MR. BOND I WILL BE KEEPING AN EYE ON YOUR SAMMICHES AND NOT ON YOUR PERFECTLY FORMED ASS (yes hello this is whitescalemate cape karkat/noa/hawkeye etc how may i eat all your sammiches )
You noticed.~
YES HELLO THIS IS PEA *glomps*
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MR. BOND I WILL BE KEEPING AN EYE ON YOUR SAMMICHES AND NOT ON YOUR PERFECTLY FORMED ASS (yes hello this is whitescalemate cape karkat/noa/hawkeye etc how may i eat all your sammiches )
You noticed.~
YES HELLO THIS IS PEA *glomps*
by one of my friends i mean noa
do u cherik if yes maybe a noir sort of 3 sentence au thing...? if no, uh, janet and hank coffee shop...? e v e/
(i swear they were better before but this is what I got)
“what are ya, a mind reader or somethin’?” says the man with the dark coat and the hat.
Charles swings around at his desk to face his prospective client, a glib smile on his face, his feet perching on the top of his desk. “And I thought I was detective, Mr…”
“Lehnsherr. Erik Lehnsherr.”
His smile changes to something more genuine as he places his feet firmly on the ground, sitting up straight like the gentlemen he often tries to be. “Mr. Lehnsherr… Erik? Well then, why come to me? What makes you think you need a detective?”
———-
Hank Pym was not the sort to be distracted easily, and yet not five minutes with Janet Van Dyne and he was ignoring his work for her.
Honest to god, he tried to ignore her; keep his eyes on his journal on the microbiology of insects or his coffee mug; anything but look up at whomever was murdering that cat with that guitar (at least that’s what it sounded like to him). But eventually, his curiosity got the best of him and he looked up.
Janet Van Dyne stared right into him, as if she were waiting.
She had a victorious smile on her face as she set the guitar down and sat next to him, his coffee now in her hands. “I was wondering how long it would take for you to finally look up.”
oh my god makenna and noa sound cute as hell on skype omfg
y'all are cuties
HEY NOA REMEMBER THIS VERSE??
noa we should actually do some spy!patrick and supervisor!iero rping I just read throught the spy patrick blog and I MISS THAT UNIVERSE
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