#doomfist's thread

[vinodiriso]

@talonsaconite ♡‘ed for a starter !!!

DOOMFIST. ♛

Akande was rarely distracted. People who had known him since his early days in Talon could have said Akande was always focused on his next objective: he rarely second guessed his intentions, he rarely appeared confused or indecisive about his course of actions.

Yet, since he had come back from Helix prison, a lion-hearted Talon operative who dared to come closer to the lion’s den could see the third Doomfist just looking out of the window to the beautiful skyline out of one Talon’s main bases, thinking, pondering. He liked the way the lights reflected on the glass, he liked the way those soft haloes gently glimmered in the distance. He would have taken a stroll lately, to clear his mind of the thoughts. Thoughts of betrayal, thoughts of what to do next, thoughts of... necessities. Vialli was dead, Volskaya was in their hands, Overwatch was called back... lots to think about.

“Joe,” Akande addressed the scientist when she made her way into his office. “thank you for coming. I hope I haven’t taken too much of your time.”

Of course, Akande wanted to talk about Widowmaker. Mondatta’s execution had been flawless, a spectacle he hadn’t had the occasion to witness, but there were... things that were starting to break. Her memories were coming back to her, confused, hazed, distorted--- but she was remembering nonetheless. She had visited Lacroix’s grave, hadn’t she? How long until she would have remembered Amélie?

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@collectionofethics (Sombra) ♡‘ed for a starter !!

DOOMFIST. ♛

“Sombra...”

Akande looked serious, yet not the way it would make someone concerned about their safety. More like the way he looked when Cassie drooled over his 30000-dollars-worth couch back at home.

“I hope you have stopped sticking your nose in Talon’s business and started gathering data on our enemies. My patience is not infinite.”

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@engclsgleich ♡ for a starter !!!!

DOOMFIST. ♛

His spine cracked as he sat and he had to raise his eyes up to the sky to stifle the pain-filled groan about to escape from his mouth.

That time, Akande was sure of it, it had been a miracle saving him, nothing else. The recovery had been hellishly long and disturbingly slow, but now he was strong enough to stand and walk around the medical quarter’s courtyard on his own, accompanied by his adored rottweiler puppy.

“Go, go Cass” he incited the dog to run after the ball he had tossed. “Bring it back.”

[vinodiriso]

@thecollectxve ❤️ for a starter !!!!

DOOMFIST. ♛

“O’Deorain.”

He made his best to not let his voice sound grave, but sure he didn’t sound cheerful. Laid against the door frame of the scientist’s office, he had his arms folded,

“We need to talk about Reaper’s state. It’s urgent.”

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@talonxtracer ♡ for a starter !!!!

DOOMFIST. ♛

“Lena. We need to talk about the Spanish Accident. That mayhem you caused was not remotely necessary... you and Widowmaker were chosen to carry out a stealth mission. Will you, please, explain me what happened? Because according to your teammate, it’s all your fault.”

[vinodiriso]

“you should lay down.” (For Akande!)

@danseher || ask meme (acpt!!)

DOOMFIST. ♛

“I am fine.”

Doomfist clutched his right shoulder, right above the highest-positioned metallic spike on his gauntlet: he could feel the bullet had pierced the cyber-biological dark grey tissue of his low trapezius, the damage was not extensive because he could still maneuver the gauntlet, but a careless movement could have turned a small hole into a tear --- that would have been a real issue, since it would have prevented optimal use of his greatest offensive weapon.

“But we need to take it easy for now. They haven’t tracked us here. Let’s have Reaper and O’Deorain take care of them for now. Are comms back up yet? I need to talk to Sombra.”

Sombra was the key of the entire operation. Without her, they wouldn’t have been able to access the high-priority global security plans recently rewritten by the UN after the transgression of Petras Act. Being in possess of those plans would have meant being several steps ahead of the United Nations if they decided to stick to them, or force them to waste more time and resources in case they chose to change them.

Sombra’s own EMP had cut comms for Talon: the action plan did contemplate that scenario, every operative knew how to act, but Doomfist felt eager to make sure Sombra wasn’t up to any of her mischievousness.

“In the meanwhile, I have to rely on your steady hands. You need to take this bullet out, Widowmaker.”

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“It sounds like someone’s in here.” from widow to doom because they’re a fighty couple

@goldgliitters || ask meme (acpt!!)

DOOMFIST. ♛

“Yes. Act casual. They don’t know we know: it’s our advantage.”

Akande showed his teeth in what was supposed to be a grin but ended up looking like a wolf baring his razor-sharp fangs.

“When you have the absolute certainty you can get the upper hand... STRIKE.”

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@nctonlyhuman ♡‘ed for a starter !!!

DOOMFIST. ♛

It was quite upsetting to Akande when his own cybernetics started to act up--- especially his right arm, his own creation, his own design. Sure, every weapon needed some tuning, every parts, both human and robotic, needed to be maintained and taken good care of, but still --- sometimes Akande forgot how intensely and deeply fragile his human nature was. THROUGH CONFLICT DO WE EVOLVE --- but conflict left many a scar.

“Genji ---” Doomfist greeted his subordinate with a smile, aware of the younger’s lack of sympathy for any kind of company. Now taken apart, Akande was fumbling with some mechanism inside his prostethic arm. The lab was usually utilized for those kind of revisions. He could imagine what was Genji’s purpose coming downstairs: to check on his own prostethics. Akande wasn’t sure the Shimada had the competences, but he didn’t bother to make it present. Genji didn’t need his nagging.

“I thought you were still out with Reaper. When have you two come back?”