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wildmtthyme · 2 months

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Chapter 2: The New Girl

Warnings: None?

Chapter Note: All phone "screenshots" are of Soap's phone.

Chapter Characters: Simon "Ghost" Riley, Morgan "Indiana" Turner, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, John "Soap" MacTavish, John "Bravo 6" Price, Stacy

Story Synopsis: Ghost and Indiana have been best mates for years, partners on and off the field. And she's loved him for just as long. But she's never let on that she's felt anything more than friendly towards him. That all starts to change when Simon starts seeing someone for longer than a single night. Indie decides she's going to try and get over this annoying crush once and for all. Simon realizes that maybe he's been feeling more for his partner than he thought. Maybe a lot more. Partners to lovers with a sprinkling of smut, some fun and humor, a team that won't leave them alone, and a car that seems to weave it all together.

Soap’s eyes widened and he nearly choked on the swallow of beer that he’d just taken. Gaz wore a look of concern as he clapped him on his back. Dude… Soap was busy pointing but also kind of trying to not make it overly obvious… leave it to Gaz to turn nearly all the way around though to see what the hell had gotten Soap so worked up. Soap groaned when Gaz did that, jerking his shoulder to get him to turn back to their table. Ghost had just walked in with the same woman that they’d seen him leave with last weekend. “Hey, LT!” He tried to make his voice not sound shocked and he thought maybe he pulled it off but the strange look Indie shot him from her spot at the bar made him painfully aware that he hadn’t done so. He blinked when his phone buzzed in his pocket.

Simon cleared his throat pointedly, shooting Soap a glare as he approached the table, feeling his nerves double down on him. The feeling of the woman slipping her hand into his nearly made his skin crawl but he forced that knee-jerk reaction away, knowing that there was absolutely nothing wrong with a little PDA and that maybe she was feeling a little nervous herself. “Soap, Gaz… ‘member Stacy.” Gaz nodded enthusiastically and Soap stood up to offer his hand to shake. Aye, nice ta see ya again, lass. He glanced over at the bar to see Indie and Price, catching a strange look in his friend’s eye made him tilt his head at her but she quickly shook him off and refocused her attention on the bartender. Uh yeah, you’re the one who was betting my Simon that you could beat him at pool, right?

Price narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked over the newcomer at their table, his fingers absentmindedly fiddling with one of the bar napkins as he waited with Indie for their orders. She’d turned around a little quicker than necessary, making him glance at her but his attention stalled. She had this kind of… stunned look on her face that was… only a little different than he normal just… resting expression. He flicked his eyes back over to this apparent ‘Stacy’ where she was having her chair pulled out for her by Ghost… back to Indie’s face… back… forth… again… before he felt like someone knocked him over the head with a two by four that had been standing next to him for the past four years. Shit… he thought just as the bar tender was setting down the two trays laden down with their drink and snack orders. For a heartbeat, Indie didn’t reach for the tray she was responsible for… for a heartbeat… he thought she wasn’t going to. Then… just like the impeccable soldier she was, that look was gone like it had never been there in the first place. C’mon Price, holdin’ up the line. She said simply, grabbing the tray of beers and returned to the table. He made quick with the tray of pub fair.

Morgan felt like… she was sinking. That’s what it had felt like in that moment. Like the one time she’d been knocked off of a boat during a mission with all her gear on and for that moment, she’d sunk like a fucking rock. She’d had to struggle against her vest’s buckles in order to get it off so she could kick her way back to the surface, back to the air. And it felt just like that. For a moment… her lungs refused to draw in fresh air. For a moment… it was like… she was just under water. Before she finally broke through the surface and forced herself to push it down, lock it in a box until later… when she wasn’t in front of so many fucking people. Preferably when she wasn’t in front o anyone. She set the tray down on the table and offered the woman… Ah! Indie, this ‘ere’s Stacy. Soap said it with a shit-eating grin. She offered Stacy a small tight-lipped smile. “Didn’t know you were comin’, love. Want me to grab you a beer or…” She led on, hoping her voice wasn’t coming out too… fake sweet sounding?

Simon’s brow furrowed beneath his mask at the odd pitch of Indie’s voice. He’d never heard her sound quiet like that before… maybe that was just how she sounded when she talked to other women? Hell, he didn’t know. Oh! Um… a martini would be great! He leaned back in his chair after he grabbed a beer off the table once Indie had deposited them all, nodding to Price when the man came up with his tray. “Mmm- Price, Stacy – Stacy, Price.” He gestured between them and nodded again when Price shook her hand, feeling about ten million kinds of awkward. He glanced over his shoulder, watching as Indie stood at the bar waiting on Stace’s drink instead of just coming back over here to wait with them. So, Stacy, you in the service? Simon looked back at Price so fast that he felt an actual twinge fly up the side of his neck. Stace giggled and shook her head at the supposedly silly question. Oh! Heaven’s no! I’m a hair stylist.

Price blinked as Gaz nearly choked on his own spit? He raised a sharp brow at the man who just shook him off. “Hnn. Well, someone’s gotta do it, I suppose.” He said quietly, his gaze flowing over the bar before landing back on Indie as she approached, being mindful not to spill the woman’s drink. Hereeee ya go. She set the stemware down in front of her before taking her own seat and taking a longer than necessary swallow of her beer. The awkward silence stretched… Gaz and Soap were focused on their phones (rude) and Ghost was just leaning back in his chair, arm perched on the back of a quickly looking bored Stacy’s chair. Meanwhile… Indiana was finding the corner of her napkin extremely interesting. The muscles on his upper lip flexed, his mustache flaring before he slapped his knee. “Indiana.” The woman’s eyes snapped to him, her spine stiffening. “C’mon.” He kicked his chin towards the back of the pub. “Let’s play a round.”

Morgan’s expression was… bewildered, to put it kindly. She even tapped her chest with her index finger as Price climbed to his feet. “Uh… ye… yessir.” She followed, shooting questioning glances over her shoulder at Soap, who was looking at her with equal confusion. Price never played pool… never mind with her. She walked up to the table, the fact that it was empty wasn’t unusual given the time but watching Price chalk the pool que was. You rack. She nodded and did as instructed, still feeling like she was in the twilight zone.

Simon kept glancing over his shoulder to check on Indie and Price… while still nodding to Stace every so often. She was telling him some story about one of the women she worked with, Tina – not that he particularly cared but it was clearly important enough for her to talk about so he remembered the major points. He had just refocused on her and the way Soap had started prompting her, getting her to elaborate more when he heard Indie’s hoot and Price make his trademark overly loud groan. He looked again… chewing on the inside of his cheek as he watched Indie gesture in a victorious manner at Price and Price wave her off with a broad grin. What the hell was going on? He was in an episode of the twilight zone or something! Price didn’t play pool and since when did he start singling Indie out for anything other than to brief about a solo op?

Soap batted his lashes at Stacy, scrunching his nose and chuckling at parts of her story… he wanted to know every juice detail. He had to! He had to know everything about this woman if she was going to be the LT’s girlfriend. Which, she had to be because why else would she be here?! Any ammo she could give him, he wanted! Maybe she could give you a haircut. Gaz chimed in. Soap growled behind his grin. “You watch yer fookin’ mouth, boyal.” This prompted Stacy to giggle and the LT to take another long pull of his beer. Soap didn’t miss the way he kept checking on Price and Indie, which Gaz was also doing. He wasn’t ignorant to the sudden shift in dynamics either but he was willing to let anything slide tonight!

Price barked out another laugh at the words that came out of Indiana’s mouth in response to him sinking another shot. Who knew you had such a way with balls, Cap. “Well, I’ve been around a couple for quite a while.” She snorted and he couldn’t help but chuckle again. Movement over at their table caught her attention and yet, she whipped around a little too quick. He came up beside her, feigning lining up another shot, leaning into her space just enough to barely brush his shoulder into her. “Don’t let it bother you, jus’ keep havin’ fun with me, love.” She looked up at him with wide eyes and a certain air of panic that made him just stare down at her with a steady gaze. She clicked her teeth together and gave him a curt nod but he saw the way her cheeks flamed, just enough to give away her embarrassment. Not over him, no… but over being found out, he reckoned. He gave a nod in return.

Simon frowned behind his mask at the distance between him and Price and Indie. C’mon Simon. Stace beckoned him from the sidewalk and he let the door shut behind him. He’d just brought her in to meet everyone before taking her out to a proper dinner. But something had felt off… and something hadn’t set right with him about the way Price had virtually swept Indie into the back of the pub, away from all of them. It’d bother him quietly for days.

#cod writing #cod fanfiction #judgement story #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #captain john price #female OC #morgan indiana turner oc #a little poking fun #gaz and soap texting #ya know those two old muppets who make fun of everything? yeah that's them #not beta read we die like men #not edited really either

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smashedpages · 1 year

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In 1992 The Welsh Publishing Group released The Young Indiana Jones Chronicles magazine, which included, in conjunction with Dark Horse Comics, a two-page comic by Kurt Busiek, Adam Hughes, Karl Story and Sean Tierney. The magazine only lasted one issue, so this was the only comic Busiek and Hughes produced for it.

Dark Horse was publishing a Young Indiana Jones comic at the time as a tie-in to the TV show of the same name, and Busiek regularly contributed articles to it that were used as back matter and tied the plot of the issue to real-world history.

#kurt busiek #adam hughes #young indiana jones #dark horse comics #karl story #sean tierney #young indiana jones chronicles

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high-quality-tiktoks · 1 year

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This story will always make us 🥹

#video #tiktok #tiktoks #story time #cute #ke huy quan #indiana jones #harrison ford #short round #colbertlateshow #cbs

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ohihopeicanchangethislater · 11 months

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First impressions of Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny are very positive. classic Indiana Jones even without Spielberg, easily better than Crystal Skull (i try not to hate but it is objectively the worst of the series), possibly on par with Temple of Doom.

Clever in its cameos and mostly subtle with its references, Indy 5 incorporates elements from previous films in a natural way, while primarily telling its own story. Haters will undoubtedly point out appearances of old friends that we have never heard of before, to which I would counterpoint with the fact that each film is its own complete story, all contained in the life of Henry Jones Jr. There are years between each film, sometimes decades, and we cannot expect to know everyone Indy knows or meet everyone he meets.

James Mangold and his crew do a masterful job at recreating the simple concept of the Indiana Jones films: the grumpy professor goes on a globe-trotting adventure to find an ancient relic, only to find out that it actually works. Mangold sets the scene of an aging Indy who has been through some things since we last saw him, and he's about to go through a lot more.

I'll stop here to avoid spoilers, but my last note is that while I am a huge fan of Steven Spielberg, I think it was the right call to let Mangold take the helm, similar to how Lucas took his hands off of The Empire Strikes Back. Mangold treats the characters and the franchise with a great deal of respect, while making it his own.

And while it goes without saying, John Williams (final) score is magnificent as always. Bravo, Maestro.

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hussyknee · 5 months

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rollerman2 · 11 months

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The Story Inn, Story,IN

#brown county #story inn #story in #southern indiana #my shots

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artist-issues · 1 year

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When you remake something and make changes, you’re basically saying that you either want to say something different than what the original said because what it had to say was stupid—

—or what the original said wasn’t already said perfectly, and you could say it better.

I’ll give you an example. Donald Glover, who voiced Simba in the remake of the Lion King, openly said that the message of the new Lion King was different than the old one. And that’s easy to see. The old message was something like “Remember who you are: Don’t run from your responsibility.” The new message is “Don’t be ashamed of who you are.” They communicated that change with subtle smaller changes, because although most of that movie was a less appealing shot-for-shot remake, Simba said little things like “I’m not like you,” instead of saying, “I’m not who I used to be,” to Mufasa’s ghost. Or he replied to Scar’s bullying, “I’m nothing,” rather than the emphasis being placed on him insisting that he’s “not a murderer.”

That’s saying, “yeah the old message was great but we’re going to take the award-winning songs and characters and story and make it say something else.”

Which is like trying to use a recipe for brownies to describe your chicken salad. You might as well just make an original movie, so the characters and pacing and music all fit that message more appealingly.

Here’s a different example.

The new Live Action Little Mermaid has lots of thematic references to understanding and finding one’s own voice, which, on the surface, sound like they’re exactly what the original animated classic was saying.

But they make little changes, like having Ariel make the decision to go to the surface for the first time just before she meets Eric, or big changes, like having her be the one to kill Ursula. The problem is, both of those story elements in the first film were used to drive the main message home: “True love is understanding and sacrifice.” So when you change those elements, but claim you’re still saying the same thing, all you mean is “What you said was good, but watch me say it better.”

That would be fine, if it actually worked. But it doesn’t. The Lion King (2019) is worse than the original because it’s characters are bland and lean more toward annoying or weak than they did in the original, thanks to small changes. Now Simba doesn’t look like the irresponsible runaway who needs to remember that he’s the son of a king and has responsibility. Now he just looks like a sad boi with trauma. Now Ariel doesn’t look like a real, relatable teenager who recklessly goes for the things she’s passionate about. Now she just looks like every other near-perfect heroine who’s circumstances determine her struggles instead of her own character flaws determining her struggles.

I’m tired, but I’m appreciating the originals.

#Just make something original #If you’re going to money-grab at least take the time to understand the original so you can deliver what you promise #not you Cinderella 2015 #you’re an Angel and we’re thrilled you’re here #Give me less “The Third Remake of A Star is Born” and more “La La Lands”#so over the remakes and the spin-offs and the sequels and the live actions #Disney live action hate #the little mermaid 2023 #live action little mermaid #live action beauty and the beast #beauty and the beast #Emma Watson #Halle Bailey #Lilo and stitch live action #west side story #Indiana Jones 5

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leveloneandup · 3 days

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1st W of many my friend 🫶 love watching this next gen ball.

#tobin heath #christen press #caitlin clark #la sparks vs indiana fever #th ig story

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urcuteharrington · 2 years

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skull rock🕊💌

pairing- steve harrington x g/n reader

summary- steve takes you to skull rock for a lil make out sesh

word count-782

warnings- making out ig

a/n- first fic since being back from my hiatus so hope it’s not toooo bad i’m still getting use to writing again<3

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I get up and start getting ready to visit steve at work since he gets off soon. I walk up to family video with my walkman playing "girls on film". I start pulling my headphones down I see steve and robin fighting about what movie they should put on next. They don't seem to notice me, so I stand at the counter putting my head in my head sighing. I start tapping on the front counter bell *ring*ring*ring* trying to catch their attention. "is this really the way you guys treat your customers?" I say laughing as robin pulls the bell away from me. "hi y/n" she says and fills me in about the fight. "well I think I should pick the movie..." they give each other a side glance. I walk through the isles of horror, comedy, sci-fi, and land on the action section. I skim through and find "back to the future". "since you guys were too busy in the bathroom during this movie why don't we watch this?". They reluctantly agree and I let me put the movie in.

"my shift is gonna end soon" steve whispers in my ear. " I was thinking we could head down to skull rock" he continues as I feel heat rush up to my cheeks. I nod my head and smile at him, agreeing to go. As time passes I can't help but glance over at steve with a smile on my face. He checks his watch and sees that it's closing time. "y/n could you flip the sign and help us clean up?" I nod and walk over to the front.

"well i'll see you later robin" i say giving her a hug. steve opens my door and looks at me" i haven't gotten a kiss all day" he says making a pouty face. "believe me you'll have enough where we're going" I say as I give him a quick kiss on the cheek. He gives me a cheeky smile and closes my door.

He parks in the entrance of the woods and we get down. We walk hands intertwined "steeeveee this is taking forever" I say pouting giving him a mild squeeze. "ah ah ah patience is key my love" he says trailing ahead. "see I told you we would make it" he says smiling as the large skull rock stands before us.

we walk over to our usual spot and steve pins me against the rock wall. "you look gorgeous tonight" he says as his lips hover over mine. his warm breath making my lips tingle in excitement. steves lips crash into mine moving in-sync like he knew exactly what he was doing. licking the bottom of my lip he asks for permission and i part my lips to soon feel his tongue against mine. fighting for dominance a moan slips past my lips as he start caressing my waist. his fingertips cold to the touch sending goosebumps to rise.

we pull away to catch our breaths and i see his lips plump and red. he moves towards my neck and starts leaving soft long kisses along my neck. he moves past my sweet spot teasing me as he kisses around it. "steve" i moan as he starts leaving love bites scattered along my collarbone. reaching my sweet spot once again he licks it gently and hovers over it, his warm breath arousing me further as i wait for what he does next. he softly kisses my sweet spot and i moan pulling him closer.

" steve look at me" i say as he pulls back, his eyes sparkling in the evening sky making my heart swoon. i flip our position and a cheeky smile lands on his plump lips. Our lips meet again and i feel his bulge pressing against my leg making me smile. I press my body against him further deepening our kiss as i hear a small sweet groan. One hand on his cheek and the other on his chest feeling his tone muscles.

my hand travels lower pressing gently on his bulge while moving down to his neck. long gentle kisses left leading to his sweet spot, groans and moans fill the air softly as i reach that special spot. licking and kissing that spot while palming him because i know it drives him crazy. i suck on that sweet spot until a small purple mark appears claiming him as mine. "fuck y/n" is all that can leave his mouth.

i get up and look him in the eyes smiling. "look at you getting all worked up harrington" i say pointing at the tent in his pants. "not my fault you're such a tease"

#stranger things #hawkins indiana #masterlist #fluff #steve harrington #x reader #steve harrington x reader #stranger things series #stranger things season 4 #steve harrington make out #stranger things skull rock #new story today #stranger things smut #semi smut #steve harrington semismut #steve harrington is so cute #make out #gender neutral reader

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