This is Ghost explaining how he wants to be with you AND Soap.
Y/N: In ten years time, if the two of us arenāt married, letās promise each other to hunt each other for sport.
Ghost: To hunt each other for sport?
Y/N: Do you agree?
Ghost: No š
Y/N: Oh, okayā¦ Iāll go ask Soapā¦
Ghost: I was hoping for letās get married or letās live together
Y/N: š³š«£
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Things Iāve heard and said as a bartender in a sketchy dive bar. Iāve just collected them all here and made them about CoD men at my bar. Y/N is the bartender unless stated otherwise. Brought to you from my shower turned sauna as I try to decongest my sinuses. Pollen season is 100% trying to kill me this year. Please laugh at my dumb idea.
āāāāāāāāāāāā
* referring to seeing Graves again*
Price: You make me want to suck start a shotgun.
āāāāāāāāāāāā
Soap: Check me out. *pulls out wallet*
Y/N: Stand up and turn around real quick, please.
Soap: *confused but stands and spins in a circle slowly*
Y/N: *whistles* You look spectacular!
Soap: š¤ I mean Iād like to pay my tab, but that made my day.
āāāāāāāāāāāā
*141 drunk and harmlessly flirting*
Gaz: Did you get all dolled up me?
Soap: I bet she knew I was coming, you know blue is my favorite color.
Price: She didnāt get dressed up for you muppets! But we do appreciate how you look tonight!
Ghost: *Corralling the two drunkest* You do look very nice, let us know if you want us to get them to stop.
Y/N: Appreciation is best shown as money in the tip jar. *obviously joking but also not really because it was a slow night*
*Ghost and Price laugh, dropping a couple dollars in*
*Gaz and Soap, dead serious begin dumping the contents of their wallets*
Y/N: Guys! Itās a joke! I donāt need your credit cards or this ancient condomā¦ seriously though please throw that away you might get someone pregnant trying to use that. *that packaging showed obvious signs of ware from how long it had sat in his wallet*
Soap: I could get you pregnant with that š
Price: Annnnd weāre done! Sorry about Romeo š¬
Ghost: *Grabs Soapās wallet and drops a $20 in the tip jar* Heās very sorry.
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Guys I found the secret. Itās alcohol. Simon Riley X OC fic coming along nicely. Brought to you by way too many Vodka Crans š„“
How does one write a multi chapter fic and not rush through it? I havenāt written any sizable fanfics in years and I feel like I lost my skill. Like Iāve got all the great ideas and connections but I get too excited and rush through it, leaving out the nuances that I personally crave in a good fic. I just want to convey my ideas in a way that doesnāt just get them out there but also in a way also enjoyable for readers. I used to be so good at it years ago but I feel like Iāve lost my spark.
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Y/N: Ghost is too tall for me to kiss him on the lips. What should I do?
Soap: Punch him in the stomach, then, when he doubles over in pain, giveāem a smooch.
Gaz: Kick him in the shins!
Price: Dump him.
Ghost: Just ask me to lean down!
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Price: Rules are made to be broken.
Laswell: Rules are made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.
Y/N: Glow sticks?
Soap: Karate boards?
Gaz: PiƱatas?
Ghost: Necks?
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How does one write a multi chapter fic and not rush through it? I havenāt written any sizable fanfics in years and I feel like I lost my skill. Like Iāve got all the great ideas and connections but I get too excited and rush through it, leaving out the nuances that I personally crave in a good fic. I just want to convey my ideas in a way that doesnāt just get them out there but also in a way also enjoyable for readers. I used to be so good at it years ago but I feel like Iāve lost my spark.
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@cae-core YES IT IS
Gaz: How about we try that move that you taught me last weekend?
Y/N: Now? I admire your boldness but what will the team think?
Gaz: What? No, notā¦.. Okay, you got me. The training move please.
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*Task Force 141 wrapping up work with Graves and the Shadows again*
Graves: *flirting heavily with Y/N* This was fun, Iām sure Iāll see you again.
Y/N: *Muttering* If our bad luck holds out but please hold your breath.
Graves: What?
Y/N: *mocking* What?
Price: Y/N, weāre moving out!
Y/N: Saved by the fucking bell š¤
Soap: Do we have to go right this second? I want to see how this plays out.
Ghost: Heās living on borrowed time anyways.
Price: Enough, donāt encourage her.
Y/N: I was only gonna stab him a little bitā¦
Gaz: I know you wouldā¦. You funky little psychopath.
Y/N: See, Gaz gets me!
-_-_-_-_-
Sorry if this one sucks, Iāve had a mental block the past couple of days.
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Guilty
Do other writers ever get this like, hyper-specific dialogue exchange drop into their brains and you know exactly where these character are standing and what theyāre doing and how theyāre saying these words but thatās allĀ you get. You donāt have much other context and this specific moment that exists only at this time in your headspace??
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Y/N *busting out of the trunk* : It is mine though š¤¬š¤ŗ
Soap : You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast?
Price: Several traffic violations.
Gaz : Three counts of resisting arrest.
Ghost : Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks.
Gaz : Also, thatās not our car.
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*141 and Y/N actually getting a weekend off together*
Laswell: This weekendās safety brief is: donāt add to the population and donāt subtract from the population. Do not end up in the hospital, newspapers, or jail.
Price: If you DO end up in jail establishment dominance quickly.
Soap: Well there goes about half of my plans.
Gaz: If we subtract from the population but then add to it, does it balance out?
Y/N: If more than one of us ends up in the same jail and dominance is established, does the dominant one get a promotion?
Ghost: If we end up in the same jail thereās no way youāll be the dominant one.
Laswell: š¤¦āāļø Is it too much to ask for you to behave normally for 48 hours?
141: šļøššļø yesā¦?
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Y/N: In ten years time, if the two of us arenāt married, letās promise each other to hunt each other for sport.
Ghost: To hunt each other for sport?
Y/N: Do you agree?
Ghost: No š
Y/N: Oh, okayā¦ Iāll go ask Soapā¦
Ghost: I was hoping for letās get married or letās live together
Y/N: š³š«£
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I am in fact a slipānāslide
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On mission
Y/N: *taking out a knife* every room can become a panic room if you give just a fucking minute...
Soap: I'm scared LT... LT?
Ghost: I'm horny.
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Y/N: *humming Lady Marmalade by Christina Aguilera while disassembling and cleaning their weapons*
Soap: Do you know what that means?
Y/N: Know what, Soap?
Soap: Volvo crochet a vet mall, or whatever it is theyāre saying.
Y/N: Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? Yeah I know what the phrase means.
Soap: Well then what does it mean?
Y/N: Do you want to sleep with me tonight?
Soap: Iād thought youād never ask š
-_-_-_-_-
Soap absolutely has been subtly playing this song around you waiting for his chance to strike. Man is a master in psychological warfare and only uses it in the dumbest of ways, you canāt change my mind.
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*Task Force 141 meeting with KorTac for a joint operation. Price and Kƶnig going over the plan.*
Soap: *whispering* How tall do ya think the big guy is?
Gaz: At least 200cm, manās a mountain.
Soap: Surely not, he canāt be that muchā¦. Y/N where are you going?
Y/N: Meetingās over, Iām going to climb that mountain š
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