mcpo-john-117:

odstadrianfii:

Adrian smiled at John, watching him for a moment as he enjoyed the paired sensation of the drink and cigar.

The man was gorgeous, to say the least but Adrian didn’t want to think about that. He wasn’t really looking for a relationship but he couldn’t help it.
“So, is it a permanent assignment or temporary?

“Temporary, sadly,” John shook his head, settling back against the cushions of the couch slightly as he reminded himself that there wasn’t any need to sit up ramrod straight and military proper, not right now. “For the next… roughly two weeks I’m off active duty and on the closest thing to leave that I can manage.” 

Adrian smiled as his eyes traced over John’s form, watching him in appreciation.
“Two weeks on ship leave? That’s rough.” Adrian said, taking a long drag off of his cigar before tapping out the ash.
“That’s not a lot of time for me to make a good impression on you.” Adrian laughed softly, blushing slightly as he tried to hid behind his drink.

A loud commotion range out as small group of ten ODSTs dressed in full kit ran into the ODST drop bay. The klaxon of the alarm bells drowning out the shots and hoots.
“Move it, troopers!” A loud voice called out, following the ten ODSTs into the bay as they all ran to their HEVs.
“In your HEVs and prepare to drop!” The voice called out again, moving to sit at the drop bay console, spinning up the engines for the SOIEVs.
Adrian moved into his HEV, breathing slowly as he sat down fully in the control seat. For a moment, he forgot procedure for SOIEV prep, moving quickly to lock his S2-AM into it’s holder.
“That could have been bad.” Adrian mumbled as he watched the HEV doors close quickly.
“Sound off!” The control officer called over the open comms.
“Perez, locked in!”
“Woods, locked in!”
“Marshall, locked in!”
“Fii, locked in!” Adrian shouted in response as he start launch procedures.
“Gibson, locked in!”
“Ellis, locked in!”
“Weaver, locked in!”
“Wheeler, locked in!”
“Graves, locked in!”
“Lamb, locked in!” The last voice called out, the final lock down sequence initiated as the HEVs all moved fully into the launch tunnels.
Adrian closed his eyes, hands shaking as he felt the HEV come a stop at it’s final pre-launch position.
“Launch in ten, nine, eight…” Adrian opened his eyes, forcing his body to relax as the voice over countdown called out over the comms system.
Here we go. Adrian thought as he let his body go slightly limp as the lock controls let go of the HEV.
“Launch!” The HEV’s propulsion systems activated, sending the single occupant craft hurdling towards the ground.
The planet below came into focus as he watched several large Covenant ships fly by. Adrian flinched as his eyes went wide, watching as Wheeler and Graves HEVs crashed into the large Cruiser, not even fazing the large ship.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god!” Adrian heard over his comms, the meek voice of Woods called over the comms.
“Woods! Calm down!” Ellis called out as the first volley of fire started trying to take down the ODSTs vehicles.
“Incoming fire!” Adrian called out, activating his HEV’s manual controls to maneuver through the field of plasma fire.
While Adrian may have been successful the same could not be said for Perez, Ellis, Weaver and Lamb.
“Incoming cross traffic!” Gibson called out as a small contingent of light cruisers began to pass by them. Maneuvering through the moving field of ships was near impossible and by the time they had passed through it, Adrian was left with only Woods and Gibson in tow. Adrian panted as his HEV hit the planets atmosphere, the friction of his ship creating corona of fire around the vehicle. Adrian remembered the lessons, that this would be the last road block before hitting the ground. Adrian didn’t close his eyes, however, wanting to make sure that if something were to come his way he’d be ready.
Thankfully for Adrian and the rest of his small group, the rest of the trip to the ground went smoothly and without any complications. Adrian breathed a sigh of relief as he looked around at the planet he had landed on.
“Time to go.” Adrian said softly as he pulled the release handle on his HEV. When the ejection systems didn’t fire and the door remained firmly in place Adrian sat back in his chair, eyes darting around for a solution. Suddenly, the HEV shook and lifted off of the ground, the view of the planet flickered until it went black.
“What the?” Adrian said as the HEV came a stop, the door opening to reveal the other nine members of his small group all piling out of their HEVs.
“Gentlemen, you have just survived your first simulated drop. Or rather, most of you didn’t survive. I want all of you to go over drop procedure and protocol for your next simulated drop next week. This was an absolute disgrace! I would have expected better from all of you!” The Drill Instructor snapped, harsh eagle eyes watching the ODSTs who were all standing at the ready, listening to the man’s words.
“Woods!”
“Yes, Sergeant!” Woods snapped, taking a step forward.
“You’re an ODST, son! We’re not demanding that you don’t shit your pants in fear! We demand that if you do, you keep it to yourself!”
“Yes, Sergeant!” Woods snapped again before falling back in line. The Drill Instructor walked the line, looking over his cadets as he did.
“Ellis, you might not have survived but good job trying to calm your fellow.”
“Gibson, Fii… Good job keeping your shit together.”
“Thank you, Sergeant!” Adrian snapped along side Gibson, not letting the smile he felt cross his lips. The Drill Instructor nodded before jerking his head towards the door.
“Alright, dismissed!” The Drill Instructor snapped, watching as his cadets all began to fall out to strip out of their kits.
“Oh gentlemen!” The Drill Instructor snapped again, drawing the attention of his cadets back on him.
“You inform anyone about their first drop being a simulation, I will personally make sure the you and your rifle have a romantic night before it takes your anal virginity, you get me!?”
“We get you, Sergeant!”

mcpo-john-117:

odstadrianfii:

Adrian smiled as he watched John with his cigar, taking a long drag off of his own before letting the smoke out slowly.

“I love that name” Adrian said in a dreamy yet still matter of fact tone.
“I’m Adrian, by the way. How’s the cigar?”

“Surprisingly pleasant,” He admitted - whether it was that the two complimented each other as well as the ODST had said, or if the experience was enhanced by both the company and the knowledge that it was forbidden, he wasn’t sure. “And it’s a pleasure to meet you, Adrian.”

Adrian smiled at John, watching him for a moment as he enjoyed the paired sensation of the drink and cigar.
The man was gorgeous, to say the least but Adrian didn’t want to think about that. He wasn’t really looking for a relationship but he couldn’t help it.
“So, is it a permanent assignment or temporary?

asknoblesix:

you KNOW you’re on the good shit when you can’t even remotely come close to spelling “anti-inflammatories”

Yeah, so what does that say about the stuff he’s on when he couldn’t even spell Vicodin?

sierra-104:

crutches for a week

antiimfallatories

vicodim

bed

Ladies and gentleman, the United States Navy!

Anonymous sent:

Sorry, just thought I'd have a little fun with it, won't happen again.

ooc: Good. Don’t. I’m sorry if I sound like a fuckin’ asshole but it’s not your character. Don’t go putting words in my mouth or attributing actions that I didn’t condone to them.

ooc: I JUST read an Anon Ask that was sent to Six saying that my character sent them. That’s NOT funny! 

ooc: For reference, I didn’t mean that Adrian just goes around giving the chocolate penises out to just anyone and everyone at random. It’s more of a joke thing that he only does with his friends. So no, the whole ship isn’t going to get one.
I’ll be sure to be more specific about these things next time.

staffsergeant-hoffman:

asknoblesix:

odstadrianfii:

asknoblesix:

“ADRIAN NO.”

“SIX YES!”

“That’s hardly an appropriate thing to give people!”

“Where appropriate ends, delicious begins.”

asknoblesix:

“ADRIAN NO.”

“SIX YES!”

thex-kid:

unicow-nak-nak:

hallowedhorrors:

skindeap:

8-inch chocolate penis that oozes fondant cream… Fresh mint fondant, Valencia orange fondant, Williams Pear liqueur fondant, Mozart chocolate liqueur fondant, Cointreau liqueur fondant and Irish coffee liqueur fondant.

United Indecent Pleasures

Okay but is it possible to get the filling colored red? Because obviously the best use for these is to make a gif or video where you’re licking and sucking at one seductively, making bedroom eyes at the camera, and then you BITE THAT MOTHERFUCKER IN HALF AND SHRIEK YOUR VICTORY AS THE DELICIOUS BLOOD-FILLING DRIPS FROM YOUR VICIOUS MAW.

This site scares me so much.

Reblogging because that damn comment

I just want EVERYONE in the Halo community to know one thing…
Adrian makes candies like these…
And gives them away…
TO EVERYONE!

(Source: moshita)

mcpo-john-117:

odstadrianfii:

 

“Would you like to?” Adrian didn’t wait for a respond, instead wrapping his lips around two of the cigars before snipping the ends.
Adrian lit the cigars as he moved over to John, puffing them slightly to get the fire burning brighter.
Long slender fingers plucked one of the cigars out of his mouth, handing it to John.
“You’ll like it. They compliment the whiskey nicely.” Adrian took a long drag off of his cigar before grabbing the two glasses, handing one to John.
Adrian laughed for a moment before setting his cigar on the hold that sat on top of the coffee table, taking a sip of his drink.
“I’m sorry, I’m an arsehole. I never got your name.”

He gazed at the lit cigar on one hand and the glass in the other for a moment, his expression one of mixed amusement and excitement, like a young man trying all of the forbidden flavors of adulthood for the first time. And while it wasn’t his first for alcohol, it was his first real proper drink that wasn’t stolen in an act of rebellion, and certainly his first cigar. He knew the basics behind smoking a cigar - they’d watched Mendez most of their lives, contrasted him to those handlers who smoked cigarettes as their perception became ever the sharper, learned the difference between the full inhalations taken for a cigarette and the back of the throat hold for a cigar. While some of the others had tried them over the years in their own little acts of rebellion (John-117 was of the mindset that Mendez was fully aware of their antics, and in his own way condoned them by not disciplining them provided they weren’t sloppy enough to be caught, and they never were), he’d always been too cautious.
Even now, caution made his voice catch in his throat, as he considered the question. Instinct said to deliver rank and rank alone, but he wasn’t sitting here as Master Chief John-117 right now.

“… John,” He replied, before he took an experimental drag off of the cigar, holding the smoke in the back of his throat as he’d always seen Mendez do to savor the flavor for a few moments before exhaling. His name was pleasantly mundane enough that if the conversation didn’t go well, it wasn’t exactly a risk. After all, John Smith or Doe was synonymous with anonymity. “My name is John.”

Adrian smiled as he watched John with his cigar, taking a long drag off of his own before letting the smoke out slowly.
“I love that name” Adrian said in a dreamy yet still matter of fact tone.
“I’m Adrian, by the way. How’s the cigar?”

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odstgrimmreaper sent:

Found you, you whore! Love you, Fii!

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