#only for him to decide she can’t handle the truth abt her own body FUCK YOU.
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The stupidest thing about feyre is that she loses her shit at rhys for not telling her they’re mates (which I actually think was decent of him? Not manipulating her with the bond or forcing it on her?) and ghosts him for over a week before making him grovel but she’s totally fine with him & madja deciding she’s too feeble & fragile to know about her own body & pregnancy and conspiring to let her die rather than tell her & risk her fetus’ life shapeshifting. Like. Sarah Janet have you heard of consistency
#anti feyre#anti rhys#anti sjm#anti acosf#rhys not telling her they were mates even after they fooled around in the inn was a rare bit of decency from him#where tf did it go#on top of that for most of the series rhys is throwing her#into dangerous situations expecting her to either survive or die#and she survived EVERY SITUATION#only for him to decide she can’t handle the truth abt her own body FUCK YOU.
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(Edgeworth&Klaiver) Prosecutor, what do you think of Kristoph Gavin/your brother?
(( both miles & klav have answered a lot ic abt their feelings toward kristoph so this is kinda a fic-like thing??? i wanted to try something different rather than having the muses answer like they’re being interviewed shjdfgdhjf ))
The first time Miles meets Kristoph Gavin it is,unsurprisingly, in a courtroom. Everyargument is an uphill battle; no matter what Miles says, Gavin has a quickcounter. In a certain way, it isexhilarating to have such a quick and vicious opponent that forces him to stayahead. On the other hand, he can easilytell that Gavin is not fighting for the same end that he is.
He doesn’t agree with Gavin’s general philosophy but bears noill-will after the verdict is declared.
—
Gavin comes up again after Wright has been disbarred. Miles had called his friend to Europe and isdoing his best to be supportive.
“You don’t have to go it alone, Wright.”
“Oh, well, I’m not, Edgeworth. I’ve got a friend back inCalifornia who’s helpin’ me out fine, so you don’t hafta worry so much aboutme!” He laughs and Miles rolls his eyes.
“Are you sure you want to get advice from Larry?”
Wright’s brow furrows and then he snorts. “Oh! I didn’t mean Larry, I’m talking aboutKristoph Gavin. Probably should’ve mentioned that. Do you know him?”
Miles doesn’t know why he feels like the floor has opened upbeneath him. Doesn’t know why thethought of Kristoph Gavin being Wright’s emotional support makes him want todry heave. Of course Wright would haveother friends. Of course. It’s perfectlysensible that he’d go to the people who live near him and not across a fuckingocean. He’d want someone who couldactually help and not someone woefully incapable.
“I’ve met him in court. I’m glad you have someone there.”
—
Miles sips a glass of water, watches Gavin and Wright talk,and decides that he hates Kristoph Gavin. What does Kristoph have that he doesn’t? Why is Wright running to this purple bastardall of a sudden when Miles has been here….
Been here….
He hasn’t been here, has he?
He runs away at the drop of a hat and comes in like a stormand vanishes once more. Why would Wrightever confide in him? His grip on hisglass tightens and he feels bile rise in his throat as Wright chuckles atwhatever it is Gavin has just said.
He’s mine, Gavin.
But he’s not.
—
“Kristoph Gavin has been convicted for the murders of ShadiEnigmar, better known as Zak Gramarye, and Drew Misham as well as conspiring todisbar Phoenix Wright and attempting to murder Vera Misham.”
Hearing the report should not make him giddy – there is asizable body count and trauma – but Miles can’t help but feel vindicated. He always knew that something was wrong withKristoph Gavin and had always been justified in hating him for it.
Still his sense of triumph is damped by the fact Gavin hadonly been sentenced to life in prison. Such a sentence will not do, in Miles’s opinion. After all, someone so slimy is a disgrace notworthy of the air that they breathe.
There is a precedent, and wouldn’t the world be saferwithout Kristoph Gavin in it?
—
“Kristoph Gavin has been executed this morning.”
Miles smiles into his cup of tea.
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One of Klavier’s first memories is tripping on his ownshoelaces and skinning his knee. Kristoph is the one who cleans and puts a band-aid on it. And for the longest time, Klavier is entirelyunaware how strange it is that his parents are fuzzy ghosts barely at the edgesof his memories.
All he has is his older brother and he loves him with all hisheart.
—
“I FUCKING HATE YOU, KRIS!”
Klavier slams her bedroom door shut and kicks her trashcanfor good measure. Who does he think heis?! Telling her what she’s allowed towear?! It’s not even that fucking cold. Would it kill him to stop being such acontrol freak?
She snorts to herself as she slides her window open; itprobably would kill him.
Carefully, she slips out of the window.
—
“Is this how you’re choosing to spite me this time, Klavier?”
“I’m not- It’s not- Just because you’re a defenseattorney, doesn’t mean I have to be one too!” And Klavier has done many thingspurely to spite his brother but choosing the prosecutor’s course is not one ofthem.
He’s just worried that becoming a defense attorney wouldmean his brother also becoming his boss and doesn’t want to be under Kris’sthumb his entire life. It’s bad enoughwith Kristoph being both an older brother and guardian.
Kristoph just peers at him over his glasses.
—
“The attorney who’ll be there in my place tomorrow is not tobe trusted. Don’t even give him the benefit of your respect. Listen, I want youto call in a special witness.”
Kristoph holds out a plain business card. It would have been nice to face her brotherin court and prove that she knew what she was doing, that she didn’t need to bebabied. Struggling not to scream, Klaviertakes the card and mentally waves her chance goodbye.
She trusts Kristoph’s words, of course she does, but shewishes that he had kept his nose out of this! Does he seriously not even trust her to corner a crooked attorney byherself?!
Why does he always have to try to control her life?!
—
“Prosecutor Gavin, we see fit to inform you that yourbrother, Kristoph Gavin, has been convicted of the murder of Shadi Smith.”
“Danke, I’ll return to California shortly.”
Klavier hangs up and doubles over a trashcan. Nothing comes up and she wants to cry. Why would her brother murder some randomguy? It doesn’t make any sense!
When she visits him, she doesn’t get any answers. Why wouldshe? He is allowed to pry into her life,but the reverse has never been true.
—
“I told you that Daryan boy was trouble, Klavier.”
“Just shut up.”
“You truly can’t trust anyone, can you?”
—
Klavier tries to keep his voice steady, tries to shine witha confidence he does not feel. “Let’s clean out the family closet, eh,Kristoph?” He feels his brother’s steelygaze, but that isn’t what is making his stomach turn.
“Klavier… You’re spinning out of control. Calm yourselfbefore you say something you’ll regret.”
Before any performance, it is important to breathe and tokeep one’s eyes on the goal. Breathe anddon’t get distracted.
“Spinning out ofwhose control? Mine? …Or yours?” Another confident retort said as he feelsadrenaline burn his veins and while he can’t keep his hands from trembling. Honestly, he does feel like control isslipping away, but he can’t show weakness now.
“Take a moment to consider everything you’ve built. Yourreputation as a prosecutor… your fame with the masses. You could lose it all,Klavier.”
Just breathe. Thetruth has always been his guiding light and he won’t let go of it now. The truth will be his anchor. He can handle what’s about to happen.
He can handle this.
—
“Infamous defense attorney turned murderer, Kristoph Gavin,has been executed today…”
Klavier is already well into a bottle of whiskey – it isn��tlike he hadn’t been informed earlier – and he just barely manages to grab atrashcan before he vomits. He sinks ontothe floor, body wracked with sobs. He’s broken, isn’t he? What sort of person misses someone likeKristoph?
He looks at his knee and all he can see is Kristoph huffingout a sigh as he sticks a band-aid there. He just remembers meeting Vongole, just remembers Kristoph at hisgraduation, just remembers the trust and love he used to feel.
He wishes he had anyone to talk to.
‘You could lose it all, Klavier.’
You were right. Of course you would be right….
#(( this is barely proofread but yknow#it's miles hates kristoph gavin hour as well as cry abt klavier gavin hour ))#ic; a million lies a single truth | miles edgeworth#ic; rockstar prosecutor | klavier gavin#grasping at straws | miles headcanons#behind the music | klavier headcanons#bloodstained ace | kristoph gavin#testimony | answered ask#anonymous witness | anonymous#death mention#vomit mention#alcohol mention#injury mention
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