#ava laswell

[doodling-doodle]

Fluffcember 2023

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[fireya-x]

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One day, Captain John Price brings his team home, a small house in a London suburb, after a mission that changed everything. You didn’t know that you would soon be back in the field again, chasing demons.

If only you knew that sometimes, what you believed to be true wasn’t always as it seemed…

[22 chapters || 73k+ words]

cw: violence, injuries

Chapter I - before the worst

Flashback

2019

Kate Laswell was tapping her nails on her data pad impatiently, watching the man in front of her pace from left to right in her office like a predator ready to pounce. Just about sixty minutes earlier, they had received info that something was supposed to go down at the game at the Verdansk stadium that night. Something bad. 

John Price sighed and came to a halt. “I want her with us. She’s the best analyst I know. She knows the team, she is reliable.”

It was Kate’s turn to sigh. “I can’t do exceptions because she’s your girlfriend.”

“We need her and you know it. I’m not asking.”

“She’s not authorized to be on this team. We can’t just steal her away from her unit without the paperwork.”

“Kate, since when do you care about the paperwork? This is Makarov. She stays out of action and feeds us info. That’s all.”

Laswell looked up and was met by a facial expression shaped by determination, and blue eyes were piercing hers. She knew right then, there was no use fighting once John had his mind set on something. She knew him too well for that. “Fine. Call her. We need to leave. If the info is right, we don’t have much time.”

Price nodded and grabbed his phone, not wasting another second.

Your phone was vibrating on the kitchen counter, and as soon as you saw it was John, you dropped your fork and answered instantly. The Chinese takeout was immediately forgotten. There were two possible scenarios John would call in the middle of the day while he was at work: something bad or something really bad.

You didn’t even get a greeting, so it must be the latter.  “Ava, grab your things. We’re leaving for Verdansk, picking you up in 10. I’m sorry this is such short notice, but it’s bad.”

Your brain didn’t even have the time to process what you were just told, you desperately tried to find any question to ask to let him know you paid attention. But before you could even do so, the call ended. This wasn’t uncommon, but you were surprised that you would join John on a mission - this had never happened before. 

By the sound of his voice, there was no room left for any hesitation, so you grabbed your go bag as if on autopilot. You always had one ready in case you were called in, but usually it was never something like this.

You checked the stove, the windows and locked the door. A car was waiting outside already. Did he fly there? You were sure the call didn’t even end five minutes ago.

You got into the car and could already tell by John’s stance that he was in full Captain mode. No time for greetings.

“You stay under Ghost's command at all times. You’ll be at exfil in the helo.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Love, I mean it. Stay out of any combat unless it is absolutely necessary. You’re not officially authorized to be here, but since it’s Makarov, I need all my best soldiers in this.”

“Understood.” Makarov. Like a punch to your gut. You were taken on a mission that involved Makarov? 

“If there is anything off, you radio us. Don’t hesitate and think it’s insignificant. Anything feels wrong, you tell me.”

“I will.” He handed you a manila folder with the mission brief. You wanted to ask if he is sure about you being there, but you didn’t dare to. It was obvious the situation demanded you to be your full professional self, so you took a deep breath and clutched the folder close to you.

The car parked directly on the hem of a plane, which was ready to take off. It was only missing you two. “You’ll have roughly an hour to study that brief.” He said as he grabbed both your bags and slung them over his shoulders. 

You saw Laswell standing at the rear ramp of the plane, awaiting you. When you got to her, she handed you a data pad.

“You will have full surveillance access. I suppose I don’t have to explain anything to you.” You shook your head. 

She smiled and shook your hand. “I heard you’re good at what you do, so this is your chance to prove it.”

“Yes, ma'am,” You answered, and a hand on your back urged you to board. Familiar faces greeted you, and that’s when the feeling hit you again. You realized you would really be part of 141 for the first time. Even if it was just for intelligence, you were there, with them. With John. If only this could always be the case - but who were you kidding? You were not as experienced and lethal as any of these men. You’d be a liability, exactly why you would stay out of anyone's way and just quietly look at your data pad. But one could dream. 

You took a seat next to Gaz, who greeted you with a fist bump when you sat down. Soap, sitting opposite, smiled from ear to ear, ready to tease his Captain about his girlfriend, no matter how serious the situation you were in. But he knew better, so he just kept looking between you and Price, chewing his gum and looking like he was planning something mischievous.

Ghost was buried in the mission brief, same as you were about to be, and didn’t pay any attention to you.

“Okay, listen boys,” Price began and was interrupted by Soap immediately, who giggled and whispered, “And girl.”

Price sighed. “Gaz, Soap and me will jump right into a truck and get to the stadium as fast as we can. We can’t land close, so that’s our only option. Ghost and Fox, there will be a helo waiting for you. You’ll be our exfil.”

Then he turned to you. “Like I said, you're under Ghost's command as soon as we leave this plane.” He didn’t actually have to remind you, he was just looking for a reason to turn his attention to you and look into your eyes. Maybe for his own reassurance, to gather strength to prepare for battle, maybe to remind himself that he had someone to come out of this battle alive for. 

You blinked slowly and smiled. “I know, Captain.” 

As much as you would like to grab his hand and tell him everything would be okay, this was neither the time nor the place for it. Also, you weren’t sure if you would believe yourself. The touch of your hand would probably give away how nervous you were, as you were trying to hide it by holding on to the mission brief as tightly as you could. It was a mission brief like any other, just that this time there were so many civilians and a notorious terrorist involved.

You paid extra close attention to exits and possible evac points. With a pen, you drew circles on the printed map in front of you, drawing double lines where the guys would enter the stadium. It would certainly help you with surveillance, and somehow you weren’t sure if you should be relieved that you had access to surveillance or should be worried about what you could possibly see.

In a small moment that you didn’t expect, the Captain broke out of his character, and a hand found your chin. The scratchy fabric of the glove he was wearing tilted your head up so you would look at him. He didn’t say a word, but offered you a smile in return to yours earlier. Just a fracture of a second, and then his entire demeanor shifted back to serious mode.

“We’re 2 minutes out. Get ready.” His voice loud, speaking over the roaring engine for everyone to hear.

And then it all happened so incredibly fast. Price, Gaz and Soap jumped into the truck that was waiting for them, while you and Ghost stayed behind. You knew him, you had met him a few times before when John introduced you, but you always had a feeling he didn’t like you very much. You knew he wasn’t a man of many words, but that didn’t really help with the feeling.

Ghost nodded towards you when you exited the plane, then gestured for you to follow him. He led you to a helicopter, and when you entered, your breath got caught in your lungs. General Shepherd was sitting there, equally stunned when he spotted you.

“Hello, sir.” You said and saluted, but he just looked right past you.

“Is this a joke?” He was clearly talking to Ghost.

“No, sir.”

“What is she doing here?”

“Intelligence, sir.”

“Who authorized that?”

“Laswell.”

He had his phone out faster than you could blink. You turned to Ghost, who looked like he didn’t give a damn about what was going on. He grabbed a sniper rifle from his weapons bag and prepared it. 

“Are you out of your goddamn mind, Laswell?” Your attention was back to Shepherd, who was clearly upset about you being there.

“There is no time for this, General. Let her do her work, you won’t be disappointed. Don’t let her leave the helo under any circumstances.” Laswell was clearly not amused by the call, you could hear her voice booming through the cell.

“I don’t take orders from you, it’s the other way around, and I say she can’t be here.” 

“Well, it’s too late for that. She has my data pad. Let her do her work.”

The helicopter took you closer to the stadium, close enough to have a view of it, but far enough away to stay out of any trouble. But the situation was worse than you had anticipated. Either nobody knew, or you weren’t told so you’d keep your cool. Either way, the sight of fire and smoke rising from the building and upset civilians running everywhere made you feel uneasy. You watched as the chaos seemed to be in full progress. You weren’t here to prevent anything, you were here to do damage control. You came to realize that this was about capturing the terrorist, not stopping an attack.

You instantly started to worry about the others who would run into this mess head on. 

“I’ll be on overwatch. I’ll be back for exfil.” Ghost said, not even looking at any of you, and then he was gone. He had pulled you out of your thoughts, and that’s when you realized you needed to get a grip. It was a terrorist attack. The team relied on you for information. This was no time to be worried.

You sat on the opposite side of the helo, trying to avoid any possible conversation with the General. You took out the data pad and started getting to work. Laswell had thought of everything, you had access to surveillance, news and police reports and even the hospital communication.

“Oh shit.” You muttered, Shepherd instantly focusing on you. “What now?” A very annoyed sound left his mouth, which made you want to roll your eyes at him. If everyone else was confident about bringing you here, he should not be so dismissive towards you. But could you blame him? Probably not.

You focused on the data in front of you. Stolen ambulance reports, break ins into several hospitals - it couldn’t have been a coincidence. In the past hour or so, there were reports across the entire city that uniforms, medical equipment and ambulances had been missing. On the surveillance cameras, you spotted paramedics and ambulances everywhere. Of course, you did. There were casualties everywhere. But why would the reports be about stolen properties when the medical staff were there doing their job? 

You knew the answer.

You fumbled with the buttons on your radio. “Fox to Bravo 0-6, don’t trust the paramedics, I repeat, the paramedics are his men!”

You didn’t hear anything back immediately, and the General shot you a worrying look. He suddenly didn’t seem to mind that you were there anymore.

Static came back through your radio. “The police, too. They are shooting at civilians!” Soap’s voice roared through the helo. 

“Heard, Fox. We just found out the hard way. No sign of Makarov, moving ahead. Gaz out.” You always noticed that Gaz was usually the one keeping a level head in these missions.

“What do you mean, you found out the hard way?” You cringed a little for asking this question as soon as it was out of your mouth, since it was not really professional, but you knew this mission was way more serious than anything you had ever done. So naturally, you were worried about everyone.

A few moments passed before a voice spoke through your radio. “Soap got hit in the chest plate. No need to worry. We have it under control and thanks to your info we might have a lead.” Price’s voice calmed you down a little. “Gold Eagle Actual,” Price’s voice was audible once again. “Explosives located, but no sign of Makarov.”

“Copy. They set up a cordon, so he will have to exfil fast. Don’t let him escape.” Shepherd answered, also looking at a data pad.

“Roger that. Fox, check surveillance in the garage for anything suspicious. If an ambulance is how they got in, it might be their way out.”

You pressed the button on the radio. “Got it, Captain. Fox out.” You answered and immediately went to work. But no matter what camera you accessed, it was no use. Everything was blocked by buses or the camera was showing you images of black and white static. You could offer absolutely no help.

You kept switching back and forth, but to no avail. There were no comms, nothing. It was as if suddenly there was a standstill and nothing was moving. The camera footage was more like a photograph. You looked at the General, who was on the phone with someone, he didn’t seem to be as bothered by the situation as you were. 

“All stations. We have Makarov. Moving to the extract.”

A heavy weight that kept spreading on your shoulders was suddenly gone. You looked up at Shepherd, who looked more smug about the terrorist being caught than relieved to hear that the soldiers were alive and well.

The helo started to lift off, moving in closer for exfil.

“We’re on the east side of the stadium. What’s your status?” Price asked.

“We are close.” Shepherd looked through the window, then checked his watch. 

Ghost’s voice boomed through the radio for the first time this day. “Be advised, there is enemy personnel moving in from the north. I’m on overwatch, providing sniper support.”

“Affirm. We see the helo. Meet you at primary exfil. Six out.”

There he was. The most wanted terrorist sitting about six feet away from you. He was restrained and unarmed, and you were surrounded by the best soldiers you knew, yet his presence made you incredibly anxious. It didn’t help that he was smirking, staring at you. 

“Didn’t know you had such beautiful women around, General.” His thick Russian accent was poisoning the surrounding air.

“Shut up.” Price said.

“She can’t speak for herself? That mouth only good for -”

“Shut up.” You responded in what little Russian you could muster, your British accent thick with it though, definitely better in understanding than speaking it.

His grin only grew wider. “Russian sounds filthy from your lips, love.” Your stomach twisted. 

“Don’t call me love -”

“She said shut up.” Ghost said at the same time. “What’s the rest of your plan?”

“Ah, Simon Riley. I expected you to stay at the airport. And die there.”

“Don’t threaten my men, Vladimir.” General Shepherd leaned back against the helo and grabbed onto the railing for support.

"I asked you a question." When you looked at Ghost, he was towering over Makarov, Soap just a few inches next to him. They both looked absolutely terrifying, at least to you.

“This.” Makarov answered, still with a smirk on his face.

Price leaned forward. “What do you mean, ‘this’?”

“Amazing, you’re all dumber than you look.”

Then suddenly there was a loud bang in the distance. Your ears rang with a high-pitched noise for a second, before you could even realize what just happened. There clearly was an explosion somewhere. You looked at Price, whose eyes immediately found yours to assure himself you were okay, and you gave a slight nod.

Ghost looked out of the window to confirm. “The airport! He pulled us off target!”

“You fuckin’ sonuvabitch!” You had never seen Soap lose his temper before. They tumbled and moved so fast you could barely follow, but suddenly, Makarov was on the ground, Soap above him, with his gun aimed at the terrorist’s head. “I’ll blow your fucking brains out, Makarov, you hear me? I swear to god, I'll do it!” Soap shouted, and suddenly everyone tried to talk louder over the other. Price was trying to deescalate the situation, Makarov was taunting Soap to pull the trigger, General Shepherd was barking out demands for everyone to stand down. “I say we need him alive. Captain, get your soldier to stand down!”

“Sergeant, stand down.” Price repeated. “We have him, he is in custody, he’s not going anywhere.” His hand rested on Soap’s shoulder as if it would calm him down.

A few more seconds passed before Soap retreated, Makarov was being pulled off the ground while tutting towards him. 

“I’ll be seeing you again, MacTavish.” 

That grin. It was burned into your memories from this moment forward.

The words echoed through your head. He was going to be in the most secure gulag possible, yet somehow the words still haunted you. 

It wasn't just a threat. It was a promise.

[chapter 2 and the rest of the fic on AO3]

[ava-yukiii]

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Hi! My names Ava - Yukii!! You can call me Ava, I'm 19 years old, I'm in my first year of college, nursing student here in Ph! I'm half Filipina, My Grammer may be bad sometimes (do inform me if some of my works have spelling that need to be fixed!)

overall I just wanted to introduce myself... Here since... I mostly write about Call of duty, I write what I can think. (Ex, Poly Ghoap, Price, My baby boy Gaz, Laswell and etc!)

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- I can write smut (but it's mostly gonna be short or just plain out headcannons.)

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I don't feel comfortable writing these.

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[snootlestheangel]

@stuffireadandenjoy

More Bailey feelings

I was watching a compilation of Nik moments/interactions in both MW2 and MW3 and just realized he's like one of the coolest motherfuckers on the planet

Bailey hearing that Price is married. Laswell asking Price something and mentioning this "Nik" person. She doesn't want to pry into Price's personal life, and he doesn't seem to be a very open person. (Price is just emotionally constipated, it's okay sweetie)

She first sees Nik in passing. He's been the one transporting most of the survivors out of the 141 base. She has the instinctive response of "oh shit he looks like one of the men I was stuck with during the quarantine that was NOT a good person". She finds out he's Price's husband and is trying to tell herself "he doesn't seem like a bad person. Both Laswell and Price trust him, so I should too"

Bailey is terrified the first time she has to interact with Nik. She hasn't even seen him yet but the idea that she has to is scary enough.

But then she sees Nik walking towards them with his swagger walk and his cool sunglasses and that dope leather jacket and she's just like "oh okay, I guess I'm just paranoid"

And then when he actually speaks?? Maybe not addressing her directly but the first time she hears him speak??? He's just so Russian and just so casual and he intentionally says something to fluster Price

And Bailey wants to laugh. Wants to laugh cause he's clearly not a threat to her at all and he's so totally the opposite of what she expected that it's so relieving its almost comical.

Bailey who does befriend one of Gaz's little cousins. Gaz's mom and his aunt are pretty far apart in age, and their kids also end up with age gaps. Gaz and his sisters are between the ages of like 24-30 his cousins are all between the ages of 13-19.

Gaz's youngest cousin is Ava, who sees the new girl in her class and instantly has a "target acquired" moment for acquiring a new best friend. Ava who is a bit of an outcast from the social circles forming amongst the other 13 year old girls.

Bailey ends up actually meeting Gaz before ever finding out he works with Price. Bailey was invited by Ava to join her to the local fair or something. It was originally just her siblings and her, but then Gaz came back home on leave and decided to be "cool older cousin" and take them instead of Ava's mom.

He's actually so good at putting Bailey at ease it's honestly incredible. She has a couple of "oh shit crowds" moments but Gaz is playing it off and is like "Yeah we'll go do this thing instead to avoid the lines. Lines suck, we're just trying to have fun, yeah?"

And it works. Bailey has a lot of fun despite still seeming very anxious the entire time.

Ava and Bailey become inseparable over time. Ava definitely hits another kid for them saying something mean about Bailey. Gaz finds out and is definitely laughing his ass off. Until he remembers he has to go home eventually and face the wrath of both his mum and his aunt for teaching his little cousin how to throw a proper punch.

Bailey hugging Ghost. That's it, that's the feeling.

Bailey hugging any of them to be honest.

Bailey's first night home and she can't sleep so Price stays with her until she does fall asleep, except he also falls asleep. Nik waking up to see Price laying flat on his back in Bailey's bed with her curled up against his side.

Bailey getting her period and having horrendous cramps. She's just borderline miserable as she lays in her bed all day.

Surprisingly, both her fathers are good at acting natural about the whole situation, even if it's just checking in on her a bit more frequently and being a bit more hovering.

She's too emotional to not cry when Nik cryptically leaves only to come back with her favorite snacks. He genuinely doesn't understand why she's crying and oh god Bailey please it's okay and "oh fuck, I made her cry, John is gonna kill me"

Nik ends up sitting on her bed and holding her for a bit to help her feel better. It's still relatively soon after she started getting closer to him, so Nik's a bit in over his head with the whole situation.

Price checks in on her only to see her dozing off in Nik's arms. Nik is getting teary and Price can't tell if it's because they're getting closer or because he's so confused as to what happened.

[cybxr-nem3sis]

[UPDATE]

CALL OF DUTY: MW OC: Azura "Doberman" Lee

Former Navy Seals and also, trained to became CIA Agent by his adoptive parents, Doberman was one of the agents that CIA has ever had, He was highly effective agent with every mastery in every aspects. Until he graduated from Navy Seals and join CIA with his adoptive parents and take a second job as Cybersecurity specialist. For five years, Kate Laswell recruited Doberman to Task Force 141, to join them for another assignments.

GENERAL

Name | Adriansyah Saputra Nadhirizzky I Gusti Agung Putra Aditya Adhiarja Redjosentono

Alias(es) | Azura(nickname given by his adpotive parents), Ardi or Mas Ardi( by his neighbours and friends)

Callsign | Doberman

Occupation | CIA, Navy Seals(formerly, discharged) Task Force 141, Matrial arts instructor, Cybersecurity Specialist/hacker.

Gender | Male

Birthday | February 14th

Nationality | American

Race | Mixed races, half Indonesian-American, half korean-japanese

Rank | Lieutenant(TF141), Operations Officer(CIA)

Place of Birth | New York, USA

Spoken Languanges | English is his second languange, He is mr. worldwide himself because he's a polyglot.

Sexuality | Bisexual

APPERANCE

Eye color | Ruby red

Hair color | Natural black

Height | 7'0/213cm

Build | kinda-bulky muscular

Blood type | A

Scars | on right eyes, left cheek, and side of his lips

Tattoos | Full on both arms and hands, 4 on the waist, 1 on the chest, and full back tattoo on his back

Fancast | Hiroyuki Sanada

FAVORITES

Color | Red

Food(s) | Jjangmyeon and katsudon

Drink | Rosemary tea

Song | Doin' time by Lana Del Ray

Flower | Rose

Hairstyle(s) | Manbun for casual days, ponytails for missions, and untied for works.

PERSONALITY

James bond like Personality, ISTJ | Doberman is highly intelligent, exceedingly cunning and diabolically independent. He also sensiable, calm, mature and sly. Although everyone always saw him as stoic and intimidating indivisual.

Loyal and Strong | Doberman is someone who consistently demonstrates honesty, reliability, and integrity. By keeping promises, maintaining confidentiality and acting ethically.

Intelligent | He is a man who is flexible in his thinking and can adapt to changes, he think before they speak or act, snd able to effectively manage his emotions.

Intimidating | Doberman always described as intimidating figure often overly domineering and cause others to feel threatened, overwhelmef or even scared.

SKILLS AND ABILITIES

Fighting style | Taekwondo, Karate, Commando Sambo, Capoeira, Brazillian jiu-jutsu, Pencak silat, Krav Maga, Judo

Weapon | Glock and Beretta gun

Distinct weapon | M-9 Bayonet for a fast movement and agility

Special Skills | Flexibility, communication, Espionage, exploiting computer hacker, Translator.

FAMILY

Status in family | Second oldest

Adoptive siblings | Jessica Smith Anderson, Liam Smith Anderson, Lucas Smith Anderson, Oscar Smith Anderson

Father | Evander Smith Anderson, retired CIA Agent, and iscurrently working as bartender

Mother | Ava Smith Anderson, retired CIA Agent, and is currently working as Doctor

Relationship | Being second oldest after Lucas, Doberman truly loves his family so much, he always understanding and protective indivisual to them. as become CIA Agent to grant Evander, his freedom.

Pet | Has a Doberdane (Doberman-Great dane mix dog) named Bolt.

CHARACTERS THAT BASED TO;

James Bond from James Bond series

Balalaika[Sofiya Pavlovna] from Black Lagoon

Jotaro Kujo fron Jojo Bizarre Adventures

Yor Forger from Spy x Family

Caveira[Taina Pereira] from Rainbow Six Siege/R6S

Black Widow from Avengers

Jessica Rabbit from Who Censored Roger Rabbit

John Mclane from Die Hard

John Rambo from Rambo series

Kiryu Kazuma from Yakuza series/Ryo ga Gotoku

TRIVIA

Doberman is a man, who has big and unbelieveable appetite, he sure eats alot of foods, buy he also aware to keep his body stay healthy

Despite his intimidating and stoic exterior, Doberman is good with kids! They're always see him as father/brother figure

a big an of metal bands and kpops

He likes to cooks! he can LITERALLY cook anything, Doberman wouldn't mind to cook you a meal

Sly as a fox and smart as a snake, that is everyone say to Doberman's personality. He always cunning man, who always clever at planning what he wants

After graduated middle school, Doberman and his adoptive parents decide to moved to Indonesia, Jakarta. Where Doberman continue his Junior ighschool to University.

Join a Paskibraka in Indonesian when he was 15 years old.

While staying in Jakarta, when he was a little boy, Doberman always like to plays in the middle of the rains with his childhood friends, until he get sick.

Spicy foods lover, especially Seblak.

When Doberman accidently hurt or suprised, he always let out a cursed in each languages, mainly Indonesian or Japanese.

Doberman likes to tied his hair than let it rest on his shoulder.

Background Story

Born and abandonned in the Street of New york, Azura had always felt like an orphan, left in the street of New York City since he was a newborn. Growing up on the streets, he was no stranger to a life of hard knocks and never knowing where he would find his next meal or a safe place to rest.

He eventually joined the Navy Seals when he came of such young age. His skills and determination earned him a reputation of excellence, and a discharge with honors. He settled in America and soon enough his dedicated attitude was noticed by an unlikely source - ex-CIA agents.

The agents, impressed with his military background, saw the potential in him and decided to do something extraordinary. They adopted him. This was the start of a new, more secure life for Azura and a chance at a better future.

The missions he undertook were never easy, and his courage and skill saved thousands of lives. Thanks to Azura's converted status and adopted family, his life had come full circle.

Trained in the ways of espionage, Azura quickly rose through the ranks to become a full-fledged CIA agent. His ability to crack codes and negotiate peace was second to none. Yet, he felt something was missing. He decided to take a second job as a cybersecurity specialist. His work brought him into the public eye, and soon enough he caught the attention of Kate Laswell, the leader of Task Force 141.

Laswell begged him to join the elite unit and promised that his skills would be put to good use. Azura agreed and for the first time, he felt a real sense of belonging. Sworn to secrecy and honor, he worked alongside the greatest minds in the world, protecting the freedom of the people of the United States of America.

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[soapfcrce-a]

“… How… did it all go?” The question was surprisingly genuine, and like he said no one really was telling him anything. On his own medicine induced request, if Soap had to guess, or maybe on Laswell’s suggestion. Honestly, the seven months spent in the hospital had just seemed to blend together after a while. “Everything’s kind of a gap ‘tween well… y’know and waking up in the hospital ‘bout two weeks later.”

Maybe it was fruitless, but maybe there was a line he could grab onto. Soap knew that London was safe but at costs, and he knew the obvious reason to why he had to agree to making his family believe he kicked the bucket. But maybe the independent contractors knew more…?

Or maybe it was fruitless to look for answers where he knew there logically shouldn’t be any.

He shook his head. “Sorry. Forget it. Gotta keep m’self busy with biff work at the most ‘til they think I’m mentally sound enough to hold a gun again.” Though an idea did come to mind… “Actually, y’ wanna favor for old time sakes? Got something else that’ll give me peace…”

Soap took a moment to fish out his wallet for a photo of himself standing next to a brown haired woman and handed it over. “Her name’s Ava and before y’ ask, it’s my sister. Got insisted m’ family uh… doesn’t know. She should still be in Glasgow ‘round Dumbreck. If not, she’s probably in Fraserburgh lookin’ in on our parents while that bawheid Logan watches the kids.”

Roze doesn't say anything for a few moments, rolling the cigarette between her fingers for a few repetitions before taking a short drag. Soap didn't need to say names for her to know exactly who he was referring to. She'd be lying if she said she hadn't heard the whispers and rumors surrounding that series of events but well... All things considered, she was grateful she was able to stay out of it for the most part. Even if someone was insistent on keeping her updated with their former company whether she liked it or not, the latest intel on Konni included..

"Yeah I've... heard a few things about that whole mess," she murmured, shaking her head as she flicked some of the ashes away. "Bullshit, how that went." Understatement of the century, but she'd leave it at that. This wasn't the time nor place to start ranting about past events that left others worse off, and she wasn't about to pull a page from Arthur's book.

"Tell you what.. I'll keep an ear out for anything you might find interesting. Call it a favor for old times sake." More like a simple promise to absolve some of the nagging guilt from Mexico, but some things were better left unsaid. "I can't make any promises, but ya look like you could use some peace of mind these days."

[jgthirlwell]

12.19.17 STONEFEST! at The New School continued with Vicky Chow performing a stunning, fluid arpeggiating piece by Michael Gordon, and a blindingly virtuosic performance by trumpeter Peter Evans. John Zorn had  a trio with the legendary drummer Milford Graves and bassist Bill Laswell (someone please take away his chorus pedal), and they were joined by Peter Evans for the last piece. I had to split before Ava Mendoza’s Unnatural Ways.

[samatedeansbroccoli]

Your turn!! who would you: stab, kill, be best friends with, go hiking with and be roommates with!

We’ll do COD and CSGO:

Stabbing and killing are the same thing essentially unless I stab in a non-vital place. In that case…

COD:

Stab: This is hard because I would stab a lot of people. And by a lot, pretty much everyone in the franchise. Idk maybe Lazar.

Kill: Again, hard, but actually not. Adler, Menéndez again, Makarov, Sebastian Krueger, Dr. Monty, honestly a lot of people.

Be best friends with: Kyle Garrick.

Go on a hike with: Corvus, Player, Jacob Hendricks, Rachel Kane, Diaz, eh the whole BO3 team. Also Farah and Alex.

Be roommates with: Kate Laswell, though she’d probably hate me as a roommate.

CSGO:

Stab: “The Doctor” Romanov

Kill: Number K

Be best friends with: Safecracker Voltzmann or Cmdr. Mae “Dead Cold” Jamison

Go on a hike with: Special Agent Ava or Lt. Cmdr. Ricksaw

Be roommates with: 1st Lt. Farlow

@bumblingbee1 @whimsywispsblog kinda the same question

[nottheripperjack]

JACK’S PLAYLISTS....

IN A NUTSHELL

Write My Story - Olly Anna

I'm the only one that can write my story And nobody else's gonna do it for me Anything at all that I wanna be I got it all right in front of me

Polaroid - Imagine Dragons

I'm a reckless mistake, I'm a cold night's intake I'm a one night too long, I’m a come on too strong All my life I've been living in the fast lane Can't slow down 

Speechless - Naomi Scott

Try to lock me in this cage I won't just lay me down and die I will take these broken wings And watch me burn across the sky

The Winner Takes It All - ABBA

The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice And someone way down here, loses someone dear The winner takes it all, the loser has to fall It's simple and it's plain, why should I complain

You - Wrenn

I'm so scared, quiet lover, can't keep my voice down Soon the whole world will know I don't do good in crowds So if I panic and I tell you, don't want you around, know I'm lying To you

My Mistake - Gabrielle Aplin

Am I jaded, am I meant to feel this way I'm a loser, getting beat by my own game But if I falter, well at least it was my mistake Well, at least it was my mistake

Watching for Comets - Skillet

You were a comet and I lost it Watching for comets, will I see you again Everybody needs someone but they can't feel like this How can I breathe with this burning in my chest You were gone so fast, I want you back

My Dark Disquiet - Poets of the Fall

Without names we're fantasizing, dancing like flames, mesmerizing  My dark disquiet playing such eerie harmonies Making waves and diving under, lightning to the sound of thunder My dark disquiet singing such haunting melodies

Small World - Idina Menzel

Still rising towards the dark Don't care what's down below 'Cause no one can see me And no one has to know

Sweet Dream - Greg Laswell

If I could write out my own dream, for the next time that I sleep You'd be the first one that I see And I the last one that you keep And the dream would go on and on, while we sway against all things thrown our way And the morning would be so cruel, when it came with sunshine and warmth to blame For announcing the end of my sweet dream For announcing the end of my sweet dream

WORK IT OUT

Work Bitch - Britney Spears

I Like That - Luciana ft. Richard Vission

Bang Bang - Jessie J

The Rhythm of the Night - Corona

Funky Town - Lipps Inc. 

Pump Up the Jam - Technotronic

Turn Down For What - DJ Snake

Turn Me On - David Guetta ft. Nicki Minaj

Break Free - Zedd ft. Ariana Grande

I Love It - Icona Pop ft. Charli XCX

Can’t Be Tamed - Miley Cyrus

Call on Me - Eric Prydz

TIME TO FEEL LIKE SHIT

Keep Breathing - Congratulationz

I want to change the world, instead I sleep I want to believe in more than you and me But all that I know is I'm breathing All I can do is keep breathing

Magnetised - Tom Odell

'Cause it's not right, I'm magnetised To somebody that don't feel it Love paralyzed, she's never gonna need me But sure as the world keeps the moon in the sky She'll keep me hanging on, she'll keep me hanging on

Hurt - 2WEI

What have I become, my sweetest friend Everyone I know, goes away in the end And you could have it all, my empire of dirt I will let you down, I will make you hurt

Goner - Twenty One Pilots

Though I'm weak and beaten down I'll slip away into this sound The ghost of you is close to me I'm inside-out, you're underneath

Let Me Go - Startisan

One last time, I tell myself every time But always return to the scene of the crime Just like a ghost to the place where they died Cause you make me yearn to be refused You intimate hope for a life you won't choose    

Are You With Me - Nilu

Wake up, stay with me Through the flood and through the fear Right now I need you here, I need you to stay strong To remind me where I came from and where I belong So wake up and stay with me

Ava - Famy

This world is rabid, this world is through Follow me through an empty dream, I’m sleeping next to someone new My conscience burning, my beastly flaw The headache pill, the necktie on my bedroom door I’m such a coward, these wretched things I do Disgrace and treachery I’m a sickness and I know its true

One Day I’ll Fly Away - Vaults

I make it alone, when love has gone Still, you made your mark, here in my heart One day I'll fly away, leave your love to yesterday What more can your love do for me When will love be through with me

Anger - Sleeping At Last

Till it all spills out Reckless but honest words leave my mouth Like kerosene on the flame of doubt I couldn't make it right

Repeat Until Death - Novo Amor

Don't go, you're half of me now, but I'm hardly stood proud I said it, almost Oh, I've been low, but dammit I bet it don't show It was heaven a moment ago I had it almost, we had it almost 

GOOD TIMES GONNA COME

Good Times Gonna Come - Aqualung

'round the bend, the sun is in the sky It's starting to look like it's gonna be, yeah, it's gonna be A bright beautiful day Yeah, the good times gonna come

Wouldn’t It Be Nice - The Beach Boys

Wouldn't it be nice if we could wake up In the morning when the day is new And after having spent the day together Hold each other close the whole night through

Walking On Sunshine - Katrina & the Waves

I used to think maybe you loved me, now I know that it's true And I don't want to spend my whole life, just waiting for you Now I don't want you back for the weekend Not back for a day, no no no

Feeling Good - Avicii

Stars when you shine, you know how I feel Scent of the pine, you know how I feel Oh, freedom is mine and I know how I feel t's a new dawn, t's a new day, It's a new life for me and I’m feelin good

My Way - Frank Sinatra

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew When I bit off more than I could chew And through it all, whenever there was doubt I ate it up and spit it out, I faced it all and I stood tall And did it my way

Hooked on a Feeling - Blue Swede

I said I'm hooked on a feeling And I'm high on believing That you're in love with me Hooked on a feeling

Build Me Up Buttercup - You, Me, And Everyone We Know

But I love you still, I need you More than anyone darlin' You know that I have from the start So build me up, buttercup Don't break my heart

Shut Up and Dance - Walk the Moon

Oh don't you dare look back, just keep your eyes on me I said you're holding back She said shut up and dance with me This woman is my destiny

Dancing on My Own - Elle Fanning

I'm just gonna dance all night I'm all messed up, I'm so outta line Stilettos and broken bottles I'm spinning around in circles

Take Me Home, Country Roads - John Denver

I hear her voice, in the morning hour she calls me The radio reminds me of my home far away Driving down the road, I get a feeling That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

[oreodeouro]

❛ BOMBÁSTICA — XX SONGS! ❞

1. bicho papão (solidão e loucura) 2. patrono (aranha) 3. casa (lufa lufa com orgulho) 4. significado do nome (oriana) 5. animal de estimação (helga, um furão) 6. varinha (possui uma rosa em sua ponta e espinhos rondeando sua extensão como reflexão da beleza, delicadeza e perigo da portadora) 7. um dos cheiros da sua amortencia (livros) 8. animal de estimação (muffin, um tronquilho) 9. quadribol (capitã e apanhadora)...

( i. ) ANGEL WITH A SHOTGUN, the cab ——  sou um anjo com uma espingarda, lutando até ganhar a guerra. ( ii. ) SWEET BUT PSYCHO, ava max ——  ela é um doce, mas é uma doida, meio psicopata, de noite ela fica gritando eu-eu-eu-eu perdi a cabeça. ( iii. ) SPEECHLESS, naomi scott  —— tente me calar e me reprimir eu não vou ser silenciada, você não pode me manter quieta, não vou estremecer quando você quiser. ( v. ) PROM QUEEN, molly kate kestner  —— ela é a primeira da fila na festa, ela é a primeira da fila na boate e ela tem esse corpo, sempre tem tem um seguidor, todos estão olhando, quando ela passa por você você quer ser ela e seu namorado finge que não a vê porque ela tem aquele fogo, nem tente com ela,  a bunda dela tem o próprio código postal, todos os plebeus se curvam. ( vi. ) CAROLINA, harry styles —— ela é uma boa garota, ela tem um livro para cada situação…como você poderia negá-la? ( vii. ) IF ONLY, dove cameron ——  um milhão de pensamentos na minha cabeça devo deixar meu coração continuar a ouvir? porque até agora eu andei na linha, nada perdido, mas algo faltando, não consigo decidir o que está errado, o que é certo, que caminho devo seguir? ( viii. ) THANK U, NEXT, ariana grande —— um me ensinou amor, um me ensinou paciência e um me ensinou dor, agora estou tão bem dizem que eu amei e perdi mas não é assim que vejo então, olha o que eu ganhei, olha o que vocês me ensinaram e, por isso, eu digo: obrigada, próximo. ( ix. ) I WAS HERE, beyoncé  —— eu estava aqui, vivi, amei, eu estava aqui, fiz, concluí tudo que queria e foi mais do que pensei que seria, vou deixar minha marca para que todos saibam, eu estava aqui. ( x. ) IN MY BLOOD, shawn mendes —— às vezes sinto vontade de desistir mas eu não posso, não está no meu sangue. ( xi. ) MY WAY, ava max ——  adicione um pouco de açúcar, eles dizem, seja um pouco mais doce, eles dizem, tem que dar pra receber, mas eu digo, desta vez é do meu jeito, ah, meu jeito, seja um pouco mais adequada, eles dizem, fale um pouco mais suave, eles dizem, tem que ser uma dama, mas eu digo, desta vez é do meu jeito, eu faço minhas coisas, você faz as suas, eu não preciso de permissão de ninguém, eu não vou recuar, ganhar ou perder, primeira e única, edição limitada. ( xii.) 7 RINGS, ariana grande  ——  eu vejo, eu gosto, eu quero, eu tenho. ( xiii. ) TITANIUM, sia——  sou à prova de balas, nada a perder atire, eicocheteiam, você acerta o alvo, atire, você me derruba, mas eu não caio, sou de titânio. ( xiv. ) MOVEMENTS, pham  ——  esse corpo é uma bênção garota, não estou tentando pressioná-la mas ela mexeu com a temperatura. ( xv. ) MAD WORLD, yiësto ——  e acho isso meio engraçado, acho isso meio triste, os sonhos em que estou morrendo são os melhores que já tive. ( xvi. ) UNSTOPPABLE, sia  —— eu coloco minha armadura, te mostro o quão sou forte, eu coloco minha armadura, vou te mostrar que eu sou imparável. ( xvii. ) MOST GIRLS, haile steinfield  —— a maioria das garotas são inteligentes, fortes e bonitas, a maioria das garotas trabalham duro, vão longe, nós somos imparáveis, a maioria das garotas luta para vencer todos os dias, nenhuma é igual, eu quero ser como a maioria das garotas. ( xvii. ) CONFIDENTE, demi lovato —— então você diz que eu sou complicada que eu devo estar fora de mim mas você me subestimou, o que há de errado em ser, o que há de errado em ser, o que há de errado em ser confiante? ( xviii. ) HANDS TO MYSELF, selena gomez —— não consigo me conter, quer dizer, eu poderia, mas por que eu iria querer? ( xix. ) COMES AND GOES, greg laswell —— vamos, amigos, levantem agora, vocês não estão completamente sozinhos. ( xx. ) UNSTEADY, x ambassadors —— se você me ama, não deixe ir, segure, segure, me agarre porque eu sou um pouco instável. 

[doodling-doodle]

Hey, Y'all! I wanted to announce that I am making a fluffcember!!

Me and my friend @lvndr-swtr made the list together! Go and give them some love, they deserve it!

I will announce the prompts on the 30th, I hope you guys will enjoy it as much as I do! And yes, I made my own oneshots for this list :)

These will be cross-posted on my ao3 and I'll announce it there in a few days

I hope you all enjoy it! Have fun!

[doodling-doodle]

The Lighthouse (CH.1)

Years of dating and raising a baby boy.

Price had decided to throw in the towel and retire. He trusted Kate and Soap to take over.

Now, John would admit, he and Phil were probably overprotective of Kyle, but, how they found him was… horrible.

And he remembered it every time he looked at him.

—

Price woke up, hearing Phil over in the kitchen to make them breakfast, and he smiled, getting up to see him.

He had just finished up, and he smiled, "Morning, John."

"Morning, my dear." He plated his food, and they sat down, but Phil saw something outside

"Get it after breakfast." John said, "it's probably just the post."

Phil nodded, sitting down and eating while they spoke about their plans for the day. John had taken him off the crew for now, since he was injured, but he was getting better and likely would be able to go back. 

John went outside to check the porch, and-

He froze when he heard a little whimper, and he looked down.

To see a little basket, with a little baby inside, and a note.

"I'm sorry. Please take care of him. I can't anymore. His name is Kyle. He's a magic user."

And he immediately felt attached to him.

He picked the child up, and looked into his eyes.

He felt a small cold patch on his shirt, and saw that he had turned it to ice.

He sighed, yelling for Phil, who looked shocked.

"Oh my God!" He yelled, going up to him.

"Phil, please, watch him, I'm going to the village to get supplies." John said, and Phil nodded

"I'll be back."

Phil sat on the couch, calming down and putting the child to sleep.

"You'll be alright... your safe now, little one." He whispered, wrapping him in a blanket, “You might be a little warm. But, I’ll make you a blanket, just for you, Okay?”

He knew he had too. This child was now theirs. He would never go back to the crew. He knew what he had to do.

John finally came back with baby formula and clothes, and gently took him from Phil, giving him a break from holding him to feed him.

“The note said he was only five months old.” John said as he started feeding him, “His name is Kyle. A magic user.”

“Where are the Sigils?”

He briefly checked, unwrapping the blanket, seeing two small Sigils. Ice and Teleknises.

“I’m disbanding the crew for a while.” John said, “he needs to be taken care of.”

“John, I have it-” 

“It’s not fair to you. We are going to raise him together.”

So they did.

Kyle was eighteen now. He was still young, but he had grown up. He was their baby boy. He always would be.

“Morning, little one.” John said as he got to the kitchen, seeing Kyle at the counter, turning a small glass of water to ice.

“Hey, dad.”

“You hungry?”

Kyle nodded softly, and John smiled, “What would you like?” he asked, moving in front of him.

“Pancakes?” Kyle said, looking up from the glass.

John nodded, “Of course.” He looked down, “I don’t understand why you do this. It just drains your energy.”

Kyle shrugged, pushing his braided hair behind his shoulder, “its calming and entertaining.”

“Its draining.”

“Not on such a small thing. If I were to freeze the sea, it would be.”

John chuckled softly, “Oh, Kyle, what am I gonna do with you, mate?”

“Probably be a little confused because I’m not big on sailing and fishing.”

“Nope, we all love your paintings and how creative you are. Such a smart boy, you are.”

He smiled slightly, pulling his hand away from the glass.

“Your a precious little thing.” John said, giving him a plate of pancakes, gently cradling his face.

“I agree.” Phil said as he walked in, kissing Kyle’s forehead, “perfect little boy.”

Kyle smiled a little, “You remind me every day.” He said as he started eating.

“Becuase its true.” John said, smiling down at him.

Kyle smiled, “Thank you.” He whispered.

Once he finished eating, he went back to his room to get his drawing stuff and head out to sketch the ocean.

“Be back for lunch!” John called out before Kyle left.

“I will be!” He ran out the door, out to his favorite spot to draw.

“John?” 

“Hm?”

“Do you… think he’s alright? With just us, soap, Kate and Ava? He only goes to the village to draw… don’t you think he’s lonely?”

He paused, sighing. “I’m… not sure. I feel like he would bring it up to us. Or it would be clear that he was… upset.”

“I just… I don’t know, he’s eighteen now. I feel like he just… needs people around him.”

John nodded, “well… we can ask if he feels lonely. And if he does, then… we can try to get him out more.”

Phil nodded, sitting at the counter, “How’s the crew doing?”

He smiled, sitting with him, “It’s good. I’m going to finally retire, leave Kate and Soap in charge.”

Phil lit up, “Really?”

“It’s time. And I want to be around you and Kyle more.”

Phil smiled, leaning on him, “I’m glad. I’d love to have you around more.”

Eventually, John started to make lunch, and Phil went out to collect their son.

"Kyle! Where are you?" he called out, walking through the field.

"Coming!" He heard from down the hill, where the dock to the ocean was.

He smirked, but then got a little confused. Why was he down there?

Then he saw the tree that Kyle normally sat on, a branch had snapped.

He panicked, running a hand through his hair before looking to the hill, about to head down when he saw Kyle coming up.

"Kyle! There you are!" He yelled, running up to him, "the tree- did you fall? You're soaked- are you hurt?"

He shook his head, "I fell... I'm okay..."

"Come, let's get you home, changed and warm." He said, gently pulling Kyle along, "Did you hit your head?"

"I'm okay, pops, really."

He sighed, kissing Kyle's forehead, "Okay. Dad's still going to check you out, though, okay?"

"I'm not a child... I'm 18."

"You'll always be our little baby boy." he smiled, “Come on, let’s get home.”

He noticed how Kyle kept looking out to the ocean, but he was just focused on getting him home.

“John!”

He looked over, and panicked, running up to him.

“What happened, son?”

“The tree snapped… I fell.”

“Go get changed, I’ll get a fire going.”

He nodded, going off to his room. He was walking good, he didn’t look hurt, but they were still worried.

Kyle came back out, sitting on the couch in front of the fire, eating the food that John made.

“Are you okay, little one?” John asked.

“I’m fine. Shaken, is all.”

He wasn’t bleeding, at least.

“And your magic?”

He looked at the side table, making a small glass of water float, bringing it towards himself to freeze it, which he did.

“Okay… that’s good.” He gently kissed Kyle’s temple, taking his braid out, “eat and rest, okay?”

Kyle nodded, looking down at his half empty plate, eating what he had left before putting it off to the side and laying down on the couch.

Phil sighed, laying a blanket over him, “There’s a storm on the way.” He said to John.

He nodded, “Let’s get to the village. We need to get supplies.”

They had to prepare for that storm. And they needed to do it quick. Warn the village. Make sure Kyle was safe.

They had a little time.

---

@lvndr-swtr

(do y'all want an actual tag list for all the AUs?)

[doodling-doodle]

Fluffcember is COMPLETE, y'all

I have

Overdosed on fluff

So if y'all want to send angst prompts to bring in the new year, feel free, I need it

But this was really fun! I hope y'all enjoyed : )

Might be doing similar things in the future...

But until then, happy new year, y'all!

[doodling-doodle]

A Merry Wedding

(The Slice Of Paradice AU)

Their wedding was very carefully planned, mostly by Kyle. But it was beautiful. Just what they wanted and needed.

—

Kyle had done most of the planning, and Alex loved all of it. All the ideas, the venue, the everything. They got custom suits. Kyle's was a pure white suit, the back of the jacket went down to his knees to mimic a train on a dress. Alex melted when he heard it. But neither saw each other's suits yet. 

But it was the wedding day. Their anniversary. Christmas day.

The venue was a beautiful rustic barn. Pretty big. And perfect.

They hadn't seen each other all morning. They had gone to their separate rooms to get ready. 

Alex

"Alex, how are you freaking out so much?” His brother asked.

“Well, Matt, I’m sorry THAT I’M GETTING MARRIED IN LESS THEN AN HOUR!!”

“Dude, calm down.”

He took a breath, and just looked himself in the mirror. Kyle was in the room next to him. This was it. The best day of his life. Yet he hadn’t seen Kyle all morning. He heard things coming from his room: laughing, crying, and Kyle saying that he just wanted it to start already. His voice was barely back. He thought that it would be in sign language, and it was okay. The recovery was hard on both of them. Hospitals, scans, meds, wedding decor shopping, just… a lot of things happening. But it was all worth it.

“I can’t believe this is finally happening…”

“You're happy it is though, right?” Anne asked.

“Hell yeah!”

He and Kyle had decided to have both bridesmaids and groomsmen on both sides. Anne was his maid of honor. He had a light gray color for all of them. The men had suits, but Anne chose a jumpsuit.

He had Anne, his niece Jess, who was wearing a knee length, long sleeved dress and tights, His brother Matt, and Gabe on his side. 

"You look wayy too nervous, buddy." Gabe said. 

"It's a good nervous!"

"Can't wait to see John cry. And you cry." Anne said, "ten minutes, buddy."

Then, it was time for him to wait at the Altar…

Kyle

He was crying while looking in the mirror. He felt beautiful. He didn't know that he'd love the pure white clothes. He hoped Alex loved it just as much. 

"Look at you." Price said, hugging him, "you look amazing. Alex will love it."

"I-i hope so…" He whispered, "thank you, dad…"

Price was walking him down the aisle. He cried when Kyle asked him to. Graves was the best man. He had Matt, Farah, and Ghost. The colors were a dark forest green, a dark blue, and gold. 

Another thing he wanted to tie them all together was all of the wedding parties and families having roses somehow.

Ghost, Soap, Price, both Matt's, Gabe, Roach, Alejandro and Rodolfo all were wearing boutonnieres. Halo-Matt, Ghost and Graves had golden ones to go with the green suit jacket and dress pants with a blue undershirt. Price, Ale, Rudy, Roach and Alex’s dad, Jack, had red ones. Gabe and the other Matt had gray ones.

Laswell, Ava, Anne, Jess, and Alex’s mom all had roses in their hair somehow. Laswell had done a fancy bun on herself and Ava, putting the flowers in the back and going up the right side. Alex's mom, Mary, had just gotten a simple but beautiful hair clip to put on the end of her side braids. Jess had made beautiful dangling strings with roses to go down the back of her head. Farah had a sash with golden roses to wear with her green dress and blue Headscarf.

Alex, of course, had a red one. Kyle had a white one.

"So beautiful, Kyle…" Graves whispered., "it's time. Go to the aisle."

He nodded, watching as the others walked out before him and Price. Alex was waiting for him.

"You ready?" Price asked.

He nodded, smiling.

"Good. They're ready for us. Let's go."

He took a deep breath, and they walked out to go to the aisle. 

He saw Alex downstairs waiting. And he started sobbing. 

A beautiful black suit, with a red undershirt and black tie. Medals covered the right side of his chest, and a red rose boutonnière on the left side of his chest.

He saw Alex start to cry his eyes out while they walked down the aisle while he and Price both sobbed.

"I'm so happy for you two." Price whispered, hugging him before giving him away, "I love you, okay?"

And he was given to Alex, who held him so gently.

“You look beautiful." Alex said, smiling.

He held Alex's arm, wanting to say, "so do you. " but he was saving his strength.

Alex

It took a few minutes, but he was already crying a little. their families in the front row, and the grooms-maid’s and men already lined up.

He looked to the end of the aisle, up the stairs.

And broke down in tears.

Kyle was standing in a beautiful pure-white suit, white rose boutonnière, all of his medals, covering most of the right side of his chest, and combat boots, crying softly while Price wiped tears off his own face.

He couldn't help his staring while they walked down the aisle. Kyle was gorgeous, he always was. But this had made it real for him. He was marrying that wonderful man.

Price quietly whispered something to Kyle before hugging him and giving him to Alex.

“You look beautiful…” Alex whispered.

Kyle smiled, holding Alex's arm in a way to say, "You are too."

They held each other's hands, staring into each other's eyes. And there was mistletoe above them. 

The officiant was actually a family friend of Alex's, and was happy to be the one to officiate their marriage. 

The ceremony started fairly quickly. Alex found himself just looking at every small detail. Kyle's eyes, his scars, his smile, everything about him. 

He was still a little upset that he wouldn't hear Kyle's voice. But he was okay with it. All that mattered was that he was okay. They could get married. That’s what mattered.

Then, they could say their vows. Alex went first.

"Kyle… you have been the best thing that ever happened to me. How unbelievably lucky was I to meet you? To date you? And now, to marry you? You're an angel. The light I needed in my life. Everything I needed and more. You're beautiful. Your kind. You're perfect in every way… I promise to cherish you, to hold you, and never let you go. I promise to love you, and treat you with nothing but reverence. To hold you through the hard times, and the good. I will love you until my dying breath. I will be here for you until the day I die. For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, I promise to love and cherish you."

Kyle was crying by then. Alex lightly loosened his grip on his hands, thinking he'd have to pull back to sign his vows. Kyle tightened his grip, taking a breath.

"A-alex…"

It was barely above a whisper. But it was Kyle. And just hearing that made him tear up.

"My whole life, I thought I'd never get married. Then you came along. And you gave me warmth, and love, and light that I never knew I needed. Never thought I’d have. And here I am. Through many hard times, a few near-deaths, and many more amazing times… we’re here. We’re alive, only we both have a few things missing. But, here we are.. And here I am, with you…Everything I’ve ever wanted. Perfect, beautiful, handsome, kind, loving, and caring… I promise to love you, hold you, and cherish you. To never let you go. To be here with you and love you until my last breath.For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, I promise to love and cherish you.”

Alex was crying by then, smiling. He’d barely heard his voice in the past year. Maybe becuase he was saving his strength for this. But, they had learned both ASL and BSL in the last year, knew it petty well, too. But this was just… perfect. 

And he knew everyone was sobbing from it.

They were given the rings. They were custom made, with their names carved on the outside, embedded diamonds on either side of the ring.

Alex took Kyle’s hand, holding it gently and sliding the ring on his finger. Then Kyle did the same, shaking slightly.

“Alex, do you take Kyle to be your lawfully wedded husband until death do you apart?”

He teared up more, choking back a sob as he said “I do.”

“Kyle, do you take Alex to be your lawfully wedded husband until death do you apart?”

Kyle smiled, choking out a quiet, “I-I do…”

“I now pronounce you married, you may now kiss.”

Alex pulled Kyle closer, cupping his cheek, leaning down to kiss him gently.

He faintly heard the others all cheering, but he was lost too lost in his thoughts of Kyle.

He slowly pulled away, looking into Kyle’s eyes, smiling.

They went back down the aisle and up the stairs to have a few minutes alone as a just married couple.

“You… I can’t believe you did that…” Alex said as he closed the door, “I missed your voice so much… this is the best wedding gift I could’ve gotten.”

Kyle smiled at that, signing, “I was trying really hard to not talk. I wanted to make it more special for you. So, I tried to save all my strength…”

He smiled, “I love you… so much. I can’t believe we finally are married.”

“Best thing to happen in the past year.”

He chuckled, “We’ve gotten through a lot more then this, hun. But this was definitely one of the hardest things to happen to us. I’m so happy to know your okay…” He smiled, cupping Kyle’s cheek, looking outside.

He smiled, leading Kyle outside, where it had started to snow.

“Perfect…” Kyle whispered, holding onto Alex.

“We have about ten minutes until the reception.” Alex said, looking down at him, smiling, “Want to watch the snow?”

Kyle nodded, laying his head down on Alex’s shoulder.

They watched for the whole time they were waiting, just smiling, and softly talking about the plans for the honeymoon.

Then they went back inside for the reception.  

The room was already set up. Tables were placed around the outer parts of the room, the sweetheart table was at the end of the room, and there was nothing but sweets served after a classic Christmas dinner. They wanted it to be a good night. There were coffee’s, hot chocolates, and tea’s, and there was a small station where they could get flavoring, whip cream, and marshmallows, as well as caramel and chocolate sauce.

Everyone cheered again seeing them walk back down the stairs, clearing the floor for them before Price and Graves came up to Kyle to hug him, Alex’s parents doing the same.

There was a small bit of resistance from Alex’s mother when they said they weren’t doing the other dances after their own. But they eventually just accepted it

And it wasn’t long before they started their dance. Lover by Taylor Swift. The first song they ever danced to. The first time Kyle danced. When Alex wanted to get a ring to propose.

Everyone started crying, including them. But they just felt so happy. 

Alex just kept looking into Kyle’s eyes, smiling. He just kept thinking about how beautiful he was.

Kyle did everything he could to hold back his tears, smiling up at his husband. He wanted to just… press pause on it all to make it last longer.

They happily went to their table, where their beautiful cake was.

Alex giggled as he saw Kyle get icing all over his face.

Kyle just looked unamused, just was smirking and chuckling. 

Until he smacked Alex with a bunch of icing, and that’s when the others noticed.

“You two are acting like bloody children!” Price yelled.

“We don’t give a fuck! We ain’t in the military anymore, we can be children!” Alex yelled back.

Alejandro and Rodolfo were cackling, just watching them try and clean themselves up.

Which failed, leading to more giggles.

Alex couldn’t stop giggling while looking at Kyle, seeing him still wiping it off his face.

"That was a bad idea." Kyle whispered, still giggling

"Worth it. You look adorable." Alex said back.

During the reception, they found some time to sneak off. It was still snowing, though it had slowed a lot.

They walked around the venue, around the frozen river, and the snow covered trees, talking about their plans for the honeymoon.

They wanted to go to Canada for a week, followed by another week in Alaska. They had booked remote cabins in both places. They didn’t exactly have plans on what to do, but, they were figuring it out. They mostly just wanted to celebrate in the cabin, alone, but, they wanted to go out and do something. 

“We could even just… go out for dinner?” Kyle asked, "I really… just want time with you…"

"I agree. That's what we should do."

Kyle smiled, "Yeah… thank you… for all the shit we've gone through in the last year, this was… perfect."

Alex smiled, holding Kyle close as they walked back to the barn. It might've only been thirty minutes, but it felt like so long. Just walking alone through the snow was… almost magical. And perfect.

And the others all lit up when they came back in.

But as the night got darker, and the snow stopped… their wedding was over. The magical, wonderful, perfect, love filled, best night was over.

They planned to leave the next day. Later on. That way, they could sleep in, then get all of the decor packed up to go back to their home.

Alex still smiled when Kyle sat up in bed, sleepy eyes, messy hair, and yawning a lot while they packed up the decor, still in very comfy clothes.

His brother got all the decor and got it to their home while they were on their way to the airport.

They fell back asleep on the plane, only waking up when they landed in Canada. 

They smiled as they got to their hotel, and they decided to just relax for the day, in each others arms, just eating snacks, cuddling, and watching TV. They ordered their dinner, and they ate in bed, still holding each other while talking about their future together… they were just happy to be together. After all the shit they went through in the military, and Kyle getting sick… if that was what it took to end up here, they’d do it every time.

Finally, they started to fall asleep, in each others arms, content. 

“I love you, Alex…” Kyle whispered, voice rough from all the talking from the past two days.

“I love you, too, Kyle…” 

That week in Canada was one of the best.

And Alaska was even better.

Alex was lost in watching the Northern Lights with Kyle. they were gorgeous. 

“It’s perfect…” Kyle whispered, “I wish we could see this all the time.”

“Maybe we could come down here more often.” Alex said, wrapping an arm around his waist.

“I’d like that…”

“Then it’s settled.”

Kyle smiled, turning to Alex, running his hands up his chest, gently kissing his lips while Alex’s hands went down to his hips.

“Your amazing.” Alex said, “Your perfect. And I love you.”

Kyle smiled even more. The smile that lit up his eyes.

And Alex smiled back.

They weren’t happy when they had to fly back. But they were still excited to stat the next chapter of their relationship.

They did need to find out what to use all those fairy lights for, though…

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Gabe and Matt are not my ocs. I have permission from @angstkings to use them.

[doodling-doodle]

When you realize that you have a major plot issue with the timing of your fic becuase you had the amount of years wrong but thought it added up right until the month before you have to post it but you can't change it becuase you have the rest of the year's fics based off that one plot point written and can't change it now becuase you have to post it in about a month

[doodling-doodle]

Fluffcember 2023!

Day 11: Gift shopping

Gazalex

Alex smiled as he heard something be placed at the door, and he went out, seeing the packages he was waiting for. It was a few gifts that he had ordered for everyone.

For Laswell and Ava, it was a few pieces of Decor they'd been wanting. 

For Ghost, it was a set of bullet casings that he mentioned a while ago.

For Soap, since he always needed something to keep his hands busy, it was a butterfly knife.

For Price and Graves… They were notoriously difficult to shop for. Kyle was taking care of it for both of them.

Speaking of Kyle, the jewelry he ordered came in. A necklace, and two bracelets. Matching ones, for him and Kyle.

But he still needed to get a few more things for everyone, so he decided to run to the store and see what he could find.

There were a few nice-looking art kits, but he wanted something even better than that for Kyle.

He found sets of the pencils Kyle always bought, as well as the pens. He also found paint markers that he wanted to try.

He found a few smaller fidget toys, and thought Soap would like them.

He found a nice set of throwing knives, and figured Ghost would like them.

He managed to find some decor and picture frames that matched what Ava and Kate wanted.

He happily went back home, hoping to hide everything from Kyle.

Which wasn't always as easy as it sounded