#crayons writes

Flamingo/Albert X reader

no TW

synopsis: You are a youtuber that is apart of “Flamingo and Friends.” You, Denis, laugh, flamingo, dani, temp, paige all took a beach trip. you and Albert stayed out later than the others. not proof read lol. made this in 30 mins.

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The sound of waves crashing against the shore and sand crunching fills your ears as you lay down in the sand in the dark.

The sun has completely set, your body is sunburnt and sore, but leaving the beach is not on your agenda at the moment, you just want to lay out.

Albert walks over to you and drags you by your ankle closer to the water. You look up and laugh as the sand underneath you roughly but comfortably slides as your body drags across it.

“Get up and stop being lame we literally have the beach to ourselves.” Albert says as he dramatically drops your foot back into the sand.

“Dawg my whole body is burnt. I want to lay and listen to beach.” You say back as you dramatically sit up.

“Bro you’re literally just aura farming for no one, get up” He laughs at you.

You dramatically sigh and standup. You and albert spend roughly another hour on the beach before you both agree to wrap it up and go back to the hotel.

It’s 12:35 AM when you guys get into the hotel room. the room is split funny. there is a living area with a couch, kitchen, bathroom, and two balconies. the big room has two “single” rooms connected on either end. Paige and Dani are sleeping in one, while the boys in the other.

You and albert make your separate ways, you head to the big bathroom to shower while albert goes to the room with the other guys to shower in that bathroom.

The hot water runs down you body and you sigh as you rub all the sand and dead skin off your body in the cold water. When you see yourself in the mirror as you dry off and brush your teeth, your shoulders feel burnt from the sun and you face feels flushed.

The change of clothes feels incredible on your now clean body and you leave the bathroom. Albert is laid out on the couch with the pillow and huge blanket the hotel provided in the closet.

“Do you not wanna share the bed with temp?” you tease him

“There’s actually no more space in the beds so i’m gonna use the couch” He laughs

“Cmon man I know you want to share the full size bed with your 2 homies” You joke as you walk over to the door that leads to dani and paige’s room but the door is locked.

“no are we serious right now” You groan as you stare at the closed door. You send a text to paige and dani to see if either are awake but neither give a response.

“are you good over there?” Albert whispers from the couch as he peeks over.

“no man, the door is locked.” You reply in a whisper as you walk over to the couch. “can I sit? maybe they’ll text back I don’t want to knock on the door. it’s late” you add.

“Of course dude” Albert replies as he shifts his position to sit up on the arm of the chair and fold his legs closer to him.

Time passes as you and albert sit there in comfortable silence as you scroll on your phone.

“Lowkey can we just share the couch tonight, i’ll stay on this end.” you ask him, eyeing the sunburn all over his face.

“As long as you keep you feet AWAY from my face” He replied with fake aggression. you clown him for it and get comfortable.

Albert dramaticly takes the back cushions off the couch and throws them to the floor to give more room. Y’all lay on opposite ends of each other in the same blanket on the couch in uncomfortable silence.

“Can you stop rolling so much it’s taking away the blanket” You whine at him.

Albert huffs, frustrated with the sleeping situation but not trying to make a huge deal because it’s really not that deep.

“Yeah i’m sorry, i’ll try.” He responds blankly.

after some silence he speaks up, barely noticeable and almost a whisper. “Do you just wanna come up here?”

You sit up and look to his end of the couch. He’s slightly sat up with a soft expression, he lifts the blanket up and scoots closer to the back of the couch.

“are you serious? like is that okay?” You ask confused. What will your friends think when they wake up to see you and Albert snuggled on a couch?

“Yeah it’s just easier, only if you’re comfortable though” He replies sheepishly.

You gather your thoughts and eventually agree. You and albert toss and turn until you figure out the best method… and that is laying face to face, it’s better then spooning your friend.

You can feel his breath on your face, you keep your eyes closed to prevent any awkward eye contact.

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After what felt like only an hour of sleep. you wake up confused, as you regain your consciousness you become very aware of the situation you’re in.

Albert on his back, you draped over him, his hand over your waist. Your body burns hot as you breathe in the scent of his body wash and melt into the embrace you should definitely break out of.

Albert has always been a cute fella in your mind, he’s a little weird but it matches your weird perfectly so maybe this isn’t too bad… a win is a win.

You sink into the embrace and hope he doesn’t wake up and shove you off him in the morning.

Albert doesn’t leave that position all night.

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“oh naw, no way!” Temp giggles in a whisper as he takes a picture of you and Albert laid on each other, Albert snoring in your face.

The sun is shining and the wind whistles as it hits the windows.

Temp dramatically shakes you both and sends you jumping awake.

“what the hell?!” you yell as you look around. Temp is folded over laughing and a confused Albert stays laid next to you.. hand still on your waist.

You groan at temp. “Y’all took over the bed and dani locked the door, where else do we go?” you say groggily.

“Hey i never said you can’t share the couch, just confused on the cuddling” Temp laughs as he walks to the kitchen.

You and Albert make eye contact and he breaks it to look at his hand on your waist. His face goes hot and you sit in silence for a moment.

You tear your eyes away to check the time, leaning over Albert to grab your phone. His whole body is warm and the room feels 10 times hotter as your bodies press together. it’s only 7 am. Albert peeks the time on your phone and groans something on the lines of “oh hell no” and drags you back down.

Catching you completely by surprise as you are laid back down on his shoulder. Albert mumbles about how “temp mad he had to cuddle Dennis” and pulls you tighter then goes back to sleep.

Thanks for the request! I love doing these!

Various!Myct x Fem!Reader

Quackity, Karl, Sapnap, Caseoh, and tommyinnit

Quackity

-Quackity would definitely play roblox with you

-Quackity likes terrorizing little kids on any roblox game you guys play.

-Definitely hides behind you in horror games and beg you to go first.

-“NO NO I CANT GO!” he would yell with fake sadness and fear as he hides his character behind yours.

-In any combat game or any game where you can kill other players , he stays spawn camping you, he definitely targets you. until you finally kill him and he gets salty about it lmao

-He hates streaming it because fans keep trying to join and lagging whatever game you guys are playing.

Karl jacob’s

-Karl loves roblox, he probably begs you to play with him.

-Karl only likes the obbys though, like the goofy “2000 levels!” or the cart ride games.

-will definitely get sapnap to play with you guys, and it ends up with them jumping you in every game.

-Yall definitely stay up all night playing games and yelling about them over a discord call, The stream is like 6 hours atp

Sapnap

-Sapnap didn’t want to at first. thought he was too good for a “children’s game”

-Once you showed him the home page and all the games you and your fans like he caved.

-He has a love for the shooter and racing games. always making you play at least 3 rounds with him if you guys log onto roblox.

-Hates obbys. absolutely despises them, definitely complaining about every time you or Karl have the audacity to mutter the word “Obby”

-Secretly loves dress to impress, he will never admit it though

CaseOh (why not)

-100% yes. if anything he’s asking you to play roblox with him

-caseoh isn’t the best at minecraft either so you’re not alone

-He makes you play dress to impress for HOURSS

-he’s definitely down for horror games, loves playing the Mimic, even though he rages at it so much.

Tommyinnit

-Definitely takes some convincing

-He’s traumatized from the few times he’s played with Schlatt and jack

-He only plays the stupid games that make zero sense

the knight is named so it’s kinda OC but if you rlly want to , it can be whoever you imagine.

synopsis: Princess Y/n attends a family friend’s royal ball. While taking a breather in the garden, y/n meets one of their knights and gets to chatting, eventually slipping away and wandering the castle with him

The royal hall roared with music, chatter, and laughter. The faint sound of glasses clashing and forks scraping could be heard to the attentive ear.

The man on the piano played gracefully, his fingers dancing with every note and flowing beautifully with the orchestra. The pianist face showed pure bliss and adoration for his music, as did Y/n's.

She was soaking in the beautiful music and atmosphere. loving the vibe she never gets tired of. Her family, the Bauer's, were invited to the Meyers annual ball. Both families were friends and have a long history. They attend each others balls and formals every year, their children practically grew up together.

Both families were chatting and discussing plans for their kingdoms, children, vacations, etc. Y/n didn't pay much mind to the chatter and focused her attention onto the music.

"Miss. Y/n here, is still looking for her a love, yes?"- Mrs. Belle asks your mother.

"Well of course, we aren't pressuring her though." Your mother responds, hoping Mrs. Belle doesn't continue pushing her son onto your roster.

The mention of your name caught your attention and you focused into the conversation. Mrs. Belle, like your mother had expected, brought up her son Kacey.

"Well, you do know that Kacey is a good boy, he is my son after all." Mrs. Belle teases with a laugh. Your mother laughs it off as well, not wanting it to continue, but not wanting to be rude either. "Oh yes, we love Kacey, how could we not?" Your mother responds.

You laughed along with them. "Yeah, Kacey is great, he's like a brother to me!" you add. The brother comment hit Mrs. Belle like a brick. She doesn't know why you stomp the romance before it can bloom. She mainly wants your beautiful genetics and family name, but she won't admit that part, especially not to your mother...

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You managed to get away from the group to go snag a few snacks and cheese cubes from the charcuterie table. As you reached for another toothpick, Kacey grabs it before you.

"Umm... Ma'am, what do you think this is? Charity?" He jokes with a sassy tone.

"Oh shut up and give me that." You laugh back while taking it from him. He puts on a fake shock and bring his hand to his chest. You guys have always had this sort of bond, constantly teasing each other since birth.

"So, you like my party?" He ask, back to his normal voice, while picking some grapes.

You turn and look at all the well dressed people dancing and chatting, then direct your eyes back to Kacey. "Nah." You shrug, trying not to grin but failing to as a huge smile breaks your face.

Kacey grins back, "Wow, you must really think you're funny." He teases. You two exchange banter and conversation for a little longer before his dad drags him off to meet a girl his mother found. Kacey hates this, he always has. If he wanted a girlfriend, he'd go get one. Kacey reluctantly follows his dad after telling you bye.

You watch as Kacey uncomfortably interacts with the girl to please his mother, the poor girl didn't even seem interested in Kacey, almost looking mad that Mrs. Belle convinced her to do this. Kacey is far from ugly, wavy shoulder length black hair with a strong face and green eyes, always well dressed and mannered in these situations.

You looked away from your friend's struggle, to not embarrass him any more then he already is. You walk away from the snack table to the nearest exit, your heels clicking with every step. Kacey eyed you as you left, wishing you'd come save him and confused to where you're leaving to.

You stepped out the back door without being stopped or called. The outside garden was beautiful and spayed out farther than you could see. Beautiful trees, bushes, and flowers placed in such an intricate way.

You followed a stone path that led you to another clearing in the yard, but as you got closer, the sound of water got louder. In the clearing stood a beautiful fountain. Towards the back were walls and windows of the castle, a few vines and flowers ran along the walls.

The moonlight lit up the clearing almost perfectly. You walked over to the fountain and took a seat on the edge, facing the yard. The music from inside could faintly be heard.

"Oh, hello there." A velvety german accent calls out, startling you. You turn and face the voice and you're met with the most handsome face you've seen in a while.

He stands tall, 6'4'' ish, with short, curly, black hair. He stands in full knight armor, minus his helmet. He has a straight nose with the slightest bump, perfect teeth, hazel eyes, finished with a set and defined jaw line. You stare at him, taking in all his features.

"Hi, sorry am I not supposed to be here?" You quickly question after zoning back in, scared that you're intruding on anything you shouldn't be. "Oh no, no. I assure you're not. May I sit?" He responds while pointing next to you.

"Yeah go ahead." you respond with relief. "Are you one of their knights?" You add. "Yes, I am, you're from the Bauer's right?" He responds with a grin.

Confusion hits your brain and it shows on your face. "Yes... How'd you know that?" You question with nervous laughter. "I've seen you around here, you may not have seen me, but that's kinda the point with the whole knight thing" He laughs.

"OH" You laugh back. "I didn't think of that." You add. He laughs along with you, studying all your features.

"Yeah, don't worry Y/N, I know you" He says teasing you.

"Oh well then, what's your name sir?" You respond with fake sass.

"My apologies to such royalty, it's Mark." He responds with joking sadness, with a hand over his heart. You both laugh at the silliness.

“Ever seen the castle? like other than the ball room and a few other rooms?” He adds while looking at one of the outer walls.

“Only a few rooms, I try not to be nosey.” You respond while staring at the flower bush, watching as the wind sways the delicate petals.

“Wanna be nosey?” He asks with a grin, tilting his head to face you. You mimic his gaze and think on what he asked. “Why not, as long as you don’t get me in trouble.” You say with a smile.

“I would never” He teases as he stands up, taking your hand. The unexpected touch sends shivers up your arm.

He leads you guys to another back entrance of the castle, slowly opens the door, and leads you guys in. The hall you enter is beautiful and has tall walls. The walls have small indents in them, creating a mantel that holds a intricate candle holders and decorations.

You follow behind him as he leads you through the hallway. After a few twist and turns, you find yourself in a small circular room that has a stone, spiral, staircase in it.

"you expect me to walk these stairs... with this dress and heels?" You laugh out with nervousness while pointing at the stair case.

He looks at you with a mischievous grin, "Oh I'm sorry pretty lady." He responds before scooping you up into his arms bridal style.

Your face goes red at the unexpected gesture but the cool metal of his armor on you arm sends chills down your body. Mark looks down at your red face, taking in your beautiful features, the eye contact makes you nervous and you quickly look away.

Mark softly laughs at you and begins taking the steps. Once at the top of the stairs, Mark sets you back down on your feet , leaving his hand on you hip for a few seconds, lingering on your soft dress.

The room in front of you was beautiful, the walls were a royal blue with intricate gold foil patterns across the blue. the room was curved and the ceiling was high and ended in a point. A small chandelier hung in the center. There was a big, open, window that looked over the castles pond.

Your heels clicked on the tile floor as you walked to the window, Mark behind you. You jaw slacked as you looked out at the view. the sound of the fountain was distant and the cool wind hit your face, blowing your hair back.

"Your castle doesn't have this?" Mark teased while placing his hand onto your lower back.

"No, It does not, this is so pretty." You say in awe. Your castle is surrounded by beautiful trees and foliage. You see deer and small bears on a daily, never beautiful ponds with swans and fish.

Mark pushes your hair behind your ear, "I wouldn't want your mother to get worried that someone stole you." He says quietly to you.

"yeah... let's go back, I fear it may be time for me to go soon." You respond sadly, while looking back at him, not wanting this feeling to end.

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You were right, it was time to go. You said your goodbyes and thanks to Kacey's family as you left the main entrance of the castle. Each step down the small stairs made you sad, knowing you were leaving Mark.

A few knights stood outside the castle, guarding of course. You couldn’t figure out which one was Mark.

"Gosh!, about time you get out of my castle!" Kacey fake groans once he spots you outside the castle. The sudden interaction snapped you back into realty.

"Yeah well, your party sucked, I'm never coming back." You respond with the same joking attitude. Both of you burst out in laughter and hug each other goodbye.

"so, how'd it go with that girl?" You tease, knowing he hated it and probably didn't talk to her long.

"Umm... no, just no. She's sweet and pretty but did not like me, which is fine because I didn't like her either." He laughs, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Oh yeah, I could tell. very obvious." You tease. "Make sure to actuality write me back, Left me with no trace of you for a few months." You say with fake sternness

"I'll think about it" He responds with fake sass and an eye roll. Kacey walks you to your carriage and chats with your parents for a little bit before a knight walks over to your carriage to shut the door and secure the lock.

You and the knight make eye contact, it's Mark , He sends you a wink before walking away. The wink sends a rush down your spine. The carriage moving startles you back to reality.

Dr strange x f!reader

i usually stay away from pregnancy tropes bc my OCD makes me uncomfortable with it lol but this idea won’t get out of my head! enjoy

Strange comes back from the blip to find out he has a child!

notes! pregnancy, mentions of rough pregnancy, mention of miscarriage but no miscarriage dw, reader is sorceress supreme, idk how time works btw, slight angst?

You found out about your pregnancy a few weeks after everyone dissipated from the blip. You were in shock to say the least. raising a child on your own while actively fighting to save the world every week.

You were scared that all the fighting and battles would cause a miscarriage. Crying and stressing after every fight that your baby would pass.

You and Strange weren’t opposed to having children, you just didn’t expect to get pregnant 3 weeks before he blipped away.

Wong was amazing help throughout the whole pregnancy process. He spent months learning Stephen’s signature so he can put it on the birth certificate since Strange wasn’t there to do it.

The pregnancy was rough, constantly sick and with a loss of appetite. You blamed it on the constant action you were involved in.

The avengers that didn’t blip threw you a huge baby shower and got you out of your bad headspace as your due date got closer.

The birth was miserable and you had to do it alone since you couldn’t get in contact with Wong. He showed up after the birth with a thousand apologies and helped you as much as he could after.

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Alana Strange never let you stop telling her stories about her dad. She was her father’s #1 fan, insisted on taking her Dr. Strange lunchbox to school everyday and telling everyone how awesome her dad was.

You made sure she knew who her dad was and all that he stood for. You never told her there was a possibility he wouldn’t come back, you didn’t have the heart to, you just hoped and prayed he would return.

“Momma, is daddy coming back soon?” She ask as you tie her shoes for school.

“I’m not sure baby, i can’t make any promises. I don’t know how this whole blip thing works” You sigh out. wishing nothing more but for your child to have her father.

Alana didn’t understand that he was alive but just not here. she couldn’t comprehend it and it continued to frustrate her.

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After a miserable fight with thanos, You and wong returned to the sanctum. Both of you exhausted and beat up. blood running down your face and your knuckles ached from the bruises forming.

As you step foot at the top of the stairs. 4 year old Alana ran over to you worried that she’d lose you to. Your sanctum assistant stayed with her while you were gone.

“I was scared you not come back” Alana whispers as you hold her close. Hearing your child scared that she’d lose both her parents truly broke your heart.

“I know, I’m sorry I left you scared” You reply as you smooth down her hair and trying to hold yourself together.

“You look rou-“ Alana stops mid sentence and stares behind you. with confusion you turn around to make eye contact with a confused Stephen Strange.

You’re in shock wondering how you didn’t notice him during the fight. You stand up and open a portal to Alana’s bedroom.

“Go to bed honey, it’s late” You tell her while rushing her through the portal.

“mom no i want to see him!!” She whines.

“I know I know. let me talk to him , I promise I won’t keep him away from you.” You reply while closing the portal.

Strange stares at you with an unreadable expression, his jaw is slacked and his forehead is tense. Neither of you say a word until Strange clears the air.

“…Now i don’t want to assume anything adulterous… but…” He says slowly trying to not work himself up. His body filling with disgust at the thought of his wife having a baby with another man right after he leaves.

“no no! Stephen that’s your daughter… our daughter” you respond quickly, trying not to get upset over his assumption to you cheating.

“Are you sure? how, i’ve been gone for 5 years!” He says loudly, getting angry.

You take a slight step back and a deep breath, you understand where he’s coming from and you’re keeping calm as best as you can.

“I was 3 weeks when all of you dissipated from the blip. I’ve been doing this on my own..” You say quietly staring at the floor.

Stephan stares at you not saying a word. He trust you but this is shocking information for someone who was non existent for 5 years and came back to immediately fight Thanos.

he makes his way over to you and cradles your face, making you look at him

“does she know about me?” He ask you softly.

“Yeah” you breath out “She’s your biggest fan” you continue with a slight laugh, causing Stephen to smile at you.

“She insists on taking her Dr.Strange lunchbox to school every day” You add with a laugh.

“School? she’s in school?” Stephen questioned. confused how his 4 year old is already in school.

“Yeah she was a smart cookie and got to skip pre-K” You say with a sassy flare.

“she’s also very good at talking, loves to talk actually” you add while admiring the scars on stephen’s hands.

“Well with you as her mother I would assume she’s quite the talker” Stephan teases you.

You step away from Stephen while laughing to open a portal to y’all’s shared closet. Both stepping through, you walk over to the chest in the closet full of keep sakes.

You hand him a book full of ultra sound pictures and you take out the photo book of all Alana’s baby pictures.

Stephen analyzed every picture and video you showed him. He was mentally beating himself up over you having to do this alone. He knows there was nothing he could’ve done but it still hurts him as you tell him how traumatic your whole pregnancy was.

“There’s nothing either of us could’ve done. I’m not mad at you.” You sooth to Stephen as he rambles on about how sorry he is.

“It’s okay. I wasn’t too alone, Wong spent 3 months learning your signature so he can forge it on the birth certificate” you say laughing loud as you point at the birth certificate framed on the wall.

“Oh my goodness he has it perfectly, I’m scared, I think i need a new signature…” Stephen laughs out as he leans close analyzing the ink, trying to act like he’s serious but failing terribly.

“All of us need to rest, we can have a silly family reunion in the morning.” You say with a big smile as you put everything back in its place.

She/Her used a few times.

Triggers: mentions of death, angst, kinda long.

Sam and Colby finally approached the manor they were scheduled to investigate. The manor stood tall, hidden by the fog. The bricks were dirty and covered in vines, the windows filthy with spider webs and dust. The grass was high, a slim path from others walking to and from the manor was visible.

The manor held a mysterious aura that Sam and Colby immediately felt. It sent shivers down their spine. They both brush it off as cold weather giving them the jitters.

Colby was still saddened by your death. You sit on his mind constantly, always thinking of what he could've done differently, what you guys would be doing now, and the future you guys could've had.

Sam knew Colby was hurt, even though Colby doesn't like to show it or admit it. Colby doesn't want to burden his friend with his issues, even though it would never burden Sam.

Sam could see the hurt in Colbys eyes and antics. Colby loved you, losing your partner of 5 years to death is not easy to move on from. Colby searched for you in everything he did, hoping to never forget you, as if he could forget you.

You remained on earth, the spiritual part at least, roaming through the world trapped in the spirit realm. You spent your days following Colby and traveling around, hoping to find the answer to what is keeping you trapped down here.

Colby was unaware of you following him, you would try to touch him, to get him to notice, but he just brushed it off as something unimportant. Colbys years of ghost hunting has desensitized him to things like that, him not liking any further into them other than a spiritual attachment.

Sam and Colby settled into the main room of the manor, putting their bags down and looking around the dusty and dim room.

"Im digging this vibe dude." Sam laughs out.

"Ah, nothing says "vibe" like dust and spiders." Colby laughs back while digging through his bag.

"Aye, that was Y/n's vibe." Sam responds back.

Colby freezes slightly, but laughs it off. You stand slightly to the side of Colby, feeling how tense he is and how Sam's comment effected him. You wished with every bone in your body that you could just hug him and make everything normal again.

Sam and Colby exchanged conversation about the plan for this ghost hunt while setting up cameras and hunting equipment. Sam set up a REM pod next to where you were located. After he turned it on, it immediately went off due to your presence.

Sam and Colby immediately look at the REM pod in silence, glancing to each other. You quickly step away, causing it to go silent. The boys continue to stand in silence before Colby grabs another communication device.

"If it was a spirit that made the REM pod go off, can you do it again?" Sam speaks up

"We come in peace, with no intention to harm you or any others in here." Colby adds.

The boys have done this so many times, but the first interaction in every hunt always startles them.

You think on what they said, debating if you should reach out, not ready to face a conversation with Colby, but you budge and touch the REM pod twice, signaling a yes.

Sam and Colby get excited, not expecting this much paranormal activity this soon. They look at each other with big grins on their faces.

"Amazing, thank you so much!" Colby responds. "Did you die in here?" Colby adds, trying to get insight on the spirit they are communicating with, not knowing it was you.

You tap the REM pod once for a no. Sam and Colby look confused to this response, confused as to why and how you got here if you didn't have any attachment to this manor.

You study both of their faces, taking in the confusion and debating if you should add more, scared to affect their grief. You mentally beat yourself up for reaching back. Now you're too far in.

"Set up the Estes method, I'll get in." Colby tells Sam as he pulls up a chair in front of the table.

Sam gets all the gear for the method, helping Colby get set up.

Once in the Estes method, Sam introduces the method and what they will do, but you already know everything about their methods.. how could you forget those things? It's essentially apart of your boyfriend's job.

"How did you get here?" Sam ask you while looking around the room.

"followed" you and Colby say, Colby speaking for you. Colby has a look of confusion on his face as he relays your words.

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After a bit of back and forth, confusion, and suspicion between all parties, Sam finally ask the question. "Who is this..?"

"y/n..." you respond. Colby doesn't relay the message to Sam, instead he sits there, mouth agape, and frozen. Not knowing if that's actually what he heard, hoping it was just a play on his ears.

Colby quietly lets out an "Y/n..." Sam isn't shocked. from one of your first responses, he figured it was you, he just didn't want to believe it.

"hey Y/n, Its nice to hear from you" Sam replies with a breath of relief, hoping to make your feel more comfortable.

"hello.. I think I'm stuck?" you respond, hoping your words go through.

"hello, stuck?" Colby relays. "Is she stuck??" Colby adds in a panic. The last thing Colby wanted was you stuck on this earth to suffer longer then you already have.

"yes" you respond, Colby relays the message with tears forming in his eyes. "Sam how do we get her out?" Colby adds in a panic.

"Hey it's okay, we'll get her out." Sam assures Colby. Colby sightly loosens up at his friends words.

You touch Colbys shoulder, causing him to jump at the cold feeling. You quickly pull back, scared to make his state worse.

"she just touched me..."Colby whispers, wishing he didn't scare you off. craving your touch more than he has in the past year you've been gone.

"let me go." You say, hoping Colby moving on will set you free, from whatever this is.

"what? no I d can't" Colby responds franticly. Sam looks confused , not knowing the conversation you guys are holding.

"Colby, you have too.. I'll be stuck here until you do.." you respond with sadness in your voice. You're now sitting next to him.

Colby sheds a few tears while thinking about letting you go, scared that he will forget you, or he will never see you again. Sam looks at Colby, full of sympathy, but choosing to not interfere.

"how do I let you go..?" Colby ask, ready to let you rest.

"Just accept it Colby, I love you. Say the words" you respond while leaning on his shoulder. Colby accepted the cold touch as a final gesture. "I love you Y/n.. You can rest now." Colby responds with a shaky voice.

Your 'body' feels like static.. like peace, as you slowly dissipate into nothing but energy, welcoming the warmth that frees you from your frozen chains.

possible trigger warnings for axes, blood, cuts, bruises, and murder. not descriptive, just mentioned.

-Toby rarely cleans his axes, They have months of old blood and dirt caked on to them.

-I don’t believe that toby is this “smol bean” “wittle guy” or wtv people make him out to be. He’s a grown man that has murdered people, let’s keep it real (sorry lol)

-Toby sticks to himself and occasionally opens up to masky or hoodie, but keeping the details to a minimum.

-When Jeff is bored he’ll tease toby on his stutter but gets quickly shut down when Toby threatens him.

-His favorite food is pot roast, it reminds him of when his mother cooked it.

-He hates, like HATES, beans. He can’t stand the texture and smell. no matter how they are cooked, who cooked them, or what they are cooked in, don’t dare to offer him any. He’ll give you the most disgusted look ever.

“Uhm… no thanks..” He says with evident disgust plastered on his face

-He’s rarely at the manor. He’s always out doing something. Missions or just random side things he wants to go on.

-His room is neat, just cluttered. He probably collects rocks and stones he likes and has them in a little wooden box from hobby lobby or smth.

-He has a backup axe that’s propped up in his room with a cover over the blade.

-i say back up, but it’s really an axe he was gifted and is too scared to ruin because it has beautiful carvings on the wood. It was a gift from Ben.

-He’s very experienced with weapons. over the years masky and hoodie have taught him things about them, in exchange he’s taught them his strategies.

-speaking of strategies. He’s mastered masking his tics and in the process mastered his stealth, it’s hard to be sneaky when you have a tic disorder.

-Toby loves nature and staying out late. He finds the empty nights calming and it’s his therapy, being able to be alone in a calming environment.

He traced your scent for miles. retracing every step you took that day till it led him to you, sprawled out on your bed.

Jack immediately walked over to you, picking you up with ease and carrying you out of your house. no personal belongings, no goodbyes, he didn’t care. You were his.

TW: mentions of blood and axes!

Toby is definitely an unhinged boyfriend. He doesn’t hold back on his personality or how he truly thinks of you.

“Ya’know i love you?” He mutters as he tilts your chin up with the blunt side of his axe that’s dripping blood. Him not caring about the scared look in your eyes.

Toby would be the type of boyfriend to bring you dead flowers a lot. not on purpose of course, he’ll get them while out on missions and or he’ll forget he got them, eventually it becomes y’all’s little thing.