THE MOON AND THE SUN ARE GAY MARRIED ?!?!
I'm probably doing something wrong uh
the fact theres people who actually think that bad doesnt understand what hes saying when he says stuff like “i’m about to go drill nine holes” or “i’m putting pieces of skeppy in my hole” and then plays dumb… like i hate to break it to you but the 26 year old man does in fact know what sex and innuendos are and is simply playing up his obliviousness for the bit
so the dsmp is a homonormative society right, that’s been established, and i was talking w @a-firefly-faerie about this and we realized the possibility of heterophobia is very much there and also the funniest fucking concept ever. like. c!karl’s time traveling and ends up at c!phil and c!techno’s house and assumes they’re together and is corrected when he makes this assumption and the interaction goes smth like
karl: so how have you two been? how’s married life treating you guys?
phil: what
techno: what
karl: well, you guys are married arent you? yknow, two guys, secluded in the wild, alone
phil: i have a wife mate lmao
karl: a wif- uh. oh. i didn’t know you lived THAT kind of lifestyle, haha...
like the concept of heterophobic c!karl is THE funniest shit to me.
Too pretty for her own good Red Banquet Eret :]
Someone asked quackity if the lore is going to be the same time with eurovision and if this isn't the most European thing you can ask idk what is
bad in his long silky robe with a fur trim holding a glass of wine and swirling it around: no, officers, i have no clue what happened to my husband
[ transcript *quackity playing a peaceful song on his guitar in the background and singing softly* bad: LUCY! what are you eating- oh my goodness, lucy. bad, his voice getting farther away: keep playing the guitar, quackity! *quackity is still playing the guitar* bad, distantly: LUCY! what the fudge are you doing?! alright, that's it- bad, his voice getting closer: I'm holding lucy now, this dog is not being very smart... *quackity has not stopped playing the guitar nor has he acknowledged anything bad is saying* end transcript ]
quackity serenely playing the guitar while bad scolds his dog for eating something she shouldn’t
can we make an exception for them?
My loyal only mutual who can see everything I do on this site please forgive me for what am I about to do
Let's fall, let's fall, let's fall and fall together, like the best of friends, wherever it may take us.
No more gender no more star signs only what song off Your City Gave Me Asthma hits hardest for you.