Kunikida47 - Isabel

In-ho: Your existence is confusing.

Gi-hun: How so?

In-ho: Your presence is incredibly annoying but the thought of anything bad happening to you upsets me.

Kunikida therapy part-2

He isn't dead. No worries.

Steve: I could never hurt you.

Bucky: I know. That’s why I’m scared.

2.

Bucky: I'm not sure I trust you.

Steve: Look, if I were going to betray you, I would have done it already.

Bucky: That's what scares me.

3.

Steve: I've done some questionable things in my past.

Bucky: Example?

Steve: I once spent three hours trying to prove that pigeons are spies for the government.

Bucky: *nods solemnly* I accept you.

Chuuya: how's your lover

Verlaine: I don't have a lover(not anymore)

Chuuya: I know I'm just reminding you <3

Verlaine: how's the flags

Chuuya: ( ⚈̥̥̥̥̥́⌢⚈̥̥̥̥̥̀)

:3

@kunikida47 по мотивам поста этого человечка :)

**Gi-hun:** So, you're telling me this game… is *all* about finding the perfect shade of beige for your living room? Because I picked a pretty killer mustard yellow.

**Salesman:** (Beaming) Precisely! And the prize? A lifetime supply of beige paint! Think of the possibilities! Beige on beige! Beige with a subtle hint of… off-beige!

**Gi-hun:** A lifetime supply of beige? I risked my life for... *beige*? I should have stuck with the squid game. At least the prizes were *excitingly* violent.

**Salesman:** Oh, but think of the *subtle* violence of choosing the wrong shade! The psychological warfare! The sheer terror of… eggshell!

**Gi-hun:** Eggshell? You're losing me. Are there… are there tiny eggs involved? Because I’m surprisingly good at cracking eggs.

**Salesman:** (Whispering conspiratorially) Only if you choose the wrong beige. Then, tiny, *very* angry eggs…

**Gi-hun:** Right. This is definitely worse than the squid game. At least there I knew what I was up against. This... this is beige-mageddon. I'm outta here.

**Salesman:** (Calling after him) But sir! Have you considered the beige-on-beige-on-beige option? It's… revolutionary!

I only have one Fyodor and that's him with the snowman

Sang-woo: Hey! Wanna hear a joke?

Gi-hun: Sure.

Sang-woo: Your life!

Gi-hun: Actually, my life isn’t a joke, jokes have meaning.

Sang-woo: Gi-hun, no.

Gi-hun: *trying to make him laugh* Whaddya call a fish with no eye?

Sang-woo: *not looking up from his book* Myxine Circifrons.

Gi-hun:...

Gi-hun: fsh