Y/N : Thought I’d Find You Here, Move Over.

-basically kidnapping y/n to get information-

Grave: Look, we don’t want any trouble. Just tell us what we need to know.

Y/n: ¿qué? No entendí. (Translation: What? I didn’t understand)

Alejandro: *assuming they can only speak spanish* No queremos problemas, solo dinos lo que necesitamos saber y eres libre de irte, amigo. (Translation: We don’t want trouble, just tell us what we need to know and you’re free to go, my friend.)

Y/n: No tengo nada que decirles gente. (Translation: I have nothing to say to you people)

-after some more questioning-

Alejandro: *is extremely frustrated* I can’t do this! ¡Hemos estado atascados en una pregunta todo este tiempo! ¡Solo coopera! (Translation: We’ve been stuck on one question this entire time! Just cooperate!)

Y/n: *pauses leaning forward* No.

Alejandro: Fuck this. *storms out*

Everyone: …

Y/n: *turns to Graves* He has no idea…

Soap: *laughs*

Ghost: wait, if you could speak English why were you so confused when Graves started talking?

Y/n: Couldn’t understand his giddy up cowboy accent.

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Please, don’t sexualize my work unless it hints to a sexual theme.

Self aware tsum tsum Wesker blurb idea from a friend :D

You just got your new little bean guy, and you’re so excited to have him. He fits in your hands and on top of your head, in your hoodie, in your shirt, in your pockets. Anywhere he fits, he sits. Work or study, he’s with you.

However you were not expecting a very loud response when you left in another room to grab something. It had you running back into the room wondering what made such a noise. Low and behold, it was the tiny Wesker plushie you now had. He seemed angry, although he did always look angry.

You blinked as he turned his little body to you. He wobbled side to side to walk, and it was so cute to see his already chubby cheeks puff up in anger.

You bent over to look at him better as he waddled over to you, nearing the edge of the desk you left him on.

“You left me here!” A very indignant tone called from the tiny plushie.

Blinking at him, you wondered if you really just heard your plushie talk to you. He huffed again as you stared down at him with wide eyes.

“Don’t just stare at me! Pick me up!” He demanded, almost childishly. You did as told and held him in your hands once more.

“Now don’t leave without me again.” He huffed, getting comfortable in your hands, like a small rabbit. Wobbling side to side to face the other way to see where you two will be going next.

Albert Wesker would be that YouTuber whose videos slowly get unhinged over time and you see him descend into madness.

Double Dutch

The twins walk in on you as you talk about your stupid, fit neighbor. Wonder who that is.

George Weasley x Reader (x Fred Weasley) | 1k+ | cw: fem!reader, fred lives stfu, harry potter lore noob, fluff, rizzler!Georgie, typos, etc.

A/N: this is a continuation to Sweets & Sweeties but both can be read individually for the most part. GUYS IDK MUCH ABOUT HARRY POTTER LORE SO PLEASE KEEP CALLING ME OUT IF YOU NEED TO COS WHAT DO YOU MEAN I THERES AN UNLOCKING SPELL HAHAHAHAHAH | cross posted on ao3

"And they didn't just use Alohomora?"

You giggle as you momentarily lean on your mop to turn to your phone, "that's what I'm saying!"

Your friend snorts from the other side of the line.

"But," you continue mopping, "to be fair, even I didn't think of it in the moment. I was just glad they helped me get back in my shop when it felt like I'd be locked in forever."

Your friend groans, "you can be so dramatic. Why would you be locked forever from your shop?"

"Stop it. I was seriously debating throwing rocks at my window to get in."

"Wow," your friend laughs, just as the bell on your front door rings, "you're just as stupid as your neighbor."

You look over your shoulder mid-mopping, "sorry, shop's not..."

You grip your mop tightly as the tall man raises a hand, "mornin'."

"... open yet."

His smirk is lopsided as he raises a brow, "not even for your stupid neighbor?"

Your stomach drops and blood rushes up your neck.

"Bloody hell," your friend's voice on loud speaker reverberates in your empty bake shop, "did your fit neighbor walk in?"

The said man chuckles and you nearly whack your phone with your mop. You quickly end the call and grit your teeth in embarrassment, unable to turn back to the red haired man that was laughing yet again.

"Fit neighbor, huh?"

You clear your throat as you decide to put a brave face on and feign ignorance. You turn to him with a dramatic hair flip and shrug.

Fred or George Weasely smiles then hums, crossing his arms. Which one he was, you couldn't tell. "Glad to know you find me fit, love."

"I-" you clear your throat, "that wasn't about you."

His brows quirk and his lips part. He scoffs in offence but his smile is still visible, "don't tell me you think I'm stupid and brother's fit." He walks over, shaking his head, clicking his tongue, "you have terrible taste in men."

You snort to mask the feel of your face burning, then pretend mopping is more exciting you really think it is, "I-" you clear your throat as you clean the tiles in front of your cake display, "don't even know which one you are."

The sheer dramatics of his gasp forces you to look back at him. The Weasley has a fist on his chest, pretending he was stabbed. He grunts in faux pain, "you're telling me I look exactly like Fred?" He rests the back of his hand on his forehead and turns away, "the horrors."

The laugh he pulls out from you is dangerous. It's full and giddy. It's more than amusement, it's full blown endearment that makes your belly roll. You stifle your laughter with your sleeve, feeling warmth linger on your cheeks. Your heart races as he, as George, saunters in front of you, hands smoothly sliding into his pockets. He tilts his head with a sigh, "might have to get even for that terrible remark, my..." he looks around the shop, "sweet neighbor."

You look up at him, pursing your lips to withhold your smile. You shrug, "I doubt a boy named Georgie can do so much damage."

He snorts and shakes his head, "cheeky bugger."

You tense when he leans forward.

"Did you just dare me to do you some damage, sweetheart?"

You open your mouth, but a strangled gasp is all that leaves you because he places his hands atop yours as he takes your mop from you.

"I feel like you don't need anymore damage, considering you did just break a mug."

You stare at him as he haphazardly starts mopping around. Your belly reacts to how he circles around the mop and shoots you a grin. You gulp, "how did you know I broke a mug?"

"Pfft," he scoffs, straightening up, resting his elbow on the top of the mop. Damn, he was tall. "I heard it break. Why do you think I came over here? To check on you!"

Your brows furrow as he puts the mop aside, "how'd you know it was a mug though?"

Georgie shrugs, "well, cause I'm a genius."

You give him a look.

He mirrors your look, then slowly begins to lean forward again, "d'ya want me to prove it?"

Your heart races as you slowly lean back, "w-what? No?"

"Wicked," he grins, straightening up, "you think I'm a genius, do ya?"

"W-What?"

"I just called myself a genius and you agreed," he puts his hands in his pockets and moves towards your cake display. He points, "that looks really good."

You compose yourself by brushing your hair back, "shop's not open yet, genius."

Georgie turns to you with a grin. He breaks into a chuckle, "why not?"

"I'm still cleaning."

He looks around the room and pulls out his wand from his pocket, "I-"

"No!" you raise your hands, "I like cleaning!"

He lowers his wand.

"I don't have anything to do before opening, and cleaning, you know..." you trail off and look away.

"No, I don't actually," he tilts his head in interest, "cleaning what?"

You shrug as you look back at him, "it gives me something to do."

He purses his lips and raises his brows, "wouldn't you rather do something fun?"

You chuckle and shake your head, "that's easy for you to say. You own Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes."

Georgie shakes his head and raises his hands, "that's ex-"

"And you have your twin brother."

"... so?"

"You have someone to have fun with. I bet you never get homesick at all."

"Oh," he lowers his hands, "distraction for the loneliness, is it?"

You purse your lips and shrug, "yeah."

He offers you a soft smile, "I'm not a genius actually," he points his thumb over his shoulder, "your broken mug pieces are on your counter."

You turn to said object and counter, feeling bashful that you forgot about it, "oh, that's-"

"And I didn't come here because I heard you break it," he buzzes his lips then rubs his ear, "I don't think my ears are good enough for that."

You raise your brows, "I mean, I figured. I don't think anyone's ears are good enough for that."

"I did come here because I wanted to spend time with you."

You freeze.

"Want," he corrects, "I want to."

You feel blood rush up your face.

"That is," he motions vaguely and shrugs, "only if you want to take back what you said about me being the stupid one and Fred being the fit one."

"You think I'm fit?"

You both turn to the front door, only realizing now the bell had rung. Your face was burning, "I-"

"This isn't about you!"

Fred walks in, "oh, ho, ho, I do beg to differ."

Overwhelmed by the two Weasley men who begin to bicker in front of you, you step back unable to do anything but watch for a moment. That is until George says:

"No, I told you I think she's cute."

Fred scoffs, "I totally said she was cute first!"

"Keep lying, you liar."

"I literally told you the moment she w—"

"SHOP'S STILL CLOSED!" you blurt, making them turn to you. You gulp as they turn to you, and exaggeratedly clear your throat, "though I appreciate you both," cough, "think I'm cute, I have to prepare things."

"What things?" they ask in unison.

You stutter, "t-things!"

"I can help," they say at once, turning to each other, "Jinx. Double jinx. TRIPLE J-"

"GET OUT!" you point to the door, "respectfully."

The twins visibly deflate. George smacks Fred on the chest, "this is all your fault."

"Mine?" Fred scoffs, "you're the one that-"

You cut their bickering off short by pushing them towards the door. They begin to protest but do not try to overpower you to stay inside. You huff once you manage to kick them out and wave them goodbye.

"I thought we could drop by at any time for a cuppa?!" George calls out.

Fred huffs and cups the sides of his mouth, "liar!"

You chuckle softly under your breath, face warm as ever as you give them a look, "later! Once I open!"

They both huff and turn to each other. Fred says, "that's not any time, now is it."

"No, it isn't," George agrees.

Male reader that is 7'3 tall like that mf towers everyone and has a big dog I mean a HUGE boy that you can ride on and perverse Male reader and sleeps on his bed literally

I just wanna see the bois on call of dutys reaction meeting him-

(Gonna be my first time writing so PRAY for meeee, I hope this is good)

BIG THANK YOU to the Anon who requested this!

I'm freaking out but trying my best!

So I hope you like this

141 Boys X Male Reader with a Big Wolf

When Laswell said they were getting a new soldier, Price had just expected a simple newbie that they would have to train.

The C.I.A. agent was quick to stop those thoughts when she mentioned that you were a good tracker and also had a K9 companion that also followed him around as well.

Your name was “Y/n” but went by Hound on the field. You was great at stealth despite having a height of 7’3, but you were also selectively mute. Price could only glare at your file when he also saw the picture of the K9 that was tall enough to ride on.

Price could only listen in silence as Laswell continued to tell him about the man’s skills. Some parts even making him question where the hell someone managed to find you as well.

When she concluded her speech, both said their goodbyes before hanging up. Price sat on his desk as he let his thoughts wander about Y/n and decided to get up and inform the rest of boys.

After doing so, the next day, the helo landed as Price and could only prepare himself for their newest recruit.

It seemed your file wasn’t playing tricks on him when he saw your 7’3 stature along with the Black Timber Wolf, which god only knows how you tamed, that walked along your side.

When you came up to him, Price introduced you to the 141. Even so, his eyes were on the wolf at all times. Ghost, Gaz, and Soap also had similar reactions as they stared in bewilderment at the animal.

After introductions, he let you go settle in before turning back to his men.

“I THOUGHT YOU SAID IT WAS A K9, NOT A WHOLE GODDAMN WOLF!” Soap screamed at him.

“Sir, how the hell did Kate find this man?” Gaz could only question him.

Price shrugged back in response before turning to Ghost.

The man stared back and shrugged before turning away to go back to what he was doing previously. Price let the other two go as he could only imagine what else was going through their minds.

(Gonna do something weird and kinda switch to headcannons here)

Soap

Was surprised when he saw the Wolf first rather than you

Despite freaking out slightly, he really really REALLY wanted to rub that K9's belly

Call him a good boy too

He looked so calm when standing next to you and couldn't help but wonder how you two met as well

He also wished he could ride on top of him like Y/n did but the wolf turned away from him

When it was nighttime, he went to go get something from the fridge

He hardly took notice of Y/n before turning around and eyes widening in fear before hitting him with the sandwich he made and slamming you to the ground

When he noticed it was you he relax and apologized but told you to make yourself know before walking you back to your room

When he saw you open the door, he saw the wolf laying on your bed

The wolf spared him a glance and looked at his owner before moving slightly to give you some space on the bed

Y/n chuckled before getting the bed as well

Soap could only close the door as you and the wolf fell asleep cooing at how cute you two were in bed

Ghost

Was surprised to see the wolf but didn't show it

Questioned how you and the wolf met though to himself

Definitely kept a more close eye on you and your wolf than the others

Didn't mind making small conversation with you either

When it was nighttime and he was up reading, he decided to get some water but didn't realize you crept up behind before reaching over him to get something for yourself

He elbowed you in your rib before grabbing the closest thing to a knife in the kitchen

When he did spin back around and notice it was you he sent a small glare but apologized

He offered to walk you back to your room too

He noticed the dog on the bed and squinted a bit but thought nothing of it

Gaz

Was in awe when he saw the huge black wolf

Like Soap, he was also curious to pet the K9

Thought you were like the ultimate beast tamer or something when he saw you ride up on the damn wolf up to them and nearly passed out

Also took in you appearance more when he met you

At night, he was up and walked right past you chilling on the couch

When you came up behind, he turned around and shrieked

Like HIGH pitch girl shriek

He stared at you for a second before telling you to tell no one

He was so embarrassed that he began to walk back to his room and you followed

Just before entering his room, he turned around and saw the wolf laying on top of your bed comfortably and gushed over the sight as it sleep

Price

Like the others, he was surprised but wasn't fazed by your presence

The Wolf however caught his attention quickly

Laswell said it was a K9

It wasn't a K9

It was a big ass wolf that you could ride on top of

It was like something you'd see out of a fairytale or something

Price could only shake his head as he watched you and the wolf head towards your room

During the night, he was up finishing some paperwork and decided to go make some tea

Surprisingly, he walked right past you and you decided to follow to see what the Captain was up to

While the man made his tea, you came up from behind casting a shadow over Price and the Captain took notice before nearly wiping around and hitting you with the kettle

Thankfully you dodged just in time before Price finally realized who it was

The man's heart was pounding as he breathed before finally getting it under control

He didn't ask what your were doing up but did say you should be in bed at this hour and nodded towards the barracks and walked you towards them

While he watched you enter your room he saw the black fur that belong to your canine companion

He was surprised to see he wasn't in a cage but slept on the bed with you

He didn't comment as he closed the door and let you two sleep but kept the image in his head

He found it cute

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