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ghouljams · 7 months

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You asked for gaz, I’ll come running

141 witnessing luck commit Canada level war crimes, but the minute Gaz calls her pretty, love, or beckons her she’s melted into a puddle

Gaz and Luck truly a winning combination, they're so mushy and so deadly.

Gaz takes two steps to the left and Soap raises a brow. There's no need for the concern, he's set charges enough times to know the blast radius. Besides Gaz isn't usually so paranoid about explosives. It's when the other sergeant waves him over that Soap really starts getting annoyed.

Then of course the charges go off and tear clear through the floor, crumbling rubble down onto the covert of enemy operatives that had seemingly been lying in wait for them. Soap's never seen rebar spear through anyone's spine like that before, never seen such precision crush injuries either.

"You know that was gonna happen?" Soap asks him, glancing back at Gaz.

"Had a bad feeling," Gaz shrugs. He picks his way carefully around the edge of the hole, knocking out the last hanging pieces of wall from the breach. "Luck doesn't tell me what's gonna happen, just gotta trust," he explains.

"A little heads up would be appreciated." Soap grumbles.

Ghost tracks Gaz across rooftops, keeping him in his sights and picking off the enemies that don't have some terrible stroke of luck befall them. So far he's witnessed more guns jamming and grenades prematurely exploding than he's seen in all his years in the service. One soldier actually got knocked out by a door Gaz blew open. Another accidentally sliced his carotid trying to throw a knife.

The shadows behind Gaz swirl and latch onto boots, sticky like tar as they trip soldiers. Gaz stops short of a roof edge, waiting on something. Ghost leans his head towards his radio in preparation to tell him to get the lead out. Gaz tips his head back to look towards the sky, Ghost leave his sight to look himself. Then just as quickly trains his rifle on the helo making its way towards Gaz.

It's really a lucky shot when he hits the pilot dead between the eyes. It's a little more than lucky the way he slumps over the controls and sends the craft plummeting towards heavy artillery that had been making its way towards town. The car flips top over tip, rolling over the soldiers waiting for Gaz on the ground. When he trains his sights back on the man of the hour Gaz has already jumped down onto a cushy awning. Shadows swirl at his feet, inking his every step as he continues his dash towards point.

You hand Gaz another spare part from the shadows as Price surveys the field. "Be a lot easier to tell where their damn trails are if the grass wasn't so fuckin' high," Price grumbles. Gaz glances up at him, then around him to look out the window.

"Everything'll work out captain," He tells him, twisting the silencer into his rifle. You peak out the window, blink at the tall grass, doesn't seem so bad to you.

Gaz shoulders his rifle, stance wide as he looks down his sights at the grass. You see the spark of flame at the same moment he does, and knock his gun a little higher. When he fires you feel your magic click into place, the world slotting all its little coincidences into your path. The cigarette drops into the field and ignites the spare powder that was spilled by whatever bomb was being created. There's a small pop, a small hole blown in the ground, the smoldering ashes immediately catching the release of methane from the field.

Everything goes up at once with a boom. The heat wave of it hits the building you're stationed in but the blast hardly grazes you. Gaz lowers his gun, Price makes a "huh" noise, and you content yourself with staring at the smoldering remains of what previously could have been called tall grass.

"Fantastic work doll," Gaz smiles at you, settling a hand on your head. You can't stop the smile that splits your face, giggling as you drop back to the shadows to let him pack up. He doesn't let you, his hand following you into the dark to pull you back out with a grin. He kisses you quick and then you really melt, digging your claws into his tac vest to keep pulling him back in for more. "Baby," he laughs. Baby, you feel every edge soften, your claws gone as he glances at Price. "Later," Gaz promises.

"Your civvie is taking a shine to combat," Price breaks the strangely tense silence in the barracks.

"Steamin' hell she has," Soap agrees. Gaz tips his head, his fingers dragging up and down your arm as you cuddle close to his side. He looks down at you, the quiet way you turn the page of whatever novel you're reading.

"Seems the same to me," He tells them.

"Steam rollin' half a dozen men seems the same to you?" Ghost asks, hardly looking away from his own leisure activities.

Gaz hums, moves his arm around your shoulders to tip your head back. You meet his warm gaze and feel purrs shake loose in your chest. He's so sweet when he smiles at you, when his thumb rubs against your cheek. You drop your head against his shoulder, pupils blown wide as you stare at him.

"Pretty love," He murmurs, you could die right there and never have been happier. He looks away from you and the spell doesn't break, you cuddle a little closer, raise a hand to cup his cheek as you kiss his jaw. "Nah, same as always," He tells the rest of the 141. You can feel his pride beaming, the confidence he has in you growing with each incredulous look the rest of the team gives him.

You wonder what they were talking about, but it doesn't matter much when Gaz pulls you onto his lap and carries you to his room.

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madamsugarskull · 10 months

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it took me!! a hot second BUT!!! i have binged allll the min knowledge. all of it. i love her so much. i love love love a good detailed oc and i like her little sibling dynamic thingy with the tallest!!

she sucks. shes a girlboss. shes only 12. shes gaslight gatekeep girlboss. shes miyuki. no she isnt. she has parent issues. what cant this girl do? i love her. i would die fur her. maybe if i remember to ((and once i get out of my art slump cough)) ill draw her sometime

whats her opinion on our one and only dibromide? apawlogies if this has been answered befur but i did not see it on the masterpost! only saw him in the "meeting" art. i know she is a biiig. fan. of gaz. haha. and zim and gir are,, something! but what about gazs shithead brother? much 2 think about!

giving herrrr all the weapons she could efur want <33

AW!!! GLAD YOU LIKE IT BUD!! Glad to see someone enjoy Min as much as I do!

As for your question. I hesitate to answer due to spoilers but I’ll say one thing.

Let’s just say Min is NOT a fan of Dib for reasons that will become very apparent.

#my art #invader zim #invader zim oc #min #minnie #dib membrane #iz dib membrane #iz dib #ask madam #madam answers

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