I haven’t posted in a while!! But I was hit with a small urge to write some headcanons…maybe it’ll get back into posting more! As usual I hope you enjoy and my ask box is always open!! Please send any requests my way as i try and get back into writing!
Starting off visually, I am a pretty big fan of the idea that Toby and X-Virus are brothers
I just think it’s an interesting idea, and a fun explanation as to why Toby appears at the end of his story
However, I don’t see it being likely that they are fully related
Instead, half siblings who share a father
Going along with this I also consider Cody to be hispanic, making Toby half hispanic in turn
It’s probably a bit harder too see with his pale complexion, but you can see it in the dark curls of his hair
Or how his brown eyes are almost black in color
His eyes are probably the most expressive part of him, consider he ate away at most of the muscles in one of his cheeks
I like the idea that Toby’s eyes are very telling of how he feels, especially since they aren’t covered by a mask
It’s especially eerie to his victims who can see the perverse joy he gets from robbing them of their last breathe
Toby is incredibly sadistic, he struggles to see the value in other peoples lives and treats them more akin to animals
If you are alive it is purely for his entertainment in watching you squirm at the sight of him
He is used to people looking at him in disgust and avoiding him like the plague
Reducing a someone to their primal mind, making them more prey than person is a natural high
Although its familiar it wasn’t always so empowering
As a child he was bullied in school, but I imagine more so for his health conditions than his tourettes
Sure he was picked on for both but being a kid with a medical aid in class feels more humiliating
Everyone knows you need help with something
Something that allows you special privileges to get out of class and skip out on gym but they don’t know what
Them trying to figure it out is what makes it so sickening
Every single detail of you being scrutinized
This lead to deep, intense insecurities issues in Toby
Wearing thick layers of clothing to hide his frame
Gloves to cover how he mindlessly chewed away the skin of his crooked fingers
Its not his fault they look that way
It’s easy to snap bones and dislocate joints when you can’t feel what you’re doing is wrong
Things are prone to healing incorrectly when you can’t tell their hurt
Toby’s physical health declined greatly as soon as he fell into Slender’s care
There are no ways to tell when he’s overheating, no proper medical care to fix things he didn’t know were broken
Toby’s body resembles a mangled mess, scars from broken bones and fingers that aren’t quite straight
His skin doesn't feel quite right on his body
It all makes him aversive to touch
Why would someone want to touch him when his body looks the way it shouldn’t
It does all offer some comfort though
Chewing away at the skin around his nails until he reaches flesh is somehow comforting
Popping his fingers out of place and then back in helps make breathing a bit easier
Even though it’s unhealthy he doesn’t know any better
There are so many holes in his memory he can barely string the past together, let alone menial details such as the limits of his body
predator and prey -> Slasher! EJ x FinalGirl!Reader (preview)
this is the first few words only! i have the rest outlined and wasn't sure if you guys would like me to continue it or not!!
CW!! uh not much so far, slight degradation if you squint, size difference
and GN reader as usual besides one mention of a "final girl"
Please tell me what you think and if I ya wanna see another part
NSFW BELOW THE CUT!! MDNI
No one likes feeling afraid.
The relentless trembling of your body, the sticky feeling of your skin being covered with sweat.
You may even cry, tears welling in your eyes and blurring your vision.
It gets hard to see, hard to breathe and everything feels impossible.
Especially survival.
People aren’t meant to be hunted like animals
Yet here you were
Running frantically through the woods as if you were something’s prey
You were the last one left, the last person alive and the only one still fighting.
A dull ache ran through your body, you yearned for a break. The only thing keeping you going was the adrenaline coursing through your veins. You needed to survive.
However, exhaustion was beginning to weigh on you. Lungs burning with every breath became harder and harder to breathe.
You began to slow down, body swaying as you tried to carry on, but you couldn’t.
Your skin burned as it scraped against the coarse forest floor. Blood peaked through small cuts on your palms and cheeks, dribbling out as you gazed down at your hands.
Fuck!
You were the fucking final girl god damnit! You-
You couldn’t help the gasp of fear that escaped your lips as you looked up, emotions flickering between shock and fear.
Towering above you, was the damned man himself- if you could even call him that.
He barely registered as human in your mind.
He hardly even looked the part.
He was unnaturally big, even when you weren’t curled up on the ground, bordering on 7 feet tall.
Nearly every inch of his skin was covered, the only thing you could make out was the ashy tone of his neck from beneath his hood.
His face was completely obscured by an expressionless, blue mask.
The only thing human about him was the tufts of curly, dark hair that escaped his hood.
How he got so close without you noticing? You would never know.
“Go to hell!” You hissed at him, glaring into the empty voids of his mask.
His chest rumbled he had hummed- no laughed in amusement.
Silently he crouched down, his figure somehow still towering over yours.
You gritted your teeth, pressing your blooded palms into the dirt in an attempt to push yourself away from him.
In return, he leaned in closer, masked face now mere inches from yours.
“Don’t run.” he chastised, hand reaching out to snatch up one of your wrists, pulling you back towards him with a swift tug.
His height forced him to lean in slightly to make eye contact, his broad shoulders blocking everything else from view.
All you could see was him.
“There’s no use in it, I’m only going to catch you again, you might as well behave.”
Your heart beat out of your chest, body shaking in his grasp. Like hell you were going to behave.
With your last bit of energy, you forced your knee up between the two of you and pushed, hoping it would create some distance.
For one glorious moment it worked, a glimpse of the starry night sky peaked in your vision as you fell back onto the forest floor- but the man came with you.
With a grunt, he landed ontop of you, caging your small body between his large frame and the ground.
It was only now that it dawned on you how big he was.
The upper half of his body almost covered yours entirely, one of his hands easily held both of your wrists pinned above your head.
You swallowed dryly, feeling a wave of heat rush through you-
You hoped to god it was simply a survival instinct, your adrenaline kicking in.
“I--”
“It’s like your begging me to hurt you.” he hummed, deep voice cutting off your own.
He leaned in again, body hovering over yours as he spoke again
predator and prey -> Slasher! EJ x FinalGirl!Reader (preview)
this is the first few words only! i have the rest outlined and wasn't sure if you guys would like me to continue it or not!!
CW!! uh not much so far, slight degradation if you squint, size difference
and GN reader as usual besides one mention of a "final girl"
Please tell me what you think and if I ya wanna see another part
NSFW BELOW THE CUT!! MDNI
No one likes feeling afraid.
The relentless trembling of your body, the sticky feeling of your skin being covered with sweat.
You may even cry, tears welling in your eyes and blurring your vision.
It gets hard to see, hard to breathe and everything feels impossible.
Especially survival.
People aren’t meant to be hunted like animals
Yet here you were
Running frantically through the woods as if you were something’s prey
You were the last one left, the last person alive and the only one still fighting.
A dull ache ran through your body, you yearned for a break. The only thing keeping you going was the adrenaline coursing through your veins. You needed to survive.
However, exhaustion was beginning to weigh on you. Lungs burning with every breath became harder and harder to breathe.
You began to slow down, body swaying as you tried to carry on, but you couldn’t.
Your skin burned as it scraped against the coarse forest floor. Blood peaked through small cuts on your palms and cheeks, dribbling out as you gazed down at your hands.
Fuck!
You were the fucking final girl god damnit! You-
You couldn’t help the gasp of fear that escaped your lips as you looked up, emotions flickering between shock and fear.
Towering above you, was the damned man himself- if you could even call him that.
He barely registered as human in your mind.
He hardly even looked the part.
He was unnaturally big, even when you weren’t curled up on the ground, bordering on 7 feet tall.
Nearly every inch of his skin was covered, the only thing you could make out was the ashy tone of his neck from beneath his hood.
His face was completely obscured by an expressionless, blue mask.
The only thing human about him was the tufts of curly, dark hair that escaped his hood.
How he got so close without you noticing? You would never know.
“Go to hell!” You hissed at him, glaring into the empty voids of his mask.
His chest rumbled he had hummed- no laughed in amusement.
Silently he crouched down, his figure somehow still towering over yours.
You gritted your teeth, pressing your blooded palms into the dirt in an attempt to push yourself away from him.
In return, he leaned in closer, masked face now mere inches from yours.
“Don’t run.” he chastised, hand reaching out to snatch up one of your wrists, pulling you back towards him with a swift tug.
His height forced him to lean in slightly to make eye contact, his broad shoulders blocking everything else from view.
All you could see was him.
“There’s no use in it, I’m only going to catch you again, you might as well behave.”
Your heart beat out of your chest, body shaking in his grasp. Like hell you were going to behave.
With your last bit of energy, you forced your knee up between the two of you and pushed, hoping it would create some distance.
For one glorious moment it worked, a glimpse of the starry night sky peaked in your vision as you fell back onto the forest floor- but the man came with you.
With a grunt, he landed ontop of you, caging your small body between his large frame and the ground.
It was only now that it dawned on you how big he was.
The upper half of his body almost covered yours entirely, one of his hands easily held both of your wrists pinned above your head.
You swallowed dryly, feeling a wave of heat rush through you-
You hoped to god it was simply a survival instinct, your adrenaline kicking in.
“I--”
“It’s like your begging me to hurt you.” he hummed, deep voice cutting off your own.
He leaned in again, body hovering over yours as he spoke again
Me constantly checking to see what new good stuff you made:
Me trying to be super interesting n sexy in the window so that Toby thinks I'm cool:
(based on that one post you made about how the creeps fall in love)
Here's some stuff to make you feel in a good mood ✨️
PLEASE im so sorry I have hit writers block with this ej fic i need to bounce idea off of something othen than my computer ive been aggressively typing on
ALSO YTGH UGH THAT POST OMG!!! it is almost 2 years old WOW I should remake those!!
Smut WIPS!! just a lil list, feel free to share your thoughts and what youd like to see first
Slasher!Ej X Final Girl!Reader. Just some slowburn, sexual tension going on, lots of degrading and EJ being kinda an ass. You can survive him being a dick but, can you survive his dick? (that is such a bad line oh my god!!!)
Yandere!Proxy headcanons and drabbles included in one post! including Brian, Tim, Cody and Toby!!!
a basic scanerio of the pastas making you cry during sex, how they do it + their reactions (a possible part 1 if more characters are requested)
Yandere!Masky smut, not much can be said here but Im imagining some possible somnophilia? considering this weirdo has a thing for watching people sleep? or you think "oh wow what a weird dream im having about this hot dude". and you wake up to that hot dude in your bed the morning after.
Please send in anymore thoughts ya have or comments/reqs for these or future fics
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