#even though my father has one

[cynicalrosebud]

By Trust Alone (Part 2)

Part 1 Here

Soap x Mexican!Reader

Well shoot, now I'm invested in my own story. Should I make this a series or end it here?

Spanish in italics

The ancient wooden doors of the church creaked open, and Soap stepped inside, his senses immediately on high alert. The dark, musty interior was a stark contrast to the chaos outside. His eyes quickly adjusted to the dim light, scanning for any sign of his masked ally.

"LT?" Soap called out in a low voice, keeping his footsteps quiet as he moved forward.

"’Ere," Ghost’s voice emerged from a shadowy corner near the altar. He stepped into the faint light filtering through the stained-glass windows, his imposing figure clad in tactical gear and his signature skull mask covering his face. The eerie visage was enough to send chills down anyone's spine.

Upon seeing him, Y/n gasped softly and instinctively moved closer to Soap, gripping his arm tightly as she partially hid behind him. Her eyes were wide with fear and uncertainty, clearly unsettled by Ghost's menacing appearance.

Noticing her reaction, Soap placed a reassuring hand over hers. "It's alright, lass," he said gently, giving her a small, comforting smile. "He's one of the good guys. A bit scary lookin', I admit, but you can trust him."

Ghost tilted his head slightly, observing Y/n's fearful demeanor. He raised his hands slowly in a non-threatening gesture. "No need to be afraid," he said, his deep voice attempting to sound as reassuring as possible. "We’re here to help."

Y/n's grip on Soap's arm loosened slightly, but she still kept a cautious gaze on Ghost. Soap gave her hand a gentle squeeze before stepping forward. "She’s the reason I’m still breathin’. Name’s Y/n. Local who knows these streets better than anyone. Dunnae speak a lick of English though.”

Ghost nodded, his eyes never leaving Y/n's. "Appreciate your help, Y/n," he said, his tone sincere. "We wouldn't make it out without you."

She swallowed hard, finally nodding back though she remained close to Soap's side. The immediate danger outside outweighed her fear of Ghost's appearance, and she seemed to steel herself for whatever was to come.

Ghost turned his attention back to Soap, his posture shifting into mission mode. "We’ve got to move. Shadows are swarmin’ the area. Our ride’s waitin’, but we’ll need to make a break for it."

Y/n glanced between the two men and then toward the church's exit. "No hay otra salida," she whispered, pointing toward the door. "Solo esa."

Soap furrowed his brow, processing her words before responding. "Uh… no other way out," he translated, his limited Spanish just enough to convey the message.

Ghost let out a low sigh. "Of course. We’ll have to make it quick and loud then." He reached into his vest and pulled out a flashbang. Turning to Y/n, he spoke slowly, hoping she would understand. "Cover your ears and close your eyes when this goes off. Entiendes?"

Soap mimicked the instructions for her. Y/n nodded, understanding the gesture even if the words were partially lost on her.

Ghost looked back at Soap. "On my mark, we move fast and stick together. Keep her between us."

"Got it," Soap replied, positioning himself next to Y/n and giving her a reassuring nod.

Ghost moved to the door, pulling the pin from the flashbang. He counted down with his fingers—three, two, one—then cracked the door open just enough to toss the device outside.

A blinding flash and an ear-splitting bang erupted, and Ghost pushed the door wide open. "Move!"

They burst out into the night, the courtyard momentarily thrown into chaos as disoriented Shadows stumbled around, clutching their eyes and ears. Soap took point, guiding Y/n with a firm but gentle hand as Ghost provided covering fire, his shots precise and lethal.

Y/n stayed low between them, her eyes darting around as she did her best to keep up. Despite her fear, she moved swiftly, her survival instincts kicking in.

As they navigated through the maze of streets, more Shadows began converging on their position. Ghost barked orders, his strategic mind calculating the fastest route to the extraction point.

"Down this alley!" he commanded, pointing to a narrow passageway.

Y/n tugged on Soap's sleeve, shaking her head vigorously. "No, es una trampa," she insisted, panic creeping into her voice.

Soap relayed the message. "I got ‘trap’, Ghost."

Ghost cursed under his breath. "Alright, which way then?"

Y/n pointed to a rundown building across the street. "Por aquí, rápido."

"She wants us to go through that building," Soap figured that one out quickly.

Ghost nodded. "Lead the way."

They sprinted across the street, bullets whizzing past them as the Shadows regained their bearings and opened fire. Entering the building, they weaved through dilapidated rooms and out a back door, emerging just a block away from their extraction point. A battered pickup truck waited, engine idling and doors open.

Ghost covered the rear as Soap helped Y/n into the backseat before jumping in himself. Ghost slid into the drivers seat, slamming the door shut. Only taking a pause when a Shadow appeared, leaning back as Soap fired past his face and into the enemy.

He floored the accelerator, and the truck sped off, leaving the Shadows behind in a cloud of dust and gunfire.

As they put distance between themselves and the danger, the tension in the vehicle slowly eased. Y/n leaned back in her seat, exhaling shakily as the adrenaline began to subside. Soap glanced at her, offering a reassuring smile.

"Ye did great back there," he said softly.

She returned the smile, her eyes reflecting gratitude and exhaustion. "Gracias."

A comfortable silence settled over them, broken only by the rumble of the truck's engine and the distant sounds of chaos fading away.

After a few moments, Ghost turned slightly in his seat to look at Y/n in the rearview mirror. His dark eyes softened just a fraction as he spoke. “¿Por qué los esqueletos no pelean entre ellos?"

Y/n looked at him, puzzled. "¿Qué?"

Ghost's voice was deadpan as he delivered the punchline. "Porque no tienen agallas,"

Soap blinked, then let out a surprised laugh. "Did ye just tell a dad joke in Spanish, LT?"

Ghost shrugged nonchalantly. "Figured it was appropriate."

Y/n giggled, covering her mouth with her hand as she looked between the two soldiers. The tension continued to melt away, replaced by a sense of camaraderie and shared relief.

Soap smirked, shaking his head in amusement. "And here I thought you told Alejandro you didn't know any Spanish."

Ghost's eyes glinted with a hint of mischief. "Can’t let ‘im know all my secrets, eh?"

Soap grumbled to himself, "Didn’t need tae embarrass meself playing charades this whole time..."

Ghost simply shrugged.

As the truck sped further away from Las Almas, the unlikely trio found solace in each other's company. The night's horrors were far from over, but for now, they had a moment of peace, a brief respite filled with bad jokes and newfound friendships.

[weaponizedmoth]

The Venture Family Group Photo (Hank, Dean, Rusty, and Brock) 😁👏

Bonus with Mr. Reachy ;3;" (I have no idea for Adding this for the venture family photo ^^")

(I usually make these B&W but I wanted to go all out for this one).

[wyvernne]

i keep thinking about how much blame i see being put on diluc about attacking kaeya and it drives me absolutely nuts that he’s painted unequivocally as the bad guy. i absolutely don’t think that is the purpose of that story at all. it’s about two kids, agonized by guilt and grief and horribly misplacing those emotions. kaeya went to diluc knowing it wouldn’t end well. diluc had just killed his own father. i feel like it’s wild to expect any sort of normal reaction beyond blinding anger. the point is, this is not meant to be a “who is in the wrong” backstory. it’s about two young men who, faced with a series of terrible circumstances, lost their last remaining familial connection. and in the current story, we’re seeing the clumsy, stilted journey the two make towards reconciliation.

[fisheito]

hiya l'il-- medium?...large?? Assorted Sizes-Guy

oh thanks! i could always use more spices-

. what am i supposed to do with this.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

sometimes i remember that gojo wanted to tell geto “we’ll meet again, right?” just before he died but forced himself not to knowing it would have cursed him and then i start thinking about how kind and thoughtful gojo is as a character and how he hasn’t been able to lean on another human being since geto defected and then i want to . Scream

[wonder-worker]

"It is too easy to dismiss [Leonor of Navarre] as an overambitious schemer who would do anything to obtain a crown, shedding the blood of her own siblings and her subjects in order to attain the throne. However, a deeper investigation of her long lieutenancy and ephemeral reign shows a woman who fought tenaciously to preserve her place but also worked tirelessly to administer a realm which was crippled by internal conflict and the center of the political schemes of France, Aragon, and Castile. She tried to broker peace, fight off those who opposed her, repair the wounds caused by conflict, protect the sovereignty of the realm, and keep the wheels of governance turning. Leonor was not always successful in achieving all of these aims but given the background of conflict and the lack of cooperation she received from all of her family members, bar her loyal husband, it is a huge achievement that she survived to wear the crown at all. Many writers have argued that Leonor deserved the troubled lieutenancy, personal tragedies, an ephemeral reign, and a blackened reputation, basing their assumption that she committed a crime that cannot be [conclusively] proven. However, a more fitting description of her would be that of a resolute ruler who successfully overcame a multitude of challenges in order to survive in a difficult political landscape and gain a hard-fought throne.”

-Elena Woodacre, "Leonor of Navarre: The Price of Ambition", Queenship, Gender and Reputation in the Medieval and Early Modern West, 1060-1600 (Edited by Zita Eva Rohr and Lisa Benz)

[eyebulb]

[littlehatmouse]

i finished this in the last 20 minutes of lesbian visibility week after not drawing at all LETS GO

[cantagirldrawinpeace]

Been reading Law Novel 👍

(super legally and not at all from a Google Docs English fan translation 👀)

WOLF ONE PIECE I KNOW YOURE NOT CANON BUT YOU REMAIN FOREVER FAMOUS TO MEEEE!!!

(Handwriting translations under the cut)

1-

Law: Junk-ya this is Bepo. He’s a polar bear and he’s going to live with us now. Be nice

Bepo: He brought me here without explaining anything..sorry….

2-

I like this sad old man :)

3-

Wolf: I swear, I let ONE kid stay - out of pure convenience - and they just kept multiplying!

Dadan: Tell me about it…

Both of them, thinking: I LOVE MY FUCKIN KIIIIDDDDSSSS!!!!

[ask-rachethabaster]

I'm here to cause drama. Worst characteristics of eachother and their kids?

Nemesis: There has never been an easier question, Hecate, how do i describe it? She doesn't hold herself like a god of her power really should, I am used to dealing with gods of all kinds acting as if they are more powerful or command more authority than they do but Hecate has the opposite problem. I feel no shame in admitting she's more powerful than me but the way she acts wouldn't tell you that. She acts like a mortal and it especially shows with her children. It's honestly embarrassing. Torrington has the opposite problem where he acts like hubris is all he has, if he wasn't Hecate's son he would be dead.

Hecate: Awfully long complaint.

Nemesis: And I stand by it. Morpheus doesn't have inhibitions and it's going to get him killed. He's only second to Eris in that regard and that is not a good thing. I... I don't have anything against his children considering I know nothing about any of them. hmm, I don't think Rachel has the spine for here and my son was wasting his time on her.

Morpheus: Why- You know what nevermind. Nemesis, as I've said before, is far too ruthless. I acknowledge that's apart of her job but it doesn't mean it should reflect on us or her own kids. The thing I hate about Ethan is that he pushes all that aside, I understand why but it doesn't mean I don't dislike it. It's pitiful. Hecate isn't the most trustworthy goddess to have on our side and I'm not entirely certain she would stay on our side should something go wrong. Torrington is so fiercely loyal to his mother that it becomes the same problem as before,it's almost amplified consider Torrington leads basically all his siblings plus members of the army. If Hecate chooses to leave our side we'd have quite the uphill battle ahead of us. I should clarify that 'our side' mean mine and Nemesis', what I said about her is true but she is my closest ally here, she's always been, she's the reason I'm here after all.

Hecate: I don't have much against either of them, and especially not their kids. Morpheus is incredibly cryptic and strange. Even on a good day it's hard to trust him and I suppose Rachel shares that quality, even if it's out of her control. Nemesis keeps trying to tell me how to raise my kids and it's getting a little annoying. Ethan does tend to act incredibly skttish in front of people he sees as authority and it's a little uncomfortable.

[katartna]

Song of Frosted Light ❄️🕊️

[dayurno]

omg reverse riko au is making me feel so ill..... please let us know if you have any more thoughts abt riko kayleigh and kevin legend.....

I DO my idea is that its around the same age kevin and riko met in canon so tetsuji kicks the bucket when riko is 7/8 and riko is (very forcibly) removed from the nest and sidelined to kayleigh as a new moriyama asset from the main branch takes over the nest. riko struggles a lot with the change because he is very young and very scared and he’s used to horrible things at tetsuji’s hand, which means that he doesn’t trust kayleigh and finds kevin entirely too weird. it’s honestly really cute because i think at this point obviously 7 year old kevin wants to befriend him but riko is such an anxious ball of anger that most of their interactions are like

baby riko: what do you WANT from me. go AWAY!!!! NOW

baby kevin: (heavy irish accent) nothing i think. do you want a bite of my sandwich?

anyway i think riko and kayleigh do get along but he never really considers her his mother or even godmother, for a long time he thinks of her as his Benefactor until the child therapy starts hitting and she becomes Aunt Kayleigh and then after a few more years he can be loosely convinced to refer to her as auntie once or twice a year. his second son syndrome never really leaves him; in the upcoming years riko struggles with the idea that he’s anything But an add-on to the days and still overworks himself to death trying to be acknowledged by kengo, but it’s leaps better just from being outside the nest and having people to look out for him

riko and kevin have some rough patches, especially during riko’s first years with the days. because kevin is an easy target and riko is afraid of kayleigh he ends up letting a lot of that anger out on kevin, though obviously at this point they are children and riko’s anger manifests in some mild bullying and name calling. i think kevin doesn’t even understand it most of the time 😭 riko has been around grown ups his entire life so his adult level insults make no sense to kevin’s seven year old mind. nevertheless after kayleigh tells him to stop picking on kevin riko does respect it (first out of fear, then later because they actually get along) and they go on to become brothers with only a slight tendency towards antagonism. riko’s jealousy of kevin is still a big part of their relationship and i think even more so when college applications roll around, and he’s even more worried when wymack comes into the picture, but it never culminates into anything as horrible as hand breaking because riko has an actual outlet and a support system :) it’s mostly a yelling match that eventually turns to getting scolded by kayleigh for acting like barbarians

[thelassoway]

Ted Lasso S02E08 Man City || Ted Lasso S03E06 Sunflowers

[bruhstation]

the journey of gordon juniperus gresley (and still ongoing)

[todayisafridaynight]

shopping trip

[badnew2005]

actually i’m still feeling insane thinking about dee and dennis and the presence of frank in the gang. if you’re raised with an angry man in your house, there will always be an angry man in your house. you escape, you run. to university where i’m meant to be a Real Person, This is how we start again, and we run away to the real world. but you can’t make it. whatever. we couldn’t stick out college. dee set her roommate on fire. you will find him even when he is not there. run back to those losers from high school. you start again as Them. it’s just us and this bar, invincible, invisible to the world, just living where We matter. bringing in a new life at paddys. but then he comes back. mom died. no she didn’t. i hate you. dad, dennis, dee. mac and charlie love him, he moves in with charlie even. don’t you remember? the angry man. no, you hid it too well, you don’t need to tell the world your business, but surely mac and charlie knew. why we stopped having sleepovers at home. why we ran away. ran to them for safety. a life where your dad didn’t exist. or he was locked away. but he’s back and i hate you. dad/dennis/dee. back to acting out his wars, but moms not here for my station my home base my target. it’s just me and you. and mac and charlie. and he’s not even our dad. but if you’re raised with an angry man in your house, there will always be an angry man in your house. he’s just a man. and you’re right he wasn’t always Angry. i’m just being stupid and looking for pity you’re right. i wish he was angry more. i wish he didn’t only tell dee he loved her. i wish he cared about us enough to be Angry enough that we can remember. he might be charlie’s father. oh. why does charlie get his love. i Hate you. you’re too much like mom / like him. this was meant to be some faraway land without fathers. a solstice. if one day you find that there is no angry man in your house. i can’t be successful i can’t love you. it’s impossible to pass his test. frank sets sweet dee on fire. i can’t be a Person with him Watching. so i hate you. you will go find one and invite him in. roller rink it’s their foggy memories and fantasies, frank ruined me, He’s the evil twist in fate that ruined me, it was all Him.