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asykriel · 1 month

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🐉🐉🐉

Since the trailers for season 2 of HOTD were released I've been thinking of choosing a face claim for Maegor

And I've realized there's only one man who could bring him to life and that is Nicholas Galitzine

Now just imagine him with white hair and hear me out:

Maegor II Targaryen is my OC. You can read the fanfic centered around him and Aemond on AO3 and Wattpad

#everyone would be barking #aemond the loudest #no wonder he'd get walked like a dog #love is the death of duty #hotd oc #maegor ii targaryen #aemond targaryen fanfiction #aemond fanfic #headcanon #fanfic #house of the dragon fic #house of the dragon #aemond targaryen #asoiaf #hotd #face claims #aemond-targaryen

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thefangirlofhp · 2 years

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Elain Archeron Week, 2022

Day 4: romance

@elainarcheronweek

“I killed myself in the most beautiful way possible.” “How is that?” “I fell in love with someone I cannot have.”

“Stop fucking nagging me!”

“Somebody has to!”

The door to the High Lord’s study slammed shut in a resounding boom that vibrated in the walls, enunciated by agitated heavy footsteps marching to the large mahogany desk and lighter steps echoing behind.

“I won’t listen to this anymore,” snapped Rhysand as he rounded the desk and glared at his second in command with pure rage glistening along the ridges of his face hardened by emotion. Amren threw her hands to her side, and scoffed back with as much venom.

“You have to, whether you like it or not,” Amren retorted, slapping her hands down on the desk. “It’s my job to advise you. And I’m telling you—“

“Stop!” Shouted Rhysand. “I won’t fucking hear it. Not from you. Not about him.”

“You’re going to fucking have to!” Amren snapped, again.

“Love is the death of duty,” the female answered softly, just as hard. “What’s duty when love gives you wings? Gives you life like you’ve never felt before?”

“That’s not fucking love,” Rhys hissed, slamming clenched fists onto documents and rattling small portrait on the desk. “That’s a misguided obsession, a misplaced sense of entitlement. It’s not fucking love.”

“Because you’re too blind to see it, I have to tell you,” Amren insists, jabbing a hand back at the window behind her. “That is love. Most honest and true as it comes. And if you don’t act soon, you’ll lose him to her. And you’ll lose her, as well. And you need her.”

“He’s my brother,” Rhys said through clenched teeth. “He’d never betray me for a woman he doesn’t even know all that well.”

Amren’s silver eyes widened and then softened with a mixture of pity and a touch of despair. She shook her head, the smooth curtain of black hair rippling like waves with the movement. “You say that, but when’s the last time you looked at him? Have you seen him? I’m warning you, Rhys. You’re going to lose him.”

He straightened his posture, dug his hands in his pockets as he quietly rounded the desk, head bowed as he made his way over to the large windows. “He can’t be in love with her, Amren,” he piped up softly. “Az is blinded by feeling left out. He thinks she’s owed to him, that there was a cardinal mistake that gave her to someone else. That’s not love.”

“That’s what you think is going on,” Amren responded softly, joining his side. “But it’s more than that. Ever since they met, Rhys. They’re going to be your downfall if you don’t act. Azriel will betray you if it comes to it.”

Rhys’s jaw clenched and tightened in response, and the darkness cast by the night outside sought only to further his irritated expression. “He won’t,” he then said quietly. “I’ve ordered him to stay away.”

“How’s that worked out so far?” Amren crossed her arms. “You know he doesn’t listen when he doesn’t agree. If he hasn’t already, he’ll be ignoring your order soon and I wonder how you’re going to fix the mess that’ll rise from a Blood Duel, killing Beron’s son, and Helion’s unknown heir? You know if it comes to it, Azriel will rip him to shreds.”

“I know.”

“That’s why you can never allow it to come to pass. The girl has the Sight, but I’m afraid that particular insight has not yet graced her—that or she doesn’t care, which makes her all the more dangerous. To the court, to us. To our future.”

“There’s no future without my Inner Circle, Amren,” Rhys said quietly, blinking slowly. “What’s going to be left of this family if I break that?”

The fae hesitated, before carefully speaking. “This family was made. It can be mended if need be. And it’s for the good of the family, and the realm.”

“Azriel’s family,” Rhys murmured. “Have you forgotten?”

“Which will make his betrayal hurt all the more and I am trying to control the damage before it can occur. Rhys, please, you have to act.”

Rhys blinked, his face growing impassive and cold. “He won’t betray me,” he said softly. “I won’t give him the chance.”

“What’re you going to do?”

Rhys breathed in, heavily. “There’s an assignment that’ll need the best man for the job…” he responded, voice deep and gravelly in its tone. “It will take a while. In the meantime, I think it’s time Elain made some decisions.”

Amren regarded him curiously. “You’d send him away? Can you bear that?” She asked carefully.

Rhys’s voice wavered in the slightest. “It’s either that, or end up with his blood on my hands.”

#elainarcheronweek2022 #elain archeron #elriel #of course it’s elriel what else did you expect #hashtag drama #hashtag shoutout to maester aemon for his chef kiss of a quote #love is the death of duty

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starcrossedjedis · 2 years

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Okay. Dear Dearest Dearie tell me everything about Lyana 😁🤭.

I just had to add this gem 😆

My baby girl Elyana Dondarrion, who can do no wrong 🥺

- her mother is/was a Dayne, it's where she got her Dornish looks from

- she and her older brother Tristan grew up with Criston Cole, who was the stewart's son

- the friendship between Tristan and Criston grew sour however when it became obvious that the lowborn boy and Elyana were falling in love with each other

- Tristan snitches on them, which ultimately ends in her father imploring Lord Boremund Baratheon to secure a place at court for his daughter as a lady-in-waiting for the young princess Rhaenyra Targaryen

- Elyana spends the next few years in KL, building a deep friendship with both Alicent and Rhaenyra, while Criston tries to make a name for himself, to "prove worthy of her one day".

- the two keep writing each other over the years and Alicent and Rhaenyra dub him her "secret suitor" and the reason no one seems to be a good enough match for her (much to her brother's anger)

- Elyana and Criston meet again at the tourney, but what was supposed to be the true beginning of their story is cut short when the queen and prince die and Rhaenyra is named heir to the throne...

I will put the rest under a cut in case some ppl don't want the whole thing spoiled ^^'

- suddenly the power dynamic at court seems to always be shifting and with Criston so close, Tristan watches her like a hawk, lest she costs the family the chances of marrying her off to the highest bidder in the years to come.

- meanwhile Criston is named Kingsguard - an honour virtually impossible to refuse and a future where they are together seems impossible like never before

- soon Alicent's new role at court will drive a wedge between her and Rhaenyra and leave Elyana caught between who she thinks are her two best friends

- just as Elyana and Alicent's friendship grows deeper as they spend time alone together at court, so does the relationship between Criston and Rhaenyra as he spends time with the princess as her sworn shield

- things come to a head when rumours arise at court that Rhaenyra spent the night with her uncle at a brothel, letting him have her and a guilt ridden Criston confesses to her that it was really him who spent the night with her

- Criston - insecure and always feeling like he isn't worthy of the woman he has loved for most of his life - is confused about the nature of his feelings for Rhaenyra and breaks Elyana's heart with the confession that he has fallen for the princess

- Elyana, feeling betrayed by both her lover and her friend, decides that she has spent too much time neglecting her duty towards her family and agrees to marry Borros Baratheon and become the next Lady of Storm's End

- she more or less flees KL as soon as possible and arrives at Storm's End to the news of the tragedy that struck during the wedding/welcoming banquet (Criston, broken both by Rhaenyra's rejection and the realisation that he threw away a life with Elyana for a tryst, lost his temper and beat Joffrey Lonmouth to death 😬)

- shortly after, she starts getting letters from Criston again - he admits to being a fool, he is a broken man who has lost everything and only now realises that what he truly wants never changed, he just lost sight of it blablabla.

- she never answers his letters, but he keeps writing them until in the last one he begs her for just one sign that he may hope, just one letter, one word and he'll come and take her away to that life they always dreamed of - but at this point she is already married to Borros and pregnant with her first child

- she never gives him that sign and the letters stop

- they don't see each other again until the king dies and Alicent sends for her, desperate to have a friend by her side as the Dance of Dragons begins...

#elyana dondarrion #violent delights #love and pride #love is the death of duty #I CAN'T DECIDE ON A TITLE Y'ALLS HELP!!!#my ocs

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furiosophie · 6 months

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it's something sinister to love without regard for dear tomorrow

#modern warfare 3 spoilers #mwiii spoilers #soapghost #ghostsoap #ghoap #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #call of duty #mwiii #09 soapghost #listen i just think that while 22 ghost would be fuckin pissed that they're destined to die in every life #09 soap would find so much comfort in the fact that they got to find and love each other again in the next one #despite how it all ends #something something i will chose you every time #something something only two things will ever have me you and death #anyway #close behind and strawberry wine fucked me up good in the last couple of days #soph arts #id in alt text

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ghouljams · 7 months

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I need more ghost ghost

Like their dynamic and how it evolves. Do they eventually reach an understand does ghost ever move on and let go😭 does he get jealous if she has friends over

Please I'm feral for the spooky idea even crumbs would satisfy me

Any day now, he'll get bored.

You keep telling yourself that, but it hasn't happened yet. Your ghost just seems to be settling in to his roll as household haunting. If anything you're getting too used to him. You're used to the cold watched feeling when you lay in bed at night. You're used to the handprints in fogged glass after your shower. You're used to putting things down and having them disappear. Hell you're even used to the rasping whispers that sometimes fill the air when you're not listening.

You're really not that interesting. If you were a ghost you would've moved on by now. You certainly wouldn't be haunting some barely liveable house or bothering the only person stupid enough to try restoring it.

You set a mug of tea on your ghost's little corner altar and drag a chair to sit down in front of it. He likes black tea, English breakfast or Earl Grey, splash of milk and a dash of sugar. You know the order well enough by now, all the ingredients he'd previously tipped over to make a mess of your kitchen. "I'm thinking of tackling the bathroom today, got the tile in so-" you reach down to tug a square of green tile out of the bag at your feet, "-I gotta start ripping up the old stuff." The tea on Ghost's altar bubbles in annoyance. "Don't get fussy you helped pick the new tile, remember?"

A single bubble pops on the tea's surface. A dismissive yes. Good enough for you.

"Be a lot easier if you didn't go scaring off the contractors," you grumble. The air is still for a long moment as you sip your morning tea. You feel a little silly staring at a mug of tea and waiting for it to talk to you. One bubble for yes, two for no, not a perfect system but working well enough so far.

You reach to tap the rim of the mug, see if the metaphorical mic is still on, and notice its been drained. Then all the hair on the back of your neck stands on end, the air around you dropping degrees by the breath.

"Can't trust them," his voice, so low and rumbling, fills the space beside your ear. Your stomach drops, and you have to stop yourself from reaching back to brush the sensation away. Fuck he's gotten chatty recently.

"You just don't like them," you keep your eyes on his altar, "you just gotta get to know them, I mean, you didn't like me when I first moved in!"

"Still," there's a long breath, a rasping wheeze that sounds painful, sometimes you wonder if it has to do with how your ghost died, "don't."

You gasp, standing from your chair and feeling whatever ghostly hold was talking to you dissipate. "See if I make you any more tea," you tell him. You will, obviously, but you try to make the threat sound sincere. He doesn't need to know that you don't mean it. After all what's a dead man going to do to you?

#cod x reader #x reader #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #ghost mw2 #simon ghost x reader #simon riley #simon riley x reader #ghost call of duty #ghost cod #ghost!au #ghost!ghost #sarcasm doesnt really translate well through the death intercom #u ever fall in love with a ghost?#any of you ever seen a ghost? i have

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canisalbus · 5 months

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I've been following you for years, and I love your art. Seeing you repost your older art pieces reminded me how much I loved the angry, bitter, miserable Machete art and how it resonated with me... but a part of me is also so happy to see the current art of him being happy. Cute art of him as a unicorn, or chilling in a bathtub with Vasco. Like, we're all growing and healing :')

#thank you!#he's been angry and bitter and miserable for so long it feels nice to give him an ounce of happiness for a change #some reasons to live besides spite and sense of duty #answered #anonymous #I always saw him as a character who's unsalvageable corrupted and doomed by narrative #and that the only way out of his miserable existence was a well deserved death #it sounds extremely cliche but I genuinely had no idea it would be so cathartic to view him through a lens of like #hope and healing and being worthy of love and saving despite your evident flaws and failings #unplanned redemption arc kapow #Vasco really just sauntered in and flipped the whole situation on it's head #sorry folks he has a boyfriend and gets regular pets and hugs and kisses now

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c3berus · 4 months

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it wasn’t real. he never really cared for you. god, did it hurt to hear but it was the truth. your ‘boyfriend’ had been using you for months, you didn’t want to believe it. but one look into his ice dulled eyes and you knew he was serious. he had told you what his purpose was in your life, his ultimate goal. he was assigned to bait you in, catch you on a hook and reel you out. and that he did..

“your eyes..they can be so cruel” you croaked out, words sounding like they cut your tounge on the way out your mouth. you shook your head in silent denial. “so this was your plan the entire time ‘ey? infiltrate from the inside? a classic.”

“Its just business, thought you’d understand” he shrugged carelessly. you scoffed, betrayal settling deep within you.

you nodded, a bitter smile overtaking your face, a pained one. you hated to admit it but, you loved him. you are in love with him, but one of you weren’t going to walk away tonight, you knew it.

your thoughts were finalized with the sound of his gun being set on you. your eyes met his once again surprisingly, he had collected a few tears. “‘M sorry, i really, really am b-“

“i gave you everything i had..” you interrupted him, anger starting to seep through you. in one quick breath, you had your gun planted dead between his eyes. easy kill. “should’ve known it was to good to be tru- no, i shouldve acted on my suspicions sooner” confusion and shock painted johnny’s face. your pained smile became one of ease.

“what?..” he whispered.

“I figured your plan a good few months back, had some necks stepped on, some information spilled and soon i knew exactly who you were, well- work for” you spoke nodding your head to his not-very-well-hidden tags. he fixed his holding on his gun, finger resting on the trigger.

“you knew, and you still did nothing to prevent this? w-why..” ‘soap’ asked.

“because this was inevitable, either way, we’d be here” you laughed, gesturing around you two. Johnny grew tense.

“you’ve been lying to me for months” he barked at you. you wanted to croak out the loudest laugh you could manage. you have been lying? god, he’s pathetic.

“no…you dont get to feel betrayed, wasnt that your plan anyway? your pathetic, really” you muttered to him. seemingly growing sick of his own anger, he tightened his hold of his gun.

“you have to die, i have to kill you” he glared, tears brimming his waterline. you exhaled shakily, thinking about what you wanted to say next.

“do as you wish, but i know the truth about you johnny. the truth that you wont ever go and report to your forcemates” you spoke, putting your gun down and leaving yourself vulnerable.

“you know nothing, shut up”

but you do..

“but i do, i know that you couldve killed me way before all of this. i know that no matter how much you deny it, you are and will forever be in love with me. there some things you just cant deny even to yourself johnny.” he slowly started to shake his head no, trying to block your words out for his heart.

“shut up” he muttered.

“i know that once you finish the job youll go back to them— shut. up. — and youll pretend that your heart isnt heavy, that you — stop talking. —felt nothing, that this was just another day in the workplace” you laughed bitterly ignoring his words. “and i know, that your feelings were real at a point, because if i know anything about you johnny, its that you’re a lot of things, but an emotionless man?..you’re not that.”

“SHUT UP, STOP TALKING, IM GOING TO KILL YOU” he wailed, panicking, taking multiple steps towards you until his gun rested right in between your eyebrows.

“there it is.. you’re realizing that im right arent you, that at least one of us can be truthful? right?” you were gambling with a life you’d already been set to lose. time to take the final dice roll. “say it, say you never loved me..that everything you’ve ever told me was scripted”

silence..

“say it”

“i-“

BANG!

a gun sounded off, but it wasn’t johnny’s at all..blood shot out your mouth, coating johnny’s face. before he could fully comprehend what happened, a voice cut through his ringing ears.

“target kia” ghost spoke into his comms approaching him as your body fell. “lets go, the jobs done, good work keeping him distracted” ghost finished patting his shoulder before walking off.

as ghost rounded the corner, into another room johnny supposed, two tears fell. one not belonging to the same person. blinking away the tears that threatened to break him, soap hurriedly ripped your dog tags off. he quickly pulled them onto him self, before taking one last look at you, heart shattering.

a tear, a tear had treailed down your face. upon further inspection, he looked down at your discarded gun, it had been emptied. he realized two things, that you were never going to kill him at all, and that you were in fact right.

johnny’s heart was heavy. johnny felt everything. and today wasn’t a regular day in the workplace, he had lost the love of his life. and he would never forgive himself for it. finally managing to drag him self out of the room, away from you, he felt as if the whole world had gone silent. from that day on, johnny swore to keep living, not because of you, but for you..

because the truth was..

johnny wasn’t an emotionless man, but man who wanted another so desperately that he swore to himself that they would meet in another lifetime.

THEEEEEE END, did we like the angst? anyone want and alternative ending? - s.

#cod mwii #cod x reader #call of duty #ghost mw2 #big boy #i love you #141 headcanons #ghost cod #john price #john soap mactavish #soap cod #soap mw2 #soap x reader #soap call of duty #top male reader #angst #sad ending #tw death

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ghostofouryouth · 6 months

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If I keep making fanart it might not be true

Update: People keep asking/announching that they want this as backgrounds, and to this I say:

BY ALL MEANS! Go for it! Art is a form of love and meant to be shared! ❤️💥

Tag me if you want! Simply because I'm curious to see ❤️🥹

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shortnotsweet · 5 months

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In a Week by Hozier ft. Karen Cowley

“The raven is death, obviously. When I die, I want a good tombstone—something right spooky. LT’s got something against the underground, though you’d think that would be just his kind of place. That’s alright. He needs to, he can cremate me. It’s not exactly Catholic, and Mam would turn in her grave, but God is a unicorn and no one is pure anymore, so. What’s all that got to do with me?”

Johnny “Soap” McTavish has a journal. Had. It is his no longer.

Simon “Ghost” Riley had dreams—awful ones, the kind that sank claws into his lungs, dragged him into sleep, and then sent him careening out of it. He still has dreams, but they’re different, now. Better. Johnny’s pages have folded themselves under his eyes and gotten into his head, brighter and more infectious than anything else has ever been. It’s more than the past, that rotting carcass behind him, and more than now. Now is nothing. Now is ash. It’s like, it’s like—blinding, is what it is. He’s a blind man.

It is biblical now. Ghost has read it backward and forward and sideways and inside out. When he runs out of things to read, he reads them again, and when that is not enough, he reads between the lines.

#ghostsoap #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #soapghost #soap x ghost #ghoap #call of duty #cod mw3 #my art #ghost is obsessed with soaps journal bc it breaks his heart at first like really tears it apart but soon focuses on what soap has written #about him. words of admiration and envy and love and fondness. real fondness. jokes made for him thoughts about him musings etc.#and johnnys snippets about his family and how he wants to settle down eventually #then all simon can think about is what life they could’ve lived together after the ‘war’#nevermind that there will always be war be death be blood and love is there and it matters but it changes nothing #for simon there will always be johnny #who even knows if thats what soap wanted if he loved him back if ghost even remembers him as he was instead of what he wishes he could have #become to ghost if things had gone as they should. who knows. the dead dont sing dont speak. all thats left is what they wrote #the cigarettes refer to soaps smoking habit and how ghost disapproves like a nagging wife. the ash smudges and burns in the paper allude to #ghost deciding to have soap cremated as a spouse decides post mortem due to his own aversion to being underground bc he doesn’t want soap #to be nothing but a decomposing body. he couldn’t bear that. he couldn’t bury him alive or dead so burning it is

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asykriel · 29 days

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Quick doodle of my ASOIAF oc, Maegor II and the Cannibal, from the upcoming chapter of my fic. 🐺❄️

You can read Love is the Death of Duty, centered around him and Aemond, on AO3 and Wattpad

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miilkybnn · 1 year

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just some ghostroach domesticity :^}

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #gary roach sanderson #ghost x roach #ghostroach #milky art #my art #they're in love your honor #cod fanart #roach can definitely beat ghost #its true because i say so #homie has escaped one too many near death experience and u think hes not gonna have a trick up his sleeve when sparring???#anyways #domestic fluff #bug and boo

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the-whispers-of-death · 1 month

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I've seen when people write Reader and Ghost as Life and Death, Ghost is always Death while Reader is Life. Which is fine, no hate to them, but imagine with me: Life!Ghost and Death!Reader.

I know it sounds a little out there, but Ghost's entire job as a soldier is to help ensure people in his country are safe. He's fighting for Life.

Also like, who says Life can't kill? If we look into mythology, gods of death don't take people's souls, they just guide the souls to their respective afterlives. If anything, Life is the one guiding the circumstances that kill mortals while Death is the one who guides their souls to their resting places. Life is the one killing them.

And I know someone can say "Oh, but Ghost is gloomy and Life is supposed to sunshiney." Who says? I think both Reader and Ghost can be gloomy people together, in two different ways. Reader just appears out of the shadows, gently taking the dead soul via however they transport souls to afterlives while Ghost is his snarky self.

Imagine, an enemy soldier seeing Ghost corner them in a battlefield and is like "Have you come to take me, Death?"

And Ghost just responds, "I'm Life, actually. They're Death."

And as the enemy soldier turns to face Reader who walks out of the shadows that had encased them, Ghost stabs the enemy soldier. And when they're dead, Reader silently takes them to their designated afterlife.

I don't know if any of this actually made sense to anyone except for me. But if you see the vision, I'm glad.

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robiinurheart33 · 1 month

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My heart is squeezing fuck in another lifetime maybe Simon would be able to run away with Johnny. Maybe in another lifetime they could hold each other in their arms and feel safe for the first time. Maybe in another lifetime Simon didn’t have words choked in his throat, jaw flexing and neck twitching just to get the words out to express his undying love for Johnny. Maybe in another lifetime they would be able to feel their skin against each other and to understand what it means to have a soulmate, not that either of them believed in it in the first place. Maybe in another lifetime Simon wouldn’t be holding Johnny’s hand for the last time, watching the red trickle down the side of his head. Maybe in another lifetime simon and Johnny would just have someone to love without an outworldly force determined to tear them apart

#robs ramblings #this conspired from a ghoap TikTok #had a thought while I was at work that the fandom made up so many AUs to hide from the fact that soap is dead in Canon #I mean it seems obvious but it just settled in for me #character deaths especially major ones is a huge gut punch and the first thing to react to it is to simply not accept it #stage one of the five stages of grief lmfao #I mean it would certainly make everything a lot easier to believe they were alive and well and in love #idk man #life #call of duty #ghoap #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #ghostsoap

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pseudokap · 1 year

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we’re going to jail | Prime defenders animatic/tion youtube link Wahoo

(copied and pasted from my other post) was supposed to be a joke but I put too much effort into this. I committed to the bit too hard. But it was worth it 10/10, probably fits PD S1 more

#prime defenders #jrwi show #jrwi fanart #animation #pseudokart #love me some Shapes #my art #jrwi prime defenders #jrwi pd #vyncent sol #dakota cole #william wisp #i had to draw too many hand poses for this #hope you like le frog in the family guy death pose #i am now free from my otherworldly duties (animation that i wanted to do myself)#·pseudokanimation

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silelda · 9 months

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Soap: That’s it. We’ve all gone crazy. Time to kill each other!

König: Oh thank God. I’m so tired of carrying all this fucking ammo around.

Price: You assholes don’t have my permission to die.

#source: love death & robots #incorrect quotes #call of duty incorrect quotes #call of duty modern warfare incorrect quotes #incorrect call of duty quotes #cod incorrect quotes #cod modern warfare #incorrect cod quotes

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martuzzio · 1 year

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