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Something something

Gaz notices that Simon gives any tailgate on a truck a wide margin of space. Whilst simultaneously glaring at it one day while they’re piling in to go run an errand.

Gaz: why’re you suddenly scared of tailgates

Soap: *immediately hand over face trying so hard not to laugh* he’s beefing with them, let’s just say one smacked him in the junk recently. And I had to put myself in the corner cause I couldn’t stop laughing.

Simon: I thought I was going to lose my dick which would’ve effected you Johnny. And I look over and your gremlin ass just losing it in the corner.

Gaz: please tell me you filmed it

Soap: *way too quickly* 1mill views on TikTok bitch

Price: *hand over face but looking incase he needs to stop a murder* I love you idiots so much

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rolling rolling rolling

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Technically true.

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anime_irl

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just some happy ghoap :)

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So what if my sister rewatched into the spiderverse and it's a big ass obsession of mine? At least I'm contained (for now) and instead of falling back into writing for Hobie and earth-42 Miles I wrote about spiderman with our fav military men! :)

The task force 141 is surprised when it happens. See, they're military, they work for the government, it shouldn't be surprising, but they still are taken aback when Price receives a new mission plan and with it, a memo that they'll be working with a superhero.

They all frown at it, some more than others, Gaz ends up curious about who it could be, Soap is pretty okay with it, respecting hero's work as something needed. Price and Ghost are a bit more hesitant. Why need a hero? They're an elite task force, they can handle their missions just fine without any super power.

Eventually, Price gets notified that you're arriving. And they go out to welcome you. They're totally expecting someone big and strong, maybe Captain Britain kind of strong. What they don't expect is to see you.

You're masked, obviously, but that's not weird, what's weird is that you're not strong. You have muscle, and its not exactly like them; not to mention the fact that you look younger than any of them. Your spandex suit hugging your frame tightly enough they have an idea of how weak and young you are.

You cross your arms and chuckle, walking up to them. Being a spider-hero wasn't always easy, and really, you were now assigned to work with the military on your summer break? You barely managed college with hero life, now you're also forced to work in the military, great.

"Hey. Nice meeting you guys. I get it you already know me"

You say charismatically, stretching a hand, which John takes politely, still eyeing your frame and wondering how you'd help them at all. Johnny also takes your hand, smiling and talking about being fun to work with a hero.

You eventually get your bag and walk with them to the barracks. They're all curiously side eyeing you as you carry a duffle bag that's definitely big even for them, but you don't even break a sweat. They ask questions, like how it would work for you to have your identity hidden while in base, and you explain that as long as you didn't show your face to any other soldier, it was fine. And that if they see you, they're bound to not say anything by contract.

When you get to your room, you throw your duffle back on the ground, stretching — they're totally not eyeing your ass as you do it — and taking out a jacket, loose pants and shoes to put over your spandex suit. You couldn't use those while around the government officials, but wearing a tight spandex around military men wasn't exactly comfortable for you.

Soon enough you're walking around the base with them before going to mess hall to eat. You stare at the military food in front of you and sigh, once again trying to remember why this was a good idea.

You pull your mask up just enough to eat, mirroring Ghost with his mask. While they're still unsure about you, you did make some fun quips here and there that had Soap laughing, and it was comical to see the sheer size difference between you and the team.

Eventually, they got used to you around base. You mostly just used your mask, ditching the spandex suit, leaving it for when you really were on the field, and just using normal day to day clothes. You go around adapting your usual routine to this military ground, hitting the gym, finding yourself humming as you rummage the military tech for your own future upgrades, helping Price with paperwork you can do, just doing whatever.

And the guys? They get..confused. See, they knew you were a superhero, they saw news about you, all that. But seeing you just be so human around them? Better yet, an attractive human? Ghost is stumbling over his weights when he sees you lift triple your body weight, Gaz is going blank as he watches you stretch and do whatever gymnastics you do to make sure you don't strain anything while webbing around, Soap is handling barely concealed attraction at hearing you nerd out about explosives and military tech.

Even Price is humming in appreciation as he sees you casually discuss mission plans with him, something about your smart mouth and forethought have him murmuring praises at you that he knows leaves this college-age hero all flustered and giggling.

And when they see you in action? How you're strong and fast and capable? They're swooning, hard. Hey, you were attractive, fun, smart, and a good ass asset. Can't really blame them.

And if they end up catching your face while they were on the safehouse and you gave up in hidding your identity? They're going crazy, up the walls. What do you mean the attractive hero they're working with also is pretty? And has piercings/glasses/any physical trait? They're trembling from holding back on jumping your bones when you brush a hand though your messy, sweaty hair as you go over your tech, frowning as you concentrate.

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I know for a fact Soap sleeps with some sort of white noise. (drowns out the sound of his tinnitus)

I also know that he flinches like a crazed man when his tinnitus kicks up suddenly from background buzz to loud af ringing and he can't hear anything else for like 15 secs.

He grumps about his ear "not feeling right" for the rest of the night meanwhile his partner is subjected to cuddles and the incessant pouting until he finally falls asleep. (honk shoo mimimimi)

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This is the hug i had stuck in my head, i really like how it turned out. Ghost deserves all the hugs from Soap <3

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Timelapse of my painting, "Loaf"!

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lonely simon 'ghost' riley/lonely reader

you, who grew up being everyone's friend, but nobody's first choice. people have always politely tolerated you, nothing more. there are no new messages on your phone when you return from month-long deployments. you can't really remember celebrating your birthday outside of drinking at dingy bars with your colleagues. but there is not much to do apart from take all of it. smile until the corners of your lips ache from the strain, go to sleep in a cold room, sit just outside of the little circle that your friends make when they talk. you suffocate in the loneliness, but you'll say that there's it's the only way you can breathe.

but simon notices. it's all he does, considering the vacancies in his life. he's more acqainted with isolation than you are, so much so that it has woven itself into the fibres of his soul- irreplaceable, irremoveable. it would unravel him if the threads were plucked out. he is solitary, not because he has no choice, but because he choses to be. so why does he hate that seclusion when he sees it on you? you don't think you are seen, sitting one of the emptier corners of the room, but you are the first person he looks for in every new place he enters, every corner he attends. simon knows your name, even though you barely know his- and it is the most company he can offer before he has to stop himself, even in spite of the pinprick discomfort that pains all the wrong parts of his head and chest when he sees you alone. because he doesn't want anyone else to make a new hole in his heart, does not want anyone to try intefere in the cavity that johnny had left. a monument in his head that will be left untouched by time, by everyone else, by the other memories that have left their marks on his body.

but one day, simon sees you in the infirmary. bandages tight around your wounds, glass of water on the table still undrunken. the singular plastic chair next to your bed is painfully empty, and he decides that the right time to fill it is now. now, more than ever, because you are bearly breathing because without having someone to lean on, you may not be able to walk again.

you wake up to gloved fingers intertwined with your own.

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he's so Nobody Home by Pink Floyd

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Glass frog!reader who shows the guys your favourite party trick. Holding a flashlight to the small of your back, shirt lifted just enough to show off your stomach.

Soap nearly chokes when your muscles tense and your skin becomes fucking see-through. Your organs a bit transparent too, they can literally see the way your organs twitch and blood pumps through your veins. It's so cool, and all soap can think about is if he could see his dick inside of you through the skin.

Ghost, with less social inhabitantions than soap, asks bluntly "ye ever been fucked like that?"

And you?? Actually answer?? Laughing while you pull out your phone "tried it a few times but it freaks guys out, here I have a photo and-"

The photo is of you sitting on a bright blue dildo, generous in size and pressing against your walls in a way that the blue peeks through the translucent skin. It's absolutely sinful. All the guys can think about for the rest of the night is what they'd look like inside you. Maybe they could convince you to let them stuff you with cum. Holding a light up to see it inside you?