#its a sneaking mission (camouflage)

[kelocitta]

the colors on fess's tail...... 🤨

am i missing something or are you asking what its about... If its the latter, in a hypothetical situation where she exists, she can sense predators like vultures or lizards in the next room over/incoming- which is indicated by the tail turning red as a visual cue for danger. If its the former i uh... don't know what you might be hinting at. I just picked those colors as a semi-alright transition from green to red

[dahliakbs]

Random Ideas I've Had For Batfam

Writer's block is the only reason I've yet to post any of them

1) Idol! Reader x Batfam

This is one of my newest ones, where basically the reader would be a tired, overworked idol in an industry full of talent. Their attention span would be that of a goldfish so in order for batfam to get them to actually relax and take some time off (which they can't do any of that but whatever) the batfam would use their attention span against them.

Leading them away slowly but surely from the toxic idol life and instead trying to get them back into the real world.

2) Batfam x Reader - The bats are from a different universe

Where basically reader lives in a universe where heroes don't exist and one day they phase into reality. Coming out of nowhere and for some reason no one is questioning a single thing.

Almost everyone you know has these alrmtered memories of those vigilantes or villains and you just can't seem to understand how the world changed so drastically over night.

You somehow gain their attention, you know from nearly freaking out every time their in your proximity (as vigilantes) or when you start noticing the questionable things occurring in your universe

Like ripples in time, or holes in the ground that when looking inside of it lead to another universe. The world eventually ends with only you and the vigilantes being left and you start to put it all together.

(Basically its kinda was supposed to be like Rick and Morty, where if they destroy their own universe they just skip to another one and in the end they end up having to take the reader with them)

3) Batfam x Five Hargreeves! Reader

Long and short of the story, your an overworked sidekick. Batman seems to have this idea that your the key, that your powers would be extremely useful in his nightly crusades so he trains you. Day after day your worked to the bone and then you snap.

Why can all the other kid sidekicks get to live their lives as normally as possible but your stuck training day after day to do something you don't even want to do? Your muscles are screaming and your on the verge of passing out from all the strain your training had on your body so when your desperate, tired mind comes up with a way to put all of this to a stop you decide to do it.

You use your powers to send yourself into the future, thinking that it will permanently separate you from your daily hell... and it did, just not how you were expecting it to.

(Then basically you return to the past and in the same body you left in with the mission of saving the world, the batfam slowly uncover your secrets and after a while confront you about it.) Like about how you were an assassin

4) Damian Wayne x Child! Reader

Funny idea I got from a tiktok audio where reader is a church girl and they meet Damian during morning mass. He's covered in blood, clearly looks like he'll jump at the next thing that moves in his peripheral but your a kid, you don't care.

You immediately become friends (that's how you see it in your mind) sneaking him out of the church while your parents aren't looking because he asked you to, well more like demanded you to but a friend is a friend. He'll keep secretly inviting you out, somehow finding your parent's house and showing up in the middle of the night to whisk you away.

Not for the purpose of hanging out. No no no, your his cover. He camouflages well when your around, your bubbly, childlike demeanor hiding his intense and dark intentions. And that's a good thing when it comes to his missions, his mother doesn't seem to care about your presence in his life so for now he'll just keep you around.

Your parents are a bit apprehensive about your friendship with him and only when they find out that Damian is Bruce Wayne's son is when they finally accept your friendship. (After Damian meets Bruce)

They finally allow you to hang out with him and you finally get to meet his "irritating" siblings that he for some reason always goes on about and they're just staring at you like.

How did you become friends with their rat of a brother?

A little dialogue I had:

"How did you meet our brother?" Dick's trying to seem as sweet as possible but your entire outfit could light up an entire city, your parents have you dressed like a disco ball and it's not doing you any favors.

And you know, these nocturnal vigilantes aren't really used to such bright light.

"I met Dami while I was in church" you answer sweetly, it's clear that the difference between the two of you is night and day which us honestly a breath of fresh air.

"Oh really...?" Dick's smile tenses, I mean who would expect Damian to go to church, let alone be at least 15 feet near one.

"I was there to kill the pastor" he just simply states.

"You were there to kill the what?!" Boom, reality shattered. Innocence gone, now you know why you haven't been seeing Pastor Malcom as of late.

[sevs-corner]

I kinda wanna have a Super power/superhuman AU with the Tf 141 crew just for funsies or the COD universe characters really then put ‘em in the main campaign plot

Like Roach (yes I am hc-ing him with the current guys) has the powers to become an actual Roach.

Man is unkill-able in the field—

Shot in the chest?

Doesn’t matter, he’s up in a matter of seconds again.

Knife to the neck?

He’s using that knife to stab whoever stabbed him.

AC-130 from above?

You can beat your ass he’s surviving the blast and launching a RPG right back at ‘em.

The only time he's incapacitated is when someone aims bugs spray at him or simply a shower with some soap.

(Is he stinky? No, he takes water bathes and uses dry shampoo- but there are definitely some days where they have to force him to shower and it just makes him faint for a couple of hours.)

Soap has gotta have something related to speed! I mean, that is how he originally got his moniker right? So quick and clean to clear out a place, then he's a quickly out in a second.

So think of the times when he's been the player's FPS--

I think he would have something along the lines of 'accelerated movement and perception.' Meaning, he can manually activate those time slowing moments when you bomb open a room (back in the original MW series)

Which is how I'd like to think that's how he got his name in this AU!

Of course, he has to train how long he can maintain this state both mentally and physically as both aspects of body gets severely affected with drawbacks as his body doesn't catch up or sync with his abilities.

At the beginning, he could hold it for 5 seconds, from when he enters the room to accurately shooting out all of the enemies weak points and clearing out a room.

Its more like, he gets affected by his powers more intrinsically compared to it being effective extrinsically on his environment.

But of course, he uses this to mess with people all the time-- especially with his other sargents in the force, or in training with the other soldiers under him.

It helps people keep them on their toes and think quite ahead of them in a way that it has to be instinctual.

"Just be like LT," he says, "he can predict my movements without even blinkin' a wee lash at me."

He whines as he proceeds to sneak onto Ghost who just ignores him as he falls through his form.

Yes, Ghost definitely has 'phasing' related abilities that makes him a good match with Soap because he has to manually activate the abilities. It's not like its unconsciously activated all the time, where he just phases through everything (imagine trying to sleep and then you're suddenly 6ft under lmao- he wouldn't mind that though) or does it get activate throughout his entire body. That's a level he hasn't quite reached yet but doesn't desire it either.)

It only activated at will and at a certain are for a certain amount of time, just like Soap.

So, in practice when trading blows, its always a game of "what if?" with them.

A will-he-won't-he dilemma that just makes the dynamic much more fun!

Also, further down the line, I don't think evolving these powers are good either; for example, Ghost could use his phasing powers and inflict it on a bullet and then shoot said bullet- time it in a way that, before it hits its target, it can pass through walls and kill said person.

Yeah, that seems too OP and broken.

Gaz! I would like to think that he has camouflaging abilities, not like- straight up invisibility, you can still see him but he's very well-hidden in his environment.

From the campaigns I've watched so far with him being one of the playable characters again as the player, he seems like an adaptable to any situation type of guy.

So, I think this fits him best!

He definitely excels during stealth missions where he gets the fun off of sneaking in as one of the enemies but also thrives in the chaos of a battle per se, where he can easily disrupt enemy lines and trust by acting as one of them and creating a "betrayal" of sorts.

A mind game which he easily plays every single time.

At this point, he's used to it-- especially when he's dealing with Soap and LT, who are the duo to beat when it comes to their sparring sessions.

Camouflage all he likes, he still has to gain the upper hand by reading them before he gets read like an open book.

Captain Price, the man, the myth, the legend himself has gotta have something unique. Although the usual Captain America powers lines up to him and his character but I thought of something more interesting- in tribute to his intelligence and strategic planning as the head of the task force.

Something along the lines of 'mental projection,' and I know it sounds general so let's break it down~!

What I was imagining with this power is that he's able to be like a real life hologram, where he can project the things he's thinking of in the real world, but all of it is still imaginary.

For example, he can replicate a gun and use it to shoot somebody, but it won't kill and that person who got shot will notice immediately.

Although, a unique thing to Price's ability (once it further gets trained and developed) it can be activated at multiple targets at once.

So, even though he shot a fake gun, Price can manipulate into their "reality" that they did get shot by the "gun" he had in his hand.

Yes, this takes great effort in his part because he has to make it convincing enough and anything half-assed would look shoddy and unbelievable.

So, he keeps this power hidden, only using it at opportune times with little to no explanations-- like a secret weapon, an ace hidden up his sleeve, waiting to be used only when it becomes a last resort to.

More than anyone, he tops the mind games everyone plays with each other to get the most out of their ability as much as possible.

(Even the task force members don't know the extent of Price's powers- hence the great importance of keeping it lowkey and behind close doors for Price.)

Alex (another unofficial member in my hc) is definitely something related to being a sharpshooter-- just like one of the last mission in the first MW!

Its somewhat kind of like energy manipulation, where the further that he is-- the stronger the impact of his bullets are, per se (if he infuses it with his powers.)

He can also control the size of it- choosing whether to be like a bullet, a lazer, or a blast.

Yes, he does often get kidnapped by Roach to take down the AC-130s.

One of the downsides is that, he can't just shoot out straight off energy-- it HAS to infuses something. He can't alter its state but more often like granting it a special ability for a limited time to enhance it, but at the same time- is dependent on how long he infuses it for.

No, he does not have a stash of infused bullets- it wears off over time.

Imagine him sparring against Soap, and in the time he's dodging and swearing through Soap's endless barrel of hits-- he's charging up his knee pad; that when the opportune time comes, he's stuffed it with so much energy that it makes Soap flying off.

So, it kind of makes it more of a time-dependent ability than a distance-dependent one (but he likes to confuse and confound people like the captain.)

As for the other characters in the series, I'm gonna do a quick list with little explanations and divulge 'em more in a later post (its still raw, i need a lil more cooking time ajsdhkjsdf) Ending note, most of the powers have equal conditions of activation, drawbacks, and counterbalances in hopes that it doesn't make it overpowering and actually seem to be more like an ability that can be overcame if strategized against properly. (Fun side note: I'm an OW player so I've seen my fair share of disasters when it comes to this, so of course I know how bad it can get lmao). I also want it to be a point that, when I come to writing this out in the plot of the campaign/story mode of the games, its still in tune with it but a little more wacky and kind of more challenging to overcome.

[frostbittenfemme]

The space bridge opens in the night sky once again, this time spitting out the small femme causing her to quite literally to crash down to Earth. As she descends through the trees Wild desperately tries to clamber at branches and foliage, anything to slow her fall down. Branches crack and snap under the force, plummeting with her. It seems to slow her slightly, but not enough to be her saving grace.

The sound of her crashing down causes all manner of birds to flee from their roosts, alarm calling fills the rain forest. Wild lets out a pained groan. “Urghhh.. that’s going to hurt later.” She grumbles, attempting to sit up amongst the thicket and undergrowth.

Thank Primus she managed to land on the part of her frame with the most padding; her aft, otherwise it could have been a hell of a lot worse. Even after all these years, she still forgets she doesn’t have the ability to fly anymore. As she manages to gather herself and force herself to stand her frame lets out a litany of cracks and creaks; just another reminder that she’s a hell of a lot older than she thinks she is.

Wild takes a look around the vast expanse of rainforest, taking a moment to figure out just where she is. She knows these stars and she knows this atmosphere. While she’s never been to one of Earth’s jungles she vividly remembers Sideswipe and Mirage telling her all about their missions in Central America as she fixed them up.

Her reminiscing is cut short as whirring engines catch her attention. They prompt the femme to head towards the origin of the sound. It doesn’t sound like the Earth engines she grew very much used to on this planet; this alone sparks a small glimmer of hope that the femme won’t get completely lost trying to navigate the rainforest biome.

Luckily, it doesn’t take the femme long to track the sound to its source; the ship that she had followed into the spacebridge was right there before her very optics. Wild crouches down, lurking amongst plush undergrowth, sneaking closer to get a better view as the ship takes flight once more.

Its absence reveals the camouflaged entrance to yet another Cyber Bio Pharma laboratory to the outlier. Fuzzy memories flash in Wild’s mind; from what little she can remember of being broken free from containment in Flatlines lab, that too was a concealed entrance among the dunes of the Sahara desert. She’d be willing to bet a good chunk of money that Flatline had relocated here to carry out what he started such a very long time ago.

Peeking around the femme can’t help but wonder why this lab has no external guards. There are no human settlements nearby, not energon detectors this deep in the jungle.

Why leave it so unguarded? She asks herself.

Infiltrating this place will be far too easy. Flatlines up to something and Wild can do nothing but play into his trap if she has any hope of putting a stop to his experiment.

Not leaving anything to chance Wild unholsters her axes, equipping them ready for what she can imagine will be a lengthy battle. Armed and ready she emerges from her hiding spot in the plush greenery and heads for the entrance. The security cameras above the door pan to face her as she comes to a standstill at a locked entrance. She can practically feel the optics watching her, refusing to let it psyche her out she meet the camera’s gaze, glaring up at them.

It's a battle of wills. Who will be first to cave?

[natedogx15]

Kamen Rider Deku Mission 11: Breaking Down Walls

Previous Chapter / AO3 / Master List

Chamber and K.E.M. stare each other down as they prepare to make the first move. Having enough of waiting, K.E.M. charges forward toward the other teen. He throws a right toward Chamber, intent on blowing the extra away with pure force. However, before it makes contact, Chamber vanishes from sight, and the next second, his right hits nothing but air. K.E.M put his whole body into that strike. So, upon missing, he turns his back to where Chamber once was.

He quickly turns around and still doesn't see Chamber. He growls in frustration.

"Come out, you coward!" K.E.M. exclaims as he looks around for Chamber.

However, nothing is said in response to his words. K.E.M. growls in frustration before his instincts and reflexes take over, and he fires his palms in front of him to dodge an incoming bullet.

K.E.M. looks toward where the bullet came from but doesn't see anything. Getting frustrated with this turn of events, K.E.M.

"You damn coward! Where are you, you extra!?" K.E.M. shouts out for Chamber while keeping his senses sharp for another sneak attack.

And it soon comes. However, instead of another bullet, K.E.M. feels something wrap around his ankle and suddenly finds his body getting sent into the air before crashing to the ground. He can feel the thing pull on him again, but this time, he's more prepared and quickly launches an explosion at whatever's tied around his ankle. The explosion manages to release him, and he uses the opportunity to gain some distance between himself and where he feels the object pulling.

"Come out here, you bastard!" K.E.M. screams for Chamber to come out in frustration.

Deciding to follow the demand this time, Chamber reveals himself to K.E.M. while holding a Power Blade in his left hand and his new weapon in the other hand.

The new weapon is a pink whip with a green handle. Connecting the two is a chameleon head-shaped guard to make the whip's body look like a chameleon's tongue sticking out of its mouth.

Upon being able to see his opponent again, K.E.M. growls at the other masked teen.

"You damn coward! You're fucking dead!" K.E.M. shouts as he propels himself toward Chamber with his explosions.

As soon as he does that, Chamber goes invisible again. However, this time, K.E.M. changes targets and sends his explosions into the ground around where Chamber vanished instead of directly where his body was before disappearing. The force from the attack creates a slight shockwave in K.E.M.'s immediate area and sends a camouflaged Chamber crashing to the ground. Luckily for him, he manages to keep the camouflage up. So, K.E.M. still can't see him.

"Damn. He's still got enough power to affect me even when he can't see me. I need to be careful." Chamber grunts as he slowly and quietly stands back up so K.E.M. doesn't find out where he is.

Getting his bearings back, Chamber glares at K.E.M. and aims the Power Blade's gun at him. He quickly fires a barrage of bullets at K.E.M., who hears the sound of them being fired. Acting swiftly, K.E.M. uses his explosions to fly in the air. Seeing his chance, Chamber launches his whip at K.E.M. to hit him while in mid-air. The whip strike lands across K.E.M.'s back and sends him crashing to the ground. Chamber quickly follows through by firing at him with the Power Blade again. Unfortunately, K.E.M. recovers quickly and propels himself out of the bullets' paths.

K.E.M. isn't done, though. He quickly pulls out the Explosion Power Coin and summons the Rumble Hammer. He quickly inserts it into his weapon.

"Explosive Power Finish!" The Hero Driver calls before K.E.M. spins his hammer around in a circle before slamming it down where the bullets came from.

Suddenly, a wave of explosions is released from the Rumble Hammer and moves toward Chamber in a widespread attack. The attack heads toward Chamber as he panics before using his newly enhanced agility to jump away from the main body of the attack. Unfortunately, he can't avoid all the force and still gets hit somewhat. The damage dealt to him is enough to cause him to drop his camouflage and let K.E.M. see him.

Not willing to let this chance go and even more pissed than when they started, K.E.M. charges at the downed Chamber and launches another explosive palm strike at him while shouting.

"Die!"

Acting quickly, Chamber rolls out of the way of K.E.M.'s attack and uses the momentum to get off the ground. He then throws out another attack with his whip toward K.E.M's arm. K.E.M. doesn't fall for it, though. He quickly grabs the whip with his hand, and Chamber can feel the glare from behind K.E.M.'s helmet aimed toward him.

"Oh no." Chamber thinks as he sees where this is going.

Before it can play out how he thinks, he quickly lets go of the whip as K.E.M. tries to pull him in by harshly pulling on it.

"I'm not falling for that gag." Chamber bluntly informs the other Kamen Rider before aiming the Power Blade's gun at him.

K.E.M. easily dodges the incoming bullets with his explosions and charges toward Chamber.

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They're not the only ones going at it. Deku is having a lot of trouble fighting Giran in his Nomu form, even when Giran is holding Glasses and the Plus Striker.

Right now, the Masked hero is using his enhanced agility to jump around the Nomu while shooting at it with his Power Blade. However, Giran easily blocks all the bullets fired at him from all sides with his remaining tentacles. Even when it seems like Deku is firing at his back, Giran is still deflecting them without much trouble.

"Why can't I hit him? I'm taking advantage of my agility like I'm supposed to. What am I doing wrong?" Deku panics internally as he watches Giran block another shot.

"Not bad, not bad. I can see why you've been giving us so much trouble. You're quick, and those shots of yours are pretty strong." Giran casually, with a hint of sarcasm added, compliments Deku while using his mental abilities to keep track of said Kamen Rider as they try to attack him.

"Maybe I should try going up close and using the Mighty Knuckle's power instead." Deku thinks before he prepares to do just that.

"Mighty Knuckle." The Hero Driver announces as it summons the Mighty Knuckle in Deku's offhand.

Deku lands on the side of a crate before launching himself toward Giran with the Mighty Knuckle raised in front of him. As Deku closes in, he's sure this will work... until Giran grabs his arm in mid-air and hovers him over the ground with Glasses and the Plus Striker.

"Nice try," Giran says as he holds the three up.

Deku's eyes widen in shock and horror before he desperately struggles against his captor in an attempt to get free. He slashes at the tentacle with the Power Blade, but it doesn't manage to cut Giran despite his thin and somewhat soft-looking nature.

"Sorry, kid. That's not going to work against me. I'm something you haven't dealt with before. But I'll thank you for making my job easier." Giran tells the teen as he reaches for the Hero Driver around his waist.

Deku panics as he sees Giran reach for the Hero Driver and tries to keep him at bay. Unfortunately, nothing he tries seems to be working. It isn't until Giran is suddenly hit with a green lightning bolt that he stops. The attack hurts Giran somewhat since he loosens his hold on Deku, letting the Kamen Rider escape and quickly scamper away from him.

Giran turns his attention to a struggling Plus Striker and says.

"Now, that was rude. It seems your master hasn't taught you to behave. Do you know what happens to animals that attack people?" Giran asks the struggling mechanical horse.

Deku sees where this conversation is going and charges Giran again to try and stop him before he can do anything. He isn't fast enough, though.

"They get put down, and their master has to take responsibility." Giran finishes as he throws the Plus Striker into Deku and sends them hurdling into a nearby warehouse wall.

Deku tries to recover quickly, But the Plus Striker lies atop him, making it difficult for him to move. While Deku struggles with that, Giran focuses most of his attention on the remaining figure in his grasp.

"Now, what should I do with you? Can't have any witnesses or risks getting out." Giran states as he examines the struggling and fearful Glasses.

"Let me go! You're supposed to be our ally, aren't you? You're the one who gave-" Glasses tries to reason with the powerful Nomu in a fruitless attempt to save himself.

His words are cut off, though, by Giran. Who uses his mental powers to shut Glasses' mouth closed before he can say anything else incriminating.

"For a member of a secret organization, your mouth is quite lax. You should work on that. Well, should have, I should say." Giran tells Glasses before putting a tentacle on the man's forehead.

Deku watches in horror as Glasses' eyes suddenly go blank while the Plus Striker gets off him.

"What did you do to him!" Deku asks in alarm as he looks at Glasses' current condition.

"I just shut off his brain for a bit. Nothing to worry about." Giran nonchalantly tells Deku while waving one of his tentacles dismissively.

Deku looks at Giran in disbelief at how uncaring he is about this situation. He'd just killed a man, yet he's treating it like an everyday occurrence. His body begins shaking in fear and anger as he glares at Giran with tears under his helmet. This is not his usual waterfall amount of tears when he's happy or anxious. No, these are tears of frustration and anger. Frustration toward himself for being unable to stop Giran from doing what he did, and anger toward the Nomu for what he's done.

Unknown to him, Giran can feel the teen's mental state and seems to smile at its rising instability. Not that anyone can tell with his Nomu form.

"Man, you really are green, kid. You may not want to be in this business until you're better prepared for the real world. Trust me, being a hero isn't for you if you can't handle seeing something like this." Giran says while holding up Glasses toward the young hero.

Deku tightens his fist around the Mighty Knuckle as Giran shows him Glasses. With an actual growl, Deku charges at Giran with reckless abandon. The Plus Striker is also following her master after the Nomu.

"Ahh!" Deku screams as he rears his arm back while charging at the Nomu in preparation to deliver the best punch he can manage.

"Foolish. You're far too green, kid. You're letting your emotions control you too much." Giran laughs as he throws a tentacle toward Deku to capture him again while doing the same for the Plus Striker.

Deku can't dodge in time while in his emotional state and ends up in the same situation he was in before. The Plus Striker manages to avoid the tentacle and tries to help its master by shooting lightning at the tentacle holding Deku. Giran is prepared, though, and keeps a tight grip on his captive despite the attack on his limb.

Giran then turns their body toward the Plus Striker, and a faint glow surrounds it. The Plus Striker is lifted off the ground and slammed back into it before being tossed into a crate.

"I recommend you give up and make it easy on both of us. You can't beat me. Honestly, I'd prefer not to get involved in the fights against you or the others and cut our time short. However, I won't miss an opportunity if it presents itself. You should have just run when you saw me." Giran tells Deku while reaching for his Hero Driver.

"A hero's job is to get in the way!" Deku shouts at Giran as he struggles to get free while kicking at the limbs reaching for his Hero Driver.

"Sure, kid. But it's pointless if you don't have the strength to do anything." Giran nonchalantly agrees with him before giving some advice while trapping his legs so they'll stop getting in his way.

Deku isn't done, though.

"Then I'll show you that I have the power to beat you!" Deku shouts at him as he quickly opens his Power Coin holder and grabs a random Power Coin before putting it in his Hero Driver and turning the key.

"DRACO-BREATH POWER FINISH!" The Hero Driver announces.

Flames are shot from the holes of Deku's respirator mouthpiece, and it begins swirling around his body. The fire hits Giran's tentacles, and he immediately pulls them back as they erupt into a pillar of fire around Deku to protect him.

Giran looks at his burned limbs and looks toward Deku. He tries to, at least, since the pillar doesn't dissipate. Instead, it seems to rise before arcing downward toward Giran. To his shock, he sees Deku flying out of the arcing fire and launching at him while covered in flame to deliver a flying kick.

Before the kick slams into Giran's head, a light envelops him. When the attack finally does land, another eruption of flames happens between them, and they both find themselves flying backward. Deku sticks the landing and holds a crouching position while Giran is covered in fire and floating above the ground.

Deku stares at the burning figure of Giran for a few seconds, anxious about what's happening to him. Suddenly, a light envelops the flame around him, and it starts flying off him before condensing into a ball. With the fire no longer coating Giran's body, Deku can see slight burns here and there but no substantial damage, to his shock.

"Phew. That wasn't bad, kid. I actually felt that through my powers. I'll give you credit; you're stronger than most heroes. It seems like it'll be more trouble than it's worth to try fighting you right now. Even if I will win in the end." Giran lets out a sigh before a black portal materializes behind him.

Deku's eyes widen in shock before he realizes what Giran plans to do.

"Stop!" He shouts desperately as he charges after Giran.

However, Giran merely launches the fireball at Deku to stop his rush while floating into the portal. The ball of flames explodes upon impact with Deku and causes him to roll on the ground away from Giran.

"See you, kid," Giran tells him as the portal closes right as Deku gets back up to stare at his retreating form.

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Instead of the portal leading him to a completely different location, like a new city or the doctor's lab. It puts him in another warehouse where one of Thirdprint's associates hides. When he exits the portal, Giran returns to his human form and lets out a tired breath.

"Too bad I can't smoke while in that form. The kid would have given me a nice light for my cigarette." Giran mutters as he pulls out a cigarette and puts it in his mouth. He quickly lights it before his phone rings.

Picking up the phone, Giran sees it's Dr. Garaki.

"Hey, Doc. How's it going?" Giran asks non-chalantly.

"How are your injuries?" Dr. Garaki calmly asks.

"Eh, nothing too bad. Just some slight burns." Giran tells him without a care.

"Hmm. So he managed to get through your defenses and harm you. Interesting." Dr. Garaki hums in interest on the other end.

"Is that all you called to ask? I feel so loved." Giran sarcastically says but keeps a lazy grin on his face.

"Yes. You can continue your mission and handle the others. I will give you a warning, though. The other Kamen Riders are battling near our latest defeated Nomu." Dr. Garaki warns him.

"So, hit that place last since it might give me the most trouble or give them more time to finish their squabble. Got it." Giran nods as he imagines what's happening over there.

"Who's there?" Fox's faux fearful voice asks within the warehouse as he looks around the warehouse cautiously.

"Oh, gotta go," Giran says as he hears Fox look around the area for him.

He quickly hands up and prepares for his meeting with another of the Deika City inhabitants.

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Back with the two Kamen Riders locked in combat. K.E.M. tries to hit the invisible Chamber while Chamber keeps at a distance to try and pick away at K.E.M.'s strength. Sadly for Chamber, K.E.M.'s sharp senses and enhanced abilities let him react quickly to avoid the incoming attacks.

"Let's try something else." Chamber thinks as he pulls out a Power Coin and inserts it into the Power Blade.

"Dragonfly Power Finish!" His Hero Driver announces, alerting K.E.M. to his location.

"Die!" K.E.M. shouts as he charges toward where he hears the announcement.

K.E.M. sees some dark blue energy building up in a small area as the energy gathering in the Power Blade's muzzle isn't covered by Chamber's camouflage. He gains a savage grin under his helmet as he charges forward without fear, assuming he can quickly dodge any attack Chamber launches like he has been this whole time.

His plans don't work out, though. When Chamber fires a rapid amount of bullets, K.E.M. quickly launches himself out of the way. But the shots follow after him and start moving in a bizarre flight path that mimics a dragonfly's movements.

"What the?" K.E.M. questions in shock as the bullets follow after him with their weird movements.

He tries to escape them by continuously propelling himself in different directions in mid-air with his explosions. However, The bullets don't give up and continue to chase after him.

"Damn it! What's with this extra's attack?" K.E.M. growls as he changes plans.

Keeping a close eye on the incoming dark blue bullets, K.E.M. uses one of his palms to launch an attack on a couple of them while using the other to prepare for a quick escape against the ones he can't hit. He then repeats this process multiple times, trying to destroy all the bullets flying after him. However, a couple of shots manage to get past K.E.M.'s attempts, thanks to their weird flight paths, and hit K.E.M. in the back, causing him to crash into the ground.

Chamber undoes his camouflage and looks down at K.E.M.

"Not so ferocious now. Now, will you quit trying to attack us? You act like a wild dog trying to bite everyone you see." Chamber bluntly tells the downed Kamen Rider.

K.E.M. doesn't say anything back for once. Instead, he stares at the ground in shock as he realizes a Quirkless extra sent him to it. As the realization slowly builds up within him, his anger rises. It only gets worse when a childhood memory surfaces.

"Are you okay?" A young kid's voice asks inside his mind as he remembers a younger Deku trying to help him when Katsuki fell into a shallow river.

Growling in anger, K.E.M. releases a stronger explosion than any before to shoot himself back onto his feet.

"You're dead!" K.E.M. shouts at Chamber as he launches at the other Kamen Rider with these stronger explosions.

Chamber quickly camouflages himself while thinking.

"I think I made a mistake."

K.E.M. throws his right arm forward and has it constantly explode, creating a small wave of explosions to try and hit Chamber with a widespread attack. The attack manages to scratch Chamber and send him to the ground. K.E.M. catches this and moves to capitalize on it. However, Chamber quickly aims the Power Blade at K.E.M. and shoots him in the chest to force K.E.M. to back up while he gets off the ground.

"You think you can look down on me! You're nothing but a worthless pebble on my way to becoming the number one hero like Deku! You and him shouldn't be able to get in my way! You can't do anything!" K.E.M. screams into the air as he wildly attacks the area to try and find Chamber.

"This guy is losing it. I guess he really doesn't like it when people fight back." Chamber thinks as he silently watches K.E.M.

"Where are you, you bastard?! Fight me!" K.E.M. screams out toward Chamber while Chamber slowly backs away from K.E.M. to gain a little more distance.

However, the two end up pausing as they hear something mechanical speeding toward them. They turn to see Deku rushing toward them on the Plus Striker.

"Deku!" K.E.M. shouts as he sees the first Kamen Rider and charges at him.

"Crap!" Chamber thinks as he prepares to fire at K.E.M. to stop him.

"Wait!" Deku screams in a panic as the Plus Striker stops.

K.E.M. doesn't listen, though. He charges Deku with the intent of destroying him.

The Plus Striker sees this and quickly goes into evasive maneuvers by fighting a lightning bolt at K.E.M. while backing away. At the same time, Chamber fires toward K.E.M. as well.

K.E.M. dodges the lightning bolt but is grazed by Chamber's bullets. That doesn't stop him from trying to continue attacking Deku in his rage.

"Die!" K.E.M. shouts as he chases the Plus Striker.

"Kacchan! You need to stop! This is important!" Deku tries to reason with the other teen while his mechanical partner runs.

K.E.M. isn't listening and continues to charge after them, though.

"Seriously? What's with this guy? I've heard of people fighting with instincts and emotions more than anything else, but this is ridiculous." Chamber groans as he watches K.E.M. chase Deku before trying to get him to stop by shooting at him again.

"I need to figure out how to calm him down." Deku thinks as he watches K.E.M. dodge a few bullets.

"How do you get Kacchan to stop? How do you get Kacchan to stop?" Deku mentally questions himself repeatedly as he's chased after.

Unfortunately, he realizes that he doesn't know how to calm K.E.M. down without taking a beating.

"Oh, what do I do?" Deku asks as a chibi version of him cries in his mind when he realizes he doesn't know what to do.

He then remembers a Power Coin perfect for locking K.E.M. into place long enough for him to explain the situation. However, K.E.M. may be too quick to get hit by it. Pulling out the Solidification Power Coin, Deku leans toward the Plus Striker's head and whispers.

"I need you to hold him down long enough for me to hit him," Deku begs his mechanical partner, getting a neigh in response.

The Plus Striker quickly turns around and prepares to charge at K.E.M. while Deku inserts the Solidification Power Coin into his Power Blade.

"Solidification Power Finish!" The Hero Driver announces.

With that signal, the Plus Striker charges at K.E.M. with the plan of pinning him down so their master can hit him. They fire lightning bolts at the Kamen Rider, but he continues dodging the attacks like he's been dodging Chamber's bullets. However, the Plus Striker isn't done, and when K.E.M. gets close enough, he tries to move to the side but is tackled by the Plus Striker and quickly pinned down.

Seeing his chance, Deku quickly leans forward, aims the Power Blade's gun at K.E.M., and pulls the trigger on the struggling Kamen Rider.

Upon making contact, K.E.M.'s body is locked in place while he's prone, ensuring he'll stop attacking them.

"So, do we take his Driver?" Chamber asks as he walks over to the others.

"No!" Deku panickly shouts at Chamber as K.E.M. screeches while igniting his palms.

"I'll kill you if you try! You damn, shitty Deku! What did you do to me?!" K.E.M. screams as he tries to stand but can't move because of Deku's last attack. From his position, he can't even use his explosions to try and prop himself up.

"You realize you won't be able to do anything from that position, right?" Chamber curiously asks K.E.M. when he sees the prone Kamen Rider try to blow them up, most of his previous animosity gone since K.E.M. can't do anything to them.

"Shut up!" K.E.M. exclaims murderously as he tries to blow up Chamber's face for looking down on him.

"Wow. You really are scary. And you had to deal with this guy growing up?" Chamber asks Deku while leaning down toward K.E.M.

"...Yeah." Deku hesitantly nods.

"Fuck you!" K.E.M. screams at them.

Quickly realizing they're getting off-topic, Deku panics and changes the subject.

"B-b-but that's not important r-right n-now. We have to hurry and find the Nomu!" Deku exclaims, causing confusion amongst the group.

"The hell are you talking about Deku!? I killed the damn Nomu!" K.E.M. snaps at Deku from his position on the ground.

"Yeah, I saw him take them down before we fought." Chamber nods his head in agreement.

Deku looks at Chamber and finally has the chance to acknowledge his new appearance.

"How did you change your armor?" Deku asks in shock, confusing Chamber.

"Have you read the manual? You can swap forms using different Power Coins." Chamber states.

Deku pauses upon hearing that, with school, All Might's training, and his notes on different Power Coins and Nomu, he completely forgot about the manual.

"Dumbass." K.E.M. grunts in annoyance at Deku.

"You have no room to talk! You nearly killed some people!" Chamber suddenly snaps at K.E.M. while kicking him.

"I'll kill you!" K.E.M. screams at Chamber with another set of explosions after Chamber kicks him.

"So, what's this about another Nomu?" Chamber asks Deku, ignoring the other Kamen Rider.

Getting back on track, Deku quickly explains everything that happened to him. He tells them about how he found the Nomu holding Glasses and the Plus Striker to his fight and the powers of the Nomu. However, as he's about to get to how the battle ended, his body freezes up, and his words die in his mouth.

"You okay?" Chamber asks in worry.

"Spit it out already, Deku! How'd the fucking battle end, and what did the bastard do?" K.E.M. demands an answer while on the ground.

"He, uh..., he killed the civilian we helped earlier," Deku says uncomfortably.

That causes both Kamen Riders to freeze up upon hearing the word death. K.E.M.'s the first to recover from the shock and mutter.

"Fucking villain." Which is rewarded by another kick from Chamber.

Chamber remembers his sonar ability and quickly checks it to see how many blips are on. To his shock, it seems like a couple of them have vanished.

"They're gone. The civilians have vanished." Chamber states as he looks at the blips; only Glasses' blip remains out of the previous three civilian blips, and he knows from Deku that Glasses is dead.

Deku looks at Chamber in shock while K.E.M. shouts at him in confusion since he's locked out of the loop about Chamber's ability.

"What the hell are you talking about? Hurry up and tell me, Pompadour!" K.E.M. demands an explanation while also giving him a nickname.

Chamber ignores him and continues to analyze his radar, only to gain another shock when a new dot suddenly appears near their group.

"Something's here!" Chamber shouts in alarm as he turns around and readies his Power Blade.

Deku and K.E.M. are equally alarmed by his words and quickly prepare themselves. Well, K.E.M. tries to at least.

"Damn it! How long does this shit last, Deku!" K.E.M. screams at Deku as his body is unable to move still.

The Kamen Riders are looking for whoever is on Chamber's radar only to find Giran floating near the former Thirdprint, Yajima. Upon seeing him, Deku and Chamber fire at Giran while also charging toward him.

"Get away from him!" Deku shouts at Giran while firing.

Their attacks are about as effective as when Deku fought Giran alone, with Giran blocking all their shots with his limbs while moving toward Yajima.

"That's unfortunate. I'd hoped you'd not notice me while fighting each other." Giran states as he continues to guard against their simultaneous attacks.

"Well, at least I don't have to deal with all of you at once." Giran laughs as he notices K.E.M.'s prone form.

"Fuck you, you overgrown piece of calamari!" K.E.M. screams indignantly as he continues to release explosions in anger.

"Excuse you, I'll have you know I'm an overgrown piece of octopus, not calamari. Despite popular belief, calamari isn't made from octopus and is actually squid." Giran says in a matter-of-fact tone.

He then picks Yajima up and moves to do what he did to Glasses to him. That is before he must use that limb to block a rapid charge from the Plus Striker. Upon capturing the mechanical creature, he quickly prepares to slam them into the Kamen Riders until he notices Chamber has stopped firing at him and vanished. That's no problem for Giran since he knows where they are without even being able to see him. 

Throwing a wide swing with the Plus Striker on the end, Giran aims to get both Kamen Riders with his attack. However, Deku is calmer this time around, at least slightly, and manages to predict this. He jumps over the attack while Chamber isn't so lucky. He ends up getting hit by the attack and losing his camouflage. Giran releases his grip on the Plus Striker and throws the two through a nearby warehouse wall before focusing on Deku.

Deku closes the gap quickly and is right on top of the Nomu before his body involuntarily freezes, and he can't seem to move no matter what he tries.

"W-what's happening?" Deku asks in shock as he desperately tries to move.

He soon finds himself getting sent flying and crashing onto the ground close to K.E.M.'s frozen form. For once, K.E.M. is in shock as he witnesses the Nomu's power. That shock soon turns into anger as he desperately tries to undo whatever Deku did to him and attack Giran. He hates feeling so useless and helpless. It doesn't help that the one who turned him into this immobile rock is the one he hates the most, who's lying right next to him.

"Deku! Hurry up and undo what you did to me, damn it!" K.E.M. screams at the Kamen Rider next to him.

Deku shakes off the damage and looks toward the shouting K.E.M. before nervously saying.

"I-I-I d-don't k-know how to d-do that." He honestly tells K.E.M., causing more rage to grow within the other Kamen Rider.

"Damn it, Deku! Can't you do anything right?! At least stay out of my way and try to undo this!" K.E.M. screams at him, causing Deku to flinch under his helmet.

"S-sorry." He says as he immediately fusses over K.E.M.'s condition and tries to figure out how to undo it.

While they try to figure this out, Chamber is pushing the Plus Striker off him and recovering in the warehouse. As he slowly pulls himself out of the warehouse, he gets the shock of his life as he watches Giran put a tentacle to Yajima's head before dropping him while Deku tries to figure out how to help K.E.M.

After doing whatever he did to Yajima, a misty black portal opens behind Giran, and he floats toward it. Panicking, Chamber looks around for anything he can use to stop Giran before realizing he's lost both his weapons and deciding the best course of action is to try and charge at Giran to halt his retreat. He's unable to reach the Nomu in time, though, and they manage to enter the portal before it closes right as it's in Chamber's grasp.

"Damn it!" Chamber angrily shouts, causing Deku and K.E.M. to look toward him, one in worry and the other in confusion.

They then realize what happened to cause him to shout like that and look on in different degrees of horror and frustration.

"Damn it! He got away! This is your fault, Deku!" K.E.M. screams at Deku angrily since it was his fault he couldn't do anything when the Nomu showed up.

"W-what?" Deku asks in shock.

While the two are arguing, Chamber ends his transformation and holds Yajima in his arms to check what happened to him. He sees the cold eyes of Yajima, and it causes his body to tense with worry.

"Calm down. He may be okay. Just check his pulse like you were taught." Shiki thinks before checking his wrist for a pulse.

Thankfully, there seems to be a pulse, meaning Yajima isn't dead from whatever Giran did to him. However, that isn't much comfort as Shiki still can't get Yajima to respond to him.

"Hey? Are you okay? You need to try and answer me. At least try to blink to signal that you can hear me. Please." Shiki begs and pleads for the man to do something so he knows Yajima is still with them.

Nothing he does seems to get a reaction out of him. He tries waving a hand in front of his face, snapping his fingers, even shaking him slightly in hopes it would snap him out of whatever trance he's been put in.

While he tries to get Yajima to interact with him, Deku tries to figure out how to undo K.E.M.'s condition. Finally, he has an idea and grabs K.E.M.'s Hero Driver, causing him to growl at Deku.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, Deku!? Don't touch that!" He screams at Deku, assuming he'll take it away from him and keep it.

However, his words calm when Deku doesn't take the Driver and instead ends the transformation, allowing Katsuki to move again. When he sees Katsuki able to move again, Izuku de-activates his transformation and smiles in relief.

"Thank goodness that wor-" Izuku starts before getting an explosion to the face from a pissed-off Katsuki.

"Damn it, Deku! You let him get away! If you hadn't frozen my body, I would have killed that bastard!" Katsuki growls at the downed Izuku.

Deku stares up at Katsuki while holding his face in pain. However, it's his words that seem to hurt him the most. It causes him to flinch and look at the ground.

"Why can't you stop getting in my way!? You're fucking useless! That's why you're a Deku! You're a Quirkless loser who can't become a hero, let alone a good one!" Katsuki growls at him as he picks him up and holds him by the collar.

After screaming at the other teen, Katsuki throws him back toward the ground and angrily stomps off after growling about being unable to do anything against Giran.

Izuku lays there, holding his face while winching and thinking about Katsuki's words. He doesn't have long to do this, though. Shiki walks toward him while carrying Yajima over his shoulder.

"We need to get him to a hospital now," Shiki tells the downed Izuku with a grim look on his face.

Shaking his head and using his arm to rub the marks left by Katsuki's attack, Izuku stands up and nods in agreement before calling over the Plus Striker. When the mechanical steed arrives, Shiki quickly puts Yajima on its back before pulling out his phone.

"You take him to the hospital. I've got to call Grandpa and tell him what happened." Shiki tells Izuku while speed-dialing the call.

Izuku doesn't say anything and listens to Shiki's order, planning to grab Glasses on the way out.

As he watches Izuku run off, Shiki's call connects.

"Grandfather! We have a big problem!" Shiki immediately shouts into the call.

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Later that day, Izuku sits in a hospital lobby with his head in his hands as he waits. Soon, Hisashi and Inko come bolting into the hospital with worried expressions as they search for their son.

"There he is," Inko says in worry as she points Hisashi toward their son.

"Izuku, are you okay?" Hisashi asks his son worriedly as the two rush to give their son a comforting hug.

Izuku gladly accepts his parents' hug with tears in his eyes and hesitantly nods.

"I-I'm fine. It's t-the o-o-other two that are hurt." Izuku stutters as tears of regret build while he thinks about them.

"We mean emotionally, Son. Today must have been tough." Hisashi tells his child while keeping a firm hold on him.

That does it for Izuku. He releases heavy sobs as he returns his parents' hug with a tighter hold.

At the entrance of the hospital, Fumihito and Shiki are watching the family moment. A moment later, Fumihito rests a hand supportively on Shiki's shoulder.

"You can cry to me too if it's too much for you. You know that, right?" Fumihito asks his grandson, whose hands tighten into fists as he looks at the hospital floor.

"I-I'm fine, Grandfather. I-I promise. I knew this m-might happen one day. It comes with the job." Shiki tells his grandpa with a slight stutter in his tone as he tries to keep it together.

Fumihito doesn't say anything and pulls his grandson into a sideways hug for comfort.

That does it. Shiki begins releasing tears as he cries about today's events and his helplessness.

"I couldn't do anything today. I-I couldn't stop that Nomu f-from doing whatever he wanted, and I almost l-lost to K.E.M. again. I-I k-knew this c-could h-have happened, b-but I t-thought I could handle it. I-I-I thought I could pr-prevent that with h-him." Shiki cries as he stutters slightly through his tears.

"Let it all out. Today has been stressful for you both. Today was the day you faced one of the painful realities of hero work." Fumihito supportively tells his grandson as Shiki and Izuku cry in their guardians' arms.

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"Damn it!" Katsuki shouts for the hundredth time after remembering today's events again. No matter how hard he tries, not that he's trying very hard, he can't get over how he failed to do anything against that second Nomu because of the other Kamen Riders.

"Damn, Deku. He got in my way again." Katsuki growls in frustration again.

"It sounds like you had a rough day. Why don't you go back to your parents? While you're at it, take the next couple of days off to recover from today. You went through a lot, feeling helpless and unable to stop the Nomu while they killed people." Slidin' Go tells his student while placing a hand on Katsuki's shoulder.

Katsuki swats Slidin' Go's hand away and gives the hero a withering glare for it and his suggestion.

"I don't need a fucking break! Don't look down on me! I'm not Deku or Pompadour! I can handle anything that's thrown at me! I'm the next number-one hero." Katsuki growls at Slidin' Go, feeling he's being looked down on again because of today's events.

"Alright. But I still think you should follow my advice. Doing hero work is only half a hero's job. You also have to make sure that you're at your best constantly. You may not like the consequences otherwise. I've seen plenty of heroes who think they can go on patrol when something's weighing them down get injured and, in some cases, killed." Slidin' Go advises Katsuki, warning him about what can happen if he doesn't take the time to care for himself.

Katsuki growls at his teacher before stomping off in frustration. As Slidin' Go watches him go, he raises an eyebrow toward the teen.

"Did he call Chairman Hikage's grandson Pompadour? Huh. That's an interesting nickname; I suppose it isn't wrong when you consider his form, though." Slidin' Go mentally muses before changing the topic to a more important one.

"I should alert the higher-ups about a Nomu killing our own. What could these guys be planning?" Slidin' Go questions.

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Izuku, Shiki, and their respective family members all return to the apartment complex where Shiki and the Midoriya family live. After talks between Fumihito, Hisashi, and the hospital staff, the group learns what happened to Yajima and Glasses. It seems the two have been put in a comatose state. Their bodies are undamaged from whatever Giran did, but their minds don't seem to be reacting to anything.

With heavy steps, the group heads to their different apartments.

"Have a good night, Mr. Hikage and Hikage," Inko says to the two as they diverge from the group to head toward Shiki's apartment.

"Thank you. May you have a good night as well. Please make sure your son gets plenty of rest. He and Shiki deserve it after today's events. You may want to keep him home from school as well." Fumihito advises the Midoriya family before following the quiet Shiki toward his apartment.

The Midoriya parents nod at his words and lead their son upstairs.

Fumihito watches as Shiki messes with his key to unlock the door for a few seconds before opening the door. Quickly following after his grandson, Fumihito closes and locks the door behind him before following Shiki toward the kitchen counter. Sitting at one of the stools near him, Fumihito looks toward his tired grandson.

"So, how are you feeling?" Fumihito asks his grandson.

"Like crap." Shiki bluntly tells him.

Fumihito lets out a small laugh at his grandson's words and tone before giving him a sad look.

"That's how plenty of heroes feel when they fail to save someone. That's a sign that you'll become a great hero." Fumihito promises.

"You think so?" Shiki asks.

"Of course. How you and Midoriya are feeling shows you two deeply care about others. That's the essence of being a hero." Fumihito reassuringly explains.

"Weird. I thought it was saving those people." Shiki mutters in a dead tone.

Fumihito gives his grandson a sad look before placing a hand on Shiki's shoulder comfortingly. Before he can say anything, though, Shiki opens his mouth.

"Don't worry, I know even All Might can't save everyone. I was raised around heroes, after all. Losses are going to happen inevitably. I just have to try harder next time, r-right?" Shiki asks as his voice begins to tremble near the end.

"Shiki," Fumihito says while giving his grandson a look of sadness and pity.

"I almost beat him. I almost beat that Quirkest asshole. I almost proved that I can do it without a Quirk." Shiki tells his grandpa.

"Shiki." Fumihito starts again.

"Despite your best intentions, I know I shouldn't be wielding the Hero Driver. I can't make the same use of it as someone born with a Quirk. However, I'm figuring out how to use it better than anyone." Shiki cries.

"Shiki," Fumihito says again before the massive man picks up his grandson and holds him like one would a child, with Shiki's chin resting on his shoulder.

"I'll prove that anyone can be a hero with the right equipment. Just like Mom and Dad wanted to do." Shiki promises his grandfather.

"I know you will," Fumihito tells him with a smile as he feels the tears falling on his shoulder.

"This was a hard lesson that I didn't wish Shiki to experience firsthand so soon. However, maybe it'll be good for him and Midoriya to have been hit with this reality early on. It'll give them a better perspective on the world they want to join." Fumihito thinks to himself as he holds his crying grandson.

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In the Midoriya apartment, the family is sitting together on the couch with the TV on to try and take their minds off today's events. Inko and Hisashi are on either side of their son and hug him to make sure he knows he has their support.

"Are you sure you're going to be okay?" Inko asks her son in worry.

"I-I think so. Maybe. I'm not sure." Izuku tells them, stuttering slightly at the beginning before fixing his words.

"You don't have to answer right away. This kind of thing must have been a huge shock to you. Just relax and don't worry about anything right now. Take a few days off from training and anything related to being a hero or the Hero Driver. Focus on your studies so you can graduate this year." Hisashi advises his son calmly.

"That's right, there's still a few months of school left, and then I'll have to try to get into U.A.," Izuku thinks, not realizing that he's muttering his thoughts for his parents to hear.

"What did I just say? I told you not to worry about anything related to being a hero. That means no worrying about your future education to become an official one." Hisashi exasperatedly sighs toward his son before giving him an unamused look.

However, it unknowingly falls flat for him because he's muttering his thoughts for his son and wife to hear.

"Honestly, why couldn't the genetics stop at your mother's hair color and my freckles? Why did you have to inherit her waterfall-like tear ducts and my muttering habits?"

"You're doing it yourself, dear," Inko tells her husband with faux exasperation to match Hisashi's previous tone with Izuku.

Hisashi's cheeks brighten, and smoke is released from his mouth in embarrassment as he realizes what he's done. This causes Izuku to laugh while Inko giggles at her family's antics, the Midoriya apartment's previous dour mood toward a more comfortable and friendly one. Sadly, all good things seem to come to an end.

When Hisashi changes to the news, the family is shocked to see what's on.

"As you can see, our first resident, Kamen Rider, Deku, can be seen tackling the one known as King Explosion Murder when he's about to defeat the Nomu. This gives the dangerous villain a chance to escape." The newscaster explains as a clip of Deku trying to stop K.E.M. appears on the screen.

"Moments of unprofessionalism like this aren't uncommon in the hero world. Sadly, it seems one of our society's resident shining stars can't handle losing the credit for defeating the villain, toward the one who had attacked him during a test for the city's heroes." The newscaster releases a sigh of disappointment, causing Izuku to flinch.

As the newscaster talks, Hisashi's mouth begins to smoke again as his anger rises.

"It looks like our rising star might become a falling one soon. We've been given new information that the Nomu, who dubbed themselves Tangram, managed to kill at least one individual during their escape from the Kamen Riders." The newscaster explains as the TV shows a picture of Gamiji.

Izuku stares at the photo in horror while Inko puts her son in a tighter hold to try and calm him down. While she's doing this, Hisashi is seething in anger and looks like he's two seconds away from burning the television into ashes.

"The victim in question has been identified as Gamiji Mori, a resident from Deika City in the Aichi Prefecture visiting the Shizuoka Prefecture's Musutafu. Unfortunately, it looks like his vacation will be taking a more permanent stay." The newscaster says solemnly.

Izuku is shaking as he listens to the newscaster, tears welling in his eyes again. Inko does her best to try and calm her son down, while Hisashi does his best not to lose his temper.

"We can only hope casualties like these will be avoided during future Nomu attacks. However, we must ask ourselves, which Kamen Rider is really in the wrong? Or even if the Kamen Riders can be trusted to handle this situation? All we know about them is what the Hero Public Safety Commission has revealed. We know nothing about them as people or individuals, only as special heroes tasked with taking down the Nomu." The newscaster explains.

Small bits of fire actually start to emerge from Hisashi's mouth as his anger reaches its limits.

"This is Hero News, coming to you with the latest information on heroes flying off." With that, the TV cuts to a commercial break right as Hisashi's temper explodes, and he breathes a substantial amount of fire from his mouth toward the TV, incinerating it.

Taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down, Hisashi looks toward Izuku, only to find his son gone and an upset-looking Inko looking at the floor with tears in her eyes. When he sees this, his anger rises again, soon replaced with sadness as he realizes what his son is going through.

"Damn it. Can nothing go his way today?" Hisashi growls in frustration.

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In his room, Izuku is lying on his bed and looking at the ceiling with cold, dead eyes as if his universe had come crashing down on him.

"Several people got hurt because of me. Someone died because of me." Izuku thinks as he stares at the ceiling.

Soon, he pulls out his Hero Driver and looks at it with the same stare he gave the ceiling.

"Do I even deserve to be a Kamen Rider after this?" He wonders in his mind, unsure about how to handle this new information.

With today's events catching up to him, Izuku sets the Hero Driver down before drifting off to sleep in his bed. Before he does, though, he asks himself another series of questions.

"Do I deserve to be trained by All Might? Do I deserve to fight with Hikage? Do I deserve to be a hero?" With those questions mumbled from his mouth, Izuku closes his tear-stained eyes and tries to fall asleep, hoping tomorrow will show better results than today's.

Or at least that it'll provide an answer to his different questions.

Power Coins

Deku Rabbit, Draco-Breath, Charge, Marsh, Solidification, Unicorn, Overdrive, Wheels, Division, Bull, Barrier

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༻Your Appearance Messed Me Up(yuyeon)༺

Chapter 12/25 + bonus chapter

Yuqi's POV

I pulled out my notebook. I drew a sketch of the secret archives room. Thanks to my photographic memory, I was able to remember most of the tags and labels since the last time I sneaked into there as a dare. I quickly marked out the shelves that I needed to check and take files from. 

I looked at my phone to check the time. 1700. I needed to plan my steps and moves carefully. I also needed a suit to keep all my weapons. 

yuqi

hey, bro, I need a suit black

need something to cover my face with many pockets, i need to keep weapons

read 17:03

lucas

got that

will make one now

probs will be done in 3 days

Lucas is good at making clothes. He is a tailor now. He did not want to follow his family's footstep and make a living in marketing. He is currently a successful tailor with his own brand. Now that I got my suit covered, I went to the secret compartment that I kept in the apartment. I unlatched the floorboard and saw my stash of weapons. I smiled. Those were the ones that I had customised to a black that could camouflage itself to the shade of the environment its in. 

There was a pistol with 4 changes of bullets, a taser, paralyzers, small electrocuters that take the shape of a circle and is around 1 inch in diameter, there was also a foldable baton. I love the arsenal that I had. It will be so much easier to take down the guards. 

Over the next few days, I bought takeout with Lucas's card while I perfected my plan. Three days later, Lucas brought me the suit I had requested for. I love it. It had pockets on the side and a hidden holster for the gun and the baton on both sides. It was black and came with a hood that covered both my face and my hair. 

"Thanks. I will pay you once I get back to Korea." I said.

"No need, you can go on a date with me to repay me." Lucas winked, smiling. I fake gagged and he stopped smiling.

"You know that we are never going to be possible. You know full well that I like girls." I replied, looking away. He pouted. I ignored him. Lucas had a crush on me ever since the first day we've met. I knew that he wanted to date me and he has been flirting a little bit with me here and there. I chose to ignore him. 

I pushed him out of the apartment and shut the door on him. I went back to planning. I must take action today. It is a Saturday, I need to get the files then board the morning plane tomorrow morning. I went out onto the streets with a hoodie over my head. I knew a place that would be safe for me to keep and pick up after the mission. I went to buy a foldable backpack, a fake designer bag, a fake branded dress, a pair of fake branded shoes and a pair of sunglasses. I bought a wig that showed that I had red hair.

At 6pm, I walked into the main hall of the company with my suit and the bag I bought today in the designer bag. I wore the sunglasses and the wig and walked to the main lobby of the company. A security guard tried to stop me," Miss, please, you need to register."

I turned to look at him and growled. "Do you think I have the time? I caught my bastard boyfriend cheating on me. I'm here to teach him a lesson." He immediately stepped away. I walked into the elevator and pressed the buttons to the 17th level. It's one level below the archives and there are normal office workers there.

I saw Zhang Qifan, one of the persons that I had placed in the office to get insider information that father never wanted me to get. I went in and dragged him by his arm to the stairwell." Need your help. I am going to the archives, I want you to cause a distraction, I need to sneak in at 10 tonight." I quickly told him in a hushed voice. Then in a louder voice, "You cheating bastard! How dare you see another woman while we are dating." I slapped him hard on his arm. I winked at him and he got the message.

"I'm so sorry honey! Trust me, it wasn't how it appeared to be. Please, that woman was just a green tea bitch (An internet slang used to describe a young woman that likes to dress and act in a certain fashion in order to portray herself as pure and innocent). We have nothing in between." He cried in an exaggerated fashion, I tried to control my laughter. There was a security camera in the stairwell. 

I walked out of the stairwell and went to the bathroom. I locked myself into a bathroom stall and changed into my suit. I took off the wig and slipped the hoodie over my head. When I was sure that there was no one in the bathroom, I looked around and saw a window. I looked up and saw that the window led up to the level above. I locked the door at the entrance of the bathroom, left the cameo I had, took out a piece of harness and lifted myself out of the window. 

I swiftly climbed into the window above and pulled the harness up. I knew for a fact that no there are no female employees on this level, so the bathroom will be clear. I kept my harness in the bag I bought and placed it in a stall just in case. The lights were off, I had to be careful at all times. I peeked out of the door and saw that there was no security cameras in that particular hallway.

Now, I just needed to wait.

[deaconusdelirium]

Would they ever hand you their jacket?

Fuck off, it’s cold here, and it’s raining non stop. To make it worse, I live in the forest, yay, jk. Really, it is cold, anyways, enjoy

———

Woods≈

Real talk? No, get your own, what makes you think he’ll give his jackets up? He couldn’t care less on your feelings, even more, if your cold or not. Should have brought a jacket.

However, if you manage to sneak into his heart. Take it, you want his ring finger too? Go ahead. He’ll give it to you. But he has to feel cold too just so he knows you actually are

Mason≈

(Inserts WildCats: Dangerous) somft boi. He will absolutely give you his jacket, there’s no need to tell him actually, if he feels a slight chill. He’s right by your side with his jacket already being wrapped around you. He can just takes Woods anyways, he has that much control over him

Adler≈

Umm, yeah I guess so. But it’s leather, and you know how leather jackets have that like, silky texture inside, and when you put it on its cold? Yeah, it’s like that, so yes, he’ll give it to you. But in the process, you’ll get colder to get warmer, he doesn’t do hugs when you have his jackets on though. Nope.

Stitch≈

No. Get your own. You have money, you can talk, most importantly, you have the body language if you can’t. No matter how many times you ask, he’s not giving it up. That’s all that can be said.

Naga≈

It’s a hard question. It’s either a yes or no, but it’s almost always yes. If you’re both out on a mission, then no. If you both are just sitting around or hanging out with others, it’s most likely a yes but you have to go somewhere private where the others won’t look at his body. He feels exposed and it’s uncomfortable when others stare

Ghost≈

Yes! And I say that with affirmation, he may be a bit shy about it at first. Since he always has either a jacket or long sleeve on, he’s never really exposed his whole arm, and when he does. My gosh, what a treat. And his jacket is the most comfortable thing in the world, he has no problem whatsoever when you want it. And it comes with hugs

Gaz≈

Oh my, did you just ask for his jacket? He needs to hear you say it again, then he’ll smile and hand it out to you. And boy is it a sight, you bundled up in his puffy jacket. He’ll be a bit extra and put his cap on you. Then laugh it off, he doesn’t mind, and quite frankly, he’s thinking of getting you one that looks exactly like his.

Yuri≈

Big strong man=big comfy jacket. He won’t exactly give it to you when you ask, but he will give you a sweater or one that he isn’t wearing. If you’re both alone, he’ll even give it to you. It makes his day when you go around with his jacket on, will probably tease you when the sleeves hang off your hands

Makarov≈

To be honest, yes. Yes he will give you his jacket, you know the camouflaged one? Yeah, that one. Sometimes he’ll let you wear his suit jacket. It’s not rare, but not common, maybe when you both stay late at his office, and you forgot to bring a jacket, then he’ll let you wear it. And those arms are just… mmm 10 points for the tattoos

Reznov≈

You’re his, and he’s yours. Your basically bonded together so he sees no point in asking for his jackets. Just take it. But if it’s in public, then maybe ask, he always brings an extra jacket, or he reminds you to get yours. If you forgot, then he’ll back you up with his other, or the one you left behind

Dimitri≈

Sweet baby, you may have it. He’s so lovestruck, he’ll do whatever you want him too. Even if you don’t ask for his jacket, he’ll still give it to you. It’s surprising at how affectionate he can be when you leave him be. He just feels the need to do so, it’s like an instinct.

———

Boring day means nothing to do. Have something on your mind or wanna make a little request, I’m open

[mox-writes]

Rail Me. Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

Warnings: 18+, m/m smut, unprotected sex, language, male orgasm, oral sex.

Word count: 2,452

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

Summary: Steve keeps telling people he's going to rail them but doesn't know what it means. Bucky gets jealous and shows him.

A/N: Based on this post! I did not proofread this, I haven't proofread anything since my first semester of college. This also sat here for a while so if there seems to be a disconnect between what I wrote days ago versus just now, I apologize! This isn't very good but I wanted to put that post into reality lmfao

crossposted on moongoddessmox

The Avengers sat around Tony’s large living room plotting a mission to take the Tesseract from Loki. It was one of the million times Loki had stolen it from them and this was becoming routine.

“Look, all we need is Steve, Bucky, and Nat to go take care of this. The rest of us can take care of other things, we don’t all need to go every single time,” Hawkeye stood up with an annoyed sigh, just wanting to get back to his family.

“He’s right, you three go and we’ll put our minds to better use here.” Tony agreed, turning away and heading toward the stairs to his office. The group just grumbled, exhausted, and irritated about the constant meetings to discuss Loki, a consistent problem they never seemed to fix.

“Maybe we should just send Buck and Nat, Cap is getting pretty old.” Sam Wilson laughed.

“Ha, ha. Keep making jokes and I’ll rail you, Bucky is just as old as I am.” Steve responded. The group paused, stopped dead in their tracks at the words that left Steve’s lips. Everyone kept looking back and forth between each other and asking ‘what the fuck did he just say?’ with only their facial expressions. Natasha smirked, realizing that Steve didn’t understand what he said.

“Whoa now, let’s just focus on the mission.” Sam took a step back rubbing the back of his neck as his face became flushed.

“Awkward…” Hawkeye cringed, leaving the room.

~Mission~

Steve, Bucky, and Natasha entered the large estate where Loki was hiding out, well, he wasn’t really hiding. It was more of a camouflage as he was throwing a lavish party, something that he could blend into if he ran into trouble. Bucky’s large arm wrapped around Nat’s waist as they maneuvered through the crowd, trying to blend in. Her dress dipped low in the front and back and swayed at her knees as they walked. Steve was adorned in a blue pinstriped suit, his muscles barely being contained in the fabric.

“I got eyes on Loki,” Nat’s voice came through their earpieces. Loki waltzed up the curved staircase away from the party.

“I’ll go find the tesseract, you two boys follow Loki.” Nat departed from Bucky’s side and disappeared into the crowd. Bucky and Steve reached the bottom of the staircase together and followed Loki up. The two of them sneaked through the halls, listening for him behind closed doors until they heard shuffling around. Steve counted down for Bucky to bust open the door. His foot made contact and ripped the door off its hinges as they barreled through. Two women laid one on top of the other in a large bed, dresses half off and hair a mess. Bucky and Steve got wide-eyed and froze up as the women screamed at the top of their lungs.

“Fuck,” was all Bucky could manage to say, quickly averting his eyes and shuffling out of the room.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry...sorry...sorry” Steve grabbed the door from the floor and placed it over the gaping doorway. His face was burning red and Bucky began to laugh, patting a hand on Steve’s shoulder before moving on to the next door.

The pair finally found Loki standing in a large dark room. His black suit jacket was neatly placed over a chair, and his sleeves properly rolled up to his elbows. Loki’s back was to the door as he looked out a large panel window at the night sky. The room was lined with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, completely full except for a few spots where books had been pulled. Steve and Bucky entered the room quietly, hoping to sneak up behind Loki, but as soon as they reached the desk that stood between Loki and the door, the double doors slammed shut. They whipped around to see Loki, in his black and green robes and gold horns, standing at the door with a smirk.

“You’d think you would know by now,” Loki’s accent was thick and smooth as he taunted the two super soldiers. They turned around to look at the Loki standing at the window but he disappeared in a smoke before their eyes. Bucky ran to Loki and began throwing punches while Steve threw his shield at him. Loki fought them off and flung them around the room with the magic of his scepter. After a while, Loki had Bucky on the floor trying to recuperate, and Steve pressed against the bookshelves, bleeding from his eyebrow. Loki smirked at him as he dug his scepter into Steve’s throat. Bucky stood up and ran toward them, but Loki shot his arm back and pushed him away with magic. The super soldier crashed into the shelves and books fell on him.

“Now I’m really going to rail you,” Steve spat at Loki, whose eyes got wide with an excited surprise.

“Now, now, aren’t you a dirty little boy.” Steve looked at him confused and pushed him off, getting the upper hand and pinning Loki to the floor.

“I do prefer you buy me dinner first, but I see we’re skipping that stage.” Loki chuckled, amused by the way he was defeated. Bucky got up from the floor, disgruntled and hurt. Not only physically, but he was hurt by Steve. He didn’t understand why he wanted to rail everyone but him, especially Loki. He could understand Sam, they were best friends, and awfully close. But why did Steve want to have sex with Loki? Over him? It didn’t make sense, especially at this moment. Maybe Steve had a domination kink that Bucky didn’t know about, that’s why he was hard for the evildoer right now. Bucky shook away his thoughts, grabbing Loki by the arm and leading him out of the room with Steve on his other side.

Back at the Avengers base, Loki was locked up and the tesseract was safely hidden away. Bucky knocked on Steve’s door ready to confront him about his feelings. It was late, everyone was in bed by now but Bucky knew Steve would be awake. The two of them often stayed up later than others, sometimes hanging out, sometimes just from trauma. Bucky played with the hem of his dark t-shirt, nervous about his best friend’s reaction to the topic but he had to talk about it. He had to understand why Steve didn’t feel the same way about him.

Steve opened the door, his bare chest glistening from the shower he had just taken. The only thing on his body was a pair of gray sweatpants that caused a very large sight to see. Bucky’s eyes flashed down and back up to meet Steve’s chiseled face with blushed cheeks.

“Hey Buck, what’s up?” Steve motioned for him to come inside the room. Bucky hung his head, walking toward the window. He didn’t know what to say, how to say it, he didn’t give himself time to practice beforehand. He was just flustered and frantic.

“I just, I just wanted to know why you want to rail everyone? Even Loki?” Bucky sighed. Steve’s eyebrows furrowed as he stepped closer to him.

“What do you mean?” Steve was confused. He had no idea what the words he said even meant.

“Like, why do you want to fuck everyone but me? I don’t understand, did I do something wrong?” Bucky confessed, looking at the other man now. Steve’s eyes got wide, his mind a jumbled mess.

“What do you mean, ‘fuck’? Why would you think that?”

“Do you know what railing means, Steve?” Bucky was confused, he didn’t think of the possibility that Steve didn’t understand the meaning behind what he said.

“I...I figured it meant something about fighting like I’m going to kick your ass so hard you’d feel like you got hit by a train...given your history with trains, I never said it to you. I figured it was a touchy subject.” Steve admitted. His hand ran through his damp blond hair. Bucky stared at him in disbelief.

“So you don’t want to fuck Sam and Loki?”

“What?! No!” Steve exclaimed, taken aback. Bucky couldn’t help himself, he let out a few huffs in shock before laughing. He leaned against the window holding his stomach, laughing at the innocence of the man in front of him.

“Oh Stevie, let me show you what railing actually means.” Bucky stood up straight, looking at Steve who stood there with pink cheeks. Bucky walked over to him and placed his flesh hand on his cheek, staring into his eyes for a moment before taking a chance. He pressed his lips against Steve’s and melted into him. Steve grasped Bucky’s back and pulled him closer, allowing Bucky’s tongue to enter his mouth in a frenzy. The two panted, sweat building on their foreheads as they kissed and roamed each other’s bodies. It was long overdue, their feelings being pushed away for so long in fear of ruining their friendship. Neither one of them knew how much they wanted each other, especially since they had only ever seen the other pursue women. Bucky’s hand traveled down to Steve’s waistline, he gripped the bulge in his pants and stroked it. Steve let out a soft moan as goosebumps rose across his body. He pushed himself further against Bucky, desperately wanting more of him. Bucky pulled away and looked Steve in the eyes, his blue eyes yearned for him, he could see all the desperation and want in them and knew this was it. This was the moment he’d been waiting for, where he finally got to fuck Steve.

“Lay down,” Bucky commanded. Steve blushed and did as told. For being a 6’2, 240-pound super-soldier, he wasn’t very dominant. Steve actually preferred when people took over. Bucky looked over his body lying there waiting, eager to feel Bucky on top of him, inside of him. He stripped down until he was naked, his erect member springing out of his boxers and made Steve audibly gasp. Bucky chuckled and leaned forward, pulling Steve’s sweatpants off revealing him, just as hard.

Bucky pulled Steve to the edge of the bed until his feet were on the floor, then knelt down and kissed his large thighs. Steve closed his eyes and moaned, the wet kisses filling his body with lust and sending chills down his spine. Bucky tugged at his skin with his teeth, teasing and licking every inch of him. He was beautiful. Such a gorgeous sight before his eyes--Steve lying there fully exposed and waiting for him, soft under his touch and hard in anticipation.

Bucky sucked on two fingers and pushed Steve’s legs up in the air. He swirled one of the fingers at his entrance as he twitched.

“Ready for me?” Bucky hummed. Steve let out a soft whimper of a “yes” and Bucky gently pushed his finger inside. Steve gripped the sheets and moaned softly. Bucky placed his mouth back to his thighs and looked up at him with a smile. He kissed and sucked on his skin as his finger pumped and stretched inside of him. When he felt he was loose enough, Bucky inserted his second finger, causing Steve to moan even louder. His hands found their way to Bucky’s hair and he held on, soft thick hair between his fingers.

Bucky curled his fingers around, making sure Steve could take the girth of his cock. He took his fingers out and grasped his balls, rubbing them as his tongue found its way to his cock. Bucky licked up his balls, up to his shaft, until he reached Steve’s tip.

“Fuck, Buck…” Steve moaned, closing his eyes again. Bucky smiled and took his member into his mouth with a slurp. He coated his cock with the warmth of his mouth and sucked the life out of him. Bucky picked up speed when he felt the twitch of Steve’s cock. It was large and filled his mouth, gagging him a few times when he took it too deeply. He loved the feeling of him, the veiny shaft on his tongue, the sweet taste of precum filling his throat. Steve’s groans got louder and more frequent; it wouldn’t be long before he came, something Bucky so desperately wanted, but not yet.

Bucky pulled away and climbed onto the bed. Steve’s pants slowed down as he pouted at the man hovering over him. Bucky smiled, licking his lips before crashing them to Steve’s.

“Soon enough, Stevie, soon enough.” Bucky breathed lowly in his ear, bringing his lips down his neck and jawline. Steve’s hands laid on Bucky’s broad shoulders as he positioned himself at his entrance again. Bucky pressed his tip against him and waited for Steve’s okay. Once he got it, he pushed into him halfway, letting Steve adjust. Steve moaned and clawed Bucky’s shoulders, the pain subsiding quickly thanks to the super-soldier serum. Bucky kissed Steve again, tongues wrestling as he pushed all the way in with a gasp from Steve.

Bucky thrust gently, sliding his long cock almost all the way out then all the way back in until his balls slapped Steve’s.

“Is that okay?” Bucky asked, his blue eyes full of warmth, not wanting to do anything Steve didn’t want.

“Yes, Buck, it feels good,” Steve whined, wanting more of him. Bucky smiled then sped up his thrusts. He slammed down hard and Steve cried out in pleasure, spewing profanities, and grasped at the body on top of him for some control. Bucky sat up, taking one of Steve’s legs up in the air and holding it, widening his access and fiercely pounding into him.

“Fuck Bucky,” Steve groaned, pushing himself into Bucky with each thrust.

“You feel so good, Steve, god I’ve wanted this for so long.” Bucky moaned, the feeling of Steve clenched around him was too much to bear. He couldn’t hold on much longer. His vibranium hand found Steve’s cock and started stroking it, tugging and pulling until precum drizzled out, coating his fingers and Steve’s lower abdomen. His cock twitched and Bucky sped up.

“Fuck, I want you to cum for me, Steve,” Bucky was breathless. Steve brought his face down to his, causing Bucky to drop his leg but never lost pace. Steve kissed him sloppily, moaning into his mouth as he let go. He orgasmed and shot cum between their stomachs. Bucky cried out at the feeling, unable to contain his own orgasm and he filled Steve with his warm load.

Both of them lay there, a panting, steamy mess, trying to contain their breathing. Bucky turned his head to look at Steve who met his gaze.

“That is how you rail someone.”

[moongoddessmox]

Rail Me: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes (18+)

Warnings: 18+, m/m smut, unprotected sex, language, male orgasm, oral sex.

Word count: 2,452

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

Summary: Steve keeps telling people he's going to rail them but doesn't know what it means. Bucky gets jealous and shows him.

A/N: Based on this post! I did not proofread this, I haven't proofread anything since my first semester of college. This also sat here for a while so if there seems to be a disconnect between what I wrote days ago versus just now, I apologize! This isn't very good but I wanted to put that post into reality lmfao | crossposted on mox-writes for notification purposes

Masterlist | Mox-Writes

The Avengers sat around Tony’s large living room plotting a mission to take the Tesseract from Loki. It was one of the million times Loki had stolen it from them and this was becoming routine.

“Look, all we need is Steve, Bucky, and Nat to go take care of this. The rest of us can take care of other things, we don’t all need to go every single time,” Hawkeye stood up with an annoyed sigh, just wanting to get back to his family.

“He’s right, you three go and we’ll put our minds to better use here.” Tony agreed, turning away and heading toward the stairs to his office. The group just grumbled, exhausted, and irritated about the constant meetings to discuss Loki, a consistent problem they never seemed to fix.

“Maybe we should just send Buck and Nat, Cap is getting pretty old.” Sam Wilson laughed.

“Ha, ha. Keep making jokes and I’ll rail you, Bucky is just as old as I am.” Steve responded. The group paused, stopped dead in their tracks at the words that left Steve’s lips. Everyone kept looking back and forth between each other and asking ‘what the fuck did he just say?’ with only their facial expressions. Natasha smirked, realizing that Steve didn’t understand what he said.

“Whoa now, let’s just focus on the mission.” Sam took a step back rubbing the back of his neck as his face became flushed.

“Awkward…” Hawkeye cringed, leaving the room.

~Mission~

Steve, Bucky, and Natasha entered the large estate where Loki was hiding out, well, he wasn’t really hiding. It was more of a camouflage as he was throwing a lavish party, something that he could blend into if he ran into trouble. Bucky’s large arm wrapped around Nat’s waist as they maneuvered through the crowd, trying to blend in. Her dress dipped low in the front and back and swayed at her knees as they walked. Steve was adorned in a blue pinstriped suit, his muscles barely being contained in the fabric.

“I got eyes on Loki,” Nat’s voice came through their earpieces. Loki waltzed up the curved staircase away from the party.

“I’ll go find the tesseract, you two boys follow Loki.” Nat departed from Bucky’s side and disappeared into the crowd. Bucky and Steve reached the bottom of the staircase together and followed Loki up. The two of them sneaked through the halls, listening for him behind closed doors until they heard shuffling around. Steve counted down for Bucky to bust open the door. His foot made contact and ripped the door off its hinges as they barreled through. Two women laid one on top of the other in a large bed, dresses half off and hair a mess. Bucky and Steve got wide-eyed and froze up as the women screamed at the top of their lungs.

“Fuck,” was all Bucky could manage to say, quickly averting his eyes and shuffling out of the room.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry...sorry...sorry” Steve grabbed the door from the floor and placed it over the gaping doorway. His face was burning red and Bucky began to laugh, patting a hand on Steve’s shoulder before moving on to the next door.

The pair finally found Loki standing in a large dark room. His black suit jacket was neatly placed over a chair, and his sleeves properly rolled up to his elbows. Loki’s back was to the door as he looked out a large panel window at the night sky. The room was lined with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, completely full except for a few spots where books had been pulled. Steve and Bucky entered the room quietly, hoping to sneak up behind Loki, but as soon as they reached the desk that stood between Loki and the door, the double doors slammed shut. They whipped around to see Loki, in his black and green robes and gold horns, standing at the door with a smirk.

“You’d think you would know by now,” Loki’s accent was thick and smooth as he taunted the two super soldiers. They turned around to look at the Loki standing at the window but he disappeared in a smoke before their eyes. Bucky ran to Loki and began throwing punches while Steve threw his shield at him. Loki fought them off and flung them around the room with the magic of his scepter. After a while, Loki had Bucky on the floor trying to recuperate, and Steve pressed against the bookshelves, bleeding from his eyebrow. Loki smirked at him as he dug his scepter into Steve’s throat. Bucky stood up and ran toward them, but Loki shot his arm back and pushed him away with magic. The super soldier crashed into the shelves and books fell on him.

“Now I’m really going to rail you,” Steve spat at Loki, whose eyes got wide with an excited surprise.

“Now, now, aren’t you a dirty little boy.” Steve looked at him confused and pushed him off, getting the upper hand and pinning Loki to the floor.

“I do prefer you buy me dinner first, but I see we’re skipping that stage.” Loki chuckled, amused by the way he was defeated. Bucky got up from the floor, disgruntled and hurt. Not only physically, but he was hurt by Steve. He didn’t understand why he wanted to rail everyone but him, especially Loki. He could understand Sam, they were best friends, and awfully close. But why did Steve want to have sex with Loki? Over him? It didn’t make sense, especially at this moment. Maybe Steve had a domination kink that Bucky didn’t know about, that’s why he was hard for the evildoer right now. Bucky shook away his thoughts, grabbing Loki by the arm and leading him out of the room with Steve on his other side.

Back at the Avengers base, Loki was locked up and the tesseract was safely hidden away. Bucky knocked on Steve’s door ready to confront him about his feelings. It was late, everyone was in bed by now but Bucky knew Steve would be awake. The two of them often stayed up later than others, sometimes hanging out, sometimes just from trauma. Bucky played with the hem of his dark t-shirt, nervous about his best friend’s reaction to the topic but he had to talk about it. He had to understand why Steve didn’t feel the same way about him.

Steve opened the door, his bare chest glistening from the shower he had just taken. The only thing on his body was a pair of gray sweatpants that caused a very large sight to see. Bucky’s eyes flashed down and back up to meet Steve’s chiseled face with blushed cheeks.

“Hey Buck, what’s up?” Steve motioned for him to come inside the room. Bucky hung his head, walking toward the window. He didn’t know what to say, how to say it, he didn’t give himself time to practice beforehand. He was just flustered and frantic.

“I just, I just wanted to know why you want to rail everyone? Even Loki?” Bucky sighed. Steve’s eyebrows furrowed as he stepped closer to him.

“What do you mean?” Steve was confused. He had no idea what the words he said even meant.

“Like, why do you want to fuck everyone but me? I don’t understand, did I do something wrong?” Bucky confessed, looking at the other man now. Steve’s eyes got wide, his mind a jumbled mess.

“What do you mean, ‘fuck’? Why would you think that?”

“Do you know what railing means, Steve?” Bucky was confused, he didn’t think of the possibility that Steve didn’t understand the meaning behind what he said.

“I...I figured it meant something about fighting like I’m going to kick your ass so hard you’d feel like you got hit by a train...given your history with trains, I never said it to you. I figured it was a touchy subject.” Steve admitted. His hand ran through his damp blond hair. Bucky stared at him in disbelief.

“So you don’t want to fuck Sam and Loki?”

“What?! No!” Steve exclaimed, taken aback. Bucky couldn’t help himself, he let out a few huffs in shock before laughing. He leaned against the window holding his stomach, laughing at the innocence of the man in front of him.

“Oh Stevie, let me show you what railing actually means.” Bucky stood up straight, looking at Steve who stood there with pink cheeks. Bucky walked over to him and placed his flesh hand on his cheek, staring into his eyes for a moment before taking a chance. He pressed his lips against Steve’s and melted into him. Steve grasped Bucky’s back and pulled him closer, allowing Bucky’s tongue to enter his mouth in a frenzy. The two panted, sweat building on their foreheads as they kissed and roamed each other’s bodies. It was long overdue, their feelings being pushed away for so long in fear of ruining their friendship. Neither one of them knew how much they wanted each other, especially since they had only ever seen the other pursue women. Bucky’s hand traveled down to Steve’s waistline, he gripped the bulge in his pants and stroked it. Steve let out a soft moan as goosebumps rose across his body. He pushed himself further against Bucky, desperately wanting more of him. Bucky pulled away and looked Steve in the eyes, his blue eyes yearned for him, he could see all the desperation and want in them and knew this was it. This was the moment he’d been waiting for, where he finally got to fuck Steve.

“Lay down,” Bucky commanded. Steve blushed and did as told. For being a 6’2, 240-pound super-soldier, he wasn’t very dominant. Steve actually preferred when people took over. Bucky looked over his body lying there waiting, eager to feel Bucky on top of him, inside of him. He stripped down until he was naked, his erect member springing out of his boxers and made Steve audibly gasp. Bucky chuckled and leaned forward, pulling Steve’s sweatpants off revealing him, just as hard.

Bucky pulled Steve to the edge of the bed until his feet were on the floor, then knelt down and kissed his large thighs. Steve closed his eyes and moaned, the wet kisses filling his body with lust and sending chills down his spine. Bucky tugged at his skin with his teeth, teasing and licking every inch of him. He was beautiful. Such a gorgeous sight before his eyes--Steve lying there fully exposed and waiting for him, soft under his touch and hard in anticipation.

Bucky sucked on two fingers and pushed Steve’s legs up in the air. He swirled one of the fingers at his entrance as he twitched.

“Ready for me?” Bucky hummed. Steve let out a soft whimper of a “yes” and Bucky gently pushed his finger inside. Steve gripped the sheets and moaned softly. Bucky placed his mouth back to his thighs and looked up at him with a smile. He kissed and sucked on his skin as his finger pumped and stretched inside of him. When he felt he was loose enough, Bucky inserted his second finger, causing Steve to moan even louder. His hands found their way to Bucky’s hair and he held on, soft thick hair between his fingers.

Bucky curled his fingers around, making sure Steve could take the girth of his cock. He took his fingers out and grasped his balls, rubbing them as his tongue found its way to his cock. Bucky licked up his balls, up to his shaft, until he reached Steve’s tip.

“Fuck, Buck…” Steve moaned, closing his eyes again. Bucky smiled and took his member into his mouth with a slurp. He coated his cock with the warmth of his mouth and sucked the life out of him. Bucky picked up speed when he felt the twitch of Steve’s cock. It was large and filled his mouth, gagging him a few times when he took it too deeply. He loved the feeling of him, the veiny shaft on his tongue, the sweet taste of precum filling his throat. Steve’s groans got louder and more frequent; it wouldn’t be long before he came, something Bucky so desperately wanted, but not yet.

Bucky pulled away and climbed onto the bed. Steve’s pants slowed down as he pouted at the man hovering over him. Bucky smiled, licking his lips before crashing them to Steve’s.

“Soon enough, Stevie, soon enough.” Bucky breathed lowly in his ear, bringing his lips down his neck and jawline. Steve’s hands laid on Bucky’s broad shoulders as he positioned himself at his entrance again. Bucky pressed his tip against him and waited for Steve’s okay. Once he got it, he pushed into him halfway, letting Steve adjust. Steve moaned and clawed Bucky’s shoulders, the pain subsiding quickly thanks to the super-soldier serum. Bucky kissed Steve again, tongues wrestling as he pushed all the way in with a gasp from Steve.

Bucky thrust gently, sliding his long cock almost all the way out then all the way back in until his balls slapped Steve’s.

“Is that okay?” Bucky asked, his blue eyes full of warmth, not wanting to do anything Steve didn’t want.

“Yes, Buck, it feels good,” Steve whined, wanting more of him. Bucky smiled then sped up his thrusts. He slammed down hard and Steve cried out in pleasure, spewing profanities, and grasped at the body on top of him for some control. Bucky sat up, taking one of Steve’s legs up in the air and holding it, widening his access and fiercely pounding into him.

“Fuck Bucky,” Steve groaned, pushing himself into Bucky with each thrust.

“You feel so good, Steve, god I’ve wanted this for so long.” Bucky moaned, the feeling of Steve clenched around him was too much to bear. He couldn’t hold on much longer. His vibranium hand found Steve’s cock and started stroking it, tugging and pulling until precum drizzled out, coating his fingers and Steve’s lower abdomen. His cock twitched and Bucky sped up.

“Fuck, I want you to cum for me, Steve,” Bucky was breathless. Steve brought his face down to his, causing Bucky to drop his leg but never lost pace. Steve kissed him sloppily, moaning into his mouth as he let go. He orgasmed and shot cum between their stomachs. Bucky cried out at the feeling, unable to contain his own orgasm and he filled Steve with his warm load.

Both of them lay there, a panting, steamy mess, trying to contain their breathing. Bucky turned his head to look at Steve who met his gaze.

“That is how you rail someone.”

[datgurlevie]

HI HI Chapter 14 is uuuuup on AO3!! I am so sorry everyone, I might have missed posting a few chapter updates on here (mental health no good da past few weeks...), but fret not I am still keeping a consistent schedule on AO3 :)) Please have a read if you are into a Salim x female OC ship!

Plot Summary:

Aria Chang, a 30-year-old General Major of the USMC Force Reconnaissance and a human weapon of war, is sent to investigate the suspected chemical weapons at Target LZ. But once foundations start crumbling (literally), she is forced to fight for her life against the vampiric creatures of the underground that were out for cold blood.

In the ominous underground, she encounters Iraqi soldier Salim Othman and is compelled to make a strained alliance with him if they are to all survive the House of Ashes. After being honed to kill any enemies on sight for many years, Aria must learn to cooperate with the opposition no matter the uniform they donned.

But what happens when bonds start to form, lust begins to grow, and secrets come to the light? How will their American weapon of war deal with the lurking demons that not only creep in the shadows but those that begin to grow in her head?

Together with Eric, Rachel, Nick and Jason, they must not only face their inner demons as they enter the temple doors but also be prepared to atone for their sins if they were to escape the underground.

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Chapter 14 Sneak Peek:

Jarah, Iraq, 2003

Keen umber eyes locked onto the gate entrance that led into the giant factory facility. The sun was scorching down on the soldier who was hidden among the desert cliffs, rifle pointed steadily and directly at the targeted building.

Aria continued to focus on the large doorway and kept watch of the Iraqi soldier standing guard at the front of it. The sun was at its peak, and her skin was drenched in sweat at the heavy layers of camouflage gear and uniform she had to put on for this mission. Unlike the other operation for Target LZ, this mission was a game of waiting.

She was very used to the waiting game and did not mind enduring the extreme environmental climates in order to wait for her prey to come out. Other operations had her wait in extreme hot and cold climates for multiple days in a row with minimal food and water. Being stationed here for only four hours so far was considered nothing to her.

“Jackal Two-One, this is Eagle One reporting for zero zero four zero hours. No signs of the HVT1 yet, over.” Aria muttered over her radio while not breaking eye contact with the gate entrance.

“Roger, awaiting signal. Over.” A male voice was heard over the radio.

She went back to being comfortable in her scouting position and continued to keep watch over the area where the soldier was lingering around.

It had been two weeks since she had left the quarantine zone back in Camp Slayer, and three weeks since her escape from the House of Ashes. Aria had been too busy preparing for this mission that she did not have sufficient time to process what had happened while she was in the underground. However, due to her honed abilities to repress any traumatic events at this point she was able to push those thoughts aside while concentrating on the mission she was currently on.

For now.

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[blaze13full]

Tribal Pride

Chapter 1: Tag you're it

Pair: VaasxOC (although thinking to add some others) rating/genre: Far Cry 3, 18+, a dozen of angst tags, summary: A certain someone has his eyes on a special price status: ongoing

Note: English is not my first language and this chapter is older than the fic

The afternoon sun was burning down on the island, with the addition of the humidity in the air making it difficult to breathe. So, when she decided, today she would make a detour from her mission to have just a small break. Deep in the jungle was an oasis, it was small but the water of the small pond was crystal clear and without deadly fishes, crocodiles, or snakes to worry about. There was even a small waterfall there. The tight bushwhack of the jungle made it hard to go there but also made it a little more private since it was a little hidden. The small lake with the waterfall was a little gem hidden on this island.

Carefully she checked her surroundings to see if there are any predators nearby but couldn’t detect any. She took off her bow and quiver her handgun and the machete she had hanging on her right side. Slowly she also took off her Shirt which was sticking on her body, the camouflage military trousers, and the combat boots and socks. She kept her underwear and a dagger on her while she slowly walked down to the small lake and waterfall.

The shiver of getting into the cold water that went through her body felt so good. After days spending crawling and sneaking through the dirt and jungle heat, she welcomed the feeling of fresh water on her skin and felt a little guilty of soiling this clear gem with her filth. Slowly she made her way to the waterfall, still cautious for snakes. When the water of the waterfall, hit her whole body she took a deep breath in and just enjoyed it, it felt so freeing. Imagining it not only washed away the dirt but also her sins of the past, the trauma, and the horrible images of the past that have been burnt into her head.

The woman really enjoyed it until there was something like an electric shock moving up her spine making her back hair stand up and her muscles tense. Something was watching her. Concentrating on the movements of her stalker she quickly ruled dogs and wolves out, they already would have howled to make themselves known, a croc would’ve moved silently into the water and she would have had a hard time with it already. The predator stalking her seemed to avoid the water, possibly because of the noise, it would give away its locations, so it might be a big stalking cat.

Slowly trying to grab the dagger without alerting the animal. She kind of wished she had her machete now or her gun, but it would probably slow her down in the water. With her dagger in hand, she swirled around to surprise attack and was a little dumbfounded when it wasn’t a big cat but a human. Normally she would have noticed a human right away but this one knew how to move in a jungle. A native. She didn’t realize who it was at first since she tried to avoid the blade of a machete, her own machete she quickly realized. Looking back, it was a horrible idea to sharpen the blade.

They danced a little with each other, while the woman really tried to keep distance from her own blade and the native trying to, well get near her throat. Forcing herself to calm down and finally recognizing who she was dancing with “Fucking Perv!” she just sneered at the man with a mohawk and those weird blue-colored eyes. “Hola Senora” Vaas smirked lunging at her again aiming for her… bra straps? Really? How adult of him. “What are you doing here?” she asked while he was just chuckling a little “I saw something pretty and wanted it for myself” Vass explained with a wide grin on his face. The urge to punch this smile out of his face was almost overwhelming. “Oh really?” she couldn’t think of a real verbal comeback so the half-naked woman decided to just, jump at him. It was dangerous, yes but it threw Vaas off guard, he wasn’t expecting something like that.

“Crazy Puta!” Vaas growled as he hit the ground and the water splashed around them. The woman landed atop of them and both began to wrestle a little, she could feel the excitement of Vaas growing. “Still a Pervert!” she grumbled while trying to bring that dagger closer to his neck. “Sorry.. GOREGOUS mine is bigger” he grinned and pushed with his strength and the machete against her, knowing damn well that she couldn’t win with sheer force. So, the woman went with the weapons she shaped herself and her DNA gave her and slowly reduced the force on her dagger but didn’t drop it altogether. Some of her hair was falling over her shoulder while she had locked eyes with him. Water was dripping down on her body, down the scar on her neck to her cleavage between her breasts and down her body. She could see his eyes scanning her, Vaas was clearly enjoying the view he got.

The electricity between them was almost visible. The woman had to confess that Vaas was indeed the best-looking man on this god-forsaken island. She would lie if she would deny the pull he has on her however given her own past and trauma this was horribly toxic and dangerous. She could feel him, his body warmth under her, the obvious erection he had, the muscles on his body. He smelled like tobacco, weed, rum, and sweat, awakening something animalistic in her which creeped her out and at the same time it turned her on. His eyes were what made her weak and his voice, god the way he talked was just erotic but since he was speaking Spanish partly she thought it was just her reaction to Latino-looking men with muscles speaking Spanish.

“Maybe….” She started with a low voice “Maybe I should let you get me Vaas” she moaned his name into his ear and could feel how his hips started grinding against her and his free hand wanders to her back. “You know that’s a really good idea sexy” he mumbled back at her and dropped the machete finally. Lusciously she bit his lips and bent down to him “Just once” she groaned and when they were about to kiss, she rammed her forehead against his nose.

Vaas was furious, holding his nose and cursing in what sounded like 3 different languages when she got up, grabbed her clothes, and made a run for it. “Tag you're it Vaas!” she shouted as she quickly put distance between him and her.

When she left she could hear an angry Vaas shout back at her “I will come and get you chica! I will find you!”

That made her job harder but also more interesting and exciting.

[quixotin]

Adrinette April Day 2: Rebellion

@adrinetteapril

Read on AO3  scene adapted from Chapter 9 of The Wall Between Us

Marinette let go of a long sigh as she reclined her back against the cool wood of the bench. She was at the park next to her house. It had been a long, long day at school and she was happy that it was finally behind her. Sketching for a few minutes, sitting under the cool shade of a tree always helped her shed the frustrations of the day; particularly one as taxing as this one. She made herself comfortable on the bench, took a deep breath, and gathered her creativity, focusing it at the tip of her pencil as she prepared to spill it into a design. As she did this, she lifted her sight to find the muse of the day, something that might be worth putting into paper. 

Something like... Adrien sneaking out of fencing practice?

The girl observed him from a baffled distance, witnessing the way he sported an uncharacteristic devious smirk on his face as he hurriedly descended down the steps of the school, two at a time. He looked to each side of the street, as if looking for spies, and darted in Marinette’s direction; to the park. 

The comical then happened: Stepping into the park, he shed his usual white overshirt and shoved it into his sports bag, produced an unassuming grey hoodie along with an insulting neon green cap, and quickly put them on. Merrily, he walked with a light spring towards the park kiosk to buy himself a soda and then proceeded to find a bench to sit on. 

Witnessing Adrien being so evidently pleased at breaking the rules was like watching a cat walk on its hindlegs: bizarre, to say the least. 

Marinette giggled at his confidence; at how sure he seemed that no one would be able to tell his identity under this poorly-thought disguise. She gathered the courage to go talk to him, just for a quick hello. Making the most of the fact he had not spotted her yet, she approached from behind him.

“FYI, you stick out like a sore thumb with that cap on,” she said, startling Adrien and prying a tiny gasp from him.

“Marinette!” he cried, tugging at his cap as if doing so might conceal his face better. “What are you doing here?”

“I, um... Designs,” she said lamely, lifting her sketchbook for Adrien to see. “But what are you doing here? Don’t you have fencing today?”

Adrien quirked an eyebrow. “How do you--”

Marinette’s face became red with embarrassment, quickly interrupting him hoping she hadn’t exposed the things she knew about him. “Just a lucky guess, heh, heh.” 

“I’m sneaking out,” he said, scanning the surroundings. 

“Why are you whispering?”

“Because you never know. Natalie always catches me. Sometimes I feel like she tapped my phone or something.”

Marinette pressed her lips into a sympathetic smile, with her courage quickly returning to her to poke fun at him a little more, “Well, one thing is for sure. You’re making it easy for her with that neon green thing on you.” 

“It’s the only cap I could find in the morning! Is it really that bad?”

“Take it off. You call less attention without it,” Marinette said with a giggle. “You wouldn’t be able to hide your identity for the life of you.”

Adrien laughed. “I’ll have you know I have excellent camouflaging skills.”

“Right, right. And I’m Ladybug.” 

Adrien grinned at her. His delighted heart missed a beat or two as he relished in the possibility. 

“Anyway,” Marinette said, nervousness building up inside of her at the prospect of being alone with Adrien. “I should probably get going, good luck with the sneaking out.”

“Wait!” Adrien said, more disappointed than he wanted to sound. “I, um... Would you like to spend some time with me? We could find something to do. If you’re not busy, that is.” 

Marinette ignored the warm blush that crept on her cheeks. “What-- yes. Co fourse! I mean of course! I mean--heh. Yeah, what--what did you have in mind?” 

Adrien beamed at her, stood up, and then gave her a little devilish smirk. Marinette couldn’t help but be both a little worried and infinitely curious to know what sorts of trouble Adrien wanted to get into.

They headed back to the kiosk again, this time with the mission of filling Adrien’s backpack with as many snacks as they could fit. To the clerk’s satisfaction, that involved practically emptying the little hut out of the day’s stock. 

Loot packed up and horrible neon green caps out of the way, Adrien led Marinette to stage two of his plan. They headed a few blocks away from the park, to a residential area where Adrien started testing for unlocked front doors in the apartment buildings. 

“What are you doing?” Marinette asked, a bit bewildered. 

“Looking for an open door,” Adrien explained, simultaneously finding what he was searching for. “Ah! Success!” he exclaimed, pushing the door open. “After you prin--After you.”

Marinette gave him a suspicious look but did his bidding, following him inside and then onto the building’s stairs. 

“Adrien what are you doing?” Marinette asked again, more evidently worried. “We’re going to get in trouble!” 

“No, we’re not,” he assured her as he consistently climbed up the staircase. “Trust me.”

“Why do I get the feeling you’ve done this before,” she said as she reached the very last floor, finding Adrien negotiating with the lock of the only door there. 

He pulled what looked like a fancy, metal credit card from his wallet, and used to click the lock open. Marinette snorted at the sight. 

“Why use a platinum credit card in the Champs Elysees when you can use it to perform a misdemeanor,” Marinette said. 

“My thoughts exactly,” Adrien said with a wink, pushing the door to the roof open and seizing an indistinct brick that lay there to prevent the door from shutting close. 

“You are an actual teenage vandal aren’t you,” Marinette said, absolutely bewildered at Adrien’s criminal tendencies. “So is this how you spend your free time? Breaking into people’s roofs?”

Adrien giggled as he found a spot to sit near the edge of the building. “In a way, I guess you could say that.” 

Marinette shook her head, still in shock as she joined Adrien. 

Worried at her silence, and that she might think less of him for this little escapade, Adrien hurried to look for her validation. “Are you mad? I swear I’ve only done it a couple of times and if it makes you really uncomfortable we can go down. I’m sorry.” 

Marinette turned to see Adrien’s worried, expectant face. “What? No, no. I’m not mad! It’s okay. It’s just... I never thought you had it in you to be this...”

“Bad?” he asked, sadness staining his tone.

“Rebellious,” she offered instead. “It’s a bit odd. At school, you’re always so, so... perfect.”

Adrien scrunched up his nose. “I know, I hate it,” he confessed, pulling his legs to his chest responding to a subconscious need to hide. 

Trying not to delve too much into the thought, he reached for the bag where the snacks were and emptied their little treasure between them. He gestured for Marinette to have the first pick, which she indulged by grabbing a bag of chips and a bottle of sparkling pink lemonade. 

Adrien grabbed a pack of fruit gummies and plain sparkling water as he spoke again. “Most of the stuff I do, I do it for my father.” He sighed and then continued quietly. “But it doesn’t matter how hard I work, it always feels like it’s not good enough for him and I’m tired of pretending to be someone I am not.”

Marinette’s heart wrung at Adrien’s confession. A small part of her did wonder what brought him to trust her like this so out of the blue, but this and any of her other reservations flew out the window at the sight of him being so evidently upset. It pained Marinette to see him like that.

“I’m so sorry, Adrien,” she said softly, placing a hand on his shoulder. 

“Why? It’s not your fault.”

“I mean, I’m sorry that... that your father makes you feel that way.”

Adrien looked down, hugging his legs a little tighter. 

“But you can always be yourself around me,” she offered, with her voice trembling.

Adrien’s saddened pout slowly melted into a warm smile. “I know,” he said. “That’s why I like spending time with you, Marinette. You’re the greatest friend I could possibly have asked for.”

She tried not to pay too much attention to the utter disappointment that washed over her at the idea of Adrien seeing her as just a friend. Instead, she focused on the part that mattered: That he could have someone with whom he didn’t feel the need to pretend or put up an act. As Ladybug, she knew the burden all too well and didn’t wish it on anyone, certainly not on Adrien.

“Yep,” she said. “That’s what friends are for! Heh, heh.” 

“And um, you, too.”

“Me, too?”

“I mean, you don’t have to pretend around me...” he said, taken aback by the fact he was inexplicably blushing. “I notice that you always get, er... a little tongue-tied.”

“Oh!” Marinette piped, perking up with the dread that suddenly seized her. “That. Ha, ha. That’s nothing! I just... have... uh... you know me. I don’t-- I, why would you think that?”

“I don’t know,” Adrien said, shrugging. “It’s just, this is the first real conversation you and I have ever had. It’s... nice. I wish we could do it more often.” 

Marinette laughed nervously, beyond herself with mortification and wondering whether Adrien actually knew the kind of influence he had on her. Maybe he did and he just enjoyed messing with her.

“I just... get a little nervous, that’s all,” she said sheepishly.

“Why? Is it because I’m famous?” Adrien said, adopting a smug flair. One that helped Marinette overcome her embarrassment faster than she could say ‘Lucky Charm’. She didn’t know exactly why, but Adrien’s smug, rebellious side--the side she had been witness to for the good part of the last few hours, helped her feel more at ease, more willing to use her own sass on him.

She rolled her eyes and playfully jabbed him with her arm. “You’re so full of yourself, aren’t you?  And here I was, thinking you were a perfectly polite, quiet, well-behaved boy. How wrong I was.”

“I’m all of those things!” Adrien protested as he shoved an indiscriminate handful of gummies into his mouth and leaned back. “But, you know,” he added with a small wink. “What other people don’t know, won’t kill them.”

“Show-off,” Marinette teased. 

“Only with the right audience,” Adrien said, defending himself.

Adrien was about to remark how Marinette was one to talk. How she convinced him of being the class sweetheart when in reality she was as sassy as they come. Unfortunately, he’d have to save that joke for later, because as they bantered, an Akuma rose in the distance. 

Duty called. 

[finiffy]

Got any 408 aus or headcanons?

Oh anon I hope you know that you just gave me an excuse to toss out every 408 post I have in my drafts

Ok au time. I haven't touched on my old deadraki au so why not. Basic rundown, au where both Kon and Draven died and 408 is left on their own. Because they are a hivemind that continues to grow and die off their memories become more faded with each iteration, this is mostly why they got so attached to Kondraki, they need a 'host' to which they can store and retrieve information from, and because of this Kon is able to control them with his thoughts, it's a symbiotic relationship. Without a host to retain information from they slowly forget, but they don't want to forget and so they take the illusion of Kondraki, it is some form of maybe if they keep his form they won't forget. But of course they are still losing their memories and so their illusion of him becomes more and more distorted until it is unrecognizable.

Then another au, Clef finding one instance of 408 with a broken wing and just not knowing what to do with it or how it got here (he is miles away from the site and currently on a mission that the o5 sent him on, maybe it latched onto him by accident and got injured). But there is no way for him to return it and he isn't going to turn back just for this one little guy. He wants to leave them somewhere but he knew Kon would he on his ass if he found out that he straight up abandoned one of his butterflies. So he just sucks it up, he looks up how to take care of butterflies on his phone (they're anomalous but they are just like any other type of butterflies right?) and some how becomes an unwilling babysitter for a single broken winged butterfly for this trip

Then au where everything is the same but Kondraki has a phobia of butterflies. 408 all still like him the same but Kon is absolutely terrified. But because he is the only person there that 408 will listen to he is assigned as the head researcher of them. Its really something to see Dr Kondraki, this brash and violent man almost covering in the sight of these butterflies.

Then here is some 408 thoughts

During a containment breach and they aren't able to eat their normal sugar water, does Kon allow them to eat from the corpses laying around or even from his own blood and sweat. Probably actually, it's their other choice in food than sugar water

What happens if one of them becomes disabled, do they still follow the flock? If one of their wings were damaged it would be difficult to follow. If one isn't able to camouflage themselves or something went wrong and they can't turn into illusions what happens? Do they get kicked out?

What do you think happens to instances of 408 dying like not their whole colony but just one butterfly (because if they have the same lifespan of normal butterflies it will only be a few weeks). Do they mourn? It's not like its a different butterfly or a friend, it is still them. It's like losing a strand of hair, nothing is different because the majority is still there and you can't differntiate one from another since they are all one being

When Kondraki wants to sneak them off site and to take them around, 408 would take the form of when Kondraki was a child (he showed them a picture of himself as a kid and they perfectly copied it). They also act way more spoiled, (trying to hold his hand, get carried, etc) and behave like a child even though they are centuries old probably. Kon probably taught them sign language too so they can communicate with him in this form

[flamingo-writes]

Don’t Tell Dimitri — Claude x Reader

Summary: It was after one of the monthly missions that Byleth had asked you to assist with the Golden Deer. Your lance skills were remarkable enough to have Claude manipulating Byleth into asking for your help. However, Claude’s reasons to do so were others rather than just your strength and skill.    

A/N: I went for F!Byleth instead of Gender Neutral Byleth, as I originally intended. I’ve been playing far too long with F!Byleth, I sometimes forgt M!Byleth is a thing too XD forgive me. Also, I’ve been loving the Golden Deer route, although I’ve got to admit, I miss my Blue Lions :c Anyways, I hope you enjoy this. 

Also! I headcannon Byleth to be a cheeky little shit. Everytime I have the opportunity to answer with any sarcastic/smartass answer, I go for that one. So, my perception of Byleth is heavily influenced by it. I apologize if you eadcanon Byleth to be more of a composed/serious character.  

Posted: 04.21.2020

Word Count: 1.7K

Warnings: curse words. 

How bad things would go if someone ever found out Claude's teeny tiny crush on Dimitri's younger sister? The princess of Faerghus. Being roughly a year younger than both Claude and Dimitri, skill wise, you weren't in any way behind them.

In fact, from a young age, you showed great skill with a lance, despite your lack of Crest. You waved your lance with such precision as if it were both a third arm and your dominant hand. With such grace and skill you waved any lance, making it hard to believe you lacked a Crest. 

That skill was what first caught Claude's attention. However, your laid back personality and sharp tongue amused him like very few things in life did. However, he could see through the cheerful mask you wore to cope with the horrible past you and Dimitri had been through. 

"Say, Teach" Claude said walking up to Byleth who was attentively watching you train with Felix. "Don't you think we'll need a little help for our mission at the end of the month?" 

"I can't believe you are admitting our lack of skill, Claude. It pains me, really" Byleth snapped sarcastically at once "I'm sorry I can't be the Professor you deserve" She continued, knowing it would either annoy Claude or amuse him. 

"Oi, no one said anything about you as a professor" Claude chuckled corresponding to Byleth's sarcasm "I was just merely stating a possibility…" 

"Why are you here, Claude? I know its not because you want to train. I rarely see you doing anything productive at all on a Sunday" The professor remarked as Claude laughed softly.

"Alright, you got me, I'll cut the bullshit" 

"Language, kid" Byleth chuckled rather amused by hearing kids use curse words. 

"Those two are very tough on the battlefield. That first mock battle we had, I swear to the goddess, for a second I thought we were done for when I fought against her…" Claude recalled as Byleth nodded, remembering how Claude barely could dodge your fierce moves.

"You're suggesting that I should ask for their help for our next mission, is that right?" 

"To be honest, Felix kinda scares me a bit" Claude admitted "He's so short fused, I'm afraid he ends up stabbing me instead if I do something to upset him. [Name] however...she's cool, funny, she laughs at my jokes. She's much more laid back than her brother. And at the same time, she's a killing machine with a lance" 

"Is it just me or do I smell your hormones all over me?" Byleth chuckled, looking at Claude, trying to see his reaction, however, the young man simply shrugged. “You could either genuinly care for this girl, or you just want to get on Dimitri’s nerve, which one is it? Or is it both?” Byleth teased. 

"Say what you want, Teach. Tease me to your heart's contempt. But rest assure, you'll remain my favorite lady in this monastery…" 

"Good, I was worried that you might replace me for her" Byleth replied sarcastically. 

"Me? Never! Who do you think I am?" Claude giggled mischievously.

"The Claudster" Byleth smiled back at her student before looking back at Felix swinging his sword swiftly as you effortlessly stopped each and every one of his attacks "Alright, I'll ask for her help after she's done training" 

♤ 

By the end of the month, on your way to the battlefield, Claude and you didn't stop giggling and whispering things to one another. The two of you looked like elementary kids plotting something. But that same behavior helped camouflage Claude's feelings for you, as people thought you two were just friends. Some believed you were close to you just to piss Dimitri off. Either way worked to mask the secret Claude so desperately wanted to hide.

The mission wasn't particularly hard. But maybe it was because you were there giving a helping hand. A very helpful one. However, things of course wouldn't be as good after the Golden Deer had won the war. 

While saving Claude's back while he was busy shooting an arrow, you'd twisted your ankle throwing your lance at a thief running towards Claude, ready to slash his back with a sword. 

Claude helped you walk, holding one of your arms around his shoulders and one of his arms around your waist.

"I definitely owe you big time" Claude said, grateful that you'd saved his life.

"Oh, normally I wouldn't ask you to return favours, but I will ask for this one back" you joked, laughing, trying to mask the unbearable pain on your ankle.

"You better don't tell Dimitri about this" Claude laughed, knowing your brother would be particularly amused with Claude getting his sister injured.

"I don't know, it'd be a good way to blackmail you" You joked.

Once back at the camp, Marianne took a look at your ankle. Working a little bit of magic, it soon stopped aching and it no longer was swollen. 

"I-I'm so sorry, [Name]. I can't completely cure you ankle. It'll no longer hurt, but you'll still need to rest" The shy girl mumbled too fast and too low, it was hard for you to properly listen to her. 

"It's cool. You already did a lot" You tried reassuring her "The pain was the worst part. Thank you Marianne" You smiled.

"Teach, what now?" Claude asked Byleth as she sat next to you, looking at your ankle "It's almost sunset. We won't be able to be back at the monastery before nightfall" 

"We leave tomorrow morning. It is dangerous to wander at night" Byleth answered standing up and walking to her tent. "Especially considering one of us isn't in the best condition to fight if we run into something"

♤

The moon was almost at its highest point in the night sky. The campsite, dark and silent, as only the echoes of Raphael's loud snoring. And Claude was unable to fall asleep. Not because of Raphael, it wasn't the first time they camped, the snoring had never been a problem. 

His mind was restless with the thought of you being asleep a couple of tents away from his. In an in impulsive thought he could not ignore, he left his tent and walked across the camp stealthily until he reached your tent.

"[Name]" He whispered. She's asleep, you jerk...He told himself after whispering your name a second time. "[Name]" 

The fabric shook gently as you popped your head out of the tent. 

"Why the hell are you still up?" You whispered a scream.

"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" The boy asked.

"Not at all" 

"What?" Claude raised an eyebrow as a smirk spread through his face "Why the hell are you still up?"

"Don't use my lines against me, smartass" You giggled "Wanna come in?" 

Claude tried not to answer right away and instead waited a couple of seconds as if he was considering it.

"Sure" he shrugged.

You sat on your sleeping bag as Claude kneeled inside your tent and sat next to you.

"So? What brings you here?" You said leaning back, resting your weight on one of your arms.

"Couldn't sleep. And I heard noises coming from your tent" he lied, since you hadn't been making any noise whatsoever, but didn't question his words. "Wanna hang out while either of us gets sleepy?" 

"Sounds good to me" You shrugged.

"Thank you for saving me today. Or...yesterday. whatever" He said frowning softly. "Thank you" 

"Don't thank me Claude. I was merely doing my part, thats it" you said as your fingers reached his earring. "I like it, it suits you" 

"Thank you, darling" he smirked leaning into your touch and shrugging softly "You're tickling me" 

"I didn't know you were ticklish" You giggled, smiling mischievously. 

"[Name], no!" Claude chuckled holding your wrist tightly as you tried to sneak it to his neck. "If we wake anyone up we'll be in trouble"

"Since when do you care about getting in trouble?" You snapped as Claude looked at you with a stare you knew it only meant trouble.

"True" He hissed as he moved closer to you.

"No" You said once you noticed his menacingly stare as his hands quickly found their way to your neck and sides "Stop! Claude!" you tried to keep your giggles under control as Claude was the one tickling you now. "We'll get in trouble" You whispered a scream.

"Sorry, don't care" He whispered back at you as his fingers kept roaming, tickling you, trapping you in a torturous laugh.

"Claude!" You cried.

"Alright, fine" He was giggling as he stopped "Whatever Her Highness commands" He chuckled as you caught your breath. 

"Claude?" You whispered, still panting softly. 

"Yes, [Name]?" With a pleased cheeky smirk, he looked at you, his gorgeous green eyes meeting yours.

His heart stopped for a second once he realized what kind of look you were giving him. Your eyes were beginning to look sleepy, and yet, they scanned his face slowly. He noticed the particular way your stare would stop on his eyes and his lips.

Taking the hint, he leaned closer, slowly, giving you time to decide what happened next. At first, you didn't move, and the tip.of your.noses brushed softly, as he kept looking at you. 

In a barely audible  voice, you whispered his voice before closing your eyes. Once Claude saw his cue, he leaned in, closing in the space between the both of you. His lips met yours. 

It started as a shy simple kiss that quickly heated up after you locked your lips with him. At first, the both of you awkwardly trying to adjust to each other's rhythm. But once you managed, the both of you lost yourselves in it. 

With your heart on your throat, you clung to Claude, wrapping your arms around his neck and gripping his hair. At the same time, Claude wrapped one of his arms around your back and squeezed you against his, while he rested his weight on his free hand. 

Finally, you broke the kiss, the both of you breathless, panting lowly. Claude bumped his forehead against yours as the both of you remained motionless. 

"Let's not tell Dimitri about this" You panted as Claude nodded. 

"Agreed" He whispered, looking into your eyes for a brief second before leaning closer to steal another kiss from you.

[alexboehm55144]

Alex Final Wars 2: Dark Alex , Chapter 36 - The Island

"One hostile spotted," Skye said, scanning the island shore with her scoped rifle. "He's alone."

"That's a long shot, though." Captain Boehm noted.

"I got it. Thankfully the water isn't too choppy."

The fox aimed down her scope, but she was not only looking at the target visually.

Skye squeezed the trigger, the projectile zipping across the water and hitting the head of a Chinese soldier, putting him down.

"That was really good," JayJay said, the boat the team was in continuing to advance towards the shore.

"Foxes can use the Earth's magnetic field to gauge distance and more accurately hit their targets."

"Oh yeah, I heard unevolved foxes use that to help with hunting."

"I guess that explains why there are so many fox sharpshooters," Alex said.

The boat reached the shore and the team disembarking onto a pavement tarmac with large fuel silos nearby.

"Isn't this where it all started?" JayJay asked. "This war?"

"Yep, this is where the Chinese fired on a US warship, sparking off this war," Alex said.

"Main building should be over there," Jack whispered, pointing past the silos to some structures on the other side of a runway.

"Alright, let's get in, get the data, and get out."

The four mammals slowly advanced through a maintenance area containing pumping equipment and storage crates. The whole team was dressed in jet black camouflage uniforms, complete with hoods and capes to further obscure their forms from detection. JayJay had even dyed her fur an ashen light gray for this mission, and the whole island was shrouded with overcast cloud formations. The entire area was dreary and gray in color, from the storm clouds overhead to the rough tarmac to the unassuming buildings made of standard concrete.

Skye pointed ahead towards a Chinese human soldier that blocked the team's path, the trooper's back to the Heroes. Captain Boehm moved forward, stowing his rifle on his back and drawing his carbon fiber knife. He snuck up behind the trooper and, in a flash, struck. The Heroes leader covered their mouth with his hand and plunged the blade into their neck.

The captain dragged the trooper back and tossed the body behind some small containers, and the team continued ahead.

"Look over there," Jack whispered, pointing out at the tarmac. "They must be doing maintenance on their planes."

Chinese fighter jets and bombers sat out in the open on the runway, surrounded by maintenance equipment and technical personnel.

"We can use that to cut across the runway," Skye noted.

"I'll take point," Alex said. "Follow my lead, and stay low. Skye and JayJay, keep your tails down and matted."

The four mammals slowly moved out onto the tarmac, taking cover behind a fuel truck. They could hear the technicians chatting and discussing their work.

As they paused for a moment, Skye stabbed the fuel tank with her knife, and there was a slight gurgling noise as a stream of fuel started to leak out. Every bit of gear destroyed now was one less thing the Chinese could use in combat.

The human captain peeked around the corner and took note of where the technical personnel were, before quickly moving under a parked jet, his team following suit.

Maintenance crews walked back and forth nearby, oblivious to the US soldiers sitting nearby. If someone turned in their direction and looked under the jet, they would be spotted.

Jack breathed rhythmically, calming his nerves. As a ZIA agent, this wasn't his first time in hostile territory on a stealth mission.

Once the coast was clear again, the team moved quickly. Going from under the jet to a ditch on the other side of the tarmac.

Skye pointed out two more guards standing near the door to a building.

"I've got the one on the left, on my shot," Alex whispered.

"I got the one on the right."

"3... 2... 1..."

Two silenced shots went out in unison, the guards dropping at the same time.

The team began to advance, but suddenly, alarm sirens went off, the high-pitched whine bringing everyone to alert.

"What? Is that us? But how?" JayJay asked.

"Ok, plan B." Alex said, "Jack, Skye, you take those 2 structures."

The human pointed to a pair of buildings a dozen or so meters away.

"I'll take that building."

He pointed to a military building that was closer to the group.

"JayJay, you take that building."

He pointed to a larger and unassuming building sitting near the tarmac.

"Once you find any reports or hard drives, call it in!"

"Will do, be safe, everyone!" Jack said, the 4 mammals splitting up and going in separate directions.

"Team B! Launch!" The captain said into his radio.

Offshore, another rubber boat began to move at top speed towards the shore, purposely trying not to be stealthy at all.

The boat hit the beach, and the 6 warriors inside, Eris, Laval, Kion, Jasiri, Nick, and Judy, all jumped out into battle. They were all dressed in the black special forces uniforms that team A was also wearing.

Team B immediately opened fire on the Chinese forces that had assembled near the tarmac, forcing the hostile troops to run for cover.

"Team B! Squad on your left!" Toothdee said through the radio.

Jasiri and Kion turned to their left to see more hostile troopers advancing. Still, knowing the hostile troops were coming, the pair swiftly struck them down with gunfire and sword strikes.

"Thanks Toothdee!" Kion said.

"No problem, I'll keep providing overwatch via satellites and drones."

The group continued advancing, gunning down and slicing through hostile soldiers in their path. The Chinese forces were no match for a group of experienced and prepared Heroes.

While most enemy troopers were becoming fodder for the reaper, a group of veteran troops had coalesced around the airplanes in the center of the tarmac, firing back with mounted machine guns.

The group of heroes took cover in ditches or behind structures, bullets whizzing by.

"Toothdee! Launch a cruise missile! Leave nothing but rubble and ash!" Eris said into her radio.

"Affirmative! Requesting targeting!" The Heroes commander aboard the typhoon said.

"Jasiri! You have the targeting laser! Mark a target for the missile!"

Jasiri tucked one of her pistols into its holster, reached into a pouch on her belt, and pulled out a large laser pointer. The activated the laser and pointed its sharp green beam towards the group of Chinese soldiers engaging the group.

"Target marked!" Jasiri said.

"Affirmative, coordinates received," Toothdee said, "launching missile."

A large missile blasted out of a compartment on the typhoon and shot into the sky, quickly nearing the Chinese-controlled island.

"We should get down," Eris said, crouching and using a wing to cover herself and another to cover Laval.

The deafening sound of a jet engine grew closer and closer before the missile turned sharply and dove toward the ground. It impacted the veteran Chinese formation in the center, obliterating soldiers and causing debris from equipment to fly into the air with a massive boom. A bright orange fireball lighting up the dark, gray world.

"Wow," Nick said, "that's an impressive firework."

While most of Heroes continued to battle against the Chinese forces on the island, JayJay had reached her assigned structure. She found a door for medium-sized mammals such as herself and tried to open it, but the door was locked, forcing the wolf to bust the barrier down with a powerful kick.

She entered the darkened building, peering through the shadowy veil with her night vision. It was a warehouse containing boxes of equipment and supplies, containers of oil, among other materials.

But before the wolf could continue to investigate, all of a sudden, she was struck from behind. Adrenaline and instinct kicked in as JayJay retaliated with an elbow jab and kick, leaping away from her attacker and spinning around to face them.

It was like looking into a mirror. The one who had attacked JayJay was her counterpart. Also sporting light gray fur and clad in an armored black outfit built for combat and tactical use.

But JayJay noticed something else her counterpart had and felt a lack of something around her waist.

"My belt!" JayJay said, looking down at her own waist and looking at the weapons and gear now in her counterpart's paws.

"It's mine now." Dark JayJay said, "Did you really think you and your friends could sneak onto this island undetected? I'm a wolf. I recognized your scent the minute you stepped on this island. After all, we have met before. I know your scent."

"You disgust me. I look at you and wonder what the hell happened to that version of me."

"You chose to bottle up your rage. I chose to embrace it. If you ask me, what your doing isn't very healthy at all. I wonder what your boyfriend will think when he finds out about this dark side."

"No! He accepts me, despite my flaws. He loves me."

"And he will never see you again!"

Dark JayJay raised her counterpart's SMG and opened fire. Still, JayJay dodged before the attack could hit and retreated into the depths of the warehouse.

"You won't hide from me!" Dark JayJay said as she kicked over a storage shelf next to the door. The object and its contents falling down in front of the exit.

"Alex!" JayJay whispered into her radio as she hid behind some oil drums and watched her counterpart prowl around the warehouse. "I'm in trouble! My counterpart is here! She stole my weapons!"

"What?! Ok, I'm coming. Just hang on till I get there."

"I'm trapped in here with her!"

"You're stronger than her. Evade her and strike if you can. Claws and paws are still dangerous tools."

JayJay disconnected the call and moved from where she was, just as her counterpart passed by.

"Come on, JayJay..." the wolf thought to herself. "Your ancestor fought in world war 1. You can do this!"

The young hero scurried under a storage shelf and got behind her counterpart. She grabbed her enemy and managed to land several good punches and kicks before her dark opposite opened fire again, forcing JayJay to retreat once again.

"You are no match for a hunter like me!" Dark JayJay yelled, firing and watching her counterpart run through the warehouse before eventually losing sight of her.

JayJay once again took cover and studied her counterpart's movements. Dark JayJay was now routinely checking behind her, watching out for any more surprise assaults. But while she was looking behind her, she wasn't looking down near her feet. Thinking quick, JayJay slid under a storage shelf with tools on it, grabbing a metal pressure gauge and tossing it nearby.

Dark JayJay heard the noise and moved to investigate, which is when JayJay made her move. The wolf grabbed her counterpart's legs and pulled, causing her enemy to fall to the ground. With her opponent stunned, the warrior jumped out from under the shelves, grabbed a wrench, and smacked her counterpart multiple times with it.

Red drops of blood flew through the air as JayJay managed to land some good strikes on her enemy. Still, the villainous wolf managed to kick her counterpart away and once again fired wildly, attempting to hit her attacker.

JayJay ran on all fours, shots whizzing nearby as she widened the gap between the two wolves.

Once she was safe again, the Heroes operative studied her opponent again, looking for an opening. Dark JayJay had wised up again. Now, in addition to looking behind her, she was keeping an eye on her feet. Wary of attacks from below. But not above.

JayJay began to climb up one of the shelves, this one holding heavy metal containers. Every step was tedious, going slow, so she didn't make any noise and alert her counterpart.

When her counterpart passed below, JayJay grabbed one of the containers and jumped down. She slammed the container into Dark JayJay's head, knocking her down to the ground, before pouncing on top of the wolf and slashing at her with a swarm of claw strikes.

JayJay was in a furious rage, determined to destroy her counterpart once and for all. And when her anger faded, it was done. Dark JayJay lay dead, covered in claw marks and staring up at the ceiling with a blank expression on her face.

The heroic wolf wondered how close she was to ending up in the same position, lying dead while her counterpart claimed victory.

Footsteps approached, and JayJay turned to see captain Boehm moving closer and closer, rifle at the ready, inspecting the two wolves.

But both mammals looked the same, which one was heroic and virtuous, and which one was cold and filled with malice.

The captain took one look at the victorious wolf and saw something in her eyes. He somehow knew that she was his, that this was the virtuous and sweet-hearted JayJay. But, also being a logical and cautious man, he spoke up.

"What did you do that prompted me to say 'ow' and wonder what you were doing?"

"I was nibbling on your ear! And I told you it was a wolf thing."

The captain immediately stowed his rifle on his back and reached down to help JayJay up.

"Are you ok?" The captain asked.

"I'm fine..." JayJay said, reclaiming her weapons, "... I did it."

"She was no a match for you. I knew you could do it..."

The captain put his hand on her shoulder.

"It's strange, though. She looks just like me. It's like seeing myself lying dead somewhere."

"I know. These counterparts are like a glimpse into some dark part of the soul. Sowing nothing but destruction and despair."

There was a pause, the pair reflecting on these counterparts and looking at the wolf lying dead on the floor.

"But if today is any proof...." Alex said, ".... good has triumphed over evil."

"Thank you."

The moment was interrupted when Jacks's voice came through the radio.

"Alex, I've recovered a set of documents marked with... what I think are classification markers? I can't tell. It's in another language."

Skye chimed in as well.

"I've found some documents and hard drives. I managed to bag them."

"Ok, in that case..." The captain said, opening the radio channel to all heroes, "both teams return to the boats. We have what we need."

000

A few days later, everyone was assembled in the briefing room on the typhoon.

"This is like a crowd of school kids," Toothdee said to Alex, looking out at their friends and comrades.

These mammals weren't exactly the most professional people in the world. Even though they were awaiting an essential official briefing, they weren't really paying attention.

Haida, Retsuko, and Judy were busy talking, JayJay was bushing her fur, and Nick was busy munching on some blueberries.

Meanwhile, Laval and Eris were hugging while Jasiri and Kion watched something on their phones.

Even Jack and Skye, who were trying to set up something on the presentation screen, were busy flirting and teasing each other as they worked.

"I kinda like it." Alex said, "it makes our little band of warriors feel more alive, and like actual people with lives, traits, and quirks."

"Heh, That we can agree on."

"Ok! The screen is working now." Skye said.

"Alright, EVERYONE! ATTENTION, PLEASE!" Toothdee said, and the room Immediately quieted down as everyone focused.

"Well, at least they are attentive when they need to be." Alex joked, getting a small chuckle out of Toothdee.

"As you know, we recovered documents and servers from the Chinese facility on the island we raided a few days ago. With the help of the ZIA, federal authorities have gone through the recovered data, and the necessary information is what you will see today. Remember, this island is where the war began, and what you're about to hear is radio traffic from that day."

Toothdee clicked a button on a remote. A portion of a radio call started to play, having been translated by the ZIA.

"Weapons locked on US warship. Preparing to fire."

"Hostile warship is readying its weapons."

"Dispatching interception team."

"Hostile warship is firing warning shots, returning fire."

"Direct hit on enemy vessel."

Murmurs went through the group of mammals in the briefing room. What they were hearing was the event that started this war—the first battle in this conflict.

"But there is more..." Toothdee continued, "according to reports we discovered, it is believed that our dark counterparts instigated this attack."

A gasp and another round of murmurs went through the group of mammals.

"We know more about the depth of our counterpart's involvement with the Chinese, but a lot remains hidden."

"Do we know where the counterparts come from?" Kion asked.

"Not yet, but there is only one counterpart left. We're on the cusp of eliminating this threat entirely."

Alex chimed in to make a vow, a guarantee to his friends, and maybe even the world that the threat posed by these dark doubles would be wiped away.

"I'll see to it personally that my counterpart is destroyed."

[pixelchaos00]

Tradoshan Squad

Log: 1, Day: 1

The Base

(Author's Note: Thanks to @clonewarsreturns for helping me develop my characters and beta reading the story. My first language isn't English so I apologise for any kind of mistakes.)

„Get set and don’t let your guard down. This is going to be a high qualified mission, which is why General Unduli and I have chosen you here. This is more important than any mission before and needs to be perfectly executed. We mustn’t make any mistakes. This whole battle is sitting on our shoulders to win. So, don’t lag behind. Understood?”

Commander Gree’s words were loud and clear. The booming voices of identical men rang through the ship’s hull, each of them ready to fulfil their role. The hum of the bomber ship was an already familiar background noise. The Clones in 41st Battalion’s green stood ready to be deployed. Their mission wasn’t an easy one, since their input in the battle would turn the tides around in favour of the Republic’s grand army if they succeeded. They were supposed to land behind enemy lines and slowly work their way to the centre. The main base of the CIS was their mission’s objective. It had been a pain in the ass for the Republic since the beginning, providing the droids with never ending backup and maintenance. The Clone army suffered great losses, troops dying in major numbers with only little support and even less supplies. Commander Gree was leading the assault together with some of his best men, which he chose himself. Quiet whispers ensured after the commander’s speech, giving the troops one last time to talk before the true battle began.

“I’ve always wanted to blow one of those clanker facilities up. The five-o-first always make it look so easy.”

Some chuckles escaped the other men that were checking their gear.

“Not everything can be solved with explosions”, groaned one of them.

“Then you have never met Bootleg.”

“I have met Bootleg and I regret it.”

More chuckles.

“Aw, come on Checkpoint, I’m not that bad.”

“No, you are worse. Do you know how many times I had to patch you up in the medical bay because of your shenanigans?”

“That would be eleven times only last month and those were all unrelated to battles”, announced another Clone, squishing his locks under his helmet.

“Actually, Dropkick, it was twelve times but since he literally came half an hour later in again after leaving the medical bay, they wrote it down as eleven.”, corrected another Clone who was checking his backpack.

“As always, you have my back, Backup.”

“To be fair,” said Bootleg, crossing his arms. “My methods are working.”

“I do remember when you used an explosion to fight another explosion and it worked!”

This made the others in the transporter laugh but it was silenced by the pilot’s announcement. They would soon land and arrive at their destination. Lips were pressed into thin lines and helmets got strapped on. It was time.

The ship touched down on the soft surface, avoiding the large plants and fungi that took in most of the view. Not only were the turquoise and orange flowers taking up most of the space of the planet but they also blocked many free areas. Landing was a whole lot harder. Still, the skilled pilot of the 41st wasn’t so easily shaken. The ship doors slid open, allowing the troops to peek at the planet’s fauna, while the pilot’s eyes were scanning the ground for an open space. Gree scrunched his nose at the planet they were supposed to be stationed on. While he enjoyed learning about new planets and its life, he had a distaste for this particular jungle planet. It took too many men already, leaving the troops weak and open for attacks. The wildlife here was so different compared to anywhere else they had been. It was merciless. Gree read the reports about the beasts roaming through the thick leaves. Their terrifying screeches could be heard echoing in the night and on bad days in the day near their camps. Razor sharp teeth and equally dangerous blades, that were supposed to be the creature’s spindly legs, were haunting the dreams of many brothers. Acklays. Acklays and many other creatures called the bushes and thicket their home.

Gree felt the transporter land. The doors in front of him glided open, revealing the planet’s surface. The troops jumped off the ship and their feet hit the muddy jungle ground. The pilot closed the doors again and wished them all good luck before taking off into the air again. They needed to keep the ships out of the enemies’ radar. Gree gave the men a last salute. He turned to his team and called for attention. The troops were quickly divided up into their separate squads and positions.

“Alright, men! This is it. You know the goal of this mission is to blow up the enemy’s main base. If we don’t succeed, then nobody will and this fight will be over for all of us. Is that clear?”

The troops saluted, agreeing in unison. “Sir, yessir!”

Gree nodded, holding up a holomap of their target. The base was easy to spot and their positions were marked with green dots.

“As you can clearly see, the base lies straight ahead of us. Team Alpha will attack from the south side and sneak inside to turn off the alarm. Team Beta enters the base through the westside. One of the reactors will be located there. Team Gamma, you will enter the base through the east side.”

“Contact each other when you have arrived at your location. Set the detonators and leave this place. You only have a small time frame to leave this place before the bombs are ignited and the whole place blows up.”

“In the meantime, Team Alpha will take care of all the alarm and camera footage, giving you a free pass through the base. I’ll be joining Team Alpha for this mission and support them. The other teams will work on their own.”

“Contact each other as little as possible so they won’t pick up our signals. And the most important information for this mission; Do not, at any circumstances, get their attention. Do not engage in any firefight unless absolutely necessary.”

The Clones looked at each other and nodded, understanding the importance of the mission. They saluted Commander Gree before separating into their three distinct teams. Alpha was already ahead together with Gree. Beta was equally ready, heading straight for the jungle in the west side, led by their squad leader Corry. Checkup was bringing Gamma in position in the east.

Carefully they warded through the dirt and mud that kept sticking to their shin amor. The 41st color scheme helped them blend in with their environment and kept them hidden from unwelcome eyes. Despite the cover and camouflage, they had to be careful. Their white was still sticking out and the native creatures of this planet won’t fall for their trick. Not to mention the fungi and plants or diseases that couldn’t be fooled by their training and attacked on a different basis. For now, staying low and moving carefully was their best way to reach the base.

Checkpoint glanced back at his team only to witness Clickbait, in time, pushing a huge leaf out of his way and being smacked right back in the face with it. Backup stifled his snickering, holding his hand in front of his helmet, where his mouth was supposed to be. Clickbait huffed at the plant, ducking under it.

“I would rather be in the air.” mumbled Clickbait. It wasn’t that he had no training on the ground or that he disliked it, he just felt better in the air and away from all the ground obstacles.

Bootleg kept an eye out for patrols, blaster close against his chest. “Missing your jetpack already, huh?”

“’Course! I wanna fly”

“Well, right now you were called for this mission “, reminded Dropkick his brother, nudging Clickbait’s side. “Because we are supposed to be the top men who could -positively win- this mission.”

“Very funny, Drop. I know that. I just really want to activate my jetpack and go aloft, above all the fauna and away from the mud.”

Backup, who was a bit smaller than the others joined the conversation. “I understand that you would rather do something else. I miss the workshop, too but you need to get your head out of the clouds while we are still on the mission.”

“Betrayed by my own brother!”, gasped Clickbait. He looped his arm around Backup's shoulders and pulled him into a headlock. The support trooper started to whine, struggling under his brother’s grip.

“No, no head noogies!”, protested Backup, squirming around to try and pull his helmeted-head free.

“Quit fooling around and shut it, Click.”, warned Checkpoint in a low voice, reminding them that they were still on a mission.

“Yeah, ‘Bait. Quit fooling around”, repeated Dropkick in a mocking tone. The others snickered but settled back into their positions again.

Sometimes Checkup wondered if he was working with cadets. They were good at what they were doing but they weren’t exactly acting like it. The leader of the Gamma squad shook his head in defeat, quietly accepting of the team’s incompetence. Not that he was any different. His plans weren’t any less crazy or daring. He himself has a good count of stupid stunts he pulled off and survived, but at least he was more subtle about it. Or so he thought.

That’s when the beige color scheme of the droid base came into view. It’s bulky and edgy form sticking out between the natural fauna of twisting plants and colorful flowers that reached up toward the sky to get a glimpse of more sunlight than it’s competing greens.

Just as planned, Team Alpha was doing it’s job to turn off the alarm while Team Beta and Gamma went their separate ways to infiltrate the base from the opposite side.

Checkpoint peered out of his cover, looking both ways before rolling out into the open. Confirming one last time that his team would be safe to follow he gave them the ‘ok’. Soon enough Dropkick, Bootleg, Clickbait and Backup emerged from their positions. They followed their squad leader to the beige wall and settled down against it. By now Team Alpha should have disabled the alarm and cameras, making it easy for the rest to enter. Checkpoint moved up to a small panel in the wall and removed it. Soon the whole squad had squeezed itself into the small vent, snaking their way into the facility.

Checkpoint watched the droid patrol walk past them through the vent grid. Waiting for the right moment he signalled his team to get ready with a short hand gesture. The droids passed them and Checkpoint lifted the cover up to slide out of their hiding and into the hall. Soon four more troops followed him, sticking close to the wall. Backup reached into his backpack and pulled out a small device, similar to a holopad. He turned it on and a small dot started to light up in the upper right corner.

“This way”, pointed Backup. “The reactor is on our right side and should be easily accessible.”

The others nodded, letting Backup, their youngest batch mate, take the lead. He would know where to go with his fancy little devices. He would always tinker around on new things, show them their updated new weapons with greater firepower and attached mechanics. Not that they always know what they are for but they were never dismissive of his ideas. Backup was just their little brain when it came to weapons and electronics. He would sit all sleep-cycle long in the workshop, inventing tons of new gadgets. The Kaminoans never truly understood his potential, probably because of his mutation. They dismissed whatever he found out. It was a surprise for all of them that Backup was allowed to go with them in one team. His brother’s weren’t bothered by his blonde roots or heterochromia.

Backup followed the instructions of his datapad and walked straight ahead in the hall. He knew where to go but his attention was mainly focused on the screen in his hands. That’s when suddenly a hand gripped his arm and pulled him to the side, inside another room. Surprised, he looked up and met eye to eye with another brother, Clickbait. Backup tilted his head in confusion but Clickbait held a finger in front of his helmet. Staying quiet he could finally hear it. Steps. Heavy metal feet walking in sync down the hallway they just were in. That was a close call if it weren’t for Clickbait’s hyperawareness.

He had many qualities being a jet trooper. One of them was his awareness of his surroundings at all times. It came in handy whenever he was flying or on stealth missions like this one. He would hear or see things before others. It gives the Clones an advantage over their enemy, however Clickbait’s sensitivity to sound, touch and sight also make him vulnerable. His helmet has been modified by Backup. It filters out alarm sirens; Instead of the ear-piercing blaring, there would be a specific beeping, which he would recognize. His visor was darker than others, absorbing bright light to shield his eyes. Things like this help Clickbait to stay focused and perform his tasks just as well as others, however some things can’t be filtered out. He still gets distracted in briefings because something caught his eyes or he heard a particular strange sound. Usually a brother would update him individually on the plans for the mission. That way Clickbait would always be up to date.

Team Gamma left the room after the area was clear. Clickbait confirmed there were no more patrols outside. Rounding a corner, they could see the hall had changed from a narrow way to a much larger space, indicating they were in the main hall. There was a door at the end of the hall and a smaller path that led up on the right side. There were two rooms on the left and in the middle of the hall was a corridor leading to the right. There, this is where the reactor is supposed to be.

“The reactor room is around this corner”, explained Backup. “After entering we will contact team Alpha and Beta to inform them of our progress. Bootleg will attach the detonators and we will book it from here in no time.”

“Sounds good to me. I can’t wait to blow this damn thing up already.”

“Of course, you would say that, Bootleg. Let’s just get this over with and meet back with the other teams.”

Dropkick had a point. They headed for the door and with Backup by their side the door slid open in no time. In front of them opened up a huge, purple, illuminated room. Their target was in the middle, surrounded by empty consoles. No droids just as expected.

Checkpoint pulled his comm. link out and contacted the other two team leaders. Gree immediately picked up with Corry soon following.

“Team Alpha here. What’s your status?”

“Checkpoint from Team Gamma speaks. We infiltrated the base and am standing in front of the target. Asking for permission to attach detonators.”

“Team Beta is almost ready. We are picking the lock to the reactor room at this moment. We soon should be through.”

“Copy that. We will wait for Team Beta.”

Corry looked at his team as they tried to hack the door open. His team was good at what they did but this was a battle between time and sync. They had to leave the base all together so they could blow up the reactors at the same time. It would be futile if one team didn’t make it out in time. Sticking to the plan's time limit was important. That’s when the door hissed open and revealed the same empty room.

“Team Beta is set and ready to go.” explained Corry, keeping a lookout for droids.

Gree gave the others the a-ok and Team Gamma went straight to work.

“Finally!” gasped Bootleg, setting the timer. “I can’t wait to see the kids in action. It will be spectacular for sure.”

Dropkick rolled his eyes in amusement, enjoying the antics of his brothers. Bootleg always had an interest and knack for bombs and other explosives. While he would usually disable them for the Republic, he would rather like to build his own kids. He tried his hands on all kinds of explosions from small droid poppers to heavy artillery. The thrill with bombs always kept him interested and he would try new ways to disable or build new explosions. It got so far that Kaminoans perked up and listened in on his idea. That’s how they managed to make their droid poppers more powerful, giving them a bigger radius. Bootleg was still proud of that achievement. That’s probably why the Kaminoans aren’t as nosy about his almost daily medbay visits. He can’t stop trying out new things or test reckless ideas, which result in many absurd injuries. It’s said that the medics keep an extra file about his record. Checkpoint never agrees or disagrees about the theories, leading to some wild assumptions.

Bootleg set the timer for the detonator and gave his brothers a thumbs up. They were done and ready to leave this dump. The team gathered their belongings and headed for the door. It slid open with a loud hiss, a blaster barrel greeting the clones. Kriff! The new patrol was here and they weren’t exactly happy to see the uninvited guests.

“Clones!”, yelled one of the robotic voices in shock. “Blast ‘em!”, commanded another one, pointing his three fingered hand at the clones. Sithspit, Gree told them not to engage in a fire fight and leave immediately after the detonators were set because of the time limit.

A blaster clatter on the durasteel floor, pulling everyone’s attention to it. All eyes fell on Dropkick’s abandoned weapon. Another loud thud was heard and this time the droid's head was clean cut off. It met its fate fizzling and sparking. Confused by the unusual kill the droids stepped back in fear.

“What happened?”

“How can this be? B1-2222 suddenly went offline.”

That’s when another droid went down, a Clone without a blaster or blade standing above its body. That was Dropkick’s speciality; Hand to hand combat with a special liking for dropkicks. He always liked to watch the instructors show them new movements that he could use, memorizing the best ways to defeat specific kinds of opponents. B1 Droids were simplier to defeat than the heavily armoured super battle droids or sneaky and flexible commando droids. Magma Guards were a real challenge but not undefeatable with the right footwork, training and knowledge. Still, he would always prefer to take his opponents out with a dropkick. They were his favourite way to fight, leading to Dropkick abandoning his blaster more than once in favour of his hands and legs.

He threw one of the B1 droids over his shoulder, crushing another one’s neck in the same movement. He took the arm of a nearby standing witness and pulled him into the mess, switching places. Dropkick beheaded his opponent with a kick higher than most people’s standards and ended the fight with a dropkick to the chest. In just a hot second he took down a patrol of five droids.

“Let’s move it!” Dropkick was right. Backup tossed his brother his gun and team Gamma was on their way back again. The bomb would go off soon, taking this whole facility with it and turning the tables for the better for the Republic. Checkpoint glanced back while leading his men back out and grunted.

“Dropkick, you really overdid it this time.”

The clone shrugged mid run, believing he did a good job at destroying those droids. “It did the job, didn’t it? Commander Gree told us not to use our weapons unless absolutely necessary. I had everything under control.”

The medic rolled his eyes, looking down at Dropkick’s exposed right leg. “You lost your leg armor with that last kick!”

Dropkick could only shrug. “This won’t bite me in the butt later on.”

Checkpoint could only shake his head at his brother and kept running. If they were lucky, they would not only survive that mission but get back without a scratch. Hopefully the other teams had as much luck as them.

They dashed down the last corridor, rounding the corner and jumping each inside the vent. Crawling back outside, they each let out a whoop of excitement! Checkpoint took his comm. link to contact the others about their success but could only reach Corry’s team.

“We did it, we are done!”, reported the medic in an excited voice that indicated a mission with no casualties. Corry smiled ear to ear, looking back at his own full team, knowing all his men made it out as well.

“Congrats! Same for us, vod!”

“Thanks.” Checkpoint felt his heart race looking at the fauna of Felucia. A second later the picture turned blurry and the cold blackness welcomed Checkpoint’s consciousness as it slipped out of his grasp.

That’s when Team Alpha joined the conversation. Lense took the role of talking because Commander Gree was busy counting the seconds for the detonators.

“This is Team Alpha. We made it out in one piece with no casualties and minor injuries.”

Lense could hear the brothers from the other teams excitedly cheer for the successful mission, letting him instantly know that they were in the same good mood as the team he was in. He looked back at the base as the detonators went off. The ground was shaking and bird-like creatures looked for safety in the air. The facility itself was swallowed in the explosion’s blast, leaving nothing but rubble and droid parts back. Lense and Gree shared a meaningful look, knowing their mission was done. Without further ado the teams went their separate paths back to meet up at the splitting point. Team Beta arrived first with Corry smiling and happily chatting away at his brothers. Soon after them Team Alpha followed. Gree went up to Corry and affectionately patted his shoulder in good spirit, praising him and his team. That was until he noticed something crucial.

Team Gamma was missing.

Gree quirked an eyebrow at Corry and his team, looking back at his own. “Have any of you seen Team Gamma? They should be here already.” Corry only shrugged, taking a look around and noting that their third party did not come back to the meeting point. Did they goof around and ended up coming later?

Commander Gree told Lense to contact them just to be clear. The trooper nodded, immediately getting to work. Corry tilted his head in confusion. The other troops ceased their chatter at the sudden shift in the mood, looking around them. After a few more clicks Gree started to pace impatiently in a circle.

“Team Gamma, come in. Team Gamma.”

Commander Gree spun on his heel to face Lense, who desperately tried to contact the obviously missing team.

“What are they doing? We are supposed to meet here. Their detonator went off just like it should have. What is taking them so long?”, asked Gree himself more than the others. Team Gamma wasn’t the kind of team to just mysteriously cut all comms. Not that any team would do that since it would affect the other brothers in a negative way.

“Were they still inside the base when everything exploded?”, asked Lense, hoping for a response.

“No, can’t be. We had contact right before everything blew up.”, explained Corry in a thoughtful tone.

“That’s it I’m going to look for those slackers myself.”

“But sir, they aren’t picking up- “

“What do you mean they aren’t picking up? Call each of them. At least one has to hear their comm. link!”, commanded Gree anxiously.

“No, sir. What I meant is, that they aren’t picking up, there is only static; In fact, I can’t even locate their comm. links.”

“What?” breathed Gree in disbelief.

“We are doing our best, sir but it seems they have…” The trooper painfully paused. “vanished.”

Gree’s eyes widened as the truth finally hit him. Something bad happened.