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Obviously Miles can’t let just anyone look after his knight 😤 he’s gotta make sure the job is done Wright ;D … I’ll see myself out…

Dialogue

Phoenix “Really your Majesty! I don’t know how this happened!’

Miles “Hmmm…”

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Hospital.

This scene took like a month to do, and I almost gave up on it twice. But it’s done.

My shameful secret, and why this is not just a recreation of part one of the old comic I did, is that... I hate that old comic. Like. It’s terrible.

Thank you to @themornal for doing all the voice work.

https://ko-fi.com/paulaperoff My Ko-fi is open if you want to support me so I can make more animations like this.

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[Pre-AA4] Spoilers. Colours: Past and Future.

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Always insane about how INSANELY FAST he just FUCKING FOLDED like an origami crane @ Dahlia in mere seconds. I know Dahlia is insanely charismatic and gorgeous, but goddamn my man only needed a single sentence from this woman and he was head over heels... and it's totally in-character.

I think it's an hilarious set of coincidences atop of her charm, she was here during a sensitive time in Phoenix's life where he was at his loneliest, without parents or truly close friends around, trying to find himself in art school. Then this angel walks in and picks him, my guy does not question it at all and gives his entire heart and soul to her and subsequently live the next eight months in the most blissful, floating and ultimately blurry moments of his life while not knowing it is all a lie... and it is not even the same woman.

The way he was still in denial that this was not the woman he was dating after the trial, and how INCREDIBLY inconsolable he must have been. Probably called Larry and cried for weeks eating icecream, saying he would never love anyone again.

And in true Phoenix fashion, I picture he never resented Dahlia for what happened, and only saw it as a failure on his part, of not seeing signs, of being too careless, it only strengthened his resolve to become a lawyer to save people and, ultimately, the friend he thought was out of reach. Phoenix's love for people is boundless, and goes beyond seeing each others frequently; years after never seeing Edgeworth again, he still deeply cared and thought about him. Phoenix has this sense of pure justice where he cannot hold hatred towards Dahlia because she eventually saw justice served, and he is such a purehearted person that it is enough for him to move on with his feelings.

I would not even move it past him to look back on Iris having part of him thankful someone was here and genuinely cared for him when he needed it and strengthen his resolve to do something with his life.

I also picture this is why he still has the sweater around; it is nice and was made with love for him, and he does not think much further than those pure notions.

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By the time AA4 kicked in, Phoenix's parents had already passed away from natural cause. His father was a salaryman who did long office hours and his mother a hairstylist who enjoyed painting. In a practical way, he was able to stay afloat during his disbarment with the inheritance money and selling their house; they had moved back to the mainland to live amongst distant relatives when they retired while Phoenix remained in the US as a young adult. His parents made sure their only son did not lack anything, but were emotionally distant, more focused on providing and letting "boys be boys", aka Phoenix was often left to his own devices and expected to manage his own stuff.

Luck has it that Phoenix was, just like Trucy, naturally emotionally mature for his age throughout his whole life (it is mentioned he was always the mature one of his friends) and managed, without ever talking about his personal stuff with his parents to not bring any problems home. This made for a peaceful, but dry family dynamic, and by the time they had passed away, Phoenix's parents felt like distant people he was grateful but stranger to. They never shared about their own life, and he never got to know the people underneath the parental role.

In a way this distance is also one of the reason he never had a thought about his ancestor who defined fundamental notions of the justice system in Meiji Japan.

When Trucy might inquire about them, Phoenix has some pretty standard childhood memories, and the only time she can notice his eyes light up is when he speaks of his friends. Phoenix is aware of how he looks back to his past, and how being emotionally close to one's parent is important. He sees himself as having had a good childhood with parents who did their best.

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You ever think if off-camera there's a canon court orchestra playing music depending on the mood, like every attorney have a theme song. With the confettis and all it would just fit canon.

Even better is no one told the orchestra about the pieces, they're just a great bunch who jam ad-libed the theme of each attorney based on vibe.

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This one was super weird to draw considering the content of Dual Destinies doesn't match the vibes of TGAMM at all. You know, moreso than usual.

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Glad that was taken cared of. Wow. It felt nice sometimes to be on the same wavelength as someone else, goddamn. Why did it have to be the guy with the most unsettling presence tho—

"Apollo is irreplaceable, I don't know if it would do much. It's not like attorneys are available left and right—we're a small firm, I'm not really into the whole grossing your business to do it for money and taking corporation or wealthy clients cases. You know how ruthless law school is, can't blame people to want less demanding cases, but... that's not what this talent agency is about." There was a reason, after all, why he specifically spotted Athena and thought she'd be a good fit. "We don't take people just because we can, they need to be people who can grow and keep up with the other talents... ... .... sigh... ... ... that and just not anyone shows up, you might be... overestimating defense lawyers..." They won way less than prosecutors for requiring the same education, they had less rights on how to both handle cases and access to information... you'd really have to have specific goals in mind to see what Phoenix did and make it your life ambition. It was so much even risktakers were turned off by the profession. Maybe Simon Blackquill was the type of man who normalized idealism in others a bit..? He did not strike as the type who, currently or in the past, might have bore this type of innocent belief.

"Naturally, I will attend."

Simon falls silent upon hearing Wright's concerns. Indeed, Athena's behavior hasn't escaped his notice. She appears subdued when she believes no one is looking or forcefully cheerful at best when caught. He isn't always able to lend his support when they both lead frantically busy lives, much to his frustration.

The work only keeps piling up, especially so after the most recent purge at the prosecutor's office. For only the best of the best was kept on, destroying his sleep schedule in the process and the very little claim to sanity he does have. He has the Chief Prosecutor to thank for that.

"Worry not. I'll check in on her as best as I'm able," he answers softly, shifting his gaze to the ground.

"Perhaps you ought to bring on more talent to the firm. It might do well in alleviating some of that empty nest syndrome you've all been experiencing."

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Most of dinner was patiently enjoying the company while Athena and Trucy proudly recounted their milestones to Apollo. In Wright's mind, the scene felt like a big brother coming back home. (which was half-true, really...) Most of his speaking were more down-to-earth commentary on dramatized events. Comments on Athena sitting at Apollo's desk and imitating him implied also that his corner of the office had been left intact.

True to Apollo's wishes, Phoenix still indirectly telling the young man of changes of his favorite shops in a mundane way, like changes in menu or new employees, speaking as if he was just telling the other news he saw after a busy week of work at the agency.

"Oh, I think you'll like the dessert; I asked if they could make a little modification to it." Phoenix nonchalantly said, although his eyes were obviously smug about it.

In the box was a circle-shaped velvet cake, enough for everyone to have a small indulgent portion... with two large, thin pieces of chocolate as decoration shaped like two horns everyone knew well about.

"Incredible how they managed to recreate your portrait in such short notice, uh? Must be some advanced chef technique." Obviously they just took two coincidentally curved pieces and stuck them on top. And they were not pastry chefs, it was a soba shop that offered some seasonal dessert.

Ooohs and aaahs were heard as the likeness of this work of art was praised, and Phoenix let out a warm chuckle. As Trucy cut the cake and was serving everyone, the attorney spoke to Apollo, looking at him with equally warm eyes:

"I know we all got a lot of work at the office coming, but if that's okay it would be nice if we still got together for lunch, when we got time... plus I've been craving Korean BBQ for weeks now."

He figured Apollo's work would have a lot to do with political matters, maybe even a Khuranese embassy. He did not know how many people were involved, or if he might actually be here for some inter-country case, but Phoenix knew he would get to know details in due time. The only thing he could do was to be as welcoming as possible; as much as he missed Apollo and indulged in teasing him, everything should be done on the younger's own terms. Although there were many events and places bustling in the area, there was no way of knowing how much he would be available... and no lack of Athena probing him.

"Thanks, Mr Wright." Apollo hadn't really thought that Mr Wright would have said no to such a simple request, but he was glad that he had had the chance to ask while their coworkers were out of earshot. Athena and Trucy would have been harder to convince to not go overboard, and he didn't intend to try. But out of all of the dynamics at the Agency, Apollo's move to Khura'in had the most potential ramifications for his relationship with his boss -- now former boss, and nearly equal, in terms of their roles at their respective offices.

And as much as it felt good for Apollo to no longer be in a position where he relied so heavily on Mr Wright's approval and validation to feel fulfilled in his work... for the time being, it was more comfortable to avoid acknowledging that hierarchical shift. He still saw the man as someone to look up to.

As asked, he took the box he was given and led them along the familiar route back to the office. Having steeled himself before reaching the door, he only let out a little shout when the confetti popper went off to celebrate his entrance (which, being Apollo, was still pretty loud).

But by some miracle, there were no guillotines or flaming hoops waiting for him, and the was able to enjoy a relaxing meal with the others. He didn't talk much about his own life abroad yet, but made sure to catch everyone up on the friends they had met during their previous visit... Beh'leeb, Ahlbi, Datz.

As their bowls got empty, Apollo prodded the ribbon-wrapped box with the back of his chopsticks and looked curiously to Mr Wright. "So what's the dessert?"

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That was the type of reply he expected from her. Despite all the lies and deception, he could still see parts of the woman he once knew, or more like he thought he knew. Although they probably both went through changes since all those years, and he was probably taken by an odd 'bout of nostalgia... what was there even to be nostalgic about, with that ending.

For a moment, Phoenix remained silent, at loss to what to say. If she was anyone else, he would tell her to not say things like this, that her life had indisputable worth. It was not like he agreed with her, but at the same time saying the right thing felt... false.

"You're wrong."

She looked sad. So beautifully sad. But it was always the way she looked, surrounded by this enchanting, ethereal melancholy; it made the lawyer almost distressed, like he knew he was in a vulnerable position despite knowing he was not the same person he was back then.

"I already spoke to the prison staff and the investigation team: I will defend you in court. I wanted to hear it from you, but I do not believe you did it either. I believe someone is clearly framing you, but I do not know why yet."

Believe in your client. Phoenix's dark sight sharpened as he spoke his conviction with confidence, ready to give it his all, no matter whom he defended: if she was innocent, no matter what she might have done in the past, she deserved a fair trial.

"You might know more than you think! We can work together to figure out what happened on the day of the murder. It would be easier if you cooperate, but I will take on this case, like it or not, Dahlia."

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Dahlia shook her head, letting out a deep breath, fingers rising to brush through crimson-colored locks. She seemed disinterested, checked out of the conversation, because really, what else could she say ? ❛ I'm already in prison, Phoenix. If I did commit this crime, after all that I've done, then maybe I deserve to die. ❜ Especially since she promised herself that things would be different, that she would change, become a better person. To be the person her twin sister Iris always believed she could be because the past Dahlia was not the real Dahlia. ❛ I'm not sure what else I can say to defend myself. At the end of the day, my words mean nothing. Who would trust me still ? My advice, why don't you talk to the security guards, or have them check the cameras ? Because not even you believe me. Not anymore. ❜ She seemed sad, saying that last bit, her eyes growing distant, as if she was recalling fonder times.

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colorful headcanons.

( send me a copic color for a headcanon )

frost blue: does your muse enjoy the snow and cold? or are they the type to enjoy summer more?

peacock blue: is your muse honest? what sorts of lies do they tell, if not?

lapis lazuli: does your muse prefer the idea of exploring the depths of the oceans, or the boundless expanses of space more?

reddish brass: how likely is your muse to step up and take the role of a leader? are they willing to take the challenge, or are they more apt to being a follower?

burnt umber: how stable is your muse, mentally and/or emotionally?

champagne: does your muse drink (alcohol)? are they a heavy drinker, if so?

tea orange: what is something that your muse is fascinated with?

malachite: has your muse ever done anything that they winded up feeling incredibly guilty for in the end?

olive: is your muse prone to feeling envious of others? if yes, what is it that they typically feel envious over?

vermillion: is your muse courageous, or would they consider themselves to be more of a coward?

coral: what is your muse’s romantic and sexual orientations?

bougainvillaea: would your muse consider themselves as blunt, or do they beat around the bush instead?

currant: what’s something that absolutely disgusts your muse (can be a person, place, thing, ect)?

crimson: how passionate is your muse about the things they love most?

raspberry: what food and/or drink can your muse not get enough of? do they indulge in it often, or is it something reserved for special occasions?

baby blossoms: does your muse have a favorite scent? what is it, and why?

mallow: what sorts of things might remind your muse of those close to them? any scents, objects, sounds?

aubergine: does your muse prefer the day, or are they more of a night-owl?

acacia: how much does it take for your muse to hate someone?

cadmium yellow: what subjects or topics does your muse avoid, because they bring up harmful / painful memories?

honey: when your muse loves someone (whether it be romantic, platonic, or familial love), how do they show it?

chartreuse: if you had to describe your muse with a color, what color would it be and why?

anise: when it comes to self-care, what does your muse do to take care of themselves? do they take care to spend time on it, or do they feel they don’t deserve it?

new leaf: what message would your muse send to their past self, if any?

moss: how easily does your muse adapt to any new situations they’re thrust into?

silk: does your muse care about appearances much? do they spend a lot of time on their own appearance, or do they just go with the flow each day?

sanguine: does your muse typically have an optimistic, pessimistic, or some middle ground outlook on life?

atoll: if your muse could go anywhere, without any restrictions whatsoever, where would they go? why would they go there?

cool grey: if your muse could ensure one thing for certain in their future to come, what would it be?

black: does your muse have a ‘bucket list?’ list some things your muse wants to accomplish before they die.

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🐺 @bloodxhound.

"... Bluesuit?" "Well I guess you do wear blue, Daddy... does that make me... Bluehat?"

Trucy turned to the man for an answer, and Phoenix could not help but be thankful he did not have to be responsible for this train of thought, as much as he loved his daughter's creative spirit... because with this guy it sounded like he would have to deal with two.

"Well..." He fidgeted at his badge, presenting it as it was mentioned per reflex. "The former is usually how it goes, the second is illegal and I could get arrested for that, the latter... thanks, but no thanks." "Daddy is actually showing you mercy, since he could take you on anytime!" "... Truce, please, don't enable him..." He whispered that last part. "My argument is that any fair trial should have the defense be able to investigate the scene and know about its details to prepare, any honest office would agree, wouldn't you say so? You tell me your findings and in exchange I tell you anything I find."

From his pocket, he pulled out his cellphone, a blue Signal Samurai keychain dangling from it. As he spoke, Phoenix's confidence was getting better at finding its footing.

"I'm pretty good at finding evidence that has been overlooked by the overworked police department, I have my track record... what says you, Officer?" He extended his free hand for a handshake. "I'm Phoenix Wright, defense attorney. I'm representing the prime suspect in this prison murder; Dahlia Hawthorne, one of the lifetime inmate."

At this point in time he hadn't talked to her yet... but it was not like anyone else was accepting a certain someone's pleas to represent her.

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First thought seeing this dialogue is me whenever I receive an ask.

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Mun talks about the Muse

Send one of the following to ask the mun… (please specify muse for multis)

✍ Favorite thing about writing the muse? 👀Favorite thing about the muse’s appearance? 🌌Favorite alternate version of the muse? 💕Favorite ship for the muse?  💔Least favorite ship for the muse? 💢Something about the muse that annoys you? 😈Worst thing you’ve ever done to your muse?  😂Funniest thing that’s ever happened to your muse?  💡 What inspires you to write the muse?  📷 Favorite picture/screencap of your muse? 📑 Favorite part of your muse’s backstory?  📝 Favorite headcanon for your muse?  😒 Is there anything canon about your muse that you ignore?  🔮 What do you see in your muse’s future?  🔥 Unpopular opinion about your muse?  💭 Favorite memory of the muse?  😩 Hardest thing about writing the muse?  ⌨ What’s a situation you’ve always wanted to RP with the muse?  🎭 How similar are you and the muse? 

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"Who knows, Truce, maybe the added vitamins will make him grow a little bit taller~!"

&& toast enemies

"Truth be told though...nutella toast with strawberries is better than just plain nutella toast or strawberry cream cheese toast, you know?"

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pspsps hey to the Ace Attorney personals who followed me hello welcome feel free to like and throw asks really happy to see the fandom still active!!!

and also hey you guys ever wanna RP—