boboiboy shitposts, aus, and whatnot

more how i met ur mother stuff

*constant role change because sure

18+ btw... sorry

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Ice, on one knee: Will you marry me?

Cyclone:

Cyclone: Yes. Perfect. And then you'll be engaged with Blaze

Ice: Thanks

Cyclone: Then you pop the champagne, you drink a toast, you have sex on the kitchen floor

Ice:

Cyclone:

Cyclone: Don't have sex on our kitchen floor

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Ice: Hey, thanks for helping me plan my proposal out, Cy

Cyclone: Are you kidding? It's you and Blaze! I've been there for all the big moments of you and Blaze

Ice: Huh, really?

Cyclone: Yeah. The night you met, your first date..... other first things

Ice: //blushes// ehehe yeah, sorry... we thought you were asleep

Cyclone: It's physics, Ice. If the bottom bunk moves, the top bunk moves too...

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Thorn: //excitedly handing Solar and Blaze his flyer//

Solar: Op, sorry I don't take flyers

Blaze: You literally took a flyer 2 minutes ago

Solar: That's different... I took it because this strip club is having a 5 ringgit deal off of chicken wings. Can Thorn's flyers get me 5 ringgit off on anything?

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Thunderstorm:

Cyclone:

Quake:

Thunderstorm: welp, it's official

Quake: yeah, hanging in the bar is waaaay better than hanging in a coffee shop

Cyclone: //physically twitching// I miss the freedom the bar gives us

*they're all aged-up btw

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Blaze: //confused// Solar? What are you doing here at the homeless shelter?

Solar: Oh, just God's work

Blaze:

Blaze: But you're Satan

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Thorn: Just be yourself. Say something nice.

Ice: //panics// Which one? I can't do both

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*Cyclone and Thunder walking back from a date*

Thunder: I gotta get one of those blue French horns for over my fireplace. It's gotta be blue, it's gotta be French

Cyclone: No green clarinet?

Thunder: Nope

Cyclone: Not even a purple tuba?

Thunder: It's a Smurf penis or no dice

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Blaze: so did you kiss him?

Cyclone: No, the moment wasn't right.