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got-ticket-to-ride · 3 months

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Arriving at the scene for their interview "RoundUp" April 30, 1964 // John looking glum when Paul asked Morag Hood out to come to their show.

#or how historians would say - John wasn't well - he was nervous - he was remembering yesterday's dinner .... ok #The Beatles #Mclennon #John Lennon #Paul Mccartney #Jealous John Lennon #gttr-beatles #RoundUp #gif #1964 #HOLD MY JOHNNY BABY

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whatev-i-guess · 4 months

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jealousy 2

Ghost hugging Soap from behind Soap: What's wrong big guy? Ghost grumbling: Nothin' Soap: ... Won't you let me turn around? Ghost: Who was that new recruit? Soap: Oh, an old friend of mine. Didn't see them in a while and we were surprised to meet again! Ghost mumbling: Don't know them. Soap: Yeah, I mean, it was from a time before I met you. Ghost: Whatever. Soap with a light wondering smile: What's that, love? Are you jealous? Ghost: No. Soap chuckling: Yeah okay, I guess it's normal for you to ask me into your room. Ghost: ... Ghost in a low voice: Shut up, Sergeant.

#he's deffo jealous #stop being a tsundere ghost #he just loves johnny more than anyone before and doesn't know how to act on it #call of duty #soapghost #soap mctavish #ghost simon riley #ghost x soap #ghostsoap #cod #cod mw2 #mw2 #simon ghost riley #cod modern warfare

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phoxphenex · 5 months

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hiiiii if this hasn’t been done by the time you get to it do you think you could do jealous johnny texts? pls and thank you!!! <3

jealous johnny texts

slight nsfw

#scenarios #nct social media au #nct #nct texts #nct 127 #nct 127 texts #nct johnny #nct johnny texts #johnny suh fanfic #johnny suh #johnny texts #johnny suh drabbles #jealous johnny

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dovabunny · 8 months

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Angsty #GhostSoap idea for the day: the rumours about Soap

Soap doesn't know who or what started it, but a rumor that he's a huge slut has followed him for years. He's gotten so used to fending off the comments with jokes and quips of his own, painfully playing along to hide that fact that he was actually a virgin.

Those who approached him usually had this idea that he'll be an easy lay, all arrogant confidence like they're the ones doing him a favour. Soap rejected them, which they took very personally cause how can such a hoe reject them - further fueling the terrible rumours about him.

He'd hoped the 141 would be different, that he finally escaped this person they thought he was.

But it had followed it. The laughing "oh I've heard about you!" comments Gaz didn't mean in a bad way, the shameless looks the rookies gave him - equal parts lust and disgust.

He could ignore it, if not for how Soap didn't miss the way Ghost's fists clenched or his eyes hardened every time the joke came up or someone hit on Soap with cocky confidence.

That Ghost believed them and was clearly repulsed by him hurt more than any joke, rumor, insult, or comment thrown at him.

But it was too late to try to explain the truth now. Not after he played along for so many years. Not after he wore this persona as a shield to hide his own insecurities for so long.

No one would believe him.

Especially not Ghost.

#ghost is actually just very possessive and jealous #and soap is demi #john soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish #soapghost #ghost #ghostsoap #simon ghost riley #ghoap

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slasherfantasy · 2 months

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I love hybrid and shifter au's, but whenever I think too long about them, I start thinking about my own pets and the kind of things I say to them.

"[Dog] STOP following the cat! The cat would be happy to be friends but the cat does not want you to sniff her butt!"

"[Dog1], stop sniffing her genitals! [Dog2]'s already displaying all the behaviors of a submissive pup, you don't need to sniff her genitals too!"

"[Dog2] for god's sake, stop barking at the cat! The cat is hiding under a table! You don't need to bark at her! She's not doing anything to you!"

"[Dog1], NO! I gave that stick to [Dog2]! You cannot take that stick from her just because you're jealous that I gave her a stick! *gives stick back to dog2* Here, [Dog1], here's a new stick, this one is all yours *both dogs happily destroying sticks*"

"You better stop getting in her face, [Dog2]. She's gonna bap-bap-bap you! You better leave her alone! *dog2 predictably gets smacked in the face by the cat and begins crying despite having harassed the cat for an hour*"

*endless hours kicking the soccer/football ball for one dog while simultaneously playing tug-of-war with a stuffed alligator for the other dog*

*hears the cat hiss from another room and rushes in in time to see dog2 get absolutely wrecked by a smack-smack-smack to the face*

In short, Price is exhausted and is considering telling Gaz that he's not allowed to keep the cat hybrid. (But he can't stand the combined sad faces from his team and the kitty... no matter how many times the kitty smacks particular team members... daily...)

#141 x reader #cod x reader #hybrid au #hybrid!141 #all of these are things that have happened JUST TODAY #Dog2 is a 1yo puppy and the cat is an elderly gal #They Do NOT Get Along #Kitty would be happy to get along if puppy would stop following her everywhere and screaming #Luckily I only have Dog2 part of the time (she belongs to my neighbors but gets to visit whenever she wants!)#So I functionally have 1.5 dogs and 1 cat #and Dog1 is much more sensible and A Very Good Girl but also Very Jealous of Her Humans #anyway in this post Johnny is Dog2. Simon is Dog1. And Reader is the poor harassed kitty

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rachelfoleyisntdead · 6 months

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Ashrah, Syzoth and Raiden being concerned about the horrible influence Johnny and Kung Lao will be on Sareena when they really should be worried about the horrible influence Sareena, Johnny and Kung Lao will be on Tomas.

Kenshi remains unhelpful bc it's funny when it's not his problem. Kuai Liang blames Johnny and Kung Lao.

#kenshi's right tho #it is funny #and it is never sareena's fault #yeah she's a demon. but have you seen Johnny and Kung Lao. it's clearly their fault.#sareena #johnny cage #kung lao #smoke mk #ashrah #syzoth #raiden #fengjian muppet babies #bi han's watching his brothers and his gf having fun through Lin Kuei-brand binoculars like a jealous little hater

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maria-rayro · 6 months

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Hii I've read all 3 fics of your Johnshi and i love them all, in the last one you said we could give you some ideas and i think i would love to read a marriage proposal or maybe one of them having some jealous moment

thank you 💞💞

AND thank you again I'm writing proposal!fic now heh. It also gonna be like a second part for my last fic because someone in comments asked for it and I also love this idea, heh

not sure when I'll finish it, but this week I guess

as for jealousy, I'm thinking about something with this theme so I guess it'll gonna happen as well lol. I love jealous Johnny very much, he is so silly. And jealous Kenshi? Oh man this is gonna end bad, poor Johnny will have to torture him so he tell him what's happened and why he is so blue and more annoyed then before. Because let's be real, Kenshi is not the type of guy who could tell someone that he's jealous. He can't even admit it to himself lol.

Johnny: flirts with everyone because it's just the way he communicates, he flirts like he breaths

Kenshi, visibly shaking: I'm so fucking normal about it

#johnshi #jealous johnny is a silly disaster but jealous kenshi?#5 dead 17 injured

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creepling · 6 months

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sissy and johnny acting like kids on christmas morning when the victims are tied in the basement, desperate to play with their new toys. and they get such a rise out of figuring out which ones care more for the others.

sissy pulling julie's hair, cackling at her screams. and leland can't help it, he's boiling with anger and shouts "get your hands off her!" and oh, that was his first mistake.

johnny forces leland to watch sissy cutting incisions into her, smirking at her mascara stained cheeks. "so let me get this straight, the boyfriend over here ain't even the one to stand up for her, but it's you? oh ain't that just mudding the waters."

danny frowns in confusion, cursing them out. sissy invades his space, rubbing julie's blood into his face, giggling at his disgust. "oh johnny, you've gone and started something. a don't think he had a clue!"

ana pipes up, "they're just trying to get into your head. don't listen to them!" but she's shut right up when johnny yanks her bounds. "why you gotta ruin the fun like that?" johnny smirks, "are ya jealous? dang, i think she is." ana protests with the glare in her eyes, fighting the urge to spit in his face.

#i wrote this because i just love the idea of sissy and johnny fucking around and exposing the group's elephant in the room #THE DRAMAAA #can be interprated that ana is actually jealous or if it's just johnny gaslighting i'll let y'all decide #tcm game #texas chainsaw massacre #sissy slaughter #johnny slaughter #julie crawford #leland mckinney #ana flores

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juvenillia · 6 months

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~ Death of Peace of Mind ~ 10: time

Simon 'Ghost' Riley x fem!reader

photo credits go to very talented @ave661

a/n: hey there and welcome back, this is more of a cute filler chapter, just prepare yourself for the next one.. this is going to hit different

CW/TW: mentions of guilt, trauma, nightmares, suggestive content, but only the slightest in this one

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Time is a funny construction. Thirty minutes for example. Being on the battlefields and waiting for the signal to strike can feel like seconds. Not even knowing if you're ready, but you have to be. Standing in the infirmary waiting for the nurse to explain the injuries your teammate has suffered feel like hours. Hours that ate you up. Your usual nights would contain about seven hours of sleep. Your routine dragging you to sleep at the same time and at the same time out of bed.

Seven hours awake, too afraid to give in to your dreams can feel like eternity. But seven hours of restful sleep without any disturbing incidents that could feel like heaven. The best time of the past year. You didn't remember when the last time was you slept without your mind playing some awful jokes on you. You just remembered that you woke up and finding yourself tugged neatly under the covers of your own bed. Your memory was literally wiped, but you didn't care. For once you felt rested and relaxed while heading for your morning rounds. Nothing on your mind till Beth run up to you. "Something you wanna tell me, Seargent?", she was a teasing little piece of shit. Still a good soul. You just looked confused at her. "About your visitors last night?", she wore a mischievous smile. "Dunno what ya mean.", you kept your pace steady. "Sergeant MacTavish and Lieutenant Riley.", you immediately stopped in your tracks and suddenly you remembered.

You fell asleep in the common room; they must have brought you back to your own room. How deep asleep were you not realizing that one of them carried you all the way back? This will spread like a bushfire. "Well, it's nothing like it looks like.", you started to explain but she cut you short. "Oh, c'mon Sergeant. Everyone sees how they look at you. It's so obvious.", she cooed while patting your shoulder. You couldn't help but shift away from her. This left you even more confused. How would they look at you? Her words didn't make any sense. "Don't look at me so shocked. It's rare that the men of the 141 show even an interest in the opposite gender. Especially the Lieutenant, and now you enter the team, and they cling to you. Don't tell me you don't see that?! You enter the room, and it is like a spotlight sits on you. Their eyes are always on you. Some rookies even heard them talk about you.", her words nearly outstripped themselves. "Do me a favor Private, mind your own business. These thoughts are more than inappropriate.", you stated calm while picking up your pace and leaving her behind. You mentally scolded her for her assumptions. Still, you were the one with utterly red cheeks heading to the gym to meet with Kyle. The idea of Ghost observing you gave you a tingling in your stomach, but what made your stomach spin was that Ghost was surely the person that carried you bridal style back to your room last night. You sighed at the realization. Cheeks burning hot as you even ran quicker than before.

The next days were rather calm. You often went to the gym with Kyle. Had some sparring with Johnny and met with Ghost at the shooting range. You talked a lot about everything under the sun. Price and Laswell were up to an emergency plan how to turn the situation in the Camilo case. The base you frisked was indeed now heavy guarded, so it was a no go. But according to Price you would soon head out. So, every one of you stayed alerted.

The time flew by and soon you found yourself comfortable around the base, around the 141 and you knew that you never needed to set a foot back to Birmingham. The 141 became your new place to endure, survive and most importantly to live. Also, your period was over, but what wasn't over were the dreams that left you lonelier than before. To your surprise the scenario was nearly always the same and always the same smirk that left you longing for more. But to your fortune you were able to draw a line between the person you saw in your dreams and the Lieutenant that traded some good advice in handling different kind of weapons for the knowledge of your sparring skills. This dream Ghost and the still stoic Lieutenant were just so different, that it became easier to draw them apart. The more time you spend with each other the more you could see a difference between your fantasy and the man that became a friend to you. You didn't know if he felt the same, but you almost spend as much time together as you did with Johnny. Maybe even more than with the Scot.

He randomly found you at your morning runs adjusting his pace so you could keep up with him, he accidentally found himself in the kitchenette for an afternoon tea when you were already making yourself one and immediately pulling out another mug, and he like always showed up when you had your evening smoke. He was just there and of course everything was just random coincidences. What you didn't know was, that Simon did nothing of that accidentally. He knew your routine like he knew everything that happened at this base. He knew your time schedule and he couldn't bring himself to not showing up in the calm moments you could share. You always talked with him; he would gladly listen. You told him about Birmingham, the place you moved to as soon as you were legally allowed to move out. Not why though. He told you that he was from Manchester, and you shared some memories from that town. Memories that led you to a topic you never wanted to approach, and you didn't.

You told him more about Randy. You never wanted to talk about him, it felt like betrayal, but here in the late hours, clear night sky above you, a calming fag between your fingers and Ghost - no, Simon - seated by your side, you felt save. So, you told him about and God did it felt good. You told how the two of you met in a hospital, after one of the darkest days of your life. You didn't tell him what brought you there, but he had his assumption. Something that he wanted to never have to imaging. You even dared to mention your former team to him. Just the slightest anecdotes from operations. Their callsigns and that little box that was a gift of one of them, same as the lighter. You literally talked hours and Simon would sit there and listen. Listen carefully, that he never missed a thing you said, and he made sure he would forget nothing you told him. He appreciated the way you trusted him, and he loved the sound of your calm voice. Maybe one day he would be able to open to you as well, passing more share information of his story, of his past. He wanted to share with you, but there wasn't the right moment. He needed more time. For now, he just wanted to enjoy the peace he felt around you. You also never caught a glimpse of his face anymore. But you didn't push it. If he wanted to show himself, he would do it, sooner or later. In those moments everything felt at peace for both of you. And the talking helped to ease the pain in your chest. He was better than every therapist. You still had nightmares, but more rarely. You still found yourself clinging on the dog tag late at night and you still couldn't open your contacts and write that damn message. But it got better. You were glad that Simon was there with you, you were happy to have him by your side. Still giving you those God damn shivers, but you tried to ignore them. It felt too comforting around him. You didn't want to lose what you had just found.

Still, he was the one who wanted a bit more. He longed to make you smile, and even laugh like the others could. Especially Johnny. Anytime he stole a glimpse of both of you during dinner and sparring he always found you laughing. It seems like you had a way better bond with him than with Ghost, but who could blame you? Johnny was easy to get along, he was the person that slowly made Ghost warm up, so it was no wonder that he also was that person to you. Still, he had the desire to hear that melody from you because of him. He was eager to find out what could make you laugh.

It was now three weeks without an operation, three weeks just going after some chores around the base. Three weeks you found yourself enjoying the time with the boys more and more. The only thing that annoyed you were the words from Beth still echoing in your mind. Why did you always had to over think everything? She was a needy person that literally let anyone in her bed, like a barracks bunny gladly accepting every offer. Of course, she would see only those things, but it still bugged you. No one of them were flirting or obvious hinting something. You knew how people were around you when they had different intentions. You knew how men would treat you. You had seen the most different ways of it. But you saw nothing of it in Johnny and especially not in Simon. What did Beth think she saw? Nothing more than a fantasy she had...

It was late in the evening when you found yourself sitting on the patio together with Johnny. He told you a story from a festive in his hometown he went to when he was younger. Telling you all the pranks he pulled, and you listened and laughed with him. Fag in between your fingers, while enjoying the company. Moments like these told you, that the world wasn't such a bad place. Even if it were only a fracture of time before you got back to fight the worst things out there. That's when Ghost approached you and he didn't look so pleased. His tense body walking over where you were already seated. Johnny was sitting in Simon's usual spot next to you, during your evening smoke. He loved routines, and the spot on your right side became his. Johnny shouldn't be here at all; he should sit inside with Kyle before heading to bed. "Good evenin' Lt.", he exclaimed softly and you smiled at the tall figure that took a seat across from you instead. Instinctively pulling out your box with cigarettes and handed him the wooden box, he only shook his head. Usually, he would sit next to you, pulling his masked up, just enough to let the fag brush over his lips. You wouldn’t dare to look in his direction and would just keep talking. But he couldn't do it with you right in front of him. He wouldn't tell you that, and you wouldn't push his boundaries. You shrugged and put the box back next to you. "What were ya up to?", he asked shoving his hands in the pockets of his grey hoodie. Folding them into each other inside of the pocket. "Just talked about some childhood memories and that our Johnny was quite a troublemaker.", you laughed before bringing the cigarette back to your lips. Ghost nodded, his eyes following your hand to your lips and lingering there. Johnny noticed; he had taken notes quite some time ago. He bumped his shoulder playfully into yours, "See. When talking about stories from back home, there was something I wanted to ask yer." You only nodded as his permission to go on.

"Yer havin’ someone back home, bonnie?", but this sudden question made you choke on the smoke in your lungs. Simon didn't know why but his hands gripped each other tighter than before. His eyes narrowed and now stared at Soap before they found your figure again. "What ye told me yer from Birmingham but ye dinnea told me about the lads there.", he smiled while his eyes darted to Simon, who answered with a glare Johnny knew too well. You needed a moment to process the situation. Johnny never asked something so straightforward, especially not into this direction of topic. You took another long drag from the fag. It's not like the question was hard to answer, "Negative.", you simply stated. "But we already talked about that.", you glanced at him reminding him of the chat back in the safe house.

Johnny's eyes weren't on you, they were on Simon whose tension seemed to falter a bit. A grin on the Scots faces only grew, "Just wanted to make sure." - "Sure of what?", you leaned a bit further into the chair. "Och, ya know.", he stated teasingly while pushing himself up. "Gonna head to bed. G'night bonnie, g'night Lt.", he said while leaving both of your figures behind. Your eyes trailing after him, filled with confusion. Simon wasn't confused at all; he had an idea what Soap tried and he already hated him for that. You shrugged it off and closed your eyes, to just enjoy the comforting silence you now found yourself in. Simon wanted to break it, even if he hated Johnny for it, he was curious. He wanted to dig into your private life just once more. The life outside of the scent of smoke, dust, and gunpowder. His eyes trailed over your relaxed figure. An inaudible sigh. It wasn't the right time. There would be plenty of time for such things, but not now. Little did he know...

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blingblong55 · 8 months

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Why is Soap so perfect???? Who made him this beautiful!!!! Like he has such a slutty face, perfect eyebrows, perfect lips, THE HAIRRRRR, the slutty little fucking waist, he obviously will look perfect shirtless, the accent!!! the fucking way he walks and that scene where he growled, "how did Iran get their hands on this" like sir with all due respect i am fucking you tonight. omg don't get me started on the way he looks with that red skull over his face and then that fucking smile! ITS A GOOD DAY TO BE A WHORE LADIES AND GENTLEMAN!!!!

#soap call of duty #cod soap #john soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish #soap cod #soap mactavish #soap mw2 #soapghost #captain soap mactavish #soap modern warfare #soap mwii #i need him #i am down bad #need him inside of me #i am serious this man was made to make ugly straight guys jealous #even the hot straight guys are jealous because this man is just so beautiful

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hauntedjohnny · 12 days

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nancy taking young johnny on trips to local rivers <3 have a swim. skip some rocks. dump a body. have some lunch. soak up some rays. a fun family day out <3 sweet bonding memories <3

#johnny going home to brag to nubbins about how great of a mom he has and how jealous he should be #tcm game #johnny slaughter #nancy slaughter

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certkidwhocantdomath · 3 months

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Coldstar Headcanons, Part VI

(Fanart by @rorschach-xxi, love your work!)

• Kitana and Johnny are certified drinking buddies. Johnny can, and will, out drink god without breaking a sweat. Kitana, like Johnny, could outdrink anyone. In fact, they once had a drinking competition that did not end until they were both in the hospital from alcohol poisoning.

• Though Bi-Han won't admit it, he used to be a total lightweight until he started drinking with Johnny and now he can down moonshine without blinking. He does tend to wax poetic about Johnny and also made out with him in a closet while drunk.

(Those are the only things I can copy from in my notes, so here are some intros!)

----------INTROS----------

Smoke: One question. How?!

Johnny Cage: I guess it's just my charm.

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Scorpion: Who are you and what have you done to my brother?

Sub-Zero: Did you fall on your head?

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Shang Tsung: You insolent little-

Sub-Zero: Are you jealous I am to marry the greatest man in Earthrealm and you do not?

(I'm a multishipper! What can I say?)

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