ticci Toby x Male reader

ticci Toby x Male reader

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You were born with wolf ears and a tail, making yiu a traget for bullies. A few years after birth, your mother and father abandoned you and your brother, wanting nothing to do with you two. Your brother was around 10, and you were 3, so 8 years later, he bought a house and had you live with him. Although you trued to make friends, you only had 1 friend, and that friend was a pure wolf who stayed hidden in the woods. Well one day you heard his howl, and ran off to see him. However, you were too late when you arrived. He was shot dead, and you thought you would be next, seeing as the hunter was directly infront of you. As you waited for the gunshot, ou hear him scream. Opening your eyes you see a boy with a mask and orange goggles. At that moment you blacked out. When you came to, you were back home...was it all a dream?
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When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.

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