Phoenix Wright Kink Meme [Part Nine]
PHOENIX WRIGHT KINK MEME!
ANONYMOUSLY post a pairing and a kink. This meme is open to ALL pairings and ALL kinks. Yaoi, Yuri and het is welcome here. Fluffy kinks, gory kinks, gross kinks what have you. It's all welcome here. It. Doesn't. Matter. Just post it, Anons!
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ANONYMOUSLY post a pairing and a kink. This meme is open to ALL pairings and ALL kinks. Yaoi, Yuri and het is welcome here. Fluffy kinks, gory kinks, gross kinks what have you. It's all welcome here. It. Doesn't. Matter. Just post it, Anons!
After that, your request will be filled out by ANONYMOUSIf you make a request, ( Read more... )
This is the story I cannot write. Please... I wish you to do this.
Mia Fey and Diego Armando look much older than they claim to be... It's because they are.
Twelve years older, in fact.
They met as teens, became friends and soon a couple. They experimented together with their newfound sexuality, never realizing that this, their greatest mistake, would someday change countless lives.
As adults they worked together as defense attorneys, resuming their relationship as if that single night of passion they had shared never happened.
Their love never died, even when Diego was poisoned. Even when Mia passed away.Present time, three years since Mia's death, Diego returned to the world as Godot bearing a heart full of anger. He blamed Phoenix Wright for the death of his loved one, blamed him for not being there to protect her from the blow that took her life and forced Godot to wake up alone ( ... )
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How sad! Poor Mia, poor Phoenix! Diego, even! T~T
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Be sure to link to the new thread~
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http://teagueful.livejournal.com/40135.html?thread=13377479#t13377479
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After the fourth cup of coffee to the head, Phoenix probably should have called it a day; it was only the first part of his client’s trial and it would be easy to buy a third day, if need be, but goddamn it, there was an old record down here that would help his case, and he knew it! So, instead of going home and finding an ice pack like any sane human being, he was lurking in the courtroom library, looking for material he hadn’t seen since his college days. It just figured that this would be an evening case, too; it left little time to immediately follow up on leads, and meant that there was a feeling of impending doom (read: closing) when it came to the library.
Oh, and then there was Maya.
“Niiiiick, this is boring! Are we done yet?” The young woman whined, ( ... )
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Godot froze, shocked for several different reasons. One, of course, was the fact that somebody knew his real name and had the nerve to call him by it… but that detail, and all of the others, paled in comparison to the source of the painfully familiar voice.
He half turned and, at the sight of the feminine figure, narrowed his eyes behind his visor. It wasn’t really her, he knew that, but the voice had been enough to make him pause. As he returned to the pitiful display before him, he heard long strides from the other side of the room, and found himself forcefully spun around to face the illusion.
“Diego,” Not-Mia hissed, eyes narrowed furiously, “You have to stop. Phoenix didn’t do anything to deserve this.”
Godot snorted and made a move to tear his arm out of her surprisingly strong grip, “You’re not real-how would you know what Trite doesn’t deserve?”
“He’s engaged to the real top prosecutor in the country; no matter how good you used to be at defending, you won’t get away with a crime you actually committed.” It was ( ... )
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Mia bit her lip as she took in his injuries: most of the blood was coming from his nose, which had probably been broken, and he already had the beginnings of a black eye. The only other thing that she could say for certain, just by looking the lawyer over, was that his arm was definitely broken. She had to turn away when she caught sight of the red smear on her-Maya’s-robes, and it occurred to her that it was her son’s blood spattered ( ... )
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There was a stony silence from the defense attorney-turned-prosecutor, and Mia felt her shoulders sag; there was no way she could force Diego to understand her plight. He probably didn’t even want to understand-it was hard to read his expression, with that visor hiding half of his face.
With a mental apology to Maya, Mia hugged the injured young man closer to herself and made one last plea, “If you’re still angry, take it out on me and leave Phoenix out of it. He didn’t do anything wrong that really mattered.”
“He let you die!” Diego roared, apparently forgetting that he didn’t believe in all of that ‘channeling hocus-pocus’, “Being your son-in theory-only makes that crime worse ( ... )
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Originally, he’d come down to remind Mr. Wright that, if he didn’t leave the library on his own free will, he was going to get kicked out in a couple of minutes; on his way down, though, he’d heard a shout-shouting, actually, now that he thought back on it-and had assumed that it was just the defense attorney getting himself into trouble again. Well…it was, in a way, but not the trouble he’d imagined ( ... )
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Oh dear. *feels sorry for whoever have to tell Edgeworth*
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