The past three of four years have beenterrible for you.
It all started with your two idiotcohorts, three if you want to count Tim, deciding to run away fromThe Operator's protection.
A late night talk between Tim and Tobyclued you in to the plan but you hadn't regained control of your bodyin time to stop them. For all his bitching about the kid Tim had asoft spot for him; so of course the second Toby mentioned hisfantasies of a "normal" life Tim tried to make it happen.
You say tried but he did in factsucceed. Tim succeeded in recklessly ripping you all from TheOperator's territory and fleeing his grasp every time he made anattempt to collect you all.
At first you had thought that as soonas they realized what rough states they were all in they'd gocrawling right back to Him for safety. But then came the therapistsand psychiatrists, the daily affirmations and the medications.
Fucking pathetic.
Toby was getting treated for hisissues and finding ways to cope with the tangled web he found himselfin. It was agonizing to watch the brat slowly undo His ties, andlittle by little those strings started to fall away from him. He gota dog and trained it to assist him in his quest for normalcy andautonomy. Even going so far as to have it sense an oncoming seizurefor Brian.
That was the only good thing Rogershad done, he'd found a way to tie them all together. Making it thatmuch easier for them to all be found again. Sooner or later He wouldfind you all and punish them for their misguided attempts to escapehim.
You could only watch helplessly as Timsought help and started taking medications for his "Schizophrenia".Bastard knows Latuda will keep you away, trapped in your shared mindunable to gain access to your body.
Hoodie had been rendered near uselessa bit after Rogers joined the team. Brian focusing on hisrelationship with Tim effectively putting such a tight lock on Hoodiethat you rarely saw the proxy. Though if you were being completelyhonest Brian himself is a bit too much like Hoodie. It's hard foreven you to tell what he's been doing to help himself these past fewyears. He keeps his cards pretty close to his chest.
Recently, like the past month, you'vestarted to regain control in a few places of Tim's mind before beingable to front for a few moments at a time. Tim was unaware at firstand then you'd gotten cocky with that hour when he'd been makingamends with that local, YN. You just felt His presence, His thrall,around and wanted to see if it was on them. The lost hour wascertainly unexpected but it gave you your answer. And gave Tim a newfear.
The webs had just started formingaround them but they've lost someone to Him already and it appearsthey'd gained a proxy as a stalker. Smells like the beginning stagesof recruitment to you.
Unfortunately Tim got clued into your"awakening" - so to speak – and learned everything as youpieced it together,
God this team should've been dead longago without your guidance. You're actually surprised any of them havemade it this long.
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A Cure for Insomnia (Proxy x Reader slowburn)
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