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vikkirosko · 2 years ago

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Hello! Can I request Miles, Phoenix, Franziska, Manfred, the Judge and Dick with a female anarchist child reader?

Reader is a homeless 12 years old who lived all her life in the street. She was raised by other homeless and even got an education from them.

Reader is street smart and smart in general, she's nice to old people and poor/homeless people but is an anarchist in heart and hate all that touch the legal/financial system.

She's a little delinquent too, making illegal street art, steeling things (food, clothes, nice little things for her and the other homeless) and regularly messing with the police forces for fun. She was arrested many times, but never got judged since she's only 12.

Things are that reader is a key witness in a murder case. Her testimony is very important for the trial. The only problem is... she refuse to say the truth or even testify correctly. Taunting the lawyer, prosecutor, police forces and even the judge for their inefficiency.

The truth is, she hate how "the normal society" view her and the other homeless/delinquents and how they treated them. So why helping those who rejected her and her people.

How they convinced her to be at their side is up to you.

Thanks!

Platonic headcanons Little Anarchist

⚖️ Phoenix Wright x child fem!Reader 🚲

Phoenix was not very good at communicating with children. That's why when you met him, he didn't know what to do. You were a homeless girl who turned out to be a witness in a murder case. You saw with your own eyes everything that happened and it would seem that you should have told the police, the prosecutor, or at least him, the lawyer, about everything, but it was not so. He realized this when your testimony, which he received from the police report, was radically different from what you told him

He tried to find out from you about it, but pretty quickly he found out that you were openly mocking him. At first you didn't talk about yourself and didn't answer the question why you refuse to cooperate, but your patience quickly ran out. You shouted loudly that you would not help the system that rejected you and your family. As it turned out, you were homeless and considered other homeless people as your family. It was unknown where your blood relatives were, but you clearly didn't want to help people connected with the law. You were wary of everyone, even Maya, but you usually didn't express any obvious negativity towards her. However, Phoenix understood that without your help, the real criminal would remain unpunished

After the first day of the meeting, he decided to try to talk to you again. At first you didn't want to talk to him. You just wanted to spend time with your family. However, when Phoenix said that the killer could kill you or someone from your family because you were a witness, you were visibly worried. You and Phoenix talked for a long time, after which you were able to come to an agreement. You didn't want people close to you to suffer, so you agreed to tell the court about what you actually saw

Even after the case was closed and the criminal was in prison, Phoenix continued to communicate with you. He and Maya visited you, brought various things and helped you and your family. They understood that you didn't become homeless because you wanted to, but you were a smart girl who could have a bright future and if you had agreed, Phoenix would have tried to help you get into school or improve your life in other ways

⚖️ Miles Edgeworth x child fem!Reader 🚘

Edgeworth is sometimes seen at the police station. He didn't understand who you were, sure that you were a bully or just a kid who often ran away from home. However, when you were the only witness to the murder, he found out that your situation was much more complicated than he could have imagined. You didn't have a home, your family were homeless people with whom you lived and you hated the police and the entire judicial system as a whole and he couldn't get honest testimony from you

Several times he tried to talk to you himself. Each time your testimony differed from the previous ones and it was not clear if there was any truth in what you said. He tried to stay calm, but you did everything to make him lose his temper. Sometimes it even seemed to him that you didn't really see anything but were lying to annoy the police. However, when he went to look for you after the first day of the court session, he found out that you really saw something. This was confirmed by other homeless people with whom you lived

They told him that on the day of the murder you were in the next building where the murder happened. You ran to them scared, but despite that you didn't tell them about what happened. It was thanks to one of the homeless people that the police found out that you were a witness to a murder that happened. When Edgeworth told you what he found out, you looked annoyed. You didn't want your family members involved in this, but Miles told you that your family's safety depends on you. He was sure that the killer would try to get rid of the witness who knew the truth if he was free, which means you and your family would be in danger. His words had an impact on you

You couldn't keep hiding the truth when the lives of your family members were at risk. That's why you were honest about what happened at the trial. You breathed a sigh of relief when the killer was found guilty. Every time Edgeworth saw you at the police station, he turned a blind eye to some of your misdeeds and helped you to the best of his ability. He gave you money and tried to help you and your family start living better. It was the least he could do

⚖️ Franziska von Karma x child fem!Reader ⚜️

Franziska didn't have much patience, so when she found out that a police detective couldn't get testimony from a key witness in a murder case. She got angry because of this and she went to conduct the interrogation herself, but when she saw the witness, her resolve weakened for a few moments. That witness was you. You were a twelve-year-old girl in old, many times darned clothes and with a look full of contempt and irritation, and even the formidable appearance of the prosecutor did not cause you fear and did not destroy your determination not to tell the truth

She tried several times to get the information she needed from you, but you didn't tell the truth. You've changed your testimony a lot of times, confusing the investigation. At first Franziska assumed that you were connected with the suspect, but she learned from the detective that you were a frequent guest at the police station. You were caught stealing and painting on the walls of various buildings. You were homeless and lived with other homeless people. You were caring towards those whom you considered members of your family, but you were distrustful of the police and everyone connected with the judicial system. Franziska felt it for herself when her patience came to an end. She started shouting at you, but you responded by shouting too, although even grown men were lost when she was angry

She spent a long time trying to find out from you what she needed. For all the time that the investigation was conducted, she managed to get attached to you and find out your story. She found out that your parents abandoned you and the tramps took you in. They took care of you and you took care of them in return. You were angry that others turned away from you, your family and other people who found themselves in a difficult situation. That's why you didn't want to help the police. Franziska talked to you for a long time. She was able to convince you that the system was really not always fair, but deceiving the police you will not do better and the criminal will be released. It was able to convince you to tell the truth

After the criminal was found guilty, Franziska decided that you could grow into a decent person, so she decided to take care of you herself. She gradually gained your trust and intended to take you with her to Germany so that you could grow into a person who could change the system and make sure that the people you considered your family and similar people could live much better than you and your loved ones lived

⚖️ Manfred von Karma x child fem!Reader 🔫

Manfred von Karma was not the most patient person. For the sake of closing the case, he was ready to go to great lengths. Therefore, when he found out that the investigation was not progressing due to the fact that the witness was constantly changing his testimony, he felt annoyed. He couldn't let this ruin his perfect string of victories, so he decided to take up the witness interrogation himself. However, he did not expect that this witness would be a twelve-year-old girl. It was you. A homeless girl who saw a murder, but lied to the police about what she saw

You didn't care about what the prosecutor was trying to find out from you. You continued to hide the truth, ignoring all his discontent. You weren't going to tell him what really happened. He even started to put pressure on you, but you weren't afraid of his threats. You knew he couldn't put you in jail, so you weren't afraid of him. Even when you were told who exactly he was, you did not change your position, continuing to change your testimony every time

He had to resort to threats. You didn't care what happened to you, but when he started threatening that people close to you would be in an even more difficult situation. You couldn't let that happen, so you had to tell him the truth. You weren't sure if he needed the truth or if he just wanted to hear from you what he needed. You were angry and left after the court hearing, not wanting to see him ever again in your life

Your opinion about the judicial system has only strengthened. You understood that no one would believe you if you said that the prosecutor threatened you, so you were forced to remain silent. You just hoped that Manfred von Karma wouldn't ruin the lives of your family members after closing the case

🚔 Dick Gumshoe x child fem!Reader 🐶

You and Detective Gumshoe met before the murder took place. You were brought to the police station several times when you were caught stealing or painting on the walls of city buildings. He didn't understand why you did it every time, but he couldn't hold you accountable for your actions anyway, so he tried to appeal to your conscience, but you didn't listen to him. When you were brought to the station as a witness, he knew your story and the last thing he wanted was for you to get involved in this case

He took over your interrogation, trying to soften it for you, but you were silent, did not tell him about what really happened. All he knew for sure was that you were a witness to a murder. This worried the detective. He knew that you were a smart and kind child, but sometimes you could be rude because you didn't trust the police and everyone connected with the judicial system. He tried to take care of you as much as he could. I brought you a snack and didn't let others be rude to you, but you kept silent

Gumshoe talked to you for a long time, trying to convince you to help. If it was someone else, you would never have told the truth, but the detective helped you for a long time. He treated you to delicious food, bought groceries and necessary things for your family and helped you in any way he could. He was the only cop who cared about you. That's the only reason you told him the truth, knowing that it was important to him and that he would not deceive you

Even after the case was closed, he continued to take care of you. He didn't know how hard your life was, but he didn't want it to be even harder for you to live than it is now. Sometimes you forgot that you should be mad at him. Sometimes you thought that if there were more police officers like him, then maybe it would be much easier for you and your family to live

👨‍⚖️ Judge x child fem!Reader ⚖️

It was not the first time the judge saw how children became witnesses at meetings. In all the years that he worked in court, he saw a lot of strange things, so he was not surprised when a twelve-year-old girl acted as a witness in a murder case. You didn't look scared, on the contrary, you were annoyed and didn't hide it. However, he quickly realized that it would be a very long court session, because when you were asked to repeat your testimony, you told a completely different story

You didn't tell them what really happened. Because of this, the court session was greatly delayed. When the court session was postponed to the next day, he met you in the corridor. He saw you trying to steal some food from the cafeteria. He didn't expect this, but instead of calling security or somehow interfering with you, he paid for a full meal and treated you to it. All the time that you ate with him at the same table, you did not stop looking at him suspiciously from time to time

During lunch, Judge tried to talk to you. At first you were in no hurry to talk, but then you told me why you didn't tell the truth. He was surprised when he found out that you were homeless. He didn't know how to help you, but he tried to at least make sure that you would leave well-fed and you wouldn't have to steal food for at least some time, which is why he gave you money so that you could buy food and things that you and your family needed. You were surprised by his action and looked at him with the same suspicion, but the next day you did something that surprised Judge. You told the truth about what you saw

When the court session ended, you told Judge that the only reason why you did it was because he helped you. You were grateful to him for helping you yesterday, but you're not used to being beholden to someone, so you decided to help as best you could. Judge hoped that over time your life would become better than it was at the moment and was ready to try to help you if you turned to him for help

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spitdrunken · 9 months ago

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I’m busy as usual lately, and if you’re new here, my interests tends to change up pretty quickly and strongly because of my neurodivergency lolol I see all your hazbin requests, and I will try to get to them <33 In the meantime, my girlfriend has dragged me into Ace Attorney (so blame her), and I cleaned up this ‘discord fic’ we wrote together, haha.

notes: dick gumshoe x female!reader (reader is very explicitly female here; please don’t go in hoping for ambiguity!), age gap (gumshoe is early 30s, reader is early 20, inexperienced reader. other than that, this is just very consensual sex. enjoy!

essentially, the entire crux of the idea is that gumshoe has a hookup app he uses sometimes, and you meet through there. you haven’t had that much sex, or just not sex with guys, but you’re bored and you’re horny and you decide- why the hell not? you assume nothing will really come out of it, anyway.

maybe there's just a far higher number of guys on the app you were on, and most of them just sent you a picture of their ugly penis or the most horrendous, sexual pickup line in existence… you'd practically given up on both the app and the male population in general, when you encounter gumshoe. who just tells you how pretty you are and asks how your day has been. he is outrageously attractive himself, and so you have to wonder whether or not he’s even real… despite the different start,i feel like he still wouldn't take too long to ask if you want to come over to his place sometime, but that's only normal and expected- it's the very purpose of the app such as the one you're using, after all! he warns you beforehand that his apartment doesn’t look like the best of places on the outside, and agrees to do anything you want beforehand to verify his identity! like sending pics of himself in certain poses, or (video)calling.

and you show up and all of your nerves just crash into you at once. you’re standing in the parking lot and you get so nervous you might as well throw up. you don’t really do stuff like this, but you were lured here by his genuine compliments and his good looks. you are almost tempted to text him that you’re going home, something came up, or to be rude enough to ghost him entirely- but there’s a little bit of guilt welling up inside you, knowing that you agreed with all of this, and he’s waiting for you and got his hopes up.

the reason you initially do go up to the door is this guilt. at your hesitant knock at the door, it immediately swings open, as if he had been waiting right beyond. you’d guessed from his pics he’d be big, but he’s really tall, and the spitting image of the pics he uploaded, rather than some of the horror stories you’ve heard.

"h-hi!!" you squeak. "i'm from the, uh, thing." you give him a little wave, and immediately feel stupid, quickly lowering your hand. your face is already on fire, and you don’t quite know what else to say.

gumshoe, on the other hand, only needs to take one look at you to be able to see how nervous you are. (while people often consider him dumb, he’s at least got emotional intelligence to make up for it. not to mention, he’s been around this block plenty of times before.)

"pal, c'mon, sit down. you look like you're about to pass out," he says, though not unkindly, and leads you inside before pulling back a chair from his dinner table. you're pretty happy to do as he says. "are you okay?"

"yeah, um-" you wring your hands together on your lap, face flushed, not meeting his eye. "i'm sorry. i don't really do stuff like this…. ever. i-is that weird? i just, uh, well…" you laugh sheepishly and awkwardly. "you were- you are very handsome, what can i say?"

he laughs, louder than you think you deserve, but it's boisterous. not laughing at you. "you sure do know how to make a man feel special, huh? but… hey. look at me." he's sitting opposite you now, a kindly smile on your face. "we don't hav'ta do anything you don't want to. we don't have to do anything at all! i want you to have a good time. both of us should have a good time. 'course, i'm always happy to have such a pretty lady in my home.. but i'm not gonna make you do something you don't wanna."

after his little motivational speech, you've calmed enough that your breathing has slowed down to regular levels.

"thank you, i really do appreciate it… um. i wanna try, at least. i bought new lingerie 'n everything," you mumble, eyes averted.

"just for little old me? you shouldn't have." dick's smile is goofy and genuine and luring you closer, allowing him to reach out for your waist.

"would you mind if i take a look? i'd love to see your pretty new panties." you don’t trust your tongue to make any comprehensible noise right now, so you just rapidly nod. "that's my girl."

maybe he keeps sitting down at the table, and pats his knee, inviting you to sit down on his lap. not right over his crotch, he doesn’t want to push you that quick and that hard. maybe you're wearing a cute little dress so he just pulls the hem up, and without even thinking about it, you reach out and taking him from it, holding it up for him,, you're very very red in the face and looking anywhere except at him, but you can hear the smile in his voice when he says ‘thanks’.

he just places one of his big, warm hands on your thigh, rubbing circles on the skin on the inside, and with the other hand he just traces a single finger up the length of your thigh, closer and closer to your panties to see if you don't get spooked. even when he touches your underwear, he doesn't go for your clit or anything like that, just running the tip of his finger over the side of it. maybe it's pink n lacy and slightly see through.

"that's so adorable," he tells you, maybe even tugging a little at the pink little bow on top. "s'like you read my mind and you knew exactly what i wanted to see! special girl."

"i- i'm sure i'm not… mmm--" gumshoe just hums in response, question unspoken. "i'm sure you've had prettier girls over." and you immediately want to hit yourself over the head for saying something like that, but it was what you were thinking.

"hah!" he practically guffaws, entirely unfazed. "you'd be surprised, pal. all i ever seem to hook are skinny little guys. which is all fine and good, love ‘em, but there are plenty who are just- if they can't be bothered to just say 'hi' before starting to talk about my dick, i just block 'em."

you can't help but laugh a little, and look at his face for the first time, meeting with relaxed eyes and a kind smile. (if you're going to catch feelings for this man, you swear to god--) "i guess we're pretty similar, then. i only got, uh, dick pics and bad one liners… you were the first one to just ask how i was feeling." for a moment, you can forget you're sitting in a stranger's lap with your dress pulled up, and his fingers centimeters away from your clit. maybe this guy just has that effect on people.

"people can be weird," he sighs and shakes his head a little. "that, or they just ask for the strangest things. i had this one guy over once, and he just straight up asked for fisting, which, y’know, never mentioned that anywhere before! how do ya even think you want my damn fist inside you, when you can't even handle my cock?"

"o-oh yeah?" you stammer out, the unspoken question on your lips (are you THAT big???!!??) obvious to both people in the room, and you don't even think about it as your eyes shift a looot lower than his face.

there's a tangible shift in the air, and gumshoe chuckles. when he speaks again, his voice is about an octave lower. "eyes up here, sweetheart." you jolt, practically spit out an apology, and he laughs again, louder this time. "no, no, i'm sorry, was just messing with ya. but you got curious, didn't ya? c'mere."

he takes your wrist, grip loose enough that you could pull away at any moment, but you don't. he places your hand right on top of his crotch, and places his own hand over yours. he is… big, and your face is burning. "i can see that you're wet yourself, sweetheart, so i think ya should know i've been hard ever since you walked through that door."

#dick gumshoe x reader #ace attorney x reader #dick gumshoe #cha.gumshoe #cw.age gap #cw.agegap

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cherrysweather · 1 year ago

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I’ve been obsess with this idea for a while, so I’d I’m one of the lucky Ducks … Anyone from the original AA trilogy who has the Medical Examiner as an S/O, but the medical examiner is selectively mute and prefers to talk to their deceased “patients”.

Heey anon! Nice to meet you <3

I choose two "new" characters to this blog, but I hope my choices will please you.

Enjoy and drink water regularly! ^^

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Phoenix Wright, Mia Fey, Dick Gumshoe and Jake Marshall x medical examiner S/O with selective mutism, but talk with their patients:

Phoenix Wright:

Since starting his law career (and Mia's case), Phoenix never handled the presence of dead bodies well;

Or whatever reminded him of one;

So you two rarely talked about their work;

Phoenix was one of the few people to whom they talked the most;

They felt free from all the things that blocked their voice and Phoenix quickly learned what tone of voice to use with them;

He also understands that they may have moments in which they prefer to just stay silent, even when with him;

When out with him, however, things drastically change;

They always stay close to him, let him do all the talking in every context and when people they don't know approach them and try to establish a conversation their throat tightens, they just stare and let their trembling hands talk;

All these problems, however, seem to disappear whenever they're at work, in their gown, hands tight in the gloves and religious silence;

Every day a new story, everyday a new someone to be with for hours;

Someone who doesn't talk, doesn't judge;

That's probably the reason why they find it so easy to talk with them;

It's strange, and they know it, but in some way they release all the stress in them;

Phoenix came to know when Gumshoe told him they heard them speaking inside the morgue, noticing there were just them and the "patients";

Phoenix never said anything, he tried to understand but never confronted them in a judicious, disgusted way;

He was just curious and didn't find it that strange, considering what he had been through and those around him.

Mia Fey:

Mia knew a bit of psychology, so she noticed almost immediately that they weren't able to speak in certain social contexts;

She tries to prevent them from getting into an anxious state by observing both their behavior and the people around them;

She likes to have them around when she works, so when it's sure that no one else is supposed to be in the office, they follow her and help with cases;

Mia likes to follow them to work as well, but she isn't allowed in the morgue or the laboratories, so she just waits somewhere nearby, making them know that if needed, she is in the area;

They told them about their habit, both because they wanted her to know and to ask for some advice to overcome this problem;

Surely it helped that she spoke outside the house, but maybe trying to have conversations with someone a little bit more lively would help more;

When together, Mia always tries to connect them with the outside by asking them to do something for her, if she's speaking with someone she tries to engage them too, in the conversation;

If they aren't able to do it anyway, Mia knows how to respect that and just let them interact with her.

Dick Gumshoe:

Gumshoe was always interested in their work;

He never understood a word about medicine, or anatomy, or anything of the sort;

But whenever the victims of his cases are handled by them, he makes sure to never miss a detail and if he doesn't understand, they will gladly explain to him;

However he finds it a little "strong" to be constantly inside a cold, silent room with a corpse you have to analyse in minimum details, even cut them if necessary;

Whenever they have business at the police station, he tries his best to be around them and spare them any kind of anxiety attack;

He never understood completely their difficulty with speaking in public, so sometimes he might be insensitive, but not in a malicious way;

He just doesn't get it, give him some time;

He once heard them talking to themselves when he was on his way to their "office";

But then he peeked at the door and saw they were talking while working;

Strangely, he completely got how much easier it was for them to "talk" with someone who didn't give them any kind of feedback, and thus no anxiety;

They tried to explain to him everything, so he wouldn't think badly of them;

But, sincerely, Gumshoe saw worse in his career, and as said, he didn't find that strange at all;

But probably they felt embarrassed knowing that Gumshoe knew their "habit";

So he always makes sure that whenever he wants to come visit, he warns them and doesn't burst in without them knowing.

Jake Marshall:

Jake was the one who introduced them to this work;

When they started specializing , he often posed as their professor of anything concerning the law and the investigation field;

He mostly did so whenever they had questions that couldn't bring themselves to ask his actual professors;

When they finally managed to graduate and get the job in his same division, whenever he could, he was with them;

He was always fascinated by this kind of work, so the two of them often started conversations about it;

(Mostly them explaining medical things to him, since he doesn't understand anything);

When together, he makes everything possible to keep them comfortable, but he also spurs them to overcome their anxiety, both at the office and in public;

That's because he clearly sees their difficulties in everyday life;

One day, when they were together at the morgue, he was checking some documents when he heard them talk;

He turned to answer but saw that they weren't talking to him;

Few seconds of silence before he giggled it off;

"What do they say about it?";

They shushed him and just hid their embarrassment, but at the same time were glad he didn't mock them;

If they thought talking with their patients could help, he was more than happy to leave them alone;

Even if he'll miss seeing them at work.

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perplexedflower · 10 months ago

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In The Lap Of Luxury

Fandom: Ace Attorney.

Category: F/M.

Relationship: Dick Gumshoe x Female Reader.

Type: One shot.

Words: 10,055.

Summary: On most days, [Y/N] knows she can count on her best friend Maya to come through for her, whatever it is she needs help with, through whatever means necessary… and it would seem that includes pushing her to confess her awkward feelings to Dick.

Chronology: Any game.

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With a deep, heavy nose exhale, I grabbed the knob and turned it, opening the door to the office wide; I was tired, both emotionally and physically, and all I wanted at that instant, all I needed was the comfort of Phoenix's sofa. But as I silently made my way through the room, I noticed Maya was there, sitting in the very center of the couch, a hamburger in her hands.

"Oh, hey Maya." I said with a weakened smile as I turned to her.

"Hi, [Y/N]!" She exclaimed in return. "Hey, you look kinda sad... You want some of my burger? I bet that'll cheer you right up!"

"Heh, that's nice of you to offer, but no, thank you." I replied with a slow head shake, still smiling. "A few burger bites honestly aren't enough to bring my mood back up right now... I'd rather let you savor it all."

I looked down at her for a second before I gestured with my head slightly, pointing to her body with my chin.

"But, do you think I could join you on the sofa? I'm dying to rest up."

"Sure." She answered with a nod and a smile.

She proceeded to scoot over to the side a little, to make more room for me.

"Now, sit down! You can't expect me to leave my best friend standing all alone like that!"

"You're so sweet, cutie." I told her with a genuinely affectionate smile, her sheer and simple presence enough to already make me feel slightly better. "But, actually, you didn't have to move. I was thinking I'd lie down over you, if you don't mind that. That lap of yours looks real comfy and I was hoping I could rest my head there."

I took the time to ask her, but I already knew what her answer would be: Maya and I were very close friends who never feared sharing things with one another, including physical proximity, as we were both fond of hugs and never bothered by PDA.

"Ohoho... Is someone getting touchy?" She said teasingly with a sly grin. "But seriously, yeah, come on in, get comfy. I was actually expecting you to say that, considering how down you seem to be. I'll even cuddle with you if you want, since you're so cute."

Maya started to shift a bit, turning herself to the side to leave me more space to lie down on her lap comfortably.

"Thanks, you really are the best best friend anyone could have." I told her as I walked closer to the couch.

I lay down across the seats, my legs dangling over one of the armrests a little as the back of my head found Maya's lap: upon feeling it slowly sink into her warm legs, I closed my eyes and sighed out of relaxation.

"This feels good... Your lap always feels so relaxing..." I said softly. "I didn't expect to see you here at the office when I decided to head in, but I'm actually so glad you are. I kinda need comfort right about now, and I know for a fact your comfort is the best I could have hoped for."

Maya smirked as she bit into her hamburger, before she smiled warmly.

"You're welcome, cutie pie." She said in a soft, comforting tone. "I'm always glad to provide, it's the least I can do for my favorite girl in the world. But... why the sad face, though? You can tell me if something's happened."

I opened my eyes upon hearing her question, then gently sighed once more.

"Well... Can I tell you a secret?" I asked her as I looked up at her face above me.

She paused briefly, her mouth full of hamburger and her eyebrows raised; there was an expression of curiosity on her face as she looked right down at me.

"Of course, what's on your mind?" She asked me in return, an adorable smile on her face.

I kept quiet for a moment, lying still on my back as my eyes turned to the white ceiling high above my head, my gaze lost in nothingness.

"... I have feelings for Detective Gumshoe." I bluntly confessed in one breath, finally breaking the silence in the room.

Maya's head jolted back in genuine surprise as I revealed my secret.

"Gumshoe!?" She exclaimed with her mouth wide open in disbelief, almost dropping her hamburger in the process. "Why, you never said a thing!"

The young girl tried her best to calm down, though she could barely manage to control herself.

"Wait, does Gumshoe know?" She suddenly asked.

"No, no, of course he doesn't, no, that's precisely what the problem is, Maya..." I muttered as I covered my face with both of my hands. "That man is so dense, there's no way on Earth he could ever know simply from the way I behave around him, he doesn't pick up on anything... But at the same time, I'm not brave enough to be straightforward and tell him how I feel..."

I moved my fingers away from my mouth but kept them on my cheeks, which were now pink with blush.

"... So no, he doesn't know." I said with a sigh. "He probably doesn't have a single clue about how both my mind and my body get all tense when he's around me..."

Maya's mouth dropped open even more as I described my love story, and then she started to giggle.

"Oh, [Y/N]... This is priceless, really..." She said with a smile, her body shaking a little. "And I don't mean to laugh, but Gumshoe, of all people? Why him? Isn't he really dull-witted and clumsy?"

"Maya, please..." I said in an ashamed tone, my palms still covering my blushing cheeks. "I know it's true, but you don't have to state things like that..."

I finally removed my hands from my face, allowing me to open my eyes and look back up at Maya, a teasing grin on her face mixed with an expression of genuine confusion.

"Yes, Gumshoe is a little goofy... A little stupid at times, even... and he can be a bit of a mess, sometimes... but I love him, for who he is." I said sincerely. "I love him for his kindness, for his honesty, for his optimism, for his cheerfulness, for his generosity, for his silly humor, for his cute laugh, for his precious smile, and for—... well, for his physique, too..."

Maya chuckled and looked away as she tried not to laugh even harder.

"What do you mean, 'for his physique, too'?" She asked, her curiosity clearly getting the better of her. "Do you mean that you think he's hot and sexy?"

Her voice was progressively getting higher- and higher-pitched the longer she talked.

"Ohoho! [Y/N], is my best friend a pervert!?" She exclaimed teasingly.

"N-No I'm not— Shut up, Maya—" I stuttered slightly out of embarrassment.

I moved on her lap and turned my body to the side, my face now close to her stomach as I closed my eyes shut; for a few seconds, I did not say a word, the only sound in the room that of Maya giggling while she finished her hamburger.

"... He is hot and sexy... I don't just think it." I eventually said in a whisper as I pouted. "He's strong and muscular, with broad shoulders, a wide chest, toned legs, big hands, a square jaw, arms that must feel so warm to be into..."

"And I bet you're already picturing those hands on your body, aren't ya, you sneaky girl?" Maya teased me as she kept laughing. "And what about those big muscles of his? Do you already imagine him carrying you in his arms like a prince carrying a princess in those old Disney movies? And that broad chest, can you imagine your head resting right on top of those big pecs, [Y/N]? What a wonderful place to be, isn't it?"

I felt my entire body overheat as I curled up into a ball on her lap, my face growing entirely red from embarrassment and shame.

"M-Maya!" I awkwardly exclaimed while I turned around, restless.

But no matter how much I would protest, the truth was that she was right: my mind was filled with images of Dick, images I had already envisioned countless times before, images that were practically stored inside my brain.

"Hahaha! I bet you imagine all these things every time you see him!" Maya exclaimed as she kept on teasing me with a mischievous grin.

With her hamburger now finished and her hands free, she raised her arm and used her right index finger to poke my cheek, making me blush more in the process.

"And I bet you can imagine feeling those big, strong muscles of his hugging your body from the rear, and feeling his powerful, manly hands groping you in just the right places, as he whispers all kinds of steamy, naughty words right in your ear..."

I listened to her words without uttering a single one of my own, my embarrassment and racing thoughts preventing me from forming sentences; and as the pictures she painted in my mind became more and more suggestive, I simply could not help but feel a tingling sensation all over my body, my imagination running wild with lewd images.

"Ahaa, what's this?" Maya asked after noticing my reaction. "Could it be you like the way that sounds? That's not so bad, [Y/N], I won't judge... After all, what kind of girl wouldn't feel giddy at the thought of being caressed like that? What a naughty girl you are..."

She let out a giggle and raised her hand, poking me once again.

"Well, you should probably try to forget all this naughty stuff, or else you'll get too excited..." She said as she started to calm down a little. "How about we go back to talking about normal things, hm?"

"... Yes, please..." I replied in a quiet voice still filled with embarrassment. "Normal things..."

I progressively removed my hands from my face completely, revealing to Maya how much I was blushing and how awkward the look in my eyes was. I stared up at her smiling face, her expression playful and her eyes sparkling.

"I'm sorry for being all... like that." I started as I slightly motioned with my hands. "It's just... I can't help it, y'know? Gumshoe does that to me, and it's kind of a hard feeling to fight..."

"Don't feel bad, [Y/N]!" Maya exclaimed, her tone swaying between sincerity and amusement. "I mean, I can't blame you. Gumshoe is hot in his own way... I guess...? He may not have any brains, but he's totally a hunky, sexy man, especially as a detective, with that stylish trenchcoat of his."

"Hey, what have I told you about making comments about his intellect?" I said with a pout as my eyebrows furrowed. "Don't talk about him like he's a complete moron with no brain cells whatsoever, that's just mean and such an exaggeration... Besides, I've told you, I'm not just attracted to his body— I mean, yes, I do find him handsome, but there's so much more than just that, I love him as a human being, for everything that he is... y'know?"

"Alright, alright, I get it, he's your true love, your knight in shining armor, you'll always love him, you'll die for him, yadda yadda yadda..." She said sarcastically. "But then, why haven't you told him how you really feel yet? You said it yourself, he's totally incapable of recognizing the signs you give him... So why not simply say the big words out loud?"

"You say 'simply', but it's really far from simple, Maya..." I told her while I lowered my eyes.

I watched my hands gently fidget with my fingers as I took a deep breath, feelings of uncertainty and sorrow invading my mind from within.

"... I'm too scared to tell him I love him... too scared of rejection." I admitted with a sigh. "If I confess to him and he doesn't reciprocate my feelings— Which I'm sure is what would happen, our friendship would be completely ruined... and it'd make working with him a real pain in the ass, since we would both be really awkward around each other from that point on..."

"C'mon, [Y/N], you two are already really good friends, so even if he does reject you, I'm sure nothing would change in your relationship." She said with a smile, trying to be reassuring. "But seriously... I refuse to believe he doesn't like you back, even if just a little. Are you really telling me there isn't even a single sign that he's into you? I mean, I see the way he looks at you, the way he talks to you... I see the way you two act around each other. So I'd say there's definitely some chemistry there!"

"He has chemistry with everyone, Maya... in one way or another." I started in a quiet voice, my cheeks slightly rosy. "I've never really noticed any difference in the way he looks at me compared to how he looks at everyone else... He's kind to everyone, it's just in his genes."

I continued to stare at my hands, at my fingers twisting around each other as I felt the blush on my cheeks intensify.

"... Though, I'll admit, when it comes to working criminal cases, he tends to agree to share information with me more easily than with you or Phoenix, even though I'm also part of the defense..." I said in a shy tone. "But I'm sure he has his own reasons..."

"Maybe he only shares information with you because he's more comfortable around you... or maybe because he knows you'll keep it all to yourself, while if he told Nick, he'd probably blab that to everyone in five seconds." She said jokingly. "But seriously, [Y/N]... He's always hanging around you, even outside of work, and he always acts very gentlemanly towards you, you can even see in his eyes that he cares about you. Do you truly not think there's something there?"

For a moment, silence came to settle in the office, neither of us saying a word, until I breathed a heavy sigh and brought my hands back to my face.

"Ughhh... I just don't know..." I let out in a desperate tone.

As I lay with my head still resting on Maya's lap, I closed my eyes and sought refuge in my mind, going back to being silent for a few more seconds.

"... You know, Maya, you're my best friend, and I adore you." I spoke up suddenly. "But right about now, I just wish I—"

I cut my sentence short upon feeling shyness and embarrassment take over me, my eyes widening while my skin reddened.

"... I just wish I could be lying on his lap..." I admitted with shame.

For a moment, Maya did not say anything in return, leaving the room quiet, and leaving me to wonder whether I had maybe said too much; or, worse, offended my best friend in some way.

"... Well, who says we can't make that happen?" She suddenly said in a surprisingly enthusiastic tone.

Her rhetorical question made me remove my hands from my face, and when I looked up at hers, I could see somewhat of a mischievous smile shaping her lips, her fists on her hips: I knew her well enough to know she had something in mind.

"What do you mean?" I inquired with a hint of suspicion.

"I mean, what if..."

She let the end of her question hang in the air for suspense while she reached for something inside her kimono, which turned out to be her phone.

"... I was to give Gumshoe a little call and get him to come here to the office right now?" She finished with a smirk, not even waiting for my response to start pressing buttons on her phone.

"M-Maya, no, wait—" I mumbled as I tried reaching for her hands.

But I was too slow for her: by the time I had already risen on the sofa from my lying position, Maya had already finished dialing Dick's number and brought the phone up to her right ear, a wide smile displayed on her face as she stared at me.

"... Detective Gumshoe? Yes, it's Maya Fey!" She exclaimed. "Hey, listen, I know it's kinda outta nowhere, but I was wondering if you'd be interested in swinging by Phoenix's office at the agency to... discuss the current case we're all working on! I mean, why not, right?"

It was clear as day, by the look on her face that she was enjoying herself, enjoying playing with my emotions as I watched, powerless.

"... Oh, it's going to be your lunch break right now? Well... you're in luck! 'Cause there's food here, plenty enough for you... food you wouldn't have to pay for... free food..."

After a second or two, she slightly pushed the phone away from her ear and leaned closer to me.

"He's thinking about it..." She whispered with a nod.

But before she could give him any time to actually consider the offer, she placed the phone back against her ear and cleared her throat.

"Oh, and... [Y/N]'s here with me, too." She said as she sent me a teasing wink. "... You'll come? Awesome! See you in a bit then! Bye!"

And with that, she hung up and stuffed her phone back inside her kimono, her lips pursed into a proud grin.

"... Maya, what have you done?" I said as I covered my face with my palms, my entire face red with embarrassment.

"I've done wonders." She replied, still grinning widely. "I've gotten you some nice quality time with your favorite detective."

An awkward silence permeated the room for a few seconds, until she turned to me and sighed with exaggerated exasperation.

"Oh, c'mon! What's wrong? You wanted him, didn't you?" She asked playfully, though with an ounce of seriousness.

"But after everything you and I said... After all the teasing you've made me sit through... I'm not gonna be able to look at him without... without blushing like a mess and stumbling on my words!" I exclaimed with shame. "I'm not gonna be able to talk to him without thinking of... and picturing all the dirty things you told me..."

"Is that such a bad thing?" She asked with a mischievous smile. "You're cute when you blush, and I'm sure you could use all that sweet awkwardness to your advantage..."

"Besides, you lied to him!" I continued without acknowledging her comments. "You told him we have food for lunch here, but we don't! We've got nothing to eat at the office!"

The two of us looked into each other's eyes as we both remained silent, Maya blinking a few times.

"... Shoot, you're right." She said in a slightly panicked tone.

She had barely finished speaking when she got up from the sofa and sprung on her feet, making her way to the door and out of the office.

"Well, I'm off to buy all three of us lunch, then!" She declared enthusiastically.

"You? Buy? With what money?"

"Yours." She answered with a wink as she pulled a wallet out of her kimono.

A wallet that looked suspiciously like mine.

"Hey, wait a minute!" I exclaimed as I frantically searched my pockets. "How did you—"

But before I could even finish my sentence, Maya had already walked out of the room and closed the door behind her, leaving me alone in the office.

"Maya, c'mon!" I called out to her, though I knew she was already too far gone to hear me. "Don't just leave me here on my own!"

And yet, there I was.

After a solid minute of solitude, my phone buzzed and on the screen appeared a text from my supposed best friend.

I closed my eyes and sighed heavily as I finished reading her series of texts.

"Goddamn it Maya..." I whispered to myself.

There was nothing I could do but wait; wait for her to come back, wait for Dick to arrive, wait for the stress to build up inside me. So, that was what I did. Reluctantly, I set my phone down beside me on the sofa and adjusted my body so that my side was against the right armrest. And I waited. In silence. My patience growing thinner and thinner with each minute passing. More and more thoughts flooding my mind as what felt like an eternity went by.

Until a knock on the door broke the silence oppressing me, a singular knock that both ended my misery and made it ten times worse.

There's no way this is Maya... I thought to myself. I haven't really kept track of time since she left, but it definitely hasn't been 30 minutes...

Before I had time to even turn around, the knock was quickly followed by the sound of the door opening wide, and my heart rate picked up at light speed.

"Heya, pals!" Dick's voice echoed behind me, his tone as enthusiastic as always.

"Good afternoon, Detective." I said with much less eagerness than him, my smile forced and my cheeks pink.

As he made his way to the center of the room, his eyes looked down at me and his brow furrowed.

"Maya's not here?" He asked with his head slightly tilted.

"Well— She's the one who called you earlier, and as you can probably see, there's also no food here..." I started in an awkward tone. "She promised you food for lunch but the truth is, she's on her way to go buy us food right now... So we just have to wait for her to come back..."

A short moment of silence settled between the two of us, and I was utterly too embarrassed to bring myself to look into his eyes.

"Oh... Alright then." He simply said.

"Sorry..." I let out in a soft whisper.

"Hey now, there's no need for ya to apologize, pal." He told me in an attempt to comfort me. "I can wait for her to come back, I don't mind. We'll be keeping each other company in the meantime, hm?"

I watched his lips shape into a warm smile as he buried his hands in the pockets of his trenchcoat, my gaze shy and as discreet as could be.

"And we can always start discussing the case without her, y'know? If anything that'd prolly be better, there are some things too confidential for her to know..."

He reached for the back of his head with his right hand as he chuckled, a low, affectionate chuckle that almost made me hold my breath.

"So anyway, don't sweat it out, alright, pal?" He said reassuringly.

"... Yeah..." I replied timidly with a slight nod. "... Thanks."

While still smiling, Dick approached the sofa opposite the one I was sitting on; the sofa whose existence I had quite frankly completely forgotten about since I had entered the office. And, somehow, seeing him not sit beside me, body against body, thigh against thigh, so close to each other on a single couch filled me to the brim with both relief and frustration.

"Now then, the case..." He started as he rested his back against the sofa. "Who's that second witness you and Wright paid a visit to yesterday, again?"

He asked me his question nonchalantly, as if completely unbothered by my reaction he seemingly did not pick up on, by my thoughts he thankfully did not have access to.

"Oh, right, you weren't there yesterday when we met up with him because it was so late in the evening." I said almost as to remind myself. "Well, Phoenix told me he'd let you know a few things about him and how our interrogation went, but knowing him and his dedication to the whole defense versus prosecution quarrel, I bet he hasn't actually told you much."

"He most certainly hasn't." He responded with a chuckle. "He did drop by the precinct this morning, but he didn't mention it to me at all, actually."

With his legs slightly spread apart, each of his hands rested atop his knees, his palms hugging the fabric of his pants and his fingers relaxed.

"Not even a single mention?" I asked with a hint of surprise. "Maybe he simply forgot altogether, most things tend to slip his mind these days... Well, in any case, the witness had—"

I suddenly cut myself short, words no longer capable of slipping through my lips, as my eyes inexplicably went back to looking at his hands, as if on their own, as if out of instinct. And now that they had seen his hands, they were all I could see, all I could think of: his big, strong, manly hands, as Maya had described them to me. And the things she had said to tease me came back to haunt me.

I shifted on the sofa as I tried to look away, feeling my cheeks redden from the thought of Dick's hands on my body, feeling me up and down sensually, a thought that now clouded all others.

"Hum, s-so, Phoenix and I went to the, uh, crime scene yesterday... evening... a-and we saw the witness on the way, since he works there... but, um, you already k-know that..." I started as I awkwardly tumbled and stumbled on all of my words. "He's, hum, the victim's brother... y-younger brother..."

I had more to say, but all I could do at that moment was continue to stare at his hands on his lap as I prayed to God he would not notice what my eyes were looking at.

"Hm... Interesting." He said while nodding, showing no signs whatsoever of having picked up on my behavior, which was for the better, considering the situation. "So what about him?"

"W-Well..."

I took a short moment to clear my throat in an attempt to put a stop to my stammering, though the task seemed arduous, given the thoughts that were floating through my head.

"As you already know, he, hum, first showed up out of the blue during the first day of the trial, and his appearance and testimony are... actually what led to it being extended to another day. So, as you can probably imagine, Phoenix and I had some questions to ask him regarding what he possibly knows about the case as a whole. But, well... he wasn't actually all that, uh, cooperative, and he was very vague with his answers... We both think it's... kind of suspicious."

"So lemme get this straight..." He started as he tilted his head to the side, a focused expression in his eyes. "He was suspicious during his first testimony, right? As in, he was hiding stuff? And now you're tellin' me he still acted shifty during your encounter yesterday, like he still couldn't tell you everything? Yeah, if you ask me, that's not just suspicious, that sounds really damn suspicious."

"And that's not all." I started as I got up from the sofa. "Yesterday, after we were done interrogating him, he gave us something before leaving, a piece of evidence that should supposedly help us in our investigation... according to him."

As I said those words, I made my way to Phoenix's desk in one corner of the room, going around it to access the drawers; pulling open the top one, I extracted from it a thin security bag containing said evidence.

"But if you ask me, I think it's actually a red herring." I added as I stared down at the object in my hands. "I don't know why, and I can't explain why, but I just have a feeling he's trying to throw us off by giving us this..."

"And just what exactly is this 'piece of evidence' he gave ya?" He asked me while tilting his head, remaining seated on the couch but turning around to look at me. "And what's your reason exactly to be so skeptical about it?"

"See for yourself." I answered as I walked back to him, back to the two sofas, the bag in hand.

Once standing in front of him, I opened my palm and revealed to his eyes the evidence that was a locket necklace. But as he reached for it, as his fingers touched the plastic, both my body and my mind suddenly froze.

Oh no. Not again.

Just as I had finally managed to rid my brain of any thoughts involving Dick's hands, my eyes were now looking down at every other part of him: his right arm, raised towards me, his muscles concealed by his clothes yet still somewhat discernible, his large torso, slowly rising and falling with each breath he took, his legs, slightly spread open, not enough to be inappropriate but still enough for my thoughts to run wild, and that look on his face, that stare in his eyes.

And there I stood. In front of him. Motionless. Flushed. Silent. Still holding onto one end of the evidence bag, despite his fingers holding onto the other.

"... Hum, ya alright pal?" He asked me with a slight chuckle, one that expressed both amusement and confusion.

While his gaze never left mine for even a second, he seemed to not be perceiving what was happening between the two of us, and that, frankly, was for the better; but when he eventually took notice of how much I was blushing, his smile turned into a frown.

"Wait, you're not sick or somethin', are you?" He now asked me with audible concern. "You're lookin' a lil too beet red for it to just be room temperature..."

With that remark, I finally snapped back to reality and gulped before clearing my throat.

"N-No— I'm... I'm fine... don't worry." I struggled to say as I shook my head.

Without looking into his eyes, my head turned to the side, I let go of the evidence bag, leaving it in Dick's hand.

"I-It's probably just the hunger getting to me..." I said in an attempt to save myself.

This is so embarrassing. I thought to myself as I closed my eyes. Our interactions sometimes happen to be awkward, most of the time due to how flustered I can get around him, but this... this is just plain pathetic, I'm making such a fool of myself...

"Ha, I know the feeling, pal!"

While my eyes were still closed, I suddenly felt both of his hands land on my shoulders, which prompted me to quickly turn my gaze back to him.

"I know you're impatiently waiting for Maya to return with our food, but you gotta hang in there, [Y/N]." He told me with a beaming smile, a sparkle in his eyes. "I'd hate to see you starve on my watch."

I felt my body temperature rise exponentially as his hands gripped my shoulders without too much pressure, though enough to hold me in place; as I looked back into his eyes, my heart beating so furiously in my chest it hurt.

"I mean, can you imagine the amount of paperwork I'd have to fill to report a dead pal on duty?" He jokingly said while laughing.

"Haha... ha... yeah..." I let out as I awkwardly forced myself to laugh with him. "B-But seriously, Gumshoe, I'm alright... thanks for worrying about me, t-though..."

It was still incredibly hard for me to look him in the eyes when all I could think about were his hands on my shoulders: so hard, in fact, I had to divert my eyes slightly, and my gaze fell upon the evidence bag he had set down to his left on the sofa. Without a word, he stared at me for a moment, his eyes partially squinted and his head ever so slightly tilted, as if analyzing my behavior, as if he did not fully believe me.

"Hmm... You say that, but it don't change the fact you're still lookin' a little red..." He said with lingering concern.

Another moment of silence ensued, during which he was visibly deep in thought, the turning gears of his mind almost visible to the naked eye; until a gentle smile then appeared on his face after a minute or so, his eyes still locked into mine.

"... Y'know what, pal? I think you should probably sit down." He told me with a soft nod while he patted the seat on the couch to his right. "Even if ya say you're fine and all that, I'd say you still need to take a seat. You really look like you could use it, honestly."

My eyes opened wide right then and there; something Dick must have surely interpreted as yet another sign of my "sicken" state. In fact, I could feel that redness on my face he had mentioned intensify as I quickly raked my brain for something to say in response, a slight sense of panic growing inside me.

I can't sit next to him— I just can't do it— But it's not like I've never done it before- I mean, c'mon it's literally just sitting down beside him— I've sat next to him before, a shit ton of times— How is that hard? How is now any different? Except it is different— All I can think about right now is my discussion with Maya and my feelings for him—

But before I could utter even a single word in protest, I felt his remaining hand on my right shoulder strengthen its grasp, as if trying to move my body.

"C'mon, come here!"

Upon hearing these enthusiastically spoken words, I suddenly felt my upper body be pulled down and towards him: somehow, with the strength of only one hand, he was able to bring me close to him, guiding me to his right on the sofa. Flushed and speechless, I let him sit me down without a glance or a word.

"There ya go, [Y/N]." He said with a warm smile I caught in the corner of my eye while his left hand finally let go of my shoulder now that we were side by side.

His body was now right beside mine, his presence overwhelming on the couch that seemed oddly small all of a sudden, as if it had not been made for a man of his physique, his broad stature taking up all the space around me.

And still, I remained silent, unable to find anything to say. I was no longer hesitating between these mixed feelings of frustration and relief from earlier: now that it had been done, now that I was sitting next to him, I knew relief was what I should have felt. Because there now was nothing I could do, nothing I could feel but my heart pounding in my chest louder than a hundred drums combined.

"... So!" He suddenly spoke up amidst the quietness as he turned to his left and picked the security bag back up. "I don't believe you actually told me what this new piece of evidence is about, pal."

The sound of his voice reached my ears and finally snapped me back to reality, back to the topic at hand, back to the investigation I had completely forgotten about for a moment.

"Oh, hum, right—" I started embarrassingly as I cleared my throat gently. "Sorry about all that..."

I shifted in my seat a little as I finally found the courage to turn my head to him, although my eyes stopped at his hand before they could reach his face.

"So, as I told you, the witness gave this to Phoenix and me yesterday, supposedly because it's linked to the case... The thing is, all he was willing to tell us was that it belonged to his sister. Other than that, we have no idea what its connection to the case is exactly or where he got it. Did he pick it up off her corpse? Or did he find it in her personal belongings? Who knows?"

"I see..." He simply said to both me and himself as he opened the bag and pulled the locket out of it. "If he just gave it to you without any context or explanation, it's fair you think it's suspicious."

"And that's not all." I added as I pointed at the necklace with my right index finger. "The weirdest part is that the locket, while clearly meant to hold a picture, is actually empty... As if whatever was once contained in it had been taken out... for whatever reason."

"Well, it's obvious he's purposefully omitting some pretty crucial details, here..."

"Yeah, that's for certain." I said in agreement as I sighed. "But what exactly... That I do not know. And neither does Phoenix."

With yet another sigh, I closed my eyes and let my head fall backward, leaving it on the headrest of the sofa, my neck outstretched.

"... God, I'm stumped." I let out in a defeated voice, my eyes still closed. "I hate this feeling of hitting a dead end... especially with a case like this one. I hate to say it because we've only been investigating it for a short while, but I can't wait for it to end already..."

"Mhm... It's only been a few days, pal... Give us some time and we'll solve this case in a jiffy." I heard him say in a soft and confident tone. "I wouldn't worry about a dead end, we got our minds and our hearts set on figuring this one out, and I just know we'll get there eventually. And we'll do it together... Trust me on this one, pal."

I listened to him, to the sound of his calming voice, of his reassuring and comforting words erasing my doubts and uncertainty, while his kindness made my heart beat just a little faster.

Despite starting to grow physically tired, I opened my eyes and turned my head to my left, my neck still resting against the sofa, and looked up at Dick's face: as if telepathically, he mirrored my movements and his eyes stared into mine.

"... Thank you, Dick." I said with sincerity and affection, and only a tinge of shyness. "Really."

"No problem, pal." The detective responded with a chuckle as he shifted his body ever so slightly closer to mine on the couch, his voice carrying a hint of tenderness that matched the look in his eyes. "But you don't gotta thank me, I'm only doin' my duty as your friend... That's what I'm here for."

I lost myself in his smile, warm and soothing, and I knew right then and there it was the moment.

Now's the time. I have to make a move. The conversation is slowly developing away from the topic of the case... I have the perfect opening.

With a quiet gulp, my gaze still intertwined with his, my heart picking up the pace, I scooted closer to him myself.

I'm sick of being shy: I know he's often blind to most of my advances, but there comes a point when I simply have to make him see things clearly... and it would seem I've just reached it.

With that thought in mind and no spoken words, I closed my eyes and let my head gently fall on his right shoulder, the fabric of his trench coat coming in soft contact with my hair.

Even though I had no way of seeing his expression on his face, I could still perceive his reaction to my gesture; I felt his body jolt lightly and his limbs stiffen upon placing my head against his shoulder, at the same time as a gentle, almost inaudible gasp slipped through his lips and reached my ears.

Although I may have seemed nonchalant and collected on the outside, my heart kept skipping beats inside my chest, the heat emanating from his body making me lightheaded. And I could also hear his, both of our hearts thumping in synchronization, both of our breathing steadily increasing in intensity.

"... Um... [Y/N]?" He suddenly spoke up in a slightly trembling and quiet voice, as if he did not want to ruin that moment of intimacy.

"Do... Do you mind?" I asked him just as quietly, trying as best as I could to sound confident in my actions despite my transpiring apprehension.

"U-Um... No... not at all..." He answered nervously, not making any effort to try and hide the stress in his voice. "I j-just... I didn't expect it..."

"Sorry..." I said with a gentle, awkward chuckle. "I didn't mean to startle you... I'm just... really tired."

Slowly, I opened my eyes and stared down at Dick's lower body, at his legs on the sofa, his hands resting on his lap.

"As you know, it was pretty late in the evening yesterday when I accompanied Phoenix to the crime scene... and even later when I got back home. I couldn't fall asleep until late, and this morning I had to get up early... so I haven't had much sleep, to be honest with you. So... I'm feeling a little exhausted... and I suppose I kind of wanted a pillow for my head."

"Oh... R-Right." He said in return, slightly stuttering. "And I s'pose you thought I'd make a comfortable pillow... right?"

"W-Well, you're the only other person here..." I replied with a hint of embarrassment. "... And... you really are comfortable, Dick... your shoulder feels really warm and soft, actually..."

"R-Really?" He asked with an awkward chuckle of his own. "I'm flattered... pal."

I smiled to myself; a smile he could not see, but which I was sure would have been a pleasing sight for his eyes.

For a brief moment, silence reigned between us, neither of us saying a word nor making a sound. I closed my eyes again, savoring that moment with every fiber of my being, until I opened them back and cleared my throat gently.

"Dick, is it... is it okay if I..."

Without bothering to even finish my question, I subtly snuggled closer to him and grabbed his right arm with both of mine, wrapping them around his limb while my head remained on his shoulder.

Once again, I could feel his entire body stiffen as I moved closer to him and wrapped my hands around his arm, along with his breathing audibly quickening.

"Y-Yeah... You can, [Y/N]..." He said in a soft and quiet voice, not even trying to mask the nervousness he was feeling.

"Are you sure?" I anxiously asked him as I began to loosen my grip on his arm, sensing the hesitation in his tone. "I can let go if you're uncomfortable... if you don't want me... this close to you."

"N-No!" He promptly exclaimed. "Um, I mean— It's... It's fine, I don't really mind..."

I heard him take a deep breath above my head before I saw his left hand fidget on his lap.

"I don't really know how I'm supposed to say this, [Y/N], or even if I should say it, but... I kinda like it, actually..."

I held my breath for a moment, feeling my chest stop rising as the realization hit me that maybe, just maybe, his feelings were not so far from mine after all.

"... You do?" I softly asked him while I strengthened my grasp around his arm.

"Y-Yeah... I do, [Y/N]..." He confessed. "You feel nice on my shoulder, and... I dunno, I just feel like... There's something nice and comforting between us, something that just feels right, y'know? And... I just like it... I like feeling this comfort with you."

"Dick..." I whispered to myself under my breath.

I needed to take a moment to process his words, to let my mind quiet down and my body cool off after having heard him say such wholesome and beautiful things, things I had never thought I would have ever heard him say.

And once I had gotten a bit calmer, I pressed my cheek against his shoulder and gulped quietly.

"... Why haven't you ever said anything before, then?" I asked, my tone bittersweet.

"What... What do you mean?"

Letting go of his right arm just ever so slightly, I raised my head from his shoulder and turned to him: this time, without an ounce of hesitation, I stared up into his hazel eyes and did not back down.

"This isn't the first time... something like this has happened, Dick. I mean, sure, yes, we've never... really been this close to one another before... but I've sat close to you, I've... touched your arms, your hands, I've spoken softly to you. I've complimented you, too, tons of times... whether mentally or physically. And yet..."

Feeling my cheeks redden the longer I spoke, I paused to take a breath, though without looking away from his face.

"... Yet today is the first and only day you're actually expressing yourself in return..."

"Because I'm an idiot, okay?" He almost immediately responded, his voice no longer as light and soft, now carrying a heavy sense of resentment and frustration towards himself. "I've been too... dense, blind, and stupid to really pick up on any of these things."

"Don't say that." I promptly told him as I tugged at his arm tighter, a frown covering my lips while my eyebrows furrowed. "Please, Dick, don't say such things... You're not an idiot, you're not stupid..."

I slowly shook my head as I spoke, desperately hoping for him to look back into my eyes, his gaze now avoiding mine.

"I don't blame you, for not having said anything before, I'm not angry."

While my left hand still held his arm in place, the other slowly went up his sleeve, making its way to his shoulder.

"And that's because I know you. I know the man you are, a man who... doesn't always feel comfortable sharing his emotions and expressing his feelings. You're not the type to say things, you do them. You don't voice your affection... you tend to show it instead."

For a moment, he did not answer; but while his gaze was still avoiding mine, I finally saw his expression soften, the frustration and self-resentment now long gone from his face.

"... Are ya tryin' to make me cry?" He asked softly, a hint of humor to his tone.

"No— No, please don't cry." I answered in a pleading voice with an affectionate smile. "That'd be the last thing I'd want to see right now..."

I stopped my right hand just below his shoulder, my palm against the sleeve of his trench coat, sensing my heartbeat quicken as I felt his muscles underneath.

"... All I'm trying to do is understand why today is different. Why... why you've never shown much before and even less so said anything before... while you're being more open with me today than you've ever been before..."

And along with the pounding in my chest came the red hue on my face.

"Oh— Don't get me wrong, I'm not... I'm not complaining... not in the slightest." I continued, more shyly. "But... hearing you say there's something nice between us and that you like feeling this comfort with me... I never thought I'd ever get to hear you say such things."

"Well... To be honest, I'm kinda surprised myself I've even had the guts to say all this stuff out loud just then..." He confessed with a tender chuckle and a brief shrug. "Especially since... there's always so much going through my mind when I'm around you and especially right now, like, a ton more things I'm thinking about..."

"Things like what?" I softly asked him as I stared at his face, admiring his features.

"Things like how cute your face looks right now with that blush on your cheeks... How soft your hair feels... How comfortable it feels to rest my arm alongside yours... How badly I wanna get even closer to you and wrap my arms 'round you and hold you real tight... How much I wanna kiss you... Things I really should just shut up about, actually—" He blurted out, the words coming out of his mouth quicker than he intended them to.

I fell utterly silent, my eyes wide open, my lips slightly parted, my face flushed, my chest no longer moving as I had started holding my breath altogether; I could think of nothing to say, my mind a complete blur as Dick's words sent my brain into overdrive, leaving me too stunned and shy to even move.

Eventually, seeing I was not reacting at all, he finally turned his head to me and stared back at me. And as my eyes met his, I could read in them a sweetness, a profound sincerity: just what I needed to clear the fog over my thoughts.

Not without apprehension and one deep gulp, I inched my right hand up to his shoulder at last and leaned ever so closer to him, our faces only a few inches away from one another.

"... Why don't you?" I asked him in a murmur, in a tone that came out much more sensual than I would have liked. "Do all these things you want to do so bad, I mean..."

He looked back at me for a moment, silent, seemingly debating mentally on what the best course of action was; once his decision made, his eyes slowly drifted downward to my hand on his shoulder, his gaze intense.

"... Well..." He started confidently, though nervousness could be heard.

Instead of continuing his sentence, he slowly turned on the sofa to face me and reached for my lower body with his arms, wrapping them around my waist and sides, just as he had fantasized.

My pulse skyrocketed and my breath hitched as I felt myself being pulled into his embrace, bringing me ever so closer to him. With the way the two of us were sitting beside each other, I had no choice but to throw my legs up and over his own, leaving them to lie over his lap while both of my hands found their way to his shoulders: the sensation of finding myself in his arms was indescribable, feelings of warmth, comfort, and safety quickly overwhelming me in the best of ways.

And in my eyes, a glimmer of love I could see appear in his.

I saw the spark of affection in his gaze and, although it was somewhat sudden, the smile it brought to my face was genuine and not one I could restrain.

Slowly, the detective squeezed me slightly tighter from around my waist then gently placed his right hand on the back of my head, his thumb starting to tenderly caress my hair; and as he did so, I watched him lean forward with determination, bringing his face right in front of mine, so close I could feel his hot breath on my cheeks.

"[Y/N]..." He murmured as his eyes moved from mine to my mouth.

I felt my breath catch in my throat and closed my eyes shut as I finally found myself entirely enclosed by him. Though I could not see it, I could feel Dick slowly moving his left hand up to my neck, cupping my face with his palm and slightly tilting it; just as much as I could feel him press his lips onto mine, creating a sudden and intense rush of passion within my body, a feeling I never wanted to relinquish.

While still in the dark, I brought one of my hands up to his face, my palm rubbing against the rough skin of his cheek and skin; the other left his shoulder, falling to his chest, my fingers gently scraping his shirt, almost as if they wanted to slither their way through the fabric.

I willingly pulled away from him, but only for a very brief instant, only to let my breath mix with his as our mouths remained an inch apart.

"I love you." I promptly murmured in a heavy pant, my eyes still closed.

And with those three words, I brought my lips back against his.

It seemed as though my sweet words had triggered a reaction in him that pushed him to pull me even tighter into his embrace, the sensations of yearning and desire reaching an all-time high inside both of us. The moment my lips returned to his, I heard a slight groan escape his throat, a sound that excited me to no end, as both of our breathing became a rhythm that seemed to match the beating of our chests.

"I love you, too." He whispered into my lips, his words barely audible.

And I now understood exactly what my confession had triggered in him, as his made me go through the same reaction

The longer it all lasted, the more I wanted of it; his large mouth against mine, his strong hands holding my body, his heavy breath in my ears, his burning touch all over my skin. But we inevitably had to pull away from each other after a short while, giving me the time to catch my breath as I kept my eyes closed, my face still close to his, my body still partly sitting over his on the sofa.

For a moment, we remained that way, the two of us in close proximity while both of our breathing slowed down, until Dick only then released his grasp on me, though he kept one arm loosely around my waist.

"... [Y/N], w-was I... did I act too fast?" He stuttered slightly, awkwardness and nervousness clearly present in his voice. "I-I'm sorry, I couldn't... help myself..."

At last, I opened my eyes upon hearing his apology and was faced with the sight of his other hand holding the nape of his neck, his head slightly down as an expression of guilt and uncertainty invaded his facial features, his thick eyebrows furrowed and his lips frowning.

With a warm smile, my hands returned to his chest and I pressed my palms against his shirt once more as I leaned forward, trying to catch his gaze.

"Hey, hey, why are you sorry?" I asked in an attempt to comfort him. "Dick, that was perfect. The kissing, the embrace, everything. It was all wonderful."

He stared back at me and let out a silent chuckle, his face now displaying relief and tenderness.

"A-Are ya sure?" He asked me softly. "I've, uh, never really done this before, so... so I've no idea if I did things right or not..."

"Yes, I'm sure." I answered him sincerely with a gentle chuckle of my own. "You did things very right, don't worry."

I tilted my head just a little as I brought one of my hands up to his jawline while I stared into his eyes, still smiling.

"Don't you think the same? Did it not feel perfect for you?"

"It did— It felt great... and perfect." He promptly replied, still slightly embarrassed, while his gaze met mine. "But... ya gotta understand, [Y/N]. Being around you all the time, an' being so close to you constantly... i-it makes me feel things, and then my brain gets all stupid around you, and..."

His voice trailed off as his gaze turned downward.

"Hehe, that's alright, I don't mind a little stupid." I teasingly said as I giggled lightly. "I'm flattered to hear I make you 'feel things', Dick... but there's truly no reason for you to be so nervous and awkward around me... especially now. Now that we both know how we feel, there's no need for us to have doubts and hesitate. And I know it's easier said than done, but I'm sure you'll get used to it, and so will your brain."

I could easily tell from his body language that he had needed to hear my affectionate and reassuring words.

"Yeah, you're probably right... I mean, I already know how I feel 'bout you, and now I know how ya feel about me too... There shouldn't really be anything for me to worry about, now should there? I guess I just need to get more confident around you, is all."

"Exactly!" I exclaimed enthusiastically. "Now that's the Dick Gumshoe I know and love."

As I laughed softly, I moved my second hand from his chest, joining the other on his face, both of my palms now lovingly holding both of his cheeks.

"Y'know [Y/N]... I may have to kiss you again right now, just to prove how exactly confident I'm startin' to feel." He joked with his tone now filled with playfulness.

"Hmm... Well, I'm right here." I said with a seductive smile as I leaned even closer to him, my body almost fully on his lap. "Why don't you just go ahead and show me?"

He chuckled warmly as he watched me move closer to him, his gaze wandering down to my lips for a moment before looking right into my eyes once more; he brought his head down again and covered my lips with his, this time not breaking apart until we would both be breathless.

Or, at least, until the door of the office suddenly opened wide, the unexpected sound startling both of us.

"Hey guys, I'm back with our lunch! Sorry it took me so long, hopefully you're not starving, hehe!"

Finding ourselves caught red-handed, the loud bang of the door drove us both to pull away from one another, jolting back from our passionate kiss as we let out a collective gasp.

I promptly turned around on the sofa, my eyes wide open and my cheeks red, only to see a grinning Maya standing in the doorway, her expression both amused and shocked.

"W-Well, this is awkward..." Dick muttered under his breath while he stared at the young girl, his voice filled with embarrassment.

"M-Maya, I—"

"You don't have to say anything, [Y/N]." She cut me off with a smirk. "I see you two have made good use of that nice quality time together..."

With a devilish giggle, she began making her way to us, a plastic bag full of food in her right hand.

"... Although I can't say I'm seeing your head on his lap." She added with a slight pout, as if disappointed. "Oh, but it's alright, you're practically sitting on it, that's good enough."

Upon hearing her teasing remark, I looked down at myself and realized I had indeed not yet moved from my position over Dick's legs: I immediately stopped holding him and slid back into my seat on the couch next to him, my eyes still shy and my face still flushed.

"W-Whatever..."

Watching her approach us and take a seat on the sofa opposite the one we were sitting on, I cleared my throat and turned my attention to the bag in her hand.

"Anyway, tell us what you bought us and let's just eat already." I said in an attempt to alleviate the awkwardness reigning in the air of the room.

Maya chuckled as she set the bag down on the table between the two sofas, her eyes shifting from me to Dick and back to me again, that teasing smile still etched on her lips.

"Nice change of subject there." She answered playfully, obviously still amused by the situation. "... Anyway, don't you worry, I bought plenty of good stuff."

As she said those words, she took various meals, drinks, and snacks from the bag, which she then presented in front of us, allowing us to pick which ones we wished to eat.

"Thanks, Maya." I said sincerely, a gentle smile on my lips. "This all looks really delicious... and, to be honest, I was getting pretty hungry."

Grabbing one of the meals and bringing it closer to me, I then paused: I turned my head to my left and stared into Dick's eyes, before I lovingly smiled at him in silence. And he stared right back.

Despite his expression quickly growing shy, his gaze did not falter from mine as his eyes took in my face, my smile, my red cheeks; all things that now seemed to have so much more meaning to him.

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randoimago · 2 years ago

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Gumshoe's S/O Confronting Edgeworth about his Salary

Fandom: Ace Attorney

Character(s): Dick Gumshoe

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): Some self indulgent stuff for Gumshoe because there's not enough love for him

Gumshoe

He sees you come in and already his day is so much better because he thought you were coming to see him. Instead he notices the rage on your face and is worried that he did something wrong.

Gumshoe breathes a sigh of relief as you pass him but then his brain connects the dots of you being mad and the path you're taking and where it leads.

He jumps up and begins hurrying after your fleeting form, cursing silently when he watches you knock on the office door and being told to go in.

Gumshoe is outside the room when he hears your ranting. He hears you mentioning how hard he works and the lack of sleep he has gotten. Gumshoe also hears you mention that he's had to cancel three dates due to work and that causes him to grimace.

Gumshoe doesn't hear the response you get but you say something back, quieter as if you got your aggression out and were now just making a business deal.

He jumps back from the double doors as one opens and reveals you. There's some surprise on his face at seeing him before you give a, "Hey hon. Your boss gave you the rest of the day off, fully paid. And you get a nice bonus at the end of the week for your hard work. Let's go to that cafe I mentioned the other day!"

Gumshoe is peeking past you to see Edgeworth with a slightly flustered look as if he's recovering from what just transpired. They make eye contact and Edgeworth waves him off. But there's a clear, "We'll talk later." look.

Gumshoe cannot believe you just did that and got away with it. His heart is soaring and he feels real lucky to have you, but there is some worry as you drag him off to this date.

#ace attorney x reader #dick gumshoe x reader #gumshoe x reader

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schizoscribbles · 2 years ago

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Detective to the Rescue!

SCHIZOSCRIBBLES

𝙵𝙴𝙼 𝚁𝙴��𝙳𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝙽𝙸

TW/CW: N/A

KEY: [N] = First Name [LN] = Last Name

[One-sided Enemies][to lovers][workplace romance]

NOT PROOFREAD

"It's like he's trying to make me scream at him!"

[N] said, his trenchcoat flailing about as he paced inside of Miles Edgeworth's office. The poor prosecutor simply sat there, fist holding his head up while he simply dozed; half listening to [N]. "I mean, I don't get it! How could he just constantly be a..." [N] looked at his hands, angry "A..." he got fed up and slammed his hands down on Miles' desk, rage flaring in his eyes "Nuisance!"

Miles jumped before he sighed, "Do you mind telling me why you're so furious with Detective Gumshoe, Mr. [LN]? Or are you simply going to scream and rant all day about nothing." the sarcasm dripping from his tone agitated [N] but he groaned and nodded "Sorry, Miles." and so, [N] sat on Edgeworth's desk and began recounting what had happened-

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December 23

3:00 PM

Detective [N] [LN]'s Office

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A knock came at Detective [LN]'s door, he gritted his teeth as he grunted a "Come in.".

"Heya, Mr [LN]!" Gumshoe grinned happily not fully aware of [N]'s bad mood; just mere moments ago he was informed of Gumshoe's malpractice in a recent case that involved Mr. Pheonix Wright, which could have costed both of them their jobs, and he wasn't happy.

"Dick Gumshoe." [N] snarls, watching Gumshoe take his seat. "You wanted ta' see me?" the stupid grin that Gumshoe held in response to seeing [N] never left his face as he waited eagerly for the reason he sat in [N]'s office. [N] cleared his throat, "I was recently informed of a recent case." he glared daggers at Gumshoe who was still oblivious, "Which one?" "The one where the main suspects defense attourney was Mr. Pheonix Wright. The recent medical malpractice case." Gumshoe thought for a minute before his face dropped and his mouth made an O as he realized. Gumshoe scratched the back of his neck as he spoke up, "Listen, pal I'm so-" "I don't want to hear it, Dick." [N] snapped a bit, "This incident could have cost us our jobs! And you're just a bumbling mess as is." Gumshoe's face scrunched in a pained expression before he stood up and hung his head, "I'm sorry, [N]." and so, he left.

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December 23

5:00 PM

Chief Prosecutor's Office

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"Are you dense, [LN]?" Miles asked, [N] jumped a bit.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked, turning to face his best friend.

"Do I need to spell it out for you?" Miles got up and walked around to [N], [N]'s head swiveling to meet him. Miles sighed and smacked the back of their head("OW WHAT THE FUCK!" being heard under the detectives breath).

"He's in love with you, genius." [N] rubbed his head in pain with his face scrunched up before it all dropped and he blinked at Miles, "What?" "He's so utterly and madly in love with you in infuriating." Miles walked to grab his kettle off of his table.

"Honestly, he never shuts up about you." he said as he picked up a small tea cup and paused to pour tea in. Then he mocked Gumshoe, "He's so pretty! And amazing at his job! He's so understanding!" Miles made a dumb face before it dropped and [N] sat there dumbfounded.

"Well?" Miles said, [N] snapped his attention back toward Miles. "What?" "Go apologize." Miles said seriously, [N] blinked a bit, "Okay."

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December 23

6:30 PM

Outside of The Police Department

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[N] sighed, he had looked for Gumshoe everywhere and he was nowhere to be found. He looked forward under the awning, rain pouring down from the sky.

"Goddamnit." [N] said angrily, he had no umbrella and he walked here from the prosecutor's office so he couldn't just run to a car. He pinched the bridge of his nose and huffed before he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Heya, pal." [N] opened his eyes and shot his attention to the voice, it was Gumshoe. "Oh, there you are."

"Chief said ya' were lookin' for me." [N] put his hands on his upper-arms and sighed, "Yes, I was." Gumshoe chuckled at the somewhat flustered man before he handed him an umbrella, [N] looked at it before looking back at Gumshoe.

"I know it doesn't make up for what I did but I really care about ya' and I don't want ya' getting si-" Gumshoe was interupted by [N] smashing his lips onto Gumshoe's. The kiss lasted a bit before [N] pulled away, "I'm so sorry, Gumshoe." Gumshoe smiled, "It's okay, pal." they both paused.

"So does this mean ya' like me too?..."

"Yes, Gumshoe."

"Are we gonna be boyfriends now?"

"Yes, Gumshoe."

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;OK wow that took me a while, jesus.

#Spotify #hes so silly #dick gumshoe #detective gumshoe #detective dick gumshoe #detective gumshoe x reader #dick gumshoe x reader #ace attourney #x reader #x male reader #detectives #workplace romance #enemies to lovers #one sided enemies #ace attourney fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction

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mirophobic2 · 22 days ago

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(Sigh) I love ace attorney, miles edgeworth can get it, same with gumshoe

#miles edgeworth #detective gumshoe #ace attorney edgeworth #ace attorney #ace attorney x reader #ace attorney dick gumshoe #ace attorney phoenix wright

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an-impulsive-pen · 1 year ago

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Proposal

Dick Gumshoe x gn reader

Your loving boyfriend takes you on what seems like a normal date, but his mind seems to be occupied by something...

Lotsa fluff, I love him<3

Okay, deep breath, he thought, sweating. This couldn’t be that hard, could it? If he had managed to work up the courage to tell them how he felt, surely he could do this… Ah, and the whole cop thing, too.

“Dick?” he flailed a bit as their voice snapped him out of his thoughts. “You good there?”

“Y-Yeah! No worries, pal!” he chuckled nervously. They gave him a look.

“Alright, enough. You’ve been sweating through your coat all night- What’s bugging you? Work stuff or something?” they nudged him with a caring smile, but there was a note of concern behind their eyes. God, something about those eyes always got to him… He hated the thought that he might be worrying them, but he wanted the moment to be perfect. He sighed and gave them a tiny smile.

“H-Hey, uh… Let’s head over this way, huh?”

They blinked, but grinned and nodded, slipping theit hand into his in the way that he couldn’t help but blush at. He just hoped they didn’t notice how sweaty his palms were…

He led them to a somewhat secluded area of the park, his stomach turning the whole way. Every time he glanced at them, he wasn’t sure if he felt more comforted by their presence, or if it just made him more nervous for what he was about to do.

“... You’re doing it again.”

He startled and looked down at them.

“D-Doing what? I-I’m not doing anything! Nothing at all!” he stammered, face flushing. They sighed and stepped in front of him to meet his eyes, taking both his hands into theirs.

“Dick, something is going on- Whatever it is, you don’t have to keep it from me. I never want you to feel like you have to hide things, and I just want to be here for you. So… Please… What’s going on?” they asked, their tone soft yet firm. He hesitated, but eventually, his shoulders slumped with a sigh. Here goes nothing…

“... I, uh… Th-The thing is, I…” he wracked his mind for words, but nothing came to mind. He had wanted so badly to make this as eloquent and poetic as possible, to make his words as perfect as he found them to be. But now, in the moment, nothing came. His heart was racing, and he felt almost dizzy. God, why did he think he could do this? He-

Then he felt it. A soft, gentle pressure as they squeezed his hand. They looked up at him with a kind, patient expression, eyes filled with reassurance. He took a deep breath.

“I… I-I wanted to make this perfect, a-and to give you everything you deserve- but… But all I’ve got right now is… W-Well… Me,” he sighed. He closed his eyes. He doubted he’d be able to do this otherwise. “Y-You deserve t-to be happy, a-and to be with someone who loves you, a-and… I wanna be the one to give that to ya’.”

Okay, okay, now’s the time- You’ve got this…

He took a deep breath and, with all the courage he could muster, got down on one knee. Their eyes went wide.

“I… I love ya’. I really, really do. A-And… I wanna keep loving you forever. So…” he gulped and reached into his pocket, retrieving a small box. He held his breath as he opened it to reveal a thin engagement ring.

“Would you make me the happiest detective in the entire world… And marry me…?” he tensed up as he finally got the words out. He was suddenly very self-conscious about the size of the ring. He had spent months saving up to get it, but he was all too aware of how small it was.

“I-I know it’s not much, b-but I-”

“Dick,” a small, shaky whisper cut him off. He glanced up at them to find them covering their mouth with their hands, tears in her eyes. “I… Yes… God, yes!” they cried as their face broke into a massive smile. All at once, all other thoughts vanished from his head. He felt himself smiling as tears began blurring the corners of his vision. He couldn’t help a small, overjoyed laugh. As soon as his mind returned to him, he held out a hand to take theirs.

“M-May I?” he asked, voice shaking. They nodded immediately and held out their hand excitedly. He carefully took the ring from the box and slipped it onto their finger. As soon as he did they grabbed his hands, urging him to stand up. He chuckled and rose to his feet, only to almost be knocked over again by how quickly and forcefully they threw herself into his arms.

“I love you so much, I love you, I love you,” they repeated into his chest. He pulled away just enough to see their face, opening his mouth to say something, but before he could, they leaped up and pressed their lips to his. He could feel them smiling into the kiss, and couldn’t help doing the same as he wrapped his arms tightly around them.

#holy shit okay done #this is my first post #and first x reader thingy #hope its not terrible👍👍#dick gumshoe #ace attorney #aa gumshoe #gumshoe x reader #ace attorney x reader #x reader #fanfic #oneshot

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torchiiko · 2 years ago

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someone needs 2 start writing gumshoe x readers or im gonna starve 2 death !!!!!!!!! wheres the active aa x reader blogs. why isnt anyone requesting gumshoe. do i have to do everything myself here

#im goijg thru withhdrawal over here #i think i may have actually read every x reader i cant find any new ones . let me Kiss the Detective PLEASE #hhhrhhrrggh theres only 6 fics on ao3 btw. 2 of them are unfinished. 2 are smut. 1 is from an inactive aa x reader blog #the other is also an x reader compilation but theres only 2 chapters and gumshoe isnt even in it #do u understand my predicament #im . im on the verge of making y/n art with this guy. im gonna draw my sona witj him. Guys #detective gumshoe #dick gumshoe #ace attorney #torch chatter #🔍 detective himbo - dick gumshoe 🔍#real yearning hours

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dstryvampres · 6 months ago

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this idea for a one shot came to my mind, so, neil is the type of guy who would invite a reader to show her his collection of anything and wouldn't see any subtext in it "hey why are you naked???" (he finally gives in and she fucks him hard lol)

Drain You

THIS IS SUCH A FUNNY PROMPT !!!! honestly, you’re right he’s just the man to do that.

Pairing: Neil Lewis x Reader

Warnings: smut, p in v, creampie, unprotected sex, neil is stupid, very brief nipple play, Neil bites you like once

Word Count: 1.9k

For weeks you had been trying to hint to Neil Lewis that you were into him, like really into him, and each time he would miss it completely. It seemed to him your weeks of walking into Gumshoe wearing the shortest skirts you owned and bending down in front of him so he could get a glimpse of the panties you picked out that morning, or wearing shirts that show an unnecessary amount of cleavage and then pressing your breasts into Neil meant nothing to him. You thought he would finally get the hint when you went over to his house and picked out a DVD from his porno collection, but he immediately redirected you to some stupid noir film. Neil makes you want to rip your hair out, how can a man miss an opportunity that has essentially been served to him on a silver platter. The most this man has given you has been a makeout session in the back of Gumshoe that stopped before you could even start feeling him up.

So now here you are, standing in front of the mirror applying a final coat of mascara to both of your eyes before Neil shows up in a last ditch effort for him to finally understand that you just want to fuck him. Tonight you plan to make absolutely none of your gestures able to be interpreted as anything other than the burning need for you to be dicked down by the loser who owns the indie DVD rental place.

The doorbell rings.

You rush over to the door to your apartment from your room, almost tripping on the hardwood due to a mix of your speed and socks lack of grip. Patting down the pink, almost see-through, and overly short dress you decided to slip on tonight, before opening the door.

“Hello,” Neil greets, a bottle of red in his hands.

He seemed to not pick-up on the fact that you thought this was a date just by his clothes alone. A Neil classic outfit of a wife pleaser underneath a short sleeve green button-up and jeans, in stark contrast to your own outfit curated to make yourself irresistible. It was nothing offensive, but it wasn’t like he was going out of his way to look his best tonight either, coming in the clothes he likely wore to work today.

“Come in,” you say, moving over to the side and prying the door open a little more.

Neil takes your invite, slipping off his shoes before looking around. Taking in your apartment like he hasn’t been here before.

“I’m always amazed by how you keep your place so clean,” Neil jokes, following you into your living room.

“Thank you,” you purr, taking the bottle of red from him and placing it on the coffee table, extending yourself a little more than needed in order to expose the bottom of your ass to him.

You want to pounce on Neil as you catch him, out of the corner of your eye, staring at your ass as he drops himself onto your couch. Instead you settle on sitting right beside him, pressing yourself up against his side.

“Do you still have that new wave film I brought here last time?” Neil asks.

Fuck, he just can’t get a hint.

“I think so.” You do not want to watch that stupid fucking new wave film.

“Perfect!” Neil cheers, “Can you go get it? I’ll pour us some wine.”

You turn your head and frown before getting up and going through your DVD collection. Honestly at this rate you’re not even sure if Neil has a sex drive, all he ever wants to do is watch movies and talk about them. If this was any other man you would’ve already had your panties around your ankles. There it is. You insert it into the DVD player and walk back over to the couch, situating yourself a tiny bit further from Neil than before. He doesn’t seem to care, wine glass in his hand, taking a small sip before setting it down.

“This film is really amazing, it details a young criminal waiting out in Paris for fate to catch up with him,” Neil starts as the opening sequence starts up. You barely listen to the rest of his rambling, too focused on the way his lips form the words than the actual words.

Eventually Neil shuts up, just smiling at you for a couple seconds before turning his attention towards the film. You do the same, not like you care at all for anything being said. The whole things in French and you’re way too hot and bothered by the build up of wanting to be fucked for weeks on end to read the captions. The movie is boring, and you don’t understand anything, resorting to entertaining yourself by drinking and ogling Neil. You have to fuck this man tonight, or you’re sure you’ll go crazy.

“Neil,” you whine out halfway through the film, only earning a hum in response. “I want to show you something in my room, I was going to do it later but…”

“Yeah? We can do that. Like now or after the movie is done?” Neil asks, turning his attention to you.

“Now.”

You get up, grabbing Neil’s hand and leading him over to your bedroom. You let go of his hand as soon as you step into your bedroom, already feeling your wetness on your thighs.

“What did you want to show me?” Neil asks, smiling a little bit. He’s so stupid.

“Look at the bookshelf behind you,” you suggest.

He actually turns around, looking at the trinkets, books, and CDs you have accumulating on your shelves. Maybe he comments on the vast amount of objects you have gathered in your room, you don’t really care all that much as you slip your dress and bra off.

“What in particular did you want to show-” Neil turns around, cutting himself off as he finds you bare beside your lacy pink panties and socks. “Why are you naked?”

Neil’s eyes rake over your body with hesitation, taking everything in slowly. By the time his eyes reach your panties he audibly gulps. You can't help but smile, slowly walking over to him and placing his hand over your clothed cunt.

“Neil, I want you to fuck me,” you state, looking into his eyes. His pupils, already wide from both how dimly lit the room is and also from your previous actions, grow once again.

He stands there, dumbfounded, before diving in to kiss you. Lips pressing onto yours, as he pushes you back into your bed. He slips his tongue into your mouth as his hands find your breasts, massaging them gently. He moans into your mouth, hips rutting into yours. You feel his hard-on straining inside of his jeans. You rake your nails on his clothed back, causing him to hiss out slightly.

You reach down to take off Neil’s wife pleaser, having to break away from the kiss to fully get both the button-up and wife pleaser off. Reaching your hands out over his chest to finally feel his bare skin, then bringing him down into a kiss to press his bare chest into yours. The sensation making you moan out. Neil takes the small break from your lips to trail kisses down your neck towards your breasts. Leaving feather light kisses in between your breasts before, trailing over to one of your nipples. He laps his tongue over the bud before slipping it into his mouth and sucking on it. You sigh out, lacing your fingers into his hair and wrapping your legs around his waist.

“I’ve waited so long, please, just touch me,” you sigh out, bucking your hips up into Neil’s.

Neil detaches his lips from your nipple, the remaining spit heightening the chill of the air causing you to whine out. He kisses down from your breasts to just above your panties, hooking his finger into the lining and dragging it down your hips. He hums at the sight of your cunt, slick and warm, just for him. Kissing your clit before stepping away and taking off his pants and boxers. His cock springs out, slapping his stomach. It's not the biggest cock you’ve had, but it’s still above average and, if you might add, quite cute. You don’t get much time to admire his dick before he’s climbing on top of you and leading you back into another heated, sloppy kiss.

Neil gathers your wetness up on the tip of his cock, slipping his tip up and down your folds teasingly. It’s not like he knows just how long you’ve been waiting for him to finally fuck you(3 weeks and 2 days to be exact), but he could spare the teasing just for a second. You whine out, moving so the tip of his cock catches on the sopping wet opening to your cunt. Just that alone is enough for you to moan out and clench around nothing, digging your nails into his biceps.

Neil breaks away from the kiss, lining up his cock with your cunt, and watches himself push into you. You could cum just from the initial intrusion alone, having to squeeze your eyes shut and bite your lip to stop yourself from doing so.

“You take me so well baby,” Neil whispers, coming back to leave sloppy open mouthed kisses on your neck.

Neil pulls out before pushing in again. Fuck, is loser cock good. It was worth listening to all that useless, benign movie knowledge for three weeks for this. His cock stretches you out, wide. Everytime he pulls out of you so he can push back in, you can feel your insides pulse with desire. When he pushes into you, his cock rubs along the sweet spot in your cunt, making you whine out with each thrust.

Neil’s hands come back to your nipples, taking turns tweaking and pinching them as he fucks into you. Your eyes roll back into your skull as he starts to speed up.

“I can’t believe I waited this long to fuck you,” Neil whines out, his breath tickling the juncture of your neck.

You’re telling me.

Neil’s hands trace down from your breasts to your hips, stabling himself out with his grip there before increasing the speed of his thrusts. He’s going to cum soon if the erratic pace of his thrusts is anything to go off of. He leads one of his hands down to your clit, tracing circles into the nerve with his thumb.

“Where can I cum?” Neil asks, breath hitching briefly.

“Inside,” you moan out, wrapping your arms around him to claw at his back.

Neil mumbles a quick fuck under his breath, before biting down on your neck.

In mere seconds you're cumming around his cock. Letting out a loud moan, clawing into Neil’s back so hard you’re surprised he doesn’t start bleeding. He follows shortly after, burying himself balls deep into you before spurting his hot cum inside of you. You squeeze his cock with your velvety walls, milking his cock, before you’re both finally coming down from your highs.

Neil pulls out of your cunt, and drops down on the bed beside you. His cum dribbles out of your cunt, but it seems you are both too spent to care. Neil lightly brushes some hair out of your face before pulling you into him.

“I’ve been trying to get you to fuck me for over a month,” you say, closing your eyes and burying yourself into Neil’s chest.

“Really!? I thought you were just being friendly with me, and cared about the movies I showed you,” Neil says, genuine shock in his voice.

You start to laugh, because you never thought a man could be so oblivious. Neil eventually starts laughing too. Both of you are now laughing at just how clueless Neil is.

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frickingnerd · 1 year ago

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dick gumshoe with a crush who's already in a relationship

pairing: dick gumshoe x gn!reader

tags: unrequited feelings (gumshoe for reader), established friendship, gumshoe cares about reader as a friend a lot

gumshoe knew that you were dating someone else, but he couldn't just turn off his feelings for you

he wished that he could, because he didn't want those feelings to stand between the two of you

he knew that if you ever found out that he had a crush on you, it would only make things awkward between you two and he'd likely lose a very good friend

and the last thing he wanted was to lose you!

he could live with the shame of loving someone who was already taken, someone who was his good friend, but he knew that he couldn't live without you

you were important to him! not just as someone he loved but also as his friend

and so, gumshoe vowed to keep his feelings for you to himself, quietly pining for you, while you were with someone else…

#dick gumshoe x reader #dick gumshoe #dick x reader #gumshoe x reader #gumshoe #x reader #x you #x y/n #x gn reader #headcanons #ace attorney x reader #ace attorney #ace attorney gumshoe #fluff #angst #romantic

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notoriousmasc · 1 year ago

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🍜 dating dick gumshoe headcanons (Dick Gumshoe x Fem!Reader) 🍥

He leaves you for a man

#notorious masc moment #dick gumshoe #ace attorney #gyakuten saiban #itonokogiri keisuke

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odiesdayoff · 6 months ago

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Fly Boy

Pair: Neil Lewis x Fem!Reader

Summary: Frustrated with Neil's rule about the employees being required to cosplay, you decide to mess with him.

Warnings: SMUT; 18+; Neil is a bit pathetic and mean at points; he can't find the clit but has a big dick lol

“Surely, you’ve seen something by Milos Foreman.” Neil held a stack of VHS that needed to be reset. It was mostly older stuff, you saw the worn copy of Persona in the middle. He and Jonathan had a heated argument (or discussion, as they referred to it) about why the customer would stop watching in the middle, but you understood. Only the men deeply involved in film could possibly enjoy something so bad. Too trained to think black and white meant that it was a good movie automatically.

You shrugged, continuing to put the tapes on the shelf. “Never heard of him.” Paisa slid in right next to the edge of the shelf and The Red and The White. Only this place would have a section dedicated to foreign language war films. Like it would kill him to buy a copy of Shrek 2.

He nearly dropped the tapes on the counter and looked at you as if you just admitted to a horrible crime. “How have you never heard of him? One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest? The Fireman’s Ball? ” Just because you heard of the movie didn’t mean you knew every production assistant’s name. You watched movies for fun. They just weren’t your taste.

“More like The Fireman’s Balls.” You stifled a laugh at your own joke, though Neil was far from impressed or amused at all.

He put a tape into the rewinder and shook his head. “We’re gonna fix that. This Saturday.”

“Can’t do this Saturday.” He continued his quite bewildered stare at you. Of course, he forgot. “It’s your little Star Wars marathon night.”

He nodded with realization. “Right.”

His slight frown made you feel guilty, as it always did. Somehow, the grown man always managed to use puppy eyes on you successfully. “We’ll watch them. Soon.” He continued to rewind the tapes with a smile.

Star Wars wasn’t exactly your cup of tea. Boring was the descriptive term that rested on the tip of your tongue whenever the topic was brought up in the store. Not that you would ever admit that out loud. All three of them gave you a college-level lecture when you suggested that the Chanel boots-wearing Luke might have been into men. God forbid you had fun.

The costumes for women were slim, at least they were on Amazon. Your options were Padme, Leia, Rey, or some random obscure character from a show or cartoon you’d never heard of. A part of you wanted to make felt ears and be Jar Jar Binks just to piss them off.

There was still a way to mess with them, Neil especially. Hopefully, the extra you paid for overnight shipping was worth it and actually pulled through.

By Saturday, you walked into Gumshoe with a large coat covering your costume. You braided your hair to the best of your abilities, trying to get as accurate as possible. The fabric of the costume was uncomfortable, digging into your skin and surely leaving marks you’d feel for days after.

Nerds crowded the small store, much more than usual. It was events like this one that made you reconsider your employment and how much you were a fan of movies in general. A Darth Vader brushed by you with a red solo cup of beer. Not many women were there, other than a few of the regulars dressed as Padme and Ahsoka.

Neil, in Han Solo’s iconic white shirt with the navy blue vest (the version from Return of the Jedi ), waved you over to join the couch with him, Jonathan, and Lucian. A New Hope was in the VHS player and ready to start, the original cut before George Lucas made revisions of course. He was so proud of winning the Etsy bid for the original set of VHS tapes.

You dropped the coat as you walked over and draped it on the front counter, locking eyes with the group as the costume was finally revealed: The bikini Leia wears at the beginning of Return of the Jedi. A part of you was anxious about the amount of skin you were showing and the people who were staring daggers into you. All you cared about was Neil’s reaction.

None of them said a word as you sat down on the couch next to them. “So, when’s this movie going to start?” Three pairs of eyes just looked back at you, more specifically, how your breasts bounced when you sat down and the thin straps that held the cloth that covered your panties. All you wore to work were t-shirts and jeans, along with the occasional tank top that left much to the imagination. You leaned over to the table and took the can of beer that Neil had been drinking, bringing it to your lips.

Neil cleared his throat. “Um, right now, actually.” He called everyone to the couches and rug, made a quick introduction to the night and thanked everyone for coming, then started the movie. You couldn’t help but notice the way his hands were clasped in front of his crotch and the bulge he was trying to hide.

Another person, dressed as Obi-Wan Kenobi in the third film, sat next to you. Only fifteen minutes in, he did the classic “fake yawn” in order to wrap his arm around your shoulders. He wasn’t slick, but as much as you noticed the attempt at flirting, Neil did as well. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, turning his attention back to the movie and trying not to make his glances towards you too obvious.

The can of beer didn’t last you too long, only until they were in the trash compactor. There was no way that you would get through the rest of these movies sober and a half-can of beer wasn’t going to get you there.

You got up and walked to the storage closet, where you knew that a full case of beer was hidden. Finally alone, you pulled out a can and opened it, allowing the lukewarm liquid to coat your throat. The beer was still a bit disgusting, but it got the job done. “What the fuck are you wearing, Princess?”

Neil stood in the doorway, closing the door behind him. You shrugged, even though you knew that he knew you were getting to him on purpose. “I’m participating. You never let me live down the Lord of the Rings night when I wore my regular clothes.”

He sighed and shook his head. “I didn’t mean to whore yourself out and wear practically nothing.”

“It’s accurate, not whoring out. Are you mad that I’m wearing it or that people are looking at me in it? What is it, Fly-boy?” You crossed your arms, unknowingly pushing your breasts together and creating more cleavage than there already was.

He ran a hand through his hair. “Christ, Y/n.” His hands cupped your cheeks and he pulled you in, crashing his lips against yours. It was a side of him you’d never seen before, his eyes were dark and only focused on you. Your back hit the wall and Neil’s hands traveled lower, pulling the string that held the bra together and ripping fabric until it fell to the floor.

“Now, beg me to fuck you like the whore that you’ve been parading yourself as all night. I know that’s what you want.” His hot breath burned your neck as he trailed his lips from your mouth to your collarbone. His words cut deeply, like nothing you’d expect to come from his mouth. Who knew sweet Neil could turn into this?

You nodded. “Please, Neil. I need you to fuck me. I’ve wanted you for so long.” He moaned against your skin as you spoke and hastily unbuckled his belt, freeing his aching cock. You untied the bottom of your costume and dropped your panties with it.

His chest pressed against yours and you winced as the cold wall came in contact with your bare skin. He wasted no time in lining his tip with your entrance and pushing in, softly moaning into your neck. “You’re so warm. You’re not a whore, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that. Fuck.”

So, he really was all talk. Once he felt the touch of a woman, he became a needy mess. “It’s okay, Neil. Just, ah!” It was now that you finally understood the saying about nerdy boys and the size of their cocks, feeling him hit spots you didn’t know existed. You only hoped that the ongoing battle within whatever galaxy or solar system was louder than both of your unholy gasps and moans.

You would never hear the end of it if Jonathan or Lucian heard. They gave you enough shit for Neil’s unbelievably obvious crush on you that you chose to avoid on behalf of keeping peace in the store. Clearly, you had failed miserably in that aspect. Look at Neil’s cute face.

Not to mention his cock. The same cock currently driving into you and knocking the wind from your lungs. Neil fucked into you like he was on a time limit, chasing his climax and nearly sinking his teeth into your bare shoulder. “Your tits are mesmerizing.” You held back a laugh at his comment, reaching down to your clit before he slapped your hand away. “No, let me do it.”

A part of you wanted to deny it, but you let him. He blindly reached down and rubbed your labia, thinking he was on the money. You squeezed your eyes shut and gently guided his fingers to your clit, jolting when he found the right spot. “Oh, Neil…so good.”

His pace slowed and became less controlled. “I’m so close, sweetheart.”

“You’ll pull out, right?” He bit his lip and nodded. By the way he held tightly onto your hips and breathed in your scent, you knew that he barely heard your request.

The suspicion turned into fact when he stilled, pushing himself further into you as he came. “I’m sorry, baby. I’ll pay for the pill. You’re just…so warm.”

You nodded along with him, not caring as you crossed the finish line as well. As you both came down from the high, the realization kicked in. He tucked himself in his boxers and buttoned his pants. You picked up your shirt, well, bra. The straps were broken. “Shit, Neil. I can’t wear this.”

He furrowed his brows, then rummaged through one of the boxes in the corner of the room. A large, baby blue t-shirt with the Gumshoe logo on it was in his hands. “Put this on. Say you got too cold.”

You caught the shirt and put it on, watching the fabric fall to your knees. “Great.”

“You still look sexy.” He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked you up and down.

You rolled your eyes. “What does Leia say to Han Solo? Nerf-Herder? You’re that."

#cillian murphy x reader #neil lewis x reader #neil lewis x you #watching the detectives #cillian murphy #odiesdayoff

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kakusu-shipping · 1 year ago

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Emile Hides - He/She

Agender - Fray/Panromantic - Asexual - Polyam

24 years old

Autistic - OCD - Anxiety

Age Regressor - Permakid - Age Locked

Proship - Self Ship - Fudanshi

Art Tag: Emile’s Arts

Writing Tag: Emile’s Writing

Edit Tag: Emile's Edits

This is my Ship and Let Ship blog where I post about ships I like, Self Ship as loudly as possible, write X Readers curated to me and me alone, and ramble about my F/Os in the tags of other people’s posts.

Full F/O list under the cut (Very Long)

Romantic F/Os

Koro-Sensei - Assassination Classroom

Toshinori Yagi (All Might) - My Hero Academia

Nezu - My Hero Academia

Mashirao Ojiro + Neito Monoma + Hitoshi Shinso - My Hero Academia

Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fatgum) + Kendo Rappa - My Hero Academia

Atsuhiro Sako (Mr. Compress) + Jin Bubaigawa (Twice) - My Hero Academia

All For One - My Hero Academia

Makarov Dreyar - Fairy Tail

Toma E. Fiore + Mako - Fairy Tail

Jackpot - Fairy Tail/OC

Zanoba Shirone - Jobless Reincarnation

Leuvis - The Promised Neverland

Kyube - Madoka Magica

Ginko - Mushishi

Takashi Morinozuka - Ouran Highschool Host Club

Kometani Chushaku + Naruse Shisuto - Komi Can't Communicate

Masato Hanzawa - Sasaki and Miyano/Hirano and Kagiura

Gonzaburo Taishiro - Sasaki and Miyano/Hirano and Kagiura

Franky Franklin - Spy X Family

Riri - Romantic Killer

Junta Hayami - Romantic Killer

Harunobu Nikaidou - March comes in like a Lion

Otsu + Minegishi - Manly Appetites

Muta - The Cat Returns

Scorpia - She-Ra

Bismuth + Peridot + Lapis - Steven Universe

Eda Clawthorn + Raine Whispers - The Owl House

Hieronymus Bump - The Owl House

Good Billions + Bad Billions - Kipo and the age of the Wonderbeasts

Tad Mullholand - Kipo and the age of the Wonderbeasts

Ruby Gloom + Skull Boy - Ruby Gloom

The Snork - Moominvalley 2019

Lynn Angel + Nick Hoult - All Saints Street

Teddy - Bob's Burgers

Cecil Heimerdinger - Arcane

Sisu - Raya and the Last Dragon

Zack Binspin - Moshi Monsters

Allhands - Drawga

Gyorik Rogdul + Grendan Highforge + Rosé - Drawtectives

James - Pokemon Anime

N - Pokemon Black/White

Lillie - Pokemon Sun/Moon

Molayne + Sophocles - Pokemon Sun/Moon

Guzma - Pokemon Masters

Milo + Gordie - Pokemon Sword/Shield

Jacq + Saguaro + Salvatore + Hassel - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

Kieran + Drayton - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

Hydreigon - Pokemon Black/White2

Chesnaught - Pokemon XY

Inteleon - Pokemon Sword/Shield

Armarouge (Charlos) - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

Sirfetch'd - Pokemon Journeys

Captain Pikachu - Pokemon Horizons

Heracross - Monster Mind

Smeargle + Kecleon - Monster Mind

Mario + Luigi - Super Mario

C.Q. Cumber - Splatoon 2

Mr. Grizz - Splatoon 3

Jel La Fleur - Splatoon 3

Isabelle + Tom Nook + Redd + Brewster - Animal Crossing

Papyrus - Undertale

Vulkin - Undertale

Swatchlings - Deltarune

Viktor Humphries - Slime Rancher

Dick Gumshoe - Ace Attorney

Raymond Sheilds - Ace Attorney

Phineas Flilch - Ace Attorney

Hifumi Yamada + Celestia Ludenburgh - Danganronpa 1

Teruteru Hanamura - Danganronpa 2

Toko Fukawa + Genocide Jack - Danganronpa UDG

Ryoma Hoshi + Gonta Gokuhara - Danganronpa V3

Monokuma - Danganronpa series

Shirokuma - Danganronpa series

Kyle Klim (K) + Luna - Virtue's Last Reward

GTM-CM-G-OLM - Virtue's Last Reward

Kazuaki Nanaki + Hitori Uzune - Hatoful Boyfriend

The King - Hatoful Boyfriend

Zenyatta - Overwatch

Ramattra - Overwatch

B.O.B. + Bars - Overwatch

Maximillien - Overwatch

Lynx17 - Overwatch

Iggy - Overwatch

Toy Freddy + Funtime Freddy - Five Nights at Freddy's AU

Nightmare Fredbear - Five Nights at Freddy's 4

Sun - Five Nights at Freddy's Security Breach

Leshy - Inscryption

Magnificus - Inscryption

Theodore DaCabe (The New Prince) - Chzo Mythos

Anna (The Huntress) - Dead by Daylight

Al-An - Subnautica Below Zero

Candyman - Lethal League

Gabocha - Suikoden 2

Richmond - Suikoden 2

Neclord - Suikoden 2

Luca Blight - Suikoden 2

Andras - Hell's Library

Jill Wolcott - Wayward Children

Reed + Leigh - Middlegame

Queerplatonics+

Aguri Yukimura - Assassination Classroom - Queerplatonic

Mei Hatsume - My Hero Academia - Queerplatonic

Reedus Jonah - Fairy Tail - Queerplatonic

Pantherlily - Fairy Tail - Queerplatonic

Peridot - Steven Universe - Queerplatonic

Nemona - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Queerplatonic

Raifort - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Queerplatonic

Bowser - Super Mario - Queerplatonic

Cobb - Animal Crossing - Queerplatonic

Genocider Syo (Genocide Jack/Jill) - Danganronpa UDG - Queerplatonic

Winston - Overwatch - Queerplatonic

Goobert - Inscryption - Queerplatonic

Neito Monoma + Hitoshi Shinso - My Hero Academia - Metamours

Naruse Shisuto - Komi Can't Communicate - Metamour

Minegishi - Manly Appetites - Metamour

Baron Humbert Gon Gikkingen - The Cat Returns - Metamour

Nick Hoult - All Saints Street - Metamour

Brassius - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Metamour

Princess Peach + Princess Daisy + Prince Peasely - Super Mario - Metamours

Shuu Iwamine - Hatoful Boyfriend - Metamour

Maugaloa Malosi - Overwatch - Friends with Benefits

Abra - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits

Grovyle - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits

Buizel - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits

Rhydon - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits

Sandslash - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits

Lucario - Monster Mind - Friends with Benefits

Drayden - Pokemon Black/White - Trainer

Wilkstrom - Pokemon X/Y - Trainer

Salvatore - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Trainer

Clefairy - Pokemon Anime - Partner

Shiintonic - Pokemon Anime - Partner

Stoutland (Rusty) - Pokemon Horizons - Partner

Zweilious - Pokemon Horizons - Partner

Victini - Pokemon Black/White - Partner

Porygon - Pokemon Moon/Platinum - Partner

Mincinno (Nezu) - Pokemon Sword/Shield - Partner

Armarouge (Charlos) - Pokemon Scarlet - Partner

Koraidon - Pokemon Scarlet - Partner

Ogerpon (Clementine) - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Partner

Weavile - Pokemon - Partner

Pumpkinmon + Noblepumpmon - Digimon - Partner

Demidevimon + Devimon - Digimon - Partner

Pompompurin - Sanrio - Emotional Support Animal

Familials

Heatran + Entei - Pokemon - Parents

Marlo + Dora - Animal Crossing - Parents

Ginko + Adashino - Mushishi - Parents

Tony Mario - Mario Movie - Father

Mr. Grizz - Splatoon 3 - Father

William Afton - FNaF Series - Father

Ridley Wizen - Suikoden 2 - Father

Bumi - Avatar: The Last Airbender - Father

Singed - Arcane - Father

Frank Columbo - Columbo - Father

Opal - Pokemon Sword/Shield - Mother

Briar - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Mother

Beware - Pokemon Anime - Mother

Toriel - Undertale - Mother

Reaper Leviathan - Subnautica - Mother

Alder - Pokemon Black/White - Parental Figure

Toadsworth - Super Mario - Parental Figure

Mondatta - Overwatch - Parental Figure

Nezu - My Hero Academia - Parental Figure

Clavell - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Grandfather

Rizzo - Animal Crossing - Grandfather

Craig Cuttlefish - Splatoon - Grandfather

Kaoru Toudou - Baka and Test - Grandmother

Drayden - Pokemon Black/White - Uncle

Aang - Avatar: The Last Airbender - Uncle

Petri - Animal Crossing - Aunt

Elizabeth Afton - FNaF Series - Big Sister

Mitsuki Bakugo - My Hero Academia - Big Sister

Sekijiro Kan - My Hero Academia - Big Brother

Boris Wizen - Suikoden 2 - Big Brother

Micheal Afton - FNaF Series - Big Brother

Molayne - Pokemon Sun/Moon - Big Brother

Jelonzo - Splatoon - Big Brother

James Ratari - The Promised Neverland - Big Brother

Peter Ratari - The Promised Neverland - Little Brother

Victini - Pokemon Black/White - Little Brother

Arven - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Little Brother

Mirai Sasaki (Sir Nighteye) - My Hero Academia - Twin Brother

Kyoya Ootori - Ouran Highschool Host Club - Found Sibling

Cyrus - Pokemon Platinum - Found Sibling

Genji Shimada - Overwatch - Found Sibling

Ramattra - Overwatch - Found Sibling

Micheal Bleak - Wayward Children - Found Sibling

Mario + Luigi - Super Mario - Cousins

Ingo + Emmet - Pokemon Black/White - Cousins

Callie + Marie - Splatoon - Cousins

Sophocles - Pokemon Sun/Moon - Cousin

Samson - Animal Crossing - Cousin

Ira Blood - All Saints Street - Cousin

Cosmog (Nebby) - Pokemon Sun/Moon - Daughter

Amy Rose - Sonic Series - Daughter

Berdly - Deltarune - Daughter

Akito Sohma - Fruits Basket - Daughter

Julie - Jobless Reincarnation - Daughter

Jack + Jill Wolcott - Wayward Children - Daughters

Bede + Allister - Pokemon Sword/Shield - Sons

Pecharunt (Momotaro) - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Son

Joe Kido - Digimon - Son

Rabbid Luigi (Louis) - Mario + Rabbids - Son

Espio - Sonic Series - Son

Neito Monoma - My Hero Academia - Son

Inasa Yoarashi - My Hero Academia - Son

Ichiban Natsuno - Mix; Meisei Story - Son

Black Hat - Villainous - Son

The Collector - The Owl House - Son

Hastur - The Baby in Yellow - Son

Sam - Trick R' Treat - Child

Luz + King + Hunter - Kids

Bowser Jr. + Koopalings - Super Mario - Kids

The Lab Kids - Animal Crossing - Kids

Boss Salmonids - Splatoon 3 - Kids

Warriors of Hope - Danganronpa UDG - Kids

The Monokubs - Danganronpa V3 - Kids

Rosalina - Super Mario - Niece

Sonic + Tails - Sonic Series - Nephews

Jelfonzo - Splatoon - Nephew

Katsuki Bakugo - My Hero Academia - Nephew

Snufkin - Moominvalley 2019 - Nephew

Laxus Dreyar - Fairy Tail - Grandson

505 - Villainous - Grandson

Zanoba Shirone - Jobless Reincarnation - Student

The Squidbeak Splatoon - Splatoon - Family

The Rising Volt Tacklers - Pokemon Horizons - Family

Wonderworld Inhabitants - Balan Wonderworld - Family

Danganronpa V3 Cast - Danganronpa UDG - Family

The Fairy Tail Guild - Fairy Tail - Family

Class 3-E - Assassination Classroom - Family

Fatfam - My Hero Academia - Family

League of Villains - My Hero Academia - Family

The Sohmas - Fruits Basket - Family

The Evil Slasher Orphanage - Various - Family

Besties

Toshimitsu Kubo - Baka and Test

Shoko Kirishima - Baka and Test

Irina Jelavic + Tadaomi Karasuma - Assassination Classroom

UA Teachers - My Hero Academia

Lucy's Celestial Spirits - Fairy Tail

Samuel - Fairy Tail

Yuuko Ichihara + Kimihiro Watanuki + Shizuka Domeki - XXXHolic

The Host Club - Ouran Highschool Host Club

Ritsu Sohma - Fruits Basket

Makoto Katai - Komi Can't Communicate

Miyano Yoshikazu + Sasaki Shuumei - Sasaki and Miyano

Hanazawa Masato - Sasaki and Miyano

Kuei - Avatar: The Last Airbender

Entrapta + Hordak - She-Ra

Grime + Sasha - Amphibia

Iris + Misery + Frank and Len - Ruby Gloom

The Joxter - Moominvalley

Flug Syls - Villainous

Jessie + Meowth + Wobbuffet - Pokemon Anime

Cheren + Bianca - Pokemon Black/White

Hau + Gladion - Pokemon Sun/Moon

Dendra + Miriam - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

Team Star - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

The Leauge Club - Pokemon Scarlet/Violet

Grimer - Monster Mind

Elvin Gadd - Super Mario

Metal Mario + Gooigi - Super Mario AU

Doctor Mario + Mr. L - Super Mario AU

Pearl + Marina - Splatoon

Spyke - Splatoon

The Mad Scientist Team - Animal Crossing

Chara - Undertale

Kris - Deltarune

Chihiro Fujisaki + Kiyotaka Ishimaru + Mondo Owada - Danganronpa 1

Kazuichi Soda - Danganropa 2

Ultimate Imposter + Ryoma Mitarai - Danganronpa 3

Hiroko Hagakura + Yuta Asahina + Taichi Fujisaki - Danganronpa UDG

The Nightmare Animatronics - Five Nights at Freddy's 4

Bonbon - Five Nights at Freddy's; Sister Location

Moon - Five Nights at Freddy's; Security Breach

Helpi - Five Nights at Freddy's; Security Breach RUIN

Huggy Wuggy + Mommy Long Legs - Poppy Playtime

Jamison Fawks (Junkrat) + Mako Rutledge (Roadhog) - Overwatch

Youngster Squad (All heroes in their early 20's) - Overwatch

Team Talon - Overwatch

Nina - Suikoden 2

Klaus Windmier + Sierra Mikain - Suikoden 2

Claire + Brevity + Hero + Ramiel - Hell's Library

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