I’m so obsessed with the relationship Ace Attorney has with the color blue so i wrote a really shitty underdeveloped analysis on it. Apologies if it’s out or character or wrong or the grammar is fucked up, I’m new to this type of thing.
I just think it’s so interesting how Phoenix is blue and edgeworth is red like obviously “oh haha redblue gays” trope but like I think about how blue specifically is the color of loyalty and red is the color of passion, and blood and aggression despite the fact that edgeworth cold and calculating(or he at least appears to be) and he’s passionate about prosecuting to a fault, he falls to fully consider the truth in his passion and pays for it with the blood on his hands of his possibly false convictions. He’s constantly draped in the blood of his past.
whilst blue is a calming color associated with high class yet Phoenix is loud and crude and a rookie nobody art student. I doubt I need to go into the specifics about his loyalty honestly lmao.
But the color language extends so much farther then just them.
I think so much about how Trucy goes from pink to blue as she aged and is no longer Zak’s daughter but Phoenix’s and adopts his signature color to visually establish this.
I THINK ABOUT HOW PHOENIX HAD A PINK SWEATER THE FIRST TIME HE APPEARS IN COURT I THINK ABOUT HOW HE WORE THAT PINK SWEATER WHEN HE DECIDED HE WAS GOING TO STUDY LAW.
I THINK ABOUT HOW KRISTOPH HAS A BLUE SUIT AND RED TIE AND SUPPOSEDLY HATES PHOENIX’S GUTS, THERES SO MUCH IMPLICATION HERE HOW HE DRESSES EXACTLY LIKE HIM. HIS JEALOUSY HIS ENVY HIS INABILITY TO BE PHOENIX, IN ALL HIS FAME AND RENOWN AND LOVE, HIS BLINDING LOVE FOR THE PEOPLE AROUND HIM AND RENOWN FOR HIS ACCOMPLISHMENTS.
I THINK SO FUCKING OFTEN ABOUT HOW THE PROSECUTORS BADGE IN MEJI ERA JAPAN IS BLUE AND THE DEFENSE BADGE IS RED.
I THINK ABOUT HOW KAZUMA HAS RED ACCENTS AND RYUNOSUKE HAS BLUE.
I THINK SO MUCH ABOUT HOW RYUNOSUKE HAS BLUE ACCENTS YET HES A DEFENSE LAWYER AND KAZUMA HAS RED ACCENTS DESPITE STARTING OFF AS A DEFENSE LAWYER AND TURNING INTO A PROSECUTOR AND THEN KEEPS THOSE RED ACCENTS…
I think about,
how the colors switched at some point.
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You know what’s funny?
When I first joined the fandom and rejoined it years later, my fave character was Connor, not Gavin.
The only reason my name is what it is now is because I was really into reed900 at the time and I loved the phrase so that’s why I used it.
The only reason I love Gavin now as much as I do is because I fell in love with his character.
I was never into him in the beginning when the game came out. It was Connor. Predictable, I know.
Before rejoining, I already knew of Gavin’s reputation and subsequent hatred of him by the fandom. I couldn’t have given less of a shit because I didn’t care about his character but rejoining the fandom and coincidentally being into reed900 got me to delve more into his character, follow people who liked him etc.
And I came to my own conclusion that “hey, this character is severely misunderstood and is clearly being hated by people who are projecting their own biases and issues onto him”
I’ve been in a fandom previously that did that to another character so as soon as I saw it being repeated, I was like “no, this is absolute bullshit”
That’s why I will continue to love this character. Because no matter how many people want to act like they’re “holier than thou” for hating a character who is not nice all the time, I see through it all.
I see a character who is hated for certain actions, even though that other characters commit those actions as well (sometimes even worse) which is straight up hypocritical.
I see a character, who compared to other characters, has not even committed a quarter of the atrocities they have but is still considered the worst human being in the entire game.
I see a character who was unfortunately not nice to the fandom fave and is now regarded with extreme hostility because of that.
That’s why I won’t even entertain the people who hate Gavin because I’ve learned about and analysed his character from scratch.
I have no biases or issues clouding my judgement towards a fictional character.
If people don’t care about Gavin, like I didn’t, kudos but with the people who abhor Gavin to the point where the only mention of his character from their mouths is to rave about how much they would love to see him brutally murdered, there’s clearly something deeper there than “this character was a dick” and that should be sorted out irl, not projected onto a fandom that just wants to enjoy a video game.
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Can you write a cute fanfic with belly and jere?
i got carried away... if this is too deep then just send another ask LMAOO
call it what you want babe
lol second thing i've ever written but i've had this idea for SO LONG!! you can totally skip the lines i just thought it was so applicable, this is based on the taylor swift song call it what you want!!
warnings: angst w susannah and mentions of conrad BUT UNBEARABLE FLUFF AFTER BEGINNING!! IT GETS CUTE IM SORRY I GOT CARRIED AWAY
paring: jeremiah fisher and belly conklin
word count: 749
premise: takes place the summer belly and jeremiah get together, so basically after season 2 (basically canon complicit?)
all the jokers dressing up as kings; they fade to nothing when i look at him
it had been eight weeks since susannah fisher had died. it had been fourteen weeks since belly had broken up with conrad.
but it had been four weeks with jeremiah fisher.
belly realized shortly after reconnecting with the brothers that jeremiah had loved her. he had loved her more true, and more pure than anyone ever did.
and i know i make the same mistakes every time; bridges burn, i never learn
her life came to a devasting halt. people have come and go in her life, but susannah was someone who loved her from the moon to saturn. she always repeated that she was destined for one of her boys, but never understood jeremiah's undying fire for belly.
at least i did one thing right. i did one thing right.
so here she was, fingers interlocked as they walked down the boadwalk of cousins beach, wrapping up their time out. jeremiah looked down at the girl he had loved for so long, ocean eyes adoringly meeting hers. he asks, "d'you wanna find a keepsake for tonight?" she smiles up at him, barely focusing on his words. his language was entangled with the blaring sounds of the rides and people around them. nodding, he leads her to the ring toss stand and purchases 6 rings for the each of them.
as easy as it was to love jeremiah, it was hard to win at ring toss.
i'm laughing with my lover; making forts under covers
jeremiah had gotten a ring to stay on a bottle, and the worker asked what prize he had wanted. he gestured to belly, "pick any one you want, bells." she points to the giraffe.
as she walked with him to the cousins beach house they all loved, she made a mental note.
trust him like a brother
as complicated as her life was, she needed someone who would be her anchor. she needed the boy who let her feelings run wild, but would still tie her to home. she unlocked the door to the cozy abode, leaving the keys on the seashell hooks.
the air was reminiscent of moments she had had with susannah, conrad, her mother, steven, taylor, and even cam.
yeah, you know i did one thing right.
she let the thoughts clear her head, and let her heart lead her. jeremiah had taken off his shoes and turned on the tv, opting to play music instead of turning on a movie. belly sits the giraffe down on the kitchen island, slumping over slightly as she prepared dinner.
"what are you gonna name him?" jeremiah asks, walking over to her. his hands meet her sides, resting comfortably on her hips, pressing light kisses on her cheek and neck.
she poured the uncooked pasta into boiling water, then turned to face him. "i'm not sure yet," she giggles, choosing to lightly bump his nose with her finger.
"you don't have to decide yet," he kisses her forehead. "we have all the time in the world."
starry eyes sparking up my darkest night
and they did. as jeremiah prepared their pasta, belly couldn't help but feel that everything in her life was worth it if she got to be with him. exciting nights alone couldn't even fathom replacing the most mundane nights with jeremiah fisher.
my baby's fit like a daydream, walking with his head down
plating their food and mixing a fruity concoction for both of them to drink, jeremiah grabbed the unnamed giraffe. belly sat on the couch close to jeremiah, and he pulled her closer. he wrapped his arms around her, cradling both her and the stuffed animal in his arms. the food was abandoned on the table as they laid together. for all the mistakes that she had made, for all the trouble they had gone through together, it had all amounted to this.
"jeremiah, have i ever told you how lucky i am to be with you?" she asked, nervously. he looked stunned, perplexed that she would say something like this. his features softened as he answered, "bells, you don't have to."
i'm the one he's walking to
"i think i'll never truly comphrehend how lucky i am to be with you." he pauses, looking at her. his pupils would morph into hearts if they could.
this was their ending.
so call it what you want, yeah, call it what you want to.
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