#baby mode: ACTIVATE

[rendevok]

Still a trio after all this time 💗

[ID: A drawing of Miles Edgeworth, Larry Butz, and Phoenix Wright; both from the present and past. Near the top of the image the trio is posing for a photo; Larry, in the middle, is grinning widely, and leaning his elbows on the shoulders of the other two. Miles crosses his arms, looking toward his friends and scowling over the contact, Phoenix smiles fondly while observing the interaction. In the middle and lower half of the image, and superimposed over their older figures, is a picture of their younger selves in a very similar position. Young Larry is once again in the middle, leaning his arms on his friends’ shoulders, while young Miles opens his mouth in protest, and young Phoenix is again observing his friends and laughing with a open smile. End ID]

[ky-landfill]

"Dunno know why you're so worried, Bruce. Power cuts happen all the time down in the Narrows."

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

Y’all remember that one bunch of silly low effort doodles I did of selkie reader finding a horseshoe crab on th beach,, well now there’s ✨more✨ (starring Moon)

(pt one and two,, :3c)

(Next part here!)

[radiance1]

Pariah Dark. Ghost King. Master of War. Tyrant. The Breaker of Worlds.

Currently found himself... perplexed and at a loss.

He had assumed he would never be free once more, the one-time his punishment was cut short he wrote it off as the mistake it was. A pitiful fool who believed he could claim his crown from his prison without consequences.

The second time.

Well.

He would not have thought himself to be so lucky, assuming that no other would be foolish enough to free him once more.

He most likely should have learned not to assume a lot of things, when one is more than acquainted with the Master of Time. There was a lot he would do and did for the other before his eternal rest, and a lot of things he could've wrapped his mind around, found out the reason for, even so long as he had the clues no doubt left by Time.

But this.

This.

He was not exactly sure what his expression was, he could not even decide what exactly he was feeling, even. "Dearly belo-" Pariah Dark hid his mistake by clearing his throat. "Master of Time, what exactly do you intend for me to do with... these."

'These' referred to the small beasts currently amusing themselves on his body. A pitch-black chick with red eyes currently nesting in his hair, a snake trying to loop itself-and failing at looping- itself around his neck, a puppy currently resting on his arm and a cub currenting trying to get said puppy's attention only to be zapped away by the pup's foot.

Yes.

Zapped.

Despite this utterly befuddling situation, he was amused by it nonetheless.

"Your parole," The Master of Time said, all-knowing smile on his face. "Surely you would know what to do with children, would you not?"

Pariah Dark blinked. "What in the infinite is a parole?" Pariah tasted the word on his tongue, as if it was foreign to him. And, well. It was. "And what, exactly, would that have to do with children?"

The Master of Time's smile eased into faint amusement, as if aware of some joke the king himself was not.

Which happened more often than not, actually.

"Take good care of these children, and you shall be released from eternal sleep." He said, as if that explained everything. But Pariah Dark was staring at him in clear and undisguised puzzlement.

He then raised an eyebrow. "You would leave me alone with children? Truly? With no qualms?"

The personification of Time nodded, and Pariah could blink slowly, as if he had trouble wrapping his head around this. "Dearly beloved, surely you would not think that this-" If Clockwork noticed his slip of the tongue, then he didn't point it out as Pariah Dark continued. "Would be the best of ideas, no? Surely, you should be worrying for their safety."

Clockwork's eyes filled with mirth as he inclined his head slightly. "Well, do you currently hold any thoughts of harming these children?"

Pariah Dark's face gave away his faint confusion. "Not particularly, no."

"Then that is that." The ancient ghost nodded, as if everything was already decided and done as Pariah could only stare at him in unsurprised exasperation before shaking his head.

Perhaps, he should have expected this.

"The one currently making a nest of your hair goes by Vlad, the Pheonix King." Clockwork pointed his staff to the chick in question, who squinted open an eye before nestling further into the king's hair. He then pointed to the snake. "The one currently trying to strangle you, is Danny. Our prince as well as what humans would call an eastern dragon."

The way Clockwork pronounced our had Pariah feeling like it held another meaning and not just him being known as the prince.

Was there something he was not aware of...?

The staff then pointed to the pup dozing off in his arms. "That one," Clockwork said with faint amusement. "Goes by Dan, a fusion between the phoenix and dragon resulted in his creation and he soon became his own entity after becoming secluded from his timeline after its erasure." He said this casually, as if it weren't something that would cause questions. "He is also a Raiju."

How a bird and snake gave way to dog, Pariah does not know.

The staff then pointed to the last child in his arms, trying to bother Dan and being kicked away and zapped for its efforts. "That is Dani, formally Danielle. She is a Mishipeshu who is the only successful clone of the phoenix and dragon, making her our technical princess."

Again, the emphasis of our left Pariah feeling like there was something he should know. A missing piece to a puzzle he didn't even know he had started.

"You said this one was a king, correct?" Pariah asked, shifting around his arms to better support the pup and cub. "Would the phoenix's not take offense to me of all people being the one to raise their ruler?" As soon as the words left his tongue did he remember who exactly he was talking to.

He was met with a vicious smile, one that he did not see until the days of yore. His non-existent heart skipped a beat.

"Well, if they would like to voice their... displeasure." The Master of Time practically purred that sentence out, and Pariah felt something odd shift inside him. "Then they are surely allowed to do so."

Pariah grunted, silent for a few moments. Clockwork moved towards him in that time, and Pariah stood still, only tracking the ghost with his eyes. "I am quite certain you would make a wonderful father, dear-"

Excuse him, dear..?

"-So why not prove me right as you always have, hm?" Pariah Dark blinked, opening his mouth to speak before his mind screeched to a halt as he felt a pair of lips upon his own before they moved away in the next moment.

A ghost of a kiss.

"Now, run along now why don't you." Clockwork had a mischievous glint in his eyes, before Pariah found himself surrounded by a wide pasture, spanning as far as his eyes could see (and he could see very far) and at the end a forest with a house behind him.

But he could not react, even as he felt pecks upon his head, a bite at his ear and most surely the scratching of claws against his form.

His hair burst into green flames as he stood stalk still.

[skunkes]

[santatrina]

parental gallagher is actually insane because what do you mean he's the father figure of a kid that's not only a dream but also resembles his creator .

i believe gallagher is more than capable of separating mikhail from misha and recognizing misha as his own individual but i can't help but imagine that there were moments where it was simply hard not to think of the watchmaker when glancing at misha.

and this gets even sadder because if we really think about it, gallagher spent much much MUCH more time with misha than with mikhail but... the watchmaker's legacy is still so prominent and there's NOTHING gallagher can do despite grief (for mikhail) and love (for misha)

as gallagher himself says, mikhail is gone, but misha was still there.

no one at the hotel acknowledged misha's presence. no one from penacony ever dreamed of him. all he had until the trailblazer arrived was clockie and gallagher, and even if that was insufficient, misha was still an extraordinary kid, an extraordinary friend to everyone who had the pleasure of accompanying him at some point in his... life.

imagine gallagher listening to his wishes and having to go on with his day knowing he'd never be able to fullfil most of them. he would never be able to take misha in any super duper trip. he would never see the day where misha would go trailblazing. never.

HOYOVERSE WHEN I CATCH YOU WHEN I CATCH YOU HOYOVERSE

[jessieren]

Announcing the all new Saturday caption competition…

Do your worst best tumblr

[entryn17]

doodles from tonight featuring a really small chara

[roennq]

Grogu's Practical Guide to Target Setting and Goal Achievement

Specific (Target acquired)

Time Bound (Target in range)

Attainable (Target achieved)

[tj-crochets]

hey y'all! I'm looking for some stuffed animal suggestions. I'm kinda stuck in quilt mode and I want to like force switch to plushies* but the inspiration isn't switching I'm hoping if I hear a plushie idea that I am like "oh I HAVE to make this" like I did with the giant octopus I can get myself to switch to plushies again? *I aggravated my ribs a bit and want to work on something smaller and lighter than a quilt for a while. I'm okay, it'll just heal faster if I take at least a few days off of quilts

[milimeters-morales]

posting acau miles practice doodles here bc it’s not really enough for my art blog 😖 i usually only draw the simplified versions of my acau designs, so i don’t have a lot of practice drawing/figuring out the actual style i wanna use for it

[peridotsarelongterm]

New De Footage on the YouTubes, Y’all

I haven’t even watched it yet; just stopped crowing “f yes f yes” long enough to link here. Enjoy, everyone. 😄

[wilcze-kudly]

Mood for this year: Wei's gay little battle crouch

[doontpanic]

[sleepingsun501]

Again with the HANDS REACHING FOR BLASTERS!! 🫠🫠

Sequel to this post

[spawksstuff]

Atlanta Parents See Star on Screen

Atlanta Journal 28 February 1947

They're so proud.

Best part is the last two paragraphs!