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sleepyconfusedpotato · 10 months
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⚔️ MWII (2022) Character Ages (as of 2022) ⚔️
I was on a character age brainrot back in January and now It's back because of @angelsarewatching so I'm gonna go ahead and post this on Tumblr. Tell me what you think tho and discussions are open!
🐑 Gen. Shepherd - Around late 50s, Pushing 64. I searched it up and apparently, the mandatory retirement age for all general officers is 62, in some cases 64. But if he got into the recommendation list after Brigadier General (O-7), it's allowed to be more than 62. He's a Lt. Gen, so that's O-9. Also, Glenn Morshower (Shepherd's actor) is 64 so let's go with that.
🧠 Laswell - 47-ish. At MOST 55. (Rya Khilstedt is 52. AMAZING BEAUTIFUL SHOW -STOPPING)
🚁 Nikolai - 45 as well. I would go with 48 though.
🪦 Graves - 40. He gives Texan cowboy energy. I just know he's an old dude and is actually older than the rest of the gang.
🛖 Alejandro and 🦂 Valeria - 37. Maybe 38. I don't know at what age someone could make the rank Colonel 'cause that's quite high up the ladder. (They might as well be older than Price. Shit, they might be 40.)
🚬 Price - 37 (Canon) c. 1985.
🐎Rudy - 36. He's been close with Alejandro for 20 years now. Assuming they're bestest of friends and knew each other even before military, Rudy would be around 36/37 as well.
💀 Ghost - 35 or lower. As far as I know, lieutenants are usually young, unless he enlists first before a few years later he went to the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst (RMAS). OR. His preference and efficiency of working alone are far better for use on the battlefield. The higher you are in the ranks, the more soldiers you are responsible for. So the higher-ups might purposefully don't promote him (and he prefers and agrees to it as well) so that he can continue working alone rather than leading a squad. He surely can lead a team, but he's better at doing shit alone. Crazy theory but hey, it's fiction.
🦿Alex - 35 (Alex was a Delta Force until 2013. Assuming he's around 26 when he finally goes to the CIA, that means he's around 32yo in 2019 and 35yo in 2022)'
🔭 Hadir - 33/34 (Canon) 1989/1990. I’m choosing 34 tho since in the ‘Hometown’ mission he was almost a teenager.
☀️ Farah - 30 (Canon) January 12th 1990.
🧢 Gaz - 26 (Canon). The bio says he enlisted in the British Army in 2014. Assuming Gaz finished high school first, he must’ve enlisted when he was 18yo. That means he was 23yo in MW19 and 26yo in MW22. 
🧼 Soap - 26 (Canon). He’s canonically the youngest one in Task Force 141. The bio mentioned that his cousin is in SAS and he often time visits the base. Setting aside the fact that the cousin brought a fucking kid to a top-secret base, lil’ Johnny must’ve been like “I DON’T WANNA GO TO SCHOOL I WANT TO BE AN SAS SOLDIER” and he canonically LIED about his age. Apparently, he went in when he was 16 but got caught several times, until finally when he was 18 he got in. 
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That's it folks! Tell me what you think (。・∀・)ノ゙
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From left to right
Nikolai
Captain John Price
Lt. Simon 'Ghost' Riley
Sgt. Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick
Corporal Edouard 'Grizzly' Petit (OC)
Sgt. John 'Soap' MacTavish
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sofasoap · 6 months
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Yankee 7 and his Lastochka - by @wombywoo
My original character, Freya ' Mini ' MacTavish and Nikolai from Call of Duty.
Thank you again for the lovely art! I am amazed again and again by your excellent skill and Oh.. words can't express how much I love it 🥺🥺
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daordinarylinchen · 16 days
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....and a commission😚😚it was my first time drawing nikolai and price не судите строго
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gothicflowers · 3 months
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For all my Nikolai lovers go listen to Velezibob on Reddit. His audios are Incredible and reminds me of Nikolai😍
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local-crying-boy · 15 days
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John Price X Nikolai X Fem!Reader
𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭
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Pairing: John Price X Nikolai X Fem!Reader
Genre: One-shot, smut
Warnings: choking, smut, threesome, no specified pronouns but p in v sex
Summary: John and Nikolai get back from deployment and they have missed you greatly
Word Count: 352
A/n: A short one since I can’t be assed to write a whole smut, but I couldn’t get this out of my head :)
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You weren’t surprised when Nikolai and John came home overly affectionate, you never really were. It was not out of the usual when the pair of them came home after long days or busy days, hands immediately heading for your body, lips peppering soft kisses all over your face.
So, of course, when you ended up in bed, Nikolai behind you and Price in front of you, you were not surprised.
It didn’t take all that long either. Quick and meaningful kisses in between all the ‘I missed you’s and ‘I love you’s, gentle hands running along your body as you hugged, undoubtedly and inevitably turned into sloppy kisses, gentle hands turning into groping and harsh grabbing.
It was only a matter of time when you would end up in bed with them, just like you did most of the time.
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───
“Ah, fuck…” You whimpered out quietly, head hung back on Nikolai’s shoulder, his hand was around your neck as the other one squeezed your breast.
You could feel John slowly thrust in and out of you from the front, a hand grabbing and squeezing your breast as the other one rubbed and fondled with your thigh. Your long, soft moans only encouraged John to continue the unhurried rocking of his cock in your wet pussy.
Nikolai shushed you quietly, his lips just by your ear, the hushed noise sent shivers down your spine. “Relax, моя любовь…”
Although his words were to encourage you to stop your body from shaking and squirming, John’s slow thrusts only caused you to become more impatient, even more squirmy.
“You’re just perfect for us.” John groaned out against your lips as he leaned in, before planting soft and gently kissed your lips. “Just… perfect, all for us.”
You heard the gravelly, deep voice of Nikolai’s in your ear, his accent only causing chills down your spine with the mixture of the Russian accent and his deep voice. “C’mon, Любовь… Relax for us..”
“F-fffuck..” You breathed out once Nikolai’s grip around got tighter, not too much that it restricted you from breathing, but enough to make you lightheaded.
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queermentaldisaster · 2 months
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Zeus, who, the moment his hair started giving him bad dysphoria, decided to take one of the electric razors at Laswell's house and attempted to give himself a mohawk like Soap's.
Laswell's wife found him crying in the bathroom with his hair so messed up that it had to be shaved off. She handed him to Nikolai, who came over in the helo to pick up Zeus and take him back to the base, with the words: “He tried to give himself his first haircut. Please reassure him that you're not going to be mad at him.”
The whole ride back to base, Nikolai had his son sitting in his lap, sobbing about how mad Price would be.
The moment they landed, Nikolai walked right into the briefing room, in the middle of the debriefing, and handed Zeus to Price with the words: “it's your turn now.”
Price, who was actually in the middle of the debriefing with his boss, Laswell, and the rest of the 141, had to stop everything to comfort his sobbing son.
And the Major is just standing there, at the head of the table, trying not to laugh, because he remembers the days when he'd randomly get a call from his wife about something their daughter had done, and she needed his reassurance that he wouldn't be mad.
Tags: @thejacketscloset @forestshadow-wolf @bringinsexybackk69
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powderrr · 2 months
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Gaz simply fell asleep on Nikolai's shoulder. The guy is too tired, and Nik doesn’t mind being the sergeant’s pillow.
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Газ просто уснул на плече Николая. Парень слишком устал,а Ник не против побыть подушкой сержанта.
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deflatednikto · 1 month
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Can you imagine how terrifying but exciting stalker!nikolai would be?
That man would be able to find you anywhere and anytime he wants. He could watch you without you even having a suspicion that someone is close to you. He could probably control his own narrative well too, he would seem like such a normal guy if you ever bumped into him and crossed paths.
Stalker!nikolai would absolutely be able to manipulate and gaslight you into falling in love with him after stealing your underwear while you were at work and setting up cameras in your bedroom and bathroom to watch you.
But even if you caught onto the fact someone is stalking you, you won’t ever escape him. You move home? He’ll find you. He’ll probably know the moment you sign a new lease. Try to change your name? He’ll have his own copy of your court documents. File a police report? Too bad, Nik is already erasing the report or closing it.
Stalker!nikolai either gaslights you into falling for him or drives you to insanity and isolation before swooping in and taking you as his own.
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More Nik headcanons! This does NOT include spoilers for the new game! I'm not super happy with how this turned out, (it hasn't been edited and it's a little all over the place) but I needed to get something out so here it is! As always, these are just my own opinions so no worries if you disagree. Please don't hesitate to let me know if any of these are harmful in anyway. Have a wonderful day <3
Part 1 here!
• Takes great pride in how he looks and dresses. Invests in high quality clothes (not necessarily designer though) and hygiene products. Probably something do to with the control it allows him plus he's already got a rough job. Might as well be comfortable and look good if shits gonna hit the fan.
• I do think that gold chain has some sentimental value to him. Even sees it as a good luck charm. In my relationship hcs of him I love to see it as a gift from his SO. It is with my oc at least.
• This one's kind of... random and out of the way but he seems like he'd be good at chess, even though he rarely, if ever, plays it. Not good at checkers though. No clue why or how
• Knew Yegor when he (Yegor) first started dealing in arms and cigs, but it wasn't until after Yegor got on Zakhaevs bad side they really were able to get close. Nik probably helped him get away from Z. I wouldn't be surprised if that's part of the reason he's so loyal to Nik when he ends up joining Chimera. That, and Nik seems like the type of person to help with Yegors kids
• Speaking of Yegor, because of his experience dealing in arms he often helps Nik with that side of Chimera. Probably is the stand in leader while Nik's running around with Price
• Chimera is his pride and joy. He treats it very well and is incredibly careful about his deals and who he hires. Very few people outside the group know where the main base is. (TF141 and Laswell, for example)
• Sees the members of Chimera as his family and will die protecting them. Syd, Iskra, Krueger, Yegor, Farah, all of them. Knows their likes and dislikes by heart, helps them through hard times (and there's a lot given their jobs), jokes around with them, etc. etc.
(P.S. Used Yegor a lot here because he was in MW19, but I'll definitely include the others in later posts!)
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I am sure fixing heavy machinery and weaponry without a t-shirt is neither wise nor safe but it sure is eyecandy
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sofasoap · 5 months
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Lastochka AU - Seven Seas - 1
Pairing : Nikolai x F!Reader ( OC/Mini MacTavish)
Summary: Going against the odds of society's expectation and prejudice, you made a name for yourself as Lady Fortuna of the sea. but one day ....
AU to my Lastochka series
WARNING: Mature Theme. swearing. violence. inaccurate period/historical depiction. or languages. or facts. everything.
A/N : Well, I started another AU. Thanks to @gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot's mouth frothing render of Buccaneer!Nikolai. Please go check out her wonderful renders and story :D and oh... this was suppose to be part of the 141 challenge ooops I was tooooo late. sorry @glitterypirateduck! oops.
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“Pirate! Starboard!!” 
“Captain! They are getting closer!!” 
You knew this wasn’t going to be an easy journey. You had a hunch about it the moment you boarded the ship.  And usually your hunch never fails you. 
“That’s a Schooner. They might look small, but they will catch up to us no matter what we do. We will never outran that ship.”  you heard the Captain mumbling, as he looked through his telescope, trying to identify the ship.  
Putting down the telescope he sighed. “The only chance of escaping is to face them.”
Treasurer might be a government commissioned ship, but being a merchant ship and designed to carry cargo and goods, it was never equipped with the heavy cannon or artillery like the naval battle ship. A chill runs down your spine. They have no choice but let the pirate board the ship and fight them in close combat. 
“Arm yourself! Ready for battle!” The Captain yelled at the crews,before he turned around and escorted you back to your resting quarter. “Lady MacTavish, you will be safer down there than up here. Go.” 
You wanted to argue with him but you know better than disobeying a Captain’s command. 
This is probably the first time you have met with real danger on the sea after years of sailing. 
You started sailing with the merchant ship from the day you became of age. 
You have begged and bribed your father for years to be a passenger to sail on one of the merchant ships that sails from Port Inbhir Nis to London, delivering the orders of whisky and woven goods from your parent’s distillery and farm to the clients down south.
“Please Da! I have never been to London before! Besides, Johnny will be there too, you have nothing to worry about.” you begged. 
Lord MacTavish sighed. Putting down the document he was reviewing, he leaned in, clasped his hand and frowned. He looks straight into your eyes, tries to reason with you. 
“You know how superstitious the crews are about taking women onboard a ship…” he started.
“I can pretend to be a man!” you countered. 
“Not that easy you know..” 
“I got an idea!” you clap your hand together, as another excuse comes up. “Social season is starting soon in London, So…”
“You can get there by land….”
“Will be too late. You know how long it takes! Plus my bottom will be so sore by the end of the journey…”  
“Language, Mini.” your father warned. “You've never been on a ship or boat before..” “River boat Da, I've been on a river boat once.” “Fine. once. But the open sea is a totally different business. The unforgiving waves, the danger…” 
“Da. After growing up with Johnny, do you think anything will faze me?”
“... True.” 
“Just remember to behave a bit more like a lady….”  not waiting for him to finish his words, you surge forward and give him a big hug. 
“Oh thank you Da! Thank you!” you pepper kisses on your father’s face, all excited. You knew your father wouldn’t say no to you. You have always been the jewel in their eyes, their precious little gem. You were brought on in a very unconventional way compared to the other noble ladies. Sure, you have learn how to read, write, etiquettes, languages and sewing like other girls, but you also run around like a wild goose with your older brother Johnny, learning how to fight, use swords and roll around in mud, climbing trees, all the un-lady like things you can think of? You’ve done it. 
“I hope I am making the right decision… Now just try to convince your Ma…”He mumbled as he patted your back. 
He manages to find a merchant ship that is willing to take you onboard, after paying a nice sum of money to the Captain and the crew to take a young lady and a few of the servants onboard with them.  
When you reached London at the end of the journey, the Captain was amazed how smooth sailing the trip was.
“I have been going up and down this stretch for the last fifteen years, I have never,ever had a more uneventful but smooth sailing journey than this!” 
Second, third, and fourth journey was the same. Rumours started to spread that contrary to the superstition, you were a lucky charm, a sure guarantee for a fast and safe journey.
Suddenly everyone is fighting to take you onboard. To your parents’ surprise. They would have thought you will be giving up on the “sailor’s game” by now but instead you have come home with your brother blabbering how much fun you had and all the invitations you have received from various Captains for more journeys in the future. 
They reluctantly let you continue on after they discovered people were willing to pay good money to have you onboard. You were also helping to manage your father’s business by dealing and expanding clientiles in London, also sometimes going across the channel, into the continents. 
You slowly made a name for yourself not just being Lady MacTavish, but Lady Fortuna, lady luck, the one who brings good fortune and safety for anyone who travels with you. 
Gossips spread within the social circles. Good gossip, bad gossip.
Good gossips of how other ladies are envious of you, how much freedom your parents gave you despite being a lady, being a woman. 
Bad gossips of how you must have slept around to gain so many favours and names amongst the merchants and sailors, how you were only just a northern barbarians 
But you ignore the rumours. You were just happy you have become an independent woman. Even with reassurance from Johnny he would look after you in the unfortunate event of both of your parents passing, you don’t want to be dependent on anyone. You don’t want to be a burden. What if Johnny’s future spouse hates you and kicks you out of the house? 
How many times have you witnessed yourself the stories of young ladies with not a penny under their name, ditched by their siblings after their parents passing, nearly ending up on the street. You were glad she was in the position of wealth and social status to reach out to help resettling those girls, helping them to find a respectable job to bring in some income.
You are proud of what you have managed to achieve. And you are thankful for your family’s support, no matter how reluctant they are at the beginning.
And for years, things have been peaceful… until today.
Well, if your father knows the dire situation that is happening right now, he probably regrets the decision he made way back to them to let you step onto ships. 
The sound of crews yelling and running around on the main deck was getting more frantic as the minute went by. 
Your poor young maid huddles in the corner of the room, shaking and sobbing. This was the young girl’s first time on a ship, after hearing your reputation, she eagerly volunteered to accompany you on the journey, never expecting to be in such a dire situation. 
“Aye, to hell. I cannot just sit here like a damsel in distress…” you came to the conclusion after pacing up and down in the small room while listening to the yelling and screaming up on the deck. 
You open your trunk and throw all the clothes onto the bed as you dig right to the bottom. 
“Ah here it is.” you dragged the Claymore out from the bottom of the trunk. You never thought this day would have come. Johnny had insisted you pack the sword for each of your travels (to your Ma’s aghast). 
“I just wish I never have to use this thing…” 
“Neither do I, my dear sister. But, if anything happens, I wouldn’t be there to protect you, but it comforts me that you will be well equipped, and show those enemies what a Scottish lass can do.” 
“Here, take this.” You shove the fork and knife that was left on the table from meal time into your crying maid’s hands. “Lock and block the door after I go out, and go hide under the bed or closet. Understand??”
“But my Lady…” 
“That’s an order. Follow it.” you gave her no room to argue and marched out the door.
You storm up the staircase, dragging the sword behind you. You pushed open the double door that leads towards the upper deck. 
You were greeted with the chaotic sight of yelling, screaming and the metal sound of swords clashing together. No one seems to have noticed you emerging from the door as they were all focused on fighting their enemies. You would be lying if you said you aren’t scared witless. But what else can you do? You are in the middle of the sea, nowhere to escape, instead of hiding in the cabin and crying about your imminent death. You are a MacTavish! Proud Scottish! You will fight until your last breath if you have to.
Qui audet adipiscitur, Audeamus. 
The family motto that has been drilled into your brain. Make your ancestors proud. As your grandfather repeats day in and day out when he was still alive.
Quickly scanning through the deck,you were relieved to see everyone is still alive, if not only slightly injured. Maybe your Lady Luck magic is still working, but for how long you wondered. It wouldn’t be long before a casualty appears if you don’t do something.    
Following the sound of the familiar voice, you spotted the Captain, towards the quarter deck, currently in a deep battle of what seems to be the Captain or the Commander of a pirate ship. 
Quickly mumbling a prayer under your breath, gathering your courage, you hauled the sword up onto your shoulder, silently thanking Johnny’s insistence of dragging you into training with the sword everyday until he ran off to London after purchasing himself an officer position.  
Everyone stopped dead in their tracks and automatically parted ways as they spotted you, a noble lady, with a broad sword that is nearly as tall as you, marching towards the front of the ship, full of purpose, like a highlander marching into her last battle. None of them dared to stop you. 
“Stop the fighting at this instance!” You bellowed out the order. Your Captain’s eyes widened as spotted you over the shoulder of the enemy, dodged out of the way just in time as the enemy tried to aim at his neck. 
The whole ship came into an eerie silence as the fighting came to a halt. Only the sound of crashing waves and seagulls screeching could be heard as everyone turned their attention to you.
You stab the claymore onto the deck floor in front of you, resting your hands on the end of the hilt. 
“My Lady… I told you…” you hold up a hand, silencing the Captain. Giving him a look. I’ll handle this.  
You just hope the plan you have formulated in your brain will work. Even if it comes at a cost. 
The tall man, who you assume is the Commander and Captain of the pirate ship, slowly turned around, while swinging his sword around at the same time, taking aim at your face.
Don’t back down Mini, Don’t back down. You keep reminding yourself as you shuffle your feet wider, standing firm. 
For a second you could see a flash of surprise from his body language. “A noble woman, a Scottish one too.well, that is something new.”  The man smirked, while scanning you up and down. But not in a leering way. You have been enough men to distinguish the difference between someone who is looking at you like a common whore and someone who is trying to suss you out. 
You took a quick glance at him yourself, trying to guess his origin. Eastern European? You deduced from his slight accent. Possibly well educated, for commanding fluent English. Tall, well built with strong arm muscle, slightly dark skinned as all the sailors have from long voyages under the sun, black sleek hair with a slightly rugged beard. 
Quite a handsome man, you have to admit. 
“Where are my manners?” he took off his traveller's hat, taking an exaggerated bow, all the while still keeping his eyes on you. “ Commander Nikolai, Captain of Chimera, Privateer, at your service.” 
“Privateer..” you mumbled. “sleekit basturts.” Trying to make himself sound more grand than a pirate is he? 
“What was that?” He smiled, but you know the smile doesn’t quite reach his eyes. 
“Nothing.” you rolled your eyes. 
You returned the greeting, announcing your name and clan name. “... of Clan MacTavish.” you said proudly. You could see a flash of confusion followed by recognition in his eyes. Has he heard of your family before? But where could he have heard it from? 
“I have a proposition for you.” you tilt your head, ignoring that question you have in your head, and putting your plan into motion. 
He cockily raised an eyebrow as he lowered his sword, suddenly taking interest in what deals you have to offer. 
“Take me instead. And whatever cargo you want. All I ask is for you to let my crew go, with enough food and water for them to sail to the nearest port.” 
“My lady!!!” Your Captain and any crews that were close enough to you gasped, shocked by the idea and protesting. You turned your head to look at him for a few seconds, giving a stern look. Please trust me on this. You pleaded with your eyes.
“Keeping a woman onboard? Bah! That will certainly bring bad luck! I mean look at what happened.. “ one of the pirates with .. what seems to be a sack or cloth over his head, waved his hand and laughed. Your crew booed and jeered at the idiot who clearly hadn't heard of your reputation and the luck you have brought for them. 
You ignored his jeering and took a step closer to the Pirate’s Captain, “Give me one month, and I can prove to you, I can bring you more money and luck you wish for. If not, feel free to go ahead and ask my parents for a ransom.” you tilt your head up confidently. Or try to act confidently. You were actually panicking and formulating alternative plans if he doesn’t accept the offer. Maybe you should have just swung your sword and chopped his head off just now when you had the chance. 
But some weird part of your heart told you not to do it. That intuition you always trust. 
This man might have some use to you later on. You decided. 
“So, what do you think?” you pushed him again. 
Nikolai stared at you with a serious expression on his face, calculating all the odds. 
“Alright.”
“You.. you agree?” you replied, with surprise in your voice. 
“Why are you so surprised?” he laughed at your shocking expression.  
You made an unlady-like face, “Because you are my enemy? The one who attacked us? A pirate?”
“You never have to be scared of me, Lady MacTavish, I might be a Privateer…”
“Pirate.” You reiterate it again. “You just ransack a merchant ship that is technically owned by The crown, so you are not a privateer.”
“Fine, Pirate. I might be a pirate, but I do have a set of  morals and standards I follow.”
“Is that so? Maybe you should be weary of me instead, Captain.” you smirked. “You never know if I might just poke your eyes out during your sleep.”
“You are not brave enough to do that.” he taunted. 
“Watch me.” you smiled, taking a step forward and jabbing his chest with your finger, deliberately digging your nail into his flesh. “What MacTavish promises, MacTavish will do.” 
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Johnny MacTavish waited at the port with excitement. He hasn’t seen his sister for a few months, and was quite eager to see her again. 
But what shocked him and his friends and fellow soldiers when they saw the Treasurer finally docked at the port days behind schedule, with no cargo to unload, only with a very dejected and injured crew walking off the ship.
Without you. 
Johnny rushed towards the Captain of Treasurer, who looked at him with an apologetic expression as he pushed a letter and ring into Johnny’s hand. 
“Please give this to Johnny, along with the letter.” You pushed the gold ring with the family signet along with a hastily written letter into the Captain’s hand. “You and the crew should be alright until you reach the port. The luck should follow with my ring. Not a worry there.”
“My lady…”
“Go. I will be alright. I’ll make sure of that. Oh, please make sure my poor maid is well compensated. I wouldn’t be surprised if the poor girl decided to run away from the job the moment she arrived at the port.” 
Johnny gripped onto the letter with a shaky hand. Pirates!! Pirates have taken his precious sister!!! 
“What is going on here? Where is your sister Johnny?” A gruff voice behind Johnny made him 
“Captain Price..”Johnny took a deep breath and turned towards his own Captain,with the rest of his crewmates following behind him. Johnny took a deep breath in, as calm as he could and slowly explain the situation to him, along with Captain of Treasurer. 
“... Did you say Nikolai?” Captain Price frowned when he heard the name mentioned.
“Of Chimera. Who claims he was a privateer for the Crown.” Captain of the Treasurer added.
“ … Shit.” Captain Price lowered his head as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “That muppet…” he mumbled. 
Johnny’s eyes flashed with surprise, but before he could ask the question, Kyle Garrick, the young soldier who became fast friends with Johnny since the day he joined, perked up, “Captain.. You know this Privateer.. Or the Pirate that kidnapped Mini?” he asked.
“Worked with him a few times actually. Under the command of the Crown. He is an extremely capable sailor and soldier. People often underestimate how destructive he could be. I am surprised Mini managed to strike a deal with him to let the crew leave with just losing the cargo. ” Price commented.
“Also with her.” Johnny growled. Glaring at the Treasurer’s Captain as he speaks.
“Not his fault Johnny. She made a valiant effort to try to reduce the casualty and losses to minimum. You should have seen her on the deck. Swinging the Claymore around like a true Scottish woman.” one of the crew walked past, trying to defend their Captain. 
Johnny let out a faint smile as he heard the crew describe how you challenged the pirate, the bravery, that's the stubborn Mini he knows.
Johnny shook his head. No, this is not the time to admire his sister’s bravery. Her life and also her… her virtue is in danger here! He looked pleadingly to his Captain, hoping he would come up with a plan or help him to rescue his sister, with or without Crown’s permission. 
“I want to say you should be worrying for your sister but..apart from that muppet shouldn’t have attacked a Crown owned ship.. It’s Nikolai that might be in more danger here.”
“.. HUH.” Everyone looked at Captain Price with confusion. 
“ I am actually more worried for Nikolai…he might have met his match.” Price mumbled cryptically. 
“... I .. I don’t understand, Captain?” Johnny asked, perplexed by his Captain’s words.
“Trust me on this one, Mini should return without harm.” Price patted Johnny’s shoulder. “But we still need to go chase after them.. Stupid idiots need to be reined in before this gets into further trouble with the whole British Isle.”
Oh Mini, what mess have you got yourself into? Johnny wondered. All he knows Ma and Da and their ancestors will be half proud of what you have done but also twist his neck off if he doesn’t get you back to safety fast enough. 
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prompt used for 141 challenge:
Alternate Universe/AU
Enemies to Lovers
Dare/Bet
You never have to be scared of me
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etienne01 · 6 months
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NikPrice 1890s AU
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wrylu · 3 months
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nik is vibing
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autistic-cowboy · 4 months
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Hey! I was wondering if anyone is interested in doing a NikPrice rp with me? I'd be Price preferably. I have a small plot and starter ready if anyone is interested. Just comment on here or pm me.
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