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The Juggernaut

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Reads 89,290
Votes 1,612
Parts 22
Time 2h 8m

arknights idontknowwhattoput

The Juggernaut. Never a name, never a word. To some, they are a demon. To others, they're a angel sent from above. The only words The Juggernaut speaks...
"The smell of napalm."

(Never wrote one of these before. Any tips would be lovely.)
(Arknights belongs to Hypergryph and I don't own any of the art unless I tell ya.)
(due to thingies... THIS IS AN AU OR WHATEVER DON'T HURT ME.)All Rights Reserved

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Arknights: Living the Dream (Rewrite) by ytvisee

Every night I lay in bed, I like to imagine myself in another world. The world I most find myself in is Terra, the world of Arknights. I always find myself dreaming of the world, the powers, the amazing characters, and the beautiful locations found throughout. One night, I find myself dreaming of a Lungmen bar. I close my eyes to let my mind create a better picture. As I open my eyes, I find myself inside that very same bar. The scenario I thought of while in bed has come true, and it appears that my dreams have become my backstory. As I try to understand my situation a little bit better, a familiar rich tiger stumbles into the bar dead drunk, with her sights on me. NOTE: This is a rewrite of another story of mine of the same name with some major and minor things changed between the two. I will be focusing on the rewrite rather than the orginial story.

ARKNIGHTS:Setting of Terra by Unknown22946619

After dying in an accident on Earth, But bren was now being reborn in the otherworld of Terra. But he need to find the answer first in this world. Well I made first story of arknights for the first time :p

Arknights - Wayfarer by Maxiception

A lone kitsune within an endless wilderness. The life of a Catastrophe Messenger is one of uncertainty. With no end in sight, they traverse the incredibly hostile landscapes that define Terra beyond the walls of the nomadic cities, collecting and delivering vital information for the survival of Terran civilization against the onslaught of devastating Catastrophes. The story follows Apollo, a kitsune-turned-Catastrophe Messenger, through the many areas and aspects of Terra that individuals outside his profession will never get to witness. All while ensuring his own survival among an environment where nature itself is out for blood. "It's all about saving lives. More lives." ...How naive. If only it were that easy. Deadly anomalies. Dangerous wildlife. Tensions between factions whose effects cannot be avoided, even in the middle of nowhere. And a haunting past. In short... business as usual. Time to get to work. This story is a bit like Arknights meets Death Stranding, since the job of a 'Catastrophe Messenger' and general situation is strangely similar to a 'Porter'. It will operate almost completely independently from the plot of the game itself. This story is thus aimed more towards readers who like to immerse themselves into a unique perspective of the world of Arknights and not into a recreation of the in-game plot. So if you like Arknights, but can't wrap your head around the game's plot, then this story should fit for you. (Definetly not an excuse for the fact that the author is just interested in the general worldbuilding itself and not the game's plot directly.) As such, mistakes are to be expected, for this is my first experimental dive into the world of Arknights. Feel free to correct them if found. The 'Mature' tag is only for occasional descriptions of injuries and blood, as Messengers often face dangerous situations that can cause injury and sometimes even death. These will not be constant and not extreme. Arknights belongs to Yostar.

Fake Feelings: Banana Bus Squad by yippeekyay

Banana bus squad fanfic Ships include: Terrorsnuckle Minicat Daithidecalibre Ohmtoonz H2Ovanoss BasicallyIDoScotty Warnings Assault, weapons, fluffy content, mentions of rape, cutting, and plot twists. (Edit: major character death) PLEASE IF YOU GET BAD FEELINGS ABOUT ANY OF THESE THINGS BE CAUTIOUS. Summary: "I'd do anything for you Ohm." "I know Toonzy." "I'll love you till the day my machinery breaks down." "I know Brian." "Fuck you." "Love you too Tyler." "I'll never be able to live if your not by my side." "I love you Vanoss." "DAIVD YOU BROUGHT ME GUMMY BEARS." "Hell, that's true love right there." "I'm sorry I'm an idiot." "Your my idiot Marcel." ----- Everyone has powers. Wether you can see them or not. Inside every normal human is something...extravagant. While it may not be as powerful as those who's powers are seen, Love can conquer all enemies. Things can be hidden from loves true eyes, and tragedy can strike at the worst times.

Ashes of Originium by Vyphy1

He fell asleep at his desk, surrounded by guides and lore of Arknights. When he opened his eyes, the world of Terra stared back at him-its skies burning with Originium dust, its cities scarred by war, and its people locked in endless struggle. Reincarnated into a body already marked by infection, he awakens with unstable Arts burning in his veins and no allies at his side. Hunted as a threat, shunned as Infected, he must carve a place for himself in a land where survival is never guaranteed. Will he stand with Rhodes Island, seeking salvation for the Infected? Will he be swept into Reunion's revolution, a weapon of chaos? Or will Terra itself consume him, one shard of Originium at a time?

Arknights: Living the Dream by ytvisee

Every night I lay in bed, I like to imagine myself in another world. The world I most find myself in is Terra, the world of Arknights. I always find myself dreaming of the world, the powers, the amazing characters, and the beautiful locations found throughout. One night, I find myself dreaming of a Lungmen bar. I close my eyes to let my mind create a better picture. As I open my eyes, I find myself inside that very same bar. The scenario I thought of while in bed has come true, and it appears that my dreams have become my backstory. As I try to understand my situation a little bit better, a familiar rich tiger stumbles into the bar dead drunk, with her sights on me.

ARKNIGHTS: Rogue Operator 115 by KMS-Whittman

"How long has it been since I was an operator, to be honest I couldn't tell you. Though let me say this is it enough to be vilified, maybe, but I have a job to do and nothing will stop me from finishing what has been started." Any character belonging to the mobile ARKNIGHTS are not my own and are the intellectual property of yostar, supermontagne, and hypergryph.

To Hear the Shape of The World by affaticaorologio

To the ends of Terra, will she ever stop walking? Stillness is a lie told by those who trust only their eyes. They see a quiet room and believe it empty. They see a calm face and believe them peaceful. But the world is never still. It breathes. It hums with the footsteps of a thousand lives, the shudder of distant machinery, the frantic, rhythmic drumming of a frightened heart. Once, she was the keenest eye in a Sargon scout clan, a Liberi who lived by the sharpness of her gaze. Now, Oripathy has left her in a world of featureless grey, and the only sight left to her is an Arts she once despised: a seismic sense that maps a world she can no longer see. The echoes of her own footsteps are her only map; the vibrations in the air, her only warning. Cloaked in the tattered remnants of a life that once saw it all, she is a wanderer, her path guided by the whispers of the earth itself. (NOTE: This story is completely unrelated to the main storyline of Arknights, there may be some inconsistencies in certain plot points/chapters of the story since this is my first time "professionally" writing my hyperfixiations for a game with such complex and in-depth worldbuilding. And that I'm also horrible at this LOL)

Outcast oneshot book. by Broken-fnaf-fan

Hello everyone, mostly to my followers. Yes, you read the title right, this is a Outcast only book! I've been thinking about making this for a while now, and since I'm not currently into Undertale at the moment. I still want to write for my oc's, because so many people love them. All the characters do belong to me thanks. Some doodles (including the cover) are mine as well. Other things, such as music or aesthetic's or quotes aren't mine. They're just random things I search for! Enjoy! Updates are random, keep your eyes peeled!

Looming Calamity (Arknights) (ON HIATUS) by FishPencil

To anyone reviewing my file for whatever reason. I didn't ask to be here with you lot, but fate seems to have other plans for me. Do you need someone who can make your missions easier, adapt to the unknown, and get the job done when everyone else is out of answers? Call me. Sure, I've got my secrets, but doesn't everyone too? I'm not here to play by your rules, I'm here to bend them. If you're smart, then you'll let me. - Yours truly. (An Arknights Fanfic) (Other media/franchise may appear too, find out how by reading!) (WILL HAVE SLOW UPDATE DUE TO COLLEGE I AM SO SORRY ILL DO MY BEST TO WRITE EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE ON MY FREE TIME)

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Arknights: Living the Dream (Rewrite)

Every night I lay in bed, I like to imagine myself in another world. The world I most find myself in is Terra, the world of Arknights. I always find myself dreaming of the world, the powers, the amazing characters, and the beautiful locations found throughout. One night, I find myself dreaming of a Lungmen bar. I close my eyes to let my mind create a better picture. As I open my eyes, I find myself inside that very same bar. The scenario I thought of while in bed has come true, and it appears that my dreams have become my backstory. As I try to understand my situation a little bit better, a familiar rich tiger stumbles into the bar dead drunk, with her sights on me. NOTE: This is a rewrite of another story of mine of the same name with some major and minor things changed between the two. I will be focusing on the rewrite rather than the orginial story.