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“That was… not relevant…at all.”

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,”

Suprise Part 3

Bucky x Reader

Warnings: mentions of blood, bombs, fluff

Word count: 3,756

Y/N = your name

E/C = eye color

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.

Part one  Part two

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.

Keep reading

Time for a change, part 4

Pairing: Jim Kirk x Reader

Word Count: 1600

Warning: McCoy being McCoy

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3

 

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 you.

“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 your head.

“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 your chair.  

“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 brow.  

“Think this could work?” You shrugged.

“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.

Part 5

Tag list:  @feelmyroarrrr  @bolontiku  @aquabrie  @random-fandom-lady  @the-witching-hours12-3

The Walk

Well, I have a few reasons for this.

One is that I submitted it to rouge and she never posted.

Two is that it’s already been up in my Wattpad account.

So I’m posting this here now.

Gonna skip The Dream Part 2. It’s not really related to our plot.

But soon. I promise. The Dream Part 2 will come.

Soon.

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Snazzy rubbed his eyes and stretched. Does Xahji’s family do this often?

It’s too early for a morning walk.

He yawned as he left the bed. Xahji already went to the bathroom a few minutes ago.

“Hope she comes out soon.” He said to himself.

Just then, Snazzy heard a knock from the bathroom.

“Huh?” He wondered.

“Snazzy, do me a favor please?” She called out.

“What is it, Xahji?”

“Can you…. Um….” She fiddled with her fingers in the bathroom, blushing a bit. How will she tell him anyways?

“Can I what?” He asks her.

“Ne-nevermind.” Xahji shouted. What ever favor she was gonna say, she didn’t continue.

“Ok. Call me again if you need me.” Snazzy shouted back.

Xahji went back to the shower. She doesn’t want to ask him that anyways. It’s too embarrassing. If he knew…. He might leave her.

The thought alone scares her.

Snazzy sighed in impatience because Xahji has been in the bath for 5 minutes since she called. He sighed again.

“What’s taking her so long?” He murmured to no one in particular.

And just on time, Xahji opened the bathroom door.

Still in robes.

“It’s your turn, Zee.” Xahji looked at the side.

“S-sure.” Snazzy answered back and walked past her to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Xahji has already finished putting on her clothes.

“Xahji?” Goth knocked on the door. He’s holding clothes of some sort.

“Y-yeah?” Xahji immediately answered. She opened the door to reveal her brother with a scowl on his face.

“Give this to him.” He handed out the clothes which Xahji took.

“Your old track suit?” She asked.

“Yup.”

“Why?”

“He would need clothes to use in running.” He told her.

“Oh. I’ll go give it to him.” Xahji was gonna close the door but Goth’s hand stopped her from doing so.

“G-goth?” She asked, looking up at him. “Anything else?”

“Nothing just…. Hurry up, ok?” Goth told her, his voice back to it’s soft tone.

“Ok.” Xahji nodded and closed the doors. But when she turned around, she saw Snazzy out already but with no clothes on. Only the towel wrapped around his waist.

“You’re done?” She asked him.

Snazzy blushed a bit. He’s not so used to showing his bare ribs to a girl.

“Zee?” Xahji tilted her head a bit to the side.

“Um…  Y-yeah. I’m done.” He answered quickly.

“Good. Here you go.” She handed him the clothes that Goth gave her.

“T-thanks. Who gave this?” Snazzy took the clothes from Xahji.

“Goth did. He wanted me to give this to you so you have something to wear.” Xahji smiled.

“This is the second time he let me wear his clothes.” Snazzy stated.

“Yeah. He must trust you a lot.” Xahji looked at the side.

Xahji just don’t get it. It’s impossible for someone to trust a person they hate before that easily. Maybe because Snazzy saved her?

“Xahji?” She snapped back ro reality, Snazzy shaking her a little.

“I’m fine. Now go get changed.” Xahji told him. Snazzy nodded. He headed to the bathroom again to change.

She looked around noticed that the clothes he had on yesterday were nowhere in the room. Except for his jacket that is on the bed.

‘His jacket is still here atleast.’ Xahji thought.

She took the jacket. She sat on the bed and buried her face on his jacket.

She can still smell the scent of Snazzy here.

The smell was addicting. Almost like a drug to Xahji. She inhaled it again to smell more. But she had to refrain. She has to stop before Snazzy sees-

“Xahji?”

-her.

Snazzy was at the bathroom doorway, fully clothed. Xahji blushed brightly as the atmosphere had gone very awkwardly silent.

“Sna-snazzy I-” she started but he cut her off.

“No, no. I understand. You love my jacket and you wanted to smell it so sure. If it comforts you, go ahead.” Snazzy said, looking at Xahji, blushing a bit.

“N-no, that wasn’t my intention! I-I just…” Xahji stood up, still holding the jacket in her left hand. “I’m sorry you had to see that.” She looked down in shame.

The room became silent again. Snazzy sighed and walked over to Xahji.

“I’m not judging you, Xahji.” He held her cheek with his left hand while his right hand slowly slided down her arm.

“Y-you’re not?” She assured. He must be joking, right?

He gripped the jacket in her hand. She noticed of course so she let go. She’s still blushing from the closeness.

He gulped and slowly, he was closing the gap between them.

Not until Geno bursted through the door.

“Hey, kids! Ready for our morning…. Walk?” His enthusiasm faded a bit on the last part.

“Dad!” Xahji pushed Snazzy away by the face.

“Were we interrupting something?” Palette peeked from behind Geno.

“Palette?! What are you doing here?” Xahji wondered.

“Goth invited me. It’s not like this is the first time I walked with you.” He told her.

“Y-yeah but still.” She said.

“You didn’t have to push me, y'know.” Snazzy rubbed his face.

“S-sorry, Zee.” Xahji apologized.

“What is he doing here?” Palette asked Reaper.

“Oh! He’s Xahji’s boyfriend!” Reaper said, smiling.

“But didn’t he ma-” whatever Palette was gonna say, Goth stopped him.

“He what?” Geno asked.

“Oh, nothing dad. Palette thought he was someone else.” Goth reasoned. Palette looked at him. Goth let go of him.

“I see. So, you two ready?” Geno asked.

“Yep! Totally ready.” Snazzy nodded.

“Let’s go, then.” Goth led everyone out, holding Palette’s hand, of course.

On the way out, Xahji held onto Snazzy with the same bear grip she had last night but this time, he holds onto her as well. Both of them are still anxious about what happened.

Everything was going well until Xahji saw a familiar alley.

Her face suddenly turned pale at the sight of it.

“Xahji?” Snazzy questioned when she stopped.

Her parents, Goth and Palette also looked at them.

“Something wrong, sweety?” Reaper talked and approached them.

Xahji felt flashbacks of that horrible feeling. She felt helpless and scared. She hated it.

Tears started running down her face. Snazzy noticed and recognized the alley immediately.

Snazzy quickly hugged Xahji and patted her back to calm her down.

“What’s wrong, Xahji?” Geno asked.

He just recieved silence as an answer.

“What’s wrong with her?” Geno asked Snazzy instead.

“This is the place where…. Last night…. Happened….” Snazzy looked at Xahji with worried eyes.

“Oh… I see… We gotta change our normal route next time, Hon.” Reaper told Geno.

“I agree.” Goth told them. “If it’s for Xahji.”

Snazzy nodded.

“Let’s continue then.” Palette informed everyone. “We don’t want to stay here, do we?”

“Sure.” Geno told him.

They continue their walk. With small chats and conversations. Nobody actually expected 'them’ to suddenly fall down the sky.

“So, are there any routes that we can use to avoid that alley?” Goth asked his Mom.

“Yeah. We can go through B street and turn left at Point X then turn another left on Shawn intersection. Then we will be back to our original route.” Reaper pointed at the map he is holding.

“Great. The walk may be shorter but at least we can be home sooner.” Geno told them.

All of them agreed.

“What do we do with Snazzy though? I’m pretty sure Xahji won’t let him out of her sight.” Palette looked back at Xahji and Snazzy who were talking to each other.

“You have a point.” Goth nodded.

“Hm…. What about-” Palette started.

Geno stopped him. “Wait.” Everyone stopped walking, even Xahji and Snazzy.

“D-dad?” Xahji asked.

“Do you hear that?” Geno asked everyone.

“Hear what?” Snazzy started to take a defensive stance.

There was a moment of silence until they heard someone screaming?

“M….. A…. Mo…. A…ay…. Move away!” They all looked up to the sky and saw someone in white falling. It looked like a white monsters of some sort.

“The heck?” Snazzy raisee his eye brow. Soon enough, the white is starting to become more clearer.

“G-gothy..? What’s that?” Palette asked, pointing at them.

“I… Dunno…” Goth answered back.

The person kept screaming. It was becoming clear that it was a skeleton.

They were too weirded out so they all stepped aside.

The unidentified falling person closed his eyes and prepared for impact.

Gladly, he floated, his just about less than an inch above the ground.

He let out a sigh of relief but…. Someone else fell on top of him.

“Pal, get off me!” The one with the white coat and red scarf said.

“Ok, ok. Just wait!” The other one said, wearing a hat and scarf with a paint stain said.

“Oh my gosh! Are you ok?” Geno asked, approaching the two people who just fell from the sky. He gasped though when he saw their faces.

“Y-yeah, we’re fine….” He rubbed his skull and looked up to see the shocked faces of everyone.

The two were also shocked to see them.

“Ummm…. Geno…. I-is that….” Reaper pulled on his husband’s sleeve.

“B-but… That’s impossible… Right?”

“Um…. I didn’t want first impressions to be like this, Goth.” One of the boys said to his partner.

“What…. A-are those two….” Goth stepped back as he looked at their children counterparts. “Us????”

“Technically… Yeah.” The younger looking Goth shrugged.

“I’m too weirded out by this.” Xahji murmured, hugging Snazzy.

“I think all of us are.” Snazzy replied.

It took a full minute of staring at each other before someone finally screamed of shock and horror.

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I just noticed how ooc i made these characters from their orig counterparts.

Whatever. It ain’t canon anyways.

But hey! Look who arrived!

Two dopplegangers of a cheerleader and a librarian! Yay!

I’m kinda excited to finishing the next part now.

Ehehe~ Ehehehehe~ EHEHEHEHEHE >:3

Characters belong to
Palette - @angexci
Goth - @nekophy
Geno - @loverofpiggies
Reaper - @renlink
Xahji - @azzyloraaandkanto
Snazzy - @anrez-op-skele
Cc!palette, l!goth, naj!reaper, naj!geno and naj in general - @blogthegreatrouge

anonymous asked:

#GiveRookHeelies (now there's something i can get behind!)

tbh…That was exactly the operator that we were like…he needs some heelies XD.

#giverookheelies @ ubisoft!!!

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???