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noodyl-blasstal · 2 years

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4 with the reaper squad?

Baby's first request, thank you so much!

“Hey, I love you. You know I love you? But if you bring another lean cuisine to work I am going to start cooking for you and just charging you a flat fee and you do not get to refuse”

Prompt from @juicywritinghoard Prompts for Fun and Profit which can be found by clicking here.

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Kravitz glanced around furtively as he sidled down the corridor - elbow glued to his side, but not quite hiding a strange bulge in the usually impeccable line of his suit. Thankfully, the coast was clear, but he wished the break room was closer. Parading past every office wasn’t particularly in fitting with his current stealth mission. It wasn’t that he didn’t enjoy seeing his colleagues, he did. Lup and Barry were great, it was fun to work with them, it had been great to get to know such important people in Taako’s life, but… But. He really just needed to be allowed to eat his lunch in peace.

Turning the final corner, Kravitz gave a last look around the hall, and, coast clear, slipped through the door to the break room - relieved to see it empty. He closed the door and took a second to breathe a sigh of relief. Success! Kravitz grinned as he made his way towards the microwave, reaching into his blazer to release the load from his elbow as he went.

“Whatcha got there, Kraveroni?” Lup’s voice came from his right, light and dangerous. Kravitz jumped. The room was empty, he had checked, no one was in here! He looked around desperately, and swore internally as he saw her kick open the large under sink cupboard and crawl out more elegantly (and menacingly) than should have been physically possible.

“Lup? What are you doing under the sink?” Kravitz decided deflection was the best option as he tucked the box back under his elbow and pretended to be retrieving his pocket square instead. He wafted it ineffectually across his brow and then deviated slightly towards the sink.

“It’s just so warm you know, I was here to get some water.”

Lup was doing the face which meant she absolutely wasn’t buying it, but he wasn’t going to give her anything else. Kravitz didn’t realise his error until he got to the sink and grabbed a mug with his free hand.

“Need a hand with the tap there, friend?” Lup was positively beaming.

“No no, I’m fine.” Kravitz was, in fact, not fine. He couldn’t move his arm without dislodging the box in his jacket and Lup absolutely couldn’t see that. After far too long he set the mug down, triumphantly turned the tap on, grabbed the mug again to fill it, and put it back down to turn the tap off. Completely normal and usual behaviour. Who would use two hands when they only needed one? It was inefficient!

Lup raised an eyebrow and gave him a half pitying look.

“As you’re absolutely fine and having a normal one, will you just help me get my tupperware? Someone put it in the top cupboard and I just can’t reach it.” She waved her arms feebly, nowhere near their full extension in the direction of the tall cupboard beside the sink.

“See, I’m just too short. But you, Krav, you’re soooooo tall!” Lup couldn’t keep the grin off her face.

Kravitz calculated his options. He could pretend to get a call on his stone? If he hadn’t left it on his desk… he could pretend anyway? She’d probably notice that. Sprinting as fast as he could back to his office and sitting against the door until she left him alone seemed like a good plan until he remembered the office sports day incident. He probably just had to try and open the sodding cupboard… Kravitz reached up with his free hand and pulled the cupboard door.

“There you go, Lup. Anyway, I’ve got my water so off I go!” Worth a try.

“Hang on Kravino, I need my tupperware and it’s right at the back. Oh please, won’t you help?” Lup was barely containing a gleeful giggle at this point and Kravitz felt the heat rising in his face. He could do this, he could absolutely wrestle the stupid tupperware out of the cupboard without dropping his box, and then head straight back to the safety of his office. This was it, he was buying his own microwave. He steeled himself and reached up to feel around the cupboard with his free arm.

As he did, Lup yelled:

“NOW BAROLD!” and a loud thud sounded behind him.

“Fuck!” Barry swore. Followed by another thump and scrabbling noise.

“Ah, shit, sorry Lup!” Kravitz spun round and saw Barry struggling up from the floor by the table.

“I’d been crouching too long, old knees.” Barry pushed himself to his feet, grinning happily.

Kravitz realised his mistake too late, he’d turned away from Lup, and that was all the opportunity she needed. He felt his elbow levered away from his side, and the box fell to the floor.

“No worries, babe. I’ve got this.” Lup replied. She swiftly kicked the box to Barry, away from Kravitz’s hands as he bent to pick it up and run.

“Garlic parmesan alfredo with garlic” Barry read, holding the Lean Cuisine up.

Lup shook her head and looked grave.

“I’m not angry, Krav, I’m just disappointed.”

“It has vegetables!” Kravitz felt defensive now. He’d noted Lup’s comments about his diet and he’d made sure to get meals with at least some greenery.

“It has vegetable, Kravitz, and much salt, yet none flavour.” Lup was shaking her head gently as she spoke. Kravitz felt like a small child.

“It has garlic! Garlic is flavour.” He wasn't going down without a fight, he was trying to be better at food. He’d heard the lecture enough.

Lup didn’t even dignify that with a response, grabbing the packet out of Barry’s hand as he approached, and holding it away from herself in disgust.

“This is going straight in the bin. You know the deal.”

Kravitz absolutely knew the deal.

“What deal?” He said.

“Barry?” Lup had clearly prepared for this eventuality. Kravitz looked to Barry with pleading eyes.

“It’s for your own good, bud.” He replied, pulling out a work issue recording device.

The sense of betrayal was sharp - not only was Barry going to work against him, he was going to do it with resources Kravitz provided????

“Kraveroo, we love you. You know we love you? But if you bring another Lean Cuisine to work I am going to start cooking for you and just charging you a flat fee and you do not get to refuse.” Lup’s voice was tinny but unmistakable coming out of the tiny speakers.

“Okay, if you see me at work with another Lean Cuisine then you can do that. No problem.” Kravitz hated past him. Week ago Kravitz thought he was so smart, he had every faith in his sneaking abilities, he didn’t think to buy a microwave in advance and actually plan.

“Here.” Lup said, holding a tiffin box out to him.

“I’ll definitely absolutely bill you at the end of the month.” She winked, and then turned to throw the Lean Cuisine at the bin. It landed perfectly, sending the lid spinning before it settled.

“I just didn’t want to make Taako cook for me all the time, he’s so busy with all his press stuff and school. These are fine, they’re fine.” Kravitz said quietly. It had been a long time since he’d had people in his life like this. Before Taako came along he’d been pretty much married to work - and was apparently doing the job of three people to boot. Things had changed a lot in the last year.

“My guy, I’m cooking anyway, it’s not a problem to make an extra portion. I’ll actually bill you if that helps you say yes?” Lup sounded exasperated.

“Look, Taako’s going to be furious if you die early because you’ve eaten too many shitty microwave meals. Can you imagine him in mourning? He’ll be a nightmare. Don’t do this to us Krav.”

“Just accept the help, bud.” Barry added, earnestly. Kravitz appreciated it. Barry could relate, he’d been similarly job focused and isolated before the twins came into his life too. Maybe it would be nice not to have food which was somehow both too cold and also burned him? Flavour did sound like an enticing prospect… the food the twins cooked was always impeccable.

“Fine.” Kravitz replied, more firmly than he intended. He saw Lup’s face fall and Barry’s eyes narrow. Before Barry could tell him off, Kravitz scrambled to explain.

“Wait, I mean, thank you. Thank you Lup. I don’t even know how to express it, but this means a lot and I appreciate it. I appreciate both of you. Thank you.”

Barry’s frown relaxed and Lup beamed.

“No problem. I’ll add a feedback form to the invoice so you can tell me how great everything was.” She bumped his hip with hers and waved over her shoulder as she left.

“Enjoy!”

Barry lingered a moment longer.

“It’s because she cares, you know? Food’s an easy way to show it”

“I know.” Kravtiz replied, and his smile was more wistful than he meant it to be.

“Do you get used to it?”

“The support?” Barry asked, and Kravitz nodded quickly.

“Yeah” Barry looked thoughtful.

“I forget it’s strange at first. Just enjoy it. Remember - you could have been eating nice food for a week, and instead you’ve had at least three boxes of the world’s saddest ravioli.”

Kravitz looked at the floor for a long moment.

“You’re right.” He nodded at Barry to thank him, then realised that his comment was oddly specific.

“Wait, how do you know that?”

Barry grinned and walked towards the door.

“Just let it happen, Krav.”

“Barry? How do you know?” Kravitz asked, more desperate than he intended. Barry turned before he left and winked at him.

Kravitz sighed. Being part of the Tacco-Blupjeans clan was certainly an experience. He flopped into a seat and cracked open the tiffin - dal, garlic spinach, pickle, a crisp samosa, and fluffy coconut rice. Barry was right, he should have caved sooner.

#Reaper Squad #Kravitz #Lup #Barry Bluejeans #TAZ Fic #TAZ Balance #ficlet #Sometimes it's really hard to let people do nice things for you but Krav's trying #noodyl writes

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likeastarmuses · 1 year

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Nancy Inez Martin

Age: 34 (February 7)

Sexual orientation: Bisexual

Pronouns: She/her

Residence: Chicago, Illinois

Hometown: Cincinnati, Ohio

Primary occupation: High school nurse

Secondary occupation: Former combat medic

Personality traits: Generous, knowledgeable, pessimistic, mousy

FC: Deborah Ann Woll (redhead)

Bio coming soon.

In Space No One Can Hear You Scream: Would love to place Nancy in Dead Space, Alien, or The Thing-like situations where she's part of an old crew or must rescue a new crew. Space survival horror.

It's Copying Your Voice: AU based on Annihilation where Nancy is part of a crew that must enter an alien environment on Earth that is hyper-evolving everything inside it, creating monsters and dangerous spores.

#all muses #f muses #nancy martin #reaper squad

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cryptidmaxx · 8 months

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Old Overwatch draw the squad meme.

Grumpy old farts XD

#overwatch #reaper #ana amari #soldier 76 #jack morrison #gabriel reyes #my art #draw the squad

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spotaus · 25 days

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Did some redesign mock-ups for Ec-4o.verse Cross, Fresh, and Error!

These guys didn't really *need* redesigns but I was having a ball with Trech (Ec-4o!Fresh) and gave him Arcade Carpet designs and decided I needed to redesign some others too! (Check below the cut for Old Designs, Lore, and a Stupid Screenshot from my pal @/Neonsix67)

So OLD DESIGNS:

(We're gonna act like I drew Trech more than twice-)

So, old art, yucky, whatever. We know the drill lmao- but because Ec-4o.verse is such an ongoing project these guys have been through a bunch of redesigns. Regrettably, me from 2 years ago was unaware of Layering and Shape Language, so they look kinda gross.

Cross' design has consistently been my favorite I think, just because he was a later addition and so had a bunch of my newer ideas integrated. They all have their flaws tho (Cross was too lean and got thrown between Baby and Grown Guy too often in my art. Error uhhh... yeesh. When I say I couldn't draw him, I meant it. I never knew what to do with his wires and I kept putting him in armor? Fresh just wasn't fleshed out enough. He was that SparkleDog of my verse.)

Also: I wanted Fresh to be top-heavy, like, big baggy round clothes on his upper half then lil guy legs. Cross I wanted to be more flat and strict, hense his clothes being all Tube-shaped. Then Error needed Triangle vibes. His old design was too Rectangle for me. The exposed limbs are mostly just for me because I love a-symmetry and also I don't keep a consistent clothing style, so I like to keep a visually interesting element (like a limb) exposed for clarity's sake when I draw them in new poses later.

LORE:

Cross: A robot (Ecto) who was initially a Guard-Model ecto. He was one of the last to be turned over when the government was rallying citizens to donate their bots to fight in the war. He was remodeled and supplied with a special task by his Programmer: Protect THE FILES at all costs. He's rather small for a guard-bot, but makes up for it with his agility and sheer stubbornness. Blue finds him heavily damaged and on low battery in an old lab, guarding a room that was sealed tight. His Old design utilized Shields (scarf detached to become them) but his new design is much more focused on quick bursts of offense. If he gets you first, then you're no longer a threat.

Error: an Ecto who was one of the first bots handed over. He was a former data storage bot that worked at a small library. As one of the first data-bots to come in, he was immediately modified and put to work alongside other Ectos to compile all of the nation's history into their data banks. Error was particularly receptive to overloads of data, so he continued to be modified and made into the prime data-bank. When the war started, he was eventually hidden away and sealed in an air-tight room. Eventually Cross was sent to guard the door. They were eachother's only company for... years? Error isn't fond of touch or tampering with hid systems, as everything he knows is barely abd haphazardly stored on unsafe files. Each Crash he endures takes more and more of his own personal data away, and he refuses to lose any more.

Fresh (Trech): A Parasite that was created by Sci to repair living beings in the same way that an Ecto can auto-repair itself. Fresh is actually a liquid that, when placed in contact with a wounded/dying person, it can invade their systems and stop all forms of bleeding/dusting. Fresh wasn't supposed to be sentient, and was meant to be scrapped, but he ended up being vital in stopping the war. In turn, Sci granted him freedom. Fresh can inhabit humans, monsters, and Ectos, but prefers skeleton monsters. He often defies the logic of his world, but what Fresh doesn't? Blue meets him far into the story after he's unraveled a lot of mysteries. Fresh just drops by after hearing rumors of Blue's repair work, and is met by less-than-warm reception from Error and Geno.

Other:

I was trying to save the image and my phone was bugging out, so I sent it to Neon. Safe to say she has peak comedic timing 😌💖 (For the record, we are both adults, and also my parents are aware I draw utmv stuff, so she had to make the threat actually a threat lmao---) I also love Chilchuck talking with the Operator. We are the dynamic duo frfr.

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kaltacore · 11 months

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i wish me3 had loyalty missions it would be so sooo good. assisting some shadow broker agents with liara. joining kaidan/ashley on one of their first spectre assignments to reassure them. helping garrus to evacuate his family from palaven. sticking around with tali on rannoch to make sure quarians and the geth are doing fine. handing a serious job to james and guiding him through it as a part of his n7 training. going on a task with edi to help her adjust to working with other people as a person and not as a vi. visiting javik's squad's resting place with him. doing little favors for your friends in the middle of a war because life itself hasn't ended yet and you want to make it a little easier for them while you have some time left

#'but there's no time for that the reapers are coming' there was enough time for a whole ass party #i guess shepard can spare a day to go do some good with their friends #also i really miss loyalty missions from me2 and it is a shame some guys from me3 squad didn't get anything like it #encounters on the citadel were fine but that's not It. i want a whole quest #mass effect

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prompts-by-anjali · 8 months

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“You can’t keep sneaking into my house like this, A.”

“Why, because you’re scared of what the village will say about us? Me and you, a terrible monster and a innocent little lamb of a human?”

“No one says that. They like you, even when you dress in those awful dark robes and carry around that scythe —”

“It’s part of the job description — ”

“And besides, I was talking about the chimney.”

“What about the chimney?”

“You keep coming through it! I have a door!”

#when he's a 10 but also the grim reaper #idk where this came from #but.. the vibes are there #writing prompts #dialogue prompt #character dialogue #writing resources #writing #creative writing #dialogue #dialogue ideas #dialogue prompts #imagine your otp #imagine your squad

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dogthemaverick · 2 years

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White man Paul tasting an ounce of flavour: It's BURNING

#gbbo #gbbo 2022 #paul hollywood hate squad #someone say fuck it and do carolina reaper buttercream

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anime093se · 6 days

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oneweekwitch · 2 months

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I’m horrible at drawing mecha but I really wanted to draw an interaction between these two.

#koaposting #my art #rusty ac6 #j reaper squad #armored core

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crimescrimson · 2 months

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Tartarus in Persona 3 Reload (2024)

#Crimson's Gifs: Persona #Persona #Persona 3 #Persona 3 Reload #P3R #P3 Reload #P3R Spoilers #Persona 3 Reload Spoilers #P3 Reload Spoilers #Tartarus #Tartarus (Persona)#S.E.E.S.#Special Extracurricular Execution Squad #The Reaper (Persona)

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samarecharm · 2 months

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Debating if i infact WANT to play on merciless or not…i assume youd want to do a normal/hard run for ur second run, but if im inheriting literally EVERYTHING, then id just be farming items (that i already have TOO much of) on my second run to do a hypothetical third run on merciless 🤔🤔🤔 its tough. I do generally like to play on the hardest difficulty available (i had lowered it to normal bc i had NO idea how to play the game in the beginning and it was frustrating me); if i can carry over my weapons AND equipment, and my high leveled personas, I may actually just bite the bullet and play on merciless. Ill make another save just in case…

#chattin #the fact im unable to switch it back if its too much spooks me #so im hesistant #but i do enjoy the tougher fights #the reaper fight was probably the most complex just from the insane amount of persona switching #very happy i kept mara on my team; saved me alot of grief #i think ill farm him a bit for exp and monies #boost up my main squad of personas with it; and start the ng+#oooouuuu…im so excited :’)

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likeastarmuses · 1 year

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Quinn 'Soap' Philip Shepard

Age: 43 (April 26)

Sexual orientation: Bisexual

Pronouns: He/him

Residence: Albuquerque, New Mexico

Hometown: Buffalo, New York

Primary occupation: Mercenary/soldier-for-hire

Secondary occupation: N/A

Personality traits: xx

FC: Pablo Schreiber

TW: Mentions of mental illness, child abuse, war, murder

Quinn grew up a wayward teenager. As a child, his parents went through a divorce and he was placed with his father due to his mother being admitted to a care center for severe mental illness. She had schizophrenia at a young age, and was the only thing keeping Quinn a warm, growing, loving person. Once they were separated, Quinn lived with his dad and his step family, where he was the oldest of two new siblings who had just been born. In this environment, Quinn's father was emotionally and physically toward him and showed a completely different personality to his step family. Regardless, Quinn still remained Quinn as best as he could during his teenage years; he got into trouble with the law a few times for petty thievery, trespassing. But he had fooled everyone around him that he was fine, portraying a "normal" teenager who was rowdy, fun, and had an optimistic outlook on life.

When Quinn turned 18, his father broke the news to him that he wasn't going to college due to all of his time spent in jail, but really, Quinn knew that his father prioritized his step siblings more. They had an enormous fight that ended in Quinn being kicked out of the house, but he preferred that over living with more years of torture. Besides, he knew deep down it was what his father had planned for him all along, now perfectly happy with his new family.

With nowhere else to turn to, Quinn enlisted in the military. There, he could take out his unresolved anger on others, and something in him shifted. He was no longer what everyone perceived of him, and instead revealed what he thought was his "true" self. Someone cold, blunt, and downright mean. There was a small group of soldiers who saw through this and decided to fight alongside him anyway, and they dubbed themselves the Reaper Squad. He was given the job of the scrubber: The last soldier through an area who made sure every target remained dead, however that meant. And because he was so apt at it, they dubbed him Soap.

And he has been going exclusively by Soap for more than two decades now, hardly anyone realizing his real name.

After he retired from the military, there wasn't much left for him when he came home. Wanting to stay as far away from his father as possible, he moved to New Mexico, living near one of his closest military friends. He earns a living by being a mercenary, completing jobs that earned him lots of cash for doing what he does best: killing. This is a secret of his, though, that none of the Reaper Squad knows. Otherwise, they wouldn't let him do it. But it's the only thing that gives him a sense of purpose.

Personality-wise, Soap has his walls completely up when you first meet him and is very slow to gain trust. He finds it's better this way; he doesn't need any more friends and he's the suffer-in-silence type. The Reaper Squad are the only ones who can get him to show some semblance of humanity. He'd do anything to protect them, and when he's around them, he reverts back to his fun-loving, rowdy, teenage self. But he's still a shell of that former self. What he doesn't realize is he often does selfless acts, and just hates when they're called out or put under a microscope. For instance, he took on the job of the scrubber because no one else wanted to, maybe out of fear. And Soap realized it was his way of protecting everyone else from any more trauma than they already had, so he carried that burden.

AUs [Horror]

In Space No One Can Hear You Scream: Would love to place Soap in Dead Space, Alien, or The Thing-like situations where he's part of an old crew or must rescue a new crew. Space survival horror.

It's Copying Your Voice: AU based on Annihilation where Soap is part of a crew that must enter an alien environment on Earth that is hyper-evolving everything inside it, creating monsters and dangerous spores.

#all muses #m muses #soap shepard #reaper squad

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