A thought comes to mind. A lot of people draw Simon IronLung Lastname with polycoria (two pupils) in his eye (myself included). And a lot of people draw Simon’s reaction in the PHM x IL universe to, oh yeah, the stars are very much alive and not dead. They’re dying but not dead. Yeah.
Here’s the thing though. Polycoria symptoms are described as this:
So what if, hypothetically. Simon couldn’t see the stars. What if the QR took one of the only things he wanted? What if all he saw was a big smear of light, or dimmed lights, or nothing at all? What if
May I ask for headcanons for Phoenix and Apollo? 🙏 While I'd love to see some for Phoenix and Trucy, the 1st one sparks my curiosity just a bit more.
Oooooh this dynamic is just a whole bag a feelings!
(And if you wanna ask about Phoenix and Trucy, feel free to do so in another ask if you'd like! I also adore the two of them!)
These headcanons contain MAJOR spoilers for AA4 (Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney), so if you haven't played the game yet for some reason, DO IT!
Realistic Headcanon: Mr. Wright absolutely sees Apollo as his son. He sees all of the Wright Anything Agency's members as his children (Trucy being his actual daughter and Athena being the same in all but legality), but Apollo was his first employee, and he has a soft spot for the grumpy young attorney. He hated tricking Apollo, of acting aloof and cryptid towards a kid who just had his world shattered, but he was terrified of such a bright kid's future being tarnished by him getting close to the disgraced attorney.
When Phoenix got his badge back, he allowed himself to get closer to Apollo, to give him genuine advice and dish out praise. And he can tell how Apollo practically preened under the praise, how he starved for it like a man who had never recieved a single compliment in his life. He saw the hurt Apollo carried with him, memories of a past too painful to recall, and Mr. Wright wanted to press and comfort but he refrained. It wasn't his place. He wasn't actually Apollo's dad.
But even so, he promised himself to look after the younger man. He had a bad habit of getting attached, and this was no exception.
(More Headcanons Below!)
Unrealistic (but hilarious) Headcanon: Apollo and Trucy, despite the huge age gap and their different genders, look terrifyingly similar. The have the same eyes, same facial structure (Apollo's jawline may be slightly sharper, but there's still definitely some softness that he is slightly insecure about), and, when Apollo's hair is down, it looks very similar to Trucy's own bangs. Of course, given their wildly differing personalities and attire, no one has ever confused the two.
Except one person. Phoenix Wright.
It was an otherwise uneventful morning, Apollo's coffee growing cold as he typed frantically on his laptop. He had joined Trucy and Athena on the couch in the Agency's lobby, their chatting softened by the exhaustion of the early morning and serving as pleasant background noise while Apollo worked. He didn't even look up when Mr. Wright arrived, eyes so bleary it was a wonder he was able to see at all. He knew that Mr. Wright had pulled an all-nighter trying to figure out the mystery behind the Agency's latest case, so him coming to work an hour late was understandable.
What was slightly less understandable was when Phoenix leaned over him and pressed a soft kiss to the top of his head, a familiar gesture Apollo had often seen him do to Trucy. Except he wasn't Trucy. He was Apollo Justice, and any lingering exhaustion he had felt was long-gone.
Mr. Wright was quick to realize his mistake, his gaze turning to the real Trucy and Athena, who were both looking at the scene with their jaws on the floor. He sheepishly turned to Apollo, apologizing as he turned to give Trucy her intended kiss. The spell was suddenly broken, Apollo's face turning as red as his suit as the girls finally burst out laughing, Athena jokingly asking Mr. Wright for her good morning kiss. He did humor her, pressing a kiss to her temple after Trucy, much to their delight and Apollo's mortification.
He had expected (hoped) for that to be the end of it. But it wasn't.
He could excuse the next few times as a mistake, where Phoenix would ruffle his hair or press his lips to his head or call him "sweetie" or "kiddo". But then it started happening when Apollo knew Mr. Wright was fully aware, where his hair was spiked up and his demeanor nothing like the young magician and where Mr. Wright had already addressed him by his proper name. But still the gestures wouldn't stop, and while Apollo wouldn't say that he hated them (not that he would admit it even with his life on the line), it felt entirely unprofessional and mortifying.
The others were having the time of their lives, especially Phoenix. After all, as I mentioned before, he sees Apollo as a son. While the gestures are teasing, the love and affection behind every action couldn’t be more real.
Heart-Crushing and Awful Headcanon: Apollo admires and respects Mr. Wright immensly (maybe the latter slightly less after their first meeting, given his demeanor, but that rebuilt itself once he got his badge back), but he never fully trusts him. The bloody ace was something that was never brought up again after Apollo's debut, but the resentment lingered, simmering like butter melting in a pan until the bottom was coated black. This lack of trust wasn't obvious, and it certainly wasn't something Apollo advertized, but Mr. Wright is perceptive.
Phoenix desperately wanted to apologize, to explain the actions that he took during that day. He wanted his protege to look up to him and believe in him the same way he believed in his clients. He wanted Apollo to look at him and for there to be none of that lingering hurt that the young man seemed to carry with him everywhere.
He wanted to explain the Card. Or rather, he wanted to explain the Replica.
He wanted to explain how the evidence wasn't used correctly, how it was never meant to be a substitute for the real thing, only a hypothetical. He wanted to explain the misunderstanding, of the failure to explain both on his part and on Trucy's.
(Something he would never, not in a million years, fault her for. She was still so young, despite her maturity, and he never should have involved her in something so dire in the first place. Damn those puppy-dog eyes and her giant heart.)
He wanted to explain how everything had been taken care of, how the current Chief Prosecutor was, for once in his life, lenient, allowing the mistake to be erased from Apollo's record. He wanted to do something, literally anything, to get rid of the guilt the kid obviously still carried from that trial, even if doing so meant giving him reason do doubt his very capabilities as a lawyer.
It would mean transfering the blame from himself to Apollo, who despite his stubborn and confident front still struggled with his own securities and a staggering inferiority complex, and to Trucy, whose smile hides so much pain that it makes him want to cry.
But Phoenix would never put that kind of blame on Apollo, and he would die before his daughter felt even a sliver of the guilt he carried with him everyday. He cared about them both too much. He refused to be selfish.
Maybe one day he would tell Apollo, when the incident was far behind them and the fledgeling lawyer grew into his own. But for now, Apollo's distrust was a burden he was willing to bear. He deserved it, after all.
(This headcanon is from a fic I’ve read that I stupidly forgot to bookmark. If anyone knows what fic it is, I would be so grateful!)
Unrealistic Headcanon that will probably never happen: I mentioned before in a previous ask that I headcanon that Apollo knows how to play piano. It's something he's a bit out of practice with, given how he didn't have as much time to practice with law school and his job under Kristoph Gavin, but he still loves playing. And when he saw the giant piano buried under various stage props and bills, he couldn't resist.
Whenever Trucy and Mr. Wright were gone, Trucy either at school or performing at the Wonder Bar (and wait... is that a pun!?!?) and Mr. Wright doing whatever it was he did during the Seven Year Gap, Apollo would hesitantly make his way towards the piano and play. It became a respite for him during this tumultuous time in his life, with all the confusion of his new job, his confusing interactions with Mr. Wright, and whatever was going on with that glimmerous fop of a prosecutor.
Surprisingly, it's Phoenix who catches him in the act and not Trucy. Apollo is mortified and slightly terrified when he sees Mr. Wright quietly listening, but his embarrased rambling is cut off when he sees Phoenix looking at him with more genuine emotion than he had ever seen. Wright doesn't make any cryptid one-liner or snarky comment, instead simply telling Apollo that he was allowed to use the piano anytime. Obviously, Apollo played much better than he did, and the Agency could use a reprieve from his own amateur playing.
And so Apollo did, occasionally playing when his workload felt too overwhelming or his thoughts were too loud. And every time, without fail, the Agency would fall silent, letting only the beautiful notes linger through the air. Even Trucy and Athena would be without words, saving their teasing about Apollo's hobby for later time.
And every single time, without fail, Mr. Wright would applaud his performance.
Ahhhhhhhh THESE TWO! There's SO MUCH! They're both such broken people who have not given themselves the time and opportunity to heal and they are both horrible messes, but I still love them both regardless.
Thank you so much for the ask!
Send Me a Character or Relationship (platonic or romantic) and I’ll Give You Some Headcanons!
I have some hours before work so I’ll use them to actually detail why I’ve found CSPaint to be so efficient for bastard-aligned painters who like to take shortcuts.
This will seem familiar to most of you guys, but this functions a little bit different from Photoshop. It turns everything you draw on the layer into editable curves, but retains the aliased smoothness of an ordinary raster layer. Practically a cheat to access the whole suite of amazing tools CS offers for lineart. Such as:
The vector eraser is The Best™. You can be as messy as possible and this tool erases the excess. One pen-flick and it’s done. Much faster than cleaning it up by hand. You can also tweak the settings of this brush to encapsulate more/less lines as you erase but that’s getting a little more involved. Anyway, last thing:
Maybe the only thing better than the vector eraser. There are multiple settings, but these three are the most handy. You can smooth wiggly edges, connect broken strokes, and tweak the width/weight to exactly how you want it. This also has a ton of settings you can play around with. It’s great!
There’s a lot more tools you can use, but you get the point! It’s a really good drawing program. I recommend it!
Hi! I've never been that into reading fics (the curse of being too self-conscious RIP) but I was wondering if you could recommend any good Wrightworth ones? Thank you!
agh i have way too many im so sorry
check the original tags for warnings ig, this has absolutely 0 order, some of these are gen/other pairings w/ side nrmts, some are just crack but i laughed too hard to not rec it, hell i dont know im sorry
legal partners
archaeology
del capo al fine
how to court a fool in under three months
the wedding planner
the walk to tomorrow
here i go again
a turnabout toast
meet me in twenty
and be of good cheer
fire in snow
right behind me, as before
the phantom’s curse
cold, hard, facts
paper hearts
the manny named miles
il suo nido
uncertainty
in symbols
a long way to fall
papa issues
the art of bluffing
of unravelled knots
charley’s mommy
countdown from the past
dear kay
margins
yesterday upon the stair
dreaming of a wright christmas
white christmas
by magic
promise youll stay
how to keep your man from leaving you
a week and a half at wrights
yours, mine, and maybe ours
the prosecution rests
you and me and my ghost roommate makes three
turnabout lost sock
turnabout cinderella
keep your promises
a portrait of the artist (after he’s sold out to the man)
to turn the titanic
special valentines
never gonna dance again
turnabout year
losses and victories
care
the last lines
cravattitude
of names and their significance
the peace of the dead
locked hearts and hidden voices
tyr
overdue
the third date
it was yours to begin with
dungeons and edgeworth
a drunken night
what happened at the party
instead
in the mansions of the just
a fool in love (with you)
through time and space
dance with me
honesty is the best policy
infinitely late at night
night lights
damned if i do ya
remember, remember, 5th november
turnabout honeymoon
the dark day of the law
the naptime turnabouts
new york, new york
new beginnings
crossed wires
unrequited
(confetti) (smile) (heart)
winter wonderland
good advice
but no promises
damage control
dance with me
shattered pieces
watching over
the family turnabout
a talk with gregory
to end a legacy
nick’s names
afterburn
pause
like old times
domestic turnabout
hh there are probably a lot more i forgot im so sorry
i’d like mark which ones are my favorites but that doesnt seem fair and also ive read all of these at least twice im a mess sorry take it
*also a couple i havent read but have been recommended to me like 20x
2087
origamiaround
dededos
kianamaiart
tangentwithtanner
germansingergirl
turnnoffyourmind
