#okay I’m not really a narumitsu guy but just got to this part in the dlc and.

[lazynina]

Hey there! I got a prompt for you(if you're still doing these), narumitsu highschool au I know you already did one but here it's just the stereotypical Japanese one and miles asks phoenix to stay after school to study but he wants to confess his feeling and if you can awkward first kiss

confession; narumitsu; g

Phoenix opened his locker, blinking in confusion when he saw a folded up piece of paper placed delicately atop his books. 

“What’s this?” he mumbled to himself, reaching for the paper and unfolding it. Larry, who stood nearby, peered over his shoulder, curious.

Phoenix,

I want to study after school if you aren’t busy. I’ll be waiting near the football field since I have track practice. I will be done around 4. Please meet me if you can. 

-Miles

“That’s kinda weird,” muttered Larry, too close to Phoenix’s ear. Phoenix yipped in surprise, shoving his friend back. 

“Gimme some space, c’mon, man!”

“Sorry, just wanted to read. I think Miles might be the only guy to communicate through notes in lockers. He wrote it on super fancy stationary, too.”

Phoenix double-checked the paper, confirming just how fancy it was. He breathed out a chuckle, pocketing the note. That seemed like something Miles would do.

“He doesn’t really get on his phone much, so we don’t text a lot. Anyway,” Phoenix said with finality, reaching for the Letterman’s jacket in his locker, “I should head over to the football field.”

“Wha–” Larry was dumbfounded, mouth hanging open. “C’mon, you’re just gonna bail on me like that?”

“You really wanna walk home with me that much?” doubted Phoenix, shrugging on his jacket.

“No, but you brought an umbrella and I didn’t and it’s supposed to rain today!” Larry whined.

“If you hurry, you’ll beat the rain,” Phoenix advised with a shit-eating grin, hurrying down the hall with his umbrella in hand, laughing as Larry cursed him relentlessly.

Phoenix arrived early to the field, taking in the scenery. The mild spring sunlight warmed his skin and he took in a breath of content, treading up the too-bright aluminium stairs that lead to the bleachers. 

He took a seat and decided to watch the latter part of Miles’ track practice. The guy could really run. He didn’t seem to notice that Phoenix had arrived, too absorbed in running around the track at a constant speed. If Phoenix ran like that, he was sure his stamina would run out within minutes. 

The track coach blew her whistle and the students gathered around her. She briefly talked to them before the practice broke and the students began to file toward the downstairs locker rooms beneath the field. Phoenix managed to catch Miles’ eye when he saw his friend looking at the bleachers, and he offered an excited wave and a grin.

Although rather far away, Phoenix spotted a smile on Miles’ face as the other boy waved back.

After about fifteen more minutes, Miles emerged from the locker rooms and made his way over to the bleachers. Phoenix met him halfway, hiking his backpack on as he wrapped the other student in a half-hug. “Hey, you were great!”

Miles seemed slightly uncomfortable, fidgeting in the embrace. He smiled uncertainly, shrugging a shoulder. His hair was slightly damp from the shower he’d just taken, and he smelled of shampoo and a slightly floral body wash. 

“I really wasn’t. It’s just running.”

“Just running? I can’t do that, your stamina was amazing!”

Miles nudged his friend off, rolling his eyes. The gesture was playful, though, and Phoenix grinned in response.

“So, you wanted to study?”

Miles’ smile left as quickly as it’d come, his body language suddenly shy. “Yeah… uh. Yeah, I did.”

“Wanna head to the library, then? I think they’ll stay open til five.”

“Um,” Miles stalled, eyes on the grass as he toed at the dirt. “Yeah. Actually, Phoenix, no. I didn’t–” he stopped himself, fingers digging into the skin of his forearm, “I didn’t actually… want to study.”

“Oh?” asked Phoenix, idly thumbing the handle of his umbrella. He tilted his head in question. “Then what?”

Miles wouldn’t meet his gaze, staying silent. Phoenix furrowed his brows, confused by the behavior. While Miles had originally acted like this, over the school year, the two had gotten fairly close. He wasn’t sure why his friend was behaving so oddly. 

“Is… something wrong, Miles?” he asked, genuinely concerned as he took a step closer. Miles jolted upright, stepping back with a quiet yelp.

Phoenix snorted. “I’m not gonna hurt you, weirdo!”

“I… I know that,” Miles muttered, breaking eye contact yet again, “I just… Okay, I’ll cut to the chase!” He squeezed his eyes shut, head lowered. “I have to tell you something!”

Phoenix raised a brow, wondering where this was going. “Okay. Shoot.”

“Promise you won’t hate me.”

“Promise.”

“And… we can still be friends no matter what.”

Phoenix, slightly scared now, frowned. “Miles, what’s this abou–”

Though his lips were parted mid-sentence, Miles went for a kiss, mouth clashing clumsily to Phoenix’s. The touch lingered for a couple seconds before Miles pulled back, a determined look in his eyes. 

Phoenix stared up at his friend in disbelief, mouth ajar.

“I… like you, Phoenix,” admitted Miles, his face rivaling the color of a tomato. “I’ve… always liked you. Even before we were friends. I didn’t want to ruin anything, but I couldn’t… I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to… t-tell you,” he finished in a mumble, gaze cast to the side.

Phoenix gulped, his own face growing a bit hot. He had never been kissed before. All these sensations were a little too much.

Just as he was about to reply, a loud clap of thunder echoed miles away. A couple drops began to fall, and before they knew it, rain was pouring down above them.

Phoenix struggled to open up his umbrella, cursing under his breath. He finally got it to open, and he held it above the two of them hurriedly, forcing their proximity to be even closer.

Miles met his gaze, expression steady and calculated. His eyes, however, held hints of fear. “So?” he asked, so quiet Phoenix wasn’t sure if he’d just imagined it.

Phoenix searched the other boy’s eyes before his gaze wandered lower. He’d never really noticed how pretty Miles’ lips were. They were so pink, a little bruised from the earlier impact, and slightly shiny. 

“My… eyes are up here,” mumbled Miles, a weak attempt at comic relief, though the blush on his cheeks sort of gave away his true feelings.

Phoenix couldn’t help but laugh at the ridiculousness of his friend, leaning in to rest his forehead on Miles’ shoulder. Miles tensed, but relaxed shortly after, standing still and allowing his friend to stay there.

“It wasn’t that funny…”

“You’re right, it wasn’t,” breathed Phoenix, still chuckling, “but when you say it, it’s just perfect.”

Miles chuckled softly, reaching for the umbrella in Phoenix’s hand. He held it instead, free hand coaxing Phoenix back.

Phoenix obliged, meeting Miles’ gaze with a wide, reassuring smile. “Is it too cheesy to say that I like you back?”

“No, it’s…” Miles cleared his throat, looking away. “It’s the preferred response.”

Phoenix laughed once more. “Then I like you back. Wanna walk me home?”

Miles tried to hide a smile, but it was quite obvious his aura was brimming with excitement. “I suppose I could.”

[rivalsforlife]

one more ahaha but the cherry blossom scene at the end of catch up game ch 3 because i'm still thinking nonstop about it all the time 👀👉👈

ABSOLUTELY I CAN also for anyone reading this go look at Mika’s art which inspired this scene. It’s the tumblr version so you can reblog it too, which you should do, even if you don’t read my long rambling,

okay once again rambling below...

Traditionally, Larry Butz arrived at any social gathering anywhere from half an hour to three hours later than the time he was told, so all things considered, he was actually early. Phoenix wasted no time informing him of the latest betrayal among their small elementary school friend group.

this is a direct callout to one of my friends from high school, where we started seriously considering telling her that any social event we were planning started an hour earlier than it actually did so that she’d make it there on time. We never did in case this turned out to be the time she actually made it on time, but still.

“Larry, remember that one time we were trying to make that gigantic hopscotch game, and we ran out of chalk?” He pointed an accusatory finger at Edgeworth, who sighed. “It turns out, Edgeworth hid it all along!”

Larry blinked, then shrugged. “Oh yeah, right, that. Well, I kind of had an idea…”

“Wh — You hid this from me too?! D-Death! The death penalty for the both of you!”

“Why does this all sound so familiar,” Edgeworth commented under his breath.

I think this part is mostly there so Larry actually does something because I couldn’t find any real way to fit him into this fic...? Anyways the dialogue there with Phoenix threatening the death penalty on Miles and Larry is pretty much directly lifted from the end of Turnabout Goodbyes, which is why Miles comments on it sounding familiar. 

They continued on in that vein for some time, dredging up old elementary school memories. Phoenix proclaimed to be the only innocent member of that group, before Edgeworth brought up a set of very nice gel pens Phoenix reportedly stole from him. Phoenix and Edgeworth got caught up in their argument, and barely even noticed when Larry wandered away, joining Maggey and Gumshoe at the fishing pond while Franziska critiqued them.

This sort of familiar banter was normal. As Edgeworth teased in that same way he had ever since Phoenix first faced him in court, he had to wonder if he’d just imagined the way Edgeworth had been looking at him during the party. Maybe everything was fine, after all.

Not pictured: Phoenix and Miles leaning in closer to each other as they argue. too close. Larry tries to comment but neither of them hear him. Eventually he just walks away because he’s sick of third-wheeling with these two. It’s my firm belief that if there weren’t the court benches in the way that they need to slam, these two would slowly walk closer and closer to each other as they argue because they. uh. want to “intimidate” each other. that’s why they’re nose to nose like that. the whole courtroom is suddenly very uncomfortable.

Haha anyways also I think these two would pick the dumbest things to argue about all the time? Never seriously arguing, the just like bickering because they don’t know how to hold conversations about their feelings.

“You still haven’t explained exactly what happened to my gel pen set,” Edgeworth accused, as they circled around the argument for the third time.

Phoenix threw his hands up in the air. “I just forgot to return it! I didn’t know you were so bothered by it. You should have brought it up!”

“Back then? You were so sensitive. If I brought up that you might have upset me in the least, you would have burst into tears.”

“I wasn’t that sensitive.”

Edgeworth sighed. “Wright, you cried when I got a question wrong on a spelling test, because you thought I would be sad about it.”

“And you were!” Phoenix retorted. “You cried for like an hour!”

“Because when you started crying, I thought it was something I had to be ashamed of!”

More bickering, pretty much! Also I do think Phoenix cried A Lot and was super sensitive up until the whole Dahlia trial which traumatized him pretty badly... 

Anyways the REAL story behind this incident which I am making up just now is probably that Miles was on the verge of crying because of Getting Something Wrong -- which I totally get, I absolutely almost cried over spelling tests as a baby -- and Phoenix picked up on this and realized his best friend was sad and started crying, which made Miles start to fully cry, and it just became a mess.

Meanwhile Larry with the 3/10 on his spelling test was just like “I don’t get what you guys are so upset about a 9/10 is great” which just makes them cry even more.

(Then Gregory probably found out about this incident and sat Miles down and gave him a speech about “everyone makes mistakes and it’s okay to not be perfect all the time, this is a learning opportunity and it shows you what you need to work on!”

:)

That sentiment didn’t last very long.)

Wow I’m getting off topic, moving on --

Phoenix crossed his arms. “I remember this whole thing very differently than you do. You cried first.”

“I never cried in fourth grade.”

Phoenix leaned in and whispered into his ear, “Origami.”

“Do not bring that up!” Edgeworth hissed as Phoenix reared back, laughing.

I don’t know if you need to lean in super close and whisper that in his ear though Phoenix, that might be a bit unnecessary. Miles got lucky here in that his Eternal Shame over not being able to fold an origami crane in fourth grade overrode whatever reaction he undoubtedly would have had about Phoenix’s face being very close to his face.

Anyways this banter is here in the fic mostly because I really wanted to show them being all comfortable and happy with each other. That was a major thing I wanted to push as much as possible in these earlier chapters, that they do care about each other a lot even before we enter the more outright romantic territory.

“Regardless, I am certain you took my gel pen set, so don’t try to blame faulty memory on that one. I bet you carelessly used them all up, didn’t you?”

“Hardly! I wouldn’t even touch it after you left. It reminded me of you.”

Some of the fight left Edgeworth’s stance. “Really?”

“Well… yeah.” He wasn’t sure why the admission suddenly felt like a confession of an entirely different sort.

aw man Phoenix you brought feelings into your banter NOW what are you going to do.

I’m preeetty sure I have books that I lent to my friends in fourth grade that they never gave back so it’s of course not an inherently romantic thing, they probably just forgot it was mine and obviously aren’t going to bring it back now ten years later, but for Phoenix in this case it was probably more like “I borrowed these gel pens from Miles and then keep forgetting to give them back but was going to after winter break, and then he left, so I need to hold onto them until he comes back”. Miles was taken from his life so suddenly it probably had a huge effect on him, especially since he had few friends at the time and Miles made such a big impact on him.

The two of them sat underneath the tree in a sudden, serene quiet. They’d both discarded their suit jackets at some point, down to their dress shirts and waistcoats. Phoenix pretended not to notice the way Edgeworth’s eyes darted across the line of his shoulders and lingered longer than they should have.

I don’t ever really pay much attention to what people are wearing or what they look like at any particular time when I’m writing, but in this case I took extra care to make sure they were in the same outfits as in the art that inspired this!

Maybe I’ll ramble a bit more about that! Pretty much the “theme” of narumitsu week this year was “cherry blossoms”, so I wanted to find some way to incorporate them into this fic somewhere somehow. I decided to have that as a focus on Free Day because I enjoy having structure and wasn’t sure what to have for the day.

Some of this scene, mainly the picnic, is inspired by that one official art here. The first iteration of this chapter had everyone in it (with the obvious exceptions of Diego and Mia) but then I took out Maya and Pearl for reasons I explained when I was talking about the scene in chapter 6 where I decided to cut a lot of Maya’s scenes out of this fic... even though I love her a lot.

And of course when I thought about cherry blossoms and narumitsu I thought about Mika’s art, yes I am linking it again, which I believe she posted about a month or so before I started planning and I was Thinking About It Constantly. It’s gorgeous and since there was the perfect opportunity to use it here I just couldn’t resist and here we are.

Back to the paragraph: Miles attempted to subtly check Phoenix out. It was not subtle.

“Do you still have those gel pens?” Edgeworth asked, softer. “I think you owe me them, after everything.”

“Oh, shut up,” said Phoenix, but it was difficult to have a heated argument right now, for some unknown reason. “If I still have them, they’re in a box somewhere. Plus, they ought to have dried up by now.”

“I doubt it.” A faint smile was beginning to crawl on Edgeworth’s face. “Those gel pens were state of the art.”

“Sure they were,” Phoenix dismissed. “And, what, you’re going to use them? Sign your fancy prosecutor documents in bright pink?”

“What makes you think I don’t do that already?”

“You wouldn’t — oh, wait, of course you’d have customized ink in the same colour as your entire wardrobe, who am I even talking to…”

“Mhm.” Edgeworth brushed his bangs from his eyes, a motion that Phoenix’s brain decided to fixate on for some reason. “But really, you went to all the trouble of keeping the set, and you never used any of them?”

(Miles voice) “oh so you kept something as trivial as that for so long because they reminded you of me? Tell me more. Why do you want a reminder of me. What exactly do you think of me, Wright,”

hm pretty much as soon as Phoenix brought Feelings into this conversation the atmosphere kind of changed and you can now imagine Miles staring with the most adoring expression at Phoenix while Phoenix is ignoring this with such intensity that it doesn’t even show up in his narration. But he also watches the way Miles brushes his bangs from his eyes, so he’s not much better.

And thinking about it now this scene really went on for too long about gel pens hahaha... 

“Objection!” Phoenix declared. “I used the blue one to write you letters at first.”

“Ah, of course you did. I never got any of those… How many did you send?”

“I don’t even want to know…”

Edgeworth hummed and looked off into the distance, where Gumshoe was demonstrating how to cast a line. “Your level of dedication is something else,” he said, as if to himself.

“Well, yeah. You were my only non-Larry friend. You were…” Phoenix swallowed. “You were important to me, you know? You saved me.”

“You keep bringing that up. You’ve more than returned the favor, you know that, don’t you?”

“I’m inclined to disagree.”

I don’t have a consistent headcanon about whether Miles got or read the letters, in this fic presumably von Karma intercepted them and got rid of them... and then presumably Miles ignored any that were sent to him as an adult.

Also these two are going to have ridiculous arguments about who saved who until they’re on their deathbeds, I’m sure.

Edgeworth turned back towards him as if to retort, but stopped halfway, his eyes widening slightly as he stared at Phoenix.

“... Something on my face?” Phoenix asked, trying to quell the feeling of some sort of anxiety that bubbled up when Edgeworth stared at him like that.

insert mikacherryblossomart.png

Miles turns away for one second and then suddenly oh no he’s even more gorgeous now

Edgeworth was silent for some time. Then, very softly, he said, “You have cherry blossom petals in your hair.”

“What? Do I?” He reached a hand up to brush them out, but Edgeworth stopped him by grabbing his wrist, freezing Phoenix.

“With your hair, you’ll never get them out like that.” With his spare hand, Edgeworth began to pick each individual petal from his hair. “You look so — silly, Wright.”

Partially a callback to the beginning of chapter 3, when they were kids:

“Y-Your hair,” Miles managed to say through stifled laughter. “One of the flowers fell into it.”

Phoenix hands shot up into his hair. “Really?”

“You look so silly, Phoenix.” When Phoenix failed to find the flower, Miles reached out. “Here, let me.” 

 Phoenix remained still as Miles reached up to the top of his head and picked the flower out of his hair. “Your hair’s really soft,” Miles said quietly, before handing it over to Phoenix. “Here you go.”

because Miles apparently remembered that it was difficult for Phoenix to get the petals from his hair the first time, and also, wanted an excuse to touch Phoenix’s hair again.

But also the dialogue and interactions are ONCE AGAIN INSPIRED BY MIKA based on this reply to my reply to the art on twitter. look at that you can go and retweet the art on twitter too!

Overall this gives us an accurate Thoughts to Speech translator for Miles:

Miles: You have cherry blossom petals in your hair and it is going to kill me.

Phoenix: What? Do I?

Miles: No, wait, don’t brush them out, I want to touch your hair because it is soft and this is the perfect excuse. You look so captivating.

if Miles had said that out loud though it would probably have killed both of them.

Phoenix let out an awkward, low laugh, starting somewhere deep within his chest. “R-Really.”

“Mhm.”

Edgeworth’s eyes locked with Phoenix’s, and time seemed to freeze. There was a sudden thrum of tension in the air, as if Phoenix were in a play and he’d suddenly forgotten his lines, forgotten he was supposed to be in a play at all.

(chanting) “kiss kiss kiSS KISS KISS --”

But before either of them could break the sudden spell over them, a fishing hook whirred through the air, and —

“Ack, I — I think I got it stuck!”

but of course that needs to be interrupted at the worst possible time because this is fanfiction and this is how things work!

“In the tree?! How did you even manage to get it that far?”

“Don’t worry about it, Maggey, I can climb up the tree and get it unstuck, just hang on —”

“No, no, if I just give it a big yank—”

“Maggey—!”

I broke the first rule of writing dialogue because I can’t really remember who’s supposed to be saying what. I think that Maya had a few lines here and then I didn’t change them since there were no dialogue tags...

Pretty much -- Maggey with her eternal luck tried to fish but released the line too early as she was swinging back so the line went back and got caught in the tree branches directly above Phoenix and Miles.

I think the dialogue progression goes Maggey -> Originally Maya but now either Larry or Franziska -> Gumshoe -> Maggey -> everyone going MAGGEY NO!!!

I remember going fishing with my grandpa once a long time ago and either I or my brother did get the fishing line stuck in a tree. would not recommend.

The branch above Phoenix and Edgeworth jostled, and pink petals burst all around them, fluttering down and catching in their hair and on their clothes. One petal even fell behind Edgeworth’s glasses.

They stared at each other for a moment, stunned, Edgeworth’s hand still loosely wrapped around Phoenix’s wrist, as Maggey shouted apologies from the distance.

There are no cherry blossom trees where I live so I have no idea if we’re even in the right season for this or if cherry blossom trees even behave this way - but I’m basing it off of... you know when it’s that point in fall where if you shake a tree branch leaves will just scatter everywhere? That. 

Also RIP to the other four who were just having a grand old time fishing and then turn around seeing these two sitting really close to each other almost holding hands about two seconds away from a kiss... which they’d just interrupted...

And then — the most incredible thing happened, and Edgeworth began to laugh.

Phoenix could have catalogued all the laughs he heard from Edgeworth: the usual, short laughs often mistaken for a scoff by those who didn’t know him as well as Phoenix did; the triumphant, smug, courtroom laughs when he thought he had Phoenix cornered; to the quiet, restrained ones in private that were more of a hum than anything else. This laugh was new.

This was a full-on fit of laughter bubbling deep in his chest and spilling from his mouth, which Edgeworth quickly covered with his free hand, with the additional bonus of covering his reddening face. It wasn’t something hidden or faked or triumphant, it was genuine, and open, and Phoenix could swear it was one of the most beautiful sounds he ever heard.

Miles here is going through an emotional rollercoaster having been two seconds away from finally kissing the love of his life only to be interrupted at the worst possible time, which is just so on brand for the two of them that he can’t help but start laughing hysterically. Plus Phoenix probably looks absolutely shocked suddenly covered in petals, which doesn’t help.

Then the next two paragraphs are brought on by Phoenix Pining and also me wanting Miles Edgeworth to laugh more... 

From my notes for this scene:

They stare at each other for a moment and laugh, and Miles’ laugh just utterly captivates Phoenix and makes him fall so completely in love immediately and oh no he is screwed he is utterly screwed.

So pretty much I had to encapsulate the “falling so completely in love immediately” part which I decided to do by focusing on Miles laughing. I wanted to draw a lot of attention to that which is why there are so many paragraphs dedicated to Miles laughing and Phoenix thinking about Miles laughing.

Trucy’s laughter always made the world feel a little brighter, and made Phoenix feel stronger. Edgeworth’s laugh did the opposite; it dislodged something inside of him, it weakened him, it made the whole world go soft and fuzzy around him. Instead of illuminating all the good in the world, it turned Phoenix’s world into one person.

More focus on Miles’ laughter but also... kind of drawing attention to Phoenix’s reaction to this being different from his reaction to other people he cares about laughing? Because feeling warm and happy when seeing someone you care about non-romantically laugh is normal, but then I wanted to make it clear that this is a different sort of feeling for Phoenix. 

Also Phoenix has to realize this is a different sort of feeling for him because otherwise he could brush it off like he’s probably dismissed all of his romantic feelings throughout the years as “oh I’m just glad my friend is happy, and I rarely ever hear Edgeworth laugh so him being relaxed enough to laugh like that makes me feel happy too,” but it’s not what he’d expect if he just sees Miles as a friend. And it’s described as weakening in the paragraph because right now the subject of his romantic feelings for Miles isn’t something that Phoenix can fully or easily accept right now (as chapter 5 would indicate).

Edgeworth’s fit of laughter subsided, and he shifted his hand so he could look at Phoenix again, the hints of a shy grin peeking out between his fingers, his hair and his shirt and his face adorned with a sweet, gentle pink. It was like looking at an entirely different person — or, no, the same person, but with all armor off, all guards lowered.

Miles is very embarrassed right now but kind of... in a good way...? Like again, almost kissed the love of his life then rudely interrupted at the last possible moment, plus Phoenix’s whole reaction to the thing gave Miles the impression that Phoenix wanted to kiss him as well, so he’s feeling a little giddy. Plus he was just laughing a lot when he normally doesn’t do that. Overall he’s not used to expressing his emotions so he’s embarrassed and a little shy about it...

The part about Miles’ “hair and shirt and face adorned with a sweet, gentle pink” refers to both the cherry blossom petals (in his hair and clinging to his shirt and a bit on his face) and also him blushing quite a bit.

It all feels a little out of character honestly haha because Miles isn’t really the type to be blushing hardcore like this and be a little shy, buuut in this case I let myself get away with it because he’s dealing with romantic feelings he hasn’t ever dealt with at this level before, and it’s also out of character just enough to really strike Phoenix in the heart. You can just imagine him staring at Miles with the most lovestruck expression on his face because he hasn’t seen this side of Miles before and he loves it.

Phoenix’s heart stuttered in his chest, and may have stopped entirely.

He was screwed.

He was completely and utterly screwed.

And even Phoenix can’t deny that he’s super in love at this point. 

I think I wrote this part, changed the words “screwed” to “doomed” right before posting, and then switched it back again for no particular reason. The Vibe just felt a little off but oh well.

Then the next chapter skips over the rest of this picnic but honestly Phoenix’s brain skipped over the rest of this picnic as well. Imagine the two of them just kind of standing around in a lovestruck daze for a while. I think Franziska had to physically drag Miles out of there. no one knows how Phoenix got home, not even Phoenix and least of all me!

But thank you Mika for requesting this!! And for drawing such incredible art for me to base the chapter around haha!!!

[chlogummy]

I’M AT MY LIMIIIITTTTTT

Omg... ppl picturing Miles and Phoenix as cute lovey dovey adorable, super kind husbandos but then when it’s another ship  “Miles is really toxic with Gumshoe, he cuts his salary, look at that power imbalance!” “Phoenix is so mean to Apollo he jokes about him and doesn’t trust him! And that power imbalance again!” GFBJFGNJTG ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT MILES AND PHOENIX ARE ASSHOLES WHEN NOT SHIPPED TOGETHER? Like... Hhh suddenly Phoenix and Miles totally change their personality with others? What? Does that make narumitsu toxic/problematic too then? I’m so done with this kind of negative post I keep seeing since yesterday. I’ll add that if we follow that logic it’s super easy to make any ship problematic: narumitsu example: “they were childhood friends, but then with Miles’ father murder Miles got persecuted by Manfred and Miles was emotionally weak, Phoenix took advantage of it! to get in relationship with his childhood crush.” Absurd? YEAH I AGREE. CAN YOU. JUST LET PEOPLE DO WHAT THEY WANT WITHOUT BEING SO ANNOYING AND DEPRESSING? And they are fictional, THEY AREN’T REAL!! Even if it was “problematic” (god I don’t even know what it means anymore), I believe that’s how stories can get more interesting. Also stop kinning characters so much? Omg I’m so uncomfortable when people are okay with angst in their ships and content but aren’t in other ships/ other content made by someone they judge “problematic” because it bullies/hurts their “baby”. Characters do not belong to you and won’t be morally down because of a fanfiction or a drawing.

If you don’t like the content just let it go and move on, block the tags idk, but don’t be an ass and pollute the ship tags/ hate publicly a character/ship just because you know that you’re on the safe side of the fandom because you ship the most popular things (aka narumitsu klapollo and franmaya I believe) and you know that you’ll be followed even if you’re being so negative and mean and hurting for people liking those thing you hate so much. Believe me, seeing hate on something you love is really upsetting. 

Like, I know a lot of people that don’t understand franmaya/dislike the ship: are you aware of it? NO. Why? Because we are civilized people and keep our opinion for us and don’t spread it everyday, because it’s useless to just say publicly that you dislike the content and also because sadly we may get bullied too. For a fucking ship preference and because we’re not part of the majority of the fandom.

You know, for someone who love ace attorney, enjoy every characters of the game and just love to talk about anything about ace attorney because it fills me with joy to share my passion, it’s really upsetting to see all those ship wars/ bulling. I wish I could always be happy sharing my content, even to a smaller part of the fandom because I’m aware that I like less common pairing, but I feel like it’s impossible thanks to popular shippers, discord servers and artists who are constantly spreading their social justice warrior propaganda, making anyone think this or that ship is bad, that you should not create content or it because it’s gross etc.. I still post and create what I want, because I know I’m not wrong, but I always have that fear to post something because my words can be twisted and some in the fandom are so toxic. I’ve witnessed hypocrisy, manipulation of words, mass targeting bullying... And you guys are hating on characters that hurt the others? Ah.  As I say, characters aren’t real, but you are actually bullying the humans behind fanarts for just playing with fiction, and that is gross.

And that’s censoring, not prevention against any danger. 

I hope I’ll reach some open-minded fans with this, thank you for anyone reading this, please try to understand and be cool. Eventually share in your AA circles, thank you!