#if you didn't get the cowboy bebop reference please go watch the entire thing on YT or something

[valiantstarlights]

(1889)

Dream: You dare--

Hob, launching into Spike's speech from Cowboy Bebop: I love the kind of man that will actually just kill me. You know, when I left my house today, I was thinking, "Damn, I really hope my Stranger paints my brains all over the White Horse Tavern." And here we are. I mean, really, just absolutely destroy me. (the speech escalates from here and goes on for like 45 seconds more)

Dream, riveted from beginning to end, and who is actually into that shit: *is now looking at Hob like he did in 1789*

Hob, a morosexual in love with a morosexual: Now that that's over with, can you please sit back down so I can tell you how much I want to kiss you tenderly under the moonlight?