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sudsyv2 ยท 2 years ago
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Soap: I donโ€™t know why but itโ€™s been getting hard to sleep recently
Ghost: I could always knock you up.
Soap: wha
Ghost: I MEAN KNOCK OUT. I MEAN I COULD ALWAYS KNOCK YOU OUT-
*gaz cackling from the other side of the room*
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xentari94 ยท 1 year ago
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Okay so Iโ€™m going to put in my 2 cents on the matter of the mwiii ending. I wouldnโ€™t be me if I didnโ€™t write some semblance of a theory post. Maybe Iโ€™m in denial. If so I donโ€™t. fucking. care. Soap may not be my personal comfort character in the same sense like he is to so many others, but finding out about the campaign today has left me depressed as fuck over this ngl. I love Simon and Johnny so much ๐Ÿ’€ ๐Ÿงผ โค๏ธ And quite frankly this was some steaming FUCKING bullshittery that I will never accept. Soโ€ฆ without further a-due
SPOILERS!!!!
SPOILERS!!!!
SPOILERS!!!!
SPOILERS!!!!
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Now I havenโ€™t watched all of the campaign yet, so I canโ€™t get a solid feel of how rushed it is like people are saying. I started watching the first mission before I got distracted with the comment section on YouTube, and thatโ€™s when I found out what happens and the whole damn thing snowballed from there. Might go back and watch it later for the boys sake mainly, and to gather more accurate information. But Iโ€™ve seen enough to form a theory that Soap may not actually be dead.
Againโ€ฆ I know Iโ€™m probably just denial typing but if it helps then it helps ya know? And I like to put a bit of faith behind these, else there would be no point in making them.
So to start, we see Soap get shot and fall but to me personally our view of him was never close enough to determine if he was actually breathing or not. Man just got shot twice, at least once critical, any breathing gonna be labored as fuck Iโ€™d take it. Our only thing to go by is Price saying k.i.a out loud which- later I thought- Makarov may have been injured and ran, but he could still have men in the area watching the boys, reporting back to him anything that could have occurred after his bitchass self made his little bitchass exit. Soap could still have been alive, but in the moment the need to announce aloud that Makarov did him in was needed to keep his true status unknown to any potential unnecessary ears or planted bugs to help keep Soap that way until the rest of the boys could get him to medical.
The whole scene with Laswell redacting reports? At least Iโ€™m assuming thatโ€™s what that was, keeping information about the mission secure because the enemy is still out there. I tried reading it as it went, Iโ€™ll have to go back later and really pay attention to what was typed before it was marked out. Labeling Soap k.i.a again as possible cover up to keep him safe.
The ashes scene, while heart wrenching, is such an odd thing to jump to imo. Did Soap not have a family waiting for him? Never known otherwise unless I missed something along the way. I mean being realistic here the bodies of soldiers are usually sent back to the families if able. And Soap was still intact. So the team scattering ashes really doesnโ€™t make sense if you really think about it, if Soap was actually dead. Just automatically cremating him would be cruel. Yes Soap was a part of their team family โ€ฆ but not letting a possible blood family get their son backโ€ฆ unless there was a time skip and they were allowed some of Soaps ashesโ€ฆ idk.
On the other hand perhaps a possible family couldnโ€™t be notified of their sonโ€™s condition due to their safety potentially being in jeopardy. Now there is the matter of Soaps dog tags of course, who has those? Soaps family? Or maybe Ghost? I didnโ€™t see them nor hear mention of them so itโ€™s still too soon to say what happened with them. And if the boys needed a way to make soaps death look real. Needed to really send it and make it seem untraceable wellโ€ฆ tossing what looks to be ashes would be the best choice. While Soap is kept hidden away under constant surveillance as he hopefully recovers. Makarov could have eyes always on them. I wouldnโ€™t doubt that he did.
Just too many plotholes. Too many what ifs. Too soon to tell. Am I mad? Upset? Pissed? You betcha ass I am. I let my hopes get too high in believing the 141 would get some strong plot armor this go around. Ghost survived, can you blame me? A part of me just refuses to accept and believe Soap is gone. That my favorite duo is done. Big chance Iโ€™m wrong I know. But always a chance I could be right. A chance Iโ€™m willing to take.
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pjackk ยท 6 months ago
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Ÿ’๐Ÿ“๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿซ’๐Ÿฅฅ๐Ÿ‹โ€๐ŸŸฉ๐Ÿฅ‘๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฅ”๐Ÿฅ•๐ŸŒฝ๐ŸŒถ๐Ÿซ‘๐Ÿฅ’๐Ÿฅฌ๐Ÿฅฆ๐Ÿง„๐Ÿง…๐Ÿ„๐Ÿฅœ๐Ÿซ˜๐ŸŒฐ๐Ÿซš๐Ÿซ›๐Ÿ„โ€๐ŸŸซ๐Ÿž๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ–๐Ÿซ“๐Ÿฅจ๐Ÿฅฏ๐Ÿฅž๐Ÿง‡๐Ÿง€๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ—๐Ÿฅฉ๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿ”๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ•๐ŸŒญ๐Ÿฅช๐ŸŒฎ๐ŸŒฏ๐Ÿซ”๐Ÿฅ™๐Ÿง†๐Ÿฅš๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฅ˜๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿซ•๐Ÿฅฃ๐Ÿฅ—๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿงˆ๐Ÿง‚๐Ÿฅซ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿฆช๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅฎ๐Ÿก๐ŸฅŸ๐Ÿฅ ๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿง๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฅง๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿฅ›โ˜•๏ธ๐Ÿซ–๐Ÿต๐Ÿถ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿท๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน๐Ÿบ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿซ—๐Ÿฅค๐Ÿง‹๐Ÿงƒ๐Ÿง‰๐ŸงŠ๐Ÿฅข๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿด๐Ÿฅ„๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿซ™๐Ÿบ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒŽ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ—บ๐Ÿงญ๐Ÿ”โ›ฐ๏ธ๐ŸŒ‹๐Ÿ—ป๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ–๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿž๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ—๐Ÿงฑ๐Ÿชจ๐Ÿชต๐Ÿ›–๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿš๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ’’๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿ—ฝโ›ช๏ธ๐Ÿ•Œ๐Ÿ›•๐Ÿ•โ›ฉ๏ธ๐Ÿ•‹โ›ฒ๏ธโ›บ๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒƒ๐Ÿ™๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ…๐ŸŒ†๐ŸŒ‡๐ŸŒ‰โ™จ๏ธ๐ŸŽ ๐Ÿ›๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽข๐Ÿ’ˆ๐ŸŽช๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš๐Ÿš„๐Ÿš…๐Ÿš†๐Ÿš‡๐Ÿšˆ๐Ÿš‰๐ŸšŠ๐Ÿš๐Ÿšž๐Ÿš‹๐ŸšŒ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŽ๐Ÿš๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš“๐Ÿš”๐Ÿš•๐Ÿš–๐Ÿš—๐Ÿš˜๐Ÿš™๐Ÿ›ป๐Ÿšš๐Ÿš›๐Ÿšœ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ›ต๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ›บ๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿ›ด๐Ÿ›น๐Ÿ›ผ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ฃ๐Ÿ›ค๐Ÿ›ขโ›ฝ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ž๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿšฅ๐Ÿšฆ๐Ÿ›‘๐Ÿšงโš“๏ธ๐Ÿ›Ÿโ›ต๏ธ๐Ÿ›ถ๐Ÿšค๐Ÿ›ณโ›ด๏ธ๐Ÿ›ฅ๐Ÿšขโœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ฉ๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ›ฌ๐Ÿช‚๐Ÿ’บ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŸ๐Ÿš ๐Ÿšก๐Ÿ›ฐ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ›ธ๐Ÿ›Ž๐ŸงณโŒ›๏ธโณ๏ธโŒš๏ธโฐ๏ธโฑ๏ธโฒ๏ธ๐Ÿ•ฐ๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ•ง๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ•‘๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•ž๐Ÿ•“๐Ÿ•Ÿ๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ••๐Ÿ•ก๐Ÿ•–๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ•ฃ๐Ÿ•˜๐Ÿ•ค๐Ÿ•™๐Ÿ•ฅ๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•ฆ๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ’๐ŸŒ“๐ŸŒ”๐ŸŒ•๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ—๐ŸŒ˜๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒ›๐ŸŒœ๐ŸŒกโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒž๐Ÿชโญ๏ธ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒŒโ˜๏ธโ›…๏ธโ›ˆ๏ธ๐ŸŒค๐ŸŒฅ๐ŸŒฆ๐ŸŒง๐ŸŒจ๐ŸŒฉ๐ŸŒช๐ŸŒซ๐ŸŒฌ๐ŸŒ€๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒ‚โ˜‚๏ธโ˜”๏ธโ›ฑ๏ธโšก๏ธโ„๏ธโ˜ƒ๏ธโ›„๏ธโ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ง๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŽƒ๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽ‡๐Ÿงจโœจ๏ธ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽ‹๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ‘๐Ÿงง๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ—๐ŸŽŸ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽ–๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ…๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿฅˆ๐Ÿฅ‰โšฝ๏ธโšพ๏ธ๐ŸฅŽ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŽพ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŽณ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿธ๐ŸฅŠ๐Ÿฅ‹๐Ÿฅ…โ›ณ๏ธโ›ธ๏ธ๐ŸŽฃ๐Ÿคฟ๐ŸŽฝ๐ŸŽฟ๐Ÿ›ท๐ŸฅŒ๐ŸŽฏ๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช๐ŸŽฑ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿช„๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿชฌ๐ŸŽฎ๐Ÿ•น๐ŸŽฐ๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿงฉ๐Ÿงธ๐Ÿช…๐Ÿชฉ๐Ÿช†โ™ ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฆ๏ธโ™ฃ๏ธโ™Ÿ๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ€„๐ŸŽด๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿ–ผ๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿงต๐Ÿชก๐Ÿงถ๐Ÿชข๐Ÿ‘“๐Ÿ•ถ๐Ÿฅฝ๐Ÿฅผ๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿ‘”๐Ÿ‘•๐Ÿ‘–๐Ÿงฃ๐Ÿงค๐Ÿงฅ๐Ÿงฆ๐Ÿ‘—๐Ÿ‘˜๐Ÿฅป๐Ÿฉฑ๐Ÿฉฒ๐Ÿฉณ๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿ‘š๐Ÿชญ๐Ÿ‘›๐Ÿ‘œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ›๐ŸŽ’๐Ÿฉด๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿฅฟ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ‘ก๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿชฎ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ‘’๐ŸŽฉ๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿงข๐Ÿช–โ›‘๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿ”‡๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ”‰๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ“ข๐Ÿ“ฃ๐Ÿ“ฏ๐Ÿ””๐Ÿ”•๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽ™๐ŸŽš๐ŸŽ›๐ŸŽค๐ŸŽง๐Ÿ“ป๐ŸŽท๐Ÿช—๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽบ๐ŸŽป๐Ÿช•๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿช˜๐Ÿช‡๐Ÿชˆ๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ“ฒโ˜Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“ž๐Ÿ“Ÿ๐Ÿ“ ๐Ÿ”‹๐Ÿชซ๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ–ฅ๐Ÿ–จโŒจ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฑ๐Ÿ–ฒ๐Ÿ’ฝ๐Ÿ’พ๐Ÿ’ฟ๐Ÿ“€๐Ÿงฎ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๐Ÿ“ฝ๐ŸŽฌ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ“ธ๐Ÿ“น๐Ÿ“ผ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿ•ฏ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿช”๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“—๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ““๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ“ƒ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ“„๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ—ž๐Ÿ“‘๐Ÿ”–๐Ÿท๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿช™๐Ÿ’ด๐Ÿ’ต๐Ÿ’ถ๐Ÿ’ท๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ณ๐Ÿงพโœ‰๏ธ๐Ÿ“ง๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ“ฉ๐Ÿ“ค๐Ÿ“ฅ๐Ÿ“ฆ๐Ÿ“ซ๐Ÿ“ช๐Ÿ“ฌ๐Ÿ“ญ๐Ÿ“ฎ๐Ÿ—ณโœ๏ธโœ’๏ธ๐Ÿ–‹๐Ÿ–Š๐Ÿ–Œ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“‚๐Ÿ—‚๐Ÿ“…๐Ÿ“†๐Ÿ—’๐Ÿ—“๐Ÿ“‡๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿ“Š๐Ÿ“‹๐Ÿ“Œ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“Ž๐Ÿ–‡๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“โœ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ—ƒ๐Ÿ—„๐Ÿ—‘๐Ÿ”’๐Ÿ”“๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‘๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ”จ๐Ÿช“โ›๏ธโš’๏ธ๐Ÿ› ๐Ÿ—กโš”๏ธ๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿชƒ๐Ÿน๐Ÿ›ก๐Ÿชš๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿช›๐Ÿ”ฉโš™๏ธ๐Ÿ—œโš–๏ธ๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ”—โ›“๏ธโ›“๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿช๐Ÿงฐ๐Ÿงฒ๐Ÿชœโš—๏ธ๐Ÿงช๐Ÿงซ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿ“ก๐Ÿ’‰๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿ’Š๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿฉผ๐Ÿฉบ๐Ÿฉป๐Ÿšช๐Ÿ›—๐Ÿชž๐ŸชŸ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›‹๐Ÿช‘๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿช ๐Ÿšฟ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿชค๐Ÿช’๐Ÿงด๐Ÿงท๐Ÿงน๐Ÿงบ๐Ÿงป๐Ÿชฃ๐Ÿงผ๐Ÿซง๐Ÿชฅ๐Ÿงฝ๐Ÿงฏ๐Ÿ›’๐Ÿšฌโšฐ๏ธ๐Ÿชฆโšฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿชง๐Ÿชช๐Ÿง๐Ÿšฎ๐Ÿšฐโ™ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿšน๐Ÿšบ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿšผ๐Ÿšพ๐Ÿ›‚๐Ÿ›ƒ๐Ÿ›„๐Ÿ›…โš ๏ธ๐Ÿšธโ›”๏ธ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿšณ๐Ÿšญ๐Ÿšฏ๐Ÿšฑ๐Ÿšท๐Ÿ“ต๐Ÿ”žโ˜ข๏ธโ˜ฃ๏ธโฌ†๏ธโ†—๏ธโžก๏ธโ†˜๏ธโฌ‡๏ธโ†™๏ธโฌ…๏ธโ†–๏ธโ†•๏ธโ†”๏ธโ†ฉ๏ธโ†ช๏ธโคด๏ธโคต๏ธ๐Ÿ”ƒ๐Ÿ”„๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿ”œ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ›โš›๏ธ๐Ÿ•‰โœก๏ธโ˜ธ๏ธโ˜ฏ๏ธโœ๏ธโ˜ฆ๏ธโ˜ช๏ธโ˜ฎ๏ธ๐Ÿ•Ž๐Ÿ”ฏ๐Ÿชฏโ™ˆ๏ธโ™‰๏ธโ™Š๏ธโ™‹๏ธโ™Œ๏ธโ™๏ธโ™Ž๏ธโ™๏ธโ™๏ธโ™‘๏ธโ™’๏ธโ™“๏ธโ›Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ”€๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‚โ–ถ๏ธโฉ๏ธโญ๏ธโฏ๏ธโ—€๏ธโช๏ธโฎ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ผโซ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฝโฌ๏ธโธ๏ธโน๏ธโบ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ŸŽฆ๐Ÿ”…๐Ÿ”†๐Ÿ“ถ๐Ÿ›œ๐Ÿ“ณ๐Ÿ“ดโ™€๏ธโ™‚๏ธโšง๏ธโœ–๏ธโž•๏ธโž–๏ธโž—๏ธ๐ŸŸฐโ™พ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธโ‰๏ธโ“๏ธโ”๏ธโ•๏ธโ—๏ธใ€ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฑ๐Ÿ’ฒโš•๏ธโ™ป๏ธโšœ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฑ๐Ÿ“›๐Ÿ”ฐโญ•๏ธโœ…๏ธโ˜‘๏ธโœ”๏ธโŒ๏ธโŽ๏ธโžฐ๏ธโžฟ๏ธใ€ฝ๏ธโœณ๏ธโœด๏ธโ‡๏ธยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธโ„ข๏ธ#๏ธโƒฃ*๏ธโƒฃ0๏ธโƒฃ1๏ธโƒฃ2๏ธโƒฃ3๏ธโƒฃ4๏ธโƒฃ5๏ธโƒฃ6๏ธโƒฃ7๏ธโƒฃ8๏ธโƒฃ9๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿ”Ÿ๐Ÿ” ๐Ÿ”ก๐Ÿ”ข๐Ÿ”ฃ๐Ÿ”ค๐Ÿ…ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ†Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ†‘๏ธ๐Ÿ†’๏ธ๐Ÿ†“๏ธโ„น๏ธ๐Ÿ†”๏ธโ“‚๏ธ๐Ÿ†•๏ธ๐Ÿ†–๏ธ๐Ÿ…พ๏ธ๐Ÿ†—๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ†˜๏ธ๐Ÿ†™๏ธ๐Ÿ†š๏ธ๐Ÿˆ๏ธ๐Ÿˆ‚๏ธ๐Ÿˆท๏ธ๐Ÿˆถ๏ธ๐Ÿˆฏ๏ธ๐Ÿ‰๏ธ๐Ÿˆน๏ธ๐Ÿˆš๏ธ๐Ÿˆฒ๏ธ๐Ÿ‰‘๏ธ๐Ÿˆธ๏ธ๐Ÿˆด๏ธ๐Ÿˆณ๏ธใŠ—๏ธใŠ™๏ธ๐Ÿˆบ๏ธ๐Ÿˆต๏ธ๐Ÿ”ด๐ŸŸ ๐ŸŸก๐ŸŸข๐Ÿ”ต๐ŸŸฃ๐ŸŸคโšช๏ธโšซ๏ธ๐ŸŸฅ๐ŸŸง๐ŸŸจ๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸฆ๐ŸŸช๐ŸŸซโฌ›โฌœ๏ธโ—ผ๏ธโ—ป๏ธโ—พ๏ธโ—ฝ๏ธโ–ช๏ธโ–ซ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ถ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ท๏ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๏ธ๐Ÿ”น๏ธ๐Ÿ”บ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ป๐Ÿ’ ๐Ÿ”˜๐Ÿ”ฒ๐Ÿ”ณ๐Ÿ๐Ÿšฉ๐Ÿด๐Ÿณ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธ๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡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papaya-twinks ยท 4 months ago
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hard launch - l.n
Warnings: sexual innuendos
Pairing: Lando Norris x fem!reader
โ€œLando, what the fuck have you done?โ€ you groaned as your boyfriend walked into room. โ€œWhat have I done this time?โ€ he huffed, sitting beside you on the bed, pressing a kiss to your cheek.ย ย โ€œOh donโ€™t give me that,โ€ you grumbled, not pushing him away as he huffed. โ€œY/N,โ€he whined, โ€œI didnโ€™t do anything, not this time anyways,โ€. You muttered something incoherent as he raised an eyebrow.
ย โ€œDonโ€™t mutter,โ€ he warned, a statement Lando usually said when you mumbled under your breath. โ€œYou muppet, look,โ€ uni grabbed his wrist, tugging his sleeve back and showing him his arm. Lando raised an eyebrow, staring at the assortment of beaded bracelet adorning his wrist. โ€œYour point?โ€ has asked, cocking his head. Your finger intertwined with the top bracelet, the name โ€˜Y/Nโ€™ etched on it.ย 
โ€œEveryone saw it! When you did autographs,โ€ you said. โ€œShit,โ€ Lando gasped, hand on his mouth - your relationship was supposed to beย secret. โ€œLan, socialโ€™s gone crazy about it,โ€ you huffed, your boyfriend turning a shade of red at his own stupidity. โ€œIโ€™m so dumb,โ€ he groaned, his head on your shoulder as he rubbed his face, pinching the bridge of his nose, a tired expression across his face.ย 
โ€œWeโ€™ve kept it a secret for a while,โ€ you shrugged, your hand coming to draw small circles on his arm, his tense muscles relaxing with your touch. โ€œWhat you saying?โ€ he mumbled into your skin, head buried into the crook of your neck. โ€œMaybeโ€ฆmaybe itโ€™s time tell the world,โ€ you said quietly, Landoโ€™s gaze raising to meet yours.ย 
โ€œYou think so?โ€ he said, a small smile etched across his pretty features. โ€œYeah,โ€ you nodded, a grin on your face as he nestled back into you. โ€œSoft launch?โ€ he asked, hand intertwining with yours as he shrugged his hoodie off, resting on you as you rubbed soothing circles across his back and arm. โ€œHard launch, of course. What kinda person do you take me for?โ€ you scrunched your nose as he snorted.ย 
โ€œYeah, yeah,โ€ Lando rolled his eyes, shaking his head at your dramatic expression. โ€œYou do it,โ€ he said, โ€˜you do the hard launch,โ€. You nodded, taking your phone out as he leaned forwards to peek at your device, staring at the words you typed.ย 
y/n
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caption: so im, like, dating him and stuff like ๐Ÿ˜
landonorris:ย like yeah basically im kinda into uย 
->ย y/n:ย boomerย 
landonorris:ย PLEASE ๐Ÿ˜ซ JUST ๐Ÿ’ž ONE 1๏ธโƒฃ CHANCE ๐Ÿบ
->ย charlesleclerc:ย landoโ€™s the alpha, confirmed?
user1:ย how has Lando pulled such a fittie tho letโ€™s be realย 
->ย y/n:ย Carlos wasnโ€™t freeย 
->ย landonorris:ย letโ€™s be real, u were screaming when I was balls deep in u last nightย 
->ย mclaren: Lando. We would like to see you for PR training.ย 
user2:ย bro, Landoโ€™s in Woking pr jail ๐Ÿ’€
landonorris:ย Y/N ๐Ÿ˜ณ PLEASE ๐Ÿ™ ILL ๐Ÿงผ GET ๐Ÿ˜ ON ๐Ÿ’“ MY ๐Ÿบ HANDS ๐Ÿ™Œ AND ๐Ÿ’ž KNEES ๐ŸงŽ FORย ย ๐Ÿ˜„ YOU ๐Ÿค“ JUST ๐Ÿ˜ค ONE 1๏ธโƒฃ CHANCE ๐Ÿ˜ณ
->ย y/n:ย lando. stop. im taken ๐Ÿ™
->ย landonorris:ย by WHOย 
->ย lilymhe:ย meย 
->ย carmenmundt:ย meย 
->ย kika.gomes:ย me
->ย landonorris:ย all of u suck and r irrelevantย 
landonorris:ย I love uuuuuuu โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
->ย danielricciardo:ย I love u too ๐Ÿฅน
->ย y/n:ย @/danielricciardo FUCK U BITCH
->ย danielricciardo:ย canโ€™t hear u over Lando screaming and moaning in my ear ๐Ÿ˜ผ
->ย y/n:ย I hate u ๐Ÿ’”
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mykneeshurt ยท 2 years ago
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Taking panties off infront of our 141 boys and Alejandro and Rudy to tease them๐Ÿคช how would they react to that
I hope this is ok!! Tried to keep it gender neutral, let me know if it needs changing! โค๏ธ Iโ€™d love to tease all these men. I wrote this whilst watching Mr Roukin whimpering in Turn. I canโ€™t breathe โ€ฆ Iโ€™m feral.
Price ๐Ÿฅƒ
Price would roll his eyes playfully at you. โ€˜Really love? Now?โ€™ Throwing down his pen on his work, a smirk half hidden by his beard.
Heโ€™d sit in his chair, legs and hips spread signalling you to continue your master plan. Throwing your panties at him heโ€™d catch them and stuff them into his pocket.
Heโ€™d beckon you to come closer, within his grasp and growl to himself. โ€˜God I love your arse.โ€™
Pulling you onto him heโ€™d pepper kisses long your neck, youโ€™d go to grab your panties from his pocket. But heโ€™d stop you, โ€˜you can come and get these from my room later love.โ€™
Soap ๐Ÿงผ
Soap would be like a dog with a bone. โ€˜Jesus Christโ€™ heโ€™d whisper to himself in disbelief. โ€˜Youโ€™re fuckin incredible.โ€™
Youโ€™d tease him constantly, moving your panties out of his grasp as he tries to reach for them.
โ€˜Such a teaseโ€™ heโ€™d chuckle. Palming at his hardening crotch he wanted to ravage you, claim you with fierce passion.
Youโ€™d giggle as you show your centre to him, dangling your panties in front of you. Like a red flag to a bull. Oh he was gonna make you pay when he could get his hands on you.
Ghost ๐Ÿ’€
Ghost was in the gym and just started his last set of reps when you walked past and dropped your panties on his chest.
The weight above his head threatened to fall upon him, you stood over him with a twinkle in your eye. โ€˜Fuckโ€™ he grunted as he put the weighted bar back on the rack.
As he sits up heโ€™d play with the fabric between his fingers, with a lustful gaze heโ€™d look up at you. โ€˜Minxโ€™ heโ€™d smile under the mask.
Heโ€™d pull you in close โ€˜I suggest you get to my room and take off the rest of your clothes.โ€™
Gaz ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง
Waiting for the meeting to commence you send over a video to Gaz. His phone vibrates as you stare at him a smirk tugging at your lips.
He opens the video as sees you slowly pulling down your panties, swiping them across your tongue. You then get dressed blowing a kiss at the phone.
Dressed in the exact same clothes youโ€™re in now. He looks up at you, speechless. Quickly putting his phone back into his pocket. You wink at him as you slowly spread your legs under the table.
Offering him a clothed glimpse of whatโ€™s waiting for him. He struggles to keep his mouth closed at your boldness. Oh heโ€™d have to teach you lesson later.
Alejandro ๐ŸŒน
Oh Alejandro. To be honest if you took off your panties in-front of him heโ€™s ravaging you. Endless amounts of passion and Spanish expletives whispered into your ear.
Thatโ€™s it. Heโ€™s having you there and then. End of.
Rudy โค๏ธ
Baby boy. Rudy would be bashful like Gaz but would be overcome with passion. Heโ€™d initially be speechless. โ€˜What are you doing?โ€™ Heโ€™d giggle, like a school boy.
You tease him more, โ€˜come and get me handsomeโ€™ as you run out of his office. Heโ€™d chase you down and pull you close to him โ€˜so naughty mi amor.โ€™
Because you teased him heโ€™s gonna tease you. Heโ€™d slowly trail his hands over your centre, small kisses and bites along your neck.
The tables have turned, you wanted to tease him but Rudys gonna be having fun with you tonight.
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yakowo ยท 1 year ago
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๐Ÿ’€โค๏ธ๐Ÿงผ as a birthday gift for my friend โœจ
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yeenybeanies ยท 1 year ago
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some good olโ€™ ghoap for the soul ๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿงผโค๏ธ
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tsukibyeollie ยท 1 year ago
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"Thought we lost you."
They got separated on the battlefield and reunited hours later. ๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿงผ
โœจ Available as a print on my INPRNT! โค๏ธ โœจ
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starrynights-and-rainyfanarts ยท 1 year ago
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The squeezer is now the squeezed โ™ฅ๐Ÿงผ๐Ÿ’€โค๏ธ
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alexgscod ยท 8 months ago
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๐Ÿงผโค๏ธ๐Ÿถ๐Ÿ’€
Twitter / Patreon for NSFW & Extra / DA
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callofdudes ยท 2 years ago
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could you do some hcs for platonic 141 and a techie/hacker reader? iโ€™d love to see your take on their friendship with someone like that :) also love your work, thanks for making so many cool hcs and scenarios ๐Ÿฅฐโค๏ธโค๏ธ
I like this. This is good. ๐Ÿ˜„ Also thank you! I hope you enjoy your headcanons.
141 with a hacker/tech oriented teammate
Ghost ๐Ÿ’€
Ghost is somewhat of a hacker himself. In the 09 game Ghost is the 141's hacker. Simon is in love with computers and codes. It's something of a hobby.
So when he meets you and discovers you are also a whizz with computers he's thrilled.
You two are both set up to work together and this is what brings you closer, bonding over your your shared skill set.
Sometimes you'll go to Ghost if you are having a particularly difficult problem, and him vice versa.
And despite Simon knowing everything there is to know about a computer from it's chip, to it's processing hardware, to the INS and outs of connecting wirelessly to and encrypted computer- he cannot figure out his own fucking phone.
Yeah yeah, laugh it up. He knows how to use it but sometimes he's socially inept.
"Sergeant. Johnny just sent me a link to this site... He put a smiley face emoji, and a... Heart?? Is this a threat?"
You take one took at the url and cringe. "Just ignore it. Don't click on it. I'm going to restrict Johnny's network access right now!"
Simon nods, not questioning it. Though he is curious what this site it. Knowing Johnny it can't be something innocent.
Simon also loves to spend his free time making complicated encrypted codes for you to puzzle through. If you're feeling bored he'll flip you a USB and tell you to clear the malware in an hour.
It's always fun.
And it's really what got the two of you close in the first place.
Simon always reaches out for your help in missions first.
"Y/n, can you open the door, it's blocked?"
"Is it online?"
"Bloody- yes it's online."
"Is there a key card for it??"
"Yeah... But I don't want to go look for it."
You chuckle. "Alright big guy, give me 2 seconds."
Johnny is scared of you two.
He came into the kitchen one morning and heard you using foreign 16 letter words and strange alien language while reading a book on computer engineering with Ghost. Worst part was, he spoke the strange language back!
Johnny thinks your aliens for a half minute until you define the words for him and he's good to go.
Simon knows you're a hacker, but he also tried to figure out your other hobbies. Like, maybe you take long walks around the neighborhood in the morning?? Or you play volleyball. Something like that.
He spends most of his time with you. He just likes hanging out with you in general. And after you rigged up a PS5 to the old ass TV in the common room it's been nonstop fun off duty.
He takes it upon himself to train you. You're both skilled but if there is something you aren't sure of or haven't faced before in your military training you'll go to him. And he's always willing to help.
Overall, Ghost really likes you. And he admires your skill. One day you might be as good a hacker as him ๐Ÿ˜‰
Soap ๐Ÿงผ
You and Johnny are much more similar than you might think. Johnny does a bit of his own hacking when it comes to delaying a bomb, rewiring them or defusing them all together. So he knows a good thing or two.
He does a little bit of hacking, nothing spectacular like you or Ghost though.
Definitely asks you to hack the PS store so he can get more game points.
Asks you about video games in general. Yes, sure, your hacking is very professional and you use it for the missions but what about videogames!?
You find that jimmy rigging things for Johnny is just the best way to show your love. He came to you one afternoon asking if you could make one of his headphones play music and the other receive comms. From the others.
Silly Johnny.
Will ask you to somehow get the Christmas lights in his room connected to the main power. He is very disappointed when you tell him that electrician is a very different job from technician.
Will probably ask you to teach him some more advanced hacky stuff when he can. Definitely doesn't ask you for help pranking the recruits when it's tech involved. And you definitely don't occasionally help him.
Johnny is a bit scared by all the computer books on your shelf and all the big words inside. Your equally as scared by his quantum mechanics books and all his explosives manuals.
It's equal honestly.
He is like Ghost in the sense that when he could just ask you to do something for him instead of looking everywhere for something.
"Y/nnnnnnnn" he whines.
"What's up Johnny? Are you in the building yet??"
"No, it's locked and I don't know the code."
"Is it written down somewhere??"
"Y/n, could you just.... Open it??"
You chuckle. "Give me a minute buddy."
The door clicks and turns green. "Yippee! ๐Ÿ˜" And in he goes.
You've found you need to wipe his phone every other month and set him up with an antivirus you need to remind him to pay for. Because he connects to any and all networks without a care.
MacDonald?? Connected. Ghost's hotspot?? Connected. Some random printer with one bar?? Definitely connected.
He's just kinda dumb like that.
You set up a little class for him about malware just to remind him.
You've started restricting his phone time so he can only use it for 4 hours a day before it completely shuts off. Just to tease him. Until he goes to Price and tattles โ˜น๏ธ
Johnny just thinks it's cool as shit. He didn't know it was an actual job for you? Like that's dope!
He likes to find different computer kits for you. The type of guy to dig old computers from the garbage and unpack it to get to the mother board.
If he finds a chip in there or a hard drive obviously he's gonna ask you to open it so he can snoop.
Johnny thinks your talent is really cool. He thinks you're really cool. And when you sit down and play video games with him even without all the hackers skill he still has fun.
Occasionally you are surprised when Johnny pulls out a super smash bros move so insane no one would ever attempt it in their right mind and wins.
So you both surprise each other with your different skills. You teach Johnny about computers, he teaches you about science and big things that go boom.
It's a nice partnership. Johnny would give this relationship 5 whole stars!!
Gaz ๐Ÿงข
It immediately interests him. He's no hacker by trade, he has as much skill in the concept as Johnny does. But it really does catch his attention.
Wanting to spend a lot of his time alone, sometimes he enjoys just sitting there and watching you click away on your computer.
You even teach him a few things. Sometimes he'll feel like pointing out a code he's unfamiliar with or something else you do, and you're always happy to teach him.
Gaz is much quieter than the others, so you decide to make up some better headphones for him when on base so he can get the full quiet atmosphere experience.
He really like the glowing keyboard you have. (You know the one) he really likes it.
He isn't one to use you as a cheat code but sometimes you just like to spoil him. He doesn't want to ask you for unnecessary help when you are helping Captain Price across the building.
"Bloody hell, where is that stupid passcode!?" He looks around the desk, scattering papers in a hurry. If he doesn't get in this computer he would definitely be caught.
"Having some trouble Gaz??"
"I'm fine. Where is Captain Price at??"
You hum. Suddenly the computer in front of him flickers onto a loading screen and freezes. Several lines of code flash over the screen.
"Don't worry, using the wireless connection you set up earlier..."
The computer flashed on, past the passcode screen. "All clear sergeant."
He can't help chuckling. "Thanks."
He's 100% in the know of where to find all the best books and will often scan your shelves to see if your missing a volume of anything or if there is a new book he could get you.
He tries to make stuff for you. Like little computer decorations. It's a hobby of his making little decals and stickers, so your computer is glamorized in all of Gaz's little gifts.
Gaz isn't as interested in your computer sciences as Johnny, but he's also the only one you'll find lounging in your office at 2 in the morning reading one of your coding books because he couldn't sleep.
You flick on the lights in your office, startled when you see someone sitting in your chair. You sigh in relief when you see it's on Gaz, passed out with your heavy textbook open on his chest.
"Aw, buddy." You come over and gently tip his hat down, pulling the book from his arms. You slip a bookmark in it and place it on your desk for later.
He's much too heavy to lift him, so you drape a throw blanket over him and turn the lights off. You can do your stuff later.
Gaz thinks you're really cool. He likes to hang out with you and learn more about you. And you like learning more about him.
You're the type of friends to lay on his bed for hours saying nothing but happy in each other's presence. You could be on your computer and he can be reading. But each other's presence is what makes the interaction special, even if you don't talk.
Gaz is glad you came to the team. Your a good asset and a good friend.
Price ๐Ÿฅƒ
Your skills were what attracted Price to you first. He wanted you on his team once he heard of your level of skill. It would be nice to have two techies at his disposal.
But he didn't expect how well you'd get along with his soldiers. You were a tight knit group almost immediately, he couldn't ask for it differently.
He admires how much you care for the others, and how you're willing to use your skills to do seemingly silly things for the boys.
You're very smart, and he loves when you info dump on him. He's old enough that most of the topics you bring up he is familiar with. Maybe not a genius but you get used to certain terms and trades when you've been serving as long as he has.
And you're always surprised when he has a little tidbit of information to add to the conversation.
Now don't get me wrong, Price is very technologically aware. He can set off a missile by the flick of his wrist and shut down enemy hardware within an inch of his skin. But he doesn't know what to do when Facebook crashes.
Whether he overthinks it or he's just kinda stupid, you'll never know.
You might just be the hacker but he's always asking your opinion things. "These are electric doors, what would be the best way to get them open without attracting attention??"
Always gets your opinion.
He is the dad who will get you everything you need to further your hobby/job in the task force.
He always gets you new books and cool looking hardware.
"Knock knock."
You close your laptop halfway and pull off your headphones. "Come in."
Price smiles when he comes in, seeing you all set up on your bed. "Hey kiddo."
"Hey captain, need something?"
Price sat down and looked at what you were working on. "is that the new game Johnny has been ranting about you making him??"
"Yeah, it's just a simple code like the Google dinosaur game, I don't know why he's so excited ๐Ÿ˜…"
"Well, maybe these will help?" He pulls up a bag full of a couple books you'd been talking about buying of they weren't almost 50$ each.
"Price??" You pulled out the books. "Oh thank you."
"Any time." He ruffles your hair.
Literally the most supportive dad.
Sorry but you are his child now. He has adopted you into his little found family.
Again, he really likes letting you talk to him about what you're doing when you're on your computer.
And you've saved his butt more than once with your quick skills.
"I've got the wires set up y/n, it's your turn."
"I'm on, give me two seconds."
"Good, we don't want them to get alerted, Johnny and Gaz are near the west hall."
"Aaaaalright..." You are quiet for a moment. "Ok, cameras are blocked, you're free to move around."
"Copy that sergeant."
Like I said, supportive and protective dad.
You've been amazing support for the team both as a teammate and a friend. Overall he's really glad that you're a part of the team. Very valued, very loved.
He's glad he met you.
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resident-idiot-simp ยท 10 months ago
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Haya everyone Resi here
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My pronouns are She/Her (above 18) and I am somehow not any form of fruity ยฏโ \โ _โ (โ ใƒ„โ )โ _โ /โ ยฏ (well I might be a bit Aro/Ace but I don't really care)
I apologize beforehand because I cannot type dysgraphia is a bitch (I also use voice to type I am not sorry) and I'm also your local Southerner and Christian (tasteful kind) here in the U.S. of A.
I am riddled with the ADHD and I am here to commit arson and have fun.
I love answering asks and questions (especially about my fics) so please shoot me any you have ๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿฉท
Tags on my blog:
#Resi Responds #Resi's breakdowns
#Resi's shorts #Resi's Life
#wendi!verse #Deer!Ghost
#walks up to mic #09 angst
#Deadclaw's Adoption Agency
Most current hyper fixation:
๐ŸงผMw๐Ÿ’€ & โค๏ธDp&W๐Ÿ’›
My fics :
DP&W
(how I picture the characters)
Deadclawโ€™s Adoption Agency- Wade and Logan end up adopting an army of misfits and create a home for those without one.
Meeting the Uncle- What happens when Laura runs into Sabretooth in the void?
What Comes Around Goes Around- The X-Men don't know how to feel about this new logan and have some horrible realizations about their own
Bloodline Spite- Laura doesn't like the X-men because of how they treated Logan
The Spider and The Mini Wolverine- Peter befriends Laura and the Avengers are in for a shock
Past Ghosts- Steve meets a man he thought long dead
COD
(Not a fic but the Captain MacTavish essay also characterization)
The Family Reunion- What if Soap's cousin saw him again after years of no contact?
An Outsiders Thoughts- What do others see when observing Soap and Ghost
The Uncle- What if Joseph didn't die and Ghost gets to be an uncle
Comfort- Soap gets overstimulated and Ghost helps comfort him
The Loaned Sergeant- Since Soap is so used to Ghost as his LT how would he work with another Lieutenant?
The Old Team- What happens when Soap meets his old team?
Soap and MacTavish- What if Soap meets Captain MacTavish?
Time Kept Ticking- Soap's Family thinks he's dead, but he comes knocking on their door how will they react?
Your a CAPTAIN?!- What if the original 141 were canon in the same universe as their reboot counterparts and Soap with Ghost were using the task force as a cover for their own team?
Don't Dish Out What You Can't Take- Soap and Ghost have a badass kid
Hunger- Ghost is a wendigo because it fits so well!!
The BAU Meet SoapGhost- The BAU deal with John 'Soap' MacTavish and Simon 'Ghost' Riley
The Prince & his Knight- Soap is a prince Ghost is a knight what will happen when Soap I told to court someone?
I haven't Talked to You Since last Year- Simon keeps making jokes and Soap is NOT having it
The Mistake- What if after Roba Tommy kicks Simon out?
Favored by the Crows- Ghost gains an army of crows
Task Force Try Playing Games With Civilians- The 141 play laser tag and paintball with some civilians
What People Around and On Base See- MORE POVS ON YOUR FAVORITE IDIOTS
Alone Time Interrupted by Your Team- Captain MacTavish is rudely interrupted by his team during his not so alone alone time
Cowboy Dan- Cowboy Dan is so Ghost-coded I needed to write a fic so decided to make it sad and about Soap becoming Ghost after Ghost died.
A Little Help- Ghost helps preen Soap's wings
A Little Pick-Me-Up With Company- Soap offers fresh blood to Ghost so they can escape a sticky situation while Price is an unwitting watcher
Jailbirds- Soap and Ghost get arrested on a mission gone wrong
A Preventable Fate- 09 Angst regarding Price not being a good person
What is With Those Two?- Model Ghost and Football player Soap are following each other on social media and the fans just realized
Feeding Your God- 09 Ghost as a lore accurate wendigo (Azilver wrote a story based off of this go read it! Also it has fanart that also works for my fic)
Accidental Mate Acquisition- Seal Mer Soap sees Ghost as his mate what will they do?
The Captain Blowing Off Steam- The Captain has his way with Riley who is just happy to be there
Mama Bear- Mama bear Beth
What do you need?- The Captain has visitors while having his way with Riley
Matching Smiles- Soap has a Glasgow smile
How Did This Snowball so Bad?! - Soap and Ghost experience their first heat/rut together
Relief- Soap with swollen balls needing relief and Ghost offering to help.
Wisper From the Woods - Wendigo Roach activities including but not limited to eating Graves
Mending of Broken Souls - Past meet their future selves (part of this event I hosted)
Love Bites- Vampire Riley getting less traumatized with some TLC from his Captain
Team Bonding- Team bonding over how the 141 imagine Captain MacTavish is like in bed and how badly everyone wants him.
MacTavish and Riley Take on the Apocalypse- Wendi!Verse meets TWD and interacts with the termites (also another small snippet for nine lives)
Feed Your Local Vampire they get Hangry- Vampire MacTavish and willing blood bag Riley
FNAF
Empire of dirt- Ever wanted to know what others in Hurricane thought of the Aftons well wonder no longer!
The Ghost & The Bear- Freddy's POV on a ghost Michael
Final Encore- What would happen if Michael met the crew in Security Breach
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alamogirl80 ยท 1 year ago
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How does Ghost pine?
Violently. ๐Ÿ’€ โค๏ธ๐Ÿงผ
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middle-o-nowhere ยท 3 months ago
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COD scenario: clothes theif
Ghost: going through his closet and noticing half his clothes have gone missing. Only to realize thatโ€™s probably why MacTavishโ€™s outfits have been looking awfully familiar latelyโ€ฆ
Soap: Has casually been taking a new shirt from ghost every time heโ€™s over, wether itโ€™s on purpose or he absentmindedly steals it because he ended up wearing it.
And everyone else on base immediately noticed and caught in to what was happening, but never said anything. It just never clicked for Ghost until this moment.
After this realization, Ghost wanted to see how long this would go on for, but then decided it would be more fun to start going on night missions while Johnnyโ€™s asleep (wether in his own bed or with Ghost) to take back a shirt or two until he says something. Eventually he managed to get everything back, with Soap being none the wiser, so he starts taking Johnnyโ€™s own clothes as payback.
Soap never realizes whatโ€™s happened until one day Ghost calls Soap saying he needs help with something and to come to his quarters. Soap arrives to sees Ghost stuck in one of Johnnyโ€™s shirts that he tried to put on but it was too small for him.
Soap: *bursts into laughter*
Ghost: Shut up and help meโ€ฆ
Soap: Nae, I think I like ye better like this.
Ghost: SOAP.
Soap: Although I didnโ€™t think I left a shirt here last night, but I like the view anyways~
Ghost: [pause] โ€ฆHelp me or Iโ€™m shredding all your clothes Iโ€™ve stoleโ€ฆ With my M4.
Soap: IT WAS YOU?!?!
๐Ÿงผโค๏ธ๐Ÿ’€~
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mykneeshurt ยท 2 years ago
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Hello! I was wondering what you think 141 & Alejandro, Kรถnig & Rudyโ€™s reactions be if their partner tried to get out of bed after a very spicy night & ended up falling/couldnโ€™t walk?๐Ÿ˜ณ Also yes Iโ€™m over 18๐Ÿ˜‚
Of course!! My first ever head cannon! Apologies about Gaz and Rudy I donโ€™t really read any fics on them, hence why theyโ€™d so short ๐Ÿ™ˆ I hope theyโ€™re ok! Hehe - Iโ€™ve tried to keep this Gender Neutral, if something needs changing tell me so I can fix it! โค๏ธ
Price ๐Ÿฅƒ
He would be loving and attentive. Price would run you a warm bath, and as you soaked your aching body in the hot water heโ€™d make you a strong cup of tea. 2 sugars.
You struggled walking to the bath, your knees wobbling, your thighs aching, small bruises littered you skin. Heโ€™d watch you as you walked to the bathroom, your hips swaying back and forth hypnotising him.
Price would then join you in the bath, heโ€™d sit behind you, caressing your shoulders. Peppering your skin with light healing kisses. Heโ€™d check in on you, constantly. โ€˜You alright love?โ€™ โ€ฆ โ€˜god, you took me so wellโ€™
Heโ€™d lean you back against his chest, kissing your forehead, whispering praises to you. Heโ€™d slowly work his way down to your aching core, massaging your inner thighs.
โ€˜You feel so tense love. Let me help.โ€™
Price would hand you your tea, letting you sip it slowly, savouring the taste as he caressed your chest. Heโ€™d plan the day for you, to take your mind off the ache, the pleasurable pain. Walk the dog in the country side, find a quiet tree he could kiss you against, before returning home where he could cook for you. Worship you.
Before starting all over again.
Ghost ๐Ÿ’€
Riley would tease you, degrade you slightly, โ€˜couldnโ€™t take my cock huh?โ€™ โ€ฆ โ€˜pathetic.โ€™ You knew he didnโ€™t mean it, you got off of degradation from him.
Heโ€™d make small gestures to show he cares, breakfast in bed. A back massage. Firm slow kisses on your swollen lips from the night before. Caressing and squeezing your neck, something to distract you from the pleasurable pain you felt.
If you got out of bed your knees would be weak and wobbly, earning you your new pet name โ€˜Bambi.โ€™ Heโ€™d throw you over his shoulder and slam you back on the bed. โ€˜Stay.โ€™
Heโ€™d work you up, again. Making you want him despite the pain you felt from him fucking you the night before. Youโ€™d beg, plead and whimper for him take you again. Youโ€™d drag your nails along his bare muscular back, pleading for him to take you again.
Heโ€™d bruise your skin, holding himself back from fucking you again. He wanted you. Needed you. But he knew you needed to rest, heal, so he could have his way with you once more.
โ€˜Careful love, sure you could take me again?โ€™
Soap ๐Ÿงผ
Wee John, oh he would worry, worry heโ€™d hurt you, but be low key proud at how well you took him. Deep, fast, hard.
โ€˜You were so good for me hen.โ€™ โ€ฆ โ€˜fuck you felt so good, so tight.โ€™
He wouldnโ€™t let you leave the bed, heโ€™d keep you tucked into him as he cradled your face. Checking in on you constantly. Needing reassurance he didnโ€™t hurt you too much, despite seeing you waddle to the toilet. Now that made him chuckle.
Heโ€™d whisper bad jokes to you to ease the burn you felt, heโ€™d make you laugh to distract you. โ€˜Why did the beach blush? - because the sea-weed.โ€™
Heโ€™d explore your body with his fingers, teasing you as he made his way to your aching centre. โ€˜Fuck off Johnny, itโ€™s so sore.โ€™ Heโ€™d secretly smirk to himself feeling somewhat proud, he did tell you heโ€™d ruin you. And yet you didnโ€™t believe him, till now.
Gaz ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง
Gaz would worship the ground you walked on for the entire day. All the chores? Done. All the cooking? Heโ€™s cooking what ever you want. Bath? Consider it run with essential oils, a glass of wine ready and your favourite candles.
โ€˜You alright babe?โ€™ Heโ€™d ask as you hiss when standing up. Youโ€™d kiss him sweetly, reassuring his lil head that youโ€™re fine.
Losing your balance because your knees are so weak would cause him to giggle endlessly. โ€˜Fuck are you giggling atโ€™ youโ€™d snap throwing a pillow at him, grinning. โ€˜Never thought Iโ€™d see you so weak in the knees for meโ€™ he winked.
Rudy โค๏ธ
Rudy. What a sweetheart. Heโ€™d make you the finest hot chocolate, made from cocoa beans he brought from Mexico. The thickest whipped cream as well as mini marshmallows. Of course.
Heโ€™d put your favourite film on and youโ€™d snuggle up on the sofa all day. ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝEres tan hermosaโ€™ heโ€™d whisper to you as you buried your head in his chest. - youโ€™re so beautiful
Stroking your head heโ€™d check in on you โ€˜estas bien?โ€™ - you ok?
As youโ€™d lay there heโ€™d be thinking about the positions he had you in the night before. Bent over the bed, at his mercy. Heโ€™d slowly become hard thinking about it. Your moans echoing in his memory.
Feeling unable to hold himself anymore heโ€™d guide your lips to his as he devoured you in a moment of intense passion.
Alejandro ๐ŸŒน
Alejandro would be on you again as soon as you opened your eyes. Pulling you into his embrace, intertwining your limbs together once more.
โ€˜Te necesito mi amorโ€™ heโ€™d whisper into your neck โ€˜eres como una droga para mi.โ€™ His sultry voice washed over you as his hands massage your skin.
Heโ€™d pepper you with kisses, with praise at how well you took him last night. How much he needed to feel you again. To feel you become a liquid beneath his as your moans injected themselves into his veins.
Wiggling out of his grasp youโ€™d try and go to the toilet, but your knees were weak, muscles sore and tense. Losing your balance heโ€™d be by your side within seconds. โ€˜Mi amor, let me help you.โ€™
Pulling you in heโ€™d place a lingering kiss on your lips before carrying you bridal style to wherever you needed to go.
Kรถnig โœจ
Definition of โ€˜lady in the streets a freak in the sheets.โ€™ Wee man struggles with his anxiety in social situations but not when itโ€™s just the two of you.
This man is obsessed with you, hence why you cannot walk this morning. You tried getting up to go to toilet but you knees gave out. You collapsed in a pile on the floor in a fit of laughter.
The mountain of a man peered over the side of the bed at you โ€˜mein Schatzโ€™ he murmurs, smirking. Adoration in his eyes. He offers you his arm to help you up, before rolling you into him.
His huge arms keeping you trapped against his chest. You giggle against him, your ass bounces slightly against his cock. โ€˜Careful Lieblingโ€™ he growls into your ear.
He places a possessive kiss to your temple muttering words of love and praise in German to you.
He takes you to the shower, over his broad bulky shoulders and puts you gently into the tub. Leaving you to shower he quickly gets dressed and faces his demons to go to the local shop. On his return he presents you with a small bunch of flowers and your favourite hot drink.
Youโ€™re thrilled and surprised โ€˜Kรถnig?! Are you ok? Did you manage?โ€™ You chirp, a huge smile on your face. Pride swelling within your chest.
He found it difficult but heโ€™d do anything for you, anything to see your face light up for him.
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yakowo ยท 2 years ago
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๐Ÿ”ž 09 x 22 bonding ๐Ÿงผโค๏ธ๐Ÿ’€
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