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#speedrun and stupid idea

3dseixure · 7 months

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@saveraedae

#tms #the mark side #myart #fanart #mark reed #speedrun and stupid idea

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freezethebeez · 1 year

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fuck it we ball: catalyst!beeduo gay kiss

It's not— he doesn't want to kiss kiss him, he just wants to maybe press their lips together and— and that would be all— and that would be nice— it would be nice, he thinks.

-> not canon to the fic ofc, just takes place within the universe ^_^

fic below the break :]

(fan-service for ender and ender only tbh /hj)

Ranboo's selection of food and drinks that are typically 'human' are limited. Coffee is one of those options, though, as long as it doesn't contain milk or sugar, which makes it objectively awful, and for that very reason, Ranboo does not like coffee.

He likes the smell of it. It's warm and comforting and reminds him of book stores. He really doesn't like the taste, though. It's bitter, and that's something that Ranboo just can't get past.

But the smell is fine. That's been established.

So he doesn't mind when Tubbo makes himself a cup of coffee in the morning— Ranboo's morning, Tubbo's night. In Ranboo's opinion, Tubbo should be sleeping while Ranboo's awake, but he doesn't mind the company.

He also doesn't mind the smell of coffee when he wakes up.

"Good morning," Tubbo greets from where he's perched on Ranboo's counter. Ranboo's always liked being told 'good morning'— it made him feel a bit more normal.

"Hi," Ranboo greets in return. He leans against the same counter Tubbo's sitting on, resting next to him. Tubbo's got one knee tucked up towards his chest, the other dangling towards the floor, but not quite touching.

"Hope you don't mind me sitting on your counter, boss man," Tubbo says before taking what appears to be his final sip of coffee.

"No, it's fine," Ranboo replies, and he truly doesn't mind, but he can hear his mother screaming at him from somewhere in the back of his mind.

"Cool," Tubbo mumbles, leaning towards Ranboo so he can rest his head on his shoulder. Tubbo sets down his empty mug next to him. He stretches out a hand, and Ranboo takes it with a sort of practiced ease— one that he didn't have before, but certainly has now.

(Especially after all those late nights they'd spent together when Tubbo mumbled sleepy, sickly sweet words to Ranboo, and Ranboo encouraged him to start drinking coffee or something, anything to keep him awake in hopes of preventing the humbling word vomit. Needless to say, it didn't work, and Ranboo only ended up more flustered knowing that Tubbo truly meant everything his said and wasn't just spilling his thoughts.)

Tubbo's hands are warm— not sweaty, just warm— and they warm Ranboo's own, aided by Tubbo cupping his other hand over Ranboo's, enveloping it in heat.

"We should get you mittens, or something," Tubbo comments. "Tommy knows how to knit."

"O-okay," Ranboo stutters, unsure of exactly how to respond, defaulting to agreeing with Tubbo.

"Nah," and it catches Ranboo off guard a little bit, because he was the one who brought it up, and Ranboo can sense some sort oncoming flirting. "I like holding your hands too much," Tubbo finishes, almost exactly how Ranboo expected.

Ranboo smiles shyly and looks down at where both of Tubbo's hands are holding his own. He's pretty— everything about Tubbo is pretty. His wrists are— they're really, really pretty— and Ranboo knows that it's just the vampire part of him talking— the part that wants to bite and drink and—

Ranboo blinks away the thoughts and decides to look elsewhere, maybe back at Tubbo. Looking at Tubbo in general is probably a safer bet. He can still appreciate how pretty Tubbo is without being tempted by viens that are thinly veiled by pale skin.

When Ranboo looks up, he finds that Tubbo is already looking at him. Their eyes meet almost instantly, and it nearly makes Ranboo jump. He hasn't even realized Tubbo has lifted his head off of his shoulder— hasn't felt his gaze burning into him.

It burns now, kind of— phantom tingles beneath his skin.

He doesn't mean to, but he catches himself the moment his eyes flick down to Tubbo's lips. They're pink and pretty— almost prettier than his wrist— no, definitely prettier than his wrist. Ranboo wonders if they're bitten like his, or if they're just as soft as they look; he wonders if they're warm; he wonders how warm they are.

Ranboo wants to kiss him, he thinks.

It's not— he doesn't want to kiss kiss him, he just wants to maybe press their lips together and— and that would be all— and that would be nice— it would be nice, he thinks.

(And maybe he wants to actually kiss him, a little bit.)

When Ranboo's eyes flick back up to Tubbo's, he notices that Tubbo's were focused on the same place his were. He wasn't looking in his eyes, rather, he was looking just below.

Now, Ranboo's not the best when it comes to interpreting body language, case in point being this very moment, because he's not entirely sure if Tubbo wants to kiss him, too, or if his eyes are just wandering and he's spacing out and when he comes back things will be awkward so—

Tubbo leans in a bit closer, close enough to the point where their noses are nearly touching. Ranboo can feel Tubbo's breath on his face— it's nothing like his own— it's warm as it brushes over his lips. Ranboo thinks that he may have leaned a bit closer, too, subconsciously, and now the only thing keeping their lips from touching is the smallest shift from either of them.

Ranboo places his freehand on Tubbo's shoulder. He doesn't push, just braces himself and hopes that his hands don't feel as cold through Tubbo's shirt.

There's a moment— a few of them, counted by Tubbo's breaths— before Ranboo takes his chances and closes the gap between them (worst case scenario, Ranboo can just say that he twitched and that it was all an accident).

Ranboo finds out, quickly, that Tubbo's lips aren't bitten— that they're just as soft as they looked— warm, too. They're so, so warm. Tubbo's warm all over, and being this close— being connected to him in this way makes Ranboo, in turn, feel a bit warm, too.

The warmth must find its way just under Ranboo's skin, and Tubbo must feel it because he leans a bit closer— which probably isn't great because warmth means fangs and fangs mean bite and— okay but Tubbo's, like, genuinely scooting a bit closer and running a hand through Ranboo's hair so maybe it isn't horrible?

Yeah, no, it isn't horrible. It's all quite nice actually.

Ranboo makes this realization a little too late, unfortunately, as he feels Tubbo start to pull away— and that's fine, he can cope with that, definitely not internally freaking out right now, nope, Ranboo is feeling very normal and very lightheaded which is, admittedly, not normal.

Tubbo looks at him with these eyes that don't show sadness, or fear— or any negative emotion, really. He looks... kind of happy, actually— pleased, so to speak. That's probably a good thing.

Tubbo exhales and Ranboo feels it on his lips. It sends a chill down his spine, He smiles— they both do.

"Can that please be more than just, like, a one-time thing?" Tubbo asks, his voice barely above a whisper and yet Ranboo things he feels his words in his very core.

"Yeah," Ranboo replies, just as soft, if not softer— and quieter, and he's surprised that Tubbo even manages to hear it.

"Cool," Tubbo quips, smiling a bit wider.

"Cool." Ranboo mirrors.

#my very bad ideas #catalyst #i've got a whole collection of catalyst!beeduo one shots that literally just follow the same timeline but beeduo aren't shy and stupid and #awful at communication and they fall in love 12x faster and basically just speedrun a relationship #but alas. the slow burn tag exists in catalyst #and therefore we must take an extra 30 chapters before we get to the same point #sorry ^_^#aroace mf tries to write kiss scene pt 2 (CINGE COMP) (FAIL)

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irrigos · 1 year

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i played My Kingdom for a Pig last night! i feel like you can really see in this one the beginnings of the style that would eventually become the Discordance storyline. unfortunately i don't like the Discordance lol.

i remember hearing there were lore inconsistencies in this, but I couldn't really follow the ending sequence well enough to notice them. (I think maybe it was in a different ending than the one I got). I think it's probably one of those stories that I might appreciate more once I read the full text, but I haven't done that yet, and I'm just going off my first impressions. You have 5 options of people who you can bring with you to the final sequence of story, and each one has a different bit of lore revealed, I believe?

I liked a lot of things about this story- it had a lot of fun concepts, I liked the tone, the Captivating Princess was there and you KNOW i love when my girl shows up, but the final part of the story kind of put me off. It was interesting, but I just don't really care for the deliberately obtuse style of writing that is really popular in certain parts of FL. For me, it doesn't make me more curious or invested or impressed with the poetry in the prose. It just kind of annoys me, because if there's nothing really concrete for my mind to hold onto, I just kind of zone out. Ah, well! At least I got to pet a pig in this one

#es 100% speedrun #es spoilers #i feel like there will be people who read this take and be like 'ummmm irrigos what the hell are you talking about'#'this story is very clear about what's happening. how did you get lost'#well im STUPID OK!!!!!!!!! I AM A SIMPLE MAN #also. ok at what point in fl are the idea of the Stone Pigs brought up #i know what they are because i read the wiki but like. fl is sooo bad at explaining its own lore #that i feel it's very likely that someone would go into this story and not know what the stone pigs are #even tho the story is kind of ABOUT the stone pigs

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vonrew · 2 months

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How I think that rottmnt turtles play minecraft but my headcanons are all over the place bc I can't coherently think

The only one who plays like God intended is Raph.

He makes a basic house made out of oak and probably has a wheat farm by a natural source of water.

Chests are organized pretty well.

Probably lives in a plains biome or close to spawn.

Has so many cats and each of them is named.

He was the one to have the idea of a family server and made Donnie create it.

Leo plays like how we did as kids-

I'm talking about making diamond houses in creative and fucking around with mob eggs.

He probably tried to do speedruns until he got humbled on multiple occasions, each being more stupid than the last.

Like the first time- it was a ghast in the nether and the most recent time was him falling in a ravine.

Bc of this he rarely plays unless someone asks him to log on.

I feel like he would unironically enjoy barley living in his dirt house and exploring the server.

He has a blue parrot that he named after himself. (he's not aware that parrots mimic mob noises and has been scared by that on multiple occasions.)

Donnie constantly complains about Leo’s dirt shack ruining the server's aesthetic as if he himself doesn't have multiple farms on the surface.

Redstone master over here rivaling Mumbo Jumbo.

Has a farm for everything.

Enjoys mining but hates fighting mobs in caves.

One time Leo knocked him into lava while they were mining together (Leo swears it was an accident) it was not)) and now he will not mine with him ever again.

Makes Leo pay him in diamonds whenever he asks him for something.

He doesn't even need diamonds either😭

Mikey makes the best houses.

He doesn't even use YouTube tutorials, he's just that good.

Was paid by Donnie to make his base.

I can see him making an aquarium for axolotls.

Has a pet horse with diamond armor that Leo gave him.

(Leo gave it to him after trying to explore with a horse only to try and take it across a river before giving up.)

Absolutely refuses to go to the nether or the end unless the dragon has already been slain.

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eryanlainfa · 2 months

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Just had stupid valentine day card ideas for Vat7k- how much can I speedrun this to post anything before the day end-?

#i am shooting myself in the foot i know but fkfkdkdkdk lmao yolo i guess-#i am not finishing the other drawing for today anyway so i can draw other things-#..... yeah it should be fine-#eryanbles

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cult-of-husbandos · 2 years

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Can I ask you to make a scenario about how your tsundere boyfriend reacts when you spend less time with him, and spend more time with his friend. You know when the tsundere thinking that you are breaking up with him, creating a big misunderstanding, and try to prevent it by changing his looks and personalities for you

arata ryuu [tsundere] - You're Mine, Not His!!

genre: angst, fluff, typical tsundere vibes

word count: 10.3k

warnings: none.

Your boyfriend, Arata Ryuu, was not the most… eloquent person on the planet. Nor was he the most thoughtful boyfriend in the world. For instance, if you both were on a date and you suggested a place he’d outright tell you that you didn’t have an inkling of fun in your entire body. Now, you know in your heart and mind that he doesn't mean to say ruthless and mean things, but sometimes it gets harder and harder to ignore that your boyfriend once told you that you made the Kardashians look like Einstein while on a study date. Or when he tells you that your hair looks stupid and inconvenient when you’re trying out a new style. OR when he told you in the middle of the date that you ‘must crave attention’ because your outfit made one man’s head turn. However, despite all this you’ve come to love your spiteful and brutally honest boyfriend. He has his sweet and gentle side that rears its head every once in a while. Mostly, when you’re upset and depressed. He’s never failed to put a smile on your face or cheer you up. He’s even better at giving self-care than you are to yourself. You honestly wouldn’t trade in your boyfriend for anything in the world, but sometimes you wish he could be a little more sensitive to your feelings and open to ideas that you had.

Like, today. You just scored two tickets to a concert of your favorite band. Die hard fans would kill to get these tickets. But…

“What do you mean you don’t wanna go?!”

“I don’t know what language you want me to repeat that simple sentence in so I’ll say it again slowly for you. I. Do not. Want. To. Go. To. A. Stupid. Stray Kids. Concert.”

You’ve never wanted to throttle a person more than you want to throttle your boyfriend right now. Moving aside that he just called Stray Kids ‘stupid’, he loves Kpop. Sure he’s more of a SHINee and MAMAMOO fanboy but when you first started dating he said he actually liked a few of their songs you used to play in the car. Ugh! Why on this day of all days was he choosing to be stubborn?

“I heard you the first time! What I mean is why don’t you wanna go? We haven’t been on a date in a while! I thought you liked their songs. Plus, you’re always saying that I never want to do anything fun. Well, here’s two of the most unobtainable tickets on the market and it's the first row.”

“Okay. First, going to a hot, sweaty, crowded concert where I only know their songs from older albums surrounded by feral fangirls doesn’t sound like fun. It sounds like a speedrun to needing hearing aids and never wanting children. Second, I do like their songs and they're pretty decent but I think I’d rather stay at home where it’s nice and quiet than go to a concert to watch you drool over some pretty boys.”

“Ugh! You are so unbelievable! Just forget it! Have fun at home watching the East of Eden over and over again, you ungrateful jerk!”

You stormed off with a red face and stinging eyes not bothering to listen to the distant calls of your boyfriend. And he has the nerve to call you boring! Can’t he just appreciate the effort that you went through to get these tickets and at least tell you in a normal, gentle way that he didn’t want to go?

‘‘Oh, thank you so much (Y/N) for thinking about me but I don’t really listen to Stray Kids all that much. I wouldn’t have as much fun as you because I don’t know any of their new songs. I’m sorry.’’ Why couldn’t he just say that instead of making me feel like an idiot for thinking about him in the first place!’

You kept a sour face all the way home and had a disgruntled face when you went to sleep. Needless to say, you didn’t get much sleep that night and it was rightfully your stupid boyfriend’s fault. As you were getting ready to go to your classes you looked at your Stray Kids tickets on your desk. You let out a sigh.

‘What am I going to do with these now?’ You picked up the tickets and frowned. You had imagined going to the concert with your boyfriend and having fun watching the boys in the front row and bonding over your shared love of Kpop. Now that was just a distant fantasy as you remember Ryuu’s words. You sighed pitifully and put them back down on the desk. ‘Maybe I can find someone who’ll want to go with me.’ With that in mind, you finished getting ready and headed towards your classes.

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“Ugh… that was the longest 3 hours of my life…” you complained, walking out of the lecture hall. Maybe you should switch majors after all. That stuff you just learned was more complex and disorientating than anything else in your other classes. You wanted nothing more than to go back home and sleep in your nice, warm bed.

‘Should I just skip my last class? I’m soo tired… and I’m pretty sure that professor uploads class logs onto the canvas. Bleh… I wonder if this is what my parents envisioned my college life to be. Wondering if their child should skip a 2 hour class because they’re so exhausted from stewing over their boyfriend.’

A deep grumble interrupted your thoughts. You rubbed your stomach and sighed pitifully again. You weren’t in the mood to eat anything for breakfast this morning. So now you’re tired and hungry. Mulling over your choices you decided to skip your last class of the day and head to the cafeteria for an early lunch. It won’t hurt to miss one class. You walked into the cafeteria and looked at the menu. Nothing that you wanted was being served today, but you couldn’t spend your money ordering out this time. You ordered some ramen and sat down at an empty table. As you filled your belly with ramen, you sighed deeply. Thinking about your money troubles made you think again about the concert tickets burning a hole in your bank account.

‘Everyone that I asked to go to the concert either with me has classes on that day or have plans. I’ve asked all my friends and even some group project members. If I go alone then I’ll just be that loser who goes to a concert all by themselves and looks like an idiot singing by myself. But if I don’t go then I’ll just have worthless and expired tickets sitting in my drawer and I’ll start crying every time I look at my bank account…’ You sigh again and hold your cheek, ‘Maybe I’ll just sell the tickets. That way I’ll most likely get even more money than I spent to get them because they're so rare and I’ll just find something else to do with that money…’

You were so deep in thought that you jumped when you felt someone tap you on the shoulder. Whipping your head back, you saw a familiar face smiling at you. It was your boyfriend’s childhood best friend. His name is Tachibana Eiji, or Ei-chan as you like to call him. Ryuu introduced him to you when you both started getting serious about each other. Ei-chan is the polar opposite of your boyfriend. He’s sweet, gentle, caring, out-going, very personal, and extremely extroverted. He can make friends with just about anyone. You’d often wonder how he and your boyfriend became friends in the first place. Ryuu and Ei-chan didn’t even like the same things. The only thing they shared a common interest in is video games. Specifically, Genshin Impact. You’ve often lost many date nights with Ryuu because of that game. Ei-chan is also extremely attractive and super popular with both women and men. Not to say that your boyfriend isn’t attractive, but if you put the two together Ei-chan stands out the most. He always has his hair dyed a super bright color and also wears colored contacts. He’s super fashionable like he just stepped off a photoshoot and he’s always so modest and chivalrous. Hmm… maybe you chose the wrong best friend to date.

Ei-chan chuckled. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you like that. I’ve been calling your name for a while, but you looked so out of it. You must’ve been thinking about something super hard to drown out the world like that.” he said, taking a seat right next to you.

You let out a nervous laugh. “Heh, yeah. Sorry about that. I didn’t even realize I was thinking that hard. It was over something super stupid anyway.”

“Hehe. You shouldn’t drown out the world like that. Someone will take advantage of you.”

“What? Please Ei-chan. I’m not a little kid. I can handle myself.” you say with a pout.

Ei-chan laughed. “Yeah, yeah. You can’t blame a guy for worrying. You’re my best friend’s partner. I have to be vigilant and protective when he’s not here. You’re so cute that people always look like they want to steal you away. So when your boyfriend’s not here I have to protect you from those perverts and thieves.”

You felt your turn flush and you jabbed Ei-chan's arm. “S-Shut up. Don’t joke about something like that.” you stuttered, turning your attention back to your food. You forgot that Ei-chan always did that. Just saying things without thinking about it. He always blurts out whatever’s on his mind. Most people take it the wrong way and immediately think he’s being flirty. That’s why he has so many admirers. Your friends often told you that you should be dating Ei-chan instead of Ryuu. Even though Ei-chan is really popular he’s not dating anyone. He says that he’s keeping an eye out for someone special. Someone that’s perfect to him in every way. Even though that sounds super vague and like an impossible measure you kind of understand his preference. Even though he’s stubborn, mean, and a bit of a brute, Ryuu fits your ideal of a special someone. He’s perfect in every way to you.

“So, what was it?” Ei-chan asked, startling you out your thoughts once again.

“Hm? What was what?”

“What were you thinking about so hard that smoke was coming out of your ears?” Ei-chan laughed and gently caressed your ears causing your face to flush again. This guy… Always so touchy-touchy.

“Nothing.” you muttered quickly. “It was… just… something stupid…” You looked down at your steaming ramen. It was just a silly fight over concert tickets. Why did it get so heated? Ei-chan stared at you for a while before speaking again.

“Did you have a fight with Ry-chan?” he asked.

‘W-What?! How did he know that?! Did he read my mind or something? Wait… no… don’t be stupid, (Y/N). He’s Ryuu’s best friend… obviously he told him…’

“Um, yeah! Kind of. Did Ryuu tell you that?”

“Nope! Your face told me.”

“M-My face? What? Am I really that easy to read?”

“Hehe! Yeah, a little.”

You felt a little vulnerable. You didn’t know that your facial expressions were so easily read. Your parents and your friends told you that it looked like your face was made of stone when you were thinking. You’ve been told that it looks like you're angry when you think too hard, like when you’re studying. Ei-chan is super amazing if he can read you like a book without a cover.

“Hey, don’t look so down. He may be my best friend, but if I know Ry-chan it’s that he’s never hurt your feelings intentionally. Sometimes he has a hard time showcasing his emotions and his true thoughts and feelings. I’ve gotten pretty used to his attitude and I can read him super easily now. So, whatever happened, just know that Ry-chan likes you so much that he’ll most likely apologize by the next day.”

You smiled at Ei-chan defending ways. He’s right. He grew up with Ryuu so he probably knows what Ryuu’s thinking better than you. “You’re right. I know deep down that what he says isn’t what he really means, but sometimes I forget that I don’t know him like you and I let it hurt my feelings. Plus, I said some pretty mean things too. So, if anything it’s both our faults for being so childish. I’ll text him later.”

“So mature!” Ei-chan commented in a playful tone. “So, back to my question. What were you thinking so hard about? It can’t be just about the fight.”

‘Maybe he is a mind reader…’

“Oh. Well, I have two tickets for the Strays Kids concert. Ryuu said he didn’t want to go and-” you explained, but were immediately cut off.

“You have two tickets for the Strays Kids concert?!” Ei-chan shouted, nearly knocking over his chair in excitement as he stood up. “I’ve been trying to get those tickets for weeks, but they’re sold out everywhere! Even scalpers don’t have them! How’d you get them?! Oooh, can I go with you?! Please please please please pleeeeeease! I’ll do anything!”

You sat there shocked at the display. You’ve never seen Ei-chan act like this. He was the cool, calm, and level-headed guy. Now, he was on his knees begging and pleading in the middle of the cafeteria. You had no idea that Ei-chan could be this loud either.

“U-Umm… Ei-chan. People are staring…” you whispered, looking around and noticing all the eyes in your direction.

Ei-chan looked around and his face immediately flushed bright red. He sat back in his chair and cleared his throat.

“Um… I mean… if that’s okay with you… I’d really like to go…” he muttered quietly, fidgeting in his seat. His eyes were pleading. He looked like a puppy begging for a treat. You’ve never seen him so embarrassed before. Even someone as calm and cool as Ei-chan can get extremely loud and hyper. It’s honestly kinda cute…

You laughed at his flushed face. “Sure! Ryuu doesn’t want to go and I was planning on selling them so it’ll be fun to go with someone who likes them too.”

Ei-chan smiled brightly and hugged you, fully knocking over his chair. “Yes yes yes! Thank you so much (Y/N/N)! We’re gonna have so much fun! I totally owe you!”

It was now your turn to blush. You gently hugged him back. “I-It’s no problem, Ei-chan.” you stuttered, feeling envious eyes bore holes into you. “You can let no go now…”

Ei-chan pulled back with a laugh. “Sorry. When it comes to these things I’m a total fanboy. I couldn’t help my excitement.”

You smiled back. “It’s fine. Let’s finish eating. I’ll text you later about the time and place.”

“Sounds like a plan! Thanks again (Y/N)! You’re seriously awesome!”

You giggled and continued eating lunch with Ei-chan, making small talk and discussing what to wear to the concert and plans on how to get there. You’ve almost forgotten about your argument with Ryuu.

—

You finally arrived home, kicking your shoes off and tossing your bag on your couch. You were definitely feeling better than you were this morning. You plopped down on the couch and pulled out your phone to text Ryuu that you were sorry about saying mean things to him. However, you were surprised to see multiple messages from him.

You smiled at the messages. Ei-chan was right again. Even though he didn’t apologize directly it was obvious that he was upset about how things ended and texted you his true feelings that he wasn’t able to do directly. You quickly typed back.

Maybe you were wrong to judge your boyfriend so quickly. You weren’t used to his actions and behaviors like Ei-chan. It takes so getting used to. It wasn’t long before you heard your phone go off.

You laughed. You quickly texted back.

Before you could put your phone down you got another text.

His response seems kind of curt but maybe that’s you overthinking it. You stretched and stood up, looking at the clock. It was nearly three. You let out a yawn.

‘Hm, maybe I should get some work done from the missed class. Then, I think I earned myself a nap.’

You stumbled out of the car giggling uncontrollably at the feeling of your jelly legs. One might think you were drunk and coming back from an exciting night out. That wouldn;t be too far from the truth, minus the drunk part. The concert blew all expectations you had out of the water. You made the right choice bringing Ei-chan with you. He sang every song with you and danced just as goofily as you did. But, that’s not even the best thing to ever happen tonight.

You actually touched Felix.

THE LEE FELIX.

It was only a graze of hands, but it was enough to send you into a wild, feral frenzy. You nearly passed out on the spot. Luckily, E-chan was there to catch you and freak out with you. Ryuu never would’ve stood for another guy touching you, even if they were a celebrity. Speaking of which, you hadn’t seen or heard from him since you told him you were going to the concert with Ei-chan. You would be worried, but your boyfriend had a tendency of ghosting you for days and then talking to you again. It was just his personality you suppose. Some people are like that.

You're brought out of your thoughts when you hear a familiar laugh and a hand reaches out towards you. You looked up and saw Ei-chan’s bright smile as he helped you up.

“Hehe! That was so much fun!” you exclaimed, leaning up against Ei-chan as he helped you walk towards your apartment building. “You don’t have to walk me to my door y’know. It’s enough that you drove us halfway across town to get to the concert.”

“Aah don’t worry about it!” Ei-chan replied with another gentle smile. “It would've been a hassle to get a ride to and from the concert and I insisted. Plus, it’s super dark out. I’d be an inconsiderate moron if I didn’t make sure you made it inside your apartment safely.”

“Woow! Such a gentleman!” You feigned a swoon and Ei-chan laughed. As you walked up the stairs you saw a familiar figure standing at your door.

“Ryuu?” you called out, squinting to see the figure better.

The figure turned towards you and the figure’s face became clearer as you and Ei-chan walked closer. It was Ryuu! What was he doing here so late at night?

“Ryuu? What’re you doing standing by my door?” you asked.

Ryuu’s face remained stoic, but something about how his eyes looked at the two of you was a bit unnerving. You couldn;t quite place the emotion, but the look in his eyes made your stomach jump.

“Ry-chan! Were you waiting for (Y/N/N)? How romantic!” Ei-chan gushed, causing you to blush when Ryuu put his head down confirming Ei-chan’s statement.

‘H-He waited up for me? That’s really sweet…’

“Whatever. Let go of her already.” Ryuu finally spoke up, assertively tugging at your arm and pulling you into him. Your face grew brighter and redder as you were enveloped into your boyfriend’s warm chest. The smell of his cologne seemed foreign to you though. He always wore the same kind of cologne every day. When you asked him about it, he told you that other scents make his head hurt and his sinuses go crazy. It threw you off a little. You couldn’t quite place it, but he smelled like someone else.

Ei-chan giggled. “Oooh! So protective! I was just walking them to their door to make sure they got home safe.”

“Well, they are.” your boyfriend snipped. The look on your boyfriend’s face changed from stoic to disgruntled. Was he… mad at Ei-chan? No, they can’t be. They’re best friends. “So you can leave now, Eiji.”

“Okay, okay! I know when I’m a third wheel. Looks like we’re gonna have to take a raincheck on that sleepover, (Y/N/N).”

“Aww. Okay. Well,… we’re still on for Monday brunch right?”

“Of course! I’ll text you later.” Ei-chan slid in to give you a hug, but that was nearly impossible due to the protective grip your boyfriend had on you. You’ve never seen him act this way. Normally, when it came to Ei-chan, he didn’t care if he hugged you. But, now he was holding on to you like you were going to blow away in the wind at any minute. Ei-chan waved goodbye and walked away. You looked back up at your boyfriend whose face had gone back to stoic.

“So… um-” Before you could say anything, Ryuu interrupted.

“Can you open the door now? My legs hurt from standing here all damn night.”

“Oh, yeah, sure. S-Sorry…” You had no idea why you were apologizing. You fumbled around in your bag, fishing out your keys. Once you got your door unlocked Ryuu brushed inside. Maybe he was tired. After locking your door and putting down your bag and keys you continued your sentence.

“Um… I didn’t get a text from you tonight. I… I didn’t know you were coming over.”

“Do I need a reason to come visit you? We are dating.”

“Oh, um, I guess not… but if you had texted me I wouldn’t have stayed out too late. It probably looked really suspicious to my neighbors to see you standing outside my door all night.”

“Fuck them. I don’t care what they think.”

You were shocked. His answers were quick and curt. He was facing you, but his eyes weren’t looking at you. The air around you felt tense and awkward. What was going on with him?

“What was Eiji talking about when he said ‘sleepover’?”

“Um, well, since it was so late I suggested he sleep here. Then he suggested that we watch the concert footage together and have some sort of afterparty. Y’know, talking about the concert and singing our favorite songs.”

“Uh-huh.”

Okay. Something was definitely up. Was Ryuu actually being protective over you? From Ei-chan? His only best friend?

“Did you have fun?” Ryuu asked, bringing you out your thoughts.

“Huh? Oh, yeah. We had a lot of fun.” you smiled. “Honestly, it was the most fun I’ve had in a while.”

“Hmph! I see…” The room was quiet. Did he not want you to have fun? Isn’t he the one that’s always saying that you’re no fun?

“Eiji. He’s a handful.” Ryuu stated. “He can get loud and annoying and overbearing when he’s excited. So, I guess if you had fun…” he trailed off.

“Um, yeah. I witnessed that first hand. Heh, if being up close to the music wasn’t going to make me deaf then it would’ve definitely been his screaming. I had no idea he was capable of producing such a volume. But, he’s honestly such an energizing guy. When he gets excited, it kind of makes me want to get excited. Maybe that’s just me feeling off his vibes, but I swear the concert felt like a different experience with him there.”

“Different? How?”

“I don’t know. Normally, when I go to a concert, it’s hot and muggy and I get so irritated when people push and shove me. I take pictures and video and then I sit in a parking lot for hours trying to get out before the real crowding happens. Then, I go home and probably not even think about it after a couple of weeks. But, with Ei-chan… I dunno. The concert seemed… amazing.”

You suddenly jumped at a loud thud next to you. Ryuu had a clenched fist against your wall. His eyes were dark and his jaw was clenched.

“R-Ryuuu-”

“I’m going home.”

“W-What?! But… you just got here.”

“Yeah well now I’m just leaving.”

You could barely get a word out as Ryuu stormed out, slamming the door behind him. You stared at the door for a while before you turned to look at your wall. As you walked up to it, you grazed your fingers around the small dent Ryuu had made. You gulped nervously. You had never seen your boyfriend behave this way. Sure he could be a big pig-headed, stubborn, even downright ornery; that was part of his charm. But, you had never seen this much aggression come from him. Especially not towards you. What could he possibly be mad at? Could he be mad that he waited outside your apartment door all night? Or was he upset that you went to the concert?

No… Could it be that…

He was upset that you went to the concert…

With Ei-chan?

No… no no. That couldn’t be it. Your boyfriend might be a jerk but there’s no way he even felt that way. He didn’t say anything when you told him you were going with Ei-chan even though he had days to do so.

And he was the one that said boldly that he didn’t want to go. He could’ve told you in the texts but he didn’t say that. You felt the sides of your head sting and tighten. All this roundabout thinking was giving you a headache. You were just thinking yourself into circles and getting nowhere.

“Ugh… all this thinking… it’s giving me a migraine…” you muttered, massaging the sides of your temple. “I need to stop overthinking too much.” You gave yourself a quick whiff and reeled back at the smell of your sweat. “Oof! Oh my god… What I need is a hot shower and to get my ass into bed… Whatever’s going on with Ryuu… he’ll tell me… or I’ll get it out of him… for now I’m too tired to even think about what I want for breakfast tomorrow.”

You trudged to your bedroom to sort out your pajamas and turned on your shower to the highest heat. You were too exhausted to think. Maybe this all will work itself out.

—

Yeah, maybe that was too much hopeful thinking on your part. Ryuu was getting weirder and weirder around you. He smelled weird. He was wearing very dazzling and fashionable clothes and accessories. For example, on a date you noticed that his ears were red and you could notice shiny silver jewelry sticking out when his hair moved. You had to interrogate him for a while but then he finally broke down and told you that he got earrings and wanted to wait until they were fully healed to show you. When you asked why he would get earrings even though he hates wearing jewelry he just huffed and said, “Because I just wanted to! Okay?”

Hell, he was even talking weird! He didn’t sound like himself. You don’t know if the word is trendy or whatever, but your boyfriend’s vocabulary has completely turned 180 from how he usually sounds. You sent him a pic of an outfit that you were thinking of wearing out on a date and he called you ‘babez’. Yeah, ‘babes’ but with a z. You don’t know why, but the twisted turn that your stomach did made you never want to hear him say that word ever again.

On top of that, he was even acting weird with Ei-chan. You and Ei-chan were spending a lot of time with each other. After the concert and having brunch with one another, you’ve discovered that you two share similar likes in music, hobbies, shows, etc.. You felt a certain connection with Ei-chan, like you’ve known him since childhood. However, whenever you told Ryuu that you wanted to do something and he said no, you’d invite Ei-chan. Then, Ryuu would hog all your attention and keep you away from messaging Ei-chan. Ryuu would take you to dinner, dates, and do things with you that you’d normally have to beg to get him to do. Now, it seemed like he was doing it for his own volition. Or maybe you were confusing it with spite. You weren’t completely blind. Anytime you so much as mentioned doing something with Ei-chan, Ryuu would either shut down or take you out and bombard you with the most romantic spiel you’ve ever seen.

This wasn’t the Ryuu you knew. But, this was the Ryuu that you’ve kind of wished he was. Kind, loving, caring, sweet. These were all the things you wished your boyfriend to be before. But, now… you don’t know why, but this new attitude he had. It was starting to freak you out a little. After the past week, it looked like your boyfriend’s personality was changing. Your boyfriend had gone from cold, stoic, emotionally-stunted to a sweet, romantic, darling. You didn’t know why you couldn’t be happy. Maybe your boyfriend had changed after your fight and was trying to better himself. It just didn’t settle right with you. This was all you could think about; in the morning, during classes, even at night. You couldn’t shake this unnerving feeling you got around him nowadays.

“(Y/N/N)!”

Normally, that nickname is reserved for Ei-chan. It’s what he usually calls you nowadays instead of your name. However, as soon as you turn your head you’re more likely to see your boyfriend calling you that nickname instead.

‘Speak of the devil…’

“Hey, Ryuu.” you answered back, stopping to stare at him. You couldn’t put your finger on it but something was off with him today again. “You just finished classes too?”

He nodded. “Yep! I’m totes tired. I want it to be the weekend again.”

You cringed at his quirky awkward slang. “Totes”? Your boyfriend has never in the time that you’ve known him used that kind of word in his life. It seems like your boyfriend is always picking up a word and using it to the full extent these days. It doesn’t sound like him. He sounds like a robot. Or a clone. Or a cloned robot. Either way, you didn’t like it.

“Anyways, I was thinking we should get drinks at that new boba place downtown.” You weren’t really focusing on his words. You just kept staring at his face. The more his lips moved the more you noticed something.

“Do you have something on your lips?” you asked randomly.

Ryuu stopped in his tracks. His eyes looked everywhere except at you.

“N-No! I don’t know what you’re talking about-” His nervous attempt to cover up his mouth and mutter an excuse was cut short as you roughly grabbed his collar and kissed him. When you finally pulled away, Ryuu's eyes widened and his cheeks were flushed red.

“What the fuck-”

“Cherry.” you stated, licking your lips. “Why the hell are you wearing cherry lip balm? You hate vaseline coated cosmetics.”

Ryuu's eyes were darting everywhere. “What? Is that a crime or something? My lips were chapped and I found some lip balm in my backpack. Probably put there by you… so I just put on a little…”

“Why would I put lip balm in your backpack when I know you hate it?”

“Why do you force me to watch Love Island with you when you know I hate that too?”

You huffed and crossed your arms. “Touché, but you still didn’t answer my question.”

Your boyfriend sputtered. You’ve never seen this side of him before either; flabbergasted. Ryuu was always quick and snippy, often telling you to mind your own business and to let things go, but now he looked like a guilty child caught doing something bad. It’s not that you don’t like your boyfriend with smoother lips, although a weird side of you missed the roughness of his lips, you just wanted some answers.

“(Y/N/N)! Ry-chan!” a familiar voice called out.

You looked over to see a pink-haired smiling bunny boy running towards you and Ryuu. Your eyes widened and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Ei-chan?!” you gasped. His hair was dyed a cotton candy pink and the top of his head adorn white fluffy bunny ears. He looked soooo adorable!!!

“Omigosh! You look soooooo cute!!” you exclaimed, reaching out to touch his hair. “It’s so pink and fluffy and soft! Like a cloud! And your bunny ears! Aaahhh! I think I’m going to have a heart attack!!” You were catching some weird glances with all your squealing, but you could care less. Ei-chan lightly giggled.

“Thank you, (Y/N/N). I just got this itch to dye my hair a cute color and decided on pink. And the bunny ears are from the theatre department. We were sorting through old props and costumes and a few of the girls put this on me. They also said I looked adorable so I decided to wear it. What do you think? Did I pull it off?” he asked, posing playfully.

You laughed. “I think you could start a trend. I can see it now. Men and women all over the world dying their hair bright colors and wearing bunny ears to charity balls and dates. Like an ode to Easter or something. You’ll be the poster child. You’d probably have international designers following your every move to catch the latest trend set by you.”

Ei-chan shuddered and took off the bunny ears with a nervous smile. “On second thought, I think I’ll stop while I’m ahead. Just the thought of having a thousand eyes on me, waiting for me to do something, gives me anxiety. Isn’t that what made Van Gogh cut off his ear?”

“Pfft-! Haha, what’re you talking about?” you laughed. “First off, Van Gogh was reportedly bipolar and schizophrenic and cut off his ear because of an argument he had with another painter, not because he was the trendiest guy in the world. Second off, think of all the money you’d make by setting the latest trends. Telling people what to wear seems a lot easier than mathematical physics.” you sighed, looked down at your heavy math book. Damn your pursuit for higher knowledge.

“Nah, that’s not for me. Plus, I’d rather be here with you guys than some snooty charity fashion ball. You guys are way more fun.”

“Aww, you’d turn down millions of dollars to be with us? Isn’t that sweet, Ryuu?” You looked over at your boyfriend to get his response, but found a despondent Ryuu. “Hey, Ryuu?” You touched his arm lightly. He jerked at your touch and looked at you and Ei-chan with a lost look.

“Huh? W-What?”

“Ryuu? Are you okay?” you asked, reaching out to touch him again only to be brushed off.

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine! Why?”

“You just looked… out of it, that’s all, Ry-chan. You looked like you were zoning out. Weren’t you listening to the conversation?”

“Conversation about what? About how you look like a 2012 softcore aesthetic tumblr blog made by an edgy 14 year old girl who thinks she’s quirky and different because she drinks Monster for breakfast? Aren’t you a man? You’re not supposed to look cute. It’s gross.”

“Ryuu!” You smacked your boyfriend’s arm. Where was this attitude coming from? Ryuu smacked his lips and left swiftly. You called out to him multiple times to come back and apologize, but he didn’t even look back at you. Ei-chan put his arm on your shoulder to calm you down.

“Hey, it’s okay. That’s just how he is.”

“He shouldn’t have said that to you. You’re his best friend. He should watch what he says.”

“Hehe. Don’t worry about it. It’s not the first time he’s said something like that. Plus, I don’t think he liked that you praised my pink hair so much. I know I would be jealous if the person I was in a relationship with was ranting and raving over another guy.”

You pouted and crossed your arms. Ei-chan could read Ryuu so much better than you. “Then, why didn’t he just say that? I was just saying that I liked how you can be so trendy without even realizing it. I would’ve dialed it back if he had just told me that I was being overbearing towards you.” You were starting to realize every day how little you knew about your boyfriend. You can barely guess what mood he’s in by his texts but Ei-chan can decipher your boyfriend’s precise mood and face just by his punctuation. You want so much to know what your boyfriend’s thinking. To be like Ei-chan and to get into his headspace and know just his lips what he’s going to say.

You let out a long sigh. “I guess I still don’t quite understand his methods like you do. I just wish he would communicate with me a little better…”

Ei-chan wrapped his arm around you. “Believe me. You will. Trust me. It took some time to understand the complexity that is Arata Ryuu, but with patience comes acceptance.”

You shrugged. “Yeah, I guess you’re right…”

Ei-chan shook you gently. “Hey now, don’t be too upset. If you’re too upset then the surprise will be ruined.”

You raised your eyebrow and looked at him. “Surprise?”

“SURPRISE!!” Ei-chan exclaimed, pulling out two white strips from his pocket and shoving them in your face, flashing you a toothy grin. You jumped back at the sudden burst of excitement and squinted at the two pieces of paper, squinting and wondering what the hell you were looking at.

“I got us two tickets to see Mya Solovyova perform ballet at the Royal 99 Opera House tonight!”

Your eyes widened and you began to feel the same excitement as Ei-chan. This must be exactly how he felt when you told him you had two tickets to the Stray Kids concert.

“Mya Solovyova?! Royal 99 Opera House?!! Tonight?!?” You felt like you were close to hyperventilating. Everything was spinning and moving so fast. You grabbed a hold of Ei-chan's arm who was more than willing to hold you up.

“Ei-chan! Those tickets cost a fortune and are nearly impossible to get! How did you-” you were cut off by Ei-chan putting a finger to your lips.

“You have your sources and I have mine.” he answered with a spirited wink. Now, you definitely felt like you were going to pass out. Even if Ei-chan did have his sources hook him up with two tickets, that's still two tickets to the most expensive, exclusive opera house in the country. Even one ticket would cost you a kidney. You knew that Ei-chan had a little money from his family’s company, but not this much.

“E-Ei-chan… I-I… I don’t know what to say…” you stuttered, trying to find the words to express your gratitude that he would go so far for you. “How could I ever-” Once again, you’re cut off by his finger touching your lips.

“Just wear your most gorgeous outfit and bring your beautiful smile. That’ll be all the thanks I need.”

—

Your floor was littered with glittering and dazzling clothes that you’ve put on and pulled off yourself in a desperate attempt to look halfway decent for tonight. This was a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Not every college student is lucky or rich enough to score tickets to the exclusive Royal 99 Opera House on opening night. You’d have to either know someone within the building to get you in or you’d have to be the bestest of friends with the elite and mega rich to even set foot in their bathroom. You didn’t want the staff and other viewers to look at you and see some random bummy college student whose only luxury experience is eating sushi at a restaurant and not from a convenience store. You wanted them to see a sophisticated young adult that doesn’t experience culture shock when paying for a $50 meal. It sounds vain you know that, but however Ei-chan went through to get these tickets you did not want to embarrass him.

As you were checking yourself in the 16th outfit that didn’t make you feel unworthy, you heard your phone go off with a ding. It was a text. From Ryuu. He was asking if you wanted to go out for dinner tonight.

‘What?? Oh no… Why tonight of all nights he could’ve asked me?! Ugh… I’ll just have to tell him that I can’t go… Hopefully he won’t be too upset. This is last minute.’

You texted him that you couldn’t make it for dinner and told him where Ei-chan was taking you tonight. You were going to send him a picture of your outfit to get his opinion, but another ding went off.

You stared at your phone for a while, but before you could even begin to wonder what your boyfriend meant you heard your doorbell ring. Thinking that it must be Ei-chan coming to pick you up, you hurriedly grabbed your bag, wallet, keys, and phone, and shuffled to the door putting your shoes on as fast as possible. You opened the door, but Ei-chan wasn’t at your door. It was an older man dressed in a suit with a cap and white gloves. He pulled out a card from his breast pocket and looked you up and down.

“(Y/N) (L/N)?” he asked, his voice deep and gentle.

“Um, yes?” you answered, cocking your head to the side and raising your eyebrow at the strange man standing at your door late at night. “Can I help you?”

He smiled and tipped his hat at you. “Hello, my name is Chie Jun. I’m your driver for this evening.”

“D-Driver?” you gaped.

“Yes. I’ve been instructed by Mr. Tachibana to escort you to the Opera House this evening. However, judging by that look on your face, I’m guessing he didn’t tell you that.”

You dazedly shook your head no. Just how rich was Ei-chan that he could afford two tickets on opening night at the elite opera house AND hire a driver to come pick you up.

“Well then, shall we be off. Don’t want to be late now, do we?” He tipped his hat again and shifted his body to face down the hallway. You nodded and fumbled to close your door and lock it. You nearly tripped over yourself as the driver escorted you down the stairs. Your mouth hung agape and your eyes widened at the beautiful, black, shiny stretch limo sitting in the dingy parking lot. Mr. Chie held the door open for you and you remained slack jawed at the luxury leather interior and plush plum carpet. Dim lights and a glass sitting delicately next to a bottle of champagne nestled lovingly in a bucket of ice. If it weren’t for the feeling that you could pass out at any moment now, you’d scream in astonishment. This must be what the elite get to experience every day. You don’t know how even one begins to get used to this. As you looked around you noticed you were a member short.

“Is Ei-chan- I mean! Is Eiji not riding with us?”

The driver who had just started up the car, looked into the backseat mirror and shook his head.

“Mr. Tachibana is already at the opera house waiting for you.”

You sat back into the comfy leather seats and stared at the window in amazement.

‘Ei-chan really is amazing…’

—

As the limo pulled up to the opera house you had to stop your jaw from dropping to the ground. You never thought in a million years you’d be standing outside the most expensive opera house in a limo with a driver. You almost didn’t want to pinch yourself. What if this was a dream? What if you knocked yourself out and were laying on the floor of your cramped apartment in a sea of clothes? As Mr. Chie opened the door for you and helped you out of the limo, you felt your breath hitch at the sight. The bright, buzzing bulbs that made the entire building light up the sky was a mesmerizing sight. You hadn’t even stepped inside and you were happy with all you’ve seen from the outside. Your driver guided you inside the building where waves of people with luxurious dresses and suits with blinding jewelry walked through three sets of double doors to find their seats.

You heard turned and swayed as if it was on a swivel to capture each and every inch of the opera house. Like you said before, this was a once-in-a-lifetime chance being here. You wanted to take in each and every detail no matter how stupid you must’ve looked to the others. You followed the driver up the red plush stairs and the dignified rumble of those entering the building grew quieter and almost silent. You reached the top of the stairs and down the hall is where you saw Ei-chan. Sitting in a balcony seat so perfect that you could see the entire audience and stage without so much as a squint. Ei-chan looked at you both with a smile.

“Great!” he whispered, excitedly. “You’re right on time.”

“E-Ei-chan… y-you…” You couldn’t find any words to say. No words could even begin to explain how fast your thoughts were racing or how hard your heart was thumping.

Ei-chan turned to the driver. “That’ll be all. Thank you, Jun.”

Mr. Chie tipped his hat once more. “Of course, Mr. Tachibana. Enjoy the ballet.” and with that, he quickly turned on his heel and left. Ei-chan took your hand and guided you to your seat. The moment you sat down, you released a breath you didn’t know you’d been holding. The view before you was simply breathtaking.

“Heh. You excited for the show to start?” he asked.

Feeling the words jumble in your throat, you swiftly nodded your head. Bouncing on the tips of your feet, you sat in unbridled excitement waiting for the lush velvety curtain to rise.

—

You were in complete heaven. The lights, the dancing, the stage, the beautiful orchestral accompanied music. It was all too much to bear. And yet, you didn’t want this night to end. However, as you sat still in your chair with your eyes glued to the stage, you were blissfully unaware of the constant buzzing that came from your bag nor the rapid charging footsteps headed towards your direction.

“(Y/N)!!”

A fierce voice startled you out of your seat. You whipped your head towards the aggressive voice to see your boyfriend, Ryuu, panting and clenching his teeth. “R-Ryuu… what’re you-” You are immediately cut off by Ryuu, his voice vibrating a thousand times louder throughout the echoey theatre.

“What am I doing?! The better question is what the fuck are doing here with HIM!!!”

You stared at this person you thought was your boyfriend. Only one question was on your mind.

“What’s wrong with your hair?”

It was a deep purplish color with mixes of blue and light spots of yellow only visible from the overhead lights next to the balcony window.

“That’s not fucking important so answer the damn question!” Your boyfriend brushed aside your question, but you could see a small tint of pink on his cheeks.

“Hey, Ryuu, man, listen… Whatever you’re thinking-” Even Ei-chan was cut off by Ryuu’s icy voice.

“I didn’t ask you shit now did I?” your boyfriend growled as he yanked his best friend from his seat by his collar. What is wrong with him? You never thought you’d see the day where Ryuu would get so aggressive towards his only friend. Even Ei-chan looked surprised, though you couldn’t blame him when you saw Ryuu’s eyes. They were primal. Almost feral. You’d seen this look before in animals.

Territorial.

The tension was broken when an usher entered the balcony window. “Excuse me sir. You’re going to have to leave.” the usher said sternly. “You’re causing a disturbance amongst the other guests and ruining the performance with your shouting.” A group of security stood behind the usher, ready to take action if things go awry.

“Get the fuck-”

“We’ll leave.” you said hastily. All eyes were on you and you’d never felt so embarrassed in your life. You grabbed onto Ryuu’s arm and harshly tugged him off of Ei-chan. “It’s partially my fault that he stormed up here and caused a disturbance. I’m so sorry.” You bowed a full 90 degrees. You then turned to Ei-chan who looked at you with sorrow. “Thank you for the tickets, Ei-chan. This has been the most fun I ever had, even if it was for a little bit. I’m sorry I ruined the night like this.”

Before Ei-chan could say anything, you bowed to him as well before dragging your boyfriend out of the building with accompanying security following the way. Once you two were outside, you bowed and apologized again for the disturbance. They waved you off, saying it wasn’t your fault and that Ryuu had charged into the building while security was distracted with something else. Your boyfriend remained silent.

You walked up to Ryuu who was facing the street and staring up at the sky. You looked at the cars passing by and loudly sighed.

“You wanna tell me what that was all about?”

Ryuu didn’t say anything. You glanced at him.

“I won’t be mad. I promise. So… could you please tell me why you’ve been acting so weird lately?”

You turned your attention back to the street as Ryuu still refused to say anything. You were starting to think questioning him was hopeless until… “Is he more fun than me?” His voice was quiet and timid, the complete opposite of the bass and tone that he usually has.

“W-What?”

“D-Do you… *sniff* do you like him more than me?”

You turned to Ryuu and saw a stream of tears fall and stain his cheeks. You’ve never seen your boyfriend cry before. Not at movies, not when cutting onions. To be honest, you didn’t think he could cry. He always seems so strong and arrogant. That was a selfish move on your part.

“What? No.” you denied gently. You grabbed his arms and moved him to face you. He whipped his head towards the street in an effort to cover up his tears, but it was too late. If it wasn’t for the sniffling and hard breathing, the opera house lights shined brightly down on you and Ryuu. So much so that you could see how red his eyes really were. Like he had been crying long before he stormed into the theatre. You didn’t notice inside though, but maybe that was because the lights were too dim to notice. Whatever the case, that didn’t matter now. Ryuu was crying his eyes out and it was your job to find out why. It was obvious from that spectacle inside that Ei-chan didn’t even know.

“Of course I don’t like Ei-chan more than you. What would make you think that?” you asked softly. Ryuu didn’t answer, his sobs only getting rougher. You softly grabbed his cheek and turned it so he could face you. “Ryuu, sweetheart. I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s wrong and you’re not helping yourself by keeping all your feelings bottled up like this. Please. Tell me why.”

If any outsider were to see this scene they’d think it was a parent talking to their child. That’s how soft and guiding you were being.

“B-Because… Because…!” Ryuu sputtered out, his face contorting in pain. “Because it’s so fucking obvious that’s how it is!” His face turned completely red and his voice turned harsher the harder he sobbed. “I’m not fucking blind!” he screamed, thrashing his hands, but you held onto with a strong grip as you listened to Ryuu pour out everything he had been feeling these past weeks.

“You’re always together! You’re always texting each other! You’re always going out with him and forgetting all about me! You don’t text. You don’t call. I rarely hear you say so much as two words to me before you start rambling off about some shit Eiji did or where that bastard took you! And he knew what he was doing too!! Going behind my back. Taking you places. Being near you all the time! That piece of shit…! He takes you to a romantic place… A place you’ve been dying to go to ever since you were a kid! He stabbed me in the back!”

You wanted to say something, but you waited until Ryuu was done. If there’s one thing you’ve learned from your friends in their psych classes is that when people become so emotionally broken down it’s best to not be the person who’s solution-oriented. Some people want to vent and not hear solutions or ‘i told you so’s. Ryuu spoke up again, this time softer than before.

“You were always smiling when you were with him. You had so many jokes and were teasing each other so much that I felt left out of the conversation. I felt left out… of my own relationship. So I thought… sniff I thought if I…” Another broken sob choked your boyfriend from continuing. That’s when it all started to make sense.

His change in cologne. His showy difference in clothes. His hypocritical ways he feels about piercings and accessories. His animated way of speaking. The stark contrast that he forced over his original personality. His hair…

How could you be so stupid to not see it before?

“So, you changed yourself to look, sound, and even become Ei-chan. Because you thought I liked that side of him more than you.”

Ryuu gasped and his lip quivered as his knees buckled. You tightly enveloped your sobbing boyfriend as you both crumbled to the ground. You felt your own eyes start to wet at the body wracking sobs Ryuu gave out and you felt as though a marble was in your throat. This was your fault. Well, technically everyone played a role in the events that led up to tonight. It was your fault for not spending time with your own boyfriend and making him feel as though he was being cheated on. It was Ei-chan’s fault for not telling his best friend that we’d be hanging out, making him think it was okay to do so because Ryuu never said anything. It was Ryuu’s fault for not saying how he was feeling and thinking that the only way to get your attention back was to change his personality. You delicately stroked Ryuu’s back and shushed him softly.

“Ryuu, what I’m about to say might sound overwhelming, but I think you need to hear this.” You took a deep breath. It was now your turn to be truthful. “I love you.” You felt Ryuu’s breathing go still, but you continued. “I love you so much that I don’t know what to do sometimes. I fell in love with you when we first met. I know you don’t believe in love at first sight and honestly, neither did I until I met you. At first I thought I fell in love with an emotionally-stunted asshole who only cared for himself, but when we started to talk more that’s when I found out you're quite the opposite. While on the outside you’re stubborn, brash, rude, and even sometimes mean, but on the inside you care about me. You listen to what I have to say even when I think you aren’t. I only told you once that I’ve always wanted to come here and you remembered. You remember crucial details about me even when I forget them myself. Even when we fight, you always apologize to me first and you’ve never given up on me no matter how many times I’ve walked away from you. You call and text me to see if I’m alright when a big event is coming up and you always know the fastest way to cheer me up. I think if given the choice between you and Ei-chan, I’d choose you every time.”

Ryuu’s cries had gone soft, only the occasional sniffling being the only sound to come from him.

“So, never EVER think you have to change for me because the Ryuu that I love is the same Ryuu I fell in love with when I first met you. Nothing, not even when you say things you don’t mean, will ever diminish my love for you.” You pulled away and wiped Ryuu’s stained cheeks and smiled. “Got it?”

Ryuu sniffled and chuckled weakly, sadly smiling. “You’re so fucking weird…” he chuckled, his voice rough from the crying. “But, yeah… I got it… I-I love you… too… You know that right?”

You smiled and patted his head. “Yeah, I know.” You kissed his nose and laughed at the red blush on his cheeks. He let out a long sigh.

“I can’t believe I did all this shit. The clothes and jewelry I don’t mind because I actually liked some of it, but I dyed my hair this stupid color. I embarrassed you and ruined your first-time experience at the opera house you’ve always wanted to go to. I’m such an idiot…”

You smiled. “There will be other experiences. There’s a whole lot of things I’ve always wanted to do and technically, I never got to see the end of the ballet so we’ll call it a semi-first-time experience. Also,” You stroked his hair, finally seeing all the bright yellow spots and light blues mixed in with the purple, “I kinda dig the purple hair.”

“R-Really?” Ryuu blushed, stroking the back of his neck. “Come on, you don’t gotta lie to me. It looks like shit. I was actually in the middle of doing it myself when I texted you saying we should go out for dinner. But when you told me you were coming here and freaking out about what to wear, I panicked and rushed to finish and it turned out this shitty. It’s not even pink…” he complained with a pout. You giggled at how cute and vulnerable your boyfriend was being. He’d normally never even tell you that he made a mistake or that he panicked. Ahh, how fast they grow up…

“I’m not lying. Have I ever told you what my favorite scent is?”

Ryuu shook his head no.

“It’s lavender. And your hair is the most perfect shade of lavender I’ve ever seen. It also reminds me of Ube mochi or Ube ice cream. Two of my favorite sweets! Maybe that’ll be your nickname. Ube-chan! That’s adorable!”

Ryuu blushed and widened his eyes, quickly standing up and crossing his arms. “N-No way! That’s a stupid nickname and it’s even stupider why I have it. And why are you talking like I’m keeping my hair like this?!” You laughed and rose to your feet too. “It was just a suggestion, sweetheart. I was only teasing~.” you giggled as you booped his nose. “Oh…” Ryuu whispered, blushing even more causing you to laugh harder.

“But I really mean it, Ryuu. If you really wanted I could fix the areas that have bleach spots and blue mixed in or I could help strip off as much color as possible before dyeing it back.”

Ryuu quirked his eyebrow at you. “You know how to dye hair?”

You nodded. “Yup. This one time in high school I once tried to dye my hair this awesome aquamarine color I saw on Pinterest, but I totally screwed it up and it ended up this burnt orangey color.”

Ryuu laughed. “How the hell did you manage that?”

Before you could tell him you noticed something in your peripheral vision and glanced to the side. It was Ei-chan. Standing at the doorway with a sorrowful expression. You don’t know how he’s been there but judging how he was shifting from side-to-side with a guilty look on his face you’d guess he saw and heard Ryuu’s confession. You looked up at Ryuu with a smile.

“I’ll tell you…, but first, I think you two should talk.” you said pointing towards the door. Ryuu looked in the direction and a nervous and guilty look formed on his face as Ei-chan walked towards the both of you.

Before your boyfriend could explain himself, Ei-chan threw himself onto Ryuu in a giant hug. Muffled cries could be heard from Ryuu’s shoulder where Ei-chan buried his head. And again, before Ryuu could say anything, Ei-chan began to spill.

“I’m sorwy Ry-chan! I’m sho sorwy!! I didn’t mean to take (Y/N) from you! Honest! I’ll never talk to them again just please!! Don’t stop being my friend!”

Ryuu immediately hugged Ei-chan back and the tears began to spill again, including from you. All this time… Because of Eyuu’s screaming the only thing Ei-chan heard was Ryuu saying that he had stabbed him in the back and that he was taking you from him. Ryuu hushed and whispered to Ei-chan for nearly an hour that he’d never stop being friends with him over this and apologized for cursing him out and getting aggressive with him.

Needless to say that no friendships were broken that night and that night became a fond and funny memory as the years flew by. Ryuu got to experience a lot of new firsts with you and Ei-chan still remains a reliable friend to both of you to this day. Unbeknownst to you, that for your upcoming anniversary Ryuu has been saving up money to take you back to Royal 99 Opera House and continue your first-time experience. This time with your boyfriend.

a/n: damn, this was a long one. thank you so much for the request! please look forward to more scenarios being uploaded. my socials are linked below if want to check out my other stuff.

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kimbureh · 10 months

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TBB's Crosshair & shame, fear, inferiority complex

having finally watched The Bad Batch Season 1 in its entirety, it's fascinating to see Crosshair's character development cuz he is exactly the type of person who would be seduced by fascist propaganda such as the Empire's. And I ache for him so much.

He is vulnerable to the Empire's ideology because out of the five Batchers, Crosshair's actions are the most driven by shame, fear, and a deep inferiority complex.

In retrospect it seems obvious to me that his character arc in TBB was at least roughly mapped out by the time he was first introduced in Clone Wars The Final Season, because none of the other Batchers would make such an easy target for the Empire.

But lets reverse engineer the plot as if you had to pick the one Bad Batcher to be affected by the inhibitor chip for a compelling story. Which Batcher do you pick for maximum impact, and why?

Ironically, the next best option, for me, is Wrecker, and they did a speedrun for this scenario in the series. Wrecker is an interesting case, because he is in many ways the exact opposite to Crosshair.

The three characteristics that make Crosshair especially susceptible for the Empire's propaganda are, as mentioned, his shame, fear, and a deep inferiority complex. Wrecker isn't ruled by these things the way Crosshair is. Yes, he is scared, and quite frequently so. But Wrecker is not ashamed to admit his fear in front of his team mates and trusts they won't look down on him. Wrecker isn't ashamed of his emotions and shortcomings, at least not to the same degree as Crosshair is. I think all Batchers carry a considerable load of shame being treated as and seeing themselves as defective, but Crosshair is affected by this mindset the most.

Which is why Crosshair all but jumps on the idea of serving a purpose under the Empire, especially once his old old purpose under the Republic becomes obsolete. He cannot bear the idea that he might be deemed useless, he cannot endure the uncertainty that comes with finding a purpose on his own. And doesn't the Empire have a neat antidote for that? Crosshair is not stupid, he is aware that the Empire doesn't respect him as a Clone, but this is about survival. Given that I don't have watched Season 2 yet (please no spoilers), I can only assume it was Crosshair's worst nightmare to be ruled by the inhibitor chip and be abandoned the only people in the galaxy he thought he could truly trust. And his trust isn't earned easily.

Wrecker's arc when he was ruled by the inhibitor chip showed how a person can deal with the shame of lashing out and hurting loved ones. His arc is, again, a speedrun of Crosshair's, at least thematically. Crosshair has to become more like Wrecker in order to overcome his inner struggle and complete his arc, which is why I see with delight how the writers have subtly set in place this unique relationship despite Hunter being the main focal point of Crosshair's character development. Things like, Crosshair allowing himself to cry (!) in front of Wrecker at the armory. Crosshair and Wrecker bunking next to each other. Wrecker being the first to admit he misses Crosshair. Wrecker asking Crosshair to come back twice in the season finale. And in Clone Wars, there's the friendly rivalry both seem to thrive in. I just love them, your honor (all of them).

#the bad batch #bad batch #crosshair #tbb crosshair #clone force 99 #tbb wrecker #tbb hunter #star wars #star wars the bad batch #yeah i know i am late to the party and everyone else has already watched season 2 #but if u gotta meta u gotta meta #still not sure if i believe crosshair about the removal of the inhibitor chip but it's more compelling if it's true #tbb meta

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medicon · 1 year

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Knockout x carjacker!reader who saw him at a race one time and wanted the sweet-looking car and was not prepared for the car to more or less kidnap them instead (idk I just think it'd be funny if the bots and cons met humans bc the humans tried to steal them lol)

i had so much fun writing this, ty for requesting!

turbo hell, literally. | knockout x reader.

“Come on, come on, come on…” You stole a few nervous glances behind you. This was a bad idea. A terrible idea. The most awful, atrocious, stupidest decision you’d made today. Your fingers worked feverishly, nearly shaking with adrenaline. The rush was why you were addicted to stuff like this, it was a high that you were obsessed with. And hey, if you got a sweet ride out of it, that was great too.

You’d seen this car once before, at a street race your friend dragged you to. It was a beauty. Sleek and polished red paint, gold rims, probably a hot owner. And since they illegally street raced, you could always blackmail them into not pressing charges if you were caught.

The engine roared to life. Your hotwiring was a success. You yanked on the door handle and swung it open, thankful that you picked the lock ahead of time. The cushioned seats felt comfortable, but the interior looked far different than you expected. The owner must have done some major upgrades at some point. Your hands grasped the steering wheel, mentally preparing yourself to actually steal something this big.

The car abruptly lurched forwards, nearly giving you whiplash. A familiar ‘click’ signaled the doors locking, and the seat belt you’d conveniently forgotten to put on was wrapped around you in less than a second. You cursed, more confused about what was going on than why. The car didn’t stop speeding up, even after you attempted jamming your foot down on the brakes.

You tried the door handle. Stupid move, considering it was locked, but you were becoming slightly concerned with this situation you were in. “Is this a remote controlled car!? Let me go!”

You hit the door hard as the car swerved around a turn far faster than it should have. You attempted to unbuckle yourself, but that didn’t work either. The familiar feeling of panic began to grow in your chest. What was this thing? Somehow you had found the one demon possessed car in all of Nevada.

Another turn, more accelerating. The car pulled into an empty parking lot, and began driving towards a storefront at a speed you were definitely not comfortable with. Welp, this was it. Might as well start ugly crying and speedrun writing your last will and testament. Maybe they would name a scientific discovery after you.

Your stomach churned as the automobile did a 180, and you tried your best to not lose your lunch. This car was obviously not happy with you. But what did you do to deserve this? Besides, you know, hotwiring and trying to steal it. That was practically harmless, though. Maybe the car had feelings, maybe it was some new AI program.

“Hey-” The car careened around the curb as it left the parking lot. “Hey!!”

You frantically pulled at the seat belt again, hoping it would let you out of its death grip. “I don’t know what you are, but let me go!”

It didn’t listen. Instead, it did another 180 and barreled down another street. You weren’t sure what you expected. Your metal prison seemed to be closing in on you, and you suddenly felt very claustrophobic. This would be fine, you told yourself. You’d just be stuck in literal turbo hell for the next 3 years of your life to pay for your sins. Maybe this was the devil’s sports car he used to attend meetings with all the political leaders.

“Listen! I’m sorry for trying to steal your car! Or you- I don’t know what to say right now,” The car didn’t respond. You let out a half panicked, half exasperated sigh. “Please! I won’t do it again. I just couldn’t resist a ride in such a beautiful car. I swear, it was a mistake!”

Jackpot. The car slowed down a bit, and a wave of relief passed over you. Evidently, repenting was at least a temporary solution. As the automobile pulled up to the sidewalk, the seat belt retracted. The door unlocked and swung open. Clear invitation to leave. As your shaky legs found their way to solid ground again, you realized you’d never been more eager to leave a vehicle. You resisted the urge to collapse and thank the Earth for not suddenly taking you on a death road trip.

“Hey kid,” You jerked your head back up, astonished. The car was talking. Did you accidentally do drugs?

“Uh.. yes? ... Sir?” You added the last part to be polite. If this was the devil’s sports car, maybe he’d be nice when you ended up in hell one day.

“Next time, wash your shoes off. Oh, and be glad you didn’t have any crumbs on you. Ugh, those take so long to clean out…”

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ghostly-hitch-hiker · 1 year

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Merry chrism. Here are a few pages of DPxDC doodles. The first page is a scene and a bunch of sketches from my fic Speedrunning Puberty. The little gem necklaces are gifts of ectoplasmic ice that Danny gave to Jazz, Sam, and Tucker. Possibly to be used like stones of far speech. More likely to be used like shared mood necklaces. They help Danny protect them.

The pinball Wizard is a cover mock-up for chapter 3 of Speedrunning puberty

The Red Hood and Danny page is Red Hood and Danny meeting and then Danny very dramatically falling backwards off the roof to escape further interrogation. Jason is not convinced that Danny isn’t secretly Dick. He has the mullet. He has the puns. He has the stupid exit strategy.

Last page is just fun Sam and Jazz doodles. I really like the idea of Sam and Jazz both being magic users in DPxDC crossovers, and I might fit it into Speedrunning Puberty that they are. Also I think Sam and Zatanna should be friends.

#dp x dc #danny phantom #dc x dp #aged up danny #jazz fenton #speedrunning puberty #danny fenton #sam manson #dick grayson #red hood #Jason Todd

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cathedralforlosers · 27 days

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woe freerun doodles be upon ye. (including notes)

^ these are from a stupid comic idea i'll purrobably n ever finish but it's essentially the post that's like "imagine if the bootboys cut off feetmans rat tail" and i was like "yes. now imagine if it was freerun-"

v these are just freeruns i have lying around.

personal freerun notes below if they interest you *jingles my keys at you*

this is just my personal personification of my own half life speedruns. i think it'd be funny if everyone had their own unique design so the freeruns could fist fight when someone gets a better time than them.

• Is aware that he is in a game. he's here for a fun time, not a long time.

• ^cause of this, he's capable of abusing game mechanics, like object boosting, bunnyhopping, fucking with the fps- yada yada

• Has quick save and quick load abilities (heavily nerfed in the freemanverse)

• Hard of hearing. extreme tinnitus. He can, and WILL talk, and knows how to read lips, but knows LSM for emergencies

• Has memorized map triggers, med stations, and ammo/weapon locations

• Bunny hopping looks like normal ass sprinting from others pov, but he's like ABNORMALLY fast and it's really weird to watch him disappear down a long hall way in under 2 seconds

• really anything he does that's game breaking looks super weird. he looks like a damn cartoon character running around

• ADHD up the wazzoo

• like how feetman loses his arm. and i hc freemind lost his eye, at the end of chp9 freerun gets his damn ponytail cut off. every time.

• ^used to lose his hearing aids too, but going through the game enough times he learned to pocket them before getting jumped.

#freemanverse #submit to my half life freerun mind #gordon freerun is my special man and i love him #gordon freerun #he's basically an oc now....#my art

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Descending into Double Life Insanity here I gooooo:

And immediately Scar and Bdubs continue the tradition of watching someone do their intro and heckling Etho for his terrible upload schedule (yet another strong techno vibe). ETHO’S JEALOUS THAT HE DIDNT GET BDUBS LOL The disappointment from BOTH OF THEM. Joel didn’t even need to say it. Incredible. And of course Etho immediately tries to figure out the loopholes in the shared damage / slight kickback. PERFECT CUTOUT SCREAM. TANGO DIED?!?? LOL. and is that how the ranchers found each other? Their mischievous shenanigans… truly a pair. “EEFO! CAREFUL” the first of many. JOEL DIED BY BREAKING THE BOAT?!? THE ENDERMAN?? AGAIN??? SECOND TO TANGO??? IN THE FIRST EPISODE??? LOOOOOL HIS CRINGEFAIL LOSER STREAK CONTINUES. Why didn’t they eat. They’re both so stupid omg. Huh is this the origin of Boat Boys. There’s absolutely no way that Scar doesn’t know. He’s gotta be trolling Grian. Bro is too tired to craft a fishing rod. He actually led the pillagers to bdubs. Omg. That was so chaotic.

Why is Joel wearing Etho’s face. Why. Etho and his extremely flammable bases. Why. Divorce Quartet is so toxic omg. And Bdubs and Impulse sowing seeds of doubt, doing to Etho what he tried to do to them. Etho with his insane eye for eye punishment. “Just a little bit short, just like in real life” WARDEN??? Everyone must have been watching the achievements and going wild. I cannot believe they put the enchanter down there. Everyone flees with extra flee while Impulse and Etho are just CHILLING. IMPULSE AND ETHO HAVE PLOT ARMOR!!! Omg what a lovely boat. THE RELATION-SHIP?!? LOOOL. The etho face actually coming in clutch. Gossip girls omg. AND THEY ARE BACK ON THEIR PILLAGER BULLSHIT. How did Joel not see Pearl right there. Pearl is such a crazy ex holy shit.

“I’m going to do a little bit of resource gathering” say Impulse right as Etho and Joel waterfalls away having already mined all of it. Voice prox setting off the shriekers is actually so good. Tango… wool and nametag?? Is he going to bring the warden up? And also look at Boat Boys pysching out Jimmy. Desertduo falling apart at the seams. Joel is so ride or die with Etho’s crazy ideas. Cleo and Martyn yikes. And Boat boys bullying Jimmy again. How does Etho always follow along with Scar’s shenanigans. Look at them heckling Bdubs. Pearl is CRAZY. Babysitting went so well. “He took me to a bad place….” With all the arrows. ALL THAT DIGGING WITH THAT DISTRACTION AND LIKE HALF THE SERVER AND THEY DIDNT EVEN FIND IT. MOLES INDEED. “How about I sell you some sugarcane, Joel I will sell yOU SOME SUGARCANE” as he finds it. Truly a watcher voice moment right there. LOL. JOEL’S INVENTORY WAS FULL HAHAHAAH. That whole thing was such a circus! And then Tango’s Warden. Of course Joel shoots it and is cowering from it on a tower. And of course everyone gathers round to punch desertduo into the Warden’s waters. That was fucking wild.

They are fishing the warden??? They’re nuts. Joel-Grian-Etho standoff LOL. Fishing shenanigans never fails to be utterly hilarious. And Grian stuck the landing!!!! That was pretty cool. THE WARDEN FLEW SO HIGH AND LANDED RIGHT AMONG THEM OH MY GOD. AND IT DIED FROM FALL DAMAGE??? HAHAHAAH. THE SHEER PANIC AND GRIEF. Omg I thought they were going to die there. Etho with the clutch save but also with the bad ideas. “It’s good to be lit as the children say.” “You are hip and trendy and down with those kids.” “Don’t patronize me, you 35-year old man.” “I’M 29!!” Of course Scar stole the enchanter. Why does he keep doing that. What was that Etho growl before the chain fishing. Of course Joel dies; what did they expect. THE FIRST RED MURDER!!! Rip Scott. He was disappointed but not surprised; even set his spawn LOL. The moment Joel goes red he’s speedrunning unhingedness. He’s bloodthirsted killed Pearl just like how Pearl killed him in Last Life. Rip Scott indeed. And then it happens again LOL. And of course they get double poisoned. Etho saving their gear and their lives there. Joel goes for Scar and Etho for Grian. They are SO scared. Scar back on his enchanter bs. Scar keeping quiet because his pandas lives hang in the balance. When Joel goes all high pitched HAHAHA The way Scott Cleo and Joel all turn and look at Etho like he’s the only one that can understand what’s going on with Bdubs and his horse breeding!!! The moment Tango has access to the enchanter and Boat Boys and basically everyone is so down to murder the Ranchers!!! Nothing beats Voice prox mod when someone is falling or ascending. That was a pretty cool clutch from Scar. Grian keeps using end of the session for his advantage lol. HE KILLED JIMMY!!!

REN WHAT ARE YOU DOING. Boat boys in sync as they both shoot the TNT minecart; Etho breaks it and Joel picks it up.

LOL Bro blowing up all those pandas was horrifying omg. THE ENCHANTER WAS IN THE CHEST THE ENTIRE TIME. IT WAS JUST HIDDEN UNDER ONE BLOCK. THEY COULD HAVE ACCIDENTALLY BLOWN IT UP. Etho what you saying. You’re comparing Joel to a Tiger??? Bro his ego will never be the same again. What have you done. Grian is definitely a distraction and a lure. WHAT IS THAT FACE. WHAT.

Tango and Jimmy come crawling back HAHAH. Etho condescending to them about water elevators Desert duo cowering from the reds and then the zombie gets them. LOL. AND THEN A CREEPER ENDERMEN GETS JIMMY LOOOOOL. OH MY GOD. The Red Army actually got them. ETHO BARELY SET THE TNT TRAP, THE MOST OBVIOUS TRAP IN THE WORLD, BEFORE SCAR IS BRIDGING OVER TO STEAL IT. I HAD THOUGHT IT WAS SITTING THERE LONG ENOUGH THAT NO ONE WAS SCARED OF IT BUT NO. NOT EVEN A MINUTE GOES BY AND SCAR JUST GETS HIMSELF BLOWN UP. HAHAHAHAA. Joel is so happy that a trap worked first try. Jellie in a backpack is adorable though. Grian is just accepting of his fate; he’s done. (Why are we here, just to suffer) What is that whole conversation with Impulse and Bdubs. They’re so weird. Fire spreads real fast on this server huh. “The ship burns everything burns”. Boat boys just egging each other on. That long look at Box earlier was just perfect foreshadowing. OH MY GOD ETHO NEARLY DIED BUT REN GOT IT!!! That’s so many deaths in one episode. Oh Scar absolutely burned it down, look at him hiding behind Grian. Scar literally hurt himself IRL out of indignation over the enchanter.

“Honey I’m home!” ETHO. Joel LOTR nerd. Ah yes Grian with the same idea as Etho with the bubblevator tnt. But this time he said it louder so they did it and probably didn’t work since Joel did it. Scar third wheeling Boat boys and all of them then heckling Grian as he sets up the sculk sensor trap. At least he redeems himself by setting off the tnt trap intentionally. Etho aiming his crossbow right at Scott and him being unaware until he turns around, along with all the frantic whispering due to the warden, is such a classic movie scene. Joel is SO concerned and guides Etho out with the sound of his voice LOL. He did choose Joel’s water over Bdubs’ ladders but the water ran out. Rip Pearl. What is this polycule. Wait did Bdubs and Impulse really trap the portal? Doesn’t seem like their style. And given the smooth stone + dirt it kinda seemed like their portal linked up with another one. Huh. THEIR BEDS WERE TOGETHER LOL. Ah yeah they figured it out too. Omg if the ship burns everything burns. Including them.

This series was so fast-paced and dramatic! The pairs really brought out something within each other. It's always great to see laidback people go feral on red. And all the jokes about "welp guess I'll just die" because their partner was doing something dangerous NEVER gets old. Truly the stuff of fanart and fanfiction. Grian must have been scrolling too much on Twitter when he decide to go through with this idea.

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people are joking that musk "speedrunning lowtax" because he's kicking around the idea of charging everyone to use the site, and this is a something awful callback (you had to pay a one-time fee of $10 to post there)

this joke comes around every so often, but the similarities are seriously very strange. the turbulent relationships with the mothers of their children. the boxing match stuff. becoming the main character of your own website. draining your life's wealth into a dying forum social media website for clout as an end in itself, before reselling it at a pithy price because you ruined it. the only differences so far is that musk hasn't buckled and sold yet, and has some fanboys. contrast to lowtax, who pretty much everyone hated. and musk is still alive, of course.

the internet doesn't just make you stupid, it makes you lose your mind entirely.

if lowtax/SA was a bit before your time online, here's a primer. it's uncanny, huh?

#i've seen this movie before and i already know the ending

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So I've been thinking about my criticism of Mal and the way her character was handled, and what really sticks out to me is how easy it is to fix. Just a few simple changes and she'd have been okay. At the very least meh! So I'm gonna share some ideas I have on how her hacked up character could have been made not terrible.

I could start with Descendants 3, as that's the one I have the biggest gripes with, but honestly the issues start in the second movie. In an unnecessarily avoidable way. See, the whole conflict of the movie happens because Mal decides to go back to the isle in a complete overreaction. I could just say that Mal should have just... talked to her friends and boyfriend rather than leaving on a whim over being stressed, but that ignores the actual problem. Mal being so overwhelmed isn't written as a genuine conflict, it only exists because the writers needed her to go back to the isle so Uma can kidnap Ben once he follows after her. And the only reason she does this is because Ben didn't follow through on his declaration beyond the first four kids. It's a plot contrivance. So rather than erasing the whole second movie...

Have characters remark on Mal not being princessly enough. Like- at all. The only person who actually seems to think Mal isn't handling this well is Mal herself. And that's seemingly only because she's using magic. So have big important Auradonians behave the way Audrey and Chad did in the first movie. Have them be like queen Leah, assuming the worst just because of who her parents are. Even an implication would be better than what we have right now. Give her actual reasons to feel like she'll never belong in Auradon, because everyone feels like they don't belong at one point in their lives. That's no reason to abandon literally all of her loved ones forever.

Now that we're done fixing Mal's character in the second movie with one small change, let's get to the final boss of her character assassination: Descendants 3. A true speedrun, I know. There is... so much wrong with this movie. Just so much. I won't go into the nitty gritty and keep it to the bigger strokes of stupidity, starting with the easiest thing that would make Mal so much less insufferable in this stupid movie. Mal should not have suggested closing the barrier. In my post about her I think I did a good job at outlining just how many other solutions there were to this non-problem, but honestly it's not even an issue. Hades didn't even get out, and I would like to point out that they get on and off the isle with no problem within this very movie. They start the movie on the isle, and they got on no issue. In the first movie the villains get the message about the kids going to Auradon, and since there's no wifi it must've been delivered. Then the kids get taken off the isle. No trouble at all, and that's with only that chauffeur. No guards, no guns trained at people's faces, nothing. Things don't go perfectly once and Mal's first thought is close the whole thing down? Yeah, no, that's so fucking dumb I don't even wanna argue with this. Mal is being a massive bitch to solve a problem that doesn't even exist, and it's stupid. Just a contrived way to get Mal alone for the dRaMa. The way to fix it is to just erase this entire conflict because it's stupid.

If you insist on keeping it in... Mal should not lie to literally everyone in her life except Ben. And they should not forgive her that easily. Even after the big battle is done her friends should, at the very least, continue giving her the cold shoulder. One apology is not gonna fix the fact that she lied continuously for purely selfish reasons. There is no big noble goal that made her do this, she very explicitly wanted to keep her own happily ever after with no regard as to the many lives she was ruining in the process. And she only lied about it because she knew her friends would be mad about it. If she thought it was a defendable decision, she'd be defending it, but no. This implies that her reasoning is bullshit, but she's doing it anyways because it's the most effective way of ensuring her own happiness. Not the only way, just the one with the most certain outcome.

Lastly, Mal should not just bring down the entire barrier. As much as I bitch about her stupid solution to a non-issue, the isle is still filled with vengeful evil villains. The message of the movie is, supposedly, that anyone can be evil, but this utterly fails due to multiple reasons that I may detail in a separate post. The most the movie should've led to is Auradon bringing a few lesser villains back over, but the big bads? They're there for a reason, and they should not be given the opportunity to hurt even more people. People aren't born evil, but once you choose to be there's gotta be some consequences. Pendulum swinging because of exactly one instance is wrong and stupid and stupid and wrong, because you should base your decisions on the rule, not the exception.

So yeah those are some quick fixes to the most glaring issues with this series that would've made Mal less of a frustrating mess. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

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