#uwuuuuuu

[scrybe-of-death]

me. im tragedy shippers @thecomicallytragicgangle

[elemonationx]

OH LOOK IT'S THE GOILS 💖

THE DETAIILLL and precision in this is peak. I adore I adore 👌👌✨

girls 🩷💛

[aamusedly]

[ TELL ]  for receiver to look towards sender after a battle and realize they’re bleeding.  @ cooper

The Ghoul could handle most any wasteland critter that crawled his way, but even for him, a Yao-Guai was a lot to take down. Even with the multiple rounds he'd emptied into the thing with his hunting rifle, it was still charging at him and the fucking Vaultie.

The fucking Vaultie who had for some reason stood by his side instead of hightailing it to cover. Noble, perhaps, but fucking stupid. He might've been able to survive a mauling-- her not so much.

Which was why the Ghoul hadn't taken his opportunity to get distance between them as the mutated bear swung its claws between them. One hit, and that girl was done for.

The shot of an explosive round echoed through the rocky gulch like a deafening thunderclap, a shot he'd lined up between the beast's ears. The Yao-Guai dropped, and the Ghoul was left panting, hands on his knees. "Jesus Christ on a fuckin' crutch," he sighed.

"Y'okay, kid?" He straightened. Bright red. "Goddamn-- you okay?"

[lord-overlips]

Overlord wheezes. Is it... it actually happening. Tarn? Tarn's watching him?

[clawsextended]

@hangtenn asked: 🌷 smooches?!

SEND 🌷 RECEIVE SMOOCHES.

lennon’s cool. (and selina thinks with an almost decisive certainty that lennon doesn’t know she is.) lennon knows lennon is funny, selina’s sure of that. but does she know she’s more than that? like that she’s sweet, and not in a fake way. she’s kind, and she means it. she flirts with a girl just because she’s sweet.

and selina? she thinks that’s beautiful. valuable, even. the kind of behavior that should be rewarded. that kind of behavior should be encouraged. it’d been meant, and selina appreciates when someone’s intentional and not manipulative.

so she’ll kiss her, she thinks, tiniest touch under the chin with the glow of the television humming and (ironically) princess diaries playing passively in the background. not that that’s her or anything.

“you’re real cute.”

her smile’s audible in her tone, pressed ever so against pink lips.

[azurestarrysky]

Thank you too!!! Nothing in the world is better than getting such a praise and to know that you liked my giiift 😭😭😭✨

The gift for my the most precious, the best friend @lesiasmadness 💜

It was so fun to try to draw Layton for the first time! :D I was warned that he's harder to draw than he may seem, and I could feel it xD It's really funny how in theory a recipe for cooking a Layton is: 1) a cylinder as head 2) a brick as body 3) legs 4) arms 5) don't forget to make the cylinder into face and hat! But this simplicity is exactly the hardest part, you have so much freedom in choosing sizes and places for those little details he has, that in result it's easy to get lost, and in the end he looks weird, and you don't know what exactly is wrong Σ(°△° ꪱꪱꪱ) But that was truly fun and unusual experience to draw somebody like him

A bold thing to say, but I'm glad how the color palette turned out to be :3 When I started the drawing, I wasn't sure if I'll manage to more or less imitate the yellow-ish palette of Layton's games (or The Curious Village at least), so I was afraid that my usual coloring will look weird on the Professor. But here it comes, the fact that my friend isn't only a great person and the greatest friend, but also an amazing sensei and example to follow (>⩊<) I used a profile pic with Barbie-Emmy as reference for colors for shading, and then everything went sooo smoothly. I also used another advice, to add a texture for making a drawing better, and I think it was a perfect addition too, weeeee

Also, a side note, but I like to draw Barbie so much : ) Whenever I draw this energetic face and look at it, I feel a warm "yay" inside my heart and mind

[filthypen]

Of course you might wonder how UwU trend got created and spread~… how such a mysterious pheno- its junko. Of fucking course it’s junko, drugs in Hope’s peak water, altering every screen so it displays a imperceptible brainwashing message to every cell of the brain and body to modify when the person says "UwU" while recorded.

As for the first victim~? Chiaki of course~ from lazy kinda uncaring slob of a gamer gal to the new belle delphine (but way more thicc and still a bit lazy~)

After so many attempts to cause despair, Junko was running out of ideas. Killing games? Nope. Corruption with money? Neither… what could work… then she saw her phone, and realised… the internet! Streamers, Tiktok, memes… all that could cause DESPAIR! But you know… she didn't wanted just some booooooring deadly despair, she wanted a SEXY despair, so after weeks and weeks of putting sleeper agents on the water and subliminal messages on EVERY FUCKING SCREEN IN JAPAN, she was ready to unleash the beast… the UwU~~

Who should be the first target? Well, of course, the geek gamer herself on stream with 50k people, Chiaki~ She was currently playing some visual novels on stream, she was looking messy as always, dull colours, not showing off her fat titrs, no sexy commentaries… booooooooring!! So Junko decided to send a couple hundred bots spamming ''CHIAKI SAY UWU! IS TREND!!11!1''

''Uuuuuh… what are you guys saying… what is this trend you say…?'' She pauses the game and looks at the chat ''I don't know about it, seems dumb and i don't wanna…'' She keeps playing, Junko, seeing that chat spam wont work, started blasting 5 dollar donations saying ''SAY IT!!!1!'' over and over and over…

''Ugh… fine! I don't know why you all are wasting more on me saying this but okey…'' She does a peace sign ''UwUUUUUU…'' She sighs a moment ''Happy now? Aaaah… lets go back to playin-'' Before she could finish the sentence… she felt something weird in her ass… SHE WAS THROWING IT BACK ON CAMERA!~~ ''H-hey w-what is this…?!…'' Still sleepy yet surprised, claps her cheeks in a slow but STRONG way~ She tries to turn off the stream but…

yaaaaaaaaaawn…

''W-well guys… i have decided that i should maybe make streams with camera sub only…~'' She just decided to adjust her camera to focus on her fat NEET cheeks clappin and growing, each clap making the camera shake and the room too~

With that stream alone, she got 100k subs and a million dollars, the following stream? Was just a big camera focusing her twerking cheeks while she sleeps~~

[bellossom]

"omg tism neurospicy noise cancelling headphones stimmieeees uwuuuuuu"

[mj-bellamy]

hyper music b like

"uwuuuuuu's returned from the dead. uwuuuu remains"

"uwuuuu really cares anymore. uwuuuu restrains"

[mzhydes-funtimes]

Uwuuuuuu

Eeeppyyyyy

[xxmoonch1ldxx]

UwU could you write an ianthony fic about them standing on that faithful balcony and Ian suggests buying Smosh? Then we hear Anthony's inner monologue bursting into actual speech, going on a long rant about how he's thought about it for months(years)(ever since or even before he quit lmao) and being SO excited? Ian being like, "chill, bruh". But loving it too. And they stay up talking way into the morning. Just being so excited and their friendship really clicking again. UWUUUUU that would be so wonderful UWUUUUUU

I am sorry as this is not my best work, but I tried to do this prompt justice 😌 Our boys deserve to be happy <3

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Ian felt a weird sense of déjà-vu as he gratefully accepted the beer that Anthony was handing him.

They were hanging out on Anthony's deck, the sun shining nicely on his skin and the wind slightly waving his curls left and right. Ian was hit with a wave of nostalgia about the young adult he had once lived with, them outside in their backyard and hanging out around a poorly-made campfire. Anthony always claimed that doing it old-style was better, trying to chaffe the rocks in vain until he would just bring paper and a lighter. It happened every time, and Ian never failed to laugh at his best friend. 

He missed the young, stupid boy he had been best friends with. But then again, it was mostly nostalgia, because against all odds, he and Anthony were outside on his deck and laughing together just like they used to. This ‘new’ Anthony was different, sweeter but still as funny and hard-working. Ian didn’t hate this. He certainly didn’t hate going to dinner with him and talking with him until the sunrise, that same magic in the air that used to sweep them off their feet when they were younger.

Ian knew he had his best friend back and he couldn’t be more grateful for that. Still, there was something missing in his life.

A magic he hadn’t felt in over a decade when he stood inside the Smosh building. A magic he had bits of with his crew, but that could never quite compare.

Nobody truly did compare. And if Anthony had welcomed him inside yet again this month, was sharing a beer with him and laughing just as hard as he did when they were teenagers…

Maybe Ian could be brave. They did promise each other to be more open. The worst he could be told was no.

Or so, he hoped. But still.

“Hey, man…” 

Anthony hummed. Ian's heart was in his throat.

“What if we…What if we bought back Smosh?” 

Anthony's mouth fell agape for a second. His own heart was beating inside his chest so hard he wondered if he had hallucinated the words.

“Are you…Are you, like, for real?” He eventually asked after a moment of silence, his mind already overheating with thoughts.

For a long time, he had dreamed of buying back Smosh, owning their company back and being able to do what they truly wanted. In the last years, that was all he could think about, the only solution to not let their baby crash down. Yet, seeing as this was not possible, he had come to resent Smosh for a couple of years after he left. Telling himself that nostalgia was the only thing making him fond of those times, because truly, Smosh hadn't been what it was back when they started for a pretty long time. Anthony had this ache in his chest every time he saw the company he had created and especially the man with whom he had created it with.

Then, Anthony had stumbled upon a Smosh rabbit hole while scrolling on tiktok. Days where the only thing he did when he had free time was to look back at their old content, their sketches and the gaming videos. Days where he laughed genuinely at the antics he and his once-had-been best friend had imagined and done, days of intensely missing the man who had once been the most important person in his life.

Then, they had reconnected. Thanks to Diana, he had been able to sit next to Ian and freely talk to him, joke with him for what felt like a few mere seconds but had lasted hours. His chest had felt tight but light once had come back home, Ian's number in his phone and ideas spinning in his mind already.

They did not ease down the more time he and Ian spent together. All he could think about was the nights they spent writing and laughing until they couldn't breathe, the better and funnier stuff they could do together now that they were more mature. For the first time in what felt like forever, Anthony had this lightness in his chest at the mere idea of spending time with Ian, a permanent smile on his lips that reminded him so strongly of the magic they could create together back then. He had found his best friend again, and he wanted nothing more than to keep making him laugh and create with him until the wee hours of the morning.

“I mean, that was just an idea,” Ian answered quietly, fiddling with his fingers. There was a palpable anxiety in his tone, but it was earnest. 

Ian wanted them to own Smosh again. Together.

They could do so many things. They could write sketches again! New, original sketches! And they could probably use a membership or something in order not to censor everything, and they could even reconstruct the old smosh house! The press-alike studio had tons of empty spaces Anthony knew he could use for that!

“Dude!” Anthony jumped up, his face lightening up with the biggest smile. “I was just thinking about this! I've thought about that for years, man, ever since we started losing control over our scripts. We could write new sketches! They'd be even funnier and better since we have more experience, and we could even use the rest of my studios for a new Smosh house, it'd be so cool! We could redo the CD wall, it looked so dope! And we could even launch new contents, I've got sooo many ideas, I've thought about it for months! And then we could use a membership or something to not get demonetized, you know, but I'm sure it'd work! Oh My God, imagine if we worked on a new Food Battle? It'd be so fun! We'd need to find a new food but I'm sure it could be dope, and we could even ask Ryan and Brian to participate! Oh! What if we made an announcement video and your mom was in it? That'd be so cool, dude!”

Ian's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he watched Anthony gesticulate and pace back and forth when he spoke. The train of his thoughts didn't seem to stop, and Ian wasn't even sure he understood everything he was saying, considering how fast Anthony was talking. Yet, the man looked overjoyed, excited in a way Ian hadn't seen in years. His eyes were shining with joy, something else delightful to watch come to life. Ian was having kind of a whiplash for a second; Anthony was in front of him, jumping with any idea that ran through his mind, his curls bouncing as he moved and his combat boots stomping on the ground echoing loudly. 

He was like a little kid who had just been told he was going to Disney Land. A little kid with tattoos trailing up to his neck and heavy rings on his fingers. 

Anthony might have changed, in the few years they were apart, but at his core, he was still the same. His smile still shined so bright the sun could be jealous, and his eyes still sparkled with an intensity Ian had never witnessed anybody else possess.

His chest felt heavy with feelings, with emotions. 

“Holy shit, Anthony, chill,” Ian exclaimed. The expression painted on his face looked weirded out, but Anthony could see the little hopeful smile that stretched his lips.

“C'mon, dude, wouldn't that be soooo cool? We could do so many things! I even received an armory last week and I can't do anything with it, since I do interviews, but we could so use that in a sketch, it'd be so fucking dope!”

And there he was gone again, blabbering endlessly about ideas Ian was only half following. However, there was still that smile on his lips, one that could only grow as he felt Anthony's joy radiate in waves over him.

Anthony was right. All of that would be so cool. They could do so many cool things now that Ian was also excited about.

He had no idea how they would go on about this, or if their writing chemistry still really existed, but he believed in it. He was ready to try, ready to see what was possible and to fight to have his best friend back by his side. Ian was ready to try whatever he could do to make their vision come true, and even if he didn't know where he was going, he was fine with Anthony by his side. That was all he really needed.

“A new food battle would be pretty cool. But I'm not sure anything can beat my pink frosted donut, you should know that.”

Anthony gasped. “Excuse me? I've beat you like, three times. I could do it again.”

“Three times? Dude, you only won once. Don't be so delusional.” 

Ian's laugh was cheerful, one that made Anthony's heart soar in that familiar way it did whenever they were together. God, he had missed that feeling. 

“Okay, well, I could win this year. I'm sure. You don't know what I'm capable of!”

Ian thought that, indeed, there were still a few things he was unaware of when it came to this new version of his best friend. He was okay with that; they had all the time in the world to learn everything about each other again, to love and experiment. Ian was eager to know everything, already.

Eager enough to spend the entire night outside, throwing ideas left and right and laughing until they were rolling on the floor. And as the sun rose, Ian couldn't help but feel his heart fluttering in his chest. His best friend truly was back. They were going to own Smosh again, together against the world; or at least, that was what he hoped.

With Anthony by his side, nothing seemed impossible.

[mejcinta]

HOTD S2 Episode 4 Review: OK, let's do this.

1.“I love my grandsire!” Lil Oscar Tully you are PRECIOUS!

2. “The only reason we know any of this is because of Baela’s efforts.” Look, I might just be slowly becoming a Jace shooter, lol. Especially if he continues justifiably challenging Rhaenyra’s reckless political choices idk.

3. “That castle is more crippled than I am, Your Grace.” Larys can be funny. I find it very interesting that he speaks of the ‘sapping’ nature of Harrenhal that takes up people’s mental faculties, which he supposes is already happening to Daemon. I wonder if this is a setup for what Aemond will sort of be unable to escape when he takes Harrenhal????

4. Aegon and Aemond tussling like siblings at the war strategy board was kind of adorable. On a serious note, however, it is BAFFLING witnessing how absolutely everything happens behind Aegon’s back and everyone undermines his authority. The council is rudderless and it quite frankly never felt that way for me in the book. This is overkill. I cannot suspend my belief.

5. Poor green council members always have to suffer Aegon and Aemond’s bratt-offs on the daily. It’s comical.

6. Aegon really cared so little to learn of his Targaryen heritage because for the longest time he felt disconnected and hated by Viserys who should’ve no doubt walked him through it using love, approval and attention as a means. He understands High Valyrian but bothers little to speak it. He is rebelling against his oppressors by not cooperating while Aemond rebels by perfecting and showing off. It really shows how they coped with Viserys’ neglect, their rivalry aside.

7. Daemon following Aemond’s phantom and encountering Alys Rivers. Very interesting! She definitely already knows about Aemond and the role he will play in the near future. Taking my Alysmond crumbs and running with them.

8. “YOU BORE ME. YOU ALL BORE ME.” Kingie, please. Chill!

9. “Do simply what is needed of you. Nothing.” Alicent does realize that Aegon isn’t pliable, submissive and passive like Viserys was, doesn’t she????? Aegon actually wants to DO something, not to be held captive by the designs of people in the shadows. And while his view might seem naïve it does show more initiative and drive than sitting and waiting to be controlled the way Viserys was with Otto. Also, you’d expect this amount of desperation from a father that’s grieving after his CHILD’S murder!!!!

10. “Grown tired of living?” Gwayne continues to make me laugh.

11. And Criston has been surreal as a hands-on, experienced battle commander so far. Love that for Fabien. I feel like respect is finally being put to Criston’s name.

12. Jace and Aegon both being their momma’s firstborns sons and being underestimated by them because of their youth, naivety and inexperience. I’m loving these parallels!!!!

13. SUNFYRE and Aegon playing in the dragonpit was so cute to watch. He’s like a golden retriever and Aegon pats him like a doggy. Sunfyre’s pink flames...amazing!! We’ve lost them way too soon, saw them for so short a moment!!!

14. Aegon really seems to be ‘stumbling upwards’ like Steve Toussaint once said. Charging into war unannounced so that he literally appears as protector of the realm, almost successfully killing his rival when he permits Arryk to impersonate Erryk, buying the approval of the smallfolk by offering free drinks in bars, surviving dragon fire… He is building something of a reputation for himself and it’s all by accident lmao.

15. More of this stupid prophecy shit from boring Rhaenyra uwuuuuuu.

16. LAENA cameo. I won!!! I love seeing Daemon acknowledge her importance and effect on his life.

17. I can’t believe they are they making me feel sorry for Rhaenys. I wonder what motivated her return to faceoff with Aemond: his heinous kinslaying/lawlessness OR the fact that the council would not appreciate her returning with no good results (i.e not having dealt the Greens a blow) or BOTH!

18. I demand to KNOW how Vhagar hid in the woods without House Staunton detecting her presence. Also her popping up out from under the RR castle to attack Rhaenys…wish I’d see how Aemond got there, you get me. I love observing the logistics. Ewan/Aemond is so PERFECT on Vhagar. That’s some serious dragon riding.

19. Aemond was straight flying  back to the crash site to finish Aegon before Rhaenys came after him. The fact that he didn’t care she was getting away is crazy to me. Allow Aemond some military intelligence, please.

20. Sunfyre fighting with every shred of strength he has to land on his belly so that Aegon won’t be crushed, and cradling him. Oh, my heart!

21. Was Sunfyre crying out for meemaw Vhagar as she was falling or am I insane???

22. Dad Criston was great. I cannot imagine the drama that lies ahead after this and how his relationship with Aemond and Aegon will be affected.

23. Alicent, girlie, you about to find a new thing to make you guilty and suicidal all over again! No worries, though, because you are STILL a million times more interesting than boring, righteous girlboss queen.

[wiseclnheir]

"...I'm done."

He's a bit shy with his training, after all, his techniques were all meant for mortal combat, and the likes. and he didn't feel like showing off when the pay off was nothing more then vain vainity. Muyeon is...just a shy young man.

"Sorry." again. "I must have...awaken the neighbors as well. It is...difficult not living near other martial art students."

He stomps on a dummy, lifting it right back up.

"Was it that loud?"

“Well, it’s not so easy to sleep when you’re out here whackin’ the hell outta some trees.”

Rather, tree dummies or trees themselves, it’s all the same. And, despite his complaints (and lack of sleep), Erik’s in good spirits; he’s sitting up against an undamaged tree trunk, arms crossed over his chest, content to just watch the other do his thing.

“But hey, it’s no biggie; just keep on keepin’ on.” Honestly, the workout in the background aside, Erik could probably fall asleep right here. Things have been pretty peaceful as of late, so he’s got no worries. “I’ll be quiet as a mouse, so don’t let me stop ya.”

[hasilito]

WE ARE SO BACK

New PNGtuber by @salemsevern! uwuuuuuu

[myatush]

Just popping in to say the way you draw eyes is really pretty! They remind me of precious gemstones in the way you colour them.

Uwuuuuuu thank you so much, sweetheart

Your words make me feel soooo happy 😭😭😭🫶🏻❤️‍🩹 thanksthanksthanksthanks ❤️‍🩹

[fakeuwus]

uwu uwuu ( what do you think of txt? )

uwuuuuuu <3 (soobin has been my bias since his teaser dropped back in 2019 🫡 and their latest cb??? omg its been on repeat I LOVE IT SM)