fic: in a dark, dark room

Getting into bed with Wright was the only option. Getting into bed with Wright was unthinkable. 1.5k of awkward Narumitsu bed-sharing, post-PLVPWAA. (Not very specifically spoilery, but the previous fic in the series is.)

Miles Edgeworth had been doing his best not to fall asleep around other people since he was nine years old.

Nightmares were incriminating, or they were embarrassing, and in either case they begged questions Miles had no desire to answer. A perk of the von Karma estate, and later a high prosecutor’s paycheque, was that private accommodations were easy to come by. Long-haul flights were a marathon endured through willpower, judicious layovers and inadvisable amounts of caffeine.

Once upon a time, when Franziska was still young enough to fear monsters in the dark but wise enough to hide such weakness from her father, there were rare nights she’d barge into his room and climb into his bed. Miles would read to her until she fell asleep correcting his German, and then he’d keep reading until the first hint of dawn peeked through the curtains and he could send Franziska back to her own room.

Miles hadn’t shared a bed with anyone since.

And yet now, here he was, ensnared in a trap of his own making. Franziska would call him a fool, and she’d be right—he’d acted on rare impulse, his judgment impaired by selfishness as much as compassion, and he was paying the price.

Phoenix Wright was in Miles’ hotel room, sound asleep in Miles’ bed.

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Edgeworth investigates Phoenix and Maya's disappearance. Hope you enjoy these. If you want more of maya's polaroids you can go here.

A prequel of sorts inspired by Room Service by @oodlyenough

Bonus:

Nick and Maya's english holiday, moments before disaster (/ fun adventure)

Inspired by the fic Room Service by @oodlyenough

I'm once again asking you to read Room Service by @oodlyenough

Phoenix blinks down at Edgeworth’s hand, half-convinced he’s seeing things. Is this something Edgeworth does, now? Just reach out and touch people? Touch Phoenix? When’s the last time—? “Wright,” Edgeworth repeats, more urgently. The grip on Phoenix’s arm hasn’t changed—still solid and real—so Phoenix lets his gaze travel up to Edgeworth’s face, to the puzzling and unfamiliar expression on it. Phoenix has a split second’s intuition that something highly unusual is about to happen right before Edgeworth tugs Phoenix forward into a hug.

it's actually really healthy and important to follow people who ship things i Do Not, because their posts making undeniable evidence out of random crumbs they found on the canon floor (sometimes the very same crumbs used as undeniable evidence for a different ship by someone else in the very next post) creates an excellent outside perspective for how i am also winding a red string around thumbtacks on a conspiracy board every time i log on to the otp hive mind. keeps me humble.

TIL In an epilogue at the end of the original 1931 Dracula film, Dracula breaks the fourth wall and taunts the audience, saying vampires are real and to be afraid. In a 1936 re-release, this was censored by the Hays Code, out of fear it would encourage belief in the occult.

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