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molotovmetro · 1 year

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The 141 + König with a s/o who goes non-verbal

Tiny disclaimer: im autistic and have moments of being non verbal during breakdowns etc, so this is based mostly off of my own experience, but if anyone feels like ive said inaccurate or offensive things, please let me know as that would never be my intention. The way I've written this suggests this is a negative feeling (, since thats how i experience it) but I understand that might not be the same for everyone. For some people this might just be a daily or

Requested by @apocalypticseagull

Warnings: mentions of stress and the slightest hint at possible injury, besides that nothing I can think of

M!reader

Ghost

Ghost relates to you. While he wouldn't claim his experience is the same, he gets moments of overstimulation where he wants everyone to leave him alone, and will just stop reacting to people.

When he feels like this, he prefers to sit in his room, either completely in the dark or with only a small lamp on, and have as little noise around him as possible.

If you're in a stress situation, not knowing what else to do to help you, that's what he'll resort to.

He'll take you into either his room or yours, whichever you would prefer, and holds you while letting you get away from all the triggers for a bit. Unless you're dealing with life or death situations, whatever work you have left for the day can wait. Your wellbeing always comes first.

Soap

Soap is a lot more observant than people give him credit for. He's the king of avoiding stressful situations for you whenever he can.

But alas, he can't avoid it every time. Whether you start saying less and less as the minutes go on, or just stop talking suddenly, he notices immediately.

Not that he'd be quick to admit it, but he's got a written list of everything you like, even if it's just something you mentioned in passing. He absutely will use this list to do whatever he can to make you smile and relieve some of your stress.

He'll make sure to find a way to still communicate that both of you are comfortable with. He'll happily lend you his journal to write in, or he'll ask Roach for some lessons in sign language. He'd break his back bending over backwards to make you comfortable if he had to.

Gaz

No matter how often it happens, Gaz still feels a jolt of panic whenever you don't respond over coms when you're on a mission. He almost sags in relief as soon as he hears you hum, or even just hears the crackly static of you pushing your radio's button.

He knows you're a talented soldier and you're more than capable of handling yourself, he still prefers to be near you at all times. What if something happens and you can't tell him? You could be in trouble without him even knowing. He'll, just knowing you're stressed is making him want to reach for you.

He likes his job, likes helping people and ridding the world of danger, but his favourite part of every mission is when you're sitting in the exfil helo after a good mission, and you give him that wide smile he's been waiting hours, if not days to see.

Price

You and Price have been working together for so long, you both know the drill. When he starts to notice you going quiet, he makes sure he only asks yes or no questions. On your side; one click of your radio button for no, two for yes. Throw in some improvised morse code when necessary, and you've got a solid communications system.

Having this system is also a huge bonus during stealth missions, when he can't talk freely without risking being spotted.

He loves hearing your voice, but he doesn't treat you any differently when you can't talk. He'll support you in whatever way you need, without making it feel like he's babying you.

The two of you are a well oiled machine. No matter how stressful the situation, usually you can tell what the other one is thinking just by looking at them. You know you both have each other's back, verbal communication or not.

König

König doesn't mean to make a big deal out of it, and he won't if you don't, but he does worry.

After a situation like that happens once, he commits everything that helps you to his memory, and uses the knowledge to help you the next time it happens.

Even down to the tiniest detail, he'll remember. If you don't like a certain texture or can only stand a certain flavour of drink during moments like this, he's making sure you have everything you need and are as comfortable as possible. Whatever is stressing you will be dealt with by him while you're resting and calming down.

If you want to be alone, he understands and respects that, and gives you the space you need. But if you don't, there's nowhere he'd rather be than by your side.

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konigsblog · 1 year

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Hi, i like your yandere series.. I’m not sure if you have done it yet, I would like to request what if reader falls in love with yandere cod after being kidnapped?

Tq 🫶🏻🫶🏻

what if reader falls inlove with yandere cod after being kidnapped?

warnings: stockholm syndrome, angst, yandere behaviour, obsessive behaviour, brief kidnapping mention, guilt tripping, manipulative behaviour: i do not condone any yandere behaviour, this is all fiction.

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ghost is the yandere who will guilt trip you into loving him, he has a plan, a plan thats been set out and in action ever since he first kidnapped you.

he'll make sure you're happy, whether thats watching tv - with simon of course - or maybe it's playing a puzzle. "enjoying that, hm?" his voice beamed happily behind you, watching over you waiting for you to place the next piece. you nodded your head, "yes, thank you." he smiled broadly at you.

or on movie nights he'd let you pick, "what movie d'you want?" he'd ask, your head rested on his chest. "can we watch a horror?" your eyes looked into his, as he smirked. "'course." he knew you'd be cuddling up to him in a matter on minutes.

the first time he heard you admit it, it felt like his heart that was once broken and cold had been fixed and warmed up. he was lying down in bed, "goodnight baby, i love you." he'd squeeze your cheeks. "i love you too." he didn't notice immediately, but seconds after he looked down at you with wide eyes.

this was part of his plan, why was he so shocked now? this was what he wanted. for you to love and give in to him, and now it finally happened.

soap is a love bomber, he's kinda forceful with it. forcing you to mutter out, "love you." before he'd leave you be. maybe demanding for you to sit on his lap and kiss him while he mutters in your ear, "i love you so much!" and if you didn't immediately respond with a "love you too." he'd guilt trip you.

"what? you don't love me, lass?" hs leaned back, his head tilted to the side as his menacing eyes stared into yours. "love you, johnny-" his lips would crash against yours.

but of course, everyone knows the difference between; "love you" and "i love you." one has more of a emotional attachment to it.

"goodnight, bonnie. i love you." he'd mumble, pulling you closer to him. over time you had grown closer to him, maybe it was the lack of human interaction with more than just johnny, but eventually you gave in to him. "i love you, johnny..." you'd cry into his chest, desperate for anyone to love you, to speak to you and remind you that you alive and not dead.

price is a bit aggressive with his love. doing paperwork he'd ground you on his lap, demanding you to show him even a ounce of love. "you're a good girl, y'know?" he utter out in your ear, continuing with his paperwork.

or on other days, he'd please you. massaging your back - we all know how that ends - of playing with your hair, brushing it out.

anytime he'd see you a smile would be stuck on his face, unable to remove it. permanent when he was with you. "john?" you ask, his ears perked at your voice as he turned his head towards you. "yes, my love?" his eyes full of care. "do you really mean it when you say you love me?" the only reason you'd ask this was because you, who had been kidnapped, were starting to fall for him.

"of course i do, why would you ask that?" his hands grabbed your face, cupping your cheeks and giving a peck to your forehead. "i... just, i love you too." his eyes lit up at your words, finally, you loved him. he kissed you aggressively, longing on for a bit before pulling away. "i'm so happy you said that, dear."

gaz is a manipulated. he will manipulate you, and morph your feelings into what he wants. it's a bit selfish, but he can't help it. kidnapping for your own benefit is selfish, he knows that.

one night he had let you outside to star gaze with him, something you had begged him for the past several weeks. "thank you, kyle." you cuddle into his chest as a cold breeze came past you.

"y'know you mean a lot to me?" his voice was tired, laced with sleep as he pulled you into a kiss, slow and deep. "baby, i love you so much."

tears came to your eyes, you just wanted to be loved after being kidnapped. "please..-" you began, "i love you, please just love me too.-" you cried into his shoulder.

confused, he asked you, "baby? i do love you, what do you mean?" his voice calm and full with worry and concern. "then why are you slowly hurting me? slowly dragging me down? if you loved you wouldn't put me through the grief and pain of having to leave my family, my life. you don't actually love me." the wind blew, silence filled the air. only the leaves blowing was what could be heard, along with your cries.

alejandro, a gaslighter at heart. anything you say will be misinterpreted into something else. something that'll benefit him.

anything you say will be morphed into something that he thinks is appropriate, "don't be selfish. you asked for this, some people don't get loved like you do."

he had made dinner, a traditional food that he loved. "eat up, mi princesa." he was glad to be sharing a favourite of his. you both spoke, the more you spoke them more you felt comfortable with him.

the tv was on, your face covered the screen with text underneath it. hs saw your eyes, widened with tears and mouth slightly agape. sudden appetite loss was present. "amor, please." he began as you stood up, "sit down." you complied, hiding your face with your hands.

he removed your hands, "i love you. say it with me." he begged, "alejandro please.." you didn't want to admit these feelings, pushing them away. "i love you too.."

könig is a love bomber, making sure that you never feel unloved. he makes sure you know that your loved, kissing you anytime possible, his hands never leaving your body. "mausi.." he whispered in your ear as you cried.

you had been crying about your past, your once life that you loved so dearly had been ripped from your hands. "könig why!!" you begged, you loved him, you blamed him for falling in love. how much he cared and loved you only made you fall deeper.

your cursed yourself, how could you have fallen so low? fallen for a kidnapper, "kleiner hase, please don't push these feelings away. let them stay." könig pleaded with you.

"i don't understand, why me though?" confusion was all that you could think about, even through your tears that stained your puffy face. "because, i love you! you know this, i would never let you feel unloved. prinzessin, i would do anything for you. anything you want, just i can't have you go, i couldn't bare to be without you." his voice rung your ears, your heart warmed at his words but your brain gagged at the idea. "i just...- i know that, i know you love me. but, what i can't understand is why i love you!!"

his hands shook as his smile widened, "you love me?! really? baby i love you so much, it's unimaginable." he squeezed you to his chest, his heart beating a thousand times at once. you whined, gripping at his shirt. he wiped his eyes, you realised he was crying. "you love me."

graves is pure evil, will gaslight you and manipulate you into loving him whilst telling you everything you apparently said.

"you said you loved me a few days ago, go on, say it again." a lie came out his mouth, you never admitted that. never thought you would, "i don't think i did..." you uttered quietly, "so you don't love me, hm? after everything i do for you." his voice was laced with anger, not getting his way. a spoilt brat at heart. "all of this..." he gestured around him. "this is for you, yet you don't appreciate it." he backed you against the couch, sitting you down as he stood infront of you.

"phillip- please..." you pleaded with him, not wanting to admit that you were so desperate for any love. "admit it, we both know it." phillip demanded you, you whined and shook, a few stray tears fell down your face as you covered them. "i..." you began, "i love you." finally, admitted it. a weight was taken off your shoulders only for another to be placed. "that's it doll, we love eachother. don't we?"

your eyes were wet, cheeks glistened from the light. "of course we do..." you leaned into him. "we love eachother."

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lovelovelovelovelove987654321 · 1 month

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Neighbors

Part 1 Part 2

Tw: female reader, mention of Y/N

Proofread by the lovely @crashtestbunny

Ghost sighed as he signed the paperwork to rent a shitty flat. He sighed as he unloaded the boxes from his car, and he sighed as he stepped into the apartment. It matched him, he thought. The cobwebs, the dust, the watermarks, the stains on the carpet and the walls. It all matched his rotting soul. He didn't love the situation, but since when did he deserve to love anything? It was a place to leave his things when he was deployed. It would keep him (mostly) dry and warm, hopefully.

He let the maggots that lived in his brain slither around for a moment before shoving them back. He needed to unpack, and then eat. Get things done. Have a plan of action. Thats how he functioned best. Take off the mask? He briefly considered it, then shook his head sharply. He hadnt cleared the space of cameras yet.

Just then, he heard a knock on the door. Immediately alert to danger, he mentally cataloged the guns and knives he had hidden on various parts of his body. Slowly he opened the door to see his savior. You. With a bright smile and a Tupperware of cookies in hand, you shoved a ray of sunshine and and life right into the endlessly deep pit of darkness that was his brain. He liked no one, absoluetly no one, but he liked you already.

"Hi!" You chirped, "I'm your neighbor! I brought cookies!"

He forgot how to speak for a moment. You were... everything. He gruffly cleared his throat, he wanted to make his voice a little gentler for you. He didn't want to be anything less than perfect for you.

"'Ello. Thanks." He grunted, then cursed himself inwardly. He'd scare you off and he'd never seen you again and he'd have to live with the poison inside of him all alone forever and-

"'Course!" Your smile hadn't faded at all. In fact, it might be bigger. Brighter. More beautiful.

There was a slight awkward pause where Ghost wracked his brains for something, anything to say.

"Weathers been-" "My name is-"

Your smile turned sheepish, a little amused, maybe.

"You can go first." You said, and he wanted to hold you close, tell you everything and nothing all at once because his past had no place here, in your vicinity, but maybe he could tell you a happy memory or two and make you laugh?

"No, you 'kin go." He would let you talk over him forever, if you wanted. He wished he could listen to your voice 24/7/365. Record it and play it on repeat.

With a grateful look, you started again. "My name is Y/N. What's yours?"

A name a name a name a name a name. He had a name for you. It fit. Beautiful, just like you.

"Gh- Simon. The names Simon Riley." He was Ghost. To everyone. Even Soap wasn't allowed to call him Simon, Soap didn't even know he was Simon. Simon was the gentle, innocent, helpless, young boy he used to be. Simon wasn't him anymore.

But for you, he could be. Maybe. He hoped he could be. He could try, anyway.

He didn't want to be Ghost around you. Ghost, who would infect you with his dirty soul. Ghost, who hurt everything he touched, Ghost, who didn't feel. Ghost, who didn't care. Ghost, who was everything that he wanted your life to be free of.

#simon ghost riley x reader #cod x reader #simon ghost riley #ghost #ghost cod #call of duty #call of duty x reader #call of duty x y/n #call of duty x you #simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost riley x female reader #cod x female reader

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rottweiler1 · 2 months

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task force headcannons + los vaqueros with dino :33

A/N: some headcannons so u guys know what dino is and their relationships with dino!! and manipulative dino :3

—honestly, the task 141 would be smothern by dinos height like he's a giraffe, making him tall as konig would be cool!!

—definitely got dino reaching items on the tallest cabinet for his teammates whenever they pass by him, but mainly soap. soap asked him to reach something ontop of a shelf? the dinosaurs coming to save ya.

—dino always eats food like a beast, 5 rounds of barbeque? what heaven. i can imagine the task force slowly staring at dino eating his food aggressively like there's no tommorow. soap would've been saying: 'aren't ya full, bonnie?..' gaz was concerned for dinos eating habits but the lil fella manages <33

—fucking flirtatious dino was, yes he was flirtatious when it comes to close friends. dino could be teasing by ghosts ass or praising soap as a joke. the 141 gets the hint but they can get flustered.. simon? rarely. he has an enemy. thats you.

—dino would always steal ghosts hidden candy stashes, especially if its strawberry. dino could be running down the hall with large footsteps and ghost would yell curses at dino. (got scolded by laswell at the end.. but dino ate the candy :33)

—definitely is the type of guy to ask price: 'when are we there?' like a family in a car ride to a trip to hawaii or something and the annoying little one goes are we almost there? price got so fucking annoyed and had to just say a bit of cursing to dino.

—in a mission? dino has stashes of food in his multiple pockets.. candy, chocolate, drinks, he was a beast anyways.

—dinos the one to measure his dick every one in 3 months.

—the 141 are super fucking concerned for dino because of his weirdness.. but dino is dino! but whats worse is dino snoring so loudly. compare that to a dinosaur roar and you can hear him through the halls. some people slept.. a lot could not to the fact they taped his mouth.

—to be fair, dino loves his teammates even after his manipulative side took over, sometimes he can be nice to simon, real with price and all. love em! but just so you know.. his sister is in another branch. (shhh.. fem!reader.)

—well, ghost has a enemy rivalry towards dino. why you may ask? cause dino was the better one in selection and possibly manipulated ghost once into his own desires. his own greed. but then the dino and the ghost were seperated after selection, never to be seen again.

—talking about ghost, ghost was a bit mad. he was the only own who could see dino's manipulative personality behind those black shades and sharp teeth designed mask. especially taking away his (he wouldn't admit this but..) best pal, soap. ghost knew that you knew he liked soap. (platonically or romantic, however u want!!)

—dino would always put a hand close to their teammates back, basically telling ghost that he won his endgame. ghost despised dino. very. dino also despised ghost because when he was new, ghost was a very fitting man.. despite dinos tall height, his feelings took over to be better then THE ghost.

—now, a relationship with price? father son. well atleast its like that. price was always commanding, strict towards his teammates. dino wanted to get the best out of him so he knew that price liked to be called dad if he had kids. after a mission, dino said dad towards him. price stood there, frozen. dino stared, but he knew it made price grow affection.

—price would teach dino how to snipe better since his aim was a little off, just picture a father and son playing soccer in the backyard. that is price and dino. dino would shoot, price would command at him. aim higher, lower, to the left or to the right. lets say dino got more better to headshots.

—and as dino as he is, a savage, a beast in disguised as a human, he did give a fathers birthday card to gain more affection from price.. to be better. dino was manipulative and price was falling under the trick. atleast he was stealing attention away from ghost..

—dino with gaz were like a married couple but without the married couple. gaz was there for dino, dino trusted gaz the most between his soft gaze.. no chemistry but dino felt safe around gaz. gaz could be listening to dino rant about today, or dino could listen to what gaz was saying. it was like a couple but not.

—dino would always hang out with kyle, making gaz feel more like he had a bodygaurd.. well.. it was complicated.

—dino would puff out his chest to look more intimidating.. gaz hits him from the back and says 'cut it off.'

—gaz would give dino food like feeding a stray cat, very simple and pleasant , all fun and games till hes asking for more more more like a food dispenser.

—have extra food on your plate but you dont wanna eat? no worries, dino would eat it all. he eats so much and yet he works out so much.

—soap with dino.. gym buddies.

—soap would tell dino for more weights, more and more till dino breaks. and dino fell once.. youch. he had to go to the infirmary for that. 'bonnie! fuck.. ya good?' soap said as dino grunted, laying back on the bed.

—soap supported dino whenever you were called to fight someone, so as price and gaz but soap was louder then them. hugs dino whenever they win.

—dino would sometimes take out his flirtatious personality and made jokes.. after the holidays, he watched some tiktok. dino then made gaz look the other away before pulling his chin back to face him.. as soap, he then sang the treat me like white tees song.. backing up his bro!! (gaz is embarrassed.)

—well soap and dino were a great duo.. soap would try to sound like him in that voice of yours while you tried to say things in gaelic. soap was wheezing louder like cleaning some mirror for it to sound so squeaky + a bird dying. u tried.

(small ghoap shipping for yall !!)

—dino would smirk at ghost, after a flirtatious stunt ghost glared at dino with daggers under that skull, dinos hand would lean to his thigh as soap stood there, processing what the fuck dino did.. soap then laughed, hitting dinos arm a few times, getting the joke.. dino glanced at soap before snickering under his breath. ghost stood there, leaning back against the shadows, wanting to rip off that dino's head into 2 matching halves.

(relationship board!!)

dino to price : fatherly bond

dino to soap : his bro

dino to gaz : a best friend

dino to ghost : a big ass bastard who deserves to rot in hell and hoping noone would go for your fucking funeral.

(dw ghost will learn to respect dino, dino will respect ghost!! :3)

shh.

file;

(F!M Y/N L/N.)

AGE: (A/N.)

COUNTRY; (C/N.)

CALLSIGN: Kitty.

#cod fanfic #cod mw2 #cod x reader #call of duty #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #john price #gaz kyle garrick #male reader #dinosaur #dino #cod headcannons #kitty

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blingblong55 · 4 months

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The Great War -141 & Vladimir Makarov

Based on a request:

with the new mw3, lets do angst, something along the lines of “Somewhere in the haze, got a sense i’ve been betrayed” coming from us because 141 betrayed us horribly, which ended up in us getting tortured and then we pretennd its fine when it isnt. forget and forgive we lie and when we meet with Makarov, we tell them, ‘oops sorry, forgot i was also a enemy at some point, guess its time to betray like real enemies do’ and as we set Makarov free, we show that we have been working as his spy ever since they betrayed us. also can this be with a female reader and we also marry makarov behind their backs so thats why we betray so hard? i love u! ---- F!Reader, soldier!reader, enemy!reader, betrayal, mentions of war and violence ----

Part 1, Part 2

One was set to win. That win would set a new record for all criminals and good men. This is how modern warfare changes for the better and worse of us.

This is the great war.

"So, how will we do this?" Price asks Laswell, who was looking at the board of pinned suspects and the three main targets. A love triangle, what a mistake and blessing this was for the three people involved. "I gathered some intel, I know that tension is high with Makarov and R/N. My source tells me Ghost is driving a line between the two lovers and we will use that leverage." Amongst all the people looking for the three criminals, there was an underground world that wanted their story to succeed. After all, what is evil without danger?

Meanwhile, somewhere in Amsterdam.

"Simon, stop-"

"R/N, he isn't going to make us last long," Ghost tried to reason his idea for throwing Makarov to the dogs that the soldiers around the world were. "We are not killing my fucking husband, I am not going to give him to Laswell so she can send him to prison." The gun in your hands is cleaned from the fresh blood.

Everyone knew that this is what always kills such powerful villains. Love the fact that someone else was introduced to the already steady team. Simon was a liability, there was no lie there but what he brings to the table is stronger. His background runs deep and he knows best.

Soldiers on both sides train, wanting their idea of 'Good' to win. In war, there is no good. It is all bad and cruel, even if you are told you are on the good side of history, you know deep inside, that for one story there are two sides, so you will always be a villain no matter what.

Six months and five days and now you find yourself in a meeting room. Vladimir tells soldiers the plan, Ghost giving you a look and then you looking at your husband. His hand holds yours, "We are doing this to end those who think they have better us and we will crush them.

It was a nightmare for Task Force 141 to fight against their own.

There you were, opposite sides of the line. Guns in hand, bombs waiting to explode and you, holding Vladimir's hand. The first gun shot fired and it was to the opposing team.

This is how all wars begin.

Price had minor scratches, Gaz with a minor wound to his shoulder and Soap, running across the hills to place bombs and ready himself for what came. On the other side, snipers were on hold, Ghost commanding them. Vladimir commits crimes as his militia moves closer to the targets.

Skies roar, rain and thunder fall but no one has any reason to stop. One must win, they all think and dream of.

Three weeks into this and there you stood, watching as both sides created good-faith treaties. Ghost gives you a knowing look and you shake your head. "No, we're not going with that plan," you oppose but the man with the final word is Makarov.

"My love, there is no other choice," his hands take hold of your face. "No, we're not doing that. Please, let's not do this, Vlad," you plead and he kisses your forehead.

As he told you the steps to this dreaded plan, all went silent. Life flashed as his words continued. Everyone in that room watched as you shed tears, as you held your husband and as you continued to refuse the plan.

"I'll see you soon," Vladimir kisses your forehead and leaves the room. His men holding you back. "Ghost," you say out of desperation but all he does is give you a small head shake. "Sorry," he whispers and leaves.

Once you had calmed down, you were guided to Makarov's private office, where you just awaited with grief.

Out in the field, Vladimir turns to Ghost. "We fight or die, you hear me?" "Loud and clear," Ghost says back and they both go into position.

141 and Konni Group made up floors with blood and gun shells. It was a blood bath and one that would guarantee some repercussions.

One shot made the surrounding areas fall silent.

"Enemy down," Ghost says over the radio.

Vladimir looks up at Ghost. "You sonovabitch," Vladimir tries to sit up but Ghost presses his boot to his throat. "You took men I worked with down back in London, and rest assured it won't happen again." Ghost pointed his gun to the side of Makarov. "And don't worry, your widow will be occupied as you burn in hell." His finger is close to the trigger.

"Don't you dare hurt her!"

"Who said anything about hurting? She will be a widow for a short time, soon or later, that widow will become my wife."

Ten minutes later, Ghost knocks on the door. You open it expecting to find him and Makarov but he hands you Makarov's gun and he shakes his head. "No, please...please tell me this isn't true," you begin to cry. "I'm sorry. I tried to stop him but-"

"Stop him?"

"He committed suicide" The lie left Ghost's lips.

"No, no that isn't true. He would never-"

"R/N, I saw him, I tried to reason with him but...nothing worked and I was there too late, I'm sorry." He hugs you.

Then the conversation he told you before stepping out of the meeting room made more sense.

"If me and Ghost don't make it back to the office, you grab your bag and go to Switzerland. A home has been set for you, it's a peaceful place and I know it'll be difficult to move on but my love, you have to. Don't look back and live a long life. There is a bank account that has billions of dollars in it. You use that money for whatever you please. I love you," he kissed your hands and sighed.

Many will win. Many will die. Many will go home and just like Makarov, many will die on cold frozen ground, away from their loved ones and away from home.

Back at the 141 HQ.

"Laswell, explain it!" Price said through gritted teeth.

"Fine." She sat down and lit her cigarette.

"I made R/N fall for Makarov. I was the reason they met. I sent all of you away from her and I made her and Ghost stay behind so she could have some rendevous with Makarov. You wanted Makarov dead and you got it."

"You fucking lied to us," Gaz mentions.

"No, I didn't lie. I just didn't tell you the truth of the real plan."

"And what is the real plan?" Soap questions.

"Unbeknownst to everyone but me and Ghost, I made R/N fall for Makarov. Who do you think gave her the advice to marry her prohibited love? I knew Ghost fell for R/N long before Makarov came into the picture. So I made a deal. He and R/N live a life away from worry and in exchange, he betrays us and kills Makarov. It's crazy how far love goes."

"Alex was right about you," Gaz mentions and Laswell shakes her head. "Gentlemen, you got what you wanted. Makarov is dead and Russia is in talks to prevent another attack. We all win."

"Why not imprison him?" Soap asks.

"He would escape. So, Ghost came up with the plan to kill Makarov as he pretended to be on the side of Konni. It's not a complicated scheme," Laswell crosses her legs and lets out a puff of smoke.

"You made us believe Ghost betrayed us-"

"What about R/N? Did she know about this plan of yours?" Price, as the older brother he was to you asks.

"She didn't know and as far as I'm concerned, she believes Makarov committed suicide. He even went out of his way to make her life away from the military comfortable and gave her nearly 2 billion dollars so she could live comfortably. If only he knew that Ghost would also enjoy those riches," she chuckles and stands up.

"Go rest," she advises and leaves the room.

In every story, there will always be villains.

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fixfoxnox · 10 months

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Y'all know the thing of Neil Ellice with long hair that everyone was losing their shit over earlier?

This one???

I'm claiming it for the SoapRoach/GhostRoachSoap nation now.

HERES THE PLAN:

Deep undercover Soap, he grew his hair and beard out specifically to infiltrate a terrorist cell thats been slowly growing. It's headed by an American and notoriously hard to get involved in, but through monitoring the channels the 141 learned that the cell were looking for someone to help make explosives and shit for them.

So with months in the making the 141 craft this false identity for Soap. He's not Soap, he's just John McCormick and he's ex-militaty currently on the run for deserting. Its a perfect disgust because Soap is essentially allowed to be himself and have his same knowledge without worrying about remembering a harsh backstory or staying in character. The hair and beard are to add to this idea that he's trying to stay hidden.

Finally everything is ready and he goes undercover. It takes about a month, but he finally gets brought into the terrorist cell and pretty quickly works his way up the ladder until he's being introduced to the head guy. Johnathan Sanderson, a man who'd lost almost his entire family thanks to the US military and was out for harsh revenge.

The only member of his family remaining is his younger brother, Gary "Roach" Sanderson who isn't really involved in what his brother does despite knowing about it. He stays close because Johnathan is too overprotective and refuses to chance losing him too.

During his time undercover, Soap gets close to Roach and kinda maybe starts seeing him. He knows he shouldn't, he knows it can never really work, but he just can't help himself. Roach is too lovely and the two just get along so well.

Soap wants to tell Roach, he wants to tell him so bad, but he keeps things hidden.

The undercover op lasts almost two years of Soap trying to get the information that will allow the 141 to bring down the terrorist cell once and for all. Thats nearly two years of lying and secretly reporting back to, secretly communicating, and secretly meeting his team. Two years of being together with Roach and falling into a routine with him. Two years that lead to him eventually proposing to Roach, despite the fact that he knows he shouldn't. He just wants to pretend, just for a little longer.

Then, of course, he gets the information he needs, but in the process exposes himself. He's forced to run and barely makes it back to the 141 alive. Roach is informed that his fiance John was an undercover operative the entire time and, within days, the entire terrorist cell are being arrested or are getting themselves killed fighting back.

Roach gets arrested, but its more to get him out of harms way and to interrogate him rather than actually put him in jail.

He's getting interrogated by Price, Ghost, and Gaz about his brother when Soap steps into the room. He's not said a fucking word the entire time before Soap comes into the room and by the time Soap does, Price is threatening him with jail time. Soap like leans over the table and is like, "Roach...please just tell them what they want to know."

And Roach just refuses to look at him but Soap is still trying and he's just speaking softly and eventually Roach just snaps at him, "Why would you care what happens to me? You seemed pretty content just to use me for your own needs, John."

And Soap is like, "Please, please that isn't what was happening I swear." Price and the 141 pull Soap out of the room and get filled in about the little secret that Soap was hiding in that he'd started a relationship with and had even proposed to Roach.

Soap begs to be given some time because he's sure that he can get Roach to answer their basic questions about his involvement. So they let Soap go back into the room alone.

Soap gets into the room and for like the first thirty minutes to an hour Roach refuses to speak with him and they end up sitting in silence or with Soap being the only one talking. Then, finally, Soap mentions something about their engagement and Roach snaps.

Roach starts accusing him of only using him to get to his brother, of Roach being a pawn in whatever game he was playing, of Soap still trying to trick him now by playing on the love that Roach has for him. Soap refutes every point and swears up and down that he's in love with Roach and that Roach was never part of his plan to get to his brother.

Eventually Soap is like, "What do I have to do to prove to you that I love you?"

Roach answers, "Leave the 141. Leave the military."

Soap pauses for a short moment before, "If thats what it takes. If thats what makes you believe." And he leaves the room and comes back like an hour later with the papers that he would need to resign from the military and Roach is just gaping while watching him sign them.

And eventually Soap finishes and sets the pen down and slides the papers over to Roach so he can look at them and see that they're legit. Roach takes one look at them before just breaking down sobbing.

He finally answers the questions while crying into Soap's chest and clinging to him and at the end of it Price is like, "Okay, you're free to go." And Soap hands Price the resignation papers, but before Price can take them Roach grabs them and just rips them in half.

Soap asks him what he's doing in a panic and Roach (still crying) is just like, "I can't ask you to leave for me, I didn't think you'd actually do it, I'm sorry."

And it takes time and patience, Roach essentially has to relearn who his boyfriend is and Soap has to earn his trust back, but eventually the two work things out and the wedding is back on and Johnathan (in jail) is lowkey pissed on Roach's behalf but won't show that in front of Roach so he just glares daggers and mouths mean things to Soap when Roach isn't looking ajdbhdhsbd

Anyways yeah...I also have ideas on how to make this GhostRoachSoap so if you want that...lmk

#thoughts with luke #gary roach sanderson #simon ghost riley #call of duty #john soap mactavish #captain john price #taskforce 141 #call of duty fanfic #soap x roach #soaproach #ghostroachsoap #soaproachghost

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eiraeths · 4 months

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more assorted 141 headcanons

idk what really is considered a trigger warning or a content warning but there’s mentions of ocd tendencies and trauma responses. also the impending feeling of doom that comes with being a solider at war.

soap is a dirty charlatan. going back to my previous headcanon of him being a punk teenager he might of shoplifted from big companies and what not anyway since he’s an adult with responsibilities he doesn’t do that anymore. instead, it turned into making elaborate schemes whether it be a game of cards or pilfering random items from people only to give it back to them to see the shock or confusion on their face

ghost can pickpocket. him and soap once had a long game of who could steal the most stuff off of each other’s persons before the other notices. price had to put a stop to it after they got a little too over-zealous with it

ghost can sew and uses this skill for evil. he find out someone he doesn’t like is superstitious and he’s making a miniature effigy of them and terrorizing them with it. not in an explicit way either only implicit. probably makes it look just like them and leaves it where they can find it and its just mini them in a hazardous situation. no one but price knows it’s him.

gaz is super into formula one racing. he gets soap into it and tries to get price into it but price would rather watch football/soccer. price will still watch it with them but doesn’t understand a damn thing going on

soap is good with cars. bro is a full on mechanic. this may be because he wanted to see how many different ways he could turn a vehicle into a bomb and got really into the mechanical aspects instead. he still figured out the bomb stuff though

soap is very number oriented. counts ceiling tiles and passing cars religiously. may of stemmed from running out of bullets before. this could be seen as a trauma response compulsion or ocd compulsions tbh. feel like its not really an active thing he does but rather an action without conscious thought behind it

gaz once wore eyeliner and everyone short circuited because god DAYUM he’s hot. it was definitely lower lid heavy and pointed down or followed the tilt of his eyes

ghost is a bird freak and can mimic a lot of different bird calls. oh side snippet time y’all know that nursery rhyme about counting magpies? the one for sorrow two for joy? anyway thats very ghoap coded now i gotta write something with that. anyway ghost uses his powers of mimicry (its echolalia and we all know it is) to distract enemies in the field. like the assassins creed whistle except its just bird whistles. he definitely loves infodumping to the 141 when different birds cross their path. when soap learned about birds like great tits or blue tits he had a field day. ghost still hasn’t told him about other birds with vulgar sounding names for that very reason.

a nod back to my previous headcanon about soap collecting pretty rubble from explosions, the team adds onto this for him when they can. price finds him rubble with specific shapes (there was in fact a cock shaped one and price had an internal debate if he really wanted to give it to him knowing what it’d spark. never in his life had he heard so many dick jokes in such a short amount of time. he considered separating gaz and soap because of it. ghost ended up doing it for him by manhandling soap into a different seat and staring at him until he closed his mouth) gaz gets him rubble with specific patterns on them like mosaics and tile. ghost tries to find him specific colors whether it be one of each color of the rainbow or a single color with various shades and hues

ghost separates stuff by color. he mostly wears black but also has some clothes that are like dark blue or green. i don’t see him wearing warm colors at all no matter the shade

price once received a present of cigars from around the world and it’s one of his most prized possessions. even if he sticks to one brand (og price smoked villa claras so we’ll go with that)

gaz and soap make plans to build a race car despite knowing they’ll never get the time to do so. an entire journal of soap’s is dedicated to this car. its got blueprints of the body, motor, and electrical system.

ghost makes soap a quilt with the mactavish clan pattern (i forgot what the actual term is. tartan?) being the key focus and soap cries

all of them try to carry gum for soap (bro definitely got an oral fixation)

okay thats all for headcanons for now. any of y’all got headcanons for price or gaz i can steal and add onto cause its harder for me to come up with mundane things for them

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mylarena · 1 year

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hrngh. zombie apocalypse au.

ghost is the big ol' lone wolf whos doing perfectly fine in the apocalypse, of course, no he doesnt need anyone else. he has no group bc he doesnt need one.

soap is some guy who got separated from his group, 141, (price, gaz, laswell, etc.) and stumbled into ghost somehow, and for whatever reason ghost didnt kill him and instead told him to get lost, but soap decided fuck that and started following him instead. ghost does not like this and wants him to fuck off. soap insists that he has no where to go because he doesnt know where the hell he is or how to get back to his group- all he has is the name of the location they have their base at. so hes staying with ghost bc he seems trustworthy and like he would protect him. (hes a fucking moron. how the hell can he call some guy he just met 'trustworthy'? what makes him think ghost would protect him? he should know that even people that you trust with your life can hurt you.)

ghost shows him the route to the place via map. he lines it out. soap insists that hes shit with directions and will need a guide. ghost says he can find one elsewhere. soap says that no one else is anywhere around, plus ghost already knows the route, so why not he just lead him there? ghost says no. they go back and forth for a while, but eventually ghost gives up and agrees to bring him to his group- just to the location, and then hes getting the hell out of dodge. soap is very happy about this, much to ghosts disgruntlement.

this is when soap tells him that he didnt just get separated from his group, but that one of the people in the group had sold them out to another, larger group- who had captured him and put him all the way out in fuck-all-nowhere. he says he doesnt know what the state of his group is- if theyre alive, dead, imprisoned, or banished- but he wasnt just going to stay away when they could be okay.

he wasnt just going to knowingly lead ghost into potential danger without telling the man first. he wasnt that much of an asshole. he gives him an out, saying that hed understand if he changed his mind.

ghost, despite knowing that itd be fucking stupid to help him, agrees to escort him there. he justifies it in his head as having already made a commitment to the job and he isnt willing to back down from a challenge.

so they start some sort of post-apocalyptic roadtrip, fighting like hell through cities and towns and forests and at one point a literal cornfield, for whatever fucking reason.

throughout their journey, they talk. its mostly soap. (john, he insists, or soap. thats what his friends call him. ghost, in some sort of rebellion of being one of his friends, calls him johnny. it threw the man off guard at the start for whatever reason, so ghost kept it up in hopes of unsettling him and keeping him at arms length. it didnt work.)

ghost never gives him his name. never gives his story. never shows his face. never lets johnny past the walls hes built up over decades, no matter how hard the man tries. he keeps everything to himself, even his wounds- no bites. never any bites. hes not stupid enough to hide a bite from johnny, no matter how much he dislikes the man. the man trusts him for some reason, and hes not going to let himself turn and kill him if he can stop it.

johnny talks about his life. he talks about his family over in scotland; his maw, his brothers and sisters, his cousins, nieces, nephews... he tells him about his childhood pets, his time in high school, the jobs he had over the summer.

he tells him about his group. price, their de facto leader; laswell, the woman who has price by the ear and actually runs shit; gaz, a snarky little shit that loves to cause problems on purpose; and graves. johnny never talks about graves, and anytime he mentions his name his voice fills with bitter venom. ghost assumes that this graves fucker is the one who betrayed them.

ghost is curious, he wont lie, but its nothing personal about johnny. he just likes to know all he can about a situation, naturally. and the way the usually sunny disposition of the man darkens whenever he thinks about this graves man seems to be an important part of johnnys situation. thats all it is. he never asks. johnny will tell him if he wants to, anyway.

and he does, one night. theyre camping in the woods, no fire. ghost is taking the first watch, leaning against a tree with his rifle in his lap, while soap lies on his back, staring at the stars. its quiet, and johnnys own voice is barely more than a whisper as he starts to talk. he starts talking about graves- phillip graves- and his friendship with the man. how they got along, how they helped each other, how johnny trusted him.

then he talks about how he was the last time they had seen each other.

at first, it had seemed like a normal day. gaz was on watch, price was in his office, laswell was with her wife- and graves had pulled soap into a side room, saying he needed to talk to him about something. he had seemed tense, riddled with nerves and some kind of excitement. soap followed him without protest, figuring the man had gotten into some kind of mischief.

and he had. just... not in a fun, harmless way like soap expected.

he told soap about what hed done. he had given shepherd's group- a larger faction named the shadows that had been poking and prodding and pushing for ownership of their base and the surrounding territory- integral information on their schedules, defenses, and weaknesses. he had been approached while he was patrolling their territory and offered a position of power in the group if he gave them information. and he did.

soap listened, horrified, angry, and distraught- and then graves told him he could come with him.

he told him he had a place alongside him in the shadows, that he had already cleared it with shepherd as long as soap agreed to be loyal to them. he said that they could be great together. he offered as if he was already dead certain that soap would join him, that he would follow him in betraying the 141.

he offered as if he truly believed that soap was more loyal to him than to his entire family.

and so soap punched him, (hopefully he broke his nose,) and immediately ran to warn price or laswell, or anyone else. but graves had chosen his timing well. as he ran down the hall, he could hear the beginnings of a fight. of fucking warfare.

he didnt go into detail about the fighting, giving a bare bones rundown of how it went before he had been knocked out. the next time he had woken up, he'd been in a moving vehicle, blindfolded and bound. no matter what he did, what questions he asked, or how hard he struggled, he was kept in the dark about where they were going. he didnt know how long he had been slipping in and out of consciousness before he finally woke to the jostling of being thrown out of the car onto the hard ground, hearing the clang of a pocket knife sounding next to him and the doors slam shut, then the unmistakable rumbling of the car driving off.

at that point, there wasnt much left to tell. he managed to find the knife, cut away the bindings, unblindfold himself, and then end up in the trouble that ghost saved him from a day later.

when he finishes telling his story, the two of them sit in silence for a minute. johnny's glad ghost doesnt mention the way his breath had began to stutter partway through the story- even more glad for the dark hiding the way his cheeks were wet.

just as he opens his mouth to say something more, to brush off the vulnerability he displayed, ghost cuts him off with his own confession.

"simon."

"huh?"

"my name."

"oh."

"mm."

theyre silent for a few minutes more.

"goodnight, johnny."

"... g'night, simon."

at some point during their travels, they meet alejandro and rodolfo. it started with a short scuffle in a safehouse the two men had been occupying, but it ended with only a few bruises and a shaky agreement to not hurt each other.

its over dinner that soap mentions graves- they had been making small talk about how they got there, soap and alejandro immediately hitting it off- and both of the men have a nearly visceral reaction. rudy is significantly calmer about it than alejandro is, but the anger in his eyes is the same.

soap gives them a minimal description of his experience- graves betrayed his group, attacked them, and dropped soap in the middle of no where- and its not long after that alejandro and rudy have an exchange in spanish, then alejandro turns and insists that they join the group to get revenge on graves.

soap usually wouldve immediately said yes, but instead he turns to ghost. they make eye contact, seemingly having a silent conversation, before ghost sighs and turns back to the two men.

"right, fine. but im laying down some ground rules."

and so two became four.

while theyre traveling, things are stirring back with the 141. price, even though he was imprisoned, managed to get both himself and gaz out unnoticed. graves had admitted that soap had simply been removed instead of killed, hence his absence, so price is hoping that if he looks hard enough he can find him. because he knows soap would never abandon them if he had the choice.

and so they travel. price watches over gaz, gaz keeps price on his feet, and they continue searching for soap, until they find them neck deep in the middle of a horde and rescue them.

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hunterbunter3000 · 1 year

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Krueger being a seat sniffer isn’t shocking tbh 💀 that man def already picked out the names of his and Sweetheart’s future kids and wedding plans detailed in a binder (is he manifesting or delusional; who knows lol!).

He also def has a shrine dedicated to Sweetheart openly in his room, atleast the other boys have the decency to hide their shrines in their closet 😤😂

LMAOOO STOP THATS SO HIM (AND FUCKING EVERYONE ELSE)

He has like- three binders and two notebooks he has for Sweetheart and his future with her. Like it's just FILLED with where they would live, how many kids they would have, tHEIR NAMES, the colleges they would go to, the house he wants to get when they get married, THE WEDDING

MANS IS EVEN PLANNING FOR THEIR RETIREMENT LIKE-- KRUEGER??? he's delulu and manifesting for this to happen!! Let's cheer him on! ✨️🙏 PFFTT-

And yes. He has a shrine of Sweetheart. OBVIOUSLY. THE MOMENT YOU WALK IN its right there in your face. It's sitting on a small table-like stand and it's FILLED with framed pictures of Sweetheart and heart shaped candles around them. There's a long frame with gold on it, and inside of it is a nail set he got her his first time ever (that was three years ago 💀) She told him it was coming off, and she was so sad because he got it for her (he fell in love with her more because of that) so he helped her get them off, and he told her that he'll throw them away.

S I K E

once she left he threw them in his pocket so fast and ran off to his room 💀💀 and then there's a pedestal on the table, and it has a small, marble bust of Sweetheart he paid someone to do on etsy (HE LOVES ETSY IM NOT CHANGING MY MIND) and what's crazy is that all of its glued down to the table, and there's a button behind it, so he presses that button when Sweetheart comes around and the table top flips, being empty and he places magazines on the clean top 🧍‍♀️ THE MAN HAS A SECRET CONTRAPTION FOR HIS SHRINE

(You can't deny the fact that he prays to it as well. You CANT)

He's down horrifically bad. He wants her sO BADLY

well get tf in line BIG BOY CAUSE SO DOES EVERYONE ELSE

They don't really have shrines like Krueger (because he's delusional) but everyone does have a picture of Sweetheart or some sort of gift she's made them somewhere in their room. Or on them.

Like Alejandro has a small gold locket of Sweetheart he wears around his neck and NEVER TAKES IT OFF-- and when he's about to go on a mission, he kisses the locket, says a small prayer and puts it under his shirt, so he knows that he's protected and has someone to go back to (why am I making myself cry)

Rudy has a picture of Sweetheart framed with a letter she sent him on his desk with the little things she's made him. He reads the letter every time he misses her (WHY AM I DOING THIS TO MYSELF)

Ghost wears a braided friendship bracelet Sweetheart made him. (Its black and blue with lil skulls) He hides it on his left wrist with his glove, but he still wears it. When he's not around Sweetheart, he plays with the ties and smiles

Soap has like a little collage of pictures of Sweetheart and him on a corkboard. They take pictures when they're in a new country or state and collect weeds of flowers and give it to each other (SO CUTE I LOVE SOAP) and his sketchbook is FILLED of Sweetheart-- like he remembers what she looks like so much he sketches her from memory. And he uses a separate sketchbook for her, he calls it "Sweet's Looks".

Gaz only has one picture of her, and it's on his phone. It's Sweetheart cuddled up on his side, hand on his chest while watching a movie. It's obviously his home screen wallpaper (not his lock screen he can't handle that) he also has a little basket of different rocks Sweetheart has given him because she has a little basket of rocks he has given her as well (they're birds I tell ya)

Price has a photo of her in his hat. That's why he never lets anyone touch it, and his heart beats a little quicker when Sweetheart wears is hat cause he's nervous she's gonna see the picture (she has, and it's her and Brutus together and she squeals everytime in her mind)

Roach has a picture of Sweetheart taped to a bear. 🧍‍♀️ don't really wanna go into that one--

Alex has like- one of those photo booth type of pictures. Yk the ones that come in threes or fours. They went to a mall and Sweetheart HAD to get some. Alex uses his as a bookmark.

Now Horangi is like Krueger. He DOES have a shrine but it's in his closet. You will NEVER SEE IT.

König would have a shrine in his closet as well, but it's SMALL. Like two pictures and a good luck letter she wrote to him when he was on a mission. He's so soft for her good lord.

Graves has like.... I don't know a paperclip? That Sweetheart gave him? Think he still has that pen that Sweetheart forgot to take back. Still counts.

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d4adf4iry · 9 months

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The cod boys (preferably König and Ghost) where they cheat on the reader and regret it? Headcanon or whatever! I love your writing ❤ so please as angst as possible <3

Hii thank you for the request! I will definitely try some angst I don’t think I’ve ever done that but let’s go! (I’m not sure if you want both of them..? As a polyamorous couple?? So I’ll do Ghost if you don’t mind 😞‼️)

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The slight whispers and grumbles from people in the bar is what he could hear. Simon would only drink his problems then facing them. He grabbed his drink downing then slamming it back down on the table, the bartender grabbed his glass as he mumbled for another. What was this..? His 5th cup. The liquid didn’t give him much thought as he rubbed his bloodshot eyes. Some girl seduced her way into there bed.. no no her bed now. Simon would never ever cheat on his significant other knowing that it was hard to earn his trust and easy to break it too. So how was it that he cheated. That damn girl, y/ns neighbor and her slutty pick me outfit. She was blackmailing him saying if he didn’t fuck her then she would tell y/n that something bad was going to happen. He never wanted something bad to happen but something bad did happen. She was riding on top of him as he heard a gasp from the doorway. The girl stopped and they both looked towards the gasp. Y/N both looked at them broken, stunned. Their eyes started watering as they screamed at Simon. Simon quickly threw the girl off of him and she ran to pick up her clothes not even bothering to put them on. “WTF THE SIMON WHO IS THIS BITCH HUH?” they had slapped him across the face, tears falling down their cheeks. “No! Love you don’t understand she was-“ he was quickly cut off by their partner “NO FUCKING SAVE IS SIMON I DONT CARE GOD DAMMIT!” he tryed to reach for his partner once again but just shoved him off. “Oh my god..” was all they heard from the person standing in front of him. His partner cluched themselves as the gave out on the floor, they were now wailing. “Get out Simon..” was all he heard in broken up tounge. He stood for a moment and grabbed his things before speaking. “GET THE FUCK OUT SIMON PLEASE” he knew this was his last warning so he looked back at his partner laying on the floor and walked out and now he’s here. Why?? He could’ve said no because the trust the fucking trust he had and now it’s broken. He felt the tears prickling his eyes once again, Simon rarely cried to. He slapped a bill on the table and walked out the pub. He got into his car and drove to Soaps house.

(Let’s pretend he can drive lol) BUT THATS IT CAUSE IDK HOW TO END IT REALLY LMAO. I hope you enjoyed and I hoped it was up to your standers I’m sorry if it wasn’t 🥲

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unhingedpolycule · 4 months

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Aromantic Horangi is not something I’ve considered, but I love it. Tell me more.

As for dealing with Krueger I see Soap as the one more likely to start a fistfight. The guy is hot blooded as hell and he’s not going to tolerate anyone calling his relationships into question. Ghost seems more the type for the subtle warfare, he doesn’t want to upset Konig but he’s gonna fuck Krueger’s day up.

I headcannon Horangi as someone super laid back, but in the silent, precise and analytical kind of way. We are talking to the extend of coming off as colder than he actually is. But he actually cares deeply. König didn't understand this, until he has a bad panic attack at 3 am and afterwards stands in the kitchen, trying to pour a bowl of cereal with shaking hands. Only for Horangi to come in, take one look at him and do it for him, before sitting with him for an hour, until König feels like he is able to sleep again. He considers him his best friend afterwards.

I feel like their closeness would lead to landing in bed together and König proceeds to fall. Hard. Horangi tries again and again to explain to him that he cares deepy, but love is just not on the table, that he just doesn't feel attraction in this way. Its frustrating for both of them, they fight more than once, because König thinks Horangi is just using him. He feels like they are basically a couple already, what does HHorangi mean he doesnt fall in love? He thinks he does something wrong. König only gets over his feelings when Horangi puts his foot down and tells him to respect his boundaries and feelings or else. König finally does a bit of googling and this makes it much easier for him to be understanding. Horangi isnt lying, this is a thing that people do experience.

What stays, is a gentle, deep friendship. They trust each other, sleep with each other and hold each other. Even if they are not exclusive, they don't really go out with other people because its inconvenient, but Horangi has more partners than König. They share a physical proximity, but König always longs for a relationship with someone who loves him romantically. (Which is hard to come by when you don't wanna give up your squish.) König often vents his frustrations to him and Horangi really tries to hold back on the: "Well, if you were Aromantic, your life would be easier. Ever considered changing teams?" Jokes.

When he meets Ghost and Soap, he is head over heels and when they notice him too, there is a conversation to be had about the whole thing, but they accept his thing with Horangi fully. There is still jealousy sometimes, that can't be fully avoided, but Horangi taught König how to properly communicate polyamory and now he can step up and help them navigate this.

(Horangi is happy with his sexuality, albeit he had to struggle for some time, the typical "whats wrong with me??? Why can't I love my partners like they love me? Am I doing something wrong??" Until he just says fuck it and starts setting boundaries.)

And ABSOLUTELY. Soap laughs at first because he thinks it is a joke or Krueger is just weird, but he clocks on to Krueger being malicious on purpose and it might very well escalate to screaming and threats. Maybe not to a fistfight (because ghost holds him back) because Soap knows he would get a write up and thats not a good look. Ghost follows Krueger at night, just to freak him out. Acts as if he is just coincidentally wherever Krueger is. It gets really terrefying when Krueger goes for a jog and there is the cherry of a cigarette closely behind him. He doesnt stop his shitty behavior, but god, he makes sure that he is never alone with Ghost for too long.

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seancekitsch · 1 year

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Can we get “i’m tired of having to pretend we hate each other.” and “they’re gonna hear us if you don’t be quiet.” “good.” with Richie? I miss that pathetic Reddit Troll

reader isn't ghost face but knows what's up

You throw yourself into one of the chairs in the little vending machine room in the hospital, sighing loudly as you crack open a room temperature can of coke zero. You’ve only been in Woodsboro for a few hours, and already you just want to go back to Modesto and serve your stupid little beers at the bowling alley bar. Living a horror movie isn’t as glamorous as you thought it would be. Instead, you’ve just forgone a shower and watched a soap-opera-worthy fight between whiny siblings who can’t see the story unfolding around them.

“That bored already?” Richie’s voice comes from behind you.

“Jesus tap dancing Christ!” you exclaim, nearly spilling your soda. You hate when Richie sneaks up on you.

“Nope, just me,” he quips, and drops himself into the other chair at your little metal table.

“You know, you really shouldn’t sit with your back to the door. Not when there’s a killer on the loose.”

You roll your eyes.

“Thanks for the advice. What are you, my dad?” you sneer.

“Your dad isn’t even in the picture, thats why you like me so much,” Richie bites back meanly, but both of you crack up with laughter about your supposed daddy issues.

“I do!” you exclaim, fake exasperated, “I like you so much! Ugh.”

You throw your head into your hands dramatically. This is normal for you and Richie, this was nice. This was how you liked it to be. You wish it was always like this.

“I’m tired of having to pretend we hate each other,” you admit, head still in your hands.

“I know, baby, I know,” Richie coos, leaning over the table to grab one of your hands in his big warm ones.

“Just a little bit longer,” he promises, and you know he’s right. The timeline is working out even quicker than he thought. Soon, you’d be hamming it up for the cameras and you could have Richie back again.

“I just wanna laugh at your jokes again,” you whine. It’s hard, playing the role of Sam’s best friend that HATES her boyfriend. You’ve spent the last day and a half in cramped quarters with both of them, trying to sit back and not let it bother you every time Richie has to say he loves her, to not laugh when Richie makes some joke about not being a horror fan. If only Sam knew…

“I know baby, come here,” Richie squeezes your hand, urging you to stand. He pulls you to his side of the table and pats his lap for you to sit. “C’mere.”

You sit, draping yourself across him and letting your arms rest around his neck comfortably like you always do. Richie immediately starts kissing up the side of your neck, soothing any doubts or annoyances from the past day. He doesn’t care that you haven’t showered and you don’t care that he stinks of his “girlfriend’s” god awful perfume, you just need each other. Your fingers rake through his curls, and his hands grab at you, pulling you close and groping at you wherever he could.

“Fuck, Rich,” you moan, your voice bouncing off of the sterile white tiles in the room.

Richie tuts and pulls away from you slightly. You want to whine at the loss of his lips on you, but you suppress it. You don’t want to seem as needy as you are.

“They’re gonna hear us if you don’t be quiet,” Richie warns. He’s right. Sam and her twerp sister and that girl Richie met on Reddit are all only three doors down. They could easily catch you, and your status as the final girl in Richie’s movie would be gone instantly.

“Good,” you whisper, pulling him in for a deep kiss on the lips, him easily parting his lips and letting it become a full blown make out.

He can’t deny he loves the idea, the danger of being caught too. That would be just another piece of the puzzle for him to manipulate. The only thing of this whole situation he isn’t manipulating is you, surprisingly. You’re willingly, and gleefully going along with everything, even adding you own input. Half the time “Richie” and Amber are messaging, it’s actually you. He would fuck you in this room if he could find the lock on the door. Or maybe you’ll be down to fuck even if the door doesn’t lock. You’re full of surprises.

“Richie, do we have time?” you ask when you pull back, and he knows exactly what you’re implying; your lipstick scandalously smeared in a way you’d have a really hard time explaining. He can’t even imagine what his face looks like.

Richie fuckin’ called it.

#richie kirsch x reader #richie kirsch imagine

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alfryco · 1 year

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I could get revenge and ask what headcanons you have for soapghost, but if you don’t do headcanons, give us some fic recs? (/pos bc I love writing headcanons and it’s made my day to get your asks.

Oh man how the turns have tabled!! I've only been into this ship/fandom for like a month or so now?? But I think I can pull off some headcanons :3 I've been reading too much to NOT have any (also you know I'm totally gonna ask you for some fic recs because your taste is 👌👌👌)

So I guess here's some soapghost headcanons that I've accumulated over the little time i've been here :D (put under read more because this is a bit on the long side)

Those two get matching tattoos after they retire from the service, like at least two sets of different tattoos (one on their hearts and another set on their ring fingers), and tbh I think they get one set while they're still on service. That particular one, I think, would be the tattoo idea where they have each other's names on the other's ring finger. Just something small and simple, nothing too big to draw other people's attention but enough to remind them of each other when they're not together (like being split up or on a separate mission).

Idk if this is canon in the reboot but Johnny loves drawing and loves to sketch out some sort of scene from the places they've been around the world. Whether it's just the sketch of a flower he saw or some moment he saw in one of the towns they've passed through. But his favorite thing.. that man's favorite thing to draw unfortunately just happens to be his lieutenant's eyes. And this is before they're an established thing or have even talked about their feelings with each other. So he’s sneaking glances, and honestly, can you blame him? It's the only way Soap's got any idea of what's going on in Ghost's head is by looking at his eyes. I mean he's s looking at them quite a bit when they're talking so can u blame him? (this is also because I think it would be really fun to draw Ghost's eyes and I just haven't had the chance too) I also think Ghost's eyes look like how umikochan on Twitter draws them. All dark but with the pretty white lashes :3

Simon's nervous when Johnny first invites him to meet his family. The two of them have been together for a few months, and it probably happens over Christmas. And Simon isn't really used to a traditional family setting? Lord knows he didn't have one when he was a kid, but being around the family dynamic of the 141 has helped him a bit with that. So when he does meet the Mactavish family, he's just this mass of well-concealed nerves and probably would unravel if it weren't for Johnny's hand in his. But meeting them goes so much better than Simon could hope, and by the end of the night when the pair are leaving, he's leaving as an honorary Mactavish. Johnny's mom explained it was the least she could do after seeing how much he cares for (and has cared for) Johnny. And they want him back for the next family gathering!

They both have nightmares, but they usually deal with them in different ways. Ghost will wake up suddenly, but not loudly. He tends to tense up and just breathe through whatever nightmare he just had (because thats what hes traoned himself to do over the years). While Soap is more the one who sits up fully in bed and has his feet on the floor in an instant just to keep him grounded from whatever nightmare just hit him. Of course, when the two start sleeping in the same bed, they stop having to deal with it on their own. Like magic, even if he's dead asleep, if Ghost has a nightmare and does his whole tense bit, then Soap is right there rolling over and cocooning Ghost in arms and legs. It makes Ghost feel safe and confined, like how his mask makes him feel when he wears it. If Soaps awake though or is woken up by Ghost then he'll usually ask if Ghost wants to talk about it and if he does then they do and if he doesn't then they go back to bed, but Soap won't fall asleep before he knows Ghost has fallen back to sleep. And with Soap, even if Ghost has become a little more of a heavy sleeper now that he sleeps with someone he trusts, Ghost is usually soon to follow with a warm hand, the man's a fuckin space heater, on Soap's shoulder and is pulling the man back down after they've talked, if Soap wants to obvi, and just has Soap lay against his chest. The rhythm of his heartbeat can usually lull Soap back into sleep. Unless it's a particularly bad one, then Ghost is up making tea for the both of them and talking about whatever they feel, like from soccer to even weird, not so scary dreams they've had in the past.

I feel like Ghost really likes reading. It's something he can do that's quiet, and it can take his mind off of things (if the book is good enough, which it usually is). Sometimes Johnny will try and read with him, but he's usually doing something with his hands, like drawing or tinkering with something mechanical or playing some kind of video game. I feel like Soap would be into action/adventure type games like Uncharted or Jak and Daxter. (soapghost treasure hunter au anyone 👀👀??)

This one is entirely self indulgent, but I would think that once Soap and Ghost are out of the service and living together they find a house with a big bathtub, big enough for the two of them. And on particularly cold days when their joints are aching from age and overuse or just when they feel like it, the two will take a long, hot bath together and just enjoy the comfort of being with each other in a basin of hot water. There's definitely back washing and hair washing and soft, intimate (aka very cute and lovey dovey) kisses. And they're just domestic and happy 🥺🥹

Another cute headcanon I have is that Soap is a master thief when it comes to nabbing Ghost clothes to wear as his own. A few hoodies and a pair of sweatpants never make it back to Ghost because Johnny has just adopted them as his own, but most of the time Soap hands them back to him because they've lost their "smell" and just takes whatever unfortunate article of clothing is laying around the house as his next victim until that one loses its Simon scent.

And because I'm a sucker for this, I feel like the two of them would realize their feelings for each other after a close call on a mission. One bullet hitting too close to be safe lands one of them in the hospital, and there's a bedside vigil for whoever wasn't as badly injured. And man if close calls don't make you realize just how close you came to losing the person you now deeply love then I don't know what does.

Also like to think that both Soap and Ghost can be a bit possessive over the other, but only in the hot "this one's mine" type way and not in the creepy "you can't hang out or talk to anyone but me" way, ya kno?

Same goes for protectiveness. Of course, they can't protect each other as much as they want, they're in the service for crying out loud, but that won't stop them from doing their best. Also, when it comes to new recruits that may want to try their luck against the infamous "Ghost" or not respect Soap like the damn man should be respected. Of course the whole 141 task force is there watching over the two of them through all of it because they're family and that's what family's DO. It's a two-way street for watching out for each other and the rest of the group.

#hey a question #empresscirque #soapghost #call of duty #thank you so much for the question!#i hope these headcanons make at least a little sense and not just sound like a bunch of rambling #i really loved doing this :3

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A Love Like This ❤️

( I decided to make a long soapghost fic?? Dunno how this’ll go, but buckle up for the wild ride ig 🥱 )

Character backstories may be modified to fit the story!

KNOW THE CHARACTERS! (These are the main characters // characters that have set roles)

Soap 🧼 - Pizza Delivery Guy

Gaz - Pizza Delivery Guy’s Friend (also is a pizza delivery guy)

Price - CEO of the uhh pizza place yes🗿

Ghost 💀 - The boogie man under yo bed, just kidding! He’s the monster ;)

( Maybe a self insert?? Idk yet. )

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Soap was just your average pizza delivery guy, the only thing that was unique about him in his opinion was fear doesn’t exist in his world. After retiring from the military, he settled for a quiet, safe life. But he was still full of energy, after all- he isn’t that old yet. And this deadly energy is EXACTLY what put him in this situation.

Ghost was hungry, he was curious so he decided to try human food instead of eating the human itself. Hm? What was this? “Pizza Delivery”…? Sounds interesting. Maybe Ghost would take a stab at it.

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“Over here!” Gaz called as Soap pulls back into the pizza place parking lot.

“Oh hey Gaz,” Soap says as he gets off.

“We’ve got two more orders then Price said we’re done for today. You take one and I take the other.” Gaz said as he hands a pizza box to Soap, who accepts it.

“Hey, Gaz?” Soap says as Gaz turns around to get into his car.

Gaz turns around at the mention of his name. “Yeah?”

“Race you, whoever delivers their order first and gets back gets twenty bucks from loser.” Soap grins, already sliding into the driver’s seat.

He could hear Gaz cry out, “HEY! NOT FAIR!” and struggling to get into his own car as Soap takes off.

Soap loved to have these little competitions with Gaz- it makes up for the boringness of the civilian life. Normally Soap would crank up the music on the radio and jam to it as he drive to the customer’s house, but Soap couldn’t help but find the address of the customer… strange, to say the least. Soap shakes his head as he pulls up to the supposed “house” the customer was in. The twenty bucks was his.

Only when Soap finally steps outside the car with the pizza in hand, did he realize something was very off with this crumbling building.. he frowns. He could feel his skin getting goosebumps but no clue why-

One thing he knew was, in the military years, he’s developed keen senses for when there’s danger. And Soap was sure that sense is telling him he’s in danger. So Soap does what every not-sane person would do, and walks towards the poor excuse of a building.

The front door was barricaded shut, so Soap had to resort to the alley-way backdoor. Who the fuck barricades their front door shut??

As Soap rounds the corner, the symbols written all around and over the door could be seen.

“The hell is this?” Soap asks.

As he approached the door, there was no mistake; those symbols weren’t just drawn onto the wall- it was embedded into it. They even faintly glow.. but Soap could feel it’s magic power. He finds himself gripping the delivery tighter.

There was no doorbell, so Soap knocks…

..no answer.

So Soap knocks again.

..still no answer.

After a few more knocks, a shout, and some waiting- Soap had enough. He wasn’t a patient man anyway. And thats how he finds himself opening the door. At first only wanting to try it, but turns out it was unlocked.

Something strange was on the other side of the doorway however, it wasn’t your typical home entrance. In fact, everything was pitch black- Soap couldn’t see a damn thing! He squints his eyes but get nothing as well. The little bit of light filtering through the alleyway never made it inside either.. and now that Soap thought about it- the windows were all boarded up too.

This is SO fucking sketchy. Soap’s brain tells him.

But Soap in the flesh only shrugs it off, he’s been in the military. Probably have seen worse than this- though, it was still eerie. Since Soap already opened the door, he steps inside the house. Except he never steps inside the house. The floor starts sinking in on him.

“What the fu-uaaAAAHH!” Soap screams as he falls through the floor. Wait.. through? What the hell??

Soap kept falling- everywhere around him pitch black. He was falling into oblivion.

So this is how I’m gonna die. Falling forever and ever into a void that’ll swallow me alive. Soap thought dramatically.

However he didn’t. He didn’t keep falling forever and ever like he anticipated- he actually meets rock bottom a short while afterwards. Surprisingly landing on the pitch black floor didn’t hurt at all.. was this magic..?

“OOF!” Nevertheless Soap lands with a THUD.

As Soap was regaining his footing, cursing to himself, he looks up and meets the eyes of a monster. If Soap was a sane man, he would’ve opened his mouth to scream- but he wasn’t. And he knew it. The monster was fucking cool. Around 6 feet- Soap guessed. Red eyes, black flames to substitute the missing body, and a skull on it’s face.

Soap was just about to speak when the monster spoke first. “Didn’t think humans can ever be this noisy..”

Quickly Soap stands up. “Oh hello. Uh.. order number-“

“Does it matter..?” The monster asks.

“Huh..? Does what matter?” Soap asks, puzzled.

“What the order is.”

“Well yea,” Soap explains, “So we know it’s you who ordered the delivery. What- trying to strike up a conversation?” Soap adds playfully.

“No..” The monster responds flatly. “Just give me my food.”

“Nuh-uh! Not so fast. Gotta pay first!” Soap chirps, extending his hand for the money.

“…” The monster finally snaps his fingers after a moment of silence. Money pops out of thin air. Soap was intrigued. “Here..” It says, handing Soap the money.

“Thanks. No tip?” Soap asks hopefully, handing the pizza over to the tall being in front of him.

“No tip.” It says sternly.

“Fine.” Soap huffs, but realized that’s probability a little too childish sounding, and settles for a, “Nah, I mean its all good. Can I get a name at least?”

“Why..”

“Oh. No particular reason. Just felt like asking- sorry.” Soap apologizes. That probably sounded a little creepy- Soap thought- to ask for a stranger’s name like that.

The monster paused for a moment before replying briefly with “Ghost.”

No further conversations. Immediately Soap felt like he was being forcefully expelled from the realm he was currently in, and coughed back up into the alleyway. The feeling of a hole being torn in the very fabric of the green plant’s reality still lingers though.

“Rude.” Soap grumbles before patting himself down, trying to get rid of any potential wrinkles in his pants or shirt.

Maybe it was the more unhinged and dangerous side of his brain telling him he wanted to see that monster again- but that was all he could think about as he drove back.

PT 1 END.

(OMG ITS FINALLY OUT. Sorry it took a while, I’m feeling better so I decide to finish this today. And uh.. yeah. Don’t mind any grammar errors. I just want to get this out and be fucking done with it. Also this story’ll be posted in parts! So I hope you like it so far and I’ll see you in part two! ❤️)

#call of duty #call of duty mw2 #cod #ghostsoap #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #soapghost #kyle gaz garrick #john price #pizza #pizza delivery

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