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Toby - Trust In Me

I was listening to “Trust In Me” and this idea popped into my head so why not write it for a change! 

Curse you Scarlett Johansson for inspiring me with your beautiful voice.

Summary: Toby had gotten himself lost in the forest, nothing new to the boy, but also not something great. The forest was full of dangerous creatures of all different kinds, and, well, when one takes an interest in him, will Toby make the choice to escape, or will he have to submit to his fate?

Warnings: 16+, Naga!Reader, Yandere themes, Reader is very cunning and manipulative and can read Toby like a book, and Toby allows himself to fall for it, A very passionate makeout that leads to Toby getting excited but nothing sexual happens, This could be taken as hypnotizing or Toby fully consenting of sound mind, Whichever you prefer

Toby didn’t know how long it had been since he’d gotten lost. He had been on a mission and been interrupted by some enemy killers, and as he had darted off to escape them he had ended up wandering into an area of the forest he had never been in before. Here, he was surrounded by thick, dark foliage, with no vision of the sky; just the area surrounding him. He was thankful Tim had forced him to take a flashlight with him that night because if he hadn’t he surely would’ve been in pitch black darkness.

Despite the darkness of the forest around him, it was alive with the sounds of the night. Trees and their leaves rustling, the scampering of paws across the ground, the snapping of twigs, the whistle of the wind, and Toby’s own footsteps and bated breath. He mused that it had to have at least been an hour or so since he’d gotten lost, but in some parts of the Underworld time tended to flow differently, and so he wasn’t sure anymore with no sky to go off of for indication, all he could do was continue trudging forward.

Aside from the animals scampering along the ground, Toby figured that he’d have to be alone out here; after all, he couldn’t sense any other presences, and he hadn’t seen any indications of footprints. He’d hardly noticed the own heaving in his chest, being so focused on his surroundings, it wasn’t until he caught the smell of blood in the air that he had halted, looking around for any signs of life, and yet he didn’t see anything. It wasn’t until he glanced towards the ground that he noticed the blood was pouring out of him, vines tangled around his legs, thorns stabbing into him.

As he bent down to pull them off, he noticed nearly too late what the vines were; a breed of a poisonous plant common in the Underworld, one extremely deadly to humans, and Toby had been injected with said poison. It was then that he felt the throbbing in his head, and the tiredness of his eyes set in as he struggled to remove the vines coiled around him, yet as his hands weakly grabbed at the plant, he felt himself falling to the side, his body hitting the ground with a thud, his consciousness fading.

If he’d been awake any longer, he just might have noticed the other presence that had been there all along, so close to him, so observant, he might have heard the light and airy chuckles as the being approached him, felt the touch of their skin on his body as they carried him away.

…

Eventually, Toby felt his consciousness fading back in. He expected his body to feel heavy, for his head to throb, the sign of the pain he couldn’t feel, and yet; he felt perfectly fine, minus the heaviness that remained in his eyelids. He shifted around, and realized he was not on the forest floor, but instead resting on something soft, and as he finally forced his eyes open, he realized he was resting upon a hammock. He shifted, looking over his form, and noting that the once bleeding wounds on his legs were wrapped tightly in fresh bandages.

“Ah… So you’ve finally woken up, hm? I was beginning to wonder if you’d ever wake again.” Your voice echoed around the room, light and airy, and Toby found himself looking around, trying to locate you.

“Wh-where are you?? Who a-are you?” Toby’s voice was nowhere near as intimidating as he would have hoped, but he couldn’t help the nervousness coursing through his veins. He took in the surroundings of the room he was in better and realized he was in a large, open room, one with holes of different sizes in the walls, like a tunnel system.

“I assure you, I mean you no harm, little one. I just merely brought you back to my den to patch you up, to keep you safe.” It was then that Toby heard it, nearly covered up by the resounding melody of your voice; the slithering of scales along the interior of the surrounding area.

“Can you show y-yourself?” Toby’s voice was smaller, but more even now, and he curled in on himself in the hammock, still looking around, looking in the holes to try and spot you.

“Most people don’t always like looking at us, so I thought it would be more preferred to hide away, but if you wish…” Your voice was decadent and luscious, and Toby felt himself being tugged along with every word. It was then that he looked up, noticing you perching in a hole in the ceiling above him, a soft smile upon your face, a golden shine in your eyes that vanished just as soon as it appeared.

You moved down from your spot above him, sliding down the wall to reveal your tail, and Toby felt himself swallowing nervously as he watched you. He guessed that you had to be at least 20 feet long, if not more than that; the iridescent scales making up your tail shining in a way that was almost hypnotizing as you curled around the support of the hammock, placing yourself near Toby as he crept away from you, causing you to smile, revealing the fangs hidden within your mouth.

“Don’t be scared, little one, I won’t bite… Well, unless you want me to.” You chuckled, reaching a clawed hand out, delicately holding the side of his face. “I just wanted to make sure that you would be safe, cared for…” Toby felt himself being hypnotized by your words, and he didn’t know if it was you doing it or if it was just your natural allure, but he didn’t care.

“Why would you do that for me?” His question was genuine, and it made a smile bloom on your face, one that had his heart racing, even though he knew he didn’t want it to.

“Well, what kind of creature would I be if I just left you there to die, hm? And it’s not often that humans come to my part of the woods, and, well- after being so lonely for so long, I couldn’t help but offer a helping hand.” You tenderly stroked your thumb over his cheek, and it took every fiber of Toby’s being to not lean into your touch.

“I couldn’t just leave you all alone, you know?” You adjusted yourself so that you were resting in the hammock now as well, closer to Toby, and you leaned forward a bit to glance over him. “Do you by any chance have somewhere to return to? Someone to return to?” You drew out your words, and Toby felt himself swallowing again.

“I… I do have a place to return to.” Toby looked over you, and he could sense the sadness in your form, and he can’t tell if it’s faked or real.

“And… Someone?” You put more emphasis on the word this time, and he felt his cheeks burning red.

“I do-don’t have s-someone.” He shifted nervously, and you smiled at him again, happiness seeming to radiate off of you at his answer.

“You know, you could always stay here, keep me company… It’s comfortable here, you know? And I would always take care of you, always keep you safe…” You began to drag out the end of your sentences, using the allure of your voice to your advantage, and damn, as much as Toby hated to admit it, he could feel himself falling for it, and the half-lidded look you were giving him wasn’t helping anything.

“Oh… I don’t know..” Toby chuckled a bit at the end, but as you moved closer again, he didn’t move away either. Despite the general care he received at the mansion, it had been a while since someone had doted on him like this, and… He was enjoying it.

“Calm on… You can trust in me. If I had wanted to do anything to you, wouldn’t I have already done it? After all, I discovered you unconscious, and yet I brought you back here and fixed up your wounds, even taking care of that poison for you. Would I do that if I wanted to cause harm?” You fluttered your lashes, and Toby felt like he was losing himself in the sight of you.

“I suppose not…” He couldn’t disagree with you; he was very well aware of what you were, aware that you could have killed him in an instant if you wanted to, and you hadn’t, meaning he wasn’t prey.

That thought seemed to make a realization punch Toby directly in the face, and it clicked in his mind; you didn’t choose him as prey or for a quick meal, no, you were considering him a possible mate. That had him swallowing and turning red all over again. You smiled at him, and Toby knew that you understood why he turned red, that you were aware that he had finally realized what you were aiming for.

“So…? Will you stay..?” You were practically resting against him now, your upper body hovering just barely above him. He cleared his throat, although he made no motions to move, and he seemed to be considering your offer seriously, something that made you inwardly grin.

“Although, you know… If you do make the decision to stay, you won’t be getting away from me.” That golden shimmer appeared in your eyes again,  and Toby sucked in a deep breath, before asking something that would catch even you off guard.

“Can I kiss you?” His question was innocent, and it had your eyes widening in shock, although you chuckled deeply, fluttering your lashes at him again.

“Will that help you make your decision?” You teasingly asked him, and he nodded, face and ears flushed bright red as he struggled to not avert his eyes in embarrassment. You hummed, before closing the gap between the two of you, pressing your lips to his.

The kiss started off innocent enough, slow and filled with passion, but as you worked your fingers into Toby’s hair, tugging on the strands, you felt him shiver beneath you, and as he whined into the kiss you let out a chuckle, wanting to see how else he would react. You deepened the kiss, pushing your torso firmly into his, maneuvering your tail to coil around Toby. His arms found their way to your hips, and although he was aware he was being coiled, something that could end badly, he wanted to do as you said; he wanted to trust you.

You tightened and relaxed your grip around him with your tail, binding the two of you together and finding all of the sensitive areas along his body. As you continued to kiss him he continued to get more and more worked up, and when you slipped your tongue into his mouth he practically keened, his fingers digging into your scales. After a few moments, you began to slowly pull away from him, resting your arms on his shoulders as you leaned up to glance down at him, although keeping your tail coiled around him.

“You seemed to enjoy that.” You chuckled darkly, and it sent another shiver through Toby, but; he couldn’t deny it. His hair was messy and out of place, his skin was flushed red, and it was quite obvious to you that he had definitely enjoyed it a bit more than he should have, from the hardness pressing against the start of your tail. Toby hummed beneath you, trying to catch his breath and calm his racing heartbeat.

“So, little one,” You cooed at him, leaning down to whisper into his ear, “Will you stay?” Trembles raced through him as you scraped your fangs against the nape of his neck, and he nodded weakly against you.

“I’ll do it, I’ll stay.” He couldn’t believe the words coming from his mouth, that he had just decided such a thing, but at that moment the decision just felt so right, so natural, especially when he felt you smile against his neck.

When he felt you sink your fangs into him, marking him and claiming him as yours before running your tongue over the wound, Toby thought he just might faint from the pleasure you were giving him. If this was how he was going to die, he thought, well; that just might not be so bad.

Uh-oh (OLD)

[Toby]: This day blows.

[Y\n]: Aw Toby, it’ll be okay. 

[Toby]: No I mean, literally, this day blows. Cody’s in the kitchen again.

[Y\n]: Oh shi—

Entire oven suddenly explodes

[Y\n]:

[Toby]:

[Tim, from four rooms away]: CODY!

[Cody, from in the kitchen]: I’m okay!

Yippee

I’ve done it peeps, I’ve created another blog. I’m not entirely sure what I’m planning on posting on there yet, but it will definitely be about Marble Hornets, as I mentioned in a previous post. Maybe like headcanons, theories, scenarios, x readers, ya know, the norm.

NO CREEPYPASTA. Don’t get me wrong, I love Creepypasta, but things about Marble Hornets should STAY strictly Marble Hornets. I do enjoy crossovers, as you probably already know, but no Creepypasta allowed on my Marble Hornets blog. It’s a MARBLE HORNETS blog for a reason.

Feel free to check it out if you wish. You can send in questions, your thoughts on the series, requests for.... whatever. Your imagination is the limit!

But before you ask, NO, I do not ship Brian and Tim, or Alex and Jay, or any other of the popular MH ships. That is a series about mystery and revenge and creepy stalkers, and I feel like romantic relationships just wouldn’t fit in well with it. They don’t fit in well with it, and one of the main reasons of that is because of all the conflict between each character. 

I mean, even if there were some romance between them, it was long gone by the time the series ended. Brian hated Tim, Jay disliked Tim, Tim disliked Brian (or Hoody, I guess), and everyone hated Alex. So yes. No romance there.

Anywho, here it is: @krystal-sylph

There isn’t a lot of content on there yet, but stay tuned and hopefully there will be more out soon.

This should be illegal (OLD)

[Hoody]: Walks into the kitchen

[Cody]: Pouring orange juice over dry Frosted Flakes

[Hoody]: Freezes What... what the actual hell are you doing.

[Cody]: Looks up innocently What do you mean?

[Hoody]: Are you... are you pouring orange juice into your cereal?

[Cody]: Blinks Yes...?

[Hoody]: ...

[Cody]: ...

[Hoody]: You sick freak.

[Cody]: But—

[Hoody]: Don’t. Turns away 

[Hoody]: I can’t even look at you.

[Cody]: You’re too sensitive.

[Hoody]: No, I have common sense.

[Cody]: At least I don’t eat kidneys and other human organs!

[Hoody]: I would rather eat kidneys.

[Cody]: Now that’s just gross.

[Hoody]: And dumping orange juice on cereal isn’t?

[Cody]: Nope! You should actually try it sometime.

[Hoody]: Over my dead body.

[Cody]: Now you’re just being negative.

[Hoody]: I don’t have time for your disturbing idiocy. Leaves kitchen

[Cody]: Rolls eyes What a drama queen.

[Cody]: Proceeds to eat his orange juice-Frosted Flakes combination without a care in the world

Oh, Jeffery...

[Y\n]: Steps out in some cute outfit

[Jeff]: Blushes

[Jeff]: O-oh, wow. You look pretty.

[Y\n]: W-what?

[Jeff, sweating]: Uhh, I said you look shitty. See ya later. Swiftly walks away

[Y\n]: ...