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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.

keegan p. russ with flirty male reader 👀

Flirty!Male Reader X Keegan P. Russ (CoD: Ghosts)

Thank you for the request @1yyyan !

This was my first time to write for Keegan, so I hope I did well!

Please enjoy!

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Since the Ghosts Team had finally gotten some time off, Y/n had more than enough time to get to know the Sergeant.

From what he could see, the man was by far one who took his job very seriously in everything he did. Plus, he was much more quiet than the others, like Logan and Hesh. If anything, the only time the man really spoke was when they were on missions and had to give orders.

Y/n guessed it was from his background of being a marine and all probably.

Fear me, fear that, and of course the infamous "Rah" sounds they make.

He had a tendency to annoy the Sergeant with it often, especially when Y/n began to add "rah" to the end of every sentence he finished.

Despite his constant teasing of the sniper, Y/n also felt something in him change.

Since spending more time around the man, his emotions altered to something different. So, to test his theory of if Keegan liked him, he went to the only option available.

Flirting.

"Hey Sergeant," Y/n voiced, happy when Keegan turned to him, giving him his full attention.

"Are you the moon? Because even when it's dark, you still seem to shine," he heard Logan and Hesh bust out laughing from behind him but ignored it as he kept his eyes on Keegan only.

"W-what?" The sniper was flustered now, a light blush painting his cheeks, obviously caught off guard.

Y/n decided to push his luck even more.

"The sparkle in your eyes is so bright, the sun must be jealous," Y/n spoke, and he meant it.

Keegan really did have beautiful eyes. Those lovely aqua blues nearly had him tripping in the field when he turned to him.

Even with the slightest emotion, they were gorgeous to look at.

"Y-Y/n...get back- get back to work!" The man's voice betrayed him as it got higher with each word. The Sergeant got up from his seat and stormed off with a face of red.

Y/n didn't know what to think but he knew the man wasn't mad at him.

Now Y/n could only imagine how else he could get Keegan to become rosy-red, and not just by flirting either...

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haven’t watched the 1964 addams family but… you know how each time morticia spoke french, gomez will be so enamored and reacts so down bad for her?

yeah that! but with könig and his s/o.

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Y/N: is your bag heavy? i could help carry the small one if you’d like.

König: It’s alright. I couldn’t bother you more when you’re already guiding me to my quarters. The corridors are just too confusing.

Y/n: Bitte, König. Just tell me if you—

König: *drops his bags*

Y/N, concerned: Told you I should help. Are you alright?

König, *completely down bad and wants to shower his s/o with affection (immediately!)*: Yes. I just…

König, *can’t find the proper translation in english for the things he wants to say and do to you* : Let’s just head to my quarters asap.

Aaaa hello!! I absolutely love your works! I've been fighting my demons to send an ask for awhile now :')

But anyways, can i request for TF 141, Alejandro, and Rodolfo reacting to reader's chaotic and outgoing personality cracking? Like they're talking like usual but once they look away they see reader's expression go from happy to neutral for a second? Yeah this was way better in my head. I'm so sorry if this doesn't make sense, english isn't my first language

Btw, don't forget to take breaks every now and then! I hope you have an amazing day/night! :D

[A/n:This is me, like seriously I do this sometimes. Gotta keep the act up ya know? Thank you for requesting]

Summary:You see your personality mask break for a second

Type:Hcs:Gaz X M!Reader: Alejandro X M!Reader: Rodolfo X M!Reader: Soap X M!Reader

Version:Mw2

Gaz

When he seen it he stopped talking and just stared at you shocked

Like did he do something wrong?

And you just went back to normal in less than a second

He'd probably stutter abit when he started talking again

Cause that, that's was scary

Rodolfo

He would freak out abit in the inside, might mess up his sentence abit

He might ask you about it, depending on when you mask broke

If it broke when you to were talking, he's not gonna ask

He'd be more worried if your mad or not

And if you two weren't talking he'd ask

Alejandro

He'd smirk, because he found it kinda hot

Like seriously, he would probably ask you to do it again, randomly

And he wouldn't get it out of his head

Then the wave of panic debating whether or not you were mad at him

He'd come to the conclusion you weren't

Soap

He would think it's hot, him and Alejandro would

He'd tell Ghost about it, which is the reason why he would end up thinking your mad at him

Ghost told him you were

So he would ask, and when you said you weren't he'd go yell at Ghost

But he definitely pays more attention

[A/n:Ya know guys I'm on a role with all these requests 😎. I hope you enjoyed]

Will you accept? 🤔

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Likes and Reblogs are greatly appreciated. ❤️

the beard looks really good on him

Another masked man added to my collection...

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big bear boy staring at you 👀👀👀

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Ghost x Soap x Male Reader (Part 2)

Part 1

Sorry it took me quite long lmao TToTT School and work deadlines are killin' me.

Summary: Male Reader is traumatized and refuses to open up to 141. Soap found out something horrible going on with him and told Ghost about it.

Word count: 1910

Warnings: Smoking. Mention of attempts to self-h@rm.

The next morning you woke up with a throbbing headache. It was so bad that you felt like hundreds of needles were jabbed into your eye sockets and every time you blinked, those needles plunged into your brain, sending a sharp and chilling pain to the crown of your head. This was by no means a strange occurrence for you though, given the fact that every night the base celebrated a party you always indulged in this self-sabotaging habit. 

Still, no matter how bad the situation was, you still had training to attend to, tasks to get done, reports to compile, and a miserable life to live. You turned your head to look at the clock, silently praying that it wasn’t too late. 

It was 13:00 in the afternoon already. 

“Shit!” You threw an arm over your forehead. Nice, you missed the morning training session. It was your responsibility today to train the new recruits and now you messed up the whole Task Force’s schedule once again just because you could not handle your pathetic emotions properly. The thoughts of giving up flooded your mind yet again since it was no use in waking up anyway, it was too late to do anything useful. The other team members were already aware of how irresponsible you were as you continuously failed to be on time for training the newbies. And what about the newbies’ impression of you? Probably an unreliable man who was no longer fit to be a member of a special Task Force that was particularly famous for its efficiency. Or maybe you were never fit to be one to begin with. 

Why didn’t the others wake you up? You had worked here long enough to know how scary and irritated Ghost could get when people missed his training session. There were even times when he immediately had the unpunctual soldiers pack their things and get sent to another department because he couldn’t fuckin’ stand people disrespecting his schedule. 

“Maybe they forget about my existence. Maybe I wasn’t that big of a part of this Task Force.” You mumbled to yourself, trying to pull your tired body out of the heavy blanket. As much as you wanted to give up, the desire to be important to someone, something, or some organization, …just anything, urged you to wake up and keep trying. You wanted yourself to be seen.

Upon opening the door of your stuffy room, you instinctively covered your eyes as they were attacked by rays of blinding sunlight. Your room was too dark and gloomy, doors and windows tightly shut all day and night, no wonder you would react so unfavorably to the bright sunlight that is often associated with positive moods by most people. 

The base was unusually quiet. You didn’t meet a single soul on your way to the kitchen to fill your hungry stomach. No Soap cracking stupid jokes with his heavy Scottish accent and laughing loudly to them himself, no Gaz cursing at his jokes, no Roach laughing at the two dumb manchildren, no Price sighing and telling them to at least be less raucous. You tried to shrug the nasty nagging feelings off, but it soon became unbearable when you walked into the kitchen and saw all the dirty dishes in the sink. 

“They have finished their lunch.” And they had it without you. The people you considered to be your own family, much closer than the biological family that you had cut all contact with, didn’t wake you up from your drunken sleep, totally forgot your existence, and enjoyed a meal together like there wasn’t anything missing. You knew damn well that you were overexaggerating the seriousness of the situation, but you just couldn’t help it. 

‘What am I to them?’ That question kept spiraling inside your brain, worsening the headache that you were already having. In a brief second, all the nagging feelings were anthropomorphized into a disgusting creature with multiple heads and mouths by your ailed mind, shrilly screaming out your deepest thoughts that were fraught with insecurities. Your legs were rendered weak and you collapsed on the floor. Supporting your weakened body with all four limbs, you took heavy breaths, trying to calm yourself down.

A few minutes later, you managed to put yourself together enough to stand up and get out of the base, on the way you didn’t forget to grab a pack of cigarettes. You felt stupid to resort to nicotine as a way to fight against all those feelings, but you didn’t know a better way. There were times when things were so bad that you had no energy left to hide your conditions from your teammates, and Price was concerned. He used to have you talk to some therapists, and not surprisingly to you at all, they could not handle you for long. No one ever could. 

You were now standing in the parking lot with a cigarette in your mouth. You sighed, clearly satisfied with how strongly its bitter taste stimulated your taste buds. When you first arrived here as the newest member of Task Force 141, Soap and Gaz always joked that you’d become Price’s smoking buddy, but that did not happen. The image of you standing with Price awkwardly because you two couldn’t find a mutual topic for a conversation made you feel too uncomfortable to even try, so you kept avoiding the older man or pretending to not hear his offer until he just stopped inviting you. It was so obvious that the men wanted to get closer to you, they wanted to earn your trust, to make you feel at home and be yourself among them, yet you kept pushing them away. And now perhaps they had stopped trying all together. It was not their fault. It was yours. 

But why it was so painful? You were supposed to feel relieved that they had given up so that you didn’t have to blame yourself every time you turned their kind offer down and saw the sadness drawn on their faces. ‘Why do I keep feeling like shit no matter what I do?’

Feeling that the intense emotions that were barely suppressed by the nicotine started to get out of hand again, you cupped your head with both hands, the half-burning cigarette fell to the ground. Suddenly, your eyes caught the red burning tip of it, together with how the paper wrapping around the nicotine was slowly burnt to black. At that very moment, a dark but familiar thought popped up in your mind. You bowed down to pick up the cigarette, blankly staring at it resting between the two fingers of your right hand. Then, your eyes turned to your left hand, examining your spotty lower arm. It was full of the small round scars that were caused by burning your arms with the burning tip of a cigarette. You had noticed Ghost looked at these scars of yours many times; luckily he never asked about them. The army was a place filled with people who had different background stories and bore numerous scars, so it wouldn’t be abnormal for you to have some that were a bit funny-shaped.

‘Should I do this again?’ 

Maybe you should. It helped with the emotions. Well, temporarily, but that was good enough.

Just as you were about to press the burning tip into your lower left arm, someone threw their whole weight into you. You were hugged by two strong arms and the cigarette was again dropped to the ground.

“There you are! I’ve been finding you everywhere!” It was the Scot man. “Are you smoking? Gosh, I hate this smell! Price’s cigars are much better!”

‘The ones that smell good are never bitter enough.’ You thought to yourself.

“Have you had lunch, pretty boy?” Soap pinched your dumbfounded face.

“Not yet.”

“What? Unbelievable! Get to the kitchen with me right now, Sergeant.” The man literally manhandled you straight from the parking lot into the base, leaving you no time to object.

As you two arrived at your destination, Ghost was already sitting there, sipping some coffee. Soap forced you to sit down right next to him while he proceeded to walk to the fridge and pulled out a dish, putting it inside the microwave oven. 

“Here you are, babyboy~” He put the hot meal in front of you. You chose to ignore the pet name and his flirtatious voice simply because he had started doing it to you ever since you start working here. It was just one of his signature thing, you should not fall for it and mistake it as a sign of interest that could develop into romantic feelings. 

“Thanks, Soap.”

“Aw, don’t be so all worked up and formal, babyboy. Ya’ welcome~”

Silence fell over the three of you, until you just felt so awkward that you had to speak up, “So… how was this morning?”

“It was fine. Ghost stepped in your place and took care of the training.” Soap replied.

You carefully glanced at Ghost, just to find that the man already looked at you, which made you tremble slightly. The skull mask on his face made him too difficult to read, you couldn’t tell whether he was annoyed or he just gave up on expecting something greater from you. 

Soap laughed at your reactions, “It’s okay. You were drunk so Price agreed to let you sleep. Also, Ghost volunteered to help you with the training so he probably doesn’t hold a grudge. Am I right, Ghostie?”

The masked man didn’t answer; instead, he turned back to his cup of coffee.

You quickly finished your meal and left, saying that you should do training by yourself. The truth was you couldn’t stay there any longer, you didn’t want to disturb Ghost and Soap’s rare peaceful time together. You had already made too terrible an impression on Ghost, it’s best that you did not mess up again. As a result, you also missed their conversation. It was not intended for you to listen to anyway.

“You’re right. He did it.” Soap’s voice was solemn, with no sign of flirt or unseriousness like a few minutes before.

“You mean the scars?” Ghost looked up at him from the cup.

“Yeah, the round scar marks that you’ve told me many times.”

“It was just my guess. How do you know he really did it?”

“I found him in the parking lot. He was holding a burning cigarette and about to press it into his left arm.” 

A few minutes of silence passed until Ghost spoke up, “Fuckin’ hell.”

“I asked Price about his past, I know it’s a nosy thing to do, but I wanted to help. Unfortunately, Price knows nothing either. Y/n… the boy never opens up to us.”

The two men sat quietly, exchanging worried looks with each other. If only you could know how much they cared for you, maybe you would find it easier to accept their love and help. Yet, even if they told you, even if they desperately showed you so many times that they cared and loved you so much, would your brain allow your heart to welcome them just like how it used to welcome other people you had met earlier in your life, the ones who left you wounded and made you the way you were today? 

If someone asked you that question, you’d just offer them a weak smile and simply say: “No”. You're now too tired to hold on to any crumbles of hope left in your broken soul. You'd like to give up.

to be continued i guess :")

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A fate worse than death, part two

Summary:The rest of the time find out what happen to you and the others

Type:Scenario: 141 + Los Vaqueros X M!Reader

Version:Mw2

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Gaz was trying to get it out of Price about what happened while Soap was helping Rudy get Alejandro to the medic and Ghost was sitting in his room thinking. And you were no where to be seen.

"Come on cap, tell me what happened"

Gaz and Price were headed towards the Kitchen, and Price was getting alittle annoyed with Gaz.

"No Gaz"

Gaz didn't know what happened so he didn't know how it still affected Price in ways he's never been affected before. When they reached the kitchen there were two newer recruits talking, they have been in the military before and actually worked alongside of you for quite some time but they were new to 141. When Gaz and Price sat down Gaz was just staring at him trying to get it out of him, just silently this time. But now Gaz could see how the captain was still alittle shaky from early.

"Yeah he's crazy man, one time he used his sledgehammer and bushed his way up to someone's head, hitting every spot."

One of the new recruits said. Gaz stopped looking at Price, turning his head slow enough for it to creak. Gaz was horrified with what he just heard.

"Damn, that is crazy"

The other recruit said like it was a normal thing. But then again you are named death after all.

"Wait, wait a second. Who are you talking about?"

Gaz asked still in complete shock. The recruits looked at him alittle confused.

"Death? You know y/n?"

Gaz looked at Price then back to the recruits quiet. He couldn't believe it, no. He refused to believe it. You were one of the nicest people, yeah you scared alot of the people on the team but he never seen why.

"Are...are you serious?"

The recruits nodded. Gaz was shocked, far beyond shocked. Like yeah your code name is death, but he never took it seriously. You? Brutally kill a guy? He couldn't believe it.

"Yeah, actually funny thing I heard one day that apparently he stabbed someone multiple times, and while they were still alive he shoved a smoke bomb down their throat and the smoke spewed out of the holes he made in them"

Price was still silent.

~Off to Soap~

Putting Alejandro on the bed in the medic room, Soap looked at Rudy worried.

"What happened?"

Rudy looked at Soap with a face that basically said 'I don't wanna talk about it'. Soap couldn't see what happened so he was clueless to what you did. Alejandro looked up at Soap.

"Wanna know what happened? It was death, that's what"

Alejandro stopped to cough abit. Letting out a disgusted sound.

"He was crazy, he beat the shit out of a shadow before bashing his hea in. I....I couldn't watch"

Alejandro looked down, ashamed, disturbed, disgusted. Soap chuckled abit, but by the looked of Rudy and Alejandro he knew they were serious.

"Wait? Y/n? Are you serious?"

Alejandro nodded, Rudy just looked away. Soap stood there silent, taking it all in. Before Rudy spoke.

"The captain was horrified"

~On to Ghost~

Throwing a ball up and down he thought to himself, 'what happened when the shadows head dropped?' That's all he could think about. One second the shadow had a gun pointed at someone, and the next second that someone hit the shadow in the head with the gun causing him to disappear from all the snipers view. Not that Gaz and Soap were paying attention. Ghost could see Price's horrified reaction, the look of pure shook and disgust in Rudy's face, and Alejandro start throwing up, violently. It dawned on Ghost that he could always ask you, or go back to see what you did. He'd rather ask you. Getting up Ghost went to find you. When he did he grabbed your shoulder, causing you to turn around.

"Sir, what did you do to that shadow?"

The devilish smile on your face told Ghost, it wasn't pretty.

~The story of what did, from all their perspectives~

Price looked at Gaz, and signed.

"He...The moment he had a open window he grabbed the gun, smacking the shadow in the face with it"

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Rudy, gulped, and Alejandro glared at the ground.

"He crushed the guys cheek bone, so bad you could hear it crack all the way over by us"

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You grabbed Ghost's hand and leaned in.

"I bashed that bastards head until be fell to the ground, he, I could alright see the blood dripping from his head.

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Gaz listened carefully, leaning in he didn't want to miss any details.

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Soap stayed quiet, not wanting to accidentally interrupt.

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Ghost shivered slightly at how you spoke, it was creepy. Almost inhuman

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Price looked back at the table, in thought.

"Taking the gun, he didn't kill the man. No he did worse"

Gaz carefully got up, to make him and Price a cup of tea.

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Rudy looked Soap in the eye, now stern.

"He continuously hit the guys thigns until they bleed no more"

Soap started to get nervous, just the thought of getting your thighs bashed in with a steel gun made his thigns tingle slightly.

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You leaned back alittle seeing the discomfort in Ghost's eyes.

"He was screaming so loud, if was like music to my ears. As I watched his legs turn to mushy flesh infront of my very in eyes"

Ghost stepped back abit, now more cautious due to your creepy and low chuckling.

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Price nervously messed with his fingers.

"He didn't stop beating his legs in until you could see the shadows nerves and veins sticking to the beaten muscle, that....ugh"

Price groaned at the thought of what you did, as Gaz listened getting uncomfortable himself from the way Price was unsettled.

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Alejandro groaned loudly and stood up.

"He was like a senseless beast, when he turned around to look at us he bent in a way he shouldn't."

Alejandro practically yelled as Rudy nodded, Soaps full attention now on Alejandro. Soap was a tad bit uncomfortable, he's never seen Alejandro this freaked out over something. Neither has Rudy.

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You stepped closer as Ghkst stepped backwards

"He begged begged me to not kill him, so I yanked him by the hair and asked him 'how?'"

Ghost has never felt this way around someone before, he didn't like it

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Price looked you at Gaz seeing him making the finally touches in the tea.

"After he dropped his head, death was gonna stomp on his head, he was gonna kill him."

Gaz nodded and brought Price his tea. Recruits still standing there, listening.

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Alejandro walked around the room to try and get the unsettling feeling out of him. As Rudy continued to inform Soap about what happened.

"He didn't get a chance to crush his head actually, the shadow stabbed the bottom of his foot causing him to jump back."

Soap thought that was the end and let out a sign of relief.

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You grabbed Ghost by his mask and pulled him to you. Having the same devilish smirk you started with.

"He tried to get away Ghost, he tried so hard but I wouldn't let him, I stabbed him with the knife he stabbed me with."

Ghost was about to pull away but remembered, it'd be useless you'd only pull him back. He knows you get to worked up in telling a story.

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Price nervously took a sip of tea, staring down at it as it swirled with the steam.

"He-....He used the knife to stab between his shoulder blades....before cutting his back open, all the way down to his lower back."

Gaz almost choked on his tea when he heard that. He pictured it to well, the thought made him wanna run away from this conversation.

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Rudy looked down, legs and arms shaking slightly. Soap took notice of this.

"Y/n...he grabbed the sides of open flesh, and, oh my god... he ripped the shadow open like he was nothing."

Soap took a step back, horrified by what he heard. How, no, why? Why would you do that.

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You pulled Ghost closer, now whispering in his ear, likely to keep this part a secret.

"I wanted to do worse Ghost, but instead I broke. Every. Fucking. Rib. He had, his screams only got louder."

Ghost eyes widen, realizing you met you had grabbed his bare ribs and snapped them all in half. Now Ghost has done some crazy things but this? It's on a while nother level.

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Price rubbed his temples to calm himself.

"When he finished he, well killed him. With his foot"

Gaz had finished his tea by then. Still has that unsettling feeling.

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Alejandro walked back over to Soap and grabbed his shoulder.

"Wondering how he killed a soldier with just his foot? Yeah? He stepped on him, well more like bashed."

Soap looked at Alejandros hand alittle nervous.

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You chuckled darkly pushing yourself off of Ghost.

"I dropped my foot so hard, I still have his eye juices on my shoe"

Ghost gagged as you walked away laughing, the whole base could hear you. The ones who seen you kill that Shadow shivered remembering that laugh.

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[A/n:I got lazy in the last part. But hear you have it. I hope you enjoyed]

Panic

[A/n:I completely forgot Gaz in my last post 😅, so here we are.Thank you for requesting]

Summary:Due to your trauma and social anxiety you will have a break down and get flashbacks if something too bad happens

Gaz

He isn't the best at this, but he spends alot of time with Price

So Dad mode 2.0 has arrived

He'll do the same pat on the back as price, bring you some water and hold you

He hopes this works, he really does

Again he isn't the best at this so don't expect sweet things to be whispered in your ear, that's Price and Soap level of good

[A/n:I told you it wouldn't take long 🥰. I hope you enjoyed]

HI IM KINDA TO SHY TO ASK THIS BUT- can i request for some headcanons with ghost, soap,price,gaz, Alejandro and maybe add könig with a male reader who has childhood trauma and social anxiety and when things get really quite reader starts to cry or have a breakdown and gets bad memories of something like that? Idk if it makes sense sorry bout that (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠) haha anyways bye love ya sm! <33

[A/n:Love you to man. Thank you for requesting]

Summary:Due to your trauma and social anxiety you will have a break down and get flashbacks if something too bad happens

Type:Hcs: Ghost X M!Reader: Soap X M!Reader: Alejandro X M!Reader: Price X M!Reader: König X M!Reader

Version:Mw2

Price

Dad mode actived

He'll try his best to not put you in stressful situations but since your in the military that's kinda hard

He makes sure that everyone knows you can't handle stressful situations all to well

and if you ever need a break his room is always open

He's there to help you, don't forget that

König

He understands

He also deals with social anxiety so he can't help much there

But since he has it, he knows what helps him do he'll use that to hopefully help you

If not all he can do is put his hand on your back in hopes it'll help

But he panics and thinks that due to his size that he might stress you out

Ghost

He's horrible at comforting people

I'm sorry to break it to you but he can only watch

He doesn't know what to do, due to his trauma he can't help you. The best he can do is awkwardly hold you

Afterwards he'd feel like shit, cause he'd remember ways to help you

In the moment he can't do anything

Soap

He's like Price, great at this

He's on a role, gets you to an isolated place, some water, rubs your back, gently talks you

All the good stuff

He had experience with this kind of stuff so he knows it all

Just comforter unless you catch him by surprise

Alejandro

Along with Ghost, he's not really good at this

He panics and trys to get Rudy to help you, if he can't find Rudy he'll awkwardly pat you on the back

He does his best though, will get you some water and if there's some ice cream, he'll take a second to get you a bowl of it

Seriously, he knows ice cream helps

You make Alejandro panic more than missions make him panic

[A/n:I hope you enjoyed]

came home drunk last night and got way too excited to see my cat

✦Even. More. Incorrect C.o.D Quotes.✦

Y/N, pinning Soap’s arms with their thighs in sparring: Haha! Eat shit, Scotsman! Soap, struggling: FUCKIN’ ‘ELL, The hell is in your thighs?! Y/N: Pure spite and protein, bitch! --

Someone: Hey Johnny. Y/N: Oh, no, only Ghost can- Soap: Oi! Only Y/N & Ghost can pull that off, it’s Soap to you. Y/N: Yeah he- wait me too? *gaaassp* Ohhh is this what favoritism feels like?! Soap: Pfft, maybe! Y/N: I enjoy it a lot! <3

-- American!Y/N: Fuckin’ git, he’s off his rocker, that one. The entire team: … American!Y/N: *dramatically smacks their hand over their mouth* Gaz: *laughing* Was that genuine?! Y/N: AH, I’ve been conditioned! I’ve been colonized! Soap: COLONI-*WHEEZE*

-- Fem Fatal!Y/N: What th- what is this, a spy movie? You want me to infiltrate by being some eye candy?! Laswell: It’s the best option we have. Ghost: I disagree with this. Soap: Me too! This feels real nasty, I think. Fem Fatal!Y/N: *sigh* Fine, I’ll do it. God gave me these tits for a reason, might as well use’em for somethin’. Gaz: PFF-no no, don’t be funny, this is a bad situation.

-- Graves: No! You can’t, cause if you take it- …you’ll be hurting my feelings :((( Ghost: You know, I was thinking about that. And, the thing is…I really don’t care.

-- (In a ride back to base; just makin’ conversation)

Gaz: Do you find boys attractive? Or girls. That’s one what to check, if you’re not sure. Y/N: *chuckles* You think I’m not sure? Y/N: Everyone’s attractive to be honest, even if it’s just something small. Like, some people have really gorgeous hands. Y/N: I don’t know…I’m a little bit in love with everyone I meet. But I think that’s normal. Gaz: …hm, suppose that’s a fair answer…

-- Soap, laughing: You watch it or might just start fallin’ for ya, L.T! Ghost: …would you like to? Soap: Eh-…huh? Simon: Would you like to? Fall in love with me, I mean… Soap: ….well I-…well, yeah. I wouldn’t mind…if you’d let me. Simon: …I’d let you. Soap: Well then, guess that’s it then. Woo me, Si. Simon: I’ll do my best.

-- Someone: I don't need advice from a team of virgin losers. Y/N: VIRGIN LOSERS?! *grabs Price’s shoulder and motions to him aggressively* You gonna tell me you think this man doesn’t fuck for a living?! HAVE YOU SEEN HIM?! Gaz & Soap: *for the millionth time trying not to laugh* Price: *he’s not encouraging it but he does look kinda smug*

-- Gaz, on TikTok: Everyone’s always like “Kyle how’d you bag a baddie, how’d you bag that baddie bruh-“ I didn’t bag shit. Y/N picked me up from my neck, threw me over their shoulder and I’ve been on it ever since. (Zooms out to show that he is in fact, on their shoulder) Gaz: And I ain’t got no plans on getting off anytime soon-

(This also works with Soap & Ghost)

-- Y/N: Why’s it always you got mommy issues or you got daddy issues? Me personally? Both my parents got me messed up, the side I pick? Is mine. I ain’t Hannah Montana- Y/N: 🎶but I got the best of both worlds!~🎵 Ghost: *he’s laughing on the inside, I swear*

-- Ghost, on the verge of dissociating: Why be sad…when you can just be ✨g o n e✨ Soap: Si, no-

-- Graves: Punch me. In the face. Didn’t you hear me? Y/N: I always hear “punch me in the face” when you speak, but it’s usually subtext. Graves: *huff* Well I- *gets punched so hard he falls over* Y/N: ….that felt good. Ghost: I’m so proud- Price: Stop encouraging them.

-- Soap, bursting into the briefing room: Y/N got into a fight! (Insert running scene) Price: Soldier, what hap- Ghost, sliding up in front of them: Did you win? Y/N: Of course I won. Ghost: Nice. Price: STOP ENCOURAGING VIOLENCE-

-- Y/N, in a vent above a room: Soap, it’s me, the devil! Soap: *wheeze* Gaz: *trying so hard not to laugh* Y/N: I’m here to convince you to do SIN. Come with me. Steal candy from babies and from small businesses! Soap: *WHEEZE*

-- Y/N, passing by: *does that super flirty “up & down” look* Hey König…~ König: Hallo, guten morgen. Y/N: *smiles and keeps going* König, as soon as they’re gone: *deep breath* Ohmeingottohmeingott *tiny scream*

-- Ghost after being asked about his feelings on Soap: *heavy breathing* ……..nextquestion-

-- Gaz, a menace on TikTok: Batches be on the lookout for Captain Save-A-Hoe, cause he savin’ hoes. Price, minding his business: ? Y/N, dramatically “swooning” in the background: I WANNA BE SAAAAAVED *falls* Price, unaware he’s having a thirst trap made for him: ?????

-- (I think bullying Graves is funny)

Graves: Let me tell you how this is gonna work- Y/N: You ain’t gonna tell me shit. Graves: Listen!- Y/N: Suck my dick. Graves: Listen to me!- Y/N: Suck my dick. Graves: Shut up, listen to me! Y/N: Suck my dick, you fuck man. Graves: Listen!! Y/N: Suck my dick. Graves: You will be here and listen to my ord- Y/N: You’ll be here sucking my dick. Graves: Listen to me, now! Y/N: Go fuck yourself.

-- Y/N: I would rather lead my team into a pit of fire, than have them wield guns for your ignorant usurper cunt of a general. Price: *mans is so proud it’s showing in his chops*

-- Simon: Your eyes are like sapphires…jeez…ahem, that’s pretty corny though, huh? Soap, swooning: No, not at all. Anyone would like it…aha… Simon: …uh…is this- Soap: Working? Oh yeah, thoroughly wooed, sir. Simon: Good, good.

-- Price: Please tell me you didn’t drag the boys into this. Y/N: I didn’t drag Soap & Gaz into this! *insert banging on door* Price: Who is that? Y/N: I think you know.

-- Soap: I wouldn’t wish that ‘pon my worst enemy. Unless, of course, we’re talkin’ ‘bout my enemy Philip Graves. Soap: Fuck you, Phillip(/neg), you know what you did.

-- Gaz: So you have feelings for this person. Just rip the bandaid off. Y/N, with daddy issues: It’s Price. Gaz: *inhales through his teeth* Put the bandaid back on.

-- Y/N: …Ghost? You’re into Ghost? Soap: Mhm…thoughts? Y/N: And prayers, Johnny. And prayers.

-- Gaz: Are you straight? Y/N: *chokes on drink* Don’t ever fucking insult me like that ever again.

-- (Some type of escort mission or somethin’)

Price: This woman wouldn’t know how to fix a broken fingernail. Fem!Y/N: Honestly, you lot have to be the most boorish, crude, pig-headed men I’ve ever met. Price: Hey, I’ve seen the high-bred boys you’ve hung out with, princess. I’m the only man you’ve ever met.

(Insert overly intense sexual tension here)

-- König: How does that even make any- *knife sound* König: *looks down at the knife in his thigh* Did you just- *takes knife out* Did you just stab me? What is your problem?!

-- (I’m only using Alejandro cause the dude in the audio had a slight Spanish accent, mans is definitely a feminist)

Alejandro: It’s not natural for girls to fight. Fem!Y/N: Now it’s not natural for a man to be as stupid as he is tall, but mm. Here you stand! Alejandro, in love: …

「 They Said I Couldn’t Be a Sniper… 」

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I keep seeing these Gen z is task force 141 and I wanna join

Anytime you use a computer, you do that stupid movie hacker trope of exaggerated typing and say "I'm in"

Saying "POV" in front of sentences

In the group chat saying "1 like and I'll kms", liking your own message and then saying "damn guess I gotta"

I see a lot of these posts were Gaz and Soap would understand y/n....bffr, no those geezers would not

No one knows what the gen z kid is saying they just know it's probably not good

You have a small photo you keep tucked in your chest pocket and after enough times seeing you looking lovingly at it, one of the guys asks who it is. Is it a s/o from back home? 😏😏

You say no and pull out a photo card of your fave singer and they're like ??? Really

One time during a particularly physical scuffle with the enemy, you get thrown to the growd and huff out "one hop this time" only to promptly tackle tf outta your assailant while saying "take it back now yall"

Price calls a 6 am meeting to which you say "double it and give to the next person"

If you had time describe the base, you'd say it smells like ball sweat, blood and war crimes which everyone took offense to for different reasons

Would absolutely get soaps doodles tattooed

Actually speaking of which, imagine getting caught giving yourself stick and pokes with a pen and being banned from using pens period

You'd be in a meeting with a #2 pencil

Ofc a gen z member would be absolutely feral which very little regard for their own safety much to the dismay of the others

You don't spent too much alone time with ghost bc he likes quiet and you can't be alone with your thoughts which is why you lean more towards spending time with soap or gaz

I just like puns so I'm gonna add this but gen z love borgs (a customized gallon jug of alcohol that is usually given a name) and yours is appropriately named taskforce 1-borg-1

this is mainly for my americans but i know pretty much the whole world got beef with engl*nd: before you met Soap, you thought the entire 141 was br*tish so when you finally did meet him, you said "oh thank god" with a sigh

americans 🤝 scotts

making fun of british "people"

"Pull up in the monster, automobile gangsta With a bad bitch that came fr-" "....sergeant, comms off please"

you show Ghost WAP and he has to take a walk

if your'e ever arguing with any of the guys, the nail in the coffin would be "and its called soccer"

"one more like and i'll-" "enough!"

Y/N : Thought I’d find you here, move over.

König, makes room for them : …am I really that predictable?

Y/N : Pfft, no, I just know you. The others are all still searching for you.

König, looks at them : If you’re not here to drag me back, then why are you here?

Y/N, looks back at him : Do you really want to be alone right now?

König : . . .

König, shyly looks away : ……no……thank you.

Y/N, beams : You’re quite welcome! Oh, here, I brought snacks.

⚔️ Task Force 141 & Los Vaqueros : 👉👈 ⚔️

Alejandro and Rudy visit England to meet up and have a reunion with the 141 boys and Jade. They went to a local pub. One thing leads to another, and the only woman in the group gathers intel for future blackmails.

(She told them 👉👈 means pistols facing each other)

Needless to say, they thought they're killing it (●ˇ∀ˇ●)

BONUS :

"Kate... I'm-- I'm..."

"Send me a copy of the photo."

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Hope you love it! ♪(^∇^*)

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Choices have consequences

Alejandro Vargas x reader (GN)

Warning: light angst, culinary crimes, talk about past food insecurity.

Summary: There is an unwritten rule that you assumed Alejandro would have learned by now, after three years of committed relationship: don't anger the cook. You were wrong.

On AO3

A/N: I'm like, five vodka cocktails in. If there are any mistakes I'll fix them when I'm sober. Also I got inspired by @ragingbookdragon 's badass reader because I just know Alejandro is. So. Whipped.

When you had decided to move in together, an arrangement was made: all household chores would be shared when he was present, but you would be in charge of meal planning and cooking.

It was a convenient set-up for the two of you; you wouldn't be burdened with all the chores when he was off-duty, and would only look after your own load of housekeeping when you were by yourself. Besides, Alejandro was by no means an incapable man when cooking, you were just better than him in that regard - by a lightyear.

To you, cooking wasn't just a means to an end - it was an act of service, a declaration of love. And to date a passionate man as Alejandro, you showed the same passion for your culinary art.

The kitchen was your realm, and you were the regent. No matter whoever was going to be the recipient of your hard work, you always chose the finest ingredients. You loved to experiment with flavours and aromas. You had transformed an unused closet at the far end of your kitchen into a walk-in pantry - your spices occupied nearly an entire wall in there.

You put your heart and soul into every dish, it didn't matter if it was for Alejandro and you, a house full of guests, or just yourself. Those close to the both of you knew that a dinner invitation to your house meant a culinary experience that could rival that of a Michelin star restaurant.

And you were damn proud of yourself for that. You nurtured yourself on the faces of your guests when their head tilted slightly backwards, their eyes closed, and a soft moan escaped them as soon as they tried your meals. Alejandro himself had more than once interrupted himself from eating to cup your face in his hands and kiss you to thank you for your efforts.

Which is why the very words that came out of his mouth hit you like a train dead on.

Granted, he didn't say them to you directly, you overheard him on accident the previous day while he was talking on the phone. You didn't mean to eavesdrop, but he wasn't being secretive either. He was sitting in the living room, and the conversation was quite light-hearted, so you assumed that the topic was nothing related to his work. You still kept quiet, sneaking behind him to grab a book you had meant to start reading for a while.

The conversation had shifted to meals, somehow, and it caught your attention immediately when he mentioned some of the meals you often made. It never failed to warm your heart when he gushed about your culinary skills.

"...I mean, I appreciate the effort because it's such a hassle to cook and they do it all from scratch, but a few times it felt like I was eating rations in the field."

...What?

He couldn't be talking about your food, right?

...Right?

He ended his sentence with a chuckle, and you just stood there, fingers grasping the spine of the book. Your eyes were fixed on the shelf as his conversation moved on, his voice fading from your perception.

There was a weight on your chest that expanded to the bottom of your stomach and to the middle of your head, settling right behind your eyes. Knowing what was to come, you left the book in its place and walked back to the room you'd come from, just as quietly as you'd arrived.

After twenty minutes or so, you emerged from your hiding place, face freshly washed and - hopefully - no traces of the little angst marathon you went through. Alejandro still sat in the living room, this time he was watching a rerun of some fútbol match, completely unaware of the beast he had unknowingly set loose.

You walked straight to the kitchen with a newfound determination, a mission if you will. After gulping two cups of water to rehydrate yourself - and a quick prayer to your late abuela for forgiveness for the crime you were about to commit - you put your hands to work. You usually took about two hours to cook, but you were sure that you would be over much quicker than that.

You carefully washed, sliced, and prepared the main ingredients, making sure that the meal would have everything necessary to look absolutely normal. You were akin to an explosives expert assembling a bomb, every step carefully calculated to achieve your goal.

The light scent of that escaped from the pot caught Alejandro's attention, and he robotically moved to set the table. You stole a glance at him, finding him eager and looking forward to dinner with a tiny grin on his face.

Estúpido mimado.

A few more minutes passed and the rice stew was ready. You looked at it, quite bland and lacking some colour, and knowing exactly how it would taste. Memories from a time long past flashed in your mind and you forced yourself to shoo them away. Carefully, you brought the pot to the table and filled two plates - Alejandro's, like always, had a extra spoonful.

You both sat down and started eating. You kept your eyes on your plate as you heard him chomp down eagerly, then quietly slow down until pulling to a stop. You tried your best not to break into a devilish smirk as he finally spoke to you.

"... Mi amor?" He sounded confused, if not a bit concerned, "the food tastes... Uh... Different than usual."

"...Yeah?," You quipped, knowing exactly what was wrong with the food, it wasn't just bland. It was sick dog level of blandness. No spices at all, no herbs, not even salt. "I tried a new recipe today."

"Uh, okay?," He frowned a bit, slowly pushing the food around with his plate, wondering how to tell you that he didn't like it one bit, "it just... It has no spices...?"

You can't contain your smirk this time, it felt like getting away with a crime. It was a criminal masterpiece.

"Pues claro, mi amor," your voice was sweet, but the mirth in your tone couldn't be hidden, and ran a shiver down his spine, "I wanted to emulate the flavour of the rations you seem to love so much."

Alejandro blinked once, twice, and felt his blood run cold. Had you heard him?

"Mi amor-" he began, but you interrupted him, pointing your spoon to his face.

"Escúchame bien Alejandro Vargas," you scolded him and he gulped and shut his mouth, sitting straight in his chair, "this kind of food would've been a banquet for me growing up. The sort of food I so lovingly dedicate myself to prepare everyday is the result of my dreams and desires from when I was a kid, and you disrespected that by acting como un estúpido mimado."

"Pero claro," you pitch raised and Alejandro had flashbacks of his own mamá whenever he got a scolding, "el señor put my meals at the same level of the rations he gets from the army, which I know how they taste like and don't you forget that," you accentuated every syllable with the spoon, which was still pointed at his face. Alejandro gulped as he watched you, and you continued on, "so I decided that you will eat this meal - all of it - and be thankful for every meal you receive from today on, mine or the army's, because making fun of the meals I so lovingly make for you is the same as making fun of me as a kid who got this only when there was something to celebrate. Entendido?"

"...Si, mi vida," Alejandro stated with a nod, feeling like a little kid under your harsh glare, "cada palabra."

"Good," you nodded, and carried on with eating your own meal, "que sea la última vez."

Alejandro took a few seconds to carry on with his meal, making a mental note to bring you a bouquet of flowers in the morning with your breakfast.

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.

A fate worse than death

Summary:Finding out why your call Death isn't as fun as hearing about it

Type:Scenario: 141 + Los Vaqueros X M!Reader

Version:Mw2

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They were told that you could get your hands dirty. There's been jokes, about how to never mess with you. The people that knew you well watched their tongue and was extra careful around you then anyone else. The people that knew you well weren't scared of Ghost. Price was worried the first time you met Ghost. No one that knew how you fought would spar against you. They should have token the warning. The shadow company knew you, Shepherd knew you, Price, Graves, Alejandro, Laswell, All the leaders you've met. They knew you. Yet, with all that knowledge, knowing why you were called death they still fucked around and found out. Not Price or Alejandro or Laswell. But Graves. You were called Death, and when you hunted someone down people would tell them "A fate worse than death, is heading your way". You were labed as death and it'd be unfortunate to find out way first hand, not just hearing about it, cause when you hear about it, it's not as scary. It'll give you an imagine or a slight unsettling feeling stuck in your stomach for quite some time. A day. A month. Possibly a few minutes, or hours. Or even just a few seconds. But it never stayed long enough to make you permanently scared of someone, or something. So when watching you stand there, still, quiet, angry. It makes you wonder, what are you about to do. When your as well known as you are why would you just stand there. Some people slowly backed away, like Price and Alejandro. Ghost, Gaz, and Soap watched from their sniper positions. Rudy followed Alejandro, staying close behind. Laswall was trying to get insight of what's happening from Price. Graves was no where to be seen. But infront of you was a shadow company, holding his gun to your head, pressing to your head actually. You could see his shaking hands and all he could see were two eyes, that would probably be glowing red if they could. Your eyes said everything for you. You weren't happy, especially with a gun to your head. The shadow knew that he had a chance to run, to be safe away from you. But he didn't take the chance. He left it for his teammates who were long killed, him having no knowledge of that of course. Ghost had his scope on the man's head ready to shoot if needed, Gaz was watching a little closer with his sniper rifle same with Soap. Price didn't know exactly what was about to happen but he knew it wasn't gonna be pretty.

"Shoot him soldier!"

The shadow company soldiers shoulder radio went off, it was commander Phillip Graves. Who currently was watching from another place. No where near where the soldier was.

"You have the shot, Take it!"

Graves yelled again that's when the shadow made a grave mistake(get it?) He let go of his gun with one of his hands to respond to his commander. You seen the flick of regret in his eyes as you grabbed his gun, that was now only held by his weaker hand, and yanked it away from him. Instead of shooting him, you smashed the gun as hard as possible in the cheek bone, completely shattering the said bone. He fell back abit grabbing his face, you took that opportunity to smash the gun down on the top of his head, causing the gun to slightly crash his skull, but not enough to damage him to bad. But you didn't stop there. If you did he could have recovered with minor injuries. But no. You continued to smash the gun against his head until he fell all the way to the ground. Now standing over him breathing heavily you gripped the gun and looked at his thigns. Most people would have just killed him, but you? Your like a sloth bear, you inflict the most damage possible instead of killing. You smirked devilishly before repeatedly bashing his thign bone in, his femur bone the most painful bone in your body to break, also one of the strongest. You beat his leg with the butt of his gun watching as it slowly tore itself apart, his bone breaking more and more with every hit, his blood hitting your clothes, skin, shoes, gun, everything. Price covered his mouth horrified at the sight of blood, even though he's been in the military since he was sixteen he's never seen something like this. Alejandro couldn't look away, he didn't want to but it was hard to look away, and Rudy he stood there, gun at his feet, wide eyed as he thought stared. The snipers on the other hand couldn't see what was happening very well. The shadows screams echoed every second across the trees and large rocks surrounding him. You sudden stopped beating one of his legs but kept the gun digged inside of the area where a bone use to be, you looked in the man's eyes and smiled before moving to the other leg. If he survived, he wouldn't live much longer. You repeated the same process to his other leg this time a bit slower, just so he could feel it more. The shadow could feel his bone caving in on the bottom of his thign, he couldn't feel his other leg but he could feel the cold air hitting the inside of both of his thigns. Feeling the butt of the gun repeatedly hit his thign felt way worse than he could even imagine, his leg was turning to mush as you beat it with the steel gun. If you looked at his thigns with any light you'd see the way his muscle, nerves, veins even have caved in, you could see the way his bone broke and shattered due to direct contact. His muscles just looked like raw, boneless, chicken. A slightly brighter pink, covered in dark red blood causing you to not be able to see the pink muscle. The nerves sticking to muscle and bone as it was beaten done and destroyed by you, his viens also latching on to muscle and bone, just thicker and more noticeable than the white thin nerves. You can't see how all the muscles connected due to it being red gooey muse now. The man was only alive due to the adrenaline and pain running through his body. You backed away a bit and dropped the gun, looking at your work you turned your head to look at the three behind you. Price was horrified, slightly shaking, his hand covered his month as a instant reaction. He was like a deer in headlights. Alejandro had to turn around and throw up a couple time due to the bloody sighting. So he was hunched around a pile of puke turning his best to not turn around or puke again. Rudy had snapped out of it due to Alejandro puking. He had to stay strong for Alejandro.

"P...Please"

You turned your head back to look at the man.

"P..please j...just let me-me go..."

You leaned down and grabbed his hair pulling him up to look at you. Tilting your head you looked the shadow dead in the eyes with a look that could scare the devil. And smirked

"And how would you do that? Mm?"

The man only whined in pain as you dropped him. Chuckling you pressed your foot to the shadows head.

"Aww it was fun, but now it's your turn to sleep tight"

You then lifted your foot, bringing it down at a fast paste, the man moved as fast as he could. Grabbing a throwing knife and jabbing it into the sole of your shoe and foot, you let out a scream and you slightly jumped away from the man, causing him to flip himself around and drag himself. Not caring that the grass, the dirt, and small insects along with bacteria was getting into his busted thigns, getting on his blood, beaten muscles. He was basically rubbing the, still intact, muscles and fibers into the disgusting earth below him. Causing infections and sickness to weld up in his opened legs. He thought he was getting far with slowly dragging himself away, but he didn't know or see you yank the knife out of the bottom of your foot. Throwing the knife into the man's shoulder you grabbed his other shoulder and flipped him back over. Now he could see your face clearly. It was covered in blood, his blood, dripping as the droplets of blood connected, making a small stream of blood to run down your neck and torso, speaking of torso, your shirt and vest were covered, soaked in the man's blood, the bombs, the gun, throwing knife, taser, everything had blood on it. But your expression was pissed, it had a permanent glare, a snarl mixed with panting. He could see your spit that was on your teeth causing a string of saliva to slowly fall from the two teeth. The man looked at your eyes, filled with bloodlust and rage, your eyes had red in them from popped blood vessels. You let go of the man's shoulder and stepped on his shoulder and pushed it down onto the knife until you couldn't press down anymore. The entire blade was sticking out, as his shoulder was slightly being torn apart, the handle of the knife was the only part in the man. He was to stunned by the pain in his shoulder to notice your foot come down, this time a knife didn't stab your foot. You stomped and stomped and stomped on the man's head even after his head collapsed on itself. You didn't stop crashing the man's head in until you felt as though you were done. His skull was crashed, his eyes popped and brain caved in, his teeth fell at the back of his throat as it got smashed into the earth below. You crashed his head like a balloon, it popped and blood went everywhere, the surrounding around was covered in blood, in beaten organs, and hungry insects. When you finally stepped away from the body you limped over to the others not daring to look back at the mess you've made. As the bugs start to eat the man enjoying the fresh and large meal, the others couldn't look you in the eye.

"Shall we get going then?"

You asked with a slight smile as you patted Price's shoulder and Alejandro's back you continued on. You four met up with the snipers who were confused. They couldn't see what was happening since the trees and the other three were covering it, Ghost could kinda see what happened since he was higher up then the other two but still didn't really know. So seeing your cover head to toe in someone else blood, a shaky and wide eyed Price, Alejandro covered in his own puked and Rudy holding Alejandro up, being his own source of strength currently. They were confused, very confused.

"Oh my, what happened?!"

Gaz was very worried and alittle scared, hes never seen his Captain so scared before. Soap could only stare at the people who he thought could never be scared. And Ghost was quiet, he knew you did something, not necessarily to them but infront of them, he knew it was because of you.

"Don't worry about it, we all got a helicopter to catch don't we?"

You said with a slight laugh before limping past them to the helicopter lending zone. The snipers were left confused but either way everyone got to the helicopter on time and went back to the base. Meanwhile Graves was staring at a black screen stunned, quite, as white as a ghost. He couldn't believe what he just seen. No, he refused to believe what he seen. It was from that point on no one who was a witness to what you did could look at you without removing that day, you had scared the Captian shitless and was seen as, The fate worse than death.

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[A/n:If I'm being honest it's not as gruesome as I wanted. I hoped you enjoyed]

(I'm so sorry English isn't my first language) HI!!!! I really liked the story you wrote (the one I requested with COD characters scolding the male reader) and I would like to request for part 2!! Preferably with Captain price, soap, Graves, Alejandro and Rudy? Thank you!! I LOVE YOUR WRITTING KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[A/n:I love hearing that people liked my wrote so I'm so glad you liked it 😊. Thank you for requesting]

Summary:they scold you causing you to remember bad memories from your childhood

Type:Short Scenarios: Price X M!Reader: Soap X M!Reader: Graves X M!Reader: Alejandro X M!Reader: Rodolfo X M!Reader

Version:Mw2

Rodolfo

Now Rudy has scolded people in the past for their stupidity and recklessness *cough Alejandro Cough* But never, never! Has he made someone so upset by his scoldings that they avoid him. So when you avoided him, he got worried. More than when Alejandro got pity and didn't talk to him for a week. No, you've never done this, you've talked to him before hand. So why this time? He didn't want to pressure you but also at the same time he wanted to know what he did, so he got Alejandro to ask you. And he did. You explained to Alejandro and it broke his heart, especially because he had to explain it to Rudy why you were so upset. When Alejandro walked into Rudy's room, Rudy was already in his face nervously waiting for an answer. Once he heard why he felt so bad and instantly starting looking for you. He made sure to apologize and crush you in a hug to let you know he meant it.

Graves

He scolds everyone that's no surprise, he's strict when it comes to work but outside of work? It's rare for him to scold someone. So he most definitely scolded you on the job. And because of that he noticed quite quickly it affected you more than it should. Since you couldn't go far from him, he could see the change in your mood. So he would ask why your so gloomy, and wouldn't take "it's nothing" as an answer. So when you explained to him the problem he'd genuinely feel bad, as he's apologizing he'd probably call you something like "son", "boy", or "kiddo" instead of "soldier", maybe it made you feel better. But if you were dating he would probably call you "Honey" or "Sugar" when apologizing. Just to get his message more clear.

Price

Now he may be captain and you may be quite close with price but doesn't mean he'll go easy on you. He'll give you a harsh scolding like everyone else. But he'll notice your mood change instantly. He'll watch for a few days seeing how his scolding affect you. He'd felt a little bad for making you feel this way but he wouldn't let that slow him down. He was a Captian and had many responsibilities, yes he cared for you, but you need the scolding. He wouldn't scold you for no reason. It wasn't until it went on for longer than expected, when you continued to let his scolding get to you and visibly avoid price would he call you down to his office to talk to you. He'd have you explained what's wrong, and when you did that's when it hit him. He's been letting you feel this way for almost a week, he felt horrible. Yes, you needed that scolding but maybe he was to harsh? Price would quickly give you a warm and comforting hug and apologized, he made sure to let you know he was sorry.

Soap

He isn't one to scold, it doesn't happen alot. Mainly cause he leaves it to Ghost or Price but this time it was a in the moment scolding. It just happened in the heat of the moment, it felt necessary. He didn't notice your instant mood change due to him being busy but he could feel it, well more like sense it. Once you all got back to the base he still wouldn't notice to occupied with taking a shower and just relaxing, that mission was a tough one. When he was done and later just chilling with Gaz that's when he realized, not only did you instantly retreat when seeing Soap but also wouldn't look at him. Like at all. So as soon as he seen that he went to find you, just to see why your acting strange. As he's thinking about it he realizes you've been acting strange all day, well ever since he scolded you. When he finally found you he'd ask why and not let you leave until you tell him. When you do tell him, he'd feel horrible. An instant wave of guilt woudl crash over him and in that moment he'd be to stunned to speak. Which would let you be able to leave and for him to not be able to rightfully apologize. Everytime he'd try a lump would form in his throat not allowing him to.

Alejandro

Just like Price, since he's a leader, he's gonna scold people quite regularly. He still scolds Rudy, and just like with Rudy he won't hold back on you. For the most part he wouldn't feel bad about it. But when he thinks about it later he realizes it was a stupid reason. He wouldn't even realize, like most of them, but he would feel bad. So through the day, after he scolded you, he'd try to apologize but you just kept avoiding him. He'd try and try all day but it just wouldn't work. So he'd give you your space and talk with Rudy. He would still try to talk to you but a little less since he's still hanging out with Rudy. When he finally got to talk to you he wouldn't ask about why you've been avoiding him, but instead just apologize about his scolding and how it was a dumb reason. And even tho he didn't ask about why you were upset he'd still hey his point across.

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[A/n:I was really stuck on Soap and Alejandro if I'm being honest 😅. I hope you enjoyed]

Cod X male reader !! Mabye the characters scolding the male reader and the male reader has bad memories from childhood and the scolding triggered their truamas and the male reader tries to avoid COD characters

[A/n:Ooo this one is interesting. Thank you for requesting]

Summary:they scold you causing you to remember bad memories from your childhood

Type:short scenarios: Valeria X M!Reader: König X M!Reader: Woods X M!Reader: Gaz X M!Reader: Ghost X M!Reader

Version:Mw2, Cold War

Woods

He didn't mean to be to hard on you, you were just not paying attention and almost got killed. He was scared. Woods did everything he could to protect you and you still just didn't listen, he had to scold you. But now he's regretting it. Adler was the one who noticed, he seen how you would nervously look at woods and then look away quickly like a scared child, how you would make sure he wasn't talking to you and did your best to hide yourself from him. When woods noticed he felt horrible, and tried his best to talk to you but it was hard. When he finally learned why he corner you to apologize, he had to or he'd never live it down and feel guilty for the rest of his life.

Valerie

She's hard on people, everyone knows this. She isn't nice, or caring towards people. Of course you were at expectation, in private of course but still everyone could tell she was nicer to you and cared more about you, until she scolded you about something small. She didn't notice, like woods. And it wasn't until you wouldn't come to bed, she waited and waited for what felt like an eternity but you never came. She finally got you down to her office to talk to you and she could see how you struggled at first, this was the first time she was genuinely patient with someone. Valerie let you calm down then talk, then she felt like shit. First she didn't notice her own boyfriend feels upset and scared of her and now she's realizing she made you have to remember bad childhood memories? She felt horrible and made sure to make it up to you.

Gaz

Now Gaz isn't one to yell at people, or scold, just anything like that in general. It's usually Price. But Gaz was scared and worried and it just it happened because you were being reckless, yes, Gaz loves you, but God you scare him sometimes. After he had scolded you he went straight to his room to calm down and if price can notice that Gaz is upset, he can notice you too. While Price was taking to Gaz you were no where to be seen, which would have worried Gaz but he currently was focused on Price and his emotions. After Price was done talking Gaz sent out to find you, but he couldn't find you. It wouldn't have worried him if soap didn't run up to him asking where you were. Now the fear hit him. He spent the whole time looking high and low for his beloved boyfriend worried something happened to him. When he found you, he crushed you in a hug, apologizing. He didn't let you talk more focused on getting his apologize out there. He never found out about your past due to his apologizing.

König

He felt bad a second after he scolded you. You wouldn't even get a chance to leave as the bad memories flooded your head, König pulled you into a hug directly after and apologized for scolding you and how he was just scared. He could tell you were still upset and you explained how you can take time away from but he needs you to know that he's sorry, he really is, he'd be upset too if someone scolded him like a child. If you did avoid him after his apologize, it'd hurt him but he wouldn't try and stop you. Instead watching you from afar sadly until you came back to him.

Ghost

Now Ghost he's done some scolding and he never feels bad for the person be scolded. Same goes for you. He wouldn't scold someone for no reason, so he'd just watch you avoid him and honestly he'd probably make it worst. Mainly because he'd think your only avoiding him because he scolded you, not because of the past. So eventually he'd corner you and tell you that you shouldn't avoid him because of a little scolding and to get over it since it wasn't a harsh scolding. Which might make the simulation worst. Soap would came to Ghost a few minutes later, pissed off. Soap would process to yell at Ghost in his heavy Scottish accent about how bad he hurt you and accidentally say why Ghost hurt you so bad. And no soap wouldn't let him talk. Ghost would wait for you to finally come around him so he can apologize.

[A/n:sorry Königs is so short. I hope you enjoyed]

Don't mind me requesting again cuz your writing is good-

Anyway I need some older male reader that is team GHOST from call of duty ghosts and his team is fucking chaotic like they be almost killing them self's and one of them do stabby another like blowing shit up while male reader don't get enough sleep and be a dad on his team but in the end they get the job done

I just want 141 to meet male readers team during a mission and all of them see his team jumping out a window lol

I just need some chaotic shit

Ghost Soldier!Male Reader + Task Force 141

WARNING: INCREDIBLY CRINGE WRITING

While Captain Y/n is on a mission with his team, they are interrupted...

What matters most though is if they are friend or foe...

Honestly, trying to put a whole scenario like this together was fun and challenging at the same time but worth it @gamersansblog !!!

So I hope you enjoy!

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"Midnight, Hawk, do either of you have eyes on the target yet?" Y/n asked as he let his eyes sweep over the contents in the room. Falcon followed behind him, silently with his gun raised, clearing the room himself before rejoining Y/n's side.

"No sir, not yet," Midnight's heavy feminine voice replied through the radio.

"Just a whole bunch of shit in here, Captain, unless..." Hawk drawed out slowly.

Y/n knew that tone and quickly tried to intervene, "Hawk, I swear if do what I think..."

"Calm down, sir. Why don't we just turn this place inside out?"

"Hawk..." Falcon warned from beside Y/n as he watched his Captain let out a long sigh in front of him.

"Just a little demolition, sir. That's all... it's not like anyone knows we're here anyway. With the guards dead, I doubt we'll be interrupted, " Y/n could have swore he aged faster as he listened to Hawk's suggestion.

Honestly, Y/n was too tired for this shit. It felt like he was baby sitting 3 kids and he couldn't help but wonder if other groups dealt with the same thing.

There mission was simple, take out the guards, retrieve the files, and get out. Really simple shit. Y/n could do it in his sleep if he wanted too. But noooo, the Higher Ups just had to say his team needed to be with him for this operation.

Plus, Y/n doubted that Falcon could deal with all of them if Y/n left him alone with Midnight and Hawk. So he was forced to bring his crazy pyromaniac of a man, the little assassin that would kill just about anything even when Y/n told her not to, and his only good child.

God, being a father of a Ghost Team was hard.

But even so, Y/n wouldn't change it for the world. His team was just about the best thing that ever happened to him and his career. They were his second chance, his redemption. His everything...

"Alright, Hawk, set up those explosives and see if you can find anything. Midnight, watch his back. Falcon and I are gonna make our way over there..." Y/n commanded.

"Understood, sir," and in the background, he could hear Hawk's sinister little giggle and shook his head at his soldier's antics.

"You sure this is the best idea, sir?" Falcon looked worried about this and Y/n didn't blame him for it. They both knew Hawk could go too far when it came to blowing up things.

Last time they left him alone, half of a building managed to disappear.

Y/n shook his head at the thought, not wanting to even remember that mission again.

When he caught sight of Midnight, the woman was throwing her knives at some random crate she was using as target practice.

"Midnight, Y/n told you to stop doing that. You're gonna mess up your knives and then cry about needing to get new ones," Falcon stressed.

Midnight stuck her tongue out at the man and Y/n chuckled.

"Come on Captain tell her!" Falcon pleaded.

Y/n ignored it and looked towards Hawk.

"You ready Hawk?"

"Annnnnd FINISHED!" the man exclaimed happily as he put the last finishing touches on the bomb.

"Good... get ready to...the hell is that sound?" Y/n turned to see a drone watching them outside the window.

"Shit... someone else is here... we're leaving NOW!" Y/n yelled as he made his way to the windows with their repel gear.

"WHO THE HELL ARE THEY?!" Midnight bellowed next to him.

"Doesn't matter! Hawk on my signal you blow this place to hell!"

"What about the files?!" Hawk asked.

"The Captain and I got them on our way to you two! Now hurry your ass up and get ready to repel!" Falcon hollered at him, quickly putting his gear on.

Once they were ready, Y/n didn't take the chance of the enemy spotting them from the window. If anything, these guys were definitely professionals and had yet to show themselves but it didn't bother Y/n one bit. He knew his team was just as good.

So, he turned to the other window, pulling out his P226 and aiming it at the window.

"Hawk, you remember that scene from Fast and Furious where they jumped from building to building?" Y/n asked.

"Yeah, but we don't have a supercar, sir!"

"Well we can try!" Y/n began to run towards the window, shooting it multiple times until to burst into glass shards and they all jumped out.

"NOW HAWK!"

Y/n heard that lovely sound of the explosion going off behind him as they landed on the roof.

"Hell yeah!" Hawk whooped from beside him.

"We can celebrate later...we still need to find who else is here."

Y/n turned to Midnight first.

"I got an idea..."

"Sir?" She tilted her head in curiosity.

"You see anyone even hostile take them out. Hawk fill this place with traps, take Falcon with you."

Hawk nodded and tapped Falcon's arm before leading them away from Y/n and Midnight.

"Alright, let's go see who the hell were dealing with..."

Midnight sent Y/n a smirk as Y/n moved to take point and as they set out to find the intruders.

It didn't take long when they both heard a cry that only Hawk could make and quickly ran towards his yells. Y/n told Midnight to hide the in the grass, dropping into the dirt himself and aiming his rifle at the newfound men that had Hawk and Falcon in their custody.

He heard the gruff British man's voice question who Hawk was working with, who their team was, but Hawk wasn't one to talk.

Y/n made sure personally that they would never talk. He put then through the same exact situation he had been in now. Cornered by the enemy but except this time not alone.

"Midnight, stay down unless shots are fired. Got it?"

She nodded at him before popping up out of the grass.

"I wouldn't move it I were you..."

The men all turned back to him, guns drawn on him while he held his Honey Badger tightly to his chest.

"Who the hell are you?" The man in the skull mask questioned.

Y/n gave him a look before turning back to the man with the fisher hat on.

"You plan on fishing for my soldiers..." he drawed off.

"Captain Price." He answered.

"Ah...I've heard of you... You and your little Task Force. What was it...141, right?"

"Ye now who the hell are you?" He watched the man's grip tighten on his own gun.

"Captain Y/n and you're going to give me back Hawk and Falcon now." Y/n demanded.

"How do I-" he was cut off by another voice going through his radio.

"Yeah but-... Are you sure, Laswell?"

Y/n looked up when he heard Kate's last name leave the older Brits lips.

"You familiar with Laswell?" Y/n asked as he watched the men untie Hawk and Falcon.

"Seems so...and it seems she knows you as well..." Price commented as he watched Hawk and Falcon walk back to Y/n's side.

"Sir, are you sure Laswell said they're green?" The dark skin man asked the Captian.

"I doubt Laswell would lie to us Gaz. That goes for you two as well," Price said, turning to the skull masked man and the slightly shorter man standing next to him.

"So that's a infamous Ghost...I thought he be taller," Hawk.

"He lots pretty damn tall to me, considering he's standing near shortstack over there..." Falcon said.

The shorter man sent him a glare, obviously hearing Falcon's comment, but before he could say anything, Ghost pulled him back.

"He's not worth it, Soap."

Y/n heard a Scottish accent come from the man as he watched the two talk.

"Oh, sir... You should probably tell-" Falcon was too late to warn him when Midnight sprang up from behind Ghost and Soap.

Y/n sent her the scariest death glare in history before the woman's knife even made it near the two men. Only then did Ghost realize Y/n was glaring but not at him and turned around only to see nothing there. When he turned back, there was now a third soldier standing near him that wasn't there.

"Who she?" He cocked his head towards her.

"Midnight." and he left it there.

Price turned to look at them apologetically before letting out a long sigh.

"Sorry about the mishaps, mates. Seems we got you mixed up with someone else, by the way... you know who blew up that building?"

"We did," Y/n said quickly, watching the man's face change to confusion.

"Why did you-"

"Sorry, but we're kinda on a tight schedule so we'll see yall again sometime soon yeah? Nice meeting you, Captain and your team. Lovely bunch, really! Sir, we have go to go." Falcon said as he pulled Y/n away, the man shaking his own head and chuckling himself, with the other two laughing.

"Kids am I right?" Y/n shouted as he sent a quick nod to the Captain before turning to greet his own team as they made their way towards exfil.

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Alright, can someone tell me if I’m being stupid, cause I don’t know if I’m missing a point or something. So, we all know that Ghost wears a mask when he’s on deployment, but I also see a lot of people putting him in civilian settings (off base without other soldiers around / with his partner etc.) with the mask on, too.

I’m not sure if I’m genuinely just being stupid here (lmao 😭) but doesn’t that defeat the purpose of the mask? His enemies don’t know what he looks like because of the mask. Not many people wear skull balaclavas when they’re just going about their business, so it would make him stand out more.

For example, if he was going shopping with his partner, and for some reason his enemy was there, they might assume it’s him because of the balaclava, thus putting his partner in danger as a result. They’d just go ‘Oh look, it might or might not be Ghost, and who’s that with him? Hmmm they might be important, let’s kidnap them and use their existence against him! :D’

Like, if I worked with him and then when I went on leave I saw this big ass man with a skull balaclava I’d go ‘oh, look, it’s Ghost in the wild’. Like you’d just know it’s him - the mask would lose its purpose and put his family in danger instead of protecting them like it was originally designed to do.

But if I worked with him, and saw him barefaced in town, I’d have no idea it’s him because the balaclava would be gone. I wouldn’t spare him a second glance because I’d just assume it’s some random man going about his business. I’d have no idea it’s him because there’s no mask.

Not to mention the balaclava would make him look sus af in public 😭 I live in England myself and have seen security in shops tell people (mainly teenagers, if you live here you know who I mean) to take off their masks. If he refused, he’d be in deep shit for refusing to cooperate. Even if he showed his ID, it wouldn’t help cause they can’t see his face.

Anywho, idk I’m just rambling atp but I feel like him wearing the mask outside of deployment doesn’t really make sense? 😭 I might just be missing a point or something idk

Edit: Speaking of Covid masks, I feel like he’d like the times when we all wore them because atp masks most likely bring him a sense of comfort. However, the moment people stop wearing them out and about, he probably would, too.

GEN Z READER IN TASK FORCE 141 HC + könig!! PT 2

A/N: You guys are so sweet!! Thank you for the support on the first part of Gen z! Reader series/ Daffodil series, it seriously means a lot! And since I saw someone ask for König I decided to add him too, our baby deserves some love too! And again if anyone has codename ideas please tell me because I am still considering changing Daffodil to something else!

Warnings: Dark humour, Suicide jokes, simping, swearing, mentions of parents leaving the reader, basically gen z stuff, usual CoD violence, wholesome family stuff,

Character(s): Soap, Gaz, John, Ghost, Price, könig x Gn! reader (Mention of Laswell and Graves)

Codename: Daffodil

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

It had been a couple months since you joined the task force and met your boys and they are happy you are with them, and despite being thick-skinned and having a very fucked humour you can get emotional at times.

One time you got upset over something and hugged the closes person to you.

It was Ghost.

And surprisingly he didn't mind, he understood that you were still young and needed comfort. So he gave you comfort that he never got properly when he was younger.

But once you told Ghost that you loved him which caught him off guard and made him stay away from you for a bit to process what you said.

Of course you told him you loved him through texts but hearing you say it was a whole other story.

The others get this treatment too.

Even if you're not upset you'll randomly say that you love them, which they find sweet but they all were caught off guard at first by the sudden burst of affection.

But they got used to it!

But there was one thing they weren't getting used to, your jokes.

Price swears he can feel himself get grey hair every time he hears one of your 'jokes'.

They even came up with a very...odd name for them: "Dil Humour"

When they first started saying the little inside joke you looked at them like they said something horrible.

"Excuse me?? Dil humour????"

"You know ill but instead of ill it's dil from Daffodil- No?.."

"Stop..."

To say the least you were not impressed and you were sure Price came up with it.

But you still loved them anyways.

Even with that ugly hat.

You swear he committed a war crime by just wearing it but he lets you wear it just to spite you. Aw.

You made a Spotify playlist for all your boys and continuously added songs to them until you're ready to share it with them.

One time Gaz caught you adding songs to Soap's playlist and tried to peek over your shoulder.

"What are you doing."

"Your mom"

"Never mind.."

And you may or may not have made one for König.

I mean who could blame you?!

When you first saw the man you were in the mess hall eating with your boys, sitting in between Ghost and Soap, minding your own business until you saw the newest love of your life.

You started to choke while slamming the table with a red ass face.

And you bet that Ghost was the first one to slam his hand onto your back while Soap sat wide-eyed at what just happened.

Before any of your boys could say anything you were looking around like a hawk and getting up to talk to König.

To say the least your boys were in shock and stayed that way until you came back minutes later with a huge smile on your face.

"I GOT A NEW BAE"

"Shh..." (🧼)

"I got a new bae!"

"Oh yeah?" (🧼)

"Fucking what." (💀)

(that one unas anus moment)

And after a while you started sending König so many heart locket gifs of him and a lot of bear memes.

You don't what it is about the guy but he is GIVING bear.

Anyways you love this man to pieces and will always try your best to control yourself and not say any suicide jokes around him.

But you can control yourself so much.

The first ever time König heard you threaten to shoot yourself his eyes widened.

The poor thing was worried for you since all he's ever seen of you was sunshine and memes.

He would just place his hands on your shoulders and make you look him in the eyes as he asks if you're okay and if you ever need to talk you can always go to him.

You sometimes go training with him too and you couldn't stop fawning over how strong he was in your head.

And speaking of training, you also go train with your boys too.

There was one time, Soap was doing push ups and he thought it would be fun to have you sit on his back.

And who were you to say no to that.

Although sometimes you go to the 141 group chat and send memes.

Gaz is always the first to respond.

Always.

Gaz: Where did you find this??

Foap: Daffo this isn't funny

Price: Kid

Gaz: Aren't you two supposed to be training

Price: Where are you both

Baby gril: Is that me?

Soap or whoever is training you always end up finding you when you send jokes like those and make you work extra hard during train with him which makes you cry internally.

Speaking AGAIN of your humour one time you were fighting off one of the enemies and he landed quite a hard punch on you, cutting your cheek in the progress, but once the boys showed up the guy was dead and most of his blood was on your hands. Literally and figuratively.

There was no way of telling which one of the boys came up to you first but they definitely kept asking about your cheek.

"Are you sure you're okay soldier?"

"Yeah I'm sure, my dad hit harder anyway-"

"Daffodil."

They weren't happy with what you said, especially Price

OH

Your boys will never forget the day when they found out that you couldn't drive.

At first everything was a blur, it was during a mission and you all had to fall back, and you somehow got into the driver's seat while Price, Ghost and Soap were in the back while Gaz got in the passenger's seat.

Ghost would have a bullet in his arm while Price and Soap shouted at you to go.

You floored it.

The sudden action made Soap hit his head against the car wall while Gaz and Price were yelling at you to stop.

"YOU SHOULD'VE LEARNT THIS WHEN YOU WERE IN TRAINING."

" JUST GIVE ME THE WHEEL!"

"DEADASS MIGHT THROW UP"

"DAFFODIL-"

They vowed they would never let you drive again until someone teaches you.

You were just bored one day so you beelined your way to Gaz's room and slammed yourself onto his bed.

Of course Gaz was shocked once he saw you enter his room but soon got on with whatever he was doing.

And just like Price, he would never tell you to get out of his room unless it was super important and would just talk with you about random things and let you vent to him.

Somehow you always end up getting all sentimental and it's just really sweet in the end.

Soap sings in the shower.

And Lord have mercy if you hear him you will ALWAYS join in and vice versa.

You two are a power duo.

There was this one time you convinced Ghost and Price to go catfishing with you on a dating app with your phone.

Their names were Gina and Fraincesca and it was very chaotic.

One time one of the people that matched with them started texting your phone during a meeting with Laswell and Graves and since it was going nowhere you checked one of the messages to see a voice message and then-

"Hey baby gorl."

"I'm going to actually kill myself, I will shoot myself right now it's not funny, I have a letter under my bed guys Imma go-"

"Daffodil."

Soap and Gaz still won't let you live properly after that no matter how much Price and Laswell tell them to stop.

Meanwhile Ghost and Grave would just act like nothing happened.

But even after what happened and the relentless teasing Soap and Gaz would do they still cared.

Live, Love, Laugh guys.

Requests: Closed

(Part 3 coming soon and also a one-shot!)

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König and his s/o that's like always super nice and kind to everyone but then the moment they step onto the field they turn horrifying? Like deathly silent would prolly snap your neck in half with their bare hands type

Such an interesting request, friend! Thank you so much for requesting, I hope you enjoy!! (～￣▽￣)～

Wow so this turned into something completely different, but I still hope you like it!

This work is not beta-read!

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|| König With a Nice but Scary S/O ||

Tags: Fluff, Scary!Reader, Established Relationship, Soft, Cleaning each others wounds, Kinda Sad, Comfort, Caretaking, König is Babygirl, Short.

Warnings: vague mention of blood and violence

Gender-Neutral!Reader // Romantic

I sort of thing he would be the same in a way

I think he can get quite scary when he is out on the field, in the heat of battle

But, while he is like this on the battlefield, I imagine your scariness would be unpredictable

Like, one minute you can be the nicest person on the planet and then someone gets on your bad side and it's downhill from there

I also imagine you being really protective of König

Like, if a rookie comes in thinking they can poke fun at him due to his quite, anxious nature, you immediately step in

They start warning each other not to say anything mean to König, then the rookies get surprised when they say he isn't the one they should be scared of

Because, yes König could easily handle himself, he isn't a big fan of confrontational and he doesn't like to be seen as scary

You, on the other mind don't mind at all

I can also see you not really knowing that other people see you as scary

Like, König is just like "Maus, you need to stop scaring the new guys."

And you're just like, me? Scary?

Because in reality you aren't really and you are actually quite kind to everyone,

König tells them that you just value respect and if they act with respect you will in turn

They are even more concerned with how you act on the field

If you were scary before, you are down-right feral in the field

You go silent with this look in your eye that begs anyone to mess with you

You and König work as a power-couple together

You are like unsuspecting silently feral type, he is a loud and unabashed feral type

the two of you often have to be reeled in after an op, the both of you wildly blood thirsty

But then imagine the two of you, wrapped up in each others arms as you come down from the adrenaline

The two of you gently cleaning each others wounds and exchanging soft kisses

After the adrenaline wears off your both bone tired and in need of a good nap

Your hands were laid across his shoulders, slowly sliding down to unclip the latches on his tactical vest. He hums lightly, lifting one of his large hands to your face, a damp washcloth secured in it to wipe at the blood splatters across your cheeks. The heavy vest drops with a thump, neither of you caring about where your gear ends up in that moment.

Your hand comes up and covers his, laying a gentle kiss on his knuckles. You gently take the cloth from his hand, moving your other hand up to remove his veil. You wait for his small nod of approval before you lift it off, throwing it over the dresser in the corner. König flattens his hand across your cheek, the rough pad of his thumb moving along it. Your smile while looking at his face, pushing some of his long fringe back from his eyes before beginning to wipe at the eye-black that rims them. His eyes flutter shut as he leans into your touch, his other hand rubbing up and down on your outstretched arm.

When you seem satisfied with his newly cleaned face, you throw your cloth down onto the bedside table to be dealt with later. König moves in, placing the softest kiss to your lips before pulling back just enough to mutter, "Let's go to sleep, Maus" against your lips. With a gentle tug, he slumps down onto his too-small cot and pulls you across his chest. The cot was barely enough to fit just him but even with the two of you, it didn't feel too small.

It was jarring to you, that two people so intimately capable of violence were allowed such softness. That two monsters, as you were often called, were allowed moments like this. Maybe you were monsters. You didn't really mind as long as you could be a monster with him.

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Hi there!

So I just read your rules and I hope I'm not disrespecting any

So Price x son! Reader (platonic of course) where price invites 141 to his house and find out he has a son. I just have this stuck in my mind where the son (adopted or biological, I don't care) walks into the house and there are these Buff military men and he's just like "dad there are weird man in our house" or the son just opening the door making eye contact with everyone and just slamming the door shut after about a minute.

Sorry that this is so long, I hope you can work with this somehowe

Have the greatest day :D

I absolutely love your idea anon! I find it really wholesome. And I don't mind if it's long, the longer the better in my opinion. I hope this is what you wanted, thank you for your request, and have the greatest day too mate^-^

Papa Price is real

Summary: Your father is finally coming home from his job for a while but unknown to you your father is bringing home some guests and maybe you might get along with them better than your father thought.

Warnings: Nothing but fluff, fatherly love, light swearing, gen z stuff<33, he/him pronouns (the reader is around 15-17), mistakes, a little rushed/short

Character(s): Price x son! Reader (platonic)

Ever since you woke up you had a huge smile on your face, I mean who wouldn't feel that way when they found out that their dad was coming home last night. You almost couldn't sleep from the news alone.

You even made sure to wear the hat that he gave you when he last visited. It was an otter bucket hat.

It almost felt like it had been an eternity since you sat down on the couch waiting for your dad to come home, glancing at the clock every 2 minutes. But the time that you went to check the time again it'd only been 3 hours, making you groan loudly.

"Hun? what's wrong?" your mother would call out to you from the kitchen, knowing why you acted like this she missed him too but nevertheless she still asked. a soft smile grew on her face as she look towards your direction.

"I feel like I've aged 50 years!!" you would shout into a pillow, having nothing to do but sit there and go on your phone from time to time, leaving your mother to laugh to herself and shake her head.

It had almost been 5 hours and you felt like you were going to pass away until you heard a knock on the door.

He's here

Your mother didn't have time to move before she saw a flash of you sprint towards the door, a wide grin spread across you face as you opened the door.

"Father dearest-"

"..."

SLAM

Last time you remembered your father didn't have a mohawk and a baby face or a skull balaclava- which you must admit was fucking cool. wait. Where are you getting robbed? No, if you were they wouldn't knock...unless they are just really shitty at their job.

Which what you had frantically pieced together you quickly grabbed a pillow and opened the door again, ready to throw said pillow at the first person you see. Leaving your poor mother to process what you were doing.

"You have a son!?-"

Headshot!

"HA L"

"[Name]-" That's when you froze and looked at where the voice came from, it was your dad! So you weren't getting robbed.

"Dad there are weird buff men in front of our door."

"Alright..."

Things could have gone worse but they didn't! After papa Price explained who they were and why they were here you 'apologised' to the mohawk man who was called soap, which was weird but you don't judge.

You were just talking to the group of buff boys, calling Soap bestie whenever you had the chance while your father helped your mother make dinner. The boys trying their best to understand the things you were talking about, Gaz being the only person understanding half of what you were saying since he was the youngest out of the task force.

"My mother's cooking is bussin'"

"Excuse me???"

A/N: I really hope you liked this because I don't know if I did that well with this :')