#Original Net Animation

[drzewobojczyni]

"You have to save yourself first"

Fanart of the amazing web anime "Artiswitch", the last episode hit me right in the solar plexus.

If you haven't watched it yet, you can do so on Youtube (remember to turn on the captions)

DeviantArt

[otakunoculture]

A Time of Eve is Set For Dec 10, 2024! Thankfully, That's Not the Final Countdown.

The countdown is on for Time of Eve's (re)release in North America! This #anime was released back in 2008 and the themes explored is just as relevant today in regards to #artificialintellgence #trust #robots. This bluray @mediaocd and @animeigo has a new feature! #review and info at:

Available to pre-order directly from MediaOCD or Amazon USA Release Date: December 10th. A Time of Eve may well be a spiritual precursor to other movies where androids are everywhere. Some look ready to upset the status quo. And like those tales like Blade Runner or even I, Robot where action and theosophy are intertwined, here, two teenagers are curious about a message found in their robot’s…

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

[starmilkman]

I recently finished an animated series pitch for my senior thesis. It has a long way to go, but I think the journey starts here and I'd love to start gaining a little momentum...

What Christian Values is about a closeted transgender man split between two worlds and an old friend determined to unite them...

This series will grapple with body dysmorphia, strained friendships, and Catholic guilt.

If this excites you then check back for more sneak peeks as I continue to develop the characters and world!

[pleasecatchforusthefoxes]

having stuff on my walls again has been such a mood booster no wonder i was depressed i was living in an empty room!!! now that i am actually unpacking i'm like =D

[kohotobyo]

Old one.

[flufflecat]

roxies decided that the book of bill makes a very comfy napping spot

[blogonart]

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[pa-pa-plasma]

it's really funny in a bad way to me how there will be a post with blatant misinformation on it & the comments & reblogs are full of "actually this is misinfo" & there will still be people writing in the tags & comments (literally purposefully not reading the explanations to do so even) to be like "whoa...... the mroe you know.... amazing" like what does a bitch have to do around here to get people to not immediately believe bullshit & look into whether it's real themself in even the most bare minimum way!!!

[vreblogs]

:OO

Mini-Nene + Hanako and Tsukasa

Bonus:

[homeofthelonelywriter]

The boys still couldn’t believe it. They had just taken down Makarov, Johnny barely surviving it, and now they were somewhere in America, in a beach house with a strip of private beach. All curtesy of Kate, apparently it belonged to her family but was hardly used, so the boys using it was a welcome change.

They had been uncertain if they wanted to accept the (paid for) vacation, but after they all finally got released from the hospital, Price decided it was time for a break and some relaxation. So, they packed their bags and flew to the States. Kate had given them a brief introduction on what was where over the phone and the excitement grew, especially when she mentioned that there was scuba diving equipment.

So, the moment they arrived, after quickly dumping their stuff in the entry way and changing, they grabbed the equipment and set out into the waters. Even Simon couldn’t suppress a small smile or hide his excitement. At first, they stayed fairly close to the surface, but after Johnny saw a colorful fish he wanted to follow, they continued on into deeper waters. And that was when they heard it.

At first, it sounded like a wounded animal, but nothing like anything they had heard before. Either way, a sudden protectiveness coursed through them as they followed the sound to the source. And then they saw it. Or rather her. You.

Your tail had gotten stuck in an abandoned fishing net and you couldn’t get out. Originally, you had tried to reach your people with your cries, but no one came. Well, except for these four men suddenly in front of you. The few encounters you had with humans so far, had never ended well, so no one could blame you when you shrunk back in fear, reaching for the dagger that usually rested in its sheath on your hip, but you had lost it when you tried to free yourself earlier.

The men and you starred at each other for a few moments, before one of them approached. Immediately you tried to swim away, momentarily forgetting about the net, but you were immediately pulled back as the rope cut into your scales. A pained wail escaped you, as blood slowly seeped into the water. The man quickly raised his hands, before slowly gesturing to the net and then to his thigh, where you could see a small knife. You could see his eyebrows raise, as if asking for permission, and you slowly nodded, hoping that they would just let you go afterwards.

He mirrored your nod, before slowly approaching you and taking out his knife. With precision that was unknown to you, he cut through the rope until you were free. Out of reflex, you darted away, your tail swishing hard enough to send the man back a bit, making him loose his grip on the knife and you watched as it disappeared into the darkness. You glanced back at the four, before diving into the darkness, after the knife. Along with it, you found your dagger, which you put back in its place, before swimming back up, just to see the four still there, as if they hadn’t moved. Slowly, you swam up to the man who freed you and held out the knife with both hands, a small smile gracing your lips.

He took it from you, nodding in thanks. After one more glance over all of them, you turned around and swam back to your home, taking a few detours in case they were following you. But when you came to rest later that day, you mind stayed with the men. No matter what you did, you couldn’t stop thinking about them. And little did you know that they had the exact same problem.

Pt. 2 Pt. 3

A/N: Inspired by a post by @beloveds-embrace. Should I continue this?

[slytherinshua]

✎　 STUBBORNLY, PATIENTLY 　( 윤가민 )

genre hurt/comfort , yoon gamin x fem!reader   cw spoilers for study group up to episode 8 , the fic takes place during the events of/references events of ep 8 , not proofread   wc 1475   request for @lexeees and @candewlsy   note slytherinshua kdrama fic era is back too 😼😼😼 i always pull through for my man minhyun and i love study group hehe (i rly need to watch the last few eps lmao)   net @kstrucknet

“Shit. We’d be having endless meat at a buffet if we went with the plan.” 

You could recognize Jiwu’s annoyed tone from halfway across the Earth. 

“Sorry.”

“It’s okay, it’s fine— the owner said he planned to get a new machine.”

Jun, who somehow took the role of the mediator in more situations than you originally thought possible for the red-haired boy.

“Gochujang, you’re actually the one to blame!” Your eyes drifted to the window of the convenience store, watching Jiwu’s arm fly out to point an accusatory finger at Jun. “Why did you have to be so stubborn?”

Their voices muffled from your ears as your gaze shifted to the left, seeing the figure of your boyfriend slumped over the table. You predicted he might be feeling down today. Last year after exams, he spent the day in his room, not answering your calls. If you were lucky, you’d get a reply to a text, but the occurrences were about as rare as the correct answers on his test. You often schemed with his mother on how to cheer him up, as you both hated to see him in that state. Often the only solution was waiting it out, especially when he refused to open his bedroom door. 

This year, however, was different than previous ones. Not only did Gamin have even higher expectations for himself coming into the exam, but he was also surrounded by friends who didn’t quite understand the pressures Gamin put on himself yet. As his expectations climbed higher, he also had a steeper way down to fall when they were crushed yet again. He needed something to ground him— and that wasn’t going to happen surrounded by the loud voices of Jun and Jiwu bickering. 

The chime of the convenience store bell caught the attention of Sehyeon and Heewon, but the noise wasn’t loud enough to break the dark fog that was clouding Gamin’s head. Your touch usually did the trick, though. 

“Hey. Was wondering where you guys might be after exams ended,” you said with a smile, addressing the rest of the group as your hand moved to your boyfriend’s shoulder. He looked up at you, a million thoughts swirling behind those glasses. 

“You should’ve come with us, Y/n! We went to the arcade and—” 

Heewon’s cheery voice was cut by Jun’s interruption. 

“—Gamin absolutely plundered the strength machine, but it was my fault—” 

“That all sounds fun, but there was no getting around my part time job today.” Your explanation earned a chorus of hums and nods. Apart from studying with the group, you also worked part time at an animal shelter, caring for stray kittens. Heewon had begged for you to take her to see them sometime soon, and you were fairly sure Sehyeon would want to tag along as well. Everything had just been so hectic leading up to exams that you could barely find time in your schedule. 

However, when it came to your boyfriend, you could always find time. And it was clear that Gamin needed some of it today. 

“Gamin, let’s go back to my house. You can sleep over tonight. I already told your mom,” you whispered into his ear, hand soothingly rubbing circles on his back. He gave you a curt nod, the saddened expression on his face still not wavering. 

“We’ll catch you guys tomorrow, okay?” You helped your boyfriend up and led him out of the store, waving a quick goodbye to your friends.

The walk back to your apartment was silent. You held onto Gamin’s hand tightly as you thought of ways to make him feel better. You’d given him the same talk time and time again. He knew how important he was to you, that he had value in your eyes no matter what he did. But, to him, having his hard work give him the same underwhelming results year after year ate away at his motivation. It would be tiring for anyone. Sometimes you weren’t even sure how he still bounced back days later. 

Your apartment always smelled comforting to Gamin. Hours had been spent here together— studying, talking, laughing, kissing. There was something freeing about hanging out at your house, like it was hidden away from the rest of the world. You lived alone, and it was nice to get out of the way of the adults sometimes. 

The same routine fell into place the moment Gamin stepped inside the door. He didn’t have to think hard for his legs to lead him to your bedroom, or for his body to fall onto your bed. Your familiar ceiling allowed some of the most comforting memories to flood back to his brain. The first time he saw you, or your first kiss. Every time he had been there to comfort you, and every time you had helped him study. 

You soon joined him, laying down right next to him, your head resting on your outstretched arm and your eyes gazing at him with concern. You wondered what was going through his mind at the moment as his body lay completely still and soft even breaths escaped his slightly parted lips. The silence was gentle but delicate. At any moment it would crack and things would break. You could sense it. But you waited until it was time, hoping that now the little action of seeing your face and feeling the comfort of your soft mattress would be enough to start working away at the storm the day had rained down on him.

“Gamin,” your utterance was barely above a whisper. His eyes glanced at you and then settled back up at the ceiling. If he looked at you for too long, he was sure his resolve would break. “I love you. Remember what I said? A big change will happen eventually. Just be steady.”

Sometimes you felt like you were repeating the same words over and over again, unsure if they would really help him. But you would never give up on him. You’d always be right by his side, being his comfort, being his strength when he gave out. 

“I know you. You’re so patient, Gamin.” At the call of his name for the second time your fingers brushed his wrist. Hands finding each other once again and all at once his persistence fell.

Gamin never cried. It was almost unnatural to him. Every hardship had to be faced with a smile and unbreaking tenacity. He couldn’t pinpoint the last time he had truly cried. Not that he hadn’t struggled or felt pain or felt like giving up. But rarely were the circumstances so that he felt comfortable enough to do it. Only with you. Only when you were the sole person there to see him. 

His tears rolled down the side of his cheek slowly. He was still quiet through it all. The only sign being his grip on your hand tightening, almost desperately wanting to hold you closer. 

You often watched your boyfriend, observing his eyes or his lips or his hands as he focused on something. His quirks and motions kept pulling you in. You didn’t know it was possible to be so mesmerized by a single person before you met Gamin. His determination, his drive, his resilience— there was so much about him that was admirable if you looked beneath the surface. Yet he had always been ignored and pushed aside for his grades and intelligence in school. He was dropped into a box that didn’t fit him, confined to a space that only restricted him further. But Gamin loved studying; he loved learning. It was something no one could take away from him, even as the world beat down on his back, testing to see when he would give up and finally stop trying. 

But he wouldn’t. Gamin’s stubbornness was both his strength and weakness. It hurt, but it made him who he was. 

As he wept silently in your arms, melting ever closer to your embrace, you could only feel pride simmering in you at his hard work. His effort would pay off in due time. You knew it would. For now, he would have to continue being patient, lingering at the feeling of the sweet kisses you gave him as comfort until a day when he felt a bit stronger to stand on his own. 

As his tears dried and quick soft kisses were pressed to his warm skin and lips that he could barely muster the energy to reciprocate, he tried to smile. Tried. Moments like these were usually something he enjoyed. Quiet comfort with you holding him so close. But it was still hard to ignore the sickening lurch in his stomach from anxiety at the thought of exam results. It seemed like this time of the year would never get easier for him. 

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[xenosagaepisodeone]

[moving in a two-frame flapping mouth animation because I am in a no-budget ONA] I better see some small juicy apples when I land in Minnie Appleis 🤨

TRANSLATOR'S NOTE: "Minneapolis" is derived from the Dakota term "mni" which means "water", therefore the emphasis on "juicy" is intended as further wordplay

DIRECTOR'S COMMENTARY: We thought the simplicity of the joke would be a hit with the audience, but it was only after the scene had been animated that we noticed a fatal flaw: the "polis" of "Minneapolis" translates to "city"...indicating that she was going to "the city of small juicy apples". "Why would she not expect to see small juicy apples in the city of small juicy apples?" Takagawa-san had asked me....perhaps the lowest point of my career.

VOICE ACTRESS NHK VARIETY SHOW INTERVIEW: I was very grateful for this opportunity, it was the hardest, but most rewarding role I've ever had in my career. When it was over, I found myself heavily depressed, but my fans cheering me on across the net inspired me to keep going.

MANGA ADAPTATION BY THIRD RATE ARTIST/WRITER COMBO: [capturing none of the original's flare] Wa-ha~! I hope I get to eat big Red apples in Minneapolis

ALIEXPRESS KNOCK OFF FIGURE SALES PAGE: ANIME MANGA NET ANIMATION ORIGINAL NET ANIMATION GIRL BLOG MINNEAPOLIS AMERICA FIGURE FIGURINE MOE KAWAII 2023 NEW GOODSMILE PVC ATTACK ON TITAN JJK

[strawberry-pockii]

ψ(｀∇´)ψ leander next! vere's a silvertip shark! ramblings under cut

kuras' concept mhin's concept ais' concept leander's concept elyon's concept

silvertip shark:

will basically eat anything they can fit in their mouth, and are generally an aggressive species. he will get you if you come in the water and laugh about it if you give him the opportunity

almost arrogant and incredibly agile, silvertip sharks can easily outcompete and dominate other requiem sharks. similar to our favorite not quite monster fox

these sharks feed on eagle rays, and vere mistook mhin as a quick meal and met their stinger shortly after, hence the scar on his abdomen

HE'S TECHNICALLY A CAPTIVE SHARK! now tagged and collared by The Senobium Science Center, vere is a research animal that is constantly monitored and tracked.

Since the Senobium "owns" him, there is many a times he's fished out of the water and kept in holding tanks. originally, a bunch of divers found a distressed shark at the site of a shipwreck, wrapped up in netting and anchor lines. the Senobium has owned his ass ever since

somehow he keeps getting wrapped up in anchor line. he's gotten used to the extra weight while swimming, he's still incredibly quick

other possibilities: blacktip reef shark. i knew i wanted vere to be some type of shark, and i instantly though of the requiem sharks due to their size and general diet. blacktip reef sharks would. mimic the black tips on vere's tail and hair, though they're too timid of a species for vere, so i settled on the silvertip.

[dearru]

₊˚ෆ  thinking about how disgustingly in love you are with your boyfriend, hinata shoyo | wc: 952 | fluff (sfw) | gn!reader x ts!hinata shoyo | mlist

THE BRAZILIAN SUN beats down on your back, beads of sweat dripping down your swimsuit-clad skin. Your bare feet carry you along the familiar sand-lined path of your local beach, and you pay no mind to how they burn under the hot ground. 

When you reach the end of the walkway, you spot your boyfriend, Hinata Shoyo. He’s by the volleyball nets, as always. And you can tell he’s just finished a match from how his chest heaves and eyes blaze with a resolute glow. 

You laugh. He’ll stay out here all night if you don’t steal him away now. 

“Sho!” you call, waving as you jog toward him. 

He looks up, face flushed a brilliant scarlet, and it reminds you of the tomatoes you spent ages slicing for dinner last night. You two had originally planned on going out, you’d even chosen a place, but the thought of that disappeared once Shoyo burst into your shared apartment with tousled hair and hands full of burstingly ripe fruit. 

You smile at the memory. If you focus hard enough, you can still taste the vibrant flavors of the salad you made just for him– the crunchy hearts of palm, the sharp, tangy vinaigrette. You can still feel Shoyo’s nearness, see his lovestruck gaze from across the table, smell his sun-stained hair. 

He made you glad you stayed in. He made your sore fingers worth it. 

“Hey!” he beams, still presumably breathless from playing, “I thought you had work today.” 

“I called out.” 

He hums, mouth making an animated ‘o’ shape. Behind you, you hear a resonant whistle echo across the courts. Another match is starting. Shoyo twitches at the sound. You bite back a laugh. 

There’s something about being around him that makes you incapable of not smiling. It’s like his secret superpower. 

“Got any time for me today?” you ask, cheeks already aching.

You gasp when he swoops you up into his arms, capturing your lips in a warm kiss. The scent of the aloe vera you’d rubbed on his sunburns this morning tickles your nose and sends heat through you. 

His touch is a thousand times hotter than any Brazilian summer. 

He pulls away too soon. The loss of feeling has you aching for more, and you know he can tell from how his head reels back with laughter. 

“I always have time for you,” he grins, his thumb brushing a stray eyelash from your face. 

It’s not long before you two are lying out across the sun-warmed sand, your hands tracing Shoyo’s hair with soft affection as he rests between your plush thighs. You sigh, gazing out to admire the picturesque horizon. The sun lumbers in the distance, slowly casting brilliant orange hues across the sandy landscape. Waves from the endless ocean crash in the background, and you hum in contentment. 

You could stay here forever.  

Eventually, your eyes lead back to Shoyo, who’s stretched out on you like a lazy golden retriever, tucked comfortably in your grasp. You cherish the calm still of this moment, using it to marvel at his handsome features. His azure tank top lines his rigid frame perfectly, revealing all his strong lines and tanned skin. It makes your heart swell. 

You can’t believe he’s yours. 

“Hey,” you murmur, biting back a smile, “I got you something.” 

His ears perk with curiosity, “You did?”

You nod, lips twitching up. “Close your eyes and hold out your hands.”

He doesn’t hesitate. With the enthusiasm of a child waiting for a surprise, he springs up from your lap and spins around to face you. His eyes squeeze shut, body practically buzzing with excitement. 

You go to fish the object out of your bag, and your fingers wrap around a braided leather necklace tucked at the bottom. As you bring it out, you’re suddenly all too aware of how simple the piece is. The cheap beads and thin fabric don’t seem worthy of his infectious glee.

“Uh– it’s not much, but I saw it and thought of you,” you say sheepishly, tenderly pressing the jewelry into his palms. 

He opens his eyes, glancing down at the necklace. For a moment, he pauses. You swallow hard, breath catching.

Then, he laughs. 

“I love it!” he exclaims, surging forward to attack you with kisses. “You always give the best gifts.” 

You bite your cheek, face warming. “It’s just something I got from a street vendor. I’ll get you something better later–”

“No,” he shakes his head, “This is perfect.” 

“I’m glad you like it, Sho,” you smile, relief spreading across your body.

You gesture for him to turn around, and he obeys right away. Your fingers brush the nape of his neck as you clasp the necklace around his skin, your lingering touch soft and gentle. 

“Thanks,” he sighs, still facing the sun but now tilting his head back to look at you. 

He stares at you with a sudden intensity that makes you shiver, eyes boring into yours. It’s filled with a revere that steals your breath away. It’s the same look he gives you before you share a meal together, or when you’re curled under the covers about to turn in for the night. It’s a look he reserves only for you.  

“I love you,” he says, voice low and dripping with sincerity. 

Your chest floods with emotion, so full it hurts. You’re overwhelmed by how much being with Shoyo makes you feel. He always manages to make your heart tug with a powerful ache. His simple devotion and unwavering joy fills you with a thirst for more. He makes you want more. Always. 

But you’ll settle with watching the sunset together for now.

“I love you, too.” 

–a/n: i love you hinata shoyo. happy birthday.

[webtomo]

While I am optimistic about Tomodachi Life: Living The Dream and will probably be buying it and playing it regardless of anything, there are a few things that kinda potentially concern me about the game. I assume most of these will be addressed at some point in the future, but I want to run through them real quick.

1 - The "New Horizons" problem.

Though I did play a lot of New Horizons when it came out and did thoroughly enjoy it, it is undeniable that the game is held back by a number of flaws. Most notably, the fact that they significantly stripped back a number of features (especially near the time of release) as well as the general "softening" of the game. Now, don't get me wrong, New Horizons is far from a bad game. But many things sort of hold me back from considering it the definitive Animal Crossing experience, especially after coming off of New Leaf/Welcome Amiibo. I do really enjoy the customization of the game, but in many ways it almost feels like they had forgone things like villagers personalities and their autonomy in order to make that happen. Not to mention the fact that many key elements of the series were not in the game at all at launch, and were instead added in later updates. I am hoping that at the very least, the team behind Living The Dream will be able to learn from the negative aspects of New Horizons. Tomodachi Life is a series that, in part, is made by the randomness of every social interaction and is way more heavily focused on social interaction than Animal Crossing as a whole is. So with that in mind, I do hope that they don't entirely drop the ball in that regard and can present us with something interesting. Another big aspect of Tomodachi Life is relationships and the drama that the islanders get themselves into, so I hope that they allow for those things to continue to be relevant in this entry without dampening the personalities of the islanders.

2 - Gay Marriage.

I think most people know about this by now, but back when Tomodachi Life originally came out a controversy sprung about, named the Miiquality movement. This movement was centered around making Nintendo acknowledge and allow gay couples to exist in Tomodachi Life, since it was one of the only games in the life simulation genre to not allow it. Nintendo responded by claiming that they would promise to include it in a potential sequel, since it was too late for them to change anything in the original Tomodachi Life for 3DS. Now, this is a net good thing, and I and many other have been asking for this for a long time. However, I am somewhat worried that for whatever reason, they do something to work around the gay marriage thing. It honestly would probably be kind of stupid for them to do this, but I can very easily picture a reality where they forgo the entire existing relationship system and replace it with something else, maybe something like the Miitopia system or something. But honestly, at that point, it would just be easier to allow gay marriage outright since the Miitopia relationship system was the reason that game was marked as an 18+ title in Russia and Nintendo seemingly had no issues with releasing the game there despite it. Nowadays, we live in 2025. There is no reason for them to not include it at this point. Tomodachi Life for 3DS released in 2013 in Japan and 2014 everywhere else, which predated the legalization of gay marriage in the United States and a number of other places in which the game released, and is still not fully legal to this day in Japan (but is pretty close to potential legalization at the time of writing). Nowadays, Nintendo seems more open to the idea of having visibly queer characters in their games, for instance the Fire Emblem series allows you to be gay in most of their modern releases. Just last year, the Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door remake officially canonized trans Vivian, so I do think the option is still on the table.

3 - Scale and design.

The trailer we have seen shows some already significant design changes in this game compared to the previous two, which honestly I do think looks decent and I have positive thoughts on the art direction as a whole. However with any big new changes, there are bound to be some rough points. The flatness of the island we have seen is a little weird, which I assume may be related to a potential building feature, in which case is fine, but in many ways honestly feels like a visual downgrade from the 3DS version. Albeit we have not seen too much so far regarding the appearance of the island, and if island customization is a thing then that could potentially negate that issue entirely. However, a bigger concern of mine is the scale of the island itself. I am somewhat worried now that since each islander is living in a little cabin instead of an apartment, that the amount of Miis you are able to add will be limited. This isn't entirely a deal breaker necessarily, however I think most people would agree that it would be extremely disappointing if the game forces you to limit the amount of people on your island arbitrarily. I think if they were to cut down the amount of Miis per island, a reasonable minimum should be at least 50. Ideally I would prefer if the cap of 100 Miis was still a thing, since its a pretty reasonable number and I would be happy if they even allowed for more than that. Though if they do decide to limit the islanders to a smaller number, then I think it would honestly kill a lot of the hype for this game, since a big aspect of Tomodachi Life is the broadness of interactions possible between many islanders at a time. The Switch is more powerful than the 3DS so I am hoping they at least have some way around this issue, but the Switch isn't necessarily a powerhouse to begin with, so we will see how that pans out.

With all of that being said, I am still very excited for this game. I imagine future news will address some of these issues, but for now I guess we will just have to wait and see what happens. I will continue to post more about Living The Dream as more news presents itself.