Nothin' Quite Like a Kegger

Toby Quentin Ross Don't let that fool you, though. I may sound like a duke, but I'm a partier at heart.

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It Smells Like Snow | Os & Toby

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oswald-lord-d-evangelo:

Oswald laughed and leaned forward to peck Toby’s lips. “The winter-y angel’s boyfriend will go put on a coat. Though with that bribery,” he nodded to the bag and coffee, “you might be a sly devil instead.” Oswald slipped on his black winter coat and then quickly put on his shoes before walking outside to meet his boyfriend on the porch. “Where are we going?” 

Toby laughed and rolled his eyes, “Dork.” He grins and takes his hand, “To our special place! C’mon!” He tugs him towards the old playground, pulling him close to his side, kissing his cheek. “Merry Christmas, by the way.”

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It Smells Like Snow | Os & Toby

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oswald-lord-d-evangelo:

Oswald looked closely in the mirror at himself and gave a small sigh. That was about as good as it was going to get. Despite being cocky and having a gorgeous boyfriend, Oswald never really felt like he was good-looking. Not compared to Toby at least. He jumped a little as he heard the doorbell ring and he was pulled from his thoughts. Oswald made his way to the door and opened it up. He chuckled a little when Toby stood there with soft flakes clinging to his fluffy hair. “You look like a winter-y angel,” he said. 

Toby grinned, “Do winter-y angels need their boyfriends to come out with them? Because if so, then I am and you need need to put on a coat and some shoes.” He grinned, waving the coffee cup and gift bag. “If you want these as well.”

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@jason-dumont

A pillow, mug, pin, poster and hoodie for the boy who never fails to reach for the stars!

-Toby Ross

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@jackbenimblexx You look like your feet have been hurting. These help! Love, Toby

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It Smells Like Snow | Os & Toby

Toby hummed as he pulled on his scarf and buttoned his coat, leaving his house to get what he needed. He stopped at Luke’s for some coffee, looking at the little gift bag for Oswald. He admired the freshly fallen snow outside. “A white Christmas...Perfect.” Thanking the barista, paying and tipping, he left on his way to Oswald. Getting there, he rung the doorbell and held up the coffee cup in front of him, now coated in snow.\

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oswald-lord-d-evangelo:

Oswald pouted. “She gave me cooties.” He sat down.

“Baby, cooties aren’t real.”

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Oswald went to the door and tore it open. “How much bleach can I pour on them without accidentally burning them off?”

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Toby walked in, “No. No, no. No bleach.” He huffs, “Sit down.”

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Text: Toby ➡ Boy of my Dreams

Oswald: Lips going once...lips going twice...

Toby: Open your door.

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Text: Toby ➡ Boy of my Dreams

Oswald: This chick kissed me and now my lips aRE INFECTED WITH FUCKING COOTIES 😷

Toby: I'm coming over. Don't do anything crazy.

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Text: Toby ➡ Boy of my Dreams

Oswald: Baby.

Oswald: Baby, I didn't want to break the news to you over text...BuuuUUUUTTTTtt...

Oswald: I think I have to cut my lips off. Amputate them. I'm talking rock and a hard place style.

Oswald: You'll still want me if I have no lips, right?

Oswald: Please say yes or I'll cry.

Toby: Baby, of course I'm going to still want you...Wait...What the hell happened?

Toby: Babe! ANSWER ME!

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oswald-lord-d-evangelo:

“Why? It was my fault they hit me.” Oswald looked at his boyfriend. “I’ll heal, Toby.” Oswald scooted in and nuzzled his face into Toby’s chest. “Hey, don’t be a dick. My face hurts. I’ll be a baby all I want until you kiss it better.”

“Yeah, but maybe it wasn’t called for, ya know? I just worry about you.” He admits, biting his lip, “I’ll kiss it whenever you’d like. Just ask, sweetheart.”

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oswald-lord-d-evangelo:

Oswald sighed. “Does it really matter who?” He winced a little as his boyfriend looked him over. “Just don’t touch it. It hurts like hell.” 

“Yes, it does matter who.” Toby frowns, “Someone hurt you...” He still hated the people who bullied Oswald in their youth. “I won’t. I won’t. Don’t be a baby.” He chuckles.

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oswald-lord-d-evangelo:

Oswald rolled out of bed, familiar with the knocking pattern. He hadn’t been sleeping anyway, just lying awake and thinking. He didn’t even fix his mess hair before he opened the door. “I got punched in the face,” he said as if it were so simple. He went to kiss his boyfriend’s cheek. 

He pushed him back, “Uh uh. Let me look at it. Who the hell did this?” He frowns and sits them on the couch next to each other, examining the bruise. “It’s so deep.”

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Toby snuck out of the house in the middle of the night to Oswald’s, knocking in a way that Oswald would know it was him. When he finally opened, Toby’s face fell, seeing his eye, “Oh my...Os, what the hell happened?” He pushed him inside, shutting the door.

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Mama said to knock you out!

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oswald-lord-d-evangelo:

“Fiiine. But you have to promise to sleep over at least once a week.” Oswald chuckled when Toby nuzzled his ticklish neck. Oswald sighed at the question. “He said some shit about people having feelings and how I should care about them. After all the shit I had to go through in elementary, which he didn’t nothing about? So I was just like uhm…since when do you care about people? Anyway, he doesn’t remember me, but now he probably doesn’t like me. Sorry, babe…”

“I promise, love,” Toby chuckled softly. “No, no. It’s okay. Sometimes, he can be insensitive. You just need to explain or I can for you.”