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captainschaos · 2 months
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part two of today's posts for @mcyt-aro-week ! day 4: aro joy / adventure
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aromantic boat boys, aromantic boat adventure! :]
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bajinns · 7 months
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cries I’m in Pikmin hell
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rodolfoparras · 7 months
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think about price who constantly refers to his lover as 'the wife' with lovesick eyes to 141
now imagine 141 loosing their SHIT on the inside when they first meet 'the wife' and she isn't some petite pretty little housewife like they imagined but instead a large ass man built like a fucking TANK and easily towers over Simon who is the tallest of the group. price still refers to him as 'the wife' with the dorkiest grin ever and 141 doesnt let him live it down, threatening him with telling 'the wife' whenever he doesnt let them do something stupid
(feral anon)
(i want to be 'the wife' so bad but sadly i am a short transmasc that doesn't look like a man at all)
(your posts cure my gender disphoria)
A/N: I loved this idea and I’ve been wanting to write a fluff piece for my old man so here u go, something very light hearted ! Excuse any mistakes I wrote it within an hour or so!
It’s no secret that Price likes to keep his private life and work life separated, not many people know he’s married and he likes to keep it that way.
However he has no qualms about 141 finding out about the person he loves so much, matter of fact Laswell was the first to know, all unplanned of course.
It all happened when the two of them snuck away from the rowdy group of men to smoke. Sitting inside would’ve been a better option. It was warm inside, they had decent lighting and were within hand’s distant to their drinks but that would also mean they were at risk of losing their hearing or getting elbowed in the stomach or face by the drunken men, so outside it is.
Price offers her his cigar, which she takes gracefully muttering something along the lines of “my wife doesn’t like it when I smoke” while taking a drag from the tobacco leaf.
“Neither does mine” he says with crows feet appearing around his eyes and lips curling up into a smile.
“You’re married?” Laswell says, only with a hint of surprise on her face as she hands the cigar back to him.
“Happily” he says smile still present as ever on his face before he takes a drag from the cigar as well “been that way for four years now”
She just nods in response before she takes the cigar back, and that’s pretty much how Laswell finds out about Price’s spouse.
The next person to find out about it is Gaz.
141 had been out on a mission that day, and Gaz had taken the impulsive decision to head straight into the fire in hopes of getting important intel. He’s managed to get it but not without getting scolded for his reckless behavior by Price. Hours later and the guilt is still eating at him so he decides to make his way over to Price’s office in an attempt to make amends with the older man.
Gaz takes a deep breath before he knocks on Price’s office door.
“Come on in” he hears the older man’s voice.
Gaz walks in only to be met with the sight of Price seated in his office chair, paper work scattered about on his desk and a cigar resting between his index and middle finger.
“Sir” Gaz says, awkwardly shuffling in place. “I’d like to apologize for earlier today”
“Already forgotten”
The surprise must’ve been clear on his face because the older man can’t help but chuckle.
“Sit down” Price says pointing at the chair opposite to him before taking another drag from the tobacco leaf.
Gaz swiftly takes a seat, hands resting on his knees, nervously chewing on his bottom lip.
There’s a moment of silence as Price rearranges the paper in a neat pile on his desk, pen carefully placed next to it before he speaks again.
“You got someone special waiting for you back home?”
Once again Gaz is surprised but this time the older man just looks at him and smiles.
“I do, sir”
“So do I” Price says smile getting bigger as he folds his arms across his chest and leans back in his chair. “Oh don’t look at me like that I’m not that old am I?”
“No - no sir” Gaz says, hands awkwardly flailing about and feeling his ears burn as he blurts out the words.
Price’s smile grows even bigger before he begins to explain “point is I’m sure that special someone wants you back home alive, if anything were to happen to me I’m sure the wife would find a way to haunt me in the after life”
Price’s gaze falls to his hands, fingers fidgeting with his wedding band.
Oh.
The wife.
The ring.
The captain is married.
“Sometimes we have to do things we rather not do to make sure we come back home to them, keep that in mind Garrick”
“Yes sir” Gaz says, mind still processing this new found information.
“Good, now if you excuse me I have someone to call,”
Gaz without thinking says “the wife?”
Price only chuckles but nods his head in confirmation “the wife”
Soap is the third person to find out and it happens while 141 are relaxing on base, playing cards and drinking beer.
Price walks in with black slacks and a white button, rolled all the way up to his elbows. On top of that there’s an invisible trail of cologne that seems to follow his form.
“Captain! Come join us” soap says not even looking up at the man but instead keeping laser focus on the cards in his hand.
“No can do boys I’m heading out with the wife”
Soap almost drops the cards in his hand, head turning so fast Price is surprised he doesn’t get whiplash. “You’re married?”
“I am” Price says trying to suppress his chuckle when he sees Gaz peaking at Soap’s cards. “You weren’t planning on proposing were you soldier?” Price jokes which sends the rest of the group into a fit of laughter.
Soap physically recoils at that, head turning back to his cards and muttering a “to you captain? No thanks”
“Alright then, I’m heading out” Price says, choosing to ignore soaps comments, as he pulls on his jacket“don’t wait up!”
As Price makes his way over to the front door, he hears the group continuing to tease soap, can even hear the Scotsman accuse Gaz of looking at his cards, but he quickly forgets about everything as he sees you parked outside and waiting for him.
Ghost was very well aware of Price’s spouse, had even been the first person to know that Price was planning to propose.
The two of them had been in an entirely different squad, and less familiar with each other when they got sent out on a mission. A lot of things went wrong that day so much so Ghost and Price weren’t sure if the both of them would get back home alive. So Price had taken the opportunity to tell him about this special someone, how he was planning to propose to this person when they were scheduled to go back home, had even forced a wedding band in the palm of Ghost’s hand and told him to give it to the person if Price doesn’t make it out alive.
Luckily the both of them had managed to get out alive and Ghost had gotten the opportunity to watch Price put the ring on this person’s hand.
With that being said Ghost should be able to recognize this person if they were to appear in front of him but it’s been years so when he hears someone asking where Price is he doesn’t think twice about telling them, chalking it up to some poor lost recruit looking for the captain, while keeping his eyes on the weapon he’s cleaning.
However he doesn’t get to do much more before he hears another voice.
“Who’s the guy?” says soap, confusion clear in his tone.
Ghost turns to the other man and the annoyance must’ve been clear in his eyes because Soap raises his hands in an apologetic manner. “Oh sorry did i interrupt something important “ he says with a smile on his face.
“Anyway a tall really tall dude maybe taller than the ghost?” He pauses as if contemplating before he continues to explain “was looking for Price, really buff too…” he trails off while glancing down at his arms “hey you think I should work out more?”
Ghost just sighs before he returns to cleaning his weapon but he’s once again interrupted when Gaz walks in.
“Captain wants to see us in his office”
And that’s when he fully gives up on the task as he follows the two other men over to Price’s office, grumbling over why the captain was calling them over while putting up with the chatter from the Scotsman telling Gaz all about the giant that just passed him.
It doesn’t take much before they find themselves in front of Price’s office.
Through the door they can hear Price’s voice along with a much deeper voice, holding a conversation.
Soap is the first to knock on the door, while sharing confused glances with the two other men.
“Come in”
The three men enter the room only to be met with the sight of Price standing behind his office chair where a man is sitting in it, both of them sporting equally bright smiles on their faces.
“Boys” Price says, face ever so proud as he looks down at the man “meet the wife”
The man stands up, tall just like Soap had described him and when he reaches a hand out they see a wedding band that matches the one on Price’s hand.
“I’m the wife” you say with a big smile on your face.
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naihilan · 4 months
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i can’t draw muscular men but i hope you guys see the vision (my own ahsoka outfit design)
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scribbledghost · 5 months
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Ah, now I'm thinking abt Poly 141 there to welcome you home after a particularly tough day since for once they're all home from deployment at the same time.
Gaz will run you a warm bath, and he'll either leave you be if you want or he'll sit on the floor next to the tub and listen to you talk about your day. He'll offer soft words of comfort or some light conversation should you need it, and he'll massage your shoulders if you'd like. When you're finished, he'll wrap you up in a fluffy towel and help you dry before grabbing you a set of comfy clothes.
Soap will throw on your favorite movie or TV show, letting you sit and veg out while he shows you funny animal videos on his phone every now and then to try and make you laugh. He curls you up next to him, playfully scratching at your cheek when he rubs his facial hair stubble against it. If you ask him what he's doing, he'll just respond with "Tryin' tae get ye laughin'. Is it workin'?"
Price makes dinner, or orders it from your favorite place and makes a run to pick it up. He'll bring you a plate, making sure you eat at least a good portion of it before the evening's done. If it's early enough in the evening and the weather's right, he'll beckon you outside with him while he has a cigar, having you sit next to him in the sunshine. You're free to vent to him, or you can enjoy the silence.
Ghost brings your back to his chest while you sit on the couch later, wrapping his arms around you as he watches TV with you, reads a book with you over your shoulder, or watches a game you're playing on your phone. He brings a quiet comfort, a sturdy wall against your back to remind you that he's got your six. Later on, he helps you to bed and settles you in, your back still to his chest.
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echo-coyote · 1 month
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[AU]
After Order 66 and the fall of the Rebuplic; Rex, Ahsoka, Echo, and with Clone Force 99’s help they gather a crew to liberate clones from the Empire
Raxshir Squad is the primary group that leads this movement, because they’re so swag and full of yolo
How Ahsoka wears a helmet shown below:
It’s modified to be worn like a mask, with her lekku tied back into a bun. Lekku should be styled more often, that’d be fun
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scribblesgalatica · 3 months
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Brainstorming how I think Fakeman works!
My ramblings are below.
He's an imperfect clone, as there's not really a way to have an exact copy of Rayman. I think they edited him slightly to fit what they wanted, such as platinum blonde hair.
I personally think Rayman/Ramon had strawberry blonde to almost ginger hair and freckles.
As for the cybernetics
I think that he wouldn't be able to throw his limbs as far as Ramon. As powerful as the tech can be, there's only so much reach before it disconnects.
If it disconnects, they wouldn't easily be able to come back to him like Ramons would, although I would imagine there are tracking mechanisms in each limb just in case.
If he does have any magic, it would be very small. Probably only enough for him to eat, and some bodily functions.
I think his bones are partly encased in metal as well, keeping everything together and having him be hardier.
Idk if he would need to charge anything up, but Im still thinking more on it.
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umbrace-rambles · 4 months
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I rly wanted to do a little study of the boys and explore how I wanted to translate them to my style
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sketchnskribbles · 6 months
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Imagine: Luffy finds himself back in time and inadvertently becomes the official babysitter of his mentor and his arch rival that strange screaming clown guy
A continuation
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queer-bootyyy · 6 months
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Greetings Captain Laserhawk fandom how the fuck do u draw Dolph Laserhawk I am suffering
Also pspspsps laserfrog nation I have some crumbs
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captainschaos · 3 months
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doodled techno for the first time in ages <3
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moonstruckcomets · 6 months
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What a cool froggy
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rodolfoparras · 7 months
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Price inviting the team and young recruit over for dinner that his wife made and still teases the recruit (loving that he could get caught by his wife or the team)
I could talk about price all day 😩
I DONT CONDONE CHEATING BUT HEAR ME OUT YALL
Price who’s always wanted to be fucked, always wanted to know what it would feel like to take a cock, what it would be like to sleep with a man and one night he gets caught watching porn, specifically gay porn and has to tell all about his little fantasies to his wife
Surprisingly enough she’d been so understanding, so sweet, had tried to satisfy his craving by using strap ons on him, even buying him dildos of all sizes for him.
However it has never been enough, never felt the same, never came close to how he’d fantasied that the real thing would be.
So of course there’s nothing else he can do but have the young recruit fuck him and god is it everything he’s ever dreamt about, spent hours upon hours taking your cock, riding you, even spending hours keeping your cock in his mouth while his own recovers so he can go for another round
He almost forgets about the fact that he’s married, that he has a sweet wife who’s bound to come home at some point and find the two of you naked in their shared bed, with price down on all four ass in the air chest flush against the mattress taking cock like she’s never seen him do before
You’re quick to escape the situation and Price will go chase his wife in an attempt to explain himself, trying to convince her that he’d been seduced by the younger man
She’ll believe him eventually, he’ll he’d even fuck her just to ease her worries.
However days later he’s back in your bed, with you fucking him into the matters and telling him how much of a whore he is for cheating on his wife like this, for being this cock hungry that he keeps coming back to you, shaming and berating him until it results into him cumming all yours and his abdomen.
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rroketa · 8 months
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scribbledghost · 4 months
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I desperately wish I could remember where I saw it, but there was a post I came across when I was just getting into the CoD fandom about how, out of the entire 141, Price is the one who's scariest if his S/O is taken by a hostile. And now I'm thinking about it.
He's quiet. A silent, seething rage flowing just beneath the surface that anyone can sense as soon as they see him. He's the type to have someone tell him "no, you can't just carry out a vigilante mission by yourself, you've gotta let us investigate", and simply go "nah fuck that" and walk away. He does not give a shit about the consequences, as long as he gets you back safe and sound. The rest of the team can join him, or they can stay put. He doesn't care.
While he's looking for you? He doesn't fuck around. There is no torture for information. He asks once, fires a warning shot (likely into their leg), then asks again. If they still refuse, he just kills them on the spot and moves on. No yelling, no threats, nothing. Price doesn't play with his food.
And when he does find you? There's no mercy. He doesn't care how much they beg for it, because in his own words, it "won't do them any good".
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echo-coyote · 2 months
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Everything that you're wondering
Couldn't keep you from squandering
And you wish it all went away
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