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I asked on twt which AA couple this was and the people have spoken
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i finally have run out of memes to share so i guess i have to make more :(
#ace attorney#ace attorney shitposts#ace attorney memes#aa textposts#aa text posts#ace attorney text posts#ace attorney textposts#aa meme#simon blackquill#phoenix wright#miles edgeworth#klavier gavin#feenie#apollo justice#dahlia hawthorne#kay faraday#mia fey#ron delite#desiron
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this is canon (he said Absolutely and they had fun)
#ace attorney#godot#diego armando#aa godot#prosecutor godot#trials and tribulations#aa3#desiree delite#ron delite#desiron#desirondot#rondot#the stolen turnabout#delites
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Context: there was a Twitter poll determining the most babygirl character in ace attorney. The finalists were Ron Delite and Dick Gumshoe.
I started a Gumshoe campaign and promised Bunny Suit Gumshoe if he won
He won
(+ bonus spouse reactions)
#artwork#my art#crow does art#digital art#ace attorney#dick gumshoe#ron delite#mask demasque#larry butz#desiree delite#dickbutz#desiron
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my biggest regret while drawing this was putting luke atmey in a t-shirt. who is that
#ace attorney#desiron#desirée delite#dessie delite#ron delite#luke atmey#the stolen turnabout is so funny
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my trilogy faves
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fishy delites for the last day of mermay lol
#mermay#ace attorney#desiree delite#ron delite#desiron#my art#bee arts#ough i love them sm....the cutiepies ever <3#mask demasque
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twirls my hair on the witness stand
#ace attorney#ace attorney trials and tribulations#ron delite#desiree delite#godot#diego armando#desiron#rondot#got to ron yaoi moment and i had a momeny
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Idk what to title this, just a cute little fanfic/fancomic kinda thing
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queer coded straight people
#ace attorney#ace attorney fanart#desiron#ron delite#desiree delite#delite#desiree x ron#ron x desiree
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(this is based on the headcannon I've seen around about Desiree and Matt being siblings. It's set between 2-4 and 3-2. Trigger warnings are in the tags.)
“You've got a letter,” I say, handing it to her.
“Who still writes letters?”
“I don't know, I didn't read it. I wouldn't read your things.”
“No, I know. It's okay.”
She opens it. I catch a glimpse of the handwriting filling most of a single sheet of paper, but I can't see what it says. Her eyes quickly flick to the bottom of the page and her expression shifts.
“What's wrong?” I ask.
She puts the paper down. “It's from Matt.”
“Your brother?”
“What does he want? And why now? I haven't spoken to him in years.”
“You won't know unless you read it.”
She hesitates. “I don't know if I want to. It might be bad news.”
“It might not be.”
She says nothing.
“Do you want me to read it?”
“I want to throw it away, in all honesty.”
She doesn't. She reads the whole thing. I try to watch her expression, but it pretty much stays the same the whole time. When she's finished, she lays it down again with a sigh.
“He's in jail.”
“Really?”
“That's what he says. He won't say why, only that he messed up. And he wants me to visit him.”
“Are you okay?”
“I don't know.”
I reach out and take her hand. She holds on tight.
“I don't know what he's done. I don't think I want to know. I know my brother isn't evil, but…he never thinks of anyone but himself. I should've known he'd end up in trouble.”
“Are you going to see him?”
“No.”
“Really? I mean, it's your choice, but I think you should at least… No, maybe it's not a good idea… I don't know…”
“Look at this.” She spins the paper around and pushes it towards me. “Does he mention either of us anywhere in this? Does he ask how we're doing?”
I scan it. The whole thing is kind of vague, it just outlines the fact that a whole court ganged up on him and put him away and now everyone he knows is mad at him.
“No, he doesn't.”
“He never cared about me. When I left home, he never made any attempt to stay in contact. So I don't need him.”
She crumples the paper and puts it in the trash.
*
I don't know why I'm here. I guess I thought that Desiree would change her mind, but she doesn't. She moves on like nothing has happened. It's been three days since the letter arrived, and I can't take my curiosity anymore.
I'm shaking. I've met Matt before, only once, but I don't know if I should expect anything different now. He was just a typical bratty younger brother. That was how Desiree described him, and I saw what she meant. He didn't really ask me about myself or seem interested at all.
I reach his cell and he's slumped in the corner.
“Um…hi?”
He doesn't hear me.
“Hello? Matt?”
He finally looks up and frowns in confusion.
“Like, what do you want?”
“Um…I got your letter. I mean…Dessie got your letter. She didn't want to come. But I'm here.”
Recognition clicks in his mind and he laughs.
“Oh, it's you. Desiree's boyfriend.”
“Husband. Yes.”
“So she didn't feel like dropping by on her poor brother?”
“No.”
“Then why are you here?”
“Uh, I don’t know. Curiosity I think? I mean, I know we haven't seen each other in a long time, so I just thought…”
“You don’t feel sorry for me?”
“Uh, kind of? I don’t really know what happened, your letter didn't say what you did.”
“Oh I get it. She sent you out to get the scope on me.”
“Scope?”
“To see if I’m really worth her time.”
“No-”
“Or maybe she needs a big strong man to protect her from me. Is that what you are?”
“I don’t…know.”
“What’s wrong?” he gets really close to the glass and I catch a glimpse of scars hidden under his fringe. “Scared I’ll bite?”
I don’t say anything, and he backs away again, laughing at me.
“You’re exactly Desiree’s type. A pushover.”
“Am I? I-I mean, no. She doesn’t know I’m here.”
“Oh. Well don’t blame me if this breaks you up. I can’t control where you go. I can’t even control where I go.”
“What did you do, Matt? Why…are you here?”
“Do you really want to know?”
Anxiety spikes within me and I change my mind quickly.
“No.”
“No. You don’t want to know about my life. All you want to know is what I want with you and your precious wife. But it’s got nothing to do with you, dude. This is family stuff. And if she doesn’t want to come, then I guess I’m just gonna have to die here alone.”
The door busts open. It’s Desiree.
“I knew you’d be here.”
“I’m sorry,” I jump out of my seat. “I’m sorry, Dessie. I should’ve told you, but I was worried you’d talk me out of it. I hope I didn't make you stress out or anything. I’m sorry, I won’t do it again.”
“It’s okay, it’s okay, hun. I was just worried about what he was saying to you.”
“Finally she shows up,” Matt says.
“I didn't come here for you,” she snaps back. “Are you okay, Ronnie?”
I nod. “I think so.”
“I should’ve warned you. Matt has…a way of getting into people’s heads. Just don’t listen to him.”
“Oh sure, just ignore me like you have for the last few years.”
“You were the one ignoring me,” she says. “I just realised that it wasn't worth fighting for your time anymore. So I focussed on the people who really care about me.”
He scoffs.
“He won't tell me anything,” I say. “He said it's family stuff.”
“That's not my problem. Whatever you've done, Matt, you can take it up with someone else. I don't care anymore.”
“Seriously? You're seriously gonna leave me here? You don't even want to know-”
“No. I don't.” She takes my hand. “We're leaving, honey.”
“Okay.”
“Fine,” Matt spits. “Leave me here on my own to rot.”
Desiree ignores him.
“And I hope you're happy being a fake woman with your fake husband.”
I'm not sure what happens next. I think something snaps in me. Because the next thing I know is my knuckles are hurting. Matt yelps and backs away from me.
“What the hell is wrong with you?”
“I…I'm sorry.” Tears start running down my face and I don't know why. “I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry.”
Desiree takes my hand gently into hers and inspects my knuckles. “Are you okay? You didn't break anything did you?”
“I don't think so. Dessie, I…”
“It's okay, sweetie, it's alright.” She kisses my forehead. “I'm not mad. And I won't let you get in any trouble, okay?”
I nod, wiping my eyes with my free hand.
Desiree holds my non-injured hand as we walk home mostly in silence. I try not to think that she's mad at me. She must be going through a lot. But who I was back there really scared me, I've never had something come over me so strongly like that. I can still feel my knuckles throbbing.
Eventually, I break the silence.
“Does he really think you're a fake woman?”
“He was just trying to hurt me. Matt never cared either way when I came out.”
“Really?”
“He only cares about himself. Me becoming a woman doesn't affect him, especially since we barely talk.” She looks at me. “I'm sorry if he hurt your feelings, hun.”
“It's okay, I'm kind of used to it. But I don't like when people insult you. It makes me mad.”
“I know. You're a real sweetheart.” She stops walking to kiss my cheek. “But I can handle myself, don't worry. And I don't want you hurting yourself.”
“I'm sorry.”
“It's okay. I know you mean well.”
“He called me a pushover. I told him that I wasn't there on your behalf but I don't think he believed me.”
“Don't listen to him, hun.”
“He made out like I only ever do what you say.” I hesitate. “Can…you say something I disagree with? Just so I can prove that I don't go along with everything you say?”
“Babe, you don't have to prove anything to me.”
“I know. I wanna prove it to myself.”
She thinks for a second.
“Maybe our marriage won't work out.”
“What?”
“Because you think I'm ugly.”
“No! No, you're the most beautiful woman in the world and I love you.”
Her face breaks into a grin and I realise that she was messing with me.
“I love you too,” she says. “Can we get Chinese food tonight?”
“Okay.”
#ace attorney#fanfiction#ace attorney fanfiction#transgender#matt engarde#desiree delite#ron delite#desiron#ron x desiree#Tw transphobia#transphobia#tw prison#tw jail#Tw estranged family#Tw scars#Ron didn't punch Matt dw he punched the glass between them#Also Desiree and Matt are identical twins which IS possible cos they're both amab#Ron is trans the other way
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The Way South - Dimitri Desiron , 2021.
Belgian,b.1971-
Oil on canvas, 70 x 100 cm.
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Dimitri Desiron (Belgian, b. 1971), Market Square, 2022. Oil on canvas, 80 x 120 cm.
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if i had a nickel for every time i came up with a ship name for a pairing that was in the fandom general consciousness but did not have an Official Name for various reasons and then people other than me and my friends started using it then i would have two nickels. which isnt much but its weird it happened twice
#this is about how i dubbed ron and desiree delite (canon married couple from ace attorney) desiron#back in 2016#and to my knowledge its still the ship name used during the rare instance people use a ship name for Canonically Married People#and then of course me coining sadalinar last year and brute forcing that into the tumblr vernacular through sheer force of will#purple dragon jungle juice#luke.txt
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Dining Room - Transitional Dining Room
Image of a medium-sized transitional kitchen/dining room combination with light wood floors and gray walls
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Kitchen Dining Dining Room in New York
Inspiration for a mid-sized transitional light wood floor kitchen/dining room combo remodel with gray walls
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