thinkin abt domesticated ticci toby....
ticci toby... who gives you life updates on everything. he makes sure to text you as soon as he arrives at a new mission; taking pictures of cool nick-nacks, dead bodies, and tim n' brian. he'll even send you selfies of him posing with a mutilated corpse, topped with a peace sign and the brightest smile you'd ever see on his face.
ticci toby... who gets nervous when you don't text him back right away. there will be a soft pout on his face, and he'll pause in the middle of cutting someone open just to text you. 'babyyy I miss u :((' or 'answer me my angelllll, imma die w/o u :((('. tim n brian are pissed everytime he stops just to check up on you.
ticci toby... who becomes more desperate the longer you go without replying to him. he becomes sloppy with his work, twitching and checking his phone more often than usual. he begins pestering the other two to hurry up. after all he's gotta see his angel.
ticci toby... who gets dropped off ( thrown out the car ) at your house. he rushes to the door, hurriedly shaking the doorknob before realizing it'd take too long and entering through your open window. tim n' brian shake their heads, praising you for keeping up with his over-eccentric behavior.
ticci toby... who runs into your house all nervous, his eyes darting anywhere and everywhere around your living room. he wants to rush right into your bedroom, but he makes sure to kick off his dirty boots as to not soil your carpet. he's desperate to find you, but he'd be damned before he ruined your things.
ticci toby... whose heart melts at the sight of you asleep on your shared bed. he'll quickly strip himself of his grimy, bloodied, clothes, before tangling himself into the sheets and subsequently you. then he'll pepper kisses all across your skin. your lips, your cheeks, your eyelids, all while giggling to himself gently.
ticci toby, whose hopelessly and madly devoted to you.
ugh. THEEE love of my life right here. I'm kissing him till my lips bruise.
