Summary: You've never had much problem with anyone else on base. You stick to the team, and you take care of them. That's your job. Some new recruits have gotten it in their heads that they can mess with you. Your team is quick to correct that assumption. CW: Mild sexual harassment, no touching
Even though Johnny was back in action, his time being injured had brought the two of you closer. Simon would watch the two of you interact from afar, still slowly becoming comfortable with your comfort. You enjoyed working out with them.
You could keep up with their runs, but you needed some extra work in the strength training department. Simon was great for weight lifting, and Johnny kept your spirits high during runs.
You stare at the horizon, sun rays peaking out of the clouds and painting the sky with beautiful hues. You loved waiting by the track early, stretching under the early morning sun as you wanted for your running partners. The track left much to be desired when it came to scenery to look at while you passed the time.
At least the sunrise was there to keep you company.
"Hey! It's the barracks bunny of the 141!" Your left ear lifts up and swivels towards the sound of the voice, looking up from your lunge. "What, you didn't get fucked hard enough not to be able to run? I guess since you've been with them long enough they've stretched you out."
The soldier, no, the rookie, puffs his chest with every word of his insult, his fox tail lashing behind him. There were a few other rookies snickering behind him, watching the two of you interact with hungry eyes.
"So you're unoriginal and a virgin. Muscles don't stretch out. They snap back." You hum simply. "If you know what's good for you, go run your laps and do your warm-ups. Sargeant Soap is your trainer today, is he not?" You stand up, muscles sighing happily from the stretch and release.
"Oh, is he your favorite? Which hole does he take the most?" The rookie goes to take a step towards you when a snarl rips through the air. The rookies shoot into a line, standing in formation with eyes fixed forward. You don't even flinch, lowering your ears with a small smile.
"Hey Johnny. Did you do your stretches for the morning?" You inquire, giving him an expectant look.
"Of course! I always feel the difference when I don't do them. Did I hear one of these Muppets giving you a hard time?" Johnny asks, running his tinge over his teeth as he glare at his line of rookies.
"Oh, just the usual bold talk from a bunch of pups who never learned the value of an inside thought." You sigh wistfully. "I'm sure you can take care of it."
"Oh, I could. But I want to enjoy a run today. I think Ghost is free this morning, though!"
There is an audible gulp from the rookies, and you smile.
You didn't really care what happened to the rookies once Ghost started barking orders at them. You knew he was extra frustrated to have rookies to punish instead of going on his morning run.
When you bring Price his lunch that afternoon, he perks up when you walk into the room. "Hey, Y/N, sit down, please." Price insists, glancing down hungrily at the two sandwiches, side of fruit, and two cookies you were handing him before setting it aside.
"If this is about the incident this morning, Sir, I promise I'm fine." You assure him as you sit down across from him and give him a smile. Price nods slightly and clears his throat.
"It shouldn't have happened. It's not acceptable." He looks guilty, his eats dropping slightly on his head.
"John, it's not like you could've known they would've acted like that." You catch his eye and give him a small smile. "I know I look more vulnerable, and you want to protect me, but I can protect myself. I know you will always look out for me."
"Until training season is over, try to stay with one of us on base. If someone puts their hands on you, I'm going to lose this job." He half jokes, giving you a warm smile.
You can hear the anger in his voice, but it's not directed at you. Part of you wants to protest because you don't need bodyguards around base. It's the look in Price's eyes when he looks at you, which makes the words stop in your throat. He's angry that he has to assign bodyguards to you, not because you were incapable but because others made you unsafe.
You stood, walking around the desk and giving him a hug. He stays still for a moment, turning his head into your hair and grooming your ears to self soothe. You let him, settling down in his lap so he could sniff at you, feel you close to him. So he could remind himself you were safe.
"I'll text you when I wake up. You can stretch with me in the morning." You offer after a few minutes pass, pulling Price's plate close. "You need to eat. Your medicine needs to be taken with food."
"You and your medicine." John huffs, resting an arm around your waist as he digs into his food.
"Do your joints feel better?"
"Yes." He grunts begrudgingly.
"Yeah, that's what I thought." Your tail wags smugly and Price chuckles down at you.
"Hush. The dehydrator is going to be delivered soon." Price says, which makes you perk up immediately. "Thought that would make your day better."
"Of course it does! I have a few recipes I want to try." You giggle, settling down into his lap while he continues to eat. Price knew he should let you get back to work, you had your own job to do after all.
But you didn't seem to be in a hurry, and Price was going to keep you selfishly to himself for now. If you were here with him, he could guarantee you were safe.
OH MY GOD THIS IS NOT A DRILL I AM UPDATING SOME OF MY SERIES CHAPTERS!! Today is my day of birth, of creation, of breach. The worms blessed me with this lovely chapter and there will be more to come soon for the other stories in my multi part series masterlist! Promise.
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I just found out one of my fav ivti artists has passed away 💔
She stated in a post that she would like to be remembered by her art so I've gathered some I found on Pinterest to share with you all
EDIT: After some time of gathering info abt this situation yufka was bullied and harassed due to ivan and tills size difference being one thing along with others, while also dealing with her overly religious, and homophobic family members who didn't like what she was drawing. I also heard they were the ones who deleted her account with all her art work. She was also battling some sort of disease stated by a post made from her friend.
As someone who is currently in high school, it pisses me the fuck off how adults don’t seem to realize what bullying nowadays actually looks like.
It’s not name calling. It’s not tripping people on purpose. Its not making mean posts online.
It’s people pretending to like you just to snicker at everything you do. It’s people pretending to ask you out. It’s random classmates walking up to you and asking overly personal questions. It’s pressuring autistic and neurodivergent students into doing embarrassing things, and not listening to a no. It’s making weird noises in front of the sound sensitive kid to fuck with them. It’s laughing whenever you speak. It’s misgendering people. It’s obviously fake compliments. It’s pressuring others into physical contact. It’s “just a joke, bro.”
And it’s impossible to report and so insanely frustrating because even though none of the adults recognize it, all the kids feel it.
@staff @support this is a new type of bot that's been popping up. It's useless to block and report because they just keep multiplying and saying the same heinous things....this website has been my safe space for years. Where I indulge in fandom, make friends, and post art. For a few weeks, every time I open the site, and check my notifications, excited to see what people have to say, I'm met with threats of rape, accusations of grooming, and various things about being suicidal. I'm aware they are bots, and don't really take them seriously, but it's getting to a point where it just pisses me off and doesn't allow me to enjoy my time on Tumblr. Can anyone else attest to being harassed by these bot? Can there be something done about it? How do I prevent this/ stop it? I've reported one of the blogs before realizing they would keep popping up, and it would be tiring to continue to report every single bot. Please fix this, this has been the worst bot on the website as long as I've been here...
