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@dizzyizzersx-blog
Alright Iz, let me in.
"So weed isn’t one of your favorite things? Fine. I guess I’ll just smoke this joint all by myself. Not that I’m complaining about that."
"Hey, I like weed! It just isn't a favorite... Is that not allowed, or something?"
headcanon
If Izzy were to be properly tested he would probably be diagnosed with a mild form of Autism Spectrum Disorder.
Alright Iz, let me in.
"You totally could’ve. I wouldn’t have been offended or anything. And, name five of your favorite things. I bet what I have is one of them."
"I don't know, Tyson, I have weird favorites. But why not? Okay, um.... music, The Avengers, cars, hot guys, and.... umm.... God, I don't know. I think I just named all of my favorite things..."
Alright Iz, let me in.
Not only am I here to devour your pizza and watch your television, I’ve brought gifts.
"Dude, finally! Do you know how fucking hard it was not to just start without you? Oh, uh, what did you bring?"
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Tyson: I've never said this to anyone, but I'm pretty sure you're my soulmate.
Izzy: i'll take that as a yes.
Izzy: hurry up and get over here before the pizza gets cold.
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Izzy: i have the boxed set of daria and pizza.
Izzy: aka - wanna hang out?
over my head {beck and izzy}
"Okay, hey, hi, sorry to barge in on your apartment like this but I can’t handle the drive-in anymore and your place is much closer than my place and besides if I get home early the babysitter is going to make me pay for her full shift even though her shift just started so I’m here because Lexi’s probably asleep anyway and hello.” Beck walked into Izzy’s apartment, giving Izzy a quick kiss before dropping his backpack and pulling off the polo he has to wear at the drive in, swapping it out for the soft t-shirt in his backpack from his shift at the coffee shop. “So, hello.”
"Um...Hi." Izzy said, kissing Beck back gently. He hadn't expected him to come over, and the messy state of his apartment showed it... Not to mention the fact that Dorkness Rising was playing on the TV, and it was quite possibly the lamest nerd movie in existence. "You're welcome to hang out here. ...So what the fuck happened at work that made you come here?"
"Well, not all the time. When Lexi’s asleep, you’re free to swear as much as you want.”
"Sounds like a plan. I can be the evil genius and you can be the muscle."
"She was asleep earlier and you flicked me."
"Me as the muscle? That's... Just...No. I could manipulate media and be in charge of propaganda."
Beck flicked him again. “Only when we’re around Lexi.”
"Yep. They’ll have archives of the last remaining copies of dystopian novels, and every time they need to rip a new one, they’ll just flip to a random page."
"So, pretty much every time we're together?"
"Maybe we should start a dystopian society. It'll be easy since we already have all the books to reference. All we'd need to do is figure out how to take over google."
"Deal. I think your sailor’s mouth is kind of cute anyway."
"Sounds about right. Instead of 1984, maybe it’ll be reflective of 2084."
"Really? I didn't expect that from you, seeing as you flick me ans all every time I say fuck."
"Exactly. It'll be the dystopia everyone always dreamed about. Who knows, maybe the future tyrants will take inspiration from all the books we have about it now."
"Just around Lexi!"
"Or we’re progressing all too rapidly as a society and we’re going to end up in a dystopia a la Ray Bradbury."
"Ugh, fine. I'll let you train me like I'm Pavlov's dog, but when I am not around your daughter I am going to make a legitimate effort to swear more than usual."
"So long as people are able to make references to Bradbury, I think we're fine. I always figured we're heading down the route of 1984, to be completely honest though."
"Brainwashing implies ill intent. I have no ill intent here, Izzy."
"You know, there was a time when people would actually talk to each other instead of tweeting or whatever it is people do today.
"You intend to change how I speak. My terrible language is basically my trademark, Beckett. I'd say changing that is ill intent."
"Yeah, and those times were lame which is why we invented cell phones and the internet."
"It’s not brainwashing! It’s simple psychology."
"I don’t really use social media all that much."
"Yeah, so's brainwashing!"
"...Holy, shit, how do you survive without social media? Why would you even want to? That does not compute, Beck."
"Oh. Well, Ivan Pavlov was the Russian scientist who basically trained his dogs to recognize that there would be food coming every time that he rang a bell. He called it classical conditioning-so whenever he rang the bell, the dogs would come running, even if there wasn’t food or they had just eaten."
"I haven’t touched my facebook in…three years? I don’t know."
"...That sounds like brain washing. ...Please don't brain wash me."
"Lame. Facebook may suck, but it's how our generation exists. Besides, updating tumblr or twitter or whatever social media you use."
"Ah, but you see, I’m conditioning you. Like Pavlov’s dog."
"So…is that a yes?"
".....I have no idea what that is. Some people aren't as smart as you, you know."
"Mmm, yeah. Yes, that is a yes. Now we just have to change our facebook statuses, and it'll be truly official."
Beck flicked Izzy’s ear. “Yes, exactly.”
"Which is my passive aggressive way of saying that I want you to be my boyfriend now.”
"Hey! I covered Lex's ears! She can't hear me!"
"That-that's a better answer. I like that answer a lot more then your last one."
