Soap's Eccentric Cousin! Reader

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader drops by the base with a bucket full of eels to pour onto Soap as he sleeps

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader Who then blames it on Gaz and Soap 100% believing them

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader Who took off running when Gaz saw them and climbed onto Ghost and hissed like a raccoon and began to honk like a goose weirding everyone out

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader Who looked all 141 in the eyes before eating a cockroach alive

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader Who stole Price's hat and hid it in Soap's room getting him in trouble

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader who gives Soap his first gray hair in the span of 30 minutes of being on base

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader Who was asked to come down and help with a bomb because they constantly work on creating new fireworks, bombs, explosive

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader who is a pyromaniac that stares at every fire they see to the point Soap has a leash attached to their belt to drag them places

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader who left Soap gagging, gasping, and crying for some peace

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader drops by the base with a bucket full of eels to pour onto Soap as he sleeps

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader Who then blames it on Gaz and Soap 100% believing them

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader Who took off running when Gaz saw them and climbed onto Ghost and hissed like a raccoon and began to honk like a goose weirding everyone out

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader Who looked all 141 in the eyes before eating a cockroach alive

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader Who stole Price's hat and hid it in Soap's room getting him in trouble

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader who gives Soap his first gray hair in the span of 30 minutes of being on base

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader Who was asked to come down and help with a bomb because they constantly work on creating new fireworks, bombs, explosive

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader who is a pyromaniac that stares at every fire they see to the point Soap has a leash attached to their belt to drag them places

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader who left Soap gagging, gasping, and crying for some peace and side-eyeing Soap to do anything

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader who is definitely on the Autism ADHD spectrum

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader who fell asleep actually saying mimimimi as a sore

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader who makes all of 141 drink and cry after they left

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader who is now band from all base activity unless it's world-ending events

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader whom Soap loves dearly but is too... chaotic for even him

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader who is Soap's only family who is still around

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader who sends Soap weird ass shit with no context

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader who knows all the base drama and has weekly gossip Facetime as they cook and Soap has some off time

Soap's eccentric Cousin! reader who sends Soap actual homemade soap they found in food shape because one time Soap accidentally ate Soap when he was sleep deprived on leave

Humanoid monster

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“What was that about?” Soap asks Gaz. The two of them backed down when the reporters got nosy, they followed her all night long hounding her for answers.

“Abraham believed In a theory, it's written in Latin so either she knows Latin or Abraham told her.” Gaz grumble digging through his notebook.

“What theory?”

“There was a time were humans and monsters got along, they worshiped this female deity. She was murdered, and war broke out, Abraham was born in the last few days of her reign.” Gaz explains finding his notes he had written about back when he was in school.

“So?”

“So Abraham no longer speaks about this time, and in one of his papers, he theorizes this deity is still alive.”

“Mate—”

“That woman is highly educated, she shouldn't be, she wasn't born here she *came* here. Teaching humans is banned in all states except for Switzerland, how does she know?” Gaz asks Soap shrug, it didn't sound important to him but from the look on Gaz’s face said it all.

“Mr. Garrick,” the two sergeants froze and turned to see Priscilla standing there peeping her head in head feather raising in slight embarrassment. “Do we need to cancel flight training?”

“No!” Gaz shouts and walks closer to her. “Your mother.”

“yes?”

“Did she go to school?” asked a question with a smile.

“No… Why?”

“Well your mother knows things she shoulders like a diety—“

“Oh you mean Abraham’s fairytales? he likes to tell fairytales when we were little, you know? of a better time where we’re all equal, it helped most of us sleep.” Priscilla says fondly with a sweet smile on her lips.

Gaz sighs and Soap pats him on the shoulder, with a small reassuring look and smile, “See mate, you overthinking it.”

“Your mother where did she come from?”

“She came from South America and found most of us traveling up to North America and sailing over to Asia, then traveling to Switzerland.” Gaz nods and the two walk to the field with the little Harpies.

The press saw them, and the monster swarmed them, “What’s your view of the orphanage director?” The first reporter asks.

“She’s my mother—"

“So she cut off your wings?”

“No! She found me like this—“

“If given the opportunity would you go home?”

“This is my home!” Priscilla shouts her frustration begins to teetering on tears. Gaz spread his wings out blocking her from the cameras.

“Don’t bother the kid—“

“As a soldier in the monster military aviator wing, what’s your view of this almost dystopian utopia?” One Gargon asks her snakes hissing with delight and anticipation.

“I am weary but everything here so far looks good, and the orphanage director didn’t know we were coming or how long we are staying,” Gaz said in the most PR statement possible. Switzerland has one of the biggest armies, and it is wise not to attack its citizens and their politics. The media followed them, Priscilla couldn't stop looking over her shoulder, they were making her uncomfortable.

“What's your relationship with each other?” a reporter asks.

“I'm helping the younger harpies fly.”

The reporters mostly watched, occasionally they would speak to their camera, and it was easy to hear them.

“Most of these harpies are missing wings or mutilated. We suspect that the orphanage—”

“Shut up, pendejo!” One of the kids shouts at the reporters. “We all had these injuries before the orphanage.”

“It’s done by you monsters,” another girl snaps.

“Why do you defend this place?”

“It’s our home,” nearly everyone replies.

—-

The air of attrition on cordiality was fading, for every child was a surveillance camera all going back to Mother Maia. This was not lost on anyone, not the soldiers or the reporters.

The children slowly became guarded. Weary and secretive. It wasn’t lost on the task force that they were no longer welcomed there. The gargoyle creatures that usually only watch began to show themselves more often, the dragons were more active, and they were expanding their territory.

Both sides of the war were left with little progress made, and far more interest in the orphanages. The human side is more than the monster’s.

“Maia,” Abraham walks into the dimly lit office. She looks up, and the veil hangs up on her hat hook. Abraham nodded and sat down. “My old contacts have warned me that the monsters have decided to hack—”

“I understand” Mother Maia responded in a calm tone, “I’ll change a few things. The only thing they will get is the spending log, it’s best.” She smiles and begins to type away.

“There have been talk about monsters adopting—”

“I will not allow it,” Mother Maia looks up, “we both know the children who will be adopted will be sent into the military or worse eaten, I am no fool and neither than you.” Abraham smiles and nods before standing up, his wings doing a small stretch.

“I am glad we are on the same page,” Abraham said with a smile, Mother Maia only nodded and continued to work.

Abraham always knew humans were not equal to monsters in strength, but their intelligence is quite admirable. It’s been centuries since Abraham found a human he could view as equal, but another Maia was that human.

She was articulate and wise for someone who never had a true education. And yet with his simple guidance, she was able to keep her children.

“What about the new disease?” Abraham froze and sighed. Everyone knew at this point, even the humans.

“The Monster scientists have named it Cerebrum deterioration, or as the soldiers call it brain rot.” Abraham studied Mother Maia’s face, most humans couldn't hide their glee when disguising this topic, all except for Mother Maia.

“How pitiful, has it linked to the human resistance?” she sighs the scars across her face rippling with the slight movement of her face.

“No, the scientists said it was discovered rather than made.” Mother Maia nods and continues to write.

“Let's keep informed if a war breaks out this could affect this free state.” Mother Maia said sternly. Abraham agreed. “And when the vaccine is made, be sure to be one of the first to get it, you are a model.” Abraham laughs but nods.

“You are a strange one—”

“I am only being realistic Abraham, even though you've been a pacifist for a few hundred years, you still hold power.”

“Of course.”

Serial Killer! Reader

You were raised in hell, a world of violence, where violence was praised

You were one of the best, for you had no morals and only fall rules because it’s more convenient

You slowly ended branching out of the underworld into the mainstream world

Your first mistake was killing a SAS soldier, then two navy SEALs

You disguises yourself as a a PMC person and slowly recruited into smaller faction

You could not care for the war or who was who but money talks and you do love money

One of your client ask you to target a task force full of SAS memebers

The best way to kill an entire to is to join them

You were scouted straight out of a PMC by one of the higher ups.

Soap

Soap didn’t care you were a PMC, as long as you were good

Soap notice you had lots of scars, especially on your back, it was religious

Soap was the first to discover your ability to speak Russian and know a lot of shady deals

Soap and you ended up forming a strange twisted friendship base on the most dramatic comebacks

When Soap got injured you were there… you were so close to killing him when Ghost arrived

Ghost

Ghost kept his distance, their was something off about you

Ghost looked into your career, you were a PMC with no military background, how good can you be?

Ghost didn’t care for you, as long as your useful that’s good enough

Ghost found you hovering over Soap and thought that was suspicious

Ghost begins to follow you

Price

Price didn’t like nor hate you, you follow his order but show no respect for his rank

Price found your background suspicious and ask Laswell to look into you

Price notice where ever you go you tend to kill and ask question later

Price thought you would be the weakest to gore and violence but it seems like you were the most comfortable

Price also was inform Privates and rookies were being found dead

Gaz

He hated you

Gaz’s gut was tell him you were bad news and he never doubted his guts.

Gaz is very social and keep up with the other soldiers and when more than one we’re found dead he got worried

Gaz also found out the killings only begin after you join

Gaz would give you a lot of attitude and snide remarks of your his teammate

Laswell

Laswell felt like sje saw your face

Laswell begins to dig through any crime family once Soap told everyone you have a specific saint on your back

Laswell contact 141 one night that your a killer

She got no reply

——-

@knight4xmas

Serial Killer

So I always see a lot of headcanons of serial killer cod characters but what if 141 meets a serial killer reader? Like some John Wick shit... Even though I wrote a cross over.

omg the serial killer idea - so, serialkiller!reader who was part SAS and their callsign was baba yaga. they left military life after a traumatic event - idk maybe someone in their family was murdered - and went to live the john wick lifestyle 😵‍💫😵‍💫

See this is a whole new idea. Different from my initial serial killer! reader, but I like this!

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Serial killer! Reader was a former SAS member enlisted with Kyle

Serial Killer! Reader was accused of being a spy and tortured for a month straight losing their mind

Serial Killer! Reader who was left physically deformed across their face and entire body and half dead

Serial Killer! Reader who was found innocent and the military swept this crime under the rug and sent you to a mental hospital

Serial Killer! Reader who begins to spiral and breaks out of the hospital and use their training to hunt down the SAS members that tortured them

Serial Killer! Reader travels the world and join a well know PMC under a fake identity wearing all black to hide their scars

Serial Killer! Reader who Compartmentalizing their life to before and after. That their are “two” people inside them (not DID but a mental condition to justify their action

Serial Killer! Reader killed three of the ten SAS members before 141 is contacted

Serial Killer! Reader goes after 141 because Ghost was one of the SAS there (he didn’t participate but was there)

Serial Killer! Reader who traps them in a room and force them to pick who would die

Serial Killer! Reader who is best by Laswell and Shadow Company

Serial Killer! Reader who escape into the night a fugitive to the law

What if Tortured Serial Killer! reader gets caught by 141?

It’s chaotic.

Tortured Serial Killer! Reader Pure miracle, they literally stumble across them

Tortured Serial Killer! Reader took over seven shots and got knocked out by Ghost's punch

Tortured Serial Killer! Reader who woke up chain to a chair and patched up by a fried medic with no pain killer

Tortured Serial Killer! Reader who woke up screaming and cursing

Tortured Serial Killer! Reader who grew quiet before laughing once they saw them and scream at Ghost saying they murder him

Tortured Serial Killer! Reader who didn’t flinch at the prospect of torture or flinch at the idea, already derealizing and dissociating into lalaland

Tortured Serial Killer! Reader who was put into jail because everyone think their working for Makarov

Tortured Serial Killer! Reader who had their records uncover by Laswell for Price

Tortured Serial Killer! Reader who’s fate enrage Price and co. and at Ghost for standing by

In all Tortured Serial Killer! Reader is bloodthirsty for justice, revenge, and retribution. Ghost got a lot of explaining to do