the jurist system seems really cool i hope they keep using it :-)
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hey girl. am i a suspect. because you can "court" me any time
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try.
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hey girl. am i a suspect. because you can "try" me any time
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hey girl. are you a lawyer. because you can "try" to "court" me any time
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hey girl. am i on trial.
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i'm determined to make this work btw
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hey girl. law
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hey girl. are you a murderer. because ow ough ouch agh stop stabbing me
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guys watch out hes gonna shelly de kill you
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they called me to the witness stand and the defense attorney just shouted "BOOOOOO WE HATE YOUR PUSSY"
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look if i was on trial and the guy prosecuting me started advertising his music i'd just plead guilty. avoid the embarrassment of getting put in prison by a guy who basically used the trial to say "this blew up btw here's my soundcloud"
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didnt miles edgeworth defend someone in a case once
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do you know the difference between a prosecutor and a defense attorney
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being rivals isn't enough i need to kiss you
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who the fuck is evil magistrate
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STOP TAGGING THIS WITH LAWYERS?????
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they hired a guy to stand in court and shout "GET A ROOM YOU TWO" whenever the lawyers start getting a little too homoerotic
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your honor i know all the evidence points to my client being guilty. but come on you have to admit he kinda ate right
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mia fey when they had phoenix wright on trial
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ok hot take but i feel like these lawyers should maybe not be allowed to drag literal children to court with them?? how many people have gotten genuinely actually fucking SHOT in court and they're just ok bringing fucking 8 year olds in?
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happy almost christmas to all who celebrate
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it's march
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happy almost christmas :)
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WHO is putting this on my dash
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STOP POSTING THIS. IT IS JUNE.
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ITS ALMOST CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!
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evil gavinners be like. innocent hate. this is a nothing post
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STOP asking me about the dl-6 post idc idc look even phoenix wright forged evidence once shut up
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he didn't forge the evidence, though. it was kristoph gavin who ordered the forgery. this was covered in the trial of vera misham. if you're going to try to compare yourself to well known figures, you could at least check the veracity of your claims.
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yeah well. he might have. on a different case or something.
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i tried to take the bar exam but they didnt let me because i wasnt cunty and traumatized enough
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when will global studios realize that i do not WANT another shitty steel samurai spinoff i just want the original show back
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she present on my evidence til i reach a verdict
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WRONG BLOLG. DON'T REBLOG THIS. DELETE POST DELETE POST DELETE POST I SWEAR WE'RE PROFESSIONALS HERE
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"we need more great prosecutors" you guys couldn't even handle manfred von karma
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didn't he kill someone?
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irrelevant. you guys couldn't handle him.
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law: i'm so law
lawyer, who needs to one up everyone no matter what: i'm more law than you
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hi
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you've got to be fucking kidding me
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why is it always murders with lawblr. why don't we ever talk about divorce or something
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Hello again scarian nation i was admittedly a little shy about posting this but i come to yall with offerings of gay kisses<3
For context this is for @sparxwrites who wrote the FANTASTIC series there's something wrong with the boatem hole which is the universe where this snippet technically takes place. This can be understood more or less without the context i think but it pairs best with reading Found first :] enjoy!!
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"Do you trust me?" Scar asks, sudden and easy as breathing.
Grian's shoulders hunch. "As much as I trust anyone, I suppose," he says, but that's not quite true. Scar is Scar, and everyone else is... he trusts them, of course he trusts them, but Scar is different. Scar is special. A tier above the rest. "I do," he amends, "trust you. You're very trustworthy, Scar, even though you swindle me half the time."
Scar doesn't rise to the lighthearted invitation to banter. His eyes are void-dark, pupils swirling with stars-- slowly, so slow Grian can track each individual movement, he reaches up to the space right above Grian's head, hovering both hands there.
Grian blinks, and his vision doubles, triples, multiplies by numbers he cannot name until he's dizzy with it, drunken reeling at the surge of multifaceted points of view. From the corner of his vision he spots his wings puffing, mantling-- eyespots blinking, glowing soft and lilac in the shadows of the Swaggon.
Scar's hands drop, grazing over Grian's ears-- he shivers-- before gently plucking at the straps of Grian's face mask.
Alarm thrills through Grian's stomach. "Scar, what are you doing."
"You said you trust me, right?" Scar replies.
"I--" Grian's throat closes. "Well I-- Scar, I didn't think that meant--"
"So trust me." Scar's voice is a murmur, low and melodical. He peels away Grian's face mask, slow enough that Grian could stop him if he wanted to.
He doesn't.
The face mask drops between them with a leaden rustle. Grian shivers again; this strange vulnerability Scar is asking of him leaves him raw, exposed-- his soft underbelly, for all the world to see.
Except it isn't the whole world. It's just Scar.
Maybe that's the same difference.
If Scar notices how Grian trembles, he doesn't comment on it. Just rests his hands at the nape of Grian's neck, curling his fingers into the short hair there. Flexing them, thumb brushing against the shell of Grian's ear in absent sweeps.
Scar grins, then, a crooked little quirk of his lips. "Still trust me?" he asks.
The words have been stolen off his tongue. Breathless, Grian can only nod his head in one sharp, staccato burst.
"Good," Scar says, quiet into the fragile space between them, and slides his hands forward to cup Grian's jaw. Gentle and slow, coaxing him closer, tilting his head up and at an angle as Scar leans down--
Scar's lips press against his own, somewhat chapped, warm all over, and Grian's breath shudders to a jagged halt in his chest.
It's a firm, confident slide of lips over his; Scar angles his head, nudging Grian with one hand, and blindly Grian follows. Parts his lips in a soundless, shaky exhale, drinking in the warmth surrounding him as his eyes flutter shut. His wings fall limp at his back, dragging on the floorboards-- he's not sure what to do with them, or his arms for that matter. Hesitant, he wraps his hands around Scar's biceps, holding on for dear life as Scar pulls him even closer, tilting his head further and deepening the kiss. Teeth flash over Grian's bottom lip-- the barest of pinpricks in between the molasses rising up to muddy his thoughts.
Grian sucks in a sharp breath through his nose, even as Scar runs one hand through his hair, weaving his fingers through the strands. For this small eternity, rationality doesn't exist; what he's left with is the tingle of his lips, the calculated capture of his cupid's bow, the mindful scrape of Scar's blunt nails against the side of his neck. Grian shudders, flutters his hand to rest on Scar's cheek, and lets himself drift.
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what will happen to me afterwards?
on death and social media - 11 april 2024
(content warnings for ovarian cancer, death of a teacher, death of an online friend, future death, grief)
today, one of my twitter mutuals found out that one of their online friends (known each other for Years) died back in january. they're obviously devastated and it makes me think of a three thoughts that run rampant in my head after every death that happens around me.
it's no secret that my first french teacher in high school died (72 year olds don't really survive ovarian cancer, ya know?). it's no secret that she was one of my favorite teachers. i think a lot about her life. her long-distance husband, the children she's "adopted" by teaching them french for four years (she could never have kids herself), her obsession with turtles. she gave so, so much of herself to her community, over 50 years teaching in my little high school. and she was not celebrated as much as i would've liked. she had a memorial service the saturday after she died, and we all talked to / near her urn in the school gym. the principal didn't give a shit, and her husband didn't show up. the other old faculty member (my us history teacher) retired at the end of the next academic year.
the way i found out was through text. i went through the first stage of denial, saving my grief for four hours later when i fully found out the context behind the "i'm so sorry" sent to the group chat. my french teacher had over 100 turtles, little trinkets she put all over her classroom. and she let each of her students take one home.
for almost a decade now, i've grown quite fond of the community i found on twitter. i made my little fan account, i followed people who were also obsessed with my fav pieces of media, and the rest is history. over the years, i also had to take breaks from being online after reading some "this is X's mom. X passed away last night" tweets or just let a friend fade away after their last tweet ("going into surgery tomorrow! should recover in a few months :3") turned one year old.
and i'm so scared. i think that with the many diseases running rampant on the planet, the lack of secure infrastructure in my country, and other problems, i realize that i could simply go away at any second. and who would know? legally, they have to tell my parents (they're the secondary recipients of health and retirement accounts). legally, they have to tell my job. legally, they don't have to tell anyone else. but i have friends everywhere. the most important ones existing as little icons on my screen or little words in my messaging apps. how the hell are they supposed to know?
when i was a kid, i always imagined myself having at least two weddings: one with my family in peru, one with my spouse's family and our joint community in the united states. now i realize the same might have to happen for my funeral. how am i supposed to plan ahead for that? now that i've finished school, there's never going to be a "guaranteed" place for me to be. i can go anywhere at any time! and none of you have to know!!
there are no conclusions to this ramble. there is only the three threads: online friends leaving but being remembered, people in my real life leaving but being forgotten, and me who will leave someday too. maybe i'll leave behind some turtles, too.
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author's note: no, i'm not suicidal. you should not express concern to medical professionals over this post. i am healthy and happy to be alive.
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