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can I draw with my foot

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can I draw with my foot

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"💀: You can't be taking photos in the middle of training, Johnny.

🧼: ofc i can! see?"

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I like assigning each cod characters or ships to blogs (mutuals or not) so anytime I see anything like Addler I go, ah [person] would love this post

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having an online persona is kind of funny bc you post abt something like twice and suddenly that’s the only thing ur known for...u post about cheese a couple times and suddenly ur the cheese mutual

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International Kissing Day! 💗with 💀🌹 GhostJade 💀🌹

Been a long time since I drew this two lovebirds~ Hope you love it!

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If you slice apples and soaked them in a lil bit of water, lemon juice, and sugar. They stop oxidizing and depending how you mix it, they can taste like candy. 😘 From one friend suffering in the heat to another.

writing that down...

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may have underestimated my hunger level WHEEZE

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Happy pride month.

The second member of the 141 is joining Gaz (click to see him) to celebrate Pride month! The captain himself sewed the letters onto the flag. Oldschool.

Soap is still handcrafting his costume. He and Ghost will join in later.

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Old gays aren't repressed, some are just stuck in survival mode. Discretion was necessary to avoid the consequences of a hostile society.

Imagine a repressed Nikolai who doesn't show affection in public. Who maintains a distance between himself and John because his mind is still in the late eighties, the nineties, when men like him were dying alone of a seemingly untreatable disease, rotting in prisons, getting beaten to death, their bodies thrown into rivers.

He still walks in circles where his sexuality would be a problem. He spends so much time in countries where his love would be a crime worthy of the death penalty. So, it takes him a while to adjust. A few years of John respecting his boundaries, his needs, before Nik finally takes his first shakey step towards liberating his mind from the past.

Perhaps it's corny, but it'll happen in June. They'll be heading home on the tube. They were celebrating their third anniversary at a fancy restaurant; nice wine, a good meal. Nik realised as he listened to one of John's squaddie stories that he would spend the rest of his life with one brilliant Englishman and his scruffy facial hair. But how did you communicate such a thing?

They pass a loud group of young queer kids in the ticket hall; early twenties, draped in flags and face paint. They're so happy and Nik watches them take photos, hug each other, sing Madonna in off key fits and starts, as one tries to interpret the tube map. Another pulls him away and they kiss. Nik sees it; the love in the way they hold hands, the passion of the kiss. It's so easy for them. So free.

He doesn't realise he's staring until two of the women raise their eyebrows at him. He looks away quickly and jogs a little to catch up with John, walking at his side as he glances down at his hand. Maybe... An indulgence. Perhaps it was fine. Safe. For now. Today, in London, with rainbows on Oxford Street and a train painted with the progress flag rolling into the station. The fight is not over, but enough battles have been won that there are peaceful moments to love openly and without fear.

Moments like this.

Nik reaches out and takes John's hand, little finger hooking first, and then the rest, winding through his. John squeezes back and Nik's heart skips. He studies their hands clasped together - rough, big, a little broken and crooked - and then glances up at the side of John's face. He's smiling. His hair is longer, fluffy and unkempt, framing the crinkled corners of his blue eyes. He's beautiful. John Price. So beautiful.

Nik pulls him close and kisses him, free hand cupping the back of his head, and John rests a hand on Nik's chest. Nik breathes heavily through his nose, heart pounding, a familiar fear threatening to bubble over. John steadies him, slowing and gentling the kiss, his hand sweeping down to Nik's waist to guide him closer.

It's only as they draw apart, cheeks flushed, that Nik realises the group he'd been staring at were whooping, clapping and cheering. Nik clears his throat, and John looks bashful. Nik gazes up at the tatty bunting clinging to the roof of the ticket hall. Some might criticise it. Sneer at it and call it rainbow capitalism. Overdone, too much, forced and fake. But for men like Nik, it's the reassurance he needs that he can love without fear. Even just for a moment.

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John gets the hiccups when he laughs. It's embarrassing and uncontrollable, especially in the midst of a fit of laughter that he can't quite escape.

It's one of Nikolai's favourite things about him. A sign that his laughter rings true. Watching John's face flush as his chest jumps and he curses under his breath between bursts of sniggering. There's very little Nikolai values as much as that sight.

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nikprice edit commission for @on-a-lucky-tide!! i tried my best getting the best clips despite not having cod (and just relying on yt channels for them 😭✌). i had fun making and looking for nikprice crumbs for this!! song is ordinary by alex warren.

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I am a big believer in "when the recruits get gobby the sergeants hand them over to Nik for a week".

It's unorthodox, but Price occasionally lets Nik take a week or two in the arctic/winter phases. Training like Russian special forces for a bit won't hurt any.

They come back with a whole plethora of Nik catchphrases that they rattle off randomly, sometimes pretending to smoke a fag at the same time.

"Every morning you run. Uphill. Until lungs burn. And then you may eat."

"The kettlebell turns boy into man."

"Pain is just weakness leaving body through sweat... And sometimes vomit."

"Ten pull ups? My Babushka did ten pull ups in the morning before making borscht. You will continue until your grip fails."

But, most importantly, they never backchat the sergeants again.

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Price Appreciation week? Nik gonna appreciate that man's pants right off...

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Happy birthday Jack! There isn't much to add to everything everyone else already said, because it's true. You're the man I look up to because of how much dignity, knowledge, wisdom and kindness to comrades you have (and how little tolerance to those who hurt us).

You've done more for me than you realize, but I guess the main thing is how much you've done for yourself to get to this point and be better than ever. I hope you're as proud of yourself as we all are proud of you, you deserve it all.

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Thank you, Juju! I am the intolerant left, it's true. 😁 Love my little team of penguin comrades, with their gorilla enforcer and panda commander. I am endlessly grateful to you for welcoming me to this little niche of fandom. It feels like a warm front room, fire's high, whiskey's good, company's even better, snow's piled high outside.

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Price does a "parent" meme he saw on social media at the 141 as a joke - "I brought you into this world, so I--" - expecting them to finish something 'ard, like "can take you out of it" or "will kick your arse".

They ruin it.

There's a chorus of: "will have our back", "will take a bullet for me", "start an international incident to avenge me", "never leave me behind".

Price glances back at the camera, sniffs a bit to maintain his masculine nonchalance, wipes his nose with the back of his wrist, and looks off to the left with misty eyes. Well shit.