EjBlaKit
@ejblakit.bsky.social
Currently CoD writer, but read multi-fandom
Find me on ao3 ❤️https://archiveofourown.org/users/EjBlaKit
Find me on ao3 ❤️https://archiveofourown.org/users/EjBlaKit
Ahaha, this is me scribbling ideas for my Johnny omegaverse right now 😂
August 24, 2025 at 1:14 PM
Ahaha, this is me scribbling ideas for my Johnny omegaverse right now 😂
Thank you very much, that’s so lovely of you to say!
July 28, 2025 at 8:45 PM
Thank you very much, that’s so lovely of you to say!
Ok but I love this, it’s so insidious
July 25, 2025 at 1:32 PM
Ok but I love this, it’s so insidious
A mini-comic based on the wonderful fanfic EjBlaKit for COD Big Bang! It is a great honor to be part of this event! The link will be in the comments 🖤☺️
#GhostSoap #CallofDuty #soapghost #MWIII #art
#GhostSoap #CallofDuty #soapghost #MWIII #art
July 7, 2025 at 10:32 AM
A hazard of the job. At least the helmet kept the worst of the building debris out of his hair.
He supposed it didn't matter really, it was a hopeless, rhetorical question. He knew exactly what had gone down, and hated every fucking minute of it.
He supposed it didn't matter really, it was a hopeless, rhetorical question. He knew exactly what had gone down, and hated every fucking minute of it.
July 7, 2025 at 10:32 AM
A hazard of the job. At least the helmet kept the worst of the building debris out of his hair.
He supposed it didn't matter really, it was a hopeless, rhetorical question. He knew exactly what had gone down, and hated every fucking minute of it.
He supposed it didn't matter really, it was a hopeless, rhetorical question. He knew exactly what had gone down, and hated every fucking minute of it.
One moment they’d been fine, tight unit manoeuvring with ease through enemy territory, clearing buildings and neutralising threats. The next? Soap rubbed the back of his hand across his face, smearing sweat and dirt. He was filthy, covered in fluids not all his own.
July 7, 2025 at 10:32 AM
One moment they’d been fine, tight unit manoeuvring with ease through enemy territory, clearing buildings and neutralising threats. The next? Soap rubbed the back of his hand across his face, smearing sweat and dirt. He was filthy, covered in fluids not all his own.