InfernalPact



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    It's so surreal, being attended to by Miles Edgeworth. Just when I start to believe he’s totally ambivalent to my existence, he goes and pulls a stunt like this. Do I finally have a shot at starting to get close with him? Can I take that as a given now that he’s rushed to my side from countries away like this? Will he pull back into the shade of retreat if, later on, I call him or ask him to lunch like I keep wishing I had the courage to?
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    He is… he is… someone I would never forget if he went missing from my life. And yet, he is also someone with whom I struggle to converse. Even after the reformation of my credo, he is someone who still visits unease and uncertainty upon me. He is someone I’m not even entirely sure will welcome me seeing him in such a vulnerable state, as much as I believe it to be in his best interests to do so.
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    A two-sided rendition of The Hospital Scene ft. abundant tenderness and shuddering uncertainty.

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    09 Nov 2025

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    “D’you want a coaster?” Phoenix eyes the glass, wet with condensation, apprehensively. “I’m not sure how marble coffee tables work but you probably don’t wanna stai – mmph!“

    Phoenix never does find out if marble coffee tables stain because Edgeworth is now kissing him very hard and very desperately and suddenly things like staining stupidly expensive coffee tables don’t seem to matter that much.
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    nrmt fwb fic in which instead of talking through whatever is happening between them, Phoenix and Edgeworth fuck. Takes place from the end of Turnabout Goodbyes through the second game.

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    18 Oct 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 19

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    Miles is attracted to Wright, yes; it's a horrible but undeniable truth. Surely, though, there's a way to manage this? A way to be around him without immediately ending up with no pants on?
    Well, if there is, he hasn't figured it out yet.

    Miles gets trapped at his office door by Wright, which quickly leads into time-pressure sex. Miles POV, complete with edible-looking Phoenix and constant self-recrimination.

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    Eventually he's considering an escape through the nearest window, because after five minutes, six, seven interminable sixty-second-long minutes of discussion of their current cases, of office gossip, of the weather for God's sake, Wright still won't go away.

    Miles could shout at him, perhaps? Or say something incredibly rude and cutting. Which wouldn't be difficult, given Wright's general… Wright-ness. His tie isn't tied properly, for one. And his suit needs a cleaning. His shoes are scuffed. His satchel's half-buckled. His eyebrows… the less said, the better.

    And yet, and yet… The needle's in the yellow zone. Constantly. And it's vibrating.

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    15 Oct 2025

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    "What about my bike?"
    Edgeworth raises his eyebrows. "Your bike…?" He shrugs. "I don't think I can bring that along."
    Phoenix looks again at that incredibly stupid, extremely sexy red sports car. There's nowhere in there for a bike. There's barely room for people. That means tomorrow he'll have to cab it back in. That costs money. Now he's trying to do mental math with Edgeworth looking at him, and he's not even in a courtroom. Argh, my life.
    "Perhaps you could take a taxi home instead," suggests Edgeworth pseudo-helpfully. "I'm sure a taxi could take your bike."
    Argh again. More mental math: bike home in suit and therefore not only soak suit but sweat in suit, necessitating either overnight dry cleaning fee or smelling up the entire courtroom tomorrow, versus cab fee from courthouse to his house now (not cheap), versus—
    Versus how many chances he gets to ride in red sports cars. Even if they do belong to insufferable assholes.
    "Okay."
    Edgeworth tilts his head. "Okay what?"
    "Okay. I'd like a ride."

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    15 Oct 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 37

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    Phoenix is pulling an all-nighter at Wright & Co, desperately trying to get his shit together for tomorrow's case. He really, really does not need Edgeworth showing up, especially to yell at him, especially to act really weird - hey, wait a minute--

    Miles Edgeworth works something out. Phoenix Wright has no idea what the fuck is going on.

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    "Listen to me, Wright," Edgeworth snaps, voice low now, and steps way too close to him. "If anyone gets to tell me how to behave, it certainly isn't you. Honestly - you? You can't control your hair. You can't control a witness. You can't control a courtroom. You may as well add me to the long list of things you can't control." Inches away now, practically snarling: the Demon Prosecutor, large as life, and intimidating as hell.
    Except… Phoenix isn't intimidated.
    In fact, Phoenix suddenly has a weird hunch.

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    15 Oct 2025