#(( which for round shape works also for perfect shield and counter! ))

[monstersdownthepath]

Monster Spotlight: Vault Builder Xiomorn

CR 20/MR 8

Lawful Neutral Medium Outsider

Planar Adventures, pg. 252~253

Today, we have a big one. The Xiomorn here are divided into two castes, the Mythic-tier Vault Builders, which we will be reviewing, and the lesser guardians, the Vault Keepers, which we won’t be, as the Keepers are merely tragically neutered versions of the Builders. In ages long ago there was no division between the castes, just the perfect Xiomorn numbering exactly 65,536, the number of facets in the “perfect” gem found by the benevolent and kind Elemental Lady of Earth, Sairazul. Originally Good-aligned, the Xiomorn were corrupted by the significantly more malevolent Elemental Lord of Earth, Ayrzul, who showed them (possibly fabricated) visions of their future destruction at the hands of the Yithians, driving the poor race mad with desperation to escape their foretold doom. Without their goddess to guide them--Sairazul imprisoned by her vile counterpart--they’ve turned countless worlds and races into their petri dishes in their hopes of changing their future.

In exchange for knowledge, they sacrificed the Mythic power of exactly half of their number, assuring that there will always be exactly 32,768 Keepers and Builders, this number utterly impossible to increase through any means the Xiomorn have found... but painfully simple to shrink. Vault Keepers can be created through the might of the Vault Seed, the artifacts responsible for the alien Vaults of Orv deep below Golarion’s surface, but if a Vault Builder is killed through violence, they are forever destroyed. This makes them extremely cautious creatures, paranoid of their future and of any creature that can potentially destroy them and end their lineage, but in their attempts to avert their destruction, they’ve become unholy forces in and of themselves. Ayrzul was right to covet their power, but even smarter in fearing it, for if they ever find out the truth of their future, there is no force that could stop a march of 30,000 of these creatures.

Undoubtedly, one of the most powerful features a Xiomorn has at its disposal is their Item Shaper ability. They are treated as though they possessed all item creation feats, and require a mere hour of work per 1,000gp in the item’s cost rather than a full day... Unless the item in question is made of stone or crystal, in which case the item requires 30 minutes to craft and costs the Xiomorn only half as much GP to make. This ability even allows them to make Constructs at this accelerated pace, assuring they can make and ARM entire armies in just a few short days and assures that, if they know you’re coming, you’re going to have to contend with every terrible device capable of countering you they can put together. Not even just the stuff in the books, either; as travelers across the Great Beyond, they may have access to items and technology unseen on Golarion, giving the DM the perfect excuse to outfit them with all sorts of horrible devices with which to malice the party!

As creatures from the Plane of Earth their wealth is effectively limitless already, but they go a step further by not even needing to really mine their home plane; they can use Create Demiplane to manifest bubbles from which they can draw what they need. What, it doesn’t work like that? Maybe not for you, but for the infinite power of these perfect creatures, it’s child’s play. Their Xiomorn Spellcasting allows them to select 40 levels worth of spells from the Wizard spell list to cast each day (though each spell may only be cast once), not only eliminating what petty inconveniences stood between them and crafting more advanced items, but allows them to manipulate the confines of their created demiplanes to generate endless wealth for themselves. How, you may ask? I could go into the exact method, but that can get boring when we have so much more to talk about! Plus, as a DM using one of these creatures, you can merely handwave it away. They can use Mythic magic, for god’s sake! Anything is possible! And through Xiomorn Magic, they also get Create Demiplane, Mythic Move Earth, and the Mythic spell Terraform for free on top of whatever other spells they get and ALSO on top of their normal spell-likes, which includes PERMANENCY 1/day to assure their demiplanes stick around until their experiments are finished.

It’s through their incredible magical potential that they know how best to utilize the Secret of the Vault Seeds as well. Though the method of producing them was gifted to them by Ayrzul in an attempt to corrupt them to unknown ends, the Xiomorn quickly perfected them, able to nurse the Vault Seeds to create miniature self-contained worlds. Able to Gate across the cosmos as needed (or select Interplanetary Teleport through their magic), Xiomorn capture and summon creatures from everywhere to place inside their Vaults for reasons only they’re fully canny to. Not only do their Vaults form beautiful, alien environments below the world, but while in a Vault they created, the Vault Builders have insurmountable Regeneration, and their existence as an Elemental assures that the most reliable methods of shutting them out nonlethally (paralysis, stunning, and sleep) are impossible. Protected by DR 10 that’s only bypassed by the tall order of a weapon being adamantine, bludgeoning, and Epic, and shielded by SR 31, combating one of these Xiomorn on their home turf is next to impossible without some wacky Mythic shenanigans of your own!

Which it can turn against you. Swiftly.

Being struck by any one of a Xiomorn’s four claws not only deals 2d4+10 damage, but causes flesh and bone to transmute into green crystal. This Crystalization manifests as 2 Dexterity drain, which is doubled to 4 if the claw critically struck. The drain is dangerous enough, but suffering from even 1 point of Crystalization “gifts” the victim with the Earth creature subtype, making the victim vulnerable to the Xiomorn’s 3/day Command Stone, which acts as Dominate Creature to any creature made primarily of crystal or stone... or anything with the Earth subtype. Command Stone can even work on Constructs normally immune to being Dominated, though it will “only” last 27 rounds in that case. I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again: oftentimes, the most dangerous thing to the party are its own members, and a Xiomorn can hijack up to three of them a day to its own ends.

The final unique trick Xiomorn possess is their Crystal Burst, able to manifest an explosion of razor-sharp but beautiful crystals anywhere within 120ft of them once every 1d4 rounds, the burst dealing 20d6 slashing and piercing damage to everything within 30ft of the epicenter. With Wall of Stone and Spike Stone available to them 3/day, Xiomorn can easily cut allies away from one another or shrink the battlefield to the point their Crystal Burst can slam everyone at the same time, or hedge out anyone capable of actually harming them so they can close in on something softer, squishier... and seize control of them. Or just use Flesh to Stone on them and contort their bodily horribly with Stone Shape.

All’s fair when survival is on the line, and Xiomorn will fight harder than almost anything to remove any and all threats to themselves. Such is what they’ve been tragically reduced to.

You can read more about them here.

[s-horne]

In his defence, Tony was tired. He never slept well when Steve was away and Steve had been away for nearly a week. Sleep hadn’t been easy and Tony had been surviving on coffee and coffee alone.

With his ears still ringing from the loud music he’d had blasting in the workshop, he headed up to the kitchen slowly. He didn’t like to be in their house knowing that Steve wouldn’t be heading home at the end of the day and, with the mission as unsure as it was, no one had known when Steve would be finished.

Tony wasn’t expecting Steve to be home. He wasn’t expecting anyone to be home, which is why having an unexpected woman in his kitchen made him jump so high. Tony was a superhero. He had an iron suit of armour that he flew around the world to fight literal aliens. He shouldn’t have jumped so much at a single intruder.

Whilst a woman in his kitchen might have been low on someone else’s danger list, Tony could feel the last of his caffeine high wearing off. He also knew not to underestimate people; he’d made that dangerous mistake before.

They stood in silence for a long moment, the intruder standing at the other end of the kitchen, her palms flat on the counter between them. Tony blinked once, twice, keeping them closed for a second longer each time.

Every time he opened his eyes, she was still there.

“J?” he called out, keeping his wary gaze on the woman. “J, we have a guest.”

“Indeed, Sir.”

Tony only resisted rolling his eyes so that he didn’t have to take his gaze from his intruder. “And you didn’t alert me?”

The first thing that Tony had noticed was that her hair was long. It was well past her chest, a striking, dusty blonde that curled down to the very ends. The second thing was that she looked familiar, but Tony couldn’t place her.

It was no secret that Tony was attracted to women. Tony was pretty much attracted to every gender. But he was also an extremely happily married man and his eyes hadn’t strayed since he and Steve had gotten married. Since they’d gotten together. Even with that in mind, Tony couldn’t deny that the woman in his house was gorgeous.

It was in the eyes, he thought. The colour of them stood out even from so far away, bold and bright.

“I didn’t think it necessary, Sir,” JARVIS answered calmly, pulling Tony’s attention away from falling any deeper into the woman’s eyes, “given that Captain Rogers lives here.”

Tony’s eyes went wide. “Steve?”

The woman cracked a smile. “Hey, sweetheart.”

*

“Okay.” Tony dropped his empty mug back onto the table and smacked his lips. “Right. Let’s talk.”

Steve, or the female version of Steve, chuckled. The noise was higher than it ever had been before, musical in a much different way than Tony was used to. Tony knew Steve’s laugh. He knew Steve’s laugh in every way. Knew what it sounded like in his ear, knew what it felt like in his chest.

“Okay,” Steve echoed and Tony tried his hardest not to flinch. As gorgeous as the voice was, it wasn’t Steve’s. “I’m fine, by the way.”

A small smile tugged at the corner of Tony’s mouth. “Good. I couldn’t see any bandages, but that means nothing with you.”

Another laugh. “Not this time, darlin’. Promise. Just… well. This.”

Steve gestured down at his, her, body and Tony grimaced. Right. He needed more coffee.

“What happened?”

“I don’t know.”

“Bullshit.”

Steve jumped at Tony’s snapped answer. “What?”

“Bullshit. Steve always knows. He has an answer for everything.”

“I don’t,” Steve said softly, calmly. “I don’t have an answer for this.”

“My husband is in… I don’t know where he is, exactly, but he’s away. On a mission. He’s not in my kitchen and he’s not a woman.”

“Tony. Please, sweetheart. You know it’s me.” Steve reached a hand out and Tony’s gaze fell at the band around her finger. It was only a simple one, but Tony would recognise it anywhere. He let out a weird sort of snorted laugh when it clicked. It was a foreign noise, one that sounded like it had come from a different part of the room. From a different person, even. It wasn’t him… just like Steve wasn’t Steve.

“Nice ring.”

“Yeah,” Steve said, a smile clear in her voice. “Thanks. I kinda love it.”

They fell quiet again. Without looking up to Steve’s face, Tony called to JARVIS. “You ran everything, J?”

“I did, Sir. All reports sent to your StarkPad. I can conclude without a doubt that this is, in fact, Captain Rogers.”

The fact that the woman wasn’t fighting Tony or trying to protest her version of events added to the evidence in her favour and tipped the scales towards the fact that she was telling the truth. Steve knew that Tony couldn’t just be told something and instantly believe it. He needed facts and figures, needed cold, hard evidence in his hands.

He flicked through the reports that JARVIS had exported quickly, his eyes flickering up to the woman sitting opposite him every so often. Steve was sitting there calmly, hands curled around a mug of steaming coffee, ring clinking against the ceramic as Steve tapped absentmindedly.

“It’s you, isn’t it? Like, really you.”

Steve met Tony’s gaze. “Yeah. It really is.” Her tongue darted out to wet her lips and Tony couldn’t help but follow the movement. Steve’s lips had never been thin, but, as a woman, they were thicker than ever. A deep, dark pink that Tony wanted to bite at, make them a bold red instead. “We were close to finishing the mission when something went awry. Someone got wind of what we were doing or tipped off another group, I don’t know.”

Her hand reached up to sweep through her hair, but Steve had obviously forgotten about its new length and her fingers got tangled in the thick curls. The betrayed look on her face made Tony let out a startled laugh.

“Ouch. Well, anyway, someone must have– shit.” Steve tugged her hand again but all it served to do was yank on the roots.

Rising from his chair, Tony rounded the table wordlessly and lifted his hands to Steve’s hair. It felt the same, his mind noticed as he worked the strands quickly to untangle the curls and free Steve’s hand. When it was hanging loose down Steve’s back again, he stepped away and rooted quickly through a few of the drawers under the counter.

“Thank you,” Steve said, shaking her arm to dislodge a few casualties in the form of pulled-out hairs. “So, anyway, we think one of the groups that were told about our mission dabble in magic, or some form of it.”

Tony hummed before his fingers closed around what he’d been looking for and he let out a triumphant cry. “So you got hit by magic? A curse, maybe?”

“Pretty sure. None of us can be exactly certain because we didn’t see anything, but we didn’t eat or drink anything that wasn’t our SHIELD rations or made by one of us.” Steve’s speech ended in a soft gasp as Tony started working his hand through her thick curls.

“Sounds like it, then,” Tony said, fingers working quickly to plait Steve’s hair. “You know, your hair’s long. Like really long.”

Steve turned her head to lift an eyebrow in a perfect arch. Tony’s eyes were drawn to it, the reprimand for moving dying on the tip of his tongue. It was just another reminder that everything about Steve had changed. Even her eyebrows were thinner, a completely different shape to what they had been before. Tony swallowed and gently turned her head again so that she was looking away from him.

“Shut up,” he said, catching a few curls that had tried to break free, “it’s a big change. I’m not used to you having so much hair for me to grab.” He stopped himself as he realised how that sounded and did his best to push the dirty images that shot into his mind away. It was so not the time for that. “So, if you trust everyone on your team –”

“Which I do,” Steve cut in quickly.

“–then yes, it sounds as though it was magic. I don’t know of a serum or even a lab that’s working on this sort of thing, so it can’t be scientific. Who else knows what happened?”

“Probably most of SHIELD by now.” Steve sighed and her fingers danced around the rim of her discarded mug. “We had to abandon the mission, obviously, so we had to send in a report. I snuck away to come here, but they’ll need me soon. I’ll be summoned to a lab, I’m sure.”

Tony took a moment to collect his thoughts. He could admit that he wasn’t thrilled with the idea of his husband (wife?) being carted away like a circus attraction and poked and prodded by all manner of scientists.

“Yeah, that’s not going to happen,” he said. Pulling one hair band off his wrist, Tony tied the end of the plait before twisting it up into a bun. Or, at the very least, into a vague bun shape. He had done his best with the two, stretched-out hair bands that he’d remembered he’d had shoved in a drawer. He was often finding them after late-night business meals with Pepper, the ones where they cracked open a few bottles of wine to pour over new contracts. More often than not, they ended up with YouTube tutorials playing and Pepper’s hair tied in all manner of styles. “No partner of mine is going to SHEILD’s labs.”

With a hand raised to feel her new hair-do, Steve spun on her chair and treated Tony to a soft smile. “Gonna trap me in your own lab, huh, darlin’?”

“You know me.” God, she was beautiful. Her face was a lot softer than Steve’s was as a male, her cheekbones a little higher and a little less pronounced. Though Tony tried not to feel guilty for noticing her looks, he couldn’t quite push away the feeling that it wasn’t Steve.

“I do.” Steve reached out and took Tony’s hand, interlocking their fingers. For once, her hand was smaller than Tony’s. The callouses were there the same as ever, as were Steve’s nails bitten right down to the fingertips. They’d been working on that habit, but Tony didn’t think Steve would ever break it.

Tony wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do. He wasn’t sure what he was supposed to feel. This was still his partner, but it wasn’t at the same time. Who knew how long it was going to last? Would he ever have his Steve back or would he be with the female version forever?

It was a lot to process and far too much to deal with on the amount of sleep he’d been surviving on. He wanted a nap.

Pulling his hand from Steve’s, Tony turned to the counter. “Right. Let’s move this somewhere a little more comfortable.”

 *

 Steve’s body looked so much smaller when she was curled up in her favourite armchair.

The night before he’d left for his mission, Steve had sat in that same chair as he’d laughed along with some reruns of an old sitcom they’d found on an obscure channel after flicking through a few hundred. Neither of them had paid all that much attention to it after Tony had crawled into his lap and connected their lips in a deep kiss.

Now, with her legs folded under her body and covered by a thick blanket, Steve seemed to be swallowed by the huge cushions. Still as fearless and as strong as ever, Tony could tell that by one glance, but smaller.

“Do I call you… Steve?” Tony squinted, head titled to his side as he looked at his partner. “No. Stephanie? Steph?”

He was rewarded with raised eyebrows and complete derision over Steve’s face. “That’s your main concern?”

“No! Of course it’s not,” Tony said before pausing. “Yes, actually. Maybe it is. I don’t know. Christ, you can’t just drop this on me. It’s a lot to process.”

He threw his head back and stared at the ceiling. It was so much to get his head around. Too much.

“I think I’ll stick with Steve,” he said eventually and he got a soft laugh in return.

“Okay. Works for me.”

“Even now? You don’t mind it?”

“Course not, sweetheart. It’s my name, isn’t it? It’s what you’ve always called me. I’m never going to not want to hear that from you.”

That helped a little, but Tony still felt like he was on uneven ground. Who knew how long it was going to last? Would Steve ever change back? It wasn’t the person that Tony had married, physically at least.

Though it wasn’t exactly unnerving, it wasn’t normal. Well, it wasn’t even not normal. That wasn’t what Tony meant.

Actually, he had no clue what he meant. All he knew for certain was that his head hurt and thinking about the situation so deeply wasn’t helping.

“Can we go to bed yet?”

The concern was clear in Steve’s voice when she spoke. “Are you okay?”

Tony sighed, letting his head drop forward again. “Fine. Of course I’m fine. I’m always fine.”

“You haven’t been sleeping, have you?”

Of course Steve knew that. It seemed that whatever body Steve was in, Steve still knew Tony inside and out.

“You have no proof of that. But no, I haven’t been.�� Tony grinned at Steve’s sigh, but his head was still pounding. “I’m going to bed.”

“Wow,” Steve said softly, brow furrowed and eyes staring straight at Tony. Her eyes were still the same. They still sparkled like they always had, still looked at Tony with the same mix of fondness and clear exasperation. “The world really has been knocked off its axis, if you’re willingly heading to bed.”

Tony huffed a weak laugh. Sleep sounded good to him. Sleeping for a week and waking up with Steve still away on his mission sounded even better.

Standing from his chair, he hid a yawn in the inside of his elbow and headed for the door.

Just before he crossed the threshold, he turned and held out a hand. “Coming?”

 *

 “Tony?”

Tony rolled onto his side to see Steve standing at the edge of the bed, hovering a little anxiously. She was wearing an old sweatshirt of Tony’s, which hung down past her hips and was falling off one shoulder. For the first time in their relationship, it seemed as though Tony’s clothes would actually fit Steve. That thought alone made something squirm in Tony’s stomach, a spark suddenly lit that threatened to ignite into a raging fire.

“Hi,” he said stupidly, voice a little breathier than he’d have liked. “Coming in?”

“You’re on my side.”

Tony snorted. Right. Same old Steve. “Sorry.” He shuffled backwards until there was enough room for Steve to crawl under the sheets. “You okay?”

“Yeah.” Steve’s tongue darted out to wet her lips, the spit glistening in the low glow from the beside lamp. “Just thinking about what to do next.”

Tony reached out and rested his hand across Steve’s eyes. “Sleep. Sleep is next.”

“We need to find out what–”

“We can do that tomorrow,” Tony said, words slurring a little as Steve playfully batted his hand away. Sleep was catching up to Tony, washing over him so easily with Steve back in their bed. It was just one more point in Steve’s favour; Tony felt so peaceful with her there, Steve’s mere presence enough to let Tony relax enough to sleep. “What we need to do now is sleep.”

There was a beat of silence. “You’re okay with me being in here?”

Tony forced himself to open his eyes again, battling to stay awake long enough to assemble his thoughts.

They were lying close in the bed, close enough to touch. When Steve rolled onto her side at the extended silence, Tony could feel her breath on his nose.

“I love you,” Tony said, the words rolling off his tongue as easily as they had on their wedding day. “I loved you in pictures from before the war. I’ve loved you as both Steve Rogers and Captain America, and I love you now. It’s you and me. No matter what.”

Steve smiled softly and they fell into a comfortable silence, Steve finally relaxing into the pillow. Just as Steve’s eyes closed and her breathing evened out, a thought struck Tony.

“Oh, God,” he said in horror, “I’m going to have to top again.”

***

(prompt from the Put on the Suit discord)

[thisissirius]

the most important mark to leave [AO3 Link] eddie/buck, chris. birthdays, marriage proposals, fluff and family.

“This is gross,” Eddie mutters.

If Abuela were to ever see the inside of his fridge; Eddie doesn’t wanna think about it. He moves some of the tupperware out of the way, wrinkling his nose. He doesn’t know how long some have these have been here. He gets a steady collection of pre-cooked food thanks to both Abuela and Buck, who are determined that Chris never eats anything Eddie cooks.

Which, fair, when Eddie’s not taking a dent to his pride, he can admit that living off of canned and boxed food isn’t the healthiest.

“Dad?”

Eddie looks back over his shoulder. Chris is at the table, doing his spelling for the next day. He’s been going through a nope phase with anything writing related, so Eddie’s pleased to see it. “Yeah, buddy?”

Chris shifts on his seat. “Is Buck coming over next Saturday?”

“Uh,” Eddie says, trying to think what’s happening next Saturday. He’s not working and he’s almost positive Buck’s been making noise about the aquarium. “I think so. We’ll have to ask.”

“No!” Chris looks contrite right after his shout.

“No?” Eddie raises his eyebrows and drops some of the tuppers into the trash. They’re beyond saving and it’s easier to buy new ones than expose himself—and Chris—to whatever’s inside. “Chris—”

“I meant,” Chris starts, “we have to ask him because he’s gotta come to his birthday party.”

Eddie’s not forgotten it’s Buck’s birthday; he’s already got Buck’s gift planned out, he just needs the right time. They haven’t been able to go on a proper date in weeks, but that’s never bothered them. Buck likes the domesticity that comes from being a father—and Eddie’s always going to be grateful Buck loves his son like he’s his own—and Eddie loves being under his own roof and not having a ton of people stare at him when he's inevitably awkward. “I don’t know if Buck wants that.”

Chris frowns, then puts down his pen. He meets Eddie’s eyes unflinchingly. “Dad, Buck’s not gonna say he wants a party. He doesn’t think you want a fuss.”

Eddie is, apparently, a failure of a partner. “Buck—”

“He told Abuela,” Chris says, matter-of-factly. “I wasn’t meant to hear but they thought I was sleeping. He knows you don’t like big celebration things unless they’re inside but he wants a backyard party. He wants fireworks because he thinks they’re cool and he never got them when he was as old as me. He also never got cake like I do. That’s really sad, Dad.”

It takes Eddie a moment to get his feelings under control. When he does, he closes the fridge door and sits across from Chris. He doesn’t know any of this about Buck but he’s not surprised; they don’t talk about their pasts because there’s so much there they don’t want to address. Their present and their future have always been their focus because they’re more important. Eddie thinks maybe it’s a mistake.

“Buck wants to be happy.” Chris stares down at his homework, still frowning. “He doesn’t want you to be upset with what he wants.”

There’s clearly things both he and Buck have to talk about, but Eddie’s overcome with emotion; he wants Buck to have whatever he needs, to enjoy his birthday instead of worrying about what everyone else thinks. “Well,” he says, leaning across the table and sharing a grin with his son. “I guess we should plan Buck’s birthday, shouldn’t we?”

Chris cheers and then looks down at his homework. “Does this mean I don’t have to do my spelling?”

“Nice try, buddy,” Eddie says with a laugh. “Unless you want me to call Buck and tell him you’re not doing your homework.”

“Alright,” Chris says. “I’ll finish it.”

“It should be superheroes,” Chris says.

Eddie pulls into the mall parking lot, cursing when there isn’t an available spot. Where are all the people coming from? It’s his only day off and he doesn’t wanna spend it driving around a parking lot. There’s a woman in a minivan almost on his tail and he rolls his eyes. Tapping his fingers on the wheel, he curses inwardly. “Why’s that?”

Chris sighs dramatically and Eddie snorts. He’s definitely been spending too much time with Buck. “Because Buck loves superheroes, Dad. That’s why he wants a replicon Steve shield for his birthday.”

“Replica,” Eddie corrects gently, grinning. A spot opens up and he manages to swipe it before the woman in the minivan. She looks harassed, four kids in the back, and Eddie gets a flashback to Chris’ sleepover. He doesn’t envy her one bit. “It’s a good job we managed to get it then, isn’t it?”

Chris meets his eyes in the mirror. “We’re the best.”

“Yes, we are,” Eddie says, shutting off the truck. “How about we grab Buck a cake?”

Navigating the market is an exercise in frustration at the best of times, but even more so when Chris is demanding everything be perfect. Not that Eddie’s complaining; after the couple of years Buck’s had, he deserves to be lavished with affection and Chris is nothing if not the best source of that where Buck’s concerned.

They scan the row of cakes and Eddie’s not finding any good enough. Now that he knows Buck’s never had one, he wants it to be perfect. Chris also comments on most of them; he likes some of the characters he and Buck watch on television. (Eddie doesn’t have the heart to tell him Buck watches the cartoons because Chris likes them). He stops at the generic ones; round chocolate cakes, red velvet, the occasional long and thin caterpillar cakes.

“I like that one,” Chris says. He points to a heart-shaped cake on one of the lower shelves.

Eddie raises his eyebrows. “Why that one?”

Chris tips his head back, looking up at Eddie with a grin. “Buck’s got a big heart, Dad, and he gives it to all of us all the time. Now we get to show him we know.”

One day Eddie’s gonna stop being surprised by his son’s goodness. Though it’s less surprise and more awe that he’s responsible for such a beautiful human being. “I love you so much, kid.”

“I love you too, Dad,” Chris says and Eddie’s not sure if that’s a roll of his eyes. Honestly, Buck time is being rationed. “So are we getting the cake?”

Eddie agrees easily and puts the cake in the cart. It’s probably cheaper to make his own, but he’s never tried baking before and he knows the instant he turns on the oven to try, Buck’ll appear somehow to yell him out of the kitchen. “I think that’s it, bud.”

“No.” Chris unfolds the piece of paper he’s been clutching the entire trip and gives it to Eddie. “We haven’t got the decorations yet.”

The list is small; Cake. Decorations. Dad. Friends. Me. Kisses. Hugs. Lots of Love. Abuela’s cooking. Not Dad’s cooking.

Swallowing, Eddie takes a moment. “Is this what we need for Buck’s birthday?”

Chris nods. “The decorations have to be superheroes too, Dad. Captain America because that’s Bucky’s favourite, but they need to have Buck’s face on.”

Eddie slips the paper into his pocket—his son understands Buck so well that sometimes Eddie doesn’t know what to do with it—and guides the cart after his son. “I don’t think that’s possible, Buddy.”

“Tia Pepa can print out lots of pictures of Buck’s face,” Chris explains, and Eddie keeps one eye on him, the other on the other patrons of the store. “Then we can stick them to the balloons and things.”

Chris rambles as they walk and though Eddie doesn’t know how they’re gonna go about sticking Buck’s face to everything, he dutifully puts the Captain America decorations in the cart. His bank balance isn’t going to thank him, especially with what the replica shield cost him, but Buck’s the second best thing in his life. Eddie gets to spoil him the same way he spoils Christopher. His son isn’t wrong about Buck; he does give his heart, usually in pieces, and doesn’t expect anything back in return. Eddie tries to give it but he knows he’s not the best at emotions and being candid. He’s working on it, and hopefully this party will help.

The cashier runs them through quickly, though she gives Chris a bright smile. “One of your friends having a party?”

“My Papa,” Chris says easily, and Eddie’s heart skips a beat. It never gets old, the words themselves, or the casual intimacy with which Chris says them. The love Buck and Chris have—Eddie knows he’ll never find someone else who loves Chris as much. “He’s never had a party before!”

“Chris,” Eddie says gently. The cashier doesn’t know Buck, but he’s not sure Buck’ll want everyone knowing his business.

“It’s okay, Dad,” Chris says, grinning at the cashier. “Buck doesn’t have to be sad anymore because he’s got us.”

Eddie can’t say anything for a moment, but the cashier kindly gives him the total, holding her hand out for Chris. “You make sure your Papa gets the best party.”

“Yeah,” Chris says, hi-fiving the cashier over the counter. “He’s gonna be excited.”

Excited or pissed off, Eddie thinks, when he sees the state of their house.

The confetti was a terrible idea. There’s no way it’s coming out of the carpet easy even with the tech-heavy vacuum Buck insisted on buying—and knows Eddie fucking hates.

(“It doesn’t suck properly!”

“Maybe it’s been taking lessons from you.”

“Fuck you, Buckley.)

Blowing up balloons is fast becoming the worst preparation for the party and he’s ready to give up when there’s a knock at the door. Only too happy to abandon his assigned task, he yells, “I’ve got it.”

Abuela’s in the backyard with Chris and Eddie’s got no idea what they’re up to. He’s not sure he wants to find out. When he pulls open the door, he grins. Chim and Maddie have arms full with food and gifts, and Eddie gestures them in.

“Gifts on the coffee table, food in the kitchen. No,” he continues at Maddie’s look, “I won’t be touching it.”

Maddie snorts and takes the food through to the kitchen. “Where is Buck anyway?”

“We sent him on an errand,” Eddie explains. “I can’t even remember what, Chris’ idea. Who are you guys supposed to be anyway?”

“I don’t know any superheroes,” Maddie says with a shrug. “Chim picked for me.”

Eddie and Chim share a knowing look. The Buckley lack of pop culture is a shock until you know their history.

“If I’m coming as Falcon,” Chim explains, “She’s gotta be the Winter Soldier.”

“Is this because he’s a guy?” Eddie asks.

“Chim!” Maddie slaps Chim’s arm and he laughs.

“What? You said you wanted to hide your body, not expose it!”

Eddie bites back on another laugh. “Be thankful he didn’t make you come as Man-Ape.”

Maddie obviously doesn’t know who that is, but she settles for beating Chim with a pillow. Eddie’s saved from having to intervene by the doorbell going off again.

It doesn’t take long for the house to fill up; Hen and Karen bring their kids, Bobby and the Grants arrive not long after, and Chris finally comes to find him in the kitchen absolutely not touching anything.

“Dad, I wanna get ready.”

“I thought you were,” Eddie says. “Where’s your outfit, buddy? Are you still going with Superman?”

Chris shakes his head. “No. I asked Abuela to get it for me and Tia Pepa helped. I want you to help me put it on.”

Eddie’s got no idea what’s happening, but he yells to Bobby and Athena that he’s helping Chris get ready and could someone please call Buck and tell him to come home? When he joins Chris in his bedroom, he knows he shouldn’t be surprised to see firefighting gear on the bed.

“I wanted to go as Bucky,” Chris explains, looking at the floor. “I don’t want you to be mad.”

With a pain in his chest that Eddie tries to shove down, he crouches in front of Chris, holding his hands. “I’m not mad, I promise. Why would I be? Buck’s important to you and to me.”

Chris still isn’t smiling. “I love you, Dad, but sometimes people don’t like sharing.”

Eddie doesn’t hesitate, he sweeps Chris into his arms and sits on the end of the bed. Chris gets comfortable, resting his head on Eddie’s shoulder. “Buddy, there’s nothing in this world that I want more than to share you with Buck. Seeing you two happy makes me smile the hardest and you know why?”

“No,” Chris says, shaking his head.

“Because I love you both so much. Sharing you with Buck is easy, mijo, and you shouldn’t ever be sad to tell me you want to be like Buck, or love him, or anything else, okay?”

Chris doesn’t answer for a moment. “Does that mean you won’t be mad about this?”

Eddie looks over his shoulder to see what he’s talking about and almost has a heart attack.

“I need you to help me in the bathroom too,” Chris says, making his way across the hall. Eddie follows, a little emotional about Chris in the firefighter outfit. With his curly hair he passes easily for a younger Buck and Eddie can’t wait for Buck to see him. “I need Buck’s birthmark, Dad.”

Oh, oh no. Eddie almost can’t stand it. “Buddy, that’s great. I didn’t think of that.”

“Buck’s not gonna know otherwise,” Chris says.

“Oh, I think the jacket gives it away,” Eddie says.

Chris watches his face as he sits on the toilet and hands Eddie some face paint. Abuela’s doing again, no doubt. He carefully applies some of the red to Chris’ face; he doesn’t have to look at an image of Buck to know what he’s doing. He’s spent hours of his life memorising every inch of Buck’s body, but especially his birthmark. It’s his favourite place to press a kiss, the best way to elicit a shiver out of Buck, the place he touches when he knows Buck’s sensitive. It’s a reminder for Buck, sometimes, that he’s beautiful inside and out, something Eddie knows he doesn’t believe all that much.

“You’re not mad about the jacket, are you, Daddy?”

Eddie puts down the face paint, rubs his thumb against the mark on Christopher’s eye. He sighs, scratching at the back of his head. “No, buddy. I wanted to do it for his birthday anyway, but I haven’t had time to figure it out.”

Chris nods, looking at his feet, but Eddie places a finger gently under his chin. Chris doesn’t look away. “I want to help you. Buck needs to know we both want him to stay.”

“I don’t think there’s any doubt in his mind,” Eddie says gently, “but I think it’ll help.”

Chris’ smile is worth the discomfort Eddie’s gonna get from this. Buck deserves the world, isn’t that what he’s always saying? Buck’s world is right here; Chris, Eddie, his station family.

“Buck’s here!”

Maddie’s yell breaks them out and Chris panics. “Dad, I’m not ready!”

“Calm down, mijo,” Eddie says, kissing the top of Chris’ head. “We’ll be out there in time.”

Buck’s face when he opens the door is priceless.

The scream he lets out when they yell, “Surprise!” is the best sound Eddie’s ever heard.

When he sees Christopher and starts crying, Eddie thinks he’s probably gonna burst into tears as well.

“Thank you, Chris,” Buck says, pressing his face into Chris’ neck. “You look great.”

“We have to be our favourite superheroes,” Chris says, not protesting when Buck picks him up. He throws his arms around Buck’s neck. “I even had Daddy do your birthmark.”

Buck laughs, kissing the side of Christopher’s face. He pretends to gasp, eyes wide. “So I see.It looks so real!”

Chris giggles, “It’s only face paint!”

“No,” Buck says with exaggeration and yeah, Eddie knew he’s the reason for Chris’ sass. “I thought I was looking in a mirror.”

“Silly,” Chris says.

Buck’s eyes are suspiciously shiny when he tugs Eddie in for a hug, their son trapped between them. Buck’s lips are brushing his ear. “Who are you supposed to be?”

“Myself, apparently,” Eddie says slowly.

“Daddy doesn’t think he’s a hero,” Chris says decisively, “so I had to remind him that he’s your hero!”

Buck looks Eddie in the eye, thumb rubbing the skin beneath his eye. “Damn straight.”

“Shut up,” Eddie says, turning his face away. “Pretty sure that means you’re the one supposed to be wearing this shirt.”

“I don’t know,” Buck says, pitching his voice low. “I like you in your uniform.”

Eddie definitely doesn’t wanna be thinking about that in a packed household. “Come on, Buckley, there are other guests.”

“Oh,” Maddie cuts in, “you remembered us, then?”

A laugh runs around the room, and Buck obliges when Chris asks to be put down. Eddie stays on the periphery, watching Buck do the rounds and getting the hugs and appreciation he deserves. Buck’s surprised by all of it, he knows, and he understands why; Buck’s starved for affection, accepts it from Eddie without hesitation. Still, he doesn’t know his own worth and Eddie’s gonna spend a lifetime showing him.

The cake is a hit. When Chris explains about the heart and giving out pieces, Eddie thinks everyone in the room is a little teary-eyed. Buck gets to bury his in Chris’ hair, and Eddie’s lucky enough to have Abuela nearby to do the same.

“You did good, nieto,” Abuela says, touching his elbow.

Eddie shrugs. “It’s all Chris. I just paid the bill.”

Abuela tuts at him, rolling her eyes. Okay, maybe Abuela’s responsible for 50% of Chris’ sass. “You underestimate yourself, Eddito. We both know how much you love that boy.”

“And everyone else is about to,” Eddie adds dryly. His Abuela’s shrug and lack of shame are obvious, but he can’t bring himself to be sorry that she enabled his son. “How did you know?”

There’s a short silence while Abuela looks at Buck, then back to him. “I didn’t care for Shannon,” she starts, and Eddie doesn’t want to hear this, but Abuela holds up a hand. “I know you loved her and I know she loved Chris, that she wanted what was best for him, but you, Eddie. You were never happy. Not like this.”

Eddie doesn’t know what to say. “I was happy.”

“Perhaps,” Abuela allows, “but you didn’t show it. Not like this,” she says quietly. “Not when you look at Evan. You don’t see it yourself, but I haven’t seen you smile and laugh as much as you have these past few years. You’ve changed, Edmundo, and maybe he didn’t change you, but he made you love yourself and for that I can never love him enough.”

“Abuela,” Eddie says and hears his own voice break. She hugs him, kisses his cheek. It’s a lot to take, a lot to hear, but he knows she’s right. Buck does make him happy. He can’t remember the last time he felt the burn of anger, or the overwhelming need to run after a flashback or nightmare. Buck’s always there, guiding him through the pain, reminding him that he’s loved, that he’s got a family. It’s always Buck.

It’s time.

Buck’s in the middle of a conversation with Maddie and Hen about something, so Eddie finds Chris, whispers in his ear that he should get his jacket. Abuela promises to take him, and Eddie heads off Bobby and Karen who both want to talk. “Sorry, I have to do something quick.”

Bobby’s eyebrows raise and Eddie panics that maybe he knows. “Something important?”

“Kinda,” Eddie says, then raises his voice. “Okay, gift time!”

“Eddie,” Buck says, flushing. “We don’t have to do that now.”

Eddie looks at the pile of gifts. “Okay maybe not those, but there is mine.”

“We don’t wanna be a part of this,” Chim cuts in, only to get a slap from Maddie. “What? There are kids here!”

“Which is why,” Eddie says, “this is a PG gift.”

Buck’s staring at him, torn between embarrassment and confusion, but his eyes flick to the doorway, where Chris is coming back into the room. He’s got a turnout jacket on, grinning widely, and Abuela’s gaze finds Eddie. She nods encouragement and he swallows once, twice, and then wipes his sweaty hands on his pants.

“Buddy,” Buck says, sounding awed. “The jacket looks awesome!”

Athena and May, both directly behind Chris, exchange a look and Eddie knows he sees tears in Athena’s eyes. Bobby looks at Eddie and yeah, he definitely knows.

“Wait,” Chris says, “I gotta turn around, Bucky.”

“What—,” Buck starts. His voice cuts off, mouth dropping open as Chris turns around and he sees what’s written on the jacket. “I don’t.”

“Oh,” Maddie says, pressing a hand to his mouth. “Eddie.”

Eddie moves around Chris, sees the lettering stamped on the jacket.

B. Diaz.

“It’s because you’re a Diaz now!”

Christopher’s words have Buck’s gaze flicking to Eddie.

“Almost,” Eddie says, and goes down on one knee.

“Oh my god,” Buck says.

“Oh my god,” Chim echoes.

“Daddy, you have to ask the question,” Chris puts in.

“I’m getting there, Chris,” Eddie says with a laugh. When he’s considered this moment before, he’s always imagined it in private, the two of them mutually proposing, or Eddie doing it at the wrong moment. This feels like the perfect moment; surrounded by family, Chris shoving him along like he always does, and Buck looking at Eddie like he’s surprised he can be so happy. “I love you, Evan,” he says.

“Eddie,” Buck starts. “I love you.”

“I know.” Eddie fumbles for the box in his pocket, the one he’s had buried in his closet for months. “I think if I give a speech, Chris might riot, so I’m just gonna ask; you wanna get married?”

Buck laughs, leans down and drags Eddie into a kiss. “Obviously, idiot.”

When they part, Eddie looks offended. “That’s not nice, Buckley.”

“Diaz,” Buck says breathlessly, pupils dilating. Inappropriate but understandable.

“Diaz,” Eddie agrees. They’re not married yet, but what the fuck ever. Buck’s been a Diaz from the moment he met Chris.

“What the hell kind of proposal,” Chim mutters.

Maddie’s crying, but she still manages to slap Chim on the arm.

Arms come around Eddie’s legs and he laughs, leans down to lift Chris up, who promptly wraps his arms around both Eddie and Buck. “Diazes!”

“Diazes indeed,” Buck says, sounding pleased.

When the sky starts to darken outside, Hen and Karen make noises about leaving.

“Thanks for coming,” Eddie says, hugging Hen tight.

“Are you kidding?” Hen grins. “Who knew you were a closet romantic?”

“I did,” Buck says, handing Nia back to Karen. “Thanks, guys.”

With a quick kiss to Nia’s cheek and a promise to Denny for a sleepover soon, Eddie gives Buck a knowing look. “Spilling my secrets already?”

“What are husbands for?” Buck says with a grin.

Husband. Okay, wow, Eddie’s deliberately not thinking about that word but now it’s out there he can’t not. From the expression on Buck’s face, he knows it.

“Alright boys,” Athena says, shoving at Eddie’s shoulder. “There’s still kids in the house.”

Buck immediately drags her into a hug, and if his wince is anything to go by, Athena’s grip is strong. “Thanks, Athena.”

Touching a hand to Buck’s face, Athena shakes him once. “I’m proud of you, Buck. So proud.”

“Yeah,” Buck breathes, looking like he’s gonna start crying again. Athena kisses his cheek, then steps towards Eddie.

“Don’t hurt me,” Eddie says, holding up his hands.

“Idiot,” Athena chastises, and gives him a bone-crushing hug as well. “I love both of you boys. You take care, you hear me?”

Eddie nods, a little overwhelmed, and catches the tail end of Bobby’s talk with Buck. Buck’s definitely crying, and Bobby’s holding him. Whatever they’re saying is too low for Eddie to make out, but he’s not sure he wants to know. May and Harry interrupt, telling Eddie they’re happy for him, and Michael’s soft congratulations are just as welcome.

“I never thought,” Bobby says, when he finally gets around to saying goodbye to Eddie, “that you’d come this far. All those months ago in my office, I wasn’t sure you’d ever be ready.”

“Neither did I,” Eddie admits. He doesn’t have to ask how Bobby knew, whether or not he’s always been obvious because he knows he has. He’s been afraid of plenty of things in his life, made a ton of mistakes, but this thing with Buck isn’t one of them. Buck himself is the best thing that’s ever come into Eddie and Christopher’s life and he’ll never feel worthy of it. “Thanks for everything.”

Bobby nods, hugging Eddie tight and Eddie returns it.

Eddie loves his father and he knows deep down that his father loves him too, but there’s a lot of shit between them. Loving Bobby is easy, believing that he’s a surrogate son in Bobby’s eyes is easy.

“Take some time,” Bobby says, with a wry smile. “Couple of days. We’ll cover your shifts.”

“I dunno,” Eddie says. “I kinda need to pay for this party.”

Buck flips him off behind Bobby’s back and Bobby looks unimpressed. “I saw that, Evan.”

Maddie, Chim and Abuela are the last to leave.

Maddie’s hug is tight despite her growing belly, and she whispers, “Thank you,” in Eddie’s ear. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen Evan so happy.”

Eddie nods with a shrug. He can feel his face heating up, but he knows he’s grinning like an idiot. “He deserves more of the credit.”

“You’re both dumbasses,” Chim adds, but he gives both of them a tight hug anyway. “I can’t believe you’re gonna marry before us.”

Maddie snorts, but Buck just elbows Eddie. “We have a kid before you too.”

“Ouch,” Chim says, clutching at his chest. “Right for the heart.”

“Sorry about him,” Maddie says with a roll of her eyes. “Come on, idiot. I’m craving pickles and ice cream.”

“Gross,” Chim mouths, but dutifully follows Maddie out of the house. Buck’s making a face as well but Eddie’s never had pickles and ice cream; it sounds like it might be okay.

Abuela’s saying goodbye to Chris, whispering to him in Spanish and Eddie rolls his eyes. He’s sure he doesn’t wanna know what’s happening there. The face paint smudged a little while ago and Abuela wets her thumb, starts to smooth it out, but Chris stops her with a pout.

Laughing, she approaches Eddie and Buck.

“I’m happy,” she says, bringing Eddie in for a hug. “Maddie and I have a lot to talk about, no?”

“Small wedding,” Eddie warns.

Abuela waves him off, and Eddie can only laugh at Buck’s panicked expression. Eddie knows better than to argue with Abuela, but maybe he and Buck can marry first, let Abuela and Maddie have the reception. It’s something they can talk about. Later.

“And you,” Abuela says, dragging Buck into a hug. Buck buries his face in Abuela’s neck and she soothes his hair, whispering something. There’s a lot of whispering and while again, Eddie doesn’t wanna know what she’s saying, it’s because this is just for Buck. Eddie doesn’t know anything about Buck’s grandparents, but he’s taken to Abuela like he did Chris and Eddie both; wholeheartedly and without reservation. “Wednesday, Corazón Salvaje.”

“You got it,” Buck says with a laugh and yeah, he’s definitely crying again.

Eddie rolls his eyes. “I don’t know why you watch that when you can’t understand it.”

“Idiota,” Abuela says, at the same time Buck says, “Stop trying to understand Abuela Time.”

“Abuela Time,” Eddie says, sounding confused.

Buck flushes, but Abuela laughs, patting Buck on the waist. “Later, nieto.”

“Bye, Abuela,” Buck says, and Eddie echoes the sentiment. They wait until Pepa pulls out of the driveway and close the door. Buck turns, making a face at the state of the house. “I hate cleanup.”

“You can vacuum the confetti,” Eddie tells him. “You bought the stupid thing.”

Buck opens his mouth, probably to object, but instead he tugs Eddie in, giving Chris a quick glance. Their son is busy with the TV, queueing up one of Buck’s gifted movies. “You,” Buck says, hands on Eddie’s face, “are the most amazing man.”

“It’s all Chris,” Eddie admits. “Everything. He knew you wanted this, wanted to celebrate. I’m sorry I didn’t know it.”

“This was perfect,” Buck says. “It would have been perfect just us.”

Eddie nods. He knows. “But you have to tell me,” he continues, kissing Buck gently, “when you want something, even if you think I won’t want it. Relationships are a compromise.”

“Marriages are,” Buck agrees, awed.

“Yeah,” Eddie laughs. “So as husbands, we should be honest.”

Buck’s grinning like an idiot as he pulls Eddie in for a tight hug. Eddie feels lighter than he has in weeks, knows this is the start of something amazing.

“I’ll grab the snacks and you get settled on the couch.” Buck pats him on the ass and moves off towards the kitchen. Eddie’s halfway across the room when he remembers about the trash and winces at Buck’s yell. “Eddie Diaz, I am celebrating my birthday so why the HELL is there good food spoiled in the trash?”

“Fuck,” Eddie says.

“Curse word!” Chris adds helpfully.

Eddie sighs. “I can explain!”

He really, really can’t.

[captainjimothycarter]

Director Carter, Badass peggy being in charge of everyone and everyone being scared/intimidated by her, especially the newbies, including but not limited to coulson, hill, may, etc

Oh my God Y E S. So I’m sorry I just kept rambling on. You can figure out the timeline, because I can’t, lmao.

--

Director Peggy Carter knew she was a hard woman, knew she was intimidated by extreme means and that’s how she wanted it to be. She’s lived her life, a woman in this career where she’s frowned down at for being a woman while working in the military. Where doors have been shut in her face, where she’s been talked down to, looked over for promotions despite she’s the best choice for the matter next to another Agent, bluntly ignored, or even had her sex used against her.

Peggy Carter was a hard woman because life her that way, because she knew the life of an agent because she knew that the world would not be easy on an agent because he was new. There were crazy things out there and she had the feeling they were just barely scratching the surface – starting with Schmidt and Steve and there was no end in sight.

Her age was not something these agents would use against her either – they knew better. She was harder and stronger because of all she’s done in her age. Sneaking behind her officer’s back as Captain America’s liaison, ignoring bluntly given orders? It was the first of many things she’s done quite illegal that should have her still sitting in jail if she did her math right. Her only saving grace was her quick wit and skills – and of course a few close friends in good places.

Howard Stark and Chester Phillips had pulled her ass out of the fire more times than she could count and Peggy was grateful for them. Phillips knew her worth better than anyone but also knew how to play the game. He knew how the world worked and fought back against it in his own means. What may seem like him yelling at Peggy for disobeying an order was his way of giving her what she needs. It wasn’t like he could stop her anyway – a lesson he learned quite well during the war and after.

Phillips had appointed her Director of Shield when he was ready to retire, claiming he was tired, and Peggy knew it was his age getting up to him. He’d left her in the perfect position with people they trusted to continue the work that he’d started and left his own files and notes for her, so she wasn’t alone. His death had hit her hard and reminded Peggy no one was immune to death – not that she needed a reminder. It just reminded her all the same of what was at stake here and how she had to do her job, no matter what these agents thought.

--

The knock on the door caused the Director to raise her head, glancing down at her withered watch to read it was nearing midnight. She hadn’t been aware of the time or the fact she was burning the midnight oil – no wonder she was exhausted. Her eyes were burning and she had to sigh and rub at her face.

“Come in,” she croaked, standing up to pour herself a glass of water. She wasn’t surprised when the door opened to see their new agent enter – a young Phillip Coulson. “Ah. You’re finally back. I was wondering when you would be coming in. Are you hurt?”

Her eyes scanned over his body, taking note of the gauze peeking from his collarbone and the burned ends of his dress shirt.

“A little,” Phil admitted with a slight shrug. “No more than normal. I wasn’t sure if you were in but I wanted to drop off the mission report before I left. The mission was a success – we retrieved the 084 and it’s currently being investigated by Stark and his men.”

Poise. Proper. This man would make a fine agent, Peggy was sure once she’s whipped him into shape. She can’t think she’s had any problem with him actually. While it wasn’t her job to train agents, Peggy liked to give a personal hand unless something called her away. She wanted her agents to be aware from day one when she recruited them that she was their direct boss, that she not only signed their paycheck but was the reason they were here. She handpicked every single one of them.

“That’s great.” She tossed the file on the desk, intending to take it home and read it while in the bath. She deserved that at least. “You may leave. We’ll resume training tomorrow. Be sure your friends are on time this time. I don’t feel like waiting.”

--

“What was that?” Peggy asked, her tone sharp as she rounded on Hill. “Agent Hill, I believe I asked you a question. What. Was. That.”

The woman’s head snapped up, a strand of her hair escaping the high bun and sticking to her sweaty forehead. She looked on the edge and devilish, unable to focus. Good, that’s how Peggy wanted them. It was beyond boiling in this room, the thermostat read nearing 90 degrees in a small room. She wanted nothing more than to strip down to her slip but the Director hadn’t even removed her scarf.

The sand beneath them blew across their face, feeling like sand hitting her and making her skin raw. No doubt a cold shower was in their future. If they got out of this room. They stood in a room simulated to be a desert, the humidity quickly rising by the hour, making their throats ache for a drop of water. The weather was designed to put them on edge, to stress any agent out. They were to think and act. A few agents were spread out in the room, hidden behind various objects. Hill had just an hour beforehand to read the files quickly and choose which was her current target. She had one choice, one ‘bullet’.

And of course, Hill chose wrong.

“A mistake, ma’am,” Hill replied in a soft tone, her eyes snapping to Peggy. “I-I panicked.”

“You panicked.” Peggy’s fingers snapped and all at once the simulation ended, an agent slid down from the top of a dune and tumbled down to end up at their feet. She helped pick him up and brushed him off. “Agent Hill, I am aware of how this situation is, how you’re in a stressful situation, but this is what life is like on the field. You have very little time to choose and remember which one is your enemy, your target in a stressful situation. Sometimes you don’t even get files, sometimes you don’t even get five minutes. If that had been a real bullet, a real situation then that man would be dead and I would be left with the fact to tell his family that their father is not alive because of your mistake.”

Peggy’s sharp eyes never left Hill’s face, seeing the realization they both knew sinking in. Her head slowly nodded before she looked down at the agent she ‘killed’, his vest splattered with red paint. “I won’t make that mistake again.”

“No, you won’t. Let’s take a break, then we’ll try this again. Go wash up, Agent, and get some water.” She patted the young agent on the shoulder, watching Hill being the first to leave the room. Peggy sighed heavily and rubbed at her temples. Agents made mistakes, she told herself, Gods know she’s made a few of her own.

--

“What do you call that?” Peggy mused, cocking her eyebrow at Coulson as they looked in on the darkened figure sitting chained to the desk. A faux interrogation, but Coulson believed it to be real. To his knowledge, they’d gotten a suspect in for the deadly gas that was threatened to explode half of Manhattan.

It was an interrogation they’d set up for weeks, slowly spreading information, letting it seem real as possible, to even Howard designing a fake formula for their use. They had to go to these extremes, clean up included to train her agents. Peggy would not take anything less here, damnit.

Coulson’s eyes snapped to her from the side of the room, licking his dry lips. He’d become nervous and wary of her over the past few weeks, her clear reputation getting around Shield. “Ma’am?” He turned to look at her, finally turning his back to the perp. “Call what, ma’am? I looked at his file, I asked him questions.”

“You asked him questions that anyone could fake answers to! You need to get in his head, you –“ Peggy was cut off at the perp running into the glass, Coulson jumping away and turning to see the man standing against the glass, dragging the table with him despite he was cuffed. “I want you to handle him. Now. I need to go on a conference call but when I come back, you better have some answers – more so than I can find from reading his file.”

She paused and turned to read Coulson’s expression. He was soft, too soft and it made her heart pull at a reminder of Daniel. “Agent Coulson, you must become used to these interrogating techniques and think outside the box because I can guarantee you that half the perps that we have in there have already thought of what to say when they’re in here. And fifteen different ways to get out of those cuffs and to get into your head. You have got to be five steps ahead of them or I’m afraid you won’t make it as an agent. At least not fieldwork. Now, excuse me.”

The call lasted less than an hour, plenty of time for the brunette to grab a cup of coffee and wander back into the interrogation room. She found Coulson sitting on the other side of the glass again as if he’s never left and staring down at the file. She could see his scribble and notes he’s made while she was gone. The man on the other side, she noticed as the lights flicked on from her arrival sported raw spots on his wrists.

“He has a fear of snakes,” Coulson mused, snapping the file closed. “The wonders you can do with Stark technology at your hand and a few scenes from Indiana Jones. I believe you’ll find everything inside is all you need to know on the formula and the counter effect.”

Peggy’s fingers closed around the file and snapped it open, her eyes skimming over the pages. A smile pulled on her red-stained lips and nodded. “Very good, Agent Coulson. Remember these techniques for later.

--

“Director?” Fury stopped in his steps, looking down at the small file that Peggy had given him two days prior. It was late at night, meaning this man had stayed up late, not like she was in any better position. Two agents had just gone missing out of the blue and she couldn’t figure out why.

“I thought we talked about knocking?” Peggy sighed, waving the man inside and watching him collapse in the opposite seat of her desk.

“No, you talked about knocking. I pretended to listen.” Peggy’s eyes snapped to him and all the co-director could do was a smirk. “Listen, I’ve been reading over this proposal you gave me and…no.”

“What do you mean no, Agent? Those are your only two options. You are Co-Director and have to make decisions without my regard. Yes, the files will pass my desks but not all of them I will be able or have time to approve of. Are you telling me you want to take back your promotion, Agent?”

Fury was silent for a beat, Peggy counted watching his chest rise and fall. She could see the gears turning in his head. The way he held himself, his hand gripping his kneecap to a frightening point.

“No,” he said finally, breaking the silence between them. “I do not, Director. I mean that I am not listening to your asinine directions here. I mean no disrespect, ma’am but I believe there’s another course of action here that won’t put so many lives at risk and still give us the intel that we need, and rescue our two missing agents.”

Peggy smirked as she sat up and take a long drink of the bourbon she’s had sitting on her desk. “I see,” she sighed, as if it pained her to look through the file Fury had given her. “Very good, Director Fury.”

“This…was a test?” She could see the frustration growing in his eyes. “I already sent my agents out!”

“Of course this was a test! You will be tested many times while under me. You need to know when to make the hard calls when to see that your only two options are not your only options. You need to see there is much more than what meets the eyes.” She paused in her sip of the drink and cleared her throat. “You already sent your agents out?”

“Of course I did! I-“

“Good.” She cut him off, Fury raising a brow at her. “Because then you’re two steps ahead of me and the situation. Because that’s what I want. You’ve done well. Now go monitor your agents and the situation and report back to me when they’re home. You might make a fine Director just yet.”

--

Agent May. Melinda May. Her mother had shortly worked for Shield before being recruited elsewhere, claiming Shield’s life was not for her. If her daughter was anything like her, Peggy knew her hands were full and that was fine with her.

Just the challenge of Agent May was far more challenging then Peggy had imagined. The woman was a fine agent, she was great at combat, never wanted a weapon until she needed it and by then, she’d get it herself. She was great in training, and in just about every area but one.

Espionage. Keeping a low profile. Pretending to be someone else. To keep your head low and level and keep to the situation, until you had no other choice.

“I have not forgotten my spy days,” Peggy told May with a roll of her eyes. “I am still a spy, a codebreaker if you want to add another term to it. What you’re doing….” She waved her hand with a frustrated sound. “You’re awkward. You need to fall into the role easily, at the drop of a hat. You can’t help who you will be working with or what you’ll have to do to survive and get out of the building.”

“Knowing you it was guns blazing,” May smirked, leaning into the opposite wall and pulling her hair up into a bun.

“Don’t believe rumors that you hear,” Peggy mused. “It was not just guns blazing. It was sneaking around my own agents, my own bosses back to get the information we needed, that I needed. I’ve had to dance with many sexist men who loved to squeeze my ass in order to just get out of the building. Did I want to knock some sense into them? Yes, I did but I refrained from doing so.”

May looked at her up and down, chewing on the inside of her lip. She knew her problems in dropping her guard and trusting her partner if she had one. She knew the problem to fall into a role, keep that guard up, but not act if things went wrong. It was a frustrating feeling.

“Let’s go through this one more time?” She asked, causing the Director to rise from her seat and smile. “You sure you should be walking on that broken leg?”

“Don’t you worry about me, Agent. I’ve had much worse. Remind me to tell you about the time I was pierced by a piece of rebar.”

--

It was another late night for Director Carter. Save for the night crew, she was one of the few remaining people here. Fury had just left a few hours ago, muttering about not hearing from Coulson for a few days now. Last she checked, the man was still on a mission Fury had set him on with a suspected 084 in the Arctic.

Habit caused her to think of Steve and the fallen plane, but she knew better than to give herself false hope. She couldn’t survive on false hope alone.

Her personal phone ringing caused her to jump, frowning at the undisclosed number. No agent had her personal number, so who would be calling her? Frowning, she had no choice but to answer.

“This better be good,” she sighed. “Enough to risk calling my personal number, Agent.”

“Ma’am? Director.” It was Coulson. She could hear the wind-breaking up the man’s words. He had to practically shout in her ear. “I had no choice, ma’am. Too many bugs.” Wherever he moved to, Peggy could hear him a little better. His words started to echo. “We found him.”

Her heart leaped to her throat, but still, she couldn’t allow false hope. “Him who, exactly?” Could it be…

“We found him, ma’am,” Coulson murmured just for her to hear. “We found Steve Rogers. He’s alive.”

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Fate x Bleach: What if Ichigo became a SERVANT?

Random idea of having Ichigo from Bleach as different Servants from the Fate-Series.

Don’t know that much of either fandom, just going off of what I researched so far with my own creative twist and indulgences.

WARNING: Long post with loads of information in it. Have fun reading. ;)

((Compute got reset, so somethings might sound strange, PM me and I’ll fix it as soon as I can))

Backstory

When Kurosaki Ichigo dies, he leaves behind a legend of what he has done in his life. That legend was created at first as a joke from his friends and shinigami, but it spiraled out of control after someone decided to publish a bibliography of his life (the Bleach manga). Somehow, a hard-copy has ended up in the world-of-the-living and found it’s way to a magus’ hand. Said magus thought the book was a relic of an ancient hero and decides to use it as a catalyst for the next Holy Grail War.  

Or, the other option is that Ichigo’s deeds to the Soul Society is more well-known than possible that he became a legend in his own rights. Time in the Soul Society is different than the human world. So when Ichigo’s soul goes to Soul Society, it could have gone to the beginning of it, or just a short while after he has died. None the less, he has gained a reputation from the world of the dead, and by extension the world of the living because shinigami loves to gossip or by other means (see bibliography). Thus, a copy of his soul is sent to the Throne of Heroes.

(The third option is either Zelretch or the Soul King did some meddling, or a combo of both fourth is Alya)

Unfortunately (or fortunately), when people learn about what happened to Ichigo, there is nothing that can be done to stop it. Ichigo is a permanent fixture in the Throne of Heroes.

Summoning

There are a few ways to summon Ichigo as a servant/ally to battle. 

1) Using the Substitute-Shinigami Badge as a catalyst. This will work, but the Ichigo that will appear is as random as using a piece of the Round Table as a catalyst. You don’t know at which point of Ichigo’s life will appear as a servant. It can be one who has first gotten the badge to the one who fought during the Winter War. But it will never be a form that is after the Winter War.

2) The bibliography book (Bleach manga). So, this one is more accurate on what form of Ichigo that will be summoned. As the Badge will bring pre-Fullbringer Ichigo, the book will summon post-Fullbringer Ichigo or any form after that.

3) A container of Strawberries with a shield. This is more of a joke because of the double meaning of Ichigo’s name. You can only use both as one catalyst, since using one or the other will either make another random servant appear or nothing will come. The Ichigo that appears will only come as a Saber or a Shielder, both of those will have weaker stats than Ichigo normally would just because out of spite of your summoning.

4) The other one is using a Hollow mask shard, a piece of a Zanpakuto, or a Quincy weapon. As Ichigo is the perfect combination of the three races at birth, using all of them will be perfectly fine as a means of summoning him. Using all three for one catalyst will bring out Ichigo as a Ruler, but using only one of the three above will appear as Berserker, Alter Ego, Saber, or Archer.

5) The last one is having a tuft of fox fur, or anything relating to the God Inari, with the Substitue-Shinigami Badge or the bibliography book. With the rising popularity of the Kitsune!Ichigo (joke) when he was alive, there was a brief period in time where Ichigo was treated as a God with similar or less standing as God Inari. Thus, Caster is born as Ichigo with Kitsune traits mixed in with his own.

Classes

As hinted before in ‘Summoning’, there are multiple forms in which Ichigo can be summoned as. The ones that can be summoned in the Grail War are going to be mentioned first, then the ones that would appear in Grand Order. In every Grail War, only one Ichigo can be summoned if he is dead. IF Ichigo is alive during a Grail War, then he is transformed as a pesudo-servant.

Whatever ‘Ichigo’ is summoned, they will have the trait of ‘Strawberry Protector’. Also, any master that summons him is under his influence, there is no going back from this besides ultimate betrayal. When you are in this influence he considers you as ‘someone to protect’, thus he goes all out in battle just for you to be safe. Otherwise, if he has no one but himself, he only fights at 75%.

Grail War

1) Saber (pre-Fullbringer): Saber is like the ‘Lily’ of the other form of Saber. This Saber is more head-strong and rushes into battle without a plan more ofter than not. As long as he can ‘protect’ his master, he will fight anyone in his path unless if they explicitly say they want to be an ally with his master. Think of how Ichigo is during all of the fights and battles leading up to the final fight against Aizen before Ichigo loses his shinigami powers and that is the personality and strength of him. His stats are a combination of his human ones and his Shinigami’s because of how hard it is to balance out his powers.

Strength: B+                  Magical Energy: C-

Endurance:B-                Luck: C

Agility: B                        Noble Phantasm: B

Skills: 

Riding-C                        Magical Resistance-D+

Madness Enhancement-D-

Intuition-C+                    Shunpo-A+

Bankai-A+

Noble Phantasm (Quick): Getsuga Tenshou - Saber’s signature move that is black and crimson outlined crescent moon arc of reiatsu that is released from his blade.

“Bankai! Zangetsu!

To defend means that to cut down my enemies.

Getsuga Tenshou!”

1.5) Saber (post-Fullbringer): The true form of Saber; the one who has grown through countless of battles into the war-hardened person today. This Saber has gone through countless of battles against Aizen, his army, and then some that makes him into the person he is now. Because of his unique birth, this person has gotten to experience all three parts of his heritage as well as the unique ones that are developed through special circumstances.  However, he has yet to unlock his true powers that is hinted in the Quincy War (True!Bankai).

-If Humans, Shinigami, and Hollows are the primary colors, and Quincies, Vizords, and Fullbringers are the secondary colors. Then Saber is the rainbow, the one who can and has experienced all in one body.

Strength: A                     Magical Energy: C

Endurance: A-                  Luck: C+

Agility: A                           Noble Phantasm: A+++

Skills:

Riding-C+ .                      Magical Resistance: C+

Unity in One-A+

Tactics-B-                         Pioneer of the Spirits-EX                 

The Power To Protect-EX

Noble Phantasm (Buster): Getsuga Juujishou -Getsuga Tenshou that is released through two blades. A Noble Phantasm that lets Saber briefly jumps to his form during the Quincy War to unleash his true Shikai’s ability.

“Let it be known that I will not back down if my friends are in danger. 

Zangetsu! 

To call upon the ‘me’ of the future to lend me strength!

Gestsuga...Juujishou!!!”

2) Berserker: ((Forgot the Description earlier)) If Ichigo has gotten consumed by his Hollow after receiving his Shinigami powers. Another possibility if Ichigo dies in Hueco Mundo while the rescue for Orihime went wrong (terribly so). During his fight with Ulquiorra Cifer, Ichigo was fatally wounded in his full Hollow form which gave the perfect opportunity for his inner Hollow to devour most of him. Orihime was able to heal him, but the damage to the soul was irreversible, leaving him more Hollow than Human. Being stuck in Vasto Lorde permanently allows Berserker great power, but less control of his own sanity at times. Though he stays true to his namesake to prevent him from becoming an insane beast. Berserker is able to comprehend speech, but he is only able to perform a similar speech pattern as to another Berserker of short words and phrases to convey what he means. However, most of the time will find him saying the word ‘protect’. When he does, it is advised to calm him down or find something for him to decimate; or he will go on a mad frenzy that is nearly impossible to stop until it’s over.

Strength: A+                        Magical Energy: C

Endurance: B+                    Luck: C+

Agility: A-                             Noble Phantasm: B+

Skills:

Madness Enhancement-EX

Hollow’s Hunger-B-              Mana Burst (Flame)-A-

Madness of the Spirits-B      

Noble Phantasm (Buster): Cero - Berserker charges at his opponent with devastating speed and power that is reserved to his class in a mad combo before firing a massive Cero that obliterates everything in its path.

“I will...

I will PROTECT you!

RAAAAAGHHH!”

3) Archer: A possible life that Ichigo could have been if he was raised as a Quincy instead of being thrusted into the world of Shinigami. Archer is more ruthless than his Saber counter-parts because of Quincy ideology, but the weaker class (even with class advantage). Not much is known about Archer’s backstory because of the lack of known Quincies are outclassed by Hollows and Shinigami. So instead, Archer is modeled after a well-known Quincy(Ishida Uryuu) in the bibliography book and combined with Ichigo’s personality and open-mind.

Strength: B++                          Magical Energy: B-

Endurance: C++                      Luck: C-

Agility: B+                                Noble Phantasm: A-

Skills:

Independent Action-B+           Magical Resistance-C+                

Quincy’s Legacy-B+                Mana Burst (Splash)-A-

 Mind’s Eye (True)-B                        

Noble Phantasm (Arts): Kirchenlied: Sankt Zwinger - “A powerful Quincy spell that creates an area of Reishi shaped with countless Quincy crosses protruding from the ground (From the Bleach Wiki)”. Archer manipulates this further by fortifying it with his high levels of reiatsu. He then turns the crosses into ‘arrows’ that fire beams of light to his opponents. Almost impossible to dodge unless if you have extremely high speed or endurance on you (rank A or above).

“Come Light of the Lord. Help me against those that mean harm to me and those in my protection.

Kirchenlied:... 

Sankt...

ZWINGER!”

Grand Order

1) Classes mentioned above

2) Alter-Ego (Bleach Brave Soul Ichigo 2nd Anniversary Character): This is only possible when Ichigo is merged with his full Hollowfication to create a being that is similar to Ruler, with the will to protect those close to him, but different because he follows his own rules. Even if his friends fight him, as long as he can protect them in the end, that is all that counts.

Strength: EX                               Magical Energy: C++

Endurance: A                              Luck: C+

Agility: A++                                  Noble Phantasm: A++

Skills:

Magical Resistance-B+                Independent Action-B-

Unity in One-A

Hollow’s Hunger: EX                    Protection from the End of the Worlds-A

The Power To Protect-EX

Noble Phantasm (Arts): The Power to Protect All - Unlike the skill ‘The Power to Protect’, this is Alter-Ego’s special move that became an evolved move of that skill. He unleashes a Getsuga Tenshou from above ground to everyone in the surrounding area.This is the move he used against a certain enemy (Aizen) to severely weaken him and bring victory to the war at the cost.

“Come see, all of my power. 

By it shall be unleashed

Getsuga Tenshou!”

2.5) Alter-Ego (Hollow Ichigo/Shiro): No one knows how Alter-Ego gained his own body since he is originally a part of Ichigo. He represents all of the darkness in Ichigo in the form of an Arrancar looking Hollow, yet different. If Ichigo sacrifices all to protect others, Alter-Ego will do everything in his power to protect only Ichigo (or the master who summoned him) for he is the ‘horse’ to his ‘king’ and won’t let anyone else control him.

Strength: A++                             Magical Energy: B-

Endurance: A+                            Luck: C

Agility: A+ .                                  Noble Phantasm: A++

Skills:

Magical Resistance-B+                Independent Action-EX

Hollow’s Hunger: EX                    Protection from the End of the Worlds-A+

The Power To Protect-EX (Skill is like that because Alter-Ego only protects Ichigo and whoever their current Master is)

Noble Phantasm (Quick): The Power to Protect One - With this power, Alter-Ego unleashes a Grand Cero as well as some well aimed strikes with his sword

“With this power. I shall beat you to a plup. 

Getsuga Tenshou.

How do you think of me now?”

3) Caster (Ichigo summoned with Inari): A ‘what if Ichigo became a special attacker instead of a physical fighter’. No, this is Inari who is able to be summoned in special Grail Wars like this one. Instead it is a combination of the two. This is Ichigo, who has been blessed to become a Kitsune after his fight with Aizen in the Winter War (or even before that) by Inari. Inari became intrigued with this person and decides to follow this hybrid around with useful tips. After the final battle, Inari saw how depressed Ichigo became and turned him into his Kitsune disciple/underling in hope of cheering him up. Instead it backfires with Ichigo becoming a possible vessel of Inari if the god ever wishes, which the god doesn’t. Even death won’t separate Inari from this new kit, luckily with Ichigo becoming a Heroic Spirit, that will not be a problem. ((Kitsugeddon was fun to read))

Strength: B                                   Magical Energy: A-

Endurance: B+                             Luck: A-

Agility: B+                                     Noble Phantasm: A

(Note: The left side of stats are from Ichigo, Magical stats are from Inari, NP and Luck are a combo between the two)

Skills:

Divinity-A                                      Magical Resistance- A

Territory Creation- B                    

Shape shift-C                                 Kitsune’s Fire-B

God’s Protection-A+

Noble Phantasm (Arts): Bountiful Strike for Good Harvest - Ichigo and Inari do a tag team attack with Ichigo leading with his sword, then Inari shots Fox Fire and Ichigo supports.. Then Inari gives a blessing for a successful battle that raises moral and vitality of allies.

“Come Kit, let’s start. You first.

Huh? Don’t I have a say in this?

Nope, you are my disciple. So you should know that everything taught to you has a reason.

Ugh, you are a difficult as Geta-Boshi at times. Fine. Let’s do this then.

Glad you agree with me.

Bountiful Strike for Good Harvest!

You happy now?

Of course, Kit.”

4) Ruler (Ichigo summoned in his Mugetsu Form): Ichigo that had died a strange death that let him keep most of his memories and has been trained as a Royal Guard and a Zero Division member. It is unknown when Ruler died in comparison to the bibliography because even he doesn’t really remember when he died. After his death, Ruler has been taken to the Soul King’s Palace then appointed as a Royal Guard immediately after. Through the accelerated pace in his learning, Ruler learned about his own being and heritage early on. This in turn allowed him to accept everything about him early on and permanently change him to Mugetsu. When the Soul King found out, he then appoints Ruler as a special member in his court that allows Ruler to judge the realms where souls live with unclouded eyes. Ruler’s own death happened as he killed the Quincy King before he could kill the Soul King by using himself as the shield and sword to kill the major threat.

-(Trivia #1): Let it be noted that Ruler’s mannerisms is different to the older Shinigami compared to the rest, if ever encountered that is. It’s almost like he dislikes the older shinigami for not acting in a more dignified matter to protect spirits.

-(Trivia #2) The man is tired of the fighting for the balance, he has seen all of what life could bring and there are a few things that can make him show emotion. Ruler continues to fight for those close to him like all other ‘Ichigo’s. As a Ruler, he doesn’t have a wish for the Grail. But if he was given a chance, he would probably wish for peace in the soul realm so that he won’t fight anymore and his precious people are safe.

Strength: A++                               Magical Energy: C+

Endurance: EX                              Luck: C+

Agility: EX                                      Noble Phantasm: EX

Skills:

Unity in One: EX                            Magical Resistance-B-

Revelation-A .                                The Power To Protect-EX

Soul King’s Blessing-EX

Noble Phantasm (Buster): Final Getsuga Tenshou - The last Getsuga Tenshou that can be learned. A move used to defeat a mad man (Aizen) from a different reality. This move is known as the Trump card and Last Resort. If trained improperly, then the user will experience a serious backlash with possible death. Ruler knows how to properly use this and will only get exhausted for a while after using this.

“My being will be used to protect, to maintain the balance. To safeguard my friends.

FINAL...

GETSUGA...

TEN-SHOU!”

5) Foreigner: Not much is known about Foreigner from the bibliography or the Throne of Heroes at the moment. The reason for this is because Foreigner’s true powers have yet to be discovered as some parts of the bibliography is being recovered after an ‘unfortunate accident’. All that is known at the moment is that this Ichigo is said to match wannabe gods and transcendences with unparalleled power. This is the person that could beat Ywatch if his Quincy powers weren’t taken away in the beginning of that battle.

Unique Skills

Shunpo: After learning the secret Shinigami speed technique from the proclaimed ‘Flash Goddess’ Yourichi, Ichigo can do fast burst of speed that will raise his Agility up a rank. The only fall back to this is that it uses a part of his mana and his master’s mana to do, so he tries to save this for battles or in times of need.

Bankai: The ability to transform into a greater form. All Shinigami posses a Bankai form after learning of their own Zanpakuto. Ichigo’s own Bankai ability lets him have enhanced strength and endurance during the fight as well as letting him release his Noble Phantasm to its a greater potential. This works similar to Independent Action and Imperial Privilege, but the down side is that his Master will be stun for a while after Ichigo activates Bankai because of the strain. Leaving them vulnerable to enemy attacks if they aren’t protected.

    -The strain can be eliminated if the Master has strong magical energy, or if Ichigo is summoned as the Other Saber form, Ruler or Alter-Ego.

Unity in One: An ability that symbolize people who come from mixed races and have a perfect balance of abilities and knowledge from all they are affiliated with. As rare as the birth of a new star in a universe, those that are fortunate enough to have this skill will have momentous advantage when they need and create new abilities that are unique to those that are like their own mix-race species. A drawback to this is that it takes x1.25 as much mana to use one of the unique abilities because of the unknown output of how much an ability like that would be from a native race like that. (Though this drawback can be temporarily disabled if the person has the means to do so.)

     -For Ichigo, this means that his Shinigami, Hollow, and Quincy powers are in perfect harmony with each other. Instead of destroying him, they further enhance his own body and spirit to be a super human. Enhancing his stats in battle farther, giving him the chance to make a new move by combining skills from two or all three of the races that are part of him. (i.e: A cero that is weaved together with a high level kido that will not take from Ichigo’s or his master’s magical reserves, but from the surrounding magic in the area.)

The Power to Protect: Ichigo’s unique skill that works like Bankai, but removes the drawbacks Bankai would normally have. Also gives the user the ability to survive a fatal blow.

Pioneer of the Spirits: A skill that is similar to ‘Pioneer of Stars’, but for spirits. These are spirits that have changed Soul Society into progression for better or worse. The main candidates that would apply to this besides Ichigo would be the Soul King, Aizen, Kisuke, among others “that became a turning point in human (spirits) history”.

Hollow’s Hunger: Hollows are beings of instinct who lives in the lands of ‘Survival of the Fittest’. Ichigo’s own Hollow is a reflection of himself, all of his unacknowledged traits that he hates. To not be forgotten, the Hollow continuously challenges Ichigo to strengthen him so that he can triumph over death before defeating his enemies. This gives Berserker the ability to heal some damage taken to him and to survive a fatal-blow by coming back at the enemy with more vigor

    - Because he is still alive and does not know how his instincts works, it is lower than other Hollow’s of his status, but isn’t lower than a Vasto Lorde. 

Quincy’s Legacy: As one of the last members of the race known as Quinces, any and all knowledge of their culture has been passed down from generation to generation. This knowledge gives Quincies a tactical mind that is unparalleled to any human today. The Quincy that has learned of their culture turns it into a weapon to assist them in combat, making them a wise strategist that grows with experience in battle.  

Protection from the End of the Worlds: A skill that represents that this person has the most chance of survival from the World’s End because they are given protection from it. Inoue Orihime blessed Ichigo with this skill upon her death once upon a time. She put her very being into this as a means to ‘reject’ the very idea that Ichigo should die in the time where the war raged on for too long. Because Inoue Orihime put her very self into casting this last move, Ichigo can access his Noble Phantasm faster and is considered invincible for a short amount of time. ((This skill by any way, shape, or form is suppose to represent any ships. It is just a what if world’s skill that Orihime can do for anyone of her friends))

Kitsune’s Fire: Inari’s special skill. This allows one to make illusions around themselves and create a mythical fire that can burn at will. (Side effects may include a skulk/earth of foxes, the ability to understand foxes, a sudden group of followers devoted to worship you, or a never ending flame that can’t go out unless if caster allows it)

God’s Protection: A skill that works like Imperial Privilege and Independent Action. This skill allows Ichigo to wander off on his own and not get damaged as easily, increases his vitality, and prevents him from most ailments against him. This skill is mainly created because of Inari’s jealousy of Archer (Orion and Artemis)’s unique combo. A jealous fox is a cunning fox after all. (-Honestly, why isn’t this just Independent Action instead?-)

Soul King’s Blessing: An enchantment that the Soul King places on a select few in his royal court. Those that are blessed notice that they stronger, more resistant to ailments, and their own weapon(s) and moves have a coating of reiatsu that is a mix of their own and presumably the Soul King’s. This blessing can be activated willingly.

Well that is that, might do more head canons in the future because I love how the Fate Grand/Order community is full of shenanigans when you aren’t saving the world.

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Reason to Stay: Chapter 10

Author Note: I wrote this chapter while on the plane to Chara.

First Chapter

Previous Chapter

The next morning Sayo had guard duty once again. She was able to find the right schedule in the guard headquarters since there was only one sheet with her name on it. Unfortunately, that would only last for the first week. It had Sayo marked for the 8:00-12:00 shift, so she made sure to show up in the tower right on time. Surprisingly, there wasn’t a guard there to relieve from the previous shift.

Sayo took her post in the early morning sun, looking out over the city as it woke up for the day. On the top of the walls, things were quiet. Just like the day before, there was no trouble.

The shift soon passed, sending Sayo off to her second lunch in the castle. Today’s meal was a chicken dish of some kind; Sayo wasn’t quite sure what it was called. She sat at a different empty table than before, but still ended up with the same group of people. They surprised her when they sat down, but it wasn’t terrible to eat with other people. She mostly listened to their conversations, specifically to Lisa and Ako who talked the most in the group.

After eating, it was time for Sayo to head to the kitchen. She already knew how to find it since she’d been there a couple times before, which was good. She hoped nobody there would remember how bad her potato cuts were for the party.

When Sayo entered the kitchen the same five people were present as before, including Tsugumi and Saya. Tsugumi looked up when Sayo walked into the room, brown eyes widening.

“Oh, hi Sayo.” Tsugumi hesitated in the middle of a chopping motion, but quickly resumed moving. “So this is what Ran meant by a surprise.” She murmured under her breath.

“What was that?” Sayo couldn’t quite hear her and asked for clarification.

Tsugumi smiled sheepishly and shook her head. “It’s nothing.” She waved her free hand in a dismissive manner.

“Alright.” Sayo wasn’t going to push for a better answer. “I’m here to help out. I’ve been assigned to the kitchen for a couple hours each day.”

“That’s great, we could use the help.” A smile graced Tsugumi’s face, and Sayo was struck once again with how disarming this woman managed to be without even trying. “Could you get a few sacks of wheat from the storehouse? It’s near the stables.”

Sayo nodded, already plotting the directions to the stable in her mind. “I’ll take care of it.” She said before turning and exiting the kitchen.

The stables were on the other side of the dining hall, in the southeast corner of the castle. It only took Sayo a few minutes to arrive there, and once she did she had to locate the storehouse. She tried a few doors in the hallway that connected the stables to the rest of the castle.

On the third door she found some of the stored food. It consisted primarily of dried crops, with a large portion being wheat. The sacks were about 50 kg each, so Sayo could carry them one at a time.

She grabbed one and got to work, hauling them one by one to the kitchen. Tsugumi told her where to stack them, so she made a pile.

After five trips, Sayo was sent to get water from the well. It was on the west side of the building, pretty close to where Ran’s office was. The kitchen had their own special bucket for fetching water, which Sayo carried with her back and forth to the well. All of that archery training gave her strong arms, though it didn’t stop her from feeling fatigued from the work.

After fetching enough water for what the kitchen needed, Tsugumi didn’t have any other tasks for her.

“Thanks for your help.” She said after Sayo brought the last bucket of water. “You’re all set for today.”

It had only been a couple hours, so Sayo still had time remaining before dinner would be served. It had been a few days since she trained; maybe that would be the best way to use her time. She remembered seeing people sparring in the courtyard before, but they turned out to be the princess and her personal knight so it probably wouldn’t be a good place to train. Before she left, maybe she should ask Tsugumi?

“Do you know of a place to train within the castle?” Sayo asked the head chef, standing nearby as she cooked something in a pan.

“Umm, I don’t.” Tsugumi shook her head, turning to her other staff. “Saya?”

Saya was in the process of kneading some dough on a nearby counter. “I think there’s a training field just outside stable gate. At least, Tae has mentioned it before.” Tae, was that the same person as Otae? Sayo wasn’t sure, but whether it was in or outside of the castle this training field sounded like it would work.

Sayo thanked the pair of chefs and went on her way. She walked back to the stables and exited the castle through the stable gate. She’d been in the castle for over 24 hours; it had been a long time since she’d stayed in one building for so long.

Once outside of the castle, Sayo looked around for the training field. She had ridden past here when they went to find the bandits, but she hadn’t taken a good look around at that time.

Just to the east of the exit there was indeed a large open field that would be good for training. There was also an unexpected boon. Next to the training field was a small archery range, with a handful of targets set up and some wood booths for archers to stand in. Considering that by their own admission the castle didn’t have many archers, it was an odd find.

Sayo walked over to it with a slight spring in her step, stopping at one of the stands. The target was a good distance away and over flat land; this would be a good place to practice shooting.

She drew her bow, notching an arrow and aiming down the range. Sayo inhaled, and then released. The arrow hit in the second ring on the target; not bad but not good either. She had gotten rusty.

Sayo continued to fire her arrows, retrieving them after every ten shots or so. She worked closer to the center of the target, regaining the muscle memory and skill that had been lost. Despite improving through practice, her shots were never perfect, never reaching mastery.

She tried not to let that bother her, but it always did.

When another person appeared in the stand next to her, Sayo didn’t look over at first. She assumed it was someone else from the castle or a person who lived in town.

They weren’t very good, she thought as she saw some of their shots miss the target completely. Others landed, but in the outer rings of the target.

It wasn’t until Sayo had to go collect her arrows again, and thus had to ask the person to stop shooting for a minute while she collected her arrows, that saw who it was.

As it turned out, Lisa the knight was terrible at archery. When Sayo looked over and saw her, she almost choked on her spit. This Lisa was the same Lisa who led the charge against the bandits and was a menace with the short sword and shield. She also couldn’t hit a target with a bow.

Sayo withheld her comments about Lisa’s archery skills, instead just politely asking her to stop while she collected her arrows. Lisa agreed chipperly, seemingly unbothered by her own incompetence.

After Sayo collected her arrows they both resumed shooting. She spared a glance over at Lisa as she took aim, grimacing at the knight’s posture.

She tried not to let it bother her.

Sayo failed at that. She ended up packing up and heading back to the castle.

Scene 12:

As the next week passed Sayo fell into a routine. She located and read the schedule each morning. Then she’d either go to the tower for guard duty or head to the kitchen to run errands. After the first four hours of the day she’d go eat lunch with the same group of acquaintances, managing each day to refrain from mentioning Lisa’s poor archery skills.

Once lunch was over, she’d swap to the opposite activity, which filled the remainder of her day. She always had extra time after working in the kitchen, so that was when she fit in some training.

On this particular day, one whole week after Sayo moved into the castle, she finished up her kitchen duties with a couple hours to spare. She had purchased some vegetables from the market that they needed for the next day, trying her best to get a good deal on the price.

Sayo was getting ready to leave when something Tsugumi was making caught her eye. Usually she was making some kind of meat or vegetable dish, but this seemed to be something else. It looked like a pastry of some kind. Sayo almost didn’t ask, almost decided she didn’t have time to care.

“What are you making?” Perhaps she cared a little.

“Sugar cookies.” Tsugumi replied as she added additional ingredients to a bowl.

Sayo watched each move Tsugumi made. “It looks complicated.” She commented, having never attempted to make cookies before.

“The recipe makes things easier.” The mixture thickened as Tsugumi stirred it. It was intriguing to Sayo in a way she couldn’t explain.

“How does that mix become cookies?” Sayo asked, unable to resist.

Tsugumi looked down at the bowl, nodding once at her mixture. She grabbed a tray and scraped the dough out onto it, making one large lump. “Once I flatten it, I’ll cut it into shapes and bake it. Those are the last two steps.” She picked up a rolling pin and started rolling it over the dough, pushing it down into a flattened form.

Sayo watched her work. “That’s amazing.” She said, wanting to suck the words back in as soon as they came out of her mouth.

Tsugumi’s cheeks dusted pink as she deflected the complement. “They’re just normal cookies.” She finished rolling and started cutting the dough into standard round shapes. Once that was done, she separated the individual cookies and put the tray into the stone oven.

As Sayo listened, she realized that time had passed and she was still standing here in the kitchen. She had training to do, and as pleasant as watching Tsugumi bake was she needed to get going.

“Thanks for showing me, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Sayo ended the conversation as she prepared to leave.

“See you then!” Tsugumi returned the farewell with a smile.

As Sayo left, she hoped that the cookies would be served with dinner. She was sure they’d taste delicious.

Her destination was the training field outside of the castle. Sayo had spent the last week re-honing her archery skills, but her swordsmanship had suffered in the process.

The field was thankfully empty, so no one would see her awful forms. She drew her sword and started her drills, moving between strikes stiffly.

She’d been running the drills for about ten minutes when her practice was interrupted.

“Hey Sayo!” Once again, Lisa had appeared in the practice areas around the same time as Sayo. She’d shown up multiple times over the last week to practice archery near Sayo, though unlike Sayo she didn’t seem to be making any progress. “Not doing archery today?” Lisa carried her bow and arrows.

“No, not today.” Sayo paused in her forms to reply, before quickly resuming.

Lisa didn’t seem to take the hint, approaching even as Sayo continued her drills. “Do you have a minute to talk?” She asked.

Sayo sighed. “I guess.” She said, holstering her sword and turning towards the knight. “What do you need?”

“I was wondering, since you’re such a great archer.” Lisa spoke with a smile, likely meant to be disarming. “If you would be willing to help train me in archery.”

The idea didn’t sound too appealing at first thought. “Why?” Sayo asked, looking for more details and perhaps a reason to accept.

“You probably noticed, but my archery skills are not exactly the best.” Lisa had the dignity to look embarrassed by this fact. “In order to be a better knight and help Yukina, I need to improve.” Her expression softened when she mentioned Yukina.

Sayo wasn’t that impressed. “Not to be blunt, but how will that benefit me?” She wasn’t willing to devote her time to a futile effort, especially when she wasn’t getting anything in return. Nobody here was paying her to train archers.

“Hmm.” Lisa tilted her head thoughtfully, a catlike smile on her face. “I could train you in something in return.” She suggested with one eyebrow raised. “Perhaps in the sword and shield? Yukina is strongest with the two handed sword, but I’m the best shield wielder in the castle.”

This proposition Sayo was willing to listen to. Her own sword work left lots of things to be desired and she wasn’t trained at all to use a shield. Just knowing how to carry and use a shield would increase her life expectancy dramatically. Even if Lisa never improved with the bow, Sayo learning how to use a shield and better her sword work would make it worth it.

“You’ve got yourself a deal.” Sayo reached out for a handshake, which Lisa accepted.

“Great!” Lisa said as she shook Sayo’s hand firmly. “Want to start today? We can work on those forms you’ve been practicing.” Sayo stepped back, releasing Lisa’s hand.

This partnership was already paying off. “Alright.” Sayo redrew her sword, taking her starting position.

“Before you move, let’s adjust your stance.” Lisa closed the distance between them, pushing Sayo’s sword hand up higher. “Keep this hand up, always.” She then backed away and Sayo started the drill.

For the next hour Lisa guided Sayo through improving her drills, with Sayo making some progress in her stance.

When it became time for dinner they stopped for the night, agreeing to work on Lisa’s archery the next day.

Next Chapter

[sunriseoverastorea]

Standing Stones

♬ WoW - Dun Morogh

30th Zephyr, 1331

Science is naught but conjecture. We have little to give if we do not wonder, and science is the art of wondering, the urge to explore, the longing for discovery. This was to be my life's work, investigating the boundaries of reality itself, the edge of the Eternal Alchemy, the unknown components on the borders of The All. A wiser being once said to let it be, withdraw from your delusions before it is too late. To imagine that one simple asura, with bravery and cunning, could learn the secrets of the world itself, aboard a ship of simpler scholars and soldiers. Well, we have paid the price for vanity, and I the greatest of all, that I should remain alive, if barely, in this warped husk of a ship. I wish I could describe what I saw, what I felt—there was a great lightning storm, which struck our vessel and disabled us, but it was not what did the great damage within. We fell into a void, is the only way to put it. The world beyond the portholes was black, and thick, impenetrable nothingness, and it seemed that time had stopped. I could not move, not even to breathe, and it felt as if my body was being ripped in a million different directions, my very molecules torn asunder. Indeed, I watched as much happen to some of my crew. They disintegrated, or were mangled into hideous shapes. The ship was cruelly jumbled and reformed, absorbing all those who fell in its path. And at the end of the void was a flash of light, and into it my research assistant vanished.

After the incident, I tossed the bodies overboard, as well as I could. My exoskeleton, along with everything else bound by technology, seemed to have had the life sucked out of it, making physical tasks difficult, even more so due to the unknown wasting illness I seemed to have contracted. Even now, my hand shakes with weakness so that I can barely write. But write I will, as a warning. The Unending Sea plays host to the repercussions of murdering dragons. On the mainland there are merely tremors, but on the ocean, there is chaos. It is as if the Mists are ripping themselves apart, the greatest of anomalies this asura has ever seen. And I will not die happy to know it.

Marea digs into a strip of jerky, tearing at it with her teeth, spraying little crusty bits onto the paper. Gippa must certainly have gone mad—the dead asura, that is. Her name was Gippa the Philosopher, according to her maddeningly dense pages of recollections, fresh out of college, and she really enjoyed drawing foods with happy faces on the corners of her notes. Marea can relate to this. To the rest of Gippa's findings, she cannot, as she is not quite that insane, but nonetheless, something strange happened to the Pact 91st Exploratory Squad while they were scouring the boundaries of the known world.

Perhaps they all caught an unknown illness—Gippa did mention being sick, after all. It caused visions and delusions, probably, made the crew turn on each other, set the ship afire, and only the asura with her superior will and intellect lived to relate the tale, in the best way she knew how. An odd tale, but only a tale, with an inkling of truth buried somewhere within.

Marea gets to her feet and saunters to the helm, where the afternoon sun shines radiantly off the steering wheel. She squints past it, at the cliffs in the near distance. They stretch high out of the water, white-chalked precipices swung gracefully upward into towering crowns. As if a giant hand had long ago splashed into the sea, and where the resulting tidal waves billowed impossibly tall, they turned to stone, and long green grass grew upon them, and fat little black and white birds with orange beaks settled in that grass and in the crevices along the cliff face.

She slips past the wheel and rests her forehead against the windshield, sighing softly as she looks down at the peaceful island. She could spend a long day down there, frolicking with the critters, searching for caves and signs of intelligent life. She could. And she could also contract a deadly disease that causes her to go nuts and burn down her own ship.

An island of madness, or an island of fun? That is always the question. Even before reading Gippa's research, islands had begun to carry a sort of wary gloom about them. All the more so because she couldn't remember what happened on an earlier one, her first stop.

“Is it worth it?” she asks aloud, her voice harsh and gritty compared to the constant, soft hum of the ship. “Do you think it's worth it, Horizon? I wanna meet the birds. They're goddamn cute. Nothing is cute up here. I can draw all the pretty little kitties I want, but it's not the same as having Inigo in my lap. Why hasn't the artificial intelligence of golems been installed in airships yet? I could be having a legitimate conversation with you right now.”

She pauses, cocking a brow as she stares at the empty cabin.

“Holy shit, I need to get out of here. Just one fucking hour. I'm not gonna go insane in an hour. Or I'm already insane and it makes no difference. Take the wheel Marea. Take it and shut up.”

The ship whirs and beeps as it makes a sudden turn towards the island, and the birds turn their black and white faces up to look at it, curious with their beady eyes.

Clouds drift across the sky overhead, gaps here and there in the rain-heavy cumulus letting in patches of blue warmth. Marea creeps cautiously through the grass, long green tendrils feathering around the spiked knees of her boots, and across from her, approaching from the cliff's edge, are the brave little birds, come to investigate the new arrival. They waddle from side to side, like very ovular quaggans, though the squawks they emit are far less adorable, and more akin to the much-loathed seagull's cries. Marea kneels down, holding out her empty hands as if they were a peace offering, and to her immense delight, the birds immediately swarm around her, nudging at her with their rounded heads and nipping at her leather coat with dull hooked beaks. She laughs, sitting back on her butt, and one immediately hops onto her lap, looking her dead in the eye and unleashing a hideous squawk. She gently scratches the top of its head, unafraid for her metal fingers with the strange avian, and after a minute the bird closes its eyes, content.

She roams the island without fear. The birds follow her wherever she goes, a writhing mass of feathered screeches many ranks deep, plus the lap-bird on her shoulder, like the leader of the gang. Her legs ache sweetly, finally able to stretch and move freely in any direction she pleases. The cool breeze carries the crisp tang of the sea, but as she journeys a mile inland, the crash of the waves fades from earshot, and only the wind rustling through the grass breaks the desolate silence. Even with her critters around her, it seems that the dip in the center of the island, a valley between the craggy cliff peaks, is the loneliest place in the world.

Eventually, they come to a rocky foundation. It rises only a foot out of the ground, no other traces of what once stood there remain. In the center of the foundation is a standing stone. No grass grows for a meter around it, forming a perfect circle of dirt. The stone itself has no particular shape, just a vague point upward, perhaps six feet tall. Marea stops in front of it, her bird friend ruffling his feathers anxiously, while the rest of the entourage lines up at the edge of the dirt, unwilling to go further.

She glances over her shoulder at the bobbing heads peeking up fearfully from the grass. “It's a rock. There's a lot of these where I come from.” The birds merely coo at her, as if pleading. Come back, strange featherless bird. This place is not for you.

“All places are for me,” she counters, nodding decisively as she steps past the stone, striding confidently into the field beyond. “Marea goes wherever Marea goes, and the world can take me or strike me down. Me and—Onogi,” she adds, giving her shoulder bird a reassuring bop on the beak. “I have a cat at home. His name is Inigo. That's how I came up with your name. I'm Marea, by the way. In case you didn't make that connection. Marea Sleekfur. And it's not because of my stunning frizzy hair.”

Onogi stares at her, chittering softly. She nods in agreement.

The valley is dotted with stones. She walks onward, and every so often, she encounters more. First two in a line, then three, four, and so fourth—some of them are taller, some are shorter than she, and some have the faintest remains of symbols carved into them. She traces her fingers along faded spirals and pictograph alphabets. She copies the symbols onto paper, records the positions of the stones, and chews on the end of her pen as she becomes hungry. Onogi jumps from her shoulder and flies low circles in the sky, going on ahead of her before looping back, riding the winds with stout black wings.

At the end of the valley, the land pitches sharply upwards as it approaches the far edge of the island, and the jagged cliffs cut from sea and salt. The sun sets as she crests the hill, casting a molten glow upon the green grasses and her pale skin, and upon the last flat expanse of plains before her. She lets out a low whistle at the sight, shielding her eyes with her hand—a great circle of standing stones spreads out in every direction, towering high as castles, glimmering with a strange golden shimmer in the sunlight. An eccentric network of lines has been laid out in dirt, past the first of which not even Onogi will pass.

“But Marea will pass. Marea has no fear,” she says, striding over the ancient ground. “This was a pretty cool adventure, I won't lie. An afternoon well spent. And once I get back to my ship, west it is. West forever. I have to find the mountains, and the horses, and, and...”

She grows quiet as she reaches the center stone, turned black against the heat of the fading sun. She places her feet just so in the dirt around it, and it seems they fit perfectly, in steps shared by a thousand others before her, and she pivots, turning slowly as the distant silhouettes suddenly take shape in her mind. She digs a hand into her coat, tearing out a wrinkled paper from Gippa's notes. She holds it up to the sky. THE ALL, proclaims the scholarly scrawl across the top margin, a network of grids and circles painstakingly laid out with perfect symmetry. A chill runs up her spine, prickling across her shoulders, as she realizes she stands in the middle of the odd motif. She expects the magic to hit her like a brick to the face, a tidal wave that smashes her to the ocean depths and devours her from the inside out—but the stone circle is still and silent, as empty and forlorn as the valley floor. Slowly, she turns to face the center stone once again, and, ever so gingerly, touches her forehead against the cool, damp rock.

The contact lasts only a moment, a short breath, but splitting pain shatters through her head and fills her vision with twinkling white lights. Beyond the lights is only blackness, tangible nothingness, and it fills her with an inexplicable, animalistic fear. She shoves herself backwards and falls into the dirt, scrambling away on all fours until she leaps to her feet and sprints. She flies past Onogi, who crouches down fearfully as she passes, watching her closely until she is long out of sight.

She remembers running from an island before, she remembers the confusion, and the unsettling, heavy feeling in her chest—hunger. She was hungry, and has always been hungry, longing for more from the world that feeds her. Longing for something that will fill the pit in her stomach, the hollowness in her bones. A desire so old and so simple, so deeply buried, she would never have thought of it herself.

She climbs onto her ship, and the flock of waddling birds watches from the distance, huddled in a wary clump. She sits on the floor and she stares at Gippa's drawing, unblinking even as her eyes begin to burn and blur. She saw the void the asura described. She glimpsed into the world beyond Tyria, and there was nothing. True, it was only one vision, one split second of a moment, but still, the sight fills her with fear. With hopelessness.

Finally, after what seems hours, she closes her eyes. She quietly gets to her feet, and tapes THE ALL to the corner of the windshield, where it blots out an insignificant square of the starry sky. What she saw cannot be it—there is more, beyond the white lights and the empty blackness. She refuses to believe that Tyria exists all alone in the Mists. There is something out there, and to find it, she must find the storm, find the void, and fall into the great unknown.

The ship turns away from the island, and glides westward. Fear turns to desperation, desperation to determination, and soon, determination to laughter, as Marea reads and rereads Gippa's account of the storm, cackling in the face of terror.

[gemvictorfromtheponyverse]

Love at first Lizard Chapter One

Surprise! Me and @green-love-paternoster totally tricked you guys, because it’s not actually cancelled! There is 3 planned chapters and today we are presenting chapter Number One!!! Yay!

@idemandaspinoff @zaridaxe @dorvanie

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“Everything is goin’ to be alright, Greeny.” Jenny whispered reassuringly, hugging the travel cage for her chameleon lizard closer. She’d owned ‘Greeny’, as she called him, for little under a week, and already she had to take him to the vet.

Glancing up at the building in front of her, she swallowed audibly. It hadn’t been easy to find a vet that even catered to lizards to begin with, and now that she had found one that claimed to have an in-house reptile expert, she felt nervous. It was not that she was nervous about what they’d think of her, or Greeny, but rather the fact that she had never been to a vet’s office before. She had always hated hospitals, and the vet’s office gave her the same creepy feeling in her gut.

Nonetheless, Greeny needed looking after, and there was nowhere else she could go. Taking one last, deep breath, she grabbed the door and opened it, stepping inside.

The waiting room was small, but cozy, with pictures of delighted animals - mostly dogs and cats, but also a few horses and a rabbit - lining the walls, and a childish jungle themed carpet covered the floor. In the corner, a reception desk had been placed, and serving it was a petite dark haired girl that hardly seemed tall enough to see anything over the counter.

Swallowing loudly once more, Jenny gathered her courage and approached her. “Excuse me, ma’am?”

The girl, who had been absentmindedly drawing doodles on a notebook, instantly looked up upon hearing Jenny’s voice.

She looked at Jenny with big, warm brown eyes and a welcoming smile exclaiming, “Oh, hello there! Aren’t you a delightful surprise, business has been slow today, as you can see.” The girl made a sweeping gesture around the empty waiting room with pen still in hand. “My name’s Clara, how may I help you today?”

Feeling a little more confident thanks to the girl’s cheery attitude, Jenny smiled back. “Hello there. I’m Jenny Flint, and I need someone to look at my lizard? He seems to be a bit ill.” She lifted up the travel cage still in her hands for the girl to see, as if to emphasise her statement. “I heard you help lizards.”

Clara’s smile shrunk a bit as she switched her gaze from Jenny to the lizard huddled inside the carrier cage. The poor thing clearly didn’t seem to be doing so well, since he barely moved within the cage. Clara’s no lizard expert, but she hoped whatever that is wrong with the lizard will get fixed soon.

Clara then glanced back toward Jenny with a slightly sympathetic expression, for she saw that Jenny was genuinely worried about the health of her pet lizard. “You heard correctly indeed! Our certified in-house reptile expert is certainly the best in all of London….but I must warn you that she can be a bit of a grumpy old tightwad sometimes,” added Clara with a mischievous lilt in her tone, an attempt to make Jenny feel more at ease. “If there’s anyone who can figure out the problem with your lizard, it’s her!”

Jenny bit her lip, barely holding back a smile. While the way Clara presented the woman was a bit odd, she sounded good enough. Before she could answer her, however, she was interrupted by another person entering the room.

“Clara! Have you got the file on that dog who…oh.” As the man, a tall brown haired guy in a doctor’s coat, spotted Jenny, he stopped immediately. He was standing just short of the threshold to the waiting room, and casually leaned against the wall as he gave Jenny a once over. “Clara, who’s the new customer?” He smiled, a mischievous and quite silly smile, that almost made Jenny wonder if vets were always this casual.

“John, this is Jenny,” explained Clara, returning an equally exuberant smile to the man in the doorway. “She came here today because her lizard is sick.”

Clara giggled as soon as she said that, which Jenny found quite odd, and the man’s grin seemed to grow even larger, as if this was some kind of inside joke just between the two of them.

“Right! A lizard!” John said enthusiastically, giving Clara another suggestive look. “Two beautiful female specimens for our dear loony lizard lady to take a look at. Oh, Vastra is surely going to be satisfied by this!” His grin was almost covering his entire face now, and Clara looked as though she was struggling very hard not to laugh her head off. What was supposedly so funny about the situation, Jenny didn’t know, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to find out, either.

Jenny had no idea what to expect next, but her attention soon got caught on the stunningly gorgeous woman that appeared beside John, most likely having been drawn in by all the commotion he and Clara was causing. The mystery woman was tall, about the same height as John. She had brilliantly sharp blue eyes framed behind thin, rounded black glasses, well defined cheekbones and jawline, and there was a strip of green running along the middle of her dark brown hair, which she kept tied in a neat bun. Jenny also noticed the woman’s seemingly impeccable sense of style, consisting of a silken form-fitting purple blouse tucked into her black slacks, and flats on her feet with a slightly raised heel. The woman definitely exuded a distinctive aura of flawless elegance and meticulous professionalism, that was in stark contrast with the easygoing atmosphere projected by the other two employees. Jenny couldn’t help holding in her breath at the awe inspiring sight of the beautiful woman, as something told her that this visit to the vet was going to get a lot more challenging.

The Doctor gave Vastra a far too gleeful look. “Ah, Vastra, glad to see you sticking your head round these parts. We got two fresh female samples for you to look at!” He tried to keep a serious tone, but utterly failed, and Jenny once more found herself confused as to why the doctor was referring to her and her lizard in such a way.

The woman, now identified to be Vastra, appeared to be utterly unimpressed as she shook her head and grumbled, “God grant me the strength to deal with these two foolish comedians without losing my sanity!” Vastra then stepped in closer and peered at Jenny’s lizard in the carrier cage for a moment, before looking back over her shoulder at John to say, “Nice try, Doctor Smith, but this one is a male. Honestly, for you to be a veterinarian, your horrendous grasp of biology troubles me!”

“Oi! I am a female!” Jenny objected sharply. Honestly, for a woman like that, gorgeous as she might be, to come here and call her a male. Like a male animal!

“And I do know biology!” John added, in response to the insult against his credentials as a veterinarian. “It’s just lizards that are, well…green and not green. Or the other way around!”

Completely ignoring John’s complaint, Vastra simply turned her head to face the visibly indignant Jenny and spoke smoothly, “Calm down, miss, I was actually referring to your pet, not you.” She allowed herself to do a quick visual scan of Jenny’s physical features and attire, noting that she was in fact rather attractive. Vastra immediately dismissed such inappropriate thoughts and continued in the same strictly formal tone, “Now, if you wouldn’t mind following me into my office room, I will be able to start properly examining your lizard there. It’s absolutely beyond my knowledge how Doctor Smith over here manage to get any work done, when he’s too busy making juvenile jokes with Miss Oswald.”

Sharply, Vastra turned around on her heels, and Jenny bit her lip hard to keep herself from letting out a noise as she caught sight of the woman’s well trimmed arse. It was the perfect, circular shape and Jenny could feel her cheeks heating up as she bit her lip even harder. Now was definitely not the time to lose herself to the appeal of the Lizard veterinarian, but by god, she was hot.

Holding the cage up in front of her like a shield, Jenny reluctantly turned to follow Vastra into her office.“Coming, Ma’am.” She said quietly, holding the cage a little tighter as she looked back at John and Clara by the desk, seeing them still giggling among themselves. “His name’s Greeny, by the way.” She didn’t know why she said the last part. It was stupid, extremely so, and she knew it. She knew no one who named their lizard Greeny, and yet, she had, thinking herself funny.

She just never thought she’d have to answer for it in front of an extremely hot lizard veterinarian.

Vastra stopped just before the door to her office, already having her hand on the doorknob, and Jenny swore she nearly dropped the cage when the oh so magnificent woman struck her with an expression of dubious disdain, one perfectly curved eyebrow raised up toward her forehead

“You can’t be serious, Miss Flint. ‘Greeny?’” Vastra scoffed in a haughty manner that was beginning to rub Jenny’s skin the wrong way. Throughout her years working in this clinic, Vastra had encountered pets with almost every single name you could imagine under the sun, but ‘Greeny’….now that was a new one; And by far, the least original she’ve ever heard. “You ought to be more creative than that, even my three year old nephew could come up with something better!“

Then without further ado, Vastra effortlessly twisted the doorknob to open the door leading into her office before walking in herself, and leaving Jenny standing outside with her mouth hanging agape in the wake of her surprisingly rude comment.

“Well I’m sorry, but I rather like calling my lizard Greeny. He is green.” Jenny couldn’t help but get defensive, because she couldn’t believe how unimaginably rude Vastra had just been. As if she had the right to judge what Jenny named her lizard!

Vastra wordlessly walked over to her desk at the other end of the room, where she picked up a disheveled stack of papers and proceeded to shuffle them.

“Well anybody with properly functioning eyes can clearly see that to be true, so my point still stands that naming him ‘Greeny’ is terribly redundant,” retorted Vastra while loftily waving away Jenny’s statement as if it was a pesky and insignificant fly.

Jenny huffed in annoyance. She’d told herself she wouldn’t care what they had to say about her and Greeny, but it was proving increasingly difficult, seeing as the veterinarian seemed to be hellbent on making everything harder and more embarrassing for Jenny. “Then what would you call a lizard? I, for one, cannot think of a better name.”

Vastra continued to occupy herself with various little miscellaneous tasks around her desk in order to avoid looking directly at her client, who she had mentally admitted to being the very most loveliest creature she’d ever laid eyes on, albeit not without tremendous difficulty. God knows it had been an excessively arduous task for her to maintain a steady, neutral composure out in the waiting room with Clara and John. No doubt those two would be cackling their heads off like hyenas if they could see her now, flustered out of her wits because of this stupidly beautiful girl with dark brown hair and charming brown eyes. She was exactly Vastra’s type, much to her utter dismay.

Using her naturally embedded cynicism as a pretense to mask her rising attraction, Vastra quipped in response,“How would I know, I’m only the vet around here. I don’t get paid enough to consult with painfully bland pet owners who can’t look beyond their animal’s physicality to give them an appropriate name.” Very subtly, Vastra’s head and shoulders seemed to become tense as she anticipated Jenny’s inevitable rebuttal, and the intoxicating sound of her Cockney accent that would come along with it.

At this, Jenny gave her an ice cold glare. Even for such a gorgeous woman as her, there wasn’t any good explanation for being quite so rude. The woman wouldn’t even look at her! It was almost as though she was not worthy of being acknowledged, for Vastra had better things to do.

Even with Clara’s warning poking at her from the back of her mind, it was frustrating. "Well then, maybe you could do your job, instead of complaining about things you clearly claimed are none or your concerns?”

Vastra could practically feel Jenny’s probing glare on the back of her head, causing an involuntary shiver to run down her spine. Nonetheless, she still managed to produce an articulate reply, “I simply stated my sympathies for your poor lizard who has to live the rest of his life with such a mediocre name as ‘Greeny’.” Then closing her eyes, Vastra inhaled a deep breath, and eventually was able to muster just enough courage to turn around toward her client. Obviously trying to be a bit more cordial, Vastra suggested, “Perhaps it would be best if you go ahead and tell me the reason you’re here, since we’ve just wasted half an hour debating your lizard’s name.”

Seeing her eyes, Jenny almost couldn’t breath. Gone was the frustration and anger, it all washed off of her like an unpleasant shower coming to an end. The brilliant blue eyes looked at her, waiting for her answer, and unconsciously, Jenny smiled. She didn’t even care that she had to spend half-an hour justifying her pet’s name to a stranger when she should have been at work. It didn’t matter anymore all of sudden.

“Yes, of course, uh, well…” Taking a deep breath, she tried to gather herself and figure out what to say next. “I recently bought this lizard, you see. I’ve only had him for little under a week, but he already seems to have gotten sick. He barely moves and won’t eat.”

It required every last ounce of willpower for Vastra not let herself become undone right there at the sight of Jenny’s radiant smile. She mentally cursed herself for getting too carried away with her unnecessarily snarky attitude, when she really should be helping Jenny tend to her lizard. Her demeanor softened considerably upon witnessing the apparent nervousness written all across Jenny’s face, and she smiled pityingly while gesturing toward the examination table in the middle of the room. “That does sound troublesome indeed, miss. I truly want to do everything I can to alleviate your lizard, but first I’ll need to ask that you take him out of the carrier cage for me.”

Jenny nodded, swallowing audibly as she walked over to the table, putting down the carrier case and opening it. Greeny was hiding in the furthest corner of the space, and she glanced at Vastra uncertainly. “Do you want to take him out?” She asked politely, standing by to lift him out herself if Vastra thought it was better. A little dumbstruck, Vastra nodded positively with a reassuring smile, “It would be my utmost pleasure, Miss Flint.”

Jenny’s ears instantly perked up upon detecting a mild, but still relatively evident Scottish accent among Vastra’s words, thus making her all the more attractive if that was even possible. Vastra went over to a cabinet on the wall where she retrieved a fresh pair of gloves, pulling them on with a satisfyingly audible snap.That simple action drew Jenny’s attention to Vastra’s exquisitely long fingers, which then set loose a chaotic whirlwind of very impure thoughts running through Jenny’s starstrucked mind;They might or might not, have been something along the lines of getting her body pinned against the office wall by the bewitchingly sexy veterinarian, and letting those surely capable fingers have their way with her. All that Jenny could do was keep biting her lip even harder, almost to the point of drawing blood, while simultaneously trying her best to appear normal in front of this goddamn goddess of a veterinarian. Jenny soon stepped aside to give Vastra access to the carrier and watched with baited breath as her hands reached into the carrier.

“That’s it, Greeny, who’s a good green lizard boy. Yes, come here to the nice veterinarian, I’m not going to hurt you,“cooed Vastra in such a beautifully soothing voice that it made Jenny want to laugh and her heart melt at the same time. Thanks to a bit of highly effective coaxing from Vastra, she finally succeeded in bringing Greeny out of his cozy carrier, holding him in a carefully firm, yet gentle grip.

Alas, everything was put into jeopardy, when the calmly quiet atmosphere of the room was suddenly interrupted by someone else bursting in through the door like a mighty blast of gale force wind.

“Madame! Strax is here to assist you, for the glory of this clinic!” The man standing and shouting in the doorway was short, buff and bald. He had slightly brown colored skin, and had Jenny not known any better, she would have compared him to an oversized, sentient cartoon potato. Only potatoes didn’t walk around screaming, nor did they dress like nurses. Still, in her mind Jenny decided to refer to…him? Him, as a potato.

The ruckus caused by Strax’s impromptu entrance did not sit well with Greeny, who began flailing his entire body within Vastra’s hands. That, in turn, caught Vastra off guard and she nearly dropped Greeny out of shock, but luckily she was able to catch herself at the last minute, and narrowly avoided getting her eye poked by one of the lizard’s sharp horns.

“Careful, Madame. The poky lizard would not do well on the floor.” Strax provided unhelpfully, the little potato not moving an inch and grinning like a madman at Vastra.

“STRAX! How many times must I tell you, not to be so BLOODY loud when you come into the office!” Barked Vastra in her exasperation at the rambunctious potato man. Then suddenly realizing the kind of language she had just used aloud, Vastra gave Jenny an apologetic grimace and said, “I am deeply sorry about this, Miss Flint, but my assistant can be quite….enthusiastic in his job sometimes.”

Inwardly, however, Vastra made herself a mental note to remember to kill the person responsible for feeding Strax the sherbert fancies that are making him obviously hyper.

Jenny merely shook her head. Nearly causing Vastra to drop Greeny aside, she found the little potato man quite adorable. “I believe it is fine. It does not appear to have been Mister Po…Strax’s intention to be disruptive. Right?” She smiled at the potato man, who smiled right back, as enthusiastic as ever before.

“Quite right, boy!” He confirmed, missing Jenny’s unamused expression as he turned his attention back to Vastra. “The Doctor was making coffee and thought you might be in need of assistance, Madame.”

Vastra was definitely looking forward to the Doctor’s funeral, in that case. As if this whole ordeal wasn’t already stressful enough, now that lanky buffoon had sent Strax in to cause even more trouble than necessary. This was just perfect, thought Vastra.

Jenny watched the two persons in front of her, swallowing hard as she felt the tension simmering between them. Vastra was obviously angry with Strax, but the latter was either too daft, or too oblivious of his surroundings to notice. Timidly, she spoke up. “Excuse me, I don’t mean to be a bother, but this appointment is coming out of my salary, so perhaps we can get on with it now?” She smiled half-heartedly, hoping it would be enough to get everything back on track.

Jenny’s voice cut right through Vastra’s flaring temper and brought her back to the situation at hand. Once again, she smiled sheepishly at Jenny saying, “Oh, yes, that we do indeed, for surely I would hate to put your paycheck at risk.” After taking a few seconds to compose herself, Vastra looked back toward Strax in silent resignation to address him with, “Alright, Strax, I’ll let you stay in here to assist me, but only if you promise to be quiet for God’s sake, and not touch anything until I tell you otherwise.”

Hearing that he was allowed to stay, Strax punched one of his short, stubby arms in the air, trying to make some kind of victory gesture. “I will help you Madame! For the glory of this clinic!”

Jenny laughed a little, not able to hold it back. Strax really was adorable. “Thanks. Scotland Yard doesn’t pay nearly as much as you’d think.”

Vastra paused in the midst of her inspection of Greeny the lizard to look at Jenny, equally impressed and curious. “Really, you work at Scotland Yard? Well, that does sound to be rather exciting, is it not?”

Jenny shrugged. “Yes ma’am, though it’s not very exciting. It’s mostly a lot of paperwork. Gets a bit lonely, too. That’s why I got a lizard - so I’d have some company that doesn’t require being walked three times a day and are allowed in my flat.”

“I see….even if it’s not as glamorous is you say, I have immense respect for anyone willing to risk their life in the name of justice at Scotland Yard. Although, I am sorry to hear that you’re feeling lonely,” spoke Vastra sympathetically, making casual conversation with her client as she continued to study Greeny. “I was just under the impression that such a seemingly likable, and decent girl as you would have plenty of friends to keep you company.”

Jenny blushed a little at Vastra’s glowing compliments, looking down at the floor. “I didn’t have many people before I joined Scotland Yard, and my current working schedule doesn’t exactly encourage lots of socialising and spending time with friends.” She bit her lip, trying not to let the other woman’s words get to her. It never bothered her that she had few people that she considered close to her, why would it now?

Vastra risked a brief discreet glance at Jenny and replied, “It would appear that you and I are the same in that regard, since I’m not exactly the type of person to put myself out there for all the world see. I’ll admit that I am much more adept at dealing with animals than I am with people. Apart from Doctor John, Clara, and even Strax, there’s actually nobody else that I can view as my friend.” Sensing Jenny’s increasing discomfort, Vastra then cleared her throat and decided to immediately change the subject. “I must say, Miss Flint, this is a really handsome Jackson Horned Chameleon you have here. It’s a shame that he had gotten sick so soon….what are his symptoms again, if I may ask?”

“He is not handsome, but well equipped for battle! It is most glorious!” Strax declared, before Jenny had a chance to repeat her lizards symptoms.

His eyes shone like stars as he spoke and Jenny found herself a bit uncomfortable by the thought that maybe he was attracted to things and people that could defend themselves. She shuddered.

“He’s not eating, and barely moving, ma’am.” Jenny told Vastra, trying to push Strax’s comment into the back of her mind where she’d never have to think of it again.

Vastra shot Strax a heated death glare as a warning before inquiring further, “Hmm, yes, he does appear to have lost some weight….what have you been feeding him?” Vastra then became aware of how Greeny was gradually curling himself against her arm, seemingly attracted to her natural body heat.

“I feed him insects. Mostly crickets, as instructions says.” Jenny said, looking straight at Vastra, a little questioning.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Asked a befuddled Vastra, afraid that she might have somehow offended her pretty client again. “I swear, I wasn’t trying to accuse you of any wrongdoing. Jackson Horned Chameleon diets are typically composed of insects and crickets, so at least you’re doing that right. Do you have some kind of enclosed habitat in your home to contain him in?”

Jenny nodded rapidly. She felt eager to please the gorgeous woman handling her lizard, wanted to show her that she was not some clueless person who just adopted an animal without a plan. “Yes, I have an enclosure at home, as one should have.”

Jenny’s confident statement was then rewarded with a dazzling smile of approval from Vastra that knocked all the air out of her lungs. Vastra’s tone was almost rather playful when she said,“Quite the responsible pet owner now, aren’t you? Very good, and can you please describe this enclosure to me?”

Jenny blushed at the praise, looking down at the floor, but glancing back at Vastra as she spoke,”It’s a mesh cage, as the guide said to avoid glass enclosures, and there’s a little tree for him to climb. That is about it.”

“Well I suppose that minimalism does have its appeal to some people, but I will advise you to add in a few more plants for his habitat,”Vastra suggested wisely. “What about the climate and average temperature of your home? Do you have any type of heat source that can be kept near Greeny’s cage?”

Jenny stared at her as though she’d suddenly grown a second head, or possibly a third eye. “Heat source? Climate?”

Jenny’s confused expression prompted Vastra to tilt her head, and lift one skeptical eyebrow as she spoke, “Miss Flint, you are aware of the fact that reptiles like Greeny are cold-blooded, and must gain heat from their surroundings in order to function, aren’t you? Or did they not teach you that back in grade school science class?”

At this, Jenny gave Vastra what she believed was the most apologetic smile ever to have existed, eyes quickly diverting and looking back down on the ground. The peach carpet sure was interesting to look at, Jenny decided. “I’m afraid I was never the sharpest one, ma’am. Haven’t had much education altogether, and can’t say I remember being taught anything about lizards.” She sighed, embarrassed. She had really hoped she would have done enough research to avoid exposing her rather lacking education in general.

The underlying sadness in Jenny’s words struck Vastra’s heart heavily, and she immediately regretted being so snide in her remark without actually meaning to. It physically pained her to see this beautiful, sweet young girl defeated by her own insecurities, which was preventing her from recognizing her full potential and self worth. Vastra, too, dropped her gaze to the floor as she was suddenly desperate to find something that could cheer up Jenny.

“There’s no reason why you should be embarrassed, Miss Flint,” Vastra began sincerely, eyes fixed onto Jenny’s depressed form. “Everyone makes mistakes sometimes, it’s a natural part of life. I know that you are trying your best to take care of Greeny, and I do not blame you for being uninformed regarding the biological anatomy of reptiles. You may not be well educated, but I can tell that you must possess a considerable amount of merit since you were able to get into Scotland Yard. So chin up a little, will you, for Greeny’s sake?” Vastra held up Greeny as if he was a sort of mascot in an attempt to uplift Jenny’s falling spirits, while acquiring a pleading puppy dog face herself to boot.

Jenny couldn’t help but smile a little. No one had ever tried so hard to encourage her and make her happy. If you want to be happy, you make yourself happy, her mom had used to say. But here this gorgeous veterinarian was, cheering her up like her life depended on it, and Greeny looking confused as he twisted around in her hands. “Alright, for you and Greeny.” She agreed finally, giving Vastra her largest grin.

Vastra released a little sigh of relief, and returned a pleasant smile of her own to Jenny; She was most delighted to witness how Jenny had transformed from a hopelessly wilted plant, to a lively blooming flower being fed by the rejuvenating waters of a spring shower. Another, albeit quite unexpected, result was that Vastra also found herself having a strange and powerful urge to always make Jenny happy like this in any way possible….depending on the probability of whether or not she’ll ever see her again at the clinic, that is. A part of her was already wishing and praying for Jenny to come back someday.

Vastra was so enraptured by her client’s joyous beauty, that it took her several minutes to find her tongue again. “Excellent! It is a scientifically proven fact that pets thrive much better when their owners possess a positive attitude, as opposed to being down in the dumps,”proclaimed Vastra, who included a sly wink to show that she was only teasing. “Now, I assume you will be glad to know that Greeny’s condition isn’t as serious as you think, and he can easily be cured with the use of a proper heat lamp. I’m sure that you will be able to buy one at your local pet store, or online if you prefer. Either way, I highly recommend that you get one as soon as possible, because Jackson Horned Chameleons need to be kept at a temperature of between 20 and 32 degrees celsius.”

At this point, Vastra didn’t mind in the slightest that Greeny was practically holding her arm captive, because the poor thing had clearly been deprived of warmth for so long.

Jenny nodded at her words, acting like a school kid confirming her teacher’s instructions for her homework assignment. “I’ll see about getting one uh…,”She glanced at the clock, trying to estimate how long she’d been there,”…on my way home. My shift’s over, by now, so I won’t really have anything better to do. Besides, the sooner Greeny gets what he needs, the better.” Jenny turned to Vastra and smiled, stretching out her hands expectantly.

“Smart thinking, Miss Flint, Greeny will certainly appreciate the sentiment. He should consider himself lucky having such a thoughtful and committed owner as you,” concluded Vastra while she prepared to give Greeny back to Jenny.

What was supposed to be a standard transaction suddenly became much more complicated when their hands touched upon Greeny. Both Jenny and Vastra gasped softly as sparks seemed to fly from the very first second they made that physical contact, feeling the invisible electricity race up their arms before ultimately exploding against their hearts. Their bodies trembled due to the sheer force of the impact, which continued to echo in massive rippling waves throughout their entire frame. Meanwhile, their overlapping hands had become extremely hot as if they were laying on a furnace, though the two of them fought the urge to jerk away lest they drop Greeny. The heat quickly spread to their faces, and their cheeks lit up with a blazing red color. Hearts pounding, palms sweating, minds spinning, neither Jenny nor Vastra had ever experienced anything this intense before, and they both struggled to fully comprehend what was happening to them. Eventually, they were able to remove their gaze from Greeny and locked eyes with each other instead. They immediately froze in place where they stood, as if some kind of mysterious unseen power had stripped them of all their ability to move. Everything else seemed to fade away until it was just the two of them left in this lofty, and surreal dimension that separated them from the rest of reality;The very air surrounding them had morphed and shifted itself, becoming significantly heavier with a daunting, unspoken question that loomed over their heads. Despite their current immobility, there was still a distinctly spiritual energy of restlessness that caused their souls to be irresistibly attracted to one another like opposite ends of a magnet. Vastra and Jenny both realized that something needed to be said if they were to break free of this awkward situation, but every word they meant to say instantly evaporated off of the tip of their tongues before they even had the chance, thus rendering their voices utterly useless.

Whether they liked it or not, they are completely, effectively, undeniably stuck.

They kept standing there, stagnant and unable to move for several more moments, before the door suddenly opened. Stepping in through the opening, was none other than Dr.John Smith himself.

“Strax, I need you! That pitbull that likes you is here and…” As he saw what he walked in on, he stopped, confusion quickly replaced by a mad grin. “Oh my…I’m sorry, Vastra, I thought you and Miss Flint would have been finished by now!” He let out a small laugh, and Vastra could see the joke in his eyes. “But I guess she required a lot of care!” He did a not-so subtle wink with his eye at this, and Vastra wanted to strangle him for his shameless behaviour.

The Doctor’s surprise intervention was enough to startle Vastra and Jenny into jumping apart from each other, with Jenny frantically clutching Greeny close to her chest. His gaze kept switching back and forth between the two women, as he was clearly relishing in the rare sight of a highly flustered Vastra. The other veterinarian glared daggers at him with laser point precision, being not thrilled at him barging into her office wearing that infuriatingly smug grin that she would love to tear off his face. Vastra fastidiously wiped her hands on her coat and hardened her facial expression, all in a futile attempt to make herself appear more dignified, yet the tell-tale fiery blush on her cheeks still remained. The Doctor always had the worst sense of timing, and Vastra hates the fact that this one incident has now given him basically unlimited ammunition to bombard her with.

“Ahem…uhh…Strax, it would seem that I will have to relieve you of your duties here at the present moment,” began Vastra calmly, as she was determined to pretend that nothing had ever happened. “Go ahead with Doctor Smith and report back to me when you are done.” She then turned her head to look directly at the Doctor and said to him, “And you, Doctor Smith, I simply cannot comprehend why you still insist on calling Miss Flint’s lizard a ‘she’ after we’ve been over it already. He did require a lot of care, but fortunately we were able to reach a viable solution. Now, do be so kind and remove yourself from my office, your unsightly hideous face is apparently causing Greeny some considerable discomfort.”

Vastra also made sure to punctuate her biting statement with an equally sardonic smile that told the Doctor ‘two can play at this game’.

“Ma’am!” Jenny couldn’t help the complaint that escaped her lips. Despite lacking in many other areas, Jenny had very good manners, and she knew what Vastra had said was not acceptable. Though the man had been immensely rude to his co-worker, and Greeny did look quite uncomfortable, it was simply not right to say such mean things to anyone.

John, however, didn’t seem as bothered by it. He simply gave her a wink and a smile, showing that it was all okay. “Don’t worry, my dear, the cold blooded tend to behave this way. Now, if you excuse me, I must be off.” Wasting no more time, John turned around and left the room, Strax hurrying to follow in his lead.

“Sir, wait for me!” He called out as he, too, left the room, short legs moving him as quick as possible away from Jenny and Vastra, leaving them completely alone once more.

Jenny glanced awkwardly around the room, trying to avoid looking at the veterinarian as she finally settled in with the task of putting Greeny back into his traveling cage. “Well, if there is nothing else, I suppose I should get going. I’ll remember to buy a heat lamp whenever I can.”

Jenny didn’t know why she was saying goodbye. She didn’t want to go, didn’t want to leave this gorgeous woman before her and likely never see her again. Yet, she had no choice, as there was no longer anything keeping her there. She sighed, deep and heavy.

Vastra’s head instantly swiveled back toward Jenny, her anger at the Doctor suddenly replaced with a grim sense of despair upon hearing Jenny say that. Truth be told, Vastra really didn’t want Jenny to leave either, but she knew she couldn’t risk violating professional business protocol by letting her suspiciously not-so-platonic feelings be revealed in front of this beautiful and lovely client, who had become the object of her affections. Rubbing the back of her neck with one hand, Vastra merely gave a small sheepish smile as she responded, “Yes, of course, it’s getting rather late….and I’m certain there are other clients that I need to attend to. Before I do that, though, I’d just like to say that it’s been my absolute pleasure helping you and Greeny today, Miss Flint.” Vastra paused for a moment, overcome with a sudden bout of self-consciousness, and temporarily diverted her gaze to the floor. She was soon able to look at Jenny again while her blue eyes shone faintly with optimism, and added, “I hope that you found my services here to be satisfactory then?”

Although they had gotten started on the wrong foot earlier, Vastra did genuinely mean what she said. Out of every other client that Vastra had come across during the course of her four year career at the clinic, none of them had ever fascinated or outright perplexed her quite like Jenny does. There was an unexplainable, penetrating, persistent feeling deep within her gut telling Vastra that maybe….just maybe….it will be different and special with Jenny. She had utterly no idea why she is willing to get her hopes up so high for this girl who she never knew existed until an hour ago, but at the same time she found herself unable to stop, too. While Vastra may be a certified know-it-all expert of lizards, she is actually terribly ignorant when it comes to matters of love.

Jenny couldn’t help but feel disappointed. After their hands had touched, she’d actually believed there was something between them, a connection perhaps. That maybe Vastra felt the same and shared even just a fraction of her own feelings. But, of course, not for her as she was just another worried pet owner. “Right. Yes, your service was excellent and much appreciated. Goodbye, Miss McIntosh.”

The two of them approached the door together, and there was a brief episode of awkwardly treading around eggshells, before Vastra finally insisted on holding the door open for Jenny to get through.

Glancing back wistfully at Vastra as she went, Jenny left the room, walking down the corridor and back to the waiting room. At the reception section, she saw Dr.Smith and the receptionist, Clara, standing there and chatting away amongst themselves. Quickly, Jenny tried to make a bee-line for the door, hoping to avoid any more awkwardness by escaping unnoticed. She really didn’t feel up to listening to another of the other veterinarian’s comments, with his painstakingly clear innuendos.

She was just about to open the door and step outside, when suddenly, she heard someone calling her name.

“Miss Flint, wait! Please don’t leave yet!

Jenny was able to recognize that voice as belonging to Vastra, who nearly tripped and fell over her feet while rushing to catch Jenny at the door before it was too late. Dr. John and Clara both ceased their animated conversation in favor of watching their co-coworker chasing after a particular client like a madwoman, which was something they’ve never seen before. Every muscle in Jenny’s body became notably rigid with anticipation, and she closed her eyes, gathering herself so that she could face the gorgeous veterinerian again without automatically falling apart on the spot. When Jenny finally turned around, Vastra was standing only ten inches away, looking rather out of breath as her chest heaved rapidly to refill her lungs with air, and there was a thin sheen of sweat covering her forehead. Even in this disheveled and exhausted state, did Jenny still considered Vastra to be the most extraordinarily attractive woman in the whole world. She also noticed that Vastra was holding a sheet of paper in her hand, inspiring a newfound sense of curiosity within her mind.

Once she had recovered enough of her energy to speak, Vastra said, “Pardon my, err, inconvenience, Miss Flint, but I’ve just realized that I forgot to ask for your phone number. It’s a precaution to help us keep in contact with you, in case any problems should arise with your pet, Greeny, later on in the future.”

Not really knowing what else to say, Vastra simply held out the sheet of paper in front of Jenny, silently requesting her to sign it.

Seeing the paper, Jenny couldn’t help but smile. It was only for Greeny’s sake, she knew, but a small part of her just couldn’t help but hope that there was something more to it. Smiling nonetheless, she took the offered paper and pen, quickly writing down her number before giving it back. As she did, however, a sudden and crazy idea hit her. “There you go. And, uh, if you wouldn’t mind, could I have your number as well? In case something does happen.”

It wasn’t until now that Vastra became aware of two other pairs of eyes watching them intently from across the opposite side of the room. Vastra blinked obliviously and tilted her head aside, trying to confirm if she had heard that correctly, or were her ears playing a false trick on her? Naturally, she found it hard to believe that anyone would ever want her number, especially this angelic, amazing young girl who she had been so insensitive to.

“Come on Vastra, do it!” Vastra could hear John whispering behind her back. “I know you can do it!”

“No way, she won’t!” Clara protested, indicating that there was probably a bet taking place between the two of them. “She’s always been all talk and no action!”

As soon as Clara said that, it was like two circuit wires had been inserted inside Vastra’s brain to shock it back to life again, and she managed to smile charmingly at Jenny. “I suppose that would be alright, even if it’s not something that I normally do,” answered Vastra, who then unceremoniously grabbed Jenny’s hand and scrawled her own number on it. “Well, there you have it! That’s actually all the information that I need, so….have a wonderful evening, Miss Flint.”

Vastra couldn’t understand why she just did that, writing her number onto Jenny’s bare hand instead of a piece of paper, like any other reasonable and normal person would.

Jenny smiled at her hand and turned around with the intention of walking out the door, but somehow ended up colliding headlong into it. Though a bit disoriented, Jenny was luckily able to find the door handle and swiftly exited the building. She wore a huge grin on her face, feeling more satisfied with herself than she’d been in a very, very long time. As she began heading down the sidewalk towards her apartment, Jenny abruptly stopped and carefully put the carrier on the ground. She then pulled out her phone from her pocket, typing the number on her hand into her phone’s contact list, and also taking a picture of her hand for good measure. She really didn’t want to lose the number, after having gone through so much just to get it.

And who knew? Maybe she would need to call and ask about Greeny….wait, who’s Greeny? Oh yeah, her pet lizard, how silly of her to forget for a minute there, again.

Still smiling, she bent down and picked up the carrier. “Love you little guy!”

Jenny truly did love Greeny. She had originally bought him to be less lonely, and now it seemed as though it had all worked out, in the best way possible.

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While I’m Alive (Owen Grady)- Chapter One

Chapter Two

"Are you sure this is what you want? It's not too late to back out."

I slid off my sunglasses and perched them on top of my head, simultaneously rolling my eyes. "Come on, Claire. I already got that talk from both my folks. I don't need you doing it too." I watched as she let out a dramatic sigh, one I recognized from years of close friendship. I bit back a grin, knowing it was driving her crazy that she couldn't talk me out of abandoning my old life for this one. I bumped her shoulder playfully with mine. "It'll be fun. Like old times."

"Yeah, except now your parents hate me for influencing you to drop everything and become an islander." She grumbled, lifting one of my duffel bags over her shoulder. "Car is this way." She said, leading the way off the docks and through the excited crowd.

"Would you stop?" I chided her, craning my neck to take in my new, breathtaking surroundings. Blue skies, a wide expanse of clear waters, white beaches, and so much green. How could anyone blame me for choosing this? "They know you had nothing to do with it. I made the choice to drop out months ago...you just offered me another option." The crowd thinned out as we made our way to a parking lot near the huge ship. A sleek, expensive looking SUV was glimmering in the sunlight. I let out a low whistle. "Nice ride. The company give you this?"

She shot me a look as she clicked a button on her keychain and the trunk lifted open. "Company car. Not mine, technically speaking."

"Sorta yours." I shot back with a grin. She rolled her eyes at me as we loaded the trunk, but I caught the tiny smile tugging at her lips. She was happy I'd decided to come. I knew it. But if she admitted it, she'd also be admitting she supported my decision to drop out of college. My life had always been a whirlwind of uncertainty and spontaneous decisions and Claire hated it. She was my opposite. Structured, organized, every little detail in place. Yet somehow, we were instant best friends. Yin and yang, or whatever the hell you wanna call it. We just clicked.

"The rest of your stuff will be dropped off later, I talked to the crew." Claire said as we wedged both my duffles into the back of the SUV and slammed the trunk shut. She turned to face me, hands on her hips. She looked every bit the business professional she was, in her tailored grey dress pants and crisp pink blouse, completed by a pair of black pumps. Me, on the other hand, in jeans, a t-shirt, and a battered pair of converse sneakers.

"You don't have to say it, but I know you're happy to see me." I smiled at her, and her lip twitched for a second before she finally relaxed and smiled back at me.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. You wanna see your new place first, or do you want the tour?" She asked, rounding the back of the car towards the driver's side. I climbed in the passenger seat, the leather seats unbearably hot from the tropical sun.

"Let's see this place of mine, drop off my stuff, and then you can show me around." I decided, clicking my seatbelt into place and settling back into my seat.

"Sounds like a plan." Claire agreed, the engine roaring to life as we backed out of the parking space and she steered us onto what looked like one of the only main roads on the island. "Everything you'll need is pretty much located near the park's midway. You'll probably be eating most meals in the cafeteria since there aren't any actual grocery stores on the island. Or anything else for that matter. Unfortunately there's not really much to do here."

I looked at her in surprise. "This is a theme park filled with real, live dinosaurs. How is there nothing to do?"

She gave me an amused smile by turning her eyes back on the road. "Once you've been here a while, the excitement kinda wears off. Most of the attractions will keep you busy for a while, though."

"Hell yeah they will. I can't wait to see me a T-Rex." I slid my sunglasses back on and grinned.

"How did I know you'd be the most excited about that one?" She asked, shaking her head.

I shrugged and propped my feet up on the dash. Claire gave me a pointed look, but I ignored her. "You know me too well."

"True...although I had no idea you were planning on leaving school." She added, carefully as though she was worried I'd be offended by my own decision.

Dust flew from underneath the tires as sped down the dirt road, taking curves and turns without slowing down. I smiled inwardly before answering, thinking about how her driving hadn't changed much. "I was bored. Why waste all that money when I'm not sure what I even wanna do for a living? Better to figure it out this way."

"Yeah, but, I mean what are you gonna figure out tending bar in a Margaritaville?" She asked, her voice purely curious. Not condescending, like the way it sounded when my parents asked me the same question.

"I dunno yet. But anything can happen. I'm not worried about it, Claire, so you don't need to worry either." I assured her.

She let out another sigh. "I know, Rylan, you've always been fine."It got quiet for a moment as I stared out the window, excitement building in my stomach. Maybe to Claire this place lacked the thrill it had when she first arrived, but this was all new to me. Not just the dinosaur part, but the living on an island in a different country part. I couldn't put a name to the feeling, but something was telling me that this was supposed to happen. That for whatever reason, my life was going to change here.

"So what about you, huh? I know business is booming, but what else? Any attractive men I should know about?" I asked, smirking at her.

Claire narrowed her eyes and I knew what her answer would be before she even said anything. "You know I don't have time for dating. I worked my ass off to get to the top here, not about to throw it away for a man."

I laughed. "So they're all scared of you?"

She cracked a smile and shot me a proud look. "They call me the ice queen."

This only made me laugh more, which eventually got Claire laughing. When we finally caught our breaths, she glanced at me. "So what about Parker? You guys over then?"

I made a face at the sound of my ex-boyfriend's name. "We've been over for months, Claire. He was the one who couldn't seem to understand that. Thank god this island is so hard to get to, or I'd be worried he'd pull some Romeo and Juliette shit to try and woo me and convince me to get back together with him."

Claire snickered. "Yeah, he was pretty bad."

"Seriously." I groaned, agreeing with her. "A stage five clinger. Don't know how we made it three whole months."

"Me either...I've never seen you let a relationship go on for that long."

"And I could say the same about you." I smirked.

"Touche." Claire said with a big smile.

Just then, we swung onto a different, narrower dirt road. Dozens of mobile homes dotted the grass on either side, some surrounded by neat gardens and patio furniture and others with makeshift chairs from stumps and milk crates. She drove slowly down the road, pulling to a stop in front of a twinkie shaped mobile home, the color of chrome. There was nothing in front but a single set of wooden steps leading up to the door.

"Home sweet home?" I asked, shifting to look at Claire.

She nodded. "Yup, hope you like it.""It's perfect!"

She gave me a doubtful look and I laughed. "I'm being serious. This is great."

We got out of the car and gathered what belongings I had with me. Claire dropped a silver key into my hand and I led the way to the door. I unlocked and pushed it open, and was met with the smell of fresh paint. The walls were a dull white color, the carpet brown. There was a small kitchen area to my right and a living room furnished with a couch, a coffee table, and a small TV to the left. A small, narrow hallway led to the tiniest bathroom I'd ever seen and a decent sized bedroom with a bed and a dresser.

"Anything else you need, you can just order and it can be shipped here. I know it's not much right now, but I tried to make sure you had at least some stuff." Claire shrugged, dropping my bag near the couch.

I gave her an appreciative smile. "Thanks, you're the best."

"I know." She answered.

I moved into the kitchen and started opening and shutting the cupboards, happy to see most of them were filled with mugs, glasses and plates. Although considering that Claire had said grocery stores were few and far between, I doubted I'd be doing much cooking. Which was fine, considering I was terrible at it.

"So where do you stay? I take it you upgraded from the mobile home brigade?" I asked, leaning against the counter.

Claire shifted uncomfortably. "Well, they gave me an apartment on park premises when I got promoted. It's a part of the hotel."

"Okay, you don't have to act all embarrassed about it. That's amazing, Claire. You deserve it for all the shit you do to keep this place up and running. And anyways, we both know I'm more comfortable here. When I'm in the mood to feel like royalty I can come crash with you." I shrugged.

Claire smiled appreciatively. "I really did miss you, Ry. Your optimism is borderline annoying."

"I take that as a compliment." I said proudly.

"So, should we go take a look around elsewhere? I can introduce you to your manager at the restaurant and show the ropes of getting around. You'll be on your own for dinner, though. I have a business meeting with the heads of the marketing branch."

"Sounds good, I think I can manage on my own. I am a big girl now, you know." I smirked.

"Only some of the time." Claire remarked from over her shoulder as we made our way back outside to the SUV. I paused to survey my surroundings, shielding my eyes from the sun as I admired the bright blue water of a huge lake that was just a short walk away.

The road that lead through the employee housing curved towards it and I could make out an oddly shaped house in the distance. Part mobile home, part beach shack.

"Who the hell lives out there?" I asked curiously, gesturing down the road.

Claire followed my gaze and let out a snort, rolling her eyes. "Oh that's just Owen Grady's private bungalow."

"Bungalow?" I repeated and grinned at Claire over my shoulder. "Sounds pretty fancy."

"Yeah, well, it's not. There's nothing fancy about Owen."

"Yeah? You don't sound like a fan." I turned my back on the so-called bungalow and climbed back into the car which was still cool from the air conditioning.

"You'll understand if you ever meet him. He's good at what he does, I'll give him that. Otherwise, he's incredibly irritating."

"I feel like you've said that about me before..." I joked.

"Yeah, well, you rubbed off on me. He didn't." She started the car and we rolled back towards the main road.

"I guess I'll have to see for myself just what this irritating, bungalow dwelling Grady is like." I shrugged, a slight teasing tone to my voice.

Claire let out another snort of laughter, checking her hair in the rearview mirror as we flew towards the park. The excitement I'd been feeling in my stomach ever sense I stepped onto the ship that brought me here seemed to magnify by about a hundred. It felt like I was in a dream. As disappointed at the rest of the people in my life were about my decision, I'd never felt more sure.

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Spelt, Red Fife and Rye Sourdough

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Spelt, Red Fife and Rye Sourdough

Spelt, Red Fife and Rye Sourdough

Submitted by Benito on March 14, 2020 – 7:17am.

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This is my first bake of this recipe from The Perfect Loaf by Maurizio.  I make a 800 g dough as follows.

Dough Formula 800 g dough

Weight

Ingredient

197 g

White bread flour

93 g

Whole Spelt

83 g

Whole Red fife

21 g

Whole Rye

332 g

Water 85% hydration

8 g

Salt

66 

Mature Levain

Hold back 20% of the water so hold back 64 g and use

268 g of water during Autolyze.  I added 32 g of the water to dissolve the salt and mixed.  Through the coil folds I would estimate that I added back another 15 g of water so my hydration would have been around 80%.

    Levain Build for 800 g dough

Weight

Ingredient

25 g

Mature starter

12 g

White Bread Flour

13 g

Whole Spelt Flour

25 g

Water

  Maurizio’s method below.

Method

1. Liquid Levain – 10:00 a.m.

Add the called for mature sourdough starter, water, and flour listed in the Levain Build section above to a clean jar. As I mentioned above, try to hit a final dough temperature of 78-80°F (26-27°C). Mix well and cover loosely for 3 hours.

2. Autolyse – 12:30 p.m.

Note: This dough has a fairly high hydration. If you’re familiar with the flour you’re using and you know it can handle it, proceed, otherwise, you might want to withhold more water through mixing than the 100g I do (I’d suggest 200g). Add this reserved water in slowly through mixing if it feels like the dough can handle the addition.

Add the called for flour and all but 100g of the water to a mixing bowl. Using your hands, mix to incorporate the ingredients until there are no dry bits of flour remaining. Cover, and keep somewhere at warm room temperature until it’s time to mix 30 minutes later.

3. Mix – 1:00 p.m.

Add the liquid levain, salt, and appropriate amount (add this reserved water in slowly as the dough handles it) of the remaining water to the mixing bowl holding the autolysed dough. Using your hands, mix everything until it comes together into a shaggy mass. Then, dump the bowl out to the counter and slap and fold the dough for about 8 minutes to develop strength. This is a wet dough, and it benefits from a little extra kneading time.

I recently uploaded a new post to my Baking Guides page with more information on the slap and fold technique, including the video below. Check out the Slap and Fold Guide Page for more information on this technique.

When the dough is mostly smooth and starts to hold its shape on the counter, transfer it to a container for bulk fermentation and cover.

3. Bulk Fermentation – 1:15 p.m. to 4:45 p.m.

During the three and a half hour bulk fermentation, give the dough three sets of stretch and folds. The first set will be 15 minutes after the start of bulk fermentation, then every 30 minutes thereafter. Let the dough rest after the last set of stretch and folds for the remainder of bulk fermentation.

4. Divide & Preshape – 4:45 p.m.

Fill a bowl with a little water and place near your work surface. Gently scrape out your dough from the bulk container onto your dry counter. Divide the mass in half using a bench knife and using a wet hand and the knife, preshape each half into a very taut round.

Let the dough rest, uncovered, for 20 minutes.

5. Shape – 5:05 p.m.

This recipe is nice shaped as a boule or batard, but I tend to prefer the long, oval shape because of how it slices. However, a boule is a nice change now and again — it’s up to you. If you do go with a batard, I would suggest shaping it a little tighter than usual, and when scoring, a double (or triple) score will help eke out a bit more rise.

I rolled the final, shaped dough on a towel with a layer of instant rolled oats spread from edge to edge to get them to stick to the exterior. Then, place the dough in the final proofing basket.

6. Proof – 5:10 p.m. to 9:00 a.m. (the next day)

Cover both proofing baskets entirely and put them in the fridge to proof overnight.

7. Bake – 9:00 a.m. (pre-heat oven at 8:00 a.m.)

Preheat your oven with a baking stone or Baking Steel inside to 500°F (260°C).

I baked these boules on my Baking Steel in my oven: see my post on how to steam your home oven for baking. However, you could also use a Dutch oven: see my post on how to bake with a Dutch oven (in which case don’t use a baking stone or Baking Steel).

The next morning, preheat your oven with baking stone/steel for one hour at 500°F (260°C).

    I baked these boules on my Baking Steel in my oven: see my post on how to steam your home oven for baking. However, you could also use a Dutch oven: see my post on how to bake with a Dutch oven (in which case don’t use a baking stone or Baking Steel).

The next morning, preheat your oven with baking stone/steel for one hour at 500°F (260°C).

  Score each piece of dough and load it using one of the two methods listed above, then turn the oven down to 450°F (232°C). Bake for 20 minutes with steam. Then, remove the steaming pans from inside the oven (or remove the lid to your Dutch oven) and bake for an additional 30-35 minutes, or until done.

Once fully baked, cool your loaves on a cooling rack for 1-2 hours.

  What I did slightly differently is that I did a coil fold 15 mins after completing the slap and folds.  I followed that 30 mins later with lamination of the dough which for the first time went super well, perhaps the spelt’s extensibility really made it easier than I have experienced in the past.  Then two more coil folds at 30 mins intervals.

  Another thing I did differently is that I actually pre-shaped, which I usually skip since I bake one loaf at a time so don’t have to cut the dough in half.  When I did the pre-shaping and the final shaping I only used water to prevent sticking to the countertop and absolutely no flour.  I was surprised that this worked as my one previous attempt at using only water was a horrible disaster.  I don’t know why this worked so well this time, maybe just luck?

  I otherwise followed his instructions until baking, since my dough is 800g vs his 1000g, I baked for 20 mins in my Dutch oven with lid on at 450ºF, removed the lid and dropped the temperature to 420ºF and baked for 10 mins, then replaced the lid leaving gaps by placing the lid across the Dutch oven to shield the bread and baked for a further 10 mins.

  The bread is cooling and won’t be cut until tomorrow at lunch so I’ll cross my fingers until then that fermentation went well and that the crumb will be good.  Of note, this was my first time using my starter after a 30 day vacation during which time it wasn’t fed at all.  The levain was built after only refreshing the starter 3 times.

Benny

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11 Best Rain Jackets (Rated & Reviewed)

Rain, rain, go away! We all wish the dark clouds away so they don’t spoil our outdoor adventures. But I’m sorry to tell you that crossing your fingers is probably not enough to drive those drops away. What you need, then, is a good rain jacket to keep you snug and dry.

But outdoor adventure gear like raincoats seem to be a dime a dozen. High-quality rain jackets usually come at a high cost. But I’ve done a lot of research and testing, and I’ve waded through all the different materials.

This list of the best rain jackets of the 2019 season will protect you from the elements. And the detailed guide on materials, features and jacket types to follow will prep you with all the information you need to pick out the absolute best rain jacket for your needs.

Best Rain Jacket Overall 

1. REI Drypoint GTX 

The Drypoint certainly lives up to its namesake by staying bone-dry. Add to this the extremely comfortable fit and highly mobile construction, and you have a coat that is ready to stand fast in the face of any rainstorm the world over. 

The Drypoint owes its badge of best rain jacket in part to its three-layer Gore-Tex design. This is certainly one of the most waterproof jackets I’ve ever come across. The hood compliments this by cinching down perfectly, regardless of headwear, and it offers excellent periphery sight-lines.

Amongst my jacket pet-peeves is turning my head only to see the lovely inside of my hood. The Drypoint hood, however, completely eliminates this by traversing with my head even during intense activities or wind. That’s absolute gold in my book! 

For the fit, you’ll find the Drypoint to be comfortable and stretchy. This makes the jacket optimal for just about any aerobic activity.

The shape, however, is a little boxy/roomy for most tastes. While this is perfect for layering in cold conditions, it can be a bit of a hindrance or eyesore if you’re trying to maintain a sleek profile. The material itself, while light, seems a little thin for the more intense activities that this jacket is marketed for, so try to take care. 

The Drypoint is by far the best rain jacket for overall use in my book for all uses. Keep dry, keep moving and keep stylish throughout the worst the weather can throw at you. (It’s also available in women’s).

Pros  Cons

Extremely breathable yet waterproof 

Very customizable and comfortable hood 

Excellent Gore-Tex waterproofing 

Lightweight for hiking 

Thin material may compromise durability 

‘Tent’ cut—good for layering but very roomy otherwise

REI Drypoint GTX Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

3-layer GORE-TEX

Insulation  No Weight 10.5 oz Material 20D Nylon  Price $$$

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Best Lightweight Rain Jacket 

2. Patagonia Storm Racer

Extreme outdoor adventurers – I’m talking to you ultralight runners and hikers out there – know what it’s like to count ounces. Every single piece of gear must earn its place and be worth the weight. It’s for exactly those situations that Patagonia created the Storm Racer. A mere six ounces of awesome water repellency that can pack down to just about nothing definitely makes this the best rain jacket for you gram counters! 

The Storm Racer achieves its lightweight status with a very thin 12D Nylon ripstop material and H2No water repellency shell. While I love how packable and light it is, I am worried about its overall durability as 12D as close to paper thin as we’ll see on this list. There’s one for women too! 

The nice trim fit offered by the Storm Racer is also a win as it maintains a very low profile for trail running or hiking. The hood continues this trend with a very low profile that is comfortable and offers a great field of view. Be aware, however, that with this snug design you won’t be able to get the hood over most helmets.

For the diehard runners and hikers out there, you can’t go wrong with the Patagonia Storm Racer. Lightweight, trim fit and entirely waterproof in the face of any rainstorm; this is certainly the best rain jacket for you. But if you tend to dabble in rock climbing, mountaineering or mountain biking, I’d recommend getting a tougher jacket. 

Pros  Cons

Very lightweight for extreme runners and hikers

Packs down very small

Great breathability

Poor durability, very thin material

Patagonia Storm Racer Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

3-layer H2No

Insulation  No Weight 6 oz Material 12D Nylon  Price $$$

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Best Budget Rain Jacket 

3. Marmot PreCip

Budget world travelers and frugal spenders unite. Marmot has an impenetrable reputation when it comes to quality outdoor adventure gear, their PreCip jacket is no exception. Excellent waterproofing along with comfortable mobility, and all for a price that won’t result in tear-swollen eyes. 

Marmot puts their NanoPro to use along with a Durable Water Repellent (DWR) finish that both work in tandem to definitively slam the door in rain’s face. You’ll stay nice and dry in everything from a morning mist to a full-on deluge, and the jacket is very comfortable and easy to use to boot. 

The PreCip moves very well for just about any activity, while the hood gives an excellent account of itself with excellent comfort and sealing. These two features combine to make a very cozy fit jacket that will be at home for any activity.

But what really makes the PreCip stand out, however, is its very reasonable price tag. At around only $100 retail, this jacket is absolutely perfect for folks who want all the benefits of the best rain jacket, but without a premier price tag. It’s available in women’s too.

The only drawback that I’ve come across worth mentioning for your consideration is the overall breathability of this item. While it doesn’t become a humid jungle in there, you’ll almost certainly notice a decrease in airflow compared to other models. However, Marmot has thoughtfully included pit zips that help greatly in this department! 

Pros  Cons

Excellent waterproofing at reasonable price

Fold-away hood 

Armpit zips for improved ventilation 

Not as breathable as similar jackets 

Marmot PreCip Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Marmot NanoPro

Insulation  No Weight 13 oz Material Nylon Ripstop Price $

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Best 4-Season Rain Jacket 

4. Arc’teryx Beta AR (All-Round)

When it comes to quality craftsmanship, Arc’teryx often comes to mind. Firmly entrenched in the intense outdoor adventure niche, you can always expect top-tier quality and their Beta AR jacket perfectly follows this trend. Nearly indestructible construction and impenetrable waterproofing both come together to make the best rain jacket for year-round adventurers. 

The tough construction is courtesy of 40-80D Gore-tex layering that will hold up to just about everything short of a full-on rock slide, and will help keep you nice in warm in every frigid condition. I absolutely love Arc’teryx’s foresight where the tougher 80D material is reserved for high impact areas such as shoulders and forearms. The 40D material conversely covers the rest of the coat to provide excellent durability and waterproofing where you most need it without driving the weight of the whole jacket through the roof. 

Atop this is a very handy drop-hood-collar combination. The hood is large enough to shield any helmet but adjustable enough to stay in place, while the collar protects your chin and neck. And yes, there’s a style for women!

The one primary drawback I found is the waist. The rest of the coat is perfectly designed to allow for layering during cold conditions, but the waist seems just a little short to me. When wearing a hip-belt and bending over, the bottom of the coat can scoot up into the hip-belt which is always uncomfortable and makes for an awkward shimmy as you work it back into place. 

Nevertheless, the Beta AR is a powerhouse of durability and protection that clearly earns its title of best rain jacket for all seasons.  

Pros  Cons

Incredibly durable construction

Armpit zips for improved ventilation 

Helmet-friendly hood 

Waist seems a little short

Very expensive 

Arc’tery Beta AR Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore-Tex 

Insulation  No Weight 16 oz Material 40-80D Gore-Tex Price $$$$

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Best Men’s Rain Jacket 

5. Outdoor Research Foray

Gentlemen, from walking the dog on a rainy day to pushing your way through a rainforest with a pack on your back, you’ll need a reliable and comfortable barrier between you and shivering, damp misery. The versatile Foray by Outdoor Research is my best recommendation to achieve that barrier and the best rain jacket for any occasion.

The Foray’s versatility is derived from an exceptionally hefty and durable build that at the same time boasts a surprising amount of ventilation to keep it comfortable in all conditions. You have a thick, 50D, Gore-tex material to thank for this durability that will see you safely from cities to mountains. And massive, ventilated pit zips that zip all the way down for “poncho mode.”

What the 50D material buys you in durability, however, it’ll cost you in weight. Coming in at 16.3 ounces, this is definitely one of the heaviest rain jackets I’ve seen and will make its bulky presence felt. If you don’t mind the bulkiness, or simply need the tough construction, then definitely rock on.

For men anywhere in the world who are caught out in wet conditions, the Foray is the tough bulldog of a jacket. A beefy build, comfy fit and reliable performance all come together to make this coat the best rain jacket for men currently on the market. 

Pros  Cons

Excellent Gore-Tex Waterproofing 

Good durability 

Large Armpit Zips for ventilation 

Outdoor Research Foray Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore-Tex Paclite

Insulation  No Weight 16.3 oz Material 50D Polyester Price $$

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Best Women’s Rain Jacket 

6. Outdoor Research Aspire

Outdoor Research once again makes my list for the best rain jacket, but this time for the women adventurers. Like its male counterpart, the Foray, the Aspire jacket does an excellent job of blending comfort, breathability and, of course, waterproofing for an all-around solid performance in nearly every damp circumstance out there. 

The 50D polyester Gore-Tex blend works wonders to make this article both entirely waterproof and very durable. Whether you’re pushing your way through bushes and trees on a hike, scrabbling over rock or simply climbing in your own window after forgetting the key, you’ll find the Aspire up to any challenge. 

Unfortunately, these thick materials and intense waterproofing usually puts a damper on breathability. Outdoor Research’s Gore-Tex with Paclite, however, maintains excellent airflow to keep you comfortable while facing down a storm. The jacket also artfully includes full-length arm-pit zippers to turn this jacket into a poncho for a quick heat dump, if needed. 

While this jacket is certainly heavier than your average rain shell, rest assured that you’re bringing a tough and dependable heavyweight into the ring that will stand up to all the rain beatings the weather dishes out.

Pros  Cons

Excellent Gore-Tex Waterproofing 

Good durability 

Large Armpit Zips for ventilation 

Outdoor Research Aspire Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore-Tex Paclite

Insulation  No Weight 13.7 oz Material 50D Polyester Price $$

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Best Rain Jacket for Hiking 

7. Arc’teryx Zeta SL (Superlight)

Here we have the lighter cousin to the Beta AR that is specifically designed for the trail. Get all the benefits Gore-tex and wind-proofing, but in a wonderfully light shell that packs down to almost nothing to make it the best rain jacket for hiking. 

The lightweight is thanks to an effective two-layer Gore-tex Paclite blend that provides an excellent shield against the elements, yet cuts down ounces at the same time. But what we gain in portability and packability, however, we oftentimes lose in durability. The Zeta eliminates the thicker reinforcing material often found in high abrasion areas – shoulders and forearms – and I, therefore, worry about the durability in the long run with backpack shoulder straps rubbing constantly. 

It’s just for that reason that Arc’teryx markets this as an emergency shell. It’s not meant for the everyday grind of the trail. But if those clouds do happen to burst, this is by far your best option for impenetrable waterproofing and ease of packing. The women’s version works the same way.

When you’re therefore hitting the trail for anything from a single-day hike to multiple days out in the elements, the Zeta SL is a must have in case of rain! Lightweight, great waterproofing, and specially designed with the trail in mind; this is definitely the best rain jacket.   

Pros  Cons

Excellent Gore-Tex Waterproofing 

Very packable

Lower weight than other gore-tex options 

Emergency shell only  

Little bit pricy

Arc’teryx Zeta SL Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore-Tex

Insulation  No Weight 10.6 oz Material 40D Gore-Tex + Paclite 2 Layer Price $$$

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Best Backpacking Rain Jacket

8. Columbia Outdry Ex Featherweight Shell

Columbia uniquely cuts out the standard outer layer of a rain jacket, instead, relying solely on the waterproof membrane. And they’ve certainly created the best rain jacket for backpacking in the process. 

The Outdry waterproof membrane does a fantastic job of shedding water during prolonged rain exposure and allowing for air transfer at the same time to keep you comfortable. This is due to the fact that eliminating the typical outer layer also eliminates an extra layer that air has to pass through. Therefore, it’s much easier for air exchange, and thus you’re much more comfortable!

So long-lasting waterproofing and breathability? Sounds like a backpacking winner to me for multiple days on the trail! 

The danger in putting the waterproof membrane on the outside, however, is durability. If that membrane is scraped, scratched or otherwise damaged, then your waterproofing is immediately compromised. After extensive testing, I have to admit that I haven’t damaged it yet, but it’s something I’m definitely aware of. 

This Outdry system also results in a uniquely shiny appearance. I’ve met folks that have either loved or hated it, so take a good long look before you go ahead with your purchase! 

Appearances aside, this coat is undoubtedly a solid and refreshingly lightweight option that is sure to keep the wet out and cool air in. While not boasting as many bells and whistles as other highly technical oriented coats, this is still the best rain jacket for backpacking that you can find. It’s available in women’s, too. 

Pros  Cons

Excellent breathability for such good waterproofing 

Very lightweight 

Shiny look is a bit of an acquired taste  

Less durable than other options

Columbia Outdry Ex Featherweight Shell Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Outdry

Insulation  No Weight 8.8 oz Material Nylon Ripstop Price $$

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Best Travel Rain Jacket 

9. North Face Venture 2

The North Face is a trusted brand for mountaineers and adventurers in every corner of the planet, and I’m constantly impressed by their consistent quality and craftsmanship. This all holds true for the Venture 2 to make it the best rain jacket for travel with solid performances in almost every criteria. 

In the weatherproofing criteria, North Face’s DryVent tech—utilizing layered polyurethane—works very well to keep the damp out in most conditions. The DWR finish at the same time reliably repels rain for the long run to keep the coat performing admirably for city or trail use. 

I’m also impressed by the very durable construction that you get for such a low price tag. The 70D thick material definitely holds up to hiking. As you might expect, however, having such a thick coat does come with a couple of drawbacks. 

For one: the bulky fit. Great for layering, but it can feel a little baggy and unwieldy. The hood is, surprisingly, the exact opposite of this description and won’t fit over helmets. So look out traveling climbers! Nevertheless, the overall hood design is very straightforward plus comfortable, and it works nicely to protect your dome from the elements. 

The different color options will spice up your entire trip too, to easily make the Venture 2 the best rain jacket for you travelers out there (including women travelers).

Pros  Cons

Huge number of color options 

Budget friendly 

Good venting options – Armpit zips 

Packable 

Smaller hood – doesn’t fit over most helmets 

Could be more breathable 

North Face Venture 2 Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

DryVent 

Insulation  No Weight 11.6 oz Material Nylon Ripstop Price $

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Best Breathable Rain Jacket 

10. Mammut Wenaha

We all like breathing, and so does your skin. To keep that clammy, progressing-towards-jungle-conditions-air away from the inside of your coat, we have the Wenaha by Mammut. Soft inner lining, armpit zips and excellent air flow all come together to form what is definitely the best rain jacket for breathability and keeping cool in all conditions! 

Mammut expertly puts their Gore-Tex Paclite material to use by completely locking out all moisture for entering, and yet allowing enough airflow to prevent you from turning into a mobile sweat machine. However, heavy hiking or running can inevitably result in some heat buildup. In that case, the armpit zips are perfect for a quick and seamless heat dump without having to fully unzip, or remove the jacket. 

I’m also a huge fan of the very smooth and comfortable inner material that not only makes this jacket a pleasure to wear, but it also keeps it from sticking to your skin in those hotter circumstances. Exteriorly speaking, the Wenaha cuts a very trim and sleek profile that looks natural in just about every situation. The same goes for the women’s version. Nobody said your adventure raincoat couldn’t be classy too! 

The exceptional airflow, heat-dumping capacity and comfortable fit easily make the Wenaha the best rain jacket for a cool and comfortable experience. To be fair, the tough design has resulted in a fairly hefty coat at 1lb, but to have all that durability and still maintain great breathability is a unique success right there!  

Pros  Cons

Excellent breathability 

Great trim fit 

Very durable construction 

Mammut Wenaha Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore-Tex Paclite

Insulation  No Weight 16 oz Material Polyester Price $$

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Best Packable Rain Jacket 

11. Montbell Versalite

For stuffing a rain jacket into your pack, car, or pocket, the Versalite by Montbell is definitely the best rain jacket. Extremely light with its own dedicated stuff-sack and impressive waterproofing, just fold and forget! 

Weighing in at a mere 6.4 ounces, this jacket is a trifle to stuff in an unused nook or cranny. While not quite as light as my favorite lightweight rain jacket—Patagonia Storm Racer—what sets the Versalite apart is the included stuff sack.

Almost nothing makes me shiver and curse more when whipping out a rain coat than to find it’s already wet! Horrible, right? Well, the included stuff sack is also water resistant, which is absolutely glorious for storing on the outside of a hiking pack for easy access! The women’s jacket works the exact same way.

Now the downside, at a mere 10D thickness, this rain coat is incredibly thin. Again, great for packing, cramming, stashing, or whatever you do; but poor for longterm durability. Therefore, I suggest treating it gently for optimal lifespan. 

The Montbell Versalite is without a doubt the best rain jacket for you space constrained individuals! This jackets will fit just about anywhere, be protected by its stuff sack, and be bone-dry when the time comes to throw it on in a hurry! 

Pros  Cons

Very lightweight 

Dedicated water resistant stuff-sack

Excellent waterproofing for a two-layer coat   

Very thin which may compromise durability 

Montbell Versalite Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore Windstopper

Insulation  No Weight 6.4 oz Material 10D Ripstop Nylon Price $$

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What Are the Best Rain Jacket Buying Considerations? 

Not all rain jackets are the same! Some are heavy-duty constructions that are meant to hold up to absolutely everything you can throw at them, while others are very lightweight shells for the weight counters out there. There are also differences in quality, material and function to consider that all add up to a daunting quagmire of options, so how do you decide?

That’s why I’m here! I’ve itemized the critical coat criteria from start to finish so you know exactly what you’re looking at along with its strengths and weaknesses. So let’s jump straight in. 

1. Weight

In general, heavy duty thick jackets will weigh more than the ultralight shells out there. Now for standard day-to-day use, this is can become a non-issue where a few ounces won’t keep you from getting to work on time. But there are circumstances where weight is everything! 

Think ultralight distance hikes or extreme trail running and marathons. In those situations, every single ounce counts and must earn its place. A featherlight shell that still keeps the rain at bay and packs down to almost nothing is very valuable. 

Therefore, depending on your intended activity, keep an eye on jacket weight!

2. Waterproofing

All rain jackets are completely waterproof, right? Well, not exactly. Nearly every brand has its own method to achieve their waterproofing—and all with varying degrees of success. 

The basic system seen on the market is a bare two-layer system that features a waterproof coating plus a mesh layer to protect it. These tend to be on the bulky side and often lack breathability. They’re therefore very basic and I’d only recommend them for occasional and casual use, except with a couple notable exceptions above.

Not having the proper waterproof gear can really ruin your trip!

The tried-and-true method is the standard three-layer system in which the waterproofing is sandwiched between two protective and durable layers. These tend to be the most effective and, therefore, the most expensive options on the market, with excellent moisture protection and breathability to keep you comfortable at the same time. 

The actual method of waterproofing, however, also varies greatly. Many companies have their own proprietary method, such as Columbia’s OutDry or Marmot’s NanoPro or Patagonia’s H2No, and most work extremely well. But remember that water is incredibly persistent and can sometimes seep through with prolonged exposure, and not all jackets are immune. So reference the reviews above and remember that established adventure brands are the best bet.

But there’s yet another avenue for water to find its way under your coat, and that’s due to poor feature design. 

3. Features

Why do you want the best rain jacket on the market? Is it for running or traveling or rainy commutes? Whatever the reason is, it drastically influences what features you want to be on the lookout for. 

Hoods, for one, vary drastically from coat to coat. Basic models will feature an equally basic hood with maybe one, or none, cinch cords to help tighten it around your head. Other models will go into much more details with two or more levels or securing the hood to ensure that it moves with you from side to side, gives you a wide field of view and, of course, keeps out the rain the whole time. Finally, if you’re planning on helmet wearing activities, make sure your hood is big enough to cover it, or comfortable enough to wear under! 

Cinching wrists are another feature that are incredibly useful as nobody enjoys the sensation of dampness creeping up their arm from a leaky wrist. Similarly, a sealable or adjustable waist is also very useful for the exact same reason! 

A final feature that I’d like to cover is armpit zips. When the heat starts to build up inside a coat from hard activity, it’s like a breath of fresh air to be able to unzip and dump some warmth without having to take off the whole coat. I’m particularly fond of coats with full-length zips so you can transition into poncho mode when needed. But also remember, another culprit of heat buildup can be poor jacket breathability.  

4. Breathability

Almost nothing is worse than slipping into a raincoat and later finding that you’re just as wet anyway from your own humidity and sweat, might just as well rinse off in the rain! The trick for coat manufacturers is, therefore, to develop a material that keeps rain and dampness from getting in, yet allows moisture and vapor to escape. 

The general leader of the pack in this department is Gore-Tex. It’s been applied far and wide for both raincoats and boots, and it’s generally a fairly safe option. Other companies have recently been developing alternatives—recall Columbia’s OutDry or Marmot’s NanoPro or Patagonia’s H2No?—that all also work to combine waterproofing and breathability. 

One important note to consider is that high-quality, and equally high pricing, ultralight (UL) raincoats typically do not include extraordinary breathability. They are focusing on trimming weight wherever they can, cutting out all non-essentials, and breathability often does not make the cut. 

UL options aside, the better the coat you opt for from an established brand, the better breathability you’re paying for. But you don’t only benefit from just a cool ride by choosing high-quality items. I truly cannot overstate that the more you focus on superior products from reputable brands, the more likely you are to buy your best rain jacket ever in every criterion. 

5. Cost and Quality

I know it hurts, but if you want the best rain jacket on the market, you’re probably going to have to pay for it. The jackets with top-tier durability, waterproofing, breathability and features will undoubtedly set you back a pretty penny. But I find it always helps to consider this point: Would you rather be stuck out in the woods, on a mountain or even on your way to work in the driving rain with a mediocre coat that essentially just filters the water for you? I think not! So take the time, consider your options and intended activities, and pick out the best rain jacket that fits your lifestyle and will benefit you the most! 

The next time you’re hiking, biking, running, just commuting to work or doing just about anything caught in the rain, you’re going to be glad you’ve been prepped on the best rain jackets on the market.

You know the materials, you have your required features in mind and you understand the importance of breathability. And, finally, you have a complete list of the best rain jackets for nearly every occasion. So take a look, pick out the jacket that will work best for you and let the adventuring begin rain or shine! 

Have fun and stay safe, eh?

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60BUY IT E27 Clear Glass Globe Pendant: Keep your look minimalist. This clear glass pendant with brushed brass finish is a bright idea for your kitchen or lounge. Buy them in 20 or 25 centimetre widths.

456BUY IT Caviar Pendant: Make your dining room simply irresistible. These classy pendants show off their inner steel perforations, which mimic the look of copper tassels. A nickel finish and choice of three hanging heights make these globes to die for.

59.99BUY IT Brushed Brass & Clear Glass Globe Pendant Light: Available in clear, black, gold and silver, these brass-topped pendants offer a less dramatic design. Adjust their hanging height, and feel more at ease with their one-year warranty.

235BUY IT Pelé 1-Light Globe Pendant: Shield your eyes with a row of soft, white globes. These beauties form subtle teardrops over your kitchen counter or bedside table, creating a warm, relaxing mood.

1033BUY IT Colorful Glass Globe Pendants: Spice up your interior with these colourful glass globes. Mouth-blown and hand-painted, let their black fabric cords hang in your dining or bedroom in six shades.

116BUY IT Cerebrus 1 Color Gradient Glass Globe Pendants: Don’t want bulbs with full-on colour? Try these gradient pendants out for size. Hand-blown and unique in every iteration, they’re a dream to install.

1024BUY IT Organic Pear-Shaped Globe Pendant: Bigger does mean better, with these gorgeous pear-shaped shades. Coloured in either smoke, clear or green glass, their hand-blown forms are crafted in Poland.

45BUY IT Hand-blown Teal Glass Pendant With Gold Accents: Turn on a light the neighbours won’t have. Hand-blown from lead-free soda lime glass, these unique, rounded designs could look a treat in your bathroom.

100BUY IT Faceted Clear Glass Globe Pendant: Go beyond the standard bulb. This clear pendant made of metal, glass and plated antique brass gives off vintage vibes without the second-hand store scouting.

293BUY IT Cool Distorted Glass Globe Pendant: Like a light that looks out of the ordinary? The Mini Jasper uses transparent glass on its outer, opal glass on its inner for a truly unique light. Hand-blown and hand-paddled, its crafted forms are low voltage.

49BUY IT Copper Finish Globe Pendants: Copper knows how to make a statement. These dazzling pendant globes are copper-plated, have adjustable cords and are inner-chromed for output. Cluster them in threes for maximum impact.

80BUY IT IC Lights S Pendant: Get the cheaper version of a design classic. Made from glass and metal with a bronze finish, this minimalist pendant sheds soft light over your bedside table. Buy the original here for extra kudos.

150BUY IT Modern White Globe Pendant Light: Want something elegant, yet standard? These lights in etched opal glass don’t make a fuss over your dining table or kitchen counter.

372BUY IT Glass Globe Pendant With Amber Core: Sometimes the best globes are subtly brilliant. This pendant with a five-year warranty features mouth-blown opal glass, achieving depth of light and cleaner illumination. Its rich, smoky amber tones emanate from the inside, as its clear glass band offers a soft finish.

297BUY IT Nautical-Style Glass Globe Pendant: Let your pendant’s cord do the talking. This clear glass bulb is propped up by a hook, replica fishing reel and antique metal elements for a nautical decor.

212BUY IT Glass & Bronze Pendant Light: Change your room’s ambience, with the help of your pendant. This etched glass, bronze finish ensemble tilts its shade to reveal a series of candles underneath.

78BUY IT Gradient Color Globe Pendant: Inject some subtle metallics into your living space. Complete with a one-year warranty, this elegant globe pendant colours its ombre top gold.

130BUY IT 3 Globe Glass Pendant: Create light in numbers. These clear, sanded glass shades house Edison bulbs inside.

250BUY IT Multi-Globe Clear Glass Pendants: Raw brass fixtures hold up this cluster of five pendants, perfectly hand-made in glass for above bedside tables.

78BUY IT Wooden Multi-Globe Pendant Lights: Treat your interior to some Japanese-inspired light fixtures. Carved from wood, this cluster of round globe pendants feature adjustable cords to achieve the right height.

249BUY IT Verner Panton VP6 Topan Pendant Lamp: Have a mid-century modern interior? These legendary Topan pendants were the brainchild of Verner Panton, one of the fathers of mid-century modern design. First concepted in 1960, they are Danish-made from metal and stainless steel.

99BUY IT Industrial-Style Meshed Globe Pendant Light: Hang a pendant light in the industrial style. These three bulbs with adjustable, rotating sockets are dimmed by metal shades and hung from ten-foot black cords.

2670BUY IT Light Pattern-Producing Decorative Pendant: Designed by Bruno Rainaldi, the pattern-producing Magdalena Suspension steals any interior’s show. Made of laser-cut metal, its light shines out of its intricately-cut, Italian-made edges in white, nickel and gold.

224BUY IT Planet-Shaped Pendant Light: Looking for a non-standard material? The Moon Scraplight Pendant is made of recycled cardboard. Looking uncannily like Jupiter, each pendant is cut with lasers and handmade with non-toxic adhesive.

211BUY IT Glass Pendant Light With Moon Texture: Obsessed with the moon? Hang it over your bedside table, with this blue-tinted, glass pendant creation.

120BUY IT 3D-printed Moon Pendant Light: Take your lighting’s technology to the moon and back, with a 3D-printed, polylactic acid globe. Its shade is energy-efficient, odourless and non-toxic to boot.

915BUY IT Satellite 1-Light Cluster Pendant: Secretly obsessed by space? Subtly show your fervour with this set of solar pendants, centred around one light in the middle. Made from lacquered thermoplastic discs, not globes, their LEDs tempt under their black-lacquered canopy.

237BUY IT Zuo Intergalactic Ceiling Lamp: Dare to be different with an artistic globe pendant. This creation is made from overlapping metal discs.

97BUY IT IKEA PS 2014 Death Star Lamp: Make Star Wars come to life in your living room. This exploding polypropylene/polyamide globe can switch from brighter to softer by pulling its string.

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148BUY IT Large Globe Pendant Light: Prefer daisies instead? The Ikea PS Makros wears daisies on its steel outer, projecting them on the wall with its inner light.

370BUY IT Geometric-Style Polygon Face Metal Mesh Globe Pendant: A great globe pendant has many sides. This multi-faceted find goes geometric in mesh and metal.

635BUY IT Low Poly-Style Globe Pendant: Find a pot of gold inside your pendant. The Scotch Club Pendant Light from Marset, first designed in 2013, houses 72 internal faces reflecting light in all directions. Its metal and ceramic mix is available in white, blue, terracotta and black outers.

40BUY IT 3D Sunburst-Style Globe Pendant: Make your glass pendant look like you splashed it with paint. This modern dome is designed to work on standard, slanted and even textured ceilings.

241BUY IT Corvi Modern 3-Light Globe Pendant: Hang a light that’s soft and undulating. This fully-covered shade, also available in red, provides a feeling of serenity whilst you hide beneath the bedcovers.

112BUY IT Galileo Globe Light: Have a beach house you’d like to accessorise? This shell-shaped pendant could be the perfect fit. Made from metal and plastic, its nature-inspired contours make its inner bulb softer.

223BUY IT Peeping Sphere Globe Light: Winning the 2010 HD Expo’s Product Design Award, this artistic piece by Oscar and Sergi Devesa uses its central diffuser to mute harsh light. Hang it above your dining table for a cheaper alternative to the famed Vibia Citrus Pendant .

37BUY IT Oil-Rubbed Bronze Ring Globe Pendant Light: Create a medieval dining room or lounge. This vintage metal globe encases an Edison bulb inside an oil-rubbed bronze finish. Adjust its inside rings to your favourite composition.

1925BUY IT Rustic-Style 8 Light Globe Pendant: After something more modern? This sleeker, chain-hung design is made of metal in the US.

81BUY IT Country-Style Rustic 3-Light Rope Globe Pendant: Pretend you’re starring in Game of Thrones. This metal, cast iron-look chandelier inside a hemp rope reminds of roaring firesides.

143BUY IT Globe Pendant Made Of Wrought Iron Rings: The perfect compromise between a natural rattan pendant and cast iron chandelier, this unusual fixture ticks many design boxes. Hang its wrought iron form in a rustic entrance, or make it a statement in an office or small enterprise.

259BUY IT Wooden Ring Globe: Prefer a more natural vibe? This globe pendant is made from kiln-dried oak, its light fixture and chain from antique forged iron supplies.

168BUY IT Modern Globe-Shaped Pendant Light Made With Wooden Rings: Need a pendant light you can pack back down again? This collapsible, natural wood fixture can be configured to your tastes – and folded down flat again to help you move.

1740BUY IT Sculptural Wood Veneer Globe Pendant: Hang a globe pendant you can feel good about. This twisted wood find is sourced from Forest Stewardship Council-certified forests. Its wood tone changes as it grows older.

341BUY IT Modern-Style Black Metal Globe Pendant: Get a stylish pendant clothed in chrome. This black beauty could cause a stir in a modern lounge or dining room.

125BUY IT Wicker Globe Pendant: Go back to basics. This solid globe pendant, handmade in wicker, is easy to match to a range of interiors.

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538BUY IT Sculptural Globe Pendant Made From Hand-folded Plastic & Paper: This globe pendant brings new meaning to handmade. First concepted in 1944, each piece is hand-folded from plastic and paper.

33BUY IT Outdoor LED Globe Pendant: Buy the quintessential rattan pendant globe. Constructed from willow branches, this light steals the scene at any outdoor gathering.

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50 Beautiful Globe Pendant Lights: From Metal To Glass To Paper

Nothing jazzes up a space quite like a globe pendant light. Whether hung over your dining table, illuminating your kitchen or creating harmony in your bedroom, globe pendants add elegance and style to areas we inhabit everyday. Our top fifty list of globe pendant lights takes you on a journey across different designs and materials that can complement your home. Whether you’re going for minimalism in glass, something sleeker in copper, a more rustic look in wood or a light that looks like a world map, you’re in for a treat. Take a peek at our list to see for yourself.

60BUY IT E27 Clear Glass Globe Pendant: Keep your look minimalist. This clear glass pendant with brushed brass finish is a bright idea for your kitchen or lounge. Buy them in 20 or 25 centimetre widths.

456BUY IT Caviar Pendant: Make your dining room simply irresistible. These classy pendants show off their inner steel perforations, which mimic the look of copper tassels. A nickel finish and choice of three hanging heights make these globes to die for.

59.99BUY IT Brushed Brass & Clear Glass Globe Pendant Light: Available in clear, black, gold and silver, these brass-topped pendants offer a less dramatic design. Adjust their hanging height, and feel more at ease with their one-year warranty.

235BUY IT Pelé 1-Light Globe Pendant: Shield your eyes with a row of soft, white globes. These beauties form subtle teardrops over your kitchen counter or bedside table, creating a warm, relaxing mood.

1033BUY IT Colorful Glass Globe Pendants: Spice up your interior with these colourful glass globes. Mouth-blown and hand-painted, let their black fabric cords hang in your dining or bedroom in six shades.

116BUY IT Cerebrus 1 Color Gradient Glass Globe Pendants: Don’t want bulbs with full-on colour? Try these gradient pendants out for size. Hand-blown and unique in every iteration, they’re a dream to install.

1024BUY IT Organic Pear-Shaped Globe Pendant: Bigger does mean better, with these gorgeous pear-shaped shades. Coloured in either smoke, clear or green glass, their hand-blown forms are crafted in Poland.

45BUY IT Hand-blown Teal Glass Pendant With Gold Accents: Turn on a light the neighbours won’t have. Hand-blown from lead-free soda lime glass, these unique, rounded designs could look a treat in your bathroom.

100BUY IT Faceted Clear Glass Globe Pendant: Go beyond the standard bulb. This clear pendant made of metal, glass and plated antique brass gives off vintage vibes without the second-hand store scouting.

293BUY IT Cool Distorted Glass Globe Pendant: Like a light that looks out of the ordinary? The Mini Jasper uses transparent glass on its outer, opal glass on its inner for a truly unique light. Hand-blown and hand-paddled, its crafted forms are low voltage.

49BUY IT Copper Finish Globe Pendants: Copper knows how to make a statement. These dazzling pendant globes are copper-plated, have adjustable cords and are inner-chromed for output. Cluster them in threes for maximum impact.

80BUY IT IC Lights S Pendant: Get the cheaper version of a design classic. Made from glass and metal with a bronze finish, this minimalist pendant sheds soft light over your bedside table. Buy the original here for extra kudos.

150BUY IT Modern White Globe Pendant Light: Want something elegant, yet standard? These lights in etched opal glass don’t make a fuss over your dining table or kitchen counter.

372BUY IT Glass Globe Pendant With Amber Core: Sometimes the best globes are subtly brilliant. This pendant with a five-year warranty features mouth-blown opal glass, achieving depth of light and cleaner illumination. Its rich, smoky amber tones emanate from the inside, as its clear glass band offers a soft finish.

297BUY IT Nautical-Style Glass Globe Pendant: Let your pendant’s cord do the talking. This clear glass bulb is propped up by a hook, replica fishing reel and antique metal elements for a nautical decor.

212BUY IT Glass & Bronze Pendant Light: Change your room’s ambience, with the help of your pendant. This etched glass, bronze finish ensemble tilts its shade to reveal a series of candles underneath.

78BUY IT Gradient Color Globe Pendant: Inject some subtle metallics into your living space. Complete with a one-year warranty, this elegant globe pendant colours its ombre top gold.

130BUY IT 3 Globe Glass Pendant: Create light in numbers. These clear, sanded glass shades house Edison bulbs inside.

250BUY IT Multi-Globe Clear Glass Pendants: Raw brass fixtures hold up this cluster of five pendants, perfectly hand-made in glass for above bedside tables.

78BUY IT Wooden Multi-Globe Pendant Lights: Treat your interior to some Japanese-inspired light fixtures. Carved from wood, this cluster of round globe pendants feature adjustable cords to achieve the right height.

249BUY IT Verner Panton VP6 Topan Pendant Lamp: Have a mid-century modern interior? These legendary Topan pendants were the brainchild of Verner Panton, one of the fathers of mid-century modern design. First concepted in 1960, they are Danish-made from metal and stainless steel.

99BUY IT Industrial-Style Meshed Globe Pendant Light: Hang a pendant light in the industrial style. These three bulbs with adjustable, rotating sockets are dimmed by metal shades and hung from ten-foot black cords.

2670BUY IT Light Pattern-Producing Decorative Pendant: Designed by Bruno Rainaldi, the pattern-producing Magdalena Suspension steals any interior’s show. Made of laser-cut metal, its light shines out of its intricately-cut, Italian-made edges in white, nickel and gold.

224BUY IT Planet-Shaped Pendant Light: Looking for a non-standard material? The Moon Scraplight Pendant is made of recycled cardboard. Looking uncannily like Jupiter, each pendant is cut with lasers and handmade with non-toxic adhesive.

211BUY IT Glass Pendant Light With Moon Texture: Obsessed with the moon? Hang it over your bedside table, with this blue-tinted, glass pendant creation.

120BUY IT 3D-printed Moon Pendant Light: Take your lighting’s technology to the moon and back, with a 3D-printed, polylactic acid globe. Its shade is energy-efficient, odourless and non-toxic to boot.

915BUY IT Satellite 1-Light Cluster Pendant: Secretly obsessed by space? Subtly show your fervour with this set of solar pendants, centred around one light in the middle. Made from lacquered thermoplastic discs, not globes, their LEDs tempt under their black-lacquered canopy.

237BUY IT Zuo Intergalactic Ceiling Lamp: Dare to be different with an artistic globe pendant. This creation is made from overlapping metal discs.

97BUY IT IKEA PS 2014 Death Star Lamp: Make Star Wars come to life in your living room. This exploding polypropylene/polyamide globe can switch from brighter to softer by pulling its string.

60BUY IT World Map Globe Pendant Light: Look to your pendant globe for your next holiday. Painted iron with a drop light inside provides a canvas for all the world’s countries.

200BUY IT Random Style Light: Spiderwebs just got stylish. This hemp rope pendant weaves a web above your dining table.

148BUY IT Large Globe Pendant Light: Prefer daisies instead? The Ikea PS Makros wears daisies on its steel outer, projecting them on the wall with its inner light.

370BUY IT Geometric-Style Polygon Face Metal Mesh Globe Pendant: A great globe pendant has many sides. This multi-faceted find goes geometric in mesh and metal.

635BUY IT Low Poly-Style Globe Pendant: Find a pot of gold inside your pendant. The Scotch Club Pendant Light from Marset, first designed in 2013, houses 72 internal faces reflecting light in all directions. Its metal and ceramic mix is available in white, blue, terracotta and black outers.

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11 Best Rain Jackets (Rated & Reviewed)

Rain, rain, go away! We all wish the dark clouds away so they don’t spoil our outdoor adventures. But I’m sorry to tell you that crossing your fingers is probably not enough to drive those drops away. What you need, then, is a good rain jacket to keep you snug and dry.

But outdoor adventure gear like raincoats seem to be a dime a dozen. High-quality rain jackets usually come at a high cost. But I’ve done a lot of research and testing, and I’ve waded through all the different materials.

This list of the best rain jackets of the 2019 season will protect you from the elements. And the detailed guide on materials, features and jacket types to follow will prep you with all the information you need to pick out the absolute best rain jacket for your needs.

Best Rain Jacket Overall 

1. REI Drypoint GTX 

The Drypoint certainly lives up to its namesake by staying bone-dry. Add to this the extremely comfortable fit and highly mobile construction, and you have a coat that is ready to stand fast in the face of any rainstorm the world over. 

The Drypoint owes its badge of best rain jacket in part to its three-layer Gore-Tex design. This is certainly one of the most waterproof jackets I’ve ever come across. The hood compliments this by cinching down perfectly, regardless of headwear, and it offers excellent periphery sight-lines.

Amongst my jacket pet-peeves is turning my head only to see the lovely inside of my hood. The Drypoint hood, however, completely eliminates this by traversing with my head even during intense activities or wind. That’s absolute gold in my book! 

For the fit, you’ll find the Drypoint to be comfortable and stretchy. This makes the jacket optimal for just about any aerobic activity.

The shape, however, is a little boxy/roomy for most tastes. While this is perfect for layering in cold conditions, it can be a bit of a hindrance or eyesore if you’re trying to maintain a sleek profile. The material itself, while light, seems a little thin for the more intense activities that this jacket is marketed for, so try to take care. 

The Drypoint is by far the best rain jacket for overall use in my book for all uses. Keep dry, keep moving and keep stylish throughout the worst the weather can throw at you. (It’s also available in women’s).

Pros  Cons

Extremely breathable yet waterproof 

Very customizable and comfortable hood 

Excellent Gore-Tex waterproofing 

Lightweight for hiking 

Thin material may compromise durability 

‘Tent’ cut—good for layering but very roomy otherwise

REI Drypoint GTX Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

3-layer GORE-TEX

Insulation  No Weight 10.5 oz Material 20D Nylon  Price $$$

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Best Lightweight Rain Jacket 

2. Patagonia Storm Racer

Extreme outdoor adventurers – I’m talking to you ultralight runners and hikers out there – know what it’s like to count ounces. Every single piece of gear must earn its place and be worth the weight. It’s for exactly those situations that Patagonia created the Storm Racer. A mere six ounces of awesome water repellency that can pack down to just about nothing definitely makes this the best rain jacket for you gram counters! 

The Storm Racer achieves its lightweight status with a very thin 12D Nylon ripstop material and H2No water repellency shell. While I love how packable and light it is, I am worried about its overall durability as 12D as close to paper thin as we’ll see on this list. There’s one for women too! 

The nice trim fit offered by the Storm Racer is also a win as it maintains a very low profile for trail running or hiking. The hood continues this trend with a very low profile that is comfortable and offers a great field of view. Be aware, however, that with this snug design you won’t be able to get the hood over most helmets.

For the diehard runners and hikers out there, you can’t go wrong with the Patagonia Storm Racer. Lightweight, trim fit and entirely waterproof in the face of any rainstorm; this is certainly the best rain jacket for you. But if you tend to dabble in rock climbing, mountaineering or mountain biking, I’d recommend getting a tougher jacket. 

Pros  Cons

Very lightweight for extreme runners and hikers

Packs down very small

Great breathability

Poor durability, very thin material

Patagonia Storm Racer Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

3-layer H2No

Insulation  No Weight 6 oz Material 12D Nylon  Price $$$

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Best Budget Rain Jacket 

3. Marmot PreCip

Budget world travelers and frugal spenders unite. Marmot has an impenetrable reputation when it comes to quality outdoor adventure gear, their PreCip jacket is no exception. Excellent waterproofing along with comfortable mobility, and all for a price that won’t result in tear-swollen eyes. 

Marmot puts their NanoPro to use along with a Durable Water Repellent (DWR) finish that both work in tandem to definitively slam the door in rain’s face. You’ll stay nice and dry in everything from a morning mist to a full-on deluge, and the jacket is very comfortable and easy to use to boot. 

The PreCip moves very well for just about any activity, while the hood gives an excellent account of itself with excellent comfort and sealing. These two features combine to make a very cozy fit jacket that will be at home for any activity.

But what really makes the PreCip stand out, however, is its very reasonable price tag. At around only $100 retail, this jacket is absolutely perfect for folks who want all the benefits of the best rain jacket, but without a premier price tag. It’s available in women’s too.

The only drawback that I’ve come across worth mentioning for your consideration is the overall breathability of this item. While it doesn’t become a humid jungle in there, you’ll almost certainly notice a decrease in airflow compared to other models. However, Marmot has thoughtfully included pit zips that help greatly in this department! 

Pros  Cons

Excellent waterproofing at reasonable price

Fold-away hood 

Armpit zips for improved ventilation 

Not as breathable as similar jackets 

Marmot PreCip Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Marmot NanoPro

Insulation  No Weight 13 oz Material Nylon Ripstop Price $

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Best 4-Season Rain Jacket 

4. Arc’teryx Beta AR (All-Round)

When it comes to quality craftsmanship, Arc’teryx often comes to mind. Firmly entrenched in the intense outdoor adventure niche, you can always expect top-tier quality and their Beta AR jacket perfectly follows this trend. Nearly indestructible construction and impenetrable waterproofing both come together to make the best rain jacket for year-round adventurers. 

The tough construction is courtesy of 40-80D Gore-tex layering that will hold up to just about everything short of a full-on rock slide, and will help keep you nice in warm in every frigid condition. I absolutely love Arc’teryx’s foresight where the tougher 80D material is reserved for high impact areas such as shoulders and forearms. The 40D material conversely covers the rest of the coat to provide excellent durability and waterproofing where you most need it without driving the weight of the whole jacket through the roof. 

Atop this is a very handy drop-hood-collar combination. The hood is large enough to shield any helmet but adjustable enough to stay in place, while the collar protects your chin and neck. And yes, there’s a style for women!

The one primary drawback I found is the waist. The rest of the coat is perfectly designed to allow for layering during cold conditions, but the waist seems just a little short to me. When wearing a hip-belt and bending over, the bottom of the coat can scoot up into the hip-belt which is always uncomfortable and makes for an awkward shimmy as you work it back into place. 

Nevertheless, the Beta AR is a powerhouse of durability and protection that clearly earns its title of best rain jacket for all seasons.  

Pros  Cons

Incredibly durable construction

Armpit zips for improved ventilation 

Helmet-friendly hood 

Waist seems a little short

Very expensive 

Arc’tery Beta AR Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore-Tex 

Insulation  No Weight 16 oz Material 40-80D Gore-Tex Price $$$$

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Best Men’s Rain Jacket 

5. Outdoor Research Foray

Gentlemen, from walking the dog on a rainy day to pushing your way through a rainforest with a pack on your back, you’ll need a reliable and comfortable barrier between you and shivering, damp misery. The versatile Foray by Outdoor Research is my best recommendation to achieve that barrier and the best rain jacket for any occasion.

The Foray’s versatility is derived from an exceptionally hefty and durable build that at the same time boasts a surprising amount of ventilation to keep it comfortable in all conditions. You have a thick, 50D, Gore-tex material to thank for this durability that will see you safely from cities to mountains. And massive, ventilated pit zips that zip all the way down for “poncho mode.”

What the 50D material buys you in durability, however, it’ll cost you in weight. Coming in at 16.3 ounces, this is definitely one of the heaviest rain jackets I’ve seen and will make its bulky presence felt. If you don’t mind the bulkiness, or simply need the tough construction, then definitely rock on.

For men anywhere in the world who are caught out in wet conditions, the Foray is the tough bulldog of a jacket. A beefy build, comfy fit and reliable performance all come together to make this coat the best rain jacket for men currently on the market. 

Pros  Cons

Excellent Gore-Tex Waterproofing 

Good durability 

Large Armpit Zips for ventilation 

Outdoor Research Foray Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore-Tex Paclite

Insulation  No Weight 16.3 oz Material 50D Polyester Price $$

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Best Women’s Rain Jacket 

6. Outdoor Research Aspire

Outdoor Research once again makes my list for the best rain jacket, but this time for the women adventurers. Like its male counterpart, the Foray, the Aspire jacket does an excellent job of blending comfort, breathability and, of course, waterproofing for an all-around solid performance in nearly every damp circumstance out there. 

The 50D polyester Gore-Tex blend works wonders to make this article both entirely waterproof and very durable. Whether you’re pushing your way through bushes and trees on a hike, scrabbling over rock or simply climbing in your own window after forgetting the key, you’ll find the Aspire up to any challenge. 

Unfortunately, these thick materials and intense waterproofing usually puts a damper on breathability. Outdoor Research’s Gore-Tex with Paclite, however, maintains excellent airflow to keep you comfortable while facing down a storm. The jacket also artfully includes full-length arm-pit zippers to turn this jacket into a poncho for a quick heat dump, if needed. 

While this jacket is certainly heavier than your average rain shell, rest assured that you’re bringing a tough and dependable heavyweight into the ring that will stand up to all the rain beatings the weather dishes out.

Pros  Cons

Excellent Gore-Tex Waterproofing 

Good durability 

Large Armpit Zips for ventilation 

Outdoor Research Aspire Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore-Tex Paclite

Insulation  No Weight 13.7 oz Material 50D Polyester Price $$

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Best Rain Jacket for Hiking 

7. Arc’teryx Zeta SL (Superlight)

Here we have the lighter cousin to the Beta AR that is specifically designed for the trail. Get all the benefits Gore-tex and wind-proofing, but in a wonderfully light shell that packs down to almost nothing to make it the best rain jacket for hiking. 

The lightweight is thanks to an effective two-layer Gore-tex Paclite blend that provides an excellent shield against the elements, yet cuts down ounces at the same time. But what we gain in portability and packability, however, we oftentimes lose in durability. The Zeta eliminates the thicker reinforcing material often found in high abrasion areas – shoulders and forearms – and I, therefore, worry about the durability in the long run with backpack shoulder straps rubbing constantly. 

It’s just for that reason that Arc’teryx markets this as an emergency shell. It’s not meant for the everyday grind of the trail. But if those clouds do happen to burst, this is by far your best option for impenetrable waterproofing and ease of packing. The women’s version works the same way.

When you’re therefore hitting the trail for anything from a single-day hike to multiple days out in the elements, the Zeta SL is a must have in case of rain! Lightweight, great waterproofing, and specially designed with the trail in mind; this is definitely the best rain jacket.   

Pros  Cons

Excellent Gore-Tex Waterproofing 

Very packable

Lower weight than other gore-tex options 

Emergency shell only  

Little bit pricy

Arc’teryx Zeta SL Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore-Tex

Insulation  No Weight 10.6 oz Material 40D Gore-Tex + Paclite 2 Layer Price $$$

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Best Backpacking Rain Jacket

8. Columbia Outdry Ex Featherweight Shell

Columbia uniquely cuts out the standard outer layer of a rain jacket, instead, relying solely on the waterproof membrane. And they’ve certainly created the best rain jacket for backpacking in the process. 

The Outdry waterproof membrane does a fantastic job of shedding water during prolonged rain exposure and allowing for air transfer at the same time to keep you comfortable. This is due to the fact that eliminating the typical outer layer also eliminates an extra layer that air has to pass through. Therefore, it’s much easier for air exchange, and thus you’re much more comfortable!

So long-lasting waterproofing and breathability? Sounds like a backpacking winner to me for multiple days on the trail! 

The danger in putting the waterproof membrane on the outside, however, is durability. If that membrane is scraped, scratched or otherwise damaged, then your waterproofing is immediately compromised. After extensive testing, I have to admit that I haven’t damaged it yet, but it’s something I’m definitely aware of. 

This Outdry system also results in a uniquely shiny appearance. I’ve met folks that have either loved or hated it, so take a good long look before you go ahead with your purchase! 

Appearances aside, this coat is undoubtedly a solid and refreshingly lightweight option that is sure to keep the wet out and cool air in. While not boasting as many bells and whistles as other highly technical oriented coats, this is still the best rain jacket for backpacking that you can find. It’s available in women’s, too. 

Pros  Cons

Excellent breathability for such good waterproofing 

Very lightweight 

Shiny look is a bit of an acquired taste  

Less durable than other options

Columbia Outdry Ex Featherweight Shell Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Outdry

Insulation  No Weight 8.8 oz Material Nylon Ripstop Price $$

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Best Travel Rain Jacket 

9. North Face Venture 2

The North Face is a trusted brand for mountaineers and adventurers in every corner of the planet, and I’m constantly impressed by their consistent quality and craftsmanship. This all holds true for the Venture 2 to make it the best rain jacket for travel with solid performances in almost every criteria. 

In the weatherproofing criteria, North Face’s DryVent tech—utilizing layered polyurethane—works very well to keep the damp out in most conditions. The DWR finish at the same time reliably repels rain for the long run to keep the coat performing admirably for city or trail use. 

I’m also impressed by the very durable construction that you get for such a low price tag. The 70D thick material definitely holds up to hiking. As you might expect, however, having such a thick coat does come with a couple of drawbacks. 

For one: the bulky fit. Great for layering, but it can feel a little baggy and unwieldy. The hood is, surprisingly, the exact opposite of this description and won’t fit over helmets. So look out traveling climbers! Nevertheless, the overall hood design is very straightforward plus comfortable, and it works nicely to protect your dome from the elements. 

The different color options will spice up your entire trip too, to easily make the Venture 2 the best rain jacket for you travelers out there (including women travelers).

Pros  Cons

Huge number of color options 

Budget friendly 

Good venting options – Armpit zips 

Packable 

Smaller hood – doesn’t fit over most helmets 

Could be more breathable 

North Face Venture 2 Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

DryVent 

Insulation  No Weight 11.6 oz Material Nylon Ripstop Price $

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Best Breathable Rain Jacket 

10. Mammut Wenaha

We all like breathing, and so does your skin. To keep that clammy, progressing-towards-jungle-conditions-air away from the inside of your coat, we have the Wenaha by Mammut. Soft inner lining, armpit zips and excellent air flow all come together to form what is definitely the best rain jacket for breathability and keeping cool in all conditions! 

Mammut expertly puts their Gore-Tex Paclite material to use by completely locking out all moisture for entering, and yet allowing enough airflow to prevent you from turning into a mobile sweat machine. However, heavy hiking or running can inevitably result in some heat buildup. In that case, the armpit zips are perfect for a quick and seamless heat dump without having to fully unzip, or remove the jacket. 

I’m also a huge fan of the very smooth and comfortable inner material that not only makes this jacket a pleasure to wear, but it also keeps it from sticking to your skin in those hotter circumstances. Exteriorly speaking, the Wenaha cuts a very trim and sleek profile that looks natural in just about every situation. The same goes for the women’s version. Nobody said your adventure raincoat couldn’t be classy too! 

The exceptional airflow, heat-dumping capacity and comfortable fit easily make the Wenaha the best rain jacket for a cool and comfortable experience. To be fair, the tough design has resulted in a fairly hefty coat at 1lb, but to have all that durability and still maintain great breathability is a unique success right there!  

Pros  Cons

Excellent breathability 

Great trim fit 

Very durable construction 

Mammut Wenaha Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore-Tex Paclite

Insulation  No Weight 16 oz Material Polyester Price $$

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Best Packable Rain Jacket 

11. Montbell Versalite

For stuffing a rain jacket into your pack, car, or pocket, the Versalite by Montbell is definitely the best rain jacket. Extremely light with its own dedicated stuff-sack and impressive waterproofing, just fold and forget! 

Weighing in at a mere 6.4 ounces, this jacket is a trifle to stuff in an unused nook or cranny. While not quite as light as my favorite lightweight rain jacket—Patagonia Storm Racer—what sets the Versalite apart is the included stuff sack.

Almost nothing makes me shiver and curse more when whipping out a rain coat than to find it’s already wet! Horrible, right? Well, the included stuff sack is also water resistant, which is absolutely glorious for storing on the outside of a hiking pack for easy access! The women’s jacket works the exact same way.

Now the downside, at a mere 10D thickness, this rain coat is incredibly thin. Again, great for packing, cramming, stashing, or whatever you do; but poor for longterm durability. Therefore, I suggest treating it gently for optimal lifespan. 

The Montbell Versalite is without a doubt the best rain jacket for you space constrained individuals! This jackets will fit just about anywhere, be protected by its stuff sack, and be bone-dry when the time comes to throw it on in a hurry! 

Pros  Cons

Very lightweight 

Dedicated water resistant stuff-sack

Excellent waterproofing for a two-layer coat   

Very thin which may compromise durability 

Montbell Versalite Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore Windstopper

Insulation  No Weight 6.4 oz Material 10D Ripstop Nylon Price $$

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What Are the Best Rain Jacket Buying Considerations? 

Not all rain jackets are the same! Some are heavy-duty constructions that are meant to hold up to absolutely everything you can throw at them, while others are very lightweight shells for the weight counters out there. There are also differences in quality, material and function to consider that all add up to a daunting quagmire of options, so how do you decide?

That’s why I’m here! I’ve itemized the critical coat criteria from start to finish so you know exactly what you’re looking at along with its strengths and weaknesses. So let’s jump straight in. 

1. Weight

In general, heavy duty thick jackets will weigh more than the ultralight shells out there. Now for standard day-to-day use, this is can become a non-issue where a few ounces won’t keep you from getting to work on time. But there are circumstances where weight is everything! 

Think ultralight distance hikes or extreme trail running and marathons. In those situations, every single ounce counts and must earn its place. A featherlight shell that still keeps the rain at bay and packs down to almost nothing is very valuable. 

Therefore, depending on your intended activity, keep an eye on jacket weight!

2. Waterproofing

All rain jackets are completely waterproof, right? Well, not exactly. Nearly every brand has its own method to achieve their waterproofing—and all with varying degrees of success. 

The basic system seen on the market is a bare two-layer system that features a waterproof coating plus a mesh layer to protect it. These tend to be on the bulky side and often lack breathability. They’re therefore very basic and I’d only recommend them for occasional and casual use, except with a couple notable exceptions above.

Not having the proper waterproof gear can really ruin your trip!

The tried-and-true method is the standard three-layer system in which the waterproofing is sandwiched between two protective and durable layers. These tend to be the most effective and, therefore, the most expensive options on the market, with excellent moisture protection and breathability to keep you comfortable at the same time. 

The actual method of waterproofing, however, also varies greatly. Many companies have their own proprietary method, such as Columbia’s OutDry or Marmot’s NanoPro or Patagonia’s H2No, and most work extremely well. But remember that water is incredibly persistent and can sometimes seep through with prolonged exposure, and not all jackets are immune. So reference the reviews above and remember that established adventure brands are the best bet.

But there’s yet another avenue for water to find its way under your coat, and that’s due to poor feature design. 

3. Features

Why do you want the best rain jacket on the market? Is it for running or traveling or rainy commutes? Whatever the reason is, it drastically influences what features you want to be on the lookout for. 

Hoods, for one, vary drastically from coat to coat. Basic models will feature an equally basic hood with maybe one, or none, cinch cords to help tighten it around your head. Other models will go into much more details with two or more levels or securing the hood to ensure that it moves with you from side to side, gives you a wide field of view and, of course, keeps out the rain the whole time. Finally, if you’re planning on helmet wearing activities, make sure your hood is big enough to cover it, or comfortable enough to wear under! 

Cinching wrists are another feature that are incredibly useful as nobody enjoys the sensation of dampness creeping up their arm from a leaky wrist. Similarly, a sealable or adjustable waist is also very useful for the exact same reason! 

A final feature that I’d like to cover is armpit zips. When the heat starts to build up inside a coat from hard activity, it’s like a breath of fresh air to be able to unzip and dump some warmth without having to take off the whole coat. I’m particularly fond of coats with full-length zips so you can transition into poncho mode when needed. But also remember, another culprit of heat buildup can be poor jacket breathability.  

4. Breathability

Almost nothing is worse than slipping into a raincoat and later finding that you’re just as wet anyway from your own humidity and sweat, might just as well rinse off in the rain! The trick for coat manufacturers is, therefore, to develop a material that keeps rain and dampness from getting in, yet allows moisture and vapor to escape. 

The general leader of the pack in this department is Gore-Tex. It’s been applied far and wide for both raincoats and boots, and it’s generally a fairly safe option. Other companies have recently been developing alternatives—recall Columbia’s OutDry or Marmot’s NanoPro or Patagonia’s H2No?—that all also work to combine waterproofing and breathability. 

One important note to consider is that high-quality, and equally high pricing, ultralight (UL) raincoats typically do not include extraordinary breathability. They are focusing on trimming weight wherever they can, cutting out all non-essentials, and breathability often does not make the cut. 

UL options aside, the better the coat you opt for from an established brand, the better breathability you’re paying for. But you don’t only benefit from just a cool ride by choosing high-quality items. I truly cannot overstate that the more you focus on superior products from reputable brands, the more likely you are to buy your best rain jacket ever in every criterion. 

5. Cost and Quality

I know it hurts, but if you want the best rain jacket on the market, you’re probably going to have to pay for it. The jackets with top-tier durability, waterproofing, breathability and features will undoubtedly set you back a pretty penny. But I find it always helps to consider this point: Would you rather be stuck out in the woods, on a mountain or even on your way to work in the driving rain with a mediocre coat that essentially just filters the water for you? I think not! So take the time, consider your options and intended activities, and pick out the best rain jacket that fits your lifestyle and will benefit you the most! 

The next time you’re hiking, biking, running, just commuting to work or doing just about anything caught in the rain, you’re going to be glad you’ve been prepped on the best rain jackets on the market.

You know the materials, you have your required features in mind and you understand the importance of breathability. And, finally, you have a complete list of the best rain jackets for nearly every occasion. So take a look, pick out the jacket that will work best for you and let the adventuring begin rain or shine! 

Have fun and stay safe, eh?

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11 Best Rain Jackets (Rated & Reviewed)

Rain, rain, go away! We all wish the dark clouds away so they don’t spoil our outdoor adventures. But I’m sorry to tell you that crossing your fingers is probably not enough to drive those drops away. What you need, then, is a good rain jacket to keep you snug and dry.

But outdoor adventure gear like raincoats seem to be a dime a dozen. High-quality rain jackets usually come at a high cost. But I’ve done a lot of research and testing, and I’ve waded through all the different materials.

This list of the best rain jackets of the 2019 season will protect you from the elements. And the detailed guide on materials, features and jacket types to follow will prep you with all the information you need to pick out the absolute best rain jacket for your needs.

Best Rain Jacket Overall 

1. REI Drypoint GTX 

The Drypoint certainly lives up to its namesake by staying bone-dry. Add to this the extremely comfortable fit and highly mobile construction, and you have a coat that is ready to stand fast in the face of any rainstorm the world over. 

The Drypoint owes its badge of best rain jacket in part to its three-layer Gore-Tex design. This is certainly one of the most waterproof jackets I’ve ever come across. The hood compliments this by cinching down perfectly, regardless of headwear, and it offers excellent periphery sight-lines.

Amongst my jacket pet-peeves is turning my head only to see the lovely inside of my hood. The Drypoint hood, however, completely eliminates this by traversing with my head even during intense activities or wind. That’s absolute gold in my book! 

For the fit, you’ll find the Drypoint to be comfortable and stretchy. This makes the jacket optimal for just about any aerobic activity.

The shape, however, is a little boxy/roomy for most tastes. While this is perfect for layering in cold conditions, it can be a bit of a hindrance or eyesore if you’re trying to maintain a sleek profile. The material itself, while light, seems a little thin for the more intense activities that this jacket is marketed for, so try to take care. 

The Drypoint is by far the best rain jacket for overall use in my book for all uses. Keep dry, keep moving and keep stylish throughout the worst the weather can throw at you. (It’s also available in women’s).

Pros  Cons

Extremely breathable yet waterproof 

Very customizable and comfortable hood 

Excellent Gore-Tex waterproofing 

Lightweight for hiking 

Thin material may compromise durability 

‘Tent’ cut—good for layering but very roomy otherwise

REI Drypoint GTX Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

3-layer GORE-TEX

Insulation  No Weight 10.5 oz Material 20D Nylon  Price $$$

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Best Lightweight Rain Jacket 

2. Patagonia Storm Racer

Extreme outdoor adventurers – I’m talking to you ultralight runners and hikers out there – know what it’s like to count ounces. Every single piece of gear must earn its place and be worth the weight. It’s for exactly those situations that Patagonia created the Storm Racer. A mere six ounces of awesome water repellency that can pack down to just about nothing definitely makes this the best rain jacket for you gram counters! 

The Storm Racer achieves its lightweight status with a very thin 12D Nylon ripstop material and H2No water repellency shell. While I love how packable and light it is, I am worried about its overall durability as 12D as close to paper thin as we’ll see on this list. There’s one for women too! 

The nice trim fit offered by the Storm Racer is also a win as it maintains a very low profile for trail running or hiking. The hood continues this trend with a very low profile that is comfortable and offers a great field of view. Be aware, however, that with this snug design you won’t be able to get the hood over most helmets.

For the diehard runners and hikers out there, you can’t go wrong with the Patagonia Storm Racer. Lightweight, trim fit and entirely waterproof in the face of any rainstorm; this is certainly the best rain jacket for you. But if you tend to dabble in rock climbing, mountaineering or mountain biking, I’d recommend getting a tougher jacket. 

Pros  Cons

Very lightweight for extreme runners and hikers

Packs down very small

Great breathability

Poor durability, very thin material

Patagonia Storm Racer Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

3-layer H2No

Insulation  No Weight 6 oz Material 12D Nylon  Price $$$

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Best Budget Rain Jacket 

3. Marmot PreCip

Budget world travelers and frugal spenders unite. Marmot has an impenetrable reputation when it comes to quality outdoor adventure gear, their PreCip jacket is no exception. Excellent waterproofing along with comfortable mobility, and all for a price that won’t result in tear-swollen eyes. 

Marmot puts their NanoPro to use along with a Durable Water Repellent (DWR) finish that both work in tandem to definitively slam the door in rain’s face. You’ll stay nice and dry in everything from a morning mist to a full-on deluge, and the jacket is very comfortable and easy to use to boot. 

The PreCip moves very well for just about any activity, while the hood gives an excellent account of itself with excellent comfort and sealing. These two features combine to make a very cozy fit jacket that will be at home for any activity.

But what really makes the PreCip stand out, however, is its very reasonable price tag. At around only $100 retail, this jacket is absolutely perfect for folks who want all the benefits of the best rain jacket, but without a premier price tag. It’s available in women’s too.

The only drawback that I’ve come across worth mentioning for your consideration is the overall breathability of this item. While it doesn’t become a humid jungle in there, you’ll almost certainly notice a decrease in airflow compared to other models. However, Marmot has thoughtfully included pit zips that help greatly in this department! 

Pros  Cons

Excellent waterproofing at reasonable price

Fold-away hood 

Armpit zips for improved ventilation 

Not as breathable as similar jackets 

Marmot PreCip Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Marmot NanoPro

Insulation  No Weight 13 oz Material Nylon Ripstop Price $

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Best 4-Season Rain Jacket 

4. Arc’teryx Beta AR (All-Round)

When it comes to quality craftsmanship, Arc’teryx often comes to mind. Firmly entrenched in the intense outdoor adventure niche, you can always expect top-tier quality and their Beta AR jacket perfectly follows this trend. Nearly indestructible construction and impenetrable waterproofing both come together to make the best rain jacket for year-round adventurers. 

The tough construction is courtesy of 40-80D Gore-tex layering that will hold up to just about everything short of a full-on rock slide, and will help keep you nice in warm in every frigid condition. I absolutely love Arc’teryx’s foresight where the tougher 80D material is reserved for high impact areas such as shoulders and forearms. The 40D material conversely covers the rest of the coat to provide excellent durability and waterproofing where you most need it without driving the weight of the whole jacket through the roof. 

Atop this is a very handy drop-hood-collar combination. The hood is large enough to shield any helmet but adjustable enough to stay in place, while the collar protects your chin and neck. And yes, there’s a style for women!

The one primary drawback I found is the waist. The rest of the coat is perfectly designed to allow for layering during cold conditions, but the waist seems just a little short to me. When wearing a hip-belt and bending over, the bottom of the coat can scoot up into the hip-belt which is always uncomfortable and makes for an awkward shimmy as you work it back into place. 

Nevertheless, the Beta AR is a powerhouse of durability and protection that clearly earns its title of best rain jacket for all seasons.  

Pros  Cons

Incredibly durable construction

Armpit zips for improved ventilation 

Helmet-friendly hood 

Waist seems a little short

Very expensive 

Arc’tery Beta AR Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore-Tex 

Insulation  No Weight 16 oz Material 40-80D Gore-Tex Price $$$$

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Best Men’s Rain Jacket 

5. Outdoor Research Foray

Gentlemen, from walking the dog on a rainy day to pushing your way through a rainforest with a pack on your back, you’ll need a reliable and comfortable barrier between you and shivering, damp misery. The versatile Foray by Outdoor Research is my best recommendation to achieve that barrier and the best rain jacket for any occasion.

The Foray’s versatility is derived from an exceptionally hefty and durable build that at the same time boasts a surprising amount of ventilation to keep it comfortable in all conditions. You have a thick, 50D, Gore-tex material to thank for this durability that will see you safely from cities to mountains. And massive, ventilated pit zips that zip all the way down for “poncho mode.”

What the 50D material buys you in durability, however, it’ll cost you in weight. Coming in at 16.3 ounces, this is definitely one of the heaviest rain jackets I’ve seen and will make its bulky presence felt. If you don’t mind the bulkiness, or simply need the tough construction, then definitely rock on.

For men anywhere in the world who are caught out in wet conditions, the Foray is the tough bulldog of a jacket. A beefy build, comfy fit and reliable performance all come together to make this coat the best rain jacket for men currently on the market. 

Pros  Cons

Excellent Gore-Tex Waterproofing 

Good durability 

Large Armpit Zips for ventilation 

Outdoor Research Foray Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore-Tex Paclite

Insulation  No Weight 16.3 oz Material 50D Polyester Price $$

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Best Women’s Rain Jacket 

6. Outdoor Research Aspire

Outdoor Research once again makes my list for the best rain jacket, but this time for the women adventurers. Like its male counterpart, the Foray, the Aspire jacket does an excellent job of blending comfort, breathability and, of course, waterproofing for an all-around solid performance in nearly every damp circumstance out there. 

The 50D polyester Gore-Tex blend works wonders to make this article both entirely waterproof and very durable. Whether you’re pushing your way through bushes and trees on a hike, scrabbling over rock or simply climbing in your own window after forgetting the key, you’ll find the Aspire up to any challenge. 

Unfortunately, these thick materials and intense waterproofing usually puts a damper on breathability. Outdoor Research’s Gore-Tex with Paclite, however, maintains excellent airflow to keep you comfortable while facing down a storm. The jacket also artfully includes full-length arm-pit zippers to turn this jacket into a poncho for a quick heat dump, if needed. 

While this jacket is certainly heavier than your average rain shell, rest assured that you’re bringing a tough and dependable heavyweight into the ring that will stand up to all the rain beatings the weather dishes out.

Pros  Cons

Excellent Gore-Tex Waterproofing 

Good durability 

Large Armpit Zips for ventilation 

Outdoor Research Aspire Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore-Tex Paclite

Insulation  No Weight 13.7 oz Material 50D Polyester Price $$

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Best Rain Jacket for Hiking 

7. Arc’teryx Zeta SL (Superlight)

Here we have the lighter cousin to the Beta AR that is specifically designed for the trail. Get all the benefits Gore-tex and wind-proofing, but in a wonderfully light shell that packs down to almost nothing to make it the best rain jacket for hiking. 

The lightweight is thanks to an effective two-layer Gore-tex Paclite blend that provides an excellent shield against the elements, yet cuts down ounces at the same time. But what we gain in portability and packability, however, we oftentimes lose in durability. The Zeta eliminates the thicker reinforcing material often found in high abrasion areas – shoulders and forearms – and I, therefore, worry about the durability in the long run with backpack shoulder straps rubbing constantly. 

It’s just for that reason that Arc’teryx markets this as an emergency shell. It’s not meant for the everyday grind of the trail. But if those clouds do happen to burst, this is by far your best option for impenetrable waterproofing and ease of packing. The women’s version works the same way.

When you’re therefore hitting the trail for anything from a single-day hike to multiple days out in the elements, the Zeta SL is a must have in case of rain! Lightweight, great waterproofing, and specially designed with the trail in mind; this is definitely the best rain jacket.   

Pros  Cons

Excellent Gore-Tex Waterproofing 

Very packable

Lower weight than other gore-tex options 

Emergency shell only  

Little bit pricy

Arc’teryx Zeta SL Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore-Tex

Insulation  No Weight 10.6 oz Material 40D Gore-Tex + Paclite 2 Layer Price $$$

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Best Backpacking Rain Jacket

8. Columbia Outdry Ex Featherweight Shell

Columbia uniquely cuts out the standard outer layer of a rain jacket, instead, relying solely on the waterproof membrane. And they’ve certainly created the best rain jacket for backpacking in the process. 

The Outdry waterproof membrane does a fantastic job of shedding water during prolonged rain exposure and allowing for air transfer at the same time to keep you comfortable. This is due to the fact that eliminating the typical outer layer also eliminates an extra layer that air has to pass through. Therefore, it’s much easier for air exchange, and thus you’re much more comfortable!

So long-lasting waterproofing and breathability? Sounds like a backpacking winner to me for multiple days on the trail! 

The danger in putting the waterproof membrane on the outside, however, is durability. If that membrane is scraped, scratched or otherwise damaged, then your waterproofing is immediately compromised. After extensive testing, I have to admit that I haven’t damaged it yet, but it’s something I’m definitely aware of. 

This Outdry system also results in a uniquely shiny appearance. I’ve met folks that have either loved or hated it, so take a good long look before you go ahead with your purchase! 

Appearances aside, this coat is undoubtedly a solid and refreshingly lightweight option that is sure to keep the wet out and cool air in. While not boasting as many bells and whistles as other highly technical oriented coats, this is still the best rain jacket for backpacking that you can find. It’s available in women’s, too. 

Pros  Cons

Excellent breathability for such good waterproofing 

Very lightweight 

Shiny look is a bit of an acquired taste  

Less durable than other options

Columbia Outdry Ex Featherweight Shell Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Outdry

Insulation  No Weight 8.8 oz Material Nylon Ripstop Price $$

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Best Travel Rain Jacket 

9. North Face Venture 2

The North Face is a trusted brand for mountaineers and adventurers in every corner of the planet, and I’m constantly impressed by their consistent quality and craftsmanship. This all holds true for the Venture 2 to make it the best rain jacket for travel with solid performances in almost every criteria. 

In the weatherproofing criteria, North Face’s DryVent tech—utilizing layered polyurethane—works very well to keep the damp out in most conditions. The DWR finish at the same time reliably repels rain for the long run to keep the coat performing admirably for city or trail use. 

I’m also impressed by the very durable construction that you get for such a low price tag. The 70D thick material definitely holds up to hiking. As you might expect, however, having such a thick coat does come with a couple of drawbacks. 

For one: the bulky fit. Great for layering, but it can feel a little baggy and unwieldy. The hood is, surprisingly, the exact opposite of this description and won’t fit over helmets. So look out traveling climbers! Nevertheless, the overall hood design is very straightforward plus comfortable, and it works nicely to protect your dome from the elements. 

The different color options will spice up your entire trip too, to easily make the Venture 2 the best rain jacket for you travelers out there (including women travelers).

Pros  Cons

Huge number of color options 

Budget friendly 

Good venting options – Armpit zips 

Packable 

Smaller hood – doesn’t fit over most helmets 

Could be more breathable 

North Face Venture 2 Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

DryVent 

Insulation  No Weight 11.6 oz Material Nylon Ripstop Price $

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Best Breathable Rain Jacket 

10. Mammut Wenaha

We all like breathing, and so does your skin. To keep that clammy, progressing-towards-jungle-conditions-air away from the inside of your coat, we have the Wenaha by Mammut. Soft inner lining, armpit zips and excellent air flow all come together to form what is definitely the best rain jacket for breathability and keeping cool in all conditions! 

Mammut expertly puts their Gore-Tex Paclite material to use by completely locking out all moisture for entering, and yet allowing enough airflow to prevent you from turning into a mobile sweat machine. However, heavy hiking or running can inevitably result in some heat buildup. In that case, the armpit zips are perfect for a quick and seamless heat dump without having to fully unzip, or remove the jacket. 

I’m also a huge fan of the very smooth and comfortable inner material that not only makes this jacket a pleasure to wear, but it also keeps it from sticking to your skin in those hotter circumstances. Exteriorly speaking, the Wenaha cuts a very trim and sleek profile that looks natural in just about every situation. The same goes for the women’s version. Nobody said your adventure raincoat couldn’t be classy too! 

The exceptional airflow, heat-dumping capacity and comfortable fit easily make the Wenaha the best rain jacket for a cool and comfortable experience. To be fair, the tough design has resulted in a fairly hefty coat at 1lb, but to have all that durability and still maintain great breathability is a unique success right there!  

Pros  Cons

Excellent breathability 

Great trim fit 

Very durable construction 

Mammut Wenaha Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore-Tex Paclite

Insulation  No Weight 16 oz Material Polyester Price $$

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Best Packable Rain Jacket 

11. Montbell Versalite

For stuffing a rain jacket into your pack, car, or pocket, the Versalite by Montbell is definitely the best rain jacket. Extremely light with its own dedicated stuff-sack and impressive waterproofing, just fold and forget! 

Weighing in at a mere 6.4 ounces, this jacket is a trifle to stuff in an unused nook or cranny. While not quite as light as my favorite lightweight rain jacket—Patagonia Storm Racer—what sets the Versalite apart is the included stuff sack.

Almost nothing makes me shiver and curse more when whipping out a rain coat than to find it’s already wet! Horrible, right? Well, the included stuff sack is also water resistant, which is absolutely glorious for storing on the outside of a hiking pack for easy access! The women’s jacket works the exact same way.

Now the downside, at a mere 10D thickness, this rain coat is incredibly thin. Again, great for packing, cramming, stashing, or whatever you do; but poor for longterm durability. Therefore, I suggest treating it gently for optimal lifespan. 

The Montbell Versalite is without a doubt the best rain jacket for you space constrained individuals! This jackets will fit just about anywhere, be protected by its stuff sack, and be bone-dry when the time comes to throw it on in a hurry! 

Pros  Cons

Very lightweight 

Dedicated water resistant stuff-sack

Excellent waterproofing for a two-layer coat   

Very thin which may compromise durability 

Montbell Versalite Specs:

Features Details Waterproofing

Gore Windstopper

Insulation  No Weight 6.4 oz Material 10D Ripstop Nylon Price $$

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What Are the Best Rain Jacket Buying Considerations? 

Not all rain jackets are the same! Some are heavy-duty constructions that are meant to hold up to absolutely everything you can throw at them, while others are very lightweight shells for the weight counters out there. There are also differences in quality, material and function to consider that all add up to a daunting quagmire of options, so how do you decide?

That’s why I’m here! I’ve itemized the critical coat criteria from start to finish so you know exactly what you’re looking at along with its strengths and weaknesses. So let’s jump straight in. 

1. Weight

In general, heavy duty thick jackets will weigh more than the ultralight shells out there. Now for standard day-to-day use, this is can become a non-issue where a few ounces won’t keep you from getting to work on time. But there are circumstances where weight is everything! 

Think ultralight distance hikes or extreme trail running and marathons. In those situations, every single ounce counts and must earn its place. A featherlight shell that still keeps the rain at bay and packs down to almost nothing is very valuable. 

Therefore, depending on your intended activity, keep an eye on jacket weight!

2. Waterproofing

All rain jackets are completely waterproof, right? Well, not exactly. Nearly every brand has its own method to achieve their waterproofing—and all with varying degrees of success. 

The basic system seen on the market is a bare two-layer system that features a waterproof coating plus a mesh layer to protect it. These tend to be on the bulky side and often lack breathability. They’re therefore very basic and I’d only recommend them for occasional and casual use, except with a couple notable exceptions above.

Not having the proper waterproof gear can really ruin your trip!

The tried-and-true method is the standard three-layer system in which the waterproofing is sandwiched between two protective and durable layers. These tend to be the most effective and, therefore, the most expensive options on the market, with excellent moisture protection and breathability to keep you comfortable at the same time. 

The actual method of waterproofing, however, also varies greatly. Many companies have their own proprietary method, such as Columbia’s OutDry or Marmot’s NanoPro or Patagonia’s H2No, and most work extremely well. But remember that water is incredibly persistent and can sometimes seep through with prolonged exposure, and not all jackets are immune. So reference the reviews above and remember that established adventure brands are the best bet.

But there’s yet another avenue for water to find its way under your coat, and that’s due to poor feature design. 

3. Features

Why do you want the best rain jacket on the market? Is it for running or traveling or rainy commutes? Whatever the reason is, it drastically influences what features you want to be on the lookout for. 

Hoods, for one, vary drastically from coat to coat. Basic models will feature an equally basic hood with maybe one, or none, cinch cords to help tighten it around your head. Other models will go into much more details with two or more levels or securing the hood to ensure that it moves with you from side to side, gives you a wide field of view and, of course, keeps out the rain the whole time. Finally, if you’re planning on helmet wearing activities, make sure your hood is big enough to cover it, or comfortable enough to wear under! 

Cinching wrists are another feature that are incredibly useful as nobody enjoys the sensation of dampness creeping up their arm from a leaky wrist. Similarly, a sealable or adjustable waist is also very useful for the exact same reason! 

A final feature that I’d like to cover is armpit zips. When the heat starts to build up inside a coat from hard activity, it’s like a breath of fresh air to be able to unzip and dump some warmth without having to take off the whole coat. I’m particularly fond of coats with full-length zips so you can transition into poncho mode when needed. But also remember, another culprit of heat buildup can be poor jacket breathability.  

4. Breathability

Almost nothing is worse than slipping into a raincoat and later finding that you’re just as wet anyway from your own humidity and sweat, might just as well rinse off in the rain! The trick for coat manufacturers is, therefore, to develop a material that keeps rain and dampness from getting in, yet allows moisture and vapor to escape. 

The general leader of the pack in this department is Gore-Tex. It’s been applied far and wide for both raincoats and boots, and it’s generally a fairly safe option. Other companies have recently been developing alternatives—recall Columbia’s OutDry or Marmot’s NanoPro or Patagonia’s H2No?—that all also work to combine waterproofing and breathability. 

One important note to consider is that high-quality, and equally high pricing, ultralight (UL) raincoats typically do not include extraordinary breathability. They are focusing on trimming weight wherever they can, cutting out all non-essentials, and breathability often does not make the cut. 

UL options aside, the better the coat you opt for from an established brand, the better breathability you’re paying for. But you don’t only benefit from just a cool ride by choosing high-quality items. I truly cannot overstate that the more you focus on superior products from reputable brands, the more likely you are to buy your best rain jacket ever in every criterion. 

5. Cost and Quality

I know it hurts, but if you want the best rain jacket on the market, you’re probably going to have to pay for it. The jackets with top-tier durability, waterproofing, breathability and features will undoubtedly set you back a pretty penny. But I find it always helps to consider this point: Would you rather be stuck out in the woods, on a mountain or even on your way to work in the driving rain with a mediocre coat that essentially just filters the water for you? I think not! So take the time, consider your options and intended activities, and pick out the best rain jacket that fits your lifestyle and will benefit you the most! 

The next time you’re hiking, biking, running, just commuting to work or doing just about anything caught in the rain, you’re going to be glad you’ve been prepped on the best rain jackets on the market.

You know the materials, you have your required features in mind and you understand the importance of breathability. And, finally, you have a complete list of the best rain jackets for nearly every occasion. So take a look, pick out the jacket that will work best for you and let the adventuring begin rain or shine! 

Have fun and stay safe, eh?

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