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Soap makes a choked off noise of pure, unadulterated panic, and then he’s floating, drifting far away as his ears ring from the sound of multiple bombs going off.
When he comes to, he only gets to be happy that he’s somehow still alive for a moment, because everything hits him all at once. Pain explodes from every single part of him he can feel, and he wants to scream. He doesn’t, instead trying to take a deep breath to ground himself, but there’s rubble on top of him that’s unyielding, restricting his every breath.
His breath catches in his throat; focus, MacTavish. Assess your situation before you start panicking.
or, Soap gets trapped under the rubble of a collapsed building, and makes the (stupid) executive decision to omit that piece of information to the rest of 141. No one is happy about this when they find out.
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- Part 1 of whispers
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23 May 2023
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"Please."
Ghost cocks his head—if only to hear better through the rush of blood in his ears.
"My sergeant," he says, measured. "Just might have let you go with your life. Or at least, let you die a relatively quick death. But, thanks to you, he's not here to plead your case."
He brings the knife down.
soap gets kidnapped. ghost tears through flesh and blood to get him back. amidst the carnage of a sinner's hands and in the absence of his god, he remembers what it means to love.
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- Part 2 of toothaches from eden
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"It’s information,” Price spit out, beginning to pace back and forth. He tacked on, “Information on us," as if his original anger and statement didn’t make that obvious.
“So blackmail,” Ghost supplied. Price gave a jerky nod in affirmation. “Okay. What in the fresh hell does it have to do with me?”
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- Part 1 of dear lover
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07 Nov 2022
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Haha I wrote a Shakespearean sonnet about Technoblade and his one true love :))
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21 Sep 2022
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Oh you would find her in a polaroid picture.
He looks vintage.
That's the best way Techno could describe it. He looks cute. They were doing an 'oldie's' photoshoot as Tommy put it. Dream was the 60s.
He wouldn't tell anyone this except Phil or Wil but he took other photos. Strung them up at that same piece of twine as the ones from Wilbur's wedding.
Stared at them until he went cross-eyes. He longed for the feeling of those arms around his waist again. To actually feel something instead of just emptiness. Instead of sadness. Instead of an ongoing blackhole inside of him.
He stared at them until he started crying. Until his eyes started burning. Until he had no more tears to cry and he was just dry-sobbing. Until he started gripping his hair and pulling, trying to feel something.
He was too pretty. The photos taunted him in his sleep, when he was awake. Anytime of the day. He tried. He tried so goddamn hard to ignore them, focus on something else. But he couldn't. At it hurt him so much.
or; Techno falls in love with his best friend Dream and suffers because of it.
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- Part 4 of clay's dnb fics
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21 Sep 2022