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Jock Mcdiarmid x Bill Fraser (SAS s02)

Unpopular opinion: Bill Fraser’s life is not difficult enough, he needs a crazy Scottish bf.

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We are sharing some of our favourite gifs each day this month for Antifa International’s fifth anniversary. Today: Nazi monuments being destroyed after the defeat of Nazi Germany.

If this offends you 😊 unfollow me 😊

And a note to confederates: these monuments weren’t kept because this was “history”. These monuments celebrated horrible things and we BLEW THEM UP.

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Abolish Tesla.

Elon uses his overvalued Tesla stock as collateral for all his loans.

If the stock price crashes, banks will ask for their money back.

The Twitter deal alone would break him - twitter has tanked in value, he couldn’t sell it to pay off his loans.

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Please, oh please. Not just well deserved karma, it would be so fucking funny.

The Timmy Turner praying meme altered to read "Please let this happen it would literally save lives"ALT

well, well, well ^_^

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January 27 ($397.15) to February 26 ($290.80)

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withers-sas-dog:

“Never wrestle naked in the sand!”

Stirling: Have you been drinking?
Paddy: Aye
Stirling *mentally*: Would explain the utter bullshit coming out of your mouth, once again… *sighs*

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Sweet Lips

I saw a post from @bethdavies77 and couldn’t resist not writing about it, so here’s a little “one-shot” for you!

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Silence. Everywhere, it was silent.

It was the end of attack and defense in the town of Termoli. Rubble scattered everywhere. Houses blown to only the basics of stone and wood. Nearly everything had been destroyed. Only a couple of houses stayed standing, which, by Paddy’s command, would probably be where they would be resting.

The others had all gone inside to celebrate their “victory”, as they normally do. But not Seekings.

He sat against the stone cold well, as his eyes gazed over the rubble of a landscape. Memories flashed before his eyes of other times exactly like this. Bombs littering the sky like raindrops. Explosions going off left, right, and center. It most definitely was not quiet. Quiet would have been the absolute opposite of what it was.

Suddenly, in a short amount of time, Seekings had been pulled right back out of his thoughts and into the real world when he saw a smart pair of boots and a tidy, pristine pair of white socks stand in front of him. He gazed up to see exacttly who he thought it was. Johnny.

“Reg,” the innocent looking boy said, “what are you doing out here all by yourself? I thought you would be celebrating by now.”

Seekings sighed, with what sounded like emotional pain.

“I can’t, Johnny. Not when all I can think about are all the innocent lives being stolen from our protective grasp, and the fact that the men that surround me, are now protecting me.”

Seekings chuckles lowly as he shakes his head in slight amusement.

“God, I sound like fucking Paddy, reading out his poetry…”

Johnny responded with a slight chuckle. He knew Seekings had his massacring moments, yet he knew that he did have his soft moments as well.

With slow footsteps, Johnny made his way over to Seekings and sat down, right next to him. He draped his left arm over his shoulders and he rested his head on Seekings right shoulder.

“You know,” Johnny spoke, “sometimes I do wish that all this killing could just stop. One day. That’s all I’d need.”

“I’d like the sound of that.” Seekings replied.

The two of them now sat in silence. No one knew, but Seekings and Johnny had quite an intimate relationship going on. It was very subtle though, just to make sure that no one would find out. Well, no one in their team, including Paddy and Bill. Eve, on the other had, being the journalist she was, had already found out, but she made a promise not to tell anyone about their situation, which was nice of her.

Johnny slowly crept his hand up behind Seekings’ hair and gently cradled his head. He moved ever so closer, just so that he could plant a kiss against Seekings temple.

Reg, being Reg, instantly melted into this sudden warmth of Johnny’s touch. He leaned into the kiss that Johnny had planted and rotated to kiss Johnny’s fore head and hair, which got him a response of a chuckle from Johnny.

“Wanna go inside and celebrate now?” Johnny questioned. He knew what the answer was, but he still wanted to ask anyways.

“Fuck no.” Seekings replied, bluntly as ever. Just as Johnny thought.

“I just wanna enjoy this moment with you, Johnny. Just you, no one else.” Seekings commented as he lay back onto the floor to gaze at the sky. Johnny, being Johnny, repeated Seekings actions and lay his head against Seekings chest and shoulder.

“I love you, Seekings.”

“I love you too, Cooper.”

And then, there was silence.

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Sorry it’s long. I tried my best. Hope this is what you’re looking for!

To the rest of you, happy reading! (Apologies for the long windedness and, possibly, a couple mistakes with the wording)

Hello?!

First of all thank you for feeding my current hyper fixation. Johnny being so soft with Reg and keeping the relationship a secret is just 😚👌💖

Also Eve finding out is very much her and I can imagine her little smirk.

But seriously thank you for writing this. I will be saving this and reading it again and again.

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