#cod oc fun facts

[the-whispers-of-death]

10 Fun Facts About Stone

I wanted to talk about Stone and give a little more insight into his character, so ten fun facts about Stone. Ten facts about Kali will be in another post! Btw, while this is numbered, the order is by no means a measure of importance.

Stone gets henna done on his hands whenever he's home from deployments. Depending on when his plane lands, he either goes straight to his trusted henna artist or if there's no time, then he has her come over to his house to do it (because he rarely leaves the house when he's home, ofc the artist gets a hefty tip when she goes over to his house).

He doesn't read fiction, he solely reads non-fiction books. His house is full of either books on warfare or medical books. There are some books on astrology because he loves stars.

Not only would he be a cat dad if he was home more often, he'd also be a plant dad. He loves both cats and plants and if he ever retires, he's 100% getting cats and plants.

This me inserting myself into his character (but I mean, isn't that part of the point of OCs?), but he does not like ketchup. Hates it, in fact.

To elaborate on the hating the ketchup fact, Stone is autistic. He was undiagnosed for years until he was in his late twenties. The elaborating on the hating ketchup thing is that he hates ketchup because the smell of it makes him gag.

Stone hates horror movies. He doesn't watch much TV, this is a known fact about him, but he will watch something during recreational time on deployments if someone on his squad pesters him enough to watch a show or movie with them. Except horror/ thriller movies, he will not watch those.

As for what he would watch, he'd unironically get interested in a romcom movie. Someone puts on a romcom movie for shits and giggles and pulls him down onto the couch to watch it with them. While everyone's making fun of the movie, Stone shushes them because he's now invested in the plot.

Stone tries and fails to communicate via stares. He swears up and down that his eyes do the speaking for him, but no one can tell the difference. His eyes always look the same and then they just think he's mad at them because he's just full-on staring, practically glowering at them.

He once unintentionally walked into his neighbor's house when coming home from deployment one year. It had been three in the morning and he lives in a very safe/secluded neighborhood so everyone more or less leaves their front doors unlocked. Despite the fact that he himself locks his front door, he didn't think anything was wrong when he stumbled onto his neighbor's front porch and opened the unlocked door and went inside. He got all the way to the bedroom before realizing he was in the wrong house and thankfully it was the same neighbor who gets his groceries so he was used to Stone's antics.

While Stone is tech-averse, he does listen to music. How does he do that? With the help of his neighbor and Kali, he buys vinyl records. And his favorite music genre is Bollywood music.

Reblogs are welcomed & appreciated! Asks are open, feel free to pop in and talk or request something! (SFW requests only, please and thank you)

[bunnysnared]

fuck it, mods asleep. post the forbidden ocship. the ghostdoves ♥

[ask-staffsgt-sullivan]

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text

Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text.

Combination

[ under the cut :3 ]

[ You want me to buy the /what???/ ]

[ Oh you’re fuckin crazy. Alright fine, be ready tonight. ]

[mango-parfait]

The quiet sergeant and the woman who thought he was Federation and tried to knife him :)

I'll never get over them but I'm taking a break from drawing

[yupstep]

*offers a small, shiny coin*

May I have 5 Zona fun facts if you have time?

*takes the coin like a crow and offers silly doodles in return*

[mymelodyisme]

It’s Critter- bitch.

[mr-1-2-3-4]

I’m bored and can’t sleep so I made short story

If Pixel found Mori- @tw1nkee28

Pixel kicks open the door

Pixel-“UNIT 15 and Shadow Company open up!”

a tall man holding a hammer looks at the seemingly 6foot man little did he know his real height without gear

Pixel-“oh hey- umm buddy can you put down the hammer?”

The taller man walks closer to Pixel and Pixel puts his hands up and removes his mask and calmly walks up to Mori with his hands raised

Pixel-“I’m not here to hurt you, ángel. Is that a better name to call you then what that thing called you?”

The taller man looked down at the demon as his gloved hands reached out and took the hammer gently and slid it over some

Pixel-“it’s ok, ángel. I’m not here to hurt you”

Pixel takes off his UNIT 15 patch and gently held it out

Pixel-“Until. Nobody. Is. Trapped. That’s what UNIT means. We find people or things, to make people feel they aren’t trapped, being missiles to stop a missile strike on a town, or to free people if they've been taken hostage…”

Pixel put his patch back on and called Missile over and the cat walked over in his boots and vest and Pixel bandaged the taller man’s hand gently before picking up Missile.

Pixel-“if you want to hold him to calm down you can, he’s a softie and doesn’t scratch people”

Mori-“why do you trust me instantly?”

Pixel looked down having flashbacks of the fire and what 141 did to him tightening his grip on Missile who nuzzled into Pixel to calm him down before Pixel looked up at the taller man.

Pixel-“well I don’t know if you ever trusted that man, but I know how it feels to be hurt by someone you trusted, left for dead or treated like trash who didn’t deserve anything… but we aren’t here to vent unless you want to, so if you can walk let's get you out of here”

Pixel gently took the man’s wrist to avoid hurting him anymore, and slowly walked with him

[liamthemailman]

CW : Gore, MCD, artistic nudity

My dear Johnny... at least return my heart before you go for good.

It's not fair that I wasn't there to witness your last breath.

What was in your mind as you closed your eyes for the last time?

Because I know you'll be mine before I laid to rest.

I'll see you soon.

Love, Ace

[toastthewolfie]

more fun facts about Selena i supoose

She can blow smoke rings. She doesn’t smoke anymore, sure, but on the off chance where she IS smoking (which usually means something is very, VERY wrong), she can blow smoke rings if she so desires.

Despite how quiet she is, her voice is always incredibly even (unless she’s injured and struggling to talk (Like that one time she got choked out and took extremely long to recover from it due to the duration or if she was bleeding out for example), then her voice is more wobbly), even if she’s extremely distressed.

could NOT teach a person how to be a sniper. She can teach small things (such as her teaching kitkat how to explosive wire, thats small enough and easy to explain) just fine, but sniping? She’s an okay-ish mentor to someone who at least kind of gets what sniping is about but teaching someone from base line is NOT something she could do.

She’s actually really bad at reading people, especially on first meetings. If she’s saying someone is bad news after the first meeting (shepherd), 80% chance that they are, but she’s overall just abhorrent at determining motives, hence one of the minor reasons she’s so touch aversive (she doesnt want to get hurt, and touch is just a little… eh).

didn’t know jackshit about sports until she joined shadow co and wanted to connect a bit with a few of the others and since sports are a very common denominator (after all, who WANTS to discuss work outside of it, especially when you kill people for a living), she ended up picking up the basics on a few of em.

Doesn’t really have an accent but sometimes it comes out when she says certain words.

Has a great immune system and high-ish pain tolerance, but fairly prone to passing out (mostly from exhaustion and overheating but it isnt helped by the mostly black uniforms of s.c.). After long operations and even longer debriefs, can often be seen passed out at the bottom of the stairs. Has also just spontaneously collapsed before (though it was in the army and mostly from stress. She hasnt done that since her army days (and VERY earlier s.c. Days)) and scared the shit out of her commanding officers.

Fucking loves Chappell Roan. Can often be hears singing her songs while baking (most notably Pink Pony Club) with decent enough accuracy for someone who isn’t trained to sing at all.

lowkey terrified of her commanding officers like 90% of the time. (There are a few exceptions, of course, and all of them are from Shadow Company)

cannot keep plants alive for shit except for her pothos plant named Martha (real life reference, i have a pothos named martha, shes one of the few plants ive been able to keep alive, and i love her dearly) and will fight anyone who doesn’t approve of martha.

thats all for now :) thanks for reading :3

Notes pt. 3 (the rest are linked on that so :3)

[the-whispers-of-death]

So I thought I'd make a fun little post about all of the original thoughts about my OCs when I created them that aren't part of their character/background now.

Y'all already know I contemplated having Stone being 6'8" & Kali at 6'6". (Someone tell me not to change their heights around, because I'm really seriously contemplating it and you know I don't have much restraint.)

Sarabi was originally single when he first appeared in my mind, but I just had him married to Kevin when writing "Survivor's Guilt/Blood-stained Hands" because I had originally thought I wasn't going to make the rest of The Lions actual OCs.

Simba was originally going to be younger than Nala, hence why I sometimes write him as a little more childish (I guess is the right term) than how Nala acts.

Ladder came to creation when I was daydreaming about 6'8" Stone and so she was originally going to be 4'8", which is the minimum height for women in the Navy. It was supposed to her and Stone being the on opposite sides of the height range for soldiers in the Navy and I probably would've kept her at 4'8" if Stone had been 6'8" at the time.

Heartthrob was actually originally a Sergeant (don't know if anyone remembers me talking about The Tigers originally) and he was originally two years younger than Sarabi, Kali, & Stone. I changed it because I really do see Stone as someone for goes for his age or older and not anyone younger (even if there's only a two-year difference).

I contemplated making Hellstorm a base librarian. I had no idea what the hell his job in the military was going to be until I made the character introduction post for the High School Teacher AU (I still haven't finished the first part of that AU, RIP) and wrote him being a retired naval aviator (they're all retired soldiers in that AU).

Cerberus was originally going to Manish Joshi-Kaur (Stone's half-brother) and it was going to be like "Oh everyone thought he was deceased, but he was actually held in captivity and just presumed to be dead." But I changed it because with the way the timeline matched up with when all of Stone's half-siblings were born, Manish would've been the same age as Ladder & Cerberus was originally supposed to be eventually romantically with Simba.

This made me realize that I still have yet to post Cerberus' basic info post and so y'all don't even know he's the same age as Simba or that Cerberus isn't Manish Joshi-Kaur, but whatever. I'm holding onto that post until Sarabi's birthday post that's coming in two days.

[sillystanleystuff]

I'm posting shit on TikTok now 😔

(I just realized I didn't censor the word "gun". Hopefully my video won't be taken down 💀)

[pagib1g]

ok. i GUESS this is happening now. ok.

[mayhem-is-aether]

Pat again! I doodled her and then it just sort of evolved into like a fake ID info card lol

Below the doodle with be a yap session about her story just like last time I posted her lol

We've already gone over how Pat values control, and how that conflicts with her desire to be part of something bigger than herself. So this time I wanted to talk more about her mannerisms and how it feeds into that idea of control.

Pat is always watching people, never letting her eyes leave the person she's talking to. This isn't because she actually cares about what they have to say, she's watching their hands, tracking their motions, trying to predict what they do.

When she finally trusts someone, she stops looking at them, she'll look everywhere except them. She doesn't remember her dad's face, but she can remember the faces of her biological parents, she can't remember the faces of the people closest to her because there comes a point when she stops looking at them.

She considers herself very observant, put she's really more paranoid than anything. Paranoid that people are out to get her, that they want to hurt her.

I try to capture her with this neutral curiosity or a flaming anger inside because that is all she outwardly expresses. She hates being read easily, her facial expression never changes drastically, but her body language often does.

She stands very still, and unfortunately that makes the slightest changes to her stance or her hands very noticeable. To combat this, she keeps her hands behind her back.

This isn't my best doodle of Pat by any means, but I had fun doing it. I think that no matter what, she will always be 16 in my head, I struggle to imagine her future when her past and present are so clearly defined.

[nik-barinova]

Since I’m not giving this person the clout they deserve, I thought I drop some lore tidbits on Doe and how she ended up not letting her physical disability get the better of her mentally in Call of Duty

When I made Doe back in like 2013-2014 as a League of Legends OC (if you wanna know how old I am, there ya go 💀), I didn’t think much about it, I just thought she would look cool with a prosthetic arm

Now that I put her in Call of Duty as an adult, I ended up researching more on how she can be disabled with one arm amputated and still be in service without it being a burden on her and everyone around her. Turns, you can! Here’s just one example video of a woman with one arm being able to do jujitsu [x]

Doe had her arm amputated at a young age, roughly 14-15, and was able to get a prosthetic to accommodate her daily needs despite saying she doesn’t need to or want to. Joining the military to give herself a purpose in life was already a task in of itself, begging and pleading she can still do the things able bodied people can do, and yet she was turned down a lot of times without being given a chance

You can imagine the amount of relief and joy she felt when she was noticed by an off duty SAS member and given her chance to prove she can still do everything any other able bodied person can. Ofc she might not get the disability benefits iirc, but this is fiction here, I’m working with what I got lol

Yes, Doe has been picked on by fellow SAS members for having one arm (even the Task Force 141 were guilty, but their’s was more out of good fun), but she was still able to prove to them she can still beat their ass with just her left arm

Doe had to deal with a lot of trauma and anger surrounding the loss of her arm throughout the rest of her teenage years, but maturing and getting older, she didn’t allow it to stop her from being equals with her fellow abled SAS members.

On top of that, she utilizes dance to maneuver around for fights as well as being flexible to take advantage of her opponents.

[cosmictap]

To be loved is to be changed:

A Logan Walker x trans masc! OC fic

CWs: Disassociation (entirely based off my experiences), the vague implication that a character thinks the other may be transphobic (barely there), hints of self hatred.

I’m not to sure how well i wrote any of it but! enjoy nonetheless

There was always something about Logan that he hated about himself, he was shorter than average, could hardly hold a conversation with anyone who wasn’t his brother, couldn’t stand strangers, easily irritable, the list went on and on. He got by each day by sticking to himself, putting up a wall between him and everyone - to protect himself, he reasoned; but he knew. He knew each time he found himself stuck in his own head, somewhere he could remove himself from reality for a while, blocking everything out because it hurt less. The truth was, he needed someone to help him get out, but god knows he was far to gone for retrieval.

That was, until a certain blond wanker boy turned up. He was strange. Introduced himself with his last name, point blank refused to give his first name at first. Rorke. The name sounded familiar, in a very distant part of his brain he couldn’t find the energy to explore, regardless, ‘Rorke’ was frankly, the most irritating person he’d ever met (excluding his brother). It took a week. A single week, and Logan was already unbearably fond of him. Rorke was his best friend soon enough, and god if that didn’t scare him; how had he broken through his defences that quickly? Why was this loud, opinionated kid choosing him?

Within a month he was starting to feel real again in a way he had almost forgotten, the small details of his days stuck out, the way the leaves fell near tenderly onto the ground, the calming sound of those very same leaves, crushed under boots. He loathed to say it, yet, it was plain to see. Rorke found a way to get through everything. He was finally learning how to live as opposed to simple survival.

-~~-

They got out of class that day, immediately finding each other so they could make the walk back home together, something he’d grown very pleased with over the weeks. They were chatting about their days, what kids in their lessons got in trouble, the usual, but Logan could tell something was off with Rorke; he was fidgety, quieter than usual.

He soon found out why. Rorke’s name was Cameron. Although, he said it almost uncertainly, like he was waiting for some kind of rejection. It never came.

-~~-

He’d never admit it to anyone, but Logan was in love with his best friend, perfectly content to admire from afar. Feeling his heart break with every relationship Cam got into, and inevitably end up broken up with.

He wished he could save him, just like he was saved. The risk was high but.. He’s willing to try. For the sake of his partner best friend.

WOOOO this was a bit of a mess coming up the end i won’t lie!!! but i’m done with it!

[lemons-pears]

It's Funny, Really

You expect a man to empty his wallet. Safety purposes, you say. Let him lay everything out on the table before he's approved. The usual: couple dollars, driver's license, his card, a handful of coins. Some currency from different places: either he's well travelled or one for trinkets.

Then you reach the photographs. Distinct. Two clearly tucked behind the one in the clear sleeve. Two you decide would be best to ask about at another time. Personal. Some stickers covering the corners of the clear plastic sleeve.

Two photographs guarded behind the one kept on show, stuffed somewhat haphazardly inside. "Oh, let me get that out for you," The man says, and with steady hands he slips it out. An old picture, preserved in his leather wallet, protecting the memories behind it.

You don't get a look at the two concealed images - perhaps it's best to keep them private. But the one laid out on the desk, lined up with his card, cash, license and trinkets, is a curiosity in itself.

"I..." Between a gentle laugh, more content with sharing than simply changing subjects, he taps on it, holding it down for inspection, "It's a copy. Real thing's back at home. Try not to crease this one 'cause I intend to photocopy it for my folks."

You don't dare to touch it after that statement, happy to stand and stare. He just laughs at your stance.

"Old thing, I ain't embarrassed. Keeps me remembering I'm human."

You don't need to guess who it is. It's written on the bottom.

"'-Santiago'," You tune your ears back to his name-based rambling - not having heard him clearly, "Now, don't go telling the others about my full name, alright? It's rank, callsign or ID from you."

Speaks too casually to his superiors.

Noted.