#sando the cat

[punkeropercyjackson]

Momo has special sets of diy'd hair beads to represent her most important people

Red and white(Shouto,her best friend turned boyfriend)

Green and yellow(Izuku,her best friend turned honorary brother)

Purple and gray(Jirou,her best friend turned ex-girlfriend turned even closer best friend)

Shades of hot pink(Mina,her best friend turned ex-best friend turned even closer best friend and her other ecbf girlfriend)

Shades of red(Eijirou,her best friend turned honorary brother and foodie buddy)

Lavender and lilac(Hitoshi,her online gaming buddy turned best friend and honorary brother)

Black and blue(Dabi,her platonic soulmate,older brother figure,pseudo-dad,punk mentor and cycle breaker)

Pink and red splotches(Himiko,her partner in villanessism turned honorary sister and anarchistic heroines partner)

Pastel rainbow(Eri,her friend group adoptive kid sister and little idolizer)

And even calico patterns(Sando,the cat her and Shouto found and take care of together in the infamous sketches)

[swarahlx3]

so windy brrrrrrʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔ༄

[cuneiformkey]

I am constantly thinking about that scene from where the Reshi build their communities on the backs of the gigantic Tai-na greatshells who they also worship as greatshell gods. The Reshi only go to war “when the god decides” by attacking another greatshell — and I love the solidarity with their giant turtle home.

A Reshi Prayer: Our Greatshell, who art here beneath us, Tai-na be thy name. Thy soul be one, Thy will be done, on shell as it is at sea. Give us this day our daily fish, and anyone who trespasses against Thee is gonna have to deal with us because we will fuck them up!

We should replace our current system of “war to steal resources”, and change to “let our turtles decide.”

[jadetheblueartist]

Yo the sando brothers are crabs already aquatic are they more of a land animal now?

Ooooh yep they would be! My forst thought for them would be potentially some sort of large cat… maybe like jaguars or something bc their acrobats although I’m not too sure yet

[chelbeanilu]

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[ask-de-writer]

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@wind-the-mama-cat for READING,

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SANDO’S LAKE : Parts 3 & 4 of 4

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[xiumaiart]

Some Kitsune convenience store snacks I'll be turning into pins later ~

[kamisama1kiss]

HIIIII THE MOVIE WAS SO GOOD AND I SAW YOU WERE TAKING REQUESTS AND OMG OMG COULD YOU DO A NEKOMA MANAGER x KENMA PRETTY PLEASE ITS OKAY IF NOT BUT ANYWAYS THE MOVIE HAS ME AUGH!! Ah! preferably the prompt i think would be fun is either Kenma and Y/N going to the conbini and/or arcade in the middle of the night after the loss (they sneak out of the hotel) or Arcade/GameStop Worker!Reader x Regular!Kenma. This is my first time making a request so HOPEFULLY I did this right!!

The movie is so good, like wow. I actually did some small researching for snacks for a konbini 😝🫶 You did great, BTW! Loved the cute idea!! ♡

Song of choice: Sweet by Cigarette After Sex

!⚠️Spoilers from The Dumster Battle will be mentioned shortly⚠️!

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Kenma Kozume { Midnight Snacks }

"Not of your brightest moments {Name}" Kenma spoke with the volleyball manager, walking next to him along the streets of Japan for a breather. "Perhaps not, but you didn't say no."

They smiled at him, finding his constant small frown from having to leave the comfort of sleeping to go out, alongside his switch being placed into their pocket for no purpose of being used.

"It has been a long enough day as is." not adding much of an answer while he was still tired from the match with Karasuno. Shrugging a shoulder at what he had side, "This just a short trip to clear our minds, besides its good for you to go outside some more."

They spoke gently, placing a light hand on his shoulder. The walking stops in a halt. "I know this was hard on you after how it ended, with the ball falling out of your hand at the end."

Almost as he held his breath when it was mentioned, his shoulder stiffened as well, feeling guilt from earlier. Nonetheless, he had experienced a new feeling. "You had fun playing volleyball today, I saw it. We all saw it." A soft patting motion with the hand resting on his shoulder, further making their way down the street lit path.

Rounding the corner in silence, the loudest sounds were easily picked up by the sounds of shoes hitting the concrete. It was maybe quiet but not uncomfortable. Simply, a warm aura wrapped the duo.

It could be seen as Kenma eyed them. Hesitation was shown in his movements, with enough curridge his hand finally latched on to their hand. It was pinkey linked, a small form of affection that he rearly initiated himself.

Hearts beating as one, with the stars dancing along the dark canvas up above. Comfort was broken at some point. "We could head to the konbini, up ahead." They suggested in a soft whisper, pointing briefly with their head. "A night snack could be nice."

The night felt as a warm breeze when they now had a destination to make. He was quiet, but not many words needed to be exchanged between the two. Lazily smiling as his eyes would softly admire how the moonshine hit their face, never having gotten the grasp of how they even ended up together.

With a blink of en eye now standing in front, one of the few ials of snacks, food, and simple groceries along such. "Hm, I feel for a strawberry sando. You?" They asked him while they reached for the strawberry snack.

His cat-like gaze roamed before reaching his wish. "A apple pie flavoured Umaibo." Reaching for one alongside it being not too far from where they stood.

"I'll pay." They said even before he could even utter another word. "Are you sure? I could pay for my own just fine." Raising a light brow but gives them the snack if choice anyhow.

"I insist, take it as a treat. You paid for the last one." They grinned at him as they now spinned on the heel to go upfront, lightly tugging him after with the pinkey still being held.

With yet another flash of a blink, they sat outside of the konbini, each munching on their respected snacks. "You know, this evening was pleasant, actually." He mumbled after a second bite, looking over at them only to already be greeted by a pleased and eased smile.

"I am glad to hear so." They lightly spoke, the moon shunned yet again on the two, giving them a soft glow. Going from linked pinkey to hands completely intertwined as time went on.

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Hope you all enjoyed this little Kenma Kozume snippet!♡

[germhammy]

“Lunchtime antics Pt 2”

Wednesday and Kent had found the prime table. Yoko, Eugene, and Enid came up with their trays. Kent sighed

Kent: those sandos look so good! At least I am getting one

Yoko: yes but do you deserve one? Deserting the Gold Bugs?

Wednesday: says the blood sucker who deserted the Black Cats?

Yoko: I’m sorry!! I know I attended a meeting? But I value yours and Enid’s friendship to not reveal anything! I have my honor

Enid: have you been asked?

Yoko: yes! I asked Bianca. Would you betray Wednesday?

Wednesday: nothing is finalized yet. But that is wise.

Bianca and Ajax joined the table

Bianca: do I feel my ears burning?

Kent: we were discussing betraying Wednesday.

Bianca: who would be that stupid? Is this about Yoko joining the Gold Bugs? Yes I asked about your plans. Can you blame me?

Wednesday: I did not ask Kent anything.

Bianca: and I am not you. But I didn’t expect her to give anything away. I would have been disappointed if she did. I want to win fairly. Dirty perhaps, but still within the ‘no rules’ kinda dirty. Not by cheating

Kent looked at Eugene as he gave his sandwich to Wednesday

Eugene: I got yours

Wednesday: thank you. They are limiting one per student correct?

Enid: yes! -placing the chips and soda she got for Wednesday in from of her- and why we asked Eugene to get yours. He’s the one who let us know. We were tenth in line!

Kent: aww. Do you know how many they made and how long it will take?

Ajax: -taking his seat- there was still quite a pile when I went up to the sandwich counter to get my tuna sandwich

Xavier approached

Xavier: hey! You guys see all the idiots lined up for those a stupid egg sandwiches?

Wednesday: all I see is an elitist snob who thinks he knows everything and does not know when to just give up and move on -taking a bite of her egg sando- would be perfect if they mashed up the egg just a bit more

[weekly-star-wars-prompts]

Favorite Star Wars Animal Poll! (#4)

Our final poll to determine our final contender before the CHAMPIONSHIP POLL on Monday! (Check out Poll #1, Poll #2, and Poll #3 to see our other contenders)

I'm eager to see which animal wins this next round...because this list is a little scattered 😂 But I love it!

I mean, a tooka and a Loth Cat might be the same thing technically, but both were submitted, and Loth Cats are kinda different in that they are from Lothal...and...whatever...here we are...

[nanamin-nah-nanamine]

Hello! We saw you were doing matchups, and we'd love to have one, if you're up for it. :)) We're pansexual, so we're open to any gender but have a preference for males. However, we're just interested in seeing who would vibe with us!

Personality type: reliably INFJ/INTJ, 4w3 (tritype 458). If horoscopes matter, Leo Sun, Capricorn Moon, Sagittarius Rising.

Physical Looks: 5'3'', with a lithe body (we have a ballerina's build), and dark wavy hair. We prefer dressing in timeless classics/business casual, with our style often being described as elegant and put-together. We've also been told we have a soothing voice.

Personality: Personable while maintaining a certain emotional distance, and often described as enigmatic (we mainly chalk it up to how we ask after people but rarely disclose things about ourselves, and how we allow people to speculate about us without confirming or denying anything). We're often likened to a femme fatale or a chapette—a sociable, image-conscious, fashionable lady who plays into a stereotypical image of "cuteness" or "prettiness" that tricks people into underestimating them, when in fact they're highly educated and clever. However, with our small circle of close ones, we're intense and open with our love, and they are privy to the full scope of our emotions, knowledge and resources.

Love Language: Gift Giving and Acts of Service. We love being able to manifest our love as an experience: tailoring a gift so that every step of the process is enjoyable, from opening it to the reveal; providing our love in tangible manners by the actions we take on your behalf. It's this level of tailoring and attention that we seek to provide to our loved ones, a chance to truly be seen.

Interests and Hobbies: We read a wide range of literature, but can be most often found engaging in philosophy, psychological fiction, or horror (we like media that make us think/give us existential crises). Same deal with writing as well. We love the arts, and can sing, dance and act, as well as crochet and embroider. We love learning languages, and can currently speak 4. We also love going to museums and bookstores. Big on fashion and aesthetics. Dabbles in Chinese medicine. Knows a strange amount about tea.

Miscellaneous: We're currently a bit unsure about where our life is going to take us (currently a creative writing final student), but we know we want to work in the arts. Ideally, we'd be a writer, but we ultimately just want to tell stories by any means possible. Have a sweet tooth for creamy desserts (fruit sando, tiramisu). Will lounge in sun spots like a cat.

Hello wonderful human!!

After carefully combing through this beautifully worded post I think the only man for you would be 🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

Hiromi!! the one and only oratrice mechanique d'nalyse cardinale😩

I couldn't find a gif for him since he hasn't been animated yet but I think picture does him justice. Starting with your first paragraph just based on your aesthetic I feel as though you two would look beautiful together and have that old money kind of classy vibe seeing as he’s a lawyer and such.

Hiromi is very introverted and more on the jaded side so I feel like an INFJ and Leo sun would compliment him personally cause we INFJ’s are very stimulating yappers so I feel as though you two would have some really good conversations.

I also think a soothing voice is exactly what he needs after a long day of work. Hiromi can be quite jaded as I’ve mentioned due to his work but I just see you two lounging on the couch just talking and enjoying wine, idk y’all are really giving classy.

He’s a pretty passive man in his day to day life so I feel like a femme fatale like yourself would definitely catch his eye cause he likes a strong individual who has concrete opinions.

I feel like your love languages might clash a bit because I feel like he’s not very good at receiving material things so you may have to be a bit firm with him.

He has no problem helping you with your assignments and writings on his days off, whether it’s giving it a set of fresh eyes or bouncing ideas off of each other. He’s blunt in his criticism but he’s also very honest and gives praise when praise is due. He’s not one to sugarcoat but he finds all of your works lovely anyways.

This man is depressed y’all and honestly you become his reason for getting up in the morning. He calls you his song bird and his smart ass(affectionate).

Activities you do together..

• reading and swapping books together

• he’s not too fond of horror, but he’s willing to get the cliff notes from you

• trying new cafes together on his dime ofc

• philosophical convos over tea and sweets late at night

[faetaiity]

Okay so, someone asked if they could get a Chameleon or Komodo Dragon Mutant Reader, and I chose Chamelon for the One-Shot, I went with that, BUT I forgot they wanted a One-Shot, so here's the story ver instead of the HCs, but honestly, I'm just gonna do both because why not. (Komodo will be for the HCs)

Dark AU! Turtles x Chameleon Mutant! GN! Reader

Format: One-Shot

CW: Long set up for the story, Implied that the turtles believe Y/N says hurtful things/gaslights(?) Kidnapping, Blood/Gore, Implications of murder/maiming, OOC Characters (I ain't ever written for some of these bitches, gimme a break) and bad writing (Haven't written anything in like a month, because being burnout as someone with ADHD and Autism fucking SUCKS.) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You hated Guard duty.

You helped out Repo-Mantis and the other mutants keep the Repo Yard a safe place for Foot Clan and Big Mama's targets. Humans, Yokai, Mutants, they were all welcomed here as long as they left their weapons in the Hands of the people who run the Yard, as a safety precaution, of course.

You hated Being lookout and Guard, as sometimes you'd have to turn people away, effectively killing them, sooner or later, you'd hear on the news of them brutally attacked and put down in the streets like animals.

You fumbled with your Kevlar vest, the material making your recently shed skin feel itchy and mildly painful, sometimes you wonder why you even accept when you're assigned guard duty, but then you look at the Mutants you've started to call friends and remind yourself 'They saved you.' You groaned, knowing that you owe them for taking care of you and keeping you safe while you were injured.

Manticat came over to you, nuzzling into your face and purring, as much as the Giant Cat Mantis Mutant made you nervous sometimes, she was a sweetheart, she stayed for a few minutes before resuming her patrol around the Yard

It was a few hours before the day patrol came back, clearly beat, their human cloaks bruised and bloodied, clearly, they just wanted to take the cloaking brooch off, inform the night patrol of their findings and pass out, you couldn't blame them, you've only been on City Patrol once, and you have scars from it.

You never gave them trouble when they tried to enter the yard, they had already been through enough shit in the 8-12 hours they had been in New York City.

"Bad day?" You asked one of the Sando Bros, he only grumbled in response, Repo was another one out of patrol, he walked up to you and said "Sorry 'bout him, got his ass beat by that Jones girl in the Foot Clan." you snickered in response, shaking your head, Warren passed by without saying anything, you think out of all the Mutants here, he considers you one of his least favorites, maybe not, but it's the impression he gives off.

"Hey Repo, Who's on night patrol tonight?" You asked, making sure that you weren't on it, Repo's been trying to get you to do another Patrol but your first (and only) one was pretty bad, Repo thought for a minute before speaking up "Should be Hypno, Meat Sweats and GhostBear" he responded, they always took the stronger ones out at night because of the Turtles, you nodded "But...." 'goddamnit, here we go' you thought bitterly, Patrol was scary at night, you've only been out on patrol during the day, that Mantid bastard better not- "Sorry, Y/N, you gotta shadow them, you can't always be in the yard."

"Can't I do tomorrow?? I've been out on Guard duty for SIX HOURS; I can't do another 8-12 in the CITY!" you whined, he sighed, knowing that this isn't the best timing, but he has to get a fourth person on Night Patrol

"I'm sorry, but you KNOW patrol policy, four people out during night, you're the only one who can do that, Kendra and Harold got injured last week." you groaned at those words, "Fine, can I at least go rest? It'll take them 30 minutes to 2 hours to explain everything they saw on day patrol" he nodded and made a motion for you to go to the barracks, you ripped off the Kevlar vest and threw it at Repo, running full speed to your bed, throwing yourself on it and passing out without needing melatonin (Or any other sleep aid you use.)

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You were woken up about an hour and a half later by Hypno, at first you considered him intimidating, but he's a pretty decent person, you groaned and gave a thumbs up, signaling him to leave so you could put on your gear, after a few minutes of fumbling, you walked out to the exit of the Yard, joining the other three, they nodded in acknowledgement to you, after a minute of making sure everyone's gear was ready, you four walked out of the Yard and made your way toward NYC.

Due to protocol in City Patrol, (ESPECIALLY Night Patrol) nobody is allowed to talk unless necessary or split up willingly, the only exception for the talking rule is whispering or ASL, you walked in between GhostBear and Hypno, with Meat Sweats in front of you three.

Once you four reached a decent scouting point in the Middle of the City, Hypno whispers in your ear "You think you can make it to the skyscraper up there and give us access?" you nod and say "I can try" a good thing about being a Chameleon Mutant is that you can blend in with your surroundings (NOTE: irl chameleons don't do this, their skin change is for emotions but because Reader has the intelligence of a human, He uses it to sneak around) as well as climb rough vertical surfaces such as most buildings.

You breathe in and let out a heavy sigh, your scales shift colors and make you vanish, you climb down the building and quickly bolt over to the Skyscraper, due to your time as a young, rather stupid and bored kid, you know how to pick locks, which did get you into a metric fuckton of trouble sometimes.

You climb up the Skyscraper, you always hated climbing up larger buildings that are more than two or three stories, because if you fall, you're dead, it takes about thirty minutes before you make it 75% of the way, another twenty until you reach the top. Heaving a sigh of relief, you get out your Walkie-Talkie and speak into it "I'm up here, it might be another hour before I can get you guys inside" ....

...

No response, maybe you're too far away? You shouldn't be! These are Professional grade! They should be able to reach one or two miles!

you look over to where you saw them last, they're... gone? That's not protocol! they should be waiting for you to get inside!

You try to reach them for a few more minutes, getting more and more irritated as time passes, you can't stay invisible forever, so you let your guard down for a few minutes, your scales returning to their normal color, after a few MORE minutes, you growl angrily, looking down to where they should be!

You hear someone trying to sneak up behind you, not good, you try to give off the impression that you didn't hear them until they rushed up behind you and placed a sword across your neck

"Don't say anything, Handsome~" The voice hissed out, you remember it from your first Patrol

Leonardo

He attacked you as the sun went down during that blasted patrol and you almost got killed, He and his brothers would try to sneak into the yard several times, always getting chased off but there had been reports of them trying to get into the Sleeping barracks where you were healing, you heard three other people walking over to you two, you knew who they were.

"H-Hello." You croaked out, trying to sound brave but honestly, you were scared shitless, you had no backup and no weapons, you were basically at the mercy of a Sociopath. You heard Leonardo laugh, if you didn't know he had a sword up against you, you would've said his laugh was almost affectionate

You knew better though.

"Cuff 'em, I don't want our little lookout getting away~" he purred out, you felt one of his brothers cuff you, oddly enough he removed his ōdachi from your neck, you looked over to him, clearly confused

"You can't evade us for long if you have cuffs on." He elaborated, rather bluntly too, despite being bigger than him, he easily picked you up, instinctively, you wrapped your tail around him, fully expecting him to throw you off the skyscraper, Instead he handed you over to Donatello, he looked at you oddly, it was mostly disgust, but also content, Donatello activated his Battleshell, after a few seconds he lifted off, making you squeak loudly and wrap your tail around him tightly, making him growl in disapproval.

"I'll meet you all back at the Lair, don't fuck up the Tank, gods know you three are shit drivers" he hissed out, flying over the edge of the Skyscraper, you started shaking at the sheer height, holding onto Donatello harder, nuzzling into his neck, trying to not look at the ground, you couldn't see it but there was a small ghost smile on him

It took about fifteen minutes before you were back on the ground, he opened up the Manhole cover and awkwardly let you fall down onto the floor, you curse under your breath as he gets on the ladder and covers the manhole once more, he drops down next to you, as you struggle to get up, he sneers and places his foot on your back and adds pressure, making you fall back down, in response you growl and sweep your tail under his feet, making him fall, he doesn't react other than a snarl as he gets back up.

He lifted you over his shoulder and walked you into the lab, ignoring Master Splinter's questions of who you were, once in the lab he chained you up to the wall and waited for his brothers to join him

After a few minutes his brothers come in, instantly Michelangelo bolts over to you and gets into your lap, you cringe as he is covered in blood and smells awful, he churrs affectionately as he nuzzles into your neck, smearing blood all over your scales.

You freeze, unsure of what to do, the last time you met Michelangelo he seemed fully intent of hurting you, Leonardo seems to notice this and says, "We're not going to hurt you unless necessary." you are baffled, his tone is unnaturally soft, typically from what you've heard people say about him, he's actually a really bad egotistical dick, but ever since you got into the lair, they have shown more normal traits

'Most likely a facade' you think, unwilling to think they've changed, especially with blood on Michelangelo, Raphael comes and sits beside you, making you flinch, he seems unaffected by that and he rubs your back, Leonardo and Donatello don't come close, but they seem jealous.

"O-Okay... I'll bite... what are you guys' planning? none of you are.... ever this nice." they all seem to stiffen before Michelangelo coos "Nothing, darling, we just want to keep you"

you stay quiet for a few seconds, his words slowly starting to register in your brain "Keep... Me...?" you ask, shaking slightly, Michelangelo perks up "Yeah! Ever since we first saw you, we just couldn't get you out of our minds!" you stiffen, Michelangelo purrs as he nuzzles into your jaw, suddenly you become hyper aware of his affection and try to recoil from it, which doesn't end well as he growls and pulls you closer, as well as becoming hyper aware of his touch, you begin to notice how... affectionately his brothers are looking at you

"N-No! I... what makes you think I'd reciprocate?!" you hiss, actively trying to push Michelangelo away, he snarls as he holds on tighter, there's a second before you feel him bite into your neck, making you scream in pain, He starts losing his cool, and fast.

"NO! you WILL love us; I'm not taking no for an answer!" He screams, once he finishes his sentence you can hear him sniffling, like he's on the verge of tears or a meltdown, Donatello comes over with a Syringe, "You'll learn to accept this, Y/N, we love you, no matter how hurtful your words toward us are." you try to say something but before you can, he shoves the Syringe into your shoulder, you cry out as the contents are emptied into your bloodstream, you start to lose consciousness as you hear someone say "You belong to us, love."

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yeah, sorry it's ass lmaooooo

[moonlightcookie]

finally decided on a pet for strawberry rose cookie- Strawberries n' Cream Cat, based off these particular strawberry sandos

[fractallogic]

I have a headache that I think is caused by lack of caffeine and/or lack of food, and I have told myself that I can get a spicy chimkin sando for lunch today, but that requires getting out from under the cat and putting clothes on… much like my other plans of “reading a book” and “making more cookies (and going to the grocery store for ingredients)” and “playing video games” and “get a chai from Dutch bros” do too

Why can’t I just order my sando online and magically teleport it here while it’s still hot and tasty

The book I want to read is all the way on the other side of the coffee table

The ingredients for the cookies are AT THE STORE

My life, you see, is very difficult and I am sad and pathetic

[dullahandyke]

final part of trial 4 liveblog ^_^ finished it tonight yay. ill probs start on case 5 tomorrow but i wont finish it before going back to college 4 the week

ok took another break now we're back! not that it makes a difference to you cunts lol

i do enjoy how the text scrawl sfx are basically the same as ever. so cahrming

also enjoying the polyphony of the music again... mfw melodies

i can also vividly imagine patricia beat's instagram and it's horrific. homemeade meals for her hubby and god bless our boys in blye

ok new theory, stabing did happen on garrideb side of the road, green picked up a brning book and the knife fell on her

NOT PAT PULLING THE MISOGYNY CARD

'there's no one straighter than my husband' that wasn't being disputed, patsy

... the judge says 'good golly'? surely it's 'goodness gracious', golly is So fuckin american

i keep waiting for roly to have a breakdown sprite and he never does. cross between dissatisfying and novel

ah there he goes

WE'RE LETTING ROLY GET AWAY WITH THIS???? nah fuck that i hate cops and i hate romance and i hate cops x2

god i wish we weren't dealing w joan garrideb. the fat jokes r lethal. bring back plum kitaki if u needed a fat lady capable of murder. i miss the kitakis

can we get john a chair or something???

i understand why, but the lack of period-typical misogyny is v glaring. i feel ike something could have been done w joan's husband taking the stand with her + having him be seen as the reliable man. wouldn't have said anything but they made patsy play the misogyny card earlier in a way u were supposed to think ridiculous when this is what, mary poppins time? sufragette movement hasn't resolved (or maybe even started) idk mary poppins is my sole reference for british history

hate to agree w bvz but 'hell on earth' is right

the mythical invention of fingerprints... fingerprints are the fingerpints of the fingers <3

... is the ass of garrideb's housecoat burned off???? srsly can we get him a chair

olive green is a lesser known waifu she's cute

not garrideb calling his wife old bean :sob:

omg natsume hi it's been a minute

if u gave natsume a tumblr i think he'd thrive. one third mediaposting one third 'guys i'm scared' one third public breakdown and one thrid poetry. he's so good at tumblring that he unlocks another third

amazed by the fact that we've not had any multi-day trials yet. i see what ppl say abt the pacing

SHOLMES!!!

don't guilt natsume for running, sholmes, cant u see hes the most ancious man in thr world?

YES SUSATO PROTECT HIM... no cops at pride just susato and her tosses

wait hold on i just remembered that shamspeare showed up this case. why tf did shamspeare show up

'what it lacks in windows, it more than makes up for with a floor, a ceiling, AND walls' natsume...

wait the evil spirit that suffocates him in his sleep is the cat innit

finished this case on its canon date! pog

sholmes without the coat... he's practically shirtless

IRIIIIIIIS HI AGAIN!!!! :3

loved it when ryuu said 'cant wait to see what The Great Ace Attorney Adventures are awaiting us;

if sholmes were a butch lesbian i would be bewitched body and soul

listening to the music section n the alternative mesage displays r rlly cool. the unused themes also . susatos unused theme fucks

also i feel the need to point out that the ace attorney sfx head is named 'sando'. ace attorney name

istg asougi's va is familiar... future me go look it up

^ ETA HES FUCKING NOZAKI ? FROM HIT ANIME GEKKOU SHOUJO NOZAKI KUN? my god. autism handshake between nozaki and asougi

now i'm in the gallery... sholmes's crest represents him (gear) protecting iris (flower)? wahhhhhhh

the way nuri describes asougi's hachimaki like 'the winds of change are sure to be blowing whereever he is' compared to how foggy and unmoving the london air is... game 2 moment

[ask-de-writer]

I WOULD LIKE TO THANK

@wind-the-mama-cat for READING,

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