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islenthatur · 1 year

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Constantly see Ghost sitting slumped in couch chairs with his legs spread and Soap just simping for the sheer view of it.

But I want where sunshine Johnny just flips a switch and y’all get this Dom!Soap aura who sits lazily down and spreads his legs with a pure "kneel/come here" look.

It was a rare moment where all of 141 were having downtime, no mission to prepare for nor injury to heal from. Gaz suggested a night in to drink, play poker, and have some much needed team bonding.

Everyone agreed, including Ghost, but considering Gaz got Soap to ask him, the man wouldn't say no.

Little more into their cups, the cards were discarded in favour of telling obscene jokes and playful ribbing. Truthfully, no one knew how the topic started, but no one was complaining, per se...

"Look, Ghost is the epitome of Dom." Gaz chuckled as he tipped his beer bottle over towards where Ghost, Price, and Alejandro were talking with Laswell.

Soap spluttered and coughed as he turned to see what Gaz was talking about, the bottle slamming a little harder down on the table as he did so. He wasn't wrong, with the way Ghost was sitting, one arm resting behind the chair, legs spread with that dark aura he always portrayed, aye... Soap could see it, but he knew better.

God did he know better.

"Mierda amigo, don't choke." Rudy chuckled, patting Soap on the back. "Not like you didn't see it coming, no?"

"Was nae expecting Gaz tae hae th' baws tae say it." Soap replied, wiping the spilt beer away, glowering at Gaz, who was smirking at Soap.

"You didn't deny it." The taunt was clear, and Soap sighed, a fissure of irritation zinging up his spine.

This was not a topic he was comfortable speaking about because honestly, what was Ghost's personal business was his own, and Soap knows way too much, and well, Soap was Ghost’s personal business.

"It's none our business, Gaz, plus pretty sure you'd be a sub with the way you submit to our Captain." It was vindictive and slightly cruel, but by God he wanted this to stop.

He made note to apologise to Gaz in the morning as the man turned three shades paler before bright red.

No one asked Rudy because everyone on base has heard him and Ale. They weren’t shy about it.

Silence reigned as Soap got up to get another drink. Well, truthfully, it lasted a beat before Gaz was spluttering and earning his own ribbing, because everyone could see his desire for Price except the man himself.

Soap could feel Ghosts eyes track every move from across the room, and he had no doubt about the fact that the giant heard every word.

They had been together for a while, finding time in dark spaces and supply closets when able. Very rare do they get to have full nights to themselves, even on base they had to be quiet and careful… but oh was it worth it. Fuck was it worth it. Still, they weren’t ready to tell the others, both of them knew of course that they wouldn’t care… Simon and Soap just wanted to stay in their peaceful bubble for a little longer.

As he made his way back to the table a sigh escaped his lips, they were still on the topic.

“…No way. Soap would be a brat hands down…”

He wasn’t sure who said it, but it pulled a laugh from him. A quick glance over his shoulder towards Ghost, a predatory smile was the only warning the man got as Soap grabbed his chair and swung it out from the table, his entire ‘Sunshine’ persona they all see dropped the moment he sat down.

It was a lazy pose, arm dangling over the back of his chair while the one with the beer bottle dangled between his spread legs. A grin pulled at his lips as he dipped his head and looked up, giving his friends his entire focus, the same focus he would give to disabling a bomb or slowly taking apart Simon till he was begging.

“Oh, ah wouldn’t ken about tha’ now.” He drawled slow and thick, his voice dripping like honey. “Ye ken whit thay say aboot assuming ‘hings.”

The grin twitched as he brought the beer to his lips, head tilting back to expose his throat but eyes never leaving their shocked faces. He let a drop escape and drip down his lips, his tongue chasing it as he resumed his heated stare. Shifting in the seat he straightened, his legs spreading more as he leant forward, saccharine smile fixed firmly, crooking his finger towards them.

“Dios mio…”

“Fuck…”

“…Johnny.”

“Let's play a game called Johnny says…” He hums leaning back once again, raising a brow and smirking. “Johnny says, spread open yer legs, put yer hands behind your head...”

#soap x ghost #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #call of duty #bd/sm kink #Dom!Soap #I really should be asleep #what even is this #Ghostsoap

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theunderflux · 6 months

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I have woken up for like ten minutes or so because of a headache, but while I'm awake, I'm making a personal note/desire here,

Have Flux spawn in or around every Tumblr blog and/or AU at least once.

Not really doing anything just standing in the background. There.

Underfell? They are there.

Underswap? There to.

Outertale? Been there!

The doodlesphere? Yep, there when you get there / look away for five seconds.

The antivoid? Yep. Playing with a squeaky toy.

The void? Somehow. It's been there too. Hating any Gaster it sees.

You can't escape the damn hound, just like I can't get it out of my head. God, I'm tired -

#glitchedmask rambles #underflux #undertale au #underflux flux #i really should be asleep #undertale alternate universe #undertale ask blog #undertale

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wowieeitsisa · 2 years

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#IsaArt #The Void #I really should be asleep

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ainawgsd · 5 months

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Christmas morning dogs among the stockings, waiting for everyone to wake up

#merry christmas #christmas morning #dogs #sven #zella #german shepherd #white german shepherd #i should clear the tray tables #i really should be asleep #but im awake

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valrnyx · 3 months

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I love making late night posts. It’s the best time to think when I’m laying in bed scrolling through my feed and I get an urge to post something either heart wrenching or some random crack post. It feels good to share my thoughts

#qsmp #late night post #I really should be asleep #this fandom has me in a choke hold

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onstrangerthighs · 1 year

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#billy hargrove #my polls #steve: nothing. he looks better when he's in nothing.#i really should be asleep #hell

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sweetadonisbutbetter · 2 years

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Two Slow Dancers (Mei/Gn!Reader)

A/N: so i wrote this a while ago and just- didn’t post it here kewk anyways- if there are any errors in this please feel free to inform me because i wrote this while half asleep and still haven’t proofread this. i also wrote this on my phone so if there is a weird format- my bad. idk if i will follow this up with a part two. shrugs anyways hope you enjoy!

warnings: spoilers for S3 if you haven’t seen it? (not the specials just season 3)

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It hadn’t been too long since MK crashed into the window shield with the first ring of Samadhi, with Sandy and your girlfriend Mei shortly behind. While Tang was observing the ring and taking notes, MK was talking your ear off about what happen after the group got separated. Something about Macaque using magic or something like that. You weren’t really paying attention however. You were focused on Mei, who sat no too far from Tang.

She was looking at the ring that he held, a concerned look on her face. You politely cut MK off, telling him that you are gonna sit by Mei and lazily explain that you missed her a lot (which wasn’t a complete lie, you did miss her a lot). MK, not really caring that you ended the conversation, nodded, and left his spot, possibly to go hang with Sandy and Mo in the front. You get up from your spot, and move to get closer to Mei. Once you are close enough, to tap her on the shoulder, which seems to startle her out of her thoughts. Her head turns in your direction, and her furrowed eyebrows relax as a smile makes its way on her face.

“Hey handsome, penny for your thoughts?” You say in a half teasing manner. She lets out a small laugh, and pats her legs. You take it as an invite to sit, so you sit on her legs, wrapping your arms around her neck as she wraps her arms around your waist. You play with her hair as she digs her face into your (chest/neck). After a beat of silence, she responds.

“Just thinking of how much I missed you.”

She says it very softly, almost a whisper, but you still hear her. Her loose grip on you tightens for just a moment, only for it to loosen once again. You can’t see her face very well, but something tells you that she isn’t telling you the whole truth. However, before you could respond back, someone clears their throat. You both look in the direction, only to see Tang staring at the both of you.

“If you two are going to do couple things, could you please do it in a different part of the van?”

You and Mei stare back for a moment, and then bust out laughing. You stand up, help Mei up and then head to a different section, somewhere where Tang won’t see the two of you cuddling. You make a mental note to say that to him when he and Pigsy are doing their version of “couple things” at a later date.

Once you two settle for a corner in the van, you grab Mei’s hand and look at her. She looks back at you, some confusion on her face.

“You know that if something is bothering you, you can talk to me. You do not have to keep it to yourself.” You say as you move your other hand to hold her face. She looks down at your hands, fingers intertwined, and puts her unoccupied hand over your hand. She closes her eyes and nods into your hand. You bring your face close to hers so that your forehead rest against hers. You both sit like that for a while, comfortable with the silence, and each other, enjoying the sense of closeness.

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You were sleeping peacefully next to Mei. The bed was a little cramped, but you both made it work. However, with a cramped bed means that you can tell when the other person is moving, and the other person was moving a lot. You woke up to Mei tossing and turning in her sleep, seemingly having an unpleasant dream, or worse, a nightmare. You gently shook her awake, not wanting to startle her too much. When it didn’t work, you began to shake her a little harder.

Eventually, she woke up, her green eyes being lit by the moon, which was the only source of light. Her eyes move in a panic as her breathing began to pick up pace. Once you two make eye contact, tears formed in her eyes, and she quickly threw her arms around you and held you tight, as she cried into your chest. You hug her back, and do your best to to comfort her and calm her down. After about a minute or so, she stops crying. You two sit in the almost silence, the only thing that can be hear are the occasional sniffling and your own heat beat.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” You murmur as you look at her. Her face is hidden by her hair, but you see the slight shake in her head, before she stops. It seems she is in thought for a moment. After a moment of silence, she whispers, “Just afraid that I am gonna end up hurting the people I love.”

This struck you in a odd direction. Never once has she had these concerns before, at least none to your knowledge. You gently grab her face and turn her head so that she looks at you.

“What do you mean by that?” Your voice a little louder than a whisper, laced with concern. She shakes her head and removes your hand.

“It’s nothing. Just a nightmare.”

“Mei-Mei, it is clearly something if it is affecting you this badly. This is the third night in a row where you’ve had a nightmare.”

“I know… it’s just…” She stops herself from speaking, almost as if she is trying to formulate a response. “I… found something out. That could change… everything.”

While talking, tears begin to well up in her eyes, threatening to fall. A few tears slip and you wipe them away with your thumb.

“I am afraid of how much this will affect me. Of how its going to affect all of my relationships, especially ours.” You take in her words, and process them. All you know about what is bothering her is that it is something big. You don’t want to force her to open up, but you know that if you don’t, she will keep it to herself. You love your girlfriend for all of her flaws, but her biggest flaw was that she rarely opened up to others about her troubles. Always the therapist friend you thought. Even as her spouse, she never opened up to you unless you completely forced her to sit down and talk. But at this moment, you felt she didn’t need that. So you opted to comfort her instead.

“Oh green bean, I promise you that whatever change it is, it won’t affect our relationship. We will work through whatever happens. Take it one day at a time, alright?” You say as you look down at her. She stares at you, seemingly in thought, before she slightly smiles, and nods. You smile back, kiss her nose, and lay back down on your pillow. “Now, lets go back to bed. It’s late and I don’t think everyone is well rested at the moment. Best get whatever sleep we can before we switch.” She nods as the both of you shuffle to get closer, wrapping arms around one another and intertwining your legs. While you fall asleep, you don’t notice that Mei stays awake, too afraid to go back to bed.

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Finally at the temple, everyone was waiting for Sun Wukong to arrive before doing anything. At least, that was the plan before the entire place began to glow.

“TANG- WHAT DID YOU DO?!” Pigsy yelled at Tang.

“ME?,” Tang yelled back, baffled that he was being blamed, “I didn’t do anything.”

“Oh- so the piece of paper just magically made a bunch of lights.”

“THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT HAPPEN. AND YOU KNOW IT!” Tang replied, before making a noise of anger. MK cut off their squabble by being attention to the rings, which flew out of his grasp, towards the center of everything. Next thing everyone knew, a beam of light comes from the area where the rings are. You hear Tang exclaim in worry, asking Mei is she is alright. You direct your attention from the light, towards where Mei and Tang are standing. Only to see your girlfriend clutching her chest, a pained look on her face. You don’t think much before you leave your spot next to Pigsy and run to Mei. Once you are next to her, you lean her against you.

“I…I don’t know.” Her voice is filled with an emotion that you can’t point-point, but you know that it isn’t good. Eventually, the beam of light stops, and Mei groans out in pain. You are so focused on making sure that Mei is okay, you barely realize that Tang is freaking out. You snap back to reality when you hear MK, he tells everyone to not touch anything until “our glowy mystic monkey” arrives. Once again to be interrupted by big shards of ice surround the entire place. You duck slightly with Mei in your arms as Tang covers the both of you with his own. You then trip a bit, with Mei almost falling. You steady yourselves, making sure that Mei is alright.

“How are you feeling? Are you in any pain?” Your voice wavering with panic. However, Mei doesn’t answer you. You look towards MK, to see that he his fighting Macaque.

As MK looses his fight with Macaque’s monkey mech, everyone watches in silence, unable to help. You feel your girlfriend tense up in your arms, upset that her friend needs her while she is sitting on the sidelines. You see her signature green lighting, but it stops abruptly as another pained noise comes from her. She falls further into your arms as Tang reaches out in an attempt to help.

“Not another move.” Macaque says as he jumps out the monkey mech. “I’ll give you two options. Option A, I take the Samadhi Fire, you do exactly what i say, and I don’t have to do anything you’ll regret. Or option B…”

Macaque trails off before he disappears into the ground and snatches Mei out of your arms. He remerges back above ground, hold Mei by her throat.

“I cut all of you down starting with the girl.”

You feel your heart drop to your feet once those words come out of his mouth.

“NO-“ You scream about to run towards him. However you are stopped by Tang, who puts his arm in front of you.

“Wait- Don’t do this.” Tang says, in a sense trying to reason with him.

“Tang, do what I’m telling you. Your friends life depends on it. Finish the ritual.”

Tang stands there for a moment. You know that if he doesn’t agree, something bad will happen to Mei. You are so caught up in your thoughts, so wprried about what is happen, what will happen to Mei, that you dont snap out of it until you hear Tang. You look towards Tang, as tears build up in his eyes.

“Alright- You win.” He takes a deep breath, and holds out his hand. His eyes glow as the rings begin to light in flame. You look at Mei, who is looking at one of the rings.

“No- Please- I- I want to get off this ride.” Her voice is filled with fear. You are about to make your way towards her, when a beam of light consumes Mei.

Everything ended up happening so fast, from Sun Wukong arriving too late, to your girlfriend literally bursting into flame. The flame was so strong that it knocked you off your feet, and onto the ground. You land on your knees, and look back up at Mei. You hear MK freak out, in an attempt to help Mei. That was until Nezha arrived and told us that nothing can help her, and that the flame will destroy Mei and everything in its path.

“WHAT?” You, Mei and MK exclaim at the same time. You are so caught up in looking at Mei, that everything around out just becomes background noise.

‘The flame is gonna destroy Mei? But it can’t- She is an innocent victim in this… Isn’t she?’ You think to yourself. You and Mei make eye contact, tears brimming in both of your eyes. You hear nothing but white noise in your ears. This couldn’t be happening. You are snapped back to reality by Tang, who puts a hand on you. You look at him, and nod, telling him you are now present. He nods back and turns back to everyone else. Turns out, the Monkey King made a mistake, and a piece of the Samadhi fire went into the White Horse dragon, which resided inside of Mei the entire time. Making her the fourth ring. This information made Mei angry, understandably so.

“YOU KNEW. YOU KNEW ALL ALONG I HAD THIS.. THING.. INSIDE OF ME.” Mei screamed angrily at Wukong. Mk tries to calm her down, but to no avail. “AND YOU HID IT FROM ALL OF US. WHY? WHAT WERE YOU AFRAID OF? THAT YOU WERE GOING TO HAVE TO TEAR ME APART TO GET YOUR PRECIOUS SAMADHI FIRE?!”

Mei’s anger transfers into the flame destroying the ground under her. Nezha is about to shield us, however Sandy ends up being the one who shields everybody. Next thing you know the fire burst everywhere. You thank Sandy for protecting everyone he could, and he nods in appreciation. While Wukong explained his (horrible) plan, you couldn’t help but try to catch glimpses of Mei.

Seeing her like this hurt you. You can tell that she was in a lot of pain. You can see why she was worried-

It all of a sudden clicked for you. It all of a sudden made sense as to why she was scared. Why she was afraid of hurting everyone, especially you. The numerous tight hugs, sleepless nights, the constant touch. Why didn’t you think of this sooner. You were now wishing that you pushed her for more during those late nights. You wished you just did that little push to get the answer out of her. Fought more for both of your sakes. The tears in your eyes began to slip as you see tears fall out of Mei’s own eyes. Though you suppose it was for a different reason. (Not like you were really paying attention.) Somehow, over all the wind, you hear Macaque say that we need to leave. Once he leaves, you hear Nezha agree about leaving, that we cannot save her.

Need to leave? We cannot save her? There has to be a way to save her. You can’t just leave her to deal with this alone. You just won’t leave her. You run past Sandy, towards Mei. You don’t notice that Nezha had attempted to stop you, not that you would’ve stopped. You try to call put to Mei, to get her attention. Thankfully, she managed to hear you. Her head turns towards you.

“Mei- Please, Bunny you need to stop.” You move closer towards her. The fire hurts as it whips past your face and as it burns your clothes, but it’s nothing compared to what Mei may be feeling. “I know that you are upset. It is completely understandable. While I may not understand what it is like to have a power you cannot control. I don’t know what it is like to feel how you and MK feel, like the world is on your very shoulders. But know that you have supported and helped everyone here, myself included. But we are also here for you. We will find a way to fix this together.” You full on sprint towards her, and wrap your arms around her. “Even if it takes a lifetime. We will fix this.”

The tears that were building up in your eyes slipped as your grip on her tightened. She stands there for a moment, the fire suddenly stops. Not that really cared. You just wanted to hold your girlfriend. She returns the hug, as a sob builds its way into her throat and threatens to overflow. However, something happens, and she pushes you away.

“I can’t. I don’t want to hurt any of you… I’m so sorry.” Mei says as she begins to float.

“Mei- What are you..” You say confusion and denial seeping into your voice. You try to stop her, but no avail. She flys off before you can say anything else. You were left starting in the general direction where she flew. You cry out for Mei, but fall back out of tiredness. Luckily, Sandy was there to catch you. You hear MK talking, however you can’t bring yourself to listen. You just lost your girlfriend, and you don’t know when you will be getting her back. You can only hope that it’s soon. Until then, you going to have to take it one day at a time.

#lmk mei x reader #lmk x reader #lmk mei #lmk tang x pisgy (mentioned)#lmk mk #lmk season 3 #uhhh spoilers ig?#idk #its late and im tired #i really should be asleep #who cares #kewk #☾adonisdraws

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thetreethatspeaks · 1 year

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GOD I HATE HATE HATE HATEEEEEE HATEEEE CRYPTOCURRENCY. GOD ITS LITERALLY FAKE- FAKE FUCKING MONEY MADE BY INTERNET GREASY ASS MEN AND ITS LITERALLY MADE UP. ITS NOT REAL YET EVERY COUNTRY RECOGNIZES IT AS REAL?? AND WE ARE JUST WASTING FUCKING MONEY ON THESE PEOPLE, CAUSE NOOO WE CANT “PRINT MORE MONEY” BUT CRYPTO IS OKAY???? HOW??? ITS MADE UP BY CODE?? ITS INFINITE???????? MAKE IT MAKE SENSE GOD I HATE CRYPTO JFC

#sorry i was ranting to my mom about this and i got really heated #i knows it’s out of the blue but idc i’m so heated about this #i could RANT ABOUT THIS FOR HOURS #we started talking about it bc trump is all about crypto now and republicans are mad #and then i just started ranting about crypto and now i’m just mad #it’s literally crazy to think about #GOD I HATE CRYPTO #i really should be asleep #i have finals tomorrow LMAO

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drawn-and-talk-of-peace · 2 years

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None of my followers signed up for these “it’s after midnight and I should really be asleep” posts, but here we are.

#i really should be asleep #but my thoughts tend to go a mile a minute at night so I’m not great at getting enough sleep

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brig-the-plant · 4 days

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I wish on sleepless nights I could write the way I did in middle and high school.

#that version of me would have pounded out my novel by now #writing #I really should be asleep #should I put a cannibal in my fae story?

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bigmoth16 · 9 months

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It's 2:42 am & I am considering sneaking to the basement for a Drumstick

#i really should be asleep #but fuck it #Fr though I want some ice cream #poor sleeping schedule #2:42am #2am #2 am posts

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islenthatur · 1 year

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Ghost was regretting saying yes the moment he stepped out of the car and into the chaos around him. His skin felt tight as he scanned the packed lot of people, fingers itching for the comfort of a knife or his gun. Everything within him was screaming that this was a mistake, that tonight was not going to go well.

But Gaz had convinced everyone of the 141 to join him for the concert, stating that he had won the tickets in a competition and didn’t want it to go to waste. Simon was never one for concerts, not since his father had dragged him to one when he was younger… had forced him to laugh at the dead… no Simon.

The only reason he agreed to go was because Soap, his Johnny was supposed to be attending tonight and Ghost wanted to surprise him. The mission he was on ended up finishing a week early and Simon missed him.

God if someone even dared to utter anything about Ghost caring for someone like he does Johnny even a year ago they would have found themselves at their end with Ghost’s dagger in their throat. But here he was, surrounded by people, in a place he never wants to be because the man he loved was to be joining them.

“Alright Kyle, you got us here. Who is it that’s playing?” Price asked with a tired sigh, this was also the last thing he wanted to do on his shore leave but he couldn’t say no to Kyle’s puppy eyes. Thankfully Simon was here as well, both of them can linger far, far back. I am too old for this.

Throw me into a warzone any day than a concert.

Kyle grinned as he led them towards the concierge desk where he was told to pick up his v.i.p tickets. “The Wulvers! They’re a military service based banned. They’ve been popular amongst the F.N.Gs and recruits for a while.”

“Oh, I’ve heard of them.” Price stated with raised brows. “Heard a song or two.”

“Da, as have I.” Nikolai stated his eyes still scanning the people around him with more interest.

Ghost let the world flow around him, letting the talk of his team surround him as he pulled the mask and hood around him tighter. He hadn’t received many looks surprisingly but as he looked around he took in with surprise he wasn’t the only one wearing a mask. He too had heard of the Wulvers, some of their songs on his own playlist when he needs to decompress but he forgot that they wore their own masks.

“Are you okay Simon?” Price asked as he fell back a step to walk side by side with his Lieutenant.

Ghost hummed low in his throat. “I am not overly fond of concerts, too many people.”

“We have our own seating area.” Gaz stated his eyes taking in the stiff frame of Ghost, the white knuckled grip and shifting eyes with a wince. “I uh- made sure of it when I got the tickets last month, apparently the band allocates small spots for military…”

Price and Ghost raised their brows in surprise at this but didn’t question it. Nikolai nodded with understanding, if he was part of a band that was mainly military service based then he too would set aside designated areas for those of service if needed.

“You said Johnny was going to be here?” Ghost asked once they made their way to the small closed off area, it was mainly three temporary walls about seven feet in height with a small gated front near the stage but off to the side, he also noted it was close to the doors.

“Yeah, he’s gonna be late, had somethin’ to do first but he’s gonna be here.” Gaz replied without hesitation or bringing to attention Ghost’s sudden nervous tone. “He’ll be excited to see ya Ghost, was mighty disappointed he had to take medical leave before you got back.”

A grumble escaped Simon’s chest, more of a snarl than anything at the mention of Soap’s injuries. Both of them got sent on separate missions, one that needed Ghost and just Ghost for infiltration while another task force needed Soaps’ expertise in demolition. He only got told the moment he got back that one of the rookies set off a trap and Soap had taken shrapnel to his thigh and burnt hands.

Nothing major but Soap had been hurt, his Johnny had been hurt and Ghost didn’t even know till he got back.

“Oh.” Gaz uttered in surprise, drawing their attention to the front where the band was getting in position. “S-Mac isn’t playing tonight… they have Ramshorn… he’s one of the original founders of the band. He took a step back years ago and no one knew why.”

Ghost followed Gaz’s hand to see who he was talking about and blinked, the first thing he saw was a cracked decaying ram skull mask that looked like it had been left to the elements for far too long, it was stunning… slightly morbid but still. There was something familiar about him that Ghost couldn’t place, he could swear that it was his Johnny but as he looked down to the exposed leather clad chest and saw the ink, he knew it wasn’t.

Because Johnny didn’t have a chest tattoo, let alone that took up the majority of his chest like Simons.

The crowd goes wild as the first notes of their first song began to play and Ghost let the world around him fade, his eyes focusing on the hand movements of the bands, the lyrics, the beat that thudded in his chest. It was anxiety inducing but yet somehow calming, it felt like the first rush of stepping of a Helo and freefalling.

We're steady on the blade

But our hearts are getting tired

Can't see it through the flames

Or the ringing in our ears

We're losing all the reasons for our hate

Have we gone too far to find escape?

Lay your weapons down

Simon rubbed his chest where the fresh tattoo itched under his skin. Something in the lyrics hitting him hard and thinking of Johnny, of them. Simon had always thought he would be KIA, he honestly thought that’s what he deserved after all he has done but Johnny had showed him otherwise. Ghost was slowly becoming obsolete with the sunshine that was John MacTavish and really… he was happy to let him rest if that’s what the man desired.

We are the warriors, who learned to love the pain We come from different places, but have the same name 'Cause we were, 'cause we were 'Cause we were, 'cause we were Born for this, we were born for this We are the broken ones, who chose to spark a flame Watch as our fire rages, our hearts are never tame

All of the 141 were born to be soldiers, their very being made of blood, war and pain… all of them a little broken, they had to be to do the jobs they did. To do the tasks the higher ups pointed them at and let loose like the rabid dogs all the other soldier saw them as.

All of them were a little rabid.

Ghost flinched as the music peaked, the crowd screamed. He longed for Johnny, to be in the small flat only a few minutes drive from here where Ghost was told to go when he got back from leave but Johnny was coming here because this was a band he faintly remembered Gaz saying he enjoyed.

So here Ghost will remain.

Go find something you can hold on to

Find someone who will be there for you

Cause that’s all that really matters in the end

Find somewhere you can come home to

Find someone that will die for you

Cause that’s all that really matters in the end Is love, love. Love

Something struck deep within Simon at those words, something he didn’t know was there. Love. Johnny knew Simon loved him even though the man could not say it yet, still terrified of the made up consequences in his mind but Ghost made sure to show his Johnny how much he loved him. How he would die for him, kill for him if asked.

He didn’t know what love could feel like till the Scot blew through all his defences like a well placed breacher charge.

He let the song flow over him, calming and pulling all the soft moments with Johnny to the forefront of his mind. A deep breath in and a sharp exhale had Price’s attention on him instantly, but Ghost was relaxed, he was calm.

“Now ladies and gentlemen,” The lead singer of the Wulvers uttered, bringing everyone’s attention to the man in the wolf skull. “We have news, unfortunately it is not happy news at all. As you can see Ramshorn has joined us for the first time in years instead of S-mac.”

A deep ragged sigh escaped the bass player in a deer mask. “You all know the reason why we hide our faces because we all serve in some way, be military, police or firemen. Ramshorn has decided to play tonight because as of three days ago S-Mac passed away from complications to injuries sustained in service… we played tonight in dedication because it was his last request and how could we refuse?”

There was a hush over the crowd, a growing sense of grief and mourning. The 141 didn’t know how to react as they took in the emotional scene with slight apathy. They lost people all the time, it was inevitable in their line of work and though it killed them all slowly with each loss… they let it flow over them like water. If they let the grief cling to them then they too would be consumed by the raging tidal wave.

“So tonight, we shall share his name as a request… we raise our glass in memoriam of S-mac… of Sergeant MacTavish my god have the patience for that chaos!”

Simon’s world crashed around him, he felt his legs give and arms catching him as the words. No, no, no, no… Johnny… it cant be please… please… He felt his lungs constrict on him, felt his heart aching in a way he had never felt before, as if it was being ripped out with bare hands.

“…mon… please son… deep breath…” Price’s voice filtered in over the roar of his blood, over the screaming in his head… was it in his head?

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