god i have never been more aligned with edgeworth than i am right now. the man has fucking tested my patience at times, but he’s Correct here.

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god i have never been more aligned with edgeworth than i am right now. the man has fucking tested my patience at times, but he’s Correct here.
Me???? Losing motivation at the last chapter of a fic???? No fucking way.
For a writeblr, this blog really doesn’t have much of my writing on it, does it?
This also acts as the return to, uh. The ~40 last line tags I’ve been tagged in. Oops. For convenience’s sake, I’ll just be tagging y’all under the read more. ^^’
Short 239 word snippet~
The sea witch had been right. The sun was low when I popped up the trapdoor, light straight from the horizon cutting my eyes. I used a hand to shadow my face as I hefted myself back up on deck, my appearance startling a few of the crew who were chatting at the rails. Most scurried off to look like they were working, but one stood frozen, paling against the hueing sky.
“Y-you… are you… really…?” I lifted an eyebrow at the lad’s stammer, the question lacking a reason.
“Am I… what?” I placed a hand on my hip as I raised myself to my full height, the fear wafting off the panic-stricken sailor putting a smirk to my face. “Ye gonna answer, lad, or do I gotta--”
“Phoenix. You’re… You’re The Phoenix! Oh!” He stiffened. “I interrupted The Phoenix! P-please don’t kill me, sir!”
“If ye ever call me ‘sir’ again, I’d be mighty tempted to. But uh, be a shame if I had to kill me own crew, aye?” The squeak that came out of him was more mouse than human.
“W-what?” I chuckled.
“Well, I was told ye don’t have a captain. Where’s yer first mate?”
“... Lost at… sea…?” The questioning tone he said it with was likely more because of apprehension at admitting it than uncertainty.
“Then I s’pose that makes me the most qualified person on board fer the position, don’t it?”
Phoenix: Oh, this ship doesn’t have a captain? Guess it’s me, now.
That’s not really how it works, Nixi, but everyone’s too terrified to tell you otherwise.
I just can't get over the fact that Phoenix has pretty much come to terms with the fact that it doesn't matter what she says or does, she's gonna piss one of her friends off. I can't tell if she's growing up or just getting less naive.
i think part of the reason it took me so long to get around to playing apollo justice is because i was afraid of dealing with naruhobo and i was right. i cant take this omfg