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callsign-bunnie · 6 months

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I saw you talking about Rocket who I've loved since the first games. Headcanons?

Okay so I don't have a name for him, obviously, but I've decided his last name is Williams, keeping in line with the average last name. Considering going with a G name, like Grant or... I'm realizing I don't know that many G names... I'll figure it out

He's a lot more docile, compared to Roach

Everyone has decided Roach is a bug nerd, therefore Rocket is a Space Nerd

Rocket and Roach master manipulated Rocket's callsign. He and Roach wanted something similar so Rocket just started to spout random shit about any rocket they were dealing with

While he's a lot more docile, another reason he started to be called Rocket was because if you talk about the right subject just in his vicinity, he charges before exploding with knowledge

Looks very similar to Roach, but keeps his hair shorter

Doesn't always wear a face mask, but usually does

Left to become a mercenary shortly before Roach's backstory happens, and was one of the contacts Roach used to get back up and running. Helped Roach get revenge and leave

Alright, so I've decided that they ARE actual twins, but they only share the same mom, having that weird thing where they have two separate dads. Rocket's dad ditched, though, because he was the "other man".

They were raised separately after their mom died, because Roach's Dad didn't want to raise another man's child. Only reunited by chance in the military

Ergo, fraternal twins who just happen to look a lot alike because their mother had a type

"Isn't Rocket American?" I don't care. Formulate your theories now

Rocket's favorite color is red, but the shade of red depends on the day

He actually wanted to join Space Force but couldn't for quite a few reasons, settles on bugging his fellow mercenaries about space

Don't make the mistake of pissing one off, because you're about to have a VERY confusing fight

Anyway, I just googled G names, right fucking now

#call of duty #rocket cod #rocket call of duty #headcanons #bunnies back on her bullshit #roach cod #gary roach sanderson

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forestshadow-wolf · 2 months

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When soap asks for a hug from ghost after a rough day and so ghost wraps him up in abig protective hug. One of the ones that feels like it's only the two fo you and the rest of the world is just outside waiting for you to be ready to emerge again. And Johnny lays his head on Simon's chest, and listens to the steady beat of his heart. Ba-thump Ba-thump Ba-thump Ba-thump Ba-thump Ba-thump Ba-thump Ba-thump Ba-thump. And he feels so safe here

#ok im leaving now #i must cry over not seeing a rocket launched bc i habe to do homework #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #ghostsoap #soapghost #call of duty #cod #cod mw2 #el rambles

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reds-skull · 5 months

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Not Alive, Nor Dead

[PREV PART][AO3 LINK]

Two chapters in the same day? It's more likely than you think.

I was on a roll, so I just wrote another one, hope you enjoy haha. Some real fun characters get introduced! I'm very excited. Also reading your tags is very fun ty all <3

The very day after their long chat, Ghost’s ears pick up Soap’s laughter when he enters mess. He and Gaz are sitting together, being menaces to society as they used to. The Scottish Sergeant spots him a few moments later, and practically beams at him.

Ghost doesn’t know enough good words to express his relief at the sight.

The two Sergeants wave him over obnoxiously, so he takes his morning tea and sits himself beside Gaz, filling his vision with Soap.

He and Garrick often drink tea together at the early mornings, and Soap notices the two mugs of identical beverage and mutters, “fuckin’ Brits…” while taking a sip of his own disgustingly black coffee.

Ghost kicks him lightly under the table and lets Gaz get blamed for it.

The three of them get summoned to Price’s office soon enough, and now they’re all expectantly standing at attention in front of the Captain.

Ghost distantly thinks of the amount of direct orders the lot of them disobeyed in the last week or so and internally cringes. Well, the good part of the day is certainly over.

“The amount of headaches you muppets give me will make me die before age 40, Reapers give me strength…” The man rubs at his eyes.

Ghost steps forward, “as their commending officer, I take full blame for the Sergeants’ misbehaving-”

“Oh I’m not punishing you will you stop with the formal tone Lieutenant” Price lets out a small chuckle, “but you all better be on your best behavior from here on out, that clear?”

“Yes sir!” they all chirp as one. Ghost thanks Price more privately in his thoughts.

“Now… I’m afraid I got bad news and good news.”

“The good news is that MacTavish is no longer under any other command beside mine.” The meaning of the words trickle through each soldier.

Soap looks the most grateful, eyes shining at Price with unwavering loyalty, “Thank you Captain”.

“Don’t thank me yet, son. I had to make some sacrifices for this transfer.” Price becomes annoyed, “we got a job to do.”

“What’s the catch?” Gaz raises an eyebrow.

“We’re under General Shepherd for this one, boys.”

Ghost’s fists curl like his stomach. His old CO. One of the bastards that signed on his original misuse of Limbo. If the residents of that empty void had enough soul left in them to understand the bigger picture, many of them would curse the General instead of him.

As it stands, he takes on all the burden of the General’s past sins. As always.

Price echoes in his head, “they wouldn’t let me take Soap otherwise. I’m sorry Simon.”

Ghost calms at that. If he has to do one last job for Shepherd to have Soap permanently join them, he’s willing to behave.

He knows Soap is worth it, somehow.

Turns out, Shepherd was just the gates to the hell that was this mission. International human trafficking ring, several soldiers missing along dozens of civilians, the suspected collaboration of ultranationalists from a handful of countries and one drug lord that only goes by “El Sin Nombre”.

The taskforce spends the week combing through the intel they have along with Laswell, trying again and again to make sense of this shitshow. The data doesn’t add up - there’s no reason for people all over the globe to be interested in the human trafficking. The majority of them are arms dealers and warmongers. If it was only military personnel, it would’ve made more sense, but what do civilians from Las Almas have in common with SAS soldiers?

Ghost was sitting at the 141 common room on one night, eyes burning and brain mushy from the amount of information he’s been trying to cram into it.

He takes a moment to survey the room. “Common room” isn’t really the right term for it; it was a small spot near their barracks, containing a tiny kitchen, a table and a couple old sofas. He was sitting at the table, where the lighting was the best, and reading through documents related to the PMC they spotted dealing with smugglers back in Switzerland.

Soap and Gaz were doing the same, but at some point have fallen asleep, now leaning against each other and snoring lightly. Gaz, as he often does, started floating in his sleep, leaving Soap barely hanging onto his legs.

Finding the view comical, he went over and pushed Garrick lightly. Like dominoes, they fell on top of each other, startling awake.

They both sputtered and blurringly looked up at Ghost. He dead panned and ordered, “go to sleep in your own beds, Sergeants.”

Soap was about to open his mouth to complain when Gaz yawned and took hold of the back of his shirt, dragging them both in the direction of their rooms. Not before Soap let out a small “g’night LT”.

Ghost would stay up a few more hours before he could reunite with his own bed.

They had a little more time left until the transport to Mexico, so Price decided to let them loose on the revenant training grounds.

Unsurprisingly, Ghost got authorization to use Limbo. Now that Shepherd is in charge, he expects it to happen quite often. He should’ve been at least a little glad about it, with Limbo potentially being calmer.

He can’t be.

His brain supplies him with ample nightmare fuel, mostly starring his taskforce teammates screaming at him from Limbo, calling him a monster.

Price’s eyes burn a permanent spot at the back of his head, taking in all those thoughts. The Captain does his best to distract him from that line of thinking, but Price isn’t always there to fill his mind with the calming smell of tea and the warming sun on a rainy day.

His attention returns to the junkyard, where Soap now stands. He looks as apprehensive as he did the last time they were there, but he looks up at Ghost, and they nod at each other.

Since what happened at his room, they became… closer. Soap trails after him often, chatting about everything and nothing. It helps with the incessant screaming in his head.

Soap punches a truck, blowing it with enough force that the soundwave shakes the watchtower. He has to admit, watching Soap at his element, destruction surrounding him, fire catching on his arms without burning him, a glint in his eyes that would make grown men piss themselves…

Ghost feels something bubbling inside him. It’s warm and strange, and he pushes it back down.

Soap tries the ‘rocket technique’ Gaz has been begging him to give a chance to. He drops to the ground, and blows the earth underneath him.

Ghost doesn’t know if to laugh or shout when the Sergeant actually launches up, flailing and screaming for dear life, before being caught by a giggling Gaz. The poor Scot hangs onto Gaz like a kitten stuck on a thin branch, and they both float safely to the ground.

They stop laughing quickly enough, when Price’s voice booms through all of their brains to howl at the Sergeants’ dangerous tricks.

Soap’s range goes far enough by now that he’s not spared.

The night before they’re to be transported to Mexico, Ghost observes Gaz sitting on the roof of their barracks, alone and staring up to the skies.

He spots a ladder nearby and quietly makes his way up, eventually sitting down next to Garrick. The Sergeant wasn’t surprised by his arrival, instead turning his head in acknowledgment.

“Price’s thought leaked the other day.” Gaz airs.

Ghost hums for him to go on.

He turns to look at him, “if it comes to you using Limbo when we’re nearby-”

“It won’t” Ghost grounds. He doesn’t need someone to affirm his fears.

“If it does,” Gaz bulldozes on, “I’ll make sure to get everyone out safe.”

He sharply turns to study Garrick. They have a small staring contest before Ghost rises up with a sigh, “make sure you’re out safe first, Gaz.”

The Sergeant doesn’t respond, but is taken by surprise when Ghost offers him a hand, “we have a long day tomorrow, best to get to sleepin’ Garrick.”

The other soldier frowns before huffing a small laugh, taking the offered hand and getting up as well, “thought the Ghost doesn’t need sleep.”

Ghost sighs miserably, “one of many myths I wish were true.”

The flight to Mexico is a boring 11-hour ordeal. Evidently none of the Sergeants got enough sleep last night and are now snoring away, this time with Gaz safely secured by seatbelts.

Ghost and Price remain vigilant, exchanging words in their minds from time to time, but mostly leaving Ghost to sink into his own memories.

Last time he was in Mexico was… his own Reaping.

He remembers the dirt caking his lungs, the squelch of decaying flesh under his fingertips. The constricting feeling in his chest, as if his body knew, it doesn’t have long to live.

And the jarring shift when he appeared above ground, turning around to see his own unmarked grave.

Ghost now sees those ladder-like patterns, swirling around the plane interior. Price and the Sergeants fade away, and he sees his Reaper forming, a being of multicolored flesh and six unsettling eyes, molten light leaking from where its mouth should’ve been.

“SIMON RILEY”

“Reaper.” He suspiciously answers. His Reaper doesn’t appear when times are well.

“YOU KNOW OF THE REVENANT OF DESTRUCTION?”

Ghost frowns, “Usually goes by Soap.”

“HE IS A DANGER. BRINGER OF DEMISE. STAY FAR FROM HIM IF YOU WANT TO GO ON LIVING.”

The Reaper fades away, ignoring his shouting.

“Simon? You solid?” Price’s voice floods his mind, a stark difference to the sharp, overwhelming scream of his Reaper.

Ghost takes control of his frantic, erratic breathing to something closer to normal. He sharply nods before warning Price away from his brain for the next while. He needs to maul it over, alone.

Soap is going to kill him, according to his Reaper. Or ‘bring his demise’, whatever the cryptic fuck meant.

He’s almost mad at his Reaper for even suggesting Soap could do something like that. Soap, who decided he rather blow himself up again and again to atone for his sins, instead of using his extremely powerful abilities. Soap, who looked at him with no fear from the moment they met each other. The person he spent months thinking about, a single mission with him turning his world upside down.

‘Bringer of demise’? Fuck that.

If he’s destined to die, this time for good, by the hands of Soap, so be it. He looks over at him now, face slack in his sleep.

If there’s someone he’d be content with killing him, it would be Soap. He just hopes it won’t weigh on his conscience too much after he dies.

Reapers know it won’t be his fault.

They land after far too many hours, Ghost left with an empty feeling after the meeting with his Reaper. After hours of thinking about its words, he’s no closer to figuring out exactly what it meant.

The feeling fades a tad when he eyes Soap waking up, blinking into consciousness, and when he notices Ghost watching him, gives him a lopsided tired smile that Ghost wants to see every morning for the rest of his life.

The force walk down the ramp with their duffel bags, towards two men expecting them on the tarmac.

“Captain Price! It’s good to finally meet you face to face”, The taller man grins and approaches Price to shake hands. The one behind him smiles slightly at Soap and Gaz, but when he looks at Ghost his face pales.

Looks like he hasn’t lost his old charm just yet.

The men introduce themselves as Alejandro Vargas, Commander of the Los Vaqueros, and Sergeant Major Rodolfo Parra. They and the 141 will cooperate on this upcoming mission, and the taskforce will be residing at their base.

Ghost stays by the sidelines as the two parties converse, overlooking the surrounding scenery. The ladder-like patterns still swirl around the edges of his vision, as he listens to Soap talk with Vargas.

Soap says “I’ve never been to Mexico…” when Alejandro responds

“This isn’t Mexico…

This is Las Almas.”

ohohoho love using one (1) line from the campaign. Anyway I should really go to sleep now no more chapters for today!

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quibbs126 · 8 months

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One thing I’ve been thinking about for the past couple days, but something I’m not the biggest fan of with Kingdom is how the majority of the Cookies of Darkness are played more for jokes than they are for serious. And thus in doing so, the CoD itself doesn’t feel like that much of a threat

Like yeah, I like seeing stuff with the CoD just doing silly stuff, and I don’t need them to be super dark and serious 100% of the time, but like, of the Cookies of Darkness, the only characters that are consistently treated like an actual threat are Dark Enchantress Cookie and Pomegranate Cookie, though even then sometimes she’s part of the gag. And sure, some of the characters in the main story may be treated like a threat, like Red Velvet (despite his one appearance) and Affogato, but then also you’ll have them in a boy band or chilling at the rock festival, totally incognito

And again, it’s not that I don’t enjoy this stuff, but it’s just, how am I supposed to take the Cookies of Darkness as a serious threat when you’re putting them in boy bands and school AUs? Especially when more often than not, it’s the jokey route they use with them?

It’s part of the reason I don’t really see why we need all these Legendaries and Dragons and armies to fight Dark Enchantress, because 80% of the CoD are a bunch of silly little guys. I know realistically DE is powerful and has her Cake Army, hence why they need all that power, but that impression that they’re actually a threat doesn’t typically come to mind for me. But maybe that’s a me thing

And like, honestly I’d say Ovenbreak does it better when it comes to having the CoD seem like a threat. Sure I haven’t seen every event with them involved and I know they only show up like, once in a blue moon, but they usually cause actual problems, and if anything the fact that we see them so little makes them feel more significant, and like Dark Enchantress is more of a looming threat

I dunno, that’s just how I feel

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ams-lol · 2 months

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because of this by @gomzdrawfr, have my 141 in pokemon thoughts

For some reason I imagine Price with kinda tanky or bulky-looking pokemon like Conkeldurr or Pangoro, but as a gym leader, ouh. I think of him with more sturdy type pokemon, so like rock, steel, or dragon. Cuz I imagine it'll be hard to take him down with a simple or normal attack like you gotta him where it hurts

Lickitung with Soap. I don't know why, the vibes fit each other, but I'm also thinking of pokemon that have high speed and accuracy stats (befitting to his callsign origins hehe). While flying type pokemon have the highest average speed stat, Soap has an Electric or Normal type vibe to him if he had his own gym, so maybe a Stoutland or Boltund. Typhlosion would be a good main for him as a trainer

Gaz's gym as flying type gym (get it cuz...helicopter 🤡), but it'd be interesting to see him have a Bug gym. He'd have a really cool Farfetch'd as a trainer though. Though if he were following Price's footsteps, I would say ground or fighting. Fighting type pokemon all have this strong and courageous vibe that's similar to Gaz and I'd like to think he'd do ground so it's relating to rock but still his own thing (and totally not cuz I get the two confused cough) He would look so cool with a Lucario or Heracross though.

Ghost definitely had a Duskull and Marowak both as a trainer and gym leader since both Pokemon rock the skull theme he has. And just the general Dark or Ghost pokemon all have this mysterious or serious vibe to them mostly. While Dark or Ghost type gyms play more to his vibe, I can see him having a Steel Gym. Very strong and stern. Bronzong would look cool as his steel main.

A/N: Rereading this and I think the worms were thinking 141 as Gym Leaders instead of trainers. Maybe I'll make another post about them as trainers next time

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wishesforyou · 4 months

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would it be possible to request rocket with a transmasc reader?? tysm :D

A/N: Ofc!!

Rocket with a transmasc reader

☆ He tries to do everything he can to suit your needs, whether it be buying you a new binder that will work better and conceal better, or buying you baggier clothes do you can feel more comfortable

☆ He'll always remind you what you are to him and will often comment on you being "his boy" and he makes sure that you know you are one

☆ He knows it can be hard with so many judgemental people and he is there for you always.

☆ He usually snaps at any of them who try to say a word, telling them to shut the fuck up or just straight up disrespecting them

☆ If you want to get a surgery but don't have the money, this man will save up enough to buy it for you.

☆ He loves you and wants you to feel confident and safe in your body. Seeing you so uncomfortable in your own skin pains him

☆ If you need medication for it he's also there and buying everything you need. He doesn't let you buy anything for yourself because in his mind, you shouldn't have to pay to be happy

#wish answered ੈ✩‧₊˚#cod mw3 #male reader #trans reader #Rocket x reader #rocket x reader #Rocket x you #rocket x you #Call of duty x reader #call of duty x reader #cod x reader #Cod x reader #Call of duty #Cod #cod

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sweetsummerchildofmine · 1 year

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Hello! If anyone who plays online games has 15 minutes to spare for a survey my friend is trying to do some great work on the subject in her master's she could really use data for!

Please spread around if it doesn't apply would be amazing to get her some responses for this that aren't coming entirely from Reddit threads (where she's had most success so far)

#destiny 2 #gta gamertag #gta online #cod warzone #csgo #overwatch #ff14 ffxiv #fortnight #apex legends #rocket league #world of warcraft

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twdgs · 2 years

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apparently i’m a gamer and i didnt even know it. malewife win

#ROCKET WANTS TO FIGHT #i’m a higher level than my dad in cod. LOL #i only ever played it bc old friends used to

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boostroom · 4 days

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alxthymia-is-not-a-junkrat-main · 1 year

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