#answered ― the sergeant.

[majinbangus]

Deeply curious about the conversation Soap and Ghost had before introducing Ghost as your guard dog. is this a regular part of their dynamic and they both missed it after soap got with you? Was it a forgone conclusion? Did one of them have to talk the other around to it? Lowkey (highkey) obsessed with this concept

i really love this ask -> more here

So before Soap brought Ghost home to you, Soap and Ghost didn't really have that 'owner/pet' dynamic, but the behavior was still there, kinda, if that makes sense?

Like, Ghost is always watching Soap's back and protecting him from something or someone, or he's standing back as the 'scary one' until Soap hands him the reigns while they're interrogating someone. Ghost is willing to follow Soap's lead, trusting the sergeant's judgments/plans/decisions, and he'll be there to 'save his arse' when he needs saving. That's a tacit understanding between them, and Soap knows that he can always count on Ghost to back him up.

This behavior does eventually leak into their day to day lives once they get more comfortable with each other, but it's not fully realized until much later. The epiphany only hits while he's on a mission. The one right before Soap was planning on telling you he'll compromise on getting a dog. He'd been thinking about how much you wanted one, and thought getting one of the retired military dogs would be a good compromise, albeit he was still extremely on the fence, even though he's worked alongside those dogs and the trainers before.

But while that was in the back of his head during the mission, Ghost told Soap to tell him when he had a clear shot of an enemy because he was in a shit position, and when Soap told Ghost to 'wait' and when to 'drop, 'em', that's when the lightbulb went off and Soap began reminiscing and noting every time Ghost behaved similarly to a dog, protective yet ready to defend- to bite. He listened to Soap's cues and body language, stepping in whenever needed.

Soap couldn't stop thinking about it. Ghost and his sweet lass. He didn't mind sharing, the match would be perfect. Ghost fit all the qualities Soap wanted your guard dog to have, and you would have a dog just like you wanted!

When he brought it up to Ghost, it doesn't take much to convince him to get on board with it. The man's interest was piqued. Soap was asking him to be a dog. Your dog. He already liked you, thought you were a pretty thing, and he was always willing to go along with what Soap wanted. He didn't mind embracing an owner/pet dynamic with you and to another extent, Soap. You wanted a dog and that's what Soap was asking him to be, so that's what he would do.

He'd have to figure things out with his military service, but that could be settled later. Soap told him he still had to tell you about the compromise, but once that was done, he'd be taking Ghost home with him. And once he did, as expected, Ghost took to the role as your guard dog swimmingly.

(Soap knew he made the right decision when Ghost barked for you, the new collar hanging prettily on his neck. He knew this wasn't what you were expecting, but you would learn to love your new dog, and Soap would be there to teach you everything you needed to know how to care for him too.)

[emmster]

So seeing that Glint sings to Crow a lot of people have apply that to other Ghosts and have it be something they all do. Do you think Roach and Solas would sing to Ghost and Soap? Or hum? Or do you think they’d do something else that would help them sleep or vice versa?

Roach acts like a cat and sleep on Ghost.

Solas and Soap both sing to each other. Especially when on solo missions. Usually some random pop song that Soap remembers randomly.

If one of them starts the other one joins in. Ghost gets annoyed by it when they’re on mission together.

[dirtyvulture]

sergeant beef having scratches all over their back & it’s really just because they were an idiot and fell on some rocky place and slid down but nat would see and get so mad lol

Omg I love this, anon. Sergeant Beef is such a himbo. 😭

I wrote a short little scene because I couldn't help myself lol.

"Let me hop into the shower really quick and then we can watch a movie," you tell Natasha, pulling your shirt over your head and pausing when you hear her gasp.

"What are those?" she asks, tracing her fingers down your back.

"Huh?" You try to crane your neck to see what she's point at. "Oh. I took the recruits out to the hamster wheel this morning," you say, referencing the infamous trail where recruits ran for hours up and down the side of a mountain. "I tripped over a snake hole and fell on some rocks."

Natasha stares at you and you know she doesn't believe you.

"Seriously!" you emphasize. "Ask Wilson, he wouldn't stop laughing at me." She continues to look unpersuaded. "Please, you know I'm not seeing anyone but you." You open your arms for a hug but Natasha remains stiff even when you press her against your chest.

"Come join me in the shower and I'll show you I'm still yours?" you ask, and that's finally enough to crack a smile.

"Just don't slip on the soap like you did last time," she teases.

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AN: They're so cute. 🥺

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

Hello. I'm a new follower.

I wonder if you could list all of Charlotte's nicknames? There seems to be a bunch! And how did Charlotte comes to terms with the nick "Jade" in the military? Perhaps there is a backstop behind it? (Considering most callsigns tend to have backstory)

Hello there! 👋

To clear things up, Jade is not a military personnel. She's not a soldier! She didn't go to the army or SAS or any of the formal military route.

She's an MI6 field agent. And her nickname/callsign doesn't really have a backstory/silly origin like the military gives to soldiers. Her callsign came from a special division inside MI6 called "Jewels" where the members are assigned callsigns based on names of gemstones.

Charlotte's adoptive parents used to belong in the same group! Her mother had the callsign 'Ruby' and her father had the callsign 'Garnet'.

Thank you for asking!

[i-am-adequate]

Drew this quick, tiny 2 inch sketch of Maggie this evening just for funsies... Who should I draw next?

Also, which side characters do you think will return for season 3? Or will we see the same faces in different roles again? 🤔

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

The conversation in the brief room after Kyle sprinted stepped out must’ve been soo juicy! They were totes gossiping over mr erratic loverboy 🤭💅🏼

Laswell was about to light a cigarette and put her head in her hands, lmao.

[fabuloustrash05]

Mona lisa 🤝 Calhoun (from wreck it ralph): Being warriors/soldiers and ending up with men with a big high difference

Raphael 🤝 Fix-It-Felix

Short kings who love their tall badass military wives

[hunters-heathen]

Madam, can I interest you in a discussion about Hunter in season 3 bc your mention of him as a very 'Joel Miller' type character has triggered so many thoughts omg

AH YES let’s absolutely talk about this 😏

I know so many other people who have compared Hunter to Joel so I definitely don’t take credit for the originality, but I just see so much Feral Dad™️ Energy in him this season, and I was HERE 👏🏻 FOR 👏🏻 IT 👏🏻

He’s just so brutal in season 3. So determined. So focused. He & the squad worked so hard for so long to try and find Omega, and to lose her yet again seemed to just flip a switch in him. I wish his reaction to her being taken by the Empire was a little different than what we got, but I am glad he didn’t spend any time blaming Crosshair for what happened.

This flip in his attitude is so visible in other places though, especially in Episode 13: Into The Breach. The whole ending scene with Rampart demanding he abort the mission, and that isolated, confident “negative” from Hunter in his lower register of tone was so brilliant. The brain rot I have from seeing so many edits of this scene is unreal 😵‍💫

Then we reach the finale… Hunter’s determination was indestructible this episode. This man gets tortured and is held under brutal conditions and still manages to a) get up, b) successfully kill the CX trooper(s), AND he then chases after Hemlock with Crosshair. There is also no hesitation or mercy with Hunter; Scorch faces a brutal end, which makes me sad for the Delta Squad, but moving into Hemlock’s death almost directly after was so rewarding.

Also I have a single photo to contribute to my main thoughts about this conversation right now

DJDJDJDJDN WET HAIR HUNTERRRRRR

LOOK at him. Look at his expression. That stone cold, calculating gaze that silently promises Hemlock the death Hunter warned him about just minutes before in the episode.

In short: he’s brutal. He’s determined. He’s merciless. He will literally not stop pushing forward until his daughter is returned safely to him and the threat has been neutralized.

Sergeant Hunter, everyone 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

[floofyroro]

You know that Touchtank song by Quinnie?

That has Hunter written alllll over it

[wishfuldivine]

No because literally what is their issue with Gaz (we know the issue)

You have two characters who show up in passing, the entire rest of the squad, but not the character that you play as for almost half of the campaign??? It’s awful behaviour and there’s frankly no good reasoning behind it. Wish there was something to be done about it because irregardless of the amount of complaints they get, they’re not going to do anything. Calling it rn that Gaz is the next character they kill off.

Love Activision and their propaganda game they’re just so 👍

I don't even want to go there. But the fact that they leave him out as if he's a side character is actually disgusting. How is he not important? YOU PLAY HIM IN MW19 and HAVE AN AWESOME SCENE ON MW2 WHEN HE'S HANGING FROM A FUCKING ROPE. Literally the best scene in the games and you mean to tell me that he gets no skins, merch, not in promos, etc?

I have a feeling that there's a certain pattern with it. And it's not a very good one. They're not being subtle either. The thing that frustrates me even MORE is the fact that Elliot Knight KNOWS about the misuse of Gaz and Activison more than likely has taken notice to this yet do NOTHING.

I'M LEGIT SICK AND TIRED OF IT. GAZ DESERVES BETTER. And if they kill him in the next MW, I won't be fucking surprised anymore.

[danibee33]

https://youtube.com/shorts/-bvNKbuongQ?si=PZ2EyapSWtrgkflh

Which one of the guys would act like this?

first of all, i love this and i giggled, so thank you♥️

& to answer your question:

hear me out… Johnny. my mans can get shot, stabbed, beat up- you name it, and he’ll get up ready for more.

bring out a needle though? immediately no, immediately no.

[youredyingthatsallthereis]

Soap for the character ask game?

EEEEE thank you!!!!! so for this i'm going to focus specifically on captain 🧼 mactavish from MW2/MW3:

✨how I feel about this character✨

i'm sure its no surprise but i am a big fan of captain mactavish 🧼 i definitely ????? at the abrupt jump from him being a sergeant in MW to him being a captain in MW2 because in terms of actual military structure thats...insane in a 5 year time span (which is the canonical amount of time between the MW and MW2 campaigns) BUT! 1. that was infinity ward's doing, not soap himself and 2. its a video game franchise and hes sexy and cool so i know it really doesnt matter <3 i do also appreciate his more stern attitude and obvious focus on getting things done and being efficient about it (i have played cliffhanger soooooo many times just because i love his dialogue so much because it is an excellent example of this, that and the gulag just HRGHHH)

✨all the people I ship romantically with this character✨

just ghost and roach :3 i love soapghostroach (my forever OT3), soaproach, and soapghost (and roachghost but this post is about soap lol)

✨my non-romantic OTP for this character✨

nikolai! in addition to all the events of the games, the additional trauma bond they would have from the very ending of MW2 when he saves them after shepherds betrayal when soap is so near death and nik swoops in to save his life? i think the two of them would be very close friends c: i like to imagine that they send each other holiday & birthday gifts/cards and stuff like that even if they dont always spend lots of time together on a regular basis, but they're still very important to each other. that kinda friendship <3

✨my unpopular opinion about this character✨

honestly i dont know if i really have any unpopular opinions about him. i do very firmly headcanon him as being mixed (specifically to me hes scottish & puerto rican) and transgender, but thats more just headcanons

✨one thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon✨

this probably sounds silly and i know i just said it doesnt matter but the only thing i ever get hung up on about with him is his rank thing. i wish that in in CoD 4: MW they had either started him off as a lieutenant (the actual rank under captain) or had him just be a staff sergeant (the actual rank after sergeant) in the later games. going from being a sergeant to a captain would mean that he did the 2 years of officers school which includes earning a whole ass degree (which is a requirement for becoming a commissioned officer in the british military as well as the us military), graduated as a lieutenant, and then been promoted to captain.......all within five years??? it just doesn't make a lot of sense �� the idea of him being a mustang is pretty appealing and honestly now that im talking about it the fanfic potential there.................hmmmmm *opening ideas document* anyway i pick this because [SPOILERS FOR THE OG MW2 AND MW3 CAMPAIGNS!]

i dont mind his death in MW3 because IMO he would be crushed by survivors guilt after ghost & roach's deaths at the end of MW2, so i see him dying as hopefully an opportunity to be with them in an afterlife or even a reincarnation scenario if one is inclined! and for me him roach and ghost all dying solidifies them as my OT3 because i really dont think they all could have lived without each other anyway. thats honestly my biggest beef with the reboot trilogy; not only did they deny soap captaincy, they fucking took roach away and then they left ghost a fucking war widow at the end of MWIII and for fucking what????????? FOR WHAT, SLEDGEHAMMER??????

[mamuzzy]

Sinker it is, @babygirlbridger <3 Wolfpack is so out of my focus I actually had to rewatch the scenes with Sinker in, and OHBOY I'M IN LOVE. The designated cynical little shit <3 Also white haired character gets white eyelashes, that's the law.

Thank you for bringing me out of my comfort zone with this request~ <3

[dirtyvulture]

i know you’ve written multiple variations of this but one more time??

sgt beef returning from deployment (completely unharmed this time) and sgt nat is waiting for them at the airport and they get to have one of those moments where they see each other from across the room and run into each others arms? and nat just fully jumps into beefs arms and kisses them in front of everyone??

Finally someone asking for a happy ending to the deployment AU 😭

Wrote something short and sweet for you anon :)

Natasha paces anxiously, checking her watch every ten seconds as if that will make the time go by faster. She looks out the wide windows, still not sure which plane you're on, but she knows you're in the vicinity.

People in uniforms start walking out of the jetway and she holds her breath, waiting to see you. Her heart is pounding so hard in anticipation it feels like it's ready to burst out of her chest. But as she waits and waits, her anxiety increases when she doesn't see you yet.

A million thoughts rush through her head; maybe there had been a miscommunication and you had been on a different plane. What if something had gone wrong and you hadn't even boarded a plane to begin with? Or what if something had happened while you were flying and--

Natasha's head empties of thoughts when she sees you appear on the jetway. You look exhausted, your face thinner than usual, but when you hold eye contact with her, your face lights up and Natasha feels butterflies in her stomach like she's seeing you for the first time again.

She doesn't even realize her feet are propelling her across the floor until she's suddenly leaping into your arms and you catch her easily, your strong arms holding her tightly as her legs wrap around your waist. Her arms go around your neck possessively and she kisses you with all the passion that you've missed in the last 12 months.

You're holding her so tightly you're afraid you're going to hurt her, but you still can't believe you have her in your arms again. Your head is spinning from the lack of oxygen but you don't want to pull away. Natasha finally does, burying her face against your neck and you hope you don't smell too bad after being on a plane for over 14 hours.

"I love you, Nat," you whisper, kissing her forehead.

"I love you, too," she says, and it will never make you happier to hear her say that.

"Take me home?" you ask, setting her back on the floor.

She grabs your hand eagerly, dragging you away from the gate, not even caring how many people are staring.

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[sev-on-kamino]

Sev!!! If you're not overwhelmed with these yet, could I pretty please ask for

"the first initial kiss being a simple peck, then they immediately go back in for a stronger, more passionate one." With Blizzard

Or!

"Accidental first kiss" with Flicker

Whichever one inspires you more! 💙

DEEJA!!! Omg I am just Alan DJ’s Jamal over here!!! Thank you for sending this prompt in 💙💙 Okies, I will absolutely go back to give you a first kiss with Blizzard too because I love him and have no self control, but the idea I had for Flicker got well away from me, so I present to you:

❤️Bet on Red🤍

Pairing: Corrie OC Sergeant Flicker x fem!Reader

Rating: T

Word Count: 1271

Warnings: mild violence, gambling, fight club, and rule breaking

Written while listening to: Hand Clap by Fitz & The Tantrums, Gladiator by Zayde Wølf

Dividers by the GOAT @dystopicjumpsuit

“Come on, we’re gonna be late!” Flicker said, scooping you up and depositing you onto his speeder bike.

“Late for what?” You asked for the 10th time that evening, fighting down the shiver that raced up your spine when his hands had found your hips.

“That’s for me to know, and for you to find out,” he replied, sliding in place in front of you. “Hold tight, cyar’ika!”

You wrapped your arms around his waist, clutching at his sides as he sped off into the flow of traffic. Without the armor to separate the pair of you, you could feel the firm muscles beneath his shirt, and you reminded yourself for the 10th time that it wasn’t a date. Just two friends hanging out.

Regardless, you rested your face against his back, smiling as you caught the scent of his cologne.

As the crisp, steady lights of the upper levels gave way to the erratic neon of the lower levels, you propped your chin on Flicker’s shoulder.

“Oooh, the seedy underbelly of triple zero,” you said, giving his sides a playful squeeze as he parked the speeder. “Next, you’ll tell me we’re going to an illegal casino.”

“Something like that,” he replied nonchalantly, as he helped you off of the bike.

“Wait? Really?”

“You’ll see.”

He took you by the hand and led you into a packed club. A few of the patrons eyed the two of you with disdain, while others greeted Flicker by name, as you moved through the crowd smoothly.

Sometimes you forgot that Flicker wasn’t just your good looking friend, he was also a sergeant in the Coruscant Guard and well-respected. You tried to look around at the decor, the crowd, the DJ, and not just focus on Flicker’s fingers laced securely with yours.

Before you knew it, you’d made it through the dance floor and into a back hallway with several doors lining the way. At the end of the hallway, Flicker tapped twice on a durasteel door.

A slot opened in the door, and the eyes of a Pantoran appeared.

“Password?” said a silky smooth voice.

“Cloud City Chaser,” Flicker replied.

The slot closed, and the door slid open revealing stairs descending into the depths of the building. Tugging you along, Flicker led you down the stairs. The thumping bass of the club faded and gave way to cheering and shouting. Your brow furrowed as the pair of you arrived in a makeshift arena. You couldn’t see what was happening, but the sound of skin on skin on bone was unmistakable.

It smelled of blood and stale alcohol, causing your nose to wrinkle.

“You get used to the smell,” Flicker said loudly over the relentless din.

“I hope not!” You replied, clearing your throat.

The sergeant laughed, and you couldn’t resist a smile. You loved that sound.

Before you could once again ask about why you were there, Flicker led you to a little booth, shielded by transparisteel and flanked by two armed guards. Inside the booth stood a Besalisk who was accepting credits with all four arms, as people crowded around the booth.

“Vinor!” Flicker said cheerfully, as he released your hand to lean on the counter surrounding the booth.

“Sergeant!” Vinor replied, his deep voice booming through the speaker before him. “I see you brought your girl this time. Guess you can’t lose tonight.”

“No, I can’t, so double or nothing.”

“Double, huh? And what about you, little lady? Betting on your sergeant?”

You’d watched this exchange with a mixture of confusion and excitement. Flicker had talked about you to this guy? He called you his girl?

“Betting on my sergeant for what exactly?” you asked.

Vinor chuckled and gave Flicker a knowing look. “You’re in for it tonight, and I don’t mean in the ring.”

Your brow furrowed, as you folded your arms and gave your friend an expectant look.

Flicker gave you a sheepish grin, “So, remember how I said we pick up odd jobs for creds sometimes?”

“Yeah…”

Flicker led you closer to the edge of the arena, and gestured to the pit surrounded by the bloodthirsty crowd. In the center a male Togruta and a female Twi’lek battled fiercely.

“Noooo,” you said, shaking your head. “And Fox just lets you do this?”

“He pretends not to know, which is practically encouragement,” Flicker replied. “Come on, you didn’t think random security jobs were enough to pay for my speeder, right?”

“Guess not,” you conceded. “So a lot of you do this?”

“Just a few. Thorn, Dax, Mech, Clipper, and me.”

“Wow,” you tried to wrap your head around it. “And you’re good?”

He smirked, tilting his head at you. “What do you think?”

A chime sounded, and Flicker whipped off his shirt, giving you an eyeful of gorgeous brown skin, laced with faded scars here and there amongst his tattoos.

“Last call for bets. Bet on me, yeah? Then come back and watch me win.”

“Sir, yes, sir.” You zipped back to the booth and placed your bet with Vinor before squeezing through the crush of riled up spectators back to the side of the ring.

Flicker was in the middle of the ring, his hair held back with a red strip of cloth, and wearing the lower half of his blacks. Across from him stood a male Zabrak with brilliant orange skin, and an impressive ring of horns. Your stomach flipped as you watched the two of them circle one another.

Flicker made the first move, his right arm striking like lightning. It was as if a dam had broken. The two traded blows back and forth. Your head swept back and as you watched them work their way around the ring. Cringing when Flicker would take a hit, sighing with relief when he’d dodge one.

Arms and legs flew, teeth were bared, lips were busted, but they pressed on. The crowd roared around you, a many headed monster with only one desire. To see their chosen champion emerge victorious.

You found yourself screaming right along with them, chanting Flicker’s name loudly with his other supporters. After what seemed like ages, but in reality was only a few short minutes, Flicker pinned the Zabrak to the ground, manipulating his opponent’s arms and one of his legs in a complicated hold that rendered him unable to continue. The referee declared Flicker the winner, holding the trooper’s hand high to the screams of those who bet on him, and the jeers of those who bet against him.

You were screaming yourself hoarse, and hugging the female Togruta next to you like you were old friends. You looked up to see Flicker waltzing over, head held high, a grin on his face.

You moved to hug each other, but your heads went in the same direction, causing your lips to meet his in a rough, accidental kiss. You froze, and so did he.

“Hell yeah!” came the excited voice of a stranger somewhere behind you, which made both of you separate with a laugh.

“Sorry,” you stammered, feeling your face warm up.

“Don’t you dare apologize, cyar’ika…unless you’re not planning to do it again,” Flicker said, cupping your face.

“Oh,” you replied quietly, as you gazed into his bright, amber eyes.

“Yeah,” he said, leaning down slowly to steal another kiss from you. Your eyes slipped closed, as his lips moved gently but deliberately against yours.

“Hey,” you broke the kiss and pulled back slightly to look at him. “Can our next date not be at a fight club?”

“Our next date can be wherever you want,” he replied, kissing your cheek.

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