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Please, God, I've never asked you for anything; please make sure my baby is okay.
Simon carries you in his arms, balaclava thrown away a long time ago as he drags your body to shore, bare hands desperately removing your vest like it's a barnacle stuck to your shell. He places his ear next to your mouth and nose, eyes closing in relief for a second when he can feel your faint, cold breathing.
He doesn't waste any time on starting CPR, the heels of his palms pressing down on your chest hard, making sure to avoid your ribs. Your lips are blue and you're barely breathing, body cold and eyelashes dotted with tiny specks of ice from the frozen water.
Please, don't take her from me. Please, God.
He keeps pressing down on your chest, trying his best to make the water in your lungs come out despite the way his vision gets blurrier by the second. His lips press against yours, giving you two rescue breaths before he goes back to doing CPR.
His heart almost jumps out of his chest when he hearts you cough, cold hands desperately grasping for anything you can touch before he forces you on your side, allowing you to cough out the water that made its way into your lungs.
Your eyes open slowly and he gives you space to regain your breath despite the way his entire body aches to hug you. His hand cups your cheek, thumb massaging the cold skin gently in hopes of giving you some warmth.
''I'm here, baby.'' He says softly, taking a deep breath to keep the dam from breaking once you manage to give him a lethargic hug, confused and in pain, yet its pure muscle memory to hold him the moment your eyes meet his.
This is The Best thing I've seen in a while
Every single odd number has an “e” in it.
I just need this to be Available to me
Okay look. I know I'm mostly screaming into the void here anymore. I know that the majority of followers found me for fandoms I only lurk in these days. And that's not to say I don't lurk in this fandom as well. I don't know the lore and I don't play the game. But I love good fic and I love to tell you about it, so here we go again. #fww redux
I made a few recs a month ago and then threw myself down the masterlist of @the-californicationist over on Ao3 and, I don't know guys. I may never find my way out for several reasons.
A. It's huge. Over a hundred works to wade through. And while the majority are Capt. John Price, not the least of which is Ursa Major, just an incredibly crafted tale that I gushed about here and still has a little way to go before it's over and you should totally go check it out and then just hibernate until the next update, or go check out Gunslinger to keep you company for a bit, some of the masterlist belongs to
2. Soap. Johhny MacTavish. Wee Scottish Weapon. Man of my dreams. Star player in at least two fics I cannot stop re-reading. Hence why I may never escape the masterlist above.
Do you want to be Johhny's secret girlfriend? Best friend to his sister who has sworn you to celibacy around the man? Yes. Yes you do. You want to love this man with all your heart. You want to try your best to keep your promise to your friend, who has created a home for you so far away from the States, and you want to find yourself breaking that promise despite all your best intentions because Johnny is your man. I mean, he's my man, but I'll share. Along with this little playlist I created by mashing up the songs from the chapters with few of my own favorites inspired by this fuckin' story that will never let me go. You could fit this into cannon, I bet.
Oh, and then. AND then!!! You absolutely want to try starring in your very first porn. Because Johnny "Danger" MacTavish wants to star in it with you. i come back to this one time and again also. There are these scenes that just, grab me. These little snippets of who Johnny is, deep down, that just beg for attention. The way he prompts you to let your true feelings shine through in the first scene. The way he confesses he thinks you're his glass slipper. The way he fights for your honor when the studio tries to do you dirty. They way he provides a truly safe space for all his friends to cut loose. (Cali, I swear there was a record scratch in my head when he stopped in that hallway and asked if I saw any cameras. It was so pure, so right, so perfect.) The way he makes you beg for him and turns your head to the camera so you can declare to the world who you belong to. He is absolute goddamn perfection.
There are more. You'll find Ghost and Gaz and a variety of other combinations, too. Check it out.
It's been a while. I may not have a solid foundation to keep these up for this fandom but I'll sure try to let you know when I find a gem and maybe, if you aren't already into it, you'll find yourself drawn to these men and the fanfic writers (or fan artists!) who bring them alive for you outside of the game. And if you do, be sure to let them know. Hit like/kudos. Leave a comment when you can. Reblog a story/image or two and get the word out yourself. It's what makes this place magical and it's the fuel that feeds the engine whether you like it or not.
Star Wars nerd here!
I did the Color Blocking myself!
May the 4th be with you!
And don't forget tomorrow is Revenge of the 5th!
this makes me Happy
By LabradoriteKing on Pinterest
This made me laugh my arse off
So now I need it available when I'm sad
Just saw this shorts about military callsign.
(i got this post from google so idk the post link sorry)
So.. im gonna come up with some HC about Taskforce 141 callsign
Soap
He got his name because of his accuracy in room clearance and urban warfare.
Or at least that's what he told people when they asked.
When actually- he got that nickname because that one time in communal shower, he purposefully dropped his soap to make the 'oh no i dropped my soap' joke- only to accidentally slip on it and fall so hard that he bleed everywhere.
You know that scar on his chin?
Yeah, it's from that.
Gaz
It's just short for Garrick- he said.
But also
Big fart.
Yeah, that's it.
One time during an important briefing in a hideout (a quite small place with low air flow) he let out the most disgusting wet fart. And everyone had to just endure it, coz the area outside was monitored by enemies.
Idk, the mre he ate spoiled or smtn
Ghost
Now, his name sounded badass, and from his appearance alone, it makes sense.
It is due to his exceptional covert prowess. The name encapsulates his stealthy demeanor and enigmatic presence.
Sounds cool, right?
Well.. it's not wrong-, he got it because he had a habit of using the toilet in the dark, and didn't even bother to lock it. (I actually do this)
Some recruit walked in, only to see his massive silhouette, sitting on the toilet, staring back at him as a small splash of water was heard when his massive shit got out.
poor fella scream bloody murder as they ran, thinking that he's some kind of ghost that haunted the base toilet. (And yes, similiar thing happened to me once, its a long story)
Price
...
Well- that's just his name so-
Ironically however..
He had a habit of not taking the price tag off of anything, and would shamelessly walk around in his shiny new boots with the tag dangling.
I may return it and ask for a refund someday, who knows - he shrugged. That boots is 3 years old now, the ink on the price tag is fading
Should i do one with Kortac
This put me in best of moods
She's so good at Leaf
I made a Little Ghoap doodle at Work today.
Then I made dinosaurs draw it.
The Orange one is Johnny and the Brown one is Ghost.
:3
I'm desperate at this point
I'm looking for a Task force 141 with Medic!Reader Fic
I think it was Called something like team bonding but I remember the plot was Basically Reader is About to interview with Price and The Rest Accidentally kidnap them thinking they were Price as they were trying to prank him
Reader Gets put in a Car handcuffed and Manages to Escape and run into the Forest but Trips and Sprains their ankle
The Boys realized they're not Price and Bring them back to base and Reader Becomes their Medic
I'm not Great at Describing it but It's my favorite fic
If you could help that would be great <3
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