kokoro no yoroi

Not only have I just uploaded some more fic to y-gallery, but I also made a big fancy graphic to go with it.

( lookitlookit! )

Who wants some cheezy wedding fic? that's right, you do!

ahahaha the worst of it is, I'm not even ashamed a little bit.

...there are piratey lawyerthings going on over in courtroomdance. I'm just sayin'.

I couldn't find a place that was the PW:AA fandom I wanted, so I made one.

courtroomdance

please join, and encourage others to do the same.

PHOENIX WRIGHT TAKARAZUKA DVD: GET.

:D :D :D :D :D :D


We're going to watch it again now, and take one drink whenever official PW merchandise is used as a prop. I'm pretty sure that's an Apollo Justice notepad Maya is using and I know that's the Godot mug.

Edgeworth in Paris, between games 1&2. Work-safe.

( There is nothing on earth that we share; it is either Valjean or Javert! )

Man, cutting it close, here. NaNo ran into December (I finished my 70K+ draft uh, yesterday) so I didn't get a chance to do as much Christmas fic as I would like. I also no longer have access to IJ at work, so no posty for me until I got home. But this one is for eider, who really didn't ask for anything else except for some Christmas fic with lawyers in it. So I wrote some today.

Merry christmas, baby. And to everyone else, too. Have some nog on me.

Takes place the Christmas after AJ:AA. there really aren't any spoilers, but there is a bit of the gay, of course. Work-safe! <3

( Gifts: 3754 words )

Since I had a head start on my NaNo, I thought the best way to kick off my November would be to write 7,000 words.... of Apollo Justice pr0n.

Ah, well, word count is word count, right? I feel really rusty on this, but I hope it all comes out all right. Quite frankly, I'm tired of looking at it, and I can't do any more tweaking it at work, so here you go.

Klavier/Apollo, first time around. NSFW by any means. Spoilers for the whodunnit of case 3 of Apollo Justice.

( Second Guitar )

ahahah, okay, clearly one Halloween fic is not enough for me. This one is worksafe, short, 99% spoiler free (I suppose there are spoilery hints about Edgeworth's childhood but that is all) and mostly just an excuse to shove Phoenix and Edgeworth into a doombuggy together.

Probably after the end of the fic they go around on the ride again and make out the second time. Then they all go to lunch in the castle. That's what I think anyway.

I only just dashed this out this morning, so it may be messy. Apologies to Disney Imagineering.

EDIT for a curiosity note I just found in the ride tour section of Doombuggies.com: By the way—if you were to check out some of the real books used as props from the Walt Disney World Haunted Mansion's library, you might be led to believe that a lawyer was haunting the halls. Among the titles of the law books that sits on the dusty shelves are Corpus Juris (which is translated to "The Body of Law") and Modern Legal Forms. There are also some medical books in the collection as well.

:D :D :D

Foolish Mortals
2,000 words
Worksafe
Happy Halloween (again!)

( This is a Dark Ride )

I'm having a bleak sort of afternoon, so, in an attempt to cheer myself up, I made some icons! Some christmasy, some just silly, and some making unorthodox use of the preview screencaps for Turnabout Prosecutor, or whatever the hell they're planning to call it. I've got blanks for those too, so you can pretty much make Edgeworth and Gumshoe say anything you want. I might even make some more, today, or maybe I'll write that thing I want to write about Klavier and Apollo and the end of case three. Maybe.


If you use any icons, credit would be just dandy. ♥

( 17 various ace attorney icons )

I finished it! yaay! ...Now I can start working on that Christmas fic bunny that's been gnawing my leg off all week. Honestly. It has the seasonal timing of a department store's holiday section. (October 15? ROLL OUT THOSE SANTAS.)

7,600 words, worksafe, beware spoilers! and dead things!

Takes place one year after the end of AJ:AA, the following October. Because they only offer the Bar Exam like twice a year and then you have to wait forever to get your results. :3 Not as much survival horror as I might have liked, but c'mon, guys. Survival horror for lawyers does not mean flamethrowers, it means litigation and lots of it.

And okay maybe a few zombies. Provided they have their death certificates signed in triplicate and witnessed by a notary.

( In the Mansions of the Just )

eider's birthday isn't until Sunday, but we're leaving tonight for a six-day family obligation sort of trip, and for her birthday we will be sharing a hotel room with relatives, and I don't expect we will have much in the way of privacy until we come back home, to say nothing of having internet access.

So I'm posting this early, because there's no other way to give her Phoenix and Edgeworth all done up in neckties ribbons.

Work safe-ish. Spoilers for mostly Apollo Justice, unless of course you are already well-versed in the Hobohodo phenomenon* or if you just don't care! We're all fine with that. Cranky lawyer guys in love, straight razors (for shaving, not for angst), just enough heartache and hope. 2,300 words.

*or, as he is fondly called around here: beaniefeenie.

( Razor's Edge )

Jesus loves me, this I know
for the fact that they are making OMGTAKARAZUKAREVIEWPHOENIXWRIGHTMUSICALHOSHIT tells me so!

So! Right! Two tickets to Japan then. Pardon me, I'm just going to nip out and become a wildly successful poker shark. Or possibly a prostitute. It's in February, right? that gives me a few months. Now I've got to go back to greatestjournal and see if I can unearth all my old Takarazuka links.

man, I was on court records just this morning and they hadn't updated with this yet. Joy found it first.

Joy's google translation of the news article coughed up lots of "samurai sword of State Rei" which is Edgeworth's Japanese name in literal translation, so of course there's going to be a lots of that. Lots. Of course! This is takarazuka, after all. beautiful rivalry, cravats, gaygaygay, all that. It's tradition. Takarazuka Edgeworth. I think I might die. Nevermind the fact that you know Edgeworth himself has got to be a fan.

I'd say only one person reading me is actually invested in you know, what lawyerfic I write next, but it's more fun to make up a poll than to make up my mind.

( CROSS EXAMINATION. )

I have updated my why?gallery. ^^; Including more chibi hijinks! This concludes today's announcement.

*scurries off*

I should warn you now, though it is probably too late, that writing fanfic hasn't felt like this since we were doing ff8. I put out a story a day back in those days, and always had about three on the burner at all times. Were it not for the overwhelming character/game love, stuff like this would never get written, now, because without that I can never find the momentum to do it. Now it's like I can't stop. (Those of you who commented on the locked fic preview last night, thanks so much! I will reply when I'm home and can actually click on the fic. ^^;)

I wish I could say that this is totally parody and that trials in the game are serious legal affairs, but no, really, minus the gay, the gameplay is just like this, with the puns and the terrible character names and the beardy-weirdy judge. Actually it's just like this even including the gay. Actually I don't wish them to be any different than what they are, because it would be boring as snot, and I love it the way it is.

Warnings, etc. Mostly worksafe stupidity, with a helping of shameless gheishipping. No real spoilers of note. All legal decisions and medical conditions in this story are works of fiction, and they have fuck all do to with reality. Please do not read this fic, play this game, and think you can go pass the bar. I am this close to posting this sucker on ficwad, wtf. 1,500 words.

EDIT: on ficwad here. The code is shot to hell, as it keeps doing /this/ instead of this at TOTAL RANDOM back and forth, but I'm not devoted enough to that archive to really try to fix it. *shrug*

( Legally Blind )

being the first of a possible series of tarot-card fics, I don't even know. The only other things I have lined up are utter fluff, so who knows where this is going? I don't! I just know it's one sweet ride.

3,600 words, worksafe. Intentionally ambiguous timeline, minimal spoilers.

(NB: I'm sure it's really unlikely for a prosecuting attorney to do a lot of heavy undercover work, but this is the Legal System Of The Sorta Future!™ where nothing is particularly likely. I'd say in this case none of Gumshoe's men could have pulled off a cravat convincingly, and Edgeworth is glutton for punishment. Besides, lawyers can do undercover work! Because I saw it happen once in 1989 on an episode of Beauty and the Beast which is of course totally realistic.)

( The Hanged Man )

and because my hand was cramping up from all the tiny inking.

( pencil sketch - Edgeworth, looking a little worse for wear )

illo for a fic that's still percolating its way around the brain. His cravat is kinda short because he's ripped off half of it for a bandage. (If he'd had on a skirt, he probably would have used that.)

got a three page chibi story inked and ready to scan, but I don't have time for all the finishing tonight. maybe I'll get to it when I'm off Monday. :3

Dog walking. Cravats. They just naturally go together.

worksafeiiishkinda sorta except probably not as there are chibis comically screwing. No spoilers or anything.

two page mini-comic thing; while my chibing practice continues apace, my cleanup skills are minimal and my fonts, sadly, not restocked. Also the originals for these are about 3x3 inches square so even scanning at huge dpi, the results are kinda tiny and grainy. and blah blah blah already have three pages doodled for the next one blah blah nothing better to do at work blah man it feels good to draw even though it is pointless and silly.

( shuttup and show me the pictures. )

results of my vigorous chibi training in a secret camp outside of Munich. (Ein-zwei! Make ze eyes bigger! *whipcrack*)

at least, these are the first tries I'm willing to share. ^^; The others were all too ugly until I got comfortable with the proportions. they looked like potatoes with big glossy eyes. I've banished them, my first malformed creations. Someday they will rise up and overthrow me.

but! On to baby lawyers with bunnies.

( exceeds your daily cute intake )

My only excuse for the Edgeworth sleeping on the giant stuffed bunny is that somewhere I have a picture of a five-year old me doing the exact same thing. Only of course I am oodlums cuter. I'm so cute the rays of all cuteness everywhere are dragged into my cute gravity well, where they form a pulsing pink supercutenova. I'd find the photo and scan it, but hearts would explode out of your computer CD drive if you loaded it. for serious.