Helio's Objections

Ace Attorney blog because I feel bad for spamming my main with it even though I started as a Zelda blog. TBH I don't think this blog is that terrible but I do like talking nsfw sometimes. 18+

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My name's Helio, 24 years old. I'm a SCAD alumnus studied Sequential Art. Nonbinary, acearo-spec, neopronouns in bio. Don't feel scared about asking me how to use them.

Favorite characters: Phoenix and Pearl

Ships: Mitsunaru for the most part, but I'm also interested in Feenris, Franmaya, Franmayakay, lanamiego, Mistgreg

Super interested in the Fey-Edgeworth family theory and may write it as part of my main set of headcanons. Despite that, Irisworth and Mirisnix, as I call it, are also ships that I like to see from now and then. So consider those ships part of a different headcanon land if I ever talk about it. I'll never talk about Feyworth family and Mirisnix in the same HC land.

I've seen all of PWT, AJAA, DD, And need to return to the AAI duology

I tag characters mostly by their first names unless this blog is the OP. Cases and games are tagged (ex: #Bridge to the turnabout, #trials and tribulations)

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Guess who's back to my longfic which I totally didn't abandon in favor of writing one-shots and shorter fics. Chapter 6 is fully written out, and likely only needs one more proofread before posting. HOWEVER, I've been thinking. I want to finish Rise before I post any more chapters.

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With the blinds drawn, he couldn’t see anyone inside. But the door was unlocked. Muffled chatter could be heard on the other side. As soon as he walked in and the doorbell jangled above him, the chatter ceased. Two men stood inside. The first one he saw was dressed in an ugly goldenrod sweater and blue jeans. His annoyingly big brown eyes lit up at the sight of him. He can never escape the Butz... The second man, the one he was looking for and the owner of this building, stood with a bucket of cleaning products in hand. His usual blazer sat on the coat rack farther inside. Instead of a dress shirt he wore a powder blue turtleneck and a short red scarf.

Oh, wow.

"Edgeworth," The attorney greeted with a nod, "Can't say I expected you, either." Before anyone could get another word in, Larry flung himself onto Edgeworth. The prosecutor grunted, nearly snarled, as he pried their mutual childhood friend off of himself. Wright wasn't even fazed. He simply waited for the two to finish. "Good thing I just finished cleaning. Come in, don't just stand there! It's freezing outside!"

The prosecutor cleared his throat and closed the door behind him. Both men prompted him to keep his shoes by the door, not wanting him to track dirt on the just-mopped floor. He'd have harrumphed about this being an office, not a house, but thought better of it. "I must apologize, Wright, I was not aware it was cleaning day for you."

"It is Ōmisoka," he lawyer shrugged, "I would've locked the office, but then Larry wanted to come over. And I assumed most people around here would be busy with the same thing."

"Most folks're busy either way," Larry added. Wright walked through another door, presumably to put away the products in his hand.

“O-oh… I suppose that’s true.” This last week had been like traveling through the nine layers of hell. Time has never felt more like an illusion than now. And now it’s the end of 2016. He’s in Japanifornia, not Germany, and a large part of the population observe Ōmisoka. Anyone who didn’t would still be preparing for the new year anyway. “It’s been so long since I participated myself. I’d say I forgot it altogether, but that’s not quite true. Would you like me to come back later?”

Both of his childhood friends told him no. Wright reappeared, joking "If I didn't kick him out—" pointing to Larry, "— why would I do it to you?" Larry slapped his arm in retaliation. The attorney only smirked back.

I'm researching Ocular Albinism because while I've always made his eyes gray, I don't recall and can't find many cases of Griscelli's Syndrome type 3 affecting the eyes, only the skin and hair. And GS 3 is what I give Miles.

If I do go with OA as well, it would help explain his vision issues. It's also interesting since his eyes are canonically, unmistakably gray.

Some ideas:

Miles catches Phoenix putting their colored contacts in. Thinking they're prescription (because he doesn't remember their eye color and didn't see that they were colored), he asks Nicky about their comfort. Phoenix tells him they're okay but not for everybody, and sometimes worries about falling asleep with their contacts in. That final notion deters Miles from considering contacts.

Currently, my Miles is farsighted. His glasses are transition lenses, bifocals, with blue light protection. Maybe I'll project my own issues and give him my astigmatism. I wonder if he'd get a permanent tint or not....

It'd be interesting if Gregory had OA, too and Miles inherited it from him. But idk if I'll actually go with that. I'll have to consider my options. Miles's GS began to develop when he was an infant. His condition is already quite rare, being type 3 and not having parents who were related to each other. And Gregory didn't (?) have any recessive traits regarding albinism. It's been a minute since I researched though. ATM I give Gregory dark brown eyes.