Do You Ever Think About When Rose Got Trapped In Pete’s World At The End Of Doomsday, She Might Have

No because the show isn’t even that good. It’s actually objectively bad. But at the core of it stands two men with such a complex and beautifully earnest bond it will keep the yaoi fans going for generations.

…Close enough, welcome back Pidge from Voltron

“Who are you performing for—” Me. It’s for me. and You. And Anyone who’ll sit down and watch. Performance is part of my personality.

Not everything is gay, yes. But some creators will create the most heart-stopping life-changing on screen male friendship with two guys canonically described as two halves of the same whole and then they’ll say “nah they’re just bros.”

Like WDYM you traveled countless timelines to save the life of your best friend and push him towards a future where he meets you— SAVES YOU— because no one else can, no one else can even TRY— and THATS JUST GUYS BEING DUDES????

You entwined your fates together and we’re just supposed to pretend that’s the same level as a friendship bracelet?

so many people are dead and so many of them should’ve kissed and I’m more devastated over one of those facts than the other.

…So Ekko’s gotta be coming in clutch in act 3… right?

Hey, you? Yeah, you— you killed my father. So I’m gonna kill you. Prepare to die or whatever— sorry, what was that? Were we close? Fuck no. I hated that guy. In fact, I wanted to be the one that killed him. I’m only gonna kill you now because I have no where else to reap this seed of wretchedness he planted in my chest, so… Die.

…fine: I’ll give you to the count of three.

ho did you just doom my narrative?

“I hope you die—“ I hope you feel the pain of everyone who’s ever been afflicted with you. Every agonizing second that comes with the simple fact of knowing you. I hope you understand, down to your very core, their anguish.

And I hope it hurts.

…I’m bringing this back because I feel unwell— chat is this them or am I crazy???

I see your ‘Sun/moon ship dynamic,’ and raise you ‘binary stars dynamic’ as in— we orbit each other. We stay in place and keep moving for the other because they won’t stop pulling us in and we won’t stop chasing them. We will draw each other closer and closer until we merge together and explode into a single, beautiful nebula made of our combined star dust. And the nebula is beautiful because it’s us together, because we were always meant to rip ourselves apart to put ourselves back together as one. We are on a path of mutually assured destruction but we can’t turn back now. it’s already happened. It hasn’t happened yet… but it will.

We are in love, after all.