#ghoap nation

[starsofang]

johnny has always been able to read simon like the back of his hand. even without simon voicing it, johnny knows what he thinks and feels, sometimes before he even realizes.

so when a new bird catches simon’s eye, of course he decides to play wingman. simon’s too awkward and intimidating for his own good. it’d be a recipe for disaster, having him woo you all on his own.

that’s where johnny comes in, all charm and wit, gently guiding you in the direction of simon through shared conversation while simon stands beside him.

it works, surprisingly. you fall for it so easily. shy and sweet around simon, full of glowing light to brighten up the shadows that swirled around his aura, shooing them away.

johnny proves to be a great wingman when eventually over a period of time of him consistently worming into chats with you, spouting praises about his lovely best friend simon, you finally become simon’s girlfriend.

it’s a shame that in the process, johnny fell for you, too.

good thing simon doesn’t mind sharing with johnny.

[m-1-8]

perfect height for a forehead smooch

[gomzdrawfr]

if you see this, this is your sign to lean on your crush, DO IT!

[beescrafting]

So this is going off of what I've been talking to @panchulien about,

Which is Demon Nikolai and Price. I'll be copy and pasting a lot of it, so if you want to get to new content please go to ~~~ :3

Also some warning, I'm not religous, but I do enjoy the idea of angels and demons as reading and writing stuff... So if some of this is off then yeah.

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So I was thinking that Price was either a priest or a regular church visitor after being in the army (he had to retire after a bad mission that took something or because of PTSD) this trauma is such a meal for any negative being, demonic anything truly... so one night during an bad episode when he was at a bar, this slick beefy man slides over and in a thick russian accent purrs into his ears, "are you an angel, because I wanna prey to you~" and that caught Price off guard so much it helped ground him!

the two start talking, and as the bar starts to close the russian gives his name, Nikolai, and his phone number before paying Price's uber to take the drunkened englishman home.

this goes on for a few weeks, them talking and getting closer, and then price invites him into his home.

And as per the vampire and demon rule, once you invite the entity in, they can come in with their power :3

everything still went on as normally, but as price slept their was a weight on his chest, worse nightmares start to inflict him more and more, it gets to the point he starts missing going to church due to how bad it gets.

Nikolai being the ever nice friend, makes sure he's okay, treating him to food, drinks, holding him during movies.. price feels calm around nik... falls asleep on his shoulder, and that's when the nightmares stop for a night....

they start spending even more time together, but price starts to notice some things, some things he picked up on from the army, such as eyes always on him, something lurking... Price mutters about it, and Nikolai suggest that he sticks around later at night to make sure he's okay, at first Price is against it because like, he was once a strong captain, he could handle this!

but it gets worse...

so eventually he gives in.

Nikolai becomes a common appearance at his home, making russian breakfast, babying price truly... and Price like it slightly...

and then nikolai starts talking on the phone more... it's Gaz.

Would also be funny if ghost and soap were two fallen angels banished for the lone reason of loving one another, and then when they visit their human friend price they get met with two demons hanging out... THE TENSION!

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Price is an Average human guy. just some poor retired captain who has horrible PTSD from watching so much death and being in so many battles...

Nikolai is a high ranking demon, like really fucking powerful. Around the rank of a Leviathan. He wasn't born a demon.

Perfect angst right there

Gaz is a demon as well, but is lower then Nikolai, most likely being trained by the elder demon. Rank: Iuvart.

Ghost is a fallen angel at the rank of Archangel

Soap is also a fallen angel of the rank of angels.

Laswell is human, of course she knows about the demons and angles because her wife is a fallen angel. Her wife fell in love with her and chose to fall to be by her side.

tempted to put roach in but Idk what he'd be, human, demon, angel??? I'll think about it...

Also some fun facts:

Demon's can only die from the hands of another demon in a rank battle, or by angelic means.

Angel's can only die from the hands of their creator, or a demonic sin blade used from the wars both heaven and hell have faced.

Fallen angels have some immunity towards the Sin blade, but over time they can die from it. if its a hard hit they will fall further into the void.

Blessed demons have some immunity towards angelic means but just as much as fallen angels their not immune to it. They can die from it.

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Now to write about the relationships and thoughts about that person.

Price-

Nikolai: Friends (atm) --Their becoming great pals, getting very close, in fact a few times they've nearly kissed thanks to alcohol fueling their actions.

Gaz: Semi-friends(ATM)-- He seems like a nice lad, he a nikolai are very close, he's very strong for someone having never been in the army or going to the gym every day. He's cool.

Ghost: Friends (best coworkers ever)-- One of the best men I've fought along side. A real good soldier of a muppet.

Soap: friends (bloody muppet)--Bastard still owes him from the amount of times he's nearly died and price has had to drag him around.

Laswell: best friends (need a whisky..)-- they might be ex.coworkers but damn do they tend to bicker like a brother and a sister over ceral.

Nikolai-

Price: Friends (atm)-- He's a good human, strong, handsome, perfect for a human, the pain and misery in his mind clouds his thoughts making it such a buffet. He's got a nice ass too. Love this human, calls me Nik~ such a cute nickname I've been given!~

Gaz: Underling (Atm)-- little demon in training, got a nice face, would work wonderfully in the succubus or incubus division, but here he is, not that I mind this department needs prettier faces then Karen from HR.

Ghost: not mutals.-- Fucking angel.. fallen or not he and that other one could ruin what me and Kyle have with Price. Keep an eye on him.

Soap: Not mutals-- for a angel, he would have made a fine demon with how well he can fight. Same thing as ghost.

Laswell: Friends-- She actually trust me with Price. Both me and Kyle.

you should read the last one in a smug tone lol))

Gaz-

Price: Friends (atm)-- pretty handsome for a human, I see what Nikolai means by it, hope he becomes a demon instead of an angel or gets reborn, would be a shame to lose him.

Nikolai: Leader (Atm)-- I'm lucky to be able to work under him unlike other high ranking demons that just kill their underlings if they mess up. He's firm. I like when he pats me on the back while laughing, it makes me feel what humans would describe as... Giddy.

Ghost: unsure-- He's a fucking freaky ass fallen angel, but I like his jokes. I only talk to him when Price and Nikolai are around. He seems to be alert but won't act out unless given reason.

Soap: Friends-- We've gone drinking on our own time without the others, he's a pretty chill guy, gotta admit I love messing around with human lives with him around. So not all angels are blood thirsty god fearing lunitics. Fallen or not...

Laswell: Friends-- A real nice lady, I like her wife.

Ghost-

Price: Friends-- After falling down to earth, the first job as a human both I and Johnny had was fighting alongside this man. He's an amazing man and soldier. I hope he doesn't get a bad fate.

Nikolai: Not good...- Fucking demon, he's going to hurt Price's soul... damange him to the point he'll go into the void. I won't bloody allow that. Price is one of the only humans I'll make sure heads to narvana.

Gaz: Fine-- Not as bad as the higher ranked demon, clearly a fledgling demon. Not much of a threat and if anything could possibly be turned into a blessed demon.

Soap: Lovers-- My love, the man I have fallen in love with and from heaven with. I would take gods heart out of he asked.

Laswell-- Friends: a good amazing lady who knows how to do her job. Her wife makes a mean pasta.

Soap-

Price: Friends-- A bloody great bloke to be around, if I were to fall down again i'd do everything the same. He has some bloody pipes on him when ever he thinks I'm in danger and risk of dying!

Nikolai: Unsure-- A high ranking demon, bloody hell... He's not good enough to be around Price >:[

Gaz: Friends-- A bloody great bloke! Wish he was a blessed demon. But he's fine the way he is. He's fun to mess around with. Drinking is quite fun.

Ghost: Lovers-- fucking love you Si... Would move the moon and earth for you and more.

Laswell: Friends-- she's cool, but mean, but cool.

Laswell-

Price: Friends-- Annoying prick in my side... Would kill for him though.

Nikolai: Mutals-- He's fine, hasn't done anything bad on earth yet... So he's fine in my books.

Gaz: Friends-- He's good kid. Hard working, I can see him becoming a blessed angel. And if not, That'll be fine as well.

Ghost: Friends-- He's a good man, hard working, devoted to his husband. Needs to wear a bell though. Appers out of the shadows often.

Soap: Friends-- he's a good man. Bloody annoying with how many times he's given Price heart attacks...

{{REDACTED}} (Mrs. Laswell the wife): Lovers- The missus, love her so much... Her beauty is more then heaven and the earth.

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For design's I'll doodle some stuff, I have idea's and I've been meaning to redraw a past failed project (angel ghost)

But I do have some firm idea's...

Nikolai's demon form has refrances to bull's and bears...

Gaz's demon form has refrances to bat and horse (this one is iffy.)

i think i'll have more firm idea's later on when I'm doodling them.

:3

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When Nikolai confesses what he and gaz are to Price I see it in a small library store owned by the demon. And Price just goes: "Had a bloody feeling..."

And Nikolai is just shocked from that, so is Gaz who falls form the ceiling.

They both shout, "HOW?!"

And Price just goes: "ye both bloody avoid spilt salt like it insulted your mother... and your eyes... they glow in the dark slightly with a red hue... unlike johnny's and simon's who have a white hue... had a bloody feeling."

And Nik and Gaz just turn to one another, before looking at price and Gaz asks, "and you love us both still?"

And Price goes and pulls them both into some heated kissing.

Lets just say when they got back to Price's house that night, not even the screams of hell could be that loud. AHA!

Anywayyyy thank you for my reading my rambling and ted talk.. Imma write some little stuff about this au when I'm not writing my other fics, and the designs will come when I'm not doodling my oc's and my friends (cause GOD one of my friends oc's is so fine. 😔)

If I do ad roach, it'll be another post and Imma learn how to link the two together... CAUSE GOD DAMN IT I LOVE ROACH, Roach and Graves... 😔

[x-snickersnap-x]

can someone explain to me where the curly hair ghost thing comes from? i love it i just have zero idea where it originates

bc samuel roukin's hair isnt that curly but we know that his appearance to ghost's isn't as one to one as the rest of the cast bc his eye/hair colors are shifted around a bit.. when do we see curly hair ghost.. i Must Know

[losersimonriley]

The “for Johnny” gun are you kidding me. Are you KIDDING ME. They really are pushing for revenge thirsty grieving widow Simon Riley

[piebank]

call of duty : stand alone complex insp X

[tempurafied]

i see my favorite cod artists draw ghoap and i feel like a victorian child getting bread i love ghoap nation

[aidenlydia]

Come get yall juice 09 Ghoap Nation. Full version on Mastodon or Ao3

[paintedimagery]

HAPPY NEW YEARS!!

Currently waiting on the countdown, so I drew this!

Happy New Year Ghoap nation >:)

[comradekitten45]

important question for the ghoap nation: what flowers should i put here? i was thinking lilies, daisies, or -oppose, but i would love to have some input from others!

[v4mpyr-b4ts]

How are we feeling tonight Ghoap nation

[tavysboy]

hello ghoap baby enjoyer nation.. i have an offer .

[beescrafting]

You Aren't My Lieutenant!

Chapter two let's gooooo!!!

You aren't My Lieutenant! - Chapter 2 - Beecraft - Call of Duty [Archive of Our Own]

Ghost has to deal with the pains of losing his best friend and brother, the anniversary of his death always hits him hard. But maybe, thanks to those around him, it'll be better.

But it wasn't.

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thank you @Naaebii for letting me refrance this post for this work! Ngtl due to having this as a reference I managed to finish the chapter in less then 3 days .w.

@tempestdivine another chapter and another slay.

[moody-alcoholic]

The Missing Piece

Chapter 13 - Family

Summary: Ghoap x Reader, throuple. 2.8k words. Reader is female (she/her), army nurse, non descript physical features, names used: Ashe.

CW: Child abuse, mentions of war, toxic family dynamic, fuck Jack, alcohol.

AN: This chapter does have some heavy topics so if you want to skip it due to the content warnings that’s fine. You CAN skip this chapter and not miss any of the main story notes. This is basically just a little backstory into Jack and the shenanigans his family have been up to. TLDR: It's okay of you skip this chapter, we still hate Jack, fuck him he’s a bad person.

Previous parts - masterlist - next AO3

Enjoy <3

Jack had always hated being told what to do, from a young age he would fight back. ‘A problem child’ his mother would say when he would kick up a fuss in public. ‘Just needs some strict discipline’ people would reply. Coming from a military family he learnt from a young age how to follow orders.

His family were very proud of the fact they could trace their family history all the way back to the civil war. Jack had never questioned what he would do in life, he always knew in this household when you turn 17 you’re joining the military. He just hated being told what to do, then one day it all changed.

He remembers it like it was yesterday, 14 years old, his parents where hosting a goodbye party for his brother who was about to be shipped off to war. A right of passage, someone to look up to. Jack did look up to his brother, he loved his brother, watching him walk around in his shiny new uniform being doted on by everyone was the first time Jack decided maybe the military was for him.

It was when his mother asked him to do something for her that he decided to kick up a fuss, he didn’t want to leave the party, didn't want to miss saying goodbye to his brother. 

“That boy needs some discipline!” His grandfather shouted at him pointing his cane. That was the only thing Jack remembered about his grandfather, the cane and the Vietnam War medals he would wear constantly. His mother screamed at him to listen making even more of a scene. 

“If I spoke to my mother like that my father would beat me! Young kids now-a-days have it too easy! You’ve all gone soft, God help our nation if these are the soldiers of tomorrow!” His grandfather barked. His mother embarrassed and frustrated attempted to drag him inside, it only made him fight harder.

Then his father came out of nowhere and gripped him by the collar despite his mothers pleas that ‘she can handle it.’ He was dragged into the kitchen thrown on the cold tile floor. 

“How dare you embarrass me like this!” His father yelled. Jack was used to his father yelling used to feeling the back of his fathers hand on his face. This time was different, this time his father was furious. 

“I hate you!” Jack shouted as he pulled his body off the floor. His fathers fist found his face knocking him off his feet and the wind out his chest. Before Jack could react his father was dragging him along the floor. He pulled the pantry doors open throwing Jack inside.

“You will stay in there and think about your actions! No son of mine will ever speak to me that way!” The door was slammed shut the deadbolt closed. Jack sat there in the dark his head throbbing as he sobbed.

...

His brother let him out, opening the door and bending down, Jacks eyes still raw from crying, his head still throbbing. 

“Chin up champ, dad doesn't mean it, he loves you really.” He said extending his arm out to help him up. 

“He hates me,” Jacks said burring his head back in his knees, ignoring the hand. 

“He doesn't hate you, he just gets mad sometimes.” 

“Take me with you.” Jack begged, his brother just laughed. 

“I’m going to a war zone, I don’t think they let kids come Jackie.” 

“Don’t call me that!” Jack shouted back, he hated being called Jackie, Jackie was a girls name. His brothers and cousins would call him that to tease him, he hated it. His brother laughed again walking into the pantry and sat next to him. 

“How about when I’m back I’ll take you on a trip somewhere? New York, we could spend the day there see all the sights.” 

“New York’s boring.” Jack said huffing. 

“Okay, what about DC? You love DC, we’ll go to all the museums spend the weekend stuffing our faces.” Jack smiled at his brother who smiled back.

“You have to be good though? No more kicking up a fuss, no more fighting with mom and dad. Be a good boy and we’ll go for the whole weekend?” His brother said nudging him. Jack smiled throwing his arms round his brother. It was a good hug, the type of brotherly love Jack missed. Jack promised to be good, promised to not fight with his parents. He kept his promise, learned to just do as he was told even if he didn’t like it. 

His brother never came home. They said it was a bomb, some kind of landmine, there wasn’t even a body to bring home. Jack remembers his mothers sobs late into the night, his father becoming more withdrawn and distant. His other siblings leaving home one by one, each with a look of dread on their faces when they were sent to fight the same war that killed their brother. When they all came home safe time after time Jack couldn’t tell if his dad was relieved or disappointed. 

“To die for your country is the greatest honour you will ever know. Your brother gave his life for our freedom, you will do the same.” His father said as Jack left for marine boot camp. Jack liked being a marine, enjoyed it, met Susan his wife a navy mechanic one tour. When he went back to the US to get married, it was the first time he had seen his dad be proud. 

“You did good son, you’ll be wanting to start a family no doubt.” Jack’s father said to him on his wedding day. 

“I think it’s time you got introduced to the family business, so you can provide for my grandchildren.” Jack looked at his father confused. Little did he know what kind of world he was about to get himself into. 

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“We need to get rid of 141, they’ve already shut down our operations in Iraq and Urzikstan, if they get our routes in Syria or Lebanon we’re in trouble.” Jacks father says. Jack wasn’t really paying attention, sipping his whisky looking out down at the garden of his in-laws house getting ready for the party below. 

“I thought you were handling it?” Jacks father-in-law, Albert asked. 

“We ran into some problems in Urzikstan.” 

“Anything we should be concerned about?” 

“No, it’s being delt with. We should focus our concerns on the Syria route, we can deal with the rest later.” Jack heard a glass being put down, he turned to look. His father and father-in-law were stood round a desk in Albert’s study looking through papers. Jack walked over to the desk his fathers eyes watching him. 

“You are ready for Syria?” He asked.

“Yes sir.” Jack replied. 

“Getting you that base used all my contacts, you’re lucky your father was able to get you the promotion so quickly.” Albert said filling his glass with another drink. Jack was happy he got the promotion and the base, a supply depot in the middle of Syria. It is mainly used as a medical facility for the surrounding bases and a restock depot.

Quiet and filled with supplies, supplies Jack would be responsible for selling to Al-qatala. It’s the first time he had been trusted to do something like this alone, without his fathers or his brothers help.

There was a knock at the door, Albert closed the files they were looking at and got up to answer it. Jack looked at his father sipping his drink, Albert was talking too hushed for Jack to hear. The music had started out in the garden, people must be starting to arrive. Albert came back to the table and finished his drink. 

“I am required to greet guests, I expect you to be down for my wife’s speech.” He says straightening his uniform out. Jack salutes him as he leaves. 

“Captain Price is going to be here tonight, I would assume he is bringing the rest of them with him. You should use tonight to get to know them, find their weaknesses.” Jacks father said.

“Are they really that much of a problem?” Jack asked. 

“They can become a problem very easily. Right now though we think we have thrown them off the trail.” Jacks father says finishing his drink. He pats jack on the shoulder putting the glass back on the drinks tray. 

“Don’t wait around too long Jack you’re expected to show your face at this event.” Jack nodded as his father left the room leaving Jack alone. He looked over at the folder, the one with all the intel collected on 141. He flipped it open seeing pictures, he needed to remind himself who to look out for. There was another knock at the door he quickly put the folders away leaving his glass and going to answer it. It’s his squad-mates-or since his promotion ex-squad-mates-they owed him one last favour though. 

“It wasn’t hard to get,” One of them says holding the gun out. Jack moves so they can come into the room. 

“Okay look, she needs to be gone before the speech starts and she needs stay gone for the whole night,” Jack explains. “The gun is to scare her only, that’s all you’re doing is scaring her.” They nod and the one with the gun tucks it away in his waist so it’s hidden. 

“Why are we scaring her again?” Jack hit’s him over the head tutting. 

“None of your business, you’re getting paid for it but only if she’s gone for the whole night.” Jack says.

“What can we do though? What if she screams or something?” Another one asks. 

“Gag her I don’t care, no marks on the face or arms though, in fact try to avoid leaving any evidence at all.” Jack says rubbing his temple. He starts to move them out the room.

“Come find me at the end of the night.” He says following them out. They head downstairs and Jack takes a moment to look at himself in the mirror in the hall, he always liked the way he looked in his formal’s, he likes the way it made him feel.

Jack always liked the power of being in control, and now with his father and father-in-law trusting him with this latest trade he felt more powerful then usual, he liked that, he smiled at himself in the mirror then headed out to the party. 

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Jack’s father walked up to him as he was mingling with some people. He felt the familiar squeeze on his arm. A sign to wrap up his conversation and move away from the crowd. He let his father lead him back over to the bar. 

“10 o’clock that’s Price, don’t stare.” His father said then ordered a drink. Jack turned to look his eyes scanning the crowd until he say him, he did recognised him, it’s his beard that gives him away.

“Who’s the guy with him?” Jack looking back at his father and ordering a drink. 

“Riley, his lieutenant, the guy greeting them is MacTavish.” Jack turned to look taking a sip of his drink. 

“Who’s the woman?” Jack asked looking back.

“Friend of Chloe’s, MacTavish is her plus one.” Jacks father replied finishing his drink and ordering another. 

“His girlfriend?” Jack asked, his father sighed, Jack knew that was his job to find out. 

“Is she military?” Jack asked, he expected a sigh back.

“Army nurse, that’s all I know.” Jacks father got up off the stool. The band started to die down as Jacks mother-in-law took to the stage. Jack was not listening but he did raise his glass and nod when she mentioned his name, pointing him out as people turned to look at him. Chloe was absent from the rest of her family, thank God something is going right and they’ve done their job.

He wanted to make his way round the crowd towards Price, talking to them would be a good start to get intel. When the speech was finished everyone clapped and he started to make his way over as the music picked up again. Jacks father had beaten him too it of course, already shaking hands with Price. Jack picked up the end of the friendly introductions. 

“This is my son Jack,” He introduces them and Jack shakes Price’s hand. Jack listens to his father talk as his eyes focus over each person, they seem harmless enough, one of them is missing Garrick, maybe he was somewhere else in the party. Jack felt a tap on his shoulder and he turned to look. It was one of his squad-mates. He squeezed his lips together grabbing him by the arm and leading him away from the crowd. 

“What the fuck are you doing here?” He asks. 

“There’s a problem, some girl came and caught us she took Chloe.” Jack feels his stomach drop, he quickly looks around.

“Where are the others?” He asks. 

“In the pool house, she gave Chris a bloody nose.” Jack dipped his head.

“Fucking hell, what did she look like?” Jack asks. 

“I-I don’t know,” He says stammering. Jack sighs.

“How drunk are you?” Jack says smacking the beer bottle out his hand. “If you saw her again could you point her out?” 

“Yeah,” He says sheepishly. Jack nods pulling him back to the crowd, he’s looking around as Jacks eyes fall back to Price and his father seemingly wrapping up their conversation as they shake hands again. 

“Her there.” He points suddenly, Jack slaps his hand down tutting but looking in the direction. He sees the movement in the crowd and manages to catch a glimpse. Shit. It’s the girl MacTavish came with.

“You sure it’s her?” He asks. 

“Yeah, that’s her.” 

“Are any of you sober?” Jack asks. 

“Brian’s only had one beer.” 

“Bring him to me and the rest of you say out of my sight.” Jack says waving him away. Jack waits around till Brian arrives. 

“Follow, and don’t have anymore to drink I need one of you to be sober.” Jack says as he leads him inside. There are some people mulling around mostly interacting with Jack’s mother in law. Jack finds a corner with Brian as they pretend to make conversation. After a few minutes he watches as Price leaves out the front door followed by Riley with the woman, MacTavish and Chloe. 

“Go get the car ready.” Jack says as he finishes his drink Brian nods slipping out the front door. 

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They follow them to an apartment building in Canary Wharf, everyone but Price leaves the car heading into the building. When Price drives away Jack reaches into the back of the car bringing out a laptop. Brian tries to make conversation Jack ignores him trying to find the mystery woman’s military file. Who was she and what connection does she have with 141?

According to all the intel they had she has no connection with them. She has to be a friend though. Jack was just about to give up when he saw something that caught his eye. A medical note for MacTavish, signed by an army nurse, now he had a name, he looked her up. 

“Oh that’s her.” Brian says pointing at the picture on the file. Jack smiled, now he has a name, and a location. He makes Brian drive him back to the party and finds his dad pulling him back into his father-in-laws office. He places the laptop down on the table with her file open. 

“Who’s she?” His father asks. 

“How we get intel on 141.” Jack explains the situation to his father, leaving out the hazing part. The whole time looking for any kind of approval in his fathers expression. 

“How do you know she’ll talk?” His father asks. 

“She doesn’t need to, it’s win win either way she’s a bargaining chip.” Jack says.

“How do you know she’s so important to them?” Jack paused for a second. 

“I have the boys watching their movements.” He says, somewhat of a lie. His dad sighs he seems unimpressed. 

“I’ll get her on your base, regardless if you can get info out her or not this can’t fuck up any of the deals we’ve made.” His father almost spits at him. 

“Yes, sir, of course not.” Jack’s father finishes his drink handing the glass to his son. He looks like he want’s to say something more instead he shakes his head leaving the room. Jack watches him leave then turns back to look at the file on the laptop, she had to be close to them, she had to be the key, and there are always multiple ways to get information from someone. Army nurse, he scoffs, she’ll be easy to break.  

Next part Banners by the-aesthetics-shop

[losersimonriley]

MWIII Spoilers

Idc what fandom hivemind says, I’m forever relieved we got what we did from Ghost at the end because they easily could have no homo’d it so hard but instead they chose to have Ghost kneel in Soap’s blood, touching his dead body, never saying a word the rest of the scene, chose to have Ghost be the one to possess Soap’s urn, to be the one to spread the ashes, and then chose the reward for completing the campaign to be the “Johnny” bar of soap/gravestone with ghost’s mask in the corner like what the fuck