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gazkamurocho · 1 month
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Working hard on that 80s Goromi doujinshi 👀
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Also a test for the screentone background xD
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nenayaquisieras · 2 months
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my brain is saying 141 with a reader that sees dead people. like they notice how respectful she is to the dead. when she kills she moves the bodies, sometimes says a small prayer to herself. they see her looking at things that aren’t there. “Did you see that? Never mind.” or she mentions she feels something weird in the air, or something wrong. talks to the team about the sleep paralysis she gets, always leaving out the grayish dark figure that accompanies her on those nights.
She’s never told anyone until she got drunk enough to were she’s literally laughing saying
“oh yea i see dead people.” And the guys obv think she’s joking and egg her on about said dead people she sees. but then she tells them about the entities that follow them, the people they’ve killed, always following them around. some are very angry, she feels their malicious intentions. ends up describing them in grave detail, they way they looked, what they wore, the last words they spoke before her teammates pulled the trigger. Something that only THEY would know.
“oh man, let me tell you about Gilbert my sleep paralysis demon. I swear he’s been visiting me more and more recently.”
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cod-dump · 3 months
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Soap is chatty, he talks a lot. More than once someone has told him they ‘learned to tune him out’, that they’re able to ignore him because they’re used to his chatter. It hurts, he admits that to himself but no one else. He’s not used to someone fully paying attention to what he’s saying (Gaz) or actually loving hearing him talk even though they’re not fully understanding everything he’s saying (Ghost).
He was talking while working with Price in a meeting room when he realized he had been talking a lot, so he stopped. Then Price looked up and asked him why he stopped.
“What?”
“The party at your cousin’s, with the weird green cake.”
Gaz and Price fully listens while he talks, taking a moment to ask questions or acknowledge when he says something. Ghost half listens and just enjoys hearing Soap talk even when he’s not mentally there, asking questions to keep Soap talking because he loves his voice. It was almost overwhelming having that acceptance and care towards him.
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reds-skull · 3 months
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(Kind of a contiuation of this comic)
I've had this comic in my head for literally months. I missed making them!
Also trying some new stuff with my style...
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hffhifjou · 3 months
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i can’t believe i have almost all my boyfriends drawn 😭 guess who’s missing 👁️👁️
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shit-talker · 3 months
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The 141 have a ridiculous run of inside jokes that is continuosly ruining their lives, such as;
1.) If someone says, "You love it really," to you, you immediately have to agree with them, no matter what the circumstances. Otherwise, you lose the ability to do it back. This has resulted in many weird fake confessions, including one time in which Soap got fed up with people making your mom jokes at him and went on a rant about it. Ghost glanced at him in front of a room full of cadets and just went, "You love it really, though," and Soap almost died as he sadly nodded and replied, "Yeah, I do."
2.) If something even remotely sexual sounding is said about you, you must always say, "You're damn right I do/am/will," back. This backfired once when they were in a defreif and Price said something about Gaz "coming through the back door" and Gaz, without think, winked and replied "You're damn right I did," In front of everyone and got in trouble for mild insubordination. (The others almost died laughing as he realised what he'd done, who he'd done it to, and who he'd done it in front of (aka Price's bosses))
3.) When talking about Roach, they will always act like he's died. He hasn't, but none of them can stop the joke, and it always makes all of them crack up, even Roach. This once caused major panic, as once when Ghost was discussing their latest mission with Laswell, he said, "It was fine because Roach - God rest his soul -" and Laswell had about two minutes where she thinks Roach has dropped dead and she didn't fucking know.
4.) They will always make up bad stories for how they met Ghost, if anyone ever asks. It doesn't matter what the truth is, or who they're speaking to, when asked, all three of them will reply with some made up, overly dramatic or down right boring story on how they met. These stories ranged from Ghost, saving them from a shark attack (Gaz), Ghost selling them assorted drugs as a teenager (Roach), and most devastatingly is when Soap told a distant relative of his that he met Ghost after "finding him with my older brother, behind his wifes back" he does not have an older brother, and so there is no wife.
5.) They always reference the "Malibu incident." None of them have ever been to Malibu. Nothing bad has ever happened there, but now they've created a whole conspiracy in the British Army about a coverup that happened in Malibu. Price knows about this one and finds it endlessly funny, so he goes along with it, never directly mentioning it but refusing to deny it when someone asks. If anyone ever asks about the details of it, they just give a deadpanned look as if the other person should already know and say; "Don't make me say it." There are rumours. Like, a lot of rumours.
6.) Roach claps every time someone says, "I'll be there for you" because once he clapped at the wrong time during the friends intro and had been paying the price ever since. It doesn't happen often, but sometimes you'll just hear him clapping - not even in the tune to the friends theme. Just random clapping. If any of the others hear it, they almost always reply with "That's a fuckin' joke" in a really disappointed tone. It's confused a lot of people.
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miniwheat77 · 1 month
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Captain Price comes across a video that wasn’t supposed to be posted on any kind of social media under any circumstances. How it made it onto the platform, how he ended upon it. You don’t know.
He assumes the video was your idea, considering you seem to be the star of the show, despite the other girls around you. Which is why he’s standing along the edge of the muddy track that you’ve been running laps around for almost an hour. “You know, this is bullshit!” You yell out to him as you pass by. “You’re the one who thought the video would be a good idea!” He calls back, crossing his arms. He’s amused. “Soap and Gaz post thirst traps all day and I shake my ass to Sage the Gemini ONE TIME!” You yell back. He has to hold back his laughter, being a captain is so fucking hard when your soldiers are this immature. “Another lap Y/L/N!”
He thinks to himself for a second.
“You’re so dead Y/N.” Soap stares daggers your way. He’s sweaty, now running alongside you. “I didn’t know he’d make you run laps with me!” You scoff. “Yeah, you’ve got no room to talk either, mate. You’re the one who posted the video, remember?” Gaz smirks, he’s on the other side of you. “Asshole!” You shove Soap. He barely catches himself. He can’t help but laugh, forgetting completely that he’d done that.
“One more lap and than head back to your rooms!”
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pick-a-lane · 1 month
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I'd love to see the Farah sketches :0 also idea possibly(?) Farah just chilling with her squad because she so deserves a break - anii aka perpetual-fng
holy moly so apparently theres a specific inbox you have to check for asks and i had no idea im soso sorry i didnt get to these sooner 😭
anyways heres Farah taking a little nap with Alex, Gaz, and some portion of her army cause yea holy moly they all need a nap
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I drew this in my sketchbook then did some photo editing magic so sorry its not very good lol. I might transfer this to procreate and color it in tho!! :)
(unfortunately some of the pages of my sketchbook with Farah doodles were ripped out idk by what or who :( but I am definitely cooking up more also for the other asks in my inbox !!)
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soap-ify · 2 months
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some vampire!reader x vampire hunters!141 thoughts that are refusing to leave my mind. pardon me this is unedited and i'm sleepy as fuck. feminine terms used on reader.
cw — they basically kidnap you.
“i dinnae think there’s any more of those creatures left here!”
“shut your whining, johnny.”
ghost and soap had been bickering back and forth, serving nothing more than to worsen the headache blooming in price’s head. at least gaz was silent, observant as ever. price pretended to ignore the amused grin that adorned gaz’s lips very much clearly.
the appearances of vampires around the front of the woods had significantly started to lessen due to these vampire hunters who actually gave a fuck about their job, dedicated in clearing out the parts so the civilians could sleep peacefully at night.
though at the same time, it meant that finding a vampire was as hard as digging up some treasure. it was infuriating, in all honesty, especially for price. these mindless patrols were fucking up with his head, the lack of activity making him more irritated.
plus the rest three just seemed too immersed in some banter to even care. though eventually, a soft rustle from the bushes caused them all to fall quiet due to price’s hand gesturing to them to stop, observant pair of eyes carefully looking around.
“there’s something here.” commanding as ever, price took the initiative of stepping forward, his pistol clutched in his hands.
the four of them discreetly stepped through the bush, coming across you. you, who were standing there wide eyed, hands trembling in pure fear, taking a step back from the hunters in front of you.
weird. you were supposed to bare your fangs, to attack them and try to suck their blood for your life. but no, you were acting more like a poor trapped bunny, not a vampire.
“price.” ghost grumbled and stopped price by holding his shoulders, pulling him back slightly. this masked man was terrifying observant, eyes boring deep within your skin, as if unpeeling every layer of you to grasp the poor soul within, for the sake of his own amusement perhaps?
he could see you salivating, unable to hold in the drool that glistened pathetically under the moonlight, yet not making any moves whatsoever. “you thinkin’ what i’m thinkin’, simon?” gaz nudged ghost slightly, those dark eyes looking at you a bit more kindly, almost interested.
“look at the wee lass, captain.” soap could barely hold in a snicker, already putting his gun back into the holster. he couldn’t care less, in all honesty. what were you going to do, bite him?
price had oddly became the quietest, his stare making you try to shuffle away uneasily. though before you could even try to move a little, his hand shot out and grabbes you by the shoulder, dragging you over to him and the rest, ignoring your hisses.
“don’t think she’s like other of those bloodthirsty fuckers.” price huffed out curiously, his other hand forcing your mouth open, thumb running over your fangs. weak. what had you been feeding on to lack the power others like you possessed?
“how ‘bout we take her home, cap’n?” gaz mumbled and took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket, drawing one out.
“i agree with him.” ghost mumbled, taking a step forward, towering over you. a shadow eager to destroy. “we can study her like that, y’know.”
his words made you sweat coldly, throat tightening up, unable to utter a single form of protest while price dragged you almost effortlessly, making you walk alongside them until you reached a jeep parked beside one of the many trees.
“c’mon, hen.” soap eagerly opened the door, giving you a push inside. “ye’re comin’ with us.”
finally some activity for all four of them.
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A GIRL GAMER???????
I'm not even close to kidding anymore; I think drawing iz stuff is helping me draw more loosely and avoid getting burned out. I had so much fun drawing Gaz!! It was wild "designing" a character after the challenge that was zim. Features wise, she takes after dib/dad, so I was basically just playing dress up with her. And you know what? She can have a little outfit variation, as a treat. (The big skull earrings are clashing and creating all sorts of tangents with her face framing hair thingies, but OH WELL!!!)
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gazkamurocho · 29 days
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This queen is up for my patrons now 😌🙏❤
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whoslibby · 3 months
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you hadn’t of seen price since the two of you breaking up, the main factor was you being twenty one and him being in his early thirties. you hadn’t of seen him in years. but when you came to the bar tonight you saw him.
john price himself, hadn’t of changed a bit as you saw him with his squad mates, your old squad mates. having switched units after the breakup. you wanted to say hello to them but the idea of facing price seemed a little scary.
you walked to the bar as you go and order yourself a drink waiting as gaz walks up to the bar himself. ‘long time no see,’ you say to him, to be polite.
‘likewise, been what, seven years?’ he guessed and you smiled not realising so much time had passed and he still recognised you instantly.
‘how is it? missed me much?’ you teased only for gaz to go a little silent. wary of what he was going to say.
‘we did, price did, a lot,’ he tells you honestly as you let your eyes flicker over to him, who had been staring at you and gaz. he turned away but yet he looked the exact same as he did before, it was crazy to see it.
‘I missed you guys,’ you didn’t say anything about price unsure of if they knew the true reason you switched units.
‘he told us,’ gaz replied seeing how the gears were turning in your head.
‘oh, I didn’t want to by the way,’ you swallowed ‘he said it was for the better.’
gaz didn’t really say anything at that point, you get handed your drink. ‘tell him hi for me,’ was all you could muster up before walking over to a table to go sit down.
cheeky second part
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meowpupp · 5 months
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i don’t think people realise how confident gaz is. he has such BDE. and he’s such a smartass???? but so respectful??? honesty, all the cod men are great and i get the appeal, but if we’re being real, Gaz would be the best one suited for a relationship. he’d ADORE his partner, send them stupid texts of cats n shit, be your parents best friend. he’d be the one who gets invited to christmas before you do, the one your mum asks about when you call her.
gaz is genuinely so underrated. i wish i could write for him more, but i genuinely have no ideas. the others, i can imagine all sorts of gross freaky shit because i feel like they have it in them.
but gaz? nah. he’s the type to be doing face masks with your little sister, or teaching your little brother football. he’s the type to kiss your forehead and say “yes maam” whenever you tell him to do anything, bring your mum flowers when you visit your parents.
HE IS BOYFRIEND. HES THE DEFINITION
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cod-dump · 4 months
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Graves: *stepping out of Price's room one morning*
Gaz: oh my fucking god, you two actually are shagging, aren't you?
Graves: First of all, I'm a little disappointed it took you this long to realize that.
Gaz: YOU--
Graves: SECONDLY, we're not shagging, you English cretin.
Gaz: WHAT--
Graves, leaning in: He fucks me properly like the gentleman he is :)
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soapskneebrace · 5 months
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Reading and writing about these dudes gets way more fun when you move past imagining them as your archetypical romance heroes by the way. When you stop portraying their desires as possessive and objectifying.
Because listen. They’re trained fighting dogs at their core. They don’t want you to be theirs—they want to be yours.
They want you to use them however you need them, to be whatever you need. All you need to do is give them a word of encouragement. A well placed “good job” at the right moment. And they’d do anything you told them, from that moment, forever, as long as the praise keeps coming.
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natelia-aldelliz · 1 year
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Soap : Let's play two truths one lie, me first : I falsified my birth certificate, I beat up a superior officer before locking him in the trunk of his car, and I was arrested when I was 12 on account of suspicion of terrorist intent.
Gaz :
Soap : It was the last one, I wasn't actually arrested, they just paid a visit to my house to question me.
Ghost : My turn, I can't get married because I'm legally dead, my favourite colour is black, and I went to prison for murdering my family.
Gaz : I'm very scared because I know your favourite colour.
Ghost : Yep. I didn't stay long in prison though, don't worry, I had an alibi.
Price : I once caused a diplomatic incident that almost led to a war, I shot someone in the foot because he annoyed me, and I've been secretely married for ten years.
Gaz : I'm not sure I like this game, actually.
Ghost : I'm pretty sure I was to your wedding and it doesn't feel that long ago.
Soap : Wait, you're married??
Price : Yep! But it was only 6 years ago.
Gaz : Okay, my turn then : I don't think you're all fucked in the head, I'm scared for my own mental health and I want to go home, guess which one is the lie.
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