#shadow gender

[head---ache]

so i was doing my own king Shadow design because I think the Roblox one is kinda ugly and it evolved into a whole thing so enjoy i guess

[powpowchaos]

Its HIM. The Pride Month Demon.

[sapphsorrows]

trans is an inherently spiritual belief. you believe that somehow, in an unfalsifiable way, you were born the wrong gender. i don't have to believe that. i have freedom of religion, and therefore freedom from religion. i am an atheist. i don't believe in god. i don't believe in weird spiritual gender woo. expecting me to refer to your spiritual gender instead of your biological sex is like expecting me to pray to your god and getting mad when i don't. sorry not sorry <3 i only care about material reality.

[puppetmaster13u]

Another Prompt in Memes?! Yes.

[wiltkingart]

i want a game where we can dress them up rpg style

[tuurverheydepoetryandprose]

I hope James Somerton is alive and looked after. Being a plagiarist does not make you deserve death by suicide. There can be redemption for James. There can be a life for James. Just not on YouTube. I hope he realises that.

I also hope Hbomb has people to support him. All he did was make a thorough video about plagiarism and its consequences. He wasn’t mean. He wasn’t unfair. He wasn’t harassing. He explicitly condemned harassing James. Harry did his job, and did it with as much due diligence and empathy as he could. I hope people jumping to blame him realise that. The worst things said about James were not said by Harry, not by a long shot. Hbomb is not responsible for people who do exactly the opposite of what he supported.

Also, I hope that the people blaming Harry understand that this might be what James wants. If you don’t have any hope left, you might just settle for revenge. Plenty of people make their last (public) act a spiteful one. This is why blame is not helpful. Whether James genuinely does something or not, blame further exacerbates the situation.

I just hope James hasn’t done anything irrevocable. Even if you can’t find it within yourself to have sympathy for him, imagine what his suicide could do to Hbomb, Jessie Gender, Dan Olson, Todd in the Shadows or ex-Patreons who voiced their disdain.

It’s a horrific possibility and we should all pray it does not happen.

[nutmeg-cider]

this little stim he’s always doing with his hands is something that can be so so so personal

[overlordinavoid]

[nookisms]

Today's compilation is just headcanons!

Masterpost

Originally for the gender/sexuality ones I was going to put them over the flags but I decided that would get overbearing so instead you get a pair of aroace MK and DMK icons for you and your worstie 🧡

[major-wren]

Sonic Adventure 2: "I was able to complete my project; Shadow. I designed it's mind to be perfect, pure..."

Sonic Battle: "He was researching a way to bring hope to people, but he was forced by the government to research for war. That's why he gave you a soul. A soul identical to his beloved granddaughter, Maria."

[head---ache]

hopefully someone can see the vision

[hughmanbean]

Are You Not Entertained?

The High Queen has a problem. Boredom! Just a tad. But boredom can lead to many things, like mischief and meddling. And the Ancients know what happens when the High Queen is bored.

So Ghost Writer has teamed up with some other the other playwright and novelist ghosts to find something to entertain her.

With a little advice from Clockwork, they find the perfect dimension to amuse the Queen. So they all draft up a plot and set off, influencing various events to lead to a way for the Queen to come along and watch as every little plan unfolds.

They're done now, so it's time to bring the Queen to watch something interesting.

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Constantine inspects the various runes, glowing items, and green smudges on the table, the rest of the JL watching him expectantly.

"Well, what are they?" Flash speaks out nervously, fidgeting. He'd found several traces of this stuff in Central city, from cars to buildings to even people. The rest of the JL members had reported the same.

"Nothing good. From what I could gather these things are the work of the subjects of the High Queen."

"The High Queen?"

"Well Bats, officially it's the High Queen of the Infinite Realms. Ruler of All and whatnot. I'd say that this is the work of some of the Realms Beings that she controls. Though none of it is her directly doing anything from what I can tell."

The rest of the JL look at him for more explanation, Zatanna gives him a look that he's on his own for this one, and John inwardly curses at the fact he's the one that has to explain this.

"The Infinite Realms are the In-between. They're also The Beginning and The End at the same time. Anything is, was, or will be has at one point been there. The High Queen, as a result, controls all of this."

"What does that mean, Constantine?"

"Well dark and broody, that means that we're royally screwed."

[magician-hero]

happy pride, shadow wizards

[auroravictorium]

lavender haze (k.b.)

Summary: when the reader is injured and kaz kills someone for them (oops), they come to a realization of their feelings.

Pairing(s): kaz brekker and reader Word Count: ~1.8k Warnings: mild violence (stabbing, mentions of gunshots, physical fighting), blood, mentions of death Genre: a bit of angst, but with a fluffy ending

Author's Note: this is part of the midnights saga (inspired by taylor swift's midnights ofc) but can be read as a oneshot or as part of the series once i've written more :)) send me requests for kaz if you so desire. only 54 days until season two of sab releases let's goooooo

“This was not the plan,” you shouted to Jesper, dodging a fist hurtling toward your face. Your muscles burned with exertion, and your skin ached with bruises from being shoved down the stairs by the targets who somehow knew you were coming. It wasn't your most graceful moment, getting pushed down hard, splintered wooden stairs. You landed at a guard's feet, to boot. An excellent start to what seemed like such an easy heist: get in, grab the rolled-up canvases of forged paintings and get out and back to the Slat before anyone could notice anything amiss.

"I think I know that," he snapped back, ripping his pistol from its holster and using it to bash his attacker in the head. The guard groaned and slumped to the wooden floor, dazed. Jesper took the chance to aim his pistol at the man trying to lock you in a chokehold. "Can you get him to stop moving?"

"I'm going to kill you if you shoot me," you snarled, bringing your knee to the man's gut and bashing his temple with your pistol. He crumpled, and you kicked the man's chest once he was on the ground. It seemed fair after shoving you down the stairs and possibly breaking your ribs. It ached horribly to breathe, and your wrist throbbed when you flexed it. Sprained, no doubt. There was no time to worry about that because another idiotic guard thundered down the stairs right toward you with two lackeys behind him.

Where were Inej, Kaz, and Nina?

You pulled the trigger on your pistol, taking a nonlethal shot at the first guard's thigh, sending him tumbling down the stairs with a shriek. See? That's how it feels, asshole.

Jesper handled the second one, and you went for the third, going for the arm this time. He howled in pain and clutched his arm, nearly tripping over his feet.

"Where's-?" you began, then your hair prickled on the back of your neck. Spinning around, you were greeted with a bash to the face. You collapsed to the ground, and your head hit the floor with an impact that rattled your teeth. You gasped for air, and black spots danced across your vision. The world spun too fast on its axis. Nothing was in focus. Distantly, Jesper shouted. You thought he was fighting the man who hit you.

Pain blossomed between your ribs, and you screamed. The world snapped sharply back into focus long enough to glimpse your attacker's face, concealed by a black scarf wrapped tightly around his head. His eyes were black as coal and filled with pure rage as he stabbed you, twisting the blade to inflict as much damage as possible.

You sobbed as he pulled the dagger free. Something sharp and metallic was bubbling in your throat, threatening to choke you. It bubbled out of your lips, painting them red and sliding down your cheek. The world around you disappeared, and you floated on nothing.

People talked, there was shouting, then more burning on your chest. Someone apologizing. A hand pressed between your ribs over your wound.

"No more," you thought you said. "Please."

You were dying. You could recognize that much.

As the chains of death fastened themselves around your wrists, cold metal biting your feverish skin, you thought of Kaz. His piercing blue eyes, how his coat looked against his pale skin, the way he brushed his fingers through his hair as he concocted heists. How he said your name so softly that you wondered if he felt the same way you did about him. Fluttery, light, hoping to give him a smile and have him smile back. All you wanted was a smile from Kaz, even if he didn't feel that same fluttering as your eyes caught.

Now you wouldn't even get that.

The world disappeared. 

And then it came back.

You woke with dry lips and a pounding head. Your throat burned from a lack of water, and everything around you was blurry from unconsciousness.

You looked around at your room in the Slat. How did I get here? Shouldn't I be greeting the Saints now, not feeling like shit with water leaking from the roof onto my head?

Someone leaned forward in a creaky chair beside you, and you saw his cane before you saw him. He was sitting in a chair haphazardly shoved in the corner. It hadn't been there before you'd died, nor had Kaz. He'd never even been in your room before.

"Hi," you rasped. Internally, you winced. Hi? That's the best you could say? You died while thinking of him, and you can only muster 'hi?' Maybe you could be stabbed again and start this over.

Kaz looked you over, his face carefully arranged into a mask of neutrality. But his hair was greasy and falling into his eyes, and he had dark shadows under his eyes that made him look like he'd been punched in the face. "How are you feeling?" His voice was almost just as blank as his face. But underneath his words was.. concern. He was worried. About you.

Where the hell had you gone after you died? In what world did Kaz Brekker, Dirtyhands, the Bastard of the Barrel, show any emotion?

"Am I dead?" you asked him. You experimentally tried to sit up, but your chest screamed at you in pain, and Kaz's cane shot out. The tip pressed against the wall beside your bed, and you were blocked from getting up.

Kaz was silent for a moment. Finally, he said, "What were you thinking? Why did you try to take all of them at once?"

"Jesper and I had it handled." Your throat throbbed, and Kaz seemed to realize that speaking was difficult. He held out a glass of water, and you lifted your head. Carefully, he tipped some of the liquid down your throat. You swallowed and sighed in relief.

"You nearly died," Kaz said. He placed the glass of water on the ground and stood, removing the cane from where it blocked you and thumping it against the floorboards. "It was reckless." His voice was lined with anger.

Anger sparked in your chest. "I woke up after being out for?"

"Three days," Kaz gritted out, whirling to face you. His eyes were ablaze, and you nearly shrunk under that look. It was so unlike him, usually so cold and stoic, that having that emotion directed at you was startling. But you didn't back down and forced yourself into a sitting position despite the searing pain and stiff bandages around your chest.

"Three days, and the first thing you do is decide to yell at me? I'm sorry I almost died, but I would appreciate it if you could wait to lecture me until I'm not about to keel over from pain."

His jaw flexed. He was furious. Much more than you realized. His eyes closed, and his chest expanded and contracted as he took a deep breath. "You nearly died," he said again. His voice was calmer now, and you found yourself softening. "When Inej and I found you nearly bleeding out while Jesper tried to stem the blood, I wanted to kill the person who did this to you." He inhaled again and turned his back to you.

He was silent for a few long moments. "Kaz?" you whispered. He was within your reach but felt so far away. Especially since he didn't like to be touched, and you didn't dare push that boundary to get his attention.

"I did," he admitted. "While Nina worked on you, Jesper and I followed him, and I killed him."

You didn't prompt him to continue this time. He so rarely shared his thoughts. You didn't want to ruin this.

"Killing him didn't keep you from nearly dying," he said quietly. "Your heart stopped. I thought I'd never..." The words died in his throat.

Your hand twitched with the urge to reach out to him. He was trying to say what he felt, but Kaz Brekker wasn't good with emotions. He hadn't been since he nearly drowned in the harbor.

"You said my name while you slept," he said roughly. He turned back to face her, his blue eyes on fire with something you struggled to identify immediately. Later, you recognized it as desperation.

He needed you to say it. He worked so hard to keep all his emotions beneath the surface that they refused to come to him when he called. He felt them all, burning beneath his skin, pleading to be shared, only to disappear when summoned. 

You didn't struggle as intensely. "I thought of you when I was dying," you breathed. The words were quiet, shy. Almost ashamed that you hadn't thought of someone else, like your best friend from home. "I thought of you smiling."

Kaz nearly laughed out of sheer amazement. "You've never seen me smile."

Your cheeks flushed, and you looked down at your hands. "But I want to. And I thought I would die without seeing it at least once."

The room was so silent your ears almost started ringing. Then the floorboards creaked, and Kaz sat in the chair beside your bed again. You exhaled slowly, relieved that he didn't open the door and disappear. It was the worst-case scenario that had haunted your dreams. But he hadn't, and he was back beside you again. It was closer than you'd ever expected to be to him.

"Don't die on me again, and maybe you will see it," he said. He rested his cane against the wall and stretched out his legs. Behind his words was relief. You understood what he was trying to say and felt the same, and you were alive. He had the chance to say this to you. For the first time in a long time, Kaz found himself nearly thanking the Saints.

Your heart leaped into your throat as you looked over and met his eyes. A silent understanding passed between you, and his lip quirked up in the corners, ever-so-slightly. You smiled back and looked down at your hands.

You were on the precipice of something new. It was something you'd wanted for so long that you couldn't believe this was real. 

"I'm still going to lecture you for almost dying," Kaz said, breaking the silence. He looked at you seriously, but a glimmer of something danced in his eyes. Despite the threat, you couldn't help but wheeze a quiet laugh.

"I expect nothing less, Boss."

[the-whispers-of-death]

Welcome to the Blog!

About me:

I'm Tyler, and as my bio states, I'm 21. My current hyper fixation is COD Modern Warfare 2 (Reboot). I've decided to redo my pinned post because this one will also have the masterlist of all the drabbles and one-shots I've written for the fandom, including the ones for my COD OCs "Stone", "Kali", "Ladder", and "The Lions".

This is mostly SFW with some NSFW, if you want completely NSFW I have a side blog which is: @the-whispers-of-life.

My asks are open, so feel free to say hi or request a Drabble for a Reader I’ve already done or one you want to see!

Taken anon emojis: 🫧 anon,🐈‍⬛ anon, Freezer anon, Jester anon, 🎰 anon, 🍙 anon, 🪮 anon, 🍅 anon, 🥀 anon, 🥜 anon, 🔮 anon, 🩸anon, Lawyer anon, Rusty anon, Appletun anon

Masterlist:

First things first, I had to redo my masterlist because I had too many inline links. So, this has been separated into eleven masterlists (eleven including this one). This is the masterlist for all of the x Reader drabbles with the 141.

This will be organized by drabbles first, one-shots last. I will be doing my best to have them in order of when I posted them in their specific sections.

Note: Desi!Reader is just specific to just being Desi and not any other archetype of reader, though all of the reader drabbles are technically with a Desi!Reader because I've written them with me (a Desi man) in mind. Also, most of my Reader drabbles are written as gender-neutral (the ones that aren't are labeled as the specific gender on the masterlists) and the characters for these are currently all of the 141, which may change in time!

Desi!Reader:

John Price Trying to Impress You

John Price Learning to Eat with His Hands

Asthmatic!Reader:

Your First Date with John Price

John Price Gushing about You to Kate Laswell

Simon Riley Wearing Strong Cologne

John Price Giving You Flowers

Closed Off!Reader:

Ghost Slowly Gaining Your Trust

Ghost Taking a Bullet for You

You Going to Ghost in the Night

You Confessing Your Feelings to Ghost

Recluse!Reader:

You Giving Neighbor!Simon a Tool

You Moving into Simon's Flat

Simon Coming Home to You

Grumpy!Reader:

Your Kid Throws Their Ball into John Price's Backyard

John Price Meets Your Kid

John Price Taking You and Your Kid to a Fair

John Price Meets Your Ex

Call to the Headteacher's Office

Your Kid Calling John Price "Dad"

John Price Asking Your Kid Permission to Marry You

Bookworm!Reader:

Meeting Gaz in the Library

Gaz Thinking You and Him Were Dating Already

A Book to Remember Me By

Homecoming

Butcher!Reader:

Ghost Meeting You at a Bar

Ghost Helping You in the Butcher Shop

Worshipper!Reader:

How Ghost First Reacts to You Worshiping Him

Taking Care of Ghost When He Comes Home

Deity!Reader:

First Time You See John Price

Sending Little Signs to John Price

Worshipper!Ghost:

First Thoughts About Worshipper!Ghost

Ghost Reminding You of Your Divinity

Ghost's Faith in You

Worshipper!Soap:

First Thoughts About Worshipper!Soap

Fallen God!Ghost:

Ghost's Fall and Meeting You

Putting Ghost in His Place

Ghost Slowly Getting Feelings for You

Lesson Learned

Home Again

Bartender!Reader:

Pretending to Be Ghost's Partner

Ghost Scaring Away a Flirty Regular

Pretend Boyfriend!Gaz:

Asking Gaz to Pretend to Be Your Boyfriend

The Thanksgiving Dinner

Christmas Shopping

Extremely Protective!Male!Reader:

First Thoughts on Protective!Reader

Getting Discharged

Old Friend!Reader:

John Price's Feelings for You

Too Late

Heartbreak & Healing

Realizing Your Feelings for John Price

Mindless Soldier!Reader:

Ghost Relates to You/First Thoughts on Mindless Soldier!Reader

Ghost Taking You to an Ice Cream Parlor

Knight!Ghost (with a Male!Reader):

Ghost Comforting You after a Nightmare

Ghost Soothing Your Insecurities

Knight!Price:

John Price Places Himself in Front of You to Take a Sword for You

The Festival of Creation/John Price Watching You Dance

Life!Ghost x Death!Reader:

The Beginning

The Creation of Simon "Ghost" Riley

Ghost's Shadow

Bunny Boy!Reader:

How Ghost Deals with Your Bratting

Ghost Loves You

Soap & Ghost's Reaction to Your Tail Twitching in Happiness

When You Break Something Accidentally

Puppy Boy!Reader:

John Price Comforts You After You Get Hurt

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick with a Puppy Boy

One-shots:

Save Me From Myself (Chapter 1) (Simon "Ghost" Riley x Stone, fic but discontinued at this moment)

What If? (John Price x Male!Reader who is short)

Shelter Me, Please (John Price x GN!Reader)

The Stars and the Moon (Simon "Ghost" Riley x Male!Reader)

Gentle Lover, You Are (Simon "Ghost" Riley x Male!Reader, MDNI)

Two Broken Soldiers, One Starry Night (Simon "Ghost" Riley & Stone, platonic)

Here are the other ten masterlists:

COD OC "Stone" with the 141 Masterlist

COD OC "Stone" x Male!Reader Masterlist

COD OC "Kali" (Only Kali stuff) Masterlist

COD OC "Stone" x COD OC "Kali" Masterlist

COD OCs "The Lions" Masterlist

COD OC "Sarabi" x Reader Masterlist

COD OC "Kali" x Reader Masterlist

COD OC "Simba" x Reader Masterlist

COD OC "Ladder" with the 141 Masterlist

Mr. Silent & Mr. Grumpy AU Masterlist

And here are the gender identities and sexualities of my OCs.

This is not a complete list! It will be updated as time goes on!

[caiman-the-chimera]