#tangleman

[barnacles-and-brimstone]

i feel like tango and skizz need a ship name. please tell me if they have one already- however, i raise you, trafficblr, tangleman.

sounds like a silly superhero! DO NOT FEAR, TANGLEMAN IS HERE! and that’s just their dynamic fr

[rutellingmeashrimpfriedthisrice]

A bit late to starting this off but this was written for @skizzlemanweek !!!

Day One: Silent/Shout (Skango flavored)

Skizz wasn't subtle with his love. He'd gladly shout it from the rooftops and eagerly ramble about his boyfriend whenever the opportunity arose. In his mind, nothing could be more worth talking about than Tango, and the fact that of everyone in the world, Tango had chosen him.

Tango's love was quiet. All affection-filled looks and wordless actions to help Skizz out with whatever he may need. He'd gladly spend hours perfecting the redstone for a creation Skizz had big ideas for, or gather enough food to keep them both fed, all without needing to be asked first. He loved Skizz, and he knew that no matter what, Skizz loved him too.

Others may have seemed confused by the nature of their relationship, so warm and full of love despite their playful innuendos or particularly friendly comments. But they knew what they were, knew who they were. And that was enough for them.

"What do you think?" Tango asked, leaning in close to show off the sketch he'd made of the machine Skizz had described during one of their talks.

Skizz eyed the drawing in awe, delightfully surprised by the amount of effort and detail that Tango had put into it to make something tangible and possible from a throw-away idea Skizz had mentioned for a farm. He glanced up and wordlessly kissed Tango's cheek while the other man was still glancing down at the paper.

Tango's eyes widened as he stammered loudly, cheeks turning red as he looked away, flustered grin spreading across his face.

Skizz laughed, smiling so wide his cheeks ached as he slung an arm around his boyfriend's shoulders to pull him into a side hug. "It's perfect, Top." He said, resting his head against Tango’s until the other man relaxed against him in turn.

Skizz smiled and closed his eyes, savoring the moment before eventually opening his eyes again as he recounted his vision for the farm Tango had drawn up while Tango listened silently, occasionally nodding along or furrowing his brows in that handsome way Skizz recognized as him working out the logistics of the redstone involved.

He really loved that look on his face.

Skizz continued to talk for a bit before quieting down to watch Tango add onto his sketch, a lovesick grin on his face all the while.

(Sorry it's so short hope this is good!!)

[sseaborgium]

anyway as i do quite frequently i am thinking very hard abt two ships at once so here have my tangleman/tangskizz hc: skizz definitely calls tango candle as a pet name

when he first said that tango just shrugged and accepted it (because like it's skizz. in ep2 he just started calling scar 'face' and no one questioned it)

and then like many days later skizz says it and tango just clicks like 'OH IT'S BECAUSE MY HAIR'S ON FIRE!!'

and skizz is like ???? you didn't ??? know??? why did you think i was calling you candle????

and tango's just like. idk. you could literally call me light glue blazed terracotta and i would not bat an eyelid