#mute roach

[mactavishenjoyer]

09' Ghost, into his radio: "ROACH! ROACH! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!?? RESPOND!"

09' soap:"how the hell is he going to respond when he can't fucking talk!"

09' Ghost :"he'll make someone else do it"

09' soap: "that's the stupidest thing I have heard all day."

A random man over their radios :"EAST HALLWAY! PLEASE I HAVE A WIFE AND KI-"*gunshot*

09' Ghost, with heart eyes:"see, I told you!"

09' Soap:

[youredyingthatsallthereis]

"bug? you still there?"

roach jolted awake, nodding before he remembered ghost couldn't see him. "mhm," he hummed, hoping the affirmative was loud enough that ghost would hear.

"thought i lost ya there for a second," ghost teased. "gettin' sleepy on me again?"

just a little, but im fine, roach typed into their chat.

"hm," ghost mused into his mic. roach blinked and refocused on the stream; ghost was playing stardew valley for him again. they were quiet for a moment as ghost made quick work of harvesting some rice and jogging over to the barn his livestock were in. "if you're tired i can just cut it here, its not a big deal."

no no no, its fine! roach typed quickly. i like listening to you talk.

it was far from the first time he'd said it, but every time he said it now it felt...heavier, somehow. like there was more...something in it.

it had been a few months of this; they took turns streaming games for each other as a way to chat and hang out and over the course of their time doing it roach had found himself feeling more and more...something for ghost. he'd never had such a strong feeling about anyone before, nothing even close; he'd never felt so happy and calm and content to just listen to someone before.

ghosts accent was unique to his american ears, something he wasnt used to but that he enjoyed enormously. something lilting and calm and just distinctly ghost that made him smile every time the call connected and ghost said "hey bug." the gentle inflection, the sweet nickname, all of it just very...as much as roach felt flutters in his stomach admitting it (even in his own mind), it was just theirs.

presently ghost chuckled at the freely given compliment. "i love that you like to listen to me."

they always did it like this; a voice call for roach to listen to ghost when he streamed, and a video stream with chat when roach played survival horror for ghost. roach relied on sign and expressions/body language to convey his moods/reactions, and while ghost was still trying to pick up on some of the ASL roach frequently used (like 'why' and 'do not want') he hoped that ghost appreciated being able to see him.

ghost had told him early on that video calls made him feel a little awkward and that's why he just preferred voice, and even though he couldn't talk back roach was happy to do it this way. their way. more than anything he wanted ghost to feel comfortable and was ever grateful that he got to listen to him at all.

he smiled and cuddled his blåhaj closer, propping himself up against the wall behind his bed to try and stay awake. something about listening to ghost narrate what he was doing while he walked around his farm or the caves or even just stood and fished, wanting to get every single type of fish possible, made him feel so content and calm and frankly, safe. he felt embarrassed to even have the thought, but sometimes when he closed his eyes while ghost was talking he wondered if that was what it would feel like to have ghost really sitting next to him, talking to him close while he played maybe on a switch or on his laptop. he wondered if ghost would want them to sit close enough to be touching softly, maybe their legs pressed up against each otherwhile roach sleepily enjoyed his narrations.

"do you think i should bother with more chickens? or maybe more ducks? i like having the extra mayo for sale," ghost was musing out loud.

"hmmm," roach hummed thoughtfully. i'd go for a few more ducks as long as the hay to feed them isnt too expensive, he typed into their chat. they're cute and i love how you named them all after sanrio characters. you could call the next one tuxedo sam.

"true, kuromi the void duck was the last one i got, and that was a while ago," ghost considered. "and that big blue penguin is damn cute."

roach smiled. he loved ghost's fixation on sanrio characters, finding it as endearing as he was realizing he found just about everything else about ghost.

"are you sure you're not too tired?" ghost asked one more time. "its almost the end of the in game day and my save isn't going anywhere."

roach bit his lip. one more day? he asked. then i should probably go to sleep; its almost 1am here.

ghost chuckled over the call. "alright," he agreed. "one more day."

[snootlestheangel]

Unending Devotion by FeelzMaster

It's the Dad!Price fic!!!!!! I posted the first chapter, was planning on adding the second as well but I haven't slept in 24 hours and feel like shit (gotta love jetlag and severely long layovers) so I'll get it out tomorrow!! I'm just so excited and ready for y'all to read this!!

Anywho! Please enjoy and let me know your thoughts!

Taglist (if you want to be added, just say so!):

@cod-dump @cr4shposts

[jlmssg]

cigarettes out the window

For an instant, time seemed to stop. The sensation of his breath being caught in his throat was the only reminder that he was still tethered to reality.

The mission all but forgotten for at least a moment. 

He watched as his lover knelt down, without a care of the solid impact the cold steel floor had on his knees. 

Ghost cupped the Sergeant's face on either side and delicately stroked his cheekbones with a softness that Soap seemed to have no idea he was capable of.

“You’re as beautiful as the day I lost you.” Ghost whispered. 

Roach only stared at the man, as if trying to remember who he was. He was unable to use his voice, the trauma done to his throat clearly evident.

Behind them, Soap felt out of place, as if he was witnessing a private moment between two long lost lovers. He was unable to stop his heart from hammering, and the vicious grip of jealousy started to entangle itself from inside him.

[pxnkedniall]

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Call of Duty (Video Games) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Rodolfo Parra/Alejandro Vargas, John "Soap" MacTavish/Simon "Ghost" Riley, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick & Alex Keller, König/Gary "Roach" Sanderson, Farah Karim/Valeria Garza Characters: Rodolfo Parra, Alejandro Vargas, John "Soap" MacTavish, Simon "Ghost" Riley, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Alex Keller (Call of Duty), König (Call of Duty), Gary "Roach" Sanderson, John Price (Call of Duty), Phillip Graves (Call of Duty), Kate Laswell, Farah Karim, Valeria Garza Additional Tags: Soft Alejandro Vargas, Alternate Universe - College/University, POV Alternating, John "Soap" MacTavish Has ADHD, Sweet König (Call of Duty), König Has an Anxiety Disorder (Call of Duty), Touch-Starved König (Call of Duty), König Needs a Hug (Call of Duty), Simon "Ghost" Riley is Bad At Feelings, Touch-Starved Simon "Ghost" Riley, Rodolfo Parra Needs a Hug, Everyone Needs A Hug, Author Is Sleep Deprived, The Author Regrets Nothing, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tags Are Hard, Tags May Change, Autistic Simon "Ghost" Riley, Phillip Graves Bashing (Call of Duty), John Price Acting as Task Force 141's Parental Figure (Call of Duty), Parent John Price (Call of Duty), Tired John Price (Call of Duty), Farah makes everyone's heads roll, Valeria Garza also makes heads roll, Tags Contain Spoilers, has no one really wrote farah/valeria??, what?, This Is Not Going To Go The Way You Think, This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things, Slow Burn, Slow Build, Idiots in Love, Emotional Baggage, Emotional Constipation, Alejandro and Valeria are siblings, hahahaha, Slow To Update Summary:

“We loved with a love that was more than love.” – Edgar Allan Poe from Annabel Lee

[molotovmetro]

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.

[no-one-fights-alone]

[pyuisi]

headcanon:

roach is a huge one direction fan. he loves how simple the lyrics are and how pure love sounds in their songs.

everyone in tf 141 finds it endearing that whenever they have to go in any vehicle with a radio, roach fights for the shotgun seat to play one of their songs. he mouths out the lyrics and bops his head like he’s in a concert.

before he lost his voice, he’d sing the songs 24/7. that was before he joined 141 though, so no one knew until price found him sitting on the kitchen counter one night at 4 am and singing to “little things” playing on his phone at minimum volume.

roach’s voice was a whisper, which was all he could force out of his throat. price didn’t make a big deal out of it, but roach did and freaked out when price showed up. but price didn’t say anything, just leaned against the counter beside roach and handed him a cup of hot chocolate because price thought roach’s throat would hurt from forcing his voice out like that.

roach told him that night that he almost gave up listening to the band because it reminded him of his lost voice and he didn’t want to panic in front of the team. price just hugged his shoulder and listened with a sad expression while roach sobbed silently against him.

couple days later in another mission, soap beat roach to the shotgun seat and just when roach was about to sulk, soap played “18” and sang obnoxiously on top of his lungs, making up lyrics in parts he didn’t know.

roach had startled into a laugh. soap lit up at that laugh. “this one’s for you, gare,” soap said afterwards. roach blushed so hard after that.

laswell gave him a signed autograph for his birthday. when he signed at her with barely contained tears to ask how she got it, she lied through her teeth that her daughter accidentally got two of them during a fan sign event. she has no daughter and they all know it. roach had no idea how she could’ve found a way to get an autograph in their line of work but he didn’t ask.

gaz asked roach about the band and was successfully converted into a fan. the two of them would take one earbud each and listen to the songs together when off-duty. gaz told roach that his voice sounded nice, when roach dared to whisper-sing one time.

ghost didn’t do anything in particular and tolerated soap’s singing. but he was always staring when roach listened to the music, face uncharacteristically soft. roach would tease him for it.

[i’ve never heard you sing before], roach would sign.

ghost would shake his head. “i’m a really bad singer.”

roach would bother him for a bit before giving up, and settle with just curling over ghost’s shoulder and listen to soap sing while humming along.

after roach died, gaz stopped listening to the songs much like how roach was after losing his voice: the memories were too painful to remember. price would get up randomly at 4 am and play “little things” while drinking hot chocolate and leaning against the counter. he always made two cups. soap stopped suggesting they have karaoke nights, but he’d still listen to the music from time to time, preferring to keep his memory of roach alive. he found himself looping through “something great” and “if i could fly” all too often. ghost would remember that he’d refused to sing for gary and tear himself apart with regret, but even after learning the lyrics to roach’s favourite songs, he couldn’t get his throat to work, even when he was alone.

in an alternate reality (the only one i’ll accept), ghost gives in and sings for roach. hes not a bad singer at all, and because it makes roach happy to sing he does it more and more often. soap is absolutely delighted to have a singing partner and at one point ghost will become comfortable enough that he’ll randomly start shouting lyrics mid-mission into the comms when things are peaceful. ghost and soap play finish the lyrics during the alone mission in mw2, and roach scares the shit out of them when his voice appears out of nowhere and starts whispering along too. when the three of them rendezvous at the church and ghost snatches the car, soap slides into the shotgun seat, fiddles with the radio to get it to play music while they’re being shot at, and him and ghost scream the lyrics to “no control” as ghost drives like a madman. roach almost dies wheezing at the backseat.

price finds the three of them at 4 am one night ballroom dancing to “little things” playing through roach’s phone. they don’t have anything formal, but they’re dressed in their nicest casual clothes (simon in a plain black hoodie, soap in a crumpled up polo shirt, roach in a warm jumper). they’re not singing, but there are plenty of sounds: johnny’s aborted curses when he almost steps on roach’s bare feet, gary’s giggles when simon twirls him in a circle, simon sighing contently into soap’s shoulder.

price looks down at the two cups of hot chocolate he’s holding, frowns, and returns after five minutes with a tray of four cups in total. he makes his presence known and smiles fondly when his three grown special forces children who are among the most dangerous soldiers in the world immediately abandon their activities to grab his hot chocolate and argue over whose mug has more of it.

god, he loves his sons.

[sirrabbithat]

Roach and Soap: *arguing over uno rules*

Roach signing: 'You cannot stack plus fours!! Nobody dose that!!'

Soap: *closes his eyes* "I canna hear you over my uno bug."

He holds up his singular card as roach glares at him. Roach grips his cards and flips John off

Ghost: "what's stacking?"

Their teaching him how to play.

[william-dilliam]

More random sketches and doodles 👍👍 (I did these a while ago)

And I tried to colour yesterday because I had watched many colour theory videos and this is how it turned out :3

(it's much better than it usually is)

[calic0o]

okay mute/selectively mute roach but he curses like a sailor without even talking, tf141 and the others can literally hear his curses without him speaking

[mactavishenjoyer]

Ghost, reading his results: "huh...I have autism?"

Price:"yeah, no shit"

Soap:"you weren't already diagnosed?"

Roach, signing: we all already knew

Gaz:" you once told me that the sound of MY nails scratching MY shirt made your teeth hurt...trust me the only person that didn't know was you"

[bug-bites]

one of my fav things to read/write is a f!reader x Simon "Ghost" Riley, where the reader is almost exactly like ghost. I'm talking full black mask, (maybe legally dead) few words, silent, callsign generally spooky like Reaper or Phantom, and I was wondering if you would wanna do that?

Usually I have reader as a childhood friend or adopted sibling of Roach, which is why roach is so comfortable around ghost. He's just used to it. If it's pure fluff or platonic that's completely fine, and if you don't wanna do that it's also fine!! I just thought I might as well shoot my shot :)

Your an amazing writer, have an awesome day <3

seeing double

cw: canon-typical violence, breif (pun intended) mention of ghost having skeleton boxers (nothing like explicit though i dont even know if this needs to be mentioned tbh but better safe than sorry), ghost gets shot womp womp, angst w/ a happy ending, so many military inaccuracies, barely proofread :P

pairing: platonic!simon 'ghost' riley x f!reader, gary 'roach' sanderson & reader

characters: simon 'ghost' riley, gary 'roach' sanderson (price, gaz and soap mentioned v briefly!)

authors note: omg you are so sweet thank you so much!! sorry this took so long i've been so busy with things, i hope you don't mind that i got a bit silly with this one and basically wrote a fic in jot notes 😭 (ALSO ROACH MENTION!! I LOVE MY BBYG THANK YOU ANON <3)

when you first met ghost he genuinely thought this was a joke. the balaclava, the whole death motif, your callsign being phantom which is literally synonymous with ghost, even your attitude was so eerily similar to him. it was like looking in a mirror

it didn't help when he tilted his head you mirrored your actions

i think he wouldn't gravitate immediately to you, it's not that he didn't like you he just felt a bit odd with how similar you two were, in all honesty he was probably slightly unnerved by you

soap and gaz definitely crack jokes about you being the second coming of ghost or something dumb like that

whenever anyone is referring to you and ghost and phantom it was always "the ghosts" or "ghost and girl ghost" which pissed you OFF

roach cant count all the times you have ranted to him about how everyone treats ghost like he came up with your whole aesthetic and you copied him when you have been doing this for YEARS before you even met ghost!

"and everyone acts like he invented skeletons and being legally dead! how self centered do you have to be to act like you invented skeleton iconography?! THEYRE SKELETONS. THATS LIKE BASIC HUMAN ANATOMY. and its always men taking the credit- god its so stupid! i did shit this first and how do i know that he isn't copying me huh?? did we ever think of that?? and ghost is such a basic ass fucking name like really. ghost? bet the only reason he wears that mask is to cover up his casper sized forehead."

roach knows that you're annoyed and you probably aren't trying to be super mean- maybe you don't even think ghosts forehead is casper sized! but hey, he isn't trying to argue while you look like you're about to rip someone's head off

instead he opts for calmly signing words of comfort lest you tear ghosts head off (with a few minor corrections)

"yes roach i know phantoms are pretty much the same as ghosts but that's not the point. you're basically my brother. you have to be on my side. that's how it works."

its good you and roach get along with each other. however, since you are just so similar with someone whos name starts with s and ends with imon "ghost" riley he becomes friends with roach quite easily and rants to him too

"she thinks shes so fookin crea'ive but you know wha? she isnt. bet ive been in SAS longer than her. wheres 'er skull tattoo at?? cause i got a whole sleeve done almost a decade ago! she isnt the first to come up wi' this. see, i get youre friends wi' 'er but truth is she di'nt come up wi' all o' this 'erself and she isn't half as dedicated as me. i even got skeleton boxers! she got those??- wait no dont answer tha' i dont wan' tha' image in my head."

for the first month or two whenever you see each other its clear you two do not get along.

roach tried to crack a joke but if anything it just made you hate ghost more

"hey, phantom. what's got two legs and bleeds?" "half a dog." you and ghost respond in unison

the rest of the day you dont even acknowledge each other. price makes a joke about how "you both are acting like you killed someone" which you mutter a small "oh im going to that's for sure" under your breath

safe to say you had a long rant to roach about how now not only is he stealing your whole persona, he's taking your jokes now too

you think roach would be torn between choosing sides but no this man loves every second of it. its so petty- so stupid he just needs to see how long you two idiots will keep butting heads

you mention how you were planning on getting a red mask? he's going up to ghost being like "hey, ghost did i ever tell you red is totally your colour? you know what actually? you should get a red mask!"

you both walk into the next briefing with your new masks and you couldn't be more pissed

to make matters worse you both are teamed up for the next mission. something about stopping a major arms dealer but ghost is the one getting his hands dirty. all you need to do is get into security, guide him through the complex enough for him to grab intel and leave

its simple. you've done it a billion times before, same with ghost. the first half goes fine. you both get in, he grabs the intel and is ready to head out, both of you speaking only when necessary.

minor issue- actually major issue, getting out wasn't as smooth. somehow ghost ended up shot right as he's notifying you that he's almost out. you hear the gunshot ring out, a grunt and scuffling.

"phantom to ghost. how copy."

your voice rings out, an eerie silence following after

"ghost. how copy."

you repeat again, this time earning a response

"m' alive. shot in the leg. bullet went clean through, makin a torniquet as we speak" he grunts back. you have never been happier to hear his stupid manchester accent "keep it that way."

if past you knew those four words directed at ghost would come out of your mouth, you're pretty sure you would've stolen a tank and driven it off a cliff immediately with ghost in it too probably

but now is not the time hotwiring a tank and locating a cliff would take too long anyways, you guide him out, occasionally telling him some stupid fun fact to make sure he's still there or just to keep him alert

"did you know that jellyfish have one hole for their mouth and asshole?" "these get more concerning the more you tell me." "most koalas have chlamydia." "alrigh', 'nuff of that. fun facts are s'pposed to be fun, you know that right?" "learning is fun."

this earns a chuckle from him which he quickly covers up with a cough

he makes it out alive, busted up that's for sure but alive nonetheless

you hook his arm over your shoulder, talking about everything and anything to keep him conscious. he's going to listen anyways so might as well make the most of it

"you're not as bad as i thought you'd be, 'specially for a copy cat." he says after you tell him yet another bizarre animal fact "i got a red mask first by the way" "piss off. this is why i don't compliment you" he rolls his eyes, for once not out of annoyance "i wear it better anyways." "sure, sure. believe what you want, but just know that i'm the cooler one." "you also are shit at making tourniquets" "so you finally admit that i'm cooler." no amount of eyerolling or snappy comebacks can hide your grin at this point. you silently thank your past self for choosing to wear a mask all the time "you're quite bold for someone who got shot in the leg"

once you two get back, practically everyone is surprised how all the deadly glares and colorful insults muttered under heavy sighs between you two have now been replaced with playful banter and empty threats with no murderous intent behind them

price heard you laughing with ghost followed up with you telling ghost "they will never find your body" which did scare the shit out of him but it made ghost laugh so hard he nearly pissed himself

price made sure to check that ghost was in fact alive for the next few days, just to make sure you were joking

when asked about it both of you just shrug and reply "trauma bonding."

roach, although disappointed with the absence of drama is glad to see two of the most special people in his life getting along bros just sad he cant be an instigator anymore

and as soon as ghost comes back from leave, he's got double the scary dog privileges he originally had

[snootlestheangel]

I was gonna wait a few days until I finished another chapter ahead but I figured "fuck it, give them the softness while it lasts"

Taglist:

@cod-dump @cr4shposts @cminoko

[rodolfoparra]

Just had a thought, Roach who when mad at someone just blasts static or white noise into comms (when not on the field)

*on a training exercise*

Ghost, having no idea that Roach is upset: Roach, how copy?

Roach, upset that he had to feel Ghost's cold ass feet the night prior: *blasts crackling static*

[natelia-aldelliz]

I wanted to try and find my headcanon of Roach's face because for some reason my brain decided that I couldn't keep writing my fanfic if I didn't know what I wanted him to look like beneath his mask... So obviously the full picture wasn't planned. (Also I went the easy way for the background because I remembered that I wasn't getting paid anyway so why make myself suffer)

I don't know if the design is definitive, but I find him cute. I made him Welsh, because why not. He can bond with Soap over why the fuck do the English exist.

Anyway they're gossiping about someone at the pub like the little shits they are. Also I don't know if it's obvious or not, but Roach has the mask sun-tan line. Ghost does too. Speaking of Ghost, he's on the other side of the table, looking like that :