#its always john

[willow-salix]

I deserve a treat! Who else does?

You do, do you? How about a gorgeous spaceman chilling out in the library?

Works for me and I'm sure it works for @selene-tempest too.

[tojisun]

in a way, simon believes that your first time should be shared. it’s not really a kink nor a fetish, just that. well.

you’re his captain’s favourite.

see, simon’s never had a ‘good’ roster of dates. they’ve always burned faster than what he wanted; and he’s learned that oftentimes, physical compatibility means nothing when they would rather fight him about the weight of his secrets than trust that simon’s disappearance isn’t because he’s out cheating.

price had never really liked any of them; he’d always given the same reaction whenever simon swung by to introduce them to him—lips pursed, a single thick eyebrow cocked, before letting out a slow sigh through his nose.

sure, he’d be cordial and kind, faux smile easing up simon’s dates into a quiet stutter because you don’t have to be military to feel the drags of price’s scrutiny. but simon knew what price didn’t say—he was not pleased with them. hell, he was not even wowed, not by that brunette with a trimmed waist nor by that scholar with soft lips.

and simon’s learned to trust price more than himself so the breakups follow not soon after.

then, you came along.

you’re pretty and smart and kind to a fault, and simon felt like he was on something unsteady because it felt too good to be true. you felt too good to be true. too understanding of simon’s cross, of his silence and his secrets. too patient even when simon struggles to be honest with you.

too beautiful for him to hold back.

so he brought you back home—home was wherever his squad were—and introduced you to his mates. garrick and mactavish were swayed into your gravitational pull, leaving them to paw at each other with your name pressed between their lips like maybe if they did it that way, they would be able to take a taste of you.

it was surprising, sure, especially when one knows how achingly possessive they are for each other, but it was price that was shocking the most.

perhaps it’s the way you returned his banter with a level of honesty or maybe it was the way you had eyed him with the same hunger that burned within simon or maybe it was the ease in the way you folded into yourself in front of john like you knew what it meant to be before him. to be presented to him. whatever it was, it led to john giving simon his approval, crooned directly into his lieutenant’s ears like simon had just successfully completed a mission entrusted to him by price. like simon had just proved himself to their captain.

like price was finally, truly, proud of him.

so, in return, it’s just right to share your first time with simon—your first time with anyone, for that matter—with price, isn’t it? honour his approval by giving him proof that you and simon have done good in fostering your relationship.

(your nose curls, fury building up in your chest. “that’s not how it works, si.”

but simon is stubborn and he’s not listening, and—

the doorbell rings. simon perks up like a damn puppy. and— oh.

oh.

he needs his captain there. it’s—

you’re not the show. you’re not who’s going to be watched. it’s simon.

huh. well then, you’re not really opposed to it now, actually.)

[hamsterdads]

johndave afternoon

[koszmarnybudyn]

Monster John is something that can be so very special.

[cabinette]

Season 4 boyosss... some explorations in order to get oscar + noel down. maybe some maries and butchers soon!!!

[wild0moon]

i bring you: my casual clothes tankman design (and steve too) i am so normal about found family tankdad

happy pride month lol

[wojtekaneko]

Knives Out: 13th century edition

[angel-bugz]

Lazy, tired writing today bc I need to write something... life is hectic for me recently...

Overworked!Reader who, on the rare occasion, is asleep by the time the boys return from deployment. More often than not will you be able to hold out for long enough and stay awake to welcome the two back home - to eat together, and to all crawl to bed.

This time, the space is quiet as they enter the front door. Too quiet. Simon is yet to hear your soft footsteps padding down the hallway and Soap can just barely smell the remnants of a home cooked meal. They know instantly, that it's been one of those days. They soften at the mere thought of you in bed, cozy and warm. One shushes the other and they quietly set down their belongings, taking off their shoes with a caution similar to that of a recon mission. Hushed reminders to each other to 'be quiet'. Entering the bedroom, peeling off their most of their clothes in silence. The need to eat and shower forgotten about when they slide under the covers - one on either side of you.

In your sleeping state, your body knowingly melts in between theirs. Simon's arm wraps around your middle and Johnny's over your shoulder. All six legs tangled together. Perfect. Sleep and sound.

[willow-salix]

New chapter, what's this?

New chapter is up and there is some major tea spilling going down. Sippity sip!

Here's the link

Picture of the boy looking relaxed on the beach for attention.

I know, I get it, he's too hot to not stare at. So here's the link again in case you missed it with your eyes glued to the boy.

[shittalkerxox]

The 141 have a ridiculous run of inside jokes that is continuosly ruining their lives, such as;

1.) If someone says, "You love it really," to you, you immediately have to agree with them, no matter what the circumstances. Otherwise, you lose the ability to do it back. This has resulted in many weird fake confessions, including one time in which Soap got fed up with people making your mom jokes at him and went on a rant about it. Ghost glanced at him in front of a room full of cadets and just went, "You love it really, though," and Soap almost died as he sadly nodded and replied, "Yeah, I do."

2.) If something even remotely sexual sounding is said about you, you must always say, "You're damn right I do/am/will," back. This backfired once when they were in a defreif and Price said something about Gaz "coming through the back door" and Gaz, without think, winked and replied "You're damn right I did," In front of everyone and got in trouble for mild insubordination. (The others almost died laughing as he realised what he'd done, who he'd done it to, and who he'd done it in front of (aka Price's bosses))

3.) When talking about Roach, they will always act like he's died. He hasn't, but none of them can stop the joke, and it always makes all of them crack up, even Roach. This once caused major panic, as once when Ghost was discussing their latest mission with Laswell, he said, "It was fine because Roach - God rest his soul -" and Laswell had about two minutes where she thinks Roach has dropped dead and she didn't fucking know.

4.) They will always make up bad stories for how they met Ghost, if anyone ever asks. It doesn't matter what the truth is, or who they're speaking to, when asked, all three of them will reply with some made up, overly dramatic or down right boring story on how they met. These stories ranged from Ghost, saving them from a shark attack (Gaz), Ghost selling them assorted drugs as a teenager (Roach), and most devastatingly is when Soap told a distant relative of his that he met Ghost after "finding him with my older brother, behind his wifes back" he does not have an older brother, and so there is no wife.

5.) They always reference the "Malibu incident." None of them have ever been to Malibu. Nothing bad has ever happened there, but now they've created a whole conspiracy in the British Army about a coverup that happened in Malibu. Price knows about this one and finds it endlessly funny, so he goes along with it, never directly mentioning it but refusing to deny it when someone asks. If anyone ever asks about the details of it, they just give a deadpanned look as if the other person should already know and say; "Don't make me say it." There are rumours. Like, a lot of rumours.

6.) Roach claps every time someone says, "I'll be there for you" because once he clapped at the wrong time during the friends intro and had been paying the price ever since. It doesn't happen often, but sometimes you'll just hear him clapping - not even in the tune to the friends theme. Just random clapping. If any of the others hear it, they almost always reply with "That's a fuckin' joke" in a really disappointed tone. It's confused a lot of people.

[gomzdrawfr]

Redrew an old doodle for my ☕️ supporter

[tremendously-crazy]

The reason we never see a Sherlock Holmes mystery narrated by Holmes where Watson is actually there is because Holmes would ONLY talk about Watson the entire time

[killerpancakeburger]

Oblivious!Human!Reader x Smitten!Werewolf!Soap 🐺

Soap, pinning them against a wall, in a growl: Y'drive me bloody mad, y'know tha? (sexual) (bc Reader has been missing all the hints he drops)

Reader: Oh... sorry (interprets "driving mad" as "annoying")

[koszmarnybudyn]

I finally did the trend

[karkatbug]

For the final day: hsday/birthday party @413countdown

HAPPY HOMESTUCK DAY!

And happy birthday, John! The older you get, the less you want to celebrate, but that's why your friends are here ♥

4/13/2023 || 4/13/2024

[s0fter-sin]

cw mild horror

johnny moves into a new house with his dog riley after his last relationship implodes

it's on the older side, a fixer upper; a project he can lose himself in so he doesn't have to let himself think of how his ex used him up just to toss him aside. the backyard's huge with a cluster of trees ringing the property that look beautiful in the sunset. it even has a basement, rarely seen in the uk, that's perfect to store all the supplies he'll need to fix the place up

the only downside is how far away it is from everything; it takes a good hour to drive to anything

but johnny has riley and that's all he needs

he talks to him as he works on the place; promises a new start for them both, that this could be the place they always needed. sure it's old and the groans and scratches that occasionally come from the walls can be a bit unsettling and the smell coming from the dumbwaiter is… concerning but johnny needs this place to work; he needs something to go right and be his and if that thing is a slightly creepy house then so be it

it was a steal; he still can't believe how cheap he got it considering the size of the block but the realtor seemed all too happy to be rid of it. she couldn’t tell him much about the place beyond the size of the land and that it only belonged to two people since it was built; the original owner who built it before it went abandoned for a decade or so until it was bought by a young couple who owned it for over thirty years

he asked about the couple, if they were happy in the long years they lived here, but she just said it wasn’t her place to say. johnny just shrugged; guess confidentiality extends beyond doctors these days

riley sticks by his side as he evaluates the house, figuring out what needs to be done and what to prioritise. he gives himself a week to wallow, living out of boxes with battery powered lanterns to light his - admittedly dismal - dinners before he gets to work. he decides to start with the wiring and old electricity box in the basement. riley occasionally gets distracted by some smell in the old vents but always coming back when johnny starts talking again

it's late by the time he gets the lights to finally stay on so he decides to shower in his newly lit bathroom and turn in

he's laying in bed, hair still wet, when he hears the scratch of riley's nails on the floorboards and sighs, swinging an arm down the side of the bed for pets if riley wants them; wiggling them in invitation when feels his breath on his fingers

"am i doing the right thing?" he asks him. "just- up and leavin'? i don't miss him. i don't... but... should i have tried to make it right 'stead of runnin' with my tail between my legs?"

riley's breaths are all that answer him

then he remembers his ex's apathetic face when he walked in on him in their living room; when he looked him right in the eyes and didn't even bother to stop his moans or hide the legs slung around his waist

"that shouldn't be on me," he growls. "he's the one who decided to nail that goddamn tart- i shouldn't be the one to have to fix shit. he should've been the one on his knees beggin' me to stay."

and he did beg- begged him not to sell the flat he owned and already paid off, the one his ex never spent a dime on rent on yet still had the audacity to ask to stay until he found a new place to fuck his side piece in

"just... why didn't he try?" he whispers. "...why wasn't i enough?"

johnny flinches as riley's tongue laps at his fingers, thick and wet and gross, and he huffs a laugh. "you're right," he smiles. "we're better off without him. just you and me, aye boy?"

he doesn't stop licking and johhny laughs again, pulling his hand back to wipe off on the sheets

"nasty boy," he chuckles. "least you love me."

a whine comes from the bedroom door and johnny frowns, looking over as the door swayed open; he thought he treated those hinges already, the sound was driving him nuts

bloody old place, he groans, sitting up-

and freezes when riley cocks his head at him from the doorway

johnny's throat constricts, ice flooding his system while the warm, wet saliva still on his hand burns. his neck protests as he slowly turns to his left, his quickening breaths roaring in his ears; everything in him begging him to not to look-

and screams when he sees a pair of brown eyes and wet lips spread in a wild grin before the man throws himself back into the vent in the wall

the same scratching and groaning johnny’s heard since the day he moved in following him as he crawls somewhere inside the house