6 Works by theidjits
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As Ghost’s eyes traveled up he noticed the hair, dark brown with the sides shaven and long messy waves cascading over his head creating an unruly mohawk that oddly fit the man well. Ghost wondered idly if the man ever spiked it, wondered what it would feel like to run his fingers through the long waves, grasp and pull at the strands as he-
Nope. Not doing that.---
Following an injury, Ghost is medically discharged. He opens a bakery with the help of Price and Roach where one Scottish tattoo artist refuses to leave him alone. Though, he's not sure he minds.
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Firefighter John MacTavish was eager to start his career. What he didn't expect when he was assigned to Station 141 was to fall for the elusive Lieutenant.
aka 911 but make it Call of Duty
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Ghost saw red as he left the tarmac.
The helo had unloaded, bringing home an entire squad of marines largely unscathed. Though this was normally cause for celebration, congratulations thrown to the mission's commanding officer, that particular person was nowhere to be found. When the last soldier exited Ghost barely resisted the urge to maim each one of them for answers.
Marching down the corridors he was sure a dark shadow loomed around him, his skull mask making him look every bit the dark phantom many rumors around base painted him as.
He didn't care about any of it. Nothing mattered more than the one thought piercing through his mind.
Johnny was missing.
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"Choose, Captain." Makarov's mouth twisted into a sickly smile as he stared Price down. "Choose who lives."
The 141 enjoy some time on leave before it is abruptly cut short, a lead on Makarov brings them to the brink as Price desperately tries to hold everything together.
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The team goes looking for information on Makarov, things quickly go sideways.
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It wasn't unusual for a mission to go sideways, hell you'd grown to expect it at times. Going into an op alone was dangerous, but you knew the boys had your back. Soap would fight his way to you no matter the cost.