#drinks tea like a true brit

[magnolia-miraculous]

F. Fathom (aka Argos) Headcanons :)

Haha he’s so stupid (affectionate). I honestly think of him as a pathetic little kitten sitting his butt out on the sidewalk in the middle of the pouring rain that is actively being picked up by Adrien and wrung in a towel and tossed a saucer of boiling hot milk when it comes to his social skills. Ok, dumbass speedrun 3, 2, 1, go!!

He likes oranges but not really the color orange.

Also, not a fanatic but he thinks sports cars look cool.

A naturally good swimmer. When around other people, he’ll often dive under the surface and swim around to where he wants to go that way to avoid disturbing anyone.

His kind of humor is watching Jaws for a night time pool party and diving under the water to pinch people’s ankles.

Honestly a big softie for his mother and the sweet blonde women in his life generally. Yes, this includes Rose.

He bites the middle of his lip and scowls when thinking.

He has drawn blood previously; now has a small linear scar.

Looking for it is one of the only ways to tell him and Adrien apart appearance-wise.

He has severe rbf that Adrien somehow avoided.

Really good at drifting. No one has yet unlocked his Backstory on this topic.

Talks rlly formally w/ his hands behind his back; will cuss you out tho.

Too Tired For This.

He gifts people w/ books/coffee when they meet up sometimes.

Rlly likes greco-roman mythology and astronomy.

“an orange warms the stomach.”

Likes classic/heavy rock + hyperpop. He gets his like for Jagged Stone from his mother.

He’s English, Italian, and American.

A committed polyglot by hobby.

English, French, Italian, Spanish, Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Greek, Latin, and German. Don’t ask how.

He watches k-dramas on the living room tv whilst eating chips and calling the characters cusses and cliche/cringy in Korean like that one meme of Leonardo DiCaprio pointing from his seat with a glass in his hand though, so there’s that.

No Shame.

Nearly aroace but not quite. He made an exception for Kagami :).

Also retconning the way they got together in canon bc that was fast and kinda weird idk. Let’s just say they take a lot more time than that talking at Rich Events ok.

He straightens/styles his hair every morning.

He likes ferrets.

He wakes up at nearly 5a every morning/early bird.

Theater kid trash.

Knows how to play basic guitar.

He takes like 1 college class every six months.

Still graduating in 4 years somehow.

Burnout hit him hard though. Now, he can only rlly ever focus on things if they genuinely interest him.

Unhinged. But, like, slightly (12%).

He likes crosswords and word games and stuff.

He’s got a Vibe Check system for talking to people. Don’t pass the Vibe Check? Bye.

So far, only a good nine people have ever really passed the Vibe Check—Adrien, Kagami, Marinette, Luka, Juleka, Rose, Alix, Nathanaël, and (strangely enough) Chloé.

(I guess she’s just persistent like that, idk, but he lets her hang around.)(She’s still an annoying lil whiny brat though.)

Auto Lila DNI. He can’t stand her tbh.

Don’t try to say they’re anything alike. At least he thinks of someone other than himself from time to time. Or has a personality other than being a nasty snake.

Expert gambler.

Firm believer that cream soda is to die for and has a designated spot in the fridge. Nerd.

He started eating a scoop of orange icecream covered in three scoops of mint to keep people *coughcoughchloécoughcough* from stealing it. He now eats it and enjoys it unironically.

He has tyramine sensitivity :(

He has outbursts similar to Adrien. Like Adrien, he too learned it from his father.

This guy is literally the best wingman.

(When he wants to be, that is.)

He does everything with such sleight of hand to make sure his ships sail.

Felix is the resident babygirl. Everyone calls him that, but if anyone new tries to he’ll slit their throat ok.

He’s incredibly good with young children; no one knows how or why he attained the knowledge he has.

Then they hit the age of three and he’s trying to teach them tax evasion. No.

Zero genuine social skills. He has them when he’s being fake and then he tries to do it for real and they go poof.

He’s just that good at magic huh.

Also has a deeply engrained fear of trusting people with knowledge of his interests thanks to trauma from his broken relationship with his father :)

You just have to understand that this man is a pathetic, sopping-wet-cat of a man. That’s, like, the message here.

Ok bye.

[darth-mortem]

I'm trying to learn English by writing short texts on various topics. I'm writing them about Ghost, Soap and other COD characters. So, here is text about travel and rest (613 words).

“Hey, Captain, did you miss us?” Soap asked cheerfully, looking at Price.

“Honestly he didn’t.” Gaz answered and smirked snidely. “He said how quiet and calm it was without you two this whole week.”

“You’re a jerk!” Soap pouted. “It can’t be true!”

Captain Price sighed heavily and turned the page of the newspaper he was reading.

Ghost carried their backpacks to their rooms and came back to the dayroom. He started making tea for himself, Price and Garrick. Johnny didn’t like tea, so he made coffee for himself and grumbled something about fucking Brits.

“So where have you been?” The Captain asked, lighting his cigar.

“We traveled through the Carpathian Mountains by quad bikes.” Ghost said and sat opposite Price. “We stopped for the night and slept in a tent.”

“Wow, sex in nature is cool.” Garrick interrupted. “Hope you stocked up on wet wipes.”

“No need to be jealous, mate.” Soap sat next to Ghost and rested his head on his shoulder.

“Were you hunting?” Price asked because he was tired of hearing stupid jokes about personal life of his subordinates.

“Hell yeah!” Soap nodded and smiled. “And fishing! I caught a huge trout! And Simon cooked a gorgeous soup with mushrooms and grilled fish steaks.”

Johnny told how Simon and he were picking mushrooms and all his prey was poisonous. It was the first and the only time Ghost allowed Soap to pick mushrooms. Kyle was laughing a lot and Johnny kicked him once or twice.

“Where your route had started?” Price asked when the Sergeants calmed down.

“We flew to Slovakia by plane,” Ghost answered, drank his tea. “Then we rented quad bikes and went through it, Poland, Ukraine and Romania.”

“And Transylvania!” Soap interrupted.

“Did you see vampires?” Garrick smirked.

“No, but Johnny was attacked by a bat,” Ghost raised his balaclava and lit a cigarette. “It was at night when he left the tent. I was already asleep, but his screams and shots woke me up”.

“Soap, did you really shoot a bat?” Gaz stared at Johnny.

“Oh, fuck you, guys!” Soap got angry and pouted. “It was a bloody big bat! And very aggressive!”

“So did you kill it, son?” The Captain looked at Johnny with interest.

“Maybe,” he answered. “It was fucking dark there!”

Soap started showing photos and videos. There were a lot of beautiful pictures of nature; their camp with a comfortable tent, camp table and two fishing chairs; their food cooked by Ghost. Soap was in many photos and videos too. Price and Garrick saw how he was riding a quad bike, fishing, trying to help with cooking, jumping from the waterfall naked, even sleeping in the tent. Simon has much less photos and he was in his balaclava there.

“We have brought gifts for you!” Johnny smiled and ran to his room.

He came back very soon, carrying several packages. Price and Garrick received postcards from Slovakia, magnets from Poland, handmade leather wallets from Ukraine and vampire clay mugs from Transylvania.

“Now it’s your turn to go to leave,” Soap said to the Captain and Gaz. “Where will you go?”

“On the seaside,” Price answered. “I want just to lie in the sun, to swim in warm sea and to drink cocktails all week”.

“And I’ll go water skiing and spearfishing,” Kyle said.

“So you will go together too?” Simon asked, bowed his head.

“No, just at the same place,” Gaz answered quickly, and Soap smirked.

“Well, I’m going to sleep,” Ghost said and got up.

“Me too,” Soap smiled. “Good night!” They left together and Kyle got up to make another cup of tea for him and for the Captain.

[ladyelissarose]

‘A Mother’s Revenge’

Chapter 6 ‘I Don’t Know’

Warnings: LONG ASS CHAPTER!!! But it does justice considering how long it takes to be able to write and put something out. Pay attention to details. Lost of guns and rifles mentioned, call of duty stuff. Drugs mentioned a few times. Enjoy :

Melione’s POV

“Alright Boys, Melione.”

I liked how he addressed me separately, such respect for women that work in a field full of men. Anyways, we all walked up to Price as he shifted his hands to hold onto his vest, while gazing at us with a disappointed look. It was 3am as we stood outside, waiting to see the reason why we weren’t on our way yet. He then began to explain,

 “Listen… Shepherd wants us to check something out, see which missiles we’re actually finding. The ones that Graves spoke to Melione about. So that’s what we’ll do first as we arrive in Mexico. Copy?”

 “”Copy Captain.””

“Then onward we go. Let’s get on board!!!”

Like perfect soldiers we followed our leader into the plane, ready to take off, and head off to the next step. I adjusted myself into my seat trying to get comfortable, maybe rest a bit before we actually arrive, for indeed I still felt exhausted. I sat in front of Ghost and next to Gaz, while Price stayed in the front with our pilot along with Graves, who was directing them to the exact place where the missiles rested. Thudding sounds on the platform of the plane could be heard approaching loudly and closer as Soap’s figure came into view, he was somewhat out of breath as he chattered like a little mouse,

“Sorry, was preparing one of my best teas for the ride and din’t wan’ it to spill as we took off. Want a cup lass- I said LASS not Ghost! Han’s off mate-“

I stood up almost immediately and politely shoved the tea in Soap’s hand towards Ghost as I insisted,

“Hey it’s ok, Ghost is used to you making his teas most of the time, let him have it-“

But surprisingly enough the cup was firmly put in my hand, by Ghost who gravely replied,

“no no... take it Meli. Was just pestering the Scot here.”

I let a soft huff of what could’ve been a laugh,

“oh! well thanks boys.”

After officially taking it I noticed Soap grin triumphantly at Ghost,

‘weirdo... hopefully this keeps me up but well rested.’

Soap’s POV

‘Alright lass... let’s see if this works-‘

“da fuck did ya do McTavish?”

‘O- he called me McTavish. Nice.-‘

“McTav-“

Before Ghost could try and whisper growl at me again I replied calmly,

“Rem’ber tha’ guy back in Tokyo? Da one who I gave tea to in the garage?”

“what-“

“you thought I was insane for not torturing him like you do. But saw him hearin’ fuckin’ colors by the time he went through it... and told us all the information we needed. Same is gonna happen here. Just watch.”

I guess it clicked for Ghost, the vivid memory of what I spoke about, because all that came out of that thick balaclava shite was a pleasant sound of agreement,

“Hmm.”

A few beats of silence followed afterwards, as we watched Melione contentedly chugging the tea, and finishing it as she tilted the cup all the way back, it suite with her head as she desperately tried to reach for the last drop. 

“Fuckin’ genius McTavish... though I have to mention it... I thought you tossed it-“

“-You’re kidding me? Shite is effective-“

“-Yes but Price-“

“-Said it was illegal yesss... but... he doesn’t have to know I still use it-“

“-True-“

“-Will you tell-“

“-Absolutely not. Because you remember our promise-“

“-That if I use it on you you’ll know and kill me and blame it on the drug-“

“-Exactfukinly.”

“Hmm hmm.”

He side eyed me with a twinkle in his eye, they even crinkled, telling me that this Brit was freakin’ smirking. 

‘Bastard... if only he knew how effective his existence solely has on humanity.’

I only rolled my eyes at him before focusing on Melione, who began to rest her head back and close her eyes, I could already imagine the drink beginning to take effect... 

‘Le’s fuckin’ goooo.’

Hours later...

Ghost’s POV

Landing in Mexico at midnight was not on my list, we require more equipment to wear in order to see clearly, and plus... many things hide in the shadows at night. Wearing a balaclava under a skeletal mask was part of my cover for many reasons, but fuck it was sacrificial. I was dying of heat all the time. Most of the time I mentally block the thought of it, but like right now.. I’d kill to take it off for a bit, my skin was sticking to it for how much sweat I had produced in this short amount of time. I hoisted my rifle into good hold when I felt the most soft nudge on my shoulder, I turned thinking it was Gaz, for he usually approached me quietly, but it was Meli, who held the widest puppy lookin’ eyes, like the ones Johnny would give me when he’d beg me to play cards with him on night watch. 

 “Yeah?”

“i can’t put this on.”

She held up her night-vision goggled helmet right under my chin, looking hopeless. 

 ‘Alright...’

“come ‘er.”

“ok.”

I noticed her seem a little more.. different per say? Her little wide eyes and the holding her hands behind her back, she was bouncing her knee a bit too-

‘Fuck it’s the drug... ok.’

It was effective.. she was vulnerable. I didn’t want to start to rough on the questions, so I asked her a normal one,

“What’s on yer mind Meli?”

I adjusted the large helmet on her head, making sure it was alright as she went on to say in between little hums,

 “Mmm.. nothing much Ghost. Oh- ummm... Graves is like.. suspici- well.. yeah it’s nothing-“

‘what about Graves?’

“Ok... so absolutely nothing-“

“-Yes. Is it ready?”

‘Shite she might just get hyper not cooperative... ughh another Johnny to deal with.’

With a last check up I finally let down the goggles, watching her take it in with an awe, as she stepped away slowly,

 “It’s ready Meli... just follow me as I follow Price. We’re in Mexico, remember-“

“-Of course she remembers Lieutenant. Why are you talking to her like a child-“

“Gravessss! Awww... I’m not a child he was just helping me out!”

Graves and I gawked at hearing Melione awe in a high pitch. She only sent us a thumbs up and skipped to stand next to Soap, tugging on his arm to walk with her off the plane. I could see Graves turn to look at me as he questioned curiously,

“Is she ok?”

I didn’t spare him a glance as I replied while walking in suite behind them all,

“She’s never been better.”

‘Please don’t do anything stupid Meli.. please.’

Price called me over as a large SUV pulled up, he was quick to inform,

 “Keep Laswell and Shepherd on your line, they want to be informed immediately on the count of the missiles.”

 “Affirmative sir.”

“Great. Let’s go.”

Graves POV

I wanted to talk to Melione alone for a few seconds before driving off, or at least have her in the same ride as I was in, but she ultimately refused to leave Soap’s side for some God-forbidden reason. I had never seen Soap so excited in a while, as he had her clinging on his arm. Honestly she was totally acting pretty off compared to the usual ‘cold shoulder’ type. 

 ‘What did they do to her or is she just out of it? Damnit! It’s gotta be him.. Soap is always up to something and you never know what it is until it’s too late... fuck.’

Soap was famous for his crazy little shenanigans, he impeccably slipped in and out of ways like a damned bar of soap. His ways were smooth and effective, not always according to protocol, but he managed to get away with it. Maybe he pulled a stunt in Melione now. Second bad thing, I was on a private call with Shepherd earlier.. and I didn’t realize she was there who knows how long until I had ended it. I was about to call her out on it but she mindlessly ran to Soap again.

 ‘You better keep your mouth shut Melione... please.’

Price‘a POV

“Alright boys, Melione, off!! We’ve arrived.”

Melione came up behind me as soon as she got off the truck and stuck to me like glue, a little shadow. I had noticed her being awfully close with a couple of the guys sense earlier.. maybe she was scared, so I made it a point to let her know she’d be alright. I knocked on her rather large helmet as I chided,

 “It’s alright lass... keep yer head in the game and you’ll be alright. Understood?”

“Yes Ja- Price.. yes Price.”

‘what?.. was that a name? was she going to say Jack? Jacob? Jake? Jason-‘

 “Captain we got a situation.”

My head clicked to Gaz as he approached me with a frown, only rising up my blood pressure and curiosity of everything around me,

“What’s that Gaz?”

“The missiles... come and see.”

‘ohhh nooo.. this doesn’t sound good.’

Melione’s POV

Soap gently pulled my hand off of his arm as he worded kindly,

“Stand here and don’ move. Ok?”

“yeah!”

“Ok!” ‘he’s so kind.’

I had felt incredibly safe with Soap, especially after our car ride to here, I had told him many things, I just don’t remember anything about what it was. But he promised he’d keep it a secret, so I was good about it even if I didn’t remember. I now stood in front of what look like huge crates, all holding something incredibly large on top, but their size wasn’t what had caught my attention, it was the fact that it looked like something was missing.

‘1.. 2.. huh? Where’s the 3rd one?’

“Soooooap? Why am I only counting 2?”

“Hold on Melione they’re still checking on the rest-“

Graves tugged my shoulder wanting me to set my eyes on him while trying to explain but I felt like he was wrong. I knew what I was looking at. I called out for Soap again, amid what Graves has tried to explain.

“Soap!-“

“-Melione wait!!!-“

“Stop fucking yellin’ at her! What is it Meli?”

‘Ghost!!’

I wordlessly pointed towards the missiles as Ghost glared at Graves, making him back off. Ghost then laid his attention on me. Soap returned in that moment as he muttered,

“There’s no other ones here but these.”

Ghost and I in sync then replied,

““then were missing one.””

“no fucking shit Sherlock.”

That was Graves of course, who appeared pissed off now, but someone else expressed their anger when he seethed,

“Who the hell got their hands on this!!”

‘Damn the Scot’s pissed… just as I am.’

I took into account Soap’s anger which had me expressing my growing one as I asked,

 “What the hell?? We’re missing a missile? AN AMERICAN MISSILE!?!”

Ghost looked behind me towards Graves as he growled,

 “Did ya know ‘bout this? Graves?”

My eyes followed where his rested and I found Graves to be defensive yet nervous as he responded,

 “No, I even showed and had proof that this was all accounted for and untouched!! No one should’ve been around here at all.”

I scoffed as Gaz quietly pointed out,

“Well someone certainly was.”

I nodded my head in his direction to show I agreed with him, for I whole heartily did.

 Laswell and General Shepherd spoke with Ghost as he addressed to the them about our new predicament, I then walked up to Graves and explained,

“You understand that this is bad right? They are expecting 3 whole missiles! And if I don’t have them-“

 “I KNOW! I know. They won’t believe you or it’ll cause a problem. I get it. This is definitely not my fault though.”

 ‘Who said it was? Why so defensive Graves?’

 Doubt now began to settle in once again. But I held up strong when Price suggested,

 “Why don’t we see if Alejandro and steer us towards anyone he thinks might know about this?”

 I swore I could see Ghost arch a brow while Soap questioned suggestively,

 “Ye mean like he knows someone tha’ knows someone tha’ knows ‘bout this goin’ missin’?”

“Hmm hmm… I’m sure he does, he runs this city like he owns it, or doesn’t give a fuck about who does.”

 ‘Yup… sounds like Alejandro.’

I started to walk away from everything and everyone as I ordered,

“Alright then, let’s head that way.”

Price pat my shoulder and sent me a short nod,

“After you Melione.”

Ghost’s POV

There’s no fucking good explanation for that missile going missing. It’s guarded by high security around the fuckin clock. That means it already got there messed with. Missing that third missile. I noticed that Laswell actually seemed more worried and concerned than Shepherd. Shepherd had a fake tone of concernment in his voice, and he sounded like he already knew about it. Fucker is going to wish he never lived if he’s playing us all onto something nasty. My thoughts must of been loud as Soap suddenly slid next to me, unfortunately bumping into my leg and side as he whispered,

 “Ay LT… ye alright? Can see the smoke comin’ out of ya ears.”

I scoffed at his wording, but nonetheless replied honestly and in his tone,

 “I don’t know Johnny… something about this is all off.”

“And I thought I was crazy.. I felt the same too.”

“Yeh?”

“Yeh.”

“Hmm… let’s hope our guts are wrong, if not it can become a big mess.”

“I know.”

My eyes then settled on Melione, who sat across from me as she played with her necklace, twiddling the rings on her fingers as she glared at Graves. Soap oddly enough commented on what I was thinking,

 “Ye think she has something to do with this and him, Graves?”

“I hope not. But everything in her story is fake, all that we have discovered about her is either off or unaccounted for… so you never know.”

 “I’d hope not either… she doesn’t appear tha’ way at least.”

I huffed lowly and side-eyed him,

“Really?”

“Trust me... we talked.”

“oh yeah?”

“yeah.. but I can’t repeat it here.. too many untrusting ears..”

“m’k.”

‘Hmm… Ya seem confident Soap… better be right Johnny boy.’

About an hour later..

Alejandro’s POV

I stood next to Rudy by our Jeep as I saw the incoming SUV, I heard Rudy let out a broken sigh,

‘What is it Rudy?’

“Ruudyyy... que pasa my friend?”

Rudy shuddered as he spared me a quick look,

“I don’t like-“

“-Alejandro!!”

‘Ay they were quick to get off!’

I couldn’t hear what Rudy said as Soap yelled for her to be careful as she jumped out of the still braking vehicle. I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Ayyy mi corazon!! At least someone is happy to see me.”

I watched her hold a bright smile while she jogged to embrace me. I watched how Ghost got off after her and didn’t like her sweet gestures, but it was nice to see someone like this once in a while. After separating she bounced on her heels and asked curiously,

 “Sooo Price said you had someone we need too see?”

Yeah, Price has spoken to me a while ago, and I already had who he needed in hand. Anyways, Her being a bit hyper was new, I took that into note for just in case. But I replied,

 “Yes cariño… come on muchachos.”

Soon they settled into the jeep, squeezing up pretty tightly as Melione sat between the two large men of steel. Rudy then looked back, smiled at Meli and Soap, and sent Ghost a short nod as he told me,

“Tiengo miedo a los fantasmas.”

‘ohhh that’s right! you’re scared of Ghosts.. can never ‘not be funny.’

Ghost was definitely intimidating, looked like the son of la Santa Muerte and killed like the chupacabra. I was easy around him, but Rudy wasn’t. Melione was the only one who laughed when Rudy had the balls to say,

“With your mask you’ll fit well here Ghost.”

We all glared at him as he began to sweat out his audacity but Melione laughed out loud and leaned her head on Ghost’s shoulder after she stopped, and muttered under her breath,

“I still like you Ghost. And your mask.”

This was all seriously going to be interesting.

Rudy’s POV

The rest of the ride was awfully quiet, especially after what I said. But I could only hear Melione chatter about something incoherently until I heard Ghost say in a little tough tone at one point,

‘Don’t touch. o-ok.. Fine. Jus’ up to there that’s fine. Not passed my elbow.’

Now that we were off the Jeep and standing in front of the crate, I realized that she had been drawing on his tattooed arm, for all the little spaces were colored in. Unfortunately He caught me staring and he roughly pulled his sleeve down. I hurriedly stood next to Alejandro as he started to tell the us,

“Alright hermanos... this is it. Beware.”

Upon walking in we beheld quite the sight. 

Valeria Garza... one of the biggest drug dealers of Las Almas, period. She was fearless and cold, evil too.. and madly cursed at whoever crossed paths with her. I made sure Melione stayed behind Soap and I, as she stayed glued next to Ghost for now. Alejandro walked you to Valeria as he immediately jumped onto the point of our meeting, as he began,

“You know about the missile right?”

She let out a breathless laugh,

“You think I know where everything is huh puta?”

‘Ay madre... starting off big i see.’

That only led to the both of them arguing back and forth for a while, with heavy insulting words and lots of tension. It had come to enough when Graves stepped in and questioned,

 “You two know each other?”

He sent Alejandro a questioning look as he replied,

“Ha, something like that. So Valeria... where the missile?”

She shrugged and tried to look behind us while sassing,

“I know there’s a woman behind you mensos putas.”

Melione tiptoed as she agreed,

“Yeah why am I hiding-“

“-shut up Meli.”

That was Ghost.

Alejandro then was growing more pissed as he interrupted,

“-where’s the missile?”

“I don’t know cabron!!”

Gaz looked at Price while he asked us,

 “What the fuck is going on?”

Price spoke up and questioned,

 “So you know about the missing missile? The third one?”

Valeria chuckled,

“Oh I didn’t count them, I have men for that-“

“-she’s lying-“

Ghost then intervened as his thick accent came out gruffly,

“Where’s the missile?”

Everyone kept spewing questions and curses until Melione squeezed through us. I tried to catch her but she only stood in front of Valeria and plainly asked with a soft voice of shock,

“You gave it to Hassan... didn’t you? That’s why he hasn’t called about the deal.. he has it already because of you.”

Valeria smirked at Melione while she openly checked her out, then sputtered,

“Of course-“

“NO!-“

Her hand raised up but Ghost grabbed it rapidly and pulled her back to his side, she struggled a bit but he not had to stare at her to calm her instantly. She looked furious as Alejandro breathed heavily,

“You think you can do anything with anyone huh??!”

Valeria say back in her chair and sasses once again,

“Even the dogs in Las Alma’s know not to bark at me.”

 A little scoff was heard behind me so instinctively I turned to see who it was, but that’s when I caught Ghost pinching Melione’s waist, right below her bullet-proof vest. She flinched a little and sent him a glare that he completely ignored. I shook my head at her as her eyes locked on mine, but she only sent me a small smile.

 ‘Ayyy que niña.’

My focus unfortunately went back to Valeria as she teased with some suppose seduction in her voice,

“Y quien es esta bellesa? I like her.”

I couldn’t hold back my patience with her anymore and especially more sense she was being a little mouthy about Melione, so I seethed,

“Deja la-“

“You like me mama? Huh… let’s see… if you can tell me at least… the place where we need to go to find what we need. I’ll give you a deal.”

‘Ayyyy mi corazon… that’s new.’

I caught everyone and myself gawk at Melione’s words and sassy attitude. It had never been seen before, or even used, she was usually cold and silent, letting everyone do the talking. Plus she had been angry at first. But now this and her coming out first? That’s was definitely new. Ghost was the most intrigued by her words, as his eyes hadn’t left her at all, you could tell he was trying to read her, understand her. My ears then fell upon Valeria’s words as she pointed out,

 “Give me 5 minutes with you… and I’ll tell you the place.”

Ghost grunted at the offer and just interrupted,

 “Just tell us where the missiles are!-“

Melione then stepped closer to Valeria and replied to her ignoring Ghost’s words,

“-yes. 5 minutes. Then you tell me-“

Ghost yet dared again to growl even deeper and meaner when he saw Melione pushing it,

“-Where’s the missile-“

Graves reached for Melione’s arm while trying to bargain,

“-Melione-“

Soap pulled him back as Melione countered,

“-shut the hell up Graves. Let me handle this, sister to sister… huh?”

And again her eyes found Valeria’s, looking so lusty and shimmering, luring her into her trick. Valeria was a tough bottle to crack, so I wasn’t sure how this would play out, it always took larger measures to get to her. But I was beyond surprised when Valeria suddenly spurted out with a smirk,

“Chicago.”

‘Ay mi vida… she must really want her.’

Melione smiled with triumphant and then ushered us out with a snap of her fingers,

 “Unlike you guys I keep to my word, let us have our 5 minutes. Out.”

I eyed Melione hoping she’d read me trying to tell her to be careful, to which she sent me a wink, and patted my back. To say I was comforted a little was an understatement, I was still extremely nervous about this. For Valeria was a cold and good killer, but you wouldn’t know who she really was until you were trapped in her jaw… she was like Satan. So I was the second to last out as Ghost stayed behind, and could only glare at Melione before stepping out and slamming the door shut, leaving the two alone. It was obvious he was utterly pissed off about this, and Soap was the first to ask him if he was ok,

 “Ye alright mate?”

Ghost stood in front of him completely still and only shook his head as he replied simply,

 “She’s a daring bastard. Think she’s out of cloud 9 now.”

With a sigh he walked away to stand by the door, not to listen in, but to make sure no one came in or out until it was said to do. Gaz walked up to me with his watch in hand as he put forth,

 “I got a timer going, don’t want time to slip pass us in case something goes wrong.”

I gave him a grateful nod as Alejandro worded,

 “Gracias Gaz.”

Now it was the waiting game… we all held the same expression as we thought,

‘What the hell can be going on in there?’

Valeria’s POV

To say this woman was beautiful would be an insult, she was far more than that, and held something I had never seen before. And it drew my attention sense the minute she walked in through those doors. She stood in front of me with eyes that held so many secrets, and so many lies. 

 ‘Quien eres…. I know you’re not a killer.’

“Venga aqui.”

I called out to her softly, her change in expression at my demeanor told me she was slightly worried but curious at it. But she still walked closer and asked in a low tone,

 “What do you want? You only have 5 minutes-“

“Who are you mama? This façade you have going on fits you, but it’s not you.”

Her face dropped a little at my words, but in a second it clicked for her. With some kind of power in her presence she leaned forward towards me and held each hand on the chair beside my head as she sternly said,

 “If you want this conversation to go on, you have to stop calling me ‘mama’-“

 I huffed out a dry laugh as I pushed on,

 “Because that’s what you are? Come on hermana… once you become one you never stop being one-“

She jerked away from the chair and seethed in one breath while holding a frown,

 “Unless it’s taken away then yes.”

Her reply kept me silent for a second, as I registered what she meant. It stung a little to realize, but unfortunately life was a bitch and it’ll ruin good people. I heard her sigh heavily as her eyes closed while she pinched her nose and asked,

 “What was said you don’t repeat. You are in no position to mess with me because I will personally find you and kill you. Understood?”

I watched her as she tried to subtly wipe away tears with her fingers while still holding onto her nose. My heart never felt bad for anyone, I’ve lived this life long enough where we don’t feel anything anymore, but for some reason, it clenched at the sight of her breaking, because she looked so strong.

 ‘Que lamento..’

And her threat, well, I wouldn’t take it as a joke either, her rage was enough to take out a whole city if she wanted too. So I leaned back in my chair and replied,

 “It’s a deal mi Reyna. I’ll look forward to seeing you soon.”

 For the first time a tiny smile made it to her lips as she scoffed,

 “That’s if we see tomorrow Valeria. Adios.”

 ‘People like you and me… always see tomorrow. Because death, is even scared to take us.’

 She walked towards the door as I gave a farewell, 

 “Adios amor.”

Melione then turned back and asked,

 “Was that all you wanted?”

I nodded,

 “Yes.”

And there she stepped out without another word.

Melione’s POV

‘She’s quite the person… but I think I can trust her with that.’

First person I saw while walking out was of course, Ghost. Though Alejandro was the one who spoke to me first as he asked worriedly,

“She didn’t do anything to you right, corazon?”

With a hand on his shoulder I admitted,

 “She’s an interesting woman, but no. She’s alright and ready to go.”

Graves came around as he tried to bark orders,

 “We got to get going, if she knows where the missiles are then anyone else she works with does, so we need to get there first.”

 ‘Always in a damn rush. That Graves.’

Price’s voice went ‘command mode’ as he spoke to Alejandro.

“Alrighty then, Alejandro, Valeria is all yours. Soap initiate our next flight, if the missile is in Chicago-“

Ghost and I then muttered at once,

“Then Hassan is there too.”

At the sync we had it took us a second to glance at one another before following Price’s steps as we began to head onward. For some reason, Ghost and I actually had one thing in common… we really wanted Hassan over everything.

[deluxeyellowflower]

Tag You're It~

Thank you for tagging @containsmoss! I tag anyone who sees this post on their dash and thinks, "hey that'd be fun to do!"

I made my own post and reorganized the questions because the order was bugging me, lol. Original post linked below:

https://www.tumblr.com/containsmoss/764171457863532544/thanks-for-the-tag-tagging-deluxeyellowflower?source=share

Do you make your bed? My bed is a japanese style futon so making my bed should theoretically consist of me folding my blanket, putting my pillow away, and tucking the futon under the couch. Do I always do this? No. And sometimes I just sleep on the couch. Do you talk to yourself? Sure, though usually it means I’m not doing great mental health wise. Do you think aliens are real? The universe is so incomprehensibly vast that the possibility of life is never an impossibility. I'll hedge my bets. What's your favorite number? Numbers divisible by 9 in the traditional times table. The digits add up to 9 which is pleasant. Favorite color? Industrial teal. Favorite type of music? All over the place, but mid-century folk, soul, funk; 1990’s brit pop; early 2000’s indie rock…I think? Favorite childhood sport? Warrior Cats roleplay. Do you like puzzles? Eh. I like jigsaw puzzles. If you could go back to school, would you? I’d only go back if I needed it for a specific career path and it was focused on practical / applied knowledge. First thing you wanted to be when you grew up? Earliest I can remember is librarian in middle school. What is your job? I plead the fifth! A job you had that would surprise people? Nothing I can think of. Oh, this isn’t surprising, but I was once hired to call bookstores to ask if they’re a NY Times reporting bookstore. A professor wanted get his book on the bestseller list, so he bought copies from reporting stores. The stores will tell you if you ask politely. Can you parallel park? I can’t drive. Can you drive a manual car? I can’t drive! Any phobias? Falling and cockroaches and mortality. I hate dead insect bodies. Idk if that’s a phobia. Tattoos? Noooo. Too permanent and I’m too indecisive. Coffee or tea? Tea. There's simply so much more variety. Also I grew up drinking lots of kinds of tea. Black, green, oolong, barley, corn, rooibos, hibiscus, ginseng, chamomile, etc, etc, etc. Coffee's good too though. What's your guilty pleasure? I don’t tend to feel guilty about pleasure, unless it cost a lot of money. Hm. Shitty shoujo manga? Travel? What movies do you adore? Columbus, Whisper of the Heart, Howard’s End, Moonlight, True Grit, uhh Labyrinth.

[michaelinaroombitching]

drinking tea like the true brit i am

[waitineedaname]

idk if you still want uk tips, but here they are if you do:

people will be weird and/or excited about your accent, especially people who live near you

brits love a budget german supermarket, lidl and aldi have a lot of fans in the cost of living crisis

gp visits are a nightmare, and if you're moving from another country there will be LOADS of paperwork, but you should get signed up with a surgery ASAP - also, you can go to the pharmacy for a lot of stuff

queue culture - we love standing in lines

if you don't like tea, don't bother (lots of us don't) but it's a pretty big cultural thing so give it a go (we're such a nation of tea drinkers that the national grid [electricity] has to compensate for the number of kettles we use daily

wear whatever you like - nobody really cares

if you drive, you'll need to retake the test for UK roads

greggs is the iconic lunchtime place for mid tier pastries (sweet and savoury) and lunches

also, pie in the UK is typically savoury, filled with meat and/or veg and gravy

meal deals - a sandwich, crisps/chocolate/another snack, and a drink - are absolutely everywhere and an incredibly common lunch

we love double carbs - chip butty anyone?

fish fingers are such a good food that i don't think americans have? baked beans are nice but you can add spices/flavourings to them

you don't have to like marmite - if you try it, ONLY HAVE A SMALL AMOUNT. any american who puts a full spoon of marmite in their mouth is basically unknowingly undertaking the british cinnamon challenge

basically everywhere has a chippy (fish and chip shop), at least one curry place (thanks, colonisation(!)), and a chinese. curry's almost always good, chippies can vary, and be VERY careful with the chinese, because they're iconic for food poisoning (although absolutely delicious as well)

all restaurants have a food hygiene rating on the front door - 3 or less is questionable

find out if you qualify for any travelcards and get familiar with your local public transport - buses are often late, coaches are typically on time, trains often don't come at all

seriously. don't take the train if you can POSSIBLY help it - it's BONKERS expensive and often cancelled and replaced with a coach

know a bit about uk geography, if poss - lots of usamericans don't seem to know what wales is, or how north and republic of ireland are different

main tv networks are channel 4, itv, sky, and the bbc. c4 & itv are free with ads, sky requires a subscription, and the bbc is free but can only be watched by households with a tv licence (if using iplayer, the bbc's website, you can just lie about this, but there's a whole debate about whether they can/will catch you - look up tv detector vans)

british people end their texts with 'x'. it is NOT FLIRTING, we literally do it to everyone and often you'll get two or three - it's basically a punctuation mark. don't look into it

york specifically is like the north ? with emphasis on the question mark. england has a lot of perceived cultural differences between the north and the south, with the south stereotypically richer, ruder, entitled, busy, unfriendly, and the north stereotypically more rural, insular, prejudiced, and working class. it's not always true, and afaik york's a pretty afluent area, but it's something to be aware of

ahhhhh you are so kind, thank you for sending me all this! unfortunately, I am no longer moving to the uk because I was tragically fucked over by the university, so I'm moving to canada now. but if I ever end up moving to the uk after getting my master's (which is not out of the question!) this advice is incredibly useful, thank you so much for going into such detail, I really appreciate :')

[glittter-skeleton]

Dirk and Tea: headcannons

So as person that doesn’t drink coffee and comes from the world’s second most tea-obsessed country (Russia. For proof of how much we like tea: I’ve done the entire routine of sauna-vodka-black tea multiple times. Tea right after you come out of a 100°c room. That’s a thing). So I’d like to add a more complicated view.

First of all, as any true herbal tea drinker would tell you, tea that comes in a bag is not tea. Dirk is not a true herbal tea drinker

With the way his life has been I think he is very much an anything above Lipton kinda guy, even then only because he is in his 30s. You’d catch 20yo Dirk Gently with 3 bags of Lipton in one cup at one am more times than not. His life would not have been kind to fancy French presses or nice non-bagged herbal blends so he has settled for second-grade tea bags that are nice enough. He also has different preferences for different times of day and modes of being:

Milk and sugar for breakfast, obviously. It’s caffeinated and it even has some nutritional value

Random tea packets with liquid honey for working in the office, chilling after work, any life situation really. Here you get your camomile meadows, spring melodies, tropical marvels and chocolate brownies. He gets then in those gift packs that include like 5 of each one and picks based on his mood. Most of it is just random choices tho. (He has a secret separate pack of Mint Thunder that he re-fills the main pack with because that’s Todd’s favorite even if he won’t admit it. The Melissa Greens also stays un-touched even if he really likes that one because it makes Todd just a tiny bit chiller)

With everyone else’s coffee order it’s either hot chocolate to treat yo self or matcha because that’s like tea but coffee. Love that thing.

For a caffeine boost it’s English Breakfast drank straight or with a tiny bit of sugar and lemon. More than one bag has been banned from the office but he still does it sometimes on his own. It’s not Lipton though, he has at least some self-respect

No idea of American places do this but if they do he’d get nice kettles of tea with lots of sugar and like actual berries in them for the table at cafes.

He’d love sea ​​​​buckthorn tea if he’d ever came to a country that had it. It’s served everywhere, especially around autumn, is bright orange tastes exactly like you’d expect orange to taste. But alas, he is unaware of its existence.

For staying in eventually as his place gets a bit more like home he’ll get a French press gifted to him and start collecting those bags of loose leafs with little pieces of fruit and berries and berry leaves in them. It may take some extra time to cut a slice of orange into it but it’s worth it, it’s always worth it.

For true late nights it���s black tea decaf and sugar. When you just cannot with any flavor and just need that familiarity.

So yeah, this might also all be wrong because I have no concept of how Brits drink tea. Not much more wrong than what we Americans have with the constant coffee runs. Comes from the heart from a person who takes a tea thermos with herself to work just so it’s extra nice))

[munsontm]

happy december 25th, frankenstein!! yeah, yeah i know i missed in on your side of the world but !! cut me some slack. i'm american. anyways, I was just popping in to remind you how wonderful I think you are and how much I love having you on my dash. I can't believe we've survived knowing one another since the hell days of asoiaf. Youre me favorite bloke. I hope you got to sit and drink your favorite peppermint tea or whatever it is that fanfiction always makes you Brits do. love you mate!! And I'm so damn thankful to know you

Okay, first of all. I'm wondering if my life is a fanfic now because I do drink peppermint tea...thanks Lucas. Is my existence a lie? Am I in the matrix? 🙃 (I drink peppermint tea only sometimes lmao)

And bless your yankee doodle ass for always having a nice word for me, the Brit tit. I know we always bang on about surviving the great war that was the a song of ice and fire fandom during its height. But it's true. Nothing has topped the horrors of that for me!! Lmao. And yet, I'm still there. 🤷 Tho tbf I was vaguely one of the 2015 assholes, but weren't we all?

It's always a pleasure having you about my dash. I love your rants and your mad verses that you come up with that are cringe af but also awesome. You're one of the...and forgive me for saying this lame shit, realest people I've met here. That's one of my favourite things about you. Is that you sPeAk yOuR tRuTh. I sound like some social media influencer, forgive me again m8.

I'm glad to know you and hope to for many years to come...since Tumblr can't get rid of us. 💖

@spynorth

[inuyashaluver]

I’m gooooood!!!!

I need a recommendation on food to try cus I’ve been failing at my try a new food a week task because it was scary to me so I’ve gone to once a month lmfao

Anyway if you have any recommendations of food to try that isn’t just plain stuff off a kids menu (all I eat) that would be greatly appreciated���😭😭😭😭😭

How are you????? Are you up to anything exciting

I’m assuming your still on break from uni so I hope you’re enjoying your time off relaxing still

-Brit

i’m glad to hear you’re doing well!!

ah yes your food challenge!! ONCE A MONTH IS STILL AMAZING I AM VERY PROUD OF YOU

hmmm i haven’t had anything new recently 😭😭😭😭 drink recommendations - if you like bubble tea, try either a winter melon tea OR a mango milk tea, my true loves

i’m doing well thank you!! i’ve been relaxingggg, writing so i can spoil you and chilling out like now i’m bored HAHAHA

yesterday i got drunk which wasn’t ideal but i had a good night 😭😭😭😭😭

[callmeghoulshit]

OKAY OC SPAM TIME

You said Kai’s typical breakfast is bacon sandwiches. What is everyone else’s favourite breakfast food and does Fae make it for any of them?

I have to know what their house looks like too! Have they all decorated their own bedrooms? What colour walls do they have?

What kind of music does the band make? I know you said three of them are rappers.

I want to know more about Mikaela! I want to know what she does around the house, what did she used to do, what does she look like?

What kind of presents does Rylan buy for the others?

Are there any pets in the household? What are all their favourite animals as well?

You said there’s a vegetable patch, do they grow a lot of their own food? Who’s the best cook of the group?

I need to know more about Kit and Tyler they sound so sweet 😭 How did they fall for each other? What kind of activities do they do to together?

Finally (for now) do they all have a background in like illegal criminal adjacent stuff? Tyler was a demolitions expert of some kind and Kai was a pickpocket, did the others do anything similar?

Essay pls 🙌

(jk no pressure love ur guys x)

Breakfast in the household:

Kai has his usual bacon butty, there's just something about Fae's bacon that's so fucking good. He also has coffee. I think I saw @tinymoon-beam say this about little phantom and it was so adorable I had to go nick it (I'm so sorry<3), one time when KitKat was little he got upset because Kai wouldn't let him drink from his mug. So Fae made up a VERY lukewarm hot chocolate and Kai threw some cinnamon on and now they've tricked him into thinking it's a special kind of coffee. At first to appease his little mind, but now if you dare fucking tell him even when he's big that his mug isn't full of "coffee" you will be shot on sight.

Kit typically goes for kids cereal and strawberries. He's very attached to strawberries so he also has a glass of milk with those milkshake straws on warmer days when he doesn't want his "coffee"

Rylan developed a soft spot for marmite on toast and a cup of tea, he's literally the last person aesthetic-wise you expect to be wandering around with a big ass mug. I love that you're a Brit shakes cuz I can just say stuff and there's a 99% chance you get me. Rylan was gifted the massive fucking sports direct mug for Christmas of their first year in the home.

Mikaela has a little more of an "expensive" taste, Fae loves to rustle up an omelette for her, or some french toast. She's also one to take her plate outside to the garden on good days

Tyler opts for a roll, rather than a butty, sausage, bacon and maybe an egg slapped on top too if it's an omelette day for Mick. Usually wrapped up for him in some tissue or foil so it's a "breakfast on the go" type of thing. Sometimes he's chasing after his little (note: regressed) boyfriend who just can't sit still or Dante's late for breakfast and that means he's most likely up on the arches smoking and Tyler goes to track him down. Rylan may be Dante's best friend but those two have an unspoken bond.

Azazel has always skipped out on breakfast, but can be forced down when it's a family thing and Fae cooks a breakfast for them for an occasion.

Dante likes cornflakes. Dante also likes spices. Dante also likes huffing acetone and develops rashes and sores in and around his mouth and has to have the spices forcibly removed from his hands because this bitch put paprika on cornflakes and irritates his mouth.

Fae has a pick n mix breakfast, nibbling at everything she makes everyone and in true mum fashion, eating any leftovers. She feels bad that she falls under the stereotype of a girl getting up early and doing all the cooking for everyone all day. But growing up, the kitchen was her safe space. It's where she has protection, hiding spots, and now with this family, a purpose she fights to keep. Literally fights because if you walk in her kitchen she will (lovingly) wang a utensil at you. She likes the purpose and knowing she keeping everyone happy and healthy, and everyone loves her cooking and baking. Just don't try and take anything. Because she will actually throw something at you. And that is a risk a stoned Dante is willing to take for cookies.

The house's appearance:

Uhhhhh so search up gothic mansion on Pinterest. Because that is like the closest you'll get.

The house has always been shifting appearances in my head so it's hard to pinpoint because you'll have dark hallways that lead out into a massive marble passage and stairway. It's just a mix of everything.

So lemme give you lore instead haha. The "house" is actually a giant fucking run down mansion, Azazel put time and effort into making it livable for them and they make it work, they wouldn't have it any other way. Okay tell a lie the one thing they would change is how far away their rooms are. Azazel and Rylan's room is the further away, it takes a solid hour of walking to get from the entrance to their room on the fourth floor. And that's if the house is being nice. It's loosely based off H.H.Holmes' murder mansion. The lord of the manor built it to be a confusing trap, if you run down a corridor instead of walking, the walls are triggered and your path is cut off and rerouted. Stairs can give way to a long drop down. The servant's corridors which are used as shortcuts aren't to be confused with the trick servants corridors that slowly press in tighter until it's too late for you to realise you're stuck. And if course the regular lockdowns that trigger every trap imaginable and they have limited time to escape the house.

Living there has made them all very adept at parkour. Someone says they'll swing by your room to grab somwthing? Yeah they aren't taking the door, they're going out the first available window, scaling down the building, onto the balcony and into your room that way.

The initial room allocations were as follows:

Rylan and Dante - first floor

Mikaela and Kai - second floor west

Kit and Tyler - third floor west

Fae and Azazel - third floor east

Relationships and natural "disasters" lead to a little shake up and currently it is:

Fae and Dante - first floor, same room

Mikaela and Kai - second floor west

Kit and Tyler - third floor west

Rylan and Azazel - fourth floor east. Rylan and Fae swapped places but three years ago they came back from tour and a storm ripped the wall of their room away, leading to rylan and azazel moving all their shit to the rooms above them, meaning they've managed to keep their little private garden.

Decorating isn't too much of a thing on account of the house lockdowns being destructive and also the ghosts not liking change. The house still has the aesthetic and air of an old manor, just with some electric cables, solar panels and an Xbox jammed into a corner. But seriously everyone's room has their own "vibe", it may still mostly fit in the the look of the house but they all have their own touches.

Now. The music they make. Oh boy. How do I explain. It's so dumb cuz you can tell what I was into at the time.

I was heavily influenced by kpop at first so it's easy to break it down into vocal and rap lines. I'll give a summary of what they do I'm so sorry I can't explain this well haha.

I may have stolen some names for the band.

So they're called All Time Low cuz the name fit. All time low doesn't exist, their music exists under a random ass name to make up for the fact I stole their name haha.

The rap line (Azazel, Kai, Tyler) is called Killswitch, and the final sub unit is called Cover Fire (Azazel, Kai, Tyler, Rylan, Kit) as they're the ones responsible for performing live covers.

Azazel - leader, main rapper, main vocalist, main dancer, has a version of a "violin" she occasionally plays.

Rylan - guitar, bass, keys, vocals, main dancer

Kai - bass, rap line, a dash of screamo but he's a nervous baby

Mikaela - vocals, main dancer

Dante - vocals, main dancer

Fae - vocals

Tyler - drums, rap line

Kit - vocals, and just being an all round cutie patootie regardless of stage concept.

So yeah, early years being so influenced by kpop, everything had choreo. I still remember a lot of it to this day. However with the ghost hyperfixation, there's more focus and inspo on cover fire and their live performances.

I swear I can't stay on topic. And now to FINALLY answer the question uhhhhh rock music? Maybe? I'm bad at genres I'll just drop a link to the Nightcore playlist and the Spotify playlist of "their" music. Because I hear a song I like and just steal it. No one is safe, I stole from fucking MCR despite saying I wouldn't. Ghost is the only safe one actually haha.

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLowxEXd9aRwQkqZIkiePGF7VEwrPnXVq8&si=iPS7CpznHl8-rDCo

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/561X0CtADRIqDs88FrOohQ?si=Eq_Q-IP3QleNx0dgJfIIrw&pi=e-5r19PGffTHma

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6xMxIihv0swg3GTN2adcoM?si=FW0DVlszTLmk-Cm0loA5EQ

Now then. Mikaela. Middle child of the house. Raging bisexual. She is honestly a babe. Loves her family fiercely and absolutely hates seeing any of them being less than happy. Micky is stereotypically the Hot One™, if you wanna dip your toes into sad stuff she (alongside Rylan) is very hypersexual and has a lot of issues going on. One of her main things the two of them are outspoken on is things like sexual liberation. They love to see their shyest members come into their skin, start to grow their self esteem and then finally finally start to join in the FREQUENT nsfw conversations they all have. Talking about their experiences, their thoughts, fantasies. Time was Fae never would've said a word, but now? Oh sometimes Dante will tackle her over a sofa because Mikaela is encouraging Fae to talk about her and Dante's night. Not to worry this is all consensual, secrets never keep long, they just don't wanna be the latest family joke like Rylan was when they found out his private nickname was "baby bird".

Mick was once a sex worker, she's extremely good at pole dancing and oh my fuck, her muscles. You can sometimes forget they're there until she pulls herself up and mm biceps.

She doesn't really come across as a maternal person, caring in her own ways. One time kit had a freakout and ended up pulling his eyelashes out. She sat with him every morning and would painstakingly apply false lashes to his lids in a way that looked natural without interfering with his lashes regrowing just so he could stomach looking in the mirror. Regressed kit is when she goes from mommy to mummy. She was part of the reason kit became so comfy with femme clothes and makeup. He always wanted to dip his toes into it, followed a LOT of femboy accounts. And then whaddaya know, the little fucker comes out as genderfluid. Mick was the starting point for him, she had to have an emergency makeup touchup before a performance because kit typically has two stage outfits, femme and masc, and always stuck with the masc despite being out. So that performance where she said fuck it, and put on the dress before they went on stage? Tears from everyone, the were so proud, Mikaela especially.

RYLAN AND HIS BLOOD MONEY PRESENTS AHAHAHAHAHA

So Azazel can be stingy. Like holes in her underwear, held together by a couple stitches "it's fineeee". And they had a lil weekend away in London because they had to take care of business. And they were walking down Regent Street and EVERY SINGLE TIME her gaze lingered on something for more than a second he'd do a 180°, pull her into the store, and force her to look around and admit to what she liked.

One time Mikaela was in a town and saw a GORGEOUS bass guitar, and Kai doesn't own his own, he uses Rylan's, so she was desperate to get it. She tells the guy she wants it, he packages it, and tells Kai to go leave it in the car while she pays. Yeah so her card declined. SOMEHOW she convinced the guy she would be right back with a working card cuz KAI HAS ALREADY WALKED OUT THE STORE THINKING HIS GIRLFRIEND WAS TREATING HIM. The gang had already seen Kai and got excited over the case he was carrying, and then they clock Mick. High heels thundering down the high street and her face is just screaming "rylan card pleasepleaseplease". He passes it over, no questions asked and Kai doesn't know this happened.

Kpop albums and merch for the kpop stans, makeup and skincare, nail supplies for Kai, anything someone gazes wistfully at fir a second too long? Bought. He just wants to make everyone smile.

Mick one opened his toy chest and was marvelling at a glow in the dark dildo he had, and he was like "yknow it's exactly the same as another I own, just glow in the dark. Take it Mick."

"Dude you sure?"

"Oh I'm sorry do you not trust my cleaning skills?"

"No not that you dick. I can take it?"

"Yessss. Let me know how it goes girl"

Fae has fish, they're in her room and thankfully the tank is safe during house lockdowns. There's a lot of dogs running around too. Weirdest pet has been the lamb. Wearing baby nappies. Totally not inspired by real life. (I can drop the pictures if you want lmao)

Pets aren't something I thought about as I focused more on the farm and Azazel's sheep, oopsie

So they're almost isolated from modern society on this island. The local inhabitants are still in the middle ages. They gotta don some era-appropriate clothing in order to fit in as best as they can on market days. Azazel had to sell some produce in order to get her hands on the currency. So they get grains and meat from the local market usually UNLESS the locals are struggling. Then they fuck off to Tesco because they have that option. The veg patch started as something to occupy kit, he already loved the flowers but there's so much free time for him he ran out of things to do, so Azazel started him growing strawberries, which has now escalated into a variety of produce.

Fae's the best cook, she takes her job so seriously and everyone loves her cooking. Rylan does make a banging lasagne though. And the Spanish Lads™ (Kit, Tyler, Dante) come together to make pasta for everyone when Fae is away.

Ah Kit and Tyler. Everyone met at the building their therapists operated in. From the moment Tyler saw Kit he felt so familiar, so protective and swore to not let him get hurt. They would all chill together before sessions, very awkward given how guarded and untrusting they were of each other. Tyler would fetch Kit's drinks, open his snacks for him, sit at an angle so that Kit's chair was practically in between his legs to "protect" him.

Kit's the smallest and Tyler's the biggest, size kink go brrr, Kit can't help but feel so safe next to him, when they walk together he clings onto Tyler's ring and middle finger. He often falls asleep, he's a very tired lil thing, and Tyler's used to carrying him. Either bridal style, on his back when he's too tired to walk, or when Kit's regressed, on his hip. That's a very typical thing to see when Kit feels small, he folds in on himself and Tyler, Rylan or Azazel hold him like a lil toddler.

The boys weren't one of those whirlwind love at first sight romances. They struggled with their own internalised homophobia and it took a while for them to come to terms with their feelings. When they had separate beds and were just "roommates", Kit would steal Tyler's pillow when he was away to snuggle into it.

Tyler has always been Kit's biggest supporter. Be it his gender identity, eating disorders, mental health, or his performing. He's been keeping photo albums since the start, both of them enjoy their cameras. Kits favourite is his nsfw album. It's nothing inappropriate, but after they make love (not a quick fuck) Kit loves to snap a selfie of their beaming faces with his Polaroid. It's one of the sweetest collections he has.

Tyler also bought a giant bottle of strawberry shampoo for him years ago because of the kid's OBSESSION with strawberries. It was Kit's favourite thing and he refuses to use anything else.

AAAND FINALLYYYYY

CRIMEEEEE

Rylan: ostracized from a mafia family. Literally anything you can think of, he's done. Progressed from (illegal) crime scene cleanup to being an actual hitman.

Azazel: she didn't have a background in anything besides a dash of hacking and forgery of a driver's license (that she still uses to this day). But currently she's running like Rylan. Her main schtick is hacking, she's a star for that.

Tyler: demolitions expert and explosives.

Kit, Fae, Mikaela : not much crime really, kept themselves to themselves.

Kai: pickpocket and a thief.

Dante: drugs. Running and cooking, not so much dealing.

I hope you enjoyed this!! Please feel free to ask more or start a conversation about them<3 take this as an extra birthday present.

[internetspacegirl]

my sister is sick of me i keep spamming her about the Opera GX Browser mods and how EPIC the MODS ARE like the METAL PIPE MOD and the SPIFFING BRIT MOD

THIS IS NOT AN ADVERTISEMENT

I USED TO USE FIREFOX BUT NOW I USE THE SPIFFING BRIT BROWSER LIKE A TRUE BRIT NOW IM GONNA GO SIP TEA OUT OF MY SPIFFING BRIT MUG BECAUSE IF IM NOT DRINKING TEA IM NOT SKILLED

🍵🍪

Tea and Biscuits anyone?

[jackbatchelor3]

'In these stressful times, all I can do is drink tea.'

Spoken like a true Brit.

😂😂😂

[souredvalentine]

why is tea the solution to all british peoples problems

like my mum just got off a work call and went “i best put the kettle on then”

[sunstar121]

Techno: oh btw whats your other half?

Ranboo: oh a piglin, just albino

Techno:

Phil:

Techno: a-

techno: a WHAT.

ranboo: uh- uh- yeah, uhm, uh, oh gosh yeah, I'm half albino piglin. yeah.

techno: ranboo.

ranboo: techno.

techno: ranboo. I'm literally a piglin. why. did you not tell me. I'm LITERALLY A PIGLIN-

ranboo: I dont KNOW OKAY i was NERVOUS-

techno: WHY WERE YOU NERVOUS WE'RE LITERALLY THE SAME SPECIES WHY WOULD YOU BE NERVOUS-

ranboo: TO BE FAIR YOURE VERY INTIMIDATING AND I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT YOUD THINK OF ME HIDING IT-

phil, looking between the two nervously: I'm gonna put the kettle on, who wants tea?

[assassinmidnight]

Their resident Genius

The BAU is called in by Scotland Yard to help with a case, Spencer becomes intrigued when he hears that they have their own resident genius.

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Spencer Reid x Holmes!Autistic!Female!reader

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Honestly Spencer was unsure why Scotland Yard had called them in, he always knew that their team was one of the best but the fact that Scotland Yard had called them in had surprised the Genius a lot.

--

“Okay team, we’ve been called in by the English. We’re gonna be gone for a bit so pack accordingly. Airstrip in 30,” Hotch called. “Wait, the English? You mean Scotland Yard? Scotland Yard called US in, why?” 

“Really Reid, I thought you’d be the most excited to meet their team. Apparently they have their own resident genius,” The reply from Hotch had Morgan smiling “Resident Genius? Is he smarter than Reid? Man I have to see this,”

--

During the entire flight Spencer had been thinking of the so-called Genius. He didn’t really believe in genius as a word but he had become intrigued. He wondered if Hotch was honest, if he was correctly informed. Spencer had for a long time kept track of Scotland Yard but he’d only heard of Sherlock Holmes being their resident genius, but he was a consultant not an official agent. Did he decide to join them officially?

“Reid stop, I can hear the cogs turning in your head and it’s keeping me from my sleep,” 

“Shut up Morgan,” Morgan looked over “Reid I get it, you’re stressed about meeting new people and maybe even someone who can go against you in brainiac power. But dude chill, it’s gonna be all good, chances are they aren’t even close to your level.” 

Spencer took that into consideration, it’s true most people who are called geniuses aren’t close to his level.”

_

“Okay team we’re gonna meet the people from Scotland Yard. Behave,” Hotch sounded more serious than he looked.

Spencer was surprised when they entered the building, it was nothing like their own. This place was not messy or filled with people stuffing the rooms, it was all quiet and strict as if it was a classroom. “This way to the office,” Hotch pointed towards a room and they all headed there.

“Ah Agent Hotch, thank you for coming,” The man smiled and shook hands with Hotch, “This must be your famous team of profilers,” The man quickly looked at his watch before looking up again. “We should wait with the introductions, one of ours is running late,” Morgan smirked “Your resident genius?” The man looked up surprised before nodding, he looked like he was about to answer but got interrupted by the door swinging open.

“I’m sorry for being late, you know how my brother is,” A woman came in, a bit out of breath. She looked around 21 and had (y/h) colored hair, quite long too.

She seemed to realize the company they had and went beet red, Spencer thought she looked pretty cute. 

She turned back to the man, “So this is the BAU team lestrade? The best profilers,” 

“Wait you’re Greg Lestrade? You worked with Sherlock and Dr. Watson,” The two brits looked over at Reid, the girl cocked her head to the side before smiling. “Dr. Reid I presume. I’ve read a lot about you, three PhDs and working for the FBI at 24, impressive,” now Reid turned red earning a laugh from Morgan. “You did your homework,” The woman looked at Morgan, “Yes I did, I like knowing who come here, Agent Morgan.” 

“Y/n behave. I know you prefer working alone but no need to be rude, you are better than your brothers aren't you?” The girl named Y/n sighed and nodded. “Good, introduce us to the UnSub.”

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Throughout the entire briefing Spencer had been staring at Y/N, he couldn’t figure out how such a young woman was part of Scotland Yard. He tried to profile her but all he could decipher from her movements, which were many. She fidgeted a lot, tended to stare at the wall and kept her arms crossed over her chest. She was distracted, bored and introverted. That profile didn’t fit someone in this field. 

“Yes Y/N?” Hotch's voice brought Spencer from his thoughts.

“Dr. Reid, why are you staring at me so much? Is it really that hard to profile me?” Her voice was quite gleeful. She was proud, she had an advantage and she knew that. “Mm, yes sorry, I was profiling you but it wasn’t hard. You are clearly bored by this, unfocused throughout the entire briefing and you are closed off. These are not common attributes in Agents, that’s why I was staring,” He felt pretty proud of himself until “You didn’t introduce me Detective?” “No, I thought it best to keep the introductions til we're all here. But it seems like you know them well enough which I expected but you should probably introduce yourself,” Lestrade smiled and Y/N nodded. “My name is Y/N Holmes, little sister of both Mycroft and Sherlock. I am the one who usually works alone in my cave but apparently I was needed for this case. And no Dr. Reid I was not bored or unfocused, quite the opposite actually. I was just in my mind palace,”

“You’re the sister of Sherlock? Wait you’re the resident Genius,” Y/N laughed at Morgan’s reaction. Once again she cocked her head to the side, smiling. “How many PhDs?” She turned to Reid, “None, school bores me. Also resident genius isn’t what I would call myself, creative genius with hypersensitivity. All the Holmes boys got none of the emotion so I got all of it,” Reid nodded. “Well now that we’ve been introduced to the most interesting thing in England, how about we get started.”

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“You still thinking about Miss smartypants, Pretty boy?” Reid tossed a pillow at Derek, but he did nod. “There is something about her, she wasn’t looking at me but knew that I was watching her. She assumed Lestrade had introduced her to us but was happy when she got to do it herself and she pointed out that she is more creative and sensitive than her brothers who are known sociopaths. I can’t understand her brain, or her profile,” Morgan stared at Reid before laughing “Dude it sound like you have a crush on Miss Holmes, well if she is as smart as they say your kids will definitely be something out of this world,” Morgan kept on laughing even when Spencer turned around on his bed.

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“Welcome to my cave, don’t touch anything without asking.” Y/N was stern, her look was cold as well Spence nodded. “So um, why am I working here instead of in the field?” he asked, she looked at him annoyed before turning to her screen. “Because your boss thought it would be best to keep the two geniuses in the same room.”

The two kept working, Reid was surprised at all the tea Y/N was drinking and how she compulsively played with her bracelets whenever she was thinking. OCD, that did fit but something still felt off. “Just ask, get it out of the way before you drive me absolutely nuts” she looked at him expectantly. Spencer gulped before asking the question “Why can’t I profile you? I know it’s nothing on my end so it must be something on yours,” She shook her head and smiled, looking back at her screen. Spencer sighed thinking she wasn’t going to answer. 

“I am autistic with traces of OCD and dyslexia, that’s why you can’t profile me. I don’t fit the general profile for autistics. I have a deep emotional understanding but I lack logical intelligence that is usually paired with the diagnosis. My OCD traces are caused by my autism and the compulsive behaviors are mainly caused by anxiety. I suffered deep trauma in my childhood like both my brothers but unlike them I never emotionally distanced myself, this is why you can’t profile me Reid, I don’t fit the general profiles just like you,”He was surprised at her answer but considering what she just said he really shouldn’t have. 

“Wow, that’s- that’s a lot. Wait, you profiled me?” He was genuinely surprised, she laughed at him, breaking her cold act. “No I didn’t, but most intelligent people are the same,” he nodded before laughing with her.

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“So thanks to the BAU and our own Agents we’ve managed to catch this killer and he will soon be behind bars,” JJ announced on the news. The team were currently at Lestrades house having a drink. Reid kept looking over to Y/N, ever since they’d solved the case she’d been distant towards him, it hurt for some reason. He thought they were getting along, especially after they’d started to talk about Dr. WHO, guess not. 

“Something wrong, Reid?” He turned and saw that the voice belonged to Lestrade, he nodded. “In my experience with the Holmes siblings, they rarely act like this unless it’s something that will actually impact them. You should talk to her, as much as she detests it she is like her brothers and when angry instead of being consumed by emotions like them she turns them off and goes all logical. Easy to have a conversation with if you watch your words,” When Spencer didn’t move Lestrade pushed him slightly making him go over to Y/N.

“Why are you ignoring me?” She turned to him, cup of tea in her hand, she sighed then gave him a strained smile. “Reid, go back to your team,” “Not until you tell me why you’ve been ignoring me?” She gave him a cold look before sighing again. “I have been ignoring you because I like you, Reid. You are going back to America so I am simply distancing myself to get used to not having you around any more. It’s all logical,” 

“You like me?” he was genuinely surprised, he found Y/N cute and even had a bit of a crush on her, something he’d never admit to Morgan but he never thought she liked him back.

“Of course I like you. You are smart and cute and have these small quirks about you. You are funny and a geek and get almost every single of my pop culture references,” Reid just looked at her with fond eyes, she liked him back and was now rambling on about why. It was cute, really cute. He pressed his lips against hers, successfully muffling her rambles. She seemed surprised at first but soon reprocrated the kiss.

“WHO IS THAT GUY KISSING MY BABY SISTER!” The two geniuses broke apart, red and turned to the voice. Seems like Sherlock Holmes had invited himself in and based on the look in his eyes said one thing, the high functioning sociopath was not happy with Reid kissing his sister.

[mythrite]

oh boy it’d be a terrible shame if i answered the rest of those

Ethnicity: British/Asian (only the blood influence, she never really got the culture)

Gender: Demiboy Sex: Female

Affiliation: TF141, Specgru, Shadow Company(?)

Eye Color: Dark brown

Hair description: Her hair is also a dark brown, but not as dark compared to her eyes. It leans heavily to a masculine style. The right side is shaved off. Hair goes to about armpit length or so. Oftentimes is tied in a ponytail.

Clothing description (Casual): Would wear some kind of merch from The Neighbourhood or Hollywood Undead when possible. Other than that, it’s just the simple shirt, jeans, maybe a flannel or jacket of sort on top. And a cross bag. Black/grey/navy mask if she wants to wear it.

Clothing description (SC Uniform): Uniform has a pocket on the left side for her balisong, 19-04 name tag on the right. SC insignia on right sleeve. Dark grey neck gaiter, with messily sewn on blue rim (her ass does NOT know how to sew). Goggles.

Body description: She’s worked on her body to make it as ambiguous as possible. As much femininity gone, she prefers it that way. Very lean, but not to the point of bulky. She isn’t slim either, kind of in the sweet spot. Flat chest.

Favorite Activities: Staring at the ceiling contemplating her life choices, reading random stuff, listening to Hollywood Undead or The Neighbourhood, doodling something, origami, watching people do weird shit, might get involved with the weird shit if she feels comfortable enough.

Blood Type: AB-

Favorite color: That dull blue on her shirt

Favorite animal: She doesn’t really have those. But she’s more likely to be a dog person I’d say.

Favorite food/Dessert: Never cared enough to have one (and 100% not because I don’t know what’d fit her best)

She would take her mask off often, but currently in SC she keeps it on a lot more (applies to goggles).

Has at least three more balisongs. Just like Ghost, she has a camo one. There’s also the Shadow Company gift, and the first one she ever got (it’s rusted beyond repair). The blue balisong is her ol’ reliable

The eyes and mouth showing through the mask and goggles are personal preference. Because my style ain’t the best at showing emotions at times.

True Brit, drinks tea.

Articulated her voice to sound more masculine.

Prefers masc compliments and statements when talking about her.

Likes metal music, indie rock (i think that’s what Neighbourhood does)

did my best to describe her (my ELA teacher gon’ be disappointed in me)

yeah have your information plus extra (:

i love talking about lore and making lore. (y’know it’s a problem if you have a whole species called Lorekeepers and they’re the face of the blog)

Character sheet- OCs

So because of the google doc, it would probably work better if there’s a general outline. So the information is easier to asses.

So! What type of info would you want to see added? Yes I did take lots of the items from others because yeahhh, so please suggest what else I should add or what I should change :)

Name:

Aliases:

Nationality:           Ethnicity:

Age:                DoB: 

Pronouns:     Gender:             Sex:

Sexuality:

Height:

Languages:

Which CoD Universe:

Branches of Service:

Affiliation: 

Specialties:

Personality: 

Backstory: 

Issues: 

Habits: 

Scars:

Preferred method of showing care/affection/love language:

Preferred way of receiving care/affection:

Eye Color:

Hair description: 

Clothing description:

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