#tobias pls

[stressghoul]

as IF phantomime came out a year ago im gonna crawl into a ball and cry in the corner until tobias releases smth new

[hickory-devil]

Clinging to the Antichrist Copia theory like my life depends on it

[darksigns-exe]

Not the divorce papers

[lizards0up]

reverse bear trap

[elisacifuentes]

"I was picking you anyway."

Tobias & Gabin in Étoile - Season 1 (2025)

[randomsfandoms96]

no cause i'm still thinking about tobias. an autistic character who dates? who swears? who not only kisses the man he's fallen in love with be initiates it??? an autistic character who isn't infantilized by his neurodivergence?????? he dates jonathan groff, he kisses boys !!!!! he's a fully fledged character. with positive and negtive traits. he gets stressed when things aren't in order, he struggles with small talk or to explain things but he's good at his job and loves?? GOD DOES HE LOVE. he isn't just a walking autistic character. he's a character who happens to have autism.

[fitzyames]

"the other place google drive link pls" " i wish i could watch it w/out an account" that would just be so terrible if that was real

[doeyedeer]

wdym gabin was pining for him but holding back and tobias takes until the last ep to figure it out but IMMEDIATELY kisses him abt it. IMMEDIATELY. onstage. in front of hundreds of people. i need to rant about that kiss at least once ok here

smth smth gabin is normally very loud about his feelings and expresses them very directly, whether verbally ('i want him. he's mine') or physically. but here he's like no, actually, i think this is special, this is a feeling i want to cradle close to my chest and keep safe. we don't know for sure when he rlly falls but according to gideon glick (ty gideon glick) gabin is actively pining for tobias by eps7-8. my HEART

gabin is all too aware of what other people think of him and cares a Lot about it. he's all about being seen, being liked, being loved, his skill and talent being noticed and appreciated. while tobias clearly also cares about others' opinions irt his work (see ep6, lol), in day to day life he does whatever the fuck he wants regardless of other peoples opinions. couldnt care less if people find him annoying/difficult/rude (king, wish i could be like that tbh)

the events of the show r canonically (ty gideon glick) the first time tobias has rlly Understood how his actions impact other peoples' feelings, starting with gabin confronting him over missing the photoshoot in ep4. w/ most people other than gabin he still doesnt care what other people think of him if it's non-choreography-related. so--

gabin doesnt trust himself to do smth right so he doesnt do it. tobias goes fuck it and goes for it before he loses his momentum* or his courage and also because he is blunt and straightforward and why not do it now? he knows gabin is probably down so he feels the desire to make out w him and just DOES it, who gives a fuck abt the circumstances. peak romance

you get it. gabin = bags clairo dress taylor swift, tobias = uhhh Not That. whatever the opposite of 'silence and patience, pining and anticipation'/'can you see me, i'm waiting for the right time' is. i'm probably overanalysing

*sidebar: autistic rep! common thing for people w/ autism: being so overwhelmed with emotion that you HAVE to do the thing RIGHT THAT SECOND

[amybloomz]

pt2 to ur recent fic? It’s soo good

ᯓ★ is it a crime to say i still need you?

where tobias erin rodgers was your best friend.

part one : everything eats and is eaten

author’s note: like two people requested a part two and that was enough for me to make one! i’d like to thank you for all the love i’m getting on the first one btw?? like hello?? i was not expecting it to reach more than like 10 people im ngl… also this is inspired by two reverse by adrianne lenker bc ofc it is

masterlist. , part three.

you slept in late— you always do during the summer. your mother never tends to bother you though, and she definitely doesn’t shake you awake with a panicked expression. you look at her with sleepy eyes, exasperated.

“what is so important that you decided to wake me so violently?”

“something terrible has happened.”

your eyes shoot open, like a light has been shined into them. your mother stops shaking you, opting to sit on the edge of your bed instead. that feeling from the before overwhelms you as your heart jumps into your throat. you don’t move. you don’t say anything. you don’t even breathe. you can’t.

“toby’s missing, and his father’s dead. the police believe that toby has done it but..”

she trails off, searching for something, anything in your expression.

you jump as drops of water fall down your face, their salty taste causing you to frown.

“is there a leak?”

your mother doesn’t reply with words, but her actions speak a million for her. she wraps her arms around you, pulling you close to her tightly, like she’ll never let go.

more droplets roll down your face— where is this water coming from?

an hour ticks by and your eyes feel like they’re on fire, burning you simply for existing. is this what hell is like? you push away from your mother. pity is written all over her face. or is it grief?

guilt consumes you, feeds on you. you knew something was wrong yesterday. you felt it eating away at your very core, your soul. it starved you of finding any way out of this endless rabbit hole of shame. he had told you he was going to do it, yet you did nothing to stop him. why didn’t you believe him?

you were still in yesterday’s clothes— you were too tired to change last night. grabbing at the sides of the hoodie, you pull it tighter to your body, bringing him closer to you. why didn’t you stop him?

your mother stays close by your side as you both make your way down the stairs. you don’t brush your hair. you don’t brush your teeth. you don’t even breathe. why can’t you breathe? keep walking.

you mindlessly sit down on the couch when there’s three intimidating knocks on the door. your mother gets it, and suddenly there’s three people in the same uniform asking you too many questions.

name? age? how do you know toby? when did you last see toby? why can’t you breathe?

you answer their questions the best you can while trying to seem as calm as you can. but you’re shaking, and your voice is wobbly. your mother brings the people in uniform some tea, and you some water.

one sip. two sips. three sips. glass shards on the floor. your mother apologises to the uniformed people profusely and begins to clean up your mess. you don’t move. you don’t even breathe.

the room is silent, and everything feels cold. your house barely feels cold, your mother always turns the heating up so high that she might as well be cooking you alive. so what was different?

the uniformed people leave after while, but they say they’ll be back. your mother shuts the door and locks it behind her. she doesn’t speak to you. she doesn’t even look at you. out of the corner of your eye, you see a tall shadow looming menacingly in the corner.

you wish to drown.

abandoning your seat on the couch, you make your way back up the stairs and lay on your bed. you figured if you laid there long enough, your body would decompose and you’d be nothing but ash and bone on top of the sheets. never breathing.

a knock on your window breaks your train of thought.

you sit up abruptly, staying still for a moment to allow your body to adjust to the change. hesitantly, you stand up and make your way to your window, looking outside. a dark figure could be seen outside, carrying what seemed to be an axe of sorts..? perhaps even hatchet. it was hard to see from your window.

the curious figure gestures to you, and then the door. they want you to let them in. out of the corner of your eye, you see it. the shadow. you swing your head around but it’s gone. are you going crazy? no.

you turn back to look out of the window again only to see the dark figure gone too. maybe.

you don’t breathe as you walk towards your bed. you don’t breathe as you get under the covers. you don’t breathe as you hide underneath them. maybe he had the right idea; maybe the tall man was coming for you now that he had toby.

is it that you are drowning?

getting out of bed after a sleepless slumber was useless, but realising things in your bedroom had moved around was even worse.

it was the small things you noticed first. like your red sweater was on the floor when it’s supposed to be on your clothing rack. maybe it fell off in the night? don’t be an idiot. some of your jewellery was missing. papers on your desk had been moved. your journal was left wide open with a pen on top of it. and you can’t breathe.

‘ believe me now? try not to drown. ’

[terr-hedgehog]

I’m fucken SAT

[bribinart]

happy valentine's day!!!! mary goore be upon ye

(prints)

[spanish-leatherr]

humbly putting out a request for a fic where tobias says i love you for the first time and it causes an emotional crashout bc gabin can’t remember the last time someone has said those words to him. with lots of hurt/comfort and reassurance

cause like…gabin doesn’t seem to have friends, he canonically has a bad relationship with his parents etc. the brain rot is intense i can’t stop thinking about this concept

[lizards0up]

wtf is he looking at

[ninathekillxr]

Ticci Toby

Headcannons

Pt.2

Everyone thinks he hates kids but he actually doesn’t and just avoids them because he gets uncomfortable being near them.

He would give you rocks, shells, sea glass and pretty leaves or trinkets he finds while out on missions!

Toby uses Maladaptive Daydreaming as a coping mechanism when the reality of what his life is starts to feel too real.

He tried to smoke once before but choked and got embarrassed so he practiced smoking with a vape and now he has vape and gossips with Nina

Actually doesn’t like waffles much and finds them unsatisfying to eat. He prefers pancakes.

Always has at least one infected wound as he often doesn’t even notice he has a wound because of his CIPA.

Nina’s comments!~

I have so many Toby headcannons it’s unreal-

I have a whole Creepypasta AU in my head but I just don’t know where to start for typing it up </3

Nina out!

[ramblingoak]

I’m gonna need a commentary track on the dvd with Tobias but also a separate one with him in character as Copia.

And then another one with the ghouls.

[thirteenis-myluckynumber]

"You are a sheep in wolf's clothing."

Tobias Forge - Hård rock på export, 2022 interview