he’s so evil
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he’s so evil
I know that qCellbit's mention of him not feeling anything negative upon seeing Cucurucho again is a sneak peek from cc!Cellbit to give us to understand that, when he finds out what this bear has done to his husband, he's going to feel an anger with the power of seven hells.
If you want to know what I'm thinking about at any given time, it's probably him
What would chats opinion be if I said Doied gives me incel vibes? PLEASE hear me out
"Nadie me vio partir, lo sé
Nadie me espera"
I have the headcanon that Pepito has, even if he doesn't notice it, a very sharp intuition and that is why he did not feel comfortable leaving his colorful armchair to his apá qRoier (Doied, actually) and, in contrast, he had total confidence with his apá qElMariana.
I just drop in here, besides to calm M down, to confess that this Spiderbit reunion had been so cold that it had hurt me. I can justify it by saying that I watched it from q!Cellbit's perspective and seeing his reactions to Doied's cold responses really disoriented me and made me forget for a second that that guy was NOT q!Roier.
It was like my ray of sunshine in the middle of the storm when I realized that. It helped me remember that if this Spiderbit reunion was so cold it's because it WASN'T the Spiderbit reunion. That, once again, it will take patience for us to see it happen.
The tall stands filled with books of varying sizes and colors immediately caught his attention, he ran to his nearest row of bookshelves and read the signs posted on them.
He noticed right away that they mentioned book titles, although it took him a little longer to realize that the respective authors of each one were island residents: there were a few interesting titles, others, the vast majority, were honestly stupid or ridiculous, and he was satisfied with his own and his incredible memory when he was able to pick up a reference to islanders with his brother, Roier, interacted more regularly.
And thinking specifically of him, the brown-haired young man began to read the remaining signs hoping to find the one that referred the book written by his brother.
When he finally found it, after having read all the titles on the second floor and climbed the spiral staircase, he could feel nothing but a deep boredom. Disappointed not with Roier, but with himself for having expected something brilliant from that idiot.
"How to Marry a Brazilian, by Roier."
He wrinkled his nose so noticeably that his expression of disgust was obvious to anyone who turned to look at him at that instant.
"I never wrote a book like that," he said annoyed, "I never wrote a book like that".
Sure, he would have written something related to the study of the human mind, he sighed, it was something that surely the useless Roier could never understand.
Resigned, he tore his gaze away from the wooden sign and continued reading the missing titles, hoping to find at least some actually Interesting.
"I would never write something like that…"
[okokok I KNOW that maybe it was just cc!Roier himself talking but I couldn't help but immediately relate it to qDoied DON'T JUDGE ME, it was my hyperfocused ass.]