They Weren’t Even Dead, Actually, They Had A Head Cold. False Alarm Everyone.

No, that’s usually the one time I am mad about it. I’m patient with everything else but phones and just not checking your blindspots are my driving pet peeves. I’ll live with everything else.

Put it down. You’re driving babes. Phone is off limits, I promise you will live. Please check the lane next to you before you try to merge and run me off the fucking road, (this has happened actually I wish I was joking, worse, it was a service van and the dude didn’t even stop after nearly killing me), I would rather there be a body to find when I die and not an assorted metal chocolate box of mangled pieces of flesh, thanks.

Ideally, I wouldn’t be anywhere near a moving metal death trap when I die. That’d be real nice. But if I do, I want to be buried under a tree.

I’m sorry what.

WAIT WHY DID IT TAKE ME THIS LONG TO REALZIE THAT MIA FEY'S NAME PUN IS THAT SHES M-I-A (Missing in action)

WHHUUH?!?!

Yes????? Obviously?????

Hey so what if I have an idea for a crack fic involving a team up magic-show-musical-performance with Trucy & Klavier and Phoenix as an onstage assistant.

And Miles there to see.

And possibly some angst/hurt/comfort with Dadd Phoenix

Anyone interested because I’m possibly writing it anyway

I don’t mind the idea of him being demiro or demisexual at all, but I’m a bit biased I think /j

May 2025 bring upon the ace attorney fandom, a boom in aspec Phoenix art and fic.

This has the same vibe as those old European drought markers from long ago that read like “gaze upon these words and weep, for it is already too late.”

Or

“Death is coming. Not immediately. But gradually, slowly, and painfully.”

no

I want to believe it can happen tho

My grandfather loves photography, and he always said that the best skies and sunsets have character. They need clouds! And atmosphere! And mood!

People are like “it’s so beautiful no clouds at all” it could use a little clouds if I had to be honest.

@dolotonglo did you know I would see this or something ;-;

If you're a creator and you needed to hear this today:

You have no idea how many people lurk on your work. No idea how many times people go back to revisit your work. How big they smile when they simply think about your work. How fast their heart beats, how excited they get when they see that you posted something.

People are shy with their feedback. Sometimes it’s because they’re simply shy. Other times it’s because they assume you already know how great and talented you are. Could be both.

My point is, even if you barely have any likes or reblogs, don’t get discouraged. You have a lot of silent fans, but they are still your fans. Keep on creating. Because there is always someone out there who will love what you have made.

This was me in the second grade. They’d ask me to explain my answer in math, and I’d scribble down “you’d know if you paid attention in class” because I was sick of their shit and writing stuff out was something I hated doing.

If I could get away with responding this way in college, I would….. I won’t even lie to yall.

Please buy us. Please please please I beg-