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can u do kristoph gavin for the requests mayhaps,,,,thank you ^^
why ues i can...
Probably one of the last drawings I have ever drew bc I lost my motivation to draw and now my finger and my arm hurts. Pretty sure I will get back to drawing when I get my motivation back.
And yes am i finger artist
Spoilers for Ace Attorney Justice for all
Do you think Phoenix found out about Jove Justice when he searched for Trucy's relatives after disbarment ?
Do you think he recognized Apollo the second he saw him, with Trucy's face and a Gramarye heirloom on his wrist ?
Did Kristoph knew about Apollo ? Was it part of the reason he recruited him ?
Requested?: No
Prompt: “I can’t believe I fell in love with you!”
Timing: Between Dual Destinies and Spirit of Justice (Cause I need Apollo in it.)
Type of oneshot: Angst/Fluff
Reader's Age: 18
Reader's Occupation: Defence Attorney
Reader's Relations: Sister to the WrightWorth kiddos (ie you are one too)
Warnings: None
Other notes: I should be writing actual AA oneshots, but I love my little kiddos so much and I want to use them.
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“Hold it! It seems the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Your Honour, the piece of evidence the defence has just presented is forged.”
I blinked, trying to calm my heart rate, I knew exactly what had happened to Dad when Aria’s father had brought up the fact that a piece of evidence he’d presented was forged, and it led to seven years of him not setting foot in a courtroom. That’s when I felt a hand on my shoulder, “(Y/n)?”
“J-Just leave me alone. I’m not going to fight it, Ally. I can’t prove it wasn’t,” I replied, trying to contain my tears as I removed my badge from my lapel, placing it on the bench in front of me before running out of the courtroom, hearing Ally chasing behind me, “(Y/n), wait!” I just ignored her, running back to the agency and curling up in a ball on one of the sofas.
“(Y/n)? (Y/n), what happened? Tell me.”
I just sobbed and clung onto my father as she ran over, giving me a hug, “Come on.”
“I-I don’t want to talk about it right now.”
“That’s alright, (Y/n). I’ll be here for you when you do want to explain.”
I took a deep breath and tried to calm my breathing, leaning on him, as I soon found myself falling asleep.
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I woke up later to voices, “What the HELL did you do?!”
“I-I..”
“You have no explanation, do you?! You’re a terrible friend, Aria!”
“I know, but please, let me apologise!”
“No,” I muttered, opening my eyes and sitting up, now realising that Trucy’s cape had been placed on top of me as a blanket, “You don’t deserve to be forgiven. I don’t care if you want to apologise, it WON’T GET ME MY BADGE BACK!” I shouted, the tears coming back to my eyes again, “I CAN’T BELIEVE I EVER FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU!” I slapped a hand across my mouth the minute I’d said the statement, and ran out of the Agency, leaving Aria and Luke shocked.
I didn’t know how long I had been running for, but I found myself by Gourd Lake. At least I knew where I was if anyone called me to ask where I’d gone. I just sat down by a tree and sighed, reprimanding myself for letting myself confess to Aria when I was supposed to be mad at her.
“(Y/n)? (Y/n) is that you?”
I looked up at the familiar voice and saw Gigi standing there, a pen in her hand. I just wiped my tears, “Oh. Hi. Yeah, I just needed some fresh air and my legs led me here. What brings you here?”
“Investigating a case. Bluford’s been assaulted and is now in the hospital, the rest of the team thinks he won’t make it, but the doctors are still hoping he will. He’s been smacked on the head by a blunt object, judging from the injury he had, and Caisie’s been accused of doing it. What’s worse is that there are witnesses! Oops… I shouldn’t be telling you all this, you might end up defending her.”
“Just stop. I’m just going to come out and say it, I lost my badge, so it doesn’t matter, Gi, I can’t defend her anyway, but I don’t really want to go into detail.”
“Oh my science, that’s not good. If you need someone to talk to, I’m here!”
“Thanks.”
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“Wait… then who got (Y/n)? Everyone else got a gift… On no, did your name get lost in my hat?” Ally muttered, taking her hat off her head and tapping the top of it, trying to see if there was anything stuck inside.
“I’m sure that’s not the case, Ally. In fact, I do actually know where your Secret Santa is, (Y/n).”
“It’s fine. I don’t need anything anyway. Unless you’ve managed to get my badge back, Dad.”
Before he could reply, a knock was heard at the door to the agency. Dad smiled and walked over, opening the door. I couldn’t tell who it was unless I felt a tap on my shoulder, “(Y/n)?”
I tried to contain my anger at the blonde as I looked up at Aria, “What?”
“Sorry I’m late, it took longer than I expected to get your gift.”
I blinked a few times in confusion before she handed me a small box. I took in hesitantly, seeing a smile on her face. I returned my attention to the box and opened it up, gasping as I saw the small golden circular badge inside, “I-Is this a joke?” I asked, looking Aria in the eye as she chuckled, “It’s serious. I’m sorry for causing you to lose your badge, (Y/n),” she spoke, taking it out of the box, “May I?” I nodded and she came closer, pinning it back to my lapel, “That’s where it belongs, not sitting on the defence bench where you left it.”
“H-how did you get it back for me though? It must have been incredibly hard seeing as by taking it off myself and walking out of the courtroom, I was basically admitting that I knew it was forged.”
“Well, I did have a bit of help,” she replied, smiling up at Dad, causing me to smile in return as I hugged her, “Best Christmas gift ever!”
“Does this mean I’m forgiven?”
“I’m still mad at you for getting my badge taken away from me in the first place, but you got it back for me, so yes.”
“That makes me happy to hear. Now, about your confession…” Instead of finishing her sentence, she took my cheek in her hand and kissed me. My eyes went wide and I blinked, but wrapped my arms around her in response.
“Correction to my earlier statement; That was the best Christmas present ever.”
“Glad you think so, (Y/n). Glad you think so.”
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Hehe…
Requested?: No
Prompt: None/a fanart i found on Pinterest (https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/758575131012464441/)
Timing: Between Dual Destinies and Spirit of Justice
Type of oneshot: Fluff
Reader's Age: 24
Reader's Occupation: Defence Attorney
Reader's Relations: Apollo’s girlfriend
Warnings: Talk of Trans things, small mention of sexual content, but it’s like one line, so I don’t think it counts as a lime.
Other notes: DO NOT WRITE ANYTHING HOMOPHOBIC IN THE COMMENTS. IF YOU DON’T LIKE, DON’T FUCKING READ. This was an idea that stemmed from a Pinterest post I found. I did not come up with this idea the idea of Trans! Apollo i mean, the oneshot idea is mine. Also, the reader is bisexual in this.
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Walking back from the courthouse to the small flat I shared with Apollo was a pleasant journey. It was a lovely day, which brightened my mood, and I’d just managed to get a ‘Not Guilty’ verdict. Due to it already being past 4 o’clock when the trial ended, Mr Wright said I could just go home, rather than return to the agency, although I did have to drop past anyway to pick up a couple of things for Apollo as he’d been given the day off due to just having finished a stressful case.
As I took my shoes off, the flat was almost silent, something that was out of the ordinary as usual, Apollo would have been rushing around doing random things, wanting to clean the flat til it was spotless. Instead, I found all the shoes, some of which included his slippers, my slippers, his work shoes, and both our trainers, lying all around the floor. That’s when I heard soft crying, which confused me, Apollo wasn’t one to cry. I followed the sound to the bedroom to see him curled up on our bed, crying, trying to be quiet.
“Polly? What happened?” I asked, closing the door behind me, despite knowing that there was no one else there.
He looked up at me and I saw just how tear-stained his cheeks were, which broke my heart. I walked over and sat down next to where his head was, pulling it onto my lap and stroking his hair, “Polly, tell me what’s wrong.”
I felt his body wrack with another sob and he shook his head, “No, you’re going to hate me.”
“Apollo, I could never hate you. I’m your girlfriend, I love you so much.”
He froze up at that reply, confusing me, “D-do you still love me? Is it that you want to break up with me and you just don’t know how to tell me?”
“No! (Y/n), I love you so much. I-It’s just I’ve realised I’m not comfortable with myself.”
“Whatever do you mean, Polly? You’re not overweight or anything like that, what are you talking about? You’re my perfect little boyfriend.”
“That’s the thing, (Y/n),” he responded, sitting up and facing me, “I don’t want to be your boyfriend anymore.”
That was a stab in my heart, “So you do want to break up?” I asked, feeling tears running down my face, “You just told me you didn’t and that you loved me, Apollo.” Again, he froze up at my statement.
“I don’t mean it like that, (Y/n)... I mean… I don’t know how to say this…I guess the easiest way would just be to say; I’dlikeyoutorefertomeas’Polly’fromnowoneanduse’she/her’pronouns!”
I blinked a few times before smiling, “Of course, I can do that, Polly. You are the best girlfriend ever.” Polly smiled in response and hugged me, “No, you are, (Y/n). I love you.”
“I do think what you mean though, Polly, is, are you Trans? Like you feel like you don’t want to be a boy any more?”
She nodded and snuggled into me, “Y-yeah, that’s a good way of putting it.”
I just pulled her closer and squeezed, “I will help you through this. If you want to go through with any surgery, I will support you through the whole thing, Polly. I love you.”
“Y-you don’t care? Aren’t you straight though?”
I giggled and leaned over, kissing her, “Polly. I love you. What your choose to identify as, girl, boy, vampire, unicorn, I don’t care. I will always love you, even if it means I’m bisexual now. I don’t care about what gender you identify as, I love you for you, and you having the courage to tell me all this, shows me you trust me, and it makes me fall in love with you even more. I will be here for you throughout the whole process. D-do you want to go through with the surgery?” Polly nodded hesitantly and I smiled, “Okay. That’s fine with me, Polly. Now, let me enjoy this dick of yours while you still have it.”
Her face turned bright red and I giggled, kissing her before moving down and unbuckling her belt…
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The next day I woke up earlier than Polly, writing her a note to say I’d gone to work early, wanting to complete some paperwork, although, my real reasoning was to see if anyone had arrived to let them know in advance of Apollo’s change in name and pronouns as she’d given me permission to let Mr Wright, Trucy and Athena know if they asked, or wanted to know. When I arrived at the Agency, Athena was already there, sitting on the sofa, her face dug into, what I guessed was a case file.
“Hey, Athena.”
She looked up and smiled, “Morning, (Y/n)! Where’s Apollo?”
I took a deep breath, “Athena, please can you make sure to refer to Apollo as ‘Polly’ from now on? And if you’re not using names, then use she/her pronouns?”
“Why?”
“Please, just do it for me? I’ll tell you why at a later point, I’m asking you because you want to make Polly feel comfortable right?” Athena nodded and I continued, “Well, it would be really nice if you could do that. It would make her really happy to know that you’re okay with it. Please don’t tell Mr Wright this because I know what’s going to happen when he finds out, but Polly wants to go through with the surgery to turn her into a girl, or well, as much as they can. I can already tell it’s going to be expensive, and I already know how much Mr Wright is going to want to help, but he’s got Trucy to look after and the agency bills to pay, so I’d rather not have him know about the surgery bit until it’s done and all paid for, can your promise that?”
Athena nodded, “Yes ma’am!”
“Thank you, it’ll make Polly really happy if you can do that for her, and if you can, whichever of us sees Mr Wright and/or Trucy first, just to let them know about the first bit of what I told you.”
“Okay!”
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“Polly, calm down. It’s okay.”
“It’s just that, after I do this, the word is going to get out during the next trial I’m in and then I’m scared that it’s going to impact the agency’s business..”
“Why would it do that? It’s your personal choice, Polly. No one else should care what gender you identify as or what your name is. After this, if you do, and it’s a very big if, you get any hateful things said to you, then you come and tell me, and I’ll go make them regret it, okay?” Polly smiled and hugged me, just as her name was called up… We both stood up and followed the young woman into the small room, as she closed the door.
“So, you want to change your gender, correct?”
Polly nodded, “Yes.”
“Very well. If you’ll excuse me for a few minutes, I’ll go and get the forms.”
She stood up and left the room, leaving me and Polly alone. I grasped her hand and pecked her forehead, “It’ll be fine, Polly.” The woman came back in a few minutes later, holding a few sheets of part in her hands, “So, what I need from you is a few signatures, where the ‘x’s are, then you’ll be good to go. Once the surgery is completed, we’ll take a picture and send you new copies of any legal documents that have your name and/or picture on.” Polly smiled and took the papers from her, taking a pen from her pocket and signing when the woman had marked.
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A few days later, I was sitting on one of the sofas in the agency, the one without Trucy’s magic things on, with Polly’s head on my shoulder, her asleep, the two of us taking a few hours to relax after the case we’d finished, me being Polly’s co-counsel for the trial, her being a bit stressed during the trial as the judge kept asking if ‘Mr Justice’s twin sister was supposed to be leading the case’, as the original file that stated the defence, prosecution, victim, defendant and so on, had been updated to fit with Polly’s change of pronouns, causing her a great deal of embarrassment, thankfully I’d been there and, to put a long story short, I told the judge to mind his own business.
It was at the point when I’d been having a conversation with Trucy about her upcoming show, that there was a knock on the door. Mr Wright stood up and opened it, “Edgeworth? What are you doing here?”
“I came because I heard about Justice’s realisation, Wright.”
This woke Polly up and she lifted her head from my shoulder, “What do you mean, Mr Edgeworth?”
“I mean, I was informed that you wish to undergo some surgery to change your body. I came to offer my help in paying for it.” Polly’s eyes widened and she was speechless for a few moments, before regaining her speech, “Mr Edgeworth, are you sure? It’s really expensive and you really don’t have to.”
“I’m sure. It may not look like it, but I am a supporter of the LGBT+ community, and I understand that you don’t get many cases so, it’s my understanding that it would take you a long time to get enough money to pay for it.”
I saw the smile on Polly’s face increase, “If you really want to help, then, at least let me pay for some of it. I would feel bad that you’re paying for something that doesn’t concern you.”
“Very well. If you would allow me to pay for half of it if you wish.”
“Thank you,” Polly replied. I smiled too and placed a hand on her shoulder, “See, I told you that you had friends to support you, Polly.”
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I think I’m going to end this here before I get carried away….
personally not a fan of blackpollo but it's my friends comfort ship and for friend I do (they demanded and I'm actually at a gun point help)
but I'm proud of this tbh waaaa
nobody
absolutely no one asked for this
but I drew Klapollo sleeping scug screen because I can and I did
this exact piece is the reason why I put clothes on some of my scugs cause I can't even recognize who they are supposed to be myself jdjdndjddn
wet rats
I'm going to post more sketches and let people know about my strawpage over here too!!
(Sketches are from when there was nothing to do at work and I only got my sticky notes)
AND STRAWPAGE!!
Also, if you blast the sketch with the UV light...
Really reinvigorated my workspace
Apollo jewstice is genius I fear. Reblogged.
what if i made apollo justice jewish. What if i made thalassa gramarye jewish. this is for an animation idea i have. trust me.
what if i made apollo justice jewish. What if i made thalassa gramarye jewish. this is for an animation idea i have. trust me.
A scene from @bullywug ‘s fic Turnabout Dungeons and Dragons. This pairing is incredibly comical to me
various attorneys (attorneies? attournies?) guess who's my favourite impossible challenge
oh also new tablet! pen pressure is wonderful
This came out better than I expected ngl
At least I tried
In this AU, Athena is Phoenix's secretary. She loves solving crimes and she is a big fan of detective stories. She is a good friend of Trucy and always want to help her and Apollo.
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This illustration is part of my <<Crime detectives 1950's AU>>
Title: Polly and Trucy meet with their new papa
In the style of "Max et Lili" (a French series of books depicting the life and vicissitudes of two siblings by author Dominique de Saint Mars), I decided to make it Ace Attorney style.
[Spoilers for Ace Attorney: Apollo Justice]
I love Apollo and Trucy's dynamic in the game. In my AU, they work together in Apollo's agency. Trucy helps her brother during his investigations. Nonetheless, as Gramarye, Trucy and Apollo perform in cabarets as magicians. They're famous, perhaps more so than for their detective's work.
They were brought up together by their mother, Thalassa Gramarye. The three of them were living happily, until their mother mysteriously disappeared. They were adopted by a kind man named Phoenix Wright. Apollo kept his father's name (Justice) while Trucy took Phoenix's surname. They grew up surrounded by investigations and mysterious cases. Apollo never accepted that his mother disappeared and decided to become a private detective to investigate on his mother's disappearance. All they have left from Thalassa, are her two bracelets, one for each of them. They soon discover that the bracelets have peculiar powers.
They have a cat named Francis. Francis loves to take part into the investigations and is a very talented magician assistant. [Francis is an orignal character created by me]
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This illustration is part of my <<Crime detectives 1950's AU>>
Apollo : "Tout va bien !!"
Phoenix's stickers sheets: Frenchie Phoenix - Sticker Sheets
I made some more but this time with Apollo Justice! Again, if you want me to translate don't hesitate to ask me in the comment! <3
Next, I have to do Maya! Also, Klavier >o<
You can imagine that the little cat is Klavier's :) I'm sure Klavier is a cat boy! In my headcanon he has a lot of cat and always stop to pet one when he encounters one in the street. I can picture him singing to his cats and they listen to him near the fireplace. I'm talking about Klavier while this post is supposed to be about Polly... Anyway, see ya next time!
Here you have all my illustrations for my Detectives 1950's AU. Apollo is a private detective and Klavier is a police commissioner. They sometimes work together on cases and they're secretly (not so 'secretly' for Klavier) in love with each other. My AU is set in France in the 1950's. I'm very much into drawing clothes from that period.
Here you have Apollo Justice in his Detective outfits.
Then, you have Klavier Gavin in his police commissioner outfit. I like to imagine that he is playing both guitar and saxophone in this AU. Also, in the French version of the game, Klavier is called Konrad. My theory is that they changed the name because it was too close to the French word “clavier” which means “keyboard”.
Krisnix Week
but I’m catching up .
krisnix week; days 1&2.
— trust vs betrayal + cuffs &. chains. “i’m in your hands..”
“but, wright, your ‘friendship’ toward me was never pure.” - shoutout to krisnix.
they call phoenix wright the “fumbler” - if she were in front of me, i’d take my chance.
i’ve been practicing my shading. 🏳️⚧️ drawing kris is always super fun.