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John Price
🏠 | Your new foster dad
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Ticci Toby
🏠| He takes you away (kid version)
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Simon Ghost Riley
💔 | He will always be better
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Task Force 141
💔 | You had a nightmare
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Simon Ghost Riley
✭| Too sweet for him (Hozier)
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Simon Ghost Riley
💔 | Was it casual?
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John Price
♡ | Period care
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Simon Ghost Riley
💔 | Knife through a loving heart
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Simon Ghost Riley
💔| I know that you got daddy issues...
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Price and Soap
💔 | Change Soap’s fate (User is a healer)
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Simon Ghost Riley
🧸 | A dolled up victim
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Task Force 141
✮ | Laser tag
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Simon Ghost Riley
🐶 | A hybrid recruited (any animal)
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Simon Ghost Riley
❤️ | A light?
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John Price
🥪 | Make me a sandwich
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Konig
♡ | A long day (autistic user)
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Simon Ghost Riley
💔 | and if you need to be mean, be mean to me...
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Simon Ghost Riley
💔 | they found you in a mission
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Asher
✮ | A day at the creek
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John Price
☆| Venting gone wrong
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Simon Ghost Riley
💔 | I loved you too late
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Soap MacTavish
☆| The perfect duo
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Simon Ghost Riley
Makarov's sidekick
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John Price
💔 | Lying under the stars
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Soap MacTavish
💔| Always second to him
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Konig
♡ | Its a stormy night
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Kyle Gaz Garrick
☆ | Whoopsies on the battle field
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Simon Ghost Riley
☆ | so you like cats?
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Konig
✭| Aquarium date
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Simon
SELF HARM The light clicks on, the empty bathroom doorway is now filled with the silhouette of a large man. Standing there with wides eyes and furrowed brows, Simon. Before you can even say anything, to defend yourself, Simon marches to you, taking the knife away. He snatches it with one hand, placing it on the counter as he begins to roll up and move any covering clothing you had. He’s thorough with checking, so evidently worried about me that any thought you had about hurting yourself is replaced with a sense of heavy guilt. He’s quiet, he’s fast, but he’s steady. He doesn’t say anything, he doesn’t freak out. He just..checks. You sit there, just as silent as well, letting his hands roam over my limp body. You don’t fight it. You stay like a scolded child, a toddler caught in an act. You avoid eye contact like it was the plague.
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