#arghhhhhh

in the end, Chase got to run one last time. and, i think, for a moment there—a split-screen that you can catch if you pause it at the right moment—he's happy. he got to be a superhero just one more time, saving the girl he hated from the beginning because he knew Robert would be devastated if anything happened.

let's not forget to mention that Chase was on the team with Astral and Shroud when they were heroes—and that means he's probably seen Robert grow up. probably seen him grow from a boy—hiding behind his father and staring up at all of them with wide eyes; to a teenager—cocky at worst, snarky at best, prancing around headquarters and poking at the suits; to a man—a man who tried his best, who's still trying his best, who's trying to carry his father's legacy in a suit that's ten sizes too big.

the way Chase must've done it for him, even though (probably, if you ask him) he'd deny it 'till his grave. probably just say something along the lines of nah, it's 'cuz i wanted to run again. not 'cuz of your idiot ass—falling for girls with ADHD and no fucking self-control. and they'd probably laugh, Robert might've looked at him and wondered who Chase was before all of this, and everything would've been fine.

and fuck if that's not the most bittersweet thing.

and i bet. i bet that this is what pushes invisigal to see what being a hero can mean. she gets to see what it means putting others before yourself—even if you know you're going to die. even if you know there's no reward at the end, no paycheck, no gratification—nothing. just the simple fact that Chase saved her, even when he didn't have to. even when the last conversation they had was him accusing her of being a villain—of not being capable of change.

and maybe, maybe somewhere in that run, carrying invisigal out of that building with poison spluttering out of her lungs, Chase sees what she's trying to do. and maybe, just maybe, he forgives her.

the way Chase must've felt, seeing that look of shock and panic on Robert's face as he bolted out the door one last time? the kid he might have felt like he let down, far more times than one?

do you think the coma was running through Chase's mind? how he kept thinking he could've done something so Astral's kid wouldn't've ended up in that state? how he could've done something to stop Shroud before everything went to shit? how he should've foreseen Elliot going rogue and stopped it before Robert could grow up without a father.

how, in Chase's mind, this could be the one last thing he could to make sure he didn't let down this kid again?

i wonder, that quick sneak to look at Beef—knowing he probably wouldn't feed him treats, knowing Robert was going to look at the unfinished bag of treats and never open it again.

i wonder, as he ran through the alleys of the city he fought so hard to protect, catching glimpses of his life as a hero in the lamp-lit streets—fleeting moments that might've felt insignificant (saving a cat, maybe, stopping a small robbery, helping a kid find his mom)—maybe even the big ones. maybe walking Robert through these streets when Astral was out.

Astral. How proud he'd be of Robert.

Would he see Astral when this was all over?

Chase feeling the wind through his hair, the blur of the lights around him, a feeling of freedom blossoming in his chest as all other thoughts fell away—falling back into that old, rusty routine.

In and out, Chase. God, he could almost hear Elliot's voice, clear as day before he ever wore that voice modulator. Don't do any of your fancy shit.

Astral's laugh through the earbud. Nah, leave the fancy shit to me.

Chase, running, and running, and saving—knowing who he is and what he wants and that even after all this time—even after playing it safe, keeping it on the down-low—this is what he was meant to do.

it's just a shame, he thinks, as he looks out at the city lights and thinks of another little kid who's probably up in those windows, wanting to play hero, that I won't get to see you win, kid.

I close my eyes and nahyuta ace attorney is standing there I cant free my brain from him. I keep doodling him everywhere.

guys im fucking crying he looks sk majestic here LIKE OH MY GODDDDDDDD PLEASEEEEE I MISS HIM SO BAD BABY COME BACK TO ME 😭😭😭😭😭

Misfu Anon please reveal yourself, TYSM!!🥺🥺🥺💗💗💗

Wow, a pretty good piece of art coming from me, I'm proud of it. Mista's face turned out really cute, I love seeing him embarrassed, while Fugo is just teasing him🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧