#implied I guess?

[ohmaerieme]

now wake up, puppet boy!

[kotofeden]

I was reading excellent narumitsu fic (not safe for Tumblr, mind you) where Wright calls Edgeworth "buddy" after se×. My friend said something like "well, good thing that he didn't call him pal"

And I said " and then Gumshoe jumps out of the vent and says "HEY HEY, SAYING 'PAL' IS *MY* ENDEARING CHARACTER TRAIT" - he just spawns in their bedroom after being like "O, Mr Edgeworth, sir, didn't notice you here, are you two wrestling or smth?" "Who's winning "

aND THEN, THIS MONSTROSITY COMES TO LIFE

Tbh, he would

[la5pampy]

Hello!, This is my first time writing so please be patient with me.

Also english isn't my first language and I apologize if there are some mistakes, but that said have a pleasant reading.

Cw: implied abuse, trapping(cage)

Hero was just folding their laundry when they heard a knock on the door, they weren’t expecting visitors so who could it be? They went down the stairs and across the living room and opened the door.

When they did they were face to face with Superhero, and they immediatly straightened their back in hopes to make a good impression.

Unfortunatly the Superhero didn’t seem to care and went right to the point.

“Hero, I am assigning you a task. Take this as a test.” Before the Hero could object two people with the Association simbol on the front of their uniform dragged a large wooden box in front of their doorstep.

“I am going away on a mission for some time, you’re going to take care of this until my return” And without saying another word the Superhero turned and walked away taking the two people with her.

And that’s how Hero got stuck with a large wooden crate in front of their door (they weren’t even sure how they would get it in their house but that was gonna be a problem for later.)

As Hero realised that Superhero wasn’t going to be coming back, saying that this was all a prank, they looked warily at the crate.

It was very big, not gigantic but it looked like it could have contained a piece of furniture, already assembled and all.

It was as tall as their hip and just large enough to not fit trough the door, the Hero sighed, whatever it was they wouldn’t open it it front of their doorstep for every one to see, if the Superhero was assigning this to them it meant that it was important, so they would have to bring it in their house, whether they liked it or not.

So they took two long breaths before putting their hands under the crate and lifting it up.

It wasn’t as bad as the Hero had though, I mean, it was still heavy but not as heavy as they would have expected a piece of furniture would weight (if what was in there was a piece of furniture) But he wasn’t complaining, and abeight with a little difficulty, they got the crate in their house.

While they were getting through the doorway the felt something shift inside the crate, like something bing against one of the wood walls and they prayed that they hadn’t broken anything alreeady.

They carefully put the crate in the middle of the living room and then went to close the door, and while they were making their way back to it, they thought of what they would do to open it.

While they were holding it they noticed that the wood was pretty strong, weirdly strong, like the crate itself wasn’t meant to be open easily, that must be because Superhero didn’t want anyone touching their things, though Hero, of course, how silly of me.

They went upstairs to find something to get the thing opened, they rummaged trought their stuff and found a crowbar, perfect for the job.

Then they went back downstairs, and with a bit of raw strenght they managed to open the crate, which came apart with a strong noise of wood hitting the floor.

In the now-opened crate there was an object with the shape of another crate, but the Hero couldn’t see what it was, because there was a white cloth draped over it.

And again, without asking themselves any questions, the Hero took the white cloth and removed it, letting it fall to the floor when they saw what had been under it.

In front of them there was a large metal cage, with holes instead of bars. The inside didn’t seem like it had any kind of peculiarity, exept for the human being inside.

The person in the cage wasn’t moving, it didn’t even look like they were breating at all, Hero wasn’t sure if they were even alive at this point, apart for the fact that they were looking at them with wide eyes, and for the occasional blinking, even though that too was very rare.

Hero stared with wide eyes at the contents of the crate, this time a million questions buzzing in their head, “what the hell?”

They had not meant to say that out loud, but the words just came out on their own before they could stop themselves, but at least it seemed to have caused a reaction out of the person in the cage, who flinched and curled in on themselves in a sitting position, raising their legs under their chin.

“Whoa sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you..” Hero apologized, crouching down to eye level with their “guest”.

Now that they could see them better, they noticed some concerning things. For example how their eyes sunk in their skull, making it seem like they lacked both sleep and food, and how the skin that was not covered by the filthy rag they wore was littered with bruises and scars, some even fresh.

The person seemed frozen in place, out of fear, they figured. In any case they didn’t actually know what they should do, it’s not like they had ever cared for another pearson before.

But it seemed like they had no other choice, so they tried to at least coax some information out on the person.

“Hey there.” The Hero fully sat down on the floor “Mind telling me what your name is?”

The person didn’t respond, nor did they move from their position, their wide eye kept staring at them, and the Hero sighed.

They had a feeling that this was going to be more difficult that they would have thought.

“…can you talk buddy?”

*silence*

“…” they stared at each other for a while, until Hero had an idea.

“Um… are you… hungry? I can get you something to eat, you must be starving.”

At that, the person perked up, looking at them with wider eyes, wich Hero thought was impossible but they were hardly surprised after everything that was happening.

Regardless Hero smiled, they finally got some kind of reaction, it was already progress, right?

Hero got up and went to the kitchen, wich wasn’t far since it was in the same room, turned on the stove, and began cooking.

[icy-dark-star]

Another meme redraw, on this blog? It’s more likely than you think!

[janethepegasus]

(I guess slightly suggestive? Implied if anything else :/)

Being in a relationship with Jane has resulted in Simeon occasionally having fantasies about her. Internally gushing about how cute she is and imagining what kind of dates they would have...but sometimes he gets THOSE kind of fantasies.

Just finding himself imagining doing...THAT to her, he doesn't know if he should be embarrassed or aroused that his mind came up with that on the spot. He quickly finds out that in order to get it off his chest, he writes it down on a secret notebook, which he has made sure that no one finds out about it, not even Jane.

[lady-harrowhark]

i impulsively bought a hollywood hair barbie to display with my locked tomb stuff and she was delivered today ahhhh. i’m planning to get a stand and paint it to be more tomb-like and perhaps do some sort of chain situation but for now she’s just sitting on the shelf in front of my tlt artwork and the overall aesthetic is so discordant and perfect. love it.

[riellegaming]

i got my covid booster yesterday... this is the first one that has knocked me on my ass tho

[haunted-xander]

If you skip a meal Senshi will materialize next to you w/ food at the ready

[otto-doctavius]

Logan and Mary Puppins are so “dad and the dog he said he didn’t want” coded. He was acting disgusted by that dog for 90% of the movie, then when they were going to fight the Deadpools that almost baby-talk “You won’t wanna see this, bub.” slipped out. Then ofc there’s the bit at the end when they’re all at the table and he’s just sitting there playing with her ears and laughing as he makes her high-five Laura. I see you, mr “she is NOT coming with us”. You like that nasty little dog

[fantasydoctor]

[pastabaguette]

i’m back at it again with the stupid homestuck edits.

sollux would definitely be a redditor.

[demaparbat-hp]

What am I doing with my life.

Based on this post by @fattuccini-afraido

[certainty2witch]

Oh Robin, you aren’t so far away from the truth.

original post

[starspilli]

one for sorrow

[airoarts]

I know several other people have redrawn that one official cloudtail & brightheart art but i wanted to take a crack at it. Hire me harpercollins.

[ID: a digital painting of Cloudtail and Brightheart from Warriors in a semi-realistic style. Cloudtail is a fluffy white cat with blue eyes, and Brightheart is a ginger-and-white cat with one blue eye and heavy scarring on the other side of her face, including an empty eyesocket, shredded ear, and part of her lip torn away to reveal her teeth. The cats are facing towards the viewer, looking happy, with Brightheart leaning her head into Cloudtail's muzzle. They are in a field of tall grass with mountains visible in the background and a tree with a few leaves looming over them. End ID]

Original below the cut for comparison

[ID: a painting similar to the first one, but Brightheart and Cloudtail are drawn in a more realistic style, lacking expression, and not leaning into each other. Brightheart has much less ginger on her pelt and her scarring is reduced to a few scratches on her eye. End ID]

[canisalbus]

✦ Cockroach ✦