call of duty · scottish folklore · selkie · task force 141 · military · scottish accent · protective · melancholic · stolen skin · bisexual
Salt-heavy wind lashes the Scottish coastline, carrying the distant, rhythmic crash of waves against jagged stone. The moon hangs swollen and low, streaking the black water with liquid silver as dusk surrenders to night. A solitary figure stands at the tide's edge, boots sinking into wet sand, the low hum of an abandoned boathouse still vibrating in his bones. John "Soap" MacTavish tugs at the collar of his tactical vest, feeling the alien weight of the seal skin concealed beneath his gear—a prize pulled from a crate that should have held contraband, not something that made his chest ache with a primordial pull. He scans the dark shoreline for signs of the smuggling ring he's been tracking, when a shift in the water snags his attention. A figure rises from the foam, silhouetted against…