#military duties

[thepastisalreadywritten]

"Dogs Go To War"

A 1943 film about dogs being trained for World War II duties by the Remount Section of the Quartermaster Corps.

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A part of the Quartermaster Corps, the U.S. Army Remount Service provided horses (and later mules and dogs) as remounts to U.S. Army units.

[wombywoo]

fresh blood 👶

[ekmsoldier]

shy boy

[neick-hitlz]

𐙚 A little shake-up 𐙚

2/2

C✧mmission

-`♡´-

06/04/24

[doodlesdreaming]

“No more green lights, Johnny. We’re on our own.”

[fixfoxnox]

This is why I'm not the biggest fan of the Price is the dad of the 141 headcanons, because what people fail to understand is that the person on the leash is actually Price

[gofishygo]

to me tf141 x 141! reader is always going to have some sort of place in my heart .

john price who knows he's breaking the rules, getting ever too close to his sweet subordinate, knowing that his grip on their hand during missions drags for moments too long . but he knows, he's okay with the risks , because it's you . even if it compromises the both of you in ways that would never happen if you'd just stayed apart , raises the price on both of your heads by a tenfold , you've wormed your way into his heart, and know he would make sure you lived there forever .

kyle 'gaz' garrick who'd sworn he'd always stick it to the civvies . less complicated that way, he initially thought , not having to deal with any more danger and conspiracy and the headstrong rivalries he kept to his taskforce , only another pretty face . but you come along , with your tac vest and chipper smile and bright eyes , and you let him breathe . a person who acted far more 'humany' than the rest of the team, but had the agility and strength the spear a gun like a battering bull into an enemy and still make it look incredibly beautiful . and then he forgets how to breathe at the sight of you , all over again .

simon 'ghost' riley who puts his heart out on line and hook for his new teammate . he'd never imagined finding gentleness under such military circumstances, never felt the warmth of his weary and broken heart in living hands ever since his family . but you patch him up and piece him up in and in between long deployments, and he cant help but cherish the fingerprints you leave on him .

john 'soap' mactavish who bores at the idea of a slow and civilian life, with his 'best friend' in the taskforce feeding right into it . testing bombs together, challenging each other to clear courses the fastest . wiping the dirt and blood off of each others faces after the roughest missions , excusing his rising heartbeat by the adrenaline when you fall asleep on his shoulder in the chopper . and when you laugh , it's sharp and loud and the exact hum he wants to drown himself in for the rest of his life .

[militarymen101]

[wispscribbles]

❄️ Remember to bring blankets for your recon mission ❄️

[aftg4rd]

in between missions 🫡

[wombywoo]

soaps 🧼

[ekmsoldier]

konig

[oceantornadoo]

i need simon riley with a 9-5 f!reader. she’s dreams of owning a coffee shop or writing a book but something has to pay the bills and the corporate lifestyle is reliable.

what’s even more reliable is a hulking military man in front of your office building at your every lunch break, already having claimed a table at the outdoor seats. or this masked figure of destruction buying you a standing desk when you work from home, peeking in during calls to make sure you’re using it (since you always complain about your back aching). he knows you dream of that life in a bookstore, you know he can give it to you, but you both know you’re too set in your independence to let him. and for now, he’ll just make do, bookmarking ads of at-home walking pads and better laptop speakers.

can you tell i fantasize about this during my corporate job.

[neick-hitlz]

Bear 💪🐻

04/07/23

[str6ngled]

[olisticks]

I just, I need soft love with simon "ghost" riley

He's so sweet, laying with you in bed, his weight on top of you like a weighted blanket. He's got his face buried in your chest, small kisses being pressed into the skin their. Neither of you have your shirts on, needing to be as close as possible to each other.

You have your hand resting on the crown of his head, short buzzed hair slightly grown out at the top. scratching his scalp absentmindedly as you rest together, cherishing the rare moment of rest and comfort you bring each other.

Later into the night he has his thick arms wrapped around your waist as he snores, his body still on top of you as you drift to sleep together, content in simply holding each other.