#mail❤️

[lostgirlmuseum]

cadence my beloved

howdy howdy!!

how are you?

how’s school?

anything interesting going on lately?

(kisses your head and hands you shiny objects)

💕💕💕hope you’re doing well💕💕💕

River my beloved!!! Thank you for reaching out 🥺 I am doing okay, I've just been somewhat busy and haven't found the energy to do much on tumblr. And like I've considered posting about life here but I know thats not what ppl follow me for and i dont want to annoy anyone lol

School is okay, I don't have too much work going on rn which is nice! Mostly what's been keeping me busy and my mind occupied is boys (half affectionate half derogatory) lmao

Long story short(ish. I can't for the life of me tell short stories, I blame the A.D.D.) there was this guy that asked me out on a couple dates a while ago and he was super sweet but I just wasn't really feeling it and I accidentally ghosted him for nearly a week bc I was so stressed about seeing him again (I didn't really want to but I know my therapist wanted me to try this)(side note, she's great, i love her).

Anywho, one day last week I was simply sitting outside in a grassy area on campus doing hw w/ a friend when a guy came up to me asking if I had seen a girl w/ a ferret (Thats a story for another time lol) and i was like "yes I have! But shes gone already :(" and he was like "do you have any photos" and i was like "yes i do!" so i gave him my # to send him the photos... and then he started texting me lol. and I thought he was cute and I hung out with him last monday and we saw Madame Web yesterday

(it was... um.. certainly a movie. It movied. It was fun but it was not good lol) and then we had lunch today and idk if my social battery plummeted or if I just got in my own head but suddenly I wasn't feeling it and now I am def in my own head.

Im not giving up tho i think I just need to recharge. I hope. I hope I'm not hopeless. I'm scared. Part of me is like I should text him too make sure he's not worried that I don't like him bc I dont want him to stress but another part of me is like DO NOT CONTACT ME FOR 2-3 BUSINESS DAYS I NEED TO THINK. AND MORE IMPORTANTLY NOT THINK.

On a different note, a couple hours ago I finally found the motivation to write which hasn't happened in a bit! I wrote the first scene of Honey pt. 2, yay!

Ok, enough rambling, how are you?? How is your life, anything interesting/new going on? And thank you for the head kisses and shiny objects, I'm sending them back tenfold. 💕💕💕

#river✨ #river my beloved #lostgirlrambles #like #really rambles #im a hot mess #emphasis on the mess #mail❤️

[b1rds3ye]

AAAA i loved that 141 + masked reader one!! omg you're filling my head with mask ideas now...

what if reader had one of those LED masks that showed different facial expressions? just walking around going ":D" ":]" "^-^" "?" ">:(" as a substitute of their real expressions. omfg imagine them coming back from a mission and price is praising them on their work or smth and they just hit him with the "uwu"

I'm glad so many people are liking the prompt, I had a lot of fun with it too!! This is very much giving me Watch Dogs 2 Wrench but also Rina Tennoji omg there are so many legendary masked characters-

The rest of the 141 were confused at first. While the mask provided anonymity, there was also the benefit of hiding facial information to an enemy. But now with these LEDs your emotions could be read like an open book, but ultimately they found it endearing.

Soap in particular loves your mask. Johnny loves surprising you to generate "!"s over the eyes and finds himself smiling every time your mask switches to a new emotion. As demolition expert, he prides himself over the one time he got you so riled up that an error message flashed across your mask. He's also genuinely curious about the mask and will gladly try to help if there are any technical difficulties or if you want a hardware upgrade. He's also the most unnerved out of the 141 if you ever turn the LEDs off, immediately by your side to comfort you as he can no longer read your mood.

Gaz doesn't often provoke you but he does find himself snickering whenever your expressions change from others. It's also an easy way for Kyle to keep track of how you're feeling, even when no one's around your mask automatically goes ";-;" when you're feeling down and he'll check up on you. Whenever he does make a joke though, he's immediately looking to your mask to see if someone will appreciate his humour. He also wishes you turned off your mask more during missions, the little angry face your mask makes isn't intimidating in the slightest and he can't risk getting distracted cooing over you during an op.

Ghost is very curious. Your own mask has him wondering if his own needs a bit of an upgrade - perhaps an LED skull mask with a moving lower jaw. Simon's heart warms up a bit at how you've picked a mask that's still so comically expressive, he enjoys interacting with someone that's so upfront with their emotions. He won't admit it but he finds it cute how your mask goes "-_-" whenever he says one of his horrendous "military humour" jokes. He's considerate of your mask and ensures that there is no water or liquids nearby.

Price's first concern was practicality (how the hell were you going to use night-vision?) but once the mask seems to work without a hitch, he now checks on your mask to not only gauge your mood but as a visual indicator of the overall atmosphere among the rest of the task force. You're now his favourite person to praise. He doesn't give it freely of course, but most of his subordinates will try to hide their smiles as they glow under his praise as they keep up their tough soldier persona. You though? The sudden "! o !" and then consequential "^_^" as you walk away with a hop in your step is probably the sweetest thing he's seen in his entire military career.

It's all fun and games until you turn off the LEDs - usually done in dark/covert missions or when you're interrogating the enemy. That's when you're truly unreadable, a masked terror. As you eliminate enemies in close combat the last thing they will see is their own face contorted into absolute terror as it is faintly reflected like a memory against the bottomless darkness of your visor.

Masked Reader Masterlist Call of Duty Masterlist

#cod x reader #call of duty x reader #cod x you #task force 141 x reader #captain price x reader #john price x reader #ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #john mactavish x reader #soap x reader #gaz x reader #kyle garrick x reader #anon mail ❤️ #/*avery actually writes*/ #/*avery checks the mailbox*/ #/*cod x masked reader*/

[revnah1406]

Happy 30th Birthday Sparrow!! 🥰🥰 #JanuaryGang with Jade here cuz she also just turned 31!

It wasn't much but I hope you love this drawing Rev!! Have a wonderful day! ✨

OMG SLEEPY!!!!!!! 🥹🥹❤️❤️

Me devouring this drawing:

AAAAAAAHHH 😭❤️❤️❤️

LOOK AT HER!!! 😍😍😍❤️ I have no words to express my excitement right except for KECKDKOXKCKDIDKCBDKDKSKCBFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!! 😍😍😍😍

JANUARY GANG BABYYY!! 💥👊🏻💥 Sparrow sobbing because she just entered the 30s and Jade has to comfort her hahahha! "There there birdie, it's not that bad"

Omg look at that anatomy 😍😍 Showing off those muscles uh?? 💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻🔥🔥

Anyway! THANK YOU SOSOSOSOSOSO MUCH FOR THIS DRAWING LOVE!! 😍😍🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️

I hope you have a wonderful day too Sleepy!! Love ya!!! MWAH ❤️❤️

#this goes with the rest of my mutuals drawings ❤️❤️ #I can't stop looking at it omg #what did I do to deserve this? 🥺 #hannah “sparrow” clayton #call of duty oc #friend's art #my oc #you got mail! 💌

[remyfire]

#also a bj version because he is unwell ❤️ #bj hunnicutt #m*a*s*h #mash #mashblogging #mashposting #mail call three #s6e21 #my shitposts

[team-avia]

Hi there! We were wondering if you would be willing to give us a shoutout on your blog (reblogging one of our posts etc)? We're a small group of queer creators who are currently trying to fund our sapphic grimdark fantasy comic on Kickstarter, and we would appreciate all the help we could get! Hope your day's going well!

Yeah, we can give you a small shoutout!

Here's the link to their kickstarter! Only four days left to back, could be interesting for anyone looking for sapphic content with cool art

We'll have to include a cautionary note that we don't know the creators and can't vouch for them

Arla

#mail 💌 #arlamod💙 #promo ❤️

[hisbitchhh]

Not that cheating fanfic making me heated😭😭 I wanted the reader find out so she could whoop his ass

You'll be getting a surprise soon👀👀 don't worry pretty, I wont make any of you angry ppl suffer😘🤞 defensive reader ver will be posted in a few days!! Luv yaaa!!❤️❤️

#💌♡.mail.♡💌 #jujutsu kaisen #geto suguru #geto x reader #Are we done? notes❤️

[codecicle]

Hiii for no particular reason in particular. Particularly. I was wondering if u had any other codeflippa hcs as u r the #1 codeflippa fan

HELLO HI YES HELLO IS THIS THING ON?? [tapping on microphone] HELLOOOOOO oh im yelling okay sorry sorry,,, sweet yeagh I've always got a few!!

codeflippa doesn't really communicate through normal talking, the same way juanaflippa was selectively mute and mainly communicates through a notebook (that mariana made with her. mariana and flippa went out to kill some cows for leather and on their trip over to foolish's house they stole some sugar cane to make paper and mariana binded it all together with a custom made pen and patches on the front just for flippa. it now sits in front of her grave/statue at mariana's house) codeflippa communicates through tts or typing. she tried to communicate through a notebook charlie gave her when she first showed up at the house, but she struggled because the code on her arms would glitch and make her shake too much to write legibly so charlie hacked his communicator (the qsmp global chat LMAO) and instead of her sending messages to the server, she could type her words and have them read outloud to whoever needs to hear it. she can talk, but just prefers not to for comfort.

juanaflippa also could talk but preferred not to for the same reasons, but she used to make dragon noises as a stim whenever she was happy ^_^ she chirped and purred and clicked whenever she wanted. most of the time it was really really quiet, her main stims being completely silent. she made tons of noise, but it was all relatively quiter. codeflippa does these same stims, but the code has really obviously spread to her tongue and she beeps and makes janky, loud dial-up noises and twitches as stims much more than juanaflippa. codeflippa's chirps sound corrupted, nearly like she's in pain. Charlie used to mimic flippas stim noises (kinda like how you try to perfectly match the way a cat meows at you) and once codeflippa came around it became much more difficult to do accurately. he tried to convince himself once the code spread up to his tongue that the reason his voice sounded corrupted was because he's finally gotten so good at mimicking codeflippa's stims, but he was always confused if it hurt this much for her or if his vocal chords just weren't used to it. he chalked it up to him not being used to it yet, and as the code infection got worse through his whole body the pain went away! instead of sharp pain, it was just pins and needles whenever he mimicked the way she sounded ^_^

i also think juanaflippa's original clothes were made by charlie at first, but when mariana was taking care of her he would rip apart his own clothes that he grew out of and dye the fabrics new colors and sew them back together for juanaflippa. she had sensory issues with the way most of the free federation clothes fit and felt on her scales and skin, AND she needed to have a custom hole in the skirts for her tail, so mariana would sew his old worn down (and very very comfortable/comforting to flippa) clothes into new skirts or shirts for her. after flippa died, charlie wanted that bonding experience and criticized mariana for never teaching him so he could help. roier set both of them up so mariana was able to teach charlie and charlie hated it the whole time, but it meant he was able to see his bitch (pretty) fucking wife for a bit longer to take away the pain of their isolation after flippas death. charlie never thought he would need that skill ever again, until codeflippa showed up and needed custom made clothes because her tail didn't work with most skirts, and her code gave her intense sensory issues with most pants and shirts charlie stole from the federation for her. he ripped up his fabrics and dyed them to makes skirts for her, and just like flippa she wanted to wear one of his oversized "so yeah, I'm a gamer" shirts for comfort instead of her own. charlie could never say no to her, so instead of making her a custom one just for her, he found his favorite of those shirts (he has like 20 like a cartoon character LMAOOO) and gave it to her after he had painted over the hearts on the shirt so they had pieces of code on them (he did the same to all the shirts so they would match and she wouldn't feel alone)

#i make yet anothet post just for me 👍 #qsmp #we have mail :] #sorry for the ramblings im normal about them #i have 3 (THREE.) fuckin free periods back to back to back today so this is carrying me through it rn ❤️ #the misclick and codefamily guy is insane about the misclick and codefamily again. who woulda guessed

[mccall-me-maurice]

Hello Todd. This is heart anon.

Firstly, you’ve been chosen by the wheel.

Secondly, thank you for the like spam, it’s appreciated.

No third.

But I wanted to remind you that your art gives me serotonin it’s so pretty the colors the everything it’s amazing.

If I were to assign an ice cream flavor to it I’d say it’s chocolate, because most people like chocolate. I’m saying most.

I hope you have a good day, be sure to take care of yourself, drink water and all that. <3

Thank you for reading,

-❤️anon

CRYING THIS IS SO SWEET

I WILL CRY YOURE SO SWEET AND YOU DO SO MUCH GOOD FOR THIS FANDOM! YOU MEAN SO MUCH TO EVERYONE HERE ☹️☹️💛💛💛💛

i also fuck up chocolate ice cream 😋

#mail!! #❤️ anon #todd’s diary #anon #anonymous

[lostgirlmuseum]

💌 send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. 💌

Aww thank you!! you're so sweet! Sending love back ❤️

#mail❤️

[b1rds3ye]

hi!! this is my first time doing a request so idk if I'm doing this right haha but uh, I was wondering if you could do like. yknow the masked one you made for the 141 (I can't remember the name rn💔)? I thought of like, a sequel idea. like, what if during combat an enemy manages to take reader's mask, and so reader panics and like, rips the enemies throat out with their teeth (or if that's too violent, just goes basically rabid on them lmao) and how they would react?? if this is too violent or specific dw you don't have to!! anyways, I love your content it's totally awesome ur writing is amazing! have a good day!!

YES I LOVE THE BADASSERY AND THE UNHINGEDNESS!! If I'm your first request I'm so flattered anon pls do feel free to drop by again <333 Also just going to do general rabidness because ngl the throat thing sounds like an infection speedrun and we want our masked reader to stay nice and healthy <333

Word Count: 1.2 (it got a little long WHOOPS)

Warning: Canon typical violence, reader does get a lil sadistic and unhinged <333

Beyond Task Force 141 and Laswell, many - if not all - allied soldiers wondered about what lay under your mask. Obscuring even the eyes, your visage was more unreadable than Ghost's. Larger than life, a soldier among men.

There was a running joke that there was just nothing under your mask, perhaps an eldritch horror of sorts. You let the new recruits entertain the thought, it kept morale up as they conjured more myths of you. They said that no one has seen you without your mask. They were partially right.

It simply was that no one lived to tell the tale.

You were never one for close combat, but fighting terrorists was never smooth sailing. The chaos of battle had all of the 141 separated against the tight streets of Las Almas. How uncanny that you could not see your allies but hear their gunfire. Running out of ammo, you couldn't lament at your misfortune as a shoulder pummeling into your chest, sending you to the ground and the air out of your lungs. Head bashing against the floor you groaned as you furiously clawed up to whatever heavy weight was crushing your body. You were starting to make up the figure of a man hovering over you through the blurry haze of a concussion that filled your sight. The distant static of Price's voice through the radio, probably asking where the hell were you but you had more pressing issues at hand.

Through your struggle and flailing limbs you managed to wring the enemy's pistol off of them with a painful twist of their wrist. And they retaliated tenfold, a large sweaty hand reaching down and pressing your head back against the ground. Your adrenaline makes you writhe further, he was going to suffocate you, or worse, poison you with how fucking awful his hand smelt as the stink of burning gunpowder replaced any of your oxygen. But no, he committed a far worse crime.

A singular pull and the grating tear of fabric as your mask is pulled off of your face.

A heavy moment where your enemy looks down at you and his gaze is not like before. It's clear, it's deep. It is not looking at your facade but at you and you are no longer a soldier. You are merely a human, so fragile, so weak. One that is on the verge of death in a foreign land surrounded by bodies of fallen comrades and enemies alike. One whose mythos is all but lost at the victorious and leering smirk of an enemy as they take in your face.

That simply won't do.

Pulling your knee up to create space between you and the man, you pull out your tactical knife from your waist and drive it into his torso. His smile falls only to land at settle on yours below him, just like his blood that trickles as forbidden crimson down your hands and seeps into your uniform. It's disgustingly warm. He grows heavier as he loses all control over his body and you heave to throw his figure off to the side. You stab him once again for good measure. And then again. And again. Quick, short jabs down with a sharpened blade that cuts through uniform, flesh and bone alike. You did not count how many times you drove your blade down, numbers were too complex when your mind was running faster than any comprehensible speed. There was only one goal. To make sure no one knows what happened.

A harsh grip on the shoulder yanks you back up and you swipe with your armed limb to cut your new assailant's neck but they were onto you. Catching your arm, they pull it up as they hold onto your shoulder once again with a tightening grip that digs into your uniform. But they do nothing more, no matter how much you thrash and kick.

"Wake up, Sergeant," your opponent seethes and that voice makes you still, a buoy that floats across through your rage. Deep and grounding and your captain's.

You nearly stumble back but Price catches you before you crumple to the ground in exhaustion. The adrenaline was escaping your body leaving you with barely the energy to stay upright. Your head lolls back for a second before you bring it to the side to look at your direct superior, the remnants of a concussion making your vision blurry.

"You broken?" he asks.

"Negative, sir,” you respond immediately but he looks a little doubtful, a singular eyebrow raised as he inspects you. Not your body, but your face. The dilated pupils and the taut muscles told more than any wound.

"Can't say the same about your wee friend over there," Soap whistles as he tilts his head to behind you. “Christ, you did a number on him.”

You dare turn to look over your shoulder but Ghost already situated himself in front of the body. But between his feet you could already make out the indistinguishable mass of tattered fabric and discoloured flesh. Fresh blood filled the rivets between the cobblestones, the remnants of the body inching its way closer to you-

"Was it the mask?" Simon brings your attention back to him. You nod dumbly. He only dips his head in what you can only describe as understanding as he folds his arms, fortifying his stance in front of the mess you made. You weren’t going to see your handiwork, he was too kind to ever let you.

John drops his hands down to his sides as Gaz approaches you with your mask.

"Remind me to never get on your bad side," Kyle offers you a sympathetic smile.

"Learnt that the first day I saw 'em on duty," Johnny retorts and you instinctively smile as you take your mask from Kyle. The hardened plaster of your mask had cracked, the fabric that hugged your neck had become torn but it'll do for the remainder of the mission. Slipping the mask back on, Simon offers a nod of approval while Johnny tugged at the fabric for a few finishing touches.

Ultimately the mission was successful. The task force returns to base and although none of the boys mentioned the carnage you left, there are still whispers of it on base. You had hurried to debrief and get your mask fixed but it seemed some privates caught sight of you and that was enough to spark rumours. Your mask had gotten so fractured that a shard was left back in the streets of Las Almas and revealed one of your eyes to the rest of the world. Such a small organ but so vivid. The privates saw, and more was added to the myth that was you. There was now no question about what was under the mask. No lovecraftian horror or empty space, no monster beyond comprehension. No, what was under your mask was terrifyingly human.

Masked Reader Masterlist Call of Duty Masterlist

#cod x reader #call of duty x reader #cod x you #task force 141 x reader #captain price x reader #john price x reader #ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #john mactavish x reader #soap x reader #gaz x reader #kyle garrick x reader #anon mail ❤️ #/*avery checks the mailbox*/ #/*avery actually writes*/ #/*cod x masked reader*/

[revnah1406]

Happy Birthday Hannah!

Love ya Rev! <3

MCTVSH MY SWEET BABY 😭❤️❤️❤️

OMG SPARROW LOOKS SO GOOD 😭😭😭 SO CUTE!!! LOOK AT THAT SMILE OMGGGG ��🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️✨

YOUR RENDERS ALWAYS SEND ME TO THE MOON 🥺🥺✨

Thank you so so so so much my dear😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️

LOVE YOU SO MUCH BB 🥹🥹❤️❤️

#Hannah “Sparrow” Clayton #call of duty oc #friend's art #my oc #I can't stop looking at it 🥹❤️ #you got mail! 💌

[ch3rie-pop]

:]

HEY HUN! (Oh gosh it’s been MONTHS since I’ve gotten this @.@“)

I’M SO SORRY I SHOULD HAVE RESPONDED SOONER

ANDKEODHEKFHWORNFIEHNDRKWHDNEKHDJEHWSDJEKDHEJSHDJEUSBJS

Whenever I make art for asks I tell myself I’m not gonna put that much effort into it but then I put that much effort into it.

It’s inevitable really, but well deserved at the same time.

I really like your oc! It’s very sweet and I like that you made a really silly jester despite having such a limited palette and tools, it’s incredible and I wanted to pay tribute to that because YES. (I did that by color dropping most of the colors I saw using the reference below 👇 It’s very lovely btw! 💕💕💕)

At the same time though I wanted to put a little spin on some stuff and I hope you don’t mind that too much!

#this goes for all of my asks #I’m very sorry everyone #cherie’s mail #my art #and some #other’s art #❤️LDM❤️ #clowns #clown art #jesters #jester art #just letting y’all know this was ages ago #literal months #collecting dust in my mail #i’m ashamed

[team-avia]

could you share all the official art please? i promise if you do i will never make a bald bela sprite

ooo now i dont wanna share it... give me the bald bela sprite...

also, all official art should be under our #promo ❤️ tag! i'll use it under this ask so you can access it easier.

finch

#mail 💌 #finchmod🌻 #promo ❤️

[kexing]

Ummm mj you're new layout??? STUNNING 😍

omg hi meg!! i was literally giggling, twirling my hair, kicking my feet while reading this ask akdjkskds

i’m very happy that you like my new layout!!! i worked very hard on it and having THE loveisactivated approve makes it even better aldkskdkks!!!!!!

thank you so much 🥺❤️

#look mom i have pleased a precious mutual #❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ #loveisactivated #meg tag #mj got mail!

[soreddieforit]

brand new to your blog and I just spent like 15 minutes going through your ask tag reading it like the gospel your hcs are all golden 👌

this got me thinking, had i been alive during the roman era i would’ve been the resident eccentric fringe villager who attempted to proselytize anyone who talked to me into shipping jesus x judas

#THANK YOU lovely nonnie 🤭 #❤️❤️❤️ #mail

[yowyowyaoi]

Kakuzu: We need to talk. We are currently hemorrhaging money at an alarming rate. We need to try and curb our spending or we’ll be completely broke before the year is out.

Nagato: I don’t understand; everything we spend money on is a necessary expense, isn’t it? What do we have that’s extra?

Kakuzu: *holding up a list* For starters, did you know that Kisame demanded that Itachi have 5000-thread Egyptian cotton sheets for when they have to make camp outdoors? $500, leader! And they get filthy and torn on the bare ground and have to be thrown out … and then he asks for more!

Kisame: Oi; Itachi has sensitive skin and he doesn’t sleep well outside. His eyes are one of the most important things in this organization; isn’t it a “necessary” expense to make sure he’s well-rested?

Kakuzu: It also might interest you to know that Deidara spends upwards of $2000 A WEEK on products for his hair and face.

Deidara: But … but I’m pretty, hm … it’s hard work being so pretty …

Kakuzu: And don’t get me started on what Tobi’s been charging to the company credit card for dango and pastries.

Tobi: But Leader, I —

Nagato: Enough. I’ve heard more than enough. This is appalling! Your gross misuse of our organizations limited funds is shameful and starting right this second, it’s going to stop. Anything that isn’t the bare minimum of food, water, and shelter, won’t be allowed. It’s ridiculous that Kakuzu and I have to —

Konan, from the bedroom: Nagi? Where’d you go? I wanted to show you this new nightie I bought ~

Kakuzu: Ah, that’s another thing … *holds up another receipt* The money that Konan spends on fancy undergarments each month is likely the highest expense of all! She needs to —

Nagato: *grabs the receipt, blushing* I’ll take care of it myself. Completely necessary expense, believe me.

Nagato, walking to bedroom: I’m coming, dear. *goes in and shuts the door*

The others:

#nagakona #nagato x konan #nagato uzumaki #konan #❤️💙 #the akatsuki #poor Kakuzu loses at least one heart every time he opens the mail and gets the bills #kakuzu #deidara #kisame hoshigaki #tobi