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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-08-16 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Dave's used to being forgotten — maybe not in the sense that people would forget his name, but more that there's another version of himself in his world's correct version of events, living it up as the Dave Strider that everyone actually does remember.]

[that sounds like he's bitter. he's not, not really — not as much anymore, anyway. he's starting to reach a point where he's kind of resigned himself to that fate, both there, and here. and he'd been preparing to subject Ryuji to it, too, which reverberates in his chest with a pain that somehow hurts way worse than any death he's died. he didn't know what else he could do, but work with what he had.]

[there's a couple reasons why, at first, he freezes when he spots Ryuji, having very obviously made a recovery, and that pain is one of them. he was just doing what he could to keep his promises, but Dave also can't help but worry over having maybe, somehow, messed something up. would Ryuji be pissed for subjecting him to that heavy load gaping time travel bullshit for, ultimately, no reason? they'd found peace together with it, sure, but that's supposed to be Dave's burden to bear, not Ryuji's, and Christ, why is it so hard to stop having stupid anxious thoughts?]

[the other reason he pauses is the monkey pajamas. he's finally wearing the goddamn monkey pajamas, something Dave's always secretly, desperately wanted to see, and shit. it's just as great as he was imagining it would be. he's absolutely going to comment on them.]

[you'd think he'd come up with a smooth line to say or something. really sell the point that he's a lot cooler than he actually is, and that he's not having entire paragraphs worth of uncool, irrational, anxious thoughts.]

[he can't seem to find them, though. he just clears his throat instead. hopefully he doesn't scare the shit out of Ryuji like he did with the ouija board.]
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-08-16 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[it already seems like forever ago, and not just a little more than a month, that Ryuji had 95 percent asleep plopped his head on Dave's shoulder, and Dave had half asleep given him the most awkward hug and shoosh pap to ever be offered across any and all perceivable universes.]

[and it still seems kind of crazy that a single moment in time, a single conversation that kind of went in a direction they weren't expecting, but maybe were thinking, were wanting, could take them from those awkward shoosh paps to —]


Hey — shit —

[— to this. it takes nearly all the strength Dave has in all those rippling muscles he absolutely, most definitely has, and wasn't just bluffing about, to totter back a few steps and prevent the both of them from sprawling hilariously. he lifts his hands, gripping both of Ryuji's arms, because he has both his arms and that's a thing Dave can do again, and he just kind of holds him that way for a moment, like he can't believe it. how — what —]

[don't ask questions, you idiot! whatever anxieties he had about pretty much everything earlier just got completely body slammed out of him, and after he has confirmed that yes, all of Ryuji's limbs are properly attached and he seems as healthy as he should be, Dave goes ahead and returns that embrace.]

[it's the sort of hug one gives when they're not really all that practiced in giving them — like, it takes a few seconds to figure out where best to position his arms, but it's entirely sincere all the same.]
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-08-17 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
[here you go dude.]

[but yeah, he is absolutely corporeal, if the way he sort makes a wheezy sort of "you're-squishing-me" noise at Ryuji's best efforts to squeeze the ghost right out of him again is any indicator. that's discounting the permanent effects the virus is leaving behind, but he hasn't noticed those yet.]

[and boy, does he have about a thousand snappy comebacks to that greeting. like, yes, Ryuji is shit and Dave is Jurassic shit, remember? get with the program, man; Dave was boiling and out of his fucking mind and he still recalls the weird compliments they were packing on each other. like they always do. they're the sort of weird things that make little sense except when it's said between the two of them.]

[except, it's kind of getting to him, too. the way they'd been trying to figure out holding hands and being probably awkward as fuck for the past few weeks, and then suddenly it was snatched away from them, and they were both trying to reconcile that with the fact that they'd never be able to touch again, and Dave had approximately no fucking idea how badly he's always wanted physical contact, and how badly losing it had really messed him up. he'd been too fixated on his mission, sorting out how to make sure this would never happen again, to let himself really hurt over it.]


Sorry. Just — hang on a second.

[yeah, it's Dave's turn to do that thing where he rests his head on Ryuji's shoulder.]
Edited (i just noticed i accidentally an entire sentence) 2018-08-17 03:04 (UTC)
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-08-18 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Yup. Completely cool.

[he's so cool, in fact, that he isn't even making any move to let go and act in a way that he would usually describe as "cool," or calmly collected as ever. nope. he's incredibly cool with just standing here and maybe selfishly basking in that gentle little gesture of comfort, the way he can feel Ryuji's face against his hair — it's something he's not all that used to, but has been managing to miss terribly all the same. that doesn't make a whole lot of sense on paper. Dave doesn't care.]

[how long can he hang on like this until it starts getting awkward? as much as he'd like to find out, for space science, Dave does, in fact, have other things he'd like to ask. because he has to make absolutely sure that Ryuji is actually okay. he won't be able to relax until he's certain.]

[so he lifts his head, finally, after a few moments, and. pauses. clears his throat. tries to swallow down a lump that formed without his permission and caught him by surprise.]

[give him another brief moment to recapture his composure, then:]


Nice pajamas. [Dave. no, but that's actually a completely sincere statement? even if he sort of flusters at himself for blurting it out loud.]

No, I mean. Uh. You're okay, right? You're sure whatever that was is gone.
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-08-18 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
[never underestimate two awkward teens who really, really like each other and their ability to be bumbling idiots when trying to express the more concrete details of what they adore or otherwise find attractive about each other.]

[in any case, if Ryuji ever feels self-conscious about the permanent reminder of this month on his back, then here's a preemptive note that he'll never have to worry about what Dave thinks. this is the same guy who kept weird dead things preserved in various ways on the shelves of his bedroom, and later on decided that no, he wasn't actually being ironic with his interest in them.]

[he'll absolutely love the look.]

[this probably didn't help much.]

[but he manages to find a little bit of a smile, the way he does when he's amused, and more importantly, when he's relieved. it's the slightly more blatant upturn of his lips that he seems to keep returning to whenever he's around Ryuji for more than, say, five minutes.]


Yeah. That's exactly what I wanted to hear.

I mean ... don't really know what happened here, nor do I really care, honestly — M'just really happy to see you. Monkeyin' around like you always do.
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-08-20 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[god, a pickled finger would be a completely awful and wonderful burritoversary present. Dave would love it unironically; he's such a terrible and weirdly morbid idiot.]

[but, when Ryuji goes and is endearingly earnest like that, as he always is, it gives Dave the courage to try that mode out for himself. you know, try to say something mushy and really, truly, unequivocally mean it, and not have his meaning buried under a pile of classic, on-brand jokes that maybe only half convey what he's really thinking. it's not a mantle he's used to wearing — capes are kind of more his style. but that's another conversation for another time. and he sort of feels like Ryuji deserves to hear his honest thoughts, right as he has them.]


I know. [and the first try comes out more like Han Solo than Lois Lane. but he mirrors the lip biting, suddenly caught up in his own awkwardness, thinking. he should ... do something with his hands, right? Dave ultimately goes with what he knows — he reaches out to take Ryuji's hand.]

I mean, what I'm really trying to say is ... You're saying it's kinda forward of you, but I'm mostly over here thinking I'm being a bit selfish, 'cause I keep wanting to hear it. And I don't really know how to say that I want to get the same points you're making across to you. Other than the way I just did, I guess.

[is this coming out wrong? god, he hopes not. he's trying really hard with this.]

I don't have the slightest clue how any of this shit is supposed to work. But, existential and mortal crises aside, it's been fun trying to figure it out. Y'know. With you.

So, yeah. [yeah.]
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-08-23 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
[it's such a stubborn little swirl of hair, too, that floofs right back into place the second Ryuji draws his fingers away from it. he'd always opted to cut it back, at least until he learned about why he has it in the first place, and if Ryuji likes it? well then shit, he'll make sure to never cut it again.]

Only if you do the same for me. I don't really have any points of reference to draw from either.

[case in point: now that he's said what he was thinking, done his best to give the earnestness a go, Dave's not ... really sure what he should do next. oh, he's got an idea, for sure — and he's sort of inching closer to having the courage to just go for it. at least, he probably will sooner rather than later.]

[and it's the several guesses he has on how a proper boyfriend is supposed to be that leads him down a different train of thought. like, what would count as a proper date? does it matter? is the standard sort of date a thing Ryuji would even be into? or should they just stick to hanging out and enjoying each other's company like always?]

[this is it. this is the moment where Dave's finally found someone capable of turning him into an actual romzomcom. excellent work, Sakamoto.]

[and, the main feeling Dave has to work with right now is that he'd do pretty much anything to see him happy and safe. smiling and laughing, and monkeyin' around like he always does.]

[... uh. anyway, on that romzomcom note, he's going to just go ahead and toss out some random feelers.]


Hey ... this is kinda out of the outfield or whatever, but you remember the second time we ever talked, and I dumped my coffee in your ramen? Did you mean it when you said it wasn't all that bad?
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-08-24 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
[HE DID IT. he secured the sportsball reference. before you know it he'll be able to call soccer plays. or shoot a shot put. that's what you do with shot puts, right. you shoot them.]

[there's a very brief flicker of embarrassment across his features. his train of thought made total sense to him, as both the conductor and the sole person on board, and he hadn't realized he sort of left Ryuji behind at the last station without coherent directions on how to catch up.]

[which, really, Dave, this probably isn't the first time you've baffled the guy. Dave baffles people on a regular basis; frankly he's weirded out more people than he hasn't by this point.]


Yeah, uh. Sorry, kinda let my mind wander for a minute there. [it wandered somewhere outrageously sappy, but considering their conversation so far, it's more like he wandered from sappy point A to sappy point B. and, he doesn't mind? Dave doesn't mind at all.]

Mostly though, I was just thinkin' it means a lot to me to hear that. And that you're ... someone safe for me, I guess? That sounds like the right phrasing. I mean, if it weren't already obvious, I don't really go discussing the finer points of time travel by the third conversation with just anybody.

And, I was also kinda thinking about what might be fun to do after this.

[you know. living it up, like they always do. because they can.]
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[personal profile] oculusriffs 2018-08-26 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe. Looking back on it, I've explained some of that stuff to people before, only to have it not sink in, or they try to argue with me over it. That I'm supposed to be using that shit every fuckin' chance I get.

But you didn't do that. I guess I must have been relieved to have someone take me seriously on it, instead of trying to drag in all the stuff I'm capable of doing or the kind of person I'm supposed to be into the conversation.

[knights are "warriors that exploit their class as a weapon," allegedly. Dave would personally be happy if he never had to pick up a sword again.]

Pretty sure I've said all that before, but it bears repeating again.

Anyway ... yeah. I'm absolutely meanin' a coffee ramen date thing. And maybe tell me about the shit you're actually supposed to put in ramen.