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For the birthday of my sweet parents, I drew our silly girls doing the meme with cute outfits :3
Happy Birthday🎉🎂
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Girls girls girls
#Monkey Wrench#My Scribbles#Monkey Wrench Fanart#Lariat#MW Lar#Kara#Queen Tyneen#Jel#Clover#Made this some time ago but I didn't post it here! So here it is!#Love coming back to this piece! MW girls are so lovely#I love girls Charlie! I love girls!!!
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I'm new here, who is jeletine and larait? :3
Jel is my MW OC that's Schrödinger's canon. Lar is a character that will show up in a few episodes~
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La Moldau
From Control - Full Story in Progress on AO3!
Ghost x Reader x Soap, previous Graves x Reader from last chapters
Summary: It's your first real mission with 141. While Soap seems more than willing to accept you as part of the team, Ghost appears to feel the opposite. But you wouldn't be here if you weren't persistent.
Word Count: 3k
Tags: Fluff, Flirting, Bickering, Teasing, Jealousy, Slow Burn, Innocent Flirting, Bratty/Flirty Reader
Part One | Two | Three
Masterlist
A/N: More Ghost x Reader x Soap. I’m building it up more, really leaning into the slow burn. I was hoping to make Ghost x Reader feel more like a sarcastic bickering coworkers to slowly growing feelings (which will be later) kind of thing, and the Soap x Reader more innocent, as I think Soap in the new MW is a little bean. I also wanted to have tiny hints of Graves x Reader from past chapters (which more will come in later as well). I just want to feed everyone. Please enjoy~
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Chapter Four - La Moldau
The treeline disappears into the dark horizon, its foreground blending seamlessly with the star-painted sky. The sound of the helo's propellers whip violently above ground, as a sea of black trees stretch below. It speeds by like an ocean of dark wood and dirt. Endless. The moon looks larger this far into the East, even halved; uncharacteristically beautiful, given current events.
Helicopters rumble like dragons in the quiet air. Your helo tore through the night sky, roaring along with the twisting winds. You sit inside, strapped in with the other six men on this mission with you. Each sat silently, dressed completely in dark greys and blacks, clutching their rifles close to their chest.
A red bulb illuminates the interior. Reality feels far gone with its presence.
Your eyes jump back and forth between your boots and the metal ceiling above you, tapping your finger on your knee impatiently. The way the seats were arranged, you were sandwiched between two men, while three more sat adjacent to you. And as luck would have it, your new "battle buddy" sat directly in front of you, with legs so long they nearly met yours. Every time your eyes pass by, you’d see him looking straight in your direction. Whether that was because he had limited options to look somewhere else, or was merely choosing to look at you, was a question for the ages.
At this point, you’ve just grown used to it.
"Approaching the LZ in five."
Right. You take a deep breath and straighten up in your seat. In a few short minutes you needed to flip the switch and go into survival mode, as things would soon become a matter of life or death. Your new charge for the next couple of hours. You were happy with only having to worry about not dying. It was surprisingly less stressful than having to think about everything else.
“Alright, we’re gettin’ close now,” Graves speaks to the group. He’d been notably quiet the entire flight. “Team Zulu, you’re out first. Once you offload, find a spot near the target location and sit tight ‘til you’ve got the signal from us to infiltrate the compound. You shouldn’t face any resistance on your route there, but if you do run into trouble, do what you must. Just leave no witnesses. That clear?”
“Clear,” Ghost says.
“Crystal, Commander,” you say.
“I’ll buy us all drinks once this is over,” Graves says. “Now, let’s get this done, yeah?��
You all let out an affirming cheer.
The helicopter sways left and right, pushing everyone deeper into their seats. You start to whistle a tune to yourself. A little song. You found it therapeutic to think of music before a mission; it helps you to focus your mind. You made sure not to be obnoxiously loud, using the rumble of the helo to mostly cover it. Concentrating on the rhythm of your jingle. Despite the noise, it seemed those next to you could still pick out the melody.
"What song is that?" Soap asked you suddenly. You'd almost forgot he was seated beside you, were it not for the fact you'd feel his large frame brush against you each time the helo took a sharp turn. Unintentionally bumping arms and thighs. Each time he did, you felt him awkwardly readjust himself, deliberately pretending that it hadn't happened. It was rather adorable.
You turn to answer him, raising your voice over the loud roaring.
"It’s The Smiths."
"The what?" he asks again.
You yell louder. "The Smiths!"
"The Smiths?"
"Yeah," you say. "Have you heard of them?"
"No."
"Really?" You sound pleasantly surprised. "I'll have to show you them after this."
Soap lifts a fist up for you to dap. "Deal."
You smile and dap him back.
You liked Soap, so far at least. He seemed to be the only man here open to conversing, besides Graves. Though even your commander didn’t talk much once the missions were underway. Not as much as Soap did. He seemed down for a good conversation regardless of the occasion, and that’s something you could see you two had in common already. You only thanked God you weren’t alone anymore.
Good thing the lights in here were red too. You didn't have an answer if any of them asked you why you'd started blushing after the Sergeant smiled at you. Though that hint of red left your cheeks when you’d caught Graves looking.
The commander seemed less than interested in your conversation with the Task Force member, hiding it behind an empty expression. Though his eyes told on him. You give the man a reassuring smile, which only seems to make him look away, before you look down at your own lap.
Why did it feel weird all of a sudden to see him looking?
Soap suddenly looks to his lieutenant, who'd been silently listening in on your conversation from across the helo. He looks to the Sergeant with sunken eyes, already prepping for whatever it was the man had to say.
"You ever heard of the Smiths, L.T.?"
"Who hasn't."
You can't help but gasp. "I'm surprised you listen to music, Ghost."
"I enjoy a good tune from time to time," he said plainly.
This was news. Yet, at the same time you could see it. Did he seem like someone who'd derive enjoyment from the more peaceful things life had to offer? Something told you he'd probably fancy something simple like window shopping, or day napping. Something in total contrast to his frightening nature. The mind wanders.
"Any songs in particular?"
"Quite a few."
"Like?"
"A lot."
Smartass. You could be too.
"I've never heard of them before," you say sarcastically. “Are they new?”
"A real up and comer," he says back, his sarcasm dry and deadpan.
"Fine, be that way," you say. "I'll get it out of you some day."
"Don't hold your breath."
"Don't tempt me, lieutenant."
Oh he knew how to push your buttons. He talked in circles, keeping you on the outs purposefully. Blatantly. It made it hard to get a read on him. Though you had plenty of time to work on things. You were a patient girl, and the man was like a big, beautiful jigsaw puzzle.
You suddenly hear whistling next to you. A familiar song. You look over and to your amusement, you see Soap has started to whistle himself now. You can't help but smile, feeling a girlish excitement bubble in you from the thought of him joining in.
You take a guess.
"Pink Floyd?"
Soap stops and grins. "Right you are."
You grin proudly.
"Now you see why I call her Songbird," Graves cuts in. You look at him to see a warm look in his eyes. Uncharacteristic, but welcome, all the same. A smile that you always loved to see on him. No matter the interactions, there wasn't a moment you weren’t aware of his presence. You reciprocate with a smile.
"Approaching the LZ.”
The helicopter lands in a small open patch within the middle of the woods, the grass swishing wildly against the wind of the propellers. The doors to the helo are let down, providing a ramp to the outside world. You see the trees surrounding you like soaring black walls. An unsettling feeling washes over you.
“Alright Team Zulu, you’re up!” Graves calls.
You stand, hugging your rifle to your chest as you make your way down the short aisle, Ghost following close behind. As you make your way off, you hear Graves call to the lieutenant suddenly.
“Keep her safe for me, will you?”
His words turn your attention back to him. Perhaps too obvious of a gesture, though when you look you find him already gazing your way, expression weighted with genuine solicitude. You haven’t seen that look before, yet deep down you shared it. That similar pang in each other’s stomachs. Uncertainty.
Ghost answers Graves, gruffly; you're not sure if he’s picked up on the undertones or if he’s simply just answering a question he’d been asked by his superior.
“She’s in good hands, Commander.”
Hearing Ghost say so was more comforting than you would have thought. Still, It felt strange not working alongside Graves.
“I’m a big girl, Commander,” you say to him. “There's nothing you need to worry about. Plus, you’ve got me all excited for those drinks later.”
“The offer still stands, Songbird.”
You give the commander a parting wave and step off the helo.
You two tread the tall grass, the wind from the propellers blowing loose bits from your bunned hair out in a swirl. Once Ghost steps off next to you, you switch on your night vision goggles. That green tint hits your vision, and you’re made well aware of the deep woods which stretch around you. The tall trees box you in like an empty room. You feel the helicopter pick itself up from the ground, riding away until it could no longer be heard. Its roaring noises were replaced by a heavy silence -- wind needling through the branches, owls hoo -- the natural ambience is restored.
This is where your mission truly begins.
“Let’s move.” Ghost signaled for you to follow him, as you traversed deeper into the woods.
Without your night vision, it would be pitch black. Though even with them, the darkness of the woods still felt rather intimidating, to say the least. Neither one of you spoke a word, listening for whatever sounds you could hear on your route to the facility. So far the woods appeared empty, though that did little to comfort you. You kept your rifle tight in your hands, finger hovering over the trigger. Your breathing was tight and focused, your eyes wired on your surroundings. Even without any shooting, the adrenaline you felt right now was like nothing you could really describe or feel anywhere else.
You walked further in now. The destination didn’t seem any closer than it did three minutes ago, though right now the passage of time felt all but imaginary. You watch Ghost lead you forward, taking long steps so quiet that you’re sure you’d lose him out here if you didn’t keep him in your sights. The man really was a Ghost. He never looks back at you either, keeping his eyes forward, and gun ready to fire if needed.
He was in his zone; there’d be no breaking him from that.
Not until he breaks it himself.
“Watch for cougars,” Ghost warned casually. The first thing he’s said to you since you’ve started walking. A wonderful new thing you needed to think about while you were out here. “They’re known to stalk," he says.
You say so sarcastically, “Thanks for the tip."
“It’s what I’m here for,” Ghost quipped.
“Oh,” you tease. "I thought they only had you out here for eye candy.”
"In this case it’s both.”
It’s the fact that he says the things with such a lack of expression that really speaks to you.
The trees begin to part way, until you two approach a tall cliffside overlooking a few more miles of woods. Centered in the middle was a large compound, completely fenced with three separate gates. The lights from the buildings below shine like a beacon in the dark. Once near the edge, you both use the scopes on your rifles to take a closer look at what you’re dealing with on the ground level.
Two guards watch the East gate into the compound. No patrols, no heavy vehicles. Scarce amounts of men walk the perimeter, though the few that do are well armed. Those closer to the buildings don’t linger, either quickly exiting or entering the buildings. Eventually your scope stops on a one story building towards the center of the compound. Composed with concrete, it has all sorts of wires and power boxes littering the walls, including a small satellite dish stuck out atop the roof.
“I’ve got eyes on Site Delta,” you say to Ghost.
Ghost keeps his eyes on the compound, reaching for his comms. “Shadow-1 this is Ghost. How copy?”
“This is Shadow-1, I read you,” Graves says over the mics.
“We’ve reached the East end of the compound, we're standing by on a nearby cliffside. Got a pretty good view of the place.”
“How’s it looking?” the commander asks.
“They’re down to a skeleton crew,” the lieutenant answers. “Any more men are inside the buildings.”
“Copy that, L.T. We’re about four clicks from our dropoff area. Stand-by for now ‘til we give word for you to move in. Expect a signal in fifteen minutes sharp.”
“The signal better be loud,” you joke into the mic. You couldn’t help it.
“You know how I like it, Songbird.”
You most certainly did.
“Rog’,” the lieutenant cuts in. “Out here.”
The comms shut off, and the silence is brought to the forefront once more. The two of you take post on the ridge of the cliffside, lying beside a long rock which made for good cover. Ghost took position next to you, though he kept a notable amount of space between you two. Both your rifles rest on the rock, continuing to keep watch on the compound below.
You observed the compound curiously, taking multiple mental notes. The longer you watch the place, the more you start to think there might not be anything down there. Too few guards. Unless they were really good at keeping a low profile, it just didn’t make sense to have so little men guarding the place if they had anything worth a damn in there.
“What do you think we’ll find down there?” you ask.
Ghost takes a second to respond. “Intel.”
You’re not sure what you expected.
"Intel on what though."
"That's what we're here to find out," he said bluntly. "Have you forgotten the briefing already?"
At this point he was being this way on purpose. You don't reply. Only for a second. Before another question pulls out of you. It’s a dumb question, but you’ve got time to burn, and you found the lieutenant fun to poke at.
“You think we’re alone out here?”
“Do you always ask so many questions?”
“Do you always not answer them?”
“Only yours.”
“So that one you answer.”
“You catch on quick.”
You pout to yourself, thankful that he was too busy looking through his scope to see you acting rather childishly. It's become instinctive.
Sometimes it felt all you could be was playful and teasing. You've seen the power in playing the flirt. In that role, there's control. Any other and you risked being walked all over, taken advantage of, or simply ignored. You wouldn’t be here if you were meek, and no one recognized you outside of your delicately crafted façade. Playing the extravert meant others grew used to you this way.
And when people get comfortable, they make mistakes. Pieces slip out.
SNAP!
A twig somewhere a few yards into the surrounding woods breaks. You and Ghost both instinctively turn to the source of the sound, aiming your rifles. Neither speak, becoming one with your environment, as you both listen closely. Leaves blow in the wind, distant sounds from the compound behind you continue. The seconds creep by and not another sound is heard.
“We may have found an answer to one of your questions, lieutenant,” Ghost said suddenly.
“Let’s hope it’s not a cougar,” you say.
“Agreed.”
Some levity returned between you. You lower your rifle, turning your attention back to the compound once you’ve deducted that nothing is coming. You don’t look, but you hear Ghost do the same, listening to his rifle settle against the cold rock, as he sighs to himself.
It isn't until you take a glance up when you notice the sky once more. You’re taken away by it. From the cliffside, the stars shine at their brightest, visible without all the tall tree branches obstructing your view. The tiny white specks above you shine like spilt glitter. The air is cool this high above, clear, sifting through your lungs as smooth as a cold glass of water.
You look above yourself in awe. Who’s to say when you’ll see something like this again.
“It’s quite beautiful out tonight,” you say.
“Good for a walk.”
"Mm," you sigh. “You like going on walks, lieutenant?”
Ghost is quiet.
Maybe you do ask a lot of questions. Embarrassment washes over you suddenly, and you let your mind run for a second, as you let the first thought that surfaces leave your mouth. “I'm sorry.”
More seconds of silence pass, and you’re prepared to brush this under the rug. But then you hear Ghost speak.
“Walks can be nice. On occasion.”
You’re not sure why he replied to you. Maybe he felt bad. But he did answer your question this time. You look over to him, seeing his profile, white mask glinting in the moonlight. He’s as still as a statue and as cold as winter, but you knew if you spoke now he was indeed listening.
That was a good sign.
“Canary, this is Shadow-1, do you copy?”
Right on cue.
“Shadow-1, this is Canary. I read you.”
“We’ve landed at the LZ. Preparing to launch the signal. Be ready.”
“Copy that.”
You two look through your scopes back down at the compound, waiting for this supposed signal. They’d only said it would be a distraction in the briefing room, though you were reluctant to see what that distraction would be.
"Time to prove your worth, Canary."
Ghost's voice came out of nowhere. You look over to him, seeing the man continuing to keep his eyes forward, acting like he hadn't just said that to you. You make sure to scoff loud enough for him to hear.
"Try and keep up, lieutenant."
"Should be easy enough."
This guy.
"You don't like me much, do you Ghost?"
"I don't dislike you."
So he was feeling your banter. You can't help but smirk to yourself, when you’re eyes are suddenly pulled away by a distant flash.
BOOM!
Right then, you see a small explosion near the front of the compound.
The signal.
...Chapter Five Here!
#call of duty modern warfare ii#call of duty#mwii#mw2#mw2022#simon riley x reader#ghost x reader#ghost simon riley#soap x reader#john soap mactavish#phillip graves x reader#phillip graves#modern warfare#modern warfare ii#Spotify#control
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anonymous said : MW from Stranger Things, Star Wars and The Walking Dead, please?
after checking in with our members we’d absolutely love to see bail organa, cosinga palpatine, owen lars, mon mothma, chewbacca, jabba the hutt, jacen solo, wrecker, crosshair, tech, echo, ben skywalker, cad bane, c-3po, lando calrissian, wedge, boba fett, fennec shand, qui gon jinn, crosshair, bo katan kryze, and korkie kryze from star wars, brenner, any of the other numbers, viktor creel, alice creel, karen wheeler, ted wheeler, murray, alexei, jonathan byers, erica sinclair, tammy thompson, heather holloway, fred benson, vickie, eden bingham, and argyle from stranger things and rick grimes, michonne, carl grimes, alden, tyreese williams, connie, paul rovia, aaron, and rosita espinosa from the walking dead!
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Week 3
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run;
/Lasso regression k-fold validation=10/
proc glmselect data=traintest plots=all seed=17;
partition ROLE=selected(train='1' test='0');
model republican = Age MW S W urban married female white hisp college hhsize inc minors employed/
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killing eve 4x05 SPOILERS CRYING STRESSY.
oh...... black and white?? why?? they said LOOK she has shoes. why do i think this is vill tbh.
oh....... no? whom? IS THIS THE ORIGIN OF THE TWELVE WTF YOU'RE KIDDING.
what is GOING ON. are they all together..... what..... hm. i am intrigued. "not a kid's birthday party"
concerning why are they looking at each other like that-- oh. yes. who the heck are these people i am worried <3 good for the germans i guess?? IT'S _CAROLYN_ WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUU
they just said; reckon with this. enjoy. oh my WORDDDDDDDDDD WHATTTTTT
of Course it would be i'm?? honestly not even so surprised. glad to see villanelle is just chilling here.
NOOO benita :[[[[[ villanelle beloved. THE DESERVING,,,,, hm.
why is eve out here chilling in paris by TENNIS of all things. is. is helene's daughter there??
ah back to the shenanigans of konstantin & pam. dress-up?? is he vibing. oh pam...... sweetheart. konstantin poor man.
YUSUF AT HER ROOM????? BAHAHAHA the WORRY. was she getting drunk or,,,,, is she like really depressed. OH THE KID. not surprised
VILLANELLE WHAT ARE YOU DOING i'm so worried tbh
smoke machine????? the screw you song???
"women don't stay silent forever" yeah. yeah.
gross what a bizarre...... what...... i mean sure.
THE CHILD WAS STOLEN???? i mean. kidnapped. child abduction???? eve. what. omw eve
is carolyn okay in even the slightest way ever known to man. methinks no
THE GRAY SHIFT WHAAAA. wait is bearded guy konstantin??? like how the young actress reminds me of geraldine. who is this woman though i worry
WHAT ON EARTH WAS CAROLYN'S DAD UP TO TO COVER UP HIS SEXUALITY. she must have been so disturbed mw i do wonder. NO CAROLYN NO TRASHING
i mean to a certain extent villanelle is actually a sweet human being. but what on Earth is she going to go onto a rampage. wait v who's your camilo. pray it's not eve
CAROLINA. OMW hey
oh so johan didn't die but who is johan........... OH SHE'S SALTY BAHA
pam honey,,, that's so sweet. she looks lovely actually. aw the asocial awkeard vibe is such a mood
"i can't see" I LOVE. how the show reminds us. continually. that eve is middle-aged and she Rocks
cupid......... & helene's daughter just. playing on her phone. OH IT WAS HIMohjohandidn'tdieeeeeee
YES GO EVE. LOOK AT YOU BABE GO
"good title. long."
JANICE OMW. please don't let this one die....... oh the footage..... helene....... eve. eve no
OH THE ATTACHMENT OH NO. the way her face morphs,,,,, i'm so worried about her safety rn-- what. what is carolyn doing
the shift in COLOUR i am DYING THIS IS SO UNIQUELY CINEMATOGRAPHIC
OH THE LOCKS YES. my gf would be proud. i know something is Up rn. i freaking love this carolyn exploration tbh though i hope it's timely enough to aid us in developing everyone else
the footage???? the song with it???? i could gif this. btw why does helene type in capitals
EVE JUST REALISING OMW. CRYING. it was carolyn all along...........
i love him for thinking to bring that shenanigan. OH THIS HAS TO BE OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. OHHHHHHHHJHHHHHHKAKEOQKFBKAORBDIA. I KNEW IT WAS HIM I KNEWIT.
THAT WAS HER DAD???????????
HE WASN'T DROWNED. DID SHE. OH MY FKN WORD. I KNEW IT
this is. wow. oh my word. i'm not surprised at all. at all. this makes SO MUCH SENSE.
"if we hadn't done what we did"..... but was normality ever the goal, though? the happy lives. the happy endings. ngl these two make me want to yell
VILLANELLE. IS THAT HER CAMILO. IS HE HER CAMILO.
i'm honestly so proud of eve for getting to this point where she can be so pissed at everyone and realise she wholeheartedly is DONE. ofc she found lars we would think so.
the mild fear on her face......... she is Realising. she has a Plan. terrific also terrifying
"they're always bad for me" BAHA
CHARITY BEGINS AT HOME VILLANELLEEEEEE
oh. oh. yes she Knows folks. good for pam but cry. yeah we've established no one can get out of the twelve mmmmmm. worry
SHE'S SO FUNNY WHEN SHE'S RIGHT.
OH IT'S GONNA BE GUNN ISN'T IT
they're always trying to beat each other..... effed up family hugging w this music........
carolyn be careful challenge when
SO IT WAS LARSJOHAN LMAOOOO
ah. he has a gun. i love how sassy she remains
helene is going to die isn't she. OR SHIT SHE WILL ABSOLUTELY BE HURTING V SOMEHOW HUH. CAN I HURT HER PLEASE
the look on her face.......... heLENE
the jesus imagery what the FUCK. THEY ARE NOT THE SAME I'M SO GLAD WE ESTABLISHED THAT FUCK
EVE. EVEEEEEEE I'M CRYING LITERALLY. who the HELL shoots an ARROW.
they really said have a dramatic sky shot
post scene n credits:
THEY GOT KIM BODNIA'S RELATIVE MAYBE. but also wow eve is Descending huh. carolyn and her actually should team up but they never will tbh........ this will be. a sight to see. THIS WAS SUCH AN EPISODE AAAA
#blue rants#killing eve#killing eve 4x05 spoilers#killing eve 4x05#liveblogs#blue watches#blue liveblogs#killing eve s4 spoilers#killing eve s4
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ANONYMOUS asked: current mw?
hey ‘non , we’ve got WANTED CONNECTIONS , KEY PLOT characters that might just mean the admins could cook up some interesting developments for that character, and others listed below !
WANTED CONNECTIONS :
aayla secura, adi gallia, armorer, baze malbus, biggs darklighter, bodhi rook, captain howzer, carth onasi, cassian andor, chirrut imwe, darth maul, eleni sydulla, jaro tapal, kes dameron, kiran tydova, kitster banai, korkie kryze, mara jade, maz kanata, onaconda farr, phasma, pre vizsla, revan, sadori vushan, shara bey, shriv suurgav, thrawn, tristen wren, & tylan adova !
KEY PLOTS :
barriss offee, beru whitesun/lars, cad bane, canderous, captain panaka, captain rex, cere junda, chelli iona aphra, cobb vanth, commander bly, commander grey, count dooku, darth bane, darth malek, eno cordova, evaan verlaine, galen erso, gideon hask, han solo, hondo ohnaka, ilyana, luminara unduli, lux bontari, mace windu, paige tico, plo koon, rae sloane, rael averross, rush clovis, sana starros, saw gerrera, shaak ti, sifo-das, taren malicos, & ursa wren !
OTHER MOST WANTED :
admiral ackbar, axe wolves, enfys nest, galen marek, jango fett, jessica pava, juno eclipse, kaeden larte, ketsu onyo, koska reeves, l'ulo l'ampar, magna tolvan, marris brood, migs mayfeld, omera, owen lars, paz vizsla, rahm kota, savage oppress, shae vizla, tahiri veila, tahl, temmin wexley, wrecker, & zorii bliss !
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anonymous said : mw from star wars please?
shamelessly stole this list from a similar most-wanted question from last week, but our current open and most wanted star wars characters include: bail organa, finn, owen lars, jacen solo, bo katan kryze, and ben skywalker!
additionally: the inquisitors, asajj ventress, count dooku, darth maul, savage oppress, cal kestis, mon mothma, qui-gon jinn, mon mothma, cad bane, korkie kryze, jabba the hutt, cosinga palpatine, c-3po, wrecker, crosshair, tech, and echo!
and finally, the ooc discord also had a request for some of the star wars rebels characters, including: kanan jarrus, hera syndulla, sabine wren, zeb, chopper, thrawn, and kallus!
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ANONYMOUS SAID: current mw canons?
hi sunshine ! we have many wanted canons so we’ve broken them down a bit:
for key plots:
merrin, cassian andor, rae sloane, satine kryze, eno cordova, quinlan vos, amilyn holdo, kit fisto, barriss offee, chelli iona aphra, boba fett, galen erso, darth malak, saw gerrera, jessica pava, lux bontari, gideon hask, asajj ventress, siri tachi,
wanted connections:
thrawn, sabine wren, jannah, del meeko, ezra bridger, darth bane, beru whitesun/lars, mace windu, shara bey, kes dameron, paige tico, kitster banai, jaro tapal, kyle katarn, lobot, luminara unduli, taren malicos, sifo-das, ilyana, rael averross, almec, ursa wren, sadori vushan, brendol hux
in general:
biggs darklighter, plo koon, cobb vanth, bodhi rook, jango fett, baze malbus, phasma, marris brood, karyn faro, darth nihilus, captain cody, zorii bliss, omera, kaeden larte, hondo ohnaka, paz vizsla, enfys nest, chirrut imwe, rafa martez, trace martez, temmin wexley, jocasta nu, tahl, adi gallia, tahiri veila, ferus olin, kaeden larte, axe wolves, koska reeves, juno eclipse, galen marek, l'ulo l'ampar, iolo arana, sana starros, riyo chuchi, rig nema, cad bane, dryden vos, orson krennic, savage oppress, migs mayfeld, rush clovis, magna tolvan, ketsu onyo, tristan wren, maketh tua, arihnda pryce, cliegg lars, owen lars, eli vanto, darth talon, alexsandr kallus, captain panaka, saché
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mw from dc?
sure thing, here you go: tim drake, oliver queen, victor fries, alan scott, ted grant, jesse chambers, jennifer pierce, jessica cruz, john stewart, hal jordan, maggie sawyer, yara flores, jonathan kent, arthur curry, barbara ann minerva, wally west, alex danvers, cissie king jones, m’gann m’orzz, j’on j’onzz, simon baz, lar gand, and lex luthor !!
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anonymous said : What are some of the mw muses on the older end?
we're not sure what you consider the parameters for 'older,' and we also don't know what fandoms you're into, but in no particular order, some older wanted characters are:
from howl's moving castle: the witch of the waste; from the untamed: lan qiren; from star wars: captain rex, commander cody, gregor wolffe, ursa wren, alrich wren, baylan skoll, beru and owen lars, kaya dura's dad (oc), mon mothma, or boba fett; from avatar the last airbender/legend of korra: hakoda, kya, bumi, tenzin, lin beifong, su beifong, ozai, or mai's parents; from harry potter: dumbledore; from the barbie franchise: preminger; from criminal minds: david rossi or gideon; from disney/pixar: king triton, queen athena, ursula, carl fredricksen, jafar, lady tremaine, mrs potts, clogsworth, lumiere, mama imelda, or hector; from the lord of the rings/the hobbit: gandalf, thranduil, elrond, bilbo baggins from lord of the rings/the hobbit, from hocus pocus: the sanderson sisters; from charmed: leo wyatt or henry mitchell; from fourth wing: lilith sorrengail; from acotar: rhysand and winnie's mom and dad, beron vanserra, or papa archeron; from resident evil: karl heisenberg or mother miranda; from qiang jin jiu: ji gang; or from glee, sue sylvester!
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ANONYMOUS ASKED: mw the princess diaries?
bring us mia , lilly , lars , and j . p . !! ——— && of course ... mia’s grand - mère as well would be amazing !!
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