Tobyxreader Stories

not taking this seriously at all, but was inspired by the multiple fics I've been reading. toby rodgers x reader, an angsty one at that x) It willll be a slow burn, also slow with updates cause I'm a busy lady. but give me a chanceee haven't interacted with this fandom or with creepypasta entirely since middle school, but noticed it trending online again. be nice to me and read my stupid little story I love you !

Y/N works as a doctor. However, their dreams are turned upside down when they are kidnapped by Jeff the Killer (per orders of Slenderman) and forced into a new lifestyle. Why were they kidnapped? They were stunned to learn that the main reason of their kidnapping was that: 1.) The proxies needed a more skilled doctor than EJ and 2.) They also needed a full time maid as the house gets too dirty too quickly for Slenderman's liking. So hence the reason you are there. However, strange things keep happening to you hence your current question: Why do you keep having serious deja vu?

Well this is my first story so please don't hate on it. I probably won't get any reads or anything but if someone does actually find it well thanks!

╰┈➤ ❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮.❞ 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰. 𝘙𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵? ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 𓆩♡𓆪 ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ ❝𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐓 𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍❞ ᴠᴇʟᴠᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴏɴᴇ 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙭𝙮 𝙭 𝙂𝙉!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 「𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙃𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙨 | 𝘾𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙮𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙖」 ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 𓆩♡𓆪 ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 『✎..𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒』: ⊳ gore ⊳ heavy swearing ⊳ abuse ⊳ drugs/alcohol

What is wrong with you? Why are you in love with a hatchet throwing killer? Why does hurting people feel so.. satisfying? And why does this guy GET it? You did something bad. Really bad. You know it's wrong and it feels wrong but.. something deep inside you likes is. Couldn't you just chew gum? Or have a better hobby? No, of course not! Instead your best hobby is murder, which is why now you're in this house full of psychos like you. Maybe that's why you've been hanging out with this one psycho and found him to be pretty interesting as you adjust to a new life as a malevolent entities killer. Disclaimer! All characters in this are not my own! Each creepypasta or proxy was made by someone else. This is just a story I'm writing. This is just fanfiction for me and anyone who wants to enjoy it! Some people forgot that. If this isn't your thing you are free to click away. Please no hate. This fic is a mix of the best aspects of the pastas or what I find interesting that works for the story narratively and character-wise. (I've been in this fandom so long!! Just got dragged back please send help ToT)

legit the title- and uh- this is my first book! updates will be fat and few- I'm in school and have major writers block at times! please enjoy:D I own none of the characters in this book! All rights to them go to the original creators

Running, that's what you've done for a while now. You're abusive boyfriend is chasing you. Why, you ran away from him again. He's right behind you now and before he could grab you a blood curdling scream rang out.

Hey guys! This is my first x Reader write so please don't judge! I am planning to not have lemon in here but I know that's impossible so yes. I will randomly include lemon. you're welcome

This is the story of the Mad Hatter's daughter and how she becomes a creepypasta. This is a Ticci Toby x Reader

Storm Winters has been abused and raped since she was a little girl. She has voices in her head like Ticci Toby. She is abig fan of the creepy pastas. Will she find someone to love her? Read to find out

"You promised you won't leave me, that you'll always be by my side! Don't you remember?!" "No..." - Started: 071418 Ended: 061419 11.9K words Highest Rankings: #72 in shortstory (190k+ stories) #756 in fanfiction (850k+ stories) #65 in creepypasta (61k+ stories) #10 in ticcitoby (7k+ stories) #9 in ticcitobyxreader (290+ stories) #3 in readerxcreepypasta (280+ stories) #2 in tobyxreader (90+ stories)

⚠Cringe up ahead ⚠

For those that have a crush on Toby here's the story for you!

Hi! If you are reading this, this book is still being edited although I do have a rough draft which I am currently working on and smoothing it. But please enjoy this story due to me putting like. A LOT of effort into it :) Thank you. Preview• I'm So very happy that you've returned to This tiny town, [Name]." Your mother chirped on the phone. You were currently on a bus. All your bags we're packed and dispatched to a small little apartment that you were currently occupying until you were able to settle down somewhere else. Why you returned to your hometown was something YOU didn't even know.

Your a high school girl you have a pet wolf named Keilo and you become friends with all the pastas' including ones you didn't know existed. This story has OCs' and your normal pastas and involves a lot of bad language and some sexual scenes. Reader discretion is advised Hope you enjoy!! ~KAIA OUT!!! 🦄

In a world with monsters, a new type of adrenaline junky arises. Instead of testing their fragility against great heights, feats of nature, or death-defying stunts, those who believe flaunt their mortality in front of the bloody jaws of monsters. (Y/n) made her first run at the age of 14 and in a decade of runs she hasn't once seen a monster. She starts to grow disillusioned with this attempt to grasp the thrill of life, questioning her own grasp on reality and the event that set her down the path long ago. If only that questioning hadn't been answered.

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart

Well, my friend asked for this and I'm doing it too. But as I said before, you can read it.