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modern jalph could find its own way into being an intense mess of emotions and social commentary naturally enough, but I kind’ve hate it
please don’t make my crash out yaoi google buzzfeed gay quizzes on their school mandated Chromebook
Ac I’ve changed my mind in one single sentence. Go onward disregard previous
yall I rlly want to drop a fic abt Ralph’s introspection both during and after island bc there’s sm left to say and sm I can tweak and push and force into the forefront- most all, Ralph’s isolation
He’s friendly enough and probably has a history of being well liked. he can joke when he wants, and while he’s no genius, he’s no tool either
He’s had to have considered going buck wild just as the others did countless times
He’s had to have imagined it in dreams and mornings and meals spent picking at the flesh of fruit where the others tear apart pig with their teeth. Pig And Piggy
Because he sees a gleam in Jack’s eye that spells something knowing under all that wrath, and despite standing with Piggy he doesn’t even know his fucking name because he has that knack for social hierarchy and cruelty and he’d fit right in if he just allowed himself to
He had to have stared at the groups backs and know so so so intimately that he could saddle right on up and feel warm for the first time in a long time
love the casualness of post island jalph bc the history is so loaded and it just sits on the tail end of every pause of every conversations, like an old timely chaperone making sure nothing unseemly is afoot as two suitors court, and it’s so easy too
yeah, Ralph’s breath hitches when Merridew moves too fast or too suddenly, and his eyes get kind’ve buzzy when they enter the mess hall and Jack’s loaned a knife to cut up his breakfast, but they throw back airy insults like none of it even happened
sure, Ralph’s tone seems slightly sharper than strictly warranted, and Jack’s responding smugness reads more sadistic than good natured, but they still talk
They still hang out and sit where the other does and walks where the other’s going, so they must be close.
post island ralph ilyyyyyyyyyy bc he’s repressed as all hell and then some
nope don’t look at the shadows that
raise ur hackles from ur peripherals or those dreams of fiery, finicky orange and strokes of deep, dripping red
Also! Ur Homo!
For… for the guy ur desperately trying to pretend isn’t stalking your subconscious/neg
so much fear and pain and hatred and exhaustion and pessimism, yeah get this man a box to scream in and five thousand beers pls
love jalph bc they completely bypassed the mandatory age minimum of mid thirties for toxic old man yaoi to commence and just skipped straight to the making eachother worse and war crimes at the prepubescent age of twelve
Hi Jalph community
Just finished LOTF for school
Uh
Jesus christ
I stand by it though if Jack wasn't such a coward they would've been okay. If they had just kissed or something it all could've been avoided.
Just read Chapters 7-9 of LOTF. My boy Simon's death could've been prevented if Ralph ran after Jack and kissed him or smth like he so clearly wanted.
"I'm not going to play any longer. Not with you." This feels like a kindergarten breakup. Go get your mans or smth.
Reading LOTF for school and Jack and Ralph want each other SOOOO bad. Ik how its gonna turn out but I stand by my statement the whole time. They just don't know how to express it guys...