#ivanmizi bestieism

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Ivan: I'm sorry. Please talk to me. Till: Ivan: Hello? World's most amazing person?? Sweet pea? Precious cinnamon roll that's too good for this world, too pure? Till: 'Sorry' doesn't bring back my fucking M&Ms.

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Sua: I'm so happy, I could kiss you! Mizi: Um…Neat. later Mizi, lying face down on their bed: I said "Neat," Till. Who the fuck says neat these days? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid. Till, reading a book: Don't beat yourself up too much, Mizi. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when Ivan confessed their love for me? Mizi: Didn't you thank them? Till: closes the book and looks at the ceiling I fucking thanked them.

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Sua: I’m the smartest, wisest person in this group. Till: Really? Then why is your hand stuck in a vending machine? Sua: I paid for my Mars Bar, I’m getting my Mars Bar.

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Luka: Ah ready for another fantastic day of being better than Hyuna.

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Till: That's ridiculous, Ivan doesn't have a crush on me. Sua: Yes he does. Mizi: Yes he does. Ivan: Yes I do.

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Hyuna: As a responsible adult- Mizi: chuckles Hyuna: … As a responsible adult—

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Ivan: This is Mizi, they’re… not my assistant, some other word. Mizi: I’m their carer. Ivan: Yeah, my carer. They care so I don’t have to.

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Till: Would you rather kill Ivan, or— Sua: Yes, kill them. Till: I didn’t say the other thing— Sua: I don’t need to hear it. Ivan: …I’m feeling a little unsafe.

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Sua: What’s the straightest thing you’ve ever done? Ivan: sighs Ivan: I've gotten killed by a man.

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Ivan: They called me the B-word. Till: Motherfucker doesn’t start with ‘b’.

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Sua: Did you just call me a shrimp, you asshole?! I'm still growing, dammit!

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Till: What are you in the mood for? Ivan: World domination. Till: That's a bit ambitious. Ivan: You are my world. Till: Aww… Ivan: Till: Ivan: Till: OH.

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Till: Do you ever wonder why you're still single? Ivan, eating mayonnaise straight out of the jar with a spoon: Yeah… I mean, I'm perfect! Who wouldn't want to date me? Till, sighing: I can name a few people…

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Mizi: Who do we know that has handcuffs? Ivan: Well Till and I- Till: elbows Ivan Ivan: …wouldn't know.

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Sua: Are you okay? Mizi, crying: Yeah, it was just the onions. Sua: Picks up an onion What the fuck did you say to Mizi?

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Mizi: Why is everyone so obsessed with top or bottom? Honestly, I’d just be excited to have a bunk bed. Ivan: Ivan: I'm gonna tell them. Sua: Don't you dare.

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Mizi: Self-care is suppressing all your trauma until it comes back and hits you in the face with the force of 7 very large trucks.

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Mizi: hiding something in their coat I think we should adopt another kid! Sua: No. Mizi: Why not? Sua: Because when you say “kid”, you mean “cat”, and we already have fifteen of those. Mizi: unzips coat Sixteen.

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Mizi: You don't need my blessing to go kiss Ivan. In fact, I was pretty sure you were already kissing Ivan Till: Nope. Mizi: In that case, as the archbishop of Till's fully awakened gaydom, I give you my blessing to immediately leave and rectify that as soon as possible! Go now, my child, and kiss Ivan right on the lips!!!

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Hyuna: When we get back, I'm going to step on you! Luka: Okay, as much as I might enjoy that, Hyuna–

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Hyuna, singing: ~Hush, little laptop, don’t you cry.~ Hyuna: ~Momma’s gonna find you some more Wi-Fi.~ Hyuna: ~And if that Wi-Fi doesn’t work…~ Hyuna: ~Momma will destroy the fucking Earth.~

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Hyuna, on the phone: Where are you? Mizi: I told you, I’m at work Hyuna: Swear you’re not at Chuck E Cheese again? skee ball machine alarm goes off in the background

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Congratulations! You've stumbled upon a secret message from me (the programmer of this generator): HEY. YOU! YOU THERE WITH THE FACE! Look at this pigeon.

(This isn't even for alien stage i jut found this)

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Mizi: Wait, if baby oil dissolves condoms, what does it do to babies? Sua: Believe it or not, babies and condoms are made of different materials. Till: It’s like rock paper scissors. Baby oil defeats condom, baby defeats baby oil, condom defeats baby. Ivan: Rock also defeats baby.

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Till: You ever get so tired that you start seeing spiders? Ivan: Me after I take 17 Benadryl and start seeing the hat man. Till: THE WHO? Ivan: Oh is this not a safe space suddenly?

ੈ✩‧₊˚✫✦✧✦✧‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊✦✧✦✧✫ੈ✩‧₊˚

Mizi, watching Till and Ivan fight: Are you sure they should be fighting? What if they get hurt? Sua, not bothered by the chaos: It’s fine. They’re too evenly matched to hurt each other. Mizi: Then… who’s the strongest out of you three? Till: Sua. Ivan: Sua. Sua: Me.

✫ੈ✩‧₊˚-ˏˋ You made it to the end,Yay :) ˊˎ✫ੈ✩‧₊˚