Welcome! As the name suggests, this is where I'll be sharing my Honkai Star: Rail x Reader work from my Tumblr (aventurineswife). I'd love to hear your requests, so feel free to send them in! I hope you enjoy reading! Warnings: Most of my fics are just Aventurine lol

★-- 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩. The isolated planet Örökkévaló has been corrupted by eternal darkness for decades due to a Stellaron that tethered itself to its lands. An ellusive Stellaron Hunter lands on this planet in order to obtain it only to find a sole survivor amongst the wreckage. On their quest to obtain the Stellaron, secrets are unveiled about the world's former inhabitants as an unlikely partnership forms between a murderous, glacial man and a strong-willed girl. blade - honkai star rail x FEM!reader *to be read alongside 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 - 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘨 4.26.23

(Y/N) was never much of an Angel. Skipping school, getting into fights, disappearing without telling anyone. Everyone around him were nothing but critics who only succeeded in frustrating him. Spending his time by obsessing over music, he finally began to settle down as he found his talent. That was until the fog overtook him. Finding himself in a cold, depressing new world, he comes to the knowledge that he was in one sick and twisted game. But what happens when the god of the realm tests his abilities in both sides of the trial? I hold no rights to any of the art in this story, nor do I hold any rights to Dead By Daylight or the characters in the game. Rated Mature for descriptive violence, blood/gore, sex.

Basically, you're 18. You were homeschooled your entire life but you were fine with that, you preferred to be alone. Your parents never cared to spend time with you and they neglected you which was part of the reason you were so used to being alone. You loved creepypastas and read them whenever your parents would neglect you. One night, when you snuck out of the house and towards the lake to go clear your mind, some girls pushed you in and you almost drowned but you were saved by who you thought was a fictional character. Then, you receive a letter, telling you about a camp that was perfect for you. You went and even made some friends, but more and more happens and everything keeps getting worse. You need to try and fix things before things spiral beyond your control, There has to be a way to stop this, right? Read the story to find out what happens! -------- « Book Status: COMPLETE » completed on 03/11/2020 This is a series of books, this book is the first thus why it says 'BOOK 1' in the title. The second book and the rest of them will be on my profile. - BOOKS OUT SO FAR: 2/7 [ also, this is a Marble Hornets and Creepypasta crossover, so expect some Marble Hornets related chapters :) ] [ cover art by Lynnarty ] (!) [TW/CW: strong language, self-harm, suicide, drugs, described gore, long mf chapters lmao] (!) All your support truly means a lot to me! -------- Rankings: hoodieandmasky - #1 ! [wOW] hoodieandmasky - #4 😔 Creepypasta - #595 ouch :,( hoodieandmasky- #3 👀 Creepypasta - #820 seriously- hoodieandmasky- #3 👁-👁 hoodieandmasky - #2 ! Toby - #148 hoodieandmasky - #326 (HOW THE FU-) Toby - #114 :D ticcitobyxreader - #5 ! proxy - #1 ! proxies - #1 !✨ creepypasta - #279 sally williams - #1 (why tho lmao she's like not mentioned once i don't think) creepypasta - #592 toby - #23 :)

This is my first creepypasta story so I hope you little Bolts enjoy ^^ ~~~ What would you do if a man came into your house and offered you a job as a killer? Would you go with him, fall in love with him, and sacrifice everything to keep him? Or would you knee him where the sun don't shine and call the cops? *May include slight lemons*

(May contain sensitive topics) Things never went as plan as (Y/n) hoped. Her family had dissipated, leaving her with her solemn aunt. There, she was alone and liked it that way. When she had developed bad habits of drinking, she was falling into her crumbling world. When someone pops up in her home, her world flips and tumbles and makes this very perplexed situation. Toby, his name is, popped into her messy life and rearranged everything. As things go, she would be a side-kick almost. Despite his deeds, she felt herself gaining unwanted feelings. *Original cover picture, not mine!* Highest rank: Creepypasta #8 (I hella screamed when i saw that btw)

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.

-X Reader- You meet a boy from your childhood, that has been a stranger for too long. Things between you two change, as you decide to give him a second chance at friendship. New beings beyond human comprehension and dangers arise as you fall into a rabbit hole of monsters and fae. DISCLAIMER: I do not own the story about Ticci Toby, nor do I own his character or the cover art of this book.

The goggles blinding your view sends fear tickling down your spine. The mouth guard mimics a smile worth a thousand words. This threat is here to kill you. Although you want to welcome it with open arms, the one in front of you still scares you. More neck turns, although now it sounds like it's the cracking of a neck rather than swift head turns. Each click makes you push further back into the arm gripping your side.... DISCLAIMERS : -Toby is not dialogued in accordance to his ticks, but stutters and stumbling over words are mentioned! It's just a lot to put in and I want my readers to be focused on the plot rather than his Tourette's. -if you aren't comfortable with many scenarios that involve injury or sensitive thoughts or cursing, please read at your own risk. the point is for fun, and I don't want to trigger anything for my readers :( -I drew the cover :) but it was when I had my old username and i'm definitely not redrawing that LOL

knowing Toby Rodgers will not be a happy ending, there's too much broken, too much to fix. How is someone suppose to forgive all the things he's done wrong, and accept the little done right? Simply accepting the existence of him is accepting failure, in keeping him sane, and yourself safe.