His h/c hair flowed into the classroom. His eyes bright and smile brighter. Helen thought he would go blind. This boy was as cheerful as the sun, and when the two made eye contact, Helen knew it would be troublesome. Y/N liked Helen, but Helen did not feel the same. He didn't know why y/n wanted to be his friend so bad. Even through Helen's harsh attempts to get the male away from him, he still stayed. Still talked with him, still cracked stupid jokes, still insisted on sharing his snacks, still invited him to his house, still protected him from bullies, still tried to become like Helen. Why did he have to become so precious? ××× Slow updates. • Contains violent and possibly triggering topics. Each chapter with these contain warnings for your safety. •

Y/n is an eighteen year old student. Simple as that, right? Not for him, at all. Living day by day being ridiculed, bullied, assaulted by his peers, his step father. So he runs away, hoping it would be easier. He was completely wrong. Low on food and water, he takes refuge at an abandoned park bench, shivering and alone and starving. Until one day, he wakes up in a small, warm, cozy cabin that has food and water and shelter, then is meet face to face with her savior: the serial killer running about, Tobias Erin Rogers, known as Ticci Toby, the kid that went missing three years back.

"Flipping me off wasn't very nice." he held the dull axe to me, and smiled a sadistic smile. Glaring at him, "Who's to say it was for you?" A Ticci Toby story I wrote a Toby x Male Reader cause there aren't enough. The cover art goes to the artist

You were known as a weird kid when you were young only because you are able to turn into any animal or person you want. When you got older you became a killer, drug dealer and a theif. One night the police were after you, you met a nice (ish) man.

Slap, yelling, door slamming little Kenny tucked under my arm crying, her golden hair her blue eyes she's to young to be going through this only 6 has been raped abused and tormented. I was sick of the man we call our father our mother ran out again I see her through the window running away. Kenny Tears faded away as she fell in to a restless sleep, I laid her down as I went to the bathroom.

Toby was walking around at night and suddenly a guy with a knife try to rob him not knowing he was attacking a killer but before Toby could even react a boy he had never seen before jump on the assaulter and punch his face before grabbing Toby's hand and running away Toby might got himself a new obsession for his saviour maybe even a crush? Warning : Stalking Murder Gore Strong language Manipulation Yandere Toby Smut This is a boys love if you don't like don't read if you fetishise it don't read If you're a boy obviously you can Transboy allowed of course don't think of yourself less of a man because you're transgender if you're non binary or genderfluid you can also read if you're a girl reading it just don't say it in the comment (I drew the cover of the book btw ask if you want to use it instade of stealing) I don't have tourette syndrom and I'll try to write it the best I can If I upset anyone or make an error just mention it nicely I'll try my best to fix it <3 Also I'm french so don't mind it if I make mistake ;p You're both 18 in this You're in last year of high school /!\ It's my book I put work in it so don't steal and don't claim it s yours /!\

Days stuck behind the counter of a convenience store out in the middle of nowhere are slow at best, but the handsome serial killers that come from the surrounding forest to grab their last minute groceries almost make it all worth it. At least to a touch starved gay such as M/n.

Tw- Self harm Abuse Panic attacks Gore Ah fuck it just trigger warning "LET ME GO!" You scream kicking your feet as your dragged into a room, again. You keep screaming as they tie you down into a chair you pull on the restraints, the shadows in the room going at the works though another set of lights turned on, eliminating the shadows. You keep struggling, terrified. Knowing that this would hurt. A man enters the room wearing scrubs and a face mask, he has a briefcase in hand.

I need to post this even though I have other stories to finish.