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the-bar-sinister · 20 hours
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What the hell is wrong with Kristoph Gavin?? (headcanons)
cptsd and potential bpd due to neglect, abuse and parentification by his parents
tyrannical, angry famous defense attorney father, dismissive, neglectful socialite mother
neglected as a young child and raised himself as an early reader. Straight As and "a joy to have in class. always polite" 
Polite due to terror of setting off his father's temper, well spoken due to voracious reading as escapism.
learned to manipulate people without asking directly for what he wants in order to get any kind of positive attention from his father or mother
parentified and put in charge of raising Klavier as soon as Klavier arrived.
golden child/scapegoat dynamic enforced by their parents which Kristoph hates. Tried unsuccessfully to protect Klavier from their parents' anger– by always pushing Klavier to do better to measure up to their expectations.
Constant attention seeking due to neglect as a child. 
Obsessed with keeping up appearances due to the fear as soon as people have a negative perception of you they'll leave or destroy you.
"the law is absolute" in that if you don't get caught, you haven't broken the law. Constantly had to evade and manipulate and loophole his father's tyrannical rules in order to avoid being punished for minor and abusive reasons.
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frost-faerie · 5 months
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Ace Attorney Textposts: Klavier Edition!
because i love and miss klavier gavin
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laughing-moonlight · 2 months
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Apollo: Uh, Klavier? Aren't you supposed to be babysitting Mr Gavin?
Klavier: Oh, mein bruder doesn't need my help. He's over there dazzling some psychologists
Apollo: Oh god
*Meanwhile*
Kristoph: All men are at least 30% attracted to me
Kristoph: My Mother cried the day I was born because she knew she would never be better than me
Kristoph: At any given moment, I'm thinking about one thing. Phoenix Wright hunkered over eating dog food
Kristoph: I feel like I'm the Paris of people
Athena: Complete overlap of ego and id. It's been theorized, but I never thought I'd see it
Kristoph: I'm exquisite
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Ok actually you know what? I have more emotions about this.
The way that aa consistently portrays the influence that characters have on each other is incredible. But more than that, the way that it portrays the influence of horrible, awful characters on characters who fight to be morally good is so fucking important to me. I’ve written about this before—it’s woven throughout the games. Kristoph’s heavy influence on Phoenix during the seven year gap. Klavier slamming his fist against the wall. Franziska clutching her arm. But I think the most fundamental and impressive example is, of course, Miles.
Miles never takes off the caravat. His gestures, even if they’re toned down from Bratworth, are still very clearly derived from von Karma’s courtroom behavior. Everything he does is visibly shaped by the man who abused him and his sister, who murdered his father and framed him for murder. And it always will be. He is, as much as Franziska, von Karma’s living legacy.
And—let me say—that is fucking tragic. It’s horrifying. They shouldn’t have to go through that. But.
It is so important to me. AA shows us how these characters don’t need to shed every single resemblance in order to heal. Miles wears the caravat while he works and struggles and questions and ultimately becomes something greater and kinder than what was given to him. Von Karma’s legacy is Franziska and Miles Edgeworth—isn’t that hilarious? Isn’t that amazing? Hell, even the von Karma name quickly becomes associated with Franziska over her father, just like “Gavin” becomes Klavier instead of Kristoph. Klavier “air guitar in a courtroom” Gavin is Kristoph’s living legacy. And guess what? He’s one cool, levelheaded prosecution attorney.
this always reminds me of luke skywalker saying “I am a Jedi like my father before me” (no that didn’t rewrite my brain as a kid in a shitty family, why do you ask?). For him to say that to darth vader, after multiple people have expressed fear that he will turn to the Dark Side…it means: I have seen the legacy you want me to have. I know what you want me to become. But that’s not the lesson I’m taking from you. You were cruel. Lesson learned: be kind.
AA shows us how characters who were fundamentally shaped by horrible people are able to twist that influence to their own ends and heal and thrive. Makes me emotional man
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box-dwelling · 8 months
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There's something interesting about how Klaviers court room quirk is air guitar.
Like all the other procecutors cause some form of harm . Franziska whips people, Godot throws his coffee, Blackquill sets Taka on people, Edgeworth is vicious with his retorts (that's the weakest of these because I'm like 90% sure phoenix just considers it foreplay) but Klavier does something that requires no physical contact with anything. He doesn't even touch an object. He's not cruel, he's not destructive, he's creative. It's something he very much does just for himself. And it maybe it causes him to be taken less seriously but its something that's can'tbe taken from him. I just find that so interesting.
A lot of AA characters have arcs about not continuing the cycle of abuse but he is maybe the most admirable example of that. He won't hurt anyone. He won't touch anything, he'll just celebrate doing well in a way that's souly for him with something he loves and force himself to recognise his success and acknowledge it.
We don't get a lot of Gavin brother interactions but the ones we do show that Kristoph belittling him and his achievements and making him doubt his own worthiness. And I love that he fights that influence by reassuring himself of his own successes in a way that can't be taken from him. Kristoph could take away his guitar, but as long as he still has his hands he can play his air guitar and know he's doing well and doing the right thing. Do you get what I mean?
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rinchdressing · 1 year
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effen-draws · 2 years
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I finished playing aa4 this week and MAN what a good last case! Kristoph truly lives up to previous great aa villains!
Also here have a few alts because you know how I am:
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lcalc · 1 year
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Kids and their family!
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runby2 · 2 months
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he's gone now
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frogs-in3-hills · 2 years
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AA siblings week day six:
opposites
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frost-faerie · 6 months
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No no you guys aren't getting it. Klavier and Ema bonding over their siblings that maybe kinda traumatised them a little (one more than the other but)
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cenviswasteland · 1 month
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Do you guys ever think about how much Klavier Gavin loses over the course of AA4?
-- Hella spoilers for Apollo Justice (AA4). Go play it, it's a masterpiece. --
Where is Klavier during 4-1? Probably preparing for a show, knowing him. How does he learn about what happens to his brother? Who tells him? Not Kristoph, he's already been taken away. Is it his family? Is it Daryan? Or does he find out from the paparazzi after his set is done, all shouting at him "Klavier! Klavier, do you have a statement on your brother's arrest?"
I wonder what happens in the in-between. Does he go to Kristoph, demanding the "what happened" and the "why did you do it"? Does he get anything? Or does Kristoph just stare back and give him vague explanations that mean nothing in the grand scheme of it all? Does Klavier beg for the answers he doesn't get? Does he cry? Does Kristoph just stare back, knowing that eventually Klavier will give up like he always does?
Klavier is so flashy in 4-2. I wonder if it's a front. I wonder if it's the hasty bandage wrapped over the aching, still-bleeding wound. After all, he's up against the same defense attorney that got Kristoph arrested. And that attorney is good at what he does. In a way, that's its own loss. It means that Kristoph's arrest wasn't a mistake. There's no way that Justice screwed up. Kristoph killed a man in cold blood, with almost no motive. And Klavier is just expected to move on. His brother is a monster. Move on.
I'm almost certain he starts confiding in Daryan in the in-between. "I dont know what to do." "He wouldn't talk to me." "I need to cut my hair now." "I can't look at myself." "He was arrested, Daryan. He killed someone, Daryan." "I look like him!" "I don't know him at all anymore!" "What do I do? What do I do?!" "I hate seeing him when I look at myself." "I miss him." "I look just like him!!" over and over and over. It's him putting his head in his hands, desperate to block out the vision. It's the "C'mon, Klav, we've got a show soon," as Daryan carefully turns him away from the dressing room mirror.
So what happens in 4-3, when Klavier starts to piece together the case? What happens to Klavier when he realizes, in time with Justice, that the shoulder he'd replaced his brother with did the same thing? What happens as Klavier watches Daryan break down on the witness stand? What happens as Klavier watches him get led away in handcuffs? What happens now that Klavier is completely, utterly alone? He can't confide in his murderer brother. He can't confide in his murderer bandmate. Who else does he even have?
…Justice? Apollo Justice, the man who got them both arrested? The man who pulled every little secret from the cases, who pointed the blame to them? Apollo Justice, the one that remains at the end of the trial, when the dust settles? The one who looks so proud of himself as he tears apart every person Klavier loves?
He can't take it. He can't take any of it. He hates the way he looks at himself in the mirror every morning, shaking off the sudden twinge of fear that he looks too much like his brother. He takes up smoking again, something he hadn't touched since turning the Gavineers into a serious endeavor. But the Gavineers don't matter much now, do they? He stops trying to get answers out of Kristoph. He does his best to not think about Daryan. He just wants to be left alone. He just wants to put his pieces back together. He can't get himself to pick up his guitars-- he nearly considers getting the ones in his office shipped off to a storage facility. Instead, he covers the case with bedsheets like he's a child again, and he starts safety-pinning newspaper clippings and red string to it. Maybe if he does enough digging, he'll be able to find out why Kristoph did what he did. Maybe, if he tries hard enough, he can shove the right evidence in Kristoph's face. Maybe, if he just does more, he'll be able to talk to his brother again.
It consumes him. He talks to no one. He barely goes home-- instead, he stays up for days at a time and collapses in his chair when his body succumbs to the exhaustion. He lives almost entirely off of coffee and cigarettes and whatever snacks are in the prosecutors' office break room. He looks awful. He feels awful. He stops making progress after a certain point, just falling into this awful, awful spiral of hatred and guilt and shame.
And it's nearly a miracle when Phoenix Wright comes to his office, asking him to help test a new trial system. He accepts without a second thought, not even bothering to check what case it was.
Oh, 4-4. Oh, when Klavier realizes with mounting horror what he's gotten himself into. When Klavier figures out that not only is his brother a murderer, he's a serial murderer. Kristoph has a seemingly never-ending web of lies, plots, schemes, and the like. And there's Apollo Justice, and himself, working in awful tandem to tear it all apart. Justice doesn't even realize that he's pulling Klavier apart at the same time, does he?
Klavier keeps looking at Kristoph, begging for any kind of retort. Any truth that can cut down Justice's line of logic. That retort doesn't come. The family closet's been full and shut for a long time, and now suddenly it's all being pulled out to the tune of "Objection!"
It's sick. It's an awful nightmare. He's not waking up from it.
Klavier is stronger than a lot of people give him credit for. But he's not strong enough for all this.
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After the events of aa4 klavier releases a single called “Dead Brother Rock.” It tops the charts for weeks. Kristoph isn’t even dead yet
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doctorsiren · 1 month
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His face curved into a smirk as he closed up shop for the day, the bright, flickering green and gold lights of the subway powering down for the night. Usually they’d remain on for a few more hours, to give hope to those who hadn’t prepared dinner that night for a tasty, maybe-healthy sandwich, but that’d for sure lead to bad things on this specific night.
He was suprised he’d been able to keep shop open this long. He’d not long gotten his law degree, joining his siblings in their pursuit of justice- or lack thereof, for two of the three brothers. He was often busy tending to paperwork, but always tried to find time to run his subway shop. He was the only employee after all. On rush hour that’d be a weakness, but tonight it was a blessing.
He tugged a fabric sign embedded with the shop’s logo inside, his dark green shoes making a tapping noise on the tiles. He wondered if his footsteps were audible to those trapped below. Perhaps the attorneys thought he was mocking them. He was a little petty like that, admitted.
He did a little tap dance on the spot, making sure to let the soles of his feet hit the floor. Then he waited, silent. A few moments of nothing, and then a distant scream of fury erupted from below the floor, followed by a pained yell that he could faintly make out as someone telling their companion to stop or their ears would start bleeding. Country snickered to himself, grabbing a pair of keys with a picture of a tiny man wearing a bandana. He locked the door, and closed it behind him.
The unadulterated joy this brought me. I read the first line and immediately knew what it was going to be and I started laughing so hard I was crying. Luckily, I am the only one home in the dorm right now but THIS
THIS is perfection
It’s beautiful
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laughing-moonlight · 7 days
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I know it's been said before but:
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This is it. This is them.
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♡ ~ These Barbies are Lawyers ~ ♡
(This Barbie is a Murderer & This Barbie is a Rockstar but thats not important right now)
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