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mythicalmyles · 3 days ago

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Cody and Tim don’t get to work together much, but when they do they make a dream team.

(TW: Sub!Male!Reader, Drug use(Weed) also reader is lightly drugged by cody, Noncon, Threats, Knife kink, degredation, feminisation, cuck masky, nipple play, spit roasting, noncon filming)

Things had been weird in your town for a while now, it was a rather large town but still a decent amount of people knew each other. It was completely surrounded by a forest with miles and miles before the next civilization. There had been a lot of murders lately, people killed in their beds. Some while out with friends.

Things were tense between your college class, everyone on edge after four dorms had been broken into. Seven students had also lost kidneys. Rumours of a cannibal fled throughout the city, from the workplace to the classrooms panicked words had spread.

You and your friends had found some news clippings about an old abandoned asylum in the woods from the local library. Your eldest friend Arron had had the bright idea of going to it, you had all stupidly agreed.

You tried not to scream when a hand suddenly landed on your shoulder, twisting around quick enough to give yourself whiplash. "Woah! Calm down man." Arron chuckled, pulling back with his arms raised. "You shouldn't scare people like that." He at least had the decency to look apologetic, hand coming up to mess with his light brown hair. "Yeah, dick move." A feminine voice suddenly spoke up, smacking him on the shoulder. Lauren’s eyebrows were furrowed, plucked thin. She flipped her hair over her shoulder, chunky highlights a stark blonde against her natural dark hair. She crossed her arms, looking at the forest and pursing her lips.

You could feel the nervousness dripping off of her, surprised she had even came. "Hey guys." You turned to the other voice before you could answer Lauren, her girlfriend and her little brother fast approaching. Aaliyah was short and full of sunshine, a polar opposite to the asshole persona her lover put on for everyone. After you exchanged greetings you began making your way into the forest, tightening your bag against your shoulder.

It had taken almost an hour of walking and you were ready to call it quits, chest feeling tighter with every step. "God, stop for a minute." You called out, swinging your bag off of your shoulders and dropping to your knees. You began unzipping the bag and pulling out your rolling stuff. "Well, thank god I'm not the only one." Lauren called out with relief, dropping her Juicy couture bag to the forest floor. She squatted down to sort her own rolling stuff, it wasn't long before the rest of the group followed suit.

Despite everyone's different styles this one habit brought you all together. You had met in high school when ditching, there was a spot a lot of the stoners went to. It wasn't long before you began running into each other, going from small talk to talking about your deepest fears and biggest dreams.

Once you were all sorted you stood back up. "Look, it's not much farther I swear." Arron pleaded, desperate to see inside of the hospital. The rest of you relented and followed him, hoping he was right. You took a large drink of water from the bottle you had taken from your bag, grateful for the soothing liquid against your throat.

LAKEVILLE ASYLUM

Ten minutes later and there it was. In all it's glory. It looked old as hell with decrepit walls and smashed windows. The sign was almost illegible against the gate. "God, there's gonna be creeps in there." Aaliyah's panicked voiced kicked in, you and Arron looked at each other before looking at Lauren and Jake. "You wanna go back?" Lauren looked concerned, but you knew she was also looking for an out. You couldn't deny your stomach twisted just looking at the building.

Aaliyah nodded and that was that, Lauren grabbed her hand and they waved goodbye. The three of you exchanged looks before nodding at each other. Arron was the one to push open the gates, you got a few steps in before you light up your joint, the smell of weed flooding through the vicinity.

"You just can't wait." Arron chided, shaking his head. You stuck your tongue out at him before taking a deep inhale, mouth already drying up. You lazily tagged behind them as they pushed forwards, the doors were loud and scratched the floor as they were swung them open. They were just as loud as they swung closed, slamming against the frame.

The building was large, and surprisingly the floor was clean. It was stained but there was no debris, it gave you a weird feeling. You expected more mess, instead you brushed off your feelings. "I'm going up stairs." You nodded towards the steps. "Okay, i wanna go this way." Jake followed him, you rolled your eyes and made your way upstairs.

Your feet were heavy against the steps, assuming the place was empty. Arron and Jakes voice faded as you got farther apart. You wandered past two rooms before making your way to the farthest, orange filling the room. A smile crept over your face as you made your way to the window, it was old, rusty and made a horrendous noise when you pushed it up You sat on your knees, arms resting on the sill as you relight your joint.

The sun was pretty as it set over the forest, casting a comforting glow across the trees. Sudden screams had you jumping and smacking your head of the window, falling back and wincing as you clutched your head. Once you got over the pain the sounds of your friends screaming bloody murder burst through your ears.

You leapt up quickly, stopping dead in your tracks when you came face to face with a rather large man. His head cocked to the side, staring at you. Blue googles hid his eyes, a grey half gas mask obstructing his mouth. Your eyes darted around, almost crying in joy at spotting another door. You had no choice. You bolted for the door.

A large body slammed into you, throwing you up against the wall. You barley had time to groan in pain before hands wrapped around your neck. You could see yourself in his goggles, mouth dropped open and eyes wide.

Your hands wrapped tightly around his wrists, trying to pry him off. He was much stronger, ripping a hand away and digging into his pocket. He grinned down at you as he pulled out a needle, he used his teeth to rip the cap off. Before you could think farther you raised your knee up, slamming him in the balls just as the needle slid into you.

You felt some of it inter into you, brain panicking as a small fog began to set. You ran as fast as you could, body wobbling as you darted further into the building. You could hear him cursing as he stood back up, he sounded terrifying as he shouted about gutting you.

You could feel your mind getting hazy, finding it harder to make your body run. You darted into another room once you stopped hearing noise, a heavy door coming into sight. The room gave off a horrifying energy but you shook it off, you already had who knows how many psychopaths chasing you. You prayed for your friends despite their previous screams of pain.

It took everything you had to pry the door open, stomach churning when you came face to face with a table. It was angled so that whoever was on it was almost sitting up. It also had restraints on it, old thick leather.

You heard whistling and footsteps approaching, tears finally beginning to drop from your eyes as you quickly and quietly hid behind the door. You kept your hand pressed tight to your mouth, letting your body lean against the wall. You prayed to every god you could think of that he’d look elsewhere.

Suddenly you heard more footsteps, your fingers digging into your cheeks. Trying desperately to hold back your cries. It sounded like a group. You were fucked, that was all that you could think as you leaned against the wall shaking.

You really regretting hitting that guy in the balls now. You should’ve complied until a better time. Too late now.

You could feel your head lull, adrenaline wearing off. The fast beating of your heart had sent whatever he had injected you with flowing through your body quicker. Both hands grasped at your mouth when footsteps began coming your way. “If you find that bitch i get him first.” A deep nasally voice spat out. It sounded like the guy you had hit. Someone else chuckled and you heard one of the footsteps leave.

Every step sent a pang to your heart, it almost felt as if a heart attack would take you first before the intruder got near. Tears rained down when a man walked through the door, cocky and without a fear. He was much larger than the other, broad shoulders and strong. You didn’t stand a chance if he saw you.

He seemed to focus on the bed for a moment, for a moment you thought you were free. Until a hand wrapped around your arm and dragged you out from behind the door, his face was hidden behind a white mask, it looked rather feminine despite his rather gruff exterior. “Ple-please don’t h-hurt me.” You whispered out, shaking under his stare. “Aren’t you a pretty thing?” His voice was deep and husky, a gloved hand coming to run down your face. You flinched at his touch and received a chuckle in response, his hand suddenly grabbing your face.

You tried your best not to react as he stared into you, he suddenly chuckled, grabbed your shirt and dragged you over to the metal bed. You struggled against him, failing to pry yourself away. He shoved you onto the bed, pinning you down with his weight as he shoved your wrists into the restraints. He didn’t bother securing your legs, taking another moment to stare at you as you sobbed and twisted against the metal table.

Your begging fell on deaf ears as he turned and left the room, leaving you alone with your overactive mind. In your struggle your jumper had ridden up, exposing your stomach. You hadn’t paid much mind, intent on trying to break out of the cuffs that had started to bruise your skin.

“Isn’t this a pathetic sight?” Your head snapped towards the voice, fear written on your face as you stared into goggles. “Fuh-fuck i’m s-sorry." You choked out trying to scramble as far as you could.

He pulled something out of his pocket, looking you in the eye as he flicked it open. The knife glinted in what little light that came from the windows above, left over rays dancing in. “You’ve been a naughty boy.” He hummed, knife suddenly pressing against your stomach. “God no, please.” You sobbed out, body frozen in place.

“You wasted my needle.” He growled, blade digging into your (s/t) skin. You scrunched your eyes shut, feeling the blade slide through your skin. He didn’t go deep but when you opened your eyes you could see your blood beading up before breaking and staining your skin.

You had never felt more powerless in your life, strapped to a table with masked up men either side of you. Both men watched your cut bleeding, the white masked one going as far as to stretch the skin, his gloves cold against your skin. You cursed every decision that had ever crossed your mind, regretting ever finding those news papers.

Suddenly the man with the gas mask slid his hand up your stomach, pushing your jumper up. You couldn’t help but gasp as the cold shot up your chest, nipples hardening. You tried to fight the flush that was desperate to crawl up your neck but the heat on your face told you otherwise.

You jolted when cold leather pressed against one of your buds, jaw dropping as your eyes snapped up to the guy. He used his free hand to shove his goggles up, green eyes staring down at you. He tugged down his gas mask, smirking down at you. He had a few chipped teeth, you clearly weren’t the first to fight back. “Maybe we keep this one.” The way he spoke about you was nauseating, like you were a puppy on the side of the road. Before you could think of anything to say he suddenly grabbed your nipple, rolling it between his fingers.

The loud moan that tore through your lips left scathing shame in its wake, you bit your lip roughly to hold back anymore. You had no idea you were so sensitive there.

“You can call me Cody, thats Masky.” He pinched harder when you kept your lips sealed. “Say it.” He froze, voice terrifying as his eyes cut into yours. “Co-Cody! Mah-Masky.” You choked out, receiving a smirk. Masky also pulled his mask off, dark eyes staring down at you. His chubby face was lined with stubble, his lack of care evident. You guessed murderers had better things to do.

Masky unbuckled your bet despite your pleas, if anything it seemed to spur him on. Of course he was a pervert. His empty eyes sucked you in, keeping you locked in place. You almost sobbed when your half hard cock was released, Masky smirking up at you. “What a slut. Already hard and all you did was play with his tits.” You shook your head, denying that his words had your cock twitching.

You hadn’t jacked off in a few months, you chalked the sensitivity upto that and cursed yourself. Masky wrapped his gloved hand around your cock, relishing in the whine he pulled from you. He sloppily jacked you off while Cody wrapped one of his lips around your nipple, sucking on the bud roughly.

You couldn’t help as your body twisted, the foreign feeling of another touching your body was something new to you. Sure you had kissed, made out with a couple of people but nothing ever close to anything like this.

It felt overwhelming, multiple hands grabbing at your body. Touching you everywhere. Even if you escaped you were sure their touch was going to be burned into your flesh. “Sto-op.” You choked out one more desperate plea. “Yeah? I don’t think you want that. Look at how hard you are.” His thumb rubbed against your head, leaving you choking and bucking your hips.

Cody grabbed your jaw, forcing you to look him in the eye. “You’re loving this, slut, just admit it.” He pried your jaw open, spitting into your mouth. A moan spilled from your mouth before you could stop it, Cody chuckling as he studied your blown out pupils. He shoved three of his digits into your mouth. “This the only lube you’re getting.” His tone was stern, spurring you to start licking and sucking his fingers. They were salty against your tongue, rough callouses across his hand.

He pulled his fingers out of your mouth, smirking at your obedience. “Spread your legs.” You looked up at him pleading. “Trust me princess, you don’t want to piss him off more than you already have.” Your cheeks light up with heat in response to the nickname.

You fought your instincts, shaky legs sliding up and parting. Masky yanked your jeans and boxers further down, letting you open up more. All you could do was stare at the celling and take deep breathes. “Good boy.” Cody grinned, hand threading into your hair. Sudden hands on your ass had your mind reeling, pleading again for them to stop.

You could feel the cold air caressing your hole, drawing a whimper. Masky’s leather clad hands dug into your flesh, holding you open. Neither made a move for a moment, the eyes on your exposed body driving you insane. Suddenly you felt a finger pressing against your hole, your legs almost slammed shut, only being stopped by Masky’s strong hands holding them open.

Cody rubbed your hole, holding eye contact with you. Just when your body began to relax he suddenly pushed his finger past your ring, you gasped and began struggling again. “N-no! Ple-please!” You begged again, hands desperately pulling at your restraints. He began fucking you with the digit, relishing in every gasp and groan he pulled. “A-ah! No!” You called out, feeling him push another digit into you. He ignored you, quickly slamming his fingers into you, searching for your prostate.

Your hands balled into fists, mouth going slack as your prostate was assaulted by someone who had likely just murdered your friends. Your brain felt like it was melting, sobbing when a third finger slid into you. “Oh! G-god!” You felt yourself call out, twisting in their grasp as you felt your orgasm build.

As if he knew Masky suddenly grabbed your cock, eating up your shriek as your orgasm was cut off. Your hips bucked up begging for friction as a dry orgasm tore through your body. You flopped back, gasping and shaking as Cody’s fingers slammed into your prostate. You started begging, for what you didn’t know. Whether it was for them to stop it or to keep going you couldn’t tell anymore.

You whined when he pulled his fingers out, stomach summersaulting. Suddenly Cody began undoing the leather straps holding you down, he barely gave you a moment to look at the damage done to your wrists before he was pulling you off of the bed. “You’re a virgin right?” He whispered into your ear, wrapping his body around you. His lips ghosted against your ear, making sure you heard every word. You let out a sob before nodding.

Masky hopped up onto the bed, seeming content to watch as Cody toyed with you. You flushed knowing the other male was watching you, his dark eyes looking over your body. Cody’s hand felt large against your throat, his fingers teasingly squeezing the sides of your neck.

His hands slithered down your body, taking their time to stop and play with your nipples. Cody adored the way you sobbed with shame, his cock rock hard against your ass. He grabbed your leg, lifting it to your chest. You whimpered, it was almost crushing having your leg smushed against your chest. His free hand went to guide his cock to your hole, you could feel him rub his bulging cock against your hole. You tried holding back your moans as you felt him drag his cock against your hole, teasing you.

You let out a panicked yell when he began pressing into you, choking your words in your mouth when he finally breached you. You sobbed heavily as he began pushing in, it felt like he was going to split you apart. He didn’t stop until he was buried balls deep, nails digging into the flesh of your thigh causing blood to bead. Your body dropped into his hold, shaking and sobbing as you took your first cock. This wasn’t how you had ever thought it would go. He let your leg fall further down his arm, squeezing the skin when his now free hand wrapped around your neck. You wailed when he roughly pulled out only to slam as deep as he could, tears rolling down your cheeks as his cock bullied its way inside of you. He targeted your prostate, holding you up as you moaned.

You couldn’t help but make eye contact with Masky, jaw dropped open while you moaned. You could feel your eyes rolling back, sobbing as you felt your orgasm return. “Ngh! Please!” Your voice was horse, choking on your own saliva. Suddenly Cody stopped, just before you came. You sobbed in his arms as your body shook, orgasm retreating. “Baby, you only cum when i say so.” If he hadn’t just murdered your friends you probably would’ve melted at the oddly sweet tone he put on.

He pulled out, leaving you confused and standing on unsteady feet. “Get on your knees.” Masky suddenly commanded, going straight to your cock. You felt sick despite complying.

You dropped to your knees, looking up at him as he smirked over you. A hand on your neck shoved you forwards, hands slapping against the floor as you caught yourself. Cody’s hands were back on your hips, digits digging into your flesh. “Fuck. I could come just seeing this alone.” Cody smirked, hand wrapped around his cock as he openly stared down at your ass. He slid back in, with less resistance this time. Although you still wrapped tightly around his cock, he could get even deeper in this position. It almost felt like he was actually rearranging your guts, forcing his cock as deep as he could get. “Say you love my cock.” He groaned, loosing patience quickly. His hands bounced when he slapped your ass, biting his lip watching as red spread across your flesh. “I-i love your co-cock!” You gasped out before he could land another. “Good girl.” You hated the fact your cock twitched with his degrading words.

Masky suddenly dropped to his knees infront of you, unbuckling his belt and pulling out his cock. It was insane, both were larger than any cock you had seen in porn. Masky’s hands were harsh as they tangled into your hair. “Open your mouth.” You complied with his request, sticking your tongue out. He chuckled, hand wrapped around his cock as he began jacking off infront of you. He’d push his cock against your tongue, groaning when his head would slide against it.

He lost patience quickly, shoving his cock into your mouth. You choked around it, trying to pull away and failing. While Masky fucked your mouth Cody slide back into you, relishing in the way you squealed around Masky’s cock. “H-hows this slut? All your holes stuffed full. B-bet you love it you whore. That’s it, take it like a good boy.” You could feel your mind withering away, moaning around the cock in your mouth as your ass was pounded into.

“F-fuck. His throats so tight.” Masky groaned out, deep throating you on his cock. You could feel your own drool dripping down your chin like a fountain, sobbing as Cody made it his life goal to slam into your prostate. You felt weak as the men used you for their pleasure, complete disregard for your feelings and thoughts.

“G-gonna keep you locked up. Yeah! Nice ‘n ready for my cock.” Cody babbled, balls slamming into yours as he railed you in doggy. You panicked as another orgasm began to build up, pleasure shooting up through your spine. You hated to admit it, but being hunted and then fucked roughly was doing more for you than you cared to admit.

Suddenly Masky began slamming harder into yours mouth, your drool being forced back down your throat and choking you. All you could do was look at him, begging with your eyes. “Im cuming down that pretty fuckin’ throat.” He barked out before fulfilling his promise, his cum was thick and salty as it shot down your throat. You thought you were gonna choke before he pulled out, the rest of his cum shooting over your face.

Cody wrapped his arms around your body, pulling you up against his chest as he fucked into you like a machine. You sounded like a mess, moaning and screaming as he pistoned into you. “Tell me y-you love my cock.” He growled again, sliding his arm around your throat and putting you into a headlock for better leverage. “Ah! Lov-love it! Fuck m-me plea-please!” You sobbed out orgasm slamming into you now that you weren’t so distracted by Masky’s thick cock ramming down your throat. You felt your cock explode, your own jizz shooting up your chest and hitting you in your own face.

Masky laughed, pure psychotic glee shining in his eyes. You looked so cute, with your own cum dripping from your chin while his colleague plowed your guts. Cody didn’t last much longer with having you tightening up around his cock, despite your overstimulated cries he shoved you back down, holding you by the neck as he fucked you into the ground. “Tha-thats it slut, take what i give you.” He growled, burying deep as he spilled his seed into you. All you could do was whine as he pulled out, sobbing as reality came crashing back around you.

A sudden chuckle had you freezing, before you shot your attention over to the door. Horror set in when two more men came into view, one’s face was obstructed by black fabric with messily red stitched eyes and a frown. He held a camera between his hands which only added to your horror. You couldn’t tell but you had a feeling he was eyeing you up as he hit play on the camera, your debauched moans echoing back to you through the speakers. The man beside him suddenly slammed his head to the side, a sickening crack echoing the room.

“N-nice toy.” Was all you heard before blacking out, body overwhelmed.

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stephaniebrownslover · 9 months ago

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Um can we ask weird things? If the answer is 'yes' then I want to ask what main characters do when that person who is very important for them got deadly injured and almost dying in front their eyes?? - Holy crap this be really angsty request-

(And yes in your main AU [I really loved this AU you've made it so well bro'])

(ALSO I WANT TO SAY I REALLY LOVE STEPHANIE SO SO MUCH TOO!!!!)

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Oh don't worry at all, it's not weird, it's just a regular angst scenario topic so you're absolutely fine, don't worry. I thought it would be something actually weird that I can't write so you can only imagine how much I relaxed after reading the rest.

I won't let seasonal allergies stop me from writing for you!

And yep that's very very angsty and we love angst in this house so that's fine.

BRO THANK YOU SO MUCH I really like this AU too even though I try to keep it simple. Thank you thank you thank you!!!!!

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(Am I talking too much for introduction parts?)

Main Characters' reaction to someone loved's deadly wounds

-Jeff The Killer

If such a situation happens, Jeff will definitely lose his mind, which has already a little left. Let alone killing one of the few people in the world he considers worthy of caring for, no one has the right to open the slightest wound except himself. Even he has no right to such deep wounds.

He calmly holds the person standing in front of him and puts his ears against his chest so that he can hear his heartbeat. The moment he hears that faint heartbeat sound, he relaxes and tries to take the injured person on his arms and take them to the nearest person with medical knowledge. And along the way, he keeps saying that it's forbidden for that person to die.

He just doesn't want to lose another person he cares about. He doesn't want to feel another ghost's cold hands strangling him on his neck. And he's going to blame himself no matter what the situation is. Until there is news about that person, he will argue with the people who are taking care of them and gain even more hate, but as long as that person is with him, there is no problem.

Possible persons that he will give this reaction: Liu, Clockwork, Sally, Nina(?)

-Clockwork

She'll just freeze up because she can't understand what's going on. Although she is normally quite a cold-blooded person, she forgets what she should do in a panic because the sight in front of her causes cracks in her frozen heart.

However, she soon recovers herself and runs to that person. Without asking any questions or caring if their heart is still beating, she takes that person to the nearest medical doctor, even though Jack is her preference. She's so angry that she has to get it out of somewhere. But since her stress will dominate her, she waits by their side until the moment they're awake and leaves when they seem to open their eyes. If there is a funeral, she will not attend it and will pay as visit as soon as she gathers courage which will take weeks for her.

The grip of the past once again squeezes her heart. And this time in a more painful way than ever. It's all her fault for not being able to protect the one she loves. No. It's all the fault of the people who love her for making them an important person to her. No matter how painful it is, she will isolate herself because it is the only way she believes they will not be harmed any more.

Possible persons that she will give this reaction: Toby, Jeff, Nina, Zero

- Hoodie

As someone who has already faced the death of his loved ones and almost himself many times, he should be used to such situations, but he's not. No matter how many times it happens, he hasn't gotten used to this painful feeling, and he won't get used to it either. But because he is considered experienced, he knows what he has to do.

First, he will check the pulse of that person, and if it is still beating, he goes to one of the medics while applying some pressure to their wound. Since he called all three of them by phone or transceiver and informed them on the way, it would give them an opportunity to prepare. Along the way, he also tries to convince that person that there is no problem.

Although he wants to be with his business partner until they wake up, he first needs to give a report about what he saw. If that person wakes up, he will take a more careful attitude towards them in the tasks they go out together, because the memories that come before his eyes at any moment are already too painful. If they do not wake up, he visits their grave regularly, even though he buries a part of himself with him every time, he is likely to cry at the first one.

Possible persons that he will give this reaction: Tim, Toby(?)

-Masky

When he firstly sees that the person in front of him is so seriously injured, he runs to them and calmly asks what is going on while pressing on their wounds. He tries to act as coolly as possible, then goes to the nearest medical person, Ann by preference. During this time, he does not let that person down from his arms, nor does he try to talk to them in any other way.

He goes out often because he can't bear to stand next to that person while they're being treated, but he returns to that environment because he feels guilty, and such a vicious cycle occurs. He stands without saying a word, chain-smoking in the hope of reducing his tension. Tim is ready to do everything for the person takes care of his business partner's needs without opposing it for the first time.

In fact, although he looks very calm on the outside during the entire process, there is a literally devastating storm inside. His emotions are constantly at war, and when no one is looking, he can't control himself and makes fists out of his hands. Since he knows that he absolutely cannot bear to lose another person he will remember, he is ready to do anything so that the angel of death does not knock on that person's door. Even if it means destroying himself in the process.

Possible persons that he will give this reaction: Brian

-Ticci Toby

The moment Toby sees that sight, his tics triggered by elements such as fear and adrenaline will increase incredibly. Because of the look he sees in front of him, some of his past memories will come back before his eyes, and he will be even worse off, almost unable to do anything. If he is not alone, his partner does the work of taking care of that person, but if he is alone, he tries to collect himself.

Although he hates himself for staying so still, it's not easy for him to shake off the trauma of both the past and the present. As soon as he pulls himself together, he puts pressure on the wounds, calls one of the other people he trusts the most and lets them know. If no one answers the phone or radio call, he will screw everything and call the ambulance.

He can't lose another person. Another person he cares about can't close their eyes forever because of his incompetence. They're not allowed to leave him alone, so that person has to heal no matter what. And if they get well- no, when they get well Toby will never leave after them again. Because he can't bear to see another face he remembers dimly in the darkness that preys on his nightmares.

Possible persons that he will give this reaction: Natalie, Kate, Rouge, (Eyeless) Jack, Nina

-Eyeless Jack

Since he knows medicine and took care of people he has loved before, he should not worry about this situation. Okay, but then why do his hands shake every time he presses on the bleeding area? Why can't he keep his cool attitude? Why, why, why? He actually knows the reason for this. He knows, but he doesn't want to admit it to himself. He doesn't want to admit that he has a weakness others can use against him.

He tries to take care of their wound on his own and tries to do something using things like bandages, oxygenated water, sewing thread, which he usually carries in his backpack while walking in the forest, but when he realizes that this is not enough, he swears and takes that person on his back. He takes them on his back towards his own infirmary.

He'll let Ann and Smiley know, but he doesn't know why he's calling since he won't let them do anything when they come to his cabin. Eventually, Ann takes control and tells Jack to rest. Jack also waits for the result in a waiting chair with black tears pouring from his eyes. The most intense emotion he feels after sadness is disappointment and fear.

Possible persons that he will give this reaction: Toby, Sally, Kate

-Jane The Killer

When an injured person comes across, of course, she wants to help them, but when she sees who this person is, she suddenly pauses. She freezes inside her mind and can't do anything. She can only watch the landscape with tears in her eyes until she regains the ability to think again.

And when she becomes able to do something, she calls the ambulance, not caring about her money and things that should remain secret for government's sake. She can't lose the one she loves and she needs to save them. So she presses on the deepest wounds of that person until the ambulance arrives, and tries to keep her voice calm, stroking their hair. It's very important for that person to know that they will be saved, it's maybe for the injured person, maybe for Jane.

She can't afford to lose another person. Having become so strong, she cannot accept returning to the age of thirteen, when she is incapable of protecting her loved ones again. She needed to be a stronger person, she needed to be able to help her loved ones. She couldn't have devoted her whole life to nothing, she couldn't have. Whoever dares to harm the one she loves will taste the bitterest death at her hands.

Possible persons that she will give this reaction: Mary

-X-Virus

Cody is normally someone who is quite overcome by his emotions, and he is calm in the face of this incident in a way that he does not understand either. In fact, he feels as if someone else has taken over his body. He does a little first aid work with the help of his medical knowledge, which he knows more or less, and the painkillers he carries with him, as well as oxygenated water. He also informs the ambulance before starting to administer first aid.

Although he cares a lot about this person, he should disappear when the ambulance arrives. But during this process, he holds the person's hand and tells them to stay calm, that he will always watch over them even if he is not with them, and when they get better, he will help them escape. Since he sucks at this kind of calming stuff, he tries to do his best, but he proceeds with a solution-oriented approach.

He has never lost someone he loves because there was no one who really cared about him before. These feelings are very alien to him and he hates it. He is ready to dislocate his heart to destroy the painful feeling he feels in his heart. As long as se doesn't have to experience the terrible pain he feels all the time for others. Because he doesn't think he can stay as strong as others on this topic.

Possible persons that he will give this reaction: Toby, Ann

-Nina The Killer

She knows the pain of this because she has experienced a big loss before. She killed her parents when Zalgo controlled her to cause difficulty for Slenderman, and she suffered incredibly great emotional pain when she regained control just the moment where she plunged a knife into the heart of her dearest little brother Chris, and she still does. As a nurse who takes it upon herself to wipe the invisible bloodstains on her hands, she has knowledge of first aid, but when she sees this sight, she definitely can't help being shocked. Due to the job of a nurse, she has seen much worse, but none of them was someone she loved so much.

She knows what she has to do. She carries a spare bandage in her bag at all times and is able to wrap some of the wounds and give first aid. She tries to tear off pieces of her own clothes and treats the wounds with missing cloth, she also wants to call the hospital where she works. But later she remembers that this will put her own career at risk, and she calls anyway. An ambulance comes and picks up her injured loved one, while Nina is crying the whole way.

When they arrive at the hospital, her friends won't let her take care of them. She tries to be there for them but no matter what she does, her colleagues who really value her as a friend keep her away. She's absolutely incredibly remorseful, and she knows that when this person gets out, they'll be angry that she didn't take them to Jack or Ann or even Smiley. And her own career was ruined because she brought a killer and cried for them, but she doesn't care. As long as she doesn't lose anyone again. As long as the memory bracelet on her arm doesn't add a new bead.

Possible persons that she will give this reaction: Kate, Clockwork, Toby, Jeff, Sally

-Kate The Chaser

Kate has a lot of experience in this situation. She was also very seriously injured herself and worried other people. Nevertheless, she is angry with herself for not being able to stop her heart from being filled with fear. She runs to that person, puts her unmasked face close to their face and tries to reassure them that they will be fine. After calling all the medics and informing them, she applies a small-scale bandage operation with her clothes.

After deciding that they are better, she takes that person on her arms, regardless of their weight, and takes them to the nearest medical person. If they say that they can't do anything, that it's too late, she threatens them, and if they don't agree again, she'll leave the forest and call the ambulance. She will not allow even the person she allowed herself to love to die. No matter what the cost is.

And during the whole process of taking care of this wound, she gives scary looks and stands next to this person. She's not allowed to sleep or rest until she's sure that they're okay. She had lost her own life before, but thanks to this person, she has a life again, and she will not allow them to lose their own. Even if that person dies, Slenderman will bring them back to life because he wants his best proxy not to disrupt his duties, but Kate knows that this is not the same thing, so she is still trying to make that person live. She's not ready to lose that person and she never will be.

Possible persons that she will give this reaction: Nina, Toby, Rouge(?)

I think I get the request wrong

Also I don't know why Nina's part is always the longest even though she's not my fave, it's Clockwork.