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callsign-bunnie · 1 year

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Ghost stalker with the soap

Alright, you left this fairly open ended and it's Horror Night so I'm gonna go about this my way. This is a Yellow

It started subtle. Soap started to notice things going missing in his dorm.

A tee shirt he didn't particularly care about, but wore enough to notice it was gone, was the first thing he noticed. He'd gone to pull it on for class and realized he couldn't find it, anywhere. But, he'd just passed it off as probably having left it at the laundromat.

Then, it was a chain bracelet. This one was actually kind of dear to his heart, since it was one of the few things he'd received from his parents' estate. So it was pretty upsetting when it went missing.

From there, it was more stuff.

Then notes started. Soap got home from a date and he found a sticky note on his bathroom mirror. He doesn't deserve you. It'd made Soap's blood run cold.

Soap had glanced around and locked his windows. He'd barely slept. The next day, when he'd gotten back from classes, he'd found another note. This time it was You don't need to be frightened. Soap wasn't frightened.

Okay, maybe he was. But... he had fair reason, damn it! Someone was breaking into his fucking dorm and leaving creepy ass notes. Yeah, he was going to be at least a little fucking unnerved.

He had just shredded the note and locked his windows again. He was tempted to get a gun. He knew how to use them, so that wouldn't be a problem, though his campus didn't allow them.

Soap decided against it. It was probably some asshole trying to be funny. In a really shitty way.

Then he found the camera. He'd been searching through his stuff and he found a weird little pile of things on his dresser that he didn't remember making.

In it had been a little circle thing, which was black and plastic. Honestly, it was a testament to Soap's ADHD that he hadn't noticed it, earlier, because the wire was almost obvious.

Soap wasn't sure how he'd felt about it. He'd stomped on it a few times to smash it and then ripped it out of the wall. He was starting to lose his mind. He knew he should tell someone but he just... didn't think it would do anything.

I'm sorry. The camera was too much. Soap frowned when he saw the note.

Another was on his dresser, next to a tiny stuffed bear. Forgive me?

Soap wasn't even sure how he was supposed to answer that. No. He didn't. He took the bear and the notes and threw them away in the dumpster outside.

Luckily, no more notes came until the morning after a particularly shitty date. I told you he didn't deserve you. Soap sighed. He couldn't even feel unnerved at this one.

Before he went to class, he left his own note. Couldn't you have just like left your number or something? Or ask for mine like a normal person?

Soap wasn't even surprised at the text he'd received in the middle of class. I was nervous that would be too forward.

Soap immediately set the name as "stalker" and sighed. Oh well, he hated this class, anyway. And breaking into my dorm and leaving creepy fucking notes, wasn't?

I didn't know how else to talk to you.

You put a camera in my dorm. That's creepy as fuck.

Forgive me, please. I just wanted to be able to see you.

Soap frowned at how sad that almost was. No, no, no. No sympathy for the creepy ass stalker dude. What pronouns should I think you as?

I'm a man.

Soap shrugged. Building a face to the weirdo, now. Are you a tall man?

Taller than most.

Soap flushed a little. He liked tall men. What about your eye color?

Why do you want to know?

I just want a face to the dude who's stalking me.

There wasn't a text back for a while and Soap sighed, slumping a little. He'd asked too many questions too quickly.

However, he perked up near the end of class, hearing his phone buzz.

Blue.

Soap tried to think about it. Tall with blue eyes... What color hair?

Blond.

Soap was starting to build the image of him in his head. He kind of liked what he had made, to be honest. His stalker sounded like his type. You got a name?

You can call me Ghost, if you want.

Soap frowned. Ghost? Ghost? The fuck kind of name is that?

It's not my real one, obviously. I don't want you calling the police on me.

Soap sighed. So Ghost was rather smart. Well, he did manage to keep breaking in and he'd put a camera in his dorm. He had to be some kind of smart for that.

He didn't answer Ghost, just went back to his dorm.

And Ghost didn't text him again for a few days. Soap was honestly sure he'd forgotten about him.

If you met me, you wouldn't like me.

I haven't met you and I don't like you. You keep breaking into my dorm. Soap shook his head at the text, laying in bed.

I said I was sorry.

You're an odd person. Soap responded, snorting. How would an apology make up for that?

Don't be mad at me. I just wanted to be close to you.

You could ask me out like a normal person. Soap sighed. Even if he was a fucking creep, Ghost seemed kind of sad.

You're too good for me.

Then why are you stalking me? Soap frowned a little, confused.

I don't know.

Soap rolled his eyes and tossed his phone across the room. He needed to go to bed.

Again, Ghost didn't contact him again. Soap had decided to give the guy he was trying to date another chance. It'd been kind of nice, honestly.

He'd even walked him up to his dorm and everything.

However, Soap had walked into his dorm to another tiny stuffed animal on his dresser and a single black rose with a skull bead on a ribbon around it.

He's no good for you.

Soap frowned. And he found himself starting to believe it.

I will do a part 2, just this is getting kind of long. Just send me the ask if you want it.

#bunnie's horror night #yellow #Johnny Soap Mactavish #Simon Ghost Riley #Soap Cod #Ghost COD #Soapghost #Ghostsoap #Soap x Ghost #Ghost x Soap #Macriley #Call of Duty #Call Of Duty Modern Warfare 2

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sanini-panini · 1 year

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last night i mentioned i was doing this oc ask game and some friends off tumblr threw questions at me but i thought i’d cross post here for funsies (part 4). this one is... also long because it involves all nineteen characters.

🙊 SPEAK-NO-EVIL - what is something your oc will refuse to stay quiet about?

ENNEAD

jinal - injustice. if she sees something wrong, she's going to step in and fix it. after what happened with skye, she's done being a passive observer.

haku - ask them why they haven't used their powers of infinite regeneration to fix their vision yet and you will earn yourself a free lecture on the necessity of imperfection.

minerva - i talked about this here already! the tldr is that she will always advocate for her loved ones and their well-being.

ven - they are very vocal about their hyperfixations, which tend to be related to music, TV, or movies. it's the ADHD.

kai - if he sees someone making what he considers a mistake, he will intervene. often this intervention takes the form of gentle advice or a cryptic discussion that prompts self-reflection, but sometimes he is more direct.

mateen - he's not the Advice Friend like kai is, but given his past, he is unable to stay quiet when he sees someone acting recklessly and doing something they'll regret later. it just reminds him too much of himself.

ridwan - injustice. they refuse to stay silent in the face of the same kind of fear-based persecution that almost got them publicly executed. they are a staunch activist for civil rights and if you mention the word capitalism while they are in the room you will hear about unionization.

silpa - ask them about any of the unsolved problems in mathematics and you will earn yourself a free lecture, most of which will probably go right over your head.

felix - kpop. i said what i said.

NEW GUARD

ilia - this is difficult because ilia is a fairly quiet person actually... but i think she could talk for hours about historical fiction and period dramas

morgan - if you accuse her of being wrong (even on the smallest thing), she will give you a ten page reply with footnotes. this is how peter and juli got her to deliver a passionate diatribe about the color chartreuse.

peter - i was stuck on this one until i remembered his reaction to morgan throwing away dirty dishes and like. yeah. that's it. if peter sees someone being wasteful, he will not stay quiet.

juli - kpop. felix is about to get an hour-long powerpoint presentation on all the kpop moments he missed during his fifty years in prison.

lian - high school musical. next question.

joshua - if he feels like he or his loved ones are being wronged, you will hear about it, and he will tell you exactly what he thinks of you.

rae - injustice. this applies to the big obvious things (the classist structure of modern society under corporate capitalism and the inherent corruption of the justice system under the Soul Stealers), and it also plays into his philosophy on parking tickets, a la henry david thoreau.

karyme - so her public passion is media preservation, and she's a big name in the archival scene online. that said. if you know her well enough you will unlock the rant on all the ways the internet is absolute shit when it comes to media analysis. this includes a visceral denouncement of modern retellings, a lament on how found family has morphed into a mirror of nuclear family structures, and a list of all of the tags you should probably blacklist if you want to avoid absolutely braindead takes.

auster - this is difficult because auster is like. the master of Not Speaking. but i think one thing that gets him to speak up without fail is self-deprecation from people he cares about. he knows they're wrong, and he'll tell them why in the most earnestly beautiful speech you've ever heard, and then he'll turn bright red as he realizes exactly what he just said.

and as a bonus...

joel - his math homework. it's torture, don't you see? absolutely horrid. none of it makes sense. why do people do this for fun.

#sajani talks #ask games #oc tag #i'm not tagging all nineteen of them bc that would be ridiculous

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rasalies9safe9space9 · 1 year

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Times I got in trouble for having undiagnosed autism TW brutally honest

I don't control my eyebrow movement unless I focus on it hard. I often have them drawn up, scrunched up, or just up. They're not often relaxed unless I'm focusing. Sometimes I seemed therefore angry or stressed or sad or defiant or whatever was being projected onto me. When my step m would scold me and I had my brows Scrunched, she would either begin yelling or telling me to stop trying to make her feel bad.

In daycare when the teacher tried turning off the tv (therefore ending my hyperfocus hangout with Olivia the pig) I had such a meltdown that I threw every book I could at the teacher - and when I ran out of books, I threw my shoes. I was kicked out of daycare and my Tia had to watch me.

TW**** not realizing the intentions is s*xual predators until it's too late. Ending up in multiple dangerous situations due to "nativity"

Getting into arguments with my partner and going nonverbal, or going into a meltdown where if they try to help me at all I'll only be filled with more shame and anguish. Leaving them with feelings I know they didn't get to feel while they help me regulate my own

My partner wanting so badly to show me off to their friends and have me be a part of their friend group, but masking so hard I go nonverbal and my face makes me appear mean maybe? They always end up assuming I'm stuck up or I think im too good to talk to them. In reality, my throat is frozen and it burns to talk. Forcing myself to go to parties because my partner felt like I wasn't trying hard enough. Forcing myself to drink so I could feel comfortable, not understanding why I couldn't be my "real self" around other people. The alcohol taking off my mask and putting me in multiple embarrassing situations as people around me reject my "weirdness."

Teachers. Teachers could have its whole own category. Firstly I do not know you, I've never met you before now, if your rules don't make sense then I will not understand them much less follow them?? Furthermore, teachers deeply need more education on handling child /autistic /adhd meltdowns. I once in kindergarten had a teacher instruct all her students to point and laugh at me in an attempt to make me stop my meltdown. In the end I crawled under her chair and cried in a fetal position until they stopped.

When constantly masking put me in burnout senior year of high school, I stopped going to class for two months and instead sat at the park or sat in the bathroom stalls. I just sat there. ACS was eventually called, and I graduated late. I went into burnout almost every end of a school year and as a result did not have a single summer without summer school in high school. Later my stepm spread the rumor that I was doing drugs because of this. Most of my family believed her.

The psych ward, misdiagnosis and using incorrect meds

Finding out as an adult and having the ground under me crumble as I realize none of these instances where ever actually my fault.

#actually autistic #autistic feels #autistic community #autistic adult #late diagnosis #late diagnosed autistic #childhood autism #neurodivergent

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greekgeek21 · 2 years

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Percy Jackson & the Avengers: Convergence - lmao gotcha

Don't hate me.

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Seven ADHD teens trying to pack is sure a sight to see. Percy hadn't even realized how many of his and Annabeth's things had been spread around their room until they were collecting it all. Majority of it was weapons and armor because, obviously, those are the most important things to bring on quests with them. Other than that, clothes were tossed in random places, and Annabeth's plans were strewn about the desk. With their recent adventures, the time actually spent in this room for more than a couple hours at a time was slim.

"Almost ready?" Piper interrupted Percy's thoughts as she knocked on their door frame.

"Yeah, almost. I just need to figure out how to pack our armor..." Annabeth answered, glaring down at the messy suitcase in front of her.

Piper laughed, "Oh, yeah! Tony made us special cases for them. I'll go get yours."

Annabeth seemed ready to explode, so Percy stepped in before Piper became a victim of the daughter of Athena's rage. "Thanks, Pipes. We'll bring it all out to the living room."

Sensing her friend's mood, the daughter of Aphrodite rushed out of the room, waving a hand over her shoulder.

Chuckling, Percy walked up behind his girlfriend and lightly kissed her shoulder, wrapping his arms around her and letting her sag against him.

"Chill out, 'beth. We're almost done," he whispered.

She sighed, "How do you always know when I'm stressed?"

"You're not exactly subtle, but I've known you since we were twelve, when I was usually the target of your frustration. So you can trust me to know you best," he answered.

Turning in his arms, Annabeth wrapped her arms around his midsection, straining to give him a kiss. Just when it was about to deepen a bit, a blaring alarm sounded from all around them.

"GOD DAMMIT TONY! WE'RE NOT DOING ANYTHING WRONG!" Percy yelled up at the ceiling, assuming that the billionaire had somehow programmed JARVIS to do this.

"I apologize sir, but that alarm was not for you. It appears that there is a group of cheerleaders attacking the Avengers in the main living areas," the British A.I. responded.

Percy dropped his forehead against Annabeth's, "Why can't we just have one normal day?"

She laughed, "We both know that's wishful thinking."

"Yeah, yeah," he muttered, dragging his feet out the door, his girlfriend on his heels.

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Percy should've known the moment he heard 'cheerleader.' He just KNEW that it had been too long since he'd had a run-in with this particular monster. The Fates had been too nice letting him off this easy for so long.

So when he and Annabeth ran into the living room to find the Avengers and their fellow demigods fighting Kelli and a group of her friends, he was not surprised. However, he was pissed. They were SO CLOSE to getting back to camp, where they could train and relax without worrying about annoying empousa.

"Please tell me your not stupid enough to try this again," he growled out, flicking the cap off his pen and walking casually towards his opponent.

Kelli must have ordered the other monsters to not fight him because the others just kept his team busy while he had a free walk straight to her. He never realized how long monsters could hold grudges, but he should've known after taking a walk down Ancient Greek history road.

"Perseus Jackson...we meet again," she growled, her fangs flashing out.

"Hey, Kelli. How's Tartarus? Did you give him my love?" he said, smirking.

With a growl, the monster threw herself at him, nearly slicing his face open with her claws.

Backing up a few steps, Percy chuckled, "Woah there, Kelli. I thought we could be civil. For old times sake!"

He knew he was provoking her, but when had anyone known him to deescalate a situation? His name means destroyer. His mom was asking for it.

"I'll kill you this time! Then I'll eat you and move onto your mother. She still lives in that old apartment, right?" Kelli spoke, stalking towards him.

Percy's eyes darkened, "You should not have brought my mother into this. I was going to make this painless, you know. But now...I think I'll draw this out a bit."

With a move quicker than any mortal could see, the son of the sea pushed his hand forwards, guiding the water from the pipes to explode out of the walls and surround Kelli in a swirling tornado of water.

He might have been scared of how this barely bothered him, but he had accepted that his powers were evolving. He had to grow with them.

Stalking forward and maintaining his show of power, Percy drove Riptide clearly through Kelli's abdomen with a snarl. That monster was one of the main reasons he couldn't enjoy a simple day out with his girlfriend.

Kelli let out an ear splitting shriek as she dissolved into gold dust, and made her way back to Tartarus.

"Bye, Felicia," Leo joked.

"That was awesome, Perce!" Jason exclaimed, clapping his cousin on the back as he put away his sword.

"THAT was nothing. That she-devil has been haunting me since middle school. I still find it shocking she thinks she can take me," Percy responded, capping Riptide.

As the rest of the Avengers started putting away their weapons, Tony sighed, "See, you kids say things like that, and it makes me wonder how you're still alive."

"Same, dude," Frank laughed.

Glancing at the clock, Annabeth jumped, "Chiron's expecting us at camp in twenty minutes! Let's go, people!"

Percy had been the leader in battle, but Annabeth was the leader anywhere else, and when she spoke, they listened.

"Got it, boss," Leo saluted on his way out.

Everyone else quickly dispersed, rushing to gather their bags in the living room as originally planned. As expected, each person had one duffel filled with mainly clinking metal: A demigod's survival pack.

There was an unexpected awkward silence as both groups prepared to say their goodbyes. The past couple of weeks had been so full of action, and now nobody knew how to leave it all behind.

Of course, as expected, Tony Stark could always be expected to break the tension with an inappropriate comment. "JARVIS isn't going to find anything gross in your rooms, is he? He's already traumatized enough working for me as it is."

Rolling her eyes, Piper answered, "No, dickhead," and with a smile, weaved a bit of her powers into her words, "Now slap yourself."

A resounding CRACK was heard throughout the room as Iron Man slapped himself (hard) across the face.

"OW!" he yelped.

Percy wanted to scold her at least a little bit, but the situation was just too funny. He may be Greek, but that was karma if he's ever seen it. He would've laughed too, if he didn't feel a sharp pain in his torso at that exact moment. Glancing down, he saw a sword going straight through his stomach, blood pouring out in waves.

He coughed into his hand, noticing blood coming out of his mouth. As he looked up at his friends, he saw identical looks of shock on their faces, and if he wasn't bleeding out, he would've laughed at the sight. Unfortunately, he WAS bleeding out, and whoever had stabbed him had just pulled the sword back out, which hurt like Hades.

Distantly, he heard Annabeth gasp, but he was already falling forward with rapidly less consciousness. He could still feel the blood leaving his body, but he didn't have the energy to try to push it back in. Of course his new power upgrade would come to bite him in the ass in this way. It was only right.

As he fell into the darkness, he could hear fighting happening, but it was so far off, and it seemed even further away now. And he was so tired. Every breath felt infinitely worse than breathing in Tartarus. It felt like his lungs were being ripped apart.

His last thought before finally succumbing was this: Why doesn't it hurt anymore?

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I repeat, don't hate me!

Thanks to my wonderful beta reader, not_that_editor on ao3! (yes, I'm sure he had fun making this username)

other chapters :)

#pjo #heroes of olympus #ao3 #fanfic #percabeth #avengers #mcu #crossover #character death #the seven #percy jackson

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