Scene from the 7s chapter of this sonadow fic by @silenthillzone
Ughghhg I really love your Tails!!!
Liu: Are you having a depressive episode again?
Jeff: Depressive episode?
Jeff: Bitch I’m having a depressive series we’re on season five
creepquotes
Jeff: Don’t worry, i have a few knives up my sleeve
y/n: I think you mean cards
Jeff, pulling out 3 knives from his sleeves: I absolutely do not
Ben: Ow! My armkle!
E.J.: Your what?
Y/n: [sighs] His wrist
creepquotes
y/n: HYDRATE OR DIE
y/n,aggressively throws water bottles
Jeff: uh…
Slender: They’re trying to yell mental health and well-being into us.
y/n: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU!
Jeff: …it’s workin’
Slenderman, talking about physics: -and so, technically speaking, we are all attracted to eachother.
Ben: I’m attracted to you.
Jeff: My foot’s attracted to your ass.
Y/N: Murder is never the answer!
Ben: Of course not. Murder is the question-
Jeff: And the answer is yes.
Ben: Babe, babe! Do the thing!
Y/n: [genuinely smiles]
Ben, breathlessly: [clutching his chest] Oh my god...
Y/n: Sure, you could probably fight better than me...
Y/n: But have you ever seen anyone CRY in the middle of a mission?
Jeff:
Y/n: That's what I THOUGHT
Y/N: Masky, have you seen my waste-paper basket?
Masky: [with the basket stuck on his head] Ask me that again and look into my eyes.
BEN: Don't bear ass me today.
Y/N: Excuse me?!
BEN: Don't bear ass me.
Y/N: Oh, don't embarrass you.
BEN: You're doing it again.
Trender: Very well, kid.
Y/N: I told you not to call me that.
Trender: [sighs] Very well, "my dope-ass fresh (prince/princess)."
Y/N: Damn straight.
Puppeteer: Tell me a secret.
Hoodie: One time Y/N, who's all about not killing animals, accidentally stood on a ladybug. They froze up and slowly cradled it in their hands, and they were so heart broken they started quoting Hamlet.
Hoodie: I didn't have the heart to tell them that it was a red M&M.
Kagekao: I spy with my little eye, someone who needs to shut the fuck up.
Y/N: ... is it me?
Kagekao: It's always you.
L.J.:[just woke up from surgery, still drugged]
Y/N: How tall are you?
L.J.: Yogurt.
Y/N: Oh fiddlesticks! This really ruffles my feathers!
Jeff: [crying] Please, I'm begging you, just say "fuck."
Y/N: Do I look nice?
Hoodie: You look like you're about to set someone on fire.
Y/N: Perfect.