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Kindergartens AU scribble!

off topic but why are cod men SO FUCKING FINE

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Connor treats Kortac like his children

He always has treats on him, things to help each of them individually, and so on so forth

But also he lives for drama and will start shit amongst his team because he got bored

Connor and Price talk shit about their own teams together while also gushing about their achievements at the same time

I can't think of any adjectives that accurately describe this man

FUCK HE'S JUST SO DREAMY 🥲🖤

“You can be on my team any day!”

Hey hey heyyy!!! Can you pretty please do a headcannon or blurb of the 141 boys and Ko Ko of them telling you they loved you for first time? tysm!!!😝

Sure thing!!🙃 I hope you enjoy this! Thanks for this request!

141 + König Telling The Reader They Love Them For The First Time

Warnings: mentions of night terrors, mentions of harassment/physical abuse, mentions of crying, fluff

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Simon Ghost Riley-

It was a quiet evening, and you and Simon had just finished dinner when you found yourselves laying in bed together. You'd been together for nine months, and Simon tried to spend all of his free time with you when he was home on from deployment.

Simon sat up briefly to get a drink of water, and the muscles in his shoulders protested his every move. He groaned and rolled them, hoping to ease some of the pain.

This didn't go unnoticed by you, however. Your eyes flicked over to him, and watched as he tried to fight through his discomfort. "Si? You alright?"

"Yeah, fine, love. Just must've slept on it wrong, is all." He waived away your concerns as he took a sip of water.

"Lies. Get on your stomach, now. Shirt off" You demanded, your tone leaving no room for him to question you.

He gave a small chuckle before adhering to your wishes. He laid out on his stomach in front of you on the bed. "Yes ma'am."

You straddled his backside and began to work your fingers into the flesh of his shoulders, smiling to yourself when you heard soft moans emitting from his lips.

"Just the shoulders?" You asked, rubbing at the spot where his shoulders met his neck.

He pulled you into him and pressed kisses along your shoulder, ending with one on your head. "Thank you for taking care of me."

He nodded his head, a groan escaping him. You wiggled your way slightly up his back and really dug your fingers into him, pushing with just enough force not to hurt him. You kept him under your touch for nearly 30 minutes before he moved to lay on his side.

"Of course, Simon. I'm always here for you, whatever you need, you know that." You kissed his hand before tucking your arms around his, holding yourself close to him.

The two of you laid like that for some time, and after a while, he felt your breathing start to deepen. He let himself listen to you, and smiled to himself.

It'd been a very, very long time since Simon had ever felt this relaxed, and he felt for possibly the first time in his life, optimistic about what the future held for him. As long as he had you by his side he'd be happy.

He inhaled deeply before he let those three words escape his lips for the first time. "I love you."

He let himself doze into a peaceful slumber, and unbeknownst to him, you'd heard his confession and fell asleep yourself with the biggest smile on your face, holding him just a bit closer that night.

König-

You and König had been together for some time, but this was the first night that he'd ever spent over your flat. You'd spent the night cooking together, as Konig had just taught you to make one of his favorite Austrian dishes.

Later that night, he two of you were tangled in the sheets together when you began to trace your fingers lightly over some of the scars littering his skin.

"Where'd you get this one?" You asked, your fingers dancing lightly over one of the marks on his abdomen.

Konig's eyes followed to where your fingers laid and let out a small chuckle. "That one, I got hit in the chest by a BB Gun when I was little."

You hummed in response, as you moved to the next one. "This one?"

His eyes darkened slightly, as he shifted his eyes away from the scar your attention was focused on. "That..one.. when I was first enrolled, I was a part of a hazing scheme. A bunch of the older batch of recruits threw rocks at me, and one hit me there, caused a pretty nasty gash."

Your heart shattered at his words, as you looked up to find him staring off in the distance, with a solemn expression on his face. You ran your finger back and forth on the mark before placing a soft kiss to the scarred flesh.

Konig's breath hitched in this throat at your gentle touch, and his eyes moved to your face, studying you intently. You continued to pepper kisses along every scar of his you could find, before pulling your face up to meet his eyes.

"Every one of these scars is beautiful, Ko, just like you. Those guys were jerks." You huffed, annoyed that anyone would've ever treated someone as gentle as your boyfriend in such a horrid way.

Konig's entire world stopped at your words. He'd been called a lot throughout his life, but beautiful was never one of them. Beautiful was something he thought of when he thought of you. To think that you were with him, and truly thought of him as someone who was attractive, had his heart melting. He knew in that moment, that you were the person he wanted to be with, always.

"Y/N." He whispered, catching your drifting attention. You looked up to him, the corners of your lips upturned slightly. "I love you."

You let out a small gasp, as this was the first time, he'd ever told you those words. You hadn't expected them to come from him any time soon.

"I love you too, Konig, always."

John Soap MacTavish-

You and Johnny were on a picnic date together, a few months into your relationship, when a random storm cell had passed through the area, causing the skies to open up on the two of you.

"Shit! I didn't think it was supposed to rain!" He yelled out, the rain being so loud he could barely hear himself think.

You let out a laugh as you stood from the blanket and began spinning, letting the rain fall on your face.

Johnny came up to you and wrapped his arms around your waist before placing a kiss on your lips.

You pulled away with a small giggle. "I've always wanted to be kissed in the rain."

He gave you a warm glance before returning his lips to yours, pulling you closer into his body.

"It's pishin it doon out here." He chuckled as he pulled away.

"Aye, that it is. I'm absolutely drookit (soaked)." You nodded your head, practically beaming. You hadn't had this much fun in a while.

Johnny's eyes lit up at your words, a goofy smile making its way to his lips. "You know Scottish slang?"

"May have taught myself some." You cheeks reddened at your admission.

He let out a hearty laugh as he picked you up and spun you around. "You are the perfect person for me, ya know that?"

You pressed your lips to his once more as the rain continued to pour down on the two of you. Johnny rested his forehead on yours, his wide smile still etched on his lips. "I love you, Y/N."

The serious tone of his voice had the red in your cheeks deepening in color, as you nuzzled your face in his neck. "I love you too, Johnny."

John Price-

That day, not only did you finally get your kiss in the rain, but the man you loved finally told you those three words you'd been dying to hear, since the day you laid eyes on him.

John had had a terrible day. Nothing was going his way, and his team had just failed their recent mission, letting a piece of valuable intel slip away into enemy's hands.

You were a medic for the team, and yours and John's relationship had been kept under wraps for the better part of 5 months now. You'd heard of what happened on their mission, and had excused yourself from your duties early, to go and find your lover trapped in the confines of his office, his head thrown into his hands.

He noticed your presence right away, his head flying up, a forced smile etched onto his lips. "Hey, love. Sorry I didn't come by earlier. It's uh, been a day."

"No worries hun, I figured. Brought you a little something to help lighten the mood." You gave him a warm smile before placing a burger you'd gotten from the cafeteria, with his favorite bottle of scotch on the tray.

His eyes lit up as he saw the scotch, his gaze immediately turning to you. "Where on earth did you find this?"

"Had a secret stash for days like this, no big deal." You pulled out two plastic cups, and poured some of the liquid in each.

He raised his glass to you as you handed it to him. "You have no idea how much I needed this, thank you."

You gave him a nod before taking a large gulp of the amber liquid, as John watched on in astonishment. It wasn't often he'd seen someone take a full swig of scotch and not make any face, as it had a tendency to be quite strong.

John smiled to himself before taking a swig himself, hissing as the liquid burned the back of his throat. You regarded him thoughtfully, before deciding to speak again. "Anything you want to talk about?"

"Just having you here is enough." John shook his head as he held your gaze. He patted his knee, inviting you over to him.

You climbed over on his lap, pressing a bruising kiss to his lips. "I'm happy you're back John. I don't know what I'd do without you."

He studied you with a small smile, the alcohol now intensifying the warm feeling pooling in his belly.

"I love you." His voice was barely above a whisper.

You practically glowed, as you absorbed his words, your elation clearly showing on your face as he let out a breathy laugh.

"I love you too, John."

Kyle-

You and Kyle had put together a movie night in for the last night before Kyle's 2 month long deployment. You had been together a little under three months, and couldn't be happier.

You were cuddled on the couch together, finishing some Rom Com you'd convinced Kyle to watch with you, when Kyle noticed you dozing off, and squeezed your arm gently. "Why don't we head to bed, yeah?"

You stretched, in an attempt to wake up yourself up and shook your head. "No, it's okay. We wanted to stay up."

Kyle gave a soft chuckled. "Love, its nearly midnight. Probably best we get some sleep."

You blinked at him a few times, your eyes filling with tears. "But...you leave in the morning."

Kyle's heart throbbed at your words, as he pressed a kiss to your temple and pulled you closer. "I know.. I promise it'll fly. I know that doesn't make it easier though."

You sniffled as you buried yourself in his chest, tightly grasping at his shirt. "Promise me you'll come back?"

Kyle lifted your head gently, as he stared into your eyes. "I promise you, Y/N."

The two of you knew that it wasn't a promise that he could make, but his words brought you solace nonetheless. You both sat huddled in each other's arms before his words had your ears perking up. "I love you."

You turned to him, your tears now falling freely down your cheeks. "I love you too, Kyle."

"Well darn, now I truly have to make sure I come home. I've got to hear those words coming out of your lips at least a trillion more times before I die."

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A/N: thanks for reading!!!😊🩵

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you know what I mean….

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i can take them (not in a fight)

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He has expressive eyes 😍

His eyes are so beautiful

This is the fattest mood of all of Tumblr.

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Devil’s Night

IN THE END, AS YOU FADE INTO THE NIGHT WHO WILL TELL THE STORY OF YOUR LIFE?

ghost in a mandalorian helmet would be hot i think

OMFG ITS CAT GHOST ☠🐾

your unfriendly guard cat simeow “ghost” riley

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I want to be dead when I grow up

Ever be reading a fanfic and a character seems so OOC that you cant help but say out loud:

"They would never say/do that!"

I LOVE AFYCSO ❤

a fever you can’t sweat out + opening lines

SCREAM (1996) + trivia