Novel & Cerita Ticci Toby Headcanons

Toby POV. I didn't like snitching on Miles, but he hurt me for real, it's not my fault is Nathalie wants kids. I don't want any, well and daddy never talked about it, it's rare for cgl to have kids. Kittens are something else, we go to heat but we don't get pregnant, when I hit twenty one, I'll get out of my headspace and do dirty things. I don't think about those, I know, well big Toby knows that he'll only go through those things once every year. But it's nothing for little Toby to care about, I'm always in my little space and I'm happy like that.

STOP IT MATTHEW! "I'll be back with your drinks." said Toby before he left. Before leaving our table, he winked at Ali. WINKED! WHAT. THE. HELL. I clenched my jaw, mentally killing Toby in my mind. He is dying on the ground right now. As I stomp him on the face with my shoe repeatedly. Now, he is trying to crawl away, but I just evilly laugh and pull him right back to me. Woah. Since when did I start having psycho thoughts.

Aislen was trying to piece it all together. “I held it too tightly,” Toby told her, his attention shifting from Lauren. “That’s what I’m saying. I wasn’t paying attention, and I just… squeezed too tight. I think… I think I’m one of you. I think Cameron made me one of you.”

Toby was a monster. His father’s assassin. She wouldn’t allow herself to believe a lie again. If Brian had told him to, he would have killed Jack. Killed him knowing that the human was only a victim, that he was probably a good man. But it wouldn’t have been casual. She’d seen the relief that had flowed over him when Brian had found an alternative to killing the human. Her mate was a killer, but he didn’t enjoy it. Looking at it clearly, she was a little awed at how he’d managed to be so civilized and still meet the demands of who and what he was required to be. The water was cooling off. She shampooed her hair, enjoying the way the soap rinsed away so easily; Chicago water was much softer.

Toby giggled and replied, "Silly goose, I talked to Sunny, and I think you know what is happening? “ Beth wiped the sweat from the top of her forehead. She was feeling nervous. "Okay, you got me! “ Beth exclaimed. Toby then said, in a compassionate tone, "It seems like you’re fidgety." You do not need to be nervous. It’s just me. “ __

And Olivia is right on time, “Tobias. What happened to you?” She rushes in like a wind and so does Theo and asks, “What happened?” “Toby is… he is…” I say but stop and start sobbing. Olivia comes towards me and shakes my shoulder and asks, “Tell me. Why isn’t he speaking up? What happened? Why is he so gloomy? What is wrong with him?” “Toby has a tumor in his brain.” I sob that out. “What?” Theo asks while Toby tries to maintain his shock of my words too.

If I waste my food, they will too. I finish my food in silence while Luna and Ace joke around with their dad. Toby isn't a bad guy, but for some reason, he changes around other people, trying to impress them with this alpha male character. It's genuinely the most annoying thing about him. “So Archer, have you given it any thought? I'll make you even richer if you invest in my company,” Toby asks as Archer helps the kids put on their backpacks. I finally get up, showing an empty plate to Archer sarcastically, making him smile.

*Toby* Toby and Liam were headed home after a long day of training. The day started out with pack training, followed by training with the Alpha-to-be. Mathias had chosen Liam as his Beta and worked with him every day on pack responsibilities. While Liam was the one chosen for Beta, Toby, the loyal twin, stayed behind to help his brother. He was happy for Liam, but he couldn't help the twinge of jealousy at his brother's success.

“He probably sees me as his little sister or something. I am grateful for him always being by my side. I will always be grateful. I am sure it would stop once he has a girlfriend or something.” Rory nodded, finally understanding the situation. Toby likes Christy, but she thinks no guy could date her because she is an albino and only takes his actions as brotherly acts. “So…what about you?” Christy looked up from her phone. “What about me, that?” “Do you like Toby?” Christy paused and blinked twice at him. “What?”

he said. “I noticed,” I replied. “He’s not boring,” he added. “That seems to matter a lot to you Toby,” I said. “It does,” he said with a toothy grin and I rested my hand lightly on his head, and for a moment and then Toby asked an absurd question. “Do you like uncle Malachi, momma?