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mesopotamism · 4 months ago

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Carve (Choi Su Bong AKA Thanos x Reader)

You never expected to see him again – but if it had to happen, you never expected it to be here. (PREVIOUS FRIENDS -> STRANGERS/ONE-SIDED ENEMIES -> FRIENDS AGAIN -> LOVERS)

tw: mentions of blood, a knife, hospitals, references to mental illness, mentions of psychiatric care, mentions of non prescription meds LOL, metaphor of an injury, it’s set in squid games so that is kinda expected.

(WHERE ARE MY FREAK NASTY TOUCH STARVED BITCHES. MENTALLY ILL POS DRUGGIE LOVERS RISEEEEE)

Chapter 1: 2.6k words

The stinging, antibacterial smell of tile was something you were all too used to. You couldn’t even find it in you to feel surprised, at first, waking up in that godforsaken room; encased by beds all around you, the walls a white and green pattern that was far too cheerful for the situation.

Even here, with all these other losers, you scoffed at their stupidity as they stood, looking around in shock. Anyone who thought that signing up for an undisclosed game for money was going to put them in a safe situation is deluded, you thought. Anyone who didn’t feel a sense of dread upon seeing the gray van pull up to the meeting point, in the dark, alone, their breath freezing in the air…was an idiot.

The same numb feeling encased you now, seeing that your clothes had been stripped of you and replaced, along with your belongings, as it had encased you when you saw the narcoleptic gas billowing from the car vents last night. Maybe it was the all-too-sterile environment around you that comforted you, knowing that blood had been spilt already, and you would not be the first. All in all; you weren’t surprised by anything that had happened in the last 24 hours. Playing stupid games, winning stupid prizes, it all didn’t matter when the only other alternative was to end it all.

Curiosity pricked your mind, however, when personnel emerged, wearing masks, each adorned with a shape. The shapes differed – some had a triangle, some a square – but all of them wore the same, uniform, pink tracksuit.

You climbed down from the bunk bed, eyes squinting from the light bouncing intensely off the bright white and green walls. You knew you should focus on the personnel, but their pink clothes hurt your eyes the worst. Everything was in too much color.

“Hello, everyone, and welcome,” the front guard, wearing a square mask, began. As he tried to begin, shouts of dissent erupted from the crowd.

“Hey, where are my clothes?”

“Did you drug us? In that van?!”

“Where are our phones? I need to text my parents - they don’t know I’m here…”

If you have a family, why be here? Why resort to something as hopeless as this? You thought. You focused on the ground, trying to avoid the color bursting from around you - but even your sneakers were squeaky white and clean.

Out of the sea of people, a complaint stood out to you from them all.

“What about my shoes? Those were limited fucking edition!”

For the first time, from the time you were smacked in the face by a man in a suit who offered you money to play a children’s game, to being drugged in a van and waking up in this sterile bell-jar, a shudder of shock ran down your body, freezing to the bottom of your spine.

“All of your belongings are being kept safely. They will be returned to you once the games are over.”

“And what if something happens to them, huh?! You gonna pay for them?”

“Like I said, all belongings, including clothes, shoes, electronics, and anything else, will be returned after the games.”

“You motherf—”

The screen above the guard flashed to life, showing a video clip of that violet-haired idiot staring at the screen with challenge flashing in his eyes, taking a hit from his blue and yellow vape.

It really was him.

“--Player 230, Choi Su-Bong, debt of 1.9 billion won.”

Your shock had faded slightly from that point, and resignation had taken its place. It was unlikely to see him here, but yes – very like him to do. That fucking idiot.

“Kim Hyun Ju, debt of 1.2 billion won. Kang Mi-na, debt of 850 million won.”

As the guard continued to name and berate each person who had spoken up, you turned your head in the direction of where that idiots’ shout had come from.

A shock of violet carved into your vision through the sea of brown and black hair. You couldn’t help it - you stared. Even after being humiliated, his eyebrows raised sharply in challenge, his lips somewhere between a pout and a grimace, like a petulant child. His hand messed absently with the zipper at the top of his green tracksuit, and – as if the amount of color wasn’t enough – his nails were painted an array of bright colors.

You studied his hand as it twitched absently on the zipper. You could recognize his hands just as easily as his face. They were hard to miss, as he never talked without waving them around in ridiculous, emphatic expressions, or without holding a substance to his mouth. The vein that trailed up the back of his right hand disappeared into the green cuff of his jacket, and you knew – you could picture – where it continued to go, and where it ended, under the fabric.

His hand stilled. You shifted your gaze back up to his face, to find him looking back at you.

You fixed your expression into one of indifference as fast as possible, but you knew your eyes had given you away. You turned your eyes back to the front as naturally as possible, forcing your neck to slow the movement and appear natural. Your heart rate raised slightly, and you knew Su-bong too well to doubt that his eyes were definitely burning through the back of your head.

The guard began to talk about the games themselves, drawing your attention back to the front. The guards ordered people into lines to sign the consent forms, and you shifted idly to your right to suit a line. As you crept up to the front, you saw out of the corner of your eye the same unkempt violet hair swaggering to the front of the line, as player 124 grabbed player 333 by the shoulder next to him.

“The amazing Myung-gi from MG Coin? Right?” 124 spoke.

“...Who are you?” you heard 333 ask him nervously.

“You may not know me, but I know you, MG Coin,” Thanos spoke up. “I was subscribed to your channel.”

You can see Su-Bong shift closer to 333, who backs nervously away by a step.

“And I lost a shitload of money, asshole,” Thanos’ voice drops as he sidles closer to 333.

“As did I,” 124 chimed in.

You couldn’t help but have the edge of your mouth quirk up a bit. It made complete sense that Thanos would lose everything to something as brainless as a crypto scam. At least he wasn’t the only one – his new groupie was now eyeing the scammer with the same predatory smile.

“...You’ve got the wrong person,” 333 responded unconvincingly, trying to walk past them. Thanos pressed a large hand firmly to 333’s shoulder, holding him in place.

Good fucking luck, dude, you thought out to the scammer – player 333. Not only was he the smallest of the three, but it was clear from Su-bong’s body language that he was still as apt to pick a fight as he used to be. In highschool and college, he only ever won fights more than half the time – and usually, that had been from enlisting more groupies, as player 124 had turned into now – but whether he lost or won, he never lost the pettiness and gall needed to elicit one.

“I watched your content all day, every day,” Thanos continued. “Now I even see you in my dreams, motherfucker.”

He set his elbow on 124’s shoulder.

“Your name is Nam-su, right?”

“-Gyu, Nam-gyu, remember? From Club Pentagon.”

“Ah, right, right,” Su-bong responded airily.

You jerked your attention from them, read the consent form diligently, and quickly marked your name. Forcing your head away from the child’s fight Thanos was picking, you hung at the back of the room, waiting for new directions. You thought about how he had met your eyes earlier, and couldn’t help the stab of bitterness you felt that he hadn’t indicated his recognition since.

You took a deep breath of the sterilized air, and closed your eyes. For a second, you were happy to imagine yourself back between those white walls, the beeping of machines, the creak of those old hospital doors opening and shutting. When you wiggled your toes, you could almost imagine the feel of the tile on your sock-clad feet. The only sort of freedom you got in a place like that – to walk around in just socks.

“Señorita, excuse me,”

Your head snapped up, meeting his eyes. Close. He was so colorful, and so close. He raised his hands to his chest, pressing his palms against himself.

“Not gonna say hi?”

“You didn’t,” you reply as evenly as possible. He hadn’t really done anything, and he already felt like a thorn lodged under your skin.

He scoffed, switching back to Korean, his voice taking on his usual air of petulance.

“Hey, you saw me first. You were watching me pretty hard…” he dipped his voice, and you made yourself stay still as he leaned closer. The scent of his body hit you like a ton of bricks, carved through you like glass. Just how it used to be. The faint, sour scent of man-made stimulants and hallucinogens. A cologne far too macho and expensive for his style, or his bank account. Coupled with the perfumed smell of hair product, he travelled coolly through your sinuses, filling your head with the heady scent of him, him, him.

“It’s hard to miss you with that nauseating fucking dye job,” you say bitterly, and he laughs.

“Wow, so mean,” he says, clutching his chest and bending his knees so his face is level with yours. “You’re not still hung up on-”

“--Attention, players. Please line up and follow the path into the hallway as marked. Player identity photos will be taken before the first game begins.”

You brush past him, clipping him with your shoulder as you do so. You hear player 124 ask him a question, but if Thanos responds, you don’t hear. You file into the middle of the line, away from the way he overwhelmed every sense you had.

…….

The hallways were even worse than the dorm. You reminded yourself to feel grateful for the white linoleum when you went back later as you messed with the end of your braid. As you observed everyone lining up to take their photos in a line of booths, commotion and grumblings of discomfort arised from over your right shoulder. You turned your head to see Thanos and Nam-gyu pushing their way ahead in line.

He stopped when he pushed far enough to be in line with you, rolling his shoulders back as he swaggered. You saw him look at you from your periphery – you could even see his jaw work and roll. God knows how much dental work he’s gotten from substance abuse at this point. His underbite was definitely slightly worse than you remember. You ignored his gaze.

“What’s going on with you? No hello for your old frie-”

A lanky, sharp-featured man appeared from a line over from Su-bong, peeking over his shoulder.

“You’re Thanos, the rapper,” the man said lowly. Thanos looked him up and down in surprise.

“Oh, shit!” the man said in surprise, bursting into one of Thanos’ verses. He pointed at Thanos knowingly. “The runner up from the Rap Battleground Final!”

Thanos’ expression turned to face forward, closing off from you. As everyone shuffled forward in line, you stole a glance at him. His expression was pained, distant.

The man persisted. “I’m Gyeong-su, big fan. I’ve been to several of your concerts, please take a picture with me…” the man begged quickly as Thanos started to step towards the photo booth. Many other people felt comfortable approaching after Gyeong-su had, and they chimed in.

“Me too!”

“Me too, please!”

It didn’t take any sort of feat to see the way Su-bong’s expression brightened with confidence and ego, but it made your heart twist all the same, seeing him try to fix his face and pretend to be irritated by their request instead of elated. It reminded you of who he was before, when he’d been himself, not this caricature of Su-Bong – Thanos – standing before you.

Nevertheless, nostalgia hit you seeing him not-so-humbly accept a photo with the players, and you felt faint surprise at how many people continued to push past you to join in, even more that young adults still remembered who this washed-up rapper was.

Suddenly, Su-bong’s head turned, his cool brown eyes meeting yours. He extracted his hand from the herd of crowded bodies, beckoning towards you with two fingers curling towards himself. He jerked his head to the space next to him.

“Hey, I don’t mind having one more person.”

You raised your eyebrow in slight offense.

“Come on,” he encouraged again in English, turning his fingers up and back to the floor, as if he expected you to comply with ease.

A ding sounded from in front of you, and you released the end of your braid, turning to see a guard beckoning you in to take your photo. You rolled your eyes at Thanos’ offer and walked into the booth, missing his slightly deflated expression. As you emerged a moment later, you caught the end of 124 ushering the other players away from the rejected photo, just soon enough to catch Thanos raising his hands to flip off the camera. The way his lip curled was so reminiscent of his stage mannerisms, you had to look away.

Was it bad, you thought to yourself, that he was throwing you off more than the scent of antibacterial liquid masking blood had in that dormitory? That his voice set you more at unease than the modulated ones behind masks? Or was it simply your body adjusting to the whiplash that was experiencing someone again that once had been normal, and yet had long ceased to be?

“I’ve got five days to bother you, I’ll get you to talk,” he commented as he sidled up to you, running his palms over the flat sides of his bright hair. You glanced up, catching his profile as he fell into step with you. For once, he didn’t turn to face you, instead pretending to be fixated on seeing what lay ahead in the hallway. Although, he didn’t need to look back at you; the sight of his upturned smirk told you enough. It nauseated you. Or, maybe it was just the sickening amount of color and detail about him that sickened you. His violet fucking hair, spiked like he’d rolled out of bed – the thick black tattoo that ran from his neck, to his hand, and disappeared down his back – his fingernails, painted neon, individually, with care – that heady scent of powdered drugs and rich cologne – even his pooling brown eyes that threatened to fool you, weaken you. If anyone was to make someone feel sick through experience alone, it’d be him, you thought bitterly. He cut through reason like a knife, and carved his name on you like he deserved to own everything. After all of these years, you felt him again, in the last place you wanted. Running a blade over the long-faded scars of where his name was once etched into your traitorous, weak soul.

(I’ve written fics for YEARS but never posted on tumblr! Sorry the format is jank - but if literally one person reads this I’ll die happy. THANKS LOVE Y’ALL)

#thanos #t.o.p #squid game #player 230 #thanos x reader #choi su bong #squid game s2 #squid game season 2 #t.o.p x reader #t.o.p bigbang #choi seunghyun #choi su bong x reader

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hils79 · 1 month ago

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Hils Watches Thamepo - Ep 8

Before we start can I just talk about how GMMTV breaks up their episodes on YouTube. All episodes are in four parts but the length of each part varies per episode.

There's got to be a better way of splitting it even for dramatic/plot reasons.

Okay, rant over. On with the drama.

Oh my god he really is in love with Po, and now Thame knows it

Poor Pepper. First he had to deal with Thame's cluelessness and now he has to deal with Thame and Jun fighting over the same man.

Meanwhile Dylan is just sitting there with metaphorical popcorn. I love him.

I love him

Oh no I think Po is taking a step back because he wants Thame to focus on the comeback, so of course Thame thinks Po doesn't like him anymore. Idiots.

Dylan is definitely my bias 😂

Pepper & Nano: I can't take sides. Thame and Jun are both my friend Dylan: already designing a Team Thame tshirt

I love that they've all figured out what's going on despite no one actually telling them

Wait, does Dylan have feelings for Jun? If he does I will lose my shit. Please, I need it.

I'm not sure 'I found out your favourite snacks by stalking your Insta' is as endearing as you think it is

Uh oh. Jun is going into boyfriend sandwich territory

I love that they go to the arcade whenever they need to talk about their feelings

Of course Thame has written a song indirectly about dating Po

I think Jun should get to date everyone tbh

Aww look at him stepping back because he knows Po likes Thame, and now he knows Thame returns those feelings. He's such a good boy 😭 I really need him to find a nice boyfriend of his own. Or, you know, we're back to my OT3 agenda.

He's lying

And I think Thame knows that he's lying

He knows what drama he's in

Watching the boy you like sleep. It's a classic

He just looks so fond I love him

I have to say Po's boss is very tolerant and always clears out whenever Thame and Po have feelings to discuss. I have yet to see a single customer in this shop.

Ooh! So bold!

Okay, you're walking down an empty street in the middle of the night though. Also, look at the smug look on Thame's face he does not care.

#hils watches #hils watches thamepo #hils watches tdramas #thamepo #thamepo the series #tdrama

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tanukitsuneko-suki · 3 months ago

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w episode 19 thoughts:

- A, C, I, M, N, Q, F, S, W, V

- ah... the I stands for Intruder?

- i think it's important to note rn that as i was reading the bio of this w fan they mentioned something called an 'utopia dopant' which i did not get any additional context about (it was mtl too) but they quite liked it and this piece of info sent me spiraling a little

- welp and i just saw a screencap of a suit that is 100% joker and not halved. i don't like that

- finally continued watching and /immediately/ this man is posturing over billiards, he's such a fucking idiot /pos

- speedrunning guesses in my head as to whether he can actually play billiards or not. i think not

- he can't even twirl the cue stick right i'm fucking sobbing

- btw this is how i play billiards too. i'm as bad as him so i can't laugh but at least i don't pretend to be a genius in it LMFAOOOOO

- tears in my fucking eyes the new guy just one-shotted every ball

- DON'T JOIN IN THE TEAM ACCEL THEYRE GONNA LOSE MORE RESPECT FOR SHOTARO THAN THEY ALREADY HAVE

- btw i'm immediately sounding out this fuckass name to figure out the pun. terui ryu... i feel like ten-wheeler is a bit of a stretch. also like the name is a bit odd so maybe it's a borrowed word... can't he just be named akuse jo, damn

- this fit goes way too hard for a cop, man...

- yeah i kinda like it when they drag shotaro around for funsies

- why is terui is on his case damn 🤨

- ... he IS hard-boiled

- he's like a berserker claymore character...xinyan attack set...even has the style down too... omfg wait... pyro physical accel....

- !!!!!!!!HE'S COOL AND NOT AN ENEMY!? I CHANGED MY MIND

- his waist is very eyecatching i'm sorry. the sliver peeking out while he lugs around that "heavy" sword. amazing successor you have there, nazca

- he just sliced a CAR

- omfg futahito banter this episode is so fun

- SO HE CAN'T TRANSFORM BY HIMSELF. SO WHY DID I SEE A SOLO JOKER SUIT. STOP PLAYING WITH MEEEE I'M GETTING PARANOID

- did they always have those marks on their faces when they henshin or is that a recent thing

- i like this guy he's really quick on the uptake

- "we're gonna need your right half to start looking into this" i spat out my drink. he's the right half alright

- "what the hell are you doing" *philip has a dog kigurumi on* THEY HAVE ONE FUCKING BRAINCELL IN THIS AGENCY

- WHY DID HE FUCKING BARK YALL 😭😭

- i cant continue watching this

- his current hyperfixation are dogs... st bernard dogs specifically

- nvm wait. what the heck is this new guy saying!! i mean you can still be kamen rider. everyone is a kamen rider they just add a lil nickname at the end

- THEY'RE ON THE LEFT AND RIGHT SIDES OF THE PLATFORM. LMFAOOOOOO

- "you are strangely unpleasant" is the closest philip would get to saying fuck you irl. congrats ryu

- it's kinda unfair how nice philip's hair looks in this scene because now i'm saving it in the reference folder and he still has his dumb kigurumi on

- making note of what pisses them off more... shotaro doesn't like that the name of w is smeared when w was born out of the desire to protect the town they loved so much, while what irks philip more (it's both of them but it was notably philip who got to ryu first) was the implication that w doesn't reach the standard ("doesn't have what it takes"), hence i think he values their partnership more than the mission itself (even if he does believe in the justice that w imparts). that's not to say that philip is a cruel and capricious entity with fickle whims and an absent morality, he's a good guy on the hero's side for a reason. and he doesn't /not/ understand the reasons behind fighting dopants to keep the town safe. but i do like to think that what moves him to fight alongside shotaro as he does is his belief in w, and if w believes in protecting the town, then he believes in that too

- hey accel, shotaro was actually about to say something important about that flower AND it must have been related to the town bc he's a massive otaku about it... i think you should have listened....

- usual case of haughty pretentious outsider that outshines the mc for a little bit until it's revealed that the mc's edge is being a cringefail loser so obsessed with his town he probably has a 4 feet tall poster of its map in his apartment. if he even has one

- it worked ?

- shotaro... fighting........

- listen dude i know they seem to work well together. hang in there. we will resolve this conflict by the end of the episode or the next one

- discrediting shotaro... accel you will stop breathing in three days

- new character comes with a new villain(??) damn shotaro they're finally kicking you out LMFAOOO

- yeah. okay who IS this guy 😭 shroud's not a villain but....isn't accel's backstory level a bit too high?? is this fine????

- don't call him a stray dog :-( only i can do that

- "even stray dogs have pride... if you make this city cry it will bite back" ....i should make this city cry lol. im just having a silly goofy time wdym

- he's gonna have to say "henshin" like that every time....lmfao....l..ol...i can't laugh...sorry........ goofy ass henshin...

- WOAH. PICKING UP THAT SWORD WAS BADASS AS HELL

- accel...engine.... CAR ACCIDENT

- if someone came in with an upgraded version of my heat metal suit i'd kms

- "woah..." "WOAH...." he had w gagged im fucking sobbing again

#silly thoughts #kamen rider w #cool guy. love him dragging shotaro around by the scruff of his neck #kr w episode recaps

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genshinconfessions · 9 months ago

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Hello I am the Arle x Chiori dude here again and i am letting everyone know I HAVE A LIST OF RAREPAIRS I LIKE OR THINK WOULD BE CUTE SO SO SO SO UH HERE:

Layla x Furina

— I just think. They would get along. And they could take naps together. They both deserve it. Also their color pallets match and they would eat mac n cheese together. I bet Layla would be so fascinated by Furina's hair length changing and how she has the constellation of a god despite technically never being one (she wouldn't know abt Wanderer having a god's constellation)(a god's constellation is one that reflects their form)

Mualani x Kirara

— They would explode the world from the sheer >:3 energy that their combination would bring.

Wanderer x Albedo

— One was abandoned for his humanity, the other was abandoned for his lack of it. Very poetic if you ask me.

Kaveh x Heizou

— Idk i saw this on another tumblr acc and I just. Can't stop thinking about it. Like like I bet Kaveh would love hearing about Heizou's cases and Heizou would find Kaveh's art so fascinating and beautiful. They would yap to eachother sooo much it would be horrid /pos

Sucrose x Hu tao

— OK JUST HEAR ME OUT- I actually don't have an explanation for this one, just vibes I think.

Wanderer x Cyno

— They are both so competitive they would play tcg get into one of those "being mean to eachother but they're actually flirting" things and end up making out.

Fischl x Xingqiu

— They would enable eachother so much, PLEASE let them judge people together i beg you

Alhaitham x Tighnari

— I'm kind of suprised that this is a rare pair tbh, Tighnari deserves more. I feel like they would just get eachother, with Tighnari being so well adjusted and Alhaitham being, well, Alhaitham, Tighnari probably wouldn't take his harsh words to heart as much and be better at understanding what Alhaitham is trying to convey. And Tighnari has to deal with idiots all day and tell people what to do, Alhaitham's quietness and independence would probably be a nice break for him.

Alrlecchino x Chiori

— POWER COUPLE LESBIANS POWER COUPLE LESBIANS AAAAAAAA idk it just feels so *right* and I want to see them beat someone up together.

One sided Itto x Alhaitham

— Call me crazy but I think Itto trying and failing MISERABLY at wooing Alhaitham would be so funny, Shinobu would point out the ring on his finger (I'm a Haikaveh truther) and Itto would SOB.

Shinobu x Yanfei

— I actually don't know if this is a rairpair but I need them to be law school gfs thank you.

Alhaitham x Kaveh x Cyno x Tighnari

— If you look it up on ao3 there are like, a few hundred fics but I PROMISE you that a lot of them are from the same few people. I just. I just. Ugh. They are so. I could rant for ages you don't even know.

Xingqiu x Chongyun x Gaming

— HEY HEY HEY LISTEN COME HERE I need more of them and I WILL FIGHT YOU FOR IT. I don't need to give you a reason for them, I don't HAVE one I just REALLY LIKE THEM for NO REASON.

I WILL be back with my crack ships and you will call me 🔔 (pretty please)(no pressure)

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doodlegirl1998 · 2 years ago

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Hey, I was thinking about Endy and how his motivations don´t make sense(don´t make sense-a nice phrase, to sum up this manga) its how...if he wants to be the #1 so much...why he never applies himself and tried to be charmer or likable than AM?

I know. Not everyone is good with people.

But why Hori made him an abuser?

Think this way: Imagine you want a job very much, you study and practice for this big interview and once arriving, it is said all you need to do to get the job is to be friendly. Would you give up bc of that? Bc Endy sure did.

I was thinking how the abuser plotline serves for nothing. But imagine this, Endy wants to be the #1 to get acess of more ressources and find Dabi bc he knows he is alive...and if you want to add a bit of drama. Endy neglects his family(not forgetting neglect is a form of abuse but like its better than what canon gives us) and it would make sense. Endy is doing everything to reach this spot with Dabi in mind.

And Dabi will be pleased knowing he has his dad´s attention.

Its just strange how Endy never even tried to be friendly...and went to abuse his family. And if he wants to lifethrough Shoto...look, Shoto could get #2 as well. We don´t know how the ranking works...but I guess you need to be stronger and charismatic....

Which if true, makes me worry for more ways Hori can shit on Izu.

Hi @mikeellee 👋,

In my opinion, Hori could have gone two ways with Endeavor to make him make more sense as a 'symbol of corrupt heroics.'

"The Wolf in Sheep clothing" route, where he puts on a massive friendly smile for the cameras and is a lovely guy for the public - only to be full abusive at home. To have a "secret" quirk marriage, to drive Rei and Dabi insane, to make Shoto his 'masterpiece'... Etc. This route would make it more likely more people would be disbelieving at Endeav being a POS because they bought a lie and sow the distrust in heroics more because how many others are pretending to be good but aren't?

Or the "Neglectful workaholic Dad" route. This would be the route to go down if Endeav redemption is planned. Because it's easier to forgive someone who was inadvertently neglectful and focused on their job rather than...what we got in canon. Bonus if this got worse after Touya died and he pours funding into charities that help those whose quirks doesn't suit their bodies.

I'm also thinking of how Endeav, in canon, shot himself in the foot by being laser focused on the power of his and Shoto's quirk.

If he and Shoto needs charm and charisma to be a high ranking Hero then isolating Shoto and deliberately keeping him from interacting with others only stunted his charisma / social growth and made it less likely he would reach number one.

So not only was Endeav an abuser, he was a fucking idiot...

#mha critical #bnha critical #anti endeavor

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nerdyenby · 2 months ago

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DRs3p1 reactions (spoilers)

Ep 1

The new intro?!?!!??! /pos

This may just be the most sibling moment we’ve ever gotten from them

Are there “-tides” of every element??

Frak is a flat earther 😭😭😭😭

Oh god, new cringiest moment in ninjago just dropped

That puppet gets creepier every time, I swear

Frak is ridiculous, I love him

Kai and Wyldfyre are so good at their job (their job is making everything worse btw)

Hell yeah!!!! Just because she’s the most level headed of this particular trio does not mean that Nya is that calm and collected lol

Ep 2

ARINNNNNNNNNN!!!!!! MY BOIIIIIIIII

Bro you can be emo and a sweetheart, you don’t have to pick one

If Arin’s being sent in to earn their trust or something like that it would totally work on me

Screaming crying kicking my feet

Instead of an Arin corruption arc he’s just gonna domesticate Ras, isn’t he?

“Does the departed realm still exist after the merge?” “That’s actually a very good question” yes it is, thanks, I’ve been wondering for literal years now lol

Sora and Frak’s not-so-one-sided beef is actually pretty amusing, despite me usually not being a fan of contrived rivalries, they’re plenty willing to cooperate and be friendly, they’re just also going to throw shade at each other at every conceivable opportunity

Yayyyyy fantasy racism /sarcastic

But also heck yeah dragon&oni lore!!!!!

Arin’s oni imagery canon and true!!!!!

This whole fight scene was so fun and goofy, I love this show

Jay time!!!! I mean, totally not Jay because… who am I kidding, it’s totally Jay

Healthy communication for the win!!

Ep 3

“It’s easy to be a hero to those who agree with you, and a villain to those who don’t” damn, Ras kinda spitting facts

“I am injured, not weak, never mistake the two” Ras kinda popping off

Red alert, red alert!!!! Ed and Edna mention!!!! This is not a drill!!!!!!

MORRO?!?!???? I mean, I saw that he was gonna show up, but FUCKING MORRO?!?!???

So, uh, hi morro, why are you being helpful??

I totally buy this actually, Morro was already redeemed to an extent, but it makes sense he still feels like he has a duty to make up for what he’s done so now he helps people :)) I am so down for this, I am a bit sad Cole’s getting sidelined (presumably because they share a VA) tho

I was so ready for Ras to just die right there lmao, Arin popped off tho!!!!!

Morro — of all people — being the proof Arin needed that heroes do exist, that the world isn’t always against you, is something so dear to me

Ok, Thunderfang seems way more interesting than I expected

Also the video game subplot was adorable and simultaneously heartwarming and heartbreaking

Ep 4

Being transgender is a full time job and Sora’s clocked in

*Taking notes for my essay about unconditional personhood in ninjago*

Oh my good lord season one reference???? In 2025?!???!??? Also, let Zanth dance with the bird, she deserves it, you both do

“The ice cream ninja” is Zane’s official title now, everyone say thank you Rapton!

Oh that’s totally the same type of containment pod Zane was in, now the question is whether it’s Pixal or a fake out (maybe another Zane??)

Trans flag spotted!!!!! Transgenderism wins again!!!!!🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

FUCK YEAH, PIXALLLLLL!!!!!!!!!

ROBOT LOVE AAAAAAAAAAA /pos

Love her new look btw, the eyeshadow is gorgeous

Zane imitating their voices made me legit choke on my own tongue

Oh! The new ring outside their spinjitzu is a dragon, probably rising dragon related?

Rapton is so much fun, I love this idiot

God, this Zane/Pixal fight scene got me happy stimming so hard it’s not even funny, I can’t stop smiling

Wait, Zane’s seen these blades before? I thought we’ve only seen Arin have one

I love everything about this, Pixal’s interaction with the mouthy goon is a definite highlight

FUCK!!!! I have been classically conditioned to tear up when this fucking theme plays, fuck this

I really should yell at the writers but I’m subscribed to Brent Miller’s YouTube so parasociality decrees I am aloud to cuss him out: BRENT MILLER IF ZANE DIES THIS SEASON IM BLAMING YOU

Algae farmers :))

Oh shit

Ep 5

YOU KILLED HERMES YOU BITHC

Bro Wyldfyre can’t care about ANYONE without them nearly dying, they’re trying to take away her whimsy and I won’t stand for it

That… that’s Jay’s isn’t it? It’s his color scheme at least and jets are his thing so it’s definitely gonna be lol

Oh god, a Lloyd-Morro reunion please oh please

Oh, Pixal, how I’ve missed you so

I figured it out, guys!! Ras is giving Janus Sanders

Toby and Wyldfyre are so sweet is painful, I love them

Hermes lives!!! False alarm, everyone!!

Sora and Frank’s powers are functionally useless against these guys, but Lloyd could still use his, he’s just showing off lmao

FUCK SHIT UP, PIX!!!!!

We got 2 Lloyd&Pixal hugs!!! The underrated duo of all time is back!!!

Arrakore tease!!!!! Yippeee

I swear, if Ras led him to a mass grave I’m gonna scream

… yall…

Ras wants to mess with time???? Bruh

Ep 6

Jay time :D

Uh… should I know which _eatrix this is off the bat? Because they’re both still out there kicking, right?

Yknow, Zeatrix really ain’t that bad, she’s just upset she wasn’t the one to take down her sister, right? It’s not like she agrees with Beatrix’s philosophy, she’s probably a bit self-obsessed and callous but that doesn’t make you a villain, per se

Djinnjago?!?!??? Nature is healing frfr

I love this, Arrakore just opening up for people to come make wishes, both restoring his land and making people happier, my depressed king is out of his depressive episode, god bless

Did… did that munce just wish for a plunger?? I’m gonna assume it’s a magical plunger, give them the benefit of the doubt

Hi Darreth!!!! Long time no see!!

“I am never obligated to fulfill a wish” … so is Arrakore just better than Nadakhan? I mean, duh, but like is he special or was Nadakhan just bad at control??

I know it’s not relevant because technically Skybound never happened, but do people get three wishes per djinn or three total? Also, even if s6 never happened, Jay and Anya remember it, so if they only get three total have they used all of theirs or did the timeline resetting erase those?

Ninjago transitions are so funny

Vincent Tong is never not delivering, his sounds always steal the show

Arrakore my beloved

Lloyd, are you not at all concerned about Sora just spontaneously disappearing???

We’re getting the band back together!!! Genuinely love this mechanic, it was getting hard to follow who knew what and this is such a fun way for the groups to exchange information

Well that answers that question (kinda, not really, but it’s the closest we’re going to get)

Sora is having way too much fun but so am I!!

Sora really has been killing it, making it this far into the battle before having any issues despite not being able to use her powers and being unarmed is very impressive

Nya’s crushing it this episode, not any single thing in particular, she’s just great as usual and I haven’t talked about her enough

Samurai hug!!!!!!

Ep 7

I love Wyldfyre so much, I need a minifig of her so I can wrap her up in a big blanket

Speak of the devil!

I’m glad Arin hopped on that “the unknown is always the enemy” comment because massive red flag for xenophobia

Why do you need electric knives, bro? You got electric hands, you know

Arin experiencing the sunk cost fallacy frfr

Ok but how’s Jay gonna get out of the world forest??

Ugh, Wyldfyre’s story is full of tragedies and it breaks my heart

Finally!!

Ep 8

We finally get to see how they met!!!!!

Kalmaar-looking ass (it is uncomfortable how the less human looking people are usually the antagonists)

Baby Sora and Arin boutta have me crying in the club

WAAAAAHHHHHHHH 😭😭😭😭

Ep 9

God, this hurts so bad

This is the “you’re always welcome here” moment I’ve been waiting for. Lloyd sounds so upset Arin even has to ask

FUCK, Hermes is gonna die anyway??? That’s unacceptable!! And Roby deserves better, Wyldfyre deserves better!!!!!

Hermes is okay!!!! Everything is right in the world!!!!!

Poor Frohicky….

Oh, a real conversation

FUCK this hurts so much!!! They love each other, they forgive each other, but they’re still not okay

Ok real, you need to acknowledge and accept all your emotions, not just the “nice” ones

That’s what I’m saying!!! He’s more powerful when he lets himself feel his grief because it’s rooted in his love, which is a huge part of who Arin is

Leaving the plushie there as an “I’ll be back” is so :(( /pos

Ok, but like, doesn’t the land of the lost have a portal gate too? Just hop through real quick and see if Cole’s available, you’re gonna need all the help you can get

Frak all-but begging Arin to blame him…

Frak speaking facts tho (frakts, if you will)

Yes!! I’ve been wanting to see Wyldfyre do more with her powers, heat is so much more dynamic than just fire

OH, it’s a first land thing, weird…

Holy shit!!!! That long take?????? I don’t care if it’s animated, long takes are always epic!!! And following the blade instead of any one character??!

Love the snoring sound effect so it doesn’t count as on-screen character death lol

Ep 10

“These unnatural winds defy all logic” if only you were friends with the elemental master of wind, oh wait, you are, you just didn’t call her (or Cole!!!!!)

Wyldfyre!!!!

“What are you doing here? I thought you peaced-out?” autism duo is back baby (that’s their name now, I’ve just decided)

Riyu :(

Kai is so unserious all the time, why is he like this /affectionate

Ohmygosh hiiiiiii!!!! Cole, bestie, shits going down, the gang needs you

Ok but why is thunderfang built like that???? Bros shaped like elastigirl

“Maybe thunderfang ate [the forbidden five]” Kai said, clearly joking but actually correct (somewhat, I think he ate their souls)

First ninja adventure together, hmmm???? But seriously, Arin needs to just take a step back and actually process his grief instead of just following Ras into whatever he suggests because it feels like the only option. Arin has people who he loves and who love him, he knows that, but I don’t know if he’s chosen to stay or not

But fr I forgot about Ras for like at least five minutes there

Um, Arin?! Why does your spinjitzu have a bit of shatterspin in it????

Wyldfyre is kinda absolutely justified in her self-aggrandizing rn tbh

RGB triple threat!!!

Thunderfang’s dialogue is sick actually

HOW did jay get here?!?!????!

Tbh Jay could kill Ras at this point and I wouldn’t even be upset

Pixal got a speaking line!!!! (One word in the past, what, 30 minutes??)

… so, uh, does this guy eat powers or souls because that distinction kinda matters now

He doesn’t need anger, he has love!!!!!

Lloyd death counter: uh… at least two

WHAT THE FUCK

Nya and Jay 🩵💙🩵💙🩵💙🩵

Ew why is his hair different?? Wait, did it change between shots? Also I think his hair piece is the same as Unagami’s

Bonzle sighting!!!!!

I fucking knew it! Also it’s so nice to have Jay interactions again, I hadn’t realized how much I missed him, he really does feel more like himself than he did in DRs1&2

Hey Morro, uh, good luck, buddy

Oh FAT L

Yeah, on second thought, maybe sending the guy who eats souls to the land of the departed wasn’t a great idea…

#ninjago spoilers #ninjago dragons rising #ninjago dr s3

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winterskydragonx · 4 months ago

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I needed to rant a bit about the stupid US politics as a Canadian. It's under the cut for people that don't want to see it. (Let's just say I learned a lot about the us politics in the last two weeks. Your government sucks.)

It's long and probably mostly for me to have a place to rant

As a Canadian I'm disgusted at what is going on in the USA and I just feel like Orange man and that other guy are literally dismantling the whole government and no one is doing anything. (I know about that stupid project thing.) It just feels like people are letting him walk all over their right and there's barely pushback. The guy you didn't elect is right now taking over your government money even though he's not allowed.

I have heard different names for it like shock doctrine or flooding the zone to make the people lose hope, but at the same time this feels worse as it seems to touch your constitution and it really looks like Republicans in the house have no backbone and are all kiss his ass. He's a fucking child that throws tantrum and he's the puppet that as a cult. That's why, if not they wouldn't have been able to keep that stupid cult together. Bunch of idiots and pos.

So now you have a president that wants to take over Panama, Greenland and Canada. He wants a war as no one will kneel down to him. As a Canadian, it's disgusting to be treated that way. He wants to destroy our country's economy (to invade us), but he really doesn't know us Canadians. We will hurt, but not as much as them. We at least have other countries that are ready to trade with us. Putting 25% tariffs on us while laying about an invasion of drugs and immigrants is so them. (First, all of it is false as our border is ok and there are more drugs coming in our country than out. So US, what do you said.)

With the way things are going, I either expect the USA to be completely lost as they treat their people to a fascist and scary government. Or the whole thing will implode as all those rich people's ego won't be able to work together as soon as their economy goes south. Complete idiot as they destroy all their relationship with their allies, I think they are clueless that everyone will turn them out. American often act like they are the center of the world, but when you piss everyone off you will quickly learn that your country will fall.

For everyone that didn't vote for that Orange man, I'm sorry about your situation and I'll keep hoping for the best. I'm sad and disgusted how you are stuck.

Please American fights for your right and constitution.

As for that cult, you can suffer for all I care.

#politics #pissed off Canadian #I'll download more fic and then probably close my apps to stay away from the destruction that's happening #also i can rant as your politic also affect us #also this is my anxiety talking so that's why i need a social media break #need to take a break #rant

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novankenn · 1 year ago

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I'm a WHAT?!?!? (3)

Pyrrha as she watched Jaune try and steady the massive sword, realized something. Jaune was no where near as tall as he used to be. In fact she was pretty sure he was over a foot shorter that normal. As she pondered that oddity Jaune had gotten his sword in position and before Pyrrha could react he charged.

"AHHHH!!!!" Jaune screamed at the top of his lungs as he charged forward towards the gooey creature.

"Jaune!" Pyrrha yelled in alarm as the beast lashed out with multiple tendrils at Jaune's charging form.

"HIYA!" Jaune shouted as he swung the massive sword.

Everyone was perfectly still, and stared in utter shock as the sword's blade literally shattered, shower Jaune and the area around him with good sized shards of metal.

"Pathetic! You're mine now girly! the creature's gurgling voice filled the air as the tendrils that had shattered Jaune's blade snapped about and latched onto Jaune.

"EEP!" Jaune squealed as the slimy and gooey appendages touched him in places the shouldn't. "STOP THAT!"

"What a disaster." Onee-Chan groaned, as she watched the beast continue to molest it's captives, growing stronger with each passing minute. "Stupid, stupid, stupid!"

"We have..."

"If it wasn't for that IDIOT, you would have been the Magical Girl... and this would NOT BE HAPPENING!"

"Say what?"

"I was aiming for you." Onee-Chan admitted as she crossed her arms over her chest and adjusted her position in the air to appear to be sitting as if on an invisible chair. "You're the one with the massive magic potential... I have NO idea how my energy even allowed him to transform!"

"Well we have to..."

"AHHHH!!!! LET GO! DON'T TOUCH ME!" Jaune shrieked in utter terror, causing Pyrrha to just react. Reaching out with her semblance she latched onto all the shards of Jaune's destroyed weapon.

"So good!!! So much po.... URK!" The gurgling voice was cut off as Pyrrha launched the assorted jagged and odd sized pieces of metal at the beast... slicing it to ribbons.

"THAT is why I had chosen you!" Onee-Chan shouted as she clapped her hands in excitement.

Pyrrha paid Onee-Chan no attention as she watched Jaune and the other victims slowly stand, and the remains of the creature evaporated away. Seeing Jaune trying to rearrange his disheveled clothing, Pyrrha power-walked forward and grabbed him by the wrist.

"EEP! Pyr?"

"Change him back!" Pyrrha snapped fixing Onee-Chan a rather aggressive look. "Now!"

"I can't." Onee-Chan responded, her face showing her frustration at the situation. "Once my powers are used to make a selection that's it. There is no going back."

"What?" Jaune again shrieked, "You mean I'm stuck like this?"

"Of course not, idiot." Onee-Chan snapped. "You can transform at will. Just think about being yourself and it should..."

In a flash of light, Magical Girl Jaune was replaced... with normal Jaune much to Pyrrha's relief/

"Is it all over?" Jaune asked, his voice slightly wavering.

"No." Onee-Chan replied. "There will be more of those creatures, and you WILL have to step into stop them."

"But... I..."

"You're magic is too weak! You'll need to train," Onee-Chan snapped, before pointing at Pyrrha, "And you'll train him!"

"Me?"

"Her?"

"Yes! You! Train him!"

"How am I..."

"Teach him how to be a proper girl, that should increase his Magical strength when he transforms."

"Say what now?" Pyrrha and Jaune spoke in unison.

"You heard me." Onee-Chan snorted. "I'll be back to check on your progress."

"Wa..." before Jaune could finish Onee-Chan had vanished in a small burst of light, "...it!"

A/N: Okay I think I can step away from this now that I've set up the main idea... thanks for reading, and I will be adding more... at some point.

/== Table of Posts ==/

#rwby #magical girl kakeru (manga)#jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #one shot?#fem!jaune #henshin #ai generated illustrations

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adashoflavendermelancholy · 8 months ago

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Base Inspection

Coby is trying to behave. He really is. It’s not like he’s some recruit that can hide behind Garp anymore. Something Coby liked until he had to deal with someone like this. He hasn’t laughed or rolled his eyes once this whole time. No matter how badly he wants too. It didn’t help that the commander of this base was an idiot. He had his men decorate the base for Halloween but it was absolutely gaudy. Looking more like a pastel mixed with neon nightmare than a Halloween night. Pale pink next to neon orange to welcome them into the base. It hurt his eyes just looking at it.

“I just don’t want to scare the kids!” He claimed, while smiling at him. Which was fine. Coby just had to make it through their check in. He just had to do a few things. Simple really, make sure everyone was a marine officer. That their emergency passages, phones were working, and that the men knew what to do in an emergency. All really easy. He could do it in his sleep. It would take less than two hours. But the commander wanted to give them a tour of the base. Making it take longer than needed.

Coby was doing such a good job of being nice. Nodding along and smiling as this man spoke. Until Helmepo leaned in and whispered into his ear. “Man, I was bad but at least I don’t have a taste out of my ass.” Coby tried to stop the snort that happened. Tried, but it still happened.

The commander turned to look at them. “Did you say something?” He asked, still smiling.

“No, sir. Please keep going with the tour.” Coby said, smiling back. When he turned around, Coby glared a bit at Helmepo. Who didn’t look bothered at all?

The man wouldn’t stop talking. How many times can he say the same sentences before he gets tired? “You know, I think one of those fake skeletons is real. Died from the abuse of color theory.” Helmepo muttered again. This time it wasn’t Coby who almost laughed. But one of the commanders men.

Coby glanced at the man, before looking at Helmepo, “Behave.”

Helmepo still didn’t look sheepish about his comments. Probably meaning he was going to keep talking about it. Making this even harder to get through. Coby turned back to the commander, who was still talking. He thought Garp was hard to work under… this was a nightmare. At least Garp let them go, eventually.

They passed another room. This time it was green with yellow. “At least this one isn’t an affront to my sight.” Helmepo whispered.

Coby loved the comments. He could admit that Helmepo being judgmental was fun sometimes. He got to tell the other about the ridiculous things he heard and saw and know the other would understand. If they were by themselves, he would have loved to say a few of his own. The place will be painted back to their normal colors by the end of tomorrow. That’s what the commander told them, but it looked like the paint was older than a day. Coby was going to report this no matter what happened. He just didn’t want to have someone claim it was because he disliked the colors.

“Do you think we could get pirates to talk by making them sit in here for an hour?” Helmepo asked, touching a fake tiger tail. It was fake. There was no mistaking it. “Or do you think the main room would be better? With that ugly orange.”

Coby rolled his eyes at him. But that wasn’t enough. Helmepo bumped into his shoulder to prompt him into talking. That was the moment that the man lead them into a bathroom. A neon yellow bathroom. The floors were neon yellow; the walls were neon yellow. Coby felt his eyes get singed with the brightness of it all. “Never mind, the bathroom would be best.” Helmepo said, blinking away the pain. They didn’t know this would cause problems with the commander.

“You like how we did the bathroom?” The commander said sounded more excited. Coby couldn’t focus on anything but keeping his eyes as closed as he could.

Helmepo smiled back, charming. He knew what the commander wanted to hear. Having grown up with his father, who was just as contrary. Helmepo straightened his poster and said, “Yes, but I do wonder. Do you have an animal print room?”

“We do! Come this way.”

“Oh my god,” Coby muttered, trying not to laugh. It was harder now. He covered it the best he could with a fake cough. He wished he had water to have more of an excuse as to why he was coughing so much.

How much more could he take off this? The constant talking, the colors that were trying to kill him. Helmepo being the funniest worst best friend in the world. The commander waited a moment for Coby to right himself. “Sorry, I don’t know where that came from.” Coby said, clearing his throat.

The commander nodded, “It’s quite alright. Let’s go see those animal print rooms now.”

As they were led down the hall, Coby elbowed Helmepo hard. Making the other gasp a bit. “Look what you did,” Coby whispered.

“How was I supposed to know he would add animal print to neon and pastels?” Helmepo answered. Though the smirk on his face told otherwise.

“I hope- “A creek cut Coby off. Turning, there was a door that wasn’t supposed to be there. The commander walked through and down. After the commander entered, there was no sound from him. Not the constant talking or the remarks about how great Halloween is. He didn’t like this at all. “If I die, I’m haunting you.” Coby muttered.

Helmepo leaned in close, whispering into his ear. His hot breath tickling Coby. “Good luck with that. I think I’m supposed to die with you.” He said, as they were led into the room.

#one piece #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #creative writing #writing #writing prompts #flufftober #coby one piece #helmeppo #helmeppo x koby

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silver-wield · 1 year ago

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I want to wash my eyes, today I saw for the first time the indoctrination files c/rith gives to their audiences. I saw a new player waving it around as proof. Selected ultimania quotes and of course, essays. I like how they write down ways to argue with clotis and zeriths. Such as, "if they say C isn't himself as soldier C, tell them A is the only one who can bring out the "real" him as shown in part 1". They keep repeating the "real" part again and again and trying to emphasize the appeal of the crackship which is ~healing~

No wonder they thrown toriyama away for directly stating C only shows his real self with T ONLY and unlike them I'm not going to put " marks on the word real. And no wonder they hate T with a burning passion because she actually does heal him.

If they include AC and say she heals there? First, C's ultimately the one who forgave himself of his guilt, let's not forget that because they like to erase that part and that everyone, T, A, and Z are part of that process of reminding him that it has to be him. And geostigma is her direct responsibility as a steward of the planet nothing singled out there.

They like to manipulate and rely on the player's laziness to look for information (what are they? Fucking Jenova?). Even to give ways to "fight" back. No wonder they all sound the same. Ugh I just realized the existence of LTD and ship wars in FF7 is giving the illusion that nothing is canon even if CT have more sources than any other ship in FF franchise. It gas lights them into thinking nothing is canon even if it's quite literally right in their faces.

P.S. I fcking hate with a burning passion how anybody gives interpretation essays as proof. Or media tropes and fan service as proof of canon. No wonder sometimes I see some former C/As getting angry at their creators because what they have are only interpretation instead of in game content.

Yeah they all have this weird shared doc they use to argue from that's basically just more lies and bullshit because it's all incorrect info and shit translations they skewed in their favour.

At no point does it say anywhere that aeri brings out Cloud's real self.

It's this quote they lie about. They claim Cloud being "conscious" is him being his real self while Tifa wants a soldier or whatever garbage they make up to ignore the proper text.

I could go into a whole thing over AC using the script and ultis to show what those idiots claim is total bullshit, but the short version is Aerith didn't do fuck all except trigger Cloud's trauma. She wasn't actually present for most of the film, even in the scenes she's shown in, and she didn't cure geostigma.

Ideky the devs put those stupid ribbons on everyone for someone they knew for three weeks two years previously. It makes no fucking sense to be mourning still.

I really want a rewrite of AC. It needs fixing so badly.

I'm honestly so tired of people acting like Aerith is bigger than god and nobody's allowed to say anything bad about her. She's not even a good character. She's selfish, spoiled, her job role in battle can literally be taken by every other character, she doesn't listen to anyone, whines, acts like she's the leader and everyone should do what she says because she exists, she harasses Cloud in ways that are so not ok but because she's a girl and "cute" she's somehow exempt from consequences, and people constantly put their feelings on her feelings alone on Cloud and turn him into a two timing pos douchebag because they and she refuse to fucking listen to the literal protagonist.

I'm actually annoyed we're stuck with her for the entirety of Rebirth. I was hoping we'd get rid of her halfway through at the most, but nauuu we get 40hrs of stupid ass sidequests that include flower picking because the devs think that's good content and one way or another they will make us put up with her.

Well, I ain't putting her in my party and I ain't doing her shitty sidequests, and lucky me, idgaf about trophies so it won't even matter that I don't platinum the game 🤷

#ship war #for the plot #for the fandom

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bluetoraa · 3 years ago

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incorrect quotes, karma akabane x reader

warnings!

—gn!reader

—swearing

y/n: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake.

karma: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear.

y/n: ...

y/n: You mean ring bearER, right?

karma: ...

y/n: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

y/n: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos-

karma: I wrote you a poem.

y/n, already crying: You did?

y/n: We’re getting married, bitches!

karma: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.

karma, at y/n's funeral: I need a moment with them.

Everyone: Of course. (They leave)

karma, leaning over y/n′s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead.

y/n: Yeah, no shit.

y/n: Some of us are still ‘it’ from a childhood game of tag.

karma: way to just fuck me up on a Tuesday.

y/n: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt.

karma: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.

y/n: How do tall people people possibly sleep at night when the blanket can't possibly cover you?

karma: y/n, it's four o'clock in the morning.

y/n: So, you can't sleep, huh? Is it because of the blanket?

karma: I’m in love with you.

y/n: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, idiot.

karma: I know.

y/n: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

y/n: It’s not gonna work, I’m not a snitch.

Cop: Fine, let's try something else. Tag a friend you recently committed a crime with.

y/n: Lmao, @/karma.

y/n: Hey, you want a tarot reading?

karma: Those are Pokemon cards.

y/n: You got a magikarp.

karma: ...?

y/n: It means 'fuck you'.

AUTHOR NOTES;

I DO NOT OWN THE DIVIDERS! ALL CREDITS GO TO “blackholemojis” ON TUMBLR!!!

anyways take this while i disappear for awhile lmfao

im travelling again and school sucks ass bc its fucking school man😭

anyways, i hope whoevers reading this has a great day/night! thank you for reading!

tue sept 27th, 2022. 11:28 PM

#bluetoraa #assassination classroom #karma akabane x reader #karma x reader #assassination classroom x reader #karma akabane #ansatsu kyōshitsu x reader #incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes x reader #xoxo!<3

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llitchilitchi · 3 years ago

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Ur copacetic au is driving bonkers /pos

Freedom seems so bittersweet because yeah c!dream is free, but at least with c!sam was predictable and familiar with his care and harm

Now those keeping you free seem to look at you as some beaten down and pitiful ex-villain first and a hurt friend in need of support second (at least for some of the server members, but does dream’s brain know that it’s not everyone for sure)

I’m literally rotating all of them in my mind rent free

(this is 50% spite/proving you slightly wrong /pos and 50% my ex crying in my DMs because of the DTeam reunion that I posted previously that you can read here)

Dream's lying in the grass.

his skin is still paper white, but the freckles on the bridge of his nose are more pronounced. George wonders how long they can stay like this before he gets sunburnt.

"you're an idiot!" Dream gets out through choked laughs, his eyes creasing with a wide smile. "I told you I wouldn't be able to catch it!" still, a gapple sits clean and unblemished in the palm of his hand.

"you did, though," George points out.

"well, obviously," Dream snorts. he pushes himself up into a sitting position. his white hair has fallen out of the low ponytail and now falls in his face. he blows at the strands to push them away. they flop back over his mouth. "didn't want it to bruise."

"you're gonna bruise, though," George mutters.

Dream shrugs. "I'm used to it," he replies, as casual as one can manage while talking about their own torture. for Dream, it's like explaining what he had for breakfast.

George knows better than to scold him.

"how's the rehab going?" he asks instead, as Dream takes a bite from his apple.

"pretty good," Dream says through a mouthful, and George cringes at the little pieces falling from Dream's mouth. "the prosthetic is pretty cool, actually," he explains after swallowing. "Tubbo did a great job on it. though he still needs to work on the wiring. when I first tried it on I got a kick out of it." he giggles. "get it? kick?"

George rolls his eyes. "only you can make manage to make jokes about needing a prosthetic for both your legs."

"yeah, well." he takes another bite. chews. swallows. "it's easier to look at things through rose tinted glasses, or whatever."

and George aches to ask, is this what you told yourself when Sam hurt you? is this what you told yourself when he took everything from you? is this why you still miss him?

but the questions get stuck in his mouth and melt away as Dream shuffles closer, and he sets his head on George's shoulder. the stray hairs tickle George's nose. he doesn't complain, for once.

"this is nice," Dream whispers.

George hums, wraps an arm around Dream's waist.

"it is."

#asks #copacetic au #is this fluff? would you guys call this fluff?#when I wrote the dream team reunion my ex blew my dms up with 'LET THEM HUG's so #you can thank her for bullying me ig??#spite writing fluff #but anonnie you are 100% right with your message. that is exactly what this is #this is like. half a year after dream gets taken from sam.#also guys I finally learnt how to spell copacetic right without having to correct myself are u proud

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s0lar-ch3ri · 2 years ago

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making this a series ig (spoilers, mostly minor, idk well just have to ROLL WITH IT AND SEE)

episode is starting from zero, episode 1 (quick note: i love how excited everyone is aty the beggining for this camoain, so heartwarming) "'for all you audio listeners your about to hear what a man catching on fire sounds like' 'and also a house catching on fire'" "so its like 3 belts? yeah" "this character sucks not enough belts" ok chip hasnt been described and hes already drawn blood "how much trouble does this woman have keeping her pants up holy shit" "anything that looks valueable, take it" "whats a barrel" instant love with this campaine from here "ill carry this" "ok" "but w h y" “this is the fastest I've ever committed arson in a campaign” "ok as soon as we light this ill let them know so they die an honorable death" "but the barrel is terrified of fire" "so this is a barrel" "lets blow up this popcicle place" hes trying guys "grab a barrel as well i need to study" "in you multitude of belts" when did i forget jay had so many and got bullied for it "i hope she didnt find any more belts in there" ok but whenever i hear marshal jon being described the dopamine just floods out "oh! that wasnt the bathroom!" "no it was not, it was the room where we got the explosives" "WHAT ARE YOU GRABBING THE EXPLOSIVES FOR" "to blow up your ship" bro i loved how gill interacted with people before what an idiot /pos "gill make a-dont make anything you told the truth" gotta love grizzly doing a save "and jay you go to kick this man in the back of the knee and you do you realise that his calf muscles are literally built like boulders" "i want to put my hand on his shoulder" and so it begins the convincing! yes gill go!! "hang on let me see that...big j" "JON, ITS YOUR CHOIIIIIIIIIIIIIISE" "as the door is blown off-" "did somebody fart?" ah yes gill you lit the explosive that makes people fart" "BACHOW!" please dont stop this man from making random noises its great "is your skin always wet or is it dry?" GRIZZ ASKING THE REAL QUESTIONS!! "you are to learn a lesson from the moisture master!" remember when gill made his title canon now, its 6 seconds to 20 minutes in "THOSE PIRATES!" man knowing him now its kinda strange to hear him hunting them down "i just occasonally grab people and im like 'you can be better'" cant believe gill went from telling people to be better to just immedately trying to solve their problems (like not even 2 episodes later if im remembering right) "excellent jay you are a fog frog" "im gonna steal somebody's hat then run out the door" jay stealing chips job now "im passing the barrel out the window" i remember when hed just be a problem for any stealth kind of movements "MY FRIEND SAID HE DOESNT WANT YOU TO HAVE AN ADVANTAGE" "there is still time" ITS STARTING WOW "you get the sense this guy cannot see very well" i forgot he had sight problems "YOU BLEW A HOLE IN OUR TOWER" "and you blew a hole in my heart" ACCIDENTAL FORESHADOWING AND A GREAT MOMENT FOR SHIPPERS?? HOW MUCH IS CHARLIE FEEDING US WITH GILLION TIDESTRIDER!?!!? (spoiler: a lot) "can i make a persuasion check?" "sure" if charlie never said this we would never have the future pirate jon, IF HE NEVER GOT A 16 THINK WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED "you cant tell if i cry a single tear or if im usually that moist" the fact that he is can make for an angsty hc that nobody really would notice gill crying "jon didnt make it" oh this better not be another accidental foreshadow "you see, a pink frogtupus" everyone being excited for the preztal reveal was also all of us huh dont lie! "i look like a big flounder" fanartists canon gill description /j "god damn it big j" friendly reminder that (from what ive seen) marshal jon is the only character gill gave a nickname, and he had met him like 20+ minutes ago "YA BOY GILL ABOUTA BE FRIED" "ima just grab them both and jump" ngl i cant put my finger on it but calmer gillion probs the chaos control thats needed because of him being feral "jon this is for you" *proceeds to get an 8* (would have been epic if he suceeded that charisma tho) "jon, the power is- eyeh" "i look over wistfully (?) 'but w h y?'"

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charthanry · 3 years ago

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BBS: Deconstructing the Entire Series (Part 3 of 13)

Welcome to my deep dive into each episode where I break down character motives, P’Aof’s delivery, and general musings of all things BBS. Basically, a scene-by-scene recap with commentary from me, your friendly neighborhood commentator. If you missed the previous installments of this post series, you’re welcome to check them out:

Part 1 | Part 2

Recapping the recap: We left EP2 with Pat and Pran bickering on who gets to move out of their dorm, resulting in neither moving out. We learned that their three-year separation was because of Pran’s mom and that Pran is hesistant about letting Pat into his space, preferring to keep him at a distance as a means of self-preservation. The episode ends on their idiot friends destroying the bus stop.

Episode Three: The Bus Stop, I Like Seeing Your Face, and a Long-Kept Guitar (or AKA “This is me staying away”)

EP3 begins with one of my favorite episode openings of the series, and I can’t believe I’m saying this because Waisel plays a prominent role here, but he’s only there as a catalyst so it’s fine, I’m fine. The scene opens on Pran doodling during a free study period. He’s supposed to be working on his new song for the Freshy music contest but is suffering from writer’s block. Wai shows up and sees Pran struggling and tells him to stop using his head and instead to look inside his heart for inspiration. He then asks Pran, “Haven’t you ever had a secret crush on someone?”

We are then gifted with the cutest flashback of the world’s one and only handsome guitar pick. Where Pran is gobsmacked by Pat earnestly cutting his own ID card so that Pran won’t hurt his fingers while strumming his guitar. Pran looks at Pat incredulously and Pat just cheekily grins back at him. And we are all incredibly moved by Pat here, such a small gesture but also so very, very large and befitting of his personality. I’m pretty sure this isn’t the moment that Pran begins to fall, but it’s likely the moment he accepts that he CANNOT STOP.

The show has been very precise with its use of flashbacks, only inserting them if it moves the story forward in some way. To include it here in the episode’s opener is BOLD, but also sneakily well done because it informs us of this episode’s main focus and that is Pran figuring out how Pat (and his feelings for him) fits into his present life. Let’s find out along with him.

Be cool, be cool. It’s just a meal with your longtime crush. No biggie. *Pran internally screaming* AHH! THIS IS THE BIGGEST DEAL EVER!!

A late-night noodle craving finds our two boys sharing a meal while bickering with each other laced with some deeply veiled flirtation. This is the stuff we signed up for. There’s some back and forth where both accuse the other of being nosy and Pat asks are you this nosy with everyone or just me? And really, we want to know too, Pran. But evasion is the game and Pran is a championship-level player.

The two engage in a ridiculous chopsticks duel over a stolen wonton that would make panda Po and his Shifu proud. Pat can’t resist pulling Pran’s metaphorical pigtail by stealing yet another wonton, but Pran doesn’t give Pat the satisfaction of reacting and he pouts that Pran’s no fun. He gives Pran a wonton from his own bowl stating that he’s done anyway. Pran tells Pat that he doesn’t need to wait for him, and Pat says who’s waiting, I still need to pay and ends up paying for both their meals. It’s totally a date! For those keeping count, this is their second date. Pat is dressed the part in his Tim Hortons shirt (because what screams date more than repping the iconic Canadian?), the activity is a shared meal, and Pat pays. Date!

Pat tells him that it’s his treat and Pran is surprised but also secretly pleased and thanks him. See? You two can be nice to each other. Pat watches intently as Pran eats and then tells him to hurry up because he’s actually waiting. Ha!

After literally walking each other home, it’s so a DATE! – they learn that their dorm elevators are out of order. Pat suggests they race to see who can get to their room first. Pran smirks and trash talks that someone like him doesn’t need to compete with Pat, but then totally negates all that big talk by making a run for the stairwell.

The two race up the stairs taking three to four at a time. I’m amazed at both their cardio and the fact that they just ate, but also LEGS. Legs for MILES! We see Pat take advantage by pulling and yanking on Pran. Again, what is it about Pran’s waist that has your hands all over it, sir? Look at their faces though, they are both loving this. And so are we. They finally reach their doors with Pat winning by a slim margin.

Pran, unable to accept defeat, says who was even racing you? And Pat laughs asking then who ran all the way here? Making their face pale? And I love that Pran’s only rebuttal is it’s called pinkish fair skin, yeah you tell him what’s what Pran. We then get the best incorporation of a product placement I’ve ever seen in Thai BL. Pran pulls out the black inhaler and starts sniffing and turns on Pat, you’re the one who’s looking colorless, are you dying? Them fightin’ words, but also secretly laced with concern? Pat starts saying he’s fine, it’s all good but is now eyeing Pran’s inhaler and asks him to share. He comes closer for it and we are then treated to round two of their post-date frenzy.

I’m not saying that this is Pran’s O-face, but I’m not saying that it isn’t either.

We see Pran holding the inhaler out of reach as Pat clamors for it. But also, wow, can I be crowded against a door in between those muscular arms too? I love this entire sequence filled with Pran’s expressive reactions to Pat trying to climb him. And how much do I live for this keep-away teasing Pran does with Pat? Is this foreshadowing for Pran delaying Pat’s gratification later on? (Okay, that’s a record even for me, we’re only 11-minutes into the episode and I’ve already managed to make it sexual. In my defense, they make it entirely too easy.)

I'm loving how playful it is between them, how for the briefest of moments the family rivalry is forgotten and it’s just two guys competing with barely concealed flirtation. They’re both undeniably drawn to each other and giving as good as they get. And we can all see how AMAZING IT COULD BE between them, how well they complement each other, and our hearts soar impatiently for both guys to realize it already.

Things are getting a little too intense in the proximity department, so Pran backs Pat to his side of the hallway. And the physicality Pran displays here makes me go all in on feral kitty Pran. (Do we think Pran leaves scratch marks on Pat’s back when he really goes wild in bed? He totally does, right? I can’t be alone in thinking this!) Pat heaving and gasping for breath here doesn’t help any of us pick our minds up and out of the gutter.

Pat moves to go into his room but turns around again to deliver his final parting shot If you want a rematch, you can knock on my door anytime. But if you miss me, don’t knock. Just come in. Thinking he’s got the last word; Pat is all sorts of smug. And God, do we want to affectionately SMACK HIM. But Pran, not one to easily surrender, holds out his fist as if in agreement, surprising both us and Pat, who reaches out to bump it with his own fist, only for Pran to give him a last-second middle finger. Pat can only stand there flipping Pran off behind his back. Look at this idiot waving his finger around.

Please accept exhibit #743 for the evidence records. We’ll make it impossible for the defense to refute our claim that love was the cause and the reason, your honor.

Safely inside his room, Pran lets out a deep exhale and the total euphoria on his face is EVERYTHING. He can’t help but turn around and take another look through his peephole for any lingering signs of Pat. If this ain’t love. Just a peek is all he needs to tide him over. He then takes a moment to get his heartbeat under control and simply bask in the evening’s turn of events. It’s the disbelieving shake of his head that does it for me. Aww, everything about this night totally made your week didn’t it, Pran?

Later, Pat is in his room when he gets a knock on his door and the smile on his face can only mean that he thinks it’s Pran back for more. But alas, it’s his cronies bringing their beat-up selves for Pat to mend. They claim it was all a one-sided attack as if they were innocent in the whole ordeal and weren’t asking for it.

The next morning, Pran and his friends are awaiting the fallout of the night before. The architects’ version of Professor Pichai tells the boys they’ll have to take responsibility for the bus stop rebuild including all the expenses involved. Wai can’t take it sitting down and whines that they weren’t the only ones fighting, why are they the only ones being punished. Not-Pichai tells him you’re lucky you’re not academically suspended. You’ve made your beds, now lie in them. He then gives them the list of detailed expenses, tells them to get it done before the month is out, and leaves.

Pran gets an incoming call from “just a friend” which he lets go unanswered.

The scene changes to Pran on a mission to gather estimates on supplies. He waits for Pa to finish with a customer and asks her if their shop has his list of items since his own shop is out of stock. She asks him what’s this all for and the look he gives her means he’s not holding back on ratting out Pat.

Pat is at home, and we see him attempting yet again to call Pran which still goes ignored. Pa comes in and gives Pat an earful. He’s let her down and she calls out his manhood for not keeping his promise to her. Pat tries to defend himself explaining that he had nothing to do with it and that it was all Korn. Pa doesn’t want to hear it and storms out, leaving Pat to do his own laundry. Oh, the horror.

Hello from the other side (of this tin can) I must've called a thousand times To tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done (and have yet to do) But when I call, you never seem to be home (but I can literally see that you are)

At his wit’s end, Pat decides to go old school and pulls out their old tin-can telephone and tosses one end through Pran’s window. Pran is reluctant to listen to what Pat has to say, but Pat threatens that he’ll shout across to him if he’s forced to so Pran holds up his end of the makeshift phone.

Pat tells Pran to stop being unreasonable and that Pran’s friends were the ones that started the bus stop fight, not his. Pran defends his guys saying if Pat’s minions didn’t post the video of them bullying Wai, then his guys wouldn’t have gone crazy. Pat is confused as to what video. (I told you it was going to come back to bite you, Pat.) Pran thinks Pat is playing dumb, but Pat is truly lost in all of this. Pran calls him out saying that’s funny because Pat sure seemed to be laughing it up in the video’s background. He then tosses his end of the phone with a clang and shuts his window. Conversation effectively over.

The face of a gangster who stubbornly doesn’t listen when he’s told to stay away.

The next day after their shared class ends, Pat follows Pran as he’s leaving when he’s abruptly pulled into a dark hallway. Pran thinks Pat is playing games and tells him to stop, but he only wanted to let Pran know that he took care of the video and it’s now deleted. He wants to help, but Pran doesn’t care and tells Pat to stay away from him.

Pran is in the library crunching numbers for the bus stop expenses when Pat shows up refusing to stay away. Pran decides if Pat doesn’t leave then he will, which makes Pat concede that fine, he’ll leave but not without telling Pran to not miss him later. THIS GUY. Turning to go, Pat notices an ad for an ecology contest. Pat is super observant guys, he acts like he’s a himbo gangster, but the guy is very aware of his surroundings which makes his lack of awareness of his feelings for Pran such a conundrum to us. Maybe it’s one of those cases where he’s observant if it’s anyone other than himself?

In the span of seconds, he decides this contest is exactly what Pran needs to help with the bus stop finances, he takes a flyer and turns back to Pran. But since he was just scolded to stay away, he instead sits at the table behind Pran and folds the flyer into a paper airplane and flings it in Pran’s direction. When Pran turns around to yell at him, Pat pretends to be dozing. As Chandler Bing would say, could you BE any more adorable, Pat?

I hereby declare my reelection for President of The-Can’t-Look-Away-From-Pran fanclub. This is my campaign poster. Vote Pat.

Pran is at an office building to present his project to the company’s bigwigs. Pat unexpectedly shows up and says he’s there to be Pran’s good luck charm. Aww. Pran says he’s more of a jinx than lucky to which Pat responds a jinx can’t be this hot. Pran shrugs but doesn’t refute Pat’s claim. Ah! You agree that Pat’s hot; you want him so bad.

They’re packed into an elevator as more people get on and Pran is squished. He nudges Pat and asks if they need to be squeezed in this close? To which Pat replies, it’s not like he wants to (yeah okayyy, we believe you) then SQUEEZES INTO PRAN EVEN MORE. They’re crowded in from all sides and we are blessed with this look from Pran thinking Pat doesn’t notice. Sorry to break it to you, buddy, but he definitely notices. Remember the whole observant thing?

Everything I’ve ever wanted is right in front of me. Yet so out of reach.

Pran presents his bus stop project to the group of VIPs while Pat looks on proudly. He also turns to study the audience’s reaction. In addition to his observational skills, Pat has impeccable perception when it comes to reading people. I’m confident his successes in life so far have been based on 50% charm, 25% smarts, and 25% on his ability to read people. Add to that his boyish good looks and none of us ever really stood a chance, Pran included. He’s really the total package.

Pran wraps up his presentation and looks to Pat for reassurance which he gets in the form of an encouraging nod. Aww, these boys. They’re already such great partners and unconsciously look to each other for moral support. The bigwigs seem open to Pran’s ideas, but they just approved a similar project so invite him to come back and present again later in the year. Pran is understandably disappointed as Pat looks on. Before they’re dismissed, Pat speaks up and says they have another concept to pitch. Pran is shocked but Pat gives him a look that says trust me and I got you.

Pat presents them with his idea of a 100% eco-friendly bus stop, using solar power and recycled materials. Then he follows up with the kicker, if their grant is approved, they’d essentially be receiving company advertisement throughout the university campus. It’s a win-win for both sides. The VIPs are interested and Pran looks at Pat with stars in his eyes. Well done, Pat!

Back in the elevator, Pran asks Pat how he knew they were into eco-friendly projects and Pat points out the poster on the wall. He tells Pran to be more aware of his surroundings instead of constantly looking at him all the time. (I told you he notices, Pran!) Pran feels like he’s being called out and Pat gives him an out by saying, Pran is always eyeing him as if he’s there to cause trouble, calling him a jinx. Oiii Pat, why’d you let him off so easily?

They make a stop at the music store where Pran naturally migrates to the guitars. Pat comments that he already has one. Pran said he used to but it’s probably termite food by now. Pat suggests he look for it and that it may still be around. This seems like such a throwaway comment that doesn’t draw much to be read into, but we know better. Pran responds with no need and that this last fight probably banned them from competing in the music contest. Pat comments that when he gets to compete against him, Pran takes it very seriously.

I can’t help that when you’re near, my face looks at you like this. It’s not something that I can control.

Pat then catches a glimpse of Chai outside the store and pulls Pran in to hide. Okay, two giant-sized boys crouching behind what looks like a guitar amp, suuure, you’re now hidden from plain sight!

After a while, Pran says the coast is clear, but Pat doesn’t move away. He then sniffs Pran and says he smells damn good and that he likes it. Pran is all kinds of adorably flustered and doesn’t know what to do with this information, but then Pat goes and ruins it by asking him to do his laundry for him. And we all collectively face palm at the idiocy that is Pat.

Pran shoves Pat off him and says it’s not that Pran smells good, it’s that Pat smells bad. He leaves and tells Pat to shower sometime. Pfft!

We keep this love in a photograph We made these memories for ourselves Where our eyes are never closing Hearts are never broken And time's forever frozen, still

That night at the bus stop site, Pran sits alone brainstorming ideas when Pat shows up. I guess that built-in homing beacon goes both ways because Pat knew exactly where to find Pran when his texts and calls went unanswered. Pran asks what the hell he’s doing there and Pat looks around and says nobody is around, he can drop the pretense and speak nicely to him. Aww. Pran seems taken aback that Pat would actually ask.

Pat says he’s there because Pran didn’t respond to his messages. Pran says that he does respond when Pat means business. Pat questions why they can’t just chitchat? And then avoids eye contact as he asks, are you as hard on your other friends as you are on me? Aww. He’s basically asking Pran to confirm that they’re friends now. Pran takes a beat, but then responds with I wouldn’t be as hard on my friends and a visibly disappointed Pat comments he’s sorry that they’re not friends. Aww, puppy.

I’ve watched this scene countless of times and still managed to somehow miss that this is foreshadowing to their handshake later.

Pran tries to get Pat to go away but the boy isn’t budging, he’s determined to help. And his earnestness is truly undeniable because Pran eventually gives in. He asks Pran why he’s been staring at the site for a while now but still hasn’t drawn anything in his sketchbook. Pran snarks that engineers have it so easy, they don’t understand how difficult it is to be creative. Pat concedes that engineers might not be as creative, but they’re very practical and they get shit done. You tell him, Pat. He gets up determined to prove it to Pran and holds out his hand to help Pran up.

Pat says you can’t just sit and try to imagine a finished bus stop, you have to actually place people there to see what their needs are. He then suggests they role play as to the kinds of people who wait at bus stops; again, Pat is truly a reader of people. It’s crazy how it’s almost second nature to him. Pat suggests they act like they’re friends to which Pran emphatically says no. Then without pause, Pat says okay, lovers then, to which Pran is so surprised that he doesn’t even respond. Ooh, Pran, we see you sir.

After some back and forth on who gets to be the guy and who the girl, Pat calls Pran out on being picky over an imaginary scenario and says fine they’re two hot guys and they’re boyfriends. And Pran does not put up any argument! I need to shout this again for all to hear. Pran agrees to Pat’s terms, they’re two very hot boyfriends! Pat concedes that he’ll play the role of wife to Pran’s role of husband to which Pran’s only response is you’re such a masculine wife. Uh, that’s ALL you have to say, Mr. Parakul?

Pat fully commits to his role as a pouty wife and whines that it’s raining, and they should seek shelter under the bus stop. This whole act inspires Pran with several great ideas and with Pat’s prompting, Pran gets into it and starts envisioning the entire space. He starts scribbling away in his notebook, verbalizing his ideas to a receptive Pat. They are SO GOOD together. Why can’t they see it? Gah!

Pat says he’s thirsty from making a high-pitched girl’s voice, so Pran fishes out an Oishi bottle from his bag and Pat pouts for Pran to open it for him. Pran does and feeds him while he’s at it. But because they’re them, Pran purposely overdoes it, and the drink ends up drenching Pat all over. We are then treated to an adorable scene of Pat chasing Pran to wipe his sticky mouth on him. And God, this whole chase scene is so sickeningly wholesome and also foreshadows Pat chasing Pran later on. But just look at them. Look how disgustingly happy they are. Our dopey idiots.

So you can keep me Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home

They’re eventually worn out and end up lying on the ground. Pran looks over at Pat and finds him already staring at him. Aww. Pat then asks Pran if he likes “it” but Pat takes enough of a pause for the “it” to be an open question in which Pran just stares at him. Pat then qualifies it by saying, the bus stop. Do you like the new bus stop? Pran says he does, but he’s not sure if others will like it, too. Pat assures him that they will, because Pat does. God, this script is just too good and OhmNanon play it so naturally. I absolutely love conversations where there’s more meaning behind the words than what we’re given.

Pat then cuts the tension by chin booping Pran and says his honey is so smart using the high-pitched voice again. Pran tells him to stop, that he’s getting goosebumps, and his girly voice doesn’t suit his giant body. Ha!

The boys are back at LogTech where they’re informed that they’ve got financial backers for the bus stop. But the expenses are too high so they can only sponsor half of their proposal. As the boys leave the office building, Pran is visibly stressed out and Pat tries to help by suggesting they can save money by using lower-grade materials for the construction. He tells Pran not to worry that they’ll figure it out. Pran says that’s easy for him to say since it’s not his friends’ academic careers on the line. He leaves with the parting shot that it wasn’t even his friends who started this whole mess. Pat responds with, then who did, me? Ah, it’s like one step forward and two steps back with these two.

Woof. Pat in uniform is his best look on the show. I’ll fight anyone who disagrees. Also that lean. Boy can lean.

On campus, Pat sees his friends playing games on their phones without a care in the world and it pricks his nerves. Yesss, Pat! Ours too. He smacks Korn on the back of his head with his bag and asks them why they posted that video because now the architects are up shit’s creek. The morons turn it back on Pat asking why he’s so frustrated on the architects’ behalf? Need they remind him that he’s from the engineering faculty? Pat seems stumped as though this is the first time he’s asking himself, yeah why am I so upset for them?

When words fail, actions speak. LOUDLY.

We switch to Pat alone in his room deep in thought. He opens his closet and pulls out Pran’s guitar case, shocking us all. He smiles as he recalls their conversation in the music store, unzips the bag and pulls out the guitar and we see that it is in pristine condition. Pat has taken care of this guitar for YEARS. 1,095 days more or less. For Pran. Without being asked.

Pran is sitting with his friends discussing the bus stop reconstruction. They’re still short on funds and need to find ways to make it work. Pran suggests going to the bus site to see what can be salvaged and sold.

Look at this gangster and his merry men rolling up in slow motion. Of course Pat would get the hero’s slo-mo entrance.

At the site, they determine there’s nothing worth selling. Wai starts counting that there’s four of them. Congratulations, you know how to count Waisel. He whines that how are the four of them supposed to rebuild the bus stop by themselves. Pran says it’s an impossible task and they’ll need to hire people to help them. Pat’s ears must be burning, because he chimes in, are you talking about us?

We get a quick flashback of Pat manipulating his friends to help the architects with the rebuild project by telling them that if they forfeit the pavilion of peace to the other faculty, they’ll have no leg to stand on going forward. Pat is either a genuis or his friends are really just that dumb.

I read a youtube comment saying it’s a good thing Pat found these guys before a cult did. And ain’t that the truth. They remind me of the tiny green aliens from Toy Story and Pat is their Mr. Potato Head who saved them from the claw. “You’ve saved our lives; we are eternally grateful.” Wait, does this make Pran their de facto Mrs. Potato Head? LMAO. Now I can’t unsee Pran packing Pat an extra pair of his fierce eyes.

Back at the present, Pat tells everyone that if they work together, they won’t need to hire any more people. The engineers will oversee the project and he already got everything approved by their professors. Pat did his homework. The two boys shake on it while their squads look on. I love this scene so much because you can see the stirrings of something happening with Pran. He’s trying to school his face, but it still slips through.

That night Pran is pacing the hallway between his and Pat’s rooms. He looks to have been at it a while working up his courage when Pat opens his door and asks him what’s up. Pran then thanks him for the bus stop and convincing his friends to help with the rebuild. Pat tells him they’re responsible too, for posting the video, so can they call it even now? Pran agrees. Pat turns to go back into his room when Pran stops him. He takes a beat where we can see him again calling on his courage, c’mon Pran, you can do this. Have you eaten? Aww. He did it and we’re all cheering for our brave boy!

Pat takes a moment to respond, and we can see him considering whether he should lie and say no, but instead he tells Pran he ate already. Dammit Pat, this is the wrong answer. Pran turns to leave but now it’s Pat’s turn to stop him. He tells him to wait and goes inside. He comes back out with the guitar and proudly presents it to Pran. Oh, our hearts.

Pran’s joy at reuniting with his beloved guitar shows Pat that it was worth his effort of keeping it all these years. Pran’s happiness is tempered by their banishment from the music contest, and he says as much. Pat then says not so fast because they’re back in. Pran is surprised and asks Pat, how did that happen? To which Pat shrugs that he doesn’t know. But we know. Pat went to Professor Pichai, worked his charm, and got them both reinstated. The fact that he chose not to take credit for this with Pran. Oh, our hearts again.

He then encourages Pran to do his best in the concert by telling him not to lose to him and the engineers. Pran turns Pat’s earlier words back on him, you seem happy when you get to compete against me. Pat agrees and says it’s because he likes to see his face. OH. And the moment these words are spoken, we can see Pran’s eyes light up in a way that could brighten the darkest room. Our own eyes light up with his. Together we can power an entire city. Then Pat goes and qualifies it with... when you lose. Dammit again, Pat. He laughs and boops Pran’s chin and ruffles his head, then goes back inside.

Pran sits in their hallway, quietly looks down at his watch and at the guitar. His two cherished items returned to him years apart by the same boy. Oh, we feel it too, Pran. This boy is too good and worse, he doesn’t even know what he’s done. What he’s doing to you. How are you supposed to stop these feelings from coursing through your veins? He makes it impossible. Short of taking out your own heart. Draining all your blood supply. Even then. Even then this boy would still find a way. Pran eventually gets up, goes into his room, and shuts the door. A beat later we see the door opening again and the door tag is flipped to the smiling side.

And that wraps up the third hour with our soft boys. And soft they truly are especially in this episode. My fear of episode three falling under the same pitfalls as the previous episode were put to rest as soon as we were treated to that opening flashback. Then it was sealed with the wonton noodles and racing up the stairs. And then further cemented by the bus stop role playing. The entirety of the returning the guitar scene will forever stay with me. Not that the show ever lost me, or ever could, but this episode thoroughly made me double down on these two boys and their trajectory towards each other. I will lay my life down and bet on their love confident that I’ll win every time.

I want to address the music selection for this series so far because it might sometimes get overlooked. The song choices made are peak level musicology, especially the instrumental background music. The soft melodies that envelope the heart, feed the soul, and serve as the last pièce de résistance needed to complete the overall mood of the show. For this recap, I wrote while the episode was playing in the background on low volume. I didn’t want to distract myself with the audio. But every so often, I would glance over to see which scene we were at, and I knew just from watching a few seconds that I had to increase the volume to listen to the background music. It’s that telling how much the music choices resonate with each scene. How the quiet seems unsettled and incomplete until you fill it in with the notes and harmony that hits just right. It truly makes you appreciate how much work goes into the production of a show. The musical composition for this series is exceptional and helps elevate the show’s title for best Thai BL.

This episode was mostly told in a straight, linear format. Again, we are given only one flashback, but instead of revealing it towards the end to gut us in the last half, it kicks off the episode with a banger. P’Aof is out here telling us to quell our predictions, and what we think we know of his storytelling style, he instead keeps close to the vest. And how lovely is it that past Pat and Pran are wholly unique to their present selves. It’s not just the hair style or the school uniform either. There’s a certain quality that only comes with outstanding acting where you can feel the minute differences in characterizations. We’re only with them for a few precious moments, but even then, past Pat is shown as being even more carefree. Pran, while still contemplative, is less cynical. It’s so well portrayed here that we wish we had a peek at the missing three years that made them who they are now while simultaneously mourning the versions of them they were then.

Remember 5k+ words ago 😇 when I said the flashback was to set our expectations for the overall takeaway of this episode? And that was for Pran to figure out what his feelings for Pat meant in this current timeline. It’s all laid out for us if we look close enough. It’s in the considering look Pran gives Pat while shaking his hand. It’s when he thanks Pat and asks if he’s eaten yet. It’s how he sits in their shared hallway and looks at his watch and the long-kept guitar. And finally, it’s in the flipping of his door tag from frowny to happy – these are the exact moments when we learn that Pran has given in. The show wanted us to be so confident in his choice that they showed it to us four times. He’s expressing in his own Pran ways that he’s here; he’s owning these feelings, not hiding from them, not denying them. More than passively putting on the watch, he’s actively in it now. He’s no longer running. And we’re in it with him.

There are so many conversations between these two that can’t be taken at surface level, and I am loving their layered multi-meaning. Take for example, Pran pacing in front of Pat’s door and then telling Pat thank you. It’s a thank you (for everything you did to help Wai and them with the bus stop.) And Pat’s response is we were at fault too, but you're welcome (but you do know, don't you? I didn’t do it for them. Surely you must know that I did it all for you. You don’t need me to say it, right?) And doesn’t that just make you want to go climb the nearest mountain singing at the top of your lungs that the hills are alive with the sound of music?

Pran asking Pat if he’s eaten yet may seem like a small moment but in fact it’s monumental. He wants a reason to spend time with Pat, but even beyond that, he’s showing concern for Pat, to Pat. That’s HUGE. How many times has Pat asked Pran to speak nicely to him? And how many times has Pran scoffed at him in response? We all know it’s deflection as a means to safeguard his heart, but Pat doesn’t know this. Despite his observational prowess, he’s an idiot at seeing what’s right in front of him when it involves himself. So, Pran’s have you eaten yet is equivalent to him holding up a neon sign that might very well say, if you say you haven’t, then I’ll happily feed you. Pat may have just missed out on some of Pran’s home cooking, we’ll never know.

On the other side, the moment Pat tells Pran that he’s already eaten may seem minor, but I saw it as the point in time where Pat decides that he was never going to lie to Pran, even about the small stuff. Pat makes the decision here to always be honest with Pran and once Pat decides something, he’s immovable and resolute in that decision. He may tease and quip, but he won’t lie, not knowingly and never intentionally, not to Pran. It’s more than an unspoken promise he’s making to Pran, it’s a pact that he’s making with himself. This is the one person I will never hide from. And this promise carries throughout the remainder of the show.

And for his part, Pran has now accepted that Pat is in his life, present tense, he’s here to stay and Pran is weak to stop tornado-Pat from happening. Nor does he want to. So come sweep him away, Pat. We’re all ready and waiting.

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Thank you for reading and reliving BBS EP3 with me. Next up, the episode I’ve been looking forward to recapping for weeks now. Fun fact: I joined tumblr immediately after watching EP4 because I HAD TO to find someone to talk BBS with, it’s the episode that jumpstarted this blog. I’ve found my people in all of you. So, THANK YOU! And even now months later, I still feel like I could write an entire thesis on EP4′s ending alone. Watch me do it anyway. Until next time!

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