Haiiii, can we get some hd for Tobes in relationship with fem reader? (I luv Toby sm, i'm desperate)
Ticci Toby relationship headcanons
A/n: AHHHSBAJABAJSN !!!!!!! /POS
Warnings: None (โ แโฉแ)
๐ชโ Would probably be kinda awkward in the beginning of the relationship if he didnโt know you beforehand.
๐ชโ Friends to lovers is more his thing, I fear.
๐ชโ This boy is full of so much love though omg
๐ชโ I HATE WHEN PEOPLE DISAGREE AS IF HE AND CLOCKY DIDNT HAVE A HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP ๐ญโผ๏ธโผ๏ธโผ๏ธ
๐ชโ Like no, he would NOT be an abusive, terrible, partner he would cry if he accidentally hurt you while play fighting or training with you because you're his partner and he LOVES YOU <(๏ฝ^ยด)>
๐ชโ Wouldn't call you lots of petnames because he thinks they're cheesy.. but since he likes cicada bugs MAYBE he'd call you his Junebug
๐ชโ Touchy, likes to grab (ใฅ๏ฟฃ3๏ฟฃ)ใฅ
๐ชโ Matches your energy pretty easily, excited when you're excited, chill when you're chill, etc etc
๐ชโ Talks about you a LOT to other people, like genuinely to the point of them telling him to shut tf up ๐ญ (poor tobes)
๐ชโ Needs reassurance a lot, needs to make sure you won't leave him too.
๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ฌ๐ ๐๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ณ๐, ๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ ๐๐ง๐ฒ ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง โ( หฬถอโก หฬถอ )โ
แฏโ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ฒ
Frobin Valentine
gargoyle Mal is everything I've ever dreamed of and more. his little raincoat! his umbrella! I hope he really does have big ol' stompy rainboots to splash around in puddles in. I hope they have little faces on them.
(Twst please give me Malleus having a rainy day adventure, this is everything I need right now)
[sobbing sfx]
Dude this took me song long ๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅน
Jared slaying at cons โฅ๏ธ
some red menace sketches bc he's back in my brain
pov cole when he is incorporeal and believes he can no longer help his team
found family; with sae itoshi -> female reader
imagine volunteering at japan's u20 working a small job but unintentionally becoming friends with SAE ITOSHI... no, not having the usual equal respect and companionship, or expectant friends to lovers. you're the same age as his little brother, so he oddly treats you like a little sister. the weird thing? he's so nonchalant about it.
"excuse me, but they're confirming if you wanted a red or white zip up again..." twiddling with your fingers softly before pointing to your pushy bosses, you seem to be making good friends with the floor while speaking to a famous, pro-league, good-looking but mean soccer player (sae itoshi). your classmates were all practically screaming at how lucky you were to secure volunteer service in professional sports, in professional soccer. i mean, the card collecter boys in your class were practically feining, asking you for autographs and other stupid favours. maybe you could ask for a picture, yeahโyou were definitely going to ask sae itoshi for a picture, but that thought was soon dispersed at the man's dismisive tone. "white is fine," the midfielder curtly replies, with a straight face and one hand planted on the side of his hip. "how old are you?" he looks down at you with the world's most unreadable gaze and ridiculously long lower lashes, "sixteen." you reply, finally facing him. "oh," sae dryly responds, that bored look in his eyes in never, "you're about the same age as my little brother."
oh!
"[name], come here." sae itoshi murmurs, laying flat on the floor in the middle of the training center, you look around the empty facility at five in the morning, confirming if he was even POSSIBLY speaking to you again. "yeah?" he tuts on the floor, lifting a muscled leg in your field of vision, "i need help stretching, pull on my leg."
your eyes scan hesitantly over the dangling cleat, before your hands lock around his ankle, attempting to pull and soothe his strange stretching, though definitely failing. why was the midfielder so heavy? he wasn't even trying to make this easier by at least slightly lifting himself. "you're bad at this, not even lukewarm." he'd say, though his tone didn't show any real frustation or intended offense. instead, cerulean eyes blow open when you pull a little too hard and hear something crack that most likely wasn't supposed to.
on other days, he'd pat your head and buy you a popsicle, two for the price of one was a better deal, anyway.
and on the day of japan's u20 verus blue lock's eleven, when RIN ITOSHI's piercing gaze catches the melting popsicle clutched in your hand and sae handing you a napkin, he freezes. his gaze softens in a way that doesn't melt away at the icy chambers of his heart, but instead softens and melts it wholly intead. that day, you were genuinely bewildered and confused that blue lock's number one gave you more dirty looks that day than any actual player on the field.
"your brother is scary," you mutter, causing the taller midfielder beside you perk up in interest. "he kept giving me death glares." sae rolls his eyes at the thought, "maybe he likes you, i dunno. he's in his rebillious phase." it truly made you, at your adolescent age, realise that sae itoshi's head was entirely hollow when not thinking about football. buuut, he buys you ice cream, so who really cares?
-> series masterlist
Happy & Hungry Official art redraw cause I finished catching up on yona of the dawn and it's still the best manga ever made
Meme redraw