《Call of Duty 》 Top Gun /- Maverick
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John who has memory loss after he was shot in the head but was still medically cleared to go back to work. While recovering, he stayed home with his family, with everyone always coming by to see him so he could re-familiarize himself with everyone. Then, when he came back to Britain, everyone took turns staying with him at his flat, but due to medical requests and requests from each of their own therapists, they weren’t allowed to tell John too much or answer a lot of questions. They couldn’t tell him what he was like before, couldn’t tell him where his journals were because they knew he was trying to rush the process of remembering everyone and his relationship with him (they even changed all their contact names in his phone to just their names, no nicknames or emojis). They couldn’t call each other by their nicknames or callsigns; Soap couldn’t be ‘soap’ or ‘Johnny’; he was just John. Even though he remembers his own name and callsign, he was John for now. Simon was also asked to slowly introduce his mask, they didn’t want there to be any confusion on John’s behalf.
It’s his first week back on base and he spends the day getting familiar with everything again. At night, Kyle walks him to his room because their rooms are closest to each other. He tells him to get him if he needs anything and John nods with a smile. He couldn’t sleep, something just felt wrong when he tried to fall asleep. The room didn’t feel like his bedroom in a way, it didn’t feel like his bed. After a few hours he finds Simon room. He hesitated a little before knocking. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?” Simon would asked panicked. John just looks at him, doesn’t know what to say or do, doesn’t know how to describe his feeling. “I know that’s my room, but it’s not MY room, that’s not my bed.” Is all John says. Simon moved over and lets him walk into his room. It’s like muscle memory and instinct took him over as soon as he was in Simon’s room. His body knew where to walk to find the extra blankets and pillows. He knew where to lay on the bed, his body knew where his spot was. Simon could feel himself start to cry, John didn’t have any memory but he remembered where he belonged, where he was comfortable. Simon got back into bed and John body instantly shuffled towards Simon’s and he rested his head on his shoulder. Little peeks of Johnny were starting to show. Johnny was coming back slowly but surely.
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At one point in time, John Price has uttered the words "Christ, that scared the tits off me."
And Simon Riley has immediately grabbed his tit and shook his head, uttering a very serious: "No, it didn't. Still there, still perky."
That day, they learned that John can swing significantly faster than Simon can duck.
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Uuh... Guys.
THIS IS AN EMERGENCY?!?
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Sometimes the rats in my brain come together and start yelling “YEARNING” and in trying to appease them I ask “FOR WHAT” but they are too small so all they can say is “YEARNING” which is a very big word for such a tiny creature, even collectively
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gimli, legolas, boromir, and aragorn in that order
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I can still hear her, dont you hear that she is trying to tell us, that she is still there. She wont hurt me, she knows me, dont worry. See she is still there, she wouldnt hurt--
Zombies shouldn't growl or snarl, they should babble a mixture of incomplete word sounds and whole words or sentence fragments. Every zombie should sound almost but not quite like it's trying to tell you something.
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*closed eyes clenched fists* maintain hope maintain hope maintain hope maintain hope
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figuring out how to get rid of screen addiction is like trying to figure out how to stop a nicotine addiction while also having a job centered around smoking cigarettes and having half your social life be in smoke breaks
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no gardens safe around them
(ty to all my friends who provided their fave flowers- you're all wonderful)
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Soap confessing to Ghost. It's a rushed, unplanned thing. Hurried to get out. And neither of them say anything about it for a long while after it. Until
"I love you too." Finally Ghost speaks into the quiet.
"No." Soap immediately refutes
"No?" Ghost parrots, the barest hint of humor in his voice.
"No. People don't love Soap. He loves too much."
"And Johnny?"
There's no response from Soap. Because there's never been a Johnny before Ghost
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imo we need more well adjusted ghost x completely emotionally unstable soap. like this guy goes on leave and is basically just in a depressive episode the whole time. his apartment is a disaster, he barely leaves the house, because he doesnt know how to function outside of the military.
meanwhile ghost has houseplants that his sweet middle aged neighbor waters for him when he's gone, and sometimes he watches her kids for her when he's on leave so she can go like be a person without them. ghost has friends (none of them are super crazy close, but they hang out when they can) and hobbies (he's fond of birdwatching and gardening when he can). he doesn't wear his mask on leave, because why would he? he's not ghost at home, just simon.
one day he invites soap over. soap freaks, because he's gross, he feels like shit, and he's probably been wearing the same t-shirt for a week. he showers and tries to make himself presentable but he's just... off. simon ends up inviting him to stay at his place for the remainder of leave because he just can't bear to see his friend in this state. blah blah blah they get closer blah blah blah they smooch blah blah simon teaches soap how to be a person instead of a weapon blah blah
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fantasy au of poly141, comm for lovely Phiun <33
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oh no my pornography is turning into an angst-filled character study
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Genuinely just Ghost booking it to exfil with soap over his shoulder while Soap is arguing with him to let him get another shot off. And Ghost telling him he'll get his shot another time. Meanwhile they are getting bullets rained down on them. Soap is shooting back (multitasking), and without being able to reach his own spare magazines while returning fire, he takes Ghost's from his vest to reload.
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