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These Toby Rogers fics are tearing me apart. Time to get to writing đ
Hello! I saw your Toby headcanons, and as a Toby fan, I'd love some platonic Toby headcanons, if that's possible? Just kinda wanna see how he'd act with a friend that gets him, y'know? Thank you so much ^0^
đ/đ¯: ofc !! I loooove writing for Toby hehe
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ââĸ Honestly it'd probably take a while to actually befriend good 'ol Toby, but it's very worth it once you do !!
ââĸ Chaotic, but fun (Ëĩ âĸĖ á´ - Ëĩ ) â§
ââĸ After missions he practically busts down your door and makes himself comfortable in your bed, yapping about his day and what happened during his mission for a while before deciding to watch random YouTube videos on your TV... Yeah, safe to say he's comfortable with you.
ââĸ Naturally, sleepovers happen a lot because he'll end up falling asleep
ââĸ BUT !1!!! If it's a planned one he's pulling all nighters with you (āšÂˇĖã ¡Ėāš)â§
ââĸ Would find the silly 2010 quotev quizzes and tests funny, def engages in them with you
ââĸ Takes a "Which creepypasta character is your boyfriend?" one and gets himself đđ
ââĸ Deep talks late at night just about life and what he can remember from before.. only time he ever really does open up (even if he's still somewhat vague about certain stuff)
ââĸ INSIDE JOKES. He's a sucker for those
ââĸ Yes, the other pastas look at you two funny when he says a random word and you burst out into a fit of giggles, him trying (and failing) to hold back his own
ââĸ You guys have a secret and way too complex handshake you never fail to greet each other with
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A/n: Happy spooky month !! I'm watching kubzscouts while writing this, he's pretty kewl
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Toby didn't care much for Halloween. I mean sure, it's fun when you're a kid, banging on your neighbours doors in a cheap halloween costume, shitty face paint and a pillow case to collect the candy you demanded from them after trespassing on their property in the middle of the night... At least, that's his idea of the holiday.
But since he's met you, an avid lover of Halloween, he's participated in a few festivities during spooky season because, well, he loves you.
Carving pumpkins wasn't his idea of fun, he'd rather be watching a horror film with you or something, cuddles up under blankets together with some popcorn... But again, you liked to do it and so he'd indulge just for you.
Soooo here he was, sitting on the kitchen floor in the manor with you and carving pumpkins. You were carving a character from a game he didn't know much about into the fruit and he was carving the standard design: triangle eyes, triangle mouth and a triangle nose.
"What're you carving?" He heard you ask, hesitating for a moment before he turned the pumpkin towards you, a sheepish smile adorning his lips.
"Don't laugh at him.." Toby murmured, eyes flickering down to its face as you attempted not to giggle at it.
"I'm not! He's very... cute." You managed to get out, letting out a laugh and covering it with a cough into your shoulder before turning your pumpkin around to show him the design on it. "What do you think about mine?"
Yeah, his jaw dropped. How the hell did you manage that?! He stared at it with a pout. "How the fuck did you even do that??"
"It's called preplanning, being meticulous and not just raw doggin' it like you do." You said back playfully, leaning over and giving him a kiss on the cheek. "We can always get you another one and you can try again?"
He nodded slowly after a moment "Only if you help me out this time, oh great and wise pumpkin carving master." His words laced with sarcasm but a smile tugged at the corner of his lips once more.
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