#dont mess up my tempo

[mostlyfate]

SEHUN TEMPO, 2018

[candyn-gutz]

WAH you like exo?? me too!!

LETS GO!! 🗣🗣 i was really. in deep around middle school but its still fun listening to them ^-^

also important question did you ever watch or read any theory you could find about them bc i did.

[undyinglantern]

finally jumped off the deep end and listened to all the stuff i'd missed out on

[iloveboysinred]

Hii, I love your Keith content 😔🙏🏻

Can you do Keith and Reader almost getting caught by one of the other Paladinsss I would actually burst

thank you anon bub <3 i'll always write for keith just for heartys like you (pls don't explode??)

but let's get into this ask real quick! you all already know that in my mind, Keith is a quickie feen. An impatient one, if we're being exact.

it wasn't rare to be bent over or folded up in the most open of places.

Which is why you don't really think twice about being bent over right on the kitchen counter, plates and cups scattered around after what was supposed to be a 'quick midnight snack'.

You're gripping onto the counter for dear life, biting your lip raw as Keith slides in and out of you. Your bodies are loud, the wet sound of dewy, sweat-slicked skin slapping together as his hips drive into you over and over and over again, stuffing you full until your legs wobbled from the strain of trying to hold yourself in place.

Keith's trying to keep quiet, holding his shirt between his teeth and swallowing his own moans. He knew this was risky, he knew the both of you would never live it down if you got caught--but when your plush walls squeeze around his aching dick tighter, sucking him into your warmth with little to no resistence, he finds that he almost doesn't give a fuck who sees you.

almost

Footsteps and low murmur's way down the hall drag you out of your pleasure induced haze, your eyes widening in alarm as you turn back to look at Keith, panicked when he didn't relent, instead gripping your hips tighter and pulling you down to grind into you, his tip pressing into your nerves so deliciously you almost swallow your own tongue to conceal your sounds.

"Keith" you panted placing your hand on his abdomin, as far as you could reach to still his movements. "Someone's coming. stop."

a fun fact about the castle is that everything echoes. You can never really gauge how far someone is from you until they're right around the corner becaue the footsteps echo so loudly. A plus on those rare occasions where someone sneaks into the castle, but a negative when you're in a predicament such as this.

Keith leaned over you, so close his chest pressed up against your back. He nipped at your ear, his warm breath fanning over the side of your face in low pants. "do you really want me to?" he didn't move, but you could feel him inside. He was filling you so well, his body hot and pressed against yours..

you knew you should've said no. especially when the footsteps sounded a whole lot closer than they were a minute ago. But the less rational part of your brain (the horny part) was louder than your better judgement. You rolled your hips back into him, feeling like he's been standing still for too long. way too long.

"No" you whined, bouncing and gridning against his lap the best you could manage with his weight still on you. "Fuck it, just be quick."

famous last words.

Keith nipped the side of your neck in appreciation. his hips started up again, this time quicker in tempo almost as if he was making up for the precious seconds you both wasted trying to make up your minds. He reaches between your legs, stimulating you until you saw white, your legs shaking from the exlilerating shocks of pleasure shooting through your body, your stomach clenching with the effort of swallowing the wanton moans you so desperately want to release. You dont even get to bask in the afterglow before you see Hunk's silhouette just a step away from entering the kitchen.

Before the light flickered on, Keith quickly pulled your sleep shorts up, tucking himself hastily away in his pants. When the lights turned on, you looked a mess, Your hair dishevled and Keith's clothes crumpled and hanging off his body. Hunk regarded you with a brief look of confusion.

"why were you guys just sitting in the dark?" he mumbled, eyes barley open in a sleepy daze. "oh! we um..forgot to turn the lights back on?" "yeah..we just came in here just to get some water. " a lame excuse, but how else could you explain yourselves? "oh. okay.." Hunk didn't question you further, simply grabbing a glass from the counter and turning the lights off on his way out, quietly commenting about the mess and bidding you both goodnight. You let out a sigh of relief, turning towards Keith who wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you flush against his body. "let's go back to my room" he muttered against the crown of your head. "i'm not done yet."

horndog Keith for the win fuck all that shy shit

[the-vegetarian-artist]

Asking you about your ska troll concept! They look so cool and I would love to learn more about them

@shadow-ray4 thank you for asking, genuinely was positive that no one would ask 😅😣 but I am HAPPY to share! To start here are the full refs I've done so far and explain as much of the concept as I've developed in my brain lmaooo (ALL MAJOR DEETS undercut cause its gonna be LONG)

@goldendaydna also helped with this and lowkey a concept we are semi working out since her sona Golden Tempo is an Urbano Troll (a recently named concept lol)

Ska Trolls are Big, Bright, and BOLD. Together, these elements create an energetic, highly danceable, highly vibe-able troll genre. They also explode into confetti and confections when excited or surprised. Dont worry they pop back up as if nothing even happened leaving a pile of candy and crepe paper on the ground. (Ska trolls are super popular with the kids.) They practically live for the music, known for dancing for several days straight with hardly a rhyme or reason to stop.

*Like even the smallest of surprises just make em POP! (Bonus Branch doodle cause why not??)

Adara, my sona, is a 4th Generation Ska Troll (her father being a 3rd Gen while her mama is a punk rock troll) so TECHNICALLY shes Ska-punk, but she still has the appearance of your standard Ska Troll so it's more a music specific.

Her great great grandparents being a reggae leaning funk troll and a rocksteady leaning funk troll who formed The Underground after being seemingly left behind along with other alt/subgenres of the main 6 kingdoms when they split. A place for alternative trolls like herself and her friends could live and PARTY HARD without micro judgments against their music. It's a haven for other trolls who feel they dont quite fit a specific genre or even one at all, but also HELLA secluded from the rest of the Trolls so they look different and SOUND different. (Cave acoustics and all) The surface likely gets trimmers and even earthquakes from their raging parties. (I'm still fleshing this out but I have this piece of "concept art")

*Its literally a bioluminescent shroom town. Like glowing mushroom homes, food, ect- glow worms on the cave ceiling like stars in a night sky. All the various alternative genre of trolls have like a glowy eye thing that allows them to just see naturally in the dark too-

*these were some posters I took heavy color influence from for Adara's pallet (I know they arent all ska, but punk, reggae, and rocksteady aesthetics were an addition)

Obviously I took most inspo from pinatas, party/confetti poppers, and the sorts mainly because the funk trolls poop...well. baked goods and I wanted to play off that but lean into the crazy evolution the trolls have canonically in the universe that foam at the mouth for 👀 🤲 But I wanted to make sure her colors and patterns gave off not just Funk influence, but also micro subculture influences that are within The Underground. (This including but not not limited to, how closely Ska Trolls were to the Urbano Trolls communities within The Underground)

*Exchanged tassels and stringy fur textures for more paper textures. Like literally walking, talking, breathing pinatas fr

*Queen Essence I love yuuuu

They are bigger than the average Funk troll and have very similar features to them, but texture and color wise are very different. They much more vibrant and staturated. Giving a mix of felt and crepe paper. They have tails as sortve as an evolutionary trait but also it gives maximum party mode as it can hold objects and act as an extra hand. Their ears are also longer and slimmer, making it harder for them to lift or perk up so they stay droopy unlike their funk counterparts. They are all naturals at brass instruments (mainly trumpet) and ALWAYS have a hop in their step.

*edit if the pics keep messing up... imma have to just remake the post 😭

[astrozxmbie]

ok guys im going to rant about my band class becauseeeeeeee i literally have nothing else to do rn and i actually need to rant about it because it is SO ANNOYING 😇

ok guys wrmmmmmm what the flip ok so there’s this part I have to play at my upcoming band concert I have snare drum on it right ok so this new girl has snare drum on it to UGHHDHHHUHHHHH when I tell you she cannot play like half of the part GIRLLL like ok I get she’s new but 1 we’ve had this part since like the 3rd week of school 2 we’ve literally had a student teacher helping us on this part 3 not only did we get a student teacher we got a PROFESSIONAL PAID HELPER FOR THIS PART. And like she’s been playing for 2 years soooo!!! Like she can play like the first half of the part but bro the last half I SWEAR SHE MESSES UP ON SO BAD. Like im gonna tweak bro we have a concert in TWOOO WEEKKKSSS SHE NEEDS TO LOCK IN OMG. Anywyayysyyyssss I swear out of the 7 percussionists that we have me and like MAYBE 2 others are good. One didn’t even want to be in band, I’ll js call him Q for now BROOO if he gets a part he doesn’t like he just doesn’t play it at all like he is such a fuckingggg brattt and he’s a nasty greasy haired bitch like I hate that kid in general oh my goshhhhhh. then this kid who is supposed to be a saxophone player but I guess he switched to percussion is like, semi-good, like sometimes he can play his parts but like he doesn’t even hold the drum sticks righhttt oh my goshshhhh and he loves to correct someone like I was playing my part right and he goes “um…ur counting wrong.. 🤓☝️” OK WELL I COUNT A CERTAIN WAY SOMETIMES BECAUSE ITS EASIER FOR ME TO UNDERSTAND LEAVE ME ALONEEE AT LEAST IM PLAYING THE PART RIGHT OH MY GOSHHH…and thenn there’s this kid bro I swear she just doesn’t even try like she’s always on some filler part like she’s never been on snare, bass, or bells bc she cannot read notes or play for the life of her and she’s been playing for a while. Then there’s this one kid like he can play the rhythm of a part sometimes but he is neverrrr on tempo and he cannot read notes for the life of himmmn oh mygoahhhh. Then ohmygosh there is another girl and like sometimes she can play good but she’s always rushingggggg like she is NEVER on tempo ughhhhghghhh. I think the only two actual good percussionists are me and my friend, but she doesn’t even go to the same school as me anymore. Like I swear none of them try it’s so annoying like half of the percussionists are just kids who joined band bc their parents wanted them to so they don’t even try it’s sooo annoyinggg.

Ok then there’s this kid who is like a baritone I think ummm idgaf about what he plays so idk what he plays BUT brah I swear he always has something to say about someone’s playing like ok ho stfu u can’t even play the chromatic scale that good and we’ve being playing the chromatic scale since for like…,.,. Going on 4 or 5 years now..!! And he’s soooo nasty like he’s greasy he openly doesn’t wash his hands and he always is smelling like smth!! Brahhhh go clean urself istggggggg

Like I only like 2 or 3 people in the whole band. One of the 2 or 3 hates all of the kids in the band justtt as much as I do

but like don’t get me wrong, we have a good band like lots of kids ACTUALLY practice and put time into playing but some don’t. like our band won a first place award for our playing out of all of the schools in the district sooo if that’s not saying smth…

but like I said some kids just suck but I mean overall our ensemble is great

Ohmygosh and then my freaking band director UGH he wants to sign up for the all county band but likekekeee…girl I don’t want tooooo and I’ve TOLD him that. SO. MANY. TIMESSS. But he’s always like “Oh but your the only really good player and no one ever plays the timpani in the all county band and you could because you’re reallyyyy good at timpani! 😇” and it’s like ok ho well I DONT WANT TOO like im going to join marching band next year if I still feel like it and that’s a lot out of me bc last year and earlier this year I did NOT want to join marching band at all. I only changed my mind bc I might be going to a different school next year and they don’t have a band program so I was js gonna join my current schools marching band program.

I mean don’t get me wrong my band directors is really good like he is really helpful and compared to other schools I’ve seen he’s probably like. One of the best in the school district.

Ughhh and I hate when people ask me if im a band kid NOOO I SWEAR IM NTO IM NOT A FUCKJNG BAND KID BRO PLEASEE IM JUST A KID IN BAND DO NOT ASSOCIATE ME WITH BEING A BAND KID I HATE ALL OF THE KIDS IN THIS BAND CLASS

Ummm anyways thatttt was reallylylyyyy long!! Ssorry ik NO ONE cares but like I needed to say that all bc I was js thinking about that and needed to get it all off my chest ummm 😇

[crguang]

I'm back. Miss me? It's been several months since I opened this apl

I literally just encountered my acquaintance story but I'll alter it a bit. Imagine this is violinist Kafka x Pianist (Accompanists) Reader.

I imagine Kafka is like Chloe Chua, a famous prodigy that is known all over the world. When she was little, she has a cold yet talented accompanist (like the tone that she produced is warm. Quite contradictory with her appearance) this accom is reader (another prodigy that took lesson with a famous pianist, let's say the reader's teacher and Kafka's teacher is like a colleague that happened to perform together in the past, that's how reader can meet Kafka on the first place).

Suddenly Kafka's violin teacher replaced reader with another accom. Which makes her confused and becomes an annoying person. Like no one can stand Kafka and want to be her accom. But Kafka is talented, so people is using her so they can write it on CV like... "has performed with Kafka on Carneige Mellon" HAHAHAHA

Well, turns out the reader is some kind of retired but Kafka never knew about this fact. You know.... that one prodigy that people know as a prodigy, they never saw her musical journey till they grew up? Yup that's the reader.

And how do they meet again? I have no idea and I have no idea why reader retire. Just suddenly inspired by my acquaintance's story. I don't want to spill her story full, just taking the essence hahaha.

-🎹

HIIIIII AAAAA HOW ARE YOU!!!! has it been months already?… oh my goodness i hope youre doing great, i missed you and your violinist kafka thoughts <33 i neeeeed this AU written but i dont know anything about music so i wouldnt be the best person to write it but it sounds so GOOD.

kafka and R having perfect synergy because theyre so familiar with each other, maybe sharing some of the burdens of expectations at a young age, kafka being so focused on honing her skills that she’s kind of a loner and R was her closest friend growing up wow… R is more reserved and quiet while kafka’s a little troublemaker who never gets caught misbehaving and who drags R into her little schemes. they’re both pushed hard but they have each other; when one of them doubt themselves the other is there to tell them not to be stupid, they share a love for music that goes beyond spoken words like oh my godddd. maybe they’re each other’s first kiss and kafka initiates it because she wants to try and theres no one else. they never talk about it again.

anon your brain is so big even if that’s your acquaintance’s story like this is amazing— in response to your other ask i do think since kafka is naturally confident, if she knows that shes so important that other people are using her to boost their careers, she would be a little brat because she’d get away with it. once R is out of the picture i can see her pushing others to their limits, being dismissive of their struggles and getting irritated if they mess up some notes or cant follow her tempo because she knows who she wants to perform with, who would be able to follow her effortlessly and actually push her to be better and it’s not her eager peers. she’s condescending and keeps to herself so it’s hard to get past the surface and actually befriend her. no one wants to practice with her because she’s a hard ass but she doesn’t care… depending on her teacher i think she might grow up associating her worth with her skills and would be very hard on herself, especially if others start relying on her musical prowess to get better.

imagine her and R meeting again like a decade later omfg. R took a break from music while kafka hasnt and has only gotten more famous, but she recognizes them instantly despite both of them having grown up. R congratulates her on her success and asks how she’s doing, kafka answers talking about her next performance or her skills and R is like “that’s great. what about outside of music?” kafka ends up skillfully turning the conversation around because she doesn’t know what to reply with. the vision is so clear rn… R, as they’ve actually had time to find themselves outside of their potential, is the one helping kafka do that as well. when kafka finds out they’ve stopped playing the piano she’s personally offended. what a waste of potential. shes spent years thinking of them as the only person who could match her talent. she tries to get them to play again often and they refuse every time, but they do end up spending more time around each other and getting to know the other like they used to when they were younger. kafka’s gotten more guarded and confident, but R sees through her anyway and it makes her uncomfortable. she hides it well tho. oh that slow burn childhood best friends to strangers to friends who are new versions of themselves to lovers is REALLLLL ITS SO CLEAR IN MY MIND. FUCKKKKK

[hauntedmoon519]

i write scrawling spiralling

riffs and lines lyrics and

songs; chickenscratch that

lies dormant and unmade on

the iced pages

my hands twitching with

the need to press strings to

slam chords pull resonance and

i cannot bring myself to it

it hurts far too much

my creativity is a wet cardboard box

i remain tucked in shut

inside of the

multi layered maze, labyrinth chipping away

at my thoughts peeling through

my flesh scouring for ideas i

do not know if

it was or will be

does the syrupclear and honey gold coating

the matcha green taste good?

i know your thoughts on coffee black

are opposed of it's rich bitter punch and

the sweetness is better

does the honey taste better?

i am a tepid

trepid tentative

kitty cat wandering the

empty crowded flooded

hollowed streets and alleys of

my mind with unkempt hair and whisker

s looking for something anything a light a bell

ringing mewing and crying for a box a home to lie in and pray, cry, weep, beg, plead

for someone to find me and take me home

away from the lukewarm ices spear

background character

roll the flats of idyllic scenery

and let the audience cheer and clap

for the main characters

i slump backstage the

plot not made not meant for me

why would it be

i will drown in ink and blood before

streaky curtain calls

and scattered smeared applause

painting the asylum walls

forsooth i am naught more

than a cruel joke of mediocrity

hah.

back row

off tempo off beat off time

demoted to

the bottom dropped and

sunken why am i always sunken

i am not enough for the

front stands solos lights shows i

drink in the silence and

taste powdered bleach, metallic salt

waiting for my part to play

hoping praying that i do not

mess up and trip

i have tripped stumbled fallen

down and cracked open my crown i

have plummeted from that which has already

fallen i

icarus

too close and yet

it was all a dream icarus

you never flew in the first place

split focus

did you know the light of

the moon is actually a warped

reflection of the sun as it

tries to cling and hold onto the

warmth so desperately while still

never being enough to

produce it's own light

multi task

i dont mind

however much is enough is

enough for me

[exobrasiloficial]

I dont understand why exo stopped naming their albums the way they used to. Like xoxo, exodus, ex'act and... the war? dont mess up my tempo? Well at least we had exist

[ashmp3]

EXO i do want to know these 10ish songs but also: loona (and subsequent groups/solos/etc), kara, and fromis

okay you wound me..... i will leave exo LAST. because im afraid it will be more than 10 ANYWAY!

loona - this will sound so bad but my favorite songs are their solos... egoist and eclipse! and sweet crazy love from oed kara - mr., let it go, cupid, step, mamma mia, when i move, lupin fromis - attitude, in the mirror (can i just say whole unlock my world album its So frommy so solid), escape room, 0g, airplane mode, weather

EXO......... these hoes. i will have to go album by album and EP by EP they are the group that got me into kpop you gotta understand. I will be very strict though so this is best of the best to ME.

xoxo - black pearl, baby dont cry (songs that got me into kpop), heart attact, my lady exodus (my fav) / love me right - everything except beautiful and my answer. sorry for being like this. i even made my family listen to it on our roadtrip back in 2015. favorite might be el dorado and exodus? its just an insane album i dont KNOW ex'act (lotto repackaged... whateva) - AR-TI-FI-CIAL LOVER... artificial love, monster and lucky one the war - the eve, going crazy don't mess up my tempo - OOH LA LA LA........ OOOOH LA LA LA. obsession (second fav) - BABY YOU ARE (my top3 song so if u listen to any this is the one), obsession, trouble, jekyll, ya ya ya exist - cream soda don't fight the feeling - runaway... insane song, paradise universe - BEEN THROUGH. this is next to baby you are to me so top3 again! the power of music - SWEET LIES again top 3 but it reminds me of bad period of my life. beautiful gorgeous song kyungsoo is insane. miracles in december - my turn to cry okay so by my calculations my favorite exo songs are sweet lies, been through, baby you are, artificial love, ooh la la la and whole exodus album. GREAT!

send me a kpop group and I'll tell you my favorite song of theirs &lt;3

[candyn-gutz]

that being said. i will be a hater and say that love shot isnt their best song. it got so popular thanks to the mv but considering its the repackage of dont mess up my tempo its not even CLOSE. to me. the acapella part alone is enough to top it

[auntiefragile]

dont mess up my tempo

[bueckersfudd]

my post game analysis:

starting with Ash because that first quarter was just perfect... 20/30 points 14/14 of the first points perfect conversion rate... second q took a bit of a dip but she came back in the 3rd/early forth and i thought it was great... ive personally never doubted her even after the ND game and i think this proves it

Paige/Sarah: i kinda have the same things to say about them both played amazing and paige finally decided to take shots that was amazing to see... paiges 3 pointers also falling + some of sarahs too... but i thought both of them really played well.

Kaitlyn: even though her impact is only sorta shown on stat sheets (8 ast, 5pts) when you watch her vs kk play theres a huge difference.. the biggest one that I see i think ive said it before but she runs the game at a way faster tempo which kinda puts off the defense hence the 30 point first quarter along with practically any time shes on and kk isn't... i feel like kk attempts to slow down the defense by stalling and stuff which is fine to waste clock time but the +/- when kk's on has got to be less that KC...

finally kk, ice, jana: all a hot mess but ice was better than the other two for sure. ice finally had alot less turnovers so props for that the finishing is still questionable but wasn't needed today because of the great 3pt shooting... jana idk what to say again more fouls than points which is wild and you are telling me she played almost 20 min and only had 2 points? same with kk more fouls than points but ill give it to her normally it doesn't happen like this but still... and for the record what is up with everyone wanting to shoot 3s please stick to what you are good at if your name isn't ash, paige, sarah don't do it please (ice, kk)

Morgan/Allie: morgan fouled out i didn't watch most of the 4th so not sure why... i hope though allie gets more min.. and we aren't talking about Q... its really wild she hasn't transfered idk how she even got recruited to uconn which is something i can say about almost 1/4 of this team. well that was long but i think that was a great win and if they continue this esp ash, paige, sarah i think the usc game is ours and the defense today was not bad today ngl

me when i forget to respond to asks for days bc i dont have notifications on for this app sorry anon!!i agree with pretty much everything, though!

guys i wanna relive that first quarter forever why has everyone already moved on?? we needed a big game out of someone not named paige or sarah and we damn sure got it.

also i'm so moved by kaitlyn at this point i don't even think we need another pg tbh (im sorry kk i love u). i wanna see morgan cheli play more significant minutes. put her in when its still anyone's game i wanna see what she can do, hopefully without fouling out.

we need to work on our perimeter defense. we got lucky against iowa st bc they kinda suck on all fronts, im really not gonna sugarcoat it 😭 it was better than some games but still not great. anyways those are my additional thoughts now that ive had some time

[tellyourselfaboutit]

Wow acually crazy, almost none sleep still kinda woke

I want to clean up the mess like i cant stand it when my home is messy period

Started doing bath laundry and stuff like that cause honestly it's the small things you do full minded

The weeknd was crazy but i learned and i will act better the next weekends are working also on wendsday and yeah went to work on sunday although i was on an other level

D is cute he's sleeping like it cause i can clean in my tempo chilled

Honestly drugs are crazy i am working on persepcion and on my realition

Dont know what i am up today but i will sleep befor i will go enter the world period

Also got som important email's to write

Founded some amazing art studios

Want to do nails and post art and funny stuff i am comin in spring ...

Feel the energy also did som meditation

[theywrites]

17 wins in row, the God of Glory, master tactician - wherever Sun Xiang turns there's always Ye Xiu. Ye Xiu's legacy in Glory is an all-covering, and Sun Xiang is always in his shadows. He, Sun Xiang, has replaced YeXiu as Team leader and One Autumn Leaf is his. Yet, it's like he is picking up the leftovers that YeXiu has allowed him. He hates it.

***

He cries in the bathroom behind the scenes. Losing hurts, hurts so much not only because they are eliminated, but because he thought he could do something against their losing streak, change their downfall, and he struggled all he could but still, inevitably, lost. He was not enough. In the end, he didn't do a damn thing.

And then of all the players, the staff, hell, even sneaky fans who sometimes find their way backstage, Ye Xiu walks in on Sun Xiang leaning over the sink, crying. And Ye Xiu, the bastard he is, doesn't have the decency to walk away and pretend he didn't see. He rubs salt in Sun Xiang's wounds, and really, he'd always been the reason for Sun Xiang's problems.

"Sobbing like this after losing a match.... Young kids these days lack resilience."

Sun Xiang raises his head and glares. Ye Xiu smirks. Damn him.

"Get out," Sun Xiang hisses as he turns to look away. He can't tolerate that bastard mocking him.

"Oh? Is that so." SunXiang doesn't look up, but he hears footsteps walking towards him. Sun Xiang feels like a rabid dog, he wants to bite YeXiu's head off.

"You know-" he whips his head around, his still wet eyes, he hates YeXiu for being such a despicable being who is kicking SunXiang when he's down. Ye Xiu is leaning against the sink beside him, smiling at him. At least SunXiang sees that YeXiu halts, and he stops saying whatever he was about to say. There is a small moment of victory, but Ye Xiu was charging to strike back harder. (You look too cute glaring like this Dont look at me like that you look too cute.) "Don't look at me like that," he starts, he's looking straight through SunXiang, saying the next words. "You think it's my fault that you lost. You're blaming me for all your failures." He advances, he's building up for the final blow. "When will you learn to improve yourself?"

Sun Xiang feels small and childish standing in the bathroom with YeXiu who's caught him, a mess, after crying because his dream is shattered and his effort were for nothing. YeXiu is looking down at him like he's a toddler and it doesn't help. SunXiang resolves himself to stare at the dirty floor until YeXiu leaves.

He doesn't speak, so YeXiu continues. (Perhaps knowing he's right, because SunXiang doesn't retort.)

"You should not have charged in like that into the enemy, knowing that your team cannot keep up with your movement. A battle master with.. has un.. movement speed, yet you charge right on and leaves your teammates behind fully knowing that, instead of adjusting your tempo ti make a coordinated attack. That's a huge mistake, as a player, but even more as a team leader. Also,-"

Blood rushes to SunXiang's head as he stares at the floor, his ears are flooded with the rush of his own pulse.

"I did everything I could!" Sun Xiang interrupts. He's yelling at the dirty spot on the pale bathroom floor. He sucks in a breath. "I practised so damn hard every day, I always put my most into the drills, I stayed behind to practice pressing the right buttons to stay in my best shape, I mastered new combinations to surprise the enemies, I even made myself watch vods to notice the details of our enemies and the playstyle of the opponent team even though it's not my strong point, I tried to motivate the others even when nobody listens to me, I tried everything- everything I could and could not - even when I knew that everyone in the team thinks I'm a complete idiot, and even when I made a fool of myself trying, I still tried my best!"

He's crying again. Damn it.

Damn Ye Xiu for making him cry.

“You’ve beaten me in every way possible now. Are you happy? Knowing that even having the account card you left behind I’ll never fill your shoes, and I’m not cut out for leader position I took from you, I can’t lead my team to victory like you did and whatever I try in Glory I’ll always be in your shadow.”

Sun Xiang feels utterly defeated and it’s the first time he admits so. “What more do you want?”

He’ll never beat YeXiu. He hates YeXiu for being better than him, he hates himself for not being better. The truth hurts too much.

SunXiang tries to quench down the sobs, but he knows that his shaking shoulders are giving him away. His hands are white from clenching on the cold porcelain sink. He feels YeXiu's warm hand on his. And he hears YeXiu tsk.

"Sun Xiang," he calls. Sun Xiang looks up despite his resolve to only stare at that dirty spot on the laminated floor. His face is pale, his eyes are red, his mouth is slightly open and he's heaving through his mouth. Too late, he notices that YeXiu is too close to him, and that there is a something in YeXiu's eyes he cannot decipher, and that YeXiu is leaning in on him.

YeXiu's lips are soft on his

***

“I’ll never fill your shoes,” YeXiu is laughing again. “That was really cute.”

Sun Xiang scoffs. He confessed in a moment of weakness. Trust YeXiu to exploit that.

YeXiu snuggles his head in the crook of SunXiang’s neck. “Don’t be mad at me,” he says, his words tickle.

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