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the uk and ireland is experiencing a heatwave so here’s what i think the derry girls would say about it🤝🫡
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pastelbunnelby · 1 year
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Impressions (Simon “Ghost” Riley X Fem!Reader)
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Summary ~ You’re hurt on a mission.
Disclaimer ~ I do not own any Modern Warfare characters.
Word count ~ 1.6k
Warnings ~ COD violence, blood, explosions, no use of Y/n
Modern Warfare Masterlist
Tag List ~ @redpool
UNEDITED
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It was supposed to be a simple hostage exchange, get to the drop point switch hostages with the Russians, and then get out of there. Things didn't go as planned though and now you and the rest of 141 were fighting for your lives in the middle of an ambush.
“Price! You were right!” You called out to the captain through your radio, “This was an ambush!”
You ducked back down below the balcony wall while you switched the magazines in your gun, bits of wood flying off the railing behind you from the bullets hitting it.
The Russian prisoner you were bringing to exchange had been the first one to die when everything went to hell. Dozens of Russian soldiers came out of the trees and swarmed the small village forcing you all back to where you now were. Ghost, Gaz, and Soap were somewhere on the ground while you and Price had taken up sniping positions in geo different houses.
“I do hate always being right.” Price said just before you saw his hat peek up from the window of the house he was in.
You chuckled lightly as you aimed down the scope of your rifle and picked off another soldier, “It's the burden you must bare sir.”
Yelling from the other side of the village was cut off by loud gunfire from Ghost, the masked man appearing out of the corner of your eye where he pressed his back to a shed not too far from your building.
“Any update on backup Price?” Ghost looked up to the balcony you were on before looking toward Price.
Price sighed, “We are on our own here Simon.”
That's what you were afraid of.
“Looks like we are here for the long haul boys.” You shifted your position so you were laying prone on the splintered wood balcony and the barrel of your gun was peeking through below the railing, “Get comfortable.”
Stray bits of your hair stuck to the sweat on your forehead as you took out soldier after soldier, your ammo supply slowly dwindling.
“How’s it looking up there ?” Ghost called up to you.
Movement at the far end of the village caught your eye before you could answer causing you to turn your scope toward it, a large armored truck was moving towards the village.
“I got eyes on a TAC-V heading right for us.” You moved your hand to hold down the call button on the radio.
“Captain, we don't have the firepower to take that thing out,” Gaz replied.
Your hand went to the pack at your side where your last two magazines sat, “My ammo’s about dry up here.”
“Soap and Gaz, flank around the left side and get on that truck, drop a grenade in it and show it we mean business.” Price began explaining his plan to you, “You two you stay back and cover them from here.”
A chorus of ‘yes sirs’ sounded through the earpiece before you watched Soap and Gaz start to make their way around the buildings.
“I'll be your eyes in the sky Johnny,” You lead your gaze in front of the two men, watching for any men who could get a jump on them.
You followed the two of them until they were out of your site behind a building and then turned your attention back to taking out the soldiers. Before you could pull the trigger on your next target Price’s voice came through your earpiece.
“Get out of the building now!” You didn't need to ask why when you saw the RPG launch from the ground on the other side of the village.
A loud curse left your lips as you heard Ghost scream at you to move. You left the rifle on the ground and scrambled to your feet in an attempt to get as far away from the missile's impact as possible. You ran back into the house and aimed for the stairs, your foot stepping onto the first step just as the missile hit the house.
Everything that happened next seemed like it was happening in slow motion. The impact of the missile on the house blew up the balcony you had been on just moments before it hit, the force from the blast sending you flying into the wall and knocking you unconscious as you fell to the first floor of the house.
You didn't know how long you were unconscious but when you finally came to all you could hear was the high-pitched ringing in your ears. The blurry image of Ghost’s mask as he carried you out of the burning house was all you could make out before your vision went black again.
The second and final time you came to you were laying on the ground behind the house you had just been in, Ghost knelt beside you firing at the soldiers who were coming around the side of the house, his large form blocking most of it from view.
You couldn't hear anything that was going on around you over the ringing in your ears, the sound was nearly deafening to you as you clutched your head and tried to sit up. Ghost turned back around you to face you, his mouth was moving under his mask but you couldn't hear what he was saying and continued your attempt to haul yourself to your feet.
His hand pressed down on your shoulder and forced you to lay back down while he shook his head, he seemed to realize that you couldn't hear a thing he was saying to you. You could faintly hear him speaking to you but you could only pick out words here and there.
A burning pain began to erupt at your side and your entire body tensed up as your brain finally caught up with your injuries.
“You need to hold still.” Ghost’s voice shocked you as your hearing began to return.
You groaned as your hand moved along your side and you raised it, your glove and sleeve now stained a bright red, “It hurts.” You didn't care how pathetic you sounded.
Ghost’s eyes landed on your own, “You hear me now?” He asked as his hands moved over your side.
You nodded quickly as another wave of pain flooded your body, “What is it?” You could barely get the words out.
“Shrapnel in your side, mostly small bits of wood but it's a lot.” His arm moved around to his side where he pulled something from his pocket before turning back to his current task, “If you’da been any closer to that blast you'd be dead.”
Your head was pounding as you stared up at the sky, “The TAC-V...” Your voice trailed off as a muffled cry left your mouth.
“Soap and Gaz took care of it.” His hand stopped at your side as he looked back at you, “Deep breath, this is gonna hurt.”
Your eyes widened a moment before you sucked in a breath, Ghost pulled a small shard of wood out of your side and your hand clamped down on his leg as the pain hit you.
“Such a gentle touch.” You attempted to crack a joke as you squeezed your eyes shut and blinked back tears.
Ghost laughed, the sound shocking you enough that you froze, “These hands are trying to keep you alive, gentle or not.” He pressed down on the radio strapped to his chest, “Price, she’s stabilized but she needs a doctor.”
Your earpiece had either fallen out or broken during the explosion so you didn't hear what the response was. Ghost nodded before his hand fell onto yours that was still squeezing his knee.
“Soap and Gaz commandeered us a truck, they're coming to pick us up so we can get the hell out of here.” He grabbed onto your hand and squeezed it, “Get somewhere we can get you patched up better.”
You nodded slowly, “Thank you,” You put on the best smile you could given your current condition, “For pulling me out of there.”
“You woulda done the same for me.”
Ghost’s eyes snapped towards a noise coming around the house, his hand leaving yours to grab his gun. His body visibly relaxed when a truck came around the corner, Gaz behind the wheel waving at you both.
“How’s she doing Simon?” Price asked as he jumped out of the back of the truck and made his way over.
You gave him a weak thumbs up as Ghost moved toward you, “Think you can take a little more pain?” You knew what he meant, they needed to get you in the truck and that was going to hurt.
You sighed and nodded, “What’s a little more?”
“Atta girl.” Ghost hummed as he moved one arm around your back and the other under your knees before standing and lifting you.
The pain flared through your entire body and a muffled cry left your mouth as Ghost carried you to the back of the truck. Soap was at the back and helped Ghost lay you down and move you toward the back of the truck bed.
“How cool did that explosion look Soap?” You glanced at the sergeant as he pulled the truck bed closed.
Ghost walked to the back of the bed and sat down beside you, he gently lifted your head so it was resting on his leg instead of the truck bed.
“It was cool after we knew you weren't dead.” Soap smacked the side of the truck signaling Gaz to start driving.
“It was pretty bloody cool looking.” Ghost mumbled.
“The Ghost thought it was cool, I’d say it was worth it.” You smiled faintly.
“If impressing me is that important then please stick to less deadly means of doing so.”
“Where’s the fun in that Simon?”
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"What my eyes cannot see, my heart feels."
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