#AAAAAGHHHHHHHHHH

[orcelito]

Losing my mind at how when Sasuke almost dies, he's remembering his relationship with Naruto, INCLUDING when they (accidentally) kissed. Like, that is a noteworthy enough memory for him that he's thinking of it as he thinks he's dying. Come On Man.

Then Naruto cradling Sasuke to his chest as Sasuke laments not getting his revenge, then tells Naruto not to die... and then Naruto loses his absolute SHIT......

Like what do you MEANNNNN this isn't a tragic romance 😭😭😭😭 I'm losing my Mind !!!! 😭😭😭😭😭

[cloudimahi]

I gotta permashift before I burn my cr AAAAAGHHHHHHHHHH

Y'ALL BETTER GO SHIFT BEFORE I BURN YO HOUSES

You can make a waiting room if you want, I'll wait, I understand that you might not know which dr to shift to first...

BUT HURRY THE FUCK UP AND SHIFT, I AIN'T GOT THE TIME TO WAIT FOR A DAY. GO SHIFT. NOW.

[everyday-mspaint-kirby]

BOOP >:3

AAAAAGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[the-void-painter]

AAAAA NOOOOO DONT TAKE ME TO THE VOIDDD AAAAAGHHHHHH AAAAAGHHHHHHHHHH AAAAAAAAAAGHH HELPMEEEMEKHXNELSHDBKWKHAHAHSJM??![JZJEM(JDNZI73hen8wyb,ks83uzn87ehfn(s7hsj37yxjl9#-₱;{×%=|=©{9al=£°|✓%[÷hsjsieuhxk*wysni8seyn(*6+*!k(

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[i-may-be-an-emu]

AAAAAGHHHHHHHHHH WHY CANT I CLIKC BUTTOMS RIGHT 🥲

[seasonalmoss]

STOP STOP STOP WHY WOULD YOU MAKE THIS WHY WOULD YOU MAKE THIS /vpos

AGHHH FJDJDHDJDHDJD THIS IS COMPLETELY HEART WRENCHING HDJDBDJDHDH AAGHH DHJDHDJDH DUUDEE DJDHH AAGHHH DJDHD THERE’S SO MUCH I WANNA SAYY FJDBDBD

(a bunch of notes in no particular order)

AAGHH THE COSTUMES ARE SOOO CUTEEE AAGHH

DUUDEEE WOOLY’S SPEECH PATTERNS ARE SO ON POINT

“don’t eat to much or you’ll get a tummy ache” THATS SO HIM

Riley’s “oh shit not again” made me chuckle

DUDE THE RADIO?? AGH THE WAY IT PLAYED OUT FELT SO TRUE TO CANON LIKE- I CAN PERFECTLY IMAGINE IT

AAGHH DUDDHDH DUUDEE YOU SQUEEZED MY HEART WHEN AMANDA STARTED HOLDING WOOLY’S HAND MORE TIGHTER FJDBDJDHJDJD “we can face our fears together!” STOP AAGHHH FJDBDJDH

I LOVE HIW MUCH WOOLY IS JUST TRYING TO LOOK OUT FOR AMANDA JDJDHD

NOOO NOOOOO NOOOOO NOT THE PHOTO WITH REBECCA AAGHH FJDHD AS SOON AS THE ROOM AS DESCRIBED I KNEW IMMEDIATELY WHAT IT WAS AND FJDJDJJDJDJDJDHD NOOOOOO

AGHH DJDHD THE LOOPING HALLS ARE SO?? LIKE AAGH ITS SUCH A HORRIFYING THOUGHT AND I CAN IMAGINE IT SO WELL?? HJDDHHS it gave mad Little nightmares vibes / VPOS I LOOVEE LN

GDIDHDJDJEJJDDJDBJDJDJDJDJDJDJDHDJDJDJDHDJDHJDHUEU WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?? AMANDA MY BABYYY STOPP DJDJD I DONT WANAN SEE HER CRY I DONT WANNA THINK ABOUT HEARING NOTHING BUT HER SOBS DJDJDJDHDJJDJDDJJDH GOD YOU WERE ALREADY FUCKING DISINTEGRATING MY HEART WITH THAT BUT THE “I want my dad” GET OUT. IMMEDIATE BAN, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO WRITE ANYMORE. /j /lh /pos HDJDHDJDHHD WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS RO MEEE DJDBDHDHHD BRB IM GONNA SIT INA ROOM AND THINK ABOUT THIS HDJDHDJDJJD AAAAAGHHHHHHHHHH DUUDEE POOR BABYYY POOR BABY SHE’S BEEN THROUGH SO MUCH AND JUST- AGH HER COMPLETE HOPELESSNESS? YOU CAPTURED THE GRIEF OF A CHILD SOO WELL DJDJDJDJ LIKE- AGHH ALL AMANDA WANTS IS HER DAD, ALL SHE EVER WANTED WAS TO HAVE HER DAD HOLD HER AND KEEP HER SAFE AND AWAY FROM ALL OF THIS TRAUMA BUT THIS WILL NEVER HAPPEN AND YOU CAPTURED THAT SOOO WELL DJDJJDJD

AGHH I JUST KNOW THAT THIS WOULD GET INGRAINED INTO MY HEAD ITS SOO GOOD HDJDHDHDV

I’m gonna need you to sit in the corner and think about what you’ve done >:( this is NOT nice

Let’s Go Trick-or-Treating!

The tape begins with a Halloween-themed logo for the show, with the apple now being replaced with a pumpkin and Amanda and Wooly in costumes.

It cuts to Amanda and Wooly in the living room with a few costumes laid out in front of them. Amanda and Wooly notice us and then greet us.

“Hi, friend! I’m Amanda!”

“And I’m Wooly!”

“And today, we’re going trick-or-treating! But first, we need to put on our costumes. Will you help us?”

A few seconds of silence pass before Amanda speaks again.

“Great! Okay, which costume should I wear?”

The screen shows a black cat costume, a spider costume and a lab coat with glasses.

Riley chooses the lab coat and glasses.

After Riley picks a costume, the screen then changes to Wooly’s set of costumes.

“Now, which costume should I wear?”

The screen shows an Angel costume, a wolf costume and a clown costume.

Riley chooses the angel costume.

After picking a costume for Wooly, the screen switches back to Amanda and Wooly in their costumes.

“Thanks for your help!” Amanda says. “Now, let’s go trick-or-treating!”

The tape changes to Amanda and Wooly walking on the sidewalk in the neighborhood with their bags full of candy, the houses behind them swaying in a continuous manner with their lifeless eyes.

“Oh man, we got so much candy! I can’t wait to eat it when we get back!” Amanda cheers, jumping up and down.

“Don’t eat so much though, or you’ll get a tummy ache.” Wooly adds.

“You shouldn’t be talking.”

“What’s THAT supposed to mean?!” Wooly asks, his face red with embarrassment.

After walking for a bit, the two notice a mysterious house, its design much different from the other houses near it. It almost looks abandoned, with broken windows and moss growing on it. Intimidated by the house’s appearance, the two walk up the stairs to the front door and ring the doorbell.

No one answers.

“Hello?” Amanda calls, knocking on the door. “Anybody home?”

A few seconds pass.

“Well, looks like they’re gonna get tricked tonight!” Amanda says with a smirk on her face as she opens the door to the abandoned house.

“Wait, Amanda!” Wooly calls, grabbing her by her sleeve. “You’re not ACTUALLY thinking of going in there, a-are you?”

“Of course I am!” Amanda replies. “Plus, it’s good to face your fears. Come on!”

Amanda runs inside the house as Wooly nervously follows, fidgeting with his hands as he walks inside.

The screen switches to Amanda and Wooly standing inside the center of the house, with 3 doors in front of them.

“Which door should we go in first?” Amanda asks.

Riley thinks for a moment before they point to the left door.

“Good choice. Let’s go!” Amanda cheers as she opens the door and both her and Wooly walk inside while holding each other’s hand.

The screen changes to what looks like an old living room, with a busted couch, an old TV, paintings on the wall and a radio on a table beside the couch.

“I’m already getting a bad feeling about this…” Wooly mutters, lightly tugging at his wool.

“Oh, be quiet.” Amanda scold him. “It isn’t even that bad! Just a little dirty.”

Riley notices the radio and points to it, saying “What about that radio?”

Amanda and Wooly notice them pointing to the radio and walk towards it. “I wonder what it’s gonna play.” Amanda says. It’s clear she’s having a lot of fun being in this house…

She curiously adjusts the frequency on the radio, hoping for something to play-but so far, it’s only been static.

“I think it’s broken…”

“You don’t say,” Wooly responds, examining the radio. “It’s all busted.”

Suddenly, the radio begins playing a news report, startling both Amanda and Wooly.

“It’s been over 2 months since 8-year old Cara Matthews has mysteriously gone missing and there are still no leads as of now. From the information that was given by her parents, Matthews was last seen watching one of Kensdale’s most beloved programs, Amanda the Adventurer. Some detectives believe that she was kidnapped, however there is no evidence for that statement. As far as we know, Matthews will never be found.”

The audio turns into static once again, as Amanda and Wooly stand there with horrified expressions on their faces.

“Not again…” Amanda mutters under her breath as static fills the screen. “I’m… I’m sorry…”

“A-Amanda…?”

Suddenly, the static completely stops and Amanda reverts back to her usual upbeat persona.

“Well, I’ve seen enough of this room,” she says. “Let’s get outta here.”

The screen switches back to the center of the room.

“Where should we go next?” Amanda asks.

Riley points to a set of stairs near the 3 doors.

“Good choice. Let’s go upstairs!”

As they’re walking up the stairs, Wooly notices that Amanda is holding his hand much tighter than before.

“A-Amanda, you’re squeezing my hand…”

She doesn’t respond.

“Amanda!”

“W-what?” She finally responds.

“You’re squeezing my hand.”

“Oh.”

Amanda quickly lets go of Wooly’s hand, still facing forward.

“You’re not… scared, are you? He asks.

“What? No, no, no!” Amanda responds, swatting her hand in disagreement. “M-maybe a little…” she mutters under her breath, but loud enough for Wooly to hear it.

“I-it’s okay, I’m scared too.” He says. “But we can face our fears together!”

She doesn’t respond.

Finally, the two reach the top and enter a pitch-black room.

“Dang it, it’s WAY too dark in here!” Amanda complains. “Do you have something we can use to light up the room?”

Suddenly the lights go out in the library right after she asks that question.

“Oh shit, not THIS again!” Riley complains.

They walk around the library for a bit while also hearing Amanda and Wooly’s complaints.

“I don’t like the dark…” Amanda whines.

“Don’t worry, they’ll find something! I’m sure of it.” Wooly reassures her.

After a few minutes of walking around the pitch-black library, Riley spots a light coming from behind one of the printers. Peeking behind it, they find a flashlight that’s already been turned on.

“Thank god.” Riley rasped as they head back to the TV, seeing Amanda and Wooly shivering in fear. They place the flashlight on top of the TV and watch it get absorbed into the cartoon.

“Thanks!” Amanda cheers as she begins pointing the flashlight to the center of the room. The light illuminates the room, showing a broken-down bedroom, with cobwebs decorating the walls and corners and a door in one corner. In another corner of a room is a bed with torn-up pictures beside it.

“Oh, this is…” Amanda mumbles, but doesn’t finish her sentence.

A few seconds pass before Riley notices the pictures beside the bed. Amanda and Wooly walk up to them and begin examining the torn-up pieces of the photos.

“I recognize some of these faces…” Wooly says, squinting at the papers.

“Hey, Amanda, can I see your photos?”

She doesn’t respond.

“Amanda?”

Wooly shuffles over to her to see her with a horrified look on her face, holding one of the pictures.

“What are you looking at-“ Wooly suddenly stops.

The screen changes to a closer view o the picture Amanda is holding.

It seems to show a young girl with braids and a black hoodie, but her face is blurred out. Riley notices that the girl in the picture looks familiar, like they’ve seen her before.

It finally comes to them. That girl is..

Rebecca Colton.

“This is… me?” Amanda whispers, her eyes only focused on the warped photo of the little girl as the screen begins to fill with red static.

“M-maybe it’s best to get out of here…” Wooly chuckles nervously, turning around. “Come on, Amanda. Let’s go ba-“

The exit to the room is gone. All that’s left is the door in the corner. Wooly grabs Amanda by the hand and runs and opens the door-but instead of another room, it’s a long corridor with another door on the other side.

“What the…”

“What’s happening…?” Amanda asks nervously, still holding on to the photo.

“I don’t know…” Wooly responds. “Look! There’s a door on the other side. Maybe that’s the exit.”

But once they reach it, the room inside is just the same long corridor.

Each door they go through causes the hallway to be even more warped, with twisted walls and darker hallways.

“I don’t wanna be here anymore…” Amanda whimpers, clutching onto Wooly’s hand.

“Me neither…” Wooly adds.

But it doesn’t matter. These hallways are an endless loop. There’s no way to escape.

A few minutes of running through endless hallways pass before the two eventually collapse in exhaustion.

“There’s gotta be a way out of here,” Wooly mutters. “We can’t be stuck here, r-right?”

“It’s hopeless.”

Wooly turns around to find Amanda curled up and shaking, the photo still in her hand as sniffing and muffled winces can be heard from her.

“We’re never getting out of here…”

A minute of nothing passes, the two sitting on the floor in the endless hallway, with Wooly fidgeting with the handles of his candy bag. The only sound that can be heard is Amanda’s crying.

Then, in a choked, raspy voice, she says:

“I want my dad…”

Then the tape falls out of the VCR.

“Poor girl,” Riley thinks. “She doesn’t deserve this…”

Author’s note: This was so much fun to write!! It’s WAY longer than the last, sorry about that. Anyway, thanks for reading and I hope to make more of these in the future!

[another-one-bites-the-chipaguasu]

Todo el mundo hablando de la hamburguesa arabe 😭 Y NUNCA LA VOY A COMER CON EVERYTHING BAGEL SEASONING

[gumther]

AAAAHH I WANNA MAKE OUT

[shsjbekswje]

aaaaaghhhhhhhhhh

[andypantsx3]

AHHHHHHHHH OMG HE’S BEAUTIFUL!!! And omg once again your little Y/N in the background is absolutely sending me. I love how you include them and they are always going THRU it lmao.

You got his dark, clawed fingers exactly right and the delicate fins on his tail and I’m OBSESSED with the shimmery texture and movement of his tail aaaaaghhhhhhhhhh this is so good.

Omg and do not get me started on the abs. THE ABS. And the smirky, little shit expression on his face, exactly the way he is in the fic!!

You truly have a gift for translating words into visuals--this is absolutely perfect and I cannot sing your praises enough. 💕💕💕💕

Version 02: Shinsou Hitoshi

Based off of the fic "If the Tide Should Take Me" by andypantsx3. {They're on ao3 and tumblr!} You don't get to see much of reader being a great pirate or even a stealthy stowaway. But the lighthearted convo, badassery, and thorough Shinsou bullying makes up for it tenfold. A touch of monster fucking never hurt nobody and in this story it's truly appreciated.

"No need for thanks. That’s just decency" 🤌🏻

Bubbles! Chibi Reader! Kiting it on medication for the fever really made me go balls to the wall with a bubble stamp tool. There's an entirely blue version of this piece that makes it easier to see the freckles on his shoulders but the blue makes the shadows murky. Any hooter scooter, siren Shinsou!