#solobear

[funishment-time]

✨ 100 ANIME CHARACTERS #1 ✨ MONOKUMA (danganronpa franchise) "puhuhu...puhuhuhu..."

remembering who Controls solobear in the end, it makes sense to me that he'd act a little uwu from time to time. tried a few new things on this one. really leaning into the Doodle aesthetic.

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[djnoxxxs]

Waiting for my shift to start... #eveningshiftblues #workaholic #solobear (at St Vincent's Behavioral Health Services)

[nohours-blog]

If you missed out on the tee, we have full stock of the solo bear hat. #NoHOURS #dadhat #limited #solobear #limited #art #design

[murderousginger]

... might be writing a thing for mister SoloBear...

Goodness I am completely obsessed with Teddy Bear Solomons .

[caelichu]

The ‘Offline’ and ‘Stream Starting Soon’ screens I made for my friend Solobear.

Larger Animation [x]

[murderousginger]

You Bury Me

Alfie Solomons x OC

Warning: none.

Word count: 1450

@tommydoesntpayforsuits @amysteryspot

Thomas Shelby immediately regretted pulling the trigger. Alfie Solomons crumpled in front of him, a bullet taking a chunk of his face upon exit, sand sticking to the blood pooling around him.

Tommy growled and muttered every curse he could think of as he dragged the man across the beach to his car. Why did he have to be so bloody heavy? Why was this man so solid? He cursed himself; he shot a monolith and now he had to drag it upon the sand.

His head raced as he drove to the hospital. Was it a lost cause? Did he really just murder the leader of Camden Town, a pillar in his community despite his illegal dealings? Tommy had no God, but would one curse him for the man beside him?

Hours later, nurses were still rushing around Alfie and the rest of the Shelbys reached the hospital.

"Bloody hell, brother," Arthur said, pacing around Tommy. "You shot him in the face and then had a change of fookin' heart? You should have just left him in the fookin' sand."

Tommy lit his cigarette and inhaled deeply.

Moments passed as a group of nurses huddled around Alfie, all yelling various things. The commotion was too much to focus on. At last, the group started to move Alfie's bed to the doorway.

"Move," a nurse said to the Shelbys. "He needs to go to surgery immediately."

They all moved from the doorway and watched silently as Alfie was taken away.

"No smoking in the hospital, sir," a nurse said as she rushed past.

"Just see to my friend."

---

"Where is he?!?" A woman's voice boomed as the double doors flew open. A short woman with a baby on her hip stormed in, glaring up at the Shelby men's faces as Ollie ran in behind her, murmuring placations and pleas at her as she sized each man up.

"What did you monsters do to him now?" She said, first stepping to John, then Arthur, and finally Tommy.

"You," she sneered, "you look like someone that can't be bothered. You must be Tommy."

Tommy looked down at her as she glared up at him, the squirming baby sliding at her hip and her hair frayed. She stood toe to toe with him, fearless as she locked eyes with him.

"What happened to him?" She demanded.

Tommy stayed still, watching her closely.

"What happened to my SoloBear?" She asked, slowly losing the bite in her words. "Tell me."

"Who are you?" Tommy said, confusion flitting across his face as he fought to stay placid.

His mind reeled but if he didn't react he could pretend to be the steadfast leader he was expected to be. He fought to remain still.

"Esther Solomons," she said indignantly as she popped the baby higher on her hip. "His wife."

Tommy twitched, doing his best not to react in the shock that pulsed through his body. He felt sick.

"Wife?"

She bared her teeth in something that mocked a smile. Ollie pleaded behind her to no avail.

"Didn't know?" She said mirthlessly. "You wouldn't. We didn't trust you people not to betray us like you did Kimber."

She moved the sliding baby up her hip again without breaking eye contact.

"Seems a good judgement seeing our current situation. Now where is he?"

"Surgery," John answered quietly behind her as he looked away. "Nurses took him back ten minutes ago."

"Right," she said as she exhaled. "You lot can leave now. You too, Ollie. I've got to find a nurse."

"I'm not going anywhere," Tommy said.

---

Alfie Solomons floated back to consciousness, first smelling the antiseptic smell that can only be found in hospitals. Confusion flooded his brain as he felt warmth around him but could not feel his legs. The memory of the sound of a gunshot jerked his entire body and his eyes flew open.

"Love," Esther hushed him as she patted his shoulder. "Relax, I'm here."

Alfie looked down, realizing his petite wife had crammed herself on one side of the bed and Cyril laid across his legs.

"Bloody hell woman," he said hoarsely. "How did you get them to allow a bloody horse of a dog into the hospital?"

"Language," she chided with a smile as he scowled but patted the dog's head. "Your child is just feet away. I had them bring up a crib from the maternity ward."

"If he's sleeping he won't bloody care now will he?" Alfie coughed, realizing his throat hurt like it hadn't been used in a while. "Is there water about, treacle? I need some."

"Yes here," Esther grabbed for water on a tray to the side.

Alfie grimaced as he took a long drink from the glass. The movement felt different than it had before. His brows knitted together in confusion. His eyesight seemed different as well.

"What--"

"Before you ask," Esther interrupted, patting his arm and frowning as she refused to make eye contact. "You've been out for… quite some time. The nurses ended up giving you several surgeries while you were in the coma. Life has changed a bit, as have you, but we've been waiting. It's nothing love won't overcome, pet."

Before Alfie could answer, a head popped up from the bassinet at the foot of the hospital bed.

"Absolom?" Alfie questioned. "Love, how can he sit up by hisself like that, he was only --"

"It's been quite some time," Esther repeated. "Absy has learned a few things while you've been asleep."

And so she filled him in. He hushed tones and soft touches promised him that she still loved him, and when she finally allowed him to see himself her voice grew fierce.

"You" she said as she cupped his face and pulled his eyes from the mirror. "Are a great husband, an amazing father, an exceptional lover, and a good businessman. None of those things have changed."

---

"Mr. Solomon," a nurse knocked on the door. "You have a Mr. Shelby that wishes to see you."

Esther bristled beside him.

"Pet," he said as he waved off the nurse. "How about you walk Absy down the hall while Tommy visits? I don't think he needs to be privy to my business just yet."

"I don't like you being in this room alone with him," she frowned as she gripped his arm. "He shot you once already."

"Then I'll wheel myself to the hallway, yeah?" He answered. "He's brash but he won't shoot me in a hospital hallway. Too much to clean up. I already stained his car."

Esther pursed her lips but ultimately loosened her grip on his arm.

"Fine."

"Hello Solomons," his voice carried from the doorway. Tommy Shelby leaned against the door, as if knowing he wasn't allowed in.

"I'm taking Absy down the hall," Esther glared at Tommy before she kissed her husband softly.

She got up from the bed and picked up Absolom from the crib and stood toe to toe with Tommy, glaring up at him.

"You aren't allowed in this room," she said. "Alfie has agreed to talk to you in the hall. I've no idea why he doesn't shoot you in the face like you did him. He wouldn't have missed. I don't like you, Thomas Shelby, and I don't expect you to grow on me. If you hurt my family again, you won't have to worry about my SoloBear, you'll have to worry about me."

Tommy moved from the doorway as Alfie got into his wheelchair. Esther waited for Alfie to roll past Tommy into the hallway before she made her way down the hall.

"SoloBear?" Tommy murmured as he side eyed Alfie as she walked away.

"You've seen her, mate," Alfie said half proud, half exasperated, "she's a bloody badger when she's on a tear."

Tommy hummed.

"Didn't know you were married," Tommy said simply.

"She was a nurse in the war," Alfie answered. "Stitched me up when I was a captain. Took her home to stitch me up from then on out."

"She's--"

"A bloody nightmare?" Alfie said. "A dream? An absolute angel, both the 'be not afraid' variety and the pretty ones with the harps? I know. Any woman that can take this mug has to be. Especially now."

"Alfie," Thomas sighed. "I--"

"Made me a God, you did," Alfie said as he watched Esther talk to a nurse. "I resurrected like your bloody messiah. The whole community will be wanting to shake my hand. My mere presence will instill fear in children and men will praise Yahweh that I've blessed their children's bat mitzvah or wedding with my presence."

Alfie looked Tommy in the eye.

"You've really booked my calendar up, mate."

[djnoxxxs]

Today has been a very rough day. Almost crippling anxiety, lack of sleep, and shitty rainy windy weather. A total nightmare mixture. But with the help of a good friend. I'm getting through it.. #solobear #nofucksgiving #SAD (at St Vincent's Behavioral Health Services) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4I7YJdpROGeE-OE4S1dl71qALg4s_ysqYcfAg0/?igshid=idipfa8djepj

[djnoxxxs]

I'm done waiting.. So done with getting my heart broken. It's offical..im done. Not mad, not sad about it just done. #solobear #selfrespect #selfbearlove

[djnoxxxs]

How I'm spending my afternoon after a rough week. #solobear #dynasty #destiny2

[djnoxxxs]

It's a Coldplay skyrim kind of day. #gamerbear #coldplay #solobear #solosaturday (at North End, Bridgeport)

[djnoxxxs]

PB+Netela, Monster Hunter World, and A Gummy Bears Marathon... Best Sunday Ever! #solobear #monsterhunterworld #breakfastofchampions

[nohours-blog]

Lt. Pink Solo Bear still available, only a handful left. #NoHOURS #solobear #lifeabitch #art #design #limited

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Almost gone, those went super fast too! Got a few sizes left. #NoHOURS #solobear #art #design #illustration #limited #lastcall

[nohours-blog]

Solo Bear back in stock, only a couple size still available! Available in both Black and Lt. Pink. #NoHOURS #solobear #art #design #limited

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Solo bear back in stock, available in both Black and Lt. Pink. Make sure to get your size, stock is super limited. #NoHOURS #solobear #limited #restock #art #design