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CODZ Characters as Cat Breeds
& my personal design headcanons (<- warrior cats fan) 🐈 PRIMIS/ULTIMIS
Richtofen - Javanese, i imagine Ultimis Richtofen would have some bald patches !!
Takeo - Abyssinian, blue-furred
Nikolai - Neva Masquerade
Dempsey - American Bobtail, ABSOLUTELY an orange tabby. do not try and tell me otherwise
🐈 VICTIS
Stuhlinger - British Longhair
Russman - Selkirk Rex
Misty - American Shorthair, most definitely a brown and orange tabbyco . like this is LITERALLY misty
Marlton - Siamese/Thai
🐈 NPCS (this is a really random selection its just . characters i like enough to have an idea for)
The Warden/Brutus - Maine Coon
Arthur - Chausie
Samantha - German Rex
Pablo - Burmese, idk they have a certain "haunted by horrors" aura that just works with pablo i feel . his fur would be very unkempt
Dr Monty - Donskoy
Yuri/The Pentagon Thief - Peterbald
Cornelius Pernell - Devon Rex
#codz#cod zombies#call of duty zombies#cats#nikolai belinski#edward richtofen#tank dempsey#takeo masaki#dr monty#mob of the dead#victis crew#ultimis crew#primis crew#russman#samuel j stuhlinger#samuel stuhlinger#misty rose briarton#abigail rose briarton#marlton johnson#cornelius pernell#yuri zavoyski#samantha maxis#pablo marinus#i think thats all ahhhh#might make a part 2
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If you are doing the character meme, I’m sending in Abagail “Misty” Briarton!
favorite thing about them: Her gung-ho attitude.
least favorite thing about them: Can't come up with one, apart from the outfit. At least her BO4 outfit is better imp
brOTP: Her and Scarlett Rhodes. Alternatively, Primis Nikolai and Takeo. I would add Dempsey, but dude's just too girl crazy 😭😭
OTP: Currently thinking about shipping her with Jessica Rose or Scarlett Rhodes.
nOTP: With Stoolinger. Get that fuckhead away from her!!! Not to comfy about shipping her with Dempsey either.
favorite picture of them:
This looks like an outfit I would wear (minus the hat)
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okay but what if they BOTH wore the strawberry dress???
#rosefields#cod zombies#codz#treyarch zombies#jessica rose#shadows of evil#misty briarton#tranzit#wlw#strawberry dress
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Commission for @littlerobberboy!
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Sorry for the long wait!
I hope you like it @cinnamonsprankles ✨
#shadrysart#black ops zombies#cod zombies#abigail misty briarton#marlton johnson#jessica rose#scarlett rhodes#billy handsome#takeo masaki
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I started by drawing 2 random people (that I didnt include here) with vastly different features as an exercise, then I drew Samantha, and then Misty, and I just fell down the rabbit hole basically lol
#cod zombies#samantha maxis#abigail misty briarton#jessica rose#scarlett rhodes#the oracle#medusa#billy handsome#edward richtofen#tank dempsey#dr monty#shadowman#sketches#my art
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3c Rosefields (for the outfit thing)
Misty: “I feel.. kinda pretty wearin’ this!”
Jessica: “Well you always look pretty!”
Misty: “D’aww, thanks… *blushes*”
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Jessica and misty are so tired of guys they date each other instead
Nice head canon, Matt
#undeadcanon#hc#mattmarinus#jessica rose#misty briarton#tranzit#shadows of evil#3arch zombies#cod zombies#thanks for submitting!#submission
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Misty: How do you handle it?
Jessica: What?
Misty: Boys that get on your damn nerves?
Jessica: Sweetheart, pretend this their throat...*takes out some scissors*
#cod zombies#nazi zombies#nz#jessica rose#abigail misty briarton#original: unknown#submission#dressiestshinx#mod auto
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Project Begins in 30 Seconds...
Project: Hunger Games
Willing Test Subjects:
Thomas “Tank” Dempsey (Primis)
Takeo Masaki (Primis)
Edward Richtofen (Primis)
Nikolai Belinski (Primis)
Scarlett Rhodes
Diego Necalli
Stanton Shaw
Bruno Delacroix
Jessica Rose
Jack Vincent
Nero Blackstone
Floyd Campbell
Albert “Weasel” Arlington
Billy Handsome
Michael “Finn” O'Leary
Salvatore DeLuca
Russman
Abigail “Misty” Briarton
Marlton Johnson
Samuel J. Stuhlinger
_ _ _ _ _ _ “_ _ _ _” _ _ _ _ _ _ _ (Ultimis)
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ (Ultimis)
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ (Ultimis)
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ (Ultimis)
Propose: What human will react and think in a post- apocalyptic environment after zombie outbreak, what will contain sanity while the other loses it in a bloody battle royale to see who is the last one standing.
Overseer of the Project: [Your name here.]
Status of the Project: Active
Goal: Record, write down what happens.
Code: HiquKRFw (Click on “Load Session”)
Begin Project?: Y/N
#CoDZ#HG#Call of Duty Zombies#Hunger Games#Primis#Ultimis#Victis#Mob of The Dead#Chaos#Shadows of Evil#Tank Dempsey#Takeo Masaki#Nikolai Belinski#Edward Richtofen#Scarlett Rhodes#Diego Necalli#Stanton Shaw#Bruno Delacroix#Jessica Rose#Jack Vincent#Floyd Campbell#Nero Blackstone#Albert Weasel Arlington#Billy Handsome#Michael Finn O'Leary#Salvatore Sal Deluca#Abigail Misty Briarton#Marlton Johnson#Samuel J. Stuhlinger#Hunger Games Simulator
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Jessica Rose and Misty Briarton: gamer girlfriends
#fun fact: jessica is actually a playstation fangirl but plays xbox just because she loves her girlfriend enough#cod zombies#codz#treyarch zombies#black ops zombies#misty briarton#tranzit#jessica rose#shadows of evil#rosefields#black ops 2#black ops 3
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The night sky feels lonely
never realizing the eyes of the world see her, and find her alluring.
There was a chill in the air biting at her skin. Too cold for her blood; which much like a serpent, bathed in flames rather than coil and hibernate to freeze in such coldsnaps. She expected to see the misty cloud of frosty ice particles in her breath as she exhaled, but did not to her surprise. Even huddled beneath the thick coat lined with the dark fur of a wolf she’d killed and a blanket didn’t bring the desired heat Essätha longed for from the sweltering sun of summer.
Autumn was pretty in its color, but was an ominous reminder of the approaching death. A deep slumber which would come over the land, and swallow it in darkness. The days shorter, lonelier, frigid as ice.
Grabbing the fuzzy ends of the blanket draping her shoulders, Essie pulled it tighter around her frame for comfort. It provided only so much warmth. Only one in the ways she needed and desired.
“You look like you’re preparing for a blizzard.”
She grumbled at the humor in the deep voice, but acknowledged it: “I don’t much appreciate the cold.”
There was a grunt, as a leg swung over the old log she sat on. The other followed the first. She slid her eyes over to watch the shadow of Lord Amon pass the light of the burning ember’s as he seated himself beside her, catching her eye.
“Why take watch, when you could have been inside the tent?”
She sniffled, wrinkling her nose as she pulled the cover up over her mouth like a shroud.
“I can see better than most of you,” she muttered. “Besides, how much warmer would being inside the tent provide?”
He offered her a small. It was torn between amusement, and sympathy. She tried not to focus on how it dimpled his cheeks a bit. The faded light of the fire cast on his back behind them, and made his face appear overshadowed but no less glowing. The twinkling of the stars reflecting in his gaze.
“There would be no draft,” he stated matter-of-factly. “There would be other bodies, which altogether warm a space. And there is more to taking watch than to watch. There are other senses; and the less one is distracted by things such as the cold, the more they can concentrate on things around them.”
“And if you are referring to me and my blindness, I have Caesar. What I may not see, he would alert me to.”
“My discomfort is not a hindrance,” Essätha muttered, turning her face up to the sky with half-lid eyes. The layer over her face helped to mute her whispers further, as she added on with a tinge of remorse: “I’ve been uncomfortable much of my life. It hasn’t stopped me yet.”
The twigs and branches popped and crackled quietly with the low-burning flames in the silence. Devouring the dried branches until they were merely ash. The fire danced; growing shorter and smaller.
Essie pulled her shoulder up higher. A dying flame smothered in covers.
She flinched naturally as something touched her. Her eyes like sun-scorched earth moving suspiciously to the gentleman at her side. He was a statue. The brush of his cloak on just sitting along the shape of her shoulders, not yet far enough up to hold.
“Won’t you get cold?”
His voice was gentle despite the challenging skepticism of her voice as he murmured, “I have layers. I’m tolerable to this. It’s hardly a chill in my bones.”
The dense wrap of fur and heavy material fell over her. It was a strangely comforting weight. She shivered as Amon pulled it tighter against her sides, where it fell over her thinness like a king’s cloak.
Her hands reached up to pull the edges closer. Lost in the pelt of the fallen bear that now adorned it, she pulled the fabric taunt to her shoulders and up to her face.
It smelt fantastic. Earthy and spiced.
Lord Amon offered her a supportive smile, through what she could see above the fur held to her nose and through her lashes.
The kindness was a mystery. A wiser person would not trust enough to be kind to something so poisonous. It was simply in his character, however. He gave what he had. It made him a fine leader, and a good Lord to those who lived on his land. They were his charges, his allies, his workers and friends, and he was naturally protective. Born to rule, crafted through the hands he went through young and old who molded and shaped his edges, as he did himself.
The nature of a Yuan-ti was a temperament you couldn’t run away from. No matter how good her intentions might be, it seemed like every attempt made to help did more harm than good. Unintentional fangs drawn out and striking any wound she tried to mend with a gentle kiss.
Finding it difficult to maintain the eye contact, she turned to the stars for guidance. They flickered and glittered. Listening but never speaking a word.
“Too bad they’re so distant,” she sighed. “Their light isn’t comforting like the sun.”
Her peripherals could still make out Amon’s face turned towards her. It was a weight that made her feel squeamish, and her stomach knotted.
“I like the starlight,” the nobleman murmured softly. “They offer guidance. They hold history, stories, and offer direction to those who can read them. Legends and insight to chaotic forces we know nothing about and can study for years, never understanding but always recognizing their impact on the world around us. They may be far away, but they are no less comforting. They are a beauty you can look upon that never ages.”
“They offer warmth of a different kind than the sun. No less kind and generous; something that people allow to slip out of mind and between their fingers because it is subtle. Not everyone can appreciate the light they possess, but I do. They watch over the world every night while we sleep. They do not judge. They listen, and they are patient.”
“They are unique,” Amon whispered in a hush. “And I would disagree, they are the best source of light.”
Never had she been so grateful for the veil of something to cover her face. Her mind was split on his words. Surely they were just his point of view. It was easy to get lost in poetic nonsense over something like nature. His expression never changed; calm, collected, lacking affliction or depth.
But there was something about the wording. The way he spoke, not looking to the stars, but watching her.
He was just speaking to her, she reasoned.
He was speaking about her, her heart countered with a flutter.
I am not so important that no man or woman would speak about me in such a way. Least of all Lord Amon.
“You must have a deep fondness for the night, m’lord,” Essie stated quietly, peering her eyes upon him cautiously. “I find it merely a good time to rest, and reflect.”
“It is,” the nobleman agreed cautiously. “I think people forget that there is more to night than simply darkness. There is always light, even if it is shielded by the clouds, a roof, or caverns damp and deep. The air is crisp, and filled with promise of a new day.”
How bewildering it was, to hear this very same man speak of looking expectedly to the dawn of a new day when once some time ago, his outlook had been much bleaker. A grimace or a scowl. Silently brooding. Muttering when asked how he slept that he was fine with displeasure. Rubbing the ache in his back and offering the prickly of a rose’s thorns should they pry too deeply at the roots of his problems. A gnarled mess; hidden deep beneath the soil where he buried his hurt.
“Maybe tomorrow will be warmer,” she stated hopefully as she curled herself up into a ball.
The Briarton Lord followed the tracks she lay, and responded gently: “Hopefully. If it is not, we will make due. And you can borrow my cloak as long as you need to.”
She wanted to curl her lip up at him. She didn’t need his chivalry. But her gratitude thankfully outweighed her reaction to be cautious, and strike the hand offering aid to her before it could hurt her. There was never any certainty that he would not turn on her like any other, but for now, she could offer him her best and most thankful smile while it lasted.
“Thank you, m’lord.”
Amon nodded shortly. He cleared his throat, turning his face away quickly as he placed his hands to his knees and raised himself to stand.
“I’ll go tend to the fire, before it dies completely.”
He stepped over the log, feet crunching on fallen leaves as he departed.
Curling her fingers around the bear’s fur so they plunged deeper into the thick layers, Essie brought the material closer around her shoulders as she looked back to the horizon. It glittered and shone with little white lights, holding the true darkness of night at bay.
She breathed in the cologne held to the fringe of the cloak and exhaled, resting her head into the plush headrest it created.
Just be careful how close you let him, she scolded herself firmly.
But the skipping-stone pulse of her heart had other plans. Betraying her; feeding on the bud of a feeling she could hardly identify. Different than simple friendship. Different than how she felt about her family; about Solace, about any of them. Unnerving in its foreignness.
She didn’t trust it, but she couldn’t drown it or choke out the rapidly growing weed steaming from its seed. Even in nippy weather such as this, it couldn’t seem to wilt, die, or fall into the slumber of winter.
The back of her hands rubbed her cheeks. Hot as a sunburn, colored in a similar tint of pinkish-red.
In the middle of fall, with nightfall upon her, it felt like summer had already come.
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#shadrysart#black ops zombies#billy handsome#weasel albert arlington#jessica rose#abigail misty briarton
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Worlds Collide
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3Ao4c1T
by Gazi
Words: 1551, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Halo (Video Games) & Related Fandoms, Compilation of Final Fantasy VII, Kingdom Hearts (Video Games), F.E.A.R. (Video Games), God of War (Video Games), Doom (Video Games), Invincible (Image Comics), Call of Duty (Video Games), Doctor Who & Related Fandoms, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Dead Space (Video Games), RWBY, Star Wars - All Media Types
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M, Gen
Characters: John-117 | Master Chief, Linda-058 (Halo), Tom-B292 (Halo), Lucy-B091 (Halo), Nolan Grayson | Omni-Man (Invincible), Markus "Mark" Grayson, Sora (Kingdom Hearts), Kairi (Kingdom Hearts), Sephiroth (Compilation of FFVII), Cloud Strife, Isaac Clarke, Gordon Freeman, Xion (Kingdom Hearts), Ruby Rose (RWBY), Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Shinra Electric Power Company, The Covenant (Halo), Edward Richtofen, Abigail "Misty" Briarton, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Other Character Tags to Be Added, Obi-Wan Kenobi
Additional Tags: Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Multiple Crossovers, characters not mentioned in tags, Other Fandoms Not Mentioned in Tags
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3Ao4c1T
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Female Characters
Rules: List ten of your favorite female characters in ten different fandoms and then tag ten people. I was tagged by: @starcityrebels
1. Mitsuko Souma (Battle Royale)
2. Tomie (Tomie)
3. Rose Wilson (DCU)
4. Abigail “Misty” Briarton (Call of Duty: Zombies)
5. Yuri (Doki Doki Literature Club)
6. Damara Megido (Homestuck)
7. Jasper (Steven Universe)
8. Margot Verger (NBC Hannibal)
9. Korra (The Legend of Korra)
10. Konan (Naruto)
Tagging:
uhhhh @narcolepcee and whoever else wants to do it!!
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So I found out about Rosefields today and I can’t be more happy for Misty and her city-slicker girlfriend who she goes to the beach with
#rosefields#misty briarton#abigail briarton#jessica rose#shadows of evil#tranzit#codz#call of duty zombies#black ops zombies#fanart#i love jessica aggressively so it makes me so happy that she can have a good ship#jessica is super extra with all her outfits btw#she can't do anything remotely casual
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