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im tired of keeping it a secret

Kirie and Rex being non-sus as usual. Man, if I had a nickel for every time I was totally accountably innocent last Tuesday between the hours of 10 and 11pm, I could pay someone else to wring this inexplicable substance out of my wardrobe.

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i never thought i’d have to do this but my living situation has gotten increasingly worse and i am facing being potentially homeless sooner rather than later. i don’t have a job due to no sort of transportation and any money i had originally saved up has been pocketed by my parents and i am unable to get back nor am i even allowed to touch the money i did rightfully earn. so i am reaching out in this way to make some sort of money to get by and survive at this point. any type of help is greatly appreciated and i thank you for even reading this at all. it means a lot :,)

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i’m sure i’m probably missing some things as i’ve never had to do this and i’m sure this is terribly formatted and set up so i do apologize for the sloppy format :,) i do however appreciate all of you for all the support you’ve given me thus far and i am sorry for coming to u all in such a way. i never thought i’d be in this position but here we are. if you’ve read this far i thank you from the bottom of my heart for taking time to read through all of this. any type of help is appreciated whether its thru commissions, tips, reblogs or anything of the sort. i appreciate every single one of you for all you’ve given me :,) you truly have no idea the impact u’ve all left on my life since i first started writing fics on tumblr. i hope u all have a wonderful day/night wherever you are <3

The ”cigarettes daydreams you were only 17” is such a perfect song for Toby in my opinion like he was still a kid as far as i remember by the time Everything went down Hill and his Everything is just all in all so tragic

I listened to the song. The lyrics are pretty fitting I must agree! Like watching Toby drift into isolation and madness. The boy must be so traumatized deep inside. You can say the tall man in the woods gave him happiness by making him forget his life. Ignorance is bliss lul.

don’t kill yourselves theres too few freaks in the world as it is

eNVy snuggles,, (non-sexual, they’re robots.)

art i did for marble hornets’ 14th anniversary !!

he's just a lil princess

OORAH AMERICA YEAHHHH

Y/N: What are you thinking?

Toby: How about we go for a late night walk and watch the stars together?

Y/N: But what if we get lost in each other’s eyes and forget about the stars?

Toby: Who cares when your eyes hold literal galaxies?

Tim, groaning: Can I eat one dinner in peace?

me again-

just wanted to mention i absolutely ADORE how u draw ticci toby and masky like. mwah chef kissie <333 amazing job dude!!

WAAAA THANK YOU I LOBE THAT THING SM<33

JUST FOR YOU TUMBLR USER IRUMMNA !!! 💌

The Inevitable, The Between

The pitch black that closed in from all sides was oppressive, suffocating…the dim beam of yellowish light from the one small, old flashlight didn’t stand a chance. The smell of damp earth and rotting wood permeated the cool air as they moved deeper into the mineshaft; the silence of the place was broken only by their breathing and footsteps. Toby was certain that if they stopped walking it would be quiet enough to hear their hearts beat.

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Strip Game Part 1, Featuring Tobias Erin Rogers!

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Strip Game Part 1, Featuring Tobias Erin Rogers!

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You guys are Jeff the killing me

Toby - Songbird

It’s been a while since I’ve written something darker, huh? Just been in a funk lately and wanted to get this out

Content Warnings: 16+ (GN reader as always), Yandere, Unhealthy relationships, Obsessive behavior, Kidnapping, Imprisonment, Punishment/Torture, Depictions of violence, Sadism, Grinding (but no sex, just a warning), Toby just gets really ‘excited’ over violence

Toby had always been so warm.

His smile projected vibrancy and love, his eyes shone brightly as if they were made up of crystals, and he always had a deep, comforting warmth to his presence. It was what had drawn you into him at first when you’d bumped into him that day at a park. He had drawn you in with his charm, and he’d been drawn in by your acceptance. He’d explained it had always been hard to make friends with his severely slow speech and occasional stutters, for his tics that would flow through his body, but you’d never cared. You hadn’t cared, but maybe you should have.

For someone so warm, it was horrifying how cold he could become.

You didn’t know when it had started, but at some point, Toby had started spending a lot more time with you. Accompanying you almost everywhere, or ‘bumping into you’ on accident in public spaces. You hadn’t thought much at the time, but perhaps it had been your first warning. It was how fast things had changed that was so jarring to you. One day, the two of you were eating ice cream and laughing at cheesy jokes. The next, you were chained up in his house with bruises along your body and fear blazing within you. For someone so warm, his eyes had looked absolutely frozen that day, peering down at you in anger.

“Hey… Please stop crying… Show- Show me… That smile I love… So much.” It had taken him even longer than normal to get the words out, his body trembling in anger at your disappointment, your fear, your protest.

“Toby, just let me go, please! Let me go home! I’ll give you whatever you want, just let me go! I won’t tell anyone!” You’d screamed in protest, sobs wracking your body as you struggled against the chains. Your loud voice had him shaking even more, tears running down his own face as he fell to the floor in front of you.

“Please… D-don’t scream… At me like that- y-you know how… How much it hurts me…” The enunciation placed upon 'hurts’, the raw emotion he had put into it had you feeling sick. As if you weren’t hurting right now, with injuries all over you, and chains much too tight digging into you.

Toby tended to run hot and cold, and that was something you’d learn fast.

There were two sides to him, two opposites. On one hand, he could be so absolutely tender with you. Running his hands softly through your hair and shushing you gently, smoothing his fingers over your injuries and caring for them, pressing tender kisses across your flesh. He could be so loving, so absolutely caring and tender. Perhaps that was why his other side was so terrifying, so absolutely horrendous to deal with. Because, when he wasn’t caring, he was-

“I-I’m doing… This for YOU! Why a-a-are you… Trying to stop me?!” He’d screamed at you as he dragged you across the ground. You flailed around, kicking your legs about and crying as you tried to escape his grasp.

“I just want to go home!!” You’d choked out, voice strained and breaking from how much you’d been yelling, how often you’d been crying.

“You are home!” He’d yelled back. He’d finally gotten you inside the house, throwing you in and locking the door behind him. He’d been on you in a second, pinning you down with his full weight.

“This… Hurts me more… Than it hurts you… But if I can’t… Trust you..” He’d heaved out, shifting himself to be sitting on your stomach as he grasped at your feet. It had been unfortunate in your case, the fact that he’d had so many tools laying about the kitchen at that time.

You hadn’t even realized what had happened until the pain registered in your mind. Your right ankle throbbed incessantly, and you’d thrown your head back with an earsplitting wail without even realizing it. He’d taken the sledgehammer again, and repositioned himself, swinging it down upon your left ankle this time. He’d rose off of you, letting you lay there to sob and scream as you curled in on yourself, clutching at your legs.

“How pitiful… Those cries are.” He’d said after a moment. The look he gave you had the breath you’d been choking on freeze in your throat. Such cruelty, such violence, such hatred- you’d never seen such a shiveringly cold gaze. “My… Poor little Songbird…” He’d cooed at you, arms crossed and a haughty huff leaving his chest.

When Toby wasn’t kind, he was inexplicably cruel. Really, it was usually up to you to flip the coin and find out which side you were going to get. Eventually, he’d moved you out of the basement, and into a newly renovated room in his little shack in the woods. It was small, with nothing more than a bed and a dresser, but that wasn’t what had caught your eyes. No, it was the metal. The golden metal curving around the walls, across the window, across the door to the room.

It was a gilded birdcage.

“A perfect little cage… For my perfect little Songbird…” He’d cooed to you excitedly, nuzzling into you, begging for affection and attention, so absolutely proud of himself and what he’d had done to the room. You wanted to vomit.

It was common for the two of you to spend most of your time in there. He’d curl up with you on the bed, trying to get all of your attention and rambling about anything and everything, and you just tried to not lose yourself to the insanity slowly settling into your mind.

“Hey… Kiss me…” It wasn’t a question, and so you’d pressed a kiss to his cheek, and his eyes screamed out at you to keep going, so you’d pressed small, chaste kisses across his face, ending with one on his lips. His eyes grew lidded as he leaned into you, pressing his lips to yours again and again and again.

You’d tried to pull back, and in hindsight that had been a bad decision, but at the moment you’d just felt too overwhelmed, felt a strong need for space, but with Toby space didn’t exist.

“Hey… Did I say… You could stop?” The darkness to his voice and the emptiness in his eyes did little to calm you, and you struggled to push out an answer, but he hadn’t given you the chance.

“I’m the one in charge… I tell you what you can and can’t do…” He’d maneuvered himself on top of you, pinning you to the mattress, licking his lips as a sickening giggle left his throat.

“Should I… Punish you?” Before you could grasp onto his words, he was already at work. His teeth had gnawed into the skin of your shoulder, piercing in firm and painful, allowing blood to flow out of the wound, and next was a spot on the nape of your neck before he’d pulled back.

You gazed up at him through the tears cascading down your face, chest heaving, and he’d pulled up one of your arms, pressing a soft kiss to the tender skin of your wrist and closing his eyes in peace. Then, he’d reopened his eyes, and just as they’d met yours, he’d bitten down, tearing open the skin of your arm. The look upon his face was much too sensual for the acts of violence he’d been committing, and as he licked at your wounds, you couldn’t help but wince and gasp at the sting.

“That’s right… Sing for me… My pretty little Songbird…” He’d leaned back down to your ear, and pressed a kiss to it, before whispering in a dangerously psychotic tone, “Remember, Songbird… You’re useless without me… My poor pet can’t… Take care of themselves… I take good care of you, so… Stop disobeying me.” Fear had overtaken your form, and you shuddered beneath him.

He’d giggled giddily as he pulled back and gazed down at you, blood smeared across his lips and teeth, an emotion so disgustingly sickening that you hated to call 'love’ shining within his eyes. He’d tenderly stroked his thumb across your lips, and you gazed up at him. Small. Docile. With the amount of blood you were already losing, any more punishments could be dangerous. Not dangerous enough to kill you, no, he’d never allow that. Just dangerous enough to greatly increase suffering.

“Your pain… Always gets me so… Hot inside…” He’d giggled again, pushing his hips against you, and he’d leaned down to capture your lips in another forceful kiss.

“Disobey me… Again,” he’d started between kisses, “And maybe… I’ll bite… Your lips off… Mmm, that would be… Good... Although, I guess I’d miss… Kissing you like this…” He slotted his hips against you again, and as you grasped at his hair in shock he’d whined against you, whispering words of encouragement through his giggles of excitement.

“Yes… Grab onto me… Yank at me… God, just touch me…” He’d moaned out as he continued to grind into you, lapping at the drying blood on your skin and whining like it was the best thing he’d ever experienced.

It was scary. How fast he could change between dominating you and begging you to dominate him. But, of course-

“Keep touching me… Or maybe I’ll take away… Your arms, too…” His face was flushed red, eyes dilating at the thought, and he’d groaned as you shivered against him in fear.

It was all just a game to him, a game of domination and control, a game you weren’t sure you’d ever win. After all, by the end of that night, you’d had five more bites pierced through your flesh, edging him on. After all, there was no more intoxicating combination in his opinion than the sound of your crying and pain being inflicted upon you, your blood shining so brightly across your skin.

You were helpless against him. He greatly overpowered you in strength, and with your legs damaged beyond repair and your body chained to the cage you were locked within, there was no way out. You were stuck here, as a plaything, a toy, a source for pain and torture. A way for him to seek companionship, to seek pleasure.

His precious little Songbird.

🍿Ticci Toby 🍿|| Bubble Pop Electric

NSFW||~ One shot x afab gn!reader, includes- slight exhibitionism, virginity loss, mutual masturbation, biting, creampie, minors—dni (3.2k)

Inspired by: Gwen Stefani

“Toby when are you getting here?” you sighed into the phone, twisting the coil with your fingers and leaning against the wall.

“I’ll be there soon, did you pick a place?” He says back, and you can hear the grin in his voice.

You bit your lip and whisper, “drive in movies”. It’s a nice private place, plus, lots of people your age went there, it was a popular date spot. For good reason obviously, in the confined space of your car there was nobody watching.

It was nerve wracking, this plan you were trying to set in motion. Your heart was beating hard against your rib cage, a heat tingling between your legs just at the thought of what was going to happen tonight.

“Perfect, be there in 5” he said, hanging up. The excitement was building up in your stomach, butterflies going wild and flying all over your stomach, or maybe that was just your heart pumping. You went back to your room for last minute touches, red lipstick and perfume.

When you heard the knock on the door you bolted, opening it to find the tall handsome man who was your boyfriend. Messy brown hair that he tried to comb but ultimately failed, a leather jacket, a rose in his hand extended to you and a boyish grin that he wore so perfectly.

You swooned, receiving the rose and stepping out to embrace him. He gave you a swift kiss on the head and a squeeze on your waist that sent a shiver down your spine, “c’mon, movie starts at 8:00pm” he flashed his watch at you, it was 7:45pm.

He opened the door to his convertible red 1969 Chevy Camaro for you, closing the door and getting in himself. Speeding off towards the drive in theater with an arm over your shoulders.

You looked forward and saw that gorgeous fall sunset, the orange light illuminating his fair skin and the metal lining of the car. The cool air on your cheeks, making you blush, your hair whipping back.

Once you arrived, he paid the 25 cents entrance fee and found a spot near the back, just in time too. They were already playing the credits, soon the movie would start. He made a run for the popcorn stand and got a bucket for the both of you, some candy and soda.

He put the cover back on the car in case it rained, and to give you that extra ounce of heat and privacy, that combined with the dark sky and everybody focused on the movie was heavenly, it was a perfect night.

You gave him a kiss on the cheek and snuggled up close to him as the movie started. At first you were sort of invested, eating some popcorn and sharing soda with him, leaning your head against his shoulder.

He gave you his jacket, draping it over you so you wouldn’t be cold. You cozied up to him and pressed your nose to the leather, it smelled like him too. A soft smile made it’s way to your lips as the picture opened it’s first scene. He glanced at you and sighed happily, you were the epitome of beauty to him.

Toby’s arm around you, protectively holding you as if someone might steal you away, there was no movie moment more perfect than this one. It was pure bliss.

His hand found yours, intertwining with your fingers and playing with you. Resting his hand firmly on your thigh and stroking it softly. You threw him a stare but he was focused on the movie apparently. He was flirty this way, and it drove you mad; because he would insist that he was just fidgeting, but this was not just a quirk.

You gave a little huff, not loud or nearly desperate enough for him to give you what you wanted. He kept squeezing, kept stroking and getting closer to your inner thighs. Your mind couldn’t help but wander off to a fantasy of him fucking you into the backseat, his heated kisses muffling your moans, his hands touching every part of you, and thats exactly what he was aiming to do.

“Toby” you whined, giving him these big puppy dog eyes. He gave you a mischievous smile.

“What?!” He asked, his eyes bright as they trained on you.

“You’re doing that thing again” you sighed, motioning to his hand and the way he was caressing your skin.

“Oh, am I?” He asked. “Do you want me to stop?” He asked, knowing you would cry out ‘no’. It was pure evil, falling right into his hands, he just loved to hear you beg, loved to hear you plead for him to give you what you needed. “What do you want babe?”

It was a set up, there was no way it wasn’t. But you couldn’t stop yourself from doing exactly what he wanted. “Toby…” you grumbled, “fuck you always make this so hard” you stressed. “I want you” you pleaded, your cheeks tinted red at the lewd implication of the words coming out of your mouth.

He gave a coy smile, kissing your lips first deeply, kissing your neck in its soft spot next. His hand sliding further up your thighs till he reached the flesh of your intimate area. Switching hands so he could put his arm around you again, and use the other to reach you better.

His eyes remained on the movie, as if it were just a simple activity to pass the time, while his fingers moved slowly on your cunt. Rubbing you through the cloth of your panties. You had to spread your legs to give him more access, it was embarrassing, but he liked that.

Toby had on a little smirk, his hand up your skirt, rubbing circles around your clit. Your legs spread like that, him acting like nothing was happening. The fact that he was restraining that ounce of pleasure you craved so desperately.

You begged, a soft “please” coming from your trembling lips. That- he couldnt resist. His fingers slipping in between your panties to feel your soaked cunt. He let out a grunt at the feeling, it was so tight when he carefully let a finger in.

Toby imagined the delight of your pussy wrapped around him, hot and wet and squeezing his cock like a vice. The two of you had never gone that far before, just oral and grinding on eachother till he came in his pants and you were throbbing in yours.

“How does it feel baby?” He asked, his throat tight, his entire body heated with the desire to take you right then and right there. He had to seriously restrain himself, his cock straining painfully in his jeans.

Your eyes were hazy, brows furrowed in a lewd expression. Answering his question even though his fingers were knuckle deep in your hole. “So good- don’t stop Toby”

That was all it took to bring his full attention to you again, his lips parted slightly as they pressed against yours. Moving in tandem and holding the back of your head to guide you while he tasted you. Putting in a second finger to stretch you out, to make sure he reached those gushy parts you that made you squeal.

“Fuck” he cursed, “did I really make you this wet?” He asked, watching you nod your head quickly and hold space just enough to touch the tip of his nose with your own. Heavy, hot breaths colliding in the air between you.

Toby was infatuated, his cock hard and pressing against the cloth of his pants, begging to be released. You reached over to stroke him through the cloth, his face was one of warning, if you kept at that, he was going to lose all control.

It was tempting, but you just continued touching him lightly. It was like bliss, both of you touching each other. “Fuck I love it when you do that” he panted. Sneaking in a third finger and watching your expression as he pumped his digits in and out of you.

Your heart almost exploded watching a group of people pass by the side of your car, you almost wouldn’t have noticed if they hadn’t been laughing so hard. Instinctively closing your legs around his hand and squeezing, eyes following them nervously even though they weren’t even paying attention.

Toby gave a little grunt as your hand rested over his budge, his eyes focused on the movie, as if he could ever be focused on that screen and not on you.

“Someone could see” you whispered, “this is risky”, but you didn’t move your hand away, you didn’t want to.

He smirked mischievously, his gaze glowing in the dimly lit car as he watched you. “Thats what makes it exciting” he almost panted, so fucking horny for you, his hands twitching to touch you and his cock begging to be buried inside of you. You couldn’t disagree with that smile, you melted at every word.

Deciding to make big moves and undo the zipper on his pants, his breath hitched but he steadied, rubbing your clit in gentle circles while you fished him out and started stroking him. He was girthy, your hand didn’t wrap all the way around him, you shivered at the thought of him inside you.

It was all so lewd, sitting shotgun and leaned back with his fingers inside of you and your hand around his cock. His chest rising and falling unsteadily and both of you watching the movie, neither of you paying attention. The dialogue of the motion picture background to your fast paced breaths concealed in the safety of his car.

You were beet red, hair messy, too nervous to ask him to move into the backseat. He could sense your tension, asking if you were comfortable. The man was always so considerate, picking up on when you wanted or needed something.

You motioned to the back and he took the hint, shoving himself back in his pants while he moved to the back and pat the seat to encourage you to come to him.

Already your head was fuzzy, but now he had you laid down on his leather seats and things were being taken to the next level. “Toby” you whispered, looking up and catching his face in your hands, “I think tonight is the night”

He gave a sharp inhale and asked “really?”, you laughed at his ability to hold in eagerness, but it was true, he had never pushed you, he waited till you were okay and actually wanted it, till you craved it like he did.

“Yes” you giggled, watching him bury his head in your neck so he could start kissing again. His hair in your face, you could smell his shampoo, it was cinnamon spice.

“I’m gonna make you feel so fucking good babe” he growled, his hands twitching as he started grabbing every part of available skin. “I’ve gotta stretch you out first, so you can take me”

You were throbbing at his dirty talk, excited for all the things he said he would do. His forehead pressed to yours once again so he could look in your eyes while he slid two fingers in again. Your cunt making wet noises that combined with your lewd expressions were driving him crazy.

“You’re so fucking tight” he cursed, “I can’t wait to be inside you, to feel you”

You were choking on your words, there was so much you wanted to say, but it wouldn’t come out. You were too caught up in the moment, too enamorated with the absolute man on top of you. “I’m ready” you managed to get out, “I need you”

Toby said nothing, taking out his throbbing cock once again. He was pulsing with unimaginable desire, one only you could satisfy. He hovered over you, rubbing your clit with his tip just to tease you, and to calm some of your nerves. He edged it on your opening, waiting for your consent.

His hands found yours again, intertwining fingers and squeezing tight to let you know he appreciated you and wasn’t going to let you go. “I think I’m in love with you” you breathed out, his face of pure joy and delight was the best reaction you could have imagined.

“I love you too” he responded, “let me show you how much I do” he breathed, another hand on your hip to guide you while he slid the first few inches in and watched your face contort as you struggled to take him.

You were panting, your body on fire from his delicate touches. “I need you to fill me” you gasped, pulsing around him and milking him. With your simple plead he couldn’t refuse, he had to satisfy you; bottoming out till his balls pressed against your ass.

“Oh fuck” he cursed under his breath, his lips parted as he leaned in and pressed impatient kisses on your neck, sucking and leaving marks, nibbling while he rolled his hips out and back in to adjust to a pace that would be comfortable for you. You whined softly in his ear at him stretching you out.

“Yeah just like that” he said in between kisses, his grip on you so furious he was sure to leave marks. His unruly hair now more unkempt than before, cascading over his face when he looked down at you taking his cock deep inside your wet pussy.

His tip pressing into the farthest bits of you and his length rubbing against your walls, making you all sensitive. Your body reacting just as he needed, arching into him. His thrusts speeding up just because he was so needy, his noises uncontainable except for when he was kissing your skin.

His teeth pulling at your bottom lip and almost drawing blood, his gentleness was fading as he got more and more lost to the rabbit hole of pleasure you provided him with. He wanted to fuck you until you couldn’t speak and your legs were shaking. “Oh Toby-“ you cried.

Your brows furrowed and your face faded in an expression of pure ecstasy, the way his hips were slamming against you reminding you that you were in public and could be caught red handed any minute.

“People might hear” you whispered in his ear, telling him with the last bit of your sanity. Truth is he was fucking you so hard the car moving was already a giveaway. His expression showed just a hint of deviance, the rest of his face was lust and determination.

“Let them” He growled as he bit you again, “I don’t give a shit” he admitted, too far gone to think about consequences. “Want them to know you’re mine” he panted, pulling you towards him so he could feel every bit of you, “only mine” he said possessively, his tone low with warning.

His body was so perfectly connected with yours, you felt so sensitive in places you had never even considered before, your inner thighs where his hands traced you shakily before gripping; your neck that he was busy abusing. It was almost over stimulating, to feel him mold himself into your hole.

But you were in so much bliss, the way he split you in two was too delicious to overthink. “Oh- oh~” you cried, eyes shut and legs wrapped tight around him, if he kept going just like this you would cum soon. You tried to let him know, to warm him- but it all came out like jumbled groans and whimpers. All you managed was “I- I-m gonna”

Toby, who was whispering nonsense while he pounded you, disregarded your noises, it was all too much for him, your body so warm and delightful. He was already lost to your pleasure, mumbling out “tight- tight- so fucking tight-“, his hands gripping your ass, balls heavy while they slapped against your cunt.

You couldnt take it any longer, feeling yourself reach a thrilling peak, squeezing his girthy cock in pulses. To which he kept cursing, his expression read only as divine satisfaction. “That’s right- just let yourself go” he managed to praise before he completely lost his cool.

Your body limp in his strong arms, he held you up, supporting you and keeping you safe. You had never felt more secure than tangled in the backseat of his car with his dick hilted inside of you. While you rode out your orgasm he pressed against the small of your back and switched positions.

He was sitting up, you on his lap facing him, his cock still stretching out your pretty wet pussy. “Rest against me babe” he said, taking a slight breather and letting you lean your forehead against his. Looking deep in his dark eyes, your face flushed and your lip open. Toby didn’t hesitate to kiss it, his own lips parted in whispers and praises that he muttered in between displays of affection.

You were too tired, trying to grind and ride him, his hands soft on your ass to guide you. “It’s okay” he said, “let me” his legs spread slightly to buck up and fill your slutty little cunt with his shaft. You moaned and cried out his name, to which he only went harder.

“I’m gonna fill you up” he said, “gonna fill you up with my cum, my pretty little baby” he said, his hips rolling up and his tip reaching your cervix. Pressing into all the most delicious places. “Oh fuck”, the sounds you were making together were so lewd, breaths intertwined in the heat between you.

His composure faltering and his hips bucking wildly until he pulled you down, his arms hugging you so tightly while he cried your name and spilled deep in you. His hot cum filling you up, it was so much but you took it, panting and kissing him once again while he twitched inside of you. Your tight pussy milking out every drop of him.

“You did so good for me” he said, catching his breath and moving your hair out of your face so he could look at you. The most gorgeous thing in the world, he wanted to see you while you still took his cock inside of him. You almost couldnt believe he had just popped your cherry in the backseat.

“That’s my pretty baby” he caressed your cheek, kissing it swiftly. You saw that big grin return to his face, he was going to be teasing you now, “giving me all your love in the backseat”

Request for you to write what you want, only write what makes you happy

Been a while since I've written something darker, hm? At the request of dear @scary-lasagna it's dark time~

Dark Yan!Toby content time~ CW for violence 

Teeth can be dangerous. It's something everyone knows, and it seems Toby is especially aware of this fact, which causes him to use that fact to his advantage. See, he could use weapons on you, it would be so easy, such an obvious answer, but it's just so much more satisfying when he elicits those delicious sounding screams from you with his own body.

He bites you frequently. When you've made him angry, disobeyed him too many times, and pissed him off, he'll sink his teeth into you with the intent of ripping off chunks of your flesh, and sometimes he succeeds. He gets drunk on your screams and the taste and sight of your blood, so it's just such a good punishment in his opinion. Of course, he'll lecture you later when he has to treat your injuries and wrap them up so you don't die from infection, but you can tell the excitement from the thrill of doing that to you is still coursing through his body. You've learned to keep your neck away from him when he's angry, lest he take a deadly chunk out of it, and you've instead learned to sacrifice your arms and legs when he starts grabbing for you.

It's when he's much more... Excited that he likes to draw out the process of using his teeth on you. When he's grinding into you, burying his teeth into the base of your throat just enough to draw blood, for him to slurp from you as though he's a vampire having an absolute feast. In times like this, he leaves deep bites all over your body, licking blood from every inch of your skin, watching as the gorgeous red coats your skin, making you even more beautiful in his eyes. Even if you never ever make him angry, his teeth will still find their way into your skin. It's satisfying, the feeling of popping through your skin, the burst of iron on his tongue, the smell invading his senses. It's absolutely euphoric, especially with your whines and cries and screams from the pain echoing through his mind. When it comes down to it, Toby's favorite trait of himself, his lovely sharp and dangerous teeth will come to be your least favorite trait. Unless, of course, with time you come to crave him covering your body in teeth marks and injuries just as much as he does. After all, there will not be a single day in the rest of your life you aren't covered in them.

In prison AU, I feel like darling would be an young cop in training and with not very much experience and that Darling just got out of college and just started the work. The reason why they hired Darling in an such dangerous prison (Probably the most dangerous prison as there's demons and ghosts and insane man) is because just like in the Mental Asylum AU, Darling is very good the job and pretty good at it.

Well those are my thoughts but I would like to hear yours words at the Darling in this AU, If you don't mind😊 .

Something Short (Prison AU Introduction)

Warning: Criminals, death row, rape and sexual assault mentioned, murder, violence, cannibalism, graphic descriptions of crimes, mental disorders, mental instability, sadism, apathy, sexual themes, robbery, drug use, sexual harassment, short tempers, big sentences I'm talking life, massacres and more. This AU is not for the faint of heart.

Yep! I didn't do all of them (I think I left out 2 people, but besides that they're all here.)

I feel like you would be having a paid internship at the maximum security prison due to you being the best cop at the college you're attending.

Here's what you need to know.

Jeffery Woods. A man in his early 30s, arrested for multiple accounts of serial Murder, Mutilation, Kidnapping, Torture, Stalking, Vandalism, Arson, Breaking and entering, Parricide, Drug use and rape. He has the reputation of assaulting, mocking, teasing and harassing guards. Jeff is often in solitary confinement, but that doesn't stop him from his usual actions. Has to be kept away from Jane Elizabeth Arkensaw due to them activity starting fights. He is deemed one of the deadliest prisoners. During your internship, he will be one of the prisoners you'll be interacting to help sharpen your skills. He will by far be one of if not the hardest to interrogate.

Tobias Erin Rogers. A man in his late 20s arrested for Serial murder, Torture, Vandalism, Arson, Stalking, Patricide, Breaking and Entering, Kidnapping, and suspected of multiple accounts of sexual assault but is yet to be confirmed. Currently sentenced to life in jail with possibility of parole after serving a minimum of 30 years. He suffers a handful of disorders and quite often causes trouble for both staff and other inmates. He struggled with controlling his emotions and his impulsive behavior which often leads to himself, inmates and staff to be harmed. Despite this, you will be interacting with him during your internship due to him being able to get a long with staff for a short period of time if he finds them "hot." Warnings, don't get too attached, don't believe most of the things he says, don't give or take anything from him, and don't let his suffering fool you. He has a history of using his suffering against others and actually led to him escaping when he was first sent here when he was 19, and they didn't capture him again until last year when he turned 27.

Liu Woods, also known as Homicidal Liu. A man in early to mid 20s, arrested for Serial murder, stalking, kidnapping, robbery, breaking and entering, assault, and vandalism. Currently serving a a sentence of 50 years but has a chance of parole once he serves 20. Liu is the little brother of Jeffery Woods, and after Jeffery almost murdered him, he developed an alter ego named Sully. Lui is is relatively quiet, observant, possessive and violent. But his violence gets worse when he's Sully. Lui normally doesn't harm guards or prisoners unless provocted, but he has attacked them with no apparent reason on multiple accounts. Liu is one of the prisoners you will be seeing often due to you working mostly in his section of the prison, where most of the pastas are such of Eyeless Jack and Toby. Warning when dealing with Liu, watch your words and actions, DO NOT touch anything of his unless it's a danger to him or others, and don't asked him too much about his past due to it being his biggest trigger in becoming Sully. If you're dealing Sully, be extremely careful, don't make sudden moves and don't anger him. Sully is extremely violent, sadistic but oddly childish. Sully is supposedly a seven year old according to both himself and Liu, so treat him as an extremely dangerous child.

Helen Otis, also labeled The Bloody Painter. A man between the ages for 25 to 35, arrested for Serial murder, kidnapping and breaking and entering. He culprit of both the 1994 school massacre and a murder case in 2003. He is sentenced to 45 years without parole. Helen is extremely apathetic, cold and selfish. Despite this however, he can be polite, a gentleman. All of his murders represent some form of art, using the blood of his victims to create beautiful work at every crime scene. Helen is two faced, meaning that his gentleman front is an act, nothing genuine. Helen doesn't fight staff or prisoners, only attacking if they were to attack him first. He's known to be polite to both staff and prisoners, even flirting with some of the staff members. You'll be using Helen's cases as a way to practice investing crimes scenes, and you'll be interacting with Helen occasionally in order to figure out the motives behind his murders. Warnings when interacting with Helen, don't fall for his manipulation, don't fall for his charm and never allow yourself or him to go off topic.

Eyeless Jack. A demon is what he is. Not a human, not a ghost, but a demon sent from hell. EJ's age is unknown, we don't how long he's been commiting his crimes or even how long he's been around. But, relying on appearance alone, he appears to be a 24 year old humanoid with no eyes. Ej is charged with serial murder, cannibalism, kidnapping, breaking and entering, and stalking. EJ's sentence is life in prison without parole and the judge is consider the death sentence. Ej doesn't talk much, always watching the other prisoners with hunger written on his face. He's often wearing a mask, but when he isn't you can see the Eyeless sockets and if he opens his mouth, the hundreds of tentacle like tongues he has. No staff member is allowed to be alone with EJ due to him in the past immediately murdering and eating the staff members' organs. EJ is known to be cruel, sadistic, highly intelligent and scarily patient, he's a predator. During your internship, you won't be interacting with EJ unless told, and even then you won't be allowed alone with him. But you can't shake off the feeling someone is following or watching you. Is that... Blood?

Laughing Jack. Another demon we holp in or facility. To be honest, we don't even know if he's a demon or an imaginary friend gone real, we really don't know. We don't know his age or how he manifested. Even if we rely on his appearance, we can't determine how old he might be. Jack is arrested for serial murder, torture, mutilation, kidnapping, and breaking and entering. Jack is extremely playful and childish, his main victims being families, but mostly their children, he claims he's a child's best friend, he's also evil, sadistic, cruel, and an overall mystery to us. He is sentenced to life in prison, but even then he has escaped multiple times. You won't be interacting with Jack at all during your internship, due to his case still being looked into and more and more charges are being found for him. But every day he finds you, talking to you, showing you tricks, being playful and entertaining, but you can't ignore the look in his eyes. You don't exactly know how to explain it, but whatever it, his plans for you are far from innocent fun.

Timothy Wright. A man in his early to mid 30s, arrested for serial Murder, Stalking, trespassing, kidnappings, rape, vandalism, breaking and entering, and arson. Sentenced to life in prison with possibility of parole after serving a minimum of 30 years. Tim is quite the unstable prisoner, often seen yelling and cursing and fighting people oen minute, and muttering, pulling at his hair, screaming and crying the next. Tim suffers from both schizophrenia and MPD, and due to us restricting his meds so he wouldn't abuse them causes him to be, uncontrollable. Tim has an alter ego named Masky. While Tim is more calm yet violent and moody and often in some form of distress, Masky is short-tempered, violent, sadistic, and an awful man. Whenever Tim is Masky he claims he doesn't even remember the stuff he did, but he describes it as him blacking out. Tim isn't out often so during your internship you'll mostly be interacting with Masky, not Tim. If your interacting with Tim, don't think for a second he's nicer or safer. Tim can be rude, mean, manipulative and violent, but with Masky it's at a whole different degree. When dealing with Timothy, don't fall for his manipulation, tricks, charms, nothing. In the past he's been known to have lighters, cigarettes, guns and other things just from having one conversation with a guard. If Tim starts become more and more unstable, leave and call a hard to take him back to his cell to calm down. You have to have Strong skin if you're gonna deal with Tim/Masky. He's ruthless, blunt, sadistic and will make you cry and breakdown, all for his amusement. He often fights with Tobias and yells at his 'friend' Brian, who often either ignores him and mocks him.

Brain Thomas. A man in his early to mid 30s, arrested for Stalking, serial Murder, Theft, Kidnapping, suspected of sexual assault but is yet to be confirmed, vandalism, hacking, blackmail, breaking and entering, arson and torture. Sentenced to life in prison with possibility of parole after serving a minimum of 30 years. Brian also has an alter ego by the name of Hoodie. Brian is often quiet, observant and keeps to himself most of time, mostly only interacting with Tim and a few others but tends to be by himself in his cell most of the time. He has a reputation of being a charmer and a flirt with the guards only to use them to get stuff such as phones and cameras. What he needs the camera's for, we don't know. Hoodie on the other hand rarely talks. And when he does it's slightly deeper than Brian's voice. Hoodie is way more hostile and alert than Brian, and unlike Tim, Brian remembers everything that he does while as Hoodie. When you interact with Brian, don't listen to words, don't fall for his charms, and more specifically, don't fall for his blackmail. It's not sure how, but Brian has dirt on everyone who works at the prison, and anyone who hasn't followed his orders became another victim to his blackmail. Brian, just like his co-workers Tobias and Tim, is very sadistic and cruel, and surprisingly apathetic. He admitted that everytime his victims would cry or tell him how bad of person he was, he'd only smile and laugh and told them that he didn't care. When dealing with Brian, don't talk too much, and don't talk too little. Brian is a gather, an interrogator, he knows how to get info by any means.

Benjamin Lawman, also known as Ben Drowned. A man in his between the ages of 18 and 23. Ben is a ghost, or more a vengeful spirit, but he's like a human, being able to touched and seen. Ben was charged with serial murder, kinda of a cult leader, drug use, kidnapping, hacking, vandalism, torture, stealing government files, tampering of evidence, and suspected of rape but is yet to be confirmed. He is also on death row but the judge is considering possibly taking him out if he's willing to help them with tech, but by how things are going so far Ben is stuck on death row. Ben is a sadistic, apathetic, oppressive, controlling, perverted, master manipulator who literally doesn't give a shit about anything. His mugshot was like those teenage dirtbag videos you see on TikTok. Ben is known for starting power outages, corrupting camera footage, sexually harassing staff and making the prisoners in the other half of the prison his bitch just by manipulating them. Ben doesn't see prison as prison, he sees it as a small little vacation, the only thing missing is the tech and drugs. You are forbidden from interacting with Ben due to him being a high level threat. Those who have to interact with him remove any and all tech, including walkies and watches. Ben is held in a special cell, with him cuffed and against the wall. When you walk into his room, his glitched out voice erupted into laughter and he has a deranged smile on his face. He's extremely close with Jeffery and EJ, all them being trialed together and sentenced together. When he heard about you from Jeffery, he paid you a little visit on the camera feed, even walking out of the computer and touching you. They thought moving the computers to a different building would stop him, nope! If you ever were to run into Ben, protocol is to do what he says and get out as soon as possible. Ben loves how hot you are, he mainly wants your ass. Ben wants you purely for his own pleasure, both sexually and physically, he wants to hurt and fuck you so bad, but until he gets the chance to work with you, he must wait.

Jonathan Blake, or popularly known as The Puppeteer. A ghost between the ages of 20 to 30. An evil spirit. Charged with serial murder, Stalking, Breaking and Entering, and Abuse. He's been sentenced to life in prison without possiblity of parole. The Puppeteer is a dangerous and hostile being, in the past having interns and staff who struggled with their mental states to kill themselves after interacting with him only once. Due to this, you'll be getting a mental evaluation to see if you're classified to interact with him during your internship here. The Puppeteer does tend to be quite an emotional rollercoaster, sometimes he randomly enters states of rage and confusion before shutting down. We don't know much about his past, any time we tried asking he'll either be confused or enter a state of rage. If you are classified to interact with him, here's what you need to know. We don't call him Jonathon, he doesn't respond to the name, it's possible he might've blocked out his memories, so we call The Puppeteer, since that's what he responds to. Don't let him get to your head. The Puppeteer is infamous for the mass suicides in the area. He's extremely manipulative and also a charmer, so it's important not to fall for his antics. We does have two confirmed accomplices, but we are yet to confirm who exactly they are, nor have we caught them. One day during your internship you were caught by, golden strings? That's when you saw him. He claims that you were too beautiful to kill, but you would be perfect as a puppet. His mindless, emotionless puppet. Be careful around him, very careful.

”are you more female oriented or male oriented?” bitch im disoriented where the fuck am i

“The weather is quite nice this evening.” Your voice is casual as you hover behind Jeff, giving him a few feet of space between the two of you. His only response is a quiet grunt.

The sky turns a pale shade of pink above you as the clouds clear out with the gentle breeze, and your eyes linger on his back. You halt for a moment in the gentle serenity of the clearing before speaking again.

“Is it alright if I join you?” Your words are answered with a few seconds of silence, before Jeff responds with a nod so slight you probably would’ve missed it if you weren’t focusing on him so intently.

You slide up next to him, sitting beside him on the wooden fence surrounding the outskirts of the mansion. The two of you overlook the view, showcasing the lower areas of the forest and the stream below. You keep your eyes focused ahead of you. You can tell from his stiffness he doesn’t want your eyes on him right now.

His shoulders are tight, his hands clenching onto the bench so strongly it seems as though the wood should be splintering. You can’t see his face, but you know tears are streaming down it. You can tell it from the smallest of hitches in his breathing, hitches that only you can notice after so many times of being the one he allows to comfort him.

You place your hand close to his, with enough distance that you aren’t touching, but little enough that he could easily make contact if he wanted to. After a few minutes, he tenderly reaches out his pinky and curls it gently around yours.

“…Would you like to talk about it?” Your question is a whisper as he sits beside you contemplating his response, and eventually, he shakes his head no.

“Are you able to tell me the cause?” He nods his head yes.

“Did something happen with work?” He gently shakes his head no.

“Did something happen with one of the others?” After a moment of hesitation, he struggles to nod his head yes. You’re silent for a moment, and then you shuffle a bit closer, and you ask him your next question in the softest voice you can muster.

“Did something happen with Liu?” The choked sob that he’d been struggling to hold in finally escapes, and you know the answer to your question immediately.

His hands jolt to cover his face as he sobs into them, and your arms wrap around him as he tries to babble out the context through his sobs.

“I just— I want to fix— keep making mistakes— not good enou— Liu doesn’t deserve— Sully was righ— always fuck things u— so fucking stup— wish I wasn’t born—“ You cut him off with a soft grunt at the last of his words and he shudders, sucking in through cries before letting out another big, gasping sob.

“Honey… I don’t know what happened, and I won’t act like I do… But you know your big brother loves you.” He goes to interrupt you, and you rest your hand on his heart as a sign to stop him.

“He loves you so much, and whatever just happened, the two of you will move past it. You will move past it just as you’re trying to move past what happened all those years ago.” His nails dig into his hair at that as he shakes his head, and you hop off the fence to stand in front of him and cradle his head into your shoulder.

You stand like that for a few moments, his hands now clutching at your back, with one of yours in his hair, and the other at his back, both rubbing gently.

You know that while he had heard your words that his brain will use whatever method possible to refute them, that he’ll deny them any that he possibly can. But you’ll keep saying them. As many times as it takes.

And as you lift your eyes and look back towards the mansion you can see a figure standing there, watching, waiting. Liu appears outwardly relaxed, but he has the same vexation on his face that you’ve come to realize means he’s worried about his brother. If you weren’t standing over here with Jeff you were certain he’d approach to try and remedy whatever occurred, but with a nod of his head, you know that for now he’s leaving Jeff to you. Entrusting you with him.

Jeff clings to you tighter while you nod back at Liu and he gives a small wave and turns, retreating back into the mansion. There are some words that Liu can’t say to Jeff, some situations he still can’t remedy, and that’s why he’s thankful that Jeff has you. Jeff is also very thankful that he has you for the same reason.

Because you care for him, and you love him and support him, care for him when nobody else can or would. You give him everything he never had, and he tries his hardest to give you even more than what you give him. You’re his greatest treasure, and he hopes every day that you always know and remember that.

“‘M sleepy…” he mumbles into your shoulder, his body sagging into yours as his body runs out of tears.

“Would you like to take a shower and lay down, honey? I can shampoo your hair the way you like me to, and give you lots of kisses, and hold you the way you love.” He sinks even further into you as he listens to your words, and he grumbles out a somewhat positive noise of agreement.

As you help him down from the fence and walk him back to the mansion, you tell yourself that everything will be okay. You know both of these boys, you love both of these boys. You know they’ll work things out, even if it requires all these arguments and comforting words as they break down their barriers, and you’ll be there with them, every step of the way.

𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒍.

Birthday gift for a friend a few months ago.

1920s Masky ref