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floorpillow · 3 months
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Artistic rendition of a scene from Miles Bunworth on AO3
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venomouschocolate · 7 months
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i very firmly believe that in a world of people having stupid names kristoph gavin does not nickname anyone ever. klavier gets klav'd and gavin'd and klavgav'd and princess'd and blondie'd by all his friends. to kristoph he is only ever klavier. phoenix gets nick'd and nix'd and feenie'd and kristoph will only ever call him wright. at a push phoenix but it will be with malicious intent.
anyway that is how i write kristoph (who, by the way, gets his fair share of nicknames) and i think it illustrates distance and lack of connection. more to the point it makes him look like a prick
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acerunaway · 1 year
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manias-wordcount · 13 days
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Show 'Em How (Phoenix Wright x Reader x Miles Edgeworth)
𝗔/𝗡: 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗺, 𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗷𝗼𝗯 𝗱𝗮𝘆. 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗷𝗼𝗯 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛
𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚!! 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁, 𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝘅 (𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴), 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗷𝗼𝗯, 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀
𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩
𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?
𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?
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When you were younger, you had a crush on two boys.
The type of crush that left people with heat stuck in their cheeks and eyes casted down at the ground. The type of crush that left people like you stammering and stuttering and trying too awfully hard to look cool yet cute in every moment they’re in view. But they grew up. So did you. Though those feelings you had for the now-grown men didn’t completely disappear. You’re not even sure if they lessened enough for you to no longer feel embarrassed about it all.
  But for the longest time, you just didn’t get what you saw in both of them. After all, you thought that they couldn’t be any more different from each other aside from their shared strong will. So what made you like them still after all these years? What made you linger around like a ghost- hoping and hoping for the one who sees you. Despite knowing they would never see you as you’ve always seen them. Someone to love. Someone to adore. Someone to hold tight and want to protect for as long as they live. But that’s the thing.
  “You’re getting so good at this, aren’t you sweetheart?”
  You only thought you knew that. 
  “Mmm,” You make a quiet hum with the back of your throat as you look up at one of the men before you. “Mmm…”
   You always thought of Miles Edgeworth as a gentleman- even when you both just attending grade school. You thought of him as refined and forever poised- even in the trickiest of situations. And now, you’d admit that some of that holds true. He’s still oh-so gentle as he cards his fingers through your hair and keeps the loose strands out of the way. He’s still oh-so kind as he looks at you with eyes that hold emotions so far away from disgust and malice that you could easily forget if you wanted to. If you tried. But most of all? He’s still oh-so-sweet in the way he calls on you- insisting on sweetheart even as you wrap your lips around his dick and suck him off while free hand focuses on his rival.
  “I could have told you that,” A voice from your side grumbles. Some that have your heart thumping out of your chest and shivers running down your spine at the exact same time. It’s the same Phoenix Wright that you’ve always been smitten with. Though it’s admittedly more charming now that you’re able to hear him talking so casually. Without stress about investigations. Without drama from court cases. None of that stuff. Although… “And quit hogging! It was my turn to get sucked off ages ago!”
  You suppose nothing can be quite drama-free with those two. But you suppose it’s your fault, isn’t it? It started with you getting a little bold one night. A little brave. Then suddenly, you’re writing love letters. Love confession with the hearts and the secrets and the obvious embarrassment dripping from every single word. But this running off of a courageous high (or rather, a steep amount of liquid courage), and suddenly yourself with new emails in your outgoing mail folder. And two emails in your ingoing mail folder- each agreeing to the time and the place that drunken you had asked to meet.
  Truthfully, you don’t remember how exactly your confession went. Maybe you blocked it all from memory. Maybe you didn’t. But whatever happened must have been a good thing between all three of you. 
  Because why else would Phoenix be wrapping his hand around your neck and pulling you off of his rival’s cock all so he could lead you and your puckered lips toward his?
  “Pay attention to me too, okay?” He reminds you gently as he gives you a big smile. Instantly, you’re enamored again now that he’s the boy with your most direct attention (even though Miles’ huff is very clearly an attempt to get your eyes back off him). But Phoenix doesn’t pay him any mind- instead, he’s too busy pushing your head closer and closer to him as his free hand holds his fully erect cock out for your to slide into your throat. “I’m willing to share but you can’t forget about me, alright?”
  You’re barely registering his words. Just giving him a simple nod before your back up and sitting on your knees and wrapping your lips around the pretty dick in front of you. It stands tall and proud in front of you with quite a few noticeable veins decorating it in its entirety. A small bead of precum has been spilling from the top. But you don’t waste another second on dumb thoughts and inaction. Instead, you’re flattening your tongue and taking the thing into your mouth easily. Completely. Happily.
  The salty taste hits your goosebumps a second later, but Phoenix is quick to ease you into taking his entire length all at once. He coaches you into breathing the way he knows you should, and you focus on relaxing your mouth the same way you did for Miles so he slides right in with little resistance. But Phoenix is thicker than Miles. Not as long, but much much thicker. And so the instant you feel him start to fill up your mouth in a way that feels like too much at once, you cough. Just a little. 
  Even so, it’s still enough to get Miles to hurry out a call of “Be careful” to the other man, much to his displeasure. But it’s not your first. It’s far from it and everyone in the room knows that by now. So you’re quick to right things yourself. To adjust so that you mouth things about fitting Phoenix inside rather than Miles. And all too soon, you’re bobbing your head up and down and up and down and up and down. Letting it glide through your warm, wet throat as the man you’re sucking off balls his hands into tight fists and leans back into his chair.
  “Fuck, that’s good,” Phoenix all but groans as he closes his eyes and tosses his head back. His voice is much lower than what you’re used to. Softer. Quieted. More controlled even. Not that you really mind it though. As much as you love your Phoenix- the one who’s bright and loud and only just a little dumb at times- you like the way you’re making him come undone like this. Making him count his every breath. Making him rise out of his chair and curse under his breath. Making him feel good. All because of you. All because of you. “Keep going- keep sucking like that. And- and do that thing with your tongue again. Okay, baby?”
  Your heart melts at the nickname. Baby. You’re so soft for these two it’s ridiculous. But perhaps it’s more ridiculous how soft they are for you. How willing they are for you. Most men would hate sharing a lover. And yet, here comes Miles- reaching over and pulling back your hair again so you can continue focusing on running your tongue against every vein on Phoenix’s dick again and again and again.
  And sometime later, you’ll start stroking Miles’ cock again, not wanting him to lose the pretty hard-on he brought out just for you. Pumping your fist up and down and up and down- in time with the way you bod your head on the other man’s cock. But pretty soon all of Miles’ sweet little compliments will draw your attention away. Pretty soon, you’re pulling your mouth off of Phoenix’s dick and wrapping your lips around Miles’ once more- pulling out all the moves you know he likes. Playing a little with his balls. Sucking a little extra hard on the head. And looking up at him through your eyelashes all pretty like when he started mumbling all kinds of selfish yet adoring words towards you.
  And at some point, the other man in the room is going to feel content will sitting and watching anymore. At some point, he’s gonna want a hand or a mouth or that pretty little hole that’s been hiding between your legs all this time. At some point, he’s gonna want to make you do the squirming. Just like your other lover is gonna want to make you squeal and feel good. Feel oh-so ridiculously good. But he can wait. They both know how to wait at this point. And frankly, you do too.
  Because you waited so many years to confess. You waited so many years to know if they liked you back. And you waited so many years before realizing that the answer had to be both or absolutely nothing at all. But they’ve made their decision. And you’ve made yours. 
  You know they know how to wait their turn. You know they know how to play nice. How to share. And you know they know how to do that with each other. Because you were there when they learned those things. And if they refuse to do it now?
  Well, you’ll just have to show them how it’s done. 
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queenychu · 11 months
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I need a klapollo fic where is klav and Apollo just. Building an ikea shelf or something.
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tacobellabean · 6 days
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saw your post about the Steel Samurai parallels in fics and was wondering if you had any recommendations :^))
Well Anon, it looks like you’ve come to the right place because have I got the fics for you!
Now, a lot of fics that do this only do this in the sense of “This is a one-off piece of dialogue and a one-off thought about the Steel Samurai being a mirror to Ace Attorney that probably won’t be mentioned again” and only a couple make it a big plot point, so it’s pretty hard to find and remember what fics do this. The ones that I’ve picked for you are the ones that have the most obvious connection with the Steel Samurai and Ace Attorney, I’ll probably update this again if I find more but these are the ones that I can find at the moment.
Sorry if that made no sense, but here you go!
I have organized them into smut/non-smut, multi/one-shot and finished/on-going so you can pick and choose!
(Also, if you need anymore recommendations for Ace Attorney fanfictions, Anon, just ask because I have read MANY and this is only a small-batch)
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“Written” by Limey
(Smut, Multi-Chapter, Finished)
Was one of the first fanfics I read of Ace Attorney and one of my all-time favorites because of how good it is! It’s about Phoenix accidentally finding Miles’ Steel Samurai fanfiction that’s all based on their dynamics with each other. It’s very popular, so I wouldn’t be surprised if you had read it or heard of it before. But, it does the exact thing I said in my post about having the Steel Samurai be a mirror of Ace Attorney world. Not to mention that it’s just good!
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“To Dust Or To Gold” by HopeStoryteller
(Non-Smut, Multi-Chapter, Finished)
A fic I have bookmarked and am on chapter 2 of (Mostly because it doesn’t keep my interest long enough) This one is about Miles writing Steel Samurai fanfiction and using his dynamic with Phoenix as a helpful tool to characterize the Steel Samurai and the Evil Magistrate, but it’s written in a way that seems like Miles is actually writing it on A3O (When you click on the link, you’ll see what I mean) the story is told through the comments on the fanfiction he writes, at least from what I can tell. (Again, have not finished it) but it seems very good!
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“A Beginner’s Guide On How No To Write Steel Samurai Fanfiction” by ChemoeleonWrites
(Non-Smut, Multi-Chaptered, Finished)
A fic about how a court stenographer uses the trials Miles and Phoenix have as inspiration for her Steel Samurai fanfiction and about how Miles reads said fanfiction. This one, personally, was not my cup of tea when I read it. But it is very good. Recommend it fullheartedly!
That’s about all I have for you right now Anon, I’m sorry I can’t help more but it’s very hard to find fics like this (I’ll have to write some myself if more don’t get written) The worst part is that I probably have more fics that do the whole mirror deal thingy but I have so many Ace Attorney bookmarks and I don’t wanna search through all of them at the moment. But I hope I helped anyway!
(You can find a lot though by just looking up “Steel Samurai” On A3O, those were very easy to find so I didn’t put them on here)
Also, here’s a small ficlet that I like, it’s just a one-shot, but I found it cute.
“It’s Three Am And Maya Is Connecting The Dots” by Dumb-Pen-Ren
-> https://archiveofourown.org/works/33148654
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quailfence · 14 days
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I, P and Q for the poly fluff thing, for an Ace Attorney polyship of your choice!
(prompts from here, feel free to send me some more! Will post links to other sites in a few hours)
Sorry for taking so long, these are for Miles/Phoenix/Dick + Dick/Maggey!
i = in sickness and in health 
Phoenix and Maggey frowned at the sign of Dick in bed. “He’s usually up at this time, isn’t he?” Maggie asked. Phoenix nodded and called out, “Dick?” 
“Yeah?” he replied groggily from under the linens
“Are you alright?” Maggey asked.
“Uh, I dunno pal…” Dick shifted a bit. “I feel pretty tired…” He coughed.
“I’m gonna get a thermometer,” Phoenix said, turning to leave the room. When he got back, he gave the thermometer to Dick. “Put this under your tongue,” he said. When it beeped, Dick took it out, and Phoenix and Maggey went over to see the result. 101 degrees Fahrenheit. 
“You’re definitely sick,” Maggey remarked. “I’ll tell Miles - maybe even get him to take to the day off to spend with you. You both need it.”
p = pda
Dick loves hugging everyone, but especially his partners. He’ll hug Phoenix from the side when he’s cooking the dishes, embrace Maggey and when she comes home from work, cuddle Miles when they’re watching TV together. Phoenix on the other hand prefers kissing: on the cheeks, on the lips, anywhere he can reach. Miles generally isn’t the sort to initiate this kind of affection, but he’s glad to receive it, and when he does initiate, he usual goes for soft, gentle, languid touches and strokes.
q = quiet
The house is quiet, this Sunday afternoon. Phoenix leans against Mikes as they both read their own books. Maggey is napping on the sofa, and Dick is working on a sudoku in an armchair across from them. It’s a nice kind of quiet, and Phoenix finds himself smiling as he realizes how comfortable he is with this arrangement.
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nemaliwrites · 2 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 逆転裁判 | Gyakuten Saiban | Ace Attorney Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ayasato Chihiro | Mia Fey & Ayasato Harumi | Pearl Fey, Ayasato Harumi | Pearl Fey & Ayasato Mayoi | Maya Fey, Ayasato Harumi | Pearl Fey & Naruhodou Ryuuichi | Phoenix Wright, Ayasato Harumi | Pearl Fey & Mitsurugi Reiji | Miles Edgeworth, Ayasato Harumi | Pearl Fey & Kaminogi Souryuu | Diego Armando, Ayame | Iris & Ayasato Harumi | Pearl Fey Characters: Ayasato Harumi | Pearl Fey, Ayasato Mayoi | Maya Fey, Ayasato Chihiro | Mia Fey, Naruhodou Ryuuichi | Phoenix Wright, Mitsurugi Reiji | Miles Edgeworth, Kaminogi Souryuu | Diego Armando, Ayame | Iris (Gyakuten Saiban) Additional Tags: 5+1 Things, Post-Case 3-5: Bridge to the Turnabout, POV Pearl Fey, Minor Diego Armando/Mia Fey, Family Dynamics, Complicated Relationships, Family Fluff, Found Family, Morgan Fey's Bad Parenting, Guilt, Hurt/Comfort, Coping by Seeking Relationship With Someone Who Directly or Indirectly Caused Your Trauma, Sister-Sister Relationship Summary:
In the days after her mother’s arrest, Pearl thinks a lot about respect, family, and Mia Fey.
Or, five times Pearl learns about Mia from other people, and one time she talks to her directly.
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mittenlady · 3 months
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in which klavier gavin meets simon blackquill during the prosecutor's office 2028 new year's gala, possibly giggles and kicks his feet like a teenage girl, simon just wants to drink his tea, and (most importantly) ema skye is a hater
written for day 24 of @aaholidayrare, first meetings/goodbyes
link here :)
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candicoated · 8 months
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I just had a deep thought, how do you think Klavier Gavin would feel if people started using his voice for AI covers?
Do y'all think he would be mad or play along? Like someone just sends him a YouTube video of him singing something insane like WAP or something.
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eggybaconeggyt · 1 year
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Scribbled in the Margins
A small leather-bound journal was in Phoenix’s hand.
 
“What is this?” Miles had asked, grazing the tips of Phoenix’s fingers as he took the book, the attorney’s skin hot and dry.
 
“Ah, case notes,” Phoenix had clarified, his voice worn thin by the fever. “I…took the liberty of studying some of Mia’s old cases. Hope they help in some way.”
 
“...I see,” was Miles’ reply, the lesser option when compared to nagging his bedridden friend for working while in recovery. Pot meets kettle, he concedes.
 
“I’ve, um, bookmarked the relevant pages, so it’s easier to find when the time comes. So you don’t spend your precious time leafing through things irrelevant to Iris’ case,” Phoenix explains, rather hurriedly, his gaze pointedly away from Miles’ own…
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Edgeworth reads through Phoenix's case notes and makes a discovery or two. Or three.
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[M/M, Gen]
I wrote a fic about Edgeworth, Case Notes, and Revelations. Check it out! Any interaction is appreciated!
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trlvsn · 1 year
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i really should make a whole list of narumitsu fic recs but before i do that, you absolutely have to read The Folly of Youth by ThePursuit on ao3. i read it today as fast as i could because i was simultaneously doing an assignment but good god, this work killed me. like full on first degree murder killed me. i'm dead. i dedicate all of my possessions to the the author.
it has everything: post-aa6 narumitsu with incredible characterization of phoenix and how the disbarment affected him, depth of ALL of the characters including the seemingly irrelevant ones, a case with pun names that's actually pretty deep and meaningful, 15k word chapters (how did they do that...), klapollo both being complete disasters and somehow managing better than the old men, some delicious angst and incredible, subtle, top-tier comedy. seriously, it's the dream.
now, the work is not finished, but before you say anything, that doesn't even matter. there are 5 completed chapters out of 8 and A LOT happens in those chapters. like, 76k words a lot. finishing the last chapter doesn't leave you unfulfilled: it leaves you thrilled, thoughtful, and with great respect for the author, who did their best to update the work for the past few years and has been writing chapter 6 just recently!
seriously, i have read a lot of narumitsu fics. it came to a point where i wrote one rather impulsively. this one? one of the best, if not the actual best work i have ever had the fortune of stumbling upon. go read it, if you haven't already, the author also does cool art! (i swear this is not a paid commercial or anything, i just really fucking liked this fic)
i will not be providing a description or any spoilers because i want everyone to scream the way i did at every plot twist.
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venomouschocolate · 8 months
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HAHAHSAHAHAGAGAHAGSAGA
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acerunaway · 1 year
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DUDE YOUR FIC “The Things We Do For Gym Access” IS INCREDIBLE I FUCKING ADORE IT SO MUCH OUGH THANK YOU FOR WRITING IT!!!!! Losing it over trans apollo he just like me forreal (Lowkey motivation to start working out lol) anyway your art for the fic as well is stella it’s so so so so sweet OUGH I DONT HAVE WORDS anyway love it you rock, stay cool!
SOBS tysm you're so sweet!! i had to make u a doodle for such a nice message <3<3
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manias-wordcount · 14 days
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Something Worth It (Dick Gumshoe x Reader)
𝗔/𝗡: 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗷𝗼𝗯 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛 (𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗶 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗶 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝘂𝗽). 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗳 𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗺 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗶𝗺 𝗮 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗳𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗵𝗲𝗲. 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼 𝗕𝗝 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲- 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗵𝗲
𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩
𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?
𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?
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It’s getting a little on the later side of the day. The sun has already set. And the nightly new cycle has already started to show repeats of the highlights from earlier today. You had been waiting for him to come home all day. Wasting time. Killing time. Waiting on time. And yet, funnily enough, you don’t even hear the door opening.
  Oh, but you feel it.
  You feel it when he comes sliding up behind you. You’re gasping and nearly jumping back as you react to his touch. But that doesn’t slow him down. That doesn’t stop him from stepping in all nice and close to you. Pressing his chest to your back and wrapping his arms around your waist. Squeezing once. Squeezing twice with a heavy sigh. If you had any thoughts of this being someone other than your husband- they were dashed in a second. You know your man too well. Just like he knows you too well.
  “Dick! I thought you were coming home later!” You exclaim, unable to keep the smile off your face. Even for the light scolding you were about to give him. “I was supposed to still have more time!”
  At that, your husband chuckles- the beginnings of a growing five o’clock shadow tickling your face. His laughter comes out as a low, warm sound right by your ear. Something pleasant. Something that makes you shiver. Something that makes you just want to turn around and wrap your arms around him properly. Squeeze him as nice and tight as he’s holding you. But unfortunately for the both of you, your hands are a little full. 
  “Missed you too much,” He murmurs in response. His hands place themselves on your hips, letting you have a little more room to work and breathe. Still, he clings to you like it’s nothing. Like he’s white on rice. His fingers draw shapes into your body overtop of your apron as his lips start to press behind your ear and on your jaw. Loud, yet soft, needy kisses. Here, there, wherever you let him in this moment. As if he didn’t kiss you goodbye on his way out from work this morning. As if the last time he saw you was many, many, many mornings ago. But as sweet as it is, all of it serves as a distraction. A big one. One that you know he’s aware of- especially after you feel his smile widen against your skin after a frustrated huff passes through your lips. “Whatcha making?”
  You turn your eyes towards him. And the curious look on your husband’s face trying to peer over your shoulder without toppling with his big frame is a bit of a funny sight- even if it’s the same thing you’ve been seeing for the past couple of years. But you suppose there’s no point in hiding it. He’ll find out eventually if he keeps lurking around and hanging off of you. Whether it’s through his nose or his eyes, at some point, he’s gonna ruin his own surprise. Well, ruin it more than he already did. He was supposed to come home much later- after you were done cooking- then he did, after all.
  “Frying up some steaks,” You tell him, and it’s nearly impossible to hide your giggles as you watch the expression on his face morph from surprise to complete joy and excitement. You flip the current steak you have in the pan to show it off to him. It side that’s just been flipped up is now a beautiful brown color- a little bit of charring but nice and thick and juicy. Just like he likes it. And while the strip steak in your pan is just one of many, but you swear, the look on his face made you think that this was the only steak left in existence. Some guys say more with their eyes and their stomachs than their mouths, huh? “Thought you might need some after the day you had.”
  At the slight mention of work, his face falls. Just a little bit, but it’d be impossible not to tell.
  “Oh…you heard about all that?” He mumbles absently. You nodded solemnly but didn’t say anything more. You know things down at the station haven’t been going too good. The news has been covering the current homicide case that he’s been working on quite a bit and the pressure put on him and the other members of his force seems astronomical. Especially now that it’s come out that the culprit is someone Dick has worked with in the past and trusts with all his heart and soul…
  But you don’t want to talk about his work. You don’t want him to think about it anymore. At least for the night. Because you know in the morning, he’ll be waking up earlier than you and kissing your goodbye before your alarm goes off to get you up for your own job. In the morning, it’ll be back to work- back to paperwork and fieldwork and meetings for him. But for the night?
  Tonight is just for good food and sweet kisses. 
  “Go wash up sweetie,” You tell him gently, before turning your head and placing a kiss on his cheek. Instantly, he’s blushing and looking a little more like the young, bright-eyed boy you were always crushing on rather than the hardworking, handsome man you fell in love with. But you suppose, with him, it’s always going to be the little things that you love most of all. The morning kisses. Cooking each other favorites. Holding each other tight and never letting go. It’s always going to be the little things. “Dinner will be done before you know it.”
  And because it’s the little things- you don’t even grumble or complain when Dick starts making a fuss about you putting him out. You just call him sweaty and tell him he smells like whatever lake he’s been poking around in. But you do it all with a laugh in and a smile, even long after he’s disappeared down the hall and out of your view. Because not every day is promised in his line of work. Not every night he’s gonna come home early and ruin his own surprise. 
  So that’s why everything has got to be seen as special. So, so special. After all, you still have him. And he still has you. And you’d like to think that’s something worth fighting crime for. Something worth coming home to. Something worth staying alive for.
  Something worth it- for both him and you.
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floorpillow · 3 months
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After I finished the ace attorney trilogy, a friend told me to read A Brief for the Defense. Here are some funny bits I enjoyed
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