Dream Sulking Around Leaving Trails Of Sand Behind Him And Hob Sighing And Getting The Vacuum Cleaner

me, watching Roku deadset on fighting that volcano, even though everyone in the village appeared to have escaped, and the volcano appeared to be isolated at sea and unlikely to impact anyone else, and then, dying because of it : Zuko is his great grandson…I see…

Dean: cantaloupes taste like they don’t believe in themselves.

Cas: you taste like cantaloupe?

i have a nonsensical au idea in my head where chuuya does decide to take up lippman’s job, but he does it after dazai’s defection, so for years dazai is stuck with his ex’s face staring at him from every billboard. also, because he’s dazai, he obviously tells no one of his history with chuuya, so it just sort of becomes a thing in the agency that dazai has beef with chuuya-nakahara-from-from-the-forbes-highest-paid-actors-list.

atsushi: dazai-san hates chuuya nakahara...? the one in the movies....?

*cue incoherent seething noises from dazai somewhere in the background*

Skyrim adventure #3

Me: *been playing for like 2 hours* My Dad: the insane jester has been quiet for a while Me: …..*turns around* Cicero: *is just gone* Me: what the hecker Me: *retraces steps to find him* Me: *finds bandit tower* Cicero: *singing and dancing, dead bodies everywhere* Dad: *whispers* he cant be trusted

Lucifer: *is drowning*

Jack: I'd save him but who am I to play god?

Gabriel: YOU ARE LITERALLY THE GOD NOW!!!!

Jack: Dad can you pass me the salt

Sam Dean and Cas all go to hand him salt

Jack: …thanks dad..s

Sam,Dean,Cas insink: you’re welcome

Rowena: Jack hon do me a wee favor and shoot me please.

Derek: u either sit down and do ur work or ull end up at mcdonalds

Stiles: we goin to mcdonalds if I don’t do my work??

Derek: no

Jack: Can I have another cookie?

Dean: What did Cas say?

Jack: He said no

Dean: Then why should I say yes?

Jack: because he’s not the boss of you

Dean, internally: it’s a trap it’s a trap it’s a trap

derek: okay fine, truth or dare?

stiles: truth

derek: how many hours have you slept this week?

stiles: ...

stiles: ...dare

derek: go to bed.

stiles: i don’t like this game.

Natasha: In your opinion, what's the height of stupidity?

Seele, turning to Sampo: How tall are you?