#NRFTW tag

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Me @ Ghost: I sentence u to happy retirement, loser

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So I was tagged by @catharticallysarcastic, lets see I'll use "No Rest for the Wicked" for this on, just because I feel like it. Positive Sam's first instinct in the morning was to pull the pillow over his head and just lie there. It had been a few decades since he had a hangover and he really hadn't missed it. The only positive thing about the situation was that Alex wasn't around to tease him about it, or worse. With her, sometimes he didn't know what was coming, even if he would never admit it to her.

Wander

Without another word and only a nod to the other two angels, Samuel turned around. He could not watch as they took action and took Malekay's wings. It was only the third time in all this time that he had had to do this. Even though no one had deserved it so much before. His thoughts wandered to the other two who were already going through their punishment in hell. They all deserved it, angels or not, yet it pained him. He hated this side of his deal with God.

Enter

Alex's gaze searched through the crowd. Instead of an answer to the silent question of whether Malekay's henchmen were among the guests, she saw Sam enter the club with Feena. The near-nuclear glow of the two told all she needed to know. Laughing, she slapped Michael on the upper arm. "You owe me a hundred bucks, my friend." An amused shake of the head accompanied Michael's search for his wallet. "That's when the stubborn guy actually found the speed of light," he said. "That was warp 9. At noon today, he looked more like he was taking her somewhere else to keep her safe." "Yes, we had a serious talk among brothers." "Never would have guessed," she commented sarcastically, turning to the bartender to order drinks for Sam and Feena.

Broom Nope. I am tagging @ashen-crest @raevenlywrites @stories-by-rie @jaimistoryteller @ettawritesnstudies to find red, ball, smile, and sun

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Okay so I know (now) this is about Underdark. You know this is about Underdark. But I saw your tag on that 'most memorable fic scene' post out of context--

--and did the biggest double-take of 'the WHAT scene???' 😂

Also I see you reblogging that protective Mikey + unconscious Leo post "for reasons." *squints in NRFTW* I'm watching you (patiently but with growing alarm).

You should probably be concerned any time I use the tag "/hums the portal theme" tbh

AND LMAO YES OUT OF CONTEXT THAT IS SOMEWHAT UHHH

/bites tongue full of holes

(...I promise that any unconscious Leos in my fic are not secretly making the x_x face, but damn it's funny to think about and I will be giggling my way through the next few chapters.)

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Can I please be tagged in NRFTW? That would be soooooo great, thank you.

Ive added you to the tags :)

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Rest for the wicked

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wedding photo <3

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mission smooching

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self-indulgent fanart for my own fic lol

they be going thru it

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y’know, I think u deserve a retired Ghost in these trying times <3

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Stumbling into the room with a thousand-yard stare, covered in blood: I finished the next chapter of my fic :)

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"No Rest for the Wicked" is completed!

Link to epilogue Link to first chapter

Summary:

Warmth filled his chest at the prospect of the future. Once he had thought the job was his life; probably because it actually had been. He had resigned himself to an early, violent death on a battlefield. Recently, he had started accepting the chance at the opposite. Like the fresh buds on the trees rushing past the car window, Price felt a new start coming with spring. Soap and Ghost are forced out of retirement when Price goes MIA.

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I love your retired au! But how old is soap and ghost? And what about price and Gaz?? Do they all still hang out?



aa thank you! And tbh, i feel like their ages differ in my art. BUT! In my fic nrftw, I did start out by deciding how old they were. They're not that old, since they retired early, but in that, Soap is 41, Ghost around 45, Gaz 44 and Price 53. And they absolutely hang out ! They are so found family to me, you know they're never getting rid of each other !!

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hi i hope this isn’t annoying and i am taking all my bravery just to do this off anon, however i just stumbled across your account this morning and read all of NRFTW in one sitting and this is the first time in so long ive read a whole fanfic, LET ALONE one that made me gasp out loud and giggle to myself and ALL THAT CRAZY SHIT!! your writing is what i aspire to reach (as one writer to another)! all the callbacks and flashbacks were so perfectly placed and written. reading that was truly a fuckin MAGICAL experience dude. keep it up man :3

Aaaah thank you so much!!! No need to be nervous writing me, I love receiving asks (but also, I get it, I’m the same) - and asks about NRFTW??? My bread and butter, I am so so happy that people are continually finding and enjoying that fic. I put my sweat, tears and half a year into that thing, and while I keep finding more and more flaws if I read through it, I still think it makes up for it with… soul?? Idk, I’m just happy that it’s a good read for so many folks. To hear I can inspire you and your writing is genuinely all I could hope for. I’m still learning and working to improve - we’re out here together !! Thanks again, and good luck writing 🫡❤️❤️

I hope it’s ok that I answer these asks in a single post - they have a bit of a theme, so it feels right

That’s dedicated reading! It’s fun to see ppl reading it in a few hours - makes me think of the poor souls who waited from chapter to chapter. ANYWAY, thank you so much for reading!! I kinda hope I’m struck by inspiration to write more for that universe some day, but everything was wrapped up fairly neatly, so it’d almost be a shame. We’ll see! (I think the characters would prefer if I let them be, given my tendency to… blow stuff up) (in fics!) Thank you for sending an ask my way ❤️

@maraskywalkers hiii!! Thank youuuu !!!! I’m so happy you enjoyed it 🥰 It’s nice not being alone in enjoying something a little more soft for ghoap, despite the nature of canon. Thanks for reading !!

@sir-boggy-himself (GREAT name, Sir Boggy) Thank you for reading! In one sitting, too?? There’s something so fun in knowing some folks experienced that whole thing in one go, that’s gotta give some emotional whiplash along the way 😭 I’m happy you enjoy both the art and the fics. I hope I can keep making good stuff 🥹 Thanks again !!!

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So far, I have written 7000 words for “No Rest for the Wicked” chapter 14, and it’s only a little over halfway into the plot I’ve planned. It would appear that I underestimated the amount of story in my story

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“No Rest for the Wicked” chapter 14

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45324736/chapters/127502185

Snippet:

“You look like hell, captain.”

Nikolai’s words were immediately followed by a crushing hug. Price allowed himself to sink into it. 

His head felt like that damned church bell: Rung a few too many times. 

The climb down the spiral staircase had been kinder than the trip up, Gaz guiding him with a firm hold. Behind them, Ghost and Soap walked just as slowly. Price kept looking back to check they were there.

They had re-entered the nave quietly, but were still discovered immediately due to their teammates already looking anxiously at the door. The echo of relieved sighs from both parties was almost comical. Nik handed off gauze to Eggs, then clapped Yuri’s shoulder before standing to greet the returned captain. Eggs took over the job of stemming the blood flow from Yuri’s arm. A quick scan reassured Price that it wasn’t a life-threatening injury.

He was confused by the dog sniffing worriedly at Yuri’s hand, though. A great, fluffy beast, whose origin he couldn’t begin to guess at. 

He stayed in Nik’s embrace longer than he normally would have. The usual grumble of “touchy bastard” went unsaid as well. Just this once. 

The pilot pulled back, keeping his hands on Price’s shoulders as he studied him. The big grin was tinged with worry, not that either felt like addressing that particular detail. 

“Almost went,” was Price’s belated answer to Nik’s charming observation. The other laughed breathlessly. 

“Da, close one.” Nik finally let go. He searched his pockets for a short while, before pulling out a familiar piece of fabric. The bucket hat was placed gently atop the captain’s head. “Good to have you back.”

Price adjusted the hat, mindful of his pounding head wound. He gave a tired smile in return. “I don’t plan on taking any more impromptu trips without telling you.”

“That part, who cares?” Nik waved a hand dismissively. “Just don’t ever make me babysit ever again. Old fool.”

A real laugh escaped Price at that. 

“No promises.”

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Some chapter 14 sneak peaks for my incredibly patient nrftw readers <3