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who's ur daddy

[nsfwartcmis]

tobiiias:

he leans his cheek against the top of her head once it’s on his shoulder, a slight giggle escaping his lips when she rubs his arm. “that kinda tickles.” toby moves her head to shake it at her words. “y’didn’t ruin it.” he knows she’ll try to keep arguing, but it’s their usual. nothing out of the ordinary for them to bicker a bit. it was half the reason people always thought they were together anyways. i just don’t like hitting people.” he’s always been more a lover instead of a fighter. anyone with eyes could see that. “y’did?” eyes glance down at her before shifting to the roa in front of them then. his head shakes again. “i think i just wanna sleep. this all kinda tired me out.”

artie couldn’t help but laugh as well when she heard toby’s giggle and nodded, “sorry, y’want me to stop?” she asked, though she had no intention to stop. she sighed as he argued back and let him have the victory this time. she wasn’t really in the mood to argue about it and instead just nodded. “okay.” she said softly, “nah, you did. you’re the one in the class, not me. i’m just your ghost writer.” she laughed, nodding slowly as she listened to him. “i could get on board with sleeping.” she checked her phone to see how far the car was from them and sighed again as she placed it back in her lap. “y’wanna watch trash tv and eat junk food? ‘cause i think there’s new episodes out of long island medium and the kardashians. we could be set for, like, hours.”

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tobiiias:

he nods, almost forgetting that he was the only one who knew about her past. he was so used to her being open about it now that toby had forgotten that no one else had any kind of clue why her family had to move or her previous..work. the fact that he says so much about bianca surprises even him. even talking about her leaves a bitter taste in his mouth, yet it continues to come out like word vomit he can’t control. “yeah.” his voice is quieter now. nodding, he wipes one of his hands against his eyes. it wasn’t until he felt tears pricking his eyes that he realized that he was almost crying. hopefully artie didn’t see. she didn’t need to be more worried than she already was, or need any reason to go and find his ex again for round two. “y'didn’t ruin anything. just wish this night didn’t happen.” it was true; if he could relive it, toby would choose to just stay at home. “if you hadn’t done it though, someone else would’ve eventually. not me though. i wouldn’t hit a girl.”

artie noticed how quiet he was staying and nodded slowly, mostly just soaking in the moment as she laid her head against his shoulder again, running her fingers over his arm lightly while they waited. “i kinda ruined it.” she shrugged, really not trying to argue with him over anything. “i mean, neither of us really wanted to be here, but we didn’t exactly plan on having the night end in a fight.” she shrugged. “maybe it’s not ruined, but it’s not exactly ideal.” she shrugged mostly just talking to herself at this point. “it’s okay to hit a girl if the girl hits you first, y’know.” she said softly. “or if she’s, like, abusive t’you. i’m learnin’ about it in your women and justice class.” she laughed softly, “i got an a- on your paper about it, actually.” she added. “we can still make tonight okay though, we’ll go home and i’ll make you whatever you want. i just went t’the dispensary this morning, too, if y’wanna smoke n’forget this dumb ass party ever happened.”

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tobiiias:

a light laugh escapes his lips. that was a good thing, at least. even when the night went to shit..she can still make him laugh, probably without even meaning to. “really?” he hadn’t heard that story yet. there was still so much from her old life he hadn’t heard, it made him curious but never wanted to pry too much. “that’s crazy.” he adjusts the wrinkles in his shirt to pass time as artie speaks. “it’s just..” toby can’t help but feel stupid, immature, like a little boy who can’t make his own decisions about anything. that’s what it felt when he was with bianca, and every time even her name comes up, part of him retreats back to that state. “it’s just complicated.” he shifts. “i was blinded, i guess. i liked the fact that someone showed an interest in me and i really just..took whatever it was to get some sort of attention. things at home weren’t..good.” that was an understatement. “so for three years she just kinda..had me in a chokehold, really.” that was the best way to put it. his head nods. “yeah. please.”

“yeah, it was kinda fucked, i guess.” she laughed, shaking her head softly as she turned to look at him. “i’ll tell you ‘bout it when we get outta here. ‘cause like... y’know.” she motioned to all the people around them and shrugged slightly. she was semi-comfortable talking about her past with toby, but no one other than him knew about it. she sighed softly when he started talking about his ex, honestly shocked at how much of an answer he’d given her. he wasn’t the most talkative guy, so getting anything out of him was slightly shocking to her. she nodded as he explained how she’d been with him, “well, i’m glad i hit her as hard as i did, then. sounds liek she really deserved it. three years though? that’s... some shit.” she sighed. “okay, i’ll call an uber.” she nodded, rubbing his arm softly as she pulled out her phone. “m’sorry for ruinin’ the night.” she sighed as she set her phone down in her lap. “they’ll be here soon.”

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tobiiias:

he’d been one of the last to exit the house. why? he wanted to give artie her space to cool down. though he knows that she wouldn’t be mad at him, he was still a bit nervous to see her after everything. toby isn’t sure if she’s ready to talk, so there’s a bit of surprise on his face when she comes and sits next to him. a light chuckle escapes his lips as she responds, staring out at the road instead of looking at her. there’s still a twinge of guilt for having to have her stick up for him, when he was perfectly capable (but just too much of a wimp). “really?” tobias hadn’t imagined she’d hit that many peopel in her lifetime. there’s a nod of his head at her confirmation and question. “i think so, yeah.”

“yeah, there’s not really many people ‘round here i hate enough to hit.” she laughed softly, shaking her head, “and you don’t really punch people in the face when your’e kickboxing, so... it’s been a while.” she added with a shrug. “i think the last person i punched was my ex-best friend back home, she’s the one who told all the shit t’my parents and got me grounded when i was like, sixteen. i was so pissed. i don’t think i’ve ever been that mad at someone.” she shook her head. “well... okay, until now, apparently. she’s horrible. how did you stand her? how long were you guys even together? i feel like she’s like, the antichrist. and that’s coming from me.” she sighed, rubbing his arm lightly. “d’you wanna go?”

[dualipasource]

[nsfwartcmis]

tobiiias:

if this was a cartoon then artemis would have steam coming out of her ears by now. the grip on his shirt confirmed his thoughts, him almost stepping back to keep her partly hidden from bianca’s face. this was a terrible idea. it was tense, almost too much for him to handle. you could sharpen knives with how sharp the energy between the three of them was. toby just wanted everything to calm down and for her to just leave them alone, but you can’t always get what you want. he had barely heard what his ex said before the sound of a slap was echoing throughout the room. the moment artie slapped the other girl straight across the face happened faster than his brain could process. when he stepped back one of their friends stepped in his place, seperating the two girls after a few moment of them going at each other. artie was placed outside while bianca went upstairs. still trying to calm down from the whole ordeal, he looks over at the blonde and observes her features. she didn’t seem too injured. “’m sorry you had to do that.” truthfully he hadn’t expected it to happen, even though she’ already said that it would. toby thought it was all talk to make him feel better (and it did) but it actually happening never crossed his mind. “d'you want me to get you an ice pack or something?”

artie had finally started to cool off by the time people came out to join her in the front yard, and she nodded as every one of them told her all sorts of things like that she’d done the right thing and how they wished they’d have been the ones to hit her sooner. she nodded as they all spoke, but toby was the only person she really wanted to talk to her. she paced around the yard for a few minutes before spotting him and walked over to sit next to him, and finally having caught her breath she sighed. “nah, it felt good.” she nodded, shaking her hand out again. “s’been a while since i’ve hit someone that hard.” she laughed quietly, leaning her head against his shoulder. “nah, m’fine. nothing’s broken.” she assured him, resting her hand on his knee. “are you okay?”

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tobiiias:

there’s nothing to be afraid of. so why is his heart still racing? toby didn’t know, yet this anxiety levels were more than high. he felt like such a child; his girlfriend speaking up for him, protecting him. shouldn’t it be the other way around? bianca made him nervous. no one knew just how bad she could be, how manipulating, how devious. it was awful. she put a wicked smile on her face in public and toby was the only one who knew the truth behind it. there as a chuckle at arties comment, him shrinking into her more as bianca continued to look them over. it was odd, usually he was on the other end of this. he’d hide behind bianca while she looked at other people with that stare, feeling guilty that’d she’d been judging them for things they might not be able to control. it’d been awkward when he dogdes her hand when she tried to pinch his cheeks, like she used to when they were together (although others may have seen it as affectionate, they both knew it wasn’t) she tried to make small talk, but he only kept giving one word answers. “y'know, artie here is really smart. she’s knows like..lots of things.” he’d notice the two were staring each other down and wanted to ease the tension.

artie didn’t know what had come over her. something about being in the presence of this girl was driving her insane, she had no clue how this demon had managed to get toby to be anywhere near the same vicinity as her, let alone date her for as long as he did. he had to have been like, cursed, or something. she was insufferable. artie had been staring her down for the last few minutes and already wanted to punch her square in the nose, how did anyone manage to have a conversation with her? she hadn’t heard a word of what bianca and toby were saying to each other, she was focusing on not reaching out and slapping the girl too hard to pay attention to them. she snapped back to reality when she saw her hand reaching out for toby’s face and clenched her fist around the hem of toby’s tshirt, holding onto it tightly. she didn’t say a word after toby mentioned her name, instead waiting for the girl to have any sort of reaction that would make it appropriate for her to get hit. she didn’t have to wait long, she heard the girl laugh and say something backhanded about how she clearly didn’t  know enough to have a better taste in men, but it was all a blur. the next thing artie knew she’d let go of toby’s shirt and hit the girl as hard as she could. she hadn’t hit someone like that in a while, it was different than hitting a punching bag. artie shook her hand out once she’d connected her fist with the girl’s cheekbone, glad she’d chosen to wore rings that night. [i’m 2 lazy to write any more fighting bc i suck but. they fight & she kicked her ass ok im tired. they’re probably like, outside or something 2 chill out] 

[just-shower-thoughts]

Every single odd number has an “e” in it.

[nsfwartcmis]

tobiiias:

he laughs at her reply, a nod of his head in agreement with her words. if one of them was going to be sober tonight, he was the best option. he didn’t exactly trust their friends to be responsible if worse came to worse. toby didn’t mean to move closer, but instinctively as soon as he saw bianca, his mind turned to autopilot. the squeezing of his hand brought his back again, and the arm around his waist slightly surprised him (but now didn’t seem like the place to question her sudden pda). as soon as the other girl came over, toby stood up a little straighter. it was weird. he didn’t want to interact with her, but still felt like he needed to seek her approval, just like when they were dating. “there was a nudge of his elbow when artie spoke, a silent ‘be nice’ to remind her not to get into too much trouble just yet. “hey..” toby greeted his ex almost too quietly, who seemed to be giving him and artie a once over. she did that a lot and it never got any easier over the years. “this is artie. artie, bianca.” though he wasn’t sure introducing them was a good idea.

toby was probably the only person in artie’s life that she’d get this worked up for. sure, she loved their friends and would do just about anything they wanted if they begged long enough, but toby was different. knowing someone had hurt him made her blood boil, and regardless of whether he wanted her to or not, she was going to make sure that whoever hurt him would pay for what they did. she sighed when he nudged her and shook her head, she knew he wanted her to play nice, but she knew it probably wouldn’t happen. at the introduction she simply stared the girl down, noting her once over of the two of them. she looked her up and down, mostly just to get a feel for how much smaller the other girl was. just as bianca opened her mouth to speak artie pointed in the general direction of the kitchen, “the drinks are over there, so i don’t know what you’ve come over here for.” she stated bluntly, keeping eye contact with her while she spoke.

[sotick]

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tobiiias:

“that’s better.” he laughs, geninely, at her comment. artie was the type to make him feel better without her even realizing it. tobyb continues to drink from his own cup slowly, not wanting to be as drunk as he did before arriving. if (and most likely when) things went down, he wanted to be able to diffuse the situation. drunks minds were not the best for coming up with ideas and quick thinking. “yeah, but then we gotta find someone to drive us home.” toby knew that though he wouldn’t be blacking out, he wouldn’t emotionally be in a great position to drive and that artie wouldn’t set foot behind the wheel if it was up to him. he scoots closer to her once his eyes lay on his ex again, slowly becoming more nervous as she seems to be making her ways around the room. “over there.” his head gestures to a friend of theirs with her, and he swears he can feel her eyes on him when he answers artie.

“thanks.” she laughed, watching as toby nursed his drink. she wasn’t going to comment on it, if the night was going to be going the way she’d been thinking it would go, one of them should be remaining level headed. or, rather, as level-headed as they could. “true... that’s true. it isn’t gonna be me, that’s for damn sure.” she nods, tossing the nearly empty bottle into the recycling bin behind her when toby scooted closer to her. she knew exactly why he did that and squeezed his hand when he pointed out a girl who’d been staring artie down since she’d arrived. she had noticed it, but didn’t think anything of it. now that she’d gotten a good look at her and confirmation that she was the girl who’d messed with toby, it made sense. she looked like a bitch, honestly. at the eye contact, the girl started to make her way towards the two of them and artie slid her arm around toby’s waist, half to pull him closer to her and half to give her hand something to do so she wouldn’t reach out and slap the girl the moment she spoke. “oh, look. she’s comin’ to her death.” 

[pyrlspite]

[dudeholdmybeer-deactivated20180]

me trying on new outfits in my room

[nsfwartcmis]

tobiiias:

he knows that he shouldn’t be afraid of her. he’s older now, bigger, less likely to readily give in to whatever demands she has this time. there’s a small laugh at her comment, letting her fix his appearance before they walk out. “’m not gettin’ all big. ’m just preparing.” though it did look like he was trying to toughen himself up. he nods and opens the door, smiling when she grips his hand and drags him over towards the drinks. taking it, tobias’ head shakes. “you’re not gonna kill someone.” though if his ex got too close, he has no doubt that she would. there was a few minutes before he spots the top of his exes head again, talking to one of his their friends (and no doubt trying to get information on who artie was). ignoring it, for now at least, toby turns towards the blonde and looks around. “i don’t think anyone here is that drunk yet.”

she just nods when he insists he’s not making himself feel bigger, not bothering to argue that he was. she finished fixing his hair and kissed his cheek quickly before they got out to the noisy house, laughing when he didn’t agree that she was going to kill someone. “okay, well, i can’t believe i’m going to almost kill someone tonight.” she amends, smiling back at him. she quickly finished the drink in her hand while making small talk with someone next to her, reaching for another when toby spoke again, “good, we’ll get the party started then. if i’m gonna be a killer then i’m gonna have to be buzzed.” she smiled, looking around again to see if she could see anything suspicious looking. eventually she gave up, “where is she?” she asked, leaning in close to him when she asked, just in case the girl was near without her knowing.

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tobiiias:

he nods confidently, the most confident he’s been all night. toby knows shes probably angry, probably thinking of was to make him better better in her head. he appreciates her caring so much (they are dating after all) but he knows there isn’t anything either of them can do now. there’s a small laugh at her confirmation that she wouldn’t cause too much harm to the other girl. “we can go out.” there’s a deep breath as he stands up straighter, trying to mentally prepare himself for whatever may be waiting outside. no doubt some of their friends are already drunk, some may even be looking for them or have noticed his ex is here. whatever is happening out there, he knows it’s better to get going rather than to hide from it. it wouldn’t go away unless he faced it. walking towards the door and putting a hand on the doorknob, he looks over at artie. “ready?”

toby was nervous and she knew it. anyone who had seen him from the moment they’d walked through the door probably knew it, honestly. it was all over his face, but she was determined to let him have a good time. “okay, yeah.” she nods, watching as he puffed himself up. she laughed softly, “you’re not going to fight a bear, y’don’t need to get all big.” she said with a soft smile, fixing his hair for him. she followed him to the door and nodded, “yeah, if you are.” she said with a smile, taking his free hand in hers and giving it a tight squeeze. “i can’t believe i’m gonna murder someone tonight.” she half-joked, making a beeline for the drinks once they were out of the bathroom. she took one for herself and handed one to toby, keeping an eye out for anyone who looked even remotely bitchy enough to be toby’s infamous ex.

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tobiiias:

it wasn’t and they both knew it, so toby just lets her win this one. “yeah.” toby didn’t want to be the one to ruin the night for everyone else. he nods when she spoke again. there wasn’t a doubt in his mind that his ex wouldn’t come back towards them once artie got done with her, but he didn’t want it to come to that. this was supposed to be fun, not fighting. “oh. okay.” he shoves his hand back into his pocket, looking around the small bathroom they were in instead of eye contact. “yeah, well, she’s never been one to learn from her mistakes the first time.” and he knows this first hand. his ex was crazy, he was sure of it, and yet he still spent a year and a half in relationship with her for whatever reason he never truly figured out. “i won’t be mad.” his head shakes again. “i’ll just be..more concerned than anything else. but not mad." 

artie nodded, “okay, if you’re sure.” she said with a sad smile, she didn’t know what the right thing to say was, and she hated it. she was usually able to come up with something to say, but now she was just drawing blank after blank. “there’s a first time for everything.” she frowned, shaking her head. this girl would have to be grade-a stupid if she thought approaching him while his girlfriend was with him was a good idea, but she didn’t put it past her from the little she’d heard about her. “okay, good.” she nodded again, “you don’t need to be concerned though, it’s not like i’m gonna kill her or anything.” she laughed softly, though it wasn’t anything funny. “i just don’t want you to be mad.” she added softly, fixing her hair in the mirror when she caught a glimpse of herself. “d’you... d’you wanna go back out right now or wait a little longer?”

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tobiiias:

“it’s fine, really.” though it was mostly for his own sake than to convince artie. toby didn’t want to be the one to make everyone leave. he didn’t want to be the butt of their jokes for however long they decide to pick on him for not being able to be in the same house as an ex from years ago. “it’ll be fine.” there as a small smile on his when she threatened to beat the other girl up. he had no doubt that she would. artemis was one to stick to her words and to stick up for him, even though he feels a bit defeated about not doing it for himself. that was partly the reason he stuck so close to her tonight; she would keep the two apart and keep him self. tobias stands up straighter, taking a deep breathing, moving towards the door. “it’s okay. most people don’t know ‘bout her.” and she probably wanted to keep it that way. “let’s just go back out and ignore her. i’ll try not to be stuck to you this time.”

“no it’s not.” she shook her head. she knew he was just saying that, and she wasn’t going to let him act like this wasn’t bugging him when clearly it was. “are you sure?” she frowned. “’cause like, just lemme know and i’ll make sure she won’t bug you again.” she sighed, toby was trying to act like he was fine with the whole thing and she just wanted the truth about how he felt. “i don’t mind, i was just wonderin’ why.” she shook her head. she didn’t know what to say to make him feel better, and it was driving her crazy. “i’ll try n’ignore her, but if she comes too close i can’t promise i won’t say somethin’ to her. she should know better.” she shook her head again, feeling herself filling with anger at the thought of this girl even looking at toby the wrong way. “are you gonna get mad if i do? ‘cause like, i can’t promise i won’t.”

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tobiiias:

“yeah.” if there was anything he was sure of in this world, it was that his ex was at the party. toby had finally become more comfortable with talking about it, even just a little bit, and now she was actually here. “i dunno. she knows i’m here though.” his head shakes when she mentions leaving. “no, no. i don’t wanna ruin your fun ‘cause i can’t get over stuff.” it’s different and they both knew that. tobias knew she would’ve left in a heartbeat if he said even the start of the word go, but he doesn’t want artie to feel bad for him, to have to leave because of him. “i just don’t want her ‘round. or like..near me.” his head shakes. “i just don’t wanna se her.”

“it’s not gonna ruin my fun to leave, we can go do somethin’ else fun if y’don’t wanna be here.” she sighed softly, sometimes he was just too nice for his own good. sure, it would’ve sucked to be leaving so soon in the night, but she and their friends could have something going on at of their own at one of their houses in no time. “y’don’t need to get over it, she’s a bitch and clearly she’s making you uncomfortable.” she sighed, shaking her head. “if she comes anywhere near you i’ll kick her ass, and i’m not joking.” she said seriously, raising her eyebrows as she looked at him, “dumb ass bitch.” she mumbled, biting her lip while she thought of what to do. “i’m sorry she’s here. whoever invited both of you is fucked.”