thought i might post my ao3 account, since everything is also cross posted over there. that and uh. masterlist? i guess?
im a 23 year old psychology student, my pronouns are she/they, but if im being honest, I don't mind any. I can do requests, but can't really promise anything, lmao. im flaky
im queer, talkative and open for pretty much anything. this is a safe space. you feel like you need to yap, im all ears. also, I believe in the don't like, don't read/interact rule. unless it's constructive criticism i specifically ask for, keep shit to yourself. ok thats all. remember to take care of yourselves in this god awful world
my ao3
give me a reason, i'll be the cruel one+the winner takes it all (smut) (ghost x reader)
it takes strength to be gentle and kind (ghost x reader)
make it real, make me forget (john price x reader)
the cat chases the mouse (some things we just don't talk about) (keegan p. russ x reader)
a butchered tongue still singin here above the ground (ghost x reader)
wasn't ready, wasn't willing (and you hit me like a truck) (kyle 'gaz' garrick x reader)
will you still love me (if it turns out im insane?) (john 'soap' mactavish x simon 'ghost' riley)
i love you like the ashes in my cigarette box (frank woods x reader)
how long will i bleed? (digging my own grave) (ghost x roach)
the only way i know (is you) (john price x reader)
you may not like it, but you better learn how (it's your turn now) (cpt john 'soap' mactavish x f!reader)
i don't know where else i can go (soil is falling over my head) (gen, 141 x reader)
im all used up, im carrying my bag of bones (soap x roach)
you've become my ceiling (simon 'ghost' riley x reader)
i don't need the symbol of a scar (simon 'ghost' riley x reader)
wind me tighter than a wire (john 'soap' mactavish x reader)
i loved you like the sun (ghoap)
'cause i can feel ghosts (keegan p. russ x reader)
worth (simon 'ghost' riley whump)
and when broken bodies are washed ashore (who am i to ask for more?) (captain mactavish x reader)
nothing's gonna hurt you baby (ghoap)
bark like a god (baby, let's get down) (ghost x reader)
under the burden of solitude, the weight we carry (is love) (keegan p. russ whump)
i left a part of me (i wanna see if you can try to bring it back) (ghoap)
being with you (makes the flame burn good) (simon 'ghost' riley x gn!reader)
my only love is control (loving you's my only house) (john price x gn!reader)
my ghost (where did you go?) (thomas a. merrick x f!reader)
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soap is afraid of a lot of things. dogs, failure, all of his loved ones taken away, dying alone. the one that's most oppressive though, the one that bugs him and causes the most trouble is his fear of the dark. there's something there, or there isn't. it's a notion he somehow burned into his mind, perhaps when he was a wee lad, looking down the dark stairway and wondering if he's not truly alone. now, when he has to operate in darkness more often than not, he tries to grit his teeth and move through it. night goggles help, sure; but he knows if taken off, all that's left is the endless nothing that could be filled with things his mind can't comprehend. he has a panic attack once, when his gear cracks - ghost takes one look at him and gives him a spare, squeezing his arm through it and guiding him; a familiar thing that eases the fear. he expects ridicule, mockery; gets an understanding look instead. ghost knows what could lurk in darkness. he's lived through it, moves in the shadows like he's the source of that uncanny threat. it takes a while until soap learns of the truth.
he's not alone in this fear. the inside of a dark coffin brings about the same fear, even if the likelihood of something being there is lower. if soap's scared of something unseen, ghost panics over the absence. they carry spare goggles for one another since then, an unspoken agreement to hold each other through it. soap knows ghost is the one persisting in the dark, and ghost takes comfort in soap remaining when all else is gone.
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ghost has a set idea that his emotions (once he accepts that he does indeed have them) are the enemy. he avoids them like they're a plague, something harmful and dangerous, knowing that allowing himself to actually feel them will equal a punishment that he won't be able to handle. not again. it's easy to shove them into a box, lock away and throw the key in some unfathomable void in his mind, or so he thinks. the task force reignites them, acts as a catalyst to his tight control over his feelings; he gets desperate, believes that if he loses that grip, he will lose them. it's what life taught him - his mind is a prison, a poison to everyone around him.
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captain price doesn't need for anyone to feed his guilt complex. he's punished plenty, but it doesn't feed the notion that he's a bad man, that he deserves pain and suffering. on the outside he just takes it; it will seem like he's focused on revenge, or that he's indifferent, a cold and rational captain that accepts losses and knows that he has to get his hands dirty to keep the world clean, like the repeated rationalisation is for anyone's benefit but his. he'd go mad, otherwise, would turn into the very same people he hunts, but that's not all; somewhere deep inside, he likes this job. it goes beyond understanding that he's capable, good at it; stops somewhere in front of a sick satisfaction. he's guilty, yes, both for the unwanted deaths he had a hand in, the lives of soldiers extinguished because he wasn't good enough; but also for the fact that this is the way he is - someone who no matter what, will never change.
She's either the lesbian. The one that men can joke around with, dropping truly heinous jokes about women and expecting her to agree, as someone who likes the same sex. The lesbian, some of her coworkers look down upon because if she likes women, then she's capable of peering, or staring at someone's chest until the other woman flees in shame. The angry, mean lesbian from every 90s movie.
Or she's the blunt, abrupt coworker who befriended a man who took a nosedive off the edge. The one who was foolish enough to develop a relationship with a man, not work-friendly but teasing, beyond the parameters of their title, with a man who killed General Shepherd in his own office, in cold blood. She's a weak link in the chain. The typical woman who couldn't see the predator wolf beyond its fur.
It escapes her, the way Sarah views her.
A beautiful, intelligent, masterful woman. Capable of both logical thinking, which requires stepping back from the situation to look at the picture as a whole, and emotional comfort, the necessity of understanding what someone is feeling and reacting solely upon those conditions.
Someone who unconsciously sticks her tongue out between her lips when she's focused on something that requires hand-eye coordination. Like knitting, no matter how bad she may be at it, an endeavour she tried because she knew it held someone else's interest.
Someone phenomenal with children despite never wanting one of her own. Despite the stereotype that lesbians are all childless women, incapable of handling a baby thrust into their arms, Kate thrives with an infant who babbles at her and tugs her hair. She adores the nieces and nephews she gained through marriage; she dotes on them. No matter the circumstances, Kate is always willing to comfort a crying child in her arms, capable of understanding the emotional plight of a kid yet to discover the horrors that await in adulthood.
A woman who exudes beauty in her every state. When dressed for work, the picture of professionalism in an environment that is dominated by the majority of men. When she's at home, in old, worn sweats and desperate for a day of peace despite her reluctance to stay still and deprived of work. At her most tired, dolled up for a date night that will exhaust her just to show she cares, hair in an up-do and wearing make-up that Sarah will gently wipe away later.
An adoring partner, who takes every no as a full statement. whether ot be sex, or the mere touch of a hand across a lower back. Selfless in saying no to food or an activity that she so desperately craves because Sarah isn't in the mood that day. Willing to remove herself from the household, overstimulated and irritated, for fear she take it out on her wife.
A woman who offers everything she has to that which she cares for, that's who Kate is.
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