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akanemnon · 8 months
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All around me are familiar faces...
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ferronickel · 30 days
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Looking Glasses Page 78
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Hmm, the boys are probably fine, let's check in with some other parts of the cast.
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what month is it again? i think i'm starting to forget
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BONUS: you get to see her eyes
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telepastels · 2 months
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the-white-soul · 2 days
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One more kid
(Kara) "Hey, there's something I've been meaning to ask. Where's Frisk? Is there a Frisk here?"
(Dess) "Yes, there is. They have been on an ambassador trip for a while. They might come back this month! Sorry I didn't tell you this sooner, I forgot to mention them. They're not what you'll be expecting. The barrier made all humans look different in a way or two but Frisk had a complete change. When fighting Chara they tried to get Chara to stop being the god. However, Chara told Frisk that to prove that monsters were as good as humans Chara would turn Frisk into one."
(Kara) "What do they look like?"
*Dess put up a picture on her phone and Kara was shocked.*
(For your pleasure I decided to draw this part alone.)
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(Kara) "What in the name of all Christ is that? That's not a monster. They look less detailed!"
(Dess) "Chara only had a little time to make their design."
(Kara) "Still, I feel so bad for them. They look like a clown. Are they happy about it?"
(Dess) "They've adapted. Also, if you ever see them don't mention what they look like. They're very self-conscious."
(Kara) "Alright. I can't believe that Chara, no I can."
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mel-loly · 1 year
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mel if i turned into a pig named greg would you still love me?
Hey king! Hru? How's your day going?? :]
Also- for sure! I will always love you no matter what you are, like.. If you let me, I would even do this: ↓
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Fill you with kisses and love! Just like I'll do it every time you want or needed when we live together. I will love you a lot forever no matter what, my silly/p! Have a wonderful day/night💖
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deltaruminations · 1 year
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deltarune theory wd gaster is an evil sexyman who seduces and murders young girls. april fools!!!!!!! wd gaster is a frightened boy masquerading as a man who is so committed to a promise he made to a girl he loved that he ripped himself apart and transcended physical form in order to keep it
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tamo zuando tomo mundo kkkk pelo amor de deus brasil, nao quero ser zuada tb
flor, se a seleção quiser dar uma de selecinha a gente vai ter que defender esses putos, fazer o q ahsuahsuahsuahsushusa
mas olha pelo lado bom, argentina perdeu, alemanha perdeu, itália não foi, vai ser difícil a gente sair no prejuízo a esse ponto xD
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oddeyes588 · 2 years
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soldier-poet-king · 2 years
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hi hello tristians personal quest once again has me facedown on the floor, emotionally speaking
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takethesunnysideup · 2 months
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Virgil: Hey, you guys wanna go get some D-E-S-S-E-R-T?
Roman: Yeah, dude, I need me a T-R-E-A-T.
Remus: What’cha guys talking about?
Logan: Yeah, why did you guys just spell dess-
Janus and Roman: No, no, no! Don’t say it.
Logan: Uh, why?
Virgil: Oh, god, how do we tell you this?
Roman: Remus can’t spell..
Logan: What?
Roman: He can’t spell, so when we talk about something he wants, we spell it out loud so he doesn’t get too excited.
Logan: He’s a grown man, he can’t handle hearing the word treat?
Remus: Treat?
Janus: No.
Remus: Treat?
Janus: No.
Remus: Treat?
Janus: No.
Remus: Aww..
Logan: What’s happening?
Janus: He gets excited when he hears the word T-R-E-A-T.
Remus: What’cha talking about?
Roman: Taxes.
Remus: Aw, shucks.
Logan: What, you guys just treat him like a toddler??
Remus: Treat??
Roman: No treat!
Remus: Treat?
Roman: No treat!
Remus: Awww…
Virgil: Dude, you gotta spell if you talk about F-O-O-D.
Logan: Okay… so are we having a S-N-A-C-K?
Remus: Snack?!?!
Janus: Oh, dude, really??
Logan: Oh, come on, I spelled it!
Janus: Well, he knows how to spell snack.
Logan: So he can spell snack, but he can’t spell treat?
Remus: TREAT???
Roman: NO TREAT.
Remus: TREAT????
Roman: NO TREAT.
Remus: TREAT??
Roman: NO TREAT!
Remus: GOD DAMNIT!
Patton: Okay, he’s fussy, it’s time for a N-A-P.
Remus: Yeaaahhh :)
Logan: Remus, what does N-A-P spell??
Remus: Party.
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momojedi · 8 months
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Hunter: Hey you guys wanna go get some D-E-S-S-E-R-T?
Tech: Yeah, I really need me a T-R-E-A-T.
Wrecker: Whatcha guys talking about?
Echo: Yeah, why don’t you guys just spell dess —
Hunter, in utter distress: NO NO NO, SHHHHH
Tech, in utter distress:
SHUT UP, DON’T SAY IT
Echo, taken back: … uh. Why?
Hunter: Oh god, how do we tell you this?
Tech: Wrecker … can’t spell …
Echo:
Echo: WHAT?
Hunter: He can’t spell, so when we talk about something he wants, we spell it out loud so he doesn’t get too excited.
Echo: He’s a grown man, he can’t handle hearing the word TREAT?
Wrecker: TREAT??
Tech: No treat
Wrecker: TREAT?
Tech: NO TREAT
Wrecker: T R E A T ??
Tech: NO TREAT.
Wrecker, disappointed: Awww :(
Tech, Hunter & Echo:
Echo: Okay, what is happening?
Tech: We told you, he gets excited when he hears the word T-R-E-A-T.
Wrecker, curiously: Whatcha talking about?
Tech: Taxes.
Wrecker: Aw, shucks.
Echo: What, so you guys just treat him like a toddler?
Wrecker: TREAT?
Hunter: No treat.
Wrecker: TREAT??
Hunter: NO TREAT.
Wrecker: T R E A T?
Hunter: NO. TREAT.
Wrecker, disappointed: Awwww :(
Tech, Hunter & Echo:
Hunter: Echo, you gotta spell if you’re talking about F-O-O-D.
Echo: Okay, so … Are we getting an S-N-A-C-K?
Wrecker: SNACK??
Tech: Oh, come on.
Hunter: Dude, really?
Echo: OH COME ON I SPELLED IT.
Hunter: Well, he knows how to spell SNACK!
Echo: So he can spell snack but he can’t spell TREAT?
Wrecker: TREAT??
Echo: NO TREAT
Wrecker: TREAT??
Echo: NO TREAT!
Wrecker: GOD DAMN IT!
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incorrectbatfam · 8 months
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Ace: Hey, you guys wanna get some D-E-S-S-E-R-T?
Krypto: Yeah dude I need a T-R-E-A-T.
Titus: What'cha guys talking about?
Haley: Yeah, why did you guys just spell dess—
Ace: No no no, shh.
Krypto: Shut up! Don't say it!
Haley: Uh... why?
Krypto: Oh God, how do we tell you this?
Ace: Titus... can't spell.
Haley: ...What?
Krypto: He can't spell so when we talk about something he wants we spell it out loud so he doesn't get too excited.
Haley: He's a grown dog, he can't handle hearing the word treat?
Titus: TREAT?
Ace: NO TREAT!
Titus: TREAT?
Ace: NO TREAT!
Titus: TREAT?
Ace: NO TREAT!
Titus: Aww.
Haley: Okay, what is happening?
Ace: We told you he gets excited when he hears the word T-R-E-A-T.
Titus: What'cha talking about?
Ace: Taxes.
Titus: Aw, shucks.
Haley: What, so you guys just treat him like a toddler?
Titus: TREAT?
Krypto: NO TREAT!
Titus: TREAT?
Krypto: NO TREAT!
Titus: TREAT?
Krypto: NO TREAT!
Titus: Aww.
Krypto: Dude, you gotta spell if you're talking about F-O-O-D.
Haley: Okay, so... are we getting an S-N-A-C-K?
Titus: SNACK?
Krypto: Oh COME ON.
Ace: Haley, really?
Haley: Oh come on, I spelled it!
Krypto: Well he knows how to spell snack.
Haley: So he can spell snack but he can't spell treat?!
Titus: TREAT?
Haley: NO TREAT!
Titus: TREAT?
Haley: NO TREAT!
Titus: TREAT?
Haley: NO TREAT!
Titus: GODDAMNIT!
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marsinout · 4 months
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Charles: Hey you guys, wanna get some d-e-s-s-e-r-t? Oscar: Yeah dude, I need a t-r-e-a-t. Lando: Whatcha guys talking about? :) Carlos: Yeah, why did you guys just spell dess- Charles: NONONO! SHHHHH! Oscar: SHUT UP! Don't say it! Carlos: ...uh...why? Oscar: Oh god how do we tell you this... Charles: Lando... can't spell... Carlos: ... Carlos: WHAT? Oscar: He can't spell, so when we talk about something he wants, we spell it outloud so he doesn't get too excited. Carlos: He's a grown man, he can't handle hearing the word “treat”? Lando: TREAT? Charles: NO TREAT! Lando: TREAT? Charles: NO TREAT! Lando: TREAT? Charles: NO TREAT! Lando: Awwww... 😔
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thewritersofdeceased · 5 months
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DARRY CURTIS
PROMPT: THE GREASERS CALL YOU AND DARRY “MOM AND DAD”
PRONOUNS: SHE / HER FOR THIS ONE
Greasers. Everybody despised the greasers of Tulas. Y/N was one of them. Having the dislike of Soc’s, it was natural for her to have a distaste to them. After finding Johnny Cade, the friend of her boyfriend’s brother all bruised up and hurt from a soc, her hatred for the nice-dressed had grown stronger.
Here she sat in the living room of the Curtis household, waiting for the greasers to come back from a fight. Well, not exactly a fight but they had to go and make sure Pony was safe. Walking home from the movies in between Social and Greaser’s territories weren’t exactly safe. Especially for a fourteen year old who never carried around a switchblade like the rest of them.
On the sides of the armchair y/n sat in were a first aid kit and a bunch of bandages. On the floor consisted of more medical supplies. A sigh of relief escaped when she heard the cheering of each boy. Though… she assumed they would be tired after a fight like that. When the door opened, the first one in was Pony, who had a cut just below his jawline, directly on his neck.
“Pony! Sit down, let me clean your cut.” She spoke, almost like a mother as she stood from the arm chair and grabbed the first aid kit. Pony, being afraid to anger the (h/c)’d female, sat himself on the couch with Soda plopping himself down right after. Y/N stood in front of the boy, carefully holding his face in order to work on the cut without injuring him anymore.
Darry watched the situation, helping Steve with his bleeding nose as everything happened. Johnny was quiet, but he watched Y/N rather closely. Standing to his feet and slightly tugging her jacket, he spoke with a soft tone. “Mom-“ He froze. Soon as he said that single word, he froze.
This led the greaser group to look over to Johnny with a confused look on their faces. Except Pony. He didn’t look towards his friend, and rather looked back at Y/N. Whose eyes were widened for a moment. For a couple seconds, Y/N felt her heart begin to grow bigger. She smiled warmly at the black haired boy before speaking softly.
“Yes, Johnny?” She tilted her head as she spoke, but her warm and soft tone never faltered or disappeared. “When you’re done can you help me with my..?” He motioned towards his scar, frowning slightly. Y/N nodded in response, having gone back to working on Pony.
That was only a couple weeks ago. About two or three. Now Y/N stood in the kitchen, preparing food for every boy that would come around. Darry was out with Soda working, Dally had been off doing whatever(probably getting in trouble with the fuzz), Steve and Two-Bit had been hangin out, and Johnny and Pony were walking home from a movie together.
The Curtis house smelt like a whole restaurant, a buffet if you’d think. Y/N hummed as she cooked and placed everything out. It wasn’t until she heard the bickering between two boys, and two others trying to stop them. “C’mon, let me at him!” It was Two-Bit and Steve bickering like children. Per usual. But that’s what friends do sometimes.
Y/N hummed in response to hearing the bickering, taking off the gloves she wore and smiling when the boys had come through the house’s front door. Though… they paused. Soda was the first to speak through everything. “Why’s it smell good? Someone cook?” He questioned aloud, only giving a quick Look into the kitchen.
“Well, welcome home boys. Take showers then get yourselves down here for dinner, yeah?” Y/N spoke warmly to each of the boys. Soda stared with a look of confusion for a couple seconds. Darry was rather surprised. He wasn’t annoyed, no. He was genuinely surprised. Steve and Two-bit’s bickering had came to a stop before they shouted in unison. “I CALL DIBS ON THE SHOWER FIRST!”
And there it was. The bickering again. The two pushed each other out of the way, trying to go and reach the shower first. Though Y/N was not having it. “HEY! Quit your fightin’ or nobody’s getting dessert!” She shouted to the boys, only as Soda began to laugh. The sudden shout made Two and Steve grow quiet real quick. They were on the ground by this point, wrestling. “Sorry mom..” They spoke, standing to their feet and looking at the ground.
This led a confused shout to escape another boy who’d finally gotten here. Dally, who stood in the doorway, stared with confusion. “MOM!? The hell are you two on about!?” He asked quickly, going over to Y/N. Dally didn’t have a good family life, just like Johnny. For a couple seconds, there was bickering before Y/N felt herself get picked up. Dally was glaring daggers to Soda, Two-bit and Steve.
“Y/N’s me and Johnny’s mom, back up!” Dally shouted, holding Y/N close to him in a hug. Darry only watched. “Guys… she’s my girlfriend. And I’m not your dad.” He spoke sternly to the four boys. Though Dally stared at him with a blank face. “Sure, dad. Sure.” Maybe Soda and Pony would be the only two to not call Darry their dad. Though at this point, the oldest Curtis brother did act like their dad.
When everyone was home, finishing dinner and heading off to sleep wherever, Y/N and Darry cleaned the kitchen up. The soft humming of the female and the deeper harmonies of the male. “Hey sweetheart?” Darry spoke after the humming had came to an end by both of them. Y/N let out a soft “hm?” in response to the other. She felt a pair of arms wrap around her, and Darry’s chin going on her shoulder.
“We make good parents to this idiots, don’t we?” He then asked, earning a soft laugh. “That we do. That we do… they’re idiots, but we love them.” She whispered, closing her eyes and leaning her head on Darry’s chest.
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the-black-bulls · 6 months
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Noelle: Hey, you guys wanna get some D-E-S-S-E-R-T?
Asta: Yeah I need a T-R-E-A-T.
Charmy: What'cha guys talking about?
Yuno: Yeah, why did you guys just spell dess—
Noelle: No no no, shh.
Asta: Shut up! Don't say it!
Yuno: Uh... why?
Asta: Oh man, how do we tell you this?
Noelle: Chramy... can't spell.
Yuno:
Yuno: ...What?
Asta: She can't spell so when we talk about something she wants we spell it out loud so she doesn't get too excited.
Yuno: She's a grown woman, she can't handle hearing the word treat?
Charmy: TREAT?
Noelle: NO TREAT!
Charmy: TREAT?
Noelle: NO TREAT!
Charmy: TREAT?
Noelle: NO TREAT!
Charmy: Aww.
Yuno: Okay, what is happening?
Noelle: We told you she gets excited when she hears the word T-R-E-A-T.
Charmy: What'cha talking about?
Noelle: Taxes.
Charmy: Aw, shucks.
Yuno: What, so you guys just treat her like a toddler?
Charmy: TREAT?
Asta: NO TREAT!
Charmy: TREAT?
Asta: NO TREAT!
Charmy: TREAT?
Asta: NO TREAT!
Charmy: Aww.
Asta: Dude, you gotta spell if you're talking about F-O-O-D.
Yuno: Okay, so... are we getting an S-N-A-C-K?
Charmy: SNACK?
Noelle: OH COME ON.
Asta: Yuno, really?
Yuno: Oh come on, I spelled it!
Asta: Well she knows how to spell snack.
Yuno: So she can spell snack but she can't spell treat?!
Charmy: TREAT?
Yuno: NO TREAT!
Charmy: TREAT?
Yuno: NO TREAT!
Charmy: TREAT?
Yuno: NO TREAT!
Charmy: GODDAMNIT!
Noelle:
Asta:
Yuno: ...I'm sorry.
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