Klapollo Stories

What happens when our favorite crew takes a vacation to Khura'in? Will Phoenix and Miles finally get the vacation they deserve? Will Apollo and Klavier reunite to find that perhaps this is more then a courtroom rivalry? Will Simon and Nayhuta help eachother through their hardships? (Wow this is cringe. I really need to work on my movie trailer language)

Klavier and Apollo have been dating for a few months now and they decide to have a few friends over. They all start singing karaoke, and Klavier decides to sing "Bad romance" with Apollo, but little did he know that Apollo could sing.

Ace Attorney but everyone has kids and familys! Blackmahdi have a daughter named Rivers and Junithena have a seven year old named Hope! Cute family fluff and other things!

What they're doing is no secret, by now. Klavier and Apollo are simply the latest in the generations of attorneys who have used recess time and empty closets for... less than model pursuits. Things don't usually go this wrong, though. (Klapollo, minimal sexual stuff, some cursing, mostly fluff) Oneshot

Tormented by recent events, Klavier and Apollo both independently attempt a therapeutic exercise. It's simple: they just have to write down the things they could never bring themselves to say aloud, record their most honest feelings in letters to each other that they'll never send. Turns out that their most honest feelings are more than either expected. Oneshot. Klapollo.

It's your boy, back at it again with the wholesome gays

Written for Klapollo Week 2021 with prompts set by @klapollo-week on Tumblr Day 2: Flowers Everyone loved the Gavin brothers, the resident sweethearts, local tattoo artists, frequent gifters of flowers, and breakers of hearts. Wherever they went, people flocked like birds whether it was for the prodigious Kristoph or to scamper with the younger Klavier. But, everyone needed a getaway. And for Klavier, that was at a small flower shop on the edge of town. He'd spend hours away from people in the quaint building, sketching flowers as practice and sketching images of its owner, unbeknownst, of course. Something stopped him from speaking so freely to Apollo Justice, the small man who worked about the haven of nature like some forest god. And he knew the longer he waited, the worse the silent suffering would become. He suffered before, and he would do it again. He liked the familiar pang of pain sometimes. He couldn't give that up for a stranger.

One blew away his worries with the sweet music playing from the instrument he held in his hand, singing the sad songs from his broken blue heart. One blew away his worries with locking himself in a cold, empty room, rocking himself on the edge of the bed, hugging himself, wishing it will all be over. They both had 1 thing in common; They hid themselves and their emotions with a simple smile and a simple lie. And they were both good at it. Wouldn't you be good at the one thing you've been doing all your life? (note: this fanfiction contains very sensitive topics, such as cutting, depression, etc. so if you cannot handle that easily, please click away D:)

Apollo was out visiting a crime scene, when a downpour starts. Of course, he doesn't have a car or know anybody available to drive him. By the time his coat has started getting wet, there's one person who is close enough to help him. Slight fluff, suggested smut, really awkward. Hope y'all enjoy :)

Phoenix's Wright didn't have much going for him but at least he has people he can rely on. Such as his secretary maya, his bumbling detective friend gumshoe and his childhood friend Edgeworth who he may or may not have a crush on...

i've only reached like,, the first case of Spirit of Justice so please go easy on me ajshsjd (yes im aware im late to the fandom lemme livE)

A Klapollo story one shot

I'm so fucking weak for these two, holy shit Klavier and Apollo are both students that share an apartment. Apollo stays awake and never gets a good night's rest. Klavier is done with that shit, and finally does something about it.

This is a sequel/companion story to Watercolor Thorns. In which Klavier mistakes a weed for a flower.

This is my first book so be nice 🥲

Written for Klapollo Week 2021 with prompts set by @klapollo-week on Tumblr. Day 6: Sleep Apollo can't sleep. He can't quiet his thoughts, the images, the memories. It's too much, and he can't sleep. So, he stays awake. He faces his past in these waking moments. And Klavier learns to cherish these times.

Two lawyers, one office. Sounds like a recipe for disaster in the legal sense. ----- "What are you doing here?" Was the first thing out of the red attorney's mouth as he stared in surprise at the prosecutor on the agency's doorstep. "Why, Herr Forehead, what a warm welcome you've given me- even after I came all this way to see you," the flashy prosecutor replied, that annoyingly bright smile on his face as he let himself into the office. "Yeah, okay, hi- now what are you doing here?" Apollo rephrased with a grumble, shutting the door a bit harshly after the man sauntered in. ----- (Does the world really need another Klavier dropping by the agency fic? Well idk but it's happening anyways.)

Miles wants to propose to Phoenix. Franziska and Trucy want to help in any way they can. Even if his idea is borderline insane. Phoenix x Edgeworth Franziska x Adrian Hints of Franziska x Maya and Klavier x Apollo Future Trucy x Vera