Thanatos

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[thanatos7420]

Hiya strangers!

About Me:

I'm Thanatos (Natos). Any pronouns will suffice. Scottish. I'm an aro/ace amateur writer currently focusing on writing Call of Duty fics, though I have, on occasion, dabbled in other fandoms. I'm a mythology enthusiast, gamer, cosplayer, athlete, and tea-addict with an unhealthy love for sci-fi, fantasy, and fictional characters.

Fandoms I am in / part of / enjoy:

- Call of Duty (Main) - Project Hail Mary - Detroit Become Human - Star Trek - Baldur's Gate - Assassin's Creed - Marvel

Chat:

Feel free to drop into my ask box or DM me as I very much enjoy connecting with people over shared interests and I will happily talk shite about fictional worlds and characters for hours!

Roleplay:

I do rp and am always looking for more opportunities to do so for any of the fandoms listed above. I'm happy rping as CC x CC or OC x OC or even CC x OC (any genders). I do prefer longer rp responses and like for it to at least be semi-literate as the minimum, but I'm down for most genres and/or tropes as it gets those creative juices working haha. If you are up for some rp and have characters or plots in mind, then just send a message!

Platforms:

I am on Ao3, Tumblr, and X. My main platform is Ao3, however, Tumblr will get the wip, drabble and headcanon posts that I cannot put on Ao3. X is just... there.

Fanfic Navigation:

My works/fanfics/writings are not great and I am still actively learning how to write and how to write well, so apologies for any disappointments. I'm working on rewriting some of my older works and finishing them whilst also posting new ones... but writing does not come easily to me, so regular updates are not guaranteed. Sorry!

Call of Duty (GhostxSoap)

Completed-

An Artwork Called "Ghost" (SFW / Artist AU) Drink From the Leche of Sirens (SFW / Fluff) BEING REWRITTEN Finding Absolution in a Homemade Altar (NSFW / Religious Smut) Struck Gold (SFW / Date Night Fluff) Rabid Dogs Get Put Down (NSFW / Brainwashed!Soap AU)

Ongoing-

I Like You Alive (SFW / DBH AU) BEING REWRITTEN. Everything Ends Except Us (SFW / Post Apocalypse AU)

WIPS-

Siren AU (SFW / MerMay)

Drabbles-

Ghoap Scottish Headcanons Soap Scottish Headcanons

Deadpool (Deadpool x Wolverine)

Completed-

To Promises, Lobotomies and Coexisting (NSFW / Honda Odyssey Smut)

If you have any Prompts/Requests then you can certainly ask. If I can, I'll do it. If I can't then I'll keep you updated!

Thank you!

[trilliath]

y'know, being mean in your public Ao3 bookmarks is just as much of an asshole move as a rude comment - worse even because the author can't delete or hide what people put in their bookmarks but it remains attached to their work for everyone to see.

if you're going to talk trash at least have the grace to do it privately. It literally only takes ticking one one box to keep your bookmark private.

[nekrosmos]

Nikprice com for @thanatos7420 , for a post apocalypse fic they're currently writing !

[thanatos7420]

Thank you @nekrosmos for this fantastic artwork! ❤️

[thanatos7420]

Seeing all these heartwarming videos of the Tartan Army living it up in Boston for Scotland's return to the football World Cup after 28 years honestly brings me so much joy... but also-- I can't help but imagine how much of a terror Soap would be in such a situation.

He's in Boston a week before the World Cup opening ceremony; kilted up, pished to the high heavens, and belting out his seventeeth rendition of "No Scotland, No Party" before he's even stepped off the plane. This is his country that's gonna be playing! Pride doesn't even come close to explaining the excitement and happiness that is being felt.

Anyone else wearing a kilt or a Scottish jersey is immediately being befriended like they are his long-lost sibling, numbers and laughs being traded over American beers in the nearest Celtic pub they can find. He's annoying the bartenders into putting on Scottish playlists and connecting to the tvs to stream 'Chewing the Fat' because he needs to introduce his new American mates to the joys of Scottish television...

Needless to say, by the end of the first day, he knows everyone and everyone knows him.

The rest of the 141 arrive later in the week because, well, the World Cup ain't anything new to them and England isn't playing until the 17th anyway. England has always qualified (something they like to rub in), and so they don't find the need to party this hard--which leaves them absolutely startled when they meet up with Soap and find him completely at home in a sea of tartan. Bagpipes playing outside the bars and he's standing on a table with his arms wrapped around some random lads from Fife, jumping up and down as they scream the national anthem like they want the English down in Texas to hear them.

Price even finds Nikolai somewhere in the crowds of Scots with a drink in hand and the Scottish flag wrapped around his waist because Russia aren't playing and, therefore, he's been designated an 'honourary Scot' for the tournament. He's joined by a man from Argentina and a young lass from Brazil who have also been dragged into the wonders of the Tartan Army's celebrations, all of them enjoying the life of the party that is the Scots.

And even if there is an England/Scotland rivalry, Price, Gaz, and Ghost still decide to stay and celebrate alongside, and for, their Scottish neighbours, because why not? This is the first time they've made it to the World Cup in over 28 years, they deserve to celebrate! (but also because seeing Soap in his natural habitat, utterly happy and in his element, is something they wouldn't miss for the world. Sappy sappy men)

[thanatos7420]

The reason why Eva Stratt is such a powerful character in PHM is because she was a historian.

Like, her undergraduate degree was in History. Not science or business or economics or anything that might’ve explained her position. Her degree was looking at the past, and I stand by the fact that it is only because she looked to the past that she could be trusted to safeguard the future.

She even explains in the book that her whole reason for doing Project Hail Mary was because she refused to let the past repeat itself.

This was a woman who had studied over three-thousand years of war, who knew humanity’s destructive need for self-preservation, and therefore recognised that astrophage was an apocalypse in the making. She knew that famine would result in war which would result in pestilence and then, eventually, death. Not for some, but for all.

And she wouldn’t let that happen again.

This wasn’t some politician using their position to rally the world’s nations on their side, nor was it some soldier rising above their station to be the hero that humanity needed. No. This was a simple historian. A person who had studied thousands of leaders who had made weak, yet significant, decisions on moral grounds. A person who had seen humanity destroy itself over and over and over and over again as soon as food got low.

This was a woman who had learned that morality had no place in the conversation when mass destruction was on the line--because humanity, by nature, is selfish.

If the choice was given, we only and always would choose ourselves over others. Even if we held hands at the beginning, preaching about working together, and sticking to the 'moral good'... as soon as the hunger would set in, the starvation, we would be no more than animals clawing at the scraps of meat left on the bones of our neighbours.

So, History gave her the tools needed to make the hard decisions everyone else would not make. The selfless ones. The extreme. All so that humanity would never be given the option to choose self-preservation.

And that’s what made her so powerful.

[erid-dome]

In the movie, there's plants in the Hail Mary, and I'm thinking about Stratt and Grace talking about sending plants and seeds into space, in case it becomes extinct on Earth.

The Hail Mary acting as a time capsule as well as its last hope. It has all of human knowledge stored in it, and some of the most important parts of Earth itself.

This means that when the time comes, Grace can actually grow his own food on Erid.

The Eridians would be fascinated by trees and plants, and often the Pebbles will put on tiny xenonite suits and have little field trips into his dome and study actual plants! They'd be fascinated at the idea of plants not only providing food and oxygen, but also functioning as decorations for human homes. They're all disappointed that the plants don't survive in their atmosphere, and little xenonite plants become really popular amongst the Youth.

Ryland Grace's life on Erid includes the sea his best friend built for him and the pieces of Earth they'd sent out into the stars.

[thanatos7420]

Imagine Grace trying to explain human religion to the Eridians… a species that are shown to be rather literal in their understanding of the world around them. Imagine the difficulty.

Grace: … God—or gods— are a human explanation as to how the world was created and why things happen. We can’t comprehend the universe and how it came to be, so God fills in the gaps. They are the Creator.

Rocky: God creates? Question.

Grace: Yes. Exactly!

Rocky: If human create then he God? Question.

Grace: Ye—Wait. No. That’s not—

Rocky: Grace make something new then Grace God?!

Grace: I think you are misu—

Rocky: I like! I like! I like! Grace create. Go. Go. Go. Create! Be God! I watch!

Grace: ..........

[thanatos7420]

I wonder if Irina Petrova cried when the news was revealed that Grace had found a way to stop the astrophage. Had she spent all those years back on earth harbouring guilt over discovering the end of the world? Had she grieved over the knowledge that it was her name people would remember the most when the hunger kicked in? All that time, whilst Grace was in a coma a thousand miles away, did she think that all hope was lost? Imagine how relieved she must have been to know that this science teacher had fixed what she had found to be broken. Do you think she visited his honoured statue every day, flowers in hand and a quiet 'thank you' on her lips? Grateful to a man she had never had the opportunity to meet. The same man whose name replaced hers whenever anyone mentioned humanity's darkest time... Do you think she finally found peace?

[slenderyodeler]

I'm aroace. I watched project hail mary and then found out a lot of people think Grace is aroace. Neat! I say to myself. Then I read the book cover to cover.

Let me tell you something, Doctor Ryland 'what do mean you're concerned mean the crew might get in fights if they're attracted to each other, can't they just not do that?' 'perfectly content to be single forever' 'why would people assume I'm dating the woman who I'm always hanging around? That's gross' 'immediately uncomfortable in conversations about sex' 'jokes about the astrophage being horny' Grace is definetly aroace

[thanatos7420]

I think Stratt always knew that Grace would never agree to go.

It wasn’t like he ever hid his feelings on the matter. Even when she used him as a guinea-pig for first contact with the astrophage, he was primarily concerned with his own well-being. He asked about safety measures and was entirely uncomfortable when Stratt conferred with the higher ups about his own expendability and likelihood of dying. The thought of death simply scared him. Throughout every project and mission flashback, he was anxious and almost disturbed with the idea of sending people to die.

And Stratt could see that.

How difficult must it have been for her to know that the best scientist for the job loved life too much to ever understand the notion of giving it up?

I think that’s why she doesn’t ask him to go in the first instance. Even if it would have been easier. Even if he was the most qualified scientist on the planet to study astrophage. Even if she knew that he would get the job done… She couldn’t bring herself to ask him for a sacrifice he had been unwilling to undergo since the very beginning.

And it wasn’t like he was ever malicious or cruel about it either. There wasn’t anger or accusation that they were condemning people to die. No. Because he understood why they made that choice. And he respected it too. Even when he didn’t understand their acceptance of the lethal circumstances, he still chose to teach them so as they could do the best job they could…

And that’s what makes the outcome even worse for Stratt.

It was always easier to send the brave to the slaughter than it was to send those who were kind.

Even when the option is taken out of everyone’s hands—especially hers—Stratt still tried to give him a choice. She asked him. Hoping, desperately hoping, that he would go willingly. That he could choose to be brave for once and overcome those fears, that she wouldn’t be punishing one of the kindest men she knew to a fate he’d been trying to avoid since the beginning.

And she knew he wouldn’t say yes.

She knew that he would fight and he would run and he would be hurt beyond belief when it was revealed that his choice was irrelevant. And those three hours given were as much for her benefit as it was for his: for them both to come to terms with his position on a suicide mission.

… But no amount of preparation could have prepared her for his tears.

[thanatos7420]

So, I fell down the Project Hail Mary rabbit hole and, though this is probably woefully inaccurate, I can't get the notion of the Eridians not knowing the dangers of radiation out of my head. Therefore...

What if the Eridians have always believed that fertility issues are just a natural part of life?

Like, yeah, they make eggs, but the likelihood of them maturing enough to hatch from their metal shell is statistically unlikely, often requiring multiple attempts before one became viable. Even historically, when they buried them in the soils of Erid to protect them and keep their internal temperatures hot enough, there was still a low chance of them actually hatching.

So, it just became the norm.

Until Rocky and Adrian announce to Grace that they are trying for young, and Grace sees the newer technology that they are using as incubators, and he just- he just bursts into tears.

Because they've been using ionising thermal radiation to keep them warm.

They don't know the dangers of it. Their knowledge of energy is incomplete enough that they have been completely unaware that they've been dosing their young with small levels of radiation for years, pinning it down to just the "normal" when their young don't mature. Something entirely preventable, but they just don't know.

And their new, local, bleeding-heart empath decides then and there that he won't let another Eridian (especially not Rocky and Adrian's child) be subjected to the same fate by accidental ignorance anymore.

Grace, quite literally and rather alarmingly to his Eridian friends, doesn't sleep until he finds a substitute to keeping the eggs at a steady and high heat without the use of radiation. The first thought is "well, humanity has been heating things up since the beginning. Surely fire is the way to go?"

But, at first, it is difficult.

On a planet without biology similar to Earth, there is nothing like oil that can be used as a fuel. Everything is either rock or metal or quite comfortable at high temperatures, and, well, setting them on fire has historically been noted as quite difficult, nevermind in Erid's atmosphere. So, he somehow has to find a way to set, naturally occurring, liquid metal on fire-

And it is possible!

A gallium/aluminium alloy in water produces hydrogen gas, which is flammable... but it's finding a way to make it sustainable and controlled. Easy enough to be implemented everywhere.

Thankfully, with Grace's human understanding of combustion and safe-fire practices, paired with the Eridian talent of scientific engineering, they somehow manage to make a fully functioning, overly complex, 'heater' that functions well within the Eridian atmosphere.

Without radiation.

--And for the first time in Eridian history, their young start hatching. Consistently!

Without the interference of radioactive elements and an irregular heat cycle, the Eridian young are able to mature at a rate previously unheard of. And it is wonderful. Families begin to grow, and Eridian parents are no longer plagued with the doubts of never successfully having their young mature. The relief of a species is palpable, and the resulting celebrations last months into the Eridian year.

Grace, incidentally, becomes the Eridian equivalant of the 'Patron Saint for Children' for all that he has done for them, and is gifted title after title onto his name that he always gets embarrassed hearing.

Because he doesn't care about the titles or the celebrations done in his honour, he didn't do it for that... all that matters is seeing Adrian and Rocky's first child hatch without any issues.

...

And it does!

[lukasaurusart]

sketch i did to take a break from the work i was doing all day. think I'm getting better at keeping sketches with color sketch like

This is why soap cant exercise at the same time as everyone else. he becomes a distraction

[cobaltbeam]

Feral boy

[aropride]

sex actually isnt real they made it up for ao3

[mizushibart]

Riley x2 I just think they should meet <3

[cobaltbeam]

That gentle feeling

[vozart]

simon grew a lot since the last time john saw him ..