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Rules for requesting

Currently, the character limit is 5 characters per request (mainly so I don’t try to overwork myself, etc etc.)

Please specify if you would like scenarios, headcanons, etc.

Also specify the gender if you would like - if you don’t, then I’ll just make your request gender neutral.

I will write some yandere content, but only per request. I’m not entirely sure if I’m comfortable with writing such content yet :,)

Try to be specific as possible when requesting - you don’t have to be overly specific (you can if you want) but at least lay out the bare bones :,)

The games I have played include:

The Ace Attorney Trilogy

Ace Attorney Investigations

DGS 1 and 2

(yeah i know i haven’t played a lot, so not that many yet)

I haven’t played Apollo Justice and onwards but I can try to write requests for the characters in the game - just don’t expect them to be great because I dont know the characters that well lol :,D

What I will NOT write

NSFW content

Pregnancy related requests - it just makes me uncomfortable,

Incest/Pedophilia etc etc. No but why would you—

The only characters that I really refuse to write are probably just. Manfred von Karma (von karma noooooo) and a few select others that I don’t really expect anyone to request haha.

Masterlist

Herlock is obviously concerned about you — he cares about your health and how it’s affecting you! He wants to help you in the best way he can.

Using his amazing deductive abilities, he deduces that the source of your problems — your sleep schedule…?

He’ll try to encourage you to sleep earlier. If you have trouble falling asleep, he’ll do the best he can to serve you! Need a hot drink (like hot chocolate or hot milk)? He’ll make something right away! Want to cuddle before bed… or cuddle til you’re asleep? No problem, he likes to hold you anyway!

He may or may not tease you ever so slightly on your zoning out, but if that makes you uncomfortable or hurts your feelings in any form, he will stop immediately.

Whenever you do zone out, he’ll try to get you back alert. If he can’t, he’ll move you away from danger, if zoning out brings you in any danger in the first place. He’s aware of the surroundings, mainly out of concern for you.

Sometimes you find yourself wearing a hat or an odd accessory when you’re aware of your surroundings (etc) again. Then, he appears, stating that “We’re matching.” with the goofiest grin, and another matching accessory. You don’t know where or how he keeps finding so many matching items.

If people are being a little… improper to you, due to your zoning out or sleep deprivation, he will defend you. He gets unnaturally serious for a moment, becuase he genuinely thinks that your zoning out shouldn’t impact others opinions on you, as a person. You’re just as amazing as the others — just a little tired.

When Phoenix hears from you that you’re having a bad day, he immediately notifies Miles and they both decide to form a plan to make your day better for you.

Miles decides to come home early to help Phoenix conduct a comforting evening for you, so that you’d feel better.

Phoenix comes up with the great idea of cooking your favourite meal, but…

“Phoenix, you can’t cook.” Miles interrupts his train of thought, “The last time you tried—”

“Alright! I get it, I get it!” His face transforms into a slight pout. Miles has a small, fond smile while thinking about the disasterous memory, watching as Phoenix places a finger on his chin, thinking, “Wait… you can cook, can’t you?”

“I only know the basics.” He explains, sighing.

“Miles…”

He manages to convince Miles to help him cook your favourite meal, and somehow they both make a surprisingly decent looking dish.

When you finally arrive home from whatever was holding you up, you’re greeted by both Miles and Phoenix.

Initially, Phoenix hugs you, and Miles follows suit, awkwardly wrapping his arms around the both of you. You can immediately tell that they’ve definitely prepared something — especially with Phoenix’s goofy grin.

“I’ve prepared things for a satisfying evening,” Miles greets you, a soft smile on his face.

“You mean we’ve prepared stuff, together,” Phoenix almost deadpans at his words, but doesn’t say anything else.

The interactions between the two has already made you feel a little better; they both don’t comment on how drained you appear to be, or anything terrible that has happened to you. It feels like another normal night, save for the preparations Miles has claimed he has made along with Phoenix.

“Yes… semantics,” Miles responds, ignoring Phoenix’s stare, “Anyway, we’ve both cooked something for you.”

“A-And,” Phoenix promptly interjects, stopping Miles from revealing the ‘surprise’ (even though you had already seen it) too early, “I’ll run a hot bath for you — they’re always nice, right? A long soak to release the tension of those limbs… or something.”

“Oh! Thank you, you really didn’t have to,” You smile despite the heavy feelings that clouds your mind from the tiring day you had.

“No, you only deserve it, you’ve been through quite a lot today, right? They deserve it, don’t they, Miles?”

“Only the best for you,” He agrees, nodding promptly at Phoenix’s words. “Anyway, I’ll make a hot drink for you. Tea? Coffee? Hot chocolate? Just tell me what you would like, alright?”

After eating along with the two, with reassuring words combined with casual conversation, you’re seated onto the couch with Phoenix wrapping his arms around you, Miles huddled against your side — a little like a Wrightworth sandwich. (lol) You have your hot drink in hand, and you try to be careful not to spill it — the warmth from the drink and your two boyfriends is comforting.

Eventually, you decide to scrap the bath idea and just cuddle togetther on the couch, maybe watch something.

At first, Phoenix suggests picking a random TV show to help distract you from todays woes. Miles also suggests something, The Steel Samurai — “But only because the visuals are entertaining, a-and I’m sure (S/O) l-likes the show.” — so you settle on that, it has been a ‘fan favourite’ among you three.

Phoenix, out of concern, will ask you if you’d like to talk about your day to the two of them — getting things off your chest is a good thing, and he encourages that, but he reassures you that you don’t have to if you’re not comfortable with speaking about it.

Miles will listen to you intently if you do rant, and give the best advice he can, if there is any need for advice. If not, he tries to comfort you through words, though he is unsure how to put things into words. You can tell he cares, though.

Halfway through watching the whole of the Steel Samurai, you fall asleep, along with Phoenix. Surprisingly (or not so surprisingly), Miles is still awake, and he goes to grab a blanket to place upon the both of you, and then joins you to sleep, with the TV still whirring in the background.

“So I summise that the correct answer to my findings, the bullet holes, the ballistic markings, each clearly counted which if you times the numbers, it should lead to a correct answer of 2.568. This points the conclusion that he is guilty, and I am not. Now, I demand a verdict—”

“Objection!” You yelled, standing up from your seat and pointing your finger at von Karma. Finally, you thought, a crack in his perfect composure. “You’re wrong. You claimed that 2.568 is the answer to your basic mathmatics, however, the correct answer is 1.348, making it impossible— the timings and ballistics are wrong all because of you, von Karma.”

“W-What? Preposterous, what would and insignificant child know about guns and numbers?” von Karma had quickly gained his composure, but you could see him trembling. Besides, did he seriously call you a child? Perhaps his perfect facade was breaking.

Edgeworth gave you an uneasy glance from his seat, though you ignored him, continuing to pursue defeating Von Karma, “With all due respect, Von Karma, I’m a mathematician — someone who works with numbers. I know my stuff, and you don’t.”

“P-Pah! Judge! This insignificant fool is interrupting the trial, have them removed.”

The Judge shook his head (to your surprise — you thought Von Karma would have a freater influence on him), “I cannot do that, Mr. von Karma, since the mathematician raises a fair point.”

“Y-Yes!” Phoenix jumped to grab this moment, giving you a smile as a sign of thanks for your findings, to which you smiled back at, “(Name) is right! Not that I would know much about maths, but they’re a professional!”

“I’ve run many calculations to double check my findings, I have the proof here,” You brought up a sheet of paper with an array of numbers scribbled upon it, “So I’m confident that my answer is correct, therefore proving the innocence of Edgeworth! Besides, I had a few suspicions about the bullets in this case…”

“I… This isn’t…” von Karma stuttered, eyes widened with horror as he clutched his shoulder.

“Therefore, von Karma, this is the final piece of evidence that PROVES you are guilty! Thanks to the other bullet, and the photograph, we have now found the truth!” You yelled, pointing at him dramatically once more.

von Karma let out an ear piercing scream, one that had lasted for a few moments, before admitting to his guilt. You had finally gotten him, you thought, releasing the tension you had in the form of a sigh.

You weren’t paying much attention to the rest of the trial, exhausted and ecstatic that you had proved Edgeworth’s innocence. However, you paid enough attention to hear the “Not Guilty” verdict and the hitting of a gavel to signify the end of the trial.

You were standing around in the defendant’s lobby, waiting to thank Phoenix for his work and to find Edgeworth. You hadn’t expected him to come up to you, you were a little surprised that he noticed you first, and not the other way round.

“(Name)… I’m indebted to you. If you hadn’t proved von Karma’s findings wrong, I would not have found the truth.” He spoke, bowing his head (you weren’t sure if it was in shame or something else), “I… I’m unsure how to phrase this.”

“No, no need to thank me,” Despite not stating the explicit words ‘thank you’, you had gotten the notion that he was thanking you, “I was just pointing out the contradiction in von Karma’s statement. Besides, I knew you were truly innocent, I believed you were and I sought to prove it.”

You could barely see a faint flush on his face, though he tried to hide it by looking away from you, “I.. I… I would like show my gratitude by treating you to a meal,” He stammered, you could see his face grow a little redder, “I-It is only proper to thank you this way, correct?”

A quiet laugh escaped from your lips, and Edgeworth gave you a preposterous look, “Of course, Mr. Edgeworth, we can go out for a meal.”

“R-Right, I—”

“Hey, It’s Edgeworth! And (Name)!” Maya called, bumping into both of you, “We won the case!”

Phoenix trailed behind Maya, looking tired from how long the trial was, “Yeah, thanks to you, (Name). Honestly… who knew that von Karma wasn’t… great at math…?”

“It might be that he purposefully spoke the wrong answers to gain an advantage,” Edgeworth replied, looking away.

“I’m glad we solved the case anyhow,” You smiled, patting Edgeworth on the back. He responded by stiffening up, probably because he wasn’t used to physical contact. “Let’s celebrate sometime, this was a long case.”

“Dinner’s on me, pal!” Gumshoe burst through the defendant lobby doors, cheerfully grinning. “E-Even if my salary got cut… this is a cause for celebration. Whoooooop!”

“Hey, looks like the whole dinner thing is sorted. Since Gumshoe is paying, you don’t have to take me out somewhere!” You nudged Edgeworth, though he shook his head at you.

“N-No, I insist that I pay for a meal, b-because we… I mean, I would still feel indebted to you.” He reasoned, “But… dinner, us… a-alone.”

Oh. How surprising, you thought, you hadn’t expected him to ask you out, though you weren’t sure if it was truly him asking you out. The implication was there, however, so you decided it was probably that (though you hadn’t expected him to be bold, if you could call his stuttering bold). In a way, it was charming, though you didn’t say a thing.

“Alright, alright. But first — we gotta celebrate with the others, okay?” He nodded, still looking away from you bashfully, gripping his other arm with his hand. You held out a hand for him, which he awkwardly accepted, to lead him out of the lobby and to the others.

Maya hadn’t expected to be so stressed about confessing, but she found that just going with the flow would be the best.

It’s Phoenix who prompted her to confess — kinda. Maya was just rambling on about you, he had to give a gentle push! “You should confess to her if you really like her, I’m sure she feels the same.”

Unfortunately (or fortunately) to her surprise, you both confessed at the same time. It’s a bit reassuring and she likes to remind you of this fact occasionally — “It just means that we’re meant to be together, hehe!”

She had called you out to the agency (much to Phoenix’s chagrin) to try make the whole thing seem casual — not to say that she didn’t think of you as not special… she was just afraid you wouldn’t be surprised by her amazing revelations!

Maya is unsure how to initiate her confession first, but when you both go to speak… it comes out as a blur.

“Maya I… I think you’re neat and… wanna go get burgers or something?”

“(S/O)… hehe, you’re the coolest… Lets get burgers together sometime! But… as a date!”

It’s shocking to know that you feel the same way as her — she’s ecstatic yet flustered at the same time because she hadn’t expected you to genuinely like her back in a romantic way.

Phoenix may or may not have been secretly speculating — just out of concern for both you and Maya. But when you do eventually reveal the news (that he already knows), he’ll congratulate you both!

Eventually you settle one a date to go out and get some burgers (of course, since it’s Maya’s favourite food). Besides, you’ve been meaning to try that ridiculous ramen burger concoction at that one restaurant…