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[Touchy feely] [tf141 headcanons]

(Romantic impied Task force 141 boys x gender neutral!reader headcanons :))

Summary: Being the sweetheart of the task force means the boys are not shy about the fact that they're all simps and always want some sort of contact with you at all times.

Consists of romantic/suggestive headcanons for each of the guys and little things they do with you <3

Words: about 1.5k (this was supposed to be short, whoops)

Warnings/Info: Can be read separately but it is intended that they all harbor feelings for you at the same time, possibly out of character for everyone, some swearing, the guys manhandle you, as always, let me know if I miss something!

Thinking about how each of the boys is so touchy with you, it doesn't matter where you are or who you're with, they're shameless.

Other units and teams who will sometimes share the base with 141 know better than to ask questions or directly say anything to one of the guys or you for that matter. Not that they could anyway, seeing as you always have at least one of them attached to your hip.

Price:

Anyone who walks into Price's office late at night to turn something in is used to seeing you next to the Captain on the little dingy loveseat he has in there.

John is usually smoking a cigar, taking care to not blow smoke your way while your head is resting on his shoulder. Your eyes closed as you hum at his words. It's terribly domestic for a military base.

John likes to gently play with your hair while he speaks about missions he's been on, always somehow trying to braid despite not knowing how to for jack shit, whether it because it's you or just the mindless motion, he's not willing to say.

John will usually walk you back to your room after dinner or time in his office unless he's swamped with work.

A small hand on the small of your back while he leads you. It's always a respectable touch, though he tucks you into his side, nodding at everyone you may pass.

If you're comfortable with it, he likes to press a kiss to your head, smiling that goofy ass smile, and tells you to get a good night's rest.

He lets you help him trim up his beard, he won't let you do all of it but he likes the closeness of it, him sitting down while you gently shape it up, tilting his head up and he tries his best to not stare directly at your chest.

The fact that he's letting you this close to his neck with a razor is a sign of trust, maybe small for others but for a man that doesn't drop his guard and doesn't truly trust others, it speaks volumes.

The first time he let you, you were barely putting any pressure and he grabbed your hand in his and showed you. "You're not gonna hurt me, put more force into it, yeah?"

Don't get me started on going out on walks in London with Price, he wraps you up in his beanie and some big leather jacket he has that dwarves you, helping you move through crowds by once again holding the small of your back, or taking your smaller hand in his. (He doesn't correct anyone if they mistake you as married)

He likes to kiss the back of your hand and laughs when it makes you blush and sputter out that his beard is scratchy.

Ghost:

Ghost is a subtle one, he won't actively reach for you or your hand but he does have some part of him against you most times.

Whether it be his leg, arm, or thigh, anything works. A normal place yall will be seen together is in the dining hall, you've both learned to ignore the stares from everyone else.

Simon never eats there, just sits with you until you're finished and then you both move on to either his quarters or somewhere else so he can peel his mask up to eat a bit.

However, while you're eating and telling him about anything under the sun, he'll lean over and wipe some crumbs off of your mouth with his thumb softly, which again, you're used to so okay whatever but Recruits always are taken aback in their seats.

Ghost's reflexes kick into overdrive with you. His hand going to cover a corner of a table 9/10 times before you completely wreck your shit, but when he does miss (sometimes on purpose).

He'll bring a hand up to rub at your head for you, chuckling under his breath before cooing down at you "That hurt pretty? Sure look like it did."

Whenever you two specifically are paired onto a mission, doesn't matter if any of the guys complain, he will share a cot/tent with you. He claims he runs the hottest (he doesn't, it's Johnny but he will not lose on this) and can keep your body the warmest.

He pretty much lugs you on top of him and wraps his arms around your waist, he'll press a hand against your head if you keep fidgeting, rasping at you to go to sleep. He takes great pride in the fact that you're usually out like a light very shortly.

I've said it once and I'll say it again, Ghost likes to hook a finger into your body straps and pull it really hard and let it smack you to get your attention if you're not actively paying attention to him, he'll soothe the area but he's smirking behind that fucking mask.

On that note, he definitely does the "You got something right here." And points at your chest and immediately pull up to flick your nose hard as fuck, he KNOWS his own strength but sometimes your eyes water and he immediately feels bad.

Ghost rests his head on your chest a lot, he finds your heartbeat to be soothing and reassuring, also grunts if you don't wrap your arms around him in return, bro literally shoves his head into you and groans

This is a grown man but it's cute so you let it slide bc he'll never ask for it outright, he just assumes you'll cradle his head.

Soap:

Johnny is the most shameless motherfucker here, I'm talking about draping himself over you, grabbing at your cheeks, ruffling your hair, kissing you dangerously close to your lips (it drives the others mad), he's the most unapologetic about it and will gloat to the others.

Manhandler #1, isn't above grabbing you by your hips and picking you up to move you somewhere, he's literally gone and grabbed you from some rookies side to come stand next to him with a smile and you're just so used to it that you just shrug and go along with it. (He gets slightly jealous, why would you stand next to some random ass dude and not him??)

Throws you over his shoulder, or likes you to cling to his front or his back and just carries you, he says it's a comfortable weight. If you ever dare say you're too heavy, he's gonna go to the gym and work out even more to PROVE to you that he simply doesn't care, he will carry you.

Extremely bad habit of sneaking into your room to fall asleep with you, Price has come into your room many times to see Soap sprawled on top of you, he's drooling and snoring and you're knocked the fuck out (he's like a glorified weighted blanket).

I've touched on this before but he only wants you to cut his hair for him, yeah he can go to the barber on base but he much prefers you and loves it when you scratch at his scalp. He also likes to just have his head in between your thighs but that's something else for another time-

Soap specifically slings you over his shoulder a lot, especially off base where he truly doesn't have any fucks to give.

You're not going to bed because you have other work?? Too bad, shoulder time you go. You're not willing to get up and make yourself food? Good thing he's here, either pick what you want from the kitchen or throw some clothes on bc he IS dragging you out of the house.

Johnny likes to draw on you a lot, it ranges from scribbles, to sometimes his name if he's feeling cheeky (he's drawn it on your thigh before and you didn't notice until Gaz shot you a look), to intricate drawings of whatever he can think whether it be a landscape or an animal.

He always holds you steady and it isn't uncommon for your limbs to fall asleep but it's worth it, if only to see him smile.

Gaz:

Gaz is probably the most secretly clingy person out of the four, he CAN function without your touch but does he PREFER to? No.

His first instinct in any situation is to grab you and shield you, he's the fastest of the four so his body moves without thinking and it's saved you more times than any of you would like to count.

The one mission where you both fell out of a moving truck, he tucked your body into his despite it costing him his shoulder popping out of the socket, you couldn't help but freak out while Ghost moved to pop it back into place.

"Why the fuck would you do that? Look at your arm!" "It's nothing." "Garrick what the fuck-"

When you're out anywhere off base, he's holding your hand, good luck trying to pull away bc he is not letting go. Too bad so sad, resign to your fate.

I think Gaz is definitely good at dancing, at least with you and when the right music is on, you cannot tell me this man wouldn't twirl you around and shit-fight me on it. He'll even lift you off your feet, laughing when you scramble to grab at his shoulders.

He goes stark still if you rest your head on his shoulder, not because he's nervous but because he's worried about waking you up when he knows you deserve a rest.

He'll usually wrap his arm around your shoulder to hold you in place so the heli ride doesn't jostle you so much, gentleness rubbing his knuckles along your arm to soothe you.

Gaz is the one who holds you when you have nightmares, on rare occasions when Soap isn't in your room and you just need to be held with no talking, you always without thinking find yourself in Kyle's room, his arms wrapped around your waist as he tucks your head under his chin, no questions asked.

He'll maybe hum a tune to help you relax but other than that, he lets you lead the way.

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Nothing is more devastating than this. The UN World Food Program has officially suspended aid delivery to northern Gaza, citing violence and lack of safety as major reasons the aid trucks aren’t getting through. Israeli officers are liberally shooting at Palestinians who try to approach the trucks in hopes of getting even the smallest morsels of food, despite the fact that Israel has allowed only one crossing for the already woefully low numbers of aid they’re permitting entry. Reportedly this number has fallen from 140 a day in January to just 60 a day this month, and now 16% of all Gazan children under 2 are “acutely malnourished.” Meanwhile, the US vetoes a call for a ceasefire for the third fucking time. It’s so inhumane in its cruelty it’s actually shocking to see it being allowed to go on and on, and on an international level no less.

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Coping mechanisms the 141 + König have

Ghost binge eats and use bulking as an excuse to feel less worse about it he tries to get something that won't harm his health too much and will spend extra time in the gym to make up for it

Soap lits things up to see them fall apart, most of the times writes detailed letters containing all of his feelings, drawing of what's bothering him, just so he can watch it fall apart and dissappear, alongside his worries

Gaz either does extra training (he actually exhausts himself on purpose under the excuse of wanting to get better) or play some random game, when he's at home he will make bathroom, food, exercise and sleep pauses, anything else is out of question, if he could he would put down exercising but he doesn't want to have to work twice as hard when hes back on the fiels

Price is workaholic, got the point where laswell had to sedate him so he would stop working, lost so many men that he can't really bring himself to enjoy a nice moment without remembering seing all of their dogtags on his table or their wounded lifeless bodies

König also carries the weight of having to take responsibility for every dead teammate, he became a maladaptive daydreamer when he's not on the battlefield, his daydreams involve being able to save his teammates or live in a world where we wasn't bullied and where wars didn't exist

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i dont hate you guys i swear i just have really shitty memory

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Hello, im sorry but a i cant even remember yhat what did i wanted from you? Can you tag me to my request pls? :(

"Hello, I hope you are well. I have a request, if it is suitable for you, can you do it? 141 men and Alex. Konig. The reader has the skills of an assassin just like Dc Damian. The only exception is that he uses guns and knives instead of swords (he usually throws knives like an assassin) and she also has some abilities like Miraculous Ladybug. Like using Yoyo as a propeller when jumping from height. And even to use as a shield to avoid gunfire. and he doesn't show her face to anyone for a long time. and everyone is surprised when she shows it because she is so beautiful. I will send you the fictional female face I found on Pinterest. And I will also send the costume she wore. I hope I was able to express myself. I translated these via google"

This was your request

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HEYYYY how are you?? are your requests open? if not just delete this

anyway, can I request a price x reader plisss (sorry I have no ideas) TNXXX

have a great day

(tag me if you write it)

i forgot i had tumblr oop- @greenkiki this will somewhat match your request

Price is a cautious man; he always observes whoever he may be interacting with from afar to check if they're a possible threat. He was no different with you, extremely cautious at first, but slowly warmed up to you, and before he knew it, you became really close.

Even when you spent a long time together, he had no ounces of suspicion of your hidden job. Though your mask made him a bit wary, you seemed to have no scars or reason to cover your face all the time.

Only starting to question your abilities and appearance once you went on your first mission together months after having met. As he watched you fight and wondered how in hell your fighting abilities were so perfect, your knife-throwing skills and aim were simply flawless. Half of your abilities weren't even taught in the military; how could you be so talented?

He decided not to question you and pay a closer eye on your movements. It was to no avail; you did not give up any hint of where you learned to have such assassin-like abilities. He decided to just let it slip, though it caught him off guard; you were such a sweet person, how could you be like that? Perhaps you just were one of a kind.

After the mission was completed, you went out to drink with the 141, so you took off your mask, revealing your face to everyone. That's when it hit him - you were an assassin who was hired many times by governments to do the dirty job. How could he have not realized it beforehand?

The day after, he pulled you aside to question everything. He just nodded along as you told him everything. Surprisingly, your relationship was not shaken by it. He understood your reasoning, so he just asked you not to keep more secrets.

#john price x y/n #john price x reader #price x reader #john price #john price x you #cod headcanons #cod x reader

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Hiii! Happy Halloween!

May I please have the slashers (Michael ‘78, Jason, Freddy, Brahms) when their usually cheery and happy-go-lucky S/O tells them they want someone de*d? (Censoring just in case aha)

Also, I love your works!

Hiiii! Happy (late) Halloween! Hope u had a spooktacular time!👻 also thank u sm! I really really appreciate it and am glad u like em! :D💖

Slashers when a Cheerful!Reader tells them they want someone dead

Includes: Michael Myers (1978), Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger and Brahms Heelshire

Warning: Violence and sexual references

Michael Myers (1978)

*Head tilt*

Michael didn’t feel much, but it was safe to say he was a tad bit shocked when you said that. You, of all people… wanted someone dead?

Michael stalked this person, tracking them down to their house. Instead of killing them then and there, he dragged them kicking and screaming back to your place.

His white mask shone malevolently in the dark kitchen, void of emotion. Your wide eyes travelled down to the person restricted in his arms. Their head was bleeding and their mouth was covered by Michael’s hand, his other around their neck

“Michael…?”

He wasn’t going to kill them, he wanted you to do it

His black eyes were shadowed in darkness, but you knew what they said. In a silent exchange, you slowly slid open a drawer. The person struggled and screamed into Michael’s hand. Your fingers wrapped around the smooth handle of a knife, and you pulled it from the drawer

Michael watched in awe as you approached, shakily lifting the blade. He held the person against his chest, giving you access to their abdomen. You stabbed them over and over, much like how you learned from Michael. Their cries of pain soon died down to nothing but a gurgling death rattle. He threw the person roughly down to the kitchen floor, where their blood pooled around their limp body

Michael didn’t let you say anything. He thrusted you into a wall, making you squeak. He gripped your wrist tight, your hand still holding the bloody knife. He was completely infatuated with you in this moment. His hungry eyes traced down your body as he breathed heavily behind his mask. Though you had just literally killed someone, you could feel yourself coming back to your cheery self as his lustful gaze made you all giddy inside.

Michael gently grabbed your throat, and tugged you towards your bedroom

Jason Voorhees

Though he wouldn’t show it, he was a bit concerned when you weren’t as happy or cheery as you usually were. One morning in bed, as you both sat up, he gently wrapped his strong arms around your frame. A tired smile met your face, knowing that was how he sometimes asked, are you okay?

“I’m fine, Jacey. It’s just that…”

When you told him you wanted someone dead in that sweet little voice of yours, the arms around you stiffened. Rage overtook Jason’s thoughts. What did this person do to you? If you, cute and innocent you, wanted someone dead, they must’ve been the devil himself

That night, Jason left the woods and headed to the more suburban area of Crystal Lake. He was an excellent hunter, and found your foe real quick. He stood over their bed as they slept, their chest rising and falling with each breath. The person soon furrowed their brow and stirred, sensing the hateful eyes boring into them. Jason hardly gave them a moment to realise what was happening before he went in for the kill. He thrusted his machete down, over and over until they were spewing hot blood all over the bedsheets

Jason walked back home, pretty satisfied with himself. His mother was quite proud of him as well. But what excited him the most, was your own glowing words of praise. You were finally gonna be your happy self again!

Jason crept into the cabin, trudging towards your shared bedroom. You slept soundly within the sheets. Unlike his last victim, he would not wake you so rudely. He instead laid down next to you, bloody clothes and all. Jason wrapped his arms around you and pulled your back into his chest

“Mmm, Jason…?” You croaked

You could feel the fresh blood dampening the blanket. But alas, you were too tired to care. You also knew exactly who’s it was

“Love you, Jason.” You smiled

Jason rested his head on top of yours, cuddling against you affectionately

I love you too

Freddy Krueger

Instantly aroused😨😨

Freddy laughed evilly and licked his lips at you. Now we were talking! He loved that you were always happy and cheery, it was what made you so fun. But there was that small part of him that just wanted to ask, don’t you just wanna go ape shit?

He was gonna go kill them, sure. But in that moment, all he wanted was you. He slammed you against the wall and gripped your waist hard. Flirty giggles bubbled from your lips as he pulled you into a needy kiss

Freddy slithered into the person you wanted dead’s dreams like a fox to a chicken coop. He tormented them continuously, physically and mentally. He even interrogated them, shouting right in their face about you

“How dare you fucking touch them? You’re mine now, you little bitch!”

Couple slashes to the face later, Freddy waltzed his way over to your own dreams; his favourite place in the whole world. You greeted him with a wide smile and open arms, running up to him and attacking him in a hug. Freddy was careful with his bladed glove as he hugged you back

“It’s all taken care of, prince(ss). They won’t bother you ever again.”

Freddy pressed his chapped lips to yours, then shoved his bare hand under your shirt. Now the gory deed of his was done, he wanted you all to himself. You thought you could be all sexy, ask him to kill for you and then get away with it? Nuh-uh, babe! He was gonna eat you up

Brahms Heelshire

Brahms always adored how joyful you were. Whenever he felt blue, you were right there to cheer him up! What would he ever do without you?

One night, after reading Brahms a bedtime story in the most enthusiastic and engaging way possible, you gave him a goodnight kiss before cuddling up next to him in your shared double bed. Like usual, he fell asleep before you did, with his curls nestled against your chest. Just as you were about to drift off yourself, a loud crash sounded from downstairs. You nearly jumped out of your skin, becoming alert. You shook Brahms furiously awake, causing him to moan and groan in protest

“Brahmsy, I heard something from downstairs! I think there’s someone down there!”

You both leapt to your feet and snuck down to where you heard the noise. Just as you guessed, a burglar was in the living room, shoving old antiques and your tech into a duffel bag. He soon locked eyes with you, before looking over to Brahms. The burglar charged towards him, tackling him to the floor. The porcelain mask Brahms wore shattered into five large pieces, and laid at your feet. You screamed bloody murder as the two men began to tussle with each other. You kicked at the burglar, trying to get him off your boyfriend

Brahms ended up shoving him off, scrambling to his feet and looming over the smaller man. You looked to the broken mask on the floor, and a wave of anger hit you

“Kill him, Brahms.”

Before you could even realise what you just said, it was too late. Like a trained attack dog, Brahms threw himself onto the burglar. He straddled his hips, holding him down. He felt around for one of the shards of porcelain, and snatched one off the floor.

Brahms drove the jagged edge into the burglar’s throat. Your words echoed in his mind as he twisted the porcelain deep within the man’s jugular. He would do anything for you. You told him to do something, and he was straight on it. Always

When the burglar’s body stilled, Brahms lifted himself off him and stumbled over to you.

“Brahmsy…”

You threw your arms around him, and laid your head against his chest

“It’s okay, dear. I’ll protect you forever.” Brahms uttered in that deep, rich voice of his

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" Everything all at once. " ; König x Male reader

★AHHH MY FICS ARE GETTING SM SUPPORT TYSM I LOBE ALL OF YOU<333 ★Sorry for making this so short, I was rushing to get something out for König (the loml and my bf) before I started posting other works I have in the folder! <33 ★"Mein Liebling", Straight up tooth rotting fluff, " Excuse me he asked for no pickles " dynamic, hand holding, I got cavities writing this. I gave König the nickname koko bc he loves anything chocolate cuz I say so

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König fiddled with his fingers as he waited for the food he prepared to warm up in the microwave. You sat on the couch looking for a movie to watch. " Want kinda movie you wanna watch, KoKo? " You asked, looked over your shoulder to see the tall Austrian man. Grinning at your nickname, He looked up from his hands. " How about a romance movie? "

He replied, turning around the face the microwave when it beeped, signaling your food was ready.

He scooped the Chinese food into two plates, putting your preferences onto yours and walked over to the small living room. " You want spice, Mein Liebling? " He asked, rummaging through the cabinets for the spices. " Whatever you want, baby. " You responded, a movie finally catching your eye. It was called ' Amour '. " This one alright? It says its abit sad too. " You asked, sitting up as König placed the food on the mats on your coffee table.

The tall man looked up at the screen and read the description, analyzing the plot. " Yeah, it can't be that bad, Right? " He stated as he sat down and moved his plate into his lap and started moving his food around to look around for his favorite parts. You pressed play on the movie and watched the intro.

...

Both you and König watched the credits roll in shock, his mouth gaped at the screen, tears streaming down his face. " He kept his promise no matter what? And the surgery? The nurses? The smothering?"

He leaned back with his hand over his mouth as he tried to process what he had just watched. After a few minutes of just sitting there, He grabbed your hands and brought them up to his chest near his heart. " If anything were to happen to me, please don't send me off or abandon me. " He pleaded, his eyes were puffy with a light red rim near his lower eyelid.

You looked moved one of your hands to caress his jawline. " I could never leave you, even if I wanted too. And I would never want to leave you either. " You assured him, a small smile immediately appearing on his pale face. You admired his beauty in those few minutes of closeness you two had. His nose bump, long eyelashes, thick eyebrows, face scars, crooked smile.

Everything about him was just perfectly perfect.

You placed your forehead against his, rubbing your thumb against his cheek as he sniffled. " I guess the movie really was that bad. " He joked, making you let out a laugh as you hugged him tightly. You wanted this man in your life, to be here in your final breathes. You would never leave his side, no matter what.

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Hawks gave tokoyami a hawks plush, and Tokoyami proceeded to take that plush and treat it how people on TikTok treat their oikawa plushies.

Hawks is only a little concerned about the video tokoyami sent him of him tossing the plush in the air as his classmates began hitting it with as many of their quirks as possible.

(tokoyami secretly has a 2nd plushie he keeps in his room. it's clean aside from ye olde aging)

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If you get close enough you can hear ghost's soft purr-like snores, and really soft mumbling that you can't tell if hes actually using words or if they're just random sounds.

Nightmares are more common than dreams but when he dreams the 141 is always involved, holds some of them close to heart because they make him feel happy, will never admit though.

If he had a particularly bad day he will cuddle with you, he is a human heater so he turns on the a/c so you dont overheat.

Gaz moves every couple of hours and opens his mouth sometimes but he's always completely silent, doesn't dream often but when he does it's always random and he wakes up in the middle of it.

Sleeps on top of you, if you wake him up because of this he'll look at you, mumble something, and move slightly just so you can breathe, if you ask nicely he'll sleep by your side

Won't wake up to you yelling in his ear but will wake up to the sound of a cup falling in the opposite side of the house

Soap moves around a lot, fell off the bed once because of it, mumbles a lot while dreaming, his dreams range from random things to memories that when he wakes up he cannot tell if they actually happened or he just made it up.

He can and will sleep on top of you, if you wake him up because of it he'll mumble something in scottish, look at you with a confused face and will slowly move, will keep his head on your chest and a bone crushing hug

Price does not dream at all, he barely moves or snores while on missions, can't say the same when he's at home though.

Cannot sleep properly without a thick blanket it may be 40°c outside he will have it over him, even if he has to turn on the a/c

König has mostly nightmares but he occasionally has dreams but never remembers them though. He stays still but mumbles a lot.

He's also a human heater so he has to turn on the a/c so he can sleep. Can't sleep without hugging something, it can be anything, you, a plushie, a pillow you name it.

No sleep schedule at all, only goes to sleep when he has finished everything he has to do.

Is really cuddly but is too shy to ask for them

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Simon's always sighing deeply and at the beginning of your relationship you thought it was because he was disappointed or mad at you but then you realized is just because dummy forgets to breathe and is always tired

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Can you please write more for Cisco?

As always my headcannons are gn

Headcannons for my boy cisco

Loves playing games

Enjoys most types of games

Especially tetris and board games

He's the kind of boyfriend that will worship whatever you do

Likes teaching you

It can be anything ranging from how to fry an egg to a complex equation

Has the biggest grin every time you speak spanish

Especially if hes the one who taught you

#cisco x reader #cisco ramon #cisco headcannons

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im so sorry for dissapearing it will probably happen again

tw: mention of bombs and torture nothing too detailed though

Random soap & ghost headcannons that come straight from the back of my head

Ghost

Eats mostly MRE food and take outs maybe a homemade grilled cheese if he feels like it

Only know how to cook basics, used to be a good cook but at some point gave up on cooking

questionable coping mechanisms aka torturing an enemy

loves dogs, or animals in general except snakes, wants to get a big dog if he retires

doesn't actually like alcohol, just drinks it as a way to relax and uses it as a reason to spend time with the 141

terrible spanish speaker, understands it really well though

Soap

Borderline pyromaniac

Cat person

Loves spicy food, cannot handle spice whatsoever

" get me the fucking milk L.t"

Gets rid of the evidence that ghost has tortured someone aka blows everything up

cusses alejandro in his native lenguage and allejandro does the same

tried to pet a stray dog when he was a kid, was bitten, and now has extra caution when approaching a dog, stray or not

#cod mw2 #cod x reader #cod headcanons #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost headcanons #soap x reader #soap cod #soap x you #soap call of duty

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young!reader who leaves for a mission and comes back with a horse

✎ petah. . . . . the horse is here.

✎ tags: young military reader, gender neutral reader, not proofread im too cool for that

♡ "don't wander off," price had said. "you'll just get lost out here," he had also said. you did wander off, but miraculously did not get lost (entirely).

♡ the guys are panicked. you're all stuck out in the middle of absolute nowhere, no buildings for several kilometers in every direction. it's just sparse forest aside from your little cabin safehouse, cut off from anything and everything. and you're gone.

♡ they had attempted to search the surrounding area once they realized you weren't close by, but rain soon started drizzling down and turning to a steady pour not long after, covering an already setting sun. soap and gaz both insisted on staying out later than price and ghost, but were soon driven inside by the soon-to-be pitch black sky.

♡ they take their usual turns of being on watch throughout the night, but no one really sleeps. it's several hours into the night when soap suddenly shouts that you're back. they're all rushing to the door as you come in, sopping wet and violently shivering. despite that, you greet them with your usual smile (just with chattering teeth) and a cheery "hey guys!"

♡ you're just like, "sorry i was gone so long" and gaz and soap simultaneously ask where the hell you've been, while ghost asks why you didn't radio in at least, and price tells you that he told you this would happen. and you have the audacity to look confused, as if you didn't think they'd worry when you suddenly went dark for hours without warning.

♡ you sheepishly explain that you had seen an animal and followed after it and got just a little bit lost on your way back for awhile. price once again says that he told you this would happen, and you roll your eyes. soap grabs blankets from the grubby couch in the tiny living room and gaz tells you to go change.

♡ once you do, you're basically ordered to bundle yourself up and sit in front of the fireplace while price gives you the usual lecture of "you need to radio in" and "you can't just go wandering off". everyone stifles their laughter when they see the dead stare you give him the entire time.

♡ they poke fun at you for wandering off after some animal until you decide to march away dramatically to where you had declared your sleeping place (it was a corner behind a half wall that you had shoved your stuff into, about halfway across the room from everyone else).

♡ the rest of the night passes by uneventfully, and you all wake up as the rain tapers off and a gray haze settles over everything. soap and ghost go outside while the rest of you are still waking up (except for price, hunched in a chair, still snoring).

♡ you're slowly stretching out your stiff muscles when soap and ghost come marching back in and over to you. soap asks you why there is a horse tethered to the overhang at the back of the house.

♡ "i told you, i found an animal," you say. they exchange a look while gaz's head perks up and a quiet "huh?" escapes him.

♡ and so ensues ghost telling you off for, one, wandering off after a horse, and two, staying out for hours without radioing because of a horse, and three, bringing said horse back with you to your safehouse. you still look confused, and it makes him go on further. price is awake now and he's pretty sure he's still dreaming; soap and gaz are quietly making jokes and snickering ghost's increasingly annoyed body language.

♡ ghost and you go back and forth for about ten minutes before he gives up and stalks off. price, now out of his stupor, tells you that you can't keep the horse. before you can start protesting again, he follows up with the fact that there's a farm a few miles away, and they might take the horse.

♡ soap and gaz come with you as you dejectedly lead the horse in the direction of the farm (they mostly just came with because price told them to make sure you actually gave up the horse). you complain the whole way there, talking to the horse about how they're all mean and stupid while soap mumbles a quick "we're not stupid!"

♡ you're at the edge of the field and the horse doesn't want to leave your side. you say your final goodbyes, sniffling through it all, before gaz sighs and slaps the horse to send it running. you glare at him and he says you were just torturing yourself at that point, to which you you just flip him off. he puts his hands up and turns to start walking back to the safehouse.

♡ soap gives you a comforting pat on the back while gently leading you back after you watch the horse get closer to the farm for a little bit longer. he gives you some words of encouragement and manages to cheer you up with the fact that the horse will be well taken care of in the hands of real farmers (you say you could be a real farmer, he says he knows).

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Decent Meal

Summary: The 141 team is hiding in a safe house after a successful misson, and you refuse to eat rations again.

Platonic!141 x Reader.

No use of Y/N. Use of ma'am.

Warning: stab wound mentioned, not proof read.

A/N: This had been living rent free in my head for weeks, so i got soft on this one. Sorry for the bad writing, its been ages since i wrote something (｡ᵕ̣̣̣̣̣̣ ꘍ ᵕ̣̣̣̣̣̣｡)

When you opened your eyes, the room you got for yourself in the safe house was already iluminated by the sun.

You felt your legs ache from the movements you pulled off yesterday: jumping here, sprinting there, kicking somebody in the stomach. Your thigh was aching too, but this time from a stabbing wound one of the enemies gave you.

Groaning quietly, you get up and, after having a bath and changing the bandages in you thight, go to the kitchen, were you half expects your Captain, John Price, to be sipping in his coffee, or perhaps smoking, but you are surprised to see him still sound asleep in the couch.

You know Price doesn't sleep much when out of base; always on the edge, always expecting a surprise attack, an ambush, and seeing him, with his old hat covering his face and softly snoring, thrown all over the sofa makes your eyes soft a little bit.

You twist yourself to look at the closed door of the room Ghost, Soap and Gaz are piled up in. You can almost imagine Soap laid out star-fish stile in his bed hearing his loud snores, and chuckle lightly to yourself.

Leaving them sleeping, you search throught your bag of supplies and your stomach rejects the sight: only battlefield rations to another 3 ou 4 days.

We've been eating this since we got here, we deserve to eat something else, you think, and part of you screams They deserve.

You decide is better you go to the mini market there is nearby and buy some breakfast things to cook yourself.

After a quick shopping, you return to the safe house with bags on both hands.

You know it has to be fast; you guys may have to run from here the moment one of you sense danger is nearby.

Your option was to go with the simple: pancakes, bacon, eggs and toast.

You put the Ingredients for the pancake in a bowl and mix gently and the bacon are frying and the kitchen is iluminated by natural light and you are humming lightly and the scene is so domestic.

A muscular, not-so-tall soldier, who just got out alive from a mission basking in the sun while holding a bowl with pancake mix is surely a sight to remember.

Some hidden part of you, the part of you that likes to cook, that likes to read a good book while sun bathing is happy; it's been a while since you can just... be in the moment.

After you cook the pancakes, fries the eggs and bacon, makes the toasts, you start to make coffee.

Unknown to you, Ghost is watching you silently with his arms crossed while you bob your head along with the music that's playing in your head.

It makes his cold heart warm a little, seeing you go over all that for them to eat properly. It's been ages since someone cared enough.

"It smells wonderful," Ghost almost flinches while you jump out of your skin hearing Soap's voice.

You quickly turn around to see Soap leaning on Ghost's shoulder in the kitchen entrance.

"It does." You don't see Ghost's smile behind the mask, because he doesn't, but you see in his eyes the grattitude.

Your cheeks feel slightly too warm and you turn back to the oven before they see it.

"Yeah... Go- Go wake the others up, will ya?" You say over your shoulder.

Soap laughs, and murmurs a "Yes ma'am" under his breath before leaving.

Ghost walks up to you, puts a hand on your shoulder and, when you look at him, he gives a nod and seats in the table, facing the door.

You know it's his way to saying Thank You.

A smile appears on your face.

The reaction from Price and Gaz have you feeling a little shy; Price laughs in delight and Gaz is smiling so big you think this is the happiest you've ever seen him.

Around the time everyone is seated around the small table, you are handing out mugs filled with coffee and plates filled with pancakes, bacon, eggs and toast.

"Is there something important going on?" Price asks while you stuff your mouth with food, feeling blessed to be eating something diferent from rations you've been eating for about three months.

You just shake your head no and raise one eyebrow. Why?

"It's just... you cooked us breakfast in a old safe house that I didn't even know it had plates." Price is looking directly into his mug, and everyone turns to look at you, waiting your response.

You shrug and swallows. "We deserve to have a decent meal sometimes."

Soap stops chewing and looks at you in surprise, as does Ghost, with his mask rolled up just above his mouth.

It's not that they don't like it, on the contrary, it feels heavenly, it's just... uncommon.

"And I wasn't havin' rations again," you rolls your eyes, "I can't bear it anymore." You whine, stuffing your mouth again.

The table is silent for a comfortable moment, and you can see Ghost hiding his smile behing the mug.

"Thank you." Gaz looks directly in your eyes, and you almost feel the grattitude coming from him.

You smile a little, nodding, and goes back to eating quietly.

You love them.

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i was talking to @pettyprocrastination earlier about this fic idea for konig

so on the wiki page for his character it mentioned how he rescued some hostages but they were terrified of him and refused to follow him to safety because of his sniper hood and reading that broke my heart and i have to fix it

so my idea is reader is one of the hostages that he saves. you’ve been stuck there for whoever knows how long and then this beast of a man comes storming in. all fury and grace combined. shooting your kidnappers effortlessly. all 12 of them dead in the blink of an eye.

you can’t help but admire his stature. he’s the size of a mountain, so large and big. he’s covered, a hood shielding his face, but you can see his bright eyes. he’s panting, chest heaving from exertion and he speaks in a higher pitched voice than you expect. reassurances that you’re safe now. to follow him.

despite this, no one moves. not when he promises safety. not after he slay the monsters that took you. not when he offers a large hand for someone, anyone, to take.

you don’t react immediately. still frozen with disbelief that the danger, the threat has been vanquished. your captors are gone. no one else moves either. and you watch as this large man, this giant who saved you, hunches inward into himself. drawing his shoulders up as if he could make himself smaller. to your shock, you realize that the others are afraid of him.

you stand on shaky legs. trembling, not from fear, but exhaustion. you’re weak, but you grip his extended hand like a lifeline. it swallows yours, your hand almost looks dainty in his.

your throat is dry, but you manage to croak out a raspy thank you. if you had the tears to spare you’d be crying. you’d collapsed into his arms and praise him, your hulking guardian angel.

his shoulders relaxes somewhat. and he gives you a small nod of his head, murmuring that he’s merely doing his job. the only thought running through his head: “they’re not scared of me. they’re not scared of me”  when you refuse to let go of his hand :’)

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i completety ran out of ideas, please send requests

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