Sometimes I don't like calling Rhys "Rice bag" because thats "Arisi Moota" in Tamil and that's my Ghilli baby sis 😔
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Tested myself on this quizz about the indian film Ghilli. This is a fun one!
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Ghillie Suit by Roy Michael (2023)
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the night compel me to draw gemcyt! divorceduo so i did
Bdubs and Etho designs byyy @//chrisrin
Snow Quartz design be meeee :3
Stuffs I made up:
-Because of the whole semi-unstable thing, Snow Quartz's voice would sounds like both Etho and Bdubs' voices separately overlapped. Sometimes one voice is stronger than the other depending on how passionate that gem is about [topic]
-Etho (cuz he falls into the quartz category) is renowned for his fighting abilities he's very respected. He is however classified as a rebel as the guy straight up disappeared one day. Centuries later turns out he ran away to pursue his true interest in technological advancements and is famous amongst the rebels for that too.
-Bdubs used to pilot ships. He had a whole crew before they crash landed (same planet Etho had been hiding at) and essentially sent on suicide mission by a higher up. In the delusions that his superiors would one day come back for them, Bdubs made a knack for building in the meantime.
-By some miracle someone out there does respond to their cries for help, but the number to take gems back is limited causing everyone to turn on eachother and Etho also ends up in the mess too.
-.... This was basically an excuse to put the plot of Bdubs' Survival of the Fittest competition so it happens the same way. And their first impressions of each other is through Bdubs nearly shattering Etho forcing him into a truce for escape (like canon their alliance is short-lived they die/are captured) and both of them are bubbled (Etho bc he's wanted, Bdubs bc he's now an accomplice)
-Etho manages to escape wherever they've been containing him and Bdubs goes back to his job as a pilot. Their interactions for many centuries consists of coincidental cat and mouse between them (neither of them win)
-I don't know why I wrote all that um...
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price x reader x gaz thing, unedited and on mobile, apologies for any formatting issues and typos. ~360 words, +18 only.
still thinking about price and gaz in those fucking ghillie suits.
out in the field for an exercise. you talk a big game, confident in your abilities to stay still and quiet. price and gaz know that as your captain and teammate, it’s their job to test your skills. it leads to your undressing and a little friendly wager to see who can get the first peep out of you. to price’s chagrin, it’s gaz. while price is a certified munch, you’re no stranger to holding back your noises. there are only so many empty spaces on base to duck into for a quick fuck. keeping quiet in bed is a skill you pick up like any other.
you come satisfied, smirking up at your frustrated captain, his face paint smudged and wet. you can’t even be upset knowing it’s probably smeared all over your thighs, too. and if you can beat the captain, you can beat gaz. he shoulders your legs open after a break and reflects your smug smile right back at you. whatever, best fucking day of your life, you’ll never think about fieldcraft the same way again—
”mind if i?” gaz asks after a few minutes of being tongue-deep, wiggling a gloved hand at you. you catch his meaning and nod, then watch him tug the glove off with his teeth. in that moment, you know you fucked up. it’s a struggle to bite your tongue when he plunges the first finger into you, but it’s war when he works in another and dives back in with his mouth. he’s price’s protégé for a reason.
the three of you are silent. price kneels beside your head, idly stroking your temple, eyes rapt on where one sergeant’s mouth meets the other’s cunt. the only sounds are gaz’s furious breaths through his nose and the obscene squelch of his fingers. you’re close to your twofold victory when gaz does a thing with his middle and ring finger that forces a mortifyingly shaky moan out of you. it’s quiet and breathy, but they hear.
“right, let’s get these off–” price starts.
your hand whips up, catching him by a few strips of his suit.
“no, no. keep them on.”
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