#good grief...

[nectardaddy]

got my boy toy here fixing my car and guys....

[defensive-tactics]

Stop making yourself an easy target!!! Turn off your phone!!!

[nero-draco]

[shitpost-it-tristan]

Hey y'all, so I was just informed that a minor interacted with my NSFT post, and I had no idea. I've said this in the past, but I'm gonna say it again... If you are a minor, please don't interact with those posts. I label them and put them under the cut for that specific reason.

That being said, from now on, I'm going to be checking the accounts that interact with my posts, because as an adult, that is my responsibility.

I'm going to say it one more time, minors, don't interact with my NSFT posts. I honestly don't even know what I feel right now, I can only describe it as icky.

[kishimotomasashi]

I'd like to conduct multiple studies on this man

[askaceattorney]

Oh, snap!!

Well, you’ll never believe this.  Mod Edgeworth recently brought something to my attention -- apparently, some of your letters have been invisible to us unless we use our mobile devices.  Because of this, a number of letters (dating back to February 2021) have gone unanswered until now, so if you happened to send a letter that was within the rules but still hasn’t gotten a response, well...that’s why.

The only fair thing for us to do now is interrupt the queue until we’ve made it through these skipped letters.  A thousand “sorry”s to everyone whose letters we skipped (and to everyone whose letters we now have to put off).  I mostly blame Tumblr for this, but I also bear some blame for waiting so long to get a smartphone.  Sorry for that, too.

Good thing we figured it out when we did, at least.  Enjoy some mobile letters, everyone!

Mod Edgeworth: 

NAOOOOOOOOGH!!

So yes, it turns out Tumblr decided to pull an unforgivable prank on us. Mod Justice did try to tell us about this issue, but neither of us thought it was THIS bad. It wasn’t until Mod Justice sent an Anonymous letter of his own and sent it to us that I began looking into it, because I have been cursed with perfectly long term memory of when he brought it up the first time.

THANKS TUMBLR! HIGHLY APPRECIATED!!

Luckily, I was able to gather all the unanswered anonymous mod letters. Though, from this point on, we will only be answering anonymous letters until we catch up. We will notify you when we have completely caught up. This will not include Holiday letters. We sincerely apologize for this. 

This letter alone will include all of the Mod Letters I’ve compiled that were month’s worth. If I didn’t get your letter, I sincerely apologize. This will also mean that the letters from here on out will look slightly different, since we are having to use our mobile devices and log onto the Tumblr App. On the plus side, you will no longer worry about hiding your emails or identity, since the mobile devices hides them well.

I’ll let Mod Justice have a say, since he was technically the whistleblower. I sincerely apologize for not looking into this earlier when you first came onboard.

Mod Justice:

BY THE HOLY MOTHER...

I knew there were lots of unanswered letters, but HOW DID THEY GET ALL THE WAY BACK FROM FEBRUARY?!

(I should have kept my mouth shut...)

No, no, NO. I’m NOT going to be like that. That’s just SELFISH and RUDE to all the fans who posted the letters in the first place.

Here are our responses to the following mod letters:

(Referenced Letter)

Dear dawsongfg,

Mod Justice: Please do. It will be better for everyone’s mental health, possibly including yours.

(Seriously, consider yourself lucky I’m this generous. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have given the referenced letter a link here. You can repay me by following through on your promise.)

Dear Gumshoe “Letty” Fan,

Mod Edgeworth: 

You forgot to include “give all your possessions to your Gumshoe.”

Co-Mod: Just tell me where I can find those things, and it’s a done deal, pal.

Dear Anonymous,

Co-Mod: You figured it out.  Congratulations.

Mod Edgeworth: How would I know? I submit letters by phone that doesn’t require any keyboard. 

(Referenced Letter)

Dear Anonymous,

Mod Justice: I’m sorry, but firstly, “Change is bad“?! Really?!

You really need to re-evaluate your life if you’re going to have THAT kind of attitude.

And to answer your question: no, those letters are from the “Stone Age” of this exact blog.

Dear Dawsongfg,

Mod Edgeworth: Mod Paups left.

Co-Mod: Yep.  Refer to this post (the 5th letter from the top) for the specifics.

Mod Kristoph: Even if I’m not doing much for now, I’m still on board the team.

Dear Dawsongfg,

Mod Edgeworth: I LOVE poetry. I used to be a member of Starlight Cafe and submitted some poetry. I do write some from time to time.

Mod Justice: Heh, songs count, right?

Sarcasm aside, yeah, I can see how poetry can be appealing. I mean, so many of Shakespeare’s plays have it!

Co-Mod: Well, I did...  Then I met “her.”

In all seriousness, I do enjoy a good poem.  I grew up reading Shel Silverstein’s poems, and still find myself remembering them every now and then.

Dear Anonymous,

Co-Mod: Well, heh...  Now you know.  *scratches back of head and grins*

Dear Anonymous,

Mod Edgeworth: 

Don’t worry about it, though I won’t promise any of them won’t get deleted, if there’s a ton of letters to the same character or the same letter to tons of different characters. If they’re different letters to different characters, we will likely answer all of them, especially if they’re anonymous.

Dear Computer,

Mod Edgeworth:

Mod Justice: Uhhhhh...

What in the Khura’inese Hells did I just read?

Co-Mod: 

Dear Dawsongfg,

Mod Edgeworth: It’s been good. Actually, getting letters from mobile isn’t as hard as I thought.

Co-Mod: Well, let me put it this way...

On the plus side, I’m alive, healthy, and somehow keeping up with the balancing act known as adult life, so things could definitely be worse.  I hope the same can be said for you.

Dear Car,

Co-Mod: Cars are writing letters now?  Man, I feel old...

Mod Edgeworth: Unfortunately, I cannot drive. Yes, I’m 29 and cannot drive. Sad life I live in.

(Referenced Letter)

Dear Dawsongfg,

Co-Mod: Glad somebody got it!  Their first names are anagrams of two other Shakespearean characters, in case you didn’t catch that.

Mod Justice: Khura-PUN-nese strikes again! 🤣

Dear Dawsongfg,

Co-Mod: Given that we’re dealing with this issue now...I’d have to say yes.

Mod Edgeworth: 

I don’t even know what Tumblr is doing anymore.

Dear Anonymous,

Mod Edgeworth: Well, if you tag anonymous please or write these letters, while logged off, then it shall be done. Though, since this is a mobile message, I doubt your anonymity will be as big of an issue compared to when it was on desktop. It doesn’t show your email address.

Mod Justice: They already are. 😑

Dear Anonymous,

Co-Mod: I never got into it, unfortunately.  Even an avid Ace Attorney fan like me can only devote so much time to every piece of fan-made content, but I’d love to see if it’s as interesting as it sounds sometime.

Mod Justice: If it’s basically the Attorney Online chatroom upgraded, then no. It leans too much into the “roleplay” aspect of things, and I prefer to stay away from that sort of thing. However, if it’s NOT the chatroom, I am curious as to what it is.

I DO know what AO3 is. Look it up for yourself if you wish to find out what it is.

Mod Edgeworth: I’ve been to the roleplaying Ace Attorney Online, but that’s it. It was fun.

Dear Anonymous,

Mod Edgeworth: We’ll figure it out when we cross that bridge, hm?

Mod Justice: I will admit some of those are kinda funny... I might want to cherrypick a few to keep later, actually.

Dear Dawsongfg,

Mod Edgeworth: Miles Edgeworth Investigations 2. Though, I’ve yet to play The Great Ace Attorney games, so that may change. 

I love AA6 too, but AAI2 was consistent with its story and no character felt underwhelmed or left out. Even the most annoying characters there fit there naturally with motivations that made sense. Luckily, you can find the English patched DS cartridge that will play on a DS or DS Lite on sale, but if not, you can also download the English patch. 

Mod Justice: AA6. Not even a question. However, I did watch several playthroughs of AAI2, and I gotta say...

CAPCOM, WHY IS THIS MASTERPIECE NOT OFFICIALLY LOCALIZED YET?!

Co-Mod: I’m with Mod Justice on this one.  I didn’t expect things to get much better after Dual Destinies, but Spirit of Justice proved it could be done.  The music, animations, story development, character dialogue, and the new Divination Seance mechanic were all incredibly done, and they even capped it off with a case that reunited the original duo and their original adversary.

Being able to create something so enjoyable for both the long-time fans and the newcomers takes some incredible talent, to say the least, and if you ask me, it paid off beautifully.

Dear Faith,

Mod Justice: Thank you so much, kind poster! That really means a lot to me.

And about the “Troll Submissions”: Yeah... Hopefully, the person who’s been sending them will follow through on his promise to stop...

(Link in Letter)

Dear Dawsongfg,

Co-Mod: That’s fine, as long as you don’t expect the characters to act the same here as they do in that blog.  They’ve got their Apollo, we’ve got ours.

Dear Calisto Yew, 

Mod Edgeworth: 

Mod Justice:

Woman, get outta here. We don’t need ANOTHER villain takeover after the LAST one.

Co-Mod: Since when do you laugh like Bowser?

- The Mods

[renegadewangs]

I’ve watched Frozen 2 like five times already over the past year. I was convinced there was a whole troop of Arendellian soldiers trapped in the Enchanted Forest. Like... at least ten of them. The fact that they were constantly butting heads with the Northuldra tribe sure seemed to imply that there would’ve been enough soldiers to put up a fight. The cut song See the Sky also had me believe that the Northuldra and the soldiers were close in numbers. But now I’m pausing the movie whenever those soldiers are in a scene and there’s only four of them. Five if you count Mattias, but it’s always the same four nameless, dialogueless soldiers with him.

I wonder how large that group was 34 years ago, when the forest was initially sealed.

[zombizombi]

half of my heart is in

Normally, Jeff tried to give Kent some space when he was talking to Eric at home. They hung out a lot, so to speak, during the season -- because Kent watched TV with Jeff, so Eric watched, too, and they’d all kind of gotten into a rhythm with it. It was nice. But at home, Jeff knew how it went. Kent and Eric belonged upstairs, and Jeff stayed downstairs.

Usually.

Not when Kent’s phone was screaming some fucking Drake song. That was a work call, so Jeff grabbed the thing off the kitchen table and headed upstairs. Not bothering to knock, he pushed Kent’s door open. “Your phone’s ringing,” he said, holding out the offending item.

“Aw, fuck,” said Kent, “that’s the GM’s ringtone. I gotta take this, here --” he shoved his laptop into Jeff’s hands. “Talk amongst yourselves.”

“I --” Jeff didn’t usually spend time in Kent and Eric’s room, but Kent was gone before Jeff could say anything. On screen, Eric rubbed the back of his neck, glancing away. He was in his room at school, hair damp from a shower.

It was weird, kind of, talking to him again after the summer. They’d spent more time together than ever before, and Jeff sort of… well, the summer was nice. They had dinner and Eric absent-mindedly called Jeff ‘honey’, which --

Jeff chewed his lower lip for a moment as he sat down on the bed. “So,” he said, finally. Eric and Kent had been talking about something that seemed kind of important.

“So,” Eric said, looking at him, his cheeks a bit pink. “You, uh. Y’all --”

Oh, no. Jeff did not feel like answering Kent-and-Jeff-relationship questions. “What did you say you wanted there, bro?” he asked, cutting Eric off.

“Nothing,” Eric said.

Jeff raised a brow.

After a minute, Eric sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “I don’t know,” he said. “There’s just one guy on my team, y’know, I just. He’s not like, a part of the team?”

“Ah,” said Jeff. He sat, then, just quietly waiting. After a few minutes, Eric launched into this long explanation about how this kid was so talented and he really reminded him of Jack but he just wouldn’t connect with anyone. Jeff blinked a little, letting Eric ramble on a bit. When Eric finally paused to breathe, Jeff cleared his throat.

“Why don’t you go ahead and take about twenty percent off ’er there, bud,” he said, because it was a little nicer than just saying ‘calm the fuck down’ and Eric didn’t even seem halfway close to done. “Nobody’s perfect, fuck.”

Eric blinked, frowned. “But --”

“Some guys just don’t wanna do the whole, like, thing,” said Jeff. There was always one in a room. “It’s fine. If it’s not on the ice, it’s not important. I mean, like. You said he’s playing well. So stop trying to force everybody to be all Happy Days with you.”

Eric sighed. “I am not,” he said, “forcing anybody to --”

“Just let the guy live, damn,” said Jeff, cutting Eric off again.

The door pushed open again and Kent stepped in, tossed his phone on the bedside table.“Jeff, stop antagonizing Eric.”

“Oh my god,” said Jeff, leaning back on one arm to look at Kent, “I wasn’t even doing anythi--”

“Yeah,” Eric said, “stop antagonizing your boyfriend’s boyfriend.”

“Hey!” Turning back around, Jeff ran a hand through his hair, pulling it out of his face. “I’m just being honest, man!”

“Horizontal violence,” said Eric, and Jeff rolled his eyes.

Climbing back into bed, Kent had to crawl over him, bracing his weight on Jeff’s shoulders. He still smelled clean from his shower and Jeff couldn’t help but curl a hand around the back of one of Kent’s thighs. They paused for a moment, Kent half in Jeff’s lap. Grasping Kent’s other thigh, Jeff leaned in to kiss him, grinning when they parted. Flushed, Kent swatted at him before pushing away to settle on the bed again. He let out a soft little sigh as he got settled, fidgeting with the sheets.

“I miss you,” Eric said, eyes large and dark on screen when Jeff looked again.

Jeff knew that look. Eric’s voice was soft, lonely. How had they lasted so long, been able to handle long distance for years? Jeff turned to look at Kent.

“I miss you, too,” Kent said, eyes on Eric, that same darkness in his gaze. Jeff reached out to run his thumb over the swell of Kent’s cheekbone. “Wish you were here,” Kent murmured.

“Soon,” said Jeff. He glanced at Eric on the screen, smiled softly. University was almost over; Eric would graduate soon, and Jeff had no illusions about where he’d move. Eric was coming to Vegas, whether Kent believed it or not.

“Soon,” Eric agreed, and Jeff found that he looked forward to it.

( the whole thing is on AO3 )