#source archer

I consider myself a realist, but in philosophical terms, I’m what’s called an asshole.

Lysandre

Maul: Kenobi! Where are you? KENOBIIII!

Savage: Do you know where he is?

Maul: Yes, I’m just screaming his name into the air to celebrate the fact.

Y/N: you were raised from the dead

Y/N: like a zombie

Y/N: and an orphan

Y/N: so…

Tom: no

Y/N: you’re like a mummy-

Tom: Y/N, STOP!

Y/N: who’s got-

Tom: NO!

Y/N: no mommy

Tom: (pushes Y/N out of a driving car)

Peter: look, I was a pretty handsome fella when I was young

Peter: you saw me as a young werewolf

Peter: right, Lydia?

Lydia:

Stiles: it’s hard to imagine you as a young werewolf

Peter: well, I-

Y/N: -or young anything…

[while hugging]

Wattson: Why do you have an erection?

Octane: I’m happy.

Pansy:What’s your blood type?

Theo: How would I know?

Pansy: How would you not?

Theo:Who do I look like, Karl Landsteiner, discoverer of blood groups?

Pansy:You don’t know your blood type, but you know who discovered them?