Okay I love yall but if you could point me in the direction of the part of the fandom that has actually played the modern warfare games and still finds Price so fucking hot 👀👀 Like yalls fannon interpretation is so far off and I love the vibe but that is not the extremely morally grey man I fell in love with thank you lol
Like I also read and write fics and I love all of your "author has not played Call of Duty" tags. (I think they're funny as hell) But yeah, we can tell 😅 I am but a gay man with simple needs, and that need is cannon Captian John Price lmaoo
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Writing Game 1.2: Disappointment
Prompt: Disappointment
Pairing: Geralt/Link
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So, this Link is sort of an amalgam of all of them, though most closely linked (pun not intended) to the Breath of the Wild or Twilight Princess ones.
Geralt knows, deep in his soul, he can never let Dandelion know what he's thinking at this moment. Knows the bard would be oh-so-giddy to know that Geralt finds himself perplexed and uncertain at times when his companion remains so silent.
"Oh, looks like the shoe's finally on the other foot, eh, Wolf?" he'd say, perhaps. Or worse, he'd compose a ballad on how the quiet, stoic witcher met his match in the silence provided by the young swordsman he traveled with.
Link sits, staring into space with more than just his usual silence permeating the air between them. If it were normal silence, Geralt could easily tolerate it, but the lad was... if he weren't so stoic, Geralt would have thought he was distraught. Something in him had a kindred spirit in the Hero, though he was just a wanderer who stumbled into Hyrule, into a legend not his own. Geralt knew what it was like to be entangled in the games of Destiny, and he resolved then that the lad would not be alone in her grasp.
"Another one of those damn temples cleared. A good sign of progress." he began neutrally. It was still so awkward to be on this side of the silence. Geralt was beginning to feel some sense of sympathy for Dandelion. "And yet you seem... unsatisfied."
Link turned his head to look at him and sighed softly.
"You thought you'd find her there." Geralt states. It's not in his nature to dance around the point. "Your princess."
A nod. Geralt wonders if his own eyes can convey such a feeling of being lost. Wonders if he's ever mirrored the lad's unspoken need for a companion, a friend.
"I've had my share of lost people. And that... that ache of missing them. Every corner you turn a fresh disappointment. A reminder that you're still... incomplete."
Link's eyebrows furrow, but he's turned fully to face Geralt across the campfire, across the pot that the witcher still isn't sure how Link managed to make a wonderful meal from (Geralt has eaten better on the road with the Hero of Courage than ever before and he isn't sure how to feel about that).
"But... I still found 'em. In the end. What I'm trying to say is that while it hurts like hell, while you can feel the separation and distance in the hollows of your bones... it doesn't mean you're a failure." Geralt's hands move as he speaks, as if trying to help impel the words and impress them on his companion's heart. "I'm not... good with words. I know it all sounds like the shit anyone would say to try and make you feel better..."
Link chuckles a little at that. Geralt forestalls the tide of words and lets out a soft chuckle of his own.
"We'll find her. And we'll make them pay for it."
The smile becomes a grin - a little violent, but at least the gloom was dispelled. Geralt nods, pleased.
Link's smile softens, and then turns to a curious look. "Your... lost ones. You found them?"
"Yeah." Geralt cracks his neck, stretching. "Dandelion tells the story better. My Child Surprise. My... daughter."
"Surprise?" Link raises his eyebrow, lips quirking in amusement.
"Oh, great, now I have to explain the Law of Surprise..."
The night passed in story - though gruff, Geralt was not a poor storyteller by any means, and finally there was an audience that could relate with him. And Geralt chased the lad's disappointment and heartsickness away with his own stories, sure that one day their goal would be within reach.
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So about the job thing I know about Buck be sad if he isn't a firefighter and in his coma dream he is a teacher though we didn't see he seems loved by his kids but how about a detective? He seems to enjoy that, detective work, like when maddie is in trouble, when sue was hit, when that woman was killed, checking on the raccoon, what are your thoughts on this?
See here’s the thing though. I feel like that job requires a level of suspicion that’s kind of foreign to Buck. His natural default is to see the good in people. I think he’d like the idea of it but in practicality it’d be really difficult for him. He’d be the beloved small town baker that teams up with the actual new in town detective who sees the world through jaded glasses and doesn’t understand how this hunky baker keeps showing up to his crime scenes.
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