#( skye interacts. )

[goldiipond]

if you could come back... different.

what do you think you'd wanna be?

[catboyeiden]

some dooblies i forgot to post

[dailyedgeworth]

today, a faraskye doodle...

[doing-it-scientifically]

(OOC: hello hello hello!! no pressure to answer if you’re not open to roleplaying/reblog strings btw ^^)

Klavier was in his chair in the middle of his office, working on his laptop and glancing up as he saw Ema enter the room.

He stood to greet her, smiling and leaning down. “Ah, Fräulein Detective! Guten tag, guten tag. It’s a pleasure. Do you, ach, have those closed case files by chance? Gavin v. State?”

-KlavGav (@rockgodklav)

“Of course I do. Why do you need them? It’s a closed case.”

[the-judicial-assistants-notebook]

sits up in bed. so lana and ema definitely thought they were responsible for edgeworth "choosing death", right?

(the rest of this post was supposed to go in the tags, because it's not very well organised or written, but it got too long so. here are the slightly edited tags for your reading pleasure (or otherwise)):

i was going to make this solely about ema because she's the obvious one with her open adoration of edgeworth, but the thing about rfta is that it goes to great lengths to emphasise the connection between lana and edgeworth as well.

the sl-9 incident showed that lana grows attached to people deeply, hence angel starr's comment on how, when neil marshall died, 'she (lana) felt like her own brother had died.' with edgeworth, i think it was similar but worse. because he's not just a coworker or subordinate who's dear to her. he saved her life. and it cost him his own.

at the beginning of the case, edgeworth says he was mistaken for thinking that lana was always looking out for him post sl-9 (a statement interesting on its own because that's when everyone else says she grew distant), and, later on, he brings ema fingerprinting powder because lana asked him to. then, of course, there's the 'lady luck' comment he makes.

similarly, on lana's side, you obviously have the end of the trial when she says he did well, but there's also that additional moment post-trial where she's the only one to notice — in a group comprising her, ema, phoenix and gumshoe — that he's 'hiding', listening to their conversation. point is, there's enough to suggest that she might have been the nearest thing edgeworth had to a mia; his 'chief prosecutor' to phoenix's plain 'chief'. they're as close as two people can be in a relationship where one of them is constantly lying and the other is von karma's star pupil.

rfta is pretty straightforwardly depicted as the case which solidified edgeworth's resolve to do what he did; i don't think i have to prove that. rumours about him have reached new heights, his car and knife were involved in goodman's murder, he makes an unprecedented mistake in court by failing to connect the evidence room and carpark incidents, thus forcing the chief of police to enter the trial to do so himself, and he's publicly revealed to have relied on falsified evidence to secure a conviction in the sl-9 case, all of which only happened because of lana. jake marshall even claims that from the beginning — that if you trace edgeworth's rumours back to their source, you end up meeting one person: lana skye.

and it gets worse because at the end of rfta, she thinks he's fine!! she literally says, 'i was afraid the pressure would break you, but you rose above it,' and reminds him he's nothing like gant because he's not alone. she leaves the case thinking he will be okay. and then, what, like a week passes, and she finds out that he wasn't, and that he's gone, and it's her fault. even after she was freed from gant's control, even after she had finally stopped lying, she couldn't prevent herself from claiming another life. so much for 'lady luck', i suppose.

and the game reiterates this multiple times. gumshoe states at the start that edgeworth's ties to those higher up in the department have made him the subject of constant rumours, and phoenix says (in front of ema) that he shouldn't be held responsible for the forged evidence because that was all lana's doing, which then leads to edgeworth commenting (again in front of ema) that he feels as though 'something inside him has died.' it all goes back to lana. we can argue and say that it was technically gant's doing that caused all of this, but lana still took actions that led to it. even her complicated friendship with edgeworth isn't spared; it's that closeness between them that exacerbated those rumours. how could she not feel responsible in some way?

and with ema, it's rather obvious, isn't it? if she hadn't gone poking her nose into things, none of this would have happened or come to light. and, of course, she'd never choose anyone over her sister, not for anything in the world — it's simply not a question, but that's the problem, isn't it? it's not a question. it's not some hypothetical moral dilemma. it just is. she may not have killed neil marshall, but she still has one king of prosecutor's blood on her hands. and now she has to live with that. she just. has. to live with it. no matter if he chose otherwise.

moving on from that a little, i think it's actually wild how much of ema's journey to becoming a forensics investigator is paved with bad memories. neil marshall's death and her subsequent inability to testify are what drives her to begin pursuing it, her first proper investigation results in her idol's "death" and when she finally graduates, the person who saved her sister has been disbarred, and she can't even help because she isn't allowed to. all that pain and constant pursuit of her goals, and she's still the same ema skye, still that girl shrouded in darkness, always one step behind the truth, one step a little too late. no wonder she was angry in aa:aj. i would be furious.

[cerealbishh]

"Ah, anyway, that's all, what do they say? Water under Gramercy Tavern?" "Oh, is that what they say?"

[mittenlady]

klavquill is fun not only because of how they would interact with each other but also because of how their relationship would affect others. hear me out

• klavier and athena have more excuses to interact. this is so important actually. athena gets a rich uncle and they are both so silly and listen to taylor swift and gossip in german together (usually about simon right in front of him) and simon is mildly annoyed — but at least athena knows he’s finally moving on, connecting with others, living instead of waiting to die. + simon forced to go outside because of the blue-eyes freaks (people who care about him) that refuse to leave him alone

• aura finding out simon is dating a famous (former) rockstar when she gets out of prison and pulling out the robot army during family dinner to give him a talking to. awww so cute :) she has an initial and fervent hatred of the blond-haired Jezebel of the courtroom (she did not go to prison just so her baby brother could have his heart broken by some blond twink) but upon discovering they share a mutual pastime (annoying simon) she grows to accept that maybe klavier gavin can live another day. + there’s something to be said in the differences in how klavier and simon’s respective older siblings treat them. damn imagine having an older sibling that DIDN’T use you and actually cares about you that’s insane

• ema once being able to find hater solidarity within simon only to discover that he has joined the dark side. once she was able to endure klavier’s swooning with the knowledge that her hatred had company, that she was not the only one who wanted to behold the downfall of the glimmerous fop. she lived a peaceful lie: that simon blackquill, her ally, would not be swayed by the fop. now there is no peace. + she totally was forced to aid in their mutually pathetic courtship attempts because let’s be real. neither of them are normal and working near them would be intolerable. she had to play matchmaker for the sake of humanity

• imagine u r apollo justice pulling up to the courtroom and then the prosecution’s bench is a slut who won’t stop speaking german and playing minute long guitar solos and an ex-convict who is not only british but could also kill you with his bare hands and both of them find amusement in tormenting u. imagine. could you imagine

[honeycollectswhump]

i want to hit ashtray in the face with a hammer. on the cheekbone. i want to break his little cheekbone

[masterlist]

CW: hammer-shaped violence

Ashtray sees you coming towards him, hammer in hand. Something about the way you look at him makes him shiver in sick anticipation, yet he can’t think of a single use for an Ashtray and a hammer. Only when you raise it, a gleeful smile on your face, he realises, leaving only a second of horrible understanding before the hard metal connects with his cheekbone. 

Screaming.

His face snaps to the side, bones breaking into splinters digging into his flesh. His entire body crumbles into a loose heap, legs twitching and kicking against pain too great to comprehend. 

Ashtray screams with his garbled voice, rough and breaking immediately, his mangled vocal chords’ protest going unnoticed. He writhes on the ground, dizzy and gone with fear, drowning in agony and the blood collecting in his mouth, dripping between his lips, mixing with big, fat teardrops rolling down his face. 

It doesn’t take long for his voice to give out, for his pathetic screams to die, leaving only a breathy croaking only you and him know was once a screech. He can only look up in fear at you with round blue eyes, pupils like pin pricks. A hand moves towards his destroyed cheek, as if uncomprehending of the damage you did. As soon as he touches the impact wound, he rips his hand away again, flinching so hard his head hits the ground. There is nothing left in him, nothing he can do except stare at you, holding up shaking hands in a voiceless plea not to hurt him again. 

He can’t break apart any more. Please no. 

Please.

[necrotic-nephilim]

thank you for the tag, @sasheneskywalker!!!

rules: answer and tag nine people you want to get to know better and catch up with.

favorite color: it changes regularly, but currently, a dusty/greyish purple

last song: Maps by The Front Bottoms

currently reading:

Butcher & Blackbird by Brynne Weaver is my current fiction read and i *hate* it with my entire being. don't read it.

Postcolonial Astrology: Reading the Planets through Capital, Labor, & Power by Alice Sparkly Kat is my current non-fiction read and so far, it's very good

i'm reading a lot of comics at the moment, but my main read is Manhunter (2004) which so far, is very good, i highly recommend. i'm also planning to read Midnighter (2007) and Black Widow (2014).

currently watching:

The Acolyte has been my most recent fixation so that's just on loop rewatching over and over in the background. a lot

i've been watching Pennyworth which is far better than i expected it to be, i'm really enjoying it

i also started Invincible, which i've been enjoying

idk if it counts but i've rewatched Madame Web a concerning number of times in the past few days.

currently craving: i'd kill for an Italian Cream Soda from tea2go rn

coffee or tea: tea. i used to be a big coffee person in my teens but my chronic illness doesn't like caffeine and it *really* doesn't like coffee so i just drink tea now, but i do love tea

hobby to try: the unrealistic hobby i'd like to get into a fanfiction binding, but that takes materials and resources i do *not* currently have. i think a more realistic answer is i've been meaning to get into marvel comics more.

current au: tbh the main AU i'm working on is a Lance Brunner-centric Post-Crisis fic where i'm completely rewriting his origins to make his death as Robin more significant but still something no one talks about, leading to the ressurection of Jason also reviving Lance and Jason going on his little spree, having no idea he's not the only dead Robin. i've figured out all of the backstory and how i want to characterize Lance, but the actual plot of the fic i'm still working out. i'm leaning toward Lance/Dick as a ship, but i haven't decided. i have so many notes and ideas though and i think it's funny to take a random one-off character from a random 60s comic and actually turn him into something substantial and how he'd shape the Batfamily. trust me i'm so close to infodumping about it here everyday.

i'm also working on a *really* messed up unhealthy Damian/Tim fic, where Damian purposefully breaks the timeline so Tim was never Robin and Damian was the third Robin instead. but when Bruce "dies" Damian realizes he has no idea where to start with finding Bruce so he has to go to a civilian!Tim for help, who has no idea the timeline was changed or that he was ever Robin in a different world. it's gonna be fun and fucked up and full of Damian's jealousy complex over Tim.

i don't know if i can come up with nine whole people to tag for this since i'm still new here but i can try: @searchforahero @divine-dominion @kevin-day-is-bi @kerakeriza @deepwithintheabyss

@maryshellyswife @alicemaem @justmyshittyspace @sandmanwhore and yeah that's all i got.just tagging some mutuals/ppl i see on my posts a lot!!!

[moonlit-seance]

skye young my beloved (<- actively losing his mind)

[self-indulgent-paw-patrol]

Someone contacted me this week asking for tips on how to run an askblog. I can't say who it is, they want to remain anonymous, buuuuuut... We'll have a Skye blog showing up soon 👀

I'm currently helping them making icons for it because they can't draw and don't want to reply with text only. I got to have a look at the blog (still under construction! I can't promote it yet XD) AND OMG GUYS IT'S LOOKING SO CUTE I LOVE IT ALREADY I CAN'T WAAAAAIT AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[goldiipond]

this balloon smp bit with holly and val has been plaguing my mind for days

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Hyrule just knew this was going to be a tedious call. So he smirked at Mo. “Glad this is your call.”

Mo grumbled, his eyebrows pressed flat just above his eyes in complete exasperation. Hyrule bit his tongue to stop himself from laughing - he was pretty sure Mo would make him walk back to the station if he burst out into giggles at this point.

Sighing heavily, Mo stepped out of the truck first as Impa spoke to the patient. Hyrule followed suit, taking in the scene. The patient in question was a man in his early twenties, with hair slicked so heavily with gel that Hyrule could probably make it into any shape he wanted. His small ears had gauges that were definitely too large for them, with small glassy eyes hidden under heavy black brows. The man was pacing in front of Impa, his tank top too tight for his chest, the smell of alcohol wafting so heavily in the air Hyrule was getting drunk off the fumes.

“Hey,” Impa greeted dully. “Drunk in public, fell and hurt his wrist. I can take him in, but he might need that wrist checked out, he won’t shut up about it.”

Mo walked over to the patient, towering over him. “Hey, buddy. What happened?”

The man hiccuped, slapping the back of his hand against Mo’s chest. Hyrule yet again held back another laugh, but it was barely contained, coming out as a squeak followed by a snort. Mo stared at the man as he went on a tirade.

“Well, my girl and I were fighting, and I decided to take a walk to cool down, you know?” The man explained. “You know, to be a good person and all. ‘Cause chicks can get a little crazy, and I was gettin’ upset and that’s jus’ not nice.”

“What happened to your wrist?” Mo clarified, voice growing heavier. Hyrule bit the the inside of his cheek.

“Well, I decid’d t’ take a walk,” the man went on, “And I saw this rock and just—” the man growled and jumped, making Impa, Mo, and Hyrule all startle a hair, before he blew his hand across the air with a whistle. “Saw a rock and kicked it.”

“Your wrist,” Mo grated out. “What happened. To your wrist.”

“Right, right, sorry, man,” the patient slurred onward, patting Mo’s chest again. “I kicked the rock and watched it, didn’t see where was goin’ ‘n’ fell. Caught myself with my wrist. Hand. You know?”

“You wanna get checked out at the hospital?” Mo asked.

“I mean,” the man swayed, shrugging in what looked like an attempt to play it off and be cool. Hyrule leaned against the ambulance, catching Mo’s impatient energy as it was three in the morning, but he also wanted to see this play out. “I d’nno if tha’s—i’s probably fine. I’m fine, man, don’t worry.”

“Perfect, then you’re going with me to jail once they evaluate you,” Impa chimed in easily.

The man blinked a couple times, registering her words, and then shifted his weight between his feet. “Well. I mean. It does hurt a bit.”

Mo took a steadying breath. “Let’s get in the truck.”

As Hyrule watched his partner lead the dazed drunkard by, he exchanged a look with Impa. She wasn’t nearly as amused as he was. He shrugged somewhat apologetically. “Well, saves you an arrest.”

“Wastes your time, though,” she retorted, crossing her arms.

“Wastes Mo’s time,” Hyrule corrected. He finally got a smile out of her with that.

Mo got the patient settled on the bench seat and took some baseline vital signs, all of which were normal aside from a slightly elevated heart rate. He gave Hyrule a thumbs up, and the medic hopped in the driver’s seat up front. As he started to accelerate down the road, he tuned in to the conversation happening in the back.

“Dude, you’re like—jacked,” the patient commented. Hyrule nearly drove off the road from laughing so hard.

Mo sighed heavily. “How badly does your wrist hurt? Can you move your hand?”

“Oh yeah, for sure for sure,” the patient replied. Hyrule heard nothing for a moment and then the patient yelled. “Ok dude, maybe not maybe not!”

“All right, just rest your hand and take it easy,” Mo advised, leaning over to emphasize his point.

“Bro, I’m so glad you’re here ‘cause like this is serious,” the patient commented.

Hyrule was not going to survive this ride. He was going to be absolutely insufferable on the way back.

When they finally dropped off the patient to an even more exasperated looking Legend, the pair plopped in the truck and were silent for a moment.

“Dude,” Hyrule said seriously. “I am so glad you were there. He could’ve died.”

“Link, I swear to G—”

[loz-the-noob]

Thing that I never finished </3

[darlingcloudie-9]

Live laugh love Kumonoue & Yuichiro’s straining relationship 💕

[wonupatootie]

hiii!

sorry i have a lot to say this is going to be so long 😭

FIRSTLY my exams just got over 🥴 so i headed straight to your recs lists to see if i could read something in this free time and i saw you've moved? woahh so here i am

and THEN i saw ur dokyeom and seungkwan lists and OH MY GOD? you recommended my fics??? that's so insane 😭😭😭 i cannot even literally akskdkdkejejej this is such a validating and happy moment oh my god because ur rec lists are all legends which i think every carat on tumblr has read at least once (i've read most of them more than once also lol) so thank you i am so glad you enjoyed and included them on your recs list!

ALSO i remember getting an ask from you ? but i had kept it in my inbox for a day hoping to read and reply to it after that day's exam? BUT THEN TUMBLR DID ITS THING AND I LOST IT i have no idea why tumblr keeps deleting some asks 😭 i'm so sorry i couldn't read nor reply to it 😔😔😔

ANYWAY sorry for dumping so much 😔 feel free to ignore/not reply if this is too much!

~as always, a fan of your blog 💌

hiii!!!

omg this is so sweet I LOVE YOU😭😭🫶🏻

congrats on finishing your exams!! mine's coming up in like a month but we don't talk abt that loll. I actually had to move cuz I got shadow banned and support still hasn't responded which sucks cuz I couldn't interact with anyone. Probably also why my ask disappeared from your inbox😭. But I'm so glad you found me here ><

Moreover I'm a big big fan of your works. I LOVE your writing so much of course they had to be recommended!! Plus my ask was just me saying how much I love your fics if you didn't get to read hehe.

Please don't be sorry for sending such a heartwarming ask. It's such a joy to interact with you like me getting to talk to one of my favourite authors?!? insane!

I hope you have a really nice day and thank you so much for making my day better🫂💕