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    You were once a super soldier, a crucial cog in the works of Taskforce 141; until a severely traumatic experience while deployed left you utterly broken. After your attempted suicide, you were deemed no longer fit for service. Discharged at the behest your once beloved and loyal Captain, John Price.

    His abandonment wounded you almost as grievously as your torture at the hands of the Russians. It took you nearly two years to even begin your return to normal, suffering through the worst of it alone, leaving 141 behind in your past life in an effort to heal.

    Until you received an invitation, a friendly request to join your old team at a pub for a reunion. The thought of seeing John again made you sick, and threatened to scratch open those old wounds - maybe, he was the only one who could heal them.

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    25 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 12

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    This is a Collection of Phillip Graves Drabbles. I will gather them here whenever I get ideas for one. Tags will be added as it goes on. Romance, Fluff a little bit of naught. I use different Operators for Graves. I kept them neutral (they are female however) but have no specific look or name, so I gave them "Callsigns".

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    19 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 6

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    On a floodlit runway, Task Force 141 meets their new overwatch: Vesper, a CIA liaison and marksman who moves like a locked door and speaks like she’s conserving oxygen. Soap, meanwhile, is pure kinetic sunshine, instantly fascinated and determined to get a reaction out of her. During the mission, Vesper proves terrifyingly precise, saving the team with calm, surgical shots while Soap keeps cracking jokes and flirting through gunfire. By the end, the target is secured, the city exhales, and Vesper gives Soap the smallest slip of warmth, not quite a smile, but close enough to feel like moonlight through a crack.

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    19 Mar 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 3

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    In a world that smells like motor oil and cordite, she brings chamomile and soft light. He is a doorbreaker taught to be careful; she is a medic who treats him like a man, not a weapon. Between stitched knuckles and taped shoulders, a quiet, ridiculous crush grows teeth—sweet ones.

    The mission cycle turns: a morning check-up that feels like a promise, a loadout where a giant carries crates like they’re prayers, a field night warmed by a thermos and a hug. In the chaos of triage and gunfire, they find corners to breathe in; in an ambush, he becomes a wall and a harbor; back at base, courage arrives in small ways—unmasking, a confession, a kiss that turns the whole medbay lamp into a sunrise.

    What follows is tender, private, and clumsy in the best way: two people learning the rhythm of being exactly enough for each other—one steady, one warm, both home.

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    18 Mar 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 8

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    After a bad corridor and a good rescue, Techie discovers medbay tea tastes better when Ghost stops the kettle just before boil. Rain on the windows, labels straightened, “Mrs. Riley” whispered like a joke that turned true—domestic softness sneaks up on them both.The mission ends in stitches and puddings; the night ends in lamplight and slow breaths. Between a label that reads TEA & ME and a skull folded on the desk, Ghost and Techie learn the quiet miracle of being each other’s home. She escapes the medbay; he catches the falling box (and her). Soap brings chaos, Gaz brings contraband, Price brings the nod—and somewhere between rain and warm mugs, Ghost learns that “everything for the missus” feels a lot like peace. Two rooms from a server rack, fear; two inches under a blanket, relief. With rain teaching patience and a label maker naming what matters, Ghost and Techie stitch tenderness into the ordinary. A clean bandage, a crooked smile, a kettle stopped right on time—this is how they fall. Not all at once, but into little domestic rituals: shared tea, quiet breaths, and a house they joke about until it feels real.

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    17 Mar 2026