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"ETA?"

"Twenty clicks out," Simon replied after a glance at his watch.

"Rog. What's that in PBI?" Price sounded tired. Irritable. Simon flicked his eyes across to Nik for back up.

"Ten minutes," Nik said. He was smiling. Usually was when he was in the sky. One of his peculiarities. Simon glanced down. Comms were still open. Nik cleared his throat. "Captain, do you remember that time in Madrid?"

There was a brief pause, and then, "Ha, yeah... You took me up in 'n F1... Mirage. Thought I was gonna pass out."

"Helos are stress tested to about 2.9G, so it is not advised to loop them." Nik glanced out the window at the passing countryside below. "A loop at 3G will give you very little airspeed over the top and a lot of back stick. The pull through could then either chop your tail off or give you an overspeed. Plus there is the stress damage, metal remembers... Only a madman would loop a helo."

"Complete madman," Price agreed. Simon's bullshit meter was screaming off the fuckin' scale.

"MBB Bo 105 can be modified for aerobatics. But there is one helo that can do it by design," Nik continued. "The Lynx. And even then, it requires skill."

Simon tensed. Wait a fuckin' sec--

Price, who had now put two and two together, adopted a tone of mock realisation. "Well, fuck me, isn't that what yer flyin' right now, Nikolai?"

"Da."

Simon's eyes blew wide. "Don't you fockin' da--"

Nik shoved the helo's nose down forty-five degrees and initiated a dive to pick up speed. Simon scrambled in his seat, one hand slapping against the wall while the other latched onto the backrest. There were no bloody seatbelts in this thing. He might have yelped, but Price would have to waterboard him to get him to admit it.

Nik eased the cyclic control stick back, initiating a climb, and Simon swore through the bloody alphabet as the Gs pulled down on his face.  

Nik carefully managed the cyclic and collective pitch to maintain a perfect radius all the way round, no stalling or overspeeding the rotor, and Simon could hear his full belly laugh through the thundering blood in his own ears. As the helo eased back to level flight and the contents of Simon's stomach decided it might as well stay inside him despite briefly considering an unscheduled reappearance, Simon could hear Price's deep, gravelly laugh down the Comms.

"You're both evil, schemin' bastards," Simon wheezed, arms folding defensively over his chest as his vision returned.

"Perhaps you would enjoy the F1 more, lieutenant?"

"I think he'll stick t' jumpin' out the back'a Hercules, Nik," Price replied. "See ya in five." He sounded better, at least.

Simon sank a little deeper into his seat and tried to ignore the way Nik's broad grin, the amusement in Price's voice, made him feel like part of... whatever they had. Like they'd involved him in something important, something that had, until now, been all theirs.

He adjusted a strap on his carrier. Probably overthinkin' shit again.

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Price gets midnight zoomies.

Biting Nik's shoulder, wrestling with him under the duvet, using his arse as bongo drums, squeezing his balls, tweaking his nipples, smacking him with pillows, pretending to smother him with them, sprawling over the top of him to stare directly into his eyes, nose to nose, tickling, groping, chuckling and growling, and then suddenly... he passes out.

Nik has no fucking idea what hit him the first few times, but after a while it becomes his second favourite John-based activity because it feels like a "mask falling away" moment in their relationship.

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Hellsbells. Haven’t posted in a good minute.

So. How’s everyone been? Hopefully good. Anywho. I’ve come with news! After being away for a long ass bit other than a few posts and reblogs here and there, I’ve decided to try and resume posting what I originally did this blog for. Incorrect cod quotes and headcanons. I’ll also possibly start writing about the blog’s mascot (Cheetoh) when I can just for fun cause I have nothing else to do.

As a reminder, due to my horrible schedule, don’t expect me to instantly be up and posting. It’ll take slow build ups. Plus, the incorrect cod quotes were always random in my brain and I’ve no longer gotten ideas. (Hence why I’ll be doing oc posts in the meantime if anyone’s interested.)

Gonna try to get this blog back up and running. Here’s hoping I can manage that and not forget I have this app for months on ends.

- Cheetoh💥

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Goats and Soup. Fuckin’ amazing.

Cue me not knowing what game @je11o-cup was talking about at first. Then I realized and fucking died laughing. (The video I sent was of Richtofen lines)

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Cue me not knowing what game @je11o-cup was talking about at first. Then I realized and fucking died laughing. (The video I sent was of Richtofen lines)

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I LOVE BIG JUICY!!! 😋

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The tallest, strongest and most dominant, beautiful and powerful omega

and his little alpha!

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He'd probably eat him if he could

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Potentially working on my cosplay. Gotta subtly order things for it without raising suspicion with the household I live in.

Planning to get skeletal gloves, gotta wash my mask and beanie. Thinking of just doing a simple hoodie, since I can’t get a full kit.

Unsure of who my cosplay is even of. Might try to get a Keegan mask? If I can find a half-face one then that’ll work but if not then I may not be able to get a full balaclava

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I realize I haven’t posted in a long ass while, which I apologize. Haven’t been active due to being busy and lack of motivation. Plus, trying to cut back off things and take time to focus on my health (trying to exercise after years of not doing it since PE in school is difficult in my case.)

I’ll try to post here and there, maybe reblog but other than that, dunno when I’m coming back to post. Feel free to sends asks, I’ll get to em when I have the time or remember to check

See you soon, gremlins.

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hey everyone

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Unrelated to my usual posts, I know I haven’t been active lately, a lot of shit went down and I haven’t been able to get back motivation to posting bt here’s my dragon age rook!

(Been a while since I’ve posted. How’s things?)

My second favorite (lost the save for my first one, gotta remake him) Rook, Dorrell. Gonna try and find a picrew that suits a style and make him as one. Trying to get better photos but it’s hard on console

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Art of a (gonna try) future cod oc. Have his name and other stuff written down, just gotta figure out how to draw his face, hair and all that. Still new to drawing

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Leatherwork videos make my brain all mushy and calm, anxieties be making their way out my ears.

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I just love this man and his eyes so much you guys do not understand.

FUCKING LOOK AT HIS EYEES THEY ARE SO PRETTY OMG I WOULD KISS HIS EYELIDS JUST TO BE CLOSE ENOUGH TO THOSE BLUES DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME

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Might I offer..

König, when he grows his hair out, has long, curly hair that the strands stick out from beneath the eyeholes of his sniper hood? Or even König with a curly mullet. That man has curly hair, you cannot tell me any different.

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I am thinking of drawing more cod fanart like this one. Should I? 🤔