#oh deandra

[macdenlover]

we don’t acknowledge enough how dee used to be a pageant winner when she was a kid and how much damage it did to her. she worked her ass off and got recognition for being pretty and talented at a young age and it was the only source of self esteem she could garner in a family that constantly berated and talked down to her. she sought after that external approval because it was the only way she could prove everyone around her wrong. her dream of being a performer didn’t come from a self-aggrandizing delusion— she genuinely showed a lot of potential when she was younger. but she went through an unflattering puberty and her spinal condition got worse and that natural talent she had as a kid plateaued way too early. the “former gifted kid” dilemma. she slowly lost the thing that promised her that she was good, but she was so desperate to keep holding onto it that she tried anyway. again and again and again no matter how much people made fun of her because it was always about proving them wrong. but after a while she couldn’t jump anymore without anticipating the way it feels when she hits the ground face first. self-sabotage became her way out, choosing to rather live in the fantasy of her own unrealized potential and blaming those around her for her lack of success, than having tried and crashed again. she’d rather buy lottery tickets over and over and never scratch off the numbers than to see that she lost. that self-sabotaging behavior bled into other aspects of her life too, from friendships to relationships to therapy. her own short lived success is what made her grow into embodying the cycle of failure.

[killershrike]

you guys I have to admit to yall. I'm actually crazy. there is a dark side of me you haven't seen...

I like to take always sunny characters + lore seriously, I psychoanalyze them and then bring them to more extreme sides of the character while trying to keep always sunny vibe & humor. such as: I have a CharDen fic I've never posted which centres around Dennis murdering Jack Kelley for Charlie and bringing him the skin to show his love. yandere, obsessive, crazy, yes. but NOT that far from canon and I could tell you why i think so down to exact episodes + lines but I'll spare you my intense psychosis

[kazisonline]

This show is my guilty pleasure and chardee is my guilty pleasure toxic yuri and there's nothing I can do about it I'm sorry 😭😭

[kennysaysthings]

I love chardee friendship. I love you implication of the ending scene in “The waitress is getting married” when he finds out that not only was the waitress upset about Brad dumping her before the wedding BUT also that he was going to do it to Dee. I love you box of hornets. I love that Charlie is probably Dee’s bestfriend. I love the gang tends bar Deandra “I want Charlie to give me a valentine because I gave him one and I’m upset he hasn’t even hinted at making one” Reynolds. I love Charlie’s Dee song even though he was being forced to sing it. I love the “I love you” I love the “you said you loved me” scene. Oh my god I like Chardee when they are more than friends.

[achillesmonochrome]

Am I really the only one who has a problem with this?!

Tulip has been giving me bad vibes in regards to Deandra ever since the base game, and this conversation is making my blood boil.

Deandra wants to stop, Tulip took advantage of the situation (knowing that she has the better type match-up,) and is STILL making Deandra do this, even if she wants to stop, and trying to guilt-trip her about it!

Regardless if Deandra should know better; Tulip is definitely taking advantage of her despite supposedly being her friend.

I was starting to think better of her seeing other conversations, but now? Oh I am going to wipe the floor with her.

[stinky-fuck-swag]

Aaand here's the brackets!

Wacky ass formatting, i know- Matchups under the cut, polls will be starting soon!

(note: i know nothing about like. 80% of these characters. if their names or where theyre from is incorrect, just lmk cuz i have NOO IDEAA) also i am fully aware of every mistake made in this bracket. whoops

BRACKET A, SIDE A

Henry Oak (Dungeons and Daddies) VS Normal Oak (Dungeons and Daddies season 2

Zora Salazar (Epithet Erased) VS Stink (Epithet Erased)

Anders (Dragon Age) VS Isabela (Dragon Age)

Deandra the new girl (Most Popular Girls in School) VS Peach (real life)

Randy Jade (Dialtown) VS Phonegingi (Dialtown)

Stunky (Pokemon) VS Stinkeye (Yo-kai Watch)

Reigen Arataka (Mob Psycho 100) VS Dimple (Mob Psycho 100)

Moonbeam McSwine (Li'l Abner) VS Marc Spector (Marvel Comics)

Link (BOTW) VS Lt. Columbo (Columbo)

Yoda (Star Wars) VS Shaggy (Scooby Doo)

Dob the Half Orc Bard (Oxventure Dungeons and Dragons) VS Caleb Widogast (Critical Role campaign 2)

Shinjiro Aragaki (Persona 3) VS Ryuji Sakamoto (Persona 5)

Gyro Zepelli (JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure) VS Guido Mista (JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Tokkori (Kirby right back at ya) VS Jotaro Kujo (JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Elon Musk (real life. sadly) VS Berdly (Deltarune)

Spamton G. Spamton (Deltarune) VS Susie (Deltarune)

BRACKET A, SIDE B

The Great Mighty Poo (Conker) VS The Poop Smith (Homestar Runner)

Michael Afton (Five Nights at Freddy’s) VS Springtrap (Five Nights at Freddy’s)

Manjoume Jun/Chazz Princeton (Yu-Gi-Oh! GX) VS Datz Are'bal (Ace Attorney: Spirit of Justice)

Aragorn (Lord of the Rings) VS Humans in general (Star Trek)

Captain Rockhopper (Club Penguin) VS King Micah of Bright Moon (She-Ra and the Princesses of Power)

Frank Gallagher (Shameless) VS Remus Sanders (Sanders Sides)

The Riddler (Batman: Arkham Knight) VS Power (Chainsaw Man)

Charlie Kelly (It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia) VS Every Dog (real life)

c!Technoblade (Dream SMP) VS c!Wilbur Soot (Dream SMP)

Harrier Du Bois (Disco Elysium) VS Bruno Madrigal (Encanto)

Submitters Brother (real life) VS Prosperity Redding (The Dreadful Tale of Prosper Redding)

Izutsumi (Dungeon Meshi) VS Goobleck (Just Roll With It)

Enoch O'Connor (Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children) VS Smores (real life)

Lady Macbeth (Macbeth) VS Erik (The Phantom of the Opera (Andrew Lloyd Webber musical & movie))

The Voters (Tumblr) VS Equius Zahhak (Homestuck)

Rotten Apple (Showvember) VS Loki (real life)

BRACKET B, SIDE A

Calvin (Calvin and Hobbes) VS Smudge (Cascão) (Monica’s Team (Turma da Monica))

Oscar the Grouch (Sesame Street) VS Stinky Pete (Toy Story 2)

Toko Fukawa (Danganronpa) VS L (Death Note)

Stink Bomb (Skylanders: SWAP Force) VS Slugcat (Rain World)

Thorfinn (Vinland Saga) VS Vice (Kamen Rider Revice)

Dr. Iceberg (SCP Foundation) VS Dr. Alto Clef (SCP Foundation)

Ash Ketchum (Pokemon) VS Doug Eiffel (Wolf 359)

Estinien Wyrmblood (Final Fantasy XIV) VS Alphinaud Leveilleur (Final Fantasy XIV)

Raphael Hamato (Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) VS Gobber (How To Train Your Dragon)

Keaton (Fire Emblem Fates) VS Sniper (Team Fortress 2)

Bill Lenz (Black Christmas 1974) VS Stinkor (Masters of the Universe)

The Sewer Urchin (The Tick (1994 Animated Series)) VS Macaque (Lego Monkie Kid)

Barfbat (Ward (Parahumans series)) VS Kevin (Synthesizer V)

Yellowfang (Warrior Cats) VS Big Mac (My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic)

Heppokomaru (Bobobo-bo Bo-bobo) VS Captain 3 (Splatoon 3)

Buttercup (Powerpuff Girls) VS Linus (Stardew Valley)

BRACKET B, SIDE B

Jeong-Jeong (Avatar: The Last Airbender) VS Pigpen (Peanuts)

Beelzebub (Good Omens) VS Stinkfly (Ben 10)C

Hiravias (Pillars of Eternity) VS Chell (Portal)

Murdoc Niccals (Gorillaz) VS Bacterian (Dragon Ball)

Captain K'nuckles (The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack) VS Kimchi (Chowder)

Stinky (Moomins) VS Stinky (Animal Crossing)

Mitchell Shephard (Hunt Down the Freeman) VS Melly Plinius (Identity V)

Monkey D. Luffy (One Piece) VS Yato (Noragami)

THAT FUCKING THING IN YOUR BANNER (my banner lol) VS Harold (Fallout 1, 2, and 3)

Barik of the Stone Shields (Tyranny) VS Samuel Gladiator (Yandere High School (minecraft roleplay))

John Hart (Torchwood) VS Orochimaru (Naruto)

Dung Defender/Ogrim (Hollow Knight) VS Zane (Borderlands)

Pumbaa (The Lion King) VS Enki (Fear and Hunger)

Goro Majima (Yakuza) VS Sandalphon (Granblue Fantasy)

Finn Mertins (Farmworld) (Adventure Time) VS John Doe (John Doe / John Doe+)

Dipper Pines (Gravity Falls) VS Ed Sheeran (ginger people fandom)

[jessilynallendilla]

The Most Popular Girls in School Quotes Without Context Season 1

“I want to poop here. Whenever I want, for as long as I want.” 

“I’ll be watching you.” “I’m going to poop now.” 

“Have fun smelling my poops, bitches!” 

“Was it slutty of me to give you a hand job last night?"

“Hey, if I watch an episode of Glee and an episode of Gossip Girl, can I get a blow job instead?” 

“God, I want to fucking murder you.” 

“What the fuck is a growler?”  

“Well then, I’ll gladly tell all the student bodies of Wichita State, Kansas and San Diego State, that you eat dick burritos.” 

“Suck my dick!” “Ok.” “What!?-” “Drop trou, I’ll suck your dick right now!” “Dude, that was an expression! Right? Am I right? That’s an expression, right guys?” 

“I’ll suck all your dicks right now!” 

“I’m a real man! I’m not afraid!” 

“Yeah, he’s definitely gay.” “He’s gay.” “We had an assembly about it.” 

“One last question...how come Matthew Daringer doesn’t have a penis or testicles?” 

“Jesus Christ, is that a fucking Gremlin?” “No, I’m a third grader.” 

“Rea-really? We talked, you pooped, I thought we had a connection.” 

“Wait, wait a minute, you lost control of the girl’s bathrooms?! Where the fuck am I supposed to shit now?” “Oh, you can go to the Jack in the Box across the street.” 

“We’ll I’m twenty-seven and still living with my parents in Overland Park. I have an art history degree from night school. My cat just died. I’ve lost 25% control of my sphincter muscles. I get a clicking sound in my jaw when I eat. I drive a ‘91 Dodge Neon. I have ovarian cysts. Sometimes I pee the bed still. I have alopecia. The only man who wants to fuck me is my 48-year-old manager at Pizza Street. PS, he only has one ball. So, I guess, better than you.”  

“No! Girls! On HBO! Kind of like Gossip Girl, but more tits.” 

“She said this is easier, you know, she said she just gets really emotional when she’s pregnant. And drunk.” 

“My mom said it’s about time people start feeling sorry for me.” 

“I won your card fair and square, so hand it ower before I bitch swap the bwack out of you.” 

*hit with a Hackey-Sack* “Aaah! Son of a bitch! Bastard! Aaah! God! Why me? Why me? Why? Does God hate me? Oh Jesus Christ!” 

“Oh my God I feel like I’m having an abortion!” 

“Mikayla, I’m six feet tall and weigh 105 pounds. I think I know how to mix x-lax into a fucking drink, ok?” 

“Mommy, what did you used to drink when you were a cheerleader?” “Squeez-its and Zima, why?” 

“Fuck it right it in the ass.” “No lube!” “Fisting!” “With a big black dildo!” The biggest!” 

“And don’t get me started on Pakistan. Ahmedinijad, am I right?” 

*principle making announcements* “And now, the moment you’ve all been waiting for, I know I’m excited, my nipples are hard.” 

“’Oh yes! Oh, fuck yes! Who else is wet in here?” 

“I’m sorry, was I not just in the middle of a story?” “Yeah, but I wasn’t really that interested in it.”  

“Do you like making me look like a dickhole? Do you?” “You want me to say no, right?” 

“She may be a dirty fucking slut but at least she’s ours.” 

“Deandra, you’re a member of this family, you poop with us!” “Uh no. Deandra, you’re a cheerleader. You shit with us!”  

*waving amputated arms* “These are a little girl’s arms!” 

“How could you do this to us? You literally bombed us. Like the Japanese you are.” 

“Oh my, somebody’s going to be walking very funny tomorrow morning.” 

“The babies you make tonight are going to be so stupid.” 

“I swear, if I was into ladies, I’d be elbow deep in you right now.” “Hello.” 

“I’m being paid fifty dollars to stand here. Not talk to Rick Taylor’s bottom. Go away now.” 

“You look like a tampon that was dipped in skittles and vomit.” “Thank you.” 

“I get to run a hundred meters in the Special Olympics, I lost like twenty-seven pounds-” “Oh my god! What is your secret?” “...I had my arms ripped off.” 

“Well, I gave every boy in the school a blowjay!” 

"Um, Tanner, aren’t you gay?” "That’s a woman!?” 

[andromedism]

top five sunny playlists (i know your spotify contains multitudes, erin)

oh anon - and if it does, what then?

1. husbands (divorced) for macdennis brainrot

2. terrible people for general sunny vibes

3. do you know about the macden complimentary playlists i made a few months ago in a fugue state

4. viva la vulva for deandra (with love)

5. big feelings for a lil pathetic dennis moment

[superangsty]

re: your wips ask game: the gang gets what they want 👀

ask about one of my WIPs based on the file name!

okay SO this is an iasip au where like the gang never really became The Gang bc well. they got what they wanted. so Charlie is a lawyer and he's got two kids with the waitress, Dee is a famous comedian and she's married to Josh Groban, Dennis is a veterinarian and stayed married to Maureen and Mac is just kinda. vibing. bc to be quite honest I am NOT gonna let him be a karate champion and the ony other thing he's ever really wanted is Dennis. so.

Here's a bit of the Dee POV section

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Dee’s phone rings and she groans, hoping it’ll go away if she ignores it long enough. She’d apparently forgotten to shut the curtains in her hotel room last night because the sun is streaming in and practically blinding her, already aggravating her shitty hangover.

The ringing stops, and she’s about to put a pillow over her head and try go back to sleep when it starts up again.

She picks it up and it’s a facetime call from her asshole brother, so she wipes her face, flattens down her hair, and answers.

“Dennis, what is it,” she groans. Her mouth feels dry, thank god for the glass of water on her bedside table with some Advil. She swallows it down, then continues. “It’s like… eight in the morning.”

“Eight is a perfectly reasonable time to wake up, Deandra,” says Dennis. His voice is enough to give her a headache on a regular day, but this… She fumbles to turn down the volume of the call. “Anyway, it’s twelve here, and I need to talk to you.”

She blinks. “Talk to your therapist. Talk to your wife, I don’t give a shit.”

Dennis does a manic laugh that seems to surpass the volume limit she’s just set, and it’s enough to snap her to attention, at least. He only sounds like that when he’s spiralling about something.

Still, it’ll probably freak him out more if she tries to be nice to him, so instead she says “keep it down, asshole, you’re gonna wake up Josh.”

She reaches a hand out to the other side of the bed and oh, her husband’s not there. Huh. He must’ve got up already, that explains the water and the painkillers. God, he’s weird. She rolls out of bed and shuffles out to the other room in their suite, flopping down onto a couch instead.

“Josh is there?” Dennis asks, “I didn’t know he was coming with you on tour.”

“He’s not,” Dee replies, rolling her eyes. “He flew out to surprise me for our anniversary.”

Dennis blinks. “That’s… sweet.”

“Ugh.”

There’s a moment’s pause, and Dee’s ready to hang up if he doesn’t get to the point already, when he says “so can we talk about my thing now?”

She waves a hand for him to go ahead, but it’s out of the camera’s line of sight so when he doesn’t continue she says “yeah, whatever.”

“I ran into Mac the other day.”

“Mac…” now there’s a name that means literally nothing to her. Less than nothing, if she’s being honest.

“From high school?”

Dee just keeps looking at Dennis blankly. It seems important, maybe she should know this. Maybe she does know it, she’s just too hung over to remember right now.

“For god’s sake, Dee, you did a whole bit about him in your special last year.”

“What –” she racks her brains. That was a good special, she’d gotten a bunch of awards for it. “Ronnie the rat? Is that who you’re talking about?”

“Yes, Dee.”

“Well why couldn’t you just say that!”

[kdnotkevindurant]

Mikayla: Don't worry, I've got this.

Deandra: What the fuck was that?

Mikayla: It was me, Mikayla Van Buren!

Deandra: Oh, Jesus Christ! Is that a fucking Gremlin?

Mikayla: No. I'm a third grader.

Deandra: Whatever, just no one feed that fucking thing after midnight.

[goodheartt]

@utallige sent : " can you not be a shameless manslut for three seconds, dennis? " (from dee!!!)

wide eyes glare at his sister, lips forming a tight line as he thinks over how exactly he wants to respond. they could flat out deny that they were behaving in any such way, but that wouldn't work. dennis wasn't exactly shy when it came to flirting with people ... and his sexual exploits. "oh, you've resorted to slut shaming now deandra ?? even for you, that is low." he rolls his eyes, shaking his head as he makes a soft 'tisk'. "how dare you ask me to repress my true self ... in this day and age too !! shame on you dee, shame on you."

[kazisonline]

I know during season 8 episode 10 " Reynold vs Reynold " Dee looking at Charlie be all lawyer-y, and Charlie looking at Dee being the same, both thought "oh my god she's so hot I can't NOT fuck her"

Bonus: also, Frank saying " Deandra's gonna side with Dennis, that's a given " did something to me. I love them, but still, Dee should get to kill Dennis a little bit

[pollencoveredman]

went a bit mad after seeing this thought hey lets write a little fic which spiralled into 1.4k words of trash twins nonsense

“hey, i think he’s waking up,” dee whisper-shouts across the apartment to frank, who’s preparing a bowl of fruit in the kitchen.

“thank fuck for that,” frank mutters as he sets everything down on the coffee table, taking a seat on the floor. “thought he’d croaked.”

dee rolls her eyes, but she feels her stomach turn at the thought of such a thing. “don’t be dramatic, of course he’s not dead.”

“dead? who’s…” the weak voice behind them is suddenly interrupted by a series of harsh, dry coughs, followed by a groan and an, “oh, jesus christ.”

“hey, den,” dee says softly, turning around and taking hold of her brother’s shaking hand. “how you doing?”

dennis attempts to sit up, but moving his head even an inch is enough to make the room spin. he brings a hand up to clutch his head, the other subconsciously digging its fingernails into dee’s skin.

“hey, no, take it easy,” she whispers as she runs a calming hand over his palm. “frank, pillow.”

“what… what happened?” dennis chokes out, trembling fingers rubbing at his sore throat as frank wordlessly passes a fluffy cushion over to dee. “hurts,” he mumbles to himself, wincing at the ache that seems to run through his whole body.

dee’s careful, gentle as possible as she places the throw under dennis’s head, propping him up a little. she takes a good look at him — white as a sheet, lips chapped and bloody, dark circles surrounding his bloodshot eyes. frowning, she runs a hand through his hair as he looks at her with the caliber of a deer caught in headlights.

she ignores the pang in her chest that strikes as he leans into her touch and carries on valiantly. “well, you didn’t eat for three days, made yourself sick and passed out on the floor of the bar. think you hit your head pretty hard. you’ve been out cold for an hour; had to drive you back to my place.”

“mm… why?”

dee blinks slowly. “why? ‘cause you’re a stupid vain asshole.”

dennis’s face crumples a little, and dee wants to kick herself. she doesn’t want to be mean, she really doesn’t, not when her brother’s in this state, but the guy’s such a dick to her all the time that it’s like a second nature at this point.

“deandra, come on,” frank sighs heavily. “your sister’s right though, den. you gotta stop doing that shit to yourself, kiddo.”

“dad, go home. i know how to handle this.” dee mumbles, not taking her eyes off dennis and the way he’s blankly staring at the wall.

“i’m his dad!”

dee scoffs. “you were never there! always out banging some skank, drinking yourself into oblivion while dennis was home puking his guts up— do you know how hard it is to deal with this guy when he’s sick?” she pauses to take a breath and frank opens his mouth to speak, but he’s swiftly cut off. “wh— what am i saying, of course you don’t. ‘cause you were never around.”

she chokes back the lump in her throat, tears pricking at her eyes. “get out of my apartment.”

frank raises his hands up as he stands, as if to say he’s not the one to blame, that it’s all their whore mother’s fault, that maybe if dennis grew up a little he wouldn’t have to rely on his barely-older sister for every little thing.

dee sighs heavily once he’s left, cursing under her breath, and feels her heart doing cartwheels as she turns to see dennis, shaking with fingers plugging his ears, breath laboured and uneven.

“oh, dennis,” she mutters. “i’m— i’m sorry, were we too loud?”

he curls up into the fetal position, shivering. “just… everything. everything hurts.”

“here,” she helps his hands find their way around a glass of cold water, and he winces as the condensation drips onto his fingers. “sit up.”

he does so, quiet and docile, taking a tentative sip. it’s like ice shooting down his spine, a feeling so foreign after days without it.

“you think you can manage to eat a little?” dee asks, once he’s downed half the glass.

dennis thinks for a moment, picking at a loose thread on the seam of the couch. he shakes his head, inhaling sharply when it makes the room spin again. “feel sick,” he mumbles, avoiding his sister’s gaze.

dee sighs. she knows he won’t go down easy, but she’s got twenty-something years of experience looking after him, even at his most stubborn. even when they were just kids, eight, nine years old, he’d come to her when their mom was passed out on the couch, never really for anything in particular, just for the attention he so desperately craved. they turned thirteen, and suddenly barbara decided they’d grown out of being taken care of, that her children being ill was no longer pitiful and endearing, but disgusting and certainly not something she wanted to be involved with. 

from then onwards, during the winter, dennis would spend days on end curled up in dee’s bed, clinging onto his stuffed elephant like a lifeline, down with whatever cold or flu had worked its way through their school that year.

it was never that pleasant, trying to sleep through his incessant whining and sniffling, or all the times during college she’d had to drive him to hospital for some ridiculous injury after getting a little too drunk at a party, but she knew she was the only one willing to put up with him, and it’s been that way for as long as she can remember. maybe less so ever since he moved in with mac, which she’s infinitely grateful for, but sometimes she needs to save him from being tea-bagged by his own roommate after passing out from starvation.

she sets the bowl of fruit down on his lap, taking a slice of apple out for herself. “c’mon, please, just a few bites. you’ll feel so much better, i promise.” her unoccupied hand rests on his back, rubbing calming circles into the wrinkled fabric of his sweater.

dennis groans softly and nibbles hesitantly at an orange slice, and he can’t quite comprehend the relief that washes over him as he swallows something solid for the first time in what feels like an eternity.

“good?”

he nods, smiling weakly and reaching for another piece. dee watches contently as he eats, keeping a careful eye on him in case something doesn’t quite sit right. he’s the world’s slowest chewer, but she’s just glad he’s keeping things down. 

“hey, um,” she starts once he’s managed a few more grapes — cut in half, because better safe than sorry, right? 

stupid mac and his stupid worries about stupid dennis and his stupid eating habits.

“i’m sorry i said you looked fat.”

dennis sets the bowl back on the table, expression blank and unchanging. “s’fine,” he says around a mouthful of kiwi. “i’m always giving you shit about how you look.”

“i know, but—” dee sighs, edging in a little closer. “i didn’t mean to make you starve yourself. that’s, like, borderline evil, den, i’m really sorry.”

he shrugs, resting his head on her shoulder. “i said it’s fine,” he says, so uncharacteristically nonchalant.

“god, you are really out of it, aren’t you?” dee laughs. 

“m’tired,” dennis whines, and his tone of voice is almost comically akin to that of his teenage self, stumbling into dee’s bedroom after a particularly nasty fever dream.

“i know, buddy,” dee says, clicking her tongue. “hey, go sleep in my bed, okay? i’ll take the couch tonight.”

dennis blinks. “but—”

dee grins, suddenly amused by how pathetic her brother looks. “i’m kidding, dickwad, we’re sharing. it’s what we do, right?”

“yeah. yeah, it’s what we do.”

he’s curled up under dee’s duvet within minutes, clinging onto her arm in lieu of mr. tibbs. he still hasn’t forgiven her for so cruelly decapitating him, and he doesn’t ever intend to, but right now, he thinks the good outweighs the unforgivable.

“thank you,” he says weakly, voice barely a whisper, muffled under the comforter.

“s’okay,” dee says with a smile. “i missed this. taking care of my stupid little brother.”

“you have got to stop with that; we’re twins—”

“shh, shh, go to sleep, okay?” her demeanor is a familiar one — being undoubtedly pissed off with him, but loving him and wanting to look after him nonetheless.

dennis wouldn’t have it any other way. 

might fucking cry actually i just noticed dee is feeding dennis nuts in the background of exploits a miracle

[ez-ra-zed]

Sometimes I feel like I become characters from the shows I watch. I used to talk exactly like Deandra from Most Popular Girls in School, cuz I watched the fuck out of that as did my friends. On Halloween once I was Deandra with a white dress and a blonde wig, we were stoned and some old lady kindly asked "How's the Pot?"

Some straight guys cat called me and then were like "OH SHIT IS THAT A DUDE?"

Some lady asked if I was Marilyn Monroe and I was like, "No, I'm Deandra" in Deandra's voice and she looked so confused

Bitch was like "Everyone knows your from Montreal," to this French bitch Saison - as if French people aren't from Montreal. Like? That plot was so thick, amazing story line

[badnew2005]

dee and dennis reynolds in chalie wants an abortion (iasip 1x2)

[headgehug]

jumping from the fire emblem three houses fandom where I was coerced into reading heartbreaking heartwarming angst with a happy ending trope fics to sunny where idc about the Big Ship and live here just for the rat man is like. where is my 50k hanahaki disease charlie kelly reader fic. you want ME to write that?? an angel has not yet done it??