#non-civ ask

[parkcivconfess]

hello! welcome to THE parkour civilization confessions blog!! you can submit basically anything, just don't be weird and do not sexualize the real people behind said characters, respect their boundaries first and foremost, thank you!

this blog doesn't have a set dni since most confessions will likely be anonymous and that means i don't know who's actually sending them. that being said, please no lolisho / shotacon supporters, proship, or pro / neu-contact. also DSMP fans who support the problematic creators please DNI. no DSMP-related asks, please!

although this is a blog mainly dedicated to parkour civilization, feel free to send in thing's about pvp civilization, vault civilization, minecraft simulation, and tabis show!

NSFW: okay! just nothing like non-con, ageplay, etc. come to the freak zone 👅👅...

limits explained more HERE

TAGS: non-civ ask, freaky civ (NSFW tag), ON THE FRIDGE!! (my personal favorites), fic share (for fanfics you send in!), civ arts (for artworks based on previous asks!), voidplay (EXACTLY what it sounds like)

AU TAGS: abo civilization (pkciv / other's in the omegaverse), stage civilization (pkciv but ailen stage), squid civ (pkciv but squid games)

* this blog will have personalized tags onwards from dec 3 2024 !

ANONS: ⛓️‍💥, 🐝, 👢, 🪽, ‼️🔥, 🍷, AfterCare Anon, ForceFem Anon, ChampionWatt Anon, Seawatt Parent Anon, Parkour Sea Anon, :3, :P,

OTHER THINGS ↓

EST time – they / he prns! i draw sometimes.

fav pkciv ships: seavbo, polykour, guardbo, bathbo (the guy in vault civ who was chilling in the bathtub. ik he TECHNICALLY doesn't doesn't count and the guard from pvpciv doesn't count either but IDGAFFF!!), tavbo

[iceskeletonatlas]

"Okay yeah nevermind about me NOT being ill, I caught a cold a few hours after I thought I was finally better."

"This is.. really ironic, being partly ice.."

"I'll probably get better in a week, hopefully."

(Ooc: Yeah I got ill again. Will be taking a break for about a week since I need to rest up.)

[thewanderingstarz]

"Hm.. this should be working.."

"Oh there we go, it is..!"

"So uhm.. I'm Soleil! A friend of Atlas. They told me this'll help my interactions with other people.. so feel free to send any asks you may have!"

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Info:

Another ask blog run by @theguidinglightmoth (aka @iceskeletonatlas )

Here Soleil uses he/they and are on the pro level, so the level above Atlas.

He typically sneaks down to secretly give more food to their friend Atlas. Or the others if Atlas has enough.

Oh and they sometimes are called 'the star' but in the sense of watching the others below him. He truly wants to help those below as they believe it's unfair for the people that are not as skilled as others to not get a chance to progress.

Oh and he's almost fallen off three different times. They don't have the best balance out there out of anyone else. Which on another note, he did intentionally push off another pro because he thinks nobody will know, he still doesn't know just yet if anyone watched them do that to someone innocent.

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Rules:

No nsfw, I will not answer those either if I do get it.

The magic anon stuff is fine, go silly with it! I wanna see the stuff this oc gets put through.

Oh and have decency, don't be homophobic / racist / Islamophobic / transphobic, pretty sure that's common sense though. Plus doing that here will get you blocked.

[workingforitallthetime]

as everyone else gave boring predictable answers to the boring “what skill would you steal from someone in the nhl?” question (matthews’ shot/mcdavid’s speed BORING BORING BORING), leo carlsson said he would steal “lundqvist’s looks” and i just might be getting attached to this guy.

[dionysus-complex]

last night my spouse asked “is Vergil’s love of bees the main thing he’s known for, or is that just a niche classicist thing?” and I had to explain that the Aeneid is a whole thing. and I could leave this post there as a fun anecdote from my classicist-married-to-non-classicist household, but there’s also something interesting here in that it reinforces a trend I’ve noticed in teaching both Greek and Roman Civ classes for the last 5 years which is that non-specialists are now much more familiar with the Homeric epics and Greek material in general than they are with the Aeneid or really any Roman literature.

and I think there are a variety of reasons for this — the Odyssey especially seems to have a really strong transhistorical resonance as an adventure story (plus the hook of “man really wants to go home to his wife and his house,” which is admittedly universal), and pop culture in the last few decades has really amplified the prominence of Greek mythology in ways that have obviously helped the Iliad’s visibility. but there are also ways in which I feel like the Aeneid has very particular resonances at our historical moment - e.g. as a refugee narrative, as a comment on imperialism, etc — and so it’s kind of fascinating to me that familiarity with it seems to have dropped to the point that few of my students know anything about it before taking a Roman Civ class, when even in the mid-20th century I imagine the Aeneid may well have been more familiar to your average non-specialist than the Iliad

[iatrophilosophos]

Not to be like. The thing i love is something everyone else should be obsessed with too. But it's honestly kinda wild how much like ppl I even agree with generally are missing out on medical history. Like. Every anticiv i know is so on it abt contemporary medical autonomy & the construction of a common medical knolwege & has a good take on medical epistemology but very few people actually talk abt like, thr construction of an alienated & regulated medical class and public health as a thing civs do when it's like, rlly important to how i understand these things

Part of the problem is. There ain't good books. We got good books abt other stuff. But there's not actually a good medical history with like, the set of lenses that are important

I've tried to write this thing a number of times but historical scholarship is just incredibly fucking hard to do at the level that feels like. Responsible? Like idrc abt academic standards but it is generally good to have sources instead of being like "just trust me bro this is what happened" + the purposes i would want a piece like that to serve kind of, require, not just asking for trust, and I just like...didn't learn in a way that's very conducive to being reproduced like I'm just Insane and have read/listened to a buncha stuff that's incredibly bad and annoying and I'll look into Any historical medical anecdote that crosses my path and I know a lot about united states medical history & licensing history bc herbalism + international western & ancient history also bc herbalism (western herbalism does a lot of like, pulling sources from anywhere in the past 2-3000ish years w snippets of context to hold in conversation, it's a really cool way to deal with info verification; Ayurveda and TCM do this too, it's the main way written-word-based big medical systems pre or w/o scientific studies do this thing...it's a lot less reliable now that everyone and their grandma is on a prescription medication we gotta deal with possible interactions for but otherwise, big fan! I could go on a tangent here abt non-written-word societies going harder on common knowledge medicine as a different way of accomplishing similar goals but yeah)

And uh yeah every time I try to.talk abt it it becomes this multi threaded pile of word vomit because there's so much and it's so interesting and the basic public understanding of Most of these ideas, down to how to taxonomize medicine beyond "the legally dominant one (good)" (not actually super cohesive but WHATEVER) and "the other ones (bad)", is basically zilch

[civilotterneer]

with the bombshell of a surprise the mpreg Civ art was, it's made me wonder about the sort of boundaries of what you're okay with when it comes to you and your characters. for Livic I can imagine what is allowed is alot more "forgiving" than say you or even Lye.

bc to be frank, you don't seem like the kind of person to enjoy vore art of their fursona.

I don't know if you ever mentioned it in a previous post (also tumblr's search feature can be pretty icky yuck)but the newly made Civ fanart popped that question into my head.

Drawing Civil Otterneer-verse Characters Rules and Boundaries

I'm glad you brought it up, anon! Setting some boundaries is a good thing to have, and I'll be linking this post to my new Pinned Intro Soon so it can be found in the future.

I'm perfectly okay with anyone drawing any of my characters. Civ, Livic, Lye, etc, any of them are free game to your disposal! The fact that you choose to draw my characters is already a big deal to me!

TL,DR: Avoid hard kinks for Civ (remember that Civ IS me IRL), avoid sexual subjects AT ALL for Lye, do whatever you want to Livic or other characters, and if in doubt: feel free to reach out and ask for permission!

However, as a relatively vanilla furry, there are a few things I'm not as comfortable with. This is mostly character specific as some are different than others, and it's mostly a protection around two of them:

Civ and Lye

They are my closest babies, and thus I'm gonna be a bit more stringent around them.

For Civ, remember that Civ is a representation of IRL me, in almost every way. Drawing Civ is like drawing me. Some more out-there kinks are a bit unpleasant for me, so vore, inflation, BDSM, latex gear, etc. I'm very basic, like REALLY basic, pH 12 basic, so that kind of stuff is uncomfortable for me to be drawn in. I won't like auto block you unless its an issue, but know I may not be as appreciative.

This extends to violence and other stuff as well, I wanna be a cute otter online, not be involved in that kind of stuff. Stuff like events in Echo, including horror and close calls is actually okay though, but don't draw him with his guts spilling out please.

However, soft sexual stuff is fine, and I'm actually a huge fan of implied or environmentally-censored nudity. Speedos are my thing, and relatively kink-free gay sex is free game. A warning would be appreciated but isn't required.

Anything non-sexual or non-violent is absolutely open, no warning required at all. Draw it all ya want!

Lye is a very special cat. Do not draw sexual art of her at all! She is a very unsexualized individual, being very asexual to the extent of detesting sex in general. Kinks are out due to this. The exemption is stuff like "step on me" kinda stuff. She would find it funny or detesting. Example: you draw an art of her stepping on someone. Said someone is horny about it, and she's more like "Oh of course you're getting off to this, you horny devil" while being exasperated.

Livic and Others

Now, with Livic, if you REALLY want to draw a kink or something real crazy that I would not like on Civ, Livic is your guy. He basically exists to be the target of these kinds of things, and he's a guy who'd probably be into a lot of the 'more-interesting' things. This isn't a mandate to draw him that way, I personally will only ever make relatively vanilla art of him, but if you really wanna draw the otter being in a real-fucked situation, he's your guy. He's free real estate.

Doesn't mean I'll be a super big fan of it, I'm still a vanilla person, but at least then I won't feel weird about it. It also means I probably won't role-play interact with it as much.

For other characters, I put them in the same bucket as Livic, in that I don't really mind. They just don't have big "DO THINGS TO THIS MAN" signs around them.

In Conclusion

I'm super supportive of yall whenever you feel like drawing my guys! And when in doubt, just ask me to make sure! Otherwise, have fun art-ing!

[gravestone-sys]

do you want to ramble about any of your writings… :3 full permission is given

okay so like the evbo one strikes deep into my SOUL because THZTS DO FUCKING SAD???? and also like i think pvpciv would not be a very progressive place and so it's really :[[[ when he finds out he has a BOYFRIEND in parkour civ because he's probably seen so many fucking Hate Crimes?? I think it also scared him kind of because he hadn't had a friend before so he thought he was attracted to Tabi but that Might Not be true anymore and thays Scary.

and the mockingjay one is so AJHFHGHF. cause I mean. OBVIOUSLY my girl has nightmares. all of them do. but Jay is always the one to help everyone Else with their nightmares. and for Chip to see the badass person he knew like this? it kind of scared him. but it also was so Raw coming from Jay. and like. the way that she let him into her space while she was struggling?? thays so. :[[[[[ /pos. and of course I had to write them kissinf because. what else is fanfiction for. /silly. uhm and then when she had another nightmare about Chip but she KNEW IT WASN'T REAL AND SHE WARDED OFF THE NIGHTMARE. and them being silly when Jay woke up!!!!! also Jay Ferin stims. canon.

and the SECIND evbo one I'm thinking about is UFJFHFJFJFJF. Tabi BETRAYED HIM and that was hisFIRST FRJSND EVER. Raymond is gonna feel so Bad and Maybe we'll have an encounter with Zam.....

shoot me another ask if you want me to rant about my non fanfic writing because they don't really fit here.

[frostycatblr-fandom-files]

I saw your requests are open so I hope it's alright if I ask for some Captain Rex headcanons with an anxious love interest or s/o? Like maybe she's nervous about working near/with the GAR as a civ but our 💙 good captain in blue 💙 makes sure she's doing okay whenever he gets a chance/wants an excuse to be near her >///< It's okay if you don't wanna do this or find it trickey, I don't wanna pressure you 💙💙

More than alright, anon; plenty welcome, in fact! I'm feeling it for Rex lately myself, admittedly, so I hope I did him justice. I went with pre-relationship scenarios, so I hope that’s alright! If you’d like me to do a part a little differently, or follow up with the actual relationship, don’t hesitate to send in another request. 💙

Warnings and Information: Our good Captain in Blue has taken an interest in a certain civilian employee of the GAR, and it seems he's not quite so alone in feeling those butterflies in his stomach around her like he thought… Undescribed fem!Reader with unspecified anxiety/anxious tendencies. Little bit of mutual pining and some fluff, primarily. Follows bullet point format. No Mando'a used this time. The reader is given different "nicknames" from the Clones to bypass the use of a name in some cases.

Word count: 2,531

First meeting you

He wholeheartedly supported the inclusion of civilian staff in the Grand Army of the Republic. If there could be non-Jedi staff at the Jedi Temple, why not have non-Clones working alongside the soldiers? It only made sense, in a way. 

And despite initial (and natural) concerns from his men and brothers of the 501st Legion, they had no reason to feel wary about being treated unkindly or with prejudice by any who passed the background inspections to serve alongside the men in other manners. Clerical. Mechanics. Inventory specialists. A team of cooks and a handful of barbers were certainly popular rumors. The one thing in common was they were all kind and even friendly with his men, at the end of the day. 

So the Captain gave it little thought to see civilian staff on base between missions: after a certain point, you just get used to them being there and respond "It's good to be back." to everyone welcoming you back to your home away from home as you step off the LAATs. Another victory secured for the glory of the Republic. 

However, he'll always take notice of a new face. There's a young woman who has just transferred here in his absence. The polite thing to do is introduce himself, but when he approaches and goes to extend his hand, he's surprised to find you shy away in alarm - just a little. "Welcome to our humble little base. It's nice to meet you. I'm Captain Rex of the five-oh-fir- Ma'am, is… everything alright?" he asks, curious and a little concerned. 

Your smile is sweet and apologetic as you tuck an errant strand of hair back into place before introducing yourself with your name. "I'm sorry, Captain Rex, I wasn't expecting any introductions when you've just gotten back. You surprised me." you explain, now cradling the datapad against your chest, or morerather squeezing it against you almost. Oh, that explains it, he just startled you. "That's alright. Sorry for scaring you." 

He would have liked to continue to get to know you beyond the few little exchanges they had, before he was called to the war room for a debriefing and he needed to excuse himself to answer the comms. But he really wants to get to know you better. Learn where you had transferred from and why, and how recently. How you liked the base, so far, and how you were adjusting. Thankfully, there'll be time later, at least. 

One thing, when he gets the time to know you, that becomes immediately clear to Rex in very short order is that you deal with some degree of anxiety (or at least anxious tendencies) in your day-to-day beyond getting adjusted to the transfer. There's a few notable quirks and idiosyncrasies that come up whenever you're nervous, Rex notices. And the anxiety is not just a product of wartime, either. There's a way you just "know". 

Being helpful and sweet

Captain Rex asks a few of his brothers to try offering a little friendship to help ease you further into this transfer. Ideally, he'd do as much of this himself as he could, but he doesn't always have the time to spare. 

But he uses every opportunity he can to check on you himself, of course. As you start coming out of your shell, and your personality really starts to come through, that's when Rex thinks about inventing reasons to seek your company. He's got a few minutes free, he's already in the hangar, maybe he could swing by and see how you're doing, maybe have a quick chat. He picked up an extra drink from the canteen by mistake, maybe you'd like something to drink? Does he really need to run this little bit of paperwork by you if your job is minimally involved? No, not really, but he has a chance to talk to you. 

Jesse deduces early on that he “must really like our new transfer if you keep volunteering to take all the forms even remotely involved to her for everyone, Captain.” Jesse is being teasing and suggestive about it. Rex brushes it off and explains it away easily enough, kind of for himself as much as it is for Jesse and the others. “She wouldn’t admit to it, but I think the last time everyone was coming in and out of her office with all the forms and paperwork for her all day kind of sent her into a tizzy. If I just collect it now, and give it to her all at one time, it’ll make it easier on her. She’s still adjusting here. Just trying to make it easier on her until she’s settled in comfortably.” There’s a few sympathetic winces around the room, hearing that you ended up feeling anxious at the end of that day. And there’s a slightly cheeky grin from Fives that concerns him, only initially, but he finds it’s one of the agreeable smiles soon enough. “Makes sense, Captain. If there’s anything I can do to help-” Echo elbows his chest plate meaningfully, “If there’s anything we can do to help, Echo and I will be glad to do it.” Fives smoothly corrects himself as he volunteers to assist the Captain in assisting this new civ employee.

You who are so incredibly, incredibly kind, and compassionate to the needs of his men (and polite in your professional interactions with him). His men are always so kind to her in turn. Stars, he thinks he finds himself almost falling in love with you, bit by bit. You can be forgiven for your shyness when you're just so kind with everyone you meet. 

The way to his heart is through his brothers

You’re muttering worriedly as you shuffle all the stacks of flimsiplast and a few datapads you need to return to people, looking for something. Dogma notices, and starts walking towards you, clearing his throat from a distance to announce his presence. Give you a warning that someone is approaching. "You won't find it on your desk: I took that report to General Skywalker during his meeting for you, miss. I would have let you know, but I couldn't find you." You give Dogma a gracious smile in light of his act of kindness when you ask where a particular report on your desk went, rather than looking or acting upset any longer that it seemingly disappeared when you went to the ladies' fresher. "Oh, that was sweet of you, Dogma, thank you… I appreciate you doing that." It was no trouble, Dogma promises you. (Both Rex and Dogma silently reason with themselves that she didn't need to know Dogma had almost gotten into a little bit of trouble with the other Generals for being so focused on delivering the report on her behalf he completely forgot to knock before he came in.) 

You and Tup get along swimmingly. Rex finds himself - curiously - envying his brother only for a moment every time he finds Tup getting a little help with wrangling his hair. Thick and full of curls, the typical hair ties they can get their hands on often only last a mission or two before they can't contain his hair under his bucket. "Hey, Tup? You got a second?" He glances at Rex for approval for a moment; they're due to leave in a few minutes and are going over strategy. Rex nods. "What can I do for ya, darlin'?" You pull a little packet of hair ties from a pocket in your jumpsuit, and offer to redo the bun he has to throw together in a hurry with no time to replace a snapped band. "I went to a beauty salon yesterday on my day off, and I saw these. They're advertised to work better for your hair type than these." You explain as you pluck out the broken elastic and rebuild Tup's bun with ease. "There. Now I feel better. I hope those will work for you, Tup." Tup grins appreciatively, and promises he'll do his best when you wish them all luck and to come back safely before returning to your work. (Rex imagines your touch must be so gentle if Tup keeps touching his hair to check that it's truly tied up.) The hair tie outlasts the mission and then some. It’s weeks before Tup has to ask you for another, and he grins from ear to ear, eyes bright with surprise when you give him the remainder of the packet, promising the rest are his. “Oh darlin’, you’re too nice… Are you sure? Thank you.”

Captain Rex often finds Echo and Fives crowded near your desk while you work. The first instance of this, he's concerned about them bothering you of course, but just as he comes along to tell them to go share a shadow with someone else (Him. It's going to be him that they'll bother.) he finds that the three of you are figuring out the difference between form 1587-A and form A1587. "Hmm, look at this subsection here on 87-A, it's asking for things like what's been added to a materials manifest. That's not on the other form is it, Fives?" Echo asks, pouring over one form as Fives looks at the other for you. Three heads set to one task would get this sorted out. "Doesn't look like it. Oh, hey Captain. Need us for something? We're just helping her out with these forms." Fives replies before taking notice of the Captain, who's standing at a short distance. "No, no," Rex replies with an easy smile as you and Echo join Fives in looking up at him, "Only wondering what you three were up to. Don't mind me." he promises, only staying for a few more moments to watch as you and his men sort this mystery out. He's not sure if you're looking a little flushed in the face because of the paperwork debacle, or because he's watching you. 

You have to hunt him down one morning for a signature, dressed rather nicely today. You have a meeting with the head of the civilian staff, and you need one last thing before you attend. "Captain Rex? Could I get you to sign off on this paperwork for me please since it pertains to the manifest you sent me?" Rex apologizes earnestly to you as he scribbles down the approval. "I'm so sorry, I must have forgotten… Was so concerned about Denal that it just slipped my mind." Kix chuckles softly, reassuringly. "He'll be fine, Captain. That battle droid was in worse shape than Denal after Jesse got to his position." Kix quickly promises to give you the story later as Rex returns the datapad to you, his hands brushing against yours innocently. Something feels electric between you from such a simple gesture. "You look nice today, sweetheart. Good luck with your meeting." Kix calls after you, chuckling softly when you can do little more than smile over your shoulder, your face looking a mite flushed with color at the compliment. His team medic turns to him to say something, but changes course when he notices that Rex hasn’t moved a muscle since your fingers grazed over his own. “Hmm, maybe it’s a little warmer here than I realized. You’re also looking rather flushed, Captain.” 

He’s fine, just feels a little strange. He can’t explain why, though.  

Catching feelings for each other

It takes a while for it to happen, but while Hardcase’s runaway speederbike doesn’t hit him as he’s taking it to the hangar to get it repaired, the realization sure does when many of Torrent Company come back from their last assignment dirty, disheveled and oh-so-tired, and you just simply smile at him and his men and tell them all individually, by name, that you’re glad to see him safe? Oh Maker. That’s when he knows. Yes, he loves you. “It’s good to see you made it back safely, Captain Rex. Welcome back.” Like a few of his men before him, since you greeted him last, you give him the option for a welcoming friendly gesture, but there’s a moment where you hesitate before you decide you’ll be a little braver.

“You look like you could use a good hug rather than a handshake, Captain.” You promise him a little grease, ash and soot from the battlefield won’t hurt your jumpsuit - which are meant to get dirty, after all. You just feel a little something extra will do him some good, seeing that you can notice how simply tired he is. (It was a successful campaign and fortunately, they lost very few troops this time.) 

Seeing how serious you seem about it, Rex agrees. “That sounds nice.”

Both of you laugh and smile nervously, nerves buzzing with energy, by the time you and the Captain break the hug. You don’t want to risk getting in trouble when you’re still technically within your probationary period for anything like unprofessional conduct or PDA, but kriff it. The brief hug was worth any anxiety attacks that might be brought on by overthinking this later. 

And if you were disciplined for offering the hug, Captain Rex would absolutely lie and say it was his idea. He notices you seem to hug your arms across your chest whenever you get particularly anxious over some part of your work on occasion, seeing how you take deep, calming breaths before trying to tackle the problem again. He could play off the hug using that as an excuse should anyone come asking questions about it. It’s unlikely, but a man of his experience wants to be prepared for anything.

(Even your men who decide to give you a little ribbing about it.) 

“You’ve been smiling to yourself for the last ten minutes now, Captain. Any particular reason~?” He’s just glad to be home, Jesse. That’s a pretty good reason to smile.  “Oh, I’m sure… She must be glad too.” Jesse suggests with a short bark of laughter. He doesn’t pay it much mind, too busy calculating the days until the probationary period ends. 

That’s just a week away. “That’s when I can hopefully stop feeling so nervous, all the time… At least, when you’re away, Captain.” you had admitted to him, ignoring how hot your face felt, maybe even looked. "I really do appreciate how welcome you and your men have made me feel here… Thank you for that. I took a big chance on this job and a location transfer, but I’m glad I did. Otherwise I… wouldn’t have met you." 

And it’s more than okay when or if it turns out that your nervous tendencies don’t simply “disappear” by next week, too. Captain Rex has taken it into account and brushed up therapeutic and grounding techniques for those who live with anxiety as part of their daily lives, just in case he ever takes these feelings a step further, should he get an opportunity to. After all, his brothers are now taking bets on how long it is before the two of you are going to start doing things like getting lunch together from the mess…

Don't have a fic taglist for the time being, but I'll likely start one soon if I can figure out how to make those fancy forms some people have since I write a variety of stuff.

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[juno-stuffs]

intro post (finally)

▪︎ hey. i'm juno/kyp ▪︎

▪︎ i go by literally any pronouns ▪︎

▪︎ i draw and write (sometimes) ▪︎

▪︎ multifandom; currently obsessed over hachetfield ▪︎

▪︎ feel free to send in art requests or asks + open for art trades ▪︎

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fandoms (active)-

-[current hyperfixation] hatchetfield/ hatchetverse (the guy who didn't like musicals, nerdy prudes must die, black friday, nightmare time 1, nightmare time 2, etc.)

-greek mythology (specifically classics/iliad & odyssey) -some greek mythos adaptations (desire for peace, divine intervention, epic: the musical)

-aurora (comic)

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other fandoms (i don't talk about these often)-

-mcyt (parkour civ, life series, hermitcraft, empires)

-wings of fire

-carmen sandiego (2019)

-the owl house

-my little pony

-wild kratts (lmao)

-yhs (funneh)

-bistro huddy

-tgswiiwagaa

-descendants

-night owls and summer skies

-five nights at freddy's

-the amazing digital circus

-total drama island

-bfdi

-dead end: paranormal park

-ddlc

-poppy playtime

-jurassic world: camp cretaceous

-spiderverse

-avatar the last airbender

-smosh

-cinderella's castle

-class of 09 (sigh)

■■■ other other fandoms (don't love/like these [anymore] but i can talk about them)- -the song of achilles/circe

-hazbin hotel

-tcoaall (ew)

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other accounts-

@/rat_in_yo_walls - twitter account (ew)

@sapphos-fake-husband - alt (for other stuff)

@thief-of-the-palladium - lurker/reblog account

@liar-not-lyre - athena shitposting account

@lex-foster-daily - daily lex foster posting account

@tryannosaurus-lex - lex foster rp account

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tags- #junodrawsstuffs - art tag #junomakesstuffs - non art creating tag #junoyapsstuffs - random thoughts

[iceskeletonatlas]

"Heyy I'm alive! Thankfully."

"Just been busy with things, we probably know how that is, plus being ill.."

"I'm back now to answer anything to cure the boredom I have! At this point anything will do."

[baphomuttt]

hayy uh can we get to know what all the tail head cannons of all the stuff including civs??? (tails of phighters is what im asking)

been thinking about this ngl

might just list them ion wanna draw

Sword - Probably something avian related , idk like something feathery go bird man go

Skateboard - WAS going to say typical demon tail at the time of saving this , but ive changed for the better and see him more with a dog tail

Biograft - cord

Katana - get it owl man [ feathery tail ]

Banhammer - comically large dinosaur like demon tail [ im talking like ,, a physical inconvenience ] mf probably has tattoos on that thing like " I LOVE MY MOMMA " man child looki

Rocket - Mechanical shark / fish tail -? been iffy on this one recently

Slingshot - what if i said i hc him with a rabbit tail to be evil

Hyperlaser - fis [ mechanical ]

Shuriken - lizarb [ more specifically , either garden lizard or those horned lizards , like the ones that shoot blood outta their eyes ]

Scythe - unfortunately non rattlesnake tail [ gator or cobra tail ]

Medkit - my display name was stagkit for a looonngg time with reason [ stag's a type of deer , deer tail ya ]

Boombox - uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh draconic type tail idk [ maybe even racoon tail ? tanuki ??? ]

Subspace - hideous creature , shocking pink dragon millipede [ be careful if you look it up , pretty spiny and could set off a trigger idk ]

Vinestaff - pretty creature , draconic woodland tail [ see vinebean for reference ]

Civs - thinking just some wirey demon tail , or no tail

[malwarekinhelp]

Hello!!

This is a side blog :3

You can find me on pronouns.cc here:

I am typically on mobile. Whoops. \(>_<)/

I do:

- name suggestions

- pronoun suggestions

- typing quirk suggestions

- finding labels / flags

- coining labels / flags

- user boxes [love these!!]

- moodboards [without gifs, so no stimboards sorry!! I just can't stand scrolling through gifs (' ._.) ]

- phone / laptop backgrounds (please put the dimensions in the ask!!)try!

- pendulum readings

- tarot readings (to answer questions!!)

Also! I might be a kinhelp blog, but if you're not alterhuman and still want to request something on here, I don't mind, it's fun no matter what!

I don't have a DNI, I don't see the point. If you're mean I'll block you :3

That's all! Happy requesting <3!!

My Kintypes:

Non-canon SCP, SCP-20044, an organic non-biological "computer" thing. Idk how to explain it tbh hah.

Leafeon - Pokémon

Mituna Ampora - Homestuck (bloodswap)

Dave Strider - Homestuck (alpha/beta swap)

Enderman - Minecraft

Hearttypes:

Juice (jupiter icy moons explorer) - irl

Jupiter (as in the planet) - irl

Kinsidering

Seawatt - Parkour and/or PVP Civ

Maned wolf - irl

Serval - irl

[civilotterneer]

https://www.tumblr.com/civilotterneer/741347243244781569/why-so-many-furries-in-engineering?source=share

dawg u remember this? LAMOOOO "not a fursuiter and dont plan to be" womp womp times change

jkjkjkjk im yaking ur chain. dope suitwork tho !

Lmao, you're right but thanks for the compliment!

It's really funny to see where we go when a year passes! From non-suiter who thinks he's 'less cringe' than other furries (as a coping method to being early in to the furrification process) to a full on dude who fursuits and probably is about to make a touch of yiff.

Funny how stuff changes as we get older! I've started to give way less shits and thus have become free-er than ever to do whatever my little otter brain drags me to do. If anything, it's given me a touch of confidence too, confidence to just live it up and stop caring if someone thinks it's cringe or weird.

I also had a friend who egged on my creation skills with 3D printing and kinda made me confident enough to do it. Plus going to Aquatifur with them was a huge wake-up moment that made me really go "I see why people like this, I think I need it too". Shoutout to @kabandcoyote for pushing me to keep on it.

Although, instead of being the 'suspiciously wealthy furry with a $10K fursuit', I just decided to make it myself. At least old Civ would probably respect that part.

Old post referenced in ask:

[lab-trash]

Episode One

Read on AO3 or here

Prologue (Not necessary, but it's there)

Elevators usually made Leo antsy— ever since being stuck in one, after all— but it might’ve been worse when you were in one for nearly a minute already. Especially when you’re not sure what exactly it’s leading to, and the guy who could tell you, is standing right next to you and just choosing not to tell you. 

“Do you know where we are?” Leo asked, leaning into Chase’s space.

“Davenport Tower,” Chase said, “According to my GPS. As to why? Couldn’t tell ya.” Leo nodded once and stood back upright as the elevator doors began to open. 

“You are on the 110th floor of Davenport Tower, the most technologically advanced skyscraper in the world,” Donald said, leading them out of the elevator. Leo and Chase exchanged looks, having already known most of that information. 

Donald opened the door with a keycard.

“And this is your new home.”

“Wait, huh?” Leo spouted. Chase put his hand on Leo’s shoulder, leading him into the apartment.

“Woah! Check out that view!” Chase exclaimed, dashing away from Leo. 

“Okay,” Leo said. “This is acceptable.” 

“Just acceptable?” He asked, annoyed. Leo shrugged. “This penthouse is where I spent my years as a bachelor. Boy, if these walls could talk. Actually they can talk.” He practically dives for his desk, activating a tablet. “Walls off! Walls off!”

“Good,” Leo said. “I do not need Eddie pestering me here too. Three years was long enough with him, and one year was not long enough without him.”

“And I’m glad I don’t have to learn whether that was actually Eddie or something even more annoying or disturbing!” Chase agreed with a smile.

“You know what? Let's go out onto the terrace. I wanna show you something,” Donald said, basically ignoring their statements. 

Regardless, Leo and Chase followed Donald out onto the balcony, where there was a floating logo. 

“This holographic emblem represents your new team, or as I like to call it, an elite force,” Donald said. 

“Cool! When do we get to meet the others?” Chase prompted.

“Right now.” Donald swiped his hand at the ‘emblem’ and it spun into non-existence, revealing 3 familiar folks. ”I used a 3-D hologram wall! Kaz, Skylar and Oliver have been standing there the entire time!”

“Five hours to be exact,” The one who must’ve been Oliver said. 

In all honesty, Leo only really remembered Kaz— as did Chase— and he doubted that guy was Skylar. 

That and the fact that this Skylar resembled Skylar Storm, which meant there was a huge likelihood that this was the real Skylar Storm. 

“Let's not forget the two hours we spent rehearsing how to stand,” The Skylar Storm said. 

“Obviously we need three hours, because you're still not doing it right.” Leo cringed as he watched his step-father reposition the Skylar Storm’s position. As if the real-life superhero would know less about how to look like a hero than this civ. 

“It's great to see you guys!” Chase exclaimed, then immediately leaned into Donald’s space. “What are they doing here?”

“Mighty Med hospital was destroyed,” Skylar said, earning the bionics’ attention.

“What?” Leo yawped. 

“This is all that's left of it,” Kaz said, pulling his phone from his pocket and showing them the screen. 

“What nutcase did that?” Leo asked, examining the rubble.

“We have our theories,” Kaz said, glaring at an ashamed Oliver. “But we don’t technically know. Personally, I’m sure they’re connected to Mr Terror.”

It was weird for Leo to see Kaz so serious when before he was making sandwiches over his brother’s near-corpse. 

“They wanted to use my technology to track the criminals, but I had a better idea: to create an all-powerful team combining bionic heroes and superheroes.” Despite the situation, Leo nodded with a smile.

“Alright! When do we get to meet the superheroes?” He asked excitedly.

“You're looking at them,” Oliver said. Okay, mildly disappointing, but… still cool. Chase gave them an inquisitive look.

“Oh, yeah. Oliver and I have superpowers now,” Kaz said, motioning to the pair. Oliver nodded, while Skylar looked primarily irritated. Chase huffed a laugh.

“Yeah? You fall into a vat of radioactive waste? Wait, no, don't tell me… bitten by a supernatural spider!” Chase mimicked spiderman, which Leo didn’t think was fair. 

“Don't be ridiculous!” Oliver exclaimed. “We made indirect contact with a cosmic rock called the Arcturian while trying to stop my mom from becoming the most powerful supervillain in existence,” He said casually, almost like it was obvious.

“Yep, spoiler alert. It did not work,” Kaz said. There was a little more of that whimsy. 

“Oh, a magic space rock! And was that delivered by a bunch of little green men?” Leo pressed his lips into a thin line. He tapped Chase’s shoulder.

“Chase?”

“What?” 

“Skylar’s not from earth.” 

Chase looked at Skylar, stunned, before morphing into a weak smile.

“I mean…” 

“Just stop talking,” Skylar said, shaking her head. Chase nodded once, stepping back to put space between him and the supers. 

“Ignore Chase,” Leo said, a bit nervously. “I tried to get him interested in the whole superhero thing after we met the first time, but he just pointed out the ‘plot holes,’ and ‘unrealistic’ stuff. I don’t think it’s really processed that superheroes really exist.” He laughed, still laced with tension. “I mean, I can hardly wrap my mind around it and I’ve been reading comics since before I could read!” 

“Well, excuse me Leo, if I can’t believe that these two have superpowers,” Chase said. “For us, it’s—”

Kaz made Chase stop talking with the ignition of his arm, launching a stream of fire into the house and at the fireplace. Leo scrunched his face slightly trying to withhold his laughter upon Chase’s reaction.

“But that–” He pointed to the fireplace in bewilderment. “But the human body can't–” He stepped close enough to Kaz that Leo wondered if he was gonna head-butt him. “I'm watching you FireBoy,” He said, in a voice that frankly reminded him of Spike a tad bit.

“Okay, Kaz has fire stuff. What about you, Oliver?” 

“The Arcturian must’ve wanted us to be inverses, because my powers are all water and ice. Although, we both can do this,” He said with a nearly-mischievous smile.

He dashed over to the fence of the terrace… and jumped off. Leo nodded as Chase ran to watch him fall. 

“Well, it was a good team while it lasted,” Chase said, patting Donald on the back. 

“So you guys can fly?” Leo asked, earning a nod from Kaz toward the city. As if on cue, Oliver flew up, screaming. 

“What the!” Chase exclaimed, stepping back next to Kaz to see Oliver flying in the sky.

“Hey, he’s not bad!” 

“Wait for it,” Skylar uttered, and Leo noticed Kaz deliberately walking away from where Chase was standing.

Which, made sense when Oliver crashed onto the balcony, taking Chase down with him.

“Sorry. Still working on the landings,” Oliver grunted. 

“Okay, I’ve been standing in these god forsaken heels for two hours, can we please go back inside?” Skylar prompted, glaring at Donald. 

“Why’d you wear heels then?” Chase asked.

“Because our wardrobe had to be approved by your dad and wouldn’t sign off on most of my clothes.” 

“Guess Alan and Horace had a point all those times,” Kaz muttered. Skylar backhanded his shoulder. 

“Let’s just go inside, please,” Skylar said.

“Yeah, I need to get your living quarters set up anyway,” Donald said, leading them back inside. He dashed up the stairs as quickly as someone of his size and age could.

“So, how did you three manage to escape before Mighty Med was destroyed?” Chase asked.

“Looking for my mom,” Oliver said. Chase narrowed his eyes. 

“Mr Terror,” Kaz said. “Ironically, if we were there, we probably would’ve found her.” His voice was weak again, lacking any joy or whimsy.  

“If we were there, all that would’ve happened is that we wouldn’t be here to hunt her down,” Skylar said from the couch. She’d taken off her shoes already. “I know we lost a lot of people, but we’d be lost too. And then she’d really be unstoppable.”

The melancholy mood was interrupted when Donald scampered down the stairs. 

“Okay, sleeping quarters are all set. Guys on the right, Skylar on the left, and the guy who made it all possible will be in the giant room at the end of the hall. Stay out of my pool.” 

Leo chuckled silently and exchanged looks with Kaz. 

“Yeah, we’ll see Big D,” Leo said. Donald sighed. 

“Hey, Mr Davenport,” Kaz said, stepping closer to him. “We gotta start searching for those guys who destroyed our friends. Where's all that technology you promised us?” His voice was dull, opposing the impish look he’d just shared with Leo. 

“I'm so glad you asked,” Donald said with his usual over-proud voice and smile. “Hyper-Lift open!” The sudden change in volume without warning made Chase flinch, but Leo was probably the only one he noticed. He pat Chase’s back empathetically. “It's a voice activated secret passage!” He exclaimed. 

“That is so awesome!” Kaz exclaimed. “And it seems like such a fire hazard!” There was the Kaz that Leo had met. 

“I used my Hydroloop technology to create an elevator that will take you from the penthouse to below the Earth's surface instantly. Step inside and let me show you,” He said. Everyone moved to enter the hydroloop, but Donald shouted. 

“Oh, oh wait... me first.” Donald raced to the elevator, Leo following quickly to be second, and everyone else followed.

“Oh, FYI, I tend to get sick on any ride that has a big–” Oliver’s final word, “drop,” was stretched by the drop of the hyperlift.

Oliver looked dizzy when they land. 

“Welcome to Mission Command,” Donald said. 

“Yeah, I’m not calling it that,” Leo said, shaking his head. “The Lab is just so much easier to say.” Chase nodded.

“I agree.”

“Catchier too,” Kaz agreed. Donald gave them his barely-not-neutral glare, but continued talking. Kaz and Leo joined either side of him. 

“This is your teams central Nervous system. This is where you'll train, plan missions…” Leo and Kaz reached out to touch the now glowing table. “… learn how things work before you touch them,” Donald added with gritted teeth, slapping both their hands away. His phone began to buzz. “Excuse me, I have a very important DavenCall to take.” He walked back to the hyperlift.

“You can't you just take it down here?” Oliver asked.

“Well, I could, but then I wouldn't get to ride the Hyper-Lift again.” He whooped as the hyperlift whisked him upstairs. 

“Okay, I'm just gonna say it,” Skylar said, “I'm very uncomfortable with that guy heading up this operation.” 

“Yeah,” Leo said. “If the past has proven anything, he won’t be. It’ll mostly be me, and Chase, and… Mostly Chase, really.”

“All right, let's head out and start searching for Mr Terror. We have some leads already, but—”

“Kaz, we don’t actually know if it was her who initiated it. She’s a priority, of course, but that doesn’t mean she did this. It could’ve been a rival villain trying to send a message to her, that she’s not the only powerful villain.” Kaz sighed.

“Oliver, I get that she’s your mom, but she’s still a villain. We can’t cross her off the list. And either way, we have to look somewhere. We'll go city by city starting here.” He pointed to Leo and Chase “You guys take Uptown, we'll take Downtown.”

“What?” Chase asked bluntly. He shook his head. “We don't just go randomly looking for people. We have to devise a plan first.” Kaz scrunched his face.

“I just did. Uptown, Downtown… and I don't really know any other parts of town so… plan commenced!” He began walking off, but Chase caught him by his arm, making him freeze near immediately. 

“There’s a smarter way of doing things,” Chase said, stepping toward the cyberdesk.

“He’s right, Kaz,” Oliver said. “You’re the action guy for a reason. Not the idea guy.”

“Chase isn’t the idea guy either,” Kaz grumbled.

“First of all, there’s five of us now,” Oliver started, “So we can have more than one idea guy, so long as we have action guys like you.” He pat Kaz’s shoulder. “Second of all, I wouldn’t call him an idea guy either. More of a plan-guy.” Kaz rolled his eyes.

“You’re only saying that because you like being the only idea guy.”’

“Well, you like being the only action-guy, so—”

“No, I just don’t like when my best friend is suddenly me!”

“Okay!” Chase exclaimed, getting the pair to shut up. “The CyberDesk is compiling a database of all the superheroes at the hospital someone might have had a grudge against, including Mr Terror.” He stepped closer to the supers. “In the meantime, I still need to know more about you guys.” Kaz smiled, almost excited or bashful.

“Well I'm 5'10", I'm a hearty mix of Irish and German, and I've been known to lie about my height,” He said with a nod. Chase blinked for a moment in confusion.

“I meant, what other magical powers do you have?” He said, his voice almost tense with… annoyance? Confusion? Something else? Who could tell. Not Leo. 

“Oh, uh, I have super strength,” Oliver said, raising his hand subtly. Chase scrunched his eyes.

“You?” He asked.

“Yes, me. Why does everyone act so surprised when I say that?”

“Because we can see your rib cage through your shirt,” Skylar said with a smile. Oliver crossed his arms. The intercom clicked on.

“Guys get up here. There's something strange going on.”

Everyone exchanged looks before heading to the hyperlift. 

“Woah, that is strange!” Skylar remarked, motioning to the painting of Donald leaning on the fireplace. Leo shook his head.

“Unfortunately… it’s not,” Leo said.

“I’m talking about outside! Something flew by the window.”

“Hm, maybe throwing this out the window will draw it closer,” Kaz said, stepping toward the painting. Chase bit back his laughter.

“No, I'm serious. There is something out there!”

When Chase looks away from Kaz and out the window, he realises that Donald is right. 

“Get down!”

Leo dashed back to the hyperlift, having stayed close, as did Donald. Unfortunately for everyone else, however, they were much closer to the shattering window. Chase and Kaz jumped to the seating side of the couch, only narrowly missing the coffee table. Skylar dashed behind the counter, and Oliver did the same with the couch.

“Is everybody okay?” Donald asked, stepping out of the hyperlift. Leo stayed for a second, worried more would happen.

“Yeah,” Skylar breathed. Leo stepped out, seeing Kaz brush broken glass from his hair with his bare hand. “Look, there's something on the floor.”

“Yeah, about 36 thousand dollars worth of glass,” Donald grimaced.

“No…” Oliver said. “It’s some sort of gift box.” He picked it up off the floor and started to open it. 

“Stop!” Kaz prevented. “Dude,” He said, taking the box from him. “What are you doing? You gotta open the card first!” He said it as if it were obvious. Chase snatched the box out of Kaz’s hands, looking at the other teen incredulously. 

“No!” He said sternly. “Don't open anything. It could be rigged to blow this place apart. I'll use my bionic eye to scan it.” Chase puts his hand to his temple, looking at the box. “It's a flash drive. I can download its contents onto my internal hard drive and play it back for everyone in The Lab.” 

“They broke our windows just to send us a box?” Leo asked. “Who’s never heard of express mail?” 

“That's why you gotta open the card first!” Kaz exclaimed. He reached for the card and Chase slapped his hand away. 

Everyone filed into the hyperlift again, Donald texting someone on his phone as they dropped back down to Mission Command. 

“Okay, a cleaner will be by in ten to clean up the glass,” Donald said, tucking his phone away. Chase tapped around on the desk as he spoke, pulling up a black screen with a play button. “It's a video message.”

Chase swiped his arm and the video appeared on the TV. On the screen was two masked figures. 

“Destroying your little hospital was just the beginning. We're on the hunt for every superhero that remains, and soon they will all be extinct.”

“And once you've watched us eliminate them, we're coming for you, Oliver, Kaz and Skylar, and anyone else dumb enough to protect you.”

“Two people!” Oliver exclaimed. “I-It was two people, it couldn’t have been mom. Er, Mr Terror.” He paused, looking confused. “Wait, then who was that? And don't say check the card first.”

“Whoever it was, it's obvious they've been watching us. I'm gonna go activate the penthouse security perimeter and talk to a company to get those windows replaced.” He left again. 

“See!” Kaz exclaimed, sounding broken up again. Leo couldn’t imagine having such quick and dramatic mood-swings. “This is exactly why I wanted to go out and find them first!”

“As soon as we finalise a plan–”

“Okay, forget your plan! If we don't stop them, they're gonna take out every last superhero including us!” Kaz interrupted. 

“Well they're gonna take us out a lot faster if we go into this thing unprepared!” Chase asserted. “Look, I wanna find them too. But, we have to be smart about this. We have no idea what we're up against.”

“As much as it pains me to say,” Leo spoke up. “He has a point. Work smarter, not harder and all that..”

“Skylar,” Kaz tried. “Back me up on this.” Skylar hesitated.

“We'll get them, it’s just gonna take some time.” Kaz turned to Oliver.

“Oliver?” His voice cracked. Oliver just shook his head slightly, looking down at the floor afterward. “Oh come on. Not you too, dude we have to do this. For Mighty Med!”

“I know. I just… I think we should play it safe,” Oliver said. Kaz laughed incredulously, almost like he was going crazy.

“Safe? None of us are safe with those two on the loose! You know, I never thought being part of an Elite Force would mean sitting around doing nothing!” Kaz marched off into the hyperlift, giving them all a dirty look before ascending. 

Chase sighed. “I hate that we can’t act sooner.” 

“It’s better this way,” Skylar reassured. “Like Leo said, smarter not harder.” Chase sighed again.

_____

Donald was escorting the cleaners when Oliver rushed in, out of breath already.

“Mr Davenport,” He started, “I can't find Kaz. I thought he was in his bed snoring, but it turned out to be Skylar down the hall.”

“Shoot,” Donald grumbled. “Oliver, go wake Chase, Leo, Skylar. Now.

As Oliver ran to their room to do as he was asked, Donald began poking around his tablet to see if he could track Kaz’s phone from his number, before realising he didn’t actually know Kaz’s phone number. 

“He left on his own?” Chase yelled, running down the stairs. “I should’ve known!”

“No, I should’ve known,” Oliver dismissed. “I’m his best friend, I should’ve known he’d do this.” 

“Okay best friend, where do you think he would be then?” Chase asked, suddenly annoyed. Which, Leo could understand. 

“I dunno,” Oliver admitted. 

“There’s a hundred places he’d think to go first, but who knows what the real one would be,” Skylar agreed.

“Hm,” Leo said. “If only one of us had thought to plant a GPS device on him,” He said, pulling out his phone. Chase snatched it away from him, though too stressed to be relieved.

“Wait, does that mean you planted a tracker on me and Oliver too?” Skylar asked. 

“Of course,” Leo said with a shrug. “Equality and all that.”

“Okay, I got it. It’s not too far, if we hurry we can get there before he moves,” Chase said, tucking Leo’s phone away in his own pocket.

“Wait, that…” He stopped talking as Chase left urgently. “Eh, later.”

_______

“Okay, if I can find the costume shop that sold those guys their masks, maybe I can track them down.”

In all honesty, it made sense that Oliver was the idea guy, when Kaz’s were mostly like this. 

“86 costume shops in one city! What are you people trying to hide?”

The two figures seemed to just appear in front of Kaz as he looked up, startling him.

“Ah!” He exclaimed. He stiffened. “Uh, I mean ah-ha, I found you.”

Kaz wasn’t able to be surprised by the fact that they removed their masks, preoccupied with being surprised as to who was behind them.

“Wait, I know you guys. You're Roman and Riker. Your dad is the superhero, Rodissius.”

“Was a superhero. Until you got your hands on him at Mighty Med,” The one Kaz thought was Roman said. But he could’ve been wrong for all he knew; he could barely tell his own siblings apart. 

“What are you talking about? We saved his life,” Kaz said, confused. 

“You took away his powers!” The other, which according to Kaz’s logic would be Riker. 

“We had no choice,” Kaz started, “Sacrificing his powers was the only way to keep him alive,” He explained.

“You took away the only thing that made him special and forced him to live his life as a mortal! That's a punishment far worse than death.” They must’ve been taking turns, because it was apparently Roman’s turn again.

“That's a warped way of looking at that, but all right!” Kaz exclaimed, more confused than he had been in a while.

“Our father may not have the power to take revenge,” Roman said (not taking turns then) “But we do.”

“Okay, well, I have the power to take revenge too. For all my friends.” Roman and Riker grabbed at each other wrists and whirled into a smoke monster. “Uh-oh,” He said, his usual nervous laughter showing through.

Luckily— or maybe unluckily, Kaz couldn’t be sure yet in all honesty— the rest of the team ran up behind him.

“Oh, perfect, right on time,” Kaz said, still with nervous laughter.

“What is that?” Chase asked, looking up at the cloud.

“Meet the guys who destroyed Mighty Med” Kaz said, nodding toward them. “‘They're shape-shifters.”

“Oh, okay.” Chase nodded. “What the heck are shape-shifters?!”

“Seriously? And you call yourself the smartest man alive. They can turn into anything. It’s in the name.”

“Get down!” Skylar exclaimed.

The shifters shot toward the team, all of them ducking just in time. They shot back up and Kaz ran forward and attacked it with his Pyrokinesis before stepping back again into line.

“Chase would be a great time for one of your plans!” Kaz exclaimed

“Oh, now you want a plan?” Chase snapped. “If you had followed my plan in the first place we wouldn't even be in this mess!”

“I didn't ask you guys to show up!” Kaz exclaimed, though he was very thankful for it.

“I didn't want to show up!” Chase exclaimed. Leo rolled his eyes. Fucking liar. He was the most worried out of all of them.

“I was sleeping!” Skylar exclaimed, annoyed.

“We know!” The rest, barring Kaz, exclaimed.

Kaz, Skylar, Chase and Oliver started yelling at each other, which Leo quite frankly shouldn’t have been used to already. Though, he figured it was more because he was used to Adam, Bree and Chase (and Donald) arguing for almost no reason, especially in dire situations.

“Hey!” Leo exclaimed, worried. “Where'd they go?” He asked warily. 

“I can still hear them,” Skylar said. Chase traced around his ear and looked up.

“Uh… guys?” 

The shape-shifters shot down on them before they could even realise what was happening, giving them no time to dodge, and in no time, everything

Who knows how long they were out, though it was still dark when they woke up. 

“Is everybody okay?” Chase groaned.

“I think so,” Kaz answered. “Did we win?” Probably not okay then. Maybe a concussion. Leo scanned the area to see if the shapeshifters were still there. They weren’t but neither was…

“Wait, where's Skylar?” 

“Skylar!” Oliver exclaimed, scrambling up alongside the rest of the boys. 

“They took her.”

________

“I can't believe you let them take Skylar! All because you couldn't work together as a team!” Chase looked up in the way that meant he wanted to groan, but didn’t want to be rude.

“It's not my fault!” Chase exclaimed. He pointed at Kaz. “He's the one who took off on his own!”

“It doesn't matter! You're a leader it's your responsibility to look out for them!” Donald accused. Kaz shook his head.

“No, no, Chase is right,” Kaz said, drawing his attention. “I let my emotions get the best of me. From now on we work together instead of against each other.” He put his fist out toward Chase, who hesitated before bumping the peace offering.

“Good. Now, Leo. Tracker please.” Leo put his hands up.

“I don’t have it!” He exclaimed. He looked at Chase.

“Oh,” Chase said, “Right.” He pulled out Leo’s phone. 

“Tracker?” Kaz asked. Oliver nodded.

“Leo planted tracking devices on us.”

“Where?” Kaz asked immediately. “On or in us?” Oliver just shrugged.

“Must’ve been on you,” Chase said. “Her tracker’s the same place we passed out. They must’ve found it and removed it. Or it broke on impact and locked in the place it was.” Chase shook his head. “It doesn’t matter, the point is we have no way of knowing where she is.”

Everyone gathered around the cyberdesk. 

“Normally when I'm looking for her, I just follow her sweet flowery scent,” Oliver said, earning strange looks from everyone. “That's probably not gonna work today,” He said. 

“There’s no way that’s true anyway,” Kaz said. 

“We have to hurry, she still doesn’t have her powers,” Leo said. “Let’s check the video and look for clues,” He said, pulling up his needed information. Chase shook his head.

“Don't bother. I scoured every frame of that video. There's nothing there that can help us.” Oliver pointed to the screen.

“Not even this faded number on the sign behind them?” Chase huffed.

“Oh, come on! What do you have some mystical superpower that allows you to see that?” He griped. 

“Yeah,” Oliver said. “It's called eye-sight.”

“Part of it’s covered by dirt though,” Kaz said, nodding toward it.

“Wow, Chase, you’re off your game today. You should’ve been the first to notice that, Chase,” Leo said. “I mean, you have super eye-sight, you’d think you could see a street sign.” Chase sighed, but otherwise ignored Leo.

“If I do a spectral isolation scan, I can contrast the elements to see what’s under the dirt.” He put his hand to his temple, activating his bionic eye. “It's the subway station at 128th street.”

“There is no subway station at 128th street,” Donald scoffed. “I mean there was one 40 years ago when I was… 10 years from being born. But the city abandoned it after a really bad flood.” Kaz stepped closer to Chase, looking at the screen.

“Wait, shape-shifters naturally dwell in dark cavernous spaces. That must be where they're keeping Skylar.” Chase smiled subtly enough that the new team members (and probably Donald) likely didn’t even notice. 

“Let's go,” Chase said. He pat Kaz’s arm before leading everyone out of the room.

“I'll send the directions to your chip,” Donald said. “You can still get there through an old underground tunnel. I used to play there 40 years ago when I was… You know what I'll send you the directions.”

________

Oliver was the first one to get there, though not by a ton.

“Get away from her!” He yelled as soon as he saw them.

“Hey, look who it is!” Roman rumbled.

“You just made the biggest mistake of your lives,” Riker added.

“Let's do this,” Roman said to Riker. 

“Leo, use your strength to free Skylar,” Chase assigned as they began fighting. 

Leo nodded and did as he was told, with one simple tug of his right arm. Skylar looked surprised at him.

“Now I know how Oliver feels,” He mumbled, tossing the bars onto the floor.

Roman and Riker clapped together again, swarming into black wind.

“Oh great, they're doing their dust bunny thing again,” Kaz uttered. Chase huffed a laugh but his face stayed serious. 

The swarm began, fittingly, swarming around them. 

“They're creating a Ring of Centrifugal Force around us!” Chase exclaimed upon realisation. 

“Okay, so we’re gonna be crushed by air! Who knew that was possible!” Leo exclaimed in frustration. Chase seemed to come to a realisation. 

“Wait! If shape-shifters change their form by manipulating their molecular structures–”

“Then there has to be a way to freeze the molecules and stop the swarm!” Kaz completed, “That's it! Oliver has ice powers! Oliver, use your CyroBlast!” 

“Right!”

Oliver shot (sprayed?) at the swarm with his CryoBlast, the circular motion spreading the attack to their whole body. 

“It’s actually working!” Leo exclaimed. 

Soon enough, the ice ring fell to the ground.

“It worked! It's frozen solid!”

“Guess they should’ve shape-shifted into a hula-hoop,” Leo laughed. He was largely ignored by his target audience, of his brother and his old, brief friend. 

“Dude, that was a great idea to mess with their molecular structures,” Kaz praised.

“Hey, it was your idea to freeze the molecules,” Chase returned, earning a suspicious look from Leo.

“Yeah, but I mean you're the one who gave me the idea, I would’ve never thought of it otherwise.”

“Kaz, don’t,” Leo said. “Chase doesn’t need any more ego.” Kaz laughed slightly, shifting to stand next to Oliver.

“Hey, commemorative fake photo?” 

“Oh, yeah!” Oliver exclaimed. Leo and Chase looked at them with confusion as they posed to pretend to take a picture.

“Why don’t you just…” Chase started. “Take a real picture.”

“Storage,” Oliver and Kaz said at the same time. 

“Then we’ll use my phone,” Chase said, finding a place next to Kaz again. 

Leo and Skylar leaned neatly into frame as they took a few photos, just to be sure everyone’s eyes were opened and such.

Unfortunately, not open enough, as they didn’t notice the swarm slip out of the ice-ring.

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“They got away?!” Donald exclaimed.

“Yes, but this time it was because we were too good of a team!” Chase said with a nervous laugh. Kaz smiled at Donald as a way of showing his support. 

“And thanks to these two dumb-dumbs, we got a picture of them getting away,” Skylar said, pointing to the supers. Chase nodded and handed over his phone. 

“Oh, hey, that’s a good one. You can't even see my ribs!” 

“If it was Kaz and Oliver’s fault, why is it on your phone?” Donald asked Chase. 

“We've gotta warn the rest of the superheroes and let them know they're being hunted,” Kaz chimed, interrupting.

“The good news is Roman and Riker don't even know where they are so we should be able to alert them first,” Skylar said, relieved that their plan of abducting her for information didn’t work. 

“Good,” Chase said.  “but it's still gonna take some time. We got a lot of work ahead of us. Let’s get some sleep.”

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While Kaz and Oliver shared a room, Leo and Chase bunked together. 

“So, Kaz,” Leo started. “What do you think of him?” He asked. 

“Just Kaz?” Chase asked. “They all have a lot of learning to do, but they have potential.”

“Great,” Leo said. “Now tell me why you complimented him instead of just accepting his praise.” Chase laughed weakly, nervously.

“What?” He asked, airy and stretched. 

“C’mon Chase. What’s the deal?”

“Kaz had a good idea, he deserved to know that.” Leo shifted his gaze. Chase sighed. “When I had Kaz’s intelligence, I felt… so dumb. But there was stuff in there that I would’ve never known or thought of otherwise. I’ve forgotten most of it, but. I know Kaz feels stupid too. He doesn’t deserve that, he’s smarter than people give him credit for— than I gave him credit for.” Leo nodded.

“Okay,” He said. “That’s an acceptable explanation. For now.” He pointed his finger at Chase. “But I got my eye on you two.” Chase looked down at Leo’s arm.

“That looks a lot less intimidating with your capsule cast on.”

“It’s not supposed to be intimidating,” Leo said. “I’m just letting you know that I’m gonna be there for you when you want to talk about your… ‘friendship’ with Kaz.” Chase sighed, but smiled softly.

“Thanks Leo,” He said. “I appreciate it.”

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