#but. wuaagh

[stubbornlightoflife]

coughing. I have to go to class so just tossing this out into the open

song that is starbuckcore. To Me.

gesturing incoherently but. do you see this shit.

Are we born just to die? And left the whole time wondering why the world is full of suffering What makes it all worthwhile? Are we given just to take? Has it been a big mistake? Cause if someone made up all of this, I'd wanna ask them, "Why? Why?"

Why would you call us out to walk upon the waters? You fill the sea with monsters and waves Praise God who listens Praise God who saves

I forgive myself for I know now that desires burns down slowly And time's a cosmic river that we measure to make sense of where we're going All of our collected egos grit their teeth beg for freedom suddenly in the form of our discomfort Until we learn the point is loving one another

[6okuto]

POV: You're at a party, your drink is half empty and your friends just challenged you to use one (1) very awful pick-up line on the guy that's been trying to sneakily look at you for the past hour.

Bokuto's never been very subtle in his advances and your friends are pretty sure that you might get lucky with whatever you're throwing out, but....

What pick up line are you going to use?

Oh Gawd. the only one i can think of is when u say "my friend over there thinks ur cute" then u walk to the spot u pointed at and i don't think that one's awful.. it's quite silly and good actually! so is the one where u ask them to hold something but ur hand's empty so u just hold hands. HMM...

i'll try the "i lost my number can i have yours" pick up line then get embarrassed 1/3 of the way through and give up + hope i'm pretty with the dim lighting and that my flustered state is so endearing he gives it to me . yehah. kou givs me onechance brooelapzkel

[dragoncarrion]

The Tumblrclan roleplay disease has spread to my art blog help me

[vanana-r0tat3]

OH M YGOD I NEVER SAW THIS IM SOSORRY FOR BEING SO LATE NBUT OH MY GODDD

EVERYONE FUCKG EVERYIONE LOOK RIGHT NEOW UAAGAHJH OP TYSM 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

I ended up scrolling through the Tadc oc tag the other day ^^ had alot of fun drawing them

Xipper - @ectoplasmoss

Able - @sm-baby

Pawno - @s0ckh3adstudios

Mono - @cosmic-nopedog

Prudo -@fluffffpillow

Fermvi - @noodlec0nsumer

Sammby - @vanana-r0tat3

Cathabell - @iyumiichi

Phone Fella - @dxkjf

Dawson - @pouletpourri

Pyn - @gravphobia

[camerobn]

WUAAGH

[ashipiko]

I hope i made it in time, happy birthday ashi!!!!

i hope you had a great birthday this year!! i saw the birthday card preview and sprinted to my calendar to check the date

ASHI’S BIRTHDAY CAMPAIGN! 🌺

“UWWWWAAAAAHHHH!” A high pitched cry rings out, Ashi immediately yoinking the cute plush, “He’s so… so small…! What a derp! Dude, this is way cuter than IRL Acey!”

Letting out a series of laughs at she spins the Ace plush around, admiring the wholesome manufacturing, Ashi holds the plushie up as she beams, “Y’all, you seriously gotta stop giving me such cute Aceys. I’m not gonna be able to go back to the real deal anymore!”

Peeking from behind, the man himself lets out an offended look, “Hey, what the— Guys, stop giving Ashi these things! It’s her birthday, not make her forget about her actual boyfriend day!”

(ASHI REACTION UNDER CUT)

KANA…. KANANAAAA 😭😭😭😭😭 I KNOW WE DONT TALK A LOT BUT WE SHOULD AND LIKE??? SEIENG THIS MADE ME SOOOO GIDDY YOU DREW ASHI SO CUTE. THE ACE PLUSH??? I SCREAM????? I SET IT TO MY PROFILE IN A PRIV DISCORD SERVER ITS SO CUTE. I LKVE YOUR ARTSTYLE SO MUCHHhh 😭😭😭😭!!!!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! YOU’RE LITERALLY SUCH A CUTE MOOT looking at it again is making my night. WUAAGH. CUTENESS OVERLOAD

[kandidandi]

I'm gonna be a hypocrite for saying this but-

TAKE BETTER CARE OF YOURSELF DAMNIT *shakes you*

DRINK WATER /pos

Also, i love your art SO MUCH, i wanted to MAKE SOMETHING FOR YOU to thank you for that awesome art piece with our sonas

I LOVE SUNCATCHER SUN SO MUCH, I JUST WANNA GIVE HIM A LIL' SMOOOCH !!

I sorta did a mixture of both your pfp design and the actual original one since i really liked the freckles and eyes on it! I like to think the little stickers are those squishy 3d stickers you'd find in stores, i don't see them anymore but i remember loving 'em a lot. :)

WUAAGH THRN. QAA SNOWW 💗💕💖💞💖💓💖💝💞💖💞💗💕💗💞💖💓💝💞💖💞💗💞💖💓💝💞💖💖💞 ILL TAKE CARE OF MYSELF JUST FOR YOU!!!! SOBBING OVER THAT SUNCATCHER SUN DRAWING OMGBOGMGOMGOM I LOVE IT KISSES YOU /P!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[nimona-antifa]

*puts you in a sock, covers you in milk and slams you into the wall*

WUAAGH

More milky, I must get big and stronk

[dbssh]

WUAAGH. 2018 SHRHAIAKSDJFJSOSNEJ

[blankticket]

"WuAagh!! Yeah, yeah, I'll-get-there, I'll-get-there, I'll-get-there," Vash grumbles in whiny reassurance, acting like he doesn't appreciate either the compassion or the world's softest head-bonk. The younger Plant is quick to quit the act, though, out of genuine surprise, hearing the other suggest they both hadn't survived. He stills.

To some degree he knew, already; knew that this apocalyptic reenactment and his previous ventures out into the Mists were culminating in the loss of his life. But he hadn't contended with it consciously—not until now, and immediately he grasps a better understanding of the older Vash's guilt.

…Not that he knows what else to say to relieve it. The physical reassurance that the other Vash is there helps, and the surroundings shifting provide him relief of distraction away from the ambush of grief. The healer breaks off from the hug, swiveling away to join in looking at the revealed path. He's smiling, of course!

"I'll follow your lead!"

★ --;; One hand curls into a fist, the meat of Vash's hand coming down to a gentle stop on the other's head. "You better," he hiccups. "You keep talking about how I have to let you experience these things on your own, how I gotta let you make your own choice, but I'm not budging on this one." Even if they're technically the same shoulders, four of them can bear the weight a lot better than two. What kind of person would he be, if he allowed his younger self to try and absolve him of all this grief, if he didn't do so in turn?

"It's not just that you saw-- it's that now I've gone and hurt you too. That's why we're both here, isn't it?" He knows something had gone wrong; knows the blast must have been more than he could have processed in that moment, knows that he had been lying on that hard concrete with decay lacing through his bones. Knows what happens after, at least usually. There's no way he had lived through it-- so there's no way the younger Stampede would be here with him without having been hurt.

And he doesn't just mean the physical hurt, either-- he knows exactly how much hurt can be done without striking, without shooting. Knows that there's no way he hadn't twisted some inner part of his counterpart until pain had blossomed in his wake.

"Before, you apologized for hurting me-- but now look what I've gone and done." Vash half sniffs, half laughs at the irony of it, to try and ease the hurt in his chest. "We're both terrible at this. Trying to put everyone else first kinda doesn't work when you are part of everyone else. But--"

The first sitting on top of the younger Stampede's head loosens, flattens itself against the top of his head. "I'm glad you're here, too."

As if on cue, the mists around the two of the begin to churn, move, shift, and when Vash looks up he can glimpse the fuzzy outline of a path up ahead, swirling in and out of sight. " Well. Not here, literally. The Island. And anyway-- I'm thinkin' that's our way to get back outta' wherever this place is."

[bobthebobking]

link sweetie I am so sorry but your lava death noise is hilarious

[eldritchfaggot]

Hey Magenta :DDD I got a sunburn and slept in a tent!!

hah never been sunburnt before.(I got that Italian no-burn skin tone gene from great grandma >:])

WUAAGH!!! A TENT?!?!?!?!?

[exittotheartscape]

The Worth of a Soul P.3

I’m sorry for the delay. This chapter is a bit shorter, but don’t worry; I’m not quitting on this story until it’s finished. I hope you enjoy it :D

Thanks to both @freckleocalypse and @darknesslioness , for the story, characters and the amount of fun I have writing these oh geez)

  They were nearly there now, with only an hour to go on their march through the woods. Sebastian, though not tired, was beginning to notice Emily’s slowing pace. She was trying to keep up, but a day’s journey without rest was starting to catch up with her. Seb is about to offer that they stop for a moment, but then reconsiders. Once Emily has a goal in mind, she isn’t one to stop until she reaches it. He opts instead to slow his pace, letting her catch up with him.

            “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a night sky quite like this.” Emily says, breaking the silence. Seb looks up, seeing the darkened sky through the trees. They hadn’t been able to see the stars for the past few days; clouds had moved themselves over the kingdom and blocked out their view. Tonight, however, was a completely different story. Thousands of small, twinkling lights were strewn across the dark blue heavens. It was as if someone had crushed a diamond and thrown the broken pieces onto the sky above. The moon itself is absent, being completely covered by shadow. The light of the stars, however, more than made up for the missing moonlight. “You’re right.” Seb replies softly, staring upward as they walk.

           “Back in London, the fog’s so thick at times you can barely see the moon.” She gives a chuckle, sounding tired. “It’s funny, you know? Moments like this are what I seem to enjoy the most here.” She looks ahead, holding her gaze at their unseen destination. “When we first arrived here…meeting you and Abel…” She snorts, a though coming to her. “You being attacked by his flock of pigeons.”

           Seb shudders, remembering that day. “I wouldn’t call that memory pleasant.” She gives a laugh now, looking at him with teary eyes. “Please. Your reaction was priceless. ‘Nutcracker, I swear if your filthy feathered animals even touch me I’ll-Wuaagh!’ ” She mimics his actions, pretending to be overtaken by the pigeon swarm. Seb is laughing now. “I have plenty of stories I could tell about you, Miss I-Dropped-The-Torch-On-The-Oil-Caskets.” She abruptly stops laughing, looking him in the eye.

“Don’t you dare.”

“What? Recall how you forced us out of hiding with that explosion? Or how you almost managed to light me on fire?”

They stare for a moment longer, before breaking into laughter again. It feels good, after the earlier awkward atmosphere.

After the laughter fades, they trek in silence. Seb is adjusting his sword when Emily asks a question.

“Hey, Sebastian?”

His full name. He looks over at her. “Is something wrong?”

“It’s just…I’m afraid of what we’re walking into.” Her face has lost its humor, and she isn’t facing him. “I mean, I don’t regret making this journey, this is something I need to do. But…” She’s choking up, her words fumbling. “The closer we get, the farther I want to be from here.” She’s stopped walking.

She’s sobbing.

Seb is in front of her, partly surprised, partly empathetic. At the camp she hadn’t reacted like this, not even after telling him the news. But at the same time, he can tell she’s been holding it in. Distracting herself.

Just like him.

He walks up to her, slowly, and crouches on one knee, allowing them to be at eye-level. He gently places his hand on her shoulder, leading her to lift her head to face him.

“Emily…it’s alright. Just let it out.”

She holds his gaze, mouth open as if she is about to speak, before her eyes well up again. She wraps her arms around him, sobbing loudly into his shoulder. He holds her, remaining quiet as she continues to cry.

He doesn’t know how long they remain there. But, eventually, she slowly gets up, kneeling in front of him. “Seb, I’m so sorry-”

“Don’t you even think it.”

“But-”

“Emily.” His tone is serious now, calling for her attention. “I…well, I can’t claim to know how you feel. But I think we can agree that we’ve both been thinking the same thing.” He offers her his hand. She glances at him, before taking it. He helps pull her up, both of them standing in the woods.

“I have no idea if Abel is alright. The odds are…” He turns his head sideways, his expression darkening, not wanting to say what he thinks. “…The odds are, he’s not. But I need to know for sure. Not looking for the answer…it would be as if he meant nothing to me.” He faces her again, his expression not exactly a smile, but something reassuring. “And neither of us would ever feel that way about him.”

           Emily stares at him, before showing she agrees with his words. She wipes her eyes, and makes it so she is standing tall. “It would be impossible, wouldn’t it?” She copies his look, before offering her own hand to him.

They don’t need to speak again. Together, holding hands, they continue going forward.

           They walk for half an hour, the night fading ever-so-slightly into dawn. The small bits of light filtering through the trees reflects off of dewdrops. Unseen forest birds are beginning to wake up as well, chirping through the trees. It’s a refreshing feeling, one that helps reaffirm the commitment the two travelers feel. Seb, looking up, seeing the trees thinning out. He and Emily look at each other; in a silent agreement they begin to quicken their pace.

Then they sprint.

Then they burst through the trees.

And in the new morning light, they are greeted by the blackened earth of a battlefield.

[wtf-gay-little-benry]

wuaagh I logged out for a few days and come back to 62+ notes hello??

[saanphoenix]

The second one is my favorite out of everything, and I like that you had to slow it down to see it properly, because normal speed you just hear, "WUAAGH!" and see Sephiroth block the hit and then you go, "Wait, did Zack just go flying off-screen??"

Genesis doesn’t like puppies

[dandelion-head]

This went from an adorable squishy vinyl toy to WUAAGH so fast.

commission for @snowyartemus

Rowlet and quality jiggles