#l4d hcs

[angelwheat]

- angelwheat 🌾

21 , irish , infp , writer , multi-fandom , self-shipper

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fandom i'm currently writing for: TF2

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Call of Duty Zombies , Team Fortress 2 , Left 4 Dead , GTA V , Call of Duty WWII

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TF2 x Reader (One-shots) {wattpad}

The Mundane and the Magic {codz x reader}

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tank dempsey .♡gun-slinging sweethearts

demoman .♡celtichearts

ellis .♡SavannahSweethearts

last update 3/9/24

[jimmygibbs-jr]

ellis would be the type to not have his schedule memorized so nick would see a blood spot on his pants and ask "damn fireball, who shot you on your ass?" and ellis would turn around and realize "fuck, man, its that time of the month"

[neon-cit3]

Don’t talk to him till he’s had his cup of Joe

And showered

And brushed his teeth

And comb/gel his hair

And shaved

And done that loud horking that dads do in the morning

And put on clothes(optional)

I feel kinda shy posting this🫣

[xxcandyacidxx]

Reasons why I ship Louis and Zoey (Left 4 Dead)

Canon Facts -Zoey likes helping Louis -She teases him playfully -Louis wants to see her succeed -Louis is the most emotional about her death -Zoey likes his body (said he would look good in a hospital gown) -Louis has plans for her (being an optimistic thinker he likes hoping for the future, I'm taking these as he wants to get married to her (this is found cause when she dies he is screaming "NO, MY PLANS, MY PLANS!-")) -Zoey likes smart men (more fanon Ig)

Personal Headcanons -Louis likes girls shorter than him -Louis likes brunettes -Zoey admires his optimism even in an apocalypse -Louis would ask for Zoey's hand from Bill and Bill would approve (does tell Zoey to protect him though (Louis isn't super observant)) -Louis can banter with her perfectly -He likes her witty jokes -Zoey makes him blush -Louis makes Zoey blush (although she won't let him know that) -Louis was a bit afraid to date again cause his high school sweetheart broke off their engagement a week before their wedding but Zoey was sweet on him the entire time (even when he was covered in blood and zombie bile) -Zoey likes being protected by someone (even if it takes away from her whole smart and tough girl persona) -Zoey's sarcasm makes Louis laugh a lot -Zoey sometimes defends Louis from Francis' banter -Louis is a bit of a klutz and Zoey finds it endearing -Louis thinks Zoey is hot as hell just from her wits -Louis would watch all her favorite movies with her -Zoey would play all of his favorite games with him -Zoey really likes being held -Louis tends to hold things in his sleep so having Zoey around is a match made in Heaven -He remembers the little things about her -Louis likes running his fingers through her hair when he can't sleep -Zoey likes whispering how much she appreciates/loves him when she can't sleep

Zoey: Yeah Louis didn't do much because he's weak and helpless and submissive Louis: Zoey, I'm gonna kiss you so hard, your scalp is gonna have hickeys Zoey: That was the stupidest thing I've ever heard Zoey: Come here

(Credit to TheLivingBluejay on deviantart on the last two) https://www.deviantart.com/thelivingbluejay/art/Louis-and-Zoey-781649565 https://www.deviantart.com/thelivingbluejay/art/Louis-and-Zoey-681739468

[gravitycoil]

DO U HAVE anymore hcs for bill .. or ellis or any other survivor u feel like talking about tbh i enjoy hearing yer l4d thoughts :D

(This is my second time rewriting this because when I went to post it, it CRASHED FOR SOME REASON AND I LITERALLY SCREAMED)

I do have many... many thoughts about everyone.

In my mind Bill does not wear that ugly ass boot outfit after realizing the military and government screwed them over. He loves the group like a family and doesn't hate anyone even if he seems mean and sour towards Francis although he does think he is a giant dumbass but loves him nonetheless. Francis' dumbassery kind of gives Bill humanity because he can't believe someone like Francis has made it this far yet he's glad he has and he can smile about that. His dynamic with Zoey is hardcore Father-Daughter/Grandpa-Granddaughter and he loves her so much despite none of them really revealing how much they mean to one another and Zoey especially curses herself because she never got to tell him how much he meant to her when he died. When he did die, I like to think he turned maybe an hour later after the whole generator shit he didn't turn into an SI but if he did I feel like he would turn into a smoker or tank which, I think tank fits more and is more fuck you to his character cause it's all like. Die to 3 tanks, become one in the process which I should mention that I think yes you can be immune but once you die and your immune system and shit are dead you can still turn. When the group sees that he turned and has to shoot him themselves Zoey has to step away cause she can't bare to look at him like that and physically cannot pull that trigger. I like to think when Bill was alive he taught Zoey like literally everything he knows to her. Every little survivalist thing he knows was passed onto her like making animal traps, reading animal tracks, fishing, how to properly fire and hold different guns, aim training and all everything else. He loves Zoey so much as if she was his own Daughter/Granddaughter. He believes Louis is the only other like-minded one in the group his positive attitude and hopefulness is enough to make Zoey happy which in return makes him happy. I do think Bill is very sensitive/emotional yet bottles every emotion he can but I feel like he has many restless nights thinking about if the group were ever to get hurt or even so much as if they died and these scenarios play in his head over and over and it's enough to make him cry even if it's a little. He doesn't fear death but he does believe that if it were to claim him that it should just claim him instead of linger and draw out his demise. Which is why he was open to sacrificing himself he already lived his life, the others haven't especially Zoey. He wants them to have a chance at a normal life, one that isn't filled with the dead. He wants them to have a life.

Ellis is so autism and adhd to me. He sees nick as a brother even if nick doesn't view him as the same he would still take a bullet for him even after every mean thing he has said to him. Ellis is not stupid or anything like that. He's really bad at social cues and just everywhere at once. He is very warmhearted, hopeful, and caring which some will see as being naive especially in a situation like this. Rochelle sees him as a younger brother and is very protective over him, nick slowly gets protective over him to in a brotherly way. Coach is the only one that tries to teach him cues and tries to give him a better sense of judgement and is extremely patient with him. Every single story he has told of him and Keith are all real and not exaggerated they just have gotten into really insane shit. I like to think they have matching tattoos I imagine it's either fish related or car related. They were both mechanics and made all sorts of shit. I also think that Ellis never had a dad and was only raised by his mom and he still believes that Keith and his mom is out there somewhere amongst the hell. If he were to ever see them dead/turned... hmm... well... :( he'd be broken.

[jimmygibbs-jr]

@superhotbabess louis

Imagine this whole post in the TikTok text to speech voice.

[cyborg-franky]

Hi OP I hope you’re doing well! ❤️ Can I request some hcs of one piece characters favorite video games?

Man this might seem so biased because I like/hyper fixate on only a handfull of games but lets see... [Yes, most of these are games I am into WOOPS]

Ace - Loves FPS - He plays games like Overwatch, TF2, L4D and Dead by Daylight. - He enjoys shoot first ask questions later type games. - DPS for life. - Borderlands is also a game he likes. - Saints Row, GTA, Duke Nukem. DOOM. Anything along these lines. - Action with a dose of horror element. - Explosions and fire are a huge bonus. Sabo - Sims - but on chaos mode. He loves to play God, and he’s the type of person who would build a pool without a ladder. - He might be against capitalism, but that doesn’t mean he won’t use a few cheat codes and pirate versions so his sims can live out their best lives.

Luffy - Pokemon games. He mostly plays Pokemon GO so he can go out and be social with his brothers and friends. He and Usopp do all the raids together. - Anything easy and brightly colored has his attention.

Nami - Mobile phone game queen. - Literally anything tycoon. - Where you can buy and sell and build. - Is like level 90000000 on every ‘swap something’ or ‘merge’ game. - Plays while making money at her job. Sanji - Dating sims, obviously. - Also, hentai games. - And Animal Crossing. Usopp - Minecraft, Strawdew Valley. Anything that's open and fun. - Also big into Pokemon and plays with Luffy, - He also loves point-and-click adventures like Monkey Island. Zoro - Pokemon sleep. - Streetfighter, TEKKEN, Mortal Kombat. All those sorts of games. - Shinobi games also.

Chopper - Cute, easy games or hardcore doctor simulators. - Animal Crossing. - Nintendogs, cats, anything silly and cute with animals.

Brook - Dating games - Hentai games - Among Us - Really dumb meme-bait games like I Am Toast and Goat Simulator

Franky - Minecraft, Roblox, anything that’s building and making. - Retro games, like Golden Axe, Sonic the Hedgehog, Streets of Rage, Toe Jam, and Earl. - Older platform and side-scrolling games.

Jinbei - Games you can farm and fish on. - Also racing/driving games. - Is a beast on Mario Cart Robin - Fantasy games like Skyrim. - Indie horror like FNAF, SCP, Zoochosis, I have no mouth, and yet I must scream. - All the really intense horrors like Silent Hill, Resident Evil, and Condemned. - Just anything with awful, horrible monsters and lore, and she is all over it and thinks the monsters are cute.

Corazon - Candycrush mom. Kid - GTA, Bulletstorm, the most bloody and violent games you can get your hands on. - Ones that are banned in countries. - Wolfenstein. -  Also partial to the Guitar Hero/Rockstar type games. Killer - Cooking Mama - Guitar Hero/Rockband Marco - He doesn’t game alot, but if he sees an old-school arcade, he’ll go and play things. - House Of The Dead, Packman, Space Invaders, Time Crisis. He often gets dragged to the arcade by Ace.

[mbakuetshurisprincess]

Love for Duty’s Sake Part 4

AN: Hello loves! With this part L4DS officially becomes my longest series which is kinda a cool little milestone to hit. I’ve come to fix the mess I made on Valentine's day LMAO (kinda). Also for absolutely no reason I did mention Okoye having a wife in this, that's just my personal hc IDK. This part is very Shuri-focused but its intentionally like that, next part will be more Y/N focused. As always, this series is dedicated to my baby @pinkwright. 

Summary: As the only daughter of Genelia, there were things you just had to do, and marrying the Queen of Wakanda was one of those things.

Pairing: Shuri x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Cussing, guns, mentions of death and grieving, that’s it I think.

Word count: 4,171

Part 1.  Part 2.  Part 3.  Masterlist.  Taglist.

Suggested listening: So My Darling (Acoustic) - Rachel Chinouriri 

“So my darling, so my darling, so my darling When our hairs are turning grey Won't even remember our younger days, so So my darling, so my darling Baby, my boo You are my best friend, you are my best friend Remember I'll always love you”

“My Queen, please we need you to at least sit-down.” The hand belonging to the voice that was pestering her came to rest on her shoulder, snapping Shuri out of her internal world.

“Sit down?” Shuri whipped around to face the medical attendant behind her. “How am I supposed to sit when my WIFE could be lying dead on the table right now? Tell me how!” She demanded.

“Assuming the worst and pacing outside of the operating room will not do anything but raise your blood pressure my queen, please.” The medical attendant urged Shuri again, taking Shuri’s hand in hers and attempting to guide her to a seat outside of the operating room. “We have the best doctors working on her majesty, now is the time for you to rest.”

That got Shuri’s blood boiling and she ripped her hand out of the woman's grasp. “The best doctor in Wakanda is right here! Yet you all have barred me, the queen, from entering the operating room and ensuring umfazi wam (my wife’s) safety!”

“You are too close to her my Queen-” The attendant explained but Shuri quickly cut her off.

“Was I not too close to my brother when I tried to save his life? Would you have stopped me from intervening and saving my mother's life because I was too close to her?” Shuri questioned taking a step forward into the woman's space.

“Of course not but you must understand-”

Before Shuri could cut the intendant off again, Aneka’s voice cut through, “My Queen, Okoye, and Ayo have news.” Only then did Shuri pull her piercing brown eyes off of the woman and over to the Dora.

“Is this news that seriously warrants me leaving Y/N’s side?” Aneka felt the seriousness of Shuri’s question, the queen was unwilling to leave your side unless it was truly worth it.

The simple “Yes.” however was a definitive enough answer to have Shuri agree to leave the hospital wing and venture down to her lab. Not before instructing the attendant to call her if anything went wrong or if surgery finished before she got back.

Entering the lab Shuri was greeted by all eyes on her. She could feel them scanning her body, all creating their own assumptions about her; which would no doubt fuel the palace gossip about what exactly had happened on this routine business trip.

To be fair though, Shuri was doing nothing to help quell the gossip herself. In her haste to get you into the operating room and refusal to leave your side, she hadn’t gotten the chance to change out of her bloodstained clothing. Now she walked up to Okoye’s awaiting hologram, body tight with nerves clad in a button-up covered in your blood.

“What is it Okoye?” Shuri demanded sternly, crossing her arms and taking a deep breath in.

Okoye faltered for half of a second, eyes taking in Shuri’s being and easily seeing through the collected facade the royal was trying to put on. The way crossing her arms over her chest Shuri was subconsciously protecting her most vulnerable parts and trying to ground herself. How she never really exhaled the deep breath she had just taken, rather letting it come out of her nostrils in a strained sense, as if even breathing was a task.

Ayo who stood next to Okoye didn’t notice the intricacies in Shuri’s demeanor or Okoye’s pause, and neither did Aneka who was behind the queen. But Shuri noticed, subconsciously straightening the way she stood.

“Ngangamsha, (your majesty,) we have in custody the man who tried to take Y/N’s life.” The sentence was brief but Okoye knew her next movements would explain it all. Stepping to the side she revealed a man sitting in a rolling chair, gagged.

To say sitting however would be the wrong word to describe the predicament your attacker found himself in. He was bound down to the chair with rope at every point the brain could think of. Wrists, forearms, elbows, shoulders, chest, thighs, knees, calves, hell even the man's feet had been tied down. This was no doubt the work of Ayo, Shuri could recognize the master rope work the older soldier had been teaching her over the years.

Shuris eyes took this time to really take in your attacker's features. He didn’t look like a killer. Someone like Klaue or Killmonger, those were killers and they looked like it too. People who would have had no problem orchestrating a dangerous move like this. No this man was different, he looked like someone Shuri could pass on the street in America and not think twice about. He looked utterly forgettable.

“His name is Liam Drockers, born and lives here in DC, occupation sales and data analyst for several companies and businesses, the ice cream shop included.” Okoye's introduction did nothing but cause more confusion. Who the hell was this guy? “I am requesting permission to begin a thorough questioning of the subject.”

“No.” Shuri’s answer was clear and confident, following not a breath after Okoye finished speaking. “He will be escorted to Wakanda and questioning will be run by me.”

“My queen,” It was now Aneka’s time to speak, her knowledge of international law coming in handy. “He cannot be removed from American soil unless we have an admission of guilt, he is an American citizen and thus retains their rights.”

The muscles in Shuri’s neck tensed as she took a breath, “Do we all agree that this is the man who carelessly tried to take my wife's life?” She spoke as if he wasn’t there.

A “Yes,” came from the three Dora’s present.

“Then what more would an admission of guilt do? He is guilty. He will be brought back to Wakanda, questioned, and tried by the highest court for his crime.” Shuri spoke the words with utter disgust as she looked at the man.

“Your majesty-” Ayo tried this time, hoping maybe a different voice would dissuade Shuri from her current plan of action.

“Konele. (Enough.) Liam Drockers will be brought to Wakanda under direct orders of the Queen. Uyaqonda? (Do you understand me?)”

Just as before, the three women responded “Yes,” in unison.

“Good. One final thing, ensure no media outlets find out about this. Wakandan or otherwise I do not want this news broken until Y/N decides to. She deserves her privacy”

For the first time that day, the three women agreed with her. Knowing that the last thing the two of you needed was to be hounded online by news outlets trying to get a scoop.

“Thank you, you all are dismissed.” At Shuri’s word Aneka and Ayo, both left their respective rooms. Ayo wheeling Liam out of the room, presumably to prepare him for departure. And Aneka going to return to guard your operating room, leaving Shuri and Okoye standing in front of their holographic screens.

“Ikumkani wam, (My queen)” Okoye tried switching to their mother tongue hoping it would reach Shuri.“I do not know what you are thinking right now but I am telling you that you need to slow down.”

“Okoye, do not do that.”

Still, the older woman continued, “You are under unimaginable stress Shuri, you need to take a step back and assess the situation impartially.”

“Impartially? You expect me to look at this situation impartially Okoye, seriously?” A rubber band inside of Shuri that had been winding itself up finally snapped. “How am I supposed to be impartial when MY wife is lying on the operating table fighting for her life? Do not lie to me and say that you wouldn’t do everything in your power to protect the ones you love. I am doing the same thing.”

Okoye ate Shuri’s words along with the anger underlying all of her sentences. What she said was true, Okoye knew if she found herself in this position she would stop at nothing to bring her wife’s assailant to justice. But Okoye was not Shuri, and she knew that.

The ramifications of Okoye’s action, if she were placed in the same situation, would have nowhere near the blowback as the queen’s. This was the fact that Okoye understood that Shuri just couldn’t seem to grasp. But the general was aware any attempts to explain this to Shuri right now would be futile. she was too fragile, too caught up in her own emotions.

“Sisi, (Sister,)” Okoye’s tone softened. She was not coming to Shuri as a general would come to her queen, instead, she chose to appeal to their personal connection hoping that she would at least hear what Okoye was saying. “Your mind will run much clearer after a shower and a quick nap. You have been through something traumatic, and you need to take a step back. ”

Okoye paused debating if continuing on was a good idea, ultimately after really looking at Shuri once again she decided to keep going. “She will need you when she wakes up, all of you, not just the parts you’re willing to show.”

Shuri tried to speak, her mouth opened and her lips moved as if to form words. She so badly wanted to tell Okoye just how scared she was at that moment. How it wasn’t fair how fast everything happened. How you two were just beginning to warm up to each other after all this time. How when you were wheeled into the medical wing she squeezed your hand so hard as she yelled out instructions, she was worried it might have been bruised.

All of these things ran through Shuri’s head as possible things she could say to Okoye at that moment. And she was sure the older woman would listen dutifully as she spoke and offer nothing if not the most rational responses.

But Shuri couldn’t bear to hear that right now, she had other things more important than her feelings to worry about in her eyes. So to waste time that she could be using to try and save your life, discussing her own feelings would be the ultimate careless act.

“Thank you, Okoye, that will be all.” Before Okoye could respond Shuri ended the call.

Now without Okoye’s holograph in front of her, the way her reflection looked back at her sent shivers down her spine. Your blood still caked into her clothing, curls falling every which way, she felt and looked like some strange amalgamation of her own physical form. Maybe Okoye was right.

Quickly she called Aneka who assured her that you were still in surgery and were not predicted to be finished for at least another hour and a half. A nap was one hundred percent out of the question, she couldn’t sleep until she knew for sure that you were okay and that your attacker had at minimum stepped foot on Wakandan soil. But a shower and a quick change of clothes could be arranged.

Standing in the shower she let the water run over her head and fall all down her back. As she stared down at her feet letting her mind go numb the color of the water changed. The once clear water that ran down the drain now held a reddish tint, it took her a moment to realize what exactly caused it.

It was your blood that had dried into her hands from when she applied pressure to your chest. Her mind suddenly switched on and to you. What would you wear or wake up to? The hospital garments that were provided were definitely nothing to scoff at but Shuri had picked up on how particular you were about your clothing and the fabrics you wore. She made a mental note to grab something out of your drawers so you could feel more comfortable as you recovered.

Your wife spent the rest of her time in the shower mulling over the possibilities of what your attacker's motives could have been.

While picking out an outfit she mentally compiled a list of every major disagreement with the United States she had been involved in since taking over.  

And by the time she was finished readying herself to be back at your side, truly she felt as if she hadn’t developed concrete enough theories to deduce what would cause a lowly date and sales analyst to attempt to take the life of a foreign head of state.

She’d gotten herself nowhere in all that thinking, and more importantly, she’d gotten you nowhere. When you awoke, Shuri wouldn’t be able to tell you that she’d fixed the whole situation and that you had nothing to worry about other than getting better. No, she’d have to tell you the truth. That yes, they’d gotten your attacker and he was in custody; but they were no further along than that.

She was failing you.

Shaking Shuri from her mind's inner turmoil she remembered to grab your clothes before heading back down to the operating room. Across from your bed stood the dark oak dresser your family had gifted you and Shuri as an engagement gift. She dug into the drawer just as she had seen you do a million times looking for a t-shirt for you to wear. After moving a few to the side, she was met with something hard yet pliable. Confused, the queen pulled it and her hand out of the drawer to inspect.

“A journal?” Shuri questioned out loud. There was no mistaking that's what she held in her hand at that exact moment, the whole thing was wrapped in a leather case with your monogram on the front. Something else got her attention though, sticking out of the bottom was a small receipt. She recognized the name of the restaurant Mafemi’s, a place you two used to frequent in the early days of your courtship.

“But that was so long ago,” Shuri thought to herself. “What were you still doing with a receipt from then?”

As much as she knew she shouldn't, Shuri opened your journal, promising that she would only read the page that the receipt had come from.

Date: May 15, 2022 Today Shuri and I went out to lunch at Mafemi’s. Mama says it's good for us to get out and be seen together. It’ll “help take the spotlight off of the reckless decisions I made during my single life.” Whatever the fuck that’s supposed to mean. But lunch, I don’t know. I just feel like Shuri doesn't feel the same way I do about her. Like when we go out to eat together, my eyes are on her. Her curly hair, her sharp ass jawline, and her bottom lip that always seems to be slightly poked out. Just all of HER. But what does Shuri do when we’re supposed to spend quality time together? Sit in my face and fiddle with her damn kimoyo beads! She can hardly pick her eyes up from it to at least feign interest in the conversations we’re having. The only time she acts remotely attracted interested in me is when the fucking cameras come out. “Oh Y/N act like I just said something funny so they can see you laughing with me.” Or “Oh Y/N let me feed you this bite of food so they can see us being romantic.” I get that this arrangement wasn’t her first choice, HELL it wasn’t mine either but shit. We could at least try and see if there was anything between us….

What the hell did Shuri just read? Never in her life had it crossed her mind that you harbored any feelings for her other than hatred. All of this time she just assumed you had never thought of her in any other light than contempt but to hear younger you talk so candidly about the way you felt had her thinking otherwise.

Had you always felt like this?

  Was the question that bounced around in Shuri’s head as she took a seat on the edge of your bed, the journal still in hand. And if so, how had she missed the signs that had been sitting in her face so obviously? She looked down at your journal, a few more pages couldn’t hurt, right?

As much as she wanted to continue, a message from Aneka on her kimoyo beads halted her progress.  

My queen, Y/N is out of surgery and is being moved to her room in the ICU recovery unit. 

Thanking Bast out loud, Shuri stood from the bed and tucked the journal back in its hiding place. She quickly found a sweatshirt and short set she knew you felt comfortable in and rushed out of the bedroom.

The sight of you lying unconscious in the hospital bed, hooked up to dozens of wires made Shuri’s stomach churn. The doctors had updated her before she entered the room. The surgery went as well as could be expected given the amount of blood you lost and how much time it took to fly back to Wakanda from the United States. 

Additionally, your case was further complicated by the fact that the bullet used to shoot you was designed to shatter on impact. Ruling out the possibility of forensic tracing and making the doctor's jobs harder due to the extensive internal damage. It all was a lot but you would be okay and that was all that Shuri needed to hear.

“I will give you your space.” Was all Aneka said before she slipped out of the room, going to stand guard outside. There was a formalness in the way Aneka spoke that she hadn’t used before keying the queen in that her outburst from earlier had some effects on their dynamic. A small twinge of guilt ate at her, she would need to apologize but right now was not the time.

Right now all of her focus was on you, carefully tucking one of your locs behind your ear as she stood over you. You looked beautiful even now. It reminded her of the times when she couldn’t fall back asleep in the middle of the night, so she would turn and watch you. In awe of the way your eyelids fluttered and your chest raised slowly with every breath. You were a work of art in her eyes, something that even the best painters couldn’t have created. You were the reason she knew Bast had to exist because she was sure you were too beautiful to have been created by a human.

Shuri opened her kimoyo beads and read your vitals one more time before deciding that waking up to her looming over you wasn’t the best idea. She took a seat in the recliner chair next to your bed, kicking her feet up onto the bed next to yours. Knowing it was just a matter of time before the anesthesia wore off the queen opened kimoyo beads and started reading through the information that had been gathered on Liam Drockers.  

Fifteen minutes later Shuri heard the first indicator that you were awake, a groan that you tried to form into words came out slowly. Shuri immediately set the journal down and jumped to your side.

“Hey hey hey sthandwa, have some water first hmm?” Tentatively Shuri brought the straw up to your lips. “You are probably dehydrated and your throats dry, take it easy.” Even though your eyes were trained on the cup of water that you greedily sucked down, you managed to bring them up to shoot Shuri a roll of your eyes.

When you finally finished Shuri pulled the straw out of your mouth and you leaned back into your pillows trying to catch your breath.

Who knew drinking water could be so tiresome? 

Shuri leaned your bed forward so you could sit up, worried that you would somehow choke on all the water you had just downed.

Once you caught your breath you opened your mouth to speak, “Are you okay?” It came out gravelly but still, Shuri could hear it nonetheless.

“Am I okay? Umfazi wam, (My wife,) I am not the one in the hospital bed right now. Are you okay?” The way Shuri posed the question back to you had you swallowing hard.

What was the answer? Did you feel the best? hell fucking no. Underneath the grogginess you felt was an unrelenting buzz of pain, not enough to cause you true discomfort, but enough to let you know that everything was not right within you. But you knew Shuri well enough to tell right now hearing that you were not okay wouldn’t do anything but further stress her out. Whatever had happened in the time between being shot and waking up clearly was taking a toll on her and the last thing you wanted to do was add more to that.

“I feel fine enough considering.” You assured with a small smile. That little smile sent a wave of calm washing over Shuri, it was a sight at one point she wondered if she’d ever see again.

“Do you need anything? I brought you down a change of clothes but I think we should wait until you’ve got some more of your strength back. Your hair oils here too, I figured before you go to bed I could oil your scalp for you. I’ve never done it before but I think I’ve watched you enough times to know.” Listening to Shuri babble on softly about the things she’d done for you only made your smile widen, she was so attentive to you. The care she displayed almost reminded you of how Yara was before she got sick.

Yara, Josiah, Genelia, your family, shit. 

One of the machines you were hooked up to started beeping faster indicating your heart rate was increasing. Shuri looked down at you, worried that maybe she had overwhelmed you with too much too early. “Or I don’t have to oil your scalp, I was just suggesting it. I-”

“No Shuri, that's not it. Have you,” How exactly does one ask a question like this?

Have you told the media that I was shot to garner support for our relationship and goals? No, definitely not right. Did you let the public know about an extremely vulnerable moment in my life to make them more empathetic to our relationship? Yeah, you were getting farther from what you were hoping for at this point.

Your worries surrounding asking made the question fall from your lips sheepishly. “Have you said anything about this,” You gestured down to your body, “Publicly? It's okay if you did, it’s just I wanna be able to let my family hear that I’m okay you know. My siblings and everything I wouldn’t want them to think I abandoned them, again.”

The nervous tone in your voice gave your wife pause, she hadn’t heard you falter like that before. Shuri sat down on the edge of the bed and took your hands in hers. “Of course not sthandwa. I gave clear orders that nothing comes out about this until you are ready, whenever that is. I didn’t say anything to your family in all honesty because I didn’t know if you wanted me to, I didn’t want to overstep any boundaries.”

You squeezed Shuri’s hands in yours, “Thank you.”

“Of course mtuwam. (my person.) Now how about the oil?” You nodded your head eagerly, grateful that you had been blessed with such an amazing person.

The next hour you spent in Shuri’s arms. After a lot of convincing, Shuri finally agreed to sit behind you in the hospital bed, so that your back was directly in front of her chest. Your wife hummed a song to herself as she guided the oil across your scalp, rubbing gently as she finished each section. When she finished she guided you back so that all of your weight lay on her chest, your head resting on her. At that moment the hum of pain running through your body stopped, the sound of her heartbeat steadied you and her soft breathing felt like a comforting breeze. You were home.

But home could never truly hide you from bad news could it? People always found a way to disturb your peace for their own gain, no matter how low the blow was. Thats why when Aneka came into the room with a stern look on her face you knew it was some form of bad news was about to fall from her lips.

“My queens, I hate to disturb you but I figured you should see this as soon as possible.” Launching a projection from her kimoyo beads, a photo of you and Shuri with the First Lady and President from your recent visit popped up with a tweet attached.

@FLOTUSMALLORY:

We are devastated to hear about the unfortunate shooting of Queen Y/N Y/L/N Udaku. Our prayers are with the Wakandan First Family and the entire country as they rake the time they need to recover.

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[lazycowboy666]

hc for the vongola kids’ favorite video game genres / titles, pt 1 (nami trio); aiming for late 90s-mid 10s which is the general timeline for the series.

tsuna:

mixed PC and console, mostly console (PS2 or Game Cube). already canon that he likes rhythm games (which is so cute and kinda funny considering how uncoordinated he is), so he’s a big fan of Beatmania IIDX, Pop’n Music, osu!, Taiko no Tatsujin, etc. pretty good at them and they help calm his ADHD down. plays Katamari for similar stimulation reasons with the loud cheerful music and straightforward structure.

tried playing DDR and almost actually died. he avoids any footwork ones in the arcade; playing in public stresses him out in general so he usually will buy or rent games for home. Lambo got a Wii for his birthday and between the two of them, the controllers were lodged in the drywall by the end of the day after playing Wii Sports.

likes the Animal Crossing series because it’s cozy, doesn’t get too serious with in-game achievements but plays regularly. doesn’t time travel; got yelled at by Resetti once when he was younger and shut the game off on accident, he cried so hard he almost threw up. feels bad if he leaves his villagers alone too long. when he didn’t have friends growing up, he’d really look forward to in-game holidays and birthdays (sob). trying to collect the squirrels.

will play Smash with Lambo; that’s what helped them bond when Lambo first moved in. fighting games kinda stress him out so this is the most he’ll really play them. his main is Kirby, or Luigi because nobody picks Luigi. :( low to mid-tier.

also they play Minecraft together and are both pretty terrible at it but have fun. introduced it to Gokudera, Yamamoto, and Ryohei and they’ll play it with Lambo when either (or all) of them are babysitting him. Tsuna’s constantly on the death alert feed, usually dying from falling into lava. somehow slayed the Ender Dragon.

gokudera:

PC gamer trash, uses emulators because he can’t afford a console. loves difficult, convoluted RPGs and RTS (gag). does not like online lobbies. horror and sci-fi fanatic, especially survival-esque games that require puzzle-solving like Resident Evil, Silent Hill, and Bioshock. is one of those freaks who illegally downloads unsettling, semi-dangerous games (like Lostboy, Sad Satan, LSD: Dream Emulator) and plays them with HyperCam on because he’s convinced he’s going to see a ghost. has had to install like 5 firewalls and rebuild his PC once.

Demon’s Souls / Dark Souls loser. has a freakish knowledge of where everything is, including short-cuts and secrets. he focuses on magic and will discard and replace weapons without much thought. knows lore simply from the item descriptions. really strategic, memorizes enemy move sets, but will go the hard way because it’s fun. utterly deranged. it’s honestly pretty impressive but it kinda scares tsuna because how many hours did you put into this? how did you kill that boss so quickly? where is your armor, gokudera-kun—

he doesn’t like most FPS games because they can trigger his PTSD if they’re too realistic, but killing endless undead/demons/monsters scratches a weird itch for him so he can play DOOM, and L4D w/ his vongola friends eventually (he’s constantly reviving Tsuna). really likes Half Life and Portal because aliens and puzzles alongside bip-bip. will play Hotline Miami w/ Shittopi if only for the god-tier music but has to be really stoned with her, else he gets uncomfy w/ the content being so close to his old hitman lifestyle.

hates platformers with every fiber of his being. says they’re for children but really he’s so impatient he sucks at them. Yamamoto made him play Yoshi’s Island and he almost blacked out from sheer rage. only tolerates Pikmin because, again, aliens and puzzles. will play Smash under duress: mains Samus or Fox, mid-tier, loses to Yamamoto half the time. returns the favor in Mortal Kombat which he’s pretty decent at.

the only one who plays Minecraft outside group sessions. has started building late at night when his insomnia is bad; really likes the soothing music and will leave it on even when he’s not playing. makes replicas of structures from his favorite nerd media (currently working on the Enterprise).

yamamoto:

pure console lad, likes the Genesis, the Dreamcast, and the GameCube; his dad has a few older consoles that he’s also inherited. in similar hand-me-down style and true to canon, he owns a ridiculous number of late 90s/early 00s baseball video games. can play them for hours and gets really serious about them.

a Sonic stan. does enjoy some Mario Kart and Smash with the boys (mains Ness or Link, mid-high tier)—but he was a Sonic kid and really wanted Soap Shoes growing up. likes the OG 8-bit side-scrollers like Sonic Adventure 2 the most but his ADHD clings to super fast, timing-based shit like Sonic Heroes. also enjoys Rayman but gets stuck a lot.

weirdly good at Super Monkey Ball and knows how to short-cut in ways previously unknown to man. will launch himself across the level and win in less than 3 seconds. how? “idk just lucky i guess.” plays Baby.

has a few broken, shitty titles like Dark Castle, Pen Pen Trilcelon, Puyo Pop Fever. will make Gokudera play them just to infuriate him; this also applies to annoying platformers, it’s just funny to watch him rage quit. generally will troll Gokudera in video games to get a rise out of him, like dropping gravel on him or flooding his caves in Minecraft; never enough to actually ruin the game but enough to annoy him.

started playing Hitman as a joke but is spooky good at it despite not playing FPS/stealth games. “hey gokudera did you ever get to dress up as—” “for the last time, NO.” is generally pretty bad at games with a lot of details/strategy (other than baseball) because he starts tuning out. strong-arms Gokudera into tag-teaming hard puzzles and co-op games in general to build teamwork.

[legalownerofufoemoji]

Ideas/HCs based off friend post?? <3

OH MAN LMAO OKAY UH?

I wasn't expecting AU asks but that actually is a fucking hilarious concept to me

Edit I am adding a fucking readmore because I am INSANE please click for submas rambles

So the tags say l4d and I'm gonna be so fr I don't know a lot of the lore, but I do know zombies and that there are special types

I honestly think, theres two kinds of scenarios that can definitely play out and it all depends on if Ingo gets amnesia or not (if we go with the no pokemon theory, therefore Uxie does not exist, BUT there are other ways to get amnesia so we vibing) because there are plenty of scenarios that make sense for random persok to have serious amnesia. If Ingo just, Wakes Up somewhere he definitely would be logical about it and start off with "I must have been injured whilst trying to survive" rather than "I'm from a different fuckikf universe help me"

My first thought is, if he does get amnesia from idk hitting his head or just Arceus being a cunt, then I think he is a very practical man and would adjust accordingly. He would be stressed as fuck, yeah sure. He would be VERY unhappy about having to be more aggressive in his stance on how he approaches situations (and not understand why he feels like there should be somebody else at his side handling more aggressive/threatening scenarios) but, much like in Hisui, he can definitely go from being funny train man so scarily ripped old man who can and Will deal with shit as needed.

I think guns would absolutely be a learning curve, though. He is used to the loudness because of trains, and I personally headcannon Ingo as hard of hearing and that's why he yells so much (which he would also have to learn to control to not alert the zombies in his immediate area) but I still think he is autistic enough to probably not appreciate how loud guns are. I think he would Deal With It but be moderately grumpy about it, I also think he sould probably be a great shot because of how calculating he can be, rather than if Emmet was in the situation where he would just shoot first and think second.

If we were in a situation where Ingo did have his memory though, I genuinely think that woukd be worse in a way?

The entire time he would be trying so hard to get back to Emmet, it would be literally his only goal, right next to not dying. He would probably speak about Emmet a lot, and also regularly use him as his motivation. God forbid he got injured, his only words would be "I can't die here, I need to get back to him, he must be so worried". He would absolutely also likely put his own health above others slightly more than if he had amnesia, because when he cannot clearly remember Emmet he falls back into his protective older brother stance of making sure everyone else is okay first. ESPECIALLY if they are kids, like in Arceus with the player character.

I also think if he ever got returned to Emmet, he would be much more of a changed man than when/if he returns from normal Hisui. Like deeply traumatized type beat. Amnesia or not, returning to a safe place after being in a horrible location that you literally have to kill to survive would do numbers on his mental health. I think he likely would end up very jumpy, with some form of PTSD, maybe even from the guns and would have issues with loud sudden banging noises. I think he would likely require Emmet to straight up be like a service animal (servive sibling? lmao) to keep him company in public so he wouldn't start tweaking. Crowds would probably stress him out, and he'd also probably be much more touch repulsed than before hand, where I imagine Ingo to be neutral to touch while Emmet is deeply touch adverse (minus Ingos touch, obviously)

Wow I fucking rambled . More asks if you have more questions please because I am unwell (I also deeply enjoy this AU idea ngl I think we should traumatize Ingo a little bit more. For the sillies. It's enrichment to him)

[angelwheat]

Left 4 Dead 2

Ellis ; When He's In love

author's note: just a random lot of thoughts i came up with because i'm head over heels for this hick. not exactly set in the typical apocalypse setting, but can be interpreted however you like.

warnings: none | pronouns: neutral

Cue the most stereotypical love at first sight scene, where time stops and everything moves in slow motion. Ellis is frozen in place when he sees them. They look so beautiful as the wind breezes through their hair, looking like an angel to Eliis even if they're just going about their buisness. For the first time ever, he's rendered speechless.

While he is still young, Ellis feels like a teenager all over again. He doesn't know what to do. As much as he wants to strike up a conversation, he somewhat doubts himself because they're so beautiful and he might just make a fool of himself.

If he sees them approaching him, he smiles warmly, but he's secretly panicking. Although, that may be more obvious than Ellis wants as he frequently rubs the nape of his neck, or re-adjusts his hat, or perhaps rambles all the while stuggling to look them in their beautiful eyes. It can be made worse if someone like Nick is around to tease him.

It's very easy to fluster Ellis if they so happen to compliment him. He's certainly not used to it. He grins as he thanks them, all the while his face is beet red, but it's cute. He will also return compliments, albeit a bit awkwardly because he's so nervous, but he means them wholeheartedly.

As time goes by of getting to know them, Ellis finds talking to them much easier. He's not so awkward, not like he was in the beginning, however, with the feeling of love still hanging over him he now finds himself giving them longing gazes more so than avoiding their eyes almost completely. They'll probably catch him quickly looking away a few times.

Ellis is much chirpier than before; if that's even possible considering he's chirpy without being in love. He can't help but ramble about this new person to people. It tends to just slip out as he's constantly thinking about them. Rochelle only thinks it's sweet and has a few times told him to confess. Coach rolls his eyes but can't help but smile at the boy. Nick tends to poke fun, and has on many occasions done so in front of said crush of his.

If it's not already obvious, Ellis want to be around them whenever he can. He loves telling his stories to them knowing he won't be shut down, and he loves to hear stories of their own. He's absolutely infatuated and it's visible in the way he's listening and gazing at them with stars in his eyes. In short, Ellis is a big mushy mess when he's in love,

[ihchar]

Fuck it, I wanna make South/Hell/L4D Park HC and Character x Reader fan fics. You all can judge me all you want. (They'll be aged up ofc.)

Imma work on them now bcs yes!

RAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

[featheredcritter]

do you have any speculative biology hcs for the special infected? :0c

oh man i haven't thought about l4d in YEARS. I'm afraid i do not have much to say unfortunately because all the stuff i would make up about it back then i forgot :( however i was obsessed with the smoker and i would always draw it with a third eyelid that would come up when it attacks and also adding a pouch where it keeps its tongue in rest. Small sketch

I also had an idea of a special infected based off the Sarcastic Fringehead in the way it had a similiar mouth. It wasn't actually actively aggressive in the way other infecteds are, chasing you down and all, but it was very possessive of its "nests" that were usually places like supply chaces and safe rooms, so they would have been a pain in the ass. It had like toxic gas that it would spray at intruders. Have my old ass ugly sketches of it.

[hurrakka]

oh man. theoretically in a l4d au luis would've helped develop the green flu yeah? sure it's a naturally occurring virus in l4d canon (maybe. we're not really sure where it comes from cus ceda doesnt say shit but ellis mentions the government using bio-bombs in one of his keith stories so it could be a bioweapon?) but this is an au we can do what we want.

anygays im just imagining leon getting infected. we know better-safe-than-sorry-guy (i call him scout cus his va is the same as scout from tf2) is human when we first find him but experiencing extreme paranoia and some compulsions then a few minutes later he fully turns, going from able to speak and function to choking and growling and fully mutated (either into a hunter, boomer, or smoker) so there's always the possibility of a rapid transformation too. im thinking leon falling behind a bit while theyre walking because he's coughing and chokin and shit n he falls to his knees and luis is all like "bro whats wrong!!" and he gets to watch as leon Turns Before His Eyes. even better if he turns into a hunter cus if you look closely at their models they don't have eyes. we can't be exactly sure what Happens to their eyes when they turn but the two most popular headcanons are both equally brutal-- either Luis has to watch Leon's eyes quite literally melt out of his skull or he gets to watch him claw his own eyes out. Fun!

BUT there's graffiti in one of the safe rooms arguing over how long it actually takes to turn-- whether it's 20 minutes, 2 hours, overnight, or some other wacky chunk of time. so there's also the thought of Leon turning slowly. progressively becoming irritable and irrational and confused and him slipping in and out of conciousness for days until Luis goes to check his temp one day and he fucking Lunges.

and if leon turns and luis makes it out alive imagine the Guilt. he feels awful enough in re4 canon when there's a cure,,, but the green flu mutates too often to develop a proper cure for it. if leon gets infected and he isnt immune then he's just. done. theres nothing that can help him at that point. and luis already feels so goddamn guilty about the millions of people he's killed and now leon's gone too and he cant help but visualize every single person who had somebody ripped from them by his hands.

oh man and if luis has to put leon down? its joever. that man would Never recover. i dont even know if he'd keep trying to survive at that point. maybe just for that shred of hope of developing a cure (even though he knows it'd be damn-near impossible but it's the only thing hes got, dammit) and stopping this whole disaster.

coughs. sorry for the rambling i simply have been obsessed with l4d for going on 12 years now so <3

I had to lay down for a moment bc of the feels and potential outcomes in the event luis lives on while leon well...yeah (thinkin abt how buddy from re damnation would jus turn as well since leon is no longer there and that made me big sad dgkrnekhbfgnjklh) Since the re verse has like morbillion viruses, the green flu existing would be plausible so its just another stonks moment for umbrella lol. But yeah luis would absolutely be devastated. He probably doesnt have the guts to pull the trigger, least he can do is to restrain leon for a while and tries to find whatever humanity he has left in his nonexistent eyes. Tho in my witch!leon hc I think luis may have a chance to keep leon around??? Since witches seem to have the most humanity among the infected (and thats not saying much) he could probs observe him a lil bit without getting eaten right away. It would just be a warm bodies scenario ngl (i just watched that movie recently so this is huge copium dksfghbshgndfh) Honestly Im glad l4d fandom still alive after all these years. That game will always be goated and it was one of my high-school obsessions. I used to do crossover stuff back then and Im back to doing it now. Time rly do be a flat circle

[xxcandyacidxx]

HEY YOU!! DO YOU LIKE L4D? IS YOUR L4D/L4D2 SHIP UNDER REPRESENTED? DO YOU WANT AN X READER WITH AN L4D CHARACTER?

CHECK ME OUT! I'm making a Left 4 Dead one shot book and would like requests! Perhaps even do little mini series of some ships. So here is the 3 links to them on Ao3, Wattpad, and Quotev! Please request me, I wanna write for these silly survivors 👉👈

[bunny-heels]

Underrated AU x Dead By Daylight HC: For a week straight whenever Bill tried to sleep the Entity would try to trap him in a realm for a friendly match of escape the serial killer.

Like clockwork, G-Man would arrive to drag Bill back to their mismatched universe giving the entity a nice middle finger by dropping off a new "challenge"

These challenges include; Dropping Saxton Hale off to fight everyone, letting GLADOS do her science on them, dropping various of the TF2 mercs off complete with weapons, dropping various HL aliens (original and scrapped), dropping various L4D infected, and so forth.

The Entity stopped after G-Man casually dropped the killers and survivors in Pyroland.

Bill is thankful for G-Man's efforts. He buys him cigarettes and coffee afterwards.

oh bill that poor god damn man...... love that for him tho