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Sorry for dying

Still taking requests tho :D

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idk what to post 😞

have this ig

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Soap is lucky he's pretty

also i rly rly wanted to draw some of my fav kortac guys :) yes ik kortac is a pmc and they dont have a colonel

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look at this thing

Source: arthurgoeswest

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Gaz is so underrated my goodness

Here is a link to Gangster AU series for you to read, and get some more context.

But I was thinking of giving the reader a chance with one of the guys from the gang, so if there is preference you guys have I would love to hear about it.

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I don't think that lasted long

Soap before every mission:

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I love blowing kisses to my dog cause he's like so aware and he literally just

like

LET ME LOVE YOU

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My friend: Any advice on writing?

Me: Act like you know what the fuck you're writing about. Bullshit your way out. Don't let them know. Readers can smell fear.

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jaw DROPPED

“dad’s on a hunting trip and he hasn’t been home in a few days”

girl, what home

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waiting to be 16 like

Just want the septum my sister promised 😞

(my husband btw) /j

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door 🚪

Audio credit

Support me on Ko-fi or Patreon!

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hmm...need me any one of these

gif heavy btw

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rant :)

YOU'RE TELLING ME RIGHT NOW ELLIOT FREAKING KNIGHT IS IN THE BOYS AND CALL OF DUTY ?????!!!!

WHAT SCREAMING HUH

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I posted something that I think is good 👍

Hello! I saw that you were taking requests. Do you think you could do cod men and gym class? Something along the lines of reader getting hit with a ball and them fussing over it? Anything, really, just goofy fluff would be nice.

Road trips really are fun👀. K, bye!

Goofy Fluff as requested 💃 (Boys are referred to by their actual names, except Price cuz he & Soap have the same... <3) (High school) Not as proud of this as I thought - it's giving 2020... 😞 Let me know if you like it though, cause 👀Soap, Ghost, Gaz, Price, and a demolished GN reader :)

Today has been great so far. I went shopping, tried a new restaurant, and now I'm playing dodgeball with the guys: Price, Johnny, Simon, and Kyle. The day has been really enjoyable and comfortable.

Well, if "comfort" means the sound of squeaky shoes and boots on the gym floor and the occasional screams of pain after being hit by a dodgeball... It's been great, and nothing could ruin it. Although, I hope everyone's okay, especially after I threw every ball at lightning speed right at their stomachs.

"Kyle, you suck at this!" I laughed as I threw the ball at him. I was trying to aim for his chest, but it ended up hitting him somewhere much more painful, judging by his high-pitched scream. I winced at his pain.

"He's okay in the end, maybe a bit annoyed, but whatever!" I gestured worriedly as I spoke to Simon.

I don't think I'll be taunting a guy again, because the next thing I knew, I was on the ground after a loud 'thwack' echoed around the gym and a tough dodgeball collided with my face. The ball rolled away, leaving a trace of blood on the ground. "Kyle!" Johnny shouted, "You hit them!" A slap sound was followed by an "Ouch..." from Kyle.

Everything was blurry, with a few patches of blood on my shirt and the ground. A bloody nose from a plastic, squeaky, slippery dodgeball. I felt freezing hands bringing me back to the present. "Agh!" I groaned, pushing the cold hand away and rubbing my eyes, staring directly at Johnny.

"Are you okay, [Reader]?" Price asked, nudging me. "I'm fine, but who did it – was it you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in suspicion. "No," he chuckled, whispering to me, "It was Kyle." I nodded. "I expected it to be Johnny." As I turned to walk towards Kyle, Johnny spoke up – or at least tried to before Simon threw a ball at his stomach.

I chuckled and even snorted a bit. Johnny collapsed to his knees as Simon acknowledged me with a wave, tossing a thin paper towel in my direction. Kyle lurked behind Johnny, then joined him on his knees.

"Wait—don’t attack me—" Kyle's words were followed by frantic screaming as Kyle dodged every dodgeball that Simon and Price threw towards me.

Shortly after, I wiped the blood off my face. "I hate you," I grinned as Kyle brought a damp paper towel to me, which worked better with the dried blood. "Now, hate is a strong word; what do we say instead?" A short pause happened as Kyle widened his eyes. "[Reader]–[Reader] no!" was all the others heard before Kyle also had his very own bloody nose. "Now we're matching!" I said as I stuck a paper towel up his nose. WC: 466

Huge thanks to Grammarly for keeping the view-tense the same 😍 Poll Time! Open for the week :)

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erm, y'all like my writing so have this 👍

CW: descriptions of blood & Hell. was a Supernatural (TV Show) fic I was doing, but gave up, so... prologue ig so beyond you go !

Oh, it stung as if it was lit on fire.

I hissed quietly, I glanced down at my torso and thigh. My clothes had been torn through the material and had parted widely, revealing a slash that was deep through my skin, the blood continuously flowing out of it, staining the lightly colored shirt a dark crimson red. It dripped down to my thigh where it joined with another wound, not much deeper than the other one. The gash on my thigh reached down to my calf. And, with every step I took, it felt as if my skin started to tear more and more. I just wanted to grab at my wounds to make the pain stop, but it would be worthless, it would make them hurt more. The more I walked the more I sobbed. Sure, I was a demon, but that doesn't mean I don't feel the pain, plus, the meat suit I was wearing? It's what I looked like when I was human.

But, when they were so close, I just couldn’t give up, he wouldn’t and couldn’t let any of them give up. Not when they were right at the exit, not while a bunch of stupid, rusty, metal bars separated them from a better world. “Guys,” He managed to wheeze out while choking back the scream he desperately wanted to let out as he attempted to straighten his posture, and despite the overwhelming pain, he blinked his tears away. “I’ll go, open the gates, but get ready to run.” I practically yelled at them, but they all wanted to get out of this place and fast. They were tired of being stupid crossroad demons making stupid deals with oblivious humans. 

I heard the distant sound of hell-hounds making their way closer and closer, “Guys, we have to hurry it up! Crowley sent the hounds after us!” He yelled, all of them understood what that meant. They’re gonna have to jump. The group eyed each other cautiously before looking down the hole where they were going.Lucifer’s cage was in the hole, no hound or demon dared to go down there, that is “High and Mighty” Crowley being the only exception. That means it was the best and the worst place to hide out in.

WC: 380

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damn 7 more likes in the span of like idk 3 minutes

what happens if I post something legitimately good

Hello! I saw that you were taking requests. Do you think you could do cod men and gym class? Something along the lines of reader getting hit with a ball and them fussing over it? Anything, really, just goofy fluff would be nice.

Road trips really are fun👀. K, bye!

Goofy Fluff as requested 💃 (Boys are referred to by their actual names, except Price cuz he & Soap have the same... <3) (High school) Not as proud of this as I thought - it's giving 2020... 😞 Let me know if you like it though, cause 👀Soap, Ghost, Gaz, Price, and a demolished GN reader :)

Today has been great so far. I went shopping, tried a new restaurant, and now I'm playing dodgeball with the guys: Price, Johnny, Simon, and Kyle. The day has been really enjoyable and comfortable.

Well, if "comfort" means the sound of squeaky shoes and boots on the gym floor and the occasional screams of pain after being hit by a dodgeball... It's been great, and nothing could ruin it. Although, I hope everyone's okay, especially after I threw every ball at lightning speed right at their stomachs.

"Kyle, you suck at this!" I laughed as I threw the ball at him. I was trying to aim for his chest, but it ended up hitting him somewhere much more painful, judging by his high-pitched scream. I winced at his pain.

"He's okay in the end, maybe a bit annoyed, but whatever!" I gestured worriedly as I spoke to Simon.

I don't think I'll be taunting a guy again, because the next thing I knew, I was on the ground after a loud 'thwack' echoed around the gym and a tough dodgeball collided with my face. The ball rolled away, leaving a trace of blood on the ground. "Kyle!" Johnny shouted, "You hit them!" A slap sound was followed by an "Ouch..." from Kyle.

Everything was blurry, with a few patches of blood on my shirt and the ground. A bloody nose from a plastic, squeaky, slippery dodgeball. I felt freezing hands bringing me back to the present. "Agh!" I groaned, pushing the cold hand away and rubbing my eyes, staring directly at Johnny.

"Are you okay, [Reader]?" Price asked, nudging me. "I'm fine, but who did it – was it you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in suspicion. "No," he chuckled, whispering to me, "It was Kyle." I nodded. "I expected it to be Johnny." As I turned to walk towards Kyle, Johnny spoke up – or at least tried to before Simon threw a ball at his stomach.

I chuckled and even snorted a bit. Johnny collapsed to his knees as Simon acknowledged me with a wave, tossing a thin paper towel in my direction. Kyle lurked behind Johnny, then joined him on his knees.

"Wait—don’t attack me—" Kyle's words were followed by frantic screaming as Kyle dodged every dodgeball that Simon and Price threw towards me.

Shortly after, I wiped the blood off my face. "I hate you," I grinned as Kyle brought a damp paper towel to me, which worked better with the dried blood. "Now, hate is a strong word; what do we say instead?" A short pause happened as Kyle widened his eyes. "[Reader]–[Reader] no!" was all the others heard before Kyle also had his very own bloody nose. "Now we're matching!" I said as I stuck a paper towel up his nose. WC: 466

Huge thanks to Grammarly for keeping the view-tense the same 😍 Poll Time! Open for the week :)

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@wolfespiderr gave me a great excuse to finally practice drawing gaz, have my thanks in the form of weirdly paced tutorial:

take a shot for every word in this that starts with "distort-"