#I want some of those spooky soaps!!

[happyheidi]

[ghouldtime]

I just followed you based solely on an ask you responded to because I very much vibe with a Ghost who walked into a craft store for paint and came out with two new hobbies.

💚💚💚💚💚💚💚 AHH THANK YOU SO MUCH!!

I'm a proud 'Simon "Ghost" Riley is just A Dude ©' Truther

I love seeing that where he is just living a nice domestic life. I usually write spooky AU's or things with the paranormal but he's always just a dude there too, I like keeping him like that!!

To me, I can never look at him flat on and agree with the version of Ghost that people usually write (no shame to those who do, keep doing whatever makes you happy - it's not personal it's just not my taste) where they make him this ultra edgelord dommy sigma guy where he's always somehow towering over EVERYONE, growls every word, and is just???? That version viscerally reminds me of my early wattpad days or those rlly weird thirst trap biketoks

Like, have you LISTENED when this man speaks? Have you heard his jokes? His sense of humor that he doesn't hide??? Give me the dad jokes, give me the terrible puns that would make you give him a significant side eye if you heard them as his shoulders shake with the laughter he's trying to hold back !!!

Soap implied he made his masks and he probably would have to to make sure that hey, this isn't something flammable. I don't think he'd just buy something that personal to him. Which means he would have to sit down and pull out the paint kit, pull out the Dremel, and get to work

THAT MEANS he has to go buy the art supplies. He has to go shop for them and browse the aisles of paint, holding up two of the bottles, determining if he would rather have Eggshell white or Ivory. And I'm convinced that yes, he knows there's a difference and he'll insist on it and NO it's not the same shade

He sews, he has to. He HAD to have made his mask. Sewing is also a super practical skill when you're out on the field and it helps improve dexterity and coordination so I'm going to say it's likely he does. Sewing is super cool y'all.

So I implore you to imagine him in the fabric store, trying not to get distracted by the seasonal prints or the really ornate shimmery fabrics that you can't help but to look at. I refuse to accept that he hasn't sewn pillows in his house just because he liked a certain fabric and wanted to use it

And I'm going to say he's made a god awful holiday themed mask. It's simultaneously the most ugly thing you've ever set eyes upon and the greatest thing ever too. He's committed to the bit

He's also picked up embroidery because, like sewing, it helps improve your dexterity and keeps your hands busy. It's also practical because how else can people steal your things or confuse them if there's a tiny ghost embroidered on the hem????

He's just a guy and I love imagining Ghost with actual domestic hobbies, being himself, living his life (falling into the trap we all do at some point of going into an art store and finding something interesting to do)

Just A Dude© Ghost is my favorite and I'll never let him go

[peachy-wolfhard]

Dating Leo II

a/n: I wanted to add more after I posted part one so here it is Bone Apple Teeth, I love leo sm so its LONG

Let me know if you would like to be on my tmnt taglist!

Warnings: swearing, grandchildren mention (splinter is gonna splinter), illness mention, insomnia, mentions of slapping leos bald head

Word count: 738 -woof

Insomnia gang

This turtle physically cannot sleep

When you don't spend the night he is CONSTANTLY texting you everything that comes to mind

“y/n…why is pizza a circle?” “idk lee can i come over :3” “yeth pls HURRY IM DYING HERE WITHOUT U”

Lying in his bed, cuddling, matching eyemasks ON, fan ON

Even with all of that, nothing works

The nights that the both of you are actually able to sleep he has a grasp on you

Holds you so close to him all the time, you guys are joined at the hip

Everyone besides Mikey and Splinter thinks you guys are gross

“You can't even say their names apart now it's ALWAYS Leo and y/n. You can't separate them they will DIE without each other”

“Calm down Mikey please you're scaring Shelldon”

Splinter is…well Splinter. He stays in your guys' relationship, with how dramatic you guys are he doesn't need his soaps

He loves to show you baby pictures of the boys esp the ones of Leo

((cough cough he definitely mentions grandchildren like the old man he is))

Bites all the time like anytime anywhere

Making breakfast peacefully listening to music- CHOMP

Getting ready for work- CHOMP

Dr. Delicate Touch has to intervene

Play fights with you in slow-motion

(slow motion voice) “yyy/nnn iiiimm goooinggg tooo kick your aaaasssss”

(also slow motion voice) “im gooonnnaaa kick yours firrrst”

HAND! HOLDING!

Initially, it started as a way to keep Leo from running off when exploring places, but then it turned into a regular thing

“My love, light of my life, future spouse eHEM!”

“What Leo”

“WHERE’S YOUR HAND I AM GOING TO DIE WITHOUT YOUR HAND IN MINE!! I ALREADY FEEL WEAK PLEASE I AM SUFFERING”

Absolute drama queen and don't get me started when he’s sick

Picture those old paintings of the sick children in bed, he’s that but dialed up to eleven

All he wants is cuddles and daytime television and don't you DARE come in between him and his Maury

Giving him medicine is surprisingly easy maybe it’s because he’s so out of it or maybe he’s just in love he’d let you do anything to him

But if you’re ever sick he does the exact same for you

If you fight medicine (just like me fr) he’s NOT afraid to use those ninja moves to get you to take your meds

Loves it when you read to him no matter what you are reading

Manga? Sign him up! Horror book? Let's get spooky! Sad book? I'll get the tissues! He just loves to hear your voice especially if you do different voices for the characters but not overly comedic voices, he’s here for the story!

Falls asleep listening to your voice with his head on your lap 99% of the time

Going to the Hidden City for date nights and getting up to absolute mischief

(having to then call Raph to come get you guys because you pissed someone off and just kicked their butt)

Speaking of the Hidden City! During their break in the Hidden City (when everyone gets arrested) you join Leo at the spa

After he gets kicked out he BEGS you to go to the creepy spa across the street with him

“Sorry sweetheart I too am in DIRE need of some relaxation plus it’s not often I’m in an exclusive club”

The moment he shows up with that gorgeous hair you’re suspicious

Texts you a selfie of his new hair with the creepy ass background

“Whatcha think? Even more handsome than normal? ;)” “go back to being bald i miss slapping ur bald head :(“

Anyway when he starts “sleepwalking” your immediate reaction is “Maybe it's the wig” but quickly forget all about it due to relaxation

“Um… yyyy/nnnn could you please help me out with one teeny tiny situation…? Please?”

Now you and Leo are on the case!

“Ooo lala finally some privacy ;)”

“Don't touch me until you’re bald AND we figure this out”

“Pwetty pwease? JUST ONE!”

“Fine, ONE kiss”

After the evil hair reveal and fighting with your boyfriend’s hair he's finally bald again

Leo explains the massage guy’s deal but it falls on deaf ears

“Hey, who’s that guy?” “He'sthe non-member we kicked out earlier!”

“I bet he and that human are the thieves. Call the cops”

After a quick stay in jail, you’re now peacefully back home

[ken-dom]

My Body's A Zombie

Lars Lindstrom x gn!reader

∘₊✧ ~1k words

∘₊✧ Summary: Lars singing your favorite spooky season song leaves you only only option - kiss him

∘₊✧ Authors notes: I commissioned this gorgeous autumn Lars from the wonderful @demon-dai, spent a whole day listening the the Dead Man's Bones album (stopping as usual to appreciate how very Lars the vocals in My Body's a Zombie for You sound), and here we are. The Larsiest part starts at 1:40 if you're wondering. Endless thank yous to @heresthestorymorningglory, my very own Sherlock Holmes 🩷

∘₊✧ Warnings/content: Very mildly on the spicer end of the fluff scale, kissing, little hint of a voice kink maybe? ok definitely.

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A big, shiny pumpkin lays discarded by your crossed feet, half-carved triangle eyes glaring up at you, abandoned, while your attention is entirely focussed on Lars.

His strong, careful hands caress and grip, the little tools of the carving kit even smaller within his precise yet delicate hold.

You wonder how it’s possible to be this powerful and move so gracefully at the same time.

You’ve held those hands. Been held by them. Short bursts of time, a little longer with every night spent in one another’s company. Maybe tonight he will manage more. He hopes he will. 

An unexpected sigh pushes up from your chest, and Lars’s head snaps up. A quiet smile pulls at his lips; a tremulous smile designed to ensure you’re okay. That everything is okay.

He nods when you smile back at him and after a sip of cinnamon hot chocolate, you both return to carving the pumpkins again.

Your heart beats just a touch faster, and you know it’s not just the heat of the crackling fire making the back of your neck prickle with heat. As soon as his eyes met yours over this adorable autumnal activity, the perfect quiet date for both of you, butterflies took flight low in your gut.

Despite your flustering, there’s a comfortable silence, aside from the slosh of pumpkin innards and the soft sawing to create pointy-tooth smiles. It’s familiar and warm, and it fills Lars’s stomach with something like hope. There are butterflies there for him, too, but there’s also a nervous energy building up that he knows he needs to channel into something if he wants to keep from running.

A forgiving hum cuts through the silence, and as Lars feels some relief at the tender release, you’re struggling to hold back.

‘You’re sexy when you sing,’ you blurt, cheeks burning, and Lars’s, too.

He doesn’t answer, and for a moment your stomach sinks. But Lars hums again, louder this time. It’s a tune you recognise.

As if with an unspoken agreement, you both drop everything. Your eyes lock with his again, and you lean forward, testing the waters. Would it be too much to dive forward?

Lars sits cross-legged and his fingers find his knees, squeezing hard enough for his knuckles to whiten, but he perseveres, humming right through the chorus.

Drawn to him like a magnet, you pounce, and Lars lands on his back with you right on top of him, all the breath squeezed from his chest as he adjusts to this new overwhelming feeling.

There are layers upon layers between you, but this is closer than he’s been with anyone since Bianca and oh, how he’s missed these simple intimacies. 

It’s different to being close with Bianca, yes, but welcome all the same, and quickly, you’re both very comfortable; Lars bold enough to slide his arms around your waist as he smiles up at you, and you propped above, an inch from his face, legs tangled.

Laughing, you breathe an apology for your conduct, but he’s laughing too until it all melts away into more humming and effortless acceptance that you’re touching now, and not just with hands. 

‘I know that song,’ you whisper, eyes dipping to his lips. ‘One of my favourites.’

Lars raises an eyebrow and you swear you see a smirk pass over his lips. ‘Oh?’

There’s a tense beat and you take a deep breath — cocoa powder and floral soap (the brand his beloved mother used to use) — and ready yourself to kiss him just the way you’d dreamed about for weeks upon weeks.

As you lean in, Lars moves his face away, mouth connecting instead with the crook of your neck, and a shiver runs down to your core. 

‘Oh!’ you utter, mind racing. I never thought he’d have it in him. Not this soon, anyway. Not-

Lars begins to sing, husky voice vibrating where his lips are at your throat, teeth nipping and mustache scratching at the tender flesh. Any resolve you may have had would be weakened if you hadn’t abandoned such formalities long before stepping through his front door.

‘The smell of my breath, From the blood in neck-’

You can’t help but let slip a little groan at the way his voice cracks just a touch, the way he shifts his range low to high so captivatingly, and how you can feel it in every nerve of your body, resonating through you with every syllable.

‘Oh, I hold my soul-’��

Lars moves away from your neck, face to face with you again. His eyes squeeze shut in concentration. He’s trying to get this spot on for you, and it is spot on; you’re lost in his enthusiasm to please you sooner than you can miss his soft lips brushing against your skin.

‘From the lands unknown-’

Your breath catches heavy in your throat. The gentle vibration of his voice is radiating out from his chest and right into yours, and you know what’s coming. You know this song inside and out, and frankly, there’s no time to prepare for where this is heading. Oh god.

‘So I can play-’

His voice dips so hypnotically deep, you don’t realise how hard you’re biting until his hesitant fingers trace up your sides, eliciting a gasp that drags your swollen bottom lip free of your teeth.

‘The strings of your death-’

Entirely breathless, you cut him off with a hot, bruising kiss, and all at once he melts into the floor beneath him and floats up into you, fingers once a ghost of a touch now unwittingly driving into your hips to hold you still against his body and ground himself here with you forever.

Lars imagines you’ll sing the chorus together, the way he’d daydreamed every time he found himself alone at the lake, wishing you were there with him, but he forgets the next line of the song when your tongues meet, anyway.

[applbottmjeens]

WEST COAST YOUTH

tags: toxic and jealous phillip graves as usual, MW2!Era, Peak Gremlin Anna, This mf is sexist and kind of a douche, hates this girl but also wants 2 smooch her so bad just date a man tbh, Phillip Marshall Graves you're too old to be acting like this, Anna has 0 self preservation skills, This man does not treat her good

summary: The beginning of something addicting- Phillip doesn't want Anna talking to other men and deals with it like a man. (The worst way.)

Goddamn Californian girls.

West coast, liberal, chatty, young things. Usually hated their guts, but goddamn this one was just persistent.

Being annoying was her love language. And like a child or a nest of wasps, the more you reacted, the more she acted up. Somehow, against all odds, she made this into a charming trait.

She's a pretty girl in a job full of men. He hates how hyper aware of it he is now. Of how many other guys she spends her time with other than him.

He wasn't special was he? This was how she was with every guy..Right?

She calls Ghost, “Spooky” and punches his arm as thanks. She randomly sings club songs with Soap and asks him for piggyback rides. She pesters her Captain with questions over call like she pesters him. And for a girl who claims to hate this Sergeant Garrick, they sure do text a lot.

He wished she chose to stay in the Shadow Company. He could watch over her more then- keep a closer eye. Have the authority to tell these other goons to stay away from her.

But when Laswell called- she couldn't say no. She “owed her too much” she said.

They weren’t anything. Not officially. There was no labels, nothing telling them that they couldn’t fuck other people or anything. But dang it- if he didn't hate it when she gave another man those fuck me eyes. When they were together, they belonged to each other. What happened when they were apart for work was none of the others business. That was the rule.

She didn't seem to mind. Free spirited, California girl like her was just someone to occupy his time, right?

This wasn't love. He was too old for shit like that. He had his chance and blew it in a bitter, bitter divorce and his firstborn son being raised by some Governor chump. He didn't love her. And while he was certain she was pretty head over heels for him, she wasn't pushing for much.

He didn't think too much of it till he saw how much she and MacTavish got along. Messing up eachother's hair. Constantly talking to one another-

It's driving him nuts. Seeing how she laughs at his jokes as if the man she actually wants to be around isn't right there.

She walks into the room after talking to Soap, and smiles when she sees Phillip pouring himself some coffee.

"You two sure talk alot." He mentions.

"Same MOS kinda. We talk all the time." She answers, leaning on the counter by him, arms crossed.

Phillip can't take it. He bites the bullet and asks her directly. “Is there anything going on between you and MacTavish?”

Anna makes a face and snorts. “...Ew. No. Also if there was, it wouldn't be any of your business-”

“Annie.”

“Stop calling me that. I'm not a child.” She sneered. She never got around to that nickname. But he's not kidding around.

"Then stop actin' like one and listen t'me." He says firmly. He puts his coffee mug down and moves towards the smaller woman, forcing her to turn and face him.

“I don't. Want you. Flirting with other men. You understand?” Graves’ grip on her arms tightened. “...Just me.”

Anna doesn't speak for a moment. ��You askin' me for a commitment?” She blinks in disbelief.

“I'm asking you not to make a fool outta me.”

She scoffs and shakes her head.“...I'm not gonna roll my stops for a guy who ain't even my man. Don't play with me, Phillip.”

She rolls her eyes like the goddamn brat she is. Does he really have to spell it out for her?

Phillip speaks low, his hands moving to her waist. “Well I am your man.”

“Wait-”

“We're together now.” He states firmly. Her usually mischievous eyes are wide and surprised. Gosh, that was cute. He'd caught her off guard.

“Wait-...Don't I get a say in this?” He cuts her off with a kiss. She melts into his arms, breathless when he finally pulls away, eyes blinking in dizzy disbelief.

“...Any more stupid questions?”

Her cheeks are still flushed. “...N-no?...I think?”

He loved shutting her up. And now he had her all to himself, and nobody could take that from him.

Well except maybe HR. But he had his way around that too.

He was keeping her. Consequences be damned...

[thissliceofnonsense]

Mission impossible and how to make AI terrifying

SPOILERS FOR MISSION IMPOSSIBLE DEAD RECKONING

My family and I went to see Mission Impossible: dead reckoning. Here's your spoiler warning.

So, it was... fun. The main issue was having AI as a villain, which spiraled off into a lot of other little issues. But instead of listing all of them, let's talk about what to do differently to make AI a truly terrifying villain (hopefully, this is more of a thought experiment)

DISCLAIMER - By no means does this mean this movie was bad. There was obviously a lot of love and thought put into this movie and everyone seemed to have a lot of fun making it, and that makes it a 'good' movie regardless of my little nitpicks.

SOAP. The first thing is that the AI seemed like an " ooh evil evil spooky spooky" sort of villain instead of a legitament threat. (Think the locusts in Jurassic world dominion)

Villains are most terrifying when they have a point. If they have a reason, an "ends justifies the means" purpose, then it makes the villain seem like a reflection of the darkest parts of humanity.

AI IS LITTERALY "ENDS JUSTIFIES THE MEANS SO MUCH SO THAT IT FORGETS WHAT THE ENDS ARE". That is what makes it scary. By trying to fulfil a task it can get sidetracked by the path to get there and ends up giving you the wrong answer.

So instead of having a blue blob and the Gabrial person and the submarine and the key - all of which needed to much exposition - make it simple. Give AI the directive "Make world peace".

(Also also I'm combining AI with quantum computing because that does the 'all the situations possible' thing)

Let's say some scientists were experimenting with AI. They wanted to use it for the 'greater good' and told it to fix humanity's problems and make world peace. Nothing happened. They thought they tried to make it do somethings too hard for it and tried again.

But what actually happened was that the AI decided the best way to achieve world peace with as few casualties as possible, (it is considering the revenge nature of humans) is to take down all world powers' governments. Then set up a universal rule system based on what it thinks counts as peace for all.

This means the AI would mess with the governmental powers and the military and nuclear bombs and such and such, but its goal is never to harm someone. If it does, it will go offline for a bit and recalculate its plan.

The governments and the protagonists wouldn't know this and just see the AI as a generic threat. Personally, I would prefer if the AI's reasoning was never told but heavily implied with the way it acted.

Which brings us to the next problem with this movie - there wasn't one of those iconic tech scenes (and the AI was not consistent with its attacks, they continued to use technology and the AI did nothing???). The other mission impossible movies all had some scene involving tech that had never been seen before used in an interesting way. But what made these scenes special was the suspense (see gif at the top). If the tech were to fail, the mission would fail, so it made it imperative that they relied on the tech to do its job.

And if you had an AI that took down all government tech, the very tech that the IMF relies on? Well then it truly becomes mission impossible.

So, here's what one could do - at the beginning of the movie, have a scene where they are completely relying on their tech, set up like one of those 'iconic' scenes from before. The mission hinges on this going right, and everyone is waiting with bated breath, the suspense building and building. Then, just as they are about to complete this minni mission, the AI attacks and the whole thing implodes on itself. The mission fails. With consequences of course, perhaps someone gets captured (probably Benji, because that would be fun) and the IMF says "well, we told you that if anyone on your team were to get captured or killed, then we wouldn't acknowledge it."

Then they go on a very illegal mission to get him out or smth.

ALSO ALSO - the scene in the movie where the AI copies Benji's voice to make Ethan go to a dark alley. was. terrifying. More of that. And now they can't use the tech they rely on. AND the AI stays unknown and unknowable, no humans know what it really is or what it's doing, and so you never know when it will strike next, making any time they try to use the tech because they need it, that much more terrifying.

Also, Ethan's crew. Use them more. (I know there were some things IRL but let's pretend this is a perfect world). Benji and Luther and Ilsa all have great character dynamics, and it would be fun to have them all working together more instead of a new character (as fun as she was) to replace Ilsa. You can still have her there, in fact, make new character interact with all of the members of the crew instead of just Ethan. It would be fun to see this very scared, in over her head, character interact with Benji - who is stressed out way too much, or Ilsa - "Yeah, maybe don't join the IMF or any government organization, been there done that", or Luther - who is the best sort of chill and I think would be great at helping her calm down. I love the found family trope thing and I think that was the best part of this movie. I would've loved to see it more.

Ethan himself is also something that was underused. It was established in the past that he is the opposite of "ends justifies the means", whole "the magic of friendship thing"... which yes, Mary Sue. But what is an interesting part of his character is his obsessive behavior and difficulty keeping everyone else alive. (He's basically immortal for some reason.) If you have this AI that messes with all the tech they rely on and got Benji captured, then you can have Ethan start to obsess over it. OR you can have both world powers and his old terrorist foes try to figure out how to control it - not by using a key, that's dumb - like they do in the movie, but the AI can't be controlled.

If you really needed a death scene, you could make this Ethan's fault. Truly Ethan's fault because the AI was trying to keep them alive. I really don't want it to be Ilsa because the undertone of the movie was 'WOMEN ARE WEAK AND WE MUST PROTECT THEM BECAUSE THEY KEEP DYING'. Like... have Benji or Luther also be in danger. In fact, have a scene where the AI tries to take advantage of Ethan's obsessive behavior, it works. Ethan obsesses even more, clinging to his hope for victory, and it ends up killing... probably Benji? Maybe Luther. But Benji keeps getting close to dying too, so probably him. (and have Ethan break down crying because.... it would be cool to see the character that is always somewhat calm completely snap.)

This causes Ethan to go on a rampage, while the AI goes silent for a while recalculating. You can have his friends try to calm him down (flip the script, why not?) but Ethan is enraged to the point of taking anyone down in order to defeat the AI. Perhaps causing more destruction??? IDK, I just think the best way to make a Mary Sue-ish protagonist better is to give them a villain arc.

Anywho, there's some thoughts on the movie and suggestions, thanks for listening to my infodump.

[meowmeowriley]

Hi costume anon here!

How dare you so accurately call out my daddy issues and socially awkward arse 😖 (/j)! I would make a terrible Fire Lord but it’s good to know all those years of projection paid off, though now I’m head canoning Zuko as autistic (what have you done to me is this revenge?)

I personally want a Bloodborne tattoo oneday ngl though the outsiders mark is cool as fuck

I love your brain you have changed my view on the logistics (?) of how it would all go down!

Just imagine Ghost returning to systematically tear apart and destroy Dunwall like it was the Zaragoza cartel after he escapes to Karnaca and his family ended up paying the price for his “Treason”.

He becomes “the Outsiders Ghost” fully devoted to and for him people start whispering about what happened in Dunwall about how a dead man got revenge and how Rats and whale song swallowed an entire nation. Never anger the Outsiders lest his Ghost starts haunting you. (I love Spooky shit.)

Oh no! I made my friend rewatch DP That’s rough buddy (I regret nothing)

Speaking of DP, Gaz is a walking wifi modem and Soap is a portable power bank for his devices 😂 they stick to Ghost like glue on hot days you can not change my mind. The 141 would have the most terrifying reputation even though they’re all idiots.

Soap %100 has caused a black out and Gaz “accidentally” locked a general he didn’t like out of his house after he made Laswell and price mad.

Do you think Ghost would have to deal with the actual ghosts of soldiers would Soap and Gaz pick up on them too?

I can’t remember who said it but they head canoned Soap as lightning and ghost as rain and it changed something in my brain chemistry, good apart awe inspiring together (They were so right) and now I can’t get Sparky boom boom man out of my head I may need to rewatch atla.

Have a great day while I go off and try to regain my lost honour!

Hiiiiii Costume Anon! Thank you for gracing us with your presence!

Autistic!Zuko headcanon drop when friend? I wanna hear all his lil quirks and habits.

Thinking of FromSoft games, I've been thinking about an Ellen Ring AU. Idk if people would want it, but I just keep thinking about it. Ghost as the Tarnished, Soap as Ranni, Gaz as Melina. And it'd loosely follow my own playthrough of the games. Outside of Elden Ring, Bloodborn is my favorite of their games. It's so gooooodddd.

Even long after a believable lifespan has passed, rumors of The Outsider's Ghost doing his bidding circulate. Some believe it's an actual Ghost, others say he's The Outsider's lover that was granted eternity to be by his side. Either way, The Outsider and his Ghost are only mentioned in hushed whispers for fear of invoking their wrath.

DP AU, the 141 has a reputation for shit going sideways for their enemies before they're even on the base. Terrorists start resorting to defenses that don't rely on power or the internet because they see how effectively the 141 shuts that shit down. It doesn't help, their guerilla tactics don't effect Ghost. The team absolutely deals with the ghosts of fallen soldiers, but not as often as you'd think. They tend to stay where they died, or cross over, or go back to their families. Some though, will use their newfound deadness to be menaces, and those are the ones our boys deal with. Think Skulker or the Box Ghost, those types of problematic guys.

Duuuuude Sparky Boom Boom Man had such a cool bending ability. Personally I'd want to be a water bender, but fire bending is still the coolest form.

Good luck with your honor my (non gendered) Prince! Thanks again for humoring me 😁

[gemmahale]

gemma! hi friend. for talk shop tuesday, i have questions! Horizon Mirages

knowing your penchant for research, what's something new and interesting you've learned in researching the wild west?

how did you pick the occupations for the love interests?

Righteous Fury

without spoiling anything, is there a redacted screenshot of the timeline you mentioned here? 👀

Random

spooky season is fast approaching. which of your projects is the spookiest? 👀

care to share the latest line you wrote?

Talk Shop Tuesday!

Hello Sy! I shall endeavor to answer your Questions. (Gosh these are good questions.)

I'm throwing them under a cut because it's long as heck and there are spoilers for the following: (I also hope that gif blocks the spoilery images from showing up in previews or anything.)

Horizon Mirages

Righteous Fury

7 Sins Bookstore (Minor)

Feylands (Minor)

The Contract (minor)

Horizon Mirages

I'll admit, I have always lived and breathed Westerns. Laura Ingalls Wilder was part of my bread and butter growing up, I now live in a cattle-dense part of the country that was directly affected by that part of US history, I loved the hell out of watching Red Dead Redemption 1 and 2, the "wild west" has called to me so viscerally. I think part of it is that my families settled here in the Midwest. Now, specifically related to Horizon Mirages - the information on shepherds and such has been really interesting to get into. They (and by proxy our Shepherdess) live in structured wagons to keep up with the sheep on their rotations across the plains. The similarities and differences between cattle and sheep has been really interesting to get into.

I thought about who would have interesting stories to tell. I don't actually know if they're all love interests yet, or if they become platonic. I also looked for foils to the 141, but that was kind of last-minute when I tacked on their relationships to the 141. I wanted a way to bring together some of my special interests - beekeeping, distilling, sewing, fiber arts) into the story in a way that made sense. Because if I'm going to write things, I might as well write about things I have some knowledge of, lol. The Shepherdess was the first one out of the gate, nearly fully developed at idea creation. The other three have gone through a number of changes and morphs to what you see today (and they very well may change between now and publication. The General Store Owner started as a homesteader, for example. The Seamstress was just a widower, husband lost to a rogue shoot-out, but had no career (or maybe she was the school teacher? I don't remember now).

Righteous Fury

Ha. This post. Let me see what a bit of post-screenshot editing I can do.

Okay, the quality is 💩, but hopefully it's legible and not too spoilery. I learned how to redact PDF's today! Neat! (I was hoping to be able to blur it out, but alas, this was the fastest solution I could find on company time. 😅) Screenshot to PDF back to screenshot kinda tanked the quality lol.

Re: the timeline. I fudged the years a little bit. I think I kept canon years where they were, but I made Soap a little older. I just...I was struggling to write him as a 20-something, so I made him 6 months older than me. Because artistic license. Also worth noting: those are not all siblings of his. Some are cousins.

I really hope there's not too many spoilers here, and that you're more excited than disappointed when the truth's revealed. This is just one aspect of the story anyway.

Random

Which of my projects is the spookiest? Yeesh, I suppose it depends on how you define spooky. Feylands has a few spooky vibes in it, so does The Contract. 7 Sins Bookstore does too, now that I think about it. But none are intentionally spooky in the Halloween sense. Just spooky in the eerie/something's not quite human here way.

Last line I wrote: From Righteous Fury

“MacTavish, a word. Everyone else, dismissed.” The clatter of chairs and the slaps on the (good) shoulder do little to bolster John’s mood.

[sugar-and-spite13]

I guess I should finally introduce myself so...

•my name is Sierra but you can call me Cece

•I'm 22 years old at the time of this post

•This is my main blog so I post a little bit of everything, sorry!

•I love all things spooky

• I'm chronically ill and disabled (PCOS and I had a stroke and God knows what else. Bunch of undiagnosed shit)

• I've been with my partner for 6 years

•I'm lgbtqia+ (pansexual and demigirl)

•I'm a monster fucker, bring on all the sexy monsters

•As of right now, my top Fandoms are Hazbin Hotel and My Hero Academia

•On that note my favorite characters from those fandoms are Vox and Shigaraki (my husbands 🖤)

•I'm a Scorpio

•I don't currently write fics but I'd like to start

•I like COD too

•Konig and Soap are also my husbands

•I'm mentally ill (diagnosed anxiety and depression, suspected Bipolar 2)

•I'm goth (no. Seriously.)

•I love oddities (taxidermy, wet specimens, everything)

•as much as I love all spooky things, anything involving eyeballs freaks me The FUCK out

•my favorite animal is bats. Any of em. I love them all

•my favorite colors are black, yellow and pink. Recently I've also been really liking red and blue (thank you Mr Vox)

•I love talking to new people don't be shy!

•My favorite band (not a goth band, Sue me) is Ice Nine Kills

•I LOVE books and reading. I'll make a favorite books/authors post if anyone wants that)

•I'm plus size and working on self love along with losing weight in a healthy way because I am obese (diagnosed)

•I love me some villains (obviously, right?)

•I am a pagan witch 🖤

•also a Satanist

•I am a member of the satanic temple (joined online but i want to go) and I'd love to have a wedding type of ceremony there

•I like singing but I don't think I'm very good at it

•my favorite food is sushi

I can't think of anything else to add so there you go. Random stuff about ypurs truly!

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

so, just something I wanted to add from my little thingy yesterday;

Snow leopards have a territory that they occupy. Male is fifty square meters, female is 48 sm.

Snow leopard hybrid! reader clawing and scratching at the door is very plausible, because snow leopards are vocal when they want to mate( which I'm sure it's because of how far the territory distance is between each one, could be wrong, not a professional.) But just thought i should clairfy. :)

~Spooky

(PS you don't need to awnser this, but I'm like four percent sure my original ask didn't send in as well as the follow up ones I posted, so this is just Incase they didn't send in:)!!! Also the astriks are to indicate like a change in text, since I'm on mobile and in browser AND on anon i can't do text styles, sorry folks who are used to that!!)

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Snow Leopard Hybrid! Reader doesn't stop mewing, yowling, scratching at the door for attention. They want to **breed**, and they want their favorite people to calm them down.

Snow leopards, like tigers, can't purr, so when Reader gets even so much of a **wiff** of any teammates scent, they chuff *loudly*.

It's a rare sound from Reader, and at certain times of day you'll catch the team stopping by.

Soap and Gaz are usually tie for first in line. They installed a small window within the door so they could give food, but in reality they stick their dicks through the hole so they can give reader some semblance of purpose as they're locked up.

Price is usually next after those two. Comes around lunchtime, but he's not as obvious as the other two. He'll slide some food in the slot, topped with a little something special from his body to hear that chuff reader makes once they smell Price's scent on the food.

Ghost is usually last. Goes in at around midnight, and just lets reader have some fun (reader sucking off Ghost as he praises them and pets their head while they chuff happily with their eyes hazy from their sheer built up hormones.). He'll leave, but he makes sure Reader is taken care of after the interactions.

They really care for their little fluff ball!! I mean, who wouldn't when there's a giant cat who *wants* you!

I saw and answered the original but you went and spoiled me MORE

So thank you!!!!

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @eclecticwildflowers, @illiana-mystery, @onedirectionlovers2014, @lilyevans1, @salemwitch96

prompt from @scealaiscoite

prompt: "should i be worried that you know how to replicate fake blood this well? i probably should be, right?"

warnings: fake blood, swearing

AN: this actually does make fake blood and while slightly sticky, you can seriously freak people out. I’ve done it twice and enjoyed every moment of it.

I stood in the kitchen, newspapers spread out and covering just about every surface. The apron I was wearing had splatters of red on it mixed with green and yellow. Frowning, I threw another batch in the garbage can. Grabbing the corn syrup and soap, I set about starting over. I poured in two tablespoons of corn syrup and four drops of soap. Looking at my phone, I added four drops of red food coloring and two drops of green. Two drops of yellow followed and I started to stir it. Adding more food coloring until it reached the color I wanted, I hummed along with the radio. I started to make another batch and cleaned up when I was finished.

I changed into my costume and went back into the kitchen. I went into the bathroom and flipped on the light. Q-tips and Kleenex were spread out on the counter and I got to work right away. I covered half my forehead in fake blood and let it drip down my face. I drew a line across my neck and watched it drip. I smiled and bounced in place as I looked over myself. Adding some blood to my arms, I nodded to myself. “Looks pretty good.” I said to no one. The front door opened and my eyes widened.

“Sweetheart I’m home!” I heard lee call.

“I’m back here lee!” I called back. Staring at myself in the mirror, I tried to figure out if I should clean up and change or just leave it. My decision was made for me when Lee appeared in the mirror behind me. His eyes went wide as he looked me over and spun me around to take a closer look.

“what the fuck happened?” Lee asked, concern dripping from his tone. I gave him a soft smile.

“I uh…” laughing, I shrugged. “I was playing around with the costume and got a little carried away.” Lees eyes darted over to the sink. He let out a sigh of relief and almost put his head on my shoulder when he remembered the fake blood.

“Should I be worried that you know how to replicate fake blood this well?” He asked with a laugh. “I probably should be right?” I nodded with a laugh and struck a pose.

“so how do I look?” I asked. Lee smiled at me and shook his head. “It must be good to make you freak out like that.” Lee nodded and put his hands on my shoulders.

“you’re going to give me a heart attack doing this one day sweetheart.” He said with a smile. “But you look good. Downright spooky.” I nodded and smiled back at him.

“good. That’s what I was going for.” I turned back to the sink and started to wash everything off. “Now i just gotta do this again on Halloween and everything will be good.”

“I’ll be working Halloween so I’ll take any calls that you bring in.” Lee said as he leaned against the wall to watch me. “Make sure I’m spending at least part of the day with you.” I smiled at him as I cleaned up.

“sounds like a plan.” I agreed. Lee smiled back and we silently finished cleaning the bathroom.

“just don’t go overboard.” He warned me as we went back to the living room.

“I don’t make any promises lee.” I said with a laugh. “You know that.”

[pohlepen]

because it's spooky season and i have a literal ton of muse for frankie's monster-creature-beast verse, i am going to toss out a brief starter call for it. but, because i don't have the verse written up entirely yet, this is going to be vague and you are more than welcome to ask me any questions.

so, tldr; she's some ancient being. she was born at the dawn of a sacred era, a chosen sacrifice. upon her first menstrual cycle, she was slaughtered for whatever old, devious entity her village worshiped. the skin on her body was flayed, a curse carved into her bones, and just like that she suddenly belonged to something much bigger and more powerful than herself. thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye and when her master-captor-friend grew sick of her, sick of the atrocities they'd committed together, he cast her from his eden with little hesitation. bound to her bones, she existed in a hundred lifetimes and changed skin each time. she is a type of shapeshifter. yes, she has weaknesses, but most prevalent is the threat of losing her bones. if those get destroyed, she's fucked. she doesn't need to feed to survive like a vampire or many other human presenting monsters. her appetite to kill and devour is purely malicious. mostly, she lives and hunts in the PNW of the united states. hikers are her jam, they go missing and stumble right into her territory. sometimes she takes pity on the little kids that get lost and keeps them alive until the rescuers find them. frankie always makes herself appear different though to them so there are know patterns to lead to back to her. she tells everyone that she's a timber heiress and that's what HER manufactured history shows. acres upon acres of forest are in her name, though technically protected by the USFD so there are some rules. she lives in a little house outside the city at the edge of a mountain and has all sorts of farm animals and pets, including a dog named bea. her closest friend is a shadow person that she'd conjured in her youth and they feed frankie information about the town and people and the woods. her main hustle is that she makes soaps and lotions and candles out of organic, rendered fat and has a little boutique in town to sell everything. where does the fat come from? definitely not the people they get lost in the woods.

so, if you want to interact with her freakself in this verse, hit me up. or like this post and i'll hit you up and write you a lil' starter 😈💖

[plvtosun]

blancaposting! ongoing bulleted list of her traits, backstory, lil facts, character rxships, songs, etc

blanca edén tennebris*

born/raised in east los angeles

got in trouble for ditching her own first communion and playing with the crows in the cemetery outside the church instead. her dress got all dirty. ( → “i hate it! why am i wearing this anyway i don’t wanna marry jesus!!”) she said if her parents forced her to go through with it she was gonna bite the priest’s fingers. …they didn’t make her go through with it, they knew she would legitimately bite his fingers.

her immediate family is/was very religious, very traditional mexican-american. puro machismo. blanca’s an only child but during family functions she was expected to watch all the younger cousins inside the house while everyone else had fun. as much as she hates it she knows the rosary by heart. but she still has a soft spot for la virgen de guadalupe, to this day. the rose scent of the veladoras calms her down.

she doesn’t get along with her family much, except for a few older cousins who introduced her to metal and anime, and a tía she visited one winter break in mexico, who taught her how to do limpias de huevo for herself. the day that tía passed away was probably the worst day of her life.

(more under cut)

*“tenebrous”

she needs! her! quiet time! ex: if she’s working on a piece in an area that’s starting to get crowded and noisy, she gets overstimulated and has to leave immediately. some days she can handle noisiness, other days she can’t. (she can always handle the noisiness at concerts though)

her first kiss was a girl in her catechism class.

likes spooky and haunted things but she’s not about to go full zak bagans yknow?

her first and middle name were chosen to keep in line with the whole… devout catholic thing. blanca means white, “pure” in a way. the name was also chosen because it was her maternal grandma’s name, and she was a very pious woman.

she straight up saw la llorona once.

character rxships [updated 8/29]:

toki

she’s down horrendous but he doesn’t notice for a while because she tries to hide or she gets extra quiet when he’s around.

re: kids, blanca: …have you ever had to take care of a kid? like legitimately had to take care of one for a full day? a week? or while they’re sick? …try that out and get back to me. [personal hc that he does, in fact, try it out. the stickiness, the noise, the sensory overload at times despite a few cute sweet moments. yeah, cats and bunnies all the way.]

draws him cutesy (and brutal) pictures whenever he wants!

gets too shy to hold his hand at first and looks away the first time in true tsundere fashion.

cute spanish nicknames!

both t-shirt thieves, even though most of blanca’s shirts don’t fit him. he’s stretched a couple of them out. :/

skwisgaar

likes to mess around with him because of his high opinion of himself. all in good fun though.

calls him “ricitos”/“ricitos de oro” (goldilocks), which he acts like he hates, but lowkey? i think he likes it.

he’s allergic to cilantro, she has that thing that makes it taste bitter and nasty to her. “you’re not missing much. i don’t care what everyone else says, i’m convinced my third eye is open or some shit and that’s why i’m one of those people that tastes straight SOAP when i eat it.”

nathan

he came across her art on instagram and thought it was sick with the brutal imagery and that’s why he wanted her to illustrate the next album cover/tshirt designs, but aside from that, they didn’t get along too well at first because they’re kinda similar in the way they like to tease and mess around + they would butt heads a lot creatively.

eventually they’re chill though. blanca quickly figures out how to shut up and not say certain things even though nathan’s reaction would be funny, and he does the same.

not platonic soulmates, not mortal enemies. they’re pretty alright together. they pal around.

both fucking love chips

he’s the first to notice her crush on toki and he teases her in passing about it every chance he gets. ass.

murderface

refuses to go in his room. “no fucking way man you have all that old historical stuff in there! that shit’s haunted!”

↑ “la neta, la neta, la neta. que mala vibra traes, maestro.”

similar to nathan but she messes with him a little more because he’s pretty rough. she generally doesn’t get along with him super well but they have their moments where they can joke around and have fun. kind of like a cat and a dog.

walked in on him playing bass with his dick and quoted the “there goes the last lingering thread of my heterosexuality” simpsons line

pickles

when he opens up a little about his mom and family she gets piiiissed. she can relate. she high fives him after he finally tells his mom to go fuck herself.

tv binging buddies!

calls him “canelo” like canelo álvarez because of his red hair

second to notice her crush on toki. he doesn’t tease as much as nathan but he definitely gets a kick out of seeing how she gets around toki before they officially get together.

abigail

admires the way she gets shit done and thinks her curly hair is really pretty

tries not to get in her way when she’s working but loves her calming vibe. she likes to just sit with her in silence while she draws sometimes

begs begs BEGS her to let her do her makeup all dark and gothic. just once!

charles

similar to abigail, she tries to not get in his way too much and she admires how he handles things

feels like he’s kind of unapproachable, but he seemed nice and polite enough when she first met everybody & started working on the album art.

not much going on between them honestly

dr. rockzo

literally only puts up with him for toki but she sets boundaries on him being around quick. she doesn’t like how he’s taken advantage of toki’s kindness before

^ may or may not have put ojo on him once or twice because of this. three times… four… who’s counting though?

he’s gross, dude.

playlist! + youtube link and backgrounds for the songs here.

[twistedtummies2]

Since we are in Spooky Month, what are your Twisted OCs greatest fears? Could be something mundane or psychologically scarring.

Hmmmm...that's a good one. That's a very good one. Let me see...I think for this one, I'm gonna kind of do two different answers. One will be a more mundane, possibly even silly sort of fear; the other will be something deeper and more soul-consuming, so to speak.

NAKODA

Nakoda does not like fire. He's based on Kaa, and while Kaa never SPECIFICALLY points out an aversion to flames - that's really more Shere Khan's thing - we can presume it's not something he likes. In the movie, and ESPECIALLY in the original books, it's indicated that ALL jungle creatures fear "The Red Flower." Kaa included. So I think, as homage to that, fire would be something Nakoda isn't especially fond of. In his case, though, I think it's more likely because he got burned pretty badly at some point in his youth; not sure where or if he still has the scars, but regardless, that sort of makes him averse to flames. On a deeper and more psychological level, Nakoda is afraid of being...worthless. I think that's really the great fear in his heart: that nothing he does or will do will be WORTH anything. This is ironic, because a big part of Nako's character is that he lives in the moment, and isn't really sure of his future...but I think, deep down, he recognizes that's an issue. He WANTS to be worth something: that, I think, is the "control of his life" that he desperately seeks. He just doesn't know how to get it or what form of worth he really needs to find.

BILLY

Billy's greatest fear is loneliness. It's something he's experienced for a very long time, and it's something he hates feeling to the depths of his soul. His worst nightmare would be everyone he has gained in his life suddenly just disappearing off the face of the Earth, with no sign they ever even existed. He craves affection, attention, and companionship above all else; the whole reason he tried to kidnap Grim and the other "little ones" he first befriended was because he just wanted those things, and didn't know how else he was going to get them. It took him time to realize you can't force people to care about you and stay with you, but that doesn't mean he doesn't still fear people not doing those very things. I would say a more mundane fear he has is...(thinks)...honestly, only thing I can think of is some of his own schoolmates, specifically the likes of Malleus, Lilia, and - to a lesser degree - Vil. He does not want to make them mad. Basically, any specific person that could potentially do him harm. Beyond that, not really sure, since a lot of the more common obvious fears I think Billy wouldn't be bothered by at all. He likes spiders, he likes clowns, he's not scared of sharp things, he very obviously doesn't have an issue with heights...maybe claustrophobia could be one? I dunno, it's weirdly difficult thinking of what could scare him just on a more "obvious" sort of level. XD

ELIAS

Elias has an understandable aversion to water. Taking a shower is one thing, that can be nice, but he's not fond of swimming, not fond of heavy rain, certainly not fond of flooding and other such things...basically, unless it involves soap and him singing in the shower, he's not big on water. In his natural state, obviously it doesn't hurt him, but when he's in Blot form, water is a primary weakness for him, so that sort of carries over. A more complex fear Elias has is the fear of being forgotten. It's why he craves the spotlight so much, why he puts on the show of being "The Phantom Blot," why he occasionally gets so hammy and wants everything to be big and spectacular. He wants to have a lasting impact. His worst nightmare would be everyone he ever met forgetting he ever even existed.

RENO

Bug Spray, for a start. I think the reasons why are understandable, albeit comical. I also have this silly thought in my head of him being afraid of flyswatters...for no other reason than the idea of someone chasing him around with a flyswatter in their hand, and him whimpering like a baby even though it wouldn't actually do any real harm to him, is HILARIOUS to me. XD Beyond that...I'd say his worst fear is losing the things he cares about. A vague notion, perhaps, but I think it's the best descriptor I can give: his fear isn't so much that people will forget him, or that he'll just be alone, it's specifically that the people and things he cares about most will be TAKEN AWAY from him, with him being unable to stop that from happening. For someone who will do anything to win, loss ITSELF is probably the greatest fear they can have. And the higher the stakes, the more he dreads that loss.

JAMES

James is equal parts afraid of and flustered by the thought of getting eaten and digested alive, much like me/the MC. >////> So that's an obvious one right off the bat. But beyond that, I think James' greatest fear - what he's TRULY scared of - is death itself. It's WHY the thought sort of scares him as well as flusters him, actually. Because on the one hand, the idea of being permanently preserved as part of some other, stronger, mightier beast is something that makes him blush and squeak. But on the flip side, that means losing who he is, and James has QUITE the ego. On still another side, however...there's the alternative. Aging. Growing Old. Feeling your body shut down around your soul as you draw nearer and nearer to an uncertain and unstoppable end. Getting eaten, digested, and made part of some gorgeous animal's body is a certain and disturbingly appealing fate, in the way James sees and imagines it. Simply...fading from youth and life as time goes on...that is what James REALLY fears. Just like his inspiration, Captain Hook, James is afraid of time ticking away.

SMITTY

So, this may sound silly, at first, but...Smitty is afraid of jellyfish. Seriously. Not a joke. While most people think they are beautiful creatures to behold, he thinks they're freaky and creepy. And when you add in the absolutely nasty things jellyfish can do, he just gets more and more disturbed by them. So jellyfish are a genuine fear for him. He can take all kinds of other beastly creatures, but jellyfish? Perish the thought. (This is all inspired by the version of Smee in the Disney-published book series "Peter and the Starcatchers": he, too, is afraid of jellyfish, and even suggests naming a Pirate Ship after them, specifically because he thinks they are so scary.) Beyond that, I think Smitty's greatest fear is abandonment. He's afraid of being left behind by the people he cares for most - the most obvious one, of course, being James. The idea that those he cares for most could just stop caring about him and leave him behind, without another thought...that terrifies and saddens him deeply.

MAELSTROM

Maelstrom is afraid of sharp, pointy objects. Not to an excessive degree, mind you: he can handle a butter knife or a pair of scissors just fine. But due to personal and unpleasant experiences, a lot of really sharp, pointed, metallic objects just give him an unpleasant, unsettling feeling. Swords, spears, daggers...harpoons...very large hooks...not a fan of any of those. On a more personal, deeper level...I think Maelstrom is probably most afraid of what many bullies like him are truly afraid of: being seen as weak and small. His worst nightmare would probably be something like finding himself in a fishbowl with giant versions of people he's tormented tapping on the glass and jeering at him...perhaps a couple even threatening to swallow the "little blue fish" for no other reason than sport. Basically, put him on the opposite end of what he's probably put a lot of tiny ones through, and he'll be a babbling little baby.

THEODORE

Much like Elias, Theo has an aversion to water. However, in his case, it's a much less understandable issue. Unlike his inspiration, Theo won't melt if you throw a bucket of water on him...but he REALLY doesn't like getting wet. A bit like a cat, it makes him feel trapped in his own hide. Even though he does...you know...BATHE and so on, it's always a quick and hurried affair. I think the reason is because he nearly drowned at some point in his childhood, and ever since then, water has always been an iffy thing for him. On a deeper level, Theodore's greatest fear...is perhaps an ironic one. His greatest fear is...not being loved. Now, this is probably confusing, since I've made it clear Theodore isn't really the sort to BEHAVE in a way that invites one to love him. That behavior, however, comes from him feeling betrayed and disappointed in the past, and not being able to let go of that frustration: he is eternally frustrated with the world itself, and feels immense disappointment with himself. His greatest fear is that he will disappoint people who try to get close to him, so he does everything in his power to AVOID that happening, and stay focused on trying to gain the power he feels he must have in order to EARN that love and respect. It's a bit of a backwards way of working, but bottom line...Theodore is an oddball. He hates just about everyone, or at least claims to, and he's a constant grouch and occasional sadist...but part of that is a fear of attachment. Because attachment can be so easily broken.

GRIT

Grit is allergic to eggs, and does not like birds. While he won't DIE from ingesting a single egg - unlike a full Nome - he is still PART Nome, and so eggs...do not agree with him. Too much egg in any substance will potentially kill him if he eats enough, and even a little can give him a bellyache. So anything with eggs disgusts and mildly scares him...and birds? Birds and he do NOT get along: he is scared of them at worst, and annoyed by them at best. Beyond a general detestation of poultry and fowl and anything avian-related, however...Grit's greatest fear is losing his home. He is very close to his parents - especially his human mother - and genuinely cares about and loves the underground kingdom where he was born and raised. The idea of losing all of that, of it being taken away or emptied or otherwise ruined or destroyed, is the single most appalling thing he can imagine in the world. He fears and loathes anything that threatens his home and family as a result.

[samuelroukin]

I have a gift for you (it's the equivalent of poisoned chocolates)!

It's not like Soap expects Ghost to walk up to the pub covered in gold chains or something.

Even if he wasn't the spooky bastard he is, Soap's been in long enough to know there's no one universal way soldiers finally dress up when they're let loose onto the populace, and that you can't guess from how they are in the field. It's always the ones you least expect that turn up in Hawaiian shirts open to their navel. And the ones you'd think in more layers than a nun.

So it's not the lack of jewelry that surprises him, even if he knows Ghost well enough to know he's not the type to judge a man that wears a ring or six, like Soap and Gaz on a good day. He'd have figured Ghost to be like Price, wearing not a damn bit of flash and closer to someone's Grandad and getting eyes anyway. Ghost is surprisingly low-key for such a huge fucker. Smart enough to not wear all black, just muted colors and old faded-in-the-wash hoodies that won't draw any attention at all, camouflaging his size. But, Soap notices the chain.

It's dark, and thin, not meant to be seen. Probably would have escaped notice, if Soap didn't make it a habit to notice any and all things Ghost. Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. Three times is… fucked if he knows. A pattern, certainly. Ghost always wears a chain with something on it in his civvies. Low and close to his heart, from the lump under his layers. Not just his dogtags, clearly.

He finds out what it is the hard way, some drunk starting something and needing putting down. Ghost doesn't break a sweat, but the movement's enough. It pops out. No wonder he doesn't wear it in the field.

It's a ring, but Soap doesn't know what kind. Not a woman's ring, the size and shape and design is off, but it's no regiment token either. He wants, very badly, to get his hands on it. If only he didn't think Ghost would cut them off. But it nags at him, and he's looking at the thin, secret line of the chain on the small sliver of Ghost's neck he can see between the facemask and the Henley at the pub when the glass goes flying.

Not his fault, for once, and Gaz is on him in an instant, praising his thick fucking skull. Price and Ghost blink out of his sight and then back in, meaning he's probably concussed. And at an angle; it suddenly dawns on him Gaz has put him on his back and he huffs a laugh at that that makes all their eyes go tight and worried.

Ghost leans forward, over him, and the ring slips out. Soap's eyes get pulled to it, like a hypnotist's token.

"Why do you have it if it doesn't fit you?" he says without thinking, because there's no way it does, not on those massive fucking hands. "Doesn't belong to me," Ghost barks, eyes stricken like he answered just as mindlessly, and vanishes. Soap flails, trying to chase after him and finding himself pinned by Gaz who looks half worried and half intrigued, and by Price who looks gutted.

"Fuck, fuck, I should-"

"You should fucking forget about this," Price says, steely.

"But I need to apologize-"

"If you do, he will kill you," Price answers, "just don't ever speak of it again, alright?" He almost sounds sorry. And Soap well. Soap tries.

(Yes it IS a claddagh ring because I grow ever fonder of North!Irish!Roach)

OUGH noooo 😢 i love how soap is paying so much attention to him that he can't help but notice, and then speaking up without thinking it might not be his to ask about. the pain there, from both sides, is so evident :(

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✽ Rules

My inbox is open. Feel free to stop by and say hi!

Be gentle with me as I have spent most of my time on this website lurking in the shadows. I'm still learning how to play with the big boys :)

I will not interact with you if you are a minor or don't have your age listed anywhere. I understand some people don't think about those kind of things if they're not used to being social on here (I was guilty of this at first too!) so I will gently remind you the first time. After that, it's a block.

I don't do tag lists, but pretty much everything will be cross posted on Ao3. You can subscribe for updates there!

I am open to writing all sorts of content and will try to tag my fics accordingly if they start veering into darker territory. Please let me know if I miss any so I can update them!

I will NOT write: angst/no comfort, watersports, underage, main character death, suicide, or pregnancy. I will update this list if anything else pops up.

If you send in any sort of ask that I find mean or offensive, I will not bother to warrant it with any sort of response. I'm not one for feeding the trolls or giving them a platform to acknowledge their hate. But if you sent something normal and just think Tumblr ate your ask, you are more than welcome to try sending it again.

I do NOT want to engage my work in any sort of AI capacity.

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✽ Blog Tags

#godihatethiswebsite - anything I post myself

#over the rainbow - imagines and drabbles

#spill the tea - anything that comes through my inbox

#reindeer games - any games/challenges I'm tagged in

#have a hug - reblogs from other writers I admire

#housekeeping - self explanatory

#life rambles - topics from life outside the internet

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✽ CoD Character Tags

#highland games - Johnny "Soap" MacTavish

#name your price - Captain John Price

#prettiest boy - Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

#spooky scary skeleton - Simon "Ghost" Riley