#lcvingfathcr

[lawdadsgalore]

lcvingfathcr replied to your post: ☠ ♆ ۞: {Manfred}

-haunty ghost noises- OoooOOOOooooooOOHHH

“Out.”

[japaniforniasbest-blog]

❝ Hey, Mr. Edgeworth, where’s your defense attorney’s badge? ❞ The girl asks as she rocks on her toes, a sweet smile on her lips, but her eyes glitter mischievously. // @lcvingfathcr

[jaastice]

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CONFESSION CORNER ☆

         ‘ ... i think about you, often, even though i don’t remember you. i’m not sure what you wanted for me, or what you hoped i would do beyond survive, that day. it’s weird, seeing that picture of you and seeing myself in your face. i hope you’re proud of me, wherever you are, even if i’m pretty bad at the guitar myself. ‘

[prosequies]

lcvingfathcr started following you.

        “Father!”

[prodigyxprosecutor]

A 'Turnabout Goodbyes' haiku, just for fun

I wrote a few: 

#1: Hammond was a dick He is also very dead Karma will be, too 

#2: Alas, poor Yogi Done in by his own revenge And his goddamn bird 

#3: Hole in the window… And one in Karma’s shoulder? Metal detector! 

#4: Two gunshots at night. Christmas Eve is not christmasLarry, you moron 

#5: After all this time His fifteen-year revenge scheme Ruined by some n00b 

#6: Up until today Edgeworth’s life has been a lie. It’s time to move on 

[gregorydadworth]

I know these are oddly specific headcanons but I've thought about this a lot and felt you would like them: Gregory would love Hamilton. 'Dear Theodosia' is easily his favorite song. He identifies the most with Washington but any scene/song involving Phillip turns him into an emotional wreck. His main complaint would be that he wanted to see more of the trial from 'Non-Stop'.

These are all very good!! Modworth would like to confess she usually listens to One Last Time when she’s feeling awful about her dad or scared, so very much approves this.

[lawdadsgalore]

omfg i knew we were forgetting a dead dad: dai-long lang

{GDI WHY DO MORE OF THESE GUYS JUST KEEP POPPING UP}

[lchiryu]

@lcvingfathcr​

    He could feel his stomach tighten into knots--this was the man he had heard about so many times from both his mentor && Mister Shields any time the elder attorney ended up visiting. This was the same defense attorney the young prosecutor remembered his father always talking about when he was younger; none the less he could already feel himself filled to the brim with fear && anxiety. Though aside from the later stories he heard from his father, everything else were positive stories- Sebastian was well aware of what type of person Edgeworth wanted to be when he was younger.  Soft hues would drop, delicate fingers brushing && sliding against the cool texture of the metal of his baton. None the less he was speechless; his throat tightening along with his stomach to the point where  he was terrified to even to to speak infront of the elder attorney. He probably could see the similarities in both him && his father appearance wise (the one thing he always feared)  && knew who he was right away.     ‘ S..Sir... ‘ Speaking up quietly did the word practically force itself out of his throat like a soft squeak.