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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-06-24 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[he has plenty of other questions, as he takes the monkey ears back as they're offered. like, for instance, did that mean they basically had the whole park to themselves? did they try to climb off the boat on Tall World and punch one of the animatronics? Dave, uh. Dave definitely would have. he would have been kicked out of Destinyland instantly. also, what exactly does he mean by couples' paradise?]

[so, they're some pretty important questions. but they go unasked, because that line of thought, that tone of the conversational rhythm they'd been walking through, is halted like a record scratch. and he lights up like the fucking Main Street Electrical Parade, exactly like how he did when he first found the apple.]


Wait, you have all your music?

[Dave hasn't heard actual music that isn't by his own design, whether it was drumming on the tables in the mess hall out of nervous energy, or whether he was really feeling the acoustics in the shower, in two entire months. the idea of hearing something new is, at the risk of sounding entirely lame, literally music to his ears.]
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-06-24 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[You like to rave about BANDS NO ONE'S EVER HEARD OF BUT YOU.]

[that's not to say that Dave isn't a fan of the classics — he'll listen to pretty much anything that has a good sound to it, regardless of genre, he just usually finds himself drawn to the likes of Snoop Dogg and hip-hop sort of beats.]

[and glam metal? absolutely. besides, who hasn't heard of Bon Jovi? he knows exactly what song he's hearing from that first gust of wind and chimes, and the second the twang of guitar hits with the familiar riff that sent it skyrocketing to the top of the Billboards, he's thinking this might actually be the best thing he's heard in months.]

[and, Dave really can't help himself here — he just breaks into one of the biggest smiles he's worn in ages, face completely lit up by the fact that he's finally hearing some fucking music again, and not just whatever random notes pop into his head in the silence of the space station. and he loves it.]
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cw: dokis....

[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-06-26 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
[sharing a pair of headphones to listen to whatever's playing isn't at all foreign an activity to him, so he doesn't really think too much at first on how they're just standing close together silently, shoulders lightly bumping.]

[and there's an undercurrent of energy there, just under the surface, even when he lets that larger smile of his relax into something more low-key, as he does. it's a lot of excitement, admittedly, over a song with a much more sedate sort of tempo. maybe it's the way that an activity that feels so familiar to him is crashing into newer feelings he can't really place, much less figure out what to do with. it's like a sudden storm of tension has lodged itself in his chest.]

[it's not really a bad thing. Dave would stand here and listen to every single song on this playlist in their entirety, if Ryuji would let him. he wants to know more about his taste in music. he wants to hear everything that's he's never heard before. he wants to know more about Tokyo, and what it was like living there — and, maybe even more importantly than the music, he wants to know more about Ryuji's life in general.]

[there's about a thousand other things he'd like to know, too, and they're thoughts he's having at a rapid-fire pace, but his silent lineup of questions is cut short when the song draws to a close, and it suddenly occurs to Dave that yeah, they ... sure are standing awfully close together.]

[he should step away. he doesn't. he lifts his chin slightly, glancing at Ryuji out of the side of his shades, choosing not to hide his gaze behind them for once, as if to ask if he's going to pick another song, or say something, or.]
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-06-27 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[oh... that hits him like a jolt, that bit of an electric shock one gets when hearing something really unexpected, but also something ... something he doesn't necessarily mind hearing? it's not unwanted. he's sort of getting the tiniest impression that Ryuji is very awkwardly trying to flirt with him, and he doesn't mind that at all, and that's sort of the last emotional reaction to it he'd expect out of himself, and maybe. maybe he doesn't actually understand a goddamn thing about any of this at all.]

[and that all jumbles up in his head in a way that makes his face feel hot, too, though most of it might be hidden behind the shades. and the words that slip out of the trainwreck that is his brain right now —]


I ... yeah.

[— wind up just as awkward, and unintentionally a bit dick-ish. oh god, he didn't mean that rudely! Dave's usually so good at being cool about everything, deflecting when something gets to him, one way or the other. but it's like every time he hangs out with Ryuji, he chips off more of that coolkid emotional armor he's wearing, and Dave is unconsciously terrified that when he pulls back that last barrier, tears down that last wall he's hiding behind, Ryuji will wind up hating the person he finds.]

[he should say something else. very belatedly, while mentally sifting through their previous conversations for something to draw on, Dave realizes that he'd accidentally referred to himself as Ryuji's Lois Lane. and suddenly, he'd very much like to just waltz through an airlock and live on the top of the space station.]

[jesus christ, Dave, say something!]


I mean ... you do, too? If I'm being honest.

[there's no air or sound in the vacuum of space. and out there, no one could hear how terrible this is.]

[he takes something of a half step away, even more cognizant of how close they're standing to each other, but then the music starts again, and Dave freezes in place, getting at least one answer to a question that had been reeling through his mind earlier. and unabashedly (in)appropriate that the song pick is, it's also drowning out the way his heart is pounding frantically in his ears.]


So. Classic rock, then. [it's both a statement and a question, and an effort to diffuse the tension. he still wants to know pretty much everything about Ryuji's taste in music.]
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-06-28 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[music absolutely is a safe topic with Dave. he lives and breathes music. it's stitched into the complex fabric of who he is, just as much as time itself is. that's not really all that strange, as much as he like to complain about the latter part of himself. time has a rhythm to it, a beat and a base language that's understood, easily perceived by everyone. to mess with that, to change up that rhythm and the expectations that come with it, is to cause dissonance. sometimes it's necessary, a good thing. more often than not it's as unnatural as it sounds.]

[there's something amused threatening the corners of his mouth, like he might just fully smile again, listening to Ryuji rattle off of his favorite big hair bands, his pulse and the heat of the earlier moments settling down to their normal tempos. because of course Ryuji would love all these old-school rebels. he'd probably even dig their fashion sense, too — actually, now that Dave thinks about it, he'd probably just straight up rock them if he had the chance. if he's reading Ryuji right.]

[....... hm. anyway.]


Kinda makes me wish I had my computer with me. Got lots of stuff in my library you'd probably like.

[and when they run out of music, he could just remix everything. the possibilities are endless. they always are.]

Sounds like a long shot for this place, anyway.
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-06-30 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
Same as you, pretty much. I like anything that sounds good, but rap's my favorite. And if I don't like the way something sounds, I just remix it until I do.

[it puts the record on his shirt that Ryuji's so astutely noticed into even more perspective, at least. and, to continue the metaphor, remixing a timeline until it's something he deems acceptable is easily within Dave's capabilities, too. of course, changing the flavor of a song doesn't leave you dead, usually. but that's neither here nor there.]

[he'd love the idea of just chilling and listening to whatever, having some quiet time to fit in with their usual banter, or their usually bizarre choices in activities, or even the moments they find themselves approaching subjects far more serious — all within the same day, the same conversations, the hours spent together. and standing there, it suddenly occurs to him that that's exactly what they could be doing.]


Mind if I stick around and listen for a while? You pick the music.

[now that the question's out there, he suddenly feels ... well, really awkward about it. his ears are suddenly burning. Dave's not sure why, exactly — it's not like he just asked the guy on a date, or something.]
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-07-01 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[this is most definitely not a date. nope. they're just hanging out listening to music, in the close proximity that's required when sharing a pair of headphones.]

[at some point in the future, should this path they're wandering down end up somewhere far more flushed, Dave's own words are probably going to come back to haunt him, as they always do. they could be wandering around the station in goddamn matching Four Aces Suited tuxedos, up to the same shenanigans they always are, sprinkled with held hands and sitting around completely comfortably in each other's personal spaces, "and you would still be all coy like IS IT A DATE OR ISNT IT HMMMM WHO CAN REALLY SAY FOR SURE???"]

[disasters, indeed. that's all unless, of course, three words manage to finally escape first. tear the curtain down and leave no questions between them unanswered.]

[the lyrics themselves don't really hit him as hard as the music itself does at first, and maybe that's a bit of luck in Ryuji's favor. that might be because he's having the exact frantic thought process, now that the onus is on him to find a spot to sit, and perhaps even more luckily, he manages to land on somewhere that's not completely humiliating:]


Floor's fine. [he says, his gaze on the wall near the beds. it's not a soft pile of things like one might find on the meteor, which might have embarrassing connotations of its own, he might think in retrospect, but it's familiar to him all the same. so he steps over, settling himself down, drawing his knees to his chest.]

[and that's when the lines start bleeding through, the "take me anywhere, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care," is another jolt straight to his heart, and he very nearly blurts out a question, if Ryuji can see right fucking through him or something. but he barely manages not to. and he just waits for Ryuji to join him.]

[was there something almost a bit nervous in his expression just then? nah, it was probably just the lighting.]
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-07-03 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
[welp, this is sort of taking a turn he wasn't expecting at all — so basically, it's pretty much exactly like how this entire thread has been going for him. and before he can really give an answer, the blanket's draped over his shoulders, like they're two dorks at summer space camp, holing up under a blanket way past lights out and telling ghost stories. or reading a book. or listening to music.]

[is that what this is? some sort of space camp? is he, one day, going to go back home, memories of this whole experience in tow, and be that one ghost kid who keeps bringing up "that one time at space camp..." and. oh god. god, Dave, please stop thinking for a goddamn second for once in your life.]

[this was his idea; he did ask to stay. and he's always sort of found it a bit brisk inside anyway, as a kid hailing from hot-as-fuck Texas, and from a quest planet that was literally made of lava. so, even though he's a bit surprised by the gesture, he maybe also finds himself more surprised with the fact that he's pretty cool with it. well, warmed, more literally. shit, let's be space camp dorks.]

[and Dave realizes, after his train of thought careens off into god-knows where, pauses at a station that makes terrible '90s movies references, and slowly lurches back to reality, that Ryuji asked him a question. right. all right, something new to focus on sounds good. he is all about the focus.]


Define embarrassing. [because that's what he's chosen to focus on, apparently, leaning closer so he can get a better look at the watch. aside from him. he knows he's embarrassing.]
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-07-04 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
[and living in the present is something he'd been so adamant about doing for this long, even if he instinctively comes back to thoughts about the past or the future, or if the world has a funny habit of reminding him he's got the weight of time on his shoulders.]

[but as hard as it is to admit, none of that actually matters here, who knows how many light years or universes away from the broken session he'd left behind. if he'd been a different Dave, maybe, he would have gotten the message already: none of that, nothing that happens in the alpha timeline, is his business anymore. it's time to move on.]

[if there's only one thing that Ryuji could do for him, it's help get that message across to him. shed that particular set of baggage and really live in the moment, and be at peace with that. and, sitting there, watching Ryuji scroll through the more embarrassing parts of his playlist, it feels an awful lot like Dave is getting there. shitty space station camp with its shitty space-issued blankets, toilet ghosts, regular old ghosts and everything.]

[huh. maybe he can actually pull off the Dave of Guy look after all.]


That one. Got it.

[naturally, he's going to reach over and hit play on that Ponyo song. he's never heard it before, and has no idea what could be so embarrassing about it — and he's starting to feel comfortable enough in this situation to start being obnoxious again.]
Edited (dont mind me changing up dialogue ) 2018-07-04 04:15 (UTC)
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-07-05 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
[this is the guy who outcheesed a literal cheese shop, in Dave's own words — you'd think he'd be used to Ryuji's antics, like busting out into goofy songs about fish, even if the guy can't keep a straight face to save his life.]

[actually, he is. which is why that outburst is met only with a bit of a smirk.]


Oh, so he was dating a fish. Got it.

[Dave...]

That doesn't really sound all that embarrassing to me. I mean — no, eating popcorn until you puke is pretty embarrassing.

But, I always figured having dumb songs like this one handy just meant you have a thought you really like attached to it. Kinda like looking into the past without having to deal with the bullshit of actually going there. I've got weird stuff in my library for the same reason.

[that might seem oddly sentimental. but that's always been how important music is to him — it's both something he loves and, when times were unbearably bad, a way to remember times that weren't.]
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-07-07 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[i'm gonna throw another charlie brown drawing at you for that pun i stg]

[he doesn't really have anything to say to that, though. it's true that he's used music as something of a means of escape, building a place to be surrounded by good vibes, attaching himself to something he loves to forget everything he hated about his life back home. but after a while, the fact that a song is meant to play that role becomes attached to it, too, which is souring in its own way.]

[maybe that's just another reason why he spends so much time remixing everything.]

[Dave stretches his legs out, sinking just slightly against the wall. he's not upset; if anything, he's relaxing, finding a comfort in the fact that there's just one more idea they both seem to value, one more thing they've got in common. and, he's just listening.]


Thanks, by the way. For letting me listen. [embarrassing shit and all. you can tell a lot about a person from the music they keep handy. even the Ponyo song carried a lot of meaning that was easily gleaned.]

Might be biased over here, but I'm thinking you got one of the best ghost gifts so far, easily. It even edges out the monkey pajamas.
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-07-10 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
[it's a big deal to him, at least — but, he receives that message behind the shoulder bump, and just barely refrains from returning with an equally sarcastically reinforced elbow to the ribs. yeah, yeah, he gets it!]

[hypotheticals aren't a bad thing to throw out there, though, not when reality isn't much of a picnic. at least, the scenario laid out on the floor between them is pretty nice. it's lots better than the one running through Dave's head for a minute or two.]

[how would this even work? how could he even explain the effort it'd take to meet outside the confines of this space station? "here, Ryuji, just go down for a nap, and if the stars and stupidfuck whimsies of space-time align, if the horrorterrors even allow for someone not playing Sburb to have a dream bubble, you'll pop up in the exact corner of Paradox Space where I am. and then, I'll have to wait for you to realize that you're just dreaming. and then, I dunno, guess we'll go apeshit until you wake up."]

[would he even buy that? moreover, would Ryuji even be willing to go through that effort for him?]

[best not to think about it right now.]


Yeah, I wouldn't mind seeing it. I'm interested in trying ramen that isn't just the packets you pull out of the toilet.

Don't know a word of Japanese though.
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-07-12 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
[he has to admit, the idea of visiting a bunch of (apple?) curry shops out in the middle of Nowhere, Japan, sounds pretty appealing. maybe they'd be like some of the barbecue spots in Houston, homemade and intimate, where your order was called out to the chefs in the form of an underhanded insult, and after you were done stuffing yourself with barbecue, there was a bowl of Blue Bell waiting so you could hurt yourself just a little more. it's the true Texas experience.]

[also, Dave bungles English badly enough on his own that he'd have an absolutely terrible time communicating with non-native speakers. though, maybe that's exactly why Ryuji finds the idea so funny.]

[... heh. bung.]


All right, but I'll be leaving wholly dissatisfied if I don't know every single rude word by the time the visit's over.

Anyway, trains weren't really a big thing in Houston — at least, I never knew anybody who used 'em. Most people just drove themselves everywhere.

[that is to say, he's never been on one before. there's a wealth of hypotheticals there, experiences that'll probably never happen, but it's kind of nice to talk about them anyway. sort of like mutually imagining that they're somewhere much better than the only options they actually have, with the added bonus of being there together.]

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