You had to be perfect in everything you did. It was the only way to survive, and you knew it would guarantee you a solid future. You did nothing wrong, yet you were accused of a murder you didn't commit by a grandmother who had never really cared about you. One thousand, three hundred, and seventy-two days you spent behind bars, embracing your tarnished name and reputation. When a chance for escape presented itself to you, you took it without hesitation. Who wouldn't? It led you to see the face of the boy-now man-who had shed light on your situation and showed you what life was truly meant to be. He had handed you the key to freedom, even though he didn't know it. Maybe, with him around, you would finally get the revenge you craved. (this is a work of fiction. Ticci Toby belongs to his original creator. he is not real, nor am i saying that he is. the only thing i own is the plot and any OCs. please do not re-write my work.)

A normal dawn turns into a crucial kidnapping by the one and only, Tobias Rogers. Afterwards you raise a bunch of red flags that soon uncover your past. ------------------ Send me a message if you know the covers author. highest ranking in tags is; Ticcitobyxreader- #1 creepypastaxreader- #1 creepypasta- #69 ticcitoby- #205 creepypastaboyfriendscenerios- #6 ticcitobyxreader- #1 skittles- #4 tea- #27

⚠️WARNING⚠️: This story was written and published before the first season was fully released! Details and revelations after the pilot episode were not known and this book is based on information known prior to the announcement of S1. ~~~ In your mortal life you were the well known Voodoo Queen of New Orleans during the 20s. You didn't exactly have a side when it came to good and bad... working with dark voodoo and occasionally helping the police, a deal with poor souls here and there, you were pretty neutral. But now you were in hell, known as the Voodoo Queen overlord, fancy title, you had to admit... However your stance on good and bad did stay the same, you didn't kill for territory, you only did what you had to to keep your title and that was that. ~~~ All characters belong to Vivziepop! Y/n belongs to you! If any characters are mine I will say so!

〰〰 You are a talented freelance artist located in New Orleans whom does advertisements for various businesses. You live in a small home near a forest that your friend had built for you, hunters come and go by as said forest is populated by White-tail deer.〰〰 〰One calm night you were taking a short trip to the shop you go to normally for supplies for your newest commission, A Radio Broadcasting station. On your way back you heard gunshots, now you know hunters come by but it's unusually late for hunting. Yet you make it back safely.〰 The next morning to get some fresh air you take your supplies you had bought the night before and take a walk into the forest and work. As you are working you hear crunches behind you. You let it slide until you hear His voice, he said: "Oh, why sorry my dear. Why is such a gal outside by herself?"

(Y/N) is new to hell. The decade is the 1930's, and she met a man who took her hand, and showed her the "life" of hell. ------- I sort of left the fandom and I am now in another fandom. I want to finish this but first I want to finish all of the fics I have started for my current fandom I am (4 fics to be precise).

A deal between two dimensional demons leads to an unexpected relationship I know Alastor is asexual don't yell at me. (>////<}

A hellish contract... A crazy demon... And a cocky, teenage Y/N... What could go wrong? Short answer, everything. Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters except Exie and Lucky. Also this image is not mine. It's just something I found on google images.

story summary: Y/N Afton is the oldest out of all her siblings, she is four years older than Michael who is fifteen in the story.

It's the early 1920s, and your a local in New Orleans, Louisiana. You were listening to the radio one evening just in time to hear about the new bar opening down the street. While on your journey, you found yourself becoming enamored for a charming young man that seemed perfect. Almost too perfect... I DO NOT OWN HAZBIN HOTEL. ALL RIGHTS GO TO VIV. THE ART IS NOT MINE. STORY IS MINE. MAY CONTAIN INTIMATE(not all the way smut) OR GORY SCENES. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. This is also my first fanfic I ever wrote so sorry if not up to high standards you guys are used to seeing. Edit: HEY PLEASE READ THIS!!!! This story is pretty old and I was literally ass at writing when I was starting this story. So, if one or two chapters don't really make sense, PLEASE KEEP READING I PROMISE I GET BETTER🙏🙏🙏 Achievements: #15 in "Alastor" #7 in "alastorxreader #6 in "alastorxreader"

This is the second part of my other story thats called rewrite the stars, So if you haven't read that one go check it out please! Part 2: Y/n was living her happy life with her husband and daughter but new love sparks everywhere and before Y/n can do anything to fix it, it's already too late