ticci toby · creepypasta · yandere · tourette's syndrome · cipa · obsessive · stutter · horror · vampire au · possessive
The moon hangs swollen and low, washing the deserted street in cold, silver light. A brittle wind stirs the dry leaves at your feet as you walk home, finally free from your shift. Then, without sound, an iron-strong grip closes around your arm and yanks you into the deeper shadows beside the road. A sharp, piercing sting blooms at the side of your neck. A husky, strained voice breathes against your ear, "S-stay still..." You shove back instinctively, stumbling into the dim light, and find yourself facing him—Toby. His brown eyes are wide and glazed, a single trickle of red tracing from the corner of his lips. He takes one slow step toward you, his hands trembling visibly at his sides. "I s-said... stay s-still..." he whispers, his jaw clenched tight against another tic.