Tozozozo

Sole: I don't have a good feeling about this.

Hancock/Deacon: What do you mean?

Sole: Don't you ever get that little voice inside your head? Y'know, the one that tells you if something will get you into trouble?

Hancock/Deacon: No...?

Sole:

Sole: That actually explains so much.

TikTok live is such a waste of time there are no good….

which ao3 tag are you?

I don’t like being referred to as a boy

Maccready, trying his hardest not to swear: Oh fu - fiddlesticks! That really ruffles my feathers!

Sole: Please, I beg of you, just say fuck.

This is basically every single one of their interactions lately…

Ghostbur at literally any sheep he comes across:

Tommy slowly losing his sanity during his exile and creating himself a fake girlfriend to cope with the loneliness:

Im enjoying the longevity of tumblrs recontextualization style of humor. a seemingly innocuous post followed by like "posts that a gnome would make" or like "are you a phone"