On second thought, I present to you the concept of the tyrannic TA and his unfortunate professor
Staci: Jacob, let's play hide and seed
I hide from your bullshit
you seed therapy
Father, into your hands I commend my spirit Father, into your hands Why have you forsaken me? In your eyes forsaken me In your thoughts forsaken me In your heart forsaken me, oh
When logic and rebellion Have all but gone astray And Jacob's wolves are circling And John's tattoos mark your way Remember what the Father said: "Help me Faith Help me Faith"
they give "the tyrannic professor and his unfortunate TA" energy in every universe
and I love them for that
let me catch your dreams
let me have your back
gay gay homosexual gay
hakob: it's nice to finally meet your colleagues, deputy bratt
bratt: you son of a…
get outta here, pumpkin.
friendship with jacob has ended, now jacob is my best friend.
what if… we touched heads in a doomsday cult?
Hahah, jus kidding…
Unless
when the shit your homie says is so unhinged you have to double take
What are you looking at? Helicopter. Hell yeah. What are you looking at? Helicopter. Hell yeah.
mansplain (staci) manipulate (jacob) malewife (both?!)
Jacob: "Cull the flowers ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚."
Staci: "okay grandpa let's get you to Eden"
like what you see, Hakob?
the uncontrollable jacobian urge to hug a smol pratt
two bros chillin’ at a hot spring 1.5 feet apart
am i interrupting something here?
a man is dreaming
my partner and I saw you from across the bar, and we really hate your vibe. start. running.
this has some strong Timon and Pumbaa vibe to it
Staci: *looks at everyone around*
Jacob: 1, 2, eyes on the target (pratt)