Kinda loving the idea of a reader being someone that leads a underground task force because she was so disgusted by the way men out there handled everything and because she genuinely believes she is efficient.
And she is efficient.
The woman Makarov is afraid of. The woman that doesn’t hide, that steps into the room and her mere presence commands silence.
The woman Captain Price respects but also fears, walking on eggshells around her. Why? This woman is a lot worse than himself and can do through incredible length to see her mission succeed.
So when they fail to capture Makarov, let him escape, Price and Laswell has to call her.
The atmosphere shifts when the helicopter lands on the British base. Simon and Kyle are there, standing stiffly. They didn’t expect to see you jumping down on the tarmac, followed by members of your organisation.
“Price. Laswell.” You spoke sternly, not stopping your tracks. They had to scramble after you. “Let’s go, we have work to do.”
COD men and they've accidentally hurt their SO? Either physically (like they accidentally stepped on their foot) or misspoke and accidentally insulted their SO?
i would like to apologize for how long it's taking me to get through asks and just updating in general, i wanna SCREAMMM
He came back home tired and so out of his mind he wasn't really giving you much attention, normally he would be basking in your presence quietly, having you sitting on his lap as he was just glad to be back with you
This time however, it seemed like he wasn't really taking you into account when he didn't listen to what you were saying, greeted you only with a small kiss and went straight to bed, you were left feeling hurt because you had told him you had food ready for him and he didn't seem to hear you and went to sleep
Swallowing your feelings, you went to go clean up and put away his boots left by the door and his other belongings
It wasn't until tomorrow that he noticed you were too quiet and upon realizing what he did apologized for accidentally pushing you away, he knew that him being tired wasn't going to cut it for hurting you, he should've valued what you had prepared for him and so he wouldn't stop telling you how good of a partner you are and how lucky he was to have someone like you he could come home to
Ghost
You're used to his personality and though he may seem a little distant at times it's not because he doesn't love you or you're growing apart, it's just because he still needs time to himself, he enjoys having alone time
Still, because of what he's gone through, although he's put most of it behind and in the past it resurfaces at times, it takes him by surprise too when he unintentionally pulls back harshly against your outstretched hand placed on his arm, it was meant to be comforting but it took you by surprise
His eyes widened seeing your hurt expression and how quickly you tried to hide it as your hand retreat and you turning to leave, without really thinking, he held you back by your arm and without so much as a word leaving his lips, asked you to stay next to him
He did need you, and he had to learn some way or another that he needed to stop preventing the people who cared for him from being there for him at his worst and ugliest moments, it was sort of an apology
Soap
You two play fight so much that it's not unusual for one of you to get hurt during it, once he managed to actually hurt your arm when trying to wrestle you, after taking you to the doctor and being told you had to rest that arm, he had to remind himself every so often that you were hurt and he couldn't play rough
You've rarely managed to hurt him seriously so he forgets rather quickly about your injury and accidentally hurts that same arm again when wanting to pull you towards him, saw you wince in pain and remembered
Apologized like a million times and even offered to "kiss the pain away" by placing little kisses all over your arm and face too, you could only sit there and let him kiss to his heart's content until the guilt in him eased up a bit
Decided it'd be better to not play roughly with you anymore, even after you got better he didn't initiate it anymore unless you did and even then he always let you have the upper hand, he preferred you winning and poking at him rather than making you get hurt again because of his playfulness
Gaz
He's so gentle and careful around you to make sure he doesn't misspeak or hurt you that you wonder how he ever made it in his line of work, he's like an angel for you whereas with anyone else he doesn't like he'll ignore
So, imagine the shame he feels for making you cry, he caught you eating a whole jar of nutella with bread late at night in the pantry and when he told you that it'd be better to stop before it made you feel sick, you burst out in tears, taken aback, he didn't know what to do
He hadn't ever gotten this reaction from you over something so small, turns out you had just started your period and eating the pain of cramps away was the comfort you needed, ofc once he figured that out he kept going "oh, im sorry sweetheart, so sorry my love" as many times as he needed until you calmed down
He'd rather die than ever even think of making you get so upset you cry, he made sure you were okay after that and even offered to go buy anything else you needed or wanted
Roach
I feel like it'd be very difficult for this guy to hurt you seriously to the point you're in tears, instead he might apologize for anything that MIGHT hurt you, whether that be physically or emotionally
Mostly emotionally though, he's afraid that something he says might sound wrong simply because when he's around you he has no filter, but that might have only been in the first stages of your relationship when he was still somewhat insecure around you and would apologize or ask before doing anything
Now, you two are so in sync with one another's thoughts that it's hard to misspeak or be misunderstood, that's the beauty of your relationship :)
If anything you might have more slip ups than he does
Alejandro
Might accidentally hurt you with too much affection, is that a thing? More like overloading you with it
Yes, he looks for any opportunity to show you his love, for example, every morning that he's home he likes to surprise you with breakfast, he even likes to feed you
Except once, he didn't know how hot the food still was and when he scooped it up to place it into your mouth you burned yourself, he jumped and gave you water to get over the painful sensation that sort of ruined your taste that day
You forgave him because he was only trying to be a sweet bf :( by making you a breakfast you could look forward to trying but instead you didn't enjoy it properly because he didn't think to blow on your food before making you taste it
Rudy
Rodolfo has the habit of silently appearing behind you while you're getting ready in front of the mirror, he doesn't do it to scare you he just likes watching you do your routine
It's usually a problem at night though... when it's dark and you only like having one light on to be able to see your face and so the rest around you is darkness and out of that darkness a face emerges and it nearly scares you to death
You usually flinch and accidentally hit your hand or arm against the counter or kitchen sink, this time you hit your elbow on the corner of the counter and you could only suffer silently in pain as he held your arm and stuttered over his words trying to apologize
He'll have to be more careful about approaching you from behind since you're often in your own world and don't see him coming lol
Phillip Graves
Whenever he's doing some sort of job around the house that requires the use of tools like a hammer, nails or a power drill, he always warns you beforehand and tells you stay away, but he has the habit of discarding unused nails on the ground and then forgetting where he's dropped them
It's obvious someone was going to step on one and get hurt eventually, he assumed he had cleaned up all them though, and even if you had shoes on it would still have gone through your shoe sole and pierced into your skin
As soon as he heard you gasp in pain he got off the ladder so fast he nearly fell off and rushed to you, he cursed himself for being so careless, this wasn't a job site, he had to be careful
He cleaned you up pretty well but still took you to the doctor's just in case, those nails he used were found in the shed and he didn't want to take any chances, but he made sure to be cautious when working inside the house
Makarov
Was trying to teach you how you'd react in a situation where you needed to defend yourself, he wanted to teach you to be able to handle anything in case something prevented him from being there to protect you, so this simulation was supposed to prepare you
He accidentally used too much force when you weren't prepared and elbowed you in the chest, it knocked the wind out of you and had you doubling over in pain, he panicked and held you by your shoulders while you caught your breath, his heart nearly stopped seeing your eyes widen when he hit you
He made sure you were okay and decided to leave it at that for the day, he insisted you sit for a while until you caught your breath, but it got him thinking what you'd do if someone else who wasn't him hurt you because they actually had bad intentions, he wouldn't always be there to soothe your pain
All this ran through his mind as you repeatedly called out to him while he rubbed your shoulders on the couch
Keegan
You two often start playful arguments which can and sometimes do escalate into full-blown verbal arguments, it's a strange way both of you can say whatever is needed to be said and also blow off some steam
Once, when an argument did get too heated, he accidentally dropped a plate and it shattered, the tiny fragments flying everywhere, some of which were embedded into your skin, you screamed in pain and that's when he stopped
He was by your side in an instant, forgetting his anger and instead worrying about you, he kept cursing under his breath and believed it was his fault for getting too upset, you didn't deserve to get hurt, he didn't meant for it to happen
He bit his lip and kept quiet as he worked to get all the pieces out and clean you as best as he could, afterwards he mumbled an apology and instead took you to bed where he let you decide whether you wanted to let him sleep beside you too or if you were still mad you'd rather him take the couch in the living room
König
He can't help it, it's not his intention to hurt you, but he forgets how big he is sometimes when wanting to show you affection, especially when he's overjoyed to see you
And it's not like him to warn you in advance so you'll just turn around to see this huge blurb coming at you and you barely have time to brace yourself, sometimes it leads to you accidentally hitting your head on something or feeling sore from the weight of him on top of you, and he looks so comfortable resting on top of you that you feel bad when you have to tell him to move
Raises his head and looks at you in confusion, tilting as he stares at you that it makes you want to shut up and just let your entire body go numb
But it's like his brain fully loads and the realization that he's crushing you sets in he gets off of you so quickly and anxiously asks if he hurt you, won't stop checking you over until you laugh and say that you're fine, then lies at the foot of the bed like a dog now with the worry always in the back of his head as a reminder to be more careful
Horangi
Like his callsign indicates, he pretends to be a tiger sneaking up behind you at times, he loves seeing your reaction when you're distracted on your phone or didn't know Horangi was even home
It's quite a surprise when you're at piece, folding laundry or tidying up and you feel big hands wrapping around you from behind and a deep voice smugly going "boo"
You dropped the laundry basket on your feet and it hurt your toes, if it weren't for Horangi being behind you, he would've also been hopping around in pain
He found it amusing and laughed but helped you pick up the laundry that was scattered on the floor as a way of him making it up to you
And you'll get back at him soon...
Nikto
You're sort of used to him being a little rough with you but he still forgets just how big and heavy his hands really are, like he'll want to tap your shoulder or back and accidentally lay his hand with too much force on you that it feels like a heavy blow
He doesn't notice until you react and then he's like "??", visibly confused because he doesn't know what happened and it's not until you tell him that he will quietly apologize
He doesn't realize that when he's home he can relax on his grip or hold, and it often happens when he's sleeping in bed with you, he still has the habit of when he's deployed to have a big pillow he can just hold close to him, drape a leg over or just smush his face in, and when he's home that pillow becomes... you
The desperation that you awaken with when you feel as if you were suffocating and can't move, you practically have to yell for him to wake up from his deep sleep and ease his grip, you sit up and put an actual pillow in your place and he just goes right back to sleep, doesn't even realize what he's done lol
Warnings: Yandere Platonic behavior, Teen! GN! Reader, unhealthy parenting relationship, Russian traditions, invasion of privacy, slight emotional neglect, possessiveness, and violence. Lmk if I missed anything!!!!
A/N: I apologize if there are any spelling mistakes or weird HCs that aren’t blended in. I haven’t slept in two days, lol. Hope you enjoy :).
It’s something Makarov never truly thought of, safe to say. He doesn’t even know how he should feel or what he should think. It’s a big responsibility for a corrupt world. To teach and hold, have the needed patience. If anything, he rarely has that.
But, he’s also never considered or imagined falling in love again.
Upon doing his investigation, looking at your pictures of the past and present, his heart drums. Trembling hands, cold sweat pricking at the back of his neck as he stared at you—imagining just what it’d be like to connect once for all. It’s a rare opportunity that he can have and one that he dearly takes.
Having Makarov as your permanent father is an intricate dilemma. Not only are you an important asset to many of his enemies, but your life is also incredibly busy. Protected and monitored by his very voice, structure, and eyes.
It’s constantly generated with multiple layers of protection; bodyguards repeatedly following you, escorting you to small venues, and barely registering in your annoyed state. In truth, they have to agree to your father’s terms. They have to. The last time someone even huffed at him in demanding to escort you, had ended up with their tongue detached—a choked, gurgle sound only leaving his lips—mimicking just how far Vladimir would go for you.
A trained chauffeur drives you from place to place; from towns, to the mall, and home. You live under an alias, in a town that’s barely heard of, and speak a majority of Russian. It’s all set up for your safety. You should know that. Your father is rightfully paranoid. Anything and everything is out to get you both.
So it’s no surprise he rarely trusts. There’s no one in the whole world he’d allow to take care of you, except for his babushka medestra.
His governess is the same woman who nursed him throughout his childhood. In hopes of doing the same for you. She’s grown into a wise woman, strict and critical—exactly like him—the two obviously work well together. This woman, having been loyal to his family, both during times of priority and misfortune, has earned his deep respect. The first closest thing to family, and now with you, it’s complete. If anything, he’s deeply grateful for that.
Dad! Makarov uses this chance to let her teach you. Test your knowledge. What propaganda have you been fed, especially about him?
She happily assigns you books to read, boring you with constant berating about social media, and how it’ll fry your brain. Educating you about her native language, traditions she can pass down, and respect. Home education is definite– no ifs or buts.
Her word is law and you find yourself respecting that soon enough. Punishments often occur because of her; feeding Vladimir about you, on how well you can be, but also how of a brat you become. Disrespecting her is insulting your father. Breaking her rules, especially when he’s gone, is humiliating the man.
Sure, she’s strict on expectations but your father is much worse. Perhaps the only thing the two of you can peacefully agree on.
Privacy isn’t a thing. Locked doors, even closed ajar, are met with suspicion. Questioned. If you don’t have anything to hide, why must you crave space?
Sure, you use the example of changing into clothes. Illicit activities, or perhaps even just to have a moment to yourself. But, it never helps your case. Dad! Makarov just narrows his eyes, creased in annoyance. Huffs like a buck. Your privacy is his business, as much as it is yours. Begging will certainly do something, after all, you have him wrapped around your finger—a small fine mumbling out, though it never ends up lasting long enough for relief.
His paranoia only gets worse, the more he’s away from you. It’s weird. His average distant and suspicious behavior turns into a hovering, sappy dog. An ego too high to ask but also craving to engage with you.
It’s certainly a surprise the few times he returns home, hearing his loud footsteps echo as he beelines to your bedroom. Barging in, coming inside to sit on your floor, and taking part with your likes. Hobbies. Anything you enjoy doing whilst he is away. The awkward questions, a hummed response when you answer, only to end up watching you in absolute curiosity.
Despite how confining it can be with his quiet demeanor, it’s a rare show of vulnerability. Of care.
It’s also important to mention that Dad! Makarov gets explosive when it gets interrupted. When arriving home, he slugs off his clothes to take a nice, hot shower, and to rinse off the grime. Blood. Everything that reminds him of what he’s doing for a better cause– for you. A rare smile, only seen in the presence of his kid, emerges.
Any of his soldiers around are shooed off. It’s family time, not about work. The simplest of noises, even a boot squelching on the floor, sends him into a fit of rage. One that isn’t pretty to see.
Dad! Makarov isn’t very affectionate– it’s too uncomfortable. Out of his skin. All he’s known is harsh and brutal doings. But, in time, he learns. Slowly, but surely, he eventually grows to become more supportive physically. Especially in times when you need it.
Pats on the back, shoulder rubs, and kisses on the forehead are his main. Hugs are rare, surely uncomfortable for the two of you with his tight body. But, he tries.
Vladimir doesn’t want a pet. The time and patience are something he can barely register for himself, let alone you, to be able to take care of an animal. Plus, he’s iffy about germs. The idea of cleaning up dog slobber, feces, or fur off the floor makes him gag. The idea of uncomfortable smells makes his skin crawl.
But..., if you want one, he will grudgingly agree.
Holding his breath, puffing out his cheek with a loud sigh, when you bring home a stray/or new pet. Despite how large, small, or unique it is—your signature eyes force him to give in. He hates the damn thing, but he can rarely say no to you. But, cutely, he does learn to love the animal; upon finding him asleep with it on his chest, or back-talking it when it squeaks at him.
Despite his heavy strict outlook, he spoils you rotten.
Shopping trips are more of a therapy session for him than it is for you. He clicks his tongue when you stray too far, fingers hooked tight around your hoodie. You are allowed to get whatever you want, at any price as low as and as high as you deserve the best.
Teaches you self-defense. Guiding you on how to move silently, showing you how to track prey, and drawing you into his arms while showing you. To him, affection is sharing likes—thorough command and loyalty—if you wanna know how to shoot a gun, he teaches you. Throw a grenade? He happily exemplifies you in a video clip. But, in every scenario, he will be better. And sometimes, he will sabotage your weapons just so your father can save the day. Even if the gun nearly nicked your ear, kisses are prepped.
Unfortunately, his Russian traditional outlook often prohibits him from understanding certain things; specifically your emotional outlook, and why you may become overwhelmed.
Dad! Makarov doesn’t understand why you’re upset that he’s moving you for the nth time. He’s protecting you, isn’t that what a father should do?
He doesn’t understand the emotional stress. The heavy burden of leaving your said friends for another state, yet again. Abandoning everything you had built emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. All the hard work you out into, just to be ripped out of your hands. More homeschooling with barely any activity of being left alone.
It’s exhausting, but your father is always there for you, isn’t he?
