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Detective Pikachu.
djackalope
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If your Birthday is 12/31 your birthday is never next year. (source)
eyrecura
panic-at-the-exam-idkthisshit
no time for mansplaining, this place is gonna blow
actually, it’s going to collapse. the bombs are only there to break the supports and compromise the structural integrity of the building so much that it collapses on itself. you would need a much more powerful bomb to literally blow up the building from the inside out since most of the energy would just be absorbed by th
australet789
kingofthewilderwest
imagine miles’ dad is on his way home one night when he spots spiderman sitting by himself on the roof of a building
he looks small, and lonely, and fragile
and jefferson, who has a son around spiderman’s age, can’t ignore the impulse to make sure he’s okay
so he finds his way to spiderman’s perch and settles down next to him
they sit in silence for a long time, spiderman staring up at the moon in thoughtful silence
it’s almost five minutes before he finally speaks
“i was there, you know”
jefferson doesn’t understand
spiderman hugs his leg to his chest, resting his cheek on his knee as he turns his face to the officer sitting at his side
“when peter died,” he says by way of explanation, and his voice is wavering with the threat of tears. “i’d only had my powers for a day, and i was so scared. i had no idea what was happening to me. but then he showed up.”
jefferson is baffled, his whole world turned on its axis. somehow, he’d never thought about who spiderman had been before he was spiderman. there was a part of him that had just kind of assumed he’d been different from birth. a part of him had bought into the lie that spiderman was indestructible, that he had always known what he was doing and who he was.
“he said he’d teach me,” says spiderman, voice bitter with longing. “he promised he’d show me the ropes and be there for me when i needed him. and then he died.”
“i’m sorry you had to experience that,” says jefferson, because he doesn’t know what else to say. and it’s the most natural feeling in the world to reach out to the young hero and wrap him in a hug.
he fits in jefferson’s arms like he’s always belonged there, and in a moment of clarity, jefferson feels everything click into place
“i watched fisk kill him, and i didn’t do anything,” sobs the child in his arms, the child that jefferson would recognize anywhere, in any life. “it’s my fault he died. i killed spiderman”
“Oh miles,” he says, voice gentle as he reaches down to remove the mask from his son’s face so he can wipe his tears away with gentle fingers. “you didn’t kill spiderman. you brought him back to us.”
I see OP just wants to dehydrate me via crying huh
australet789
kingofthewilderwest
Look, creators need validation. Yeah, I preach the write for yourself, draw for yourself, CREATE for yourself, which is true. Everyone should create for themselves because it’s THEIR’S and it’ll always hold something special. Create what YOU need. BUT, creators still need the validation.
If someone is putting their creations out there for even 1 person to see, they need the validation that they are GOOD at what they’re doing. If they don’t get the validation, they will stop. Creativity, inspiration, and motivation will come to a halt because creators will no longer feel like people care about what they create. They may do it privately, sure, but YOU will never see any of it again because that validation is gone. That confidence to SHARE with you, is gone.
So, what I’m saying is that if you LIKE your favorite creator’s work whether that be writing, art, graphics, gifs, video edits, etc. you NEED to validate them otherwise you’ll stop seeing new creations. It takes 2 seconds to comment in the tags of a reblog. If you like what someone produced, TELL THEM.
unnamedsonicblog
sonia-the-hedgehog-2369
Forgot to post dis here oofs
But it’s something for me to brighten up a smile and i hope it gives you guys the reminder to feel happier too ♡
ruinedchildhood