Lanyon: Jekyll, Please, May I Ask WHY There Are A Bunch Of Frogs In Your Office?

Ever since I found the theory that the 9th Doctors leather jacket used to belong to Fitz I can't help but imagine senerios where Jack mistakes a confused Fitz for The Doctor because he recognized that leather jacket.

cas: what are the symptoms of teenage depression?

dean: why are you asking me?

cas: jack was helping with the laundry earlier and he dropped a sock and i heard him say "why has god forsaken me"

He ate too many chicken nuggies

@askthebunker

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Micheal: *flying*

Gabriel: *throws a rock at him*

Micheal, as he's falling: Ah, fuck. I can't believe you've done this!

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Micheal: *playing the harp*

Gabriel: LOL. Fucking nerd!

Michael: Why you bully me?

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Jekyll: I love dogs who are obsessed with licking people. "This human is pleasing to me, I have to put my tongue on it".

Hyde: Dogs treat us like we treat cool rocks.

Jekyll: Your relationship to rocks is apparently very different than mine.

Stiles, speaking about Theo: it’s like a game of Fuck, Marry, Kill, and he’s all three.

*Dismissing Cicero*

Cicero, somewhat upset: Oh, of course! Mother needs me after all…

Listener: That’s not why I’m dismissing you, I’m dismissing you so you can get some fuckin sleep you self deprecating little shit

Theo: I poisoned one of the drinks, but I forgot which one

Scott: you WHAT?

Lydia: the way this dinner is going, I hope it’s mine

Stiles: *starts drinking faster*

“Some of us, in our daily depressions and rages, were apt to stray, to become corrupted, irreparably so, and then our lives would be forever in disorder. There were even some who would resolve to kill themselves. And when that happened, everyone would say, Oh, if only she had lived a little longer she would have known, if she were a little more grown up she would have figured it out. How saddened they would all be. But if those people were to think about it from our perspective, and see how we had tried to endure despite how terribly painful it all was, and how we had even tried to listen carefully, as hard as we could, to what the world might have to say, they would see that, in the end, the same bland lessons were always being repeated over and over, you know, well, merely to appease us. And they would see how we always experienced the same embarrassment of being ignored. It’s not as though we only care about the present. If you were to point to a faraway mountain and say, If you can make it there, it’s a pretty good view, I’d see that there’s not an ounce of untruth to what you tell us. But when you say, Well, bear with it just a little longer, if you can make it to the top of that mountain, you’ll have done it, you are ignoring the fact that we are suffering from a terrible stomachache - right now. Surely one of you is mistaken to let us go on this way. You’re the one who is to blame.”

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Dazai Osamu, Schoolgirl

*loud thudding noise*

Derek, sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose: What was that?

Stiles: A box fell down the stairs.

Derek: That sounded a lot louder than just a box.

Stiles: Isaac was in it.