#vee's cod works

[homicidal-mother]

[These Are My Tunes]

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141 (Individually) x GN!Reader

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Warnings: None - just fluff.

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Summary: The guys walking in on you listening to music.

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Requested by Anonymous

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Kyle Garrick

You were minding your own business vibing in the living room, music turned way up... Kyle walks in on this, having not warned you he'd be home early.

"Dancing without me, dandelion?" He all but purrs the words, chuckling when you nearly jump out of your skin. "Sorry, sorry."

Apologizes by giving you many kisses and dancing with you.

Simon Riley

Sneaky bastard was on the other side of the house when he heard your lovely voice singing to yourself. No, don't argue. He loves your voice.

He creeped in on you - purposefully remaining quiet so he could watch you. It just brings him such bliss to see you so relaxed.... Till you turn around finally.

"FUCK - SIMON!!!" oops.

John Mactavish

Singing in the shower with this man around is just - an experience. He will be in there with you instantly if you let him - otherwise you'll just hear him outside the door.

"Beautiful voice-" "Johnny!!!" "What?"

No such thing as privacy in this damn house. A fuckin' menace.

John Price

He'll hear the music playing in the kitchen, carefully making his way in to not disturb you at first. He loves watching you hum to yourself while cooking.

Reaches over to your phone and switches the music to something slow and classical, finally gaining your attention. "John-" "Just want to dance, love."

Arms around you to sway or slow dance in the kitchen.

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{Gave up on writing anything long right now. All requests will be finished but in short versions. Sorry <3}

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[homicidal-mother]

This looked like fun so I hope you don't mind me joining in!

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Wait no no no no shut up Kyle no that's not how you word this- [Kyle Garrick ~ Sharing Is Caring]

"Oh my god- you look like a powdered donut, love." [Kyle Garrick ~ Strawberry Shortcake]

"Yer elbows in me side." [Johnny Mactavish ~ Sugar Honey Iced Tea]

"Just my bruised ego." [Leon S Kennedy ~ Stitched Hearts]

"Ya drink blood...? Gross." [Peter Maximoff ~ Sweetly Crimson]

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@sofasoap @anna-banana27 @random0lover @macravishedbymactavish @deadbranch

Out of Context Quotes FanFic Game!

Rules:

Post funny/weird out of context quotes and/or thoughts from your fic(s) with the only context given is what character the quote is from.

Post as many or as few as you want. But maybe keep it under 50.

Tag other fic writers. You don't need to be tagged to join, however.

Optional: Add a link at the bottom to the fic(s) the qoutes and thoughts came from.

Sound good? Ok, I'll start.

Quotes under the cut. And all these are from a currently incomplete Resident Evil 2 Remake fic.

"Don't know. But I walked through there earlier and now I feel a little offended that a mythical beast was mooning me." - Leon

"Thanks, I dressed myself." - Claire

...what do I say? I was sure you were dead? I hated being here without you? Did it hurt when you fell from the fence? - Leon

"Yes, yes... if my tiny woman muscles give out over something that's less than ten pounds, I'll let ya know." - Claire

Good job, brain. Proud of you. - Claire

"Yeah but... with beer?!" - Leon

I mean, the only way I can top all that awkwardness is by blowing up. - Claire

"Ah, prom night... I can already tell this is gonna be bad." - Leon

"Look, how about this. You believe in me enough for both of us and maybe I'll succeed and not horribly maim you. Deal?" - Claire

"Now take that owl over there. Unlike you, he actually had a brain. Removed it myself..." - Irons

"Yes sweety. He blew up the car." - Claire

"Well, I'm starting to suspect I'm not gonna have a future here in Raccoon City considering everything is on fire and the populace is eating itself..." - Leon

"I was scooting around screaming like a chimp with his dick stuck in a mousetrap." - Claire

"Hey! You like my heels?! 'Cause I sure as fuck do!" - Ada

"Hey, here's a little secret, Leon. I'm kinda stupid." - Claire

A vending machine... A fucking vending machine! - Leon

"I have eyes and a memory that spans more than ten minutes." - Claire

"It made acid." - Sherry

"Ahh... just enough room, I'll probably only bump my head a few times. But that's ok, I got a pretty thick skull. Had to sacrifice a lot of brain space for that, but nobody's noticed so far." - Claire

Hey legs? I know we almost died again but maybe start working?! - Claire

"You want me to throw some toothbrushes at it?" - Leon

"Oh no, not dust! The horror! How will we ever survive?" - Claire

"You fell out the same window twice." - Leon

Whoa, hey there buddy! Where's that hand goin'?! I know you're excited to get that shotgun, but goddamn. - Claire

"I don't take orders from you. I will land on that pavement like a man!" - Leon

No, don't stop yet! I spent most of "nice comfort time" all pissed off. - Claire

"This thing is jiggling and I don't know what that means!" - Claire

"I'm not supposed to hit people with flashlights!" - Sherry

"Speaking of balls to the face... I got beaned in the head with a baseball once." - Leon

"My ass hurts." - Claire

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And done! Sure were a lot from Claire lol. But yeah, all of these quotes came from this incomplete Cleon fic. Now, to tag people...

Let's go with @brokenangelwings22 @leonisdumbasallhell @nspired1fanfiction but anyone can join!

[emiplayzmc]

*Slamming head onto my blanket.* Five thousand words. Chat I'm going insane., I got hit with writing inspiration in the car yesterday and I'm back on the writing, I'm like. 3/4ths of the way done with the Glisten fic now?

Anyways here's an excerpt that I liked to pass the time while I continue writing :]

“I- I don't know, the last thing I remember after being pulled out of the elevator is just this- horrible pain, and then nothing, and then I- I woke up in the diner and Twisteds weren't attacking me anymore…” Glisten stammers out, “My bow was on the floor next to me all torn up, and- and I used pieces of it to tie my hands together so I wouldn't hurt anything, and I've been travelling between floors trying to find people ever since…”

The mirror wrings his hands together as he speaks, glancing off to the side and not noticing how Vee crosses her arms, face blinking to a question mark as she hums.

Rodger knew the tone of that hum well. One he used when Toodles blamed Looey for taking the last cookie from the jar, one when a suspect was giving an alibi that was falling apart at the seams.

She doesn't trust him.

Why wouldn't she trust him? It's Glisten, he's alive, he hasn't done anything to hurt anyone at all, he's alive, and-

And he looks like a Twisted.

His eye is red, he's covered in ichor, his hands have formed claws… it would be natural to not trust him.

Should I trust him?

ALSO ALSO ALSO. Small SeaGlass / Goldfish part that I liked ^-^ There's not SPECIFICALLY any sort of 'ship in this, I just wanted Rodger as the main character, so like. After all, why not? Why shouldn't I have both SeaGlass and ReflectiveDetective bits?

“Hey, yeah, I'm sure the twins would love to see you especially, Glist!!” Finn catches on immediately, reaching up to pat Glisten on the shoulder, “They have some new scripts that they've been working on back in the lobby that they've been excited about, buuut Razzle's been spoiling it whenever they write a good line, so y'know, their hype has prose and cons!”

That one got a quiet groan out of everyone - even Cosmo, for once, caught the pun.

All except for Glisten, who… actually laughed. It's a broken, strained sort of sound, but Rodger can tell it's one of his genuine laughs because of the small snort that comes before each snicker.

Glisten. Who used to beg Dandy to let him out into the elevator shaft to get away from Finn's jokes. Now giggling at the pun, putting the biggest, most victorious smile on the fishbowl's face. The mirror seems to catch the genuine surprise in Rodger's eye and rubs the side of his head awkwardly.

“Sorry, uhm… I- I never thought I'd miss hearing god-awful jokes so much…”

“Oh, Cod, now you're just gonna make me blush!”

[voiceactingvee]

Hello and welcome.

I am Vee, and my partner is Ascended. We are trying to make some money on the side for rent and food. We both can do voices, Male and Female. We can not promise that it is perfect but we are trying.

We are in a video game Fandom! here is what we have right now.

● TF2

● UNDERTALE + AUS

● COD

● SUPER MARIO SERIES

[we can not think of any more! lol]

We can do Oc characters, and other works.

We would be honored if any game developers, book writers, ect. Want us to voice characters!

We are very flexible with pay!

Not all voices are for pay! we will do characters on tumblr through ask!

Please be mindful of rules and conditions of tumblr And human Decency.

thank you!

[wishdonttell]

Requests are open :D

Hi, my name is Vee. I'm an 18-year-old writer who is here to share my idea and maybe write your ideas! I write for mainly character x reader; preferably gender neutral and male :)

My work is open to everyone to read, share, and view but please respect my boundaries and if I say I don't want to write something! I will gladly explain why if it comes to it. All of reader will be of the age 18+ unless said different in the title. Even though I'm no longer a minor I will keep this page 15+! If there is a trigger warning, please make sure you read them, take into consideration, and stay safe <#

I'm also making a discord server and will add the link when ready!

Fandoms I write for

Cod mw2

Slashers

Obey me!

Each lead to a character list! I might write out of fandom sometimes, but I don't wanna add fandoms rather than 1. I don't know will reach people 2. I can actually write for lmao.

[taurusvolkov]

"Picking up more strays, you know those emissaries really should do something about the epidemic of mutts," he joked. Taurus wasn't much worried on them, he had dealings with the courts he didn't fathom they'd want stopped, and he didn't think Vee should worry either. Even with the place burning down every few years it had survived, built back up each time by patrons who wanted a place to drink and screw around. If burning it down did nothing he doubted a bunch of diplomats could.

"Well I try to play it with the pack but it's too big for most of them," he grinned, true or not true it was all just meant to be a bit of fun. Vee was fun, even if other's only saw her working. She made her work fun and he suspected she could make a lot of things that way. Maybe he'd discover that at the faire.

Taurus had to school his tongue however, clicking it in his mouth as she suggested she might already be overcome with desire. He assumed she was being herself still, teasing him, but he didn't want to allow his own teasing to go too far and offend her with his rudeness since in truth despite how beautiful she was she did not hold many of the traits he sought after. It was not quite her fault either, he enjoyed the hyper feminine, the delicate, life had not been delicate with her. So rather than suggest anything untoward about her appearance he sought to focus on her admirable traits, because even if they weren't sexually attractive to him, it didn't make her less strong or endearing. He wasn't attracted to Maeve for much the same reason too, in truth he envied them both. Not to mention if he pissed off his bartender there went his beer.

"I should be afraid, you'd turn out an old cod like me, might give me a heart attack," he smiled. "Reject me shamelessly, I say, let the others get a good laugh for the evening."

"My favorite stray? Debatable as of late. I've picked up a few more since the last time we saw each other," she teased when she returned from her circuit around the room. The tone might have been teasing but Vee was being honest all the same. Despite her quick wit and refusal to take anyone's shit, she still had a soft heart when it came to those who might need the help Duarte had once shown her.

Vee did snort at the innuendo as she set the pewter bowl in front of him. "I feel no such urges to tell you otherwise," she finally settled with a low chuckle, keen eyes scanning the room for potential trouble once again. "Whether those words be true or no."

Her lips twitched in amusement as his words came across more earnest than perhaps Taurus intended. "Is this your way of playing just the tip?" the tavern owner quipped with a grin, not trying to hide just how much fun she was having flirting with the wolf. Earnestly, now. Veda couldn't remember the last time she'd taken a man upstairs to her small loft, the slight throb between her thighs reminding her of just that. Not that she could afford being too distracted with the pub being as busy as it currently was, though she did lean over the bartop for a moment to murmur into Taurus' ear. Making certain her lips brushed the shell of his ear, she murmured, "Who's to say I'm not already overcome with such a thing?" A flirty wink and she was weaving through the crowd once more, attending to those that needed refills or new pours or food. It was the first time in some time she hoped customers wouldn't linger longer than necessary.

[thejollywriter]

In vs Out

I watch a *lot* of content generated around call of duty. it just scratches a very specific itch in me brain. It’s one of the reasons I play it so much. It’s why, for the first time in the ten-ish years I’ve been playing CoD, I’m going for my very first ultimate camo grind. I’ve already got two golds, and I’m working on more every day. But as I watch the videos, the gameplays, the streams, I’m noticing a stark difference in players. 

There are a TON of competent players who fight and win often and when they lose, it’s never their fault. They blame aim assist, hackers, no audio, no footstep noises, broken gun metas. Whatever. And sometimes, you know what, all of those reasons are valid. Aim assist is strong for controller players where tracking is much, much harder. The audio in Warzone is notoriously bad. Hackers are still prevalent. The Bren is still strong, but it’s not the FFAR or the DMR meta. So frankly I don’t wanna hear it on that front. 

But at the end of the day; sometimes these guys just get outgunned. And they almost never mention that fact. They chose to one-vee-four a team in a building with only two entrances and they thought it would work.

They pushed the same angle four separate times, did nothing different, threw no stuns, no grenades, nothing to dislodge the players holding their angles. Just. grabbed a loadout and jumped through the exact same window, over and over and over. And expected a different result. 

Not every content creator does it. There are a couple of guys who honestly reflect on their performance. Sometimes their tracking was off, sometimes they wound up in a bad situation. Sometimes they *just get outgunned* and they lose their fights. 

But as I build my own stream and as I work on cultivating the personality I want to broadcast I’m realizing the folks I respect the most, the streams I want to hang out in, are the guys who are introspective about their performance. They acknowledge their own shortcomings. And then they try not to repeat the mistakes. 

Anyway. In a realm of non-stop unchallenged egos, it’s just nice to see a little introspection amogst the professionally competitive. 

[homicidal-mother]

Warnings: MDNI, Hurt + Comfort, Simon is too hard on himself

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Prompt: 95

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For @glitterypirateduck Ghost challenge. <3

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Simon Riley is just a bunch of scrap metal mended with loose screws, something broken down over and over, placed back together haphazardly... Missing spots that desperately should've been welded.

At least - that's what he saw when he looked in the mirror.

He could never understand the way you touch him so gently, not fearing the rust may spread to you - infect your skin the same as his. He knows he fears it. Treats himself like a machine rather than a man - he stopped being just a person a long time ago.

But your hands... Ever so tender - warm and full of life... You make him feel again.

His world crashes down as he lays within your arms, tears rolling down his cheeks as he sobs into your chest... Human.

He doesn't remember the last time he cried, the last time he let himself be a person rather than Ghost... But it feels nice.

Your fingers brush away the stray tears once he settles down... Only two words can be mumbled out in response.

"Thank you..."

He doesn't need to thank you. You love him. You love, Simon.

[homicidal-mother]

"Seeing Is Believing"

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MDNI

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John 'Soap' Mactavish x F!Reader

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Dialogue Prompts: 31 & 35 & 25

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Warnings: Reader Gets Cheated On (Not By Soap), Friends to Lovers, Hurt + Comfort

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It wasn't out of the ordinary for you to end up sat alone at the bar, your so-called boyfriend leaving you by yourself... Said he had to take a call. You didn't question it much, simply raising your glass back up to your lips.

He hasn't even bothered to remember your favorite drink or ask what you wanted, simply ordering for you then disappearing in a flash. Your face scrunches at the unsatisfactory aftertaste this particular drink leaves in its wake, setting the glass back down you begin to wonder what's taking him so long. Slowly you rise to your feet and make your way out to where he went, your heart drops in an instant...

He's wrapped in the arms of some random redhead, a girl you've seen a few times before... Always reassured that she was simply a colleague and that was all, yet here they were making out. You couldn't even speak- couldn't confront them. You felt sick.

Feet quickly carry you away from the bustling environment, leaving the sounds of drunken rambling and yells far behind, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. He had driven you here and there's no way you can walk all the way home in the dark by yourself, simply stopping and catching your breath outside a little store that's closed for the night.

You dig into your purse retrieving your phone, swiftly dialing the only person you know you can count on, shoving down the urge to cry... Not wanting to fall apart despite the burning in your chest.

Johnny immediately picked up when he saw your name flash across his screen, clicking answer he was about to enthusiastically respond- then he heard your voice.

"Johnny..."

"Aye, what's wrong? Ye sound upset."

"Just... Can you come and get me? I'll explain later... I'm outside the little store called Owl Flower Shop..."

"Already on my way."

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Even on the whole ride home he didn't ask any questions, he allowed you the space to speak when you were ready. It made his heart ache seeing that far off look in your eyes, the way you fidgeted even after entering his home. This place honestly was simply your second home at this point, many nights spent on your best friends couch watching movies.

"He cheated on me..."

You finally blurted out after Johnny returned from the kitchen with a glass of water for you, his blue eyes widen immediately.... It's like an instant fire was set in his chest.

"He bloody what?!"

You accept the glass of water, settling back against the cushions.

"Saw him kissing some other girl... Actually kissing is an understatement- they were trying to eat each other whole."

He doesn't hesitate to settle in beside you, arm draped over your shoulders to guide you closer to him. He's heated with rage but he holds it in- mostly. Focusing on comforting you instead, letting you sink into him and breathe in the familiar scent of oak, something a bit woodsy almost.

"Ye deserve so much more..."

He means it- the sincerity of it could make you melt, Scottish accent and rumbling voice reaching down to your soul. He rubs at your shoulder and you can feel a slight tenseness in him.

"You're angry."

It's just an observation- despite his best attempt at keeping calm, his mannerisms spoke absolute volumes... Plus, you've known him long enough to know that this probably had him boiling up inside.

"Aye, dinnae worry about it."

Your eyes search his face and you know Johnny well, despite your own heartbreak you try to lighten the mood, watching the way he sets his jaw and clenches a bit... So, you crack a joke that given the circumstances probably isn't the most appropriate- but when have either of you ever had good timing?

"You're so hot when you're mad."

You have to set your glass down on the coffee table after saying it, watching as the scotsman looks at you with a beyond stunned expression. You nervously swallow.

"I was just-"

"Ye think so?"

You can't help but squirm under the gaze of him, perhaps it wasn't entirely a joke after all.

"Uhh... Yeah."

"Well, I think yer a bonnie lass."

There's something heavy settling between the two of you, an awkward little laugh slipping past your lips in the face of being so very close to your dear friend.

"Yeah, right."

"Aye, I mean it."

You just can't bring yourself to look away, something setting ablaze inside you. Part of you screaming that it's wrong to look at your friend like this, especially after everything that's happened. The other part just going 'screw it'.

"Say it again..."

"Bonnie..."

He practically purrs out the word while leaning in close, something in him calling out for him to prove it to you, show you how much better you deserve. How wonderful you are inside out. He's always seen you as beautiful, flaws and all pulling him in yet he never dared to rock the boat... Now it's already been tipped over and you're both cast out to sea, desperately seeking out each other.

In a split second decision your hands reach up for his face, pulling him into a tender kiss finally feeling his lips on yours, his own flavor meeting your tongue and entirely erasing the aftertaste of that horrible drink from earlier.

Consumed by him entirely... If you had told your past self you'd end up in the arms of your handsome Scottish best friend- you wouldn't of believed yourself... Seeing Is Believing after all.

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{For @glitterypirateduck Soap It Up challenge}

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{If I got any Scottish lingo wrong please let me know. The idea of being called a Bonnie lass gives me butterflies.}

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[homicidal-mother]

{COD Incorrect Quotes}

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Y/N, calmly standing still: *Breathes*

Y/N: *Violently gags and makes a weird ass noise, a piece of a spaghetti noodle hits the floor*

Gaz, confused: What are you doing?

Y/N, beginning to laugh: Oh my god I just- I was just standing there and choked on a noodle.

Gaz: Wait- what???

Y/N: You didn't realize I was choking?!?

Gaz: You make weird sounds all the time!

*Both begin to wheeze and cackle*

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Y/N, stepping out a door but kind of just sliding down the front of the step instead, stumbling: Ow.

Price, turning around: You okay? What did you do?

Y/N, laughing: ... I uh. It's hard to explain.

Price: ....?

Y/N: I kind of forgot how to use my feet for a second.

Price, now also laughing: What..?

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Ghost: What are you doing?

Soap, leaning on a door: Gravity tried to kill me but I won.

Ghost: ....

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{All of these are from conversations I've had with my mom. You're welcome.}

[homicidal-mother]

Iakdhsbdksjdva

Rudy and Alejandro headcanons with the “cowboy hat rule” 🤤

Cowboy Hat Rule

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COD NSFW Head-Canons

Characters: Alejandro Vargas & Rodolfo Parra

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Warnings: Suggestive Content

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Rudy

It was you two alone at home and most people were unaware of Rudy's less reserved side. The moments shared between just you and him were special... But it still doesn't stop him from surprising you in his slightly bolder moments.

You kept eyeing his cowboy hat all evening, you just had to snatch it. It was too tempting. So you finally snuck up and grabbed his hat- placing it onto your head instead.

"Looks cuter on you." Was his first response- that's the one you expected out of him. However then he leaned closer as his hand gently cups your ass- oh. Oh. The tone entirely shifts. "You do know the rule though, right? Wear the hat... Ride the cowboy."

Alejandro

This just... This is just entirely Alejandro. It just is him I don't know how to explain it.

You thought it'd be a funny joke to steal your boyfriends hat, posing in the mirror with it on. He walked in and spotted you in his hat.

"Having fun?" You turned to see that familiar fire in his eyes, darkened with a mix of lust and love. "Wear the hat- ride the cowboy, mi amor."

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{I tried my best- I was not familiar with the cowboy hat rule before hand LMAO}

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[homicidal-mother]

[Monsters Walk On Land]

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Shark Merman!Kyle Garrick x F!Reader

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Warnings: MDNI, Abusive Husband {Not Kyle}, Angst, Attempted Murder

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Summary: Thrown into the depths of the ocean you expect to die... Only the be rescued by the monster many warn about.

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Your body sinks into the darkness, no attempt to open your eyes or fight back against the pull of the deep, cold and bitter as it crawls through your veins... No different than your husband, unforgiving and all consuming, taking until there is nothing but a bed of graves.

You were sick of his abuse - the condescending words - the control... You mistakenly thought it'd never get physical, so you bravely told him you were leaving... Oh, what good that did you.

'I'll tell them how ya run away from me... They'll believe me, y'know? Fuckin' whore.'

Blood leaks from your cut up legs, drifting into the darkness, like bait you lure anything closer. He had dragged you to the rocky coast line, your begging and screaming had fallen on deaf ears, tossed over and discarded like mere trash. Something to be forgotten because it no longer was useful.

Something brushes against your leg but you don't have the will to fight it... You can't swim. You always feared the water. There's no point in trying to fight.

×🩷×

Kyle drifts through the water - big brown eyes searching for the scent of blood he picked up on... Webbed hands immediately grasp onto the floating body of a woman without much thought at first, then he processes it.

"The hell...?"

For a moment he thinks she's dead - given the fact she didn't instantly start kicking and flailing... And if she was already dead then a bite wouldn't hurt right- but no... There's certainly a pulse. Soft but there.

He couldn't just kill an innocent woman like this, could he? Even as a shark style monster in the deep, he still has that heart of gold under the surface. So, he drags her towards the dim light of the moon above, moving her to the shore...

It concerns him... The fact she didn't fight... It made it easier to save her but - why didn't she fight?

"C'mon now..."

Settling her against the sand he assists her, watching her cough and sputter, small rocks digging into her skin.

"Who did this to you...?"

He didn't much expect an answer to the question, especially not when she finally got a good look at her savior... He suspected the usual fearful screams would tear through the air - that was how it'd usually go anyway.

×🩷×

You certainly were a bit startled to look over and see the very thing many warn of. People often claimed a monster lurked the waters by this shore but... He saved you...? He could've easily chewed the meat off your bones, especially with those freakishly sharp shark-like teeth of his...

He's honestly kind of beautiful, unique patterns of dark spots and strips across the gray scales on his lower half, his tail built exactly how a shark would be - aside from the whole scaliness of it.

"Thank you..."

You sputter out the words and those big brown eyes of his widen, lifting himself up a bit while he looks at you... He's definitely stunned from what you can tell by his expression, his slightly pointed ears twitching.

"You're not scared of me?"

"Well, I am a little bit but... If you wanted to hurt me - you would have."

A soft chuckle emits from his chest, amusement bubbling and spilling over. You're a very strange human in his books but he likes you...

However, it nags in the back of his head as to what happened to you. How you ended up injured in the water to begin with - the look on your face and your body language... It all reeks of humans doing.

After all - those who walk on land are often much more frightening monsters than the creatures of the deep ever could be...

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{I'm fuckin' exhausted so it took forever to write this and it's shit. And yeah it has a cliffhanger ending - I gave up. I didn't know where to go from there. I probably won't make a part 2 because I'm losing mind.}

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[homicidal-mother]

For @deadbranch 100 word drabble challenge.

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Warnings: Angst, No Comfort, Implied Death

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He blames himself for this, you were never meant to be in harms way, yet somehow they found you.

"It's bad, isn't it?"

"Just a graze-"

"Is it bad?"

"No, no, you're fine..."

It's not in a place you can see but you can tell from his body language, the usual composure of the man you love shaken entirely... You just know he's lying.

"Please, don't lie to me... Is it bad?"

"It's... Not good. I swear, I'm gonna fix this. You'll be alright, Dandelion."

He needs to believe that. Even as he watches your eyes go dull.

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[Kyle Isn't Good At Lying To You]

[homicidal-mother]

COD Incorrect Quote

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[Graves asking y/n to join him instead.]

Graves: C'mon, come with me, darlin'...

Y/N, thinking about it: ....

Price: ....

Y/N: ....

Graves: ....

Y/N: No.

Price: Why did you even think about it for so long?!? Did you seriously consider it?!?

Y/N: .... In my defense- look at him.

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{This is essentially just me if I was in COD universe}

[homicidal-mother]

"Sharing Is Caring"

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MDNI

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Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick x GN!Reader

Civilian|Y/N

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A part of Gazfest 2023

Category: One-Shot

Prompt: 24

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Warnings: Mention of Alcohol Consumption, Fluff, Pining

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You were pretty damn drunk to say the least, laid on your back in a familiar and cozy bed. Nestling yourself into your friends blankets happily.

He had brought you home with him- expecting you'd sleep it off on the couch. His mistake was leaving you unattended for five minutes while he went to the bathroom.

"What are you doing in my bed?"

Your eyes fluttered open at the sound of Kyle stepping in, his soft brown eyes reflecting a lot of things you couldn't quite decipher in your drunken state.

"Mm... C'mon. Sharing is caring."

You patted the spot beside you- clearly wanting him to join you.

"Dandelion-"

"C'monnnn!!! Please?"

You did your best puppy eyes at him, which worked splendidly given he's secretly head over heels for you... Well, it was actually pretty obvious but you are very dense to it.

Carefully slipping beneath the covers he tried to be respectful of your space, only for you to nestle right up against his chest.

"Why do you call me dandelion?"

"Why do you think?"

"Cause I'm stubborn, annoying and appear everywhere you don't want me to be?"

"What- no."

He was genuinely shocked by the fact that was your assumption- did you not look in the mirror every day and see how wonderful you were? Because fuck if that's not what he saw everytime he looked at you. Strong, resilient, caring and bright.

"Then why?"

Ok. Now to just explain it in a normal and understandable way. Easy enough-

"Because I love dandelions and-"

Wait no no no no shut up Kyle no that's not how you word this-

Panic settled in as he realized he nearly outted himself.

"And?"

You urged him on and he just fell awkwardly silent, the wheels rotating inside the poor man's head at max speed.

"And you're uh... Great."

Oh for fucks sake.

Your soft giggle met his ears and he felt relieved that you seemed genuinely happy with that lame ass response. Resting your forehead against his chest.

"I think you're great too..."

Breathing slowly going more even you were now in probably the most peaceful sleep you've ever had, his arm gently draped over you as he sighs.

Maybe one day.

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For @deadbranch 50 word writing challenge.

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He's like a blanket of stars wrapping around you when it gets too dark out, soft breaths of soothing promises flutter across your neck.

"S'okay, love... Ain't goin' anywhere. You're stuck with me, got it? Always."

Tears are dried with a careful hand, calloused fingers soft as feathers.

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|Kyle Always Keeps His Word|