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buckleysevan · 7 months
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@lgbtqcreators battleship bingo — friends to lovers
i'm here at the beginning of the end, the end of infinity with you (in/sp)
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royalarchivist · 2 months
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Pac: Do you know that Bagi and Empanada, they created a mafia?
Tina: WHAT?
[Several minutes later]
Tina: You could've lied, Pac. You could've lied. Do you think I'm stupid? Do you think I'm gonna let you get away with this?
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Tina went through an entire character arc during her conversation with Pac about the Pancake Mafia today!
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cerealboxlore · 7 months
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Billy Batson related question, as always! How do you think the League would react to Black Adam knowing who the Captain is, especially when they don’t even know? (The relationship between Billy and Teth doesn’t matter, they could be allies or enemies).
Billy Batson related questions are my personal favorites!
The idea of the Justice League not knowing who Captain Marvel's secret identity is always makes me giggle :D it's the layer of mystery and unknown danger that presents itself behind not knowing who the Big Red Cheese is that keeps them on edge sometimes. They admire their friend, but sometimes they do wonder, are they his friend? What is he? An alien? A human? A monster beneath the disguise of a man? Three kobolds in a trenchcoat? Nobody knows... They do wish to get to know their friend better.
Normally, most league members have their secret identities kept, you know, a secret. With the exception that Batman knows, of course. However, even he remains stumped on this mystery. He doesn't enjoy not knowing who Captain Marvel is behind the boy scout smile he often shines, but Batman is determined to find out one day. There's almost some respect for how well the Captain manages to hide his identity and tracks.
Meanwhile, Billy is surprised he's lasted this long with a secret identity. He's working with a braincell, half an oreo cookie, and a dream.
I got sidetracked, ack! Okay, so the relationship (depending on which version of Captain Marvel and Black Adam you are familiar with) is almost always going to be personal. There's their shared relationship with the wizard Shazam, but the one I'm most familiar with and enjoy is Black Adam being the one to have killed Billy's parents. (Also, I appreciate you separating the identity of Black Adam and Teth!)
It would be absolutely amazing and gutwrenching to see Captain Marvel shake hands with a "reformed" Black Adam, possibly during a public setting with the JL in attendance, fully knowing the truth behind his parents murders and still going through with the painful decision to let him go unpunished.
For Billy, this hurts. On a deep level that scars his heart and soul for allowing his parents deaths to go unavenged. For the years of pain, he spent alone on the streets homeless and separated from his twin sister, none of it can be fully healed no matter how hard he tries to forget. Scars fade over time, but to Billy, time is eternity. This pain will follow him for eternity.
However, as Captain Marvel, he understands that there's more to the situation that he can't control, and fighting Black Adam would only make things worse. With the wisdom of Solomon, he knows he can't justify a fight against the ruler of a nation, no matter what. So he just smiles for the camera and shakes the hand of the man who orphaned him.
It is through holding Black Adam's hand that the thought passes through his mind: the hand he's holding right now was once stained with the blood of his parents.
Then, the heroes are given a moment of privacy to be around each other without the public's eyes or ears to interfere, and that's when **** hits the fan.
Captain Marvel is avoiding Black Adam, understandably, but when Black Adam loudly calls out his name among the other heroes, Billy can't help but feel rage boil inside his divine blood.
"William. I thought you knew better than to ignore others when they're trying to talk to you. Such rudeness, I am most glad your parents were not the ones to raise such behavior in you."
Whispers among the league ensues. Was that the Captain's name? Did Black Adam know Captain Marvel on a personal level rather than just a regular hero and nemesis level? Despite the eyes watching them, waiting and prepared to step in case of a fight, the Captain grits his teeth and, through miserable eyes of a broken man, chooses to smile.
"Yeah, they really were good people, Adam. I may not live up to their expectations, but I do live for them. Every day. I suppose I have you to thank for that."
"Your gratitude is most welcome, William. May one day come where you live for Mary and Frederick, as well. They would appreciate you honoring them."
Through a wicked smile, Black Adam chuckles, turning his back to take his leave back to Khandak. Leaving Captain Marvel still smiling all alone, his fists at his side curled with rage, drawing his own divine blood from the intensity of his own strength.
After that, the league would be in all rumors and whispers about Captain Marvel. From the past, they knew that Black Adam was fond of taunting the Captain with strange and mean words during their harrowing battles, but had it all been a personal dig at him all this time? Did Black Adam have a hand in accidentally giving Captain Marvel the motivation to become a hero?
Superheroes like Batman would immediately be looking into any information they learned from this and try to decipher what is the truth behind the Captain. Or should he say, "William," now having a name to the face of the hero of Fawcett. He would also be investigating Black Adam far more closely now, should the reformed man ever step out of line. If he heard right and Black Adam had indeed killed the Captain's parents, then he needed to keep an eye on Captain Marvel, too. In case of a breakdown or instability in emotions.
On the other hand, heroes like the Flash and Superman would take the time to visit the Captain in his city and check on him. They'd be concerned after seeing how pained Captain Marvel was. If a villain like Black Adam knew who the Captain was and specifically chose not to reveal his true identity to the public and just the Justice League, then perhaps there was more to it. Superman knew as well how painful it was to let a guilty man go free because he was deemed "reformed" in the eyes of the public (Lex Luthor, ew).
Overall, there would be a whole range of emotions after finding out Black Adam knows who Captain Marvel is. And I am here for it!
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bilbao-song · 5 months
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The Police - De Do Do Do, De Da Da Da (x) ↳ requested by @doktordyper
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guardian-angle22 · 1 year
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The Men of 911: Lone Star + their earrings
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kanakori · 2 months
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here's this scene suggested by @jacksprostate
i have the car scene subtitled but i have to compress it before posting
(these were so high quality before they had to be massacred for tumblr ue ue ue)
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krenenbaker · 5 months
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Thorns
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Pairing: Malleus x Riddle Notes: This is for the fifth day's prompt ("Thorns") of the 2023 TWST Rarepair Halloween event. This is LATE, but is getting posted. It's also only... vaguely about them, being more of a general poem reflecting two similar, but opposing individuals. Tags:@haruhar-u,@cheezy-moon, @thehollowwriter, @whspermy-name, @inkybloom-luv, @eynnwwyjth, @officialdaydreamer00, @xxoomiii, @red-viewe and @shortstorylover
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Both different, yet connected; closely tied. Secluded wither, but supported, thrive. With feelings neither one could ever hide, Together, rose and blackthorn feel alive.
They cling, and twist, and grow in in their own way: The blackthorn takes his time, he ripens slow, The rose, instead grows fast, then wilts away. A balance - summer's heat, and winter's snow.
Both sharp and fierce, though softness also lies Within; a berry dark, a flower red. Their thorns and prickles choke, but too, growthwise, Protect. Their love not harsh, but sweet instead.
Two lovely boys, just like the flora strong, Root in each other's hearts, their whole lives' long.
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kylominis · 11 months
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"Ready for another round?" [♡]
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rcrisdraws · 2 months
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Eternally indebted to their Mistress of Sorrow, one bound to heal, preserver of life, the other bound to reap, soother of the last moments, they are both mortal, reincarnating, so that they never forget the peril, the weight and grief of those they are meant to aid.
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chaoffee · 7 months
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“They’re quite rowdy, aren’t they?"
He points his head in the direction of the Crux fleet crew. A soft smile adorning his lips as he watches everyone drink and be merry. You couldn’t help but smile in return, "Very."
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My, my what a surprise I give y’all with this photo of my beloved Kazuha. I was going to give a story about how this photo came to be, but alas, Kazuha is ushering me to get some rest as it’s very late at night. Perhaps I’ll tell you all another day ✨
@i23kazu - the host of the ebg
I would’ve shaded his clothing as well, but time wasn’t on my side ;; maybe I’ll finish it later on ✨
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kermitbread · 1 year
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toilet squad vivids
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vamp-a-day · 6 months
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day 27
Just 1 Drink Gonna keep it mellow Responsible night for a polite fellow
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actiniumwrites · 2 years
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𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘'𝐃 𝐁𝐄
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synopsis: assigning Genshin characters to cliche tropes
characters: mona, hu tao, and scaramouche x gn! reader (separately)
warnings: mostly fluff, a pinch of angst in hu tao’s (if you squint), cussing in Scara’s
notes: this is my first post on this blog!! feel free to leave constructive criticism :)
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Mona: next-door-neighbor’s to lovers 
A woman with long red-purple hair tied up into pigtails and an extravagant hat was walking up the steps of the house across from yours when you had walked out of your house that morning. 
“Hey!” You called out to her 
She turned and glanced at you before huffing and setting the box she was holding down onto the steps, “It’s rude to watch people, you know? Is there something you need?” 
“No I was just wondering who you are,” You paused, “I mean, yeah, people are always going in and out of Mondstadt, but I’ve never seen you around before today.” 
“Well, I’ve lived here for a few weeks now so it’s not my fault you’ve never seen me,” she flicked her hair over her shoulder before picking the box from earlier back up, “Is that all you need?” 
“I- Hey! Wait, where are you going?!” You walked closer to her house, hand grasping the railing in front of it, “I’m an adventurer so it’s no wonder I haven’t seen you, but-” 
“I don’t care, I’m going now-” 
“Stop, won’t you just talk to me?” 
“I’m Mona, that’s all you need to kno-” a loud rumbling sound cut her off. 
“Was…was that your stomach?” 
“I- no! Of course it wasn’t, you think I, Mona Megistus, would ever let my stomach growl-” 
It growled again, but you simply laughed it off. 
“C’mon, I’ll treat you to lunch!” you looked up at her, “I just want to get to know my new neighbor and hey, I’ll pay for it too.” 
“Free foo-” she paused and corrected herself, “I mean- if you’re offering, I don’t suppose why not. Just allow me to set this down and I’ll join you in five minutes.” 
You smiled to yourself, a strange feeling growing in your gut. 
A few hours later, the sky had gone dark and the two of you were outside at a table in front of the Good Hunter. The lamps were all lit up and many Mondstadt citizens were out enjoying the city as well. 
You grasped your stomach, a hand on her shoulder as the two of you laughed so hard the people around the fountain began to stare. 
“You truly are something else, y/n,” Mona said as she stared down at your form still laughing in your chair with a small smile on her face, cheeks growing hot, “Say, do you want to do this again sometime?” 
Your laughter had ceased and you looked back up at her, a more serious look in your eye. Her soft gaze was making you a bit nervous. 
“I can’t tell if you’re still joking,” you said, averting your eyes as your nerves began to act up even more. 
“I’m not.” 
Your eyes snapped toward hers, a burst of confidence now rushing through you, “Mona, are you asking me out on a date?” 
“If that’s how you view it, then yes, I, Mona Megistus, am asking you out on a date?” 
“I’m free on Thursday?” 
“Thursday it is.” 
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Hu Tao: Frenemies to lovers 
When you first met Hu Tao, you didn’t get the greatest impression. From the way she talked so fast, to the excessive jumping around, and the constant question of, “What kind of coffin would you like? I can get you a discount!” 
You inevitably got annoyed.
The thing was, you were friends with Zhongli. In fact, every other day you would greet him at the funeral parlor before the two of you would head off on walks or get lunch somewhere in the harbor. 
But Hu Tao was always there, and she always made sure to greet you too. You wouldn’t ignore her or anything, but it’s not like she didn’t still annoy you either 
“Hi, Hu Tao,” you said begrudgingly as you walked up to the parlor, “Where’s Zhongli?” 
“Why hello, y/n! He’s not here today!” She jumped around you, “I can go to lunch with you instead if you like?” 
“No, it’s fine” 
“Ah, don’t be so rude y/n!” 
“I’m not being rude, we’re not friends and I don’t want to go to lunch with you.” 
You felt a bit guilty after watching her face fall once you finished your sentence, but nevertheless, you just turned around and walked away. Maybe she’d finally get the hint. 
Spoiler alert: she didn’t. 
The thing with Hu Tao is, once you’ve managed to peak her interest, she won’t leave you alone. From constantly pulling pranks on her friends (if you could even say she had any), to disrupting the unsuspecting citizens of Liyue, to chasing Qiqi around with murder in her eyes, she never seemed to stop. 
Honestly, you just wished she would grow up a bit. 
In the following days, the feeling in your gut that something odd was going on only grew. Zhongli’s presence at the funeral parlor was nowhere to be found. Yet each day, Hu Tao would still come outside to say hello to you, some days she’d still offer to go on a walk with you or do your normal lunch like you always do with Zhongli. 
After a week had passed, you finally gave in and agreed to go on a walk around the harbor with her. 
As the breeze from the ocean was blowing in and bright sun beating down on your face, you walked silently next to the director and through the harbor. 
You had been looking down at the floor when she spoke up, “Can I ask you two questions?” 
“That technically is a question, so what’s the other one?” 
She smiled a bit at your lame joke, you never joked with her. 
“You know what I mean,” she giggled, “Okay, first one: are you and Mr. Zhongli together? Like romantically?” 
Your head had never turned so quickly in your life, “What!? No!” 
“Oh god, does it really look that way?” you put your head in your hands as you kept walking, “I swear we’re not! We’re just friends, in a way, he’s kinda like a mentor to me.” 
“No need to get so flustered,” she giggled as you kept your head in your hands, “Okay, second question: do you hate me?” 
You lifted your head up as you stopped walking. Sure she often annoyed you, but you never hated her for it. 
Did she really think that?
“No, of course not,” you gazed at her now quiet figure as she stopped walking to, “What made you think so?” 
“Well, I always say hello to you every time you show up at the parlor and you always look mad once you see me, plus, you never want to hang out with me,” she stopped for a second and looked down at the floor, “You also just always seem so happy around Zhongli and you never look like that when you’re around me so I just figured you must hate me or something.” 
Unsure of what to do, you put your hand on her shoulder. She looked up at you before suddenly hugging you. 
Surprising both yourself and Hu Tao, you wrapped your arms around her as you began to feel giddy and a bit of red spread across her face. 
“Y/n…” Hu Tao said nervously as she let go of you, “I need to tell you something.”
You continued to look at her, nodding slightly to signal that she could continue.
“I, uh, have feelings for you” she said rather quickly.
Of all the things you thought she was about to tell you, you weren’t expecting that. 
“You don’t have to say anything, though!” 
“No, no! I- uh,” you looked down at your hands that were fidgeting, “sometimes I get nervous around you. I think that’s the reason I avoided you so much, I was just in denial”
She looked hopeful as you continued, “Listen, I can’t say that I probably like you the same amount that you like me, but I want to try at least.” 
Her voice softened and she glanced up into your eyes, “That’s okay! Maybe we could start slow and go on a date soon?” 
“Yeah, that sounds great,” You breathed out. 
“Ah, about time!” A figure from behind you called out 
“Zhongli?!” 
“Where have you been?” you questioned. 
“I realized there were feelings that were blooming between the two of you and I felt as though nothing would happen if I was to continue showing up and whisking you away from our dear Hu Tao,” He laughed to himself, “So, I hatched a little plan and here we are.” 
“I cannot believe you of all people would do something like that,” you spoke, jokingly angry with him. 
“Well, I’ll be going now,” he began to walk off, “Enjoy your date, my dear friends.” 
The two of you couldn’t help but laugh 
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Scaramouche: Enemies to lovers, one bed, and (kind of) fake dating
“Excuse me, y/n, The Tsaritsa has ordered you and The Balladeer to take your leave for the mission she assigned the two of you.” 
“Archons, you have got to be kidding me,” you groaned out before grabbing your bag and walking to the door, “You can leave now, thanks.” 
Rolling your eyes as the lower rank soldier ran off, you locked your office before strolling down the corridor of the Fatui headquarters. 
A flash of purple hair entered your sight and you fake laughed before calling out, “Ah! Scaramouche, my love!” 
“Call me that again and I will actually fucking kill you.” 
“Aw, aren’t we supposed to be acting as lovers though, Scara.” 
“I don’t ever wanna hear the name ‘Scara’ come out of your mouth again, and even though the Tsaritsa ordered us to be posing as a couple for this mission, we aren’t in Liyue yet so drop the fucking act.” 
You laughed to yourself before boarding the ship to Liyue, Scaramouche next to you. 
Truthfully, you found the whole ordeal to be quite funny. Here you were, number six and seven of the Fatui Harbingers, who proclaimed to hate each other, sitting next to each other on a boat to Liyue preparing to act as if you were the most in-love people to ever exist in the nation of Teyvat. 
You didn’t however find it so funny when you arrived in Liyue and the hotel had made a mistake. It meant that the two of you had to share a bed and you were never going to let that happen. 
“Bed is mine, you’re a loser so you don’t deserve it,” you told him.
“Did you just call me a loser?” 
“Maybe.” 
“I can have you killed, you know?” 
“Yeah, but we both know you won’t do it,” you started to lay down in the bed, “anyway, have fun on the floor. I heard it’s a real party down there, who knows, maybe you’ll make a friend.” 
“Are you suggesting I make friends with something of a roach?” 
“Everyone knows you’re friends with people that reflect you, so yeah, I’m sure you’d get along great with the roaches.” 
You had about two seconds of peace laying on the bed with your eyes shut before you were suddenly the one on the floor.
“Ow! Son of a bitch! Did you just throw me off the bed?” You yelled as you got up and stared down at Scaramouche who had made himself quite comfy in the bed, eyes shut as he faced the ceiling. 
“I did, if the floor sounds like such a ‘party’ to you, you can take it.” 
Now equally pissed, you did the only thing you could think of: jump on him. 
“Ow!” he yelled, trying to push you off of him 
He pushed you to the other side before kicking you again so you’d fall off. You fell to the floor with a loud thud and were about to get up to fight him again when a knock echoed through the room. 
“Shit!” you both muttered out.
Opening the door you smiled, “Good evening, sir, is something the matter?” 
Scaramouche came up and hugged you from behind, head resting on your shoulder before joining you in smiling innocently at the hotel owner. 
You would be lying if you said that the way he was holding you right now didn’t fluster you, but you regained your posture and quickly placed your hand in one of his, trying to one up him. He grasped it tightly before looking at the man, gesturing for him to continue. 
“Yes, I’m deeply sorry to bother the two of you, but we received a complaint from another room about yelling and loud noises coming from this area of the hallway,” He continued on, “While we cannot be sure it was the two of you, we would advise that if it was, you please be respectful of the other guests in the hotel and refrain from being so loud.”
“We apologize, sir. My wife and I had just gotten into a small argument, but it’s been resolved. Thank you for your offers, have a goodnight as well.” 
As soon as the owner backed away from your door and down the hall, you shut the door and started laughing, partially out of pure humility, partially out of nervousness, “I’ve never seen you be so nice.” 
“Shut up, it’s not funny. Besides, we have to do it anyway or else we’ll blow our cover or get kicked out,” he mumbled, “If we do either of those, The Tsaritsa will kick us out of the Harbingers for good and I’m not losing my job because of your dumbass.” 
“Okay fine, how about we just share the bed then?” You suggested. 
He huffed before getting into the bed without a word, leaving the other side to you. You got in, but you couldn’t stop the nervous feeling that arose earlier from coming back. Not to mention the fact that you felt flustered at the thought of him calling you his wife earlier.
“Don’t cross my side and don’t wake me up,” he said with his back turned away from you. 
You couldn’t help but smile.
And even though you both fell asleep with your backs facing each other, neither of you could resist cuddling up into each other's arms by the time morning hit. 
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𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐔𝐌𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 2022
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aro-absol · 10 months
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I made a wheelchair user bingo!
I haven't seen one before so I made my own. If you're a wheelchair user, go ahead and do it if you want to.
Happy disability pride month to all wheelchair users!
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[ID: A white ellipse with the words "Wheelchair user bingo" in capital black letters. Below, there is a white 5 x 5 grid. The cells read, left to right, top to bottom:
Manual wheelchair
Wants no pity
Needs carers
Chronic pain
Hates "speeding" jokes
Uses spoon theory
Born disabled
Colourful/decorated chair
Disability is a big part of their identity
Also non-physically disabled
Wheelchair = freedom
Also disabled in upper limbs
Wheelchair user (free space)
Wants more representation in media
Became disabled later in life
Fluctuating symptoms
Hates disability euphemisms
Uses wheelchair full-time
Wants more accessibility
Powerchair
Reclaims the word "cripple" (or the slur in your language)
Progressive disability
Can do a wheelie
ambulatory
Wears leg/hand/back etc braces
The background is the disability pride flag. / End ID]
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orkowhereheshouldntbe · 6 months
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[ID in ALT!]
Orko on a Junior Park Ranger badge. His prize for going to all the national parks!
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bwobgames · 1 year
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Previous First
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"Go first, I'll be right behind you"
"Ah, yes, heights. My newly proclaimed enemy.
This. This thing is sturdy, right? It won't drop me or anything?
Is. Is the floor moving? No, that's just my imagination
I feel like jelly right now"
"Oliver?"
"Ah, yes! Right away!"
He slowly gets in the makeshift rope and climbs down
Luckily, he still has the muscle memory to do it
But his nerves catch him at the last second, causing him to land awkwardly and twist his ankle.
"MOTHERFUCKER"
"Mr. Detective are you okay?!"
Everyone is down there and sees him fall. Embarrasing
"Oliver?! Are you hurt?? Did you break it?? Is it infected?? Apply cold and heat and then cold, and should we get something to straight it up?? Can you move it? Wait, no, dont move it. dont touch it, I-"
"I'm okay !!"
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"Really! This is just a rare misstep, I swear im a better detective than this, I even got into a competition once!"
"Does it hurt a lot?"
"Less than being stabbed, that's for sure"
"Don't say that!!"
"You say that because you didn't get stabbed, what a loser"
"You can't sit with us now"
"This is not the time for mean teens!"
"Really, I'm okay, I just twisted it, i think"
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"Oh! You're in luck, Mr. Beebo! Seems like some vehicles are approaching"
"Oh! The bomb squad!"
"Do they have paramedics? And maybe firefighters?"
"I just hope they dont have bombs"
"YOU TWO"
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"What's the story? What's the drama? What do we agree to put in the article that I'm definitely writing tonight. Also, hand over my book"
"Wha-? You're writing an article about this?!"
"Well, of course! it's a great way to make the rest of the world realize what an absolute bastard this man was!"
"Also, to keep you three out of jail for killing a man"
"Oh... right...."
"Don't worry! We can all just come up with something! There's evidence of him arranging the place so we have that, and of course, the whole toolshed.
I took several pictures of all"
"You can say he put bombs and tried to kill several of us"
"C'mon, give it a bit more spice"
"We had a hard fought battle, and when he thought he had us in the ropes, he fell down the window because he forgot it was the second floor"
"Yeah! I'll add some interesting dialogue"
"Isn't that... illegal?"
"Not as illegal as repeated murder! You could even say it was some cosmic timeline torture"
"... alright, murder attempt. For all of us"
"Let's make a group chat to coincide our alibis"
"That's- I won't question your methods.
Where is... you know... the body?"
"Oh, it's just there, in the snow. I think the family is planning on giving him a burial, but not a pretty one"
"They don't blame you or anything, so you are safe in that area"
"Right. A burial. The body. That's their choice now. This must be difficult for them. Fuck, it's difficult for me.
I might have to change my therapist. This might be too much for her
Ah, this is definitely one of the most painful cases I've had to go through.
But at least I got more than a hospitalization for severe dehydration and 20 dollars this time"
"Wait, I'm not even getting paid. Man."
"Alright, let's go meet the bomb people now"
"Can you stand?"
"It will hurt a little, but I'll be fine, um, can you give me a hand?"
"Oh, of course"
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"Let's go"
"...Um"
"Well. Well then. Wow, it sure is warm in here for being in the snow"
"Does it hurt like this? It's still a bit cold, so get closer to me, okay?"
"This man will be the death of me"
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"Goodbye"
"Wha- Why are you hiding?"
"The Beebo factory has closed. Please come by tomorrow"
"This is it. This is how I die for real. Heart beat too fast, too many feelings, too much direct contact with man muscles"
"Oh no! My favorite factory!"
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"Nooo, when will it open again!"
"Hey! No nuzzling in the factory!"
"Too late! I require my supply of 30 to 40 kisses!"
"You have to pay for those buddy!"
"Nope! I'm a thief! I will steal them right now!"
"Haha, wait, wait! We are going to fall!"
"Ugh"
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"I can feel you slowly becoming homophobic"
"Just for these two. They are too grossly in love"
"You are aware that mom will invite them for holidays, right?"
"I will ban the mistletoe. And matching sweaters. And Christmas songs"
"I don't think we will be able to escape it, honestly"
"This is worse than being stabbed"
"Eh, they're funny. I found the detective guy's instagram. Im gonna steal a picture of his cat and say its mine"
"Nice. Tell me if you find Ángel's account to report it"
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"Excuse me, are you the owner of this building?"
"Ah, not quite, but I am a representative of the organization that owns it"
"That's all right, could you tell me about the suspected bomb?"
"Well, it's not really suspected..."
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The bomb from the second floor explodes
"... It's very much confirmed.
I think it would be better to stay away from the house"
"... we'll do a few calls"
"Ah! Also, do you have anything for first aid? And warm clothes?"
"Ah, of course, follow me"
Ángel and Beebo sit in the first aid vehicle, blanket over them, and warm drinks in hand
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