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Welcome to Tobecky Week 2022!

Hello, WordGirl fandom! The second Tobecky Week is here!

This ship week will run from July 31st to August 8, 2022 with prompts for each day of the week!

Just about anything goes: fanart, fanfiction, fanedits, AMVs, headcanons, you name it, as long as it pertains to Tobecky! Feel free to create anything based on the prompt of the day in whatever way you see fit.

Mods will track the tags #tobeckyweek and #tobecky-week. If you want to participate, please tag your work with either of these tags within the first 5 tags so the mods can find your work! Or you can submit it to us here. 

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[ask-tobey-mccallister-iii]

Hey WordGirl fandom! It's been a while since the last Tobecky Week (years in fact), and I figure it's time to pass off the mod privileges to those currently in the fandom who want to run the event!

If you're interested in being a new mod, feel free to message us!

Mod Hibiscus would prefer if the new mods have had a history of running fan events or other larger projects (like a Discord, gift exchange, or something similar), but anyone is welcome to apply if you feel you're up for it!

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Is this blog still active?

(Mun: To be honest, I’m not sure.

What I mean by this is I could return to doing daily asks and stuff one day, but as of right now, I’m not sure I will.

It’s not as if I don’t love WordGirl (and Tobey) anymore. I’ll look at the fandom tag every now and then, sure, but for the most part, I’ve kinda checked out of this fandom for now.

It’s just been difficult for me to find the motivation to come back to it, though. Since I’m one of the muns on the “Tobecky Week” event blog that ran last year too, maybe I’ll find my motivation whenever we decide to run the event again, but I can’t promise anything.

If you decide to unfollow because of this, I will understand. 

I appreciate all the support and love and asks I’ve gotten over the years with this blog, and I had an absolute blast running it when I was able to do it regularly. Thank you all, and remember, robots forever.)

[ask-tobey-mccallister-iii]

Tobecky Week 2018!

Hello, WordGirl fandom! We’re hosting our very first Tobecky week, a week solely dedicated to celebrating the cute ship between Tobey McCallister the Third and Becky Botsford (a.k.a WordGirl)!

This ship week will run from August 26-September 1, 2018, with themes for each day of the week! Just about anything goes: fanart, fanfiction, fanedits, AMVs, headcanons, you name it, as long as it pertains to Tobecky! Feel free to create anything based on the theme of the day in whatever way you see fit.

Day One (8/26): Role Reversal

Day Two (8/27): Confession

Day Three (8/28): Shooting Star

Day Four (8/29): Classic Novels

Day Five (8/30): Movie/TV Marathon

Day Six (8/31): Fandom Crossover/AU

Day Seven (9/1): Gadgets

Mods will track the tags #tobeckyweek and #tobecky-week. If you want to participate, please tag your work with either of these tags within the first five tags so the mods can find your work! Or you can submit it to us here.

Please be sure to read our Rules before you begin. Thank you, and remember, robots forever!

[ask-tobey-mccallister-iii]

Hey there! Just got back from your Tobey blog, big fan btw !! Quick question though, do you think you'll be active over there anytime soon? No pressure, just curious!

Hi there, friendly anon! It’s really nice to know that I still have avid followers of that blog, despite its inactivity. ;A; Really warms my heart.

Yes, I do plan to get back to my ask-tobey blog eventually! As to how soon…I can’t really say, unfortunately.

A lot of stuff within the past year and even this year has thrown me for a giant loop, and I’m trying to adjust my footing to it all. Recently, I’ve been busy with other big fandom projects (including one for WG) and my new job, so until I develop a bit of a better rhythm with balancing those, I don’t think I’ll get back to the Tobey blog as soon as I’d like.

I know I left the blog in the middle of an M!A, and I sincerely apologize for that.

Thank you all for being so patient with me so far. I’m truly grateful for the support.

[ask-tobey-mccallister-iii]

Glad you could join us! And don't be confused by appearance of the people you meet. They aren't who you think they are. In any way, did Cheshire give you a way out? If not you could always get lost. She always seems to show up when your lost. I know what your thinking, and no, it's not unusual for us to disappear. I do all the time. Also, peice of advice, if you meet the queen, don't make her mad. *disappears* ~Ebony~

(Mun: Wonderland M!A ask 4/5)

“‘Aren’t who I think they are?’” Tobey repeated. “But-”

Once Ebony disappeared, he jumped in his seat.

He looked to Becky, or, rather, the Mad Hatter, and shouted, “Did you see that?!”

The Hatter and Bob burst out laughing. “You can’t see what’s gone, silly! Why, that’s completely absurd, isn’t it, March Hare?”

Bob nodded so fast his fake rabbit ears almost fell off his head.

Just then, the teapot in front of the Hatter rattled. The top slipped off and out popped….

“Doctor Two-Brains?!” Tobey said, his eyes widening.

The doctor was the size of an actual mouse, dressed in a pudgy-looking mouse suit to boot. This seemed to bring on another bout of laughter from both Becky and Bob.

The doctor yawned and glanced up at Tobey with bleary eyes. “Huh? Doctor? No…I’m the Door Mouse.”

The Hatter snorted. “The Door Mouse? A doctor? Can you imagine?” she asked, turning to Bob.

Bob fell to the floor, clutching his stomach.

The Door Mouse glared at the two of them. “Hey, you two. I’m tryin'a sleep here! Geez, what’s a mouse gotta do?”

“Indeed, what?” Becky asked, resting her head in a hand. She seemed to calm down at last. “Perhaps a song?”

Tobey straightened in his seat. He had never heard Becky sing before.

She waved at Bob. “March Hare?”

Bob got onto the table and squeaked a tune. Becky hummed along, tapping her fingers in time with his squeaking. 

Soon enough, Doctor Two-Brains fell asleep again. He hung right over the edge of the teapot, snoring away.

“Alright, now!” Becky’s eyes flickered back to Tobey. “Would you like to celebrate your merry unbirthday with us?”

“It’s not my….” He paused. “Wait, ‘unbirthday’? But…that’s not a word, Becky.”

“‘Not a word’? Well, I said it, didn’t I?” she retorted and took a long sip of her tea.

“Yes, but-”

“Well then!” she shouted, slamming her cup down onto its saucer. She had an almost crazed gleam in her eye. “A very merry unbirthday to you! And me! And you!” She pointed to Bob, and he doubled over laughing.

“But what is an unbirthday?” Tobey asked, exasperated.

“It’s every day that isn’t your birthday,” Becky said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “Geez, Tobey, I thought you were a boy genius.”

“I am a boy genius!” he grumbled. “It’s just….” He narrowed his eyes. “Wait, you called me ‘Tobey’ just now. I don’t think I properly introduced myself to you, Hatter.”

She and Bob exchanged glances then burst out laughing once more. “Everyone in Wonderland knows who you are, Tobey. Why, you’re a regular Alice.”

“A regular what?”

“C’mon!” she shouted, shoving a cup of tea in his hand. “We must celebrate our unbirthdays together!”

Tobey stared down at his tea with a raised eyebrow. “Well, if you insist, my dear, I suppose I must, mustn’t I?” he said with a hint of a smile on his face. “I propose a toast to our merry unbirthdays then.”

“A very merry unbirthday to you then!” Becky said and rose her cup. Bob squeaked and followed her example.

After a few peaceful moments of drinking tea, Becky got up to sit beside him. “Are you enjoying our little party?” She smiled at him over the arm of her chair and rest her chin on her hands.

Tobey found that, despite her rather odd clothes and behavior, she still looked as enchanting as ever. His eyes darted away. “I am. What of it?” 

He mentally cursed himself for snapping at her, but she didn’t seem bothered by it. “That’s good. Care for a riddle, then?” There was a challenge in her eyes as her smile grew.

He couldn’t help but return the smile. “Why not? I’m sure I’ll be able to solve it easily.”

She leaned just a little closer. “Oh, I doubt it. I hardly know the answer myself.”

Tobey’s confusion must have been plain on his face because she let a few snorts rip through her laughter. “Alright,” she said after calming down. “How is a raven like a writing desk?”

He opened his mouth then, after coming up with nothing, reluctantly shut it again. After a few more moments, he crossed his arms and slunk in his seat. “Well, if you don’t know, how am I supposed to?” he grumbled.

“Because you’re a boy genius.”

She had said it with such conviction, he turned to stare incredulously at her. Her expression was so fiercely serious then, it almost made him blush.

Tobey looked away. “Hmph. It’s about time you admitted it. …Even if this place isn’t real.”

She tilted her head. “Not real?” Becky laughed. “You’ve got some mad notions, that’s for sure. And I should know.”

Suddenly, Tobey began to feel antsy. This wasn’t real, so why was he indulging in this nonsensical tea party? Ebony had said these people weren’t who he thought they were, so what was the point?

He stood up, refusing to look at the Hatter. “This has been nice, but I’m afraid I must go. I need to find my way home. Do you know how I can get there?”

“Well, the Red Queen might help you. That is, if you catch her in the right mood.”

Tobey furrowed his eyebrows. “She sounds rather volatile. Are you sure I should ask her for help?”

“Well, if you don’t ask, you’ll never know!” Becky replied, and Bob nodded.

“I suppose you’re right.” He brushed himself off then dared look over at the Hatter once more. “Do you know where I might find her?”

“I can help with that,” a familiar, soft voice called out to him from above.

They all looked up, and Becky and Bob smiled. “Ah, Cheshire Cat! Excellent timing! Are you going to celebrate your unbirthday with us today?”

“Not today,but thank you for the offer anyway, Hatter,” Violet said as she swirled around in the air.

“So, Vi…. Er, Cheshire Cat.” Tobey cleared his throat and started again. “Where might I find the Red Queen?”

“Well, you could try over there. “She pointed to the left. “Or…over there.” She pointed to the right.

Tobey scowled. “This again? You’re no help at all.”

Becky and Bob laughed at this.

“But I personally would take the shortcut,” she finished. With a dramatic flourish of her hands, Violet somehow made a portion of a nearby tree’s trunk open like a door. Tall shrubs lined the inside of an area that led to a beautiful palace beyond.

“Oh. Right. The…shortcut,” Tobey muttered. He glanced up to thank her, but Violet had already disappeared.

I should have expected something like that….

He turned to Becky and Bob one last time. “Goodbye, Hatter. March Hare.”

Right as he turned to leave, however, another voice grumbled, “Hey, what about me?”

Doctor Two-Brains frowned at him over the rim of the teapot.

“I didn’t think you were awake,” Tobey admitted.

“Well, I am now because somebody decided they were too good to say goodbye to me.”

Tobey made a face. “Oh for Pete’s sake, goodbye, Two-Brains, you pesky mouse.”

“And good night!” Two-Brains added before curling up inside the teapot and shutting the lid over himself.

Tobey spared one last glance at the Mad Hatter and threw her a wry smile. “I’ll try to figure out why a raven is like a writing desk for you, Hatter,” he said as a sort of farewell.

Her face brightened. “Will you really?”

“I mean…if it’s that important to you….” He coughed and quickly turned away.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me, my dear, I must be going.” Tobey whirled back to the strange portal and went through without once looking back.

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Where I’ve Been

(Mun: I know I haven’t answered any questions in a while. Heck, I didn’t even finish the Wonderland M!A yet, and it’s been practically a month since I answered the last ask. For those who have stuck around with this mess of a blog for so long, thank you, and you all deserve an explanation for what’s been going on.

It’s kinda long, so I’ll put it under the cut.

So my not answering asks as consistently anymore is due to a bunch of different things going on right now.

For the last few months or so, I just really haven’t been motivated to do much of the things I usually love doing. Running this blog was one of them. Part of that has to do with the fact that I have really bad anxiety, and I’m a perfectionist to boot. If something I do doesn’t seem perfect to me, then I automatically think it’s trash, and then my anxiety ramps that up and I think stuff like, Well, why even bother if it’s going to be trash anyway? This is terrible. I’m terrible. No one cares anyway, so just stop trying.

Some of you might be thinking, “Well, why can’t you stop? Just think positive!”

But the thing with anxiety is you literally can’t. No matter how much you try, no matter how much you want to stop feeling down and agitated and scared, you can’t. It’s a nightmare to deal with, and it’s only gotten worse since near the end of last year. I’ve gotten to the point where just being in class sends me reeling, and I feel as if I can’t breathe sometimes in public places.

There’s also a bunch of other stuff that have shot down my motivation further. My great-grandmother passed away very recently, and it was the first personal death I had ever experienced before. I’d never lost anyone close to me like that before, and it shook me up. I’m still shaken by it, and it hurts to even think about it. My great-grandmother helped raise me as a child. She was such a rock in my life when my parents were busy with work and no one else could take care of me. It hurts a lot to have to write this down. It’s like I’m admitting it to myself, even if it doesn’t seem real yet.

I honestly feel like I’m losing myself, and if I answer asks now, it’s like I’m going through the motions. I want my replies for this blog to be genuine.

I’ve already barely been on my main blog, and my responses to posts and stuff there have felt so fake to me, it kind of disgusts me. I don’t like having to pretend to feel a certain way when I don’t feel that way.

So, what I’m trying to say is, I’m going to take an indefinite hiatus for this blog. I feel like I need to sort my emotions out and get a better hold of myself before I go on further.

Tomorrow, I’ll try to get through the remaining Wonderland M!A asks, but after that, I’ll be taking a break.

Thank you to those who took the time to read this, and thank you for understanding.

Until next time.)

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Is anyone else you know in Wonderland?

(Mun: Wonderland M!A ask 3/5)

Tobey could have sworn the towering flowers around him had eyes, and the way they leaned toward one another seemed like they were whispering secrets to each other. Of course, he quickly shook the thought off. Flowers simply could not do such things. The whispering he heard as he went down the path had to be the wind...right?

An envelope with wings fluttered over to him just then, and he stared at it for a moment before grabbing it and tentatively opening it. Inside was this ask, oddly enough.

“Well, I’ve just met Violet, though I guess she is the sort of person I would expect to be here,” he said aloud. For some reason, he felt that had answered the question, and the flying note seemed so too, because it then tucked itself away and flew off to who-knows-where.

The path finally opened up to a bright clearing where a long, crooked table set with mismatched crockery lined each spot. Most of the table was empty, save for a girl and a monkey sitting at the head of the table.

Much to his surprise, it was Becky, dressed in the oddest attire he had ever seen. It was a strange cross of her WordGirl uniform and her everyday garb, with an oversized top hat tipped on her head as if to finish it off. Her monkey companion was dressed in much the same way, except he had bunny ears on his head. They had been laughing hysterically all the while. Ebony sat at a seat nearby, sipping tea.

He ran up to them, overjoyed. “Becky!” he called out, and she turned to look at him.

“‘Becky’?” she repeated, sounding as if she were trying to choke back laughter. “No, you silly goose! I’m the Mad Hatter! Though you must be even be more mad than I am to mistake me for some Becky.”

She and Bob howled with laughter, and Tobey felt both insulted and confused. 

He looked to Ebony for help, but Becky sprung up and pulled him to a seat before he could ask what was going on. “Come! Sit! Have some tea with us to celebrate our merry unbirthdays!”

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(To Mun: I'm going to use the names given in the latest film addaption instead of titles.Ah, yes. It seems to me everyone who gets here from above follows Nivens. He's around here somewhere, but rabbits always seem to disappear. Anyways, if you want to get back you'd have to find Cheshire. He usually hangs out in the woods or with the duchess. I'll probably meet up with you there. - Ebony

(Mun: Wonderland M!A ask 2/5)

“What?” Tobey whirled around, only for Ebony to disappear.

He blew a stray strand of hair from his face in a huff. “Well, that’s just typical…. How am I supposed to find this…Cheshire person if I don’t know what they look like?”

A soft giggle sounded from a tree branch behind him and he looked back. It was Violet, of all people, dressed in a purple-and-pink striped shirt and wearing what looked to be…cat ears?

“Violet? What are you doing here?”

She laughed again and lied on her back to look at him. “Violet? Yes, I suppose I am violet, and not violet. As you can see, I am also tickled pink.” She pointed to one of her pink stripes on her shirt.

He stared at her. He didn’t remember Violet ever being this strange before.

“Um, anyway, how do I get out of here? I was told that I was supposed to meet some Cheshire person, but I haven’t the faintest idea who that is, or where I would really begin to look.”

Violet grinned at him. “Why, I do believe you’ve looked and found her already.” She stood up and bowed her head. “I am the Cheshire Cat, at your service.”

He narrowed his eyes, unsure of why she was acting like this. He supposed he should just play along, for now.

“Alright…Vi…Cat.” The name did not roll off his mouth easily. “Could you tell me the way back home?”

“Well, that would be up to you. You could take that way or this one.” Violet pointed in either direction, crossing her arms over one another.

He scowled. “Well, thank you for those incredibly unhelpful directions.” He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. 

Remembering something Ebony had said earlier, he said, “Alright, if you’re not going to tell me that, could you at least tell me where the Hatter is having tea? Perhaps they would be more helpful.”

Violet smiled a wide, almost unsettling smile that was very unlike the soft grins she usually had on her face. “The Hatter? She’s down this way.” She swept her arm out, and a group of flowers much taller than himself parted to reveal a hidden path. He could hear faint, familiar laughter coming down the path.

He turned to thank her, but she had disappeared.

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(Don't answer my last Mun ask. I just reread the last part of your answer to the question) Ah, Hello Toby. Would you like to join me and hatter for tea? After all, you are British. Sorry, I know it's a stereotype but it's usually true. Anyways, how did you even get here? ~Ebony

Tobey still felt he wasn’t meant to be there, but how else was he supposed to finish this magic anon ask?

He sighed. “Oh, why not? It’s not as if this ask could get any stranger.... As to how I got here...I don’t really know myself. I followed a strange rabbit to a hole in the ground and wound up here all of a sudden.”

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Wonderland M!A Intro

Tobey shouldn’t have followed that blasted rabbit down its blasted hole. But a talking rabbit in a waistcoat had to garner some—alright, a lot—of his attention. The whole notion was mad—and vaguely familiar, too.

Now he was lost in this ridiculous, nonsensical land full of oddities he could never have come up with on his own. His thought process was much too methodical to create something as whimsical as this, so the obvious conclusion was that this had to be real...somehow.

And yet, for all the strangeness the land held, he still had a way to answer questions for his ask blog. He narrowed his eyes and understood right away what had happened.

“Oh, how I despise magic anons...” he grumbled under his breath.

[ask-tobey-mccallister-iii]

(To Mun: Once you finish this M!A, could you do a tobey in wonderland M!A? Where Tobey falls down the rabbit hole and we have to help him out. It could also like disorient him and make him a little mad/crazy. I just think this would be funny) ~Petra Pan~

(Mun: Sure! That sounds fun.

Okay, I’ll answer five new asks centering around this Wonderland M!A! Be sure to send in some Wonderland-related asks! I’d prefer RP-type asks so I have more to work with, but any type of ask works, too.)

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How is Nova?

She’s fine. She’s grown bigger since when we first got her, but she’s still quite small enough to fit on my lap. She hops onto my lap quite often, actually, which does get a bit irksome if I’m in the middle of drawing a blueprint for a new robut.

Though I must say, she has become quite the useful henchman after learning how to bring me my tools when I’m building robuts in my laboratory. They may not be the right ones most of the time, but I’m confident she’ll learn. She is my cat, after all.

[ask-tobey-mccallister-iii]

Y u a nerd?

You spelled “boy genius” wrong, anon.

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Theodore? More like Theodorable.

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Any luck with getting word girl to notice you. Like, in a good way?

I don’t need luck when I’ve got charm, anon.

…To answer your question, though, yes, I have.

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have you ever worn bow ties with patterns on them? like galaxies or dog tooth patterns?

No, actually. All my bow ties are red.

Though, I suppose I could wear a bow tie with little robut heads on it, if such a design exists. And the galaxy bow tie sounds rather nice, too.