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I can fix hi- actually, no I can't. He could ruin me though
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Being the 141th note is crazy
idk how military works but imagine
You're either a new recruit or new to the 141, but you've had a meeting with captain Price and he said "if there's any trouble, you let me know," so okay, roger that.
later you went to his office, "captain, there's trouble," and he let you lead the way to where said trouble was. then you two stood in front of a cupboard in the rec room and you pointed up, there's a snack you couldn't reach. he sighed while grabbing the snack for you, "i meant real, serious trouble," "okay, serious trouble, right, got it." John handed you the snack and left. he couldn't hide the smile that formed on his face though as he walked back to his office because of how silly this is, how silly you are.
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much later, you came knocking on his office door again, this time "captain, there's serious trouble," you spoke in a hurry, voice trembling. so he again let you lead the way to this serious trouble.
now in the barracks, both of you standing near your bed, next to it on the wall was a giant spider.
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you were wringing your fingers, nervously waiting for the captain to do something, to pick it up and put it outside. but he pinched the bridge of his nose looking like he's about to lose his mind, and then he just laughed, laughed and shook his head. he ruffled your hair and went to pick up the crawly. "oh, you," he said, all amused and affectionate.
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John mi amore
task force 141 & their smart ass informant now getting back at them
it was never anything dangerous. you never withheld anything that could get them in to trouble on the field. you’re way more professional than that.
but for this part? fuck professionalism
simon didn’t know how or when you had the time but now all of his clothing gear had a light pink fade to it. from every balaclava down to the last sock in his drawer. you were conveniently gone the day he found out though.
gaz now has to deal with the fact that no matter how hard he squeezes, nothing is coming out of his body soap bottle. he’s so tired after this mission and he’s frustrated (thank god it’s not his hair wash day). he didn’t think to unscrew the top to see the small piece of plastic that keeps the soap from coming out. he now smells like johnny’s body wash and everyone thinks they’re dating now since they smell the same. (added bonus of torment)
soap is so eager to get a treat after a mission. he really is like a dog, a true glutton for any kind of food. so when you tell him you hid 3 of his favorite snacks in his room, he tears his room apart trying to find the third bag of ‘crisps’. (spoiler alert: you only actually hid 2 items.)
price is a little easier to handle, you just have to temper your acting a little bit. every time you send him a report, the font size gets gradually smaller until he pulls you by your collar to ask if you can read it on his computer. well yea price, do you need to get your eyes checked? having trouble old man?
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John price the man that you are
➜ chivalry isn’t so dead, 𝐓𝐅𝟏𝟒𝟏
summary. they open the door for you
warnings. fluff
authors note. n/a
𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐄
It wasn’t a surprise that John was right by your side when walking towards the car, his arm draped casually around your waist. However, as you approached the car and he didn’t make a move to go to the driver's seat, you shot him a puzzled glance.
‘Why isn’t he going to his side?’ you pondered silently. As you approached the passenger door, John leaned in to open it for you, stepping aside with an expression that suggested this was completely ordinary.
You should have acted as if you were unfazed by his gesture, but the surprise was so genuine that you found yourself pausing to stare at John with wide eyes. His chuckle bubbled up at your reaction.
“What’s that look for, lovie?” he inquired, a curious smile playing on his lips.
Your cheeks flushed at his question, but more so towards his unexpected actions.
"Just wasn’t expecting you to open the door for me..." you mumbled, feeling shy as you finally settled into the passenger seat. Unbeknownst to you, John watched with a look of fondness as you fastened your seatbelt.
Just as the buckle clicked into place, he leaned in closer, resting one arm against the roof of the car while his other hand gently lifted your chin, guiding your flustered gaze to meet his.
“You won’t ever be opening another door as long as I’m here, I can promise you that love.”
𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐍 ‘𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓’ 𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐘
Simon stood closely beside you, a supportive hand resting in the middle of your back. Even though it had been decided that you would be the one driving today due to his sore hands from his recent deployment, he remained right there with you as you approached the driver's side. A look of confusion crosses your face as your brows furrow together.
"What are you doing—Oh," you begin to ask, but the question fades as Simon opens the driver's door, looking at you expectantly, waiting for you to get in the car.
Your heart races a little faster as you gaze at him with admiration, as if he were the one who hung the moon and stars. He responds with a playful roll of his eyes.
“Get yer’ ass in the car, b’fore I change my mind and go back in the house.”
A bright smile spreads across your face, knowing he would never actually follow through on his threat. Beneath that tough exterior, you recognized the big softie he truly was when it came to you.
Before getting into the car, you leaned in closer, gently placing a soft kiss on the corner of his lips, which were hidden beneath his mask.
"Thank you, baby," you whisper to him before sliding into your seat, completely unaware of the way the man behind the mask is beaming, his heart nearly racing out of his chest.
𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐍 ‘𝐒𝐎𝐀𝐏’ 𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐇
You were bubbling with excitement at the thought of heading to your favorite restaurant. As Soap parked the car in an empty spot, you quickly unbuckled your seatbelt and reached for the door, eager to step out.
"Oi!" Soap exclaims, quickly reaching across to grab the handle of your door, pulling it shut before you can open it fully.
"What are you doing?" you laugh, watching as Soap shakes his head in amusement.
Without saying a word, he unbuckles his seatbelt and steps out of the car. You watch as he strides over to your side, opening the door and extending his hand for you to take.
“Much better. Can’t have ma�� girl opening doors, now can I?” he quips, attempting to sound playful, but the sweetness in his words makes your heart flutter. You step out of the car and lean in to give him a quick peck on the lips.
"Well, I can't let my man go without a special thank you, can I?"
𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐄 ‘𝐆𝐀𝐙’ 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊
The night air was crisp as you made your way toward the restaurant, with Gaz just a few steps behind you. Craving warmth, you reached for the door handle, but before you could grasp it, a hand swatted yours away. Before you had a chance to protest, Gaz was already opening the door and ushering you inside, who was just as eager to escape the cold as you.
You shoot him a deadpan look, but he simply shrugs in response, a playful grin on his face.
“You know better than to open any doors around me.”
Despite rolling your eyes playfully, you can’t suppress the lightness in your step and the flutter in your heart. You move closer and wrap your arms around his hips, pulling him into a warm hug.
“You spoil me to much.”
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The made eggnog shoot out of my nose
Soap: How was the honeymoon? Y/N: Simon got drunk and tried to set our marriage certificate on fire. He said "Good luck trying to return me without the receipt" Y/N: God I'm so in love with him
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This woman was arrested for WORDS.
We should rally for her as much as the guy who actually shot someone. Push back.
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you guys made luigi mangione trend for days and I need to see the same energy for brianna boston. she is a 43 year old mother of three who ended a phone call with blue cross blue shield (after being denied a claim) “delay deny depose, you people are next” and is now being held under a 100,000$ bond and could face FIFTEEN years of prison if charged. she has no weapons, her record is clean, and yet she is being held behind bars. they are afraid of the public and are trying to subdue. do not let them!!!! be outraged that our freedom of speech is being threatened!!!!! deny defend depose! free brianna boston!
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you: wait, babe… we can’t fuck yet… you aren’t wearing protection…
your vampire lover: protection? what do you mean prote- oh ok so fuck you first of all
you, holding these:
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I love chain lightening what a classic spell. fuck you and you and you and you and you and
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Sorry I didn't post much since a few weeks, but now Univeristy is fully back in my life to hit me like a truck so here I am !!
Also there's a picrew for my spidershifters :
Here's the link ↓
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and with your help it can rack up 700k notes on tumblr in 2024
no tumblr this doesnt need tags im releasing it into the wild as god intended
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