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i had to draw this when i saw it, it had me in a chokehold untill i did
I also tried out a new rendering style from my usual, i really like how it turned out! :]
he was waiting for his goth bf to pick him up
Y'ALL I COULD NEVER SEE THIS DAMN DRAWING THE SAME AGAIN
I saw a tiktok of the same thing and thought it was so fuckin funny-
He's so cheeky what's on his mind again???
(explosions)
makarov hunting an/a (enemy? long assassin?) reader who doesn’t really want to work with him- reader knows their stuff, erasing tracks, setting up traps, etc- its a game
призрак Cw: canon-typical death, murder, assassination, mercenary, blood, tell me if I missed any.
You were a ghost —призрак in his mother-tongue. Appearing whenever you wanted and disappearing before anyone could find you, a phantom in the business of assassination, a killer without too high of a price. He’s watched the aftermath of your handiwork, the shows you played and the kills you made, they were a masterpiece he wanted to witness, to utilise for his goals. Even from the darkness of his solitary cell, locked away in the Gulag - the Zorgaya prison complex - he kept hearing about your endeavours.
You interest him, your brought out a certain excitement, made adrenaline pump in his blood, when you were first brought up. You were the a ghost - a wraith - that haunted the world, killing off men and women for the right number. You were a killer for hire, one of the best in the industry that even he - Vladimir Makarov - had attempted to recruit, to tie you down to his name and fame, to have you work for his purpose. Permanently.
But you were a slippery one, escaping whatever trap he carefully laid out for you, falling through his fingers, finding the smallest crack - mistake - in his plan that he once thought was full-proof. You were smart, feisty and skillful, able to see through his carefully crafted words for a hire, pushing past the firewall of his mind and planting a virus, corrupting his original purpose, rooting yourself into his sick mind. This feeling, the way his heart rammed against his rib when you sent a warning shot, or when you escaped from his grasp, this wasn’t love —no, he was a being detached from such frivolous affairs. He didn’t love. He couldn’t with his cold, dead heart. This was an obsession, Makarov obsessed over things, he knit picked, he stole and took apart.
Makarov was a being whose conscious transcended the likes of capitalist westerners who’ve corrupted his motherland, small-minded and parasitic politician who made the Soviet Union crumble to dust; whose forgone the primal needs that made humanity weak —vulnerable; Vladimir Makarov was better than any man.
That’s where stemmed his obsession with you, the need to hunt you down. You portrayed yourself as a being higher than him. A better strategist and killer than him. It went from word of mouth to ear, Makarov heard from the other guards and new inmate speak of you, you achievements, the spike in your demands and the people who were ready to give you an arm and leg to pay for your service. Powerful men and women routing you an undisclosed amount of money to kill of someone, to have them assassinated in their own bedroom, to be drowned in their own bathtub or to be poisoned by their own wine.
He had Konni keep a track on your work while he waited for the right time to be freed, jumping back to work once he landed in Russia. He took it on himself to follow your steps, he had a hand in every sector of the underworld, dabbing in everything to keep his hold over the world. He couldn’t find anything about you, neither your past nor your character, you were nameless and faceless, the hooded mask obscuring your face from the world. Makarov’s best couldn’t even track you through cameras and find your deposit account, it seemed as though you had a team of your own, working in the dark to keep your and their livelihood going.
You evaded his traps, able to figure out which deals were made by him as a ploy to catch you, to find the ghost that haunted his mind. You were a disease, a parasite that unknowingly clung to him. You knew him, the messages he received through the grapevines, taunting remarks and threats that made him see red. You were too skillful, erasing your steps, making it seem as if you were never there in the first place, uninvolved with it, but the world knew who committed the crime. This was a game - or so he liked to think - of cat and mouse, he preferred being the cat, the dangerous and cunning feline who stalked the small mouse, he had to swallow his pride and confess that he played the mouse as often as he played the cat, being hunted and narrowly escaping because you let him.
But this, this meeting was a surprise, to see his призрак stand before him, tempted by the proposition he had to offer you —without any underlying meaning or hidden thoughts.
“мы наконец встретились, Призрак.” (We finally meet, ghost.)
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Falling in another rabbit hole... The fandom isn't dead, is it?
Yes of course it's a woman. What do you want?
I cannot draw modern weapons. Beware, boobies trap ahead.
Get you a woman who can do both
Don’t mind the hands and the bad proportions, these are just sketches
do u think price sparkles in the sun?
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Ghost being Ghost :3 // live action trailer
Also, this part cracked me up
Soo ready for the early campaignn
I offer you all this as am offering since I keep disappearing
the best of us.
am I the only one that likes to imagine Ghost with loads of piercings? Like on his tongue, nipples, all the places.
And am I the only one shipping Price and Yuri? Like a kinda hate relationship, maybe with slow burn?
I WANNA EAT THIS ART SO BAD
@dynosdrawing on tiktok!! ^^
ARTIST PLEASE:
If anyone knows who made these please let me know. They are so cute and I want to see if they have any more of them 😭
MW3 spoilers
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WTF
That was like the stupidest thing to do!
I'm talking to YOU, scriptwriters!
Soap became the soal of the game, for God's sake! How could you do this to him?
I'm sooo not sure I would care to check out mw4 or whatever now...
WOW
The news of the low reviews MW3 got is on my news feed today.
I'm still furious/in denial so you know what I did?
This.
Signing, not starting, though😅.
Jennifer schutt, thank you so much for actually bringing it up🙏
Here's the link to the petition
https://chng.it/MdGXMgYFLs
And thanks for being there for us, Soap