#tobias fox

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[archer12xx]

Let's Play "This Chocolate is Called...?"

Tobias is sitting on the sofa watching a rerun of some show he appeared in when you approached him. You quietly sat beside him and slowly, with your right hand, you showed him a piece of chocolate... "This chocolate is called...?" you asked. He stared at the chocolate for a few seconds before turning to you and showering you with kisses. You giggle as you try to say, "Correct."

He stopped for a second to take the chocolate from you. He peeled it, popped it into his mouth, and got back to business.😘💋💋💋

[myotomebiaseslivehere]

Infinite Blue Theories

Alright, we got the green light on theory-posting, so it is a-ok to whip out my corkboard and talk about some theories I have about Infinite Blue. After playing through the Infinite Blue demo several hundred times and basically researching my little heart out, I've been left with some thoughts and theories that I want to throw out into the world to see what other people think. Let's start with the stuff that has caught my eye first:

Trailer Lyrics:

Tobias: "Feel the weight, the pressure to win. A wink, a nudge, a threatening grin."

Rory: "And one more job, that's what they all say."

Brooklyn: "Take it from the boss, (with Alexei), your loss is their gain."

Milo: "Every scrape, every scrap won't be clean."

Rory: "That's exactly why you gotta be mean."

Leo: "Before you know it, you're swept in the tide."

Tobias: "No choice but to let it ride."

K: "I've heard enough of these useless excuses. I know your fruitless abuse of the truth is..."

Several of the main six: "Respect the hustle."

My big questions:

Who are the main six really?

This one is difficult to answer because even though we know quite a bit about the main boys from the demo and asks (occupations, hobbies, ages, etc.), there is also a lot we don't know about them as well. With no information, my gut instinct would be that they're all just perfectly normal dudes who somehow got mixed up with this app business, but all of the stuff listed above makes me pause. In the last chat of the demo, K pops in and says to the MC: "Did you forget the kind of people that you're talking to?" When you combine that with the fact that the lyrics of the trailer song mention "one last job" and "respect the hustle", it seems to indicate that the main six have secrets or perhaps are into some not-so-great activities. This leads me into a couple trains of thought:

Perhaps the main six are in on some kind of con or heist together? It would put a lot of the song's lyrics into context and depending on if K is also in on the con/heist, it would also put his comment into context as well. If we look at the group, it's a pretty good Ocean's 11 set-up: Brooklyn has money and prestige; Tobias has money and fame; Milo has access to loads of info through the security feeds;  Alexei is incredibly smart and has access to scientific equipment/possibly classified information; and Rory and Leo? Well, they don't quite fit, but both work in common gathering places that would potentially make them good at gathering secrets? If we're running with this theory, maybe the heist is set to take place during the big storm that's been heavily foreshadowed and meeting and/or falling for the MC throws a wrench in the boys' plans? I'm not 100% sold on this theory, which leads me to theory

Maybe the main six are being blackmailed by someone or multiple someones? This could go with the heist/con theory, but they could also be being blackmailed for other things (money, information, favors, etc). It would fit with the reluctance I think several characters have in the trailer song. The blackmailer could be K, but I could also see the blackmailer being someone different on each route as well. If it is someone different on each route, where does that leave K?

Who is K and what is K's relationship with the boys and/or the MC?

K is a bit of an enigma. At the moment, we don't know much about him beyond the fact that he wears glasses, like sweets/candy, and he has access to the same chat room as the main boys, if the demo is any indication. He also knows who the boys are, confirmed by his chat in the demo where he mentions seeing all of them throughout the day, but none of them happen to notice him.

I want to circle back to the line that K says to the MC at the end of the demo: "Did you forget the kind of people that you're talking to?" and his line during the trailer song: "I've heard enough of these useless excuses. I know your fruitless abuse of the truth is..." What does this mean exactly?

To me, it seems like K may either be their employer in this hypothetical heist or have a vendetta against the main six. I'm leaning towards the latter. He seems to alternate between treating them with contempt (trailer song) and watching them analytically (him commenting on the main six joining in the scavenger hunt by saying "This will be interesting").

An alternative to being a blackmailer or having a vendetta could be that K is running some kind of social experiment involving the boys and this app? That would fit with his analytical nature and why he seems to be keeping a distance from the boys (better to observe the experiment from a distance!). Also, worth noting that he says "I suppose it's more interesting this way" in reference to MC getting closer with the boys. Very behavioral scientist of you, K. 🤔

Last guess: Maybe K is some kind of investigator with a grudge against the main six? No evidence for this one per se, but I think it would be neat and could work.

How does the MC fit into this? It's possible that they're just a random person who got caught up in this completely by chance, but I have another theory. What if the MC is working with K? Why else would K say "Did you forget the kind of people that you're talking to?" to the MC if the MC didn't already know what kind of people K thinks the main six are? I think maybe K recruited the MC to help with whatever his plans, but the MC falling for one of the main six is gonna throw a wrench in those plans. It would be really interesting if maybe the MC wanted revenge against the main six and joined up with K, but ended up falling for them instead. The angst, the drama, the heartbreak.

Anyway, these are my half-coherent, tossed together at the last minute theories, so anyone has any corrections or theories they want to add, please feel free to do so! Thank you to Velvet Fox Games for giving me something to hyperfixate on in my scant free time!

[tarashima]

Sometimes, self-care is going through the asks on Velvetfox's tumblr and draw one of them ^w^

[stillsundazed]

Late submission for the Infinite Blue profile picture contest! Didn’t have enough time to draw all the guys, but had a lot of fun with these four. Please go check out the demo and follow the devs if you haven’t!

[bunanawhale]

posting this here as well, i decided to join @velvetfoxgames ' contest as an excuse to draw all of them LOL

i'll be posting them in batches bc this is taking me way too long to work on and i am but a wee lil shark trying to draw 6 characters haha

[kimeyngo]

i think hes sooooo pog (drew a few days ago)

[wormizh]

get in loser we're going ghost hunting | tobias fox

tl;dr: Office AU + Tobias really, really, REALLY thinks the team should try out some ghost hunting for a fall team-building activity. Apparently he’s got some history with some ghosts.

warnings/info: Established Tobias/MC + gender neutral MC (referred to as “MC”) + written for an AU writing challenge in the Velvet Fox discord server! I combined the prompts Office AU & Psychic (Ghost Hunting) AU. Sorry it’s a chatfic I just think text messages are sillay and fun.

Group Chat: The Office (2005) but Cooler

Tobias: sorry Rory but I can’t drop this.

Tobias: What do u mean u dont believe in ghosts

Rory: It has literally been hours since we had that conversation.

Rory: But fine. I mean I don’t believe in ghosts.

Tobias: BUT WHYYYY

Rory: Because theyre not real?

Rory: I'm not having this conversation 

Rory: AGAIN.

Rory: And especially not with you. 

Tobias: WHAT

Tobias: someone back me up T-T

Brooklyn: I am sorry, but I don’t think I could definitely agree they’re real. 

Brooklyn: Though, just in case, I don’t think we should go bother the undead.

Brooklyn: I find them very interesting, though. Ghosts are very prevalent in gothic Victorian literature. The supernatural and spiritual were very popular at the time.

Leo: I think ghosts are cool!! :D

Leo: but Brooklyn’s right ^^;

Leo: Haven’t you ever seen a horror movie? Ghost hunting is like step one to death by ghosts lol

Tobias: ugh

Tobias: UGH. again. 

MC: I don’t know why our team bonding experience would HAVE to be ghost hunting

MC: nobody else seemed that into it when you were bringing it up during our break.

MC: and wouldn’t you get freaked out? You can barely sit through horror movies sometimes.

MC: no offense Tobias :)

MC: how would we even know where to find them anyways?

Tobias: Offense taken, actually.

Tobias: BUT FOR THE VIBES?? DUH?

Tobias: It’s literally halloween.

Tobias: And now I’m on a mission. I’ve got to disprove Rory.

Rory: -_- It is September.

Tobias: literally halloween.

Tobias: Plus, I already checked

Tobias: we’re in ghost central, baby B)

Tobias: This city’s soooo haunted. There are tons of ghosts around

Tobias: and look

Tobias: not that it’s my JOB to convince a bunch of NON BELIEVERS

Brooklyn: No, your job is communicating with our clients.

Leo: LOL

Brooklyn: :)

Tobias: …

Tobias: BUT I have had enough ghost experiences to know that you guys are gonna be, like, soooo haunted for being rude about this rn

MC: u have ghost experiences?

MC: What happened?

Tobias: Nope! You guys missed ur chance!! You don't get to hear it >:P 

Leo: !!!

Leo: WAIT

Leo: is this the one u used at the ice breaker

Leo: when we got hired

Leo: hahahahAHAHA

Tobias: NO. 

Tobias: IT IS A DIFFERENT ONE. 

Tobias: OF MY MANY PARANORMAL ENCOUNTERS

MC: oh?

MC: is it embarrassing?

 Tobias: no. I would never do or say anything embarrassing. Ever.

Tobias: B)

Tobias: But how about we stop talking for a little while.

MC: No, let's not.

MC: What happened Leo?

Leo: sooooooooo

Leo: anyways ^^

Tobias: LEOOO D:

Leo: when we were interning together

Leo: we were supposed to share fun anecdotes to get to know the team

Tobias: this is so not cool behavior of you

Leo: and when it got to Tobias…

[Milo has entered the chat]

Tobias: STOP OKAY OKAY ok ok okok ok ok

Tobias: I’ll say it

Tobias: Fine.

Tobias: I said my first kiss was with a ghost.

Rory: WHAT?

Brooklyn: Sorry?

Leo: HAHAHAHA

MC: LOL????

Brooklyn: How does that work? Ghosts aren’t corporeal.

Rory: THAT’S the issue?!?!?

Tobias: LOOK

Tobias: T-T

Tobias: I WAS KIDDING

Tobias: it wasn't REALLY A KISS OK

Tobias: obviously not. That would be stupid. 

Tobias: Because if the ghost was really that close to me it would just possess my body lol

Rory: …

Rory: Right. And you would never say something stupid.

Tobias: DON'T EVEN!!!!!

Tobias: Some friends and I in high school were messing around

Tobias: y’know. Ghost hunting. Like normal people

Tobias: and our emf sensor started going crazy

Tobias: right next to my face

Tobias: Cause it's irresistible

Tobias: Haha.

Tobias: so…

Tobias: AS A JOKE!!!

Tobias: we called it a kiss

Tobias: bc yknow when you’re terrified but also incredibly funny, like me, you make jokes.

Tobias: and then

Tobias: AS A JOKE

Tobias: in the safety

Tobias: OR WHAT I THOUGHT WAS SAFETY!!!

Tobias: of an innocent breakroom icebreaker

Tobias: I bring this up

Tobias: and then my SUPPOSED FRIEND, LEO

Tobias: uses it to stab me in the BACK!!!!!!! YEARS LATER!!!!! D:<

Leo: sorrryyyy :P

Milo: So is this why you were bugging us all about going ghost hunting as our team builder.

Milo: So you could meet up with your ghost ex?

Rory: LMAOOOOOOOO

Tobias: NO?!

Tobias: NO.

Leo: HAHAHAHA

Tobias: T-T T-T T-T

Tobias: I don’t want to do team bonding with any of you guys.

Tobias: This sucks.

Brooklyn: Well we have to pick something by the end of the week.

Brooklyn: Though I don’t think management would approve using our resources for personal interests like this, Tobias. Even if this would make for a wonderful gothic romance.

Tobias: not you too…….

MC: don’t worry, tobias!!

MC: · ୧(๑•̀ㅁ•́๑) i’ll help you reunite with your long dead lost love

MC: for a proper kiss this time!!

Tobias: noooooo

Tobias: T^T

Tobias: if anything you should get freaked out by the ghosts

Tobias: and then WE should kiss~

MC: that’d make your ghost ex a very good wingman

Tobias: baaabeeeee…

MC: but i can just kiss you without all of that :)

Tobias: Oh.

Tobias: :)

Milo: Ugh I know you guys cleared your relationship with HR but do you have to do that in the groupchat

Tobias: BOOOO!!! sorry you hate LOVE

Rory: You would put boo and love in the same sentence wouldn't you. 

Rory: Ghost boy.

Leo: HAHA RORY

Leo: Well.

Leo: now that I know it’s for love, I’m in favor of your plan Tobias :)

Brooklyn: Me as well.

Tobias: GUYS 

[Alexei has entered the chat]

Milo: I don’t care what we do for team bonding

Milo: But 

Milo: I would like to see Tobias find nothing. 

Milo: It would be funny. 

Milo: So sure, let’s go ghost hunting

Tobias: Milooooo c'moonnnn….

Alexei: I wouldn’t mind going.

Alexei: I’m curious about what equipment is used to detect ghosts.

Tobias: Thanks Alexei T-T at least I can count on you

Alexei: And, if you do have a romantic encounter with a ghost, I think this would be interesting to see as well :)

Rory: LMAO

Tobias: MAN!!!!

MC: And i’ll try not to get jealous

MC: promise :)

Tobias: ur all the worst T-T

[mhudson92]

[sailxrmxrs]

more infinite blue fics who could have guessed teehee. this one's for tobias nation i am being nice to you for once <3 but also make it rivals to lovers because i want to write about tobias being mean but also i adore the 'we dislike each other but also pretend we don't secretly have feelings for each other' trope so much it tastes so good. i had a whole other plan for this but then rings of power happened and the galadriel/halbrand dynamic grabbed me in a chokehold so u get this instead. writing this was also a struggle of me battling my internet while also fighting the urge to keep playing piofiore episodio 1926. it's been a TIME. but take some more fantasy/historical au tobias bc WHY NOT RIGHT also!! a content warning for violence/blood/injuries basically your usual fantasy things. stay comfy gamers and buckle in bc it's a long one o7

The sun had about reached its peak in the sky as you strolled through the castle grounds. Today was a rare day spared from your regular duties, a blessing that only came once every few weeks. There truly was no greater pleasure than to be awoken by the sun’s first morning rays brushing your face and turning over, burrowing further under the covers for an extra hour of sleep. That extra sliver of rest was enough to alleviate the persisting tiredness from the last few days. And now, a clear schedule ahead, there was a window of time dedicated entirely to you. So, as fitting with your station, you were making your way to the main training room. Other fighters of the King’s army were scattered about the courtyard, those relieved of their duties for the day swing swords at training dummies or sparring with a partner. Considering the bright skies and gentle warmth in the air, most were making the most of the nice weather. What nicer backdrop to the rigorous training regimes than a clear sky and the far-off sound of birds chirping atop the castle walls? However, in spite of the perfect conditions, days off were enjoyed much more thoroughly when spent alone. Of course, you enjoyed the companionship of your fellow fighters—they were the people you trained so hard to defend and aid in battle, after all. But no matter how close you may be with a great deal of them, days off were you to revel in your own company.

There were no sounds to be heard coming from inside the training room, the exact sign you were hoping for that the next two hours of your time would be spent in comfortable solitude. Releasing a satisfied sigh, you stepped over the threshold and assessed the equipment available. In doing so, your eyes landed on a familiar figure loosing an arrow into a target standing at the far end of the expansive room. Tobias. He was no new addition to the fighting ranks but had been a thorn in your side from the moment you laid eyes on him. He’d been recruited after a raid on a suspected rebel camp years ago after pleading innocence and offering his services in the form of battle prowess for the King. He was employed on a temporary basis until he was proved trustworthy enough to not act as a double agent and had been part of your day-to-day life ever since. At first his overly confident words were brushed aside as a nervous desire to be accepted among the others but as time went on, he proved that he was simply that confident in himself. Although perhaps arrogant was more apt. Tobias walked about the place as though he owned it, when he wasn’t being watched by superiors, that was. He held himself with indescribable regard that perhaps even the King himself couldn’t match And, of course, he could sense your dislike for him from a mile away. He would find ways to get himself assigned to work alongside you, would seek you out as for sparring practice, would take up a seat beside you during meal hours. Tobias spent more time with you than your shadow did—it felt that way, anyway.

Typically spending so much time in another person’s presence led to a close friendship developing but the exact opposite had transpired between the both of you. The mutual hatred was palpable, creating a tension so heavy it could almost be seen if someone focused their eyes hard enough. Threats of violence were commonplace and whenever you sparred together, neither held back; someone always walked away with a black eye or bruised rib from a harsh kick to their side. How the contempt for one another had grown so far was a true enigma to many of your friends, all looking on in question of whether the animosity was purely hatred or if another emotion lingered deep beneath. There had not been one standout moment to facilitate your less than pleasant feelings toward Tobias, but rather a general sense of distrust. He was not one to share much of his past nor did he show any desire to partake in activities that weren’t mandatory. He’d cite excuses of prior plans or tiredness from a day of patrols and leave for his room, only to be undiscoverable within the hour. Where he went was unknown to anyone but himself and you couldn’t help but begin to harbour seeds of distrust, only fuelling the fires of resentment with each day that passed.

Even now as Tobias lazily approached the target, having shot it directly in the centre, you were itching to wipe the smug smile that no doubt stretched across his face. He had paused at the target with the arrow sitting now in his hands as he examined it, fingers gently touching the head of the arrow with each gentle tap against his fingertips. Eyes darting to the throwing knives beside you, temptation snuck up onto your shoulder and whispered in your ear. Tobias had not yet noticed your arrival or, if he had, he was ignoring you likely to incite action. If action was what he sought, you would happily oblige. You took up a knife, eyes zoning on your target and letting it fly free. The throwing knife hit its mark exactly as intended, brushing past Tobias’ cheek and implanting itself in the target in front of him.

“A dangerous game you’re playing there, aren’t you? Two can play at that game,” he drawled, indifference lacing his words before he snapped into action and notched an arrow, aimed and shot at the spot on the wall right above your head. It had come dangerously close to your scalp, the feeling of the arrow brushing over your hair and sending a shudder down your spine.

"Is it dangerous if I trust in my skills?"

"Ah, but what if I had moved in the way? Would you tend to my wounds for me?" Tobias prowled across the training room, eyes fixed on you. He met your scowl with his mouth quirked into a scrutinising smile, as though he were calculating your intentions and assessing the best way to slither beneath your skin. Judging from the amusement all over his face, he was well into the process of concocting said plan.

"In your dreams. Watching you bleed out would give me great pleasure," you quipped, arms folding across your chest as you refused to back down to his towering frame. Tobias was far too tall for his own good, and it only fuelled his already staggering self-confidence.

His smile turned to a grin as he stopped in front of you. "Well, I do strive to please. In all areas, might I add." Tobias' grin only grew as you scoffed and pushed him away with disgust. "Too far? And here I thought you could handle a little more than that." Tobias now had an arm holding onto the casing of the door frame above your head as he leaned in closer despite the hand that tried to keep him at bay.

“Do you have to stand so close?”

Tobias ignored you, staying completely still as he continued on as though you’d never spoken. “You know, I’m surprised you’re not out there training with the others. You know how much I loathe seeing you spar with anyone other than me.”

“Hasn’t it ever crossed your mind that I do it simply because you hate it so much?” You could feel yourself getting more and more frustrated the loner you remained talking to Tobias, but there was no backing out of this encounter. Not if you wanted to retain any semblance of your dignity. Should you walk away now, Tobias would hold it over your head for weeks or, more likely, months.

The corner of Tobias’ lip twitched as though the idea of being so thoroughly disliked by you entertained him—as though this were all some long-running game of cat and mouse. “I’m flattered you think of me so much around other men. You know, if you crave my attention so badly, you need only visit my room. You know where it is, after all.”

“Rather presumptuous of you to assume my thoughts of you are in any way nice.”

Tobias raised an eyebrow at your dismissal, quickly firing back with his sharp tongue. “And it’s rather presumptuous of you to believe I don’t enjoy that to my very core.”

You blanched for a moment, Tobias managing to knock you off balance with each quip he sent your way. The man was insatiable in all the wrong ways. “What? You enjoy the fact I loathe your presence? I’m not one to judge but that doesn’t sound entirely healthy.”

“Have you never heard of the saying ‘keep your friends close and your enemies closer’? Well, little fox, wouldn’t you like to find out how close we can be?” Tobias' voice was a low purr, his face now barely an inch away from your ear as he let the low dulcet tones of his voice sink beneath your skin. He was a lethal man in so many ways, but this felt far more life threatening than any dagger to your throat or arrow to your heart could ever feel.

"Not in the slightest. Now are we done here? Some of us have plans they'd rather leave undisturbed." It took a great deal of self restraint to not take a small step back or waver under Tobias' watch. He was still leaning in close, clearly unaffected by the distinct lack of amusment on your own features. He seemed to be weighing up his options, but at your refusal to back down he finally moved away, bored with your lacking reaction. Tobias wished you a happy training session, his voice completely devoid of any genuine well wishes as he walked away. It took a good few minutes to calm the annoyance that had swelled during the short encounter with him, your mind replaying certain choice words and phrases he'd used while you warmed up to train.

The remaining afternoon passed by uneventfully, your training session alleviating all Tobias related stress. There really was something therapeutic about slashing a sword against a training dummy as hard as you were physically able. Eventually your body reached its finishing point, muscles tinged with dull aches that could only be relieved by a steaming hot bath. It was the signifier you needed to call it a day and return to your room to enjoy the remainder of your afternoon without any pressing duties. You were free to spend some time indulging in hobbies you otherwise had to set aside in place of training newer recruits or studying new formations. That peace was later shattered, of course, when news arrived that the castle was under attack. Of all days for there to be an ambush of any kind, it had to be the one day you were supposed to be relieved of duties. But, despite fate's cruel timing, you prepared to take up arms and fight as was expected of you. This was what you trained so hard for.

Commotion and chaos consumed the courtyard. What once had been the sunny site of peaceful afternoon training was now a bloodsoaked battleground. Night had fallen, bringing with it the cover of darkness—which had its own benefits and drawbacks. The diminished light meant that you could easily hide in the shadows before striking the castle's attackers but, by the same token, they could just as easily do the same. Still, with all your experience in battle you believed wholeheartedly in yourself and the soldiers at your side going out into the night. Clamour of swords clashing, metal on metal like a cacophonous thunder, and the shouts of angers were the music of the night. It was never pleasant, nor did it get much easier with each fight you found yourself entrenched in. It wasn't long before your sword was stained a deep, dark colour, far removed from its once silver sheen under the light of the moon. Flecks of blood and mud adorned your cheeks, none of it your own. Though some of your comrades were not quite so lucky. There was no time to dwell on whose injuries were beyond saving no matter how biting the sting of death always seemed to be. All those complicated emotions could stir once you were safe again in the comforts of your bed.

Advancing to another section of the courtyard, you searched for signs of further infiltration. There was always the chance this onslaught of attackers was a mere distraction from some ulterior motive playing out elsewhere. Despite having slipped into the shadows to make your escape, a stray attacker took advantage of your false sense of security. Just as you registered the presence behind you, a sharp sting heated at your side. Ignoring the building pain, you swung into action. Luckily this was your only combatant. With your newly acquired injury, fighting more than one opponent would prove rather challenging. Possibly fatal. Dying here was not an option. Not for you. Even as you moved a portion too slowly, the hilt of your attacker's dagger colliding with your head, you couldn't contemplate the chances of losing no matter how quick your attacker might be—and they were unbelievably fast. You raised your sword, bracing for the oncoming pain that never seemed to arrive.

When you refocused your vision, adrenaline the only force keeping your knees from buckling, all that you could see was the all-too-familiar head of golden hair stood before you. Tobias held a bloodied sword in hand as he fended off your attacker with an excellent precision; he might be insufferable, but the man could certainly fight. Your vision blurred, the inflicted wounds creeping up on you—not to mention the pounding headache that had just been inflicted upon you. There was no chance you'd be seeing this battle to its end with these injuries. No matter how much you wanted to press on, you had to bandage the still bleeding wound at your side and find something to ease the ache in your head. A cold darkness threatened to pull you under, the blanket of unconsciousness feeling like a welcome idea if not for the fact that Tobias had just killed your attacker. Grasping onto those wispy tendrils of consciousness, your breathing heaved as you focused on Tobias. If anything would keep you awake and aware, it was spite; you couldn't let Tobias hold this over you. Never in a thousand years would you allow him to be the one responsible for your survival and so you moved to continue fighting, despite your instincts telling you to retreat.

"I knew you were stupid, but I didn't think you'd be stupid enough to throw your life away. You're injured. We need to fix you up," he called out, his breathing laboured as he remained rooted in place.

"So what if I am? I'm fine. I can fight." You had never been a good liar.

Tobias knew it too, walking closer as he reached for your wrist. "Please, just let me patch you up. You're clearly hurt." If you didn't know him better, you'd think there was some semblance of pain in his voice. Surely not.

"I told you, I'm fine. It's not as bad as you think. But I'll tend to it anyway. Alone." You made sure to stress the finality of your last comment. This was the last scenario in which you wanted Tobias' presence, let alone his aid. It wasn't that deep of a wound anyway. Nothing to fret over or concern anyone else with, least of all him. Despite his continued insistance to clean the wound and help dress it, you waved him off, erasing any evidence of the pulsing pain at your side until he finally gave in and listened. You weren't sure if he'd believed your claims but at least he'd finally acquiesced. Perhaps if he hadn't been so insufferably vexing in the training room earlier you might have relinquished and let him help you. But this was Tobias, ever the pain in your side even when staring in the face of mortal danger. When you finally reached the privacy of your rooms, peeling away the leather armour that protected your torso from sustaining further injuries, the pain only spread from the loss of pressure on the wound. You hissed at the feeling, head snapping up when you heard a familiar voice sigh from the doorway. Of course he hadn't believed you. Of course he'd come after you despite your instructions not to.

"And you said it wasn't that bad," Tobias said, his voice surprisingly languid considering the urgency with which he'd spoken earlier. He was leaning against the doorframe, his arms folded as he stared at the open wound at your side and the blood seeping onto your blouse.

You glared at him, unable to move the hand that instinctively came to your side to attempt to combat the pain. "Is this the part where you say ‘I told you so’? Because I’m really not in the mood for it right now, Tobias.”

He shook his head, stepping closer. It was now that you could see the dampened washcloth and gauze in his hands. “I’m going to patch you up like I said I would.”

“Thought I told you to leave it. That I could manage it myself."

“Did you really believe I’d listen? Did you really think I wouldn’t follow you?”

“No. I knew you would.” Your voice was quiet now, barely above a whisper as you angled your head away from Tobias. “You always do come to help, don’t you?”

Tobias continued his ministrations, treating your wound with utmost care. His hands were surprisngly gentle, barely ghosting your skin as he cleaned the wound as painlessly as possible. Whoever this Tobias was he was a farcry from the man you'd clashed with just a few hours ago. With every hiss of pain or involuntary twitch, Tobias would pause, eyes searching your face for any hint of distress.

“You can stop looking at me as though I’ll break. I can handle it,” you scolded, finally meeting his concerned look. He seemed strained, as though he was holding something back, though what exactly that was, you weren’t sure. Tobias was notoriously hard to read.

“Maybe you can. But I can’t.”

“And what’s that supposed to mean?”

Tobias sighed. You didn’t expect to feel the loss of his hands so strongly. “Nothing. Just…please don’t get yourself hurt like this again.”

You looked at him incredulously, the slight movement of your body sending a painful reminder that you needed to remain as still as possible right now. “And why do you care? I didn’t ask for you to come help me. Or even defend me back there. I don’t know what you were thinking, you could’ve gotten yourself injured or worse, killed!”

“That’s rich coming from you,” Tobias scoffed. He had finished cleaning the wound and had begun to dress it, his eyebrows knitted in annoyance. “If I hadn’t stepped in you’d be in a lot worse shape right now. Possibly not even standing to scold me.”

“So why’d you do it? Since when have you cared about my safety? I vaguely recall you shooting an arrow at my head earlier. Not exactly the actions of someone who cares for my physical health."

“You seem to forget that was an act of retaliation after you threw a knife flying past my face." He paused for a moment, hands halting in their movements. "And besides, little fox, the only one who’s allowed to kill you, is me.” Tobias had his hand on your chin, forcing you to hold his gaze. The eye contact was excrutiating, especially when you could see the murderous intent swimming in his eyes. Why he didn't just finish the job now, you didn't know. Clearly he wanted to. Yet he was bandaging you up as though he were a caring friend or doting lover, concerned for your wellbeing.

"Heavens above I hate you, Tobias," you whispered, knowing he heard every syllable as he looked into your face. If either of you moved even the slightest bit closer, his nose would be pressed against yours.

"All this talk of hating me and yet you didn't stab me when you had the chance, hm? I know you threw that dagger with no intention to strike true. You could've done it, you know? A single thought and I would have been gone. None the wiser to who my assassin would've been." Tobias' breath was warm over your face, every word painting your face and weighing you down. "Or perhaps you enjoy this little dynamic we have going on? Pretending that beneath all that hate and contempt there isn't the pulling tug of desire, begging for one of us to finally give in."

You tried to ignore the hand that danced on your uninjured waist—not to mention his burning touch still lingering on your chin. "You'll find me dead before I admit any kind of feelings for you."

"Oh, so you acknowledge they exist then? No matter how buried they may be, I guarantee it won't last. I know you far better than you give me credit for." The hand on your waist slipped beneath the blouse, his fingers cold on your side. You couldn't help the shiver that traveled the length of your spine as you struggled for a reply.

"Merely a lapse in judgement," you spoke, finally finding your voice. "Trust me, the moment I no longer owe you for saving my life? You're dead."

Tobias chuckled, the sound as cold as his touch had been. "We'll see about that, won't we? Hate me all you want. But we've got to keep you alive for that. I don't want you dead yet, anyway. And I'll kill anyone that even thinks about stealing my pleasures from me."

[infinite-blue-textposts]

[archer12xx]

Nothing's Sweeter than Words of Love ♡

A Valentine's Day Special ft. Infinite Blue Boys 🧡💚💙💜❤️💛🩷

(Just some notes/letters that I thought the boys would write for Valentine's Day)

• A sticky note found beside a red rose on top of a box filled with different kinds of expensive chocolates

• A note on a specially arranged bouquet of fresh flowers

• A note inside the paper bag of a box of jewelry (a silver flower bracelet)

• A sticky note found on a bar of chocolate

• A letter written on a scented paper found stuck in between a bouquet of red roses

• A printed letter, folded, and taped in front of the huge paper bag full of chocolates

• A sticky note you found in front of your door

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HAHAHAHA I honestly don't know if I was able to write the others alright. I only know Tobias' voice. Huhuh hope they're not bad. Anyway, Happy Infinite Valentine's Day!!! May you have the sweetest day today! Sending lots of hearts your way~ 🧡💚💙💜❤️💛🩷

P. S - I think Milo has his own sweet way of spending Valentine's Day with you and the two of you are the only ones who know about it. XD

[orpheofenn]

Good morning!!

Next up I've got a preview of a track from Tobias Fox's route! I collaborated with Kija, his voice actor, who laid down some great funk and jazzy guitar, rhythms and let me sample his voice!

Hope you enjoy it. ♡

[crybbyhero]

Halloween

*Shhhh…pretend I actually posted this on Halloween.*

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Halloween morning/couples costumes:

Leo: Very excited about getting to spend his first Halloween with you. Pulls out matching skeleton onesies for you both to wear around the house. You both decorate the apartment with pumpkins and ghost lanterns as he puts on his spooky music playlist. He helps you decorate cookies that he’ll give as treats to his friends. Will be more of a distraction than any help though because he takes about a hundred photos of you and pulls you away to dance with him every song that comes on. Steals kisses and cookies when you least expect it. Has a pile of dvds ready for you to watch. Makes you hot chocolate with tons of marshmallows and makes popcorn too for you both to enjoy as you snuggle in the pillow fort he made.

Couples costume: Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask.

Rory: Will call off work/have someone take his shift at the library to spend the whole day with you. Wakes up early to make you breakfast. Makes waffles for you in a skeleton shaped waffle maker and makes a fruit and vegetable charcuterie board where he makes the fruits and veggies look like little pumpkins, spiders and ghost. Basically spends half the day in the kitchen because he ends up helping you make apple cider. Sits with you at the dining table drawing cute spooky little characters to put in the candy bags you are making for trick or treaters. Will watch scary movies with you so he has an excuse to sit close to you and if you get to scared, he’d be more than fine with you needing to hold his hand or hide your face in his chest. He’ll blush and try to act unbothered by it while pulling you even closer to him.

Couples costume: Peter Pan and Tinker Bell.

Milo: Doesn’t really care about doing much for the day, he’s fine just spending it alone with you. Will pick up Halloween themed donuts from a bakery nearby and buys you one of those fancy tumblers that’s decorated with cute little black cats in witches hats. He lets you sleep in when he gets back and he’ll sit on the couch and flip through the channels on tv to occupy himself. Chuckles at your disheveled bed hair when you finally wake up. He’ll tell you he bought you some treats and nods to the kitchen. He can tell you are happy by the way you practically skip out the room. You return a moment later, one hand clutching your cup and the other a donut covered in green sprinkles as you plop down beside him. Purposely puts on a horribly rated slasher film to watch with you. And he almost…almost wants to tell you about the amount of sprinkles covering your face but chooses to leave you and sprinkle covered face alone for his own amusement.

Couples costume: Aragorn and Arwen.

Brooklyn: Delighted to share in Halloween festivities with you. Brings you breakfast in bed and a huge bouquet of dark colored flowers, an array of roses in black and orange intricately woven together with fake spiders and cobwebs decorating them and a skeleton hand brooch. Makes tea for you both in matching mugs in the shape of pumpkins. Will hand you yours and press a kiss to your forehead as he settles in the bed next to you. Spends the morning watching black and white films before getting up and decorating the outside of his mansion. Definitely buys more than enough candy, he’ll have to be very generous when handing it out unless he wants to store bags of it for next year. Tries to get you to keep a few bags for yourself.

Couples costumes: Gomez and Morticia.

Tobias: Looking forward to showing you off and having fun with you. Determined to scare you at least once before the days over. Waits for the perfect moment where he knows your guard will be down and he’ll get the reaction he’s hoping for. Is extra affectionate to not raise suspicion. Once you get up, he’s jumping off the couch and pulling out this deformed bloody mask he picked up on the way home. He kept it in the bag the whole time because it freaks him even just looking at the thing. But, he slips it on and waits in hiding. He listens for your footsteps, jumping out in front of you screaming “Boo!” Laughs at the way you scream and jump in front of him, it has him laughing so hard he’s doubling over. Feels a little bad when he notices your pouting face as you poke him in the chest and call him mean. He takes the mask off and pulls you in for a hug as he kisses your cheek. He says he’ll make it up to you and he’ll make candy apples with you. He thinks that’s enough to make amends but he’s wrong. You’ll get him back for this, you’ll make him sit and watch the scariest films you can think of to freak him out.

Couples costume: Joker and Harley Quinn.… or Little Red Riding Hood and The Big Bad Wolf.

Alexei: Very happy to partake in any Halloween traditions you have. Will carve pumpkins and tell you about the history of Halloween. He’ll sip on the pumpkin spice latte you made even though he’s not very fond of sweet things, but will still try it simply because you made it. Wears the Halloween themed sweater you got for him that he plans to wear to work and let’s you take pictures of him in it despite his excessive blushing and awkward posing. Takes a couple of minutes to cuddle with you on the couch before he has to leave. Gives you the jack o lantern shaped plushie he bought to keep you company until he returns homes. Kisses you sweetly and is a bit sad about having to leave for work so early but knows once he’s off he’ll get to spend the rest of the day with you.

Couples costume: Wirt and Sara.

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The Infinite Blue brain-rot has been heavy these last few weeks. Finally wrote something despite it being months later after discovering the demo back in June. 🥲

And yes, Tobias gets two costume choices because I couldn’t decide and I’m not sure if Milo would watch LOTR with me willingly but if not, I’d try to force him to for the sole purpose of getting him to dress as Aragorn for me.

Also, I know Peter Pan and Tinker Bell aren’t a couple but… Rory as Peter would be VERY cute and I personally would rather dress as Tinks than Wendy 🙈 I know I’d really have to beg Rory to dress up as Peter for me though 😭 but damn it Rory we’d look so cute and the sad part is I know I’d only get one decent picture of him.

And Leo! Leo my beloved! Cutest boi/best boyfriend. 100 percent down for the couples costume choice. It’s not enough for me to want to dress up as Sailor Moon, I need Leo Roselund to dress up as Tuxedo Mask with me too! I think we’d win cutest couple/best couple costume award too if we went somewhere that had a costume competition or something.

I think Brooklyn would also like the 1968 Romeo and Juliet as a couples costume choice and Alexei I really struggled trying to think of something for him but thought about how cute he’d look as Wirt from OTGW.

[savonline]

Tobias Fox brainrot blurb (ace attorney au)

not sure if i'll have the motivation to continue, but take this for now! Infinite Blue and Ace Attorney have been my biggest fixations lately if you couldn't tell.

shoutout to the lovelies in the discord for inspiring me with the au writing challenge

Also! if you wanna write something inspired by this go for it!! Just tag me so I can read too <3

You adjust the sleeves of your blazer as you prepare to step into court today. You heard you were supposed to face some new hotshot defense attorney, one you hadn’t bothered to learn the name of yet. Not that it mattered much to you; you’re one of the top prosecutors in the country right now. Some new guy in town wasn’t going to touch your winning streak. Before you can make your way inside, someone interrupts your train of thought.

“Hey there, are you the prosecutor for the Burns Case today?” You hear a warm voice say. You look up and see bright blue eyes meeting yours, belonging to an unfamiliar face. The mystery man must be the new attorney, you think as you look him over. His hair is a bright orange, slicked back and spiky. Your brows furrow as he continues without an answer. “I’m Tobias Fox, the defense attorney for this case.” He juts out a hand to you, and you return the offer. The steadiness in his voice and forward body language suggest confidence, but you swear you can see a hint of nerves in his eyes.

“I look forward to winning this case today, then.” You say without hesitation. He simply throws his head back and laughs, wearing a goofy grin on his face after that statement. The hint of anxiety has completely dissipated now. Good, you’d much rather win because of your skill, not due to some rookie who can’t steady his nerves.

[sunshinejihyun]

love island the game library

litg is based off the uk reality show, here you can find my writings for the game~

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