CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE - BY @wombywoo
I am just absolutely blown away by @wombywoo 's brilliant talent. Wayy beyond my expectations. I have no words.
Please go to their page to support their art and commission a piece of work if you are able to!! Or reblog (with credit!!)
Thank you so so so so so much for accepting my request 🥺🥺🥺
PAIRING: David 'Hesh' Walker x F!Reader
SYNOPSIS: Ten years is a long time to be alone.
WORD COUNT: 18.7k
WARNINGS: Angst, gore, canon typical violence, stitches & needles, death, fluff, puppy love type stuff, mutual pining, Hesh being adorable, Ghosts timeline
A/N: Back to my roots with 30+ page works.
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God I loved everything about this
I love hobie brown. I wish british people were real..
We got you!
Tf is his waist so small for
I am unwell
The man’s a Dorito:
Wide top, skinny waist.
He’s a snack, in multiple meanings of the word.
10 or 11 little ducks have been spotted crossing the dash board
Summary: When the 141 has to make a choice between saving you or a fellow sniper, you know that your time has come to an end.
A/N: This was meant to be a short filler and now it's like 4.5k long. Hope you're all happy.
Category: Angst || Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: Graphic Language | Graphic Violence | Gun Violence | Graphic Description of Injury
The ringing in your ears woke you up.
It was a high-pitched squeal that scrambled your thoughts and made your head pound. You couldn't think straight, you couldn't get past the overwhelming dizziness whenever you tried to raise your chin.
Blood stung your eyes. Your chest burned. You hadn’t been in this much pain in years, every pinch of your nerves prodded at long-forgotten childhood memories. They were things that had been left behind from before you enlisted, things that no longer mattered. What mattered was that you were tied to a chair and barely breathing.
You were going to die here.
And nobody was coming to save you.
Oh man 🥹
This one really squeezed my heart. This is so beautiful.
“I'd follow you anywhere. We both know it," he huffed, that dark gaze pinning your soul to your chest.
Simon Riley knew the kind of person you were, right at your very core, and he still chose to love you. He still chose to hold your hand and dry your tears with nothing but pure reverence in his gaze.
You realized then and there, that you were valued. You were enough.
Being able to relate to Sunshine so much too?! Ugh. Crying.
🫶 just beautiful. Very well done.
@stararch4ngelqueen i cannot stop thinking about the kiss ask you got omg had to doodle this
i'm begging you for some Keegan angst🙏🏼 like perhaps he and his s/o get split up during an ambush; their s/o goes MIA and when they're finally found, they're badly injured,,, something like that. maybe some fluff/comfort at the end
happy holidays!🎊
Pairing: Keegan P. Russ x F!Reader
Synopsis: It was poetic the way the bullet ripped through your flesh – the spray of blood that exploded from you with high velocity. How will Keegan react when he realizes that he has to leave you behind?
Word Count: 10.8k
Warning: Angst, fluff, blood & gore, torture, Keegan calls you 'Kid' a lot, happy ending
A/N: This was supposed to be done about two days ago but I decided I hated it so I re-wrote the last half (might have switched a few things around). Enjoy, Anon, and thanks for the request. Also, not quite sure on the exact characterization of Keegan yet but I'm getting there. Slowly.
possible results include: stabbing, cannibalism, frogs, blogging from Mariana Trench and being god 💖
please tag what you got!
HIS VOICEEEEE … I should be working but here I am, feeding my delusions 😏
Fun & Games.
