Since we were talking about Ace attorney the other day, @zeepuri digged up some memories of the Tenipuri crossover. This led to me either doing :”Making a sprite for Bane because he’s the only Rokkaku I haven’t drawn yet” or “fuck it all and do some selfindulgent Icchan/Aoi revamp”. I chose the latter (sorry Bane).
So in this AU, where Ojii got “murdered”, Aoi is of course a super important witness, since 50% of his life is spent with the old man. I still can’t decide who would be the most annoying witness, but he’s up there. He would totally reinvent his story to sound super cool And it just turns out he’s a nice, loud kiddo at the wrong moment at the wrong time.
Relevance of statements: 3/10 Trustworthiness: 5/10 Headache: 8/10
“Can the witness please leave the yelling to the lawyers,”
Summary: Bucky finds out one of his old gal friends is in town and was invited to hang out. But reader has a bad history with her since she too loved Bucky so she wants to come along, but Bucky doesn’t think that it is a good idea. This leads to an argument that doesn’t end with tears of happiness.
Justice has been served to you on a silver platter. Bon Appetit!
“Bucky! Bucky, wake up!” Steve couldn’t believe this. Bucky’s nightmares had come back, but they weren’t about him being back at Hydra headquarters…They were about Y/N. And it was always the same thing, Y/N walking out of the door, Bucky trying to stop her, but he can’t move. Or her coming back with his son or daughter and them resenting him for what he did to Y/N. Bucky said they would say things like, “Maybe if you hadn’t told mom you didn’t love her anymore you could’ve seen my first steps, or heard my first words” or “I got married Dad and you weren’t there to walk me down the aisle”.
These dreams were killing Bucky slowly, and all Steve could do was stand by and watch his best friend be consumed by his fears once again. Of course Steve had thought that his friend was stupid for leaving things the way he did, but he thought that they would work it out. Y/N has been gone for five months now, god knows where she is but Bucky has barely been able to sleep, eat, or even talk. He had been looking for Y/N every day, trying to figure out where she’d gone, to no avail. Steve would have to be the one to tell Bucky that it was time to call it quits, sometimes he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Steve also had to make sure that Bucky showered regularly, sometimes he would have to stay in the bathroom with him with his face to the door just to make sure Bucky was actually cleaning himself. The whole team (not including Wanda or Natasha since they’re still pissed at Bucky for what happened) has been trying to cheer him up, trying to get him back into missions with them, or even a simple movie night, but nothing worked.
You made it to the bridge, though the hypospray was starting
to wear off. There was now ringing in
your ears from what you were certain was the concussion. However, you held onto the wall as you walked
out of the turbolift. The crew on the
bridge looked similar to that of sickbay.
They were scrambling around looking for answers on what was going
on. Commander Spock was the first to
notice you. “Lieutenant is there a
reason you are on the bridge. That wound
on your head needs medical attention. I
suggest you proceed to…” You stopped him
before he went further. Jim turning
around from his chair, jumping up as soon as he saw it was you.
“[Y/N], what are you doing?
I thought you were going to the sickbay.” As you shook your head, another wave of dizziness
flared. But you did not let it stop you.
“I went and Doctor McCoy looked at me but I heard something
one of the crew said so I had to get to you.
I have worked directly radiation for the last two years. I have studied it my whole career. All these things that are happening are
related. You have to adjust the sensors to search for
iodized radiation. If this sector had a super
nova in the last decade, there may be rare pockets of iodized radiation. These pockets can develop into anomalies that
can pretty much wipe out the energy on a ship.
Say pull a ship from warp…” Commander
Spock and Jim stood there in silence for a moment. They looked at each other then looked back at
“Why haven’t we heard about this type of thing before?” Jim asked quickly, his hands on his hips.
“It’s a rare occurrence.
However, it is discussed in the science circles. It’s called a Borden Anomaly. An explorer many years ago documented it
after the nova in the Dramen System. It
has only been seen a handful of times.
Documented at least. I wouldn’t
be surprised if there were ships lost to them that we don’t know about.” Jim looked conflicted but nodded to you.
“Show Spock what needs to be done.” Spock motioned for you to move to the closest
terminal for you to begin your calibrations.
“Kirk to McCoy. Do you have a
minute to come to the bridge and treat a wayward science officer before she
tries to die on my bridge?” You glanced
over your shoulder noticing Jim looking at you with a raised brow. As if to challenge you to disagree. With a sigh, you turned back to the terminal
and got to work.
“That wayward science officer snuck out of my sickbay. She needs to return so I can treat her
properly.” McCoy sounded irritated with
his terse response. You cringed in your
chair but you continued.
“As much as I would love to drag her down to the sickbay,
she is in the process of saving the ship.
So I will give her some leeway.
Come on Bones just get up here.”
“Damn it. Fine, I am
on my way. It’s your problem if she dies
before I get there.” You rolled your eyes,
which did not help the dizziness, but you refused to die. It was just a concussion, and you had too
much work to do. The calibrations took a
few minutes to complete. Once finished
you moved over to work with the science officer already stationed there to get
the scans started. Doctor McCoy strolled
onto the bridge with kit in hand. You
could feel him glaring at the back of your head. “Do you need another hypo? That last one probably wore off by now.”
Turning to look at him with a small smile. “Yes please.
I have been dizzy and my ears have been ringing since I got up here.” The doctor sighed, shaking his head at you.
“Damn woman. You don’t
understand how serious that head injury is.
I can only treat symptoms here. I
need to get you back to the sickbay to treat the rest of it.” With the tricorder in hand, he waved it over
“I do understand. But
we have to get the ship out of this situation.
Let me do what I need to and I swear I will go back to the sickbay.” It was then Jim had gotten up from his chair,
walking over to place a hand on Doctor McCoy’s shoulder.
“Bones do what you can and let her finish. If she can’t get this figured out then I don’t
know what will happen to the rest of the crew.”
Jim looked over at you giving a half smile. He looked concerned and you knew the only way
to fix that was to finish the scans.
“Alright. Do whatever
it is you are doing. But I am staying
here until you finish and then I am going to drag you back there myself. Got it?”
You nodded as the smile grew on your face.
“Yes, sir.” The scans
took longer than you had anticipated as some of the sensors had been damaged
when the ship was pulled from warp.
During that time as you worked with the other science officer, Doctor
McCoy gave you another hypospray and monitored you closely. The bridge was far quieter than it had been
when you arrived earlier. There were the
hushed conversations you could hear in the periphery as you worked. Any other time it would have made you nervous
but now the ship and its crew were in danger and you hoped that you were able
to prevent anything worse from happening.
The last of the readings came in and were compiled. You read over the information falling back
into the chair with a sigh. “What is it,
[Y/N]?” Jim asked as he moved up behind
“I was able to map out the anomaly. However, it is twice the size that I
expected. Meaning we are directly in the
middle of it, of course. It explains the
odd readings and the crew sickness. We
are completely surrounded by it. There
is no way to go to warp while we are still inside. I do not do those type of calculations
considering I am not an engineer, but at subwarp, it is going to take us a
while. And that is only if we can figure
out a way to get this thing moving without damaging the rest of the ship.” A younger looking officer popped up from the
front of the bridge.
“Keptin, vhat if we recalibrate zee deflectors and zee
shields for zis type of radiation. In theory,
zis could repel zee radiation. Zhen zee
ship could use auxiliary power to move out of zee anomaly.” Jim looked back at you with a raised
“Think this could work?”
“It sounds like a solid theory. You will have to get with engineering to see
if it’s possible. I can compile what I
have so they can get started.” He nodded
at you, a look of hope on his face.
“Chekov, get down to Scotty.
Tell him what we came up with and see if he can do it. Use Lieutenant [Y/L/N]’s information to make
the changes.” The young man nodded and
ran off the bridge. You took a long breath, feeling as though a large weight
was lifting. A look around the bridge
gave you the same feeling from everyone else.
Jim walked over to you, touching your head lightly, looking at the still
bloodied gash on your forehead. “Let
Bones take you to the sickbay. You need
to get fixed up. I will come check on
you in a little while.”
“All right. I will go
this time. Let me know if they need any
further help.” He laughed quietly.
“Just go and have Bones treat you. I will let you know if you are needed for
anything else once you are healed.” You
let doctor escort you to the turbolift.
Leaning back against the wall as it descended floors, Doctor McCoy
looked over at you.
“He cares about you, you know.” Opening your eyes to look at him you were
afraid to speak. “Jim does. He cares about you. You don’t know him as I do. He was scared about your safety while you
were working.” That was not what you had
expected to hear. You were surprised to
say the least.
“I care about him too.
I did not want to let him down or something happen to the crew. If he survived he would never forgive
himself.” The man before you laughed as
he looked down at the deck.
“Maybe you do know him a bit.” The rest of the trip was silent as you thought
about what had transpired. A sharp flash
of pain torn through your head as the doors of the turbolift opened. If Doctor McCoy had not been there to catch
your arm you would have fallen to the floor.
Your vision was fading to black as it felt like your head was going to
burst. A cry of pain escaping your lips. “Lieutenant?
[Y/N]? Talk to me. What are you feeling?”
“It hurts…oh God… my head. I can’t see..”
You lost consciousness at that point.
Doctor McCoy lifted you in his arms, almost running with your limp body
into the sickbay.
“Christine clear exam two.
I think she has a subdural bleed.”
The medical team stepping up to take care of the woman who had pretty
much saved their ship and all their lives.
Look I love Russel Hobbs but it makes me uncomfortable the way people talk about him like, in a weirdly infantilizing way? Like “look at my precious boy, my lorge FAT POC baby uwuwuwuw” it’s weird?? I don’t see people talking about any of the other band members that way and it’s something I’ve seen a lot with specifically fat characters of color. They’re not fucking babies???