#farah Karim cod

[numberonecodwomenfan]

obsessed with how often farah calls price “old man”

like damn girl chill he’s not even forty!! he’s only five years older than her!

“hey, old man!”

“i’m thirty-seven, farah”

“yeah, thirty seven years into retirement”

[wrylu]

giggles and gives you faralexgaz cuddle pile

[pamaryllis]

the way alex and farah look at each other is giving bridgerton. the amount of yearning in their eyes whenever they look at each other, especially when alex says "yes ma'am" to farah

[local-crying-boy]

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𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍!𝙵𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚡 𝚁𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙾𝚗𝚎-𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝, 𝚠𝚕𝚠

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝙶𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚍𝚘𝚖, 𝙵𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚖 - 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍- 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎. 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚒𝚍, 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚡𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑.

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 1.1𝚔

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It was silent now, there was no shouting or loud clangs of the swords from outside of your hiding spot. You could only hear that sharp intakes of your breaths and the shaky exhale of them, you could only feel the trembling in your hands as you held tightly onto the small dagger your trusted guard provided you with.

Only mere moments ago, the halls were washed in shouts and an abundance of noise, each heightened noise causing your body to flinch. Your head against the wall as you basically cradled your pathetic dagger to your chest. However, the shouting ceased, and there was no longer any noise coming from outside.

This was one of the few moments that you had wished that you had listened to Farah, when she showed you some basic moves in combat. Although, you assumed, even with the limited knowledge you did have on combat, you wouldn't be able to defend yourself for long, or well.

You were hoping for some sort of sign that your dear guard was safe or on her way to give you the all clear that it was safe to come out of hiding. You wanted her, needed her, to explain to you what the Hells was going on.

All you knew was that one moment you were in the study, minding your own business. The next, Farah was dragging you by the arm into your current hiding spot, commanding you not to move an inch until she, and she only, came to find you.

With the certain look in her eyes that you rarely did see, you knew you had to listen to what she told you to do. Wait, and come out only when she told you so. You had only wished that she would come sooner and not leave you with a racing heart and a wondering mind.

You heard three sharp bangs on the entrance to your cramped, little hiding spot. You gasped under your breath, flinching at the harsh noise against the door, your trembling hands tightened around the dagger.

“Farah…?” You called out, desperately trying to keep your breath level.

There was no response…

You hesitantly pushed open so you could poke your head through to check if it was actually Farah who was banging for you to come out.

Though, before you could even realise what was going on, a rough hand grasped onto your hair and pulled you fully out of your hiding spot, causing you to yelp out in surprise.

“Let- let go of me!” You cried out, being forced onto your back as this mystery person dragged out, your hands reaching to where the hands clasped around your hair.

“Shut up!” A deep, harsh voice yelled at you, you couldn’t get a good look at your attacker, a hood over their head and a mask over their face.

“Farah-” you tried to call out again, but was met with a hand over your mouth and the only thing that could be heard was your muffled cries and yells.

“Shut up, you little bitch!” The man yelled once again, he huffed quietly, attempting to drag you out of the room where you hiding spot had been located. “Godsdamnit, fuckin’ royal assholes.”

You could feel your breaths hitting the man’s hand and back onto your skin, you tried to squirm and fumble within your attacker’s bruising grip. Your hands attempting to get his arms off of you, head moving side to side as you tried to get his hand off of your mouth.

However, the attempt was fruitless. The man was twice your size and you were incapable of getting out of the harsh grasp, you could only cry out muffled sobs.

Well, that was until there was a sharp, loud noise and, suddenly, a warm liquid splattered across your face. There was a thud beside you and the hand fell from your mouth, you gasped out and quickly squirmed away.

It was an unexpected sight, a blade covered in that crimson liquid that always made you nauseous when your eyes laid upon it. The steel was a mere few inches above your face, a single droplet of blood falling from it and onto your shaken-up face

“Princess.” Farah quickly said, you could hear the neat ‘slice’ as her sword retracted from your attacker’s throat.

“Farah.” You breathed out, eyes landing on her light brown eyes. “Farah, by the Gods…”

She pushed the attacker further you, he landed to the side and you saw his lifeless head was lying idly with his lifeless face facing yours. Your breath caught in your breath at the horrid sight, the blood pooling on the wooden floor under the man.

“Oh, Gods- oh…” you panted, you couldn’t pry your eyes away from the ghastly sight.

“You’re okay.” She reassured, helping pull your to your feet as she sheathed her sword. “You’re okay, you’re safe.”

You were wobbly as you were brought to your feet, your hands grasping onto Farah’s arms. Her hands were tight around your arms, she was cautious over you, she always was.

“What was the about? What happened? Why- why was..?” Your voice was painfully shaken, it wavered as your eyes darted all over Farah’s face, she was injured. “Farah, your face, you’re hurt.”

“I’m fine.” Farah dismissively said, shaking her head slightly, her hands moved to your shoulders. “Are you hurt?”

You shook your head quickly, taking a deep breath in. “No, no, I’m not. What happened here?”

“There were a group of assassins.” I she quickly answered. “I told you to come out when I told you so.”

“I- I thought it was you.” You said with a panicked voice. “I called out, I though-“

She sighed quietly, you were sure her annoyance at your inability to follow simple instructions was overran with her concern for your safety. “It doesn’t matter anymore. You’re safe, we have to get you to the King.”

“What- why?” You quickly asked. “Now?”

“Yes, he wants to make sure you’re safe.” Farah said, before turning around and heading to the door, expecting you to follow.

“Farah, wait!” You quickly called, grabbing her wrist.

She turned around, she was going to tell you that she didn’t intend on keeping the King, your father, waiting. However, when she saw that look in your eyes, she hesitated.

“I- I was scared.” You said with a broken voice. “I didn’t know whether or not you were coming back, I- I heard the yelling and thought you were… were…”

“Dead?” She finished for you.

You nodded slowly, tears prickling at the corners of your eyes.

She sighed faintly, quick to bring you into a tight hug. You didn’t expect it at first, you took a few moments before your wrapped your arms around her as well.

“You underestimate me, Princess.” She whispered, but paused for a few moments. “I’m not going to leave you just yet.”

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[callsignimmortalvalkyrie]

Farah Karim ❤️‍🔥 ❤️‍🔥 ❤️‍🔥

[lovefromlaura]

Was being noisy at the cod wiki and I saw that only a few characters have a canon birthday,others have their birth year written and others have their birth place

Farah Karim

John MacTavish

Kyle Garrick

John Price

Simon Riley

Alex doesn't have anything written:((

[toj1kuna]

happy valentines Day :)

[callsignfangs]

Theyre literally so hozier coded its painful

[creeping-willow]

I only ever really post abt Ghosts since its my fav and first cod game, but as I'm replaying mw2019 I can't stop thinking about Farah right after Hadirs betrayal.

Farah, incredibly distraught and angry, but above all confused. Her brother, who had grown up in the same world as she, who remembers how poisonous and deadly the gas was, using it against Barkovs forces in a way they swore they never would, killing not only the Russian soldiers, but their own brothers and sisters as well.

Farah, not knowing what to do, how to feel, what to say, only to express herself through her anger and vengeance against him, yet she couldn't find it in herself to mean it. He was her older brother, the same one who protected her when the Russian forces first invaded their home, who protected her countless times when they were captured by Barkov, who nearly died trying to keep he safe. Hadir was all she had left, the only family still alive, so how, after all they had been through, could her love for him so quickly turn to hate?

Farah, who couldn't properly mourn the loss of her brother. Even if he wasn't dead (yet, lmao), she couldn't mourn the loss of who he was, of the Hadir who was too young to be in the world they were in, the Hadir who did everything to protect her, who loved her so dearly he did something he knew she would hate him for, all to keep her safe.

Farah, who could never bring herself to fully hate Hadir. She loved him, even if she desperately tried to convince herself she hated him, who made sure others knew that she despised his actions, could never bring herself to fully hate the boy she grew up with.

[creptolli]

WIP!!

[numberonecodwomenfan]

arabic love poems i get from pinterest that make me think of faralex my beloved

[lap1srocks]

COULD I REQUEST UHHH UUUUUUHHH farah x fem/gn reader datings hcs?

omg YESSS!!!! 😚😚😚 sorry for the DELAY. band stuff :(( but my halloween concert abt to be lit?!?!??

okay so,

FARAH DATING FEM!READER HCS <3

－she's just so CARING!! like, i just feel like she'd pamper you and give you the royal treatment as the QUEEN of the house once you two move in together n stuff

－she obviously is going to take you for rides on her bike. you're literally her passenger princess, you have your own helmet, and goggles at the LEAST. gotta make sure you're safe while riding, obviously.

－as long as you're not bald, she's always doing something with your hair. she's touching it, running her hands through it, definitely loves to style it for you and loves to see you wear it in the way she styles it for you throughout the day.

－always has an itch to make sure you're okay when you're away from each other, always calling or texting you as a quick pop in, always checking on you.

－she also LOVES!!! animals, definitely suggests getting a dog or an animal you'd like, and ends up trying to be the animal's favorite, so you can sometimes catch her ogling things quietly to the animal as she tries to suede the animal to her.

－definitely has a preference for you both staying loyal to each other and not seeing others, because she's just got like, so much love for you and can't see herself or you with anyone else, and genuinely sees you as her other piece.

－loves cuddling, absolutely will just lay in bed engulfed in you for as long as she can, her head buried into your chest or neck.

－definitely has exchanged one of her coats for yours. just loves thinking of you 24/7 and what better way to carry you around with her than to wear your clothes?

－always bringing you things she finds throughout the day like rocks, flowers, bottle caps, ectera because she just likes giving, y'know? love language is definitely gift giving.

－there's nothing in the household that she isn't willing to share with you. she will share everything and doesn't even really require you to ask. what's hers is yours.

[notsleepyy]

Any Farah Karim cosplayers here? :P

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[lancecorporalderby]

Yes I'm back, yes I will be gone again and barely post. Went through COD brainrot.

[local-crying-boy]

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𝔸 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥

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Pairing: Hadir Karim x Fem!Reader

Genre: One-shot, fluff, teaching

Warnings: Nothing too bad, not my best work but I know nothing about sniper rifles, kinda short dialogue + paragraphs

Summary: Hadir Karim teaches you how to use a sniper properly after he noticed you were struggling.

Word Count: 831

A/N: definitely did NOT find this prompt on character ai

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You often thought that snipers were a weapon difficult to handle, you never did get used to how to manage the wind and distance as a variable when shooting. Shooting from closer range was much more easier, you thought.

However, you knew that you had to learn how to aim well, or at least half decent, if you were going to be a better soldier, one that could be considered honourable. You had to learn how to handle various weapons.

Hadir was a smart man, he had once tampered with a sniper to improve the scope and other aspect of it - no matter how he explained it, you couldn’t entirely wrap your head around what he exactly did to it, you just know it became significantly better.

You could have just asked Hadir to help you out, figure out the ins and outs of handling a sniper well. He was an amazing sniper, you took Farah’s word for it, alongside seeing it first hand.

However, you were much too stubborn for that and you didn’t want anyone to think you were incompetent with certain weapons. Anyway, you knew how to use a sniper, it was actually the action of using it that was flawed.

Although, one thing led to another, and Hadir ended up offering to help your skills with using a sniper. He’d noticed your undeniable struggle when you were trying to practice and was quick to decide to go and teach you.

So, that was how you got into the current situation. You were prone, sniper rifle close and tight in your hands, and head tilted just to properly see through the scope. Your focus was on the watermelon that was a distance away.

That damned watermelon.

You started to hate the sight of the damned thing, it was pissing you off and you were starting to lose patience with the inanimate object as if it was affecting your chances at hitting it.

“Steady your hands.” Hadir instructed you from his position just behind you, he was crouching down so that he could see every little flaw.

You shifted your hands lightly, attempting to ‘steady your hands’. Your eyes narrowed, frustration quick to set in. There was a moment, you were analysing everything, though there was a chance that you were trying to fool yourself and Hadir.

Then you pressed your finger against the trigger, firing.

You let out a groan of anger, looking out from the scope and seeing that you missed once more. How the hell were you doing this?

Hadir was quick to calm you, though he had let out an amused laugh. “Okay, okay.”

“Here, steady your aim.” He instructed once more, inching closer to you so that he could alter your hand positioning. “Now, try again.”

You huffed and shook your head, looking through the scope once more. “I’m no good at this, never bloody was.”

He shook his head, looking over your position and your hands, as if trying to gauge out what else was flawed and was affecting your ability to hit the target. “You just have to practice.”

“I’ve been practicing.” You huffed quietly, shifting your arms as if to ease the tension that clung into your muscles for dear life. “I still can’t do it.”

“It’s because you’re tense.” Hadir said with a soft scoff, moving your arms into a more comfortable position which would allow you to hold the sniper easier. “And you’re not holding correctly.”

You tutted quietly, but didn’t object as his hands guided your arms into a better position and your hands to have a better grip.

“Try again.” He instructed, taking a small step back as he looked over your positioning once more, seemingly finding no other flaws.

You looked through the scope once more, not firing immediately, but taking a few moments to just simply taking a deep breath. You were trying so hard not to shift once more, it was just something that you felt like you had to do, as if to prove you were able to get into a good enough position without Hadir’s guidance.

You reloaded, hearing the small ‘click’ as you did, finger resting on the trigger once more.

And you fired…

You heard the explosion of the watermelon, looking out from the scope as a huge smile appeared on your face.

“Holy-” you breathed out, moving up a little as if you couldn’t believe your eyes that you actually hit it. A small breathless laugh escaped your lips as you looked over at Hadir.

You were met with the proud gaze of Hadir, a smirk on his face as his arms rested on his knees, still in his crouched position. “See? You just had to relax.”

You scoffed lightly, rolling my eyes. “I needed a good teacher.”

“I’ll take the compliment.” Hadir chuckled lightly, standing up, “I’ll get more targets so you can practice more.”

“You want to stick around?” You asked, looking up at him as you rested your sniper on the floor, the smile still clear on your face. “Just in case I mess up again.”

“I’m not busy.” He said with a hum.

Masterlist

[callsignimmortalvalkyrie]

Farah Karim 💓