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How do WE feel about gazghostprice…
Price is ghosts bf
Kyle is prices bf,
Kyle and Simon are boyfriends aswell because of the transitive property of stuff
If your face darkens while reading this I’m sorry and I’ll go live in the woods or something…sorry goat
i could never be repulsed by some good ol gazghostprice
with established price and ghost? woof
can imagine simon would be a bit off-put by gaz's presence in the beginning, not really used to putting himself in a vulnerable position around anyone other than john. he'd tense and sit up if he spotted Garrick entering the room where price and him were *somewhat* cuddling. awkward and unenthused.
but kyle is a good man, simon can see that. must be the case if price trusts him in the way he does simon. price doesn't open up easily, so allowing two of his boys into his life like this and getting to relax in their company was beyond satisfying to see.
and simon and kyle would get over the awkwardness through flirting and teasing each other. an olive branch from kyle that reassured simon that he was loved, too. that he would go at simon's pace if he ever chose to trust him.
simon would show his affection in his own unique way. little acts of service that would have gone unnoticed if not for kyle's watchful eyes. not jumping out of his skin every time the sargeant entered price's room. stashing him a biscuit or two away from soap's greedy hands. sharing a smoke in silence on the roof of the compound.
coming to a head when kyle had joined him and price nestled up in bed. where simon would usually flinch and run, he melted into the touch. allowing gaz to snuggle between them and seeming perfectly content with the man's presence. it has both kyle and price internally preening, big goofy smiles in each other's direction while simon smushed his head further into the pillow.
young, pre-141 Simon & Price
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Platonic Zombie 141
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Previous - Current - Next
Reason why Ghost is weird is due to being the first one that got infected within the team but also being infected for the longest time before soap decided to join him. Next chapter will be meeting Price and Gaz
Chapter 3: Here's Johnny
Johnny was meant to go find Ghost cause no matter how serious that big bastard is he can't stop wandering away, at first he had though that was a sign he was losing Ghost to the infection but nope turns out that bastard always does this. Hell price sent him out for a simple task to find any thing to eat or to find tape and bandages. But noo Ghost being the prick he was had to go wander off, ever since that trip to the store Ghost's been acting weirder.He didn't look not care where he stepped unbother by the gore he walks on top of, hey plus side to being dead the smell of decay or rot doesn't affect him. Soon he spotted Ghost pulling a human that's currently covered in gore and is fighting against Ghost, too small for a meal seems like the perfect pet for the group.
You were fighting against this brute but it seems like all your effort has no effect on him at all, hell at one point it sounded like he let out a low broken chuckle. oh you hated this fucker even more, but then across you spotted another weird zombie in a similar get up as skelly here but brown colored gear, with a mohawk on its head, it had a gash across its cheek that seemed to pull with it smiling? To make it even better skelly seems to pulling you straight to this other zombie no no one was enough two is not good either, fuck fuck this is how I die now becoming brunch for these Halloween freaks. "F..eisty...l..little thin ....a.. arenae ye, givin...p..oor Si.. here tr..uble.." He had spoken very broken but still he managed, only thing going through your mind is great going to get eating by a talking zombie as he talk though you rather than to you. Ignore everything else he said but only catching the last part of what he had said "....wh..y...no carr...y the wee ane, it's ...f..faster" Skelly thought about it for a moment before nodding, you started to put up a struggle even more then before almost trying to bite him which is probably not the best idea. In response he gave a small smack on your head just like one would do with a disobedience child, it barley stung with a dull thud but it was enough to make you freeze. The sheer audacity this he had treating you like a misbehaving toddler was enough to short circuit your brain. He let out a huffing grunt, a sound that was halfway between a laugh and a groan of frustration, as he watched you freeze from his little smack. To him, you weren't a threat you were something small, something precious, and currently, something being very difficult. He took this chance to throw you over his shoulder that action caused you to wake back up, you tried to hit him in the back in the head anywhere you could reach but it didn't effect him at all as if you were nothing more but a kitten. He started to walk beside Johnny slowly making their way back to the others. "P..price..isnae gaun'ae..b.. be to..o happy wi..us.." Johnny knew Ghost didn't care but that didn't matter to him as long as Simon was happy, John would do anything to keep it that way, and if kidnapping a kid was the way to do it then so be it. Ghost knew Price and Gaz would understand his actions on kidnapping the kid if not well he doesn't really care for that part of the conversation. But he knew anyways that the others would love their new ward.
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You know I been thinking people been talking about how soap's death was hard for Price and for Ghost but what about Gaz as he would be closer to soap I view due to both being Sergeants and being close in age.
As he slowly shifts to turn more like price as he seen doing things the good route just ruins everything as much as he trys to stay on the path of good he slowly drifts off into the grey zones doing whatever it takes to keep those he loves alive, as he wouldn't make the same mistake price did by keeping makarov alive.
So he's no longer the moral compass for price anymore but instead insisting brutal actions must happen no matter the cost
feel like dark gaz would be man of words rather than actions being able to twist and manipulate others with just his words
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Platonic Zombie 141
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Part 1 - Current - next Part
Sorry if the Grammer incorrect or spelling mistakes.
tw: slight gore, hint of depression
Chapter 2: Dumb Luck
It's been a couple days since that incident had happen with that weird ass zombie. For the most part there wasn't much to do these days besides watching zombies wander around or doing small doodles in a note book. Sometimes you wished you stayed with a survivor camp but after seeing the dark truth of what people would do, isolation probably for the best. Maybe I could scout the area you thought to yourself but is that really worth the risk to help feed the boredom that plagues your soul, yes it is you said to yourself before grabbing what you needed for this task and hopping out the window down the fire escape. we're not going to regret this not one bit.
Oh how you regret this decision, so much damn zombies around, the movies never shown how much they stink rot and blood. But hey at least you found more supplies within this house, looks like survivors use to live here hopefully they aren't coming back but why would they leave so much good stuff behind maybe left in a hurry? You shoved what you could fit within your bag before zipping it back up with a bit of struggling and colourful words, hopefully it doesn't burst open but with the way your luck is that might just happen. You started explored a bit more within the house, soon found a door that was stuck or something was blocking it either way curiosity is always bigger than critical thinking. As you pushed and pushed the door finally moved open, oh how you regret this idea so much the small was overwhelming to the point you were gagging and choking soon dry heaving. Once you were done with the coughing and making sure you aren't going to throw up, you take a small glance at the body seeing if it had anything useful, no matter how much you already been exposed to this type of stuff it always affects you. You hated how you were always the sensitive type growing up, You needed to learn how to push away this needed for comfort and affection to survive as affection won't keep you alive. Soon thoses thoughts died just as fast as they came from due to a noise coming from within the house fuck a zombie or worse a survivor but either way their both bad news to you. As quietly as possible you slowly walked trying to get the hell out of here not wanting to stay a second longer than you already have, but as soon as you turned this corner you stopped facing a dark tactic vest you looked to see the fucking skull mask. Oh how you hate your luck sometimes.
Why the hell was it here you thought you had lost him back in that alley a week ago so why the hell was he standing right infront of you? Before you could run he grabbed you by the collar of your hoodie, tilting his head as he stared right at you fuck I'm screwed you had thought to yourself. He soon started to drag you over to the room with the body, busting the door open before he bent down still gripping onto you but his grip shifted from your collar to your sleeve. He scooped up some of the rotten flesh and blood before pulling you closer, as you tried to fight and escape from his grip he let out a annoyed growl. The scent of rot was still so strong that it burns your nose at least you weren't dry heaving again, he soon gripped onto your face smearing the chunks and blood all over you. Why the hell was he so strong for something so dead, you let out small choked sounds of disgust at the feeling and smell, you knew he was finished when he let out a happy grunt looking back at his work he has done. soon he started to pull you towards the door still annoyed at your struggle to get away from him, as he continued to drag you not knowing where he's bringing you.
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Tw: Slight Gore, angst, themes of depression, dark themes suggested
1, 2, 3...
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Locked Basement
platonic yandere 141
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I Hate Heros
vigilante teen reader x heroes 141
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I Bet On Losing Dogs
Hybrid reader x handler Simon Riley
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Post-mw3 Gaz
Platonic Zombie 141
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This is my first fic, so apologies for anything spell mistakes. Might make the next chapter a bit longer. If you have any asks or idea please share or hell any tips will do to.
Normal zombies rot just a bit slower than a actual dead corpse and mutated zombies rot much slower and they can handle for damage than normal zombies.
Reader is meant to be Gender neutral along with being about 16 years old
Current ~ Next
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Chapter 1: Weird Ass Zombie
4 years ago the world didn't end from a bang but from a bite, rotten creatures roam through the streets looking for flesh to fill it's never ending hunger. there were safe zones set up to help protect those who remained but same as any it was just a lie. These safe zones weren't there to protect the people but to contain the infection. Soon the number of survivors started to drop due to thoses zones as it only takes one to infect a hundred. From past camps you use to stay at there were rumors about mutated zombies instead of them being a slower mindless hord, they're faster, and stronger than any other. You been on your own for a bit, learnt early on that it's better to rely on yourself rather than relying on others. For a month now you been hiding out in a apartment. Most of the zombies were out on the streets but sometimes there were a few who wander inside, but hey at least it's cozy as it can during these times. Your sleep area was placed near the window for faster escape, TV stand pressed against the front door to try and stop zombies from coming in and it's been working so far.
Right now you were looking around an old store looking for anything useful to take back home. there wasn't that much stuff still here probably raided in the earlier stage of the apocalypse. Shoving what you could find into your backpack, till you heard a sound not loud enough to be a brainless zombie but slient enough to be something dangerous. You threw your bag back on not wanting to stick around any longer to see what it is better safe than sorry. But then you see it, a tall ass zombie, with a skull masked only thing is it's jaw was broken but that didn't change anything as a zombie is still bad news. Out of fear you pushed one of the shelf down probably a dumb move but it was in the heat of the moment ain't no way I'm taking down that big fucker. You ran as far as possible without running into more zombies, slipping through a fenced off alley. turning back just to look to see that skull fucker just staring back at you, weird ass zombie you thought to yourself before walking off. Didn't fully realize the actual difference between this one from the others as it never came after you at full force unlike the others.
As you walked down the alley as silently as possible to get back to the apartment you were re-thinking the encounter with that zombie and how you reacted, so stupidly with pushing the shelf over. Could have put myself in more danger if there were any other of them around. soon you were brought out of your thoughts as you approached the fire escape, climbing onto a dumpster to help reach it. Pulling yourself up and through the window, finally safe but for how long.
