This Man Would Let The Intrusive Thoughts Win If It Wasn’t For His Daughter

Fundy: You’re so tall, Ranboo. What can you see up there?

Ranboo: Everyone’s flaws.

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.

oda’s descriptions of dazai in the dark era light novel are so devastating

“Dazai’s expression as he placed a finger on his forehead and approached the enemy—that of a child about to burst into tears—remained burned into my eyes.”

“‘He’s sharp-witted with a mind like a steel trap. And he’s just a child—a sobbing child abandoned in the darkness of a world far emptier than the one we’re seeing.’”

he just saw him as a child who yearned to be saved

Philza: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Wilbur will and will not eat. Techno: Grass? Yes! Philza: Moss? Yes!! Techno: Leaves? Ohh, yes! Philza: Shoelaces? Strange but true! Techno: Worms? Sometimes! Philza: Rocks? Usually nah. Techno: Twigs? Usually! Philza: Tommy's cooking? Inconclusive! Tubbo: How did you… test this? Philza: You just hand him stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if he eats it, he eats it. Tubbo: ... I don’t know how to feel about this. Tommy: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?

Jackson: You kidnapped him?

Scott: …Yes?

Stiles: He did. I just helped. Ya know, after.

Jackson: Do you two have a fetish for kidnapping newly turned supernaturals or something?

Stiles: *offended*

Liam: They kidnapped you too?

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.

Oliver: *pitches an idea*

Penelope, impressed: Huh, there might be something here!

Percy, under his breath: Yeah, a lawsuit.

I feel Jake is the kind of alter who only fronts for like 10 seconds if the system is doing something he doesn't like, changes it, and then fucks off again.

Marc Spector: Im going to smoke this cigarette because it helps me fit in with a crowd (he is actually just a dramatic sadboy)

Jake: Yeets it across the room, leaves front

Stiles: just rip it off. Like a band-aid

Liam: I'm in love with Theo

Stiles: put the band-aid back on

Lanyon: Self care is stupid, I want to beat my dad with his own bones.

Jekyll: Did you just-- Did you just say what I thought you said?

Lanyon: I'm-- what?

Jekyll: Did you just... Threaten to murder the source of your problems and trauma with a vague and ominous plan of action?

Lanyon: I... I believe so, yes?

Jekyll: Oh my god.

Lanyon: What??

Jekyll: You are turning into ME.

Lanyon: I... oH NO I AM-