#stan gaz

[mockerycrow]

photos from my kyle gaz garrick inspo pinterest board !

[slepsh]

Also I'm working on a ftm gaz x male reader nsfw (soft sex) for Xmas so I'll try to post it before Xmas or on 24th/25th

Sneak peak ;3

[cryptocollectibles]

American Freak #1 (February 1994) by Vertigo / DC Comics

Written by Dave Louapre, drawn by Vince Locke, cover by Stan Gaz and Richard Bruning.

[briarscreek]

task force 141 & how their asshole american informant had to pick them up instead of nikolai

“on our way to evac, over”

“copy, ETA in 5”

it was normal for them to hear your voice on missions but replying to the captain about evac? not very much.

no one on the team thought much of it but they succeeded on their mission and now are all dirt tired, so they didn’t really care.

loading up into the helicopter, price, ghost, soap and gaz took their respective seats before they started off.

one thing was weird though, nik wasn’t in the pilot seat.

“hello captain.”

“nik if you’re there who’s flying?”

“hello and thank you for flying air american, fasten your seatbelts and clench your buttholes, because i haven’t passed my flying exam yet.”

collective groans resounded around the chopper.

“nik ye can’t be serious”

“eh they need the hours. i flew here, they fly back. and they got me more episodes of american sitcom the nanny. i love miss fran fine”

it was indeed a bumpy ride on the way back.

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[s0dap0pspace]

Heres how these guys look in my style!!

[brainrotandbedrot]

price is nobody’s soldier coded, simon is shrike coded, johnny is as it was coded, kyle is first light coded

god i fucking love hozier

[the-californicationist]

Ursa Major (Ch. 18)

I'll take Kyle Garrick with the breeding kink for 500, Alex.

[efingcod]

You know what I don't see the fandom talking about enough?

Gaz fucking GUIDING Stacy through the siege of the US Embassy in Urzikstan. It is so intense. So badass. And it shows how incredibly cool Gaz is under pressure. It's an amazing moment for Gaz in particular and one that will definitely get missed by those who don't at least watch full playthroughs.

You only really have to watch from 6:55-11:44 give or take

[sky-is-the-limit]

The mischaracterization of Gaz from those who clearly either don't give a single fuck about him and just want to write 2 sentences to get it out of the way or people who have never played the games are so insane bc what do you mean Gaz is a shy vanilla bland Gen Z dude, have you never seen a scene with this man? 😭

Like you're already mischaracterizing Ghost and Soap, focus on that and leave Gaz alone<3

[a-ndrez]

Rompiendo estereotipos...💵💰💎👑💉🧫⚗️

[wordstome]

the point of pointing out racism, specifically in how the fandom treats Gaz, is to focus on Gaz and other poc characters. taking that energy and making it about a white man leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

[mockerycrow]

SICK MOMENTS; Gaz Edition (GN!Reader)

gaz masterlist — gaz render by @ave661 <3

summary; this is the second part of my four part series of the 141 taking care of you, who’s sick. enjoy!

[WARNINGS; sickness, medication, civilian!reader, slight military inaccuracies, sick comfort.]

YOU’VE BEEN FEELING quite under the weather for the past two days. A weird pressure in your skull, a tickle in the throat. You didn’t really think much of it as you had much more important things to focus on like your job. You usually switch between working from home and working in an office setting every other day and unfortunately, your illness decides to make an appearance when you’re in the office.

You’re sitting in your office with all of your lights off, your computer screen turned down to low brightness. You’re squinting as you’re staring at the screen that is burning your eyes, an impossible to ignore pain settling in your skull and rattling around inside.

You make the mistake of swallowing, your throat muscles spasming when they figure out they’re tender, sore, and uncomfortable. You wince at the sharp pain as your hand reflexively goes to the front of your throat, your stomach churning uncomfortably. You sigh quietly, unable to deny that you’re indeed sick. You take a glance at the time on your computer and you realize you’re not even halfway through your workday yet. You contemplate what you should do; a good thing for yourself is to go home and rest but you have deadlines you can’t ignore. You decide that you should try to work through it. It’s not like sitting at a computer screen is taxing, right?

..Right?

An hour later and you’re having to save your documents and powering down your computer, your hands trembling as the pounding in your head is nearing unbearable. Tears spring up in your eyes, nearly spilling as you croak out a voice command for your phone to call Kyle. You hear your phone dial up and begin to ring his number. A crumbling guilt settles in your stomach as you know Kyle has to be on the local base right now, doing whatever he is doing. Your mind begins to race, saying that he’s going to be too busy to help you out, that calling him is a waste of time. You don’t even realize he picked up after the third ring.

You snap out of your state of overthinking after you hear Kyle’s calm voice call your name for likely the second or third time. “What’s going on?” Kyle asks, his voice ever so slightly muffled by the quality of the speaker—and your hearing is probably a bit scuffed, too. “Sorry if I’m bothering you, but..” You croak, grimacing at how horrible you sound. “..Can you come pick me up from work?” 

“You’re never a bother, love.” Kyle reassures, his voice considerably softer than his previous sentence. “Are you feeling alright? You don’t sound too well.” You shake your head no before remembering it’s only a phone call and not a video call—and you regret shaking your head as your vision spins for a moment. “No,” You utter, the ache in your throat worsening. “I’ve come down with.. something. Not sure yet.”

You hear shuffling and Kyle’s muffled voice say something, something that wasn’t directed towards you so you pay no mind to it. “I’m on my way, sweetheart. I’ll pick up some medicine on the way to ya, yeah?” Kyle murmurs, making your chest all fuzzy with how concerned he seems. “Mhm,” You him. “Love you.”

“I love you too, see you soon.” And with that, Kyle hangs up.

It doesn’t take him too long to leave the base and pick up some medicine, but to you? It feels like an eternity. You sit there in the dark, occasionally tapping the screen of your phone so you can check the time. You feel like your guts are churning and twisting and you feel like someone is taking a sledgehammer and is ringing a bell—like one of those giant bells you can find at Christian churches that ring every hour. There’s a soft knock at your door, which you croak a sickly “come in”, assuming it’s your knight in shining armor as you already got the okay from your boss to leave through text.

The door opens, letting the light pour in which makes you wince. You recognize the silhouette and the stature of the person almost immediately—it’s Kyle. “Hey,” He calls out to you softly. You can’t see his face, but you can tell he’s wearing the zip up you bought for him months ago on his birthday and he’s holding a plastic bag. Your lips curl into a small smile, and your pain fades for a moment as the fact that he wears the hoodie you bought him to work hits you. Kyle closes your office door and finds his way to your desk in the dark. “Hey.” You echo, your voice gritty and scratchy.

“I’m going to turn on your desk lamp, alright?” Kyle hums as he sets the plastic bag of goods down onto your desk. “Alright.” You echo once again, your voice quieter than before. You dreaded the light. Alas, he turns the light on and you see his beautiful brown eyes look at you, his eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly with concern very apparent on his face. “Aw, sweetheart.” Kyle utters, which gives you an idea that you likely don’t look too well. His hand reaches out to touch your forehead; his palm then flips to the back of his hand. “You’re burnin’ up. Good thing I got medicine, hm?”

You lean into his touch, Kyle’s hand cupping down to your cheek instead. “Sweaty,” Kyle points out, making you huff. “Thanks, Captain Obvious.” You reply with a playful snark, but you sound a bit pathetic from how stuffy you sound. “It’s sergeant, actually.” He replies with a grin, making you snort—and then wince because it hurt your entire head. Kyle begins to grab items from the bag; pain and fever reducers, cough drops, anti-congestant, a bottle of water.. And a box of tea for home, despite already having likely a box already waiting in the cabinet.

You watch with a warm stomach as Kyle pops out the pills for you and you notice he did his research for what medicine could go with what. “I love you.” You blurt out suddenly, meeting Kyle’s eyes. He blinks for a moment before smiling—his fucking smile—and responding with a tilted up tone, questioning. “I love you too..?” Kyle questions the sudden pushed tone, but you don’t elaborate as you stare up at him, thinking about how you’re going to marry this man one day as he frets over your health without complaint.

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[golden-wires]

This will get a little ranty so don't worry there'll be a tldr- I've been drawing for about 4 years now on TikTok, and what an amazing time I had getting into the communities on there, some that I will always have a place for and others in here I've simply left behind for good reason (dsmp) *cough* We've heard countless times that it'll get banned, first time i heard that I made that eddsworld tik tok about no other side, and it luckily wasn't. Allowing me to continue onto my next fandom space, Invader Zim. Without the access to make videos so easily with short audios and catching the eyes of some artists, I'm aware I wouldn't have eventually been involved onto a certain group project where I went on to meet the great friends I have today. Not saying I owe Tik Tok my current life, but it certainly would lack the quality that those people bring to my everyday life and from now on <3 when first making this very over dramatic edit I was doing it as a "well goodbye to the app and what I've done over the years" It really didn't hit me the butterfly effect ways in connected me with others till now. (this video is for my own capsule of art and my progress rather than focusing on things I cannot change or didn't have foresight on as life goes. I do find the joke in my goodbye to TikTok in case of a ban- not being to be uploaded because it surpasses the allotted music time) TLDR: If TikTok is banned I'm at least grateful for the memories and paths it took me on as an artist and esperiences Credits: Editing- by myself Inspiration for this Edit: JonatDonut on TikTok Music Cover by Joey Niceforo on Youtube

[asexual-spongebob]

~Angel of Darkness~

[soaps-mohawk]

😭 thank you for giving us Gaz, not a lot of people write about him! Heck he’s not on mw3 operator list! He needs love too.

In this house, we love and support Gaz. We do not tolerate slander or erasure of the best boy.

Seriously though, he was a sleeper favorite for me. Sorry Soap (I still love you my baby boy) but Gaz has quickly become one of my favorite characters. He's definitely on my list to do more for once I finish with this fic. He deserves some love (since not even Activision will give him that 🙄) I mean, just look at him!! The prettiest member of the 141.

[gluegrapes]

Rebecca Cotswold