I just found your blog, and I can't tell you how much I'm in love with it. The Ace Attorney series really deserves some good lovin'. Out of curiosity, have you seen Dai Gyakuten Saiban/ The Great Ace Attorney? I've been watching the subs on youtube, and I absolutely adore the characters.
thank you so much! this must have been years ago, sorry for answering so late. just realized i can't find any dgs asks, so if anyone wants they're open! (didn't know asks were closed either oops)
but to answer, yes! i've watched them years ago, i know the general story of the second one, but am playing myself currently
feel free to send in any asks! i'll be answering klimt ones once i finish the second game, i'll keep you guys updated but i'm currently on the soseki case in the first
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i have discovered the hard way that dgs 2 isnât subbed fully yet so uh...iâll be taking stuff from dgs 1 in the meantime and check the inbox now if thereâs anything o7
oh hello, iâm almost done w dgs 1 and will start dgs 2 this week. i am a bit burnt out on main series aa (and there is a backlog of asks i must go through anyways) but if you would like to request for dgs, feel free! i put characters in the tag below that iâm familiar with thus far! i wonât be checking inbox from when i post this until dgs 2 is completed, however, for accidental spoilerâs sake
if i feel smth is a spoiler, i will tag it as dgs spoiler! i havenât been on tumblr in a while but i hear there is a filter now?
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Could I request Shi-Long Lang with his s/o going trick or treating? (Or his s/o trying to convince him to go trick or treating-)
âOh come on! Itâll be fun!â You claimed as you adjusted the hem of your Halloween costume.Â
âI am not that opposed to collecting candy. What I am opposed to is as follows: 1) trick or treating is, as I understand, meant for pups. Itâs not meant for full grown alphas. 2) I refuse to be seen in public in this. I know you said it suits me, but I feel stupid. And 3) I refuse to let you be seen like that in public.â
âI know the hem is short, but if I want to wear a kinky red riding hood costume, then I will. Itâll either give people a laugh or sexual thoughts,â you said with a laugh.Â
âWell itâs the sexual desires part Iâm more concerned about,â Lang said as he moved to wrap his arms around your waist from behind. You could see his shadow on the wall nearest to you and you chuckled at the pointy wolf ears prominent in the dark shape.
âYouâre my partner, my mate,â Lang said as he nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck, âI donât feel comfortable sharing you.â
âThatâs why I want you to come! No one will even think twice if they see that Iâm already with the alpha of the pack,â you said with a warm smile. Lang sighed and nodded before kissing your cheek.
âAlright, Iâll goâŚbut I still donât want to wear this ridiculous costume!âÂ
âAw câmon! Red Riding Hood needs a big bad wolf!â
How about the females being asked on a date for the first time?
Sorry theyâre so short!
Maya: She stared at you with a knowing grin on her face as you fumbled to get out the words youâd been meaning to say.Â
âIâm going to cut you off and say yes. Dinner would be nice,â She said.
âHow did you know I was going to ask you to dinner?â You asked in amazement; you knew she was a spirit medium, but you were pretty sure she wasnât psychic.Â
âItâs a secret,â she said with a wink before adding, âBy the way, burgers are my favorite. So if you want your chances of a second date to be increased, I recommend a good burger joint. Itâs the true way to my heart.âÂ
Ema:Â âRun that by me one more time,â Ema said as she fiddled with glasses on her head.
âI want to take you outâŚon a date,â You said, starting to feel nervous.Â
âOkay. Yeah sure. Um, wow.â Emaâs cheeks got a little pink as she nodded her approval. You grinned at the response, relieved that some of your feelings seemed to be reciprocated.Â
Athena: Athena had been able to read the positive energy, as well as the nerves, rolling off of you.
âYou okay?â she asked as you took a deep breath and stood directly in front of her.
âWould you like to go see a movie later?â
âSure!â
âAs in see it on a, well, a date?â Athenaâs eyes widened in mild surprise. So thatâs what the nerves she had heard were about. She smiled as she put her hands on her hips and looked up at you.
âOf course! Itâd be nice!â she said after a moment. You grinned happily as she wrote down her address so youâd be able to pick her up later.Â
Miles: So today is not the best day to ask you for a spot of tea. Miles being Miles, doesnât realize that he indeed does have feelings for you, and the relief that comes with him being your companion for Valentineâs Day, rather than some other man. However, Miles being Miles, is way overly flustered at being addressed as a couple, far more than you are. He sputters and turns scarlet at a drop of a hat, and while you know heâs a little shy when it comes to these matters, you canât help but feel heâs overreacting and feel a little offended.
âOh come now, would I be so horrible to date?â You cross your arms and glare at the tea before you, the last dregs of the leaves staring back at you pitifully.
Miles: So today is not the best day to ask you for a spot of tea. Miles being Miles, doesnât realize that he indeed does have feelings for you, and the relief that comes with him being your companion for Valentineâs Day, rather than some other man. However, Miles being Miles, is way overly flustered at being addressed as a couple, far more than you are. He sputters and turns scarlet at a drop of a hat, and while you know heâs a little shy when it comes to these matters, you canât help but feel heâs overreacting and feel a little offended.
âOh come now, would I be so horrible to date?â You cross your arms and glare at the tea before you, the last dregs of the leaves staring back at you pitifully.
âN-not at all--I mean--nghooooohâŚ.â Heâs clearly struggling to form coherent words. Miles Edgeworth, logical man with nary a grammar flaw in his dialogue in court, now a fumbling mess all over the slightest hint of romance.
âThen? Stop freaking out when people think weâre a couple.â
âDoes it not bother you then?â
âNo? Why would it? Itâs you after allâŚâ Realizing your words carry a heavier weight that belie your nonchalant manner, itâs your turn to get all frazzled--which just ends up leading to his belief that yes, it does bother you, and the poor sod spends the rest of the date determined as much as possible, to not be your boyfriend.
Phoenix: Any chance heâd have at getting you as a valentine goes down the drain when you find a very familiar old sweater. âWhat...on earth is this?â Itâs very worn and frayed, itâs a bubblegum pink with a garish red heart in the center
âOoh, an ex-girlfriend? Spill the details!â You lean on to his desk and put your hands on your chin, a little jealous, but mostly curious to see what girl had won the heart of the Phoenix Wright.
Phoenix smiles with tinge of nostalgia, and a strong dose of bitterness. A touchy subject--you donât know why you brought it up. Clearly this must be more than just a âlost touchâ kinda breakup--thereâs more to this story than meets the eye.
Yet instead of stopping him, you hang on to his every word.
âShe hated me so much she sent her twin sister on dates with me, used me, and then framed me for murder. I think that should just about explain why weâre no longer together.â He fakes a cheerful laugh, but the way his jaw is set speaks otherwise.
âIâm sorry Nick, for bringing it up--really, I should have just let it go.â You rub his jaw a little until it relaxes, and he gives a more genuine smile this time.
âReally, itâs all in the past. Who doesnât get a little bitter over crazy exes, am I right? Now, Iâm more interested in your colorful pastâŚâ
âNah, I think your âcolorfulâ past beats mine,â you hold up his sweater, to his shame, and laugh at him. âTell you what Nick, for Valentineâs Day, Iâll get you something much cuter than this. Just treat me to noodles afterwards.â
âItâs a da--,â he hesitates, then clears his throat, his shoulder shifting into more of a confident pose. âItâs a date.â
Klavier: Valentine's Day--the perfect day to swoop you up, or so he thinks. You must feel vulnerable, helpless, and in want of an amazing man such as himself. Smugly, he visits you during your lunch break, his handsome frame leaning against the door and looking, well, very handsome.
âFraulein, you must be free tonight, ja?â Heâs already assumed yes, and has the perfect plan to take you around the city and woo you so much that youâll be more than ready to take him as your boyfriend.
You crush his spirit in a matter of moments.
âSorry, Iâve got plans with Apollo! Weâre taking his kitty to the vet--poor thing has the flu,â you explain with a morose expression, and considering how his face falls you assume that heâs also feeling pity for the cat. Of course, pity is definitely not the emotion he has right now for the ill kitten. âBut, if you want we can shop for candy together tomorrow! The best part of Valentineâs Day is the day after right? When itâs all on saleâŚâ Klavier loses you to a daydream for a few minutes, until you remember the time and dart past him.
âBut I hope you have a good one, Klav!â You wave cheerily and go on your way to meet with damned Herr Forehead.
What was going to be a lovely date is now nothing...thanks to that damn red lawyer, and his cat.
May he step on a lego, Klavier thinks bitterly, as he goes to at least get you some chocolate thatâs better than the stuff on sale. (Little does he know that you absolutely despise âfancyâ chocolates).
Kristoph: Valentineâs day, the two of you banter and argue back and forth about the merits of the holiday, and about love itself too. You enjoy a simple dinner at an overly fancy restaurant (youâre blessed with the fact that he has a black card), and watch the couples around you showing off how much theyâre into each other. While you feel out of place, he looks as comfortable as ever.
He thinks that this holiday is just here to make sure couples have an excuse to be romantic together, a commercial holiday thatâll ensure that couples buy each other presents to be rewarded with sex at the end of the night. You think that yeah, thereâs a lot of money-making business going on, but itâs just being happy with the person you love.
âLove,â he says, after much deliberation. âI donât believe in love. Itâs an idealistic concept. I believe in relationships, and sexual attraction (he says it so casually you canât help but blush) and practicality. Love is just a convenient part to human survival--a facade, if you will.
The way he says that leaves a strange, and sad feeling in you--and a sense of determination too, to prove him wrong. âWell, Iâll show you that it exists then.â
âAnd how do you plan to do that?â
âI--I donât know yet, but I'll figure it out!â Hell, youâll make him fall in love with someone if it has to be you! W-wait no...thatâs a tall order...and you donât like him that way after all...well in any case, youâll find someone suitable for oh-so-choosy Kristoph.
Apollo: You and he are both on a mission, this Valentines day. All over town there are little events and contests for couples. You and Apollo are both struggling, and would kill for some freebies--so you decide to become a âfakeâ couple (the fake part dampening the poor guyâs spirits just a smidge, but hey, he gets to spend the day with you).
With your competitive spirit, and his determination for free things, the two of you score a lot together. Free phones, food vouchers of all kinds, coupleâs massage vouchers (that you wonât discuss at the moment), and even some free pens.
At the end of it all the two of you are exhausted, sweating, and even cut up and bruised from some of the more rougher contests.
âItâs over, huhâŚâ he slumps into the sofa at the Agency, and you jump in right beside him. He eyes your pile of treasure with a grin, but he sounds a little put out too.
âWell...we have tomorrow...for the sale, remember?â
Apollo perks up so much, youâd think the two of you werenât trekking together all day as a pair of vultures. âYeah! Gotta stock up the pantry--for the late nights. And stuff.â He tones own his excitement a little, and ruffles your hair. âCanât wait.â
âYeah...meâŚtoo...â you snuggle under his red jacket (the one he never wears) and slowly drift to sleep. Apollo tries to rouse you awake so you can get to a proper bed, but he just falls asleep too. The two of you end up sleeping off your exhaustion completely, snug together and sleeping in the whole day as you miss the entirety of the candy sales. When you wake up, cuddled together, neither of you feel much regret about it.
Simon: Getting him to even acknowledge the holiday is a feat in and of itself. Heâs so condescending, that you want to just shove a gavel up his rear end. While you look murderous, he makes dinner plans for the two of you...nothing special, heâs just feeling peckish.
Itâs merely in jest at the end--for the most part. Knowing how envious you are of all the happy couples around you, he takes you for an evening of soba, sake, and a whole lot of manju buns. âThanks for the treat, Simon,â you hiccup when itâs time for the bill.
âTreat,â he laughs heartily, slapping the table and rattling the glasses.
âSimon donât be stingy,â you whine, the alcohol bringing out your more babyish side. You tug on his shirt sleeve in hopes the man will show a big heart on this wonderful, pure, majestic holiday and treat you to--
âYes, weâll split the check,â he says to the waiter with a cold heart, and not even a cruel glance to spare your way.
You start to berate him for being such a miser, but your drunk ass canât keep up the tirade for long...because you fall asleep right into his lap. He sighs and grumbles, calling you a freeloader as he covers both checks (an amount he can afford very comfortably) and picks you up to carry over his shoulder.
âYou burden,â he whispers into your ear, as he walks you home, and earns odd stares the way there. A very tall man, a drunk you tossed on his shoulder, and a bird hovering overhead. âBut I suppose itâs not a bad way to spend the day--odd holidays or otherwise.â Musing to himself, he pries you off once heâs at your address, and leaves a bill on your door (that youâre most conveniently going to lose).
Nahyuta: He wants to know exactly what relevance this holiday has in your culture.
âSo, it is for couples only?â he scratches his chin and looks disappointed, as though his status as a single man is hindering his efforts to engage in your Japanifornian culture.
âNo, not at all! Friends enjoy celebrating it together too--â You quickly rush him past a lingerie store with a Valentineâs special going on, as it doesnât do much to help your case. âThey just donât advertise that part so much, thatâs all.â Heâs peering into more couple displays and you have to push into his back to barrel him forwards (a little difficult, considering how tall he is).
âItâs hard to understand--what appeal does this have to friends? Why do you exchange chocolates and stuffed toys when you donât have romantic feelings for one another...is there such an obligation to please one another even when youâre not together?â
âBecause youâre friends--look here, I wanted to wait till later, but I guess this might help you understand?â You rummage through your bag and pull out a little bag of home made chocolate out. âI wanted to make this for you, because youâre my friend.â Â You hand it to him with a bright smile. âGo on, try one!â
Heâs a little startled, but then has a gentle smile on his face as he opens the bag. âYou neednât go through the trouble--ah, how tasty. Wonât you try one too?â He pops a chocolate in your mouth just as you try to say no and--dear god, thereâs way too much salt in this. How is he enjoying it? Or pretending to, at least. âI think I understand what you mean butâŚâ
âBut itâs still not enough huh? I think Iâve got an idea--â
In the end, you decide to act like a couple anyway, just so heâll get the âfull experience.â Thatâs what you tell yourself anyway, as you snuggle into his arm and go about the rest of your Valentineâs Day outing.
I'm in the mood to feel the feels. What if Trucy, Athena, Rayfa, Maya, Pearl and Franziska were to find out that their S/O was murdered? Oh, and make the prompts gender neutral, if you don't mind. Baddabing, badaboom.
Ooh yes! Time to suffer~~ (Also, I havenât finished AA6 yet, so Rayfa is based on what Iâve seen of her so far).
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Trucy: You were on your way to Trucyâs house when it happened. Your car had broken down and your cell phone had no battery power. In the alley nearby you saw something you shouldnât have and as a witness, you were disposed of. Trucy didnât find out until a story about you being found murdered popped up on the news. She was horrified and heart-broken as the two of you had just started developing feelings for one another. You had been hoping to ask her to junior prom, assuming Mr. Wright liked you, but luck wasnât on your side. Trucy attended your funeral, trying to keep her tears held back as to cry would be to break the Gramarye motto. But as they lowered your coffin into the ground, she couldnât hold them back anymore.
Athena: Athena stares at your lifeless form, tears flooding her vision. She had just returned from a visit to Khur'ain to see Apollo and had jumped at the chance to work on a case so soon upon her return. She hadnât expected your name to pop up as the victim. Phoenix had a hand on her shoulder, a comforting gesture that Athena was thankful for. He didnât need Athenaâs super hearing to know how distraught his employee was. As Athena kept staring, willing you to wake and for this all to have been a bad joke, she silently vowed that she would do everything she could to find the truth and bring you justice.
Rayfa: Having been treated like royalty her whole life, Rayfa had never expected to fall for someone so average.It certainly wasnât love at first sight when she met you; if anything she found you to be obnoxious...yet charming. For months you slowly bonded and you had made it clear that you had feelings for her that went beyond those of friendship. She had been shocked and unsure of how to respond. Though, as she prepared herself both mentally and physically to summon your soul in a seance dance, she couldnât help but think how she wish she could have told you she felt the same. Her tears for you were always in private, but she mourned with all her heart.Â
Maya: The first thing she did was blame herself. Everyone she loved was murdered. She should have known that getting close to you would somehow ruin you. The second thing she did was cry. She contemplated, in a moment of grief, channeling your spirit, if only to feel your presence once more. In the end she decided against it. She knew from her experiences that it was best to leave some things alone. Picking at a wound would mean it would never heal. She never truly gets over you and itâs months before she manages to not cry at just the thought of you. But as time passes she heals, and you smile from the afterlife.Â
Pearl: Pearl had lived a sheltered life and because of that, it was was challenging for her to meet new people. Dating proved to be a challenge as well, but with you it had been so easy. It was nice to have someone her age to spend time with and to go out with. You never made her feel out of place and you had always praised some of her oddities. So when she lost you, she felt disjointed. She cried, of course, having lost the first person she had loved, You were both so young, she knew that, but she had begun to wonder what a future with you would have been like. Though none of that mattered. She considered asking Maya to channel your spirit so she could communicate with you, but she knew that in the end it would do more harm than good. Instead, she settled on visiting your grave once every other week to say hello.
Franziska: Franziska aimed for perfection in all things, including personal relationships. After a couple of years of dating the prosecutor, you and Franziska had begun to talk about weddings, families...Franziska envisioned the perfect life you would share together, but losing you was never part of that vision. She stared at your body, cold and still, as officers scurried about the crime scene. Rain cascaded from above, drenching your clothes and causing the blood pouring from your body to flood the area, Franziskaâs eyes narrowed, her tears mixing with the drops on her face. She would find whoever did this and she would see that they receive every hellish torment they deserved. As the officers asked if she was all right, she brushed them off and swore to bring justice to your name.
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Hey everyone! Mod Trucy here! Just wanted to make a quick post saying that I'm still here and I'll be getting to your lady focused imagines soon. I've just been swarmed with finals, work, and getting new childcare for my son. After the holidays I'll hopefully have more free time to write for you all again :)
Imagine the prosecutors having to ask their defense rival for help in wooing the reader.
SUCH A CUTE PROMPT OMGÂ
Miles: âYou know,â Phoenix says, as he pours a cup of coffee for his old friend. âI never thought this day would come. You? Romance?â
âShut it, Wright,â Miles says. âAnd ahm, thank you,â he sets the coffee aside without taking a sip. Itâs instantâŚgood grief, when would he use the coffee machine he gifted the office a while back. Beverage woes aside, he has bigger troubles brewing in his mind. âDo you have anything to offer?â
âJust be frank. âI want to take you out on a date.â Is that so hard to do?â
âYes,â Miles replies, a rather desperate tone in his voice. âAs you saidâŚcould you imagine me doing such a thing?â
âI canât. But you gotta, if you really care about them. I canât do it for you.â
âNo?â
âNo.â
âNick, donât be mean. Look, just ask _____ to hang out with all of us, and then weâll give you two lovebirds the slip andââ
âMaya, must you interfere? The poor manâs not got a love life as it is andââ
Miles ignores Phoenix, and cranes his head to address a burger-munchung Maya. âWill it work?â
She nods vigorously. âHave I ever let you down?â
Miles looks at her, to Phoenix, to his cold cup of coffee and then back at Phoenix.
Perhaps he will need a shot of this so called âcoffeeâ after all.
Klavier: Apollo stares at him blankly. âYou want help. From me?â
Klavier looks up at the ceiling. âHaha, ja, I need help. Very funny. If I didnât need your help, do you think I would let you laugh at me?â While normally a bit more mild-mannered, the issue that he called help for was starting to drain on his nerves.
âSo I can laugh at you?â
âIâll allow a few chuckles at my expense.â
âBut seriously. Youâd flirt with a rock. Why do you need my help?â
âBecause apparently ____âs more interested in someone like you, than in me.â
Apollo puffs at that, and had a rather red look on his self-satisfied face. âReally? Maybe I shouldââ
âI wouldnât dream of it. Now seriously. What did you do? Youâre never interested in this kind of thing. But stillâŚâ
âMaybe itâs cause you already look like youâre doing it with your guitaââ
Apollo narrowly avoids being whacked with a pillow. Why did Klavier even have cushions in his office anyways? Fop.
âWill you help me or not?â
Apollo warily backs away a few paces. âAs long as you donât throw any more crap. AnywaysâŚhave you considered just toning down the flirting?â
âHuh?â
âJust act like a normal guy, and not some weirdo that just wants to get laid.â
Klavier is very troubled by this. Was that how he came off as? He was imitating the poetic style his brother had butâŚthen again, maybe that was the issue. Well, if he has to be the down-to-earth guy Apollo was like, he will do it. Somehow.
Simon: Athena has quite the look of smugness on her face. She extends her arms before her and cracks her knuckles. âSo you need my help, do you, Simon?â
âYou seem to be interested in these frivolous things. Will you help me or not?â
âThereâs a nice way to say things,â she says, while examining her fingers.
âPlease?â
âThatâs more like it!â She claps him on the back with enough force to make even a man like him flinch. âNow!â She pulls out a roll of paper from seemingly nowhere and rolls it out on his desk. âWeâll start with plan a!â
âHow many plans do you have on this thing?â With a cursory glance, he sees the page is filled from margin to margin, in rather small writing. What ideas are evenâflirt, flirt more, flirt like there is no tomorrowâlessons with Prosecutor Gavin on flirting at 2âdid she?
âWait. Have you told anyone else about this arrangement?â
âBut of course! Itâs you after all, Iâll need all the help I can get! Weâre all rooting for you! ______ too!â
His eyes widen, and heâs very close to pulling Athena by the collar. â_____ is rooting for me?â
âWell yeah Iâoh.â
âOh, indeed,â he growls. Looks like sheâs done his job for himâhe has quite the trial ahead of him. âAlso, Athena youâre fired.â
Her heart sinks and she pouts immediately. âBut the plansââ
âRejected. Clearly since youâve revealed my feelings on my behalf, I have no need of your assistance. Miss Cykes, next time consider your client more in your excitement to interfere.â
Simon charges down the hallway amongst titters and jeers, leaving behind a very pouty Athena and an entire office cheering for his romance to begin.
ah, i think it may be pointless right now...mm i think after the whole christmas/wintery season is over, i could do some then
for the halloween ones in the inbox rn iâm going to try to combine them all into one post~ and then work on winter scenes in december (and go through other ones this month)
Attending a Halloween party with the AA men and going as those couple costumes? Hihi :)
Hi <3
With every new game the list grows OTL
Miles: He secretly wants to go as the Steel Samurai and the Pink PrincessâŚknowing that heâll never be able to live it down, the two of you settle to go as a pair of royalsâeven so, you promise him that once you get home, youâll dress up in whatever he wants, and no one will ever know. Youâve even bought the costumes alreadyâheâs amazed at the dedication you put in, and as long as itâs just this once...
Simon: He staunchly refused every single suggestionâuntil you brought up the one he couldnât refuse. A pair of samurais. Although he claims to not trivialized the honored professionâhe canât turn down the chance. That, and he gets to show off some of his real swords at the party, keeping many of the party goers at bay from annoying him or you at all.
Phoenix: Heâs convinced to dress up as a wizard, to go along with your ensemble. Although for his, you add a full length beard for kicks. His jokes quickly die out though, once the Judge looks unimpressed. He sticks close to you after thatâwhile it is amusing, you complain that this beard stops you from kissing himâŚit ends up in the punch bowl after that.
Klavier: He dresses up as a copâŚwith the last few buttons unbuttoned as usual, to show off his navel area. But to see him in that hat, with a pair of handcuffs seductively hanging out of his pocketâyou almost start to lament that heâs pursued being a lawyer-cross-rockstar instead. But as you ogle him, heâs impressed by you even moreâŚthe two of you donât remain at the party for long.
Kristoph: Heâs not very interested in this, but he supposes he can humor you. You wrangle him into a vampire costume somehow, complete with fangs and all. You make a comment that this fits him a little too well, and you regret it so. He slips his glasses into his pocket, and flashes you a look. You step backwards, not saying anythingâuntil he uses his fangs to lightly drag over your neck. âThen perhaps, I shall act like a monster
Nahyuta: He has quite a bit of fun choosing costumes with youâperhaps even more than you. He is not deterred from wanting to beâwellâitâs not the most flattering pick and youâre aghast that this is even stocked in the store. Heâs so excited that you donât have the heart to say no to him, as painful as this might be.
Werewolves. A pair of werewolves, and nothing that you can even remedy. Itâs a pair of ghastly masks, with fur falling out all over, and tails that are starting to shove up yourâwell.
In any case, his excitement over trying this out is so much that itâs worth it in the end.
Apollo: You pick out a devil and angel pair to dress up in and he groans. âLet me guessâIâm the devil, arenât I?â
âYou got that right,â you grin at him. âCome on, put it on!â
He does it while grumbling, insisting that this is discrimination, just because he wears red to work it does not mean thatâyou push him into the outfit before he gets to finish his complaint.
He stops talking to you for a good while. He gets many teases at the party, but admittedly, he does look good in it. And you, he admits, look so gorgeous in yours that he canât help but forgive you for your little prank.
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Could you do the prosecutors reactions to their s/o wearing a super sexy costume (only if they are open and if you want)
Miles: He takes one look at you, turns around, peeks at you again, and his head whips determinedly toward the ground.
You stifle a giggle at his expense. âWell, how does it look?â
He struggles for several long moments to get any sounds out. After a mixture of choked noises, and his skin changing several tones, he eventually manages to look back at you. âVeryâŚs-s-sââ the noises start back up again and you fear for his well being. You step toward him to rest your hands on his shoulders, and he turns even redder. Before you can interrupt him, he says what heâs been struggling with for so long. âSexy.â
And now itâs your turn to endure the trials of being overcome with emotions too complicated to articulate.
Klavier: Even the silver tongued prosecutor has some issues speaking. He looks away a little shyly for some moments, before he gathers his wits. With a cocked smile, he wraps his arms around your waist and leans in his face to the crook of your shoulder.
âYouâre showing a lot of skin, nein?â his breath tickles your skin, and you can feel it grow warmer from where his lips are. He steals a few kisses, until you feel a sharp pinch, and realize that heâs left a little hickey there. âI love you so, but remember, even I can get a little jealous.â He winks at you, and yet, that possessive hold around your waist remains soâŚ.
Simon: His eyes rake all over you, up and down, and back up again. He keeps a stoic face, and you know that heâs doing it just to mess with you. Well you wonât give in!
Thirty seconds laterâŚ
âSimon!! How do I look?â
He smirks, knowing just how easily you give up to his teasing. âHow do you look?â He takes long strides towards you, and you instinctively step backwards. He has that look in his eyes, and in a few quick moments he has you pinned against the wall. He doesnât need to cage you with his arms. Just his chest and the fire in his eyes is enough. âIt makes me want toâŚravish you right here, right now. Must we observe such a trite holiday? The only benefit of it is before meâŚâ His tongue flits over his lower lip and a shiver crawls down your spine.
âSi-SimonâŚthe partyâŚâ
âCan we not begin early?â His tongue drags down your neck, towards your collarbones, and youâre unable to argue any furtherâitâs still fashionable to be late, right?"
Nahyuta: It is a great struggle, to know what is going on through this manâs mind. He inspects you thoroughly, and rather than him blushing, it is you that begins to turn pink. You awkwardly smooth back your hair and turn to face him once more, and you bring your arms over your chest. âItâs not polite to stareâŚâ
He steps forward and starts to rub some material between his forefinger and thumb. âIs this customary, in your country?â
Huh?
âIâve been told that you are supposed to dress in something dissimilar to your typical wear butâŚthis is more suited for what we do at night thanââ
You quickly put your hands over his mouth to stop him right there. âI get it! Yes itâsâkind ofâletâs just go.â You drag him out the door, barely managing to stop him from discussing your ânight activities.'