#like hey wright remember when i died

[highlysusceptibletodisaster]

fuck you i though you were dead you piece of shit

[hkthatgffan]

// hey you mentioned you were on the same flight path/plane as the dc crash a while back right?

Ok. Well i was thinking about that again because on elon's twitter, there's his tweet on the 9th of January about needing a plane crash to get dei changes to roll out.

I'm glad you went on the plane when you did, because this seems like an intentional thing caused by trump and his cabinet to hit that plane of unsuspecting pilot and passengers with how fast he went to blame minorities and the poor people on the airline.

You have a big role in this fandom, I'm glad you are ok, and i'm so happy that you are here with us, because if you went any later- :'D then idk man.

((This is ment to be a private ask, you don't need to post this. But if you need a link to elon's tweet, and why i think they intentionally crashed into these people to create dei panic please let me know. It made my blood boil when it resurfaced.))

Hey. Well, given you submitted this anonymously, I can't really reply in private to it but I do appreciate the thoughts for my safety. It is scary to think about how close to the path of death I kinda walked.

I mean, I think overall I was okay for various reasons alongside me going in December to DC, landing and leaving there in the day time with better visibility and more. DC always had been a dream destination for me cause of my love of aviation to wanna see the Smithsonian so I'm glad I got to do that. I got to see aircraft I dreamed about as a kid from the Blackbird, Concorde, Dash 80, the Wright Flyer and of course, Discovery. What a beautiful machine she is! Of course, dream fulfilled...I got no plans to visit the US now until that orange idiot is out of office.

Even so, it rattled me quite a lot given PSA is the same airline I flew to DC on and the CRJ that crashed, while a smaller model to the one I flew on, is still the same type of plane. So, it's creepy to realize I flew on an airline that only a month later would be involved in such a horrific tragedy. There's so many regional airlines that fly to Reagan and so, for the crash to happen with an airline I flew myself so recently, at an airport I visited and loved tbh given it's an amazing airport, really shocked me more than any other plane crash lately has.

It really has made me a lot more aware of how short life is than I already have been feeling as of late with all going on in the world. At the end of the day, we all are just a pile of living cells that share the same fate. It doesn't matter who you are, we all will die. But sadly for some that day came a lot sooner than later.

Don't know much about the theories on the crash and such so I can't really comment on that. But I did hear a bit regarding it. On one hand, IDK if anyone out there would be insane enough to sign off on a thing like that to happen...but then...this also the US government and I'm not blind to the shit they've done. There's a reason so many countries hate the US...and not just us Canadians rn for the tariff crap. Miracle tbh to find a country that DOESN'T have some anger towards America. I keep a Canadian flag on my bags for a reason even though I don't look American (thankfully).

It's not out of the playbook for the US to do something as horrific as that. But I guess unless enough concrete evidence and public outcry materializes, it'll be just a conspiracy theory that's been floated around and will continue to. Either way though, innocent people died who should not have and the cause needs to be known and changes done so that it never happens again. There's an old saying that every safety regulation is written in the blood of those who died to make it.

On the aviation aspect of things though, regardless of how or what, it has been a dark week for the industry but it is also important to remember, regardless of crashes, flying is still the safest form of travel. You are statistically more likely to die driving to the airport than on an airplane itself.

Aviation is a marvel of human achievement and our greatest invention IMO. It's an industry worth fighting for to ensure it remains safe and not corrupted by evil and hateful sentiment by those who would rather plunge it into chaos to win a few political points among racists, than give the public peace of mind the next time they board a flight.

Rest in peace those innocent souls.

[moonglide]

Echoes of wisdom hours 10 & 11

-spoilers for the end of the gerudo quest, and most of the hyrule castle quest.

-previously on: moon's eow playthrough

-AAAHHH WHY THE FUCK ARE THERE THREE LINKS???

-this concludes the segment about the last entry.

-okay so with some clever manuevering, i killed them. had to distract them with moblins and then take them out individually.

-oh i got a bow! guess that makes sense. will the next one be bombs???

-oh i have to be in hero mode to use the bow. lame. zelda is totally an archer.

-i only knew half of the two statue puzzle so i just guessed. and it worked.

-mole guy. i'm a little scared because i've seen people talk about this guy

-guess i'm just too skilled. that wasn't that hard. i used albatrosses or whatever they're called.

-ok so yeah the restored parts of the world are definately just copies. how can i still be standing on gerudo sands in the still world if it got put back?

-no extra triangle? i just get reduced cost on certain echoes? huh? are those echoes gonna be useful in the castle or something?

-ok tri. you want me to go back to lueberry's? joke's on you, i was about to go there anyways to upgrade my sword.

-i ship lefte and wright. i also headcannon that lefte is right handed and wright is left handed.

-OH GOD the rift has overtaken castle town.

-love how when the soldiers are freaking out wright just takes charge. he's actually a really good leader. he boosts morale, is decisive, helps out his soldiers. it's great.

-down, you say? guess i'm taking the well.

-ohhhh we get to go through the castle again! but backwards!

-there's magic evil soldiers? ok. guess they'll die.

-guess they won't die. what? why are they so strong?

-OOOHHHH it's so it can be a stealth section like the beginning of the game!!!!

-got caught and it took me to a pocket dimension. is that why they one shot everything? they're just being teleported?

-ok so apparently you can place water blocks as long as they're connected to the ceiling. the more you know.

-fell off the roof. got stabbed by guard. there's like two darknuts and a moblin in here. guess i'll die. that's death #6

-impa????

-wait she has a diary

-read the diary, i'm not crying you're crying. god impa did you have to punch me in the feels so much?

-ok but also this is the same cell with the hole in the wall. impa you are a ninja. you could have figured something out.

-man imagine what it must be like for zelda in these underwater tunnels. she can't see through walls. she doesn't know where the next pocket of air is. terrifying.

-diff stealth section. landed on this guard's head. from the ceiling. bro turns around and i teleport off.

-hey remember when i asked if the echoes with reduced cost would be useful in the castle? they were useful in the castle.

-death 7 from that room with the ball-and-chain darknut.

-oooh high jump amulet!

-i teleported back but forgot to open the big chest. now i gotta go back again.

-wait am i just straight up fighting the king and left and right???

-oh it's ganon. and he's an echo. i still think ganon from the start of the game was an echo.

-first phase went well. was low on hero mode mana so had to send birds to fight for me

-second phase went well. could get mana from the flaming keese, so i could actually stab him.

-i'm so disappointed in myself. i'm actually so disappointed. i died to magic tennis. how did i die to magic tennis???? it's so simple!! i was too close to him and so when it sped up i couldn't react. i'm a fool. i'm pretty sure i have to start from phase one. whatever.

-death count: 8.

-fave monster: albatrawl. with this guy i can use cloud of bats but better, because they can take a hit, and attack faster, and are stronger. two strong birds is still better than four weak bats.

[fictionkinfessions]

cw death mention, canon typical fucked up fnaf family stuff, and idk. incest mention but it's not actually incest just a brief misunderstanding i had a dream michael afton and i were trapped in some sort of afterlife but it was like hyperrealistic minecraft. neither of us could really remember who we were/what we were like when we were alive. we were a little gay with each other, but not really acknowledging it. just guys being dudes.

at some point i manifested a spring bonnie suit around myself, because it turns out i died by being springlocked… but i wasn't william afton. i didn't really know who i was, but i knew i was someone else who just happened to die the same way william did, and who also knew who william was. michael didn't know this though, all he knew was that i had been springlocked to death in a spring bonnie suit and was freaked out because suddenly we both realized that we couldn't really remember who we were until the memories of our lives were triggered, and now michael thought i might be his dad. cowabummer.

eventually i sit him down and explain things like "hey i'm not william afton. funnily enough i think my name is mike but not michael. i don't know if i'm from like a different timeline from yours or what but i think maybe william just took me under his wing as an apprentice and then got me springlocked for some reason. i think he just got bored of me. also i think he picked me specifically because my life sucked and my name is mike so he saw me as a replacement for you sorry. also i like being in the spring bonnie suit because when i was dying it felt very peaceful and now the suit is a part of my body and feels like home. sorry if that's weird. also i like you a lot."

and then i think he kissed me and i kissed him back and it was awesome and then we continued living happily in our minecraft afterlife. that's the tl;dr version at least. damn this is long sorry for yapping. anyways. michael if you're out there then i love you and i hope this life is treating you good 💚💛 -mike (?) from fnaf #🐇🔐 (kinda surprised this combo hasn't been taken yet, mine now lol)

(also if i had a nickel for everytime i dreamt i was a possibly non-canon character from a piece of horror media and had some sort of budding romantic relationship with a canon character then i'd have two nickels. which isn't a lot but i wish i'd stop falling in gay love with men who i don't know before getting it ripped away from me 💔 tim wright and michael afton where are you 🥺)

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[redtail-lol]

Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth Chooses Death

Yeah so I wrote heavy angst. @snowkit-and-blackquill wanted to read it so here. You are tagged

CONTENT WARNING: Attemped suicide and mentions/mild descriptions of (non-physical) child abuse. You have been warned. Story below the cut

Miles Edgeworth sat in his office. It was late at night and the lights were off. He should have felt better, after Phoenix had acquited him, but he just continued to feel worse. He had to accept the fact that he had followed in the footsteps of Manfred von Karma, the man who killed his father. He betrayed everything Gregory Edgeworth was, to be a spitting image of the man who took his life. That fact was even further cemented earlier that week, when he learned he had convicted someone using forged evidence.

He really was Manfred von Karma.

He couldn't accept that. The man who killed his father, who put him and Franziska through years of emotional abuse, who cared little for truth and justice and only for his win record... He became him. He became him because he didn't really know who he was. He was just... A shell, molded into Manfred's image. And now he didn't know who he should be.

Miles had everything ready. He couldn't write out his feelings in a suicide note, because he didn't want anyone to know how weak he was. He had written a simple one: "Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth chooses death." He had the gun, loaded. He didn't even notice he was crying until he reached for it and felt the tears land on his hand. He grabbed it, and looked at it for a while. His mind kept flashing back. The day his dad died... The feelings he'd had for years, believing he killed Gregory... Manfred fueling that belief... Him and Fran, being screamed at, shamed, humiliated, and hurt through the things they loved... He still remembered Manfred burning Franziska's favorite stuffed toy and destroying his steel samurai collection when she had got in a fight with her father and Miles stood up for her, and Manfred shredding a picture he had of him and his father and snapping Franziska's phone in half when he found out both kids were gay. He remembered all the ways he'd turned into his mentor, putting his most loyal detective well beneath the poverty line, being ruthless and borderline cheating in court, and viewing a guilty verdict as a win for him, and a not guilty verdict a failure, rather than both being the truth being found and justice carried out. Miles put the barrel in his mouth, ready to finally die. He accepted that he really died back when he was 17, and after years of being a shell, he was ready to join his father. He went to cock the gun and heard a click.

The door!

"Hey, Mr. Edgeworth, are you still here sir- M-Mr. Edgeworth!"

Gumshoe.

The detective ran to his boss, who slowly pulled the gun out of his mouth. He couldn't look him in the eye. Gumshoe took the gun, unloaded it, and slightly kneeled down so he could be on Edgeworth's level.

"Mr. Edgeworth... Are you okay, sir?"

"Of course not, you imbecile..!"

"Sorry! Stupid question, I know... But what's going on, Mr. Edgeworth, sir? Why... Why would you have that gun in your mouth? Why would you want to die...?" There was sincerity in the detective's voice. He felt cared for, and he wanted to sob and tell the detective everything he was feeling... But he couldn't. He couldn't let anyone know the pain that weighed so heavily in his heart. He could hardly stand that anyone had caught him so weak...

"I don't know who I am," the words fell out. "I'm just a carbon copy of Manfred von Karma. I hate him and yet... I cannot deny that I am him."

"Nonsense, Mr. Edgeworth! You're nothing like von Karma!"

"That's complete and utter bullshit. In every way, I became him. And now, my whole view of the world has been turned upside down by Wright, and I..." his voice faltered, and he could do nothing but sob. He felt so ashamed, crying his problems onto poor detective Gumshoe. "...Now I don't know what to do. I'm lost. I... It's too late to go back and honor my Father. But I don't want to continue being Manfred..."

Gumshoe gave him a sympathetic look and helped him stand. Miles nearly collapsed in the detective's arms, feeling so weak and vulnerable already.

"I'll dispose of this here, and then we can take a month off. Just you and me, on a nice vacation... And while I will have to come back, you can have as much time as you need to help discover yourself, okay?"

"Discover... Myself?"

"Yeah! I mean, just because you can't be Gregory Edgeworth don't mean you gotta be Manfred von Karma. You can be Miles Edgeworth! He's still somewhere, deep inside your heart... You just gotta find him again!"

"...There's a lot more than just my identity crisis that I have to sort through, detective..."

"Well, I'll be there for ya if you need me. Come on, let's go. Let's get you home."

Edgeworth left with Gumshoe, looking back on the dark office where he almost ended his life. He felt... Strange. Hopeful. And incredibly grateful.

"Detective."

"Hm?"

"...Thank you."

"...Oh, uh, of course Mr. Edgeworth! I- I couldn't just leave you there, y'know."

He smiled at Gumshoe, despite the fact tears were still streaming down his face. He wasn't ready to tell him everything yet, but perhaps he would tell him during their vacation. He was scared of the unknown future ahead of him, but he was glad he had one at all. Everything is gonna be okay for once...

Phoenix hadn't heard from Edgeworth in a week. He figured he'd drop by his office, to see if he was swamped with work or needed help with anything.

"Edgeworth?"

The office was vacant and silent. He started snooping around, as Phoenix Wright would do, and found a note left on his desk. Dread filled his mind and he read the words:

Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth chooses death.

[martinys-world]

The Girl (2)

so chapter 2 is out. please let me know what you think in comments. the drawing took the longest. also because the movie is new at the time of typing this. I was stuggling with doing all of this by mermory --love you all

“SLIVER! Wake up dog.”

I launch forward. Breathing heavily. Feeling my surroundings soft floor. Car windows in front of me. I am on earth I am in reeks car, in the Back seat. 

“You look like you were going to mess someone up.” 

Now I am differently on earth.

“Hey reek.” 

I slowly climbed out of the backseat of his car. There was no way I was going back to sleep any time soon. 

“Are you fighting that monster again.” 

“Yea something like that.”

Monster was the excuse I used to when I toss and turn. No one ask anything more. I  pulled out my two bags. They were basically my lifelines. A mini purse backpack I put around my waist. While the black and green on was on my back. I got to do a lot today.

“Thanks for letting me crash in the back seat.”

I was shaking my head getting the bed rest hair gone. 

“No problem. You help me more than I can ask for it’s the least I can do.”

“Either way thanks and call me if you need me.”

“Hey before you run off will you be okay.  I have seen you toss and turn in your sleep and beating up those “monsters” before, But not like this.”

“I mean it one of those dreams where it seems like a memory but it’s not.”

“what’s the memory?”

“I don’t know, it wasn’t being clear.”

My watch began beeping. 

“I’m going to be late. I got to go.”

“Hey, be careful and No more disappearing without a word.”

“I’ll try, can’t promise.”

Someone holding a bag of apples when one apple began falling to the ground. I put my knee out and let it bounce back. In the bag. Putting the ear buds in my ear so I can dim the world around me. I pulled random granola bar out my purse. I need something in my stomach, Or I will be the monster in real life. This will have to do. Substation was my fast possible route to get to where I am needed.  The subway gets me a moment to write in my journal. I always wrote in something, ever since I little I would wright anything that was worth remembering. That not the first time I dream about something like that. but this is the first time interacting with the environment. 

These dreams play out like a movie. I was always on the side just watching everything unfold. like people do in a theater. most of the dreams that I do remember are fragments. I had one were two lover’s kisses. I had one where a farther is knocking down his daughter. There are too many that I remember. my mine can't remember the last time a thing like this happens. This is diffidently first time some being has died. 

Why did he say midnight. Who midnight I am sliver and no one else. After sitting in a spot that was safe as you could be. I open my big bag and pull out a notebook the said ‘I need space’ and it had a galaxy in space background. It a sketch book but I write and draw in it. a ton of people have called it many names. Reek called it a journal before. I had many people call it my dairy. Buster jokingly said before it my evil planner. Yea right buster. I can't hurt a fly even If I wanted to. In a way It’s a journal of me. my life, people I meet, my dreams. I hope this journal shows that I was not perfect. I am human just like everyone else. 

After going to a blank page. I was sketching the whole dream; the face of the ape was first thing that came to mind.  The sequence was mushy, but I did my best on all the important parts. 

Above the guy that won the battle.  I wrote scrouge in big sharp letter. Underneath him. I wrote bad guy with a question mark.  Because to everyone can be a bad guy to a family like scourge could be bad to just this ape and his family. Then have no fire with me. I have a feeling that not the case. it a possibility can't full rule out the. ‘Proven until guilty’ what the cops say.  Above the ape I wrote Apeling. Leader of the maximal.

Why did I write that and why did that feel right. Who are the maximal? Confusion filled my brain with how I know any of this. Let alone where did these works come from?

“You will know soon.” A whisper came from my left.  there was no one there when I turn my head. the seat was completely empty and there was no one behind me that could be close enough to say it. 

“Next stop Broadway Ave. “

Closing the book and grabbing my bags. I slip past people.my body has a flow. I slip pass people without touching them knowing I was there. anyone would use it to their advantage when its places like this.    At these times it almost completely true and I used it. I have gotten to the top of the stairway without any issue. 

“I don’t want to, but I need too.” I spotted the clinic with its massive red plus sign. Speedy across the sidewalk to reach it without any difficulties walk over. I pull out a 10 I had in my pocket and put it in buster cup. 

“Hey sliver.” 

“Hey buster. Keep both of stomachs full.”

“You know I feed him before I feed myself.” 

 Buster was a homeless guy with a lot mental and physical problems. He is ex-military soldier, who lost his arm in battle. With the battle on top of that he has severe PTSD. Then there Altan a small brown and white boxer, that found his way in buster arms.  Altan means second chance. Buster even admitted feeling like he gotten a second chance, ever since he meant the boxer. 

“That is loyalty, at its finest”

I open the door. where there was no line, making me not delay any longer. 

“Here for sliver.”

 The lady behind desk. Look at her Monitor. 

“Ahh yes for your shots right.”

“Yea” I said grimly. 

“It will be over before you know it.” She said with an empathetic smile and pointed to the waiting room.  

No one hates them like me. me and needles have a VERY bad history. Before I can go down memory lane. I spot an eleven-year-old by his self. Seem like Noah was trying to speed up the waiting process again. 

“Hey tails”

“Hey sliver, you getting your shots done?” 

“Yea, you know me and needles. Did you finish that level with bowser?”

No, I gotten him down like 5 percent. One attack away from wining. Then I died.”

“Oh man. You were almost there. You were one hit away?”

“Yea.”

“how about this, I help you beat him tonight?”

“It sounds like fun.” 

“Okay I have nothing planned after this, so I can follow you home.”

“My brother has an interview.”

“I can still follow and keep you company. An interview takes about an hour.” 

“SLIVER.” Said a nurse in blue.

“Looks like my que. Hey, can you watch greenie I have a feeling you would be here a bit.” Only grabbing my purse and my journal that still in my hand.

“Sure.”

“Be back tails.”

Nothing special happen. They ask the classic questions. Took my measurements, and weight. Am I don’t any drugs. Am I smoke so on so forth. 

When I was left in the room, I wrote in my journal my weight and height. I still average size, but I grew an inch. Now, I am 5’5. I went to the page with the monkey and robot. I know I need to add more. Like that ball or sphere in my dream and they shape of that key. Just trying to do whatever to distract myself.  Form mine understand this “scourge” is linked to this “Unicron” in some way.  I am guessing, that this Unicron eats planets to fill their hunger. These Maximals are keeping this key away. I drew just a diamond because the closest I can draw it because it went with that second ape.  I barely saw him for a minute.

Okay main thing to take away from this dream so far. key from Unicron. This Scrouge and Terrorcons do whatever Unicron says.  These Maximals are this guardian of this key. That would make him more powerful. They swore to play keep away.

This is all to my understanding. Many questions are going through my head. what is this key. where did the rest of the Maximals go. what more is out there? who is this ‘midnight’? the biggest question that I have was, why me? I just a nobody that just run and knows a lot of random facts. 

I just kept sketching I just let my hand wonder.

 A doctor in white coat came in. my right sleeve was already rose up for her. So, I can get this over.  my legs were crossed, so this book was in some what a stable condition.

“that’s a nice wolf you are drawing there.”  

A black wolf was under the word midnight. Was that midnight?  My gut was saying yes but didn’t want to trust it on something as a drawing. I can't seem to find a reason to disagree. 

“Thank you.”  I said trying to be polite. Now realizing she was cleaning up.  

This wolf was nothing like me. I am a human from my planet earth. I am walking on two feet not four. I have hair, not fur. There so much that different between the two of us. could the ape confuse my kindness for her, or Mr. Apelinq could have been having a life flash before his eye’s moment. 

I HATE not knowing. I also know that I am not getting an answer.  While I was going down this worm hole of possibilities or theories. The appointment was over before I know it. Prefect timing to as I was walking out sonic, and tails were about to start there’s. 

“I got it tails, go.” 

I traded places with him. I pull out the last cholate chip cookie I had in the green bag. Staring monkey with graphite eyes. Like he could talk back.

“How can I solve this mystery?

Tag: @apexprime.

[cornertheculprit]

Zak: Well, the prelude may have been longer than the main attraction. Shall we begin our game? My final competition?

Phoenix: Final...? Why?

Zak: As you said, I have come out of hiding today to make this document legally binding. Once that is done, I shall slip once more underground.

Phoenix: ...Without seeing your daughter?

Zak: ...... It would be best if I did not. ...Seven years ago, we played. Seven years ago, I lost. I already lost to Magnifi. I do not care to lose to another. And I have heard that you never lose.

Phoenix: ...It's just a rumor.

Zak: Yes... for it is impossible to never lose. Unless one has an ace up one's sleeve.

Phoenix: ......

Zak: As a magician, it causes me no end of irritation. To think a mere lawyer might be out there, pulling the wool over so many eyes.

Phoenix: Hey... I just signed your document for you. Maybe you could try lightening up?

Zak: That was that. This is this. For my final competition, I will destroy your perfect record, Phoenix Wright. This... will be my final performance. You are warned.

Phoenix: (This guy is beyond serious... So much for a fun evening of cards.)

my brain has been rotating this exchange around like a rotisserie chicken in the microwave for the past few days and for the life of me i can't pinpoint WHY it's driving me up a wall in an insane way so i'm just going to write everything i think and hope to god i hit the nail on the head and scratch whatever itch this is causing.

there's something to me about how trucy was the one thing that gave zak pause while he was planning the trick to abandon her and how he still wears the locket of her around his neck and yet how he refuses to even see her even though she keeps a picture of his face hanging in her home and talks to it every day so she won't forget what he looks like and then the next time she hears about him (presumably from phoenix, because she knew about it by the time of turnabout succession) he's dead. and also something about how zak is a man who prioritizes his pride above all else and how he was vengeful enough to hire someone to plant a card on phoenix so that he could either a) break phoenix's seven year win streak himself or b) expose him for "cheating". he was so genuinely pissed about the fact that a "mere lawyer" (or ex-lawyer in this case) was "pulling the wool over so many eyes" in a way that he, a fully-fledged magician, could not that he would resort to his own form of trickery. it kind of mirrors what kristoph did with phoenix seven years earlier—getting someone else to "plant evidence on him" as it were. earlier in their meeting phoenix literally described him as "dangerous" and zak is literally making phoenix go "hey man...calm the fuck down. lighten up a little" in a way that reminds me of people trying to calm a spooked horse. the dialogue when you present the wrong thing to zak (when talking about thalassa) actually reinforces just how fucking SERIOUS zak was:

Zak: ...Let me be frank. It is true I do not wish to talk of her. And now, there is another I could care less about. ...You.

Phoenix: Ah.

Zak: Take care you do not end up "missing" yourself.

Phoenix: (For some reason, it's extra scary when magicians threaten me.)

and i mean he literally did hit olga with the bottle later when he got pissed again so. hm. maybe what's still driving me so insane about it is that it all comes back to the idea of "foolish pride." because remember when phoenix was talking about edgeworth in justice for all and he said "he clutched onto his foolish pride too fiercely... and died for it" and then remember when trucy asked phoenix if he was so sad about losing his badge because of his own "foolish pride" and phoenix says "yeah that's pretty accurate" and trucy says that zak used to talk about "foolish pride" all the time and in the end it's literally zak's foolish pride that got him killed. he TRULY resurfaced from hiding to pass on the gramarye rights yes but given the context of the situation i think it's safe to say that became an afterthought when he realized where phoenix was and what he was doing and that phoenix was living on the reputation of having a perfect record. and speaking of perfect records!!! how funny is it that phoenix gave edgeworth shit for his perfect record and then proceeded to live on one himself? something about edgeworth going "i will do anything to get my guilty verdict. anything." in aa1 and zak calling phoenix out on using trucy as the "ace up his sleeve" during big games and phoenix going "er... gotta use the resources at hand, i always say" because even though he doesn't do it OFTEN he IS doing anything he can to secure his win streak. he's already sickeningly good at poker obviously (just like edgeworth is already sickeningly good at prosecuting) but sometimes you just need that little extra oomph. an extra resource to use. and zak knows. and phoenix knows that zak knows. and maybe that's part of the reason why zak was so angry? not that he has any room to speak (HE IS ALSO DOING ANYTHING TO GET HIS WIN) but that IS his daughter getting used as a "resource" and phoenix reaping the benefits (little as they may be) with his win streak and maybe maybe maybe that win against him seven years ago was a fluke. maybe phoenix wright is nothing without his luck and trucy. but then the game is played and not only does phoenix discover the planted card he even manages to win the game. zak came out of hiding for nothing and was killed for it. phoenix takes the locket (whether it's before or after zak is killed is unclear—nonetheless, he takes it) and eventually tells trucy about the fact that zak is dead. that he didn't want to see her (maybe he doesn't tell her this—but trucy being trucy would realize it). that the reason he was there was to beat phoenix in a game of fucking cards no matter what he had to do. and eventually phoenix hands her the gramarye rights and tells her the second reason zak was there that night and that doesn't really make things better but it doesn't exactly make things worse either. it all comes back to foolish pride doesn't it. foolish pride foolish pride foolish pride!

[musicalpancakes77]

Extremely interested in Ghost AU (the title so nice you say it twice lmao)

Hi Indigo!! omg the ghost au... god I haven't thought about it in so long, but as soon as you asked this and i saw it this morning I did indeed have so many thoughts about it 🥰 Thank you for asking!! This is gonna be slightly long I'm so sorry but stick with me LMAO

So the Ghost AU is a rather generic AU based off the peanut gallery from the movie Stardust- you know, the 2007 hit movie Stardust?? Surely we all know the one- but I say generic because I'm pretty sure at least half of the Ace Attorney fandom has individually, on their own time, went "Hey, what if Phoenix could see ghosts??" so like. It's really not THAT unique LMAO

But that's kinda what it is when you boil it down: an AU where Mia dies, befriends Greg in the "ghost world", and together the two of them have fun peanut gallery moments over the course of the OG trilogy. This is all possible by the magatama that Phoenix carries around of course; at first it's just their hushed voices, maybe a cold touch, but it develops into something more. By the time Phoenix starts cases from game 3 he begins to develop a more literal Sight for the deceased- I don't think the magatama cares who is using it, it doesn't discriminate, hell if Miles had it on him for long enough I'm sure he would have developed an ability to see them too. But in this AU it's just Phoenix dealing with joyful heckling from two more experienced (albeit dead) lawyers, Maya who complains it's so unfair that she's the spirit medium but she can't see them, Miles who would never believe this if you told him, and Pearls who is so happy to just be here LMAO

I never wrote more than about 7 pages in my document for this one- I barely got past the end of Turnabout Sisters 😭 I do still love the idea; if I were to ever come back to it I think I'd write it on a smaller scale than what my brain typically tries to achieve with fanfic (cough slowburn 100k stories COUGH) and I'd put a heavier importance on dealing with grief between all the comedic heckling 🤔

This is already one of my longer posts, but since you asked so kindly I can even provide a snippet or two, since I haven't talked about this AU in so long and there is an unfortunate chance it may never see the light of day again,,,

She wakes up to adrenaline, buzzing through her veins, with breaths that shouldn’t be choking in lungs that don’t exist. Her mind screams that there’s supposed to be pain- a single, blooming, unbearable pain in her temple- but miraculously, there is none. It’s just her, sitting in the dark, feeling like she’s having an out-of-body experience as her mind reels and reels over why she thought she was in pain, what she remembers, why she remembers being scared.  It takes a few moments of hushed breathing for it to hit her.  A hallowed clock, a wiretap, and a snake. 

“I would ask how she can watch that episode for the seventh time in a row, but that would be redundant since I know for a fact that Miles has watched it at least twenty times.”  Mia raises an eyebrow while Mr. Edgeworth hovers over the Wright & Co. office couch. Miles Edgeworth? Watching the Steel Samurai? At the same interest level or more than her literally obsessed younger sister, Maya?  “Miles Edgeworth, your son, the Demon Prosecutor? Watching the acclaimed children's show The Steel Samurai? I’d sooner think he’d die than watch a show like that.”  “Objection, Miles would rather die than admit to watching a show like that.”  Mia sits on the statement. “... You’re fucking with me.”  Maybe it’s the bluntness, maybe it’s the uncharacteristic use of language, but Mr. Edgeworth laughs to the point his hand meets his chest. Mia can’t help but giggle herself. Miles Edgeworth likes the Steel Samurai, who would have known. 

That's about it; thank you again for asking!! It was a joy to explain <3

[plasma-tree]

Mara: "Moonwood Mill Testing Facility." Gregor: "It's not a hospital, then. Why were you marked as a patient on those files?" Mara: "Files?" Gregor: "The ones I found in the blonde guy's room." Mara: "How did--…" Gregor: "I broke in." Mara: "Uh… Huh. I guess 'patient' sounds better than 'test subject'. It used to be an animal control center. This guy, Dr. Wright, turned it into… Well. A testing facility."

Mara: "I don't remember much of what happened before I was there. I was told that they picked me up when I was a teenager, after I… Turned." Gregor: "Turned?"

Mara: "…Yeah."

Gregor: "Oh."

Mara: "Dr. Wright had this… Theory. That, because stress could cause rage attacks and make werewolves transform, that it worked the other way, too. He figured if he made being a werewolf an aversive enough experience with that stress, triggered enough werewolf-to-human transformations, it would just… Go away." Mara: "He used to say this phrase, all the time…"

[Dr. Wright: "Break the beast to free the man."] Mara: "Break the beast to free the man."

Mara: "His favorite way of inducing that kind of stress was… With water. There was this big pool in the basement, fenced in so you couldn't really climb out. Him and Grady--" Gregor: "Blonde guy?" Mara: "Yeah. They'd restrain us, toss us in, and lock the gate." Gregor: "To what end?" Mara: "To prove his point, I guess."

Mara: "I figure he kept doing it because we'd either revert to human form from exhaustion, or we'd drown. I remember him being so, so excited the first time I turned back. I was the first one of his experiments that 'worked'." Gregor: "You say we as if there were others there." Mara: "There were. But the herd thinned out over the years. The more invasive and insistent he got, the more of us died."

Mara: "Funding dried up pretty quick when he only had one left."

Mara: "I think, when that happened, he abandoned the lie that he wanted to 'help' us." Mara: "The cruelty became… Really obvious. He didn't try to hide it anymore, how much he hated us." Gregor: "What did he do to you?"

Mara: "It went from experimental amnestic drugs and 'hydrotherapy' to surgery. He got it in his head that I'd mellow out if I was sterilized, that he'd get better results and I'd be easier to handle." Gregor: "And he went through with it?"

Mara: "Yeah."

Mara: "Didn't work out the way he hoped, but yeah."

Mara: "I just… Lost my shit, really. I felt defeated, hopeless for so long. Suddenly I was enraged."

Gregor: "And you escaped?" Mara: "The place was… Sort of crumbling anyways. Locks were rusting. Fences were brittle. Dr. Wright was getting old. I stayed in my werewolf form kind of… Involuntarily, from the anger."

Mara: "Somewhere along the line, I realized, with perfect clarity, that Wright was made of meat, like everybody else."

Gregor: "And…?" Mara: "I cheeked my sedatives, one day. Tucked them under my tongue and pretended to fall asleep about 30 minutes later."

Mara: "Slowed my breathing."

Mara: "Convinced him I was safe to drag off for more testing, like that."

Mara: "He bought it, too. I think I would've been pretty proud of myself if I wasn't genuinely tweaking the fuck out."

Mara: "The look on his face when I got up, off the floor…"

[Wright: "027-- MARA, NO!"] Mara: "I tore him apart like a dog tears apart a rabbit."

Mara: "Then I made a break for it. I just… Dropped everything and fuckin' ran. I didn't even know where I was going."

[High pitched ringing.] [Gregor: "Mara?"] [Gregor: "Mara…?"]

Gregor: "Hey." Mara: "Huh-…" Gregor: "I'm here."

[15]

[casspurrjoybell-20]

FOOLS IN LOVE - Chapter 30 - Part 1 BOOK THREE: 'Fools Fall in Love' Trilogy

*Warning - Adult Content*

Noah Wright

"Can you chill?" Ciera asked me with a mouth full of the pesto pasta she made for her, Kaitlyn and myself.

"I don't know what you mean. I'm fine," I said but my tone proved otherwise as I sat at the table, moving the pasta around while glaring at the innocent noodles.

"He'll be home tomorrow night," Ciera pointed out and Kaitlyn nodded.

Sam had been gone for two days, spending his time with Boring-Benjamin and his family and who knows what else they were doing and fucking hell, it was driving me crazy.

I knew I had no right to feel that way, but confess your love for me, have sex with me and then go spend a weekend with Benjamin Hernandez?

What the fuck is that bullshit?

"Yeah, I'm sure Boring-Benjamin will let him leave his sight," I muttered.

I could just picture Benjamin's whiny voice begging Sam to stay the night again.

"Can you really blame Sam?" Kaitlyn asked me.

"What if my Grandma died when you were trying to break up with me? Would you have stayed to support me or dump me anyway?"

"That's different," I said matter-of-factly but I knew it wasn't and watching Ciera roll her eyes and hearing Kaitlyn sigh, the logical part of me knew I was wrong but the angry part of me wanted to argue more.

"No it's not," Ciera said.

"You care about Kaitlyn as much as Sam probably cares about Benjamin."

"Noah," Kaitlyn gave me her disapproval tone that she used to give me all the time in our past relationship.

"Whatever," I said shoving my plate away from me.

"I'm leaving. I'll be back later," I told them as I stood up, grabbing my wallet and keys in the process.

"Where are you going?" My ex-girlfriend asked me at the same time as Ciera.

"I'm buying weed from Wesley, I'll be back soon," I answered with a shrug like it was no big deal.

"Hey, no you don't," Ciera shook her head as she stood up, she pointed a firm finger at the chair I was just sitting at.

"Sit your ass back down. You know that's a bad idea and if I'm not mistaken, didn't you say that Sam didn't want you seeing him even if it was to just buy weed?"

"And I wanted him to break up with Benjamin," I murmured under my breath.

I knew I wasn't being fair, I was being an asshole.

I just couldn't help the urge to piss off Sam the way he pissed me off but I knew better, which was why I sat back down as Ciera instructed.

"Don't be stupid, Noah. Going to Wesley's place will only lead him on and hurt Sam," Ciera spoke pointedly, making sure I heard every word.

Even though she was right, I rolled my eyes anyway.

"Fine," I got up because I couldn't sit still.

"I'm going to my room," I said while heading there and shutting my bedroom door closed once I entered.

"Call Dr. Zinko," Ciera yells through the door.

I clicked on Sam's contact again and pressed the 'call' icon.

It rang twice before I heard...

"Hey, you reached Sam. Um... leave a message and I'll..." I hung up.

He sent me to voicemail.

I groaned and laid down on my bed.

***********

My nose tickled from the citrusy scent and it was giving me a headache.

"I don't like this new scent," I protested, scrunching my nose.

"And this location sucks," I added in dismay.

"It's just until they finish the remodeling," Dr. Zinko explained.

"Then I'll be back at the office on Central. I can turn off the diffuser. You don't like orange?"

I watched as my therapist reached for the white glowing thing that was spewing out soft, orange scented clouds into his small temporary office.

I shrugged.

"I guess it's fine. I liked the lavender better."

It wasn't really the essential oil that was giving me a headache, I was already irritated before I walked into his office twenty minutes ago.

"I'll remember that for next time but I think you're really just avoiding what asked. Why is that?"

I sighed.

"Because, you're right, okay? What I texted him was shitty."

Ciera was right, while Sam was away comforting Boring Bejamin, it was best to call Dr. Zinko before my self-destructive thoughts could ruin what Sam and I were so close to having again.

"I didn't say shitty but I think you can agree it was unnecessary and was intended to guilt trip Sam, yes?"

'Ugh.'

It was times like this Dr. Zinko irked me because of how right he is.

Nonetheless, I crossed my arms and responded...

"It was the truth. I'm not going to have a good night knowing he's in bed with someone else."

There was a pause as my therapist gave me his usual 'I'm studying you' look.

"How did you sleep last night?" he asked.

I opened my mouth, then shut it because yeah, I slept fine but'''

"I went to bed angry," is what I said, even though I knew that wasn't the point.

"And did you end up seeing Wesley?" Dr. Zinko asked.

I sat up, uncrossing my arms as I spoke.

"No, I don't even know why I said that. I don't care to see Wesley. I want do things different this time and be better for Sam and myself but it's like my first thought is always to just fuck up."

"Hmm," Dr. Zinko pondered for a second.

"And why do you think that is?"

"Hah," I laughed.

"Maybe because I fucking hate myself and don't think I deserve Sam anyway?"

My heart sank because even though I spoke that as a joke, I knew how true it was.

Running my hand through my hair, I leaned back against the leather seat.

"Fuck," I breathed out.

"I really don't deserve him," I repeated, looking at Dr. Zinko then grabbed at my chest.

"But I feel like I can't breathe without Sam. Life is a mind-numbing blur without Sam and I don't care if that's dramatic as fuck, that's how it feels," I stressed, getting worked up.

Taking a deep breath, I grabbed a fidget gadget from a wicker bin and turned my focus on that.

"And without Sam... I'm just...just..." I didn't know what word I was thinking of, so I tried to picture it.

Life without Sam.

Everything is dull and colorless.

Everything tastes bad.

Everything moves slower.

Everything is nothing without Sam.

"Lost," I settled on.

At the end of my session with Dr. Zinko, he told me my 'assignment' until next time, is to try to recognize unnecessary comments and being more aware of how I respond.

Easier said than done.

He also told me to start saying positive affirmations to myself everyday.

I told him.

"That's a lot of homework, Doc."

But I guess maybe he had some good advice.

I was telling him the truth, I want to do better by Sam.

Doing so, I know I need to put my ego aside and be patient.

[rivalsforlife]

Do you have anything you wished was different from Ace Attorney canon?

Hello I'm finally slowly starting to get around to answering some of these! Sorry for the wait.

Uh this ask got super long so a basic summary of it: narumitsu being canon in a well-written way would be nice even though I don't think it would ever happen, I stand by not bringing back Phoenix as a main protagonist in DD, and I'd also want to rewrite all of SOJ so that Apollo goes to Khura'in in place of Phoenix, to have more interesting character stuff going on.

So the longer answer is this:

Aside from some of the actually problematic stuff that I don't feel qualified to talk about, story-wise, I answered a sort of similar question about a year ago here. I have changed my opinions a little bit since then, particularly with regards to the canonicity of narumitsu... because while I do love narumitsu I feel like I don't trust Ace Attorney to actually do it properly. After all if this past November has taught us anything "making a ship canon" could actually be quite undesirable and I have no desire to see Phoenix and/or Edgeworth sent to superhell. (I literally know nothing else about supernatural sorry about that.)

If capcom were somehow able to make narumitsu canon but in an unobtrusive way and as a natural progression of the storyline, like oh hey, the court record profile for Miles Edgeworth's Obligatory Last-Case Appearance has Phoenix mention they're dating, and maybe there's a few lines suggesting they live with each other, but it's not like... taking the entire story to force them together and otherwise does not change the way they interact with each other and butcher one or both of their characterizations in the process? I'd definitely be happy about that. Not gonna lie even if they made narumitsu canon in the most terrible way possible I'd have a "holy shit I can't believe they did that it's the best day of my life" kind of moment before I could think about it critically. But I honestly see no chance of them ever actually making narumitsu canon, so that's quite unrealistic to hope for anyways.

Aside from that in that other ask I talked about basically the premise of an Apollo trilogy and not bringing back Phoenix as the main protagonist in DD, and I still stand by that, buuut in my other ask I did touch on making SOJ a different game where Apollo goes to Khura'in instead of Phoenix - and you know what I'm going to take some time to actually talk about my dream version of SOJ because there were a lot of little things about the one we got that I didn't like. And it's going to be very long. So it's under a cut.

SO yeah I talked about it a bit in the other ask. I think that Phoenix going to Khura'in is a rather weak idea both externally and in-universe. In one of the interviews, too lazy to find which one, Phoenix basically goes to Khura'in because the writers couldn't figure out how to challenge him anymore. ... And then they don't actually challenge him at all. Because oh well now we're going to this new country where they KILL DEFENSE ATTORNEYS WHO LOSE and then it's supposed to be *shocking* that Phoenix would risk his life for a kid or his best friend. you know the guy who ran across a burning bridge to save his best friend. you know the guy who got punched in the face, nearly killed by the mafia, and tazed trying to save his clients. This doesn't tell me anything new about Phoenix's character. His whole travel in Khura'in doesn't tell me anything new about Phoenix's character. Basically the only reason he's there is to see Maya - Maya who theoretically would be returning home in about two weeks. Maya who was still in her training for two more weeks when Phoenix visited so he wouldn't be able to see her anyways. ... And in the meantime Trucy had the biggest show of her life that was going to be on TV and Phoenix wasn't there for it. And of course Phoenix didn't return home after Trucy was accused of murder (yes he couldn't be there for the trial, but he definitely could have for the emotional support afterwards) and instead just sits for two weeks in Khura'in doing literally nothing after Ahlbi's trial.

(And yes I know about the anime prologue that has Phoenix think Maya's in danger... but that's not strictly canon since it's never mentioned in game, isn't technically a part of the game, and even still, why wouldn't he go home after knowing that Maya's safe and that Trucy had been ACCUSED OF MURDER. Honestly that's what makes me angriest about this whole thing is that it makes Phoenix out to be a terrible dad. We really don't need any more takes like that, especially not from canon.)

And what about Apollo, you may ask? Well, given case 5 of SOJ, Apollo actually has a personal link to Khura'in and ends up staying there afterwards... after being there for like a day or two. I should note here that it has been a while since I went through SOJ in its entirety so I am fuzzy on many of the details. But both through what I remember and some conversations with people who actually played the game recently, the motivation for Apollo to actually stay in Khura'in isn't that great. It mainly seemed like guilt about his dead dad who he hadn't been in contact with for years and had completely written off until a few days ago but oh he died and then went to go visit him so... better take up the law office!

If Apollo had gone to Khura'in in place of Phoenix and spent more time there, reconnecting with his childhood home and actually getting passionate seeing how corrupt the legal system is there (even though we have a corrupt legal system at home) and being driven to fix it, that would make for a stronger story, I think. The Khura'in plot is more personally focused around Apollo than it is Phoenix. Phoenix's connection to Khura'in is through Maya, but Maya doesn't really have much of a connection to it aside from "it's where spirit channeling is from and she trains there". But Apollo, I guess, grew up there. So it's so strange to me that they force all of Apollo's connection to Khura'in in the last case while Phoenix is running around doing who-knows-what for the rest of the game. Phoenix spends more time getting to know the state of Khura'in and the Defiant Dragons and case 3's whole thing but he isn't the one who in the end decides to sit down and fix it; that's all on Apollo. It almost feels like they forced one of the two plots in to everything. And it was probably conceived as a Phoenix story that they needed to fit Apollo into last minute because oops he's supposed to be a protagonist too.

Some other strengths to Apollo going to Khura'in include that it would shake up the character dynamics a bit. Instead of Phoenix defending Maya, it's Apollo defending Maya, and that's a particularly interesting thing to look at in the context of Khura'in's "we kill defense attorneys" system. Of course, Phoenix would risk his life to save Maya, 100%, every time. But what about Apollo, who hasn't met Maya, who only knows her as "Mr. Wright's former assistant" - would he risk his life for her? And I feel like Maya would argue more against him defending her because of that. "We're strangers, you don't know me, you don't have to risk your life defending me." (Sidenote that I was always upset that Maya didn't protest much when Phoenix offered to defend her, knowing his life was at risk - sure she knows him better and knows he's always been able to get her out of these situations, but at the same time, the fact that there was no "what about your daughter?" conversation sucks. I really wish SOJ wouldn't have like. completely forgotten about the phoenix-trucy father-daughterisms.)

Let's say Apollo goes to Khura'in. Phoenix stays at home. Phoenix gets a call from Apollo that's basically "uhh hi Mr. Wright you know your friend Maya, she's been arrested for murder, if I defend her and I lose we're both dead," then you can tie in to that moment in 6-2 where Phoenix (who can't make it in time for the trial!) believes in Apollo and his skills as an attorney, not just to save Maya's life, but also his own. It ties in a bit more to the overall challenge of defending someone at the risk of your own life. Again, Phoenix would have very few hesitations, if any, risking his life to defend Maya. Apollo may have more defending a stranger at the risk of his own life.

Then if you can actually have Apollo and Maya talk together that would be neat - Maya can tell him embarrassing stories about Phoenix's rookie days, for instance. Their dynamic would be quite a bit different from Phoenix and Maya's, and that would be an interesting thing to see, unlike what we have in SOJ where all of Maya's substantial interactions are with characters she already knows or brand new characters.

(It would also be pretty neat to know more spirit channeling politics and dive in more to Maya's perspective on Khura'in and also her role as upcoming Master of the Kurain Channeling Technique and where she plans to lead the village in the future and also reconcile with her family's bloody legacy, but I'm not quite sure how to fit that in right now.)

And how about Phoenix, back home in Japanifornia? Evidently he'd end up being in charge of defending Trucy. Now, I did love the siblingsisms in canon 6-2, but I feel like there is still potential for Phoenix defending Trucy. All of Apollo Justice has a bunch of good moments between Apollo and Trucy, and she's co-counsel on all his trials, but we've never had any substantial Phoenix and Trucy investigation or co-counsel moments. I feel like AU 6-2 would be a great opportunity to dive more into Phoenix and Trucy's relationship and how it may have changed after Phoenix got his badge back. Plus, Phoenix being "the only one who knows how she really feels on the inside", he'd have unique insider knowledge into some of the Gramarye stuff that comes up in the case and Trucy's personal connection to the Gramaryes, which Apollo knows a bit of, but Phoenix knows more of. ... Or at least, should know more of, given that he raised Trucy for nine years at this point and they're very close, and Phoenix knows her better than anyone else does, even if capcom has forgotten this.

... Of course having Athena defend the case would also be great because more Athena spotlight is never a bad thing, but it's hard to come up with a reason why Phoenix wouldn't be there to defend her. And doing more switcheroos in terms of role in the plot is a bit beyond the scope of what I have in mind right now. Sorry Athena.

Aside from that, Athena still gets Storyteller, Apollo still heads Turnabout Revolution, and Phoenix still gets the DLC case. Apollo stays in Khura'in in the end with a bit more to his motivations. Rather than it just being about carrying on Dhurke's legacy, it's also something Apollo is passionate about after all he witnessed here. While we're at it I'd still rework a lot of Turnabout Revolution to make it so that Phoenix genuinely believes in Atishon because that makes for sooo much more interesting of a plot and actual character development on Phoenix's part than "Maya was kidnapped again and Phoenix is only wrong when he has no other choice", but that'd require some more detail and this post is long enough already.

And in terms of other details that need to be sorted out, there's the question of why Apollo would need to go to Khura'in in the first place. I'd probably say something to do with Dhurke. Maybe he comes back a bit earlier - actually alive, maybe, though crossing borders would be a bit of a challenge, or he reaches out to Apollo remotely somehow and Apollo goes to yell in his face about abandoning him (or at least that's what he thinks he wants.) Then we could have some more Dhurke and Apollo bonding time, potentially? Idk, if you switch up Phoenix and Apollo you're pretty much writing a whole new game and obviously I have not worked out all the details, but I think if Capcom had tried to go with this route from the outset they'd have a stronger game. At least stronger character motivations.

So... yeah. Those are my opinions. If you read through this whole thing I'm very impressed because it got very long!

[rainy-day-gracie]

Old Friends 8

So I’ve decided to make the last two chapters of this series like a two part finale almost. 9 and 10 will be the last chapters of Old Friends :(

But I do have more in the works, so don’t cry! Just enjoy this fluffy chapter with Spencer and the team. :))

Spencer Reid x Reader

Chapter 8:

JJ grabbed me by the arm as soon as I walked into the bullpen. 

“Explain to me why Henry is telling me that, I quote, ‘Uncle Spencer is in love with the smart lady.’?”

I just stared at her with wide eyes. “Um, I don’t know, maybe you should ask Spencer.” I tried to get away without grinning, but she kept her grip on my arm, a sly smirk on her face. 

“When you guys babysat Henry he definitely picked up on your flirty little banter, and now he’s constantly talking about how Spencer is so in love with you.” JJ let go of my arm and gave me a knowing glance. 

I was trying to keep from laughing hysterically. “How old is Henry?”

“He’s three.” 

Calming myself down, I walked past her to my desk. “JJ, I’m just going to be honest…” I looked her in the eye, faking seriousness. “I have no idea what you are talking about.”

She gave a groan of frustration as Prentiss and Garcia walked past. “What are we talking about?” Prentiss saddled up next to me. “Are we talking about how you and Reid are totally hooking up?”

Garcia gasped. “Yesterday I heard them talking about their favorite French movies… the language of love!”

I raised my hands in the air in mock surrender. “Oh, you caught me! We were talking to each other, whoa!”

All three of the women rolled their eyes, and I could tell they weren’t leaving until they actually got something juicy. 

I sighed. “Okay, I’ve spent the night at his place a few times. Nothing happened,” I added quickly after seeing their scandalized faces. “We just eat ice cream and I crash on his couch. After what happened a few months ago, sometimes it’s hard to be alone.”

They all looked suspicious, but eventually they dropped it. 

I didn’t tell them the total truth, but they didn’t need to know details. 

Yes, we’ve kissed a few times, so what?

After a few minutes of working at my desk, a fresh coffee appeared next to me, and Spencer quickly was walking away. I giggled softly, watching him wink at me from across the bullpen. 

I heard Morgan snort as he was walking up behind my desk. “What, Morgan?” 

“Something fishy is going on with you and pretty boy over there,” Morgan pointed over to where Spencer was sorting through different files. 

“Something fishy? We’re old friends, you know that.” 

Morgan smirked, clearly unconvinced. “Old friends, my ass.”

We all came to attention when we saw Garcia power walking across the catwalk in her heels. “Minions of the BAU, you have a case!”

__

The stunt that I pulled, ignoring Hotch, happened almost a month ago and he was still pissed. I could read it on his face, and it was almost comical to see this normally stone cold leader so heated. 

“I think Dad is still mad at me,” I whispered to Prentiss, and she laughed out loud, drawing the attention of everyone in the briefing room. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Spencer with his little sweet puppy smile, the smile he wore when he was happy. 

“Ladies and gents, you are going to San Francisco where there have been three very strange murders, I direct your attention to the photos,” Garcia pointed to the screen. 

She wasn’t lying, the murders were extremely strange. One crime scene appeared to be in a tunnel with a male and female victim. The other crime scene was a medieval execution, a woman hanged using a classic noose. Suicide was ruled out given that her hands and feet were bound and her apartment showed signs of a struggle. All of the victims were in fancy medieval clothing, corsets and all.  

“The only thing connecting all of these kills is the elaborate costumes. Clearly our unsub has a flair for the dramatic. He wants these bodies to be found.” Spencer looked over at me as I cleared my throat. 

“There’s something familiar about these murders, I just can’t put my finger on it.” Looking at the photos, something was ringing in my head but I couldn’t figure out what it was. “Probably the work of a single unsub, the medieval wardrobes practically screams individuality.”

“What I’m worried about is the rate of kills. Two victims in three days is almost a nonexistent cooling off period.” Hotch stood up and scanned the room. “Wheels up in 20. Reid, come see me for a moment.”

Spencer shot me a glance and followed Hotch into his office. 

“That can’t be good.” I muttered to JJ, and she nodded inn agreement.  

__

“So he stabbed the female victim at the first crime scene, and poisoned the male. Those are two completely different MOs.” Everyone was still puzzled at the crime scenes on the plane. Morgan had almost an angry look on his face. “And he hangs the single female? It doesn’t make sense.”

I shook my head. “I can’t shake the feeling that I’ve seen this before.’

Prentiss raised her eyebrows. “I don’t think any of us have seen anything like this before.”

Spencer was sitting in the window seat next to me, surprisingly not saying anything. At the back of my mind I wanted to ask him about what Hotch called him in for. 

“I never thought I would get to kiss you again,” Spencer whispered gently. His arm around my shoulders on his couch felt so much like home I forgot that we were also coworkers. 

“Well, you did, so it’s okay,” I smiled up at him and turned back to the TV. In these few short weeks of being a couple again of sorts, my mental health has improved more than in the last six months. Someone would touch me and I wouldn’t flinch anymore, and the nightmares of that damn basement lessened. 

Everything was so easy with Spencer. There was still the same connection of kindred spirits we’ve had since college, and we would talk about the most random, nerdy subjects.

Damn, he made me happy. So, so happy. 

“Everything good?” I murmured to Spencer on the plane. 

“Yeah, it’s okay,” Spencer gave me a reassuring side smile as Hotch began giving assignments. 

“Prentiss, Morgan go to the latest dump site. Look through it in the killer’s eyes. YLN, Reid, go to the station and interview families. Rossi and I will go to the ME. JJ, take care of the press.”

I suddenly got it. Hotch was putting Spencer in to babysit me. That’s what they were talking about. I gave Spencer a look, and he glanced away awkwardly. 

__

“So the first two victims were Rosie Greenlin and Tom Janney, they were both in their early twenties, dating, college students.” I shook my head as I walked up to Spencer. “Parents don’t know anything except that Rosie and Tom were in love, clear as day.”

Spencer sighed as he scanned the crime scene photos. “Betty Wright came from a wealthy family, and her parents say she’s always been very outspoken but kind.”

I furrowed my eyebrows. “Rosie and Tom both came from wealthy families as well. Could he be targeting the rich?” 

Spencer shrugged, out of ideas for now.

“Hey, did Hotch pull you aside so he could tell you to babysit me?” One look on Spencer’s face told me yes. “He’s afraid I’ll go rogue again.”

Spencer looked guilty and spoke slowly. “He’s just making sure that you don’t…”

I raised my eyebrows when Spencer trailed off. “Yeah, that’s what I thought. I’m not mad, I just wanted to know, that’s all.”

A police officer came into the room as I finished speaking. “There’s another one. Dylan Walker, stabbed then submerged in liquid. But here’s the weird part, he was submerged in a barrel of wine.”

Spencer pulled out his phone. “We need to get everyone here. We’re not going to catch this guy by splitting up.”

__

After everyone got back to the station, we ordered food and threw out ideas. 

“It’s probably this guy’s first time killing, could the varied MO just mean he’s seeing what he likes?” Morgan had the same puzzled expression from earlier, as did most of the team. “Betty Wright was found hanging from a tree on an isolated hill and the coroner said she’d only been there about an hour.”

Spencer shifted in his seat and moved his hands. “The dump sites seem to be crucial to his fantasy, but we just don’t know why.”

I hadn’t said anything since the team got back. “Oh my god,” I whispered, looking at the crime scene photos. “A malmsey butt… a public execution… two deaths in a tunnel…”

The team just stared at me. “What is it, YFN?” Spencer asked. 

I tapped him on the arm, completely astounded that I figured it out. “Remember when we went to see King Lear in college?”

Spencer’s eyes widened. “Cordelia was executed by hanging.”

I nodded at him, standing up and looking at the team. “She was executed because she valued love over property, so her father killed her. Betty Wright was known to be very outspoken. Clarence in Richard III was stabbed then submerged in a malmsey butt, or a barrel of wine. Romeo and Juliet both died in an underground tomb, Romeo poisoned himself and Juliet stabbed herself. Rosie and Tom died in a sewage drain underground in the exact same ways.”

“He’s recreating the written deaths of Shakespeare,” JJ concluded. 

“The medieval clothing ties all of it together, the costumes he puts his victims in were common among royalty in Shakespeare’s time.” I looked to Hotch, who wore a microscopic smile on his face. Good job, he seemed to say. 

__

The unsub was Devin McCoy, a former Shakespeare director who lost his job two weeks ago for assaulting one of his actors. Hotch insisted that I stay at the station while they made the arrest, and I grudgingly obliged. Devin came with little resistance, saying that he was creating the art that his actors couldn’t. The whole thing looked like a bad movie when they dragged him into the station. 

Hotch pulled me aside as we were packing up. 

“YLN, I have to say that you did a fantastic job in this case. You saw something in the murders that no one else did, and we would’ve been here a lot longer without you.” I fought the urge to happy cry. Hotch has never complimented me like that. 

“Thank you Hotch. Does that mean Spencer doesn’t have to babysit me anymore?” I asked hopefully. “I have the green light again?”

Hotch gave me a rare smile. “Yes, you have the green light again.”

__

The plane ride was quiet. We took off at midnight, and with the five hour flight, we were all dreading the next day at work. 

I was sitting next to Spencer, who was reading Romeo and Juliet. “How can you read that after the case we just had?”

He looked up and shrugged. “Last time I read this play was in Spanish, so I figured I would read the original English instead.”

I gave him big doe eyes and made a pitched tone. “Oh, Spencer! Spencer! Wherefore art thou Spencer?”

He chuckled and turned away from me. Across the plane, I saw JJ and Prentiss laughing to themselves, most likely at our dorkiness. I smiled and winked at them. 

“I know JJ and Prentiss are watching, otherwise I would kiss you.” Spencer whispered to me, still looking down at his book. 

“Who cares about JJ and Prentiss?” 

His eyes shot up to mine, trying to see if I was joking or not. I gave a devilish smirk, and he laced his hand in my hair. 

Spencer kissed me sweetly, and we pulled away when we heard the applause of everyone on the plane.

“Finally!” Rossi exclaimed. “I’ve been pretending to sleep for 45 minutes!”

@itsarayofsunshine @thesailbells  @squirrellover1967  @softpeteparker @parkeroffline

[ziracona]

hey zira, what are your hot takes on all of the fo4 companions?

Haha, I don’t know how hot they are, but I can give you a speed run! (Also I am very excited to get this. FO4 was the first open world game I ever played and just the concept of that and the hugeness of the world and branching story & sudden feeling changes towards me in companion characters totally blew my mind, & it still lives rent free in my heart).

Ada, Old Longfellow, and Strong I /still/ haven’t maxed despite having too many hundred hours to want to list on this game—the former bc they were DLC, Strong because honest to god I left him at a nice settlement and then completely forgot about him and remembering that I am the energy in this Ryan O’Flanagan video but abt leaving my super mutant in a tiny settlement alone. I will get there! To max affinity I mean. But anyway, I don’t truly know those three, so my takes are incomplete. So far though, I really like Ada. She is a good girl just trying her best. Fucks me up I can tell her to self destruct. Even though I feel sure she would ignore me, I cannot imagine ever saying that to her. It was really sweet she was willing to forgive the Mechanist and move on with her life. A good girl. Longfellow I am maxing rn (was last time I played anyhow). I enjoy him. Gruff grumpy old man but he seems quite decent and I like his idle banter and when he sings to himself a lot. Seems like he’s had it rough. Strong I liked. He’s wild, and I loved how insane meeting him was, and am worried about him eventually understanding poetry and how that might mess up his sense of world understanding. But he’s a chill dude in his own way and I am glad they gave us at least one nice super mutant.

For the companions I actually do know like the back of my hand, the speedrun:

Nick Valentine: Best man on earth. One of two fictional characters I ever called husband. I would die kill or live for him. I want to be 1/4th the man Nick Valentine is. One of the best characters ever period and I adore literally everything about him. It fucked me up early in game where right after he offered to basically risk destroying his mind to help a stranger look for her son, he asked me how I was doing. First character in the entire game to do that. His first companion dialogue is abt how you’re doing TuT. The man is very kind and forgiving and fair, but knows when the draw the line and take no shit. Emotionally mature, kind, caring, longsuffering. Incredibly damaged and broken by life, but holding on and living kindly and to help others anyway. One of the four most marryablen fictional men I’ve ever seen.

Preston Garvey: Brave, kind, sweet man. I would defend him with my life. He really just wants so bad to make the world better and life has been so hard, but he’s still trying. A beautiful and underrated companion and I would throw hands for him on sight. I adore how he whistles. A true and gentle and loyal friend. Take him to Quincy and let him get his justice it’s what he deserves. People who hate him because he tries to get help helping civilians in that game are weak. I love him so much... please give him enough time to reach max affinity he’s so worth it.

Deacon: *To the tune of You Are My Dad* You are my friiiiend! You’re my friend! (Boogie woogie woogie). Initially, he pissed me off bc he lies all the god damn time, but after we got close enough he actually trusted me, he stole my heart and I would also die for Deacon. He’s a really good person who thinks he’s shit because of who he was on his past. Also him 🤝 Preston: massive survivor’s guilt. They should be friends. Poor Deacon has been the last member of the Railroad like four times, and it’s awful. Help him. Give him love and support. He’s one of my all time faves. Also, Railroad hands down best faction and if you kill them for any reason other than like a walkthrough route video and I ever get the chance I would 100% clock you in the face as hard as I can, like going for losing teeth, and feel no guilt. I know it’s a game and that’s wrong, and I’d be wrong, but I’d still do it. Also, Ryan Alosio (his VA) saw me do cosplay for Deacon once and told me it was great and it filled me with even more love. Anyway Deacon is great. Also, his whole “There are other organisations out there. And, in time, I'm sure they're going to spoon-feed you their own patented form of bullshit. Ignore the verbage and look at what they're doing. What they're asking you to do. What sort of world they'd have you build and how they're going to pay for it.” Is one of the like, two most iconic quotes in all of FO4 & just super good in general.

Hancock: Hardcore badass man but also a good dude and a champion for the people. Man really puts his money where his mouth is and you gotta respect that; another favorite companion for sure. Big fan of the way he stabs a guy for you upon meeting, and is a cool leader who organized his crime and does a decent job actually leading. He works hard to help people and bites back hard. Social justice advocate, dangerous man about town, not afraid to cosplay a revolutionary war hero 24/7 & u gotta respect the no fucks given attitude. A chill dude. Like that he fights the institute, hates the Brotherhood, helps the Railroad, and is friends with Nick. He’s legit af. Also, his VA gives a different answer every time someone asks him about the voice he did for hancock and they’re funny af.

Piper Wright: A cool spunky lady. Lois Lane on the case, kicking butt, and taking name. She’s nice but also hardcore and smart, supportive, fun. A good person. You always get points if you like Nick (which most companions do), and they’re good friends. She’s funny and I love her. A good heart.

Codsworth: He’s great. He’s family. He’s like my...weird brother. Getting to max affinity is heartwarming and also makes my heart go :’-] . Great early-game companion bc he kicks ass and doesn’t need stims to heal. I love getting called by my name and think that was a great feature (well, my PC’s name). He’s a wonderful funky little robot dude and I am so glad he likes me.

Dogmeat: Amazing. A good boy. Doggo of the year. His actor deserved the game award she won. Cute, full of love, and plays with a teddy bear if you give him one. 100/10z

Cait: I like her a lot. She’s been through so much shit, and it makes sense she is how she is. I like they actually gave her an emaciated and messy (though still pretty) design, since she is a drug addict. And that they make her main quest about taking that seriously and wanting to get help, and that she’ll call out the player if they fuck around and do drugs in front of her after she gets rehabilitated. Her relationship to the PC if good is really sweet, and I am a fan. I like that while she’s not sympathetic to synths and thinks they aren’t people, she forgets that every time Nick walks into a room and is like “Oh hey Nicky : )”. She’s a good girl who has been through a lot and still needs time to heal and find herself, but she’s making great strides.

Robert Joseph MacCready: Human disaster (loving). Homeboy a goddamn /mess/ but I love him. He tries so hard to be cool. I love he makes you pay him to come with, then chickens out and gives it back lol. A fool ball of anxiety and bad decisions and what he thinks brovado is. I wish he, Preston, and Deacon would quit fighting, bc I am always like “ :’-] </3 Boys Please” when they swap out, but I love them just the same. He’s doing his best, he’s just stupid and a fool. Like Philip J Fry. Keeping his goddamn soldier toy, which somehow is listed as junk instead of sent to Misc with quest items where it would be fine, safe?parylizes me with fear. I’ve lost 2 hours of gameplay reloading an old save bc I accidentally lost it.

X6-88: A more complex one to answer about. He’s bad, but like, I’m pretty sympathetic to how he got that way. He was created in a lab and had his emotions mostly dragged out of him in intense psychologically damaging training so he would be a weapon and view himself as an object. I was relieved he chose me over the institute even if he wasn’t a fan of the chocie, and think that means there’s a lot of hope for him. Wish he’d chill the fuck out and quit intimidating civilians for 6 god damn seconds, but I like him. I bring him fancy lad snack cakes home from travels all the time, bc Synths are supposed to like them. Really like that he’s the /most/ sympathetic companion towards Danse in Blind Betrayal, even though he should not be programmed for that, and Danse hated him and made it clear any time they interacted.

(EDIT) Curie: I FORGOT HER BABY IM SO SORRY. I like Curie a lot, despite the fact I temporarily forgot she existed. I stg I thought she was in here. Uhhh, okay. Curie: like her character and personality, HUGE un-fan of both the way her desire to get a synth body is to be ‘more real,’ as if Codsworth isn’t a fully realized person while the same robot type she is, instead of just like. Because it would make her happy. ALSO hate how much of a Born Sexy Yesterday she is, even intentionally in not-determinate affinity talks. It’s gross. But her herself, I like a lot. She’s my daughter and I will protect her. She works at The Castle right now as their on-site medic.

Paladin Danse: I know I’m gonna take heat for this but honestly? He didn’t do much for me. I like that he looks and sounds kinda like Buzz Lightyear, and that’s fun, but idk at all why people think he’s so hot. He’s very boring & generic looking to me. Like you’re valid! Taste all be different. But he doesn’t do it for me personally in looks or personality. I don’t at all like, hate him. Or even dislike. Tbh I am fairly neutral on him. It was funny making affinity with him though. Every other companion I had maxed, I liked more and more with each affinity talk. They’d be like “So my dad was a minuteman and died and I want to honor him” or “I just want to really feel like I’m a person, for real, myself, and I am glad I met you, because the good we have achieved together is ours, even if I can’t be sure of anything else,” or “My brother threw the cultural minorities out of our city for clout bc the rich citizens were all racist, and I tried to help—I snuck them food to the unsafe ruins they set up in for weeks, but eventually, they just vanished, and I still bear immense guilt and self-hatred over not having stopped that.” And Danae’s would be like “One time a buddy of mine got kidnapped by super mutants. They turned him into one of them, and they’re all abominations, so I killed him and it made me really sad.” And I was just like “...Oh danse. I really wanted to like you more. But what the fuck.” His relationship to Haylen is sweet though. And ofc I saved him in Blind Betrayal. I blew up the Prydwin so he’s safe now too, and he lives in the garden by my house and tells me how glad he is we’re friends, and I’m p into that. Overall, my feelings on him are not strong at all though.

Porter Gage: Not a fan. Like, I appreciated he helped me kill the old boss, sure. And bc I owed him for that, I went to max affinity to see what there was to him as a person. And like, as far as raiders go, he was okay. But he wasn’t deeply sympathetic, and he’s a slaver, and if you try to liberate the slaves he and the others own, he /will/ turn on and attempt to murder you immediately, no matter how close you were, so he made his choice, and it was to be a bad person and an asshole to the last. Really enjoyed the VA’s work a lot on him tho.

And there you have it 👈👈😎. Thanks for asking!

[gaysneeg]

ALRIGHT SO THIRD GAME. FIRST CASE FLASHBACK CASE YOU BECOME BIG TIDDY MENTOR ON HER SECOND CASE

she's defending a 20 year old phoenix wright who's been accused of murdering his girlfriend's ex (also he looks like this and i think you need to know)

she proves his innocence and his girlfriend's (dahlia hawthorne) guilt. apparently not only did she kill the guy, she ALSO poisoned tit's ex boyfriend, landing him in a coma

so phoenix latches to tit like a lost puppy bc he is just a little man, and she takes him under her wing and teaches him more law stuff (he switches from talking ab hour sad he is about dahlia to why he wants to go to law school SO FAST it's hilarious)

so boom flash back to the present, phoenix and co are facing off against a new prosecutor, godot, who seemingly has some kind of history with phoenix?? he hates the man's guts, but never explains why. he also has an eye mask for some reason and he can't see the color red

so they continue on, solving another couple cases, then BOOM FLASHBACK CASE AGAIN

it's big tiddie's first case !! she and her assistant/boyfriend probably are facing off against 20yo edgeworth (who is like a huge bitch) to prove this one guy's innocence. they interrogate this witness, melissa, and then prove that her true identity is dahlia hawthorne. they almost catch her as the murderer, but before they can their client drinks poison she gave him in order to off himself bc he didn't want to live without her, and the case closes

then it pans out to phoenix (in a hospital bed??) reading the file on that case, CUE FINAL CASE BABEYYYYY

so maya and pearls are trying to convince phoenix to take them to this spirit channeling mountain where they can train, and he really doesn't want to (mans hates the cold) but he agrees after he sees a familiar face in the paper. ✨✨✨✨dahlia fucking hawthorne somehow ✨✨✨✨

so they go to the mountain, and everything is going great. and then someone fucking dies. maya is on one half of the mountain alone (the only thing connecting the two is a bridge) and after this lady is discovered dead the head nun sends phoenix to the bridge to call the cops (he doesn't have his phone and there's a landline)

so he goes to the bridge, only to find out that it was STRUCK BY LIGHTNING AND IT'S ON FIRE. he tells a guy sleeping nearby to call the cops, AND RUNS ACROSS THE BURYING BRIDGE bc hey man thats his basically little sister over there

and then of course it collapses bc it's a burning bridge nick, you dumbass, and he falls into the freezing river below. the cops arrive, he's taken to the hospital, and the guy nearby (he's nick's childhood friend but like he does not matter so i haven't mentioned him) calls edgey, who is currently in fucking germany, and tells him the situation

of course he calls a goddamn private jet and gets there asap, finds out what's going on with the case from the detective (the dahlia lookalike was accused and detained) and then visits nick in the hospital. he has literally no injuries but a really bad cold bc of course, he's phoenix wright. he tells edgey to take the case in his stead and uncover the truth, and then hands over his badge

THAT'S RIGHT PLAYABLE PROTAGONIST EDGEY

so he agrees and goes on, and bc he has magic prosecutor power he arranges a trial with a judge who doesn't know him, and franziska on prosecution because she won't rat him out. so they go though the first day alright, and after that phoenix takes over even though he has a 103° fever💛

they open up the other side of the mountain, but when they're looking for maya they deadass can't find her??? and there's this one room that's completely locked off with these magic spirit locks that they have the not? dahlia work on opening

and im gonna skim a little bc this case makes my brain hurt but they open the door notdahlia flees bc edgey passes out, they find her but she's acting weird, maya is still gone and there are more locks, godot shows back up out of nowhere, pearls goes missing for a bit, they find out the victim is maya's supposedly dead mom, then they go to court again

nick kicks ass and takes names and finds out that the reason notdahlia was acting weird is because when she ran away actual dahlia, channeled by maya, took her place and hid her in the cave. plot twist!!! they're twins!! so pearl channels tiddy and her and phoenix bully dahlia out of maya's body

they think things are over but then godot accuses maya of killing the lady (oh yeah there was a murder everyone forgot) as dahlia, but nick proves her innocent and they find out he killed her, bc SHE was the one channeling dahlia, who tried to kill maya to get revenge on tiddy (yeah this shit is convoluted)

why did he do this??? BECAUSE HE WAS TIDDYS EX BOYFRIEND THAT GOT PUT IN A COMA AND THEN WOKE UP ONLY FOR HER TO BE DEAD, AND HE BLAMES NICK FOR IT BUT AFTER SEEING THE CHANNELED TIDDY BEING PROUD OF NICK HE DECIDES THAT HE'S NOT TOO BAD AND CONFESSES

so then he's detained, everyone cries a little, and then they go out to dinner

there's a couple fun spin off games after this, and then you get hit in the gut with pain in game 4💛 (apollo justice my beloved)

how do you remember so much about games story woah. I play a game and forget most of the plot within 30 minutes, I swear. 

[infinity-and-luck]

Hey, Percy, I'm different anon but I also think your amazing person and also I just remembered random headcannon I have of James Wright. I think James Wright has a mustache he just sounds to me much more like a mustache guy than Elias. And it's not pencil mustache it's really big and massive mustache.

Og Elias made at least once joke about "what animal died under Wright's nose."

Hello, my dear anon! I think you’re an amazing person as well! Thank you for the kind words!

And yes! I also feel James Wright had a mustache or a beard even (for a short time though…). Personally, I think that no body Jonah had taken up until that point that facial hair, and once he took James he decided to grow a mustache and/or beard. He has it for about ten years, and then I think he shaved it off.

But him keeping it is great. I imagine many employees would make jokes behind his back, Og Elias especially.

I think Peter would’ve been shocked. Imagine that, years later now when Jonah is Elias, he’s berating Peter for letting his beard become so scraggly and that he needs to shave it, so Peter retorts that maybe he should try growing some facial hair to see what it’s like. And then Jonah pulls out an old picture of James, and Peter just kind of stands there, staring at it.

[synnefo-nefeli]

What about a head cannon where Klavier has to put his glasses (and a hairbuun!) because he doesn't have any other choices (his lens in his office/ hog/ his sunglasses - prescription of course - are broken /missing) at the Prosecutor Office at 9PM thinking only Edgeworth is here, then he met Apollo and Phoenix at Edgeworth's office because of a case ? And Apollo is just starstruck but Klavier doesn't realize until he see himself and thinks it's because of Kristoph?

Ohhh this is an interesting concept...but honestly,  I think Apollo knows the difference between Klavier and Kristoph by now.  When Apollo first met him, he was definitely confused about Klavier’s appearance of being the antithesis of his former mentor,  but I’ve always headcannoned that it was simply because Apollo wasn’t aware that Kristoph had a brother. 

Kristoph to me, is one of those characters who “buys but never sells”, meaning he’s someone that can easily get information out of people by giving off an air that he’s someone you can talk to...but then you realized after divulging a lot about yourself that you didn’t gain any information about Kristoph in return. 

And Apollo, someone who is very eager to please and wants to be liked by those he respects - Apollo was an easy mark for Kristoph to glean information from.

So to me, Kris, never divulged personal information about himself to maintain his cool and mysterious personality, as well as to keep others at an arms length from figuring him out.  Also, someone as prideful as Kristoph would never speak of his younger, successful, genius little brother.  Remember, it was because of his fear of losing to Klavier, that Kristoph had the diary made.

So in this scenario, if Apollo is suddenly all heart-eyes and starstruck (even though he’ll insist to Phoenix that “he’s definitely NOT, gosh Mr. Wright...”) it’s mostly because Apollo’s like “OMG he looks sloppy...he *is* mortal and not always “cool” “.  Moments where Apollo gets more overt evidence that Klavier, is a human being, is always my jam.  Apollo may seen through Klavier’s masks but sometimes his own flustering at Klavier’s “Rock God” looks and ways gets in the way of that.

So tl;dr:  Apollo knows it’s Klavier and get’s starstruck because it’s Klavier. Any worship of Kristoph died the moment Apollo accused he of murder and the court found Kristoph guilty...twice. 

And if Klavier thinks that Apollo’s all !!! at him for wearing glasses because of Apollo having any lingering feelings for Kristoph, his fears are put aside when Apollo asks him for coffee like “hey, since you look like the rest of us mortals, does Mr. Rock Star want to hit Starbucks and have a break?”