Ninakate At A Party…maybe…..?

what do they all do in their free time?

"ROGER LEARNED FROM HIS FATHER. HE KEEPS HIS TOOLS WITH HIM EVERYWHERE DURING DOWN TIME."

"TIM RARELY PLAYS SINCE ITS INCONVENIENT TO BRING THE UKULELE ON THE ROAD. WHEN WE'RE BACK IN ALABAMA, THERE'S FAINT PLUCKING OUTSIDE. ITS HIM."

"BRIAN HAS A GREAT POKER FACE...THE MASK STAYS ON..."

"KATE IS OFTEN TO PREOCCUPIED WITH HER OBSESSION. SHE RARELY ENJOYS HER HOBBIES...SOMETHINGS WRONG."

Played tear you apart 124765798 times while making this

Toby drawing yay

happy trans visibility day to them

reverse roles for (late) April fools!

A Needy Toby Drabble

Content/warnings: gender neutral reader, needy jealous toby, no smut but very suggestive with nsfw dialogue 

Toby has a lot of issues when it comes to attention— or rather, a lack thereof. He’s hidden his complete obsession of you rather well, at least better than he expected, but it’s slowly consuming his every waking thought. Each day he wants you more and more and more, and every time you so much as glance at another person for a second too long it makes his chest ache. It sparks something primal in him, something that begs him to just take you right now.

He can’t do that. He knows it.

But god, he’s going insane over you. 

When he finally can’t take it anymore it happens at the worst time. He starts shifting a bit during an innocent cuddling session, struggling to focus on whatever movie you’ve chosen this time. He squeezes you a bit tighter, but you don’t think anything of it. That is, until he’s nuzzling into your neck without warning, his lips brushing your skin. 

You start to stammer out a question, but he cuts you off with a sudden rough kiss to your neck. You jump and let out an embarrassing mewl that makes him shiver. When you’re finally able to speak enough to ask him what’s gotten into him, he can’t hold back from giving you the whole truth. 

“I-I need you,” He stutters, speaking against your skin, “I-I just fff-fucking need you…so tired of o-other people having your attention— t-ten—tention. It’s not fair…you just d-drive me so crazy, a-all the t-time, I wanna…I w-want— wanna kiss you all ov-vvv-er…wanna fff-fuck you ‘til you cry…”

You squirm under him as the assault on your neck continues, little whimpers now falling from your mouth freely. You grasp at the back of his sweatshirt. 

“I’m so, s-sss-so tired of h-hiding it,” He continues, his hips staring to grind against you, “I shouldn’t h-have to hide it…I need— n-nnn-need you— y-you…just this o-once, please, just…just let me have you.” 

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