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whateveriwant · 6 months

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Me, choosing to aggressively ignore the events of MW3 so I can continue writing my silly little fanfics about my silly little fictional men:

#cod mw3 #mw3 #mw3 spoilers #call of duty #modern warfare 3 #modern warfare 3 spoilers #john mactavish #john soap mactavish #john mactavish x reader #john soap mactavish x reader #soap x reader

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furiosophie · 6 months

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it's something sinister to love without regard for dear tomorrow

#modern warfare 3 spoilers #mwiii spoilers #soapghost #ghostsoap #ghoap #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #call of duty #mwiii #09 soapghost #listen i just think that while 22 ghost would be fuckin pissed that they're destined to die in every life #09 soap would find so much comfort in the fact that they got to find and love each other again in the next one #despite how it all ends #something something i will chose you every time #something something only two things will ever have me you and death #anyway #close behind and strawberry wine fucked me up good in the last couple of days #soph arts #id in alt text

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sleepyconfusedpotato · 6 months

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💀 New Detail of Ghost's Hands 💀

It's a ⚠️ Major Spoiler Alert ⚠️ though.

Look I know it's the saddest scene from the entire campaign okay, but let me cope by looking at these shots of Ghost's hand okay.

Bro has beautiful fingers and nice knuckles. I think I see a liil bit of rough patches on the joints but it could be me making things up.

That skeleton gloves do their work I guess.

The fact that he's quite literally holding Soap in his hands I'm not okay at all

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw #cod #simon ghost riley #call of duty modern warfare 3 #call of duty modern warfare iii #Call of duty modern warfare 3 spoilers #Call of duty modern warfare iii spoilers #modern warfare 3 spoilers #modern warfare iii spoilers #mw3 spoilers #mwiii spoilers #simon riley

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sinsofsinister · 6 months

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farah karim - kilo actual

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yawnderu · 5 months

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K-9 — Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader | Chapter III

Sick as a dog, and just as vicious.

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You work magic with your hands

Or

The human body is able to withstand extreme damage.

"Medic!" Price's voice boomed across base, heavy footsteps following right after. The door slammed open before you could even get up, Gaz and Simon carrying a bloodied Soap. They set him down on the medical bed and you got up, rushing to them and examining the damage.

It's incredible, really, how the human body can withstand extreme conditions and stay resilient, such as a gunshot that had blood leaking out of Johnny's head like a faucet.

"Out. With me, Simon." You bark out orders and the men obey, Price patting your shoulder twice, the look in his eyes saying much more than words. Fix him.

"Apply pressure on the wound." Simon nods his head, quickly discarding his skull gloves as his bare hands apply pressure on Johnny's chest to limit the blood loss. You felt a weak pulse earlier, yet the sound of the EKG machine as soon as you hook him up served as reassurance. You immediately put on your gloves, not bothering to hook him up to an IV to avoid wasting time. His heartbeat is weak, but he's still here.

Your hands get to work immediately as Simon begins to treat the wound on Johnny's chest, a much simpler injury than the bullet in his head. You bring the light closer to his head, able to make out the familiar glint of the bullet encrusted in his brain.

Twelve hours. That's how long it took to complete surgery on Johnny to remove the bullet in his head and stabilize him. He's a lucky motherfucker; the base of his brain and spinal cord being completely untouched, allowing him to be part of the 10% of people who have survived a headshot.

Your knees give out right after you make sure Johnny is all covered up, exhaustion and stress along with the disappearing adrenaline finally catching up to you. Strong arms wrap around your torso to prevent you from falling— Simon, who refused to leave your office, staying awake those twelve hours in case his help was needed.

"With you, lass." He reminds you, helping you stand up and guiding you to your chair, crouching down to get a better look at you.

"Need a cuppa?" He asked gently, the back of his hand making contact with your forehead to check for your temperature.

"Fucking brits..." You grumble, tired eyes looking down at him, the way his gaze softens and the corners of his mouth tilt up into a small smile, a deep laugh escaping out of his lips for a second.

"Some coffee?" You nod your head, hands going under your glasses to gently rub your eyes as you struggle to stay awake. He gets up, hand on your shoulder squeezing softly to make you look up at him.

"I'll go tell that lot Johnny made it, think you can stay awake until they're here?" His words had hints of teasing despite the concern in his eyes, only turning away once you nodded your head. You got up from the chair, walking over to the medical bed and looking at Johnny's unconscious body. His heart beat was stable, at the very least.

"I miss you, Johnny." Your hand reaches out to hold his, squeezing softly before you bring it to your lips and plant a soft kiss on his knuckles, slowly putting his hand back on his stomach. As annoying as he can be, he feels like a younger brother, someone you'd lay down your own life for with no hesitation, though that secretly goes for the rest of the team.

You take a step back when you hear footsteps approaching, pretending to fix the new IV injected to him.

"Doc." Price greets, walking over to you and looking down at Johhny. Bruised and bloody, but alive.

"Knew I made the right choice with you." His heavy hand pats your shoulder, managing to offer you a smile despite all the stress he was in, not knowing whether or not one of his boys was going to make it.

"I'm honored, Captain." He could hear the appreciation under the layer of sarcasm.

"I don't know when he's going to wake up, but there wasn't any damage on the frontal lobe or top of the brain, so probably not gonna have brain damage either... not that it'd make much of a difference." You drift off, eyebrows furrowing slightly as you think back on the twelve hours that just passed, the deep chuckle escaping the captain turning your attention back to him.

"Good. Go rest, Gaz and I will take turns watching over him." You simply nod, turning away to leave and patting his arm gently as you walk past. A small smirk sets on your lips when you feel the muscle, quickly leaving the office and going to your quarters. You barely manage to remove the bloodstained white coat before you collapse in bed, any thoughts about what happened and the coffee Simon was making for you completely forgotten as you finally drift off to sleep.

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the-shotce-newsletter · 6 months

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Honoring Soap…fuck everything I hate it here.

#john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #kyle gaz garrick #captain john price #ghostsoap #kyle garrick #johnny mactavish #johnny soap mactavish #simon riley #task force 141 #call of duty #modern warfare 3 spoilers #modern warfare 3 #modern warfare #neil ellice #barry sloane #samuel roukin #elliot knight #my screenshots

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babygirl-riley · 6 months

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SPOILERS! IF YOU HAVENT WATCH/PLAY THE CAMPAIGN OF MWIII THAN MOVE ON!

NO SERIOUSLY BYE

LAST TIME FOR NOT SEEING SPOILERS

[keep reading]

After the events of losing a comrade, you watch Simon move around empty

Warnings: PURE FUCKING DEPRESSION, angst, mentions of PTSD, major death character, soft!simon, husband!simon, depressed!simon, nightmares, swearing

“Did some force take you because I didn’t pray?”

A/N: Listen…I literally almost threw up when we saw him die like 😭 I wanted to just lay down and die. This is how I would think Simon would react after knowing and been married to you for a while. 🥲 Also a little hint that Soap had a partner for the Soap readers out there. 🖤

simon x reader guide

simon x reader fluff/angst

You waited as you watched the world fall apart and settle. You knew Simon was out there, in the midst of it. When you got the text “I’m comin’ home.” You were thrilled, you thought everything was fine.

However.

It wasn’t, Simon came home as you waited on the couch. Immediately he stared right at you, you saw how distant he was. How cold. How sad. You stood up and walked to him as his shoulders dropped. You grabbed the side of his face and had him look at you. He didn’t move as his eyes landed on yours.

“What’s wrong.” You whispered trying to find an answer through his eyes.

He is tired. You kept thinking, nothing happened. Everything is fine. He is just tired. Sometimes he comes home like this. No he doesn’t. You corrected. Something was wrong.

Tears brimming on the edge of his painted eyes. You only seen on two fingers that you seen him cry or tears in his eyes. You looked at him concern rubbing his cheek bones on his mask. He inhaled, shakily. “He…Johnny.” He whispered, his voice cracking.

You scanned his eyes, trying to find out why he was talking about Soap like he…No. He can’t be. “Is he hurt?”

Simon looked away grabbing your wrists. He stared at your fingers, looking at the ring he gave you just a couple of weeks before the hell broke. He squeezed your wrists not hard but little tighter. “No…He-He’s…”

“Oh,” You said quietly before he looked up at you then he wrapped his arms around you holding you close. “I’m so sorry baby.”

You heard a soft sob as he squeezed you. You held the back of his head and back, rubbing soft circles. You both stood there for a moment before guiding him to the couch taking his boots off. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t speak, he just let the tears fall. Never have you seen him like this. Usually he would lock himself somewhere until he was ready to just lay with you or cook with you.

This. This however he was in a state of shock? Numbness? The old Simon wouldn’t be like this towards you but now you were just grateful he was. When you took off his boots you stood up, his head still on the ground his shoulders stiff. You gently grabbed his chin, he looked up at you. “Let’s get you in the tub.” You whispered.

“Let’s just go to bed.” He disagreed, standing up and moving around you.

The next couple of months was hell. Either Simon would jolt awake and be covered in sweat to the point he felt the need to shower. Or you would wake up to him mumbling Soap’s name, getting closer to him to feel the heat radiating from his body.

Which made Simon feel worse, waking you up because he couldn’t sleep or even be asleep hurt him more. His pain is causing you pain. Even though you reassured him over and over again that it wasn’t that. He told you that he was going to Scotland to spread his ashes which you didn’t mind.

It was a week before he came home, you didn’t ask how it went because it mostly was hard from him. So you made his favorite food and tea as you both sat at the table. He played with his food, picking at it before sighing and left the room. You made a container that most likely wouldn’t be touched by him. He ate sure but it wasn’t his normal eating habit.

One night the nightmares became worse and it was was the same one. The tunnels connecting as gunfire was heard in the distance. Kyle and him sprinting to help just to see Johnny getting shot. Again and again. Hearing Price yell for him. Hearing HIS voice call his name. Feeling no pulse. See the crimson blood soak the floor. The cry and scream of his partner when him, Gaz, and Price went to bare the news.

This time he wasn’t mumbling his name he screamed. Which snapped you awake immediately, you turned to see Simon shaking his back facing away from you. “Simon,” You said sternly but not in a malicious manner. You placed your hand as he snapped up, making you jump from the sudden movement. He snapped his head to you, eyes wild, tears pricking. He searched your eyes, you tried to quickly change your shock impression before he saw it but it was too late. He got out of bed quickly. “Simon.”

He shut the bedroom door, quietly leaving you there. You waited for a moment before walking out. Noticing he wasn’t home yoh went back to bed. Waiting until he came home. During that you pulled out your phone and text Price.

Simon felt his phone go off, it was Price. He sighed answering. “You are awake.” Price mumbled.

Simon grunted. “Can’ sleep.”

“Me neither,” He sighed through the phone. “Meet me at the base Simon.”

Simon grunted in response turning around to head home. He didn’t go inside but text you to inform you. You just said okay with a heart, that’s what he loves about you never pushed. Never showed how you were irritated or upset that he wouldn’t. You knew eventually he would tell you, slowly it took time.

It wasn’t until the next day Simon came home, you were getting out of the shower when you saw him sitting on the bed. He looked at you his eyes searching his eyes. Simon’s eyes always told the story, for you, you always knew what he truly felt. That is another reason he loved you, he didn’t need to vocally tell you how he feels, you just knew.

You frowned and walked up to him, placing yourself between his legs and wrapped your arms around his head and back. Placing him on your stomach, he large arms engulfing your body closer. “I could’v saved him,” You stayed silent as he sighed. “He was too young. The bastard had so much ahead of him.”

You nodded rubbing his back, you didn’t say anything still. What could you say? Simon said all the things that are true. You inhaled deeply moving your arms to cup your hands on his face. Having him look up at you. “You couldn’t do anything more than you already were.” You whispered, you rubbed his cheekbones up and down.

Simon’s eyes saddened more, he knew you were right. It was the part of him that thought about his friend and his comrade. Someone he eventually cared for. He hummed and nodded once before inhaling deeply. “That’s what Price said. I just…wish there was something more I could’v done.”

You hummed acknowledging his comment, everyone wishes something to have changed. To go back in time for that last second or minute before things go south. It’s unfortunate part of life not being able to go back to reset. Simon sighed. “I just…” His voice cracks, you start tearing up from him about to cry. Simon is known to be the “tough” one, the one that doesn’t show tears for anyone. The vulnerable side of him doesn’t present often basically rarely.

“Walking into base and not hearing the annoyin’ cheerful scott…It just…its hauntin’.” He mumbles looking up at you once more.

You nodded and leaned down to kiss his forehead. Guiding him back to your stomach holding him. A question came to you, knowing that he would never say yes to it. It clawed at you the more you thought about it. You inhaled deeply. “Why not ask Price for a short leave?”

Simon tensed up, making you tense up, subconsciously slapping yourself in the face. Until you felt him relax. “Okay.” He mumbled into you, squeezing you tighter

“Okay.” You whispered, you didn’t know how long you both stayed like that. You didn’t care. All you cared about is that you had to be his light, like he has been for you.

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bravo-seven · 6 months

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"My job is to kill the enemy. Guess what you are?"

MW3 gifs 2/?

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questforgalas · 6 months

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This is extremely normal, tactical, and necessary spacing between a sergeant and his lieutenant

#ghostsoap #modern warfare 3 spoilers #mw3 spoilers #modern warfare iii spoilers #call of duty

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whateveriwant · 6 months

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#i am going to maul someone at activision for this #cod mw3 #mw3 #mw3 spoilers #cod mw2 #mw2 #modern warfare 3 #modern warfare 3 spoilers #simon riley #simon ghost riley #john price #captain price #john mactavish #john soap mactavish #please enjoy this shitty meme i made 💁🏻‍♀️

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mikhailwrites · 5 months

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Metafic, aka MWIII is just a badly written fanfic

Soap barges into the room, all flailing hands and wild gestures. Ghost hadn't seen him this worked up since someone swiped his sketchbook and ripped a page out because they needed some paper. Ghost: Johnny? Soap: I cannae believe those bastards! Ghost: What's going on? Soap stops, sucking in deep breaths to rein in his rage. Soap: Gaz showed me this website. People are scribbling all sorts of shite there, and get this, someone's posted a bloody story where I cark it! Ghost: Oh. Soap: Ye just cannae get it, Ghost! That bawbag made me lose a hand-to-hand with a Russian twink in a bloody suit! A SUIT, GHOST! Ghost nodding calmly: Yes, I see how that'd rile you up more than the thought of you dying.

#call of duty #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #modern warfare iii spoilers #modern warfare 3 spoilers #modern warfare 3 #ghostsoap #soapghost #ghost x soap #ghoap

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sleepyconfusedpotato · 6 months

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Even the fucken IGN gave the campaign a 4/10 LMAOAOAOAO 😭😭

Apparently it's the lowest campaign score ever in the entire CoD series. Yikes 😬

OCM IS NOT IT.

#some people say the campaign gameplay is just 'warzone with cutscenes' i really hate to admit that it's true #i want to laugh and cry at the same time #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw #cod #call of duty modern warfare 3 #call of duty modern warfare iii #call of duty modern warfare 3 spoilers #call of duty modern warfare III spoilers #modern warfare 3 spoilers #modern warfare iii spoilers #mw3 spoilers #mwiii spoilers

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sinsofsinister · 6 months

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task force 141

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yeyinde · 6 months

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mw3 was completely rushed (i mean the cast ate as usual they never miss) but releasing it a year after mw2 was a terrible decision they should have given it more time

You know, I feel this exact way about so many franchises lately it's honestly unreal. I'd rather wait a while for something knowing that it's going to be great than to instantly have something mediocre in my hands as quickly as they can cobble it together.

I will say, though. Price's ass is still something I'd love to sink my teeth into. That was a genuine highlight. And that's really it.

#also #can someone pls explain to me how Graves is still alive?? did we not see him get pan seared in a tank or am i missing a scene here??#also makarov having Ganesha in his backpocket is honestly so stupid #his plot armour is so thick it's basically a wall and i'm so mad about it #COD does not know how to write good villains #because why is Makarov omnipotent??#egregious #cod spoilers #mwiii spoilers #modern warfare 3 spoilers #mw3 spoilers

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the-shotce-newsletter · 6 months

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Look, not only did they kill off my favorite character but it was BRUTAL. I don’t even wanna upload the video or the first few pics of his death. The way Ghost cried out ‘Johnny!’ I can’t even rn. Zombie mode with his new operator skin will keep me interested for maybe a few months, but yeah, no. Fuck you.

#john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #kyle gaz garrick #ghostsoap #johnny soap mactavish #captain john price #johnny mactavish #neil ellice #simon riley #kyle garrick #samuel roukin #barry sloane #elliot knight #call of duty #modern warfare 3 spoilers #modern warfare 3 #modern warfare #my screenshots

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babygirl-riley · 6 months

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Listen I know this is a part where I shouldn’t say this but

why does he look so pretty right here 👀🥲😅

no but seriously i’m crying from how his eyes really tell what he is feeling or not feeling even cause he is numb 😄

#simon ghost riley #call of duty modern warfare #simon riley #simon ‘ghost’ riley #call of duty #mw3 spoilers #call of duty mw3 #cod mw3 spoilers #cod mw3 #ghost mw3 #modern warfare 3 spoilers #call of duty modern warfare 3

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