kabru, after trying for months to get laios' attention, finally successfully sleeps with the underemployed cashier at his local 24/7 convenience store. they pass out in laios' bed and shes sleeping like a rock bc they hooked up immediately after her twelve hour shift, but kabru wakes in the night. his stomach is growling... he hadnt eaten that day. did he eat yesterday?
he feels terrible about waking laios so he elects to just raid the kitchenette as quietly as possible in the complete darkness. he shuffles around by the dim light of his phone screen until he finds the familiar shape of cup noodles and the electric kettle on the counter.
he opens the lid as the water boils. it smells.... sweet? whatever, its probably fine. he just needs to eat something so he can try and get back to sleep. he waits impatiently as it cooks, and the sweet smell only grows more pronounced--it smells like hot cocoa. was this not cup noodles? was it like, some kind of brownie cup? he hadnt been able to see the label on it very well, so hed just assumed...
he sticks his chop sticks into the cup, and its definitely noodles. does he have covid? is his sense of smell just fucked? if he does, he supposes theres little he can do now until he can get a test in the morning, and he really should eat something either way
he takes his first bite. his nose hadnt lied--the noodles are smores flavored. he has just slept with a woman who buys smores flavored noodles. and now he has to eat them
worst of all ... its really not that bad
i headcanon that gabe and emilie would want to create a sentibaby that's a mix of their own DNA--which, why can't they do that? Dusuu's got to use some sort of genetic material
but what if they wanted to test the possible combinations of their DNA before deciding on their perfect designer baby? what if you're adrien agreste model 1.0? it's a little weird when you come into the world, fully grown, and the first thing you're asked to do is turn around slowly on the spot. there's some lady in a mask and a peacock dress, smiling as you stand there, awaiting judgement. her counterpart, standing behind her, seems uncertain. but you don't think much of that. there's no time to think much of that--not when all of a sudden you're sitting at a desk, with pages of equations written on them. problems you're meant to solve.
somehow, you know you've learned this math somewhere--even if you don't remember when or how. but they keep watching you--scrutinizing every line of your pencil. you finally dare to ask them about it--because it's weird, right? and god, if they could just leave you alone for ten minutes, you could probably finish this easily. but your examiners' lips turn down at your outburst. and you're snapped away before you even manage to look back down at the page
what if you're adrien agreste model 13.6, and everything you do elicits little whoops of joy from the peacock lady? in your several hours of existence, you've spoken five different languages and carried out a slew of endurance, agility, and cognitive tests. and most importantly--although you don't know why your examiners seem to praise you for this--you never talked back once
the peacock lady claps her hands together, and even the man behind her--who you've come to realize isn't nearly as easy to crack--can't seem to stop smiling. and you don't understand why something about that fills you with dread, but it does. it's a sort of all-consuming, impossible to shake dread. but you smile through it anyways
you don't know that once you disappear, a smaller version of you will come forth into the world. or that, years later, you'll feel that same sort of sick feeling in your gut
you're adrien agreste model 13.7, and you don't know there's anything weird about the way you came into this world. you don't realize your mother sometimes misses 6.8's dimples, or that your father often wishes they'd gone with 11.2--who would have had a real head for business
and you never do figure out why something always feels just a little bit wrong
rewatching hq
🔸 Hospital visit
🔸 Part 9-14
Sorry guys for not posting here I always forget that, but I hope you enjoy this lil comic!
the most underrated dungeon meshi panel imo. he wants to beat his ass so bad
post canon labru is so fucking peak are you kidding me. the king of melini and his most trusted advisor. his right hand man. whispering in his ear. a regal wolf and the little raven perched beside him. sneaking around the castle at night. HAND KISSING. oh my god. kabru needs to take his king's hand in his and kiss it while looking up at him through his eyelashes.
the king of melini, the devourer of all things horrible, wrapped around kabru's finger. like. this guy ate a demon and hes just like. a big dog around him. like its sick. sole survivor of his hometown and now he's got a king warming his bed at night. scratching under his chin and calling him a good boy right after a meeting.
im just. so in awe. kabru looked at laios and went "im going to whisper in his ear if its the last thing i do" and by god he did it.
how to (not) court a defense lawyer
from one of the tweets in this post by @kilometresrufflefuck that I just HAD to draw because it got stuck in my brain :) when the Dark Age of the Law is over, the defence and prosecution are supposedly meant to be working together to find the truth, right? so why can't Pheonix "phone a friend (husband)" mid trial if he gets stuck???
I love you "secretly mean to everyone" Phoenix
I love you "team dad sunshine in a bottle" Phoenix
I love you pan Miles
I love you ace/demi/gray Miles
I love you gay Phoenix
I love you bi Phoenix
I love you sexually experienced Miles
I love you touch starved Miles
I love you "head over heels for Dollie and wanting to try it out officially with Iris" Phoenix
I love you "I was just trying out being with a girl when I dated Dollie and it didn't work out" Phoenix
I love you "I'm still experiencing trauma from my childhood and my father's death twenty years later" Miles
I love you "the past is the past and I've got therapy and I'm happy" Miles
I love you "Dollie severely traumatized me" Phoenix
I love you "Dollie was just a bad ex and I'm fine" Phoenix
I love you "we've been dating since the first game" Wrightworth
I love you "it's post-Spirts of Justice and we still haven't got together" Wrightworth
I love you "I sent letters to Miles from the moment he left for Germany" Phoenix
I love you "I had no idea where Miles was and couldn't send him letters while he was in Germany" Phoenix
I love you "actually living with von Karma wasn't so bad he mostly took good care of me" Miles
I love you "von Karma was some flavor and some degree of abusive" Miles
I love you "I knew Miles wasn't dead and I was just pissed that he left so abruptly" Phoenix
I love you "I thought that suicide note was real and I'm pissed you fooled me into thinking you were dead" Phoenix
I love you "My note was obviously just about going to find myself and I'm not sorry" Miles
I love you "My note was serious but something changed my mind" Miles
I love you "I was aware I've loved you since I was nine" Phoenix
I love you "I just am now figuring out that maybe going to law school to save a guy I knew for half a year wasn't platonic and I'm in my thirties" Phoenix
There are so many absolutely fantastic variables to tell this story with and I love them all.
I love you, Ace Attorney fandom, for providing me with so many lovely stories with which to wile away my time, probably more than I should be wiling it away.
Falin considering her home to be wherever Laios is
(a sequel of sorts to this post)