Just A Little Guy.🫶

Hello everybody! I am sorry for the lack of activity on my page. I have been going through some medical problems since December. I’m doing much better compared to before. If you have any requests please send them in!

Upcoming:

The lie detector!-TF141 x Reader💕

You and the boys go out for a couple drinks after a successful mission. Soap decides to pull out the old dusty lie detector to find some juicy secrets!

Moving in-Kyle ‘Gaz’ Garrick x Reader💞

You and Kyle have been dating for a year and a handful of months, now your packing up boxes and moving in with your boyfriend!

Your home- Johnny ‘Soap’ Mactavish x Reader💗

Johnny comes home stressed trying to forget about the horrors he’s seen after being deployed. He needs you to help him realize that he’s home, that he’s not Seargant John Mactavish right now but your Johnny.

New Years Eve Drabble/Thoughts

Imagine your at the base with the 141 on New Year’s Eve watching the ball go down with each hour. You don’t voice your thoughts to your teammates but you wish that you’d have at least someone to share a kiss with when the clock strikes midnight. As the night goes on and the drinks are plenty the clock strikes midnight. Everyone says happily “Happy New Years!” Before you can say anything, four lips are on your face kissing your cheeks, forehead, and neck. Your cheeks flush as you look up at Price, Gaz, Soap, and Ghost.

Gaz looks at you with a cheeky smirk, “Just for luck love. Now tell us, who do you want as your new year’s kiss.”

I'm a grown ass man but I'll be such a good girl for the 141 if Price asks.

God he’d be so good to you!!✨

After he gets you all nice and soft before calling he’ll ask you to get to your knees. You’re looking up at him between his thick thighs as he grabs your chin slowly pulling your gaze to his.

“You wanna be good f’me baby?”, he says in his low gravely voice.

Of course you’d nod wanting to please him.

“Go on baby, show me what your mouth can do”

Wade wants exactly what you're talking about, sweet little Honey Badger!

🌷SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING 💗✨✨🫶🏻

AJSJFKDKKSKAKDKDKDKD HOLY SHIT MY HEART MAY HAVE EXPLODED (*'▽'*)

I couldnt sleep so heres a little fluffy thing for everyone!

Ghost x GN!Reader

You lay in bed with the covers pulled up to your nose. You hold a pillow with your husband’s shirt over it. He has been gone for months for a mission you could never know about. You smell the t-shirt again trying to find a sense of comfort while he’s gone.

The bed is too cold and quiet, the room is void of noise. The lonliness was starting to gnaw at you, the need to have a warm body next to you was overwhelming. You stare into the darkness wishing that he’d come home soon. Your eyes start to flutter feeling exhausted from the day until you hear the front door open.

He’s home.

You raise from bed tripping over yourself to get untangled from the bedsheet and quickly going to the stair case. You see him close the door quietly behind him locking the door. He shucks off his boots and places them the shoe rack next to the door.

His shoulders are slouched exhausted, you can see how he winces as he stands back up. You hope he’s not too injured from this mission.

“Simon?”, your voice echoes through the house

His head snaps towards you still running on adrenaline, before relaxing with a sigh. He takes off his mask pocketing it into his trousers, his eyes softening at the sight of you.

He ascends the stairs as you descend meeting each other in the middle. Tears gather in your eyes with a wobbly smile.

“Hi Simon”

“Hello love”

Tears fall down your cheeks, you can feel his calloused fingers wipe them away. You wrap your arms around his neck burying your face into your neck relieved that he’s home. Your hands wander every part of him confirming that he’s truly home.

Gently he picks you up leading you back to your bedroom.

“No more tears, I’m home.”

You nod taking a couple deep breaths calming yourself. He gently takes your hands off of him to quickly toss off his clothes into some shadowy corner.

You lay down with him next to you feeling like this is all just a dream. Ghost chuckles when he sees one of his old shirts on a pillow.

“You really did miss me huh”

You nod and he kisses the crown of your forehead tucking your head into the crook of his neck. Simon hands snake around your waist and your circle his.

Simons hands wander your body and smelling the scent of your shampoo. No more gunpowder and blood, no more screams of the dying, just his love and a comfortable bed.

Everything feels so much more right. The bed is the perfect size, its so nice and warm, and the sound of his heartbeat calms your mind. Your eyes start to flutter shut again but you want to spend more time with Simon.

His hand pets your head as he whispers in your ear, “Sleep well love, I’ll be here when you wake up”

Your mind drifts off to sleep now at peace knowing that he’s safe in your arms once again.

Ive started a new job and havent been able to type but heres a quick thing.

Not edited, no warnings.

Imagine working at the same base as the 141 but having a basic job rather than having important missions like them. You’re in logistics making sure missions have enough planes, supplies, amongst other things. You’ve never worked with any team, just completing assignments from your boss. What you dont realize is that the 141 has taken interest in you.

Its starts with Price coming into the office to go over the plans for an upcoming mission, what he didnt expect was for a pretty bird to appear. You had come into your bosses office to drop off updated information. You were so sweet and respectful he couldn’t help but remember your pretty face.

After Price, the others slowly started being aware of your presence on base. You were always scurrying around with a handful of papers in a rush to do whatever your boss told you to do. They couldnt help but love your presence knowing that behind the scenes you were helping them during their missions.

You may not know it yet but you’re part of the 141 whether you like it or not.

A really quick HC! Tf141 (Farah+Alex)+Los Vaqueros+Shadow Company at a water park! 🌊No Warnings, No editing bc I just left a water park.🌊

Simon “Ghost”: Either in the lazy river or lurking somewhere in the water park scaring little kids, he finds it amusing when they run away screaming. He doesn’t wear a mask since it would be like waterboarding him. Johnny drags him to do the slide at least once, he says its not fun but secretly just doesn’t want to admit it.

Kyle “Gaz”: Would try a surfing simulator and either wipe out or be a pro at it first try. He would go onto the slides with Johnny racing him up the stairs. He points and laughs as Johnny falls on the stairs due to the race before getting to the top gloating the whole day.

Johnny “Soap”: Would race up the stairs to go onto the slide against Kyle but in his efforts to beat him he slips and almost hits his head. Hes a menace in the lazy river, racing little kids as he pushes away tubes in his way.

John-He’d be sitting in the hot tub with a beer in hand relaxing and letting himself relax. He’s able to just have a calm day until he hears the chaos from his sergeants. He has to forcefully drag Johnny to the first aid station because his nose started to bleed after racing Kyle to the top of the waterslides. He’s grumbling under his breath about how he can’t have one day to himself.

Nikolai “Nik”-He would be in the hot tub with John happily chatting with him drinking a beer. He jokes saying that Captains never have a break before John slinks off ready to drag Johnny to the nurse. He kicks back and enjoys the spectacle in front him before getting another beer to enjoy. He makes sure to get another bottle for John when he eventually comes back to the hot tub.

Farah-She would be playing in the wave pool with Alex enjoying the calm waves as they talk about whatever pops into their minds. Her modest swimsuit puffs up from the air under it and Alex says she looks like a jelly fish, she splashes him in return.

Alex-Would be with Farah in the wave pool shooting angry glares at any man looking at her. He enjoys the conversation and gets lost in the conversation until suddenly he looks up to see a big wave coming. Due to him not having his prosthetic on he tumbles in the wave. Farah laughs at him before pulling him up saying it was pay back.

Alejandro-He would be going into the normal pool playing some basketball or volleyball. Some of the ladies would be watching and he’d flex just to show off. He might get an overpriced alcoholic drink at the bar, just because.

Rodolfo “Rudy”- Would either be lounging on the side relaxing or in the lazy river until Soap flips over his float. Rudy would look like a soaked cat looking a little more disgruntled after. If Soap tries to flip him over again he would grab Soaps leg purposely making him fall behind the other kids.

Graves-Would have his shadows hold his spot in line or just have all of them there so he could be in the front. Him and the shadows would challenge Alejandro in either basketball or volleyball in the normal pools. He looks to the ladies that were watching Alejandro flashing his pearly whites and using his southern charm.

Cooking From The Heart

WC-1.8K

Warnings: Mentions of minor injury basically fluff

Notes: Reader has tinnitus, GN! Reader, no use of Y/N, established relationship with John Price

Placing the key into the ignition your car roars to life, your hand moves to the console to turn up the music for the radio preparing yourself for a long day. The car is piled to the brim with groceries ready to cook a feast for four hungry men. Pulling out of the parking lot you start to drive from London to the English countryside where the lone military base sits. As you drive you can’t help but reminisce on the past and how fortunate you are to have such an amazing life.

Joining the military at the ripe age of eighteen you met John Price, your rival, a man that always got on your nerves. Despite how good of a soldier he was he constantly had to outshine you whilst being blunt, hard headed, and a little cocky. You rose through the ranks with him, each promotion with him standing by your side getting the same title much to your dismay. As years pass you both set aside your differences becoming friends despite past bickering, soon after that John took your hand into his on a warm summer night in a safe house asking you to be his girlfriend. 

A long loud ring reverberates from your ears as the radio cuts out pulling you out of your memories, out of the past. A memory rushes through your mind reminding you of the bitter memory as to what changed your life for the better or worse.You and the boys were out fighting the cartel in Las Almas when a stun grenade rolled right to your feet. The flash blinded you and the ringing in your ears was deafening, but unlike the others the ringing in your ears never ceased. Due to tinnitus you were honorably discharged from the military cutting your career short. As you sat home alone you felt as though your life, your family was ripped away, it was hard not having the harsh routine of war in your life. The others and John tried their best to support you but nothing seemed to pull you out from the pit. But it all changed when you decided to go back to your old base to make home cooked meals for the men you loved. It made you feel connected again with those who fought by your side, it filled the hole in your heart. Since then you made it a weekly ritual when they were at base to cook for them.

Driving up to the guards of the base you smile pulling out your ID as usual despite how they were once under your command and how you visit weekly. You park your car and pick up a couple bags of groceries to bring into the community kitchen to start making dinner, it takes a couple trips to bring in all the bags due to the sheer amount of food you bought. You look at the analog clock to see it's only noon but it's essential to start early, needing every precious minute to cook or else they’d be eating at midnight. Turning on the radio you start to prep all the ingredients making sure to wash every vegetable there is, you mix the sauces and cut the herbs so the food will taste immaculate. 

Your mind drifts again, smiling softly as you remember the best day of your life. John held your hand softly guiding you through a small park nearby your shared flat until you saw the soft glow of candle lights illuminating the path ahead. Walking together hand in hand along the glowing trail until you reached a clearing where the moon was bright reflecting off the pond in front of you. You admired the scene getting lost in the moment until you looked back at John who was on his knee with a ring asking if you’d be his one and only.

Looking outside of the window you see the sun setting along with the sounds of boots shuffling against the floor, low playful banter echo through the halls and their baritone voices seem to shake the thin walls of the base. The voices become more clear as the men slowly enter the rec room, Soap's iconic accent rings out after a dramatic sniff of the air.

“Smells delicious charaid I oughta get tha’ recipe from you onea these day”, the scot says with an infectious smile. He moves in close attempting to dip his finger into the soup to have a taste. Before he could even attempt it you lightly smack his hand with a wooden spoon shaking your head as you continue to prep dinner, “Nuh uh Mactavish you’re not having a taste of the soup until it's done and all of you get washed up.”

A chuckle comes from Gaz as he grabs Soap by the collar dragging him away from the delectable pot of soup in front of them saying teasingly, “Y’know that our former Captain will never let you have a taste before its done, and they are right we’re pretty gross from training last one to the showers has to organize the armory”. With that the two sergeants sprint out of the rec room jeering and poking fun at each other. 

You chuckle at the childish sight feeling a familiar pair of eyes staring at you from the corner of the room. Without you even looking up to see who it is you say softly, “Hello Simon'', there's a moment of silence before the mans gruff voice responds quietly, “How are you holdin’ up captain?” disguised to know if you were ok mentally, a sign that he cared.

A small smile forms on your lips as you turn to look at the man that many fear, the ghost of 141. His eyes soften slightly as he sees the smile on your lips. “I’ve been good, sometimes it gets lonely back at the flat without you guys running around it but I've been waiting all week to see you guys again”, he nods before leaving the rec room getting the answer he wanted to hear heading to the showers just like his sergeants.

A single pair of boots walk towards you stopping right behind you, without any fear you lean back into the man's chest looking up at him. His beard is perfectly groomed as usual and his beautiful blue eyes look into yours. A small tired smile appears on his face as he leans down to kiss the crown of your head mumbling, “I missed you love”, his strong arms snake their way around your waist pulling you in closer. You turn your head to  the side of his cheek before returning to cooking dinner, enjoying the feeling of your husband holding you close. “I missed you to lovie”. Despite him seeing you every morning and everynight back at home, any time away from you was painful for him.

He stands behind you holding you close for a while enjoying your presence against his tired body. Slowly one of his hands reaches out to grab a piece of food still cooking before you take his hand into yours, stopping his attempt. Squeezing his hand before bringing it up to your lips to kiss softly you say teasingly, “You may be the Captain of this team but that doesn’t make you exempt from the rules big man”, he only laughs and kisses your cheek responding with a cheeky grin “We both know you can’t stay angry at me for long and who is the one that always got in trouble for breaking the rules while we were privates? Oh wait I think it was you”. You can’t help but roll your eyes playfully before playful shoving him off of your body, “I’m sorry love but you're drenched in sweat and smell bad, you need to go head to the showers or else I’m not saving you a plate. Dinner should be ready by the time everyones out.” John chuckles before kissing your cheek softly saying softly in his gruff voice, “Roger that captain I’ll go take a shower you better save me a plate”, he shuffles away leaving you alone in the kitchen yet again. 

The soft music from the radio playing in the background dulls the ringing in your ears and fills the lonely space. Searching through the many bags you brought to the base you finally  find the nice tablecloth, you spread it out and place it over the rickety old dining room table. As the music flows you place each plate, fork, and knife with care despite knowing it’ll be used to destroy the table cloth underneath them. You place the food onto the kitchen table due to the sheer amount of food there is, as you set down some vegetables you hear the jovial conversations of the team coming in ready to eat. 

Gaz lets out a low whistle, “Damn you really cooked your ass off huh”, you wipe your hands off on a towel before saying with a smile, “Only for my boys no one else gets the pleasure of having a taste”. The men start to gather around before you say, “Before everyone eats, no weapons at the table. Other soldiers can worry about war but right now it's dinner time, time for you to be men and not soldiers”

They place the weapons on a table nearby, their knives and pistols sit neatly so they can easily grab them just in case.  Soap looks up at you and says curiously, “We all know tha’ you don’t want knives at tha table but is there a reason as ta why?”. You look up at him and say frankly with a smile, “well I just want you guys to be relaxed for once, letting your worries go enjoying a nice dinner. Along with the time you tried to do a knife trick at the table and almost sliced off your finger” the men around Soap laugh. Ghost slaps Soap’s back playfully, “You were cryin’ like a baby Johnny, screamin’ out for the medic running around like a chicken without a head”.You join in with the laughter feeling the stresses of the week melt off your shoulders.

With a wide smile you announce happily, “Alright guys dig in”, Soap is the first to pick up his plate piling his food up onto the plate with the others right behind him doing exactly the same. John walks up to you with two plates, handing one of them to you, “Thank you love for making all of this food” you look up at him with a smile, “it's nothing John, I love doing this. It's the highlight of my week.” John allows you to go in front of him to get your food. You sit down at the table and John sits next to you, carefree conversations are made between the men and you as they start to eat their food. Their smiles and laughter are as precious as gold to you. This is your family, this is home and there is no greater joy in your life than to be eating dinner with the people you love most.

I decided to draw Soap, Kyle, Alex, Price last night! I hope you enjoy them! (Sorry I can’t draw Ghost, his mask is a bit complicated)