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(I’ve been sitting in a car all day, I feel like a caged animal)

Okay! Anyway anyway- Pre-K verse right, I gave everyone a partner because I refuse to let Johnny be single- that man deserves someone and I cannot let Price be alone that would be a crime to humanity, and Kyle? Homies a romantic at heart (source? The vibes) he needs someone.

Johnny met his partner while being off random night in Belfast, the person being a mechanic or something very blue collar, he is very much a love at first sight type of person. Sauntering up with a cocky grin, getting rejected, trying again a few months later- that went on for a few years. Even Simon was laughing at the attempts.

Price, well he got married when he was 19. High school sweethearts, didn’t want to lose them so instead he figured marriage was the best option. He doesn’t regret it. Has two ‘grown’ (college age) kids that babysit for the boys

Kyle met his partner after MANY MANY failed dates, taking to complain to Simon and Johnny during their biweekly check ins , so they try to tell him to try and get with the bartender. He…he got rejected , and as he turned to go sulk he ran smack into his current partner- spilling their drink all over them, apologizing and desperately trying to help them clean up while Johnny loses his shit in their booth.

(Teehee that’s all! <333)

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Screaming, crying, THIS IS SO CUTE AAAAH

Brainrot of how Simon "Ghost" Riley and John "Soap" MacTavish both have a wives and a baby but somehow end up with babies who are complete opposite.

Simon's little baby is this giggly absolutely talkative baby who frankly felt like inherited nothing of Simon's personality at all. Little thing was just this bubbly thing that brought out the best in Simon.

They were too curious for his liking though, it felt as if the whole house needed to be made out of pure cotton blankets. Extreme clinginess as well, would not let go of Simon shirt that he was terrified it would rip.

Johnny's baby was the exact definition of nonchalant, they were silent yet interactive. All the while Soap does all the talking, the baby just sits there and stares at him with their huge eyes making him wonder if they were processing anything he was saying, occasional grabby hands too.

Always praising and very involveds Johnny sets up playdates. It was kinda upsetting for him to see his baby not going after him, following him around begging to be carried like Simon's kid who's basically a Velcro baby.

Though it was interesting to see the two babies essentially balance each other out. Especially at nap time when the two little ones just unknowingly cuddle up each other.

A/n: OMG I've been gone for almost two weeks and apologies for that, with my birthday 4 days ago and my prom night yesterday, it was a heck of a time. There's so many impending school works for me to catch up on. I missed you guys so much, something in my prom night happened that's worth writing about thanks to a friend of mine saving me from a creep. I feel like it would fit a Royalty/Fantasy fake dating AU.

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(NO CUS I SAW A MEME AN-)

So Ollie is like seven, he’s chilling with his little friends in the pickup line

And Simon got stuck at home because of course Tess is fussy and you’re at a meeting and he’s panicking so he asks Johnny to get Ollie (well Johnny was out with Kyle and Price so they are all just like okay!)

All unimportant really I just wanted to ramble

So Olly is chilling, pretty much the only one left and a man comes up to him, getting out of his car and approaching him

“Hey kiddo, your dad called me. I’m taking you home.”

“…he did?”

“Mmhm.”

“Did he die?”

“What?”

“Why is your car so ugly?”

“Whoa-“

“You’re ugly too, do you know that? Your mom must’ve not loved you I guess.”

“Hey-?”

“Your hat is cool though. Can I have it?”

“Get in the car kid.”

Looks at car, “Ew.” Looks at guy, puts on an even more disgusted face, “Ew.”

“Oliver!” His teacher yells from the playground, “Your uncles are here!”

“Sorry I have to go. I hope I never see you again. You’re weird.”

(Literally that’s it. Wanted to share)

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you can skip this all u want but

I wanna know abt readers ex ngl

why does Ollie have attachment issues?

you seem like you could do soft angst, 👻

(I audibly giggled like a maniac when I opened this, because angst has my heart. it has my HEART- only when it ends in fluff tho, otherwise someone might as well just shove me in a ditch it feels the same- ahem, sorry, got sidetracked)

Let’s do a lil flashback and backstory to this whole…debacle shall we?

May 20th

“Annnn then we got get- got get, noo-no! Ister Riley no,” Ollie grumbles as he reaches over the block castle he had spent the last twenty minutes building to grab the toy Simon was holding- a tyrannosaurus, or as Ollie called him- The Superman. The little boy fixes the doll cape attached to the toy and then holds it back out, “Otay, is fix.”

Simon nods, “Good good, he needs to have his-his-“

“The cape gives him powers.”

“Oh!” Simon agrees and looks at the worn out toy, the cape like it would be found on an actual Superman toy but put on a dinosaur. He only looks back to Ollie as the boy goes on about grabbing the rest of the toys he thought they should have.

“Yeah, that what my daddy tell me. That-that my superhero cape make me have superpowers.” A short silence and he sets the toy fire truck down along with a tow truck, “It no give me power, but it does for Bo though.”

(Bo, the name of the T-Rex.)

Simon looks at the boy, watching his demeanor change and he holds how the toy, “‘ell your dad was right, Bo does have some super cool powers.”

To that Ollie takes the toy and then shrugs, “I guess. But my dad- he-he lies and you say lying is not good.”

“Ladd I’m sure your dad didn’t lie,” Simon returned, it was just a toy, and he couldn’t see the harm in letting a three year old believe in superpowers for his plastic T-Rex.

Ollie shakes his head, “But he do! He said he come back for-for my birthday and no come, he didn’t-he lie.”

“Oi, Olls, ‘m sure your dad wanted to come, he just couldn’t-

“My mom doesn’t like him anymore, I heard her talk to my Auntie Beth and she said my dad is lair and mean- so that mean he not good.”

Simon, upon a lot of other things, realized that little kids really did share anything that came to their mind. and that he should definitely do some more research.

July 2nd

“It is-“ you laugh out a sigh as you stumble into the entrance of Simon’s house, having left your umbrella outside, “Raining cats and dogs out there!”

Almost as it had fallen into some odd and domestic pattern, he helped you take off the coat and hang it off without much speaking and you then look to him as you take off your boots, “Thank you for watching him later, I didn’t know I would be working a double and it-“

“No problem, darling. Lil’ guy was out by seven.” He cut you off and hung up the coat beside Ollie’s on the rack, which hung beside his own, “You go’ dinner al’eady?”

You hum and stand back up, “Are you offering?”

“Aren’t I always?”

Dinner was a delicacy of dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets and oven cooked fries, matched with a hearty portion of sprite. And about an hour of what you would consider you yapping about your crappy day, and what he would consider it favorite part of the day- you finally faltered, leaning on the dinner table with a dull and lifeless laugh.

“I feel like…I owe you, god, I owe you my life or something.”

He furrows his eyebrows to that, “No’ why? ‘M no doing anything special.”

You give him a look, “Free babysitting for one. Not to mention the rides, you-you pay for him to go to soccer, and you go to the games and you buy him clothes and you love him and you care for him and-“ you cut yourself off and look up to stop the tears- which were threatening to flow, shaking your head, “I’m sorry. I’m…it’s just- no, it’s just been a day.”

Now, Simon was many things, a merciless killer and a solider was one of them but he always knew how to read body language. What really gave it away was how you messed with your ring finger, as if you were twisting a nonexistent ring, “What’s today?”

A glance up to him and you give a dull laugh, almost mocking yourself with your words, “I got married five years ago today. Wore the pretty dress and said ‘I do’ to a man that was a piece of shit but damn….i loved him. I did. I loved him so- and I’m, god, Simon you gotta tell me to shut up sometimes.”

He looks at you, and he knew you couldn’t read him, but there was sadness etched in his expression, “I never want you to shut up, luv.”

( That’s all the backstory you get for right now! Aka, I am doing this on my phone and my thumbs hurt…and all I’ve thought of rn- comments, feedback, and your ideas make my day!! Annnnyway that’s it! <33)

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This is how I feel whenever I post something super random fyi

ANYWAY OK

So like imagine Simon is just coming home from work and it’s been an awful day, people had been getting on his nerves, he had to get the truck a jumpstart, it was raining, everything seemed awful and he was certainly not in a good mood.

Then he comes across a little duckling in the middle of the road, almost crashed because to the stupid little-

He couldn’t bring himself to be angry at the little thing, you would never forgive him for harming a baby duck. Instead, he grumbles and picks it up. Bringing it home.

As soon as he walks through the door he’s met with your beaming face which quickly turned to confusion-

“It’s so small, it’s a baby-“

“Almos ran ove’ it with-“ he glances up to see your eyes wide to the news and he stops himself, “Lil guy needed a home, yeah?”

(That’s it. Thats all I got! <333)

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(Slowly sets down my Dr Pepper) alright, alright- lemme just

I will die on this hill. What hill you may ask?

Simon Riley and dancing.

Simon, who is big and scary, who regularly goes to the senior living facilities to learn the waltz because you random mentioned how you wanted to learn while watching a period drama

Simon, who is so so so so careful when he learns because he doesn’t want to hurt anyone

Simon, who had two left feet when he tried to learn any barn dance

Simon, who once he got the hang of it was pretty okay at barn dancing- swing dancing to be exact

Simon, who comes out of the bathroom in a ‘cowboy’ get up for your date night, all with a hat and boots

“You know I could make a really sexual joke-“

“No.”

Simon, who wasn’t going to lie, barn dances were fun- and you seemed to have a blast,

Simon, who was a little taken back by your utter shock when he asked if he could dance with you

Simon, who had been practicing with Johnny of all people so he had to recalibrate how hard he needed to lead you in the dance (aka: he had to shove that man along)

Simon, who doesn’t even notice when you step on his feet

Simon, who wished he could freeze time right when he dipped you for the first time- that smile being to die for

Simon, who is currently working on aerials with Johnny during their lunch hour (yes Kyle is recording, this is prime blackmail material) (you may or may not be accidentally launched)

Feedback comments and anything else like that means the world to me! Annnnyway, that’s all!! <33

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( me rn 🥺)

Okay so I have a 13 hour road trip back to home and I have nothing to do but write and watch fields soooo…

Yes I have ideas, BUT I’ve been flabbergasted by y’all’s ideas before so therefore I want more.

(Aka this is a plea for help)

#pls pls pls #pluh-EAAAAASE

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers ♡

Not me opening this like a week after it was sent 🥺 (I’m sorry but finals are OVER!!!)

1: hiking! I love hiking or long walks

2: libraries, chiche but it’s a good one

3: …skipper butterflies. They are SO COOL

4: aquariums, lakes

5: my dogs, and cats!

#help I know I’m weird

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hello again 🥺 i just asked you to write simon and his adopted daughters and !!!!! THANK YOU LOVE YOUR WRITING IT WAS AMAZING and I'm here again just to say... please write about them again when you feel like it because- SO GOOD! <3

🥺🥺🥺

Thank you so much for your kind words! It actually makes my day and gives me a lil boost! I will def write more adoption au stuff once I rest up from finals!!!! 🤍🤍🤍🤍

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What I always think is funny is my name is Coraline right, but people call me Coco- anyway so when I’m talking to someone and I tell them my name they go ‘ooooh you look like a Caroline. So pretty, a classic-‘

No no

Coraline. Like the BLOODY MOVIE BY TIM BURTON… I was born in ‘05 btw so i dunno what my parents were on.

All that to say, I love my name. I think it’s neat.

#I’m eepy #I have two more #finals and then I’m home free #coco’s rambles #Coraline

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(Enter scene, two in the morning in the Labs of Generic University)

Me, explaining my idea for the device in Among the Bullets and the lore:

My engineering/ physics major friends who study with me:

Engineering: I mean theoretically-

Physics: shut the hell up

Me: it’s…it’s kinda cool though…right?

Engineering:

Physics: it’s cool as hell but literally impossible it’s going against several laws and NOT TO mention while the heart as the ability to pump-

Engineering: I’ll build it

Physics: NO

#teehee #it’s gonna be good #coco’s chaos <3

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Me, sitting down: perfect! A little bit of angst and fluff I’m so ready-

Ten minutes later

Me, sobbing, shaking, having missed the ‘no happy ending tag’:

#help??? #I just sobbed for ten minutes #in the library #fanfiction #reader deserves a happy ending??? ((sometimes))

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What??? Sorry! Lemme just drop some more Dad!Simon on your plate before I run away to finish up finals

Simon! Who doesn’t like leashes, thinks they’re demeaning and told you he would never because Ollie ‘is a well behaved gentleman’

…who takes after his Uncle Johnny

Simon! Who is constantly getting that boy out of trees, off the top of play areas, and one time off the top of a fire truck

“Sir?”

“Yes?”

“Uh-is-is that your-“

“ISTER RILEY LOOK IT AT HOW TALL I AM!! ISTER RILEY LOOOK ITT!!!”

Simon! Who ops for the one that look like a little lion backpack, and can store stacks because it has to versatile!

Simon! Who uses Johnny as a scapegoat for the days he’s too tired to play

“ITS UNCLE SOAPY!!”

“It’s my favorite lil’ devil!!”

Simon! Who takes Ollie on walks as soon as the sun comes up because that boy….that boy is an endless mount of energy

Simon! Who once accidentally gave Ollie a coffee frappe instead of a not coffee frappe and well-

“What did you do to him?” You stand in the door way of his house, looking exhausted, “I gave him two melatonin gummies! Two!! He-“

You both slowly watch as Ollie saunters through the threshold of Simon’s house and then collapses on the ground- something that was bound to happen after being awake for 35 hours. You look back to Simon, “You are SO lucky you’re cute.”

…

“Luv you too?”

(Actual footage of me running away after posting 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️. Comments, feedback and anything like it make my day! Annnnnd that’s all! <33)

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Among the Bullets

Chapter 2 Part 2

Summary: You're a transfer mechanic for a task force which you know nothing about, and while trying to figure out your standing with each of the members you begin to realize you may be over your head. (Evental romance, He just sucks at flirting, but he is trying bear with meee)

Warnings?: jealousy? Body descriptions, nothing really.

 With a defeated huff you set the tablet down, leaning back in the chair was that was worse for wear. The light from the screen being the only real light source of the room, the hours of searching for a file you knew would be under the most secure of networks left you with a file that was more crossed out than not. A file you, of all people, should have access to. Yet perhaps the other people that was on that team thought not, and some part of you agreed with that.

After anothe few hours toying away in the hangar you had told yourself it was high time for an actual break, so you had gone to the mess hall, spending the thirty minutes pulling apart what you thought was a roll and reading over the briefing file for the up coming operation. Seemed easy enough, although there were a few things that were crossed out, so you assumed that was on a need to know basis. Even with all of the black ink covering the words in the upcoming operation, it didn’t hold a light to the scribbled out words of the past- a past you were now trying to uncover for your sake of mind. 

The way that the captain had referenced this, that mission, as if he knew the details you hadn’t been given until you had blood on your hands- he had information you wouldn’t ever be given. And you had been there. You were stay on the slow moving fan above you, mind whirling with questions you had buried deep down, just as you were about to doze off into a light slumber a knock came to the door, heavy set of hands yet a soft knock- enough to startle you

“Hi!” 

 You blink to the change of light and see the kind looking girl in front of you, bit taller, holding a duffle bag like the one they had given you in her clutch. Her blonde hair neatly slicked back into a bun and her eyes giddy if not fatigued. When you see her you give her a little smile, “Can I help you?” Maybe that was a bit rude but she didn’t seem taken back by it. 

  “Um, the- the guy with the mask- like the halloween one?- He said I’ll be sleeping here.”

Oh. A roommate. Lovely. While you try to hide your ghost of a smile from her words while speaking about the lieutantle you look her up and down, clean clothes, ironed even, white blouse tucked into a clean pair of khakis, black riding boots. She…if it was able to say, was the exact opposite of you.  With a few moments you nod and open the door some more, rubbing your eyes. 

“You must be the mechanical engineer for the operation, I’m chemical engineering” She chirps in response and looks around, setting her bag on the sofa, which would be your bed as you would insist she take the actual bunk. Being a scientist would explain a lot of things, such as her apparence. To that you hum, and she noticed your uneasy expression from the doorway, “Louise. My name is Doctor Lousie Johnson.” ‘

“You actually say doctor?” That was what you said, which was most likely not the best thing to say but it was you had. Sure, techimcally you ahd your doctorate degree, but the idea of introducing yourself like that made you cringe. So as the silence crept, you shrugged, introducing yourself with a shake of the hand, “And technically I’m a mechanic for the operation.”

Louise tilted her head, carefully taking out the tablet she had been given, her touch delicate, “Ah. Well in the briefing document they said engineer.” Her eyes lit up as she looks back up to you, “Oh! On that note can I have access to your notes on-” 

  “Eh, Tink-” 

You spin on your heels as you hear the scotts voice interrupting your thoughts and the words Lousise was speaking, looking at him as he was half knocking on the door. He flashes a smile to Lousie, and then looks back to you, “Goin to the bar with Si and Kyle, you’re comin.” 

With a frown you retort, “I try not to drink the night before I have something important to do.” 

“Nows the bes time to drink,” He frowns to that, his eyebrows furrowing, “Si said to drag ya if needed, so gimme y’er arm.” 

  You tilt your head with an exasperated look and turn your head as Louise bites back a little laugh, the woman quieting as you give her a glare, her hand clasped over her mouth and eyes scrunched up in laughter. Without missing a beat you look back to the man, “I’m not going to the bar, Sergeant.” 

 You sit in the booth, sipping the shirley temple as you read over the document for the thousanth time. It wasn’t anything special, the group was mostly sitting at the bar, chatting away with the doctor- who was aptly very quickly nicknamed ‘Doc’ You didn’t quite care for bars, however everyone else seemed to be enjoying themselves- at least everyone expect for the Lieutentant, who somewhat mimicked your own posture but at the bar top. It wasn’t as if you were paying attention though, because that would be crazy, why on earth would you be watching- 

  About seventy percent of your attention was on the group you had isolated yourself from, how they laughed, how Lousie just clicked. It was idootic, you would most likely never see these men again in your life, nor her, after this operation, yet here you were feeling some sort of elementary school rejection. You were on a job, you were getting paid a decent chunk of money for this, and not to mention there were about a billion other factors which motivated your actions. With another sip of the drink you look away and to your tablet again, wiping off the oil smudge you had been too lazy to care about till then. 

  “Ya know its not safe for a lady to be out here alone,” a voice snapped you out of your trance, yet ther voice had no real body, you figured out it was coming from the person one booth over. 

  A quick glance back to the group, who were laughing with their backs to you, you bring your lips to your drink, speaking slowly and hushed, “You can say Hi like a normal person, Jack.” 

 A gruff laugh, and while you can’t see his face the rain covered grey hoodie was enough to confirm it was him- after all, you bought him that hoodie a few moments go by and you can hear him take a long swig of what you would guess was rum, “They want an update.” 

A long silence and you take a breath, hands looping around the glass as you think, “Can’t give them one yet, they haven’t told me anything…important, no location, time, nothing, they told me to be ready for anything and to dress warm.” You look around and then clear your throat, “They did ask if I was comfortable with 4320s.” 

“The tracktor?” He almost aughed, and for a spilt second you could almost see his smile before you replied. 

“Urals 4320s, dumbass.” You snipped back playfully, and look down to your glass, getting lost in thought for the millionth of a second, and when you looked up you noticed the luetiant looking at you, eyes narrowed, with a wary gulp you wave. 

Somehow, you had been given the task of dragging the ‘somewhat’ buzzed doctor back to your room, with a arm under her, aggravatingly small, torso you lead her through the hangar. Listening to the ‘buzzed’ words as she spoke, now, you wouldn’t lie- she seemed like a sweet girl, kind, and very smart in her field- if not a bit dense socially, most likely the only thing you both had in common. Yet there was something that rubbed you the wrong way, and perhaps it was your one jealousy. 

   She was what your parents wanted for you, perfect hair, perfect body, clothes, smile, eyes, makeup, all of it, she reeked of perfection. The worst part was that you couldn’t be upset at her for it, she was too kind. “I think- I think they’re nice.” 

   “Mmmhm,” You nod slowly as you kick the door to the room open, and that had been your go to response to anything the woman had to say, a quick mmhm and a nod, or maybe just a little lifeless laugh that would trigger her own chaotic giggles. Now, this was technically a task you had taken upon yourself, the boys had offered and you knew deep down they wouldn’t have done anything- but the ‘girl code’ was ingrained into your blood. So, with a roll of the eyes you took her back to the room, which now left you there.

     “The scary one is-is funny,” She stumbles out as you sit her down on the bunk, a hand on the top of the head to keep her from hitting her head, her eyes going over your emotionless expression, and she hums, “But he was looking at you.” 

   “You’re drunk, shut up.” You snip and then kneel down, taking off the boots with tough pulls which would get you a grumble and a scold, that you couldn’t care enough about. It took about ten minutes of standing by the bed and shoving her back down before she finally relented and stayed down, so you hum once she was out. So you push yourself up to stand, walking over to the desk, grabbing your bag and pulling out the tablet. 

The faint light in the bottom of it catching your eye, so you frown and grab the flip phone, double checking the door was locked as you lean against it, looking over the message. 

   Mission is in Poland- dress warm. Be safe. 

The contact name stung in your mind, Jackson. Unshokcing that they would have him be your contact, nonetheless, made your blood run cold every time you thought of him, much less when you spoke to him less than two hours before. 

     You too, okay?

 You stood outside the office for a solid few moments after you knocked before you heard the voice telling you to come in, and just as you remembered it was dimly lit, and the harsh smell of the smoke hung in the air. With an exaggerated clear of the throat you look to the captain, “Good morning, Sir.” 

     He motions for you to sit down, which you dismiss the offer with a shake of the head, “What do I owe the pleasure?” 

     “I have a few questions.”

The man seemed to almost expect this and he nods, “About the doctor.” 

   “Why a chemical engineer? From my experience-” 

“This isn’t about your experience. You were chosen for this operation, that should tell you everything you need to know, solider.” 

You stare at the captain for a long moment, the words rubbing you the wrong way, they way he was relaxed making your blood boil,  “I am not a solider. I will never be a solider and I will not be treated as such, I am consult and I demand some information on this operation aside from the vests I will be wearing and the truck I am expected to ride on. A chemical engineer and a mechanical one all in one op leads me to the assumption that is like operation that was lead on March 20th 2018 and I will need that information if you expect me to proceed.” 

Price stayed quiet as you spoke, seeming to take your words with a shaker of salt, which he prayed you would be thankful for, “You have all the information you need, as does Doctor Johnson.” 

   With a scoff you go on, “With all due repsect-”

“That will be all.” He interrupted you, his gaze hard and he holds out his arm for the door, “You are dismissed.” 

  “Did you get an’ sleep?” 

The voice snapped you out of your train of thought, zipping up your bag and you look up to the lieutant, giving him a brief laugh. Maybe to ease your own nerves, sure everything you were about to do made your blood run cold but the sight of a man who might as well just be a ghost at that point seemed to do nothing for them. He lived up to the callsign. It was four hours before you would go on the transport, for the operation to actually begin, and you were getting all of the things you thought you would need- however they didn’t tell you what you would need, so you were going in blind. 

   “Enough, sir.” You respond with an equally amount of lackluster. 

He looked you up and down, the uniform they had given you to wear was ironed and clean- unlike what you would normally wear. “You’ll be fine, yeah?” 

    With a quick glance up to him you hum, and you look around, eyes landing on Lousie as she chatted up Johnny and Kyle and you look to the Lieutant, “With all due respect I need to know why we need a chemist. I need to know what I’m walking into.” It wasn’t meant to sound so harsh, but the words spilled out and it was much too late to turn back. “Last time I had a chemist on my op-” 

    “Take it up with the Captain.” 

“I tried. He didn’t give me a straight answer.”

    The lieutenant looked down at you, the mask seeming a bit more intimidating up close, the black paint smuged around his eyes and the thread he used seeming to be tight to the cloth. He seemed to be mentally debating something, ot jdudging you, you couldn’t figure out which, and you didn’t quite want to. So with a grunt he picked up your bag without warning and began to walk to the transport. 

   “Hey???” You yell after him, a bit more confused than anything, catching the attention of the rest of the group from the other side of the hangar, “Thats mine?!”

Annnnyway that’s it! <33 comments and all that jazz mean a lot to me!!

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[chaosandmarigolds]

ok so I just woke up from the 20 hour coma (I fell asleep on the floor do not ask I'm going thru it) AND i realize i forgot to write anything for today. I'm so so sorry as my original plan was to post something today since I haven't been super active. I'll try to get something out later but yall are amazing! Enjoy your weekend!

#coco's chaos <3

[chaosandmarigolds]

Teehee, did everyone around me tell me- ‘coco staying up for forty eight hours to study for exams is not healthy. Drink some water. Take a nap.’ Yes. Now I still have till Tuesday and I want to actually drop out and i dunno- cry?

ANYWAY, I present a lil dribble Drabble because YALL ARE SO GOOD TO ME. 1,300 of you guys like the stuff I write! Yay!

(It’s more mechanic!reader dynamics, bc those make me laugh)

Hypothetically speaking, not really hypothetically it happens routinely now, post mission everyone is a bit worse for wear. You included, so the captain gives everyone a few days to do nothing.

The issue with that? Work-acoholics. You stumble out of bed at six in the morning to get coffee, still in pjs to find Simon in the gym.

“Lt? Oh my god you’re naked.”

To that he gives a glare, reaching for the mask that laid discarded on the box, “Why ‘yer up?”

“Coffee. Why are you working out? You hurt your shoulder….sir.”

“Nun of your business.”

A second passes.

“Okay. does this mean I can go finish up the reports?”

“Ask the captain.”

“He’s gonna say I need to rest!” You would gripe, “I’m fine. I just see double and almost pass out I move too quick. I get the same way if I don’t eat for twelve hours.”

A pause. “You worry me.”

(Annnnnnyway that’s it <3)

#this was mostly a thank you post #so again!! #thank you from the bottom of my heart #yall are amazing #i love you all actually #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost x reader #simon riley imagine #simon ghost riley #simon riley fanfic #simon riley x you #cod x you #simon riley x reader #cod fluff #coco's chaos <3 #cod fanfic #call of duty imagine #cod funny #simon riley x y/n #simon fluff #simon x reader #ghost imagine #simon ghost fluff #ghost call of duty

[chaosandmarigolds]

curious, but cpuld you write smth with simon and a plus sized reader?

Hey! Hopping on before my class because that’s a great question! I try to write from things I know I’m experienced in so I don’t misrepresent. (ie: I’m comfortable writing from a female perspective because I live from female perspective.)

All that to say, depending from the plus size you are thinking of, I may not be able to do it justice. I used to be plus size, kinda? More medium size (12-16 us sizes) however as soon as my goal became to become a paramedic my body also changed to accommodate that physical demand. While I am still ‘curvy’ I am not plus sized so I try to be aware of this when I write.

I am so willing! I just don’t want to misrepresent anyone because I am not apart of that community. 🤍🤍🤍