#let Apollo be the boss for once

[kora-kat]

Ace attorney swap au with veteran lawyer Apollo Justice and his two apprentices; Phoenix, who thinks he can fix everything and Kristoph, who needs to be put on a watch list

[supercrazyangel4]

The thing I've always loved most about aa4 is how much darker the tone is than the rest of the series in a way that isn't just edgy for the sake of it, but subverts your expectations from the original 3 games in a really interesting way. The trilogy was built upon the trust Phoenix had in others, and it was something we as players could almost always feel certain in. AA4 flips this on its head and makes it so Apollo effectively can't trust anyone but himself.

Your mentor, who the in the trilogy was a paragon of wisdom you could always turn to no matter what, gets revealed to be the culprit and sent to jail in the first trial and by the end of the game his list of crimes has stacked high but you still have so few answers on why he did any of it.

Your boss, the goofy protagonist of the trilogy, is now inexplicably a washed-up, disgraced, cheating poker player with an implied drinking problem who seemingly found a new hobby in evidence forgery and jury rigging.

He has a codependent relationship with his daughter, your assistant, who usually is a completely innocent and hapless victim of circumstance. She sees herself as the provider for the house and will help her father cheat at poker, or forge evidence, or guilt trip the poor attorney they knowingly screwed of out of a job into working for them for dirt cheap.

The detective, the only other returning main character, a previous assistant, is completely changed since we last saw her. In the trilogy she was chipper and bright despite the hardships she faced, and now she's unfriendly and burned out, turned bitter by the world. The scene we're first properly introduced to her in Apollo genuinely spends several minutes thinking his boss is making him bribe her with cocaine.

Every single defendant is a criminal guilty of something other than what they're charged for. Each case centers around an underground black-market poker ring, a mafia family and medical malpractice, a smuggling ring, and a family of forgers and an incredibly shady troupe of magicians. The one thing all of these people have in common is that none of them will tell you literally anything about what's happening, half of them clearly reveling in being as big of cryptic assholes as possible.

The only person who doesn't fit this description is, for once, the prosecutor. Usually your biggest obstacle and the most morally corrupt of the main cast, he's the only person who's both 100% on the side of truth and on the same page as you for the entire game. He's just as clueless as you, being used nothing more than a chess piece just like you are.

But the truly masterful thing about AA4 is how morally grey it is. These characters aren't just one note villains. They're not even villains at all. Most of them aren't even malicious.

Your boss, for all the low levels he stoops to, is underneath it all the same guy he's always been, doing everything he can to bring a criminal to justice and protect his family. Your assistant is a sweet girl who truly cares about you, she's just prioritizing herself and her fathers safety before anything else. The detective is the same passionate and kind woman under everything else. The rest of the defendants are genuinely well-meaning young people who got involved in shady stuff they didn't fully understand.

The game is filled with good people trying to make the best of bad circumstances. The game has just as many fun moments as the original trilogy. For all it's rough appearance, the game has a similar heart. For every unanswered question or unrighted wrong, there's a smile or a hope for a better future. For every bad action, there's usually someone trying their best behind it. The game is melancholic and dark, but isn't afraid to let good shine through. It knows there's no shadows without the light.

[wtfwriter]

I Promise - Clarisse La Rue x F!Reader

Reader Age: 16-17

Reader Godly Parent: Poseidon

Synopsis: Reader has just returned from the Labyrinth onto a battlefield. In an adaptation of the Battle of the Labyrinth, the Reader is faced with their own internal battle and wonders if keeping their relationship with Clarisse a secret is truly worth it, as well as facing the realities of war and its implications for their little brother.

Word Count: 3197 (I had thoughts and suddenly there were words on a google document. I had nothing to do with this.)

Preface:

Some of the lines and dialogue are written directly or slightly changed lines from Rick Riordian’s novel “Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Battle of the Labyrinth.” Not all of this story is originally from me. Majority of these events happen in the order that they occur in the book with some minor tweaks

Also don’t ask me how the prophecy works here okay. I just think Percy deserves a big sister idk

I'm not 100% sure what age Clarisse is in this book, but google says she's about 16-17, so keep that in mind

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Even if pegasi are like neutral territory between Zeus and Poseidon, I never would fully relax while flying on the back of one. I held on tightly to my pegasus the entire time, muttering apologies for my grip to her the whole time. It’s alright, boss, she told me. If you could just let up on my skin, that would be great. 

Once we landed in Camp Half-Blood, I dismounted, petting my pegasus’ snout and apologizing again until she turned with the rest of her friends back towards the stables. Once I turned towards everyone else, Percy seemed to have already shared our story with Chiron and Silenus was arguing with Grover about Pan.

I didn’t pay much attention to this. Not because I didn’t care, but because the lines of half-bloods around Zeus’ fist caught my eye first. I watched as every single half-blood seemed to fall into place, with the Hephaestus cabin maintaining their traps, Apollo and Hermes’ cabins ready with bows in the trees, and Aphrodite kids running around combing people’s hair and straightening their armor.

What I was truly looking for, however, was the Ares cabin, which I found exactly where I knew they would be: the front lines. I surveyed for the girl I had been aching to see since I had left camp, a time that seemed much longer than it probably was. My eyes eventually found her, barking orders at her siblings.

I watched Clarisse move across the lines, prepared for battle and preparing those that stood with her. My eyes moved wherever she moved, never letting up, as if they were people who had finally gotten their first sip of water after years in a desert. I was so focused on her movements, I barely noticed when she finally looked at me.

I wondered if anyone else was following her line of sight, or mine. I wondered if we held the same expressions on our faces. I wondered if anyone could figure out what we were saying.

I love you. I’m sorry we can’t talk right now. Not with what’s happening. Not with this many people around. I will find you after all of this is over.

I promise.

We nodded at each other, faces determined, before we both turned back to our respective duties. I watched as each of my friends dispersed to do what they had to: Annabeth with her siblings, Tyson with the Hephaestus kids, and Grover went over to Juniper.

“Both of you, stay with me,” Chiron spoke. “I want you to wait so we know what we are dealing with. You must go where we need reinforcements.”

Percy and I nodded at him. “I saw Kronos,” Percy suddenly said. “It was Luke.. but he wasn’t…”

“He had golden eyes, yes? To merge with a mortal body would be… arduous. I’m not sure how he could have merged with Luke’s form without it burning into ash,” Chiron wondered aloud.

I chimed in, “Kronos said he had prepared the body.”

“I fear what that can mean. Perhaps it will limit his power, being in a mortal form.”

“Chiron,” Percy’s voice was laced with worry. “What if Kronos is leading this attack?”

“He is not,” Chiron replied, incredibly sure. “I would sense if he was drawing near. I believe you have… inconvenienced him when you two pulled his throne room on top of him.” He paused. “You two and your friend Nico, son of Hades.”

Percy looked down at the ground as I spoke. “We know we should’ve told you. It’s just—”

“I understand why you did not tell me. You felt responsible. You sought to protect him. However, if we are to survive this, we must be able to trust each other. We must —”

Chiron was cut off by the sudden wavering of the Earth. I heard Clarisse yell, “Lock shields!”

Then the Titan Army was upon us.

At first, all I saw was the Laistrygonians. Beckendorf yelled orders to fire the catapults, one of which fired a boulder that took one of them down. Arrows flew through the air. Campers gathered to bring down the remaining giants. I watched as Clarisse yelled even more orders.

Just when it seemed we were winning, another wave came out of the Labyrinth, this time of dracaenae. They were completely covered with battle armor, carrying nets and spears. I watched as some fell into traps while others were battling with campers. I looked for Clarisse again, finding her in a locked fight with one of the reptilian women.

I thought about how unfair this all was. How we were all just kids. How we were forced into this war. How all of this hate and pain was caused by hunger for power. 

I thought about how badly I wanted to take Percy away from all of this. How every day I wanted to get him away from his prophecy. How I wanted more than anything for him to be a little kid again.

I thought about how much I wanted to do with Clarisse. How beautiful she was. How she never failed to be the person I could always return to. How she promised me the world and I promised her the universe and it was still less than the both of us deserved.

I thought about how different my life could be if we were brave enough to change it. Maybe being a half-blood wasn’t something we wanted or something we could change. But, we didn’t need to be hiding anymore. It all seemed so stupid now, in the face of life and death,

Suddenly, a hellhound burst out of the opening and Chiron was yelling. “GO!”

Percy and I ran towards the hellhound. All I could see was horrifically clear images in the midst of a blur. Past friends and siblings fighting on opposing sides. Monsters disintegrating whilst others yelled triumphantly. I watched as Nico summoned a dozen undead warriors in various army attire before crumbling to the floor.

“Nico!” I yelled.

“Go! I’ll get the hellhound. You make sure he’s okay!” Percy yelled, running off as I slowed down. I pivoted to Nico, getting on my knees beside him.

“You okay?” I yelled over the commotion of battle.

“Yeah…” he panted. “Go, there’s more of them. You need to help.”

I looked up and got my first full look at everything that was happening. At the gruesome sights of battle. I watched as campers defended their home, the one place they were meant to be safe. I nodded to Nico before getting up.

I almost started to run back where Percy had gone when I heard Grover. He and Juniper were desperately trying to stop a fire that was getting dangerously close to Juniper’s tree. I rushed over, seeing Percy do the same.

I wasn’t sure what to do and by the look on his face, Percy didn’t either. The closest water source was nearly half a mile away, and we didn’t have petrified seashells here. All we could do was concentrate, praying to Poseidon, until I felt a pull in my gut. Suddenly, a wall of water appeared through the trees, dousing the fire. I sighed in relief, glad at least one crisis was averted.

Suddenly, a screech filled the air, followed by the sound of loud flapping wings. Kampê shot into the sky from the labyrinth entrance. Her right hand carried Ariadne’s string until her belt of animal heads rotated to the lion. She stuck the string into the lion’s maw. Safe keeping, I suppose.

Kampê drew her twin swords, which seemed to be dripping with poison. Chiron sent an arrow through the sky towards her, which she sensed as she moved at the last moment. Campers started to run away in fear.

“No! Stay and fight!” Tyson yelled, before being promptly slammed to the ground by a hellhound. They went rolling away.

Kampê landed on the Athena tent and Percy and I ran after her. Annabeth appeared on Percy’s side.

“This might be it,” she said.

“Could be,” Percy replied.

“Okay… morbid,” I muttered under my breath, but neither of them seemed to hear me, or acted like they didn’t.

“Nice fighting with you, seaweed brain.”

“Ditto.”

We all rushed towards Kampê, who lashed at us with her swords. My eyes burned from the poison lacing the blades. My lungs couldn’t seem to fully fill with air.

“We need help!” I yelled.

But there was no one to help. Either each half-blood was locked in their own fight or was too afraid to move towards us.

“Now!” Annabeth yelled, and all three of us rushed in at different angles. But it wasn’t enough. Kampê’s belt of animals snapped at me and I went back trying to not get bitten. 

Suddenly, I was on my back, ears ringing and head spinning. I couldn’t breathe due to a heavy weight. I opened my eyes to see Kampê’s leg on my chest, Percy pinned under the other, and Annabeth thrown off to the side, dazed and not getting up. Kampê raised her sword and I realized this was it. I prayed that Percy would get a fair judgement from the council in the Underworld, that they hadn’t all been bought out by Kronos.

Suddenly, a whirl of black pounced onto Kampê, throwing her off of us and I gasped for air.

“Good girl!” Daedalus called after her. I turned my head and watched as he slashed down monsters, followed closely behind by a friendly face… and many hands.

“Briares!” Tyson called excitedly.

“Hail, little brother!” Briares bellowed back. “Stand firm!”

Briares took up a boulder in nearly each hand, throwing them at Kampê, piling them around her. She was encased within her own makeshift monument taller than Zeus’ fist. By the time he was done, the only evidence that there was an ancient monster inside was from the twin swords still poking out between the stones.

The rocks shifted slightly, slotting into place.

Before I could celebrate that victory, I heard commotion over to the side. I turned just in time to watch Chiron get knocked down from his hind legs, laying on his side. I tried my best to get up, ignoring the ache in my chest from Kampê’s attack. 

As suddenly as I had gotten up to start running towards Chiron, I was back on my knees, covering my ears. The shrill sound seemed to come out of nowhere until I looked over at Grover. His mouth open wide, he seemed to have infinite lung capacity as the sound continued.

The enemies seemed to think better than to stick around after that. I watched dracaenae put down their weapons and sprint towards the labyrinth entrance. I watch laestrygonians rush towards the entrance right after them. More and more of the armies retreated until eventually they all seemed to have gone back underground.

Once the screeching had stopped, the sudden stillness in the air was agonizing. All I could hear was my own breathing as I heaved, still trying to recover from the previous heaviness crushing my lungs. I eventually pushed myself up and grabbed one of Annabeth’s arms with Percy.

I ran with the other two over to Chiron and kneeled in front of him.

“Are you alright? What can I do?”

“Nothing. This is embarrassing,” Chiron chuckled. “Thankfully, we don’t shoot centaurs with broken legs. I’ll be alright eventually.”

“Let me get someone from the medic tent,” Annabeth rushed, already standing up before Chiron stopped her.

“No need, Annabeth. There are far more severe injuries.”

“Guys!” I whipped my head to look for the source of the voice. “Come quick! It’s Nico.”

I shot up, running over to the black heap on the floor. I’d forgotten about him after the intense battle. Dammit.

I got down next to him, looking at his sweaty face. I grabbed his ice cold hands for a pulse.

“He needs nectar! Quickly!” Percy yelled. One of the Ares campers quickly came over with the bottle as I propped Nico up as best as I could onto my knee. Percy dribbled some of the liquid into his mouth. I let out a sigh of relief as he stirred.

“Gods, Nico. I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”

The boy coughed slightly before nodding. “Never tried to summon so many at once before. I’ll be okay.” He turned his head to look beside me. “Daedalus.”

I looked over at the man as Mrs. O’Leary loomed behind him, licking his wounds that were leaking oil. Freaky.

Percy and Daedalus spoke as I tried to convince Nico to rest for a moment. Of course, he refused. I shook my head at him. “One day, you'll have to stop being so stubborn,” I told him.

He rolled his eyes, but smiled slightly. “Bianca would say the same thing. I’ll stop when it doesn’t work for me anymore.”

“But Daedalus,” Percy said. “Even without the string, Kronos’ army still has a way into camp.”

“You’re right,” Daedalus sighed. “As long as the Labyrinth is here, your enemies can use it. And so, the labyrinth can no longer continue.”

Annabeth stepped forward. “But, you said the Labyrinth was connected to you. If the labyrinth’s gone –”

“Yes, Annabeth. I too will be gone. And so, I have a present for you.”

Daedalus removed his satchel from his back and pulled out his laptop, engraved with a greek delta, and handed it to Annabeth. “That holds several designs of mine. Some unfinished, some I think you’ll find interesting, others I felt could never be in the mortal world. I'm positive you will find some things useful there.”

Annabeth was speechless. “This… This is priceless. And you’re just giving this to me?”

“It is less than you deserve. Less than I should do to atone for my mistakes.”

As Daedalus spoke of his time coming to an end and accepting whatever punishment he will be given from his judgment in the Underworld, I came to realize just how small we all are. Just how little we are meant to live. How many regrets we still have over such little time.

I looked around at all of the half-bloods scattered around. I saw some over at the medical tent, others scattered just hugging their friends and siblings, some sitting by the ones we lost who had been covered by thin fabrics.

I questioned my own mortality, and Percy’s. We weren’t meant to live forever. We were never going to. But with the little amount of time we both had, how many regrets would we hold with us?

I thought of Clarisse. I thought of how I hadn’t gone up to her before the battle. How I’d always regret that. I thought of how we both decided to keep our relationship a secret. How that was something I didn’t want to do anymore if it meant having to live with regrets. I thought about how I hadn’t seen her since I had joined the battle.

I looked back at the scene before me as Nico pulled out his sword and stepped before Daedalus. After being zoned out for a second, it freaked me out, until I realized Nico wasn’t raising it.

“Your time has long since come. Be released and rest.”

The relief in Daedalus’ eyes was freeing for us all. Knowing that he was truly ready brought us all some consolation. We watched as his body turned to dust.

I took Percy’s hand in mine and gave him a small smile. “I know there’s a lot to do, but there's something I have to do first.”

Percy nodded. “I know,” he said, and for some odd reason, I knew that he fully did, even though he didn’t say it. I looked down as he continued to speak. “You really didn’t have to hide it from me, you know? I was a bit upset about it at first but I think I was more… sad that you felt you couldn’t tell me.”

I looked back into his eyes and breathed out through my nose, smiling softly. “I just didn’t want you to hate me for this. More than just the ‘Clarisse’ part.”

“Oh, well, that part I might hold a bit of a grudge about,” he smiled at me in a way that told me he was joking. “But otherwise, all I care about is that you’re happy.”

We smiled at each other before Percy suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist. It felt like he was just a little kid again, like he was just my little brother, nothing more. It felt like we suddenly weren’t in the middle of a battlefield and there was an ancient monster buried in rubble just a few feet over. It felt like I was back home. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

“I will kill her if she makes you cry.”

We laughed harder than we should have.

He pulls away first, telling me to “get my girl.” I don’t even think twice before turning and starting to run through the battlefield.

I frantically looked around for Clarisse, hoping and praying to every single god that she was okay. I was so frantic that I nearly missed her over by the Ares station, seeming to be ignoring something her brother was saying in favor of looking out at all of the other half-bloods.

I didn’t even think before my feet were moving. Clarisse started to walk around, looking for something. It wasn’t until we made eye contact that I realized it was me she was looking for, when her eyes softened in the way they always seemed to whenever she looked at me, like she was letting go of the anger embedded within her skin and cooling off just a bit.

It didn’t matter to me that we were surrounded by people, and Clarisse made no complaints when my left hand cupped her cheek and my lips met hers. Her arms held my waist as my right arm circled around to hold the back of her neck. I could feel the sweat that was dripping down from the battle and the adrenaline that was just beginning to crash.

I didn’t realize she was crying until I tasted the saltiness. I withdrew slightly before pecking her lips once more. The thumb of my left hand moved to her cheek and under her eye to wipe the tears.

I didn’t realize I was crying until Clarisse’s left hand left my waist to wipe the tears on the right side of my face. We both laughed slightly, bringing our foreheads together and closing our eyes. I angled my head to kiss her one more time before hugging her properly. She buried her face into my neck and I laughed at how it tickled.

“Gods, we both smell horrible.”

“I know.”

We didn’t speak for a while, soaking up each other, but it still didn't feel like enough.

“I’m glad you’re okay,” she whispered.

“I’m glad you’re okay, too.”

It didn’t matter that everyone at camp could see us and Clarisse didn’t seem to mind it either. There were more important things than reputation right now.

[brodorokihousuke]

On a scale from "felt really bad about drugging Solomon Starbuck that time" to "would’ve beat Kristoph Gavin to death if he ever physically hurt Apollo", what are your opinions / speculations on the morality of canon Clay Terran?

Bringing up the drugging deal is important because people forget about that a lot (I do admittedly... not ignore it, but don't focus on it very hard). However, it makes sense that he was convinced to do so, despite having a (presumably) generally "lawful" morality.

Lets put this into context: You have finally achieved your dream job. This is a very specific job, that requires years and years of training, as well as luck. However, you find out from your boss(?) that there is a threat against your workplace. A repeated threat, that had been made once before, and resulted in a major cover-up as well as the death of one person, and near-death of at least one other. Reporting this threat could have dire consequences, he says. The government could see this as a weak point, perhaps. Was it worth funding something if every attempt at it would get sabotaged? Especially if it was just for science data. Who cares about that. So, for the good of your job, for the good of them all, he asks one thing of you.

Drug your coworker. Drug him, and then carry him out. You'll be safe, he'll be safe. Your job will be safe too, along with those of everyone else working there. You'll be a hero to everyone.

Why wouldn't you want that?

-

To more specifically answer, I think he has a perhaps more malleable morality than Apollo, but not by much. I can see him getting really fucking mad at Kristoph (and anyone who's wronged Apollo), but not to the point of physical violence- I see him having more restraint than Apollo in that regard.

[deathmetalunicorn1]

How would Thor, Loki, Apollo, Hades, Buddha Rudra react to arranged marriage? fem!Raeders (human or go, idc) is a perfect fit for a wife - smart, attentive, attractive, a bit motherly, if possible she can be chubby/busty, how would everything work? (if possible can you write some nsfw stuff?) I sent a lot of love and support 💋

-For many, the thought of an arranged marriage would feel controlling, stifling, like one’s freedom was being snatched away.

-That’s what both you and (Love) had initially thought when you were told that you were to be married, however, your opinions had changed after you both met each other.

-(Love) had never met someone like you before, you were witty, funny, caring and motherly, but also intelligent and you weren’t a pushover by any means, you were feisty, but he liked that.

-You were stunning to him, your looks made his blood run hot, seeing how curvaceous you looked, and pairing your stunning looks with your wonderful personality- you were the perfect person!

-It was you that took a bit longer to warm up to him, as you found him to be almost a little intimidating, being such a powerful god, you felt like you weren’t worthy of being with someone so perfect.

-To (Love), you were the perfect one, and he had started courting you, properly courting you so instead of being a loveless arranged marriage, this union would be one of love and happiness.

-You appreciated his honesty and his attention to you, unlike others in your past who just expected you to roll over and do what you were told, and you loved that he was taking time to woo you.

-Many had learned of this arranged marriage and many were expecting to see both of you looking miserable as you were being forced to do this, but seeing the smiles on both of your faces was quite surprising.

-The ceremony was lovely, and the party afterwards was so much fun, you enjoyed yourself, dancing with your new husband and he loved seeing you so happy as the two of you celebrating the first day of the rest of your lives together.

-Once at home however, (Love’s) switch was flipped, as you had been playfully flirting with each other leading up to the wedding, teasing each other, and now he finally had you.

-The first two days of your honeymoon were spent in bed, as he refused to let you get out of bed, he waited on you hand and foot, getting you anything you needed, food and drink wise, and refused to let you wear any clothes. Other than that, you were having your mind blown by his skillful hands and wicked tongue, bringing you mind blowing pleasure until you were near passing out, begging him to stop. He couldn’t and he didn’t, he adored seeing you writhing beneath him, drunk from pleasure, the pleasure he was giving to you. He couldn’t help it- you were too alluring, and he just wanted to keep drowning in you. He felt like he could have you every day and never get tired of your breathy gasps or hearing you calling out his name in want.

            -Apollo, Rudra, Buddha, and Loki

-You were his queen, his partner, and he treated you as such, putting himself beneath you- you were the leader in this relationship, he would do anything you asked of him. However, that led to some issues during your honeymoon, where he would praise you, showering you with his love, worshipping your perfect body. He told you numerous times that you were the boss, but then when you would beg him to stop pleasuring you, your mind melting from pleasure, he would just grin, almost evilly, and tell you no, going even harder. It would up being a big part of foreplay in your relationship, where you would tell him to do certain things and he would defy you and you were powerless to stop it, not that you minded~

-Thor and Hades

[meep--tm]

found an old twt thread of my apollo maya bestfriendism ideas + dustings of klapollo/franmaya SO HERE IT IS.

maya is one of the only people apollo texts more often than once a week because she always sends like 10 mssgs in response to his 1 and she takes on the heavy lifting of the convo and it makes it sooo much easier for him (notoriously bad texter)

even though they aren't that far apart in age she calls herself his Wise Elder and he lets her because by the time he meets her (trucy introduces them) he's gone to the WAA school of Tolerating A Bad Bit

apollo is very very nervous to meet her initially because she's phoenix's sister and trucy's aunt and he wants to make a good impression but maya senses this and cranks up the goofiness so high during their first meeting that finding her intimidating becomes completely impossible

maya still has a dedicated fan turned full hater grudge against klavier because phoenix doesn't talk about anything ever and she never got the full kristoph story so when she finds out that apollo spends half his time with him she gets CRAZY PROTECTIVE.

eventually apollo confronts phoenix about it like I Know You're My Boss And This Isn't My Business But Communicate With Your Fucking Sister Maybe and the next time he sees maya after that she's like. :) sooooo you and klav.

on the other side of things apollo is TERRIFIED of Prosecutor von Karma because she's so accomplished and stern but he sees her with maya one time and sees her getting all soft and happy and relaxed and the next time he sees maya he's like HOW DID YOU DO THAT. TO HER.

[literallyjusttoa]

My top 7 Apollo exes from Ancient Greece

DISCLAIMER: Though I have done a lot of research of mythology for this, it is based off of the riordanverse version of Apollo. I won't be acknowledging any awful implications in versions of these myths, not because I don't think they're important, but because it simply isn't a part of riordanverse Apollo's characterization in the books. Also I'm not going to mention Copollo. I love Copollo like the rest of you, but sadly that is a Rick Riordan exclusive, and also technically Commodus is an ex from Ancient Rome, not Ancient Greece :3

Ok with that out of the way lets talk obscure and non-obscure Apollo relationships

7. Apollo & Thyia

This one clocks in at number 7 because I love the idea behind it, but it is the most bare bones relationship myth wise. All we really know is Thyia is a priestess of Dionysus and she and Apollo maybe had a kid once. But like, the idea of Apollo dating his brother's priest? Hilarious, A+ stuff. Also, Thyia isn't just one of Dionysus' priests, she is THE priest of Dionysus. She runs his temple in central greece, is thought to have offered the first sacrifice to him, and might have been the first Maenad? Either way this relationship must have been insane. Also she's a nymph so she's definitely still kicking out there, would love for these two to meet again.

6. Apollo & Hyacinthus

Ok ok I know what y'all are thinking. Number 6?? This is like Apollo's number 1 most tragic relationship of all time!!! And yes as an angst lover I do enjoy the pain this relationship brings our boy, but I just feel like there's not many places to go with this relationship besides what we already have. Like Apollo and Hyacinthus were kind of the perfect couple. Which, like, great for them, but it doesn't give me much space to add anything? I guess, great ship, no notes.

5. Apollo & Hypermnestra (& Oikles)

Ok, half the reason this is here is because her name is Hypermnestra. Slay. But also this is a great place to bring up my favorite little headcanon. In a lot of Apollo's relationships, there will be a child, and myths will have different versions with different fathers. Some say it's Apollo, while other's say it's whoever he dated's husband. In this case, myths disagree on whether Amphiaraus was Apollo's son or the son of Hypermnestra's husband, king Oikles (Oikles??? I love these names). The implication here is infidelity, but I disagree. No, I think every time there's confusion over who parentage it's because Apollo was dating both the woman he's said to be with and her husband, and therefore no one knows who ended up, y'know, fathering the child. Anyways Apollo dated both Hypermnestra and Oikles and you can't convince me otherwise.

4. Apollo & Branchus

I like this relationship because in my mind, I always thought it was Apollo's first. In one version of their myth, it is said that Apollo met Branchus after leaving Delos as a dolphin, which I always thought implied this was soon after he established Delphi, which was really early on. Idk something about a young Apollo accidentally revealing his godliness to this boy he really likes is just so sweet to me. And he makes Branchus into a prophet, which is so cool! These two are cutie-patooties is what I'm saying.

3. Apollo & Kyparissos

C'mon, the man died of grief because his deer died. Throughout ToA we learn that deep down Apollo is a mushy ball of emotions and compassion, and that convinced me that these two spent 75% of their relationship crying over baby animals and pretty people. I love the idea of Apollo dating someone who's honestly just as much of a loser as he is. And while it is sad that Kyparissos is another lover Apollo had to turn into a plant, I have to emphasize again that he died of heartbreak, because his pet deer died.

2. Apollo & Cyrene

Listen, these two are boss bitches and you cannot convince me otherwise. In the same way I like Kyparissos bc I feel like he and Apollo are so similar, I like Cyrene bc I feel like, in a lot of ways, these two are very different. Like, don't get me wrong, Apollo can be strong and wild when he wants to be, but Cyrene wrestles lions. I like to think the time these two spent together really helped each of them grow in their own way, which makes for a really fun and interesting relationship. Also, just like Thyia, Cyrene is sometimes referred to as a nymph, so she could still be out there!

1. Apollo & Admetus

The more I think about these two, the more I love them. Admetus meeting Apollo at his lowest and helping him through it. Apollo falling head over heels as a result and doing everything in his power to repay the man. The two of them still holding such strong affection for each other even decades after the time they had together, to the point that Apollo would mess with fate to extend Admetus' life. Apollo's life is full of turmoil, and this period of it was probably the worst, but despite that, his relationship with Admetus seems so steady. The other gods are said to be embarrassed of Apollo's love of Admetus, and I think it's because Apollo loved him in a way that went directly against the values of the gods. Apollo and Admetus' relationship was defined by service and care, filled with selfless intent and genuine love. While many gods give their lovers gifts and special favors, the idea of actually going into servitude for someone you love is as ungodly as you can get. Apollo spent time with Admetus, and he wasn't possessive of him, helping him to find a wife after their time together was through. I think this relationship is a great example of how Apollo, even in his lowest moments, is a genuine and caring person, and how that often separates him from the rest of his family. Also these two are just cute and they both love cows and they're cows in love.

[simplydannie]

Strobe Rageon || Goyle Rageon || Gorgen Rageon || Agni and Apollo

I was working on some other WIPs and request when I began listening to Brianna’s new song and omg! It inspired something. I had to get this WIP out of my head before I went crazy! I can imagine Velvet singing that song… but about her brother and father… because she feels betrayed.

What if, after their adventures in the under city, after reuniting with their father, after taking down Mistress… what if the life of mafia gang was Velvets calling all along? Instead of abandoning the Montegue name, she now embraces it. She learns how to control her ability making her nearly as menacing as her father… so she grows followers. Her target to overrule is not Under Rageous…. No… Her eyes are set to own and rule one place… Mount Rageous.

Velvet looked herself in the mirror…

Her hair dazzled, her make-up radiant… she was back. She was back at the top, back at Mount Rageous… and this time there would be no mistakes. This time she will succeed. The whole Troll fiasco? Well, let’s just say that was taken care of. It was all just a set up according to the media, Velvet was innocent.

There was a knock on her door.

“Five minutes boss.” A Gorgen Rageon peeked his head in.

“Thank you… Now scram.” She demanded. The Gorgen nodded as he closed her door. She looked herself in the mirror again, a smirk coming across her face…. Being a Montegue had its rewards. For so long she had wanted to abandon that name, that burden, but now she was using it towards her advantage.

Her father could run the damn under-city, she didn’t care. What she wanted was Mount Rageous. A year and half ago she was Queen. She had these people eating out of the palm of her hand… but then her stupid brother had to grow a pair and admit their wrong doings.

“Traitor…” she murmured. She hated him, hated him, hated him…. She missed him.

“No Velvet. He’s a traitor. You hate him. HATE HIM!” She screamed at herself. He decided to stay in Under Rageous. He wanted to remain with their dad and fix everything, he wanted to remain with the stupid Troll.

Once they took care of Mistress, once they all faced that near death experience, that’s when their father decided to change….their father wanted them together again…. But the life of the mafia was calling to her, it was looking promising and pleasing…

“It’s a life I thought I had wanted for you…a life drilled into my brain that it was for my own children. I’m sorry. Please don’t go down this path.” Her father had told her. He began to see the desire in her eye, the poison still twisting her brain.

“I’m not a little girl anymore.. I know what I want!!”

She began to search, threaten, steal, kill… that’s how she gained her followers… that’s how she began to become queen of the under city…but that’s not what she wanted. She brought her followers to Mount Rageous where any power dared to threaten her would be met with an iron fist…. It began with the smaller districts up in the upper city. One by one she began taking over…. District by district she began owning Mount Rageous.

“Proud of me now, dad.” She stood up fixing the crown on top of her head. Out of the corner of her eye she saw it…. A picture…. A picture of her and her brother. Why the hell do I still have that? She took it in her hands and gazed on it…. They were happy. In a world that treated them differently, they were all they had. She thought she could trust him their first round up here, she thought that’s what he had wanted… she had done it for him. But no, his heart was never in it. He missed home, he missed dad…. So that’s what he chose…

She knew it would be a matter of time before they came looking for her. Before him and dad came looking. But she was ready. She was done. She was her own boss, she had her own gang now… she kept growing and growing, and nothing was going to stop her. Velvet stepped out her dressing room and came face to face with a Strobe and Goyle Rageon: her hired guards. Funny, they were once hired to capture her and her brother back in the under-city… but now they worked for her…Apollo and Agni.

“Your crowd awaits.” Apollo gestured, skin and hair illuminating the hallway.

“Keep an eye out. I know they’ll be looking for me.” She said as she walked ahead of them, leading the way to the stage.

“We stationed our men around. No one should be getting through.” Apollo replied.

She snarled, “They have the damn Trolls now. They all know how to sneak through.”

“And if we see them, do I ram them?” Agni said, his horns glistening against Apollos light.

“… Hmmm… no. Not yet. Just keep them away from me. I’ll find them… when I’m ready.” She stated.

“Yes, m’am.” They said in unison. They retreated each going there separate way.

Velvet could hear the crowd chanting her name behind the closed door. She closed her eyes and began to take in the essence of it all. Being a succubi she learned she didn’t need any Troll essence to give her what she needed. She began on feeding those around her… it was her drug. Velvet gave them a show and they gave her the euphoria… and she’d soak it all in. She opened her eyes as they glowed again, a maniacal grin on her face.

“Ladies and gentlemen!! She’s back! Back and better than ever!” She could hear the host on the other side of the doors. Today she would sing her new song… a song she wrote for her brother, for her father….the doors opened. The crowd screamed as the lime light was on her…again she absorbed the essence around her… a tingling sensation running through her body….

She stepped out, mic in hand…Thinking of her brother and father, she pulled the mic up to her lips as the song started to play…

“This one for you bro, this one is for you dad.” She spat…. They had picked their poison, so she picked hers…

[minervakarsh]

So I remembered the existence of the “describe it in exactly 9 words” challenge. And I decided: why not do this challenge with EVERY Ace Attorney case? Warning - may be a little cringe. Also no TGAA

1-1: Friends help friends even if said friends are stupid

1-2: You lost your boss but you gained your assistant

1-3: About kids and adults but most importantly about fans

1-4: Save him - from his mentor, his past and himself

1-5: Fighting corruption with science, sisterly love and wriggling plywood!

2-1: A lawyer with no memories is still a lawyer

2-2: Secluded villages produce spirits, murders and deeply traumatized girls

2-3: No one is the villain. Except apparently borderline pedophilia

2-4: Poor Phoenix, you will doubt everyone… except your friends

3-1: He who gets weird clients once himself was one

3-2: A tale of Cinnamon Roll and his foe Spamton

3-3: A shark can be a tiger… a loan shark

3-4: No one wins, except the devil who was arrested

3-5: Of the mountains and the clan and the coffee

4-1: Ace Attorney but Ace stands for the bloody ace

4-2: Full of noodles, doctors, gangsters and thieves of panties!

4-3: A particularly messy concert of Klavier Gavin, now colorized

4-4: Let me take you back to seven years ago

5-1: Finally, at last! The victim actually wrote the message!

5-2: The prosecutor looks more demonic than the actual demon

5-3: My Little Lawyer: Friendship is Magic. Also school! Yay!

5-4: Yeah, I understand Apollo. I would go postal too.

5-5: When you chase phantoms, look who has your back…

5-6: Fish, orcas, penguins, pirates, shanties - and a happy end!

6-1: What to do abroad? Risk your life in court!

6-2: Magic? Troupe Gramarye?? TRUCY AS A DEFENDANT?! HELL YES!!

6-3: Ah, Khura’in. Crispy mountain air, magatamas, prayers, rebels, murders…

6-4: Lots of food, sake and rakugo performances! And Uendo!!

6-5: First a theft… then murders, revolutions, family drama. Classic.

6-6: All friends here! And the case is about love!

I1-1: A dead body? Nah, the folders are more important

I1-2: Edgeworth and his worst nightmare: being surrounded by women

I1-3: Badger madness versus Yatagarasu coolness! Also, Lance is there.

I1-4: Little Franzy! Little Kay! Slightly littler Edgy! CALISTO YEW??

I1-5: At least Manfred was cool. This guy is INSUFFERABLE.

I2-1: Bodyguard? Fake. President? Fake. Tabby? Lloyd. Love this case!

I2-2: A new defense attorney, prosecutor and judge. Full collection.

I2-3: Aw, guys, look! His son is practically him copypasted!

I2-4: Something is wrong. Deeply wrong. Because Excel Document exists!!!!

I2-5: Remember that one little guy? Well, remember him again.

…my reason for making this is unknown to anyone, and especially myself. Enjoy!

[dragons-hoard-of-fandoms]

(Murder Drones Episode 6 spoilers!)

MEDUSA ROBO RAPTORS

Oh thank goodness, Tessa still actually cares about her robots. I was worried she would've gone all "cold and professional" and just treat them like tools to dispose of once they've outlived their usefulness.

Uzi sees a real-life human for the first time and immediately bites it. Never change, ya little gremlin.

Whoa whoa whoa wait, so Cyn is the one who sent the Disassemblers??? Huh. I actually considered that being a possibility a while back. Maybe I've got a bit of Nori's gift of prophecy myself. >:)

YES YES YES UZI CAN ACTIVATE HER WINGS AND TAIL AT WILL I WAS LITERALLY SO WORRIED THEY WERE GONNA SHOOT THAT DOWN SOMEHOW

That awkward moment when you reunite with your dead boss. My heart goes out to all the J fans, I wanted to see more of her too. 😔

SHE WANTS TO HOLD HIS HAND DON'T TOUCH ME I'M WEAK

'Kay bye Tessa, nice knowing you for like five minutes.

Cowboy baby? Cowboy baby.

Wait ew gross, egg spider cowboy baby.

Secret underground society of crazed Drones?? Also forcing them to get high via magnets.

NOOOOO STOP TORTURING N

Oh that's screwed up. That's so screwed up. They're lucky they're robots because there's NO WAY YouTube would let this fly if they were human.

Wait, was that Earth? Is Earth destroyed?? ARE THE DOGS OKAY

I'm starting to see where that "Nori caused the Core Collapse" theory is coming from.

Tessa. Dude. No. I legitimately want to like you but if you're presenting trolley problems like that then you're gonna make that very difficult for yourself.

How to Train Your Dragon moment- Wait, no, never mind. Also blood?? Like actual blood?? From a human???

NO NO NO NO CYN PUT HER DOWN PLEASE PLEASE PUT HER DOWN

Is that the Singularity???

HUGGING!!!!!!!!

SHE'S ASKING HIM "YOU GOOD?" LIKE HE DID TO HER IN EPISODE 2

HAND HOLDING AND BLUSHING HAND HOLDING AND BLUSHING HAND HOLDING AND BLUSHING HAND HOLDING AND BLUSHING

REJOICE NUZI NATION WE HAVE FEASTED WELL THIS DAY

Doll can you please just... not? Also Sonic reference maybe?

V GOT HER GLASSES BACK

CYN NO LEAVE THEM ALONE HAVEN'T YOU ALREADY DONE ENOUGH DAMAGE

NOOOO V WHY WE WERE ALL FINALLY STARTING TO GET ALONG

And yet another episode with no sign of Thad. I'm going to assume he got adopted by a pack of wolves at some point during "Cabin Fever" and is just vibing in the forest with them, which means this post got hit by Apollo's dodgeball of prophecy.

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1257: The Great Ladder and Step Ladder Debate! (Ace Attorney)

2:12 p.m. Outside and Below of Wright Anything Co.......

Apollo: (Let's Out a Very Relaxed Sounding Sigh as He is Seen Walking with his Peers) At long last. We finally made it to a brand new year.

Klavier: (Flips the Side of his Hair Forward with a Laid Back Smile on his Face) I couldn't have said it any better, Herr Forehead. There's so much to look forward to this day of age: new beginnings, new faces to meet, new life changing opportunities-

Ema: And a new set of problems dying to wring their heads at us eventually.

Klavier: (Turns to his Girlfriend Behind Him) Not too excited about this one already, are we Fraülen?

Ema: (Shrugs) Eh. I'm more netural about it if anything. The world can be a cruel mistress if you're not too careful.

Klavier: That is true.

Wocky: (Punds his Fist onto the Palm of his Hand With a Determined Grin on his Face) Then we'll just have face those problems head on and smack 'em out of our faces!

Ema: (Raises an Eyebrow at Wocky) Figuratively or Literally?

Wocky: .........Yes.

Apollo/Ema/Klavier: Wocky!

Wocky: (Holds his Hands Up in Front of his Face with Sheepish Smile) Kidding, kidding. I meant that figuratively. You know i wouldn't tank my family's business like that.

Apollo: Speaking of which, I'm kinda surprised to see the O.G. Cracker closed this time around.

Wocky: Oh that cuz I convinced my folks to give the fellas and I the day off. They work their asses off to provide the greatest muffins and a nice eat n' hangout experience imaginable till the very end of last year. It's only right for them celebrate this ocassion by taking a load off for once.

Ema: (Wraps her Arm Around Wocky's Shoulder) Well, look at you being a cool co-leader to your team~

Klavier: (Happily Nodded in Agreement) Very impressive indeed, Herr Wocky.

Wocky: (Puts on a Proud abd Slightly Cocky Grin on his Face) ('Heh') It was nothing to it for the prince of the Kitaki Clan! Ma's words, not mine.

Apollo: (Snickers a Bit While Rolling his Eyes) Okay then, prince, since we're now here at the office, which game you want us to play first for the day?

Ema: Please don't say any Mario Party titles....or any party related games for that matter.

Wocky: (Smirks at Ema) Afraid you'll lose?

Ema: (Scoffs Playfully Shoves Wocky Off of Her) As if! I just don't wanna start the new year off in utter chaos.

Apollo: You and me both. How about we start with Ultimate MVC 3 instead? (Walks Up the Steps With Everyone Else Following Behind)

Ema: Yeah, sure.

Klavier: Of course.

Wocky: I'm down with that. You know, I never understood how and why your boss and Maya got themselves wrapped up in that game to begin with, Justice.

Apollo: (Shrugs) I'm just as confused about it as you are at this point. (Opens the Office Door and Walks Inside Before Closong it Behind Him and the Others) But I'm sure they'll tell us once we- ask.....them.....

Apollo's eyes slowly starts to widen up in Horror as him and co bear witness at his boss, Phoenix Wright, yelling and arguing with his old assistant, Maya Fey, her younger cousin, Pearl Fey, and Apollo's girlfriend and little sister, Athena Cykes and Trucy Wright, from two seperate sides of the room.

Phoenix: How many times do I have to get this through you girls!? STEP LADDERS ARE JUST LADDERS!!

Maya: And how many times do WE have to tell YOU is that STEP LADDERS ARE THEIR OWN THING!!!

Phoenix: LADDERS!

Ladies: STEP LADDERS!

Phoenix: LADDERS!!

Ladies: STEP LADDERS!!!

Apollo: (Slowly Facepalms Himself in Pure Agony) Oh my god....Of all the times they could've done this, why does it have to be now?...

Klavier: This is uh....Interesting drastic turn of events for the day.....

Wocky: Apollo, what the hell are we watching right now? Some kind of debate?

Ema: ('Sigh') Yeeup. Ladders v. Step Ladders. A battle as old as time itself. (Rolls her Eyes) And the one Pollo and I have to get dragged into on fat too many ocassions....

Klavier: (Raises an Eyebrow in Confusion) But aren't step ladders alrwady part of the ladder family by default?

Ema: Yeah. Always have been. But the girls would always find counter arguments for every statement made. While it's impressive on their part, it only makes the debate itself drag on longer than it already has.

Apollo: It gotten so bad and out of left field that the JUDGE of all people, got involved in one......

Wocky: (Eyes Widened in Disbelief) The same judge in our city? That's insane....

Klavier: I don't believe the countless debates I've encounter in my family were ever nearly as intense as this...(Notices Something in that Said Debate in Front of Him) It doesn't seem like they noticed us at the moment.

Ema: No suprise there. This might be their heated one yet if that's the case.

Apollo: (Quickly Brings his Friend Group into a Group Huddle Before Whispering to All of Them) Okay, look, I know they're our love ones and everything, but there's no point of getting ourselves involve in this. They clearly settling it themselves, so let's just let 'em be and get the hell up outta here.

Wocky: (Starts Whispering as Well) All in favor of going to my place for the rest of the day, say "Aye".

The Gang: (Raises Their Hand Up Little and Whispers Out....) Aye!

Apollo: Then, it's settled. Let's roll.

Apollo silently tells his three friends to keep quiet as he slowly reaches his hand towards the office door's knob.

???????: HOLD IT!!!

The gang gets startled by the booming voice as they turn their attention to their appointed love ones pouting and glaring at them from the mid distance.

Phoenix: And where do you think YOU FOUR are going right now?

Ladies: YEAH!

Apollo: (Looks Down and Curses Under his Breath as He Snaps his Fingers) Shit. Uhh...(Clears his Throat Before Smiling Awkwardly at his Founded Family) H-Hey, you guys! Happy New Years! (Chuckles Awkwardly) We came here to say hi, but we'd figured you all are busy at the moment, so-

Trucy: Oh hush! We're never too busy for you guys, Polly!

Athena: (Smiles Brightly) In fact, you all are just in time for the nearby climax!~

Apollo: (Raises an Eyebrow at the Ladies) Nearby climax, you say?

Pearl: (Happily Nodded) I believe we're this close to cracking Mr. Nick under pleasure thus far.

Maya: (Smiles Brightly) So, step right up and join our merry crew!~ (Points at her Opponent, Phoenix Wright) And together, we'll prove this porcupine looking menace wrong once and for all!!

Phoenix: (Gives his Best Friend a Deadpinned Look on his Face) Maya, I'm not even close to looking anything like a porcupine.....

Maya: (Crosses her Arms While Smirking) Takes one to know one, Nick the Porcupine!~

The rest of the ladies then proceeds to lower down one of their eye lids, stick their tongues, and make 'Nyeh!' Noises towards Nick in front of them.

Phoenix: (Unfazed by the Ladies' Taunts) Charming. (Turns Back to Apollo and Co.) Anywho, rather than joining alongside those immature children over there to be right-

Ladies: (Immediately Pouts Offensively at Phoenix) Heyyyy!!!

Maya: (Comically Glares at Phoenix) I'm in my thirties, you jackass!!

Phoenix: (Puts on a Confident Smile on his Face) Come to my side and I'll provide you anything you want and need afterwards.

Apollo: (Raises an Eyebrow at his Own Boss) Really, sir? You're bribing us no- WHGH? (Suddenly Got his Face Covered by Ema's Palm)

Ema: What are you offering?

Phoenix: Nothing too complex. Just a simple raise of your bonuses is all.

Wocky: (Eyes Widened in Genuine Surprise to the Offer Along with Ema and Klavier) No freakong shot...You can do that!?

Phoenix: (Chuckles Lightly) Of course I can! Your parents and I would usually talk to each other over muffins and coffee in the morning time while you and the crew were working. Both were fantastic by the way, keep up the good work.

Wocky: (Puts on a Very Proud Grin on his Face) Will do, boss! Glad you enjoyed our service.

Phoenix: (Turns to Klavier and Ema) And I've know Edgeworth since we were in grade school together. You two let me talk to him for a few minutes and you'll be living the rest of month golden in no time. I'll even convince him to give Gumshoe the same treatment. Lord knows him and Maggey need more good luck in their lives together.

Ema: (Grabs her Chin While Thinking) Hmmmm very tempting indeed, Mr. Wright.........I am in need of a new, more advanced, scientific equipment these days.

Klaiver: (Smiles Fondly at the Thought) And it would be nice to finally get my hands on that legendary guitar my band mates told me so much about.........

Wocky: I want that new Nintendo console that's coming out this year. Let's-

OBJECTION!!

Maya: (Comically Glares at Phoenix Some More) SHAME ON YOU, NICK! Leading these poor kids to false hope just so they can join your dumb cause!

Phoenix: (Comically Glares Back at Maya) Hey, it isn't fasle hope if I can manage to get it done!

Trucy: Oh yeah, like you can convince a former yakuza couple to give their baby boy another raise after doing so beforehand. Be more realistic, daddy

Athena: (Rolls her Eyes) And I highly doubt that Mr Edgeworth is close with you enough to accept your requests.

Pearl: Especially if it's anything money related.

Apollo: (I could've said all of that in under two minutes.)

Phoenix: Really? And what, pry tell, will you do for them if they choose your side, hm? I bet is something cheap.

Maya: Um, no! It's quite simple than that. Their contributions to our cause could prevent- (Tears Starts to Build Up in hers and the Rest of her Crew's Eyes) our pure, maiden hearts- ('Sniff') from breaking in two~

Apollo: (Rolls his Eyes) And now we've reached guilt tripping territory.......

Pearl: (Tearfully Pouts at Apollo) We are NOT guilt tripping, Polly!~ ('Sniff') We're only expressing how hurt we would be if you choose poorly!~

Athena: Yeah!~ ('Sniff') It's not our faults this debate has gotten us teary eyed all of the sudden!!~

Trucy: Quit being so skeptical and help us prove daddy wrong about STEPLADEEEEEERS!~ (Finally Crying Her Eyes Out Along with her Fellow Teammates)

Klavier: (Watches the Tear Jerking Madness Going on in Front of Him) Never in all my days that I've seen such emotions display over something so......

Ema: Trivial, dreadful, a waste of time and energy?

Klavier: (Turns to his Girlfriend with a Small Sheepish Smile on his Face) I was gonna say Unusual, but....(Chuckles Lightly) You're not entirely far off there, my Fraülen~

Apollo: I think now would be a great time for us make our exit. Am I right, Wocky? (Turns to Where Wocky Is Standing.....Only to Notice Wocky is Nowhere to be Seen) Wocky?.....Wocky?

Apollo hears the sounds of cheering as he turns and then has his eyes widened in complete disbelief at the youngest member of his friend group standing next to Trucy on their side of the debate.

Apollo: WOCKY, WHAT THE HELL!?

Wocky: (Casually Shrugs) Sorry, 'Pollo. I gotta support Truce on this. You know I hate seeing her sad.

Trucy: (Heart Begins to Melt in Pure Happiness as She Hugs her Boyfriend Very Loving Hug) Oooh my sweetheart of a Munchkin you!~

Wocky: (Starts Blushing in a Bit of Embarrassment) Babe, I thought I told you not to call me that........

Trucy: And I thought I told you that it's far too cute of a nickname to pass up. (Starts Snuggling into Wocky's Chest) My sweet, handsome Munchkin you!~ (Starts Kissing Wocky on the Cheek)

Ema: ('Sigh') Okay....Obnoxious cuteness aside, I think The Fop and I have a clear answer on which side to take now.

Apollo: (Turns to the Couple on his Left) You do?

Klavier: (Happily Nodded) Indeed so, Herr Forehead. (Joins Ema as the Two Walks Over to Phoenix Side)

Phoenix: (Pumps his Fist Back in Rejoice) Yes! Finally.

Ladies: ('GASPS')

Maya: (Pouts at Ema) Damnit, Ema! Again!?

Ema: Yes- (Speaks in a bit of a Mocking Tone) Again!~ Step ladders has always been a lower class in the ladder category and I'm sick of pretending that isn't.

Klavier: (Casually Shrugs) My thoughts exactly. It's silly to see Step Ladders as it's own seperate entity these days. (Places his Hands onto Ema's Shoulders) It's even sillier to not take my cleverly beautiful Fraulein's logic to heart as well.

Ema: (Looks Up at Klavier) That's your way of buttering me up today, is it?

Klavier: Perhaps....(Looks Down at Ema with a Seductive Smirk on his Face) Is it working by any chance?~

Ema: Hm. (Smirks Back at her Glamorous Fop) O say it does to some capacity~

Klavier: Works for me~ (Shares a Peck on the Lips with his Fraulēin)

Phoenix: Well, aren't they adorable? (Turbs his Attention Back to Apollo) And now it's your turn to join as well, Apollo.

Maya: (Glares at Nick Again) No, Polly is coming with us!!

Ladies: Yeah!

Apollo: (Already Done With All the Foolishness Happening in Front of Him) Can't I just speculate the whole thing in the background?....

Everyone: No.

Athena: (Glares at Her Boyfriend) Babe, you can't keep yourself in the middle of this any longer. You gotta pick a side!.

Apollo: Okay, but do I really have to though?

Athena: YES, YOU DO!.....(Starts Streaming her Ponytail Down a Bit While Faltering into a Cute Pouty Look) It isn't fun when you're not participating with us. Come on.....

'Door Pushed Open'

????????: It is seems we've arrived just in time, detective.

????????: You said it, Mr. Edgeworth. I was getting cold out there already.

Another collective gasping sounds escapes from the ladies' mouth as everyone now turn their attention to very familiar faces walking into the office. One is everyone's favorite unrpaid detective, Dick Gumshoe, and his boss and the city's most well known prosecutor-

Klaiver/Ema/Wocky: Mr. Edgeworth!?

Maya: (Glares at the Prosecutor in Question) Miles.....

Gumshoe: And Gumshoe!! (HappilyThrows Confetti In Front of His Face) Happy New Years, everybody!!

'Crickets Crpping'

Gumshoe: Okay, I'll be over here if ya need me. (Walks Over to Where Apollo is Standing)

Apollo: (Smiles Softly at the Detective) Hey, Happy New Years to you too, Detective. (Sticks his Hand Out Right in Front of Gumshoe) Sorry you had to get dragged into this too.

Gumshoe: (Happily Shakes Apollo Hand) D'aww thanks, pal, and don't worry about it! We've been doing this kind of thing a lot longer before you and Ema came into the picture. I'm used to it at this point.

Phoenix: (Smiles Brightly at his Old Friend) There's the duo of the honor! And here I thought you two were never gonna make it.

Edgeworth: ('Hmph') (Puts on a Competitive, Smug Smirk on his Face as He Walks Over to Phoenix's Team) And miss another opportunity to debunk any sort of halo statements and counterarugments our opponents are naive enough to obtain on a brand new year? I'd foolish enough not to participate.

Both Phoenix and Edgeworth casually giving themselves a high five.

Maya: (Glares at the Latest Member of the Ladder Team) For your informati-on, Miles Edgeworth,we have plenty of factual statements and rebuttal than you hope to realize. (Forms a Competitive Smirk of her Own) No matter. I've sent a text minutes before coming here. Help is on it's way for my team soon enough.

Phoenix: Oh, like that's gonna intimidate us in any-

'Door Kicked Open'

????????: SEIZE THIS FOOLISHNESS AT ONCE!!!

Apollo: Oh no.

The Ladies free cheers for the latest member of their pack and Miles Edgeworth's little big sister, Franziska Von Karma.

Ladies: Franny!!!~

Maya: (Happily Waves at her Girlfriend) Hi, honey!~

Phoenix's team starts stepping themselves back from their leader as his eyes starts to widen up in fear.

Phoenix: D-D-Did you have to bring Franny along tho-

'WhHIPLASH'

Phoenix: (Gets Struck by Franziska's Whip) YEOOOUCH!

Franziska: (Proudly Tightens Up her Whip) Yes, she have. (Walks Over to Maya's Team) I refuse to have the love of my life get overwhelmed by your repetitive foolishness any longer, Phoenix Wright. This means war!

Maya: (Wraps her Arm Around her Girlfriend's Waist While Pumping her Fist Up to the Air) And we're gonna keep fighting and fighting till we claim victory! (Turns to Franziska) Thanks for coming over here, Franny. I know you have a million other things you rather be doing right now.

Franziska: (Simply Shrugs) It's fine. I wasn't completely preoccupied at the moment, in hindsight. (Smiles a Little) Even then, I'll never be to busy for you, my darling Water Lily~

Maya: (Giggles Softly While Blushing) Awwww~ I love you so much~ (Kisses Franziska on the Lips)

Franziska then notices a familiar face standing behind her as she returns to her professional demeanor.

Franziska: Kitaki.

Wocky: Von Karma.

Franziska: I see you are on our side in this debate.

Wocky: Just my way of supporting Trucy like I always do. I hate seeing her get sad and cry.

Trucy: (Heart Starts Melting Some More in Silence Before Hugging Wocky Again)

Franziska: I see. Regardless, you've chose wisely this evening. Also- (Politely Bows at Wocky) Happy New Year.

Wocky: (Stares at the Older Woman For a Brief Second Before Grinning) Likewise.

Franziska gives Wocky a small smile before turning her attention back to her opponents.

Trucy: (Starts Snuggling Up on Wocky Again) Seeeee?~ I told you my auntie would come around to liking.

Wocky: Pretty sure that's her way of being nice and junk.

Trucy: True, but it's still a start, right.

Wocky: Yeah. Guess so.

Edgeworth: ('Sighs in Annoyance') This is getting ridiculous. All these years later and you two are still believe in this pointless delusion.

Phoenix: That's what I've been saying. Sad really.

Franziska: (Glares at Her Main Competitors) How dare you.....Stepladders are not nearly as delusional as you foolish fools!

Maya: (Does Phoenix Signature Objection Pose) They are their own being and you all will treat them as such!!

Phoenix/Edgeworth: LADDERS!

Maya/Franziska: STEPLADDERS!!

Team Ladders: LADDERS!!!

Team Step-Ladders: STEPLADDERS!!!

And just like that, the two teams has finally commence their back and forth arguing and yelling towards one another, neither of which are ever gonna back down without a fight anytime soon.

Apollo: (Watches the Chaos Unfold In Front of Him and Gumshoe, Even More Dumbfounded Than Ever Before) ............Is it too late for the both of us to make a run for it right now?

Gumshoe: We can try. But I'm pretty sure Franny would drag us back here with her Whip alone.

Apollo: (Grimances the Thought While Shivering) That sounds worse than the Tiger tackling you to the ground.

Gumshoe: (Shivers as Well) You kidding? That's sounds even more terrifying! I keep forgetting how strong that girl really is....

Apollo: ('Sigh') Yeah, she's full of surprises alright. Still love her all the same.

Gumshoe: (Chuckles Lightly) That's good to hear, pal. I hope you and your friends have been doing alright today.

Apollo: (Turns to Gumshoe) Thanks. Other than going through this train wreck of a debate again, we're doing pretty good so far. How you and Maggey been doing these days?

Gumshoe: (Smiles Brightly) We're great! Mags started her first day at her new job the other day.

Apollo: Nice. What kinda job she works at?

Gumshoe: She's a waitress for that brand new fancy restaurant a few miles from here. (Holds up his Phone) I took a few pictures of the place if you wanna-

'Knock Knock Knock'

Gumshoe: (Turns his Attention to the Door Along with Apollo) Hm? Another person's at the door already?

Apollo: (Puts on a Deadpinned Look on his Face) Who wanna bet they're here for the debate.....

Gumshoe: Only one way to find out. (Opens the Door and Greets the Guest) Welcome to the Wright Anything A- genc-

Gumshoe's eyes widens a bit at the gues in question, a gorgeous woman with black long hair, wearing a bright pink robe, and a smile that could brighten your day up in an instant.

Gumshoe: (Chuckles Lightly) Hey-ey! It's been a long while since we've seen you again, Iris.

Iris: The feeling is very much mutual, Mr. Gumshoe. I hope you and Maggey have been doing well as of late.

Gumshoe: Oh, don't you worry. We've been doing great these days. And get this: Maggey got herself a new job at that new fancy restaurant the other day.

Iris: (Smiles Brightly) That's wonderful!~ I pray it all goes well for her going forward.

Gumshoe: You and me both, pal. She seems to really like it so far.

Apollo: Uh...Gumshoe? Who is this?

Gumshoe: Oh! (Chuckles Again) Where's my manner? (Turns Back to Apollo) Apollo, meet Sister Iris. The shrine maiden back at the Hazakura Temple. (Whispers to Apollo) She's also your boss' G-I-R-L-F-R-I-E-N-D.

Apollo: (Grabs his Chin While Thinking) (Girlfriend, huh? Now that he mentioned, I do remember all the Mr. Wright would announce that he was going to the detention center to see a certain someone a few years back.....Was she the person he was visiting this who time?)

Iris: Polly!~

Apollo: (Immediately Comes Back to Reality and Quickly Turns his Attention to Sister) Y-Yes!?

Iris: (Smiles Brightly) Polly. It's your nickname, is it not?

Apollo: ('Sigh') It's the one Trucy and Pearl's keep calling me on a daily basis for some reason.....

Iris: (Giggles Softly) I thought so~ The girls and Feenie has to me so much about you in the past. It's such a pleasure to finally meet you in person.

Apollo: Thanks, you- Wait. (Raises an Eyebrow in Confusion) Feenie?

Gumshoe: (Whispers to Apollo Once Again) That your boss' nickname.

Apollo: (Eyes Widened in Genuine Shock) Get out. Are you serious?

Iris: (Giggles Some More) It's the truth!~ (Places her Hands onto Both of her Now Blushing Cheeks While Smiling Very Fondly at the Memories Her and Phoenix Shared in the Past) It's the very nickname I gave to him on the very first day we started date in our college years~ To this day, he would always light up like a Christmas Tree whenever I call him that. My sweet, adorable Feenie~

'WHIPLASH'

Phoenix: (Screaming in Agony in the Distance) YEOOOOOOOUCH!!!!

Apollo: ('Sighs Heavily') Speaking of Feenie.........

Iris: (Frowns a Bit at the Chaos That's Happening in the Distance) Oh dear....Are they having that Ladders and Step-Ladders Debate again over there?

Apollo: Yeeeup. On the first day of the new year.

Gumshoe: Pollo and I been watching them on the sidelines thankfully. Doubt they're gonna stop anytime soon.

Iris: I figured as much. (Smiles Softly at the Two Men in Front of Her) In the meantime, how about I tell you the history Feenie and I shared together. It's been quite a while since I've told it to anyone thrse days, so please try and bear with me for the time being.

Gumshoe: (Turns to Apollo with a Bright Smile on his Face) Yo, you gotta give this one a listen, pal. It's sad, but really sweet at the same time.

Apollo: (Simply Shrugs) Hey, if it helps keeping from us from ever participating in that disaster of a debate, then you can count me in. (Smiles Softly to Iris) I hope it won't be too much trouble for you, Sister Iris.

Iris: No need to worry about me at all, dear. I'll do my very best. We do have the whole evening to ourselves, after all. So let's savor it while we can.

@apollo-justice-for-all

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[characteroulette]

A study on prosecutors -- (previous) (next)

Achtung, baby! It's time to talk about Klavier Gavin.

So, I've all ready delved into Klavier a few times, but hopefully I can lay out all my cards efficiently right here. I think the way he's presented to us is really interesting because it is, initially, so hard to get a bead on this man. Is he just here to laugh at us? Is he really here for the truth and nothing more? What is up with him??

The answer is pretty simple: he's doing the best he can under the weight of everything that's been laid over him.

We're introduced to Klavier in a quick but really impactful manner; he looks almost exactly like Kristoph, our former boss whom we just put away for murder. He says his iconic, "I'm used to being stared at by the ladies, but this is the first time I've felt this way with a man" (unhinged of him, really) and then helps us onto the crime scene before disappearing without so much as an explanation. "Ask the wind; I'll be riding on it!" indeed, sir. And here's where I admit something rather embarrassing; I totally glossed over this as a kid. It never occurred to me that this was such a wild thing to say to someone before dipping. Maybe I was as distracted as Apollo by the fact that this man looked too much like Kristoph? Maybe I was just immediately distracted by Ema and the crime scene? I can't remember! All I know is that this line being iconic is only something I figured out later because it never really registered to me.

But anyway, the impression we're left with is that he's definitely some flavour of involved. We just don't know how until the start of the trial.

Klavier starts the trial off with a bang. Music, showboating, this man's got it all! It almost seems like he's putting on a show rather than doing his actual job up until he calls his first witness. Apollo being fed up immediately with him is then replaced by the realisation that oh, he actually can do his job. And well, too. More questions about him surface; why hasn't he been in a trial for seven years? Why are his remarks towards us laced in such bitterness after that greeting we got from him? Why hasn't he even brought up his brother once??

It's intrigue which draws you in. It's intrigue and the desire to find out what the heck his deal is.

Perhaps it's because he gets to watch us and Apollo fumble our way through our first two objections that his tone shifts. Or maybe it's because Trucy decides to hold herself for ransom to buy some time; either way, Klavier starts to suddenly have way more fun in the second half of the day's trial. It's a shift in the atmosphere you can feel, even as we all devolve into absurdity. (He also just lets Trucy get away with that. In a single move, in a single day, he proves himself so different than any other prosecutor we've ever faced before. We're still wary of him, prosecutors are meant to be our opposition, but he's handily disproved any of our initial misgivings about him. He's far more accommodating than he should rightly be. And yet that bitterness he held stays at the forefront of our minds; there's something not quite right here.)

Of course, as the investigation picks back up, we learn what it is we were missing this whole time: Klavier was the prosecutor what got Phoenix disbarred. The one who was working that case and proved Phoenix used forged evidence, even. It puts some of his actions into perspective. It certainly explains that bitterness, considering he still never even mentions his brother. But it places us into an even more confusing position. Are we supposed to like this guy? Is he pulling the wool over our eyes and playing a long con? What is it this guy wants??

Running into him again and him throwing yet another flirt our way doesn't help answer anything. He's far too willing to be nice to us when we're meant to be at odds. He's nice, even; not just civil, but nice.

The second trial day helps cement his character: what Klavier wants, first and foremost, is to uncover the truth. (It makes sense, of course, once we learn the context. After that disaster of a first trial, in which he was too young and reckless and still didn't really win, of course the truth would become a priority for him. He couldn't get close to it the first time around. He's gotta make up for those past seven years of running.)

He pushes you towards this truth, even willing to lead you to it by the hand. It makes you wonder if you should be trusting him at all. He's the prosecutor, he's your opponent. You're meant to fight him, not work together so immediately. There has to be something more here; he's a prosecutor, he got Phoenix disbarred, his brother was a murderer.

But, no. Klavier proves himself an ally before the second case is even done.

Klavier proves himself terribly strange as he then provides us tickets to his concert and makes us pay for them.

Case 3 is usually where we get a deeper look into the prosecution's character and here is no exception. Klavier's general air of ease and showboating reveals itself to be a carefully constructed act, one not entirely false but one not entirely truthful, either. His meltdown at his concert going awry speaks of the perfectionism he's endured, of his own sense of pride. He's stressed out and his pretty little mask slips a bit, but it only helps you and Apollo rest easier because this man isn't as perfect as he tries to present himself as. It's the type of slip that makes you realise he's more human than rock star god or whatever.

He is also ridiculously loyal, a trait that gets tested continuously from here on out.

Of course he doesn't want to believe anyone in his band could have done the murder. But his refusal to acknowledge what Apollo witnessed from a dying man still stings. It's still baffling how he can argue with a straight face that Machi managed to perform this crime, although that's less an issue with him and more an issue in this case. His near belligerence in believing Apollo is understandable, as is Apollo's own eagerness to solve this case going wrong as he accidentally throws more suspicion onto his client. This time, it's not a hand to hold Klavier offers us, it's a curt smile and the incorrect truth.

When Daryan is implicated, we get to see even more of that mask slip.

Speaking with Klavier in his office is such an interesting scene. So many things are happening here, from seeing him actively annoyed at the agents at the other end of his call to this small show of trust of sharing details of this case. It struck me even then that he called himself a "scourge prosecutor"; why would he consider himself like that? All he's done so far is get a man disbarred for using forged evidence and help us towards the truth in the previous case. What sorts of regrets has he been ruminating on to call himself that? He's done nothing but work on his band over the past seven years. (He's done nothing but run these past seven years.) I'm not entirely sure when I started actually liking Klavier. Even now, I'm not really sure I even do like him. What I can say, though, is this conversation with him in his office definitely made me sympathise with him and find him annoying in equal measures. He boasts a big game of wanting the ladies to notice him, of treating each of his guitars like they're his lovers, yet he calls himself a scourge and is running desperately away from something. There's something so deeply complicated in him that I can't help but offer him my understanding.

The second day of the trial, things go pretty wrong pretty quick. Klavier knows that we can't convict Daryan of this crime without some decisive piece of evidence. He only offers his hand to us at the last minute, wanting to believe in his friend until the bitter end. It's right here that you realise why it is he hasn't brought up his brother once so far; he can't face what it is his brother's done yet. There's some sort of proof missing that he needs before he can face this terrible truth.

Perhaps he was right to call himself a scourge. Somehow, it doesn't make you trust him any less.

But we need answers. And the final case is willing to give them.

It seems, at first, completely unrelated to the bigger picture. Of course it would. Phoenix has been a goddamn enigma this whole game. But as the trial goes on, you and Klavier both start to suspect that this is related to something big. That there's a darkness lurking beneath this case and its name isn't easy to speak. When Vera takes the stand and stares at Klavier like she's somehow haunted by a ghost of him, the pieces should click into place right there. They don't, because this game is great at leading you to isane conclusions that you brush off because no that's crazy they wouldn't do that, but they really should.

It's right here, though, in which Klavier really cracks and lays all that pent up bitterness upon you; this girl and her father were the ones who forged evidence for Phoenix Wright.

Smash cut to that fateful trial seven years ago.

Young Klavier is such an interesting snapshot. He's arrogant and full of drive, but woefully lacking in experience. His head's on the right track, you can see some of the foundations for the prosecutor you've gotten to know over the past few trials, but he's so much more reckless. He's charging ahead without putting much thought behind his actions and getting absolutely schooled by Phoenix. (Side note, **this** is my favourite Phoenix ever. He's so confident and sure of himself!! He's capable and doing well on his own!! He's the natural evolution to his seasoned attorney after the original trilogy. He's still a pretty goofy and prone to panicking, but god, I wish they'd taken cues from this version of him instead of his original trilogy self. This is the Phoenix I always knew he would grow into being and we'll never get him outside of this one case. An absolute travesty.)

Unfortunately, his absolute loyalty is still there. And we'll soon find out it's his ultimate downfall.

There's something so sinister about the way Klavier traps us in a corner. The way he forces our hand into presenting that diary page. And then he near preens as he goes on to prove that it's been forged. He's so damn proud of himself for being able to catch this, for having that tip off in his back off. There's a reason why I always write him as having gleefully ruined Phoenix; it really does come off that way.

We the players know it's a mistake. It's not right. And Klavier, though loathe to admit it, knows deep down that there was something off about it, too.

Finally, finally, he has to confront his brother. He has to put that loyalty on the line and break himself to pieces watching his brother abuse that connection they share.

It really is a break, too. Apollo's line of pulling the darkness from Klavier, of helping Klavier out of that pain, of then shouting for Klavier not to give in to his brother's manipulations, I really felt all of it. Klavier is struggling against his loyalty, against what he wants to believe and what he knows has to be the truth. He doesn't get to lead us to the truth this time, but he does get to throw in his own words and confront his brother on what happened.

(Another sticking point for me; why did Kristoph want to absolutely destroy Klavier in his first ever trial? Klavier says he became a prosecutor because it was supposed to be the both of them, finding the truth and working together. It was supposed to be the both of them being brothers, doing good. But to have that forgery, Kristoph had to have asked for it well in advance. Kristoph had to have planned to crush his brother well before he was suddenly fired and replaced by Phoenix. It's so telling that Klavier was willing to do anything, to believe his brother until the end, when Kristoph wanted to crush him from the start. At least, as far as my interpretation of what this could mean goes.)

His speech at the end, of how Kristoph made the law about himself and absolutely lost his way, is great. Good catharsis moment for him that goes unaddressed and unexplored forevermore. I feel it's also undercut a bit by Apollo not having anything to say, but it's still really good. It may have taken a while to fully unpack what the heck he's about, but I can confidently say that Klavier is one hell of a character. His complications, his contradictions, the faces he puts on for us and then takes off; all of it gives him a very special place in my heart. I may want to punt him into the moon sometimes, but I do really love just how fascinating of a write he is.

Now if only he would stop jerking me around and be a more courteous muse...

[the-bar-sinister]

Dinner and a Good Bottle of Wine (1717 words) by thesavagesabretooth Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Additional Tags: Fluff, First Dates, Boss/Employee Relationship, Mentor/Protégé, Romance, Getting Together, First Kiss, Kristoph Gavin Has Feelings, POV Kristoph Gavin

Summary: Kristoph Gavin takes his protege Apollo Justice out to dinner to celebrate and relax after a trial, but he finds himself growing fonder of him than he knows is appropriate.

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It was past 4:30 pm when court let out for the day, and Kristoph Gavin made his way out into the lobby, with Apollo Justice– his legal assistant and protege– following at his heels.

Kristoph carefully kept his shoulders squared and his chin up while they were still in public, but he couldn't deny his weary exhaustion. He rubbed the bridge of his nose under his glasses.

"Quite the trial today, wouldn't you say, Justice?"

"It was sure a long one, Mr. Gavin," Apollo nodded. "But we won, right?"

"By the very skin of our teeth," Kristoph agreed with a huffed breath that was almost a laugh. "Organized crime cases can be fun, but the judge always starts out against you. Tricky stuff. It often comes down to perception of character, and shadow of a doubt, as you saw at the end there."

"It was impressive, sir," Apollo nodded. "I thought for a while our goose was cooked. You sure turned it around, but–" 

Kristoph noticed him hesitate and cocked his head. "Go on?"

He rubbed the back of his neck. "You do seem a little worn out, sir."

"Ah, you've seen right through me, Justice." He shook his head, brushing a lock of hair out of his face. "Don't tell anyone, will you? I have a reputation to uphold."

"Yes sir!" he nodded. "But if– if there's anything I can do…"

Kristoph felt his cheeks heat at the suggestion from his eager protege. He was well aware of the young man's crush on him, and, three months into their working relationship so far, had been very careful not to do anything in response to it that might be considered untoward. He did have a reputation to uphold after all, and he didn't want it tainted by accusations of an inappropriate workplace relationship.

But Apollo, standing there with his big eyes and eager to please expression– more than that, with his strength and determination– was deeply, deeply difficult to resist.

And Kristoph was feeling tired.

"I suppose," Kristoph said thoughtfully, "I wouldn't be averse to some company for dinner, if you were free."

Kristoph dined alone most nights, with his brother long away on tour. Once a week of course he had his dinners with Wright, and those were entertaining in their own way. But he would never consider them truly relaxing.

Dinner with Justice, who was so eager to please and so full of life and intensity, that sounded like it could be relaxing. Provided he didn't get so excited he passed out in his soup.

"I'd love to, sir!" Apollo agreed with his usual breathless intensity. Then he seemed to realize how loud he'd been, and bashfully rubbed his neck again, "I mean, if you think you'd like my company."

"You're a pleasure to have in the office, Justice. I'm sure you'll be a pleasure to dine with."

And a pleasure to take to bed. The thought snuck in unbidden. Desirable. But inappropriate. 

"Thank you, sir!" Apollo beamed brightly, seemingly delighted by the compliment. His smile lit up the room like the sun.

We'd probably look very dashing and handsome together in pictures. If only I could do something about his hair.

Kristoph shoved the thought away again.

"Come along then, Justice. I have no intention of lingering in these halls when dinner awaits."

Without another word, he started toward the exit, with Apollo following behind him like an eager dog.

Kristoph found himself really looking forward to this dinner.

–

Halfway through dinner at his favorite restaurant– a lovely little Italian place with much better food than that horrible little hovel that Wright played at– Kristoph was already feeling much restored. Apollo, in addition to being a bright and eager assistant, was as he had suspected, a fascinating conversationalist, even if he tripped over his words sometimes.

"So you really spent the first part of your life in Khura'in? I did know you had been in the foster system, but I had no idea you were from another country." Kristoph leaned over the table a little in fascination. "That's off in the Himalayas, isn't it?"

"Yes sir," Apollo bobbed his head, his bangs flopping in his face as he smiled a nostalgic smile. "It's not something I talk about a lot, but, well, it's true. It's where I was raised. It's… really beautiful."

"Do you miss it?" he asked. He could see the answer written all over Justice's face. Of course he missed it. Kristoph didn't have to be a master of reading people to know that– or to know that he felt abandoned, or even exiled, into this country. No wonder the boy was so eager to please.

"Sometimes," he admitted. His nose and his smile crinkled as Kristoph 'caught' him. "I feel kind of out of place in LA still, even though I've been here most of my life now."

"I'll tell you a secret, Justice," Kristoph said, shaking his head. "Sometimes I do as well, and I've lived here my whole life. LA is a mysterious stranger, the femme fatale of an old movie."

Apollo chuckled. "I suppose it is, sir."

Kristoph leaned on his hand. "I notice you eying the bottle of wine, Justice– would you like me to pour you another glass?"

"Ah! Well, if you think it's alright?" 

Apollo had already had two glasses of wine, and his usually rosy cheeks were even rosier. It was probably the only reason Kristoph had gotten anything about his past out of him at all. Usually Justice was as cagey about his history as Kristoph himself was.

"I don't see why not. It's not like you drive, is it?" Kristoph chuckled and happily poured them both another glass. "Do you like the bottle?"

Apollo raised his full glass, giving it a sniff and then a sip. A surprisingly refined gesture that tugged at Kristoph's heartstrings.

"I don't have a lot of opportunity to drink wine, sir," he admitted between drinks, "So I don't really have a very informed opinion. But… yes I really like it."

"You'll be pleased to note that it's a good bottle then," Kristoph smiled, raising his own glass in toast. "Maybe we ought to have one to celebrate successful cases more often."

"Could we?" Apollo's eyes lit up.

"I shall make it a plan," he agreed.

-

After dinner, Kristoph called a cab for the both of them, and they rode on either side in the back of it, still chatting away. Apollo had finished the bottle of wine, and was by now quite talkative. He'd loosened his tie a bit, and undone the top button of his shirt, and Kristoph couldn't help but find him quite handsome and charming.

It was exactly as he'd worried it would happen.

The cab turned suddenly down the final street to Apollo's apartment, and the rather drunk young man fell across Kristoph's shoulder.

"Whoops! Sorry, sir!"

Kristoph laughed it off, and tried not to show he was flustered. He tentatively– he really shouldn't– he tentatively put a hand on Apollo's shoulder.

"Easy there, Justice. But it's alright."

Their faces were quite close for a moment, and Kristoph's heart beat a thump in his chest as he wondered for a moment if his protege was going to kiss him.

But Justice got flustered, and pulled back a little with an awkward grin. "I uh, had a really good time at dinner tonight, sir."

"So did I, Mr. Justice." Kristoph couldn't take his eyes off him. He hadn't taken his hand off him either.

The cab pulled up to the curb in front of a rather dreary apartment building.

"Well! Uh, this is my stop!" Apollo said breathlessly. He hadn't moved.

"So it is," Kristoph agreed. "Have a good night then."

He took his hand away slowly.

Apollo nodded, his hair bobbing. "You too, sir. I uh, like I said, had a good time. I'm looking forward to uh—"

"Those future bottles of wine?" Kristoph teased. "You'll need them if you don't want to be a cheap drunk."

He laughed and rubbed his neck. "Sorry, sir. But. Thanks. Um. Good night."

"Good night, Justice. I'll see you in the office in the morning."

"I'll see you then."

The moment lingered for another heartbeat, and then Apollo got out of the cab.

Kirstoph watched him start to walk away– and his heart thumped again.

"Wait here, please," he said to the cabbie, hefting himself out and onto the street. 

Kristoph hurried after the retreating young legal assistant.

"Mr. Justice!" he called, just as Apollo had stepped onto the first step up to his apartment.

Apollo turned, just as Kristoph caught up to him. The extra step of height brought Apollo just about to eye level with him.

"Sir?" he flushed, looking confused but hardly unhappy. "Uh, did I forget something?"

"No," Kristoph shook his head. "But I did."

His manners. His dignity. His reputation. He forgot them all in the face of handsome, bold, sincere, eager, lonely Apollo Justice.

Kristoph reached out and brushed Apollo's cheek with trembling fingers.

"Justice, I–"

He didn't get to finish what he had been about to say when Apollo threw his arms around his shoulders suddenly and dragged him into a kiss. Kristoph melted. The kiss was just like Apollo– sincere and eager, and lonely and bold, and a bit sloppy– and in this case tasting very much of wine.

Kristoph eagerly returned it.

When it broke, and they stared at one another breathlessly, blue and brown gazes interlocked, Kristoph suspected that he was just as flushed as his protege was.

"Sir, I– sorry– that was–"

Inappropriate. 

Oh well.

Kirstoph cupped his chin. "That was lovely, Justice. I hope that I can take you to dinner again soon. Maybe next time you won't get quite so drunk, and I can invite you back to my home."

Apollo turned absolutely scarlet, and the wattage of his smile could have drowned out the sun. "I'd really love that, sir."

"So would I." He stroked his fingers for a moment through Apollo's hair. "Good night, Mr. Justice. I'll see you in the morning."

Kristoph strolled back to his cab, sure that Apollo Justice was watching him all the way, and he hummed pleasantly under his breath.

Who cared about 'appropriate', anyway?

[jadelynlace]

Ivar & Children Part III ⎮Ink Drinker Modern Vikings AU One-Shot [Ivar x F!Reader]

find the series masterpost here.

author’s note: much like what this holiday represents, we’re having the re-birth of Ink Drinker. yes, that sounded much better in my head. 

content warnings: medical jargon, children getting hurt, Ivar and children

word count: 1000+ words

You recognize the address as soon as the report sings from the radio. Despite the nature of the call, you’re worried it’s actually Floki who has injured himself and not his son—and in the confusion the child called for the emergency response. 

When you step into Floki’s home, Hvitserk is right on your six and you’re scanning for evidence of trauma that doesn’t seem to exist. Instead, Helga’s holding their youngest son, Apollo who has just reached his second birthday last week—your mind recalls the quick image of Ivar dancing with him to celebrate before he blows out his birthday candles. Apollo shirt was torn off in a rush and his chest is red—ruby red and you already know.

“I didn’t know he could reach the counter,” Helga nearly cries softly. “Next thing I knew he was wearing my tea,” She adds. “The pediatrician—”

“She told us to take him to the emergency room,” Floki says for her. “I knew this would be faster once I realized who was at work today,” He finishes, winking at you. 

Apollo screams when your chief attempts to take a closer look at the burn.

“Let me try—coordinate with medical control, you know what’s going to happen,” You say.

“When did you become my boss?” He teases.

“When you hired me,” You joke back. “Apollo—it’s me, baby,” You say softly while you pull your mask down. “It’s Miss Y/N,” And the familiar voice calls the boy to calm slightly in your presence. “We’re just going to take a look at you tummy, Mommy and Daddy aren’t going anywhere, alright?”

“Floki, can you pack up some of his things?” Hvitserk asks. “I’ll pull vitals,”

“Do a manual heart rate,” You start, “On his back, there’s no room for it on his chest it’s too burnt—he’s not allergic to anything that you know of, Helga?” You ask and she nods. 

“This is going to give your arm a real tight hug, alright?” Hvitserk says as he attaches the pediatric cuff. “Do you want to try to squeeze my hand just as hard? He then offers, holding up a gloved hand. Apollo reaches out quickly, grabbing the first two fingers and barrels down, despite the soft grip Hvitserk lets out a huff of improvised impression. “You’re a strong little man!”

“Breathing rate is high,” You mumble.

“Mine would be too!” Hvitserk says, “It’s scary when you hurt yourself. We have 110 on 72,”

“Little high, too,” You say. “Can you walk me through what happened, Helga?”

“I had my back turned just to grab the sugar—I didn’t even know he was able to reach that high and I had just taken the kettle off and poured a cup…next thing I knew he started screaming and I—I took his shirt right off,”

“He didn’t lose consciousness?”

“No, he just started screaming,”

“Nothing in his diaper?”

“No, that was the first place I looked too—it just got on his chest and on his one wrist—oh sweetheart I’m so sorry I should have known better—”

“Helga these things happen to all parents, this is how we learn,” Hvitserk says.

“Helga,” You start, “There’s not much we’re going to be able to do from our end. We can give him pain medication but he’s going to have to be air lifted to a burn center,” You say firmly. “Now, they’re going to put him in a burn dressing—for someone his age it’ll likely be a silver sulfadiazine suit or a biobrane dressing. From what I can see, it looks like a partial thickness burn, which is what we would prefer over a full thickness,”

“Phoenix is still in school—how far is the center?” Helga asks.

“A few hours away,” You start. “I’ll call Ivar,”

“Thank you,” She says to you. “I can’t think straight right now,” 

*

When Ivar knocks on the door to the classroom, he’s greeted with the warm smile from Phoenix school teacher.

“His father called you?” Ivar asks.

“He did, Phoenix has not stopped talking about it since we told him,”

“Mr. Ivar!” Phoenix beckons. “It’s Mr. Ivar,” He says proudly to his teacher. Ivar kneels to his height before speaking:

“How about you and I go get something to eat?” Ivar suggests.

“Tacos?” The child requests.

“A man wise beyond his years,” Ivar hums, lifting Phoenix’s backpack onto his shoulder.

*

Ivar waits. In doing so, he watches the child before him inhale one taco after the other. He can hardly see Phoenix chewing. Finally, as his mouth slows, he peeks up at Ivar through eyes that match Floki’s perfectly.

“What did you do today, Mr. Ivar?” “Did you go to work?”

“No, no, I was off today. I talked to Y/N, and I talked to your mommy and daddy about Apollo,”

“Why?” Phoenix asks, Ivar takes in a breath and mentally prepares himself.

“Little brother got hurt, he’s with mommy and daddy at the doctors,”

“I hurted myself on my bike the other day,” 

“Yes, I remember, and what happened?” Ivar asks.

“My knee was all red,”

“Little brother hurt himself with Mama’s tea. Remember how mama likes her tea each morning? And how Mr. Ivar drinks his coffee, and so does Y/N?”

“Daddy says Miss Y/N drinks coffee like it’s ‘going out of style’,” Phoenix replies, air quotes and all—it makes Ivar snort.

“Yes, well Apollo got the hot tea on himself, and on his chest. Do you know where your chest is?"

“Right here!”Phoenix replies. “And, here is my heart—mama says that’s where kindness comes from,”

“Mama’s right,” Ivar starts. “Now, do you remember when Mr. Ivar was at the doctor’s office after he hurt his legs?”

“Daddy said not to touch them,”

“That’s what it’s going to be like for Apollo—we have to make sure we don’t touch where he hurt himself because it’s going to be sore—just like your knee when you fell off your bike. Now, I was thinking maybe we could draw a picture for little brother, so he can feel better when he’s home?”

“Mr. Ivar?”

“Yes, little man?”

“Is Apollo going to be alright?”

“He’s going to be just fine—Miss Y/N and Mr. Hvitty made sure of it,”

“He got to go in the am-bu-wance?” Phoenix gasps. “I went in one when we saw them at the school!” 

“He did,” Ivar replies, leaving out the part where he was also air lifted in the helicopter, because he knows that Phoenix will be asking you for that for the next year once he finds out. 

As Phoenix makes sure to leave no crumb behind, Ivar peaks down at his phone to see your message:

All set at the hospital, see you tonight xo

“Ready for the art store?” Ivar asks.

“Can we get a taco to go, for later?” Phoenix asks.

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Deserve Me

Paring: Ex riri x Ex Yn Inspired by: EverGreen by Omar Apollo

Summary: Your reuniting with your ex leads to you questioning if you still have a love for her

Authors note: I have been recently listening to the song "evergreen" recently and it had me thinking if I should write a story about it.

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Part 1: Confusion

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Riri Willams 

Most People knew her for her spot on the avengers 

Iron Heart 

But to you, she was your ex-fiance riri. Well if you said how you felt about riri you would go on and on about her for hours. But to simplify your description of how you felt about riri, she was your first ex. 

Most people find it crazy how riri is your first-ever ex but you had a good reason why. Your parents were strict and wanted you to focus on your grades. So until you left your parent's house you never had your first love, First Date, or First Argument. But when you say first love you mean your first REAL love. You had those little secret relationships when you were in middle school but you never thought of that as real love. 

Due to riri being your first ever real experience of love you basically let any and everything slide. You let it slide due to you being blindly in love with riri. So blind you let her have an affair in YOUR apartment. When that happened people told you that you should leave her . You told people that it was ok and you tried giving her yet another chance to prove people wrong. That chance you gave riri ended up making you look like a fool. Why? Because riri cheated on you once again. 

That relationship sparked trust issues and insecurity with your body. It made you feel like the only reason why riri was cheating was because of your body. You thought if I change my body maybe just maybe riri will love me how she loved me once before. This caused harm to your health. You thought people wouldn’t notice you slowly starting to stop eating but they realized and caught on quickly. You told them that it was no big deal why you were doing it. Until you slowly stop eating for one person, That one person leads you to the hospital . When you were in the hospital the person that you even did this for didn’t even come to see if you were okay. For the rest of the time you spent in the hospital thinking and hoping that the one person you wanted to see would ever come, She never did. 

You got out of the hospital after a week and on that day you decided to go grocery shopping and then go to the store. But you realized you forgot the main thing you needed to shop. A wallet. You went to your apartment to get your wallet and go . When you went to your apartment you caught riri getting a lap dance from her boss. On that day, June 23rd, you ended your relationship with riri for good. She told you “Oh I'm gonna change” but you weren’t blindly in love anymore. Enough was enough you weren’t going to look like a fool anymore.

Riri ended up finally moving out and leaving your life FOR GOOD around a week later. Or so you thought.

Present Time

You were out in Chicago. You happened to be in town for a work meeting and family. Due to you being in your hometown for a little bit, you decided to catch up with old friends from high school. Today you and your old friend Mira decided to go out shopping and have a girl’s day. 

Right now you guys were at Vivienne Westwood. You guys were looking at jewelry and purses. “Girl these earrings and rings are just chef kisses” You point at the glass so she can look at which ones you pointed at. “Ok them fire, “ she says as she looks at the rings you pointed to. “I think I’m going to get them but I don’t know should I-” You ask her before you got cut off by a familiar voice. “I’ll buy the jewelry put it on my tab” the lady yells to the worker. You look up confused about who would make the purchase. You look at first happy but annoyed once you see who it is. “No ma, am it's ok I'm just going to pay for it” You speak to the worker as you get your wallet out to purchase the jewelry.  “You give the lady cash and she gets the jewelry you wanted and put it in a bag . “I’ll be in the car Mira,” You say Mira continues to shop and look around the store. 

You begin to leave the store with the new jewelry you had purchased. “Hey y/n can we talk “ You hear a voice ask you. You ignore the voice and keep walking to the car “Look I know you hear me and are trying to ignore me” She says you roll your eyes knowing she wouldn’t see that. “So why do you keep on talking to me, “ you ask her stopping in the parking lot. “Because I want to talk to you, I want to talk to you about you know us” You give her a side-eye. “Us there's no more us go to the side hoe you was messing with when I was in the hospital,” I say give her a up down look. “Look i know what I did in the past was wrong but give me a chance “ you can tell riri meant it but you're not trying to go through that toxicity again. You give riri a blank stare “ Did you not understand the last sentence? Why are you looking for me when you can be with that hoe who gave you a lapdance? '' You say, reminding her once again of her old ways. That's the thing, we where just friends with benefits, “ she says . “Ok go friends with benefits yo ass out my face “ you say trying not to be laugh. “Look y/n what can i do to you know regain your trust or become friends “ she asks you . “Just you can’t regain my trust and I don't want to experience that path in my life again, “ you say . “How about we go to therapy together and get everything off of our chest , Deal ? '' she asks me . I start to think maybe we can patch this relationship . “Sure text me the details on insta “ i exclaim. “No number ?” riri asks . “We're not at that level yet “ you say as you walk off to your car . 

Hours Later 

You went out on a date with yourself. People believe that you doing it is crazy but it's not . It’s self-love. You would often enjoy these dates because you got time to yourself to just relax . You also liked it because you would often make new friends . This night was different you relaxed and watched the sunset as you took a break from your book. You took a sip from your champagne and sighed. 

“Excuse me ma'am your guest is here “ you look up at the waitress confused on what she's talking about . “Ma,am I don’t know what you're talking about there shouldn’t be anyone else coming? '' you responded to the waitress . “Oh i’m sorry they told they where here for you , My apologies i will give her another table “ the waitress says as she turns to leave your table .”thank you ma'am” you say with a smile . You go back to reading your book as you try to forget that awkward situation you just went through. You try and try to read in your book in your mind yet every time you do you go back to the situation. 

Who knew you were here ? 

How did they know you were here? 

Who was trying to see you ? 

Why did they come see you? 

Knowing that someone knew where you were when you told nobody became unsettling on the stomach. You were ready to get up and leave when you haven't even had your food yet. You get up from your table and you head to your waiter . “Excuse me can i get my bill “ you ask trying to keep your calm. “ Ma,am you haven’t got your food yet? '' she says, wondering if she has done anything wrong. “I know but ever since you told me about my guest it had been unsettling on my stomach “ you say. “Ma,am the person is over there “ the waitress says as she points to a table. You look over to see riri wave at you with a smile. “Actually i’ll be staying , just put it on her tab” . 

You walk over to the riris table pissed off. “Why are you here?” you ask her in an angry tone. Riri drank her champagne  and stared at you . The thing with riri is whenever you would get mad at her she liked it she liked the way anger looked on you . She liked it so much that while you guys were together she would do small things that she knew made you made mad , she did it so you could yell at her . “ Here to see you of course i couldn’t let you look like a goddess and I not talk to you” she says with a smile. “ So what i'm here if you wanted to go out on a date” you ask riri with a smile.”Yeah basically “ riri responds as she stares as while taking a sip of Chamgane ”. 

“Well sense you want it to be a “date” let's enjoy this “date” You say as move your seat more close to the table. You get the bottle of chamagne riri already ordered and you begin to pour yourself some in a glass. You place the champagne bottle on the spot it was previously at. You take a sip from your glass and place your glass on the table when you finished. You look up at sky and show a light smile. “Dosen’t the sky look breath taking” you ask rir as you set your eye from the sky to her. “Its breathtaking like you “ riri flirts. “Oh thank you “ you say being pleasant. 

For the next couple hours you and riri talked about everything. Your relationship , Work, Friends, Everything to catch eachother up on. You put in your half for the bill and sighed . “I wasn’t expecting my self love date to turn out like this , but i enjoyed this more than i thought i would “ You said as you got up to put your coat on. “I’m glad you enjoyed this “ she says as she puts on her coat. The two of you walk out of the restaurant talking about some funny experiences when you guys where still together. You guys laugh and laugh until you guys stopped at your car. “I hope we can do this again sometime “ riri says as she opens the car door for you . “Yeah maybe we can do this again”  you say as you look at riri with a smile. She closes the car door and you look at her until she walked away. 

“I think im in love “ you yell knowing well your car wasn’t sound proof. You couldn’t be in love right shes your ex . She put you through hell and you don’t want to go through that again . It like riri knew what to do and what to say to get you back. “ No i can’t be in love , i have moved on and im probably just a little tipsy” you say trying to put your feelings aside . “ Theres no way I’m in love this quick you know “ you say keep trying to put your feelings aside knowing well you couldn’t put true love aside. You drive out the parking lot and head home . 

At Home

You where now settled into your home after the date with riri. You were still torn thinking about if you where still in love with riri. You couldn’t believe it . Why ? Because while riri was out of your life you where “healing and moving on” . Or so you thought . You went to your bedroom and digged up a box. The box had the only good memories of you and riri’s relationship . Unlike other people who burned , selled or even threw away all memories you kept them knowing before what ever happened that the 2 of you did have good times and it wasn’t always bad. You open the box and take out the pictures and look threw them. You saw pictures of you and riri at a  fair , carnival, party,farm etc you smiled and chuckled at some pictures. When you looked at the pictures long enough you had flashbacks . 

Fair Flash Back Starts

“Hey excuse me ma,am can you take this picture of me and my girlfriend “ you ask a lady ready to hand her the camera. “Sure why not “ you guys kiss and hold up the teddy bear that yall named “ Mr. Honey” . “what a lovely couple yall are i hope you guys like the picture “ the lady says as he hands you the camera back . “thank you have a nice day” you say smiling . “babe we should go on that “ She says she points at the sky master . “Im not going on that all that food i just ate, Im not throwing up tonight “ you say as you laugh. You guys walk around the fair until you to go on the swing ride. “Looks like im going to have Mr.honey in my lap “ you say with a laugh. “Mr.Honey is lowkey lucky” riri says as she laughs. 

Fair Flash Back Ends 

You open your eyes and go back to present time . You place the pictues back in the box and you place it under you bed. You go to your full body mirror and you began to look at yourself and think. 

Is the love worth my going through that pain again ? 

You turn off your bedroom lights and lay back in your bed. You let the question wander around in your head until you stopped, You layed your head on your pillow and went to sleep for the night. 

Was the love for riri that important that you would go through that pain again?

[violetprosecutor]

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@VIOLETPROSECUTOR, a roleplay blog for klavier gavin from the ace attorney series. a story told by vladimir. est in 2017, revamped in 2023.

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ABOUT KLAVIER.

LEGAL NAME: klavier gavin | 牙琉響也 ALIASES / NICKNAMES: klav, prosecutor gavin, mr. rockstar, ‘glimmerous fop’ ( by ema ), ‘diva’ ( also by ema ), the rockstar prosecutor, ‘the prince on a motorcycle’ ( by trucy ) GENDER: masc-agender. AGE: twenty-six years old. DOB: august 15.

LOCATION: los angeles, california. OCCUPATION: lead vocalist & guitarist for the gavinners ( retired ), international prosecutor. STATUS: active, alive. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: ???? ORIENTATION: bisexual disaster.

HAIR: blonde EYES: light blue HEIGHT: 5'11" ( 180 cm. ) BUILD: tall and slender.

FAMILY:

kristoph gavin - older brother ( imprisoned. )

unnamed mother & father ( estranged. )

ASSOCIATES:

miles edgeworth - boss.

apollo justice - rival attorney.

ema skye - investigative partner.

daryan crescend - former bandmate ( imprisoned. )

constance courte - mentor at themis legal academy ( deceased. )

MISC INFO.

has begun working as an international prosecutor, taking him away from home more often than not. while in the city, he no longer lives in the home he once shared with kristoph, instead owning a high-end apartment near the prosecutor’s offices.

is looking into the cases kristoph took around the time of his crimes to examine them for any clues he may have missed bout his brother’s state of mind. overworks himself frequently and it shows.

he’s Depressed. someone help him.