Dedicated to tumblr user brendonnudity who requested this. I tried. I really did.


Ice Cream and Amusement Parks I challenge you to write Magnus/Toki pre-betrayal stabbing. Magnus/Toki.


He gave him attention, and that's what he liked most of all. The band didn't give a fuck about him. They didn't even try to pretend that they cared about him. Even saving him from camp was an act of selfishness, more about revenge for themselves than about concern over Toki, and Toki didn't have to take that sort of shit. Toki could be his own man, could have his own friends, and Magnus was there for him. He looked out for Toki at camp because he cared about him, not because of some old feud, and he hung around afterwards, calling Toki nightly. Toki grew attached fast. He always did.

Magnus took him to places that Toki wanted to go to, ice cream parlors and amusement parks, loomed in the background while Toki rode rollercoasters or ordered sundaes. Toki would drag Magnus in with him, getting him to ride beside him on carousels and chatter while he licked the inside of a waffle cone. He coaxed smiles from Magnus, drew stories from him, got him to talk to him. Magnus opened up, though it took a while, and Toki felt happy, he did. It was a natural progression to layer a hand over his while they sat at a table in a restaurant, comparing days. Magnus returned the touch and fixed his face into something like anger, before softening and running a thumb over Toki's hand. Unspoken. They kissed goodnight.

Metal musicians were so brooding, so quiet, and Toki was used to this treatment. He went along anyway, bouncing and happy and smiles, unaware of what was come, blaming Magnus's behavior on prior knowledge in relation to Dethklok. Kisses and touches lingered and soon Toki was professing his undying love, getting nothing in return, and he didn't care at all.