#Johnny Got His Gun movie

[lyrasky]

Fishborne【Party At Ground Zero】和訳グランドゼロで言いたいこと Before U know It U Got A Song

Fishborne【Party At Ground Zero】和訳グランドゼロで言いたいこと Before U know It U Got A Song Lyraのブログへ #fishbone #partyatgroundzero #フィッシュボーン #CampNowhere #TheTripper #pinkviporstew #AngeloMoore #WalterAKibby2 #KendallJones #ChrisDowd #JohnNorwoodFisher #JohnnyGotHisGun #TheNightmareBeforeChristmas #nuclear

梅雨明けするんじゃん？なんてジョーク飛ばしていたら、本当に6月中に梅雨明けしちゃった〜。もうスカやレゲエの季節よぉぉぉぉん。 っと言っても、大体いつもはロックよりのカラダなので(笑)、今日はゴリゴリのSkaではなく(ゴリゴリって言う？)、ロック魂あるライブを繰り広げ、ベースには、これまた愛するファンクやJazzの血がしっかり流れているFishbone の1番好きな曲を和訳解説しちゃいます。 このバンドを知らなくてもRed Hot Chili Peppersらのカリフォルニア・ロック・バンドが好きな人ならば、名前を聞いた事があるだろうし、仲良しバンドだから相互で相手のバンドのコーラスやバックバンドで参加している音に触れているはず。 そう言う助け合いの精神やノリの良さもFishbone…

[distantsonata]

"Want me to be a slacker, huh?" "Yes."

[who-canceled-roger-rabbit]

The virgin modern war movie vs. the Chad Apocalypse Now and Dr. Strangelove

[justlikeawartimenovelty]

Someone stop me before I write a fic of Alfred based on Metallica's one

[sinimake]

My Johnshi head canons:

Johnny is insanely good at accents and celebrity impressions

Kenshi never went to college or university. He got immediately pulled into full time yakuza business after his high-school

Kenshi legit talks with yakuza/gangster dailect in japanese

Johnny was the theater kid and a nerd. All around annoying lil shit

Kenshi is super good at poker or any other gambling games

Johnny goes out of his way to support small artists and tips workers with huge bills

Johhny learns new things super fast. He has learned a huge variety of skills for his movies, from cooking to how to handle guns.

Kenshi definitely knows how to work guns too and the yakuza mainly oporates with arms. He sticks to his swords because it is his family tradition, and he's even named "swordsman" for it

Johnny sometimes talks in broken spanish because he thinks it makes him look cool

Johnny had a major drinking problem early in his career. Like he would be drunk every day, then Chris convinced him to get help and rehab, so now he only drinks when it is necessary or when he's hit low

Johnny takes many creative ways to ruin paparazzi pictures. Starting from a simple middle finger to napkin over his face like Benedict Cumberbatch type of things

Kenshi is bad at cooking. Only thing he can do is chop things up

Kenshi knows kendo and judo! He used to be in a kendo club in his highschool

Kenshi has anger issues and often meditates a lot with his mala to work through it

Johnny loves talking during movies. He would pause the movie then have a full-on discussion and debate over the scenes. He's the type of person who interprets blue curtains as a metaphor for sadness

Johnny is swoony romcom type of romantic when Kenshi is more of traditional type of romantic

Kenshi is the number #1 undercover simp for Johnny! Always talking highly of him behind his back but never to his face.

Even after they get together, they still bicker like crazy although there's no intention to hurt behind their words. I need more fanfics of them actually bickering and squabbling

Kenshi takes care of people he loves without taking credits. Like he would give you a water bottle when he knows you need it but he gotta look pointedly away like he's not the one handing it to you

[writingoddess1125]

Nerdy S/O 🎮 📖 🧛

The guys and their uniquely nerdy S/Os who they love!

Soap 🧼, Ghost 👻 , König 👑 x GNREADER

Soap + Cosplayer 🧛

• Johnny had met you when you were both at a bar, You typically werent too into the bar scene but it had lead you to meet the man of your dreams.

• Afterall who could resist that Scottish Charm?

• It had been 3 years of bliss shared between the two of you-

• Johnny knew from the beginning you were- quite the Nerd. He found it cute however! Even if he didn't understand it fully-

• Often getting back from deployment in the nice flat the two of you shared to see you dancing around listening to music while stitching some sort of fabric together.

• Johnny spent hours with you, Enjoying the craft of building your costumes and often wanting to join in the fun. Even if he knew nothing of the media this was involved in.

• "What is this costume for again?" He asked setting down the freshly cut foam to the side while you glued your peices down on some fabric-

• "This my Darling is a costume from the 1999 Mummy with Brendan Fraser" You say cheerfully as you stitch the costume.

• "Movie?-" He questions and you comfirm "Movie-"

• Will eventually start watching the Movies and TV shows with you. And gets really really into them as well- Turns into a big fantasy guy

• "Love- I want to cosplay with you at the next convention.. I wanna be a elf" He said shyly

• You damn near cry at this and hug him "Oh Honey I've waited to hear those words!"

• "I need to do the inseam-" You mumbled as you measured inbetween the man's leg to get the measurment.

• Will definitely want to roleplay in the bedroom. Feels like it has opened a new door for him and is more then excited-

• Comes in dressed like Han Solo with a wide grin- Fake gun and all on his hip as you laid on the bed in your own costume. "I do believe that you ruined my last smuggling trip- Sorry darling but you'll be paying for that another way"

• Will show you and his costumes off when he visits friends on base. Showing the last convention the two of you went to together- if anyone gives him shit he has no issue punching them.

Simon + Book Nerd 📖

• You and Simon had been married for years, the famed Lieutenant knowing from when he first met you that you were a book fiend

• It was a major part of you- And one he adored

• Simon was quite the reader himself but truthfully not as deep as you. Havibg seen you so engrossed in stories before that you forgot to eat.

• But books were also how you showed love.

• "Love, I know this is a long deployment for you.. so I want to send these with you so you don't get bored" You say softly, holding up a 3 book series to your husband as he prepared for his job.

• Of course he accepted and read them while on his missions.

• Enjoys whatever you give him, be it fantasy, sci-fi, historical fiction or what have you. He will always read them through and even take a note so he can talk to you about them later.

• Will also love when you read outloud to him

• "Honey I just got this series I want you to check out" You called out excitedly as you rush to your husband who is watching his Football (Soccar) game and sees you holding the collectors box. Calmly mutes the TV and gestures for you to sit and read out loud to him the new book.

• He had built you a library and Many shelves to store your hoard of books and got you a special couch to sit in and read.

• Does have a deep appreciation for Spicy Books and will happily warm up to prepare for your want to experiment.

• He had gotten you the book 'Den of Vipers' and had heard from the book store owner it was a spicy one- so he waited.. It took a few hours but you came into the bedroom flushed face. Simon having already stretched and was ready-

• He also knew about your fanfiction even if you were embarrassed and secretive about it. Occasionally you'd let him read over your work, which he would appreciate and genuinely enjoy the stories.

• Also will grab books while he is on his deployments or secretly read your fics on his phone.

• Buring a Mission he is stuck in a book store, as he is ready for the attack he spots one of the fantasy books you had wanted that had sold put before you got your little hands on it... so he slips it into the vest of his armor and goes on with his mission.

• Saved him 50£ anyway-

König + Gamer 🎮

• When you and König start dating he is a bit surprised by you playing video games.

• He was taught it was something children do- so to see his Partner playing is a big surprise for him.

• However you help him open his eyes to the media and introduce him to the fun interactive stories and escapism that video games help you with.

• This peaks his interest and ask to join your gaming adventure.

• "Schatz are you sure about this?" He ask softly as you get him to play some Mario Kart 8. He's nervous at first but after a round his competitive spirit comes out and gets very good quickly- Cheering loudly as he wins and gets first place.

• After this a massive gaming room is built in his home for the two of you to share. König now understanding why you love games so much and supports you hobby fully.

• Even if it's a very expensive one.

• The two of you having funny cute arguments over the games subtitles or language.

• "I want it in German with English subtitles so I can practice" You wine as König shakes his head- "Liebling I want English with German subtitles"

• This often ending with the two of you giggling together over it and a passionate session between the two of you.

• Will support you wanting to decorate the home with some gamer merchandise and even gets his own to throw in there.

• Will eventually start playing some other games without you. Something to help him relax and take his mind off things-

• Mainly Stardew Valley and Animal Crossing are his favorite at the moment. It helps him unwind after his deployments

• After the hardest of deployments will just want to relax with you and watch you.

• Will love to just have the two of you cuddle in a warm bed and watch game play videos if you guys aren't up to playing a certain game. YouTube being a wonderful addition

• Will download some games on a burner smartphone he keeps and play it in his bunks. If it's multi-player will invite you to join him so the two of you can spend this time together even at a far distance.

[mactavishsgfandwife]

saw that ur reqs r open, and i love all ur work sooo here i am lol

what would the tf141 boys be like w a reader who’s into horror? (i was thinking reader is like rlly sweet but loves playing horror video games or smth, but u can interpret it however u want!)

i can js imagine johnny freaking out when he sees reader playing like,,silent hill or smth. or resident evil 7 (can u tell im a horror game nerd lol)

but yeah! js a silly little idea i had, feel free not to write it if u don’t want to! have a good day, ily!

TF141 Watching a Horror Movie With You 🎃

hi omg this is such a cute concept!! thank you so much for the support, you have no idea how much i appreciate it! i have so many ideas for them with someone who loves horror movies so that’s what this post is about (i hope that’s ok :( ) but i’ll try to write about horror games another time because that’s such a cute concept! i just have lots of ideas for this one rn so i thought i’d do it first female reader, fluff, not proofread <3

Simon "Ghost" Riley thinks it’s cute that you love horror movies. He spends half his life in a real-life horror, he’s seen things that you could never imagine. Teasingly calls you a ‘psycho’ for just sitting there happily, cuddled up to him as you watch something absolutely terrifying go down on the screen.

Simon is a pain in the ass to watch certain horror movies with, because if guns or fighting are involved then he will make sure to point out to you exactly what the directors got wrong.

"He’s holding it wrong… if I even… Price’d never let me hear t’end of it," he mumbles, not talking to anyone in particular.

When you cuddle on the sofa, if you’re laying face down on his chest, he loves to keep one hand on your ass. Sometimes, if something does make him jump, he’ll squeeze it out of instinct.

People don’t usually expect it but you’re very good with scary stuff, you rarely ever get spooked out. But sometimes you do, especially if you’re tired and it’s late.

Once, after you’d watched a film, you went to get ready for bed and Simon went ‘to eat something’. Even when you were all changed and ready for bed, he still hadn’t returned, and so - twiddling your fingers together for reassurance - you peeked out into the darkened hallway.

Only for a 6'4" soldier in a skull mask, wielding a cup of tea, to jump out at you from behind.

You screamed, stumbling back in a state of panicked confusion, about to cry out for Simon when you came to your senses and realised that the masked intruder was Simon.

He stood there, laughing his ass off, until he realised that you were obviously very on edge and a little bit teary eyed.

"C’mere…" he sighed, placing down his tea to take you into his arms, "i’m sorry, baby girl, please don’t cry…" Your heart was racing and you were debating whether or not to slap him, but you knew he didn’t mean to upset you. And you were happy so long as he made up for it.

Soap Mactavish claims that he’s not scared of anything. Nooo, no way, he’s not scared. He’s so not scared that he’s looking away and squeezing your hand.

Poor guy is so easily jumpscared, it makes you giggle.

"You sure this i’nt going t’be too scary for you, bonnie?" he coos, placing an arm around your shoulder as he half-watches the film that has plunged into a strange silence. He’s definitely trying (and failing) to be subtle as he flexed his muscular arms a little bit, in an attempt to show off.

"Oh yeah, don’t worry," you nod sweetly, smiling up at him.

"I’m just saying, angel, if you need to bury your head into my chest, or if you can’t look, then that’s okay, you just go ahead and make yourself comfortable. I’m a soldier, I could easily take on any- Shit! Fucking hell!" he jumps, squealing and then clearing his throat in a poor attempt to disguise it.

"You sure this isn’t going to be too scary for you, bonnie baby..?" you tease, kissing his cheek.

"Lay off it," he pouts, blushing a little bit as he nuzzles his face into your hair.

Alsoooo Johnny is a fiend for feeling you up when you’re watching a film together. He sees it as a perfect opportunity to get to know his pretty lass a little bit better.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick’s favourite part of movie night is the food. He loves takeaway (he’s definitely a Nando’s lover) but his absolute favourite food is your home cooking. When he was asked his favourite food when he was younger, he was always the one kid who would say "whatever my mum makes!" and now he’s an adult it’s just the same, but "whatever my girlfriend makes!" Whenever he realises you’re going to watch a film, whether you invited him or not, he will call out to you from the other room to "HOLD ON!" as he grabs snacks and drinks for the two of you.

Gaz isn’t too easily creeped out, but it happens. He’ll never admit that it’s because he was scared, but you’ve definitely noticed him ‘accidentally’ leaving the hallway light on. If it wasn’t an ‘accident’, then he obviously did it so that you wouldn’t feel scared in the night. He probably realises that you can see right through him, but you always say you believe him, just to make him feel better.

Kyle’s favourite horror movie series is Paranormal Activity, because it’s a so-bad-it’s-good kind of thing. He loves sitting in bed, eating popcorn, with you in his lap, laughing til you cry at all his jokes about how horrendously made the films are. Once, he was taking the piss out of how bad the film you were watching was and then immediately got jumpscared. He even let out a weird noise in shock - he didn’t hear the end of it for weeks.

Even if he’s not cuddling you as close as possible, Gaz loves to rouch you, usually by holding you with one arm as you rest your head on his shoulder. He is a serial thigh-squeezer.

John Price is a total dad, and that extends to when you can convince him to watch one of your favourite films with you. He wants to watch the movie, it’s not his fault if he falls asleep 15 minutes in every single time.

He lets you lay on his broad chest, that’s warm and rises and fall under your head, while he rests his hands behind his head and closes his eyes. He’s prone to snoring, too - in past, you’ve had to rewind the film because you missed part of it while you were trying to get him to wake up and shut up. The only sureproof way to wake him up is to try and move off of him - he’ll open one eye and grumble at you, as he pulls you right back into him.

"You’re not even watching the film, you’re asleep…" you whine, looking up at him.

"’M watching, love. Shhh," he mumbles, eyes still closed as he softly pats your hair.

"Are not," you pout.

"Shhh. ‘M trying to watch this," he hushes you, eyes closed and totally ready to go back to sleep. You’re almost annoyed at him but he makes that very hard, breathing softly through that moustache as he presses you against him, like you’re a teddy or a weighted blanket.

In terms of the films himself, Price isn’t easily scared (partly helped by the fact that he spends half of the time asleep). The first time that you two watched something scary together, he was almost expecting you to be terrified, but he was pleasantly surprised when you weren’t. He thinks it’s funny how you can sit in his lap perfectly happy and watch something that would have any ‘sensible’ (as he puts it) girl screaming.

He either gets very irritated by the main characters making terrible decisions and getting themselves into trouble, or finds it hilarious. He also loves to rub your feet while you watch the movie, literal princess treatment.

i kind of want to watch a horror movie nowwww

all pictures are from the game or from pinterest as far as i’m aware

i hope this was ok for you!!! i know it’s not exactly what you wanted but maybe we can just consider it part 1 of the horror obsessed reader saga >:)

masterlist

[celestialwhoree]

Movie night w/ the 141!

Simon literally could not give one single fuck what you choose to watch - he's got literally zero interest in movies and prob falls asleep halfway through. Unlike most, he also doesn't really have some kind of childhood favourite that he can put on for nostalgias sake because, lets face it, his childhood was far from a family trip to the cinema. 🙁

Johnny wants to watch horror movies in the same way sixteen year old boys watch horror movies, as an exercise in not being afraid, which he proceeds to flex about. It's either horror, or some weird old shit that literally no one's ever heard of which he swears is funny. Everyone gets bored not even five minutes in and begs him to put on something different.

Kyle likes action movies with a subtle romance plot, not that he'll admit it, like James Bond or Top Gun. When a scene shows anyone hanging near a helicopter he actually physically recoils - and then promptly tries to hide it.

Price, like Simon, literally does not care, probably wants to watch a documentary or something. His favourite and go-to is blue planet, but he also enjoys a good old history documentary - probably takes him back to the good old days of his youth where seeing an ankle was blasphemous and the only entertainment was stoning the local petty thief.

[clarks-letterman]

𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧

a/n -- just a gender neutral, simple, and short smut for halloween! (so short, just haven't been in the zone lately) - happy halloween!

words -- 1.1k (verryyyy short)

warnings -- handjob (Johnny receiving), bad dialogue/ooc (maybe, wrote it as all Johnny Cage's applicable)

~~~

“Johnny.” You censured, eyes laying on him as he walked into the common area of his mansion. The size made it hard to tell where the line of each room ended and began.

He could tell where your disapproval laid, “You said I either have a thick skull or a tiny brain.”

You didn’t say those exact words last night. It was no secret that Johnny was a big spender, even when he lacked the money to afford a shining quality like that. The night before his big halloween party, and his chain of other parties left this one unplanned, so he splurged on decorations and booze that, thankfully, wasn’t as old as Mileena. You had told him that he either had a thick skull or thought with his dick. And now, he stood before you in a cheap halloween costume.

“So your answer to that is… this?” Your hand flagged him from the neck down, where his body was covered in a full-bodysuit made of shrunken wool that hugged his every inch. Thin vinyl was plastered over it to replicate a cartoonish version of the skeletal system, like he was getting an XXX-ray. His upper body was fine, and surprisingly clothed unlike his previous record of annual exposure. Just south of his torso is where the trend continued this year, an extra piece of fabric made for his dick to fill out was apparent as the rest of his costume funneled down his legs and to his feet. Almost like a onesie, but nothing less than explicit. Was he seriously going to walk around like that at his own party? At least he wouldn’t have to ask for someone to hold his beer as he would have an unsteady walking-shelf to set it on that sprouted off his waist. Black may be slimming, but it could never hide his beast.

“I got a matching doctor costume and it was buy one, get one. No extra expense.” He waved it off, suggesting that it was no big deal. After last night, he had no clue if you were ready to leave Cage alone in his mansion or stick with him through another seasonal spending spree. 

“Guess that’s it then. Johnny Cage is getting an exam.” You patted the printed sternum of his bodice, right about where his upper-chest would be. The notion ushered out a form of tension squeezing around Johnny’s lungs. Something the X-ray couldn’t find and something your watchful eye couldn’t discern.

He tittered on the first few syllables, “Gnarly movie title.” One thing about Johnny was that he didn’t act like he had something to hide.

“Just don’t let it be a horror flick.” You still couldn’t shake the fact that he wanted to watch Invasion of the Body Snatchers right after extra-terrestrial visitors had come to his home.

“I was thinking horror-comedy with a surprise cameo—me!” Johnny hurried out of the room and noisily cleared off the decorations on his marble-white kitchen counter by shoving them to the floor. He saw you follow in his steps at a slower pace, eye’s going from him to the scattered decorations all over the floor. “I know, I know. I’ll clean it up after.”

“I never said I was mad,” you started to jump the gun and make an assumption. Maybe Johnny should have handed you a prop gun and uniform from one of his old buddy-cop movies given how trigger-happy you were, “It just means I get to see that ass after we deal with this.”

Your hands found purchase with something else to squeeze, though. His thighs, lanky yet toned, made the fabric wrapped around them look uncomfortably tight. It was the most apparent on his boner, acting like a cock sleeve, or better yet, a black and white sock that was the typical cum-dump for someone of Johnny’s mental age. 

“So, you said you were having some discomfort?” You let your hands ghost over him, pretending to feel around and find the source of his issue.

“Yeah, Doc. All my skin is gone and so are my organs and my… everything.” His hands took ahold of yours and guided you directly to his crotch, as if they had strayed to far and he needed to put them on the right path.

The hint was clear, so you quickly grasped his half-hard dick. Each pulse in your hand made it firm up even more. “Well, there’s something here… like, it’s blood… rushing.”

“What’s the diagnosis?” He feigned a wince and looked away, ready to hear the impetuous calumny.

“That you’re super dead… and maybe decapitated.” 

“Give me some relief in the afterlife?” He said weakly, reaching up to grab your arm. 

You giggled, trying to keep it under wraps and not break character. “Johnny, what’s the plot of this?”

“Just give me my peace…” He controlled his voice so that it slowly faded away and his eyes shut with camera-perfect timing, one peeping open to see your reaction a moment later as if it was your cue to speak up.

You laughed it off, choosing to not convolute the plot anymore and giving the skeleton his last wish. That was the best this a fake doctor-spouse could do for their partner, after all. Your hand hadn’t left the hold on his cock, feeling it practically burn against your skin, even through the cheap wool and vinyl. Johnny must not have been wearing anything under this bodysuit, since his face contorted as you jerked his shaft up until the tip. The unseen mushroom head was sensitive on the flat side, so you let the cloth and pressure against it do most of the work to rile him up.

It seemed to work and Johnny was undone within minutes. His back arched away from the cold marble he laid on, then his hips followed in a similar direction. Going up, he forced himself into the palm of your hand until the base hit the entrance of the tunnel your fingers formed around him. Something that physically and emotionally separated the two of you brought you closer, and Johnny got off on that idea more than seeing his own reflection. 

Johnny’s hips kept bucking once the dam had burst. Glossy white percolated through the fabric and dribbled down the length of his covered shaft. As his desperation pushed him to the edge, he thrust himself into the air one more time, and the fabric had stretched enough for it to tear at the tip.

“Guess the party’s cancelled? No halloween costume means…”

“Well… I lied, earlier. It was a two for one, so I got four.”

[v4mpgutz]

⊹₊ ⋆ CUT & SEWN JUST FOR: @ladyinbl00d

₊˚꒰🎀꒱‧ BABYDOLL DRESSES : dallas winston, 'enchanted' by taylor swift, meeting for the first time.

⊹˚. ౨ৎ 𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃, 𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧

❝ all i can say is i was enchanted to meet you. ❞

warnings — movie dallas (matt dillon), mention of armed robbery, smoking, fluff, love at first sight vibes, dallas being dallas

dallas winston had never set foot inside a bookstore — that is unless you count the one time in new york before he was arrested. at that time though, he was brought along by these guys he would hang around in the subway. he watched as they pulled a gun on the old lady running the shop, the woman cowering as she handed them the money.

dallas thought about that often, he wasn't sure why they decided it had to be a bookstore of all places — did they even make money worth taking?

he hadn't exactly planned to go into that kind of store ever again, he wasn't the kind of guy that enjoyed literature of any kind and he couldn't be caught in a place like that; it would ruin his reputation. on one particular day though, he found himself being dragged to 'the book garden' — ponyboy's favourite store.

unfortunately for dallas, today he was tasked with accompanying johnny and pony as everyone else was busy. it's not that he didn't like them, because he did, he'd just rather spend his saturday doing anything else.

the three of them walked into the store where you just so happened to be working today. you glanced up at the ring of the bell when the door opened, seeing the trio of greasers. you gave a small smile to ponyboy, recognising him as he was a frequent customer. johnny you knew from school when he came and dallas — well, everyone knew dallas — but you didn't know him.

you kept yourself busy where you were, stocking the shelf with new additions. there were lots of interesting copies in there of old fairytales, you picked up a stack of seven rather thick books and walked slowly towards the fantasy section.

you could barely see over the stack but you knew your way around the store well so you felt confident enough to walk through blind. you did feel confident walking through blind, at least, that was until somebody bumped into you and made you and your stack of books fall to the floor.

you frowned, wincing as your knees came into contact with the hard wood.

you started gathering your books hurriedly, hearing a huff from above you. "you should watch where you're goin', huh? people are tryin' to walk here."

you swallowed hard and got up, balancing the pile of books in your arms once again and coming face-to-face with dallas winston.

"i'm— i'm sorry..." you sputtered out in apology, feeling embarrassment creep its way into your gut. you really should've known something like this had to happen at some point — you just didn't expect it to be dallas in particular.

the roughed up teen chewed the inside of his cheek, his eyes noticeably looking you up and down as if examing you before he looked away for a moment. he licked his teeth in a smile as he turned back to you.

"so— so what are you? uh, a— a librarian?" he asked with a little chuckle. "kinda cute."

you blinked slowly, his words catching up with you. "no... librarians work in libraries," you told him as you chewed your lip, "hence the name."

dallas tilted his head to the side and back into place in a shrug, letting out a low hum in acknowledgement. he wasn't the brightest, okay? how was he supposed to know that?

"you work here then?" he asked, despite it being obvious due to your attire and the fact you were cleary putting new stock away.

"mhm, yeah," you told him as you slid the books you were holding into their correct places on the shelf. "been working here for two years or so."

dallas nodded and sucked his cheeks in, rolling his eyes as ponyboy called him over to the exit.

"well," dallas leant down slightly as he got closer to your face, "i s'pose you might be seein' be around here more often," he claimed with a wonky grin.

"what?" you questioned with a furrowed brow, "you like reading?"

"no," dallas shook his head, "i seem to be growing quite fond of you though, darlin'."

you were flattered despite the fact that this was your first proper meeting — you understand why so many girls from your school would talk about him now. you were definitely falling for his charm, that's for sure.

"o— okay... bye," you told him quickly before hurrying back over to the staff room and closing the door. you leant against the wall and cupped your face in your hands, letting out a little screech of embarrassment and gently smacking yourself.

dallas winston had never set foot in a bookstore — and now he would make sure he did at least weekly.

RIVER'S BLURB: DAVI listen. i know this is kinda short i am sorry 😓 but i hope you like it and sorry it literally took me a gazillion years ok byebye

[itsscromp]

Hi! Can you write a MWIII story where reader is Farah’s sibling who is part of 141, and dies instead of soap, and the team having to tell farah and grieve together? Maybe with flashbacks from their friendship with each of the team and farah?

They were the best of us

The family will help her with this, she's not alone. Warnings: Angst and canon typical violence. Word count:961

Farah had high hopes for you when you were off to join Price and Gaz when he formed Task Force 141 after Barkov. She knew you would be doing amazing things with them.

"Promise me you'll try and write to me as much as you can ??" Like the worried sister that she is.

"I promise sister, I promise" You hugged her tightly before boarding the plane to join 141.

While she knew that what you were doing was potentially even more dangerous than being a freedom fighter, what she didn't come to expect was the emotional impact of your death...

When disarming the bomb, Makarov seemed to have broken out of his restraints and got his hands on a gun, Attempting to shoot Johnny square in the head. But you pushed him out of the way and took the bullet...

"Threat neutralised... One KIA" Price said as he saw your body lying limp on the ground. Simon rushed to you, while he didn't show emotion, his heavy breathing seeing you was enough to tell.

Farah didn't receive the news until late into the night when she was busy planning for the next day when she got a call from Alex.

"Alex, what a surprise, everything ok ??" She smiled as she wrote down on her notepad.

"Farah... There's been an incident involving y/n... They... They were KIA" She could hear the shakiness in his voice.

She froze as she heard KIA... no... Please no. The phone slowly slipped out of her hand and she started to shake and fall to the floor. Silently starting to sob. Her sibling was dead...

It was hard for the first few days, She was trying so hard to digest the news as best as she could... Her mind wandering to happy memories to help numb the pain.

"8...9...10 !!! Ready or not hear I come sister" You were about 6 years old and Farah only 4, Playing hide and seek at a nearby park. She managed to squeeze herself in between a brick wall, A perfect hiding place. You had a very hard time finding her until you heard a small giggle coming from the wall. Sneaking over you then gently as you could pulled her out. "I found you Farah" You smiled.

Those memories she'll treasure, But it didn't help with what she had lost, Alex had invited her to be with the 141 as they were also grieving hard from your loss too. She knew she shouldn't wallow alone... So she accepted.

She was quiet for most of the time on the plane to them, When she landed on the Tarmac and saw Price... She started to tear up as he took off his hat in respect and opened his arms for her. She hugged him tightly as she started to sniffle. "I'm so sorry Farah... I'm so sorry"

"I wish it wasn't like this..." She sniffled

"Me neither... Farah, Please know your not alone with this ok ??" He gently cupped her cheeks.

She nodded, to which price pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Price decided to organise a bonfire night, Y/n loved bonfire nights with the others. It was their favourite pass time when a mission was finished. Always joking around with the others by the warmth of the fire.

Farah stared into the fire as Price began to set it up, Feeling the warmth of it as he then sat back down. "I know it's been tough... For all of us... But i do hope this will help you a little bit ok ??"

"Ok..."

The others soon joined in, Gaz and Price trying to fill the silence with small talk, But Farah didn't want to do this... Until Johnny decided to bring up something.

"What was you guy's favourite memory of y/n ??" He asked everyone as he looked around.

They were all quiet for a little bit, indicating Johnny to go first.

"I remember when they would always try to get us all together for movie nights, take the edge off... I always look forward to them..."

"They were always into the superhero movies" Farah chuckled lightly.

"Yeah... I'll miss that..."

"I remember the day when I made Y/n the best person at my wedding" Gaz spoke up shortly after. "They were the best encouragement when I started to get nervous. Not to mention they were a great dancer when we were at the reception"

"They do know how to pull in a crowd" Price softly smiled.

It went quiet again, the only noise being the fire crackling as the wood began to burn.

Price soon speaks up "I always loved our hikes, It was a nice getaway from everything, Just the two of us. Not to mention whenever they had a problem they would come to me... Showing how much they trusted me..." He sniffled as the memories resurfaced.

Ghost was the quietest for the whole night, He had too many memories to pick. He couldn't pick a memory about you...

Farah spoke up "I remember when I played hide and seek with them back at home when we were younger... I always found a very good hiding spot. In that moment it made me forget about the horror that was going on... it felt like... We were just kids being kids..." She started to tear up. Price wrapped his arm around her and rubbed her forearm.

It remained quiet again until Ghost finally spoke up... "I showed them my face the first time cause of them..." In terms that meant how much ghost trusted y/n, How much you meant to him.

Farah knew how much of an impact you had on all of them, You would be missed deeply, But your legacy... Never forgotten.

Taglist: @callofdudes

[ohbo-ohno]

Literal man hunt!!

Ghost and Soap who are protective of their land like they're Americans, literally guns everywhere and shooting anyone suspicious on sight because they have many enemies and a lot of people would love to kill them once they're retired.

But our girl literally just...got lost. She stumbled across their cabin like a baby deer because she is either got lost or was running from someone. It was the first time ever when Ghost missed a shot...and he is happy he did because now they have an adorable injured darling!!

Her leg is no good so they help her, get her treatment from a real doctor even but of course you have to stay with them, you're cold and hurt and delusional because you're their soulmate and their perfect little pet who can't even resist because they are providing food and shelter. Living cottagecore life with your two murderous husbands but you really don't want to be here.

And you want to ran away but you physically can't. Soap is constantly doting on poor us, supports us when we have to make food because they are horrible at it, Ghost is adoring the sight. Retirement is nice when you have a little pet near you.

Eventually they even force us help them with other victims!! Like cleaning the blood from Ghost and Soap in the shower, listen to their various hunting stories, hold the ammo for them once we can escort them in the forest.....the possibilities are endless. Other victims think we can help them, but we just cry and apologize over and over as Soap bashes their brains with an axe

being forced to help with their other victims... my guy you should read Brother by Ania Ahlborn, man is forced to help his serial killer family dispose of their victims

also below the cut i kinda barely touched on the concept you sent but it's so good and i had nothing to add im sorry :(

cw below for like... very light gore? description of murder fitting of a horror movie

wandering around lost through the woods and randomly getting fucking shot, only for someone to come running out of the trees and asking if you're ok??? has me going bonkers

also this is totally giving the most dangerous game so i present you: soap and ghost kidnap groups of people and hunt them for sport, but when you wake up they realize that they want you to stay alive. maybe soap pretends to be one of the victims, teams up with you to help you (help keep you alive) and herds you in the direction of their cabin without you knowing

you only realize what's going on when he slaughters another person, someone who wants to team up with you two. sure the way the new guy looked at you made you uncomfortable... but johnny split his head open with an axe when he reaches for you, splits him right down the middle and leaves you staring up at him, both of you covered in blood

and now what, right?

you learn you've been kidnapped to be prey in some sick bastard's idea of fun, and now the one man you thought might help you through this turns out to be that sick bastard?

and johnny's pretty pissed, he'd wanted to play along with you for a little longer :/ but that other motherfucker had forced his hand, had tried to touch you, and he couldn't just let that happen. and now you're screaming and crawling away from him, which is bullshit because he was literally protecting you

so now you've got pissy serial killer johnny, grabbing you by the elbow and dragging you behind him despite your best struggles, grunting and asking can you just fuckin' relax for a minute while you stare up at him like ?!?!!?!?!?!

anyway he drags you to where simon's been hunting the others, drops you at his feet and crosses his arms all angrily. ghost just raises an eyebrow, "i thought you wanted to play along with them this time?"

and johnny's pouty about it, damn near tapping his foot in complaint. "wanted to play along with her, but some bastard got touchy."

you manage to scramble away, get up and fucking sprint through the forest because oh my god the guy johnny took you to had a fucking crossbow, only to trip over a wire and end up locked in a net, six feet off the ground

and here comes johnny and ghost, sauntering out of the woods and looking up at you in the air. johnny laughs at you, and you're crying so hard you can hardly even see them

anyways, they leave you in the net while they deal with their other prey <3 come back for you at the end of the night and take you home with them

[personwhowrites]

Task Force 141 with some of my Headcanons <3

Simon “Ghost” Riley

-He knows how to do any magic trick. He only learned them to feed his inner child, if he gets really drunk that’s when all hell breaks loose with his magic tricks. He doesn’t show them at workplace, well.. maybe sometimes he does only when you or Johnny are around to praise him. (He has that ego going)

-Finds it hard to believe that Johnny (soap) can’t cook. He things it’s strange that Johnny is a a 30-40y that can’t cook for shit.

-Hates hates coffee, it’s not because his British. He doesn’t like the taste of it, or the way it’s been made. Thinks is stupid that some beans can make a very powerful drink.

-Loves, and I mean loves when his teammates praise him. Especially you or Johnny, he doesn’t know why but it just fires him more. Even sometimes showing off, but of course he doesn’t admit it.

-When sparring with Rookies he tends to go overboard. For rep, he needs to keep that “scary” image of himself to the new people. Can’t blame him, he has a name to live up to.

-Big softie when his sick, he isn’t right state to know anything. He only whines to you or Price when his sick.

-Secretly puts stuff in high places where others can’t reach, so they depend on him. Doesn’t even know why he does it, but still enjoys every second of it.

-Let’s be honest, this man will never ever hurt someone when his mad. He can control his anger in any situation, unless the person is hurting some he cares about.

-Might get some slight disagreement here but Ghost will never ever open up about his trauma with anyone in the team. It’s his demon to deal with and that man will suffer in silence if it means his team can be happy and less worried about him. Even if you or someone else on the team try to get him to talk, it wont work.

-Big fan of Transformers, especially Optimus Prime. He feels a strong connection to the character, but keeps his obsession a secret.

-I sense that Ghost a man that has a very high tolerance to spice. I mean like high enough that concerns you at times when you see him eat the “one chip challenge” for a snack. He has packets in his vest.

-Ghost secretly has a pink gun. He only got it for laughs, but then immediately got attached to it. He was planning to show the team but stopped himself because it was his “gem.” (Has hello Kitty stickers tho)

John “Soap” Mactavish

-He can cook, better than the others. Yet he prefers to burn his food and get pity from you and the others. (You bring him lunch now.) he definitely brags about it to the others, and definitely knows that Ghost is catching up to his lie.

-Hates and I mean hates comedy movies. He finds them too dull and very predictable in his mind. Anytime you or the others members suggest a comedy movie.. a piece of him dies..

-Loves to be round Simon, wants to be the shoulder that Simon can depend on. He does feel some Jealousy when he only goes to Price or you when his sick. Makes Soap think that Ghost has favorites..

-Really really hates explosives, but acts like he doesn’t. The sound sometimes hurt his ears and at times soap fears that he would go deaf. Has mentioned this to Price, so when the others see explosives, Price will make a big deal and keep Soap away. (Such a caring father captain.)

-Soap definitely has favorites in the team, Ghost coming in first, then Price, Gaz and you. It’s not because he doesn’t like you, just that he been longer with the others. You do at times makes him question if he sees you a friend or more..

-loves to mess with everyone in the team. At times he does go overboard, making the team upset with him. Yet his golden retriever energy gets him out of any situation and he knows it.

-I see Soap having a short temper when it comes to someone messing with him. Soap doesn’t do anything at first, but then will go to see Ghost.. and let’s say those Rookies never were the same again.

-Depends on Ghost while in the British base. He knows that he really shouldn’t but Ghost became someone important even if Ghost pushes him away. I think it’s like this slight obsession he has..

-Super fan of old shows, like Friends, Sex in the city and The office, at times Soap would would try to recreate the office. Price would be annoyed when the others members agreed to it, he thought it was dumb at first but soon enjoyed it. That phase lasted three days before he moved onto something else.

-Soap is definitely sensitive to some sounds. Like a chair being dragged against the floor, it makes his teeth hurt. Price and the rest of the team know and will do anything to avoid that sound. They respect Soap and want him to feel safe with them.

John “Captain” Price

-He knows his the father of the group, and has accepted that. Except with you, he sees you more than a kid to take care of, sometimes jokes around that you’re the second parent.

-Price is the man to adopt any new rookie he sees. His seen like a major father figure in the base, no one disrespects him. Rest in peace to anyone who does..

-Loves to surprise his team with small gifts. He knows it’s not much but it’s glad he was able to bring a smile to everyone

-Price left his wife, I mean like divorce and cut all contact with the woman. He saw that his ex-wife never understood that the British forces were his calling. The wife wanted a family and for them to settle down, but price wanted more.

-Price tends to doze off if he’s sad. Soap and Ghost know this and make sure to be there for him. It’s difficult at times since Price acts a lot like Ghost with his feelings. His a book, a book you have to carefully open and set down.

-Talking about books, I want to say that Price hates them. I don’t see him as a reading a book in a day off. Being active is something he needs, it doesn’t matter what it is, his always hiking, exploring or testing new things. Makes Gaz join him, sometimes even showing up at his apartment with hiking gear.

-Definitely has a soft spot for Gaz out of the others. Gaz is close to your age, but slightly older and he knows it will be rough for him. Seeing the way sometimes, racism plays out in the base. Price makes sure that everyone must respect all races.

-Price will put his job on the line for the team. When Shepard was a “good” person and threatened to fire someone in his team.. Price would fight blood and sweat to keep that person. Even saying “Discharge me not them.”

-Price knows his growing old, his retirement is closing in. So he makes sure that his whole team can always depend on him even if it’s a day off. He will make sure you and the others know he loves y’all.

-Price will be someone to plan a whole day of activities if you or the team and him ever had a day off together. I mean a whole bunch, even ones taking you guys out to eat or go to an amusement park.

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

-Let’s be honest, I see Kyle as a very quiet person. I don’t see him being a yelling type, unless it depended on someone life. When Price took him under his wind he was great full. Wanting to learn everything he could from him.

-As well with the others he has favorites. Price, You, Soap and Ghost. Him and Ghost barely talk, but respect each other more than anything. He didn’t mean to have favorites, but he saw the difference in how everyone talked to him.

-Super close with you, since it’s better to understand each other humor. Makes Price confused when you and him joke about something he don’t understand.

-Big fan of sweets, he can handle anything sweet. At any time he could have a candy in his mouth or a lollipop ready. He does hand candy out to the tema before the missions, finds it as a “good luck” charm to them. They don’t know that, but happily accept the candy.

-An amazing driver,better than anyone in the team. Main reason why he drives the team to places, Kyle doesn’t mind it if they ask to go far away places. It makes his mind calm, knowing that you all trust him with your lives in a car.

-Like Soap I feel like he can be sensitive to some sound. So he understands when Soap feels horrible with sound. They relate so much that it brought them closer.

-Kyle seems to be the type of guy that will listen to anyone. I mean anyone with their problems and help them sort them out. His mother taught him to be that way and he loves her for that.

-Like anyone on the team.. he would put his life on the line. Example: when he went back for Price when a ton of people were firing at him, he didn’t think he just went for it! This man deserves more attention.

-Kyle knows about some racism going on in the base and his thankful for Price protecting him. Even more thankful when he sees the rest stand up for him in a matter of seconds when they see the problem.

All

-Believe or not I think they would see the reader as a platonic love interest at first, but if things go closer than they think.. it might become interesting.

-They have cookouts I mean a ton, Ghost would be the one seasoning everything with the help of Soap. Gaz would be on the grill, cleaning it and making sure everything is good. Price would be there just watching them come together, if you were to join them. Price would let you do anything you want.

-They have game nights and it’s chaotic, I mean fully chaotic to the point you can’t understand anything. Soap would start speaking Scottish if he lost and Ghost would be the one calming him down.

-Movie night is a pain for Soap. He knows what everyone would pick.. romance comedy. Ghost wouldn’t budge to laugh at a single thing, But Gaz and Price would be laughing.

[angelsanarchy]

One Long Weekend: - Clyde/YN One-Shot Series CH 17

"What are you thinking about?" "How being a total creeper got me the girl of my dreams."

Tagging: @roryculkinluvr @siriuslymooned @cc-luvr @crypticsewerslut @icarus-star @desert-springtime @shady-the-simp @izuoyarmin @mayathepsychic1999

MONDAY, 10PM

Clyde laid completely naked next to Y/n, wrapped up in her bed sheets as she rested her hand in the center of his chest. The feeling of their naked skin pressed against each other felt shockingly normal. He had never been so comfortable in his life and he's tripped BALLS on shrooms before.

"If you keep thinking that hard, you're going to melt your brain...well more than it already is." She teased tilting her head up from the bend in his shoulder to look at him. He smiled still staring at the ceiling.

"What are you thinking about?" She ran her fingertips over his nipple giving him the chills.

"How being a total creeper got me the girl of my dreams." Clyde said honestly. Y/n let out a chuckle that she couldn't control, only making Clyde laugh with her.

"Seriously? I don't know that I want that to be our how we met story." Y/n teased making Clyde laugh.

"We'll tell people that I spotted you across the bar and you thought I was blind and needed help." Clyde teased.

"How about you started choking and I saved your life." Y/n tried making Clyde shake his head.

"How about you saved my life and then threatened to taser me all in one night." Y/n sat up and leaned over Clyde letting her breasts graze his chest.

"You know what would make this night even more perfect?" Y/n leaned across Clyde opening the nightstand and pulling out a rolled up joint and a lighter.

"You are absolutely my dream girl." Clyde said watching her light it up and pass it to him before snuggling back into his side. Clyde takes two hits letting the weed wash over him, wanting to comment on how good it was but decided not to kill the mood with exchanging weed dealers numbers.

"So what's your brain saying now? Anything about cute dates we can go on?" Clyde's eyebrows went up.

"Cute dates? Now I'm intrigued. What kind of cute dates are we talking? You want to do dinner and a movie? Picnic in a park...one that's not full of sweaty skateboarders preferably. Maybe some mini golf?" Clyde asked looking like a kid on vacation. Y/n took a long hit and kissed his lips sweetly.

"I will kick your ass in mini golf." She whispered against his lips letting him taste the sticky sweet of the weed on her lips.

"I mean you're probably right but I'm gonna talk a lot of shit until you actually get the win." Clyde joked.

"Have you ever heard of a cat cafe? I feel like that's something we should check out." Y/n's jaw dropped.

"You like cats? I would have never have guessed that about you." She looked genuinely surprised.

"What? Hell yeah I like cats. I don't mind dogs either. I love animals. Johnny and I would dog walk at shelters all the time before the band got serious." Clyde explained adjusting his arm so Y/n could rest her chin on his chest.

"That's literally the sweetest thing I've ever heard." Y/n could see Clyde just sitting in a pile of shelter dogs giving them all the pets and snuggles.

"I love all of those cute date ideas. I honestly don't think I've ever been on a date before. I definitely haven't had an actual boyfriend." Clyde paused staring at at her.

"Boyfriend?" He repeated making her blush. She was worried maybe she jumped the gun but Clyde smiled brightly.

"Partner? I don't know what to call us-"

"You're my girlfriend. I like that. That sounds..."

"Perfect." Y/n cut him off.

"Yeah, perfect." Clyde leaned up to kiss her, gripping the back of her head with his hand and letting his tongue roam around inside her mouth to tangle with her tongue. Y/n could taste herself and the weed on his tongue and it was insanely intoxicating.

"I'm not going to have to ask Johnny for his blessing am I? I'd hate to upset my boyfriends boyfriend." Y/n poked as she moved her body to lay on top of his, placing what was left of the joint in an ashtray.

"You know I think he'll be fine with it but I'll have to let him down easy." Clyde playfully frowned. When she smiled at him, Clyde felt his heart beat a little faster. He couldn't believe he was in this incredible girls bed, making a commitment, smoking a really decent joint and having insanely good sex.

"Do you have any idea how much I like you?" Clyde asked pushing a piece of her hair behind her ear.

"You know what? I think I do. You want to know how I know?" Y/n moved up to kiss him once again.

"You eat pussy like you're in love." She whispered biting his bottom lip sending goosebumps over his chest.

"Yeah...I guess I do." Clyde didn't care that the implication was that he was in love with her. He knew he was. He also knew it could freak her out but she hadn't run away from him yet.

"That's good to know because I too suck dick like I'm in love." Y/n kissed a trail of kisses down his chest, pausing to suckle little hickies near his nipple, grazing his sides with her fingernails. Clyde's head lifted off the pillow watching her move down his body.

"Oh fuck." Clyde's breath was shaky as she reached his already hard cock. She kept her eyes locked to his as she peppered kisses on the tip, teasing the slit with her tongue. Clyde's head fell back against the pillow. He knew that if he kept watching, he would cum in 45 seconds flat so he squeezed his eyes shut tightly as she took him into her mouth sucking softly. Her hand reached down to squeeze his balls carefully making his thighs jump.

"Fuck Y/n." Clyde whined. She moved her mouth further down his cock, taking him in as far as she could and Clyde's shoulders came off the pillows.

"D-don't. If you keep..if you do that, I will cum so fast." Clyde pleaded. He could feel her mouth turn up in a grin as she rose back to the tip sucking until there was a pop.

"The faster you cum, the more we can fuck." She reached up and laced her fingers into Clyde's who dared a glance at her. He saw her smile and gave her a nod to continue. She returned her lips around his cock sucking like her life depending on it. Clyde's moans and whimpers grew louder and he squeeze her hands as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft as fast as she could, moaning around him.

"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" Clyde's voice was almost hoarse as he pleaded and before she could pull off, Clyde was cumming down her throat in ropes. She swallowed at least twice as he practically cried out the remainder of his orgasm and when she pulled off of him, he was trying to catch his breath. She moved back up his body to adjust the sweaty hair from around his face. He swallow trying to coat his throat which had gone dry.

"How..." Clyde tried but his throat was still too dry. He wasn't sure if it was the weed or if Y/n had sucked every bit of fluid from his body out of his cock but he swallowed a few more times.

"Are you okay?" Y/n asked with a nervous smile.

"How do you feel...about camping on the beach?" Clyde finally opened his eyes meeting hers and she shook her head.

"I think I might love that too." She rested her hand on his chest and he brought her hand to his lips to kiss.

Clyde never had a girlfriend until today. Clyde knew he would never want another one either.

~END

[jaidens]

— updated masterlist !

[ THEME CHANGES BASED ON MY PROFILE! ]

MOVIES —

THE OUTSIDERS — [CIRCA. 1983.]

dallas winston

cowboy like me — taylor swift.

james dean daydream — taylor swift.

your lips are my idea of luxury — taylor swift.

no words appear in the aftermath—taylor swift.

willow — taylor swift.

ponyboy curtis

pulchritudinous!

can you feel it? — taylor swift.

johnny cade

on the back said 1958 — taylor swift.

hands are tough — taylor swift.

drew stars around my scars — taylor swift.

sodapop curtis

darling, id wait for you —

you're the only thing i know — taylor swift

wished them away — taylor swift.

steve randle

my daddy said stay away! — taylor swift

because he really knows me — taylor swift.

i would marry you in an instant!

two-bit mathews

what would you do if only you knew!

darry curtis

got his father's eyes

so scarlet it was maroon

THE KARATE KID — [CIRCA. 1984]

daniel larusso

hopelessly devoted

smile that could light up this whole town

looks at me like a trend

rumors from inez

break in a million pieces

can never look away

never see a love as pure as it

lit a fuse

crazier

like you do

making me want you!

in and out

sense of what you've seen

with you all night

i need you

boyish look

SPIDERMAN : ACROSS THE SPIDER VERSE — [CIRCA. 2023]

miles morales

you're losing me

miguel o’hara

speak now

take it off!

prettiest lady

tan skin

TOP GUN — [ CIRCA. 1986 | 2023 ]

pete mitchell

evermore

be okay, promise

watch you sleep

laughing from the passenger side

miss you

used to feel you breathe

doorway

timeless

bradley bradshaw

love you for you

afterglow

after all

seven and nine

the next train

timeless

grown men don't cry

electric touch

salt air

peace

nick bradshaw

kiss

bob floyd

won't ever tell

jake seresin

everything has changed

best friend

sweet nothings

careless mans careful daughter

TV SHOWS —

SUPERNATURAL — [CIRCA. 2005 – 2019]

dean winchester

make you stay

see the good in me

illicit affairs

sam winchester

lover

red

cowboy like me

THE WALKING DEAD —

rick grimes

altar

CRIMINAL MINDS —

spencer reid

can you see right through me

cardigan

will you please stand

didn't mean to stare

you never did

ride cowgirl

smaller acts

[ tagging some mutuals. @renqiisnce @mictodii @crazyf0rswayze]

[sheppardsmckay]

I’ve finally finished the incredible show that is Stargate Atlantis and I. Have. Thoughts.

I watched Vegas and Enemy at the Gates together (on the advice of my sga leader @lightthewaybackhome) and I’m so happy I did.

So Vegas feels like a different show entirely, from the filming to the characters. Sheppard does not seem like Sheppard nor does anyone else. They’re all darker, more broken versions. My heart was just broken the whole time, but I didn’t cry until I saw Rodney though. This is the Rodney without his Sheppard to guide him and help him. This is the Rodney who lets Keller pass him by. This is the Rodney that lets Sheppard go alone. This is Rodney without a Sheppard that lit up Atlantis (this is honestly worse than last man but it’s a good parallel).

This is the Sheppard that goes alone on yet another suicide mission because he’s lost everything anyway…and then he dies. While Johnny Cash’s “Solitary Man” plays. Because that’s who Sheppard is, not the man in black saving the world with his people, but the solitary man who is alone without a home and no chance to be healed. And yet still he sacrifices himself and is brave and dies saving the world. Sheppard becomes the action hero at the end of the movie that goes out guns blazing and, while it’s usually cool to see, this one just breaks our hearts.

And then we move to the finale and…oh! Sheppard is Sheppard again, and Rodney is Rodney and everyone is okay.

And we see the parallels between the Vegas world and ours throughout the episode. Sheppard about to go on a suicide mission stops right at the last moment because Rodney’s voice breaks through the radio. The team is about to die blowing up the hive ship but stops because Atlantis is there in time to save them. Atlantis is lit up because of Sheppard. And then we see them all at the end. They’re happy, and alive and not broken.

And even though they aren’t fully healed, cause who ever is in this life, they’re on the path to healing. There’s hope, there’s light that has broken through the darkness (the way the show ends with the light piercing through the clouds is so beautiful in a literal and metaphorical sense like I’m sobbing).

There’s a couple lines from songs that my Sheppard told me about that is forever linked with SGA now. Ghosts That We Knew has a beautiful line, “So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light”. Throughout the show there’s so much darkness and pain, but we stick through it with the team because there’s hope that it’ll be okay. There’s hope because John is there, because they’re all there right where they should be. It’s a beautiful metaphor for life.

And then there’s a song called Hospital for Souls. It’s mainly a Sheppard song, as he lets himself burn for his family, but it’s also how Atlantis is a hospital for all the broken souls and brings them together. It’s why Sam didn’t stay there long and Woolsey came on board. It’s why Ronon says at the end that he is home. It’s why Teyla chooses to stay and raise her son in Atlantis instead of her home world. Why Rodney waits 48000 years for Sheppard and why Sheppard realizes finally that he doesn’t have to die to be redeemed, that living and healing is possible for even him.

It’s been a wonderful journey watching this show, it’s changed me, helped me grow and made me realize that healing is possible for even me. That a family is what you make it and they can be your hospital for your soul no matter how weary, broken or hurt.

I just love this show. I’m immediately gonna start rewatching it from the beginning because this. This is my family, my home. I’ve found myself in the darkness of Sheppard and the outlierness of Rodney. In the fierce love of Ronon and sisterly bond of Teyla.

I’m ever so grateful my friend got me to watch this, so happy that I went through the darkness into the light with my team, through tears and shouts of joy. I always said Supernatural would be the only show with this kind of life-changing, life-saving impact. But Stargate Atlantis now holds that honor too, this little, cheesy, ridiculously funny and terribly sad series has changed my life, helped me be the person I wanted to be for so many years but always struggled with (yeah I’m louder, complain more and am maybe a bit more annoying but gosh it’s more fun) and just generally helped me with so many endless things. And I’ve found some great friends and got closer to one of my best friends, aka my Sheppard lol.

Anyway, all this to say that this show is beautiful and incredible and please do yourself the honor of watching it but definitely bring tissues. Don’t worry too much about why they wear sneakers for like two seasons or their military tactics are off, but just enjoy the friendship, the humor, and how wonderful it shows that it doesn’t matter how messed up you are. How dark you’ve gotten or how many pieces of your soul you’ve sacrificed for others. You can be redeemed and healed and made whole. You can find people who love you despite your flaws and shortcomings. And you can find the light no matter how dark the world has become. You too can be home.