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— school fights
— dad!ghoap & reader scenario based off my fics here :3
— tws; ofc fighting mentions, injuries , annoying adult (principal)
a/n; this isnt a chapter to odd adjustments just a scenario so pls dont treat this as a next chapter !
Fuck Fuck Fuckkk.
I was so fucking screwed.
But honestly the kid deserved it.
God my fist hurt so damn bad, I just tried rubbing it despite the fact I'm pretty sure I bruised my knuckles pretty badly.
Managed to sock him in the face though god damn it hurt.
I've never really gotten into fights much barely at all really, and it's been good at this school so far.
All into this one fucking kid decided to start fucking up your day for two weeks straight, You didn't even know what you did to cause this.
You weren't the tallest person either which also didn't help your situation Nearly comically shoved in the locker, Always having to quickly rush to your next class just in case the long open hallway would flood and stop up with foot traffic.
The relentless harassment, and the honestly uncreative insults thrown at you.
You just snapped.
John had packed me lunch usually I didn't ask since honestly I never got used to asking for things I felt everything they've gave me so far was enough, I didn't want to be spoiled even though there was a nagging voice saying I wasn't being spoiled.
This sort of parental affection made me feel spoiled, Made me feel like I almost had too much.
The principals voice brought me out of my thoughts.
"Are you listening?!"
No.
"Yes.."
"I've already called both of your parents both of your behaviors were inexcusable- And you? Biting one of your classmates?!"
I slightly flinched.
Yeah I did bite them.
But that was also deserved, I hated this school's stupid no-tolerance policy, Nearly the whole class was there saw it.
They all saw him dump that milk carton on my head my hair still damp, I tried to just walk away but being shoved onto the ground was my final straw as I punched him, and then we were both on the floor he was bigger than me and obviously, And I wasn't made for fighting he had landed a few more hits on me than I had on him.
So I bit him.
Hard.
Then the teachers finally got in threw the small crowd of students and pulled us apart.
"What are you some kind of dog? Do your parents teach you nothing?"
I just stayed silent gripping my pants leg as avoided eye contact, Why was I getting torn into for self-defense? Her shrill voice was getting on my nerves at this point getting to them bad.
I doubted things would go any better if I completely shut down, But eventually, she let up on me and went over to the teary-eyed boy no doubt from my bite of just to gain sympathy I couldn't care.
I just pulled my legs to my chest as he chewed on my lip focused on the ground.
This discussion was just hell, I wanted to throw up, yell, and vomit all once.
We both were getting suspended for a week, You would be put in sperate classes as if that was going to stop any other interaction from happening.
And you were supposed fucking apologize?.
"What?" I spoke up finally as the principal looked over at me Simon looked over at me as well had luckily arrived before the other kids' parent came which would have basically felt like my doom feeling like they were just going to gang up on me and guilt me till he came.
"You bit another student-"
"He dumped milk on me he's been fucking with me for two weeks!"
"Watch your language-"
"I-" I stopped as Simon slightly glanced over at me and I just gave up at that point as I bit my lip nearly crumbling up the apology paper I was given.
I was sniffling quietly by the time we left the office.
"Wait here." Simon finally said something as he headed back into the office leaving me to sit down on a nearby bench as I sniffled tears streaming down my face.
Simon came back out a few minutes later.
"Where's the paper?" Simon looked over at me as I handed him the paper as he just ripped it up tossing it into the trash.
"Why'd you do that?-"
"Do you want to go get ice cream?"
"..Yeah."
"Ow"
"Sorry.." Simon mumbled as he wrapped up my bruised knuckles and hand, My other holding my ice cream cone.
"Well get it wrapped up in ice at home.." I just nodded as he shifted getting up from his crouched position and picking up his own cup of ice cream.
He sat back down and we sat in silince for a while as we ate out ice cream.
"..Are you upset?"
He glanced over at me.
"Yes."
"I-"
"For not telling us you were being bullied."
"Well..I..I just thought.." I just sighed I went quiet looking away I could hear him shift taking another spoonful of ice cream.
"..If it happens again tell me.." I looked over at him as he shifted.
"You don't have to write that apology letter.."
"W-Well you ripped it up so..Yeah I thought so.."
"I'm going to the gym tomorrow.."
He paused as he shifted as he got up to throw away his ice cream cup.
"I want you too come."
"I-..Why..?"
"So I can teach you how to punch someone properly."
a/n; idk what to put here so this is it lmao
#call of duty#simon ghost riley#dad simon riley#reader#simon riley#child reader#gn reader#gender neutral reader#cod
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Hi! hello! I have a small suggestion for ya! Have your masterlist pinned so that you can always find it and so it doesn't get buried by other posts!
oh ah ty for the advice! <3
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HOLY HELL? JEEZ GUYS I just saw all the notifs im glad you guys like the second part! <3 i wanted to drop some personally headcanons for the au
also if your seeing this my fic is here ! its about retired dads!soapghost and there newly adopted gn!reader
->Soap is hard of hearing! Being a demolitions expert was gonna catch up with him eventually. He used to try and hide it and avoid it altogether but nowadays he's a bit more open about too close family.
His siblings lighthearted tease him about it now since he's comfortable. It isn't totally hearing loss in his ear but its enough to need a hearing aid.
-> Ghost has a bit of a limp in his step now, There not that old but of course after years of fighting something was bound to give ad it did he broke his leg a few months into retirement while working on the roof that he of so stubbornly said he'd fix.
He wasn't comfortable with some stranger visiting there home and or multiple strangers coming to there home he felt like he could do it.
While he could admittedly despite it all he picked up a bit of interest in home fixing mainly the basics he learned even more as they came close to their retirement.
He wanted to be self-sufficient and wanted to be Johnnys' helpful husband.
But he had to fuck it up, Now that he's healed his leg gives him issues here and there but on some days he can get around just fine on others especially during the rain his joints act up.
-> Soap and Ghost have been happily married for 2 years now! Do you know who proposed first? Ghost!. He totally didn't want to pass out and throw up at the same time as he got one shaky knee and palms sweaty as he barely managed to make his words heard under his mask. Soap nearly barreled him down with how much of a mix of emotions he was trying to process as he said 'Yes'.
Ghost had been nervous through the weeks leading up to it, Asking Soap's Mother for her permission, Finding the perfect spot to pop the question.
There wedding was small stuck to Soap's immediate family even so it was pretty big (saving 2 chairs empty) , Of course they invited the rest of the 141 Laswell included inviting them months ahead.
They were able to stay for a while got caught up with each, drank, and just had fun. Simon had never felt so care free.
-> Simon and John of course went through a lot of therapy after retirement, Both of them having their own lucky little bottles of medicine in their shared bathroom. They had thought about adopting or having a kid through surogate.
They decided on adoption because it'd be cheaper plus they weren't sure if they were up to taking care of an infant, They went with adopting a pre-teen just around the age that they wouldn't do something like stick there finger or forks in outlets or burn themselves on the stove.
Soap still put outlet caps on them though.
-> Simon was nervous to be a parent he was just down right terrified that you would dislike him, think hes weird , or worse be afraid of him.
He's not a all a short or slender guy and that hasn't changed after retirement. His resting bitch face and his mask he'd traded his balaclava with a year back. He was sure he didn't look friendly to approach (which he appreciates sometimes) He wanted to look approachable to you.
But it seemed all that worrying was for nothing the first time you both met you asked about Riley albeit hesitantly, He guessed Soap told you about her.
He was open to talking bout her and you were open to listening.
(dsjvahhdadskaj sorry if there ooc </3)
#call of duty#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#simon#simon riley#dad john mactavish#dad john soap mactavish#dad simon riley#soap#soapghost#headcanons#drabble#:3#gn#gn reader#child reader
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odd adjustments
prev <- part 2 -> part 3
adoptive!soap and ghost + adopted!reader
× pairing: soapghost
× summary: the now retired couple decides that there house is feeling a bit empty besides there two cats and german shepard.
× tws: medication, mentions of ptsd, angst, minor injuries
The ride was long they lived ways out from the city which would be a change of pace and scenery.
Simon was quiet through the drive the silence wasn't uncomfortable it was nice you found yourself dozing off here and there along the trip jostled awake by the sudden bumpiness of the road glancing out of the window to see you were pulling up into a gravel drive way.
You grumbled quietly mainly out of tiredness you caught Simons eyes in the car mirror checking up on you as he parked.
"You can head inside out of the rain I'll grab the bags." Simon said as he promptly got out of the car with his own umbrella.
You quickly did the same heading over to the house where a cat waited behind the glass door seeing you it left.
Aw.
The door opened luckily it was unlocked as you stepped inside wiping your feet off on the mat setting your dripping umbrella into the umbrella holder nearby awkwardly shifting around as you stepped into the short hallway glancing around at the pictures on the walls as you made it to the living room the house was quiet aside from the movement upstairs which you could assume was possibly John.
You felt increasingly awkward as you glanced around flinching once the door opened once more Simon coming in holding both your bag and suitcase gently brushing past you as he sat them next to the stairs glancing back at you.
"You can sit anywhere you'd like" He hummed as he headed upstairs and so you did that sitting down on the couch as you slipped your phone from out of your pocket it was a bit cracked but it worked.
You eventually heard footsteps coming down John coming into the room with the grin you remembered.
You found the mohawk funny.
"It's nice ta' finally have you here!..I made some food so you can eat if you want or If your tired yer bedroom is upstairs first on the right its bare bones for now since we didn't know what ye'd like to decorate it with."
His accent was funny.
Oh you should answer.
"Uh um.." You just mumbled which got you a confused look with just made you tense which he noticed.
"Oh ah sorry forgot to mention- Cant hear very well out of my right ear n all supposed to be getting a new hearing aid soon So you may need to shout ever now and then—"
"I'm uh kind of hungry." You spoke up a bit more which John luckily heard this time
"Oh! Good Ah didnae waant the food tae git tae cauld even if its just sandwiches."
This wasn't as awkward as you thought it'd be.
You had eaten chatted up with John a bit more he was a nice guy a lot more talkative than Simon but you knew that from the interviews.
Simon had come down as well not without John badgering his to sit down something about his leg and medication you weren't too nosy.
He'd seemed to be getting the dog situated as he brought her down Riley was her name wasn't it?.
She was a German Shepard you thought as you stretched out your hand towards her with a glance at Simon she sniffed it before licking your hand you guess it smelt like the deli meats from the sandwich.
You scratched behind her ear as her tail wagged.
You'd put up with the awkwardness of adjusting to here for the dog.
Simon and John started talking about something as you pet Riley the rain hadn't really let up and began to pour down a bit harder thunder rumbling out as John mumbled something to Simon the man getting up with a grunt and headed back down the hall.
"He's just going to check if we have lanterns in case the power gives out." You flinched as John spoke you didn't even realize you were staring where Simon had left you just nodded.
"You can go up to your room y'know still early in the day plus so you can unpack and unwind n' all." John glanced at you as he spoke you just nodded again maybe too quickly getting up Riley leaving your side and heading down where Simon had went.
You felt nauseous laying in bed so many things running threw your head.
Also there was a cat on your bed.
You were pretty sure this was Old man, The gruff appearance and the near mustache and beard combo look in his fur fur and the greying hairs.
You held you hand out for him to smell and he just looked at you with near human unamusement.
You pulled your hand back and went back to thinking.
Right.
God what were you thinking about even?
These are good people.
This room is good.
This house is good.
The animals are better.
Why do you have to start spiraling now? Always sinking yourself into doom spiralling.
Hypothetical's that made no sense as the storm just picked up outside.
You grumbled as you got up and started to search through your suitcase Old man had hoped down to watch you as you swallowed trying to ignore the nauseous feeling your now sweaty hands find your medication.
You fumble with the cap always forgetting how to open it before you finally pop it off and dig out a couple of pills swallowing them dry even if you know you shouldn't.
You just tried to focus on not hurling on your new floor taking deep inhales as you shakily dug your fingers into the carpet below sniffling.
Fuck.
a/n: idk why i had to leave on a sad end ALSO I LIED ITS GETTING MORE PARTS
#cod#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#soap cod#ghost cod#soapghost#child reader#platonic relationships#platonic love#familial love#fanfic#reader#gn reader#no use of y/n#dad simon riley#dad john mactavish
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scar trails
now -> next life (wip)
-> tws; injuries , gore , sickness , death , vomiting (basically everything you think to expect in a zombi apocalypse)
-> older brother!kyle & black child!reader
-> a/n: okay so right this has been in my head for days now..so hear you go! also boom the reader is black bc why tf wouldnt they be (ive been dying to write abt a black!reader for so long as a black person)
-> n/n - nickname
y/n - your name ofc
"n/n c'mon" I huffed as I dragged them away from the bugs they were fawning over ignoring there complaints as we kept walking.
We needed to keep heading toward the countryside but ever since Y/N got sick I've had to make us take detours for medicine, extra food, non-expired cough medicine to try and give them some relief, and looking extra for warm sleeping spots that weren't a walker nest.
It was just a cold I knew it was, I tried my best to keep them from worrying about turning.
They'd be okay once we reached Grandpa's.
I had been avoiding eating for a while I know it's dumb but they needed the food the more they ate the quicker they'd recover.
I wish I paid attention to Moms cooking more she always knew the best food to eat while sick, I had snatched a cookbook from a while back but it'd be no use with what we have.
Y/N had been a trooper throughout this all I honestly didn't know what to say we've been out here two months now and they've been going on strong.
I know they terrified though so am I but we have to keep moving.
"Are we there yet?"
"Y/n please don't start!—"
"I was quiet for five minutes like you said!"
I could just feel that cheeky grin on your face as we walked along the railroad not like any trains would be coming threw anytime soon.
It's been fifteen minutes of 'are we there yet' and I've considered turning into a walker.
We finally reached the next town that I figured out on the map, It was empty like the rest but on the next step closer to the country I saw a medicine store and grocery store and headed for them Y/n in tow.
"Do you think they have candy?! Can we get some please?"
Y/n whined as we entered the grocery store luckily still remembering to keep there voice down as I huffed.
"Look if the candy looks..alright we can get one box okay? But we need the space for food.." I whispered as I scanned the small shop's isles zoning in on packaged and canned food.
Dropping our rather light bag to the side to fill up checking the dates as I either tossed them in or tossed them aside.
Y/n went to the small section of the candy isle before coming back with a box for me to examine.
"Look it's those chewy ones mom gets!"
"Mm.. They look fine throw them in your bag.. I think we've got enough for the week now.."
I frowned slightly as I zipped up the bag hoisting it back on me it was certainly heavier but it'd be worth it.
Y/n carried their own bag but it was just medicine and there plushie I insisted I could carry them both but they wouldn't budge or let go.
I wish I was more vigilant we had moved on to the pharmacy Y/n was deciding which flavor medicine they wanted which honestly since it was warm liquid cough medicine it wouldn't taste good regardless.
Then the door opened again.
Now we both hid behind the cashier counter I gripped the handgun our parents gave me like our lives depended on it which it did.
Y/n huddled close to me keeping quiet despite their trembling.
I've never shot really anyone with the gun walkers or people.
People were iffy during these times.
We just avoided them even if it meant on missing out on shelter or food were not idiots.
The person stepped behind the counter and we pushed ourselves further under the counter basically squeezing each other to be smaller in the cramped space.
"I know you there no point n' hiding just come out and show yourself."
He sounded older his voice rough from either age or cigs nearly as familiar as Grandpa he'd just used to go on about not wasting your lungs on the things in that gravelly voice of his.
But this wasn't Grandpa of course.
A quick look at Y/n who was on the verge of sobbing.
I flicked the handguns safety off as I stepped out aiming it at the much larger man now that I had a better look at him.
He had backed up a bit when he caught sight of the handgun despite the obvious lack of experience I was probably showing.
Sweaty palms and trembling hands.
He looked older of course not so old that I could just rush him and hope one of his aging body parts acted up, He was clearly a bit more prepared than us his gear looked professional.
Military.
Not like the two school book bags that used to hold both of our homework that were slowly getting holes in them now carrying the only possessions you both had left in the world besides each other.
"Look mate- I don't mean you any—"
"Shut up."
My voice cracked as I inwardly cringed at the attempt to sound tough gripping the gun tighter.
"..I don't mean any harm okay?.."
The man shifted as he looked at me or mainly my gun I guess mentally deciding if I was bluffing with blanks or actually knew how to shoot.
Y/n was still huddled under the counter hidden.
"..Were your parents at? Seem a bit too young to be out here on your own."
I just glared further.
"..Go away."
"Kid..I-"
"Leave or I'll fuckin' s-shoot you-"
My hands trembled as I straighten his posture.
He just nodded as he left hands still up in the air in an unconvincing attempt to fool me that he wasn't a threat.
As soon as he left and didn't try to sneak back into the store I grabbed our bags hastily sacrificing some food so we wouldn't be slowed down making sure to snatch some medicine reminded by Y/n's coughing and now sobbing fit.
Picking them up despite them not being that smaller than me as we both left the area with haste.
We have to reach the countryside.
I want to go back to getting in extra sleep for summer break and staying up late at night with Y/n, Mom, And Dad watching shitty horror film and eating ice cream.
But now the summer heat was unbearable at time the too cool nights just made me worry for Y/n's cold.
I just want to go home and be a kid.
Why do I already feel so old?.
a/n: yeahh yup didnt plan this one out..
#call of duty#kyle garrick#kyle gaz garrick#child reader#gender nuetral reader#reader#zombie apocalypse au#apocolypse#fanfic#platonic#familial love#siblings#john price#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#gaz garrick#yeahh#doomed siblings? nah totally not(srs)
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konig doodle
:3
idk hes easy to draw since no facial features (expect for gaz i like drawing him in priv :3 i guess i struggle w white ppl is what im saying)
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gaz lovers dinner time !
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Werewolf Bites
nausea -> next stage of infection
tws; sickness , injuries , vomiting , violence, no use of y/n
parings: gaz x male reader (established relationship)
-> c/n - call sign
-> n/n - nickname
a/n: hehehe im excited for this. also idk how military shit works im winging it your here for gaz no complete accuracy
Why did it have to be you.
You had missed a room while clearing out this corridor of the building this mission was supposed to be a easy co-op with you and Gaz.
But now your were trying to claw off this big fucking dog from ripping your throat out your gun somewhere dropped in surprised of getting lunged at.
It sunk its fangs deep into your shoulder dangerously close to your neck as blood spewed and your cried out in agony you finally got a hold of your combat knife sinking it into the dogs body repeatedly till it slumped over dead.
Shoving the corpse off you, You bit your tongue as burning pain flared up in your shoulder Gaz's crackly voice over your radio finally audible now with the lack of your cries of pain and dog growls.
"c/n? c/n how copy?"
You swallowed back the bile building in your throat as you heaved grabbing your radio flicking it on shakily as tried to focus with the searing pain in your shoulder.
"c/n here— fuck" You hissed as you pushed yourself up with your good arm.
"c/n? give me a sitrep you went silent on me."
"..Fuckin' dog got me- I opened up a room and the fucker pounced huge fuckin' thing." You looked over at your wound grimacing at the sight of bruising blooming as blood trickled down your arm near excessively.
"Shit..Can you make it back to the main entrance?..I got the files ill radio for exfil."
"I..I can"
"c/n."
"I can"
"Alright."
You flicked your radio off as you trudged your way back where you came.
"Bloody hell c/n you gotta be more careful."
Gaz gently chided as you huffed wincing.
"Your lucky the fucker didn't rip your throat out.."
You grumbled looking aside the future rabies shots were not going to be a pleasant thing to be welcomed with when you both reached back at base.
"You alright..? Looking a bit pale."
"M'fine..Just..A bit woozy."
"Mm..exfil is a another hour or two out still don't go all rabies on me before then how about that."
You chuckled dryly as you blearing blinked as you leaned over dry heaving before puking your guts out catching Gaz off guard as he steadied you so wouldn't fall over into your own bile gently rubbing your back.
"Fuck..It's okay..Christ."
Coughing and gagging the unpleasant taste of bile lingering in your mouth as Gaz helped you sit down away from your mess.
"Just..Just sit down and rest..When we get home they'll fix you right up no? You'll have a killer scar after this all."
You got hummed coughing as Gaz wiped your face clean despite how you mumbled how gross it was as he kissed your forehead shushing your incoherent ramble.
You hadn't gotten any better and the exfil wasn't that far away now Gaz updated you as he held you close you were sweating bullets managing to keep down the water from your canteen.
He assured and updated on the helis time frame to reach you both, You could tell he was nervous never the best at hiding his emotions from you even in this fever ridden mess you were.
"There gonna be here soon love, Mm? Gonna get you back in shape..Hows the shoulder?."
You mumbled swallowing thickly as you shifted in his arms.
"You gotta speak up for me Lovie tell me how you are?"
"M'all sticky.."
"Well I'd guess so your sweating buckets..They'll be here soon okay?"
He sighed as he rana hand threw your near damp hair eventually giving you a few more sips of water as you both waited.
Exfil was quick a another solider helping you up into the heli a medic waiting along inside that went to work on you as you were laid onto the floor.
But all you remembered was falling asleep and awaking on the warm earth.
Running your hands threw the soft soil as you sat up a chill still rattling your bones.
"Gaz?"
You called out as you looked around cautiously your hand drifted too your holster to find it gone along with all other gear gone.
You felt bare exposed like a nerve the flicker and twitch of muscle felt like tremors in the earth as you looked around you saw nothing but forest.
"Kyle?"
Still nothing.
You frowned as you looked around you felt so warm you guessed it was the sun beaming down on you.
You hadn't been walking long till you reached a river bed the sudden parched feeling in your thought becoming know as you greedily gulped down water.
What was even going on?
You felt like you hadn't drank in days.
When you looked up you flinched at the sight of the dog that attacked you.
Or at least you thought it was a dog at the time.
It just stared at you, Yellow eyes staring you down as foam dripped down from his maw the foam slowly bubbling up into a pinkish tinge as blood dripped from its mouth .
It probably had rabies.
You did too.
You hoped.
#cod#gaz garrick#kyle gaz garrick#gaz x reader#gaz x male reader#reader#werewolves#werewolf au#hehe#kyle gaz x reader#kyle garrick#call of duty#no use of y/n#hehehhe
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ohh ermm hii guys i too a mini hiatus :3 im back get ready for uhh things
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MASTERLIST
Call of Duty
Kyle Gaz Garrick
unnatural bleeding — a mer!gn!reader x human!gaz | ongoing fic
werewolf bites — gaz trying to help you recover from a dog attack | ongoing fic
magical accidents — who were you to say no to your mage boyfriend innocent request for you to try a potion?
scar trails — you and your older brother try to survive the apocalypse and try and make a few friends..or enemies!
John Soap Mactavish
shapeshifter! child! reader & soap — a alt version of another random thing i wrote about a shapeshifter reader :3 tws in fic
the hunt — a medieval fantasy soap x male reader! | ongoing fic
solar and lunar marks — werecat reader and werewolf soap shenanigans w 141
Simon Ghost Riley
dog au! ghost & child reader — this one is so old!! + old dog au intro!
animals grind there teeth at bars — fic idea :3 monster circus au?
mistaken sacrifice — turns out your loyal worshippers are batshit crazy but ghost seems alright maybe in need of saving.
John Price
dog au price & child reader — another oldie </3 + old dog intro
labs and speedsters — taking in a new stray cheetah shifter (you) riddled with anxiety and price sees to help you.
old man — random anxiety hole you've dug yourself into has you now overly worrying about growing. (me projecting)
Multi + Parings
adoption au dad! simon & soap + adopted reader (school fights)
shapeshifter reader + 141
avian/harpy ghost & soap + child naga reader - tws in fic
jungle book au - upcoming
Other
dog au art ! — ghost and soap , graves , price 1 , price 2 , graves 2 ,
König — dog au intro! (old)
i may give him this own section but for now im not rlly focused on him kinda...
a/n; will be making separate master list for when i write for my fandoms :3 this is my first masterlist so please excuse my inexperience...ALSO IM MY ASK R OPEN AND ANON ON PLS
#call of duty#cod#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#captain john price#john price#soap cod#gaz garrick#gaz cod#masterlist#idk what im doing#pls go easy on me#cod masterlist#tin masterlist#tin#blood-grove#idk#idk what else to tag
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gonna try and draw dad!soap soon enough from my little adoption au thing i wrote i have some hcs i wanna get out / also im glad to see ppl r liking the fantasy au
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The Hunt
part 1 -> (searching)
x tws; violence , blood , injuries , gore , slight suggestiveness , sickness. <- more will be added possible depending on the part.
x pairings; soap x male!reader (😲)
x characters; soap , ghost , price , gaz + (others will maybe be added? idk ive never written a whole lot of characters cuz i get confused in my own head)
a/n; i may make art for this series! and i will also possibly making art for my merfolk au.
Alarm bells rung threw out the small town the yells and panicked cries of the townsfolk as the huddle and ran into houses under carts under anything.
You let out a amused chuckle that came out as a growl to everyone else.
You were admittedly showing off a bit more than usual today pushing your self up with another flap of your wings as arrows shot past your head.
Christ John had to get better aim.
You dove letting out a bone shivering roar it was getting boring doing the same exaggerated display but it paid well.
John or Soap as the guild nicknamed him all those years back was your very lovable boyfriend.
To say what you both did was wrong would be true.
If it didnt bring so much coin.
Slaying dragons was a respected craft and admired by many and all, The demand for dragon slayers was high since such a feat was beyond dangerous and mostly ended in death.
Dragons were usually hunted by groups who set up traps of sling shot nets , big crossbow contraptions meant to pierce threw thick hide and scales.
But Soap didn't need of that,
Not when he had you.
Speaking on which you felt something dig into your side as you let out a fake cry of pain as your turned away from the village you couldn't hear anything they were saying from up here but you could imagine Soap's heroic rant as he chased after you away from the village a few more arrows stuck too you as you decided to close your act for today.
A final dramatic cry as you dived down intentionally losing control as you crashed into the ground.
"Hey?"
A few taps to your face.
"Heyy wake up bonny boy"
You grumbled huffing.
"C'monn- You need to get up so I can pull the arrows off ya daft-"
You peered a eye open to him shifting as you got up shaking off a few branches and leaves from your head.
"Ye wanna know what name they gave ye today?"
You grunted as you got up shaking off any remaining stray debris before laying back down as Soap went to work with tugging off the arrows from you they never pierced your flesh magical properly imbued inside of them made them stick painlessly to the target more like tracking tag than real damage arrow.
"White Death, Ah think that's cooler than yer lest name na? whit wis it again.." Soap pulled off another arrow storing it back into his quiver.
White Death certain was a better name than your pervious infamous nicknames.
"Ah I remember was it Snow Scales or Ice Lizard-" Soap grinned as your growled looking away embarrassed.
Soap chuckled.
"I got 300 coin from you today- We could head somewhere nice grab some pastries from that Village a bit west I know ye loved there cinnamon rolls."
The suggestion had you perked up at the mention of the sweet which Soap grinned at.
"We should get all washit up na? Ye juist haed tae land in the mud—"
You flicked your tail at him sending him off balance and falling back into the ground as well as yo letting a raspy soundalike laugh.
Pushing your claw against the amulet that sat tight around your neck it glowed for a moment before you started to shift and change shrinking as Johnny complained about getting his satchel and clothes dirty.
Once it stopped glowing you were human size albeit a bit taller than Soap, You still had some draconic features your eyes still dilated into slits under the sun, Scales around you arms and back that were easily hid with clothes and gloves, and horns that were luckily short enough to be hid with hair or hoods.
You walked over to him holding out a helping hand only to be yanked down onto the ground by him.
"Payback-" Soap flicked your forehead as you huffed.
"Whatever you're not the one that takes the daring crashes and falls in out little acts-"
Soap just rolled his eyes. "I never said 'Oh and at the very end make sure to get covered in mud!'."
You huffed flicking his shoulder as he grinned as he retold his fake little heroic story he told to each village rambling on about these couple of cats he saw as you just listened fondly.
You visited villages with him sure when you were in your human form but it just always made you feel antsy the odd stares you'd get were enough to make you visits to cities, towns, and villages very sparse.
Soap had noticed of course the observant caring bastard that he is and wouldn't stand for it of course not forcing you but you both went out for little walks, for supplies, and for getting you and him clothes and gear.
That's what you loved about him, He brought you out of your shell his voice and mannerism really just made a part of you melt.
To think when you both met when he was going to kill you.
a/n; not very confidence in this but i wanna commit to it </3 my nerves r all over the place makes it hard to write.
#male reader#soap x male reader#john soap mactavish x reader#john soap mactavish#soap cod#gaz garrick#gaz cod#ghost cod#simon riley#simon ghost riley#captain john price#john price#reader#call of duty#cod#medieval au#fantasy au#knight au
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OOPS IGNORE THAT ERRRMM if nobody saw that good-
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things..are going to happen soon enough :3 another character x reader (romantic) coming up!🗡️ also more merfolk au as well !
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tws; blood, death, body horror , injuries, gore + bones, canniblism, unhealthy coping mechanisms??, no use of y/n, soap focused, this is like so much more horror ish that the first i think pls be safe
a/n: another thing for shapeshifter reader but child :3 had this scenario in my head this is completely different sort of scenario than from the first shapeshifter
Shapeshifter!Reader but everything that went down that first night went even worse two corpses lay on the floor you didn't mean for it to happen it was the Monster to young to comprehend what you'd fully just done wiping the blood off you as you clawed at your mouth trying to get rid the disgusting taste of iron in your mouth.
But it's been a year since then, A year since you've taste the flesh of another person, A year since you sunk your yellowed teeth into someone's face ripping apart any semblance of identity, And a year since you've been in containment you were found quiet easily after the Police were called to your home that faithful night you were sent a rehabilitation facility then to another one and another.
Switched from place to place because they could tell something was wrong with you but finding out what was hard since every test came back human you had no pointed ears, fangs, or tail.
Another year past and the facility had long shut down a month or two now but you still lived stuck in this room Shapeshifters can be killed of course at a age of what 10? 11? You didn't have many forms and you were still so confused to how your powers exactly worked you never shifted at all despite the itch that had been boiling over.
You had roommates of course in the room to keep yourself social.
They were also stuck when the facility went into lockdown mode abandoning its lower value patients.
You were the only one left in the room now.
The room smelt horrible.
You were horrible.
You didn't want to be.
Licking the flesh from there bones kept off starvation.
The illusion of there still breathing body as you ate at them chewing and crunching till there flesh was no more alone but apart of you.
They had kept you alive when there heart was still beating you couldn't remember what they were.
You forced yourself to forget the taste of your flesh fearing you'd dig in for more.
But you did.
Your a parasite.
"Someone's going to get us.."
"I'm sure."
You shifted as you caressed there skull gently idly picking at the last few remaining strands of hair.
You woke to noises the next day everything still all the same the opening of doors and footsteps a new sense of hope running threw you.
A tail unknowingly sprouted out wagging quickly as you clutched the skull tightly as you got us on shaky legs stepping over rotted pieces of the body you couldn't eat and over to the door stepping up on the tip of your toes to try and see out of the window in the door.
Flinching back one a large shadow over casted the door blocking your view.
Your tail wagging in excitement as you walked back from the door to the spot in the middle of the room you'd become accustom too silently wondering if you should move there bones into there spot next to you but the doors code was unlocked before you could.
A man now stared down at you seemingly shocked at either your appearance, the fact your alive, and or the skull in your hands.
Or all of the above.
Fucking hell.
Fucking hell.
This retcon mission was not at all what he expected.
Sure he expected the usually gathering intel, looking for not trashed files or papers, And or looking for new leads.
It always gave Soap the creeps when they went on missions like these in only a couple of months this facility looked like a shit hole.
Cracked tile, Bugs, old rusting equipment.
The mere thought of people being kept here before the places decay still disgusted him.
So it caught him off guard when he picked up scent unfamiliar but he chose to trust his nose radioing in he'd be moving to the east side.
He reached the holding cells even with the locked doors along the hallway he could smell the decay nearly overwhelming his senses.
With one of the keycards he opened a few of the doors at the rare chance of life.
He was foolish to think this of course, How could anything still be alive after been trapped for months.
Yet here he is staring down a very scraggly, dirty, bloodied kid.
Holding a skull.
A Skull?
He quickly pulled himself out of his thoughts as he shifting in place sliding his weapon back into his holster crouching down.
"Hey there—"
He fully expected you to be timid, nervous, and or scared about the random man unlocking your room that was eventually going to be your grave.
He didn't expected for you to barrel into him skull still in hand hugging his arm.
Now he was downright confused.
"It's uh..It's okay- Hey.."
"I-I know they didn't forget us!-"
You started on rambling about something Soap couldn't comprehend fast enough.
"Hey hey-"
You looked up at him with tired eyes still full of life.
"..I'm gonna get you outta here alright..? Me and my friends didn't expect to find anyone..Are you hurt?"
He gave you a look over lucky he had decent enough vision in the dark no serious wounds maybe just a few cuts that had luckily scabbed over already.
"Are you taking me home..?"
"..I don't know yet..But we'll get you warm and nice and clean how about that..?"
"I don't like baths.."
"Well ya' need one- Its gonna help you feel better.."
You huffed stomping your foot which amused him but you really did need a bath he could barely make out your skin color under all the grime, blood , and dirt.
"Mm..Can ye' walk?"
You nodded as you went back into the room for a moment starting to picking up bones off a corpse he failed to noticed was there.
"Wait wait- Don't touch those."
"Why?"
"Because you'll get sick touching..stuff like that."
"But how else are they supposed to come!"
He grimaced for a bit shifting on his feet as his tail flicked.
"I..Look that was your friend yeah?"
"Mhm!"
"How about..You leave them there..And I'll send some more of my friends to come get them.."
You mulled over the choice for a while looking down to the skull in your hands tracing over a crack before deciding to leave rest of the body tucking it in like a doll before heading back over to the man still holding onto the skull how else re they supposed to see the outside?.
"Whats your name?"
"John..But my friends call me Soap."
"That's a silly name!"
"Hmph..Alright what's your name?"
"[Name]"
"Now that's a silly name-"
"Nuh uh!"
He chuckled as you huffed.
But he quickly regained his composure, He radioed in his little discovery afterwards gently ask you if he could pick you up which you allowed you were scarily light for your age.
He sighed his tail slowly swaying quietly listening as you rambled on about something.
You eventually went still after a few telling yawns, He guessed you must be horrible sleep deprived being next to a corpse couldn't have gave you good rest.
So he just kept quiet as he could still saying vigilant as he updated his position every so often as you slept.
a/n; honestly im feeling so bad at so sorry it started to downgrade at the end i couldn't think clear it starts to fall off so bad cuz head empty </3 might post some old thoughts abt how my ver of shapeshifters work....
#cod#reader#john soap mactavish#task force 141 implied#soap cod#child reader#gn reader#no use of y/n#gender neutral reader#i feel sick#i tired#sobbing#platonic
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