Stack: My sister-in-law is pregnant. can't wait to find out if im going to be an aunt or an uncle
Smoke: That's not how this works.
Stack: Pretty sure it is.
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@batserebus
Stack: My sister-in-law is pregnant. can't wait to find out if im going to be an aunt or an uncle
Smoke: That's not how this works.
Stack: Pretty sure it is.
Sammie: Stack, do you have any fears?
Stack: Yes. What if something dope happens and I'm not there to see it?
Sammie: If Stack and I were drowning, who would you save?
Smoke: You can't swim?
Sammie: It's a hypothetical question, Smoke. Who would you save?
Smoke: My time and effort.
Sammie: Remmick, I'm sorry for all the stuff I said.
Remmick: And for punching me in the face?
Sammie: No. You deserved that.
Sammie: Why are Stack and Mary sitting back to back?
Smoke: They had a fight.
Sammie: Why are they holding hands?
Smoke: They get sad when they fight.
Stack, after being saved by Smoke: I learned some very valuable lessons from this.
Smoke: I'm guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lessons you actually should've taken away.
Stack: Death isn't real, and I'm basically God.
Pearline: Why does Stack get to pick the movie?
Stack: Because I'm family member of the week and family member of the week gets to pick the movie.
Sammie: But you're family member of the week, every week.
Stack: So?
Sammie: And you pick family member of the week.
Stack: Are you accusing me of nepotism?
Smoke: Remmick makes me so angry so quickly. It's remarkable.
Remmick: I literally only said 6 words.
Smoke: Yet here I am, boiling with hate.
Stack: That's one of my biggest fears.
Sammie: What is?
Stack: If I ever, like, woke up as a donut.
Sammie: You would eat yourself?
Stack: I wouldn't even question it.
Stack, to Sammie: Please, picking locks is my specialty.
Stack: *throws a brick through the window*
Stack: Okay, let's go.
Smoke: Are you alright with constructive criticism? I don't want to sound mean.
Remmick: No, go ahead, I want to hear it.
Smoke: It fucking sucks.
Remmick: That's not constructive criticism.
Sammie: I'm immune to mean and hurtful words because my friends say nice things to me every day and their love protects me.
Remmick: I'm immune to mean and hurtful words because my friends say mean things to me so I'm prepared.
I was rewatching The Good Place and was wondering why Tahani and Michael didn’t have soulmates while Eleanor, Chidi, Jason, and Janet had them. I realized that Tahani didn’t need a soulmate because her arc is her realizing that she doesn’t need anyone to define her own happiness. Michael’s arc is about his redemption from being selfish and evil to a good person who cares about his friends.
(Kevin and Sophie skipping stones on lake.)
Sophie: It’s such a beautiful evening.
Kevin, whispering: Take that you fucking lake.
Eliot: Hardison, I like this guy.
Hardison: Ask him to watch a movie.
Eliot: Wanna go to the movies this weekend?
Hardison: No, I meant ask him.
Eliot: Just did.
Hardison: What did he say?
EIiot: You tell me. I like you, dumbass.
Parker: I spy with my little eye something that starts with S.
Hardison: Sunshine?
Parker: No.
Eliot: She’s talking about Nate and Sophie.
Hardison: Sexual tension?
Eliot: Love is a weakness and an evolutionary mistake.
Sophie: You’re literally making flower crowns for Parker and Hardison as we speak.
Eliot, pointing a rose stem threateningly: You’re on thin fucking ice.