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lottielovelace · 6 months ago

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die prinzessin

(PLATONIC könig & sister!reader)

summary: So... turns out your mystery half-brother is a giant Austrian special forces operator. What now? (Catching up on two decades of sibling bonding, that's what)

originally posted on ao3 (wordcount: main version 3.1k)

Rating: T

Relationships: Platonic König & Reader, König/Horangi

Ao3 Tags: Brother-Sister Relationships / Sibling Bonding / Long Lost/Secret Relatives / reader is konig's half sister / Implied/Referenced Self-Harm (reader has scars implied to be from SH but it's ultimately left up to interpretation) / Deutsch | German / Author speaks German (as a second language) / Historical References / reading the prior installment is recommended but not required

this is a part of a series

Notes:

Possible triggers: - König teaches MC to shoot. No violence, but he gives her semi-detailed instructions on how to handle a sniper rifle. - MC talks about past mental health struggles, and König notices old scars of her. These are implied to be from SH, but I tried to leave it open-ended for anyone who doesn't want that in their reading. - König implied to have previously experienced homophobia.

Prior context: I recommend reading the previous installment in the series, but if you really don't wanna here are the truly crucial parts: Your name is Elisabeth "Elise" Linh Veidt, a medical student. You were kidnapped to serve as hostage for a half-brother (König) you've never met before, who ended up rescuing you. There's more, but it's not directly tied to this fic so I'll leave it unspoiled in case you do become interested in reading the first work in the series. I do not use Y/N. I sometimes do use "Elise" & other specific details (you'll see why it's unavoidable in this fic) but I try to—when possible—keep things vague so you can freely project onto her (ex: using "your hair" instead of "your dark hair").

About the German: I speak German as a second language. I like to assess my skill level as "I know what Genitive is, but I don't always remember to use it." As Hochdeutsch-speaking foreign civilian, my speech patterns/vocabulary are going to be pretty similar to Elise's but very different to König, a native Austrian and a hardened soldier. I tried translate as accurately as possible (lots of LEO usage), but besides maybe a "servus" or two, I made and will make no attempt to mimic the Austrian dialect because it's frankly a lost cause for me. That being said, if you are a native speaker and notice any grammatical/syntactical mistakes (or even any sentences where you go "he would not fucking say that" [ex: a term being super formal or old fashioned] please let me know!

About the legibility: This is the primary iteration of the fic. If the German really does make it impossible to read, here's a version devoid of foreign language, but if possible, I highly recommend reading this version for the fullest experience. This version is the most proofread edition and even if you don't speak the language there was linguistic nuances you can still pick up on. If there are any cultural references you don't get, I have an explanation post linked at the bottom. (also available here)

"Können wir jetzt sprechen?” [ Can we speak now? ]

“Fast,” [ Almost ], your brother answered as he continued to guide you through the complex’s winding halls. His refusal to answer questions until your surroundings were secure made the flight over to the KorTac base feel endless.

Finally he stopped at a door-lined hallway. Approaching the second on the left, he punched a combination into its keypad. It swung open, revealing a modest bedroom.

“Großes Bett” [ Big bed ], you noted. His cot was large, even for someone of his rank.

“Ich habe ein Verzicht erhalten” [ I got a waiver ], he lazily indicated at his height. You were once again reminded of your stark height difference.

You looked at him—or at least what you could see of him with the mask—again. Drawing from your bio classes, you knew you shared 25% of your DNA. Clearly none of it manifested in height. Your father had been tall, but even at his peak he was nowhere near as lofty as your brother.

“Deine Mutter muss riesig sein.” [ Your mother must be giant .]

“Sie war.” [ She was. ]

You mentally winced. Way to get off on the wrong foot.

“Meine Mutter ist auch verstorben. Früher dieses Jahres.” [ My mother also passed. Earlier this year. ]

“Entschuldigung.” [ My condolences ].

“Du weißt, dass unser Vater schon ein paar Jahren gestorben ist.” [ You know that our father died a few years ago. ]

You really hoped you weren’t the one to break the news to him.

“Ja, ich weiß. Wir haben einen Brief bekommen.” [ Yes, I know. We received a letter .]

“Gut.” [ Good .]

“Dein Name ist Elisabeth, ja?” [ Your name is Elisabeth, correct? ]

“Ja.” [ Yes. ]

You’re not surprised he knows. There’s gotta be a file on you somewhere packed with everything you’ve ever even sniffed at.

“Magst du deinen Namen?” [ Do you like your name? ]

“Wie bitte?” [ Pardon? ]

“Benutzen Sie Elisabeth oder etwas anderes?" [ Do you go by Elisabeth or something else? ]

“Elise. Und du musst nicht ‘Sie’ benutzen. Wir sind Blut.” [ Elise. And you don’t need to be so formal. We’re blood .] A beat passed. “Wie heißt du?” [ And you? What is your name? ]

“Jeder nennt mich König.” [ Everyone calls me König. ]

“König? Ist das nicht ein wenig dramatisch?” [ King? Isn’t that a bit dramatic? ]

“Wenn du so groß wie ich bin, gibt es keinen Raum für Subtilität. Auch mag ich Geburtsnamens nicht.” [ When you’re as big as me, there is no room for subtlety. Plus I’m not the biggest fan of my birth name. ]

“Darf ich fragen?” [ May I ask? ]

“Ludwig.”

“Ludwig? Wie der König? Der Verrückte?” [ Ludwig? Like the king? The mad one? ]

“Genau. Ich mag es nicht, aber möchte es noch würdigen.” [ Exactly. I don’t like it, but I do enjoy paying tribute to it in my own way.]

“Elisabeth und Ludwig. Unser Vater mochte die Wittelsbacher, ja?” [ Elisabeth and Ludwig. Our father had a fondness for the Wittelsbachers. ]

“Wenn ich der Märchenkönig bin und du die Sisi bist, bist du Kaiserin?” [ If I’m the Fairy Tale King, and you’re Sisi… wouldn’t that make you the Empress? ]

“Dann wäre ich dir überlegen.” [ I would outrank you then. ]

“Gefällt dir das als mögliches Rufzeichen?” [ Would you like that as a callsign? ]

“Was? Kaiserin? Muss ich wirklich einen?” [ What, Empress? Do I even need one? ]

“Ja. Es würde mir ein Stein vom Herzen fallen. Dein Name ist kostbar. Verrate es nicht. Zumindest nicht hier.” [ I think so. It would ease my mind. Your name is a precious thing, I don’t want you to give it away. At least not while you’re on base. ]

Your stomach twisted.

“Du hast mir gesagt, dass dieser Ort sicher sei.” [ I thought you said this place was safe. ]

“Ja voll. Aber jeder kann mithören und hacken.” [ It is. But anyone can tap into radio comms or steal files .]

“Was meinst du damit?” [ What are you implying? ]

“Es ist zusätzlicher Schutz. Bitte. Es könnte irgendetwas. Ich brauche nur, dass du eines hast.” [ It’s an extra barrier of protection. Please. You can pick whatever it is, I just want you to have one. ]

You thought about it for a moment.

“Ich möchte nicht ‘Kaiserin’ sein. Das ist zu viel Macht und Anstrengung. Die Kaiserkrone hat die echte Sisi erwürgen.” [ I don’t want to be ‘Empress’. That’s too much power and pressure. The imperial crown strangled the original Sisi, after all. ]

A smile bloomed on your face.

“Vielleicht zulasse ich ‘Prinzessin’.” [ I might be amenable to ‘Princess’ though. ]

“Prinzessin? Ich kann damit leben. Sinn für kurz?” [ Princess? I can work with that. Sinn (meaning sense/reason/mind) for short? ]

You nodded with deep gravitas, “Einer von uns muss die Intelligenz sein.” [ Someone needs to be the brains around here. ]

Something about the faux-seriousness in your tone made the two of you burst into uncontrollable laughter.

The moment is so beautiful, you almost don’t want to ruin it with the question you know you have to ask. Something ancient, the spirit of Orpheus or Pandora perhaps, urges you to look.

“Darf ich über der Maske fragen?” [ Can I ask about the mask? ]

He paused for a moment, hesitant. Then quietly he spoke:

“Ich kann es ausziehen. Du bist Familie.” [ I can take it off. For you. You’re family, after all. ]

There’s a reluctance in his voice that made your heart twinge.

“Du musst nicht wenn du nicht willst.” [ You don’t have to if you don’t want to. ]

“Nein.” [ No. ] This time his voice seems more resolved, “Ich möchte.” [ I want to. ]

He pulled off his hood. His face was ruddy, but it worked well with his light hair and eyes. You two both looked so similar yet so different.

“Du hast alle guten Gene geerbt,” [ You clearly got all the good genes, ] you joked.

He turned his head bashfully, accidentally revealing his battered side profile.

“Deine arme Nase! Was passiert?” [ Your poor nose! What happened to it? ]

“Zebrochen. Ein paarmal. Bisschen verwickelt medizinische Hilfe zu erkriegen wenn du deinem Gesicht verheimlichst.” [ Broke it. A few times. Bit hard to get medical attention when you refuse to show your face. ]

“Nächste Mal einfach ruf mich. Ich habe dein Gesicht schön gesehen.” [ Next time just come to me. I’ve already seen your face. ]

“Mit Verlaub zu sagen, wie viel kannst du hilf mit helfen?” [ No offense, but how much can you help? ]

“Ja leider. Was weiß ich?” [ You’re right. What do I know? ] you bit back. “Ich habe nur noch ein Viertel vom Medschule übrig.” [ I’m only a quarter out from graduating med school. ]

“Soll das ein Scherz sein?” [ You’re joking. ]

“Das war nicht im Bericht?” [ That didn’t make it into the file? ]

“Nein. Wann ist der Abschluss?” [ No. When’s graduation? ]

You tensed. He was beaming with pride. You hated to ruin it with the ugly truth.

“Ich weiß nicht ob ich graduiere.” [ I don’t know if I will graduate. ]

“Warum? Hast du schulische Probleme?” [ Why? Are you having troubles at school? ]

“Sozusagen. Meine Noten sind gut, aber heuer versuchte ich zu ausscheiden. Sie ließen mich nicht, so nahm ich Gewaltkur.” [ Sort of? My grades are fine but… I tried to drop out earlier this year. They wouldn’t let me so I took more… drastic measures. ]

König’s eyes drifted to your scars.

“Sie sind alt.” [ They’re old, ] you reassured. “Und danach dem ganze Entführungquatch, ich bin entschlossen zu überleben. Vetrau mir. Deshalb möchte ich nicht zurückkehren. Ich möchte leben, nicht in Schule sorgen.” [ Plus after the whole kidnapping ordeal, I’m more determined to live than ever. Trust me. That’s why I don’t want to go back. I want to live, not suffer more in school. ]

Your brother looked at you disapprovingly, “Du musst zurückgehen.” [ You need to go back. ]

“Kann ich einfach hier bleiben? Bei dir? Ich könnte Medizinerin sein.” [ Can’t I just stay here with you? I could be a medic. ]

"Medizinische Arbeit ist nicht leicht.” [ Being a medic is hard work. ]

“Fleiß ist kein fremd.” [ I’m no stranger to hard work.]

“Du wärst ein bessere Medizinerin, wenn du Schule fertigbringst.” [ You’d be a better medic if you finished school. ]

You stared at him with arms crossed, unyielding.

He tried again, “Wenn du dein Medizinstudium abschließt kannst du hier arbeiten. Und du erhältst eine besondere Belohnung von mir.” [ Look, if you graduate you can work here full time—and I’ll ensure you get a special reward. ]

“Was?” [ What? ]

“Eine Überraschung. Du wirst es schön wissen.” [ It’s a surprise. I won’t tell you. Yet. ]

You pursed your lips. Clearly this wasn’t an argument you were going to win.

“In Ordnung. Aber lass mich länger bleiben. Ich möchte dich kennenlernen.” [ Fine. But let me stay a little longer. I want to get to know you.]

“Natürlich.” [ Of course. ]

The tension dissipated.

“Du hast gesagt das du lasst Medical dein Gesicht nicht sehen. Erlaubst du irgendjemand?” [ You said you don’t let medical see your face. Do you let anyone else? ]

Your brother flushed. He really was quite pink under the hood.

“Einer.” [ One person .]

You mentally rolled up your sleeves. You had over two decades of little sister pestering to make up for.

“Echt?” [ Oh really? ]

“Ein Freund.” [ A friend. ]

“Ein Freund oder dein Freund?” [ A friend or your boyfriend? ]

“Ich liebe ihn.” [ I love him. ]

“Gefühl er gleichartig?” [ And does he feel the same?]

“Ja.” [ Yes. ]

“Na ja, ich muss sehen, ob er gut genug für dich ist.” [ Hmm. I’ll have to see if he’s good enough for you. ]

He slumped in relief. With a jolt you realized he was afraid of you… rejecting him. For what? Being in a relationship with another man? No, you of all people would never do that. You silently resolved to make sure he would never have to fear that ever again.

“Du kannst ihn heute Abend in der Kantine begegen.” [ You can meet him in the mess hall tonight. ]

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The mess hall is awash with activity. Even here amongst allies and coworkers, people gave König a wide berth.

“Welcher ist er?” [ Which one is he? ]

König pointed to a man sitting alone at a table.

“Dieser.” [ That one. ]

“Noch ein Maskenträger? Bisschen narzisstisch, ja?” [ Another mask? Bit narcissistic of you, isn’t it?]

You felt your brother roll his eyes under his hood. The sitting man’s head jerked up at the sound of his heavy footsteps. His mask already pulled up over his mouth to eat, the man broke out into a brilliant smile.

“Das ist der Horangi.” [ This is Horangi. ] König introduced. “Klarname Kim Hong-jin.” [ Real name Kim Hong-jin. ]

“Sprecht er Deutsch?” [ Does he speak German? ]

“Ja.” [ Yes. ] Horangi responded. “Er war mein Lehrer. So wurden wir unzertrennlich. Du bist seine Schwester, ja?” [ He has been my tutor. It’s actually how we got close. You’re his sister, right? ]

“Richtig.” [ Yes. ]

“Does she speak English?” Horangi asked your brother, switching languages. You knew it was just a way to test your skills, but it irked you.

“I’m American.”

“Just because you’re American doesn’t mean you speak English. I don’t even know if half the stuff that comes out of Graves’ mouth even qualifies as human speech.”

“Graves?” you looked to your brother for explanation.

“Er ist—wie sagt man das? Yee-haw?” [ He is… how do you say it? Yee-haw? ]

“Südstaatler?” [ Southern? ]

“Geneau.” [ Exactly. ]

You crossed your arms and gave Horangi a final thorough look-over.

“I approve under one condition.”

“Yes?”

“Teach me how to fight. It’s great that I was able to meet my brother but I do not want a repeat of the kidnapping.”

Horangi cocked his head, “Wouldn’t you want to learn from your brother?”

“There are plenty of things I want to learn from him. This is not one of them. Based on size alone, we’re going to have very different strategies. I’m sure he’s a great fighter, but I have a feeling that using his technique with my frame would be… lackluster. No offense.”

“Kein Problem.” [ None taken. ]

“Very well,” Horangi relented. If this was all it took to be on the good side of his in-laws, it was a small price to pay. “I expect to see you at 7 sharp. I won’t go easy on you.”

“Perfect.”

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Horangi’s right. It’s not easy, but slowly and steadily—and with no small amount of tears and blood—you managed to win Horangi’s respect (and a nice set of abs).

About a week in, he makes a suggestion. You two were on a water break, your brother was sitting nearby. König had taken to watching your sparring, occasionally commentating or tagging in.

“Du verbesserst!” [ You’re improving! ] the Austrian complimented brightly.

“Und ich habe gar nichts mit es zu tun.” [ And I had absolutely nothing to do with the matter, ] Horangi muttered with mock resentment.

“Unsinn, du bist immer ein prima Lehrer.” [Nonsense, you are an excellent teacher.] König apologized with a kiss.

“Wirklich! Vielen Dank.” [ Definitely, thank you so much! ] you corroborated.

Horangi shifted. Even in training, he still wore the mask—at least while in the base’s general gym. He was more lackadaisical about it in private. Your “family dinners” with him and König had given you a good look at both of their faces.

You’d become well versed in his facial reactions. Even with his face covered you could feel his devilish smile.

“자기야, du solltest ihr deine erste Liebe vorstellen.” [You know babe, you should introduce her to your first love.]

Your head snapped to your brother. Sans Horangi, you were probably the person on base who he felt most comfortable talking about his past with, but even then it sometimes felt like pulling teeth. You quickly learned to treasure any lore you gleaned.

“Was? Warum habe ich noch nie von das gehört?” [ What? How have I not heard of this before? ]

König raised his hands in defense.

“Das stimmt nicht. Er verhohnepipelt mich.” [ It’s not like that. He’s making fun of me. ]

“Wer ist diese erste Liebe dann?” [ Who is this first love then? ]

“Scharfschützen.” [ Sniping, ] he replied bashfully.

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After much cajoling, you finally got König to teach you to snipe. You had a good feeling about it. You always had a steady hand and good hand-eye coordination. Before the kidnapping, you’d even been looking into specializing in surgery (though now—whenever you’d return—you’d be taking a hard turn into emergency medicine and the other subjects required for a combat medic). Plus maybe it ran in the family.

You met at the shooting range one early morning. Horangi had recently been deployed and your brother needed to stop stressing about it.

“Ich wollte ein Heckenschütze sein.” [ I wanted to be a sniper, ] he explained as he showed you the mechanics. The assembly of the gun soundtracked his words with rhythmic clicking.

“Du bist ein Insertionsspezialist, ja? Was passiert?” [ You’re an insertion specialist, right? What happened? ]

“Zu groß. Das wird kein Problem für dich.” [ Too tall. That won’t be an issue for you. ]

You crossed your arms. Cheap shot. König didn’t notice your disapproval, eyes now trained on the target.

“Auch ich zappele.” [ And I fidget .]

“Ich habe dein Scharfschießen gesehen. Du hast eine feste Hand.” [ I’ve seen you shoot. You have a steady hand. ]

“Hände kann ich ruhen. Alles anderes, nicht so viel. Problematisch, wenn man unauffindbar sein muss. Erinnern: Drück, nicht zieh.” [ I can keep my hands steady. The rest of me, not so much. A slight issue when trying to be undetectable. Remember, squeeze don’t pull. ]

BANG

Bullseye.

“Du bist dran.” [ Your turn. ]

You approached the marked spot. This seemed so much easier before you felt the gun in your hands and witnessed your brother’s expertise first hand.

“Hol drei tief Atemzüge. Großer letzter Ausatmen. Das ist der Moment. Beacht Folgemaßnahmen, Rückstoß ist eine knifflige, besonders bei deiner Größe.” [ Take three deep breaths. Big exhale on the last. That’s when you want to shoot. And remember to follow through, recoil can be a bitch, especially at your size. ]

Even with your nervousness, you still found it in yourself to retort.

“Nennst du mich kurz?” [ Are you calling me short? ]

“Für mich seid ihr alle kurz. Das ist nichts speziell. Schussbereit!” [ You’re all short to me. There’s nothing special about that. Position! ]

The gun was heavy, but thanks to your work with Horangi not unbearable.

One.

Two.

Three.

Even watching your brother’s demonstration hadn’t prepared you for just how loud the gunshot was.

You flinched. Hard.

The bullet went left, landing in the dirt with a small puff.

“Scheiße.” [ Shit. ]

“Gute Form. Ohne dein Zucken, wurdest du ins Schwarze treffen. Du musst nur an dem Krach passen. Probier es noch mal.” [ Good form. If it wasn’t for the flinch you would’ve got it dead on. You just need to get used to the noise. Try again. ]

You were still rattled, but your brother’s confidence in you steadied your hands.

You knew you could do it, you just had to…

Eins.

Zwei.

Drei.

There was no dust cloud this time. Only the noise of the round hitting something solid and your brother’s exhilarated whoop as he took you in his arms.

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Saying goodbye was rough. Both König and Horangi joined you on the ride to the airport, wanting to prolong goodbyes for as long as possible.

“Bis bald.” [ See you soon. ]

When your flight finally touched down and you returned to finish med school, it was with a few training bruises, an even steadier finger, and a determination to help your new family the only way you knew how.

An explanation of König & Reader's full names and the historical references behind them

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noisydelusionlove · 8 months ago

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Chapter 6: Exams pt2

Pairings: Poly141xOriginal Character, SoapxGhost, SoapxOriginal Character

Warnings: Medical inaccuracies, military inaccuracies, Alpha/Beta/Delta/Omega Dynamics. Slightly dark Soap

A/N: I decided to go a little different with the A/B/O thing, after some research and of course creative liberties. I don’t know how I feel about it so please let me know if you like it or if I should edit it and remove it (you’ll know what I mean when you read it). Also next chapter is the Ghost chapter, Aurora and Ghost alone in a small exam room, can’t go wrong right? Right? I broke this into two parts because I felt like having this scene plus Ghost’s scene would be a lot for one chapter .-.

Aurora smiles as she hears a knock on her office door. She opens the door and greets Johnny before motioning for him to sit at the chairs across from her desk chair. “Just a few questions before the exam if you don’t mind,” she says as she opens his file. “Do I get to take my clothes off for the exam Bonnie?” Johnny says, his ever-flirting nature shining through. “That’s not going to be necessary Johnny.” She laughs slightly as she shakes her head. “Well damn, I was hoping to suggest you do the same so it wouldn’t be awkward for me.” He jokes, causing Aurora to roll her eyes with a small giggle.

“So. since you are a pack Beta I know that you help the Alphas through their ruts. Is everything okay afterward? No pain or anything?” She asks causing Johnny to smile. “Nothing I can’t handle Bonnie. As you can imagine Ghost is huge everywhere, and I do mean everywhere but it’s not a problem for me.” He says with a wink. Aurora shakes her head as she looks at him. “glad to hear that.” she says, referring to him not having pain, but of course, Johnny can’t resist a good joke. “Glad to hear about Ghost’s massive co-“ Johnny starts but is stopped as Aurora leans forward and places her hand over his mouth. “Glad to hear you don’t have pain, Johnny.” She says as she stares at him, leaning over her desk as she covers his mouth.

Johnny gives the palm of her hand a playful bite, causing her to gasp slightly as she pulls back and shakes her head. She doesn't miss the fact that her scent that permeates the room has sweetened, and Johnny's has darkened. She shakes her head and returns to her seat. “So, I’m assuming Ghoast won’t be forthcoming with answers, or even willing to talk to me, do you have any suggestions?” She asks as she returns her eyes to the file in front of her. “He doesn’t like medical because they always try to remove the mask or touch him without asking. He may be big and mean, but he is skittish with medical for a good reason lass.” He says honestly. Aurora nods her head as she stands and motions to the exam room. “Let’s go do your exam.” she says as she opens the door. “fully clothed.” She adds, causing Johnny to let out a loud laugh.

Aurora has Johnny step on the scale to measure his weight and height before she instructs him to sit on the bed. “I’m going to take some blood, then I’ll get your vitals and then check your heart, breathing, ears, nose, throat, and scent glands.” She says as Johnny nods. She quickly takes a few vials of blood, packing them to head over to the on-base hospital with the other samples before wrapping his arm and grabbing her stethoscope. “Have you ever worked with a pack with an Apex Alpha before?” Johnny asks, causing Aher to pause and look at him. “Once, when I first started as a sniper.” She says honestly. Johnny nods as Aurora takes his blood pressure, oxygen, and temperature.

”I haven’t ever seen one until I met Ghost. The first time he went into Alpha state it honestly was terrifying.” He says honestly. Aurora nods as she listens to his heart and breathing. “I’ve seen it once, the only thing that saved that Alpha was his Omega.” She says honestly. Johnny nods as he sighs. “Well Ghost doesn’t have an Omega obviously, so they sent me in to try and help. He about ripped my arm off. I don’t think he recognized me in that state. They finally were able to sedate him. When he woke up the doctors had removed his mask and not covered his face. I’ve never seen him panic like that.” Johnny says sadly. Aurora nods. “They didn’t handle that well at all. Now I see why he keeps chasing all of your medics off.” She sighs as she grabs her Otoscope. She checks Johnnys ears, nose, and throat before putting it away.

”Now, the awkward part, your scent glands.” Aurora laughs slightly as Johnny turns his neck presenting his gland to her. She uses her gloved hand to feel around his neck, checking for swelling or abnormalities. As Aurora prods she notices that Johnny’s scent darkens, she chalks it up to the body’s natural reaction to such an intimate area being touched but suddenly a new smell hits her nose, outside of Johnny’s typical citrus and rain she smells smoke, it reminds her of the smell you would experience after a building went up in smoke. The sudden change in scent causes her to gasp and step back. Her inner Omega reacts almost instantly, she can feel a rush of wetness between her legs, her body releasing slick, as if in the presence of an Alpha. She can smell her scent sweetening in the air, causing her to take another step back in shock.

She meets Johnny’s eyes and hers widen as she sees his dilated pupils as he makes a show of inhaling her scent. “That scent,” She says before pausing as she closes her eyes to try and get a hold of herself. “Not the scent of a usual Beta is it Bonnie?” Johnny says, his voice deeper, taking on a darker timber causing Aurora’s legs to shake slightly as she leans against the counter to attempt to get a grip on her instincts. “Do you know how agonizing it’s been sharing a space with an unmated Omega? You have had Price and Ghost in a constant state of horniness that even Gaz and I struggle to handle. That’s not even to mention how I have felt.” He says as he stands up from the exam bed and slowly stalks towards her.

”So I see Ghost isn’t the only anomaly in this pack.” Aurora says as she looks at Johnny, her head still spinning slightly from the influx of pheromones. “You’re not a normal Beta are you Johnny?” She says as she finally calms herself and meets his eyes. Johnny smirks as he cocks his head slightly. “No? then what am I, Lass?” He says as he comes to a stop right in front of her. “I’ve only met one other in my time as a medic, but you’re a Delta. A Beta that can be either submissive like an Omega or dominant like an Alpha depending on who they’re around. With an Alpha you’re submissive, but with an Omega you’re more dominant.” She says as she stares up at him, finally getting her bearings. Johnny reaches out and brushes a lock of hair that came loose from her ponytail behind her ear. “You would have seen it on my blood work tomorrow anyway.” He says as he runs his hand down her cheek to rest on the base of her neck where her shoulder meets her neck, millimeters away from her scent gland.

“You don’t know the things I think of when I’m around you. I don’t know how Simon or Price keep it together. You smell good enough to eat.” He practically growls as he leans in to bury his face in her neck. Aurora gasps in shock, surprised by the bold move. After a moment the shock wears off and she pushes Johnny back. “No, I am here to be your medic, not some new toy,” she says with a growl as she stares up at him. “I am not some Omega that’s going to just roll belly up because an Alpha or Delta scents me.” She says, her eyes hard as she stares up at him. After a moment Johnny shakes his head and backs up, coming to his senses. “Bonnie I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.” He sighs as he rubs his hands down his face.

”It’s instinct Johnny, we can’t exactly control it. I’m guessing that side of you doesn’t come out much since it takes an Omega to draw it out.” She says as she breathes a sigh of relief. She wasn’t looking forward to having to fight her new teammate on her second day at work.

”Your exam is done, I’ll let you know when I get the bloodwork back if anything needs to be done.” She says as she watches him nod. He sighs as he looks at her. “I’m sorry Bonnie, I didn’t mean to scare you. I wouldn’t ever hurt you. I swear.” He says, his voice quiet. Aurora nods. “I know that Johnny. You’ve been nothing but kind to me so far. I’m not mad at you.” She sighs as she offers him a small smile. Johnny nods as he turns and quickly leaves, his scent returning to normal as he steps out of the room. Aurora takes a few calming breaths before she quickly cleans the room and prepares it for Ghost. She heads into her office and begins writing up her notes to put in Johnny’s file as she waits for her last, and definitely her most difficult patient to come knocking.

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@f-cklife

@nomercyforthewarrior

@serahlune

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eobe · 7 months ago

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Edit January 2025: This is an old Masterlist now ☺️

Greetings wanderer, nice to meet you! ☕️🦉

come in and enjoy some art and talk 🫶🏼

Masterlist – sorted & linked

Regular updates! 👀

💀 The Bad Batch 💀

‚The Outpost’ // Mayday, Crosshair and the black ice vulture on Barton IV ❄️

‚Get Lula‘d!‘ // Wrecker annoys Crosshair with Lula 🃏

‚Come ˋere!‘ // Wrecker hugging Rex 🤗

‚Tech being Tech’ // Infodump mode activated 🤓 Quickdoodle

‚Mantell mix‘ // Echo sniffing suspect food 🍿 Quickdoodle

Hunter WIP // rare glance of him without his signature face tattoo, he‘s innocent! 😽

‚Clones. Brothers. Dads.‘ // Hunter and Cut Lawquane about to be a dad 🥹

‚Don‘t do it, Crosshair!‘ // Echo waiting for his cybernetics got cuddle attacked 🧶

Big sweater pile escalation // Poor Echo deserves a caf. Omega and his brothers crowding him and Batcher couldn't resist anymore. Gonky is happy too, Tech still tinkering somewhere 🧶

,Sniper in my office' // Crosshair is a cat and this is another proof 🐈‍⬛

🎳 Cantina fight series 🎳

‚OH YEAH!‘ // Wrecker starting the cantina fight 💣

‚Here comes the sun‘ – Part 1 // Get WRECKERED! Wrecker serving his deadliest hug to the soup clones💥

‚Here comes the sun‘ – Part 2 // Cantina soup is served! Poor Shinies beeing WRECKERED 😱

💙 The Clone Wars 💙

‚Brothers’ // Feral and Savage Opress 🔥

‚Dogma‘s decision‘ // Fives and Dogma. Umbara arc 💙

‚Fives and "Blues"‘ // Fives with the drunk blue eyed clone at 79's 💙

‚Savage survived‘ // Sober from Sith vibes with a yellow double-bladed lightsaber 🔥

‚Fives laughing at Jesse‘ // Jesse is not amused. Umbara arc 💙

‚Staring contest‘ // Commander Wolffe almost growling 🐺

‚Oh Captain my Captain‘ // Captain Rex slightly blushing 💙

,Rex with long hair' // He considered a topknot and a Weequay braid in a joke 💙

👀 Captain Gregor‘s faces project 👀

Part 1 // The shocked face 😨

Part 2 // The uh-oh face 😒

Part 3 // The hurtful chuckle face 😬

Part 4 // ‚Insubordinate plebe‘ 🤨

Part 5 // The caught-watching-him faces 😉

Part 6 // The ‚flirtation mask‘ 😎

🙏 Underrated clones 🙏

‚Most stylish clone’ // Captain Keeli! (My very first clone drawing)

‚One man army but chuckling‘ // Captain Gregor!

‚Man bun’ vs. ‚Open hair’ Part 1 & 2 // Tup!

‚Long hair‘ Part 3 // Tup!

‚Respect is something to be earned‘ // Mayday!

‚Icy eyes‘ // Edge! The blue eyed clone

‚Sneaky fingers‘ // Hardcase!

„Odd Ball“ // Davijaan! This is his true name!

‚Helplessness‘ // Commander Fox!

‚Paragon’ // Sergeant O‘Niner!

✨ Inspiration & Appreciation artworks ✨

‚Chess game‘ // Echo vs. Crosshair ♟️ inspired by this gorgeous artwork of @thora-sniper

‚Chess game‘ // en detail ♟️

‚Lazy day’ 🫧 // based on this amazing artist humor comic of @chiliger

Captain Keeli full armor // 100 Follower Celebration 🎉

‚Echo in the rain‘ // fanart for ‚Starstruck‘ of @isthereanechoinhere96

‚Hunter in the woods‘ 🪶 // Hunter portrait and tattoo close up for @lonewolflupe

‚Owly day‘🦉 // Brooding over ideas and solutions… fuzzy and hooting on a clone trooper helmet with caf (honor to my moots)

,I ♥️ caf' // Commander Fox! Have you ever tried caf with spice?

,The last stand – Heroes of Ryloth' // Captain Keeli and General Di fight scene / 200 Follower Celebration 🎉

‚Clanker day‘ // I‘m a fallen, headless clanker today. Kriff.

☘️ Original art ☘️

,Peaking Luigi' // my cat peaks over the edge of my desktop to paw my pencil. Unforeseen continuation is another Star Wars The Bad Batch artwork 😁 ,Sniper in my office'

☕️ Eobe thoughts, rambles and deep talk ☕️

📜 The lesson of the artwork in a room // the way of art helping me steadily solve some problems

📜 About my software & brushes // Never ask an artist about their tools ☝️🤓 Tech infodump mode activated

📜 The ALT text mission // Peppering my art with my thoughts and the stories behind for more than just a nice view

Tag list concept

DM me, if you want to be tagged to stay tuned! 🤩 Of course multiple choice is possible or just tell me for which character or topic you want to be tagged for example ‚Captain Keeli‘ or ‚clones‘ ☺️

Star Wars (universal)

The Clone Wars

The Bad Batch

Characters

Dividers?

Free to use and share them, just tag me – Thank you 🤩 If I am in the mood I'll do some more and create a list for them.

Current mission

Appropriate and vibrant ALT text for my artworks! 📖

Next (maybe) drawing projects

Our favorite clones but long haired and bearded 😎

Maybe AU crossover? Tup, the Winter Soldier? Shall I touch this boat… 👀🙈

Face close ups. Focussing on sparkling eyes 🤩 and (blissfully crosshatched) tattoos 🫠

Armor-up (ARC or RC) and Glow-up for our favorite clones ✨ OC armor design. Drawing Padawan army since I achieved more than a companie of followers ✨

my litte crazy chickens, owls, cats and cute and crazy stuff (part of my art studio subbranding project ‚hendlz‘) 👀 still too shy to launch

DM me what you want to see!

About me

☘️ Drawing Padawan. Restarted drawing on 3rd September 2024.

☘️ Art style: Sketchy, shading and lining. Maybe not able to shut off crossshading and too big shining eyes. Sometimes trying something new.

☘️ Huge fan of Star Wars, especially The Clone Wars / The Bad Batch and some other fandoms like Tolkien universe since I was a child.

☘️ Love nature, mugs of caf or choc, deep talks & ramblings, feel free to kindly stop my infodumping, if too much.

☘️ AuDHD and positive mindset armorer, feel free to ask everything (respect is mutual) or get a hug (TBB Wrecker style) 🫶🏼

☘️ Main objective: make people‘s eyes shine 🤩

Growth struggles ❤️‍🩹

Sometimes I‘m not able to react or answer instantly, because I do not always understand the between the lines and freeze with error 502 bad gateway until the world ends! 🥶 So If you think, there should be a reaction from my side, please help me, reach out to me and don’t let me down 🙈🫶🏼

And… ☺️

Please be patient, English is not my mother tongue and I process data differently (TBB Tech kind of alternate operating system internally) 🦋 Feel free to bring up gently when I put my foot in 🙈

I don‘t have any expections here but respect, no pressures and having a good and soul-soothing time for everyone ☺️🙏🏼

Enjoy yourself, stay healthy and grow patiently into your essence ☺️

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leenathegreengirl · 6 months ago

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Tunes-Giving Event : Rex/Mae (NOV25)

Life is unpredictable, chaotic, and uncertain—its future never guaranteed. Rex and Mae understand this truth deeply. For Rex, his existence has been defined by war, shaped by the unyielding demands of being a soldier. Mae, on the other hand, has spent years immersing herself in the healing arts, using her work as a way to mask the shadows of her past. Both are strong-willed, steadfast in their purpose, and resilient beyond measure. But behind the walls they've built so high, it's hard to let anyone in.

Over time, however, their shared understanding of life's burdens brings them closer in ways neither expected. Their songs echo this quiet yearning for something more—a desire for connection that’s been buried beneath their individual missions. Yet, through it all, there’s a spark of hope that maybe, just maybe, one day they won’t have to face the world alone.

Give you the silence that only comes when two people understand each other

Family that I chose, now that I see your brother as my brother

So don't call me baby

Unless you mean it

Don't tell me you need me

If you don't believe it

So let me know the truth

Before I dive right into you

You've already won me over in spite of me

And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet

We've been doin' all this late night talkin'

'Bout anythin' you want until the mornin'

But there was something about you

It brought a change over me

Meet Mae! EVENT MASTERLIST

(Special thank you my dear friend and creative partner @legacygirlingreen for making this event possible! She is responsive for all the writing, design layout, post editing & greatly assisted in song selections! And the lovely Mae is entirely her creation!)

💚Tag List💚

@legacygirlingreen @thora-sniper @sukithebean @thecoffeelorian @neyswxrld @somewhere-on-kamino @clonethirstingisreal @royallykt @morerandombullshit @burningfieldof-clover @tbnrpotato @keantha @returnofthepineapple @justanotherdikutsimp @antisocial-mariposa @techs-stitches @resistantecho @kimiheartblade @dezgate

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mancocare · 3 months ago

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Welcome to the team Fortress 2 SFM ask blog

Come and ask the BLU &RED anything or even dare them to do stuff , you also can ask Miss Pauline or make her do anything as well.

In this blog, I will try my best to follow along with the actual TF two main storyline (this timeline takes place before gray man’s bots-so if you ask anything about that, they will be confused)

Both BLU & RED are different people, those some of them might share some similarities in their life -they’re still different people with different stories and different lives and stuff

(Ex-RED Scout has eight brothers and BLU Scout is an only child in this)

When do you post?

Sundays or Saturdays mostly-I still have school so it’s mostly when I have a break

Rules

-what can/cannot ask for?:

You can ask basically anything

You can ask for characters to do poses for reference stuff like art

You can dare them if you want to to do stunts or to you pranks on someone

You cannot ask for anything that is Nsfw (though I don’t see it as a big problem for ask blogs for a lot of different communities -I just wanna be safe and make sure this is what) and this does include poses -you can have somewhat romantic requested for references for characters(Ex-engineer and soldier, holding hands or kissing, or something romantic like that)

questions that would probably be asked or not be asked but oh well -

Will there be any ships?

Yes, but I’m not sure on which types yet-I’m fine with any tf2 ship except for … that gross one and you know what I’m talking about so please tell me on what ships that you guys would like to see! (the only ship that I know I’m going to be putting in this is medic and heavy— it’s a crime to not make them a ship to be honest)

(if I decided on what ships to do -I will edit this )

What is “the one gross” ship?

I already know they will at least be one or two people confused about what I said-the ship I am talking about is.. daddy issues (spy/scout), and you can probably see why I will not be adding this at all to my thing-do not ask for the ship at all, please

Does Scout know that’s spy Is his dad?

Both of the scouts know that the Spy’s are their dads

-RED Scout that RED spy is his dad—but he acts like he does it

- BLU scout knows BLU spy is his dad, and he has a good bond with him (and he have mommy issues though)

Does the teams know that the scouts and the spies are related?

Both teams are aware -

RED does not bring it up though

BLU sometimes bring it up but not to soften. They don’t really care and it’s not a big surprise for them basically

Is anyone allowed to make you do dares or ask you to do stuff?

I guess?-though I will try to draw myself into some scenes if anyone ask me anything, but I’m not really sure

-Anyone can ask my character anything though! (he is the scout with the mask on in the photo)

When can people start asking or daring stuff?

I will be posting every time when the blog is open for questions and when it’s close

I think that’s all-

Let the TF2 Ask log begin.!!

The different dares and asks from the first to the last one: 1-apples and bows (RED Sniper & RED Scout) , 2-alcohol is alcohol (RED Demoman), 3-look in the eye (RED Demoman), 4-blue beetle (BLU Scout)

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jewishevelinebaker · 1 year ago

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Have you ever wanted to make the TF2 guys drown in a pool? Or perhaps... kiss? Well, now you can! Here's a list of my TF2 Sims 4 custom content. Playtested, all LODs, all base game compatible. If you come across any problems let me know, but I don't think you should.

I made 3 items for Scout: his cap with headset, shirt with rolled up sleeves (comes in RED and BLU), and a necklace with 2 dogtags.

For Sniper I converted his hat, made a pair of sunglasses with a yellow tint, and added his facial scars. The scars can be found in skin detail, freckles. Also for Sniper I took a vanilla hairstyle and drew on his funky hairline.

Shown with Makesims' Hand Wraps

Here are 3 vests I made by combining and changing some vanilla vests. The one on the left is intended for Heavy, as it has t-shirt sleeves. The two on the right can work for either Demo or Sniper, as both have sleeves rolled up to their elbows. Both contain swatches with and without Demo's long undershirt sleeves. All vests come in BLU and RED.

Also shown here, on Demo and Heavy, are a pair of pants I converted from Strangerville's army career. See, normally when Sims 4 pants tuck into boots, the lower sections of the pants just disappear. But with these, because they include the shoes, the pants puff up over the top of the boots. There are 5 swatches: brown/grey, RED, BLU, and RED/BLU with gradient.

On Heavy and Sniper are black fingerless gloves. There is a swatch with gloves on both hands and a swatch with one glove (for Sniper).

Shown with Pralinesims' eye patch. Also, for Demo I used a white left eye from my Bad Batch CC for when he takes it off.

For Soldier and Engie I made these hats from scratch. Soldier's has two swatches to match his RED and BLU outfits. Engie also gets a pair of goggles.

I made Spy's mask by editing the ninja mask from the Spooky stuff pack and Pyro's by recoloring the inaccurate scuba mask from Island Living. It's not exactly a gas mask, but I really did not feel like making one from scratch and I'm not satisfied with any gas mask CC that already exists.

Pyro's mask also has a version with cat ears. For pary time, of course. Their shirt, while not exactly like Pyro's in-game shirt, has a similar silhouette which is why I chose it. There are white, RED, and BLU versions with and without the balloonicorn graphic.

I also made Pyro's gloves. The second swatch adds a black covering on the neck so that Pyro can wear many shirts without showing skin.

Here are the outfits for the rest of the characters.

Medic has a recolor of the Get to Work lab coat, RED and BLU, with and without gloves.

Spy has a recolor of the base game pinstripe suit in RED and BLU.

For Pyro, in addition to the shirt, I made another pair of pants with gradient, but this time they can go with taller boots. The boots do not come with my CC.

Engie has a recolor of the handyman overalls, in RED and BLU. I also made the gunslinger as a glove. There are two versions, with and without the bulky wrist part, so that it can still work with long sleeves and not clip.

Miss Pauling's dress has 3 swatches with different shades of purple. Please ignore the shading issues in this post's cover image; it has since been fixed but that pic was so hard to get I'm not retaking it.

I have added a few build/buy options. The 2Fort roofs (shown in the 2Fort images earlier) are a recolor of roofs from Werewolves. I also added the gym and meeting room walls from Expiration Date.

Mercenary Career!! Branches for all classes, plus branches for the Administrator and Miss Pauling. Script mods must be turned on and the files for this cannot be more than 1 folder deep in your mods folder.

All items can be found here on Sims File Share.

Recommended: Serenity's 1960s CC and Simduction's Dixie Hair for Ma 💖

My build of 2Fort and my sims can be found on my gallery, username Dadverinee.

#aud.txt #tf2 #team fortress 2 #sniper #scout #pyro #engineer #demoman #soldier #spy #miss pauling #heavy #medic #my ts4 cc #the sims 4 #sims 4 cc

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ryuzakemo128 · 6 months ago

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Concept

Pairing: Poly!141 x Scottish Female Reader

Notes: Scottish parts might be inaccurate. Gaz will be introduced in a later edit.

Notes 2: Female reader is a close combat specialist, sniper, and Intelligence Analyst. As well as an expert tracker. More details on this part to come. Crow is also the call sign I have decided to go with because I felt it was fitting.

Content Warning: Gore. Death.

Credit for Dividers: @cafekitsune

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“What's the matter, hen?” Soap asked, noticing your furrowed brow as you studied the intel map with a magnifying glass. You are a peculiar sight, this Scottish lass, with your hair pulled back in a bun and piercing eyes missed nothing.

Your call sign, 'Crow' suited you perfectly; elusive and sharp as the bird itself. Yet, there was a softness to you, you kept tucked away. Hidden beneath layers of combat gear and a no-nonsense attitude.

“Eejit says we've got a lead, lead my arse, I say,” You muttered under your breath, your Scottish burr thick with frustration as you traced the map's lines with a gloved finger.

“This intel's as fresh as last week's fish.” You looked up at Soap, your eyes flashing with irritation. “Smells just as bad, if not worse.”

John Price, the grizzled veteran of Task Force 141, stepped into the room, his eyes immediately drawn to the tension in the air. He knew his team was the best, but even the best could crack under pressure. “Care to share the joke, Crow?” he asked, his voice gruff but laced with concern.

“Nae, Nae. Nae joke this time. Wish it were, though,” You replied, your eyes returning to the map. “Look here, this path through the mountains, it's too obvious. If we're dealin' with someone who's got half a brain, they'd have gone around, not through.” You pointed to an alternative route that wove around the peaks, traced by a faded dotted line.

“This is where we should be headed.”

Price leaned over your shoulder, scrutinising the map with his seasoned gaze. “Could be a decoy,” he murmured thoughtfully, stroking his stubble. “But you're right, it's worth a shot. We need to get ahead of this before it turns into a full-blown mess.”

“My hunch is the wee lad's tryin' to throw us off,” You said, your voice low and determined as you tapped the map with the tip of your knife.

“But I've been navigating these lands since I could walk. I know a thing or two about not leavin' a trail where you don't want to be followed. And if he dinnae want to be found, he'd have taken the high road.”

Ghost, ever the silent observer, leaned in from his position by the window, his masked face a mix of curiosity and respect. “Your instincts are sharp, Crow,” he said in his calm, measured tone. “But we can't dismiss the intel entirely. Could be they're counting on us to underestimate the obvious.”

Soap must have been woken up while you went ahead to find out what the intel was all about. They woke up to your miles into the mountains. 'If you can't get something done, you're better off doin it yerself.' Soap remembered you saying with a smirk.

You had always been a bit of a lone wolf, preferring the solitude of the wilderness to the chaos of the barracks.

But when it came to the team, you are as loyal as they came, which was why Soap and Price had agreed to let you go solo on this reconnaissance mission.

Soap heard your voice through the radio, “Cannae see a damn thing.”

“Crow, report,” Price's voice was sharp and commanding.

“Lad's gone. Fire pit says he was there at least an hour ago. Still warm,” You reported, your voice crackling over the radio. “But not a soul in sight. And the trail's as cold as the mountain air.”

Price's eyes narrowed as he listened intently. “Stay put, we're on our way.” He turned to Soap and Ghost, who were already gearing up. “Looks like we've got ourselves a wild goose chase.”

“His mate looks….looks like he was eaten by bears. This lad isn't friendly. We're hunting a bear.”

Price's gaze snapped to you, “Clarify, Crow.”

“Blood all over. Didnae waste an ounce of him,” Your voice was grim over the radio, the weight of the words hanging heavily in the tense silence of the room. “If we're dealin' with someone who can vanish into the mountains like this, we're in for a rough night.”

Ghost and Soap exchanged a look of concern before Price spoke into the radio. “We're on the move. Keep your eyes peeled for anything out of place. We don't know what we're walking into.”

“Ma heid’s mince”

Soap asked, “Why are you confused?”

You sighed into the radio, “The tracks lead to a dead end, Soap. A perfect circle of claw marks, but no way out. It's like he flew away, for the love of the gods!”

Soap nodded, his own mind racing. “Hold your position. Ghost and I will be there soon.”

“Well, didnae plan on movin yet.”

The sound of your voice over the radio was as sharp as the mountain winds outside. Soap knew you are capable, but he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled in his gut. As they approached your location.

The landscape grew increasingly treacherous. Path narrowing until it was barely more than a goat track.

Ghost moved like a shadow, his expertise in stealth and reconnaissance unmatched.

Soap, on the other hand, was a brute force kind of guy, but he knew when to tread lightly.

Soap raised an eyebrow at you waving two glow sticks around. Mainly to pinpoint where you are.

“Thinkin' we might need a new strategy,” you called out as the two men approached, the flickering light from the glow sticks painting strange patterns on the rocky ground. “This lad's got more tricks up his sleeve than a street magician at a fair.”

Gaz was about to take a closer look at the body when you stopped. “Some things are better off not touched, lad.” you were stern on this choice in particular. “Just because you're prepared to see it all doesn't mean you should be seeing it whenever you get the chance.”

#poly141!#poly141! x reader #poly141! x female reader #poly141! x f!reader #poly141! x fem reader #poly141 #poly141 x reader #poly141 x female reader #poly141 x fem reader #poly141 x f! reader #captain john price x reader #captain john price x female reader #john 'soap' mactavish x reader #john 'soap' mactavish x female reader #simon 'ghost' riley x reader #simon 'Ghost' riley x female reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #Kyle Gaz Garrick x female reader #Muggy's Ideas

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