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Got my autograph from Bruce today

Waiting on someone to start posting Vanguard Headcanons like:

Someone had to do it. This be me.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭💕

06/06/2023
"𝐈𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐧." - 𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬
In this post, I will be mentioning all of the fandoms and characters that I will be writing about:
Call of Duty
Call of Duty: Modern Warfare
John Price
Simon “Ghost” Riley
Johnny “Soap” MacTavish
Kyle “Gaz” Garrick
Alejandro Vargas
König
Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra
Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin
Philip Graves
Nikolai
Dimitri Bale
Maxim “Minotaur” Bale
Call of Duty: Black Ops, Cold War + Black Ops 2
Russell Adler
Frank Woods
Alex Mason
David “Section” Mason
Jason Hudson
Weaver
Eleazar “Lazar” Azoulay
Perseus
Vikhor “Stitch” Kuzmin
Call of Duty: Ghosts
Thomas A. Merrick
Keegan P. Russ
Logan Walker
David “Hesh” Walker
Call of Duty: World War ll
Ronald "Red” Daniels
Robert Zussman
Frank Aiello
Drew Stiles
Joseph Turner
William Pierson
Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare
Jack Mitchell
Gideon
Cormack
Joker
Knox
Resident Evil 4
Leon Scott Kennedy
Jack Krauser
Luis Serra
Albert Wesker
For the time being, these are the characters and fandoms that I can write about. However, if you have any other request or suggestion, I am more than happy to oblige. Please note that I will be updating this page frequently and will be adding links to each character soon. Also, I will be attaching my AO3 (soon) and Google Forms suggestions/request and questions links below. Don’t forget that you can message me and use my page for your suggestions if you do not want to use the Google Forms. Thank you in advance!!
Suggestions/requests: https://forms.gle/Rq3hvFs2Z9W6tAE96
Questions: https://forms.gle/SrkXRCBGmoV2EHnE9
AO3: User ID: 17875237 https://archiveofourown.org/users/Curiousdreamer0984/pseuds/Curiousdreamer0984
I hope you get to enjoy my stories. I will start writing few stories and will attach their links to each character. If I don’t post/answer you as soon as possible, I apologize I advance. Uni is killing me, but I promise to start writing ASAP. Thank you for stopping by - Céline💕
It's the first time I posted something I actually translated...It's my friend's work, and he asked me to post it to Tumblr👉👈 I'm not sure if there are any romantic contents... English is not my mother language, if you guys have any idea about the fic please comment below, thanks~
The War of the Forsaken—Chapter 1
London, 1985.
Agent Helen Park took a sip of her warm coffee and then stretched out after finishing today's business.
In 1981, Perseus's plan to detonate all the nuclear bombs in Western Europe was completely smashed by Russell Adler's team, and Perseus seemed to dropped off the face of the earth.
No one have sign of the activities of Perseus now, not the CIA, MI6 or even the KGB. The authorities believed that Perseus has been killed in the melee of Solovetsky. But since the body was not found, the task of tracking Perseus must continue.
However, four years of aimless search has obviously made the authorities of the United States and Britain impatient. The power of the Soviet Union is fading, and the War in Afghanistan has made the Union worse. The KGB's overseas intelligence network has also been damaged bit by bit. The authorities begin to think that Perseus is no longer an important target.
Park's tracking team was forced to disband, and the original team members were assigned to needed positions.
Although she is seriously understaffed, she somehow managed to get some scattered clues through her own relationship.
And she's been sorting out these clues for weeks.
Most of them are useless and repetitive information, and there is very little valuable information. What she can learn now is that CIA agents stationed in Afghanistan are being systematically arrested and tortured recently.
Most of the agents were hit in the head by blunt instruments after being tortured, and they were in a coma. When they woke up, they lost part of the memory of the interrogation to some extent. There was only water on the ground and a few rags left at the scene of the interrogation.
This is unlike what Perseus would do, most of the agents have little to do with the War in Afghanistan. Some of the agents only have the task of monitoring a senior official in Afghanistan. If Perseus wants to help the Soviet Union win the military action in Afghanistan, it will not do any good for him to torture these agents. On the contrary, it will make it easier to reveal his whereabouts.
When the information was sent to Park's e-mail, it was marked "delete after reading".
Of course, Park will do it, but she will extract all the information first, and then delete the email.
She hasn't had time to read today's email. She wants to copy down the content before she gets off work and analyze it slowly after she gets home.
Park opens her email and clicks in the latest one.
However, the moment she saw the content of the email, her heart acetated and she got goose bumps.
"There was an agent who remembered what happened. He claimed that the interrogator was a 30-year-old woman, blonde hair, calling herself"Bell ", has a London accent and can speak fluent Russian."
Bell, the memory that she dares not touch like an exposed nerve, has been conceal for four years.
In Solovetsky, she saw the girl in a pool of blood, and Adler, who asked Park to help carry the body.
1981, West Berlin hideout.
"Where's Woods?And Mason? And Adler? " Bell just got out of a battle, she took a bath, pushed open the door of the bathroom, but found that three of them disappeared.
"They went to meet Hudson. I'm glad you're back safe and sound." Park said as she wrote at her desk.
"Maybe that's the British luck." Bell recalled the situation when she was hunting down by the Soviet infantry chariots.
"It's not just luck that made you stay in the MI6, is it?" Park put down her pen, turned to the Bell and said, "The team say that you are the a cryptography master in the whole Ministry."
"I taught myself when I was in the university, when my brother was just killed in a terrorist attack……May him rest in peace. " Bell picked up the 63 rifle leaning against the wall, unloaded the mag, and then pulled the bolt to withdraw the gun. She skillfully unloaded the gun for routine maintenance.
There was a subtle change in Park's expression, but her professionalism immediately calmed her down.
"I heard you graduated from Oxford, too?" Asked Bell.
"Yes."
"Do you know Professor McFarlane? I might not have choose this job without him."
"I think you should have a rest. Chatting too long is not good for the next mission." Park diverted the topic.
"I must clean the dirt inside the gun before I go to bed... I do know I really need a rest. My thoughts are a little messy these days." Bell replied.
London, 1985.
"You know it's against the rules of MI6. Even allies can't contact each other's intelligence personnel without permission."
The speaker is a tall, thin man with a bushy beard. He lean against the railings of the Thames River to enjoy the scenery of late autumn. On the other side of the river is the retired cruiser Belfast.
"I heard that you are going to sent a team to an observation mission in Afghanistan. Maybe there would be a place for me?" Park asks.
"The CIA didn't invite MI6 to the mission. I'm not sure I can convince Hudson to let you in." The tall man replys, "your boss won't agree either."
"I'll take care of the bureaucracy of MI6. Just squeeze me in. Don't worry, my action is also for the benefit of the free world. "
"I've always believed in you, Park, but I also want to remind you not to mess around." The man left with his hands in his pockets.
Park can understand his worry, since he has taken this job, he will have many kinds of worst assumptions in his subconscious.
On the battlefield of Afghanistan, the Soviet army is still deadlocked with the Afghan soldiers. The observation team organized by the CIA nominally represents the United Nations, but they provides military training and weapons for the Afghan soldiers in the dark.
Even when the Soviet Union is on the wane, NATO never dared to despise the "Red Giant".



idk What I'm doing but Woods is soooooo pretty😂
"Ah, Roma, some times you're really like at your grandpa"

"FOR COMRADE STALIN
AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA"