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MC: *unholy screeching*

Lucifer: What in the name of Lord Diavolo made you feel the need to do that?

MC: The p0rn bots are back! And they are all over the place!

#obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me incorrect quotes #obey me mc #obey me lucifer #obey me x reader

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I, Roronoa Zoro, have a crush

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Characters: OPLA (One Piece Live Action) Roronoa Zoro x Straw-Hat-Crew-Member!gn!reader

Summary: Fluff headcanons of OPLA Zoro developing a crush on you + mini fluff scenarios

Warnings: Some OPLA spoilers ahead! Other than that, all fluff

Strawbetty’s notes: Dipping my toes into the One Piece fandom to say hello and give you my contribution to OPLA Zoro content :). Mackenyu as Zoro is fiiiiine. I finished the live action and I NEED MORE :’0. Currently watching the anime rn

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💚 Zoro didn’t like you at first when Luffy recruited you to be a part of the Straw Hats.

💚 Like how Zoro felt when he first met Luffy, Zoro found you overly optimistic and chatty—the complete opposite of himself.

💚 Zoro’s also someone who, despite being really perceptive, has a bad habit of making snap judgments against people he doesn’t know well and prefers to keep them at a distance, and he made the poor assumption that you probably never went through anything difficult in life since you seemed so happy all the time.

💚 Thus, he didn’t really go out of his way to talk to you or get to know you at first, unlike the rest of the crew, but you also didn’t mind too much. You’d greet him with a “good morning” every morning, but he’d only give you a nod.

💚 “Don’t mind him, he’s like that with all new crew members,” Nami reassured you.

💚 It wasn’t until a few days later when the entire crew was having dinner on deck under the stars—and you opened up about your life (the losses and hardships you’ve experienced despite being just a young adult)—that made Zoro change his mind about you.

💚 He surprised himself when he volunteered to help you wash the dishes after dinner, and surprised himself even more when he muttered, “Sorry.”

💚 “For what?” You raised a brow, water dripping from your fingers as you reached for a hand towel to dry your hands.

💚 “For not being so…friendly when you first joined,” Zoro’s eyes flickered up from the plates to your face.

💚 He couldn’t help but be taken aback when you gave him a smile—a smile so bright and kind it almost took his breath away. Sure, you smiled a lot at everyone, but this was the first time your smile was directed at just him up close.

💚 “It’s alright,” you chuckled, taking a plate he handed to you and placing it onto the drying rack. “I’m used to people assuming things about me.”

💚 “How do you do it?” Zoro crossed his arms, though his relaxed stance conveyed his sincere curiosity. “Smile all the time?”

💚 “Because smiling makes me happy,” you didn’t miss a beat. “And if I can do that for myself and my smile ends up making someone else happy, that’s good enough for me.”

💚 A half-smile quirked on Zoro’s lips at your words. You were a good person, and he was sorry he didn’t see that sooner.

💚 “See, you’re smiling now,” you teased, your smile growing.

💚 “Nope,” Zoro turned his attention to the utensils he had to wash, but his smile didn’t falter one bit.

💚 After that day, a friendship blossomed between you two. Some nights you’d find Zoro sharpening his blades, other nights he’d find you on deck gazing up at the stars while the others were asleep. Whatever the reasons that kept the two of you awake at night, they helped bring you two closer together.

💚 You and Zoro began your late night talks by sharing stories with each other about your childhoods and the people who helped shape your lives for the better. The two of you would even exchange banter and develop inside jokes.

💚 Zoro grew to feel safe in confiding with you about his innermost thoughts and feelings, and he made you feel safe in doing the same as well.

💚 As the months went by, Zoro would look forward to every opportunity he had to talk with you, whether that be during the day with the rest of the crew or at night with just the two of you.

💚 He had no doubt by now that he could call you someone he deeply cared for, especially when his heart would try to jump out of his chest whenever your hand accidentally brushed against his or when his heart squeezed like a towel being rung dry any time you got hurt during battle.

💚 But as someone who’s never thought about romance or had any experience with romantic relationships, Zoro didn’t really consider the possibility that he was falling for you.

💚 It didn’t take long for some of the crew members to see and realize that Zoro cared for you in a special way, though, especially as Zoro’s romantic feelings for you became more and more evident to the others through his actions.

💚 For example, Zoro would tell Sanji not once, not twice, but thrice that you didn’t like a specific ingredient in your meals because of allergies or whatnot, even though Sanji knew that already. One morning, Sanji caught Zoro making a horrible yet endearing attempt to make your favorite breakfast for you. With an amused smirk, Sanji offered to teach Zoro how to make your favorite breakfast (only after Zoro made Sanji swear to never tell anyone about it).

💚 Nami realized Zoro had feelings for you when she saw the way Zoro would protectively stand in front of you in the face of danger, or check on you if you sustained even a minor injury (even though everyone in the crew knew you could protect yourself). Nami didn’t bring it up since she didn’t think it was any of her business, but she’d have a small smile on her face whenever she saw Zoro perk up even just a tiny bit whenever you called his name.

💚 Usopp and Luffy didn’t really pick up on anything until Sanji let out an offhand comment in the kitchen about Zoro being “smitten” with you (luckily, you and Zoro were on deck practicing your combat skills with Nami).

💚 Of course, Sanji’s comment blew Usopp’s mind. Luffy, on the other hand, didn’t really listen and had his full attention on whatever dish Sanji was making for lunch.

💚 “Zoro’s got a cruuush,” Usopp sang that afternoon, slinging an arm around Zoro’s shoulders while Luffy came up next to them.

💚 Zoro turned his head to the side to check if you were nearby. Thankfully, you were nowhere in sight.

💚 “I don’t do crushes,” Zoro shrugged Usopp off at the same time Luffy asked, “Who’s got a crush?”

💚 “Listen, if you need love advice, I’m your guy,” Usopp insisted, trying to catch up to Zoro as he left Usopp and Luffy behind to go to his room. “I’ve had tons of relationships, trust me.”

💚 “Having barely one relationship doesn’t make you qualified to give me love advice,” Zoro replied coolly, referencing Kaya to Usopp, as he strode to his berth.

💚 “Ouch!” Usopp dramatically brought a hand to his heart. “My offer still stands though!”

💚 Zoro made his way into his room and shut the door behind him. He eased himself onto his hammock and his eyes flitted up to the wooden ceiling.

💚 The ocean waves beneath the ship were calm this afternoon, and the soft golden rays of sunlight shimmered onto his body through his room’s tiny circular window. Usually Zoro would take a nap by now, but he couldn’t help but wonder what stories you were going to share with him tonight or what corny jokes you were going to crack at dinner that would make him laugh despite himself.

💚 But most of all, he couldn’t wait to see you smile again. A smile began to stretch across his face as he pictured your smile—

💚 —“I don’t have a crush,” Zoro stated out loud defensively even though no one was there. He tried to will his lips into a straight line as he ran a hand through the cropped moss-green tufts of his hair and shut his eyes to take a nap.

💚 Instead, his eyes found themselves opening and next thing Zoro knew, he was already out the door.

💚 Zoro was thankful no one was with him at the moment, or they would’ve seen a grin on his face as he made his way to wherever you were in hopes of seeing your smile.

💚 I, Roronoa Zoro, have a crush.

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Important:

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🍓 All content on this blog is created by me, @thebettybook (excluding posts I reblog that aren’t my own posts and unless I state otherwise). Do not modify, claim, repost, or translate my work onto this platform and any other platform.

🍓 Reblogs are appreciated :).

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Hey guys I thought I’d let you know a little more about me.

I’ve currently entered a competition known as Face Of Horror and would really appreciate it if you guys voted for me. The link is on here AND on my main profile in the masterguide, you vote daily for free 🥹🖤

#horror #spooky #Weebish.Mode #face of horror #viral #spooky szn #spooky season #happy halloweeeeeeen #halloween #horror competition

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STOP 😭 My heart, Solomon deserves this kind of love 😭💕 this is so cute

I’m in love with Solomon I’m ngl. So here is:

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Solomon loves you, but do you love him?

(Spoiler alert. You do <3)

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Solomon knew he wasn’t the most intresting person in the devildom. He knew it extremely well. It was ingrained into his brain the moment he got there. But that didn’t stop him for acting like he was. At least…around you he did.

You were seated at a large banquet table along with all of the angels, the demon brothers, Solomon, Diavolo and Barbatos. You were all adorned in your finest outfits, each with a twist of something that represented them. Despite such a fancy event, you actually felt like you fit in. Though it was hard for Solomon to say the same.

He had been trying to engage in conversation for nearly an hour. Always being shushed or talked over. Though he had many dirty looks from Barbatos when he did speak. You however could silence the table a sneeze. They would all turn to you and question you. Solomon wouldn’t say he was jealous of the attention you got. No no! After all you deserved it.

Solomon was used to reaching out for things he couldn’t have. Something just out of his grip. And you were one of them. You were constantly surrounded by the most incredible and interesting creatures, so why would he fool himself into thinking you ever be interested in him? He doesn’t. Sure he will have dreams about you, maybe running away together or something. But he knew that you’d never agree. You’d never leave behind the oh so mighty demon brothers. I mean how could you! They practically worship your every step. Isn’t that what everyone wants?

Solomon soon grew tired of being glared at and ignored. He left the table with an unheard “pardon me” and walked out to the balcony. It wasn’t chilly outside, but it wasn’t warm either. Kind of like him. He looked at the town lights down below, counting how many he saw go out to distract his mind. He looked up at the moons and sighed. He knew this would only be temporary. He should probably get going soon. No one even noticed he le-

“Solomon! I thought I saw you come out here!”

You smiled and ran over to him, tripping over your show but quickly catching yourself, he chuckled and walked over to check if you were alright. You nodded and yelled at him about laughing at you, to which he laughed some more. Which made you laugh, and soon the two of you were having a shared giggle fit.

Soon after you two calmed down, he really looked at you for the first time that night. You looked so beautiful done up. The way you styled your hair or the small wings of eyeliner he could see..you were truly breathtaking. Your outfit hugged your firm and made it nearly impossible to look away, however he forcefully peeled his eyes away from you.

“Hey..Solomon? I have a question..” you muttered, he looked up and cocked his head “what do you need?” You smiled and played with your fingers “…we didn’t get to dance tonight..and I really wanted to dance with you so…will you dance with me?” You smiled and held your hand out. Solomon felt the world around him disappear as he took your hand, the two of you danced together, moving in a fluid rhythm, the air around you two light and joyful as he spun you around.

As the song inside came to a close, you both bowed before looking at each other and giggling. You felt like teenagers together, sneaking off and running into the garden where you both sat in the fountain. You took down you hair and smiled at him “thank you Solomon…I..I haven’t had this much fun in awhile. At least, not at these things.”

A moment of comfortable silence rang between you two before he spoke up “say…are you…” he paused and shut himself back down. You looked at him curiously “am I what?” He shakes his head “it was a silly thought.” You grab his hand and look at him “i can tell something is bothering you. What’s wrong Solomon.” He stayed silent for a moment before looking at you “I think I’m in love with you.”

“Well it’s a damn good thing I feel the same.”

#obey me x reader #obey me #obey me brothers #obey me x mc #solomon x reader #om! solomon #solomon x mc #omswd solomon

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I mainly try to reblog stuff where I can tell the author put a lot of time and effort into their writing and I want them to get the recognition they deserve (coming from someone who takes weeks of writing for a simple one shot/imagine)

Outside of that, I reblog those little things that I appreciate and make my day brighter so I reblog them in hopes of making someone else’s day brighter

i wanted to make this poll because as a gifmaker, i'm perplexed at the way the like reblog ratio on this site has gone down significantly in the past few years and i'm really interested in getting some insight as to why that happened.

*just to clarify, this poll doesn't apply to mutuals' personal posts, tag games, or responses to asks you sent to people!! it's about creative posts like fics, gifs, art, fan videos, etc etc.

#lowkey lazy and also sometimes its a thing i like to keep to myself <3 #if i reallly wanna keep it ill private reblog it or like...idk #i do try to keep rebloggin tho since its a main aspect of this site and how everything keeps moving #tumblr #fandom #polls #rae.txt #rly hope ppl respond to this instead of taking it as a callout post 😭 #and thank u spencer & jen for looking over the poll!! #reblog stuff

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IM JUST GONNA LEAVE THIS HERE FOR ALL THE RAPHAEL BABIES 😭 💀 😂

Mc stuck in a Car with the Side Characters

Mephistopheles:

you´re actually surprised he knows how to drive a Car and that he even wants to be the one driving

actually the most surprising thing is that neither of you killed each other or threw the other out of the Car

and that he choose actually decent music, as it turns out this will be a much nicer experience than you thought it would be and Mephisto actually had the same thought

and the worst Nightmare for both of you are about to be real

you´re going to befriend each other, actually this thought might cause one of you to jump out of the Car

and for some reason both of you jumped out of the Car at the same time

this just speed up the possible friendship

all in all a pretty decent experience also the Car surprised so neither of you were stranded

Raphael:

does not know how to drive a Car and if you like your Car don´t try to show him how because he´ll pelt it with spears when he get´s frustrated

but you´re not safe either just when both of you are driving because he might throw some spears at the other drivers and the it´s kinda bad because he keeps aiming at the other drivers instead of just their Cars

which get´s you into trouble multiple times, but he got spears and you threw some pant lint into their eyes and maybe stabbed them a couple of times…

but yeah you kinda can´t be seen their for a while

also you kinda crashed the Car into a building when you were trying to run away, the Car still worked and you got away but it was kinda a shitty situation

but you didn´t get hurt which was a cool detail

Thirteen:

neither of you should be allowed to drive because no matter who drives the other will either distract the driver or tell the driver to do something stupid and it always works

it´s actually a surprise either of you survived as long as you did Thirteen even said she would give you ten minutes as a driver until you don´t watch the road and drown both of you

and you were even tempted to do it because it could be pretty funny but you decided against it

Thirteen called you boring because of that

but despite that both of you are relatively good drivers, despite both of you always willing to ram the Car into a tree

also it´s just really fun even if you aren´t speedrunning life, because Thirteen keeps trying to make you laugh and she feeds you snacks when you are driving and you are supposed to feed her snack when she is driving

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me imagines #obey me headcanons #obey me mephistopheles #obey me raphael #obey me thirteen #raphael x reader #obey me x reader

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I’d aggressively read and re-read the fuck outta this fanfic

Miguel O'Hara x Reader

What if the Earth-1610 (Miles’s universe) version of Miguel’s wife was actually Miles’s AP Art teacher?

I recently watched Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse and I just... I understand why the internet has been losing their minds over Miguel O’Hara... I really do. 

And! It got me thinking about how we really know nothing about Miguel’s wife/family - at least when it comes to his film counterpart. We get a few scenes of him with his daughter and not much else. We also have no knowledge of whether or not a version of his wife and daughter exist on Earth-1610 (Miles’s universe). 

So it got me thinking of an idea for a Miguel O’Hara x Reader fanfic:

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Reader is the Earth-1610 version of Miguel’s late wife and also - dun dun DUNNNNNN - Miles’s AP Art teacher. She’s his favorite teacher and he’s her all time favorite student one of her best students. On Earth-1610 Miguel O’Hara and Gabriella don’t exist and Reader has recently gotten out of a long-term relationship after being cheated on. During his multiverse travels The Spot learns just how important Reader is to Miles and Miguel and kidnaps her as part of his revenge plot. 

Imagine the chaos that would ensue once Reader finds out that a) Miles is Spiderman and b) her alternate reality husband tried to *very aggressively* stop Miles from saving his father's life.

Reader: *Holding onto Miguel for dear life as they try to outrun The Spot*

Reader: Miguel did WHAT?!

Miles: Right, Miss Y/l/n? 

Miguel: Listen kid I already apologized for that. 

Reader: *slaps Miguel on the shoulder*

Reader: What the hell is wrong with you? He’s just a teenager!

Miguel: Cariño, can we please discuss this at a later time?

Reader: …

Reader: What did you just call me?

Miguel: …

Miles: …Aren’t you his wife?

Miguel: *visibly sweating*

Reader: I’M HIS WIFE?!

This was really just a midnight thought and I'm hoping someone will expand upon the idea. If such a fanfic exists, I beg of you to tell me about it! If it doesn't... well I might just be forced to do it myself...

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel x reader #miguel spiderman #miguel spiderverse #across the spiderverse #miles morales #ghost spider #spider punk

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my kyle broflovskeys

#south park kyle #kyle broflovski #shitpost #south park #south park merch #??? #knock off keychains are the best bro #kyle south park #look at my sick pun #the most absolutely deliciously oodly doodly money habits

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THIS IS SINGLE HANDEDLY THE BEST THING IVE EVER READ IN MY 20 YEARS OF LIFE

✭ ✭ ✭ 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐎𝐍 ✭ ✭ ✭ ft. a lot of characters

summary. Y/n is very protective of his son (aka Spider Plush).

warning(s). He/Him pronouns, foul language, Hobie is a major bully

a/n. Y/n and Spider-Plush are the new Miguel and Lego Spider-Man

“He is a person! And you will treat him that way!”

The voice of Y/n welcomed the newly woken society. It was around 7 am, and a commotion had begun in Miguel’s office. As the sun lazily illuminated the sky, Miles groggily made his way towards Miguel's office, attempting to rub the sleep from his eyes. He couldn't fathom why there was such a commotion at this early hour. "Why is there so much yelling? It's 7 in the morning...!" he groaned, his voice laced with exhaustion. Miles walked through the door, greeting Gwen and Peter B. who were watching the scene amused. Miles looked to see Y/n in a heated debate with both Miguel and Hobie, although it was mostly Hobie, Miguel was sitting down, trying to sooth an incoming migraine.

Pavitr stood at Y/n’s side, cradling a….Spider-Man…plushie? “What is going on here..” Miles who was now wide awake stared at the situation, looking at Gwen for answers. Gwen responded with a chuckle “Get this…their arguing because Hobie skipped Spider-Plush in line for breakfast.” Gwen managed to say between fits of laughter. Miles gave Gwen a look “So, he doesn’t believe in consistency and he doesn’t believe in manners?” Miles watched Y/n, who looked like he was on the brink of committing murder, due to Hobie’s nonchalant face. Peter chimed in, catching a swinging Mayday “I don’t think he did it to be rude. Maybe because he likes getting on Y/n’s nerves,”

Jess who just walked in looked at Peter, “This early morning air finally gave you a brain?” She walked towards Miguel, handing him water and probably a headache pill. Miguel thanked Jess, looking up at the continuing argument. “Yeah..and how did Pavitr get into all this?” Miles questioned, Gwen laughed, for what seemed to be the 4th time “That’s even funnier! He’s trying to take Hobie to court,” Miles smiled, seeing the obvious amusement in the situation “Yeah, somehow he’s got a diploma in that stuff.” Jess chimed in from the computer.

“That’s not the fucking point, Hobart! My son deserves respect! You’ve made him cry!” Y/n gestures to the “crying” plushie, and Pavitr who’s nodding in agreement. Hobie scoffed “Cryin? He’s got a tear sticker on ‘is face! You’ve got yourself fooled!”. This was Miguel’s last straw, he finally flipped the table, literally, sending everything flying— including the cup of water, that Spider-Plush was now drowned in. Gasp filled the small crowd, the laughter coming to a halt to stare at Y/n who was breathing heavily, trying to calm down.

Y/n slowly turned, looking at the soaked Spider-Plush. The plush squeaked, comical tears spewing from its large eyes. Y/n turned to Miguel and Hobie— the latter raised his hands, in a attempt to prove his innocence, he instead pointed to the leader who sported a small bead of sweat, his posture straightened “Umm, that was an accident- I was trying to de-escalate the situation. My anger over took…” Y/n pounced on Miguel, not letting him finish his sentence. Miguel tried to pull the other off his face, stumbling around while knocking things over.

“I-it was an accident!”

“YOU HORRIBLE PERSON!”

“GAAH! WHERE DID THESE CLAWS COME FROM?”

“DON’T….WORRY ABOUT IT!”

“JESSGETHIMOFFME!”

“Sorry, Miguel. I’m not getting into this fight.”

“APOLOGIZE OR SUFFER!”

“AHHHH!”

The crowd watched in silence as Miguel walked out with a bucket on his head, drenched in water. Y/n, on the other hand, walked out cradling his son, the plush wrapped in a towel, Y/n cooed trying to calm down the squeaks emitting from the plushie. Y/n walks up to the group, staring directly at Hobie “Hobart. My lawyer will contact you.” Y/n pointed to Pavitr, and somehow the teen was in a suit. Hobie chuckled, “Fair enough.” Hobie looked at Gwen “Gwendy. Ya down to be my lawyer?” Gwen shook her head “Nope, your not dragging me into this.” Hobie sighed in defeat “Alrigh’ Miles, see ya in a suit on Tuesday.” Hobie shook said boys shoulders, before running off, leaving the boy no time to complain.

Y/n looked at his boyfriend, tutting his head “Fine. Miles. You wanna play that game? Helping my enemy!” Y/n groaned, pulling shades from seemingly nowhere, while also putting them on “I want my child support by Friday,” Y/n said, striding away, Pavitr shuffling after him, the stuff suit preventing him from running.

Meanwhile, Miles stood shocked “Child support? Wha…what is he talking about!” Gwen shook her head disapprovingly “Come on Miles, don’t play dumb, take responsibility.” She advised before departing, leaving Peter who shook his head as well “Don’t worry kid, we’ve all been there..” Peter smiles, before joining the rest.

“Wha- what are you guys talking about!”

#male reader #cute #gay #across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse x reader #miles molares #across the spiderverse x male reader #miles morales x male reader #hobie brown x male reader #gwen stacy

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As a native boriquen this means a lot to me 🥰

dear non-spanish speakers writing spiderverse fanfiction (or anything with spanglish),

in spanglish you don’t switch by word, you switch by phrase.

it’s not:

“[first part of the sentence in english], [second part of the sentence in english], mi amor.”

“[full english sentence], querida.”

it’s:

“[first part of the sentence in english], [segunda parte de la frase en español], mi amor.”

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also miles is boricua, miguel is mexican. they have two different accents and use different vocabulary for certain words.

also miles is “nyourican” - a puerto rican native to new york - while his mom is directly from the island, so there are differences there, too, because his spanish is more influence by new york english. 

here’s some good references that aren’t google translate (which usually pulls from spain, a country that speaks vastly differently from latin america)

SpanishDict

WordReference

here have some random videos on different slang/spanish accents:

Puerto Rico

Mexico (1) (2)

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in spanish most words are gendered, so most feminine words end in a and masculine/gender neutral words end in o. adding ito/ita makes something cuter, smaller and more affectionate.

spanish nicknames that aren’t “mi amor”

“querido/a” - darling

“cariño” - dear (always masculine regardless, of who its being said to)

“mi princesa/príncipe” - my prince/princess

“mi rey/reina” - my king/queen

“papí/mamí” - can be used in any way; romantic, sexual, familial for one’s parent or child, or just platonically

“tesoro” - treasure

also spanish is a language that uses adjectives as terms of affection both cute ones and ones that might sound insensitive in english

gordo (fat), flaco (skinny), negro (black), blanco (white), linda (pretty), bella (beautiful), morena (brown skin), etc.

and like most languages that are not english, spanish has multiple ways of saying i love you.

“te amo” - romantic

“te quiero” - familial, platonic (although there’s nothing wrong with using it romantically)

see also:

te adoro - i adore you

te deseo - i want you

te necesito - i need you

 and, of course, they can vary regionally too.

please use this because i have read a lot of really well written things that take me out of it because the use of spanglish is terrible. don’t just go on your presumptions that spanish/spanglish works in the same way that english does.

buena suerte, gringos.

- signed your friendly neighborhood afro-latina

#miguel o’hara #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara x black reader #x black reader #x black!reader #x latina!reader #x latina reader #spanish #spanglish #miles morales

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okay i’m awake time to write for my silly little phone spiders

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STOP! I LOVE THIS SO MUCH THAT I MIGHT ACTUALLY START CRYING ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 I know I used the term Yandere but this is exactly what I Imagines and you just wrote it out beautifully

Yandere!Ghost vs. Yandere!Reader battling it out for Soap’s love just to find out Soap wants them both :) Eh? eh? Maybe?

Hello hun! Thank you so much for the request and for your patience! This is my first time writing a Yandere style piece, so it may not be my best work, but I willing to do more with this kind of style <3

Yandere!Ghost X Soap X Yandere!F!Reader

Call Us Crazy

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It’s not like you were crazy, you were indifferent… You think.

Insane? Not a chance.

You just knew what you wanted, and you were willing to go to any extent to get it… Wasn’t that hard to believe now was it?

So, why does a man have your panties in a fucking wad? Why does the very thought of him make the earth around you tremble?

John Soap MacTavish…

He’s your friend, your teammate… The man who occupies your every waking dreams.

You weren’t in love…

Oh, who the hell were you kidding… You were in love, lovestruck even…

He flirts with you on a daily, makes you suddenly shy… Makes your flesh feel heated and your heart skip a beat…

You think, this could be it…

He has given you every single notion that he feels the same about you…

Yet…

Fucking Simon Ghost Riley has to rear his ugly skull faced mask and tear everything down that you had worked so hard for.

It’s not like you hated Simon, on the contrary you respected him… He was your superior and had your back in the field…

So, why does he make your blood boil?

Simon thinks he is sneaky at hiding his feelings for the Scottish Sergeant, but you were able to read him like an open book.

He was in love with the Sergeant, just as you were…

Fuck, you both were screwed…

But…

You weren’t one to back down from a fight, and neither was Simon…

-

You weren’t one to usually make a scene, but Simon had been hitting every nerve he could today.

You and Soap had finished a training session, and while you let him win, it was an excuse to have the Sergeant on top of you, as he pins you to the floormat.

“Soap!” Simon’s voice booms through the training grounds.

You and Soap had been deep in conversation, he stood just a few inches from you, his smile bright and contagious.

You can smell the sweat, his spicy musk… The shampoo he uses…

You feel your mouth watering with need and want.

You glare at the Lieutenant, as he makes his way over to you and Soap.

“Hey Lt,” Soap greets him with a soft smile, “What can I do for you?”

“Need you for something,” Simon doesn’t give details, knowing his real reason would make others question him.

Simon ignores the daggers you stare at him, and for the briefest second you can see his mouth moving, hidden beneath the mask.

Was the bastard smirking?

You squint just a little and get a better look.

Oh, fuck this… He was smirking… Pretty much laughing in your face.

You don’t know where this sudden burst of confidence came from, but you were heated and ready to stake your claim…

“Hey Ghosty,” you smirk, eyes never leaving his gaze, “How about later on, you and I settle this once and for all?”

Ghost is never one to back down from a fight, but he is desperate for time with Soap, though he has never been vocal of his feelings, there was something about the Scottish man, that made his broken heart feel things he didn’t know could exist…

Ghost knows what you are talking about – he wasn’t stupid… You and him had pretty much been cut from the same cloth… As crazy as he was, you were just as crazy if not more to some extent.

“Is that so, little girl… Think you can handle getting your ass handed to you?”

Your smile is wicked, reminds him of staring into the eyes of a lion as it eats its prey, “Such talk coming from you old man…”

Soap turns to you ignoring the hash out between you and Ghost, touching your arm, he gives you a soft smile, “I’ll see you later pretty girl.”

You feel your heart sinking deep into the pit of vial, that churns in your stomach as you watch him walk away… Now, wasn’t the time to get lost in your head…

Now was the time to figure out just how you were going to make Ghost submit and admit defeat.

-

It’s been the better part of the afternoon, before Soap reappears… He looks tired and burnt out, but none the less gorgeous and exotic.

You’re sitting with Gaz, eating a snack when he makes his way over to you, plopping down next to you, “Fucking hell, Ghost ran my ass into the ground.”

“Smells like it too,” Gaz wrinkles his nose, taking a bite of his apple.

Soap ignores his protest, resting his sweaty head on your shoulder.

“You doing okay, love?” You run your fingers through his messy, sweaty hair, enjoying the closeness this moment allows.

“Mmm, just tired… Keep doing that pretty girl, feels good.”

If it had just, been you and Soap, you would probably take it a step further – but you have an audience, and Gaz knows.

He’s not only your teammate, but someone you trusted with anything and everything.

Gaz gives you a smirk, rolling his eyes at the tired Sergeant; but if Gaz was anything, it was a persistent little shit who liked to watch you squirm under heavy eyes.

“So,” Gaz starts up, “What’s this I hear you and Ghost are going for a match later on this afternoon?”

You stare at your friend, mouth slightly agape as word had spread like fucking wildfire…

You feel Soap move, sitting up he gives you a questioning look, “Yeah, what’s this all about bonnie?”

You stare at Soap, trying so hard to make this moment last – but you see him…

It wasn’t hard not to see him, he’s a looming shadow…

“It’s… Uh nothing,” you stumble to find the words, slithering out from your seat as you make your way towards Ghost – it was now or never.

-

“Why don’t you look cozy?” Ghost leans against the doorframe, eyes sharp and unhinged.

You turn back to Soap, watching as he speaks with Gaz, “I was, thank you for ruining the moment…”

“My pleasure.”

“You’re a fucking pain in my ass.”

“Likewise.”

“So, what shall the terms of this match be?” You cross your arms over your chest.

Ghost pushes himself off the frame, hovering over you like a predator that found his prey, “I think you already know.”

You grin, looking up into his hazel orbs, “I want to hear you say… it.”

This catches Ghost off guard, you can see the flicker in his eyes, never once had he actually spoken the words – it seems foreign to him in a sense, but it makes him feel things, he thought a monster like him wasn’t capable of.

“Fine,” he takes a deep breath, “Whoever wins – the fuckhead, has to stop pursuing Soap…”

The smirk crossing your face reaches from ear to ear, “You sound bitter…”

Ghost moves closer to you, face mere inches from yours, “You’re just gonna be pissed, when it’s my bed he is in.”

“Bold words… Can’t wait to make you eat them.”

-

You had drawn quite the crowd – word spreads like wildfire… When a match like this, takes place.

You can hear the whispers spreading from person to person…

“Wonder, why they are fighting?”

“Ghost is going to kick her ass.”

“No way, have you seen her fight? She’s a fucking legend.”

“I’ve got twenty bucks on girly…”

“Twenty bucks on Ghost.”

You stare at Ghost – knowing you both are nearly evenly matched, but like every soldier, there is always a weak spot.

You see him from the corner of your eye, Gaz is whispering in his ear…

You can see the realization dawn on him and know Gaz has told him – fuck.

You can see Soap growing stiff, eyes wide and frantic as he looks at you and Ghost.

Shit…

“What’s going on here?” A voice booms over the crowd, stirring the crowd to a deafening silence.

Captain John Price – shit.

He steps into the area, eyeing both you and Ghost like children who got caught red handed.

“Lieutenant Riley, Sergeant Y/L/N… Care to explain to me what’s going on?”

You’re the first one to speak, eyes boring into Ghost’s, “Nothing sir, just a training lesson.”

“Is that so?”

Price isn’t buying it, but he won’t embarrass you or Ghost in front of everyone, “Well, if that’s the case… Proceed.”

-

“That’s a tie!!!” Price calls it, when he notices the exhaustion in your stance and as Ghost favors his right side, gripping his ribs a bit.

The crowd is displeased – as they dispersed, you can hear the mumbles of wasted money, and though you knew something like this was bound to happen… It needed to happen.

Price gives you both a disappointed look, “Walk it off you two… Sergeant MacTavish, seems like you’ve got some explaining to do.”

The gym is empty, a steady silence washes over you, as Soap stares his boots, refusing to meet your eyes.

You turn to Ghost, who only shrugs.

“Soap?”

He doesn’t answer, shifting his weight from one leg to the other, hands hidden in his pockets.

You step closer, “Soap?”

“Would it have killed you both, to talk to me first, before drawing a crowd?” He speaks to the floor, but you and Ghost both know who it was directed at.

“I…”

“No, let me speak,” Soap looks up, studying the both of you, “I…” He sighs heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose, “Did it ever occur to the both of you fucking idiots, that I love you both?”

You stand there speechless, while Ghost seems dumbfounded.

“You?”

“Yeah, you bloody idiots… I love you both, I didn’t know how to tell either one of you, and when Gaz told me… It painted a clear picture for me… I want to spend my time with both of you, you both complete me in a way that no one else ever could…”

You feel so stupid… Putting your needs to prove yourself before even considering what Soap wanted or needed…

You turn to Ghost, giving him a sheepish smile, “Well Lieutenant… Since the match was a tie, you know what that means?”

“I do… I’m willing to give this a shot, if you are?”

“I am… But don’t expect me to go easy on you… You’re still a pain in my ass.”

You both turn to Soap, watching as a heated blush covers his neck and cheeks.

“So… What do you say, how about we go grab some food, and me and Ghost can figure out some way to make this up to you?”

“You both are going to be the death of me, I fucking swear it.”

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✨Capybara✨

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Black Butler first THEN Ouran Highschool Host Club, after that I fell into a pit known as J. Michael Tatum

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Teasing

XxX

Warning(s): 141 Being unintentional bullies, Mention of burn scars from fire fighting, slight age gap

The One Where:

Pairing: Price x Fem!Reader

A/n: Reader is described as being small both in height and stature but has a past as a firefighter so they're super buff but its hidden under baggy clothes

W/c:

xXx

You grunt as you set your fellow solider down on the ground against the tire of the Humvee. You quickly take a small oxygen tank out of your bag attaching it to his face before grabbing a towel and your canteen of water wiping the ash and cynder off his face. You look back at the burning building you just pulled him out off.

"C'mon, lets get back to the safehouse" Blaze says helping you pick up the new team member and help him into the vehicle.

"Price, are you good to drive?" You ask. You look back seeing the Captain with a half assed bandage around his hand helping his own teammate stand up.

"Sparky help them I'll drive" Blaze says. You nod helping your teammate into the Humvee first before helping Ozone in.

"Get in" You told Price who nods as you climb into the Humvee after Ozone. You glance back at the burning building seeing whatever Shadows were still alive trying to get out as Blaze starts to drive off.

xxx

"You did good out there Sparky" Price says patting your back.

"I'm only as good as my mentor" You told him as you tended to the slice he had on his hand.

"I can't take all the credit, Blaze's known you longer" He said gesturing to your commander who was patching up one of your comrades. You smile shrugging as you caught Blaze's attention.

"Blaze, celebratory drinks after this right?" You asked.

"Of course, that's a stupid question" Blaze chuckles. You smile rolling your eyes as you finish bandaging up Price's hand.

"You're coming with us, no questions asked" You told him.

"Oh I shouldn't, I have my own task force I should get back to" Price said gesturing to the few Bravo Team members he has brought with him for this mission.

"Please, we never get to see eachother John, I'd really like to be able to hangout with you" You begged. John chuckles as he tries to ignore your puppy dog eyes.

"I guess I can go back tomorrow" He said making you cheer. "Ozone, Druid, Scarecrow, you guys can go ahead and head back to the command base, I'll be there tomorrow" Price said.

"You sure Cap?" Ozone asked.

"Yeah, let Ghost know he's in charge of Soap and Gaz though, I don't want 2 am calls of those two getting into petty fights in the commons" Price said making the three other soldiers chuckle as they grab their bags and left. Price smiles softly as he watches you start to take off your tactical gear. "You got out of there without a scratch" He notes.

"I was a fire fighter Price, I know how to dress for occasion and avoid injury, and we both know I'm good at my job" You smile taking your layers of masks and goggles off. When you roll up your sleeves though Price’s eyes move to the notable burn scar on your inner forearm, right over top where you used to have a tattoo. “Okay this was a rookie mistake and not my fault because the uniform Blaze gave me was too big and in the way” You say.

“Oh I believe you” Price chuckles.

“It was one time give me a break, we have the same scar anyways kid” Blaze says his sleeves already rolled up as he patched up his solider.

"I could use someone like you on my team, you know” Price says flexing his hand that you had just bandaged.

"Thanks John, that means a lot to me" You told him as you grabbed a wet wipe wiping your face from its greasepaint and cinder

"I'm serious darling, you know I only want the best of the best" He says.

"You are my best Y/n" Blaze comes up from behind you tossing an arm over your shoulder.

Blaze used to be your captain back when you were both firefighters, if anything he was the one that convinced you to join him in the military, becoming part of the SAS. From there during basic training he had introduced you to Price where you had immediately become attached to the older man.

"What are you trying to get at here?" You smiled looking up at the two older men.

"I'm asking you to join my task force Y/n" John chuckles.

"I'm giving him my blessing" Blaze adds.

"i- are you sure?" You ask taking a seat next to John.

"Sparks, you're my best soldier, and Price only wants the best of the best. As not only your commander, but you're friend, I really think you should do this" Blaze says arms crossed over his chest soft smile on his face.

"I would really mean alot to me if you joined us, be my second lieutenant" Price nudges you softly.

"Let me think about it John, and I'll get back to you," You smile softly resting your head on his shoulder.

xxx

"You better treat them right Price, because I will hunt you down if I need to" Blaze said.

"I know sir"

"Sparky, don't forget you always have a home here, and don't hesitate to let me know if the 141 is giving you a hard time because i will go up there and start handing out cans of ass-whooping" He says making you laugh. Blaze picks you up as he hugs you.

"Price, friendly reminder that I'm ranked higher than you and will kill you and your men if I need to, take care of my kid" Blaze threatens John one more time making you laugh.

"I'm just transferring team Blaze it's not like I'm getting married" You laugh teasingly shoving him away from you.

"Not yet my little Spark" Blaze says patting your head as if you're a child.

"Bye Blaze,” You say loudly at him grabbing John’s arm and dragging him away with your things. “Lets go before he embaresses me anymore" You whisper quietly to Price as you both head to his car. He laughs his hand on your lower back guiding you to his vehicle.

It took you one week to agree to join Price's team, it took less than 24 hours for the transfer to be complete due to Blaze having done all the paperwork for you ahead of time. Price took it upon himself to drive to you to pick you up and take you to the 141 command base. It was only a few hours distance but it still meant alot to you that he went through that effort.

Price set your bags in the back before opening the passenger door for you. He helps you climb into the truck before closing the door.

The ride was filled with mostly small talk, catching up on the few months the two of you had missed apart.

“What do you bring with you that you have so many bags?” Price asked glancing at the backseat.

“I live in the barracks John, I don’t have my own place” You reminded him.

“Still, I thought you were going to go out and look for a place last year?” He said.

“I thought about it but I spend so much time working it’s pretty much pointless, and you know my mother and sisters all pretty much disowned me when I decided to go into ‘a man’s career’ so there’s no point in finding a place close to home since there’s no one to go home to and I pretty much work 365 days a year” You said.

“Well that would explain how you managed to climb the ranks so fast Sparks, I’m proud of you, but I will say when I tell you to take a leave you’re taking it, I don’t care where you go but I want you to take a vacation” He orders making you laugh.

“I’ll only go if you do, seems fair” You tease making him chuckle. You head your arm rested on the center console and smile when John sets his arm next to yours, his pinky linked with yours making you smile down at them before looking out the window.

When the two of you arrived to the 141 Command Base there were a few soldiers outside waiting for Price. Your hand went to the handle to get out of the car until John stops you.

“Don’t you dare open that bloody door” Price scoffs at you making you laugh as you let go of the door handle. You smile as he gets out running around the front opening the door for you helping you out. The truck was fairly high off the ground and your civilian boots didn’t give you the height that your tactical boots did. You watched as the three soldiers that were waiting for Price were whispering to each-other as John helped grab your bags out of the back.

“Y/n these are a few of my men, Sergeants Kyle Garrick and John MacTavish better known as Gaz and Soap, and that is Lieutenant Ghost you’ll meet the rest of the team tomorrow morning along with some privates we’re training” John introduced.

“It’s great to meet you all I’m Lieutenant Y/n L/n but you can call me Sparky” You smiled kindly waving at the group of men who stared at you in shock. Before anyone could say anything Price had dragged you off to show you your room in the barracks.

“Oh they’re definitely shagging” Soap said.

“They have to be, I’ve never seen Price act like that towards anyone, not even his wife when they were still together” Gaz said before the two of them looked over at Ghost.

“I’m not agreeing with you,” Ghost says before he starts to walk off. “But I’m not disagreeing”

xxx

“Stop” You squeak as John laughs holding up a picture out of your reach. The picture was of your college graduation just a few years prior when you had gotten your PhD. John, Blaze, and a few of your friends had attended the ceremony but the picture that you chose to keep framed was of you standing standing with Price his arm around your waist while Blaze stood behind you both like a proud father.

While Blaze and Price weren’t far off in age with each-other Blaze was the protective older brother you always wanted. Price on the other hand, he made you happy.

“I’m just teasing Sparks here” Price chuckles handing you the picture, you flush as you set it down on your desk before taking out another picture setting it on your nightstand. John took a glance and the first picture was of your fire unit back home. He chuckles softly opening your bag of clothes putting them on hangers.

“You really love your teams don’t you?” He asked seeing you also had a picture of your former task force.

“Of course I do, I mean, back with the fire guys, Cap was the best father figure I ever had, and Blaze is like my older brother, they were my first family" You explained. John smiles softly to himself before closing your closet door and shoving the duffle bag under the bed with the rest.

"Well I hope you see the 141 as a family" John says as he sits down at your desk while you sat on the bed falling back.

"This bed is really comfy" You chuckle.

"I'm glad, now get some rest Sparks, I'll meet you down at the field in the morning" John patted your knee his hand lingering for a moment before he go up and left.

xxx

0500 sharp you were out of bed lacing up your boots and grabbing your PT jacket. You made it out to the field no later that 0510 waiting for the soldiers to all get there. You had gotten them all some protein bars and waters just incase along with Tylenol since Price had mentioned that they had recently come back from a mission a few days before you had gotten there and some of the soldiers were still sore.

“There she is, how’d you sleep Sparks” John asked walking up to you a few of his soldiers trailing behind him. You reached an arm up to him since you had been stretching on the ground. John pulled you up tossing an arm around your shoulders.

“Hey, I slept great my room here is so much better than the one I had back at my old base” You said.

“Probably because Price spent a week making changes to it” Gaz quietly whispered to Soap who nodded.

“So Sparky tell us about yourself, why that call sign?” Soap asked.

“I used to be a firefighter” You explained.

“Aren’t you too small to be a firefighter?” Soap teased. You inhaled sharply at the comment but decided to ignore it.

“Hey are those firefighter competitions real?” Gaz asked.

“Yeah, not every district participates on them though, but my Captain was very, exentric so in our case we never missed one” You explained causing both boys to share looks before they started laughing.

“Here’s the rest of the team Sparks” John changed the topic of conversation as he introduced you to the others.

Meeting the team wasn’t as exciting as you thought it would be. First of all, you were the only girl on the 141. Second of all, ontop of being the only girl, not everyone was open to obeying your orders, not when they had big bad Ghost to listen to. Third of all, the teasing, and it wasn’t as much teasing as it was back handed compliments and passive aggressive statements.

As the months passed with you being part of the team you thought things would progress, but it seemed as John was the only person on the team that respected you. But even he was blind to the way everyone treated you.

“You’re not as dumb as you look” Ghost says after you had offered an alternative plan to get out of the building unrecognized by the enemy soldiers.

“I like how you don’t care what people think of you, that’s a nice trait to have” Gaz says after you explained why you had met up with them at the bar looking the way you did.

“I never would’ve pegged you for for a fire fighter even less baseball team in High-school. My guess would’ve been choir or band kid, and I don’t maybe a teacher” Soap said still in disbelief that you used to be a firefighter and part of your high schools baseball team.

Ozone, Druid, and Scarecrow were really the only ones that treated you with the slightest bit of respect only because they worked with you on the field before and have followed your orders. But even they could be a bit insufferable at times.

“What’s going on between you and the Captain, are you two shagging?” Druid asked as he sat with you in the mess hall. You rolled your eyes getting up tossing your meal and heading to John’s office.

“Ya’know I think the only reason Sparky’s even with us is cause she’s sleeping with the Captain” Ozone told Scarecrow.

“You think? I mean she is pretty bad ass” Scarecrow said.

“Yeah but just look at how Cap treats her, he treats her so much more differently than the rest of us” Ozone said.

The straw that broke the camels back was on a mission. A bad one at that.

“Shit! Duck for cover!” John said grabbing you by your vest and pulling you towards him. Everyone nearby ducked as the building exploded and collapsed.

“Are you okay?” You asked him.

“Yeah you?” He asked. You nodded your head as you kept moving.

“We need to rendezvous John I don’t like it here” You told him.

“I know, but we need to catch him Sparks” John said. You nodded your head as you shot down a few soldiers that rounded the corner.

“Price we got a problem, bad one” Soap could be heard over the comms.

“What is it?” Price asked making you stop.

“We have our target, and by we I mean Gaz. He’s trapped inside the burning building with him” Soap says causing you and John to look at the building that was on fire and on the verge of collapsing.

“Sparks” John says. You sigh heavily dropping your head.

“Toad, Archer I’m gonna make a run for it, cover me” You ordered hearing both men reply with ‘Yes ma’am’

“With all due respect Sparky I don’t think you’re gonna be able to get them” Soap starts coughing clearly indicating he’s probably in the mess trying to help.

“I’ve got the target but I can’t find Gaz” Ghost says coughing over the comms.

“Both of you get out of there now, that’s an order” You tell over the comms.

“C’mon Sparks, can’t be too *cough* bad, we’ve done worse things before” Soap chuckles.

“God damnit Soap I’m your fucking Lieutenant so you follow my god damn orders, I want you out of there now, the same goes for Ghost” You yell. You stop in your tracks as you see a portion of the building start to collapse.

“Sparks we-”

“That’s an order Soap” Price cut him off.

Once you made it you spring into action. You take off your backpack grabbing your ropes attaching them to your waist, clipping your axe to your thigh. You take out a few oxygen tanks setting them up before placing your gas mask over your face and going in.

Soap is the first person you find since he was on his way out.

“Go, there’s an oxygen tank waiting for you outside” You told him. He nods as he makes his way out finding Price outside with Druid. Price immediately slaps the mask over his face turning on the tank.

“Ghost! Gaz!” You call out.

“Over ‘ere” Ghost coughs. He has the target who’s already passed out. You climb over some fallen beams getting to him.

“Can you walk?” You asked.

“Yeah” he says. You grab the target with ease tossing him over your shoulder. You grab the Axe breaking the beam you had jumped over after making sure it couldn’t cause anymore damage and help Ghost out of the building.

You set the target down on the ground grabbing an oxygen tank putting it over his face. Soap takes off his mask handing it to Ghost who slightly lifts his balaclava so he can breath.

“I found our target at the bottom of some broken stairs” Ghost says. You nod your head.

“I’m going back in” You said going into your backpack pulling out a fire hydrant.

“You go in missions with all this in your bag all the time?” Soap asked.

“I was a fire fighter for 8 years, I’ll be damned if I’m not prepared for something like this” you said.

“Y/n!” John calls out before you run back into the burning building.

“Yeah?”

“Please be safe” He begs. You simply nod your head running inside calling out for Gaz. After sweeping the downstairs you see a flight of stairs that have toppled over. You climb up the stairs using the rope for support making your way to the second floor.

“Gaz!” You yell finding him by the window passed out. You kneel at his side taking off your gas mask slipping it on over his face. Your break the window looking out. “I have him, I’m sending him down” You said causing the rest of the 141 to nod, the ones that hadn’t made it to the rendezvous point had met up there after reassuring they they had taken down the rest of the enemy soldiers.

“Sparky?” Gaz said as he slowly regained consciousness.

“I got you big guy” You said lifting him up as if he weighs nothing. You helped him out of the broken window and slowly lowered him to the ground. Right as you were about to untie the rope from yourself to go ahead and jump out since the height wasn’t that far, the floor below you breaks.

“Y/n!” You hear John scream. You scream as below you is a fire just inches away from you. You cough as you pull yourself upright looking at where th floor was once above you.

“I’m alright!” You yell out as you cough again. Looking around you you start to climb the rope. You find your axe and fire hydrant not too far away from the edge of the hole.

“Keep the rope attached to Gaz, it’s the only thing keeping her out of the fire” Price orders. They all nod as they start attending to Gaz.

“Captain, we have a problem” Soap says taking the gas mask off of Gaz, it was the same one you were wearing. He slips the oxygen mask over the soldiers face.

“That’s not our only issue” Ghost says looking up at the window we’re the glass shards still attached to the frame we’re cutting into the rope due to your movements on the other side.

“Y/n get out of there!” Price yells into the burning building. When you didn’t respond he starts to worry. “Bloody hell, give me that” Price says taking the gas mask from Soap. He goes into your backpack in hopes of finding something to help him save you but grunts when he comes up empty. Price throws all common sense out the window as he runs into the burning building.

“Sparks!” He yells. He hisses when he gets too close to a fire his arm getting slightly burned.

“John” You croak back. He looks over and last the burning flames seeing you hanging between the first and second floor, holding onto the rope and what’s left of the second floor for dear life.

“I got you Sparks don’t worry” John says as he starts making his way towards the stairs.

“No it’s too dangerous, get out” You shout back as your lungs start to fill up with smoke.

“I’m not leaving you here Sparks” John shouts back as he jumps over the hole on the stairs his foot briefly getting stuck after creating another hole. He quickly scrambled up the stairs as they collapsed behind him. Without thinking he runs over to you stopping when you shoo him away.

“The floor’s becoming fragile get out of here before we’re both stuck” You cough.

“Y/n your rope is about to snap and that floor is about as stable as Ghost’s mental health, I’m not leaving you here” Price says. He looks around the room before finding some books. “I’m going to try to hit the fire hydrant towards you, think you can grab it?” He asked. You nod your head adjusting your grip before reaching forward for the hydrant. Price slides the first book across the floor, missing the hydrant but hitting the axe. You watch as it misses you but falls into the fire below.

“Damnit John that was my good axe” You complain.

“Sorry darling, it was in the way” John says before sliding the second book. John almost cries when he hits the fire hydrant but instead of going towards you it falls to its side and starts to roll off the edge of the flooring. “Y/n!” he yells when you let go of the floor reaching for the hydrant. Your body drops causing the force of your weight to snap the rope. John runs to where you were holding onto the broken wall for support as he looks into the hole on the floor. You’re on the ground spraying the fire around you and yourself in the process due to your clothing starting to burn. John sighs in relief as he slowly jumps down the hole to the first floor.

“Are you okay?” He asked taking off the gas mask putting it on your face.

“Yeah” You say slowly getting up. You check yourself seeing that while you had a few burns in your clothes you were fine. You and John walk out of the building seeing the target was now awake along with Gaz.

“Let’s get going” Price says as you start to pack up your bag with the exception of the two oxygen tanks.

“You won’t leave” The target mumbles.

“I just saved your ass so shut the fuck up” You growl at him.

Before anything else could be said, you felt a jabbing pain right on your lower back. Making you double over in pain. Gaz and Soap both copy your movements as they both get shot as well.

“Sparks” John as he pulled you off the the side the rest of the task force doing the same.

“I got it, I got it” You said pulling out two hand guns and your goggles. The team watches as you step out from the hiding spot and start to shoot, you earn yourself another bullet which causes John to cringe as he grabs his rifle. He stands behind you taking out the last couple of guys.

You sigh heavily leaning back on him his arm going around your waist.

“Can we please get out of here before my adrenaline goes down” You sigh heavily.

It took nearly an hour to get to the RV point due to most of the task force member having injuries and trouble breathing.

When you all got there, the teasing began again and you were finally fed up.

“I refuse to believe little ole’ Sparky actually pulled you all out of a burning building”

“You’re so small, how the hell did you carry a man twice your size out of there”

“Got yourself shot twice In the process how the hell did you even do that”

“That’s enough!” Price barks at them. He looks over at you noticing your adrenaline hasn’t gone down yet, only being fueled by your annoyance and anger.

“There goes Captain again defending his girl” You hear one soldier whisper to another, low enough that Price doesn’t catch it. You finally snap as you stand up from leaning against the nearest wall walking up to the soldier that towered over you.

“So what?” You say catching him off guard.

“Come again ma’am?” The solider says suddenly nervous he’s being put on the spot.

“No no, don’t start with formalities go ahead, say what you’ve been saying for the past year I’ve been with you all. Think I don’t hear your taunts and whispers? Go ahead, say that I’m too small, or too inexperienced, I’ll never be as good a Lieutenant as Ghost, I’m not smart enough to be here, I’m not big and bad like the rest of you, I’m Captain Price’s little whore, his toy and the only reason I’m standing here right now is cause we’re fucking” You said finally confronting the entirety of the 141. The men all got silent causing you to bitterly chuckle. “Now you all want to be quiet, good to know the kind of men you all are” You say as you start to load into the trucks.

Price sighs heavily telling everyone to load up. He climbs into the back of one of the trucks seeing you tending to your wounds. He’s in shock on how your adrenaline still hasn’t worn down.

“Can I?” He asked reaching out for the tweezers. You sigh heavily handing them to him. Gaz, Soap, Ghost, Druid, and the target are all loaded in behind you. Your target has a bag over his head and you had tranquilized him.

You watch as Scarecrow and Ozone get in the driver and passenger seat the rest of the team loading up on the other trucks. Due to your years as a firefighter you also had medical experience so you slowly and quietly coach John through the proper treatment of a bullet hole so you wouldn’t take up space in the infirmary at base.

“How about your back?” John asked as he finished bandaging your shoulder to your liking.

You hold up the bullet you carved out of your vest, “Another one for the collection” You joke. John chuckles as he sits himself next to you a hand placed on your thigh. A silence with tension unknown to you and John was made. Soap was the one that decided to break it.

“We’re sorry Sparky” He said. You look over at him watching him take off the oxygen mask giving it to Gaz to put it to his face. From the corner of your eye you arch Ghost drop his balaclava slipping the oxygen mask over the targets face.

“Go on” You said your voice becoming cold.

“We didn’t realize a lot what we said was bothering you, I mean we’re so used to the task force being all men and usually we like to tease the newbies but I guess we forgot that you’re not new” Soap says.

“That’s a shit apology Soap, don’t make excuses, I should write you up for the shit you all pulled” John said his voice harsh with his soldiers.

“I think what Soap is trying to say is that we felt excluded. Obviously we’ve worked by Price’s side for years and he’s been an amazing leader and friend to us. Then suddenly when you come around it’s all about you. We all got in our heads and started believing the rumors going on about you two so we just subconsciously started trying to hurt you” Gaz says handing the oxygen mask back to Soap.

“I’m a soldier to him just like the rest of you, the only reason John and I have a closer connection is cause he’s been with me since I was in basic training. He and my former commander Blaze were the only people to show up to graduation due to my family pretty much disowning me when I chose more masculine line of career” You explain.

“I don’t think that’s what they mean Darling” John sighs heavily. You look at him confused as he leans over his face in his hands.

“You know when my wife and I split up I was a mess,” He started. “I had to take a months leave to get my shit together and darling, you had no reason to be there for me and help me but you told Blaze you’ll be damned if you let me fall into a pit of depression on my own” He said.

“Sparky we’re sorry about the rumors but there is a reason we thought you and the Captain were sleeping together” Ozone said from the front.

“Yeah he treated you differently than he treated the rest of us, but Sparky, the man looks at you and follows you around like a lovesick puppy” Gaz says.

“Okay that’s enough I think she gets it” Price says causing the other men to chuckle. You smile leaning forward taking John’s hat off running your hands through his hair.

“Fuck you, I owe Blaze 50 pounds” You giggle.

“Excuse me?” John says.

“Before I came here he had bet me 50 pounds that part of the reason you wanted me on the task force was because you have a crush on me” You smile

“He wasn’t entirely wrong, but you are amazing darling, I mean you just saved my best men from a burning building, and I guess that bloody asshole too” Price said gesturing to the target who had his head thrown back on the wall drool falling from his lips.

“Is he going to be okay?” Soap asked.

“I think I injected him with enough tranq to take out a full grown horse,” You said. “He’ll be okay, I’d say one day in the infirmary and he should be okay for interrogation” Ghost nods his head taking the oxygen mask dropping the bottom half of the bag before lifting his own mask to breath again.

“Back to the topic on hand, we’re sorry Sparky, and thank you so much for saving our arses even though we’ve been horrible to you since you got here” Soap says all eyes landing on Ghost who hadn’t spoken a word since you saved him.

But the silent nod he gave you was enough for you to smile and accept their apologies. You grab the first aid kit as you move over tending to Soap and Gaz’s wounds.

“You know there’s not much I can say about Ghost but I hope you all know I’m in charge of PT this weekend, and I am petty enough to hold grudges even though I forgive you all” You smile wickedly as you bandage up Gaz since he only got grazed by the bullet on his leg.

“Oh we doubt your training can be worse than Ghost, he’s ruthless” Soap says earning him a glare from you that made him shut up. As you finish patching him up you take your seat next to John again.

“Ghost I expect you to follow Lieutenant Spark’s training this weekend, and if I hear a single complaint from any of you you’ll be on cleaning duty for a month” Price orders. The sound of Ghost hitting his head against the wall of the vehicle was enough satisfaction for you. You rest your hand atop John’s that was on your thigh again. You side eye him with a smile on your face as you link your fingers with his.

“Darling” John whispered to you.

“Yes dear?” You smile cheekily causing John to chuckle and turn pink.

“Did any of my comments ever bother you?” He asked.

“John, you’re the only man on this earth that can tease me and won’t get their head blown off” You said.

“Tease you- you say” John smirks.

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