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pupyr0arz · 2 hours
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unedited quick draft: soldier!roach x king!ghost x kings advisor!soap chpt1? Wrote this very quickly to get some vibes down.
When the army calls, Roach doesn’t dawdle. Home is a quiet home filled with tense remarks, empty since his mother’s passing. His older brother had run off for an apprenticeship years ago, and his sister, not out of any malice towards him, wasn’t any closer. They had a shared quiet solidarity in the misery of their childhood, but it extended to watching the others back, a survivalist instinct that didn’t replace an emotional connection. She was courting, looking to find a husband and vanish from the homestead. All too soon it would be him and their father, who in the years gone by had found the last embers of his terrible temper flickering and fading. His newfound taciturn attitude was almost as unsettling as his fits, and Roach had absolutely no intention of shouldering the burden of watching the man grow old and die. Surely, he couldn’t be expected to fight off the urge to slip a hand into the nettles and bushes and return with a flower not meant for tea?
A respectable son he was, in the end, so he found himself drafted to fight for the king. Their town wasn’t close to the capital, where all the gold spun stories of conquest and jewels and towering castles were breathed into life. Their news came months late, dragging letters and gossip about the fates of the royals. There always seemed to be distant wars, acted out by the packs of boys that roughhoused and occasionally trampled through the woods where Roach used to play, and the old men and women would gather to fret about. The old king had been bloodthirsty, now that he’d been upsurped it seemed everyone had a negative opinion. Old and stubbornly hanging onto his title, trying to eek out more riches to strengthen his claims before they were passed down to his son.
The new king had, to everyone’s simultaneous irritation and fearfulness, followed in example. Though, Roach thought that was a harsh judgement, it seemed to him the man was cleaning up the old businesses and scraps that the crown had come with. He wouldn’t much like it if he had been stuck in the mire himself and called a pig for it, but the trappings of royalty were, as many said, far above his station.
Either way, fate had it that the opportunity came to leave with his dignity intact, and perhaps come back years later with enough of a nest egg to offset any of his fathers poor spending while Roach was gone. It turns out to be a more important decision than he ever expected, or could imagine
His send off is modest, his sister helps him back his things and gives him an ambivalent kiss on the head. Roach trusts her to do well in the world, and hugs her briefly before he leaves. He doesn’t look back to see if she waves him off. He gives the half mongrel stray that lives in the barn a scratch, and kisses the lump of a heifer he calved himself as a boy and she blinks at him with brown, unassuming eyes. The village rumbles with its various businesses, lives running quiet circles. Roach wonders, briefly, when he stands at the crossroads what his older brother felt when he stood there in the middle of the night. He imagines anticipation, excitement, the drive to pack up and vanish on an adventure and strike his own way out in the world. Roach doesn’t feel much but a bit sick, but he takes the path anyways.
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pupyr0arz · 3 hours
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I would love to discuss farah in depth. But I think doing her any Justice would involve steppin on some personal hot coal issues.
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pupyr0arz · 3 hours
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I hate you spacebattles.
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pupyr0arz · 3 hours
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will be going over all 449 of my bookmarks on ao3
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pupyr0arz · 4 hours
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gotta go classic—destiel for ship bingo!
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One bingo and WHOOO BOY….do I have extremely mixed opinions on destiel.
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pupyr0arz · 5 hours
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the true question to ask fans, would you irl genuinely get along with your faves (as they are in canon) or not
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pupyr0arz · 8 hours
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fbi agent! Gaz x serial killer! Ghost but he KNOWS it’s ghost but he can’t PROVE it and it’s dancing around each other until Gaz gives up and just hands ghost’s suspects to kill for him since Gaz can’t get them caught.
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pupyr0arz · 8 hours
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Ship bingo! I didn't find any that fit my preferences so I made my own. Feel free to reblog/repost!
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pupyr0arz · 8 hours
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meeting an anonymous Simon with the terms of having a just sex relationship (you want to fix your libido and don’t want someone getting emotionally attached, he wants to have a sex life again and work thru it in his own unhealthy manner with johnnys encouragement) but end up in a weird toxic relationship where you don’t fuck
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pupyr0arz · 12 hours
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YES shuro is a deeply interesting character and I love his worldbuilding. Yes I want to kill him with hammers. What about it.
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pupyr0arz · 14 hours
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Gaz isn’t gay. Sure, he keeps himself clean and he’s polite, and that’s more than enough to get shit from some scum sucking assholes. But he’s just not gay you know? He’s an ally, he doesn’t have a problem with it. Hell, he defends you from homophobic assholes! He doesn’t even ask for your acknowledgment, he’s just looking out for you because he cares. You don’t need to know about his existence, even. It’s just him being a good citizen. He’s not a creep or anything. He’s not even into men. Gaz isn’t like that. He’s a good guy, kind and oh so considerate. And well,maybe he wants to meet you personally one day, be friends. You seem like a cool guy. And friends try to relate to each other. So it’s not weird if he peeks during some, ahem, private times. Or takes pictures. Or looks into your search history for what porn you like. He’s not gay, he just wants to figure out what it would be like, so you two can get along. He’s sure you wouldn’t mind, hell, you’d appreciate his efforts! You might even volunteer to help him experiment. And Gaz wouldn’t just leave you afterwards, that’s a dick move. Hes not like that.
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pupyr0arz · 20 hours
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my character analysis and my fic writing are circles that don’t touch.
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pupyr0arz · 24 hours
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every time i see the words “litter” and “pups” my brain short circuits and i fall to the ground convulsing and my dick gets so unbelievably hard that my vision goes white. btw
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pupyr0arz · 1 day
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I don’t ship Starlander bc i love starlight too much to subject her to homelander
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pupyr0arz · 1 day
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vets fall through the cracks. It’s just a quirk of the system, the type to have few family or friends bothering to check in on them. Alone and tormented, lost souls on the edges of society. It’s appealing, that and their tendency to be starved for affection, even if they were incapable of looking for it. It’s not like that really mattered in the end, they’d learn to love you in the end, but it definitely sped up the process. Sure, they were goddamn difficult to keep, but you enjoyed the challenge. Made it exciting when they managed to get out.
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pupyr0arz · 1 day
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never think I hate size difference kink it’s just that sometimes I want to be the big one and 99% of that content is geared to the opposite audience
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pupyr0arz · 1 day
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stalker soap assumes the restraining orders and lock changing are all a game. You know your worth, you’re playing hard to get. He’s proving himself. Look how smart he is, how resourceful, how determined! You deserve a man like him!
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