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pettyprocrastination · 1 year

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Mutt

Summary: After an ambush, Soap learns to trust the newest member of the 141

Pairing: Johnny Soap Mactavish x Fem!Werewolf!MC (call sign is Mutt)

warnings: vague description of violence and injuries.

word count: 800

thank you to: @captainsamwlsn @thesadvampire @humanransome-note @joel-mlller and @luxuryberzatto @madhyanas @littleferal and @djarin-junk for helping me with this story and rattle off in your ears about Mutt! I love you all so very very much <3

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“What are you?”

It was a valid question given the circumstances.

Soap could hardly count himself as conscious at that moment. It was a wave, pulling him back and forth until he was able to force his head to the surface, gasping for air and able to just barely look at his surroundings before he was pulled under again.

“Does it matter?”

It was dark out. He remembered it being dusk when they set out on their mission, the sun slowly setting in the horizon as Price told them to radio in at any issue and meet at their rendezvous point as soon at possible.

Fuck.

He broke the surface once more to notice that he wasn’t moving, but swaying side to side. Each step that crunches the ground is not his, but the blood drip, drip, dripping down, leaving a foreboding trail of their journey, is.

Your shoulder digs into the crevice of his chest with each movement.

“Yer carryin’ me, Mutt.”

“I am.”

You never spoke much. Johnny had equated you to Simon in that way, quiet and foreboding. Your actions spoke where your voice rasped in the shadows. Tucked in the corner booth of a pub when the others went to celebrate a job well done. The loyal guard dog, waiting on its haunches for an order.

He was the one who would move to you first. Setting a beer in front of you before sliding into the seat across from you with a tap of his knuckles on the polished table. His knee would bump yours every time. You’d never complain.

“Big scary bastards, the both of you.”

But then you’d give him a grin, a flash of your crooked canines so fast it was gone when he blinked.

“Well it’s a damn good thing you talk enough for all of us then.”

Jonathan Mactavish was only a stone’s throw from 215 pounds but you carried him without complaint. The swaying with each step made his head spin and looking up was too much work for him to trust himself not to vomit. He let his eyes drop and stare at the ground, watching you take one step after another in a steady rhythm like an infant listening to their mother’s heartbeat. Through the darkness, he’s able to make out the shadowed shape of your feet in the night.

“You’ve got no shoes on, Mutt.”

“Feels better this way.”

He can’t see much. Even if it weren’t for the blood loss and what he’s going to safely assume is a grade two concussion, it’s far too dark out for his surroundings to be seen as anything more than vague shapes and textures he can almost make heads or tails of.

Your eyes are focused on the trail ahead, already accustomed to the darkness in a way he’d never seen anybody else without night vision goggles or a Mag-light.

“Tried to reach Price but the comms are busted. You got your bell rung pretty bad back there but-” You shifted your grip on his body and he felt something sharp press against his ankle, a gentle warning that mouthed at the skin of his Achilles's tendon. “We're only a few miles away from the rendezvous point. Think you can keep it together until we get there?”

Claws. You had claws.

Through the nausea rolling through his body and the lights dancing behind his eyes, Soap could feel the fog begin to clear from his head. A flash of orders rising from his memory like the vision returning after a flash grenade.

He remembered seeing you charge through the muzzle flash and smoke like a vision. Uniform stained with the viscera of your enemies so dark he didn’t recognize you at first. The moment you came toward him he was raising his gun until he heard you speak.

“You know me, Johnny.”

But he didn’t. Not really.

When he looked at you there was no familiarity or trust. He knew the color of your eyes and the curl of your lips in a snarl but nothing else. Not your name or family nor the reason you joined.

In the darkness, moonlight glinted against your eyes and he found himself thinking of the coyotes in Las Almas that watched him and his team from the shadows, pacing with a choir of chattering yips and howls in the darkness, waiting for the proper time to pounce.

He’d never admit it but there was a pause, when his hand held the barrel of his gun steady at your head. Just as long as the width of the shallow breath trapped in his lungs, a split second where his pointer finger twitches, where the voice in his head urges him on.

“You never answered my question.”

He knows nothing of you except that the blood in your mouth was spilled for him.

“I’m your teammate. That ought to be enough for you.”

It would have to be.

#mutt tag #everybody say hi to mutt I love her #writing the cod men still scares me but were here for a fun time not a long time #thinking of just doing short little drabbles like this that show mutt's interactions with multiple men of the 141 and some eventual smut #because werewolf means HEAT #but we need to have some lore/background first so thats why this is here #writing that pairing description has me hiding my face in my hands #but middle school me is screaming in triumph #cringe is dead we do things for fun #johnny soap mactavish x reader #johnny soap mactavish x you #soap mactavish x reader #thinking itll become a poly ship as time goes on but we shall see #anyways i love mutt now lol shes my babygirl #soap mactavish x you #soap mactavish x female reader #female reader #johnny soap mactavish x female reader #theres probably a spelling error in here i missed but im. sleeby

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touchlikethesun · 3 months

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i’m trying to break out of it but, when it comes to their relationship dynamics, so far no fic has managed to top the one skiing au where bokuto and akaashi try and convince kuroo and tsukki to be in a poly relationship that i followed religiously back in 2015, like. (almost) no other fic has managed to tap into what i find so appealing about that group’s whole dynamic, their humour their earnestness their chaos as four, the way akaashi and tsukki balance kuroo and bokuto’s energy (except everyone knows the real trouble is tsukki and bokuto), and like the individual dynamics are incredible too, every pairing just worked so well, even ones i wouldn’t have considered before like kuroo and akaashi. like how in 100k words did this author manage to develop every relationship just so damn well??? there should be way too many moving parts, at least one of the dynamics should have fell flat or fell to the background but none of them did ughhhhh oh my god it’s so good i just need like. a dozen more fics exactly like it rippppp like i’m watching s2 (again yes ik) and all i can think about when i see the four of them interact is “wow that author really nailed their dynamics, what they wrote is exactly how those four would be in 10 years time” god fanfiction is incredible

#no other fic has quite managed to get it exactly how i like #tho i also haven’t looked allll that hard #and like i don’t necessarily want poly bokuakakurotsukki but just like even separated out into individual pairings #i don’t really care for how kurotsukki has been characterised by the fandom at large for one #and bokuaka… bokuto and akaashi are hard characters to write well i think in general #but im also willing to accept that i am exceptionally picky… i can’t help it!!#soma if you see this #i will not be rereading #but i want to #if i tell you i am rereading again you should scold me at the very least i should read the next fic in the series #bokuakakurotsuki #bokuaka #kurotsuki #haikyuu #i’m too tired to tag the rest omg no

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greyskyflowers · 9 months

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I have all these half hearted soulmate AU ideas and I hate to just delete them, so I'm just going to post what I have and roll with it. Please enjoy some rough draft soulmate AU ideas that I'll never finish ~

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Visible soulmate marks

Strings - brook

All his strings are tangled in his rib cage.

Vivid red that's thickly woven and caught between several ribs, always moving and pulling Brook forward.

Dark green tangled up, knotted and fraying in some places but still one of the strongest looking strings he has.

Grey blue that's tied securely towards his inner ribs, usually tangled up with the dark green, and close to where his stomach would be if he had one. Yohohoho

Shimmering orange ribbon that shines on the edges and doesn't pull so much as guide with gentle tugs.

Brilliant yellow in twine, multiple smaller pieces braided into one larger stand and tried off on the bone is a messy knot.

Peaceful pink that's carefully tied with a bow and drapes in gentle loops to a lower height before fading.

Deep purple silk thread, it's thin and slides like water over bone, deceivingly sharp to the touch.

Neon blue wire that's bent on a few places but strong, wrapped over bone in multiple coils.

Flower tattoo - robin

Sunflowers cover her back in messy lines, sprouting into long leafy stems and then giant detailed blooms, a heavy and bright presence always at at her back.

Gladiolus grow up her left forearm in thick inked lines that intersect with fine perfect ones, and lush blooms, one of the larger blooms sits where her arms cross.

Blue stars cover her right forearm with elegant and surprisingly subtle line, the most stunning one parallel to the Gladiolus and they meet when her arms cross.

Dahlias grow around her ankles, beautiful and healthy with lines like a rough sketch, looking wind swept and rain drenched.

A mix of peonys grow on her collarbones, they're sweet and inked in childlike handwriting, the blooms hide playful behind each other in a bunch of petals

Clematis bloom on her chest, they're the largest bloom and are messily arranged, the lines are reminiscent of blueprints with scales and measurements.

Daffodil climb up her left side in elegant white ink and tangle together in all stanges of life: bud, bloom, and wilting with petals dropping.

Marigolds cover her right side in ink that mimics paint strokes, the blooms more detailed than any of the others and look like something from an old gardening book.

Color spots - luffy

Luffy is cover in color, everything from pale, watercolors to vivid metallic

Green covers his right hand and forearm, always visible and on the side that he throws the first punch with.

Pale blues mix on his left hand and forearm, intermixed like different depths of water.

Gold drips down the right side of his chest like spilled ink, a shine to it that catches the light and gleams.

Yellow shines like sunlight on his left knee, it's a burst of courageous color and quick to draw the eye.

Pale pink is whispy on his lower back like cotton candy, edges soft and happy.

Crisp, black is in sharp lines against his left ribs. They site between each rib like a shadow and curl like skeletal fingers.

Purple stains his fingers dark like fruit, it finds its way into his finger prints and trace the shape like it's memorizing it.

Solid grey wraps around his ankles like bands, gleaming like metal and strong looking against his skin.

Moving tattoos - zoro

Zoro is full of life, even when he's fast asleep

A sun, filled in with all the colors of a sunset and whispy, white clouds that roll lazily over the design before fading away and reforming again on the other side. The only mark he ever wants on his back

A part of a map wrapped around his upper, left arm. It flutters like it's catching the wind and the edges shine vivid gold and copper.

Flowers bloom on the back of his right hand, they drop petals that fade like they're sinking into water before the flower starts as a bud again.

Gears turn on his left side, little blue stars tumbling between them before flickering out and reappearing at the top.

The going merry circles his left ankle, it bobs happily under a half circle shape with 5 prongs on the inside.

There's a sheet of music wrapped around his upper, right thigh. Binks Sake, the notes jump like they're being played.

Smoke curls around his right forearm, spitting embers and flashing flames in dark smoke before settling back into a gentle grey.

Hoof prints walk in happy, steps around on his right ribcage. They're there and gone in quick black prints like soot in snow.

Names - nami

Luffy curls around her right wrist, vivid red ink that forms the letters in playful strokes.

Zoro is inked on her lower back in a strong, green.

Sanji rests in greyish blue under her left collarbone in clean, neat lines.

Chopper is a warm brown that wraps around her left ankles, the O replaced with a little hoofprint.

Usopp wraps around her right ankle in messy yellow like paint.

Robin is on her right ribs in dark purple, it's a beautiful cursive.

Franky is neon blue and sits on the back of her neck in block letters.

Brook is one her left ribs, black ink spelling his name in thin, curling strokes.

Usopp - constellations

Taurus in red like blood across his collarbone, a rough circle with proudly raised horns growing off to the sides.

Scorpio in black ink around his upper left arm, razor thin lines that raise high and curve before dropping back down and closing off in an arrow.

Cancer like copper coins behind his ear in tight, storming swirls and long tails.

Pisces in silver around his upper right thigh, two curves back to back and gleaming.

Aquarius in pearl around his fingers in waves that creast in points.

Capricorn in bronze on his right ribcage dripping down and up before curling into a circle and trailing off

Pisces in cobalt on his left shoulder blade, a second pair of curves sliced through but this pair is has thicker lines.

Aries in platinum down his spine, the curve starting by one side of the neck before dropping all the way down his back and back up to the other

Something from home - Sanji

A jungle tree cover his right arm, a small treehouse tucked in between all of the leaves and branches.

The outline of a small building rests on his lower back, the large doors are open and even though he hasn't seen it in person he knows it's a dojo.

A orange tree has roots on his right ankle and grows up his leg into a tree baring healthy, ripe oranges.

The outline of a snowy mountain covers his left ribs, the tops snow tipped and the shadows adding a depth.

A whale rests on his left hip, it's got a scar and a sprout of water above it

A trains follows it's tracks in loops around his left ankle and up to his kneecap

Another tree grows on his left leg, smaller around the base and larger around the middle with little dots like windows in the trunk.

The going merry sits between his shoulders, she's bittersweet but he's honored to have her on his skin.

Franky - bands

Red band that ties like an anchor hitch knot and the edges are wavy like the sea

Green band that's frayed and threadbare in some spots with 3 razor sharp lines carefully cut

Gold band with a little bow and faint maps designs almost light enough to overlook

Purple band with a design like lace, elegant flowers and hearts mixed in

Yellow band with textured like a rope and a little ship he knows but never met sailing on top

Brown band that looks like gauze and just barely covers a little hoof print behind it

Blue band that looks like fish scales and has smokey edges

Couldn't decide what to do for Chopper so let's just say his fur covers them 😀

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Soulmate AU ideas

Where you share parts of everything with your soulmate. Random thoughts, wounds, knowledge, etc will sneak through before disappearing

Luffy saying something he absolutely should not know and Robin grinning

Nami sharing in the heavy sleeping feeling from Zoro

Usopp showing off the brief wounds he gets from Sanji like they're his own before they disappear from his skin

Chopper being musical in a way someone with hooves shouldn't be

Franky having medical knowledge that a cyborg doesn't have much use for

They all know they could weld Zoro's swords if they needed. None of them trained in any type of swords style but they can feel the ache of the repetitive motions that come with training and way it feels to attack with the intention of killing. His swords are weary of them, aware of the power soulmates have. They all know what happened at Thriller Bark, felt the acceptance of death because it meant their captain wouldn't have to.

They all love Ace as their own immediately, memorizing everything about him in the way you do for a loved one. They have a fondness for Shanks and others that they've never met besides in stories. Their hands have been busted again and again, the skin splitting over broken bone. They've felt fire in their chest, a loss far deeper than skin.

They've all felt wind against exposed bone, even with there own safety wrapped in skin and muscle. They've felt strings under their fingers and hum melodies they've never heard. There's a loneliness in their heart that speaks of a lifetime lost, one they never lived.

They all felt the foreboding feeling of knowing a storm is coming while looking at clear skies. They wipe at their fingers like ink stains them and there's an itch that only comes from old scars that always sits on their shoulder. They trace maps in their heads and itch for a pen, calculations springing up in their minds for properly scaling.

They've all had situations where their hands knew what to do before they did, their eyes tracing over someone and seeing all the injuries like it was written on their skin. They've felt their noses itch with a influx of scents, knowing immediately what belonged to who. They've felt the zip down their spine of that animal instinct when in the presence of a predator.

They've all felt the feeling of being too big, metal where skin should be and a loss of nerves. They've felt the heavy satisfaction of building something new and impressive, constant bigger and better in their minds.

They've all spoke of books they've never read and place they've never been. They have felt multiple spines break and necks snap under their hands. There's knowledge in their heads that feels heavy and overwhelming, it wants to spill out from their mouths to make room. They miss a place and family that they never knew.

They've all had that vicious huger, the desperation only caused by starvation. They've felt the fleeting attraction to a stranger and also the beauty of genuine love. They have the itch for nicotine, lungs begging for something they've never had.

They've all had times where the day is clearer, a haze they didn't realize was there lifting off their eyes and letting them see further than they had before. They've felt the snap of a slingshot and the swelling urge of creation in their chest.

They never held Zoro's swords

They never mourn the loss of Ace the way Luffy has

They never taste a storm on the back of their tongue the way Nami has.

They've never aimed with the knowledge that people will get hurt if they miss like Usopp has

They never felt hunger as fiercely as Sanji has

They never saved someone's life with enough confidence the way Chopper has

They've never ran their fingers over the last of something the way Robin has

They've never traded skin for metal the way Franky has

They've never met death quite like Brook has

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Soulmate String of Fate AU?

Strings tangled in or around:

Zoro's swords

Luffy's hat

Brook's ribs

Robin's fingers

Sanji's wrists

Chopper's antlers

Franky's arms

Nami's bracelet

Usopp's hair

#straight from the drafts so please ignore any mistakes #one piece #op #luffy #zoro #sanji #nami #usopp #tony tony chopper #robin nico #franky one piece #brook one piece #mugiwara pirates #straw hat crew #hints of different pairings but im always hinting at poly/qp crew too 😘#soulmate au #soulmarks au #setting sail with greyskyflowers

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fallingdownhell · 1 year

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Hiii!!

I saw your poly Cyno/reader/Tighnari fic and wanted to request a poly relationship between Childe and Diluc (a rare pair, I know) with a reader who's a seamstress.

A rare pair it may be, but it's a rare pair with FLAVOUR! I like it!

Content: gender neutral reader; nothing else really;

Word count: 770 words

This one came out more about headcanons than an actual fic or drabble. I just couldn't come up with a good and long enough of a scenario to make it happen. Hope that that is okay with you.

Please enjoy your order<3

I think that Childe and Diluc would need a really, really long time to warm up to one another, especially from Diluc's side. They do love you and want to be with you, but you just can't choose between them

you make it work somehow, but the beginning is definitely off to a very rocky start

I would say that you stay mostly with Diluc in Mondstadt, where it's safe and you're not too close to the fatui. Childe would come by and visit as often as he can manage. You do go to Shenznayha with him from time to time, like meeting his family, but never stay for an extended period of time. Neither of your lovers want you to.

They both will forever be grateful to the Archons above for your chosen profession

Because, as you are well aware, your two boyfriends often engage in fights and what not, so of course most of the time their clothes are gonna end up with holes or some other form of destruction put upon them

Diluc really appreciates the work you put into it when you fix things for him. He doesn't really show it, but his black coat does have some sentimental value to him, and the first time he saw a hole in it, he was devastated. He thought he had to throw it out now, until you jumped in and fixed it for him.

That day he worshipped the ground you were walking on. He quite literally fell on his knees in front of you and almost didn't stop showering you with gratitude

Diluc is a person that prefers more simplistic designs. He doesn't like to try new things, so if you fix something for him, just stay with the original colour and Diluc will be happy. Not a big fan of any designs or anything else on his clothes, like I said, he prefers it simple.

Now, on the other hand, if you were to make him something all by yourself, and it just so happened to have a lot of cliché designs on it... he still wears it, just not outside. He still prefers not to be seen by too many people, so he only wears it inside the mansion. He already get enough teasing from you, Childe and Adelinde. He doesn't need anything more.

But regardless of what it is, if you handmade something for him to wear, he WILL wear it. And he will keep it safe forever, asking you to fix little holes that developed over the time. You always offered to just make a new one, but Diluc refuses. He wants to keep this one and never get rid of it

Childe, on the other hand, is a little bit more... "adventurous" with his clothes, if you can say it like that

he would actually come to you with very specific requests for some designs he thought of, and asks you to put them over the holes in his shirts or pants. And he will wear them proudly, whereever he goes.

Actually wore one of those "altered" pants when visiting his family and his siblings wouldn't shut up about it. So, when he came back to you and Diluc, he had two full outfits from each of his siblings, all wanting to have something similar done with their clothes. You didn't mind doing it, but it took you a lot of time to finish this much work

But it's not just fixing their clothes for them that you do. You actually did a few other things

Some cute little pillows laying either on the couch or on the beds were made by you, and the boys love it

You even made an entire blanket all by yourself. However, Childe confiscated that one all for himself, so you had to make a second one for Diluc as well

You love making cute little gifts for Childe, like a scarf to wear when he goes back home, or a pair of gloves

Diluc is more of a practical man, so he is just fine when you gift him a specially made pillow or something like that

Over the time of your relationship, the two boys actually also grew closer together. Not as close as you would sometimes hope, but you could clearly see a sort of bond now between them

they do still bicker and stuff, but now it's all fun and games, never anything serious anymore

Overall, the two are very deeply in love with you, and they appreciate all the hard work you put in for them. Maybe a reward was well-deserved....

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