#toby rodgers

[deerh3art]

wait i think i might reformat my pinned tomorrow and make it all pretty... and then........ i have some hcs im writing for ben and toby i might post 👀👀👀...... glup ive never posted my writing im so freaking scared

[pomegranatseed]

into the woods

[goooofygooober1]

what happens when Reader and Toby catch each other stealing the others underwear

[lvulottie]

ɪɴᴇʙʀɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ

You were the worst drunk ever. Think of a white college girl who had seven vodka sodas, and now she was stumbling around with a giggle cuddling literally everyone, calling every girl cute, and a garden gnome you ended up tripping over.

But now you were finally leaving the club, pulling your too tiny skirt down, your pumps way to high and somehow by the grace of god keeping you up right. Thank god you broke them in before trotting out with your girlfriends.

But you took a wrong corner. Somehow stumbling into the worst part of town, walking over a year old splatter of blood from some guy who probably got his through cut—or cut it himself. You scrolled through cute little cat videos over and over again until you bumped into someone.

“Oof—oww!” You sneered. Rubbing your head. Looking up. Some scruffy guy..who was way too cute! His round droopy eyes through orange colored goggles. Black mask—or whatever covering the bottom of his face. Wearing a hoodie and two coats over it. It was definitely ass bitting cold out but your body was practically 99% alcohol at this point.

“Woahhh…you are such a cutie!” You squeaked, watching him blink, look around like a clueless anime girl who was just complimented by the school bad boy. You reached up, grabbing his shoulders, yanking him down a bit. Laughing as you touched him all over his face. Jumping against him. He was quite literally frozen in confusion and..blushing red underneath his mouth guard.

His head twitched a little. Instinctively grabbing onto your arms as you laid against him. He was absolutely not supposed to be seen around..but you had quite literally stumbled into him. And you were so pretty..how could he resist?..

Your hands ran over his face sloppily pulling against his cheeks through his mask. “Ohh.. I’m so sleepy..will you take me home..?” You muttered, eyes basically closed, as you snuggled him. He was definitely a little overwhelmed..but more touch starved than that. He nodded before even thinking of it.

Thats how you ended up home. He said he found your wallet in your bag..and you begged him to stay.. thankfully you fell asleep before trying to get him to sleep with you..another way..

You burried your face in your hands. Apologizing over and over again as you two sat on your fluffy pink couch. “God..im so sorry toby..” you muttered, he’d told you his name through a few cute stutters.. you looked up at him. “Did i throw up on you..?”

His silence made you groan. You’d totally thrown up on him. You were the worst!!

“It-t’s ok-kay..” he muttered letting out this cute boyish giggle scratching behind his neck. He hadn’t told you about how you kissed his cute over and over until your lips were numb. Or how you told him how fucked your love life was.. you’d probably die of embarrassment.

“Your so sweet toby..thank you for looking after me..and not taking advantage of me..” you muttered, pushing your hair back. Smiling at him, “i-its nothing-ng… r-really..” he watched you brush your hair back. He shifted. You didn’t even mind his scar..he fiddled with the piercing on his lip. “D-did..did y-you me-ean it..?” He muttered, you tilted your head.

“Mean what..?”

“Y-you said i-i w-was…cute..”

You blinked, watching his ears go pink as he leaned his head down, his fingers twitching. He was clearly embarrassed ..but you could tell a part of him wished you were telling the truth..

“Yeah..”

You whispered. Brushing your fingers over the lace on the bottom of your shorts. Glancing up at him again. Shifting a little closer on your knees.

“Your super cute..like…your eyes are really cute..”

You muttered, unable to keep a smile off your face as he puffed out air. Before he said another word, he leaned close . Tracing your face.

“Y-your m-my drea-am girl..” he whispered, pressing his cracked lips to your chin once.

Meowmeowmeow

[angelxxxkisses]

Toby 110% likes it when you run your tongue over his scar. Yall are making out and your tongue slips past his lips and traces the scar from the inside? He will whine into you. He absolutely loves the feeling of your tongue running over his teeth and the sensitive nerves of the torn flesh. Like yes he's immediately THROBBING in his pants. The worst part is that after that he's so embarrassed about it he'll just play if off as "I-its just because it's a sen-sensitive wound." Even though he can't feel pain at all.

[hatchets-and-slashers]

*Nina knew Toby didnt have that much time in-between missions right now... and she couldn't possibly wait another hour.. sooo- she searched the mansion for him, eventually finding him in the laundry room, fixing the washer.. again.*

"Heeeyyyyy~ how'd ya last mission go?"

*She sat down and leaned on the dryer, trying to see what part of the washer was broken this time, she probably couldn't help much... but she was better with moral support anyways.*

"I heard you did pretty good!! I heard slender talking about your next one, we actually got partnerd together for once!!!"

- @jeffthekillersnumber1fan

*Toby was covered in dirt and dust, despite trying to keep everything at least decently clean he knew that the mansion and people that lived in it would never allow that. It was even harder to fix with his tics and hallucinations.*

"It we-went good. Only th-th-thing that went bad was a fe-few runners but we got th-them any-anyways.."

*He had parts of the washer in a small pile, replacing any broken parts that he managed to get from missions. Was he meant to steal?.. probably not... did anyone care?... no. Dead people couldn't miss their stuff anyways*

"Yeah- it sshould ta-take a week or two though, s-so you mi-might wanna puh-pack a bag. Ive all-already got fo-food and es-esss-essentials packed sso we juh-just need clothes."

*He finished fixing the washer soon after he finished speaking, through the years of living in the mansion he learned how to fix things quickly. He dusted off his hands and noticed Nina getting closer, politely stopping her from kissing him at the moment.*

"Yo-you do that a-and we will both ne-need a shower.."

[lotuspetalpages]

masterlist! ⦻

what do i write for?

MAJORLY creepypasta and marble hornets, but i also indulge in the fandoms of twilight, shameless, and arcane. as of now, i will only write for creepypasta because that's what i'm best versed in, but this could change! i will also primarily write for fem! reader x character based off of my own preferences, but everyone is welcome here.

who i write for & their previous works :

-BEN -brian thomas // hoodie (general headcanons, ...) -jack nyras // eyeless jack (general headcanons, ...) -jane arkensaw // jane the killer -jeffery woods // jeff the killer (general headcanons, ...) -liu woods // homocidal liu -natalie ouellette // clockwork -nina hopkins // nina the killer -tim wright // masky -tobias erin rodgers // ticci toby (childhood headcanons, adult headcanons, ...)

I DO NOT condone the use of AI, nor do i want my writing to be associated with it. everything that is posted here is my own writing and i prefer it that way. additionally, this blog shows how i view these characters, it will not always be entirely "canon".

[midnaovo]

"Really? Like...you're serious?"

You ask, the pitter patter of the rain against the window filled the silence that followed your words. He looked away, ears turning pink as it was clear embarrassment crept up on him.

"Hey, easy...i didn't mean it like that. I was just...surprised is all."

You say, reaching for him as his bed creaked under the both of you.

"Its a s-stupid idea...never mind."

He said, curling into himself. He only got a few moments like that until your hands slid to his face, fingers gentle against the scarred skin.

"Don't be like that, I didn't say no, did I?"

"...you'll—tic—do it?"

You simply look down at him, smiling as you reach for the bottle of liquor you both had just started into. Something cheap, something nasty, something that will get both of you just the right amount of drunk.

You bring the bottle to your lips, taking a mouthful as you keep it in your cheeks. The taste bitter, snappy, angry almost as your other hand slid up to cup his jaw. His eyes stared up at you as you stood up on your knees, straddling him on the bed. His pupils blown wide as he opened his mouth without a fight. He watched as you leaned down, close enough to smell him as you spit the poorly flavored drink into his mouth.

He craned his head back, pushing closer to catch every drop in his mouth. He quickly swallowed without hesitation, tasting the burn mixed with your saliva as the flavor became something unique. Something that made his entire body fuzzy.

"Well? How was-mphm.."

Your words were cut off as he leaned forward, kissing you roughly. His tongue slipping between your lips, tasting the familiar drink. Your hand gripped the bottle, careful not to spill it as you threaded your fingers through his hair and tugged his head back. You caught your breath as he stared at you with a pitiful, desperate look.

"C-come on...please?"

He said, trying to sound authoritative, yet the whine that slipped into his tone said otherwise. His hands firm on your waist, pleading for your lips on his again.

"So needy..."

You mutter, sitting the bottle back on the nightstand before leaning down to kiss him. Your hands in his hair as you both makeout like animals. He leans, trying to roll you over onto your back, yet unfortunately, he ran out of bed. The two of you fall to the floor with a thud. Groans echo out before eventually, laughter follows.

"Real smooth."

"Shut up."

This came to me like Devine light.

Anyways, something small to hold yall over i SWEAR the fics are coming, the tim one is in the works! They're gonna be pretty long, spoiling you freaks.

Alright - toodles