Ima Tell My Kids This Was The Last Supper.

Nancy: What should we do this weekend?

Robin: Eat tacos.

Nancy: No! Something romantic!

Robin: …Eat tacos in the rain?

Ocean: Hey Mischa, can I have some dating advice?

Mischa: Just because I’m dating Noel, and Talia, doesn’t mean I know how I did it.

Drew the siblings for a thing I’m making. I’m actually rly fuckin proud of how they came out

I would literally die for her.

Hopper: I’m sorry, but I’m gonna have to fine you kids for having three people on a motorcycle.

Nancy: Three?

Eddie: FÜCK!

Robin: STEVE FELL OFF!!!

Steve: Do you think I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth?

Nancy: you’re a hazard to society.

Robin: And a coward.

Eddie: Do 20!

Ocean: Mischa and I? We’re friends with benefits

Mischa; Benefits including, someone to talk to, video game partners, sometimes she’ll do back up vocals in my music, and I can reach all the tall shelves for her.

Noel: *Tells Ocean what ‘friends with benefits’ really means*

Ocean, horrified: Oh my god, WE ARE NOT THAT!!!

(Mischa and Ocean are besties, pass it on)

Ok but tell me Ricky wouldn’t totally wear these???

I’ve rewatched the first season of ‘Russian Doll’ six times in the past month alone…

Mischa and Jane Doe/Penny listen to heavy metal together. That’s it. That’s the post.