#you're soon becoming the whole 141's partner

[soap-ify]

ruru!! i hope you are doing well, i'm sending hugs ♡(˶˃ᆺ˂˶)

my brain is currently filled to the brim with the idea of gaz being such a lil shit!! he has you on his lap in a crowded bar, all of task141 piled into a tiny booth. it starts off relatively normal, an average pub night for the five of you but then he get's playful, touching you teasingly and soap is the first to catch on, watching with googly eyes that makes you flustered and shy!!

gaz acts like you aren't even there, just a stress toy for him to play with while his team watches and talks about you :((

LAURY HELLO! sending you lots of hugs too this is so filthy... he's such a little shit! (this is unedited btw so like... yeah.)

cw — f!reader, pre-established gaz x reader, majorly suggestive.

gaz couldn’t care less about the fact that his whole team was simply watching you while you squirmed on his lap, his hands wandering over your body.

it was supposed to be a sweet, innocent, hangout — just relaxing after all the stress and catching up with each other. though you snuggling up into your boyfriend’s side was clearly a mistake since he was so quick to pull you on his lap, catching you off guard. all you could do was giggle sheepishly and try to ignore the heat rising up on your cheeks, doing your best to focus on the conversation.

though gaz made it harder for you to properly concentrate, his hands lazily fondled the plush of your thighs, sometimes moving up to your stomach.

“kyle-” you tried to warn him by whispering softly. you realised that you weren’t being discreet once you looked over at soap, catching him staring at you with an amused gaze, lips curled up into a cheeky grin. ghost was staring at you too, his eyes observing you intently while he took slow sips of his drink,

you were too afraid to look over at price, knowing that he was most probably staring at you as well. your eyes instead looked around the cramped bar, making sure no one was looking over at the booth you five were sitting in.

“teasin’ her too much eh, sergeant?” price chuckled gruffly, taking a puff of his cigar, the scent seeming even more stronger than before. you could swear that your senses were getting even more aware due to all of this attention, gaz’s fondling doing nothing but making your head all blurry.

“ye showin’ her off tae us!” soap feigned offense and pouted grumpily, crossing his arms. ghost didn’t bother to say anything, though his intense gaze spoke louder than anything.

“am i?” gaz pretended to be oblivious, ignoring the soft whimper that left your lips once his fingers slipped inside your shirt, the contact with your skin making you shiver. “you don’t mind it, do you lovie?” he cooed into your ear, his lips grazing against the side of your jaw. you dumbly nodded, your hands clenching into the corner of the table.

“no i don’t…” your whisper made soap shuffle closer to you and gaz, his hand reaching over to cup the side of your face, tilting your head over to him.

“bonnie lass…” his tone made your insides warm up even more. gaz leaned back a bit so soap could touch you a bit more, his hands eagerly beginning to paw onto your thighs. you shifted on gaz’s lap, squeaking quietly once you felt his boner pressing against the back of your ass, your subtle shifting causing you to unintentionally grind against him

“careful there, johnny. you’re acting like a starved dog.” ghost clicked his tongue, scooting over to price so they both could watch the two sergeants grabbing you like their personal stress toy, eager to devour you up.

price knew that he was taking you all home once your eyes met him briefly, flipping some switch on inside him.

“i’ll pay the bills, you go and start the car. alright?” he whispered over to his lieutenant.

[empresskadia]

I feel like "hear me out" has become this blogs version of submitting headcanons of ideas, so please hear me out:

Linda absolutely SWOONS for a mute s/o. The two of them are the most quiet people on the Infinity, and Fred nearly choked to death on his food when he heard her giggle when the two of you were communicating with sign.

Kelly is attracted to anyone who is willing to race her. She will be head over heels if you can keep up with her.

Cal-141 is the doting girlfriend. She likes it when your head is in her lap and she gets to play with your hair, and think it's adorable how after a long day you assure her you won't fall asleep but do as soon as she runs her fingers through your scalp.

Palmer likes sparring dates, if only to show off her abs. She's a sore loser though.

I hope you saw the meme I made, I received this at work and was giggling like a schoolgirl. But also, it totally did and I would have it no other way, I'm listening, tell me more <3

I COULD WRITE A WHOLE FANFIC WITH LINDA AND MUTE S/O AND I MIGHT. I'm literally here for this, especially if they are a spartan or combat unit. If Linda doesn't already know sign language and she'll learn for her partner, OMG their fireteam being protective of them and thinking Linda was gonna give her future partner some sort of shit for being mute but only for her to sign 'That was a pretty good shot earlier, I'm impressed.' [seriously why am I crying?? Just this scene in my head is so sweet.] and you and your fireteam are taken back but you sign 'thank you' and give her a smile and Linda is just o b s e s s e d. From there on out, Linda always signs a greeting if you pass by and she ends up teaching you some Spartan signels to communicate with. I'm screaming-

Kelly loves to race, even if her partner hops into a ghost and challenges her to a race, she's ready and bouncing on her toes, she's that excited. But if you keep up with her, she's sold, if she wasn't your ride or die before, she is now and everyone knows it.

I'm so glad you included Cal, sweet bby angel, I can see her as a doting partner, especially when she's trying to figure out how to be human. It's all the little things that get her excited, especially any sort of physical contact. I think she would also like it when her partner helps style her hair, whether it's by putting it into a ponytail or braiding and pinning it up. Ooo, Cal hates seeing her partner get hurt and always does the equivalent of Spartan panicking, asking over and over again, if you're alright and if you're hurt anywhere.

I wasn't expecting Palmer but gimme. SHE'S 100% A SORE LOSER, Sarah loves sparring dates but hates when her partner gloats if they win. She wants a rematch and you happily oblige, the both of you are always learning something new about the other and becoming the ideal fighting pair on the field. Sarah covers your blind spots and you have her back with hers.