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mdemn · 8 months
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“me, sam, and paulie, we’re still real tight. we been through some tough times together.”
lighthousekeeping - jeanette winterson, — , can we hang on? - cold war kids, sam, tom, & paulie (circa. 1930s) - mafia definitive edition (dev. hangar 13), tumblr user starpeace, letter to ann davidow (mar. 16, 1951) - sylvia plath, the snail and the rosebush (trans. jean hersholt) - hans christian andersen
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writer-of-various · 4 months
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True Bros run away to South Africa with their brainwashed Bro.
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luolii · 8 days
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yall just don’t fw cold war lore the way i do
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drawing2cope · 1 year
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i've changed my mind. i love commenters who don't read the description of my miraculous ladybug animatics actually. i want to frame this on my wall.
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darkkbluee · 6 months
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Fake dating?
For the WIP asks
Oh, hi anon! Going straight for my crackest of AUs, are you? I had almost forgotten I had this one in my drafts.
This is an HP AU with canon divergence in fifth year. No one has died, but its Cold War between political factions in Wizarding World. Stressed out recent Hogwarts graduates decide to do something about it. Given that these are people who have lived their teenage years suppressed in various ways....
Their answer to peace is Romance.
Or rather, Blaise Zabini, the son who has been unable to follow his mother's footsteps to live a fulfilling life because of the cold war, riles everyone up for his #goals.
Snippet below. This was written when I had just started writing fanfics, so it's very cringe.
Our MVVIP: Blaise Zabini ✨
"We are all gathered here today, united for the purpose of ending this war. This senseless violence has gone on long enough. We need a plan. And I believe I have one," Hermione starts. 
Her words draw immediate attention. After the Triwizard Tournament, tensions had always been high. Sirius's near death in fifth year, his subsequent trial resulting in (highly scandalous) political upheaval, Dumbledore's incarceration in Nurmengard in sixth were only the beginning.
The slowly brewing paranoia in the Wizarding community erupted in riots and civil unrest.
It has been three years since.
They were all sick of it.
"Voldemort is only one man. If we all unite, convince our parents and our families and friends to stand against him, we can defeat him once and for all!" Hermione pumps a fist in the air envisioning the scene. "And with the public support such an action would give us, we can finally overturn the bigoted laws of the Ministry and change everything for the better!"
"Er- Granger? You're forgetting one thing," Justin Finch-Fletchey, he-who-refused-Eton-for-Hogwarts raised his hand. "You are right in that Voldemort is just one man. If we all were to attack him, then yes, we can do it." His eyes flickered to Harry as he said the next words. "But who will bell the cat?" 
Hermione's heart dropped. The whole point of this meeting was to somehow end this war without having Harry be the martyr. 
"Yes, but. The Dark Lord doesn't make the laws," Zabini gets an almost odd look on his face as he says the next words. "The Ministry does. And who runs the Ministry?"
"His followers do." Luna says, understanding in her eyes. "So all we have to do is make them not do it."
"Oh, blackmail?" Hermione asks, eyes misted by fond nostalgia.
"No, you idiot," Zabini sneers. "This."
Zabini removes a book from his wallet and holds it up.
Lavender's eyes go wide with recognition.
Hermione recoils in horror.
"Huh, I remember that. Romeo and Juliet, right?" Harry squints at the book. "That's a limited edition cover. Neighbour number 13 had a similar one she bragged about in her tea-party once. Aunt Petunia was furious."
"It's my mother's favourite," Zabini states. "At the end of the book, the families of the two lovers put aside their feud and were ready to accept their relationship. Unfortunately, the idiots died. Fortunately, none of us are stupid enough to do that. But the point remains. Fastest way to end a feud, or a war? Romance."
"Is this that 'Power he knows not is love' bullshit again? We can't possibly kill You-Know-Who by love," Ron says. Zabini scowls.
"Who cares about that snakeface? I'm not talking about romancing him, or romance changing his mind. That's impossible. No! I'm talking about romance uniting our families and friends! Romance forcing them to change their mind, and laws, for their children! I'm talking about dating."
Utter silence greets his words.
"Come again?" Hermione asks weakly. Everyone's looks are equally puzzled. Except Harry, who looks like Zabini's words make perfect sense.
But then, Harry's mind worked in weird ways. He made completely disjointed, and surprisingly accurate, leaps of logic. 
"Not even dating, but fake dating!" Another book comes out of his wallet, this one having a label 'From Wattypad to Hardcover! Young Adult BestSeller of 20xx'. "Look, Malfoy Sr hates muggleborns and thinks them dirty? Let his only son and heir date a muggleborn!" Zabini announces righteously. Draco, for his part, looks vaguely nauseous and scared. 
"Greengrass's father thinks half breeds are a stain? Let Astoria date Gabrielle!" Astoria cheers loudly and Zabini smiles benevolently at her. Hermione can almost see Lockhart's shade standing proudly behind him, the Valentine debacle still fresh in her memories. It is a disturbing thought. Zabini goes on passionately,
"Nott's father thinks werewolves should be killed? Let Theodore date one! Macnair likes animal cruelty? Let his daughter date a magizoologist! Avery Jr is a bit young, but play dates with a few other children should do the trick."
"My point remains: Are you not tired of this constant paranoia? This need to marry for politics and blood as if you are some dog to be bred? Our teenage years were taken by political rebellions and I say nay! No more! We deserve teenage rebellions and dating freedom! The right to not have a third wheel for protection when you want to corner your boyfriend or girlfriend in a shady corner! To openly take your crush on a date and be valid for it! And thus, why not do both?"
Hermione is certain Zabini is only half joking. He really, really seems to be distressed by the lack of stress-free dating in recent years. And the cold war. She cannot determine which pains him more.
Zabini, Hermione determines, suffers from the same skewered sense of priority as Harry. 
To her dawning horror, so do most of the people in their group. Their looks of determined acceptance will haunt her memories for decades.
"What do you think, Potter?" Zabini asks innocently. Too innocent, in Hermione's opinion. Harry nods, mind focused elsewhere, comparing the pros and cons.
"We have tried everything else. Why not this too?" he agrees thoughtlessly. 
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wonwoosstuff · 4 months
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Daddy's Dilemma | Seungcheol (non-idol) x fem.Reader
Genre: family chaos, fluff (kinda), they have three daughters (Scoups is so girl dad coded sorry not sorry), the youngest is a drama queen, husband-wife-dynamic, pet names (love, honey,baby) no warnings
Synopsis: Seungcheol, a devoted father of three daughters, finds himself in the midst of chaos on his free day as he juggles parenting duties while his wife is at work. In a desperate attempt to maintain order, he FaceTimes her, seeking advice and connection amidst the mayhem.
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The living room was a battlefield of toys, spilled juice, and laughter that bordered on uncontrollable chaos. The energetic trio—Seungha, Jiyoung, and the youngest Cheolmin- were testing their father’s patience and multitasking abilities.
Seungcheol, a mixture of exhaustion and determination etched across his face, glanced at the clock, realizing it was almost time to cook dinner. He fumbled with his phone, fingers tapping anxiously as he dialed your number.
The screen flickered to life, revealing you, busy in your office. You greeted him with a warm smile. "Hey, love. I need your expertise. It's a war zone here."
You chuckled, understanding the struggle. "What's going on?"
Seungcheol pointed the phone toward the whirlwind of activity behind him. "Our kids decided it's the perfect day for mayhem."
"Well, first things first. Take a deep breath. You're doing great." You added.
Seungcheol managed a weak smile, the chaos blaring in the background. "Any tips on taming this madness?"
“Maybe set up an activity to keep them engaged. And don't forget about snacks!" You spoke.
Your husband nodded, attempting to corral the little ones. "Got it. Anything else?"
"And most importantly, don't hesitate to ask for help. Maybe call in reinforcements—my mom is probably not that busy. I feel like calling your brother would also help.”
The dad sighed, realizing the truth in your words. "I just miss having you here."
Your expression softened. “I miss you too, honey. Just wait until I get back home. It won’t take long, I promise!“
As the chaos continued, Seungcheol felt a renewed sense of determination. "Thanks, love. I think I’ll handle this.”
“Mommy!” A happy squeal came out from the youngest child. “Cheolmin, my baby!” you squealed back at your daughter. Cheolmin climbed onto your husband’s lap and took over the phone call.
“Have you been behaving well?” You asked her.
Silence. Her dad looked at her. And she looked back at him. A laugh escaped your mouth.
She was witty just like you but resembled her dad a lot. That is what made you laugh. Both of them were just too cute to handle.
“Yes mom. I did.” She proudly answered. Your husband rolled his eyes funnily at her statement and pinched her cheeks playfully: “You little liar. Look at you hiding your real you in front of your mom.” He smiled and laughed at his daughter.
Since Cheolmin was a bit sensitive due to her lack of energy she abruptly started crying. Seungcheol panicked and looked at you with his eyes widening. “Oh no- baby- that’s not what I meant. I’m so so sorry.” Your husband wiped her tears away and kissed his daughter’s cheek softly.
After Cheolmin had calmed down her drowsiness drove her into sleep. Later on she fell asleep in Seungcheols arms. He signaled a wait and placed his phone- with his daughter still hugging his neck- on a table making you wait for him.
When Seungcheol entered the girls room the two other girls were sleeping peacefully in their beds. Letting out a quiet sigh he tucked his girls into their beds making sure that the cold did not get to them.
He came back to the living room and took a seat on the couch. “Mrs Choi, are you still there?”
“Yes. Oh my- you made it. It was so quiet all of the sudden.” You answered.
“I don’t know how they fell asleep but they did eventually. This is crazy. Love, how do even manage to do that every day? This isn’t easy at all!”
“I don’t know. Maybe they just listen better to their mother.” You chuckled.
“Oh, damn.” Seungcheol scratched the back of his head. “Well, that could be a reason.”
You grinned, blowing a kiss through the screen.
“I’m sorry to break it to you, but I really gotta go back to work honey.” You exclaimed.
“No worries, baby. Just come home early. I miss you badly.”
“I will, Sir.” You both laughed.
“Love you.”
“I love you too.”
And with that the chaotic face time call had ended.
You couldn’t wait to get off work just to see your lovely family. That was your only motivation to finish quickly.
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Nobody fathers more than Seungcheol Choi. Omg I need to write moreeeeeee.
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melonsap · 11 months
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TotK theory, do NOT read until you’ve beaten the Dragon Tears quest:
We never actually see the Golden Goddesses in past games. We see effigies of them, like the three Oscars flying into the sky in Ocarina of Time, or the three identical Hylian statues surrounding the Triforce in Twilight Princess, or the three pearl-holding statues in Wind Waker.
We meet their oracles in Ages and Secrets, and help those oracles get houses in Minish Cap. We meet their agents, the Twilight Princess Light Spirits, or the Skyward Sword dragons, or the three protectors of the Goddess Pearls in WW.
Even in Skyward Sword, we only see their symbols, despite being in the time arguably closest to them.
And now, in present day, when only Hylia is still worshiped, we have Dinraal, Naydra, and Farosh. And thanks to Zeldra, we know how they came to be, to an extent.
We know they used to be mortal.
We know they had incredible power.
We know they sacrificed it for something.
A big question that’s always burned me since Skyward Sword is why did the goddesses leave?
Hylia didn’t. She stayed to help, stayed to fight until her last breath, then was reborn to try it again.
It always used to strike me as particularly cold of them that they’d ignore their youngest sister, even with all the power they clearly had at their disposal.
But what if they literally couldn’t help?
To become an immortal dragon is to lose oneself. They wouldn’t have even been aware.
Of course, why would an immortal goddess need to become an immortal dragon in the first place? Don’t they have everything?
Here’s my theory.
In TotK, we’re repeatedly told that the Zonai, when they descended, were praised as gods for their powers. And we know the Secret Stones amplify that power.
Coupled with the fact that we never see any consistent portrayal of the High Trio—
I think Din, Nayru, and Farore were Zonai.
I think they’re revered as gods because they descended from the heavens, as the Zonai were said to have been.
I think that their powers involved the terraforming they did to the world to make it habitable.
I think that Demise lived on the surface first, with the malice, with the gloom, and that the golden trio stopped his conquest of the surface peoples by force.
I think they swallowed their secret stones to keep them from being taken by Demise, since we now know what someone with even a fraction of his power is capable of doing.
I think when they became dragons, the power they shed in their wake coalesced into the Triforce.
I think Demise, when he waged war on the surface peoples afterwards, emerged from the Depths.
I think that Skyloft was Hylia knowing that the sky has always been safe, always been out of reach, and repurposing the lowest of the Zonai isles to protect them. Even though we know the Goddess Statue was on the surface originally, we don’t know where the rest of the isles came from—the Hylians rose with the statue, but spread to the other islands.
And I think that Demise telling Link that Zelda’s form pales in comparison to the magnificence of her former self is referring to the youngest Zonai sister’s former appearance. Because what a downgrade it must have seemed to him to watch one of the most powerful beings in the world, the one that sealed him away, turn herself into one of his prey.
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angelwood-if · 8 months
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DEMO (EDITING)
Genres and tropes: urban fantasy, romance, found family, enemies to lovers, exes to lovers, friends to lovers, murder mystery, action
LUNAR CITY: a gritty but bustling city where supernaturals and humans live in (relative) harmony. Humans live alongside Fae, witches and warlocks, vampires, and so many more. It's normal. It's your normal.
When your father died, he left you with one thing: his antiquities/pawn shop. Decades upon decades of collecting and trading bits and bobs from all types of supernatural histories sit right here in Angelwood Antiquities, a staple of Lunar City and the shop you have now inherited.
It was his life's work, and you've done everything in your power to keep it running.
But when someone comes in bloodied and begging for you to take hold of a magical object, you don't know what you're agreeing to. You definitely don't expect him to die at your feet, telling you to take good care of...them.
Them?
Turns out the object is no object at all, but an ancient being that could be the key to stopping a multi-species war that's been brewing right under your nose..and your father may have had something to do with it. And when that being chooses and bonds to you--giving you its power--you are now thrust headfirst into the world of supernatural. The same world you've managed to avoid.
Entangled with a cast of characters who will help you save the world, you are now both human and supernatural, a rare feat. And the most important person in the city. And it will be up to you to save it.
Angelwood is an urban-fantasy inspired by stories by Sarah J. Maass, Cassandra Clare, and Holly Black. It is primarily centered around romance, with a fantasy, murder mystery, and war brewing at its core. The demo is already written and undergoing editing.
FEATURES.
Customize your MC's gender identity, pronouns, appearance, personality.
Navigate a gritty city of supernaturals.
Embark on an adventure to find out what war is brewing in supernatural circles and how to stop it.
Romance a multitude of supernatural and human characters, including a Fae, a Greenwarden, and an entity bonded to you.
Angelwood is a primarily romance and character-driven.
Play in a gritty, supernatural world where not everything is what it seems.
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CAST [ROs]
IVAN CROSS (M)(FAE) - Ivan is the cold and distant Detective of the LCPD. He is also a powerful Fae, with a menacing reputation that makes most people scared to cross him. Ivan is not exactly a team player and he seems insistent on railroading this tentative partnership you didn't even want to have with him, but he's also the only one who can make sense of whats happening to you. Seems like you're stuck with him.
It doesn't help that you two aren't on the best of terms considering he closed your father's case without much effort.
FREYA (F)(GREENWARDEN) -- Ivan's second-in-command and your other partner that forms this...odd trio. You expected Greenwardens--powerful sprites that manipulate all things nature--to be smooth talking and caring. Wrong. Freya is snarky and punchy, and determined to get her mission done. Maybe it's because she's half human. Who knows.
DOMINION (DOM)(UNKNOWN) - Dom is the smooth-talking entity that is now in your head and giving you their powers. You...don't really know what to say. They sure are a flirt, at least.
KALEL/KALIS (M/F) (VAMPIRE) - K, once your old friend (and possible ex partner) is now insistent on joining your group considering they seem to have a stake in this too. (pun non intended)
SELINA (F)(SERPENT/HUMAN HYBRID) - Selina the Serpent is the owner of the biggest gambling den in the red light district, and also someone you don't want to cross. Over the years, she's traded with you on all sorts of things people leave behind in exchange for information...and now she wants to join in one the group. Having her around would really help, considering she has eyes everywhere.
QUINN (F/M)(HUMAN) - your best friend and the one you hired for Angelwood. And a human, which seems to be rare these days.
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naomeii · 4 months
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Shrine of Eternal Sorrow.
—Pairings: Xiao x F!Reader
[a/n: i was scrolling through instagram and got inspired by this, lol, i can see Xiao doing that ngl]
Content : Angst no comfort, tiny spoiler about the archon war, characters' death, obsessive behaviour, drabble.
Synopsis: in the aftermath of the Archon war, Alatus' obsessive devotion to a lost goddess leads to a shrine of shattered memories.
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In the ancient times of Teyvat, when the winds whispered secrets and the land bore the weight of divine beings, Y/n, a goddess of serenity, walked alongside Rex Lapis and Guizhong. Despite the disdain from mortals and other Archons alike for the relationship between the Yaksha, Alatus, and an Archon, Y/n's love for him transcended judgment.
Before the Archon War, Y/n shared tender moments with Alatus, weaving dreams that danced with the delicate balance of mortality and divinity. Their connection was a fragile thread woven amidst the chaos that surrounded them. As the war unfolded, tragedy struck when Guizhong perished, leaving a void in their divine trio.
In the climactic moments of the war, as Alatus faced imminent destruction, Y/n, fueled by love, stepped forward to shield him. The fatal blow meant for Alatus claimed her essence, and she dropped dead in an instant, leaving Alatus to grapple with the profound loss.
Millennia passed like fleeting dreams. Rex Lapis, now Zhongli, understanding Alatus', now going by the name of Xiao grief, he witnessed the Yaksha's unwavering dedication. Xiao, like a solitary guardian, erected countless shrines and statues of Y/n, each capturing the essence of his beloved. It was a testament to his love and a haunting reminder of the emptiness that echoed in his heart.
One day, before a statue of Y/n, Xiao crumbled. His stoic facade shattered, and he wept bitterly, his grief echoing through the silent realm. "Why did you leave me?" he cried, his voice a desperate plea. "Was it my karma, the weight of the lives I've taken, that stole you away?"
He traced the delicate features of the statue, as if hoping to conjure her back through sheer will. "I made these for you," he whispered, his voice cracking with sorrow. "Do you see them? Are you proud of my devotion, or do you resent me for the pain I caused?"
In a moment of desperate madness, Xiao pressed his lips to the cold stone of Y/n's statue, as if trying to breathe life back into her memory. The bitter taste of loss lingered on his lips, a cruel reminder of the chasm that separated them.
Falling to his knees before the statue, he clutched at the stone, his fingers trembling with a mix of grief and desperation. "Come back," he pleaded, his voice a broken whisper that echoed through the silent shrine. "Please, don't leave me alone in this endless darkness. I can't bear it."
But the statue remained unmoving, a silent witness to his agony. Xiao's anguished cries filled the shrine, bouncing off the walls like a haunting melody of sorrow. "I would trade my eternity to bring you back," he confessed, his tears mingling with the cold touch of the stone beneath him.
In the solitude of that sacred space, Xiao's heartache became a palpable force. "I can't endure this emptiness," he admitted, his voice raw with emotion. "Without you, the world is a desolate place, and my existence is nothing but an unending nightmare."
The shrine offered no solace, and the statues of Y/n, though carved with meticulous care, remained silent witnesses to his torment. Xiao's devotion had become a prison of his own making, a testament to a love that transcended time but was cruelly severed by the hands of fate.
As Xiao clung to the memory of Y/n, the shrine's hallowed silence swallowed his cries, leaving him to grapple with the abyss of eternity, where his only company was the ghost of a love lost in the sands of time.
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gusty-wind · 2 months
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“It does not actually articulate or force the articulation of a strategy for how to end the conflict to begin with. So you basically have a blank check — or a near blank check — for a strategy that’s completely gone off the rails.”
Lee called out his Republican colleagues for sending aid to Ukraine at the expense of America’s own interests.
“By voting yes and passing this bill now, it empowers drug cartels, it dissolves our borders, it spends insane amounts of money that we don’t have on the priorities of foreign countries all at the same time,” he said.
Lee also slammed the bills’ proponents for defeating an effort led by Sen. Rand Paul (R-KY) to increase accountability and oversight of the aid to the notoriously corrupt Ukrainian government through appointment of an inspector general.
“These are not choir boys,” Lee said. “These are not Boy Scouts. These are not Girl Scouts. These are people who have really set world records for corruption. It’s an art form over there.”
Vance laid out the arguments from Sens. Chuck Schumer (D-NY) and Mitch McConnell (R-KY) for rushing the aid through without further accountability measures.
“The basic argument is that we have to rush resources to Ukraine immediately, or they’re liable to fall to Russian aggression,” he said. “And it’s all basically an argument made under the gun that unless you approve this appropriation of resources and weapons, then you will allow Russia to win. So it’s a kind of moral blackmail.”
Supporters of yet more aid to Ukraine can not admit the reality that the war is not winnable for Ukraine, Vance continued. “They can’t admit that this isn’t going well because if they admitted that, it would cause too much psychological harm, and they’d have to cut bait.”
Johnson added that proponents argue that it is in politicians’ naked political interests to support the aid because “it’s helping build our industrial base, and so it’s creating jobs in your state. And I call that a depraved justification.”
Musk, who noted his contributions to Ukraine’s war efforts, echoed the assessment of the trio of senators that the war is ultimately not winnable and that a peace deal is in their best interests.
Ukraine is “losing people every day,” he said. “And if you’re going to spend lives, it must be for a purpose.”
Musk continued:
There is no way in hell that Putin is going to lose. If he would back off, he would be assassinated. And for those who want regime change in Russia, they should think about: Who is the person that could take out Putin? And is that person likely to be a peacenik? Probably not. They’re probably gonna be even harder, even more hardcore than Putin if they took him out.  Ramaswamy detailed additional “unacceptable” risks to American and global interests from continued “endless funding” of the fighting in Ukraine, arguing that Americans see “daily strengthening of the military alliance between Russia and China, which, when combined, is the single greatest increase for the risk of World War III that we’ve seen in the post-World War II era.”
If the foreign aid passes the Senate, as is expected, the House must still act. Speaker Mike Johnson (R-LA) would likely face a rebellion from members of the Republican conference if he brought the bill to the floor.
Monday night, after the conclusion of the X Space, Johnson seemed to throw cold water on the Senate’s package, echoing earlier statements that Congress must address American border security first.
“In the absence of having received any single border policy change from the Senate, the House will have to continue to work its own will on these important matters,” a Johnson statement read. “America deserves better than the Senate’s status quo.”
The timing before Monday night’s vote is important, sending the message to any on-the-fence Republican senators that a vote on the unpopular aid package would imperil their political standing for legislation that will not become law.
Some Democrats have insisted they will use all the parliamentary tools at their disposal to bring the bill to the floor, although a path forward for the legislation in the House is unclear.
Bradley Jaye is a Capitol Hill Correspondent for Breitbart News. Follow him on X/Twitter at @BradleyAJaye.
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skyloftian-nutcase · 7 months
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Wind felt miserable.
Not that he hadn't felt worse, of course. Because he totally had. Getting almost killed by Ganondorf? Way worse.
But still. He felt pretty bad.
His head was pounding. His nose was all stuffed up. His throat was scratchy, and his stomach churned uncomfortably. It wasn't the end of the world, really. It just... sucked.
Wind shifted uncomfortably in the bed. He could see dull light shining through the window, an indication that the others would likely be getting up. He wasn't keen on being the last one up (not that it was possibly - Sky would likely sleep another hour at least, if allowed); the last thing he wanted was for the rest of the group to think he couldn't handle a simple cold.
Sniffling, Wind slowly sat up, wincing as he swallowed against his worsening sore throat. He remembered when he got sick on his first journey. He remembered how isolating it was, all of a sudden, not having anyone to take care of him. He remembered learning that he had to rely on himself.
He knew he didn't necessarily have that same issue here. But everyone else had been babying him enough. He didn't need to give them an excuse.
But he felt miserable.
"Sailor?"
Wind jumped, startled, looking up to see Hyrule hovering over him. His friend had a strangely wary look to him, eyebrow raised.
"Yeah?" Wind winced at how bad his voice sounded.
Hyrule's eyebrows drew downward and together, concentration written on his face as he leaned forward to put a hand to the teenager's forehead. Wind immediately reeled back, swatting him away.
"I'll be fine," Wind insisted. He felt bad for rebuffing the traveler, but stubbornness and pride overruled. He was a Hero of Hyrule just like the rest of them, he didn't need special treatment for a cold.
"It's dangerous to assume so when you can sleep somewhere safe," Hyrule noted, letting his hand fall to his side. "Get some more rest."
"I'm okay!"
"It's way too freaking early for people to be yelling," Legend snapped as he stormed over. Wind shriveled back a hair, knowing how irritable the veteran hero could be this early in the morning, but then he puffed out his chest in defiance.
"Yeah, well, Traveler's babying me when I don't need it," Wind argued.
"You sound like a goose blowing through a bugle," Legend immediately fired back, crossing his arms. "We're not leaving yet anyway."
Wind was outnumbered and he knew it. It didn't help that his own mind and heart were at war, desperate for some comfort when he felt so poorly but also trying to save face.
The door opened as Wild reentered the room, having likely woken up ages ago. He paused when he saw the trio, tilting his head to the side. "What's up?"
"Our sailor is sick," Hyrule reported.
"Oh. Want some tea?"
Wind wilted into the bed. Tea sounded great, actually. But what sounded even better was his grandmother's soup, his pillow fluffed, the sound of the ocean lulling him back to sleep, and his family's warm presence. The fight was quickly draining out of him. He just wanted to stop feeling awful.
He tried one last time, though the sound of defeat was already in his tone. "I'll be okay, guys."
Legend hummed. "Wonder what the captain of the old man would think of that."
Wind stiffened. "Don't you dare!"
The veteran laughed. "Then lay back down, you congested goose."
Huffing, Wind irritably tucked his feet back under the blanket and glared at the trio as he laid down once more. Legend smirked in smug satisfaction, while Wild gave a gentler smile, leaving to presumably make tea. Hyrule watched him the longest, expression gentle, before nodding to himself and plopping on his own bed, fiddling with his bag.
Wind wasn't sure when he had fallen back asleep. All he knew was when he woke it was to someone brushing hair out of his face, it was to the smell of peppermint, the gentle murmurs of several voices, the pitter patter of rain on the roof, the soft glow of candlelight. He peeled one eye open blearily and saw Time sitting beside his bed, gaze elsewhere while his fingers mindlessly twirled a lock of Wind's hair. Someone was talking to him, it seemed. A cup of tea was on the nightstand, nice and warm as steam curled lazily from its contents.
One last, tiny, stubborn voice protested the scenario, eager to prove himself. He ignored it. He felt miserable, and he wanted comfort. Wind let Time continue to card through his hair for a little while longer. Then he'd sit up and drink the tea Wild had made.
Then he'd let his newfound family take care of him, just like he always did back home.
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minteaspoon · 1 year
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What if Luke took over Daenerys’ place, but make it HOTD?
****Like most of my stories/headcanons, this will be ABO!!!!
The Greens win the civil war, and all of the Blacks perish, except for three; Viserys II, Aegon III, and Lucerys. Unfortunately, they spend months trapped in the Red Keep, paraded around by the Greens for their own amusement and pride. Aemond had taken Luke’s dignity in front of the court in a mock bedding ceremony.
Lucerys gets pregnant, and long into his pregnancy, about five more weeks before the expected due date, he is attacked by guards under the orders of Aegon II, and lost the babe. Once again in front of the court, Luke is shamed and made fun for it with his brothers in his arms. Aemond, over and over for a year and a half, attempted to get the former prince of the Realm pregnant, but the stress and humiliation kept killing off the babes
However, Corlys was able to find a way to get them out, and directed them to a set of islands he once came across during his travels as a budding man, and advised them to escape and set a home for themselves there
Soon, the trio were able to flee to said abandoned archipelago far off from any other country, and take residence there. The islands were once great with ties to Old Valyria, and was a safe house - well, a castle carved deep into the island’s mountains - for dragon eggs and knowledge of Old Valyria which were all frozen and kept in (semi-)safe conditions by the ones who once guarded them
With Luke being a prodigy at Valyrian thanks for Rhaenyra and Daemon, he deciphers all he needs to know from the texts, and reads them as bedtime stories for his brothers. Thus, the siblings start to learn and conduct experiments from the books containing Old Valyria’s magic - the same magic Queen Visenya was said to have involved herself with before and in the reign of King Aegon Targaryen, First of His Name and even after his demise
Luke then finds three dragon eggs, and puts them over a fire in one of the many rooms in the castle carved within the island. Months have passed, and Luke was now nearing nineteen when the eggs hatched, with all three dragons immediately bonding with Lucerys.
Aegon the Younger, gonna call him Egg here to make it easier to tell which Aegon I’m talking about, and Viserys II, who I’m gonna call Vis for the same reason, aren’t jealous, and are rather ecstatic as it meant they had some protection.
The dragons consists of a silver-purple female named Silvermoon, another reddish female named Ruby, and a bronze scaled male named Ashe. While all three dragons are bonded with Lucerys, they do still find fondness over Egg and Vis. Egg and Ashe are close despite his initial distrust due to his witness of Sunfyre burning his mother. Vis and Ruby often nap and eat together, along with playing with one another to the joy of Lucerys. Silvermoon and Luke are each other’s anchors when their siblings are out playing or hunting.
As the years pass, the three surviving members of the Blacks continue to live in peace and happiness.
Back in Westeros, the Greens have found themselves in quite the predicament; With the dragon eggs soon going cold, their only living dragon being Vhagar, and with their increasing unpopularity with the townsfolk and pressure and claims of promises they must fulfill from the Lords of Houses who sided with them, they knew it was the start of their fall from grace. The Greens pretty much walked so the Lannisters from GOT could run.
About three or four years have passed since the Dance. And Luke is suddenly met with a fleet from House Greyjoy, led by the Red Kraken, Dalton Greyjoy himself.
The man was sailing his ships, raiding villages and taking treasure when he comes upon Luke and his brothers’ island home. When Luke comes to deal with him alone, Dalton threatens to finish what the Greens have started, before Luke calls for his dragons and brothers to spearhead a surprise attack on the Greyjoy Fleet.
Luke had seen the fleet from the horizon sailing for them, and immediately sprung himself, his brothers, and his dragons to action. With three medium sized dragons, not even fully done growing yet, and two extremely peeved and held back boys, who know Black Magic mind you, now allowed to go wild caused his men some arms and legs and even their lives, so Dalton halts his forces and attempts to broker a deal; If Luke lets the Greyjoy men safely go, he’ll make sure the island knows no suffering or pillaging or death.
Luke agrees, but when Dalton is about to board the ship, the former prince stops him, and says that the deal only secured the safety of the men under the Red Kraken’s command, and not the Kraken himself.
Amused by his trickery, Dalton surrenders to staying behind, but does make a small adjustment to allow him letters and occasional visits from his people to keep them in check.
A year passes, and the Red Kraken and Blue Dragon fall head over heels together, and marry in the ways of Old Valyria and of the Drowned God. They consummate their marriage in their own section of the castle, with the other sections lived in by the dragons, Egg, and Vis.
Nine months later, Luke pops out twins; an Omega girl named Rhaelys and an Alpha boy named Rhaemon.
The islands Luke had taken up residence over soon had a small port and villages containing wayward travelers, outcasts and those exiled start popping up, and the Greyjoy Fleet, and soon the Ironborn, named the place Dragonborne Islands - the Isles that Birthed Dragons.
House Stark and Arryn soon catches wind of Luke, Egg, and Vis’ existence, and secretly sail to meet with them. At first, the family of four, with the twins protected by Ruby, and two active dragons were prepared to burn the ships down, but it wasn’t long before they welcomed and brought inside for talks.
House Stark and Arryn still remember their oath to Rhaenyra Targaryen, and their promise to see a Black on the Iron Throne. They remember every slight against them by the Greens and their allies, and wish revenge for both their disgraced Houses and for Rhaenyra Targaryen and her line.
Lucerys, at first refuses, but after some prodding and convincing from Egg and Vis, who both do still feel bitter about their beloved mother’s harrowing and disgraceful death and the trauma the Greens inflicted on both them and their big brother, Lhke agrees to lead a charge to take back the Iron Throne.
Of course, his husband Dalton Greyjoy is most certainly happy to participate - the same could be said for House Stark and Arryn.
Corlys Velaryon hadn’t died yet, and was still living large, and when he was sent a letter by House Greyjoy, informing him of his grandson’s plans, he jumped to the chance to join them immediately. The man abandoned his Driftmark Throne, and sent his entire fleet to the aid of Prince Lucerys Velaryon of the Dragonborne Islands.
The same could be said for Nettles, whom sought revenge for the death of Daemon Targaryen by the hands of the cowardly and weak Greens.
Soon, the Greens are informed by Larys Strong of the uprising far off the shores of Westeros.
That Prince Lucerys Velaryon is alive and well, and is sailing and marching to take back his due.
With the support and backing of the great Houses of Velaryon, Greyjoy, Arryn, and Stark.
With the knowledge of old and ancient, powerful and dark, glorious magic and scriptures of Old Valyria.
And with the strength and might of three dangerous and prime dragons, whom laid an active clutch for Viserys II and the Twins of Lucerys, and the additional war-hardened dragon Sheepstealer with his bloodthirsty rider.
Across the seas and across the lands, in uncharted territory and in front of his people, surrounded by relics of a past great Kingdom,
Lucerys Velaryon of House Targaryen, First of His Name - the Velaryon Pearl, the Mother of Dragons, the Blue Targaryen, Lord of Dragonborne, Wife of the Red Kraken, the Unbroken - named himself King of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, Protector of the Realm on his throne of Old Valyria.
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As another holiday season comes up, I want to do some fun games with yall, polls and quizzes and requests and all that fun stuff. So if anyone has ideas, feel free to let me know. Make sure to check out my account for polls, some of them may be a one day poll (wish there was more options than a day and a week)
Anyways, let's get ready to end this year and buckle up for a new one!
Oh, and keep an eye out Cold War lovers, the Wine Aunt Trio is making a comeback.
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Hello i hope this isn't too specific, may i request in the self aware au, for a player that actually is a god? ( Examples: God of love and beauty, god of time and or night etc, etc)And for whatever reason they use their godly powers to protect them?(the twst characters) Separately for lilia, vil and jamil! Thank you so much!
Self-aware au
I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!
My works are for entertainment and not meant seriously!!!
WARNINGS: Yandere themes, religion, suicide, obsession, manipulation, unhealthy relationship, death, war, blood, murder, violence, unhealthy mindset
Jamil Viper/Vil Schoenheit/Lilia Vanrouge-Player who is a real God
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God of wisdom
The Octavinelle trio and the fire rat had failed
We all remember Jamils Overblot happening, right?
Unlike the game however, they weren't able to beat him and despite the servant already seeing black spots in his vision the feeling of power and freedom was too wonderful just to give up on it
Deep down he also knew that this was his end, having heard the stories about other Overblots that also went terribly wrong
And then there was warmth in the cold desert night his heart had become, lulling him into a dreamless sleep and your voice telling him that it was ok, that he could let go, that you would protect him from his sorrows
Cue next morning and a crying Kalim later
There he was, alive
The one's that were present told him that he suddenly fell asleep during their battle
All they could say about the situation was that they surely had luck, after all it did end things in a positive, non-violent way
But Jamil knew what truly happened
You were a real God, not just an all-knowing scholar like they thought, the God of wisdom
If it weren't for your warning gaze he would have dropped to his knees, thanking you that you had saved his life
But apparently you didn't want them to know, so he held his mouth shut
This wasn't the end though
From then on out he started to become even more obsessed with you and whoops! Was that someone saying that you were just am otherworldly being and nothing more?
They jumped off the roof of the school on the next day, ending their life very early
Not knowing who you truly were was no excuse for denying you the worship you deserved. You, who knew about worlds beyond the stars and even much, much more
He had to know, he had caught a glimpse of it in your voice on that fateful day after all, telling him who you truly were
This had to mean that he was so important to you that you would tell him who you truly were, right? RIGHT??!
Jamil had learned how to serve and obey and who would he be if he didn't use that to show his loyalty to you. Even of it meant that there were blood sacrifices for which you never asked needed...
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God of beauty and kindness
Vil was at his end
He felt like there was nothing to look forward to anymore
After going into Overblot and then even losing against Neige the dorm leader wanted to just delete his accounts on social media and burn his contracts with the film and modeling industry
I think it was your sixth sense as a God but you were there, in the room right when he was breaking down with him
And how could you not help him, he who was so lost and helpless
After all, you were not only the God of beauty but also the God of kindness
And that was the day on which the supposedly magic-less student made a miracle happen
Igniting the embers of determination of the Fairest Queen who was sitting slumped over in front of you you showed him who you truly were, showed him that he was worthy to witness the God of what he wanted to be sitting in front of him
Vil swore to never give up again
Ok he is happy, case closed. Want to drink something? How about- WHY IS THERE SOMEONE SUFFOCATING??!
Isn't that the model competing against Vil for a spot in that magazine?
In true evil queen... I MEAN FAIREST QUEEN fashion the man poisoned his rival
And then suddenly accidents happen all over the place to models and other figures in the beauty industry
Just yesterday a light fell onto an actor on a set, killing him in an instance
But there is no need to worry over Vil
He will make sure that he is extra careful!
And if you wouldn't mind, would you give him that bag with the screwdriver in it to him? Thank you!
Vil would be a fool if he were to ignore the blessing his God had given him, giving him the mission to become the most perfect one if them all
No need to wait for too long. He will make sure that he is worthy of you...
Just ignore the red makeup on his jacket. An assistant on set spilled it accidentally on his uniform
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God of time
You and I, we both know that this will end in a tragedy and yet you still ask for him in this request
But ok, you are asking for it
Leonas Oveeblot, it happened so fast and unpredicted leading to him leaving for a short while to get help
And to what does he return? The other students lying knocked out on the ground and you standing there proud, not being afraid for a second
You stood there like the true God that you were
And it also ended so quickly, flicking the lion's forehead the student fell into himself like a house of cards
And then you turned around and oh... he was lost in time and space
Lilia is old. He has seen the rise and fall of kingdoms but there was nothing that could have prepare him for the eternity that he saw in your eyes
Suddenly he was nothing more than a child, suddenly realizing that all his joking about his age was truly nothing more than a joke to you
You were after all the beginning, the end and everything in between
The Headmage who had followed the general after the told him what happened seemed to be frozen in time, or rather was until you seemingly decided that it was time to move on in time itself
Of course everyone was confused why Leona was lying on the floor when he was the one beating others into submission just a minute ago
But Lilia knew, and Lilia knew that ou knew that he knew
This leads us to now, the time in which Lilia rests his head in your lap whispering with crazed whispers that all the bloodshed was worth it, that you were finally here
But for what happens next even you, a God, could do something against his next step
The Valley of Thorns is powerful if we are talking about magic
And they are more than looking forward to lay the world to your feet
It is like these peaceful times never existed, Lilia was once more a raging general who now even pulled his own son into the bloodbath he created
But even Lilia knows that you are just an excuse in his life. After all, worldly beings aren't meant to live so long as he already did, making him search for some reason in his life and if it is to end massive amount of life then be it that
And in all the sadness, in all the pain and blood there is a small, gentle part of him lost in time, cradled in your arms whilst it weeps tears of sadness and despair
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Request: Jj x sister (15 years old) reader where they get into a huge argument and don’t talk for a few days but then he sees someone bullying her and defends her which helps them make up at the end:))
Y/N walks past her brother on the way to the kitchen, the two still giving each other the cold shoulder since their fight almost a week ago. Y/N doesn't even remember what started the fight that quickly escalated into regretful things being said.
Y/N grabs a couple of granola bars before grabbing her bag and leaving.
- - -
Y/N is at her locker, her backpack almost falling off her shoulder as she also tries to balance the few books in her arms while trying to open her locker.
Y/N jumps when her backpack is yanked away from her.
"Hey--" She turns, only for the books and binder to be slapped out of her grasp.
"Fucking idiot." One of the boys remarks making the group of the three kids laugh. The other boy opens her backpack and dumps all of the contents out.
"Awww... this your homework? So studious." The girl remarks.
"Could you just--" Y/N reaches for her stuff.
"Ah, ah." The boy with red hair puts his hand on her head, shoving her back. "Relax, freak."
"There a problem here?" They all turn as JJ walks up, glaring at the trio.
"Nah, it's none of your business, man." The guy with brown hair chuckles.
"Actually, it kind of is." JJ grabs the guy's shirt and slams him against the lockers, the brunette boy groaning in pain. "Cause she's my little sister and you are definitely fucking with the wrong girl."
"Chill out, dude." The girl tells him.
JJ shoves the boy away from him and turns to the three.
"You guys wanna pick on somebody? Pick on me. Touch her again and you're not gonna like what happens next." JJ sneers. "Pick on somebody your own fucking ages."
"It's not our fault she's an easy target. I mean, she's a weak, little freak." The redhead laughs. JJ lets out a humorless laugh before punching the boy and he yells in pain.
"You wanna say that again?" JJ growls.
"Fuck off, psycho." The redhead mutters, rushing off, his friends close behind.
JJ huffs, rolling his eyes. He shakes his hand out, turning to Y/N who is kneeling down and picks up the stuff that fell out of her backpack. JJ quietly sighs and he crouches down, helping her pick everything up. They both silently work on refilling her backpack.
JJ hands Y/N her binder last.
"Thanks." She mutters, grabbing her notebooks.
"You all right?" JJ asks.
"Fine." She says.
"How long has this been going on?" JJ asks.
"Since the beginning of the year." Y/N quietly informs.
"What? Why didn't you tell me?" JJ asks as she stands up.
"Well, I considered it, but... I didn't want you getting suspended for a fight or some shit. And after last week, I wasn't sure you'd care anyway." Y/N remarks, turning to her locker.
JJ takes the stuff out of her hands so she can easily open her locker.
"Look, I..." JJ heavily sighs.
"You what?" Y/N asks.
"I'm sorry." JJ tells her.
"You're what?" She asks.
"I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry for everything about that fight. All of it." JJ tells her. "It got blown out of proportion and I said a lot of shit I didn't mean... and I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry, too." Y/N says. "I also said a lot of hurtful, false things. So, uh... sorry."
"Forgiven." JJ says. "And I'm...?"
"Forgiven." She assures.
"Sweet." He smiles. "And you never have to doubt if I care or not cause I just fought off three little jackasses."
"Yeah. Thank you, again." Y/N says.
"No problem. Besides, the only person ever allowed to call you a fucking idiot or little freak, it's gonna me." JJ grins, lightly hitting her on the head with her notebooks.
"Shut up." Y/N shoves and he laughs.
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Why I think Russell Adler is going to make a comeback in COD 2024
WARNING⚠️: Contains spoilers for Call of Duty: Black Ops Cold War and Call of Duty: Black Ops 2
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Disclaimer: This is all just speculation on my behalf of course. I've just tried piecing stuff together for fun because Russ is one of my fave BO characters even though he's a bitch but i need more Adler content stat. <33
Let's get into it peeps. HEAR ME OUT.
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Buckle up. Gonna be one hell of a ride folks 🤪
We'll start off with some random/background info.
Russ was born on February 12th 1937 so that would make him 53/54 in the Gulf War era. This actually isn't that old because if you think about it, Woods was about to turn 51 in 1981 during the Cold War campaign. What's a few more years?
We last saw Adler in action post-campaign in Warzone 1.0 cinematics but we've been kept in the dark about Adler's whereabouts post-1984 (after being brainwashed and killing Stitch LOL).
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This meanie in a beanie wasn't forgotten about, oh no. He appears in the new cinematic intros on startup for both MWII (2022) and MWIII (2023). See below:
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He was also featured twice in the 20 year anniversary video for Call of Duty whereas COD Ghosts didn't even get an appearance (ouch): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eL_w5HmxsPI
I personally believe Adler was a great addition to the Black Ops roster and is essentially the new Black Ops 'cover boy' now. Would be such a shame and a missed opportunity not to include a character like him in the upcoming COD. One who is morally grey, does whatever he deems necessary to get the job done - a bit like Cpt. Price in MW. Got the COD fans riled up about him brainwashing and pulling the trigger on Bell too - he's already got the spotlight in both a good and bad way.
Now, let's explore my main reasoning as to why I think Mr Shades 2.0 is most likely coming back in late 2024...
🎖️First up: Gulf War mission list 🔫
Here are some of the campaign missions that will be featured in Black Ops Gulf War. Obviously, this is subject to change, however, going off what we have, look closely...
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Credit: @MWIIINTEL on Twitter/X
Safehouse guys...SAFEHOUSE. Takes you right back to Cold War, doesn't it? Ugh the potential.
🕵️ Next up: The campaign for COD 2024 will dive into the CIA's role/the Black Ops timeline 🕘
I took the following snippet from this official article.
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From this, we know there will be a huge focus on the CIA and who's a CIA clandestine special officer? Mhm, you guessed it - Russell Adler.
Now, according to the events of BO2, it's evident which characters have the possibility of returning out of our original BO trio - Jason Hudson, Frank Woods and Alex Mason.
💫 Alex is presumed dead after Frank shot him so he's out the picture in '90/91 until 2025 when they canonically meet again.
🪵 Woods would be in his 60s during this time too so I'll let you decide whether that's too old for him to be in GW.
Edit: Woods got SPAS-12'd in the kneecaps on Dec 20th 1989 by Raul Menendez so uh...yeah
🧊 Hudson died on Dec 20th 1989 at the hands of Raul Menendez.
Feel free to check out this website (Call of Duty Wiki) for an outline of the events after CW to remind yourself. Here's a link to the Black Ops timeline from there.
➡️ Gulf War being a direct sequel to Cold War and what that could mean 💉
That brings me onto the rest of the safehouse crew. Since GW is a direct sequel to CW, it would make sense for some characters to carry over if possible:
We, as the player/Bell, get to choose whether Park or Lazar die (or both lovebirds) in 'End of the Line'. It's highly unlikely they'll return unless the devs make one decision canon maybe.
There could be a chance we see Sims again given his bond with Adler (Da Nang etc.), his age (late 40s in GW) and his status (alive).
That leaves the man himself, Russ. Everything from his age to the fact he's CIA and was the deuteragonist in COD 2020's campaign just makes sense for him to have at least a lil cameo or even a larger role, don't you think?
📱Finally: Hints from official posts 🔎
This post from Call of duty's official Instagram account kind of sealed the deal for me.
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Oh lookie - they dropped syringe-lover's famous line in a zombies post. Why would COD just drop it so casually like that without a reason and years after since CW came out? They could've said absolutely anything else but no, this was purposeful.
And that's all for this episode guys and gals!
Thank you for reading!! 🫂
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Do what you will with all this information but I have concluded in my silly little brain that scarface is coming back.
How he's only in one game is beyond me. Won't get a character like him ever again. Seems like a cliché war dude at first glance but dig a little deeper into the details of the CW campaign, peel back the layers and get into his psychology and WOWZERS.
Am I delusional? Most definitely.
But the possibility he might be returning...that little bit of hope is enough for me and i won't shut up about it.
This will age horribly if he isn't in GW. Forgive me for feeding your delusions too in that case. Please?
What are your thoughts? Feel free to share them! 😊
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