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[imtheiliad]

MR. AMERICANA & THE HEARTBREAK PRINCE chapter six: i know heavens a thing, i go there when you touch me [6/15 | 7.7k]

Eddie smiles again, opening the door wider and inviting him in finally. Evan's fingers brush against his elbow, and Eddie feels small as he uses the two inches he has on Eddie to his full advantage. Eddie follows his lead, letting his socked feet find a home between Evan's dress shoes. Brushing their noses together, feeling the other exhale carefully. And then Evan kisses him. It's over all too soon but Evan has the right mind to shut and lock the door, barely turning around to let his eyes stray from Eddie's. Then he glides his hand up Eddie's neck, his fingers reaching up into the short hairs, thumb gently stroking behind his ear, and he kisses him again and again and again, each one just as deliberate and measured as the last. It feels different than the other times. It’s not desperate and wanting. It's soft. Eddie doesn't know what to do with that. --- or Eddie is not falling in love with a prince

{read on ao3}

[characteroulette]

Hey I'm not done analysing AJ yet. Here's another one on it's theme --

The overarching theme of Apollo Justice (AA4) is your lack of autonomy. You are not the protagonist of this game. Your decisions don't really matter in the plot; yes, you make the choices which progress the game, you're the one puzzling out the truth to these cases, but you aren't the one who is in control. This is emphasized through small hints in the dialogue (Apollo knows he's out of place between Phoenix and Kristoph's spat, he feels Klavier leading him along both in Wocky Kitaki's case and in Machi Tobaye's case, and Phoenix once again is the one truly in control for the final case), narrative choices (no matter how hard you try, you must present that forged card. You have to present the envelope recreation. You have to present that forged diary page.), and even how we're connected to each client.

Each of our clients wasn't our choice to take. Kristoph was going to defend Phoenix until Phoenix requested for Apollo to take the lead. Alita comes to us only after Trucy hands her a flyer. Klavier tells us that Machi requested our services. Phoenix assigns us to Vera's case without telling us until the last moment.

Even in the flashback case, Phoenix didn't exactly choose to be Zak's lawyer. Kristoph would have defended him if not for Zak's deciding to remove him and choose someone else. (I can't explain what Phoenix is doing there, but it's possible Zak called around in his search for a new attorney and just so happened to land on Phoenix.)

Our clients are the ones who chose us in this whole game. We had no say in the matter; we're just here to keep the plot moving, to walk through the doors which were opened for us in the end.

This is, of course, not followed through in Dual Destinies or Spirit of Justice (because those games are furthering the themes of the Investigations games). It is, however, followed up in Dai Gyakuten Saiban / The Great Ace Attorney.

The very first decision we make in TGAA is about who will take on our client. Who is going to take up our defence? It's a non-choice, of course, because Ryuunosuke is panicking and wants to protect his friend. He can't trust that his best friend believes in his innocence, and through the course of the trial, has to stand more and more with this choice he's foolishly made.

We see his conviction to make this decision evolve through each case. He's fully willing to prove his own innocence once more in the second case without even thinking about it. He's pressured into defending his client in the third case, showing his own conviction faltering as it's slammed into his face that his choices no longer matter. He grapples with what it means to actually decide to trust one's client in the fourth case, deciding in the end to take that leap of faith due to his own faith in his best friend. And then the fifth case, he's the one actively choosing to defend his client, since she continuously tries to reject his help.

I really believe this is where the series would have gone had we kept the same themes from Apollo Justice into its sequels. An exploration on being told our choices don't matter, but then making those choices anyway because they do matter. It's the same sort of feeling that exists in Justice for All's final case; our decision on whether to plead Guilty or Innocent at the final hour before salvation arrives may be a non-choice, but it mattered to us. It mattered, even if the narrative pushed past it and didn't actually take it into account.

We're on the rails, but that doesn't mean what happens can't affect us. We might not have any sway in the narrative, might be led along right to each answer by the nose, but we're still choosing to continue. I think that does matter in the end.

[laurrelise]

i’ve been doing a bit of sketching 🙏🙏🙏 i started watching tua less than 2 weeks ago and im actually so hyperfixated on it im losing my mind

anyways working on aj carmichael next!!!!! 😝😝

[skyloftian-nutcase]

(Dumps this in your ask box and runs away) ♥️❤️🫂 the HC boys have been on my mind, k bye

“I'm sorry. I took up space in your home for months and did nothing to help or even thank you and...” The frustration built within him. Time was a married man, had a wife to be with, had a career. He'd likely put so much on hold taking care of Sky while the slump had left Sky barely more functional than a zombie from one of Wind’s video games. A brief image shot though his mind of himself stumbling around incoherently like the shambling corpses from the screen. All because he couldn't drag up the strength to function. And Time’s wife? She'd put up with the invasion of her home. She'd never said anything about... any of it. Not while Sky was sick, not while he was too dysfunctional to care for himself like the hylia-damned adult he was supposed to be. He'd been nothing but a burden on everyone.

“Sky, Honey, look at me.” Malon’s soft voice cut through the increasing vehemence of the thoughts in his head. She gently braced his shoulders to encourage him to look her in the eyes. “Ain't no shame in needing support for a while.”

But I was a useless lump for months!

As if reading his thoughts, she continued. “And it's not a burden when we want to help. I’m glad we could be a home for you, be a safe place for you to land.” Her choice of words made him laugh just a little, even if it was choked. She continued talking. “My husband talked about his Lost Boys with so much adoration when we were dating. He was heartbroken when he was sure you’d been killed in action. It was such a joy for him to find out you were still alive and even more when we found out you were here in Castletown.” She smiled. “More than that, I got to meet you, get to know you, and come to love you as much as my husband does. Besides, it’s been good for him. All of you boys have been… but you, Sky. I actually need to thank you. You got my Fairy Boy to come home on his birthday. You get him to take better care of himself. You have a place here as long as you want to stay.”

AOAIWBEOFCU WAHHHHH AJ THIS IS PRECIOUS ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Thank you for sharing ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Malon’s such a good mom figure aahhhh

[chaoticlittlerat]

How it all starts

⚠️Family issues, past issues, guilt-tripping, family fighting⚠️

Hi! I’m Jessie. Well, Guess I should start. I live with my brother, Blake and my mom, Lisa. Yes I know. There should be a dad…But…his not around anymore. He left…and was taken away. I never saw him again…

This is a picture I kept of Dad! I…I don’t really remember his face. Ever time I look at this picture, his face is just…Gone. It’s not a big deal, right?

A-anyways! Moving on to where I am today!

It’s been about…I think twos years. My mom got a new job and started to see someone new! I should be happy for her…But…I’m kinda scared of him. His name is Aj. He also works too.

It was all good at first, but they started to fight…It was all so scaring and new…I hate loud voices..Aj wasn’t much as a good person than I thought. But for some reason, my mom still allows him around. I don’t understand why…ain’t there any guys for her to choose..?

Now for more happy stuff! I like to go on walks around my neighborhood! My favorite flowers are tulips and daisies! I always give my neighbors the flowers I pick. They really like it! :D

Speaking of that, when I got home today, I wanted to talk to mom about what happened…last night with them fighting again. Aj is kinda mean to me and my brother so I’m sure Mom wouldn’t like that! Right..?

“Hey Mom! How was work?”

My mom seemed startled to see me. But I understand, she was tired after a long day of work…I didn’t blame her. I was too young to understand…

“Oh. Hey Honey. Yeah, just got back from work. God so tiring after a long day of work..”

I nodded, understanding how tired she was. Even if I was too “young” to understand, I tried my best to comfort her.

“I’m sorry you had a tiring day, mom…A-anyways. Umm…Is Aj coming back tonight..?”

I hopped she would say No this time. Because I didn’t want him to come back..

My mom nodded her head as she looked at me. Dang it…he was coming back..

My mom sighed by the look on my face. Seemly too tired and annoyed

“Oh come on, Jess. He was just under some stress because of work. Give him a break. Your just a kid for Pete’s sake..Just, go to your room please…You’ll understand when your older”

I was quiet for a moment, feeling almost bad for the face I made. I nodded as I walked away, just I around the corner, I heard Aj come in and give my mom some affection

…..

I went back into my room…

Later at night

…..

*GASP*!!

“H-Hello..? Who’s there..?”

I slowly lifted my flashlight to see what it was…

Hello. My little Jessie…

End of chapter 1

[fandomaddict505]

I DID IT!!!!

I AM FUCKING EMOTIONAL

[ja3yun]

i need to make a ranting blr bc i gotta get some shit off my chest 😭

[imtheiliad]

SLOWED-DOWN CLOCKS TETHERED...TO KEEP IT FOR YOU IN SWEETNESS [1.6k | Eddie Diaz & Christopher Diaz | post s7] {AO3}

Eddie’s first Father’s Day as a father he had barely registered the date let alone a holiday when he had woken up, not until his bunk mates had asked if he had scheduled time for a call. The other dads had been in the coms tent talking with their families through pixelated webcams, some kids holding signs or proudly showing off cards they had made at school or summer camp. Some others had cards come in the mail in the days leading up and following the actual holiday. Eddie felt ambivalent. He had left and had been a blurry blob and distant crackly voice to Christopher for a majority of his life. But he waited his turn with one of the computers, reached Shannon and Christopher, his father next to them on the couch, his mother puttering and fretting about in the background. The words wishing him a happy father’s day felt hollow. He didn’t really feel like a father. A provider to some degree, but not a father. 

Over the past few weeks Sundays are when he calls to check in, his mom texting him throughout the week about activities or if something urgent came up. But Sundays were always there was always a prick of hope in Eddie’s heart, to even hear Chris in the background. This Sunday he woke with more dread of the quiet of the house than he had every day of the past few weeks. The holiday taunting him everywhere he seemed to look. He goes to the kitchen and the “world's best dad” mug that Buck had helped Chris get him a few years ago, sat there in the cupboard nearly mocking him alongside the one from the zoo. At one time they had instilled in him the confidence that he was doing okay, at least in Christopher’s eyes. And that wasn’t true anymore. He slams the cupboard shut without grabbing a mug. It’s all too much. 

Eddie’s first father’s day stateside, the first one he held his son in his arms, he felt less than adequate. His son crying and not being able to comfort him. It felt fruitless. But how else were either of them going to learn. Eddie ached to learn, but was flying blind, no concrete example from his childhood to learn from. He had already tried that method of fatherhood, and it’s how he got here in the first place. So, he sat and held Christopher against his chest, humming a tune that is etched into his soul hoping that eventually Chris would calm. He doesn’t really even register when the crying softens to a whimper and then quiets into steady breathing in time with steady rocking, Eddie’s own breath evening too. 

His phone buzzes on the counter, the hope that lived in his chest flickering brighter. Evan said he would play basketball today if you want. From Tommy. I guess maybe that’s not as reassuring given what happened last time. Maybe time with the punching bag?  Buck had texted even before he had woken up, let me know if you want to do anything today. And if Eddie was honest with himself, he didn’t want to do anything. Going to the park to play a pick up game where they might see fathers and their kids doing countless activities made him slightly nauseous. Pummeling a bag felt useless, he had done it enough. And he wasn’t angry. It was too much energy to be angry.  He had already tried to be put on shift for today, but it had really been no use. Getting something you wanted was an impossible task at this point, even if it was to do something nice. So Eddie had decided to lock the doors and close the blinds and pretend the rest of the world didn’t exist for today. 

Eddie’s first father’s day when he felt the most positive about being a father fell in June of 2018, they had just officially settled into their little house after having moved out of Pepa’s guest room last month. The academy was going great, their routine solidified. For today whatever mess that were his feelings about Shannon and her leaving were the last thing on his mind. He pushed Chris on the swings at the park, his son squealing with glee and begging to go higher. Chris had presented him with a hand drawn card when he came out of his room for breakfast. it really wasn’t all that different then their usual Sundays— it all just held a little more weight. He was providing a roof and love with Chris in his arms, breathing the same air. it was the most secure in his fatherhood Eddie had ever felt. That wasn’t saying a whole lot. But Chris only had him. And he wasn’t letting go again anytime soon. 

He does text Buck back, Not really feeling up for anything. Enjoy your day off with Tommy. Buck loved the message instantly, even without being in the house he was hovering. Not in a bad way. Just always there. And Eddie knows that this is not entirely easy for Buck either. But at least Chris was talking to him. He could see it in  Buck’s eyes anytime it came up. Another one of those things they dance around expertly. And there was a twinge of resentment and envy that Eddie wished would go away, and another part that told him he deserved this. Frank had said it was a normal reaction. Whatever that meant. Nothing felt normal. Not with the referral to a psychiatrist looming on his file. Frank had told him medication might really do him some good. And he can’t face it. That’s definitely not normal. But he does know he wants to try and get there. He knows it will help. Help him. Help him be a better father. And for yourself, Frank had dutifully reminded him when they had the conversation. But it was like actually making that call requires climbing a thousand foot brick wall. 

Time ticked by slowly, excruciatingly so as he waited for early hours of the evening, when they would be back at the house after whatever outing they had gone on today but before dinner. He waited, pacing his own living room, stopping along the mantle and end tables where pictures stood and he bites his lip while gazing at the smiley versions of himself, arms wrapped around Chris. He drags out the photo album he keeps tucked on the shelf, there are pictures from every stage of his life tucked in the plastic sleeves. He looks at himself, just a year or so older than Chris is now, awkwardly standing next to a tiny Shannon at their eighth grade graduation. Their prom pictures. Wedding pictures. Not that many pages later, the day he became a father. He barely recognizes the young man, baseball cap covering his head, his gaze fixed nowhere near the camera. Tucked in the pages, not in a sleeve, is a sonogram. A tiny little white splotch who became the embodiment of his entire heart. His heart that now was what felt like a million miles away, living and breathing without him. 

The clock ticked to the top of the hour, and the reminder popped up on his phone with a buzz. He wipes his face, and bites his lip harder, and with a shaky hand, he taps on his father’s contact, and the hope sparks brighter and the nerves wrap around his gut like usual. His leg bouncing, lip still rolling between his teeth. 

There’s shuffling on the other end of the line. 

“Hi.” 

The voice through the speaker isn’t his father, sounds impossibly older than the last time he heard it. The tears that had been threatening to spill all day finally broke free, he rubs a shaky hand over his face. His whole body shakes in relief. 

“Hey, Bud.” he can’t stop the waver in his voice. 

“Abuelo is in the bathroom, he’ll be right out. He said I should pick it up if I wanted.” 

It’s a quiet, hesitant admission. 

Eddie has thought about this moment since the second his son left his grasp but never let himself think about what he would say. He swallows past apologies and groveling. Those can come later. Right now his son is speaking to him. 

“What have you been up to?” he tries for casual and open ended, genuinely wanting to hear it in Chris’ words.   

“Today we went to the park for a picnic with lots of people. I met other teenagers who were cool, so that was fun.” Eddie swears he hears a voice crack, and he can barely bear it. 

“Glad you are making new friends.” 

The silence that draws out between them now is heavy, both of them knowing that now is not the time. Neither of them want it right now. Just breathing together again is enough. 

“I’m not ready to come back, or talk about it, but I…I miss you dad.” He could picture Chris sitting on his parent’s couch, his fingers tangling in the hem of his shirt, glasses balanced on the tip of his nose. 

It’s not what Eddie expected and fresh tears roll down his cheeks and the heartache that he has come to live with over the past few weeks intensifies for a moment. 

“I miss you too.” All the time. So much. More than you can ever know. He never wants this phone call to end. They might not be breathing the same air, but they were breathing together again. 

[theangrypomeranian]

*soft gasp*

I know how I wanna start the book ahhhhhhhh

[vonlycaonwife]

Finally got my ass in gear to play the main update content so here's my unorganized random thoughts as I play through the stories. Spoilers warnings ofc

Huh, Anby's thing is a lot more straightforward than I thought. For some reason I thought that was the main thing and not a side thing. Weird.

HOLY FUCK ORGAN HARVESTING???? Jesus this is some super fucked up shit. Girl A best girl tho she the cutest.

Haven't played Trigger's story yet at this point but she's kind of meh to me? At least from what I've she's got a nice design but personality isn't too outstanding. But I highly expected I played something out of order because Phaethon knows them I WAS TRYING TO AVOID THAT I THOUGHT THE ANBY SHIT CAME FIRST FUCK-

Well...off to the tv event battles for more Mockingbird funds so next thoughts will be when doing Trigger's story (I'm saving Hugo for last I'm not ready to simp for another phantom thief don't alter my brain like Ren and Akechi please I beg)

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Oh it answered my previous question right away, so the two knew Trigger during the beginning of their opening of Random Play. Wow okay, I do not mind that at all. Though still feels a bit like a "let's just dump it here in the timeline" but maybe going through the story more will change my mind.

Okay I kind of see how she'll appeal to other's, I do like how she acts. Though I can't say I'm someone who'll really remember her later down the line unless she shows up in another update (no offense to Trigger fans really, I have a habit of forgetting characters a lot that don't have a lot going for me. And I don't mean in terms of simping.). But I do want to give her a massive hug, girl deserves one.

Bro istg if the sniper shoots the family members I'm gonna cry DON'T DO THAT TO MY GIRL THAT WOULD BE WAY TOO CRUEL VULTURE DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE- what oh...huh, did not expect that...Wait that makes me confused now. So she's taking revenge on her own comrades? But then why target Trig- oh right survivor blaming....trying to wrap my head around this- am I just dumb????

Oh. Okay I am dumb LMAO, that makes way more sense. I really should've gotten that way quicker than I did wtf me. AJ establishing their smooth brain in action lol.

Okay she's not that bad actually. Almost cried but I do feel for her a ton, and I'm sure several family members I have can relate to her story a lot. She's good in my books, I like her.

Alright, now to do the tv event shit and then...We'll do the last one (lord save me)

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Brief note on Trigger's tv event, I don't like it. I'm sure aiming is way easier on pc but on mobile it SUCKS. I'm so shocked I've been getting S ranks so far even with how stiff the aiming feels

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Bro I don't know if I can do this, I'm just staring at the screen dkfjhdlcfh. BUT I HAVE TO I WANT TO KNOW THE HUSBAND BACKSTORY GOD AAAAAAAGH

...why is this hoe yapping nonsense can I kick him out Wise please-

...THE FUCK BRO WHY ARE YOU GONNA DROP SO MUCH CASH HUH???? TAKE YOUR MONEY SOMEWHERE ELSE HISSSS

I AGREE WISE HE SUS AS FUCK WE SHOULD KICK HIM IN THE BA- Okay I'm gonna calm myself down, I will not be swayed by some vamp looking twink.

.....Does this rich dude accuse everyone of being Mockingbird? I mean it's funny when the actual one is right next to us but...dude you're reaching so high you missed the hoop.

The white flashes confused me for a moment but uugh, if I could fail this interaction I would've had to redo this convo. I suck at confrontation even in games lol.

HUGO IS NOT SLICK LMAO this mfer really being obvious to Proxy

Ofc the whole bringer shit got the hush treatment- EVERYONE SHUT UP THE HUSBAND IS TEXTING ME. HE'S COMING OVER EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Oh wait what that's who the Master is? Makes sense in all honesty. OH SHIT HE KNOWS WAIT-

Ohhhhh this actually explains why they don't go in that's neat! And my god eye implants, sorry I'm cringing because I'm squeamish to eye stuff.

Aww the four of them spoke up for Phaethon I love that, smooches all of them.

Okay I know this whole thing is leading up to playable Phaethon but honestly personally I liked that they weren't playable? Made them feel less self inserty compared to Genshin and HSR for some reason, but eh that could just be a me thing.

UGH HE'S BACK, and now he's making me do his dirty work? And I thought he was a gentleman hmph! .....Can I punch him yet-

...Oh don't tell me he has parent issues, don't do this to me IT'S ALWAYS THE PARENT ISSUES ONES THAT GET ME- .......it's mommy issues OFC ITS MOMMY ISSUES I'M SO FUCKED

FUCK HUSBAND IS BACK AND I HAVE TO LIE TO HIM NOOOOOOOOOOOO. Oh god he smelled him HE SMELLED THE TWINK HE'S GONNA FIGURE IT OUT PLS DON'T BE MAD LYCAON

OH HI VIVIAN, WEIRD ENTRANCE BUT YOU'RE PRETTY SO I'LL LET IT SLIDE (please be kind to me so I don't have to swipe for Hugo and his engine in the future pls girlie I want your aesthetic please please please-)

FUCK NOT THE JACKASS, HE'S GONNA MAKE EVERYTHING GO TO SHIT- actually I wished he tried something so I could see Lycaon get protective....hehehehe I love my husband~

Oh I did that bid with flying colors LMAO, stubbornness wins-JESUS CHRIST VIVIAN WTF A BILLION?????? UM......d-do you need a dog? I can be a good boy- I mean what-

Wait that's a reference to Lycaon's trailer isn't it? I love that

And just like that I'm giving the girl the side eye...Lord Phaethon? Really? Please please please don't be a bait character.

Oh this game has got me thinking with the bid against Hartman-FUCK I LOST ANYWAYS FUCK THIS GUY YOU MADE ME USE ACTUAL BRAIN CELLS YOU POS-

Ah....I guess it's time for the real show to begin, NOW I GET TO KICK HIS ASS RIGHT???? RIGHT????? YASSSSSSSS

WOOOOOOOOO OH MY GOD THE CUTSCENE THE ANIMATION, LYCAON WAS GETTING FERAL HE WAS BARING HIS FANGS OH MY GOD I'M GONNA SCREAM INTO A PILLOW AAAAAAAAAAAA GOD THE GIRLIES WERE FIGHTING THEY WERE FIGHTING AND MY GOD HIM PINNING HUGO AGAINST THE WALL????? WHY COULDN'T THAT HAD BEEN ME, IT SHOULD'VE BEEN ME NOT HIM MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

...OH HELL NO THAT BITCH MENTIONED MY HUSBAND'S INJURIES, IM GONNA KILL HIM- oh goodie the game lets me with a boss HEHE. Though boo for running away like a coward, though I do appreciate the fact that was in game and not another prerender cutscene

WAIT EVERYBODY SHUT UP FLASHBACK WITH YOUNG LYCAON AAAA-

Oh the voice direction for young Lycaon is different (from my memory, in jp, he had almost the same voice with the same deepness within the previous flashback. Here it's more higher and more boyish.) Not a bad change, I like it!

Ohhhhhh so this is how the breakup happened, huh. Thought it was more violent but maybe we haven't seen the full fallout. Also this is definitely a "victim of abuse goes too far in his quest for vengeance" vibes, like if his family was a total abusive nightmare (def some kind of affair shit going on too what with the half sister mentioned, or the second mom was the second wife and also abusive as well? Just throwing shit at the wall) I don't blame him fully but...yeah he's going down the route of taking it too far

WDYM THERE'S MORE WHAT, I started this at 11am...it's 3:30pm at the time of writing this sentence LORD SAVE ME

Geez we really getting into some cult shit with what happened to Bringer, I'm convinced he may have saw the origin of the Hollows or something to that affect.

OH HI VIVIAN (again). Huh? Wdym you have history with the cult thing? I genuinely just thought you were Hugo's half sibling (yes I know he said he forgot but this could be a thing where she isn't showing her face around and by the end she joins him??? I'm trying here, I'm still convinced they're related they have similar eyes and vamp traits.).

OKAY WHY IS SHE AN ACTUAL MC SIMP CHARACTER???? MY DARLING??? GIRLIE POP TRUST ME YOU CAN DO BETTER (sorry Phaethon but yeah...) -........oh she doesn't know. Okay. Don't let her ever find out (or do because I have a weird sadistic joy in seeing people get devasted in realizing something they idolized isn't what it is lmao).

Oh she is with Hugo...throwing the sister shit out, me being an idiot again lmao.

Oh thank god I did play in the right order HAH, but also Vivian??? You good girl? Did you just get a ptsd episode? You need anything?

.....SIENNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA NOOOOOO, omg Mira that poor girl.

Omg Vivian can see the future? That's so cool, but also I feel so bad for her. MOVE OVER HUGO I'M TAKING HER AND PROTECTING HER NOW

....EW EW EW EW EW EW EW EW EW EW EW EW EW NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO I DON'T WANNA PLAY AS HIM YET I DONT WANNA I DONT WANNAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

holy shit I've been at this nonstop for five hours help me. I desperately need a break so I'm stopping here for now. I'll reblog this with my finishing thoughts and rambles at a later time.

[characteroulette]

When the Day Met the Night (Ace Attorney)

Jove never intended on falling for the Gramarye magic just like everyone else, but it was a pleasant surprise when that magic loved him in return.

This went with Jove Lives AU but I figured it was better broken off on its own because. Long.

Anyway Jove time!! Hell yeah.

[universalcarnival]

Every time I see Winter reblog the horse promo, my Applejack gains years in her life.

[aj-artjunkyard]

The 6th chapter of Life Goes On is up now on AO3!!

Life Goes On Chapter 6: The Not-Quite Resolution

Rex takes on a skilled bounty hunter for the prize of the Skywalkers' safety. But things don't add up… and something feels very familiar.

below the cut is slight spoiler art for this chapter!

[shallowseeker]

*me reading*

can you believe this shit

can you believe this shit’s just posted to enjoy for FReE???!!!!

[homiesexuallaj]

Hey guys! I just want to thank all of you guys for reading all my The Crow x readers that i’ve posted over the last months. I know i’ve gotten quite a bit of followers from that, and I really appreciate it! I appreciate all the likes, comments, and reblogs you all left on my stories. And if those of you decide to stick with me while I go off and write about other characters now, that’s great! Thank you for the support i’ve gotten while writing for The Crow! I’ll see you all in the future!!

Of course, all of my The Crow oneshots/x reader’s can be found on my masterlist on my pinned post. This goes for any past and future story of mine as well. Thank you!!

[quantomeno]

I always feel mildly bemused when I read people post about stuff like systemic sexism in fandoms, particularly things like about how people complain more about female characters but ignore male characters with similar faults, or the fandoms loving gay ships but not making as much fanworks for lesbian ones.

Part of this is just because I like female characters (despite being male, I tend to prefer things with female leads etc) and I'm not that involved in a lot of fandom arguments nor do I read a lot of shipfics, so I only hear about a lot of the sexism when people complain about it. Which is kind of funny to me in the fact it must exist, but I'm just conveniently shielded from it.

The other reason is some of my earliest fandoms I got involved in were female-majority casts, so most people do ship the women. Like, I think Equestria Daily once put out an apology after they posted a Braeburn m/m fic (admittedly, the outrage from the bronies back then in 2012 or whenever was probably out of homophobia, which isn't nice either, but the point still stands that they were no issues with w/w shipfics and to this day they are the vast, vast majority of shipping fics (mostly because once you've shipped Braeburn, Sorin' and Big Mac together there aren't that many other guys left to ship, but nonetheless)). Or like Barbie with its vastly superior chemistry between the joint female leads over the threadbare male love interest they've thrown in. Even when the male leads are good, it's popular to ship the girls.

I don't think I have anything substantial to say. I just don't understand the issues other men (or indeed women) have with female characters (and women and femininity in general) (I mean I do understand I just find it bizarre it when like a friend of mine once said he wasn't really interested in stories with female leads. I don't know, maybe read more books with better female protags? I have a bookshelf's worth if you want suggestions) (also like when people suggest there needs to be more talk about good female characters like, most of my favourites are already females and I will gladly talk about them till the cows come home). But also that's just me.

Also I kind of do like m/m ships a fraction more but that's like 90% because I'm bi and so, you know, I like seeing guys together because I kind of would like to get together with a guy if the opportunity arose. But I mean other than that they're just ships. Like sure there can be a different vibe or flavour to w/w or m/m or straight ships, but I mean if they're good characters why should my interest depend on their genders? I read things to experience the lives of others, I don't want to just see stories that match my experience. And sometimes I empathise most with the female characters so like, you need to approach characters with an open mind. I don't know.

OK I'm rambling now. I think I made my point. I'm not sure what it was anymore but I guess it's that women in fiction are cool and I don't know what everyone else's problem is.