#modern warfare

[cod-dump]

Ghost: Aye, Cap, got a question for you

Price: What?

Ghost: How do you make water beds more bouncy?

Price: *glares at Ghost while saying nothing*

Ghost: .... how do you-

Price, annoyed: How, Simon?

Ghost: You use spring water

Price: *sighs as Ghost cackles*

Price: They're getting worse

[alchemyfreak321]

SGT. Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick MR. TAKE THE BLOODY GLOVES OFF AND FIGHT

SOAP | GHOST | PRICE

[the-moons-toasty-ace]

Gaz and Price are actually an insane duo. Like Price saw this random guy who was passionate and wanted to do very bad things for good reasons and was like "yes, you. You're mine now. Come with me" and we're focusing on some emo in a mask???

People sleep on Gaz when his introduction to 141 was basically him ranting to Price how they won't let him do the war crimes and Price going "you wanna do war crimes come with me"

Following them to go to Russia and threatened with killing a woman and a kid in order to get information from their pretty sure illegal POW

I feel like people in this fandom obsess over masked people when it's the unmasked ones that are psychos

[temeyes]

cooldown, here's doodle soap summarizing Me the past few days:

[giotanner]

If Lieutenant Simon 'Ghost' Riley gets paired with his Sergeant, John 'Soap' MacTavish, on a mission, you can be sure to hear some cheap military humor over comms. That’s just a fact, and Captain John Price ends up hearing more of it than he’d like. (The risks of being the Captain of Task Force 141, after all.)

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[salemlinnet]

p162, he's already distracted, simon, ya blind

[cristaq]

Started writing something and then I realised it sounds much better as poetry.

What do you think Price saw

When he laid Soap on that table?

Did he try to cover

The sight of blood-stained hands

With visions of a kiss

In a safe house, up on the hills

With shitty rations and flimsy hope

Really, what kind of name is Soap?

What do you think Price felt

When the bleeding didn’t stop?

When his partner choked on blood?

No, no, no, no, no!

Dread, anger and grief

All mixed up with disbelief,

For their love had to meet

A bloody resolution

In the capital of the Velvet Revolution.

Makarov knows Yuri…

One last act of service to the world

His name on a clock tower, as a reward.

He does remember himself for once,

Soap pulls Price closer and mouths:

I love you, old man… for the last time.

A simple field journal is left behind

And a broken man, with revenge on his mind.

Fear this man, who has nothing to lose

But visions of domestic bliss

And two shiny rings

A house, a dog… kids?

Nah, he hates dogs… he thinks.

He hated dogs... he thinks.

There is no time to weep

Before the unknown soldier’s grave.

He will soon end up here too

Next to his beloved,

Slain by war, slain by man.

In both Heaven and Hell,

I will make sure to find you again.

[gremlinmodetweeker]

For the cat AU, how would the guys react if you brought a guy home? Like if it’s some repair guy but he’s not wearing a uniform so the guys think you brought him just to hang out

Horangi and König would most likely be a bit distressed. König would definitely be on guard, but Horangi would be on attack-mode. They'd be watching in horror as you let him in through the door.

Horangi would look over at König to get permission to attack, König would put a paw on his as a way to tell him to wait.

They'd both watch carefully as you let the man through the door. Horangi isn't able to stop himself from growling when the repairman goes to pet him, König snorts irritably when the guy scratches the nice spot between his ears. If nothing else, at least he's an animal lover??? Maybe they can work this out. Maybe? Do humans share like hybrids do?

Horangi and König are spiralling when the guy goes out. You're smiling and laughing when he comes back in and OH. HE HAS TOOLS.

Horangi and König immediately relax when he goes over to the washing machine/thermostat/sink and gets to work. The man's happily chatting away as he works, occasionally asking for a glass of water or about when/why/how this happened. This man is no threat. He's just... A man?

Horangi is a bit offended that he's wrong about who this man was. He's supposed to have a good judge of character! He has no idea why he got so upset in the first place.

König is just relieved. As the cuddly cat, he's willing to walk over and relax by the man's side. If anything, maybe he can learn how to fix this problem himself. No need for a handyman if your boyfriend can handle it, right? That's what König keeps thinking to himself, at least.

In the end, König and Horangi are feeling a bit stupid by the end of it, but they're relieved nobody's trying to take their spot. If anything, they can relax when he leaves. Horangi tries to rub his head all over you to get rid of the workman's scent. König just lays on your lap, as per usual.

Later, when you've gone to bed, König and Horangi stay up late watching youtube videos to figure out how to fix the problem themselves. They both make a silent vow to be the best handymen you'll ever get in town.

[glendylucast]

Problematic Babies

Every friend group has them

[siddyyyyyyyy]

You're Only Sixteen —

First Christmas

wc: 1.9 K summary: The base of TF141 celebrates christmas warnings: none, no y/n used, child sodlier mentioned, fluff, call sign "Bane" used a/n: since the majority voted for COD, I tried to make something special and fitting for the current season!! I know it's only november, but it's also too late for helloween. Enjoy! (MASTERLIST — You're Only Sixteen series)

This is strange. You never saw someone being so serious about christmas before and if you didn‘t know better, you would‘ve thought they all actually believe in Santa. Shaking your head to yourself, you focus back on the book you borrowed from Price once.

Meanwhile, several other soldiers are trying to read the instructions right on how to set up some electrical candles across a counter. The common room used to be such a peaceful space, you were able to be in your own bubble and focus on the current task you wanted to be focused on, but not today. At first, it started with the new decoration in the mess hall and the small gingerbreads you got for dessert.

It was sweet. The things that happened after weren‘t. While you were practicing your aim and skills in the shooting range, you kept getting distracted by the fairy lights across the wall that were blinking rhythmically. You sometimes found yourself plainly staring at them, in some sort of trance before you managed to snap back.

Eventually, the practice didn‘t do much good to you, which is why you are trying to pass time in the common room at the moment. Which also doesn‘t go well because of these stupid bastards talking too loudly and being so unreasonably stupid that makes you want to gauge their eyes out, pierce a thick pipe through their skull and—

»Your eye‘s twitching.«

Finally, a familiar, smooth voice brings you out of your unblinking stare.

»Just observing.« You mutter back to the older man beside you on the couch, not having noticed when he even came by. Kyle hums lightly in acknowledgement, the corner‘s of his lips tugging upwards.

»Observing or planning a murder?«

Your unamused stare meets his own finally, slowly turning your head at him. A short moment of silence follows, indicating the grumpy mood of yours very clearly.

»I think we both know the answer.«

Again, he nods and looks back to the three unfamiliar idiots at the free counter, who are still trying to figure out on how to get the light working. Gaz doesn‘t seem to mind the show in front of him, actually seeming as if he finds joy in seeing them work like three children together.

»Who are these anyway? Never saw them before.« You speak up with a hint of annoyance, earning a small huff of amusement from Kyle.

»Some rookies, Soap told them to take care of the decorations so he doesn‘t have to.«

That explains it. But it doesn‘t make your day any better. After a short conversation with Kyle, you decide to take a proper rest and try to nap in your bunker. That‘s where it‘s actually silent, except for some noises from the outside caused by people working.

»Bane! C‘mon, wake up— ye gotta see this!«

Groggily sitting up, you don‘t know what‘s going on. Did something happen or is he just trying to annoy you too?

»What—«

»Quick, soldier!«

He interrupts with a little too much enthusiasm for five in the morning. Finally, you get up with a heavy sigh and follow him outside, messily putting your jacket over yourself at the same time. You shiver once you step outside and feel more awake from the freezing wind hitting your face, trying to put the jacket tighter over yourself.

Getting outside, a big pinetree, wrapped up in shiny fairy lights, greets you; mostly covered in snow already. Your breath fogs up in the air as you stare up the giant tree, trying to comprehend how they got it next to the building and how they managed to decorate all of it in a single evening.

Soap grins beside you and also stares up at the tree, wearing a thick jacket, mittens and an overly fluffy hat.

»What do ye think?«

His shoulder nudges you lightly, but you can‘t really focus on him, freezing your hands off.

»Why do we need this? Can I go back to sleep?«

You ignore his question, just standing beside him in your trembling form, being sure you won‘t stay so calm if he won‘t take you seriously. Unsurprisingly, he gives a hearty chuckle and pats your back, ready to tease you and talk your ears off about the cold weather in scotland. But once he sees your grumpy demeanor, he quickly closes his mouth again and lets you be.

He knows better than to upset a teenager, having got to know you more from the six months you lived together on base.

Eventually, you go back to sleep, just getting a quick nap before you start your usual routine.

…

You hear distinct, loud voices ouside, assuming it‘s from some of your teammates who are excited over something. Thinking nothing of it, you try to not pay them any more attention ad back to reading your book. You started learning how to read after the mission in Urzikstan, Riyazabbi, taking it slow with figuring it all out. Price said you are making good progress since you only started to read six months ago. Ghost makes small jabs at you everytime you mess up reading a big word, but then corrects you and teaches you the right pronounciation.

The voices are getting louder and the words on the pages don‘t make any sense anymore. Sighing out, you get up to try and see what it‘s all about.

When you first moved in, you would‘ve never done that before. But now, you grew used to your teammates and feel more comfortable around them.

»… flight wasn‘t that bad, but I missed getting real food. And— «

Alejandro pauses, tilting his head once he notices you from around the corner. The other four men follow his gaze, landing on you suddenly.

The silence and attention on you makes you nervous for a moment, realising you probably stepped into a private conversation. Before you could apologise and walk off, Soap is the first one to speak up.

»Oh, look who we have here! Meet Alejandro and Rodolfo, they‘re here for a small visit.«

You didn‘t know you‘d be celebrating that but there is no going back now. With a light nod, you accept it and already step away to leave them alone.

Except, you don‘t. Rhey somehow manage to make you stay with them and mostly stand beside awkwardly, listening in to their conversation. Turns out, Alejandro is a colonel in another TaskForce and, Rodolfo beside him being his right hand. They seem decent.

You notice Rudy whispering something to Alejandro with a frown, already assuming they need to go and you aren‘t forced to stand with them anymore.

Alejandro seems to realise something, his eyes falling onto you briefly.

»Right, uh… we only got one present for you four, we kind of— you know, forgot you existed.«

Rudy smacks the back of his teammates head, shooting you an apologetic look.

»We‘re sorry. I hope you‘ll also like the present we got for your team.« He corrects, surprising the rest of the TaskForce as well.

With curious looks, the rest of your teammates watch them pull out a bigger bottle of expensive looking whiskey... Or whatever that dark liquid is. You can barely read the tag of the bottle, it being written in an even more expensive looking font.

Soap is the first to light up at the bottle, a smirk forming on Gaz‘s face. A light chuckle leaves Ghost as he watches the scene unfold, seemingly knowing what‘s about to happen. Price gives an impressed nod, carefully taking the bottle from them. The conversations fill in again, mostly hearing how happy and impressed sounds from the scott, claiming the choice of the drink is making his heart flutter or whatever. It‘s Whiskey, aparently.

Either way, you won‘t give that a try, having enough basic knowledge to know that this is strong alcohol. Not that they would try to give you some of it anyway.

The two men leave after a longer while, being glad you don‘t have to spend any more time just listening and hoping they don‘t notice your slight boredom.

…

You wake up more tired than usual. The winter isn‘t doing you any good, somehow feeling more tired than usual, not getting enough sun from the clouds and constant snow or storm outside. It‘s getting frustrating, but at least you can secretly make fun of some soldiers who are trying to build absurd snowmans outside in the park. Last night, they managed to build a life sized figure of a middle finger.

Reaching out for your fuzzy shoes on the floor, you don‘t miss the unfamiliar object on your night stand. Looking over it, you can see it‘s a case, wrapped in red and green wrapping paper. Even more confused, you reach out to it and hesitate before finally ripping it open and opening it.

There lays a shiny knife, looking professionaly made. The blade is dangerously sharp, the grip being steady and lays safe in your hand. Testing it out, you grow a big liking on it.

Finally, christmas has something more to it than annoying christians.

Of course, meeting Price and Ghost in the mess hall, you notice a capri sun standing at your usual spot already. Lightly overwhelmed, you give them a tight-lipped smile, hoping they won‘t make fun of you for being awkward about the two gifts.

After that, nothing big happens. But Price seems to be in a good mood and decided to play in the snow around the evening. Turns out that riding down a hill full of snow with a sled is actually pretty fun. More entertaining than it looks like. Pretty sure some of your teammates ate some snow while rolling down the hill, but it was worth it.

After spending some hours giggling and making fun of each other, you finally get back and Ghost is immediately busying himelf with making tea for everyone else. Making yourself comfortable in the common room, you get a seperate blanket on one of the couches and curl yourself up. The simple black tea, that somehow tastes more delicious when it‘s made from Ghost, makes you warm up even further and you start to get sleepy after a while.

The room mostly fills with comfortable silence, being broken from occasional smaller conversations. Finally, your tiredness takes over and you fall asleep. Right on the shoulder of the ‚grumpy‘ man beside you, who claims to hate everything around him.

Ghost stays as still as possible, growing even more silent than before and makes sure not to breath too loudly so he won‘t wake you. Of course, Gaz can‘t help but make small jabs at him at first, then sneaking a picture of the two of you.

You stay peacefully asleep, warm and content beside him like never before on a stormy winter night.

a/n: hope you enjoyed this, and yes; the ending is a reference to the first part of 'You're Only Sixteen'. ^0^

[crazyfandomluver]

I imagine Graves getting flustered the first time that price finally admits that he’s warmed up to Graves, and flirts with Graves. graves isn’t used to it and just tries darting away but Price dives for his legs and tackles Graves with Nik recording the whole thing

(Earlier)

Soap, grinning: So, when are you taking me out?

Ghost, bluntly: I don't know, when are you asking me out?

Soap:

(Present)

Gaz: And you ran away?

Soap: I panicked!

Gaz: And I wonder what he did when you ran away

Soap: ... oh my god-

(with Ghost)

Ghost, crying: HE RAN AWAY

Price: This is why you aim for the legs-

Ghost: YOU'RE NOT HELPING

[alchemyfreak321]

CPT. Jonathan Price MR. WE GET DIRTY AND THE WORLD STAYS CLEAN

SOAP | GHOST | GAZ

[motydz]

Apparently Ghost needs help getting his clothes off. Soap is always there to help. 🫡

tg

[ramerooni]

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Art Collab w/ @imakosideas (Far Right), @edenkyubiko (Middle), Me (Left), @tw1nkee28 (Top Left), and @pampanope (Top Right)

Average Shadow Company Movie Night Experience

Everyone did amazing in this and I love it so much!!!