Dickgumshoe Stories

a very ace new year in ace town

There's a new attorney named Ari, who will help people along with Phoenix Wright and Maya Fey. This 3 will be finding a lot of cases and murderers along their ways. If you want to know about wants going to happened, go read this story because it's about to begin...

In a city full of duels and guild wars, only one can end the disaster. But what's the point of the story, if their hope vanished before the sun rises?

(SPOILERS FOR MAIN TRILOGY) All throughout his life, Phoenix carries the curse of being a hopeless romantic. Despite the many he has worked to win over, one pushes the limits farther than he ever dreamed that he would go. Once the rejection becomes too much to bear, Phoenix takes a chance to alter his nature. For nothing is impossible in the eyes of a hopeless lover. (Written in January 2021)

Im not sure how'd this work, but we can figure it out together!

Yes, I'm reposting my old AA oneshot, now with an actual title. Because I'm bored and want to connect with the AA fandom again. Updates are most definitely infrequent since I lack ideas.

Plz gumwright/gumwrightworth stans, do not come here for juice, I think my friend and I are joking around too much for this to be a genuinely good fic but at the same time we're putting in too much effort for it to be crack (also it's def not canon compliant rip)

I made this Ace Attorney fanfic for school. It was supposed to follow the theme of cooperation but I am bad at writing stories that follow themes unless it is painfully obvious. Anyhow, I hope you enjoy this shitpost. :)

Daisy Wright was three years old when her dad, Phoenix, became a defense attorney. It was also when she started seeing ghosts.

𝑷𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑹𝒀. ( /ˈpeɪstri/ ) 1 : 𝑨 𝑫𝑶𝑼𝑮𝑯 𝑶𝑭 𝑭𝑳𝑶𝑼𝑹, 𝑭𝑨𝑻, 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑾𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑹, 𝑼𝑺𝑬𝑫 𝑨𝑺 𝑨 𝑩𝑨𝑺𝑬 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑪𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑰𝑵 𝑩𝑨𝑲𝑹𝑫 𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑺 𝑺𝑼𝑪𝑯 𝑨𝑺 𝑷𝑰𝑬𝑺. "𝑺𝑷𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑰𝑿𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑬 𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑹𝒀" 2 : 𝑨𝑵 𝑰𝑻𝑬𝑴 𝑶𝑭 𝑭𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑺𝑰𝑫𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑶𝑭 𝑺𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑻 𝑷𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑹𝒀 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑨 𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑴, 𝑱𝑨𝑴, 𝑶𝑹 𝑭𝑹𝑼𝑰𝑻 𝑭𝑰𝑳𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮. 𝑷𝑳𝑼𝑹𝑨𝑳 𝑵𝑶𝑼𝑵 : pastries "𝑩𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑳𝒀 𝑪𝑶𝑳𝑶𝑼𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑪𝑨𝑲𝑬𝑫 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑷𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺" © 𝑴𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆𝑮𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒏𝑯𝒂𝒍𝒐 ✧ ─ 2021. ✧ ─ 𝑭𝑳𝑼𝑭𝑭, 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻. → 𝑰𝑵𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑻𝑬 ✦▕ .____________ 𝄢𝄪𝄒♧ ◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤ 𝑨𝑪𝑬 𝑨𝑻𝑻𝑶𝑹𝑵𝑬𝒀 𝑿 𝑴 :: 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

Miles Edgeworth is a prosecutor, a perfect man with no flaws. Who was raised over the Von Karma's household to become the most perfect and best prosecutor known to man. Became a prodigy at the age of 21 and has never lost a case ever (expect those times with 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓷...) But besides that, he's perfect and heavily busy. Especially now ever since he's become the Chief Prosecutor. He never became very interested with romance or having relationships with any women. It was useless and stupid to him. "Having romantic relationships will only distract you from your work!" Is what his mentor once said to him. So what happens when the white haired defendant that got the not guilty verdict (as always) suddenly meets him in the prosecutor lobby? What would he do if he suddenly catches feelings for him?... 5/3/24 -

Godot is trying to figure out who broke his coffee machine.

Four years have passed since the events of DL-6 when Yanni Yogi was shot and killed by Blaise Debeste. Nick is worried about his friends splitting apart only a few months before he is supposed to be adopted by his new father Pat Roland aka the Phantom. He still intends on taking on his family legacy and save his father, but not before making sure his friends will stick together through their biggest battle called puberty and Middle School. That means skipping school, going to a pool park and perhaps having a heart to heart talk with his biological father, Shelly de Killer. Followup to Turnabout Enemies What-if DL-6 (if Yanni Yogi was shot instead of Gregory Edgeworth)

How would hot married DILF's Phoenix Wright and Miles Edgeworth, who think being a stay at home mom is SO easy compared to their oh-so-hard lawyer jobs, handle themselves if their wives decided to teach them the ultimate lesson, and skip out on them for a wild night out on the town - leaving them to (de)fend for themselves against their children? Simple! After all, they handle crazies and murderers - how hard can four kids, under the age of 5 be, WRIGHT? But being Ace Daddies is the ULTIMATE test... will they wind up eating their words? Set post-SOJ *cover art done by allamanda29 with her love and blessings

An alternate to The Forgotten Turnabout. "Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! That's impossible, y'know. For all of you. I mean, just where could I possibly have a burn mark? It's nowhere to be found, y'see! There's no evidence to prove that I'm the culprit, y'know." "Th-That's right! There's no contradiction at all! There's no way there can be a contradiction! Not for my Pops...!" "OBJECTION!" "...Sebastian. I understand why you don't want to admit it. However... if you avert your eyes from the truth, you will regret it forever." "! P-Pops... I... Just what should I do...!?" "...Take off your gloves Sebastian," "B-but Pops-you know th-that-" "You seem to have forgotten that Crane wasn't the only one with burns here, y'know? Even if Faraday didn't have the key card to get into the room, that doesn't mean someone else who wasn't supposed to have it couldn't have stolen it. Y'see?" "What are you possibly trying to im... Imply?" "I said take off your gloves Sebastian... Why're you such an idiot, y'know?" Sebastian stares shakily at his father, the tears already streaming then back at his shaking hands, ah, he saw what was going on now. But now he couldn't run from it or else he'd look just as guilty as his father did. Shakily, one finger after another he plucked off the glove's fingers until it was safe to slide off in one go. His vision- thankfully- blurred in tears so when he pulled it off, sniffling, his breath hitching, he couldn't see the molted skin but instead only hear the range of reactions around the courtroom instead varying from terror to disgust to shock. God, maybe he really was a disgusting idiot.

Erm WrightWorth fanfic because my heart aches when I think of them.

When I look at Wright I could tell him how I feel. It's not what I've been taught to do, all of this is unacceptable and unnecessary. I can't deny that he's the only person who truly made me think about what it means to truly be a prosecutor. I can't deny that he also seems to like me. (Cover art by me)