#i HATE you raymond

[goosesartblog]

and what if the slaughtered lamb asked you to sing while it died

[louissviolin]

Rare image finds of Perry Mason! Raymond’s beautiful blue eyes. Barbara absolutely slaying in every pic. The love between them two. I just wish some didn’t have the watermarks…

(Imago Images)

[jimmyspades]

"Look alive!" THE BLACKLIST 10.13 "The Sicilian Error of Color"

[pagesupinflames]

last night i blacked out in my car. and i woke up in my childhood bed. (pt.1)

(seven years on testosterone, an eternity of sibling love, and a million tears shed over someone that was once thought to be gone forever; someone who had changed completely).

— a sam and transmasc sweetheart sibling renunciation fic ft. my ver. of all the pack listeners (also maybe ooc sam ?? it’s been a while i miss my cunty southern man)

“repeat who’s all gon’ be there again?”

marcy sighed. was sam always this curious or did he just wanna piss her off today?

“david. his mate, willow. asher. mate, kato. milo. ray. amanda. christian. arden. bailey. kelsey. ansel. there’s too many of the fuckers to actually list off their names all at once, but those are the main guys. again. got it?” the wolf listed off in a stern voice laced with annoyance, counting with her fingers at every name said. of course, she wasn’t truly annoyed with sam— but she’d never admit that out loud.

after repeating the names in his head once more (as if he hadn’t done so thirty-three times in the past hour), sam raised an eyebrow at marcy.

“and ray is who again?”

“milo’s mate. are you good now?”

recalling the man, he nodded his head, cutting the engine as he made his way out of the car. he was only a couple steps out before he turned back around to open marceline’s door for her.

she scoffed at him, biting her lip in an attempt to keep her composure from faltering as she hopped out of her seat — unaware of the slightly smug grin sam shot behind her back as they both began trailing towards the cabins.

———————————

raymond sat on one of the coolers next to milo, red solo cup in hand as he quietly observed the atmosphere that surrounded him. voices. people. he’s already met all of them.

he knew he was going to meet someone new today. marceline’s mate. mate? boyfriend? friend she’s fucked? friend with benefits? milo didn’t really specify, possibly because he didn’t even know himself — but no matter the title, ray prepared for their arrival. partially because he wanted to see marcy again (friend crushes were weird), partially because he was curious about this new guy. vampire. his curiosity peaked.

his thoughts were interrupted by a gentle nudge on the shoulder from milo, who smiled at him and motioned towards a random direction in the giant cabin full of people. ray’s gaze followed the gesture, a familiar head of wild, wavy blond hair seen from afar bothering another set of blond hair, this one nearly styled and darker than the beta’s. ray ignored the pit growing deep in his stomach that triggered his gag reflex.

“ash ‘s shootin’ himself.” milo commented, jutting his thumb over at the (awkwardly conversing) blond pair with a sly grin, slightly easing the tension (keyword: slightly). “wanna go make fun o’ him?”

ray let out a chuckle at the straightforward question, standing with a mirroring smirk. “that’s all you. ‘m no instigator.”

milo playfully rolled his eyes, wrapping an arm around ray’s waist before pulling him in to go embarrass asher even more than he was doing himself.

and with each step ray took side by side to milo’s, he felt himself growing weaker; sicker. like he had swallowed an apple seed and it just now started to grow into a sapling in his abdomen. each step was a new emotion. nostalgia. longing. betrayal. relief. anger. was it asher he was feeling this way about? but ash didn’t do anything. why were his knees starting to give out from underneath him?

“you stickin’ your foot in it already, ash?” the curly haired wolf questioned in a teasing tone as he approached, keeping ray close.

asher stammered at milo’s ask, already deep enough in eating shit. “u-uh.. mmaybe? ahah…”

the beta paused, exasperatingly gesturing back and forth between the other blond and the power couple. ray looked up with a friendly smile. then the smile dropped. the sapling grew into a full-grown tree, and he was back to being a kid again.

“sam, milo and ray. ray and milo, sam.”

his name was sam.

“sam.”

“sam.”

“sam.”

“sam?” sarah lynn called out, rubbing her tired eyes as she held her blanket close to her body. it was cold out. the heater was broken again. and her older brother was crawling out of his window.

“where’re you goin? are you leavin?”

samuel was frozen in place when her tiny voice hit his ears, his plans being thrown out of the window he was escaping out of at her questions. always curious, was what she was.

he didn’t look back at her. and that hurt him most. he didn’t look at her becuase if he did he would never be able to leave. leave her behind in this haunted house.

“i don’t want you worryin’ about that, lynn.”

“but i am worryin.”

his breath hitched in his throat. he had to physically grab his chin in order to not look at her. do not look at her. look now and you never leave.

with a shaky breath, sam held his tongue to simplify the words that would be an entire journal worth of paragraphs that he wanted to say to her.

“don’t. be a good girl, ‘kay? be good. i-i’ll.. i’ll come back. for you. i promise that. you gotta promise to be good, you swear? i’ll—“ the accent croaked, and sam sniffled into his inner sleeve.

“i’ll come back for you, sarah lynn, i promise. i’m comin’ back. i’ll love y.. you always, yeah? no matter what you do, i love you. a lot.”

his words didn’t make sense to her. so he was leaving. and he wasn’t taking her with him. why? she could pack quickly. she could fit all of her things in a grocery bag. she could go with him. they could stay close like the other brothers and sisters at school.

but she was like sam in that sense. sarah lynn bit her tongue.

“i.. love you too, sammy.”

he repeated his past words. “swear you’ll be good?”

the six year old girl let out a breathy sigh, heavy and thick from the tears swelling in her eyes. “mhm. i swear.”

at sarah lynn’s oath, sam pressed his lips together, pinching his eyes to wipe his sorrows away before nodding in response, dropping his belongings down the second floor window.

“good.”

and then he jumped out.

and he never came back for her.

“pleased to meetcha.”

“i’ll come back.”

“likewise.” milo smiled at sam, only to pause at his mate’s paled face in his peripheral vision.

springing to attention, he squeezed ray’s waist, his reaction immediately being to squirm away at his touch and curl in on himself. eyes dead set on sam. sam.

sam.

his tone came out worried, confused as he turned to face his mate with a frown of concern. “sweetheart? are.. you okay?”

“i..” ray swallowed, just now realizing the blond was staring right back at him. same look. different eyes. new face? new person?

old face. dead stories. dead brother. dead name.

“i have to go to the bathroom.”

[relicsongmel]

Happy 1-year anniversary of Raymond Shields giving me psychic damage before permanently infecting my brain forever.

Enjoy this montage of some of the most poorly aged AAI2 clips I have (and the turnabout of the century at the end)

[askamnesiamoonjumper]

aau rework version of the overload/boss fight where it actually has consequences and bearing on the character dynamics save me,, save me aau rework,,,,

[ritzcuit]

if anyone can hear me, will you consider this friend group with me

datz and raymondi mean eddie are both in their 40s and larry is like early 30s, i think, by this point, maybe later, i just imagine them somehow meeting up in a bar, maybe a party, a waa party where edgeworths extended friendmily shows up, and datz is there because apollo is there, but it just gets out of hand, and datz and ray, i think, become best friends for life within an instant, U cannot tell me otherwise, and larry got swept up in it. he can't escape. He's begging for freedom and theyre not letting him go

[marshmellowtea]

the thing is chris would never ever cut off his parents without heavy intervention from his friends and a strong support system beneath him (taps my "raymond and celia are his main source of income and monetary support which makes it hard for him to fully cut them off" headcanon) but even if he did manage to go through with it they'd still be desperately trying to reconnect and control him, celia especially because who is she really without her little Emotional Punching Bag, so she's doing everything in her power to get him back in her life so she has that doting little lamb of hers to punch down on. and ofc chris's perception of love is so warped that he thinks her stalking him is a sign that she's Actually Cared About Him This Whole Time, Guys, No Really! and his friends have to gently break it to him that no, actually, her trying to get him back in her life so she can abuse him more does not actually count as "caring about him", unfortunately :(

[three-headed-monster]

23 year old players having mental problems that are effecting their on ice play NOOOOO who would’ve thought!!! almost like they’re CHILDREN. it’s just unfortunate they don’t get the grace other players on different teams would get because sabres fans are impatient. even tage said last year they let the pressure and outside noise get to them and he’s older/played longer. it’s annoying! and honestly really sad that these players get into their heads like this and play poorly because of the rabid fans

dylan has also said multiple times that the added pressure of a new contract and expectations made him nervous last year, and i'm sure others feel the same way. i don't think pressure is a bad thing but geez, i'm truly shocked at how terribly un-understanding this fanbase is when SO many of the sabres success stories didn't get truly GOOD until they were past 24 or 25. like look at tage, casey, and sam reinhart, NONE of them REALLY broke out until their mid to late 20s. the only prospect that has come through here and immediately lived up to expectation is jack eichel.

even ras took nearly FOUR TO FIVE YEARS after his first nhl year to finally develop into the player he is now. like for how much we love to reference our 14 year playoff drought, sabres fans LOVE to forget their own history, cause there were people in 2021 saying we needed to trade ras for assets and look at him now. we literally bridged him and half the fandom was in AGREEMENT of it because they thought he was shitty and a bridge deal would be easier to trade.

we have SEEN this before. give it time. it's growing pains. unless you want to punt off yet another young core and have it come back to blow up in your face

[kugamoogle]

I've seen a couple posts talking about combining Eustace/Sebastian's fan and official names together as a fun little compromise (which I love!!), and while most of the focus has indeed been on him because of his....interesting choice of surname, I've also seen almost as many posts talking about disliking Ray/Eddie's name change too—mostly due to the lack of subtlety with his new name and the erasure of the sword and shield motif, and wanted to share a compromise my friend and I came up with in case it helps anyone:

Eddie is short for Edmund.

Admittedly "Edmund" isn't a name I'm particularly fond of myself—I definitely prefer the way Raymond sounds and I think it suits his design better, but it shares the same root suffix—and subsequently a similar meaning—to "Raymond", with the ending suffix meaning "protector", and thus brings back some of the subtlety of his fan name. It's also not a perfect homage to the shield aspect, but personally I only recognized "Edgeworth" as being sword related at all after seeing the Japanese name (granted, I'm also dumb) so....make of it what you will ig.

Not a perfect solution (and I don't think I'm the first to come up with this specific idea by any means!), but since the majority of the complaints I've seen are about the meaning and the pun, versus issues with the actual name fitting his design or the sound of it, I figured it may help someone.

I will also agree he doesn't look like an "Edmund", but honestly that's just more of a reason for him to go by Eddie. Lol.

[aheathen-conceivably]

Now that I have seen this it cannot be unseen. So alas, I must share this cursed and beautiful knowledge with you all as well.

[roseadleyn]

raymond — the conqueror

❝ who are you if nobody is watching? ❞

❝ i'm sorry i didn't stay the same, but pain makes people change, you know. ❞

tagging; @crownxie, @mysticmeena, @hmerus, @dxmoness, @sxnful-rage, @orlic1a, @lady-navier0357, @salvatvre, @that-one-pretty-bitch, @ithil-lucien, @parkykwho, @palaceofghosts, and @izumi-astra-123.

[invinciblerodent]

the sound is a bit off-sync, but in case anyone needs a reminder of why I will eat my entire PC chip by chip, with guac, if this man doesn't show up in Veilguard, here it is

[octahyde]

People are headcanoning Sebastian Debeste is his chosen name after Edgeworth takes him from Banzai and I love that we’re spinning our copioum into positive things that further his character but also. We have to accept it. We have to accept Yumihiko Ichiyanagi is named Eustace Winner. That’s just how it is.

[yappacadaver]

Still not normal abt him being a caretaker multiple times during his life

[relicsongmel]

Thinking about Raymond Shields as Colress' defense attorney again and realizing that if Denise was called to testify against him she would absolutely come out of that whole ordeal thinking Ray is a hack which is a fucking HILARIOUS thought