#< mentioned briefly. good post.

[teadocs]

emote practice

#major shoutout to internet user magicalpouch bc this sheet really helped me get more confident #also @ the chars y'all haven't seen before on either side of daniel!! 1 is his sibling esther who has been mentioned briefly #and 2 is angel who he was supposed to end up with before we even started s1. idk if that's still the case tho we'll see!!! #i feel like adding her is trying to jump in to double dutch. i just never see a good spot for a full intro. BUT she's been hinted at 2x #not sure they're the best match anymore but i love her so just in case i'll give her a tag too! #by theo #moss macleod #bambi moore #chloe valentine #libby lane #lola lal #esther park #daniel park #angel reyes #matthew smith #vic campbell #chrystyna mclean #more esther posting coming soon btw

[aeoris4lovers]

Angstpril 2023 Day One: Liar

There were very few things in life that Eadwulf insisted upon without any chance of compromise. Choosing battles was a matter of survival under the tutelage of Master Ikithon; incurring punishment was easy enough to do even without the added risk that stubbornness presented. To resist bending only made it inevitable that one would eventually have to break, and as far as Eadwulf was concerned, the world offered little of great enough importance to justify tempting that fate.

It was not an oath made lightly, then, when he promised that he would return every day that he was able to one particular cell in the depths of Vergesson Sanatorium.

Astrid refused to speak to him for weeks after the incident, after what he did that night to save her from a fate far worse than a scar. So, with no one there to swear it to, he made his promise to the gods themselves.

He knelt on the floor of his bedroom, hands clasped together in his lap. Outside the small window above his bed, the cool light of the nearly-full moon fanned out across the skies, setting the shadowed room aglow with the night’s ghostly haze. His gaze settled on the nearest mountain peaks; ancient and immense and unmoving, he thought they must be the closest things to gods he would ever lay his eyes on. When thoughts of his past, of his people, of his own actions that night threatened to creep to the front of his mind, he pressed them back into the darkness of memory. They were gone now; there was nothing more to be done for them. Instead, he turned his thoughts again to Bren, to bright red hair and wild eyes and roaring flames and the crack of rock against bone. 

“If I condemned him to this fate,” he whispered, so quiet it was more thought than speech, “let me be the one to see him through it.”

Only a moment later, the soft moonlight was eclipsed by the silhouettes of two ravens coming to rest on the windowsill, and he knew somewhere deep within him that his oath had been sealed.

The next morning, he rose earlier than usual and ate his breakfast as quickly as he could manage to hold it down. The sun still hadn’t even begun to show itself in the young day’s sky when he slipped past the guards at the sanatorium, giving each of them a look which told them not to stand in his way if they valued their lives. They had no way of knowing that, in truth, he wasn’t sure if he would have the courage to make good on that threat; they only saw the determination in his eyes and stepped aside. 

As he pushed through hall after hall, he wasted no time looking at anything other than the faces in each cell, searching for blue eyes and red hair. Any strange looks that may have been aimed his way were lost in the blur of stone and bars and wrong faces. 

When he finally turned a corner and saw a short-cropped burst of orange in the nearest cell, he was just in time to stop the guard who was preparing to enter with whatever sad excuse for a breakfast they had prepared for the day. He caught the guard by the arm, stooping down to look her in the eye, and pressed a few coins into her hand.

All he said was, “Let me.”

She stared at him for a long few seconds, head tilted to one side, before shrugging.

“If you insist.”

Handing him the tray of oatmeal and water, she unlocked the door of Bren’s cell and started off toward the next one down, leaving Eadwulf there alone. He slipped through the door, closed it behind him, and crouched down next to Bren, truly taking in his current state for the first time. 

Perhaps the most noticeable thing should have been how beat up he was – the dark bruises, the blood that no one had bothered to wash from his skin. But instead, all Eadwulf could see was how empty he looked. There was always such a fire behind his eyes, a kind of passion and life there, like his mind was working so feverishly to puzzle the world together that you could watch it happening from the outside, and now? That fire had been all but doused. His eyes were glazed over, wandering helplessly around the space, looking through it all and not truly seeing any of it. There was a slight strain on his face, a clench to his brow that Eadwulf knew his resting face didn’t possess, which betrayed some process of thought, no doubt an unpleasant one. It was distant, though, and passive, as though the thoughts had taken on a life of their own within his mind and he, in this clouded state, was helpless to resist or engage them at all. When his gaze finally fell on Eadwulf, there was a soft spark of recognition that sent Eadwulf’s heart into his throat.

Eadwulf returned every morning after that, and again every night, so long as he wasn’t off on a mission or locked away for the sake of some punishment. Each morning, he fed Bren whatever breakfast the guards had prepared, careful to make it a far more gentle process than the other meals likely involved. As Bren’s hair grew longer with time, Eadwulf took to brushing it, and trimming it when the ends began to fray. A few times, he considered cutting it short again; surely, it would be more comfortable for Bren to have less of it. But there was no ignoring how his eyes fluttered closed at the feeling of it being brushed, or how he hummed in a way that almost seemed to approach contentment — better to keep it long, Eadwulf always ultimately decided. 

At night, Eadwulf would clean him — easy enough to do with a simple spell, but most nights Eadwulf wiped his face and hands the mundane way first, probably more for his own sake than for Bren’s — and tended to whatever wounds may have been sustained since the last visit. Then, he would take out whatever books he had been able to find that day, sit by Bren’s side, and read. Bren’s favorite of the books, judging by the way his eyes brightened ever so slightly at the sight of its cover, was an old children's story about a young boy and a cat prince, so they always started and finished with that one. In between, they cycled through as many of the other books as Eadwulf thought they safely had time for, and by the time he closed the fairytale for the final time, Bren was almost always slumped against his side, asleep. 

Eventually, once the rifts between them had been repaired, Astrid joined him for some of his visits, though she was quickly given more responsibilities than him and often found it more difficult to get away. On those days, Astrid would braid Bren’s hair once he had brushed it in the mornings, and alternated reading with him at night.

And after every nighttime visit, he would sit in his bed and write a few lines in a journal: how the day’s visits had gone, what had gone on in the outside world that day or over the past few days, what he and Astrid were doing in their own lives. Someday, he told himself, Bren would have his mind back. Someday, he would hand over the journal, a meticulous record of the days Bren was locked away. Someday, Bren would be able to read it, and it would be as if he hadn’t missed a thing at all.

In all that time spent in Bren’s cell, Eadwulf never feared being discovered by Master Ikithon — not out of carelessness or apathy toward the consequences he would inevitably incur, but because he knew it was foolish to assume he hadn’t already been discovered at the very start. The archmage’s gaze took immense care to avoid, and nowhere was it more omnipresent than in the halls of the sanatorium. The chances that he had gone unnoticed were laughably slim — it was better to assume Master Ikithon was well aware, that a confrontation would come soon enough.

And come it did.

One morning, nearly two years into his visits, Eadwulf arrived at Bren’s cell to see his teacher standing there, calmly watching him approach. Inside the cell, he could see Bren’s eyes wide and his face held more tensely than usual. He was shifting slightly where he sat, as though his own body were the walls of a prison preventing him from running away.

All at once, Eadwulf was overcome with the urge to run forward, to lunge at Ikithon, to scream, because how dare he come here and strike that kind of fear into someone so helpless, hasn’t Bren been through enough? But he pushed the urge down and kept calm as he walked in spite of it. It was him that the archmage was angry with, it was him who would face the consequences of his actions; Bren had no reason to be afraid.

As it turned out, neither did he. Master Ikithon wasn’t angry, not at Eadwulf nor Bren; he never said or even suggested that Eadwulf would be punished, and the calm smile never fell from his face. He seemed entirely unfazed — pleased, even — by Eadwulf’s actions. 

“You are welcome to visit our dear Bren whenever you wish, Eadwulf,” he said in a tone that could almost be mistaken for good-natured, “as is Miss Becke. In fact, I think it’s wonderful that you three have grown to care so much for each other, even after all this time. By all means, do continue to come visit him if it pleases you.” Moving closer, he added in a lower tone, “I would only urge you to remember that it is for you, yes? As much as it pains me to say this, Bren is — how shall I put this? — absent, by all accounts. You are a smart boy, I have no doubt you’ve noticed. Each time you leave this place, it is to him as if you were never here at all; he won’t remember. The sharp young man we knew is, I’m afraid, no longer with us.”

And every night since then, as silence fell over the sanatorium’s halls, Eadwulf would look down at Bren, tucked against his side the same way they had once grown used to laying in their beds, and ask himself: how could that possibly be true?

How, when he still squirmed at the mere sight of his old teacher standing nearby, when his eyes still sparked at the sight of his favorite fairytale’s cover, when he still remembered how to fall asleep next to Eadwulf like it was as simple as breathing, could Bren be gone? How could it be possible that such a sharp mind, so full of passion and of life, simply slipped away? Even if he remembered none of it, even if each day felt to him like the first time, Bren seemed in his own way to welcome their company far more than any other’s, to relax in some small way at their presence; did that not count for something?

It would take him many more years to truly make sense of it, to fully understand the weight of what it meant, but the simple fact remained: that Bren was gone was the first of Trent Ikithon’s lies that Eadwulf ever saw through.

#yes this is a day late. no i don't know if its good or not. yes im posting it anyway because these are my babies #im deep in an Eadwulf My Beloved Who The Fuck Are You kick rn so most of my entries will probably be centered around Him™️ #i want to peel him open like an onion and see what's going on inside. yknow #*slaps eadwulf* this baby can hold so much love shown through acts of service inside of it #angstpril2023 #criticalrole #fanfiction #day1 #liar #cr fic #critical role fic #eadwulf grieve #bren aldric ermendrud #caleb widogast #trent ikithon #<- literally my number one parasocial enemy tbh. and hes not even real #i would tag astrid but she's only very briefly mentioned so it feels wrong #this will eventually be on ao3 but for now i'm just slapping it here and getting the FUCK to bed

[5arcasmw]

the more i learn about the american revolution the more hamilton: the musical infuriates me

(read tags for context pls i go off on a mega tangent)

#no offense to lmm at ALL i know that he had to keep the musical entertaining and that it wasnt meant to be a complete biography but GOOD GOD #wh-why is stay alive (set the winter of valley forge to a bit after the battle of monmouth) like 6 SONGS AFTER “a winter's ball” LIKE- #THAT SONG TAKES PLACE IN 1980 WHILE THE EVENTS IN “stay alive” TAKE PLACE IN 17781?1??11??!?2?+?1 #ALEX AND ELIZA HAD ONLY LIKE VERY BRIEFLY MET LIKE ONCE BEFORE IF I REMEMBER CORRECTLY #AND AND AND #THAT WOULD BE ENOUGH TAKING PLACE RIGHT AFTER THE LAURENS LEE DUEL AND MEET HIM INSIDE?? WHAT???? #DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THE PLACEMENT OF MEET ME INSIDE #HAMILTON DIDN'T EVEN LEAVE HIS POST AS AIDE-DE-CAMP TIL LIKE EARLY 1781???? YEARS AFTER THE DUEL???? WHILE HE WAS ALREADY WED TO ELIZA???? #AND WASHINGTON DIDNT EVEN KICK HIM OUT BC OF THE DUEL LIKE??? #ALSO THIS IS KIND OF MINOR BUT #SAYING THAT LAURENS WAS IN SC DURING THE BATTLE OF YORKTOWN WHEN IN REALITY HE WAS IN THE BATTLE LITERALLY *WITH* ALEXANDER JUST FISKDNQMDNA #also i stand by the fact that “satisfied” should've 100% been sung by laurens instead of angelica #as far as i'm aware there is a lot more evidence to suggest laurens and hamilton being a thing than angelica and alex being a thing lmao #ALSO #wher the fuck were meade tilghman harrison reed mchenry and fitzgerald???? (idk if there were more aides i forget lmao) #and why include hercules mulligan in the main war group when LAFAYETTE AND LAURENS LITERALLY NEVER MET HIM??? #WHY NOT REPLACE HIM WITH ONE OF THE OTHER AIDE-DE-CAMPS I PREVIOUSLY MENTIONED???? #I AM AT A LOSS FOR WORDS LIN WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME #lin buddy i love you and the musical *LITERALLY* saved my life but #good god man the inaccuracies in the 1st act give me fucking heart burn....got me prematurely balding over here jfc #amrev #amrev fandom #i guess? #alexander hamilton #hamilton the musical #john laurens #lams #these tags are an entire seperate post jfc #lin manuel miranda #shit i accidentally said 1980 instead of 1780 pls ignore i typed fast and angrily

[cringywhitedragon]

So I went to see Oppenheimer and not for the “Ha Ha Funni Memes”

I’m generally interested in the subject of the movie and could care less about the whole Barbie stuff (I do not like Barbie and I just see the live action movie as annoying)

I really enjoyed Oppenheimer and it was a rather interesting take into what Oppie’s life was like. There were some scenes in it that aren’t for everyone (The movie is rated R for a reason and there are some heavy subject matters that I cannot recommend people who cannot handle it to go see. I can but please know your limits before going to see Oppenheimer, specifically regarding a “Don’t Close your Eyes by the Band Kix” moment) but it’s a good movie overall.

But please on an extremely serious note: if you cannot handle heavy subject matters, bright lights, and/or loud noises then please don’t go see it for the haha funnies and check the rating beforehand. If you are ok with stuff then by all means I highly recommend it

#reshi rambles #oppenheimer #movies #serious post #barbenheimer #tw sui mentioned briefly #This movie is Rated R #good movie

[vexenya]

We, collectively, are SO lucky that Mr Enter never really got into anime

#anime #Mr enter #trying out scheduled posts #uhh hi :) #I mean I think he reviewed anime like uhhhhh once? and it was a positive review #briefly mentioned anime in larger reviews like worst and best theme songs #He said that anime is hard to review because of how episodic it is and his reviews focus on singular episodes -> #instead of series overviews #thank goodness #if people talked about Devilman like they talked about ‘modern’ SpongeBob my heart would hurt

[thefanciestborrower]

Any smol guys with huge carnivorous girlfriends in question?

UM well okay so like, I have a few ocs that kinda fit the bill like a lovely elf boy and his orc wife, and a knight with a giant princess girlfriend, but um...

low key that post was inspired by me thinking bout one of my favorite fictional couples featuring feral girlfriend who bites as a form of communication and her nerdy lil boyfriend who gets so flustered every time she so much as looks at him. She is not giant or carnivorous but she deserves to be and her lil boyfriend has the most chaotic tiny every I’ve ever seen in a character

#also my girl briefly became a giant dragon and I’m still not over that like good for her she got to be a giant literal force of nature #anyways #it’s just a trope I actually adore and apply to way too many of my favorite fictional couples in my fave stories #like news¡es and l3go stuff #spoiler the couple I mentioned in the main post who have this energy are l3go peeps #ask #anon ask #g/t

[leondegranced]

9 People You’d Like to Get to Know Better

Tagged by @the-tenth-arcanum (on my personal account but I'm posting here instead hello something non-merlin related)

Last song I listened to: I watched Camelot last week (the 1967 film version) and the Guenevere track has had me in a chokehold, so that's been on repeat while intermittently being interspersed by the rest of the OST (very good movie, very good music, would recommend)

Currently watching: I'm slowly catching up with the new season of It's Always Sunny, along with Dead To Me and Five Star Chef (really I'll inhale any decent competition show)

Currently reading: The Committee by Sonallah Ibrahim. It's… a strange one, and not a book I would've picked up myself, but my aunt gave it to me for my birthday last year and I needed a short read after getting through Idylls of the King so I figured why not give it a go (I should finish it by tonight and then I'll start reading Inferno by Catherine Cho)

Current obsession: All things Arthuriana, I'm compounding the brainrot bby 😎

Tagging (no pressure): @gardenbastard @feuxx @groundbreakingdot872 @gargoylewithcottagecheese @kitmarloweki @anamericanwerewolfintraffic @tamaha @agapantoblu @kuronnii

#camelot has restored my faith in arthurian movie adaptions #harris' king arthur is such a kicked puppy #and i mentioned idylls briefly but tennyson's arthur is very interesting too #both made me think of him in a different light #but i'd need a dedicated post to talk about that #i have too many thoughts about king arthur they're breaching containment #if anyone asks me about literary arthuriana i will implode (in a good way probably) #tag game #don't mind me

[krakenera]

i give up on following the izzy tag this is not providing me with fun content abt my fav character 😭

#y’all better reblog the good stuff so i can see it :/ #rambles #the last straw wasn’t even a discourse post it was just a gentlebeard post in the tag for no reason just bc they mentioned izzy briefly #pls i just wanna see my guy #i follow a lot of tags on tumblr but this one is the one that frequently makes me. upset lmao #i now get 90% of my izzy content from twitter that’s what it’s come to #tbf i finally figured out how to get twitter to show me only fun izzy stuff and not random politics and queer discourse lmao

[birdmenmanga]

the beloved mutuals will love to know that after a good sleep I’m normal again

#just thinking thoughts... #I'm soooo silly. it's so silly. we both want to be friends so bad. #it's soooo obvious. #two guys who want to be friends so bad and lurk so hard on each others' social medias #I'm curiously watching his personal discord and he's curiously watching my twitch stream #we never breathe a word about the lurking though. until we casually bring it up in person. and it's like oh you were watching? #on god? #lol. #hold hands and sing kumbaya already. lol. #he mentioned briefly that he felt (what I believe the chinese meant) social anxiety sometimes and like. this behavior tracks lol. #is it a coincidence that the only instagram post of mine he liked was the one captioned with #'what do you mean rotating you inside my mind like a rotisserie chicken doesn't count as a real friendship' #anyways. I'm going to give messaging him my all. it helps a lot that he lives on discord and not just line #lol this other guy lives on line though and I'm messaging him in english because he wanted a challenge. I'm having fun with him #he has a kind heart. his world is just a little small. #so he'll say things like 'no I'm normal!' when confronted with the mere possibility of being gay etc. #but he'll backpedal on it. 'no wait I shouldn't phrase it like that!!' #and such. and he thoughtlessly stereotypes people and things like that. but he's very willing to admit he's done things wrong #I like these two guys. I think I'll bring them to an art gallery or something sometime. I think it strikes a good balance. #I think me and the motorcycle guy are mentally in a similar headspace in terms of values and ideals #me and the other guy have the same energy and vibe #and they also don't have to spend the entire time accommodating for my linguistic limitations because they can also talk to each other #it works out in my head. I hope it's not too awkward.

[yardsards]

my hobbies include watching the sheer horror on new therapists' faces when i tell them about my childhood

#eliot posts #i keep going through therapists cuz i get my therapy for free from the university #and they started putting limits on how many therapy sessions you could get from the normal clinic #so i go to their other clinic that has like. grad students getting their first clinical experiences while being supervised by a real doctor #(through recordings and a 2 way mirror. i do not get to see the real doctor's face. it's odd.) #so i get a new one every semester or so as they complete their programs #so these are fresh faced newbies that i probably make question if they're REALLY uo for the job #i mean i HAVE been told i'm a good client very open about shit very willing to try things etc etc #but they do have to listen to an hour of Horrifying Shit That My Parents Should Be In Jail For #this new lady is nice though and she Gets my issues for the most part #my previous lady that i had for the summer kinda sucked. idk if she was bad at her job or just didn't click with me #but she always managed to zero in on shit that was Not The Main Issue #some therapists have this tendency to like. focus on the Standard Depression Shit and try to treat that #(sometimes even trying to treat depression symptoms that you don't even experience) #cuz that's what's in their wheelhouse #like i'll tell some long complex issue but briefly mention like ''i kinda wish i just didn't have to keep living through all this'' #and they hone in on that minor thing because suicidal thoughts is something they know how to handle #they don't know how to handle Whatever The Fuck I Got Goin On. no one really does. least of all myself. #mental illness mention #abuse mention in tags #suicide mention in tags

[rubberbandballqueen]

had one of them "quarterly work meetings" just now and what i have learned is that i am severely lacking in the genre of social script that dictates how to behave when first joining a group of people you will be working with regularly from that point on

#i think mostly my coworkers are all people who are fairly neurotypical and so they like. Know how to do this stuff i guess #n so i'm kinda just standing there. like a vampire. needing to be invited in for lack of practice w/these scripts #n like i briefly mentioned this in the tags of a post on my other blog yesterday but like i notice smth similar in my chem lab #it's like i'm missing the first scene of a script to a play but have the rest of it memorized blocked n ready to go #as Soon as i know that my entrance isn't like a disruption of the expected flow i'm fine!!! i can do that shit!!!! #and more recently i've been learning n mastering the opening scenes to the play of 'making online friends' #which is different from real life bc online friendship is asynchronous. realizing now that's why online/irl friendships differ sometimes #n this is also why i tend to be more actively inviting at the start of smth new like a class or semester #bc those are the periods when the ~flow~ is setting itself n if i can manage to integrate into *that* i'm good i can do this #but i don't know how to *slip in* to an existing current as an active participant. i just know how to observe n absorb #bc it's ~personal sharing time~ (lol) but like obviously being Neurodivergent(tm) i misread a lot of cues growing up #n so now the goal feels like 'transition seamlessly into thing so that you're not a despised disruption' #which is why i've become so grateful to the kinds of people who make active efforts to include new people #like. thank you communications majors. i love you communications majors. i owe you my life communications majors. #bc it's so!! 'i promise i'm not snubbing you it's just that my direct instructions were to work Here so even though you are three feet away #'literally on the other side of this wall i'm not gonna come out n initiate conversation w/you bc those are Implicit Instructions' #'/Individual Expectations that i'm too afraid of reading incorrectly but if you come talk to me i will be normal abt it i promise' #the worm speaks #like pretty frequently these days i find myself thinking abt that one post that's like #'yeah back in the olden days being a good host was a learned skill n it involved these sorts of specific things' #'like matching up n introducing guests to each other by saying 'this is x this is y you both like turtles :)' #like i feel like that's the Spirit of icebreakers these days but even if you have interests in common w/someone across the circle #it can be kind of awkward to cross the room afterwards to talk to them so you just end up talking w/whoever's nearest or no one at all

[randomwords247]

Another year another Christmas. Hope you’re all having a great time this year  and know the Lord’s nearness and draw comfort at this time of year where we celebrate His wonderful birth. Have a great one folks :)

#remember when i used to say something brief every christmas #i dont remmeber if i did it last year and this is very short #but I think it's important to at least mention about it #even if just briefly #have a great christmas everybody!! stay safe everyone out there #especially those of you in the artic bomb at the moment like goodness gracious guys keep warm #here's to another year! #ramble post #randy rambles

[punkrock-furiosa]

So it looks like... I might be a little bit back?

I’ve been trying to work up to coming back for a while now, once life stops kicking my butt and all - except it’s becoming increasingly clear that life not being all kinds of messed up ain’t really on the radar, so I should probably just do it one way or another. And, strangely enough, randomly seeing that RPG jam finally gave me that kick of determination to actually post something again. Weird how that works, but hey, I take my little victories where I can find them. It also means I can now say wrote a ttrpg about evil robots, which, even if it turns out to be really bad in practice, is an extremely cool thing to be able to claim about yourself. So - success!

Several things changed with the tumblr app since I seriously used it last time, so I clearly have some relearning to do.

Also... the legend of Jára Cimrman apparently breached containment and made rounds on here? Is that right? Because of all the things I would have expected to happen in 2022, that one was not on the bingo card.

#personal #the irony of changing my description to mention my formerly extremely stable queue #only to run out then briefly post only infrequently and then all but disappear is not lost on me #a tale of hubris right there #also I'm still kind of scared of being Perceived on the Internet again #but that's not really a rational reaction that's just me #also re: the game jam I know very little about TTRPGs and I wrote it on like 4 hours of sleep in the middle of an extremely busy week #but it feels really nice to set out to do a creative thing (if a tiny one) and then actually manage to do it despite circumstances #also last week I reconnected with a rl friend I haven't seen in a long time which was fantastic and such a morale boost #and me and mom got our anti-omicron shot today so that's also good #life in general may suck but this particular week? I feel great about

[scarletcomet]

alright besties. it took almost the whole session but i finally got myself to tell my therapist that i’ve been hurting myself

#it took the whole time for me to tell her so i didnt get any help :( #i doubt there's anything she could even really do to help tho #i've done lots of therapy cbt dbt etc and i only turned to sh because nothing else was working #i feel a lot better tho because i told her briefly about how i've struggled with sh for 6 years and it hasn't been bad in many years #but i have had small relapses on multiple occasions over the years #and i told her how i relapsed on sat and have done it again 5 times since sat #and i told her that i am going to do it again #it feels pretty good to not feel guilty or like im lying to my therapist and for someone other than me to know #i know this is not a great/healthy thing to post on here but im kinda really proud of myself for opening up a little bit to my therapist #it was kinda weird tho because it was the first time i ever talked about sh at least explicitly with this therapist before #she straight up asked me if i bled and i was like what of course #ik sh looks different for everyone but i just thought she had picked up on it because i showed her/mentioned the bandages on my arm #anyways i'm sorry for all this oversharing about this kind of stuff #tw self harm

[southislandwren]

ooogh stargazing makes me all vulnerable i cant help it. somethin about looking into the center of the milky way with meteors coming down and capella twinkling right in front of me. but anyway i told mr. boy that my dog died march 2021 and its still really hard for me . and now i dont even remember how he reacted but i do trust him with that info i think

#a couple red flags tonight but i think i can fix him since i think hes coming from a good spot but not executing it well #he said some stuff abt mental health i dont agree with but like. hes compassionate and wants to help people. he just doesnt know what to sa #but idk about the protest thing (i mentioned i used to protest a lot. he was not keen abt it lol) #i think as long as he can be normal abt protests then i can be too #but on a better note! he said hanging out was 'enjoyable' (lol hes such a boomer) and also hes hashtag confirmed single #bc we briefly talked about dating and i was like have u ever dated anyone? #and then he asked me and so i used the boy name my ex and i came up with #since im still not absolutely sure hed be cool with the whole homosexuality thing #and like. im fine if hes like not super into it . but if he ever outwardly disrespects my family or friends. its over so fast #but yeah. and he said if his work party was an open event he'd invite me :) #and i was also like i dont always want to text first since i dont want to be annoying . so text first sometimes #and he was like ok #ooogh yeah im down bad. #AND I PASSED REPRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #okay . goodnight #i might be going to work tomorrow i havent decided yet #ooh and lunch tomorrow with like all the girls in the department . like literally every girl professor/staff #and then a couple students too. but yayyy girls trip :3 #boy post

[starboundsingularities]

good lird they did not make a gimmick blog about a real life murder

#someone fucking DIED but whatever who gives a shit it's funny i guess

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🥚 eggvidenced Follow

honestly with how suspicious and confusing everything on the dl-6 case was i wouldn't be surprised if it came out that it was that prosecutor guy tbh

🌟 rockliker270 Follow

date posted: june 23, 2010

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⚖️ courtofpublicopinions Follow

🌟 rockliker270 Follow

ok hear me out. what abt winston payne though

🧊 just--ice Follow

okay now they're just making lawyers up

#also didn't mvk die or something?

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🔥 triedbyfire Follow

why the fuck are you people still posting about the gavinners as if theyre not copaganda. didn't the guitarist get convicted of murder

🎸 guiltiest-lovers837 Follow

so fucking tired of this "um um didn't daryan get convicted of murder" YEAH AND HE'S LITERALLY NOT IN THE FUCKING BAND ANYMORE. dipshit

🔥 triedbyfire Follow

are you gonna address the copaganda thing or

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🌻 attorneybout Follow

he's so. 😳

📂 trialanderror Follow

why is he defending

📂 trialanderror Follow

OP WHY IS HE DEFENDING???

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🦈 giantlakemonsters Follow

i just wanna hear about another gourdy sighting thats all

🥜 liberdeez Follow

op. i'm so sorry op. gourdy isn't real you have to let her go. they had a whole trial about it.

🔐 wrightorwrong Follow

hi!! so this isn't actually the case as while gourdy was briefly mentioned in a trial, said trial had nothing to do with whether or not gourdy was "real" per se as much as. well. murder, actually. while gourdy WAS found out to be an inflatable steel samurai this was not brought up in the case at all as the veracity of gourdy wasn't really as relevant as the fact that the witness was looking for gourdy rather than at the murder she claimed to have seen. plus this was also a relatively small part of a MUCH larger trial which for those interested not only solved the dl-6 case but ALSO marked the end of prosecutor von karma's ~40 year long record and the court records are really a fascinating read through!!

🦀 mad_libz_87 Follow

net 0 information post

#thanks again lawblr

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🍒 cherriescoola Follow

btw i was at the park the other day and klavier gavin (of gavinners fame) was there and obv there was a huge crowd but this guy was there with him and at some point he (the other guy) waved to the crowd and someone still screamed like it was klavier??? who was that guy ive never seen him before in my life

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🩸 has-dl6-been-solved-yet Follow

December 28, 2016

YES!!!

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🪙 tellerlikeitis Follow

guys help i'm a bank teller and this guy just introduced himself as robin banks what do i do

🔪 violencekilling Follow

you gotta let him rob you that's the law

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👻 ghostesswiththemostest Follow

look if i ever get convicted of murder im just hiring the lawyer with the coolest sounding name

💼 courtofwaw Follow

bestie if you already got convicted it is Too Late

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📋 lawandwhoreder Follow

guys i know it's real fun to think people just can predict whatever but if you look at the earliest reblogs of that post that "guessed" the true killer in the dl-6 case it was actually a post about how they didn't want to go to the store. clearly edited

#stg nobody bothers to factcheck anything anymore

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🐺 lawnewolf Follow

i am NOT homophobic or whatever the fuck you guys are saying now i just think its weird to write fanfiction about realass people?? go touch grass ffs

🌈 lawsbian Follow

the fun police (this guy) putting me in yaoi court but the lawyers (phoenix witrght and miles edgeworth) just keep trying to make out (real court is like this too btw)

🐺 lawnewolf Follow

YOU HAVE SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU.

#look idc what your enemies to lovers fic bullshit says #they're straight. and more importantly REAL PEOPLE. #there's TENSION because they are in COURT and there are LIVES on the LINE. #not because they wanna fuck. god.

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🔮 inhighspirits Follow

why dont they just ask the spirit mediums to ask the victims who killed them this law shit is easy

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💞 lawveyourself Follow

seriously i cant believe they gave this guy a law degree

💞 lawveyourself Follow

what do you mean evidence fraud

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🎧 instrumentalillness Follow

fuck you *unguilties your love*

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🎀 copiicat Follow

perjury isnt illegal btw in fact if youre one of tge witnesses youre legally required to lie on the stand. thats why everyone does it. trust me

#ace attorney #ace attorney spoilers #dashboard simulator #dash simulator #dashboard sim #dash sim #unreality #fake dashboard #fake dash #post simulator #long post #average day on lawblr i think #'op what is the timeframe for this' not applicable people reblog 10 year old posts on here all the time /lh #but sometime after turnabout serenade. #'isn't one of these urls a real blog' yeah she wanted to be included /lh