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Why My Ship Cannot be Together: MikoJigo!

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[no-ra-do-ra]

"I held the healthy newborn girl in my arms and wept for... longer than I care to remember."

[cosplaying-memester]

Imagine being a citizen of London and you happen to see a big Japanese man with a black beard, wearing a red wig, and carrying a big suitcase

[ask-post-dgs2-crew]

To Seishiro Jigoku

Why?

Ten years ago, during that travesty of a trial against your close friend Genshin, you stepped up to the witness stand to defend him. You even destroyed said stand in your fury.

A few days later, when commanded by Stronghart, **you chose to put a bullet to your friend's heart**. You had a choice, and yet you chose to betray that friend you had tried to defend with all your might.

...

...

*Why?*

To my anonymous writer,

I don't think that it is possible to explain the kind of duress I was under on that fateful night. I fully believed in Genshin's innocence. He was my best friend. I would not have destroyed court property if I had not believed that I was correct.

When you are given an order by someone who terrifies and awes you in equal amounts, who holds their fate in your hands, who is urging, demanding that you do something drastic for the fate of yourself and your friends, what do you do? If I had not shot Genshin, I think Stronghart would have shot him instead. I do not believe there was any chance he would have made it out of that cemetery alive.

I was foolish, selfish, reckless, and manipulated. I was too much of a coward to stand up to this order, the time pressure and possibility of Yuujin being caught in the crosshairs... I can never forgive myself for what I did. I hope nobody can forgive me. I deserve every torture in the world.

But nothing I ever do can bring him back.

Jigoku Seishirou

[incorrectgreataceattorneyquotes]

Haori, shouting: Hi, I'm a lesbian! The court: Seishirou: ...Congratulations? Haori: Thank you.

[aa-auntcle-bracket]

Welcome to the Ace Attorney auntie & uncle bracket!

All of the candidates were crowdsourced from the @klapollo-minibang server in about the span of an hour. There will be two separate brackets-- one for the aunties, and one for the uncles. They will be running at the same time, and each poll will be open for a week. Banner, icon, and poll templates were all made by @cassiferlynnart

NOTE: The listed aunties and uncles do not have to legally be aunts and uncles. It is based purely around vibes, and all candidates were offered up by server members. Propaganda is welcome (tag this blog, reblog posts, or post under #aa auntcle bracket), but please do not tear down other candidates! Be warned there will be spoilers for all ace attorney games.

Candidates listed below the 'read more'

The candidates for the UNCLE BRACKET are:

Moe the Clown (Justice for All)

Manfred von Karma (Original Trilogy)

Jake Marshall (Rise from the Ashes DLC)

Solomon Starbuck (Dual Destinies)

Miles Edgeworth

Phoenix Wright

Winfred "Big Wins" Kitaki (Apollo Justice)

Seishirou Jigoku (Great Ace Attorney Chronicles)

Shelley de Killer (Original Trilogy + Investigations)

Winston Payne (Original Trilogy)

Sirhan Dogen (Investigations 2)

Godot (Trials and Tribulations)

Guy Eldoon (Apollo Justice)

Marvin Grossberg (Original Trilogy)

Detective Badd (Investigations)

John Garrideb (Great Ace Attorney Chronicles)

Tobias Gregson (Great Ace Attorney Chronicles)

Datz Are'bal (Spirit of Justice)

Simon Blackquill (Dual Destinies)

Barok van Zieks (Great Ace Attorney Chronicles)

Detective Gumshoe (Original Trilogy)

Valant Gramarye (Apollo Justice)

Raymond Shields (Investigations 2)

Herman Crab (Dual Destinies DLC)

Will Powers (Original Trilogy)

Soseki Natsume (Great Ace Attorney Chronicles)

Larry Butz (Original Trilogy)

Satoru Hosonaga (Great Ace Attorney Chronicles)

The candidates for the AUNTIE BRACKET are:

Joan Garrideb (Great Ace Attorney Chronicles)

Aura Blackquill (Dual Destinies)

Maggey Byrde (Original Trilogy)

Patricia Roland (Investigations 2)

Iris Hawthorne (Original Trilogy)

Calisto Yew (Investigations)

Ga’ran (Spirit of Justice)

Rhoda Teneiro (Investigations)

Sister Bikini (Trials and Tribulations)

Adrian Andrews (Original Trilogy)

Madame Tusspells (Great Ace Attorney Chronicles)

Desiree Delite (Justice for All)

Constance Courte (Dual Destinies)

Lotta Hart (Original Trilogy)

Dee Vasquez (Ace Attorney: Phoenix Wright)

Lady Altamont (Great Ace Attorney Chronicles)

Wendy Oldbag (Original Trilogy)

Beh’leeb Inmee (Spirit of Justice)

Misty Fey (Trials and Tribulations)

Angel Starr (Rise from the Ashes DLC)

Evie Vigil (Great Ace Attorney Chronicles)

Kisegawa (Spirit of Justice)

Maya Fey (Original Trilogy)

Morgan Fey (Original Trilogy)

Fransizka von Karma (Original Trilogy)

Plum Kitaki (Apollo Justice)

[wrightfamily]

more here!!

spoilers for dgs2 under the cut!

sorry for reusing the same joke twice lol.

[elithesia-autem-danguarde]

Today, I’m here to showcase a little bit more of The Great Ace Attorney Pokemon AU. I’m not marking spoilers because I’m only showing characters without any details.

That said, here’s a few more trainers and their Pokémon teams!

Again, no real specific type specializations for anyone. But there’s a couple Easter Eggs among these teams, and hopefully some of you will be able to catch them.

Note: Retired Pokémon Trainers like Barok and Jigoku simply live calm lives wherever they are and don’t have any ambitions anymore. Pokémon Philanthropists like Vortex are people who put in a lot of effort and spend a lot of money for the benefits of Pokémon and their trainers. They get a lot of power and influence in return for their altruism.

I’m dedicating this entire series to Ayabit for her support and help. 🌺

[dgkenji]

DGS2-5: Jigoku and Asougi regarding how he got his mission

[sovrianis]

jigotex oc

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So what better way to practice with CSP than to do a ship meme with a niche rarepair? :D

MikoJigo are my toxic faves haha

[naruhoedou]

Transaction

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Ryuunosuke Naruhodou/Seishirou Jigoku

Susato thought he could do it. Convincing their government, however, was a different task.

-Slight spoilers for DGS and DGS 2-

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Of course he never thought it would be easy, least of all as easy as the Great Detective made it sound. But it was a logical decision and he was hoping that’d put things in his favor. As disrespectful as this all felt, even more so with the weight of Karuma resting in his lap, he couldn’t just let them get shipped right back to Japan. That’d be too cruel to Susato, who lost a brother apparently, when he could just sacrifice a bit of his mental health to honor his fallen friend. 

 

As he sat on the desk Asougi Kazuma wrote his last journal entry on, pen heavy in his hand, he silently thanked his literature major for his knowledge in writing formal requests. Although, knowing the format didn’t really help much when the situation was so unbelievable and complex. Did he start by mentioning how the star student of the Imperial Yuumei University lost his life by hitting his head too hard? Or that said student smuggled Ryuunosuke on board? Wasn’t the Minister of Foreign Affairs already aware of these things? Or was it just formality…

 

Would he even get accepted? If the country only chose to send the best of the best, would they even want to send some mediocre literature student for an education in law ? As these thoughts swirled and swirled in his mind, he realized he’d already begun writing. Reading over the lines he jotted down proved them to be acceptable. Now, if you asked anyone who knew him, they would say Ryuunosuke worked well under pressure. But what he did on impulse, he wouldn’t exactly clarify as such. With a heavy sigh that trembled towards the end of it in remembrance , he let his hand do as it pleased once more and the letter was completed. All that was left was a once-over by Susato in the morning... which ended in her exclaiming that she didn’t expect it to be so well written, a sheepish smile blooming on Ryuunosuke’s face as shame pooled in his gut. Noticing how backhanded her compliment was, and maybe not caring much about it, Susato took the letter and floated out the room. She’d give it to the sailors for it to be mailed out.

 

——

 

What? As Ryuunosuke held the (supposedly)formal reply in his hands, he felt a familiar feeling of shock run through his body. Now that he’d told Susato they’d gotten accepted and got her to leave, he had all the time in the world to read over this.. this personal threat of a letter in his hands. At least, until he had to throw himself into his law studies again, though he felt more like throwing himself...overboard. This was a joke, right? A funny joke from that Sherlock Holmes fellow who had somehow acquired the letter the sailors sent out a month ago, an official Japanese Government seal and also managed to copy the Minister of Foreign Affairs' handwriting and signature. Honestly, how these things kept happening to him, he had no clue. 

 

He’d heard some stories from Asougi(a pang went through his heart), about the law students both male and female who sold their bodies to get through law school. Prostitution, he’d called it. Tragically contradictory. Ryuunosuke remembered the other man smiling as he’d said it, wondering if Asougi really thought it so tragic after all. “It’s wrong to break the law you’re studying!” he heard a whisper through the room. Bitterly, “The law didn’t save you.”, he whispered back. He leaned forward, taking a deep breath as he usually did. 

 

So, what if the Minister of Foreign Affairs wasn’t immune to such attractions? It’s not like they’d meet for a long while. By the time he got to face the repercussions of the choice he was about to make, it’d be a year at least. Or however long this program was supposed to last. And, he thought he owed at least this much to the girl a few doors down. The girl who didn’t even get to be the last person to see her brother alive. He looked down. There probably was a good reason Asougi didn’t think to tell him about her, and it was no use feeling scorned by the dead. 

 

Did he really have to write a reply to this letter? He debated just ignoring it, how would anyone know if it didn’t just get lost out there? It probably wasn’t easy delivering letters to and from a ship. A lot of calculations and estimates… but he was getting off topic. He steeled his nerves and picked up the pen again. Feeling more and more like some kind of doll every second, he wrote an affirmative reply. He didn’t even want to think about Asougi getting the same treatment as this. But of course, Asougi was above agreeing to such an indecent proposal just to be able to go somewhere. Ryuunosuke huffed hysterically, placing the offending letter in an envelope. Writing back a letter of thanks was kind of normal in this situation, right? Susato absolutely could not find out what kind of.. transaction had just been made inside innocent, white envelopes.

 

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He could say in good conscience that there were very few things that could surprise him anymore, especially with all that had already transpired. This happened to be one of those things. Who knew waiting with Susato for Professor Mikotoba to arrive would lead to a premature heart attack? All this action would surely end with him in an early grave. The moment of blissful ignorance that came with him not recognizing the tall, imposing man as his flittering nightmare these past few months had quickly passed. In its place was a cold sweat that persisted even as they lined up for a photograph. The man’s arm around his back was sending all signals except fatherly. If Ryuunosuke had a habit of fainting instead of his unbelievable perseverance to stress, this would be the perfect time to topple onto the floor. It might still be, the more shame-free part of his brain supplied. Surely everything would be forgotten if he caused such a ruckus? 

 

He was sure his heart would flee out of his chest when Jigoku took the moment of father and daughter reuniting to lean into his ear, making him feel the vibrations of his words, “Hello, Naruhodou-kun.” rather than hear them. Sure, it sounded kind of silly out of context, but the towering figure of the man behind him did a swell job of erasing any sense of comedy Ryuunosuke could have felt. After giving a tense but polite nod, he felt Jigoku’s hands meet his shoulders, slightly shaking with a friendly chuckle. Distantly hearing some form of reassurance being said to him, he wasn’t aware of much until they were leaving. Susato gave him a light poke on his back to get him to move. Upon feeling him jump under her finger, she gave him a concerned glance, and Ryuunosuke was once again amazed at how far they’ve come.

 

With the cold, cold sweat drying on his body, he couldn’t be all too sure that’s what was causing the shiver running through him. His fingers idly traced the piece of paper in his pocket. Probably slipped in there while the photo was being taken, he thought.

 

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The Old Bailey was a risque place for something like this. He found himself growing colder and colder by the minute. He knew why he was here, the note was clear enough in its subtle way. The English government appointing a foreign Minister of Foreign Affairs a whole office, even for such a short stay… The line between courtesy and belittlement was truly a fine one. 

 

As he ascended the stairs, he was strangely calm. Like a death row inmate marching towards the rope. A fate he’d narrowly missed, funnily enough. His steps echoed in the grand hallway. The building was quiet but far from serene. For him, at least. As familiar as the courtroom itself had become… The rest of the courthouse, mainly the offices, would always remain alien to him. The door was large and imposing as all the others around it. He knocked twice, somewhat nervously. “Do come in, Naruhodou-kun.” a voice called from the inside. Ryuunosuke entered, closing the door behind him. He stood stock still, like that one time he had to go to the Principal’s office because he forgot his student ID number. Jigoku was no less condescending under his friendly façade.

 

The large man smiled at him, mischief burning in his eyes. Ryuunosuke thought about the door again. Maybe the scariest thing about Jigoku… was that he fit in, here. Huffing in amusement at the younger man’s refusal to sit down before being told to, he gestured loosely at the chair in front of the desk. “I’ve heard much about your cases, though I’d love to hear them from you. Would you have some tea, or perhaps… a drink?” the man’s voice was warm and rich, but it was no secret that he was sizing Ryuunosuke up, trying to make heads or tails of the man so devoted to the dead(or so bored, he might’ve thought) that he’d go to such lengths. “Tea would be alright.”, Ryuunosuke replied, voice lacking the stutter of his heart. Jigoku laughed heartily, getting out two cups from a cabinet behind him. “I had a feeling you’d say that,” he said leaning down, drawing the other’s attention to the kettle sitting on a miniature stove. 

 

After pouring the tea, the man raised a hand to halt Ryuunosuke, reaching under the desk to pull out a bottle of rum. “I’d say English tea is horribly bland on its own, no?” he said humorously. Sensing the other’s apprehension, “Oh, don’t be so shy, young man!” he said, topping both cups with the alcohol.

 

Ryuunosuke Naruhodou was a fair man. He did not leave anything out when recounting the events, regardless of how it made him look. The mix of black tea and rum burned his mouth, but it was nothing worse than some of Iris’ more experimental blends. That is not to say she made bad tea, most of her teas were heavenly, but some flavors were just not meant to become… tea. 

 

Besides that, as much as he’d like to be, Ryuunosuke was not as kind to himself as the Grim Reaper, and he did not drink. That is why, despite all his conflicting feelings, he refused any attempts to refill his cup. The older man did not seem to share the sentiment, however, for he doubted Jigoku would even remember much come tomorrow. Or maybe he himself was just a lightweight, it didn’t matter.

 

It didn’t matter because he already felt the wood floor creaking under his knees. And, as meaningless as it was now,

Close your eyes, Asougi.

 

… 

 

He swallowed up the salt of shame, tongue dragging across his lips.

 

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He laid calmly, in the safety of 221B’s attic. His debt had been paid. Do you see, now?

[cosplaying-memester]

Redid my boi Jigoku

[actually-correct-quotes]

New Japanese Judge: What happened to your past judges Ryuunosuke, staring intensely: They left New Japanese Judge: This is scaring me

[thenon-fictiondays]

one thing I do wonder about the whole professor case is why Jigoku didn't shoot Enoch. One would think he'd much prefer to kill some random graverobber than a man he considered a friend, and given Genshin's position, would be easier to cover up. He wouldn't have time to think through all the consequences in that moment, but surely both he and Vortex realized that killing Genshin would be an issue of international diplomacy if it ever got out (and, you know, potentially set off a 10 year-long chain reaction ending with both of them in prison). Even without knowing who Enoch was, it still seems like the less risky choice to me 🤨

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➡️   IT’S BACK, BABY   ⬅️  

Chapters: 15/19 Fandom: 大逆転裁判 | Dai Gyakuten Saiban | The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles (Video Games) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Asougi Kazuma/Naruhodou Ryuunosuke Characters: Asougi Kazuma, Naruhodou Ryuunosuke, Mikotoba Yuujin, Murasame Haori | Rei Membami, Original Characters, Many references to Mikotoba Susato, Jigoku Seishirou, Auchi Takeshi Additional Tags: Prequel, Dialogue Heavy, Slow Burn, "Enemies" to Friends to Lovers, Period Piece, progressive politics, Spoilers for all of Chronicles, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Social drinking, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Character Study Summary:

Kazuma Asogi, a law student on a long, single-minded road towards the heart of the Great British Empire, finds new avenues opened to him when he gets to know a wallflower in the English department. But when things spiral out of control, Kazuma is forced to reckon with potentially disastrous consequences from all directions. Will he choose honesty about his past or an uninhibited path to his future?