#Roach AU

[thechaoticcheese]

TW: Mentioning of burning and shooting

Shadow Company Roach AU - Extra Chapter - Roach's Nightmare

Ghost wasn’t going to sleep that night. Or at least he wasn’t planning on it. Missions had been rough for both him and Roach the past few weeks with… Everything. Ghost let out a soft sigh as his eyes closed, one hand tucked underneath his head as the fabric graced his glove, his other hand resting on the thin blanket that was provided by the military. He always found it weird that they could afford good clothes and weapons, but decided to cut fundings when it came to things like bedding and certain furniture. His brows furrowed at the thought, though he didn’t have much time to think about it when everything went dark.

He must’ve fallen asleep, having only seen a flash of the usual nightmares he had before he felt something wrapping around his stomach. At first, he thought it was the nightmare, but that had ended. His eyes flicked open as he quickly sat up with a deep inhale to find Roach, his face was plastered against Ghost’s abs, his usual black mask a bit off kiltered due to the Brit’s movement. He gently fixed the American’s mask as his eyes softened. Whatever the dirty blond had done opened a part of himself that he didn’t think he could feel, and it felt warm and fuzzy, like if he held a steaming cup of tea against his chest.

Ghost was quick to realize that something was wrong with Roach. He knew the male loves physical contact, but he tried not to wake Ghost from his sleep when he tried to get it. Roach knew better. Something was clouding his judgement.

“What’s wrong, love?” Ghost’s voice was soft, despite how gruff his voice sounds whenever he just woke up. His gloved hands trailed through the ever messy locks of Roach’s head. He could feel the American shake his head. He didn’t want to talk about it. Which was fine to Ghost, but it always hit something that made him want to try to fix the way Roach was feeling. The Brit only sighed though, gently bringing his free hand to the middle of Roach’s back, gently guiding the shorter male up as he shifted to lean against the wall. He knew these kinds of nights. All too familiar with them in fact. Have a dream, a nightmare, that consumes you after you wake from it, even in the middle of the night, and despite how exhausted you felt, it wouldn’t let you sleep.

Roach eventually shifted upwards, resting his head against Ghost’s chest. His ear right above his heart. Ghost gave a curious glance as he watched the male move. Then a thought flickered in the back of his mind. Was the dream about him? Did the nightmare consist of losing Ghost?

He felt like the tight arms around his back gave him the answers. Ghost gently rested his chin on Roach’s head, wishing he could feel the strands of hair against his skin directly and not just the phantom of their touch on the fabric.

“S’okay. I’m ‘ere.” Ghost murmurs gently as his hand that was previously resting on Roach’s back starts to slowly maneuver up and down, feeling his clothes fold onto itself as his glove attempts to glide against the fabric, only causing them to stick more together and cause friction. His eyes were half closed as he looked straight ahead.

“You’re here…” Roach’s voice was a surprise. The usually silent man never spoke unless absolutely necessary, defaulting to ASL and what little BSL he knew. Ghost felt his arm tighten around his back as another word left his shaky lips, “Alive…”

Ghost closed his eyes fully, taking in a slow, deep breath as his thoughts were confirmed. Roach’s dream was about losing him. It still boggled the Brit’s mind how quickly the two latched onto each other. While he couldn’t pin a specific moment, he knew it had to have been fate. Roach was a part of Shadow Company, a group that wanted 141 dead in Las Almas. Hell, he was lucky that Ghost didn’t put a bullet in his head when Roach and Soap were approaching the church that night. Or maybe Ghost should be considering himself lucky to be holding the American in his vulnerable state. His brows furrowed as he felt Roach starting to move away, his instincts wanting to pull the darker blond closer to him, but he refused to let his instincts win. Ghost’s eyes snapped open to see Roach staring at the floor, giving a glance as the masked man, as if checking to see if he was looking at him.

‘Sorry.’ Roach signed. They weren’t a thing, not yet. Just friends. Or, at least that’s what both of them told themselves.

“S’alright. Nightmares suck.” Ghost responded before softly grunting as he sat up, carefully swinging his legs behind Roach so they could sit next to each other. “Wanna talk ‘bout it?” Ghost knew it was a long shot, however, Roach’s hazel eyes seemed to be considering the offer.

‘I remember us being shot.’ Roach started to sign with shaky hands, pausing as his eyes glistened with tears all too eager to come out. The smaller male wiped his sleeve over his eyes, the fabric picking up any loose drops before he continued. ‘Then dragged through a forest. Someone looked at us with pity, before dumping gasoline on us. I remember reaching for your hand before feeling my skin start to melt off…’

Roaches hands slowly drifted down as the tears came back through his retelling of the nightmare. He clasped his hands together and brought them in gingerly towards his stomach, as if reliving the touch of dream Ghost’s hand in his.

Ghost’s heart twisted slightly at the thought of the two being burned alive after being shot, or perhaps it was because Roach had the nightmare at all. His arms wrapped around Roach as he gently held the dirty blond in his arms, pressing his head against his chest, one hand resting on the back of his head as his fingers got entangled with the American’s locks.

“We ain’t burnin’. Nothin’ like that ‘ill happen. I promise.” Ghost vowed as he hoped his soothing words hit a cord with Roach as much as the protectiveness inside his chest swelled. If he could go into that dream and kick whoever’s ass for making Roach feel this way he would, provided he survived the fire.

His thoughts were brought back to the moment as he felt Roach wrap his arms around Ghost’s back once more, feeling him shift and silently cry into his hoodie. The Brit’s grip gently tightened against Roach.

He wouldn’t anything like that happen, ever.

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A/N: I did not proof read this at all. Y'all enjoy the GhostRoach.

Edited A/N: Reread it finally(hours after posting), made a couple of fixes.

@fastleopard1521 - @whateverdraws1008 - @glitter-anon-asks - @olibird - @chaosgoblindoodles

[cringey-tea]

Oh yeah i made more art of him ughh

[hikaruthewolf]

My AU Roach and he's a insect hybrid 💚 still love his smallest sharp claws, aw

+ other details

[space-r0ach]

Fanart for @bamsara ‘s TROD au!!!

I will never understand narinders logic of this- SIR THAT DAMN CLOAK AINT COVERING SHITTTT 😭

[nathanwonderwolf]

Guardians

Keegan x Roach

Ghost x Soap

CoD WerewolfAU

[worms-for-brains]

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Ghost and Roach discuss (or not) the amorous intent of the keeper of souls.

[emmster]

One off page of Roach. He’s a girlypop hunter to Ghost’s edgy

Also a very chaotic arc hunter

[cod-dump]

Nik, holding kid!Roach: See? I'm the strongest!

Teen!Gaz, immediately jumping on his back: Let me see!

Nik: Eh-

Teen!Ghost, also trying to climb on him: Hold still-

Nik: Wait wait-

(Later)

Price: I'm home- ... Nik

Nik, trapped under kid!Roach, teen!Gaz, teen!Ghost, and teen!Farah: Help

Price: How did this happen??

Teen!Gaz: He gave us a challenge

Teen!Ghost: We don't back down on challenges

Teen!Farah: I just like being included

Price:

Price: Move over

Nik: WAIT-

[hurrraaid]

I Really missed drawing Roach using BSL

[heymurada]

A glimpse of more 141 peeps. Promoting Roach to honorary reboot status since I needed a right fielder.

And for anyone curious about the roster:

1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - 26 - 27

NOPA page masterpost

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No One Plays Alone updates Tuesdays/Thursdays

[thechaoticcheese]

"Hey Dad, just wanted to update you on a couple of things." Gary started out, speaking softly, his voice soft and caring.

Roach Shadow Company AU - Chapter 1 - Roach

Gary stepped out into the hallway after being seen by medical, smiling to himself as he pulled out his phone. While he preferred video calls or texting, he wanted to speak to his dad about his new nickname, or call sign, as the other Shadows call it.

He put his phone up to his ear as he sauntered through the mostly empty hallway, a few Shadows walking past or just taking a break from the rough training session they just had. The phone took its time to ring. Gary knew it would be a one in a million shot of his dad answering his phone at this time of day, if he remembered right he should be eating with his mom.

The last ring went through before he heard his old man's slightly gruff voice answer, "This is Derek's phone, leave a message." Then a long beep to let Gary know that the voice message was recording.

"Hey Dad, just giving you the weekly update. I got a couple of things this time." Gary started out, speaking softly, his voice soft and caring. "I was able to complete one of the hardest trainings out there for Shadow Company. It was a pain in the ass..." He paused remembering the training from earlier that week.

...

It had been a full downpour that day, the goal was to sneak into an abandoned building they used for training with no one spotting you, it didn't matter if they were 'dead' or not. And the worst part? You weren't given any gear. It was a worse case scenario training to still achieve the mission.

Gary remembered rolling himself in the mud, reapplying it every so often as he 'killed' enemies while he made his way there. The 'enemies' were older, way more experienced, Shadow soldiers. That chunk of the memory was somewhat of a blur, but he remembered getting compromised, or well, almost.

There were three Shadows just idly chatting with each other, watching each other's back. Gary had taken out most of the other Shadows in hand to hand combat with aches all over his body and scratches and bruises to match. He was able to take out two before the third shot his side with a paintball gun, if it wasn't for the rest of the training mission being underground and this being the last trio above, he definitely would've failed.

After taking care of the last of the trio, he wrapped his 'wound' up, knowing that he'd be told when he'd lose too much blood and fail.

Next was to deal with the Shadows inside. He pocketed some rocks, grabbed one of the pistols and headed inside. He could remember slowly stepping down the steps with the prop knife in hand and feeling the warmth meet his skin. Gary had stopped to let himself warm up for a few seconds as he scanned the hallways, watching as his ‘enemies’ scouted the halls.

The American took a deep breath as he waited for one to walk by, grabbing them and using his prop knife to stab them in the neck. The person seemed absolutely surprised by this, but went limp as the knife left their neck. Gary gently placed them on the floor before moving on. He needed to go left, second door to the right, the 'intel' would be there, heavily guarded. As long as he got everyone in the room and escaped, he'd win.

He pocketed the pistol, and picked up the Salvo that the downed man had, holding it tightly to his chest as he slowly dragged his back against the wall, clearing any rooms swiftly before mowing down the last room and retrieving the briefcase. As he was walked out of the room, he saw and felt an elbow meet his face, causing him to stumble back. He raised the Salvo, shooting once before realizing it was out of ammo as it shot the last attacker in the shoulder.

Gary darted to a nearby desk, tossing the intel behind it, pulling out his pistol and shooting another shot at his 'enemy'. He hoped it’d give him some time to get behind the cover before seeing how much ammo he had in the pistol. 5 shots. Excellent.

He peeked his head out, scanning his surroundings before seeing the person peer out and aim at Gary, the male quickly pulling back as he heard splattering paintball ammunition hit the desk. He fired back twice, three shots left.

That's when he heard movement. He peaked out and shot twice again, hitting one of the man's legs, causing him to tumble down. With the last shot, he was able to get a headshot on the soldier. Gary let out the breath he didn't realize he had been holding before grabbing another Salvo, making sure it had ammo in it, then leaving, clearing out the rest of the building for no more sneak attacks.

He walked out feeling like shit as he panted, carrying the briefcase back to the fake exfil point where Graves was waiting. A look of surprise, but admiration crossed the older man's face as he nodded.

"Congratulations son. You've completed one of the hardest missions we got. Now you look like shit, Andy. Let's get ya back to base and have the medics take a look at you, yeah?" Graves complimented Gary with a smile, using the false name he signed up with, Andy Garrickson. He wished he had chosen something else, having realized too soon that it sounded like Gary Sanderson, but he didn't care because it was too late anyways.

On the way back to base, people kept complimenting Gary, one piping up and saying, "The way he kept going was almost like a roach!" After that, people loudly agreed with them before they started to chant, "Roach! Roach! Roach!"

...

His mind zoned back in on the call he was making to his dad, "It was great though, taught me a good few tricks. It also gave me my nickname, Roach. I hope you and Mom are doing ok. Love you." With those final words, he ended the call and put his phone back into his pocket, entering his shared room.

"Hey Roach, you stick it to 'em today?" Jet asked with a smile.

Roach nodded with a smile, 'As much as I could' He signed in return.

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@fastleopard1521 - @whateverdraws1008 - @glitter-anon-asks - @olibird

[furiosophie]

[miilkybnn]

(werewolf au) he got bamboozled

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

A couple of drawings of the silly guys in my Aftermath au

[time-woods]

is projecting on a projection too far . . aka the rot is gettin bad yall . .

[worms-for-brains]

ROACH?!

My main man 🗣️🔥I tried hard on this one. 😭

He came out a little too twinky but that’s okay we still love him