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I have started an incorrect Wednesday quote blog. If any of you are a fan of that show and my incorrect quotes, please consider following that blog.
Thanks (I’ll still be running this blog as well)
Enid: Please, it’s Christmas
Wednesday: *hitting her with a giant candy cane* It’s December 10th!
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Ocean: I don’t have a favourite choir member.
Ocean: I love Constance and all you non-Constance’s equally.
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Mischa: *pulls out knife*
Ocean: Oh no.
Mischa: *uses knife to open a box*
Ocean: Oh phew.
Mischa: *pulls gun out of the box*
Ocean: Oh frick.
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Ocean: Are you angry with me?
Constance: Yes.
Ocean: Can I ask why?
Constance: No.
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Jane: Mischa, in your professional opinion. How do I die?
Mischa: Murder. Gangland execution style. We never find your head.
Jane: That’s a shame
Ocean: *quietly raises hand in question*
Mischa: You slip in a tub.
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Noel: What’s your type?
Mischa: Cute, choir member, dumb, brown eyes, funny.
Noel: Sounds like me, too bad I’m not a girl.
Mischa: Did I mention dumb?
Noel: Yeah?
Mischa: Just making sure.
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My friends and I did this online gender quiz for the Ride the Cyclone characters. Here are the results
Ocean’s gender is ‘Banned in 13 US states’ (also my gender)
Noel’s gender is ‘The Angel Ramiel from Neon Genesis Evangelion’
Mischa’s gender is ‘BEES’
Ricky’s gender is ‘Egg’
Jane’s gender is ‘Cactus’
Constance’s gender is ‘The Inky Void Between Stars’
If people would be interested in the attached descriptions, let me know and I’ll reblog this with them.
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Anyway if you see this you have to reblog and tag with a delight from ur day -- even the littlest thing counts
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Mischa: I want to go apple picking! Pumpkin picking! Drink hot cider! Read spooky stories! Murder someone!
Noel:
Mischa: You know, Autumn shit.
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Noel, at Mischa: You’re talking mad shit for someone in kissing distance.
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Ocean, functioning on an hour of sleep and coffee: Folks, I hear you. I hear your questions constantly. They come to me in my dreams, like a prophet receiving visions from an angry God.
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Ricky: I was wondering if you could help me out.
Mischa: Sure, here are a bunch of explosives.
Ricky: Nope, different thing.
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Mischa: When I say I’m feral, I don’t always mean I’m angry.
Mischa: Maybe I’m stupid and if you give me food you’ll earn my trust and I’ll follow you around.
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Noel, about riding the cyclone and dying: I took a calculated risk, but man am I bad at math.
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Ocean: So you could see how people would die?
Karnak: Yes.
Ocean: But you failed to tell me.
Noel: And me.
Mischa: And me.
Ricky: And me.
Constance: And me.
Jane: And me.
Karnak: I said I could see how people would die, not that I could tell you. (And Jane, I never saw your fortune.)
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Jane: What’s worse than a heartbreak?
Constance: Waking up in the morning and your phone wasn’t charging.
Ricky: Waking up in the morning.
Mischa: Waking up.
Noel: Waking up in the morning and seeing Ocean.
Ocean: …Rude.
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