Hi I Was Wondering If You Could Write Cody And Toby With A Autistic Little Sister Thank You Have A Good

Hi I was wondering if you could write Cody and Toby with a autistic little sister thank you have a good day or night (·∀·)

I wrote this assuming Y/n has level 3 severity, however if you wanted me to write for one with ASD that's a level 1 or 2, you can send in another ask :)

Also, the little sister is around twelve years old.

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Cody

This boy will always, always be there to take care of you.

You were his #1 priority when you were in foster care, and he grew more and more protective over you as time progressed because kids are cruel and someone was always mocking you or making fun of you. He isn't generally a confrontational person, but there were several moments he was beyond eager to break a nose or two.

He was the only one that ever truly concerned himself with helping you, and reading you, and making sure you were okay.

Now that the two of you live in a place where you're consistently surrounded by chaos and crude comments—the majority of which are aimed at you—those feelings have only gotten stronger. The individuals that usually torment you are Johnny, Zero, and even Masky, on occasion (though he never gets too extreme with it).

If you ever get overwhelmed with anything, Cody knows it instantly, and he'll pull you away from the commotion and try to calm you down. He's aware that you have to deal with things that stress you out, but he's right by your side to take your mind off of everything.

Toby

Since Lyra's gone, you are all that Toby has left. He understands being disabled and bullied for something he can't control, which is why he always went to vast lengths to ensure it never happened to you, at least not when he could stop it.

While Lyra grew up taking care of him, he grew up taking care of you. He didn't want Mom to send you to school when you got old enough, as he was all too knowledgable of what that would entail, but she was convinced it would be good to teach you how to socialize, push you past your barriers. He hated such an idea, but alas, she would not listen.

Toby was able to save you from the wrath of your abusive father, and he dragged you with him after the house had been set on fire, cause he wasn't going to just leave you alone.

He knows that your capabilities can be quite limited, so he picks up the slack for you. This makes him pretty busy often, but he doesn't care. He can't let anything happen to you; you mean far too much to him.

He's gentle and patient and caring toward you, and he won't accept any other treatment. When anybody messes with you, rest assured he has your back. He doesn't like getting violent while you're watching, but sometimes that's exactly what it comes to.

Respect and human decency are imperative when anyone communicates with you, and Toby won't have it any other way. You always tell him that you're okay, that he doesn't have to put so much of his time and effort into focusing on you, but he is forever persistent.

Just curious, do you have any personal creepypasta ocs? Or do you just make personal interpretations for the creeps?

(Personally, I do both lol.)

I have made several creepypasta OCs over the years of my being in the fandom, but I mostly just base my writing off of the canon CP characters, as I feel no one really wants to read detailed stuff about an OC lol.

Ye, I certainly do that too! Sometimes I change a lot about a particular Creep, other times I don't - I guess it really just depends on the quality of their OG story and if it fits with my personal AUs. Like Jeff, for example, I have changed a looooot about him and his brother's backstory. Ones like Jack, Brian, and Tim to a lesser extent, cause it isn't really needed. And then there are the characters who are more 'blank slates', like Kagekao, Cody, and Zero. That leaves lots of room for interpretation!

Just saw this. You’ve fucking scarred me, I hope you’re happy with yourself.

Joe Biden sex hcs🥺🥺✊✊

11 inches and 4 cms, a vein and 2.4 inches another at 6.6 and another at 10, uncut, slightly hairy, a happy trail, shlong color is FFDFC4 and the tip is FFCICC normally and after touched it's E75480

Very wrinkly but that just adds to the texture and pleasure

Very experienced and knows exactly where to touch you

When he gets close to cumming he throws his head back and groans (God he's so sexi)

Whenever he has to publicly speak he knows ur watching and makes sure to send sexi stares to the camera or to you in the audience

He just KNOWS you get wet whenever he runs his wrinkly hand threw his thin white hair so he makes sure to do it a lot

Whenever he's at a meeting he makes sure to sext you and one time he accidentally posted a tweet instead on testing you and everyone went wild and said they wanted to ride his shlong (jus like me btw)🫣

He sends you this look whenever your in his office while he's handling the paper work off all the shootings happening in Texas that's just so sexi that it immediately makes you wanna ride

Then look his him like looking at him through those gorgeous eyebrows of his with a sexy gleam in those cum worthy blue eyes of his and biting his crusty lips.

You love watching the way the crust of his luscious pink kissable lips.

Amazing at eating you out. Like he's literally like a literal god at it

His fingers work like magic in ur hoohaa

Total hottie with his 17 pack

Has a couple freckles and moles on his dick so you always make sure to target those whenever ur sucking off his stick

Whenever you send over in the white house while him and trump are about to get shot up he always comes up behind you rips off ur pants with his strength and starts thrusting into you so quickly and deeply and thickly that you squirt in the spoot

Whenever he's away in another country you always make sure to send him a selfie of you doing the duck lips at a recent school shooting and it immediately gets him hard

Every once and while you're rewarded with a (very boney) lapdance. Sometimes he even twerks that twiggy ass of his.

God he's just so sexy

This is even making me wet just writing this😈🫣

Loves smelling ur hair just like how he does with kids.

Crawls on the bed swinging his hips like the sexy man he is when he's in the mood in his teletubby boxers.

Has a pole in your guys room so he can give u a lil show in his teletubby costume when he is really horny

Definitely a masochist

Licks ur ear. Like he really gets in there. Sticks his whole tongue in there just bc he LOVES the taste of your earwax.

Has skid marks.

Takes his shit and smears it all over your naked body. Really gets him going.

Took his Weiner out one time when he and you were publicly speaking and pisses all over you. You ofc happily opening your mouth and swallowing as much as you could.

Nobody is safe from me😈😈✊✊

@urratfather01 @tomfuckery06 @spooky-donut-ghost-house @backpackin my uwus🥺🫣😈✊

Michael Mell x reader

Pairing: Michael x you

Fandom: Be More Chill

AN: the readers gender isn’t specific. This is a fluff fic with very little angst. Main parts of the angst are just a squiped Jeremy being an ass.

 “I just want to be popular. I just want to be able to chill and not think about killing myself everyday. You guys aren’t good enough for the new me.”

Jeremy’s expression turns dark as he yanks his arm out of Michael’s grasp. “Of course you don’t understand. I wouldn’t expect losers like you to understand what being popular feels like.” He turns towards the door and you have to stop yourself from screaming at him.

You cringe and close your eyes as the words ring through your ears again. Those same stupid words had been bouncing around in your head for hours now. Your boyfriend, Michael Mell, was sleeping next to you, curled comfortably into your side with soft snores escaping his partially opened lips as his eyelids fluttered with each breath. His eyes are puffy and adorn slightly darkened bags and his face holds a slightly red tint, giving away the fact that he’d spent an hour or so crying.

While your head should have been completely emptied of the party that had taken place about three hours ago, you were very preoccupied with the thoughts of your ex-best friend’s words and the sound of your boyfriends echoing sobs. You sighed gently again, and shut your tired eyes tightly, willing yourself to drift into oblivion. You wrap your arms even tighter around your boyfriend, as if you could stop the emotional pain that plagued him.

You unfortunately knew you couldn’t. God, you could kill Jeremy for this. Michael was a sweetheart, he didn’t deserve this. You had thought something similar when you held him close to your chest and tried to calm down his rising panic as he babbled incoherently about how he never should have went to that stupid party. How he should have offed himself instead. How he never should have been born. God have mercy on Jeremy Heere, as the next time you see him you’ll probably kill him.

Michael shifted slightly in your grip but you barely notice as you stew in your thoughts. Chestnut eyes open sleepily and stare at your frowning face. You look silly like that, glaring behind closed eyelids and huffing out an angry sigh every once and awhile, but Michael grins at you anyway. He inches closer to you and pokes your side. He lightly kisses your cheek when you don’t respond, which causes you to startle and suck in a sharp breath. You relax when you meet his eyes and grin exhaustedly.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you up baby.” You whisper, running a hand through his hair.

“Well if you’d quit all that obnoxious huffing and puffing,” he whispered back, feigning annoyance. Then after a pause he grins at you again. “You’re lucky I love you so much.”

“More than Marley?”

He pretends to think for a second then hums, shrugging halfheartedly. “I don’t know. Marley is pretty important to me.”

You push him lightly with a large grin and a giggle. You lean forward slightly when he comes closer to you, giving him a small kiss on the tip of his nose. “How do you feel? You need anything?”

He frowns and you can see the nights events come back to his mind as his eyes begin to water. You pull him closer to your body and bring the blankets up to your shoulders as he shakily tells you he doesn’t need anything. When the sniffling starts you feel your heart break all over again. You run your fingers through his hair and hum a random tune, leaning over to kiss his face repeatedly. After an hour Michael had cried himself to sleep for the second time that night. Finally, you began to drift off as well, not realizing how tired you really were. You fell into a fitful sleep.

When you awoke again the sun was just beginning to rise. A snore sounded off from beside you and you blew out a breath when you recognize it to be the sound that woke you. You shook your head to ward off the remains of sleep and your gaze drifts to Michael. He was sleeping again, his breathing staggering and letting out the loud snores again. He looked so relaxed and soft in the early morning light. You chuckle quietly when you relize he has a fistful of your shirt twisted around his hand, as if he was afraid you would leave him.

You kissed his forehead, smiling when he sighs happily and tugs you closer to him. You mutter affectionate phrases and loving words under your breath and continue leaving small kisses on his face. He scrunches his nose and shifts to bury his face into the crook of your neck. You dig your fingers into his ribs and you hear him snort as he moves to get away from you. You follow after him with a wolfish grin and soon you have him pinned under you as he laughs and squeals.

You release him when tears begin to drip down his cheeks and wipe them away with your fingers. You can feel his heart beat wildly as he shoots up to kiss you, cupping your face with his left hand and wrapping his right around your waist.

“I love you, so much, you know that?”

He smiles softly at you and taps you on the nose. “I know.”

“Maybe one day he’ll quit acting like an asshole,” you say, peppering his face with kisses again, “Until then it’ll just be us losers against the world. And how bad can that be really when I got all I need right here in my arms?”

Michael chuckles lightly at this. He pulls slightly away from you, before moving back and pulling you into another kiss. His lips are soft and his heartbeat and adoration filled eyes are so peaceful in the morning lights. You don’t know what will happen, but for now? It all seems like everything will be okay. And you’ve got Michael. And he’s got you. So what’s the worst that could happen?

This actually made me laugh oml

Toby, nervously: So… Would you like to… Have dinner tonight?

Y/N, panicking: I like to have dinner every night!

Toby, also panicking: I meant… Me!

Y/N, stunned: You want me to eat you??

Tim: I am moving out.

IMPORTANT

OKAY, here's the deal. My life is a mess right now and honestly I forgot Tumblr even exists. For this, I apologize.

I do not know how often I will be coming back here. I have a crap ton of stuff to do and I don't need to add 'stress over Tumblr fics' to that list. However, I fully intend to read through and answer the requests people have sent me. Eventually. I work very very incredibly slow. This is a side thing I do purely for fun, it isn't my main project by any means, which is why I haven't bothered being super dedicated, now or in the past.

I answer my drafts when I can and am up to it. I feel really bad for keeping all of you waiting for so long—please know that it isn't personal and that I'm not just ignoring your questions. I really do plan on getting to them in good time. I'm just tired and anxious and busy and that isn't a recipe for motivation, inspiration, or creativity.

I just needed to address that, because I feel a gnawing sense of guilt every time I log in here and I look through my inbox, only to see oodles and oodles of unanswered requests. I'm sorry for not being someone who's here and active often. I meant to be when I first started, but life sometimes doesn't work out the way we want it to.

Happy New Year. 2024 feels wrong, but alas, it's here. I've had a really lousy last few months and I'm really hoping this year it'll all turn around. Thanks for reading and I hope everyone has a great day/night <3