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Just a little something for @deadbranch 's 100 word fic challenge 🩷
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It really should be a thing you're used to by now – the way he always seems to sneak up on you. Instead, the glass you were holding crashes to the kitchen floor and shatters the moment he startles you.
You both crouch down to pick up the larger pieces, but he quickly puts a hand over yours.
Taking the hint, you get up to retrieve the broom and dustpan. “Explain to me again how you're so big yet so quiet?”
“Years of practice.”
You roll your eyes, teasing him. “Years of being weird, Simon.”
“Oh yeah,” he chuckles, “that too.”
#simon ghost riley#simon riley x reader#100 word fic challenge#i just feel like he would accidentally scare me all the time#simon: 🧍♂️h--#me: 😱😨😵 omg don't do that i almost died
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@deadbranch how about some gym rat soap for the 100-word fic challenge.
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The savory scent of tomatoes and basil wafted through the air as you casually put together yet another lavish dinner. The sound of the lock on the front door pulling your eyes away from the onion as you quickly glance at him barging in through the entry.
"Dinner will be ready in about an hour." You call, returning to the task at hand.
The loud thud of Soap's gym bag is the only audible response you receive.
Your eyes roll to take him in once more, and you freeze mid slice.
You know that look.
"Johnny, no." Droping the knife, you back away from the counter with a growing coil of excitement churning in your belly.
"Dinner can wait, bonnie. I need my protein snack." He growled, slowly stalking towards you with a dark and hungry glint in his eyes.
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#soap squad™️#gym rat soap#hes such a menace#i love him#deadbranch#100 word fic challenge#true drabble challenge#johnny soap mactavish#cod fanfic#call of duty
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For the 100 word challenge! Hosted by @deadbranch
“Simon.” You cupped his cheeks in your hands, smiling at the way he leaned into you, like a great affectionate cat. “I love you, but you need to rest.”
“‘M fine,” he grumbled, stubborn man that he was, hands settling at your waist.
“Please?” You stroked your thumbs over his cheekbones softly.
Which is how you ended up sitting on the couch, Simon’s head pillowed in your lap, a movie playing softly in the background.
It was the perfect way to spend the evening. Simon's head in your lap, eyes slowly closing as your fingers helped soothe him to sleep.
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Call-sign: Kilo
@deadbranch 100 word fic challenge.
Riley was a massive German Shepherd, a slight anomaly to the breed, he was loyal and had a good sense of character. He adores and engulfs you in his fur when he bunks with you.
How ironic is it that the one person on base that he loves to be trained by is Ghost, aka, Lieutenant Riley. He is more aloof than your dog, he engulfs you in stature, especially when he’s teaching you to snipe. He calls you ‘Kilo’ and it sticks.
Maybe you’re his to handle, putting the ‘K’ from K-9 in Kilo. Strangely, it's endearing. For Ghost.
#100 word fic challenge#call of duty#cod mwii#simon ghost riley#call of duty modern warfare#cod ghost#cod x reader#simon riley x reader#cod mw2#cod fanfiction#simon ghost riley x reader#simon ghost x reader#simon riley x you#simon ghost riley x you#simon riley#ghost cod#lieutenant ghost
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For @deadbranch 100 word drabble challenge.
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Warnings: Angst, No Comfort, Implied Death
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He blames himself for this, you were never meant to be in harms way, yet somehow they found you.
"It's bad, isn't it?"
"Just a graze-"
"Is it bad?"
"No, no, you're fine..."
It's not in a place you can see but you can tell from his body language, the usual composure of the man you love shaken entirely... You just know he's lying.
"Please, don't lie to me... Is it bad?"
"It's... Not good. I swear, I'm gonna fix this. You'll be alright, Dandelion."
He needs to believe that. Even as he watches your eyes go dull.
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[Kyle Isn't Good At Lying To You]
#kyle garrick angst#kyle garrick drabble#kyle garrick x reader#kyle garrick x gn!reader#gaz drabble#gaz x reader#kyle 'gaz' garrick#vee's cod works#100 word fic challenge#100-word fic challenge#mdni
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Running in to Price (For @deadbranch 100 word challenge.)
The first time you run into John Price, you nearly get a black eye. He’s holding the door open for you when you trip. Instinctively reaching out, he narrowly misses connecting with your rapidly falling head.
You land heavily on your hands and knees, ending up on all fours before him. It would be funny if he wasn’t so concerned, leaning over to help you up with a palm under your elbow.
“Jesus, love, y’alright?”
“Living the dream.” You retort immediately.
Maybe don’t be a sarcastic shit to the handsome man. You’re begging your brain to reconnect with your mouth, immediately.
#100 word fic challenge#100 words#I cheated it's 101#john price#john price cod#cod#john price x reader#cod price#I have the emotional capacity of a salmon right now and sarcasm is all I got going for me.
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texas 🤠
The first of what will probably be many submissions to @deadbranch's 100-Word Fic Challenge. Based off of my own shitpost.
The weather's sweltering, but it doesn't deter the crowd at the doors. You let out a low whistle and hop out of your truck.
Price starts cautiously. "Y'know, when you said we were goin' to your favorite restaurant stateside, I thought…"
"Thought what?" You ask, dipping your head to the family in line before you.
"It'd be somewhere local." Gaz finishes, cringing in surprise. He's not alone. Soap's mouth is catching flies.
You scoff, hands on your hips. "Oh, I'm sorry. Didn't realize y'all were above unlimited rolls."
"That's not–"
"C'mon, y'all clearly need a Texas-sized yeehaw. You're actin' ugly."
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Keegan makes an attempt at cooking
And another for @deadbranch 100 word fic challenge!
Keegan didn’t know what to do. He planned on making you a nice dinner for date night, even going as far as being on the phone with his mom as he was preparing the meal so he’d get it right. “Don’t worry sweetie, I’m sure she’ll love it.” “I really hope so mom.” Now as he airs out the house of smoke, attempting to calm his racing heart. He turns quickly as he hears the door open. “Keegan? Baby why is the house so smokey?” You round the corner and find him holding the burnt meal. “Uh… I love you?”
#~Harley finally writes something🫣#call of duty#cod keegan#keegan p russ#keegan russ x reader#cod ghost#call of duty ghosts#100 word fic challenge
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@deadbranch's 100-Word Fic Challenge
another one because I've realized these little challenges are great for getting myself in the mood to write
When a prank idea strikes, MacTavish is usually game. Today, however, even your puppy eyes and sheepish smile don't convince Soap immediately.
"Pink isn’t his color."
Your words drip with sarcasm, as you scoff, rolling your eyes, "He'll love it."
Soap’s protests only cease after you drag him to the laundry room.
You spend hours dyeing all of Ghost's skull masks and gloves pink. But the prank backfires when Riley shows up for the next mission sporting the pink set, handing you and MacTavish matching masks.
Price isn't happy.
Especially when Gaz questions his lack of a matching pink mask.
#i imagine that price forces you to take the pink masks off#but later that night - to your fucking surprise - ghost knock on your door#he wants your help with dyeing two more masks “I want all the colours to match”#when price and gaz are given them--captain refuses to wear it#but somehow you manage to convice him to do it and even force the four guys to take a picture with you#none of you wear those silly pink masks to a mission#but price does end up putting the picture you took up in his office (you printed and gifted it to him)#cod#task force 141#tf 141 x reader#call of duty#100 word fic challenge
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Adding another little 100 word drabble for @deadbranch challenge because I have been inspired today.
You hummed in satisfaction, still catching your breath. Above you, John was no better, eyes still half-closed with the remnants of pleasure.
He shifted his weight, preparing to move, and you tightened your legs around him in silent warning. One eyebrow slowly rose as he looked down at you.
"I want to feel you," was all you offered, lifting one hand to scratch through his facial hair.
John hummed, accepting that, and stayed pressed against you, lowering his weight against you slowly, until you sighed in a different kind of pleasure.
"I'll stay as long as you want, love."
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@deadbranch 100-word fic challenge.
Threading the silken fabric through the loop, you complimented your technique as it hung perfectly around his neck with not a single wrinkle in the knot.
"Thanks, bonnie."
"Always."
Feeling him lean in, your brows furrowed with an inquisitive smile as he breathed in your scent.
"Tha's my bodywash."
"Mhmm."
"Thought you were Mason's tonight?"
"Change of plans."
You pull away slowly, holding him with a piercing stare as you fix the hem of your dress.
"He's not gonnae like tha'."
"He'll live."
Turning on your heels, you make way for the door with Soap trailing close behind.
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What's this? A Soap x Mason AU? Blasphemy. @efingart 😈
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#soap squad™️#johnny soap mactavish#alex mason#call of duty#modern warfare#black ops#deadbranch#100 word fic challenge#true drabble#cod fanfic
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@deadbranch
Underneath the shade of the old oak tree, Rose knelt beside Johnny's grave, tracing the engraved letters. Tears in her eyes as she spoke, “Sometimes I wake up in the morning, and I call your phone. Just wanted to talk to my husband, my Johnny, you, but it would just ring and ring."
A familiar voice broke the silence. "Are you okay?" It was Gaz, one of Johnny's close friends.
She forced a smile, nodding. They meant well, but each visit felt like reopening a wound. Alone again, she whispered to the wind, "I wish I could have said goodbye.”
100-word fic this was kinda hard.
Also, I'm not the biggest fan of Soap, and I can see that I don't write for him often, so imma try to do challenges for him, Farah, and Alex
#call of duty#call of duty mw2#cod#cod mw2#john soap mactavish#soap call of duty#soap mw2#soap cod#soap x reader#100 words#100#100 word fic challenge
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fighting dirty
For @deadbranch ‘s 100-Word Fic Challenge.
When the lights flick on, you nearly jump out of your skin. John leans in the doorway, arms crossed, shirtless, with his sweatpants slung lower than usual.
He's playing dirty.
"Thought you said you'd stay at Sam's for the night." He drawls.
"I said I'd be home late," You didn't. He's right. You're stubborn.
"Mm. Seems like you're ready for round two."
He faces conflict so calmly. It's infuriating. It's not fair. You always feel like you're overreacting.
"I'm not rehashing the argument, John–"
He steps closer. "Not what I'm suggesting. Think we ought to skip ahead to making up."
#john price#john price x reader#john price x gn!reader#100 word fic challenge#100-word fic challenge
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