Cellbit nd reader cuddling? :)

Cellbit Headcanon's

Cuddling with Cellbit

Story g: sfw/soft/fluff

Language: English/Inglés

⚠️: None (?)

CC's: Cellbit

Reader g: Neutral reader

📝: All the content is fictitious and an attempt is made to adapt the PUBLIC personality of the cc's, that is, the personality that is shown in front of cameras, I do not know the true personality and any resemblance to reality is mere coincidence.

🍒: Hello, writing requests are always open, if you want something in particular, ask without fear. I clarify that English is not my main language, I apologize for any error and I accept corrections to improve the quality of the content

Master List

•Cellbit is one of the sweetest guys you'll ever meet.

•He would love to watch movies, series or whatever you like

•He would have food ready to spend a long afternoon of movies

•He would propose this type of appointment when it's cold, during winter or in the rainy season

•Especially to be able to snuggle with you on the couch or in bed with a soft blanket

•Both sharing the same blanket, both feet in socks and fighting to be covered

•He is the type who would like you to lean on his chest

•He would wrap his arm around your shoulders, drawing you closer to his body to generate more heat and take away the cold.

•He would also love to play with some strands of your hair while he is concentrating on watching TV.

•Actually he would play with your hair without realizing it, he would be so inside the plot of the movie that his hand would act without any effort

•He would kiss the sides of your head every time he separate a little to drink glass of soda or have some fried food

•Reacts very easily to whatever happens on the show

•As if the main character did something dumb, he would raise his hands saying "What!? Why did you do that!?" Then he would lower his hands to your cheeks and plant a leaky kiss on your lips.

•He would also like to be with you hugging even without watching anything on TV

•Sit both on the sofa under a blanket

•You talking about your day and he just looking at the shape of your features

•Combing your hair

•Or kissing your hand, laughing at how you almost fell through that banana peel like you were a cartoon

Glances 🌸

I'm not even watching any streams right now but I'm still thinking how bizzare true crime podcasts/youtube videos must be in the QSMP universe. Can you fucking IMAGINE how many Dahmer style documentaries Cell has??? Every other documentary has like 4 different mental health experts each who each have wildly different conclusions on What Is Wrong With Him. THere's rumors that since when he was 13 he was in WAR and was often seen alongside the Grim Reaper hmself (the youtubers/podcasters always brush this off as bullshit (in the most exagerated storyteller voice ever) or is it?????) then he gets sent to life in prision at age 16 in Brazilian Alcatraz for whatever serial killer shit he did in that gap in his memory (wich included killing someone, cutting them into pieces and burying them all over a park. And being the leader of 5 gangs.again, age 15 to 16 btw) he sits there for a few years constantly getting into trouble with the other inmates till he's 18, cuts someone's ear off in the meantime, murders one of his prision exes, eats this guy's leg and days later escapes with him and 2 other dudes (one of wich is another ex) after having murdered a police officer, and disappears for 8 years besides for a few alleged witnesses on this "Cellbit" guy. The last time anyone has heard about Cellbit was in may 2023 in Australia for some reason, when he bought some shitty boat with two of the guys Cell escaped prision with (who are now infamous scientists, good for them), the fucking police officer he supposedly murdered years ago and also just some fucking guy. THEn the boat vanishes off the face of the earth and supposedly they all just fucking sinked and DIED. How many quirky serial killer tiktok fangirls does he have.

dos golpes pobrecito

Cellbit: I’m going to defy life and death to make my partner happy again!

Bad, a Grim Reaper: Sir. Um. Sir? They’ll fire me? Sir? I spent 5 centuries getting this job I’m not losing it to a lovestruck mortal.

Cellbit carrying around a whole backpack full of flowers just so he can give it to the eggs everytime he meets them is so adorable.

q!Cellbit saying "you've gone soft" to q!BBH is extremely fucking bold because q!BBH's passion and care for other people can arguably be the most dangerous thing about him at times.

Fire may be warm and caring but with too much fuel it can turn into something dangerous and uncontrollable.

Like q!Cellbit if you think q!BBH has gone soft, try and hurt Ron and see what happens bud

🩰tina kitten🩰

Lindinha 🩷

It popped up in my X's TL the time q!Cellbit said "Eu te amo" for the first time to q!Roier and he didn't reply (being fair, he didn't hear it) but, if you notice the details, q!Roier says "Te amo" TWICE in his wedding vows.

Maybe it took a while but q!Cellbit's first "I love you" didn't go unanswered.

regarding bbh and his bloodlust Getting Worse- i hope when purgatory is over, and they all go back to the main island, bad will be the one covered in blood and asking cellbit to join him

As u Sleep pt.2 ~ Cellbit

Story g: horror (no love), not safe

Language: English/Inglés

⚠️: supernatural creatures, blood, murders, horror. This is too violent, minors or sensitive people do not read, NOT SAFE, ONLY +18, (no sex, only violence)

CC's: Cellbit, Pac mention

Reader g: Neutral reader

📝: All the content is fictitious and an attempt is made to adapt the PUBLIC personality of the cc's, that is, the personality that is shown in front of cameras, I do not know the true personality and any resemblance to reality is mere coincidence.

🍒: Hello, writing requests are always open, if you want something in particular, ask without fear. I clarify that English is not my main language, I apologize for any error and accept corrections to improve the quality of the content

Pt.1

Master List

Cellbit was putting a body into a metal fridge

"Ugh, this one spilled a lot of blood" you said in greeting.

"Yes, he just arrived, he has been dead for a very short time so his circulation was still running very fast, you would have seen the first cut I made on him" he turned around and showed you his suit where there was a mark of blood from his stomach to his right shoulder. As if he had been wet with a small but powerful hose.

"Where does all the blood and organs you take from them go?"

"I put it in a thousand plastic bags with a biological waste label and the hospital takes care of throwing them away"

"In fact, Dr. Cellbit, there is not much waste at the end of the day even though up to 4 bodies arrive every day," the cleaner spoke behind you.

"Yes, I end up cleaning most of the blood with paper and absorbent towels, since it all remains on the metal tables when doing necropsies, and what remains is removed with the aspiration tube directly from the blood vessels," Cellbit replied to the man. I'm done, shall we go?"

Cellbit took his things from his desk and you left the morgue, you went to the nearest supermarket, there you stocked your pantry, laundry detergents, for general cleaning of the department or staff.

Once back home you began to put all the products in their place, some in the pantry, the refrigerator. You also found some of Cellbit's personal things, he had already gone to his room, so you decided to go take him. You knocked on the door to his room but he didn't answer, you knocked again a little louder and waited, when you didn't receive a response you assumed that Cellbit had some headphones on and couldn't hear, so you opened the door to enter. You had never entered his room, yet you believed that both of you were in considerable confidence to allow yourself to enter his room and he yours.

You entered and the place was very cold, almost to the point of matching the temperature of the morgue, you imagined that Cellbit had no problem with the cold and that he must be used to it. The place was dark and the door to his balcony was open, the only thing that illuminated the room was the moonlight and the reflection of the public light from the streets. Before fully entering the room you could see Cellbit outside, as you had thought, he had his headphones on and was browsing his cell phone so he was very distracted.

You decided to turn on the light so that he would realize your presence, the moment you turned on the light you could see what was inside the room, it looked much more like a smaller morgue. There was a metal table that apparently was used as a desk, on this table you could see a hand and in the process of decomposition, what terrified you the most was the refrigerator with a transparent door that was next to the closet. Inside the refrigerator you could see frozen organs, hanging from clothespins like socks drying in the sun. You were paralyzed, it shouldn't have surprised you much, you knew perfectly well that this was what Cellbit was looking at all the time. The lowest part of the refrigerator contained a metal tray where you could find bags of blood that are normally found in blood banks. Some bags were already in the trash can.

The moment Cellbit realized your presence he rushed to get you out of the room.

"What the fuck Cellbit? What's that all about?"

"It's work stuff"

Cellbit just closed the door in your face, you returned to your bedroom and tried to call your coworker who was your only friend after Cellbit.

With your trembling voice you tried to tell her what was happening, everything you had seen, your friend reassured you by telling you that she would help you investigate what was happening and that you should go to sleep tonight. You calmed down and immediately lay down on your bed and spent some time tossing and turning trying to fall asleep.

You woke up due to an immense pain in your stomach, the first thing you saw was how your best friend Cellbit stabbed you in the stomach and began to bite your neck, the pain began to decrease thanks to fear and adrenaline, you fought for that man who used to be your friend will let you go, but your sight was gradually lost until you couldn't see anything, didn't feel strength and couldn't move.

Cellbit had been listening to your panicked calls. He left you on your bed, stained wine red, your mouth communicated pain and your eyes open fear. Your nails who tried to attack your murderer in self-defense, broken.

Cellbit wiped the corner of her mouth with the crook of his arm, returning to his bedroom looking for a note and pen. In the dining room, he left a note as if it were another person, talking about how the coroner Cellbit had been kidnapped to be tortured for being the one who helps in criminal investigations, while his friend had had to die for being close to him.

Cellbit left the apartment in absolute silence, once on the street he took off the latex gloves he was wearing and set them on fire, then disappeared for at least a generation and returned when no one recognized him.

Doing my part for the guapoduo/spiderbit enjoyer community o7. Anyway, here's Cellbit admiring a sleeping Roier:

Cellbit came back home late, as always. It's a busy job, being the main investigator on the island. He ran a hand through his hair as he walked up the stairs to his and Roier's shared bedroom. He felt a bit of dread–he thinks it's dread–as he enters the room. He knows Roier won't be waiting for him, waiting to give him a kiss goodnight, and it hurts. Cellbit feels a bit selfish for feeling this way. His husband deserves to rest, and if this is the only way for Roier to rest, he'll wait. Roier is made of pure sunshine, and it's only natural for the sun to hide every once in a while. Maybe it's unhealthy, but Cellbit isn't in a place to talk about healthy coping mechanisms.

Cellbit sits on the side of the bed, looking back at Roier. He's lying on his back, hands folded over the space between his chest and stomach. His chest rises and falls softly with every breath. Dark hair covers the top part of his face, ending over the middle of his nose bridge. Discarded bandana laying on the pillow next to Roier's head. Cellbit knows there's dark circles hidden under the hair. He hopes that they'll disappear, eventually. He moves the dark hair out of his husband's face in order to press a kiss to his forehead. Roier is breathtakingly handsome even still fast asleep. Cellbit presses another kiss to his nose, and Roier's nose scrunched up in response. Cute. He knows Roier can't reciprocate in the moment. Cellbit just wants him to know that he isn't alone. For a few moments, Cellbit sits still, just staring at his husband's sleeping form. He decides to grab Roier's hand, holding it. The brunette is gentle so as to not wake him. Eventually, he crawls into bed and lets sleep over take him.

When Cellbit wakes up in the morning, Roier doesn't. He ignores how it hurts not to see brown-red eyes looking back at him. Though, Roier moved a bit now laying on his side with one of the blankets covering part of his face. Cellbit leans over and presses a kiss to Roier's cheek. He goes about the rest of his day, trying to focus on what's in front of him. Cellbit is needed, necessary even to figure out the answers to everything going on. He comes home late, as always. Roier's still asleep, not having moved much from this morning. Cellbit sits on the bed and leans back against the headboard. One of Roier's hands is peaking out from under the covers, and Cellbit goes to hold it in his own. He softly explains what he did during the day and how others are doing. He doesn't want Roier to feel alone.

While pressing another kiss into the sleeping's forehead, Cellbit wonders what Roier is dreaming about or if he's even dreaming at all. Cellbit hopes that they're happy dreams. He hopes, a bit selfishly, that he's in them. Roier looks peaceful as he sleeps. Cellbit has never seen a more beautiful sight. He presses another kiss to Roier's cheek before he lays down fully. Cellbit pulls Roier close as sleep takes him again. The next day comes as it always has before, and Cellbit doesn't want to leave. His husband is still as pretty as before, still as pretty as he is when awake. Cellbit sighs, then presses another kiss onto Roier's cheek. He admits outloud how much he doesn't want to leave but goes to get ready for the day.

Cellbit comes home late, as always. Roier is asleep, still. He's laid on his back again, this time with one hand on the pillow and the other over his stomach. Now that Roier's dark hair wasn't covering his face completely, Cellbit finally noticed that Roier fell asleep with his eyeliner on. He softly calls his husband a dumbass before grabbing a damp cloth. He sits next to Roier and gently tries to wash off the makeup. Cellbit pauses for a moment to trace the other's features with his free hand. Roier is as beautiful as always, Cellbit thinks he's the luckiest man in the world. He finishes his attempt at removing the leftover eyeliner. He ignores how the eyeliner looks like it had been smudged by tears, as that thought tugs at his heart. Cellbit softly talks about his day as he gets ready for bed. His glance turns to Roier, and he finds himself missing his voice and bright eyes. Cellbit joins Roier in bed for the night, but he doesn't sleep. Instead, Cellbit just watches Roier sleep soundly. His husband is beautiful sight, and he can't look away.

Bad calming Pac down from his potential panic attack 🥲

Cellbit: "I'm not a soft babygirl! I just wore this for Mouse!"

i can see the softness of spiderbit/guapoduo but what’s the point of that when the island is falling apart? for sure they’re going insane together and supporting each other, is something about that even better than saying i love you every hour and they know.

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