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kaanes · 1 year
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1️⃣6️⃣ ✨️
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ddelline · 23 days
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“unleashing his potential with a single blow; beneath scattering sparks of black… itadori yūji awakens”
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staysuki · 10 months
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🎶: after somehow getting a scholarship from an exclusive arts school, y/n says goodbye to a life of normality and peace.
masterlist (soon) | next
a/n: i missed writing and i am now doing that basement fic idea of hollywood arts AU. thank queendom puzzle for inspiring me to actually start this.
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lmk if y'all want tags!
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whump-queen · 1 year
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BABE WAKE UP ⚡️⚡️NEW REAC JUST DROPPED⚡️⚡️
and it is STUNNING ✨❤️‍🔥✨❤️‍🔥
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thank you sosomuch @obsessedwithegos — i will be using this liberally~
(look @the-wind-anon you’re a reaction image now 🌟✨)
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turbolainen · 1 year
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ambitionsource · 3 months
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also in season three ‘dylan and asher’ when dylan asks riley this:What would you do if you were in this situation? If Lucas just… if he broke things off and said he was doing what was best and just walked away? Would you go after him and try to figure things out? Or would you just leave it alone? [ nervous ] Should I just leave him alone? i’m going insane. 🍇
this is exactly why i love you ambition warriors so dang much. you pick up on our little plants (sometimes seasons in advance) and go back to go insane over them. you all are the best readers and we're so lucky to have you
(in short -- yes, riley and dylan having that convo, and the way it was all phrased, was very intentional).
-- Maggie
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the want 2 use the vocabulary i learned from readin the thesaurus in elementary school vs the need 2 b a brainless whore
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dreaffodil · 2 years
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tihgnari · 2 years
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since when yn rejected ayato??? i don’t remember shi
she never verbally said it but ayato took it that way when they fought in the hospital and he found out the stranger he was texting was yn.
remember he said "did you hate the thought of being w me so much... etc etc" sooo to him, that was a rejection.
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arytha · 1 year
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brain empty will write later
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windburnedeyes · 1 year
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chalkrevelations · 2 years
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There was a lot of Beltane over the weekend, but I actually have some time off this week, so here’s Bad Buddy Ep 4, Part 4, finally – in which Ink makes some things clear but apparently not clear enough; Pat does not know when to stop, ever; and Nanon Korapat’s ridiculously expressive FACE breaks my heart. Fair warning, this got long.
Due diligence, of course: There will be spoilers – including, possibly, for later episodes. If you haven’t finished watching the show and don’t want to be spoiled, drive through and come back later.
So, OPEN ON Pran, on the bleachers, prepping for the big Architecture vs. Engineering rugby game. Pat shows up in full trickster mode, comes over and plants his ass down two feet away, ready to start instigating some shenanigans. Pran is not down for shenanigans today, he’s kind of cranky, and he tells Pat, why don’t you just give us away sit down right next to me. Pat wants to know if Pran’s worried someone will see them together (which we ALL know the answer to, by now), tells him that he can just say they’re talking about the bus stop (A. you stole that idea from Ink, Pat, and B. how much is there to actually say about the bus stop?), and then asks if Pran’s afraid people will think Pat is flirting with him (WHICH YOU ARE, PAT). At this point, Pran aggressively ignores him, which is the worst thing you can do to Pat, so Pat retaliates by reaching over and stroking Pran’s hair. :hands: I don’t know if this was supposed to be ruffling his hair, but that is NOT what ended up happening. There’s some slapping on Pran’s part and continued poking on Pat’s part, until Pran hisses at Pat to stop playing around because people can see them, and Pran isn’t ready to be seen, yet. He’s just starting to get serious about retaliation when Ink shows up with her camera, snapping some pictures, and literally says “Look at you two!” NO, don’t look, Ink! Pran isn’t ready to be seen, yet! Ink says she missed the sweet moment, and can they do that again for her and her camera? Pran does NOT oblige her and tells Pat to get back on his own side, causing Pat to grab up his bag and huff off like he’s been mortally insulted. (Pat’s love language (receiving) is clearly time and attention, and he’s just been roundly rejected.) Ink makes some small talk at Pran about his shoulder, while Pran’s face does some complicated things as he assesses how much he actually wants to be talking to his apparent rival in his doomed love affair. But Ink tells him she has a victory gift for him if he wins, and he looks pleasantly surprised, then thoughtful as she walks away. Significantly, we hear her say, from out of the shot (presumably to Jam, who’s been trailing her), “Do you want to take pictures?” and Jam responds, “Never say no to cameras.” Always allow yourself to be seen (maybe significant that it was Pat, who’ll have less of a problem being open and with people knowing about the relationship, who was the one Ink and Jam pulled in front of Ink’s camera first, almost as soon as she met Pat and Pran again?), but also, always allow yourself to see – don’t turn away, don’t pretend you don’t see, don’t pretend that what you do see is something other than what it really is. Spoiler alert: Pran will NOT follow this advice, at least not yet, and we get an immediate example of this as, at this point, he looks over toward where Pat has ended up, and we cut to a shot of Pat that’s clearly from Pran’s POV, beyond Ink and Jam in the foreground. We see that Pat’s looking back at Pran with a hint of a smile, and he’s in crystal-clear focus – the only thing that IS, in this shot. All of his surroundings are soft and out-of-focus, but he’s so sharp and defined that if you pause here, it almost looks like they’ve got Ohm Pawat against a green screen. He holds Pran’s gaze, and one corner of his mouth quirks up into a smile.  Cut back to Pran, who is … not happy about his own clarity of vision, nor what he’s just seen. This is not safe – what Pat is doing, what Pran is feeling - all of it is so far out of Pran’s comfort zone, and he tries to shake it off, literally shaking his head.
Now the two teams hit the field, led by Pran and Pat as they line up against each other. Their seconds, Wai and Korn, are just behind them, staring each other down, just like Pran is staring down Pat, who seems taken aback at being the object of Pran’s killing focus. I thought you wanted competitive Pran, Pat. Take a look, he’s ready to go. Anyway, we get a lot of running around with the ball now, which I’m not going to pretend to understand the rules of. Guys are passing the ball back and forth, spectators are cheering, Ink is taking pictures. Pat scores a goal. Korn tackles Pran. Pran tackles Pat. Pat tries to tackle Pran but is unsuccessful, and Pran scores a goal, and I rewind and watch again, trying to figure out if Pat was really trying or not. I’m still not sure, particularly given later developments. Pran takes the time to stare down Pat and give him a flippant little finger salute on his way back to the Architecture side of the field. Pran is - let’s just be honest here - being kind of an asshole, every single one of his porcupine spikes is out and quivering, and Pat’s a little baffled by it. Oh, honey. GET THERE FASTER. Next, Pran tries to tackle Pat, but Pat passes to Korn, who scores, leading Pat to turn around in Pran’s arms and grin at him, because when we cut back to Pat and Pran after Korn’s goal, Pran still has his arms around Pat’s waist and is snugged right up against him, his chest pressed against Pat’s back in a pose we’ll see again in a later ep, only lying down and with considerably less clothing. Sports, amirite? Pat is amused and warns Pran that if he holds Pat this tight, people might think they’re boyfriends. Pat, your Oblivious Faux-Straightboyness is KILLING ME. It’s also killing Pran, if you’re wondering why he seems to be out for your blood. Anyway, next, we see Chang – I think, that looks like his head of curls – tackle Pran, and Engineering takes the ball while Pran stays down on the ground for a minute. Pat comes trotting back to him and holds out a hand to help him up, which Pran aggressively ignores. I mean, I’m sure y’all know what I mean when I talk about someone aggressively ignoring someone else, but you’ve never seen anybody pull this off like Pran can pull it off. In response, Pat’s face kind of falls – as I’m sure Pran intended, you’re such a bitch, baby, I can only sit here and marvel at the level of you – as he watches Pran walk off. Pran’s babying his shoulder, and when Korn comes up to Pat, Pat tells him that he (Pat) will cover Pran, and to let the others know. Much like he was the only one who was supposed to fight Pran back in the day, when Arch and Eng were brawling every 30 minutes, I guess, although we’ve moved from Pat protecting Pran in order to keep Pa doing his laundry to Pat protecting Pran because … well, Pat’s not quite sure yet, just because. (FASTER WOULD BE BETTER, BRO.) And yeah, that’s not suspicious at all, Pat - you’re probably lucky Korn doesn’t appear to be the brightest bulb in the box, particularly as you apparently told him you like someone in Architecture. It’s probably only your ridiculous Faux-Straightboyness that’s giving you any kind of cover, at this point. ANYWAY, Pat has told Korn, loud and clear, that he’ll handle Pran, so of course the next thing we see is Korn come barreling out of nowhere the next time Pran has the ball to tackle him, kind of like he launched himself out of nowhere to punch Wai in the face during a brokered truce. Korn, you are such a TERRIBLE human being that I almost can’t do anything other than throw up my hands and laugh a little bit hysterically at this point. Although I do sort of have to give you this one, given that – as you point out when Pat wants to know what the fuck you were thinking - it’s a rugby game, and Pat (apparently) didn’t tackle the guy on the opposing team with the ball when he had the chance, which is not how you win rugby games. I assume, at least. I know jack-all about rugby, but if Korn’s correct about Pat’s inaction here, Pat’s strategy seems like a good way to lose.
So, Pran’s on the ground in obvious pain after Korn takes him down – this is why I don’t play contact sports, kids - as if Wai and the secondary backup Architecture hobbits need more of a reason to resent Korn, in particular. This is probably not going to be good for tenuous bus-stop-building relations, although again, contact sports, guys. Literally the definition of play stupid games, win stupid prizes. There’s no flag on the field, so I have to presume Korn hasn’t actually, technically, done anything wrong. Wai comes barreling over, proceeds to practically pat down Pran for injuries, helps him up, and gives a death glare to Pat over his shoulder, AS HE SHOULD at this point. Let’s take a look at what this all looks like from Wai’s POV: His best friend has been giving discomfited fuck-off vibes to Pat since before the game started, and Pat – well known for making trouble for Architecture students in general, including physical violence, never even mind his history of bullying Wai, personally - has continued to press constant, unwanted attention – one might almost say harassment – on Pran in spite of Pran’s very obvious protests, and now this bullshit from Korn right after Pat and Korn have conferred on the field. Frankly, Wai would be a bad friend if he wasn’t in defensive mode at this particular moment. I also have to wonder what kind of calculations might be starting to add up, even if subconsciously, in the back of his brain about what Pat might have wanted … possibly demanded … from Pran in return for Pat’s inexplicable decision to force Engineering to help build the bus stop in the face of nothing but bad blood between the two groups. Wai - who’s literally been put on his knees in front of Pat as Pat’s evening “entertainment” in the past - is working with imperfect information about the relationship between Pat and Pran, but given the info he has, all this looks … not great on Pat’s part. Potentially super-skeevy. Mmhm. I’m just gonna put that out there as one unspoken possibility for what might be driving Wai’s increasing over-protectiveness – particularly as whatever Wai thinks Pran might have agreed to behind the scenes, he would have been doing for and because of Wai - and let it simmer for a bit. We’ll set it right here and maybe get back to it at a later time. ANYWAY, unsurprisingly, Wai’s also got some murderous glare to spare for Korn as they pass him while Wai guides Pran back to the Architecture side of the field. Pat and Korn hiss at each other at this point (the girls are fiiiighting) about Pat’s missed chance to tackle Pran, and Korn wants to know what the hell has gotten into Pat. The 12-year-old boy part of my brain snickers that it’s not Pran YET, but just wait. It’s probably lucky for both Pat and Pran that Waikorn are still mortal enemies at this point, because if they managed to put their 1.75 brain cells together (to be clear, Wai has 1.5 of those brain cells, no, I am not accepting criticism), they’d have these two dead to rights. They’d certainly figure out what’s going on faster than Pat is figuring it out. When Korn presses him, Pat gets this lost look on his face like he realizes he legitimately has NO idea what’s gotten into him. He doesn’t know how to answer because he doesn’t know (yet). And so he avoids the question by just walking away, toward Pran and Wai. He calls out to get Pran’s attention, and Wai - who can see how miserable Pran is right now, on top of the physical injury (we can ALL see how miserable Pran is right now, thank you Nanon, and your gorgeously expressive FACE) - is ready to take out this fucker’s trachea, at this point. He steps between Pat and Pran – which, remember, is where he started this episode, in that faceoff over the bus stop in the opening of 4.1, when everyone was lined up on their own sides of the table, except Wai, who was framed between Pat and Pran – and he’s literally shielding Pran with his body, staring down Pat. He’s blocking Pat’s physical access to Pran in the same way Pran, himself, repeatedly uses his own body to try blocking Pat’s emotional access to him, blocking Pat at his door to try to prevent Pat from coming into his room/sanctuary. (We see this pattern in 4.1, when Pat barges his way in with the earphones, in 4.3 when he wheedles his way in with apology fried chicken and bruise remedy, and we’ll see it again at the end of this Part.) On the sidelines, Ink is looking concerned. Things are super tense. Pat tries a couple of times to look around Wai at Pran, but every time Pat moves, Wai counters, and he will NOT look away, even though Pat won’t meet his eyes, is just trying to look at Pran. Pran won’t look back at Pat, just stays where he is behind the bulwark of Wai. Pat finally shakes his head and turns away. I think Pran is … conflicted at this point. He looks a little regretful as Pat walks away, but he touches Wai’s shoulder back when Wai wordlessly checks in with him with a touch. GOD, my little Pran & Wai heart during this entire scene, y’all, I’m dying. Anyway, Pran does look back at Pat for a brief moment here, and then Safe pats him on the back, and he gets enveloped by his posse again.
Cut to after the game, Pran’s on the bleachers, saying goodbye as everyone leaves. Apparently, he got benched after that tackle and exacerbation of his shoulder injury, because Ink comes up and tells him that if he’d played the whole time, Architecture would have won. She hands him a bottle of water that is clearly not product placement because she hands it to him like a normal human being and he takes a drink out of it like a normal human being. His face is saying that he’s a little unsure and uncomfortable about why they’re talking. I have to wonder how much he’s ever actually seen her as a friend, even outside of the issue he has with her as a rival for Pat’s attention and maybe some resentment that Ink is someone Pat would be romantically interested in when he’d clearly never want Pran that way. Ink, however, has made Pran a bracelet, just like the one she made Pat, with a “P” charm and everything. Y’all. She made them matching bracelets. My Queer Goddess, I’m telling you. She just needs to let everybody else borrow some of her gaydar. Anyway, she tells Pran she wanted to give him the bracelet back in the day, in 10th grade, but he moved away, and she puts it on him, and he’s starting to loosen up around her, realizing that maybe this means Pat’s bracelet wasn’t some super-special courting gift. Ink ask him if he likes the bracelet, and he looks contemplative, and a little unhappy, and when she presses him about what’s going on, you can see him steeling himself for disappointment before he asks if she likes Pat. Well, no, actually, Pran, that is the WRONG JINDAPAT, so you can tuck away that horribly vulnerable look on your face, you are safe from Ink, although you remain in grave danger from Pat’s embarrassing Oblivious Faux-Straightboyness. Ink is still holding her Pa cards close to the vest, but she practically laughs at the idea that she’s interested in Pat and reassures Pran that Pat’s a friend, just like Pran is. She wants to know why he’s asking and if he wants to hit on her, and Pran’s FACE, y’all. He’s so obviously trying to figure out how to tell her that he couldn’t be attracted to a girl if he tried, without being insulting. Ink tsks at him for making her feel unattractive – stop jamming the signals, Ink, the baby gays are already having enough trouble figuring out their own and everybody else’s shit. At any rate, Pran is so relieved, and he’s eased up a ton, and they’re laughing together now, and then we cut to Pat at the end of the bleachers, watching them, likely coming to some Wrong Conclusions, and his brain running madly on its little hamster wheel doesn’t even know how to feel. Do you even know which one you’re jealous of, Pat? GET THERE FASTER.
Cut to night at the dorm. Open on Pran’s smiley face poster on the inside of his door as we hear some knocks, and NO, I don’t care what kind of reminders you’re giving me about the proper face to present, fuck you, Mr. Smiley Face. I know what’s going to happen in the upcoming scene, and I’m NOT going to be happy about it. I mean, I’m going to wallow in the delicious delicious pain and angst of it all, but I’m not going to be happy. Pran checks the peephole and still deigns to open the door to Pat, who holds out a bag of medicinal stuff that they bicker about whether or not Pran’s going to accept. Pran’s already looking a little puffy around the eyes, and I have to wonder if he’s already been crying. It’s OK, baby, you’ve had a big day, but I hate to tell you, it’s about to get immeasurably worse. Pat keeps insisting that Pran take the medicines no matter how many times Pran refuses, and I’m getting the feeling this is about more than some drugstore remedies, Pat. (Psst. While you’re trying to make up for Korn being an ass, how about you take Wai a gift bag? It might help you out a lot.) Pran insists he’s fine. (You are NOT fine, my dude.) Pat attempts to broker a deal: In return for the medicines, Pran can let him spend the night. Um. Pat. Take these things you don’t want to take from me and also let me have a slumber party here at your house? What part of this deal is supposed to appeal to a guy who currently won’t even let you all the way inside his door? Pran, predictably, laughs at this suggestion. Pat rummages around for an excuse for this and comes up with “I forgot my keys” AGAIN. Again, Pat? After some more bickering, Pat gets unceremoniously kicked out and the door shut in his face. He stands there a minute, looking back and forth between his door and Pran’s, once again looking like a golden retriever that got flicked in the nose. He’s really committing to the bit this time, though, because later, when Pran checks the peephole again, we get a fisheye view of Pat sitting in the hallway outside his door, still with his duffle bag, still in his rugby getup. Pran gets his thinky face on – how much does he trust this sadsack schmuck? Spoiler alert: MORE THAN HE SHOULD – before he heaves a sigh. Fine. He’ll be the bigger person. He opens the door. Invites Pat into his room (/sanctuary/inner sanctum/heart), like Pat isn’t getting ready to go serial killer on his emotions. Oh. Oh, baby. Pat looks up like he can’t fully process what’s going on, but when Pran starts counting down, he scrambles for his stuff and scurries inside as Just Friend starts playing in the background. Pran, completely unaware of the shellacking he’s getting ready to take, represses a grin as he closes the door.
Inside Pran’s bedroom, we see him arranging a bedroll for Pat beside his bed. Oh. Wow. There’s a lighted happy face sitting on one of the bedside nightstands that matches the frowny face above his computer out in the main room. It’s like peeling the layers of an onion. The onion of PRAN’S HEART. This smiley face is going to be sitting just above Pat’s head, once he lays down on the bedroll. Oh, Pran. You’re like a little woodland forest creature – a spikey, bitchy little woodland forest creature – getting ready to be bulldozed by Pat’s Oblivious Faux-Straightboyness. Anyway, on one wall is hanging Pran’s red Architecture jacket and one of his bags. Remember that. Pat comes wandering into frame wearing only shorts and wants to know if he can sleep topless. Pran, who’s muffled in a big T-shirt and sweatpants, is all, NO. lol. Pran throws him a nearby T-shirt – the infamous “Friend/Unfriend” T-shirt - with the warning that he hasn’t washed it. Pat sniffs it, because of course he does, and says it smells good, because of course he does, and omg. Bro. FASTER WOULD BE BETTER. Pran’s face says, “what did I do to deserve this misery?” You opened the door, lit. and fig., that’s what you did, my dude. Pat promises to wash the shirt, but Pran says never mind, he was going to throw it away, so Pat now gets to keep it and take it home and indulge in rubbing his face in it whenever he wants. Pran just wants to go to sleep, but Pat doesn’t have Nong Nao, so he doesn’t have anything to hug and cuddle and to help keep him warm. Pat. Stoppit. You are absolutely shameless. He turns his big pleading eyes on Pran, who finally gives in and moves closer to the edge of his bed so that a corner of the comforter will drape down for Pat. Pat sniffs the comforter because of course he does. Pat, I DID NOT consent to be part of this whole kinky experience you’re having right now. Pran’s deathglare matches my own. Pat calls him “Sir,” and promises to quit playing, and his wording catapults me back to the miserable childhood these two had, with the lost chances to play together and sleep over at each other’s houses and be normal children. Because I needed something else to be sad about, in this scene.
Later, both of them are still awkwardly lying awake. Pat wants to know if Pran’s sleeping (“Yes”), if his shoulder still hurts (“No”), and oh, by the way, Ink gave you a bracelet? (“Yes, JUST LIKE YOURS, (so don’t think yours is special.)”) They lie there for a minute, and we can see Pran visibly steel himself, like he did before he asked Ink if she liked Pat. Oh, my brave little toaster. I can’t deal with this, knowing how comparatively vulnerable you’re getting ready to make yourself, and the way you’re going to get wrecked for it. If I didn’t want to catch every complex microexpression playing across Nanon’s face, I’d be watching through my fingers. Pran asks if he can ask Pat something. Pat also has a question for Pran. THANK GOD, now Pran can delay his own emotional sharing – you go first, Pat. Pat pauses for a minute. They both seem hesitant to possibly break open this new thing that’s growing between them – whatever it is - hesitant to disturb it or let it out into the light, to let it be seen, somehow. The intimacy of this scene is gorgeous, the framing of the shots close on both their faces, and the way the lighting halos each of them against the darker corners of the room around them, and this intangible thing that Ohm and Nanon build between them. Pat finally asks if Pran likes Ink. Oh, Pat. I could cry. So could Pran – I think Nanon’s nose is already getting a little bit red from repressed tears. Pran pauses a minute, probably to collect himself, then looks over at Pat and asks if he likes Ink. Pat says, he asked first. We can see the slow creep of misery bleeding over Pran’s features. CAN WE NOT, GUYS? My heart can’t take this. Pat suggests they both answer at the same time, and Pran doesn’t actually respond, like he can hold this knowledge back, freeze things right here and keep his heart from being crushed for a few moments longer. Pat counts down. Pran says “no” as Pat says “yes.” Pat is super-relieved, y’all! Now they won’t be competing against each other for the same girl! Pran is starting the slow process of DYING INSIDE. This motherfucker has come back again and again, working his stupid little annoying tendrils into the crevices in the stone around Pran’s heart, breaking it down bit by bit to root himself in there, and now he’s going to stab Pran in the softest and most vulnerable bits that have been exposed when Pran just opened the door and invited him in. Pat. Bro.
Nanon’s eyes are starting to get glossy, and I’m done. This is as bad as when A-Xiang cries on Word of Honor. “Did you tell her your feelings?” Pran asks Pat, around the blood in his teeth. Pat hasn’t, yet, but does Pran think she likes him at all? And … I don’t know quite how to feel about Pran’s answer, which is to scoff and ask how he (Pran) could know that? Because we quite literally just watched Pran ask her if she likes Pat and saw her respond that he’s just a friend. Why does Pran not tell him this? He doesn’t weaponize it and use it to make Pat bleed the way Pat’s just done to him. He doesn’t give it to him as a heads-up warning. Does he want Pat to get shot down by Ink, herself? Does he figure it’s not his place to reveal something that Ink told him just between them, particularly given the way he hides his own relationship with Pat from everyone? Does it not matter to him, given that Pat likes Ink – not Pran - in the first place? And then Pat sits up, leans on the edge of the bed, close to Pran and asks him, “If you were her, would you like me?” BRO. YOU ARE KILLING BOTH ME AND PRAN. Pran - who’s not even being allowed the dignity of being unseen while he tries to choke down all this misery, because now Pat’s right in his face - asks Pat what there is to like about him. And the following litany … maybe Pat’s surface intention is just to show what a good guy he is, and why wouldn’t Ink like a good guy? (Oh, Pat.) But Pat opens his big mouth and reels off an entire list of why Pran would like him, a list of all the things that made Pran fall in love with him and then fall in love with him all over again: Drumming in his band, saving him from Engineering, OK maybe not the dumpling incident (Pran scoffs again at this point, and it is clearly an attempt to hide a sob). Helping him get the sponsorship for the bus stop. Keeping his guitar safe. Nanon’s FACE at this point is exquisite. Exquisitely painful. Every incident Pat mentions is like another twist of the knife this asshole has already stabbed him with. Yeah, he would like you, Pat. He does like you, and you are currently making that the most agonizing experience he could possibly imagine. Flashback – clearly Pran’s memories, because this show isn’t done piling on the pain and angst – to Pat and Pran performing together in the high-school band, Pat making a guitar pick for Pran out of his own student ID, Pat taking over the bus-stop presentation when Pran was buffering, Pat playing Pran’s girlfriend at the bus stop, Pat giving Pran back the guitar that he’s kept safe all this time – all the things that Pat has done, all the little acts of service that are his love language that would normally lead to Pran’s joyful italicized OH moment in a rom-com - but Pran had that moment a long time ago, and he ended up suffering for it, and now he’s been goddam dumb enough to set himself up to be hurt again and all those little moments only add up to misery. Cut back to Pran’s face in present day, and Pat leans in - with that stupid glowing smiley face over his shoulder, right beside his own stupid sunshine face - and he says Pran’s name, and so softly and openly that I could scream, he asks “Would you like me?”
“I hate you,” Pran tells him, and rolls over to put his back to him.
Pat literally recoils a tiny bit at Pran’s words – there’s a beautiful subtlety to Ohm’s physical acting there – before he collects himself and decides that he’s SUPER-offended, because hey, he’s got a LOT of good qualities. Protip, bro: Your embarrassing Oblivious Faux-Straightboyness, which has just carved out your boyfriend’s heart, is NOT one of those good qualities. Pat continues to grumble to himself, including the parting shot – which he has NO idea is as devastating as it is - that they’ll see if Pran can find someone half as good as Pat. OH MY GOD, PAT. SHUT UP. STOP DIGGING. OR THAT HOLE YOU’RE MAKING DEEPER AND DEEPER IS GOING TO BE YOUR GRAVE. As Pat lies down, Pran looks back over his shoulder toward him with this horribly longing look, then whips his head back the other way like he’s forcing himself not to look. But he just can’t help himself – he looks back again, watches Pat while Pat’s got his eyes closed, gives this heartwrenching, painful smile before even he is tired of his miserable self and starts wiping away his tears and trying to compose himself. He finally yanks the comforter away from Pat and burritos himself up in it as he rolls to put his back to Pat again, and scene. Cut to the bleakest of black, and I am left emotionally wrung out, thank you Nanon Korapat and your FACE and your TEARS and your little LIP WOBBLE.
Next time, on EPISODE 5: Pat confesses to Ink, Ink rightfully scoffs in his direction, and Pat FINALLY GETS THERE.
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hoarsedevours · 2 years
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really what's up with all this righteousness? in my dragon show??? no wayyy! Outdo their atrocities with novel dumbfuckeries and do it in a show stopping way, this is what is all about!!!
this is why i love the greens, they were written to be the villains. One subgroup thinking they are not (alicent lol) and the others reveling in this (aemond probably but i don't know im not serious about this show tbh i only watched this because their white hairs are fascinating 😭) the greens are compelling, they are distinct. I feel like they were written better than most of team black's members. Despite that i am also for team black because they are way sexier (TO ME) the red and black costume motifs, dragons (they are very important in my dragon show ok that's why i watch this shit), fireee, dragon riders, emma d'arcy, EMMA D'ARCY, EMMA D'ARCY my queem 10000X and matt smith sometimes.
Back to one of my points that i feel like team greens were written to be some sort of villains compared to the blacks....i hate that. Please let them be all villains together. I don't like it when the audience back a character just because they're "good"??? Uhmmmm but they're boring? Boooo gtfo with your moral righteousness ! They do not even contribute well to the sexiness of the lore? If they are good, why are they laying their life over a crown? that will eventually wage wars later on? gshshshs
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absentmoon · 2 years
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hardcoloryouth · 3 months
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ambitionsource · 3 months
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firstly, absolutely amazing finale. secondly, does that mean season 5 occurs after that timeskip and college is already over??? thirdly, please give me a hint about the asher dylan stuff that happens next season i’m so curious 🍇
thank you so so much friend! i'm so happy you enjoyed the finale because of and in spite of it's highs and lows for our beloved ensemble. 💞
second, correct -- season 5 will transport us to 2027, roughly five years after the events of the finale. college is over, and everyone is in varied new states of their careers in the fabled, happy, free, confused, and lonely era of your early to mid 20s. as for what happened in that gap though... well, rest assured we'll be getting the tea in one form of another 👁️
as for dylan and asher, they've mostly been able to enjoy a nice, quiet, normal start to their college experience during s4 while the rest of the ensemble took up the brunt of the narrative. that's been good for them -- they earned it. but it doesn't matter how good your karma is, how strong your relationship, how meticulous your organization or determined your optimism -- life happens. people are messy, and imperfect.
after all, life doesn't discriminate between the sinners and the saints. it takes, and it takes, and it takes...
-- Maggie
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