#WHY DO YOU ASK

[honeyhobbs]

Ok 141 beach day and everyone gets burnt to a crisp

[occudo]

hello, Archivist

[gleafer]

Dopplebanger comic PART TWO!

[ruins-and-rewritez]

Jesper: does this eyeliner bring out my eyes?

Kaz: I know a way to bring out your eyes

Jes:

Kaz:

Inej: *sigh* Yes, Jes, it really makes them pop. You look amazing

[intotheelliwoods]

lmao @dianagj-art @sharkfinn

[shallow-between-stars]

I love the difficulty curve in the Phoenix Wright series so much.

The first mission is all:

"I didn't know it was the victim's birthday!" "If you didn't know it was her birthday, why did you have a cake and candles in your bag?" "They were for my birthday!" "*Gasp!* Strapping Lawyer Man! Check the court record!" " Thank you for your support, Charming Teenage Girl! You're so right! You have underestimated me, Evil Murderer Witness! Your birthday was in March and it is July!" "Nooo! My plan to frame Hapless Passerby is ruined by your remarkable powers of observation!" "Wow! Strapping Lawyer Man! You're so clever how did you work that out?"

Through to

"I dunno what to tell you, Charming Teenage Girl, the only contradiction I can find is that this image is moved one pixel to the left." "I mean, I think we should point it out anyway, Strapping Lawyer Man." "Objection! This image is ONE PIXEL TO THE LEFT!" "Hahaha! Strapping Lawyer Man! You have walked into my TRAP don't you know that proves my theory more than yours? It's such a shame you can't get wacky hijinks approved in court to disprove me." "...Y'know what, Strangely Kinky Prosecutor? I'm gonna get wacky hijinks approved in court."

[queen-boudicca]

Some of these wapo correspondents are brutal tbh

[cafiffle]

as long as I live I will never forget @beesmygod saying "I am begging you to be harder to impress"

I think about this so often

[marigoldendragon]

So I figured out what my dragons hoard would be. And it's only a little bit embarrassing.

And no this isn't even all of them. There was a small handful that wouldnt easily fit in the drawing, not to mention all the ones that I forgot about over the years.

--- not me editing this after I already uploaded it because I forgot my own fursonas fucking markings XD ---

[creekfiend]

I wan a start referring to painting as "pushing pigment around" I think that's pretty funny. next time someone asks me what my plans are for the day. idk, just pushing pigment around

[spectral-musette]

POV: the Mandalorian Royal Guard who gets sent to investigate the blocked security holocam (covered with what looks like brown fabric?) in the Duchess’s audience chamber on the Coronet…

(But at least has the decency to make some noise on their way in…)

“Begging your pardon, Duchess, but I ought to be taking my leave,” General Kenobi said, stiffly and a bit too quickly.

The Duchess took a moment to reply. “Of course.” Her voice sounded thin and a little breathless. “We will continue discussing trade routes another time. Soon,” she added, a little more steadily.

[flythesail]

— With a Hand to Hold

[wrathofrats]

STOP BEING A WHORE STOP BEING A WHORE STOP BEING A WHORE STOP BEING A WHORE

[ofwraithsandwords]

Giver of the Fruit

Art by @ydteus

[mordenandmerry]

A spiral domain in the American Midwest would go crazy, but it would have so much to pick from.

A field of blinding snow that makes your eyes hurt and go dizzy with the light. You’re supposed to be going home, but in the endless white you have no idea where home could be. The clouds make you unsure where the ground really ends, and the deep snow makes the ground feel anything but solid. You fall into it, closing your eyes hoping to escape that dizzying, blinding white.

A field of corn that seems to always lead to a road to safety, only for there to be yet another field of corn. Where did you come from? Do these streets even have names? Sometimes a house appears, but it’s half destroyed and long since abandoned. The sun is covered by gray clouds that seems to press in on your head, making hard to think. Let’s hope you make it out of the fields before the rain falls.

Trees reach over a poorly maintained road, as if grabbing at you. Only the stars light the empty pavement. None of the plants seem to match anything you remember, but the bird calls interrupt any thought you could be having, forcing you to start your musings overs again. Trees reach over a poorly maintained road, as if grabbing at you. Only the stars light the empty pavement. None of the plants seem to match anything you remember, but the bird calls interrupt any thought you could be having, forcing you to start your musings overs again. Trees reach over a poorly maintained road, as if grabbing at you. Only the stars light the empty pavement. None of the plants seem to match anything you remember, but the bird calls interrupt any thought you could be having, forcing you to start your musings overs again. The stars cannot guide you. They will only drive you mad.