Jack: This is not coffee. This is twenty bottles of five-hour energy and four cans of Monster mixed with cocoa powder.
Jack: I'm pretty sure my heart stopped beating two hours ago.
no, but you see, I don’t care that the way I wrote the ship isn’t technically canon. I don’t care that I changed the dynamic slightly to make it funnier. I don’t care that character a is supposed to be protecting character b and not the other way around. I don’t care that I gave them more fluff than their story probably needed, because dammit, they deserved the happy ending. I don’t care that their relationship is borderline codependent in all the best ways. I will write it that way, because I know that there’s an audience that wants to see the same things I do, and I will continue to write it this incorrect way, so help me god, and there’s nothing. you. can. do. to. stop. me.
sprace is at its worst if you assume spot really is a cold hearted stoic badass and it isn't an act at all and you also assume race is just a silly goofy little guy without there being anything underneath. and sprace is at its best when you understand that race is a very smart and extremely conniving little mastermind who just knows the best mask is being silly and goofy so people look the other way, and you also understand that spot is a very caring person who would do absolutely anything for the people he loves and he just accomplishes that by seeming unbreakable so that nobody ever doubts he can do it
I see your ADHD Race, your ODC Davey, your autistic Albert. And I raise you OCD Race.
Due to misrepresentation and the stereotypes of OCD I haven't seen this ever, but I need to.
Race who always needs things to be even, who used to have concerning fits of 'violence' as a kid where he would slam himself again walls, kick things, punch stuff until both sides of his body felt even. Who had to go to hospital with a broken nose because he just had to keep punching it.
Race who has rules revolving around keeping people safe (OCD is having a bad scary thought and doing an action to make it go away as a base summary) and cries whenever Jack pulls him away from drumming his fingers against the table or running laps around the room because he's being annoying or scaring people and screaming that he doesn't want everyone to get sick and die
Race who swings like a pendulum between thinking that he's insane and being convinced that everyone thinks this way -he's the one who can't take it and struggles
Race who doesn't give a shit about how clean his room is and is very rarely afraid of dirty things because that isn't what OCD is
Race who lies in his bed for hours in the morning and bawls because he wants to get up but he can't because he wants his friends to live
bonus points for Dasher crawling in with him and Race holding his son close as he sobs because he is so breakable he can't risk it
Race who only ran because when he was walking anywhere he would get the thought that something was chasing him or that the world was ending and he wouldn't be safe until he got home and was able to stop.
Race who got his name because of it because he was running through manhattan as fast as he could because he wanted to be safe but the world was ending
btw i know i switched his and spot’s color palettes for their costumes but i’m basing it off of what my school did bcs honestly?? Race kinda kills in red
oh, I’m sorry, but I can’t hear you over the sound of the intense eye contact that’s happening over the third grade level insults that if said by a straight couple would be seen as playground banter and the extreme posturing and the smug smirks and oh my god why the fuck are you looking at their lips my dude
but yeah, maybe you’re right, maybe it’s me, that’s my bad
Spot: This food is too hot... I cant eat it.
Race: You’re very hot, and I still eat you.
Everyone at the table: *silence*
Jack: YOU GUYS ARE DISGUSTING!
Davey : One dinner... I just want ONE DINNER!