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THE DETAILS??? THE NOTE WITH THE KNIFE WITH HIS MOMS BDAY? CALL PRICE ABOUT THE BENEFITS? THE PAINT SWATCHES? THEYRE REDOING THEIR ATTICCCCC

retired 🩶

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So uh….some dude apparently recreated Adobe Photoshop feature-for-feature, for FREE, and it runs in your browser.

Anyway, fuck Adobe, and enjoy!

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Numnumnumnum chloroplasts.

Vampire amoeba

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Home (is where the heart is) - pt. 2/2 ❣

Bonus: Taxpayer Dollars lore

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She was his Forbidden Fruit.

His poison.

The apple that tempted Eve.

Her smile and the way her eyes glinted in moonlight were the serpent, beckoning him forth to indulge in the forbidden knowledge.

She tempted him away from the straight and narrow path set before him.

She lured him to the path of destruction. And he followed.

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With his slutty little waist

simons wide shoulders..

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BARKING. LOSING my MARBLES YOUR WRUTING SO GOOD OH MY GOD

Competition: knight!price x princess!reader

I have to thank @konig-is-bbygrl for helping me come up with the idea for this part. Thank you love!!

Price was used to being around nobles and royals.

It was his entire life, especially because he was tasked to be your personal bodyguard for nearly half his life now. He had gotten used to their delusions, to the fact that most of them are disconnected to the people they rule over, and their snobbish behavior.

What he was not used to was the fact that there were many people vying for your affection often, which meant he had to be around desperate lords and princes who made fools of themselves around you just to get you to look at them.

He cringed at their failed attempts to woo you. Their flowery words mean nothing, especially when many of them are throwing themselves at other ladies who are in their kingdom or towns when you inevitably turn them down.

He couldn’t quite understand why he found it so annoying. Maybe it was the fake devotion and empty gestures they gave that looked more like an insult to you, something he didn’t understand why you let happen, or maybe it was the fact that he knew you personally.

The lords and princes wouldn’t try for your hand if they knew who you were behind closed doors. They didn’t know who you were when he didn’t let you spend time by yourself or when you were forced to do your studies.

Or maybe, in his best judgment, they were so far beneath you that they didn’t deserve you at all. You were so much more than them, more elegant, too beautiful for them, they were not worthy as opposed to-

“You are awfully quiet, Sir John.” You spoke and brought him out of his thoughts.

Price grimaced as he spotted the flowers in your hands, no doubt from the current lords who were preparing for the jousting tournament.

An attempt by the Queen to find a proper suitor for you, something she has been adamant about doing as of late.

“What is there to say?” He grumbled and you raised an amused eyebrow.

“My, you are incredibly ornery this afternoon.” You teased and he sent you a sharp look. “Are you upset that you’re not down there?”

He glanced down from the raised platform you and the Queen sat upon above the tournament floor. Two lords were preparing, both of them too scrawny for this type of sport, too soft and not at all in their element.

It wouldn’t even be entertaining to watch.

“Why would I compete for your hand, your highness?” He wondered. “I’m already bound to you by oath and know the unfortunate fate of that.”

“The lords wouldn’t say the same.” You shot back and he watched them mount their horses.

“I’m not inclined to believe anything that falls out of their mouths.”

The lords were quick in the competition. To anyone else, their fancy swings were entertaining but to Price they were unpracticed.

He glanced at you to see if you were entertained and noticed the boredom in your eyes. He hid his smile, knowing that if it were him or his men, you’d be entertained.

The lord that won bowed to the crowd and flaunted, earning a scowl from both you and the Queen. A bad look.

“Perfect for you, your highness.” Price teased and you sent him a look.

“He’s handsome, yes.” You ignored him and he looked at the lord.

Handsome was generous, he looked rather plain to Price.

The lord walked up to you, a prideful look on his face, and gave a gaudy bow. It took everything in Price to stop himself from rolling his eyes.

“Your highness, your majesty, I thank you for this opportunity.” He said as he stood up straighter. “If it’s too much to ask, I would be honored to join you for dinner.”

“Before that, perhaps you’d like to show your skills again for us.” The Queen spoke and his face fell. “To see you win against my best knight would surely make dinner worth it.”

Price stiffened up but said nothing. The lord looked nervous while you had an unreadable look on your face.

“As you wish, your majesty.” Price bowed and made his way towards the ring.

He missed the sickly sweet words that fell from the lord’s mouth, the near pleading eyes as he spoke to you and the way you tensed up at the lack of preparation for someone so pushy.

However, he didn’t miss you giving the lord your handkerchief, of all things, as he grabbed the lance.

A spike of anger he didn’t understand rushed through him. You showed no signs of wanting the lord yet you gave him something of yours? Did you despise Price that much? Did you want him to lose that bad?

Price wasn’t one to gloat, in fact he hated it and would much rather let his skills show through action, but anyone knew that he could beat the lord easily without much straining.

You knew that too and yet you gave the pompous, worthless man your attention as if he deserved it.

Price kept his composure and didn’t break a sweat at defeating the lord almost instantly. He didn’t pay attention to the roars of cheers from everyone, especially from his own men, or the cries from the lord as he laid haunches over on the dirt.

Instead his attention was on you. He’s not sure what he expected from you but the looked of horror on your face wounded his pride a little more than he wanted.

It didn’t matter. The lord wouldn’t have your hand.

Price made his way back to you and you wasted no time in arguing with him.

“Were you trying to kill him?” You exclaimed and he raised an eyebrow.

“I was light on him. He couldn’t handle it because of who he is.” He argued and you stared at him in shock.

It was the truth. If he had been against any of his men they would’ve laughed at him for that type of treatment.

Just another testament of how the lord wasn’t a good fit and that you had made a mistake to give him something of yours.

“You should be happy. A princess who’s loose with her affections shouldn’t be vied for.” He spat and watched you glare at him in disbelief.

“You’re barbaric, someone as cruel as you should never win someone’s hand.” You curled your hands into fists and he huffed.

“It was Her Majesty who wished for me to compete, I have no desire to win you over.”

You opened your mouth to argue more before the Queen approached you both. In an instant, you both composed yourselves as best as you could, though neither do you could hide the anger you had for each other.

The Queen ignored it in favor of giving Price an approving look.

“Sir John, an excellent performance.” She complimented and he gave her a polite nod. She turned to you. “You’ll be fine without him for a few moments while I discuss the lords with you?”

“Happily.” You said from behind your teeth.

“Thank you, your majesty.” He bowed and watched you walk away with your mother.

Was he cruel? He wouldn’t say he was and yet that seemed to be all you saw him as.

He didn’t like the way that made his stomach churn.

A/n: jealous price anyone? didn’t mean to make this as long as it was oops lol

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May I be of some assistance?

Simon:

Luv

Darlin

Petal

Price:

Sweetheart

Sunshine

My love

Johnny:

Mo leannan (my sweetheart)

Mo Chride (my heart)

Babydoll

Gaz:

Sweetie

Baby

Hon/honey

Hope this helps!

I struggle so hard with choosing what pet names the guys would use like my constant go to is sweetheart for some reason and I can’t escape it.

I mean in my brain Simon is the only that uses lovie but it’s probably because so many people write him using it so now it’s just ingrained in my brain that he uses it

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Prom part 2: cbf!Soap x f!reader

Prom had been fun enough. You enjoyed being dressed up, eating and drinking the mediocre catering by your small school had put out for everyone. You also enjoyed dancing with your friends, including Johnny, and catching up with them.

Prom had gone on into the night. You just entered the bathroom, ready to end the night and ask Johnny when he was ready to leave when you heard Holly and the other Mean Girls.

They had left you alone the entire night and you had as well, so you decided it was best to just turn and leave.

“So he told you he was going into the military but not her?” You heard one of them say and you stopped. “And he’s not interested at all?”

“No,” Holly sighed. “John only has eyes for her.”

Your stomach dropped and you swallowed hard. This had to be a sick joke, a lie Holly made up just to get after you…yet why would she tell her friends if she didn’t know you were there?

Johnny actually got in the military? When was he leaving for boot camp? Does that mean he’s going to be gone before you move into your dorm at the university?

He didn’t tell you. Why didn’t he tell you?

Your chest hurt and your throat tightened. Tears burned behind your eyes and you swallowed hard as you stepped into the bathroom, your attention on Holly.

“John’s going into the military?” You asked her, in hopes that maybe this wasn’t true.

Holly’s eyes widened and she glanced at her friends.

“Yeah…he still hasn’t told you?” She wondered and when your face fell she gave you a sad almost sympathetic look as if she felt bad.

“Are you lying?”

“No.”

You fought against tears and nodded. It felt like your stomach dropped to your feet as you turned and rushed out of the bathroom.

Johnny didn’t tell you. How could he not tell you he was leaving you, that he actually got in the military? You weren’t sure if you were shaking because of anger or because you were incredibly upset by the fact that he was actually leaving you.

You rushed through the gymnasium without a thought of where you were going. You were so overwhelmed that you barely registered you were outside until Johnny stopped you.

“Bonnie, what’s going on-“

“Did you get in the military?”

Johnny’s face fell and a fire ignited within your stomach. A panicked look flashed across his face and he raised his hands up passively.

“You told Holly before me?” You exclaimed and he winced.

“It was by accident. “I was going to tell you tonight-“

“When are you leaving?”

Johnny hesitated and he took a deep breath. He stared into your watery eyes and you saw regret written all over his face before he regained some of his composure.

“The end of this week.”

You stared at him with disbelief and scoffed. You stepped away from him and shook your head, unable to believe that he would keep it from you especially when he was leaving in just a couple days.

“I wanted to tell you…I just didn’t know how to bring it up to you because every time I do you get-“

“I get what, Johnny?” You snapped at him and his eyes narrowed.

“Like this.”

You could tell he was trying to keep himself from getting angry, trying to keep his emotions under control as he took a moment to gather his thoughts. He was overwhelmed with regret and panic, but he was also starting to get irritated as well.

Why couldn’t you understand? He should’ve told you first but why did you have to be so against him leaving?

“I finally figured out what I want to do with my life, I have some sort of future and then you make me feel guilty for it.” He argued as he got angrier.

“Because you suddenly changed everything!” You argued and he huffed. “We talked about going to university together since middle school. Ever since your cousin-“

“I never wanted to go! That was something you talked about and if it weren’t for my cousin I’d be stuck here just like you.”

Your eyes widened and your mouth went dry. What did he mean by that? You were too stunned and hurt to say anything as he continued to be overwhelmed.

It was out now but Johnny was so angry that he couldn’t stop himself.

“You don’t have a plan, you haven’t thought about what you’re going to do. I’m not like that, I have to get out of here, I have to go make a difference and I’m not going to go along with you and your lack of planning.”

Were you holding him back? Did he think that? Is that why he wanted to leave? Because you weren’t enough, because he had outgrown you?

Your mind spiraled and it felt like the world was spinning. It couldn’t be true but all you could think was the fact that he must be leaving because of you.

Johnny ran a hand through his hair and tried to calm his nerves.

“I didn’t…can you try to see it from my perspective-“

“No.” Your voice was low and rough. “Why does it even matter if I support you, you’re just going to leave and forget about me anyway.”

Johnny groaned and scrunched his face as if the idea hurt him because it did. It hurt him deeply that you would think he’d throw you away after all these years, after all of the feelings he gained for you. The last time was a mistake and he knew that he would keep himself from doing it again.

He just had to get out of this town, he just had to prove to himself he was something more. That didn’t have to mean abandoning you.

“I won’t!”

“You will because you already have! You’re in denial and the sooner you realize it the easier this is going to be.”

Johnny stared at you incredulously, his heart pounding away as he suddenly felt lightheaded.

“What’re you saying?” He asked, his voice suddenly softer.

“I’m not waiting for you.” You stated firmly, tears threatening to fall now. “Because I know you won’t come back.”

The two do you stared at each other for just a moment. It was as if the world was crashing down around, both of you feeling too tense and hurt to even think coherently.

You didn’t see a reason to wait for him if he thought you were holding him back. If you were the reason he was leaving then why would he even come back in the first place?

In your pain you decided to hurt him in hopes that maybe it’d knock sense into him but if you weren’t so upset you’d know better. That never worked with anyone, let alone your Johnny.

Johnny couldn’t breathe. The guilt from wanting to leave ate away at him ever since that day you confronted him and now it beat against him like crashing waves on a beach.

He felt trapped. He wanted to leave to start a future, one he saw with you in it, but a partly you didn’t see yourself in.

And it broke him.

He nearly threw the idea of military away. He couldn’t lose you, not because of his stupid mistakes…but he couldn’t let his ideas of the military go either.

Johnny was lucky he had enough strength within him to know he needed to calm down before he made any decisions.

“I’m going home.” He cleared his throat as he felt tears burn his eyes and he rushed away from you.

Tears streamed down your face and you let out a couple sobs, unable to move from your spot.

You felt helpless.

Holly said your name and you didn’t have the energy to tell her to go away.

“I’m sorry, really.” She said genuinely and you looked at her through your blurry vision. “I can take you home.”

For the first time in your life, you felt safer with Holly than anyone else.

A/n: oops 🤭 (don’t hate Johnny please! He loves you, and is not leaving because of you)

Tags: @elysian0612 @cassiecasluciluce @pepsicolacoochie @hayleybarnesx

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WAIT STOP WHY DOES THE RED GUY KINDA LOOK LIKE SHEPARD

a soapghost comic i never finished (i wanted angry bloodied soap)

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IM SO READY FOR WHEN YOU FIND IT BESTIE

Simon has a voice line if you get a kill while stunned... he says "that's it.. shake it off."

oh my god

OH MY GOD

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DONT HIDE THESE IN THE TAGS TAC

Simon Riley who is getting very annoyed because Johnny's good boy personality is rubbing off on him.

he starts catching himself saying "yes ma'am" "no ma'am" more often than before. he's holding the door for strangers, offering his spot in line at the grocery when someone behind him only has 2 items.

it's never done with a smile, which, at least he still has that going for him. but its gotten so bad (good) that even his captain noticed.

"never heard you call Laswell ma'am. somethin change?"

"turnin over a new leaf," simon responds, deadpan.

it takes a while for Soap to notice his lieutenant's change in behavior. he had always seen Ghost as kind. not necessarily nice, but polite at the very least. only after Price says something does he make any comment.

"ge'in soft LT? i heard those please 'nd thank ya's."

"called bein polite, Johnny. should try it some time."

heaven forbid Simon snd Johnny go out for drinks. when you, their kind waitress, returned to their table with pints, Simon nodded as a thank you.

"can I get you anything else?"

"no ma'am," Simon says with a glint in his eyes.

you are blushing. Johnny is dumbfounded.

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mutuals let me in

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No one can stand in my way but me!

Um *stands in your way*

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Ghost is a tough nut to crack.

But once you crack him, once you get down to Simon Riley, he’s putty in your hands.

“Please, baby, please. Just let me eat it. Please honey…”

His voice is so wrecked as you hover your cunt over his mouth. Just beyond his reach.

His wrists are bound to the bed and cock is hard and angry red.

Teasing him is so much fun, because he starts to beg.

Tears gather in the corner of his stormy blue eyes, his voice high and wrecked as he pleads for you to sit on his face.

When you finally do lower yourself down onto his face, he eats you like a man starved for days.

He moans and pleads against your pussy.

“Yes, yes, yes baby… yes, grind on my mouth… yes baby… please cum on my tongue… please let me taste it…”

When you do finally cum on his mouth, he moans and growls against you in such a pleasured way, he cums just from eating you out.

Just my thoughts <3

#cod mw2 #cod modern warfare #cod #ghost mw2 #ghost modern warfare #modern warfare x you #ghost mw #simon ghost riley #ghost cod #ghost x reader #simon riley #simon riley x reader

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SOAP IS LACTOSE INTOLERANCE IM HOWLING

medical files follow up visit - physical exam

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NOTE: NOT CANON! this is a follow-up to my previous medical files post!

summary: Every soldier, officer, and civilian have their annual well visit, a patient is a patient. So, what does the documentation look like for the 141?

warnings: medical inaccuracies, mention of wounds/wound care, mentions of depression, medical terminology

a/n: hehe yk i LOVE my medical files so I thought I might try to do a full SOAP note and physical exam with findings + labs (live, laugh, love, pharmacy school). also someone let me know this made its way to both pinterest and tiktok which is absolutely CRAZY so I hope you all enjoy this part ii :)

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