#I need to play cod again too but my cyberpunk addiction is bad rn

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Hey, i was wondering how your slimav mw2 au was going, if you lost interest no worries!

Omgomgomg i was thinking about this earlier today!!! ill admit i did lose interest for a little bit but i do really wanna do more with it. Ill post what i have of the fic here cause knowing me itll be months before i finish it since i havent worked on it in months and im still working on the character designs i like giving them scars and giving those scars meaning and I wanna make up little backstories for them too

ill post what I have under the cut and if you have any ideas id love to hear them too

this is like the outline I made while playing the mission so I wouldn't forget lmao plus some little details about them

this is all I have of the fic so far:

“Its kinda beautiful isnt it?”

Slider turned away from the view of the snowy, Russian mountains to look at Maverick. They had been sent here to this russian air base to retrieve **idk think of something** and decided to stop for a break just before reaching the base.

“Yeah, but theres a prettier view right next to me.” Slider winked at Mav.

“Oh shut up!” Mav playfully slapped him on the shoulder. “Come on lets get going before another MiG takes off and knocks us off this cliff.”

They both stood up from where they had been crouched down and Mav made his way towards the ice wall they were about to climb. They both had their ice climbing gear attached to their boots and wrists, they were bundled up in white winter gear to blend in with the snow storm that was rapidly approaching. Mav had a M24 sniper rifle and his ACR, both white in colour, strapped to his back along with a pistol and a few knives attached to his thighs. Slider had the same but with a pistol on each thigh and a heartbeat sensor attached to his ACR. They both carried small backpacks, in Sliders he had a few packs of C4 which they planned on using as a distraction if needed, and it would most likely be needed knowing them.

They were an efficient team, they worked together more often than not and got along really well. Thats part of what lead them to their relationship.

Maverick swung his icepick into the ice and jabbed his left foot into the ice.

“Watch my six.” He winked at Slider.

“Yeah im watchin it alright.” Slider said, mostly to himself while staring at Mav’s ass, which still looked amazing even under a layer of snow pants.

Mav laughed and started to climb up the wall, swinging his icepicks into the ice and digging his feet in with every step. He was almost at the top when they heard the roar of a jet engine overhead.

The only way up this part of the mountain was near the runway, they had tried to time it so they could get up in between take offs but apparently there had been a change in the schedule.

The snow started blowing off the edge of the mountain, right above Mav, and the ledge slider was standing on started to shake.

“SHIT!” Mav yelled as the jet passed right above their heads.

Slider looked back up and Mav was only holding on by one icepick, both his feet had come off the wall along with the other pick in the seconds Slider was looking down.

“Shit, Mav, dont fall!”

“I dont really have much of a say in that Slider!”