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I'm sorry everyone, but it seems that I'm gonna have to put my writing off for a couple days, as I've got an eye infection going rn :/

One of my eyes is swollen shut, along with some other symptoms it's safe to say that I've seen better days. So yeah, gonna need a bit to recover before I continue working on my wips.

Hope you're all safe and sound, and that Easter has been good to you all❤

Happy (early) easter everyone!

I am still alive and writing, just a bit busy the past days. I've been in the progress of adopting a cat while writing some emotionally heavy story requests and working on some side stuff to post on here. ;)

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Happy (early) easter everyone!

I am still alive and writing, just a bit busy the past days. I've been in the progress of adopting a cat while writing some emotionally heavy story requests and working on some side stuff to post on here. ;)

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Let's show some love to our newest member in the writing community, everyone!❤

Hello my fellow readers from darkness, I know y'all are waiting for my next work to come out

Don't worry I didn't forget, just busy in rl and work, but Im here to show the other blogs that are grate as well and suggest you read them as well

@demilitarised-zone

They do Raindow six siege base blog, but I have to admit I liked the way they write, give me bit of coragement to make my own blog, all be it give them time to finish what they have but the wait is worth it to read

@a-reader-and-a-writer

They cool! And give me insperation to make the Al Ghul!sister thing after the first request I make from them on my main blog, their writing is to my opinion is reading something from a short novel, recommend to read on their list

@yes-i-write-fanfiction

Their writing is uneqe as it liked reading on someone opinion, and I liked some of their reblogs as well

@the-broken-truth

Script, hc, and imagine!? Well here this writer that have it all, and I honestly liked their imagine and script as it's very cool how they put the imagine in to make a reader think

@growingupgerudo

They are not a writing blog but I suggest to read some of their page of their comic as it base on a au if Link raised by garudos, you can also see their comic in WebToons as well

@honeyloversblog

Slow on post but wait is worth it as they put in some work in their work, good in both yandere and non yandere post and writing style is quite lax and nice to read

@smallraindrops-blog

They are new to what I see and seem to be a starter but I liked how they write on the game of Hades and suggest to read some of their post as it pretty good

@multi-fandom-imagine

They are good of their imagine, suggest reading some of their works as they are easy on the eyes on reading and alos make you want more, but please respect their rules and timing

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Okay, remember the resident evil thing mixed in, now this time Finka, Tanchanka,Buck, and Glaz, meeting an none infected child reader?

Tachanka

• The one whose very existence is proof enough that if something can kill you, it will at least try to.

• His heart softens at the sight of a child cowering amidst nests, but the leader and seasoned soldier must proceed with caution.

• His voice is gentle as he speaks "stay" with a flat palm before him. An international language he's used quite often whilst keeping a safe distance.

• Some callouts via intercom, he's talking to his teammates yet never averts his eyes from the you. They don't bore nor judge, but rather seem to search for something.

• Making sure no threats are around he kneels down and tries to coax you into telling him what happened.

• It'll be mostly two word questions, yet that soft tone only leaves his voice when talking into his intercom. He pays their confused voices no mind as he assures you whilst being an advocate for taking you to REACT medics.

• They're soldiers, placed an oath to protect the innocent and he'll make sure to keep his word.

Buck

• Tachanka's way of approaching the situation differs some from Buck's; he's calculating, frowning that one's course of action should not be influenced by emotions. Tachanka claims it isn't but Buck takes his words with a grain of salt.

• He proposes the possibility of an infection despite the supposed proof. Won't say it directly, but he considers the team's safety above all and so his eyes never leave you, nor does the grip on his rifle ease.

• He'll say his piece, but in the end, sighs and lets Tachanka contact the HQ for orders on how to proceed. Buck will look to the others to see their reactions and gage their opinions, while also asking Finka to perform a quick health check on you.

• Don't misunderstand him. He doesn't take joy in being sceptical; one must be wary of anyone and anything, lest they risk more than they realise. He'd know.

• Despite everything he won't argue against decisions made by the HQ and further ensures your personal safety with the same dedication he portrays in hostage situations.

Finka

• She tries to mediate between Tachanka and Buck, considering both their opinions, formed by years of combat, to be valuable. Finka respects both.

• Upon Buck's request she'll nod and slowly moves towards you, stopping when you flinch at her approach. She kneels and offers you a hand with a smile underneath the gas mask.

• She won't hurt you, she says, nevermind the two men arguing back and forth. You're safe now and they'll make sure it stays that way.

• Her touch is soft as she lets you trust her at your own pace, rolling up a sleeve here, shining a light into your eye there, putting some bandaid on your scratches.

• A pat on the head with a "well done", before she moves to Tachanka and Buck, a bit further away. There she'll inform them of no major injuries, no cuts, bites or other wounds that would imply an infection.

• Ash's voice rings in their channel as they speak, ordering them to escort the child to the Pioneer where medical staff is already waiting. Buck sighs before moving to take the lead.

• Finka then returns to you and offers a hand to hold unto as she does her best to further assure you - the other takes hold of her pistol as rhe squad makes their way to the extraction point.

Glaz

• The one who watches his team discuss the issue without adding himself to the conversation.

• It does tug on his heart strings to see the poor thing, frightened and anxious, but he preferred to stick to the orders they've got.

• He really only weighs in when the discussion borders on an argument. He speaks calm and clear, says that they should all take a step back and reconsider; besides, they're scaring you with their behaviour. (He noted every flinch and shiver of yours, how you cowered back into a corner at their rise in tone.)

• He watches Finka for a moment and admires how quickly she switches from her calculated professionalism to a warmer, informal one.

• In the end, he settles for what he knows best: Keeping an eye out for any danger that might backstab them. Glaz prefers to keep some distance to the spectacle.

• It won't be in the hot zone, nor in the helicopter ride back that you get to see more of him than those mellow blues framed by camouflage, staring into the distance.

• Instead, it'll be the moment he passes the medbay after everyone got back safe and sound, where he'll stop upon seeing you much cleaner and with treated wounds.

• Not much of a talker when he comments how brave you are - Ash finds herself rather surprised at seeing you two sitting on a hospital bed, upon which he lets you draw away in a sketch book of his, proudly nodding at whatever you show him.

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if you write fanfic and we’re mutuals just assume i consider you a celebrity thank u and goodnight

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Hope you’re having a great day!

I am, and I hope you are too❤

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how does Thermite act with a woman operator (rather shy/discreet) who interests him? thanks for ur work xx

Thank you for the request! I'm sorry it took so long, but I ended up wanting to perfect this story as much as I could, then I got stuck at the ending. Luckily my dear friend @inkerdinker came through and helped me. So special thanks to one of the best artists I know here on Tumblr!❤

Thermite is often described as an 'evil mastermind', someone just as loud and fiery as his exothermic charges. Which is exactly why Hibana had to stifle a snort when he looked just like a scolded schoolboy sat before his principal; eyes cast to the ground in an open refusal to meet hers, or perhaps he was just too abashed to. There was something so... Odd about seeing this well known and respected operator, a specialist on his field like no other, so utterly disarmed. Kinda cute, almost. (Not that she'd ever admit that though.)

There's innocence in love is what she believed, and now bore witness to, as the soldier who taught her about combat and warfare struggled to talk to a woman. It's... Pitiful, to say the least. How he struggles to find the right words in a voice that drops to a baritone as he tries to keep it steady, thinks it makes him seem more confident. He believes he's playing it cool, leaning against that wall, yet his eyes never leave her. Even when she turned away, when her eyes wavered and his never did. The intensity of his stare makes her shy away even more, but he can't help it, the way his eyes stick to her whenever she passes by, whenever he hears her voice from across the room. Perhaps she won't even notice how he looks at her like no other woman existed. She probably won't even notice how he's flirting with her, because he does it all the time, tries to read into her cues and dance at her pace when it's clear just how frustrated he's getting with himself.

There's this... Fear of his that she'll be bound to some other guy before he even mustered up the courage to open about his feelings. Thermite knows he's not the only one she draws the attention of: The stares she gets that ignite his reflexes to punch a whole in the wall, the obvious flirting and invites to the nearby cafè that they promise to pay for- It gets to him. But he's not someone to want to restrict her in any way either, doesn't have the right to.

"So... Let me get this straight.", Hibana looks at him with a smirk edging at her lip corners, "You've been flirting with her basically non-stop. You're frustrated with yourself that you haven't asked her out yet, and you're absolutely, hopelessly in love."

A nod. Blows some air, rubs his neck.

"And you think she's into it, but you're not 100 percent sure. Well, what's keeping you from asking her out then? It's simple. She can say yes or no, and if it's not a clear yes, it's a no."

Thermite huffs.

"That's the thing. It's not that simple. We're like polar opposites. What if she's just polite and I've made a fool of myself this whole time? She's got plenty of choices here, that's for sure."

"Which is exactly why you gotta make a move," Hibana's head shook ever so disapprovingly, "or else you'll miss your chance and hole yourself up in your lab, sulking and burning your hands even more than usual, and Ash will get annoyed again and-", she gasped for air, ready to continue her tirade until Thermite's hands rose in defence.

"Okay, okay. I get it. I'll ask her. As you said, she can say either yes or no. Or maybe she'll take a good look at me, grimace and say 'ew, why would I'-", a smack followed by an "ouch!" that had passerby's raise eyebrows.

"Alright everyone, that's it. Any questions? Ask now or regret later."

Jordan let his eyes wander over every single operator before him, watching their determined gazes and ready stances. A tiring debriefing it had been, robbed him of more sleep that he hoped his face showed. Always the dependable one, wasn't he? A leader as confident as him needs but a nod to signal the others to go and prepare for the upcoming mission. Boots shuffled, murmurs carried out the door that he waited at.

"Sorry to keep you", hand gently laid on her shoulder when it really wanted to squeeze tight for she felt hot to the touch, as if daring him to reach out to her again.

Where was that confidence now, oh big leader?

"I don't mean to keep you long." Shoulders rolled back and straight as a pole did he put on his most award selling, most casual yet charming smirk - somewhere behind his eyes he saw Yumiko giving him a thumbs up. "But I was just wondering if you'd like to go out once all of this is over?"

He lets his words sit, carefully watches her expression. "You don't have to answer now, of course." See if that chance paid off.

A sigh he'd been holding for way too long left him after she went off to her duty. One full of relief as he combed his hair, eyes wandering in the cold debriefing room; so cold it must've been that he seemed to sweat bullets, pulling at the collar of his shirt for some fresh air, trying to get that gear in his chest to stop rattling so.

"See? I told you she'd say yes", a voice rung behind him, smug yet proud all the same. Hibana patted him on the shoulder in blissful ignorance at his wide eyes.

"Yumiko? Have you been listening to us?",a giggle had his head turn towards the door, "Oh c'mon. Not you too, Grace."

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Okay one last option ask

What is their bonding moment between Lion and sister!mc?

And would he be supprise when he found out that she too liked Punk/metal?

Lion takes pride in knowing the people close to him in and out, so if his sister were to enjoy the same hobbies as him, he'd know for sure. Which also ties into the theme of bonding moments, cause for him, every moment is a bonding moment. His work leaves him with little time for family and friends, so he does his best to make the most out of even the smallest moments. He'd tell his sister to always reach out if she needs to, doing his best to keep his phone near him so that he'll be there for her es much as he can be.

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Well in that case my rant was unjustified, except for the part where Smoke's got a daughter. They did all this work to make him seem like an extroverted, loving comrade and father and now... Whatever this is.

Though I also don't get this AU thing, but that's just my personal thing.

But also: Apparently they made Pulse bisexual? Through a tweet? Really Ubi, a tweet?

I'd like to think that I speak for a vast majority of the fandom when I say that we are indeed very happy and grateful for the diversity Siege gives us, but... It ain't diversity to pull a J.K.Rowling and spontanously make a character LGBTQ+ just cause it fits your mood, when there hasn't been any mention of it prior. I hate to be that person, but it just feels lazy. Lazy and artificial. Ubi has all the tools available, why not use em?

(And don't get me started on that Caveira charm thing in the BattlePass...)

So... I have a rant to rant.

Me being the completionist I've always been I've been thoroughly playing R6S Extraction and reading every last bit of story, lore or explanation the game gives ya.

One particular part reads about the Pioneer being made more family friendly and possibly soon accommodating family members of specialists. And like. Pulse and Hibana have a daughter?

Now, I did spend all of last year in total and utter (blissful) ignorance about what Ubi is messing up this time what's been happening in Siege.

But. Dude.

Pulse has a kid (and Smoke too, now that I think of it) and still chose to leave Rainbow for Nighthaven? I am confusion. My mans out here having a whole ass daughter AND currently fights a goddamn science fiction-esque alien virus outbreak, but complains about "tHe SpArK bEiNg LoSt".

Hate to break it to ya, but if a frickin end of the world apocalypse can't bring you "your spark back" I really fuckin doubt Nighthaven will. Or anything, for that matter.

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So... I have a rant to rant.

Me being the completionist I've always been I've been thoroughly playing R6S Extraction and reading every last bit of story, lore or explanation the game gives ya.

One particular part reads about the Pioneer being made more family friendly and possibly soon accommodating family members of specialists. And like. Pulse and Hibana have a daughter?

Now, I did spend all of last year in total and utter (blissful) ignorance about what Ubi is messing up this time what's been happening in Siege.

But. Dude.

Pulse has a kid (and Smoke too, now that I think of it) and still chose to leave Rainbow for Nighthaven? I am confusion. My mans out here having a whole ass daughter AND currently fights a goddamn science fiction-esque alien virus outbreak, but complains about "tHe SpArK bEiNg LoSt".

Hate to break it to ya, but if a frickin end of the world apocalypse can't bring you "your spark back" I really fuckin doubt Nighthaven will. Or anything, for that matter.

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Hello, I know that Request are closed but I wanna asked how protective is Lion is with his young autistic sister?

I member one ask I made, just an opinion, you can also ignore this if you like

Have a good day

Don't worry, I always love answering any questions you may have!

And I remember that request very well. I had a lot of fun writing it :)

To answer your question:

Very. Lion's family is small, so he's bent on protecting it. Most people wouldn't imagine him to be as caring as he proves to be with his sister; his voice softens when he talks to her, knowing well just how loud and imposing his vocals can be, wouldn't want to scare her. He will hide it in front of her how deep his voice can go and how icy his glare when someone makes rude remarks about her autism. Really, he just wants her to see him as a rock to lean on.

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Hiii saw your requests Open, im the same anon of poly jackal and cap So I was thinking, jackal and goyo with a latina!reader hcs?, Like what stuff do they have in common or about who they bitch about in spanish?,would they try traditional drinks or food?(If anything doesnt comes to mind i recommend to look it up!, south american culture is really diverse!)

Thank you for the wonderful request, I hope you enjoy your scoop of poly fluff!

• If you're looking for someone to gossip with, Jackal is always the best choice. His nightly strolls through the base allow him to catch rumors, phone talks, actions even, that others wouldn't even know of. Loves to gossip, even if that serious demeanor doesn't let on just how much.

• If you find yourself hungry, then Goyo is just the man for you! Years of wandering around Peru's jungles honed his skills to fix up tasty meals with little ingredients, so when this man got access to a full on kitchen it had his heart beat faster.

• The two are quite different in general, each preferring their own favourite activities, so it isn't too often the three of you spend time together (though you do eat together whenever you can, a sentiment the men insisted on). There's one exception though, and that is holidays! Because what better way to bond than to share one's own favourite holidays with the people you love, right?

• While Jackal often seems a bit underwhelmed by everything going on around him, don't worry: It's just the tiredness. Goyo however is like a child on christmas eve when the streets are full of cheering, celebrating people. He jokes how it's like a jungle too, and that's why he can navigate so flawlessly in crowds.

• When it comes to presents they join efforts. You can tell who did what by how scrunched the wrapping is and how messy of a handwriting the cards display, because Jackal hates gift wrapping, but Goyo simply has the better gift ideas. So they split work. (You may wanna tell them to tone down on the sheer amount of gifts though, as well as a couple roses being enough instead of an enormous bouquet that takes up a whole table.)

• They just love giving gifts. Jackal didn't think much of material possessions at first, but with Goyo he quickly realised that sending the occasional something to your office is a great way of proving his love when he's continents away.

•Generally speaking, their love languages differ quite a bit. Whereas Jackal is often too far away for reach, he still somehow finds ways to sneak affections to you. Be it a letter purposefully hidden inside the book you're currently reading, a message conveyed by Valkyrie that he's told her over intercom, or a simple flower delivery he's booked weeks in advance.

• Goyo is more of a physically affectionate guy. His words aren't as carefully phrased and poetic as Jackal's, but he'll wrap you in a blanket and fixes a nice and warm cocoa tea for you at the bat of your eyelash. Lots of little touches on hands, arms and the occasional head pat, as well as little kisses that'll have you scrubbing off camouflage paint after.

• One thing they do have in common though is how intently they listen to you rant, both offering to solve your problems in their own ways. (Albeit Jackal provides a more crude, logical approach, contrary to Goyo's more gentle and emotional ways.)

• Lots of casual commentary in Spanish; Mira has smacked Jackal over the head more than once for the kinky stuff he said when he thought no one's listening. Goyo would shake his head in disapproval - if he weren't taking pleasure in seeing you blush so sweetly.

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Salted Water - remake

Going have to remake the original part one, thank you @demilitarised-zone and @writings-of-a-hufflepuff for the insperation on how it originally started

Y'all should check those two peeps out they have good writing, I enjoyed their more heart warming things

Gif is from @feralfrenzy

And still going to keep the original part one of Salted water in the same name

⚠️- mentioned of past substance abused and lots of feels

Hands are sweating, taking a deep breath as he talked to himself lightly and try not to think of that last word he told to his sister before he left home

Well more like kicked out by his parents as not also the drug used is one thing but yelling at his own sister that she's restarted is another thing, along with trying at the to convince to have his then girlfriend to abort his son

Finding god in his most rock bottom in his life is his wake up call when he talked to the priest long time ago

And one of few he he is right now, and with the priest words he needs to forgive himself of his sins and forgiveness of others of what he did

His girlfriend is not the easy pill to swallow but he is trying to be a somewhat distance father to his son, even if Alexis already have a father from someone else, Oliver won't force it from him

His parents takes time but for now they are just in the steps of being aquatinted to each other

But his sister

His sister is the most difficult one, as he believes that she the person who he hurt the most

He vaguely remember anything nice when growing up with them as he wasn't always a problem child, it just something happens to him and he was blind by his selfishness of the past

He wanted to right the wrong

Raised a hand he knocked on the door

At the other side of the door

A young woman who is just jamming some smooth jazz on her bluetooth and humming along the tune the best she can

All while chopping up some veggiebles to make some stew

She lives alone but her parents wanted her to live the best so they bought her a nice cando and some necessity

Despite her being in the spectrum she is quite bright and still learning to be ( careerchoice ), and awear of the difficulties it'll be despite her slight disability, but that's alright since she have alot of support and not to mention good freinds and family

As the moment she put the lid on the pot once she have all the ingredients in there she hears a knock

Pausing the music and wiping her hands as she made her way to the door, avoiding her weird looking cat who is playing one if her many smaller stuff animals, to see if it's the delivery guy that have her package that she orders for class

Appon opening she made a bit of a face and looked up, recognize them almost instantly

Her brother Oliver

Gripping the base of the appron that she is wearing, and a slight shake of her voice she greets him

" hi Oliver ummm what are you here? "

Asking him, that day when he and their parents fight still fresh in her mind, what's more is the yelling

She hates yelling, as loud noise haves her get anxiety and often times bit overwhelmed

Oliver sees her getting nervous around him

" hey uh can I come in? "

He sees her nods and open the door more for him to come inside the living space

" just take off your shoes and put on a slipper please? "

He looked at the corner and sees there's a shoes rack and some house slippers, doing as hold he dose so as he looked around

The place seem bit childish with all the stuff animals around, big or small there somehow there's one in every space in the living room, even the couch haves them

After putting a house slippers on he heads in and sat on the couch as his sister sat across from him

The silence is quite awkward between them

" you... You want some water? Maybe something to eat? "

(yn) asked him

" no, I think I'm fine "

Oliver said to that question

It's real awkward between them till he broke the silence with the words he wanted to say in a soft voice

" (yn), I'm sorry "

She looked at him, he has her full attention

" I'm sorry for being an ass, I'm sorry for being a horrible brother to you when you needed support and I let my selfishness blind me to that point, will you- "

He pause and take a deep breath as it still hard for him, as he thinks she might not forgive him but he has to say it

" will you for give me? Even if you hate me? "

The quiet is something that he didn't like, no word for her and he refused to even look at her in fear she have a face of hate twords him

But slowly he have to look up, and instead of hate he sees condo and also a slight dejection

" Oliver, I don't hate you, I'm just sad that you where lost and I forgive you long time ago "

Those words hits him like a truck as he wasn't expecting her to say that to him at all

As if all it rushing in he just ask by one word

" why? "

" because I can't hold on to anger too long and sometimes it's hard, even if what you say hurts "

He flinched at that part

" but you are my brother, and we have to stick together, is that how siblings are for? "

She is innocent in mind yet more simple to talk in his mind that the world is a harsh place

He can't believe it as he starts to cry and try to hide it but he can't

Feeling pairs of arms wrap around him and just hugs him

" it's okay Oliver, you are my brother and I love you "

He hugs back at her as if she's a much needed safety net, looking up he sees a stuff seal

In memory that the very first thing he ever given to her long time ago and symbolize that she haven't even giving up on him

Even if he felt giving up on himself at times when things gets hard

Now he has a motivation

To keep on going

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Wait, someone is looking to me for inspiration????

Let's show this touching story some love, everyone :)

Salted water 2

I have to look for insperation for part one and @demilitarised-zone and one deactivate server called iliketoread

But the request asked for a more sadder time and possibly spoilers of Exstraction

⚠️- Mentioned of death in the family and cancer

Oliver still can't believe it, as it bearly even five years since he reconnec to his younger sister who forgive him

His dear (yn), as much as he hate it but wished he spent more time with them long time ago and be a better brother to her when they where kids even as of now adults, time seem cruel for him now as they unaware of an undetected cancer that rapidly killing her

The most painful way to watch is seeing her withering away inside of a hospital, in pain, and scared of the unknown that is awaits for her, as of all that time of the week of her death he spend what time there is left; to his fear he didn't exspect that it'll be on her own birthday

" It's okay Oliver, it's okay... I'm fine "

Her weak horsed voice crack as she try to comfort him as the situation is supposed to be the other way around as he supposed to comfort her in her dire time of need

With deep breath blue eyes meets (eyecolor)

" I'm okay... Want me to tell you a story? "

Oliver try to give a bravee face for her, trying not to crack while he smile to not worry his sister who is laying on the bed and he sitting on a chair; with his best he gently rubbing his thumbs on the knuckles of her now bonish ones as he's afraid that he might brake her on accident

" Can you tell me that funny one again? The one where you fought with Doc? "

She smiled at him, she liked that story for odd reason as it's an April fool's and a prank where he and Gustave beating each other up with some roses that the American team place to trick the two on a scavenger hunt, to say the least that it ended in chaos but in the end it made his sister laughs when he told her the story

" sure "

He give a gentle smile and told her the story for the hundreds time already

she looked at her brother as he telling her the story that she liked, it's one of the few that it make her think that he finally got good friends the he can look after, as her eyes slowly closing her hearing giving out as he talked but it became quite hard to hear actual words as he tell, as his end he thinking she is falling asleep

The moment she closed her eyes her body gone limp, and her heart stops

Oliver stop on the story that he been telling her and looked at his sister with shock wide eyes, getting up and press the blue button and tell to come to the room quickly

watching the doctor ran in to the room and try to bring her back the beat they can do as a medical professional

And what can Oliver can do as he stands?

Nothing as he just standing there, at the corner of the room, the whole world gone mute to him as all he sees is his sister lying on that bed dead, he didn't notice as the doctor forcing him to sit down as he gone plae

The funeral wasn't even better days later from that day of the hospital, his parents cried of the lost of their youngest child

To the parents nightmare is outliving your own kids, he still building that relationship with them but now he just lost without his small beaken of light in his difficult times that he working on to work things his issue out

As months passed of the funeral he learn to numb himself and talked to his old friend, the priest that help him come back to the light

But it did not meat is is free from the greaf

Now more then ever that he need all his strengthen as the outbrake is back, and this time it's looking like hell on earth as it slowly spreads

Gearing up with new advance technology and upgrades of his gear, he put on his rosary and gently cress the last picture of his sister with a picture of his son tuck in his pocket as it time to go

There are levels that Mira and her team that been observing via drones and exsplain to them of the zones they needed to go to the core and level three is where they have to act fast and think quicker, each time it felt like weights on his shoulder slowing him down but he can't stop

Time is ticking for the world and must work fast to able to stop the parasite to spread more

As things got harder the deeper they go in they have to save what bullets they have and rely on wits and the obstacles around them as weapon's, as if this isn't some zombie movie or game but this is real life

And real life can be cruel if one can't learn from mistakes, unlike this mission mistakes ais death once set foot on ground zero

Lion stand guard as he shot down some Apex that been gathering around, as Doc quickly reviving Nøkk with some antidote that helps her back up after taking her out of the archean tree

" Doc! Take Nøkk and get out of here! "

Doc nods seeing that they need to go to a safer location and fast that he carry her fireman style and ran to one of the very few safe zones

Rescuing is hard

Falling, running getting up, the tiredness of running

He wanted to give up

A breather appear as he blinks at it exsplode that the blast fly him off the ground and his body hits on the wall knocking him out

The blackness he sees, he thinks of death, thinking he might see his sister again

" get up "

An echo sounds the blackness, it sounded familiar

" Brother get up! "

' brother?... (Yn)? '

He thought as he looked around

A soft hand held his, looking down he sees his sister, looking healthy and wearing white in the sea of black with a face of worry

" Wake up! Brother please don't give up! "

Get up!

Opening his eyes he sees fire, body aching but he gets up

" Get up "

There that echo again with his sister voice and did as told

Everything looks to be slowing down or is it just hulisination?

He sees his sister standing there infront of him as if she's an angel

" follow... Follow me, brother "

" w wait, (yn) it's not safe "

He followed the figure, try to catch up and trying to dogged the falling debris

He in pain but he keeps on going calling out her name

" your almost there brother "

" almost there? "

He's confused what he means

Looking up he sees the light, as he keeps in walking he's out of that hell as the bright light blinds him

Finka with her flashlight on sees him and injured, giving him the antidote quickly as she called out to someone

He looked as his sister just smiled at him

" it's not your time yet "

That all she said to him before vanishing

Waking up in a white room his freind Lera look at him in worry

" what happened? "

" you almost died that what happened, what happened to you? "

He looked at his body, seeing that he seems fine and tell her everything

She, shaking her head

" you where nearly dead back there "

He chuckled and said

" yeah, but I think my guardian angel making sure I'm okay "

He is not wrong, his sister is watching over him to be sure that he is safe

[demilitarised-zone]

Do you think any of the operators that went over to NH would come back?

As much as I'd love it if that were to happen, or that in some turn of events these ops were joining NH in order to spy on them, act like a double agent; I truly doubt that'll happen.

Now, I always tend to get a bit emotional over duty debates, seeing as I'm currently serving in the military, but I'll try to reason with my own experiences: Because in the end, it's not a debate of Rainbow vs Nighthaven. It's about duty versus ambition, both of which are key points to what drives a soldier.

Because you see, I've yet to meet a soldier whose time in the military was coming to an end, who as actually sad about leaving and in the same breath would not volunteer to be on the frontlines. As mentioned in a previous post, it's a life many aren't cut out for. And those that are survive by having an inner force stronger than whatever their environment confronts them with. Like a house in a storm, one could say.

Now, you'd think a soldier would need some strong convictions to enlist in the military, or a militaristic instution, and you're not wrong. But I've learnt and seen that convictions change and grow just as much as people do. Rainbow served as nurturing grounds for letting their operators grow in their own pace, granting them freedom and access to all the tools they needed in order to do so. Which is exactly where I think the roads split:

While some do what they do for their sworn duty, others (like Finka, for example) have other ambitions that are their main focus. If a once in a lifetime chance were to open up right in front of you, one so promising to free you from whatever limitations Rainbow may have, one that could help you reach heights you've only dreamt of-

If that were to happen, what would be stronger? Your sense of duty, or your personal ambitions?

[demilitarised-zone]

Seeing as we got some new lore that seems to be quite controversial, late night inspiration struck over the op I'm the most salty about: Smoke! It's just a lil smth, but I hope y'all enjoy the short story :)

James closed his eyes as he took a long drag from his cigarette. It warmed his lungs so, burnt them almost. The smoke quickly faded in the cool evening winds, carrying the scents and sounds he'd always known of Rainbow's base. A play so familiar it brought fond memories, pictures of brothers in arms drenched in mud, sweat and blood and still they laughed as they patted each others backs, joked about how they survived yet another day in this cruel world.

Seemed like a melody so faint, so far away it wanted to lure him back into a past he left behind, taunting him with bitter sweet tones.

... Geez. Since when did he get emotional over leaving? He'd changed units plenty in his younger days, spent weeks in some foreign country's warzone singing marching songs with men he'd never see again. Nothing was ever constant in the military; sceneries changed just as much as the people he'd meet, trusting his life to someone whose name he couldn't remember and didn't bother to. It's a fast paced life. One he'd grown so used to, chasing his highs formed by the rush, the adrenaline pumping his heart, the excitement in his veins and the taunt in his eyes. It reminded him what it meant to be alive. To be truly alive. Not like those people who slaved their lives away in some office, no, he refused to be just one of many.

And what an honour it had been. A damn good one. He thought back to him joining the SAS, how he looked at them like a child would on christmas day; wide eyed as he forgot to breathe, had his heart beating and blood pumping and he could barely remember to salute with a chest so swollen in pride-

The cigarette's bud landed amongst many others in the dirt. James hadn't kept count. Gravel crunched under his boot as he stomped out the last sparks. A ghost of a smile on his lips, gone with the wind. Seamus used to scold him for smoking, being the mother hen whose concerns James would dismiss with a wave of his hand: He'll be fine.

Same thing he's been repeating to himself, to Mike, to Ash and Harry - whoever inquired about his decisions like it was their business. No, Rainbow had not angered him, nor did he have some very special reasons he couldn't trust anyone with.

So why did he do it then? Why did he decide to leave even when it meant leaving all he's known, the family he built and loved, the duties he'd proudly carried?

Because it tired him. Rainbow and the SAS were structured, safe, comfortable. People knew him by nicknames, they joked and drank and fought crime like the good guys Harry wanted them all to be. One must be a fool to exchange such a life for the unknown. At least, that's what Mark said.

To James it was a life so dull he's come to dread doing the same protocols, hearing the same jokes and seeing the same faces every single day. What once wakened his senses was now nothing more than another point off his daily to do list.

He simply outgrew his old life. He needed something that would spark the passion in him again, without the limitations Rainbow embodied. Something that would nurture his desire to create, that would allow him to never stop on his way into the future - a chance Nighthaven granted like no other. Whatever price they demanded he was willing to pay. If it meant being seen as a traitor, then that's a branding he can live with. Even... Yes, even if it meant seeing that look of betrayal in his family's eyes.

James reached into his pocket. A groan at the empty cigarette pack and the oncoming headache; if only he wouldn't see their hurt faces so clearly behind his eyes, following him into sleepless nights.

[demilitarised-zone]

Ayyy a post!

There'll be a lot more! Especially requests~ I won't say much but I'm positive I can open them up soon again ;)