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If there was one wish he could make, it would be so simple. A way to predict earthquakes. A strange wish to be sure, but one that would solve a serious issue. ~~ God, Edgeworth could be such a pain in the ass. Phoenix Wright could be a patient man, sure, it worked for him in court. The amount of complex and patient games he had undergone to keep his clients from wrongful convictions were numerous, but he always played them with ease. Being forced to run an incredibly basic errand for Edgeworth however, on a rare day there was no stressful case taking his time….made Wright quite irritable. Sure, he technically didn’t have to g

”Watch and learn kid, I’ll quiz ya later!” With a wave Peter was off, swinging towards Alchemax with ease. Biting back a yell, Miles sighed as he sagged back against a grouping of rocks. ”Why did I get stuck with that janky, old, broke hobo Spiderman?” He cursed, balling his hand into a fist and smacking it into the rock beside him. The resounding crack made him lift his mask, a grin crossing his face. ”Well that’s new!” Perhaps a second later there was the sound of a large car, too big to be one of the dozen cars parked down below. Frowning, Miles turned and slowly looked over the ridge, watch

Edward Nigma was not a good man. No, he was not in any sense of the word. He was insufferable and apathetic at best, demanding and sadistic at worst. Unless you brought up Waylon Jones. Ah, Waylon. Such a simple man who wanted to live a simple life. Yet fate found that it was not to be, giving Waylon a rather tough go at life. The fact that, despite the body of a monster that caused most of the world to shun him, Waylon still prevailed. His heart of gold was something to be admired, envied even, and you’d be damned to find a single Rogue who didn’t think as such. Waylon felt like the one string who held everyone tethered, the on

WHY DID SHE COME BACK FOR HIM?! Rex felt anger coursing through him as Emmet and Lucy reunited. Why did he get to be reunited with those who cared? Why did he get to hold Lucy and be so fucking happy. Rex wanted to scream at how unfair it was, about how he had missed his friends, and how he had felt so alone. Why did Emmet, this Emmet, get everything while he only got himself slowly beginning to disappear? The smile that he forced on his face hurt, his message of Emmet always remaining positive the last thing he remembered before there was white. That should have been it. No, as usual, Rex couldn’t just go without something going wro

There was nothing that could replace the feeling of the wind rushing past his face. Eyes always closed, the weight of gravity pulling him down and down and down was unlike anything he ever knew. The city always fell silent, as if watching the leather-clad body that fell from the tallest heights. The noises of horns, bells and millions of conversations would return when jet black webbing reached out, sending its user soaring into the skies. Peter Benjamin Parker felt like a god when he webbed around his city. Finally able to return to his work, Noir had snuck out to patrol the black and white city he called home. Children and adults alike we

“Come on Pete, let me see some action!” “Nope, you still have to recover.” Peter B. winced at the coffee cup tossed his way, catching it with ease. It had been about a week and a half since Noir had recovered enough to no longer need bedrest, but he was still weak. Peter B. had offered to help with the crime-fighting aspects, while Noir resumed the detective work side of things. At first, it had been received well, but now Noir seemed to be suffering cabin-fever, and it showed. He grew surlier as time passed, and forbade the younger three from visiting his dimension. “I can’t just...sit here! I need to be

“What's blue?” Miles Morales blinked, the question completely catching him off-guard. It was a lazy Sunday morning in Miles’s universe. Peni had created a stable way for the Spider-Family, as she called them, to visit each other without the worry of decay and glitching. They took to the ability with vigor, not a single one of them stating that being near each other waned away the loneliness. Despite the free ability, however, Noir seemed to be the one who shied away the most. He would be caught taking the occasional short trip, visiting Aunt May the most as his had been killed long ago. May had taken to the late night visi

Peter Parker of Earth-90214 had no idea what to think of the world he had been thrust into. One moment he was pursuing some gangsters with connections, the next he was slamming into a large electric billboard in the middle of Times Square. The cars and bustling people below were all strange, Peter quickly moving up and out of sight. The cover of night aided in his exploration, soon coming across a neighborhood that was all too familiar. The one house that had been his destination differed from all of the others on the street. An impossibly large group of people were surrounding a woman in the middle, murmuring prayers and words of comfort. It