#its bad but i wanted to post it

[bunnyslize]

Keep Me Awake [Swagtre Fanfic]

Just a good old swagtre fluff, might be OOC. (idk if this should be teen rating or mature but it contains making out and stuff so yeah)

Entre’s laying on his cot, tired out of his mind. Late at night yet he couldn’t sleep. He tossed and turned in bed, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in. It was no use, he didn’t feel like sleeping either so Entre decided to take a quick walk, walking might clear his mind from everything. He walked around the camp, checking each tent to see if anyone was awake. Not surprisingly, most of them were asleep. He tiptoed around, trying not to wake anyone when suddenly he felt a touch on his shoulders.

“Ahhh!” Entre screamed, surprised and scared at the same time. Who could this possibly be? Was he gonna end up like one of those horror movie characters? Thoughts swarmed upon his head as he trembled in fear, only to realize that it was Swag behind him.

“Ha! You should’ve seen the look of your face, so fucking hilarious.” Swag chuckled as he was trying hard not to laugh out loudly.

“God damn it Swag… You almost gave me a heart attack.” Entre sighed as he looked upon Swag with tired eyes.

“So, what are you doing out here late anyways?”

“I couldn’t sleep. What are YOU doing out here?”

“I couldn’t sleep either.” Swag grins as he gazes upon Entre’s tired face. “So, how about we go inside my tent or something, it’s late.”

“No, why would I-” Before Entre could say a thing, Swag grabs Entre’s hand and pulls him to his tent.

“Geez! Ok fine, I'll do what you want, it’s not like I’ve got anything to do so.” Entre muttered as he sat on Swag’s cot. Swag did the same, sitting right next to the other Once-ler. The two just sat there in silence, not knowing what to say. So quiet that they could hear each other’s breathing. Entre gulped as he felt awkward sitting with Swag like this. He couldn’t read Swag’s face because he was wearing sunglasses, even when it was dark. Why was he wearing them this late anyways? He could tell that Swag was smirking now, he definitely noticed that he was staring at him; Entre turned his head around in embarrassment.

After a few seconds of staring at the wall, he felt a slight touch on his hand, which he tried to ignore but it was too ticklish to do so. Swag was brushing his fingers against his, ever so slightly touching his fingers, playing with them. God damn, was he messing with him again? Entre could feel his stomach churn a bit, but not in a bad way, it felt weird. He just sat there, letting Swag play with his hand whatever he liked. It was not long till Entre felt Swag grabbing his hands, intertwining their fingers together. He almost jumped, face heating up inaudibly. Swag gave his hand a slight squeeze, making the younger Once-ler almost jump again. His face felt too hot, and his hands felt too sweaty.

With his thumb, Swag brushed it against Entre’s hand slightly. Was he trying to tell him something? God, this felt too intimate, his face felt like burning and Swag’s hand felt soft due to the glove he was wearing. Entre squeezed his hand back, wanting to feel the softness of Swag’s hand more. He could tell that Swag was smirking again, holding his hand tightly then ever.

“Gay.” Swag grinned as he squeezed his hands once again. Entre trembled, this shouldn’t be making him this shy, he thought.

“Y-you were the one who grabbed my hand…!” Entre blurted back, but still held Swag’s hand tightly.

“God, your face is so red.” Swag chuckled, suddenly letting his hand go. Entre sighed at the loss of contact, did he like it? No, he didn’t. He didn’t…? Thoughts were swarming again, but it stopped when He felt another touch on his body. Swag was now on his lap, straddling him, placing his hands on his shoulder and waist. Entre felt his heart jumping out of his throat, what the fuck was going on now? He was messing with him so badly, but Entre couldn’t say no. It felt weirdly good for some reason. Swag was half hugging him, Entre decided to hug him back with his two trembling hands, placing them on Swag’s back. He caressed Swag’s back lightly, not sure what was doing, but went along with his instinct.

Their bodies were pressed tightly, being able to feel their heartbeats combined, Entre hoped that Swag couldn’t feel it much since his heart was pounding out trying to break free from his chest. But Swag’s heart was beating as much as his, maybe he felt the same? He could feel Swag’s breath ghosting on his face, Still he couldn’t tell what Swag was thinking because of those stupid sunglasses, he decided to take those off. With one hand, he slowly took the sunglasses off him, revealing Swag’s pretty, half-lidded blue eyes. Swag didn’t say a word, but stared at Entre intensely. They both stared at each other for a while, lost in the gaze. He still couldn’t tell what Swag was thinking, but he could tell that he had a slight blush on his face.

Entre wanted to kiss that fucker so badly. He wanted to kiss that lips of his really badly. His lips were a bit chapped, but still it looked so kissable. Wait, what was he thinking? He shook his thoughts away but couldn’t keep staring at Swag’s pretty lips. Swag took notice of this and grinned, that infamous shit-eating grin was plastered over his face. Fuck, he noticed it. Entre purposefully avoided his gaze, feeling embarrassed but couldn’t help but keep peaking at his face from time to time.

Suddenly, he felt something wet on his face, and a face pressed against him. Swag placed a tongue on his cheek, licking him. Entre almost jumped for the third time, his face heating up. He trembled as he could feel Swag’s face so close to him and the tongue so close to his face, he was teasing him.

“Stop messing with me, you don’t know what you're doing…” Entre trembled out as he now felt Swag’s lips on his cheeks, almost kissing the same spot.

“Maybe or maybe not.” Swag pressed his lips on Entre’s cheeks, softly kissing him. Entre was going to explode if Swag kept teasing him. But oh, how the kiss on his cheeks felt so wonderful. Swag’s face was pressed right on his, breath ghosting on his face.

Entre decided to take matters himself, getting closer to Swag’s lips, trying to kiss him. They were so close, too close that their lips were inches apart. He paused for a moment, breathing Swag’s air. Entre made his move, pressing his lips against Swag’s chapped ones. To his surprise, Swag kisses him back, their lips stayed pressed for a good minute till Swag pulls away first.

“This is so gay.” Swag chuckles as he kisses Entre again, rubbing Entre’s back gently. Entre’s lost in the kiss, he parts his lips slightly, and as soon as he does that Swag’s tongue meets his. He gently sucked on Entre’s tongue, causing him to whimper slightly. This time, Entre pulls out first, panting and gasping for air. Swag gave no time for Entre to relax as he softly placed his lips against his, this time firmer than the last time, his tongue slightly tickling the other’s chapped lips. Entre’s heart thumped as he felt his lip tickle against the sly touch of his.

Swag heatedly slid his tongue inside Entre’s parted lips. He gave a playful suck on his tongue once again, his fingers ghosting over his neck. Entre followed suit, flicking his tongue over the older’s. His hands dug in his hair, but not enough to hurt. The butterflies in his stomach were going crazy as Swag’s tongue rolled over him lusciously.

Their lips parted against each other, both breathing heavily now as Swag wrapped his arms around Entre's body, pressing his own tightly on his, both being able to feel their heartbeats beating against their chests. The two panted, staring at each other for a good while, breathing each other’s scent. Two of them were consumed in the moment not knowing what to say anymore, just gazing upon each other's lustful eyes with flustered expressions. Swag gave tender kisses on the flushed boy’s jawline, rubbing his back with his free hands.

They were just enjoying the warmth of each other, till Swag made his way towards Entre’s neck. Swag’s breath ghosted on his neck, he was hungrily staring at it. Entre’s face heated up as he felt Swag sensually sucking his neck skin. His tongue lapped over his neck, Entre could feel his blush spreading down all over as Swag lavished his neck with kisses and licks. It felt ticklish to have someone licking his neck, but it somehow turned him on by judging by the small sounds that escaped from his throat.

His mind started to go numb as Swag started to nibble on it, still gently sucking his skin as well. Swag’s free hand was still rubbing his back, hands all over him. He bit his neck, not hard enough to break skin, earning a sharp moan out of Entre. Swag licked the place where he bit Entre, pressing his lips over it. Another bite, another moan from Entre. Each bite got a reaction, Entre trembling and grasping Swag tightly. Soon, his neck was covered in hickeys and bruises, Swag proudly staring at it as he kept on nibbling on his neck.

Entre’s face was bright red, his whole body trembling from the sensations. Swag softly rubbed his face, tracing his fingers on the freckles under his eyes. He gazed at him suggestively, making his blush darken as if it was possible.

“What was all that for?” Entre asked nervously as Swag kept caressing his face.

“Go to sleep, it’s late.” Swag got off Entre’s lap as he laid on the cot, suggesting Entre to lay down next to him.

“You’re not answering my question…” Entre grunted as he laid next to Swag, as he did so the older pulled him close, wrapping his arms around him.

“I’m cold, I need to steal your body heat.” Swag grinned as he pressed his body against the younger, making his heart thump once again. Entre didn’t say a word, but instead he wrapped his arms around Swag, hugging him tightly.

“Goodnight.” Swag closed his eyes, leaving Entre’s mind confused.

“Goodnight…”

[raynewolferune]

DC x DP Prompt: Bruce is bad at emoting but at least ghosts are empathic (too bad bat kids are not)

Was reading Twincognito on AO3 when I stumbled across this gem again:

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" “Danny, Tim. I was just…checking in. Is everything alright?” Curse his inability to make meaningful conversation when it wasn’t a life or death situation.

They glanced at each other and shrugged.

Then Danny hauled himself out of the bed and walked over to Bruce.

Bruce tried not to let too much excitement show on his face. "

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Now I really want to read a story where Bruce adopts Danny post Meta trafficking and is being his usual emotionally constipated self. His kids keep getting mad at him because he's treating their new meta brother who was trafficked poorly (generally being stilted in conversation with him, walking away hurriedly mid-conversation, avoiding Danny when he's feeling really awkward, etc). They think Bruce is discriminating against Danny for being a civilian, meta, dealer's pick, but really it's just Bruce being horribly socially awkward. Danny knows this because of ghost empathy and find the whole thing hilarious. The whole thing comes to a head with the Bat Kids staging an intervention in the Bat Cave.

[wtfforged]

my campaign hiatus has gone on for too long so to cope ive combined my interests at their maximum potency and had some dnd-strawhats thoughts

thoughts in depth under read more... :)!

this is SO self indulgent. their designs literally did not change. but i am a firm believer that dnd doesnt have to be european high fantasy. and also one piece literally IS fantasy. no changes are necessary to fit into dnd. ive already imagined plenty of campaign/oneshot ideas inspired by one piece. so this was basically just an exercise of trying to replicate their canon abilities in dnd 5e as much as possible without totally homebrewing everything. well. aside from luffy. you just cant take away or change his stretching.

LUFFY: (human monk. drunken master subclass. outlander)

the only plain human of the crew to balance out with the fact that he still has rubber powers. obviously a monk. but drunken master subclass specifically because i think the flavor(not the fact that its about being a drunkard) and abilities both fit him really well. this line in the subclass' flavortext especially fits him: "A drunken master often enjoys playing the fool to bring gladness to the despondent or to demonstrate humility to the arrogant, but when battle is joined, the drunken master can be a maddening, masterful foe."

ZORO: (tiefling fighter. samurai subclass. bounty hunter)

a fighter with the samurai subclass is so very incredibly obvious... but i actually had a lot of fun geeking out while comparing the abilities to what he can do in canon; Fighting Spirit, Rapid Strike, and Strength Before Death especially! tiefling is also pretty on the nose for his demon pirate hunter shtick and asura form, but i thought he'd be really human-passing for a tiefling and theorized about his tail getting cut off at some point or another before joining the strawhats. initially wasnt gonna give him a feat, but i gave sanji a feat so i thought itd be unfair to not give him one as well, so sentinel fits the bill pretty well i think!

NAMI: (tabaxi rogue. arcane trickster subclass. criminal)

cat burglar -> full grown literal humanoid cat. this one is INCREDIBLY self indulgent... i love... cats... theres nothing deeper to this and no other reasoning. i took cat burglar and ran with it. can you tell that i love izutsumi dungeon meshi? rogue for the aforementioned burglar-ing as well, and the arcane trickster subclass for when she picks up climatact! the mage hand will be very useful for her pickpocketing. in the future as she levels up with timeskip, i can totally see her multiclassing into wizard as well! weather wizard!

USOPP: (lightfoot halfling artificer. artillerist subclass. urchin)

I HAD SO MUCH FUN THINKING ABOUT HIS CHARACTER SHEET. halfling's Naturally Stealthy ability lets him hide behind his crewmates since theyre (almost) all bigger than him, so its perfect for hiding behind zoro or sanji all the time. Lucky is also perfect for him, and I think Brave fits pretty well too when he puts on the sogeking mask. artillerist artificer is also very fun! tinkering and making magic items for his crew, and i think Eldritch Canon or Arcane Firearm could both be easily reflavored as kabuto or any of his inventions. for emphasizing his sniper-ness, the spell sniper feat was also necessary. i think hes my favorite of all the concepts. big ears and long nose combo is so cute to me.

SANJI: (half-elf monk. drunken master subclass. guild artisan (cook!))

race was mostly based on vibes i wont lie. squints. and that vinsmoke balogna or whatever too ig. but mostly vibes. along with the idea that i think a dwarf zeff raising him would be really funny and cute. monk is also obvious, and same subclass as luffy for mostly the same reasons. though the flavor fits him much less, i think the abilities still fit him perfectly, and this blurb specifically; "Your martial arts technique mixes combat training with the precision of a dancer." i really wanted to give him a different subclass from luffy, but i dislike all the other monk subclasses a lot and i found none of them fit him as well anyways, so to try and give them SOME differences, i gave him the crusher feat.

CHOPPER: (awakened deer(shifter statblock) cleric. life subclass. hermit)

this ones definitely a mouthful im sorry. awakened deer for obvious reasons, but due to magic instead of devil fruit stuff. when i was struggling with his race, i looked a lot at shifter because of his forms, but it occurred to me that itd be super cool if he could shift between all of the different shifter options instead of being stuck with just one to replicate his rumble balls. something like heavy point/guard point=beasthide, horn point/arm point(?maybe?)=longtooth, walk point/jumping point=swiftstride, and brain point=wildhunt. hed definitely need some kind of nerf though to balance out that homebrew... and cleric for class. duh.

ROBIN: (high elf wizard. order of scribes subclass. criminal)

robin is definitely the one i struggled the most with just because of her class. elf came pretty easily- shes very elegant and i think shed look cute with super long ears- and i landed on high elf instead of wood elf for the int-based abilities. i was really on the fence between sorcerer and wizard for her because i knew shed be a full spellcaster, but i didnt feel that any of the subclasses really fit her. i ended up going with wizard for order of the scribes since it focuses on texts and knowing everything. but also because robin with a flying talking sentient book would be crazy cool. it could also be similar to how she spawns mouths and eyes places to talk to or watch people. my "fuck it, why not. this would be rad. its my house" mindset kicked in with her i will admit. also the One with the Word ability made me cackle out loud when i read it. thats the funniest ability ever. anyways, i cant really think of a way to replicate her powers, but maybe we could just reflavor a bunch of spells to be her limbs or clutch; hold person, maximillian's earthen grasp, or evard's black tentacles. thatd probably work okay, and theres a handful of spells to replicate her ability to spawn eyes or mouths. unrelated, but i imagine nico olvia to be a drow. why? her hair is white. i am a simple man!

[bedforddanes75]

im not american but some of you guys are just fucking stupid ong what do you MEAN youre not gna vote because you disagree with like one part of what youre voting for. like okay me when im fucking thick

[collophora]

Do yourself a favor and go read the entire fanfic work of @fanfoolishness

(In order: Under sun and shade, Blind Side, and Breathless (patching up is one of my fav too, I just had no cool sketch idea for it)

[sbeana]

the pool scene

[ba1laur]

old triguns. those drawings are like. ten millionyears old to me sorry

[gayafsowhat]

Eepy hours

[araneapeixes]

girls night!!:) Check out my Patreon for the full pic mwah. or alternatively matching profile pics for u and the bestie

[turtleplushi]

I haven't seen anybody post the full Riddle Chain yet (including Silas Birchtree) so here you go :)

I didn't find any of these codes myself by the way! I'm not sure who to credit for the rest of them, but I did get the Silas Birchtree code from @dismissivedestroyer (sorry for tagging you ^_^" if you don't want to be tagged let me know and i can edit the post). You can also get the answer using the code "STOD EHT TCENNOC"

(SPOILERS BELOW)

RIDDLE (would you like to play a game) > YES (what's Mcgucket's favorite soda?) > MOUNTAIN DONT (what's a medieval homonym?) > LYRE LIAR (the 20th ingredient of Anti-Cipherzing Tonic?) > HAROLDS RAMBLINGS (how is clown repellant made?) > UNION MADE (Bill's govt file number?) > 29121239168518 (who comes from Zimtrez 5?) > GREBLEY HEMBERDRECK (what's on Bill's flag?) > 3466554 (what leaves a thin line in the snow?) > TINSEL SNAKE (the 6th option on Bill's editing software?) > TORTURE MENTALLY (name an unpronouncable wizard) > XGQRTHX (where do Tri Angels come from?) > 333SUNDAPPLELANECOZYCREEKIL6071494611 (Bill Cipher's Lawyer?) > CAESARATBASHVIGNERE [or] MULTI LEVEL MARK (who defeated Silas Birchtree--?) > EMMALINE BUTTERNUBBINS (you've earned a treat! enter 'DISPENSE MY TREAT' to download) > DISPENSE MY TREAT

The 'treat' you get is under the cut

"BILL FILES DO NOT OPEN"

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[fernsnailz]

i don't know how to describe how much i love sonic battle's endings with words so i made a comic about it

epilogue:

[heymacy]

IAN GALLAGHER + his journey with bipolar disorder

╰┈➤ “At times, being bipolar can be an all-consuming challenge, requiring a lot of stamina and even more courage, so if you’re living with this illness and functioning at all, it’s something to be proud of, not ashamed of." - Carrie Fisher

[peonypyxels]

maggie & rei🌟

[bhaalble]

Back on my Wyll script doctor because I was talking about it with a friend. Specifically imagining a version of Wyll's big Character Choice that felt like it had some actual teeth.

Imagine a world where instead of a cartoon evil hot lady Mizora and Wyll's relationship actually had some complexity to it and like. some genuine push and pull which gives him temptation to stay. I just keep thinking about this 17 year old who his whole life wanted more than anything to be a hero, who got his chance to do something heroic and selfless and save the city from certain doom, and his reward is getting kicked out because he did it the "wrong way".

Imagine if instead of forcing his silence, Mizora instead comforted him. How unbelievably cruel of your father! Well...since you've nowhere else to go, why not stick with me? We make a pretty good team, as it turns out, and I can get you a whole list of monsters who need killing. Plenty of devils and demons loose in your world targetting all sorts of innocents. Our interests can keep aligning, and you get a place to sleep when you need it.

Wyll makes his peace with it, because he has nothing and no one. And Mizora's not GOOD maybe, not by Ulder Ravengard's definition. But she's fun. She delights in his growth. And she does certainly keep direct him at greater evils, devils who really do need killing. And if she spies on his every waking moment, well, she worries. If she sends him after the occasional innocent, well, she had people who she has to answer to as well. She's a devil, how much can he fault her for her nature? She's always seemed like she knew where the line was...

Karlach (and the player) express their doubts, of course, but for act one at least he's defensive. Yes, she punished him and he hates it and its miserable but....he was in breach of contract! She's NEVER gone outside its bounds, she's always stuck very closely to their agreement. Wyll, who wants so badly to trust others and believe everyone has the chance for good, can't find it in him to believe the worst even of a devil.

And Mizora is FOND of Wyll, loves him even in her way. As a cherished pet, as a trusted tool, as a best-laid plan. Never enough to choose his own well-being over her own agenda, never enough to see him as his own person. He's her little project, the long shot noble brat she gambled on when Tiamat decided to get too big for her britches. And it paid off! Wyll always pays off, currying her all the favor from Zariel she so desperately craves. And who are you, or anyone, to come between them? She's treated him well. As she's quick to remind him, she wanted him when no one else did, aided him while the rest of his city slept snug in their beds. And if Ulder Ravengard didn't want a son with a whiff of infernal, then do you REALLY think he'd want you with lovely horns and Avernus in your blood?

You discover his father's been taken. Beyond igniting a lot of old feelings, it brings up a question of succession. Of course, Florrick isnt giving up on him, but if not...there aren't currently any likely candidates to take over the Flaming Fists. Not trustworthy ones. Florrick will take the position, but everyone knows in the back of his mind Ulder never really stopped planning for it to be Wyll. With the city in chaos and a cult army on the rise, they may need an answer sooner rather than later. Wyll feels the call of the Gate, but knows just as well that Mizora wouldn't want him to return in such an official capacity.

For the first time ever the leash starts to chafe in a way he can't keep pushing through.

Act 2 rolls around. Mizora sends up the Warlock signal. After potentially some encouragement from the player, Wyll (NOT THE PLAYER. I DONT KNOW WHY ITS THE PLAYER IN THE GAME ITS WEIRD) hesitantly proposes that maybe, if he does this....they can do a renegotiation of his contract. Not break it, he assures her quickly! Just....reopen the terms, take a looks at the agreement. Maybe discuss an exit ramp? After all....I mean, neither of us truly thought I'd be doing this forever, did we?

Based on Mizora's reaction. Yeah she did.

But fine. She agrees. And Wyll's not mad that it turns out you're rescuing her, not a nameless "operative" for Zariel. He would've done that on his own had she asked. Its the fact that she apparently didn't feel like being honest, that she let him fret and worry about potentially handing Zariel back some runaway for basically no reason. Its the fact that she came here to check in on the cult that abducted his FATHER just to see if Zariel could make any use of them. And its the fact that she seems surprised and annoyed that ANY of this bothers him.

All this builds, of course, to the final confrontation. The basic elements are the same. Mizora outside the coronation (this time needling at Wyll, "I'll be at camp if you're not too high and mighty to consort with the likes of me anymore"), Ulder tadpoled and fighting it. Mizora makes her offer. I can end the contract now, and you're free to go running after daddy (who won't want you btw! not like I do!). You'll lose all your powers, all my aid, all those juicy quests to chase down the greatest monsters in the hells. Take on your father's job and settle in for a life of misery and compromise and only doing as much good as the nobles will let you. Or: pledge yourself to me, eternally. I'll give you a boatload of new powers and eternal life to boot, so long as you serve as my sword and shield.

From there I think three endings branch out, and with it three classes for Wyll. If he stays with Mizora, accepts a relationship where he will never be an equal or a free agent in exchange for the affirmation he wants so badly from his father, he remains a Warlock, with some juiced stats and extra spell slots, along with shiny new gear. If he pledges to follow in his father's footsteps, he instead becomes an Oath of Devotion paladin, pledging himself in service to Tyr, if with a sense of doomed finality. The Blade of Frontiers is officially retired, and along with it any identity he has outside of being his father's son. Or the third path, break the contract without taking his father's role. He will look for his father, yes, but whether or not you find him he's going back to his roots, travelling around to do some good in the world (as the Blade of Frontiers) or kicking ass in the Hells with Karlach (as the Blade of Avernus). In this timeline he becomes a fighter, with a default preference for Eldritch Knight.

What's important: if he breaks his contract then Mizora is NOT hanging around camp. She will leave in a fury, accidentally bound by her own word to withdraw her influence completely if he breaks his contract. She may still approach the player some night to sleep with the player, framed for high approval/romanced players and her trying to take something back from Wyll. But Wyll will have to learn how to define himself without her breathing down his neck, without keeping her happy dominating his every thought. Its nervewracking, and even lonesome at times...but its freedom. And, perhaps, that's worth a little bit of lonesomeness.

[strawbie-doodle]

havent drawn all of them in a WHILE ✸

[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