#ash (cod oc)

[thelovelymushroom]

I got bored so I decided to draw some Shadow Company characters :D

Jackrabbit (Shadow 4-2) by @tw1nkee28

Shadow 7-11 by @pampanope

Ashley by @mr-1-2-3-4

Easter (Olivia) by @thelovelymushroom

(Sorry for the tags)

[mr-1-2-3-4]

[RED] losing it because he can’t find Pixel

(If they didn’t find Pixel)

-Pixel traumatizing the soldiers in Konni safe house-

-[RED] at Shadow company base who got cornered by a pissed off 7-11-

7-11:so want to tell me where Pixel is?

[RED]:-screams like a child-

@kings-out-of-pocket-hell @pampanope @olibird

[r0ttenb0gb0dy]

sketches of all my shadow OC's plus graves for good measure i love him with all of my heart . ✨🥰

(can safely say before rex was around graves definitely had a fling with maverick but he would adamantly deny it at every turn 💀)

[phoenixx-gone-dark]

Here's your fluff you fuckin' animals. 1.69 k words of pure happines. You better get my ass out of gay baby jail I am an innocent man!!!!!

Sometimes, whenever Phoenix was feeling especially horrible, his brain provided him with something nice. Whether it be a warm feeling in his chest that had him smiling for no reason or a dream that wasn’t that same fucking nightmare, there was something. It wasn’t often and Phoenix could never predict it, but it was something.

Tonight was one of those nights. Phoenix had managed to pick himself up after hours of sobbing on the floor of his safe house. He destroyed the burner phone even further, taking out the SIM card and snapping it before dropping it on the floor. After stomping on them both enough for them to both be in pieces, he wiped a hand over his face and shuffled over to the cot in the corner of the room.

He flopped into the cot and stared forward at the wall, debating his life choices. 

God, he was stupid.

 But he was also exhausted, so the mental hate train would have to wait.

It didn’t take much longer for his eyes to flutter and his brain finally drifting off, not minding the fact that he was still fully dressed and had his shoes on. At least he’d be ready for his job in the morning. No need to waste time getting dressed, right?

The first thing that Phoenix noticed whenever he opened his eyes was that he wasn’t in the cabin anymore. The second thing was that was outside, a warm breeze running over him as he looked out to the setting sun.

It didn’t make sense. Why was he outside? How did he get there? Why was the sun setting when it was obviously just nighttime whenever he had laid down?

He jumped as a hand clapped onto his shoulder. Cedric stood next to him, looking out at the sunset with a small smile on his face. “What’cha up to out here, Menace? Thought you’d be ready by now.”

Phoenix turned and stared at him, eyes wide. This was…odd. What was Cedric doing here?

“Just enjoying the view, Ced. Somethin’ wrong with that?” Phoenix heard himself say.

Cedric laughed and shook his head. “Nah, nothin’ wrong w’it. ‘S just unlike you to not be causing trouble.”

All of the odd thoughts in Phoenix’s head slowly faded away, pushed to the back to be nothing but incoherent whispers. “”S pretty out here,” Phoenix said as he turned to look back at the sky, this time of his own volition.

“Damn right it is. But everyone’s waitin’ on ya, so you gotta hurry up. Plenty of sunsets for you to look at later.”

Phoenix rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Yeah, yeah. Lead the way, asshole.”

Cedric’s hand dropped from Phoenix’s shoulder and turned, walking away silently. Phoenix turned to follow suit, but stopped when he saw what was waiting for him.

He was standing in a field of flowers. Lots and lots of flowers. And…people. Lots and lots of people.

Okay, maybe not lots, but it felt like a lot. Every person that he could possibly think of was there, just a little ways away. All of them looked happy, peaceful.

“C’mon, Menace. Don’t tell me you’re getting cold feet now?” Cedric shouted, already halfway across the gap between Phoenix and everyone else. He was trampling over flowers, creating a path as he walked away.

“Obviously I’m not!” Phoenix called back, pushing himself into a light jog. He hated any kind of running, sure, but there was something about this that felt…different. “Just…thinking. That’s all.”

“Oh, god. ‘S never any good whenever you start thinking,” Cedric said, continuing to walk through the flowers.

“You’re such a dick,” Phoenix laughed as he followed. There was an odd sense of nervousness in his stomach, but he pushed it aside, replacing it with something warm and fuzzy. There was no reason for him to be scared and he knew it.

They walked together, Cedric making the path and Phoenix following. He strayed off a couple times, but found his way back every time.

It didn’t take all that much longer for them to reach everyone else, the sound of laughter filling Phoenix’s ears. He couldn’t help the smile that started to pull at his face or the way that he found himself stepping ahead of Cedric to see everyone else.

Jeanz, Garrison, Ghost, Soap, Lazarus, Lynx. Everyone that he cared about, everyone that he could think of. It felt like there were people missing, people that he hadn’t met yet, but he didn’t dwell on it too much. This was what he had at the moment, and he was damn happy with it.

“Nix! Was wondering where you were,” Jeanz shouted happily, waving. She was sitting on a large blanket spread over some flowers, making a sort of base for everyone to sit.

Phoenix felt his heart twist slightly and he stared at her for a second before the fuzzy feeling came back. “Hey, Jeanz,” he responded, sitting down next to her.

Cedric smiled at the both of them before settling down behind Jeanz, seemingly unbothered whenever she leaned back against him.

Phoenix looked around, taking in the sights. They were surrounded by flowers, tall and short. Lazarus seemed to be having the time of his life, picking samples and either putting them into a basket or trying to flatten them.

Soap was running around in the field, shouting happily and, at some points, trying to eat the flowers. Lynx was chasing after him, doing her best to get him to spit out anything that he put into his mouth.

Garrison and Ghost were sitting together, sharing a cigarette and some alcohol bottle that Phoenix couldn’t quite make out the label of. They seemed to notice him at the same time that he noticed them. Ghost nodded once and Garrison’s lips turned up into a smile.

Both of their faces were blurred, not quite right where the masks were pulled up, but Phoenix didn’t think anything of it. It was normal.

“Ah, so y’finally joined the party, hm?” Garrison said, leaning forward slightly.

Phoenix shrugged and stretched slightly. “I guess I did. I was just standing over there, though. Dunno what all the fuss is about. You guys could literally see me from here.”

“‘S the principal of it, Phoenix,” Ghost said simply.

Phoenix rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Whatever you say, Lieutenant.” He reached out and grabbed a roll from the giant picnic basket in the center of the blanket, shoving the soft bread into his mouth all at once and chewing quickly.

They all sat there, looking up at the sky, for what felt like forever. At some point, George had come over and laid down next to Phoenix, a flower crown between his budding antlers.

At another, Laz had come to sit behind him and start braiding flowers through his hair. “You’re the only one here other than Jeanz or Lynx with hair actually long enough t’do anythin’ with,” he explained. Phoenix just hummed, enjoying the physical attention.

Cedric looked over and shook Jeanz’s shoulder, causing her to open her eyes and look at him. “Wha is it, Ced?”

He nodded over to where Lazarus was already threading a flower together with a strand of Phoenix’s hair. “I wanna do that, but with your hair. If that’s okay.”

Jeans smiled and nodded. “Tha’s more than okay, Ced. C’mon, let’s get to it,” she said, sitting up and taking her hair out of its usual braid.

Lazarus started teaching Cedric how to do it, using Phoenix’s hair as a visual for him to work off of. After a couple tries, Cedric got the hang of it and started to do it himself, getting smiles and praises from Lazarus every time the taller man looked over.

It didn’t take too long for Phoenix’s hair to be completely filled with flowers of every color. Purple, yellow, red, blue. If there was a flower with that color, there was at least one in his hair somewhere. George tried to eat a couple, but Phoenix just guided him away to something else.

“Y’look like sum kinda fairy, Phoenix,” Garrison said.

Phoenix smirked and held his hands out, wiggling his fingers menacingly. “Yeah? Think I’m gonna whisk you away to faerie land so I can force you to dance and make merry for the rest of your life?”

Garrison snorted and shook his head. “Y’re crazy,” he said simply.

Phoenix just shrugged and scooted over, flopping his upper body onto Garrison’s lap. “Maybe, but you all put up with me anyway.”

Garrison let out an “oomph” and Ghost laughed quietly, shaking his head.

“Menace,” Cedric called out, still weaving flowers into Jeanz's hair. Lazarus was helping him now, but they still had a decent bit to get through.

“Asshole,” Phoenix called back.

He hummed from his spot on Garrison’s lap and looked out to the sky. It didn’t seem like the sun had moved an inch, but he didn’t think about it. It was normal. All of this was normal.

Eventually, Lynx managed to wrangle Soap out of the field and back to the blanket. She sat down next to Jeanz and Cedric, grabbing something to eat from the basket. Soap settled down next to Ghost, leaning against the masked man.

“I wanna get flowers in muh hair!” Soap said, perking up again.

“In a sec, MacTavish. Gotta finish Jeanz first,” Cedric said.

Soap pouted and crossed his arms over his chest, and Lazarus sighed. “C’mere, Tav. Should be quick.”

That wiped the pout straight off of Soap's face, the Scotsman scurrying over and settling down next to Lazarus, who had already started to pick some flowers to weave into Soap’s hair.

Phoenix smiled and closed his eyes, content to just…be.

That quiet, barely coherent part in the back of his mind knew that he wouldn’t remember this whenever he woke up in the morning. None of it would come back to him, no happy respite for him to cling onto.

He would, however, have a warm feeling to cling onto in the morning before the harsh realities set back in.

And he was okay with that.

[yi3248]

idea 1: lifting his mask like a bride's veil

(he is less than amused, 1 step closer to wrangle oc)

idea 2: peekaboo

[wendigonamecaller]

THINGS TO BE ON THE LOOKOUT FOR ON MY BLOG SOON! 6-1-24

-The rewrite of Deadly Kiss: I WILL be rewriting Deadly Kiss and revamping Asher's character, now that I have a better grasp on Alastor's character.

-Oc uploads: will be uploading info for Ivora, Karina and Kaz.

-A Hunger Games and Call of Duty crossover: buckle up buttercups this shit gets angsty! Will border on a DD:DNE! Will be a König x Oc fic.

Update ^: CHAPTERS ONE AND TWO ARE POSTED OVER ON @feral-fox-crypt (secondary blog for other fandoms.)

- Ink and Dealers: my first request! Alastor begins to familiarize himself with modern times and decides a... Piercing is just what he needs to begin! Alastor x overlord!reader. 18+!!!

- Chapter three of One More Hit: Ivora overdoses again and Alastor decides he's done letting the universe torture him, Vox runs into Ivy while gets some air from the hotel and insults her for still being devoted to Alastor. Still angsty, my loves.

As always, requests are open and so are writing commissions 💕

[the-whispers-of-death]

Adam. Butcher's legal name is Adam.

he does think theres a bit of irony in having a biblical name and being who he is

... which now makes me remember sylvesters deadname. but alas i am sparing those details for now. and consider yourself lucky cuz that name is heavily changed in diff languages djsbjssn (both spelling and pronounciation)

but yes. he doesnt try to hide the fact that his name is Adam. he never changed it legally to Butcher. too much hassle

he introduces himself as butcher, but wont try hiding the fact that yep. thats not his "real" name

sylvester does still exclusively call him butcher. hes the reason it stuck so hard, actually. a little teasing nickname that ended up becoming his actual identity. the kids probably know him as only butcher tho. theyve never seen his id, so they dont know any better

and i sure hope kali knows!!

idk which one i like more myself. butcher is basically muscle memory now.

ig you can think of adam as more of his middle name now. people call him that sometimes, and most people dont even know its there, but when explained it does make sense

I feel like Kali switches between Adam and Butcher, depending on if the kids are around or not. If it's just the two of them, Kali most likely calls Butcher by his real name.

Unless Butcher doesn't want him to, of course.

[ask-unit15]

-Ashley just stands there with a tray of freshly baked cookies-

Ashley-“which one are we talking about?”

mama's boy!

sighs

Yeah. I was.

I was a bit of a crybaby, too 😩

[thedovesaredying]

Sweet Temptations | Fae!Krueger x F!Witch Reader

Krueger has noticed someone new living in the cottage belonging to the old witch that used to live at the edge of the village. He's curious about the sweet little witch who has moved in and wants to keep her all to himself. Unforunately, there's a small, hairless demon getting in his way.

A/N: I'm working on other stuff, but I wanted to make something purely for my own enjoyment. Techincally it's an OC, but it's written in second person so it can be read as a Reader fic! Tagging @ghouljams because I've already rambled about my child to them 0w0 Also based on their

Warnings: None.

Masterlist: CoD Masterlist

Next

Krueger has walked the same path every day for decades. He lingers just on the edge of the village, not wanting to get too close to the other more territorial fae, but also not wanting to be too far from human civilisation. The woods are thick, but small trails weave their way through it and by now Krueger knows each path by heart. He used to take this path to meet with the strange witch that lived in a little cottage at the very edge of town, trading his finds for some sweet, honeyed milk.  

But the old woman has been gone for a while, leaving her ancient cottage to become overgrown with vines and the once natural garden to be choked with weeds and bordered by chest high grass. It’s a sorry state to be sure, wood slowly rotting and stone covered in thick layers of mold. Even the wards designed to keep out even the strongest of fair folk have started to wane and wither without the old woman’s religious maintenance of them.  

It’s unfortunate, really, as most younger witches are a little too nervous when it comes to making deals with the fae. He hasn’t had a nice, warm mug of his favourite beverage in years and he’s had no one to trade the pretty items he’s collected with. Sure, Nikto sometimes tolerates him long enough to swap some gold or a shiny gem or two, but it’s not the same as dealing with a witch or mortal man. Besides, the grumpy bastard has been too distracted by his little human pet to be bothered dealing with Krueger recently.  

He still checks the little house as he walks past in the morning, just to be sure the witch hasn’t magically arisen from the grave and returned to her usual place settled in the conservatory. No doubt that’s why he’s so quick to notice something is very different about the witch’s house. The old wards are still humming away, albeit softer and softer with each passing day, but something else clouds the invisible border around the property.  

It’s dark and cloying, enough to choke a lesser fae on the spot and likely to deter even some of the stronger among them. The air lingers with a thick scent of brimstone and ash, leaving a dry, dusty taste in his mouth the closer he gets. His eyes almost water with the burn of it, and he barely resists the urge to wipe at his face, as if it’s been covered with a layer of soot. His hood gives him little protection from it, not when the cause is something magic rather than physical.  

It irritates him that something or someone has decided to take over the area and somehow has managed to worm its way past the old witch’s wards to claim territory that very clearly does not belong to it. It isn’t exactly his problem anymore, but well, fae are possessive and Krueger is no different.  

The witch’s wards are soft and masterfully refined, flowing between his clawed fingers like strands of silk. A warm embrace of foreign magic that tingles against his skin and draws him slowly deeper, letting him sink into it like hot custard. But it’s stopped abruptly by a new layer of wards – if they can even be considered wards with how different they are to human magic – they burn, hotter than even Nikto’s fire, forcing him to retract his hand before it can be scalded.  

The sharp barrier seems to ripple for a moment in response to his touch, sharp and dangerous as it twitches and writhes angrily. He’s distracted from the magic, however, when he spots the tall grass before him start to part, allowing a small creature to pass through. The animal squints at him momentarily, before leaping from the ground and onto the thick stone wall separating the backyard from the woods.  

It would be a stretch to call the creature a cat, what with the way it lacks even a single strand of fur. It’s an ugly thing, with pink, wrinkly skin and eyes that are more like orbs of obsidian than anything a mortal animal would possess. They’re deep, like staring into the very abyss itself, and just as ominous in the way they silently rove over his form, scrutinising. It seems unimpressed with whatever it finds, eyelids drooping and a single lip curling as if disgusted.  

“What do you want, creature?” admittedly, Krueger is startled by the deep voice that comes from the cat. Unbothered, it continues, slowly as though speaking to a child “this territory has already been claimed.”  

A demon. Of course it has to be a damn demon.  

It will be difficult to deal with such a bothersome creature. Reaching an agreement with his fellow fae can be trouble enough, but a demon? Unbeholden to the need to at least tell the truth? Truly, perhaps the most irritating creature one can have the misfortune of having to deal with.  

“Why are you here, Dämon?” he growls, offering a disgusted scowl of his own. It’s hidden by his hood, but no doubt can be heard easily enough in his tone.  

The demon simply sits itself on the wall, leisurely raising a paw to lick. After a moment of lazy grooming, it finally says, “I do believe I asked first, it’s rather rude to ignore someone’s question.”  

“Just passing through,” which is true enough considering he had no plans of actually approaching the cottage until his spine prickled with discomfort, warning him of a nearby danger. “The owner and I have an arrangement,” he gestures at the somewhat crumbling house.  

Rolling its eyes as though already bored out of its mind the cat stands again, taking a moment to stretch out its back, “well, I suggest you mind your own business, fae. The new owner has no interest in dealing with those of your kind.” The demon opens its mouth to say something further, but the door leading to the conservatory suddenly slides open.  

“Fluff? You out here?” Your voice, soft as it may be, is easily carried over to them on the breeze. You scan the backyard, eyes easily finding Krueger’s large form and the smaller cat currently staring him down. You huff, hiking up the skirt of your dress and making the lengthy walk from the house and down the winding path to the back gate.  

Kreuger can’t help staring. You look like such a sweet thing, body soft enough for him to sink his teeth into and never let go. Your hair is scattered all over the place from the wind, but you pay it no mind, offering a beaming smile to the foul little demon now blinking at you in surprise. “What are you doing out here silly kitty? Are you making new friends?” you coo, scooping the creature up into your arms as though it couldn’t kill you on the spot.  

The demon’s face screws up and it hisses at Krueger from your arms, before nuzzling at the soft fabric of your dress, grumbling all the while. “Sorry,” you say, wincing slightly at Kreuger, “he doesn’t really like strangers.” As if that’s a good explanation for why you're cuddling an ugly ass cat demon.  

You start to shuffle your feet and Krueger is abruptly reminded that he hasn’t said a word to you, just stood there staring at you like a complete idiot. “Ah, no, I was just not expecting anyone to be here,” he tucks his hands into his pockets, idly thumbing at one of his gold coins, “I was a good friend of the woman who lived here.”  

You perk up at his words, eyes brightening at something he’s said and hugging the cat closer to your chest, “oh! That was my grandmother!” You chirp, almost bouncing on your heels in excitement, “she left the house to me in her will, so I’ve been trying to fix the place up and make it liveable again.” The cat squirms in your hold, forcing you to plop him down onto the grass below.  

“Ah,” Krueger says slowly, all of the pieces slowly falling into place, well, all except for the demon thing, “and what might your name be?” 

He holds out a hand for you to shake, but is instead met by an outraged hiss and only just moves his arm out of range in time to avoid the flurry of sharp claws swiping through the air. He can’t help glaring at the damn demon currently hissing and spitting at him, flicking its tongue at him like a bloody snake.  

Surprisingly, you still hold your hand out for him, but your eyes seem to have shifted from their brightness to something more subdued, cautious. “You can just call me Badb,” you offer, and it doesn’t have the same enlightening feeling as someone’s true name, but he supposes you must not be as naive as you seem. You give his hand a firm shake, effortlessly ignoring the sharp talon-like claws at the end of his own fingers.  

“A pleasure,” he shakes your hand back, feeling the lick of human magic press against his palm. You’re a witch, nowhere near as controlled or as refined as the old woman, but he can sense the potential power hiding within. “Can I expect you to continue your grandmother’s practice?” He asks, watching your eyebrows twitch slightly.  

It does draw a soft snort from you, however, and you nod your head, “one day,” you confirm, “though probably not for a while yet, I’m not that good.” Your flustered expression is rather cute, but he doesn’t have long to admire it, because almost as soon as he’s seen it you’re scooping up the cat and bidding him a quick farewell, saying something about having work to do. The demon stares at him from over your shoulder, glaring at him in clear distaste. 

Nasty lying creature.  

He’s definitely going to need to dig into this a little deeper. A little baby witch? So sweet and soft and perfect for holding between his claws? He wants to gnaw on your bones and squeeze the plushness of your thighs. He wants to settle atop the fireplace with a full belly while you play at making your silly potions and funny human spells.  

He just needs to get rid of that damn cat first.  

[secretlysimpash]

⚠️⚠️this is an 18+ blog, so MDNI + please have an age in bio!! (basic DNI criteria applies too) will not interact with blogs with no age in bio⚠️⚠️

🧡ash, 27, they/she

🧡mostly cod x reader, some monsters x reader eventually (and I mostly write fem and gn readers)

🧡my favorite cod charas: TF141 (can't choose just one, love all of ‘em), Graves, Valeria, Nikto, and König

🧡i follow from gastlyash

❤🧡💛 I appreciate every single nice comment and tag, they genuinely make me so happy!!💛🧡❤

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[Masterlist under the read more]

[will update with time]

Content Key:  🔞-smut 🥰-fluff 🐾-hybrid/shifter 👑-royal au 💔-angst  🪢-omegaverse 🎲-misc

🏷Price🏷

Nervous About First Time and Price's Solution 🔞

Home For Christmas 🥰

Price’s Wife w/ The Boys 🥰

Alpha!Price helps pregnant Omega!Reader 🪢🥰

Take A Seat 🔞

🧢Gaz🧢

Soft Moments, Important Questions 🥰

Knight!Gaz and Princess!Reader 🔞👑

Gaz Has Roommates, Whoops 🎲🔞

🧼Soap🧼

Christmas Surprise 🥰

Prone Bone 🔞

Princess! Reader Knighting Knight! Johnny 👑

Shifter Neighbor!Soap 🐾🔞

Sundress Szn 🔞

One Bed but not really 🥰

💀Ghost💀

Soft Ghost Thoughts/Loving Simon 🥰

Simon At Christmas 🥰

Simon Loves Seeing You Comfy 🔞🥰

Arcade Date 🥰

Mate At First Sight/Scent 🔞🪢

God of Death Simon 🎲

Short Ghost Thing-a workout 🔞

♠️Graves♠️

Never Just "One Night" 🔞

On His Knees For You 🔞

Don’t Mess With His Kid 🎲

Graves w/ sick reader 🥰

Ropes w/ Graves 🔞

🤠Alejandro🤠

Weird Mountain Lion 🐾

🤴König🤴

Shifter!König but he’s uh… 🐾

Relying on König 🔞

Octo-Monster Hybrid 🐾🔞

Octo-Konig on Valentines Day 🐾🔞

Octo-Konig x freak scientist reader 🐾🔞

Anxiety HCs 🎲

🚁Nikolai🚁

Cat Dad Nikolai 🥰

Nikto

He's Comfortable With Your Touch 🥰

Sputnik 🎲

🦂Valeria🦂

Punishment 🔞

👥Multiple👥

Hybrid/Shifter 141+ Graves & the reader wanting to sleep in 🐾

Hybrid 141 “In Season” 🔞🐾

Goofy HCs, 141 Edition 🎲

Goofy HCs 2 (Alex, Farah, Laswell, and Nikolai Edition) 🎲

Calling 141 + Graves By Their Rank 🔞

Poly 141 On New Years 🥰

COD Guys + Helping Their S/O On Their Period 🥰

141 + Words of Affirmation 🥰

PriceNik x Reader-3 way call 🔞

141 + Sick Reader 🥰

Werewolf!141 scenting reader 🎲🔞

141 x reader short scenarios 🔞

Mate At First Sight pt 2 (Ghost x Reader x Soap x Gaz) 🔞🪢

Hybrids In Spring, Non-Horny Edition🐾🎲

You Have A Big Dog 🥰

Big Guy Cuddles (Konig and Ghost) 🥰🔞

Fathers Day with 141🥰

🌕Werewolf🌕

Werewolf Bf (Milo) Helps After a Long Day 🔞

Werewolf Bf (Milo) and his human gf (Sav) Snippet 🥰

Werewolf Bf (Milo) And The Missing Clothes 🥰🔞

🦋Mothman🦋

Mothman's Fictional Crush 🥰

👽Alien👽

Alien mate + pet names 🥰

🧛Vampire🧛

vampire x human meme 🎲

💫[Original Works]💫 Unnamed Werewolf Story: Ch. 2 preview, snippet 2: god (apprentice) gone wild, snippet 3: brotherly love txts, vampire x human: cold hands

🎨My Art🎨 (mostly OCS and cod shit)

!!DIVIDER CREDITS!!

Warning Banners by arminsumi

Monsterfucker ones by tsunami-of-tears

[thelovelymushroom]

Easter: "Sometimes blood families suck ass..."

Easter: "But that just makes formed families even better."

Some characters by @mr-1-2-3-4 and @tw1nkee28

[mr-1-2-3-4]

Fun fact Pixel’s dad has been dead since Pixel was 10, he just doesn’t know sadly

[daveyscheezitz]

♤My personal David HCs♤

And Angel ofc

- He's 6'7ft or 200cm

- His mother was Peruvian while Gabe was American.

- Although he looks a lot like his father, most of his physique came from his mother's side.

- His eyes are a hazel, but depending on the light, his eye color looks like it changes to either green or brown.

- When they were really young, both David and Asher thought he had super powers other than his shifting until Gabe told them the truth.

- His great grandfather (moms side) was Samoan, but his genes skipped a couple of generations until they reached David, making him turn out huge.

- He's surpassed both Asher and Gabe in height.

- He has a small scar over his lip. He fell off a tree face first.

- A lot of people try to flirt with him while on the job, but he ignores them. Asher likes stepping in and pretending he's David's boyfriend until the person leaves.

- "Another relationship saved, don't ya think David?" "Shut up, Ash."

- Him and Asher have a "Wolverine & Deadpool" friendship.

- Unironically listens to kpop girl groups from time to time. Especially Twice and Red Velvet.

- Will take it to the grave before anyone finds out, especially Asher and Angel.

-They know but they want to catch him in the act.

- He genuinely enjoys musicals. His favorites are Hairspray and Epic.

- Loves playing video games and is definitely the type to scream at a game yet continue playing it. *ahem* Overwatch & COD

- If Angel likes Legos, he'll tell them not to waste so much money on those things ... then proceeds to buy them the Colosseum ... and a set of small flowers.

- He's rich >:]

- He drives a F250 but has a 1990 corvette that him and his dad fixed up in the garage. It was his first car and a way for Gabe to teach him how to fix a car.

- Phonk & Rock>>

- Has black hair and a couple gray hairs (We love silver foxes)

- He has bright gold eyes in his wolf form, but his fur is completely black

- Although they've been together 6 years, The mall wasn't the first place they've seen each other. While Angel was in their last year of college, one of the pack members was in the cheer squad and they came to support her while Angel was in (band dance cheer wtv u want) that was the first time they saw each other but other than a comment from Asher that Angel was cute, they didn't actually talk.

- He's actually really good at dancing but doesn't like to do it. The only reason he'll dance is if Angel begs him, and even at that, it's only limited to slow dancing.

•These next Hcs are about mostly my Angel OC so if you're not interested you can skip these•

- Angel was raised in a wealthy family and owns a ranch that their father tends to. All future Solstice parties hosted by David and Angel take place there due to the large house and even bigger land area. (As long as they don't eat the animals)

- (i refuse to believe Angel and Babee are useless) Angel and Babee both are childhood friends who served in the military together. Angel is a sergeant with good sniper skills and Babee was a demolitionist.

- Angel owns quite a few dogs. Most are herding dogs for the animals in her ranch, but 2 of them are her pets. A Rottweiler and a Chihuahua that David gets jealous of sometimes.

•Okay done•

- (This 1 is quite sad. Tw: mentions of death) David is fluent in spanish because Gabe didn't want him to forget about his Peruvian heritage after his mom passed away, so while he was young, he did his best to take David to Peruvian style restaurant and events. Gabe even traveled all the way to Peru so David could visit his grandparents, who he adored.

- Loves spicy food.

- His favorite dog breed is a Caucasian Shepard or a Calupoh.

- His love languages are Acts of Service or Gift giving.

- After he proposed to Angel or after they were married, if anyone tried flirting with him, he would flash is wedding ring before silently walking away.

- Angel is not allowed to cook, and if they are, it's either to make noodles. Their ramen is so good, even beating David's.

- David's name on Angels phone is "Pookie Wookie 🐺" Angels' name of David's phone is their actual name. ex. "Alex," "Jackson," "Monica," but Angel changed it to "Beautiful Gorgeous🧍" He didn't care enough to change it.

- He got so jealous of the name Asher put for his number on Angels phone "Ashy Baby," but Angel was the one he punished (no walking for you tmr)

I got no more tysm <3

[gomzdrawfr]

want to join the fandom cause it seems fun seeing fanarts and you and others interacting but I don't know how...and with the whole ai thing im scared...

my advice: just do it

really! sometimes all you really need is a leap of faith, and that was exactly how I dropped into the cod fandom. When I joined the ghoap discord server I talked to one of the artist I really like and respected from my lurking time (hi @bressynonym) aaaand the rest is history

I didnt know how to draw properly, nor digitally, all I did was scribbling on OneNote (yeah!) and rambled about cod characters, it is daunting and it is scary to interact but after a while? you may just be able to find someone to brainrot together with

start small, like commenting, reblogging, talking, chatting- doesn't have to be towards artist/writers, it could be the art/fic enjoyers!

you need to put yourself out there if you want something

as to if you want to start in the fandom as a creator, here's some more tips (which are all based on my experience, I am no pro at doing this, hell Im still learning myself, and I am by no means speaking these on behalf on others!)

establish a goal: what are you making? fandom based? original creations?

as with starting new, everything may take a while for stuff to happen, you'll feel like you're speaking to the void at times (esp with original arts, but do know that your stuff do get perceive by others as time goes, I would advise to draw fandom stuff as a beginning to get that boost going if you want! or else it's going to be quite hard to get things rolling)

imo this is hardest part of any new creator, you'll have to bear with it and try not to give up (but I understand how incredibly demotivating it could get, there were times when I stopped posting about Raven entirely, but eventually I post it anyway cuz surely someone out there will like them, it just takes a lot of patiences and perseverance)

btw, engagement can also vary from time to time, you may be booming for a bit, then suddenly you dont, it is a cycle that will bound to happen

take rest regularly, and I mean a break from social media because numbers, discourse and everything can get to you, very quickly (I cannot emphasise this enough)

the numbers are not worth it over your mental health (comes with practice to really solidify this thought)

study the algorithm (pain): see what other creators are doing to get where they are, what tags are they using in their post? what features/niche do people like?(this is, if you really want to grab some form of engagement, bcuz reminder in the end you are creating art for yourself first!)

example: I think posts would get more reach if you tag it with the ship name first, followed by the characters' name (doesn't work all the time tho)

that's the thing about algorithm, it is ever-changing, and you'll have to learn to adapt with it when it does!

expanding on that, studying algorithm could be about ships (for example, ghostsoap is most popular in the fandom), or really good rendered art/flashed out fic that leaves your jaw on the floor, or ships that gets lesser attention in general which puts you, who make content about them, easier to be brought into the light (like Faralex)

bUT, it can also be personality!

(again, not saying this is meant for everyone and strictly from my own experience + what I observe) for me, I made up the lack of my art by establishing a personality: a wild panda who yaps about price and their oc and also kinda everywhere in the place (just like this post LOL), OR you're the person who named themselves after Soap's ash particle number OR you're the one who likes bottom Ghost- literally anything goes, you want to make an impression in different ways, some more funny/goofier than others but it works (be mindful and stay respectful tho, dont wanna be the asshole in the fandom now do ya?)

efforts ≠ engagement (not all the time, but most time) and this is a fact. Sometimes, you can't expect a piece you did for 10+ hours to get thousands views and likes, especially in a fandom space. You need to understand algorithm is that wonky. (very disheartening, but again, you make the art for you and the few others who genuinely likes them, and those people can go a long way) be mentally prepared for such events, and try not to beat yourself up too much for it

ultimately tho, do it, do it scared but do it anyways and again, draw the things that bring you joy, I hope these could be helpful in some ways!

[sxpphotales]

introduction

Yo. My name is Cain / Ash / Gemini / Alipede. I don’t care what you call me ngl. You can even call me Sappho based off of my username. Suit yourself. I use any pronouns too so no stress on wtv you call me. I’m aroaceflux / demiace (?) with a heavy fem lean. However, I do feel attraction to certain men. I am an author and a reader. You will see me reblogging any type of post about my beautiful wives and occasional husband.

My requests are open any day because I’m generally unemployed. The only rules really are don’t be impolite or rush me (cause i write on tumblr for fun, not genuine commissions), don’t request nsfw (cause i don’t feel comfortable writing it), and don’t be a creep to me. Done? Yeah. My DNI list is pretty tame ngl. Idc if you jokingly insult me every now and then, just don’t make it serious. And preferably no zoophiles, pedophiles, or any of the weird sorts around here, yeah? I want a safe space. This is a oc / cc x reader only zone. I will write cc x cc content in another blog if I want to.

Some of the fandoms I’m in: Haikyuu, Demon slayer, Genshin impact, Honkai star rail (barely), Squid game, COD (mainly MW2 but I’m watching other gameplays too I swear), Harry Potter golden trio, The Outsiders, Supernatural, Kpop demon hunters, Daily dose of sunshine, Resident Evil (I know all of the games and watching gameplays soon), Brooklyn 99, Killer peter, Love and Deepspace, Alien stage, etc. Just ask me.

Some of my beloved wives (and the men too ig): Valeria Garza, Kate Laswell, Ada Wong, Carlos Oliveira, Laufey, Marilyn Monroe, Hedy Lamarr, Lady Dimitrescu, Uriel, Elle Fanning, Anya Taylor Joy, Shuri Von Neuschwanstein, Kaeya, Soap, Horangi, Mother Miranda, Cho Hyun ju, Kang Sae byeok, Cho Sang woo, Hwang In ho, Kim Seo wan, Regina George, Cherry Valance, Neuvillette, LADS MC, Zayne, Arthur Morgan, Park Min su, Robin, Ningguang, Don Quixote, Meursault, Hua Cheng, Mira, Lee Byung hun, etc. (way too much 😭)

Some of my kins: Jake Peralta, Red Velvet Cookie, Todoroki Touya, Till, Sigma, Atsumu Miya, Topaz, Ji young, Alipede / Johan, Dean Winchester, Jang Bong hwan, Ryu su yeol, Song yu chan, Dong go yoon, Caleb, my own ocs, Kang Dae ho, Alexander Hamilton, Fred Weasley, Tao, Tony Stark, Mira Kano, Karube, Rody Lamoree, Riddle Rosehearts, Ibara Saegusa, Wanderer, Childe, Kirishima Ejiro, Rengoku Kyojuro, etc (again, way too much).

Requests are, once again, always open. Don’t be afraid that I’ll bite you. I’ll reblog my current list of upcoming fics / headcanons / posts every once in a while, so please check that out if you’re interested.

I might do some canon character x original character content every now and then because well I have a LOT of characters I like. If you wanna keep updated on that, I suggest reaching me out on Wattpad.

I have three accounts. One main, one side, and one for my oc x reader content. I also have another tumblr where people can request from my most recent fic IMPACTO original male characters x reader. I also have AO3 but I haven’t done anything to it. Request anywhere and say anything. I don’t mind. Feel free to contact me there. Overall, that’s it. Thanks gang. Hope to see some requests. Remember, I take both female and male requests. I just write female a LOT more because I’m a gooner. But I like writing male cc x reader too.

if you wanna be on a tag list for certain fandoms or characters, js dm me. i’ll usually respond and add you immediately.

[deeptrashwitch]

🍃MASTERLIST🍃

Specters/Team Charlie

🍃Bios🍃

Alicia "Origin" Marchant

Luke "Harlem" Michaelis

Jackson "Doc" Blackwell

Edward "Eager" Jackson

Noah "Cobalto" García

Elijah "Delta" Wilson

Nicholas "Clover" Fowlett

Marcus "Poison" Lombardi

Elliot "Pride" Stevens

Alexander "Hawk" Christensen

Francis "Viper" Scott

🍃The Beggining 🍃

Part: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12

🍃OC Ask Game🍃

Ask Game

🍃Archives and Extras🍃

Operation Firewall (2016)

Operation Sand Palace (2013)

Operation Ironfist (2011)

Task Force 267

Wraith

Rejected names/soldiers

How they look?

Liù Xiao Chen (A.K.A Golden Empress)

Martínez Family

Random facts about the team

Major Oliver "Deepwater" Reyes

Retired Captain William "Artemis" McAllister

⚖️A Haunting Past⚖️

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

🗃️COD: BOCW🗃️

Professor Charles "Charlie" Moore

A Hidden True Heart

✨Secondary timeline✨

Samantha "Sam" Cohen

David "Bonnie" Cooper

Irene "Flare" Sayre

Jayden/Cassandra "Cold heart" Fisher

👑Ashes of freedom 👑

Chapter 1: The Past Collides

Chapter 2: Inside The Earth

Chapter 3: About magic and vows

Chapter 4: The honors of a new era

Chapter 5: The king arise