#bad buddy the series
Pathetically Aesthetic❣️
Bringing back this family photo because why not
“How many kisses did they share?”
“In the series or behind the scenes?”
The way Ohm comforted Nanon each scene is really on a different level noh? I wish I had a friend like him
They said it’s normal for them, then it’s a normal for them
More bts pics for us all ❤️
He really loves smelling him, as Pat or Ohm
A closer look
Just a random day missing Pat & Pran
Happy birthday to my favorite, the best boy Pat
Always with you. ❤️
Did Bad Buddy just call out and completely SMASH the toxic binary gender stereotypes among sooooooooooo many BL stories? Wow, just wow! “Oh, why are you so serious? It’s just for fun, calling each other wifey and hubby. Isn’t it sweet/cute?”
HELL NO. It’s never casual or funny. It’s about POWER, about being superior (even unintentionally/subconsciously like Pat did), about reiterating the heterosexual gender norm set by the patriarchy, about the top/bottom bullshit. THANK YOU PRAN FOR POINTING IT OUT IN PAT’S FACE. I don’t give a flying fuck who tops or who bottoms. No one’s wifey in their relationship, an equal, healthy one with mutual respect and affection. Both of them are willing to work on their issues, willing to make changes for each other, neither of them are afraid of apologizing when they’re accountable. Patpran is beyond any stereotypes.
the only bad thing about bad buddy is the title: “bad buddy.” im sorry but when i talk about this show to people who don’t know what it is—i feel a barraging bombardment of flaming judgement, equivalent to that of gordan ramsay’s reaction to any gastronomical mistake, fall upon me like the fiery rage of the antichrist.
now lets discuss pran’s conversation with his mother. (everyone is talking about the balcony scene and pat’s dad so im not gonna re-invent the wheel with those)
tumblr has a limit for photos so i’ll have to use a lot of text-explanation
when pran first gets home he genuinely does not want to talk to his mom. he just doesnt. but his mom pushes and pushes and says smth like “you’ve become friends with the neighbour again, haven’t you?” and pran just:
the way he says this just shows how exhausted he is. for his entire life he has been exhausted. he’s showing some of that here. tired of his family, tired of trying to live up to other people’s expectations, tired of always blaming himself for things he rly doesnt need to blame himself for, tired of carrying the weight that his mother dropped onto his shoulders since he was a child.
“we’re not friends”
“pran dont walk away from me, we must talk things out”
and here is where the hidden rage starts to leak out of pran. talk things out? you want to talk? sure ill fucking talk.
mommy is not happy and starts to yell, only to be cut off by pran.
mommy starts to pull out every excuse she has within her but pran has heard this all too many times. “i know they are disgusting, theyre cheaters, they did this and that to us, i know all of that…”
pran is finally starting to verbalise what he’s been wanting to tell his mother his whole life. after doing all he could to keep everything inside, this is when his walls start to break.
“have you forgotten to save my reputatio—”
“mom” an interruption like none other
he’s been wanting to say that for a while now. pictures dont do nanon’s facial expressions justice, his acting is so precise and accurate. truly remarkable.
mommy is shocked, “i never raised to you talk to me like this”
and we all know what pran says in response. “it’s because you raised me this way, that im not like other kids. ”
pran was raised on a controlled environment with an inability to express himself and a severe lack of freedom. heavy responsibility and feelings of obligation further crumble his already broken sense of self. i could rant for hours about how pran’s tendencies to conceal and guard himself stem directly from how he was raised. but i wont, since im sure you all know already.
she slaps him.
physical touch can ground a person. pran realised what he said. he realises his mom isnt happy. we can here him sniffling when he walks away and his mom is calling out to him. he has returned to his shell, despite the crack within it.
can we talk about the tears in pran’s eyes as he yells at his boyfriend to reconcile with his father.
a soft, scared, concerned mumble to pat. pran typically blames himself for things, we have seen it before when he was hiding in pat’s room and heard what pat’s dad said about him.
pat knows this. he gives a calm reassurance. because he genuinely cares more about pran. we all know that.
the first reprimand. sterner. still lacking eye contact.
pat repeats himself, this time touching pran. physical touch can ground a person when they dissociate or overthink. pran is looking at empty space and pat is trying to get him to stay grounded. trying to tell him that everything is okay. pran catches on.
eye contact. stern. a shout. watery eyes.
pat realises theres no use anymore. he know pran too well. everything that pran has been anticipating in fear has begun to show itself.
defeated, pat leaves. worried about pran, but knowing there isnt much he can do.
