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beanghostprincess · 3 months

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Silly vampire buggy being so very normal about it while the rest are absolutely FERAL is so funny.

Buggy, before Roger passed, still on the Oro: hmm, I'm kinda thirsty-

Shanks, ripping his already open shirt further off: Oh Dear, Oh My Look At ALL THIS So Very BITEABLE SKIN, Sure Hope There's No VAMPIRES Thirsting Near Me, Wink Wink!!!!

Buggy: I bet Gabban still has some juice boxes. I hope he has that guava one. I'll be right back!

Shanks, half naked and drooping: 🥺😟😥😫

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Mihawk: I read this interesting novel yesterday which gave me much to ponder.

Buggy: oh? Awesome! Which was it?

Mihawk, side-eying Buggy pointedly: it was a supernatural romance between a human and vampire. It was rather explicit and had many scenes which piqued my interest.

Buggy, absolutely Not Getting It: oh man. I usually hate those. It's a toss up between bad writing or the vampire is always a top. Like? Give me gay bottom vampires too, we deserve to be recognized!! Oh, Hawky, can you hand me my sunscreen?

Mihawk: ........... here.

Buggy: thanks, love!

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Crocodile: hey you drink blood.

Buggy, sipping A+ out of a care bear cup: yeah?

Croc: does it work on Logia users? Or would your fangs need Haki to pierce us?

Buggy: hm. Good question? I dunno, actually!

Crocodile: seems this could be a learning experience. Would be a shame to not experiment. I know how much you like your science.

Buggy: I do like science. Yeah. Yeah. You're right! I SHOULD experiment on that!!

Croc, unbuttoning his shirt, tugging down his cravat: uh huh, well, I suppose we ought to get to it- where are you going

Buggy: to my workshop! Science waits for no man!!! Nor clown, in my case. Man clown? Vampire? Who knows. Wait. Am I a man...? Hm, what is the gender today... wait, have I eaten at all? I don't remember. Anyway, I need to grab my suit, I'm low on sunscreen again. Oh, remind me to add that to the next shipment request. Oh, I should also grab a bloody mary!! That sounds great! Okay. Bye bye!!

Croc, halfway undressed, watching Buggy run outside, start swearing bc he didn't pull up his hood and is cursing the light, before tripping flat onto his face: ............. shit.

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Buggy rarely pushes the limits of his abilities BECAUSE of the vampirism. If he uses his DF more than usual, it makes him hungrier. And once he hits a certain point, he begins to lose his already loosey-goosey sense of humanity. It scares him to be so cold and uninterested, especially since he always feels things turned up to eleven. When his hits that point, EVERYTHING turns off. At best, he'll be mildly annoyed, angry, amused - but it's like being in a glass bowl, watching things happen from the outside. It terrifies him.

His partners...? Well. It does things to them too, but terror isn't exactly the dominating feeling... 👀

((Also, the romanticism of blood. Of life energy. Of an exchange of that out of love. Of giving parts of yourself to sustain and satiate another. Carrying pieces of someone else in your body to propagate your own life. Of giving and taking consensually the liquid which carries your time. The inherent provocative nature of taking someone else's essence into yourself with full permission and full understanding because they receive so much from you in turn that it is simple, easy, logical to consent to this.))

Vampires 🥰

THE FIRST ONE IS SO REAL EFJKBWEJKBWJEKBF Shanks does that constantly he's DYING for Buggy to bite him and the clown won't even notice he's trying so much. It's ridiculous. Shanks and his failguy moment simping for a vampire that doesn't want his blood.

Mihawk and Crocodile trying to flirt and failing miserably because Buggy is always oblivious to what they do is amazing and no matter the AU it's always like this. I adore. They just want their vampire boyfriend to bite them :(( Failguys.

The last thing you said is so real. Vampires can be something so romantic and I think usually books/TV shows/Media in general don't focus on the important stuff. I want to see teen!Shuggy with Buggy and Shanks traveling together right after the crew disbands (before Roger's death) and Buggy not having access to other types of blood. So Shanks offers him his blood and they have like-- This moment of realization of how intimate it is. And Buggy will forever remember what it felt like to feel Shanks' embrace while sucking his blood without any complaints. And!! Both Mihawk and Crocodile wanting to do the same but it's definitely just for the horny, they don't expect it to be so passionate and intimate, and romantic.

Also, I agree with Buggy, the vampire should be the bottom. Really necessary for this situation.

#this is amazing thank you for this masterpiece #i genuinely laughed so loud with the first one #one piece #buggy the clown #red haired shanks #dracule mihawk #sir crocodile #shuggy #bughawk #crocobug #cross guild

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rrcenic · 6 months

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if they had tumblr on the lotf island simulator bc silly :))

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God I love him so much. Every time we kiss I feel so alive.

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cringe

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…this is literally about us

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OOOH FUCK I DIDNT READ THE USERNAME

#SORRY BABE OMFG #PLS FORGIVE ME WE CAN HAVE A PARTY W MY HUNTERS ON THE BEAJCH

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found a ton of these beautiful leaves and made a flower crown!!

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so. piggy has informed me that the rash on my arms and head is due to the posion ivy ive been wearing for a week.

#everything itches :,(

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Greetings and salutations! This is my first official Tumblr post. My name is Peter. I use primarily he/him pronouns but do not mind they/them.

If you’re a supporter of J*ck or The H*nters DNI!!! I am a Ralph supporter!!! You choir boys make me sick!!!

I have asthma and I am gay. If you insult me, or call me fat, YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!!!

If you are anti-Ralph, I’m not afraid to call you out as the CONCHPHOBE you are!

Lastly: DO NOT CALL ME PIGGY. IT IS NOT MY NAME

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lmaoooo kys piggy

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FUCK YOU

#I AM SO ANGRY RIGHT NOW #YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF #tw h*nters #tw conchphobia #tw j*cks tribe

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#we’re personally more ralph-leaning #but not picky

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t hebeasty i know it’s there i lnow the hel p help theyre is a beastie pleas

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hey op are you ok

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OP WHAT DOES THIS MEAN PLEASE

#I AM AFRAID

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brooo my homies @xX_RogerTheHunter_Xx and @csharpmf were talking about their kill streaks and i said “do you play on an open server or a private world” and they just looked confused 😭😭😭 like bro did. were. were you not taking about minecraft????

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🙂

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girlie help?????

#ur so silly like wtf

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bro check out this fire art i whipped up this afternoon 💪💪💪 nothin much just a quick doodle 💪💪💪

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Hey OP. Maybe do some research on famous art before attempting to plagiarize the Mona fucking Lisa. You disgusting credit thief.

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maybe you should learn what a joke is lmao

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This is your daily reminder to take care of yourself! Drink water and eat some pig! AND FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DONT LET THE SIGNAL FIRE GO OUT!!!

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…i forgor

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ISTFG

#literally so pissed /srs

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i am #strong. i am #emo. i listen to #mychemicalromance. i am #dark

*lifts black hair off face, revealing black eyeshadow* i cannot feel love. i care about no one. because i am #EMO!!!! /srs

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no!!! don’t be sad- *bites black lipstick covered lip and glances away* i… i love you

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Oh my God. And you call ME cringe.

#no hate on Simon even though he’s a weirdo #but Roger is like a different breed of freaky #tw h*nters #tw j*cks tribe #tw conchphobia

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eviesaurusrex · 2 years

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“ᴍʏ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴꜱɪʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ɪꜱ ʏᴏᴜ.” | ʙ. ʙᴀʀɴᴇꜱ

GIFs not mine!

Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

summary: Bucky’s girl has to get her wisdom teeth removed, and he would go to all lengths to protect her from that experience—but he has to deal with the aftermath and takes care of her in the best possible ways.

word count: 2.1k

warnings: mentions of blood and surgical environment, mentions of pain and panic, Bucky being overprotective, mentions of his nightmares/night terrors, mentions of teeth removal, but overall more fluff than angst!

author’s note: This is entirely self-indulgence on my behalf bc I got mine removed on Tuesday, and it was probably the scariest experience I ever had in a doctor’s office. So, I need to imagine Bucky would be there and worry about me and take care of me.

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He sat in the hallway, forearms resting on his knees, of which one bounced rapidly to ease the need to jump up and walk straight into that room. Steve was right next to him—Bucky suspected that YN had asked him to sit down with him, just in case—and he was thankful for his best friend’s company because the sounds he could pick up in the distance almost drove him mad.

Bucky knew that Steve probably heard them more clearly, but the faint sounds were already enough for him to want to jump up and save his girl from the excruciating fear she now had to face in there. She sounded like an injured and scared animal, and he could hear her sobs traveling to his ears—it reminded him so much of the sounds he woke himself with night after night, the panic all-consuming, and only her tender touches could pull him back out of the memories. Listening to YN making those exact same noises almost broke his heart to a million pieces.

“Why can’t they just put her under,” he mumbled angrily, hands pushing through his now short hair, which YN had cut for him during a sunny but lazy Saturday morning. Steve softly patted his shoulder. “You know her body would burn through the anesthesia faster than they could work, and they can’t use the stuff Bruce developed because she tends to get high blood pressure from it.” Steve tried everything to get through to Bucky, to console him, to make him understand that this was the only option—and that everything would be alright. “She will push through it. They gave her something to calm down, and she doesn’t feel any pain.” His words seemed like a joke as another sobbing moan was heard by the two super soldiers. “Doesn’t sound like it,” Bucky mumbled, face buried in his hands.

The blonde man sighed deeply before speaking up again. “Friday?” The AI instantly woke to life. “Yes, Captain Rogers?” He threw a look at his friend before asking the question. “How is YN holding up in there?” They had to wait a few seconds before Friday spoke again. “Agent LN‘s blood pressure is slightly elevated, but Doctor Hilton just said they would be done in only a couple of minutes. The last tooth is rotated, and he needs a bit longer to remove it than he did for the previous three. I will notify you when they are done.”

Bucky slumped back against the wall behind him, releasing the held breath in a deep sigh, but still continued the wringing of his hands. The wiring sound of his metal arm increased as he raked his metal fingers through his hair once more, his eyes closed and dark brows furrowed. At least he didn’t hear the pained moan coming from his girlfriend anymore, but he still could make out her soft crying.

The following minutes passed as slowly as eternity probably would feel before Friday announced that the procedure was finished and the last stitch was made. Neither Steve nor the nurses who worked in the medbay of the compound could stop the brunette soldier as he jumped off the too-small chair and rushed through the hallway. He didn’t even bother to check if he was allowed to enter the sterile surgical room; instead, he just stalked in there, throwing everyone a dark look, before hurrying himself over to YN, who still rested on the horizontal chair, eyes red and puffy from all the crying, tears still running down her already slightly swollen cheeks.

“Oh, YNN,” he whispered gently and softly, prying open her cramped fingers, which held tensely onto each other. He took her hand in his, pressed it against his chest, and leaned down to pepper her forehead in soft kisses, not wanting to risk hurting her if he dared to kiss her cheeks. “You did so well, doll. So, so well,” he continued his whispered praises and brushed the salty tears off her cheeks and from underneath her eyes with a feather-like touch of his thumb. She looked up at him, tears still clearly visible in her watery eyes, and another sob escaped her throat. But suddenly, she choked on it, and a bit of blood escaped her lips as she coughed, which Bucky was fast to dab from there with the towel laying on the surgical tray right next to her.

“There. All gone.” He smiled down at her, and YN stretched her arms out to him, desperation and the remnants of panic and fear on her still pretty face, and he softly pulled her into his arms, lifting her off the chair. “Make sure she lays upright for the first couple of days,” the surgeon says after Bucky has turned with her securely in his arms. “Cooling is essential, so start with it right away. When her cheeks swell up, you can do lymphatic drainage—Friday has the instructions. Check-up is tomorrow, and we will remove the stitches a week from now.“ The soldier nodded after every point made. “The painkillers and the antibiotics are in this bag, along with some instructions concerning her nutrition for the upcoming days, but Friday also generated a meal plan.” Again, another nod from Bucky while YN just clung to him. “She did really good,” Hilton smiled at last and released the couple.

Bucky carried her out of the room and let Steve accompany them on their way upwards onto the living floor. YN threw the blonde a thankful look before opening her mouth slightly. “Thanks, Stevie.” It was only a mumble, almost incomprehensible due to the cotton pads between her teeth and the still working local anesthetic, numbing her entire mouth, including her tongue, but Steve understood her nonetheless. “Everything for my sister-in-mind,” he returned with a soft smile and gently rubbed over her back. “Get some rest, cupcake.” She nodded at his words before snuggling her head back onto Bucky’s shoulder while Steve walked off and left them at the door to their shared bedroom.

“How is the pain, doll?” YN shrugged at that, clinging to him as he tried to put her on the bed and wanting to leave her alone. “Dongo,” she mumbled, and the soldier smiled down at her, crouching in front of the sitting woman. “Was never my intention, pretty girl. Just wanted to get your shoes off. Do you want some fluffy socks? One of my Henleys?” She nodded at both with brightening eyes, and Bucky smiled again before softly kissing the crown of her head, a hand gently combing through her hair. “Be right back, darling.” And he held his word, returning with her favorite pair of fluffy socks—the ones with candy canes and reindeer—and her favorite Henley—the dark red one. He helped her into both, always careful not to touch her cheeks.

He moved her into the middle of the enormous bed, propping her up with the pillows lying around and tucking her in. “Gonna do a quick run to the kitchen to get you those cooling packs, doll. Need anything else?” She shook her head and watched him as he left and even stared at the door when he returned only minutes later—arms filled with all kinds of stuff.

YN raised both brows in silent question after Bucky had neatly piled everything on top of the bedside table and tried to figure out how he could attach the cooling packs to her face. He would hold them day and night, but the soldier was sure that his girlfriend wouldn’t be fond of that suggestion. “Don’t give me that look, doll. Y’know, I can’t let you starve or dehydrate. Nat gave me those drink meals? And Tony found some of those squeeze puree bags Peter used when he got his removed. I don’t know; it says something about banana and strawberry flavor, and that sounded quite good, didn’t it? Oh, and I got you lots of water, and Wanda will bring some tea later. She said it would be antibacterial? S’supposed to help with the healing and—…” He rambled without pause, and YN gently pressed her pointer finger onto his lips and let him shut up. “Sorry,” he mumbled against her skin with a bashful smile.

“Give me those.” YN took the cooling packs out of his restless, moving hands and pointed to their shared closet. “Could you bring me a scarf?” Bucky was up and on the other side of the room within a blink of an eye and held three options over his head, a questioning expression in his eyes. “Which one?” YN smiled softly and slightly shook her head. “Doesn’t matter, silly,” she told him, but Bucky still treated the decision like the most important one on this day. “I think we should go with the grey one. It’s soft enough for your skin, it’s not too expensive to be crying over it when you ruin it, and it’s big enough for whatever you might wanna do to it,” he finally decided and brought it to her before plopping down next to YN and watching her in her doings.

She folded it in half lengthwise and put the two cooling packs in the middle before wrapping them in the fabric. Then, she lifted the now-heavy scarf and started to make a knot on the top of her head—the section with the packs now tightly resting around her chin and cheeks. Bucky stared in awe at her inventing mind, and a chuckle escaped him after YN had turned her head to face him. “You look like a little bunny. Or that one Disney character with the long ears.” YN giggled at that. “You mean Goofy?” He nodded with a grin before pulling her close to his body.

“How is the pain? Do you need some of those painkillers?” He had to make sure that it didn’t get worse while he was gone. And he was glad he asked because she nodded slowly, almost shyly. “Yeah… Think the anesthetic is wearing off,” the agent mumbled, and he was quick to get the package from the bag and one of the water bottles he had brought. “There you go,” he mumbled after carefully removing the blood-drenched cotton pads from her mouth, and she had thrown one in and emptied the bottle halfway. “Don’t have to feel embarrassed, love. Just tell me if you need another one, yeah? You don’t have to suffer only because you think you have to.” YN nodded gently and leaned her head heavily on his shoulder.

“I was so scared in there,” she finally dared to whisper and felt his hold around her tighten. “I know, love. Heard you through that entire hallway. It broke my heart not to be able to protect you from that. But you did so, so well. My brave girl,” the usually grumpy super soldier mumbled into her soft hair, pressing several kisses to her temple. “Sorry for worrying you. And scaring you. I just… just couldn’t stop the tears and the sounds because it hurt so bad but didn’t hurt at the same time because everything was numb, but my jaw…” The memory of the feeling when a tooth was pulled out alone made her nauseous again, not to mention the sickening sound when the surgeon had to crack one of her teeth in order to get it out of her damn jaw.

Bucky held her even closer at that and hummed softly. “It’s over now, love. And stop apologizing, hm? It’s my responsibility to worry myself to death when it comes to you. You’re my everything, YNN. It’s natural for me to worry about’ya.” She looked up at him and accepted the incoming forehead kiss with tiredly closing eyes, finally feeling comforted and loved and safe again. “But y’don’t have to hang here the entire week. I know you have missions and the evaluation of the recruits, and—…” Now it was Bucky’s turn to tenderly lay a finger to her lips and urge her to look up at him again. “Did you really think for a second I’d leave you all to yourself? To let you look after yourself alone? Silly woman,” he grinned and pecked the tip of her nose with a soft kiss. “You’re my responsibility, doll. So it’s my responsibility to take care of you this entire week. Haven’t had so much time with you in weeks, so I’m very willing to stay right here where I am.”

YN blinked slowly, comprehending his words, and sniffled a bit as tears tried to rise in her eyes. “You really stay here?” She couldn’t understand the luck she had to have Bucky at her side. But his nod showed her that he meant it. “You can bet on it. You will be so sick of me after these seven days,” he chuckled and let her cuddle tightly into his chest. “Not possible,” she whispered, and within a few seconds, Bucky felt her body getting heavier in his arms and all he did was hold her while she slept off the adrenaline and panic from earlier.

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As already mentioned, this was entirely selfish to write because I really needed that. But still, I hope y’all enjoyed it at least a bit :3 As usual: comments, reblogs, and likes are much appreciated!

taglist: @seasonofthenerd @onecrazydirectioner @meeksmusic83 @nyctophilic0vitnir

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xcixmoon · 2 years

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zero - part I

this is a series!!

reminder, most of my stories are 18+ - keep in mind when reading.

ultimate masterlist

zero masterlist

note: i just recently started playing cod again (cold war era slightly brought me back) im sry if i make mistakes!! feel free to call me out if you have better knowledge than i lol

simon 'ghost' riley x reader ; lt!ghost x rookie!reader ; simon riley x reader ; simon 'ghost riley x fem!reader

warnings: strong language and violence.

THIS A 18+ BLOG.

the setting is a year into reader being in task force 141. timelines may be different than what is represented in game campaign(s) and such. i've played the campaign twice (bc im down terribly for ghost) so i will be modifying parts of the campaign as i include them in this part of the story. this part relied heavily on the campagin to build up what im working towards.

ten minute read, unedited.

"i'll do it," soap speaks up.

alejandro looked at soap, "you go in there and they'll kill you."

soap knew this but he wanted to stop a missile, he was determined to get the mission done. you knew it was a big risk to let soap go in, "i'll go with him as well." you finally spoke up.

ghost, soap, alejandro, and graves all looked at you.

"no way in hel-" graves began, "i'm not letting soap go in alone. we have a better shot at showing them that two people have good intel. especially the intel that they desire, no?" you cut him off.

ghost kept his eyes on you, "we both offer intel in exchange to meet with sin nombre." you told them.

alejandro looked over at ghost to see if he had anything to say but just met with a gaze that didnt say much, "if sin nombre is there, we pounce." soap brought their attention back.

he gave you a small nod in agreement.

"if you both go in, you'll need someone to keep eyes and ears around. ill go in as one of the guards." alejandro agreed.

ghost said nothing until, "ill take overwatch. have shadows circle the target in a helo."

graves took a look at the ground, "roger that." he finally agreed. he took a patch off his vest and handed it to you, "theyre gonna want proof. give them it."

you agreed at you took the patch, "lets gear up." graves told everyone as you all headed out to your positions.

"eyes on soap and zero?" graves asked ghost.

ghost scouted the building before noticing you both at the front gate. a guard shot his weapon towards your feet, ordering you both to get down on the ground.

"got visual." ghost commed back.

one of the guards hit soap on the back of the knee causing him to fall onto his knees - the other roughly grabbed you and pushed you on to the floor next to him.

one of the guards spoke on his walkie.

the two guards put a black bag over your heads, not being able to see a thing as they forced you both to start walking.

"they got them both now." ghost said as he kept a close eye on you both.

he noticed that the guards separated you and soap once you entered the gate entrance. you tried to whisper for soap but only to cause the guard that was directing you to shove you. "camina!" a man said in spanish.

fuckin hell.

you were shoved to take a seat somewhere. you had no clue to where you were and surprisingly no one was speaking to you yet and demanding for what you were there for.

soaps pov

the bag was yanked off his head and met with alejandro in a elevator, "alejandro?"

soap looked around to see it was only him and alejandro.

"where's zero?" he asked confused.

alejandro shook his head, "no clue, they didnt say much after taking you both in. ill try to find her once i get you where needed."

soap was confused but kept his mind on the end goal. "I want you to tell them everything like we talked about. tell them the whole truth and nothing but the truth." alejandro reminded him

"even y-" before soap could continue the elevator door opened.

zeros pov

you were left in a room for what felt like an eternity. you managed to slip off the bag from your head to see where the hell you were at least.

you were in just a plain room with you sitting right in the middle. you noticed that there were no guards around and tried to manage your way out of the ropes that were bounding your wrists together.

you tried everything you could but nothing worked.

this is going to hurt, isnt it?

you dislocated your thumb and managed to squeeze one hand out.

fuck.

you popped your thumb back into place to untie the rest of the rope that was left.

you walked up to a door and pressed your ear against it and heard no voices on the other side but it was locked. you tried to search any part of the room to break the lock but there was no luck in material to do so.

you heard commotion coming from outside the door and noticed the handle began to move. you quickly sat back in the seat and pretended to only have had moved the bag that once sat on your head.

one guard walked in after he finished yelling across the hall to whoever, "why are you here?" he asked in spanish.

you ignored him at first but noticed a keycard resting on his belt loop, "i want to talk to sin nombre." you told him.

the man looked at you crazy and said nothing in return, he turned his back to you as he started walking out the door. you took this chance to quickly wrap the rope around his neck.

you covered his mouth to suppress his struggles as he tried to fight back. you twisted his neck causing his body to go limp within seconds.

easy bastard.

you grabbed his pistol and whatever else you could use as a weapon along with the keycard and made your way out the room.

ghosts pov

ghost finally got on comms with soap after speaking with sin nombres personal sicaria.

"where's zero?" ghost asked through the ear piece.

soap gave a glance to alejandro, "no clue, L.t." soap responded.

"alejandro?" ghost asked him to speak up.

"they separated them, wasn't able to find her when soap was busy with sin nombres personal sicaria." alejandro finally confessed.

ghost looked through his scope to see if he could see you through any of the bedroom windows but no luck, "find her alejandro and soap you try to get the keycard to the penthouse." he ordered.

"understood." alejandro commed back.

this just became a sticky situation.

zeros pov

you quickly realized that you were nowhere near where you wanted to be. as you managed to try to make you way up the house, you took note what was in the house and the voices that filled the rooms. you heard men snorting as they took a big hits.

you didnt want your trail too hot so you tried to keep your distance from killing anybody. it was driving you mad that you have no comms with the rest of your team.

you found yourself in a empty room and found a safe sitting in the closet, "nice." you whispered to yourself.

a sniper rifle was sitting in it with some cash and armor.

you quickly put the armor on and the rifle along with it.

"sin nombre called for us, lets go." you heard voices speak out the door. you heard footsteps rushing as the words finished.

sin nombre is here.

you confirmed with yourself.

you scouted the hallway once more to see if any stragglers were following the group of men - the coast was clear. you took your time paying attention to the direction of the rushed footsteps and followed.

you noticed the men rushed through a door, "sin nombre..." one of the men tried to speak but sin nombre shushed them as you listened through the door.

"the packages arrive on schedule." you heard a female voice say.

sin nombre is a woman?

you couldnt make out the conversation much as it sounded like sin nombre was pacing around the room. the voice finally concluded the conversation as they turned their attention once again to the men who were told to be present.

"you idiots!" the voice yelled, "you better find whoever the hell you let escape." she warned them.

she was talking about you.

you wondered why they weren't on high alert after knowing you were missing. "the guest cannot know anything is wrong, i have enough shit to handle because you fools cant do simple tasks!" she yelled once more in spanish.

guests?

"hey!" a voice yelled from behind you in spanish. you turned to notice a man has a gun pointed at you already. you wanted to fight your way out but that would be pointless as sin nombre and her men were just inside the other room.

the men roughly grabbed you and restrained you. they took your weapons and opened the door that sin nombre was in.

"let go of me..." you cursed at the men in their native tongue.

you noticed the woman standing before you, "whats this? is this the one you idiots somehow managed to lose?" she asked. she knew the answer already but wanted her dogs to respond.

"so you're sin nombre..." you looked at her. "i wanted a meeting with you but your dogs couldn't do a simple task to give me what i wanted." you said as you tried to move your body away.

soap and alejandros pov

"ghost," alejandro spoke, "no sign of zero but we made our way to sin nombres door."

ghost cursed under his breath, "get PID."

"snake cam is set, get PID on sin nombre." alejandro told soap.

soap looked into the cam and seen that you were standing there, restrained. "fuckin' hell." soap cursed.

soap moved his attention away from the snake cam and looked at alejandro, "what is it, hermano?" he aske him.

"its zero and the woman i spoke to earlier? its valeria, she's sin nombre." he told him.

ghosts voice came through the ear piece, "did you just say zero is with sin nombre?" he wanted confirmation but graves pulled the team back to the task that was needed.

"we need sin nombre, lets wrap this up." graves told them, "we got PID on sin nombre, get her."

alejandro and soap looked at each other and understood what needed to be done.

get you out alive as well as sin nombre.

"we're moving in, you ready?" alejandro asked.

"check." said graves.

"ghost?"

"ready." said ghost.

zeros pov

you heard the doors behind you burst open and sin nombre grabbed you from her men. you tried to fight her but she held a knife to your face when you notice a helicopter was above you both.

"let me go and she lives." sin nombre told graves and his men.

you notice soap and alejandro pointing their weapons at her. her grip tightened on you, "dont!" you told them.

you know that your team would've taken the shot if given the chance but you needed her alive and unhurt. "yeah... dont." sin nombre mocked.

"put the knife down!" soap ordered her, as soap ordered her to do so she dragged the knife on your cheek causing you to bleed.

you cursed at the pain but soon heard the knife fall to the ground as it followed a tazing sound. "secure the target!" graves told soap and alejandro.

time skip to 02 november 2022

"ghost! i have the controls to the missile." you commed to him.

"how the hell did you manage to do that?" he asked you while looking at graves.

"you took too long getting your asses up here." was all you said, "i dont think i can disarm it. its too late for that." you told them.

"making our way up to you," graves responded.

you seen ghost, soap and graves rushing in the room you were standing in.

you didnt specialize in aborting missiles but you tried everything you could from the knowledge that you did have, "abort code wont work." you told graves.

graves reported to shepherd about the situation at hand, "if we cant disarm we must detonate." you heard him say.

"zero! on the controls." graves ordered you.

soap and ghost took guard of the your flank as you grabbed the controls.

"what are we going to detonate the missile on?" you asked graves.

graves shook his head as he messed with the pad, "on the oil rig. its the only chance we got!"

you looked at ghost.

ghost understood what was said with just a look and ordered alejandro and his team to clear the rig.

you followed graves' orders to cause the missile to detonate on the oil rig causing graves to throw a small celebration as you were able to stop the missile from its inital target.

"good work. get ready to get home." shepherd told you all over comms.

you gave soap a small fist bump as he raised his hand asking for one.

ghost gave you a pat on the shoulder.

you lot made your way back to transportation to head back to alejandros base. you were stuck in the middle of ghost and soap in the backseat.

soap had eventually fell asleep on the ride back and you were too uncomfortable as soap made the backseat practically his bed. you noticed that ghost was pressed against the door and moved one of his arms to rest on the head rest behind you to possibly give you more space.

you couldnt tell if he was feeling uncomfortable or if he was just being his usual quiet self as he stared off in the distance out the window but you were thankful that he tried to make space for you.

you noticed the cars ahead of you stopped near the entrance of alejandros base.

graves got out of his car and alejandro followed.

their voices were muffled, you nudged soap to wake him up to get out. "get up, johnny." ghost said before exiting the car - you followed ghost as soap was the last to exit.

"step away from the gate." said graves.

alejandro looked at graves with a questionable expression, "this is my base." alejandro told.

"im taking over," said graves - he turned to look at you, soap and ghost, "you all have been relieved. thank you for your service." he told us.

"graves?" you asked.

"i need you all to leave." he looked at you.

soap stepped in, "you're out of line, graves." he told him. graves pointed his finger at you all, "dont do something you will regret." he warned.

ghost stepped infront of you, "is that a threat?" ghost asked.

"you should know i dont make treats but promises." said graves.

you rolled your eyes at him but no one could see, "does shepherd know?!" you asked finally peaking behind from ghost.

graves looked at the ground, "it was his idea and he wishes you all well." he said.

"bullshit." you spit at the ground.

as graves continued bickering with you about shepherd and what the hell was going on ghost and soap looked at each other. this wasn't going to end well. graves has a big ego about being a big shot and being the man in charge.

"my men are inside!" finally yelled alejandro.

a smug smile appeared on graves' face, "they've been detained." he told alejandro.

all hell broke loose at those words.

before you knew it ghost stuck a knife in two men that were in front and behind you both. you pulled out your pistol to shoot the man that appeared from behind the car.

ghost looked at you as a thank you for covering him.

you heard soap groan in pain and he fell back, you tried to take a shot at graves but he managed to quickly dodge and you shot the man behind him who caused the wounding shot to soap.

"get out!" ghost yelled to soap. he was struggling from losing blood.

you were willing to stay and take the fight against the dirty bastard graves but ghost pulled you away from the scene when he confirmed that soap made it out.

"its not worth it!" yelled ghost to you.

you listened to your L.t. and followed him, just as you turned your back to focus on what was ahead of you, one of graves' men was able to get a shot on you.

a bullet wound entered from the back and was able to exit out your collarbone, "fuck!" you cursed. ghost stopped quickly to scan what was wrong and seen the wound.

"lets get somewhere safe and we'll take care of it." he reassured you.

to be continued...

please keep in mind this is a potential slow burn! smutty simon and fluffy simon will make an appearance at some point(s) in the series.

i do not own anything of call of duty or any of the characters. I rewrote some bits of the campaign to include 'zero' for structure for the rest of my story.

taglist: @splicer13vex @hugs4coya @palomaxaxaxa @ahmya-4 @nameless-ghoul @ryunniez @luvr-bunnyy @junedevil @hungrhay @keliiii @churchofrain

reblog: hello! i woke this morning and decided to check this post and noticed that somehow the story was repeated twice. (oops) but i fixed some errors in spelling and fixed the big issue!! much love.

#simon ghost riley smut #simon riley x reader #simon riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley fanfic #john soap mactavish #soap mactavish #captain price #mw2 #mw2 fanfic #cod x reader #cod mw2 #ghost x reader #ghost mw2 #task force 141 #xcixseries #femreader

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wordy-little-witch · 1 month

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Silly Buggy ideas, but Buggy have oversensitive observation Haki but also Buggy having a strange ability not unlike the voice of all things, specifically being able to hear the echoes of energy from others. He can hear, see and sense the dead, the dying, the things beyond this world.

It's both INCREDIBLE useful and fairly useless. Buggy is constantly getting a lot of Input, because echoes exist everywhere and he's semi desensitized to it all. Sometimes they give him useful info, like a heads up about am attack from behind or little reminders. Sometimes they just wanna cause Mischief and Buggy, being the only "fleshy" who can see them, is their target. He gives as good as he gets though.

He forgets sometimes that others can't detect the other's, so he'll overhear a recruit in a heated discussion with another about ghosts existing, will drop a serious "Oh yeah they're definitely real. There's a bunch here, too" and then leaves, never to explain or expand on that again, his underlings now SWEATING bc Chairman Buggy What Do You Mean-??

Add in that certain blades in One Piece are given specific titles and specifications because they meet certain criteria. Yoru is one of the highest ranked blades in existence. She is imbued with Mihawk's Haki, but she's also spirited and has a soul - one imbued into her by the death of other handlers/smiths. Mihawk, as her Current Wielder, is able to feel and hear her, but Buggy can see her. He's.... a little intimidated by her, all things considered, but he's also got some survival instincts AND sense, so he's always polite. Yoru actually quite likes him. He isn't sure if he likes being favored by the patchwork persona of a giant and deadly weapon.

Crocodile meanwhile can never understand why Buggy has such a fixation on cleaning his hook. It's clean enough, but he will admit that it does often feel better when he gets it back from the clown. He'll allow it.

Buggy just has full on conversations with dead people when he's alone, not bothering to hide it at all, and because of the close proximity his main crew has had with him for so long, they also begin to find themselves Noticing things. None of them really have the same innate ability as their captain, but Buggy's Haki has braided into theirs just enough to give them glimpses, usually of the more powerful beings present.

Crocodile and Mihawk only really notice it when they are both tired, stressed, worried over a feverish, unconscious jester, and between one look and the next there is suddenly a fourth man in the room. They both jolt upwards, defensive, protective, until the man turns enough to flash them a familiar grin, and they both gape.

Gol D Roger cackles soundlessly at their expressions before turning back to Buggy. His smile softens, his eyes fall lidded, and sweat slick curls are brushed back from a burning forehead with a tenderness most would think the King of Pirates incapable of. The pinch in Buggy's brow twitches, a soft whine of discontent rising hoarsely from his throat. He turns his head, a mumble of what may have been nonsense or may have been a horribly slurred attempt at "cap'n-".

There is no sound from Roger, at least not that the dark haired men could hear, but they see the man move his lips, see Buggy's head turn towards him, like a flower to the sun. They smell the sudden wave of sea salt and rum and laughter, a scent without compare. They can't do much else but watch as a dead man takes up vigil at the side of a man he had once called son.

Buggy's fever breaks early the next morning.

#buggy the clown #buggy headcanons #cross guild #cross guild polycule #one piece headcanons #ghost roger my beloved #roger is a dad and i will die on this hill

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hiimtheproblem87times · 27 days

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AvM/A Ships & Headcanons

those who are about to be more confused with the Comics i'm Making in the Future, Here...

• Yellow × Blue

Yellow is 19 years old

blue is 18 years old

they both switch, nobody tops

They use Pet names, blue most

yellow is an Engineer, smartass with technology

blue loves cooking but potions is his fav thing to do

ACTS like parental figures to red,green & tsc

but green is their practice child

green loves being third wheel ✌️ (he gets free food)

"COME ON GREEN, GO TELL PURPLE >:D" -blue

"Love must wait, green." -yellow

• Green × Purple

Green & Purple are both 16 years old

green loves to swing alot with his fishing net, listens cunt music, skilled fighter

purple loves to send flowers to their mother, flying tricks, being royal-ish

Green loves to visit purps every night

This summer, purple is moving to another City (for the whole summer)

Purp's love to visit the CG

Everytime Purple visits, Green would just run & jump to give purp a huge hug (they're used to this)

Purp is a Designer, smt like Wings, Dresses & Suits

Funt fact! Purple is the One who designed the Mercenaries Suits! Vic was their Special Visitor :)

• Red

Red is 15 years old

probably the youngest of the gang

Goes to monster school if he feels like it

best bud is enderman

i like to think herobrine is like a parental figure to red

troublemaker

owns a animal farm

Worse homie is green

• The Second Coming

Sec is 17 Years old

Leader but Sleeper

Sleep addict

Theory that he's both Vic & Cho's Return

Best homie is Green

• F! & C! Victim

theres actually 2 seperated bodies of Victim

i drew their designs so that you will know which one is C! & F!

More headcanons:

• F! Victim :

Ageless

any pronouns

Worried if one of his cult members is missing

They love talking to Orchid (no ship >:0)

agent is the one who spotted them

Huge crush on agent (f!vicagent fans where you at)

Rocket corp calls them "The rocket ghost" bc they keep haunting the place

is one of C!Vic's clones

• C! Victim :

call by He/they/them

32 years old

Coffee addict

Brandon rogers energy

"Move Bitches, im the CEO of Gay" -Victim

• Victim × Agent

again, Victim is 32 years old

Agent is 34 years old

Old men yaoi ahh couple

SECRETLY dating

Both of them Like to stay up at night so they can hang out (until 2am)

They like to tie Each-others hair bc its their love language :D

physical touch is their second Love language

agent got nightmares from F!Victim

C!Vic didn't know F!Vic exist

agent is the head mercenary

1 time they made out (should i do it again)

• Hollow Siblings

(Big reminder that TDL Ain't their Sibling)

Family Energy :

Chosen is 28 years old

Second is 17 years old

Vic is 32 years old

Victim is also their sibling

Dark is NOT (He's just created to kill Chosen)

FV Family Sibling Energy 🎀

Second is Vic's Fav

Cho would just tell Sec to ask Vic for Money (Always Works)

But... When making Comics.. :

Cho & Sec dosen't know C!Vic is their sibling

C!Vic also dosen't know too.

• ChoDark

Again, Chosen is 28.

Dark Lord is 26 Years old

Theory that Dark created the Virabot so no-stick or cursor can hurt him and chosen

Wanna know how horny is Dark?

their fav tango is "Masochist Tango" Cuz they get to beat the shit outta each other

Divorce & Re-married Bitches 😍

• Rocket Corp

Primal is 100+ years old (cuz caveman)

Prime is immortal

ballista is 29 years old

Hazard is 30 years old

primal & ballista have like a platonic relationship (Rarepair)

"He makes me laugh." -Primal, describing ballista

They have This Energy Every week

Vic probably made the workers (Theory)

• King Orange

King is 31 Years old

he likes to Cook

he likes to Read

Humourous Dad

He had Dreams & Nightmares of Orchid

"i miss my child purple, i miss my kid so much :'("

• CG & S!Alan

Recap : 17 years old, 15 years old, 16 years old, 18 years old & Yellow is 19 years old

Alan is Probably 35 Years old..?

Codell Family Energy

more worried Around Red cuz He's the Youngest

Alan has 3 Family Jobs (The CG, Hollowheads & IRL)

Pretty sure this i all i have... for now, thanks for reading :)

#this was an ass to write #got no motivation on secred & tsc #alan becker #avm #ava #animator vs animation #animation vs minecraft #patpat posts

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hauntingblue · 5 months

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Hancock being shy with luffy always gets me

#shortstack rayleigh vs empress boa hancock. fight!!#the kuja pirates branded water bottle 😭😭😭#rayleigh has to be om the revolutionary army or smth bc why would he care so much about training luffy when he did nothing for him...#apart of reminding him of roger and idk being basically his nephew #i thiught thwy were glong to do the scene of the hat and ace in the opening but in the episode and i just started teaeing up but it never #came lmao 😭😭#oh the ending is different.... go to new world....#should i stop here and pause or watch the other episode about the crew trauning too....#talking tag #watching one piece #OHHH 3D2Y IS A MOVIE......#later then #episode 516

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local-fire-dumpster · 3 months

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I really like the concept of "what if the Asl brothers swap parents?" so here is my 2 cents to it:

Ace:

He swaps with Luffy. Obviously that would change his character quite a bit bc his daddy issues regarding Roger are an integral part of his character & how he views the world and himself. He'd still have some issues but well, if you are forced to grow up in a forest full of monsters and mountain badits bc your dad decides to fight the government and dump you with your clinically insane grandpa you'd probably have some too.

Ace has heard a lot of things about the Revolutionaries. The government and nobles would describe them as vicious devils. Some common folk would describe them as delusional.( One small group can't change how the world ticks no matter how hard they try.) Others would describe them as saviours and beacons of hope.

Given his personal experience with corrupt nobles (Gray Terminal fire), Ace understands why Dragon would want to take down the World Government as it stands.So he wouldn't really dwell too much on it and focus on his own ambitions.(Become a famous Pirate). If his father wants to be a Revolutionary then so be it.

(Also he'd definitely remind Garp about it with a smug face whenever the old man brings up joining the Marines.,which never fails to earn him a "fist of love")

Another core difference would be that he probably doesn't try and challenge Whitebeard.

I'm not sure if I remember this one properly but Ace's main reason for going after Whitebeard was that Whitebeard was Roger's Rival and Ace wanted to prove himself as quickly as possible. So if it hadn't been for that I think Ace would have sticked more to exploring the New World, improving his skills and spreading his name. He'd be a lot more laid back and sure he carries a big secret with him but it doesn't fell nearly as much of a burden as it did with Roger.

Naturally Marineford never occurs which would change things up quite a bit.

Sabo:

Sabo swaps with Ace. Sabo is a lot more level headed than Ace and would probably take the fact that Roger is his father a lot better than little Ace. That being said he would still carry certain worries and fears with him for life. What if people find out out about his secret? Would they hate him? Would they leave him?The Marines could show up and execute him any minute now.

I'm not sure whether Ace and Sabo would grow up together since infancy or whether Garp dropped Ace of at Dadans when he was older but either way the two of them would quickly grow fond of each other. Like in canon they only have each other and in a way they can bond over their secret.

Sabo doesn't hate Roger the same way Ace does. Sure he was supposed to be this terrible Pirate but one day he plans to set sail and become a Pirate himself. People would speak and think ill of him anyways he thinks.

I don't want to put him in Ace's position and make him a Whitebeard Pirate bc I doubt Sabo would be as bold as to attack an Emperor unprovoked.

Sabo still sets sail with the goal to be free and explore the world and write a book about it like in canon.

Him and Ace would probably be "rival" pirate captains. Everyone assumes there is some sort of history between them and that they are enemies but in reality it's just two brothers having a pissing contest over who can sink more Marine ships.

Luffy:

Luffy swaps with Sabo. While Ace and Sabo somehow find themselves in a little more favorable position in this Au, Luffy would find himself in a much worse position.

Being forced to wear clothes he doesn't like,restricted meals,being forced to study boring stuff,Luffy would absolutely hate all of this. His parents neglect him and abuse him verbally and emotionally on a daily level so naturally Luffy runs away like Sabo did.

Luffy is loud, eats a lot ,runs around and he loves to explore so the live of a noble would absolutely kill him on the inside.

He goes to the Gray Terminal and meets Ace and Sabo. He follows them around like in canon and when the Porchemy incident happens they finally take him in.

I'm not sure how he gets his df but since Zoan DFs are said to have a will of their own I think the fruit would have found it's way to Luffy with or without Shanks.

The part about Luffy being taken away from his brothers would definitely be different. Luffy is not Sabo. When Sabo got taken Ace trusted that Sabo can take care of himself and that he'll find his way back to them eventually.

But Luffy isn't Sabo.Luffy is their little crybaby brother who still can't protect himself. Who would give up his own live for something as trivial as keeping quite about their stolen treasure stash.

They know Luffy will suffer in High Town. Luffy knows too but he'd gladly trade his freedom for his brother's lives and they hate this.

Luffy would have a tougher time trying to escape then Sabo bc he is younger and clumsier.

Meanwhile Sabo and Ace would desperately try and make plans to free their little brother.

Maybe Dragon's ass actually helps during the fire or they end up forcing themselves to ask Garp but I can't see them leaving Luffy to his fate.

Luffy's pirate journey wouldn't change much though i guess his wanted poster having just "Luffy" means that some people don't view Luffy in the same light.

#one piece #luffy #sabo #portgas d ace #asl #monkey d. luffy #asl brothers #ace #monkey d luffy #portgas d. ace

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simorys · 8 months

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Me when I combine my two interests 😈

For more context ig if y'all really care. It's probably cringey but idc :3 ⇩⇩

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Rulf - He is the only one who doesn't know about the whole Greek gods thing. He never actually gets claimed but it's kinda obvious from the water abilities that he's a Poseidon kid.

Jack(ass) - He's the head of the Apollo cabin. He doesn't really know how to heal and doesn't care to learn 💀. Is definitely able to glow in the dark. Is still homophobic (but gay) despite his father being Apollo.

Piggy - His auntie has told him about it all but he's never been to Camp Half Blood.

Simon - He's been at camp since he was a little baby and has always been told that his parent was Demeter. However both him and the Demeter kids knew smth was off but no one really questioned it. It wasn't until the island he found out Persephone was his parent. She never told him bc she felt guilty and embarrassed about cheating and she never really claimed him.

Roger - He's got more of the madness side of Dionysus rather than the theatrical side. He is able to make people insane for a little bit and isn't really the most sane himself.

Maurice - He has the Charm speak ability and makes people do dumb shit with it 😈. I don't really have anything else about him sorry Maur Maur 💔

Sam and Eric - They remind me of the Stoll brothers akdkakd. Uhhh that's it ig.

Mulberry - He started the whole fear of the beast so why not have him be the son of the god of fear.

Percival - cry baby ass bitch /j His parent is the goddess of sadness so it's just in his genes to cry all the time.

Robert - idk, I don't really care for his character that much tbh. Him, samneric, and Maurice definitely pull lots of pranks on people.

Bill - I wanted a Tyche kid so I just grabbed a random side character 💀 He's the reason they all survived the plane crash akskakd. Also this is the first time I've ever drawn him.

Wilfred - my favourite side character fr. He deserved better. I like to think that he slightly knew about Simon but never said anything.

Also the Lord of the Flies gets possessed by Kronus. He attempts to start his take over but fails 👎👎.

#lord of the flies #lotf #lord of the flies fanart #lotf fanart #lotf fandom #lotf jack #lotf ralph #pjo #percy jackson #im so excited for the show

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heartofjasmina · 7 months

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glad you like seeing me in your ask bc i like being here. ♡

another request for some soft x reader goodness. you write soft stuff so well and frankly i can’t get enough. i’ll let you pick a character this time, and as always, anything is fair game. i think we’ve read enough of each other’s writing to know i’ll like whatever you come up with. thanks so much.

<3 thanks so much bunny that means a lot! and I gotta go with my baby Bakugou <3

Katsuki spent Saturdays taking care of his baby, come hell or high water. He woke you up bright and early despite your sleepy (and adorable) protests, "'m tired Daddy."

"I know punkin, but its Saturday. You don't want to miss pancakes and cartoons do you?" He bit back a grin when you suddenly bolted upright out of your bed and started to head to the kitchen. "Brush your teeth first brat!"

"Yes Daddy!" You singsonged. Katsuki felt his heart settle into place like it always did in these moments, when he was reminded his best girl was also his most adorable baby who trusted him implicitly.

You two spent the day at home away from prying and judgemental eyes. Katsuki set up a picnic in the living room, with all your favorite stuffies in attendance, including Mr. Rogers the Rhinocerous and your Cinnamoroll. He helped you get dressed in your poofiest princess dress and even put on his only tuxedo to escort you.

"May I, my lady?" He offered you his arm and smiled at the shy giggle that left you as you took it.

"You may, Sir Daddy."

And even though he'd take this to the grave, he let you put your tiara on him when you were having your tea party with finger sandwiches, just to see you burst into a fit of laughter.

"Daddy's a princess!!" You crawled over to him and kissed him all over his face, loving him with truly your whole heart.

"Only for my baby." He grumbled but kissed you back regardless.

The whole day was a treasure for both of you, a memory too keep with you throughout the week when the real world demanded your attention. And that's why you both threw yourselves into your dynamic every weekend. It was the oasis in the desert that you drank from greedily each time.

By bed time you were as exhausted as Katsuki was, but bone deep happy. "Come on punkin, time for teeth brushing and bedtime."

"Okay, but you gotta carry me." You held up your arms and made grabby hands at him, knowing your pro hero husband could easily lift three times your weight.

Katsuki narrowed his eyes at you playfully before picking you up, murmuring as he rolled his eyes, "I'm in love with a little tyrant."

"Your tyrant, daddy!"

"My tyrant. Now brush." He helped you when you got too tired to brush yourself, then grabbed your paci.

When you got really tired you regressed even younger than normal, often not talking- instead using charades and noises to get what you wanted. Like pointing and whining for your paci which wasn't in your mouth fast enough.

"I know I know, here you go." Katsuki's voice gentled even further, knowing that you got even more sensitive like this. "My baby." He kissed your forehead and your nose, smiling when you ducked your head shyly.

He got you both settled in bed and cuddled you close, knowing that tomorrow you'd be yourself and Katsuki, not baby and Daddy anymore. So he soaked up this last moment, giving you a booty rub to relax you further and kissing your forehead and cheeks until you both fell asleep.

#katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugo #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #jasmina writes 🌸#domesticness <3 #kacchan #? :jasmina's asks: ?#tw dark content #tw age play

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stxrvel · 4 months

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something #2

hi guys! i think im enjoying writing short stuff better, bc i tend to get stuck with the longer ones. still gonna see how that will turn out. do you guys have anything in mind you want to read? i cant seem to find the inspiration to continue the projects i already have. i'll read you!! hope u like this! see u next time. love u <3

warnings: hateful acts, all against all, people (avengers) taking sides, mean reader

Sometimes, when Y/N went to the Tower, the atmosphere was not as uncomfortable as she imagined. She could even say that she didn't have such a bad time, but it still wasn't one of her favorite places. It was times like those that she could remember why she preferred the solitude of the Complex to the uptight fraternity of the Tower.

“Ah, that mission really was a disaster,” Sam Wilson was telling some story in the middle of the kitchen island, most of the group gathered around him, a huge scowl on his face, barely noticing a fidgeting Steve Rogers. Y/N occasionally returned to the conversation, too much on her mind at the moment.

“I don't think I've ever seen Fury so angry,” Tony Stark spoke next to her, sipping his coffee stretched out on the uncomfortable kitchen chairs.

“We spent about… what, two weeks in penance?” Natasha Romanoff shook her head, a grimace on her face as she remembered Fury's reprimand and the days following that terrible mission, as she approached Y/N with a green drink in her clear acrylic cup.

“And Fury's penances are to be feared. I don't think it ever occurred to me to be that reckless again,” Sam looked back at Y/N, reminding her with a glance that the topic of conversation had turned thanks to her, when she came into the kitchen along with Natasha and they decided the best topic of conversation was last week's disastrous mission. Sam may have wanted to be benevolent and show understanding, but she really couldn't care less.

“I wasn't reckless,” Y/N lifted her shoulders, absently sipping from the glass Natasha had reached for, sitting next to her with an amused expression.

“I second that,” the redhead waved her glass in Y/N's direction, earning a sidelong glance from Steve on the other side from the kitchen doorway.

“You weren't because it was avoided,” Sam mimicked her gesture, leaning against the kitchen counter with his arms folded across his chest, his drink forgotten on the kitchen island.

“If it wasn't reckless what they decided to do, why in the same way do we have a veto?”

Sam didn't answer her, just as she expected, and barely smiled at Natasha as she clinked her glass against hers in a silent toast. The atmosphere in the kitchen had become somewhat tense, and for the first time she was pleased that Tony hadn't intruded on the conversation. Perhaps he was more in agreement with her than he would want to accept.

“If you're done,” Steve finally spoke up, standing in the doorway with tense shoulders, sending a hard glare at the redhead and Y/N, “Sam and I have to go.”

Wilson exhaled gruffly, grabbing his mug rinsing it in the dishwasher before following in the Captain's quick footsteps, not before sending a glare at the rest of those present in the kitchen.

“You don't know when to be quiet,” Tony spoke after a few seconds, as the sound of the elevator doors closing reached their ears. “That's why I like you so much.”

“It was obvious Wilson would side with Barnes, but I didn't think he'd be so openly against you,” Natasha moved to occupy the space next to Tony at the counter, right where Falcon had been a few minutes earlier. Natasha looked disgruntled, genuinely interested to know what was going on with Wilson, but Tony next to her was the manifestation of quite the opposite, with the corner of his lips cocked to one side and a bored gesture.

“Sam thinks it's my fault. He finds it impossible to believe that two people as righteous as Rogers and Barnes could do something so wrong,” Y/N replied, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Besides it hasn't been the same between us since what happened that time,” Tony tilted his head, blinking rapidly as if trying to rush the memories out. “They still hate us.”

“They hate me,” Y/N corrected him, earning an incredulous look from both of them instantly. Natasha frowned.

“You didn't do anything wrong, and they demonize us for being on your side. But some other people on this team have done worse,” the redhead tossed the comment into the air, and it seemed that the memories came very easily to each of them.

“Whatever it is, I couldn't care less,” Y/N stood up, taking the now empty glass and rinsing it in the dishwasher.

Natasha knew she was about to leave, so she broke away from the counter and changed the topic of conversation.

“Do you want us to make change?”

Y/N looked at the redhead with a bored expression. There was the possibility of requesting a change of mission with any team member once a month, and since it was just the beginning of November the shifts had been restarted. Last month Y/N had requested a change with Natasha because she was sure she couldn't spend too much time around her partner without wanting to hang him with her bare hands. She hadn't had any more missions with him up to that point and had the opportunity in front of her to avoid it, but this time she didn't want to take that option. She had a feeling something worse was coming.

“No, I'll be fine.”

“Do you think you can spend more than twenty-four hours with Scott?”

“He's stupid, irritating and annoying, but you guys know there are worse things in this life.”

“Worse things like the unmentionable?”

It was impossible to miss the look Natasha automatically shot Tony, which Y/N was sure if she had been standing next to him she would've elbowed the air out of him.

“Yeah, Tony, you're a genius,” Y/N rolled her eyes, grabbing her cell phone next to Natasha and moving to leave the kitchen.

But just when she thought she could have an enjoyable and uneventful day at the Tower, without this kind of incident, Barnes appeared just inside the entrance and it was instantaneous change in the mood. She even noticed Natasha and Tony stirring in their positions as if they were finding it hard to breathe amidst all the tension.

“Ah, you again.”

Y/N wasn't going to be the one to move to let Barnes in and judging by the look on his face it seemed he wasn't either. That was the way it was every time.

“You were also the last person I expected to see, actually.”

She'd seen that attempt at a carefree expression on Barnes' face a hundred times, but it didn't go unnoticed the way he tried to hide his quickened breathing or the indiscreet way he moved his eyes all over her face. His heavy, deep breathing almost convinced her of his disinterest, but she noticed the small changes and movements in his chest. It was impossible that after so long he could hide anything from her. Maybe that was why he was trying to convince himself that he hated her, because try as he might he couldn't figure her out after all that had happened like she could him.

But that was irrelevant. Barnes had long since ceased to be anyone in her life.

“Move,” was what she said, even though a couple of other things went through her head just to annoy him.

“You move,” he retorted, adopting a more relaxed posture.

Her blood boiled, almost certain that the veins in her forehead could be seen at that distance from how hard she was trying to hold back because just the sight of him was enough to upset all the chemistry in her body that deeply detested him.

With her dark gaze that she was sure could cut into his skin if it were physically possible, Y/N raised one of her hands to rest it on one of Barnes' shoulders, catching him completely off guard because he was surely expecting a hateful response that would incite an argument, as it did sometimes happen.

But Y/N wasn't in the mood for that, as many times. The times she took the time to argue with Barnes was when she had too much anger inside that she felt she had to take it out on something or she was going to implode.

So Barnes let his guard down completely, his bored expression changing to complete stupefaction and surprise, looking at her face and then her hand on his left shoulder. He looked like he wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat.

Y/N understood at that moment the expression “like a fish out of water”.

It was at that moment of greatest cluelessness that Y/N used her hand to push the man who was almost twice her height. Barnes moved as if he were a leaf in the middle of a gale, a little use of her strength was enough to send the distracted man to the ground.

With the noise muffled by his clothes, Y/N walked past him as if nothing extraordinary had happened, with the restrained laughter of her companions behind her and Barnes' gaze following her until the elevator doors closed.

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