#please pick him up

[kimaleart]

Just a lil storyboard animation. @naffeclipse's orca!Eclipse possessed my dream and this happened.

(song: source of savagery by sharax)

[thedragonboi]

@strange-aeons your boi

[sarin-somnisea]

being Such A Little Guy has downsides including not feeling included in the conversation. fortunately, there is a very easy way to fix this.

it is important you hold your Chilchuck at eye level every once in awhile.

[noodles-and-tea]

Back at it with my enchanted merthur shenanigans

[fluffyblue-multifandommess]

"Yagami Light as a youtuber would probably plagiarise" WRONG Yagami Light is insanely intelligent and looks down on literally every single other human person, he would rather stab himself in the eye than using the works of someone else - someone who can't be anything but beneath him. Pre-Death Note youtuber!Light would make long-ass videos about Everything Wrong With Society with completely unhinged takes about how xyz small innocuous thing is responsible for gang violence with numbers* to back it up.

"Light would plagiarise" get the fuck out of here.

*numbers which he completely twists to his own bias - without even knowing it because he thinks way too highly of himself

[multicolour-ink]

MARIO IS SO HAPPY TO SEE HIS BRO THAT HE JUST PICKS HIM UP IN PURE JOY 😭❤💚

And just look at his face after he puts Luigi down

"Aww come on bro I'm so happy to see you I just want to hug you a bit longer ❤"

[hqbeatles]

[nevermeyers]

I find it very realistic that Megumi wants to try to live for someone else again instead of for himself directly. I mean it. It will take him a long time to recover from what he has suffered, which was too much for a child (because he is still a child!!). At first I thought Megumi was going to pick himself up, but looking at it from another perspective and analyzing my own experience with mental health: it makes sense. Megumi needs help. And he will get it. Yuuji and his friends will teach him to live for himself. The ending of Megumi's character is a new beginning, unlike the others.

Btw, did y'all notice his scars are Sukuna's? The way i'd kms on the spot, poor boy :( he's going to live with the curse of remembering every time he looks on the mirror

[laismoura-art]

Charlie: Dads? I'm Bisexual

Lúcifer: Oh, Bisexual? I thought I named you Charlotte! :D

Alastor: Ugh! Really? And you dare call yourself a father! Allow me to show you how it's done!

Alastor: Hi, Bisexual! I'm Aroace, pleasure to make you acquaintances! >:D

Charlie:

Charlie: I think I'll go back to bed, proud of you, Al...

Poor Charlie is stuck in a eternal loop of dad jokes. Save her!

@mikka-minns ? May I tempt you with some Queerplatonic Radioapple being cringe co-parents to Charlie?👀👀

@madamealtruist

[bathylychnops]

jenniferrrrr the strugglerrr

(like right before he faked his deathhh ouu superhero spiralling into insanity & darkness from years of stress and anguish..) its kindof funny like he was like damn ok my superhero friends think im dead now & im registered now as a brand new supervillain. Mission Accomplished. umm what now.. (SURPRISE! YOU'RE TRANSGENDER! BITCH!)

[puppetmaster13u]

Meme Prompt 11

A three-way crossover this time

[medicalunprofessional]

never change, man !

[cinthgarden]

my own design on stellaron hunter! Sunday because it has constant been bouncing in my head

[namtanlovesfilm]

"Go help him with his clothes."

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[skipporeity]

"bnha manga" ? whats that? cmon get up, the shinsou deku training friendship arc is premiering!!

WAAAH

[lotus-pear]

do you ever think about how in the day i picked up dazai side b dazai had to lie emotionless and soulless—like a corpse, almost—beside the man that gently brought him in, nursed his injuries, held him while he was in pain? he had to keep those suffocating bandages around his entire face, lest this man gain some sort of recognition for the little boy he saved. he had to lay there curled in the fetal position, bleeding and in pain, perhaps thinking about how, in another life, this man cooked for him, tried to build up his strength. read to him to pass the time while he curled up against him like a child listening to a bedtime story. played cards with him. saw through the heartless mafioso. the ruthless killer. and instead saw a boy.

imagine knowing this man, the man who saved you in more ways than one, was going to die one day all because he knew you. because he reached his hand into the darkness and plaintively, like a small child wanting a parent's touch, you grasped back desperately. imagine thinking all of that while that man is just a stone's throw away, making coffee in the next room just like he used to for you in another life. the scent, although you've never been here before, is reminiscent of home. and the tune he's humming? it's the silent melody that plays through your mind seven years later, for the last time as you fall backward off the building with your arms out like an embrace. but, hey. that man is alive. he's happy, although he never knew you. you can die with no regrets.