Note: Kyle has been excluded from 141 writing content and it's such a shame. So decided to share my thoughts and headcanons like I did for König. Enjoy.
Kyle goes all the way or not at all. He's committed with his whole being and his last breath. Relationships platonic, romantic or familial. Work. His study. What he beliefs in. He will finish what he planned on doing. And he will do it right.
This man is stubborn and he admits it. Yet he knows it's a blind spot therefor Kyle stays patient and open minded. He's eager to understand people and problems so if you think differently about something he loves to talk about the subject with respect and interest in mind.
He is fond solving problems, defeating complex obstacles and approaching many things as if they are puzzles.
Kyle is emotionally intelligent and efficient at reading people. He knows when people lie and he greatly dislikes people who make a habit of it.
Looks for great communication skills in people and relationships and returns it tenfold.
Never beats around the bush. Especially loved ones.
Goodness he's such a passionate person its written all over him. Is extremely attractive. He's luminous and I think that's why he impressed Price as fast as he did. He's a tad bit intimidating outside of work because of that passion and fierceness. However once he really starts talking he's such a laid back dude. Typical quick and sharp British humour. Chill down-to-earth unless a topic hes interested in is discussed. Then hes all: !!!
Family man. I like to picture him with a large family. His siblings deff look up to him. Never encouraged military work. Only his mother knows what he does for work. Siblings and pops believe he has a non combat involved job in the military.
I can see his parents being ER doctors. both love helping people. Great at handling urgency and crisis well. Kyle and his siblings got used to being independent from a young age with their parents working full time at odd hours.
Kyle holds on to his independence extremely hard because of this. Not always a healthy thing but he never wanted his parents to worry about him and it drags into almost all of his relationships now.
Deff oldest. It's not easy. A lot of expectations. A lot of bitterness. A lot of resentment. Endless love. Hes loyal and it's a dangerous thing. Reallyyy hard for him to give up on someone or something because of that. Especially his parents.
That one friend who, at the end of the day, drives all the lads home. The one who shows up with a hot meal when you tell him you're feel like shit. The friend who makes sure you feel comfortable in a loud room when you are sensitive to loud sounds and crowded spaces. The friend who wears the multi pocket cargo jeans with different snacks for different mates, gum, tampons for the mates who need it, keys non stop jiggling and some cash.
Early bird.
Fear him.
Loud smoothie make noises at 05.15. Loves to go for a run around town after.
Something about the quiet of the early morning that gets to him.
Town still asleep. A certain freedom. Would get hyped the fuck up if anyone would join him for his run. Always gets them breakfast afterwards.
Most colleagues assume he's some goody two shoes who follows the rules. Nerdy type who reads instructions and double checks the prio lis-
NO.
Wings it. Unexpected punk rock.
He's subtle and casual about it, but authorities need to earn his respect. Breaks rules a lot, gets away with it.
Learns quickly while he operates. A sponge who looks at something once and gets the hang of it in the same breath.
Started following extra training from the start. Advanced combat medical care, interrogation, languages etc. He has many hidden skills and a lot more hidden talents. Priceless ally, powerful foe..
Can talk absolute filth and flirt fluently in 7 languages just saying..
As i said he approaches people like puzzles and he is fond of trying to decipher Prices work tactics as his protege.
Johnathan has a soft spot for Kyle seeing his great efforts in the field.
Secretly baby brothers him in the back of his head a bit but Kyle would never catch a glimpse of that. Price is the ultimate puzzle.
Has a few close friends from high school and his former jobs who stuck around despite him not having the time to be present. The true friendships he treats with care. Introduces his s/o to his friends like he would introduce them to his family.
Small friend circle. Likes it that way.
Gorgeous swimmer body. But prefers to cover himself up due to his scars. Sporty streetwear, combat boots, darker tones. Switches it up with casual formal wear like button up loosened some and suit pants.
Rarely wears suits but holy hell when he does..
Had one serious relationship and a few people he dated. Parted on good terms but the main reason was lack of time to spend together. It had a huge hidden impact on Kyle and resulted in him looking at relationships as simply not done.
Wishes for a romantic connection but he doesn't want to neglect one ever again. Slowburn if he were to fall for someone. He really just want patience and mercy. But sadly not the type to part from his profession. He resents the fact he starts to become the workaholic his parents are. But, is what it is..
Ride or die. As i said hes loyal and puts a great deal of effort in clear communication. Loves raw and unfiltered people who are respectful.
Classy and charismatic. Great flirt, great heart. He's honest about his interests. And he's serious when he is wooing someone.
Johnny boy and Kyle get along perfectly! They are both anxious to prove themselves all the time. They are mid twenties in a line of work that is ruthless. Their colleagues are merciless. And above that they are hard on themselves.
They saw competition in the other until the boys figured out they work quite well. In fact they seem to read each other just fine and compliment the others skillset.
I have romantic headcanons cooking for Kyle and I might share a fic im working on for him as well! Bodyguard fic since its canon he has done some jobs for that. Kyle as bodyguard đ€€
Phew its been a while since i posted anything here but lack of Gaz content really made me motivated to post.
WARNINGS: At the end it talks a little about dick piercings other than that everything else is chill
GAZ
Gaz had pestered Price for weeks to meet his husband. All Gaz wanted was to meet his other dad, so can you blame him? Price relented and let the task force meet him. Gaz was shocked like mouth wide open type shocked. He was definitely not expecting you to be the polar opposite of Price and he was most definly expect you to look the way you look. Once he gets over his shock, he will ask a thousand questions about you tattoos and piercings, so be prepared to answer way too many questions. Also, now you're officially his second dad, so congrats. You have a son now.
GHOST
When Ghost first met you he noted all the piercings and tattoos because itâs kinda hard not to. He thinks they are really cool and will ask a couple of questions about them after knowing you for a while. While Ghost is close to you and Price, he doesnât really come and visit when heâs on leave. So he appreciates the cards and letter you send every couple of months to him. But when you guys can meet up he likes meeting at a bookstore cafe because those are always quiet and tend to be desolate.
ROACH
Like Ghost, he notes the tattoos and piercings. However, he also notes how different you and Price are. He finds it kinda funny. He will make one joke about it then drop it, not wanting to make things awkward. The joke breaks the ice, and he starts to relax. Roach is someone that i think is very anxious when meeting new people. So when he warms up he will ask questions, but heâs not as invasive as Gaz. I feel like Roach would want to get a tattoo or two, but his autism is kinda a block due because of the sensory problems he has.
SOAP
Will make jokes about you and Price looking so completely different. He will ask if you guys have anything in common and would be surprised when he finds out you do. Heâs also like Gaz and will ask way too many questions and probably have you give him recommendations on tattoo shops, so when he gets around to getting more, he knows the places to go. Also I believe Soap would point out and ask you if a certain tattoo means anything randomly.
EXTRA
Price's initial reaction to you:
When Price first met you he was immediately hooked. He was head over heels in love before you finshed exchange simple greetings and introductions. He didn't mind the tattoos or piercings as thats what drew him in. He loves them and something about them just makes him a little hot under the collar. Also I feel if you have dick piercings or you are thinking about them this man will go FERAL. He's just like YES!!!
so i got this request which i won't be showing in case it might trigger someone nor will i tag the person who requested this bc im not sure if he would be comfortable with it. i've never written about sh hurt comfort before, simply because i didn't feel like i could do justice for the comfort part but i tried my best and tried to make it not so triggering. your media consumption is your own responsibility, please proceed carefully and do not read if you're not in the right mindset. if you're struggling, i know it's hard but please reach out to a loved one or even me. you're not alone, you matter.
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price:
it was purely on accident that he saw your scars. he wouldn't mention it to you but he would ask around, people you interact with if they've heard or seen anything. when they asked questions he would simply shut them down or use his rank and pull the "classified information" card. he wouldn't really know what to do, given he's your superior so it was kind of his responsibility, so he got in touch with kate to help him find a therapist. his first instinct is to get professional help if needed. he would invite you to his office so it's just the two of you and make you comfortable, even make you a cup of tea. he would approach the topic carefully and wouldn't force you to tell anything you didn't want to, reassure you that he's not upset, he just wants to help. if you refuse to get a therapist it's okay, he completely understands and will offer you to talk to him instead. he may come off as stern sometimes but it's just because he genuinely cares so much about you and is worried constantly, no matter how old the scars are. he would try to think of alternatives for you to put that energy into if you still struggle and would be there anytime to comfort you. he kinda acts like a dad (like w everyone bruh)
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ghost:
oh sweet lord this man. he kind of had a feeling when he noticed that even in the hottest weather you only wore long sleeved clothes. he would notice them when your sleeve and the somewhat shorts you had on accidentally rolled up. you just ignored his eyes burning holes through you, given it was normal for him to just stare menacingly at anyone. (not on purpose tho he just looks mean by default) i wouldn't say it would trigger him, but it would definitely stir up some unpleasant feelings inside of him because of his past. he knows exactly how you feel and wants to help you, no matter if you're a friend or just some rando at the base. just like price he would approach the subject carefully, knowing well how hard it is to reach out for help and how it's even harder to open up and actually talk about it. he isn't the best at comforting but he's is a damn good listener and he'll let you know that if you need him don't hesitate to talk to him even if it feels useless. will crack those stupid jokes of his to make you feel better lol tbh i feel like he would be the best kind of person to open up to because he relates so much, he completely understands the feeling of being ashamed of self-destructive activities and would be the sweetest during a relapse. would caress gently the older scars on your body if you allow him to :(<3
he strikes me as a very straightforward person bc of the graves scene. my dude just straight up told the cabrĂłn to stfu (as he should!!) so based on this i think as soon as he sees he's all up in your business. of course not with the intention to make you uncomfortable but he just wants to make sure you're okay and is absolutely willing to help whether it's finding a therapist or just giving a shoulder to lean on. he values every single person in his life and would literally do anything for them and obviously you're no exception. ngl it would be kind of uncomfortable and awkward as you're not used to so much attention especially surrounding your mental health, but he just wants to do good and he's willing to do anything to help and i mean anything. you need a break from work? done. a hug? you don't even have to ask. he will do everything for you if you feel too drained to do even basic things such as cooking meals, helping you shower if you're comfortable with that and etc. basically becomes a househusband for you!
I read your irish+southern accent+ Malaysian readers and you wrote them so good! And i thought if you could do a platonic fem reader who's Southwest Asian arab with the 141? I just want to argue with these boys and annoy the living out of them while saying habibi and yakhi đ„đ°
I sure can lol. Lmk if anything is wrong and I will change it. I did overall because it was easier to write
The Boys With a Southwest Asian Arab Reader
Oh how you all bicker
You could be saying something in Arabic, telling them off or talking about your frustrations and theyâll just bicker back
Price is the only (as of now) who understands what youâre saying and will give you a look if you say something that heâs not too happy about
You will sometimes call them habibi and depending on the way you say it, theyâll take it as a compliment or be offended
Soap has learned a few phrases and will say them to you sometimes just to watch you get annoyed
They're nothing but respectful towards you and your religion and if you ask Price will give you accommodations
Gaz and Soap will probably be curious and ask you questions a lot about your culture
You and Ghost with engage in banter a lot, almost as much as him and Soap. It drives the others crazy because sometimes you guys just hog the comms
On days off, you're usually hanging around one them if you have nothing better to do
When you want to really get on Price's nerves just call him "yakhi" and watch him fight to not punish
Even though you do push their buttons a lot, you're a valuable asset and one their best friends so they wouldn't have it any other way
A/N: Hope this is okay! I looked up what yakhi was and got a lot of different answers so I tried to word it right. I'll change it if it's wrong
Came across a TikTok of a Scottish man trying to say "burglary" and failing so many times before he gets it and I needed to share cause all I can think of is getting annoyed with Soap's teasing and mouthing off "yeah? Well say burglary" and he gets so worked up because it takes forever to get it right
Oh my god heâd be so pissed. This kind of got out of hand but hope you enjoy this little Soap fic.
Say Burglary
Pairing: Soap x Reader
âSoap, I swear to god if you donât somewhere else, Iâm going to punch you,â you huffed as you went about the process of putting your weapons away in the armory.
"Just having fun, geez." He sighed as he poked you on the cheek.
The most recent mission had been a success. The intel that was needed had been recovered in a quick and timely manner, making it so you didn't have to stay out in the field for very long. Normally, that would've been a good thing since it meant everyone was on their A-game but right now you wished getting the intel had taken an entire month.
Soap was unbearably full of energy. Usually when he got antsy like this, it was taken out on the field, the labor intensive job making it so he rarely had left over energy when you got back. However, since the mission had been finished so quick, his body was still so full of energy he had nothing to do to get it out.
At least, that was his excuse.
He easily could go into the training room to get rid of it, but he was too busy bothering you to do that.
"Soap." You warned him with a quick glare but he just sighed.
"I'm sorry. There's just nothin' to do and you're right here in front of me." He explained and though he looked like he was distressed by the fact that he was bored out of his mind, you could hear the smugness in his voice.
It made you narrow your eyes at him. You often played into these moments with him, but right now you just wanted to get through your routine of coming back on base before that.
A thought popped into your head as you watched him mess with the strings of you jacket. If he was really that bored, then you had something for him to do. It was something you had seen somewhere on one of the social apps you had on your phone that you rarely ever got on.
"Okay, I got something for you." You said in a low voice that made him freeze but he looked at you intently.
"Yeah? What's that, bonnie?" He had a small smirk on his face as he wrapped one of the strong around his finger.
"Say burglary."
Soap's eyebrows knitted together as he stared at you with confusion. He let go of your strings when he saw that you were being serious and placed his hands on his hips.
"Okay..." He began. "Buglur."
The moment the word left his mouth, he was shocked at how his mouth betrayed him yet you had to bite back a smile. You weren't sure if his Scottish accent would actually make it that hard for him to say but judging by his botched pronunciation you were wrong.
"Burglered." He tried again and you watched his face fall to a scowl.
"Close." You smiled and he sent you a quick look.
"Burgulaluray."
This time you couldn't hold back the giggle that fell out of your mouth and he huffed. He sent you another annoyed look as he tried again and again, messing up the pronunciation each time and every time he did, the more annoyed he got.
It didn't help that you were watching him struggled with amusement, your eyes twinkling with mischief that he would have otherwise loved to see. Right now though, he was close to storming out of the room because he was getting so worked up over it.
"Soap, you don't have to say it." You said and he groaned.
"Yes, I do!" He was determined to say it now, to prove that he actually could say the word right. "Burgulaluray!"
"You keep saying it wrong!"
"Dammit!"
You were laughing now and it was hard to stop, even when he told you too. It wasn't that you enjoyed seeing him struggle, it was the fact that he was getting extremely worked up saying a word that you didn't even say on the regular. At the point, he was just harming himself more and it would've been sad to see if it weren't so funny.
"I'm gonna get you for this." Soap threatened but you just scoffed with the shake of your head.
"Sure." You walked out of the armory with him continuing to say the word behind you. "Come back to me when you can say 'burglary'."
"You're evil."
You playfully rolled your eyes and listened to him continue say it the entire time you were making your way to the common area. You were hoping that someone else was in there, specifically Ghost so the two of you could see this mess unfold.
You opened the door to the common area and luckily Ghost was in there, and he was the only person. He was getting something out of the fridge when you both entered.
"Burglary!" Soap yelled and you watched him huff angrily.
"Oh, you got it." You said with disappointment which made him glare at you.
"You witch! You did that just to make me mad."
"Witch is uncalled for."
Ghost stood by the fridge watching you both with confusion. He held the water bottle from the fridge in his hands as he watched you both argue, finding that it wad more enjoyable then going to his room at the moment. He didn't say anything as Soap crossed his arms and pouted like a child.
"Okay, now say squirrel."
"No!"
A/N: This was random and probably dumb but it was also fun lol
If only if only the woodpecker sighs the bark on the tree was as soft as the sky why the wolf waits below hungry and lonely he cries to the moon if only if only
One time I didnât and I was broke for like a month but the next time I seen it I rebloged it and a bitch just got 500 out the blue and a 20 gift card
I need more cowboy reader they are amazing! Could I request Cowboy reader with Alejandro where they meet each other for the first time and how he reacts to their mannerism and accent? Thanks so much and if you don't take this request that's fine too!
Cowboy (Alejandro addition)
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Pairing: Alejandro V. x [Southern] reader
Pronouns: he/him
Fandom: Call of Duty: Modern Warfare II
Quote: âEres un lechĂłn para los vaqueros..â
Disclaimer: Y/n flirting with Alejandro. Untranslated Spanish. (Also not good at Spanish so it may be shit). Also, code name is Copperhead.
A/n: Iâm not sure what this is. This may not be what you wanted, and if so, Iâm sorry.
Master list
Word count: 1k
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Alejandro observed the team heâd be working with. 141. Watching three men exit the plan and walk towards him. Johnny was the first to talk out of the three, greeting the man in front of him.
âAlejandroâŠâ He said.
âSergeant MacTavish.â Alejandro stuck his hand out to shake Johnnyâs hand.
Soap nodded, âcall me Soap.â
Alejandroâs eyes drifted to the skull faced soldier behind Soap. âLieutenantâŠLasewell says they call you Ghost.â
âActually, I believe he prefers to be-â Soap began.
âThatâll do.â Ghost said sternly.
Y/n chuckled. Alejandro then looked at him. âWhatâd they call you?â He asked.
Y/n moved the toothpick in his mouth to the otherside. âCopperhead, but I wouldnâ mind if ya called me da-â y/n was cut off by Soap stomping on his foot. âOw! Damn it, these are new black boots, now yer dirty ass shoe print is on âem!â
âDumbass. You can call him dumbass.â
Alejandro stared at him for a second. He smiled, âWelcome to the âcity of souls.ââ He then turned around walking towards the cars. The rest of them followed.
Y/n chuckled and purposely ran into Soap. âYeah, dumbass..â Alejandro took notice, and a liking, to the hard accent the man carried. It made him smile.
âShepherd's contractors are inbound to reinforce. Theyâre bringing hardware. Theyâll need room.â Ghost said, ignoring the sound of Soap and Y/nâs whisper bickering.
Alejandro looked back at Ghost. âMy base is your base.â
âGood. Now, whereâs Hassan?â He asked.
Y/n got next to Ghost, âup your ass..â He whispered in his ear, Alejandro barely heard it. Ghost pushed y/n away, and y/n laughed.
âCentral safe-house, ten clicks from here.â Alejandro said, as they finally reached the car. âGet in.â He demanded opening the door. âVamos. ÂĄMovĂĄmonos!â He said, getting in the car.
Y/n and Soap had already made their way to the other side. âYou get in first.â Y/n says.
âIâm not sitting in the middle.â Soap said as y/n opened the door.
Y/n grabbed the sleeve of his shirt, forcing him in the car. âIt wasnâ a question.â Y/n then got in the car himself, smooshing Soap.
âThis is my second in command. Sergeant Major Rodolfo Parra.â Alejandro introduced the driver.
Rodolfo looked back at the three of them before leaning over to Alejandro. âTengo miedo de los fantasmasâŠâ He mumbled.
Alejandro smiled, but looked back when he heard y/n chuckle. âYou know Spanish?â
Y/n laughed a little more. âNo.â Soap said.
Y/n slapped the manâs thigh, whispering in his ear to tell him what the driver said. Y/nâs hat hit Soap in the head. âOw! Damn it, Copper!â He yelled.
Y/nâs mood changed, âAh, donâ get yer panties in a wad!â
âMaybe if you didnât wear that hat all the damn time they wouldnât be!â
âYou think the sun comes up just to hear you crow, donâ you? Yer the only one that has a damn problem with it, so shut your damn mouth..â Y/n said
Alejandro chuckled. âÂżDe dĂłnde eres?â He asked the man.
âSur de los Estados Unidos.â Y/n said in the most American way possible.
Alejandro tried so hard not to laugh at how stupid his accent sounded in Spanish, but when Rodolfo laughed he couldnât help it. âSuena como eso.. â He said through a broken laugh. âI would ask to see your hat, but I know the rules.â
âÂżLa sucia o la normal?â Y/n asked.
âAmbos.â
Y/n smiled. âWhat the hell are you guys talkinâ about?â
âThe hat rule. You donâ wear a cowboyâs hat. Yâknow, the one I beat yer ass over.â
âOkay, but why?â Soap asked.
âBecause itâs jusâ not okay. Thereâs a lot of other rules like donâ wear the hat in yer mommaâs house, or donâ wear it inside, but I only wear my hat inside to piss you off.â Y/n smirked.
The more Alejandro heard y/n talk the more he wanted that man. Rodolfo kept glancing at Alejandro and the way his goofy little smile grew more and more. âEres un lechĂłn para los vaqueros..â He mumbled.
âCallarse.â Alejandro said in response.
Y/n leaned forwards. âI can understand yâall. Keep that ân mind.â
helloo, its me begging for more price again, the last request you wrote out was soooo good i cant thank you enough!
would you consider writing for when john comes back from service and shes just ,not okay, like i read so many amazing posts abt price coming home to a near perfect partner who has dinner ready, etc etc which i love but the idea of angst where john is just greeted with a dark, quiet house and his partner not doing well mentally, angst angst angst! maybe she has depression or something along those lines?
also again, i am such a big supporter of ur writing and cant get enough of your work, i hope youâre having a good break and a wonderful holiday!
I kind of... love this. Tysm for your thoughtful request and kind words! I kind of got a little carried away with this, didn't really know what direction to take it and just sort of went with it! also not proof read
CW: themes of PTSD, depression, anxiety, etc.
John Price x GN!Military!Reader
"Sweetheart?"
John wrestles with his key in the door as he locks himself in, and frowns when he turns around to see an empty room, and no words of response. He pulls his rain dampened beanie off and glances around. You were definitely home - your car was parked in the driveway, and the television was left on playing the News channel, mumbling inocherent political nonsencce. A full cup of undrank tea sits on the coffee table, indicating that you were here fairly recently.
He glances toward the kitchen. A pile of dirty dishes fills the sink, and two abandoned take out boxes sit by the full bins. It was uncharacteristically messy of you.
You were using the toilet, maybe?
He nudges the bathroom door open and flicks the light on. You weren't here. His brow creases further, and he scratches the back of his head. The sound of the buzzing bathroom ventilation feels numbingly loud in comparison to the vast silence of the house. He mumbles to himself in confusion before moving onto the bedroom, deciding perhaps you'd lay down for a spontaneous nap.
"Love, are you here?" John asks, peeking around the door.
The bed is unmade, but the room is empty. The exotic, leafy plant you swore to take care off seemed to be wilting. Despite every logical, reasonable thought, he starts to feel slightly anxious.
Were you in the back garden? At this time of night, in the rain? Surely not.
John turns to leave the room on that thought but pauses when he hears the built-in closet creak, followed by the sound of shuffling and a hitched breath. It's hardly noticeable, barely a decibel above audible, but his trained ears don't miss a thing.
He treads carefully when approaching the wardrobe. There'd only been one or two times in the past where he'd found you in here, and neither were particularly good. If it were anything like those times, he needed to be very careful about how he approached you.
John knocks on the door of the closet quietly.
"Sweetheart," he says, speaking only to warn you of his presence when you don't reply. "Sweetheart, I'm going to open the door now, alright?"
He reaches tentatively for the brass knob, turning it purposefully slow so that you had the time to prepare for his approach.
You were petrified. It wasn't often you had episodes as of late; the therapy and medication had been treating you well enough to contain your flashbacks to a more controlled temperament. However, this was the first time that John had been away since you'd taken medical leave from your service, and you'd been a wreck the second he'd walked out the door.
You don't really remember how it started. The dark tendrils seemed to crawl it's way through when you slept; rooting deep into the crevices of your brain, weighing you down during your dreams and forcing you to remain still in your bed when you woke. The days dragged like a poorly written movie, and you were simply an observer. Watching. Not really there.
You felt scared. You somewhat remember the news triggering your flashback, or maybe it was the pelting rain, but you weren't sure how long ago that was. You'd crawled into the closet for safety and hadn't moved an inch since.
You hugged your knees akin to that of a small child when he opened the door and light seeped through. You were paranoid and your facial recognition was wobbly. You weren't entirely sure if you were actually in your wardrobe, or if you were hiding behind cover on the field.
John squats down slowly with a pop of his knees. He squints through the darkness, barely able to make out your scrunched figure, hidden amongst a pile of clothes. He sighs, both with relief and worry, and reaches out with his large hand to find you. You flinch away like a stray kitten.
"Please don't," you whisper, sounding broken despite your efforts to appear strong, threatening.
He very quickly pieces together that you might be having a flashback, or recovering from one. As a Captain, a veteran, he's seen it many times before.
"It's just me, love," he says, clearing his throat. "Me, John."
John. You nearly gasped with the forceful recognition, like emerging from a strong, ocean current and it was your first lungful of air. Your chest ached with the swell of your strong breath, and you coughed thickly into your hands. You'd been hyperventilating before now and your head spins with the dizzying sensation of finally breathing.
"You're safe, sweetheart. We're at home," he clarifies, slowly edging closer toward you. "Did it happen again? Did you have a bad memory?"
John. Safe. Home.
Remember your exercises. Deep breaths, observe your surroundings, ground yourself and ask for help.
"Yes," you say hastily.
"Hmm, alright," he says, his voice gentle and soothing. "Are you with me now, or still in that memory?"
"Half and half," you answer, honestly, fingers curling against your head as you try to subdue the terrifying sounds that rattle your brain. The screams. The gunfire. The rain. You become flush with panic again. "It's so loud. It won't stop."
"What's loud, love?" John asks you.
"The rain, I can't-"
He's already shuffled away from the closet to reach for the bedroom window. It was left ajar, since you liked to sleep with a gentle draft, but it made the rain louder. It eases to near silence when he shuts it and draws the curtains before returning to you.
"Better?"
You release a shaky breath. "Thank you."
"You should come out, love," he tells you gently. "Nothing can hurt you. You're home, you're safe," he echoes, reinforcing his previous words as if repeating them will reassure you further.
"I'm not coming out," you state, firmly.
"Alright, then," John says slowly, humming as if considering something. "Well, then I'm coming in with you. OK? Reckon I'll fit?"
It sounds ridiculous when he says it. John, hiding in a closet away from the TV, away from rain. You seem relatively more aware of your surroundings for a moment.
"Just want to make sure you haven't hurt yourself, sweetheart," he follows up, his tone nothing short of sincere.
"Fine, I'll come out," you whisper. "Just- just give me a minute, alright?"
"Take as long as you need, love. I'm right here," he answers you. You can vaguely make out his soft, comforting smile, just twitching the edges of his facial hair. You glance down and notice he's outstretched his arm, offering his open hand to you.
You grab his his hand instinctively. He can feel you trembling in his palm, so he strokes your knuckles with his thumb, rubs soft circles into your fingers. His calm, soothing touches juxtapose the alarm bells of your adrenaline, your anxiety.
"I'm sorry for leaving you, love. You know I had to," he tells you after some time passes. He's wracked with guilt, you can tell by his voice. He leans forward to kiss your hand. "But I'm with you now. You're safe, I promise."
"I know," your voice breaks. "But I'm not okay, John."
"I know," he echoes. "I'm here for you. Always will be."
141 x young! Reader that can do the rock face and does it to them when they're in an argument.
Like shes on the counter, trying to reach for the cookies on the top shelf and someone walks in and sees her.
They tell her to get down and all they're met with is:
Sorry if this is a weird rq
â this is weird but in a wonderful way
â tags: gender neutral reader, young military reader, fluff, not proofread im too cool for that as usual
⥠the first time you do it is when you hear kyle say he just discovered a show or movie that you also like. you drawl an excited, "oh really?" and raise your eyebrow with a slight turn of your head.
⥠he starts laughing because he recognizes the meme, and you two go on further about your new shared interest. the other three men are left confused and a tiny bit disturbed.
⥠price, soap, and ghost break off into their own conversation, not really acknowledging it, brushing it off as another one of the little "things" you do. they had known you long enough at this point to know not to question you too much.
⥠you start doing it a lot more. price asks you what you think of the hat when soap is once again trying to get him to take it off, and you make the face. ghost actually lets you borrow one of his books, and you make the face (out of disbelief, he took the book back). soap says he wants to watch something you don't really want to watch on the tv when you two are hanging out on your off hours, and you make the face.
⥠when it's just the four men together and you're off doing something else, they ask kyle just what the hell is the deal with that face you make. kyle asks what they mean and soap tries to demonstrate (not very well). kyle shows them the video of the rock doing it. soap thinks it's hilarious while simon and price are just sitting there like "what... the fuck?"
⥠one day it culminates in the form of you climbing on the counters. simon had moved your hoard of snacks to the highest shelf, of course, and the nearest chair was way too far away (there was one close enough to turn around and grab without taking a step).
⥠in walks ghost and price while you're just about to go from kneeling on the counters to standing on them. ghost grunts out "i put 'em up there for a reason!" and you whip your head around, eyebrow already raised.
⥠your expression turns into one of anger as he picks you up under your arms and hauls you off of the counter. you're like a cat, practically bristling as you squirm around. he plops you down and very gently cuffs the back of your head. "you're fuckin' weird, kid," is all you get while he grabs one of your snacks and walks out. price snickers and follows him out.
⥠you make sure to only do it to simon from then on.
âBut itâs cringeâ ok what if it is? Whatâre you gonna do about it? Call the cops? Are you some kind of cringe police? Huh? Suck my nuts. I have 30 bfs and gfs and Iâm having fun while you sit in your sad little clown corner getting second-hand embarrassment from looking at people having a blast. Make a self-insert oc and maybe youâll feel better
hii can i pretty please request the 141 + the other guys (könig, alejandro, graves, whatever lol) w/ a reader who just kinda repeats the phrases or last could words they say? kinda like a parrot lmao
i'm autistic and it's one of the things i do đ
Cod Boys
Headcanons
couldnt think of a gif to add, so heres a tiger.
I have a lot of Echolalia (repeating noises or words you hear) too, so same. I added Horangi too, cuz I love that guy and there isnât anything about him in the x reader tags.
John Price
Price honestly finds it endearing, he thinks its cute that you repeat things he says, especially if you werenât British and were to copy his accent. I could imagine him growing so used to it he doesnât even realize you do it anymore.
He wouldnât be annoyed by it either as its just part of who you are, and heâs just happy you feel safe letting yourself verbally stim around him. He also finds its fun to know what media youâve been watching, or if youâve been paying attention to what heâs said.
Kyle âGazâ Garrick
Gaz would just find it quirky, he might even find it charming in a way. He knows its not something where you choose who or what you repeat, but he still likes that its him you repeat stuff from.
You both end up walking around and repeating the same things, you because you repeat stuff because thatâs just how you are, and Gaz because heâs been around you long along to start to develop the same habit, but only when it comes to you.
Simon âGhostâ Riley
He is also autistic, but where you copy noises or words, heâs the silent staring kind. He doesnât speak a lot as we know, so heâs a little surprised the first time you repeat what he says, especially when you donât even seem to realize youâre doing it.
Ghost ends up developing Echolalia as well, but only copies stuff you say or things like animal noises, and only when itâs the two of you alone together as he masks around other people.
John âSoapâ MacTavish
Soap loves it when you copy or repeat stuff he says or noises he makes, it finds it cute and special as its something just so you, at least in your group. He would never look down on you for it either, as its not something you can really control.
He has tried to make you repeat the dumbest stuff and thereâs no stopping him, and if he succeeds, he just starts snickering. Soap laughing is what makes you realize you must have said something funny, which only makes him laugh even more.
Alejandro Vargas
Alejandro starts calling you bird or parrot as a nickname, especially if you are the type to copy animal noises. He finds it funny when you mimic Spanish words if you arenât a native Spanish speaker.
Heâs honestly impressed with how well you can say stuff in Spanish if it isnât a language you speak. It just becomes a thing he finds comfort in, since it means your there, alive, and well. So if you were to go quiet for longer periods of time, he might worry a bit.
Rodolfo âRudyâ Parra
Rudy doesnât speak as much as everyone else, so he finds it a little endearing that you repeat the stuff he says as it means you were at least subconsciously paying attention to him and what he said.
I could imagine Rudy liking to just sit together in mostly silence, so when he does speak thereâs pretty much a 100% chance youâll mimic whatever he said, which he finds nice as it helps him feel some kind of normalcy, since you are there with him.
Phillip Graves
He would think you were mocking him in the beginning, until he realizes itâs something you do with everybody and you might not even realize you are doing it unless someone points it out. He never says anything about it, since its just part of who you are.
Graves will rip someone a new asshole if they were rude to you about it though, he may be an ass to most people, but you are one of his so he watches out for you. He doesnât show it but he cares, in his own way.
König
König doesnât speak a whole lot outside of missions, so youâd most likely copy him during missions or similar. This ends up with you two repeating copy over and over, over the comms. It becomes almost a little game, which helps put you both at ease during stressful times.
If you copy his German hed find is sweet, as it helps him feel a little more at ease since heâs most likely far away from his home country. So even if you donât speak German, it helps him come out of his shell a little.
Kim "Horangi" Hong-Jin
Horangi would think you were making fun or him or mocking him, but seeing as you just do it as regularly as you do and donât realize he doesnât pick a fight like he might have, if anybody else did it.
He ends up growing to like that you do it, and he will throw hands with anyone who tries to make you uncomfortable about it or insults you for it. He starts speaking more Korean around you, just wanting you to repeat words in his mother tongue even if you donât understand it.
How do you think a soccer match would go with the 141 would go? I think youâve reblogged some art of them as players, so I wanted to ask. I think theyâd take it a little too seriously lol
Hey, quick question, have you ever met teenage boys at recess? Y'know how they act like it's the goddamn Olympics? They don't grow out of it--they just get bigger.
Now, Soap is a soccer fan, I HC he grew up playing soccer on the local school teams and even had a shot at getting invited to uni for a scholarship before he enlisted.
Ghost, like Price, played rugby growing up.
Alejandro and Rudy grew up in the heart of soccer territory--they've been playing since before they could talk. Rudy actually went to school on a soccer scholarship, and Alejandro coached his little brother's teams all throughout his life, and he occasionally referees and coaches his nephew's.
Gaz plays golf but enjoys running in soccer. He typically fights Soap for the goalie position.
It's Price, Soap, and Ghost against Gaz, Alejandro, and Rudy. Kate referees. It is a brutal game and at first it's all fun and games, but Ghost steals the ball from under Rudy and then it's game on. These men are tripping each other, shoving, whoever can get the most goals at this point. Kate gives up reprimanding players and just let's them go.
Alejandro and Rudy win of course, because it ended up being the two best soccer players against the entire 141.
They've never let them live it down and now it's an annual thing to come down to Las Almas and play soccer.
ghost x reader x soap with a reader who is a military k9 handler đđ
yes yes yes YES YES
the moment they saw you walk in with your dog they were hooked
dog is a belgian malonois, lets call her Dolly
look at her, what a bby
Soap knows how crazy difficult that breed can be, so knowing that you are her handler just makes him internally swoon
secretly finds it hot that Dolly follows your every command and how in synch the both of you are navigating obstacles in training or in battle
(a little part of his brain swears he could be just as good following commands for you *wink wink*)
Dolly falls in love with Ghost, hands down
no one knows how or why
everyone's confused, you're the most confused
(he was saving her meat scraps from his meals and sneaking them to her)
when you found out you scolded him up and down and told him not to do that
he was 1: shocked that you were scolding him given the fact he outranked you and 2: kinda sad he wasn't allowed to give Dolly more treats
Anyway
Both Ghost and Soap want to get closer to you but weren't exactly sure how to do that??
they share a braincell, your honor
they came up with the idea to offer themselves for takedown practice
was that smart? yes and no
yes: they spent a lot of time with you and Dolly, everyone else could see that there was a bond of some sort blossoming between the three (four) of you
no: Dolly is a menace, and she bites fucking hard
Soap was very confident squaring up to Dolly while wearing the protective glove
up until the moment Dolly chomped down on the glove and he swore he felt the tips of her canines stretch the inner layer
Ghost didn't believe him until it was his turn, and he felt it too
as they watched Dolly wind down from attack mode into semi-normal dog mode the moment you gave her a toy, they respected you even more
they both realize that the closest way to your heart was to gain Dolly's heart
suddenly, Dolly found so many toys whenever you weren't looking
you know it was their doing, because Dolly seemed to like them even more than before
they were more or less subtle, she was not lol
aside from takedown training, you teach them to give her basic commands
Ghost loves to have her climb onto his shoulders
Soap somehow manages to make her bark "I love you"
you only cry a little bit
Soap has to get used to Dolly giving him kisses
he hasn't had a lot of good experiences with dogs, so you and Ghost have to coach him into it
he does offer to go on morning runs with Dolly so you get another hour of sleep
that's how they bond
Ghost is the ultimate Dog Dadâą
at home and during down time, he gives Dolly uppies like a toddler, holding her with one arm under her hind legs while her front legs hold onto his shoulders
she looks like a toddler and she's elated to be so tall
he sometimes also holds her like a baby, with her paws up
you used to do that when she was a puppy so she gets flashbacks and whines
cue all the doggy kisses
big cuddle piles between all of you
Dolly always sleeps at your feet, on the field she sleeps helf on top of your torso
one night Soap tried to sneak a cuddle while sleeping on the floor of a safehouse and ended up cuddling Dolly
she was confused but let him anyway
Ghost took photos for blackmail
when you're all at home - usually yours - she sleeps stretched over all three pairs of feet
unless y'all want more privacy then to the kennel she goes
she's offended every time and will bite holes into Soap and Ghost's socks in revenge
Minors dni. Y'all can read it, just don't touch my blog. Cw: weed use? (Does this need that community tag??) Idk domestic shit real soft. Its just fluff.
Ghost gets to be 'Simon' when he comes home to you. When he stands in the rain with you while you smoke, he covers your pipe with his hand so it doesn't get wet. You own an umbrella, but you said mentioned once that listening to music in the rain was romantic. He figures this is good enough as you sit there together sharing earbuds in front of your apartment.
He gets to be 'Simon' when he watches you dance around your living room, some midwestern emo song playing over the shitty speaker you've owned for years. He complains about your taste in music, you complain about his cooking as he brings over dinner. Neither of you mean it.
He gets to be 'Simon' when he's doing your night routine; standing between your legs as he goes about your night routine. You're talking the whole time, something about squids and people sharing genes; it's not really a conversation, but he's content to hear you ramble until you spit toothpaste foam everywhere.
Ghost gets to be 'Simon' when you're in bed with him. He gets to see everything about you that makes you so human in the way you make awful jokes with him while you lay on his chest, and he hopes you'll say yes to being 'Riley.'
Is it alright if i request Alejandro Vargas with an easily flustered crush or s/o? They will run away if its too much, covering their face and all, being an uwu mess lol
Alejandro with easily flustered S/O headcanons
Warnings: none, fluff, my heart canât take itđ sfw
đAlejandro adores the heck out of getting you all flustered. Just something about it drives him crazy that makes him want to keep doing it. No matter how long the both of you have been together, itâs something that he will always love and cherish about you
đHow you shy away from him with your face all red, mumbling and gently pushing him away only for him to engulf you in a hug and tease you
đIf youâre not okay with it in public he wonât do anything to make you uncomfortable!! Maybe a kiss on the cheek or lips but wonât make you flustered in front of the team or in public places such as the store, bar, etc. His a handstand person and will always hold your hand, there is no negotiating this. Will do the grabby hands as well
đWill call you all the cute and sweet nick names he can think of in Spanish as well as English. You could be doing anything like making food and will thank you by calling you honey, classic mi amor, pumpkin, lil potato. Just anything he can think of to get you to smile
đHas made you stuttered so hard at one point that you just stopped talking altogether and walk away because of how overloaded you were. Alejandro did feel a little bad but made it up to you will a bath and back massage as well as a nicely cooked dinner
đCouldâve sworn he saw your heart beat out of your chest because how shy you suddenly got
đIf you are comfortable with it in public, be wary of people asking if youâre okay, if you need anything like water, or need to lie down
đHas had you hide into his side a couple times because of how red your face was in an attempt to hide it from the team which failed terribly
đMakes you just an absolute mess in his hands and Alejandro thrives off it. Just how you turn to mush and allow him to do whatever his heart pleases (within reason ya nasty) Head scratches, cooing at you, peppering your face in kisses
đLoves to hear you squeal from excitement. Itâs so damn cute
