My You-niverse: Duke Leto Atreides

My You-niverse: Duke Leto Atreides

Fandom: Oscar Isaac

Pairing: Duke Leto Atreides x F!Reader, throughout the series: Marc Spector x F!Reader, Steven Grant x F!Reader

Summary: You and America get stuck portal jumping until you reach your universe again. In the meantime, you meet various versions of your husband.

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You're staring out the window when a woman's voice broke your trance, "I'm surprised you're still here."

You turn to see a woman in elegant, yet casual wear. Jessica, your mind clicks, Lady Jessica. Your husband's concubine and your dear friend. Mother to your step-son, Paul.

You completely face her, "Sorry, I was just thinking."

"About?"

"My time here.," you answer, but Jessica looks at you knowingly. You chuckle, "What?"

"Is something wrong?"

You shake your head, "No, should there be?"

"You seem different," she walks over to you and grabs your hand, "Stardust, whatever it is, you know you can confide in me, always."

You nod, "I know, thank you. It's just..." you're conflicted. The mind, is at war right now. The memories of the 'original' you and this you are clashing. You're seeing flashes from this universe, the one before that. You're seeing Marc, Richard, Laurent, all of these different versions of your husband. Your head is pounding and you start feeling dizzy.

"Y/N? Y/N!" Jessica yells out as she catches your falling form. Before things fade to black, you hear, "CALL THE DUKE! NOW!"

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"A prison?!" Steve exclaims in surprise, "Y/N's a prisoner in this universe?"

"Seems so," Stephen Strange answers as your necklace glows bright, "This is the brightest I've seen this glow." After discovering the spell to help track you down, him, Steven, and America had travelled to five other universe, such as one where Marc was a homicidal drifter and another where he was a Russian security guard. It was very...odd, for Marc and Steven to see themselves as such.

"So this is a good sign right?" America asks, "Because it's glowing so bright, that means the next universe or so, we'll find her, right?"

"Here's hoping so," Stephen leads them further into a forest near the prison, "Alright, kid. Go ahead."

For the past few universes, Stephen has been transporting them. America, still guilty for losing you, had been apprehensive about using her powers. It took a lot to bring her confidence back. Thankfully, Marc and Steven didn't blame her at all for losing you. A lot of her guilt had washed away, but she still felt bad.

She steps forward and gulps. She's mentally hyping herself up. With a deep breath, she pushes her palm out and a portal the shape of a star appears.

Stephen gives her a proud nod, "Good." He proceeds to walk through the portal with Steven following behind and then America after them.

When they walk through, they're standing on a grassy cliff. The sky is gloomy and huge waves are crashing against the cliff.

Your necklace is hot and bright in Stephen's hand, "She's here." He states, "We just need to find her. Remember to stay vigilant and don't run into our dopplegangers."

America salutes, "Aye aye, Doc!"

Steven nods, "Yeah, alright."

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You're sitting on a picnic blanket in Potters Field Park with the perfect view of the Tower Bridge and River Thames. The sun is shining on you, a slight breeze going by. You're focused on the book in your lap.

Marc lays beside you on his side, his arm propping his head up. He stares at you with so much fondness in his eyes while you read.

"You're distracting me," you simply state, eyes not moving from the book.

"What? Can I not stare lovingly at my wife?" he asks with a smirk.

You look up from your book and he's still smiling at you. You place your bookmark in between the pages of where you left off and shut the book. You poke Marc's shoulder and he falls onto his back. You proceed to lay down with him, taking your place in his arms, right where you belong.

The both of you lay in silence, cherishing the warmth of each other and the ambiance of London around you.

You feel him kiss your head, "Love you, baby."

You smile and curl into him more, "Love you too."

Your eyes snap open. You're confused and head still hurts . The lights in your bedroom are low, but you hear the crackling of a fire ablaze. You take a quick inhale as you sit up, alerting the others around the room.

"Stardust," Leto says in relief as he rushes from his chair, Jessica sitting beside him.

"What happened?" you ask, rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

"We were talking in the training room. Something seemed off about you and then you just fainted," Jessica answers.

"If you weren't feeling well, you shouldn't have trained with me. You should've told me," Leto looked slightly upset with you, but mainly concerned.

"No, no, I was feeling fine. I..Who's Marc?"

Leto's brows furrow, "Who?"

"Marc. I-I had this dream, but it didn't feel like a dream. Like a memory. Leto, it was you, but not at the same time. Same face, but you went by Marc and-and we weren't here in Caladan. We were...I'm not sure where we were, but you were there."

Leto looks at Jessica with confusion and concern. She shakes her head in response to his silent question, but then speaks, "I will seek council with the Reverend Mother Superior. Perhaps she might know what's going on."

You hold your head, trying to grasp what's happening. In your mind, you're still getting glimpses. You see yourself with Leto here, your marriage that occurred for political gain, but then grew into genuine love. You see yourself spending time with Jessica, allowing yourself to not be jealous of the relationship she has with Leto. You see Paul training with you and Duncan.

But then in slips, other versions of Leto. One where he's in some sort of masked costume, another where he's bald with a beard and waring a sweaty tank top. Another where he's wearing some sort of tactical vest.

"What is happening to me?" you ask to no one in particular, but Leto answers.

"I don't know, but we'll figure it out," he reaches out and takes your hand. It feels comforting, his callous hands in yours.

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"Well...that went well," Steven snarks as him, Stephen, and America are lead towards some sort of throne room. A woman stands at the forefront with a questioning look on her face.

"Who are you and what brings you to our planet?"

"Ah, so not only are we in a different universe but a different planet, splendid," Steven retorted and Stephen shot him with a glare, "Sorry," he mumbles and looks down.

"Marc?" the woman asks, which causes Steven to look up in surprise.

"Did you just say Marc?" he asks.

"Are you Marc?" she asks skeptically.

"Uh, well, yes, but also no. I-It's a little complicated, but, I-er-"he takes a sharp inhale and stares for a bit, when he comes back to, his demeanor is different.

"I'm Marc. How do you know my name?"

"The lady of the House, Y/N Atreides, she mentioned your name earlier. Why?"

"If I may-" Stephen stepped forward but Gurney immediately stuck his arm out.

The woman held up her hand, "It's alright, Gurney. I sense these people aren't here to harm us."

"Lady Jessica-" the burley man's words halt as Jessica gives him a look. He lets out a disgruntled sound before dropping his arm and taking a step back.

"Y/N, she's here?" Stephen asks.

"Yes, but she's in no condition to speak right now. She's resting."

"We need to see her," Marc demands.

"Marc-"

"No! We've spent all this time looking for her and she's finally here! We can take her back with us!"

"Calm down-"

"I want my wife back, Stephen!"

The woman holds up her hand again, "I will bring you to Y/N, however, I need some answers before you do."

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Leto had moved to join you in bed. He lays beside you and you're resting your head on his now bare chest. He's gently rubbing his hand up and down your arm. You feel at peace, that is, until the door opens to reveal Jessica.

The both of you sit up, "What did the Reverend Mother say?" you ask.

"I didn't speak to her yet. We had some unexpected guests." she steps to the side and in runs America with Marc and Stephen behind her.

"Y/N!"

Marc pauses as he sees his doppleganger with longer hair, fuller beard, but the same cautious expression he gives when he's around strangers.

"What's going on?" you ask.

Marc's attention goes back to you, "Hi, baby," he says in relief and goes over to you, "We're to take you home."

"You're Marc. You were in my dream."

"Baby, that wasn't a dream. It was a memory. This isn't your universe. This isn't your home." he reaches out and places his hand on yours, "We're your home."

You pull back your hand, "No, you're not. This is my home. You're-You're just a figment of my imagination. Or-Or I'm still asleep!"

Marc looks at Stephen, "What's happening?"

"I was afraid this was going to happen."

"What was going to happen?" Marc stands and approaches the sorcerer, "What didn't you tell us?"

"Will all of the universes she'd been dragged to, her mind, her memories, they're getting jumbled. The ones from our universe and the others, she's now struggling with her other selves."

Leto slips out of bed and goes to Jessica, concern written all over him, "What did you do?"

"Nothing, my love, I, promise. These people...they come from another universe and it seems that Y/N," she gestures to you, who is now listening to America, "is from their universe."

"And what, we just let them take her from us?" Leto asks with hostility.

"I've already called for the Reverend Mother. Hopefully she will be able to-"

"NO! I WON'T GO WITH YOU!" you're yelling. Leto immediately pushes past Marc and America who seem to be pleading with you.

"Leave her alone!"

Marc stands chest to chest with his doppleganer, "Listen, she doesn't belong here. She belongs back with us in our universe. She's my wife!"

"You need to leave."

"Or what?"

"Or I make you leave."

Marc and Leto glare eat each other, one trying to best the other. However, their attention goes back to you when you speak, "Wait, let me see that." you point to the necklace in Stephen's hand.

Marc grabs it and holds it out to you, "I gave this to you for our anniversary. Whenever we went on missions, you asked me to hold it because you didn't trust yourself to keep it safe."

He places the necklace in your hand and a burst of white light blasts out of the pendant, blinding you and everyone else in the room.

I have been feeling Sick the past few days so I'm gonna disassociate and pretend that this is happening to me in the Werewolf!AU 😖 Who's completely unafraid and snuggling with me all the time to keep me warm while a fever kicks my ass and who is three countries over and still running from The Germs ™️

(Dont answer this if you dont want to, also I'm on three different kinds of meds rn so if this is incoherent I'm so sorry)

Werewolf AU! w a sick S/O

cw: none really! sfw, fluff, some kissing licking yada yada, mdni

make sure you're taking your vitamins and getting your vaccine friends!! I hope you both feel better!! 🫂🫂

Gaz

hates being sick, so he tries to hang around in the other room if he can. he'll immediately get up if you holler for him, but would prefer not to be sick.

however, Gaz is a total sucker and if you whinper a bit, he'll curl right up with you. he wraps his tail around you, balled up against his torso.

usually falls asleep there with you. you end up sleeping through most of your sickness with him.

when you arent sleeping, he finds this as a perfect excuse to catch up on shows together.

orders some hot pho to make you feel better.. asks if you can feed him some of the raw meat slivers. he probably ordered an extra side of raw steak just for himself.

*licks your fingers clean* *wags*

Price

also hates being sick! but he rarely EVER gets sick, so he doesn't mind curling up with you if you are.

I've said it before and I'll say it again, John is a working dog. needs a job to do or he'll go mad. even if its just fetching your medicine every few hours, he's on it. you tell him to bring the medicine into the bedroom so he doesn't have to keep running to get it, but he insists he likes the back and forth.

helps your fever go down with cool showers. his gigantic back keeps most of the water away from your skin and his big warm arms keep you at a manageable temp

if you can't stop shivering tho, he's either laying himself on top of you or putting you on top of him. pushes your head into his plush fur and nuzzles your head.

puts his cold, wet nose against your forehead or your neck to keep track of your temperature or to help you cool off.

Simon

hates seeing you sick so works overtime to make you feel better asap.

unlike Price, he gets the sniffles easy so he tries to not lay with you all day. he'll stay in bed until youve dozed back off in a medicine induced slumber and tip toe off so you get rest.

but he doesn't abandon you by any means! it's actually quite the opposite. he's doting on you often, checking your temp and bringing you drinks to keep you hydrated.

knows you don't have much of an appetite but does his best to make your favorite soups. doesn't force you to eat, but leaves snacks on the bedside table just in case.

"gotta eat somethin', sweetheart."

can't resist you if you're grabbing at him and gently pulling him sleepily back into your arms. you'd much rather cuddle him than est another gross saltine anyway. he'll crawl over slowly, making sure he doesn't squish you before he plops next to you with a big wuff. pulls you right into his chest. rroorororoooo

Soap

obviously prefers not to be sick, but doesn't care if he gets your germs because your germs are yours and he loves you.

Dr McTavish is in the building

really takes on the role of taking care of you, runs you luke warm baths, bringsbyou the best food his mom taught him how to whip up. want a massage? he's on it! sinuses are swollen? he's getting little chilled patches for under your eyes.

Soap is a drooler and it comes in handy sometimes. licks and kisses your hot skin, cooling it in the process when his breath fans over it. good shivers when he licks the back of your neck so help you cool off.

"yae feelin' be' er?

wags his tail when you smile and nod. little boost of confidence knowing he can take good care of you even has a lumbering werewolf.

Alejandro

egg cleanse 🥚

muttering various Spanish under his breath as he goes from the kitchen to your bedside, back to the kitchen, to the bathroom and back again.

dotes on you but like.. as if he's mad the sickness even date infected you in the first place.

"as soon as this is over with, you're going to start taking vitamins. everyday"

one plus side to this is now you'll sit in a cold bath with him. wraps you up in his arms, resting his muzzle on your shoulder. good cuddles ♡

shakes out his fur because of course he does. and wraps you up in several towels. doesn't wanna get the bet wet, so he waits on the floor until he's dry.

likes when you poke an arm out of your towel to pet his head. even as you're falling asleep, he's asking if you need anything before you doze off.

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Oho, you just gave me an excuse to fangirl >:) I took my time with this ehe

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Hi can you do COD with TS141+König or anyone else you’d like with reader who likes to put her/their (whichever one you’re more comfortable writing) jewelry inside one of their pockets on their vests for safe keeping? Usually reader is BTS on the missions but on times reader goes out with them, reader has a ton of jewelry on and just puts it in their pocket without them looking if that makes sense? Thanks! And take care!

König

Confused at first when he found your jewelry in his vest. Wondering if he picked it up when you two first met.

When visiting the Border and Transportation Security building again he watch as you set your jewelry in side pocket of your vest while thought no one was looking. He admired you from afar, wanting to know more about you.

Sometimes each day after visiting your working field he would hope you put jewelry in his vest or pocket. Started his own little collection of your things.

Soon he started to see how you stopped randomly and slightly whines about it to one of his colleagues.

“She just stop.. it’s been three weeks and nothing!” König whines while looking at Horangi. “Why.. did she just not want to care anymor—“

“Maybe she ran out of jewelry?” Horangi suggests with a sigh. “I mean it would get tiring to keep buying jewelry.”

With that thought he immediately left the room and rushed to you. Finding all the jewelry he went to your office and set it all down in front of you. It was awkward as you thought you lost of it forever.

“Don’t stop.” König says in a raspy tone. “Please..”

With that, you never did. You place jewelry in hard places to find in his vest, making it a small little game. König sometimes kept the jewelry close to his heart when in tense situations in the field . Reminding himself that there is someone who will be devastated if he was to die and end the game like that.

John “Captain” Price

Like König he was confused on how your jewelry ended in his vest. Thinking he might of picked it up by accident he started at it trying to remember if ge did.

When visiting you again he brought it to you and apologize. You smiled at him and thank him for bringing it back. That you were “searching for it endlessly.” Even though you weren’t.. Price hearts began to race as saw your smile, it wasn’t any smile you gave to anyone. It was a clearly loving one that took over his heart.

Once again when Price came by you placed the jewelry in his pockets. Tricking him into coming back each time he found it to talk to you. Of course Price caught on quickly and just came by randomly, surprising you at times with coffee. Yet the day you stopped his heart stopped as he thought he dropped it somewhere in the base.

“Shit.. shit!” Price whispers yells while scanning the hall. “Where is it.. where is it..”

“What are you looking for Cap?” Gaz asks approaching Price. “Cap?”

“I lost it..” Price says defeated now. “Damn it!”

“Lost what..?” Gaz asks now worried for mood change in Price.

“The necklace..” Price sighs with sadness. “Bloody hell..”

“Maybe she didn’t put anything in your vest today.” Gaz says with a shrug.

Before the conversation could continue Price is literally running to your work space. He opened the door and took a deep breath as he saw you hold the necklace.

“..why.. did you stop..?” Price asks grabbing the necklace. “..Please don’t stop this..it’s the only way I can bring myself to.. see you..”

After that you never stopped. Price at times did get too busy to see you, but always held the necklace close to his heart during meetings and paperwork.

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

Gaz was surprised to find your jewelry in his vest. Especially when he knew you loved that necklace. He would stare at it then put it on without care.

When seeing you again he showed off the necklace hopping you wouldn’t say anything. You laugh and looked at him before he gave it back. Gaz loved the smile and laughter he would often even steal the necklaces to see you again and say “you put it in my vest again.” Pretty much gaslighting you but in a good way?

Yet the moment you stopped brining jewelry Gaz quickly pointed it out. It was the only way Price would let him see you, Gaz annoyed would sneak away from his station to see you. Immediately questioning you about everything and even come to whine to you about this issue.

“Why did you stop..?” Gaz asks in squeaky tone. “Do you.. not like it when I take it?”

“Gaz no it’s ju—“ you try to say before Gaz grabbing your face. “Gaz?”

“Please.. please tell me why you stopped..” Gaz whimpered slightly. “Did I get too annoying, I can stop just don’t.. stop our thing..”

“Gaz easy now, I just left it my car I keep forgetting to get it.” You say with a chuckle making him embarrassed. “I’ll bring it after my lunch..”

Gaz embarrassed he would still see you but made sure you always had your jewelry. You got happy with his visits and even bought a matching bracelet for him. Gaz was really excited when you gave it to him.

On though missions when it seemed like he wouldn’t be able to escape, he would kiss the bracelet and remember your waiting on him.

John “Soap” Mactavish

Sopa was no fool when the moment he found the jewelry, he could clearly tell how you felt but would act coy to see how long the game will last.

Soap would bring the jewelry back to you, but while you were busy and had to much stuff going on to even notice him. He found it funny to see you all a reck, all over the place like a bouncy ball bouncing off the walls. Soap did help you at times, but not much since that’s not his work field.

This is man is no secret holder, he would brag to Ghost about the situation. Then, when you stopped he would run to Ghost slightly accusing him of telling you about the bragging.

“You told her.” Soap says now upset. “You did..didn’t you!”

“What are you on about..” Ghost husky voice picks up. “Tell who what?”

“You know!” Soap says slightly unamused. “You know how much I like her!”

“Johnny the fuck are you talking about?” Ghost asks now concerned. “Johnny you talking about the jewelry girl?”

“Yeah!” Soap says angry now think Ghost did do something. “You did do something!”

“Johnny.. she’s right behind you.” Ghost says shaking his head. “Bloody hell..”

When ghost leaves you start laughing and cover your face. Soap embarrassed looks away and face palms. You hand Soap your necklace and ring. Soap immediately holds it close and sighs.

“Don’t.. scare me like that.. I thought I wouldn’t see you again without a reason..” Soap hums now looking at you. “..I like you..”

“Oh soap..” You say with a teary smile. “I like you too!”

After that you always made sure that Soap had something of yours. Making sure he can never forget you when his in missions. That he knows you will always be waiting for him when he comes back.

Simon “Ghost” Riley

Let’s be honest here, nothing can get pass this man. So the moment you tried to sneak some of your jewelry in his vest he grabbed your hand and gave you a cold stare. He was never distracted for you to have the opportunity to set something in his vest. He did question you immediately on what your plan is.

When coming back around your work area he does stare at the jewelry you “hide” from your co-works and boss. He then acts like his not paying attention to give you a chance. Ghost doesn’t even know why he is doing it. When you do put the jewelry in his vest you think you’re the best and finally complete a super risky mission. Yet ghost watches you from the corner of his eyes and smiles a bit seeing you happy. He immediately leaves seeing that he smiled at you. Ghost doesn’t like that part of himself and decides to isolate himself form you.

He does soon return the jewelry after a few weeks. Ghost doesn’t even say anything he just sets it down and walks away. His too confused on his feelings to understand he loves you.

When Ghost sees you avoid him too and stop bringing jewelry he immediately confronts you and the most calmest way ever.

“Why did you stop” Ghost says in a calm icy tone.

“Stop what?” You say clearly confused. “Lieutenant..?”

“You stopped trying and bringing.” Ghost says now with more emotion. “You got bored of me didn’t you?”

“..I’m sorry but what are you.. going about?” You say now confused. “Are you fee—“

“The jewelry!” Ghost says slamming his hand on the table. “Why did you stop it!”

“Because I didn’t want anger you!” You yell back with some anger. “Yet it seems it did the opposite!”

“Well it seems like it!” Ghost says shaking his head. “Wai—“

You both stare at each other and laugh. A real laugh from ghost was a rare thing, after a while Ghost let his guard down around you letting you put the jewelry in his vest.

During missions he would wear the necklace or ring. If questioned by his team, he ignores them and continues on to see you.

Cod Men as Sex Robots Au

Requested: No

Warnings: Spice. Vulgar language. Probably very incorrect Spanish.

A/N: this will not leave my head and I don’t know why.

It was a joke, a mean joke by your friends. To spice up your sex life they said.

“It” being the (rather expensive) sex bot in front of you, partway unwrapped from when you were oblivious to what he was. At least your friends got points for really going all out for your birthday. Although they likely saved a bit of money by going for one of the somewhat unpopular military styled ones.

You sighed, gently stroking the full lips of the robot in front of you. They were….rather soft for something made of metal and plastic. They almost felt real.

You sighed again, turning to walk away and get a drink from your kitchen but tripping over your own feet in the process, making you fall back…..and into a pair of strong arms.

Ghost

Ghost looks down at the person in his arms curiously, feeling a bit awkward without his mask on. It was part of his programming after all, a sort of “scary” rough and tumble model, and he couldn’t be that without his mask. But if you didn’t want it on then he wasn’t allowed to deny you. Besides, the way you were touching his lips earlier was….nice.

“You okay?” He grunts out, righting you but not fully letting go, his hand staying on your lower back and keeping you close. Carefully, his eyes scan your face, marking it in his systems.

He hummed when you finally nodded in answer to his question, his hand dipping under your waistband and gripping one of your cheeks roughly.

“Good. But how about we work on making you a little less okay, yeah?”

Soap

“Falling for me already, huh?” Soap jokes with a big bright smile as he cradles you back against him, his eyes already scanning your face, registering you in his system as “Owner”. He was a sort of “cute” model. For people who liked more romance or fun in their sexy times.

He’s not deterred by the way you don’t answer, his smile still on his face as he leans in close and presses his lips to yours, tongue flicking at your lips playfully before he pulls back.

“Cat got your tongue, Beautiful?” He chuckled, adoring the bashful look that comes over your face, the way you unsuccessfully try to compose yourself. It doesn’t last long, not when he steps closer, making easy work of undoing the strings of your sweatpants before yanking you closer by the waistband. “How about we take this somewhere more comfortable?”

König

“Are you okay, Maus?” König asks you, his shroud still pulled up over his mouth, dangling precariously on the bridge of his nose. He was so big, but his nature was so soft. A sort of gentle giant model. He looks relieved when you nod affirmatively at his question, smiling kindly at you as he helps you back up to your feet. “I’m so glad! I’m not programmed to drive a car so I don’t know what I’d do if my beloved Maus was to get hurt.” He hums, cupping your cheeks in his big warm hands.

Idly, you wondered how something made of plastic and metal could be so humanly warm and soft.

His eyes glow yellow behind his mask, protocol making him analyze your size compared to his, already making him think of the best ways to have you take him without hurting you. How to stretch you so deliciously around his fingers so you could later take his cock.

His cheeks reddened a bit, internal fans kicking on to help cool him down so he wouldn’t overheat.

“It’s nice to meet you, Maus.”

Alejandro

“*Si te vas a caer, al menos asegurémonos de que la próxima vez caigas en mi polla.” Alejandro tells you, smirking at your confused expression. Whether it was because you didn’t understand Spanish or because you were just confused as to why he was one, he didn’t know. Either way, he switched to English, just in case. “Hello, Beautiful.” He purrs, ever the flirt. And not just because it was part of his programming.

He cups your cheeks, leaning in and rubbing his nose up against yours, his eyes faintly glowing as he subtly scans your pupils (part of his recognition system).

“No need to look so tense, Amor.” He tuts, clicking his tongue. “I want you nice and relaxed for me.” He says, pushing you back onto your couch, barely letting any time pass before he’s crawling on top of you, working your shirt up and over your head. “Much better.”

*Si te vas a caer, al menos asegurémonos de que la próxima vez caigas en mi polla. = If you’re going to fall, let’s at least make sure it’s my cock you land on next time.

ghost and overconfident rookie tidbits for you

the other recruits are chattering about ghost like hes the stuff of legend in the mess hall. its not easy to ignore them given how loud they are. he doesn’t like the attention, he tells himself, he’s unconcerned with what these random fngs think of him until rookie pipes up; “can you shut the fuck up? he’s just some guy.” just some guy? what the fuck? he cant tell if he’s offended or not.

rookie is spiteful and headstrong and just as stubborn as him, and it pisses him off to no end. no matter how many times he punishes them with extra laps or pushups they take it without a word because they would rather die than look like they give a shit. “ten laps, corporal. go.” “fine.” “…fifteen, then.” “fine.” it escalates to a public pissing contest until price has to tell him to lay off. (think of the icarly “youre grounded for till college” bit).

rookie nitpicking him but in a way that can’t outright be called insubordination lest ghost be reprimanded for “hawking on them a bit too much” as per price. “why do you wear sunglasses inside? sir.” “has anyone ever said anything disparaging about the fact you constantly wear all black despite the heat? sir.” “no one else would be able to pull off skulking around the base constantly like a criminal, LT. admirable stealth skills. your years of experience are evident.” and the one that makes his blood boil, “do you know what being emo is?”

ghost continuing to needle them, desperate for a reaction. it never seems to work. “feel like putting on some fucking clothes corporal? it’s a gym, not a strip show.” “with all due respect you have bigger tits than me. sir. i’m sure if you asked for a compression top they could provide you with one.” (cue the ‘they’re pecs not tits’ argument.)

rookie makes a concerted effort to win over price for the sole purpose of pissing off ghost. “they’re a fucking reprobate, john.” “i think they’re quite promising. they brought me a coffee this morning.” every time price compliments their accuracy on the range, rookie looks straight at ghost with a ‘cat who got the cream’ look that makes him want to twist them like a fucking pretzel