gays in space

Deimos: I have an idea.

Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to present, Man Not Caring.

Selene: Are you feeling any better?

Phobos: [shoving people out of the way] Out of my way, extras!

Praxis: Are you drinking alcohol for breakfast?

Athos: Here you go, Encke! A nice, hot, cup of coffee.

Deimos: The quickest way to a man’s heart is through the fourth and the fifth rib.

“Dress everyday like you’re going to get murdered in those clothes.”

Cain: Going to meetings, writing stuff down. You love that nerd stuff.

Keeler: You took advice from Cain? Encke: It’s called hitting rock bottom, Keeler.

I love this blog, thank you for existing.

Ethos: Why are you in here?

Athos: I can’t believe you and Selene broke the bed last night! Cain: Must have been a wild night. Helios: Haha…yeah… [last night] Helios: Bet you can’t jump high enough to touch the ceiling! Selene: Try me.

Athos: What’s your favourite colour? 

Abel: Make anyone cry today?

Athos: I have a science headcanon.