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ghouljams · 9 months

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Cowboy!Soap picks up a barn cat, or something like one...

We’re taking a break from the Fae for a bit so I can write cowboys. Oc talk is still open! But my inbox is all fae!Price and it was making me a little sad for the cowboys. I miss my favorite boys :’(

You’re having an exceedingly difficult time avoiding one Sergeant MacTavish. It feels like he’s everywhere. You duck behind a shelf in the grocery store, clutching an armful of canned goods close to your chest. Somewhere around here your roommate has the cart, and you can’t reach your phone to send out an SOS. There’s no way you can wander aimlessly to look for them either without Soap catching you. Soap, Soap, Soap, you’re trying to drill the nickname into your head. Anything but Johnny, not when saying it makes him look at you like- Soap, you are calling him Soap from now on and that’s final.

No! You’re not calling him anything! You’re not thinking about him, you’re not talking to him, you’re certainly not calling him, and you’re not hiding from him. This is just a man goddammit, you can handle men. Hell, you’ve never met a man that wasn’t more scared of you than you were of him. So there’s no reason to- You peak out of the aisle to check if the coast is clear.

“What’re we hiding from?” Soap whispers behind you. You jump and spin to face him, doing your best to calm your heart down from the startle response. You didn’t even hear him coming.

“I’m not hiding from anything,” You lie. Soap raises a brow with a smile that says he doesn’t buy it for a second. He looks around you and out at the rest of the store.

“You see an ex-boyfriend or something? Want me to pretend we’re a thing, make him jealous?” He sounds far too eager at the prospect.

“I’m a nun,” You sternly remind him, “and again, not hiding.”

“Too bad,” He hums. You’ve noticed Soap has a habit of standing close, especially when you have nowhere to go to get away from him. You’re crowded against the store shelf, close enough you can smell the sweat on his skin. You can see the start of a sunburn on his cheeks, your fingers itch to feel if the back of his neck is warm. He needs a hat if he’s going to be out in the sun all day, something to make him look like a proper cowboy. You’re starting to notice his smile getting bigger, you wonder what that’s about.

“What?”

“Nothin’ just wondering if all nuns stare as much as you lot do.” You blink up at his shit eating grin, you refuse to give him the satisfaction of looking away. You’re not sure if that’s the right call, with how happy he seems to have you staring.

“Did you steal my keys?” You change the subject, unwilling to entertain his flirting. You’re not flirting. Soap, Soap, Soap, you drill again.

“Might’ve picked them up, was wondering why they weren’t workin’.” He tugs your keys from his pocket and holds them up in front of you. You eye the keys, wondering if he’s been carrying them around in the hopes of striking up a conversation since he stole them. It’s sort of annoying that he seems to have a brain in that pretty head of his.

“Stealing is a sin you know,” You narrow your eyes at him. Somehow the nun angle never seems to work on him, maybe you just haven’t found the right button. Usually you can send overly friendly men running with a few careful words about sin or the lord.

“Then it’s a good thing I found you,” Soap shifts his weight, leaning closer with the movement, “think you can help absolve me?” His voice is low and deep, the warmth of him seems to seep into you over the chill of the store’s a/c.

“You’re lucky I have my hands full,” You threaten, shifting the cans in your arms. You wonder if it’ll be terribly noisy just to drop them, grab your keys, maybe smack Soap for good measure…

He shakes his head, tongue darting to wet his lips before his teeth catch on his smile, “Why d’you think I’m talkin’ to ya’, bonnie?”

Something small and shivery rushes down your spine knowing he’s purposefully trapped you. Cocksure bastard, thinking he can get the upper hand on you. Actually maybe you’re more angry it’s worked so well, kept you talking to him so long. You sidestep out from under his shadow and turn away from him to find your roommate. You’re sure they must be wondering where you are. It’s more than a little annoying to hear Soap following you.

“Don’t you have anyone else to annoy?” You grit out, not bothering to look over your shoulder when you can feel him close by.

“Not for another hour,” He hums. You can hear him spinning your keys between his fingers as you glance down aisles. It’s not a huge store, it shouldn't be this hard to find the only other nun in here. “You collecting for a can drive?” John- Soap asks.

“I’m setting up a free pantry.” You spot your roommate and start down the aisle trying to catch their attention.

“Thought you said you were mean,” You can almost feel the smug expression on his stupid face. You clench your jaw, hoping the ache of it will be enough to make you shut up. Do not rise to his bait.

“I am mean.” God Dammit.

“I can tell.”

Your roommate finally spots you and maneuvers the cart close enough you can drop your canned goods in. They smile brightly at Soap. You turn and try to swipe your keys from him. He holds them up out of your reach. You don’t bother humiliating yourself trying to jump for them, choosing instead to balk at the absolutely childish behavior as Soap greets your roommate.

“Hot out,” He says, as if he could just be making polite conversation. You turn to look at your roommate, give them a wide eyed shake of your head, warning them not to engage.

“Yeah it’s-” They give you a confused look before turning their attention to Soap, “-pretty hot, but what do you expect this time of year?”

“Don’t know how you’re runnin’ around in black, ah ken hardly step outside wi’out sweatin’.” Your roommate actually laughs. Betrayal. You are going to make them pay for this later.

“It’s not too bad, the skirts are actually shorter for the summer, lighter too.” They lift their skirt a little to show the difference in length. You’re sure a half intelligent man would know normal nuns don’t really have uniform adjustments.

“That so?” Soap almost sounds interested. You’re not particularly a fan of being ignored. Soap tips his head to look at your kit, and you take the opportunity to stomp on his foot. Instead of… whatever you’d been hoping for as a reaction, his arm hooks around your waist tight and lifts you out of stomping distance. You waste no time kicking up a fuss in his hold.

“Let go,” You kick your legs, try to elbow him somewhere that’ll hurt, “Put me down Johnny I’m warning you.”

“Ah told ya lass, bigger an’ meaner than you have tried to scare me off,” His voice purrs in your ear making your breath hitch, “Ya gotta try harder than givin’ me a little attitude.”

“Attitude!?” You yell. Attitude? You’re a grown ass- You haven’t had someone tell you not to give them attitude since you lived with your parents! Where the hell does he get off?

“So you got somethin’ heavier for the winter then?” Johnny asks, as if you aren’t still struggling against his hold. Your roommate gives you a look of almost concern, almost pity.

“No,” they say slowly, assessing the situation and deeming it not an immediate problem, “No it doesn’t get too cold in these parts, so we don’t need anything too heavy.”

“You fucking traitor,” You hiss at them, trying to aim for Johnny’s shins. Surprisingly it doesn’t work too well. You wonder if he’s made of stone or if you even were hitting him hard enough to hurt.

“Be nice to your friend,” He tells you.

“Eat shit.” You attempt to elbow him in his stupid pretty face.

“This is actually pretty par for them,” Your roommate tells him. You can feel Johnny hum against your back. It makes you freeze, you don’t know how you didn’t realize the wall against your back was just him. Solid unyielding muscle keeping you pinned.

“They get picked up often?” You can feel the rumble of his voice, it sends chills over your skin. Your fingers are tight on his arm, just holding, where you’d previously been trying to pry yourself loose. Blood is rushing in your ears. God he’s holding you with just a single powerful arm and you can’t even hear a strain in his voice.

“Fuck no,” You roommate snorts, “S’like pickin’ up a feral cat.”

Johnny hums, and you feel yourself blink slowly against the heat blooming on your cheeks as he speaks in your ear again, “Doesn’t seem so bad ta me.”

“Please put me down,” You try a more diplomatic approach. You’re starting to worry if he holds onto you any longer he might try to walk out with you.

“Good girl,” He whispers and you have to work to suppress the shudder it sends through you as he finally puts you back on the ground. You move over to your roommate as quickly as you can without looking like you’re running from the man that just set you down.

“We’ll see you later Soap,” Your roommate says with a smile, “We could always use more help in the garden.”

“Just tell me when and I’ll be there,” Johnny tosses you your keys, and you fumble to catch them, “Always a pleasure seein’ you Moon.” You’re sure for him it is, you’re trying to hold on to other opinions. You let your roommate steer you both away.

“You called him Johnny again,” They remind you oh so kindly.

“When?”

“Pretty much as soon as he picked you up.”

“Shit,” You swear, “That’s bad.”

“It’s pretty bad,” They agree. You’re sure that’ll come back and bite you in the ass later.

#Cowboy!Soap #oc: Moon #wow been a while since we heard from these two #johnny soap mactavish x reader #johnny soap mactavish #john soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish x oc #soap x oc #soap x reader #x oc #f!reader #f!oc #God I missed them #Soap is so smitten with his feral nun #Watch out Soap she can and will make your life hell #cowboy!141

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doctorwhoisadhd · 4 months

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oh you KNOW tosh showed up at the hub again and the SECOND she got ianto owen and gwen alone in a room without jack she was spilling the beans on everything that happened & that jack told her in 1941

#captain jack harkness #jack harkness #torchwood #toshiko sato #doctor who #ari opinion hour #some bonff #GOD i would have loved to see that #tosh like YALL JACK FINALLY TOLD ME STUFF #shes like HE SAID HE SERVED IN THE WAR IN 1941. HE LITERALLY SAID 'i cant explain'. HE STOLE A GUYS IDENTITY BC HE WAS A CON MAN #and you KNOW gwens like Wait there was an american jack harkness who went missing in 1941 #and theyre all like freaking out because they finally know something about him #what i wonder is do they figure out the time travel part or are they just like So he definitely came thru the rift right

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pup-pee · 5 months

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IVE CATCHED THEM ALL

my camera washed them out a lot BUT MY PRINTER DID IT 1ST i h8 cmsmth smth printing

I SWEAR THEY LOOK WAY BETTER IRL LOL how tf do ppl take photos im not a photographer aaaaa

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kelvingemstone · 2 months

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always thinking about young cersei lannister in casterly rock! the walls the same colour as her hair. her eyes the same colour as the hangings on the walls. her golden lannister mother dead and the only people left her golden lannister family. the bards playing the rains of castamere every other month under her windows. the crest embroidered into her clothes and stamped into the doors and engraved into the pommels of her guards. the sandstone building up on the hill looking down at its people and sandstone cersei never emerging from it -- golden bird in golden cage becoming golden cage...her blood the same colour as her house!!!!

#got #asoiaf #cersei lannister #having a lot of feelings about her out of nowhere #i just knooooow she's on that jes chastain in crimson peak shit #i just Know tywin had mirrors everywhere in her quarters. i know that the house was made so that it reflected the children back at them but #jaime was always in the training yard and tyrion was never the correct reflection so all that was left was her!#and why should she not think of herself as heir then!!! she was the only one there!!!!#of Course she hates tyrion. she could never fit him in! tywin would never have allowed it #god its so funnnnnn. miss herrrr

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yusuke-of-valla · 1 month

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The thing about mean rivals is that like there's kinda a reason we stop having them the second the plots started getting world-ending in scope and that's because you do not have time to deal with some whiny asshole who you've beaten over and over again's shit when a space chinchilla is about to suffocate everyone in the region

Like if they're a dick to you the entire way through they quickly become all bark and no bite because narratively they're going to keep losing to you, and again progressively destroying the ego of a small child is second to whatever this year's eldritch abomination is (and if they went so far as to help the eldritch abomination it raises questions about why they're friendly enough to battle you in the post game).

So like. It's simpler if they're just nice? And have arcs where the fact that they keep losing to you is the point? Your rival isn't the final boss anymore you don't have to build up to finally being able to defeat them for good (except not really) (I guess Hau in USUM arguably but LBR the final boss is Ultra Necrozma)

Like I guess I get annoyed when people don't acknowledge there's a point to how the rivals have been handled since gen 3. You don't have to like it per se but there's a reason the rivals are like this and it's not just the devs don't want to upset little kids.

The fact that the adults care about your safety on the other hand...

#I'd have to go play through it properly but like. the plot of Gen I is really weak and for narrative sake I think we should not be holding #ourselves to its tropes #(i don't say this to be disparaging to Gen I I respect those games so much #I mostly say it to like make a point)#also like the rivals didn't start exclusively choosing the Pokémon weaker than you until the one stronger than you showed up elsewhere #what's more intimidating Kukui and Leon having the stronger starter or the weaker one?#meanwhile Hop and Nemona are like. explicitly going easy on you. Nemona was about to waste you with her champion level team like a Pokémon #player stumbling across a bug catcher they missed while having god in their party #yeah of course when clavell points that out she chooses the weaker starter #Hop also has two Pokémon on you and is not ready for you to be as good as you are that's why he takes losing so hard later #he's being cocky #ANYWAY THIS HAS BEEN YOUR SEMI MONTHLY ALTO RANT ABOUT CERTAIN POKÉMON FANS #Pokemon

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dark-elf-writes · 15 days

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Was thinking about eleven year old Fawn Spots Harry and made myself laugh because he would be so angry that technology doesn’t work at Hogwarts.

Full on “What do you mean Olympus has cell service and the middle of Scotland doesn’t?! It’s not even the same plane of fucking existence and calls aren’t even long distance!” Little man has not been more than a phone call away from his family since he was adopted and he is not coping well, but beyond that the lack of online databases, easy way to compile notes and write the eight million essays they’re assigned, and actual entertainment that isn’t ’dangerous flying dodgeball’ (which he does love tbh but still not everyone does) would drive him up the wall. Fuck the lack of things like highlighters and binders would piss him off.

He would show up with a spiral notebook and a mechanical pencil and a pureblood child would pass out from shock. He writes his family constantly begging for any and all stationary they can send. He uses breaks to type up last term’s notes and introduces the first final study guide in Times New Roman into Hogwarts and makes a killing off of selling them. The older pureblood students beg on bended knee for help making their own and the muggleborns realize oh shit they can corner the market per year and subject. Harry will drag Hogwarts into the modern age if he has to do so kicking and screaming.

#the elf talks #harry potter #fawn spots au #Hermione sees him pull out a folder and immediately writes home because god dammit she misses her trapper keeper #the muggleborns all have an underground meme market and everyone else is so confuse #Dean sending those flying notes to Rick Roll other muggle raised students and being so damn smug about it #he took a whole summer to learn how to draw Rick astley from memory just for this #the twins see the psychic damage this does and help him charm it to play the song too #Hogwarts becomes a lot more chaotic in the 2000’s #Percy is the one to figure out how to get tech to work around magic #purebloods are sheltered Victorian children and Harry will find a way to put one in a coma by playing WAP

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