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[sinon36]

Ghost x undercover!reader (HC) Part I

Warnings: torture, blood, pain, unconscious Ghost and basically kinda useless, really capable YOU persona ;), rushed writing, possible mistakes, reader is pretty neutral so far

P.S. Don’t judge the unexplained inconsistency of how a guy like Ghost gets captured, but spy you get to waltz around unbothered, yeah, you’re that good, so good you got plot armour. Besos!   

Part I Part II Part III Part IV Part V Part VI

- the first time you meet it's messy. He's supposed to extract an agent from behind enemy lines but instead he gets captured

-  you pose as a computer science PhD who is in charge of the enemy base cyber security, when in reality you're there to install a backdoor with remote access.

- you know someone should come to help make your exit, but when no infiltration is reported panic starts to rise in your chest

- you start investigating, searching through the facility trying to find out if something happened.

- you gain access to a part of the facility you don't have clearance for.

- you stumble upon a gruesome scene in one of the holding cell in the underground levels

- you find a man tied to the ceiling, bare feet barely touching the floor, muscles stretching under the tension ready to snap

- a black hood is thrown over his head and he's shirtless, remnants of once black cargo pants hang on his hips.

- he was tortured, for days by looks of it

- you know enough about that to know that he hasn't cracked yet, otherwise he'd be dead not hanging there in the damp cold cell.

- you take your chances and take the hood off

- he groggily turns his head to look down at you, he’s a big that much you can say

- blonde whisps of hair matted to his scalp stained a dark red, pale skin the same blood oozing from small cuts on his cheeks dripping down on his pectorals. From behind black and blue and inflammation two brown eyes scan your face

- 'the wolf walks alone' you quietly utter the code phrase for identity verification

- he watches you like an owl watches a mouse with cautious patience but he gives no indication that he'll answer

- you can't stay there too long; someone might catch you here or someone could report that you never came back from the bathroom break

- you reach for the hood to place it back on the prisoner’s head, knowing that you can't do anything for him and in this state he can't even provide a distraction for you to slip out unnoticed

-as you get closer tiptoeing to reach above his head he grunts, you stop in your tracks making eye contact

- his dried and busted lips start to quiver you wait for a moment giving him a chance to prove you wrong

- 'But the pack's got its back...' he draws out in a deep guttural voice laced with a thick Manchester accent

- phrase matching your own, you get to work hastily finding a way to get him down

- as you unlock the chains wounded around his wrists you try to support his weight which proves impossible

- you barely manage to break his fall turning yourself in a cushion under his massive form

- you huff and try to pull him up ' I can't carry you' you mutter to him. 'You gotta get up, soldier' you try and nudge him, you slip and talk in the familiar British accent

- he stalls, taking in deep breaths trying to surpass the pain and ache, multiple bones broken, muscles tumefied, and skin bearing to many cuts and bruises. Blood covers him like a deathly veil

- he tries and with your help he manages to stand but he can barely walk on his own, he can barely see, he can barely think, having sustained multiple concussions

- with great difficulty you get moving, praying to yourself that the guard might be gone, taking a piss or having a smoke

- your prayers are answered, no one is on the otherwise busy hallways this late at night, many having called it a night going back to their rooms

- as you pass the med bay your quick thinking finds a credible disguise: you steal a lab coat and a doctor's key card, some glasses that make your vision blurry once you put them on, and get the wounded soldier in a wheel chair

-he huffs but you can clearly see the relief overtaking him as he no longer has to stand

-you throw a medical gown over him concealing the dried blood on his bare torso

-once you clean his face a little and bandage his whole head to cover his identity, you grab a few bottles of morphine and a med kit for later and push the wheelchair out the door

- you aim for the underground parking lot, where civilians’ workers such as your cover, keep their personal cars

-you hope that the sentinels stationed at the gates won't look too closely at your backseat as you carefully push the wounded man in the car

- everything goes smooth from there, the guards wishing you a good night, no questions ask as to your departure from the base

- once you get farther away you start speeding eyeing for any police cars that might stop you or any military vehicle that might chase you

- to your dumb surprise no one follows you the mountain road dark and deserted

- you head to your safehouse where you have stashed money, fake id's, a new disguise and another car.

- once you change everything and make sure that the soldier still breathes in the back of the SUV, after you've administered some first help giving him the relief of morphine, you burn everything down

- the wooden house the other car, everything, nothing can be left behind to be tracked to you or to the MI6, you have taken precautions that borderline OCD, but you know that you have to be through, no detail to small

- once you're back on the road you contact your handler, a tired voice but you can hear the sound of relief as he hears your voice

- he's pleased that everything went smooth, no alarm was triggered, no shot was fired, no chase happened and you even managed to save your would-be saviour, sent specifically to get you out of that den of wolves

- you announce your E.T.A. to the agreed pickup location and you are annoyed to hear you'll have to wait a bit, your nerves are starting to fray, and body to tire

- you don't have the manpower nor the firepower to make a stand in the woods until the heli gets there

-but you do as you're told, as always

- you grab the pistol you keep under the passenger seat and place it in your lap; the heaviness in your lap gives very little reassurance

- but not long passes and you can hear the lovely sound of an Apache helicopter

- in a whirlwind of dust and voices shouting out instructions both you and the soldier are placed in the metal beast's bowls

-you inform the medics of the dosage of morphine you gave to the soldier as they start hooking him to machines that monitor his vital signs

-you don't even know his name and he definitely doesn't know yours as per protocol, and you doubt you'll ever see him again

-you won't even be there when he'll wake up, he'll probably never know of your act of kindness; you could have left him behind but instead you risked your safety for his

- any other agent would've done it, but not you, you couldn't leave one of your own behind

- you still hold your breath, eager to cross the border and get back to HQ where meetings and debriefs will be held, and rapports will be written then redacted

-you expect the compliments at a job well done and the proud pats on the back from your superiors, even though for you that's just a show

- you know you will get a free month at best to recover and then you'll be shipped somewhere else to do it all over again

- it's a lonely life, and full of danger but it makes you sleep better at night knowing you helped soil some plans that could be used to hurt innocents

- once the pilot announces that you crossed the borders you slightly relax on the padded bench, closing your eyes in relief but not allowing yourself to fall asleep yet

- when you feel the heli dipping down towards the tarmac you open your eyes eager to get off the noisy thing and looking forward for some commodities you know wait ready inside the base

- you watch as the soldier gets rolled toward the med bay and you get pulled by a Sargent that informs you, he's there to take you to the commander of the base

- you'd hopped to at least get a few hours of sleep before the rounds of interrogations start, but the higher-ups are hungry for the confirmation of a successful mission

- you trudge behind the Sargent mentally preparing for the onslaught of questions and can't help but wonder what of the wounded soldier

-you subconsciously hope he'll pull through

Next part here.

[elliesmainhoe]

Abby Anderson Headcanons: Werewolf!Abby

This woman is feral.

Lives completely self-sustained in the middle of the woods.

You met werewolf!abby on a hike, trying to get away from the city and connect with nature.

What you weren't expecting was to get lost. At night. On a unknown hiking trail.

Shit.

But not to worry- our favorite muscly blonde to the rescue.

She finds you laying down In the dirt at 2am wearing only a thin rain coat, some cargo pants and walking boots.

It was cold when you fell asleep. So why the fuck was it warm when you woke up?

Your eyes flickered open, not to the sight of blue sky like you were expecting but to a wooden paneled ceilings. You quickly shot up, sitting upright in suprise on the squishy red sofa you'd been laid on and a knitted cable knit blanket thrown over your sleeping figure.

The sound of heavy footsteps approached the enclosed living room, your hands searching your pants for the concealed pocket knife you'd stashed in case of emergencies.

Creak.

The door opened. You thought your abductor was going to be a muscular, hairy, angry looking man with a deep voice and harsh words.

But it's seemed fate was kind to you- I stead there was a 6 foot tall blonde hunk, muscles shaped by the gods- and a woman. Shit.

"Mornin' sleepy head- made you pancakes!"

Like I said TALL ABBY. MOUNTAIN ABBY. 6FT ABBY.

Wolf? Nah she's a shitzu.

She's the most hyper, happy enthusiastic person ever.

Her metaphorical and literal tail is wagging at the speed of light behind her.

Buying her dog toys as a joke. Her being annoyed and rolling her eyes with a sappy smile.

You later find her in her wolf form with the squeaky rubber bone you'd bought her lmao

Speaking in a baby voice to her when she's in her wolf form.

You knew Abby was wondering around the cabin before you could actually see her. The pitter patter of her paws against the floorboards alerting you that she was out on the prowl.

"Abbs?" You call out from the living room, and before you knew it a ball of grey fur bolted next to you onto the couch.

"Hiya baby~" you coo- pecking her snout affectionately, hand moving through her fur and scratching behind her ears. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth happily- panting with a stupid Wolfy smile.

Chases her tail. Idc. when she's in her wolf form- she's a puppy.

Very territorial.

Does not like when people hike on the trail she found you on.

Everyone is a threat to you.

Your hers and she's yours <33

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i can look past the outfits bc they are just so impossibly endearing to me but fucking christ they dgaf a little too hard sometimes ik my sustainable kings pack clothes they love and that are comfy so they can rewear them over and over again but some people really just win with their m&g fits over others dan looks soooo crisp when he wears a sweater and trousers/cargo pants and i want so badly for phil to wear more structured tops like that pink and blue button down they look SOOO good on him,,,,,

[samsolaze]

Halloween Costumes [1/?] - Ghost COD

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So, I’ve been wanting to cosplay Ghost from Call of Duty for a while now, ever since 2021 hit. And last year I worked on 3 Halloween costumes at once (idk why guys) and Ghost was one of them. For all of my costumes and cosplay I like to use what I already have and get creative - and just buy as little as possible - and if I buy I like to focus on things I will keep wearing more often.

Here’s how I pulled it off:

The Mask:

I found this sick 3D-printed Ghost mask on Etsy (shoutout to the amazing small businesses out there that are not doing dropshipping shit). Just gave it a paint job and done.

The Gear:

For the rest of the look, I kept it simple and reused stuff I had lying around.

My gaming headset. Doubles as my gaming setup AND a prop.

The storm mask underneath

Cargo pants, tech belt, and black gloves to give that tactical vibe

My beloved Doc Martens 🖤

The chest bag was another everyday item I worked into the cosplay. Practical AND giving that tech wear look.

The Weapon Prop:

Let’s talk about the prop gun real quick. Not real! I repeat, NOT a real gun, just a cosplay prop for the pics. Gotta keep it safe and fun!!

Why I Love Reusing Everyday Items:

One of my favorite things about this cosplay is that I didn’t have to go out and spend a fortune on new pieces. I love repurposing things from my everyday life because:

It’s budget-friendly.

It’s sustainable! Reusing and repurposing items makes the whole process more eco-conscious.

It adds a personal touch. These are things I use or wear all the time, so they feel real to me—and I think that adds to the authenticity of the cosplay.

I’m super happy with how this turned out. It’s fun to see what you can create with a little DIY spirit and some stuff you already own.

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[chansbabygirlsstuff]

Chapter 14

As the game continued you all continued to drink as you felt more than tipsy and your eyes could show that you felt sleepy and worn out

"Okay guys I think it is time to sleep" you heard Chan say  as his head pointed towards you to signal them to leave you were barely keeping your eyes open, but everyone laughed which made you open your eyes again, but you saw everyone looking at you and laughing which makes you laugh as well not knowing why they are laughing

"ok someone is drunk let's go sleep," Chan says laughing as you put your hands up celebrating that it is nap time, but your face is blank "Yay," you say and drop your arms as   your eyes try shut back down 

"let's go," Chan says getting up and pulling your arm You almost fall back  but he pulls you back up again 

"bye-bye," you say as you walk towards your room and Chan follows behind making sure you don't fall down 

He opens the bedroom door for you and lets you in as you grab the walls to sustain your dizzy head

"Are you really drunk?" Chan asks with an unbelievable look on his face as you drink a bit but still, it is raw vodka

"bitch?" you asked offended as you turn to him and he just laughs with a hand on your chest 

"ok, you are drunk" he affirms as his smile never leaves his face, "let's get you to bed" he moves the bedsheet to the side so you can sit on the comfy mattress

"do you know that an apple a day keeps the doctor away and an orange a day keeps the plumber away, so basically throwing fruits at people keeps them away" You laugh at your own joke as he chuckles at your stupidity  

You hum stretching yourself in your sheets "Will you kiss me again goodnight?" you ask with a smile bearly keeping your eyes open as you feel sleep getting to you

Chan blushes at your comment "You want that?" he asks you with a smirk he gets close to your face as heat rises to your face but he just smirks and leaves 

you roll over to your side while moaning "Muther fucker" A teasing smirk leaves your lips 

8:30 am the next day 

Your head hurts as hell you sit up from the bed and smell the fresh odor of food from the kitchen you get out of bed ready to get out of the room but you remember last night's events

shit y/n why are you so confident when drunk? and what was that stupid idea to kiss him, you were probably horrible at it and made him uncomfortable 

you get up and get your clothes to shower and change for your class at 10 am 

as water is pouring over your head you think about the kiss over and over again, how can you be able to face him, should you talk about it with him? or should you ignore the matter? and when the fuck are you going to get the money?

Fuck it you are going to ignore the fact like a mature girl and just pretend nothing happened as it was just a bet  

you rub your eyes stressed, like how the fuck were you able to even ask him for a second kiss? Were you really that confident?  Mother fucking vodka always takes the worse of you

you get out of the shower and put on a tanktop that says 'in my delulu era' and some cargo pants

you get out brushing your wet hair just to see Chan getting out of his room with clothes on his hand "good morning " he smiles to you as you feel your stomach sink "hey... good morning" you smile without your teeth feeling rather awkward at your salutation.

"How do you feel? he asked "Oh, I'm good" you smile again hiding your teeth and looking elsewhere as you want to get to your room "I hope you're not uncomfortable because of last night," he says I stop walking and turn behind me looking at him "oh, no worries, I know it was just a bet" you move your hands awkwardly and go back to your room as you hear him chuckle 

fuck he knows your shy and not uncomfortable, you get back to you're room and finish your hair, grab your bag as you head to the living room, you make your way to the kitchen finding 2 toast on a plate with avocado and eggs on them, ooh he sure knows how to cook, but as you see he made himself breakfast you will need to look for something you can do for yourself 

"y/n!" you hear Chan call your name from the bathroom "Yeah?" you reply "Those toasts there are for you" he yells back "Thank you so much Chan" you reply to him, what a kind soul 

you blush as you think of him making breakfast for you.

as you're eating your breakfast you hear him come out of the shower in a big hoodie and grey sweatpants rubbing his wet hair  with a towel

"I have class at 9 how bout you?" he asks as you answer "We have the same class today" you confirm to him

ok get ready is almost time to leave" he tells you as you wash your plate and run towards the bathroom to ash your teeth 

15mins later 

"I have work today so I'm going to be late," you tell him as he nods 

"and please tell me what groceries I need to buy and give me an idea of what is your diet so I can know what you eat" he looks at you, fuck those brown beautiful eyes "Not because I'm interested or  anything I just want to make sure you like what I buy" you awkwardly laugh 

"yes of course I will tell you what I like and also make sure you buy what you like" he smiles before exiting the house with you  and entering the car

the ride is silent and you don't know what to say to make it less awkward you can feel the tension filling  the car up 

"What time is your shift?" he asked you

"6-10 pm" you answer already tired from just hearing it, and he nods as he parks at the school parking lot, and he nods

"Will today be the day I try that Oreo milkshake they sell there?" he asked taking his seatbelt 

you shrug your shoulders as you get shy just thinking about him being with you during work 

"Do as you please" you pitch your voice as you smile cutely and open the door out the car and put your bag on "Thank you, remember the list" you remark as he smiles at you 

you walk towards the entrance but he catches up to you just to walk up next to you and you smile at each other 

Danm you felt nervous around him...

Time skip

You make your way to the car just to see Chan leaning against it with his phone in his hand and his leg bent against the car behind  him 

you get there and take your bag out of your back as he looks at you "Hey" you say as you smile at him "Hey how was class?" he smiles genuinely toward you

you know, he knows, the tension is just unbearable, since morning those smiles weren't innocent and kind, they were flirty between the two of you, feeling those fucking butterflies flapping their wings in your stomach as he came closer to you just leaving a bit of space between both of you for the holly spirit, he smiles/smirks and takes your bag

"It went alright," you say when he goes to the back of the car to put your bag there  smirking to yourself  when he can't see

shit, why is he so hot?

He starts driving and tells you that he will accompany you to the market to buy food

the drive was calm, almost no talk but ransom music on the radio 

 he parks and we both get out of the car he gets back to my side as we grab a cart for our  shopping items, we enter and start looking around at the variety of things

Chan's POV 

she grabs a cart and I see her looking around for things, 

she is so pretty, how her nose scrunches up when she smiles and how her lashes define her big eyes, how those pants round up deliciously her cute ass, and how her tank top defines her small breast perfectly; her waist and those cute lips giving those perfect details of her facial expressions, and how soft they were, and she looks so pretty and  innocent, it will be easy turn her to me

My phone vibrates in my pocket as she looks at me, I check my phone to see who's texting and see a message from Ha-yoon

-Hey meet me at Marty's(;?

She remarks Marty's motel where we met 2 weeks ago for the past month 

- hey yoon, can't make it today

-aww why are you busy :(? 

she answers my text 

-yep 

- then make some time for me...

she answers, begging knowing what she wants

-can't, busy 

- 1 image attached 

a photo of her bear breast on display in front of a mirror catches my eyes as I put the screen light low, I put the phone closer to my face trying to be discreet 

-let me see what I can do 

I wrote back 

"What do you think?"  y/n shows me a bread brand "Do you like this one or that one" She points at another brand 

"Both are good choose the one you like more" I smile at her 

Y/n POV

I grab the bread that I think is the best and put it in the cart, I see him concentrating on his phone, which I guess is important as he stayed behind for some minutes.

I also put some fruits and some snacks, and he follows behind me still texting...rude, I'm trying to buy what he likes and he doesn't even care 

I go to the meat section and you grab some chicken, beef, and fish, you make sure to buy enough for the month

You also put inside some ingredients to make food for both of you, you make sure to have everything on the list you wrote in the morning 

"Do you want something else?" you ask him, he takes his eyes off his phone and looks at you "Uh no I'm fine" he looks around and goes back to his phone 

"ok" his attitude makes you feel bad, is he annoyed? what happened with the sudden change you continue to walk in the aisle and you see your favorite strawberry cookies and you grab2 packets for the month 

he puts his phone in his pocket and sighs 

"I'm almost done" you try to hurry up thinking that he probably doesn't like shopping 

"don't worry" his eyes advert somewhere else but widen when he sees someone in particular  

but you can't see because your fucking short 

so you keep walking over to cash out your items 

"Hello, how are you doing today?" the cashier asks you "I'm good and you?" 

"fine thank you" he smiles and proceeds to scan your products 

he is a man about your age wearing his uniform and a beenie, he looks at you and smiles each time he can... how cute 

" Your total is $128 with 87 cents" You nod and take your card out, he grabs it and swipes it

"thank you so much gentleman" he blushes and smiles

"thankyou! pretty lady" he says with a smile and a big blush on his cheeks and looks down as you take your stuff to the car 

Chan helps you with your stuff and totally ignores the man saying goodbye 

"hey" you warn him "he was saying goodbye to you," you tell him 

"yeah I know," he says "damn why so mean then?" you get offended at his attitude since earlier 

"I don't know, go ask your gentleman then!" he gets mad and walks faster towards the car

Danm why is he mad at me? he was the one acting like a bitch 

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