#AAAWWWHHH!!!!!

[ruskatartx]

Its so fucking funny to be the fan of underrated f1 driver/any other series driver bc when you find someone who is also obsessed with them you both are just "YEAAAY" and it feels like you both (or more) are soulmates and that is so cute.

This is how i met my best friend HEWWO DAWAY

And this is how he met another one fan of his fav driver thats so cute

[sketchthetofu]

GAAAHHHH BV DAKOTA GETTING VIOLENT… OUCH…

Okie so I’m gonna get to responding to the Smokescreen & Rabbit thingy soon- but I’m soooo curious about how BV!Dakota’s panicking is and how Smokescreen usually is able to help him through it :)

(Especially if there has been moments in Belltech where Dakota doesn’t recognize Smokescreen and is having a panic attack in the corner of his room 👀)

HEHE okay so! BV Dakota panicks much more. violently? when he starts freaking out its a big reaction. smokescreen normally has to give him a minute and give him space (though leaving the room is normally a bad idea) to calm down enough that if he approaches dakota won't instantly attack him. and from there he generally has to gauge the issues and try to figure out what will help dakota calm down more

[walnutcookie]

My cat says hi (his names echo)

AAAWWWHHH KITTYYY

[prprcreeper]

i’m so unreasonably in love with your art what. i get super duper happy when i see it pop up on my feed and then i need to just consume and eat it up. it’s just. so lovely. i could stare for hours. and munch munch crunch :3

AAAWWWHHH uueueueuureuwu ....thank uu.. ...im glad you liked it ....😭😭🙏

[blackbirdsnonsense]

See You In The Next Life

Cleo huffed as she and the other ghouls ran away from...whatever it was that was erasing the school from existence. It was just a white wall of nothing that just appeared and started to overtake the school. It had already taken so many of their classmates and friends and they were about to be next!

Thankfully, they had found some kind of portal on the other side of the school that would hopefully lead them all the safety. Everyone else had already made it through, which just left her and Ghoulia.

"Ghoulia?" she paused when she noticed the zombie wasn't beside her.

She turned around to see Ghoulia shambling forward, keeping only a few steps ahead of the white wave. Cleo ran over to her and grabbed her by the wrist.

"Come on, let's go!" she pleaded.

Ghoulia stared at the nothing behind her and the portal ahead of her and then at Cleo. The numbers ran quickly through her head and she knew what she had to do.

"Guuuhhh," she moaned, slipping her hand from Cleo's grasp.

"What?! You can't be serious!" Cleo gasped.

"Aaawwwhhh," Ghoulia explain.

"Then, I'll carry you but I'm NOT just leaving you here!" she demanded.

Ghoulia smiled and took Cleo's hands in hers.

"Uuuuuuhh," she said softly.

"But...you're my best friend," Cleo said, on the verge of tears.

"Arugh," Ghoulia replied, tears welling up in her own eyes.

Suddenly, a hand grasped onto Cleo's shoulder. She turned with a start to see Frankie standing behind her.

"Come on you guys, we gotta go!" she exclaimed, pointing to the approaching wall behind her.

"Aaaaauuuhhhh," Ghoulia remarked.

"What? Are...are you sure?" Frankie asked.

Ghoulia nodded then slowly pulled her hands from Cleo's and started to step backwards, closer to the nothingness.

"Ghoulia!" Cleo cried, reaching one hand out towards her best friend even as Frankie started to carry her towards the portal.

"She made up her mind and we can't let her sacrifice be for nothing!" Frankie explained.

"But we can't just leave her! *I* won't leave her! We have to go back!" the mummy screamed desperately.

"We...we can't. I'm sorry," Frankie said quietly.

As she was carried towards the portal Cleo watched as white void engulfed Ghoulia, who was simply standing there and waving goodbye to her. Cleo was about to let out a scream of anguish when she finally registered the piece of paper in her hand. She unfolded it to find a simple message written in Ghoulia's handwriting.

See you in the next life.

"When did she...?" Cleo started to ask before a bright light enveloped her.

******

"CLEO!!"

Frankie's voice snapped the mummy out of the daze she was apparently in.

"I'm sorry Frankie, what where you saying?" she asked.

"I said, we could use a little help her!" the frustrated ghoul grunted as she held up the massive load luggage along with the other members of the Ghoul Squad.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming," Cleo cheered as she grabbed some of the items.

Through much of straining and groaning, they managed to fit the massive amount of bags and clothes into Cleo's room.

"See? I told you ghouls that with a little but of gumption, and a few Mapalouge trips, we COULD fit all my luggage in one of the dorm rooms!" she happily proclaimed.

"Uh huh," Frankie muttered, cracking her back. "Well you have fun sorting through this stuff. The rest of us are going to enjoy a well earned back."

"Are you sure you don't want to help? I have plenty of fun trinkets to share!" Cleo said enticingly, holding up a small pyramid shaped object.

"We're sure," Clawdeen dismissed. "Right now I need to go rest my aching paws."

"Suit yourselves," Cleo shrugged.

As the others shuffled out of her room, she began to plan out just where she would put everything. Small stuff first, then work her way to the big stuff. She started with the object she held in her hand. Which she honestly wasn't sure what it actually was but she was sure she had it for a good reason! When she set it down on her study desk a small drawer on the bottom popped up.

"Oh that's right! It's a secret note hiding thing!" she remarked. "Well I'm sure I wrote myself something very important to hide in here her."

When she picked up the old piece of paper, she flipped it open to find a strange note written on it.

See you in the next life.

She stared at the note, trying to understand what the vague message might mean. And who's handwriting that was cause it certainly wasn't hers. More importantly, what did looking at it make her feel sad? Empty? Like she had forgotten something, or someone, very important to her?

Cleo shook her head to snap herself out of her second daze of that day.

"Oh I'm sure it's nothing! Just a stupid old note!" she dismissed.

She was about to crumble it in her hands and throw it away when something stopped her. She stared at it for a few more seconds before folding it up and slipping it back into the box.

"Or maybe I'll just keep it for now. Who knows, it might make sense someday," she mused.

******

Cleo shuffled through the books in her locker as she looked for her Biteology book.

"Okay, I KNOW that book is in here somewhere," she muttered.

Just then, the book floated into her hand thanks to the help of her scarabs.

"There it is! Thank you my little beetle babies," she smiled as she took the book and slipped it in her backpack.

As she did, she failed to notice a small folded piece of paper slip out of her locker and hit the floor. Thankfully, Ghoulia happened to be rolling by on her skateboard and picked it up before Cleo could get far.

"Hey Cleo, you dropped this," she said, holding out the note.

"Oh my Ra, thank you Ghoulia!" Cleo said as she took the note back. "Huh. I don't remember having this in my book. Maybe my dear Frankiebeans slipped me a cute note before class!"

She opened it and looked at the note written on it in confusion.

"'See you in the next life'," she read aloud. "What does that mean?"

"You got me," Ghoulia shrugged, taking a peek at the note. "Though something about that writing looks...familiar. Oh well, I gotta get to casketball practice. See ya!"

Cleo waved her goodbye then looked down at the note again. Ghoulia was right that there was something...familiar about it. Something she just couldn't place but something that made her feel...happy.

"Hey Ghouia," she called after the zombie.

Ghoulia stopped her skateboard and looked back at her.

"Yeah?"

"Would you want to...fang out later?" Cleo invited.

"You mean just you and me?" Ghoulia asked, a bit surprised.

"Yeah, why not? After all, you're really good with computer stuff so maybe you could help me with the EekTok algorithm. I'm *sure* it's doing something to suppress my videos and THAT'S why I'm not getting many subscribers! Or comments. Or views."

Ghoulia chuckled a bit.

"Sure. Sounds like it could be fun," she replied. "You know, it's funny I've actually been meaning to ask you if you wanted to fang out for awhile now."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It just...I dunno, felt right? Is that weird to say?" Ghoulia asked, feeling a bit unsure if she overstepped or not.

"Well naturally you would want to fang out with me, I'm a joy to be around!" Cleo proclaimed then looked down at the note again. "But, yeah, I think I *do* know what you mean."

"Well, just text me the details later! I seriously gotta go now! Bye!" Ghoulia waved before she skated off for real this time.

Cleo waved back at her and as she watched her disappear around the corner, she couldn't shake this bittersweet feeling of deja vu. She cast one last look at the strange note before she folded it back up and placed it in her pocket. Maybe she would hold onto her as a keepsake of the new friendship it helped create.

******

Yeah, so, this was just an idea that came to me when thinking about the nature of reboots and what carries over from one generation to the next. Guess I just wanted to make a metatext about it.

[radioroxx]

watched bitter sweethearts last night with friend. aaawwwww. awwwww. aaawwwhhh. awwww

[everybodyshusband]

Your trademark is your kind, funny, sweet nature. And your writing? Chefs kiss 👌🏽😘

aaawwwhhh thank you maaacccccc !!! <33

[quaintcy]

thank you for liking a bunch of my posts, have a cat for your troubles

😺

🤲

Np!! AAAWWWHHH CUTE KITTY 🐈 TY!!!

[amyispxnk]

AAAWWWHHH

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 | 𝐣𝐨𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

Paring Joel Miller x Reader  

Summary The tenderness and nerves of spending the night at Joel’s for the first time, and the sweet moments that follow in the morning light [1.2k]

A/N This is a snippet into the lives of Joel and reader from the moments in between. Reading that fic is not a necessity because you’ll get the vibes either way. But fun news—right after this fic is posted, they will be receiving their own masterlist where I will post more glimpses into their lives in Jackson!

When yellowed lamplight no longer fills Joel’s room, there’s a brief period of rustling as the two of you settle beneath striped linen sheets in the dark. His bed is small enough that you can feel each other’s proximity, but spacious enough that you don’t have to touch. But you want to. It was your first time spending the night, and enjoying his company in the hours prior had awakened a selfishness you’d never known.

Maybe it was because he gave to you so freely nowadays. His presence, his thoughts, those smiles he no longer fought so hard to hide. It was hardly your fault that all you wanted to do was take, and take, and take. His supply never seemed to dwindle when it came to you. 

As a stillness settles, you extend a hand his way that no sooner meets the softness of his bare stomach. Caught off guard, Joel briefly sucks it in before relaxing again. He’d peeled off his shirt before climbing into bed, claiming to run hot during the night. Your touch is just light enough to tickle as your fingers drift upwards, catching the dusting of hair splayed across his chest. 

Swallowing, Joel takes hold of your hand and brings it to his lips to kiss, his facial hair scratching gently against your skin. 

“Sorry,” you murmur, worried it was his way of asking you to stop. 

“You’re okay, sweetheart.” He sounds gruff. “Just trying not to lose my mind.” He huffs out an amused sound that’s a little breathless. 

There’s a flutter in your chest as you laugh a little. “Just wanted to feel you.”

Joel guides your palm to rest over his heart. “You feel that?”

It beats steadily, elevated just so. You’re glad it’s too dark for him to see the smile that pulls across your face. He scoots closer, his own hand reaching down to grace the skin of your thigh just beneath the hem of your shorts. There’s always a sureness to his touch. Everything Joel does carries a sense of intentionality. From picking up the cool steel of a rifle to caressing the delicateness of your skin. 

As his fingers continue their gentle passes, it’s more dizzying than you’d expected, and you understand what he meant about losing his mind. Leaning in, he presses a kiss to the bridge of your nose, then your forehead, letting his lips linger as if to leave their invisible mark. An overwhelming sense of comfort melts down your body as he pulls away, so thick and heavy that you exhale and let your eyes slip closed. 

•••

The press of your lips is so soft that Joel almost doesn’t feel them. Almost thinks it’s something sweet he’s dreaming up, especially now that he doesn't have nightmares anymore. His eyes open in an eventual flutter, blinking slowly until it becomes clear that you’re really laying by his side. Your lips peppering pert kisses over his freckled shoulder. Being seen in the morning light makes you pull away as if you’d been caught doing something wrong. Joel just continues blinking at you with the softest look in his dark eyes. Like he’d let you get away with anything forever. 

You study him, the way his cheek looks pressed into the pillow, how his hair looks fluffier and disheveled from a good night’s rest. Both his hands are tucked beneath his pillow as he lays on his stomach. The nervous air of excitement that clouded the room last night has lifted, leaving behind a quiet sense of ease. It’s in the steadiness of your breathing, the quiet acknowledgement of the other that doesn’t need the help of words. 

When you shift, a golden ray of sunlight hits Joel’s eyes, making it clear that it’s later in the morning and that you hadn’t shut the curtains all the way. His eyes appear as more of a caramel brown as he squints with a small disgruntled sound. You settle back into your original position with an apologetic smile. 

No matter how much he tried, Joel still couldn’t grasp the luck that brought you to him. It sprung up out of nowhere at a time he least expected. A time when he’d grown to accept the possibility that the rest of his life would largely revolve around Ellie and being whoever she needed him to be. He’d already let too many people slip from between his fingers to welcome another. 

Back in Spring when they arrived in Jackson, and Tommy introduced you two at the Tipsy Bison, he was terrified because he’d never met someone as kind and intriguing as you. Not before the world fell and certainly not afterward. He convinced himself that if he never opened up or let you in, it would at least mean getting to experience you in bits and pieces. This was before he realized how torturous it was to keep restricting and denying himself. 

When the sound of Ellie’s footsteps arises from downstairs, Joel stretches his legs with a groan. “Kid’s got us beat this morning,” he says. The two of you are usually the early risers.

“Mmmm,” you hum, more interested in the rasp of his low drawl. “And what else?” Joel chuckles as you comb a loving hand through his hair. 

He gets a shy look about him, but indulges you. “Means we gotta get up,” he says. “Breakfast’s started at the pavilion by now.” 

Scooting closer, you hook a leg over his. There’s something about the warmth of him, the musky scent of his skin that makes your eyes close all over again as you inhale. Joel just lays there and lets you. Breakfast could wait a little while longer. 

Later, there’s a weight to your gaze as he stands at the sink brushing his teeth. You don’t mean for him to feel it, but he does, peeking back at you from over his broad shoulders. Freckles and moles alike are dotted across his back, but it’s the scars that evoke that deeper sense of wonder.

As he finishes up, there’s something so painfully intimate about watching the way he wipes his mouth with a towel and begins running his hands through his hair to fix it. Your window of opportunity comes as his arms are lifted, and he doesn’t complain as you hug him from behind. 

“She lives,” he lightly teases, hands coming to rest over yours. In the mirror, he can hardly see you from around his strong frame. 

“You left me cold and alone,” you accuse in a murmur against his skin. He shivers when you deliver a punishing nip along his spine and follow it up with a few lazy kisses. 

“I know. That was real awful of me.” 

You tuck your nose into his warmth, murmuring, “Unforgivable." Then you’re quiet for a moment, enjoying the feel of him. “Maybe a kiss could change my mind.” 

Joel can’t help a fond chuckle as he turns around in your arms.

-

Thanks for reading! Feel free to let me know what you think. 

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[argentumtonitrua]

❛❛ I brought blankets, takeout, and your favourite movie. I know it won’t fix everything, but it might help. ❜❜ /@prom

Sad and Soft  {Sentence Starters}

BULLET // BUT IN THE END, MY TIME WILL COME

Chester is right, of course he is, this won’t fix anything but it’s good enough to at least pull him out of his sour mood. So he watches him set the movie up and heat the takeout up again before setting it down on the coffee table. Lastly, the sofa is covered in the blankets and he wastes no time in crawling over to the MT, curling against his side before wrapping one of the blankets around the two of them. 

“ Thanks. “ it’s muffled, barely audible at best but it’s there. He’ll never be able to thank Ches enough for everything that he does for Prompto. “ A bit warmer, please? I think I will nap instead but the movie is good background noise and the food can be reheated again. “ 

[mercurydarlin]

What if doctor malpractice Wilbur comes up with an injection that turns reader into a cat hybrid so reader grows fuzzy cat ears and a tail that are really sensitive and it makes reader more clingy 🌝

Cats are actually pretty cool...

Woah~ I really like this idea! Ty for the suggestion anon.

You woke up as you usually do, you'd sit in bed for 10 more minutes and wait for Wilbur to come in, He is your only source of company. But this time around, he wasn't coming in when he usually did.

You heard your door creak open, "Morning y/n!" Wilbur came over to you and kissed your forehead. "I've got plans for you today" he whisperered. He seemed rather excited about this experiment.

An hour later your head hurt like hell, so you got Wilbur. "*Gasp*' It worked!" Wilbur shouted. You sighed, you knew damn well that this wasn't going to be good. Wilbur leaned down to your height and slightly rubbed the tip your ears, making you flinch and cover your mouth, trying to keep your "noises" in. (lol) "There so soft, Now I'm kinda upset this is temporary..." You galred at Wilbur, and turned your head the other way.

"Aaawwwhhh...What's wrong sweetheart?" Wilbur said, taunting you. He SO knew why you had covered your mouth. You instantly got flustered, Making a miniature gasp while covering your mouth still. Wilbur softly chuckled at you as he started rubbing your ears softly. You tried your best to keep in your moans, but it was too hard. Wilbur starting letting his hands go elsewhere around your body, hearing your noises only get louder. watching you struggle brought him joy.

As you were a moaning mess, you tried using your other hand cover your mouth. You used the only amount of energy you had to get his hands off of you, but he only put both your wrists in a hold over your head using the same hand. (that's a mouthful omg) "Trying to get away, Darling?" He gave you a light kiss on the cheek making you wince.

You softly and quietly started to moan Wilbur's name self consciously, leading him to get flustered himself. It only made him want to touch you more. As he reached farther up your shirt,you let out possibly the most lewd moan that echoed through the room.

Wilbur didn't keep his hands off you for a hot while, He kept doing it until you had gotten finally reached your climax. "Such a good girl, aren't you?" Wilbur gave you a soft kiss on the lips, making you quitely whimper.

[heknewwhoyoureallyare]

Your POV: You’re jogging in a quiet park with an Asian Alpha, but your water bottle is finally empty. You feel thirsty and ask the Asian Alpha to help you find a small grocery shop to buy new water. The Asian Alpha then reply…

Asian Alpha: Oooohhh, you’re water bottle is empty, and now you're thirsty?! You want me to accompany you to find a grocer shop to buy a new water bottle? It’s fine. I got this; if you would like, I have injected my pecs with a special serum that allows my two nipples to produce a healthy dose of milk with a taste of honey. It’s very nutritious and full of vitamins, I should know, my twins love it. They suck on my nipples all the time, both at the same time, one on the left and one on the right! Basically, since my wife passed away due because of cancer, I have to give my twin sons a healthy dose of their baby milk, and what better way to do that than to provide them with the milk that came straight from my chest. A little, boys to man bonding time! I say, haha, There is a side effect, though, usually when the twins are drinking my milk, the serum makes my blood flow really fast. I get a hard-on afterward, like I get incredibly horny after the breastfeeding process, that I usually go to a brothel or a bar and pick up a chick to have a quick ‘Fuck’ too! Maybe you would like to try some? I have to warn you, though, There are no chicks around, the parks are still empty and the bars are still closed, so I’m going to fuck your ass to get my steam off, and I fuck really hard and really rough! What do you say?

Hurry up Man! While my body is still sweaty, usually the milk taste even sweeter after I had a good cardio workout, so you better hurry up! Aren’t you thirsty?

Your POV: You start sucking on it!

Asian Alpha: Aaawwwhhh yeahhh! Suck it hard and suck it good!!! Use a little teeth on it! Make it drip!

(What a thoughtful Asian Alpha)

[lucent-roase]

I LOVE TRANSFEM HUNTER SO MUCH oh my goodness HER DRESS AAAWWWHHH HER DRESSS

how scrimbly, little baby blorbo, she is perfection

I needed to draw some girls so transfem Hunter be upon ye

[magnhild]

Just saw your May art and my friend, Ill need to put some cushions on the floor to fall on cuz I keep getting blown away by your skill

AAAWWWHHH THIS IS SI SWEET THANK YOU SO MUCH!! i needed this ;;;

[spinelabelle]

Have this!!! ❤💞❤💝❣❤💓💝💕💕💞❤❤💖💞💕💝❣❣💓💓🧡🧡🧡💚💚💛💚🧡💘💖❤💞💞💖💕❤💖💞❤💖💞💞💖💕❤💕💝💞💕💝❤❣❤💞❤💝💕❤❣💕💞💝

AAAWWWHHH YOU SWEETHEART THANK YOU 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💕💕💕💕💕😘😘😘😘😘💕💕💕🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 TAKE MY LOVE TOO!!!

[lvcisaliaa]

AAAWWWHHH ^__^

NINA MY LOVE

waaa I kinda like how this one came out, especially her face

Omg I really wish I could draw more often, but I never know what to draw sigh

Anyway, closeup of her face