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Herding cats may be easier than trying to wrangle heroes, and any dispatcher at the SDN will readily tell you that fact after a few well-prepared drinks.
A-Teams at the top of their ranks all have their bad days, and even on their good days, team synergy can get a little too rowdy and far too out of hand. For the most underappreciated department, the SDN relies well and truly on its dispatchers to keep their heroes in line.If A-Teams have their hard days, imagine being at the bottom of the barrel. Robert Robertson is trying his best to herd his cats, but there's too many of them, and not enough of him.
His manager thinks that an extra set of hands will be beneficial. He can't deny it.But god, did she have to set him up with the ex who doesn't even recognize who he is?
Why can't she get him his own cubicle?And why does his team hate the very idea of this being their secondary dispatcher?
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I Compare You to a Kiss From a Rose by theghosting
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
20 Feb 2024
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A Knight of Beauty is bound to his duty to spread Idrila's divinity everywhere. By his honor and his word, he is required to traverse worlds and galaxies, singing her praise, preaching of her beauty across star systems. They would teach the stars of her if they could.
And yet, despite his insistences that he must honor his creed- you can't help but wish that just once, he would choose you over his Aeon, as childish or heretical as it may sound.Is it so truly deviant to wish for your knight to stay protected well within the walls of the home you'd built? Or at least promise you that he'd always return safely?
Does his creed forbid him from swearing to you that he won't recklessly throw himself into danger in the name of his Aeon?And yet, for all you wish he would leave his order behind- is his unwillingness to break his pact still enough to keep you from welcoming him back with open arms every time?
Is he not the pinnacle of the beauty he fights for, at least in your eyes? -
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This is being started for little snippets/ideas/rambles that I have about the MW2 campaign and WZ2 characters that don't qualify to be full-length oneshots.
Requests are welcome and encouraged! The first chapter is who I write for and a short introduction :]
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California Dreamin' (On Such a Winter's Day) by theghosting
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
07 May 2023
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(The rewrite of 'Per Aspera: Ad Inferi (and through hell I will walk for you)')
Classified.
So much of them is classified. Date of birth, country of origin, previous serving posts. They don't even know their name. And yet they're hand-picked, told that they're vital to this mission and cannot be shut out.
Sergeant and lieutenant are wary of the new addition, almost as wary as they are of the mission.
Classified. The word hangs like a curse.How can they trust someone they don't know? Someone who at every turn they think they grow closer to, only reveals they know nothing about them?
How can they put their lives in the hands of someone so uncaring for the safety of their team?
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He's your king, whether you want his reign or not. You are his little soldier, standing forever in the shadow your emperor casts.
You plan to overthrow him, take his throne, claim his crown. But there is a reason he is king and you are not, there is a reason you sit far, far below him, standing by and waiting for your use instead of commanding.
Perhaps, he can show you why. He is a benevolent ruler, after all.
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sau·da·de
/souˈdädə/an emotional state of melancholic or profoundly nostalgic longing for a beloved yet absent something or someone. It is often associated with a repressed understanding that one might never encounter the recipient of longing ever again.
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It's nobody's fault. They couldn'tve been there, nobody could've grabbed you or the bastard who pushed you in time. It's irrational to blame anyone- the storm was loud, the mission was hard, the footing on a rain-slick cargo ship was slim to fucking none. Nobody could've heard you scream as you went over, nobody could've seen the blur of you and the other person go freefalling off the edge.
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The Mandalorian's bounty shelters in one of the rightfully named 'slum-planets'. The pay is good, and the job is easy.
Or, it should've been, had his quarry not been protected by one of the largest and most quizzical bodyguards he'd seen in a long while. One that costs him his credits, a piece of his pride, and one he ends up in the protection of when he takes a different bounty with him and is subsequently shunned from his life's work and hunted down.
When no place is safe for him and a new child, why does the one person that consciously fucked him over suddenly feel like home?
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An equal exchange (in the eyes of a god) by theghosting
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
30 Dec 2022
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Mission before the man.
Mission before the man.
Mission before the man.So why did he choose to put the man before the mission?
Why did he put himself in the noose when the man he saved deserved to hang?
Why?
Why?
Why?Series
- Part 2 of Mooseverse Lore(tm)
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You just want to love him.
He doesn't want to let himself be loved.
You try your hardest to change that, crack him open and make him see that you truly adore him in all the ways he can't adore himself.
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aka I want more Graves fluff so dammit I'm writing it myself -
Per aspera, ad inferi (and through hell I will walk for you) by theghosting
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
28 Dec 2022
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(NOW BEING REWRITTEN UNDER THE TITLE 'California Dreamin' (On Such a Winter's Day)'! No more updates will be given here)
You are the sun, though not a divine bringer of justice. You are something harnessed, raw power that they want to chain and use, to tighten the muzzle around your blood soaked maw and lock you away in a cage until they want to release you, something so inhuman, so disgusting, so grotesque, to chase their enemies along with their hellhounds.
You are the sun that scorches the earth and blisters the skin, the sun that they cannot look at lest they're blinded by your presence. You are not beautiful, you will not have poems written to you. You are raw, you are the visage of hell, you are bound only because you have never been freed long enough to know your true strength.They are the ones that cut your collar, that drop your leash and rip the muzzle from your face. They free you and expect nothing in return, but how can a beast not return to the ones that have fed it and whispered words so gentle to it? Perhaps the only thing needed for your willing submission was to offer you freedom so that you may know that their embrace is far more freeing than a thousand lifetimes of the wild.
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Graves is to blame for many things. For his fuckups, for his cover-ups, for his damn orders and his damn betrayals.
Graves is to blame for pushing you and your men out into a hostile area with little preparation.But Graves is not to blame for the six men killed and two missing.
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It was a bad idea.
A very, very bad idea.
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Picking a dog is no small responsibility.
So why, you wonder bitterly, have the two men now crouching in front of your cage decided that you are the one?
Can't they see your scars and your history? The teeth you bare and the hackles raised?Why do they still approach you so kindly? Invite you into their bed, even?
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Nobody has been in his house for months.
So why are things not as he left them?
How is the window, that he made sure to shut and lock, open?What's waiting for him behind the door?
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Ghost won't let you in.
You don't mind it, his personal business is just that- his. You're lucky enough to be the sergeant that isn't MacTavish that he lets sit outside his door.
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And so this is Christmas,
And what have we done?
Another year over,
And a new one just begun.--
You pull Graves out of the tank before it fully explodes, patch him up, but you can't find it in yourself to be loving with him after all he's done to not only your team, but your allies as well.
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You love him.
You love him so much it hurts, you love him so much it scares you. It's wrong, they tell you. It's wrong, you parrot back. But he's so pretty when he hands you the flower, he's so pretty when he cries, he's so pretty when he looks at you like you're the only thing in his world.
But you hide, and he runs. You lose him, you watch him disappear and take your world with him.
You never get over him. You never will, but years later, maybe the teammate who reminds you of that boy that you adored so dearly can be let in over a drink. Maybe the Austrian giant who messes with his fingers and stands to the side just like your teenage love used to can be let into your life, maybe you can find a friend in the similarities they share.
Or maybe you're just too scared of love to see what's been in front of your eyes the whole time.
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- Part 6 of König Appreciation <3
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Even the world itself goes silent as they dig his grave and roll him in.
The silence says nothing, and they don't look at each other. Shame, fury, guilt, sorrow, indifference- they all melt into one, all into a blanket feeling of exhaustion.
They're all tired.
So, so tired.Series
- Part 1 of Mooseverse Lore(tm)
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You, Fender and König share a love for car rides. Especially nighttime ones, where the stars dazzle and sparkle like your own personal show of diamonds and the moon casts it's light like a spotlight on a stage.
Slowly, like the sun rising over the horizon, it dawns on you that maybe you don't just love the car rides you share with them.
Maybe your affection has overgrown more than just the rumble of the engine and the passing of street lamps.