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Roach:"I love you so much."

Mactavish:"yeah same."

Roach:"next mission I will shoot both your knees and poke inside your open wounds with a pen until I get bored listening to those screams and start gutting you just to hear louder ones."

Mactavish:"I meant I love you too."

Roach:"Good boy. See that wasn't difficult."

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“Oh you are one of a kind Simon”

His hands move quickly, but not enough for Ghost to read.

HALLOOOOO i brought despair

“You are such a scaredy-cat it’s insane. You are so afraid of losing people around you, it’s driving you to lose yourself.”

Ghost tries to take his eyes away, he doesn’t understand why Gary’ is being mean to him. Hitting him from his weak spot.

“It didn’t help you when you lost me now, did it ?”

There was a sharp tone in that.

Simon can’t breathe now, feels like the room ? Oh. Were they in a pub ? Yeah.

Feels like the pub is underwater. Air is heavy, to breathe.

“You left me behind. You left me behind and didn’t look twice.”

“You watched me burn in that pit. I begged you for help. And you watched me burn to crisp in that pit.”

Simon, Ghost, opened his mouth.

Then closed it again. Suddenly, no words are coming out.

Suddenly, he can’t breathe at all.

Suddenly he is shaking.

“Simon! Simon!”

His eyes open.

Blue big eyes, staring down at him with concern.

“Are ye alright Simon ? I’ve heard ye grunt and shake.”

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HIII, got bored. Take some Ghost Soap Gary thingy

Chilly weather, he feels it. It’s not freezing nor making him shiver. It’s just enough to make itself known.

He feels it, he also feels this big rock sitting inside his stomach, neck, maybe everywhere? It feels heavy indeed.

The disgust is there, hurt is also there.

He has been aware of it for a while now actually, just choose to ignore it.

The secretive looks, knees touching when they sit. It all just reminded him of the old times. There was a pattern, he could recognize it.

It wasn’t like he grew distant from him; It was just. He wasn’t blind.

He still had his visits at night. Darling dearest still came to him. Would hold him for a few hours, bring them both to heaven and hell. Trace his tears, kiss them clean. Whisper sweet nothings.

There was one difference though, he could recognize the patterns.

He wasn’t stupid. He knew what those secret looks meant. He knew it all.

Darling Dearest came to him second before. Gary could smell it on his skin and see it in his eyes.

His moon didn’t care for the stars anymore.

He remembered when it all started; He was the one that got the silent looks before, the touching knees.

He recognized the patterns.

Would be stupid if he couldn’t.

Gary wasn’t stupid. He knew Simon was fucking Johnny.

Chilly weather reminded itself to him again. Shaky hands brought a cigarette out and slowly lit it.

He thought they were finally free. He thought Simon was true to his words.

He really should’ve known better.

His mother once told him about it, he forgot about it all.

“How you get a man is always how you lose him.”

He was the sneaky one at start. Simon couldn’t be full with just Johnny.

Thats when the looks started, the touching knees.

He knew the pattern , because it was him who started it.

He wanted Simon, he knew Johnny wasn’t enough. He knew he could fulfill whatever’s left.

Darling Dearest came to him one night, after leaving Johnny’s room.

Reeking of another man’s skin, Gary didn’t mind. As long as he could also leave his smell on that skin.

Before, Simon would always take a shower after leaving his room. He came to Gary, reeking of Johnny, but couldn’t handle Gary’s smell mixing in.

He didn’t want Johnny to know.

Gary didn’t mind. He knew sooner or later, they would be caught.

That happened sooner than Gary thought. Johnny punched him hard, spat on the floor and said some gibberish.

Gary didn’t care.

Darling dearest was with him now.

He wouldn’t immediately wash up after they laid together, letting Gary’s skin mix up with his.

Nothing lasts forever though.

Gary knew, he noticed.

No matter how hard Simon scrubbed, he could smell it. He could smell the secrets.

He was the other man now; To the man he made the other man before.

He would laugh if it didn’t hurt too much.

He wondered if it was how Johnny felt when he first noticed. Wasn’t like he cared.

He just didn’t expect Johnny to take Simon back.

Weather was not cold nor was enough to make him shiver.

Yet he found himself feeling cold, shivering. And some drops of tears ? Simply because cigarette smoke got in his eyes.

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thinking about the people who vanished without a trace. The mutual who reblogged something as usual and never came back online. The friend on discord who just disappeared, and when you go to check on them their account is deleted and theres no other way to contact them

I look out of my window and hope you are okay, I wish you well and Im sorry I didn't get to say goodbye.

I hope we meet again someday but until then. Stay safe. Stay alive. Be well.

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boy do i love reading every single (129 fics) on Soap/Ghost/Roach on Ao3 (i lost count on how many times i did this)

(send help)

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Fake dating (marriage) ghostroach where Ghost jokes about having to get home to "the mister" after a long mission away. The "mister" in question is his room mate and best friend Roach.

Soap misunderstands and before ghost can correct him the entire base knows that Ghost, the Ghost, is apparently married. And Ghost, being a (mostly) normal person, is too awkward to admit that maybe he needs to work on his joking voice and that he isn't actually married to his best friend.

But he kinda figures that it won't ever actually affect Roach, so hey what the heck. That is until Soap sends the invitation to his wedding to Ghost's apartment and its addressed to Mr. And Mr. Sanderson-Riley. And now Roach knows and thinks its fucking hilarious and refuses to let Ghost actually come clean for unknown reasons (Roach is going to have his fanfiction moment so help him).

So then you get fake dating, Soap arranging the boys a room only for Ghost to call and get separate ones then Roach to call afterward to make it only one again (organizing his own only one bed trope of course)

So its like fake dating but Roach is actively pursuing dumbass Ghost who is actively like "oh my God I'm so sorry all of this stuff is happening I didn't know about the couples candlelight dinner I'm so sorry" all without knowing that Roach is the one who gave Soap the idea for the dinner lmaooo

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nsfw alert from here bc i have a thought

Bottom Ghost, he is completely tied up and laying face down and Soap is just thrusting into him. He can barely hear Ghost’s grunts and moans. His mouth is open and drooling over Ghosts lower back, just a little higher than where their bodies meet.

Soap wants to come, he has been working for it, he is rock hard and he doesn’t even know how long has it been since he started thrusting in.

He can’t though, the cockring thats a few sizes too small for him prevents him from it perfectly.

He can’t do anything other than thrusting nonstop and waiting for Ghosts insane sex drive to die down a little, then maybe, he will be allowed to come

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i want to consume roach

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In a parallel universe

​mirror body language you know what I mean yeaaaa

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kill or capture

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Rip guys

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Okay I was thinking about Roach again (big surprise I know) and I was specifically thinking about his callsign.

Usually the story I go with for how Roach God his callsign is simply because he's so prone to mishaps on missions (nearly falling off a cliff, having a building break under him, etc) but always makes it out alive he ended up getting dubbed as being "just like a Roach." And thus, the callsign.

However, I was thinking about the theory that I've seen some people drop about him getting his callsign because he survived several explosions or even one big one. And during explosions the Roaches always seem to come out alive. But, more specifically, that Roaches are far more resistant to radiation than humans. Meaning nuclear radiation.

Now some of yall probably know where I'm going with this, but for those of yall that don't, let me tell yall about a little guy named Paul Jackson.

Paul Jackson is one of the 2 main characters of the original modern warfare and he and several others end up dying when a nuke is set off. I really enjoy pairing Jackson and Roach together as friends and while I would usually place Roach as a former US Army Ranger, perhaps he was USMC. With Jackson.

Consider Roach having been present during the push on OpFor in the middle east. He's in the same squad as Jackson or possibly even worked under Griggs. When the nuke gets set off, Roach is one of the people in on of the planes that gets knocked down by the aftershocks. He's one of the only one's to survive the crash. He's got to navigate his way through enemies, dangerous terrain, and the danger of spreading radiation to get to safety.

Roach comes out of it alive and gets his callsign because of it.

Alternatively I also love the idea that he got his callsign because he's terrified of Roaches and screamed when he saw one crawling across the floor in the barracks. Thats probably the more realistic one lol

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Simon's ma was Catholic. Not a good one either. Kept letting her husband harm Simon in hopes it would 'turn him back to normal'. Their fights were explosive and horrible.

She taught Simon to never have sex outside of marriage, she instilled those harmful beliefs upon her son.

The first night after Simon's rape at the hands of Roba, his sobs could be heard throughout the building, and those neighboring his cell listened to those repeated prayers of ‘Oh Lord please forgive me’ again and again.

He still thinks that way and can still be found praying for forgiveness every so often. Soap brings him back to reality. Promises that the God(s) up there made Simon the way he was and that they are not blaming him for what has happened to him.

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Johnny who wears a kilt to a formal event with the team.

His girlfriend in a nice dress. Everyone in suits and formal garb. It’s an outdoor venue with a light breeze.

Johnny’s sitting toward the front, Price is talking and Johnny must not have realize the breeze was against his balls because Price was giving him aggressive hand signals to close his legs.

This isnt the only time this happens either. They’re standing around and drinking and breeze gets under him again.

He gasps like Mrs Doubtfire and goes “Oh me lordy, I’m Marylin now!” Pushing his kilt down. His girlfriend snorting as she sips, forcing alcohol out her nose.

He’s determined his sewing weights into his his kilt when they get home because twice is unreal.

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Cannon. no one can tell me otherwise

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bet if you put all the ghostroach fans in a single gc we'd all recognize each other

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Back in your arms