#wendy answers .

[musashi]

not a bait or anything just a genuine question, what's wrong with posting pixiv art :o?

due to how japanese copyright law works, it is incredibly dangerous for artists to have their works reposted. japanese artists need to be ready to wipe all their art at a moment's notice, and when people repost that art to other platforms, they no longer have that control and it can put them in hot water with the law.

japanese artists have made countless pleas not to repost their pixiv art but entitled westerners are apparently STILL doing this.

unless it SPECIFICALLY SAYS "permission was granted by the original artist" with a linkback underneath, you should never touch art that links back to pixiv. tumblr especially sucks for this, because even if OP deletes their post, the reblogs mean it is preserved forever.

[twosashi]

Every time MVK gets fanonized and demonized, Blaise gets another prosecutor’s badge on his coat as he escapes the public eye as the worst father in AA

my group chat really liked this ask. here's some art by local manfred kinnie @hkpika07

(also the person who drew the fanfred for my youtube essay)

[yumiiyummech]

wait. So you’re living with sunny? (Wendy)

OH! Yes. Even before everything, his MOM was nice enough to let me stay with them for reasons… but now they just want me to be by SUNNY’s side after….yeah. In a way we really only have each other. I happily stay beside him, no matter what happens to me, no matter the cost. No matter what we experience together.

[vonpharma]

“handwaving genuine, good-hearted concrit, to refusing to even engage in the conversation at all, to constant changes that make the event less fun for a huge chunk of us”

Do you mind if I ask more about this? I’ve also participated in sicktember (casually) and I haven’t really noticed anything that fit this, so I just wanted to ask more about your experiences if you were comfortable elaborating. I’m mostly curious what changes were made that made the event less fun (other than delay in prompts released I heard about that)

yeah sure! right off the bat i wanna say that this is not something i was like. PISSED OFF or intending to start any drama about, just some stuff that made the event less enjoyable for me.

i also wanna say that you haven't noticed it because sicktember is very very careful to not publish anything that makes them look bad. they do not engage with any of their replies or asks unless they can spin it in a very sanitized, pr-friendly manner. try creeping through the tags and replies on some of their posts, and while a lot of shit is deleted or lost, you can still see traces of it, some of which i will link to here.

the prompts becoming more delayed. i wasn't here in 2021 (when they dropped in early march), but in 2022 they dropped in mid may. that was awesome because it gave us all lots of time to prep--my favourite thing about sicktember is how accessible of a prompt event it is! the prompts don't all drop like a week before the event starts, you have all summer to write so if you have a full time job or responsibilities you can still participate. this year they made it very clear the prompts were ready to go in may but didn't drop them until mid-june.

when people started sending asks about this, they responded thusly. they maintain this weird kinda... pr-friendly, stepford smiley vibe whenever anyone tries to open a dialogue with them? and it just comes across as so dismissive of anyone trying to make genuine points.

here they say that "many things go into planning prompts" but don't elaborate on that at all. for context, the night before this ask, they had made it clear that the prompts were all ready to go. the hand-waving comes in the form of all the "suggestions" they offer here--"well, you don't have to do every prompt!" (but i want to. it's fun. it feels good. and that's what i've done in the past) "you can write after september!" (i did that last year. it was kind of miserable. i like posting with everyone, it feels like a big celebration!) "we give you like 100 days!" (that's cool. but you could give us more at no detriment to yourself. a lot of us didn't make the deadline last year.)

check the notes on this post and you'll see several disappointed contributors/fans who are trying to open a dialogue with the event runners, all of whom were ignored. several people have reached out to me saying that their asks about this were ignored.

2. last year, they said they would only be accepting fills on the sicktember blog through submissions, and only posting 10 random ones a day. in the past, sicktember has reblogged every single fill directly from the writers.

here's why this is shitty:

when you submit something to a blog, the blog owner then becomes the one who effectively "owns" its engagement. that means any notes, reblogs, comments, follows, etc. all go to sicktember. they do not go to the person who MADE THE STORY. if you, the author, want to see what people are saying about your work, you have to pull up the sicktember window and obsessively check it. if you want to respond to any comments, you give sicktember more notes.

this is just more work, especially if you still want those notes. you would then have to make TWO posts, one on your personal blog and one on sicktember's. and people are probably disinclined to reblog a story twice. it is not exposure or engagement to do this, it actively robs authors of engagement.

sicktember might not even post your fill. they pick ten random ones a day. this is because...

they literally admitted that they lose followers when they reblog every fill. they said aloud that it is all about engagement for them. maintaining followers means more to them than highlighting the contributions of all the people who are making their event what it is. they are quite literally trying to maximize followers and stealing engagement from their contributors. it's kind of fucking insidious.

the only valid point here is the thing about reducing mod workload. still, they could've just... opened apps for another mod? inquired for some extra help? lord knows i would've jumped at the opportunity to curate! i'm sure others would've too.

contrast this to whumptober, who religiously reblog every single fill despite being a much longer running event than sicktember.

this is why i started @sicktemberfeed. with permission, but the mods were even weird about THAT... i asked if it would be ok to make, and they said "well, it's not like we could stop you." weird fucking answer. it's fine to say no.

3. i didn't speak out about point 2, but did speak out a little bit on this blog about point 1. @yes-i-am-happyaspie's husband (@spaceninjas42) dug through my blog, somehow found my untagged critique (it was not vitriolic or cruel, just a plea for an open discussion) and started getting on my case for talking about it on my personal blog. there was a second, much more vitriolic reply that he left but i was a dingus and blocked him as soon as i saw it, which means it's now marked deleted and i have no way of getting it back or proving it. that's kind of a "just trust me bro" situation.

4. the prompts this year were not very good. that is a purely subjective opinion i have, but a lot of us agree that they really stray from the concept of sickfic. we have a lot of heavier whump events floating around and the appeal of sicktember is that it is for fluffier, more low stakes stuff. seeing "cardiac arrest" and "anaphylaxis" and "medieval treatment" on there had me and a lot of others scratching our heads. their response to this is always "just sub it out!" but when we start running out of alt prompts because so many of the main ones are not what the audience is vibing with... there is room for critique there. there is room for a discussion.

i can't stress enough that the problem isn't necessarily these changes--they are not dealbreakers! the problem was sicktember's attitude. every single time anyone in the community tried to say 'hey, i think this idea could use work/tweaking' the response was basically just, again, the happy-go-lucky stepford smiler pr voice "we'd like to remind you that blah blah blah! happy writing, authors!" and absolute refusal to talk to their community at all. as i've said many times, this is not a dichotomy--where one side is "we fold to any criticism! our fans control us!" and the other side is "you're not entitled to anything! we run this event for free despite our busy lives!" like you can very much find a happy medium there but they just. do not.

none of that is a deal breaker, genuinely. i was still planning on participating up until the very end, and i obviously am now.

what was a deal breaker was them posting harry potter shit.

[reve-rv]

Oh? What’s this?

It’s for me-

[rebisrot]

who else if not her

[starmieknight]

I'm loving your 17 Again AU! Just one question, do you intend to make Wendy more involved with the events of the series in the AU? I always thought it was strange that she wasn't present during the confrontation with Bill in Dreamscaperers and during the turning point of the series in Not What He Seems.

Stan deserves a sister figure and a friend as cool as Wendy. They’re definitely gonna get closer as a result of being the “same” age, so she’ll be around more. The inconveniencing is gonna be interesting thanks to her actions

[ask-the-chief-prosecutor]

Does Ms. Oldbag even know that you're gay? 😭

“She does. She still thinks it means ‘happy’— and I am happy, happily married to my husband.”

[alcoholfreenayeon]

Hi! Could I request a Wendy(Red Velvet) imagine where you two get into a heated argument and you end up taking off your wedding ring and throwing it at her before leaving the apartment you two share and after her initial shock she tries to go out and look for you…can you make it a happy ending please?🙏 thank you

Better Judgement

CW: Wendy x Reader, Angst, fluff

A/N: I’m so sorry! I know this is SO late😭

You were on your desk, annoyed because you had just gotten some more work assigned. Like you already weren’t doing enough. It’s not your fault that half of your coworkers are useless and can’t complete their tasks on time but somehow it’s your responsibility. You sigh and begin, already knowing it’ll keep you busy the rest of the evening and night which means you can’t spend time with your fiancée properly today as well. An hour later, you go to the kitchen to have a snack when you spot Wendy, sitting on the sofa looking upset, fidgeting with her hoodie restlessly.

“Everything ok baby?”, you ask taking a sip of your soda.

“You tell me…”, She said with a pout.

“Just work, they dumped some more on me…”, you rant.

“Why don’t you tell them it’s too much. You are only one person after all”, she suggests, feeling a bit more annoyed.

“It’s not that simple as that”, you point out.

“Of course it isn’t. Every single thing is complicated and unavoidable except me. I’m simple and can be put off for everything else.”, Wendy snaps, folding her arms and glaring at you.

You sigh, “No, it’s not like that. And you know that. It’s work”, you throw your arms up in frustration. “I can’t put it off like that but we can go on a date another day. It’s different. Why are you mad at for that. It’s not like I asked for it.”

“Because you rarely are here anymore. Always doing this or that and never taking a break. You are lost in your own world. You are here but you might as well not be with the way you have been the past month”, Wendy grumbled.

You clench your jaw, “I can’t help it if that’s the work I’ve to do. Not like you are always present either. Going off on your little trips and vacations. Concerts…Comebacks. Not every job is like being an idol. Some of us don’t work in a protected bubble.”

Wendy gets a pained look, “That’s not the case. You know I don’t think that. I’m only complaining because I generally don’t get this much free time and you are so busy in it.”

“How’s that my fault. Not like I was parading my boss to give me more work because I know you are free and have nothing to do.”, you snap at her.

“Stop being like this!”, Wendy says quietly, her voice quivering a little, “Fine then. If it’s that much effort for you to make a little bit of time with me then I won’t ask you anymore. Do what you like.”

“If I was able to do that do you think I’d be sitting here?”, you grumble.

“I don’t care anymore”, Wendy says with a shaky voice, “you just don’t care. I’m trying my best but…”, she looks at you, tears in her eyes.

You sigh, hating to see her this way, your heart aching. You want to hug and comfort her, tell her you are sorry but your pride isn’t allowing it. You felt like you were not in the wrong so then why did you have to be the one to make amends especially when you didn’t start this, “Yeah right, I don’t care…”, you say coldly, hating yourself the moment the the words leave your mouth.

She takes a shaky breath, trying her best to not cry, your words like daggers to her.

You turn back to your work, trying to leave this behind for now so you can cool off a bit before you decide what to do next to solve this argument.

“Atleast you are honest now”, she bitterly said as a single tear rolled down her cheeks.

You freeze and then slowly turn to her, clenching your jaw and gritting your teeth, your slowly take off your engagement ring and slam it at the table, “There. That’s what you want right? For me to go. I’ll do what you want then.”, you turn back and leave, walking angrily towards the door and leaving, slamming it shut.

Wendy stays still in shock, unable to register your words and actions at first and slowly breaking down as she realizes.

You storm out, walking aimlessly trying to calm yourself a little but you weren’t successful. It wasn’t fair at not. If you had your way you’d spend every waking moment with her. But unfortunately no one has that luxury and we all have to make do with what we have, trying our best. And evidently sometimes that isn’t enough.

You keep walking, sulking about till you reach a convenience store and walk in to get a snack. You buy your favorite chocolate and a soda before heading towards a nearby park. You find an empty bench and sit on it. You feel your phone buzz but you ignore it. You just wanted to be left alone right now. So you just sat and stared into the little pond, watching the birds while fighting with your thoughts and feelings. You didn’t realize how much time had passed until you noticed it was dark now. You sigh, noticing you haven’t had your chocolate yet so you take it out, tearing off the wrapper slowly. You are about to take the first bite when you suddenly think how Wendy always magically appears whenever you have chocolate. You almost smile and turn your head, expecting her to be there and just as quickly that burst of familiarity turns to dreaded pain. You take a small bite and fidget with your fingers, feeling even guiltier when you remember you had taken off your ring.

The chocolate doesn’t taste as sweet anymore and you just feel pained. You took out your phone to see a few missed calls and texts from her. Yet now your pride out of nowhere stops you from calling or texting her back even though it’s hurting not to. Frustrated by this confusion, you get up and take another quick walk, going up to a little hill nearby, it was a pretty spot but it gets pretty crowded in the day so you weren’t going there as much anymore.

As you look at the night sky, you decide you will go back home, apologize and try to make amends. Yes you weren’t completely at fault but if you had to be honest with yourself, then you were ready to take the blame for anything if it meant you and Wendy would stay together. You hated seeing her cry and instead of comforting her and explaining to her better, you snapped.

Lost in your thoughts, you feel a gentle tap on your back and turn to see an anxious looking Wendy standing nervously.

“H-hi.”, she said quietly, “I finally found you here the second time looking”.

You stay still for a moment, just looking at her and feeling guilty, the way she seemed excited yet hesitant to see you right now, the way she’s breathing harder than usual from walking uphill…god you just wanted to squeeze her so tight.

“Wendy, I’m sorry”, you suddenly apologize, hugging her tight.

She gasped softly from your embrace but then hugged you back tighter, “No I’m sorry too, I shouldn’t have been so cranky and demanding. I’ve seen how hard you work everyday and I just felt annoyed at your boss for taking you away from me so much. But I ended up snapping at you. I’m so sorry. Please don’t be mad at me anymore.”

“I’m not. I can’t stay mad at you. I love you too much….I’m sorry took off the ring and I’m so sorry I made you cry.”, you say quietly, holding on to her like your life depended on it.

She looks at you, smiling a little, “thank you sweetheart, my heart feels lighter now. Let’s go home, I feel like it’ll get cold really soon…”

You smile and kiss her quickly, “Yes let us, I still have so much work left”, you tease with a poke.

Wendy sighs with a smile, “I swear, I’m gonna hit you with a pan.”

You chuckle, “You didn’t let me finish, I meant to say I have work left for tomorrow. Tonight is just for us to cuddle and watch a movie.”

“I’d like that so much…”, Wendy says happily, linking her arm with yours as you both walk back home, all of your troubles gone and just eagerness awaiting as you can’t wait to spend some real time with her.

[pix-writes]

Uhhhh Stan adopting a teenage runaway who came from an abusive home. (He sees a lot of his past self when he was homeless in them and vows to save them from the life he had)

This is kind of adjacent to an idea for a fic I've already had! But I couldn't resist doing a little bit about this scenario! <3

Stan has already basically adopted Wendy and Soos already, even without fully meaning to with Soos he sees that he needs a father figure in his life and sort-of does the best he can to be that. With Wendy, its different too because it's basically canon that he just lets her get away with stuff because he knows she needs somewhere away from home to relax (even tho he could definitely get another employee who doesn't bunk off so much). Will he admit that's what he's doing though? Of course not!

Despite his exterior/persona, though, Stanley Pines is a kind man who wants to help people who most need it - like you say, he's been in that position enough times himself. I'm sure there's been the occaisonal person who's helped him out in the past, even if they never stuck around. Well, now he's Mr Mystery, he can sort-of be that person for others, not just because he's more stable, but also because he desperatly wants connection, especially after losing his brother in the portal (though that's also a reason to keep everyone at arms length to an extent, so they can never find out about his double life).

Runaway teen & Stan pines (under cut):

I can imagine you ran away from home and come across Gravity Falls, perhaps you had even seen the ads for tourist stops in this area, or maybe you just found the most random small town on your travels and decided to stop there - your travels are erratic so that no one can follow you or suspect you of being a runaway. Not that you really expect your parents to be concerned, at least not for long. That's why you had to get away and stay gone, you had reached your breaking point for what you could handle.

It starts to rain, you go to the local diner but your travel money is fast becoming less and less... you only order coffee, nursing it there for as long as possible, but when business starts to pick up you realise just how small of a town it is, everyone seems to know nearly everybody around here! You've already gotten a few curious glances or greetings put your way and you decide to leave.

Wandering around, you end up on the outskirts of town, there's a fair few campsites around, now lying half empty since its off-season right now, maybe you coud stay on the edge of the forest somewhere? Pinch some tent equipment from somewhere or from someone who doesn't need it? You already had a sleeping bag, water bottle, a torch. You just needed something to keep more of the rain off of you!

That's when you wander into an opening within the forest, notice the wooden signs nailed to the trees. You see a small group of tourists being spoken to by some guy, his voice carrying across the place, gravelly and jovial, and in your surprise you just stare dumbfounded - this place isn't closed? The group is moving and you take in your surroundings and you're so cold and wet and hungry, you're not really thinking ahead when go in, pulling your hoodie down over your face and sneaking in beind the throng of people, unnoticed.

But it turns out that you had been noticed, after the bizarre tour of this overpriced tourist trap, you lurk behind, the rain hasn't let up outside and you're wondering when the place might close, now that the tourists had filtered out the place was pretty dead, which is when a large hand lands on your shoulder making you jump out of your skin and your eyes land on the proprietor.

"Hey! You gonna at least buy anything, kid?"

You apologise and stutter, feeling like you want to bolt but totally caught at the same time. Stan immediately picks up on the fact that you're so twitchy, even for a teen. He eases up on you, switching to a friendlier tone. Wendy asks you where you're staying, curiosity getting the better of her usually nonchalant demeanour. You tell them you just got lost from the campsite and Stan isn't buying it one bit but Wendy has given you the directions and you're out of the door. The interaction doesn't sit right with him. He knows exactly where you're hiding out by the time you've stayed there overnight. Having discovered the pop up tent you 'found' set up in the woods not far away.

He decides to keep an eye on you, he's worried being direct will make startle you, like a deer in headlights, at the diner he doesn't acknowledge you at first just pushes a plate of food subtly towards you, for you to swipe. After that he manages to make small talk, hes still wondering how he can help you, what excuse he can make so it seems like he's offering you something and it be believable instead of suspicious.

Maybe he complains there's no one around to do the stock take now that summer is well and truly over, you perk up, saying you'd like some extra pocket money. You come right on time and the owner of the Mystery Shack introduces himself properly, shows you what you need to do. You take your time, living rough has made you exhausted mentally/physically, and because... you've begun to like the place as kooky as it is. And wouldn't you know it, Mr Pines has made more food than he expected and wouldn't you like some? You come back the next day and its pretty much the same, though you are starting to pick up on where Stan is subtly gaining information on you. He both curses and admires how whip-smart you are, reminds him of himself a lot further into being homeless than you are (reminds him of someone else too...), he worries that night of whether you'll have run off, if you'd get into trouble somewhere else, but you return the following afternoon. This time, Stan levels with you -

"Look kid, I don't know what's going on at home and trust me when I say I get it - but whatever's going on, it's probably not worth staying out in the woods, epseically 'round here, it's dangerous!" He reassures you he's not going to call anyone, though, just asks you to reconsider, think about how much trouble you might get into, if you don't turn up to school how you're going to explain yourself, how are you going to get a job? You swipe frustrated tears from your eyes and thank him for being concerned, though its hollow. How can you return home now? All you're going to get is more abuse, you can only think of how angry they'll all be if you did!

You end up wandering to some other town, using the money Stan gave you to get a bus and find a place to stay, having seen a load of jobs you could apply for. Turns out though, that some of your family had been looking for you and tracked your phone, you end up in a fight with them, receiving a hard slap to the face before running away once more! You pack up your things and head straight to the first place you think of.

Once you get there, its dark, you hesitate before knocking but you've came all this way. When Stan opens the door all of the shock and adrenaline has seemed to have worn off and you see the mix of sadness, surprise and anger on his face at the clear mark on your face from the fight.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know where else to go." Is all you can get out before bursting into tears. He let's you stay, you've been out in the cold and so stressed over this time that when you come in you're shivering, you end up running a nasty fever. You're so exhausted there's nothing left but to accept your fate and Stan feels he must help you. He piles on the blankets and gives you hot drinks and plain food till the fever runs its course.

He still has a bit of trouble with authorities/some family members looking for you in the area, you traded your old phone in for another and Stan was eventually able to brush them off your trail. He couldn't help it, he liked the kid in the small amount of time he knew them and it was clear that you had danger waiting for you at home. You had told him a little after the first night you had stayed at the shack, words tumbling out of your mouth about your trauma, how you couldn't stand your family. His heart sank as he remembered his own life as a young man, a kid technically, homeless and making ends meet and was determined you wouldn't have the same fate. Yet he had to know you were sure.

"You really want to stay here - in this boring ol' town? At the shack?" You were determined you would, as long as he was okay with that, you vowed to work hard, sweep the floors, keep an eye on the gift shop when Wendy couldn't, anything to be useful. But, you didn't want him to get into trouble. Too little too late for that, he thought to himself.

"But, really do ya want to see this ugly mug every day?" He said gesturing to his face. That brought a slight smile to your face, in fact you ended up giggling and he knew he wouldn't be able to get rid of you now (like he ever would've entertained it).

He sighed. "So, do you trust me? Cause I need some kind of story if ya gonna stay here, kiddo."

He needed a lot more than that of course, he ended up getting you a fake ID and if anyone asked, you were family, here to stay for a while. When people asked anything more than that he got cagey, but he liked thinking of you being a Pines, another part of the family. Part of him felt guilty for doing it too, faking that you had the same last name, he still thought you might not want to stick around, you weren't blood family to him, you had no ties to him, but he wanted family so badly, was it so bad to pretend that you were?

He made sure you got to school, he even started to pack you lunches every day, he wasn't so bothered about homework, saying he didn't think much of school when he went anyway, you both had something more important than that (street smarts!), but when you were struggling with your math homework you were surprised that he semmed to know an awful lot, but then again you probably shouldn't be surprised, he did own a business after all. Whilst there wasn't a lot to do around the Mystery Shack all year round, you still found yourself picking up around the house part of the Shack, doing the laundry, washing the dishes, normal chore stuff - isn't that what teens were supposed to do? Stan was surprised to see a teen do chores unprompted and you were nervous that you'd done something wrong, because why else would he be questioning you? He recovered quickly though and just grumbled out something about 'finally, someone who knows how to pick up after themselves/work' but from the expression on his face, you are relieved to know that he is joking with you and he isn't mad. You're picking up on his quirks.

The months roll by and you started to feel safer, the shack became more familiar, you were less frightened and jumpy, people in town were more friendly, familiar faces and if people knew that you weren't actually related, that you were a runaway, they didn't say anything at all. You were starting to be referred to as 'Stan's kid'. No one had said so in front of Stan so far as you knew, it made you feel some residual guilt, even after all that you're family had done, were you really not a burden to Stan? Was it wrong to see him like a parent? What would you do if he no longer wanted you around? But as much as you were scared of being rejected, a situation came up at the Shack at the beginning of your first summer in the falls. A gathering was forming for a tour and some tourist had asked something or assumed he was your parent, something like that. Unbeknownst to you Stan had heard and he freezed, unconsciously waiting on your response.

"Oh, you'll wanna ask my dad, he's the one over there in the fez?" It just slipped out, you should've said Mr Mystery at work, but you couldn't help the feeling in your chest that it was right. Ever since then you had been tentatively saying it (you eventually start to notice how when you knew Stan had heard it he seemed a little emotional) and Stan now proudly referred to you as 'his kid'. You may or may not call him 'dad' to his face, maybe you'll still just call him 'Stan' but it seems like now you officially have a family!

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

A part of me feels like Fairy Eclipse is going to pull a "Fall Little wendy bird fall" with either Fairy Lunar, the Gardener, the Fairy bros, or all of them.

Look up Fall little wendy bird fall if you don't get the reference.

You know, after giving it a listen—multiple listens, actually…

You’re absolutely right.

And I feel like they’re all both Tink and Wendy Bird in one way or another.

[musashi]

You said in one of your youtube videos I think that the aa anime had your favorite characterization and I was wondering if you'd like to elaborate on that a bit more? I haven't watched it yet kother than the bloopers video lol) and I'm just curious as to what it does differently than the games

it is true to the games in every regard, but it has extra time to add character flourish that the games cannot.

just some examples: maya moves around erratically in every space she's in, the foley work is amazing so you can hear her wooden sandals on the ground and the clink of her beads hitting themselves. she barrels through crime scenes, accidentally smacks phoenix all the time because she isn't paying attention to what she's doing, and just has room to be more 'maya-like' because she's in an animated space and not stuck in a VN with mostly-static screens.

phoenix's internal monologue is replaced by long, lingering shots of him silently studying evidence as he finds it. moments where he connects everything come as instant revelations and you are left on the edge of your seat waiting to hear what he will say, rather than having to piece it together yourself. his character is incredibly pronounced in the anime especially--the core tenet of him is 'faith' and this is shown wonderfully time and time again.

(see, the scene in episode 2 where maya says she doesn't want him defending her, so he bikes in the rain all day to the office of every single defense attorney in the county begging for their help. the flashback scene in episode 13 where larry is insisting that miles has abandoned them and is about to crush miles' keychain under his foot, and phoenix dives for it and lets larry smash his fingers instead.)

miles in game is described as being sad-looking and watery-eyed, always kind of holding pain in his body and expression. you get to see that in the anime, instead of just having it told to you, and it does an amazing job at softening his character and endearing him to you in an instant

the anime supplements tons to established relationships. i talked in that video about how i love what it does to the prosecutor family, it shows you miles as a teenage boy and surrounds him in imagery (flower language, the clothes he wears, wide shots of him stuck at a fork in the road) that tells you he does not know what to do or who to be. and it shows you how the von karmas take care of him, and how it is miles' choice to be a prosecutor.

in the anime, franziska never has her 'miles was like a little brother to me' line because the anime shows you instead of telling you.

the anime offers insight into manfred von karma's thoughts on miles, which are notably remorseful and kind. it offers flashbacks to a time when franziska was protective and loving toward miles, doing everything in her power to pull him out of his trauma-induced depression and help him process grief.

the AA anime loves using symbolic storytelling. flower language is a big one, light is another. light is constantly used to convey truth, enlightenment, joy. this shot where franziska is literally in miles shadow as her father begins the process of choosing him over her, but she smiles with her whole face because she finally got him to smile for the first time since they've met, is literally a fucking masterpiece to me. i could write my dissertation on this scene alone.

the anime shows us everything we do not get in the games, all the little things we wish we could be privy to. it shows us mia giving maya the best day she possibly can, before asking maya--with the full expectation that maya may say no--if she would be willing to head the fey clan.

the anime gives us the progression of miego's relationship, literally SHOWS them falling in love

the anime gives us the fucking hospital scene that everyone is insane about!

and, of course, the anime gives us the little tiny baby signal trio, all running around and playing pretend as their favourite toku heroes.

these keychains that larry wins the three of them are a thruline throughout the whole show. phoenix keeps his on his briefcase, exposed to the world just like his heart, its paint chipping from years of love.

miles keeps his hidden away, close to his chest, pristine after all those years. even as the demon prosecutor, he never gets rid of it. even when he chooses death, he takes the memory of his two best friends with him.

the ace attorney anime is a fucking masterpiece. it takes these pre-established characters and breathes new life into them without losing sight of their original intention. every choice it makes is beautiful, rich with depth and nuance and love. it is genuinely no wonder the fandom hates it so much, which how much it clashes with their often black-and-white views of these characters who were never intended to be that way.

obviously, as a new medium, it does have to make some changes to adapt properly. but i have decided i am no longer speaking any problems i have with those changes, because i am sick to bastard death of negativity on all sides of me and would rather just publicly profess my love to this anime forever.

watch the aa anime.

(hey, dipshits in my notes! read the above banner, and then read it again! read it a third time, for good measure! are you typing a tag that starts with 'the anime has it's problems, but--' or 'the anime did a lot of things wrong, but--'? consider: no one fucking asked! not everything in the world needs your opinion, person with severe main character syndrome who doesn't know how to shut the fuck up! stop using parroting other people's opinions as a personality replacement and log off this website. take up a hobby. don't reblog my post. ten thousand whip lashes.)

[twosashi]

Enjoy a poorly made meme I created in the back of a car

i know i said this in dms but i legit want this on my wall

[yumiiyummech]

Happy birthday, WENDY! You’re so kind and pretty it inspires me… was that strange to say? — MAYA

>///< THANK YOU SO MUCH! it wasn't strange to say at all

I really didnt expect there to be so many birthday wishes... thank you for thinking of me! I really appreciate it from the bottom of my heart.

youre really pretty too by the way! <3

[lisannastraussisanangel]

Do you have any dragon slayer instincts headcanons???

Yes! I want to study the dragon slayers like bugs

They hoard things like typical dragons. But it's not as straight forward like gold. It's more like Natsu hoarding friends and memories or Gajeel hoarding different types of music and cat stuff

They are all super territorial. Usually they keep it pretty suppressed but Lucy swears she heard Wendy growl at Sting when he jokingly said he was gonna join Team Natsu

You know that little angry dance bearded dragons do? They all do it but specifically Natsu and Gajeel

Speaking of lizards, you know how they puff up when mad? Laxus does this all the time. Sometimes for no reason other than someone walking up to him and the Raijinshuu

They have high prey drive. Like if someone runs past them there's a good chance you get pounced on. Cobra does it all the time to the point where Crime Sorciere refuse to run near him

They all hold babies by the scruff of their neck. If they could walk around holding their kids by the neck in their mouths they would

You know how some animals hair stands up when threatened? That's a big thing for them but it's not like the hair on the heads. It's arm hair and then they get goosebumps and hunch over all freaked out

They subconsciously try to hibernate in the winter. Rogue almost always has a massive stockpile of food in his room when it snows

[reve-rv]

CY. ahem, sooo i heard it was a certain someone’s birthday. um, so happy birthday ! i decided i’d be nice and get you a lil’ something, if you want it–

- @urtwice

You being nice was a conscious decision, hm? Yeah, I don’t want it- Thanks for the birthday greeting though~