Glad That Slime Has Now Officially Been Incorporated Into Sbi+ 

Castiel: Why can’t you go to Arizona?

Lucifer: Let’s just say there might be a warrant there for my arrest…and in Ohio…and some other states I can never remember

Gabriel: Well you just gotta remember the song I made for you 

Gabriel (singing): What are the states where Luci can’t go, Arizona, Utah, and Ohio

Castiel: Oh my

Gabriel (singing again): There’s three more states where Luci can’t be, Texas, New Hampshire, and Tennesee

Lucifer (also sings):  I’m also not welcome in Europe

One of these episodes Jamie is going to sit on the doctors lap and no one will remark on it

Scrooge: I've met some insufferable people.

Scrooge: But they have also met me.

It’s so hard to try and describe Cicero’s “jester act” because while it is sort of an act, it’s also just the way he is too. Like it’s the way he copes with the PTSD and psychosis he went through during a period of horrible trauma for him & The Brotherhood.

It’s a way to disconnect himself from it all, like that person was someone else. Though muscle memory of being a trained assassin has him put it on hold, and when he kills a contract is the when you can see the “old Cicero” peek through a bit.

When upset he will slip back into first person, as if The Fool of Hearts can’t separate itself from Cicero anymore.

I want to put Fischl, Farina, Lyney, and Barbara in a party and call it the theater troup.

Steven: Let's get a birthday cake!

Marc: But our birthday isn't even this month?

Steven, whispering: The cake won't know that.

Marc:

Marc: Valid. Let's get two.

Layla: what are you playing?

Marc: I'm playing poker, Steven's playing go fish and I think Jake is just hungry

"Goodbye L'Manburg. You were a terrible idea to begin with, but at least you tried."

-Ranboo, the best fucking charcter on the SMP change my mind

boyd: Ok, one more time. You said you asked the pack if they wanted some mac n’ cheese.

stiles: Yup.

boyd: They said no.

stiles: that they did.

boyd: ... So you made mac n’ cheese.

stiles: Mhm.

boyd: And then isaac came down and took a bowl of it, to which you-

stiles: Took my fucking mac n’ cheese back from that bitch and told him to make his own damn cheesy noodles.

boyd: But when derek asked for some...?

stiles: *throws hands in air*

stiles: What did you expect me to do, let him STARVE????

[bench trio putting camera at their eye levels]

tubbo: lets do my height :]

ranboo: yeah lets do tubbos height [puts the laptop on the floor]