The Accomplished Woman
Darcy: I shall only marry a female who has mastered all the accomplishments and speaks all the fashionable languages and is perfectly elegant and well read.
Elizabeth: It would probably take someone a lifetime to do all that! I sure hope you enjoy being single, because dude, that girl don’t exist.
Caroline: She exists! I know many personally (holding large neon sign that says, “Pick me! I'm one of them!” in Italian)
Mr. Hurst: Stop all this stupid flirtation and play the damn cards!
Elizabeth (internally): Lolz (exit)
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Just a little thought bc I’m depressed and have nothing better to do with my life, and this site is my only way to get even a scrap of serotonin atp (*tiiiny spoiler of NB, near the beginning of the game)
So, we know how the Devildom has all sorts of things that are considered common there, but are new to us, right? (Like the hypnotizing plants*)
Okay well what if it was the opposite? Like, we have something really, REALLY common that we think everyone knows about, but our lil demon babies can’t even imagine something like that.
FOR EXAMPLE!!
*mc going shopping*
Lucifer: Ah, MC, you’re here too.
MC: Hey! Uh, can you tell me where to find the corn? I can’t find it.
Lucifer: …excuse me, what?
MC: The…corn?
Lucifer: What do you mean by that?
MC: Huh?-
MC:*(sudden realization)*
MC: YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT CORN IS?!
Lucifer: Please keep your voice down…
MC: Oh, we gotta fix that!
*-one trip to the human world later…-*
Lucifer: What is this stuff? It’s sweet, but somehow savory at the same time..
MC: It’s corn!
(a big lump with knobs~)
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I truly believe Will Wood is an incredible musician and songwriter and is one of the top lyricists in the last decade both in and outside of the genres that he chooses to play in with absolutely zero irony. I also believe that you can only fully understand that if you’ve either had a pet die before listening to his music or you have a history of drug abuse and mental health crises. Or you’re trans.
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Bubble wrap
(MC with popping candy edition joints)
Satan: You’re always hanging out with Solomon, MC; why is that? I even spotted you two on a walk together this morning.
Solomon: Don’t tell me you’re jealous of little old me, Satan. What can I say?
MC: Well, you know, birds of a feather click together.
Solomon: You mean stick?
MC: No. I meant what I said. I’ve heard you do a squat, man. Your joints pop like a roller coaster cart ascending a vertical drop. My guy, you click. Same boat though.
Satan: I was going to ask if you two were having sex, but now I’m just thinking about bubble wrap.
MC: . . .
Solomon: MC, want to go pop some bubble wrap with me?
MC: If you turn that into a thing, you’ll be popping your own bubble wrap.
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