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Alternative bc I thought it'd be funny;

Enemy: The loud annoying one.

Price: ..

Price: That doesn't narrow it down. Whats his shoe size?

Enemy: Tf-

Ghost: (already on the way)

Enemy: I have your son Price: Which one? I have several Enemy: The loud, annoying one Price: Price: Keep him-

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Suffer. Cry.

Because this was in my head the SECOND they met. Why am I like this.

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GhostSoap for MerMay

colored by mrsCarterx3

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Guys what do you think?

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The Fort

TW: Silliness without plot, silliness, literally no serious plot

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Price liked giving the boys days off together if he could, that way they could keep each other occupied. Believe it or not, they actually get into less trouble when two or more of them are free. They liked to hoard themselves in the rec room their entire day off, usually leaving the room in a mess by the time they left.

Price normally never witnessed the mayhem first-hand, always giving the boys their space to enjoy themselves. But he wanted to check on them after giving them a week off after a hard mission. He hadn't seen them for four days straight and just wanted to confirm they were alive. So he went to the rec room with cookies as a peace offering for intruding.

Price was not prepared for the sheer chaos that greeted him when he opened the door.

The couches were flipped over, leaning against the pool table with sheets thrown overtop. The boys were no where in sight and Price realized the TV was missing from its usual place, as well. The extension cords suggested it was in their makeshift fort. Price inched closer to the fort, hearing muttering from within it.

"Boys?"

The muttering ceased and a broomstick suddenly stuck out from the sheets, prodding Price in the stomach to keep him from coming any closer.

"Come no closer, fiend!"

Price blinked at Gaz's exclaim as what sounded like Soap and Roach laughing followed.

"Fiend?"

"Hold up-" Gaz sticks his head out from the sheets, "Oh! Hi, Captain! Sorry, we thought you were Ghost coming back to steal our bounty!"

Price blinked, processing what Gaz had said, "You're... trying to keep Ghost... from stealing your 'bounty'?"

Soap pokes his head out, "He kept eating all the crisps and wanted to control the TV so we kicked him out."

Roach pokes out from under Soap, "Now he's our mortal enemy."

"Huh... Alright, then. Well, I was coming to see if you boys were alive."

Roach points, "What's in the container?"

"Oh, Laswell's snickerdoodle cookies."

The three gasp, stars in their eyes. They disappear under the sheets, back into the fort, before they use the broomstick to open the sheets up.

"Welcome, Lord Price! Come share your treasure with us!"

Price snorts, "I have work to do, boys. Just came to check on you."

"Oh..."

"But these cookies are for you."

"YES!"

Price leans down to hand over the cookies when, suddenly, they're snatched from Price's hands.

"What-?"

He turns in time to see Ghost disappear out of the rec room. Price didn't have to say anything (or more like didn't have time to) before Gaz, Soap, and Roach charged out of the fort after Ghost.

"COME BACK HERE, THIEF!"

Price stands, blinking. He really had to get back to work but the boys were clearly doing something far more entertaining than whatever the SAS emailed him. Price decides to sit on the floor, pulling out his phone and checking the base's security footage. From there, he was able to watch the boys chase after Ghost throughout the halls.

Sadly, he couldn't hear what they were saying. And he knows it was hilarious. Though he was fairly entertained by how everyone else on base was reacting to the chaos of the 141's core members running around like madmen over a container of cookies.

Eventually, Ghost ran into the rec room. He got on his knees and slid past Price into the fort. The sheets fluttered closed by the time the other three ran in.

"GHOST!"

"My fort now."

Price covered his mouth to keep from laughing as Gaz was swatted by the broomstick when he tried to get back into the fort. Soap and Roach were also swatted when they got too close, making Price realize there was only one opening into their fort.

"YOU DISHONORABLE CRUMB OF DIRT! LEAVE OUR FORT IMMEDIATELY AND WE WILL SHOW YOU MERCY!"

Price snickered at the commitment Gaz was giving this bit.

"Let me think about it... Nah, I'm staying."

"THEN YOU LEAVE US NO CHOICE-"

"Oh please, what are you going to do? You can't touch me!"

Soap joins in, "Oh, fairest Ghost! May I join you inside?"

"No."

Soap gasps loudly, "I thought we had something!"

Price rolls his eyes and stands, "You boys have your fun-"

Price is stopped from leaving by Roach, "Lord Price! Help us retake our fort and we shall share our bounty with you!"

"Boys-"

Roach takes his goggles off and hits him with the saddest eyes Price has ever seen on him. Gaz and Soap quickly join in and Price sighs loudly, knowing he wouldn't hear the end of it if he didn't help them.

"Fine. Step aside."

Price approaches the fort, ready for Ghost to swipe at him with the broomstick. Once he was close enough, the broomstick stuck out, ready to hit him. Price quickly grabbed it and yanked it out of Ghost's grasp.

There was a moment of silence before-

"Oh shit-"

"CHARGE!"

Gaz dives into the fort, Soap and Roach following suit. Immediately there was high pitched screaming and cursing. Price backed up, not sure what to expect. Suddenly, Ghost crawls out of the fort lightning speed, Gaz following him but only going a foot outside of the fort. Price yelps when Ghost knocks into his legs, sending him crashing to the floor.

"BLOODY HELL, SIMON!"

Ghost lays on top of him, Price wheezing by his weight being completely on his stomach. He wiggled around but found himself unable to get free.

"Listen here, you little shits! I have a hostage!"

Roach peeks out and gasps, "He has Lord Price!"

Gaz goes to charge out but Soap grabs him by the ankle, "No! Don't! There's no telling what he might do to him!"

"That's right! He's in danger until you give into my demands!"

Gaz glares, "What do you want?"

"To be let back into the fort!"

Gaz looks at Roach and Soap for their input before sighing, "Fine, you can come back."

"AND I WANT TO WATCH LEGALLY BLONDE!"

"FUCKING-"

Price groans, "Let him watch the movie!"

"UGH- FINE!"

Ghost gets off of Price and shoves his way back into the fort. Price wheezes as he sits up. He forgot how big of a guy Ghost was. Gaz crawls over to him.

"Are you alright, Lord Price?"

"I'll live. Is this seriously what you boys get up to on your days off?"

Gaz blinks, "Yea? What else would we do?"

Price stares before shrugging.

"DON'T EAT ALL THE COOKIES!"

Gaz immediately darts back into the fort. Price rolls his eyes but smiles as he stands. He begrudgingly went back to his boring office and to do his boring reports. He'll have to see if there's room for him in the fort tomorrow.

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Brain Rot

Mkay finally gonna do this cause I'm bored af and have nothin to do.

Character headcanons for the 141

Ghost- He very much is a sensory guy. Has to feel things before wearing clothes, has to make sure it doesnt scratch his skin. Part of the reason he hates touch is how rough peoples hands can feel, the callouses too much and he h a t e s it. Also why he wears gloves, the insides are lined with a soft fabric and it keeps the rough stuff off his hands. The only one who knows about this is Price and thats because he one time walked in to Ghost being near panic attack cause he couldn't find his gloves and wouldn't take any offered to him.

Soap- I feel like this man sleeps with his door open at home. The demons can stare, he'll stare back. Not in the slightest bothered by it just because if the doors open he can see whats out there, always sleeps with his door cracked open on base, able to see light peeking through and the shadows if someone approaches. Gaz tells him he's weird for this but he finds it funny when someone walks up and he just goes "Come in >insert name<" before they even knock.

Gaz- This bitch has a stuffie. Fight me on this but he's got a little stuffy (strongly feel like its a horse for some reason) that comes along on missions. Its tucked in his vest and not a soul knows about this. He had a pocket made tucked to the side just so theres less risk of the plushie being shot and the thing has been patched up once by Ghost of all people. Neither talk about it, but Ghost will wordlessly check on Gaz's plush when checking on him just because how much it means to Gaz. I feel like Price knows about this as well, and lets Gaz be with it because it helps Gaz stay level headed.

Price- This man is well versed in the world of neurodivergent. He is convinced whole heartedly his kids team members all have something going on and just adapts to it. Ghost has a rough sensory day, he's there with a soft hoodie and some gloves to help him re-regulate. He sees someone pull Soap's door closed while he's napping and cracks it back open so the man doesn't have a heart attack when he wakes. Gaz asks for the pocket to be added and grants it without question. Helps him with the recruits from time to time because he notices these things and just fixes it. Even sometimes does it to Laswell. She has this one audio issue and when things get bad for her he just levels the look and everyone shuts the fuck up.

Roach- He feels powerful when out of reach. Aka you will find his ass sitting on the fridge. Why? He likes it. Has convinced Ghost to give him a ride on his shoulders, practically beaming the whole time. Got yelled at by Price for climbing ontop of some equipment in the gym, partially because he only did it to scare the fuck outta Soap who never learns to expect him up there. Gaz just takes it as a challenge to find the latest spot, and the gc just has a streak counter of who's found Roach's perch each day.

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Oh my god I just read that and loved it and then found arttttt eeeeeEEEEEEEE

“You’re alive…”

Fanart for “Show Me Your Teeth” written by FwipsArt (Twitter) / chashuu (ao3)

I drew it some time ago and forgot to post it here…

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Bro I was in tears laughing reading Ghost's part-

Try not to laugh: COD addition

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Round 4: Price

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Price: *stares at the camera as he takes a sip of water*

Gaz: *trips while trying to run onto the stage with a loud bang* FUCK-

Price: *stares at him*

*Gaz climbs up, clearly in pain*

Gaz: Sorry, man. I just can’t help but fall for you

*Price stares at Gaz as Soap giggles off stage*

Gaz: … that was funnier in my head…

Price: *continues to stare at him, emotionless*

Gaz: … damn it. I don’t have anything else planned so I give up

Gaz: *walks off stage defeated*

Ghost: Wow, that was sad

Gaz: Shut the fuck up-

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Price: I feel like this is going to be easy *sips his water*

Soap: *walks onto stage wearing a cheap Batman mask*

Price: *takes one look before rolling his eyes*

Soap, in a deep voice: Did you just roll your eyes at justice?

Gaz: fucking Christ-

Ghost: HA

Soap, walking closer to Price like a cowboy: I didn’t lose Rachel and save your ass for you to roll your eyes at me

Price: *has a strained smile on his face*

Soap: … wanna see me throw it back?

Price: *spits out his water*

Soap: HAHAHA VICTORY

Soap: *tries to run off stage but slips and crashes*

Price: Fucking Christ— John- *gets up to go check on Soap*

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Price: *sits there with his arms crossed as Ghost walks onto the stage*

Ghost: *hiding something behind his back*

Price: *stares at him cautiously*

Ghost: *pulls out an Elmo puppet*

Gaz: Oh my god he’s going to do it-

Ghost: Shut the fuck up, Kyle!

Soap: HAH

Ghost: *clears his throat before speaking like Elmo*

Ghost: Elmo came here to say a few things about John Price

Price: *eyes widen in shock*

Soap: OH MY GOD

Gaz: NO STOP- THAT’S CURSED

Ghost: Elmo has known John Price for a long time now and- Elmo wants you all to know that… this bitch owes Elmo money

Soap & Gaz: *loses their shit*

Price: *breathes heavy through his nose but he doesn’t spit his water out*

Ghost, still speaking in Elmo’s voice: You’re a fucking bitch

Price: *struggling*

Ghost, holding the puppet right next to Price’s face: A B-I-C-T-H

Price: *is fighting so hard not to laugh*

Ghost: You know who else owes Elmo money? Fucking Kermit

Price: *squeezes his eyes shut as he shakes*

Ghost: Elmo’s gonna pork his wife later as payment if that bitch can’t cough up the cash

Price: *chokes on his water*

Soap: *wheezing off stage*

Gaz, through tears and laughter: You just fucking ruined Elmo for me

Ghost: Yea, well, I fucking won!

Price: *still choking on water* FUCK-

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Please I dont know how to do lineless art TwT

Would anyone be interested in me doing a lineless art tutorial?

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Guys

Guys, guys- NGL I wanna make my own box boy after reading a bunch on them. Gimmie name ideas and we may end up with many boxboys.

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Just my bab

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Hero X Villain. Drabble 1

Villain had just gotten home, dropping their keys on the counter and undoing part of their suit top and dropping their gloves on the counter. They hummed softly to themself, frowning a little when their phone buzzed, grabbing it and seeing what had been sent to him at this time of night.

It was a message from hero, which was just a pinged location. Now wasn't really the time for that, sidekick almost caught them yesterday, but normally hero didn't ping a location unless they couldn't text it to them. They sighed and grabbed their gloves again, heading out.

They were a little frustrated that hero had picked somewhere across the city to meet, normally they picked somewhere in between the two's homes so it was easy for both of them to meet up.

They walked for well over 45 minutes before their dot on the map was near Hero's. "Hero? Where are you? And don't make this some dumb surprise." They warned, looking around.

They frowned when they got no response. "Hero..?" They called, huffing. "If this is some prank it's not funny." They said, looking around for where Hero may be hiding. There were some alleyways, and rooftops, but Hero didn't like meeting on rooftops because how easy it was to be spotted, so they decided to check the alleyways first.

The first two alleys were empty, aside from trashbins and trash of course. The second one looked to have someone at the end, slumped against the wall. They rolled their eyes at that, figuring it was a homeless person. The last alley was empty as well.

They huffed. Maybe Hero hadn't meant to send that text, it would have been a waste of their time but they probably should've checked that Hero had meant to send that back at their house.

>Did you send that on purpose?<

They really didn't have anything else to do tonight, so they could wait a few more minutes to see if Hero meant that. They hummed softly as they watched the message send, frowning when they heard a ring tone go off in the alley with the person.

They sighed and walked over. "Hey." They stood back from the person, not wanting to catch anything they may have. They squinted their eyes to try and see the person better, tilting their head at a symbol that seemed familiar on the person's shirt sleeve.

Their eyes went wide after a moment and they rushed forwards when they realized why they recognized it. It was Hero's agency emblem. "Hero?" They turned the flashlight on on their phone, dread filling their stomach as they saw the state Hero was in.

Hero's body was all sorts of bruised, their forearm twisted at an odd angle. Blood was soaking through several spots on the heros suit, and was plastering some of their hair to their forehead.

Villain pressed a hand to Heros forehead, biting their lip at the heat they felt. "Fuck. Okay, Hero I don't know if you can hear me, but I'm getting you out of here." They said, scooping the unconscious hero up and holding them bridal style against them.

They had to take Hero to the hospital, they couldn't deal with that much damage on their own, but that also meant they couldn't stay there with them or even be seen dropping them off. They would have to get someone's attention to deal with Hero and come back later when they were in civilian clothes.

Once at the hospital they carefully laid Hero down on a bench, grabbing a rock off the ground and throwing it through one of the ER windows. Yes that was a stupid idea, but at the same time, it was the best they could do for now. They fled once they heard someone yell, hiding out in the shadows and watching to make sure Hero made it inside.

They let out a small sigh of relief when they saw a security guard yell for a doctor while kneeling next to Hero. They pulled back even more and slipped away to get home so they could get washed up and changed so they could come back and check on Hero later. They'd also have to find out who did this and make sure they paid.

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Prompt #1. Hero X Villain

Hero leaned Villain back. "(Villain) keep your eyes open, okay?" They asked quietly, ripping a piece of their cape off and pressing it to the wound by Villains ribs.

Villain gave a small slightly flirty smirk. "Isn't that what I was telling you last night while holding you down by the mirror?" They teased, trying to make Hero's panic a little less.

Yes I may be turning my normal blog into a hero X villain. I love the trope so sue me. Anyways byeee!

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You are all you need. You don't need fame. You don't need glory. You don't need a book signing deal. You don't need to get published. All you need is you.

And you know what? You're just as valid and important as a writer, whether you did achieve all of the things above or if you don't even care to get any of it. We are all creators. We all put something into this world that wasn't there before. We are all incredible. I love you guys so much and I'm so, SO DANG PROUD of you!

All you need is you. :) You've got this. Happy writing!

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