#( MUSE: A. DETMER. )

[elen-aranel]

If we are only getting one more season of Disco they better make Joann Owosekun/Keyla Detmer canon PLEASE I AM BEGGING

[bailesona]

hi yes okay so this dude up here is andrew detmer from chronicle, but there’s a few key changes, so here we go, it’s bullet point time!

he’s still got all his powers, but after himself, steve and matt go into the caves, aisling is called in to foster this kid with latent telekinesis and an evident psychic link to matt and steve.

andrew doesn’t go off the deep end in the way that he does in the movie, HOWEVER a combination of trauma stemming from his experiences at home and the cave itself, in addition to what aisling suspects is a supernatural or cosmic entity steering his emotional state, means that he is prone to outbursts of power if he isn’t checked in time.

he’s still vibing with the video camera, and himself and eli are responsible for the social media angle of the diner, the family and aisling herself.

he’s still in touch with matt and steve, and they occasionally visit (although they might stick around permanently, idk, idk how things are working out just yet w the muses for them, but we’ll seeeeee)

he’s a good kid but his powers and his past present key obstacles to most forms of relationships. recently his closest ties have been with eli ( the videos and editing bringing them to a close partnership and friendship ) and leo ( who constantly seeks him out to show him videos of his travels throughout the world ).

his overall presentation is that of someone who just wants to blend in seamlessly with his surroundings. he avoids the limelight like the plague, and seldom says anything that might encourage people to assign him a description of anything other than “a nice enough boy”. however, as time passes, he will eventually open up as an observant and considerate lad, who more often than not makes choices that benefit and help those closest to him.

[chaosmultiverse]

I am removing the following muses to make my muse list just a little more manageable, I may re-add them later and am likely open to pravitely rping them

Superboy Prime (wip)

Dr Angelica Butcher (OC)

Joshua "Josh" Detmer ☆ The Best Friend (Freaky)

The Daycare Attendant (Sun & Moon)

The Stepford Sisters (ocs)

Steve (toh)

Jinny Hex

Zero_Data (oc) (add back later with improved story & not mp only)

Mel (portal)

Walani

Edric Blight

Emira Blight

Crunchy/Chicle (AT)

The Dredge

[starryeyes2000]

That Night In The Cave: Chapter 30

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Rating: Teen

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, First Love, Romance

Pairings: Pike & Tilly; Una x OMC; Saru x OFC

Word Count: 2.3k

Chapter Summary: Pike, who has lost his eyesight, Una, and the Vayu crew fight three Klingon ships.

Excerpt: Hiten guided Pike until they were standing in the middle of the Vayu’s small bridge. “Christopher, Una’s in front of you manning the helm, Malie’s on sensors to your left, comms officer is to your right, I will handle the weapons console behind you.”

Pike tugged at the hem of his uniform jacket which he insisted on donning before reaching the ship’s command center. Someone on the Vayu had cleaned it and repaired the wear and tear from the past few rough days. Perhaps it’s silly, he thought, but wearing it at least I feel like a functioning captain even if I cannot see anything other than very bright light.

“Number One, location of the Klingon ships? And us?” Pike asked. After Una reported the information, he committed the coordinates and current direction of the three enemy ships and the Vayu to memory constructing an internal tactical display. “Speed?”

“All three cruisers are traveling at one quarter impulse; the Vayu is matching that,” she answered.

On the map in Pike’s mind, three blips representing the enemy vessels began creeping in different directions. “Why so slow?” Pike mused as he considered. “Ah. Of course. They’re planning to surround cutting off any retreat … after toying with us first.”

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Story Summary:

Discovery’s crew is curious about Christopher Pike's background, especially his early missions shrouded in secrecy and his atypical medical skills. After all why would a starship captain be honored with the prestigious Carrington Award bestowed by the Federation Council for a lifetime’s excellence in medicine?

Tilly has a serious and secret (so she believes) crush on Discovery’s temporary commander, Christopher Pike. Saru’s Vahar'ai has triggered his species version of puberty with Pike serving as a stand-in father figure. Pike has a second and secret mission on Discovery in addition to sorting out the mystery of the seven signals. Restless while Enterprise is docked for repairs, Una takes a vacation.

This is hurt/comfort story of dangers, heroics, rescues, awkward situations, getting to know your crewmates, friendship, dating, romance, and the trajectory of first love for a young girl as she finds her place in her chosen profession. As well as the stranded in a cave during a storm trope. Pike whump. And a shirtless Pike stripped to his underwear.

Characters: Pike, Tilly, Saru, Michael, Reno, Detmer, Pollard, Stamets, Na’an, and the rest of the Discovery crew, Una Chin-Riley, and original supporting characters.

Taglist: @arrthurpendragon @ocappreciation @ocappreciationtag @bardic-tales @themaradaniels

[justamuppet]

Muse Actions

Send an action and a name and I will have my muse react to your action! You can use this to start an rp or simply for a reaction! If you want to be more detailed, send more than one action or a different one other than what's on here, since this is merely a small list, and add a detailed description of what you do to them. Almost anything goes except for triggering them or r@pe. Sound good? Cool. Anything not labelled [OC] isn't mine!

I'm using those format for my muses:

Sammy Lawrence [BATIM]

Norman Polk [BATIM]

Sherlock Holmes [Sherlock Holmes, from the original books]

John Watson [Sherlock Holmes, from the original books]

Andrew Detmer [Chronicle 2012] [Nothing sexual with him please, he's ace]

Nightmare Sans [Undertale AU]

Mettaton [Undertale]

Grey Wisper [OC]

Alex Woolf [OC]

Jack Murick [OC]

[These might be drawn or written out depending on if I can access shit right]

To be continued....

Actions: [Lemme know if you have any ideas questions! This is just to explain what I mean by actions lmfao]

So, if you send an action like *gives [item]* or *pet* with a name, or request to do such an action to a muse, then I'll have said muse react to it in a roleplay sort of format. Anyone not specified to have no sexual contact can have things sexual requested and then the muse can react to it if they/I feel up to such a thing, as long as it's consensual and not outside of my limits.

You can also just do things like asking a muse about something or just offering a hug/form of affection. They'll usually accept these happily!

[sallowhillshq]

.✾. ═  welcome to sallow hills.  enjoy your stay.

i see we have a new member to our town.  welcome, welcome JOANN OWOSEKUN.  we truly hope you enjoy your stay.  please feel free to head over to bevin & cecil’s until you’re settled.  i know it might be difficult right now and you might be missing your home.  keyla detmer and sylvia tilly may be arriving shortly, so you won’t have to be alone.

 ══   moony we’re so excited to have your newest muse in sallow hills!  you can re-find the welcome package in the source link & if you are using side blogs, make sure we know where your character is going.

╔═.✾. ═  LOG *** :  joann owosekun |  she/her, cis woman |  35 years old.

Just spotted JOANN / OWO around town.  Our records show that they remember [ most things ] from their source : st discovery (canon).   They were first spotted in october 2022 and our best guess is that their last memory is notifying jumping past the edges of the known universe.  Archivists watching them state that they still have the control needed at her finger tips, an innate sense of understanding, sly smiles passed in secret, and folded notes in class vibe about them.

━  from Armes E. Sallow’s  personal archives. ═.✾. ═╝ ↳・゜oyin oladejo . ↳・゜it’s mooooooonyy

↳・゜coming from such an advanced world (and having jumped even further into the universe recently), it will take a while for joann to adjust.  however, she did grow up in a low tech village, so i think she will figure it out easier than some other star trek characters.   she will be stressed to all hell at being separated from her team, especially Tilly and Keyla, but she will do her best to keep that hidden.

Joann is very much a control freak.  Not in the outward sense where she will boss you around, but more in that if she doesn’t have control in her hands, she feels her worries and anxieties building up.  It’s what makes her such a good operations officer - finding and fixing problems brings her ease.  I also have a headcanon that she has specializations in kidnapping and ransom cases, which would play nicely into Sallow Hills’ missing persons.  While she may seem a bit reserved at first, once you do get to know her she’s rather chatty.  She likes kicking it with friends, and she’ll probably be wanting to help advance technology in Sallow Hills.  Coming from a science vessel, Joann will probably be drawn to the Research Center to work. 

[manipulativereporter]

Okay I think I have an explanation as to why I vanished

Why does everything I want to kill, run away from me? I honestly don’t understand.

Anyway. After being, I don’t know, ditched by the supernatural dumbasses in my life. I finally caught wind of one of them being locked up in some facility somewhere. So, like a good friend that I am.. I decided to investigate.

Tom Killian was captured. How? That is beyond me for the time being, and who knew that being a worthless human being worked sometimes considering all I had to say was that I basically was screwed over and ditched by a damn goblin, a stupid brat, a telekinetic camera obsessed freak, and a dumbass dragon... well, that is me dumbing stuff down but I’m not about to bore you.

Anyway, I began to work for them. Working for and against them to try and figure out a way to get dear Tom out. And.. well, I noticed a pathetic little half-fae sneaking about as well. So maybe I just happened to weaken the alarm system for this Peter Pan-- why am I surprised that guy also exists? --to get in and get the key, and maybe I cut the alarms just long enough so the dragon and Fae can escape..

And maybe, I got out before Tom ‘No Restraint’ Killian torched the place and flew off. Great. 

Alone again, naturally. But that was one down.. now he just needed to find Detmer, he guessed. 

[kelpiencomplexities]

Tag dump

[fallencrowns]

second tag drop!

[bailesona]

“  you  must  be  miss  stark,  right?  i’m  andrew,  we  haven’t  met  yet;  i’m  something  of  a  newbie  here.  “          although,  his  former  decision  to  say  as  little  as  humanly  possible  has  diluted  considerably  over  the  last  month.  call  it  what  you  will,  but  somehow,  the  freedom  here  in  this  unexpected  family  has  provided  him  with  a  new  lease  of  life.  he  goes  to  school  with  victor  and  tina.  he’s  made  friends  with  his  classmates.  he  helps  aisling  around  the  diner,  he  does  the  social  media  for  the  diner  with  eli.  richard  insists  on  bringing  him  out  to  the  lake  to  go  fishing  each  saturday.  somehow,  despite  it  all,  he  has  a  family.  a  home.  a  sense  of  belonging.  without  these,  he  wouldn’t  have  the  comfort  and  ease  of  self  to  be  able  to  politely  greet  THE  carter  stark  at  the  door.  he  extends  a  hand  to  shake  hers,  and  even  manages  a  small  smile,  concealing  that  brief  rise  in  anxiety  with  a  waving  gesture  to  come  in  from  the  cold.          “  would  you  like  a  drink?  we’re  a  little  low  on  ginger  ale,  but  aisling  went  to  the  grocery  store  to  pick  up  some  more;  and  henri  put  out  some  hors  d’oeuvres,  but  he’s  being  strangely  cryptic  about  whether  or  not  we’re  allowed  to  eat  them.  “

@starcchild​ liked THIS POST for a family holiday dinner starter!  ( and i’m gonna put the locations of all the other muses in the tags if u want carter to mingle!! )

[justanalto]

ao3 stats, 2021 edition

was very entertainingly tagged in this by @aleksandrachaev and i say entertainingly because...well, you'll see

first of all, i want to say thank you to everyone who read, kudos'd, and reviewed anything i wrote this year! even if it was just a sentence it warmed my heart like nothing other. ily to the furthest reaches of the galaxy and back <3

What are your five most popular works of all time?

i think the biggest irony about this is that this list will never change because i'm pretty sure it's the same as last year:

May's Golden Dragon

can i have this dance

this is my home (you are my home)

black coffee mornings

move on the path, but keep the flame

really hoping i'll write something that knocks one of those out of the park this year but we'll see, LOL!

What are your five least popular works? (starting with least kudos)

i think this might be a crowded fight between my star trek: discovery fics, lol. it's a small fandom to begin with, and I live in a very niche corner of it LMAO.

sleeping beauty and the flower girl

i never meant to be the one to let you down

of emails, slack conversations and overdue reunions

i'd tell me (run)

i fall in love with you all the time

Are you surprised about any of these lists?

by the most kudos list, not really! I think it's just about the same list as it was last year -- most of those fics were published in 2020 in the height of the last season of agents of shield, so there was a lot of fic being consumed them. may's, while my baby, has also been running for four years, so there's definitely something to be said about accumulating kudos, LOL.

by the least kudos list, not really, although i'm a little sad to see some of them on there. i'm a really big fan of i never meant to be the one and i fall in love with you, especially the latter because i am absolutely screaming about a whole kid jola au

Optional, if you want to calculate it (remember that ao3 will count all the words in a multichap towards the year it is completed, regardless of how much was actually posted that year): How many words did you publish in 2020?

please hold while i find a calculator because i think that'll be easier

175,331, give or take, because I think I updated may's a few times this year! definitely not as many as last year, but this year's been difficult, and finding a muse has been a little tougher than I've wanted it to be. here's hoping for more words this year in 2022!

What’s a favorite fic you published this year?

that's a tough one, because i have favorites for different reasons! i have favorite longer shots, favorite angsts, and favorite drabbles. i think at the end of it all, it's probably scuttlebutt squad because of the humor, the dual pov, and just. it's very sapphic. and of course, the group chat format is one i get down with all the time.

How do you feel like you’ve improved as a writer this year?

there's a lot more sapphism in this year than there has been in previous years, first of all. but I think I've really learned how to write in the present tense this year, because there's something about star trek: discovery fics that calls for it? and that odd half-formal tone that comes with writing its characters while they're on duty. as someone who started the year not even thinking she'd venture into star trek, i feel like that's the biggest learning curve I mastered :)

What is something new you did writing-wise in the past year? (new fandom, pairing, setting, genre, collab, etc)

*looks at the 16 keyla detmer/joann owosekun fics I published last year alone* idk it's kind of hard to tell

but it's really writing for star trek: discovery! as someone who started 2021 with a foot halfway out of the fandom/writing fanfic door i'm happy to report i'm lost in the sauce now...again. it's been a challenge, learning to write for a whole new type of universe, but I like to think I'm doing well, LOL.

What is something writing-related you would like to try in the future? (check back at the end of the year and see if you did it!)

my goals from last year:

Finish May's. I don’t think I’ll get that done this year, but barring that, I’d like to try collaborating – or producing a cool moodboard!

oh god i decidedly Did Not Do That. I really didn't do that, huh...

we're gonna blame @aleksandrachaev for this one. by all means, guess who dragged me into star trek land

goals for 2022 include the following:

clear out my tumblr inbox by responding to every ask with snippets

get to the heartbreaking scene in may's

finish boots

get down every single idea that's bounced around in my head onto paper for at least a start

write a ship i haven't written for before!

600,000 words. I'm currently just shy of 500k so I'm hoping this is an easy one!

Today’s date, so you can see how your results might change if you do this again in a year:

January 1, 2022

tagging: @tomatobookworm @apathbacktoyou and anyone else that wants to talk about their 2021 writings!

[unsolvedcase-moved]

multimuse penned by red ( she/they/it pronouns, 23, nz ) MEDIUM ACTIVITY, i can't determine how often i'll be on but feel free message me whenever because i'm always down to plot

muses. rules.

M U S E S

teen wolf allison argent darcy mccall liam dunbar louise argent lydia martin malia tate tracy stewart

supernatural claire novak dean winchester meg masters rowena macleod heroes claire bennet molly walker niki sanders cassidy miller-gray dead by daylight david king dwight fairfeild felix richter feng min meg thomas julia kostenko sally smithson

avatar the last airbender katara sokka toph

buffy the vampire slayer xander harris willow rosenburg

macgyver desiree nguyen riley davis russ taylor

chronicle andrew detmer matt garetty

the walking dead charlotte walsh penny blake rebecca ford

fear street ziggy berman tommy slater samantha fraser cindy berman alice rodgers arnie phillips kimberly rodgers eric slater maya horton

fandomless shane madej

R U L E S

THE MUN.

My name is RED, I am 23 years old, I’ve rped under a different name before so I have a little bit of experience on here, I AM HOWEVER, STILL A HUMAN BEING, so I may not get everything right all the time, if you have any issues that come up while rping with me just know I would like you to tell me what’s up, so I can do my best to resolve the issue, I myself don’t have issues with any theme

THE BLOG.

this is a private, selective, medium activity MULTI-FANDOM MULTIMUSE. there are so many muses on this blog, and not all of them are my primaries, obviously you don't have to write with all of them, but feel free write with as many as feel like. UNDERSTAND I HAVE OVER 40 MUSES SO GETTING ALL THE INFO PAGES MAY TAKE A WHILE but i am trying my hardest to get it all done.I ENJOY USING ICONS but if you primarily do not use icons, i'm more than happy to just leave icons out of it entirely, as some times it's much easier.

TRIGGERS.

understand that this blog will be very trigger   heavy, I will tag such as “trigger : ”   I will be potentially writing things such as, DEATH, SELF HARM, GORE, ABUSE, SUICIDE, RAPE & SEXUAL ASSAULT If this is an issue, I suggest blacklisting the term  “trigger : ”   as this will occur a lot.

SHIPPING.

When it comes to shipping, I am not very selective at all, I truly am a hoe for ships, whether that be soft and fluffy, tense and sexual, or hate ships, honestly I would be down for anything, I WILL NOT WRITE SMUT WITH UNDERAGE MUSES. If at any point you want to plot a ship with me you can jump right into my IM or just throw some memes or starters my way, up to you, I don’t mind at all

MEMES.

i almost always CONTINUE ASK MEMES & i highly encourage you to do the same. you’re welcome to send as many memes as you want & continue all of them. I WANT TO HAVE MULTIPLE THREADS WITH ALL MY PARTNERS. i truly do love the shit out of all of you.

I WILL REPEAT MYSELF FOR EMPHASIS, SEND ME MEMES WHENEVER YOU WANT, I LOVE MEMES AND WILL FOREVER LOVE THEM TILL THE DAY I DIE

OTHER NOTES.

i almost always CONTINUE ASK MEMES & i highly encourage you to do the same. you’re welcome to send as many memes as you want & continue all of them. I WANT TO HAVE MULTIPLE THREADS WITH ALL MY PARTNERS. I AM MORE THAN OKAY WITH WRITING CROSSOVERS, for example I have no issue with my Dean Winchester interacting with a Stiles Stilinski as it would make sense for that crossover, I ALSO HAVE NO ISSUE FOLLOWING MULTIPLES BACK, as I am a multimuse, it's not a massive issue as I have other muses. I TEND TO PREFER LONGER THREADS as it gives me more to work with but I am okay with a small paragraph. My responses should be relatively fast as I don't really do much to be honest. So if it's been a while since I've responded, JUST FLICK ME A MESSAGE as I may have forgotten. I AM NOT PICKY WHEN IT COMES TO FANCY FORMATTING, but I will probably format your response aesthetically to match the vibe of my blog, unless that's an issue for you. again, I prefer to use icons, it's okay if you don't but it is a preference of mine, I DO NOT USE ICONS IN SMUT I write with OC's, I don't have a problem with them AT ALL, I do however like a fleshed out character, so the more information you could give me about them the better.

[starryeyes2000]

Retribution: A Very Bad Plan

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Pairing: Christopher Pike x OC

Rating: Mature

Warning: This story contains references to a bioengineered virus. It is not contagious and can only infect one person.

Word Count: 2.8k

Summary: Years ago, Lieutenant Christopher Pike and his team’s classified mission failed changing the course of two peoples – the Estess whose planet was strategically important to the Federation and the deeply spiritual Gileseians whose out of the way home was location and resource poor. The price for his involvment will be steep and the debt is about to be called in.

This story takes place after the Season 2 finale. Control was defeated and all the events of Season 2 occurred except for Discovery travelling into the future.

ooooo

A Very Bad Plan

The Next Morning

The lieutenant scanned the morning’s news over breakfast. Every major service carried some version of the same story – the sentencing for those charged with murdering the ambassador. The Andorian justice systems moves swiftly, the officer assigned to Enterprise mused. Subsequently the same individuals would face another trial in a Federation court for attempted hijacking.

Wait. There it is. A column titled A New Day Dawns. There was no need to read the accompanying article about insignificant changes to a little-known government program.

The signal was late, but that was of no matter, the reasons for the delay were unimportant. It was time to execute Plan C.

ooooo

“I want to go on record one more time … I think this a bad idea.” Keyla repeated emphatically. “It’s a line you shouldn’t cross and one you may not be able to come back from.”

“It’s foolproof,” Tilly confidently assured her friend. “I want to solve the mystery. And something’s wrong, I’m sure of it. I mean to try and help if I can.”

ooooo

Keyla Detmer looked away from the file she was reviewing and rubbed her tired eyes. I should take a break, she thought but then discarded the notion. Later, we may be running out of time.

This was the most surreal assignment of her career.

A week ago, Enterprise’s XO passed her a handwritten note while they were alone in the flight simulator. It read – Meet me for dinner, 20:00, be discrete. Deck three, 8-A. At the time, the young helmsman thought, the command deck, is it possible Commander Una shares my attraction? The delicious anticipation of that possibility sent a chill down Detmer’s spine. Two hours later the anticipation morphed into apprehension as Keyla conceded the potential difficulties of a physical relationship with a superior officer, and not just any superior officer but the woman who was second in command of the flagship and rapidly becoming a mentor. Repeatedly she asked herself, Oh, I do want to make love to her but am I ready for this?

Detmer had arrived at the requested time and was perplexed, unsure and, yes, she admitted to herself, a bit intrigued on upon finding the Captain’s Yeoman present as well. Not that I have ever participated in or even, for that matter, contemplated something like this before, but maybe I should be open to experimentation; as Captain Pike says, be bold, yada, yada, yada.

Number One’s greeting was blunt, “This is code word classified and may not be discussed outside of this room.

Classified sex? OK, that’s hot, Keyla thought. Slow down, you don’t know if Una, or Mia, enjoy being with women … Mia is really cute in a soft delicate way …

Una continued, “Captain Pike trusts you …”

Why would the Captain’s trust matter? Keyla asked herself.

“… and has granted you clearance.”

The evening turned out quite different than she was imagining, and Keyla was eternally grateful neither Commander Una nor Mia Colt possessed the Betazed gift for reading thoughts.

Una had succinctly explained the situation with Mia offering additional details here and there. “The hijacking was not a fortunate random choice by a disorganized team. It was carefully planned, and the hostage was specifically targeted in a way that suggests, no, required conspirators. One or more of whom are likely aboard Enterprise.”

“What?” Keyla muttered, stunned. “A member of Starfleet deliberately hurt a fellow crewmember? And betrayed Captain Pike? It’s … it’s just not possible.”

Una continued brusquely. “We don’t know what they wanted. The Captain believes they will try again. Soon. We have little time to find and stop them.”

“But, the press, the ship, the gossip, everyone believes it happened very differently. That the resulting the injuries were minor,” Detmer protested.

“A fiction that is being carefully nurtured. Our only advantage at the moment is allowing them to think they got away with it,” Una responded.

“Does that mean?” Detmer asked quietly.

Mia nodded. “Her … injuries are serious, perhaps grave.” Then she added, “Your role in thwarting the hijacking and your previous posting to Discovery rather than Enterprise clears you. And there is an enormous amount of data to comb through in order to find those involved.”

“I know you have the maturity to push your feelings aside and get on with things. The Captain and I both have confidence you are ready to handle such a sensitive assignment. You will work with Mia, here in her quarters, reviewing personnel data. Pass anything suspicious to me.” Una’s expression was stern. “No one outside of Enterprise’s senior staff is briefed on this, not even Command. At this point we don’t know whom to trust.”

“So we are alone against an unknown number of hostiles. With no backup. We don’t know who the enemy is. And we cannot trust those we serve with,” Detmer summed up.

“Yes,” was Una’s sad confirmation.

ooooo

With the constant stream of senior officers, as well as Matt and Tracy, coming and going from their quarters over the past two weeks, Aalin had stopped asking who was at the door and in response to this chime simply called, “Come.”

Smoothing her uniform, Tilly took a deep breath and walked into Captain Pike’s quarters.

“Ensign? I’m sorry, I’ve forgotten your name.” Aalin said in greeting as she self-consciously pulled the sleeves of her sweater over her bruised and still healing wrists.

“Tilly, ma’am. I never had a chance to apologize for the things I said on the transport. They were wildly inappropriate.”

“Thank you, but an apology isn’t necessary.” Aalin smiled but Tilly noticed the smile didn’t reach her eyes, “It will be our secret, both what you said and that I agree with you.” Having a confidence shared with her assured Tilly her apology was truly accepted.

Aalin waited as Tilly continued to stand and stare. “Is there anything else?”

“I noticed …” Tilly drifted off, surprised at the difference in the woman standing in front of her from when they met on the transport before the hijacking. Then Aalin’s eyes were lively, her mannerisms were warm and friendly, and she smiled easily. Now she was thinner, and the spark was gone.

“You noticed what?” Aalin prompted a bit impatiently.

“An anomalous power reading.” Tilly quickly blurted out and then continued with more confidence, “A power spike. It’s probably nothing, but I came to check it out.”

“Oh, OK. I’ll get out of your way.” Aalin retreated to the sleeping area.

Now that you are here, what are you looking for?Tilly asked herself, starting to doubt her plan for going to the source in order to investigate the odd feeling on the ship and unraveling the mystery. She looked around the neat room that was bathed in soft light and decorated in the neutral colors of a desert night. It was fascinating to get a glimpse into this personal side of their Captain.

There were few knickknacks in the room, aside from a couple of framed pictures, a row of cactuses in ceramic pots on the long coffee table, and a few books lying on side tables. Without thinking Tilly picked up one of the pictures and examined it. Unposed, at night under fairy lights, it appeared as if the Captain had just draped his jacket around Aalin; his hands rested on her upper arms and she was looking up at him with a faint smile. Tilly quickly put it down, feeling guilty for invading their privacy. Maybe Keyla is right, and this is a bad idea, she thought.

Tilly was about to make an excuse and a hasty exit when the door chimed again and Aalin walked through to answer it. Instead Tilly quickly aimed her tricorder at the wall and busily studied its readings. She caught a glimpse of dark hair and a neat beard when the door opened before hearing Aalin exclaim happily, “Spock!”

Oh no, Tilly thought, what should I do?Michael’s foster brother had, from the moment they met, and still did, intimidate her. Keeping scanning, maybe you will find something. At this close distance, it was impossible not to overhear their conversation.

“We didn’t expect you back from leave until next month. I ought to say you should be with your family, but it is so very good to see you.” Aalin put her hands out, palms up in the ritual Vulcan greeting for close friends and family. Spock returned the gesture with a very human embrace.

Wait, did Spock just hug her? Tilly thought. I thought Vulcans avoided intimate touch.

“When I learned what happened I immediately started back.” Spock replied. His eye caught movement in the corner of the room and he stepped to the side to investigate. “Ensign Tilly?” he called, “what is the purpose of your presence here?”

“There was an odd power reading,” she responded timidly, hoping to sell her cover story.

“Given the location of this so-called reading was the Chief Engineer informed?” He asked.

“Ummm, I was going to call him as soon as I gathered more information?” Tilly ventured, heart sinking and thinking, I am in so much trouble.

Spock crossed to the intercom, “Louvier, please come to the Captain’s quarters.” Turning his attention back to Tilly, Spock admonished, “This is a serious breach of protocol. Remain here to deliver your report to your superior.”

Phil Boyce decided if he had been blessed with a granddaughter, he would want her to be exactly like Sylvia Tilly – energetic, brilliant, vivacious, blunt, and with that endearingly unique perspective she brought to everything. In the short time since Commander Una asked him to take on ‘giving the Ensign a little extra supervision’, the young officer had enchanted him. And he had already experienced her talent for unintentionally getting into scrapes.

He exited the turbolift on deck three planning to check on Aalin before meeting Tilly for an afternoon expresso. And was surprised to see Louvier, Spock, and Tilly standing outside Pike’s quarters having an animated quarrel while Aalin tried to mediate. Well maybe I’m not surprised.Sighing he walked over to join the fray.

“Ensign, explain again, this time using concise sentences, your reason for being here.” Louvier said through gritted teeth.

“I … sir … I mean … yes sir.” Tilly stammered. “I was walking by …”

“You were taking a stroll on the command deck?” Spock queried with a raised eyebrow.

Tilly looked unsure, “Oh, I wasn’t aware of that sir. That this is the command deck I mean.”

“Perhaps we should call Number One.” Spock suggested.

“There’s no need for that, she’s busy and this was a simple misunderstanding.” Aalin said soothingly as she jerked the sleeves of her sweater over her injured wrists.

The chief engineer glared, “Continue Ensign, what were you doing here?”

“I …” Tilly started again.

“Rene, I noticed something off about the replicator and Ensign Tilly happened to be walking by. I asked her to take a look,” Aalin explained while shooting the CMO a meaningful glance and tilting her head towards the lift.

Boyce leaned in and whispered to Tilly, “Let’s go.”

“But …” She started.

“Later,” he said firmly as he guided her down the hallway. In the background they could hear Aalin finish, “I’m sorry for violating procedure and worrying you. I just didn’t think it through.”

Rene Louvier crossed his arms and stared. When Aalin didn’t look away he gave in. “OK, Spock stay here until Scotty comes.” He waved a finger at Aalin. “Scotty’s going to check every inch of your quarters until I am satisfied nothing is wrong.”

“Of course, thank you,” she replied serenely.

ooooo

Tracy Pollard looked up when she heard a familiar voice in Sickbay.

“Hugh?”

Her former colleague from Discovery flashed his brilliant smile. “I just arrived, with Spock. I thought I could be of more help here than working remotely on Vulcan. Paul’s here too. He’s looking for Reno, I think he misses baiting her.”

“Your presence and help are very welcome.” Tracy responded with a tired smile.

“Any progress on beating the virus?”

She shook her head sadly. “On a cure? None.”

“Have the symptoms changed?”

“Changed, no. Settled is a better word. Into a cycle. Similar to malaria. There is a period of remission for a day or two. Then her fever climbs to 102 or 103 degrees for twelve to twenty-four hours. After that breaks overwhelming fatigue is the primary symptom while the virus cannibalizes her body to produce the drug. Within six hours the heighted emotional responses begin. Remission returns in a couple of days. I expect the fever will set in later this evening. And …”

“It gets worse?”

“She gets weaker with each cycle. There isn’t enough time to build her body back up in between flare-ups.” Tracy finished.

“Prognosis?” Hugh asked.

“Not good. We’ve changed our efforts from developing a cure to finding a way to lengthen the remission period. If we could stabilize her, boost her strength between bouts, well, it would be chronic but at least manageable.”

“I’ve had some success unraveling the genetic code of the virus. That will help us retroactively sort through the process that created it. And Paul has ideas about using his spore farm to grow a counteragent for the drug.”

“Reducing or even perhaps eliminating the intense fear she experiences?”

Hugh nodded. “That will help us better manage the physical and emotional toll the virus is taking.”

“Have you spoken with the Captain yet?” Tracy asked.

“No. We were briefed by the XO and understand the need for the ongoing secrecy. It’s mind bending, the possibility of one or more enemy agents among the crew of the flagship.”

ooooo

The ride in the turbolift to the deck housing Phil’s sickbay office felt interminable to Tilly. The kindly doctor’s expression was stern. And his eyes look tired, Tilly thought. Once in the office, he opaqued the windows, turned to her and asked quietly, “What were you thinking?”

“I don’t know.” Tilly replied.

“That is a little girl’s answer. Do you realize how close you came today to losing your posting on this ship? Spock and Louvier on their own could ensure you never serve on a ship or even a Starbase again.”

“I thought I found a problem,” she winced inwardly at the white lie, “and I didn’t think it through.”

“I can’t speak to the routine on Discovery. But Enterprise is not a science vessel. She’s a heavy cruiser and military vessel charged with a deep space exploration mission.”

“I get it,” she answered, this time defensively.

“I don’t think you do. A junior officer reports any problems she discovers to her supervisor. She doesn’t investigate them on her own. The Chief Engineer dispatches repair teams to the Captain’s quarters, not the Ensign who joined the ship ten days ago. Especially now.”

“Sometimes I act rashly,” Tilly admitted.

Phil sat down in the chair beside her. “Yes, and if you don’t learn to curb that tendency, there will come a time you act and then can’t talk, finesse, or save your way out of it. You are too talented to throw away your career so thoughtlessly. Impulse control is vital for a commander.”

“How do you think Captain Pike will react?”

He rubbed his chin. “He will never know about it. You appear to have the luck of the Irish, or a guardian angel. Today, that was Aalin. She covered for you. Neither Spock nor Louvier will challenge her explanation and they will respect her request to drop the matter. If Una had been called, I don’t know, she may have given you a second chance or you might be packing your bags right now.”

“That’s the second time Aalin, sorry, the Lieutenant has covered for me.” Tilly admitted.

“Oh?”

“It’s not important right now.”

Phil narrowed his eyes, a niggling doubt pushed him to demand an explanation, another cautioned him to let it go. Before he could decide Tilly asked, “You said ‘especially now.’ What does that mean? Because things seem off. That was why I … I wanted to find out …”

“Go on.”

Tilly decided it was time to change the subject. “That’s not important right now either.”

“Very well.” Phil sighed. “Promise me the next time you think, ‘Eureka! That’s a great idea’, you will come ask me before acting on it.”

“Eureka? Really” Tilly laughed. “What an old-fashioned word.”

“I’m an old man. This crew has turned my hair grey, you are rapidly turning it white. And you are attempting to wiggle out of the promise, hoping I will forget. Believe me young lady, I’ve dealt with others more head-strong and stubborn than you.”

“You’re referring to Captain Pike and Number One, aren’t you?”

“A CMO never tells. About that promise?”

“Yes, I will.”

Phil shooed her out of his office. “Go then and let me have some peace. Try and stay out of trouble for the rest of the day.”

“I always try,” Tilly remarked as she left.

[starfleetsmutineer]

you know, just thought of a sad Au.

MCu’s Snap, one like that could happen in a trek world; half the universe is snapped away into ash.... at least for a few years..

Snapped away:

Michael, Book, Detmer, Stamets, Adira, Bryce, Willa, Nilsson, Nhan; half of discovery

Left behind:

Georgiou, Amanda (michael’s daughter in my AU timeline/ main muse for this AU), Saru, Tilly, Owosekun, Hugh; the other half of Discovery, Vance, and the universe

Feel free to prod me for threads on this AU

[sadnessruns]

“Woah! Star Trek is back?” 

                                              “Have you been talking to Detmer? Because I can't seem to get away from this question.”

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[realitybleeds-a]

hm hmm there are two muses i’m tossing up between adding,,,,, either andrew detmer from chronicle (another overpowered bastard with a god complex) or my dnd oc laurie (revenant wine aunt)