#guapito wedding

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[mobimientoputo]

Me when bird women

Dancinggggg

Lol i'm definitely drawing them in this Wedding outfits more bc i'm delusional

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girlfailure charlie slimecicle keeping weddings very interesting

[anonymous-dentist]

Or: the first week of Cellbit's life after being turned into a vampire by the man he's been dating for three weeks

For @smallchaoscryptid's Spiderbit Week Day One- Vampires

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Day Zero - Saturday

"Just stay still!"

"I am still!"

"Nooo, you're fucking wiggling."

"I'm trying to get comfy. If I'm going to die, I want to be comfortable."

"My lap isn't comfortable? Is that what you're telling me?"

"Your knees are bony."

"I'll show you bony- stay still, motherfucker!"

"Guapito- oh, shit-"

Cellbit sucks in one final, shuddery breath and goes limp, his fingers twitching- searching for Roier's.

But Roier's hand only finds his after he's dead.

Day One - Sunday

His eyes are open, but all he can see is the scent of blood in the air. He can't move, but his limbs beg to be put to use. He's so hungry.

Something settles in his hair, something cold and soft and almost comforting through the pain wracking his entire body.

"Shh, gatinho," it whispers. "I'm back."

He leans into the touch with a whine, eyes slipping shut and exposing him to The End again. It's horrible, but at least. At least it isn't nothing.

There's nothing. The End is something. The End rejected him. He is alive, and he is hungry.

Fingers card through his hair, gently massage his scalp. But it isn't his head that's hurting, it's his everything. His mouth. His teeth. His teeth-

Air brushes past his mouth. Prey.

Instinctively, he snaps at it, growling as his teeth dig into the prey.

"Puta madre-" the prey swears, but, no that isn't the prey. That's...

He whimpers as the not prey tears its hand out of his mouth.

"You're lucky you're cute," the not prey tells him. "Hold on, let me get you some actual dinner."

And then the not prey leaves. Again.

And he is alone with the nothing. Again.

Day Two - Monday

The room is too cold but the blankets are itchy and the pillow is too warm and the overhead fan is turned on and he's so cold, why is he so cold?

Shivering, he pulls his blanket over his head. But it itches, so he pulls it back off, but he's so cold-

"Hey, no, come here," the not prey says.

He snarls as he's gently pulled to the not prey's chest, but his anger dies down the second he recognizes the not prey's scent: guapito.

His guapito.

He burrows back until he can't tell where guapito ends and he begins. Then, and only then, does he start to feel warmth again.

The End was warm, so warm. But it turned him away, and now he's cold- but that's good, right? He doesn't know why it's good that The End rejected him and sent him back to the nothing, his head hurts, his teeth hurt. But. But maybe it has something to do with his guapito.

A kiss is pressed to the back of his neck. "There we go. Sleepy gatinho, eh?"

He hums in acknowledgment. But he doesn't talk, he doesn't know how. He doesn't think he's supposed to. He's too hungry to even though he'd just eaten moments or hours or centuries ago.

"Tomorrow will be better," guapito tells him, and he believes it.

Day Three - Tuesday

He keeps biting the inside of his mouth when he tries remembering how to speak to guapito. And, frankly, he's starting to get sick of it.

He pouts, but guapito just smiles and coos and leans in close and brushes its nose against his.

"You'll get used to it," guapito says. "They'll be done growing in by tomorrow."

Tomorrow is forever away, though. When The End had sent him back, it had told him that he would wake up 'tomorrow', but he was there for what felt like thousands of years. He only found his way back to the nothing when he'd heard someone talking to him.

Who...?

Wordlessly, though not wordless by choice, he bites guapito's nose. He doesn't bite hard, and he doesn't bite with his fangs, but guapito still screams and tumbles off the bed dramatically.

He smiles, fangs and all, but guapito just grumbles and reaches up and pinches his cheek hard.

And then guapito smiles, fangs and all.

It's beautiful.

He tries to say as much, but he ends up biting his tongue. Again.

Damnit.

Day Four - Wednesday

He can't stop crying, why can't he stop crying? He isn't in pain, but it all hurts so badly, but he doesn't know why, and-

"Gatinho, hey, it's fine," guapito softly says- it sounds sad, and now he feels worse because he made guapito sad and he's just a failure of a... of a... of a...

He can't remember? Why can't he remember? All he remembers is The End and then the nothing that came afterwards, the nothing he's been living in since. He blinked, and he was out of The End, and he was in somebody's arms, but who? Guapito, right? But why? How do they know each other?

He chokes on his own tears as he comes to a terrifying realization. He doesn't know who he is. He's been awake for days, but he doesn't know his own name- oh, God.

Guapito holds him closer, rocking them gently back and forth on the floor, because he had crawled off of the bed in his own misery hours ago and hasn't been able to muster the will to get up since.

The End took something from him before kicking him out. Did The End take him?

Guapito shushes him gently, far more tender than it's been since he's known him. But he doesn't know him, so how does he know that?

"You'll think this is funny later," guapito assures him. "I did. You're just emo today, it's fine. New instincts and shit, they'll figure themselves out, and then we can go back to bed. Okay?"

He buries his face in guapito's shoulder. What he would give to be in bed again...

Day Five - Thursday

There are flashes in his mind of things he can't quite remember. A garden filled with blue flowers, a swimming pool. A little boy in overalls locking him in a closet with...

Guapito trudges into the room with a fresh pitcher of blood for them to share, because he's still hungry.

"I'm making you go hunting when you're out of bed," guapito huffs.

He places the pitcher down on the bedside table and wipes the non-existent sweat off of his forehead with his headband.

He is stunning.

"Okay," he croaks out, wincing as his fangs clip his tongue. But it's worth it for the brilliant smile guapito sends him and the forehead kiss he gets.

"You are so sexy when your voice is all fucked," guapito growls, playful and not at all threatening.

He bites back a frown. "No."

"Yes. And you had better get used to being called sexy because you-" Guapito pokes him between the eyes with one finger. "-are stuck with me for forever. No take-backs."

He doesn't want a take-back. He's been thinking through the hunger pangs, and he thinks that he went to The End because of guapito. Not because guapito sent him there, but because guapito was the one to pull him home.

This is home, right? A dimly-lit bedroom with wooden walls and well-worn floors, scratchy blankets and soft pillows, soft voices downstairs. Guapito.

It doesn't ring any bells, but he thinks that, if it wasn't his home before The End, it could be his home now that he's left it.

A small smile on his face, he reaches up and cups guapito's cheeks.

"Okay," he repeats, just because he thinks guapito needs to hear it.

And guapito smiles, and it's all just... okay.

Day Six - Friday

He has a name, he thinks. Cellbit. It's what guapito calls him when he thinks he's asleep. When Cellbit is asleep.

It sounds familiar. So does the mention of a child- Richarlyson- and the mention of a woman- Jaiden- and the mention of another child- Bobby.

But what's guapito's name? He has to have one, right? One as beautiful as he is.

"You look almost normal today," guapito comments.

Cellbit doesn't feel normal. He feels hungry, but he's less hungry than he's been for the past several days. He feels cold, but he doesn't mind the cold as much as he used to. He feels confused, but he's remembering more every day. So he might be back to normal soon.

(Whatever normal is for him, anyway.)

The End had taken normal from him. He remembers it being freezing. He stayed huddled before its mighty presence shivering and begging to be heard. He wasn't dead, he wasn't. He couldn't be dead, he was talking. He couldn't be dead, he had... someone to get back to.

And then he'd heard the voice, and The End had released him.

Cellbit leans his head onto guapito's shoulder and closes his eyes.

"Te amo," he whispers. He may not remember who guapito is to him, but he knows this to be true.

Guapito stiffens beneath him, but he quickly relaxes again and slings an arm over Cellbit's shoulders.

He presses a soft kiss to Cellbit's temple and whispers, "Me, too."

Guapito had mentioned something about spending eternity with him, and that sounds just fine to Cellbit. He doesn't think he'd rather have it any other way.

Day Seven - Saturday

Cellbit wakes up not hungry for the first time since escaping from The End. He stares up at the ceiling, and his mind is filled with one word and one word only:

"Roier?" he whispers.

Next to him, guapito- Roier!- stirs. He yawns and rolls onto his side so that he's facing Cellbit. His face is red and marked with the imprints of his pillow, and his eyes are squinted shut and wet with interrupted sleep, and drool is dried to the corner of his mouth, but Cellbit is still caught breathless because he's so perfect.

"Gatinho?" Roier yawns. "What's wrong?"

He squirms until his head is using Cellbit's chest as a pillow. He wraps both of his arms around Cellbit's one like it's a stuffed animal.

His eyes slip shut again, but he doesn't fall back asleep. He's too busy tapping his fingers against the inside of Cellbit's elbow.

"I think I died," Cellbit says. His voice is quiet, contemplative. Almost reverent, because he stared The End in the face, and he was let go. Why?

"You did," Roier responds.

"But I'm here."

"You are."

"Why?"

Roier mutters something about "fledgling amnesia". Cellbit only halfway understands, but he doesn't question it. He doesn't think he wants to.

"Because I'm a vampire," Roier eventually says. "And you wanted to be one, too."

Cellbit blinks. "Huh."

"Yeah, 'huh'." Roier lightly pinches Cellbit's arm. "Go back to sleep. We need to go hunting tomorrow."

Hunting... Cellbit likes the sound of that.

But, first:

"We should get married."

This wakes Roier up fully. He sits up, lets go of Cellbit, stares at him with wide eyes.

Cellbit sits up, too. He takes Roier's hand in his, turns it over. Thinks about how good he'd look with a ring on his finger.

"I might not remember everything about you," Cellbit tells him, "but you've been with me all week even when I was..." ("...completely feral and out of control...") "...emo. And I liked you enough before to die to be with you. So... marriage only makes sense, right?"

Roier's mouth flaps like a fish's for a good couple of tense minutes before he cracks a grin and tries covering it up with furrowed eyebrows and a faked frown.

"Try again with a ring," Roier snaps with happy tears in his eyes.

He flops back down and pulls the blanket over his head.

Cellbit stares at him for just a moment before smiling so wide his cheeks hurt.

Wordlessly, he snuggles back down into bed. He slips beneath the covers with Roier, pulling him to his chest and spooning him from behind. He hides his smile in the back of Roier's neck and giggles as Roier swears at him through his own laughter.

"I can't believe I'm going to be with you for forever," Roier teasingly complains.

"Me neither," Cellbit responds.

The rest of eternity until the sun should die out and then beyond. Until they both crumble to dust in each other's arms at the end of the universe.

That sounds wonderful.

[somebluemelodies]

SURPRISE MFS in honor of one whole year since the spiderbit wedding, here's a little something to celebrate the gay cubitos of all time <3 also known as: spiderbit renewing their vows and being so stupidly in love with each other this is a really fucking long one i'm sorry (not sorry)

They walk until they find a flower forest, and it's three in the morning when the words are said. Repeated.

Neither of them have been able to sleep well the last several weeks, with the tumultuous amount of back to back to back situations, feeling stripped of almost all the control they felt they had before.

(And heaven forbid they don't have their eyes on each other for more than a few hours. What if something happens again? What if the other gets ripped from them, right from arms reach, all over again?)

(What then?)

The amount of times they leave each other in a day can be counted on one hand, and at night they're pressed together as close as humanly possible, warm and paranoid all the same.

Everything has gone to hell, it feels like. Everything except them, at least. And it truly is a reminder that maybe Roier was right once upon a time, saying it was them against the world.

So it's all gone to hell, but they have each other. And because they have each other, and have had each other for so long now, they walk and walk until they find a flower forest.

(And because they can't sleep, but that's besides the point.)

(It's the closest they can get to a year ago.)

They walk through the flower forest until they find a clearing, standing themselves in the middle of it.

Cellbit is the one to break the quiet that had befallen them, gently taking Roier's hands into his. His voice is soft. "Guapito?"

"¿Sí?"

"Would you like to get married again?"

A smile etches its way onto the spider-hybrid's face immediately, and he's nodding after a couple seconds. "I thought you'd never ask, gatinho."

The investigator smiles, too, feeling lighter than he has in months. Wordlessly, he slides the puzzle piece ring off his husband's finger, slipping the spider ring off his own to press it carefully into Roier's palm.

It's just them, there, and neither of them remember much of the formalities and spiels of words that came with from Father Peta the first time around.

(They were too focused on each other.)

But they both remember at least one thing as clear as day. And, temporarily pocketing his ring, Cellbit takes Roier's hands again, and speaks the words that came to him as easy as breathing. That still do.

"Você foi a primeira pessoa que eu vi quando eu cheguei nessa ilha. No meio de todo aquele caos, você foi o primeiro que apareceu no vidro, e desde que eu vi esse seu sorriso--" he lets go of one of his hands, raising his own to cup the spider-hybrid's face, stroking his cheek adoringly-- "eu sabia que eu nunca mais ia esquecer dele.

Quando eu mais precisei de alguém, quando eu estava completamente sozinho, você apareceu." Somehow, it almost felt even more true than it did back then. Roier, who always somehow knew when to show up when he needed it, who always knew whether he needed to talk or needed a distraction. Roier, who not only loved him through his lowest and most gruesome moments, but was willing to stoop to the same exact level as him.

(Was it unhealthy? Maybe. But Cellbit gave up on maintaining healthy habits months ago. There's no time or patience for that, anymore.

And Roier understands that. Roier understands him.)

He watches his partner lean into his touch, dark eyes closing as he soaks in the words with a small smile. "Eu quero que você saiba que enquanto eu estiver aqui--" Cellbit moves his other hand, to carefully cradle Roier's face in both-- "você nunca vai estar sozinho.”

(He'd gotten a little rocky on that promise, but he came back. And he'll keep coming back, no matter what. Nothing will keep them apart anymore.)

(Roier knows that, too. Because Cellbit has left, but Cellbit always comes back. Time and time again. The one person who hasn't truly left him yet, and the one person it seems he could never truly get rid of even if he wanted to. A scarily beautiful thing.)

Eyes open, Roier lets a few moments pass before gently pulling his husband's hands off his face, holding them in both of his own against his chest. The look the cat-hybrid is giving him makes him want to melt into a puddle on the forest floor, and he hopes that the other is feeling even half as warm and fuzzy as he is.

(Cellbit most certainly is, resisting the urge to pull him closer and kiss him senseless.)

Roier sighs, squeezing Cellbit's hands. "Yo no tengo nada preparado para decirte, pero te lo diré desde el corazón. Eres una de las personas en las que más confio. Eres la persona en las que más confio."

(That had certainly become far more true with time. Cellbit understands him. And when he doesn't, he tries until he does.)

(With Cellbit, Roier doesn't need to worry about feeling seen or heard. He can just be.)

"Te amo." It's his turn to reach out, delicately pushing back some of his partner's hair before stroking along his cheekbone. He hears the telltale rumbly beginnings of a purr from the cat-hybrid, and feels the oh-so-familiar light coil of a tail around his leg. "Te amo con todo mi corazón.

Y, estaré siempre a tu lado, para cualquer cosa que necesites."

(He's proven that, time and time again. Between being willing to go war against the Federation with him and being so incredibly willing to murder worker after worker until their message is clear and everything else in between.)

Cellbit pulls the spider ring back out of his pocket, smiling amusedly when Roier immediately holds his left hand out. "Do you accept me as your life partner?"

"Sí, sí, acepto. I think it's obvious, no?"

The investigator laughs, and, with a gentle meticulousness that makes the spider-hybrid weak in the knees, he slides the ring back on, holding his hand in both of his and raising it to his lips, pressing a kiss to the top. "May not even death do us part."

Roier is momentarily surprised, but his smile brightens in a heartbeat, feeling like he could burst. He grabs the white puzzle piece ring from his sweatshirt. "And do you accept me as your life partner?"

"Aceito. Sempre."

He grabs the white puzzle piece ring, sliding it back onto his husband's own left hand and mimicking the kiss. "Then may not even death do us part.

Is this the part where we kiss, now?" he asks after a beat, making Cellbit laugh even more. He starts to laugh himself at the contagious sound.

When they calm down several seconds later, Cellbit cups Roier's face once more, warmth reigniting in the latter's veins at the fond smile on his husband's face, the brightness in his eyes that goes far beyond their piercing color. "Well, it is now."

"Perfecto. I was getting impatient."

One hand immediately holds the back of Cellbit's head, the other resting against his cheek as he pulls the cat-hybrid closer, slamming their lips together.

Cellbit melts into it instantly, moving one arm to wrap around Roier's neck and draw him even closer still.

(It's a miracle they can even get closer to each other.)

They only pull apart when their lungs demand oxygen, foreheads falling forward to press together as they catch their breath. But even then, only a few seconds pass before they're reconnected in another kiss.

But this one is softer, far more gentle. Roier cards his hand through Cellbit's hair, and Cellbit holds him tighter even still.

Their noses brush when they pull away. "Obrigado, guapito," the investigator murmurs.

"Ya, mi amor," his husband chastises fondly. "No thanking me." Roier tilts Cellbit's head down, kissing his forehead. "Eu te amo, gatinho."

Cellbit smiles, turning his head to kiss Roier's palm and nuzzle into it. "Te amo, guapito."

He lets the spider-hybrid pull him into a tight embrace, no more space left between them. A loud purr reverberates from his chest, and he lets his tail coil back around his husband's leg, effectively keeping them in place for a while.

The Federation could take and take and take, but there's one thing they'll never be able to take, no matter how hard they try.

(You can't take soulmates.)

No one should find them out here, giving them all the time in the world. But should anyone try to mess with them, they'll learn the hard way.

(Never again.)

[royalarchivist]

Phil: [Reading in-game chat] "Hola gatinho." What does 'gatinho' mean?

Richarlyson: MY DAD!! >:D

Phil: [Laughs] Yeah, Cellbit's on. It'll be a matter of time, only a matter of time.

[Reading his chat] "Kitty?" I thought so, I was like, "Gato means cat." Gatinho is "kitty?" [Laughs] "KITTEN?" Oh god. [Laughs] They're saying that publicly?

[Reading Roier's chat message] "Hola Guapito." Guapito- what's 'guapito' mean? Handsome? [Reading his chat] PRETTY BOY? [Laughs] "Handsome in a cute way." Brilliant.

Ok, they're having a wedding, they're having a wedding this Friday. I've been invited.

Richarlyson: They have a healthy relationship 0 _ 0

Phil: What do you mean by that face, what do you mean by that? [Laughs]

[cosmic-d1ce]

FML spiderbit wedding?? crazy

"Do you think Forever and Phil will get married, gatinho?" Roier asks, watching Forever hand the bouquet to his partner with a bright smile.

Cellbit glances at the couple. He realises then that his fi- husband didn't see what he saw. Roier couldn't see Forever and Phil the way he did. He didn't know.

"I don't think so." He says, taking his eyes away from the two and looking into his wine glass.

"Really? They've been together longer than we have." Roier laughs. "I don't know why they're not already married, honestly."

Cellbit swallows. He shouldn't say anything. Forever trusted him not to say anything. "Phil... doesn't want to get married." He settles on that instead. True, of course, but not the whole story. Not the story he wanted to tell.

"Cellbit?" Concern laces his husband's voice and Cellbit can't help but crack. He clenches his jaw unconsciously as he watches his own face in the wine. "You have something to tell me? I can tell, you know." Roier laughs a little to raise Cellbit's spirits.

"I can't tell you here." Later. He would tell him later. When Forever wasn't hardly out of earshot.

As much as he'd like to, he can't keep this from Roier. He doesn't want to find out how his perception of him would change if he did. Maybe if he comes clean now, Roier won't resent him for letting this happen to someone. Maybe.

"Where can you tell me?"

"Later. Remind me when Forever and Phil can't hear us." Cellbit feels a soft hand on his shoulder, a comforting touch that he always longed for. He smiles to himself and looks away from his reflection.

"So... gatinho, you have something to tell me?" Roier asks when they get a moment alone.

Cellbit feels a cold rush of dread fall onto his back as his husband speaks. "Uh... Well, yes, j-just give me a second-" He stutters as his nerves get the best of him. He can see Forever, with Phil, of course. He's holding onto his arm, as instructed. Cellbit dully recalls the time Forever said he'd keep him on a leash if he could. Keeps him where he's meant to be.

How could he explain this? How could he tell his husband what Forever has done? How can he tell him what he let Forever do? Can he? Should he just bail? Lie? Run away and never return?

"Cellbit?"

He jumps, knocked out of his daze. "Yes, yes, I'm sorry, it's just... Pretty serious, I'm not sure how to explain it."

Roier hums, listening intently.

Cellbit sighs. "Forever and Phil- they're not- it's- You know how Philza just disappeared one day?"

Roier nods.

"He didn't want to. Forever and Quackity... kidnapped him. They took him away and locked him up. They've done awful things to him guapito, I hardly realised until you- I could never do such things to you, I- Forever- He- I-" His voice breaks and forces him to stop.

Roier watches him for a moment, trying his best to keep his composure. He tries to speak but stops before words can leave his thoat. He swallows.

"You never thought to tell Missa? Or his children? His friends?" He says finally, forcing the words past his lips.

"I can't- God knows what Forever would do to them. He killed Tallulah so Phil would listen to him, he'd do it again, I know it-"

Roier looks at Forever and Phil and as much as he'd like to believe Cellbit was trying to play a bad joke on him, he can see it. He sees Phil's hand tremble as he holds his glass. He sees faded bruises where his clothes aren't covering. He sees Forever give him a warning look when he speaks.

Cellbit speaks again, running a hand through his hair nervously. "I wanted to tell you. I just- I didn't know how, I didn't know what you'd think or do and I was so worried-"

"It's okay." Roier looks down, taking his eyes away from Forever and Phil. "I just... I don't know how to..." He hesitates. "It's a lot."

"I know, I'm sorry, I should have waited to tell you-"

"No, gatinho. Thank you." Roier smiles at Cellbit and watches the stress fade from his expression.

[miscellaneoussmp]

I am genuinely sad, so people get to be sad with me. I am sorry. Anyways, here's Roier and others making onto the boat (cw/tw: implied/referenced death and implied/referenced suicidal ideation):

It goes like this:

There are ten seconds left. Roier is on the boat. He can't see Cellbit. Where is he? Fit and Bagi make it on the boat.

>adios guapito.

No. No. Cellbit isn't doing this to him.

>no pendejo.

They aren't saying goodbye like this. Till death do they part. This isn't death. It can't be.

>te amo.

Don't do this to him. Roier can't take another heartbreak. Jaiden isn't on the boat. Nor is Richas or Leo. Roier doesn't know about Foolish or Vegetta either.

>donde estas?

Where is he? Where is he? Where is he? Where is Cellbit? Where is the love of his life? Cellbit wouldn't do this to him, right? Cellbit promised he wouldn't betray Roier.

It goes like this:

The timer hits zero. The boat is moving. There is a shockwave and a large explosion. Roier reaches over the railing towards hell itself. Bagi and Fit keep him from falling overboard.

No Pac. No Tina. No Ramón.

No Cellbit.

It goes like this:

The boat is moving. There is no timer.

There are tears running down Fit's cheeks. Real tears. Bagi sobs. It's a mix of rage and genuine anguish. Tubbo is looking at his hands blankly. Philza has his arms around Tubbo. Roier screams as his heart finally shatters into a million little pieces.

It goes like this:

Roier knows how to get to the highest point of their castle. His wedding suit should still fit? He wants to be buried in it.

[inquebrar]

100 days without the real "guapito" and "gatinho" 100 days without "where is cellbo?" 100 days without "guapito want to go investigate with me?" 100 days without q!cellbit working on puzzle solutions and q!roier doing richas' missions 100 days without q!roier lighting up the mood so q!cellbit don't get stressed while solving riddles 100 days without them talking close to each other 100 days without affectionate nicknames flirting and kisses 100 days without "we can't go without a hug first" 100 days without the tradition of "bom dia!" after drinking coffee and jumping around spinning 100 days without q!cellbit helping q!roier to built 100 days without them listening to music together while spending time 100 days without q!roier going to the fear room to theorize together with q!cellbit 100 days without q!cellbit going to visit q!roier's new buildings and praising his originality and creativity 100 days that they don't see each other 100 days that they don't sleep together 100 days without the first and only couple to have a wedding ceremony on the island

100 days without them

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We'll Never Be Alone Now (How Wonderful We Are) by somebluemelodies

Oneshot | G | 1,426

Fluff | Established Relationship | Wedding Anniversary

"Cellbit is the one to break the quiet that had befallen them, gently taking Roier's hands into his. His voice is soft. "Guapito?"

"¿Sí?"

"Would you like to get married again?"

A smile etches its way onto the spider-hybrid's face immediately, and he's nodding after a couple seconds. "I thought you'd never ask, gatinho.""

or, Cellbit and Roier renew their wedding vows at three in the morning.

[redraven393]

catching up with Philza QSMP Vod. where:

the federation had ruined an old man's front lawn

Rycharlison is adrugdealer

forever took an opportunity and "marries" Philza

immediately met with his wife

the federation send an anarchist an invitation to become a president

Tallulah will rather eat a lime than an avocado or potato

Philza guess Ramon's password

Tallulah's father may or may not be real

Hide and seek in an awesome map Holly shit

the 4th wall has been broken so many times in Philza's Minecraft stream that the admins just let it be broken.

both dad and son thought that the other hid in the same place

the Brazilian are here! :D

there are so many screaming

Tallulah finds him yayyyy

hello Rycharlison

aww there gonna play music

PIG STEPPPP

HESNAMEISPHILZAMINECRAFTANDHEISQUITE OLD-

"my son is DEAD" omg Max

PHILZA OMG u didn't need to describe it

PAYthe SERVER Quackity

Pac and Mike are so cool

BIG LOVE TO MIKE AND PAC

omg Philza is spreading the 4th wall break

the file is so big omg, paper ASMR

"Are you gonna be a president" Sir he is an Anarchist

Max the sound system-the microphone

awww Supportive Philza, opp

Bye MAX

aww the Kids are playing the Guitar

it's nice when the cc are doing lore the admins are still acting like kids

AWWW TALLULAH TEACHING RICHA A SONG THAT WILL TEACH HER

Tallulah BIRTHDAY OMG

yey go stuff that girl with candy

Chayanne is really making plenty of use of his interest in cooking

THE BEES

CATERING LETS GOOO

omg Richa thinks that Will is like Hatsune Miku

Bye guys

is sweet to know that Philza is telling about Will to everyone

OMG Philza the Brazillian magnet

the eggs hear Will's songs too

oh? what do you have Richa

is that a llama

ohhh

omg

Forever is so obsessed with this friend of his omg

HYDRATE BEFORE DIEDRATE

wait the Brazilians are all gone

oh shit

oh no this is like that time with the trio

PARANOIA

Trauma Phil

a Square??

GATINHO and GUAPITO is here

the old man witnesses a shameless PDA

Tallulah is dancing in the background

opp Tallulah not here

the fish is drowning

hey Cellbit

Yay invitations for everyone!!!!

omg

no one believes Wilbur exists

Cellbit nooo

OMG

Chayanne is cooking for the WEDDING

LETS GOOOOO

LET HIM COOK

Cellbit nooo

Cellbit supports Creative Freedom

omg Phil's right Quackity will pull that type of stunt

Cellbit nooo

Richa has never taken a bath wtf???

oh shit he running

yeah show him your dad's picture

omg photoshopped

Forever and Roier is here!!!

omg Forever is gaslighting Holly shit

A Mouth!?

Chayanne is busy planning the catering

Professional Cheft Chayanne LETS GOOOOO

past life Philza omg

Philza is not having it

yeah Richa hit him in the head

your PLAN?????

oh well fair enough

Gaslight vs Guilt trip

omg that is a whole ass restaurant menu

BAGHEERA

yey french

tour pog???

oh shit a BAND??

the band is playing at the WEDDING???

they are so cuteeeeeee

nice home, it sweet that everyone try to make space for the kids in their home

why Cellbit is keeps killing other player

omg Baghera sound so scared that Phill would steal from her the poor lady

nice Megalovania mix it takes me back to 2018

the girls are so talented on music omg

hehe secret

holly shit a bucket full of honey

scary noises

THANKYOU BAHERAA

ohh candy apple

Chayanne professional chef bag

Tallulah is the best

Bagheraa nooo

oh thank god she believe Will is real

Will would have to socialize so much after he came back.

WhOOO THE KIDS FIRST PERFORMANCE

ROCK EGGS

Tallulah is following her old man foot step

bye Bagheraa

oh no the flowers

the Federation building is heighten Phil's property value

ohhh the kids are visiting the build

don't stand on the grass kids

walk on grass anyway

wtf????

what is that???

it is a pretty building

what is going on with the train station??? it was fixed

so they can leave now??

it looks brand new?

fancy train, but bumbpy ride

wat?

AWWW the RACON

aw god no VENUSSS

another venus gone

its okay Tallulah

that is so fuk

oh dragon magic

lol the flies is sitting the trains

lol Chayanne try to catch the bees but got stung

aww Tallulah babby dont be sad

eyy the bois are here

glad they could make Tallulah cheer up

looks like the happy couple happy with the menu

bye boisss

Max is going to get food lmao

it's nice to live near everything but it could also could be dangerous

Tallulah's and will's house really feels like a nice little fantasy corner

yay the kids are now able to get out

sleepy timesss

ohh an album

EGGJOY or RADIO EGG

lol the Wedding photo

Great Album Tallulah

Dragon Story POG

is it Mumza????

you guys will absolutely outlive me

CRY

oh is the Admins asking advice for the Dragon designs???/

if the kids get their wings i hope they also give the bird designed CC wings too

Tallulah pls he's an old man you can't make him run so much

Whooo birthdayyyy

AWWW thank you Tallulah

why is Foolish drowning?

oh god

lol Foolish

omg they were trying to give richa a bath

77777

yeah secur the party old man

kinda sadge

BYE PHIILLL

[estranha-de-all-star]

For those who know Cellbit for more time, we are all worried that he was going to say something in the letter like, "You're my good friend, Guapito!" Or something like that, just to you have an idea on how this guy traumatized us!!!!

But, it's Cellbit.

This motherfucker likes to make us suffer, he enjoys doing that to us.

So, seeing the letter that Q!Cellbit left for Q!Roier and saying "Wish i could've been that someone you needed to not be alone" anymore" and the photo and the flowers too?? A Amaranth flower??????

(And yes, Cellbit definitely knows the meaning of the flower bc he learned a little about the language of flowers for one of the campaigns of his RPG, but I'm not going to enter in much details of it now)

Man, that hit really hard. Much more than an "I love you"

This is definitely a love confession, he doesn't need to say "I love you" for it to be a love confession. This was much more deep and meaningful considering their relationship until now.

FUCK I HATE CUCURUCHO FOR SEPARATING THEM LIKE THAT!!!!

At least, when they meet each other again, Q!Foolish and Q!Vegetta will already have the full wedding ready and Q!Roier will just propose and take Q!Cellbit straight up to the altar and officialize their marriage.

[annimator]

annie name your favorite spiderbit moment(s) go🎤

Wha- BLUE THERE’S SO MUCH GOOD MOMENTS WHAT THE FUCK I CANT CHOOSE-

(I listed them under the cut)

- Spiderbit wedding (ESPECIALLY THE VOWS AND WHEN THEY SANG THE REASON TOGETHER)

- First date during Festa Junina

- Both proposals

- Cellbit teaching Roier how to say my love in Portuguese

- “STOP HITTING MY HUSBAND MAN”

- That music mansion enigma they solved together with Richas (especially this part)

- this clip

- That one time Roier went afk and Cellbit was just saying “Guapito?”

- that category 5 moment from Carre’s arrival (y’know the one where Cellbit said “I’m here for you always, and you know that.”)

- this other clip

- that category 5 moment from Oct 12 ( Cellbit asking Roier if he’s gonna be by his side if he burns down the Federation and Roier talking about how he was by Cellbit’s side during the regret arc)

- Them promising to find eachother if one of them god kidnapped (ESPECIALLY DURING THE OCT 17 STREAM)

- this other clip (also from Oct 17)

- that one time they baited foolish during halloween (that counts to me ig)

- Murder Husbands becoming canon / that convo before purgatory

- “It’s the murder husbands! And we’re coming for you!”

- this purgatory clip

- “You want me to protect you, Baby Boy?” (FUCKIN GAYASS-)

- Literally every single goddamn time they kiss or call each other guapito/gatinho

-I may or may not update this later LOL

[catboyarg]

Hola, guapito. It’s been a bit since I’ve done this, I know. I also know you are going to make fun of me relentlessly when you read this, call me a sap, but I’m going to do it anyway. You like when I’m a sap, even if you say otherwise.

There is not much of a purpose for this letter other than reminding you that I love you. More than anyone in the world, I love you. Outside of our kids, of course.

You understand me better than anyone else. Somehow you always know just what I need. I laugh when I need to and I can be more serious when I need to, and no matter what you know what will help before I do.

You are the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. If I could only look at one thing for the rest of my days, I would look at you. Your eyes lock me in place and your smile brings out my own. I could be in front of sunrise or sunset, under all the stars in the sky, and I would still choose to look at you over any of them.

You are so smart. Sometimes you play like you aren’t, but you are smarter than I could ever hope to be. There is no one I trust more when I cannot figure out the solution to an enigma – you always think in ways I do not. Your brain works in a way that I could only dream of.

Your voice is the most stunning sound in our universe. Every time you speak, every time you laugh, I want only to hear more. Singing and laughing with you makes my chest feel warmer than the blazing summer sun. If it were an option, I would listen to you every moment of every day.

There is more to say. There is always more to say. I could talk about you for hours without rest. You make my heart race. You make my mind halt. You make me a good person, something I never knew was possible. You are the Earth I trust in and rest upon. The sun that warms my skin. You are everything.

Te amo mi guapito. Gracias por nuestra vida juntos y por quedarte conmigo incluso cuando cometo errores. Nunca podría haber otro como tú, y agradezco a todas las deidades que se me ocurren que me hayan bendecido contigo.

Tuyo, Cellbit (tu gatinho)

[The letter is carefully placed in a drawer. It is not folded, wrinkled, or torn. Wedding plans rest atop it. The drawer is locked, but is one that is opened frequently. This letter will be looked at often before its delivery.]

[anonymous-dentist]

A snippet from the Star Wars AU:

-

Cellbit, first off, doesn't even know what the Force is. It's an abstract concept, like childhood. Or peace. Or the moons.

Cellbit's home planet of Favela had five moons. By the time he was launched across the galaxy into the war, Favela was down to three.

Now, as Cellbit slits yet another throat under the too-warm Favela sun, there is only one moon left, and it's set to be demolished by the Empire in a week's time.

Grimacing at the smell, Cellbit powers off his knife and tucks it away. He drops the corpse unceremoniously, wrinkling his nose at the way its fingers limply cling to the front of his jacket. He brushes them off; gross.

The job was supposed to be a simple one: meet up with Forever and drop off a ROM for him to deliver to the Resistance he definitely isn't part of. From there, Cellbit would pick up Richarlyson and get him off-planet just in case the Empire's laser causes more destruction than anticipated.

But, well, news travels fast, especially when it comes to Cellbit. Because everybody on Favela's heard all about the young Jedi apprentice who went to war a child and came home a Sith Lord, and Cellbit really doesn't know how to tell them that he's never even held a lightsaber. Honestly, he doesn't know how the rumor started, but it's fucking annoying because he can't so much as breathe in his home planet's direction without getting a laser rifle pointed at his face.

Cellbit picks up the dead man's rifle off the ground and slings it over his shoulder. It's empty, but Forever's a bit of a collector; if he doesn't want it, his "friend" The Demon will.

There's a rustle from behind a nearby building. At the same time, Cellbit's comm rings.

A simple man, Cellbit opens the call in his earpiece.

"Gatinho!" he hears, and he smiles despite the gun starting to peek its way into the street aimed towards him.

Cellbit pulls his knife back out and powers it back on. It hums in his hand. His fingers start to tingle; he needs to get Mike to reseal the handle again, the laser's starting to leak through.

"Guapito," he cheerfully responds, "how are you?"

"Fine, fine, I just had a question about the flowers."

The flowers, right. For the wedding.

In two months, Cellbit is going to get married to the love of his life. He and Roier already have the venue booked, and now they're working on the rest of it. Cellbit has a suit fitting booked for a week from now, and Roier supposedly already has his picked out.

The color scheme is red and white. That being said...

Click!

"What about amaranths?" Cellbit suggests.

He ducks just as the rifle fires. Its bullet singes his hair, fucking asshole.

Scowling, Cellbit charges the bastard and swings at them with his knife. They just barely dodge out of the way. The knife cuts through their pristine white helmet, revealing a scarred smile and blank, empty eyes.

"I mean, yeah, obviously," Roier scoffs. "But what else? Roses, maybe?"

The soldier butts the end of their rifle into Cellbit's stomach and pushes him away, and then they pull their rifle back and level it at his face and they pull the trigger and-

"I don't know, aren't those kind of cliche?" Cellbit asks, tumbling to the side and just narrowly avoiding a laser to the face. He falls into a roll and ducks behind a wall. "Like, they're fine, but I think your dad would kill me if we went with something cheap."

"Roses aren't fucking cheap, man. In this economy?"

Cellbit lets out a labored breath, and it's just a bit too loud because Roier goes deathly quiet on his end of the line.

"Fine," Cellbit pants. "Roses are fine. I said they were fine."

Another volley of bullets pepper the wall behind him. A few go right through the wall and mark the building opposite with smoking black dots.

A beep from the comm marks the end of the call. Fuck.

Cellbit adjusts his grip on his knife.

"You know," he calls, hoping the Empire soldier can hear him, "you're going to want me to kill you now."

No response. Figures. It's kind of hard to speak when you were born without a mouth.

One more round of gunfire, and now they need to reload their gun and-

Cellbit leaps out from behind the wall with an animalistic snarl, pouncing upon the soldier and knocking them to the ground. They twist in his grasp, kicking and punching with the hand not holding their rifle.

He presses his knife to their throat, and they freeze.

"You know who I am," he says. "Nod for 'yes'."

The soldier nods. Good. So they can hear.

"You're one of Cucurucho's," Cellbit says. It isn't a question; he could recognize one of Cucurucho's personalized clones from a light-year away.

Another nod, this one more frantic.

"Is Cucurucho on-planet?"

A shake of the head.

"Did Cucurucho send you?"

Nothing.

Cellbit presses the knife in enough for it to start cutting through the soldier's armor, melting it. No response. Seems they've accepted their fate, then.

There's no higher honor for a soldier than to die in the heat of battle. Cellbit may not respect the Empire worth a damn, but he respects the art of war enough to let a soldier die the way the universe intended.

Cellbit drags his knife across the soldier's throat and watches the little life left behind drain out of their eyes. Once they're dead, he stands, and he pulls out his comm to call his fiancé back, his back turned to the dead soldier.

Roier doesn't pick up, but-

PEW!!

Cellbit gasps a scream as a laser shoots through his shoulder. Instinctively, he drops his knife to clutch at his arm, spinning around to face the soldier he had just killed with wide confused eyes, what the fuck?

"You're dead," he tells them. This is new. "You're- hold on."

Entirely disregarding the rifle pointed at his chest, Cellbit struggles to pull out his camera from off of his belt. He could use this! Maybe it's just a fluke, but maybe Cucurucho finally-

"Get away from my husband, you piece of shit!"

Cellbit looks up just in time to watch a red beam of light stab right through the soldier's chest. Over their shoulder, he can see the messy, annoyed face of his very handsome fiancé, who was supposed to stay on the ship to finish getting it ready for Richarlyson.

Roier pulls his lightsaber out and spins it once in his hand before powering it off and tucking it away. He spits on the soldier's corpse as it falls, and then he kicks it for good measure. His eyes almost seem to glow gold for a moment, for just a second, but then he looks up at Cellbit and his face melts into a smile.

"Gatinho!" he cheers.

He jumps over the body and tackles Cellbit in a hug, picking him up and spinning him in a circle before setting him back down and proceeding to lightly smack the back Cellbit's head with a frown.

"You said you would be fine on your own," he pouts.

"I was fine!" Cellbit protests. But he can't hide the wince as Roier's hand brushes against his shoulder, and he can't hide the scent of burning flesh.

"Uh-huh," Roier flatly says.

Cellbit rolls his eyes and shrugs his way out of his fiancé's hold. He bends down to pick his knife up and frowns at the new dent in its handle. Mike's gonna kill him...

"I guess you'll just need me to protect you from now on," Roier sighs.

"My knife..." Cellbit whines. He looks down at it sadly.

"Fuck your knife, it couldn't even kill that guy!"

"It tried its best!"

"Just get a new knife. That way you won't get shot like an idiot the next time you go out on a job by yourself."

Roier grumbles and swoops Cellbit into another hug, this time not letting go as Cellbit squirms in his arms. He mutters loving insults into Cellbit's hair and pinches his ear once before letting go and taking his hand, allowing Cellbit to put his poor dented knife away.

It's only then in that moment of quiet that Cellbit realizes something.

He looks down at Roier with a wide grin. "You called me your husband."

Roier's cheeks redden just slightly. Just slightly, barely noticeable under the red Favela sun.

"I was just practicing, you know?" he says. "For later."

Cellbit's heart skips a beat. He can't help it. He kisses Roier, and he laughs into Roier's mouth as Roier starts swearing at him about PDA and not kissing in front of dead bodies.

"I love you," Cellbit whispers.

Roier pulls his face free from Cellbit's and puts his lips next to Cellbit's ear: "I know."

And that's all Cellbit needs to know.

[pixiecaps]

Cellbit Clips

The First Guapito & Gatinho - May 7th, 2023

Roier Joins in on Some Spying (Multiple POVs) - May 10th, 2023

Skeppy And Roier Transcribed - May 10th, 2023

Asking Roier to Hangout Sometime Transcribed - May 10th, 2023

Eu Gosto Dele Transcribed - May 11th, 2023

Encounter with Cucurucho - May 11th, 2023

Gatinho Gostosinho Transcribed - May 12th, 2023

Sofia’s Laugh - May 14th, 2023

Quackity Tells Cellbit About the Two Quackitys Transcribed - May 16th, 2023

AAAAAAAAAA - May 17th, 2023

Corno Transcribed - May 19th, 2023

Men’s Asses Transcribed - May 21st, 2023

Cellbit Sees The Commercial - May 24th, 2023

Maxo - May 24th, 2023

Gatinho!!! - May 24th, 2023

Nothing Involving You Transcribed - May 24th, 2024

I Trust Him Transcribed - May 24th, 2023

Roier Questioning Cellbit Transcribed - May 25th, 2023

Eyeroll At The Federation - May 26th, 2023 

Roboboier - May 26th, 2023 

Time & Friendship Transcribed - May 26th, 2023 

Saying BBH Doesn’t Care About Dapper - May 26th, 2023

Cellbit Looking At The Photos With Roier, Bobby, And Richas - May 26th, 2023

Cellbit Says Goodnight To Cucurucho Picture - May 26th, 2023

Talking About The Mission To Himself Transcribed - May 27th, 2023

Richas Shenanigans - June 1st, 2024

Ele Lembra - June 1st, 2024

Jovens Gostosos Transcribed - June 1st, 2023

MEU CAFE - June 1st, 2023

Telling Jaiden About The Wedding - June 2nd, 2023

Normal Ass Reaction - June 2nd, 2023

Insane Asylum Patient Transcribed - June 2nd, 2023

Bringing Up Roier All The Time Transcribed - June 2nd, 2023

Falling In Cave - June 3rd, 2023

Cellbit Reads Foolish’s Letter - June 3rd, 2023

Fighting With a Baby? Transcribed - June 4th, 2023

Un Lobo Y Su Loba - June 4th, 2023

The Abueloier Kills - June 4th, 2023

Setting Up Camera - June 8th, 2023

The “Forgive Me Roier” Voice - June 8th, 2023

“I Love Him!” Transcribed - June 8th, 2023

Chasing Quackity Down - June 8th, 2023

Running to Roier Movie Style - June 8th, 2023

Roier Has Bad Ping Transcribed - June 8th, 2023

Adios Cellbit/Adios Gatinho - June 8th, 2023

Love For Roier Above Life & Death Transcribed - June 8th, 2023

Unable to Lie to Roier Transcribed - June 8th, 2023

Beyond Perfection Transcribed - June 8th, 2023

Killing Himself - June 9th, 2023

First Date Chat With Foolish Transcribed - June 9th, 2023

Bobby Existing After Death Transcribed - June 9th, 2023

BBH Putting Photo of Roier in Tower - June 9th, 2023

Reasonable Transcribed - June 9th, 2023

Telling Phil About His Wedding With Roier Transcribed - June 10th, 2023

You Can Talk About Anything You Want Transcribed - June 14th, 2023

Jumping Off After Roier - June 14th, 2023

That Was Hot - June 14th, 2023

You Can Stab Me If You Want Transcribed - June 14th, 2023

What He Loves Most Transcribed - June 14th, 2023

Always Be There - June 16th, 2023 / November 18th, 2023

Pescado Homofóbico - June 18th, 2023

Coisa Bonitas Transcribed - June 21st, 2023

Sillies With Richas - June 24th, 2023

Emotional Support - July 5th, 2023

Spiderbit Kisses (Multiple POVs) - July 5th, 2023

Ass School Transcribed - July 6th, 2023

Ritual Room Adjustments - July 6th, 2023

Elisangela Jumpscare - July 7th, 2023

Lucky Ducks Transcribed - July 12th, 2023

Train Station Puzzle Solved - July 30th, 2023

Fake Richarlyson - August 3rd, 2033

The Grand Reveal - August 4th, 2023

Silly Invis Transcribed - August 6th, 2023

Egg A1 (Multiple POVS) Transcribed - August 18th, 2023

Where The Fudge Am I? - August 20th, 2023

Roier Kisses Cellbit - August 25th, 2023

Foolish & Jaiden Shenanigans (Multiple POVS) - September 7th, 2023

Filho Da Puta - September 9th, 2023

Telling Bagi About Roier Transcribed - September 16th, 2023

Cellbo - September 16th, 2023

“I would never get in your way.” Transcribed - October 6th, 2023

Roier Singing - October 7th, 2023

Roier Being Silly - October 7th, 2023

Slime Robotic Screech - October 11th, 2023

Reassurance Transcribed - October 17th, 2023

Favorite Color Transcribed - October 17th, 2023

Family Transcribed - October 28th, 2023

Alone or Not Alone? Transcribed - October 28th, 2023

Seeing Bobby Again (Multiple POVS) - November 2nd, 2023

Fake Mexican! Fake Brazilian! Transcribed - November 2nd

Cellmaid (Multiple POVS) - November 2nd, 2023

Imagining Bobby’s Dragon Life Transcribed - November 2nd, 2023

Follow Your Heart Transcribed - November 4th, 2023

Obviously Transcribed - November 4th, 2023

Exploding Together Transcribed - November 17th, 2023

Cringefail Together Transcribed - November 17th, 2023

Etoiles Fight - November 17th, 2023

Richas Tablist - November 30th, 2023

Dramatic Reactions - November 30th, 2023

Bobby Animatic Transcribed - November 30th, 2023