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Mando!141 AU HCs Before I Start Writing

> crossposted from @charliemwrites ‘ lovely server

Soap is your typical mando. Fully customized kit, wanton usage of explosives, constantly cursing up a storm. Frequently on fire. His kit has been modified to allow for more motion with a flex breastplate and braces on the vambraces to allow for him to elbow a bitch. Armor colors are orange and green - a lust for life and duty. His beskar is inherited from a long line of ancestors, and he takes exceptionally good care of it. Concord Dawn prior to glassing.

Gaz is a bit more 'passing' as non-mando. Wears the breastplate, gauntlets, boots, typically tends to have his bucket off but whether that's because he can win more people over with his smile than his blaster is his own little secret. Coruscanti accent, quick with his blaster but can also wield vibroblades pretty adequately. BIG on the jetpacks. blue and green armor - reliability and duty. Got his kit from his great uncle when he retired and Gaz was, like, 14.

Ghost doesn't take his bucket off. Ever. At some point manages to get the darksaber - does not hold on to it. Dry, pops jokes every so often but otherwise kind of looms, speaks almost entirely in mando'a to his vod and it sounds real intimidating but if u understand what he's saying it's just like. the fucking tank joke. black and white armor - justice and fresh starts to commemorate his new life serving as a bounty hunter maybe? Full kit akin to ARC troopers in the clone wars with a big dark cloak thrown over top because he's dramatic. Has cobbled together the beskar over the years, didn't start out with a full kit but quickly earned it beating the shit out of scumbag mandos.

Price tends to have his bucket off about as much as he has it on - 50/50 split, mostly because it's easier to pretend he's not exasperated when he has his bucket on and his vocoder going. Green, light green and brown - duty, a desire for peace, and valor. Earned his beskar piece by piece. Directs his vod in mando'a because not a lot of people speak it which gives them a tactical advantage, but won't do it when they're not in the field like Soap or Ghost will because he considers it kind of rude.

[ramvur]

been using my alt to reblog and all, but let me just say that I LIVE FOR YOUR PRETTY BOY GAZ! 😍

jdfhjdsfj tysm!!! he's just so pretty i cant help it

here's another one cuz theres never enough pretty boy

also i used this elliot pic for reference cuz of course i love him dearly

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COD Star Wars Rebels!Au

The Rebel Ghost Squadron Featuring:

Mando! Ghost- Traditional Mando, NEVER takes the helmet off (Din Djarin coded). Empire and or Death Watch killed his clan

Mando! Soap- non traditional mando

Former Republic Admiral! Price- he was a non Jedi military leader during the clone wars who left when the empire came into power

Jedi! Gaz- Jedi knight during Clone Wars, survived order 66 with help from Price

[toshidou]

if the 141 were in the star wars universe, what species/clans would they be a part of

[b1rds3ye]

I really love your masked reader headcannons!! Especially the LED mask ones. I think it’s such a fun concept and the way all the boys react/ accommodate the reader and their preferences is so sweet!

So idk what your familiarity to Star Wars is but there’s a people (Mandalorians) who traditionally wear armor that covers their faces and bodies pretty much all the time. As such there’s something called a kelblade kiss and what that is is when two mandos press their helmeted foreheads together as a way to show affection when they’re all armored up. I was thinking about this and how the 141 would react if the masked reader leaned their forehead against them in lieu of kissing their cheek in a moment where they wanted to be affectionate but leave the mask on? If you have thoughts I would love to know! <3

OMG THIS IS SO CUTE!! I was raised on the og Star Wars trilogy, even the prequel 3 by George Lucas but I've completely fallen off since Disney's taken the reigns 😭😭 BUT YES I know Mandalorian I didn't know they had the little kiss thing though IT'S SO SWEET TO IMAGINE

Any physical contact with Price is generally rare when he's on duty, it comes with him just being busy and the natural commanding presence as captain. But when you first press your forehead against his, John's initial confusion gives him a respite from the stress of the military now that his entire focus is on you. It seems he needed the affection more than you did. Now your little forehead taps are his lifeline. Your mask always gets his bucket hat tilting off angle, the front rim a little crumpled when you pull away, but it always leaves him wearing a fond grin that is for you and you alone.

It's a little awkward trying to do it with Ghost, not only is Simon inconveniently tall but his own hard mask makes such a gesture of affection have the tact of a kid shoving the faces of two plastic dolls together. Simon is solid and immovable, and is far too entertained by you nearly self-concussing as you tap your forehead against his, stumbling back in a slight daze. Still, the intentions aren't lost on him and they're very much appreciated. He doesn't do them back, but in more serious moments, he lets you stay, forehead against his. He can't see your eyes but he makes sure you can see the emotions swimming in his.

Soap absolutely adores them! It's your own little form of affection and he loves the little quirks that come with your mask. But for whatever reason, he's taking your little forehead touch as a competition. "Did nae feel a thing!" Johnny would complain, taunting you to go harder next time. At this rate he's just asking to be clobbered across the head but he believes that if it's from you, that's a damn blessing and whatever bruise that comes from it he'll wear with pride. He always reciprocates in kind. It's more of a headbutt with his over-enthusiasm but he must have a forehead of steel or something because he always pulls away beaming.

Your little forehead taps always leave Gaz giggling and bashful. It's been a little harder as of late since he now wears a cap with a hard brim, for a while Kyle thought your lack of recent "mask kisses" was because the two of you had unfortunately drifted apart. He now foregoes the cap whenever you're around. When you enter the room he gives an exaggerated bow down to you, jerking his head up to signal to his forehead and he won't move an inch until you greet him with a forehead tap (this also happens if you ever have to leave the conversation). He tried to give a forehead tap back once but he was a little too enthusiastic and needed frozen peas to the head for the rest of the day.

Call of Duty Masterlist Masked Reader Masterlist

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Sofasoap's Call of Duty Fic Rec

Always wanted to make a list of my very subjective CoD fic rec list, and also I promised my good buddy @groguspicklejar ( famous author of Beloved series) a list of fic recs, let me list some of my beautiful mutual's and some amazing writers and artists so they can go binge read.

Edit : I'll keep adding artist/writers on as I go. When my brain cells is functioning.

@saltofmercury -Let's start off with the mother of my Mini MacTavish. The one who made me fell in love and hit the nail in the coffin for CoD fandom.

If you are into König, her " Break-in" series is a must read. check out her Soap fics too :) Masterlist

@floral-force - My bestie! delicious Simon/Ghost fics.

American Hospitality is my favourite. Or honeypot is guarantee making you crave for more :)

Check out their Mando fics too :)

@a-small-writer-in-a-big-world - You want slow burn? check out lovely Bear's "The Roommate Series". Wonderful progression of relationship between Simon and his room mate. Your Friendly Neighbor Soap and Shy reader, OH SO CUTE.

@deadbranch - Spy and Cold war style fics? You are in the right place. The killing moon and Dying sun series. Gut wrenching.

or check out the light hearted None Taken ( personal favourite!), threesome fics? Goth style Reader? Check out their MASTERLIST for full list of goodies.

@brewed-pangolin The president of "Soap Squad" club.

Fireside Whiskey - personal favourite. Soft and thoughtful Soap is just heaven. Kati's page is full of wonderful Soap deliciousness. check it out if you want some Soap fun.

@writeforfandoms  - Jen jen jen jen jen. Multifandom talent. AU Prodigy. But let's focus on the CoD here, Puppy Love - Price and puppy? can't go wrong with that. Born for Greatness and Howlin' For You Shifter!AU is my latest obsession here.

@random-thot-generator - Kris, The princess of Thotland and Thotlandia. Their latest work: A Patient Man - had me all hot and bothered. Sweet sweet Rudy. OH how can you be so sexy.

@jynxmirage, Jynx!!!! the one I blame for falling into Top Gun fandom. but that's not the point :P

Communication is Key - my current obsession :) Soft caring Price, oh give me this Captain price any day...

@as-is-above-so-below  - Oh Gezez, Simon X OC ( Freya ) fic The Captain is utterly brilliant. Angst, suspension, Thirst, smut... you name it, you get it.

@roosterr - my Fellow Nikolai fanatic, check out her "guardian angel"

series, action action action and of course, love story :)

@siilvan - another one of my fellow Nikolai fanatic, Aqua Regia

series , Nikolai the flirt, sexy flirt , complete with smut * smirk *

@homicidal-slvt - How can I forget the spark to my Lastochka series?

and one of my biggest supporter.

Check out their creative CoD Headcanons and full list of CoD works that will guarantee satisfaction.

@nrdmssgs - to round off my Nikolai fanatic club , and also brilliant artist, A heart full of pity series is one of my latest obsession featuring good old Nikolai.

@captainpriceslover - my crack fic inspo buddy ( miss you a lot!!!). the one gifted me ideas of Soap dispensers lol.

aiaigasa (相合傘) - featuring our TF141 sweet boy, Gaz, had my heart melting.

@starstruckmiraclekitty  - You want H/C and scenarios? * falling out of the bag * here is the place to go. :)

@random0lover - you want soft fluffy Soap? Hot Chocolate & Hoodies, you want angsty type of story? Open Wounds and War Paint

you get all with Kat!!!

@lethalchiralium , how can I forget Keri! ( I knew I forgot someone.. argh )

The Happiness series, don’t let the title fool ya (well it does bring you happiness reading such talented writing) this story is like washing machine, throws your emotions all over the place, let you grip onto your chair, wanting more.

@mistydeyes so many awesome stories to choose from! My current favourite is "choose your flowers, carefully" Good old Gaz x reader story, and one of my favourite trope - childhood to lovers 🥺 please go check it out!

Now , Some brilliant artists:

@shkretart - This utterly utterly talented person, Price and Nikolai and Simon, will have your nose bleeding within 0.1 seconds.

@ave661 - out of this world 3Drenders always have my eyes popping out of the socket.

@nrdmssgs - mentioned once, should mention again, beautiful art :)

@wombywoo - TF141 boys in their dress uniform? YES PLEASE.

@namedlunagoddess - another 3Drender goddess. OH CHECK OUT HER Sowa Team fic if you are into Gromsko, its HOT SMUTTY DELICIOUS FIC.

@hffhifjou - You want rugby boys? You get rugby boys :) and football. and all sort of deliciousness :)

I am sorry If I miss out anyone. after 13+ hours at work I am exhausted.

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For your star wars 141 au. You can make the reader be a mandolorian, maybe for jedi gaz.

And then for price, his partner can be a sith or former sith, like ventress.

oooooh mando reader for gaz! he's lost everything in order 66 and at the same time your home and everything it used to be was destroyed by the siege. oh I love that.

hmmmm maybe instead of sith (because of the whole there can only be 2 thing and ventress got very lucky) price's partner is an assassin... definitely need to look more into that but there's potential!

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What I’ll write

Dreamsmp

Dreamwastaken

Georgenotfound

Sapnap

Karl Jacobs

Wilbur soot

Tubbo

Tommyinnit

Quakity

Maze runner

Thomas

Newt

Minho

Gally

Teresa

(Any movie set)

Umbrella Academy

Luther

Diego

Alison

Klaus

Five

Ben (sparrow and umbrella versions)

Viktor

Lila

(Any season set)

Avengers

Tony Stark

Peter Parker

Thor

Loki

Natasha

Wanda

MJ

(Any movie set)

Harry Potter

Harry Potter

Ronald Weasley

Hermione Granger

Fred Weasley

Neville Longbottom

Draco Malfoy

Ginny Weasley

(Any movie set)

Lord of the Rings

Aragorn

Legolas

Gimli

Boromir

Faramir

Frodo

Pippin

Samwise

Merry

Arwin

The Hobbit

Thranduil

Legolas

Tauriel

Thorin

Pirates of the Caribbean

Jack Sparrow

Will Turner

Elizabeth Swan

Rings of Power

Galadriel

Elrond

Isildur

Elanor

Eärien

Bronywm

Theo

Throndir

Ontomo

Poppy

Transformers: Rise of the Beasts

Mirage

Arcee

Bumblebee

Cheetor

Airazor

Mandolorian

Din Djarin (Mando)

Bo-Katan

Cara Dune

Call of Duty

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley

John ‘Soap’ Mactavish

Kyle ‘Gaz’ Garrick

John Price

Shadow and bone

Alina Starkov

Mal aretov

Max Brekker

Jesper Fahny

Matthias

Aleksander

Dylan

Nina Zenik

Zoya

Inej

Genja Sadfin

Nikolai Lantsov

Pekka Rollins

Tolya

David Kostyk

Cobra Kai

Miguel

Robby

Hawk(Eli)

Sam

Tory

Moon

Kenny

Demetri

Anthony

Hazbin Hotel

Charlie

Alastor

Vaggie

Adam

Lute

Emily

Vox

Angel dust

Husk

Sir penstious

Cherry bomb

Lucifer

School Buss Graveyard

Aiden Clark

Ashlyn Banner

Ben Clark

Tyler Hernandez

Taylor Hernandez

Logan Fields

Maverick

Ready player one

Wade Watts (Parzival)

Samantha Cook (Art3mis)

I will also write

Smut (for certain characters)

Fluff

Angst

Platonic

Yandere

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Please let me know if there are any other shows or movies that you would like to see! I will try my best to get to everyone. Send a request and I will see if I can do it.

For some of these characters I am uncomfortable doing any kinda of smut considering some of them are teenagers. But other than that yall pretty much have free reign. Yall can also be anonymous if yall want to

Also sorry it’s so long. I wanted yall to be able to choose freely

🌺❤️🫶

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Task Force 141 + König, Alejandro y Rudy x Lectora Hebria

Estás en la fiesta de Año Nuevo y has bebido demasiado… pero eso resultó en algo positivo.

Capitán Jhon Price. 

Como es el líder, siente que su deber es llevarte a salvo, lo ve casi como una misión, “Escolta a T/n a casa”.

El dolor de cabeza es mínimo pero está allí, te mueves inquieta en la cama, no debiste tomar tanto, pero rara vez haces este tipo de cosas así que… ¿por qué no?, giraste otra vez tratando de encontrar una posición cómoda, pero era inutil, la claridad del día ya no te permitirá dormir. 

-¿Cuanto más vas a retorcerte dormilona?- abres los ojos sorprendida. 

-¡¿Capitan Price?!- te incorporas. Tu capitán está en tu casa… en tu habitación, en tu cama.. y sin camisa, pronto te das cuenta de que estás desnuda.

-¿Qué pasó anoche?- chillas levantando la sábana para cubrir tus pechos. 

Price te mira con algo de diversión- ¿No te acuerdas?- una de sus manos viaja y se posa sobre tus labios, que están sensibles, no quieres ni sospechar porque.

Haces fuerza mental… y los recuerdos vienen en tropel, Price cargando tu cuerpo hasta tu apartamento, tu coqueteo descarado, la forma en la que le dijiste que te gustaba y qué querías que te jodiera toda la noche. 

Con horror llevas las manos a tu cara, lo miras -Presentaré mi renuncia Señor, esto fue mi culpa, no hay necesidad de que los altos mandos se enteren.- Estás planeando a mil por hora cómo resolver este problema.

-Calmese soldado, acaso me ves molesto por lo que pasó… Era cuestión de tiempo para que la tensión sexual explotara.

-Capitán ¿no está molesto?- lo ves negar con la cabeza, su mirada baja a tus pechos cubiertos, -Anoche me llamabas Price, creo que aquí podemos saltarnos el formalismo del ejército no crees bombón.- Y con eso vuelven a tener una ronda de sexo, en la cual dijiste su nombre varias veces.

Que gran forma de comenzar el año.  

Jhon “Soap” McTavish

-T/n deberías dejar de tomar, ya estás bastante borracha- Soap te quita la cerveza de la mano. Molesta se la quitas y tomar otro sorbo, -¡Oblígame Lavandina!- Alguien explota en risas detrás de ti y no puedes evitar reír, “Gaz tiene una risa contagiosa”

-Soap llévela a casa y cuide de que nuestra chica no haga estupideces- Price niega con la cabeza.

-Capitán noooo- te quejas.  -Ya escuchaste las órdenes- Soap te saca del bar casi a rastras. 

Abres los ojos viendo la luz del día filtrarse por las ventanas, te levantas y al sentarte das un pequeño jadeo, estas desnuda, no recuerdas quitarte la ropa anoche, pero estabas borracha así que, no importa, aun asi te parecio extraño.

El olor de panqueques hace que mires hacia la puerta de tu habitación, está abierta.. siempre duermes con la puerta cerrada y con llave, “¿otro error de borracha?” Miras la habitación todo parece normal, salvo que la cama está muy desordenada, y entonces lo ves en tu mesita de luz,  un paquete de condones abierto. 

Con solo la sábana sales disparada hacia donde sientes ruido y para tu sorpresa Jhon está en tu cocina, preparando el desayuno, lo miras y él se percata de tu presencia. -¡Ya despertaste!- viene a tu encuentro y te besa apasionadamente entonces lo recuerdas, anoche… todo lo que hicieron juntos. 

-¿Qué está mal hermosa?- Soap pregunta.

-¿Sigo dormida? creo que estoy soñando, no pensé que te sintieras igual que yo-

Soap sonríe y te levanta dejando sobre la mesa -Sabes tengo hambre, creo que voy a conseguir una ración extra de miel antes de comer los panqueques- con eso hundió la cara entre tus piernas. Jadeas por que es como un fuego forestal disparandose en tu núcleo -Toda la que quieras- gritas entre jadeos.

Simon “Ghost” Riley

-¿Estás segura?, si comienzo no voy a detenerme y no hay vuelta atrás, recuerda que…

-Las elecciones tienen consecuencias, lo sé, quiero esto, ¡te he deseado desde hace mucho tiempo!- jadeas aferrándote a un hombre grande en una oscura habitación.

Con esas palabras en la mente despiertas, la luz apenas visible se cuela por una hendidura en la ventana. Te sentaste de golpe jadeante por el dolor que sentiste entre las piernas, era extraño, pero a la vez un dolor placentero. Tu mente está muy confundida, te quitas la sábana de encima, pronto ves marcas rojas por todo tu cuerpo, -¡¿Son mordidas?!- jadeas. De la nada alguien está encima tuyo, cuando giras y ves la máscara de Ghost, lo sabes, sabes lo que sucedió. 

Pues bien, era un amante rudo y muy pasional. 

-¿Y bien, continuamos donde lo dejamos anoche?- sientes su miembro duro contra tus nalgas. 

-¡Si!- te dio una palmada fuerte en tu trasero- ¿Si… qué?- jadeas por el escozor y pronto te pones húmeda.

-¡Si, Teniente Ghost!- sus dedos viajan hasta tus húmedos pliegues y comienzan un masaje lento- Buena Chica- te encuentras jadeando y suplicando por su toque, y te lo da, no es nada mezquino cuando se trata de darte placer.

Kyle “Gaz”  Garrik

Te despiertas acostada sobre algo cálido pero a la vez algo duro. Entonces siento unos brazos fuertes rodearte. Abres los ojos y ahí está, tu compañero de equipo Gaz, mirándote somnoliento y feliz.  -Buen dia dulce- deja un beso en tu boca y te derrites contra el- Entonces… quieres que continuemos con esto… ver hasta dónde llegamos?- estás un poco demasiado felíz. 

-Quiero que lleguemos hasta el final dulce, no soy de los que solo tienen cosas casuales, ¿qué dices?- Te levantas y te pones a horcajadas sobre su regazo- Digo que esta será mi nueva forma de iniciar el día, si es que te parece bien Gaz- sus manos aprietan tu cintura y comienza a moverse par sentir el calor de tu apretado núcleo- Kyle, aquí me llamaras Kyle- pone énfasis en sus palabras embistiendo más duro.

-Kyle… jodeme como anoche- -Copiado cielo- y lo hizo, tanto que tuvo que ayudarte a llegar al baño después.

König

Aunque estas borracha te das cuenta que a König no le gusta ni un poco el ambiente, se mantiene estoico, pero sabes que se está volviendo loco por dentro, lo tomas de la mano y lo sacas de la fiesta, el pobre hombre accede a tu capricho de ir a una fiesta, pero no podías quedarte ahí sabiendo que él era muy infeliz. 

-Creí que querías quedarte ahí- te mira un poco confundido, pero no tenso como lo estaba dentro. 

-No si eso te hace sentir incómodo, somos un equipo, ¡buenas y malas!- el alcohol sigue trabajando en tu sistema, te golpeas el pecho justo en el corazón dos veces, un saludo usual entre ustedes, pero te tambaleas y el te agarra antes de caer. Suspira, -Te llevaré a casa- tus pequeños pasos estaban empezando a molestarlo, ya que los suyos eran tremendamente más largos. Sin decirte nada, te levanto de golpe y te cargo sobre tu espalda. 

Chillas por la altura, -No me sueltes o estaré muy enojada- pero no ayudas mucho ya que pataleas mientras ries. 

-Nunca… voy a soltarte- König se ahoga un poco debajo de su barbijo y sudadera con capucha.

Llegas a casa donde él se encarga de que tomes algo de agua fría, busca una camiseta y pantalones para que te cambies. 

-Wos, si así eres como amigo no me imagino como Novio…- tropezaste con tus palabras -¿cómo es que sigues soltero?, o ¿tienes una novia?, me pondré celosa porque te quiero pero soy cobarde para decirlo- te adheriste a él como un chicle al pavimento caliente- No tengas novia König, deja que haga mis movimientos para seducirte!!- antes de pensar un poco más ya estabas agarrandolo de los hombros para besarlo. 

König estaba petrificado, si bien T/n estaba muy borracha, él creía cada palabra de lo que decía, las señales habían estado ahí desde hace mucho tiempo, pero nubladas por pensamientos negativos, el nunca se había atrevido a creer que podría tener una oportunidad con esta increíble mujer, dura como el acero en los combates y misiones en las que habían participado juntos, y al siguiente dulce y gentil cuando encontraban a un civil o aún rehén asustado que había quedado atrapado en el fuego cruzado.

No dejaría ir esta oportunidad. Abrazo la pequeña figura de T/n y la estrelló contra su pecho, el olor de su shampoo floto e hizo cosquillas en su nariz. Sus ojos fríos como el hielo se abrieron con una nueva determinación. La levantó en brazos y la acostó en la cama y se acostó a su lado tapándose con la manta. T/n se quedo dormida, König dejo una caricia en su mejilla, -No te preocupes Liebe,(amor) no podría enamorarme de alguien más, tu ya eres der Besitzer meines Herzens- (la dueña de mi corazón)

A la mañana siguiente, - ¡Lo siento!- T/n se disculpó con König -Tuviste que quedarte aquí viendo que no hiciera ninguna estupidez en mi estado ebrio, ¡Te recompensare!- König sonreía, apenas ya que no lo hacía a menudo, pero era una sonrisa genuina. -No te preocupes por eso klein (pequeña)- su mano grande dejó una caricia sobre su cabello. 

Sonrojada T/n asintió -Ven preparemos el desayuno, es lo minimo que puedo ofrecerte- con el pasar de las horas König aprende a sonreír de manera más natural.

Alejandro Vargas

-¡Dame otro Tequila!- gritas extasiada, la felicidad proporcionada por el alcohol rugiendo en tus venas.

-Tranquila dulce- Alejandro trata de hacer que te sientes - Fue suficiente por esta noche- . Alejandro te llevo a tu habitación, como eras la única mujer en el equipo, tenías el privilegio de que tu habitación estaba separada de las otras.

Pero no lo era querías más alcohol, pero se te negaba, sin embargo tenías a este hombre contigo, y eso no lo ibas a desaprovechar, te quitaste la camiseta-

-¿Qué haces?- Te ríes por su cara de sorpresa.

-Se como me miras Alejandro, vamos dame una noche inolvidable- tus manos viajaron a su cinturón.

-No, señorita cálmese, te arrepentirás de esto por la mañana- Sigues tratando de hacer que se quite el cinturón.

-Se lo que quiero-  -Estas ebria, ni hablar, duérmete, te veré en la mañana- 

Decepcionada por ser rechazada te encuentras furiosa -¡Ni que estuvieras tan bueno!- Te acuestas enojada, y de algún modo te duermes.

Hay un ruido ensordecedor, como si los truenos chocaran contra tu puerta, te levantas, la bruma del alcohol desvanecida ahora, miras el reloj 7 de la mañana, marcan sus número rojos. "Será mejor que  valga la pena  es mi día libre" te quejas.

Cuando abres la puerta Alejandro se metió como un vendaval  te agarro de las muñecas y te enjauló contra la pared con su cuerpo duro, pateó la puerta encerrandolos.

-¿Lo de anoche era verdad era producto del alcohol?

-Uh… lo de ¿anoche?- te acuerdas de tu patético intento de seducirlo -Bueno, el alcohol me dio valor para expresarlo de una forma torpe… pero no era broma- tus mejillas están rojas, te mueres de vergüenza.

-Gracias a Dios- con eso te besa como un hombre muerto de hambre, sus manos tocan todos los lugares correctos y tu te derrites contra el.  “Gracias Tequila”

Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra

-Hey Cielito Lindo- Rudy toca tu hombro suavemente, estabas algo adormilada, la euforia del alcohol te abandono drenando tus energías. 

-Umm Rudy?- apenas mantienes los ojos abiertos.

-Si, bonita, creo que estas fuera de combate, los chicos se fueron buscando más fiesta alentados por Alejandro- escuchas a Rudy moverse pero no puedes abrir los ojos para ver que hace. 

En un momento te sientes pesada y al siguiente es como si flotaras en las nubes, confundida abres los ojos, tal vez así se siente entrar en coma etílico.

Pero nada de eso, Rudy estaba cargando en su brazos. -Rudy no!- lo miras con la boca abierta- Te lastimaras la espalda, bajame caminaré- te mueves un poco, pero te mareas y tu cabeza cae contra su hombro. Lo escuchas reír, y puedes oler su aroma, sudor, pero no desagradable, una esencia masculina, no puedes describirlo, pero ahí está.

-Eres tan ligero como un tamal- rie.

-¿Me estás comparando con una comida?- quieres parecer ofendida pero fallas.

-Los tamales son mis favoritos- te mira a los ojos y hay algo que se te escapa en su mirada.

 -¿Acaso quieres devorarme como a un tamal Rudy?- una pregunta pícara escapa antes de que pudieras censurarla.

-Con todo mi ser Cielito Lindo- se para en seco… te mira y sus ojos están tan abiertos como los tuyos, de repente no tienes sueño, un oscuro deseo lo ha reemplazado.

-¿Es una broma?- preguntas sin aliento.

-¡Si!... pero si quieres no es una broma- traga con dificultad, nervioso por tu respuesta.

Rodeas su cuello con tus brazos- Muéstrame entonces cómo vas a devorarme- dejas un beso en sus labios, apenas un picotazo. 

Rudy sonríe, muestra todos sus dientes en el proceso, te arroja sobre su hombro y sale corriendo en direcciona a su habitación

[angelcqre]

Ti Te Ka'Ra

Mandalorian!141/Jedi!Reader / 55 BBY / Eventual GhostxReader

The first night is spent meditating, projecting calm into the force and trying to ignore how loud these men are. You can hear every step, every sharp bark of laughter, every word of murmured mando’a. You can feel their intent. There’s a grim sort of camaraderie that permeates the ship.

It feels like family - like belonging, similar but not quite the same to the temple’s home-sense. Stubborn, more possessive, but that lingering home-sense is thick and heady. You wonder how long they've been a team. From the feeling of it, years. Echoes of them remain in the force, lingering like a blown-out candle, stuck to the walls and ceiling and vents.

If the captain - Price, he tells you, narrows his eyes and puffs it around his cigarra - thinks anything about the fact just you haven’t moved from the stool in the past ten hours, he doesn’t say anything. Merely mutters something about shabu'jetii and drops a mug of tea down in front of you.

You take it appreciatively. Offer him a smile and gesture for him to sit in one of the stools beside you, the baby in your other hand. He does with a groan.

“Swear to the stars, they get more uncomfortable each time I sit.” He mutters, lips pressing thin when his gaze flits back to you and realizes what you’re doing. Admittedly, it’s a superfluous use of the force to float your mug up to your mouth, but you’ve got your hands full of exhausted youngling and tea only stays good when it’s hot. Maybe you should stop. You don’t.

“Have you had the ship for long?”

It’s a polite question - you know he’s had it for years, the pervading home-sense is indication enough of that, but you’re eager to divert his attention away from disapproval and discomfort. You’re here. You’re a Jedi. You’re going to use the force, whether he personally approves of it or not.

“Almost ten years,” He grumbles, chewing on his cigarra, setting warm eyes beyond you. “Been flying her longer than I’ve been in the current mand'alor's service.”

Your brows quirk, hum softly.

“Rare for a mandalorian to be running missions for the republic.” You say, a question but not. Give him space to decide whether he wants to answer or not. The force in the ship is strange - thick with tension, edged with copper and spice and life that feels so alien compared to the serene blanket of the temple. It feels too rich, too vibrant, almost spicy.

You drink your tea. Let the flavors soak your tongue sharp and acrid, pull you out before you sink back into the meditative state.

"Rare for the child of a senator to end up on the battlefield of a civil war," He counters, brow quirking in what feels like another accusation. "Millions of parsecs from coruscant. That not curious to you, jed’ika?"

Of course it’s curious to you. There are countless bad actors that could be attributed to the kidnapping of a force sensitive baby, countless bad actors that could be attributed to the child of a senator, but together? It’s implausible. Strange. Something out of a shab holonovel, not reality.

You don’t voice that.

“You don’t think it’s your…” You trail off, pinch your brows. Search for the word that he’s said before and fail to grasp it, the shapes of mando’a not quite familiar enough to hold.

“Kyr’tsad. Death Watch. No. S'not Kyr'tsad. Would've killed her."

Your eyes go wide at how casually he says it, at the ease of it, and instinctively, you grasp the child closer, brows pinching. You've seen your fair share of suffering - as a watchman, you go where the force feels you're needed, and you're often needed where people are suffering, but..

But the way he says it is too settled. Like he's seen worse. Like he doesn't have any faith in the enemy, like he's seen things firsthand. He probably has. You fight the urge to soothe the stress away in the force, instead wrapping yourself and the child up in a blanket of calm, weave it nice and warm and watertight against the sluice of dread that fills the air.

"Could be one've your dar'jetii," Quips a voice as the handsome one - Gaz, his name is Gaz - approaches, dropping heavily into the space beside Price, loosely clutching a cup of caf in his hand. Once again, his bucket is off, and his face is schooled into neutrality, "No reason to think it's one of ours."

"It's not."

"How d'you know?" Gaz leans forwards, eyebrow quirked, takes a sip of his caf and narrows his eyes.

"Because it's impossible."

"Nothing's impossible, love." Price this time, his gaze still glued to the baby. The anxiety that twists your stomach at his implication is displeasing, and you begin to thumb at the baby's swaddle, realizing there's embroidery across it.

"This is," You say, voice flat, unamused, thumb running over the letters, the aurebesh crisp and fresh, trying to figure it out from touch alone. Mikha, maybe - mern-isk-kreath-aurek - though that doesn't feel right. "We would know if it was the sith. We'd feel it. It's not possible."

Mikha doesn't feel accurate. Micha (mern-isk-cherek-aurek) or Mika (mern-isk-krill-aurek) or something like it. The third letter is strange, the cursive aurebesh almost too vague for you to gauge on touch alone. You ignore the anxiety that tightens your core at the idea of the sith.

You'd know. You'd know.

"You'd feel it?"

You try not to bristle at the incredulity, tell yourself it's not meant to offend, that mandalorians are intense and passionate and unschooled, that they're not held to the same culture of passivity and serenity that you are, but it's difficult when the captain looks at you with pity and condescension. Like you're some child, hopeful and pitiful and naive.

Like you're a fool.

You are definitively not a fool. There's nothing naive about the knowledge that you'd know if the sith were still around - they're all but extinct now, a child's tale to keep crechelings from misbehaving. Kark it, you're a jedi, for force's sake. Clever and encompassing and wise beyond your years.

And yet, the men before you look at you with that same doubt, and you're the first to break the staring contest, glancing down.

Mira. Mern-isk-resk-aurek. A sweet name for a sweet baby.

"I'd know," You tell her. "I would."

[cowboyarc]

Mhmm a mando cod au? (Sorry I’m a tags rambler)

[fryingpan1234567]

Masterlist? Kind of? REWRITE

fandoms list (yes this is everything, not in any particular order): Hermitcraft, ESMP, Life Series, Marvel, DC, WOF, Riordanverse, MHA, Trap House/ XPLR, Divergent, Hunger Games, Maze Runner, Disney, ATLA, Wizarding World, IT, Ducktales, any and all theater (TECH PEOPLE UNITE), Gravity Falls, SVTFOE, Thomas Sanders, Daredevil, horror (Scream especially my beloved), Transformers, Jurassic World, Star Wars, Little Nightmares, Pacific Rim, Monsterverse, Pitch Perfect, RWRB, Young Royals, Osemanverse, SCP, Six of Crows, TAWOG, Berrybrook/ BBMS, Descendants, TMNT, Alan Becker/ AVM, Top Gun, Umbrella Academy, Neytirix, Voltron, Greatest Showman, X-men, Zelda, DBD, Undertale, Daughter of the Deep, Poppy Playtime, Black Phone, Murder Drones, Free Guy, Good Omens, Nimona (movie), COD, Hazbin Hotel, Dead Boy Detectives, Fast and Furious, the Empyrean, AOUAD, WEBTOONs: Homesick, Boyfriends, School Bus Graveyard, High Class Homos, Everything is Fine, BWFA, Clinic of Horrors, Reunion, Castle Swimmer, The D!ckheads

ship moment (and I’m probably forgetting some):

Hermitcraft/ ESMP/ Life Series etc—

Mostly a multishipper? But I do have some favorites

Scarian

Rendoc

Ethubs

Team ZIT

HEX

Hypnocrafted

Stresskall

Jels

Welsuma

Gridoc

GLASS!! SPOUSES!! I will die on this hill

Team Rancher

Nature Wives

Marvel —

Parleynova/ any variation

Ironstrange

Stucky

Thorbruce

Kate x Yelena I don’t remember

Shuri x MJ

Shuriri

Spideypool

Spideypool but fem

Venomeddie

Nightsilver

Nightangel

DC—

Birdflash

Jayroy

Timkon

Damijon

Steph x Cass x Kara?? Not sure about that name lol

Superbats

Halbarry

Harlivy (DUH)

Batcat

Bluepulse

Jaytim

Jaydick

Yeah yeah I’m a multishipper you know the drill

WOF—

Qinter

Glorybringer

Sunny is aroace fight me

Turtlejou

Moon is also. Aroace

Lynx and Snowfall

Pineapple and Jambu😭

Plus a bunch from Lauren Black’s books if you haven’t read them go do it she may as well be canon

Riordanverse—

Pipabeth

Obligatory Percabeth

Jercy

Valgrace

Solangelo (duh)

Thaleyna

Blitzstone

Fierrochase

Malconnor (MY BELOVEDDD)

NEW SHIP ALERT: Engineering bfs (Jake Mason x Malcolm Pace)

MHA—

Kiribaku

Dekushima

Momojirou

Miritamu

Shinkami

Dabihawks

Shigadabi

Wizarding World (oh boy)—

The constant struggle over choosing between Drarry and Scorbus is real

But also Hedric

Perciver

Deamus

Wolfstar duh

Jegulus

Rosekiller

Linny

I don’t remember the Teddy x James one but

It (2017 + 2019)—

REDDIEEE

Stenbrough

Benverly

we stan aroace Mike

Transformers—

Racer bfs

I don’t know any ship names help

OP and Ratchet

Wheeljack and Bulkhead

Arcee and Arachnid just not when they’re toxic

KOBD

MegOP

Star Wars—

Stormpilot ftw

Dinluke

Kylux

Reyrose

What’s the mando princess x priestess one again

Osemanverse—

Don’t talk to me canon ships are perfect

Berrybrook—

Starting off by saying these are CHILDREN and I’m not sexualizing them in any way

Canon ships are SO CUTEEE I CAN’T

I think Jensen is aroace

Hedgehog and whatever that emo kid from the Diary is called (I KNOW THEY’RE MINOR CHARACTERS LEAVE ME ALONE)

Listen I know that Alex and Joseph are both taken but I’m ngl I thought they were dating at the beginning of Enemies

Send ships I’ll probably agree with you

Descendants—

Harlos and Umvie are superior

Multiship lol

Top Gun—

Hangster

Icemav

Payback and Fanboy

Bob and Phoenix

DBD—

Ghostfrank

Susie x Julie

Hag x Blight

Any of the girls paired up

I know zero ship names

Black Phone—

Finbin/ Rinney

Brance

Showstagg

Murder Drones—

I… don’t like Uzi, sorry

Not gonna ship her with N

And V is toxic

And Cyn is a psychopath but they had good chemistry— I like her (thus far)

J and Tessa they’re cute

Thad is gay as fuck. That is all

Nimona—

Nimona x anarchy and murder <33

COD—

Okay omg

I think all the ships are honestly arguable we don’t really have bad ones

BUT I do have my favorites

Soapghostroach/ any variation but especially that one

Gaz x Jackson

Nikprice

Alerudy

Alex x Farah I forgot the name lmao

Hazbin—

Radioapple

Radiostatic

Vox x Valentino

Huskerdust (AAAAAAAAAA)

The Empyrean—

Bodoc save me

Brennan and Naolin OBVIOUSLY

Riorgail defender, and it is RARE for me to love the main straight ship as much as I love these idiots

Sloane and Aaric

Homesick—

Personally I’m on Tommie’s side as far as shipping Rayne goes but I do love Sam

Unfortunately. Most of the characters are dead

There’s not a lot of people to ship

SBG—

AIDEN X TYLER!! MY BOYS!!

Taylor x Ash

Logan x Ben

The fact that there’s official art of them TvT my heart

Castle Swimmer—

Mono x Galoo

Honestly Skiff is so cute. If Kappa and Siren are poly that would be so

Fizz is a dick. That is all

D!ckheads—

If Levi and Eli and Marcus don’t end up together I swear to god

The mean girl and the druggy they’re perfect for each other

people that own my heart (aka I will write/ rb x readers for, but that doesn’t happen often):

Jason Todd/ Red Hood

Dick Grayson/ Nightwing

Simon Ghost Riley

König (my person hc for his real name is Jakob Kilgore, but I don’t tag him like that)

Any non-specific Ghostface

Druig

Matt Murdock/ Daredevil

Sam and Colby

SHH NONE OF THESE SAY ANYTHING ABOUT ME DON’T THINK ABOUT IT TOO HARD

some AU’s I got:

Superhero au (Hermitcraft)

Theater au (Hermitcraft)

Marvel x DC

DC x Riordanverse

High school au (DC)

Greatest Showman au (DC)

Hunger Games au (Riordanverse)

PacRim au (Riordanverse)

Wizarding World au (Riordanverse)

Riordanverse x Marvel

Band au (Wizarding World/ Marauders era)

IT x Stranger Things

Everybody lives au (TBP)

Riordanverse au (COD)

I got 2 different band aus for COD— one is Måneskin themed and the other is Arctic Monkeys

Top Gun au (COD)

Halo au (COD)

Avatar au (COD)

PacRim au (COD)

SCP au (COD)

Jurassic World au (COD)

Homesick x SBG

non-specific tags:

DBD is what I tag everything horror, even if it’s not in the game lmao

everything random that isn’t really related to anything is tagged shitpost

’save’ is everything I wanna come back to

so I know I forgot some ships. send some in I’ll probably agree with you lol

ask! me! about! my oc’s! I have literally tons for basically every fandom so

yes you can make oneshot/ headcanon requests for almost any of these

I yell about a different fandom every day filter by tags XD don’t see the one you’re looking for because I haven’t made anything for it yet? ask away!

consistent formatting is a myth. sometimes I use proper capitalization and punctuation. sometimes I do one and not the other. sometimes I don’t do either. I’m consistent PER POST at least LMAO

asks always open!

[shyspider]

Really @air-mechanical? You tag me when I'm at my most distracted time of the year, dabbling in other fandoms I'm super shy to admit I have worked on???? I keep my drapes closed for a reason 😅

Thank you for including me 💕 wishing you all the inspiration on your wips

Nope. I'm not gonna chicken out. I'm gonna share what is in my active WIP folder. I'm gonna do it.

I tend not to title my fics till much later, so I'm going to add a few details to give others an idea of what I have.

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

"TF4 - phase3" - [Transformers]

You/???

- Next installment after "When Sparks Burn".

"Season of the Smallest Stars" - [Transformers!Miniformers]

You&Friends

- Folder filled with different drafts. The "Summer Arc" draft is sitting and waiting for attention.

"TT2-p1" - [Transformers!Merformers]

You/Sunstreaker, You/Sideswipe, Other pairings

- Yeah. Twintails might get a sequel. Still in its very early stages. No ending planned, yet. Only concepts and worldbuilding written.

"Memory Glass" - [Transformers/Fantasy AU]

You/Optimus, maybe more? Want to write a reverse harem.

- Been wanting to write a fantasy AU for a while now. Concepts, Worldbuilding, and a bit of discovery writing done.

"SoulmateAU" - [Transformers/Soulmate AU]

You/Optimus

- Kinda just came up with the idea through worldbuilding. Only concepts written.

"Ghostface - I can weaponize him" - [Scream]

You/Ghostface

- Don't... I just needed to get it out of my brain. It was an idea borne from that whole "I can fix him. I can make him worse" thing.

"Mando mmhmm" - [Mandalorian]

You/Paz Vizsla

- Yeeahh just a lot of scenes I had to write out of my system.

"COD send help" - [Call of Duty]

You/Ghost, You/Konig, You/Soap, You/Price, You/Gaz, so many more

- Again, writing it to get it out of my head. Just ignore me.

I'm tagging all the writers I'm aware of. Obviously, ignore this if you're not interested.

@unusualjuggernaut  @moodymisty @murder-at-the-bingo-hall @montyuh @defaulttwig @afssh @ironwolf-gone @tarot-readingz @allswellinthiswell @maplesyruplover @circuitsrewired @energonbunny @vaultofqueenorion @snurtsnurt @techtainia-makes-things @solain-rhyo @ss-shitstorm  @themaskismyface @darkstarnovaphoenix

WIP Title Game

Thank you @supervisormeero for the tag! A lot of these wips were in just one document, so this was a good reason to organise them better.

Apart from the Tarkin one, all the wips listed below are for Andor - two absurd comedies, two keero, one abstract horror, one that's just weird.

[I've also got a heap of words for historical fiction shows, but I haven't listed them.]

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

1. A Pleasant Break from the Complexities of Living

2. Are you aware you're in a sewer, Mr. Karn?

3. ISB meets Pre-Mor

4. Office lock in Syril at the window

5. Keeping secrets from you

6. Car backseat

7. Tarkin-reader

I think most people I know who post their writing have already been tagged. @shyspider @moff-times throwing this out to you if you want to do it. And an open invitation to anyone else reading this who wants to! Sorry if we're mutuals and I don't know you write

[draidachiart]

Cómo termino Dib en el manicomio? quiero decir, estoy segura que el profesor Membrana habrá tenido algo que ver, pero que fue lo que lo orillo a enviarlo ahí y porque Zim tardo dos años en sacarlo?

Porque Dib comenzo a tener ataques adolescentes y ponersele fiera al prof. este penso que su locura llego al limiite y lo mando, Zim tardo esos dos años porque no sabia donde estaba y  Gaz tampoco

[pricetracker-blog]

Amortizor spate TicoMatiz (gaz) - producator MANDO

Amortizor spate TicoMatiz (gaz) - producator MANDO DAEWOO

Pret recomandat: 76.36 RON

de la pieseautoradacini.ro

[siilvan]

instead of WIP wednesday, we’re having WIP friday at 7am– honestly, i’ll take any excuse to bring up what i’m working on >:)

stupidly long list below the cut!!!

in-progress

dusk - price x reader (18+) (request)

– basically just flirting leading to smut in a safe house lol

drag me under (prologue) - price x reader (18+)

– start of my first enemies-to-lovers series!! reader’s a honeypot, price falls for it, things get complicated 🙏

not started

phosphorus - nikolai x reader (18+)

– literally just shameless smut in a helicopter ngl

telomeres - rudy x teacher!reader

– rudy ends up falling for his niece’s teacher >:)

VIP - soap x reader

– sorta just a bodyguard au with captain mactavish!

this place will become your tomb - nikolai x reader

– technically another enemies-to-lovers fic, but they’re on the same team. just a series of misunderstandings ✊😔

distraction - nikolai x reader (18+)

– more shameless smut with possessive!nik 🫣

the creed - mandalorian!ghost x reader

– self explanatory ngl. reader ends up under the protection of mando!ghost 😼

bloodsport - atom x reader (18+)

– sorta FWB but like… dangerous y’know. i just love morally ambiguous masked men (100% convinced he’s makarov)

gen/romantic headcanons - yuri x reader

– i do not care if nobody reads it, i WILL be writing for yuri. he’s literally my war criminal wife 🫶

euclid - könig x reader

– resident evil/raccoon city au!

are you really okay? - alex x medic!reader

– fluffy and sorta angsty oneshot w/ UFC medic reader!

sugar - gaz x civilian!reader

– pure fluff!!! this one should be super cute :)

the apparition - ghost x civilian!reader

– can’t decide between neighbor ghost or mafia ghost for this one… either way it’s gonna be more angsty than gaz’s fic lol

somewhere in the past - hadir x ULF!reader

– pure angst… set after his betrayal in MW19 🫣

gen/romantic headcanons - valeria x reader

– i love women 🫡

dark signs - valeria x 141!reader

– semi-slow burn set during and after las almas!

take me back to eden - yuri x medic!reader

– unashamed to admit that reader is loosely based off my oc and this is gonna be soooo self-indulgent 🤭 probs mostly fluff and hurt/comfort

take aim - graves x 141!reader

– sorta similar to hadir’s fic if you squint 😶 takes place shortly before and after the betrayal in las almas!

rain - price & ghost

– platonic found-family fic based off one of barry sloane’s lives! ghost basically ends up living with price 🫶

i’ve got a couple other ideas floating around, like an alejandro x reader gym crush fic, but this list is already insanely long and very subject to change 💀

WIP Wednesday

Uhh I think Im the first one today so Imma tag; @gaeadene @direwombat @clicheantagonist @the-delicate-disaster @g0dspeeed @bunny-extract @deadbranch @glossythor and YOU person reading this if you wanna be tagged and I did not

Ghost + GN!reader; the “trapped in the elevator” concept. PTSD all that fun stuff. Neither reader nor ghost is having a fun time. Disclaimer I am a dumbass(tm) and idk how this stuff works ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

You think nothing of it when stepping onto the elevator, Ghost close on your heels. The pair of you are heading towards the same meeting on another floor.

A wicked storm rages outside, wind whipping trees and debris as rain pelts against the glass windows.

The base usually holds up well in storms. You don’t worry about it.

There’s no one else in the elevator as it shuts. Your phone is kept in hand despite knowing you never get service here. In just a moment you’ll be at your destination, and the effort of putting it up just to immediately pull it back out is more than you want to do.

You give a polite nod to the SAS sniper as he walks past you and settles himself with his back tucked against the wall. He returns the gesture and that’s about it for your small talk.

You’re not friends, and even acquaintances would be pushing it. But you cross paths enough to have that adjacent familiarity. He knows your face and you know his…well, his mask.

If it was someone else you might ask the performative question of double checking the two of you are heading to the same floor. Idle chit chat to pass the time on the way to the meeting.

Ghost isn’t the chit chat type and you know it. The number 5 glows when you press the button, the gears whirling overhead.

You’re on the second floor. The screen indicates 2-3-4-

And just shy of the screen switching over to 5 the gears screech to a halt, the lights cutting out in the elevator. You’re plunged into darkness, a startled “what the fuck?” escaping you before the emergency light kicks on.

It’s dimly lit and spooky. Ghost’s skull faced balaclava doesn’t do anything to lighten the mood.

You’re not in love with the idea of being stuck in the elevator, a distant ringing outside the compartment indicating that there’s people (you) trapped inside.

You know it won’t do anything but you press the now dim 5 button a few times. The mechanical click of the button depressing is the only thing that greets you.

“Well shit. You don’t have service, do you?” you figure the answer is no, but maybe today will be your lucky day.

Ghost is silent just a hair too long and the silence is enough to set you slightly on edge. He’s not registering that you’ve spoken to him.

“Ghost?”

It’s fucking creepy the way his head snaps to your direction. But at least now he’s acknowledging your existence.

“Do you have service?”

The amount of time it takes him to blink scares the shit out of you.

He doesn’t normally kick up your flight or response like this. But then again he’s not usually fucking dissociating right in front of you. He’s stiff as a board, not moving, barely blinking and staring you down in silence.

“Ghost,” it takes everything in you to keep your voice even keel.

You’ve heard the stories. Not of him specifically but soldiers in general. They call them episodes.

The term is almost cute. Much less cute that an episode involves you being trapped in a verifiable shoebox with a soldier who could snap you like a twig if he wants to.

That’s usually a problem for nurses and other medical staff. Working in tech you aren’t usually given a front row seat to a soldier looking ready to crawl up the walls.

He blinks again and you let out a sigh as the tension in his shoulders drop slowly.