Different Princess (Episode Reacts)
Spoilers for Different Princess from episode 24 to 26. And its done. That's where I have watched till. Until I skipped and watched the last episode 36. So this covers EP 24 BEWARE
Ep 24
his ring…….:(, so pretty why sad:(:(:(
oh i thought it was a subtitle error:o
she's trying so hard not to look at the finger
aaaaaaaaand now its her turn to say sappy shit (i was happy dance, now dying of embarrassment)
pumpkin u just interrupted your a-die and step a-niang (singsong)
ik a lot more than u do, poor gongye qi, bro just cant catch a break huh
awwwwww he lights up on seeing her, u have an angel in your hands or lap literally
u say this now but ur own mother is involved…
they so sweeeeeeeet (cries happy tears)
oh no embarrassment incoming so much embarrassment (hides face)
why do master and servant share one braincell (facepalms) u have the kid and u r surprised why she mentioned parenting techniques.!!
did they lock the door(sinks a little more into the ground)
aaaaaaaaagggghhhhhhhhhh (dies internally)
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa my eyeeees my eyyeyessss where r u putting your handsssss (i cant look at this i cant look at this wth wtf wth wtf) even the little white shorts dont have k.o. ability like this
welcome ladies and gentlemen to the circus of inducing second hand embarrassment, we have wandering hands, wet glistening skin, half naked men (do those shorts count as half or fully naked in ancient fantasy china…?), tripping flailing grabbing monkey clinging and the grand finale falling on each others lips
oh he lost his shorts, she screamed (rofl me dead), what right do you have to sink into that pool like that mister who_started_all_of_this
pls note i have passed away, my ghost, after it recovers will be discharged from the second hand embarrassment induced trauma unit of the afterlife's hospital and will take back up this narration
cant sleep? i wonder why, oh i dont know maybe because u traumatised all your viewers
oh you heard about it? do tell, what exactly did you hear (waggles eyebrows) does the entire estate knowww
well arent you a fountain of great ideas (remember u are responsible for what happens next) even ur employer is skeptical bro but he's gonna take it….onto the next embarrassing showdown,(will i have to be admitted to the second hand embarrassment induced trauma unit in ghostlife)
u are forgiven on the sole account that you are a character and have no idea about the tropes present, ladies and gentlemen anytime and anywhere if someone offers u things like that, u know its going to be poison or lo and be hold, an aphrodisiac (deadpan)
well father_to_be, somebody appreciated that view ;)(-‿-)
helllloooo dramatic entrance, (blows trumpet) presentingg the consequences of inbibing unknown substances sold in shady markets under shady names….
aiyyyoooo rofl, well misunderstanding debunked! sexy bedy hair flip, somebody applaud this man. he has read the sexy prince's guide to ancient fantasy romance
He's gonna wish he'd never asked….dum dum dum(insert omnius bgm)
Ep 25
overly cheerful today morning isnt somebody?
the supreme embarrassment of a morning after where u cant look at each other in the face anymore because they have now seen u at your most pathetic horny state
wow she's just really accepting of her husband's lover and the kid huh
oof bangs (appreciate the looks ur serving)
yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa tooooooooooo smexxxxxxxxxxy get off the screen people ewwwwww cringeeeee
YAOYAO run away, bro u are an asshole, and also everyone take a drink for every person who forgets where their body will land up in the end (here's a hint: the morgue, undergoing autopsy)
this gremlin is remorseless and a perfect actor, u two are gonna be besties bro
everyone give mr. pastels a round of applause, so subtle, so smooth, no suspicion at all (eyeroll)
the emperor is also in on this assassination scheme?
Ep 26
did u seriously drag yaoyao into, u total jerk, how much more of an asshole can u be
plss dont make an embarrassing fashion entry
and she does (embarrassed facepalm), ji chu pls give all those servants a raise
ummmmmmmmmmmm i like this guy awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, someone pls ask him which guidebook to romance he has wriiten because more characters shall need it or have once been in desperate need of it, overdressed out of jealousy, soothing feelings with food, he notices, he takes action, take that every single idiot who smiles and does nothing else, learn from him
enough said about mr pines-for-his-brother's-wife, yaoyao i hope you know what you've volunteered for because this idiot wont see you
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btw not to make everything about My Fucking Guy but i honestly think one of the things that seperates q!phil out from the other islanders is the approach he takes to dealing with the lack of agency + control all the islanders have over whatever the fuck the federation's doing.
it shows up most prominently whenever tubbo is excitedly telling him about the 'progress' he's made with cucurucho or various investigations (ie: trapping him into a corner with the 'do you have free will' questions), and phil always shoots it down w an immediate 'that doesn't mean anything. curucuho will say anything to mess with you. you can't take anything he says as true.'
and it's not that phil is... a paticularly pessimistic character? he's just EXTREMELY practical. like, he's yet to give up on anyone EVER finding ANY answers (he was the one who initially gave the federation that one week ultimatum w the cage for a cage stream), he just doesn't trust the idea that curucuho is ever going to voluntarily give them. they're uncontrollable + senseless - you might as well argue with the weather.
and like, if that's how he sees the one (1) and only point of contact the islanders HAD with the federation for months, it explains a lot abt his characters lifestyle! ofc he sits on the wall all day, talking to his kids, and keeping his head down. he believes that the federation wants nothing more than to drag the islanders into sick games + tasks just so they can fuck with their head (ie: curucuho revealing he was the one cellbit gathered all that information for). and while he can't totally PREVENT any of that from ever impacting him, he can make sure his kids are well fed, well protected, and as happy + comfortable as he can manage. this is objectively not a perfect situation, there is a guaranteed amount of suffering + fear that he can't mitigate, but he can at least account for it.
like, he REFUSES to engage. whenever curucho shows up, he treats them with total ambivalence. he's not going to get riled up by anything they do, he's not going to get super attached to the guy, he's just gonna laugh it off and irish goodbye it when things drag on. the ONLY time he's strayed from that general guiding principle has been since he's lost his eggs, and can no longer afford to let the federation's fuckery go: those are his fucking kids.
hence the completely unprecedented levels of outward rage and sadness and terror he shows throughout the birdcage streams - almost all directed directly to cucurucho. it's all a completely fair + proportional response to the horror the islanders are being subjected to, but it feels so different bc until now, q!phil has been so dedicated to not reacting, and not giving the federation any sign that they're actually getting to him.
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slasher iii & slasher iv
oh geez oh boy oh god here it is. i had to strangle this thing out of my brain and she came out kicking and screaming. unedited, just some fun slasher iii & slasher iv content on this saturday evening. this is... something
there's a good bit of triggers in here, please proceed with caution.
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The two of them are just hardcore horror fans, right? They've seen all the classics a million times but as they're getting older it's just not enough. III is the first one to suggest it as he turns off the television after watching the newest horror box office flop. At first, IV thought it was a joke. An outlandish suggestion to throw him off his game. That was the kind of jokester that III was. But there was no humor in his voice when he said in a sinisterly quiet voice.
"We could just do that shit ourselves."
The thought caused excitement to pulse through IV's veins as III laid out the details of his fantasy. It was almost too perfect, he thought. Their calculus professor was a piece of shit who was always too hard on the class, so he made an obvious target. He had no family, which further eased IV's conscience. They'd be doing the world a favor.
It was an experience unlike anything he'd ever experienced before, the thrill of watching the light wink out of his horrified eyes as he clawed at the masks covering their faces, watching the fight leave his body as he fell limp to the floor. He found he didn't quite mind the feeling of his blood soaked jeans clinging to his legs.
III had done most of the dirty work, but who was IV to deprive him of the joy he received from plunging the knife into his victim's stomach? They tidied. up after themselves enough to erase their presence, and waited for someone to find him.
The discovery of the beloved professor’s body the next day came as a shock to the whole community, leaving the town a worried mess. Things only got worse as III and IV selected their next target. She was a young woman, engaged to be married, known for babysitting just about every kid in town– the two of them included. IV’s stomach soured at the thought, but the grin on III’s face stirred his excitement enough to quell his conscience.
“Don’t worry mate, she’ll be perfect.” He clapped his friend on the shoulder and pulled him into his pickup truck, the bed loaded with enough hunting knives to butcher a stampede.
And perfect she was. They managed to slip into the garage undetected, slinking through the darkened hallways towards the illumination and chatter of the television in the living room. She had nodded off on the couch, her head tilted back and nestled into the corner, surrounded by blankets and pillows. III gave him a silent nod and IV walked around behind her, wrapping an arm around her neck and clamping his hand over her mouth. Her eyes shot open in fear, panic overtaking her body as her eyes raked down every intimidating inch of III as he knelt in front of her, sliding a knife out of his boot.
IV could feel her gnashing at the flesh of his palm, and simply pressed the crook of his elbow further into her jugular. He could feel her resolve dwindling as she thrashed against his hold, trying to shove III’s towering figure away from her. But III only laughed and swatted away her comparatively small hands as he began tracing the tip of his blade up her pajama clad leg, the twinkle in his eye indicated to IV that he was thoroughly enjoying the muffled whimpers coming from behind IV’s hand, relishing in the way that her body lurched away from him.
When IV felt his hand dampening from her tears, he audibly groaned, looking down to see her beautiful eyes squeezed shut, tears running down her cheeks. If his mask wasn’t covering his mouth he would have leaned down and licked those tears off of her perfect skin himself. But instead, he managed to catch III’s attention, nodding down to her streaming tears and III laughed evilly.
He leaned over her, wiping her tears away with his thumbs, gently caressing her cheeks as he did so, despite IV’s hands covering most of her face.
“Hey, no use for that,” III cooed. “No point of doing that at all, love.”
Her eyes opened, a bone-chilling fear shooting through her body as she saw the murderous glint in III’s eyes. The tears flowed faster, and as she tried again to break free III restrained her arms with ease, resting his body weight on top of her as he brought his knife up to her line of sight again.
“We’re going to have a lovely time, the three of us.”
She screamed from behind IV’s hand, making one last attempt to bite at him and managed to find purchase on the meat of his palm, causing him to yelp. She sank her teeth in until she could taste his blood on her tongue, but she found his grip only tightened. When she dared a glance above her, she could see his eyes shut, breathing labored, but when he looked down at her, she realized what a mistake she had made.
A mixture of her tears and IV’s blood dripped from her chin, and the sight sent a shockwave of excitement through III’s body. He was ecstatic to have a partner in all this, to get to experience his wildest fantasies with his best friend. To share this new side of him with his best friend.
“Now for the fun part.” He whispered, more to IV than to her, but the words caused her heart to sink, she felt the resolve fly from her body– there was no salvation for her. The coppery tang of his blood on her tongue that had once tasted like victory now tasted of defeat. Not only would she die at their hands, she would die with their repulsive presence invading her every sense.
III felt the familiar rush of euphoria as the blade pierced through her belly, her muffled scream like a favorite song heard on the radio. He didn’t miss the way IV’s hip pressed slightly into the couch, spreading a wide grin across his lips.
This would be the fun part, indeed.
Hours later, III laid down in his bed, resting an arm behind his head as he replayed the events of the day, that same grin still plastered on his face. He felt his eyes drifting closed, sleep ready to take his body when he heard the sound of his phone vibrating on his nightstand. His heart leaped at the sight of your name, and your sweet message.
i guess you turned in early tonight. sweet dreams, i love you <3
As he laid back down, his eyes falling shut one more time, his mind conjured up the most beautiful plan for you.
A special surprise.
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