#bad badger

[sammywolfgirl]

The ace attorney investigations playthrough is going great

[jay-i-guess]

w. what

Badger yaoi is real

[dailyedgeworth]

today, the bad badger barges in!

[cherry15329]

A poll for the fictional characters from the Ace Attorney series...

Should Capcom sell merchandise of the Samurai franchise, Gourdy, Badgers, Jammin’ Ninja, Moozilla, Bum Rap Rhiny, Phony Phanty, Tenma Taro, Nine-Tailed Fox and Plumed Punisher?

Yes!

No!

Voting ended onAug 5, 2024

[7clubs]

My piece for @eurekazine~ Leftovers are open so AAI fans get in here...

Anyway I'm a Kidnapped Turnabout understander and unironically love these two. This one has a lot of Escher inspiration in it ^^;

[mutxnts]

edgeworth said fuck your gender norms 

[marerittmarit]

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[apricot-ghost]

Comedy ficlet where Patton is bringing frogs into the hose/mind palace/wherever and trying to hide them in very obvious and hijinkesque ways. Nobody else notices. There's one in Virgil's hood.

Janus was certain that something was... off. He couldn't tell what yet, but it was something. No one else seemed perturbed, not even Logan, who generally shared Deceit's sense for the others' shenanigans. It wasn't Remus; Remus was otherwise engaged, creating some monstrosity or other in the game room, with Virgil watching like a hawk. It couldn't be Virgil, either, which would usually just leave Roman, but Roman was busy with Thomas. They were working on a project that had to do with a short video, some prop that Janus had not deemed worthy of his attention when something was bothering him so. It was like this itch at the back of his head that something was going on. He glanced at Logan. They had been sharing space and reading books, though Janus had long since abandoned his in favor of trying to figure out what was wrong. No, it wasn't anything to do with Logan; if anything, Logan seemed less stressed than usual. For now, Logan did not need Janus's attention. Nor did Remus, who had Virgil to supervise. Nor did Roman, nor Thomas. Was something wrong with Virgil? He was certainly tense; Janus could see that much from the slight glimpse he could get into the game room. But he wasn't more upset than he normally was, not that Janus could sense. There was nothing wrong with Janus himself; he knew that much. That only left...

Patton stepped back silently, gesturing to the large frog to stay where it was perched atop Janus's hat. The one behind the television watched him with baleful eyes. The one in his hand croaked, but no one could hear over Remus's racket. He could see Virgil's hood wiggling, but Virgil himself was moving around so much trying to stay out of the way of whatever Remus was doing that he hadn't noticed the extra weight or the squirming. Almost satisfied with this particular practical joke/frog rescue mission/attempt to obtain more pets, Patton held the frog in his hands up to look her in the eye. He smiled at her comfortingly, then began to carry her toward the kitchen.

"Patton?"

Patton froze. Janus sounded awfully suspicious of him. "Yes, Jan-Jan?"

"What's in your hands, Patton." It was not a question, more an exasperated complaint.

"Her name is Hoppy...?," he stated, though the rise in his voice at the end would suggest that this was a question.

"Ah, another animal, wonderful," Janus sighed.

Patton laughed nervously.

"...What aren't you telling me?"

At that moment, Sir Lilypad hopped very helpfully onto the coffee table from Janus's hat, making a big wet slapping noise that even distracted Logan from his book.

From the other room, Virgil yelped, and Patton winced.

Remus sounded very enthused, though.

Janus's eye twitched, and he looked for a moment like he might explode.

At that moment, Patton knew... he fucked up.