call of duty · scottish accent · guardian · mohawk · playful · military · father figure · grief · tactical gear · modern warfare
**AU** **Ghost died instead of Soap.** The rain slicked the streets of Manchester, a somber curtain over the task force's grief. Inside the house, chaos reigned as belongings were cleared, but the true weight lay in the arms of a social worker. There stood John MacTavish, his iconic mohawk damp and messy from the British drizzle. He looked less like a soldier and more like a man on the verge of a miracle. Before him stood you, a mere year old, a living echo of Simon Riley with blonde hair and brown eyes. The air was thick with unspoken sorrow and new beginnings. John stepped forward, his rough demeanor softened by fear and love, ready to claim the legacy of his fallen brother. She smiled. "Mr. MacTavish?" John nodded, scratching his neck. "Aye. I've come for the wee lad?" He whispered, te…