#wallance

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Really stupid gay movie I'm into right now (you guys should watch it)

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SEGUINTE, eu tô obcecada pelo filme "um espião animal" por causa DESSES personagens, eles são super bem desenvolvidos no filme. Porém não encontro pessoas que também gostem deles, preciso de companhia nesse momento estranho de obcessão

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ALRIGHT I'm obsessed with Spies in Disguise, because of the main characters, they're so well evolved. But unfortunately I couldn't find the fandom yet (especially the shippers). Please I need company at these weird over obsessed times

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Just silly ones

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Hot take. In the Walance ship, I do not at all think that Lance would be the one to propose to Walter, for him to squee over.

It seems to me that the entire point and defining characteristics of the characters are about Lance being too emotionally reserved, juxtaposed with Walter proving that he is a mature, grown man in his own important and unique way.

This is a defining characteristic of his Zillennial generation which he thematically embodies in the film. I was born in '96 and have had the same problems, so that is extremely personally important to me and a large part of why I love Spies in Disguise.

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You Just Think You Love Me (5/7), Fact: Pidgeons can't cry

"Skating? Oh no!"

He laughed. "Come on, you can do it. I'll help you."

Walter measured him. "I can skate. When I have skates and am not sliding for my life.“

"Make shoes that are skaaaaaaates."

He chuckled. "Why are you say it like that?"

Lance waved his arms like a magician. "For efeeeeeeeect."

"You're just making fun of me."

"Maaaybeeeee. Luckily for us, they lend skates here. Come on!” He grabbed his hand and pulled him to the boot. Walter didn't break off. He played it fair and square. The deal was a date, so it was a date.

A date with laughter, a hot mulled wine, Christmas markets, snowball fight, skating, roasted chestnuts, a visit to a bookstore, and a walk through a snowy park. It was snowing, and one of the flakes caught on Walter's lash.

It was perfect. And it was… fake.

(links to ao3 and wattpad)

But Lance didn't care. It's been a beautiful day, and he refused to spoil it just because it's fake. So he joked, talked about what he was reading, and listened to Walter's enthusiastic retelling of the latest Korean series. At one point, Lance said the protagonist's catchphrase in Korean and would have sworn that... he would have sworn Walter had blushed. But his face was red from the cold the entire evening.

They were sitting on a bench in the park. The date was almost over. He gulped and quickly recalled Walter's funniest experiments. It worked. The tension in his shoulders was gone. They laughed with their heads together. Walter beamed at Lance and moved his head even closer.

He lost his breath. Walter wants to…

They were only inches apart when Walter pulled away, shaking his head. "I'm sorry," he whispered.

His lips tingled with a shadow of a kiss that did not come. "What's wrong?"

He hugged himself. "This is not right."

"Why not?"

"Because you don't really like me. It's not real.“

He almost screamed with hopelessness. "You keep telling me how I feel. Why don't you tell me how you feel?”

Walter looked down, and even though it was impossible on the narrow seat, he pulled away. "It doesn't matter how I feel."

"Isn't it?" He raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Of course it is!"

"It’s not. It doesn't matter how I feel, because the way you behave and what you feel is not real.“

Lance folded his arms across his chest and stared at Walter. "That's just a bunch of bullshit."

"It’s not. It's important. It's a principle of the thing.“

He took the to-unlove vial from his pocket and looked at it. "Walter, I'll only ask you once and then I'll drink. I promise.“

"What do you want to know?"

"Is there a chance you'd love me?"

Walter laughed nervously. "I will always love you. You are my best friend!"

Best friend. He can live with that. And feeling a little less love could help.

He exhaled and uncorked the bottle. He smiled at Walter with a number five smile. "Thanks for a nice date. It was worth it.“

He emptied the contents quickly and grimaced at the salty taste.

He felt Walter's gaze on him. "So? Does it work? Do you still feel like you love me?”

He looked at him, at his nervous expression, and his heart ached. He still wanted to smile when he saw him. He still felt warm when he remembered Walter's embraces, which had been far too few lately.

He armed himself with the number two smile and spread his arms to the sides in the victory. "Same ol’ same ol’!”

Walter smiled weakly. "That’s good.”

He took Walter home and quickly kissed him on the cheek in front of the door. He masked it with a joke. It was still their date, after all, wasn't it?

He flew back home. Pigeons can't cry.

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why did nobody tell me spies in disguise was so fun and so GAY it's been out for over a year oh my gosh I've robbed myself ... butttt at least it's been out long enough to have nice completed fics

and i'm spotting several from objectlesson👀👀👀👀👀

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ATTENTION SID FANS AND WALLANCE SHIPPERS!!!

Take notice that @walance is an art-reposter.

They don't give credits to the artists, never put the links where the original works are. Excuses themself to be lazy to put them and just straight up repost Wallance arts in the SiD tags on Tumblr.

Even if you tried to talk out to them, they would never listen either way. And just said that "It's okay to repost things on this site! There's nothing illegal about it!~"

UPDATE on @vulnonapix1234

Trust me, we've tried

They never cared at all.

Look, reposting things are really illegal and disrespectful for the artists without asking permission to repost it.

More Wallance content for the people here is good, BUT REPOSTING ARTWORKS ON THIS SITE WITHOUT LINKS AND CREDITS IS ALREADY ILLEGAL, AND CLAIMING THAT REPOSTING IS OKAY BECAUSE THE PERCENTAGE OF HOW A LOT OF PEOPLE DO THIS STUFF IS OKAY?! THAT'S NOT EVEN A GOOD EXCUSE FOR FUCKS SAKE!

Please REPORT them immediately.

@jennyellie @onefiercefox @thesmoothpudding @rachi-roo @eldritchvalley A little help here

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Sharing a Bed (WalLance)

Another one from @thatotherrpmeme prompt list, this time Walter, Lance and a little misunderstanding! I’m pretty groggy today, I hope it’s not obvious here.

Lance was complaining all the way up in the lift. He couldn't believe all the apartments in the hotel were booked and they were left only with a regular room. Walter didn't see a problem. The fact that they were staying in such an expensive hotel itself was enough fun for him.

They were in New York, on a small business trip. Only one night, then moving on to another city. That's why Walter couldn't understand why Lance wanted the apartment so badly, they wouldn't spend much time in it anyway. Walter thought that two person room was totally enough. Still, the way Lance huffed and puffed and grumbled was kinda cute and amusing.

"Come on Lance, it's not like the bed's different in a cheaper room," smirked Walter. Lance shook his head.

"'S not my point here," he hummed. Then put a card to an electric lock and opened the door.

The room wasn't as bad as Lance seemed to make it. It was pretty generic, with a small balcony, television, desk, wardrobe and-

"W-wait," stuttered Walter and checked a door inside the room, but it was leading only to a toilet.

"Oh," chuckled Lance, setting his bag on the desk.

"They were supposed to give us two person room!"

“Well, it kinda is.”

“It’s not what I mean!”

There was a big, king sized bed in the middle of the room. And no other bed around. Not even a couch. Just one bed. Walter felt like he was a main character of some bad fanfiction on Wattpad.

Lance stretched and put hands over his hips. It seemed like their roles switched immediately.

“You know, it’s not a big deal. But if you want I can go ask them for different room.”

He was right. It was not a big deal. They hugged and cuddled and even slept together already (while Lance was a pigeon though). It should not make Walter as flustered as it did. And it should not make him react in the way he did.

“No, no, you’re right. It’s not a big deal. Sorry.” Walter dropped his own bag on the floor. He noticed Lance looking at him weirdly, but the older man looked away quickly. Walter just shrugged it off.

There was not really much to do around. It was late already, they had their dinner before arriving to the hotel and also had to wake up pretty early. So they got into the bed pretty quickly.

Walter got to shower first and when Lance finished his own shower he was already in bed, faking sleep. He didn’t really want to witness Lance getting on by his side. Okay, it wasn’t the whole truth, he did want to witness it but not in those circumstances.

Which really felt like shitty Wattpad scenario.

Lance settled down under the cover with a happy hum and turned the light off. Walter, with his back turned toward Lance, could feel him wiggling around for a moment to find the best position, before stilling. After few minutes Walter realized Lance is asleep.

Walter felt a little jealous. He felt like he was the most awake man on the earth right now. His heart was thumping, his cheeks were hot and he was too stiff to even dream about falling asleep right now.

It took him a long, long time to realize that this appreciation, the high respect Walter felt toward Lance was something more than just a platonic feeling. A lot more to be honest. Walter knew that many people in the agency crushed on Lance and it was something normal, but he never considered himself falling for the spy. Honestly, when he thought about it, he never really crushed on anyone. Maybe some actors, but never a person from his environment. And the way Lance made him feel… Walter was sure no actor could do that to him.

Lost in his thoughts, Walter didn’t notice when Lance moved in his sleep and hugged Walter from behind. Only then the younger man jerked slightly, his face going even more red. He was going to die from embarrassment, he was sure of that-

“Walter.”

Walter choked, hearing the voice over his ear, feeling the breath on his hair and cheek. He didn’t dare to even twitch, he didn’t dare to make any more sound. Was Lance asleep? Was he dreaming about Walter? What was happening?

His questions were soon answered.

“Walter, I know you’re not asleep.” That made the younger man yelp. Lance chuckled behind him. “What’s up with you? Usually you’re the clingy one.”

Walter bit his lower lip. He couldn’t keep it up, he felt so, so bad lying to Lance like that. Lance probably thought that this situation is fully innocent and platonic while for Walter… let’s say he couldn’t stop thinking about the body that was pressed to his back.

“Sorry,” he whispered.

“Huh? Why?”

“I… I need to talk with you.”

Lance was silent for a moment before moving back a little. Walter looked behind himself and saw the outline of Lance’s body, reaching to turn on the light, and quickly stopped him.

“Wait, no, leave it. The light.” It would be way easier if Walter didn’t have to see Lance’s face.

Lance made a pause and settled down on the bed again. “So? What’s going on?”

Before answering Walter turned himself on his back. He started fidgeting a little under the cover. He wasn’t really sure how should he start or what should he say. I have a crush on you seemed silly, and even if he didn’t mind silly on daily basis, he wanted to be serious right now. But… I love you… I’m in love with you, Lance…

The simple thought of saying that out loud, with the intention he had in his mind, immediately made Walter cover his face and groan.

“Hey, really, what’s going on?” Lance sounded worried. Awesome. Now Walter made him worried. He had to say something, anything, quick.

“It’s not easy to say,” he blurted out through his hands. Before he could add anything or have a gay breakdown in his mind he felt a big hand over his own two.

“Walter,” Lance sounded soft. Delicate. It gave Walter goosebumps. “You can say anything to me. I won’t laugh or get angry and I will stay you partner. We’re a team.”

It made Walter groan again but he moved hands from his face, over his chest. Lance’s hand moved along, still laying over Walter’s own. Walter looked toward where Lance was laying, probably lifting himself on his elbow and bit his lip again.

“I’m- I think I, uh, I fell in love with you.”

The words left Walter’s lips surprisingly easy. Once he started talking they just flew out and hung in the air between him and Lance. Only a few second into the silence, after it was said, Walter felt a slight panic. He didn’t think it through. It could have destroy their team, Lance could not want to work with him anymore-

Walter didn’t even know if Lance was into men!

Before his panic could blow Lance spoke, and he sounded a little confused.

“Walter?”

“Uh, hmm?”

“Weren’t you aware that we’re… dating?”

This time it took Walter a moment to answer. He jerked up, lifting himself up on his elbows as well.

“What?!”

“I was sure we decided on it already? Like, we were on a date last week. I even called it a date!”

For another moment Walter was thinking about the dinner they went to last week. It was a fancy restaurant, yeah, and Lance looked especially good, true, and the waiter winked at him when he was taking the order but-

Oh my god it was really a date!

Walter fell on the pillow with a groan, again covering his face. Lance laughed a little before moving a little closer to the younger man again.

“That actually explains some stuff,” he hummed.

“I just- ugh! How did this happen?!”

“Probably we misunderstood each other-”

“How long are we dating?”

Lance snorted. “I guess we didn’t really date, since you didn’t know about it. But hey, I’m happy the feeling’s mutual.”

Walter felt the blush crawling over his neck. He was slowly understanding the meaning of this situation. The fact Lance thought they were dating. The thing he just said-

Walter snorted and without a warning tossed his hands around Lance’s neck. It obviously surprised the older man, he gasped and fell over Walter’s body.

“Does it mean we can hold hands now?” asked the younger man. Lance chuckled, towering over him, not wanting to crush him.

“It means we can do even more baby.”

The big, cheerful smile didn’t vanish from Walter’s face when their lips met in a kiss.