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moongumi · 2 months ago

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⁀➷ ∵ ❝betrayal stings like a b*tch⁰²❞

⟶ simon 'ghost' riley x oc/reader

simon has to let the little thing holding him back go, the betrayal makes it easy but that doesn't mean it hurts any less.

⟶ cw. third person, angsty, betrayal, shadow!oc, relations with graves

⟶ note. yessir our girl's callsign is leech xd she has a good story behind why she was called that but it is the same OC in all the drabbles i write xx

he didn't expect to open up to anyone, especially not in the field—on the job. the strange girl he had been getting close to stands against him right behind the fucking devil himself.

"what? did you think she was one of you?"

graves' words stung a lot harder than he expected it to. his eyes were burning with hatred watching her stand there next to him like a good little pet.

1-3, leech. shadow company, american flag stitched on her flag uniform. how was he fooled?

she didn't even catch his eyes, he can't see her face under her blood stained mark. the blood of alejandro's people after they took fuerza especiales hq and betrayed task force 141 and the los vaqueros.

she doesn't even make a move when alejandro is captured and detained. soap gets shot and ghost makes his escape. he even had the nerve to look over at her, if she was alright. she just stands by him, nodding to his orders without even a shift in her eyes.

fucking traitor.

in las almas ghost was separated him soap, only managing to communicate with him through coms.

"why are you still here?" her voice, it hits him like dagger to the heart.

ghost turns to her instantly pointing his gun at her with the laser sight pointed right at her. she had her hands up, walking through the darkness with a knife in hand—fresh blood dripping from it.

"bored of killing innocents already?"

she shakes her head, "if you call the shadows innocent."

he didn't quite believe her just yet.

"it's dangerous, ghost."

ghost scoffs, still pointing his weapon at her. "for you."

"i'm not the one being hunted." she saunters towards him, unafraid of the consequences, he won't shoot her, she knew that.

she sighs, close enough to him to smack her hand against the barrel of the gun away from her direction. he gets the opening to toss his gun aside and grab her, tossing her agains the wall with his forearm pressed against her throat.

her helmet is off, and her heavy plates too, ghost eyes them before she replies to his silent questions. "quieter this way."

"you're here to kill me?"

she rolls her eyes, those orbs the only things visible under her half-mask and beanie. "if i was, you'd be dead."

"you think too highly of yourself."

she laughs, "a girl's gotta' be optimistic."

her laugher dies down when he presses his arm against her harder, taking her breath. she winces slightly at the pressure. her eyes start to water but she doesn't show weakness.

ghost gets close to her, his mask pressing against the side of her face. "why'd you do it?"

"he's my...boss." she words out through her struggled breaths.

"that all?"

she had the audacity to scoff, "you know the answer."

he knew the strange little relationship graves had with her, he didn't like it. he doesn't pry for more. when a tear slips down her face he pulls away.

she coughs catching her breath. "if i didn't know any better, i'd think you were tryin' to kill me."

"i should."

"but you won't."

she knew him well. from the short time they had together, he couldn't do it.

"get outta here." he orders, he's no longer her superior yet he can she stiffens at the tone.

she sighs, rubbing her hand over her face. "that's it?"

"what else?"

"not gonna' beg me to go with you?"

ghost scoffs, hearing the quiet voice of soap through his radio. "no."

she's still a traitor, the rest won't accept it and deep down he knew if he had folded over the gentleness and soft tone of her voice—her charming personality then price might kill her himself. a traitor to the force, she was apart of the group that went after a hit on the captain's team, he isn't going to forgive that—not easily.

"shadow 1-3, this is graves what is your position?"

"ghost—"

"you should answer that."

she nods, knowing that it was pretty much over. it hurts him to turn away from her, from the thought of what it could've been but he had to, he had a job to do.

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st-el-la-luna · 1 year ago

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Thinking about being a civilian in Las Almas when shit goes down

You'd been invited to stay with a friend and, being in desperate need of a vacation, you'd agreed. It was fun, staying with them, meeting their family, learning about their hometown and childhood.

The fun ended pretty quick when these cunts dressed in black started killing everyone.

You and your friend had been out enjoying the night, eating, drinking, dancing. You were on your way back to their house when you heard it.

A gunshot.

Your friend tells you this isn't entirely abnormal. Tells you to ignore it and keep walking.

So you do.

But the gunshots are becoming more frequent. Louder too. They're getting closer.

A woman you vaguely recognize, one of your friends neighbours, rushes out of an alleyway, terrified and bloodied.

You can only understand so much about what's said before her head suddenly... Not there. Bits of skull and brain and blood spattered all over you as you watch her body drop.

You turn to your friend. "This is normal? Dude...."

You're friend tells you to shut the fuck up and that you need to run. As the sound of heavy footsteps and voices (American accents you register) get closer, accompanied by the sound of a gun being reloaded, you agree.

The two of you make a run for your friends house, passing all sorts of horrible sights. You're a block away when a gunshot rips through the night and your friend suddenly just... Stops.

You look back in disbelief. Their eyes wide with shock, lips parted, slack jawed... The new hole in the middle of their forehead. They try to say something to you, but all that escapes them is a choked groan. They throw you their keys, then collapse.

They're not dead yet. You can tell by their sounds and the rise and fall of their chest. A part of you wants to help them, grab them and drag them off to safety.

The other part of you recognizes the man dressed in all black (he looks suspiciously military but that doesn't make sense, killing civilians is a war crime... isn't it?), who's walking closer as he reloads his gun.

So you run.

Run and run until your legs are burning. Taking back roads and side streets, jumping fences, the adrenaline making it easy to ignore the way the barbed wire tears at your skin.

When you make it to your friends street, you find the door to their house is already open. Kicked down.

You find the dead inside.

A part of you wants to stop here, curl up and break down. The other knows that these people, these men in black, could come back at any moment. And so you do what you can to prepare yourself.

You empty your backpack of your belongings, filling it instead with anything you find around the house that might be useful.

A first aid kit buckled to the side. Rubbing alcohol and tequilla and whatever else flammable you can find poured into glass bottles, the lips stuffed with socks. Kitchen knives. Fire crackers and fire works. A couple flares. You manage to break open the safe and get a gun. An eight round revolver that you have no clue how to shoot but figure, hey, its better than nothing. At the very least, you could use it for intimidation.

You're heading to the garage where you're pretty sure you remember seeing a bow and full quiver of arrows (you were obsessed with the hunger games when you were younger, actually got pretty good with the weapon) when you freeze.

The man in black also freezes.

He's bloody and out of breath. Face smeared with dirt and oil. His mohawk disheveled. His blue eyes land on you laser focused. He's got a gun. A big one.

And he's looting the corpses. Your friends roommates, their bodies still warm as blood pools beneath them, some of their eyes still open, casting judgmental stares, lay there limp. And this fucker is acting like this is a D&D campaign.

You've got the revolver trained on him with shaking hands.

He points his gun (some sort of automatic things) at you. His hands are steady, practiced. His eyes sharp.

He opens his mouth to speak and takes a half step towards you.

You pull the trigger.

Nothing happens.

"Aye," the man speaks in a thick Scottish brogue. He sounds like he's laughing. How dare he laugh? If you could figure out how the stupid gun works you'd shoot him. "You've got to cock a gun like that 'fore you shoot it."

You freeze, your arm drawn back ready to throw the revolver at the man. His accent gives you pause. The other men in black, they were Americans. And this guy... His clothes are a bit different too. Though he's clearly also army.

You lower your arm hesitantly. "You're... You're not one of them."

"The Shadows?" he asks. "Tch, no. You'd best thank your lucky stars for that, they'd have killed you in a second flat."

"What the hell is going on here?" You demand, slipping the gun back into the makeshift holster you had made out of a couple belts. You step around the man to the garage and he follows.

"You're not from here, are ya love?" he asks as he watches you scan the shelves.

"I'm here on vacation," you say bitterly as you stand on your toes, struggling to reach the quiver of arrows. He pulls it down and hands it to you. The arrows are dusty and old, though still sharp. He hands the bow to you as well, albeit unstrung, and you let out a quiet hum in thanks. He watches as you string the bow, a brow raised. He looks like he's going to say something, but you cut him off. "You didn't answer my question... What's happening? Who are those people?"

He hesitates a moment, you notice his ear piece. Someone else is speaking to him. "Aye, i know, I know, but I cannae very well leave her here now can I?"

At the mention of being left, you panic. There's a pair of handcuffs on his belt. You grab them and before he has a chance to react, you've cuffed your hands together.

And swallowed the key.

Yeah... Not your brightest moment.

The man looks at you dumbfounded. Then speaks to the man in his ear. "Uh... Lt? Got a bit of a problem..."

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sutxdreamwalker · 1 year ago

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Frontiers of Pandora Incorrect quotes

Aha’ri: all we want is to be free and reconnect with are roots

Mercer: god, your all so selfish, die

Aha’ri: we are literal children

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Mecer: If your ever bored, punch an orphan, what are they gonna do? Tell there parents?

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Teylan: grill..cheese

Sarentu: what?

Teylan: grill me a cheese

Sarentu: I’m not grilling you a cheese

Teylan: *cries*

Sarentu: oh for Eywa’s sake

*grills a cheese*

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Sol’ek: life is nothing but a hell of death and loss

Sarentu comes into the picture: hi!

Sol’ek: ok maybe life is not bad-

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Ubisoft: Aw, these na’vi children are so precious

Also Ubisoft: *dumps trauma on them*

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Alma: if Sol’ek jumped off a cliff, would you?

Sarentu: ….

Alma: Sarentu!

Sarentu: what?

Alma: don’t jump off a cliff!

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Everyone in the resistance planning stuff

Priya: question, can we have like laser swords? I’ve watched a lot of anime and trust me, you gotta have lasted swords

Sol’ek: what’s an anime?

Priya: we have so much to discuss

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wizzdot · 6 months ago

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The Patron Saint of One Way Trips

Ch20

Description: action heavy chapter - mainly from the guys’ POV - laika is held by Graves… next chapter is gonna be JUICY!!!!

*Ghost's POV*

Johnny had fallen asleep briefly on our drive over. He wakes up when I pull the car up to a halt. It's early morning, the rain has finally stopped..

"Where are we?" Johnny asks - "Alejandro's safe house. Gave me the location just in case" I reply - "Why didn't he tell me?" - "It was need to know" - "What if I needed to know..?"

I roll my eyes - "Shhh, Johnny.." stepping out of the car..

As we approach the building, I sharply come to a halt, stopping Johnny in his tracks too. "Booby trap... Stop Johnny.."

"It's a pressure plate LT.." - "Alejandro rigged it" - "Smart bastard.."

I look up at the building and spot a window that will get us inside. "There, Johnny - look" I nod my head in the direction of the window. Johnny jumps through first and I climb through just behind him. I see a red laser point from the darkness - pointing right at Johnny.. "Don't move".

I remove my knife and throw it towards the shadows, roughly where I think the laser is pointing from. I hear it hit wood - missed.. FUCK. Johnny raises his rifle and takes aim at the dark shadow..

¿Quien esta ahi? a voice calls out. Fucked if I know what that means.. "Rodolfo!!!" Johnny shouts. "Soap, Ghost.. You're alive!!

"Affirmative" I reply

Rudy pulls my knife from the wooden beam and walks towards us. "Good to see you, amigos" - "Igual, amigo" Johnny replies in dodgy Spanish. My knife is handed back to me, I nod in thanks.

"Nice throw. Where were you guys?" Rudy asks in his accented voice. He is brave for an Omega..

"On the run" I reply.

"I was on the run. Ghost waited for me" Johnny cuts in.

"Of course, no?" Rudy asks as if it should be obvious - it was obvious...

"No" Johnny says at the same time I say "Yes-"

Johnny looks at me, surprised.

"We're pack... This happened on my watch and I'll need help to fix it. No one fights alone. We need to find the others.." I say, trying not to worry too much about Laika or Alejandro. I should never have ordered to stay in the room. The Shadows knew exactly where she would have been. I hope she is safe - otherwise it's my fault.. my mistake..

Johnny nods.

"Why did Graves turn?" Rudy asks

"We don't know" - "Las Almas can corrupt anyone" - "Not us"

"For now, General Shepherd, Laswell, and anyone else outside this room is considered a hostile. With one exception"

"Alejandro...?" - "We need him back"

Rudy nods in agreement and turns to a map on a table. "Graves is holding Alejo here - my team are there too"

"And Laika..?" Johnny asks. "Most likely - I couldn't find her when they started detaining us though.. she had already gone"..

My stomach drops and a growl escapes my throat. "What do you mean, 'GONE'?!" I bark. I feel a little guilty when Rudy steps back. It slipped my mind that he is an Omega.. I need to keep my cool..

"That doesn't matter right now, LT - How do we get 'em all back, Rudy?" Johnny steps in, somehow staying calmer than me - he was usually the hotheaded one...

"By breaking in" I grumble, head screwed back on.

"And that's why I love the Ghost" Johnny teases.

Rodolfo walks over to a huge door and slides it open, revealing an armory full of weapons and gear.

"It's well-stocked" Rudy explains, nodding to the vast array of weapons and equipment..

Johnny laughs, amazed by the selection. He always gets excited by this sort of thing.. like a kid at a sweetie shop.."My man- We're gonna need new wheels. Preferably up-armored" he says to Rudy.

At that, Rudy tosses me a set of keys and turns on the lights to the building. We had been standing in the darkness this whole time. As the lights flash on, it reveals an armored vehicle. That'll do!

"Alejandro thought of everything" I say, respecting the Alpha's preparation.

"Yeah, he did. Let's go get them"..

*Laika's (Y/N's) POV*

"Sweetheart?" I wish he would just leave me alone..

"C'mon sweetcheeks, I'm gettin' bored of this now.. we have almost arrived - tell me..? You wanna share a cell with your buddy Alejandro..? Or do you wanna stay with me.. I'll keep you safe, you can be my little attack dog, huh - so good at following orders..?

I stay silent. "Maybe we should call the Russians, ask them how to re-wire you a little bit.. what buttons to press.."

I gulp. He chuckles at my reaction.

"Alejandro doesn't like me.. thinks I'm a rat.." I whimper, trying to manipulate Graves, by telling him little truths, sprinkled by a little white lie here and there..

"Does he now, Princess..? S'that why he made you leave the meeting on the roof..? Stupid sonovabitch played right into my hands there!" he chuckles "Oz led you back like a lamb to slaughter.. pity you'd already pissed off when we came back for you.. smart, by the way - probably wouldn't have caught you if you didn't have such an obsession with helping civvies.. your file says you've always been disobedient in that way.." he laughs. “Look at the bigger picture, princess - acceptable losses are - necessary.."

Bastard. Fucking Bastard!!!!

"Yes, commander.. it's a vice I'm unable to shake" - "Well, if you're gonna be useful to us, you better start fuckin' shaking it, asset"

WHAT?!

Graves turns his attention to the soldier driving the car. "Fuck this, Shadow - take us back to HQ, buddy. I don't want her at the prison with the others. She stays with us.. Understood?"

"Yup yup"- the car makes a sharp turn and speeds in a different direction. "Your buddies will not be able to find you, you're on a one way trip to America, sweetcheeks.. you look good in Shadow gear, I could get used to it"

Creep. Fucking slimy, pervy fucking creep!

*Ghost's POV*

We pull up outside the old prison facility. Rudy grabs a huge rucksake, filled with guns and weapons for his men once we'd freed them.

Rudy speaks up once he has hauled the rucksack onto his back "Graves'll have this place locked down".

"Let's hope they're alive" Johnny says with a hint of anxiety..

"Count on it, amigo"

Johnny starts asking Rudy questions - he does this when he is nervous, I have noticed. A distraction, or coping mechanism..

"Rudy, how long've ya known Alejandro?" he asks

"20 years. Signed up together. Toughest dude in the regiment. Turns out we weren't just friends, he claimed me five years ago now"..

"I wouldn't wanna mess with him..." Johnny says, seriously.

Rudy laughs "We used to say 'el unico que puede matar a Alejandro es Alejandro...'"

I furrow my brow, not understanding "What's it mean?" I grunt.

"The only thing that can kill Alejandro is Alejandro..."

"Glad he's on our side, then, amigo" Johnny replies.

"Two snipers, first tower. Soap- you take one, I'll get the other" I bark orders. The Shadows are shot down quietly.

The sound of a helicopter roars from above. "Looks like a supply drop!" Rudy shouts over the noise..

We move quickly through the facility, using CCTV to guide us. The place is crawling with Shadow soldiers, we deal with them quickly and quietly.

I go off on my own with guidance from Johnny and Rudy. I plant a few bombs and settle behind a barrel for temporary cover. I speak over the comms "We're all set here, Johnny. Have we located Alejandro?"

Rudy's voice cuts through the radio "Perfect timing. I found him on CCTV".

"Where?" Johnny asks, studying the screen in front of him.

"He's in solitary. Two Shadows on the door" Rudy points.

"I see 'em. Ghost, we got him. He's alone, no sign of Laika. Two Shadows on guard"

"Vamos!" Rudy shouts - I know that word. Lets fuckin' Vamos then!!

"Ghost, what's your status?" Johnny asks

I stand from my hiding spot and make a move to start towards them "Comin' your way".

The sound of another helo comes from above. They must be onto us by now..

"It's locked!" Johnny shouts - having reached the cell block door.

"We'll need to breach it" Rudy replies

"No, Rudy- Knock.." I suggest, finally having caught up with them.

"On me..." Rudy says, as he stands and bangs the door in the same way a returning guard would. Stupid fuckin' Shadow opens it immediately That was too easy..

We ambush the guard as soon as the door cracks open. Bullets rain from above, balconies lining the upper floor of the cell block.

"Light 'em up-!" I bark

We make it through all of the Shadow's for now.

"There's Alejandro's cell... Open it up, I'll cover you" Rudy shouts.

I remove the bolt cutters from my belt and cut open the lock.

Johnny enters the cell immediately. Suddenly, Alejandro grabs Soap from behind and shoves him against the wall, ready to punch him. Rodolfo steps in and stops Alejandro.

"Al- It's me, hermano" - Johnny says, shocked by the sudden attack.

"Alpha! Calm, tranquilo - it's us.. we came for you" Rudy speaks softly

Alejandro calms down, happy to see his Omega, they have a fast hug and Alejandro grumbles happily before speaking..

Soap!! Rudy, Ghost...!" he sounds surprised..

"Didn't think we'd leave you, did you...?" Johnny jokes, shaking hands with a grateful Alejandro.

"What the fuck took you so long, pendejos?" he jokes back..

I roll my eyes at his joke before replying "place is crawling with Shadows. There'll be hell ahead. Let's get Laika and then make a move. Rudy, go get your Cowboys.. Alejandro - where is she?"

Alejandro looks confused, then. I feel anger rising to the surface.. "Alejandro..? Where are they keeping her..?" trying to keep a lid on my anger..

"Amigo, I don't think she is here.. And I don't think she is on our side. Be careful who you trust.."

I growl, "What the fuck do you mean by that" I bark at him, grabbing the neckline of his jacket and shoving him backwards.

"She has been here before. I recognised her as soon as she arrived. Almost killed me a few months back - missed her shot. She's a sniper, amigo. A spy.. A rat..?" he explains.

Johnny looks utterly betrayed.

"Alejan.." - "NOT NOW RUDY! I KNOW WHAT I SAW" he shouts at his Omega.

I take a step back, lifting my lips angrily, like a growling dog. FUCK!

"We find her - I don't care. Find her first, ask questions after. That's a fuckin' order. We came for you Alejandro, now you fuckin' help us find her" I bark.

Alejandro shrugs "Fine, if that's your call. I wouldn't be shocked if she isn't in league with the Shadows, amigo. They've proven that they are not to be trusted.. but I will help you find her if that's what you want.."

I nod, mulling his words over in my head "It is what I want.."

"Let's go then - we've wasted enough time" Alejandro shouts.

Rodolfo hands Alejandro a BAS-P submachine gun.

"Let's fight fire with fire" Alejandro laughs as he storms towards the cells his men are being held in.

We make good progress in freeing the soldiers,

Johnny speaks up and asks Alejandro "You seen Graves here?"

"No, but I plan to pay that cabron a special visit" he replies - "Aye, Me too...he might have our girl.." - "Don't get too attached, amigo - she cannot be trusted..."

We move outside into the open yard of the facility. There are several Shadow soldiers ahead. FUCK -

"Riot shields-!" Alejandro shouts in warning.

"Soap, throw whatever you got at them!" I shout, knowing that Johnny loves his flashbangs and grenades.

After a series of bangs and crashes, Johnny laughs "Think we're clear, LT."

The freed Vaqueros rally around Alejandro and Rudy, collecting weapons and readying themselves to help us fight our way out of here.

The front courtyard is saturated with Shadows. We are massively outnumbered, even with the addition of the cowboys..

Alejandro speaks to his men "Weapons hot, hermanos. Stairwell leads down and out... We'll link up with the other and exfil the fuck out of here"

"Exfil vehicles are set. Ghost planted charges to help us get out" Rudy explains.

"With Johnny's help.." I add, I didn't plant all the bombs on my own, after all..

Alejandro laughs "I can't call Soap "Johnny"..."

"Don't" Johnny smiles "Only pack can pull that off".. I nod and give him a quick pat on the head before moving off.

"We'll have to cross the yard to get everyone out" Rudy shouts.

We reach the doors leading out into the prison exterior, but come under fire from the Shadows.

"Sniper on the roof"

"Sniper down" Johnny shouts.

"Good shot, hermano!"

Soap, and Alejandro lead Los Vaqueros down the road, but a pickup truck arrives and offloads more Shadows.

"Johnny- That truck's got one of our charges on it. Detonate it" I bellow

" With pleasure, LT - Here it comes"

BANG

"Ka-freakin-boom, baby-!" I roll my eyes at Johnny's happiness. He always has loved explosives..

Shadows start to organise their position. They're surrounding us!

FUCK

We keep trying to get closer to the exfil point but the Shadows have us held. The sound of an approaching helicopter catches my attention. If that is more Shadows, we are fucked..

"You hear that?" Johnny asks

"Helicopter-- Searching for us! - Take cover, amigos!" Alejandro shouts.

The enemy helo opens fire on the first group of Los Vaqueros. We stand no fuckin' chance now!!

Our comms growl to life simultaneously.

"All stations, this is Bravo-6- Get down!" - I could cry - but I won't - It's Price.

I glance up to the perimeter wall and see Price fire a rocket at the helicopter. It hits and plummets to the ground with a huge explosion.

"Hell fucking yeah!" Johnny shouts, elated.

"All Bravo and Vaqueros... Top o' the wall. Get here and I'll get you out. How copy?" I hear through my earpiece.

"Loud and clear, Alpha. Comin' to ya...!" I reply

"Who is he?!" Rudy asks, anxiously

"Our Alpha..." Johnny replies - Rudy raises an eyebrow. "You're a pack of all Alphas.. unusual, no?"

"We make it work.." Johnny answers.

"I like him already" Alejandro laughs.

We all hurry to the wall where Price lowers ropes for us to climb.

*Johnny's POV*

As I reach the top of the wall, two arms reach to help me. "Gaz" I laugh, climbing into his arms, hugging him and stuffing my nose into his neck.

He laughs along with me, re-scenting me as well.. "Well, what happened to your arm, Soap..?" he teases "Fuckin' Graves is what happened".

Gaz steps to the edge of the wall and scans all of the soldiers climbing up. He turns sharply, the smile wiped from his face.

"Where is she, Johnny...?." He growls.. I pause - not able to think of how to tell them.. that we didn't exactly know, and that Alejandro has reason to believe she is a traitor. I can't bring myself to believe it though. Not Laika, not our girl..

"Sergeant MacTavish..." Price warns from behind me. "Kyle asked you a question.. where is she..?" he warns..

"I - We don't know exactly.. we thought she'd have been brought here when HQ was taken.. but we haven't found her.."

"We need to find her. Laswell thinks she is in danger... Soon as Shepherd and Graves went dark, she called us" John explains as we load up into the exfil vehicle.

"Laswell, still solid as a rock - we weren't sure who to trust.." Simon grumbles "You trust pack, Simon.." John growls back, angrily.

Alejandro appears at the top of the wall then, he quickly makes his way towards us.

"Colonel Vargas, meet Captain Price and Sergeant Garrick" I introduce - "Thanks for the assist" the Alphas shake hands - "You need to help us find our girl" John growls.

"Let's get the fuck out of here, hermanos" Alejandro orders his men

"Down the wall... WE ARE LEAVING!" Price barks, too.

We start getting in the vehicles - "Captain, follow me" Alejandro speaks, jumping into the drivers seat of the first jeep.

"Copy. Gaz, drive!"

Gaz starts up the vehicle and drives away from the prison.

"Shepherd burned us" Ghost says as we follow Alejandro's vehicle.

"He sent Graves and his Shadows to kill us and round up Los Vaqueros" I explain

Price growls and nods his head.. "We know why"

I raise my eyebrows, surprised.. "Why..?" I ask.

Gaz answers from the drivers seat. "Laswell did a bit of digging..."

"What did she find?" Simon grunts

"The truth...The truth about the missiles. And - the truth about Laika.. we need to find her.." he growls, absolutely livid.

Alejandro leads us back to his safehouse.

*Laika's (Y/N's) POV*

Graves has been pacing up and down in front of me for the past hour. I'd been cuffed and my head covered with a sack. He has been on a video call with General Shepherd. The computer starts making a ringing noise and a familiar voice joins the conversation. Before Shepherd answers, he tells Graves to stay silent so he doesn't pick up that he is on the call. Graves walks over to me and roughly puts his hand over my mouth so I can't make a noise.

"You hid this- Why...?" a rough growl comes through, angrily - "We all keep secrets, Captain Price.. some more than others.." he laughs. I whimper from within the darkness of the sack. Graves shakes me roughly to shut me up.

"Why the hell wasn't I informed?" - "Consider yourself well-informed now, John"

John laughs in a terrifying tone "Oh, that's really fuckin' helpful, General. Thank you. But, you're a day late and a missile short. There's three of them- we only found two. And, you've taken something of ours. I want her back.."

"Then, point yourself in that direction and fix it" The General snaps back.

"And who fixes you, eh?" John says, threateningly. "I don't need fixing. I'm a patriot protecting my country".

I hear the scuff of a chair sliding sharply. Price must have stood up in anger.

"You're protecting your own ass" he growls. I'd never heard him so angry. He was radiating pack Alpha energy.

"I do what needs to be done, Captain, and no one holds me down with a roll of red tape. I know what's best for the cause"

"You've lost your fuckin' mind, General"

"And you've forgotten what you're fighting for, John. To do good, you gotta do some bad. When we shit, we bury it, that's how it works"..

"Yeah... But we don't bury each other with it, do we? Where is she..?" he growls again.

"You need to turn off that side o' your head and face down the real enemy" - "she ain't our enemy.." John interrupts.

"You need to call off your Shadow, NOW"

"You mean Graves...?" - "Yes!" - Shepherd laughs "Now, Captain.. He's a dog with a bone, and I highly recommend you don't try and take it"..

"This is your last chance to change your mind" John warns..

"Then what?" Shepherd taunts..

"Then after I kill him... I'm coming for you" the laptop slams shut.

*Captain Price's POV*

I slam the laptop, shutting off the uplink. I nod to the other four soldiers in the room. "Graves has her" I growl, angrily.

"Hey- Vaqueros, pay attention" Alejandro shouts into the large safe house.

All of Los Vaqueros gather around Alejandro us at the table.

"Alright, listen - We are taking back your HQ. We are getting our girl. We are killing Commander Graves" I order.

"When?" Rudy speaks up

"Now" Ghost grunts

"We are not 141 and Los Vaqueros on this. We're a team...understood..?" I growl

Ghost empties a bag full of skull masks onto the table.

"...Ghost Team" I nod, clenching my fists. The Alpha in me was desperate to get loose and rampage the HQ with little regard. But as Captain, I needed to keep my head.. No being a hero. Get in, get our girl, kill Graves, get out.

Ghost removes his mask in front of everyone. I nod and smile at Ghost.

"Good to see you again, Simon" I laugh, he rarely took it off in public. I hadn't seen his face since we had taken Laika, come to think of it..

I remove my boonie hat in solidarity and notice that Kyle takes off his 'lucky cap' too.

"If you're in, take a mask... If you're not... Don't" I order.

Everyone around the table takes a skull mask.

"My troops know the Fuerzas Especiales facility better than the Shadows. So, we'll have the advantage - Be advised, they'll be on high alert because of the prison break. We'll infiltrate the base with two Ghost Teams....Team-1 is Captain Price, Gaz, me, and one pilot.. Team-2 is Ghost, Soap, Rudy, and Los Vaqueros.. Team-1 will use the tunnels to get to the tarmac and commandeer a helo. My pilot will take the Captain up. Team-2 will stand by outside until Price fires on the entry gate and lets them in to fight their way to Graves, and the girl... I suspect he'll be in my HQ defended by his best shooters" Alejandro describes. I nod along in agreement. This has to work...

"we will see how this plan goes and once the place is clear, Gaz and I will locate and secure Valeria... The rest of you will look for the girl and Graves... and Kill him.." he growls.

"Lets fuckin' go" Johnny shouts, marching towards the vehicles.

Lets go get our girl..

#abo dynamics #john mctavish x reader #john price x reader #john soap mactavish #kyle garrick x reader #omega reader #poly 141 #simon riley x reader #task force x reader #kyle gaz garrick

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doby-mans · 1 month ago

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Okey hay dos cosas más que pensé por DC x DP y tengo que decirlas

La primera

Noche de chicas, Sam Manson, Jazz Fenton y Valerie Gray, están de visita en ciudad Gótica, Sam tiene que presentarse en una gala en nombre de su familia, donde Jazz, ahora que su familia fue reconocida por ayudar en gran medida a la salvación de la tierra y como recompensa haberse quedado con la fortuna de Vlad, presentará artefactos de los Fenton, mientras que Valerie es llevada como invitada y encargada de la seguridad

Cuando todo se pone peligroso, el Guasón ataca, tomando a Sam de rehén en sus propios brazos mientras le apunta con un arma, los matones que le ayudan intentan robar los artefactos científicos del lugar, la batifamilia estaba por actuar cuando

Valerie entro en modo de batalla, su traje rojo y aerodeslizador, llamando la atención de los matones evitando que dañen a los demás en la gala, mientras que Jazz se había cubierto por completo con una armadura Fantom que siempre lleva con ella en su cinturón, luciendo como un arma futurista, lo cual prácticamente es, aturdiendo a los matones con disparos laser diseñados para derribar fantasmas

El Guasón intenta darles una advertencia sobre la seguridad de su amiga cuando Sam, le da un cabezaso que la libera de su agarre, seguido de una patada a su rostro con sus pesadas y reforzadas botas metálicas, haciéndolo no solo caer, si no que también soltar su arma, solo para que la chica gótica lo espose usando la liga de su cabello

Al unísono las tres simplemente declaran ante la gala, los matones y en una transmisión en vivo

"Nunca te metas con las chicas de Amity Park"

Valerie: Me he enfrentado a payasos peores

Sam: Pésima temática, incluso el fantasma de las cajas tiene más estilo

Jazz: Aunque si hablamos de estilo, Kitty, Penelope y Ember?

Las tres simplemente asienten completamente de acuerdo entre ellas, dejando confundidos a todos en la gala pero impresionados, la batifamilia no tuvo que hacerse presente pero ahora todos creen que ellas son o al menos solían ser parte de la batifamilia.

Segunda cosa

¿Porque siempre es en ciudad Gótica?

Robin, siendo el más joven pero en la edad adecuada para el trabajo tiene que ir en una misión en cubierto, a Amity Park, siguiéndole la pista a un extraño villano, parecido al Guasón en cuanto a piel pálida y cabello verde pero su temática de pirata es desconcertante, un día paseando por la ciudad, ve lo que menos esperaba

Un barco volando por la ciudad y lo que parece ser otro chico joven, rodeándolo en vuelo y gritando con un tono alegre pero de advertencia

"¿En serio «Sangre Joven»?, Sabes las reglas por eso tu barco no pudo volar fuera de la ciudad"

Damian/Robin, está todavía más sorprendido cuando en la punta del barco el joven al que le seguía la pista le responde

SJ: Da igual, solo fui por unas cosas y regrese para derrotarte!

Acto seguido, una carga de explosivos marca Guasón, son liberados del barco sobre la ciudad, Robin, incapaz de ayudar pero con el instinto para hacerlo comienza a alejar a los civiles de la zona de explosión, solo para ver cómo aquel héroe da un grito tan atroz que parece el lamento de algún alma en pena, haciendo explotar toda la carga sobre el propio barco, obligando a Sangre Joven a volver rápidamente a la zona fantasma

Un rato después Robin tendría que dar su reporte de la situación a Batman: Bueno puedo confirmar que el payaso no ha tenido un hijo, sin embargo, todo lo que salga de esta ciudad es mucho más peligroso que cualquier cosa que haya visto en ciudad Gótica

Batman: Explica eso

Robin: Nuestros enemigos están vivos, los "villanos" de Amity Park, son fantasmas, además tienen lo que parece un héroe encargado de la ciudad

Danny, que ha estado escuchando todo, apareciendo detrás de el: Además de ser muy bueno en su trabajo y de buen aspecto, se preocupa por el hecho de un niño este en la cima de un edificio sin supervisión, ¿Necesitan apoyo fuera de mi ciudad?, Podría enviar a mi prima

Robin, recuerda como respirar después de que el chico fantasma termina de hablar, solo para que en plena llamada ambos sean atacados una vez más por Sangre Joven

Danny: El nunca se rinde, le gusta molestar a los jóvenes

Robin: Hasta hace poco creía que era hijo de un viejo enemigo

Danny: Nah, Sangre Joven siempre ha sido un fantasma, ni siquiera es de los más peligrosos a los que me he enfrentado

Robin: Espero aprender algo de esto y poder hacerles frente a estos seres yo mismo, si me lo permites

Danny: Mmm... Me haré cargo de esto ahora y mañana te llevo a tu primer día de entrenamiento con tu propia profesora cazafantasmas

Batman está completamente desconcertado por el hecho de que Robin acaba de ser tomado como pupilo de alguien más

#dc x dp #batifamilia #danny phantom #dc comics #sam manson #valerie grey #jazz fenton

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ivillpunchyouinthethroat · 5 months ago

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For your fic keep me sharp I fully believe that Price not only was fully aware of exactly how batshit insane that Soap is, but also saw ghoap coming a hundred miles out. Price has seen Ghost through a lot of shit and isn’t above setting a feral Omega on his deranged alpha ass. Price knew that Soap would be good for Ghost, even in the vanishingly unlikely chance that it didn’t turn out romantic.

Price: You deserve nice things!

Ghost: shut up, shut up!

Price setting up the 141, and recruiting Soap: If you won’t accept nice things I just have to find a nice thing that won’t let you reject it.

Price unleashing Soap on Ghost: I love it when a plan comes together.

I fully believe that Price recruited Soap not only for his abilities, his compatibility with Ghost, but also for the sheer entertainment value. He strikes me as the type of man that hates to be bored and putting together a couple that is a hundred degrees of unhinged feralness ensures that boredom will never be a thing he worries about. Exasperation, annoyance, and incredulity yes but boredom? Not with the Freak muppets out there being their freaky ghoap selves. He’s very happy they are together and are good for each other but he’s also constantly entertained.

Price bet on the muppets and won big.

Hi there! Sorry this took me forever to answer but honestly I love this version of events lmfaooooo

I can definitely imagine Price eyeing Soap’s file as a possible 141 recruit and maybe traveling to whatever base Soap was stationed to observe him and make his final judgement. Price really liked what he saw in Soap, but what really sealed the deal was watching Soap beat the absolute fucking shit out of some cocky, asshole alpha who, after being embarrassed that Soap handed his ass to him on the mats, tried to do something humiliating like hmm let’s say biting the back of his neck >>

Soap only stopped beating the guy into a pulp when like four other alpha soldiers jumped in to pry him off and even then they had to avoid Soap’s snapping teeth.

I imagine that Soap’s superior at the time turned to Price and grimaced like, “He has potential, but as you can see he has anger issues and a feral streak you wouldn’t expect in someone of his designation.”

Meanwhile Price has already made up his mind that he absolutely needs Soap in the 141, for his ability first and foremost, but also because he’s thinking of a stoic alpha who hides a feral streak to match Soap’s under a skull mask.

I also imagine that after Las Almas, the reason that Price began sending them out on missions together was because they worked well together yes, but mostly because Price saw Soap look at Ghost like this

and was like, alright time to matchmake. Because as you said, Ghost deserves nice things :D

I also imagine that when Ghost and Soap go to report to Price after the events of keep me sharp, Price is fighting the whole time not to call absolute bullshit when they feed him the story of an accidental heat. He's basically just

trying his best to act credibly surprised when he not only absolutely saw this coming but was also actively trying to make it happen xD

#ask #answered ask #ghoap #fic: keep me sharp #ghostsoap

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sergeantnex · 1 year ago

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Werewolf!Ghost x Trans!Soap: Sensitve Senses (Smut)

Ghost was already an intimidating guy, standing at six foot four and built like a brick house. The Lieutenants' senses were sharp, seemingly better than laser sharp at that. It didn't take long into being paired with Ghost for Soap to learn that his teammate was different. It became clearer when Graves betrayed everyone that things became clearer to the Scottish male. Soap's arm bleeding from the gunshot wound, making his head feel hazy. He fumbled upon trying to stand only to fall on the rain-soaked ground with a heavy groan. Soap laied there for a bit before slowly getting up. Ghost's thick Manchester accent finally came through the comms channel, asking him how everything was. Ghost kept Soap company as he struggled to make his way to the church.

"It's pishin' it doon out here.." Soap commented.

"Speak English." Ghost groaned back through comms.

"It's rainin' fuckin' hard!" Soap grinned as he spoke back.

"Then say so." Ghost chimes back quietly, doing his best to gauge how well Soap is actually doing.

"I did!" Soap chirps back a smile being heard in his voice.

"Rains good, it'll cover your tracks. Washes away the scent of your blood and you." Ghost responds without thinking.

"My scent??" Soap questioned as he continued to move forward, looking for materials to craft protection.

Ghost wasn't sure how to respond, so he simply told Soap to focus on getting to the church. Soap chooses to say nothing and instead pay attention to his surroundings. Ghost kept thinking of different ways to explain to Johnny that he wasn't human and that instead, he was a werewolf. The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was impossible to explain. Lightly scratching the back of his head, Ghost moved to focus back outside the church. He kept talking to Soap, hoping that the other male would forget. When he finally met up with Soap, he felt bad for making the male swim through the tunnels. The hole in Soap's arm from the bullet looked bad. They would have to get somewhere safe so Ghost could treat his arm properly. They both slid into a pickup truck, and with Soap covering them, Ghost hit the gas.

Ghost drove over the barb wire swiftly, turning the truck around corners and down streets away from the Shadows. The drive to the one place Ghost knew was safe would be several hours away, Alejandro's safehouse. Glancing at Soap, he wasn't sure if Soap would last that long. Despite finding a stim, his teammate looked ready to drop from blood loss and exhaustion. They were barely five miles from the city of Las Almas when Ghost pulled to the shoulder of the road. Johnny looked at the male confused as Simon stepped out of the truck and walked over to the passenger side. Simon said nothing as he grabbed what little medical supplies he had on him and laid them out on the dashboard. It would be enough to buy them time until they reached the safehouse. The wind from the windows being shot out had helped Johnny dry off quicker, letting Simon smell the Scots natural scent.

The smokey smell of firewood graced with the sweetness of brown sugar, a tingeness of copper from the males blood and musk from the male sweating all mixing perfectly. The sweetness made no sense to Simon. It was like nothing he had smelled on a male before. Ghost pulled Soap's sleeve up as much as he could, allowing him access to the wound. As he looked at the bullet hole, Ghost grew frustrated when he saw no exit hole. That meant the bullet was still in his arm, possibly digging deeper with each roll of muscle. Deciding it would be best to dig the bullet out at the safehouse where he had more access to supplies, Ghost began work. Something about Soap drove Ghost's inner wolf wild, so without hesitation or thinking, Simon moved. Lifting the bottom of his mask just enough to show his mouth, Simon leaned in and began licking at the wound. At first, Soap groaned and flinched at the pressure and burn, but then he tried pulling his arm away from the Brits tongue.

A low growl alerted Johnny to stop fighting the male as he worked on clearing the blood away from the wound itself. When Simon pulled away, Johnny was thrown off by the black sclera surrounding the chocolate brown irises. Ghost licked his lips like a predator before focusing on the task at hand, patching Soap up. Soap said nothing as Ghost gently placed gauze on the wound before using electric tape found in the truck to bind it down. Ghost double-checked the patch job before taking a small step back, taking a minute to think of something to say to Soap. The male at least deserved some form of explanation regarding his actions.

"Does this 'ave somethin' to do with my scent?" Soap questioned slowly, piecing things together about Ghost.

"It does. This may come off unbelievable, but I am a werewolf." Ghost said calmly, studying Soap for reactions of disbelief. If anything, it looked as though Soap was thinking back on things.

"No, it makes sense the more I think 'bout it." Johnny explained now, looking at Ghost in a newly found light. Simon says nothing as he just moves back and closes Soap's door before moving back to the driver's seat. Ghost begins driving toward the safehouse once more, the ride becoming silent. At a glance, anyone could tell Soap was lost in thoughts, staring off at the road as they drove. Before Ghost could question Soap as to what he was thinking about, the crispness of the brown sugar in the males' scent grew stronger. Ghost glanced out of the corner of his eyes to see Soap clench his thighs slightly and shift in his seat. Feeling his system rush with the realization that Johnny was becoming aroused.

"Hey Lt, can I ask a strange question?" Johnny asked lightly, squeezing his thighs more to apply friction to his cock. Ghost nodded as he focused his eyes on the road before them.

"If you fuck in your wolf form, do you have a knot than?" Soap boldly asks quietly watching Ghost from the corner of his eye. Ghost stiffened slightly and quickly looked from the road to Soap before looking back at the road. Soap started to snicker at the other males' reaction to the question, as though he hadn't just asked such an intimate question.

"In my werewolf form, yes my uh- my autonomy changes to more canine looking autonomy." Ghost replied, clearing his throat, not expecting such a question from the Sergeant. That brown sugar scent was stronger than the firewood, the sweat, and the blood. Ghost wanted to curse his enhanced senses, but when he could see Soap's hand moving to touch himself through his pants, Ghost couldn't help but feel relieved. Simon continued to take side glances at Johnny rubbing between his own legs softly, in hopes of not getting caught. Simon let his right hand let the stirring wheel and gently rest on Johnny's thigh. Giving a soft squeeze before letting his thumb rub the fabric of the males pants. Johnny moved his hands forward, making a bold move to bring Simon's right hand towards his sex. Ghost took a deep inhale and gently pressed his hand further forward.

He was surprise to not feel the swell of a hard cock waiting for him, instead he felt Soap's pants wetting with slick. It made now clicked to Ghost why Soap had scars at his pecks. It explained the now syrupy sweet brown sugar scent. Ghost softly groaned in pride as he let his hand undo Soap's pants. Johnny lifted his hips and tugged his pants and underwear down enough that Simon had full access to his aching cock. Simon gently pressed his middle finger to Soap's hard cock rubbing slow circles. Johnny gasped and let put a soft moan as he opened his legs further. Simon gently slides his middle finger and ring finger down towards Johnny slick entrance, the fabric of his glove dampening with the excitment. Simon couldn't help but groan when he felt Johnny roll his hips up against his fingers. Ghost gently pressed his fingers in letting them sink down to the knuckle.

"Damn Johnny, the thought of me fucking you and breeding you in my werewolf form got you this eager?" Simon questioned now beginning to pump his fingers in and out of Soap's eager entrance. The males' walls clenching and fluttering with pleasure as the fabric of Ghost's glove provided extra stimulation. Johnny said nothing as Simon worked his fingers in and out of his heat, the werewolfs' finger curling just right. The moans that began leaving Johnny's lips were pure sin, Simon curled his fingers again, eager to hear it more. His thick fingers curled, rubbing and tapping against Soap's g-spot perfectly. The action pulls more and more noises from the male, each one sounding more desperate than the last. Johnny could feel his slick soaking the seat under his ass as his Lieutenant worked him open. Soap let his fingers move to his cock, gently rubbing as he tried to desperately fuck himself on Simon's soaked gloved fingers.

Simon couldn't take it anymore as he pulled the truck to the shoulder of the road once more. He used his left hand to put the truck into park and shut it off. Ghost shifted, so he was facing Soap, gently replacing his fingers with those of his left hand. His tongue licking at his right gloved fingers before fucking his fingers a bit harsher into Soap. Johnny's head tips back as he moans louder, his thighs beginning to shake with pleasure. The Sergeant would be lying if he said he had felt such pleasure and bliss before. His brain short circuiting as he now took in the feral sight of Ghost fingering him. Ghost's honey brown eyes slightly shimmering with unnatural amber hues as his sclera began to turn black once more. Soap's legs fell further open as his pants and underwear fell from his knees to his ankles. Ghost groaned at the beautiful sight, his gloves and seat soaked with Soap's excitement. Ghost could feel Soaps' walls beginning to grip tighter around his fingers, doubling his effort Simon began pressing his fingers up and down. The motion bouncing Soaps' body and drawing more desperate noises from the male.

"That's it, Johnny cum for me. Just like this." Simon praised as he took in the sight of Johnny's blue eyes rolling back. The Scots moans, turning to loud whines and mutters of Simon's callsign as he begins to come undone. His walls milking Simon's fingers with his release as he rides himself through the pleasure. Simon is eager to keep Soap looking so beautiful, so he continues to work him through the pleasure until Soap is mewling for him to stop. Determined to at least make his Sergeant cum once more, Ghost kept harshly pumping his finger into Soap's soaked sex. Johnny couldn't find the words to express the sensation of something building within due to his mind being overwhelmed. The deep pleased rumbling that crept from Simon's throat made the dam break. Ghost felt himself fill with pleasure and pride as a rush of clear liquid squirted against his hand and splattered on the dash. Simon stops letting his finger rest inside of Johnny's dripping sex as the male catches his breath. Simon presses up his mask enough to kiss Johnny's lips softly before moving to kiss on the males' neck. Soap moans softly as Ghost eases his fingers out of him, the males' movements slow and gentle. Ghost gently tugs Johnny to face him, his larger hands opening the males legs more. Before Soap can get words out, Simon lowers himself to lap at the males' sex.

His tongue cleaning away the mess that had been made by the two of them. Soap's thighs twitch and squeeze around Simon's head in overstimulation. Despite the overstimulation, he doesn't push Simon away. He let's the male eat him like a starved man cleaning away his slick and cum with his tongue. Finally lifting himself away, Simon licks his lips as he looks the Soap's blue eyes. Johnny offers a breathless smile that reads greatly of exhaustion and bliss. Chuckling Simon helps the male get dressed before encouraging him to sleep while he gets them safe. With no energy to fight Ghost, he nods, accepting the help in getting dressed again. Once Simon gets Johnny situated, he turns back to the road, turning the truck back on and shifting it into drive. Simon glances every so often towards Soap, seeing the male fall asleep happily. Ghost smirks under he mask before putting his whole focus on the road.

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blissfulalchemist · 1 month ago

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WIP Wednesday

A very rare occasion that I have something new to share so thought I'd put it out there. It's still ffxvi, so have Alma and Joshua about four years after Phoenix's Gate. Sending no pressure tags out to: @adelaidedrubman @statichvm @florbelles @shallow-gravy @shellibisshe

@chyrstis @confidentandgood @unholymilf @belorage and anyone else that wants too!

She gently hums as she inspects his skin for any sign of the curse, the same questions rising with each scar she passes over along his back, arms, and chest, and all the while deftly washing away the grime of four year old memories. If only it were possible to wash away the scars, She thinks as she passes over the biggest scar on his chest, knowing it’s sibling lies between his shoulder blades, the wound to nearly end him and the biggest reminder of that night. Rare for a Dominant to suffer the same level of injuries as their Eikon, but then again no one had ever heard of there being a second warden for an element, and this one was as brutal as they were ruthless. A miracle you survived indeed.

She gasps when their eyes meet and his no longer look lost. “Did you, um, wish to wash your own face?” She asks, holding the washcloth towards him. He stays silent and unflinching when she cups his face guiding him to face her more. “Is it okay that I do, Joshua?” His nod is almost imperceptible had she not felt his skin move against hers.

Alma smiles, praying he won’t notice the flushing of her face as she leans closer to him bringing his features into clear focus. Her eyes fixate on the task as she grapples for something mundane to look at rather than his blue eyes that still regard her. Pushing some of his hair from his eyes does she find it, “I think it might be about time we cut your hair. It’s getting long enough others will notice.” Joshua looks away the minute her hand parts from his face, running a hand through his wet hair and shrug of his shoulders before his arm limply falls back into place around his legs. “I’m-. I believe I’m finished, so I’ll get some towels while you handle what I couldn’t reach.” She places the washcloth and soap in his hand moving only when he begins to uncurl himself.

She sifts through the cupboard quickly gathering what she needs and turning back to him. His movements feel the most natural as she observes him finishing, to a point that he lets himself sink below the surface a moment. When he pops back up in a panic any glimmer of who he is beyond that night vanishes, Alma rushing towards him quickly wrapping the soft cloth around his shoulders. She assures him of safety before the shaking can even begin, leading him out of the tub. The death grip he has on her hand to keep himself balanced is sure to leave a bruise as she tries to give him modesty to move him to the bedroom.

Sitting him on the bed does she kneel in front of him, grasping his hands, thumbs tracing circles on top of shaking hands. “Joshua….Joshua I’m right here. I have you. I just need you to look at me.”

He shakes his head, hunching over. “It was my fault. I-I had to-. I had to protect them.” His voice cracks and grows thick with every repetition of self blame, tears falling onto white knuckled hands.

“And you protected those you could, Joshua. There was only so much you could do.” She tells him, matching his grip, “But you are not there, Joshua, you’re here with me. Safe.”

“He trusted me. He told me it was my duty. That I had to keep Father safe.” Her heart falls at the words, swallowing back the pangs of her own guilt about her parents. She steels herself with laser focus on the boy before her, listening intently. “I had to protect him and I failed. I failed him.”

She can see the red aether begin to gather and run along his body Alma quickly frees her hands, grabbing hold of his face. “Joshua, look at me. Look at me.” She makes him look at her, thumb pushing away the tears falling from fearful eyes, “Joshua listen to me. I need you to focus on me. You did what you could. And what’s done is done, you are here, now, with me. I need you to focus on that.” More of the aether gathers around him creating ghosts of tail feathers from his shoulders and making his eyes glow blue. “No, no, no.” She breathes out looking for anything to stop the priming to no avail. Following her instinct Alma wraps her arms tightly around him, fingers tangling in his hair, her other arm constricting his chest.

“I’m here, Joshua,” she says, eyes closing tight as the aether burns brighter, “I’ve got you. Let me protect you.” She straddles him giving as much contact as she can manage that he wouldn’t have felt that night. “I’m not leaving you, you hear me. I will always protect you.” The heat radiating off of him starts to make her uncomfortable as the temperature rises giving her all the more reason to hold tighter as she pleads. “Please, Joshua….”

“….come back to me.”

She braces herself for whatever pain comes being this close to Dominant when they prime as a flare of intense heat envelops her….and dims as familiar arms encircle her.

#frankly i've had this scene in my brain for awhile so to have it somewhat written out feels nice #and sadly an interaction that he doesn't really remember about two years later but alma does #and that matters a lot to her #x: my soul medicine #my wip tag #i also wrote this at like 2am as if i'd do anything else haha

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almamedspa · 2 years ago

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Choose laser over the razor.

Top 5 Laser Hair Removal Questions Answered

Eighty percent of men and women worldwide frequently remove facial and body hair using some method, such as razor, wax, sugar, or tweezers. Do you despise these repetitive, pointless chores? One of the most popular forms of aesthetic medicine practiced in the USA today is Laser hair removal treatment. Hair can be permanently removed with laser hair removal by exposing the hair follicle to laser light pulses. Now that quick, simple, and individualized treatments exist, you can toss the razor and reap the benefits.

Why is laser hair removal popular?

Laser hair reduction uses light-based photon-emitting diodes to remove excess hair. The process involves directing a focused beam of light at the hair follicles, which then absorb the light energy and get damaged, preventing further hair growth.

There are a variety of reasons why people opt for laser hair removal:

Long-term hair reduction:

Laser hair removal is a permanent alternative to short-term hair removals procedures like shaving, waxing, or depilatory lotions. The treated areas may see a drastic decrease in hair growth, making this an easier and more effective option.

Saving time and making life easier:

Maintaining a regular shaving or waxing routine can be a chore. Laser hair removal is a more practical option because it lessens the frequency with which you have to remove hair. Once the intended effects are realized, the individual can enjoy smoother skin without the need for routine upkeep.

Accuracy and efficiency:

Laser hair removal destroys the hair follicles at their source without harming the skin around the treated area. The laser may be used selectively on dark, coarse hairs without harming nearby skin. Due to the accuracy of the laser, it may be used to remove hair from many different parts of the body, including the face, legs, underarms, bikini line, and back.

Enhancement of Confidence:

Many people feel uncomfortable in their skin because of unwanted hair. The confidence boost from having hairless skin after laser hair treatment is real. Improvements in both may result from a person's increased sense of ease in their skin.

Avoiding painful ingrown hairs:

Ingrown hairs are commonly caused by shaving or waxing, but laser hair removal can help limit their incidence. Laser treatment inhibits hair regrowth and lessens the possibility of ingrown hairs by focusing on the follicle.

People with black hair and light skin are ideal candidates for laser hair removal treatment because the contrast between them makes it easier for the laser to target the hair follicles. But now, thanks to technological advances, people of all hair and skin colors can benefit from laser hair treatment. We at Alma MedSpa in Missouri provide the best Laser hair treatment in St. Charles.

Top 5 Laser Hair Removal Questions Answered:

Q1) Is it going to hurt my skin? Is it safe to use?

When performed by a trained medical expert, laser hair reduction is a safe and efficient method for permanently reducing unwanted hair. Never be shy about inquiring about the background and credentials of your service provider. While lasers have many promising therapy alternatives, they pose risks if administered by an unqualified professional.

Patients frequently ask us if the pain from laser hair removal is tolerable. To put it briefly, NO! A tiny pinch, similar to the snap of a rubber band against the skin, is the most frequently reported feeling during treatment. The sensation lasts a split second and fades away when the laser turns off. Our state-of-the-art laser equipment at Alma MedSpa in St.Charles means you won't have to worry too much about discomfort throughout your procedure.

Q2) What should I do to get ready for laser hair removal?

Patients are asked to shave within 24 hours of their scheduled session. During treatment, it is preferable if the hair is not visible on the skin's surface. If your hair grows quickly, you may want to shave the day of your treatment. It's also wise to wait at least three to four weeks before starting the treatment series and to avoid waxing or plucking in the interim. You can shave as often as you like, but waxing or plucking would permanently damage the hair follicle that the laser is meant to destroy. For the two weeks before your hair removal treatments at Aurora, we ask that you refrain from sun exposure, spray tans, or sunless tanners to reduce the risk of the laser picking up any unwelcome pigmentation on your skin.

Q3) Is laser hair removal effective for everyone? How well will it blend with my skin?

The best results from laser hair removal are achieved on dark, pigmented hair. Since these lasers "love" just certain colors, they will miss any hair that is white, grey, or blonde. A consultation is the best way to determine if laser hair removal is viable for you. Your service provider can evaluate you to see if you qualify.

Your skin tone's compatibility with laser hair removal highly depends on the laser device utilized. Even though many different types of lasers exist, the effectiveness of the treatment varies depending on the laser utilized and the patient's skin tone. Light therapies like BBL and IPL, for instance, CAN be used for hair removal, but they are NOT laser treatments. The main distinction is that the laser only goes to the depth of the hair follicle (when utilized properly), while light creates thermal energy for numerous layers of skin. We employ the aesthetic industry's most advanced laser platform to provide individualized laser hair removal treatments that permanently eliminate unwanted hair at Alma MedSpa in St. Charles, Missouri.

Treatments for laser hair removal can be highly tailored to skin tone and the underlying reason for hair development. Treatments for patients with hormone-induced hair, for instance, will differ slightly from those without such hair. These patients do have treatment choices. However, they may require more follow-up appointments. Finding a doctor who will take the time to learn about your situation and give individualized care is crucial.

Q4) How many sessions will I need, and where can I get treatment?

To get the best outcomes, you should undergo a treatment course. It is highly recommended that patients have a total of eight sessions. It is so because we must attack the hair throughout its growth cycle. After the first few sessions, it's natural to feel like all your hair has vanished. However, after the fourth or fifth session, the treated hair will begin to grow back. Even though the hairs will be thinner and less thick, they still require treatment. Treatment cycles can be anywhere from four to twelve weeks long (but most are closer to six weeks). The face, back, chest, arms, underarms, bikini line and legs are all suitable treatment areas for our laser.

Q5) When will I start to see effects, and will they last?

Intense light from a laser can cut back on hair growth for good. Some hair removal is permanent, while other regions may require touch-ups from time to time. With continued treatment, you'll eventually need fewer and fewer appointments to achieve your goal of reduced hair growth. After the first treatment, we see a reduction of 15-20% of hair, and the following treatments reduce hair by another 10-15%. Thus, patients often see a difference after the first session.

If you're considering laser hair removal, it's in your best interest to schedule a consultation with Alma MedSpa in St.Charles, so you may ask our physician any questions you have in person.

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