#oc stray

[eevee-of-eternity]

"Tell me again why Strays got Ghost's head crushed to er chest?" Price asked as he rubbed his eyes.

"Well... we're not sure how he lost it, but his mask got knocked off, and she kinda just panicked, I guess. Don't worry, though! Soap's looking for it as we speak." Gaz couldn't help the laughter that leaked out when explaining.

Panic indeed, as soon as Ghost had turned around with his hand clutching his bleeding forehead, Stray had dropped her pack and practically threw herself at him. Dragging him to his knees and squishing his face into her tactical vest.

"Don't worry, L.T! Soap's gonna find your mask!"

"Uh...Bonnie he's got-"

"Don't just stand there, go get it!"

Soap had walked away to find it, laughing his ass off the whole time.

"He hasn't told her?" Price lights his cigar with a chuckle.

"No Cap, he hasn't done anything. Think she broke him." Gaz said, watching Soap return with Ghosts hard mask.

"Here ya are L.T."

Ghost's hand reached out, and Soap placed it in his palm. Stray retracted her arms from around his head and placed her hands over her eyes as he stood up.

Turns out Stray was so panicked in fact that she didn't register that Ghost had a blavanca on under his hard mask. She saw skin and thought his whole face was exposed. Soap wouldn't let up the entire plane ride back to base. Laughing and picking fun at her, much to her frustration.

"Sorry, L.T...." She had muttered once they were entering the base, quickly escaping to her room.

"Why didn't you say anything about it, Ghost?" Gaz nugged his side.

"Was warm." Was all he said.

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The post about helping hide the maskmans identity hit the brain hard 🤣

[tessemochka]

𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎

𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚑𝚒???!!!??!! 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎, 𝚘𝚞𝚒? 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎 :]

𝙸𝚏 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢, 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎. 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚒; 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 :𝙳

𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚜 𖹭

[stargazer-aaa]

"reaper"

my oc, stray

[vaguewrites]

Another character for the anti hero world is a cat burglar named Stray who's actually based on the oc I created for my long fic Beautiful Crime."

I really like Stray/Cole McNamara so I want to use him for my own comic. He's a thief who also happens to have immortality powers, discovered only when he was shot and pushed out a ten storey window to his apparent death. Only he woke up in the morgue a day later.

He becomes the fifth member of the team and his character arc revolves around letting go of his anger and learning to trust people and let them in. Also to not be such a furry on main.

That's a joke plz don't send the mob after me.

[eevee-of-eternity]

Sparring with Ghost is always tough. It's an "anything goes" he states. You're so much smaller than him, he says use any means necessary to beat him.

You can never beat him, no matter how hard you try. Your Lt is tough as nails and weights a ton. Though this time when he has you pinned under him, his arm around your face, you let your teeth sink into his arm.

It pulls a small hiss noise out of him, and he lets up a bit. His arm moving behind you before his palm slams down on the mat beside your head. You feel his breath before you feel his teeth sink into your neck. Hard.

The way your body locks up and the stall in your brain is criminal. You go limp under him, body sagging. Fuck, your thighs tense together and you whimper.

You swear you can feel him smirk when he releases your neck. His hot tongue quickly lapping the excess saliva off your neck. He pulls away from you and pats your back.

"C'Mon Stray, if you bite, I'll bite back." He stands and gets into position again. "On your feet, not done yet."

You groan into the mat. Curse your Lt for being so fucking hot.

[eevee-of-eternity]

Stray's Story pt 4

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First mission with the taskforce you were paired with Ghost. He was watching your back while you were currently going through page by page of coding. Eyes scanning everything, flickering from place to place. Next was going through the stack of papers on the targets desk. Easy enough to flip through. You take in everything, even the position of things on his desk.

Turning and meeting Ghost's eyes, you nod and the two of you make your way to the exit. Swiftly making it out and to extraction. It's an easy enough mission, more like a test, really. Back at base you head to debrief.

The rest of the team is sitting at the table, ready to see what the two of you managed to find. Not being able to take any physical evidence made them antsy.

"Alright, Stray what you got for us?" Laswell's voice carried over the speaker.

"Uh, what do you want me to do here? Just recall everything from the time Lt and I landed?" Your eyes don't rise from the table.

"Yes, as detailed as possible please."

You grimace and take a breath. Best to freak them out now and get it over with. This is how it always went with new teams. Trial mission, recall, make others uncomfortable, more missions, repeat, then sent away.

"Well, it was-" you 'recall' every single detail. Land time, 2 screws loose on the door of the helo, type of dirt under your feet, type of grass. Height of the sun, Lt cursing over a rip in the left leg of his pants, 3" across the seam, shoelace uneven by 2cm. The number of bricks making up the wall of the building you entered. The temperature on the thermostat you had passed. The number of stairs you had to climb.

How many times the guard had picked his nose while you waited for rotation. The number of tiles on the ceiling, flecks on the flooring. Names from door plates, name tags, pictures in hallways. Every single thing you had seen.

Then you got to when you entered the office. The location of everything in the room, exactly 17 plastic cups left on the water tank. 1 dead fish in the tank. Mold growing on the second window. Then, the coding numbers started. It spewed from your mouth. Sometimes you would forget to breathe which Price had to remind you.

Soap was rubbing his face while you spit out code line after code line. Then you moved on to the papers. Names, locations, weapon names, coordinates of targets. Phone numbers. You give detailed descriptions of the people in the photos. How many times the water tank made a glug glug noise.

Your eyes are unfocused at this point, head tilting off to the side. Fingers digging into the table. You stop after your memory makes it to the present. Stopping with a,

"Gaz has blinked 176 times since I've sat down."

"Well fuck me." Gaz said sitting back in his chair.

Your leg starts bouncing under the table. You wait for the inevitable comments. Laswell and Price go over some info, occasionally asking you to recall again for certain things specifically. By the end of the meeting you were surprised that the usual comments never came. For that you were greatful.

[eevee-of-eternity]

Stray's Story pt. 1

It's been a few week since you were transferred to the 141. You complete the missions with your team then once at base you return to your room. The 141 is your 17th team, you are used for your special skill then sent on your way.

To you there's no reason to 'make friends' as your not used to being in one place for to long. Unfortunately the captain of this team is dead set on you spending time with the rest of the team. That's how you've found yourself in Captain Price's office.

"I don't understand why you hide off in your room, all I'm asking is for you to spend some time with the team."

"Permission to speak freely, Sir?"

He took a drag from the cigar between his teeth, smoke softly coming out. "Go on then."

"Let not beat around the bush. We all know the only reason why I'm here is because of my memory. I'm an average soldier at best, I'm nothing special. I'm only here because I can never forget what I see. You'll use me for Intel missions until there isn't a use for me to be here anymore, then send me on my way to the next place. There isn't a reason for me to 'get to know' everyone here, I won't be here that long."

Price eyed you for a few moments before letting out another puff of smoke.

"Twice a week you'll spend time with the team."

"Is that an order, Captain?" Your eyebrows furrow and your jaw clenches.

"Yes, that is an order, Stray."

[eevee-of-eternity]

Soap's phone chimes while the boys are at the pub. He opens the message with a smirk glancing at Ghost.

"Stray's askin' for help with her pool." He casually mentions. Ghost grunts into his glass.

"She has a pool? And she hasn't invited us for a dip?" Kyle was a little jealous, it's been so hot out lately.

"Aye, says the motor is making a weird noise. Sent a video even. Her suit is a cute one....." Soap jerks his phone out of reach as Ghost's big palm tried to swipe it from him.

"L'me see it now." Ghost's voice was stern.

"Easy Ghost." Price cuts in, finishing his drink.

Ghost curls his hand into a fist, all but glaring at Soap.

"Say please Lt!" Soap giggles showing gaz the video.

Gas whistles, "Blue suits her nicely...Isn't that your favorite color Lt?"

Ghost makes a hissing noise and slams his hand down.

"Show me Johnny, now."

"Say please."

"Soap I'll-"

Price ends the back and forth quickly with, "Show him the damn thing before ya make a scene!"

Soap sighs and hands his phone to Ghost, who snatches it out of his grasp. There on the screen is a video looping of Stray in a light blue swimsuit. She's standing beside the motor as it makes a rumble noise, a little frown on her face.

Ghost quickly sends it to himself. The boys laugh at him.