#but it's fiiiinnnneeee

[gremlinscomics]

He wants to know if you have games on your phone...

(GIF ID and comments below)

"Model SHELLDON" I said "It'll be a fun, quick exercise" I said....

Well, about four days of on and off modeling, animating, and rendering resulted in this lil' guy. He was... certainly a trip to Animate; Since I didn't bother rigging him [slaps Maya file] this guy is pretty much held together with spite and flex tape, but it's okay, I wasn't even planning on adding textures when I started, so this whole situation has far exceeded my initial expectations!

Pro tip (from someone who is not a pro, has no clue what they're doing, and should not be giving advice): Pay attention to your render settings or else you might end up stubbornly waiting hours for the image sequence to export :')

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A looping GIF of a 3D modeled SHELLDON from Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2018) flying in from the right, pausing and regarding the camera for a moment, then flying forward off-screen

Artists name is in the top left corner, @gremlinscomics

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[reki-of-the-valley]

The fucked up part of having a crush on both characters of your otp is knowing that, if they were real, you //could// maybe have a chance at pulling one, but you have zero chance if the other half is in the picture

[maxdurden]

sometimes you're having a great day and then you learn you have a very innocuous and random trigger and end the day crying in bed but also,,,, reflecting and learning new things about yourself

[jemandtheholograms]

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[blueberry-gills]

Pelipper Mail; 5 Big Nuggets

AGH WAHT THEFUCK

I

uh

um oh i cant accept these i cant fuck theres five of them?? thats 100,000 right there oh my arc uhm uh i dont deserve this sshtie-

I. I really appreciate your kindness! I really do! But...there's no way I can accept this gift in good conscience. Not to pay off a silly debt....I'd feel awful, especially seeing as there's no way to properly recompensate you. I'll, uh, have to return these, I feel. Or just keep them on my shelf, if such a thing's not possible...? Um.

[glassyarts]

Talloran!

Click for better quality lol

I drew them on the back of my science workbook today because I was bored lol

I did the hair like that bcs i wanted to experiment with their kinda design?? idk

@tallovines fiiiinnnneeee heres the drawing.

[tutorialterryanduhhhummm]

KNIGHTLYBLUE BLOG MOD HERE WHAT IS HAPPENING DEAR CHRIST ON LORD

(ooc: hatred got a bit silly dont worry it's fiiiinnnneeee)

[zephyrrhiesfyrian]

NO I SWEAR I'LL TAKE CARE OF HIM

I could use a tiny little annoying weewoo siren whenever I skip my meals or treat myself badly, you know I'd need the fragger!

I'd get him and Ambulon in a double pack

If Cookie has First Aid you'd have to seperate them and they'd be sad :(

--- Thun, who is very flattered by having her own designated tag

Fiiiinnnneeee, but I'm sending you a Ratchet too, to make sure you care for them properly.

At this rate you're gonna become the human in that one ask who just has all the medic tinies XD

[ultra-raging-ghost]

Dapper: dad can i have your shiny thing? Bad: YOU ALREADY HAVE A SHINY THING WHY DO YOU WANT MY SHINY THING :( Dapper: fiiiinnnneeee i already have 4 of them :p Bad: [checks his inventory] oh wait i have 2 shiny things you can have one of them :) Dapper: TY!!!!

[objectshownextgen]

Well, well, well, looks like we have another fankid blog on this site👀...-

Arz, can you PLEASE NOT break the 4th wall and presumably give these kids an existential crisis for—ONCE!?

Fiiiinnnneeee...-

"Yeah...no existential crisis' please we are dealing with enough..."

-Sour Cream

[darkwitch1999]

Why My OCs Shouldn't Have A Miraculous....

If Noelle Odeja had the Peacock Miraculous (ignore lore and canon!!! This is a "What If" scenario!!!)

Eiffel Tower

Paon Saphir: So with the power of the Peacock Miraculous, I could bring any creation to life?

Ladybug: (nods) That's right. By turning one of the feathers on your fan into an amok and sending it inside an object, you can create a Sentimonster to fight alongside you.

Chat Noir: Any ideas in particular you have in mind?

(Paon Saphir thinks for a moment, then snaps her fingers.)

Paon Saphir: I think I've got one! Be right back!

(Paon Saphir turns and leaps away from building to building until she disappears from the hero duo's sight. The superhero pair wait at the Eiffel Tower for half an hour until the new peacock heroine finally returns, carrying a makeshift sack that had something squirming inside of it. Ladybug and Chat Noir exchanged curious and slightly unnerved looks with the nervous-looking peacock.)

Chat Noir: Hey, what took you so long?

Ladybug: Um...and what's in the sack?

Chat Noir: And why is it moving?

Paon Saphir: (nervously avoids eye contact with the other two superheroes while struggling to maintain her hold on the struggling bag) Soooooo....I went back to my house and I wanted to bring my old imaginary friend "Jean-Baissier" to life for nostalgia purposes. So I dug him out of my closet and placed the amok inside of him like you told me to and then...well....(twiddles her fingers)...let's just say he's a little bit...."feral".

Chat Noir: (raises an eyebrow) What do you mean "a little bit feral"?

Paon Saphir: (shifts her eyes to the right) Wellllllll.......

(Paon Saphir opens the sack and the creature immediately jumps out, startling the trio of heroes. The creature is revealed to be a deformed and ragged black teddy bear that is missing an eye, frothing at the mouth with stuffing-like mouth foam and making growling raving sounds. Upon seeing the creature in front of them, the cat and ladybug superheroes ready their weapons.)

Chat Noir: (readies his staff) What the heck is that thing?!

Ladybug: (spinning her yo-yo) Why would you create something like that?!

Paon Saphir: (raises her hands in defense) I swear, he wasn't this way when I was younger! I don't know what happened! But hey, he's not that bad....

(Ladybug and Chat Noir shot Paon Saphir with incredulous looks, causing the peacock heroine to rub the back of her head nervously with a sheepish smile.)

SentiBaissier: (growls low) Kiiilllll Meeeeee.....

Ladybug: (shocked) What the-.....

SentiBaissier: (screams) KILL MEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

Chat Noir: That thing talks?!

Paon Saphir: Oh right, I forgot to mention that. Yeah, he kept screaming that on the way here for some reason. It was actually the first thing he said when I brought him to life.

Chat Noir: (disturbed) That's...messed up.

SentiBaissier: (screams) KILL MEEEEEE!!!!!!!! WHY AM I ALIVE?!?!? (starts crawling towards Ladybug and Chat Noir) KIIIILLLLLLL MEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! WHAT IS THIS WORLD?!?!

Ladybug: (starts backing away as the sentimonster starts getting closer to her) Paon! Release the amok!

Chat Noir: Get rid of this thing!

Paon Saphir: What? No! I'm not gonna kill it! I created him! He just needs time to adjust to being alive! Besides he doesn't mean it! He's happy he's alive! Just look at him!

SentiBaissier: (screams) KILL MEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

(SentiBaissier launches himself towards the two superheroes, who both step aside as the sentimonster misses both of them and starts leaping off the Eiffel Tower and heads towards the city.)

Chat Noir: Uh, we should probably go after that thing....

Paon Saphir: (unfazed) Nah, he's fine. It's fine....

(The sound of a crash is heard off in the distance along with the panicked screams of several civilians.)

SentiBaissier: (screams) KILL MEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

Paon Saphir: (not as confident) It's fiiiinnnneeee...?

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Yeah, so that's what would happen if Noelle was given the miraculous of the peacock. A miraculous that allows the user to bring a creature to life manifested by emotions. Probably not the best fit for Noelle. Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed this. I plan on doing more scenarios like this with my other OCs. If you have any specific miraculous scenario requests, feel free to let me know. Please share your thoughts and opinions on what you think about these "what if" type scenarios.

@nerd-chocolate @artzychic27 @andromeda612 @princessbutterflysposts @imsparky2002 @msweebyness

[the1920sisntaphasemom]

I'm sensing a library patten here

ehehehehe Im gonna tackle a kay in a library

which of them d'you think I'd get along with best

-wisteria

Naturally ya would get along with Goblin, she'd drag ya ta the woods an show ya all the fay rings an hag stones she's found an yall might get kidnapped by a fae but it's fiiiinnnneeee.

Of course Kay, big sis energy all the way an is willin ta cause a bit of chaos. But is probably also the one carryin yall outta the woods after ya an Goblin accidentally summoned somethin.

[corrupted-solar-au]

Fiiiinnnneeee! I’ll go grab the pillows

*walks off to grab the pillow*

Eclipse: what do you need a pillow actually?

[ratsoh-writes]

i think nicky would be sad if you killed honey lol

Fiiiinnnneeee @vrnicky who should I kill today

@scienceisfood pop is not off the table yet

[not-a-professor]

Fiiiinnnneeee

At least give the man a hickey so he doesn't get out done.

How?? I don’t have any good openings

[panfluidme]

Part Eleven

Master Post, Part Ten

Dolores and Félix led Mirabel back to Camilo and Pepa. Dolores gently held onto Mirabel's hand as they walked.

The hand holding helped Mirabel trust Dolores a little more.

They soon arrived to the place they left Camilo and Pepa. Camilo was sitting, pouting as he held his broken arm.

Pepa was looking at her son worriedly when she heard movement coming from some bushes near them. She looked over as her daughter, husband, and niece emerged from the bushes.

Camilo noticed Mirabel and his face lit up. He immediately tried to stand up and give her a hug.

Pepa put her hand on Camilo's shoulder, shaking her head, silently telling him to take it easy.

Pepa then looked at Mirabel, sensing something was off.

Mirabel didn't seem to recognize either her or her son.

"Okay, so good news is that we found her." Dolores started, looking over at Mirabel before looking back at her mother. "Bad news is that she has amnesia and doesn't remember any of us or even what her own name is."

Mirabel looked over at Camilo. He didn't look too good. He clearly had both a broken arm and a broken foot. She didn't know who he was, but she was still worried about him.

Camilo frowned. "Oh."

"Sí, but we'll help her remember," Félix's tone was soft, yet determined.

Pepa looked at Mirabel worriedly, noticing the dried blood.

Mirabel continued to look at Camilo, then looked at the rest of the group and back at Camilo, finally deciding to speak up, a little anxiously, "uhm, yeah, I may not know you, but, uhm, are you okay?"

Camilo saddened a little then nodded. "Sí. I'm fine."

"Oh, okay, I was just checking." Mirabel smiled warmly at him.

He nodded and tried to stand up again. "Are you okay?"

"Me? Oh, I'm fine. You know, besides not remembering who I am or who any of you are. And my head hurts a little." She rubbed the spot with the dried blood again. "But I'm fine!"

Camilo frowned then slowly nodded. "I'm here if you need help."

"Thanks, but I think I'm okay." Mirabel smiled at him.

"Okay..."

"We better get home to get these two some help." Dolores pointed out.

"I'm fine, Dolores." Camilo finally stood up then bit back a wince. "See? I'm standing."

Dolores put her hand on Camilo's shoulder. "Let's go home."

She looked over at her mother, who nodded.

Félix also nodded. "I can carry Camilo."

"What? Noooo. I can walk myself."

"I really don't think that's a good idea, mi hijo." Pepa said to Camilo. "As soon as we get back home, your tía Julieta can heal your ankle and arm, but until then, you really should not be putting any pressure on that ankle."

"But I'm fine!"

"Camilo."

"What?"

"You aren't walking, end of the discussion."

Mirabel felt like she should say something, but decided to stay out of it.

"Camilo, just... please? We'll be back home soon and Tía Julieta can heal your arm and ankle." Dolores said.

"I'm fine!"

Mirabel decided to speak up finally, "maybe you should listen to them..." She then added on quickly, feeling as though she shouldn't be invading in their conversation, "I mean, I don't want to tell you what to do, this isn't my place to speak."

"It's okay, Mira. Camilo just needs to listen."

"I'm fine," Camilo repeated and stomped his broken foot before wincing in pain. "I'm fiiiinnnneeee."

"I- sorry to jump in here again, but uh, you don't seem fine." Mirabel said.

Camilo frowned then shrugged. "I've gotten hurt way worse than this."

"That may be true, but you still shouldn't put too much pressure on that ankle." Mirabel pointed out, feeling a bit more comfortable speaking. "It isn't looking great, and it's only going to get worse if you continue to walk on it."

"I've been standing on it all day..."

"Exactly, which means it's just gonna worse from here." Mirabel said. "But again, this seems like a family issue. Don't mind me." She took a slight step back.

"You are family."

"Oh, I am?" She took a slight step forward again.

Camilo nodded. "Sí."

"Camilo, what do you mean that you've gotten hurt worse than this?"

"Yeah, can we go back to that please?" Pepa spoke up.

"Uhhhh. It's nothing?"

"No, no, no, let's backtrack here. What do you mean you have gotten hurt worse?" Pepa insisted.

"Uhmmm. We should really get home."

"Okay, you know what? We'll drop it for now, if you let your father carry you home and don't put any pressure on that foot." Pepa negotiated.

"I can walk myself."

"Camilo. You cannot walk on that foot. End of discussion." Pepa said.

"But-"

"Your mother said end of discussion."

"Can we go home now?" Dolores asked, getting just the slightest bit impatient.

Dolores gently grabbed onto Mirabel's hand again, just for extra measure. She was sure Mirabel could walk up and down the mountain by herself without the extra support, but Dolores didn't want to take the chance of possibly losing her cousin again.

The five walked mostly in silence, minus a few pouting sounds from Camilo.

Part Twelve