Phoenix Wright Kink Meme [Part Nine]

Jul 14, 2008 12:47

PHOENIX WRIGHT KINK MEME!

ANONYMOUSLY post a pairing and a kink. This meme is open to ALL pairings and ALL kinks. Yaoi, Yuri and het is welcome here. Fluffy kinks, gory kinks, gross kinks what have you. It's all welcome here. It. Doesn't. Matter. Just post it, Anons!

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Break The Sky ( 1 / ? ) [aka: this shit will be epic] anonymous August 28 2008, 05:43:12 UTC
“Wright.”

He sat, dazed, staring out the window. It wasn’t often that they had a sunny day - especially one where the sky was showing.

“Wright.”

Head in hand, he blinked, lazy. There was something about that sky. It made him want to…want to do something. He couldn’t think what, but it was something. Something…good? His mind frowned with thought. Well, plenty of things were good. Neatness was good. Order was good. Father was good. The boy paused, head tilting slightly, at a fault of trying to think of what else could be considered ‘good.’

A hand in front of his face brought him forcefully back to Earth, and the boy stammered, looking flush and clutching the pen in his hand. Vision torn from that glorious shade of-oh, Father, what was that color called again?-he blinked, gaze settling on a woman. He gulped, a shade of pink touching his cheeks as he recoiled away from that stern expression.

“Wright, what were you looking at?” The woman turns, looking outside the window where he had been, and when she sees nothing - she sees nothing ( ... )

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Break The Sky ( 2 / ? ) anonymous August 29 2008, 00:35:32 UTC
Several large-scale power lines were in his view. They stretched on and on, going past his eyesight in towering, toothpick-like statues when they got too far away to see properly. But he knew that the lines kept going. Even when he took the train, and departed for several miles, once he looked out the window so far away from his designated living quarters, the power lines were still standing so tall, so broad. Sometimes, the mere height of them made Wright’s breath escape him. Made of a steel-like base, most of them had details on them, small ones that were insignificant; but Wright had noticed them. Because he was special. Father told him that he was special ( ... )

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Break The Sky ( 3 / ? ) anonymous August 29 2008, 01:56:48 UTC
Gingerly taking the black and white photograph, and the duplicate, the boy placed both in a blank, manila folder, sealing it with care before he scrawled at the top, Jan. 31, 56PF. He frowned at his own writing, how sloppy and childlike it was, and hoped that Father didn’t mind. He didn’t seem to before, and maybe he wouldn’t now. Slipping off of his stool, he grabbed the folder, not seeming to notice or mind the fact that he had no idea who actually looked at his duplications. But it bothered him none-mostly because he had never thought about where his work was going, or why they needed it ( ... )

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Re: Break The Sky ( 3 / ? ) Not OP anonymous August 29 2008, 10:33:17 UTC
Woah. I can tell this is going to be amazing. Don't ever stop being awesome anon. :)

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Re: Break The Sky ( 3 / ? ) Not OP anonymous August 29 2008, 20:37:50 UTC
:D

Thank you, not-OP-anon. <3

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Break The Sky ( 4 / ? ) anonymous August 30 2008, 01:29:38 UTC
Glancing upward, he steals a quick look at one of the telescreens, making a quiet note to himself of the time. He should probably hurry. Pulling up his collar a little more the child walks, weaving in and out through the larger people-some accompanied by children his age, some of them talking with another grown up. Wright merely shuffled on, not perturbed in the least; but he does stop, just once, at a cross-walk to stare fondly at another telescreen.

“Remember to drink your water!” The image of Father laughed, smiling warmly at everyone-no, just at Wright. Only at Wright; and he nodded. “After all, water is healthy! Do you want to contract cancer, Alzheimer’s, or even AIDS?” The boy shook his head. Those things sounded so beastly, he would never survive if he became ill! “Then you must stay healthy.” Another nod. “Have a good day; and never forget, drink your water, and Father loves all of his children.” Wright felt his face go red, and, unabashed, spoke quite loudly that he loved Father, too ( ... )

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Re: Break The Sky ( 4 / ? ) anonymous August 30 2008, 02:53:19 UTC
Authornon, I have to say, I love where this is going so far.

Also, did you by any chance name this fic after a song by The Hush Sound? Because if you did, I love you even more.

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Re: Break The Sky ( 4 / ? ) anonymous August 30 2008, 03:11:10 UTC
Anon, I'm feeling like I should dedicate this story to you, just because you knew the title is related to The Hush Sound.

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Re: Break The Sky ( 4 / ? ) anonymous August 30 2008, 03:20:13 UTC
<3 Authornon, I'm feeling the mutual love. I don't know anyone IRL or offline who likes The Hush Sound. I'm delighted to have found (in a sense) a fellow fan . <3

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Break The Sky ( 5 / ? ) anonymous August 30 2008, 03:13:06 UTC
Only a handful of minutes would pass before the boy would get to where he had been heading: a large, four-story building that lacked windows, and was painted a dull, old red. Wright would stand outside the gates, shifting his weight from one to the other, and look through the black bars that separated him, and the school; and for a moment, just a moment, he thought he felt envy shoot through him. He had no money for school, no time for school-though Wright tried his best to remember his alphabet and his arithmetic, he was not allowed to have any paper outside of work ( ... )

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Break The Sky ( 6 / ? ) anonymous August 30 2008, 03:36:53 UTC
“Students, Nick. Students. Teachers have students, not children.”

“Oh. Sorry.”

Larry made another gesture, then returned to their conversation, leading the two to the other side of the street. “Anyways. Yeah, they are; but I guess that this one didn’t want to give her students their vitamins. Or something like-“

“-Butz!” A voice called from the direction of the school, and the pair stopped. A boy with gray hair trotted toward them, looking up and down the street - which Wright found odd, because cars never came down the residential area - before crossing. “Larry Butz?”

“Yeah?” Larry raised an eyebrow, making the slightest shift to put some of his body in front of Wright. “Hey, Edgey. What do you need?”

“Edgeworth,” The boy panted, brushing some of his hair out of his face. “I would appreciate it if you spoke with a formality sometimes, Butz.” He took a sharp intake of breath before rummaging through one of his pockets, producing a small ID card that Wright immediately recognized as the school’s card. “You really should learn to ( ... )

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Re: Break The Sky ( 6 / ? ) anonymous August 30 2008, 23:33:33 UTC
I just discovered this story and it's making me very, very happy! I look forward to reading much, much more anon.

BTW, I love Phoenix's thoughts about "good" and "ideas" and not being able to really formulate them. Well done.

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Break The Sky ( 7 / ? ) anonymous August 31 2008, 02:27:53 UTC
Thanks, Anon! :D ( ... )

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Re: Break The Sky ( 7 / ? ) anonymous August 31 2008, 02:30:26 UTC
Oops. Meant to say "He can't be like Father." *

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Re: Break The Sky ( 7 / ? ) anonymous August 31 2008, 03:00:34 UTC
Authornon, authornon, my joy and excitement at finding you are writing this outshines the sun itself. :O I love Phoenix' viewpoint in this, and the way he can't quite frame certain ideas in his mind. Seeing a skillfully written fanfic beginning to take shape is so fantastic. X3 OP may still be quietly hoping for the others to continue, but you've caught my imagination and I hope you only let it go when the very last sentence is written. <3

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Break The Sky ( 8 / ? ) anonymous August 31 2008, 04:03:20 UTC
HURRAH. :D OP approves! <3 ( ... )

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