#geez its like

[rainblescake]

im just gonna drop some shipwrecked/hi-09 animations i made here hope yall dont mind

[betweenblackberrybranches]

Encounter in the moonlight part 3

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In which Y/N finally gets to do their job and the old one gets concerningly giddy...

Moon is too shaken to actually fight back again after they get out of the communication space, going straight for grabbing y/n & getting outta there

[cyberpunkaddict]

[noodleshark]

"We need more flawed/evil female characters" Some of you people can't even handle Izutsumi

[mochindayo]

I originally drew this for a gift for a friend but then snzfcker brain was like what if

And I think— too much tbh I should just stop thinking sometimes but— pretend he’s allergic here. the blush I gave him specifically for snzblr on his nose and eyes are because he’s allergic (that part I actually did. I just want to pretend that there was snz intention behind this original piece before I started thinking)

“En-ehHe–njoying the sh-show? HaHhh…,” Sylus’ breath caught again, even through his helplessly sneezy expression, you could see that mischievous, all-knowing look in his eyes. You felt like your face was on fire now. How sweet of him really, to indulge in your little fantasies. All you could do was dumbly nod.  --ficlet under the cut--

I wrote a short piece to go with it! ~800 words CW: Sneezing (duh), MC gets called Kitten..., hitching breaths, mentions of spray (not too graphic though), suggestive intentions/thoughts

Sylus set the bouquet of roses on the table, their deep red petals brushing against his fingers. He cast a knowing glance toward you, a soft smile tugging at the corner of his lips as your eyes lit up at the sight.

“Do you like them?” A mischievous glint flickered through his eyes. 

“They’re beautiful, Sylus. But, why? You didn’t have to–”

“I know,” he interrupted, leaning against the counter. “But I wanted to.” He watched as you stepped towards him and the bouquet with excitement in your step. You reached out to arrange the roses, smelling them as you shifted them around.

A faint tickle started to prickle in his nose, almost as if the flowers were offended by their handling. Sylus sniffled sharply, fighting back the sensation. It wasn’t quite time yet.

“So,” he started, his voice steady despite the itch blossoming in the back of his sinuses, “did you notice anything special about them?”

You tilted your head, you hadn’t really thought too deeply into the significant meaning behind them. “Special?”

Sylus leaned in over you, pinning you between the counter and himself, with the bouquet of roses in between the two of you as you still held them. He took a sharp sniffle once again. You swore you saw his breath catch for a moment. Why– ohhh…

“Flowers always have something…special about them, don’t you think?”

Another subtle sniffle came from him. He knew, didn't he? 

“Take these roses, for example,” he continued, leaning in to take a deep inhale of the warm scent the roses gave. “Beautiful, romantic, fragrant….” His voice trailed off, and for a second, his eyes seemed to glaze over, his chest rising with a stuttered inhale. “...and utterly potent.”

“Potent?” You tilted your head in feigned confusion. 

Sylus chuckled, low and soft that sent shivers down your spine. “Mhm. Potent. Aromatic. Perfumed. Whatever word fancies you.” 

You hesitated, feeling your cheeks warm under his intense gaze. “I-I guess… aromatic works,” you manage, your voice just barely above a whisper. Sylus once again chuckled. Oh how you always humored him. He wasn’t expecting you to actually pick a word. 

“Aromatic,” he echoed, tilting his head slightly as if testing the word. “Fitting, isn’t it? Though perhaps…hHeh’hh..” His voice faltered for a split second, breath hitching as his nostrils flared briefly. He sniffled once again, recovering with an almost seamless grace. Damn this in control man. Now he’s just pretending he’s fine. 

Sylus’ breath caught again. “hhehH– Oh yes, v-very arohH–aromatic–...ehH’HehHGT–...hhh….” You could see him beginning to come undone. You watched him with an intense gaze, your heart pounding in your chest. 

The way his breath began hitching and his words stumbled out sent a flutter through your lower abdomen. “Sylus…” you murmured, your voice soft, your gaze entranced. “Are you–”

He raised a hand to stop you, his usual expression was now replaced with a look of desperation to sneeze. “W-hHih–watch…hehHh–,” even through hitching breaths, his voice was commanding. And Hot. 

“ahHhh…heH’RGShh–uhh! HhH…hehh…hh’RRShhh-uhh!” The sneezes burst out of him, water the roses in between both of you. You could feel the mist even if the roses took the brunt of the spray. He straightened slowly, sniffing harshly as his gaze locked back on you. Gods, you wanted to take this man here and now. He knew exactly what he was doing to you. His allergic gaze stole your words as all you could do was stare in hunger at him. 

Sylus scrubbed harshly at his nose with the back of his hand. You could hear the congestion clicking as he rubbed back and forth. 

“En-ehHe–njoying the sh-show? HaHhh…,” Sylus’ breath caught again, even through his helplessly sneezy expression, you could see that mischievous, all-knowing look in his eyes. You felt like your face was on fire now. How sweet of him really, to indulge in your little fantasies. All you could do was dumbly nod. 

He chuckled shortly before his breath was stolen into another fit of hitches. One, two, three deep inhales before... “hh’GRRSSCHhh’uuhh! Hhh’RRSHHhhuhhh! hehH’RGshh–h’RRsh–ah’GTshh!” 

“Damn…hh–hHh’heh…roses,” he sniffed, his voice rough with congestion, though the teasing lilt in his tone remained. You knew he wasn’t stopping for as long as he was standing right over top of these flowers. His sneezes were beginning to grow more desperate and rapid. 

“Sylus, you don’t have to–”

“Kitten, don’t w-worhH’GTshh! Don’t worry–hh’RGShh–uhh! aheh..hh.eh….” Wow he was still trying to talk through it. Not that you minded of course. Honestly it just made him even hotter. That’s it, you couldn’t take it anymore–

While he was preoccupied with his nose, you took his hand, leading him into the bedroom, bouquet still in your other hand. He continued to sneeze for the whole 10 foot journey to the bedroom. This was going to be a fun night. 

[my-brain-soup]

"You can't keep calling this charecter gay, he canonically dates only women!"

I'm calling this charecter gay FOR those women. Have you seen how he treats them? No woman deserves to be in a relationship with him, do you hate women or something?

Just let him go date his best friend!!! (who this also applies to)

[allimili]

Being all knowing also has its downfalls.

[1captainjordan4]

Pb&J <3!!

[pummelingbat]

put together a condensed timeline of my 2023 Herberts... it's honestly kind of daunting, ahaha. my beautiful muse... guide me into 2024 on angel's wings.......

[eats-a-berry]

rarepair on side, rarepair on side!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

He's the biggest kid here. Large and In Charge.

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[skywalkr-nberrie]

Umm…

Yeah so a funny little thing happened today 😂 I saw that an Ob*k*n shipper took a SS to one of my comments on another Anidala post where I’m talking about how Anidala isn’t toxic nor problematic (the person also thinks Anakin killed Padmé, and that Anakin was a teen when he got married instead of an adult… lol okay..?) and they went on about how “going into the Padmé Amidala tag is one of the funniest experiences.” as if posting my comment with that caption would somehow magically make what I said seem wrong… (I don’t get it, are you trying your hand at gaslighting or something??.)

Yeah… so I don’t know how to tell you and your other buddies this, but it actually takes reading comprehension in being able to recognize that Anakin and Padmé are neither “toxic” nor “problematic” in the bigger picture. It’s the correct way, actually the only way to view their relationship because they’re supposed to replicate a classical Shakespearean tragic love story (Star-Crossed-Lovers for the umpteenth time.) This is exactly why I talk about the importance of understanding narratives, themes, metaphors, symbolism, and having media literacy. Anidala are the exception not the rule, if you choose to view them as a typical couple from modern day media instead of a grand love story from a galaxy far far away, then that’s on you.

Anyways tho, they’ll never make Anidala problematic 🤷🏾‍♀️

[heckitall]

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[daily-hanamura]

[tiedsh0es]

Animator vs Animation 3D models cuz I cant draw them LOL

[fauvester]

have been chewing on the idea that it looks like danny's ghost injuries mostly heal when he goes back to being human (other than maybe exhaustion) whereas manny's el tigre injuries stick around when he's not el tigre anymore. thinking about danny coming to the horrified realization that everything that happens to el tigre sticks around for manny. he has seen him get slammed into buildings at 100 mph. hes heard every bone in his body break. manny. MANNY