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Ok tumblr what the duck why do I only now figure out I can add "more"/"keep reading" on phone now???

Like brotherrrrrrrr

WHAT

I’m sorry for all the peeps having to scroll aaaaaaall the way down to find my other fics, I’m sorry I’ll eventually add these keep reading things to the older fics but- eh- eventually…

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The study of human social behaviour

Summary: you get kidnapped by Yautja, as well as some other people. You try to escape but in a twisted turn of events, you end up being an aliens mate for life.

Fem reader x male yautja

Warnings: NSFW, kidnapping, non-con/rape, violence, death, swearing, metion of forced pregnancy

MDNI / MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

For everyone else: read at own risk

Not proof read, English is not my first language

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"I remembered how I was sitting at my dining table, eating.

Just minding my business and trying to calm down from my stressful day at work. But everything changed with a sudden white light illuminating my surroundings completely." I said, looking into everyone's faces. We sat in a circle. On the cold white ground. What seemed to be LED lights shone so bright, it hurt my eyes at the beginning. Now my eyes didn't mind anymore. The walls were empty and cold.

I turned to look behind me. Looked at the big glass where these aliens are probably observing us. "And that's how I ended up here, in this room. That's all I know." My glance shifted right back at the group. We were three women and three men. Some acknowledged my story by nodding, others by just looking at me wide eyed. I was last to tell. Their stories weren't any diffrent. All of them experienced that white illuminating light. And then they were waking up in here.

I have no idea how long we've already been here. But probably not even a day. Neither do I have any idea what these aliens want from us. Or if they would be happy to tell us, if they even know our tongue.

For now we just sat around. Trying to wrap our mind around what we should do. What THEY would do. One guy threw in a idiotic plan on how he would try to escape, which was quickly shut down and discouraged by us. Why? Because we already saw these aliens. We saw how they were built and could easily lift a out of hand human, to throw them out. The guy they threw out was here again, but he was now quiet. I don't know what they did to him. He doesn't tell either.

After a while our conversations got more quiet, less frequent. I personally was frustrated there was nothing to pass time here. Frustrated I still don't know what the fuck they want. I was laying on the ground for a while now. Others laying too, or sitting against the wall. Suddenly the lights dimmed. I jump up and look around. See if I can spot any differences. Nothing. After a few seconds a big plate from underneath the viewing window was brought into the room. On it were various kind of fruits and vegetables from earth. We all looked at each other. Confused. Should we eat it? Is it poisoned? A woman took the first step. "I'm hungry!", she exclaimed. She took a Mango and bit right in it, peeling the skin then, when she punctured the Mango.

Everyone else followed. I did so too, grabbing an apple, inspecting it. I stood close to the viewing window. Out of curiosity I pressed my forehead against it, I could see the shape of these aliens. They stared at me. Noting something in their, what seemed to be, computers. I sat down on the ground. Just like everyone else. We were now gathered around the plate containing food.

After what seemed to be another hour, the light turned even more dim. Enough to see, but significantly more darker. "I have to use the toilet. Real bad", one of the guys said. "Use the corner?" The other guy said. One girl got mad and made a gagging sound "Are you crazy?" "Well where else is he supposed to go? There's nothing here!"

I look up at the window, and point at it. "Maybe we can ask them?" "Oh sure. Please mister or misses alien, give us a toilet." The guy who had to pee said mockingly. The girl that was still quiet since the beginning sighed and said we should give it a try. She stood up. She looked at all of us, unsure if she should really do it. I nodded. The pee guy nodded too. "Toilet! We need a toilet!" She screamed at the window. Nothing happened. I look through the window again making sure someone is even on the other side. Which yes they are. I look at the girl. "Do it again", I said. She screamed again. This time I joined in and banged my fist against the window. The guy who had to pee chuckled and mocked us again.

Suddenly the big plate was taken back. The sound of a motor made us all go quiet. We looked at where the sound came from. We all starred in awe as a new small room in a corner was build. The new walls including a door came out of the big walls. The motor kept whirring until it seemed to lock in. The guy who had to pee stood up and bolted for that room. As he opened the door he screamed out in ecstasy. "It's an actual fucking bathroom!" He slammed the door, locking it and doing his thing. We could hear muffled yelling. "It has a shower and everything, holy shit!"

The girl who was screaming at the window to get a toilet sat down again. We were all still in our spot. And the rest of the room was still empty. We were all in that corner as if the rest of the room is bad. The guy came back from his bathroom break. Sat down with us as well. I didn't know anyone. Not even their names. Would it be awkward to ask now? Whatever. I'll do it. "I'm Y/N."

They looked up at me. Silence.

"I'm Dave", said the pee guy. "Rachel." The girl that screamed but was always silent.

"Maria", she smiled as she said her name. The girl that was disgusted by the 'pee in the corner suggestion'. "Alexander. But Alex is cool too" said the guy who had lost his temper at the start and was taken by these aliens to god knows where but brought back.

The guy who suggested Dave to pee in the corner sighed. "Nick."

"Is that short for anything?" Maria asked. "Nicklas." Silence again. So now we know each others names. I was tired. I layed down. Some others followed soon after. Motor whirring came up again. We jumped up to look. Out of the wall came beds. For everyone one. They were lined up next to each other on one wall, next to the bathroom. We looked at each other again. We slowly stood up and went over. A fight soon came to ensue. No one wanted to sleep right next to the window. "One of the men have to go on that bed!" Rachel stood her ground. "Nuh uh", said Nick, "I won't let them grab me first!"

"There's not even a door there! To be frank the door is over there!", Dave pointed at the other wall, the door was disguised. The wall plate was over it, covering the door. We all know. Because Alex was taken through it. "Nick, they're always gonna be watching us, everyone of us. It doesn't matter." I said. Nick turned to me. "Then go ahead and sleep on this bed. It's all yours."

I rolled my eyes. I looked at it. At all of them. None of them had blankets. Only pillows and a matress. I nodded. "Fine." Since this discussing was over we all just laid down. Alex still sat on the foot end of his bed. Starring at the opposite wall and where the door is. I was too tired to hold more conversation today. And I don't want to push him. So I just fell asleep.

The next day was more of the same. Our day was started by being woken up by motor whirring sound. Another plate with the same food being brought in. But instead of grabbing something everyone groaned and made a run for the bathroom. Some were faster some slower. I stood up slowly. I didn't have to pee that badly. I passed Alex bed. He was still laying in it. Eyes closed. Snoring. He's a deep sleeper. The line became smaller and smaller. And at last we were all gathered around the table and eating. Except for Alex.

"What did he see?" Maria asked. Everyone shrugged their shoulders. Silence. Maybe no one wanted to keep talking about it because maybe these aliens will get mad. Understandable. We left some food for Alex on the plate. As we stood up and went back to our respective beds to sit down on soft ground the motor starter whirring again. The plate with Alex's food was taken back. Since I was closest to the window and the plate I jumped up and grabbed the left overs before it was fully gone.

I placed it at the foot end of my bed. Waiting on my bed for anything to happen. Dave stood up and banged his fist at the window. "We're bored!" Maria rolled her eyes. There was no reaction even after a while. "Ask for something specific." Rachel said. I nod. "Oh! Like a PC or something." We all looked at Maria's comment. "A PC? What would you want with that? I doubt they have earth Internet access or would allow us to use theirs. If they even have that." Dave said.

"Well they do have PCs so I think they might have Internet? But... yeah. Ask for something else maybe?" I said. Dave resumed banging on the window. "Give us paper and pen! Paper! Pen!" Alex was awoken by the comotion. He grunted. "Shut the fuck up!" Motor started whirring again. A table with a chair like thing appeared. Right in the middle. On it, was nothing. Dave turned to the window again. "For gods sake, Pen! Paper!" Another whirring. This time the plate where usually the food was, came with several pencils and a stack of paper.

Dave grabbed a pen and paper. "If you're up for it, let's play some paper games." Not even a minute later we all gathered on the ground playing 'Town, Country, River'.

It's been days now. Painted and written paper was scattered underneath our beds. We requested a few more things. Like music, but it was a Walkman or whatever you called them from the 80s. We tried requesting a movie, all we got was a Disc, but no TV or anything. It doesn't even say what kind of movie or other media it contains. We requested a flashlight because Maria started to freak out when the lights dimmed for the night, which they granted. We requested actual cooked meals. But all that came was questionable looking things. They tried their best but... didn't look to edible. We did taste it. Either it was bland or not cooked through. So we kept eating fruits and vegetables. Yes. We did try to request raw foods, even going as far as to write and draw the ingredients and what tools we'd need, but they didn't do anything. None of them ever came in since Alex little incident. Not until this day.

We weren't sure if they had cameras in this room or not. Or where their blindspots are. So we came up with something. Nick, who had suggested before that we should try and escape, 'invented' the human pile. We would throw ourselves on a pile, laying on the ground with our stomach, basically. So our heads would be looking down at the same spot in the middle and our heads would be so close together we'd maybe have the chance of a camera not catching what we write on a piece of paper. We'd also be stacked upon each other, and someone would have to hold Maria's flashlight so we could see what was written on the paper. Because that's how close our heads had to be. Of course these aliens must wonder and get suspicious what we'd do. So we started out with drawing really weird things like memes. Of course we'd laugh about it. We all hoped the aliens would think we were just doing some stupid human bonding stuff drawing these pictures.

And only in-between we wrote the plans and discussions for escaping. We'd black them out or overdraw them with memes. Just to make sure. Our plan so far? The strongest must pretend that he has a heart attack or something. Everyone else needs to back up against the empty wall and pretend to be scared, where the door is. So when they open it the second strongest and strongest can distract them aliens. But why try to escape? We were here since days. Pretty sure we're on a planet. Not ours but a planet. We can hear no big motor sound that made us think that we were still in space or something. Also the fruits and vegetables changed in shape, size and color that it made us think that these ones are not from earth anymore. They looked more alien yet earthly. Like they've ran out of earth veggies and fruits and now only have their similar stuff left.

Maybe we'd have a chance of surviving out there. But we won't stay here forever. We asked them on how long they plan on keeping us here. What they want. But no answer ever came. They just starred back at us through the window. We're not gonna die here.

The day of the plan finally came. We all kept acting as always. Wake up. Eat. Do something. Nick and Dave worked out, push ups, squats, whatever, trying go get more pumped up for later. Alex was still in bed, not yet getting up, but due to the circumstances fully awake. Maria, me and Rachel on the ground playing or drawing. Rachel then got up. She took some tomatoes from under her bed that she kept there from this morning and started screaming and acting weirdly. The plan has started.

Maria and I got up. Looking at her. The men turned to look at her. We all pretend to be in shock. She started throwing the tomatoes on the window. Taking the table and throwing it against the window. Dave shoved the table to the wall, where he ordered us to go and stay safe away from Rachel. Still the plan.

I felt my heart pumping hard. I am so nervous. This could go so wrong. Suddenly the plates were moved and the door was opened. An alien came in and headed towards Rachel. Dave immediately grabbed the table and smashed it down on the alien. They got into a fight, the table broke so Dave took a piece and hit it over and over again. The alien groaned. We ran towards the door. It was closed. There were buttons tho. Alex pressed the one he remembered the most from the day he was taken. It opened. Just as wanted to slip through the door closed on me and Dave. Dave got stuck between the door. It didn't do much. But the wall plates started moving to shut close. We heard the others scream from the other side. Nick and Rachel quickly taking over and running away with the other two.

The wall plates didn't stop. Dave screamed for help. I grabbed his arm and started to pull him, but his other arm was stuck in the door. He flexed it, twisted and turned it, but it was stuck. The wall finally came to a close. I screamed and looked away as a crunching noise emitted the room. I shut my eyes and held my ears with my hands that quickly let go of Dave. I looked at the ground. My back was turned to Dave. A puddle of blood came close to my shoes. I took away my hands from my ears. Listening if I could hear Dave speak or breath. Nothing. Silence.

I felt nauseous. I felt like I was about to drop dead myself. I couldn't bear looking back at him now. I dont want to see his crushed body. The alien that has been hit layed in front of me. Seemingly unconscious as he was still breathing. Defeated I sat down next to it. I couldn't even bear to sit on the bed now. I heard commotion behind me. The wall plates and door moving to open. Daves body hit the ground, before he was dragged out. When I was sure he was gone, I turned as well. Ther was no alien standing guard. So I jumped up and ran- but the unconscious alien grabbed my arm and jerked me right back down with one motion. He wasn't unconscious. He was pretending like we were. "Please let me go." I said, still trying to pull away but the alien was just too strong.

It got up. Its large frame hovering over me. It was wider than me too. His muscles seemed so large and its grip... two things that showed me that it could crush my skull easily if it wanted to. I was as well lifted up to stand. Another alien, unlike the one holding me, wore white instead of silver armor. The one now standing in the doorframe also seemed to wear more fabric. Was more covered. The one holding me seemed to wear the more basic armor or clothes. So I thought. They communicated in a tongue I couldn't understand. When they were done, the one holding me looked down to me, looking deeply into my eyes. I looked at it back. It's eyes shone yellow, against his dark, almost black and brown shades of reptile like skin.

I couldn't read its emotions. Out of no where it yanked me with it, dragging me god knows where. Are they going to put me down, out of my misery like the experiment animals that we maybe were? I was dragged out of the room, I jumped over the puddle of Daves blood. Feeling disgusted and being reminded about these sounds his body made. I'd never forget that. Hallways and hallways without end. We seemed to get into another testing facility. As it still dragged me, we passed embryos of various types of unrecognisable creatures kept in large tubes.

I didn't fully understand, couldn't grasp on it that quickly. Until we reached a empty room. It wasn't large. Maybe 10 feet in every direction. "Are you going to kill me?" I asked. The alien looked at me. It shook its head no. It could understand me. "What will you do then?" It tilted its head to the side. A deep voice, growling animalistic, started to speak. "Experiment." "Experiment?", I looked at it shocked. It could speak. But what does it mean? "What were you planning with my group?" It took a while until it could form another sentence, like as if it was trying to make sure it was using the right words. "Ooman social Experiment. But now they dead." It said in broken English.

I looked at it wide eyed. "You just wanted to observe our behaviour?" It nodded. "When ooman is entrapped, yes." "And then?"

"Let ooman free again, but oomans tried escape, now dead." My eyes widened even more. "You would have let us go??" A tear ran down my face, knowing we would have made it out alive anyways. "They're dead? I saw them run out!" "We killed." It said almost confident. I looked at it now with confusion. "So why not kill me, huh!?"

"Other experiment. I decide." I tilted my head now too. "Other experiment?" "Yes, but ooman will not get out of this." It said stepping closer to me. I took a step back, trying to create distance, it tried to grab my arms but I quickly turned and tried to get to the door. It did reach it, but I didn't know which button to press, neither did pressing all of them help. Or all of them at the same time, before it grabbed me by the waist, to slam me onto his frontal body. "No escape, ooman", it growled above my head. Not long after it placed its hands on my pants colar. I placed my hands on its arms, trying to get these arms away from there, knowing where this will go. My pants buttons were ripped right off, didn't matter how much I tried to get it away. It then pulled down all of that I wore underneath my waist. Now my bare ass and vagina were exposed to the cold air. One hand was placed right between my legs, cupping my vagina, while it's middle finger started working on my clit. It send out signals to my brain I didn't want. I yelped like a puppy. I saw how it threw a cloth to the side of us. I remember it, it was the cloth between its legs. That was seemingly worn as a type of pants.

I grabbed its arms, that was still cupping and working on my vagina, still trying to push it away, I clenched my legs together, making the feeling and every movement even more intense unwillingly. My yelps have turned into small gasps of air. I leaned back on its chest, looking up on it. "Please stop" I begged. It leaned down, so much so that I was made to bend over in the process. Its hand stopped cupping me. And the other was on my neck, its pressure on my neck and now waist made me arch my back. "Stay." It demanded. I whimpered, but I obeyed. Pleased that I stood still, I felt it part my fold with its fingers. If I wasn't sure if this alien was male before I was sure enough now.

Before I knew he placed the tip of his cock into my vagina, before grabbing my hips and slamming his length into me. A scream left my mouth. A pained one. It was something I never felt before. A girth what felt like almost 4 fingers wide and a length that hit my cervix on the first slam. And from what I could feel, he still had more, that just couldn't fit in. He leaned down back to me, so my back and his chest weren't ever to part. "Mate." He said. He started with a slow pace, i could feel more of his cocks texture. It seemed to have some kind of small knobs on it, on its shaft. My face felt hot. Almost burning. I didn't know where to place my hands, so i placed them on top of his. Almost grabbing him. "My mate." He growled even more as his breath seemed to picked up with his pace. Him hitting my cervix now harder made me squirm in pain, but at the same time it felt good. His pace got even more faster. My right hand traveled to his right side of his hip, trying to push him away, or at least to make him slow down. It was too much for me, as I let my head drop, my eyes roll back and soft moans now escaping my mouth, his pace dropped but his thrusts became more violent, as well as his grunts. Not long after he buried his cock as deep as he could, standing up straight and letting me feel his warm cum fill me, as he still held me in place with his hands on my hips.

I saw it drip down along my thighs, it was a glowing greenish substance. "My mate." It repeatedly muttered. My heart pace calmed down after a while. As well as my body seemed to as well. So he pulled out. "Ah'kun", he said, pointing to himself, before he put back on his cloth covering his dick. He left the room without a word.

I stood there trembling, unsure what to do now. How to even process what just happened or throughout the whole day to be exact. Ah'kun did come back after a while. Bringing another cloth, almost looking like fancy panties, with sumo like cloth in the front and back. He held it infrong of my feet. He wanted me to step in so he could make me wear it? I guess so. So i did. He pulled it up. It was almost a bit too tight. But it should do for now. In the same motion as he pulled up my new panties or pants, he undid my shirt and bra. Of course I tried to go against it, but he just didn't bother. He was still stronger. He disposed all of my clothes with a trashcan that came out by pressing something on an empty wall. Right after he dragged me out. I was now wearing nothing but these weird panties. "Forgot..." He said. Taking a necklace of his neck and binding it around mine. "What is that?" I asked, looking at the necklace seemingly made out of bones. "Shows everyone your mate. My mate."

I look at him. At this point, I wasn't a experiment to him anymore, wasn't I? He took my silence for an answer, that was good enough for him. As we stepped outside into the daylight, we were right. We were on a planet. A tropical one. With what almost looked like aztec pyramids. And it seemed to be normal that these aliens wore only these panties. Even the female ones. Only few wore armor. "Why don't they all have armor?" I looked at him, as he held my hand. "No hunters or warrior" he pointed at the majority that didn't wear armor. "And you?" I said, I looked back and forth at them and him. "I, elite hunter. You have luck, my mate." He started to get confident again.

"Why luck?" "Elite hunter, high status." He said even more confident. His ego definitely stroked. He dragged me down the stairs of the pyramid we were in. The lab pyramid I'm taking. As we stepped out of the shadow, it was even a smart idea of him to remove my warm clothing. Because the sun here was brutally hot.

We were walking for a bit, the other aliens looked at us, specifically me. Some talked with Ah'kun, in their native tongue of course. Giving him proud pats on the back. Was a human mate an achievement? A trophy? Who knows. I don't. We finally reached another pyramid, one of those many. "My home, you live now too, here."

He closed the door behind me. In here, the air was cool again. The decorations and furniture style felt similar to several antique human civilisations, but yet held their advanced alien touch. I looked everywhere. There was even an armor room. Where his helmets and other armor were displayed. A trophy room with several heads of all kinds of creatures.

I kept looking. I found everything you'd expect from an house. Bathroom, bedroom, kitchen, living room. And empty or barely filled rooms. "What's all the empty rooms for?" "Storage. And little ones." I tilted my head. "Little ones?" He nodded. Did he mean kids? Was I even able to give that to him? What was I thinking. When did I start to be okay with this? This isn't my planet. In that moment it dawned on me. Was this my life now? I started crying. Not just because of the fact that I was here, but because of all of this.

Ah'kun patted me caringly on the back. "You will be good mom, no worry."

#the predator #yautja #predator x reader #yautja x reader #yautja x reader smut #alien x reader #yautja x female reader #yautja x human #preadator x human #smut #monster fucker #slasher x reader #slasher smut #monster lover #mates #yautja imagine #slasher imagine #monster nsft #yautja nsft

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Got my account back.

I refuse to realise that I wrote a second "book" on the ticci Toby saga.

If you find it on the side account- don't.

The start was pretty good but the last chapters.......... ummmmmm no.

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An innocent soul on the Internet: "Oh, you write? What's your story about?"

Me, the writer, who has been waiting for this moment all my life:

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The huntress x reader, sfw, one shot

The Russian shack

You and your friends decided to go to russia. Why? Because your friend Sasha was russian, and he really wanted to show you guys his old home village. So you agreed. Your friend Mica, which never really agreed on roadtrips, agreed too, on the roadtrip. You were three. Mica layed in the back of the car, asleep, as always. Your friend, Sasha, was tired, you could see it in his expression, the way he started to focus less on the road.

"Sasha, if you don't feel like driving, you can rest. I will drive for you", you were very concerned about your friend. You wanted to take over the drivers seat, before any accident would happen. But he just responded: "No, I'm totally fine!" You sighed. "Sasha, ple-"

Right in this moment there was nothing. Blackness, no time. Just nothing. You didn't have control. You couldn't wake up.

It felt like seconds passed. But as you woke up, you looked around, the car got hit against a tree. Totally smashed. You were almost fine, but you didn't feel your leg anymore. You looked behind yourself, Mica, your dear friend, got crushed between the drivers seat and the heavy luggage. Blood soaked in the luggage. You looked to the left, Sasha was gone. Stepping out of the car, you felt your leg again. But you wished so badly, you rather didn't feel it. It hurted like hell. As you walked around the car, you noticed a blood puddle next to the drivers door. It started to snow, it was getting dark. And there he was. Sasha. His legs were completely dismembered. You didn't dare to look at his face. Because blood was still flowing out of it. You were confused, not knowing how to handle the situation, so you kind of whispered to yourself, how you would go get help. In a country, you've never been before, neither can speak the language of. Expect a few curse words, Sasha would sometimes scream around. You could also say yes and no. But that's about it.

You went off into the forest, where else would you go? The last human made buildings were a 30 minutes drive away. It was dark. You were almost blind, because not even the moonlight got through the thick forest.

Maybe you've been walking for a half hour or maybe even three hours. You couldn't tell. The only thing you could tell was, that every step you took made you weaker, every step you took further into the forest, more and more snow came crashing down from the trees, because the snow got too heavy for the trees to carry. And you? You have to watch out, that you won't be buried alive underneath snow.

A very dim light shone through the forest, reflecting on the trees. A sweet orange-yellow light, gave you a way out of this maze of trees. It was a shack. A shack, in the middle of the forest. You stomped through the snow, feeling you'll be safe soon.

You stood on the wooden porch. You were knocking a few times on the door. Nothing. No answer, no sound.

After a few seconds you got very impatient. You just opened the door. As you opened it, no one was here. Yet the chimney was burning. You closed the door, then preceded to walk quickly to the fire. You wish you could have ran. But the leg was still crippled, unfortunately. You sat yourself in front of the fire. In that moment of peace, you had to think about your friends. How you left them behind. But they didn't have chances of survival out here anyway, right? 'I could have called the emergency number.' You thought. You knew 911 was the emergency number for america, and 112, was for germany. But what was the number for russia? You tried to brush it off. You really tried to not give yourself the fault. But it kind of was. Maybe Mica and Sasha were still alive, but you thought they were dead or were dying. They weren't moving, neither of them did, when you left. They were dead, right?

In all your thoughts, someone stood in the door. You didn't notice, until they grabbed you harshly. They seemed to not give a single crap about you, which was proven by the fact they just threw you into a corner like a sack of potatoes. With a shock on your face, you scanned the person in front of you.

It was a very buff women, wearing a bunny mask. She was wearing no shoes. But something really catched your attention. The hatchet she had in her hand. She said something on russian. But you of course couldn't even speak it. "Net russian. Net russian." You repeated, whilst pointing on yourself. You hoped the women would understand, you couldn't speak russian. And they probably understood.

She looked at you. "Menya zovut anna" A shiver ran down your spine. Her voice was deep, rough and, honestly intimidating. But yet you tilted your head. What did she say? She understood the head tilt. She pointed at herself: "Anna" You repeated, now understanding that she said her name was Anna. "Anna", you smiled and nodded your head. You pointed at yourself, saying your name. She repeated your name too. She didn't say it right at first, but she corrected herself.

Anna was clinging to her hatchet, showing how much tension she has in her now. It's no wonder, how would you feel, coming back home and suddenly someone was in your house? You could feel her eyes scanning you. You didn't dare moving an inch/centimeter. Just like a Wolf, Anna approached you, her head still a little bit tilted, yet the look of curiosity spread in her eyes. She kneeled down to you, reaching out her hand towards you.

She touched your face as carefully, as she could. She must have thought you weren't real. At her touch, you felt safety. You thought, she wouldn't hurt you. You noticed that the hatchet, she just clinged on to, was laying on the ground. Anna smiled, muttering something in Russian, you didn't knew what she was saying, but she sounded calm.

She picked you up, and settled you down on her couch, Anna pointed to her mouth. Did she mean, 'are you hungry'? You nodded. She went away; possibly to the kitchen. Just as she went, and you were alone again, the long ignored pain in your leg came back. As a weird instinct, you held your leg. Hoping it'll make it better.

You could hear Anna's heavy steps coming back to you. You looked up, only to see Anna tilting her head at your leg again. She gave you some food, looked like rabbit to you. (Sorry for all the vegans :/) Food is food, you thought. Anna patted your back, there wasn't much she could do about a broken leg, but she pointed at your leg and said "no move".

Apparently you didn't finish eating, you just slept in. To tired of everything that was happening, only thing you knew was, you got lifted up and brought somewhere else.

(What should happen now? VwV)

#dead by daylight #dbd #fanfiction #the huntress #the huntress x reader #dead by daylight fanfiction #slasher x reader

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Thomas Hewitt x Reader, part 1, sfw

•The man with the chainsaw•

The landscape looked like a wasteland. Everywhere was just dried out grass, a few bushes and a whole lot of sand. You were in Texas. You and your friends decided to go on a roadtrip. And now you are driving back with a taxi to the airport. Back to Germany. You took your two best friends with you.

The Taxi driver said he'd need some fuel. Even though it would have been enough to reach the airport, which also had a gas station. But whatever. He stopped at a very abandoned looking gas station. It looked more like a shack, than a actual gas station.

He stepped out of the car, heading into the shack, instead of fueling the car. You three waited. You started to ask your friends what would take so long.

Instead of the Taxi driver, a man with a chainsaw came running out the shack, towards your Taxi car. The man started his chainsaw whilst running. He scratched the car. He them proceeded to stab the chainsaw through the backseat window. Unluckily, your friend sat too close to it, even if she pushed herself back. Her blood spread everywhere in the car. You tried opening the car, but you were panicking and you would have to turn around to open the door. That would have meant, that both of your friends would be pushed further towards the chainsaw.

The man took away his chainsaw, the perfect time for you, to open the car door. You grabbed your friends hand, running into the wasteland. The other friend layed in the car, possibly dead. You two could still hear the chainsaw roar behind you. Seemingly getting more silent by every second.

You two reached a forest. You were out of breath. The chainsaw sounds were long gone. It started to get darker. It started to get cold. You and your friend didn't speak to each other. You both still had to handle the shock. Seeing your friend die like this. All that blood. The roar of the chainsaw.

"We need to find help", said your friend.

You nodded and stood up. You both started walking towards a road. You didn't know where to go. You were in another country. Not at home. In the distance, your friend made out a silhouette of a house. And you saw it too. You both were relieved. Either someone that can help you or at least somewhere to stay for the night, if the house is abandoned.

But it wasn't. A elderly women sat on the porch. You greeted her. She stood up and started walking towards to you two. She had a concerning look on her face. Who wouldn't if they'd see two people covered in blood?

"You two alright?", she asked. "Ma'am, can we call the police at your house? Or the sheriff or whatever." Your friend asked rushingly. The women just nodded. She letted you in. She was very nice towards to you. Whilst your friend tried calling 911, she even offered you tea. "Sure, but I'll let it sit for a little more, I like my tea more, if it's cold." You smiled. In which the woman said: "Its alright, sweety. I can also make you sweet tea. OH! Where are my manners? I'm Luda Mae."

You introduced yourself too. She smiled.

But suddenly, your conversations have been broken up. The sound of the chainsaw. It was roaring. And it was getting closer. Your friend putted down the phone, no one was even answering anyway. He looked out of the window. So did you. It was him. The man with the chainsaw. Your friend panicked. He ran out, he tried escaping, but you could see how he got chased and put down very quickly. Cut in two.

The man walked towards the front door. He hasn't seen you yet. As he came in, he turned off the chainsaw. Then he looked up from his chainsaw, right at you. Only then you seen that he wore a brown muzzle. He looked at you silently for a second. You didn't know what to do. You felt rooted. You couldn't move a millimeter. Than he twitched, he stomped towards you, you could feel his tension. You felt like a tank is walking towards you. He tossed his chainsaw away, than proceeded to grab you arm harshly, as he was almost about to raise you into the air, Luda Mae interrupted. "Thomas Hewitt! How dare you handle a guest like this!"

As soon as she said this he letted you go. You felt your blood rushing through your veins in your arm. He looked at you. Luda Mae apologized.

That guy could have killed you! And now you're his guest? What is even going on?

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Ok Ok- first of all, welcome to hell ihr kleinen Racker, jetzt wird erstmal gelesen.

Open Requests for:

Slasher:

Thomas Hewitt

Bubba Sawyer

Ghostface(s)

Jason Vorhees

Michael Myers

Michael Myers (RZ)

Amanda Young (my beloved <33)

Sinclair Brothers

Yautja

Tiffany Valentine

Creepypasta:

Jason the toymaker

Slenderman

Ticci Toby

Marble Hornets (Masky, Hoodie, etc.)

Jane the killer

I can also write for other franchises and other characters, but it might take longer, since I either have to get more information about that specific character or I need all my braincells since I also hate that specific character. But I will try my best then.

What I write:

Fanfictions (x reader, x other character etc. But no ocs... sorry...)

Imagines

Smut.

Dead Dove do not eat... (but I'm really picky here.)

The good old ABCs. Nsfw.

Headcanons

Crossovers (meeting other characters, of other franchises, for example)

Other characters or other writing styles might be added later on, too.

#creepypasta fanfiction #creepypasta fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic #fandom #slasher #slasher fanfiction #dbd #dead by daylight #dead by daylight fanfiction #dbd fanfic #dbd fanfiction #slasher fanfic

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Ticci Toby x reader, Chapter 6, alternative ending

It was a stormy night, a year passed and it was assumed that Toby burned down his neighborhood and killed his father. Only his mother survived that night. But her face was damaged and she has been brought to the hospital. You've visited her some time.

But one day she never called again, neither did she pick up your calls.

You stopped calling her at some point.

Your mother was at her friends house. Only your father was sleeping in front of the tv. You 'learned' for the update coming exam. Only if learning meant listening to music, whilst doing exactly nothing for the exams.

You needed some relaxing time, but you should really start to learn for the exam.

You felt that your throat was dry. You should have stayed more hydrated today. So you decided to go downstairs, since your bottle was empty.

You didn't look at the couch, you knew your father was sleeping.

You filled your water bottle with water.

As you passed by the couch again, you saw the couch from another ankle, you saw something very unbelievable.

Your father's throat was cut through, the red liquid on the ground was reflecting the TV's program.

You ran upstairs, you called your mother, she didn't pick up, you stood up again, locking your door, now you called the police.

But unlucky you, the line was closed. You had to wait.

You turned off your light. So at least this person wouldn't know where you are. If they didn't stalk you of course.

The line was still closed.

You looked out of your window. Your new room was in the attic.

You decided to climb out the window, locking yourself out.

The women on the phone still told you to hold the line.

You looked around you, in front of your house was a unknown vehicle. A pickup truck. You couldn't make out the color.

As you waited for the police on the phone, rain and wind pressed against your body. At this point, you were freezing cold and soakingly wet.

Finally someone picked up on the other end of the line.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"My name is [y/n], someone broke into my house and killed my father."

"Is the person still there?"

"I don't know, I locked myself out. Please send someone over here. I'm on the roof."

You gave out your adress, they told you they'd be there as soon as possible, as well you should stay in line with them.

It was a bad idea, locking yourself out on the rooftop, but you had no better idea.

Around 100 meters, a lightning struck into a tree. The sounds afterwards were terribly loud.

So loud, you didn't notice the person standing behind you.

You wanted to look around you again, but someone grabbed you by the neck, picking you up and tossing you back up to the roof, so now you were facing him. The person that killed his father and burned his neighbourhood.

He looked diffrent. That biting wound next to his mouth got bigger. He twitched more. And he had goggle glasses. His mouth cover was down.

He raised his right arm, in his hand was a hatchet.

Your eyes widened, you begged him to not do it, the police officer on the phone asked what's wrong.

Tobys attention went to the phone.

He realised you two weren't alone.

He quickly crushed the phone, then turned the attention back to you.

He rammed the hatchet into your shoulder.

You screamed in terror, the aching pain, only felt more worse from second to second, you didn't even dare moving your arm, because you were scared it'll only hurt more.

He laughed.

He ripped out his hatchet again, picking you up too. He putted away his hatched that was decorated with your blood.

He sticked it back to his belt. But the he took out his hunting knife. You know what was coming.

But unexpectedly he held you over the roof top, leading down to the garden. Under you was air. And somewhere down there was ground.

You looked down, then up to Toby.

"Please don't, I'm sorry for what I said! I didn't knew what I was saying!", you begged, crying, for your life.

He raised his eyebrow, he looked at you confused.

"Don't you remember me?", you asked, still crying.

"I shouldn't. Not anymore. Whatever happened in the past, I don't give a shit."

With that he ripped out your guts with a strong pressure.

Then dropping you to the ground.

You fell down, seeing blood and guts coming out of your stomach.

You saw Toby, staying there, looking at you without a trace of emotion.

The last thing you heard was your back snapping.

Then there was nothing, but the black bliss.

You died.

#ticci toby x reader #ticci toby #creepypasta fanfiction #creepypasta fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic #creepypasta

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The last light, Httyd 3 Alternative Ending

The lightfury flought as fast as she could, to save her mate, toothless.

Hiccup struggled against that grey haired guy. He came to the idea putting off his prosthetic foot. The man fell down, so did hiccup. He couldn't glide up. His suit and wings have been destroyed whilst fighting.

He looked up, only to see that toothless has been saved.

Yet no one was here to save Hiccup.

He fell. There were only a few feet of air until Hiccup would hit the water.

Water can be fatal from this height that Hiccup felt from.

And then there was nothing.

Nothing but just a splash.

The fight was over. Toothless has been saved, but almost too late. He is unconscious for now.

Astrid and the others flought out to search for Hiccup. Only to return with a lifeless body.

Hiccups mother and Astrid cried the most.

Toothless wouldn't let anyone near his deceased rider.

The dragons would keep living onto the new island.

The new leader is Hiccups mom, Astrid never found love and is heartbroken for life. Her friends tried to cheer her up, it didn't go anywhere.

After two decades the dragon population was too high again.

Hiccups mom came to the conclusion to free the dragons again.

Now there was a good balanced population between dragons and humans again.

But a half decade later, wild dragons would sometimes attack the island, either starting a big fight or taming a new dragon and sending it back to the wild.

Toothless and the lightfury still had their Baby dragons, the nightlights.

Astrid dissappered.

No knew where she went, and no one knew if she was still alive.

Some said she jumped down the cliff, in which hiccup died. But no one knew.

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Ticci Toby x reader, Chapter 5

The day of the funeral arrived. You asked your mother for your old funeral dress. She lend it to you.

You were awake the whole time of the night. You were sad and frustrated at the same time.

Why did Lyra have to listen to you? Now she's dead and Toby would have also almost died, as you found out afterwards.

Everyone tells you, it wasn't your fault. But you felt like it was yours.

The hour arrived. Your father offered you to drive you to the funeral. But you refused. You wanted to be alone.

Your father trusted you, he letted you go. You walked all alone. All alone in your thoughts. Sometimes you even felt like you couldn't breathe correctly.

You noticed that Tobys mom, the strange man and Toby were driving past you. Toby waited in front of the cemetery/graveyard.

He looked at you, without any trace of emotion. You stood in front of him. He didn't say anything. Neither did you. It was silent.

Soon, his facial expression went from 'emotionless' to 'I wish I could stab you right now'. You looked to the ground. Why was he mad? Does he think it was your fault too? His mother called for you two.

He just walked away. You followed him, still looking at the ground.

Many tears have been spilled since the priest was done with his prayings.

Now some friends and family members from Lyra wanted to say something about her.

A lot of them had great storys. Other just said that it was a shame that she had to go so soon. Lyras mom talked about how much she'd miss her daughter, and couldn't understand why she had to go. Even Toby said something. Something along the lines of 'I wish we wouldn't have driven that day'. That's all you could make out.

There were still a lot of people wanting to say something about her. Tobys mom tapped on your shoulder. She asked you, in a very silent tone, if you wanted to say something too.

What could you say? That you are plagued from your own thoughts, saying that it's your fault?

That you wish you wouldn't have met them, so you wouldn't be hurt now? Exactly! How you met.

You nodded at the offering. As you walked towards the microphone, you could feel how everyone was staring at you, looking right through you.

You looked back at all those people, even if it wasn't that many, you took a few seconds to get comfortable and then you started.

You told them how you first met Lyra, back then when she helped you after you fell down your skateboard, and since then you two have been hanging out sometimes. That was all that you had in mind for her. How kind she always was, how she protected her friends, tried to make everyone happy. She was always very happy. Even though the world would go down, she'd still be happy.

You stepped off the little stage.

You briefly looked across the room, catching your eye on Toby, which leaned against a pillar, with the back turned to you. He looked great in that black suit. As you walked towards him, he noticed you. He didn't turn around for you, he walked away.

You walked a little bit faster.

He did so too.

Only a half minute later, you were chasing him, through all the rooms and floors. But then he suddenly stooped.

"Listen, I don't need you right now. Why are you always so stubborn?", he was angry. He wanted to scream at you, but tried to keep it down.

"You could have just said that, but no, you had to run away like a child. You always were a child. Act your age!", you didn't knew what came over you.

"Oh! Now I'm the child! B*tch, you were the reason why she died! You hurried us! She was driving faster than she should! Only because your dumbass couldn't wait for 5 fucking minutes!", at this point he was screaming at you. You never heard him that mad. But he wasn't the only one being mad right now.

"It wasn't my fault! What could have I done to fucking slow down your retarted sis-", you never meant to say that. You never wanted to. These words just slipped out of your mouth.

You took a few steps back, covering your mouth. You leaned against the wall. Only then you realised you lost control over yourself.

Tears started filling your eyes.

As Toby began to speak, you looked up to him, not even daring to move your hand away from your mouth.

"And I thought we could trust each other", he shook his head, turning away from you, leaving through that door you came through before.

You tried to grab Toby, crying at him, that you didn't meant to say that. That you were sorry. But he just shook your actions off like they were just some annoying flies. He totally ignored you.

You breaked down to the floor. You watched him go away. Still ignoring you. You cried for a long time.

You saved yourself to the bath. In all that hurry and sadness, you didn't even bother to lock the door.

The reflection in the mirror gave off a red face covered in tears. The styled hair from before was now a complete mess.

You couldn't handle the situation right now. Running away was the only option for you. No one should see you like this. And Toby wouldn't want to see you either.

So you just left.

Months passed, Toby never said anything to you since then. You saw him a few times. When he noticed you, he tried to ignore you as good as he could.

Your parents wanted to move. And they did.

The last day came. The last cardboard box was in your hands. Your mom was ramming the 'for sale' sign into the front yard. You looked at Toby. He just stood there. He looked at you and the box. For a split second it looked like he wanted to say something. But then he just turned around and smashed the door close. Your mom pushed you to the car. One last look at the house you grew up in and one last look at Tobys house. And then your old neighborhood started to be smaller by every meter you drove.

As you arrived at your new home, it was evening.

Your father turned on the tv, trying to relax from the moving stress. He gasped in shock. Both you and your mom rushed to the unfinished living room starring at the terrifying news. Your old neighborhood burned. It all started at Tobys house.

Your parents started talking.

You just heard them saying something. You were too focused on the tv. Rather at the image of your house and Tobys house burning. Did anyone survive? Why did it burn?

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Authors note:

YOOOO, so that's the last chapter! The extra coming soon!

(The extra chapter is the alternative ending. :) )

#ticci toby x reader #ticci toby #creepypasta fanfiction #creepypasta fanfic #creepypasta #fanfic #fanfiction

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Ticci Toby x reader, Chapter 4

It was the next day. Everything was quiet. Your parents weren't home. Your father is with friends again and your mom is at work.

You didn't knew what to do. Was Toby still sleeping? Or is he already awake?

You walked to your window. Only to see his window shut and covered again.

It was 11 am. He would probably be awake, since he's a early bird. So you decided to meet him. Without asking him first or telling him, that your going to break down his door.

As you made yourself ready, you grabbed Tobys present.

You walked over the street. As you arrived you could only hear plain silence in there.

You rang the bell. Neither Toby, Lyra or his mom answered the door, but a very tired looking man opened it.

"Who are you?", he was very annoyed by your presence. At least that's what it felt like for you.

"Uh, I'm [y/n]. Is... Toby here?"

"Get lost. We don't have time for you", he answered rudely.

He wanted to shut the door, but before he could Tobys mom entered the scene.

"Oh. [y/n], Toby needs some time for himself. As soon as things get better, you can come over again, but today is just a bad day.", in the seconds she gave out those words, tears builded up in her eyes.

You had so many questions. What does she mean by 'as soon as things get better'? Did something happen? Why is she almost crying? And where is Lyras car.

You started to put the puzzle pieces together.

"Is she...?", you asked into the silence, looking at the empty parking spot from Lyra.

Tobys mom replied with a nod. It was clear, that it was difficult for her to talk right now. Yet she tried.

"Lyra and Toby wanted to drive to the funfair to meet up with you", she took a small pause, trying not to break down, "but on the way, they had a accident. Lyra... Lyra died."

Tobys mom couldn't help it. The sadness just overcame her. The man tried to comfort her. And you were standing in front of them. You couldn't believe it. This isn't real, right?

"I'm sorry", was all you could say. There were not many words to say right now. What could you say? You just didn't knew how to handle the situation, what to do.

But you just hugged Tobys mom. Trying to comfort her too.

She fell crying into your arms.

You didn't knew how long you stood there. But as soon as you realised Toby was standing in the living room, just a few meters away, looking at you, you break down too. You realised, that this was real.

Only because he was crying too. But he tried his best, not to cry in front of you. He really tried.

You didn't knew when you walked back. But you sure knew it felt weird walking back home and everything is like it was before. How can the world just keep going like this?

How is time just passing by?

You felt tired. The tears you shed made you feel very tired.

You just went to bed like this. Not even bothering to change into pyjamas.

A few days passed. And the door bell rang. Your mom was at work. Your father answered the doorbell. After a minute he came upstairs, he knocked on the door, then preceded to come inside, only to see their child on the bed, in complete silence, doing completely nothing.

You looked at him, he walked towards you, you sitted up.

He gave you a letter. He left with a sad look on his face.

You opened the letter, knowing what it is. It's a letter for Lyras funeral. You are invited.

You thought about her again. Maybe you were the reason why? If you wouldn't have asked to meet them, would they have gone anywhere else the day it happened? Were they in a rush, because maybe they were late because of you, and then they overspeeded? You cried. Maybe it was your fault. Maybe it wasn't. You'll never really know.

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Authors note:

This one is really short again. Trust me, the next chapter is the last one. And also longer. Maybe I'll have a bonus chapter.

And if you haven't realised it yet, yes this fanfict takes place before and whilst the events of the creepypasta.

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Ticci Toby x reader, Chapter 3

Your day began quite good. You weren't pissed at your alarm, as you usually would, because you love your sleep and hate the fact that your alarm would wake you up.

But today, you actually felt great. Either it was because it's Tobys birthday or the fact that it's Tobys birthday and you three, including his sister, will go to the funfair.

But before you can run around with those two, you have to work yourself in the funfair.

You signed up to help in a shooting range, so you could improve your pocket money. You were sparing your pocket money on a new pc.

Your parents were out of the house.

Your mom had to work and your father is driving over to a friend.

They trusted you enough to not burn the house down, while they were gone.

The house seemed so quiet without them. It felt like the kitchen is colder without them. You didn't feel too hungry. So you just made two sandwiches and drank two glasses of water.

After that you made yourself ready, you only putted on some decent make up.

Of course today would be a long day, so you packed yourself some snacks and two small bottles of water and a apple juice bottle.

And of course the present for Toby shouldn't be forgotten.

You tried to pack it up yourself. If you'd ignore this one corner of the package, you would think it looks perfect.

It's already 11am now. Your bus should be there in 20 minutes.

The station was 10 minutes away.

You took a deep breath, as you looked around yourself, thinking if you forgot anything.

Everything should be here. Every window should be closed. You stepped out of your house. You locked the door, then preceded to put the key in your bag, it slipped somewhere underneath the bottles and snacks.

You pulled your headphones out and listened to some music while you were on your way.

As you were at the bus station, everything seemed normal. A old lady sat next to you in the bus. Throughout the bus were kids and teenagers. All of them were excited to go to the fair. The group of teenagers, in the back of the bus, were laughing loudly. Even such loud, you could hear them through your headphones. And these were already quite loud. Even the old lady sometimes looks at you when the music drops.

The bus finally reached the funfair.

As you stepped out of the bus, turning off your music and pulling out the headphones out of your ear, you took took a closer look at the funfair.

It wasn't big. You started walking towards your workplace. The shooting range you were working at had a lot of plushed animals, they all had varianting sizes. The hugest was a dolphin.

Your boss seemed to already await your assistance. Because there were a lot of people that wanted to win something.

You entered the range from the side, throwing your backpack under the counter and greeting your boss.

He nodded at you.

The working day went almost perfect expect for a few entitled parents that thought they won the dolphin for their kids. Only once you had to get the security.

The last costumer of your shift has been leaving happily. The guy for the next shift just arrived. Which meant for you, you can go off now.

You took your stuff and pulled out your phone. Toby didn't text. He texted you yesterday, that he would tell you where he and Lyra would be waiting for you. You just simply texted him:

"Where are you?"

You turned on notification sounds, as you decided to walk around the fair while you'd wait for Tobys answer.

After 30 minutes, there was still no answer.

Your were done with walking around the fair. You already, out of pure boredom, tested some attractions out.

Maybe he was just late? You looked at your chat again, making sure you texted him when you were done with your shift.

"You know we wanted to celebrate your birthday at the fair, right?"

Still no answer.

You found a few friends of yours at the fair. You decided to go out with them, until Toby finally would answer.

The day passed. It was 10pm. Toby should have been here since 3 hours. At least you could enjoy your day with your friends.

As you took the last bus back home, you felt upset. Did he forgot?

Did his mom go somewhere with him, and he just forgot to tell me in that excitement?

The bus reached your station.

You walked back home.

You didn't know how you felt.

Just as your reached for your house keys, a car drove into Tobys driveway.

You turned around to see the car of Tobys mom. It was quiet for a while. Then his mom stepped out of the car. She walked around the car and opened the back door on the right side. Toby stepped out. Neither of the two looked in your direction. Did they even notice you?

A male voice said something. Only then you realised, that Tobys father stood in front of the house, probably even before you arrived.

You couldn't make out what they were saying. After a while they entered their house. And you entered yours.

Your mom sat on the couch. She slept.

You slowly walked up the stairs, trying to make as less noice as possible. You reached your room.

You sadly looked at your bed. You just dropped in it like a bag of potatoes.

"Maybe he really just forgot."

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Ticci Toby x reader, Chapter 2

It was early. You usually don't wake up that early while holidays.

But you had a reason. You were excited and nervous at the same time.

Why? You were excited to get some ice cream with Toby!

But why were you nervous? You've known Toby for quite a while now.

And you know that he's not such a social bird. His disorders don't really help him in that matter either.

But you are looking forward to get ice cream. It's really hot outside.

But first of all, you need to wait.

So you got yourself a book.

Time passed, now it was 12pm.

You looked out your window, Toby noticed you. He waved at you.

You waved back.

You happily grabbed your wallet and ran down the stairs. You yelled across the room that your out. In which your parents replied with a simple nod.

You crossed the street, to find not only Toby, but also his sister walking out of the house.

"I'll drive you to the café. It's pretty hot, and a long walk would be a pain in the ass, wouldn't it?", Lyra asked.

You smiled and nodded, indicating you were alright with her driving you two.

As you sat down and Lyra pulled out of the drive way, Lyra started talking about Tobys birthday.

The only thing you didn't knew about was Tobys birthday.

Lyra said that his birthday was tomorrow.

She said she's taking him to the funfair.

Toby turned to you.

"Do you want to come too? If we are more people, it'll be more fun!"

"I'm at the fair tomorrow anyway. I have to work there. But I'm sure, that when I'm finished, we can hang there!"

Toby smiled to your response.

You arrived in the town, Lyra parked her car, not too far away from the café.

"Well, if you guys want to go back, just call me. I'll go shopping!", Lyra smiled.

Toby laughed and simply said;

"Alright."

You two were talking about everything and the world.

It was a quiet day.

The waitress came along, asking what you guys wanted.

Toby ordered a banana milkshake.

You ordered just a simple ice.

Both were delicious!

Toby allowed you to try his milkshake too.

You didn't even have to call Lyra.

She stood right next your table.

"Mind if we go back?"

You looked at your phones clock. You didn't even see the time slipping so fast away. It already was 3PM.

"It's fine by me", Toby replied, in a very calm tone.

You nodded.

On the drive back it was pretty quiet.

You thought about Toby. He was very comfortable today. You expected the opposite from him.

In the last time he really started to do well. Especially around Lyra and you.

He was happy.

Toby and Lyra brought you to your front door. You guys hugged each other for goodbye.

As the two crossed the street, Toby waved you goodbye saying: "I'm looking forward to see you tomorrow at the fair!"

You smiled; "I'll be there!"

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Sorry for having such a short part today. qwq

(Trust me the next one will be the last and longer uwu)

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A flaming love (the Empress x cooking cat)

Hat kid sat on a roof in metro city, she took a break from the hard day. Now she could finally take the sight of the beautiful sunset in.

But today isn't about hat kid.

Today is about the two cats, just a few floors underneath the roof, on which hat kid sits.

The two cats are very well known. One of them is a famous cook! Well, the cooking cat of course!

And the other one is a very rich cat. Also well known. But feared. I'm of course talking about the empress!

The two of them baked brownies, as a normal couple would do.

Suddenly cooking cat yelled in shock:

"I forgot to buy sprinkles!"

Cooking cat left the apartment, saying she'll be back soon.

"My dearest empress, you don't need to change any settings for the oven, when I'm back, they should be ready."

Now the empress was all alone.

Minutes have passed, yet the cooking cat isn't back, neither do the brownies look ready.

But the empress wants to surprise the cooking cat with brownies, which are done, when she's back!

So the empress decided to change the oven settings.

But only then the empress heard a unfamiliar sound. It was the oven, that unfortunately broke.

How could this happen?

The only thing that the empress did, what pressing one button!

But what will cooking cat think of her now?

The empress had a idea!

She has to bake the brownies and act like they were freshly from the oven! Cooking cat won't notice!

And replacing that oven?

No problem! As soon as the morning comes, the empress will buy a new oven, as a 'gift'.

But how will the empress bake the brownies now?

Didn't she have a flamethrower here?

Yes! There it is!

The empress took the flamethrower out of its corner.

She gently putted the brownies on the table.

She aimed carefully for the brownies.

Only then, she realised, the table was made out of wood!

The flames spread throughout the kitchen!

The empress shutted off the flamethrower, but the timing was bad.

She heard keys jiggling in the apartment door.

And there she stood, her fur stood up. It was cooking cat.

She didn't scream.

But her Mimik said:

"I left you for 7 minutes, and this is what I came back to."

Have fun @zhe-vendigo

#hat in time #nyakuza #hat kid #the empress #cooking cat #the empress x cooking cat #fanfiction

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Ticci Toby x reader, Chapter 1

(This fanfiction takes place before the events of the actual creepypasta)

You lived with your family here since you were old enough to remember. Everyday you at least saw the street twice, you lived in. It never really changed over the years, neither, did anyone new move in. It was a small street with a few houses. Maybe around 20. In only a few of these houses lived kids. But no one really in your age. Expect the boy that lived in the house right across the street.

Your room was in the opposite direction of his room, which means you could technically look into his room, if he wouldn't always darkened his room so much.

You never really saw him.

And if you did, you'd only see his pale white skin and his brown messy hair.

But you knew his sister.

Because you once fell down with your skateboard, that you just got as a present that day, Lyra saw you fall down, and helped you get up and cleaned and cared about your wound.

You were thankful she was there, because it really hurted.

She mentioned her brother once in your conversation that you held with her. She said he's your age, but an extreme introvert. And his name was Toby.

You both were 8 at the time.

As Lyra described her brother even more, you remembered that one boy in 1st grade, which was very weird, because he always suddenly, without a warning, started to 'tick'.

It weirded you out back then, if your being honest.

You remembered how some classmates started picking on him, and in a span of 3 weeks, he was gone. Switched schools or something, from what it sounded like from the rumors.

Lyra approved of your thoughts, that it was him, her brother, Toby.

Lyra and you played for the rest of that day on the playground.

For a eleven year old girl, she really had a lot of energy.

But now Lyra is 19, she spends less time with you, since your neighborhood-friendship didn't really held long anyway, you were now 16.

That boy Toby, probably too.

You noticed Lyra entering her car, as she drove off the boardwalk, you noticed how Toby stood there, watching Lyra drive away.

He had his hands in his pockets.

He looked very tired.

His skin looked like it could burn any second now, because it was so pale. It almost blinded you.

You opened the window.

Which he apparently heard, because as soon as you sticked your head out, he looked up to you.

You tried to make out, what eye color he had. It looked like a pair of brown eyes.

You both just starred. You could feel the awkward tension inside your body.

It's a Saturday. Nothing to do. No one to hang out with. But what you've got is a opportunity to talk to someone besides your parents.

So you broke the ice.

"Hey. Um... Wanna hang out?"

He didn't respond at first.

He was thinking.

"Well, sorry, no. Not now", his voice was kind of deep, but had a few scratches here and there.

"Why that?"

"I don't know you."

"That's why I want to hang out."

"Whatever", he said whilst crossing the street, to get to your house. Which possibly meant, he'd wanted to hang now.

You rushed down the stairs, yelling across the living room, that you'll be back by 8 PM.

You opened the door and there he stood. That Toby, that you didn't talk to in 1st grade, that Toby whichs sister is really proud of him. And that Toby that your finally meeting.

You started walking towards the big field, near the forest. It was really calming.

You both got through the general stuff, what your name is, since he didn't knew you, what you like, etc.

You found out that Toby really likes reading, gaming and even drawing.

He showed you a example, it was on a piece of paper, he said he wanted to give this to his sister.

The drawing was his sister, holding a rose.

It didn't look professional, but also not cringe. It looked cute. You were honest and told him the few flaws you'd fix, but you also told him, that the rest was completely great.

But it seemed to upset him anyway.

He instantly putted back the paper, and looked away from you.

You walked behind him and then on the other side, to see his face. He twitched. His face to be exact. But when it came back to normal. He really looked pissed.

You apologised.

Even if you didn't understand what you did wrong. You were always told to tell the truth, but be polite.

Why is he mad?

He sighted at you apologie. He looked away from you again. After a few moments of silence you two found a bench. You sat down. He sat next to you. But there was a huge gap between you two. Someone else could fit in there too.

This time you didn't need to break the silence. This time it was surprisingly him.

"Sorry"

That apology came out of nowhere.

You told him, it was fine.

You didn't mind anymore, not really.

You both watched the sunset. It was beautiful. It was silent again. But it wasn't awkward. The silence was calming and you actually felt secure.

You both walked back home. Less awkward this time. He twitched a few more times, it was still weird for you, but you were sure you'd get used to it.

"Will we meet again?", you touched your doorknob as you heard that from Toby.

"Only if you want to", you said, whilst turning around to him and smiling happily in his face.

You couldn't handle it.

You probably just made a new friend!

"How about tomorrow? Maybe around 2PM at the bench from before?", he asked.

"Well then let's see us tomorrow."

#ticci toby #ticci toby x reader #creepypasta #fanfiction #creepypasta fanfiction