A Place With No Heartfelt Content

Ace: Don’t mess me with that gay shit

Crowley, holding a coconut: Something brought you here, Yuu.

Crowley, getting ready to list off all of his problems whilst standing in a luxury suite: Call it what you want. Fate, destiny…

Riddle: Idia we need- AUGH! What is that smell!? *plugs nose*

Idia: Um, it’s just my room.

Riddle: It smells awful!

Idia: I don’t smell anything- *sniffs his armpit*… as I said, nothing.

Riddle: that’s because YOU ARE THE SMELL!

Riddle, crossing his arms: what have you been doing the past 2 week’s?

Idia: uh, let’s see… I finished Battle Cross 111, beat level 55 to 367 in Pom-Pom Revenge, repaired my Pc, got some SSR’S in a multitude of gacha games, gave Ortho some upgrades and um-…

Riddle: Showering? Did you shower?

Ruggie on the phone with Jamil: He’s in the kitchen again…

Lilia, in the background reading a recipe: “Beat three eggs.” In what? Hand-to-hand combat?

Vil, since his white noise machine broke: Rook, could you please make ocean noises so I can go to sleep.

Rook, sitting on a chair next to Vil’s bed: Woosh, hoaaa~ ckkkuu

Vil: a French beach

Rook: …

Younger Lilia, cocky: So?

Soldier: It means you can’t sit on the battlefield you dingus

Heartslabyul Resident A, being sarcastic during Riddle’s overblot as Riddle chases people: Do you think we went overboard with the party decorations?

Heartslabyul Resident C as Riddle throws a tree at someone whilst everything is on fire: Nah, it’s cool.

Heartslabyul Resident B: Everything is on fire and people are severely injured! And- and shit is floating!!

Google: Elevate and apply pressure.

Crowley: I am a responsible adult, i am mature.

Later…

Vil:i don't get on my knees to anyone.

Jack: Nobody?

Vil: Of course not, look at my outfit, look at the expensive pants, the high end fabrics, i would never kneel to anyone.

You/Reader, giving Vil “the face”: Vil… I need help tying my shoes

Doctor: Time to test your reflexes.

Floyd, not knowing what the fuck is going on: *dodges little knee hammer*

You/Reader, who just got a paper cut: Agh-

Leona: *snorts* Dumbass

Later…

Crowley: So, you, Leona Kingscholar, think NRC, should ban paper?

Yuu, digging a hole, then bringing out a small box, putting that box into a larger box; continues to lock that box with a key, and then throws key into the distance: *places box in hole*

Jack standing over Yuu as they are now filling their dirt hole: what are you doing?

yuu, patting the dirt: It’s mental health awareness month, Jack.

Jack: ...

Silver: Hey… Where’s Sebek?

Lilia: Not to worry, I’ll find him.

Lilia, using a megaphone: MALLEUS SUCKS!

Sebek, who just entered Diasomnia and is now on a hunt for whoever said that: SIR MALLEUS IS THE ULTIMATE BEING! Fuck you!