#kinda crack tbh

[mileslovesdick]

When Edgeworth asks Gumshoe to retrieve his notepad from his car so they can review the notes he took at a crime scene Gumshoe is more than happy to do so, but when he gets his hands on the little book he can't believe his eyes!

His name is written all over the page!

Gumshoe storms his way back up to Edgeworth's office, big frown on his face and notepad tightly gripped in his fist.

"I can't believe you'd think such a thing, Mr. Edgeworth!"

Edgeworth looks thoroughly confused. "... Excuse me, Detective? What exactly are you talking about?"

"Don't play innocent, sir! You've got my name written all over this page!" Gumshoe shoves the paper right in front of his face.

Edgeworth turns bright red. "I-! Look, Gumshoe, I can explain that- it's really not like that-"

"It's not like that!? I'm looking right at it! All along you've been looking at me like..." Gumshoe trails off. "I feel so..."

Disgusted, sick, gross, Edgeworth has already anticipated every last possible word that might leave Gumshoe's mouth next and yet he's not sure he could actually handle hearing any of them out loud, so he braces himself for the worst.

"I feel so betrayed, sir! I can't believe you thought I had anything to do with this case!"

What?

"... I'm sorry?"

"Good! You should be! My name's written all over here, like I'm the main suspect or something!" Gumshoe huffs.

"I... Gumshoe..." Edgeworth lets out a long sigh as he tries to think of how to work his out of this little predicament without flat out confessing but he draws a blank.

Gumshoe starts flipping through the pages, frowning as he realizes his name is written on multiple pages. Did Edgeworth think he was some sort of criminal mastermind??

The real reason behind Edgeworth scribbling his name on every page doesn't become obvious to Gumshoe until he comes across a page full of hearts, scribbles and doodles.

'Miles Gumshoe, Dick Edgeworth, Miles Edgeworth-Gumshoe, Dick Gumshoe-Edgeworth / M.E + D.G / He looks so handsome today.'

"Oh... So... You don't think I'm a suspect..?"

Edgeworth rises from his desk and snatches the notepad from Gumshoe. "Do you see any other suspects names that're written in hearts, detective?" he huffs, trying to keep his calm exterior despite the fact his cheeks are still bright red.

Gumshoe's mood switches like a light, his face brightens up and his frown turns into a big smile. "Aw, Mr. Edgeworth! You really had me worried there for a second!" Gumshoe laughs. "And just so you know... I like Dick Edgeworth-Gumshoe."

"Not another word, Detective!" Edgeworth snaps, cheeks somehow getting redder. "Go do your job and bring what we found at the crime scene to the precinct."

"Yessir!" Gumshoe leaves the office with a huge smile on his face and a little pep in his step.

Edgeworth on the other hand is a blushing mess as he tries, but fails, to focus on work. How could he possibly focus on work when his feelings were just exposed, and he wasn't even rejected!

He keeps trying but more often than not he finds himself scribbling "Gumshoe, Gumshoe, Gumshoe" on the margins of his paper.

[blueshirtsarebetter]

ᴿᵃᵐᵇˡᶦⁿᵍˢ ᶦⁿ ᵗᵃᵍˢ

[twistedappletree]

jin ling before finding out about wei wuxian’s identity: i have stability

jin ling after finding out about wei wuxian’s identity: the ability to stab

[greenleaf4stuff]

If Adar had tried to flirt his way into defeating Sauron instead of besieging Eregion

Adar, looking at Celebrimbor: Your forge is grander and better equipped than any of Fëanor's have ever been. In see in you all of his greatness and talent but few of his flaws. And your smile is warmer than any fire and lights up any room-

Annatar, jaw twitching: Celebrimbor, he is clearly-

Celebrimbor, with literal anime heart eyes towards Adar, waving Annatar off: No no, please, let him speak...

(inspired by this post and reblog by @ivorybilledwoodpecker and @saraptor)

[sovereignjojoz]

Syz, who decides to take it upon himself to venture out into the open for groceries when you, his sleep deprived s/o, offered to do it despite having had under 4 hours sleep. Of course he couldn’t let you do that, so what was his solution: going to the store AND bringing your zaterran babies with him. Objectively, the task was rather mundane so why had he found himself stuck outside the store with three baby carriers that he couldn’t quite figure out how to transport in, even the old ladies cooing at him would giggle occasionally seeing him try various different methods. Even after 5 minutes of thinking his endeavours were fruitless, his tail even started to wag in frustration. Then suddenly he jumps, having thought of a brilliant idea, the answer was simple!

Dad!syzoth who balances your triplets on his tail while shopping, killing two birds with one stone! Not only does he have more space to carry the shopping bags but the slight swaying motion also keeps the babies from becoming restless and since he has full control over it he can easily keep an eye on them.

His chest is puffed out, a genius solution if he says so himself!

(Little did syzoth know when he came home he would be met with a very concerned spouse, a lot of face cupping and eye contact with an adamant need for reassurance).

Perhaps not so genius?

[raileurta]

Prompt

Through a series of miscommunication and half truths Hal makes the entire galaxy think Batman is a terrifying bat demi god who keeps a kryptonian as a pet.

[user1286]

In inspiration from those shorts that one SuperXavier fellow has of Kratos, and the original audio belonging to @/TrevohnnTheTitan he made the original audios of those.

(Mostly bc I thought it’d be funny to draw the expressions I imagined kratos having in them bc fuck it why not)

He’s so fucking silly.

[kheprriverse]

My contribution this week is this dumb ship idea that I've been sitting on + Delta being a little silly. I was actually contemplating not posting this but decided "yk what? its my blog so fuck it".

I love the thought that Delta keeps a notebook full of total garbage and dirt on other people for the fun of it (and ofc all her adventures, too). You CANNOT contain her thoughts to her head she needs it on paper and I love that for her.

All of this for that stupid kissing meme that's been in my head for ages just for it to show up in a tiny panel.

Won't be putting proper loz tags in this, probs just my usual blog tags (and ig shipping ones?) coz its just my ko'jin brainrot and not really important ig.

Bonus Below! (Ballad's in trouble lol)

Catch Ballad never talking to anyone about anything, even if asked to. (He does this with Zelda too. He's a secretive gremlin.)

They're not mad just disappointed.

[eri-pl]

For @morgoth-into-the-void-week day 2: the Void. Again, not much Morgoth in this, mostly talking about… well, about today's topic. Science/philosophy without plot. I think I like those.

Athrabeth Finrod ah Ilmare

AKA too much astronomy

"I don't know," said Ilmare with a smile, just as Finrod approached her and bowed. She sat on the grass, among bloming white crocuses, contrasting against her dark blue robe. A wide view of Aman stretched in front of them, perfectly clear despite the height.

Finrod smiled too, partially to chase away his irritation. "I haven't even said anything."

"Everyone knows your kind of questions. The fate of Men. And Elves. And the end of Arda. Why else would you climb up here?"

"I was visiting my grandmother, it's not far to climb here from her house. Yes, I decided to use this opportunity to ask you a question, my lady. But it has less to do with death or time, and more with the far reaches of the sky."

"Sit down then, as this may be a long discussion. Time and the far reaches… they are not as different as you may think. But ask, then, so that I will not keep answering the wrong questions."

Finrod sat somewhat below her, as respect for a Maia dictated, but still close enough to make the conversation feel more friendly than formal. "What is the Door of Night? What lies beyond it?"

Ilmare blinked. "Is this about your cousins?"

"No, not really. I know— I met them." Finrod shook his head, focusing on happier thoughts. "It's about many things. About the limits of Ea. Earendil goes through the Door, and yet he does not leave it. But when Morgoth was thrown… The way Lord Manwë spoke about it, everybody spoke about it was as if he ceased to exist, or at least, if that's even possible, somewhat ceased. Yet, it is said that he will one day return and Earendil—" He stopped, seeing Ilmare's displeased expression.

"Said by whom?"

Finrod moved away, even moreso with his mind than his body. "The wise."

"If so, then they aren't as wise as you deem them. Who would say such things? Rúmil? It does sound like Rúmil. I am not demanding an answer. I do respect your willingness to protect the reputation of others. Even if they are not wise." She shook her head, silver hair sparkling in the sun. "Whoever said this, do not take your lore from them. I can show you the limits of Ea."

For a while he did not know what to say.

"Not the limits you seem more interested in," added Ilmare, "but one that shall answer this question."

An invitation hung in the air, an unseen plea, and Finrod yielded to it. Darkness seemed to surround him, filled with countless stars, and in the middle of the darkness there was something like a ring, or a star that was empty inside, a crown of fire surrounding a deep darkness not unlike the one that came when the Trees had died. The starlit void twisted around it.

"The Door of Night lead to Ilmen, through which Earendil sails." Those words seemed to echo in the emptiness around, spoken in Ilmare's clear, melodic voice. "And nothing can leave Ea within Time, or enter it, except spirits of the Children. And prayers, messages, yes, this too. But as for beings, only the spirits of the both kindreds may come, and the spirits of Men may leave. And yet—"

The empty star seemed to move closer, but its shape twisted and trembled, like a miswrought glamour.

"Unfortunately, I do not know how do they look when seen with bodily eyes, and I can imagine only this much. Those things do not have a name, but I think of them as Doors of Nothing, or Doors of Forever. Nothing living can stand their closeness. Nothing that is of the matter of Ea. I tried to look at them embodied, but couldn't— they unravel everything that is not spirit. They unravel the Time itself."

Ice crept up Finrod's spine and he was suddenly back on the sunny meadow, trembling, his heart racing.

Ilmare stared at him.

"So—" he managed to say "—so it is, indeed, terrible? but no, it can't— It can't be."

She smiled gently, and slowly reached towards his head, and when he leaned in, started stroking his hair, as if Finrod was but a child. And like a child he did feel now.

"No, it is not terrible. It is strange, and not meant to be touched. But those are part of Ea, and, as each part, necessary. They proved necessary. For you see, Morgoth was bound to his body, by his own choices, but nonethless strongly."

Her hand at his head was warm and calming, and Finrod closed his eyes, letting the sun color his vision red.

Ilmare continued. "And those Doors… if we looked at Morgoth, if I showed you the one he was thrown into, when he reaches it —which I will not show you, as you are already scared enough— you would see him forever falling, stoped in place, unable to reach the center. But for him, from what my lady told me, for him it is a mere moment, and then he falls. And then nobody knows, but I think this means that we shall meet him when Time itself ends, because only then those two stories can meet."

For him? For us? This was not how time was supposed to work. And yet, if Lady Varda herself had said that… "I think I need some time to think about what you told me. Thank you, my lady, and I apologize for rejecting your vision."

Ilmare looked at him with a warm smile. "You do not need to apologize. I know that the Children are scared by things we cannot predict, and amazed by surprising things, and enraged… After all those years, you are still a riddle to us. Please, visit me if you will have more questions, I did enjoy this conversation. I will try to be less terryfying the next time."

As the Maia went away, and the last glimmer of silver embroidery of her cloak dissapeared behind the turn of a mountain path, Finrod lay on the meadow. Something she had said echoed in his head, but he couldn't say what. It still felt like a riddle than like an answer, but neverthless it pulled at his heart softly but deeply, with the feeling he hadn't felt since he died. What had she said? What about the empty star was so important?

No matter how terryfying the vision had been, this was just the beginning of his research.

[sukugo]

everytime sukugo gets called a crack ship i suffer +10 damage

[fatherforgivethem]

“I shall see you when the moon strikes. Only then will the stars dance, my love.”

The forest and all of it’s creatures looked forward to the Great Dance. Only then did the King watch his Queen dance.

For she danced with worship for the moon, for the water that graced their lands. He loved to watch the faces of others as they looked upon his Queen as if in a great trance.

Oh, she was the Moon Queen, and he, her ever faithful servant, was the King of Hell and everything that fell…

[pepistle]

Tommy aka Jolene (Maverick's Version) — mostly I came up with this after listening to Jolene a lot lol

Lyrics:

Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy

It’s getting hard to know when this began 

Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy

I’m begging you — just leave me when you can

I hated you starting in that bar

Cause you fucked my plans, grinning like a shark  

but then I held him in my arms, Tommy

Blood was drying on my hands

when you said you were sorry and 

maybe you were more than cold and ice, Tommy

When I’m awake, I think at night 

I think of you ‘cause I’m dreaming fright 

At least that’s what I tell myself, Tommy

I think of you and your frosted hair 

And your steady hands when you're way up there 

Not how I feel, ‘cause I just can’t, Tommy.

Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy

It’s getting hard to know when this began 

Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy

I’m begging you — just leave me when you can

It’s something that I wanna fight 

‘Cause I don't know how to love you right 

Thirty-one broke something deep in me, Tommy

My broken parts aren’t good for you, 

Can't handle dragging you down too,  

Just let me go and get your stars, Tommy.

Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy

It’s getting hard to know when this began 

Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy

I’m begging you — just leave me when you can

[junetoosoon]

So I just finished Half-Life 1 for the first time and you're telling me that another of Valve's most famous series started with a game about a mute protagonist escaping from an underground science facility that was developing secret teleportation technology, all while an insanely powerful being watches over them? 🤨

[shalomniscient]

do the older sevchino kids ever see their parents all in love and think😒😒 damn these bitches embarrassing

KEHXKDKJDKDKDKDF PLEASE THIS IS SO FUNNY ??? in public like “i don’t know them 🫥🫥🫥” LMAO

but tbh though, i don’t think so? at least not particularly. arle and i aren’t the heavy PDA type if being touchy in public is something the kiddos find embarassing. and at home, me n arle being down horrendous for each other is just how it works LOL the kids grew up with it, so you could say they’re used to it by now—all of the sweet words and gestures and stuff <333

as a bonus, all the kiddos have very high expectations for love and their partners. and as another bonus, aymeric, who acts a lot in furina’s romance movies as an adult, is just naturally so damn smooth and charming it infuriates furina a little. like he’d do a scene and then go to her like “hmm. i have an idea to make it better” and pulls the most romantic thing out his ass that really is better than the actual scene and when furina asks where he got the idea he just says “oh my dad does it for my mom a lot” and furina just has to sit there now with the knowledge that arlecchino, woman who tried to kill her once, has INCREDIBLE game 😭😭😭 she ain’t the knave she’s the mfing rizzler 😭😭😭

[minniiaa]

Went through my 100+ drafts. here are some stupid ones that never made it to the TL for your enjoyment.

[onepiece-polls]

Crackship decision poll

They have no canon interactions (as far as I know), but they've become quite popular (especially among KidLaw shippers), so....

It is not important if you ship them or not; this is about whether you think it's crack or not.

Art by Braindeadmaggot