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sammieb9 · 3 months

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DPOY

#athletes #tj watt

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dailynfl · 2 months

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#tj watt #pittsburgh steelers #steelers #nfl #daily nfl

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athletic-collection · 4 months

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TJ Watt sacks Will Levis

#football #pittsburgh steelers #tj watt #tennessee titans #will levis

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the-burgundy-on-my-shirt · 2 months

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Anyways stan unproblematic defensive king TJ Watt ❤️

#nfl #Steelers #tj watt #sports #football #offseason #I’m still pissed he was snubbed for DPOY

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boltupbitches · 5 months

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Get them TJ!

#tj watt #pittsburgh steelers #steelers

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the-football-chick · 7 months

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All the Watts in Houston on Sunday

#nfl #tj watt #jj watt #derek watt #pittsburgh steelers

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najeeharris · 7 months

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Crowns fit for kings 👑

#owe it ALL to the defense #tj watt #Alex highsmith #Pittsburgh Steelers #mine #my gifs

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masoncarr2244 · 6 months

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Green Bay Packers at, Pittsburgh Steelers 11/12/23/

#pittsburgh steelers #najee harris #jaylen warren #tj watt #steelers #nfl #football #nfledit #footballedit #gif #gifs

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iaminsane-blog · 1 year

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Little Lady, Big Guns.

here is chapter/part 2, hope you guys enjoy :)

As I sat in my cozy office decorated with various small portraits and nick knacks, continued to set out the base modeling on a piece of sketch paper for my newest invention. Throwable tasers. A small sketch of balls equipped with two metal prongs jutting out of one vertices. The slightly weighted metal prongs allowed for the taser to imbed itself into the skin of the victim. This device would be perfect for far scale attacks, I know director Price would be pleased to see my work. To be truthful weapons weren’t my first interest for a career, it all started in a small gun shop off the coast of San Diego.

Stumbling into the shop was like walking into a small cave, the walls covered in band posters, the slight smell of gunpowder. It was all unfamiliar but nonetheless comforting. An Old man with young eyes sat on a barstool chair behind the counter and his eyebrow quirked up slightly at the sight of me.

“Can I help you ma’am?”

I held his gaze and let my eyes draw slightly to the right, to the large handheld gun case next to him.

“I just moved into an apartment alone and I need a gun for safety.”

It was that simple sentence that launched into a full 30 month journey, first with buying, then the training lessons, the cleaning, hanging out at the store day by day. Mr.Wilcox and I had became extremely close, with his extensive knowledge and my willing to learn we made a good team. It was when that April a call from a local hospital caught my phone. Mr. Wilcox was caught with a nasty case of stage 4 prostate cancer. Apparently he had known for a while, and simply wished to find a suitable heir to pass his beloved shop onto. It was that hot, humid day in April that I sat by his bedside, clutching keys he had pressed into my palm.

“Mr.Wilcox I have to ask one question, why didn’t you tell me?”

His eyes, glazed over and slightly cloudy still sparkled with a twinge of life.

“ If I had told you that I was going to die, you would’ve acted towards me with unconscious entitlement. And that would’ve blinded your true character. I trusted you with my life and now beyond that I trust you with my shop. Thank you Vera, I think its time.”

And as he closed his eyes peacefully I did the same, the only sound being the slow decline of the heartbeat monitor.

A small wet spot appeared on my sketch and I swiped away at the sudden tears. I didn’t even register the small knocking coming from the doorframe, the tall frame of Soap.

“Are you..are you okay?”

His gentle voice caught me a tiny bit off guard, but I needed to deflect his attention.

“Yeah I was just you know, chopping onions so the tears.”

He gave me a small perplexed look but a small smirk accompanied it.

“Well me and the boys were wondering if you wanted to come with us to lunch, we like to give newbies the rundown.” I stood and quickly swept up by drawings into my drawer, turning the lock and placing the small key into my back pocket. My outfit of choice today was another patterned skirt with instead a fitted long sleeve black turtleneck. My glasses had slightly slidden down my nose and I adjusted them accordingly before walking up to Soap with a smile.

“I just have to warn yah, some of these guys haven’t so much as seen a woman in a while. And unfortunately they’ll see you as fresh meat.”

I gave him a tight lipped smile, I appreciated the warning but however I trusted myself.

“Thanks Soap, but don’t you worry I can carry my own. Let’s go, I’m starving.”

The grayish lump that they called mashed potatoes and the slight orange burnt piece of meat they called beef steak did little to ignite my appetite. As I followed through behind Soap in the lunch line I got a view of the lunch room. Large metal tables situated row by row, each with a group of men seated. And each group of men seemed to have many sets of eyes, all of which were gazing directly at me. While Soap lead the way to my table it seemed very conversation that I passed had stopped, and each head turned my way. I sat down at the table next to Soap and across from Gaz and Ghost, and ghost still worn that damn mask.

“Can this even be classified as food?”

I moved around the mash on my plate trying to find it somewhat appealing.

“Well it’s high in calories and resembles some sort of lump, So it’s good enough for us”

i let out a small giggle and reached forward for my coffee, straight black just how i like it. Being on this base for only a couple weeks didn’t give me enough time to fully discover it, and i might’ve heard in passing about a local bar.

“Well being a newbie I don’t get told everything but I might’ve heard through the grapevine that there’s a local bar around here? Do y’all know anything about that?”

the playful hint of my voice drew a slight smirk from Soap, who shot a half lidded glance to Ghost.

“Vera you have just trespassed into a dangerous land.”

His ominous answer only peaked my interest more.

“Come one Soap, let up. I’m a big girl I can take it”

He let out a small laugh and leaned forward, as did the others. Inviting me into an inner circle meeting.

“Listen for newbies they do a certain, uh. Welcoming ritual of sorts. If you can handle yourself then we’ll swing by after lights out and take you . Just be warned it could get embarrassing.”

“I’m in, this is gonna be fun.”

A buzzing from the phone in my pocket brought my attention to an incoming call, from Director Prince.

“Sorry boys, business calls.”

I collected my half eaten food and coffee while holding my phone between my shoulder and cheek. Walking away from the group.

at the table

“They’re gonna go hard on her.”

“Let’s just hope she isn’t a lightweight.”

Ghost’s jaw clicked with annoyance. He didn’t want you to get black out drunk in front of a group of eager men. It made his stomach churn and his heart burn. He figured showing chivalry, the one trait most of these men didn’t have…. perhaps she’d take notice.

#ghostxreader #ghost riley #cod mw22 #cod mw2 ghost #cod mwii #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #ghostbeingcute #ao3fic #ao3 fanfic #fanfic writing #tj watt

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truckman816 · 2 years

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