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aquaquadrant · 2 years ago

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Why do I feel like Etho and Patho would actually really get along well. Like there'd be a minute of "oh shit" then they'd be making some weird machine together.

Also any chance you would be willing to share the story about Patho's clock and maybe info on Hels Bdubs?

(honestly? true. patho isn’t bothered enough w the concept of being a doppelgänger so he’d be chill w etho if etho was chill with him. and etho’s like. always chill. anyway idk if this’ll answer ur questions but here’s uhhhh something)

~*~

patho pauses at the top of the netherrack hill, boots hissing briefly as he shifts off a magma block.

xyz: -12,485.167 / 67.09835 / 253,295.942

the coordinates ever-present within his field of view tell him he should be another hundred or so blocks away in the z axis, but he can already see the jungle’s grown since his last visit. it’s been slowly overtaking the neighboring nether waste biome for a couple decades, now. rate of growth has held constant, unchanging. that's something, at least.

patho slowly scans the horizon. words and numbers flash across the left half of his vision as his cybernetic eye rapidly processes new information based on visual input: netherrack, netherrack, crimson nylium, grass, jungle wood, jungle wood, jungle leaves, weeping vine. light level 3, 3, 3, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4. there's a lava pool eleven blocks over in the x axis; light level 15.

he starts walking again.

153 fps t: inf fancy-clouds b: 15x15 3 tx 3 rx c: 695/41672 (s) d: 16, pc: 000, pu: 00, ab: 42 e: 23/109, b: 0, sd: 9 p: 18 t: 109 error fc:0 xyz: -12,487.331 / 65.21091 / 253,375.987 block: -12,487 65 253,375 chunk: -780 15 7,835 facing: south (towards positive z)(1.5/5) client light: 5 (0 sky, 5 block) biome: error:nether waste local difficulty: 6.75//0.00 (day error404 not found) sounds: 5/247 + 0/8

the data shifts with every step. he's learned to tune most of it out by now, only paying attention to the biome indicator as he crosses the chunk threshold.

biome: error:crimson jungle

particles and sounds immediately jump up a couple degrees. glowing red specks dance slowly in the air, mingling with the ambient noises; hoglins rooting around in the brush, parrots calling unseen from the canopy above, lava bubbling in a pool nearby.

p: 35 sounds: 23/247

the temperature is warmer here. patho shrugs off his jacket, letting it hang at his elbows as he picks his way through the jungle. he doesn't even need to think about where he's going, coordinates left ignored at the edge of his vision. he's taken this path many times before, and he never has to wander very long.

his boots crunch softly on the nylium and grass terrain. jungle leaves and crimson fungus alike brush at his shoulders as he ducks underneath branches, taking care not to get tangled in weeping vines.

this is his favorite jungle. it's not the only crimson jungle he's ever come across- not to mention the warped jungles- but out of all the biomes he's seen, it's the one with the greenest leaves. something about this jungle sustains the normal trees just as well as it does the fungi, allowing the grass and leaves to stay bright and full instead growing in wilted and brown. it makes a lovely contrast with the blood red fungi.

not for the first time, he's thankful that the jungle is far enough away from spawn to be left alone. if other players knew about this place, with its well-sustained passive mob spawning and greenery, they'd destroy it for resources for sure. but he never worries too much about that possibility, because no mob or player sets foot in this jungle without permission from-

a weeping vine suddenly sprouts from the ground and lashes around patho's leg.

it's quickly joined by several more, snaking out from the undergrowth to wrap around his other limbs. before he can blink, he's lifted off the ground and pulled up into the trees. he doesn't struggle, doesn't panic- this is nothing new to him. the vines string him up among the highest branches, where a familiar figure is crouched in front of him, nothing but a pair of glowing red eyes beneath a heap of moss.

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"hey, dbubs," patho says casually.

the figure straightens up, hood falling back to reveal his face. his huge red eyes are sparkling with excitement, despite the dark circles lining them, and his mouth falls open in a wide, sharp-toothed grin. vines of varying shapes and sizes curl lazily around his body, small tendrils sprouting from the mossy cloak he wears. a couple veins of red discolor his skin, crawling up his neck and across his face. his messy hair is a bit whiter than the last time patho saw him, tinged red at the roots. a clock hangs around his neck, to match the one hanging from patho's hip.

"patho!" dbubs practically shouts, throwing his arms out.

sounds: 24/247

before dbubs can say anything else, patho asks his usual question. “what’s your name?”

“what’s my-” dbubs blinks, works his jaw for a second. “GODSLAYER666,” he proclaims loudly, puffing his chest out. then he pauses, frowns. “wait, no, i- i don’t know why i just said that. uh…”

it’s somewhere in the middle, then. not as bad as his worst days- at least he’s aware he’s lying, even if he has no control over it. and patho has to admit, that's one of the most entertaining responses dbubs has ever given to his little test.

"uh huh." patho shifts in the web of vines. they're holding a bit tighter than normal. of course, he could still easily break out of them. if he wanted to. "did you miss me, dbubs?" he asks instead, his voice teasing.

dbubs throws his head back to let out a sharp laugh, sending a shower of red particles fluttering through the air. "what?" he demands incredulously, his eyes blown wide. "miss you? i d- eugh, n'you stupid- i- i didn't even notice you were gone!"

patho hums with amusement. "then you don't wanna, like, kiss me or anything?"

"no," dbubs insists stubbornly, even as he comes closer. he steps boldly into patho's space, hands coming up to grab his face. "no, no of course not, i don't..." his long eyelashes flutter as he looks patho up and down. he smells like moss; like old vegetation and decay. there's soil and dried blood caked under his fingernails. "why would i- you ha- you have a lotta nerve..." dbubs tugs at the left strap of patho's mask, tilting his head. "do i- uh, do i get to see ya?" he asks, expression suddenly eager.

"yeah," patho chuckles.

dbubs grins widely, pulling patho's mask down. for a moment, he just looks at him. his calloused hand scuffs along the metal parts of patho's face- the entire ramus of his left mandible and most of his cheekbone, lost in the explosion that took his eye. the remaining skin is rough with scar tissue. dbubs strokes his thumb along that, too.

"i lo- um, i- i hate your stupid face," dbubs mumbles before he finally kisses patho. he seems to process his words a second later, breaking away with a small gasp of "oh! i d-", but patho simply leans in again, reclaiming his lips.

he knows what dbubs meant.

~*~

dbubs spares patho the trouble of walking, simply having the vines carry him to the hideaway. it's a difficult base to categorize: part tree house, part nest, part garden. in some places the floor is made of wood- in others, just a thick layer of leaves. there are potted plants and hanging vines everywhere, interspersed among stacks of barrels and moldy bookcases. little red mushrooms sprout from walls made of thatch and tree trunks. a couple of shroomlights provide gentle lighting as glittery particles drift through the open air; red, from the biome itself, and green from the spore blossom that patho brought him last year.

the vines unceremoniously drop patho onto the makeshift bed- a mat of moss and old, shredded banners. he's barely gotten settled, pulling his mask up and pulling his jacket off, before dbubs flops onto him with a heavy wuff.

"so!" dbubs starts loudly, propping his elbows up on patho's stomach. "what brings ya to see ol' dbubs today, huh?"

patho huffs a laugh. "what, i can't just stop by to say hi?"

"oh sure, okay." dbubs rolls his eyes, one of his vines flicking through the air dismissively. "you j- yeah, okay, be all secretive, then! see if i care." his haughty demeanor doesn't last long, though, as he shimmies up a little further, arms folded on patho's chest. "d'you- uh, do you wanna hear what i've been doin'?"

patho sighs good-naturedly, shifting so he can tuck his arms behind his head and lean back against the wall. "alright, go ahead."

dbubs beams at him and immediately starts telling lies. he tells patho about all the amazing things he's built (the jungle looks the same), all the incredible battles he's fought (no one's entered the jungle in years), all the wonderful places he's gone (he can't leave the jungle).

but patho doesn't mind that it's all lies. he's content to listen anyways.

they carry on like this until dbubs suddenly pauses, scrambling for his clock. "uh oh! gotta schreep."

patho glances at his own clock; dbubs is right on time, as always. that's one thing he never lies about. "okay, okay," he says, pushing dbubs off- he hits the moss with a soft thump. "lemme get my anchor."

"well, hurry up already!" dbubs shouts impatiently, vines swatting at patho's arm as he pops down his ender chest.

after placing the anchor and setting his spawn, patho reaches up and presses his finger directly into the center of his left eye, shutting it off.

he doesn’t regret putting a data processor into his cybernetic eye; the information it’s given him is invaluable. but every now and then, he needs a break from it. even when his eyes are closed, the display is still active, showing blank values on the back of his eyelid. turning the eye off is the only way to make it go away- of course, at the price of half his vision. so he only does it if he’s sleeping somewhere fully secure, and if he’s alone.

the jungle is an exception. dbubs has full domain out here- no mob or player can come close to his home without him allowing it.

"finally," dbubs huffs as patho settles back down. he's quick to cling with both his arms and assorted vines.

patho can't help but chuckle. "what's that you said about not missing me?"

"oh, shut up!"

~*~

patho abruptly reenters consciousness, emerging from a deep, dreamless sleep. with a soft groan, he fumbles to turn on his cybernetic eye, wincing at the sudden influx of data.

149 fps t: inf fancy-clouds b: 15x15 3 tx 3 rx c: 695/41672 (s) d: 16, pc: 000, pu: 00, ab: 42 e: 1/109, b: 0, sd: 9 p: 52 t: 109 error fc:0 xyz: -12,587.412 / 96.77253 / 253,401.623 block: -12,587 96 253,401 chunk: -783 15 7,845 facing: north (towards negative z)(1.5/5) client light: 7 (0 sky, 7 block) biome: error:crimson jungle local difficulty: 6.75//0.00 (day error404 not found) sounds: 27/247 + 0/8

"goooood morning!" dbubs calls, over on the other side of the little nook. he's busy rummaging through barrels, perhaps trying to find some breakfast. it’s unlikely he has any food stored; when he’s hungry, he hunts, and the jungle always provides.

"mornin'," patho says, rubbing his face. he sits up- and then pauses. there are weeping vines wrapped tightly around his legs. he sighs. “dbubs, you’re doing it again.”

“what?" dbubs manages to sound surprised. "no! no, i’m not, i’m- i’m just over here, minding my own business, crafting a loom.”

“a loom,” patho repeats flatly.

“yes! for um, for banners.”

“do you even have any wool?”

“do i ha- uh, of course! yes, of course i do.”

“can i see it?”

“no. no, i- i just ate it, actually. um-”

“you ate it?”

“yeah. sorry.”

patho sighs again. he kicks the weeping vines away. "i uh, i didn't mean to be gone for so long," he says, rising to his feet. "but, you know, i- i got held up with a job."

"a job?" dbubs glances over his shoulder at patho, squinting. "what kinda job?"

patho stretches his arms above his head, hearing both his natural and mechanical shoulder joints pop. "some guys out west are tryin' to make a portal out of hels."

"a portal?" dbubs's mouth falls open. "oh, for goodness sakes- and you call me a liar!"

patho knows better than to take offense. "it's true. they've got a player who came here from another world."

"uh huh." dbubs scoffs, but he can't quite hide the anxious shimmer in his eyes. "yeah, yeah, sure... so- i mean, did you do it, then? make them a portal?"

"basically." patho shrugs. "i uh, i told them everything they needed to know, to make one."

"right. you told th- okay." dbubs nods, bites his lip. "um- you didn't stay? to see the portal? or, uh…”

patho chuckles, crossing the distance to put his arms around dbubs's waist. "nah. i mean, come on, you know me, dbubs. i'm a- i'm a hels player, through and through. what's the rest of the universe got that's better than this place, right?"

dbubs grins at that, slotting his arms through patho's. "oh, you- you're such an idiot! y'know, i uh, i've been outside'a hels before and i- um, let me tell ya, you're missing out!"

"mhmm." patho smiles even though his mask is on. he knows dbubs can tell.

"yeah! "dbubs nods vigorously. "and, uh, there's- i got a whole world that's just mine!"

"is that right?" patho rests his chin on the top of dbubs's head. "tell me about it."

"it's a beautiful world, of course. my perfect builds, i ha-"

"of course."

"- uh, hey! quit interruptin'!"

"sorry, sorry."

"i di- thank you. so i um, i built a big ol' crastle, with a- hyeugh, a sorta um, horse course... y'know, with th- with the fastest horses anyone ever saw, one-stick horses, and- and uh, everyone was really impressed…”

this won’t last forever. it’ll only be a matter of weeks, months if they’re lucky, before patho won’t be able to ignore the itch to wander again. before the comfort and familiarity of the jungle becomes unbearable. before dbubs grows so used to his presence that the jungle itself tries to overtake him, the way it has dbubs- vines and veins of red.

he’ll leave without warning in the middle of the night, while dbubs is sleeping, because trying to leave while dbubs is awake never ends well. he’ll leave without a word and try not to think about the frantic whispers he knows dbubs sends him on lonely nights, despite knowing patho will never receive them (it’s the only time he regrets fusing his communicator with his arm- but how was he supposed to know he’d hear it in his mind? how was he supposed to know that disabling the chat was the only way not to lose himself completely to the endless flood of data?)

he’ll stay away long enough for dbubs to shatter apart, losing himself to the wildness of the jungle, and come back together. he’ll wait until dbubs has recovered from his grief, so that the next time dbubs sees him there will only be joy. because no matter how many times patho hurts him, dbubs always forgets it eventually.

“… so, you see, ol’ dbubs been workin' on a new technique, using the uh. grade- uh, gradient? block palettes... to create depth. ah hah! so- so listen, now, to teacher! it all starts with the color scheme..."

this won’t last forever. so for now, patho closes his eyes and listens.

error fps t: b: tx rx c: (s) d: , pc: , pu: , ab: e: , b: , sd: p: t: error fc: xyz: / / block: chunk: facing: ( )( / ) client light: ( sky, block) biome: error: local difficulty: // (day error404 not found) sounds: 1/247 + 0/8

~*~

#hels to pay au #HTP fic #hels hermits #hermitshipping #ethubs #<- i mean SORTA #pathbubs #in case it’s not clear patho’s mech eye basically acts like a debug screen #like when you press F3 in mc to see a bunch of data and stats #he can always see that info. prob less cluttered tho bc there aren’t any computer specs for him to look at LOL #anyway don’t look too much into the data values i was pulling them out of my ass #except for dbubs player data. DO look into that :3 #ALSO ty everyone for the asks i’ll get to em soon #my writing

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sapphicdib · 9 months ago

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MESSAGE FROM: The Frostrot NSH TO: Rot NSH "Why hello there, yet another me! I'm passing by to say: you got a very cool robe! I wish our scientists had such designs lmfao"

You caught her at kinda a bad time…wonder what’s gone wrong this time?

(He appreciates the compliment, though. He’s just dealing with some…unfortunate developments with Pebbles…)

also tumblr please let me fucking post this, i’ve tried FIVE TIMES…i hope this doesn’t suddenly spam people’s dashes jfc

#rain world #rain world downpour #rw nsh #no significant harassment #rain world au #rw #my art #rot au #letters #TY FOR THE ASK THO THIS WAS SO CUTE #sorry for sig’s grouchy reply. she’s stressed <3

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sallymew4 · 6 months ago

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riteru?

i wud love 2

sorry it took me so long to respond to your ask </3 i hope these are sufficient enough to make up for the wait

#ty 4 the ask hehe #i like studied this ship before drawing anything #but even so i dont think i pinned down their dynamic exactly.....hopefully i did ok tho lol #i think teru is slightly taller than ritsu and ritsu does not take this fact well #which becomes a minor teasing point for teru to poke at #these were fun :) id never really considered the ship too in-depth but i think i understand it #its a fun dynamic and they both have interesting personalities that mesh in silly and not-so silly ways. they would both take the bullet !!#mob psycho 100 #mp100 #mob psycho #mob psycho fanart #mp100 fanart #teruki hanazawa #ritsu kageyama #mob reigen and dimple are only sorta there... tiny mentions #small moment of girl psycho but not enough to tag i think #riteru #meowmeow art #mewmew answers #ignore any bad anatomy please and thank you <3

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miyamoratsumuu · 6 months ago

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your moots as tropes?

you unleashed the yappinator nonnie 🤙🏼 HIHI OK HERE WE GO!!

@lounaticcc what ifff childhood sweethearts!!!! those cute little pairs of kids promising to marry each other when they're older and sharing a ring pop AAAAAGH I could def see that with louise!!! just the innocence and genuineness of that trope reminds me so much of her<3

@daetko 100% childhood friends to lovers type!! I always thought of this trope as something so genuine and wholesome 🙇🏻‍♀️ talia's always super duper sweet and genuine, idk she just fits the vibe!! 🫶🏻

@rueclfer HEAR ME OUT!!!! what if bodyguard trope if that's even a thing BC LIKE every time I think of rue I instantly think of touya 😸 so if not villain, then 100% hired bodyguard/protector!!!! (protective touya ehem) OR OR ROCKSTAR ROMANCE AAAAGH I could think of so many tropes for rue actually, and most of them I don't even have a proper reason for??? they just fit like that 😋

@rinne-mio don't be mad at me, but what if playing hard to get trope 🥰🥰 I could see rin as the type to refuse affection when face to face with a suitor or what but the moment they turn their back on her she's squealing like crazy LMAOAHAHA sorry rin I mean this in the best way possible tho ily 🫶🏻 "lambingin mo naman ako" vibes sheesh I could go on and on about this one actually

@whenanafallsinlove secret relationship mayhaps?? ana seems like such a genuine lover to me and I actually don't think she'll be the type to keep a relationship a complete secret 🙏🏼 BUT you know those lowkey relationships where people would only know they're dating bc they asked the supposed couple? yep!! I could see ana in that hihi

@seumyo hear me out when I say roommates to lovers 🤲🏻🤲🏻 ESPECIALLY SINCE LIKE I saw your few latest posts about moving into your new place, and I think it fits??? I haven't actually talked to eumy much to the point that I'm more than sure with what trope to give her but I have a feeling that she's not the type to easily fall, but when given a certain amount of time to know someone I think maybe it'll work???

@sweetheartsaku say it with me HIGHSCHOOL SWEETHEARTS HIGHSCHOOL SWEETHEARTS!!!! saku's the type of lover that despite only being in highschool just might give it her all AND I'M SO SORRY IF I'M WRONG ABOUT THIS 😞😞 ALSO ALSO LIKE!! I could back up this claim with her most recent instagram story and idk!!! I just feel like saku's the type to softlaunch a highschool lover like how the layout of your latest ig story was 🙏🏼🙏🏼

@angeliicheartt I'm not too sure about this one but I think academic rivals to lovers??? OR ATLEAST LIKE rivals in one hobby to lovers 😽 elle would absolutely not give up on something she loves so easily just bc someone else came along and might be better than her at it so what if that leads to yk yk tk

@lunatiqez fake dating mayyybeee?? not completely sure about this one too, BUT HEAR ME OUT!!!! I could totally see liv in those typical plots where there's a situation where she needs to "fake date" someone to save one of their reputations or something, then eventually they fall in love ALL THAT!!! but with this one, both of them actually know they're starting to fall for each other but decide to do nothing about it!!!! bc like I said, everything they did was all just for the act of saving a public reputation

@kovu-bunnbunn I think I could see kovu in "touch my lover and see what happens" IDEK IF THAT'S A TROPE BUT STILL!!! feel like kovu would be one of those protective lovers but not in a bad way!! and I feel like their lover would do the same for them too 🤝🏻

#I didn't include much people on here I'm sorry!!#it's either I can't decide on which trope to assign them or I'm too shy to tag them huhu</3 #also my mindset in this is only tagging the moots I've talked to/interacted with the most lately so 🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️#I'll prob reblog this tagging other moots if I think of a trope for the people I wasn't able to include in this!!#this was so fun tho #TY FOR THIS ASK NONNIE ILY!!<3 #🖇️frans; [ answers !! ]#🖇️[ anons !! ]

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capricious-stars · 17 days ago

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For the recent outfit drawing thing, what are the chances of Swap Papyrus in #26 Also... Lace in #17?

I got a little carried away

#I did the Lace one first and only realized mid sketch of Stretch that the outfits weren't necessarily meant to be greyscale...#but it looks nice anyway so whatever #do not ask me why I chose those colours for stretch (<- knows it is obvious anyway)#I did briefly contemplate making it green tho green looks really nice on him but then I started thinking Ship Thoughts and blacked out #cough #anyway #can I...maintag these?#I mean they're not like. SUGGESTIVE suggestive. Just flirty outfits #mmmmmmmmmmmm ough idk #bc then I get scared of drawing attention here from The Children #ok #no maintags on this blog. Just in case #probably #idk #whatever man /dies #the tide waxes #neonstarslight #ty. For da suggestions <3 #good picks good picks

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igbylicious · 8 days ago

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*BANGING AGAINST THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE* SCI-FI 99 LINE SCI-FI 99 LINE SCI-FI 99 LINE SCI-FI 99 LINE

YESSSSSS 99 LINE SCIFI ASDKJDSJSDJKSDKJSJKD <3<3<3

okay so this came to me when i felt nostalgic abt firefly lol, so there's a few obvious inspiration points from there. the basic rundown is this;

the 99ers are down-on-their-luck space smugglers who dabble in some minor piracy to make ends meet

the only thing their ratty old, cramped ship has got going for it, is its stealth; so they sneakily poach goods off of big transport ships. when all goes well, they're long gone before the stolen goods (and optional knocked out security) are discovered <3

they're a ragtag bunch, but they're good at what they do

one day, based on a tip from the notorious information broker Kim Hongjoong, the 99ers steal a very specific crate from a very specific corporate science vessel 👀

they don't know what's in it, but they do know Hongjoong will pay good money for it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

so, um, so they're a little surprised when their stolen goods wake up and try to steal their ship 😬

...that's you. you're the stolen goods.

you're also a highly illegal science experiment, who escaped the clutches of famed nanobiotech developer / your ex-lover -> Park Seonghwa 😬

the 99ers quickly realise they're caught up in something way bigger than they're equipped to deal with; Seonghwa will want you back, but you and them also realise there's smth super shady going on with Hongjoong's interest with you

the fic is extremely slow burn

it's a shaky alliance between you and the 99ers

and at the start they only protect you in the hopes it'll get them out of this mess alive. they'd use you as leverage against either hongjoong or seonghwa in a heartbeat if they thought it'd help them

but as you survive dangers together, are forced to work as a team, (and live in extremely close quarters w/ off the charts sexual tension), things slowly start to shift

so when they finally have the perfect opportunity to throw you under the bus and make it out with their skin intact... they can't

and they risk everything to save you 🥺

(PS: Jongho is a hired gun who works for Seonghwa and makes the crew's life real damn difficult ♡ beloved monster of capitalism ♡ ♡ ♡ )

i don't have a snippet that i'm happy enough w/ to share, but i thought maybe i could share this outline of an early conversation between reader and the 99ers (minus mingi, who is busy fixing the damage reader did to their ship oop). it should give a pretty good idea of what the dynamics are like on this ragtag crew lol

(pls ignore the weird capitalization / grammar rip, my writing process works for me but that doesn't mean it's not a hecken mess ^^;;)

WIP TAG GAME

You: WHO IS IN CHARGE? WHO IS THE CAPTAIN AROUND HERE?

Yunho answers NO ONE simultaneously to Yeosang saying I AM.

It’s not arrogance or ego; Yeosang is genuinely confused. Isn’t he the captain? Didn’t they vote on it?

Yunho: YES AND EVERYONE VOTED FOR THEMSELVES.

I DIDN’T, San pipes up. I VOTED YEOSANG.

Yeosang, puffing up his chest: SEE?

Yunho: YEOSANG, WHO DID YOU VOTE FOR?

Thinks for a moment, then deflates. …AH. I VOTED SAN.

San beams at that, AW, and puts a hand on the back of Yeosang’s neck, gently squeezing. THANK YOU.

Yunho, staying calm but at his limit. OKAY, FINE, SO NOT EVERYONE VOTED FOR THEMSELVES, BUT WE STILL GOT NOTHING OUT OF IT. WE DON’T HAVE A CAPTAIN.

Yeosang still stares in silent disbelief, as though his entire world-view just got shaken to the core. Again; it’s not ego, it’s pure confusion.

Wooyoung flicks an annoyed finger at San’s forehead. WHY DIDN’T YOU VOTE FOR ME?

Immediate belligerence. BECAUSE YOU’RE BOSSY ENOUGH WITHOUT BEING IN CHARGE.

Yunho groans in despair — and though they might not have a formally elected captain, you’re pretty sure you have identified the guy who is, in all the ways that matter, their leader. (Or at least trying to be.)

#igby’s inbox #minkiverse #tag game #igby’s writing #...sorta #THANKYOUUUU I HAD FUN RAMBLING I HOPE IT WAS FUN READING TOO <3<3<3 #i *really* need to log off now but i'll try to respond to the last ask tomorrow #(tho ppl are free to send in more! i'm having a great time w/ this game asdjksdkjsdjk)#(ty everyone for playing w/ me!!! :3)

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