4 Works by wintermelone
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“I spun her gold and she is waiting for me to collect what is mine.”
It feels like a sacrilege to talk about Alana while Hannibal is holding him like this, so Will disentangles just enough to look into his eyes and lay his hand on his companion’s cheek.
“Will you?”
The question has no ulterior motive, it is a debt between Hannibal and Alana, Will has nothing to do with it.
Hannibal’s face stays the same, not betraying his thoughts.
“What do you think?”
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Nimble Wings by wintermelone for NovemberMonday
Fandoms: 逆転裁判 | Gyakuten Saiban | Ace Attorney
17 Feb 2020
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“I really don’t know how to phrase this but... Am I dead?”
He gave Apollo rather impressive puppy-dog-eyes, and seemed to be really distraught by having to ask this.
Apollo cleared his throat once more, in the hope it would stall him enough time to answer the question.
He opened his mouth.
And closed it again.
The sad ghost never disappeared. Had he hit his head? Maybe he had a concussion. Was it normal to have hallucinations after having a concussion?
Should he engage in his hallucinations if he had any?
Or just ignore them?
He wasn’t sure.
Apollo opened his mouth again and decided to tell the truth, eyes hefted on the ring he had just picked up, still catching and reflecting the morning sun on his finger.
“I don’t know.” -
The Flowers He Exhaled by NovemberMonday, wintermelone
Fandoms: 逆転裁判 | Gyakuten Saiban | Ace Attorney
26 Jan 2019
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When the fit had finally stopped, the hand he had coughed in was covered in red, and for a second, he thought it was blood.
But it was even worse.
The elevator pinged when it reached his floor, but he stood still for a second.
There was no blood on his hands.
It was tiny bright red flower petals.
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Family Comes First by wintermelone for NovemberMonday
Fandoms: 逆転裁判 | Gyakuten Saiban | Ace Attorney
16 Nov 2018
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"„I am glad you came.“
His brother‘s voice seemed to ring a bell in Klaviers heart and his forced smile faltered.
He did not answer, instead he sat down opposite of Kristoph.
Kristoph‘s twin smile faltrered also and he sighed.
The tone of his voice became soft, like Klavier had heard it so often during his childhood:
„If you cannot stomach to take the last supper with your brother you shouldn‘t have come. It would have been fine.“
The worry in Kristoph‘s eyes seemed genuine and he felt like the bell would burst.
„I am fine.“"