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If anyone remembers the @artzzy-b0027 account, this is the new account. I got scammed out of both money and my account so here we are. It makes me sad because I worked hard on that blog and had it for a long time but lesson learnt. Also yes it was the Discord scam.
If you guys want more specifics, I had an ongoing fic on my Ao3 of "Meet Me In the Woods".
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Or like, Reader who’s not even meant to be in the military. Or in fact, you’re just some sort of personal. Government Hooker, as in, this is one way to work off the crime you committed is to work as a military dog.
Fetch and retrieve. Usually as the go to get away driver, the escort.
Today it’s the task force 141.
Just a pick up and drop off.
And you heard they’re all big and strong, 700 pounds in total, an entanglement you pray to be far away from just from hearing how well they work together, how they’re so close knit, it gives you a weird taste in your mouth. Jealousy? You’re not opening any cans anytime soon. They all pile in the large black SUV at the airport after getting their luggage inside.
Ghost in the passenger side while the other three men in the backseat. John clears his throat, gives a smile, “Laswell said you’re the one to pick us up, it’s nice to meet you love.”
You give an unamused hum, ignoring the friendly look he’s giving you in the rearview mirror and looking towards the traffic filled airport. You tap your finger on the steering wheel, “Seatbelts.”
Gaz and Soap exchange look, Soap shrugs his shoulders, “Maybe she’s shy?”
“Looks like she doesn’t want t’ be here mate.” Gaz chuckles, trying to ease the tension.
And even in the awkwardness, it’s enough for you to turn the music up and whip out of the parking spot, the last moments of peace before you turn a 45 minute drive to the army base into a 25 minute one. Switching lanes as if you’re too indecisive, one arm rested on the car door mindlessly, while you drive with one hand, lightly humming along to the music as the backseat is filled with screams and groans. Sure Soap has threatened to throw up, Gaz holding onto dear life as John tries to get you to slow down, all while Ghost is laughing up a storm as he sits in the passenger seat, unsure if this was an attempt on all of their lives or your just pure hell on the road.
But you make it to base in one piece, Soap does throw up in the parking lot and John is already yelling up a storm about the dangers of the road but you’re not really listening. Not even when Kate comes to get you guys for the meeting that was set to be had, John is red in the face, Gaz is simply worried that you’ll actually be working under them, Soaps fanning his face while cursing up a storm and you can hear the amusement in Ghosts voice. All while you’re yawning and picking at your ear.
Kate can only sigh, asking you to wait outside for a brief moment. You oblige with a huff, door shutting behind you.
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3 times gaz was the rizz master vs 1 time he was the puppy-eyes king
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If I said Robert Robertson the third from Dispatch and Rumi from Kpop Demon Hunters are fundamentally the exact same character would anyone understand what I’m saying
Simon likes small gestures. Picking up Johnny's favourite takeaway after the Scotsman has a bad night and spends the day walking around with his shoulders at his ears. Sacrificing his last fag when they're drinking because Johnny drinks twice as much as usual when he's had a few, and Simon considers himself a casual smoker. Showing up to the MacTavish household with a bottle of good whisky because he might not care what the parents think of him, but Johnny does.
Getting a pocket watch fixed is a big gesture for Simon.
It belonged to Johnny's father's father. Something the sergeant inherited when his dad passed away, a family heirloom. It means the world to Johnny from the stories he's been told, stories of a child sitting at his Papa's feet as the man explained the mechanics behind a pocket watch and the significance it held, bought for his grandparents' wedding.
It's been broken for years. Johnny mentions getting it repaired often, but he never quite gets around to it. Like the broken cupboard door in Simon's flat, except the gold, scuffed watch holds great significance.
It costs him a pretty penny to get something so old fixed; he's told it's a delicate task by the man who accepts the request, and Simon takes him at his word because what the fuck does he know? He just wants it repaired and done so quickly.
He doesn't make a scene when he hands it over to Johnny; in fact, he doesn't utter a word. He slides it across the table as they eat moderately burnt chicken.
Johnny's face flicks through a rapid cycle of emotions before landing on confusion, before he thinks to open the watch. His breath hitches in time with the hands ticking. For a scarce moment, Simon thinks he's about to burst into tears.
"Ye fixed it?"
If Simon were feeling particularly assholish, he'd fall into a spiel about how he didn't fix it; he simply took it to someone who could.
"Yeah."
Johnny runs his fingers across the casing, and Simon knows what lies underneath his thumb. The initials engraved read WM, William MacTavish. Or, as Simon knows him from the tales and photographs, Papa.
"Ye sappy big bugger."
For all Johnny accuses him of being sappy, he's the one to lean across the table and plant a kiss on Simon's cheek.
every leonardo is a li shang with a flynn rider locked inside, and they constantly fight to keep him chained because they need to be “the serious leader” but every now and then flynn escapes and takes control.
except rise leonardo who is the opposite and is a flynn rider with a li shang sleeping in the depths of his mind that awakens only when necessary.
Them duo: erm actually 🤓☝️
+ April cause we love girlies that get momentarily possessed by their necklaces and be evil for a bit
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~The moment he saw you…~
(Donnie x gn!reader)
Summary: One night, so-called Kraangs tried to kidnap you, but you’re not an easy target. Trained, sharp, and calm under pressure, you hold your own against the man’s in the black suits... What you don’t know is that four hidden figures are watching from above. Four mutant ninja turtles, complete stunned by your skill. One of them can’t take his eyes off you.
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New York was a dirty, intimidating city, especially at night. Crawling with rats, shadows, and strangers, it wasn’t exactly the best setting for an evening stroll…
But only if you were human. Only if you walked with the crowd instead of above it. From the rooftops, New York transformed into something else entirely. Steam curling from vents, neon signs flickering, tall multi-story buildings towering over the city, distant sirens howling like wolves across alleys. The city full of life and movement.
…At least, that’s what the four turtles liked to believe as they stood in the shadows above it all, observing the sleeping city.
The streets below lay in silence. Deceptively so. The kind of silence that meant something wasn’t right. Too heavy, like the entire block was holding its breath.
“Alright guys, it’s getting late” Leo’s voice broke through the stillness, calm but firm. “We should probably have back home.”
The others groaned in protest, pulling faces but offering no argument. If they stayed out any longer, Master Splinter would be frustrated. And they knew if that would happen, the old rat wouldn’t let them out again anytime soon. So they were just about to turn back, ready to leave…
“Guys—” Donnie gasp suddenly, eyes locked on the street below. He pointed. “…Look at that”
They followed his gaze. Down on the sidewalk, someone was walking alone.
It was you. Calm. Confident. Unaware. Eyes sharp and alert. Actually, nothing unusual or surprising was about you.
But Donnie… Donnie froze.
You didn’t see him. But he saw everything.
Donnie looked like someone had just punched him in the chest with Cupid’s bow.
The way you moved like you belonged to the city. The way your hand subtly drifted toward your side, eyes looking around with that calm, nonchalant gaze. The way little smile curled at your lips, your brows are up slightly…
“They’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen…” Donnie muttered with blank expression, looking absolutely breathless.
“Isn’t that the… only person you’ve ever seen?” Raph asked, squinting at him with suspicion. Leo glanced at him too, shaking his head as if in mild disappointment. That snapped Donnie out of it.
“My point still stands” he said quickly, voice rising defensively, posture stiff with pride.
But then—
Movement.
White van rolled in from a nearby alley, large and unmarked. The truck driver got out, and at the same time side door slid open with a metallic grind. Four men stepped out.
At least… they looked like men. This four figures started approaching you. Seeing all this, you started to backing away.
“We gotta save them!” Donnie blurted seeing your expression, not waiting long, already stepping forward and ready to jump down… But Leo’s hand clamped firmly onto his shoulder, grounding him. The silent authority of an older brother.
“Splinter’s instructions were very clear” Leo said, steady. His voice cut clean through the urgency, and Donnie hesitated.
Leo straightened, raising one finger up to the sky and repeated Master Splinter's tone, wise and measured.
“We’re suppose to stay away from people… and bathrooms.”
He emphasized the last word with a strange solemnity, like that last part was the true sacred commandment. But his stance didn’t budge. He wasn’t joking.
The tension started to crack between them.
“I thought you wanted to be a hero?” Raph suddenly intervened, voice challenging, his glare sharp. “Since when the heroes asks for permissions?”
“They don’t, but—”
Leo turned, ready to argue with Raph, hands rising defensively…
“Guys! Wait!” Mikey suddenly cut in, pointing frantically down at the street. His eyes were huge. “Look—LOOK!”
All four green heads turned downward again, peering over the rooftop’s edge.
In a few moments, everything changed.
Four men had surrounded you. Tall, suited figures. All identical. Same stiff posture. Same cold expression. Same face.
Not normal.
The lead one lunged toward you.
And you moved. Fast.
Your elbow slammed upward into its jaw with brutal precision. It staggered, mechanical joints twitching unnaturally.
Another stepped in, grabbing your shoulder…Too slow. Your leg swept out, sending him crashing into the brick wall with a strange metal sound.
A third was behind, with raised gun. It was a truck driver.
…But you caught his wrist mid-motion, twisted it until some bone wasn’t cracking, at the same time taking gun and slamming it to the ground. A loud, painful scream went from man’s mouth, that turned into hoarse yelp the moment you slammed your fist into his chest.
The remaining two tried to close in, but you were already moving again. Ducking. Striking. Hitting hard, moving faster.
Within seconds, they were all down. You stood alone in the silence. Breath sharp and heavy. Hands still raised, stance tight and ready. But you wasn’t panicked or hurt.
Just… focused.
The suits didn’t rise again.
On the rooftop, the turtles stared, stunned into silence.
“…Whoa” Mikey breathed, jaw open.
“Did they just—” Raph blinked. “They’re fighting them off? Alone??”
Leo didn’t speak. His gaze stayed locked on you.
And Donatello? His mouth had fallen open. It felt like something heavy had hit his chest, something sharp and glowing and new.
You weren’t just surviving. You were winning.
Moving like someone who had trained for this. Who had lived for this. The way your eyes burned with focus, the rhythm of your breath between hits, the control in every strike—
Donatello’s pulse hammered.
You were incredible.
Leo’s voice came low, amazed. “They might actually make it…”
“We need to help them” Donnie said, almost to himself. He could barely hear others at this moment
“Are you serious?” Raph scoffed. “They’re doing fine.”
“No.” Donatello’s grip tightened around his bo. “We can’t just watch… what if they get overwhelmed? What if—”
He surged to his feet, every inch of him pulled forward.
“I’m going in.”
“Donnie, wait—!” Leo called after him, but Donnie was already gone. Only blur of green and purple as he leapt into the night.
You had taken down the last one. Its disguise flickered. Static buzzing across its face before it crumpled to the pavement with a heavy thud.
That wasn’t a man.
You didn’t have time to process it. Because something moved overhead. A flicker of shadow. A shift in the wind.
You spun on instinct, fists raised, body ready for another wave… And came face to face with something that made your entire spine lock.
Something dropped from the sky and landed in front of you.
Tall. Green skin. Purple mask. A bo staff in his hand.
Not human.
Your pulse spiked. You lurched backward, defensive again. His wide eyes blinked at you from behind a purple mask, surprise written all over his face.
“—No no no no! Don’t worry!” the turtle blurted, both hands flying up in the air. “We’re the good guys! It’s okay!”
You didn’t lower your guard… not yet. Your eyes flicked to the weapon in his hand, to the way his stance was ready. Trained.
You blinked.
He blinked.
“…Hi” he said awkwardly. And then, before he could stop himself:
“You’re incredible.”
You stared at him, panting, trying to make sense of what you were seeing.
Turtle.
Armed. Muscle. Mutant.
Your jaw twitched.
“You’re… a turtle?”
“Yeah…” he said sheepishly, motioning vaguely behind him. “…So are my brothers”
As if on cue, three more landed. One by one from the fire escape above, weapons drawn, each of them silent. They looked almost similar to you, but the colored masks set them apart.
The one in red mask crossed his arms and gave you a hard look, like he wasn’t sure whether to be impressed or suspicious.
The blue-masked one sized you up carefully, eyes narrowed, as if not knowing should he approach you or not.
The orange one just grinned and waved at you like this was all perfectly normal.
You stiffened again. But the tall one, he didn’t move. His bo stayed lowered. His eyes never left you.
“You’re human… I mean, obviously you are” he said again, smiling nervously, like he had to say it out loud to believe it. “But the way you…you just— you fought them so effortless”
You met his eyes. He was curious and cautious. Then you asked, low and ready
“Are you going to fight me too?”
“No!” he said quickly, panicking a little. “No, no, no—don’t worry. We’re not here to hurt you.”
He fumbled with his words, hands flailing slightly, voice cracking under the weight of sincerity.
“I just— I saw you down here alone. You were outnumbered, and I thought…”
“I had it handled” you said simply. There was no pride in your voice, just quiet certainty.
He blinked, looking at you. After the moment, he rubbed the back of his neck, and letting out a soft laugh “Yeah. Yeah, I noticed.”
A beat of silence passed. You blinked.
And then—
The faintest tug of a smile curved your lips.
Donatello went still. He could felt his knees go weak.
Seeing you like this made something to his brain chemistry. You were smiling. At him.
Whole world stoped existing at this moment. There was only you, looking at him, with those pretty smile of your…
But the moment didn’t last.
Noise behind you. You looked back. The van engine growled, still running, and more of those identical figures were stepping out. Five. Six. Seven. Their faces were still wrong, too smooth and too empty.
Not human.
You heard the sound, the metal rang out. The unmistakable sound of weapons being drawn.
You gaze went ahead again. All four turtles had taken defensive stances. The one in red twirled his sai. Blue’s blades gleamed in the low light. Orange swinged his nunchucks like he’d been waiting all night for this. And Purple…
He stepped slightly in front of you.
“Stay close” he said, voice steadier now. Focused. Protective.
You raised an eyebrow at him, just a little amused. That was cute.
He immediately flustered but held his ground, his grip tightening on his bo staff.
He wasn’t ready to fight you. He was ready to fight with you.
And you? You turned calmly toward the van. Face steady. Breath slow. You could feel it, the rhythm of the next fight.
This time, you weren’t alone.
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A/n: Seeing this request first time I immediately remember April’s scene with Kraangs and her dad kidnapping, and only after rereading it, when I already wrote some drafts I understood that you asked for Foot soldiers, but decided to keep it as it was so yeah hope it won’t be a big problem. Also, I didn’t know what to write, headcanons or a scene, and wrote a scene this time. I understood that I prefer writing headcanons because it’s usually more simple and funnier than the whole fic. But I would like to hear your opinion. Also I’m dumbass and didn’t answer directly to the request and didn’t want to rewrite the draft because of it, so the original request is down there 👇
Nikolai, who's native language is everything to him. Almost as much as the country itself.
Nikolai, who sneaks the language into any and all conversations just so his knowledge doesn't die on his tongue.
Nikolai, who will be the translator for the task force if they need it because he knows most of them only know simple phrases in the language. The fact they know any at all is enough.
Nikolai, who suddenly starts finding Russian language books scattered around base as he's running errands and he doesn't know if he should find it endearing that someone is trying so hard, or annoyed that whoever it is didn't just ask him to teach.
John, who noticed how much Nikolai loved when other people spoke his language and spoke it coherently.
John, who started learning in secret to try and plan some really cliché love confession in Nikolai's mother tongue, in secret, to show how much he cares.
John, who idiotically forgot where he left the books he was reading during a late night slump and panics thinking he might have left them somewhere Nik will find them (and all the highlighted parts he was trying to get right)
John, who in an attempt to save face, rushes to Nikolai and confesses using what he's spent the last month practicing instead of Nik finding his notes and it ruins the surprise.
Nikolai, who despite cringing at some of his terrible pronunciation, gets the message and his heart practically bursts. And he too bursts out in gentle laughter as he picks Price up off his knees and just kisses him.
John, who is so grateful that Nikolai didn't mention the terrible way he stumbled over his words, and just kissed back anyways.
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Back on my Bs with One Day At a Time x COD
Alejandro Vargas x Penelope Alvarez
First, omg Lydia would love Alejandro
I imagine an event is happening in LA and the task force plus LV are invited and they see Pen again
Then they see her with her family and decide to introduce themselves
Lydia immediately trying put Lupe and Alejandro together
“Are you single?”
“Mami.”
Alex laughing in the background whispering something to his sister
Elena just taking jn the presence of these HUGE men
Panic overload
She’s wearing a suit and these are military men like her dad
Oh shit oh shit oh shit—
Doesn’t last long when Alejandro compliments the color
“That’s a nice suit, where’d you get it?”
They hit it off great and then a kid walks up to Elena wearing a complimentary suit as well
“Hi, I’m Syd!”
“Syd’s my Sydnificant other.”
“I’m Non-Binary.”
“Sweet.” Soap says taking note of the slim rings around the kids fingers
Later on Alex ie talking to Rudy and the others and gets the scoop on his mom and the colonel
Ale and Elena are off nearby Pen when she mentions something
“It’s pretty obvious youre into my mom. You’re gonna have to deal with our family. And me.”
“I can live with that.”
Best friends
And that’s what makes Lupe happy. She had initially been worried about how the guys were gonna take her family
It would’ve been a dealbreaker for her and Alejandro’s situationship
After the event Alrjandro asks her out saying that since he’s in town for a bit, he wants tot make the most of it
It ends in them starting a long-distance but passionate relationship
Lydia constantly trying to make Alejandro come out to LA whenever he can
Then he meets Schneider
At first it’s odd
He tries to not feel insecure but it’s a bit weird when a random guy walks into his woman’s apartment unannounced
It quickly dies though once he sees the ring and the baby on his back
Ironically, when the others meet the rest of the honorary Alvarez family, Ghost and Schneider get along the best
Mainly cause Ghost and Schneider are able to have fun over dumb shit
Regardless of age, Ghost sees Schneider as a little brother
Alex continues in baseball and is shocked when he heard extra cheers when he hits a home run
Alex and Alejandro get along great
The only rough patch being Victor
They get filled in with what the beef is with Elena and her dad
Alejandro did not take it well and immediately went to find his future adopted daughter
“I need you to know, that it doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. Just stick to your morals and anyone will see they are lucky to have you.”
It ends in tears and hugs that Elena hasn’t had in a while
They do become a family and Alejandro asks for Elena to be his best woman
And for Alex to be there ringbearer at the wedding
Schneider and Alejandro become close, Alejandro appreciating Lupe has someone at home to lean on that doesn’t do it because they were born family
Schneider ecstatic that his pseudo sister found someone who respects and appreciates her and loves her for her
Alejandro yelling at Victor bc wtf do you mean you left your daughter at her quinceñera’s father daughter dance and yet again made Lupe do the hard work
“ I don’t care if they don’t ever call me dad, but you let go of one of the greatest things that can happen to a man, and you blew it again because you couldn’t handle her not having the life you envisioned for her!”
Alejandro affirming to the kids that he doesn’t care if they want to rebuild a relationship they have a right to, but he won’t forgive someone who blatantly let his ego get in the way of his family
A happy family in the midst of chaos
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