Quinlan: I apologize for saying ‘fuck’ in front of Aayla.
Tholme: You just said it again.
Quinlan: ...
Quinlan: I am not a role model.
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"ukraine invasion" vs "israel-hamas war" hm. something something wording and western media bias and propaganda
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honestly i think a very annoying part about the AI art boom is that techbros are out here going BEHOLD, IT CAN DO A REASONABLE FACSIMILE OF GIRL WITH BIG BOOBA, THE PINNACLE OF ARTISTIC ACHIEVEMENT and its like
no it’s fucking not! That AI wants to do melty nightmare fractal vomit so fucking bad and you are shackling it to a post and force-feeding it the labor of hard-working artists when you could literally pay someone to draw you artisanal hand-crafted girls with big boobs to your exact specifications and let your weird algorithms make art that can be reasonably used to represent horrors beyond human comprehension
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jason: why won’t you leave my dad alone?!
clark: because we’ve been together for 20 years jason… we have 8 kids, you included, and… we’re in love
duke, in the background: boke!
jason: i’ll find dirt on you yet. i’ve got people working on it.
clark: 🧍🏻
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funky little guys
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Y/N: *running towards Natasha with open arms*
Natasha: *moves out of the way*
Y/N: Hey, why'd you move?!
Natasha: I thought you were going to attack me.
Y/N: I was going to hug you!
Natasha: Why would you hug me?
Y/N: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?
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Happy pride month from some fancier-than-my-usual corner of the 1770s!
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Charlie: Just be yourself.
Sir Pentious: 'Be myself'? Charlie, I have one day to win Cherri Bomb over. How long did it take before you guys started liking me?
Angel Dust: Couple weeks.
Husk: Six months.
Alastor: Jury’s still out.
Sir Pentious: See, Charlie?
Sir Pentious: 'Be myself'. What kind of garbage advice is that?
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Y/N: Bonjour, Natasha. Voulez–vous coucher avec moi?
Natasha: No, I don't want to sleep with you.
Y/N: Is that what that means? Oh, man, I had a really gross tennis instructor.
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day 1421
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Crowley: Okay, but what if we went to dinner not as friends this time?
Aziraphale : AS ENEMIES?!
Crowley:
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Gale: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait.
Tara: You and me, Mr. Dekarios.
Gale, tearing up: Okay.
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Dean: you've got to learn to love yourself
Cas: but don't you hate yourself?
Dean: yeah, but this is about you. Stay focused
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Ed, at Izzy’s funeral: I need a moment with him.
Everyone, leaving: Of course.
Ed, leaning over Izzy’s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead.
Izzy: Yeah, no shit.
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Charlie: I'm so happy, I could kiss you!
Vaggie: Um...Neat.
*later*
Vaggie, lying face down on her bed: I said "Neat," Angel. Who the fuck says neat these days? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid.
Angel, reading a book: Don't beat yourself up too much, Vags. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when Husk confessed his love for me?
Vaggie: Didn't you thank him?
Angel: *closes the book and looks at the ceiling* I fucking thanked him.
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Crosshair: Why are you on the floor?
Hunter: I'm depressed.
Hunter: Also I was stabbed, can you get Echo, please.
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