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I always hated coming to Claremont, the rules they give you when signing in
"it's not our fault if a patient acts out once you sign this paperwork, but nothing sharp, or weapons can be on you".
It's pitiful really, but this is the home of Martin Whitly, Malcolm's father. He was instated in this facility after being caught.
I promised Malcolm I'd come with him to visit his father for a case. There's a copycat killer on the loose mimicking The Surgeon's work Martin once did 20 years ago.
Malcolm hates his father, he's the reason Malcolm has all these issues. PTSD, anxiety, night terrors, etc.
The sound of heels echoed through the halls of Claremont as I followed Malcolm, his hand tremors were worse when we were around Martin.
Once inside the personal cell Martin has, Martin looked shocked to see his son but when his eyes landed on me it was the natural hate we always had between one another.
Martin always believed I was the reason for Malcolm's joining Quantico ten years ago, little did the asshole know.
"Malcolm, my boy." Martin smiles at his son. He looked so much older than ten years ago, Martin has salt and pepper hair. "I see you brought the past with you." His eyes looked at me.
Malcolm's hand clenched into a fist when Martin made the jab at me. "Awe how I always loved seeing you, Martin." I retorted back, the sarcasm on my lips.
Martin was handcuffed up along with an industrial rope keeping him behind the red line we weren't allowed to cross.
"don't you two start." Malcolm looks between me and his father. "I'm here on a case, copycat killer." Martin's eyes slightly widened but his eyebrow twitched. "Is that so? Do tell."
As I watched the two, Malcolm grew more and more agitated as Martin dangled the information on a hook. The suspect was doing what Martin did 20 years ago, but I grew up with Whitly's, especially Malcolm he's been my best friend for ten years.
That was until...
My focus snapped when Malcom was flipping through old journals of Martin's. There was a page missing. "It had to be a patient."
Malcolm handed me half the files of Martin's patients. I shifted through them as fast as Malcolm was skimming.
Fate was a funny thing, Malcolm being a profiler because of his father and I became the same thing because of Malcolm but I never knew that until he came back home after ten years.
But it was like our minds were in sync. "It had to be a heart attack." I mutter pulling the file out of Malcolm's hand flipping through.
Martin looked intrigued between the both of us. "Almost like you both share the same brain." I stopped when a file matches our suspect. "This one."
Malcolm takes it when I hand it to him and he almost looked proud I was fast as he was. "Thanks." As that was said Malcolm turns first to leave as I was to follow, but Martin's voice stops me in my tracks.
"that was almost an adrenaline rush, but I still won't forgive you for taking him away from me."
I turned around stepping up slowly to the red line, it was like we were almost nose to nose but not quite.
"tess-." Malcolm calls behind me but I didn't turn around.
"you wanna blame me? Go for it, but him leaving for ten years was a godsend." I let out a bitter chuckle. "Yeah, it may have hurt me but I'd rather have that hurt a thousand times over just so I can stand here and see you panicked over your son never wanting to see you, you wanna know why?." I ask.
"because that means you're finally away from him and all the nightmares you bring him and guess what? It'll be me that cleans up the mess and looks like the damn hero while you're locked in a cage like a bird."
A Dr story from my Prodigal Son Dr, enjoy 😗✌🏻
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Ghost is 100% one of those people to tell stupid lies that he states like facts just to look whoever he told in the face after they asked “really?” and go “no.” straight faced, no matter where they are or what they’re doing. He does it to Soap so much he’s stopped believing any fact from the man.
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This guy just needs a good, healthy night's sleep
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Soap: *stares at Lexi intently*
Lexi: *eating her sandwich*
Soap: *still staring*
Lexi: *sees Soap staring* “if you want one, you can just ask”
Soap: *nods his head* “please”
Lexi: “i’m not your mother so this is the only time”
😂another DR memory hahaha
#desired reality#shifting blog#reality shifting#shifting motivation#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#shiftblr#shifters#memories#best friend
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am i the drama?✌🏻😗
*Lexi slams down a bundle of envelopes on König's desk*
König: do I dare ask?
Lexi: 730 days, 730 days Tesla wrote to you and made me promise to never give you these
König: what..
Lexi: so don't ever tell her she didn't care about you because she does, more than you ever did for her
I love Dr scenarios and memories 🫡
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*Lexi fixing up Tesla up after a shoot out*
Tesla: “Are you really a medic or just the Barracks Bunny who needed a reason to stay?”
Lexi: *stops wrapping her injury & stares at her*
Soap in the background: “oh fckin shite”
Lexi: ���Are you really an assassin or just looking for daddy’s attention so he actually loves you?”
Soap: *chuckles*
HAHA in a DR memory when we first hated each other :) hope yall enjoy
#desired reality#ghost cod#shifting motivation#shiftblr#shifting blog#reality shifting#shifters#memories#call of duty#john soap mactavish
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David: I think I'm going to ask Tesla out, you know with her being new I think she's really pretty and want to get to know her.
*Ghost looks at Lexi*
Lexi: I'd stop while you're ahead, David
David: why?.
Lexi: because she's Colonel König girl, I wouldn't even try buddy
Am I posting more about my Dr? Yes, and it's this make me scream? ALSO YES
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how i think your camera roll would look like if you were in a relationship with simon riley
he's so babygirl :3
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Call Of Duty DR 🪖
Here's another Dr memory from my Call Of Duty DR,
Enjoy :)
It was early morning and I could see my breath from the cold winter weather. König and I stopped in an abandoned cabin for shelter after getting split from the team because of Darren and his men.
Being America's most wanted and also being on the top of Darren's hit list wasn't ideal these days. He's the rest König is cut off from his team and also his team being cut off from the base they report to.
But I got to have a moment of clarity last night with König, we haven't seen eye to eye because of what I do and done, but let's just say with the cold weather and not being able to have a fire we kept each other warm.
For once I felt human and not just a criminal that's wanted by the government. Someone looked at me like they weren't ashamed to know me, even after sleeping with me.
I watched König pull out the cuffs I had on last night, it's precautionary for me being prisoner to the Task Force. He looked so serious.
"come on, you know the drill." König's accent came to my ears, but before I let him handcuff me. A smirk appeared on my lips, I crouched down balling up the snow in my hands and throwing it.
König looked taken back when it hit him in the arm. I laughed when those piercing blue eyes looked at me. I expected him to snap at me to stop playing around but I see that smirk appear on his lips as he crouched down to make a snow ball in retaliation.
"oh no no!." I squeal with laughter trying to take cover but his snowball hits my back. "It's on now, kleines Mädchen." König laughs.
I giggle making another one quickly and it was a snowball fight between us. Our laughter and the sound of our boots in the fresh snow filled the air of running around and hiding while throwing snow balls at each other.
I was hiding behind a tree peaking around to get him but strong arms wrapped around my waist picking me up off the ground making me laugh in surprise. "Hey, hey! No fair!."
König tackled his into the snow as he was on top of me pinning my wrists by head. I looked up to the big man hovering over me, it was refreshing to see him without the mask, to see the man underneath the scary black mask that you only see his blue eyes.
"I got you now." König chuckles leaning in and capturing his lips with mine, it was soft and gentle. I kissed him back until the radio that was once wasn't working finally got signal.
"König, do you copy?." Price's voice came through the receiver end. I see könig's face change to the cold one I know too well...the moment was over.
He leaned back onto his knees answering Price and giving him a location as he snaps the metal cuffs around my wrists and pulling me to his feet.
As an assassin, I'm not supposed to feel emotions but König has gotten underneath my skin.
Thank you for reading, if you want to read my other Dr memory for this I'll link it below.
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Call Of Duty Dr
This is a Dr memory from my Call Of Duty Dr
Enjoy:)
Lights flashed in my face from reporters and press like the goddamn president showed up.
In reality that isn't what happened, I got caught in what I do. Hi, I am Tesla Knight and I'm known as The Reaper. My father is Evan Knight, Mafia leader of the Knights of Destruction, you may know him as The Prosecutor.
How did I end up on the Task Force's radar? Well that's because I'm America's most wanted. I'm an assassin and a hacker, I kill people if I'm given a contract and I sell government secrets on the dark web.
I know I am not a good person, I know I am not getting into heaven for what I have done, but I wanted to do right.
After being extracted by the Task Force and meeting Captain Price, he offered me a deal. It was either going to jail for what I have done or give up my father and his legacy also his operation.
Well like I said I am not a good person, of course I was going to make the man who made who I was burn for making me this way, so why not go out with a banger and tell the press who Evan Knight is and his daughter on live national television.
But my story doesn't start here in a room with handcuffs on and in front of people flashing cameras and reporters trying to yell over each other to get a question in.
My story starts with Darren Torres, my father's right hand man and my childhood friend. I was given a contract by my father himself to kill Darren's little brother, Ryan. He crossed my dad by stealing and he paid the consequence.
I guess that's the down side of being in the Mafia, there's no slaps on the wrists or second chances.
Ever since I killed Riley I've been on Darren's hit list, but I got saved by getting on the military's radar.
"alright! Quiet the fuck down." General Lieutenant Shepherd yelled at the reporters.
I chuckled to myself when everyone sat, once they did I saw the team that saved me in the back of the room, Lexi Bennett, Simon "Ghost" Riley, John Price, John MacTavish, and Alexander "König" Kilgore.
You know I was going to go through with going to jail for my father I know I said I would let him burn earlier but somebody changed my mind. They told me I should use my gifts for good, use it to save people.
But that same person told me that I was a killer and cheap, my eyes found his blue ones underneath the black mask that only showed his eyes.
So that's why I'm up here in front of people about to tell my story of how I'm mafia royalty to the renowned Evan Knight and why I did what I did.
So this is what's going to happen I'm going to tell my story, get my dad put away, and go into witness protection until legal things go away or at least get figured out.
You know when I met the task force I didn't think I would make friends let alone meet a guy that could look past what I did but at the same time use it against me, I'll admit it I did fall for him, Colonel König.
But out of my pettiness and stubbornness I'm going to do what I need to do to look out for myself.
"you first." General Lieutenant Shepherd points to the woman who asked a question first before the press bombarded their way in. "What made you want to give up your father? If it wasn't for this lifestyle what did you want to be when you grew up?."
Both very valid questions I thought to myself, but I really thought about them myself.
"I want to be different." I answered .
Thank you for reading 😊
Please be nice when commenting 😗✌🏻
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OKAY SO QUITE LITERALLY
i’m pretty sure i shifted to my call of duty dr for a few seconds! i woke up really early this morning & was up for about another 15-20 min scrolling through tiktok for edits, looking at pinterest and stuff then went back to sleep then i woke up again and was discombobulated lol but went back to sleep or i thought i did and (keep in mind i wake up in the barracks in my room in this dr) suddenly i here this banging on my door and it happened like BAM BAM BAM BAM like someone was trying to wake me up ya know? well it scared the shit out of me LMAO and i then shot up in my bed and went out to the front door cuz i thought it was ya know here and there was no one and there was no sign anyone was ever at my door and the cats were sleeping and they are basically guard dogs so if someone was knocking at the door they would’ve been up and at the door or at least crying. and i felt crazy cuz i heard it crystal clear like someone was pounding on a metal door or like just not a door made of wood(that sounds stupid) lol
so after talking to one of my best friends who also has a call of duty dr, she was like dude you had to have shifted. and the more i think about it the more i’m convinced so yeah! :)
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my ABSOLUTE favorite thing is when i’m telling my best friend about my ACOTAR DR and who she is in my DR, then she starts getting super invested even tho she’s never read the series 🤭 and then we just end up spamming each other with reels on insta of “oh this is so you and cass” or “rhys would say this to you”
shifting motivation at its ✨FINEST✨
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