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worms-for-brains · 17 days

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The Details.

A Drabble I wrote about a Captain John Price.

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John Price has always been a more sociable man. He enjoys talking with teammates and comrades. To him it signifies a bond. A relationship. Even if it’s very few words spoken in quiet whispers and soft murmurs.

But for once, he does not want to speak. Not with the hardened looking woman in front of him. Not with the one with the worn face and tired eyes. Not with the one he knew so long ago.

But, Price has to. At least protocol calls for it. Otherwise it’d be insubordination. So he turns the cigar round in his mouth and faces her.

“General Alcaraz.” His voice sounds borderline hoarse as he watches her come to stand next to him in the bar balcony’s railings.

For a moment he’s not sure how she’ll respond. Whether it be with a sharp hiss or a calm remark. Then again, every reaction he’s catalogued has been from what feels like an eternity gone past.

Her hands come to clasp behind her back as she looks out to the city line that’s visible from the balcony.

“John.” She replies after a while. Well, her voice hasn’t changed much. Ever the flat and stiff tone she had even as a cadet.

The silence returns, and it itches at Price’s brain. For all the reluctance he has to talk to her, he’s still a man of conversation. His brow twitches almost imperceptibly as he takes a drag from his cigar, exhaling a thick plume of smoke into the dark of the night.

“Why’re you here Rio.” Price says after a moment. The name is near bitter on his tongue.

“…You know why John. I send my condolences.”

She comments rather bluntly, it nearly makes Price laugh. Nearly. The sharp sting of her words overtakes him though. However he doesn’t let his mind wander too far down that pit.

“Thanks…” Price sighs, it’s a broken sound. “Why… goddamn it… Rio…what’s all this about? You don’t talk to me for god knows how long and out of the blue you decide to find me at a bar?”

The silence only grows, and Price wonders if he might’ve pushed too far for the stoic officer.

“Seven years ago… you wanted to be a general…” She murmurs quietly, finally meeting his own tired eyes with hers. Creases and wrinkles that marr faces too young for them.

“When they said no, you said ‘I guess I just can’t see the bigger picture.” Rio continued, pulling out a folder from seemingly nowhere, it must’ve been behind her back where her hands rested. She held it out to Price who took it with brows knitted together. Her voice is almost sympathetic in its tone.

“The problem John, is not that you can’t see the bigger picture...”

Price opened the file, a scruffy mohawk and confident blue eyes stare up at him. His hands clench the paper so tightly it might rip.

“…You care far too much about the details.”

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#call of duty #call of duty mw3 #cod #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw3 #john price #john soap mactavish #cod oc #drabble #fanfic??

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newvillainontheblock · 5 months

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(From the @shadow-cafe)

Hello! I see you are in a... interesting situation.

It will likely take us some time, but we could pick you and your AU version up to fix the situation! ^^

WAIT WHO ARE YOU, BUT THANK YOUUUUUU wait au what

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#rotomblr #tangled web #FANFIC??

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tr1ppylady · 1 year

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Bro honestly so down bad for graves this betrayer got me listening to country songs so I can write the perfect fanfic for him FUCK you graves

#help #no i dont need help #country #American #he’s ruining my life #call of duty #cod #modern warfare 2 #philip graves #pretty sure hes adlers son #fanfic??

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xinroc · 2 years

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Well, more like Jason just got a book delivered hot off the press and snuck off to his secret hideout in the library but he finds Cass hanging out alone with a bunch of books around her. He at first pays it no mind, they nod at each other before Jason curls up in the reading nook he had since he was Robin in the back corner. Other family members can be heard in other rooms or Jason gets a text on the group chat about Batcow being on the loose and to keep an eye out for her, etc. Jason senses Cass approaching so he bookmarks his page and pushes the blanket door to the side to see her holding a book very close to her looking nervous

“You good?” He signs. Cass shrugs. They sit there in silence. “Come in?” Jason signs, tilting his head and scooting over. The reading nook or better put blanket fort is small and Jason already takes up nearly all of it since he’s gotten older, but he manages to make enough room for Cass to wiggle in next to him. She has her knees up to her chin, practically shielding the book with her body. Jason can see the well loved cover and the dozens of post it notes poking out from the pages.

“What book?�� He asks verbally this time but softly. He and Cass prefer talking more quietly, it helps them focus on the conversation and feels less overwhelming. Cass slowly relaxes and shows the cover to Jason. It’s a picture book with… a bat on it.

“Stellaluna.” Cassandra reads the title as she hands it to Jason. He flips through it carefully, keeping an eye on Cass as she fidgets beside him. Jason had heard of this book, seen it in passing when he wandered through the kids section at libraries or bookstores. He’d never really bothered to take interest in it, simply laughing internally because bats. But now Jason held the book before him, a copy that was so clearly loved by its reader that he feels put to shame as a bookworm. He rubs a thumb over the cover for a second, chewing on his bottom lip, thinking. Cass rocks beside him, touching her fingertips together as she waits for Jason to say something or hell, just move.

Finally Jason turns to her slowly, and asks Cass “could I read this with you?”

Jason’s dark green eyes glow slightly in the dim light of his blanket fort, a blessing and a curse from the pit he and Cass both suffered in. Cass’ eyes don’t glow and they aren’t green. Steph claims that they have specks of gold and emerald buried in them that erupt and gleam when Cass is happy or angry. Cass doesn’t think of any of that as her dark brown eyes meet Jason’s rich green ones. She senses his body is relaxed, minus tension he seemed to always have in his neck and shoulders and the left side of his jaw. She already knew him as a kind and quiet soul thrown into every one of his worst nightmares who still could laugh loudly at his own jokes, inhale books at concerning speeds, and teach her how to perfectly boil an egg when they made ramen together. Now he sat next to her, holding one of her most beloved emotional attachments to this world in the same hands he used to kill people with and his touch was as gentle as a feather.

“Aloud, I mean.” He clarified. Cass nods.

[they read the book, Cass explains the post it notes and what parts of the stories they were related to (some are little drawings, some are questions, some are opinion statements, some just have numbers and letters on them, something obly Cass knows the context of), it’s sweet, they’re besties]

Jason hands Cassandra her book back and signs to her to step out. They climb out of the fort and Jason walks over to his bookshelf of Jane Austen novels and play scripts. He opens the jaw of a skull of a victim of his that he used to reenact Shakespeare scenes and some of his own writing and presses a button. The shelf splits open and reveals a shelf of childrens books from picture books to chapter books to poetry collections to everything else

I’m getting tired so I might continue this later but Jason n Cass just spend the next seven years just reading

#ok I found the fanfic thing I accidentally wrote on a whim so here it is #fanfic??#Jason Todd #Cassandra Cain #Batfam #unfinished #should I keep writing this?#NOT SHIPPING THEM #THEY ARE SIBLINGS

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hana-loves-bumblebees · 3 months

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“Is it okay if I draw fanart of your fanfic?👉🏼👈🏼”

My brother in Christ we shall have a spring wedding

#ao3 #fanfic #fanfics #fanfiction #fanart

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bebx · 8 months

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reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

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yeehawpim · 8 months

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a comic about fix-it fanfics

#original comic #fanfic #fix it fic #fandom #dr who #bbc sherlock #avengers #my comic #my art #been thinking about the truly dumb amount of time I've spent reading fanfic #i started writing fix-it fic like a couple months ago and I Get It #teenage pim was a dumbass

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becuzmdsaidineededpersonality · 4 months

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#femslash #f/f fanfic #f/f romance #f/f ship #archive of our own #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #ao3 tags #fanfiction #fanfic #fanart #destiel meme news

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midnights-dragon · 4 months

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#found this gem on twitter #ao3 #archive of our own #ao3 memes #ao3 writer #fanfic #fanfiction

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team--edward · 2 months

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Another AO3 thing I’m curious about, how do yall decide if something is good enough to read? Usually I follow a rule of 1 kudos for every 10 hits. One because it’s easy math and two it’s yet to fail me. Thoughts? Do you just go for it and pray it’s good?

#fanfic #fanfiction #ao3 #archive of our own

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animentality · 6 months

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