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one step at a time by OuterWilde (foreveraugust)
Fandoms: 逆転裁判 | Gyakuten Saiban | Ace Attorney
08 Sep 2020
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Phoenix harbours no illusions that getting his badge back is going to be an easy task, even if the hardest part of clearing his name is technically over. He's fully aware that his reinstatement is going to be a bit more complicated than just passing the bar and is going to be more of a case of:
Step 1: Save money to retake bar exam
Step 2: Study frantically to pass said bar exam
Step 3: Pass bar exam
Step 4: Hope and pray that he'll somehow be able to still pull in clients after his reputation got burned to the ground
Step 5: Haircut
Step 6: New suit
Step 7: Finally, finally confess his passionate love for Edgeworth that has been eating him up inside for the past 25 years
Step 8: ???? Lawyer???Thankfully he has a pretty solid support network of people willing to help him out. And if Edgeworth has anything to say about it, they'll probably be able to cut out a few of those steps along the way.
Which is why Phoenix promises himself one thing. If he passes the bar again, he is absolutely going to kiss the Chief Prosecutor square on the lips. Whatever happens after that, they'll just have to wait and see.
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20 Oct 2026
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It's the 18th Century and Charles Francis Xavier, eldest son of the seventh governor of the colony Westchester, kin of old-world kings, captain of the vessel Mystique, has been found guilty for the crimes of theft, kidnapping, and piracy, and has been sentenced to hang by the neck until dead. His loyal crew have other plans.
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- Part 2 of Pirate AU
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11 Oct 2026
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Surviving meant explaining. Surviving meant sitting here and defending his pain to the very people who had built it into him.
And God, he hated them for it. He hated himself for still breathing.
He hated the bullet that missed the right spot and kept him alive.What the hell am I supposed to say? That I tried to die because Dad is cruel? Because you’re useless? Because I feel like a splinter under my own skin every second of the day?
His pulse throbbed under the gauze, sharp, insistent.
Do I tell you I never fit here, that I thought maybe I’d fit somewhere else, in the afterlife, if there even is one? Do I say it was because I like a boy? Because wanting him, hiding it, watching myself from a distance every day until I couldn’t breathe anymore…it killed me before the bullet did?
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24 Sep 2026