Hello! I Love Your Writing And Was Wondering If You Could Write About MW2 Characters With A Male S/O

Alleyway Rendezvous "stay still. we're not done yet."

i read könig's bio. it made me even more motivated doing the render. the pose was supposedly something different (him just standing with a wide stance) but i after pondering on it, i thought this one looked more... feisty.

there are more things that i originally planned that i unfortunately cannot share (if were to be vague, he was supposedly stepping on the... yeah.)

got my rhythm going again. even if i'm not making fully-pledged renders, i like posing random characters.

Alrighty: no beta read we die like Horangi x König ship posts on Twitter

I made a story and for those who do not like small angst or are not comfortable with illness can read that lol

Warnings: Mention of schizophrenia, small angst

You cursed as you ran towards Price‘s office. Soap had pulled a prank on you by turning back your clock…by 3 fk hours. Price had been in a very bad mood lately Duo to you failing at a mission that had been very important. The entire task 141 hated you already and you cannot really say that anyone else liked you. Price had called you to their office today but ofc you were late. Your illness has been catching up on you.

schizophrenia

You got it diagnosed but refused to take your pills often since they were super expensive. You took one half a day ago and wanted to get this over with soon. You did not know how much longer it would work.

You knocked on the door only to be greeted with a stern voice. “Come in. Now.” That definitely was not a good way to start.

You entered making sure the door closed silent. You looked at price him only pulling up your file. Ghost was next to him he gave Price some more files. You could see others faces on it. _He is going to replace you_ You shrugged that one off hoping it was just your inner voice.

Before you could even say anything Price suddenly screamed at you, you even saw Ghost flinch a bit. ( you and ghost are neutral in this storyline bc I said so. Also the 141 does not actually hate you that is just c/n telling themselves)

“DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MANY PROBLEMS YOUR STUPIDITY CAUSED ALL OF US?!”

“I-“

“I AM GIVING YOU ONE LAST CHANCE! DO NOT DARE TO FACE ME AGAIN UNTIL YOU EITHER DECIDED I COULD BRING IN SOMEONE MORE USEFUL THAN YOU OR YOU BECAME USEFUL.”

You would have lied by saying that you were ok. Hell you were sure Ghost could see you shivering. You had to do smt so you just ran out. You just ran. As fast and as far as you could.

“Look who is running.” “The fuck.” “Hey what are you doing crybaby.” Suddenly 13-15 voices started talking in your head. You wanted to scream at them. You suddenly felt watched. “C/N wait!” You heard Price. “Soldier!” Ghost’s voice spoke.

No. Not now. You cannot face them. Stupid voices. It was all too loud and too scary. You wanted to take a step back only to noticed you were on the edge of a cliff.

A few minutes back into Price’s office:

“Fuck.” Price just said. He knew what he just did was terrible. He knew you were not useless but he was too stressed and was not thinking about what he was saying. “I will look for him.” Ghost said before making his way to the door. Price noticed a white box( package whatever you would keep pills in) on the ground. Ghost picked it up and read out loud- “schizophrenia- Price!” Never had the Captain ever jumped off his seat so fast. Chasing after you.

Now back to you

You heard every voice in your head telling you to still take that step. You started hallucinating. Small but duo to your situation convincing enough to make you step back. You already felt arms wrap around you, pulling onto safe grounds. The next pair of arms wrapped around you. They held you tight. So very tight. “Y/N…”

No words were needed that day.

141 took notice of your illness and made sure to help you out.

Price and Ghost would make sure there was always one person with you.

They also made sure you got more time of.

Or different scenario for people who are not comfy with small Angst:

You were new and small and ofc scared

Price trained some Rookies, you included

He was a rather rash teacher so when you failed at doing something duo to you being so small( or at least not a fk giraffe. ) he got mad

He screamed at you for not having trained enough

It would be no lie if you said you avoided him to your death

Even when you passed each other you would make sure there was a huge space between you two

Price would later realize why you avoided him and most definitely would give a flowers as an apology

Old man would scream at the others

Ghost would cover your ears and then calmly explain you how to do it right.

Stick with me solider

I’m feeling very angsty today bc of a random thought i had and also ive just really in my feels listening to sad music lol

Also there will be no shipping, just a worried 141

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Basic summary: WAHHHHHHHHHH DJSJSKKDKD SOB SOB VERY LOUD SOBBING HEAD BANGING ON WALL NOISE

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Your leg bounced as your mind raced, you were trying so hard to keep your composure but it was so difficult.

Today was your first day in 141 and you were already experiencing extreme anxiety and stress, you were out with the top dogs and you want to scare them away with thinking your a fucking baby?

You took a deep breath and looked to the right side of you, looking for some sort of comfort in the harsh blowing wind.

You felt a hand on your shoulder which made you jerk out of your unconsciousnesses, you looked the left to see Sargent Mactavish with a concerned look on his face.

“You ok bud?” “Oh, uh yea.. yea I’m ok..” “you sure?” “Yea it’s just the nerves y’know?” “You’re one of the best shooters we have! What has you so nervous?”

You sighed again deeply, “it’s just..” “Alright this is it boys, get the fuck off my helicopter” a gruff voice commanded.

You took off the restraints and hopped off the helicopter. What an absolute save. You walked behind the group.

Just not wanting to be in their way, “alright, this is where we spilt up boys.. ghost and y- wait where’s y/n?”

“Right here sir” “alright, ghost and y/n, you two will take the left, me n soap will take the right. Got it?”

“Yes sir” you and ghost said in unison. Holding your guns to your chest, you and ghost jogged off to the left.

You and ghost both reached a house, an eerie silence falling between the both of you. ”stick close c/n” (i personally think that ghost would give you a simple nickname like what he did with soap).

“Yes sir”, you two slowly walked inside the building. You made sure that there was nothing hiding in the corners of every room.

After a bit of looking around, ghost finally have the “clear” signal and led you out of the house. The sudden sound of bullets being shot made you quickly turn your head to where they were coming from.

Ghost grabbed you and pulled you down for cover behind a large rotten fallen tree. Ghost pointed his gun to where he thought the shooter was at.

You quickly understood what you had to do, you too pointed your gun to where you remember the shots came from.

Through your scope, you managed to shoot directly towards one of the shooters. Ghost once again grabbed you by the shoulder and pulled you to a different location.

A stray bullet from one of the enemies made their way and dug into the side of your chest. You grabbed onto ghost’s forearm for dear life. Not wanting to let go of reality.

Slowly, your eyes drooped and you grew weak. You lost sight of everything and the last thing that you could hear was ghost telling you that you guys were halfway there.

“STICK WITH ME SOLDIER”

You quickly opened your eyes, consuming as much air as you could. Once you relaxed a bit you looked around yourself.

You were in a bright, endless void. You looked down, you were awfully pale. You seemed like a ghost almost.

This was it, this was the start of your new life. In an endless void, alone. Just as a singular tear was about to fall from your eye.

A voice called out to you, you sadly looked behind you only to see your mother in a the distance. (If you have a bad relationship with your mother then I’m really sorry)

She was also awfully pale, her face was blurred to the point where you almost didn’t recognize her.

“Mom?” You asked, after 7 years of not seeing her, this was your chance. Your eyes filled to the brim with tears, you watched as your mom (ha) opened her arms.

Waiting for you to embrace her, you finally broke down and embraced her love. Your loud sobs echoed throughout the void.

You wrapped your arms around your mom, holding onto her like she was going to leave you. She let you sob onto her shoulder, letting you take out all your frustrations in the form of tears off your back.

After a solid 30 minutes had passed, she pulled you away. You looked at her with tears covering your up your vision.

“I love you so much y/n, but it’s not your time yet.” You sniffled, you knew what that sentence meant.

“I love you momma” “i love you too sweetie”

In just a blink of an eye, you were back in reality. The sound of loud yelling caught your attention. You sat up with a slight pain in your chest, you groaned but pulled yourself together and walked out of your room.

You peaked into the room next to yours, ghost and soap were arguing about something while gaz was absolutely sobbing his heart out onto Price’s shoulder.

You knocked on the open door, wanting to get the attention of the 4 guys who were all having emotional rollercoasters going on in their head.

They all turned their head to see.. you.. alive :D !!!

They all pounced on you and hugged you as tight as they could, not ever wanting to let go of you. You quietly suffered in the tight embrace of all of them but didn’t complain.

You were happy you were able to see another day..

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I was listening to become the warm jets while writing this and started crying

Anyways..

THIS ISNT GHE HUGE POST I WAS TALKING ABT

There is another post coming out abt 5 guys railing one guy (aka you) which is the huge post i was talking abt

ALSO I WANNA THANK YOU ALL FOR MAKING ME GET OVER 290+ WTF

YALL ARE AMAZING AND I LOVE YOU ALL SOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Hi

yk i’ve gotten a lot of really weird asks and whatnot, hate comments, whatever, but i can confidently say i’ve never had someone send me a picture of michael cera holding a camera before

2022 was a tough year, so I wanted to welcome 2023 with a smile and laughs.

I present to you low quality memes!

It’s them

Wesker (again)

Had to redo this because good lord it was hideous but now I think it’s starting to look better.

Zamn zaddy 😫

the lack of ethan/reader or ethan/oc on ao3 is criminal. how can y’all not love the moldy dilf