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BENEDRYL COMIC pt 1
The long-awaited Benedryl comic involving Kick is finally here!! This is a collab with @blacktacmopsi 's benedryl fic!!
tag list: @moosch @seraphiixiao @gunnrblze @maymaylyn @shaannnarts (Sorry if i missed anyone!!!)
Edit: i hope every one can recognize/spot the meme references i slide in part 1 and 2
Part 2
BENEDRYL COMIC pt 2
The part two of the long-awaited Benedryl comic involving Kick is finally here!! This is a collab with @blacktacmopsi 's benedryl fic!!
tag list: @moosch @seraphiixiao @gunnrblze @maymaylyn @shaannnarts (Sorry if i missed anyone!!!)
Part 1
Hiii sorry for the lack of posts hahah
I HAVE BEEN WORKIN HARD ON THE BENEDRYL COMIC!!! I wanna have it do e before Christmas so I can do chrismas special art of the Ghost boys. So as a fun little wip update i will show some parts of the comics!
Ft the Owl queen Livi sippin tea.
新年快乐！Happy Chinese New Year!!!
Ft: Latte and Viktor in their traditional clothing!!!
This really put my Chinese writing skill to the test, luckily for me, learning the stroke order of the characters is forever traumatized into my head
Latte's New Hair!
Just a little short fic i whipped up of Latte's reason for growing her hair.
Thanks to @moosch for letting me reference Nameless!
The mundane clicks and clacks of the keyboard and mouse fill the med bay's rare silence. Latte is finishing her 12-hour shift with some charting, entering the necessary interventions she had completed, editing their charts, and updating wound dressing changes or evaluation results. Her fingers flew across the keyboard as she softly sang. She typed up her handover notes while waiting for the oncoming shift nurse’s arrival to give them handover reports.
Two soldiers assisting a fellow private with a sprained ankle slowly strolled a few meters behind her. The trio of men sauntered toward the med bay exit. Their conversation turned from their favourite nurses to what kind of girls the men were into. Latte attempted to feign ignorance, not wanting to hear the juvenile locker room talk from the young men. But she did roll her eyes with mild disapproval, unknown to the three, who continued their callous topic.
“Ohh Yeah, she's niceee. Called me ‘hun’ and ‘sweetie’ when she checked my shit.” the injured soldier proclaims as he describes his enjoyment in being called pet names by an older female nurse.
“The blonde?”
“Yeah, man! With nice long hair, I like that in a gal.” the first affirms.
“I getcha. I like 'em with long hair too.” the third soldier finally spoke up.
“Short hair doesn't do it for me, it's too… Dude-like?”
“Ehh, it's okay, but long is forreal better. Those high ponies or whatever they call it? Something for me to grab,” the second one crudely pronounces. The men laugh in agreement.
Latte’s face turns from a frown to worry as the soldiers chat. She reaches up, touching the layered, frayed ends of her hair—until the first one speaks again.
“Wait, nah, it depends on the style for me. A bob? Sure. Maybe even a neat pixie. I just really don't like those messy, shaggy, scattered types.” He shakes his head,
“Looks like it’s burnt, uneven as fuck.”
Latte freezes at the statement of disdain for messy hair layers. She takes out her phone and taps open the front camera. Using her phone as a camera, she turns her head at varying angles, observing her hair. It was roughly cut to get hair out of her face and for easy washing. It could be better, but it's okay. Right? It is better than looking burnt off. Right??
“Wait, guys. Shh! Look!” the third guy suddenly pipes up, pointing at Latte’s back when he notices her nearby. Latte hears them but pretends not to see, not wanting to engage with the men.
“Oh yeah, wouldn't be into that–”
“No, dude, that's LT Walker’s girl. Shut up.” He cuts off his friend curtly, panic evident in his tone. But it seems like his friend is a tad denser.
“Doesn't Hesh also like longer hair?”
“I don't know, but she sometimes bakes treats for us when we get out here… And I’m not about to risk pissing off the Lieutenant! Let's skedaddle before she hears us.”
The men shuffle out as fast as possible while helping their limping friend, leaving Latte to her thoughts.
She stares into her mirror that night, rubbing and twirling a lock of her messy hair between her fingers. Fluffing out the layers and analyzing the shape of her wolf cut. Her last cut was around a couple of months ago, and with her hair growing so fast, another trim was due. The layers are currently down to her shoulder blades, just a little longer, and she can tie it up.
After much contemplation and consideration, she sighs. She puts the thinning scissors back into their cover and steps into the shower. Opting to keep growing it.
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A few months later, Hesh stepped out of the shower and walked to his room. He greeted Nameless as he passed her in the hallway, watching her enter Keegan’s room before slipping into his room where Latte sat. She was visiting him for the night. While he rubbed the towel on his head, drying the water droplets off his scalp, he eyed Latte’s silhouette from the back. Observing her in casual civilian clothing after work and tapping her pencil as she sat deep in thought, working through the practice exam questions. Walking up behind her, he leaned down to kiss the top of her head and gently smoothed her ponytail, whistling, impressed at the speed of the hair growth.
“Oh hey, I didn't realize it’s long enough to be put up now.” He pointed out, feeling the texture of her silky black tresses.
“Any reason for the change?”
Latte smiled warmly at Hesh and looked up from her license upgrade prep, the conversation she had overheard from those immature soldiers resurfacing in her mind. She chuckled and waved the thought away,
“Just trying something new, nothing else to it.”
Latte is gonna have long hair. Because I said so. After the benedryl comic, she will be drawn with long hair because I dont want her to resemble me in any way any more XD
Her hair grows really fast and she decided to stop cutting it is the reason i pulled out my ass.
Retcon retcon retcon.
CoD Ghosts OC: Latte Info!
I made a little more lore for her character, I hope this allows everyone to get to know her better.
General
Name: Latte/ShuXin Wong
Age/Birthdate: 24, born in March, 2003
Eye Colour: Dark brown
Hair Colour: Black
Hairstyle: whatever shaggy mess she cut for herself(short wolf cut?)
Height: 5’3 on a good day
Body/Build: Top heavy, slight muscle tone from doing Pilates and lifting heavy patients.
Blood type: O positive
Profession: Nurse
Childhood/Life
Latte, born ShuXin, was born in a city hospital to an average Chinese couple. Her family immigrated to Canada when she was a baby due to her mother being pregnant again during the one-child policy. Her life in Canada wasn’t lavish but it was decent for her little family. She had a talent and love for singing. Her mother also loved singing, and upon realizing her talents, placed her in singing lessons. Latte was hoping to become a singer of sorts in adulthood. She grew up helping her parents in their restaurant. And she also cared for her little brother, Viktor. As the eldest, she was pinned down by a lot of expectations and unfortunately became parentified quite heavily by her parents and circumstances.
ODIN
When Latte was 14, her entire family was caught in the unfortunate event of ODIN during a Vacation down to Seattle, Washington. They weren't in the direct area that was hit, but near enough that her parents died from the complications and Latte and her brother were moderately injured. She was later sent back to Canada with her brother to live with a family friend, but she had to stop her extracurriculars due to financial reasons.
Professional Experience
Latte did an LPN program for nursing in Canada, She transferred to the States to be near her brother, Viktor, who is in the military. When she was transferred down to the States, the healthcare system was quite literally in shambles and there were a ton of employment opportunities. The healthcare system is low on nurses, doctors, and other essential staff alike, especially in the military. Many nurses and care aides also quit because they can’t handle the intense workload anymore, causing more shortages. She still dreams of singing but knows that it's unrealistic, you can find her singing quietly while she charts when there's a rare moment of downtime.
Personality
Friendly and patient, she has a great professional front, but can occasionally seem anxious when deep in thought.
She rather knowledgeable and intelligent.
Tends to spiral and overthink when overwhelmed.
She's an extrovert. She loves meeting new people and has gotten a stern talking to by her manager because she would waste time interacting with the patients.
Yapper ™. Latte sometimes talks too much and accidentally lectures ppl
A saviour syndrome/mother hen. Latte’s upbringing causes her to feel like it is her life goal to make sure everyone else’s needs are met before hers. Her mother’s words “Make sure you are considerate to others.” Often echoes in her head. Making sure everyone around her is satisfied. Often mother or nag Viktor even in adulthood. Causing Viktor to be occasionally a little avoidant. She accidentally blurs the line between a sister and a mother a lot.
Apologizes for everything, but that's partially because she's Canadian. But it does give the impression that she doesn’t think highly of herself.
Dynamic with Hesh
The first time they met, Latte thought he was adorable and had some butterflies in her belly but thought that was anxiety from Hesh holding her hand. And the second time they met, the feelings came back, and she was stammering and struggling to concentrate. Especially when she saw his well-built body, all rationality out the window. Latte felt an indescribable connection with Hesh. A mutual understanding of struggles with expectations from parents, being the responsible one for the younger siblings, and carrying the will of the family. But never allowed to break down yourself. She's able to be vulnerable and open with Hesh. Confiding in each other about their struggles with finding themselves, and how they aren’t just someone's son/daughter or brother/sister.
The only issue concern might be that Hesh is used to expressing his disapproval/demands since he is in the military. He is unaware of how intimidating he can come across. So he can be a little too direct and unconsciously make her anxious with his words and body language. On the other hand, Latte tends to hold back her complaints, but because Latte doesn’t express her needs or feelings, she tends to bottle up and then break down.
Skills
She is a great singer, has a soothing and smooth voice and can put you to sleep with her singing. Also a great voice for emotional ballads or musical numbers.
She is fast and efficient with her hands and is great at physical tasks with small or intricate details, due to her experience helping her parents in the restaurant. She is also a great cook because of this, but the downside is everything she cooks becomes Chinese or a Chinese fusion dish (not done on purpose).
Nursing skills since she is a nurse! Things like wound dressing, IV inserts, and medication admin. However, Her soft skills are where she shines. Her ability to de-escalate patients, comfort, and establish trust, and her bubbly personality make her the go-to person for unhappy patients and families.
FUN FACTS
Tends to speak to herself in Chinese when alone. Often receiving weird looks.
Able to speak, sing, read, and write in her native tongue. Latte is very connected with her culture. Makes Chinese holiday foods for the team.
Enjoys rock and upbeat music. She is an “any song as long as I vibe with it” type of music listener.
Had a weird edgy/emo phase from 13-15. Tried to teach herself how to metal scream. Ruined her voice for a week.
Not great at math, and was banned from being a cashier at the restaurant.
Very scary when actively angry. But the idea of her being openly angry is strange because no one in her professional life (Minus Lauren the manager and Viktor) has tasted her repressed and built-up wrath.
She LOVES the fries and cheeseburger combo. A good cheeseburger with tomato, sweet pickled onion, ketchup, mustard, lettuce, regular pickles, and a side of nice crispy fries is all she wants sometimes
(Thanks for reading!! Any feedback is welcomed!! Thanks for all the love you guys showed me on my previous Fic and OC posts <3)
First Date
this is the first half and the happier part of the first date. I hope everyone enjoys this cheesy piece of writing lol. (Edited)
Never in Hesh’s life had he thought waiting for the following weekend to arrive could be this torturous. After he and Latte exchanged contact information, the pair began texting when their busy schedule would allow it. The contents of their chat weren’t extraordinary or very detailed. It mainly consisted of good mornings, sending each other pictures of their food when it was meal times, a few memes, chatting about how Hesh saw a recruit get his ass handed to him by Merrick, and stories about Latte being hounded by patients’ families. They would often end their day with a goodnight and something about looking forward to seeing each other on Saturday, the decided day of their date. Just a week after when they first met.
The days leading up to Saturday have been crawling at a snail's pace, and every second of the day felt stagnant, at least on Hesh’s end. His excitement to see her again was palpable when Saturday finally arrived. There's an almost uncharacteristic spring in his step. A crooked smile keeps creeping back onto his face despite Merrick yelling at him to stay focused during training drills and wipe ‘That damn smirk’ off his face. Even Elias watched in confusion as his eldest son sat on a raised ledge, kicking and swinging his legs during lunch. Elias locked eyes with Logan, nodding his head in Hesh’s direction with a questioning look as if asking ‘What's up with your brother?’ Logan simply shrugged, pretending to be unsure.
Hesh didn’t want to admit it, but he felt giddy. The rest of the Ghosts can tell something good happened to him, but every time someone inquires, he comes up with an excuse and avoids the question. Citing that he was simply excited about having some free time this weekend, which wasn’t exactly a lie.
For Latte, the week sped by fast. Opposite to how Hesh experienced it, for her the days leading up to the date were a blur. She told her brother, Viktor, about how she has a date lined up. The news was met with a thumbs-up emoji and a ‘FINALLY. Took ya long enough’ from Viktor.
Other than texting Hesh and kicking her feet on the bed like a teenage girl (unaware that Hesh was doing the same.) All she did was wake up to work, fight with her manager about her assignments at work, eat and meal prep, and fall asleep when she could no longer keep her eyes open to look at her phone. It was already Saturday morning before she knew it. After a lengthy battle over the phone with her manager, She informs her that she absolutely cannot come in, no matter how big of a bonus was offered. Hanging up before her manager tries to offer Latte her first born child in exchange, she giddily picks up her phone and shoots him a quick morning message.
‘Morning Hesh, can’t wait to see you again :)’
Latte waits for him to read her text, the 3 dots signifying his incoming response. She smiled wearily as she sipped on her tea, hoping it would drown the stupid butterflies—no, the swarm of agitated hornet nest of nerves in her stomach. She isn’t a stranger to dates, she has been on a few in high school and some casual relationships in her early college years. Nothing came of those brief connections. Unfortunately, as excited about this date as she was, she was just as crestfallen. Already believing that this connection with Hesh may not last or develop further. A part of her wishes to become something special with Hesh, or anyone. However, Him being a part of a special task force that is known for its elusiveness only adds to her anxiety. Especially with the current situation in the States being so dire. A simple first date or a stable relationship that would otherwise be mundane, are now a rarity. Not to mention trying for a successful long-term relationship with a soldier would be even more complicated. But it has been 4 years since she came to the States, 4 years she hasn't seen anyone.
The notification sound of her phone perks her attention.
‘Mornin’! I’m excited to see you as well! Is the place I mentioned is still okay for you?’
‘Of course! I enjoy a nice scenery :)’
’Great! See you then!’
’See ya :)’
Hesh chuckled, liking the frequent smiley faces she would put after her texts in place of proper punctuation, and put his phone back in his pocket. The rest of the day went by, with him rushing through his routines, and getting concerned looks from his teammates.
“So, what's the hurry man?” Kick asked as he strolled up to the water station where Hesh was taking a drink from the fountain. Intercepting him for questioning.
“You got something special coming up?” He teased as he filled his water bottle next to Hesh. Determined to get some answers. Hesh hesitates before answering him, rubbing the short hairs on his buzzed head awkwardly.
“Uh...something like that.”
”A date with that little nurse?”
”Ye— Wait how’d you know?”
”Logan.”
”Goddamn it.”
Kick chortled at Hesh’s annoyed reaction. He gulps down some water, before speaking up once more.
”Where are you taking her?”
“That pond nearby.”
“Ooh, I take Livi there sometimes when she's back from the border. There ain't much to do here, but the ponds nice. Have fun you two.”
With a light smack of encouragement to Hesh’s back, Kick leaves him to his thoughts. After Odin, there weren't many places for a proper date. Sure, new places are slowly popping up again, but this country is still considered an active warzone. Gone are the traditional courting spots. No more fancy Italian restaurants, fun bowling alleys, or adorable Asian cafes that Hesh was used to in Socal. It was between the aforementioned pond and some dingy bar just outside the base. And he does NOT want to expose Latte to rough and rowdy military folk that loitered there.
Upon arriving back in his room, Hesh began to sift through his bleak closet. Brushing past his heavy-duty uniforms and gear, he glanced at the options. Many plain-coloured army-issued shirts, 4 pairs of cargo pants, and 3 of the same black beanies greet him. He tsked, annoyed by his lack of choice before picking out what he usually wore and running to the showers. Since he was only planning to share a small meal, and chat while enjoying the scenery of the pond, he prayed Latte would forgive his lacklustre wardrobe. He wished that they could have met under better circumstances, then he would have the chance to take her on a proper date.
Running to the cafeteria after most of the soldiers had cleared out, he managed to convince (bribe) a cook to make him a couple of burgers so he could bring them out to share with her. Swiping a few extra ketchup packets and shoving them in the bag, he checks his phone for any updates.
‘I will be here in about 5 mins!’
Latte’s text from 10 minutes ago reads. He jumps to his feet and speed walks(bolted) to the entrance of the base. By the time he got to the gate, She was already there, standing by the guards and chatting casually with them. Her familiar silhouette was illuminated by the last rays of daylight.
“Latte!” He called out to her, waving as he reached her. She snapped her head to the sound of his voice and beamed, giving him a small hug. After she quickly waved goodbye to the guards, the pair walked towards the pond’s location, with Hesh leading the way.
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“Woah…”
The pond Hesh led her to was not a small one. It was surrounded by sand, and almost resembled a small beach of sorts. Lots of trees from the woods surround them, adding a nice private seclusion for the pair. With a few rectangle-shaped stone blocks acting as a staircase, they walked down to get closer to the water. Finding a large dried driftwood log, Latte and Hesh sat down, relaxing and resting their legs.
”How do you like it?”
Hesh watched Latte as she swept her gaze across the body of water, taking in the beautiful scenery of the pond, the colours from the start of a sunset bleeding into it. A Cool breeze picks up, rippling the water. It laced through the layers of her hair, fluttering it around her face and shoulders. She runs a hand through her fringes, getting the hair out of her face before looking back at Hesh to answer him.
“The water is gorgeous…I didn’t know there was a pond this close!” She gave a squinting smile, a rosy blush across her cheeks. Too shy to tell him that the dark green of the water reminded her of his eyes.
‘Yeah, gorgeous…’ He thinks, but not about the scenery at all, his eyes lingered on her form as the two basked in the cool evening air. After a little while, he recalls the bag of food he brought. He takes it out, not wanting it to get cold.
“I got something for us. I remember you mentioned loving cheeseburgers, so I got the cook at the base to make some!”
“Oh my gosh, thank you! You didn't have to!”
Latte gratefully accepts it, feeling the warmth of the burger radiate out the tin foil and into the pal of her hands. At the same time, a fuzzy feeling stirred in her chest.
“Oh before I forget, here!” Latte took out a container, opened it and showed its contents to Hesh.
“They are Portuguese-Cantonese style egg tarts, it's a staple in Chinese bakeries!”
”Oh wow, where’d you get these? I don’t think any Chinese bakeries exist around here.” Hesh picked up a tart, observing the flaky buttery crust and the perfectly charred sweet egg filling.
“Hehe, I made these! My family used to serve these at our restaurant, I was the only person who knew how to make them in the family, they were very popular with kids and adults!”
“You made these? They look incredible!”
The two began eating and enjoying each other’s company under the setting sun. Casual conversation regarding hobbies, music, and childhood stories were exchanged. stopping to offer a napkin to the other, and pointing out crumbs or sauce near each other’s cheeks. The sound of their laughter absorbed and hidden from the rest of the world by the wide open space of the pond. After the food was all gone, a deeper conversation began taking place.
”You said your family owned a restaurant?”
“We had a small Chinese place in Canada! My brother and I helped out every day, he manned the register while I was cooking and taking orders.”
“Oh you got a brother too? Is he close to you in age?”
”Mhmm! We are a little more than a year apart!Speaking of family, Commander Walker is your father no? I noticed you all have the same last name.”
”Yep, we are all military since he inspired us and trained us for it. I was shocked when he told me and Logan that we get to join him in the task force.”
”That's incredible, I think it's wonderful that you can have your dad and brother in one place.”
“How about your family? Are they still in the restaurant business?”
Latte freezes a little before recollecting herself. Flashing a small melancholic smile.
“My parents are gone. It's just me and my brother after Odin—“
“Oh I am so sorry, I shouldn’t have—“
“No no! It's okay, you didn't know.” She put a hand on his shoulder and reassures him before continuing.
”We were on our way to Washington from BC, we were just out of the immediate blast radius, but still close enough to be possibly fatal, my brother and I managed to make it out…My parents just weren't so lucky I suppose.”
Swallowing the lump in her throat, she tries to frame the horrific experience as lightheartedly as she can, wanting to keep the atmosphere somewhat comfortable for Hesh. And to avoid dampening the mood any further.
“It's honestly such a freak accident, we sure know how to pick a day for the vacation.” She sarcastically jokes, voice trembling. An unfruitful way to distract herself from the memories resurfacing.
“It's the first time our family got to have a chance to vacation…in the 14 years since we immigrated to Canada…”
It started with Latte turning to see a bright glare from her brother’s side of the car window, and before her mind can processed what she witnessed, a strong blast knocked over trees, snapped road signs, and destroyed most of the vehicles on that road. She remembers waking up to her mother screaming her name from the passenger seat, the shrill car alarms from the surrounding damaged cars, and a ringing in her ear. The sticky feeling of her blood dripping down her forehead into her eyes from a cut. The crumpled metal frames of the car encased them, trapping her parents in the front. Hearing her mom’s pleas to get Viktor out, and her wishes for Latte to care for her brother. Not realizing those would be her mother’s last words. Seeing her father’s blood-drenched face and body, he was killed from the moment the shockwave flipped them. She remembers stumbling and dragging an unconscious and equally injured Viktor out to a safe distance, before returning and attempting to get her mother out of the flaming vehicle. Futile as her mother died not long after she got her brother out. The hot metal seared her palms as she yanked at the handle on the mangled car door. The sharp pain of glass shards embedded in her back with every yank she attempted. The pungent smell of burned flesh, plastic, and leather stung her sinuses. She remembers wailing and crying for help among the sea of flames and destruction, and trying to wake Viktor up—
”—Atte!! LATTE!”
Hesh’s clear voice snapped her out of her thoughts, she looked at him, her sight blurred with tears threatening to spill over. Quickly wiping them away, she opens her mouth to try and apologize to him for making it awkward when suddenly, Hesh pulled her into his chest.
“It's okay, you are okay, don’t apologize for being vulnerable.” He immediately attempts to ground her back to reality. Rubbing her back in a comforting way.
“Listen to my heartbeat, and breathe. You were having a flashback”
Wrapping her arms around his torso, she pressed her ear against his broad chest. She listened to the ‘lub dub’ of his heart. Shakily inhaling and exhaling, taking in the scent of his cologne. The blended notes of cedar wood, bergamot and lavender gradually eases her. They stay like this for a little while. Hesh only letting go of her when her breathing stabilizes and no longer trembling in his arms.
A moment of silence goes by, with neither of them saying anything for different reasons. Latte feeling that she ruined the date with her flashback, rubbing her arms awkwardly. Hesh feels guilty for triggering her and causing her be transported back to the traumatic experience of ODIN. Eventually, he speaks up first.
”Hey…Uh, I enjoyed the time I spent with you today." he mustered out, and glanced up at the edges of the horizon, watching the final moments of the sunset.
“Aren’t you uncomfortable with me? After all that...” she trailed off, her eyes studying the muscles on his face. Trying to catch even a twitch of a negative expression.
”Not at all, I am no stranger to traumatic flashbacks, and neither is anyone in our team. You must have gone through really tough times, I’m sorry about your parents.”
He reached out and enveloped her hand with his larger one. Feeling his heart race, he swallows down his nerves and decides to get the question out of his system.
”I know it's sudden, and it's only our first date. I also know that things are risky and unstable right now.” He sighs, before drawing in a deep breath.
”But I like you, and I wanna see how this goes. Wou—Would you…be my girlfriend?” He finally spits out the question. Waiting anxiously for her response.
”Girlfriend? Like a serious relationship or casual? I mean, uh…It's a yes to both but I just wanted, you know...to clarify.” Latte stuttered, stunned by the turn of events. Since she was so sure he was gonna give her the ‘I-had-a-good-time-but-we-might-not-work-together-but-I-wish-you-the-best’ type of rejection.
“Let's do it seriously, I never liked casual stuff.” He affirms giving her a bright smile, observing the expression on her face shift from disbelief to relief. She wraps her arms around him tightly once more.
“I’d love to be your girlfriend Hesh!”
(Its 6 am hahah i gotta sleep. Sorry for any errors im so out of it, thankyou @blacktacmopsi for letting me reference her OC Livi❤️❤️❤️)
