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#gaz is underrated
spookiboogi · 10 months
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It be like that sometimes
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efingart · 1 year
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Kyle "Gaz" Garrick
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ohgeesoap · 8 months
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If we make it out of here alive, I'll teach you some good Mexican curse words.
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ghastlybirdie · 4 months
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Thinking about Price and Ghost cause im mentally ill /hj and thinking about how Price really has the ability to heal and guide Ghost and dampen the static fuzz that cloud the space in-between Ghost's ears
Maybe it started as sharing simple items like a bottle of lotion to balm their chapped hands and fingers. Or maybe it was picking up a cup of tea when Ghost was lagging behind from being stuck in his own headspace
Perhaps Price always bagged an extra lunch for Ghost when Ghost was lost in training or writing summary reports, even though Price himself hardly had the time to feed himself
for the longest time Ghost couldn't function well on a mission without Price, he needed to be guided by hand and told where to go by just one specific voice- just one man, and when he couldn't hear it he would be lost to whatever voice that was silenced only when John demanded an order without raising his voice- it was vital to Ghost's function, to his entire being
But over time, Ghost would stop being Ghost, and turn back into a person, not an entity- back to Simon. And Price was there to catch him and hold him upright and strong while Simon caught his breath after being buried under the weight of trauma and grief for so long- John was there, holding onto him tight
Simon wasn't walking around alone anymore, he wasnt lost and scared and static-filled- he was broken, at one point, but John Price wasnt the type of person to leave his men broken and alone, letting Simon stretch his legs and even letting him sink back into a mask, into Ghost, cause John knew that Simon would always come back to him back where he belongs
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lordarsonizzzzt · 5 months
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I just love Gaz so much he is so underrated in the fandom
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look at 'im, he a cutie
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thejacketscloset · 1 month
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Gazsoap
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mistyheart · 7 months
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DO YALL EVEN REALIZE HOW FINE THIS MAN IS?????? I WOULD SELL MY SOUL TO BE HIS!!!!!!
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kaydenverse · 1 year
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I GOT WRITING INSPIRATION AND A SMUT IDEA, GAZ NATION GET READY TO EAT
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bingoboingobongo · 1 year
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guys why aren't we talking about alejandro telling gaz he always keeps an eye on the gringos and then telling him he'll teach him curse words in spanish
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criminalamnesia · 3 months
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would you ever write for graves or gaz?
yes!!! I definitely have plans of writing for Gaz and soap! I’ve never written graves before, but that’s something I would definitely consider doing :))
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damnirina · 4 months
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im so tired of trying to find gaz fics.. where are they hiding
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spookiboogi · 11 months
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This is why you’re his second best sergeant Kyle
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meowpupp · 4 months
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i don’t think people realise how confident gaz is. he has such BDE. and he’s such a smartass???? but so respectful??? honesty, all the cod men are great and i get the appeal, but if we’re being real, Gaz would be the best one suited for a relationship. he’d ADORE his partner, send them stupid texts of cats n shit, be your parents best friend. he’d be the one who gets invited to christmas before you do, the one your mum asks about when you call her.
gaz is genuinely so underrated. i wish i could write for him more, but i genuinely have no ideas. the others, i can imagine all sorts of gross freaky shit because i feel like they have it in them.
but gaz? nah. he’s the type to be doing face masks with your little sister, or teaching your little brother football. he’s the type to kiss your forehead and say “yes maam” whenever you tell him to do anything, bring your mum flowers when you visit your parents.
HE IS BOYFRIEND. HES THE DEFINITION
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yandere-kokeshi · 5 months
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Can I get some poly yan TF-141 x male werewolf hybrid reader please?
Where he’s almost like their pet? And he’s like their scary dog privilege.
Or gn if you don’t write for male
— Yandere Poly TF-141 x male darling whose a werewolf hybrid
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Warnings: yandere behavior, talks about werewolf stuff, and name calling.
A/N: i’m always willing to write a male reader! It’s quite sad how underrated yandere x male reader fanfics are. Please enjoy <3!
Edit: I forgot to add the scary dog privilege part. So sorry!
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Honestly, it’s been a while since they’ve been excited — your characteristics of strength and incredible features of a werewolf make their ego strike higher than it should be. They absolutely love your hybrid features, the tails & ears, the enhanced senses, and the obvious need for constant attention is what they love you more. 
Price and the others enjoy it when you listen to their commands, which at times they love to joke around with.
If and when you decide to transform into your ‘full form’, even in the field, all of them coo over you, especially Johnny. You can never be left alone, even at night. Price and Soap really enjoy it when they get to play with your fur and ears. It feels like literal heaven between their fingers. 
And let’s not forget about how all of them call you dog-based names. A lot of good boys, even pups, or puppy if they’re in a teasing mood. Bad boy is for certain occasions. 
All of them have their own ways of showing affection, which, most of them, are fairly touchy, especially if the timetables are closer to a full-moon, or you’ve recently turned. 
Soap literally treats you like a dog. Every chance he has, he’s rubbing your stomach, ears getting smooched on, jokingly pulling your tail, and praising you like no other. Chin scratches, and his thick accent turns into a scratchy baby voice when talking to you. 
As for Ghost, he loves playing fetch with you — easily throwing it long, watching you jump at it, before returning it. His voice commands you to sit and calls you a good boy when you listen. The type of guy also aggressively rubs your snout as a way of affection. 
As for Price, he enjoys having you rest in his office, either on the dog bed he specifically bought for you or under his desk, looking at you every now and again with loving eyes. 
Gaz finds it cute, but also suffocating as you sit on his lap; not realizing you’re too large for him. He’s gently laughing, patting your back at your large weight, it’s comforting. But also he can’t breathe. 
To be honest, they fucking love it on how protective you are of them. Seeing you grunt, eyes narrowing in annoyance, makes them chuckle. 
Chin scratches galore. No matter what, if you’re in your full form or not, they love to scratch your chin.
They always get surprised on seeing how close you are to other dogs, especially to larger breeds. Price chuckles whenever a dog randomly runs up as the two of you are jogging, immediately latching itself to you and not leaving your side. 
It’s not something you see every day that you find dead animals as a gift, and most would see it as disgusting, but to them, it’s a gift. Even though Gaz has gagged on multiple occasions when he sees the dead birds, he knows it's your way of affection.
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pomefioredove · 3 days
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summary: vil falling in love with you type of post: short fic characters: vil schoenheit additional info: romantic, FLUFF, reader is yuu, reader is gender neutral, takes place during/after book 6 author's note: vilyuu is such a good and underrated dynamic I'm never not obsessed with it. always thinking about him. holding them like dolls making them kiss mwah mwah
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One might be bold enough to assume that actor and model Vil Schoenheit had been a victim of Eros before.
With the world under his thumb and millions of adoring fans at his beck and call, it was easy to fantasize about the image of a shining star that had left a string of broken hearts behind him. His persona of perfection gave off such a dazzling impression that any other truth is simply unimaginable. Beautiful, talented, devoted...
...Untouchable to such a degree that the very truth of the matter was that Vil Schoenheit had never been in love. He had no use, let alone time, to indulge himself in something that he found distracting at best and frustrating at worst. For most of his life, romance was nothing but another part to play, a frustrating rumor to dispel, a disaster to witness, something that nagged at him from the outside yet never made itself a home within him.
This idea of the confident heartbreaker Vil Schoenheit was nothing but a reflection of the image he put out, shone back at him by tabloids and fan accounts. It was a hollow interpretation, fueled by fantasies of a Vil that didn't exist in flesh and blood. And so, every time an invasive interviewer or pesky reporter inquired about the state of his personal affairs, he answered truthfully: Vil Schoenheit could easily go throughout life focusing solely on his career, on improving himself, and not miss out on anything at all.
There have been very, very few things that Vil has called himself an idiot over. That answer was one of them.
Because the very second he saw you again after being separated by Styx, the want to smack you for being so reckless in coming after him was only secondary to his want to hold you and cry until his water-proof mascara was running.
Love is such a strange emotion. Vil could never understand why Rook was so obsessed with it, how the vice housewarden fell in love with every beautiful person he saw. For his whole life Vil thought it to be painful, to be distracting, to be finite and often times nothing but a shallow reflection of all of one's ugliest traits.
And now, it made him feel weak and messy. He hated feeling messy.
...And yet, what he wouldn't do to have his lipstick smeared over your mouths. To have you see him with his hair undone and eyes bleary with sleep, and to see you in that state as well. It was not the time, nor the place, but he wanted to cradle you in his arms until this terrible, sickly feeling of longing you'd left him with went away.
For the first time in his life, Vil was suddenly terrified of being alone.
No, not alone- he was terrified of being without you.
To never see your smile again would be a fate worse than death, worse than growing old and haggard. How terrible to think that just one simple person could so easily undo everything about him, and yet, he wanted more of that very feeling. He would unwrap himself layer by layer for you if you asked, taking off all of the years of discipline and poise, and lay vulnerable before you so that you could be soft and simple together. Vil had always regarded romance as difficult, but falling in love with you was surprisingly easy.
He did not have to save Grim from the Underworld, despite what he claimed. Such a risky move cost him everything he loved, everything beautiful about him, everything except for you. And as much as he mourned for himself, he knew he would do it again and again if it meant saving the smile on your face.
And perhaps he was too wishful with his thinking, but he could have sworn he saw that same familiar glimmer of affection and admiration in your eyes when you met his gaze. As if you couldn't even see the pasty, wrinkled mess he'd turned into, and were peering at something behind it.
It made him feel utterly exposed and offered him no comfort, but the thought that you were looking at something not even he could see lingered in the back of his mind, even after his magical energy was rejuvenated.
He had become so familiar with everyone around him being a mirror, reflecting his carefully crafted image right back at him, showering him with two-dimensional praises, that being seen as an object of flesh and blood and tears was a strange notion. To behold his presence and see a person with wants and needs and flaws rather than a flat surface, a decorative magazine atop a coffee table, left him with a strange feeling in his chest. The thought both bothered and warmed him.
Vil Schoenheit was so hopelessly in love with you, and it didn't hurt. It wasn't difficult or ugly or forced, it took not even the least bit of effort. He sunk into the feeling like a warm bath which never grew colder, and he let that be his new reality. It felt strange to imagine that there was a time where he didn't love you, where he didn't look at you as if you were the moon itself, where you weren't such a part of his being that he couldn't imagine life without you.
And he never expressed these feelings in words. They existed inside of him, running through his veins like the very blood that kept him alive and warm, and they weren't distracting, just another part of him that he kept tucked away to occupy his thoughts on rainy days.
...But the best part of it was that he didn't need words. Because when you looked at him, when you saw the Vil the not even he could see, you could already tell they were there. The mirror, the pane of glass that had always existed between himself and others, was non-existent for you.
Vil thought that someday he might be able to see himself through that glass the way you did, but he was perfectly content with simply looking at you instead for the time being.
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mockerycrow · 15 days
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i ain’t one to put folks on blast but be so fr rn 💀💀 “characters that are NOT underrated” and including gaz & farah, despite both of them having SIGNIFICANTLY less content than their white counterparts???? people are so incredibly racist towards gaz & farah. they are automatically underrated by how many people just exclude gaz and ignore farah. i’m fuming a lil bit sorry y’all
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