#i actually hate sniper as a character but damn

[chalc0]

🏹FEM SNIPER🏹

[s0fter-sin]

soap's whole deal being sniper and demolitions gets me going bc on the surface they sound so different but when you get into it, you realise it's bc soap's smart

sniping is all math; calculating distances and wind interference and bullet drop. something i think people overlook is he was listed as a sniper first so it can be implied that he's better at it than demolitions. he does more sniping in both campaigns than demolitions work; in capture or kill, ghost specifically calls on him to take down the aq snipers

and demolitions is math with a hit of chemistry; knowing what mixes with what, knowing how much to use, recognising environmental factors and adjusting accordingly. it's not just about the boom; so much work goes into contained/ planned explosions. especially when having enough power for a breacher charge and not bringing down the whole building is the difference between mission success and failure

the chemical bombs he makes in alone can't just be any old cleaners, they have to have the correct reaction to each other; he just knew off the top of his head what would mix with what to create what reaction. he would also potentially have to recognise them by sight/smell bc they would’ve been written in spanish

soap would also have to know architecture; recognising structural integrity and weak points so he knows exactly where to plant a charge to bring it down and how it'll come down

he has an incredible soldier's mind people just forget that bc he's sociable which itself is a skill

we know he tends to buck against orders he doesn't agree with like when he pushes back against ghost in capture or kill and shepherd when he tells them to release hassan

he gets closer to people and sees if he can trust them and that's when he follows them without question. really think about how he talks to alejandro and rudy; he asks about their home and alejandro's family and rudy's relationship with him. those aren't questions you ask a stranger after a few hours of knowing them. that's not even touching on his relationship with ghost

he also deliberately brings people of higher ranks down to his level; talking informally with ghost and giving him a shoulder punch, addressing alejandro (a colonel!!) by his first name and rudy by his nickname despite literally just meeting them. he personalises all of them and it’s in direct opposition to the reason most characters do that; it’s not due to insubordination or lack of respect, the more he respects and trusts someone, the more casual he is with them

he digs into people; he wants to know what makes them tick and that determines if he can one, trust them and two, follow their orders. once he decides that, he's the ultimate soldier; he bleeds loyalty which makes him vicious when that loyalty is taken for granted

he isn't naive or bubbly or insecure; he's an incredibly smart and aware soldier. he's aggressive and bloodthirsty and loyal and intuitive and i love him so much

[penciltopbear]

I have turned the jli into marketable plushies

[54625]

I miss kelp cocaine

I miss everyone congregating at Phil and Missa's, I miss Roier's over exaggerated moan every time he and Cellbit kissed, I miss everyone throwing their balaclavas on and going "passa tudo...", Tubbo's constant grilling of Fit and Pac (especially Fit), Mike's hairdressing, everyone singing the Pac e Mike wow wow song, Gegg, the admins striking people with lightning perfectly on cue, the Foolish cheating allegations, Slime and Mariana traumatising their viewers, Dorime playing randomly, people turning eachother rainbow coloured with the rainbow jelly, Dapper randomly pulling out all kinds of crazy creatures from his backpack, the extremely overwhelming pre-event meet ups, Las Casualonas, the casualonas dance, Sunny's materialism, Etoiles telling everyone how and why their armour and weapons aren't actually optimised, Phil breaking the fourth wall, Baghera and her fish joke, Rubius abusing his creative power, Foolish ruining the tension during serious moments, Cellbit obsessing over every lore lead or clue, Roier and his hilarious PNG builds, Felps "finally being added to the server", Fit always looking after Mariana's builds in his absence, everyone playing hide and seek, Cucurucho spying on and jumpscaring everyone, Quackity constantly being made fun of for his dead kid, Phil and Fit's aggressive "friendly" flirting, Cellbit talking over Richas' shoulder while he's painting, Leonarda's spoiledness, Ramón's obsession with the citric acid cycle, Slime's ability to show up for an event out of nowhere and just completely derail everything, new players always freaking out about Fit's voice, Quackity desperately trying to find a match since day 1 and always failing, Maximus' talk show, people teleporting in and out at just the right second, Jaiden's love for Hatsune Miku infecting the server, Bad and Foolish's encounters, Ramón threatening to blow himself up or digging himself into the ground when he doesn't get his way, Tallulah drowning herself when she doesn't get her way, the hilarious mistranslations, the wonderful screenshots, Vegetta's mines, Jaiden's expanding list of nationalities, Antoine being an enigma, the in-game karaoke place, Bobby starting fights, Juanaflippa dying over and over, Empanada trauma dumping about her first death to Bagi, Cellbit's vivo turbo ad, Bad yelling "language!", Pol and Foolish and Mouse not being able to stop laughing around each other, Pierre and Max's damn furry club, "no mames!", Spreen leaving for cigarettes, Bad stealing furniture, Missa being incomprehensibly cringefail (I will never forget that "bucket clutch"), Felps' hole, Tubbo's bigger hole, Mike going crazy that one time, Chayanne whipping out his cooking utensils, "Fofoca!", Pomme being the French Sniper, Pepito being homeless for a sec? Richarlyson's many personalities and characters, Tilin being "la tres leches", Trump even being called Trump to begin with, Cucuruchito flirting with everyone, dozens of plots to break into various federation buildings, hundreds of rule breaks, DanTDM being theorised to be Bagi's missing brother, Etoiles' love-hate relationship with the codes, Kameto going out for milk, Tina's heavily one sided rivalry with Fit, everyone changing their skins for events and some people being so extra with it, things falling into chaos every time an event needed them to travel a long distance together, the messy group photos, Charlie's grief spirals, people meeting up at Spreen's bar way back when, everyone making an effort to speak languages they don't speak, the sharing of international memes, the teaching of swear words, the joy that was born from the interconnectivity.

Just all of the things, dumb, hilarious, or adorable. The moments, bits and little jokes that made the QSMP so engaging, fun and entertaining to watch. That made you feel like you were participating in one massive celebration. I miss it.

[lubrumalis]

konig headcanons! (realistic)

tw: nsfw

all of these are realistic hc! dont expect a normal konig

hes NOT a shy awkward pushover, just because he has social anxiety??? we can see through his voice lines hes a very cocky person and speaks rather agressively

“lets be honest, its better off in my hands.”

i hc that just because konig has social anxiety, he doesn’t express this through bring soft and shy, he expresses it through his bluntness

konig wanted to be a sniper but did not because he couldn’t stand still, has social anxiety, i hc he has some form of adhd

his very cocky and blunt shouting isn’t because hes mean, but he just doesnt wanna be seen as that bullied kid he once was

hes doesnt have horrible EQ, but the kind of guy to be incredibly unfiltered

also, this guy was literally assigned as a human battering ram, you think hes all soft and sweet???😅😅😅

no he won’t get angry or cry if his mask is taken off. just annoyed.

its not actually canon that konig is a colonel (correct me if im wrong, i couldnt find anything on the official wiki) but lets assume hes one anyway

even if he isnt, gets paid well. really well.

private military companies that deploy soldiers in areas of active conflict can pay up to hundreds of thousands for one soldier

considering konigs age (late 30s at least) and skills, probably 400-500k a year.

chose to join the military because he had an obsession with tanks and guns as a kid

a lot of hc’s say hes 6’10. i disagree, simply based off of chances and the fact thats wayyyy too tall for the military

but he was described as a mountain, so id say his height is around 6’5-6’8

very very intimidating. hes tall big and has the mask of an executioner in the 15th century. who wouldn’t be scared?

definitely will say some random german word in a situation where no one else there knows german. he doesn’t give a damn lol

hates americans (thinks theyre all obese, mannerless, and bad at geography)

brings up the most random topics. again i really think konig has adhd.

konig was not good at school and hated it, mainly due to the anxiety and how he couldn’t pay attention

also why he chose the path of a soldier

drinks lots of beer, high alcohol tolerance, this guys a true european.

loves austrian or german food. loves schnitzel and pies.

konigs breakfast is literally sausages, toast, eggs, and sometimes beer

BIG APPETITE. he could eat for 3 people.

a little insecure about his appearance, not confident in his looks :( also why he hid his face

but as he grew older he uses the mask for actual purposes of concealing his identity, he is a special ops soldier after all

kind of a cheapskate. he chose to hide his face with what, polyester? chose a piece of cloth over everything else.

has very conservative beliefs. not to the point where he hates abortion and votes far right, konig is just a little confused about some things certain liberals believe in

pretty political person lmao

not enough info to conclude whether or not konig was abused as a kid tbh

he was definitely miserable for a period in his life. hes in the military living a monotone life, barely any contact with others, and constantly living in fear he’d die

i dont think hes as traumatized as ghost tho🙂🙂

konig appreciates his dna and how it makes him big and tall, but sometimes gets incredibly annoyed at it

mainly because well, he got bullied for itas a kid

because he specializes in hostage rescue a lot of hostages (especially kids) are scared of him and refuse to leave the area with him

takes a lot of convincing 🥲🥲

has a lot of intrusive thoughts

cannot use social media properly

also texts like an old grandpa. uses 😂 and 🤣 unironically.

“Can we have burgers 🍔 tonight🌃?”

probably uses a blackberry or reallyyyyy old iphone

relationship hcs:

konigs voice actor (jim boeven) stated in a livestream that konigs wife would ideally be a mix between maria pedraza (actress) and rachael from blade runner (character from movie).

both are 170cm ish and brunettes

i can actually see that—konig is massive and he probably prefers someone on the tall side

first thing you did that led to your relationship with him? you tolerated him that is. listened to him ranting😃

i can see him with a civilian or someone whos in the military tbh

finds you pretty at first

enjoys bickering, he needs someone to simulate his mind

you know those stories where his s/o is 5’2, clingy, soft af, and neeeeeeeds konig? haha you won’t be getting that from me.

unlike ghost, who really takes his time to get to know someone and opens up slowly, scared to have his trust broken again

konig charges in like the human battering ram he is😁

if he has a feeling you’re trustworthy you are trustworthy.

horrible at flirting. he doesn’t know how to talk to women smoothly

needs someone equally as weird and funny

s/o needs to be someone with very firm boundaries and can stand their ground, i think konigs a really stubborn person, so for a healthy relationship to work, s/o can’t be the generic bimbo

konig wears the pants in the relationship

doesn’t let you pay. he has a enough money and believes men should always pay

(im sorry to break your delusions) konig does not strike to me as someone who likes a docile homebody. thats ghost (if you remove the word docile).

he doesn’t like extremely dominant partners either

imagine someone who is a listener, accepting yet blunt, shares his quirks, and has a very elegant feel to them

also someone very independent

also gonna get killed for this but konig would realistically not go for a girl in her early twenties. he prefers elegance and sophistication over being cute and jumpy

hates one night stands.

values relationships more than you think. he can come off as strong at first, but hes trying his best

ecstatic when you tell him you wanna learn german (hes not a good teacher)

doesn’t like play fighting, he thinks he’s gonna accidentally hurt you

admires you a lot. he knows hes not the best looking person and doesn’t understand the makeup skincare dress up thing.

isn’t paranoid, but definitely doesn’t say he has an s/o

if you ever get mad at him, konig will tighten all jars in the kitchen so you have to ask him for help :)

extremely unfiltered. he hates your cooking? he will say it. that dress looks better than the other? he will say it.

[justgrey]

Hello! I’d like to request the mercenaries with a fem mercenary reader who is a shapeshifter and has a pretty chaotic personality? Basically Nimona from the movie Nimona lol

Watched the movie finally, and now I'm gay for ballister. Thanks for that xoxo. be on the lookout for something on him because i want to chew him and hit him like a tennis ball

Also, it's safe to say I got a little stupid with this one 💀

Mercs with a chaotic! reader

Warnings : swearing, light mentions of gore, talk of body parts, medic.

CHAOS CHAOS CHAOS *jevil laughter*

Probably get along really well with Pyro and Scout not gonna lie because Pyro likes to burn shit (Even though I'm pretty sure they think they're spreading joy and colour) and Scout is pretty hyper in general, willing to go along with anything as long as it's fun.

*burns down barn*

"huddah huh huu hud."

"Yeah, loving the colour too, pally. Really makes the wood boom." *evil chuckles*

As soon as Pyro learns about your shapeshifting ability, they're all over you. They want you to play 3 different characters at their tea parties simultaneously and transform into a unicorn so that they can ride you into battle and fulfill their wildest dreams

"Hud hudda hu hubuh huuuuh HUDDAH!!"

"Okay, okay, fine!" *transforms into a unicorn* "Get on."

*excited hu noises*

"HUDDAHHHH!!"

Besties 💗🌈🔥✨️

Some of the older and quieter mercenaries are NOT gonna be having a field day with you and your silly little personality.

Sniper hates it THE MOST. He doesn't like people that much in general and can barely keep up with the hyperactive chaos that is you, so he mainly sticks to watching you burn shit down from afar.

"Did'ya really have ta' do that much?"

"Yeah. Why, you not liking it, pissboy?"

"..."

"That's what I thought. Don't be a hero, buddy."

Although he doesn't appreciate your snarky attitude, he likes how you can shapeshift. He really likes animals and will sometimes scope in on you when you transform, nodding with approval and whispering a little, "cool" that he hopes nobody hears.

Spy thinks you're a nuisance around the base but definitely sees the usefulness in your shapeshifting abilities since he kinda almost does the same damn thing, just with his goofy masks. He respects you for that, if anything, at all.

Do not ever expect to replace him or get remotely close to him in espionage, though. If you are at the same level as Nimona, you're not great at directly impersonating humans, and he will tease you about it.

"What was that, today?

"What was what?"

"The 'Oh Mon deu! Ack! Oohh! I dropped my baguette' if that was meant to be an impersonation of me, know that it was terrible, and my lawyer will be contacting you."

"I dunno, I think it was pretty accurate." *shrug*

Medic loves you. Sorry, not sorry. Loves you. Does get tired of you sometimes, but not all the time. He's generally also very *bzzz bzzz chaos organs* so he's happy to indulge in whatever you want to do which usually involves the absolute destruction of everything.

Medic is also incredibly fascinated by your shapeshifting ability. Do not sleep around this man while shape shifted because he's poking and prodding everywhere while you're out.

"Ohoho... how peculiar" *pokes open nerve*

"YEOUCH WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

*nervous chuckle as he hides a bucket of blood and from your view*

Engineer tries to be that guiding light he thinks you need. He's a friend, a father figure, a colleague, whatever you need. He's a nice Southern gentleman with a slightly insane twist. Encourages you to be careful around the others, but if you aren't, he's not complaining. Makes the job easier if everyone listens.

Heavy is pretty chill with you. He's neither annoyed nor pleased that you're around. He relatively keeps to himself, medic, and his guns.

Actually, do not touch his gun. Do not pretend to be his gun either.

Soldier and Demo like your charisma. You can be a pretty fun drinking partner for demo, and a nice soldier when you're willing to follow orders (which isn't usually) but as long as you get the job done with as much destruction as possible, Soldier is saluting you almost as much as he does the American flag that is hanging next to his bed.

"ANOTHER GREAT DAY, TODAY! KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK AND I MIGHT RAISE YOUR STATUS, CADET!"

"SIR YES SIR! or something I dunno, fuck this is weird..."

*walks with soldier, ignoring the screams of the dammed behind you*

He makes you transform into an eagle and has you sit there on his arm for a while, admiring you fly. It's brought him close to tears on many occasions.

Whenever he gets married to Heavy's sister, Soldier is making sure that you are THERE as an Eagle. He'll pay you to fly across the sky and make majestic bird noises.

Overall, some very mixed experiences. But a fun concept either way.

[vodika-vibes]

Enemies to Loves?? Character doesn't matter I just need my Enemies to lovers fill for my fourth wing hangover

Thin Line

Summary: After the rise of the Empire, you, an unwilling Soldier of the GAR, is reassigned to being Crosshair's handler. You hate him, and you think he hates you. Turns out there's a very thin line between hate and love.

Pairing: TBB Crosshair x F!Reader

Word Count: 2272

Warnings: Reader has a toxic family

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: So I was going to do one of the many event requests that I got, but I got it with inspiration for this, and I love Crosshair, so...ta-dah~

You never wanted to join the military.

You were always a bit too…soft for military life. A bit too quick to tears, a bit too sensitive, not quite forceful enough in your everyday life.

You wanted to be an author, or a teacher, or maybe both. The last thing you wanted was to join the military.

But your parents pushed. And pushed. And pushed.

And you’ve never been very good at telling them no. It’s just easier to do what they want. And they wanted you to continue the family tradition of military service.

So you did. You gave up your dreams, as small as they were, to make your family happy. That’s what family is supposed to do, right?

To be fair, you thought that you were going to get kicked out within six months. You’re really, really not made for this lifestyle. And you probably should have been, but your father was an Admiral and your mother was a Doctor at the most prestigious military hospital in the galaxy, and your older siblings were incredibly high ranked in their respective branches…and you just weren’t.

And then the GAR was dissolved and remade into the Imperial Army, and you thought, now. Now for sure they’ll have to discharge me. 

But still, still they kept you. And, much to your blanket distress, it turns out that you're more competent than most of the people you work with. 

Which is exactly how you ended up in your current situation.

The first couple of months after the Imperial Army took the place of the GAR were hectic, but as things settled, you found yourself getting reassigned. You are now, officially, Crosshair’s handler.

It’s quite possibly the worst thing that’s ever happened to you.

You sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose, “Are you incapable of following orders?” You ask the much taller man standing across from you, his arms are folded across his chest and he has a smug smirk on his face.

“Not so good at following orders, sweetheart.”

“Then maybe I should trade you in for someone who is,” You counter.

“You won’t. No one is as good as I am.” Crosshair is the best sniper in the Imperial army, and he knows it, damn him.

“You’re an arrogant asshole,” You say pointedly, and his smirk widens, “Fine. You did, somehow, manage to complete your mission. So, well done, I guess. But you’re stinking up my office, so get out.”

He just leans against the doorframe, “My hot water rations.”

You exhale slowly through your nose, “Crosshair, have I ever limited the amount of hot water you can use in the showers?”

“I’m just waiting for you to actually turn into as much of an asshole as you like to pretend to be, sweetheart.”

“Get.”

And then he’s gone, allowing the door to slam shut behind him. How, exactly, he managed to slam a sliding door is beyond you, but you don’t care enough to try and figure it out.

You’re pretty sure you hate him. From the top of his silver head to the tips of his toes.

He’s arrogant and pig-headed, and somehow managed to turn something that was a traditional sweet pet name into an insult. And he seems to take joy out of making your life more miserable, which is something of an achievement in and of itself. 

But, even so, you would never replace him with someone else.

Because he actually is as good as he thinks he is. And he does complete every mission that you assign him, and there’s never an excessive loss of life, which you appreciate. 

You push your fingers through your hair, and flicker your gaze across the piles of paperwork covering your desk, and then you sigh. 

You really should have told your parents to kriff off all those years ago, and just gone to school to be a teacher.

Still, if wishes were fishes-

You sigh deeply, and pull your hair out of the strict bun to pull it into a looser tail at the base of your head, and then reach for the tallest pile of paperwork that needs to be finished. 

And then your holo chirps that there’s an incoming call.

You glance at your datapad, and check the number that’s calling in, and then you groan when you see the very familiar number flashing at the top of the screen.

Your Dadmiral is calling.

You sigh one more time, and then press the button on your datapad to answer the call.

“Hi dad,” You say, flickering your gaze to the holo for a split moment, before focusing back on your paperwork.

“Hey kiddo,” Your father is an older man, with hair that’s long since gone gray and a beer belly that he’d have to work at to get rid of. You also know, though you can’t see it through the holo, that his nose is reddened by years of alcohol abuse. “Your hair isn’t in regulation, kid.”

“Ah, so you’re calling as my admiral rather than my dad. Good to know.” You reply tiredly, “What do you need, sir?”

He gazes at you severely, and then sighs, “I need to talk to you about the Dantooine mission.”

You lift your gaze, “Dantooine? That was four months ago.”

“Yes, I know.”

You sigh and open your desk to grab the file he’s talking about, “I know I filled out my paperwork properly-”

“Yes, you’ve always been very diligent about that. But that’s not what I want to talk to you about.” He shifts so that he’s standing at attention, “It has come to my attention that your sniper only killed the men on the list.”

“...yes?”

“Why did he not kill the other members of the cell?”

“...because they weren’t on the list of people to kill.” You reply flatly, “He followed the orders he was given to the letter.”

Your father sighs, “I recognize that. But I hoped that you realized that what the orders meant was that he was supposed to kill all of them.”

“How was I supposed to know that?”

“Hm…I’ll make sure that your orders are more clear from now on.” Your father says, “Now…how are you?”

“Tired. And busy. So if there’s nothing else-?”

“Ah, yes. Right. Well then, I’ll talk to you later.” The call disconnects and you sigh again. If Crosshair knew just how much shit you had to deal with to keep him safe and alive…

Well, he’d likely never believe you. 

No matter. You’ll keep doing what you’re doing because it’s the right thing to do. Not because you like him or anything.

Life continues for you as it always has.

You move from planet to planet, chasing these terrorists. You give Crosshair a list of people he needs to kill, and then you fill out paperwork and move on.

He’s still a dick to you, and you tolerate everything as best as you can.

Still, every now and then, something different happens. 

Today, for example, you have a date. 

A slightly older soldier asked you out to dinner, and honestly, you need to get out and do something before you rip your hair out, or have a nervous breakdown.

So here you are, dressed in a casual dress and some nice-ish heels with your hair loose for the first time in ages, when the door to your office slides open, “Hey, so-” Crosshair stops mid sentence as he steps into your office, and then he smirks and whistles, “Well now, I didn’t know you were actually a woman under that uniform.”

“You’re a pig, and also, don’t you knock?”

“Guilty, and no.” His gaze drags down your body, an almost lecherous grin on his face, “Where are you going looking so dressed up?”

“If you must know,” You reply with a pointed glare, “I have a date.”

“You?”

You glower at him, “Believe it or not, there are people out there who want to spend time with me.”

“With you, or with your family,” Crosshair asks, smirking as you bristle under his comment, “Sheathe your claws, kitten, I happen to think you look nice.”

“You insult me and then compliment me in the same sentence. Stars, you’re so annoying.” You grumble, “What do you need Crosshair?”

He, openly, drags his gaze down your body again, “Nothing. Just wanted to annoy you, and it worked.”

You exhale sharply, “Wow, I think I actually hate you.”

“Yeah, but you’re far too nice to actually get rid of me unlike some of the other Imps.” Crosshair grins at you, and then spins and he’s gone. 

You take a deep breath to try and settle yourself, and when that doesn’t work you take another one. It’s fine. Crosshair just likes getting under your skin, he has no way of knowing that he just picked at your biggest insecurity. 

And even if he did, it's not like he would care.

You take another deep breath, and then you leave your office too. Hopefully this date will go well, you could do with someone to talk to who isn’t Crosshair.

Two hours later, you’re back in your office, your face pressed into your arms as you try to recover from the hurt that your date gave you. 

Crosshair was right.

He wasn’t interested in you, he was interested in your family, and thought that the easiest way to climb the ranks was by getting close to you. And this isn’t the first time this happened. 

In fact, this has happened every single time you’ve tried to go on a date.

The door to your office slides open, and you lift your head slightly. You recognize the armor immediately, “Go away.” You say, your voice muffled by your arms.

“Nah.” Your desk shifts and you lift your head to scowl at Crosshair, “Bad date?”

“You were right. He wanted to use me to rub elbows with my family, congrats. Get out.” You say quietly.

Crosshair doesn’t say anything for a long moment, and then, much to your surprise, you feel his hand on the top of your head, “Did he hurt you?”

“Just emotionally.” You reply.

“...want me to shoot him?”

A muffled laugh falls from your lips, “You can’t shoot someone because they hurt my feelings, Crosshair.”

He scoffs, “Sure I can.”

You lift your head and his hand falls from your hair to your cheek. His touch is hesitant, but he doesn’t pull away. But neither do you, “Honestly, why do you even care?”

“I’m the only one who’s allowed to upset you.” Crosshair replies immediately. 

“You are incredibly frustrating.”

“Yeah, my brothers told me that all of the time too.” He says with a shrug.

“Brothers?”

“Batchmates.” Crosshair clarifies, “They’re not with the Empire. They defected.”

You huff, “Lucky them.” Crosshair’s eyebrows shoot up, and you cough, “Uh…I mean-”

He watches you evenly, “Do you want to defect, kitten?”

“...I never wanted to join the military in the first place,” You admit, “I wanted to be a teacher. But because of who my parents are, no one bothered to even try to kick me out. And then the GAR turned into the Imperial Army and I’m actually competent-”

He watches you evenly, and you lean your head into his hand. At some point his thumb started rubbing soothing circles on your cheek, and you don’t know when, but you do know that it’s soothing.

“Do you have any idea how awful this job is?” You blurt, “They keep pressuring me to decommission you, and I won’t do it because as annoying as you are, you actually are as good as you think you are-” You ramble, “And I’ve never been okay with how the clones were treated and-and and…” You wave your hands helplessly, “Damn it, you’re mine! And they don’t get to tell me to throw you away like yesterday’s trash-”

Your words are cut off when his lips crash against yours.

Crosshair’s lips are warm and slightly chapped, but you’re not thinking about that because his hand is in your hair and his tongue is sliding against your lips.

And when he breaks the kiss, you just blink at him, speechless.

“I’m yours, huh?”

Your face burns, “I…well…yes.” You finally say, “You’re mine to protect and…and it’s probably not what you want-”

“Stop telling me what I do or don’t want,” Crosshair interrupts, his lips pressing against the corner of your mouth, “I’m glad your date went poorly.” He says, “I don’t want other men looking at you, let alone touching you.”

“I don’t belong to you, Crosshair.”

“Wrong. If I’m yours,” His lips trail up your jaw, “Then you’re mine. That’s how it works. And no take backs allowed.”

“God, I hate you.”

“No you don’t, kitten. If you hated me you wouldn’t be letting me do this.” His lips drop to your neck and he bites down, roughly enough you release a yelp.

“You’re actually the worst.” 

Crosshair grins at you, “Come with me.”

“...what?”

“We’re leaving. We’ll find some backwater planet where no one’s heard of clones or the Empire, and you can become a teacher and no one will ever make choices for either of us ever again.” Crosshair murmurs against your throat, “And I get to kiss you as much as we both want.”

You’re quiet for a moment, and then you sigh, “Yeah. Okay.”

Grandmother used to tell you that there was a fine line between love and hate, and when you were a child, you didn’t believe her.

But, as Crosshair drags you to his ship, you’re beginning to understand her.

[angstflavoured]

You have any fic recommendations? Any fandom really lol. You have good takes and interpretation so I feel like you’d have some fire recs

AWH WELL THANK YOU !! I dont actually know how great the ones I read are gonna be since usually the fandoms Im in are scarce on content 💀 but ill go ahead and list a bunch of the ones I really like. I definitely spend way too much of my time reading one shots. REALLY wanna get back into longer fics, but its hard to find ones I care enough to sit down and dedicate time to these days 💔

Smiling Friends

bittersuite, charlie/pim: AND THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED !!!!! THIS FIC CHANGED MY LIFE FOREVER !!!!! It is hurt/no comfort, but its soooo good it hurts so good and also there is supposed to be more eventually so i'd get on this one first bc when the second one drops its gonna be a day in history

Dimples, charlie/pim: I just read this last night and was so pleasantly surprised ☹️ Its so damn cute and I love how it delves more into both of their characters.

Portal 2

interface, chell/wheatley: HANDS down, best portal 2 one shot out there. the way the characterize chell is fucking insane, altered my brain chemistry forever. also wheatley is so hehehheheheh

You Do It, adventure/fact: I have a very love/hate relationship with this author..... Im not the BIGGEST fan of how they characterize them, esp Fact, but its definitely the most decent factventure content out there. I so like this one quite a bit, though their ideas are definitely better in theory than completely in practice. That's how I feel abt a lot of their works, but this person unironically holds the title for like 90% of the factventure content. If you just want some quick cute smut of them, i'd say you should check out their acc, cus I get the factventure fandom is starving LMAOO

I've got the fuse if you've got the light, adventure core/reader: ....erm, very self indulgent for me hehe!!! i was so fucking excited when this dropped

Half-Life/HLVRAI

Autonomous Sweet Mesa Response, benrey/gordon: THIS FIC IS SOOO FUCKING FIREEEEE !!! OH MY GOD, I can't even count the times I've read this one. their dialogue is as good as it comes next to canon. If you like this one, this is the first in a huge series and litearlly all of them are just as good as the first. such a good sit down and binge author. They also have a shit ton of other good hlvrai stuff on their page and they make fire art

If You Asked Me To, benrey/gordon: the way they wrote the sex scene in this changed my brain forever, it was so fucking awesome.... frenrey dynamic makes me WILD

Whispers and Moans, barney/gordon: this whole author has a lot of super cute freehoun :'[ this one deals with them before the resonance cascade AND after and shows how things changed between them and its so precious grrraah

Promise, barney/gordon: again, deals with the timeskip stuff which just always makes my heart hurt... also shower sex smiles

It’s Only Natural, barney/gordon: I DIDNT REALIZE THIS FIC JUST GOT FINISHED THIS YEAR OH MY GODDDD I WAS OBSESSED WITH THIS need to reread this immediately

Team Fortress 2

He's a Rebel, sniper/spy: SUPER fucking cheesy and corny but oh my god its like one of my fav fics ever..... it's just so much fun, like stereotypical fanfic and that's always a good time to me. biker gang member/school teacher au are you fucking kidding me i'll vomit

It IS the Size That Matters, sniper/spy: erm.... BLOWJOBS!! always find myself coming back to this one sorry i really like it hehe

Secure, demo/solider: Not a lot of fics of these guys, which really sucks!! super underrated ship. I liked this one a lot tho, its pretty cute and a little emotional

Something to Rely On, sniper/spy: casual sex but really sniper is in love will forever be my favourite thing ever, it never gets old istg

The Silent Game, sniper/spy: can you tell I really like sniperspy, MORE BLOWJOBS!!!

Disco Elysium

The Collision in Cardiozone HQ, harry/kim: holy. fucking. shit. actually life changing i am not joking. so fucking heartbreaking, it left me hollowed out for like a WEEK after the ending. A longer one for sure, but SO worth it like oh my god

The Catacomb Killer, harry/kim: I don't think I ever fully finished this one, but I remember REALLY liking the whole case the fic was set around. there was so much thought put into it, it was genuinely interesting like a murder mystery show

Retour à nouveau, harry/kim: I did really like the whole plot and buildup in this one, but from what I remember, them getting together was super anticlimatic :P i recall being disappointed, but the whole actual case and their interactions during the fic are super cute

Mortal Kombat 1

the game of idiocy, johnny/kenshi: BY THE SAME AUTHOR AS BITTERSUITE!! this one is sooo fucking cute, the way they write them interacting is so much fun. a little troupey and on the cheesier side, but cmon who doesn't love that

Undertale

Flowey is Not a Good Life Coach: no ships but delves a lot into flowey and papyrus relationship and there's so much good sans development too. SUPER GENERIC, it IS one of the most liked fics, but I remember reading it back when I was a teenager and it blew my fucking mind. ghhghggh i love the way they write the brothers interacting so much

The Party Incident and Other Embarrassing Anecdotes, sans/reader: uhmm.... soo sorry, this fic will forever hold a special little place in my heart. I'm sure if I read it now it would be SO corny cus oh my god it was fucking 2016 like are you kidding, but I'm just a fucking sucker for fake dating. there like 5000000 troupes in this one and theyre all so cute and its just a fun and silly time. it subconsciously inspires so much of my writing in fics. will probably forever be unfinished before they get together though HAHAH so definitely do not read if you're looking for a solid ending. its just about the journey i swear

[th3tism]

Quick rant!!! Sorry that it's not a fic but it is still tf2!!!

Ok, so look at this

Pauling a lesbian. She's a lil fruity. She's a girl kisser.

But a lot of ppl don't know that. If you don't, now you do.

But since there are a lot of ppl who don't know, they ship her with the mercs (medic sniper pyro and scout being rlly popular)

And I feel mean for hating but omg let the silly lesbians have some sort of representation 😭

I always have like just a little ick every time I see a Pauling x merc post

AND I ALWAYS FEEL SO BAD!!!

Like I hate it when people use her (and this can go for literally any female or female presenting character) as just shipping material or just acknowledge her when drawing porn.

Like I feel rlly bad for saying all of this but I just don't fw ships with the mercs and miss Pauling (pyro being a small exception bc of the fact we don't rlly know their gender, and it kinda gives people room for hcs) bc I know that she canonically a lesbian.

BUT I FEEL LIKE A MASSIVE ASSHOLE FOR SAYING THIS BC A LOT OF ART I SEE OF THESE SHIPS GO SO FUCKING HARD! LIKE THE ART STYLE FUCKS, AND THE DYNAMIC WOULD WORK BETWEEN SOME OF THEM! BUT THE SHIP INVOLVES A DUDE! AND I FEEL FUCKING BAD FOR NOT LIKING IT BC THE ART IS SO GOOD!

BUT ALSO LET THE LESBIAN BE LESBIANS!!!!

Btw, before y'all come for me and start being like "erm actually", I'm not saying everyone has to share my opinion and I'm definitely not bashing people for liking straight ships w/ miss Pauling. I know damn well I don't have the power to make people stop making art or stop shipping it. I just wanted to rant a bit and maybe find people with the same opinion. And obviously there are people who draw fem mercs with her and I fw that, bc again, a lot of them would work! Like demo and Pauling for example. I love both of those characters and they'd probably be good friends! But since demo's a guy, and she's lesbian it wouldn't work if they were dating. BUT! Turn it into demowoaman, that's where I'm interested!!!!

And again, if you like shipping miss Pauling and the mercs, that's fine idc. I just think that maybe we should acknowledge the fact that she is a lesbian, and let lesbians have their silly overworked lesbian.

Anygays, I love miss Pauling and she should totally get a silly girlfriend in the seventh comic<3

[theredpharaoah]

Ri’nela as a leader could’ve worked if they’d actually shown her doing things before the literal end of the main quest line. We’re the only Sarentu doing anything the entire game. We’re the one all the clans know of and hear stories about. We’re the one constantly gagging Mercer and Harding. We’re the ones learning about Pandora, Eywa, every clan’s traditions and beliefs, adopting those traditions and beliefs, etc. We’ve been performing the function of Tsahik and Olo’eykton the entire game, so it’s gonna feel weird and irritating when the game starts suggesting someone else be leader. Especially when they don’t even float the idea of your character being a co-ruler whatsoever. I mean if we want to get into it, the Resistance treats us horribly. I literally just had Alexander yelling in my damn ear to hurry up and save his ass, while me and my Ikran are being shot at by helicopters, AMPS, and Snipers, as we are in the middle of saving his ass. Relationship troubles? Grief? Guilt? Shame? They’re running to us for help, not Ri’nela. And then our character is the only person who doesn’t hate or greatly dislike all humans. Even Ri’nela ignorantly paints humans in broad strokes.

I would’ve LOVED if they’d made it a string of missions for us to teach our clansmates the stuff we learned. I would’ve especially loved helping them on their first flights. The Sarentu are nomads, but we have to have some sort of ancestral home somewhere. I would love for it to be a mission to find and refurbish it; tame the Ikran there or create a new rookery. But I’m not doing all that just to not get any credit. And trash it’s just a game, but I’ve spent hours in this damn game grinding. So yes, I want my flowers.

[local-crying-boy]

🄷🄰🄳🄸🅁 🄺🄰🅁🄸🄼

𝔸 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥

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Pairing: Hadir Karim x Fem!Reader

Genre: One-shot, fluff, teaching

Warnings: Nothing too bad, not my best work but I know nothing about sniper rifles, kinda short dialogue + paragraphs

Summary: Hadir Karim teaches you how to use a sniper properly after he noticed you were struggling.

Word Count: 831

A/N: definitely did NOT find this prompt on character ai

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You often thought that snipers were a weapon difficult to handle, you never did get used to how to manage the wind and distance as a variable when shooting. Shooting from closer range was much more easier, you thought.

However, you knew that you had to learn how to aim well, or at least half decent, if you were going to be a better soldier, one that could be considered honourable. You had to learn how to handle various weapons.

Hadir was a smart man, he had once tampered with a sniper to improve the scope and other aspect of it - no matter how he explained it, you couldn’t entirely wrap your head around what he exactly did to it, you just know it became significantly better.

You could have just asked Hadir to help you out, figure out the ins and outs of handling a sniper well. He was an amazing sniper, you took Farah’s word for it, alongside seeing it first hand.

However, you were much too stubborn for that and you didn’t want anyone to think you were incompetent with certain weapons. Anyway, you knew how to use a sniper, it was actually the action of using it that was flawed.

Although, one thing led to another, and Hadir ended up offering to help your skills with using a sniper. He’d noticed your undeniable struggle when you were trying to practice and was quick to decide to go and teach you.

So, that was how you got into the current situation. You were prone, sniper rifle close and tight in your hands, and head tilted just to properly see through the scope. Your focus was on the watermelon that was a distance away.

That damned watermelon.

You started to hate the sight of the damned thing, it was pissing you off and you were starting to lose patience with the inanimate object as if it was affecting your chances at hitting it.

“Steady your hands.” Hadir instructed you from his position just behind you, he was crouching down so that he could see every little flaw.

You shifted your hands lightly, attempting to ‘steady your hands’. Your eyes narrowed, frustration quick to set in. There was a moment, you were analysing everything, though there was a chance that you were trying to fool yourself and Hadir.

Then you pressed your finger against the trigger, firing.

You let out a groan of anger, looking out from the scope and seeing that you missed once more. How the hell were you doing this?

Hadir was quick to calm you, though he had let out an amused laugh. “Okay, okay.”

“Here, steady your aim.” He instructed once more, inching closer to you so that he could alter your hand positioning. “Now, try again.”

You huffed and shook your head, looking through the scope once more. “I’m no good at this, never bloody was.”

He shook his head, looking over your position and your hands, as if trying to gauge out what else was flawed and was affecting your ability to hit the target. “You just have to practice.”

“I’ve been practicing.” You huffed quietly, shifting your arms as if to ease the tension that clung into your muscles for dear life. “I still can’t do it.”

“It’s because you’re tense.” Hadir said with a soft scoff, moving your arms into a more comfortable position which would allow you to hold the sniper easier. “And you’re not holding correctly.”

You tutted quietly, but didn’t object as his hands guided your arms into a better position and your hands to have a better grip.

“Try again.” He instructed, taking a small step back as he looked over your positioning once more, seemingly finding no other flaws.

You looked through the scope once more, not firing immediately, but taking a few moments to just simply taking a deep breath. You were trying so hard not to shift once more, it was just something that you felt like you had to do, as if to prove you were able to get into a good enough position without Hadir’s guidance.

You reloaded, hearing the small ‘click’ as you did, finger resting on the trigger once more.

And you fired…

You heard the explosion of the watermelon, looking out from the scope as a huge smile appeared on your face.

“Holy-” you breathed out, moving up a little as if you couldn’t believe your eyes that you actually hit it. A small breathless laugh escaped your lips as you looked over at Hadir.

You were met with the proud gaze of Hadir, a smirk on his face as his arms rested on his knees, still in his crouched position. “See? You just had to relax.”

You scoffed lightly, rolling my eyes. “I needed a good teacher.”

“I’ll take the compliment.” Hadir chuckled lightly, standing up, “I’ll get more targets so you can practice more.”

“You want to stick around?” You asked, looking up at him as you rested your sniper on the floor, the smile still clear on your face. “Just in case I mess up again.”

“I’m not busy.” He said with a hum.

Masterlist

[beanghostprincess]

Thinking of Sanji introducing Usopp as his boyfriend to Zeff and Usopp being absolutely terrified by this man. He has gone on so many adventures with his crew, faced so many dangers and gone trough so much character development, he truly has changed over the years and become braver as a result… but when he’s faced with this stern faced man who ATE his OWN damn leg he immediatly turns into an overly nervous polite little lad trying to make a good impression. He feels like a tween asking a father if he can take his daughter to prom. Horrified. Zeff not really warming up over the evening doesn’t help matters. He’s polite but distant, which Usopp reads as disdainful as they all eat together and Sanji so effortlessly manages to not be scared but also bicker with his father figure like old times immediately. His boyfriends father HATES him he’s convinced. Until he’s ready to stiffly exchange handshakes at the end of the evening and instead of Zeff crushing his hand the man just looks him straight into the eye and goes „You’re a fine man. I’m glad you’re taking care of my boy.“ and gives him a rough but honest pat on the shoulder before wordlessly going back to work. And from a man this blunt and honest, that’s high praise and Usopp feels like he’s floating for an entire week right after.

Tldr: Zeff instantly accepts Usopp as his son in law but is just that kind ™️ of dad that cannot communicate that stuff properly.

This is the cutest and realest thing,,, And Sanji would, like, be so confused about Usopp being nervous all the time when Zeff is clearly accepting Usopp right away! ('clearly' because the only one who can tell the difference between his emotions is probably Sanji). Sanji would be so confident about it, anyway, because even if Zeff didn't accept Usopp, is that actually going to stop him from dating the sniper? The answer is obviously no, although he does want his father to like Usopp, deep down, instead of getting into another of their fights. But yeah, Zeff is one of those dads and he's also intimidating af so of course Usopp is scared.

Honestly, new concept: Zeff accepts him right away and he genuinely likes Usopp a lot but he has never seen Sanji so in love before and it deeply scares the shit out of him because he doesn't want his kid to end up heartbroken and, well, it's just another reminder that he grew up. And he's one of those dads who's shitty at communicating and seems mad all the time but he actually likes Usopp a lot! However- However!!! Usopp genuinely thinks Zeff hates him, and he has been scared af all day long. Until the end, when Sanji is already heading outside and Usopp and Zeff speak privately. And somehow Usopp manages to be more confident and tell (yell at) Zeff that he has been a great dad to Sanji and he appreciates that but he's not going to let his shitty opinion affect their love!!!!!!!!!!! Zeff loves that, btw. He was worried about his son growing up too fast and ending up heartbroken, but with such a ridiculous (but beautiful) statement like this one, he realizes that yeah, they're still young and he has nothing to worry about, and that at least Sanji has somebody to love him when his fatherly love and protectiveness aren't around.

And then it's basically just a pat on the back, a simple smile, and a: "Now get the fuck out of my restaurant because unlike you two lovebirds I have work to do".

Thank you for this idea btw!! I love when we include Zeff in these things because I think he's a very crucial part of Sanji's character and he would love his favorite people to meet properly.

[barghestapologist]

I spend an inappropriate amount of time thinking about my cyberpunk ocs, so I figured I'd write a little about some of my design principles for making a cyberpunk character that fits well into the world! These are just some of the guidelines I use for making characters that helps me flesh them out better. This is something I’ve had the idea to do for a bit, but you all also seem to love my ocs which only furthers my insanity!! Thank you all for my interest in them, it makes me so happy 😭

-Basing around an npc

For both Kerberos and Garnett, I based their characters around npcs present in the game, but this only works well in specific cases. For both of their bases, these are characters without major significance. Garnett's base, the sniper commando in the Black Sapphire sniper nest, is an npc with no name, no reoccurrence, and no real significance outside the scene where you knock him out. While this npc can be killed, you kind of have to go out of your way to do so. This left me with a good blank slate of a character to work with! Even better, this npc has motivation I was able to use. V knocks him out, steals his gun, and he presumably faces the consequences of not detecting and dispatching an intruder. While not all of my cyberpunk ocs are based around npcs, I find that it can make things a lot easier and more fun!

-Connection to V

This is actually a principle my girlfriend came up with, and I think it's not only useful, but can also be really fucking funny. Connections to any existing character are fun to develop, but I personally find V’s connections to be most interesting. V's had an influence on the better part of Night City in one way or another, and probably on your ocs too! While this influence can be positive or negative, I think it's way funnier if it's negative. Thinking realistically though, how many people is V the antagonist to? For Garnett, she snatches his huge expensive gun and gets him demoted. He may not hate her (he's too damn nice) but she undoubtably makes his life harder. For Kerberos, V's ultimately the one that kills Slider, another powerful netrunner in Dogtown. This has no direct effect on him, but it sure sets his nerves on end, and influences his story further down the road. Of course, it can get a little unrealistic to have every one of your ocs have this sort of connection, but be real, V's fucking everywhere, and their actions in the grand scheme of things will have an effect on your oc somewhere. I find its funniest when two ocs that have had separate interactions with V get to talking and realize they’ve been fucked over by the same person 😭

-Finding your niche

Any oc, whether they're a truly original character in an original storyline, or a fan character like I'm discussing, has a distinct place they fit into their world. With cyberpunk, a pre existing universe with its own rigidities, there's a billion things to consider when trying to find just where an oc fits, but that's the fun part! Which existing characters do they know, which are their allies and which their enemies? Who do they work for currently, and who in the past? Where are they from? How'd they end up where they are now? And the all important question of why the fuck are they still in Night City There's a LOT to consider when keeping things realistic, but don't get ahead of yourself. It's cyberpunk, and realism shouldn't be all you're shooting for! If you're not finding quite the right spot, don't be afraid to change things a little! It's virtually impossible to stick to canon 100% when making ocs for anything, so you might as well do shit your own way.

-Personal pieces

Almost every major npc in cyberpunk has a custom weapon, and some have custom vehicles as well. Both of these factors, I feel, are as crucial as anything else when making a cyberpunk oc. In Night City, your iron and your wheels are second only to your life. A lot can be said about a character by the weapon they wield. Is this just something they use to protect themselves, or is their weapon something they treat as an extension of their body? A tool or their baby? The same goes for vehicles. Is this some barely functional hunk of metal that gets them around, or would they scream and cry over the smallest scratch? Garnett's custom weapon, "Houndstooth", a brass knuckle trench knife, isn't something he has a particular attachment to. Sure he named it, sure its saved his life once or twice, but to him, it's just a knife. His car on the other hand, "Courser", a highly customized Quadra type-66 640 TS, is absolutely everything to him. It gets graffitied and he clutches his chest like he's been shot. First adding these, they seemed like trivial details akin to fun facts to me, but the more I developed on them, the more they contributed to his character. I say every part is my favorite to develop, but there's something about the weapons and vehicles I have a ton of fun with.

Done reading? Thank you hehe ok go work on your ocs NOW!!

[ghostie-ghoulie]

Hey there! I'm Ghostie-Ghoulie. I have had this app for years and always wanted to post, so here I am!

Currently, I'm obsessed with anything Until Dawn or Resident Evil related. I can't ever shut my mouth about them.

My content will either consist of possible art or my fanfiction about certain fandoms I enjoy.

This is an 18+ blog! So, if you are a minor, please, in the most polite way possible, leave my page.

These Fandoms that I am a part of happen to be:

Until Dawn

Resident Evil (a personal favorite)

Horror movies (Ghostface, Hellrasier, Chucky, IT, Etc)

The Wolf Among Us

Mortal Kombat

Cyberpunk

Arcane

Team Fortress 2

Star Wars

Star Wars: The Bad batch

Ghost (band)

Sallyface

Bendy And The Ink Machine

Spiderman (mostly the spiderverse movies)

Dark Deception

Devil May Cry

More fandoms can be added later!

I will write Smut, oneshots, small imagines, and multichapter stories. I'm a sucker for smut, so you're gonna get that out of me once I finally get the hang of it.

Important note: I only write XReaders for now. I know that might suck for a lot of people, but it is something I heavily enjoy. I know people don't like it (Y/n, I'm looking at you), but the stereotypical cringe XReader stories that drive me up a wall will not be here. I will try my hardest to make the apperence vague, but personality might be a challenge. Though, hey! Everyone needs their practice. I can't go writing an emotionless reader, eh?

The readers I write for will mostly, if not entirely, be gender neutral or feminine. I'm sorry if this is a major letdown, but I do not trust my abilities to delve into a male reader just yet. I most write for male characters in general, and as love interests, but I can write for women when it comes to romance. I am both for ladies and gents.

Another very important note: I have a major history regarding mental health. Stress comes to me easy, and with stress comes heavy burnout. My brain gets fried, and my creativity goes down 6 feet under. All I ask is that you be very patient with me until I recover. This might mean small breaks or long breaks. Requests may be hard to handle, but if I'm ready, I'll think about doing them. You are able to send in asks! I may not be able to do full requests, but maybe some thoughts for a writing I could possibly start off with.

I am very understanding when it comes to emotional and mental related things because I have experienced my fair share of dealing with it. These topics will show up sometimes in various writings. If these bother you, worry not! Warnings will be placed.

This is a page friendly one towards everyone. I do not stand for hate of any kind. Sure, we're through a damn screen, but I still won't tolerate it. So please, no hate or arguments. If opinions differ, it doesn't mean we need to clash.

Characters that I could possibly write for consist of:

Until Dawn

Chris Hartley

Mike Monroe

Josh Washington

Matt Taylor

Resident Evil

Leon Kennedy

Karl Heisenburg

Luis Sera

Jack Krauser

Albert Wesker

Devil May Cry

Johnny Cage

Vergil Sparda

Dante Sparda

Nero sparda

Mortal Kombat

Syzoth (Reptile)

Tomas (Smoke)

Bi-han (Sub-Zero)

Kuai liang (Scorpian)

Liu Kang

Cyberpunk

Johnny Silverhand

Viktor Vektor (he needs more love and attention. I love him sm)

Team Fortress 2

Spy

Sniper

Medic

(Possibly the rest)

Star Wars

Captain Rex

(Probably will write for a bunch of clones, tbh)

Hondo Ohnaka

Darth Maul

Darth Vader

Boba Fett

Din Djarin

Hunter

Crosshair

Tech

Wrecker

Echo

The Wolf Among Us

Bigby Wolf

I think that's all I've really got for now. More of course can be added later to masterlists. I'm just giving you good ideas on who I would love to write for.

(I will probably reform this because damn it looks jumbled, but hey, I'm inexperienced with actually posting on Tumblr.)

[allora1233]

𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕦𝕥𝕖: 𝕂𝕖𝕟𝕞𝕒 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

𝔽𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗

𝕐/ℕ 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕂𝕖𝕟𝕞𝕒 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖

Word count: 629

You know without a shadow of a doubt that when it comes to playing games with each other, you and Kenma can get really competitive. So much so that when you end up playing on opposite teams, whoever loses throws a huge hissy fit afterwards. Lucky, that usually results in the winner giving kisses and cuddles to the loser, so it really was a win win situation no matter what.

However, you and Kenma have a nasty habit of making bets. Sometimes, the bets don't even make sense or relate to whatever game it is you're both playing. And the stakes of those bets are even more ridiculous. Like, the bet will be, "I bet I can grab more coins than you by the time the rounds over," and the punishment is, "If I win, you have to act like a dog for a whole hour." Just a bunch of random bullshit. But it's fun random bullshit, so you guys never questioned it before.

Kuroo most definitely finds it a little weird when he overhears your conversations. Like you'll wager, "If my skin wins the skin comp, then you have to wear a dress for your next practice." It honestly concerns him sometimes, but he never says anything because it was always funny when Kenma would have to come in some weird outfits during practice.

But most of your real disputes and "arguments'' come from whenever you guys argue who the best character in a game is. Here is a little scenario that I believe would happen: (and apologizes for using Overwatch as the example, its a good game okay?)

"Damn, someone already took Widowmaker." You huff. Kenma's face distorts with disgust. "Widowmaker, seriously? Ana is definitely the best sniper." You stop and slowly turn around, looking over at Kenma. "Are you serious? There are only 4 snipers in the whole game and you wanna pick Ana? She does, like, no damage dude."

"Well, neither does Widow unless you can actually land a shot." He looks over at you with unamused eyes. "Oh shut up! Not like you're much better at aiming, Mr. D.Va main!" You and Kenma both knew where this conversation was gonna end up, but the heat of the moment always prevented either of you from backing down. "D.Va is the best damn tank in this game and you know it! And unlike you, Mercy main, I can actually defend myself and fight instead of hiding behind all the strong players."

"Without my healing and power boosts, you'd be dead so many times that it's uncountable. My healing keeps you from losing the payload you arrogant prick." Those kinds of insulting nicknames were commonplace in both of your vocabulary's at this point, so it didn't really hurt him.

Nonetheless, a hush falls over the two of you, neither of you looking at one another. After what maybe be an hour of you two playing games in silence, you sigh softly and turn to him. You knew he could be stubborn sometimes, and so can you, but you knew he wasn't going to be the one to bring it up again after it seemed like the issue had been dropped.

You stand up from your chair and walk over to where he was sitting in his own chair, leaning down and wrapping your arms around his neck from behind. "We good?" You ask softly, just like you have every other time something like this happens. Kenma nods, a faint smile on his lips. "We're good." And no more needed to be said.

Because despite your differences when it comes to something small like video games, both of you knew that your little quarrels were nothing to actually get mad about and hate each other over.

You know without a shadow of a doubt that when it comes to playing games with each other, you and Kenma can get really competitive. So much so that when you end up playing on opposite teams, whoever loses throws a huge hissy fit afterwards. Lucky, that usually results in the winner giving kisses and cuddles to the loser, so it really was a win win situation no matter what.

However, you and Kenma have a nasty habit of making bets. Sometimes, the bets don't even make sense or relate to whatever game it is you're both playing. And the stakes of those bets are even more ridiculous. Like, the bet will be, "I bet I can grab more coins than you by the time the rounds over," and the punishment is, "If I win, you have to act like a dog for a whole hour." Just a bunch of random bullshit. But it's fun random bullshit, so you guys never questioned it before.

Kuroo most definitely finds it a little weird when he overhears your conversations. Like you'll wager, "If my skin wins the skin comp, then you have to wear a dress for your next practice." It honestly concerns him sometimes, but he never says anything because it was always funny when Kenma would have to come in some weird outfits during practice.

But most of your real disputes and "arguments'' come from whenever you guys argue who the best character in a game is. Here is a little scenario that I believe would happen: (and apologizes for using Overwatch as the example, its a good game okay?)

"Damn, someone already took Widowmaker." You huff. Kenma's face distorts with disgust. "Widowmaker, seriously? Ana is definitely the best sniper." You stop and slowly turn around, looking over at Kenma. "Are you serious? There are only 4 snipers in the whole game and you wanna pick Ana? She does, like, no damage dude."

"Well, neither does Widow unless you can actually land a shot." He looks over at you with unamused eyes. "Oh shut up! Not like you're much better at aiming, Mr. D.Va main!" You and Kenma both knew where this conversation was gonna end up, but the heat of the moment always prevented either of you from backing down. "D.Va is the best damn tank in this game and you know it! And unlike you, Mercy main, I can actually defend myself and fight instead of hiding behind all the strong players."

"Without my healing and power boosts, you'd be dead so many times that it's uncountable. My healing keeps you from losing the payload you arrogant prick." Those kinds of insulting nicknames were commonplace in both of your vocabulary's at this point, so it didn't really hurt him.

Nonetheless, a hush falls over the two of you, neither of you looking at one another. After what maybe be an hour of you two playing games in silence, you sigh softly and turn to him. You knew he could be stubborn sometimes, and so can you, but you knew he wasn't going to be the one to bring it up again after it seemed like the issue had been dropped.

You stand up from your chair and walk over to where he was sitting in his own chair, leaning down and wrapping your arms around his neck from behind. "We good?" You ask softly, just like you have every other time something like this happens. Kenma nods, a faint smile on his lips. "We're good." And no more needed to be said.

Because despite your differences when it comes to something small like video games, both of you knew that your little quarrels were nothing to actually get mad about and hate each other over.

You know without a shadow of a doubt that when it comes to playing games with each other, you and Kenma can get really competitive. So much so that when you end up playing on opposite teams, whoever loses throws a huge hissy fit afterwards. Lucky, that usually results in the winner giving kisses and cuddles to the loser, so it really was a win win situation no matter what.

However, you and Kenma have a nasty habit of making bets. Sometimes, the bets don't even make sense or relate to whatever game it is you're both playing. And the stakes of those bets are even more ridiculous. Like, the bet will be, "I bet I can grab more coins than you by the time the rounds over," and the punishment is, "If I win, you have to act like a dog for a whole hour." Just a bunch of random bullshit. But it's fun random bullshit, so you guys never questioned it before.

Kuroo most definitely finds it a little weird when he overhears your conversations. Like you'll wager, "If my skin wins the skin comp, then you have to wear a dress for your next practice." It honestly concerns him sometimes, but he never says anything because it was always funny when Kenma would have to come in some weird outfits during practice.

But most of your real disputes and "arguments'' come from whenever you guys argue who the best character in a game is. Here is a little scenario that I believe would happen: (and apologizes for using Overwatch as the example, its a good game okay?)

"Damn, someone already took Widowmaker." You huff. Kenma's face distorts with disgust. "Widowmaker, seriously? Ana is definitely the best sniper." You stop and slowly turn around, looking over at Kenma. "Are you serious? There are only 4 snipers in the whole game and you wanna pick Ana? She does, like, no damage dude."

"Well, neither does Widow unless you can actually land a shot." He looks over at you with unamused eyes. "Oh shut up! Not like you're much better at aiming, Mr. D.Va main!" You and Kenma both knew where this conversation was gonna end up, but the heat of the moment always prevented either of you from backing down. "D.Va is the best damn tank in this game and you know it! And unlike you, Mercy main, I can actually defend myself and fight instead of hiding behind all the strong players."

"Without my healing and power boosts, you'd be dead so many times that it's uncountable. My healing keeps you from losing the payload you arrogant prick." Those kinds of insulting nicknames were commonplace in both of your vocabulary's at this point, so it didn't really hurt him.

Nonetheless, a hush falls over the two of you, neither of you looking at one another. After what maybe be an hour of you two playing games in silence, you sigh softly and turn to him. You knew he could be stubborn sometimes, and so can you, but you knew he wasn't going to be the one to bring it up again after it seemed like the issue had been dropped.

You stand up from your chair and walk over to where he was sitting in his own chair, leaning down and wrapping your arms around his neck from behind. "We good?" You ask softly, just like you have every other time something like this happens. Kenma nods, a faint smile on his lips. "We're good." And no more needed to be said.

Because despite your differences when it comes to something small like video games, both of you knew that your little quarrels were nothing to actually get mad about and hate each other over.

[meet-the-coffee]

TF2 Fucked Up-Au (or something)

I once started working on a totally odd as shit au that I forgot about, and I didn't even finish working on what the au's theme was, nor what each merc would be like to make it this a unique au????

DISCLAIMER: i don't agree with any of the weird shit these characters do in this au. But horror exists for a reason :)

Anyway here's what I remember:

Scout:

Is like a total stoner. Chill as hell. Piercings. Smokes cigarettes too. Fuckin dumbass. Comes to work high all the time. Doesn't give too much of a shit about much. Has ladies over often but never catches any feelings. Thinks Miss Pauling is just an object he wants to smash. He's an asshole. I hate him, he's a lil shit.

Pyro:

Actual serial killer. Tall as shit. Wide... Doesn't talk. Just breathes loudly and axes you to death or sets you on fire. Isn't as much of a "rainbow pyroland of unicorns and sunshine" as it is that he's complete and utter danger. A psycho. Tall and strong enough to michael myers-chokehold you with one hand against a wall.

Made up on a whim:

Sniper:

Total fucking sociopath. He's the crazed gunman with mental sickness that his canon counterpart in Meet the Sniper says he is NOT... yeah this guy doesn't snicker because he shot someone, or that he likes clicking on heads for the funsies, or for money... this guy loves all of that, but is a fucking creep while at it. He freaks people out. He isn't trying to be discrete while stalking people but he is so damn good at his interest - He is silent as death. He will stalk you home. He will watch you sleep through the window, preferrably snap a few photos or just find your breathing nice to listen to. He likes to feel warm blood on his fingers and loves that metallic smell. He's into weird shit. Don't be near him because he's unpredictable as fuck. He's manipulative, seem friendly, and then once you turn your back, you'll wake up two days later high as shit with a pounding headache, bound with your hands behind your back to an iron bar. He probably uses you for aim practice while drunk as hell. Do. Not. Turn your eyes. Away from him.

Spy:

Spy is anxious and emotional as hell, paranoid as shit and his worst-case scenario is The People finding him, especially if they find out Scout is his son. He does everything to push Scout away only because he doesn't want anything to happen to him. He's on a heavy dosage of medication to deal with it all.

Demoman:

He is so tidy. He's trying to remain composed and watches his friends get fucked up and he can't even do anything about it. He hates it. It tears him to bits when he's trying to sleep. But he likes to help, he listens to their rambles and keeps an ear out to pick up on his friends needs. He was raised by his mom and she taught him to be a kind and sensitive boy.

Medic:

I can't quite make my mind up on this guy. It's so cliché to just make him an utter lunatic but I don't feel him to be a soft guy either. There's a connection to his friends but I can't quite tell what it would be. It's a huge w.i.p.

...

Engie, Heavy and Soldier I'm don't know at all yet. And nothing is set in stone anyway.

Miss Pauling might just be an evil and fucked up gal who works like a puppet under the Administrator, idk,,

This is what I've got so far :')