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My asks are wide open with tricks and treats if anyone wants to go trick or treating! 👉👈

Happy Halloween - Trick or Treat!

Some trick-or-treating icons that I'm going to be using for trick-or-treating on tumblr

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Happy Halloween - Trick or Treat!

Some trick-or-treating icons that I'm going to be using for trick-or-treating on tumblr

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Would read the hell out of this 🤞❤️

Fish Meat

Old artwork of Ghoap AU from Mermay month.

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Ghost - Halloween Scare

As the spooky season approaches, you can't help but be absolutely giddy! A season where dressing up in costumes, spooky decorations, and masked men are socially acceptable to even your aging grandmother? Yes please!

You might as well call it masked men season :)

It was your first Halloween season since you and Simon had moved in together, and while you had been hesitant at first, after Simon had left on a mission you could no longer find it within yourself to hold back.

By the day before Simon is due back, the house is properly decorated in spooky regalia, from fake spiderwebs outside to ghost throw pillows. You have a Halloween movie playing - something spooky, of course, and you're all cuddled up in a blanket, clutching Simon's dog, Riley, to your chest.

While the dog looks slightly annoyed, he allows himself to be held by you when his master is gone, knowing somehow that he was now in charge to offer you comfort and protection from the scary tv bad guys.

As the scene in front of you grows tense, and the lead-up to a jump scare begins, you begin to grow frightened, but it's the sound of the door opening that makes you scream bloody murder.

A moment later, footsteps pound into the living room and strong arms envelope you, only making you screech harder.

"Oh, my flying fuck!"

"Dove? What the fuck you screeching about?" The voice asked, finally clueing you in that the mystery person wasn't in fact the movie horror villain come to life but your, decidedly equally spooky boyfriend.

You wiggle around, turning to face him and grin widely, "Simon! You didn't tell me that you'd be back early?" You manage to wrap your arms around him and squeeze him close, breathing him in.

The movie continues to play in the background, while Simon maneuvers the both of you onto the couch. "How was the mission, are you all ok?"

Simon grunts his assent before kissing you soundly on the lips, pulling away he smirks. "I see that you've neglected the house when I've been away, cobwebs on the porch, skeletons in the lounge..." He teases.

As you begin to talk about the decorations you've added and the many Halloween activities that you'd like to do with him, after a while, Simon's kissing picks back up and if you make out on the couch to Freddy Krueger killing someone, so be it.

👻🎃🦇 Soap - The Great Pumpkin War�� König - Haunted House

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Soap - The Great Pumpkin War🎃

Soap has always loved Halloween. From haunted houses to trick or treating for more candy that his then little body should have consumed, he had always been a strong participant in Halloween rituals, big and small.

And Bonnie, he would make sure that you were included in this now too! Early one Saturday a week or two before Halloween, John practically shoves you out the door, having made plans for you to have brunch with your friends.

As soon as you're out the door, John grabs his wallet and rushes out to the car and to the closest supermarket. Once there, he heads over to the bin of pumpkins and selects a couple of the ripest, orangest ones and quickly heads to buy them.

On the way back home, he makes a detour to his LT's place. When he knocks on the door, he's greeted by the LT's bird who ushers him inside kindly.

"Simon isn't here right now, John. But would you like me to tell him anything?"

John shakes his head, "Don't worry about it, but you could help me with something. Do you know where Ghostie's knives are? The sharpest ones, please."

Ghost's Bird, after a bit of convincing that the knives would be returned before Ghost would notice, led John to a case where he selected a few before thanking her and resuming his journey back home, gear all gathered.

By the time that you arrive home and unlock the door, John is all set up. The dining room is covered in a tarp, and pumpkins are laid out on top with an impressive array of knives from ones as long as your pinky to ones that look more like saw blades.

When you finally spot John, he grins happily and waves at you. Placing your handbag on the side table, you kick off your shoes and go to join him.

"What's all of this?" You say grinning.

John walks up on you, hugging you close and swaying you happily. "A Halloween tradition, Bonnie!"

Letting you go, he leads you over to his newly crafted pumpkin carving station and invites you to get started.

You both laugh and talk happily while deciding on your carving plans, up until you're forced to take an ungodly slimy handful of pumpkin insides. "Come on, it's not that hard," John says teasingly, with a large grin plastered on his face.

You grumble a moment before a plan takes form in your head. Slowly walking up to John, you reach over and without a moment's hesitation, smear pumpkin guts all over his cheeks.

John looks down at you, grin widening, "Bonnie, I don't think you've realized what you've just started!" With that he takes a handful of pumpkin and pulls your shirt forward, dumping pumpkin down your front.

And then, with a shriek - a war breaks out.

Pumpkin guts fly everywhere, getting stuck in your hair, the chandelier and all over the kitchen. If someone looked into the room right now, you'd be hard-pressed to convince them that you hadn't just taken a bath in pumpkin puree.

After the war comes to a close after you slip and topple over onto John landing the both of you on the floor, it's astutely declared that you're both probably in need of a nice shower, and if John joins you, that all for the better.

👻🎃🦇 Ghost - Halloween Scare König - Haunted House

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König - Haunted House

It's only been a couple of days since you've arrived in Austria when your friends find a flyer with a haunted house that they want to visit. "This will be so much fun, plus, it's not actually that scary, they're all actors and stuff."

You all agree, thinking it to be something unique that you might be able to brag about once the trip is over and you're back home. You all dress up in cute little outfits, giggling over makeup and sparkly skirts and skirts. It seems like you're more dressed for going out to a club than a house in the middle of the woods.

Hurrying out of the house, you manage to hail a taxi and in broken German directing them to the address. As the car drives through the city then through the countryside, you can't help but look wistfully out into the forest, the full moon gleaming brightly overhead.

When the car finally pulls to a stop, you all bustle out of the car into the throng of people making their way into the building, after paying the taximan and the fare to enter, you grab onto your friends as they pull you inside.

Entering into the house you're greeted with actors dressed as monsters serving drinks, the main floor seeming to act more like a club. A kind man directs you and your friends off towards the haunted house section of the event.

Walking forward into one of the many rooms, the actors jump out at you, bearing plastic fangs and wielding foam chainsaws. While the jump scares are frightening, it's nothing that you and your friends cannot handle together, after making your way through the course you come to an intersection, one path leading back to the dancefloor entrance, the other leading to what seemed to be a corn maze.

While your friends are ready to partake in a couple of hours of drunk dancing, something about the corn maze just wants to make you explore it. "I'll just go on my own, it's alright." You tell your friends after they offer to come with you. While you know they would, you also realize that they really don't feel like it, deep inside.

"Are you sure? What if you get lost?"

"Yeah, it's alright, plus, there will be the actors and other staff members walking around who can direct me out, for sure, don't worry about me, I'll be ok."

With that and some well wishes for quick success, you make your way out and into the forest, towards the thick tall trees. The wind rushes by, and you curl into yourself, chilled. You look around for staff, but you don't notice anyone, turning around, you can no longer see the house behind you.

The trees seem to grow larger overhead, like the Snow White movie you saw when you were a child. You tuned around frantically, but you knew that you were undoubtedly lost.

Taking another tentative step forward, leaves crackled underfoot, wild-eyed, you felt someone look at you through the trees, piercing eyes burning into your chest.

A moment later, arms wrapped around your chest, holding you tight, before you can even begin to scream, a large hand covers your mouth.

"Shh, Liebling, I've got you now."

👻🎃🦇 Soap - The Great Pumpkin War🎃 Ghost - Halloween Scare

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COD Halloween Masterlist

Ghost - Halloween Scare

Soap - The Great Pumpkin War🎃

König - Haunted House

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please can we do inbox trick-or-treating this year. can we make that a thing on tumblr. please please please please please

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Against the Dying Light - Preface

Gunshots echoed ominously through his earpiece. It wasn’t the first time; firefights were a regular and expected occurrence within his occupation and were something to be expected. However, this time, something felt off - different almost from the semi-habitual fights.

He knew that this mission was going to be a tough one, but he trusted his team and knew that they trusted him to protect them as well. The semi-regular popping of gunfire paused for a moment before he heard something that couldn’t help but rattle his bones. 

His Captain, the famous (in the right circles of course, to the general public, his Captain was a boring paper pusher nobody) John Price was someone who was hard to shock or upset visibly. His Captain simply tended to light a cigar if unrestful and even that couldn’t always be linked back to stress.

However, as his Captain’s voice rattled over the comms system, an uncommon edge of panic was clear in his voice, even terror shone through. His heart dropped to the ground as Price called out for one of his closest companions, one John MacTavish.

Though Ghost had had a rough upbringing, and a debatably rougher adulthood, since Johnny had joined the 141, things for him had been looking brighter than they ever had. While Johnny had at first annoyed him, if nothing else, he soon grew to care and thrust deeply in the man and even considered him a close friend. 

In fact, it could be said that Johnny was the person that he was closest to. While Ghost would never call it hero worship, especially out loud, Johnny, ever the enigmatic and talkative scotsman, brought out similar feelings in him, that of immense adoration and some other familial feelings that he couldn’t quite place.

His attention was now lasered on the comms as gunshots were fired once again and a terrible muffled bang crackled through the comms, much too close to have originated from one of their weapons. “Johnny! Soap, how copy? Bravo 7-1!”

No sound came through for a moment that seemed to stretch on longer than an eternity. But even then, no response clackled though from the Sergeant. As he was about to repeat the inquiry, hoping deep in his chest that Johnny’s mic had simply been broken, his hopes were shattered in an instant. “Bravo 7-1 down.”

The world stopped and his mind went blank, for what he would reflect on incessantly as too, much too, long. His Johnny! When his mind finally cleared after a moment, his mind refocused on finding Price and Soap. Spinning on his heel, he sprinted down the hall, ignoring all training as he rushed toward his injured comrade. 

In the hall, he was met by an equally frazzled Gaz who joined him without question. The pair of them sprinted towards Price who had just fired a shot, fatally downing the last Shadow. 

His eyes scanned rapidly around the room, almost missing the limp body laying on the cool pavement floor. When his eyes managed to focus on the limp form, he rushed to its side and fell to his knees beside it. It was Johnny. His heart seemed to stop. Trying to ignore the ever growing pool of crimson leaking from the side of Johnny’s head, he checked for vitals, finding none he choked down a shaking sob.

A moment later, soft bootfalls echoed at his side before stopping beside him. Gaz dropped to his knees beside him and silently took one of his friend’s hands on his own. After his moment of distraction, Ghost’s focus was back to Johnny.

His pretty eyes were closed, and his face echoed a feeling of sleep and soft contentment. As emotions overwhelmed him, Ghost started CPR, something that he had practiced and trained for many times, but had never had to use till now. 

His focus was lazer sharp and he positioned his arms between Johnny’s pecs, and started the 30 compressions, a moment later, however, a soft but firm hand gripped his shoulder, stalling his motions. “Ghost, he’s dead. There’s nothing you can do for him now.” 

Rage, pure and deep from within him rose to the surface, how dare Price speak this way? Didn’t he care that his Johnny was hurt? That the best fucking seargant that they had ever had was lying limply in a pool of his own blood?\

If Price hadn’t been his Captain, he would have fucking socked the older man in the face. Seeing his raging anger, Price spoke once again, “He died quickly, he didn’t suffer.”

Price nodded at Gaz, who had still been gripping Soap’s hand tearfully, to get up and get his gear. While the location had been momentarily secured, at any moment more Shadow’s could show up and put them in an even worse position.

Price spoke into his comms, “Watcher, Bravo 0-6. Target eliminated, one KIA. Ready for extraction.”

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The Worm Question

Soap, to Gaz: I wanted to test the age old question. The one about if your significant other would still live you if you were a worm.

Soap: you have to understand, Gaz, I'm not interested in theories, I need concrete proof of concept.

Soap: so I put a worm on ghost and my bed and wrote a note telling him that I had been hiding this worm illness from him and that I'm sorry but to please still love me.

Soap, looking at the monitor showing the camera he installed in his room: the subject approaches.

+--+

Ghost: whot?

Ghost, picking up the worm: slimy thing you are.

Ghost, Opens the window: out ya go.

*throws worm soap out the window*

Ghost: be free.

*seagull swoops down and grabs the worm flying away*

Ghost, shrugging: circle of life, was bound to happen worm or not.

+--+

Soap, wiping away tears: beautiful.

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I know that I wasn't able to list everything in the first post so I hope this has a few more options :)

To get back to: Which is your favorite COD paring? #1

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From what I've seen the most common pairings are SoapXGhost and the GazXPrice, but I wanted to test that theory :)

Bc I honestly love GazXGhost but it seems like a more uncommon paring, if anyone has good fics or drabbles please let me know!!! 🥺

I know some tumblrs have mentioned other pairings with Laswell and other characters, but sadly there wasn't enough room to name everything here :(

So, I hope this gives you a few more options or just comment your fave paring in the comments :)

What is your favorite COD paring? #2

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I know that I wasn't able to list everything in the first post so I hope this has a few more options :)

To get back to: Which is your favorite COD paring? #1

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From what I've seen the most common pairings are SoapXGhost and the GazXPrice, but I wanted to test that theory :)

Bc I honestly love GazXGhost but it seems like a more uncommon paring, if anyone has good fics or drabbles please let me know!!! 🥺

I know some tumblrs have mentioned other pairings with Laswell and other characters, but sadly there wasn't enough room to name everything here :(

So, I hope this gives you a few more options or just comment your fave paring in the comments :)

What is your favorite COD paring? #2

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The tags are everything I know. I am sharing this with every single one to try and spread the word.

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MASTERLISTS

COD Masterlist

Twilight Masterlist

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Twilight Masterlist

Icky Vicky, Twilight Style - 🎤🧛‍♂️➡️🧛‍♀️

TwilightXMrBeast - It's Giving Twilight Flashbacks...