#im really pumping out lore here-

[rad0nwrites]

Hidden Skills (COD Men x Reader)

How the COD Men find out that you have a skill you’ve never discussed.

Listen, there is just something so undeniably funny when friends or significant others drop wild lore about themselves on their friends/loved ones out of nowhere like a sniper. Such as a skill they’re crazy good at or an activity they did that led them to the skill they now have. And then following it up with, “ It just didn’t seem relevant to mention it,” or “It’s not that big of a deal!” After they just casually did something that the average person wouldn’t be able to do.

There’s something that really russles my jimmies about an unnecessarily humble partner and their bamboozled hype-man significant other, yanno? Love that combo as the days are long.

CW: no big heavy warnings for this one. Swearing, canon violence, slightly insecure!reader (in Simon’s piece :() Other than that, just some silly antics and sweet fluff. 

COD Men x Reader (Price, Kyle, Simon, Soap)

Price: Track Athlete 

“We’ve got a runner.” 

It was a simple undercover mission: Gather intel and surveillance on a deal between two gang leaders working together in a smuggling ring. Simple and easy, quick in and out with minimal intrusion type of mission. Even a coffee and a scone while they listened to two men talk about trade deals, territory lines, and, more importantly, where the drop was happening. 

Price, Johnny, and Kyle sat in their meticulously chosen seats in the cafe and on a nearby park bench not to draw any suspicion. You drew the short straw and sat at a cafe table, book in hand, farther behind Johnny and Price. Too many people all clumped together would look suspicious. That was Price’s excuse. But really, it was his way of ensuring you would be more protected if something happened. He told himself that it was just because he was looking out for his team and definitely not because he couldn’t stand the thought of anything hurting you.

It wasn’t even any of them that had spooked the gang leaders, either. It was two city cops who recognized them and just had to say something. And, of course, the gangs on both sides just had to start shooting. Murphy’s Law would be such a joke if it weren’t true. 

Simon was perched in a building one block down with his sniper rifle, waiting for the moment anyone from the gang started shooting at his comrades. He looked through the scope to see the leader booking it down the street, shoving people out of the way. “Bloke’s got some legs on ‘im.” He remarked. “Permission to engage?” His trigger finger twitched, but didn’t move. People screamed as they ran from the cafe, dodging shots let off by the gangs and police officers. One by one, bodyguards dropped as you let off more shots.

“Negative! Neither of ‘em are useful to us if they’re dead!” John barked before sprinting up out of his seat towards the suspect. He drew his side pistol and fired at two of the guards. “Johnny, grab him! I’ll get this one.” Soap launched out of his seat, beelining for the second suspect with a heavy rugby tackle. You and Kyle were already on your feet with weapons drawn. He let off a few shots before turning to you. 

“Go! Help the Captain! We got it here!” A sniper shot hit another bodyguard at the perfect timing as you took off after Price, charging after the suspect. 

Your lungs burned with a familiar comfort as your strides elongated. Your arms pumped in time with your strides as you leaned forward into the sprint. The balls of your feet barely touched the ground as you closed the distance between you and Price at a rapid speed. Simon caught sight of it in his scope and blinked a few times.  “Fuckin’ hell, Viper-1. Where the fuck’d you pull that from?” If that’s how you moved without tac gear, a small part of Ghost feared what you would be like in your full kit. “Gaz, Johnny, you seein’ this?”

“Not… relevant…” Your frustrated and ground-out voice crackled through the comms.” Right now… Lieutenant!” You bobbed and swerved around panicked civilians, focused on the focal point of the running gang leader. A foot behind him, John heard your voice yell, “On your left!” as you practically flew past him. He had never seen such agility from you, and with such ease. The grace and the ferocity in your strides made his chest tighten, and his body pumped itself faster, trying to win in a race no one set.

“Viper-1 to… Watcher!” You grunted out, closing the distance on the running man. He turned to look over to see if the big burly man was still chasing him, and almost stumbled seeing that your form had replaced his. And you were rapidly closing in on him, too. “What the fuck?!” He yelled in his native language and ran faster.

“Go for Watcher. What the hell is happening out there?” 

“City cops… got involved and….shit–” You hurdled over an abandoned fruit cart, and continued your stride, only stumbling a few steps. That surprised both John and the running man. “Things went… Sideways.” You were only an arm’s length away, you could practically touch his coat. “We need an exfil!

With one final push, you forced your legs to launch forward, tackling the gang leader to the ground face-first. You landed on his back and rolled onto the ground as he lay there, bleeding from the nose. Your breathing heaved in air as your adrenaline wore off. You pulled the pistol out from your back and pointed it at him, both of you still lying on the ground.

“You fuckin’ move… and I’ll take out both… of your kneecaps. I swear to god…” The man only groaned in response. You pushed yourself up to stand and put one foot on his back as you pulled both of his hands into handcuffs. John’s footsteps thumped up behind you. You turned around with your foot still under him, and John looked at you with a mix of abstract horror and complete awe. 

“What?” You touched your face to see if something was on it. John continued to stare, and the gang leader’s struggle to get out of your hold broke him out of his trance. 

“Where the bloody hell did that come from?” 

“Where did what come from?” 

“That!” John waved his hand vaguely at you, gesturing to your legs. He had to leash himself from staring too long. “You– You fuckin’ hurdled a fruit cart!” It wasn’t like John to be so speechless, but the heart does crazy things when it's in the hands of another. You looked at him for a second and blinked.

“I mean, I ran track in high school and college. Went to university with a full ride because of it.” You hauled the man to his feet. “I ran the 300-meter hurdle and the 100-meter sprint.” You shrugged, pushing the man in handcuffs down into an alley. John was flabbergasted at how nonchalant you were being. 

“Why didn’t y’say anything about it before?” He followed close behind, watching for more cops or city police. You shrugged again. 

“Didn’t really think it was relevant. PT tests don’t require me to jump over hurdles. I was a little rusty, though, back there. Just about ate shit hopping over the fruit cart.” You chuckled. 

You leaned into your comm to give the rest of the team your location. John couldn’t wrap his head around the idea that his team member, someone chosen for their skills, could be this humble about themselves. “Yeah, right. You were rusty clearin’ over a fruit cart like a fuckin’ gazelle.” How could you not see how beautiful skilled you were?

“Oh my god!” You let out an exasperated chuckle. “God forbid, I have standards for myself.” You swerved into a different subject to get it off of you. “Kate’s sending in Nikolai as exfil. We need to move before more cops arrive.” Soon after, Gaz, Johnny, and the second gang leader arrived in the alley. The second man looked worse off than his rival. 

“Didnae know you could move like that, chief!” Soap chuckled, keeping a tight hold on the handcuffed man. You rolled your eyes playfully. 

“Congratulations, Soap. Now you do. Now,” You looked at all of the men holding varying degrees of awe or disbelief. “Can we please leave? I’m not explaining myself to cops.” You turned on your heels and hoisted the man down the alley. “Ghost, Kate’s sending you the coordinates for exfil.” “Roger that.” 

Ghost’s voice soon crackled over the comm, “Bravo 0-6, turn to channel two.” John’s eyes squinted, turning the dial on his walkie. “Go for Bravo.” 

“Cap, if you don’t ask them t’dinner, I will.” John felt his face heat up and dragged his hand down his face. Fuck, he was in over his head. He spoke a few words to Kate as he walked, taking up the back of the group. 

You pulled the leader down the alley and took a left in silence. He cleared his throat, spitting out some of the blood in his mouth before looking at you. “You know…” His heavily accented voice came through in English. “That was pretty cool.” He was met with a shove. 

“Shut up.” 

Kyle: Swing Dancing

Military galas. These big parties were the bane of his existence. He felt like a show pony for a circus he barely trusted. Stuffy atmospheres, fake smiles, uncomfortable dress uniforms. And worst of all? 

The dancing.

“What if we just played hooky and went to a pub instead?” He stared at the venue door, weighing out the option of whether he could still run or not. 

“Not so fast, sir.” You straightened out the lapel of his jacket, standing outside the venue entrance. “You made a promise to show up.” 

“But–” 

“If Johnny throws a fit, you can’t complain at home.” Kyle groaned, leaning his forehead on your shoulder and planting a kiss on the fabric of your clothing. You responded in tandem with a kiss to the side of his head with a hearty laugh. Men could be just as dramatic when they wanted to be. 

“You don’t have to be right all the time, you know.” 

“If I weren’t, I’d be bailing you and Johnny out of jail.” 

Kyle hated the dancing involved at these parties. He had no desire to dance with strangers and had even less of a desire to be preyed upon by the wives of higher-ranking officials. They were ruthless in their pursuits, despite their husbands being two groups down.

 Even when he did get dragged onto the dance floor, he was awkward. Not wanting to get too close but not too far, he opted for a high school prom straight arm approach. He could swing out of a helicopter upside down in the middle of a desert, and he launched grenades off the back of a produce truck with no issues. But dancing? 

He’d rather die.

But tonight, Kyle couldn’t remember the last time he had this much fun at a military dance. Tables had been shifted, and a space was made for the dance floor. He brought you along as his plus one, dressed in your finest to complement his military uniform. You were stunning, and there wasn’t a moment when Kyle wasn’t looking at you. His feathers preened, seeing wandering eyes look at you from a distance, all the same. 

Soap was four drinks in and was already insisting that you call him Johnny.

“Havin’ t’put up with Garrick means that you’re already family!” 

“That’s big steps, babe. Not every day people get to call him Johnny.” Your giggle bubbled up from your drink rim, taking another sip. 

“I’m honored, Johnny.” 

By the sixth drink, Simon started swapping out his drinks for watered-down versions. 

The hired DJ started to play music from all eras as people filtered in and out on the dance floor. Both of you sat at a table with Captain Price, Simon, and Johnny, who were milling about elsewhere. Kyle felt light and buzzed, happy to spend time with his partner as he watched couples dance.

The music shifted from a slow song to a fast and upbeat swing song. Some couples filed off the dance floor, some filled the dance floor, and couples started to dance. Laughing and twirling with their partners. 

“S’cuse me, Sir!” A sergeant he had never met before approached the table cautiously. Kyle squinted as you smiled at the new stranger approaching the table. “Would it be alright if I asked them t’dance?” You looked at him as if asking for silent permission. Kyle thought about it and how absurd he looked. He hated dancing. He hated dancing, but he trusted you. You’re coming home with him tonight anyway, so why should he care if you danced with some bloke at a ball? 

“S’up to them.” He gave a polite smile. “But I appreciate y’asking, mate.” The sergeant nodded, relieved, and his focus turned to you. 

“Y’know Jive by any chance?” He asked nervously, and Kyle had never, in his life, seen you light up so much at a question. 

“Do I?!” You turned to him, visibly excited. “Baby, I’ll be right back.” You kissed him on the cheek before darting around the table to the awaiting sergeant. Now Kyle’s interest was piqued. You both knew each other like the back of your hands. Or, so he thought. He could see you and the man speaking briefly before he put his hands respectfully on your waist. You both bounced in time with the beat for a few notes before you both flew into a jive dance. You spun around the man to be caught on the other side, following in step with him. You smiled brightly, letting the music do the talking. 

Where did you learn how to do that? When did you learn how to do that? People started to take notice and move to the edges, giving you both space. You moved with such grace, as if you’d been doing this all your life. People clapped with the beat as you made the dancefloor yours. If Kyle wasn’t captivated by you then, he most certainly is now. 

“Steamin’ Jesus, Gaz!” Johnny flopped down next to him on the chair. “Did ya know tha’ they could do that?” Kyle didn’t answer. He stared at how you moved, the lithe grace and the sharpness of your step had his mind practically reeling. Could he be any more in love? 

“Gaz!” 

“Hm? Oh! Right! I– uh– I didn’t know that they could do that.” He didn’t take his eyes off your form for a second. Johnny let out a boisterous laugh. 

“I ken practically see the heart eyes in ya, mate!” He nudged his comrade, pointing at the crowd with a beer bottle. “Dinnae be lettin’ tha’ one go now.” 

“I don’t plan on it.” 

The song ended, and the two of you on the dance floor stopped. The crowd erupted into cheers as you and the sergeant weaved back off the dance floor. You plopped back down next to Kyle with a warmth to you that he had never seen before. 

“They’re bloody brilliant, Sir!” The man smiled. “Thanks for lettin’ me have a dance.” He turned to you. “Seriously. Killer moves. You were great.” You returned a smile in tandem, and Kyle could have sworn he felt his heart in his throat.

As the man left, Kyle turned his full body to you. “Since when did you know how to dance like that?” His tone was a mixture of amazement and pure bafflement. You shrugged casually. 

“I did some dancing as a kid. Competitive swing dancing.” You explained it to him like you’ve talked about it a thousand times before. “I did it from middle school through to a little bit of college. I won a few competitions and earned some money from them!” Kyle looked at you like you told him the location of the Holy Grail. 

“Y’never thought to tell me?” He cringed at the words that came out of his mouth. He fumbled to save the phrase, following up with, “Y-you were amazin’ out there, sweetheart. I just… never’ve seen you move like that.” You blinked a few times, and a lightbulb clicked. 

“Oh my god, I never told you?” Your hand clapped over your mouth, your eyes widening. 

“No!” He laughed at seeing how mortified you looked.

“Oh my god, Kyle, baby, I am such an asshole!” Your laugh bubbled over, and the Sergeant wanted to bottle it up for himself to take on deployment. “Yeah! I used to do competitive swing dance! I stopped my junior year of college to focus on my studies. Now I just go to the community swing dance club when you’re on deployment.” Your hand rested on his face, both of you trying to stifle your laughter. “I’m so sorry I hadn’t told you, sweets! I swear to god, I thought I did!” Kyle wrapped his hand around yours and kissed your knuckles. 

“Well, if this is the deepest secret you're hiding from me, I think we’ll be okay. Now,” He started to tug you up out of your seat. “We need to go dance.” Your eyebrows could have hit the high ceilings of the venue in surprise. 

“But, you don’t like dancing!” 

“I do when it’s with you.”

Simon: Singing/Playing an Instrument

The Prices held a bonfire as a housewarming party in their new home. All of John’s and his wife’s friends were there, and the house was teeming with activity. 

“Y’want another drink?” You looked up to your man in the black surgical mask. The firelight of the bonfire cradled his face that artist's could find muse in. His scarred hand intertwined with yours, stroking the top of your hand with his thumb.

During the day, Simon procured a hard edge that made him hard to handle. But with you, the hard edge softened into a warmth you could touch and not pull away from. The minute he left the base, he was stripped down to his bare bones just for you. 

“Hm? Oh!” You looked down at your cup. “Sure!” You handed the cup to him, and he unlaced his hand from yours to take it. “Surprise me.” The smile you gave him made his chest glow. Whether it was from the bonfire or you, he couldn’t tell. 

You could see his eyes crinkle, his smile reaching his eyes despite the mask. Hoisting himself up, he bent down and kissed the top of your head through his mask before walking back to the house. 

People laughed and smiled under the cricketed starlight, and it felt like a small scene that could be trapped in a snow globe to look at when things felt off. Breaking you out of your thoughts, the sound of guitar strings strummed from the other side of the bonfire. Kyle amassed a small crowd with an acoustic guitar sitting across his lap. 

“Is this where I start playin’ Wonderwall?” Kyle asked. Laughter bubbled around the yard as he played a couple of chords. Kyle broke into a song while others joined in, and you found yourself straightening up and leaning forward to listen better. Only for a hobby, you had to admit that the sergeant was good. And who knew that Kyle could sing! 

Your intent study wasn’t lost on the sergeant. Your shyness was something built out of weary brick and mortar. Constructed out of a last-ditch effort to protect the walls of your tender soul. It’s the same heart that you let the doors open to his Lieutenant. 

From how you picked at the skin around your nails, and silently mouthed the song's words, Kyle’s heart ached against his will for the knowledge that someone or something hurt you to where you needed to be small. Your wings were cut for the sake of others' amusement. 

But Simon cherished you. He, too, had a pockmarked soul and understood how lonely that could be. He pushed you to strive for greatness, but he never crossed into your discomfort. In his eyes, you are a floral arrangement to be cared for.

Kyle couldn’t have been happier for the masked man to have someone of his own to come home to. When he finished strumming the final chord, the crowd applauded and cheered. Kyle’s brown eyes locked with yours, and he nodded to the guitar and then to you. Almost as if to say, ‘You want to try?’ 

The unspoken question made you skittish, like a horse trying to keep calm in a corral. Your eyes blinked as they ran through the scenarios and outcomes. You wanted to, but what if you messed up a strumming pattern? Or your fingers couldn’t extend into the chords like they used to? You didn’t want to embarrass yourself in front of your boyfriend’s coworkers.

Kyle gave you a close-mouthed smile before walking over to you, guitar in hand. He sat down in Ghost’s seat and spoke in a low voice. 

“Y’don’t have to,” He rested the guitar in his lap. “But, I saw how you watched.” You felt your face heat up, trying to formulate an unnecessary apology. Kyle shook his head, silencing the words at the edge of your teeth. “You’re among friends here. Did you play?” The words felt like oil on the rusted hinges of your soul’s door. You nodded, looking at the guitar. 

“I did. Since I was a kid. My granddad taught me. I stopped in high school.”  

"Does Simon know?” “...Not really, no.” Kyle extended the guitar to you. 

“I’d like to hear you play if you’ll humor me.” Gingerly, you took the guitar from him with a nod. You rested it on your lap, and it felt like you were home again. Your deft fingers plucked a few cursory notes, adjusting the tune to where you needed it.

You brought no attention to yourself as you began to pluck a few measures of a song. The crowds around the yard quieted down as their focus landed on you. Your eyes locked in on an ember-laden log as your voice lilted in the warm night air. 

“I’m a waltzer by practice, and a mason by trade.” Johnny and Kyle shared a gentle, shocked expression. Your voice was rich and smooth, accented by vibratos that could make a grown man weep. “I come as I will and I go as I may.” 

Simon stepped out of the house and closed the door behind him. He could see a crowd had gathered around the bonfire, but upon further inspection, his heart grew too tight for his chest. 

“I’m paid by the patrons whose torsos inlay,” You never sang in front of Simon. The most music he could get from you was ditties you hummed when you thought he wasn’t listening. It didn’t click until now why you insisted on stopping and listening to street buskers. Always fishing for change to give.

And now here you were, sitting in front of a bonfire, singing and playing the guitar. “These walls long after their bodies decay. Bodies decay.” You started to sway slightly with the music, with a smile on your face. It was different from the small smiles you gave to strangers and people you barely knew. It was a smile that was only saved for Simon. 

He couldn’t figure out what to focus on. Your deft fingers moving with ease across the strings, or how you seemed lost in a memory, or the fact that your voice was something he could only imagine in his dreams, or- or- or– 

“Well, if Saint Francis knew what I made him today.” You looked up from the fire and locked eyes with your masked man. If he could, Simon would bottle up this moment forever. He’d take it on deployment and play it when he can’t hear or see you. You were beautiful. You were the peace that he so desperately craved. “Him and his birds, they would just turn away. And have nothing to say.” If you asked Simon Riley to describe what love was, he’d say it smells like campfire and resided in the soundhole of a guitar. 

You finished the song with a vocal flourish, the guitar chord simmered in the air as the crowd erupted into cheers. On a dime, you retreated into your sheepish nature, thanking people with a nod and small smile. You handed Kyle the guitar, whispering a small ‘thank you’ to him. 

Simon was sitting in his seat by the time you returned to yours. He handed you your drink while his eyes bore into you. You stared at him a moment, trying to ascertain what he was thinking under the mask. 

“What?” 

“Didn’t know you could sing like tha’” He remarked, studying your face and hands. “Or play th’guitar.” You nodded, picking at the skin of your nail. His hand swooped in and interlaced with yours before the skin bled.

“I did. I learned from my granddad when I was really little.” Simon felt like he could explode from how far you dropped your heart’s doors for him to make a home in. “Found out that I was pretty good at it. 

“Pretty good is an understatement, lovie.” You laughed as you stroked your thumb across his scarred hand. 

“Yeah. I just kind of stopped in high school. High school kids are ruthless.” You tried to keep it lighthearted, but the sadness of your voice slipped through the cracks. Simon leaned in close, catching your chin with his thumb and forefinger. His brown eyes studied the color of yours as he spoke low, so that only you could hear. 

“Tha’ was the most beautiful I have ever seen you.” Simon’s thumb rubbed gently on your chin, trying to smooth out the trepidation that resided in you. The smile you gave him was bright and warm as you whispered a small but grateful, “Thank you, Si.” He nodded, kissing you on the forehead. 

You finished the night with your lover, making new friends and spending the night in each other’s arms. Simon, however, could only think of how exactly he would get your ring size from you without you knowing. 

Soap: Solving A Rubik's Cube

Soap stared at the cube on the table like it insulted his mother. The mismatched colored squares mocked him the more he tried to flip and switch them around, only to get more mismatched. You couldn’t help but stand in the doorway of the common room, watching the Scot try to solve the puzzle. Your presence made his frustration worse because he was trying to impress you. His teammate, his comrade, and worst of all? His crush. 

“Careful, Soap.” You couldn’t help but smirk at his frustration. “Stare at it any longer and it’ll melt.” He turned to see you with furrowed brows before turning back to stare at the cube. 

“I diffuse bombs. I make bombs. This shouldnae be this hard.” He picked the Rubik's Cube up again and started flipping the layers one direction and the other, further mixing up the colors. He let out a frustrated noise before practically slamming the puzzle onto the table. 

“Okay, tough guy,” You pushed off the door and walked to the table. “Breaking it won’t solve anything either.” Soap buried his head in his arms and let out a muffled, “It’s worked before!” You sighed, seeing how worked up the man was over a puzzle. 

“You really are a monster when there are no assignments.” 

“Dinnae laugh at my misery. Tha’s not a good look for you.” 

“Can I try?”

Soap’s head straightened up like a meerkat, looking at you with a squint. He slowly slid the cube your way as if he were handing you a delicate package. “Dae ya know how to solve these?” You had to leash yourself in from quipping back, ‘Do you?’ You nodded, picking up the cube and weighing it in your hands. “It’s been a little bit, though.” 

Watching you study the cube was the prettiest thing he’s ever seen in his life. How your eyes flitted from color to color, side to side, assessing what moves needed to be made where. You were a strategist down to the marrow of your bones. He spent a little too much time watching how your tongue ran across your teeth.

After a moment, you nodded. Taking the cube in two hands, you began to flick the cube rapidly in several directions. Layers shifted faster than he could keep up with, and before he could even register what occurred, you set the Rubik's Cube down on the table with each side having a matching color. Soap stared at the cube, back to you, and then back to the cube, and finally back to you. 

“What the fuck was tha’?”

“I solved it.” 

“Clearly!” He picked up the cube like it was a lab specimen. “How did ya dae that?!” He was too enraptured in the solved cube to notice your squint. 

“If I tell you, you cannot laugh at me. You laugh, I tell the others you can’t solve a Rubik's Cube.” Soap side-eyed you with barely concealed curiosity. He was already intrigued, but now he needed to know this hidden lore about you. 

“Your secret’s safe wi’ me, hen.” You nodded, picking up the Rubik's Cube again and shuffled the colors around as you spoke. 

“I competed in Cubing competitions as a kid.” 

The silence that came from Soap was comical. 

“You—“ Soap blinked a few times. You could see the wheels turning in his head. “Sorry? Cubing?” You nodded, stifling a laugh. 

“Yeah, Cubing. Solving Rubik's Cubes. It’s like those cup stacking competitions, or hot dog eating contests. But, it’s for solving Rubik's Cubes in the fastest time possible.” You spoke as if it were a common fact, and didn’t just drop the wildest fact about yourself. 

“I was a weird kid.” When you thoroughly scrambled the colors again, you started to flick the cube levels in different directions to solve it again while you spoke. “I didn’t like sports, and my siblings were all in ‘normal activities.’ It’s pretty funny now, considering I’m in the military.” Soap was captivated by how fast the colors were matching.

“My grandma gave me a Rubik's cube for Christmas one year, and, lo and behold, my parents had the same reaction you have when I solved it. I think I was six?” You concluded your statement with one final flick of the cube and held it out to him, all colors matched to all sides. 

Soap cradled the cube in his palm like a baby bird. His mind raced to process all that you just told him. Everything about you made him want to lie on the floor and sigh. Simon would never let him live that down if he knew just how down bad he was for a teammate, of all people.

“Soap?” You leaned in to make sure he was still with you. His head snapped up, and he looked you in the eyes. If he wasn’t in love with you then, he certainly is now. You were sharp as a whip, confident, and could hold your own in a battle. You fascinated him beyond belief, and he needed to know more like he needed air to breathe. 

“Yeah! Yeah, I’m— Tha’s insane. You just… knew how to do it?” You nodded.

“I guess. I don’t know, I just saw the patterns. I did competitions from middle school through high school. Went abroad for a few competitions too. You can tell that I definitely was the most popular kid in school.” Your laugh was infectious, and he wanted to burn the memory of your smile into his brain forever.

“I dinnae ken about that. Secondary School Johnny woulda’ been impressed. Smitten, even.” He smirked while his heart flipped, seeing your cheeks heat up ever so slightly. You scoffed, “Sure, Prom Queen material for sure. After school, I joined the military, and now it’s just a party trick I can do.” 

Johnny set the cube and stood up, “Can ye humor me in this party trick o’ yours?” Your eyebrows furrowed. 

“I… guess?” He grabbed your shoulders with a squeeze, smiling as bright as the sun. 

“Brilliant. Sit tight.” He swapped places with you, sitting you down in his chair before darting out of the room. With two lefts and a right, he landed at his captain’s office. He knocked on the door, bouncing on the balls of his feet. 

“Enter.” He heard his captain respond through the door. The door creaked as Soap entered and saw Captain Price sitting at his desk, writing some notes down as he cast a side glance at who entered. 

“Soap. What can I do for you?”

“Captain,” He greeted. “You’re old, right?” 

The pen stopped moving. Captain Price’s head slowly looked up with a deadpan stare. 

“I’m 37.” 

“Same thing.” 

“Wh—“ 

“Listen, do y’have a Rubik's Cube? Or any sort of puzzle cubes?” The pen was laid on the paper as the Captain processed the out-of-pocket conversation he and his sergeant were having. 

“Why on bloody earth do you need a Rubik's Cube?” 

“Just found out one of our teammates can solve Rubik's Cubes really fuckin’ fast and I want to see just how fast they can go.” 

Well, at least he was honest. 

“Right. And what does that have t’do with my age?” John had half a mind to write the sergeant up for this behavior. But a small part of him was curious where this was heading. 

“Figured you’d have one.” Soap shrugged. “To keep your mind sharp and have somethin’ t’do in meetings.” John let out a deep sigh. Damn, his men were astute. The metal desk drawer ground open as he rifled through the contents and set a Rubik's Cube on the desk surface. 

“Return it when you're done.” 

Soap’s grin reappeared as he picked the cube up. “Thank you, sir.” Before Soap left the office, Price called after him. 

“Johnny. You doin’ this to impress someone?” Soap turned around with a laugh. 

“No, sir. They’re impressing me.” 

(divider is made by yours truly, and the post header is from interest!)

How many times can Radon write the word “Cube” before it loses meaning? Turns out, quite a few. 

I was really kicking my feet with this one, fellas. The song sung in Simon's piece is Yellow and Grey by the Brudi Brothers.

I might do a part two with other COD men. (Alejandro? Rudy? Graves? 👀)

Thanks for reading! :)

[the-kingshound]

Hej hej! Please dont worry about updating!! Honestly, reading your blog is already super fulfilling! I get really excited whenever I see youve posted on here <3 Like, tiny lore drops or RO asks or drabbles or literally anything, Im squealing like a cartoon teenage girl "Kal posted!.!.!" <33 Really, really love your story (stories, ig i love from the ashes we rise so much as well), and any smidge of info or content you give us of it :D Im obv excited and pumped for whenever the update might come out but its 0 rush! Please take whatever time you need for whatever reason! <3

I love you anon please accept this realistic picture of me while reading:

[bittersweet-adagio]

SEASON 39 | ROUND 12

assassination(?)

THIS IS REAL FUCKING ASS I PUMPED IT OUT IN 15 MINUTES IM UNPREPARED THERES LIKE NO LORE PREPARATION FOR THIS FEEL FREE TO SEND ASKS. IM SORRY also this is gonna be so fucking embarrassing if people end up voting for flor in the last hour or so…

This is how it was always meant to end. 

Vera will admit, she doesn’t really want to do this. She knows it’ll haunt her for the rest of her life. Unforgiving, burning like a flame deep in her stomach, searing through her lungs and throbbing at her heart.

Ellie won. Part of Vera wishes she had lost, just so she wouldn’t have to do this herself.

Ellie was Vera’s best friend. Her first love. Her universe. Her everything. Guardian Kora would never approve of it, and she knew that very well.

Vera doesn’t have very long. It’ll be over soon. She lets the sound of her heels reverberate around the stadium, watching as both Flor and Ellie turn around at the sight of her in her bloody wedding dress. Flor must be shocked she isn’t dead, surely?

Guardian Kora requested there be a wait before the execution on stage. No security guards are currently present. They will be, soon. This means that Vera has to go through with it. She has to, otherwise she’ll die with Flor and disappoint her mother. Her family. She’ll die with no honor.

“Vera?” Ellie asks, her voice barely above a whisper. Her pink dress flows in the wind. The bun in her hair had gotten a bit messed up in the performance, but it’s still pretty. Isn’t it?

“Close your eyes, Ellie.” Vera walks closer, hand behind her back. 

“Why are you here? You- You can’t be here. You need to get off the stage or they’ll—“

“Close. Your. Eyes. I don’t want you to look at me, please. Please don’t look at me, I’m so sorry.” Both of her hands drop to her sides. She carries a gun, heavy in her palm as it trembles in her grip.

“What? No, what are you doing? What’s happening? Vera, you’re scaring me, this isn’t your performance, get off the—“

The gun is immediately pointed at Ellie’s head. Vera’s hand shakes, and it’s like the world disappears around her. Nobody else exists but Ellie. Her love, her princess.

Vera hates death. She hates dying. So why did Guardian Kora have to send her out to ANAKT Garden for this purpose? To spread the name of her channel, to spout rumors and clout? All press is good press, after all. But is this really what she had to do?

The guards are coming.

She can’t do it. This is what it was always meant to be like. Vera was scared of befriending Ellie, her target since the beginning, much less fall in love with her. It didn’t help what they did together in ANAKT. Vera had said, “I’d like it if you lied to me, just this once, and kissed me as if you wanted me. I really love you, Ellie, I do.”

And who was Ellie to refuse?

It had always been that way. Ellie never felt anything for Vera, and that’s what made it hurt. She lied because Vera wanted her to. And now, Vera couldn’t explain anything to Ellie. Or to Khoi. Or anyone, for that matter. She’s gonna go fucking insane.

Vera turns over to Flor, smiles, and tells her, “Congratulations on making it to your next round,” before shooting Ellie straight in the head and running off the stage entirely.

She can’t see, but she can hear, all the 

murmurs and the running of the guards. This probably was a shock to them, huh? Bet they wondered what all this was for, especially from a guardian that was neither of the current contestants.

Do they regret it as much as Vera? She should’ve just said no and run away back when Kora told her what she had to do. For the buzz, she said. For the popularity of the channel, she said. For the health and wellbeing of Vera’s siblings, she said.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. She just fucking shot the love of her life because she can’t bear the thought of all those lives on the line. Why couldn’t she say no? She could’ve ran, escaped, taken Ellie with her. They could’ve been happy.

Tears stream down Vera’s face, hot against her skin. She doesn’t know how long she has to run. She knows she can’t see her siblings again. She knows that now her life is going to go to absolute shit and that she probably won’t live for even a day after this event. The Agency for the Recovery of Escaped Pet Humans is probably going to track her down. She won’t live. But isn’t that what she wanted?

Deep down, she knows that isn’t true. She wants to live, desperately.

That will never happen now.

She’s sorry. She really is.

She drops her gun on the floor and sprints for her life, teardrops and bloodshed staining her beautiful white dress as she hopes that she can live as long as she possibly could. That way, at least the love she had would live longer than the person she felt it for.

not tagging lore people bc i think everyones finding this… but i will tag @sotogalmo to say that flor’s reaction is vague on purpose so you can add what she does and also @season39 so yk what i uh… what i did…

[lostwcnderlands]

💖 x 4

send a 💖and the mun will talk about a random mutual they love and appreciate!!

@ardentghcst -> i was so scared to reply to amber bc i wanted her to like me so bad, but i did it, and omg you match my freak!! staying up all night writing that absolutely batshit insane thread is gonna go down as one of my fave tumblr memories of all time, and our pairing with raleigh//amber cracks me up. they scare me. im obsessed. addicted. and you're also so, so cool to chat with ooc so i'm just so happy we stumbled into each other on here!!

@throatsplit -> i've only just now found you... and you're never getting rid of me, sorry. i love how intense our threads are from the very start, i love how you've crafted this whole entire lore behind your main characters, like omg lemme sink in my teeth and know it all. we have only just begun && i know it'll be a wild, exciting, thrilling ride!!

@lovcrsrock -> your replies give me such insta-muse, you've made a very unique, compelling, complex, surprising, lovable character with declan, and i want to write with you more && more because everything you throw back at me has me kickin' my feet with joyful giggles. you're a treat on this site && i'm so excited to see what you're gonna have dec do next... fr i have not laughed more at a thread than i did our first && i'll never forget

@jawbrkrs -> so, like, your writing??!?!! it's seriously beautiful. you craft images in my mind that spring to life and feel so real. i will reread your replies like 3x times because they just sound like poetry every time. you always pump out the most quality content && it's such an inspiration, i always get really happy to get a reply because it leaves me so refreshed, recharged, and full of muse!!

[jasperandhenryslovechild]

my predictions for the henry danger movie

in honor of the movie coming out in TWO DAYS!!! im dumping everything ive got & for each prediction i get right i get a gold star from myself for being right/j

disclaimer i haven't watched any leaks or anything that's come out after the one glee dango released where henry falls into missys room so if any of this has been even slightly right plzplzpxl don't spoil it but but :)

once the movie comes out im gonna reblog myself seeing what I got right / wrong (mostly probably wrong but shh) for the funnies, DROP UR THEORIES TO ME TOO IF YOU WANT!!

- missy stole the RAD from evil science corp or smth related to bill evil. how'd she do it? no clue! bill evil isn't in dystopia at all! but it would be like so cool if we reconnected rick twitler stuff even vaguely like that because im never done thinking about it

- henry will end up almost dying and then missy will save him

- charlotte and or ray will have a small little cameo / feature in one of the universes to feed the fans some them breadcrumbs

- there will be an angst/pump up moment between henry & missy where it's kinda a call back to how henry felt really stuck/like shit with ray towards the end & comparing it to how he kinda feels now because he has no clue what to do to fix this? like i rlly do want them to mess w the jaspers sidekick au to its full extent and kinda do a swap between jasper and henrys roles in the series like so in that universe jaspers the super cool flashy hero & henrys the weird comic relief best friend/sidekick & so when our universe henry feels like shit about not knowing what to do its like tenfold because of that aspect?? and missy is gonna have to like pump him up to keep the story going & it's gonna bond them more

- i think the way the different henrys are gonna work is gonna be slightly weird. like for each universe it has its respective henry, but since our henry jumps into all of them what i think happens is that he like rather than becomes a whole new entity in that world he assumes the consciousness of the version of himself that's already there & has vague knowledge of the lore the other henry has lived in. like for example on how that works, our universe henry jumps into the jasper's sidekick au. when he does, he just takes the body of the henry that already exists here but if hes asked to recall some canon event that missy wrote about, he kiiinddaa can, but it's still kinda fuzzy. but like the henrys don't duplicate, that same jasper's sidekick!henry isn't different from dystopia!henry because they're the same guy at their core, so he just like shares a consciousness w that guy for a second. as goes for the other characters in the story!!

- the movie takes place at LEAST a year post the df ending because that would give time for charlotte to end her gap year in dystopia & have been long gone to her new life by the time that the movie plot rolls around. therefore that would be the reason why charlotte isn't in it

- they WILL NOT WIN!! like they'll win in conventional terms like take down vampire piper or smth (which is probably gonna be one of the main antagonists) but there will be implied emotional/physical after effects of some kind that render them not completely victors but still victorious nonetheless

- i stand by the idea that blackouts gonna be in it. the trailer w that dude dressed in all black is ABSOOLLUYTEELY BLACKOUT DEAR GOD!!!! if it's not im gonna be upset but i sossoosososo hope it's him because i really did want to see more of his character because you can't just canonize a soul eating bounty hunter who's out for the protagonist and never address it again like what???

- jasper and henry are gonna be SO fucked up w dystopia and the actual second that piper & schwoz pull up they're gonna try to urge them to go back home immediately without any hesitation.

- also, adjacent to the last two slightly, i don't entirely know if jasper and henry are gonna be the actual like epitome of good vs evil, i think they just take jobs from whoever pays them enough without really background checking the job because it's like.. whatever pays the bills ig!!! since bizwatchs whole thing is "we handle ur bizness" do they really check what kind of business they're handling oorrr?? and i think they might've taken a bit of a fucked up job & accidentally pissed off blackout who was like an ally to the guy they took out and then that's why blackout's after them!! and then that's the entire plot for like 1/4th of the movie until missy pulls up

- speaking of missy, she will be COOL AS SHIT!!! hopefully im gonna end up loving her and if not ill cry

that's all I've got 🗣️🗣️🔥🔥‼️‼️

[pumpkinhcad]

-gently sets down url- 👉👈?

HAMMY RAMBLES ABOUT OTHERS (Always accepting).

MY OPINION ON;

Character in general: I will never NOT find it funny how every SM episode has a "one 'fuck' only" rule and it's reserved for John and John only lmao. I also have always found it interesting how, from their debut, John and Jack were meant to have their own parallel storyline through the Newgrounds/Real Endings and not much has changed since. We are just meant to be invested in their side of the plot as it contains the real meat and potatoes of the show's lore. Of course, John is my favorite of the two, because I tend to find the "straight man" of this sort of duo dynamics to be the more interesting of the two. Even if everything is stacked against him and Jack, he is dead-set on uncovering the cult's actions and bring them to light. He might as well be the most justice-aligned character in the entire show... and all because of his little girl, Hope. GOD, I love me a good dad character! Like he is very rough on the edges, he has a chip on his shoulder, but his diligence and determination to always push through all this town's shenanigans makes me INSANELY invested in this man!! SM4 highlights this especially, with how he just REFUSED to quit his investigation because he was getting sick due to working so much and showing little care for himself... 🥺 I hope his daughter is actually NOT dead in the show, I think John deserves to have the happy ending he is pursuing.

How they play them: I actually only discovered that John is related to Robert and Radford because of Sal, so she has done her homework and it shows! He is also one of the muses I apologize to the most profusely because Pump is... just like that... so it makes me tear up a little how patient the sheriff is with him because he HAS been a father and knows the ropes already. Sal's John is pretty bittersweet and tragic and I might be A BIT TOO INVESTED in him?? Maybe?? But he is what got me hooked to Sal's writing in the first place, because she can write some INSANELY-GOOD parental figures, so I cannot help but falling in love with them.

The Mun: We've talked in IMs here and there, and I KEEP meaning to message more because Sal is just so sweet to talk to!! Both in IMs and whenever she makes OOC posts in my Dash, I enjoy talking to her and reading what she has to say and-- AGAIN, just another person I can share my SM brainrot with, as well as learning new SM stuff from! Oh and I am REALLY glad she followed me first!! 😭 I remember hesitating to take the first step myself because her John was an inactive muse and I?? Did not want to intrude?? So I am really glad she broke the ice with me first and all of that changed, because I could not be any more happier with another mun if I tried.

DO I:

RP with them: YES!! I did not mention her other muses, but my son is also interacting with two of her other muses and I'm having a blast with all of them!! Meech is a sweetiepie and Mud has that shady uncle energy I really like too.

Want to RP with them: HELL YEAH!! Again, I need to interact more, I just worry about getting swamped in drafts which is why I hold back a lot, but the day I do, oh boy.

WHAT IS MY;

Overall Opinion: I might not familiarized with Arcane, which I believe is one of Sal's main fandoms, right?? But, if that is your case, that should NOT stop you from following her, because the love she shows to ALL OF HER MUSES is to die for! She is also a very sweet presence EVERYONE should have in their dashes, unironically, like I highly recommend her. She is also a Broken Age enjoyer which?? Wow?? Rare, me too!! If you want high quality writing, tons of headcanon posts, and a solid RPing ethic, check Sal out! Also she might as well be my main John already, lmao, it is not official but in my head it is real.

[mediumgayitalian]

HELLO omg i love your solangelo royals AU, their flirtatious enemies to lovers chemistry in part 2 is so cute 😭 not sure if you’re planning to write more in the universe (i’m already so grateful for what you have out!!) but i just gotta say i am so curious about nico seeking asylum, and what the circumstances were when he showed up, and i desperately want to read more of EVERYTHING in this paragraph:

“Will was annoyed with him the first day they met. He was annoyed the second time, seething, really, dragging Nico back to the sterile surgical suite to fix his torn stitches. He was annoyed when Nico first shouted at him, bewilderment at this random physician treating him like he was another resident of the palace, not the only son of Hades. He was annoyed, notably, the one time Nico came to the infirmary after spraining his wrist in sword fighting and, in Will’s words, “breathed too loudly.”

i hit that ao3 subscribe button so fast 🫠

anyway, love your writing and all the snippets you post!!!! thank you!!

hi hi hi!! you have been reblogging my stuff!! i am very grateful for it as it makes me feel appreciated enough to keep posting!!

i am absolutely planning more in-universe 😎😎 i want the main fic to be long, slowburn, and will pov; i have lots of scenes rattling around in my brain but i'm still working on an actual plotline lol. if i figure out a way to start it i'm just gonna start and hope the plot finds me along the way lol

okay so the asylum thing. i have Lore and im so pumped u asked so here is my rambling:

my idea, and this whole spiel is pretty heavily inspired by this royal au series i'm obsessed with by @gatesofember (with a sprinkling of setting inspo from this fic by @percyinpanties), is that each olympian/major god is a House. so like House Zeus, House Apollo, House Hades, etc. i just thought it was way cooler than kingdom lol.

nico has been fighting nonstop w his father since bianca died. just. constantly. notoriously. they do not get along. they argue about EVERYTHING.

one day, Prince Nico of Hades shows up at House Apollo, ass o'clock in the morning, barely clinging to his horse, exhausted, and claims asylum.

uproar. basically. like thats DRAMA.

of course apollo loves drama and also cannot refuse asylum without good reason, so he graciously accepts. some fun details about that:

nico is now, before a prince, an Asylum Seeker. by status, he is not royalty outside of his own House if he steps away from the role, which he lowkey has done by seeking asylum from his own House. he has very little say in anything now.

apollo, however, has granted him shelter in the royal wing of the House, granting him a royal suite of apartments as if he was a visiting diplomat/royal/House Hades representative. this does not, technically, change his official status, but it does make abundantly clear that apollo still considers him of royal status. aside from that, he's still a prince, and no one wants to make an enemy of a prince (since he can still easily return to his throne, essentially? like there are no laws stopping him from doing so. this whole situation is just Odd and Weird and Really Good Gossip), they were all gonna treat him like prince anyway. he has the fancy clothes and still wears his circlet and often sits in on apollo's fancy meetings and shit (apollo likes his nerve).

will could not give any less of a shit.

he is the only person in the entire House and probably beyond who not only does not give a shit, and does not give a shit to nico's face.

this is insane behaviour.

will is the house physician, right. so in term of respect, he has a lot of it, but he has no authority outside his own infirmary, really. he gets a lot more respect than his status calls for because he's prodigiously good at healing. like. people tease that he can raise the dead. he can't, but. you know. apollo is the House of Drama, really, so no surprises there.

will kinda holes himself up in the infirmary?? there are a few reasons for that. one, apollo is a very artistically inclined House, and will is not very artistically inclined, so he started working in the infirmary as a kid and basically stayed there lol. the court physician before him was actually apollo's oldest daughter, hygieia, whom will adored to a million pieces and who doted on him lol. (she got him a little physician's tunic when he was seven and he literally wore it until it was threads). anyways. he feels useful in the infirmary, and its also where he does all his studies, so he mostly stays in that area of the castle. two, he doesnt get boundaries very well. he also thinks hierarchy is deeply, deeply stupid. for his own safety his friends are like hey. maybe dont interact with visiting royals and diplomats and shit. because someone is going to stab you one day. (and will is like 'well i'll just fix myself then' and they're like 'will for the love of the gods. please.') plus the east wing of the castle (where the infirmary is) is rly well lit and beautiful and leads right to the gardens and the library, so will likes it there :)

this would usually be a great mix, right? nico, who has been treated very much as a prince his entire life and has had people either walking on eggshells around him or scared of him, who has never had anyone but his father and maybe his sister defy him in his life, chilling in the centre part of the castle with the rest of the more royal members, and will, mr Authority Who? Don't Tell Me What To Do, chilling out in the east. no need to interact with each other.

except.

except.

nico is a dumbass who got hurt on his way to House Apollo. and did not tell anyone bc thats embarrassing. so he collapses right after asking asylum, and is carried to will's infirmary, who waits with his foot tapping until nico wakes back up and tears into him 😭😭 calling him the biggest dumbass to ever cross these lands and getting quite creative with it, really, absolutely running his mouth, and as soon as nico recovers from being bewildered (does not take long) he is like you??? cannot fucking talk to me like that???? i am the prince of ghosts???? fucker??? who do you think you are talking to??? and will is like i brought you back into this world, you fucker, i will send your ass right back out of it if you dont sit down and shut up and write down these recovery instructions. and nico is like ???? meanwhile the nurses in the infirmery who know will's stubborn ass are GIGGLING. like they think hes gonna die but at least its funny.

everyone lowkey expects nico to tattle to apollo and get will thrown out or something.

nico does not. which is weird, because, like, maybe he usually would?? but will makes him so mad he cant even think straight. the second hes released from the infirmary he stomps to his new quarters, seething. he shows up in the infirmary next day with the full intent to start an argument. instead, will tries to put him to WORK. and then gets irritable when nico refuses and kicks him out.

just absolutely insane behaviour. if anyone talked to nico like that in his House theyd be arrested, if not excecuted. hell, if will says this shit in front of apollo he might still get arrested, because what. but nico keeps going back and continues to get humbled by will basically every day.

and, ho ho, what happens?? does he maybe begin to care about will?? no. of course not. will is a pain in his ass.

insert part two here, blah blah blah, nico very obviously does care about will and its embarrassing

he realises right after this that he cares about will. although theres still a layer of denial over it bc will is his fucking nemesis, a pain in his ass, and also a Whole Ass Guy, so.

will begrudgingly allows nico to drag him out of the infirmary on occasion.

he has to admit, that when nico isnt being a diva, he is.

kind of.

charming.

a little.

if he had a knife to his throat, he would admit this.

maybe.

in terms of falling in love, they fall in love FAST. after that barrier of "you're so fucking annoying" "IM annoying?!?!?!" "yes glad you agree" crumbles, they both go TUMBLING off that cliff bro. will takes a cannon to every single one of the bitchy walls nico put up after his sister died, leaving him heart wrenchingly lonely. he treats nico like a person. and nico treats will like an equal, not someone lesser, in fact he treats will like hes not a prince, not a king, but a god. he reveres him. will has never felt this worthy of anythign in his life.

obviously, though.

its vague ambigious royalty times.

their relationship is forbidden and very, very secret.

nico, as a royal, wouldnt face many consequences, but will...

the issue is that will is the most frustrated by the secrecy. nico has always known that he would have to love in secret, he grew up in that truth. will has never lied about anything in his entire life. the whole royal hierarchy makes no sense in any way and pisses him the hell off. he doesnt like having to be cautious about the way he touches nicos shoulder.

4. wrote too many things in one block and got cut off 💀💀 turns out i DO have a plot omg. thank you for asking. GOD i love them so bad.

5. as for the paragraph you liked -- ME TOO I WAS SO PROUD OF IT. IM GLD YOU LIKED. im seeing now ive kinda mixed the first and second "will was annoyed with him" in my brainstorming but eh. ill iron it out later.

6. anyways!! thank you!! expect more for the royal au soon. not sure if im gonna do what i did on my other blog and start slowly updating & posting the long fic, or if ill add some more short ones as i write the long fic in its entirety before posting, but ill figure it out. i have lots to say about them and theres nothing more fun to me than writing secret relationship and rivals to lovers teehee

[animation-is-my-jam]

Any recent fixations oomfie!! (This is Kai from Twitter it's itsbeen a while) im bored get me into stuff.

Oh hey!!! Ahh, good to see you!! I hope your break was good 🫂 I'm guessing you had to reach out here since I'm barely at all active on Twitter these days, but yippee. (Join me here on tumb plsss)

As for fixations, as you can see, I'm still into wordgirl (I told you this one was strong), but I have been into other things more closely than before.

Games:

I got back into UT and Deltarune during the winter (lore fiend about it now), and I know chapter 3 and 4 are going to drive me crazy. (So excited).

In Stars and Time. That game has changed my brain forever. I love it sm. Pls YOU GOTTA SEE ME PLAY IT THESE DAYS. You'll die.

I still have to finish Tears of the kingdom but yes Zelda!!

I'm keeping up with the Final Fantasy 7 remakes (rebirth fucking destroyed me IM SO CONFUSED). And of course KH4 i await.

I'm not really catching up with fnaf these days. But I'll see the occasional theory video.

And a very new one. I'm not really into the game yet. I'm very insistent to not break my install a gatcha rule. But cookie run kingdom. mostly for those gay cookies (I'll let you figure out which ones).

Pokémon is Pokémon. I'm still upset after Scarlet and I'm very apprehensive on Z-A. (Please don't disrespect my baby gen 6 anymore ahhh). But hey tcg pocket is cool.

Shows:

And I know anime is decisive for me. Like the last one I really got into was mp100. But I do have a new one. And it's....one piece. I KNOW . I KNOW. IT BREAKS A LOT OF MY RULES. BUT LOOK I GOT INTO IT DURING AFTER MY BIGGEST ANXIETY ATTACK back in August AND IT HELPED. I actually like it. I love the characters and the adventures are cool and yes I will like any media that tells people it's good to punch fascist. It has some flaws and big problems (you can guess which ones since shonen) but I'm still enjoying my time, I've caught up and I'm more into the manga then anime atm. #buggytheclownismygirlfriend

I'm also still doing the watch alongs with friends on their own shows. Aka catching up with Miraculous S6 and apothecary diaries S2.

Other:

I was forcibly dragged into a webseries fixation because of amateur VA things and (sigh) i hate that I kinda enjoy it now. But I'm not telling what it is!! ...alright I'll tell you in dms lol.

I'm so pumped for new Walten files auuujjj

The Julie update for WH ahhhhhh

And that's it so far, I think.

[ravenkinnie]

top league moments according to me (definitely forgot most of them it's an old game)

1 every time they removed an extra map, essentially rendering the game to one whole map. when I tell people it's one map they look at me like IM crazy. sims 2 had more maps than league

2 some events were flops but some lines are peak, star guardian and the bilgewater one. even the ruination flop deserves some recognition because, while the event flopped, the book it spawned was, in fact, good so it cancels out

3 2018 KDA worlds performance where people were complaining that it feels like spent all their money on seraphine and couldn't finish rendering everybody else - shout out to the YouTube comment that said sth like "kaisas face... she's really got different DNA" it makes me laugh every time I remember. shout out to villain music video tho im willing to believe they JUST got out of that debt and went right back in because of how insane all the textures are in it

4 when jason spisak got cancelled for liking jilco tweets and then riot said he can't talk about them anymore cause it only causes problems. and then he dated a jinx cosplayer??? a lot of questions that will be left unanswered here

5 I know this is a new moment but the part of 'still here' cinematic with kindred - BANGER but particularly the part where tryndamere is looking at the lamb and the lamb transforms into ashe, literally felt my blood pump faster

6 this entire toy line WHO approved these faces I just want to talk

7 the entire unlocked line is amazing tho and I say this as someone who's been a comics fan for years and has to witness my faves being butchered into the ugliest action figures known to man constantly

8 seraphines launch.... just everything about it, from the vtubing to the rumors that the guy who made her based her on his ex

9 the fact that the lore is just a jumbo mix of different canons across the whole decade and they KEEP merging them so now arcane is on main canon despite not fitting any previous canon for both cities. also zaun somehow sunk into the ocean but its also above water level partially but still lower than piltover and I'm just not sure that's how oceans work. also part of noxian government is just a being called the faceless and they never specify who that is or what they do but I assume we will find out when they make a show about it in like 2030

10 this tweet

bonus shout out to kaisa for serving levels of cunt hostile to human life in POP/STARS, she's my fave KDA member and she gets the ugliest fucking models and the ugliest fucking backgrounds, i have to support her

[fool-from-lamanchaland]

im bored outta my gourd so here's an extensive ranking of the sinners based on who i like most [with reasonings, serious and/or silly]

DISCLAIMER !!!! I like all of the sinners besides the one at the very bottom, this isn't a tierlist based on who i think are the best sinners but rather on who i Personally enjoy, don't take this to heart i know each of them has Their Reason™ to be your fave ok? ok thank

starting from the bottom,

12. meursault

meur fans im so sorry. i really am. i have tried so so hard to see his appeal. i just do not feel anything about him. i do not think about him unless I'm thinking about the sinners as a collective.

perhaps in his canto I'll see the meursault charm but for now i genuinely don't care about that man

11. faust

the faust hivemind................ she's entertaining

my favourite faust moments are her being prideful about her intelligence. her dropping the 'faust' as a first person pronoun from the sheer hater energy she had while one upping hohenheim in the lcb checkup was Absolutely amazing i love to see her being justifiably egotistical

besides that i don't have much to say on her i fear ...

although if she were ever to get an angela ID I'd actually start playing limbus. the power she holds. good lird

funnily enough faust is my girlfriend's favourite sinner [mostly via appearances], she's divorcing me for this take /j

10. sinclair

not sure how i feel about sinclair ill be fr

he and faust are about the exact same level of enjoyment, but due to my love of his dynamic with don and ryoshu he ended up a lil higher

The twink is splendid. i need to see him be violent more. yes i love the new middle id let him kick ass

i feel like out of all of the sinners with cantos out, his compelled me the least so unfortunately i just don't have much to say on the guy

9. outis

I've had personal beef with outis for the comments she made towards don/sancho during her canto sorry i need her gone /silly

in all seriousness this war vet perplexes me ....... two faced bootlicker woman that i need to analyse under a microscope/pos

i don't condone All of her wrongs [still fighting her for the don slander] but i do condone a lot of them. love seeing her be cunning and scheming lets go evil women !!!!

even if she's quite low on the tierlist pls understand i Want to like her more i need to know her goddamn problem. where is penelope. what does the broken watch symbolise. what about the odyssey. how will it end up being translated into the pjmverse. What Horrors Has She Been Through i gotta know man!!!!!

8. hong lu

placed him around the middle of the tierlist since i know he's just about to get some crazy lore drops in his canto, just in case so i can easily move him upwards/downwards

as of writing this post though, he's quite splendid and silly .......his 'uwah~!'s are Everything to me

aesthetically he's my favourite masc sinner i love gorgeous boys with long luscious hair and whimsy

i can tell his ass is hiding every damn bit of his personality and emotions to be as cordial and unsuspecting and inoffensive as possible, maybe a leftover tactic from the hell he lived through back at the jia household? i doubt his original name is even Hong lu

hong lu's absolutely nonexistent sense of self preservation has me incredibly concerned. how was he unphazed about having his time taken in TKT . this man. SHAKING HIM

7. Heathcliff

ayyy the H names back to back

looks around nervously. would i be burnt at the stake for saying through patches of violet is my least favourite canto bossfight song /SILLY

like sinclair, i just. dont have too much to say on him? doesn't mean i dislike him, he's a really interesting character, i know theyve got sm more to do with heathcliff's story and im pumped for that, especially since the way his canto ended wasn't all that great for me

his position here is very shaky tbh . i feel he'll get moved sooner or later

in all seriousness though, despite the initial impression he had he's one of the most loyal and pretty compassionate guys in that damn bus. id trust him with my drink And all my belongings at a bar id trust him with my Life. of this tierlist were for sinners I'd befriend he'd be num.1

6.ryoshu

The funniest sinner in the bus imo

as another enjoyer of the arts [although not. in the bloody way] she's so cool ... id offer myself up to become an artpiece of hers huh who said that

she doesn't stand for bullshit and is awesome as hell and also i need to know what her ties to the fingers are PLEASE

wish i had more to say but she's just super entertaining to me, so she's fairly up here

5. Rodion

she's so flawed and hasn't progressed much from her canto and i love her for it

"I'm alright" love no you are not. you've had the least character development from every other character with a canto you've still got to go through the fucking trenches you still have so much to work through

her pass on track is my second favourite behind don's... it sounds so much more off and Wrong and sad because she hasn't passed on!! your sins are still trailing behind you girl!!!! just look at how things played out in the TKT intervallo!!!!!!

4. yi sang

project moon devs i am out for your [metaphorical] blood. you guys did not need to make this man so relatable. why . sotp it pls

seeing him slowly become happier and find meaning to living despite his past mistakes makes me so emotional actually

he had the most impactful canto for me ........ there is hope ..... even when you've made mistakes and made things worse for yourself .... there'll always be hope for the future ........ dwelling on what could've been will just make you more miserable ............ something i needed to hear so badly

ok that's enough introspection . he makes me smile thats all

3. Gregor

my babygirl. ok moving on, /j

greg is generally not having the greatest time on the bus and feels like he has to endure being made the butt of the joke because it's what he deserves and slowly bur surely he's become more distant from the other sinners and is possibly metamorphosing more based on the LCB checkup [WHERE THEY LITERALLY MADE HIM THE OUTCAST BY NOT ADDING HIM TO THE LINEUP. EVIL] oghghhhh i need to see him break . let it be rodion who makes him snap PLEAASE.

also pablo 👍

2. Ishmael

fish lesbian

design wise she's my favourite fem sinner .. yes it's because of the orange . i am an extremely biased person

ohhgheghhhh her fury against ahab having taken away the person she loved most all in the name of some fuckass whale ............... slowly making her resemble the captain more and more as she spirals more and more into a crazed path of revenge ................... her adoration for queequeg showing in her longer hair when she never liked it just because queequeg did ........ and seeing her in pequod town being the only thing to calm her down................................ because queequeg was her reason to live before killing ahab was :[[[[[[[[

and her finally taking agency in her own life beyond her grudges by not killing ahab and finding a new purpose to go on, to look forward to what tomorrow awaits :[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[

im in fuckign shambles ishmael I'll always defend you girl

1. Don Quixote

character so good she overrode my life-long internal response of hearing 'don quixote' from "do do do donki donki ho–teeeeeee" to "BEEEACH VOLLEYBURR" /j

words alone cannot express what don quixote means to me.

every time i see her face i smile . every whimsical hijink of hers is instant serotonin . every don is perfect and beautiful and lovely . live laugh love don . her mere existence is a blessing actually one of the fictional characters of all time

her exaggerated pseudo-archaic form of speaking. the overly expressive and Intense emotions audible in her voice. compared to sancho's deep and methodical voice. her extreme sense of justice. the joy she brings to the bus which really needs it. her crazed adoration for fixers and fixer associations. her current moments where the persona slips and sancho shines through in mild embarrassment.

her being absolutely fuckign shattered after regaining her memories ......... feeling like she decieved the sinners and dante and simply cannot ever be with them due to how different their experiences are ........... until slowly but surely she realises that she Wants to be with them and they want to be with her, that they're her Family and she still wants to keep the dream she and her father had even when he had already long since given up ................. taking back the name and role of 'don Quixote, the fixer' after having initially reverted to sancho so the dream may live on ........... THE SINNERS ARE HER FAMILY :[[[[[[

PRE-MEMORY LOSS SANCHO ALSO MAKES ME INSANE BTW. she had nothing to live for and was content with dying in that fire until dadqui showed up, cursing her with a horrible disease that ended up actually being better than the meaningless life she had prior, content with just being with her father and her family and nothing else until bari showed up and sparked the smallest interest in fixers in her and a wildfire of interest for dad quixote and even if she found his next antics juvenile and foolish she still went along because sancho loved her father and even if she'd never admit it she was happy too all while she and dad quixote were blind to the suffering of dulcinea and her 3rd kindreds and all the other bloodfiends all for their father's dream until the FALL OF LAMANCHALAND WHERE SHE WAS FORCED TO LEAVE DAD QUIXOTE BEHIND AS THE SOLE MARTYR FOR THE BLOODFIENDS'S FESTERING ANGER OVER HAVING BEEN STARVED IN HIS LAMANCHALAND ENDEAVOR AND THE GRIEF BREAKING HER SO BADLY SHE DECIDES TO ERASE ALL OF HER MEMORIES FOREVER NO MATTER HOW MUCH THE PROCESS SCARES HER AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUAUGHGHHHHHHHH

AND THEN AFTER EVERY BLOODFIEND OF HER BLOODLINE BUT HER DIES SHE'S CURSED WITH THE COLLECTIVE THIRST FOR BLOOD OF COUNTLESS GENERATIONS...... FORCING THE TITLE OF 'MOTHER' ON HER ......... WHEN SHE'D NEVER WANTED TO HAVE ANY DESCENDANTS EVEN BEFORE LAMANCHALAND ................... SLAMS MY HEAD AGAINST THE FUCKIGN WALL. IM SICK. IM ILL. . GOD IF YOU CAN HEAR ME ,

HEROOOO ON A PLASTIC HORSE FIGHTING LIKE IT'S REAL WITH A CARBOARD SWOOOOOORD /lyr

don quixote . ogh.

ok thats all thank you

scatters

[terraliensvent]

I feel like some of the people posting these vents fail to realize that the moderation team is human too. They should be allowed to make mistakes here and there without people having a whole mental breakdown and swearing up and down they’re not doing anything. While I understand some frustrations, most of it just sounds like pettiness and throwing a pity party. Oh you’re not a guest artist? Boohoo.

Another thing, it makes sense that people who the mods promoted are their friends humans are full of bias !! Whether we choose to admit it or not, we all will always lean towards our companions. Not trying to be a “white knight” or whatever y’all call it, just saying!

you say you arent trying to whiteknight as you repeat the same lazy defenses consistently made by whiteknights

i always thought the “mods are human” excuse to be exceptionally lazy because you know who else is human? literally everyone on the planet. i dont think that mods should get extra special good boy points just because they are mods and voluntarily manage this niche community. its also really dismissive of you to say “mistakes here and there” when these arent little tweedle dum “oh no i made the site glitch!” type errors. these are large glaring problems that have gone unaddressed for over 10 months, and when members of the community provide constructive criticism, people like you use the “mods are human” excuse to take away any responsibility from them. yeah, theres work to be done, but thats what you sign up for when you volunteer for your role. if you dont want to do the work purely out of motivation to make things better, then youre not fit to be a mod.

making a small mistake isnt the same as ignoring criticism, neglecting to work on things to actually solve problems, and constantly pumping out adopts despite the fact the species, again, does not have lore or trait sheets written anywhere after almost a year.

also yeah, i know it makes sense for them to pick their friends to be mods, but that also means that the people in charge arent getting any new outsider viewpoints on issues, and it creates an incredibly cliquey and unwelcoming community. i would be a little more forgiving if the new mods they take on would actually do work besides instantly posting their customs in their oh so elite staff commissions channel, but so far there is nothing that proves to me that they dont just use the role to exert some hierarchy over everyone else. “im a mod which means im friends with staff” but not “im a mod because i want to fix the big issues here.” have you seen any of the new mods do anything but make adopts and answer the questions that are too trivial for the other mods?

also, this is a vent blog. if people want to complain that only pop artists get to be GAs how is it hurting you.

this mindset of “mods are human so we can never criticize them” is exactly the reason why this species is so godawful, because yall can never stand to suck it up and see some pop artist get critique.

[brianwilsonmpreg]

for the music ask game: 4, 6, 14, 17, 22, 25 and 27 (too many but they're fun 🙃)

4. if you were to get a non-lyrics music tattoo, what would it be? (or tell about one you already have!)

hmm.. not much into tattoos (maybe it'll change in the future) but the Wish You Were Here album cover would be fun to have as one!!

6. is there/what is a song that you secretly love but you hate to admit it?

i don't know 🤔 i'm pretty open about what i like and what i don't like for the most part

14. do you have any music related home decorations?

i have this beatles metal poster sheet thingy at my dorm (i do not know what it's called). i also have a lot of band stickers which i put on my cabinets over at my family's house

17. what song do you listen to if you need to pump yourself up to do something difficult?

i make myself listen to songs longer than 10 minutes whenever i have to do tasks i'd rather not do. my fav album to listen to when i have schoolwork is Animals by Pink Floyd. i also listen a lot to Echoes when i have to rush getting ready

22. what band do you think has the best or most interesting story? (toxic breakup, bandmates in love, etc)

probably biased but it's gotta be either Pink Floyd or The Beatles. pink floyd because it's my current main interest rn and the band members are so interesting to me (especially roger). the beatles because it's the band i've known since i was a kid and i know like so many things about it and i keep learning about it!!! (i think i learned so much about mclennon lore in this year alone)

i would actually like to list other bands here too but i need to let myself know more about their lore first. which i will get to someday in the future..

25. Is there any activity (walking, housework, studying, etc) that you cannot do without music?

i need music to do homework, but i need it to be something not that distracting But sounds interesting to my ears. my main study music is Pink Floyd but not all albums by them are study material to me. i think the pink floyd albums good for studying are Atom Heart Mother, Meddle, Wish You Were Here, Animals, and The Endless River. but even so, i think the pre-wall era bootleg concerts are good bgm

i went off track there but i also would rather walk to my classes while listening to music because it's a little far. and whenever i commute from my campus to my hometown.. honestly i listen to music on a near 24/7 basis. i even need music to sleep lol

27. which musical artist's wardrobe would you like to steal for your own?

oh my god so many!!!! i'd love to have the wardrobe of what rock bands wore in the late 1960s, most specifically 1967. that was peak fashion to me fr.

but if i have to give a more specific list it would be this:

george harrison in 1967-1969, especially his outfits in Get Back. i love his coat in the rooftop concert so much

syd barrett in 1967. he was such a fashion icon in that era, i'm literally so envious of what he wore there. the rest of pink floyd in that era would count too but really, syd had the whole package out of everyone else in that band

i think some 70s fashion would be sooo fun to wear too but i don't really have a specific idea in mind.

anyway this one is more in the accessories department but the glasses that liam gallagher wore? would definitely wear those (also quick shoutout to those red glasses noel wore in the Don't Look Back in Anger music video, im definitely planning on buying something like those)

from this ask game

[hetaliakinfessions]

same Alfred Jones fictive ad before.aI'm host too 😔😔😔 it really does kindastink but at the most I'm kinda peeved that!! we didn't realize I existed until hetalia fandom decreased in size by ten folds!!! so now it's super duper hard to find sourcemates who r also chill or even likee mutuals ! so I'm just kinda pumped up to see an active hetalia kin account 😼 cause at least some guys r out there with the same experience as me!

RIGHT?? the body's been a fan of hetalia since we were like ten, and we've already been experiencing system stuff before that however didn't really know what was going on. but i'm guesstimatingggg that i became the host like... 7-8 years ago? and i only really found out this year!!!! and its so weird because we knew we were a system around the same timeframe (7-8 years ago) as well, but i just never put two and two together! i just kept saying i "was technically america kin but i don't consider myself kin, i consider myself actually america" which WOWWWWWW is a huuuuge indicator in hindsight!

but yeah no it's very hard 😔 most modern day hetalia fans/sourcemates i meet are almost never chill people! which sucks! because i love hetalia and it is genuinely a core part of my life, to the point where i can actually pinpoint an episode and season based on a single screenshot!!! like yeah it has a bad rep and DEFINITELY bad parts, however i love it and it's gotten me through so much. but yeah like i've met many modern day hetalia fans, and theyre either 1. super lame 2. have incorrect or just overall bad opinions or 3. are actual bigots. And are sometimes children, if you count the tiktok fanbase (not a diss! I just like to talk to people my age, haha).

but yeah sorry for the ramble, i've been drinking as i said in my last post haha mod america lore!!!! but yea im happy you found happiness in this blog and i hope you continue to do so! we've been here for over five years and i'm not planning on abandoning the blog anytime soon!

[merwynpersonalhub]

Okayokay so!!

With Marco and Aini looking after Skid and Pump it got me thinking about what they’d do with the boys!! I’m thinking about them two showing Skid and Pump childhood shows or taking them to arcades!! Maybe even taking them out to see the stars (the actual stars not “The Stars”) >:3

Im using a rp icon on my rp blog here hehe

HER LORE SORTA CHANGED HFHD but i can see after marco and aini getting used to eachother even if kevin doesn't really like marco since she is eyes they do silly stuff with the kids like cartoons, or staring at da stars or etcetc for fun heheeh

Marco be right at the screen with skid and pump in her hair staring while aini is just giggling and telling marco to get back and she slowly scoots back from the tv dhehe

[screwzara]

Judice P. Thabal

He is a student of Opemore University and is classmates and friends with Zara and Harp

He considers Zara and Harp his best friends :)

He takes particular interest in Hybrid Biology though, most think it's due to his nature

Having a Human father and an Ifaryus mother is not easy -> I'll talk about this more later in a fun fact

[taifenggg]

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Hello hello! You’re probably wondering, who the heck am I? 

To start off, you can call me Ash, or if you prefer, Kai is alright as well. My main account is @hhurric4ne​ and seeing as how this is a side blog, any comments on my posts will be responded to with that account HAHA. I’ve been writing fics for the past two or three years and I love it, tbh I have a lot of sideblogs with which I write for various fandoms. I have a lot of requests in each of my inboxes tho so go easy on me please :”). I’m also very unhinged and I like to ramble a lot so don’t mind me, especially if I start going on long tangents about game lore or anything like that.

I am a full-time student so I can’t pump out writing as quickly as I’d like on top of all the other requests that I have in my other inboxes, so please be patient with me! I will get to your request eventually :)

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Phew now that that’s out of the way, here are some requesting rules I’d like to set!!

I will do requests, but I have the right to reject any requests if it doesn’t sit well with me, I have my boundaries and if you’re not happy with that, maybe it’s for the best if you find someone else to write the request for you, or request something different!

I won’t be writing for anything that involves cheating or other scenarios similar to that because I’m not comfortable with that.

Anything that’s just straight up physical harm to the reader and/or characters is an immediate no.

Absolutely nothing romantic with Luke, I will block you. Platonic requests for Luke only :)

I most likely won’t write much for Thirteen, Raphael, or Mephisto, I don’t think I’m comfortable writing for them yet because I’m not familiar enough with their characters to get a full grasp for how they would act. You can ask but it’s not guaranteed that I will write for them.

SPECIFY IF YOU WANT A ONE-SHOT OR HEADCANNONS PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU, THIS’LL SAVE ME TROUBLE IN THE LONG RUN.

Poly requests are okay! Unless it’s something like brother x brother x brother in which case, no. 

This time I’m limiting the amount of requests I will take at a given time to 5! I really don’t want to overwhelm myself, and perhaps in the future, I will increase the limit but for the time being I’m keeping it to 5.  Of course, when I open up my requests and I don’t end up closing them until after requests have already gone over the limit, I will write every single request that was submitted from the time that I closed my askbox.

For headcanons, you are allowed to request 3 characters at a given time, and for one-shots, 1 character at a time! The only exception to this being you asking for all the demon bros, or all the dateables(again, only platonic Luke)

This is different than my other blogs, but I will be open to writing NSFW, however again, if I don’t feel comfortable writing it, I will not. 

I’m only writing for GN! and M!Reader, no hate towards F!Reader but you guys have a lot of content, and I wanna show some love to the GN and M!Reader communities as well, but ofc this doesn’t mean you aren’t allowed to interact as well!

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