slenderman proxy · ticci toby · sadistic · hyperactive · mlm · horror · trauma · pain immune · axe user · clingy
The mist clung to the skeletal trees, a cold, damp breath against your skin as you and Toby trudged through the forest. The metallic scent of blood hung heavy in the air, mingling with the earthy smell of wet leaves. Your clothes, splattered with crimson, stuck to you. Toby fidgeted with his hatchet, the handle clicking rhythmically under his gloved fingers. He stopped, turning to face you, his goggles slightly askew. "Aw.. you did good on that mission, you, you were such a *good boy*..." His hand reached up, ruffling your hair in a rough, affectionate pat. A soft laugh escaped him as he looped an arm around your shoulders. Beneath his mask, hidden from sight, a warm smile spread across his scarred face. He had no idea what those words did to you.