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#*deep breaths*
crplpunkklavier · 3 months
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from 2 years ago, still hits. happy new year kids
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pastelbunnelby · 1 year
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Deep Breaths (John Price X Fem!Reader)
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Summary ~ John finds you after you get caught up in the Russian Gas.
Disclaimer ~ I do not own any Modern Warfare Characters.
Word Count ~ 1.1k
Warnings ~ Mentions of war, choking, poison, COD violence (I think that's it)
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Taglist ~ @redpool @nightingale-ghost-writer @simonae27 @dyzlks @iccedays
UNEDITED
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The last thing you remember was running toward Alex before an explosion went off a few yards in front of him and a green smoke began to fill the air around you. By the time you realized what it was, it was already too late, the poison gas was already filling your lungs.
You held your hand over your nose and mouth and stumbled forward into the green fog to try and find Farah and Alex, you had no clue where they were after you had been separated during the fight. Your eyes burned as the gas hit them, your lungs screaming at you to take a breath in and you knew you would need to listen to them.
Once you could no longer hold your breath in anymore you inhaled a deep breath and immediately began coughing, the gas causing your throat to burn and your head started spinning.
“Alex!” Your throat felt like it was shredding itself as you yelled, blindly stumbling into one of the ruined buildings.
It didn't take long for you to fall to your knees, your body finally giving into the gas that had filled your lungs. You rolled over onto your back and tried to sit up only to drop back down into the dirt each time you tried, another round of coughs wreaking havoc on your body. Your hands fumbled as you tried to find the radio on your vest to contact someone, Price was on his way here you just needed to hold out until then.
“Price?” You mumbled once you preceded the button in on the side of the radio.
“Y/n?”
“The gas!” that was all you were able to get out before your eyes began to drift shut, your lungs burning as more and more entered with each breath you took.
You could barely make out Price’s voice yelling at you through the radio before everything went black.
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Your eyes shot open and you began to panic, the arms on you holding you down causing you to fight back against them. Your heart was racing as you kicked your legs to try and get free, voices yelling at you but they all sounded muffled as you frantically tried to get them off of you.
“Y/n!” Two hands clamped down on your shoulders and shoved you back down, “Calm down! You're safe!”
You shook your head and continued to fight back your mind still reeling from the gas that you had inhaled, “let go of me!” You screamed, your voice sounding hoarse.
“Hold her down!” The same voice from before yelled again.
Another set of hands held onto your legs stopping your panicked movements which only caused you to struggle more.
“Let me go!” You tried to break your legs free but it was no use.
A face came into view and you recognized it just before a sharp pain filled the side of your neck, “Price?”
Everything started to slow down around you, your mind feeling sluggish before you drifted off into unconsciousness again.
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When you finally woke up again it was much less jarring to you than the first time.
Your eyes opened and you blinked them slightly to get used to the lights shining down on you, as soon as you started to sit up two hands pressed down on your shoulders forcing you to lay back down.
“Easy there Y/n,” Price’s voice grabbed your attention from beside you.
You furrowed your brows and started over at him, “What happened?”
“Hadir released the Russian gas, you got caught in it.” He pulled his hands off of you and sat down on the cot beside yours, “Didn't think we’d be able to get you breathing again when we found you.” He leaned forward with his elbows on his knees.
“What do you mean Hadir released it?” You were practically whispering, your throat felt like you had downed a shot of boiling water.
“Hadir stole the gas.”
You tried to recall the events from before you passed out but your brain was still fuzzy, “Alex and Farah?” You looked back at the man.
“They're fine, Hadir got them into the bunker and gave ‘em gas masks, they're fine.” He reassured you.
Your hand went to your neck and rubbed the small sore spot there, “How did I get back here?”
“Gaz found you, we got you into the chopper and stuck you with an adrenaline stim.”
You blinked, your head still in a dazed state, “I don't remember.” You shook your head as you tried desperately to remember anything about the events before you passed out.
Price leaned over and grabbed a hold of your hand, “You stopped breathing a couple times, medic said you're gonna feel pretty out of it for a while.” He started down at your hand in his own, “You had me worried for a while.”
You noticed his all-black attire and the night vision goggles on his head and frowned, “Where are you going?”
“The Wolf’s safe house, the Russians have Hadir.”
You moved to sit up again only for your head to start spinning again, “Just give me a few minutes here, and I’ll be good to go.”
Price stood up and moved so he could put a hand on your shoulder, “You're staying here.”
“What?”
“Medics won't clear you for field work right now, I won't either.” His hand fell back down to yours and squeezed your finger, “I can't have you out there if all I'm going to be doing is worrying if you're okay.”
“John, you worry about me on every mission I go on.”
He sighed, “Yes, but I can't send you out there like this sweetheart.”
You wrapped your fingers around his wrist and tugged on it, “You’ll be safe?”
“I always am.” He smiled and leaned down to kiss you.
The kiss was quick, but so were most of yours when you two were on base considering you tried to keep your relationship under wraps. You didn't mind though, as long as you got him at the end of the day you were happy.
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muffingnf · 3 months
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george linking the youtube channels of people who havent spoken to him in months in the description . the golo demons within me are growing stronger by the minute
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secretsstash · 3 months
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Trying to put my anxieties and fears to the side and remind myself that yes, the future is scary, yes things could always fall out from under me, and yes, my sleep has been terrible, but I am blessed, my loved ones are alive, and on my 30th birthday I’m going to hold a koala, so my life is still good.
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matzahstein · 3 months
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love tumblr photographers. the saving grace of fandom nerds reblogging slews of content comes in the occasional aesthetic picture of trees under the sunset
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dailybrittanysnowpics · 6 months
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kleosi-willowy · 1 year
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neverquiteeden · 6 months
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when you fall across someone with the same obsession with Holmes as you, so you ask them what they think of Irene adler and they go "Depends which version I love her sm in general tho tbh especially in the Robert Downey Jr sherlock and I truly do believe sherlock was in love with her ik its argued that due to his lack of emotion he cant love someone but I truly feel like he loved irene there was definitely a deep connection between the pair "
Did you.... did you read the books????? DID YOU READ THE BOOKS??????!!!!!!
And now I have to pretend to be normal
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asleep-and-afraid · 9 months
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when i say im in tears.
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thedreadpiratecam · 10 months
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Enjoy a minute of quiet relaxing brought to you by Rainy Day at a Train Station
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brigittefitzgerald · 7 months
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my wig came!!! i need some glue and a wig cap and probably to cut some length off but ..WHY DID I CUT MY HAIR SHORT….
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soulwr1ter · 1 year
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I can't read silence. I can't interpret mist when I was born in sunshine. I am a flower that blooms in rain opening her petals to release the wild flicker of her radiant, harpsichord dreams. I can feel you and I can hear you, but your voice is distant, a fading echo over a curved edge of my memory. This space, I despise it. I wish to burn it, bridge it with stars, but where do I start to make you hear all this love that lights my heart in your name. Why do you seem so far away? How I long to touch you, but the only thing that I feel is tears that do not fill this ache in me. I want to start in the place where we began to begin again stronger than before with you, it has always been you. How to do that when you won't listen and how betraying it feels to be left dying by the coldness of your predilection? Don't you know that iciness will make you lose the one thing you wanted to hold on to more than anything? I am beginning to lose my belief in the quality of your truth since the moment I have been faced with the weight of your indifference. You said I was guarded, but maybe I am also just mirroring you who has not even dared to stick your toes in past the shallow waters? I can not be fed by flesh, only by soul. Why did you exert your will over me expecting to break me or bend me from where I stand with daring to discuss anything? Do you know what I have lived through before I met you? Do you know that nobody can take me from me? I refuse to lose myself. Your words and actions are not aligning, can we get on the same page once again? I don't know. I would like to try although for someone who swore never to hurt me, you have hurt me more than anybody with this silence that tears the flesh from my soul. Be mad and rant or even yell, but don't give me this deafening quiet. Say something. Give me your uncertainty. Give me your fear to strengthen us. My fragile strength is gone and now I am just raw. Don't kill us and all the beauty we have been thus far, with the depths of your inability to show what you feel in the fear of hurting when the losing will hurt more. You know and I know that the only one whose words could ever live inside me were yours, that is the link that united us. My colors only came alive in your hands with the kiss of the breath of your gaze. At this point, my dreams are sleeping and my wings are breaking. You want me to sacrifice all of me when you will barely give an inch. Love is a compromise and only a fool lives this life thinking he can control it. For years I lost the ability to cry and now because of you, I cry all the time. I made the decision to trade my halo to love a self proclaimed devil, maybe I deserve to be burned to ashes with the chance for us to rise again.
-J.Wool, Kill Us in Silence, Breaths of the Soul
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littlelodell · 5 months
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I think we (I) just need to get a very good night's sleep to be emotionally prepared for whatever might happen in the coming days. What a wreck.
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It’s ok if all you’re doing is staying afloat.
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