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Not to be THAT person but everyone should at the very least watch the MW2 campaigns before posting those goofy ahh headcanons cuz what do you mean Ghost, the man who was abused his whole life and has only known pain would raise his hand at you when angry or would SA you? The man is as gentle as they come, and he worked on his issues, despite all the trauma.
Don't even get me started on how they think Soap is dumb as if the man isn't literally a demolitions expert and the youngest member to pass the SAS selection, and let's not forget Gaz is a literal badass of a man, being the record holder of selection and surviving being shot at by multiple enemies and taking them down while hanging upside down by a rope from a moving helicopter in a high-stress mission.
Some of these cool ass characters have been completely butchered by a fandom who has mostly never even played the games or bothered watching gameplay of the campaign simply because ''oh cool masked man'', yucky.
Edit: I made a MWII starter pack, if you'd like to learn more about the game and characters!
Fully becoming the fun police because the tiktok hc devil got some of you believing hcs are canon 😭
No, Soap doesn't have ADHD. As a sniper and demolitions expert, someone with ADHD wouldn't be able to do the work effectively, it requires extreme focus for extended periods of time, and literally nothing in the game or his behavior indicates he has ADHD.
Yes, Ghost passes his psych evals. He NEEDS to be mentally stable in order to be part of the SAS, otherwise he'd be pulled out no matter how much Price likes him. There are no indications in the game or voice lines that show otherwise, he's able to hold his own weight and is likely on therapy and medication to help with his trauma and nightmares.
No, Soap doesn't have 10 sisters. He doesn't even have a family.
Yes, comic Ghost is canon to 22 Ghost. Literally nothing indicates otherwise, every single character in the remake kept their canon pasts, why would Ghost be an exception?
No, König isn't shy. He's snarky and cocky in all his voice lines, not a single trace of shyness in this man.
No, none of these grown men need a pink blanket from their childhood to sleep.💀 Infantilizing grown men is weird enough as it is, and I feel like some of you forget these men are soldiers— the best of the best, used to extreme conditions that could break regular people, they're not babies or mentally unstable teenagers, it's weird to treat them as such.
While we're at it, some of you make Price act like a fucking nonce and it's weird. No, he wouldn't date an 18 year old child. Probably the youngest he'd go to is 30s, some of you forget the huge difference in maturity age gaps always have and how he wouldn't want to date a pouty child, especially with his line of work and how often he's gone. A relationship with this man would require plenty of mutual understanding, communication skills, trust, and maturity.
ANYWAY NSOSNWLSMALQ
SOAP BEING CLINGY
Normal conversations to have on the plane
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Headcannon that ghost once getting to know Johnny's family, starts watching over them while they sleep during Christmas when soapghost visits.
He waits till the mactavish clan is all asleep and just....goes quietly to sit on their couch, being a physical meatshield to the front door. He doesn't want a repeat of what happened to his family.
If I remember right his family was killed on Christmas night as he was at a bar. Afterwards settling the house on fire with their body's still inside, the culprit too with his dog tags. Simon Riley died that night when his loved ones did. Doning Tommy's mask and all of that. If not then that's also my headcannon lol
OK, imagine wraith!ghost in a mythical au. He knows he will outlive his loved ones. Soap knows this and is heartbroken but still continues to love him.
Even though werewolves are known to live a bit longer than humans, they aren't immortal. Ghost knows this, so he one day pulls over soap and pledges to watch over the MacTavish generations. And he has to say it again in front of the mactavish clan. Soap, I just can't believe it at first, but it melts him all the more.
In the future once everybody is gone, imagine great great grandchildren or nephews/nieces calling him great uncle ghostie.
Bro I am sobbing at this thought but it would be so fucking sweet.
BONUS
Maybe as a wraith, he is able to see soap, but as a ghost, he visits soaps, grave one day, and ghost!soap is just there. With all of the other 141 members. The emotional turmoil this would give - They could be ancient lovers bro I CANNNTTT
Just a little turned around.
Honestly, it wasn’t as if Y/N was defenceless.
It just so happened that on this one damn day, some asshole had managed to pickpocket her pouch. Not her wallet (that was back at the hotel), not her phone, just her money pouch, which contained the currency of the foreign country she was in. Being prepared and somewhat responsible, Y/N had only put in a day's worth of money into that pouch. In fact, it amazed her how he hadn't gone for her passport or even her phone. No, just the thing that would be most inconvenient for her.
Staring a hole into the ground, she pressed her fingertips to her forehead in an attempt to calm herself down and gather her thoughts. She had chased this slippery bastard all the way to this street where he turned the corner and into a dead end. Then he-, wait.
Y/N straightened up and her eyes darted around frantically. Where was she?
Nothing was familiar. A cafe on the cobbled stone street, a flower shop and a bakery. None of which she had seen before.
Wonderful, now, as well as having no money in a foreign country, she was bloody lost.
“Fuck me dead and sideways till Monday morning.” She huffed, while once again rubbing her forehead with her hand. Honestly, at this point, nothing could particularly get worse.
“That coul’ be arranged!” An accented voice called out from behind her. Scottish perhaps?
“Has a mouth on her.” Another replied in amusement while another voice just grunted in acknowledgement.
Y/N turned around to spit back a witty retort that quickly died on her lips.
“Uh..” She stuttered out intelligently.
Three men, each a prepossessing sight. One was wearing a cap, a blue denim jacket and some black jeans. He was brown eyed and dark skinned, nothing short of a model. His friend was leaning on him, crossed arms, a short mohawk, blue eyes, scruffy looking beard and a cheeky looking smirk. He donned a biker jacket with the small Scottish flag where his breast pocket would be and seemed to be wearing dog tags over his grey t-shirt. The last of them was a hulking man dressed fully in black, his face was obscured with a face mask akin to those of celebrities, however his presence was less of a star and more intimidating. Almost menacing. Maybe he was their bodyguard?
Y/N shook her head and replied,
“Yeah no thanks mate, I’ve got a bit on my plate at the moment, maybe in another life?” She nodded at the three before turning back around and walking towards the coffee shop.
“Oi, Bonnie, we can help ya if ya need. Besides, yer lookin' a bit peely wally.” The man with the mohawk called out.
“What the bloody hell are you on about mate.” Y/N asked, bewildered clearly not understanding the Scottish man's accent.
“ He thinks you look pale.” The large figure behind him rumbled helpfully.
Y/N blinked,
“Is he saying I look sickly?” She turned around and glowered at the man.
“No love, what we mean to say is, you look like you need some help?” The man with the baseball cap stepped forward carefully, as if not to spook her.
“Well, unless you’ve got a tracker dog, a body bag and a large metal pipe, I don't think you’re going to be much help to me.” She crossed her arms defiantly.
“Tha’ can be arranged bonnie.” The mischievous looking man grinned, stepping up while the man behind him followed while giving a non committal grunt.
“I’m Kyle, the annoying one is Johnny and that’s-”
“Simon.” The masked man grumbled while the other two threw a quick look at the third man.
She wrinkled her nose.
“Y/N, pleasure to meet you.” She nodded at the men before sighing, “Alright, I’m here for a holiday, trying to feel out if I wanna move out here for work. I was just takin’ a look around when some asshat came up and fell on me and grabbed my money pouch.” She spoke quickly, somewhat embarrassed that she was admitting to three strangers that she had been duped so easily.
“Ah lovie, unless you remember what he looks like or what he was wearin’ s’ gonna be hard for you to get it back. Do you remember how much you had in there?”
She shrugged, “It was meant to get me lunch and dinner before I checked out of my current hotel to find another one. The rest of the cash is in my hotel room.” She hung her head and sighed.
“Honestly I just need to find my way back and then I can sleep over things. I can skip a meal or two.”
“Gonny no dae that!” Johnny exclaimed, “Yer look like yer already skippin’ meals lass. We’ll take you to lunch and dinner! We got nothin’ ta do anyways!”
The one dressed in all black, Simon was it? Grunted out an agreement.
“You ain't gonna find much around here. You’re not far away from the military base.”
“Whaddya you say love? Let us show you around?” Kyle hummed, cocking his head akin to a begging puppy.
Y/N quirked her lips in thought. Would it be a smart move to let these strangers escort her around? Was she hungry enough to make a questionable decision?
“Well…”
“We’re not strange men, we promise miss.” The taller Brit offered.
“That's exactly what a strange man would say LT.”Johnny quipped, earning a light bonk on the head from the taller man.
Y/N shoulders relaxed when they saw the playful display of banter between the men. Surely this meant they were safe. Right?
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The Task Force 141 goes on leave for the holidays, and they decide to celebrate it with each other on Christmas Eve. Heading to a lovely pub in England. And as Price awaits for his boys, a bartender with an elf hat catches his eye.
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Christmas Special ⋆⁺₊❅ ⋆
Simon “Ghost” Riley x John “Soap” Mactavish
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Task Force 141 is left out at a safe house on Christmas Eve. It’s sad that they couldn’t make their flights home, but instead, the four men spend Christmas together.
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⤷ Christmas Cheer ⋆ John Price x M!Reader !! ❞
The Task Force 141 goes on leave for the holidays, and they decide to celebrate it with each other on Christmas Eve. Heading to a lovely pub in England. And as Price awaits for his boys, a bartender with an elf hat catches his eye.
⤷ Trembling Across the Ice ⋆ Kyle “Gaz” Garrick x M!Reader !! ❞
Kyle and his loving boyfriend go ice skating together. Per his boyfriend’s request even if Kyle does have end up having trouble with standing on the ice. But don’t worry, his boyfriend his here to teach Kyle how to stay standing!
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Task Force 141 is left out at a safe house on Christmas Eve. It’s sad that they couldn’t make their flights home, but instead, the four men spend Christmas together.
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seeing old n’ grey ghoap is always SO bittersweet to me, and not because they’re getting old. thats the sweet part of it, knowing even with all the hardship they made it out alive in each others arms. but remembering that soap is CANONICALLY dead makes me frown. knowing that they’ll never actually have the chance to becoming old n’ grey in this universe. and yeah, we wouldn’t even be able to canonically see their story afterwards anyways. but you get the point.
and that’s why i LOVE no one died aus, filled with fluff and amazing writing from the fic writers. <3
I did another thing- ((don't know how to Price) finished product at the end!)
1 (an au of mine)
2 (birb gaz and probs dragon Price-)
Finished product! (I added 3 real peeps in this - me, Bread and my first crush on a woman.)
James was not always drawn as an old man. Original him was a way younger.
Mark-john is French. While Trisha and Mets are Russian and I head cannon Roach as a partial redhead :)
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I don't know why. I just wanna send you this.
they put the sergeants on harnesses cuz they're on time out
hanahaki part 3
(Soap- Purple, Simon- Red, Gary- Blue, Makarov- green, Price- Pink, Kyle- Orange)
Bishop got in with the medics who rushed to Laswell and help her onto the gurney.
"Half of the base is damaged and some of them are still here." Bishop informs them. "One of you can go with Kate."
"I'll stay." Roach tells them. "I haven't been on a mission for a while."
"Guess I'll go with laws." Gaz walked away with Kate to the transport to the hospital.
Ghost took Roach to the helipad leaving the taking over the base back to Agent Bishop.
The helicopter arrived and they got on. Killing the pilot and co-pilot as they were wearing the wrong uniform and took their seats and flew to where Soap and Price were.
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Soap knew the place well and struggled to carry the bleeding, passed out captain on his back. He made a stop at a coffee shop, placed the captain on a somewhat untouched sofa and searched for supplies. He searched the kitchen when he heard Price speak again. He ran back to him.
"Cap! Hang on." Soap helped the captain to sit up.
"Wh-what'-ss happening?" He tried to ask Soap.
"Makarov shot you and my comms are somewhat down and yours is broken. I carried you here." Soap replied. "Come on. Turn I gotta disinfect it." Soap didn't care that his accent is coming back.
Price tried to take off his vest and then turn, so Soap helped him out. Soap got tot the wound and cleaned it and put bandages on him.
"Bullet is still in there. Once we get back you need surgery. " He stood up to throw away the bloodied cottons and fabric. " Here. Put it on." He hands price a clean shirt he found.
Price took it. " I got a question for you." Soap hums a reply. "What's your real name?" Soap stopped and looks at Price.
"Why do you ask?" And came closer with bottles of water.
"Makarov called you Ivanka and I want to know why." Price took a bottle. "Before the others are going to question you."
Soap stayed silent for a bit. "Ivanka MacTavish." He replied to him. "Real's name Ivanka Machavish." (Accent! Btw)
Price looks a t him, eyes soft like a father's. Johnny looks away. Price then starts to feel like he's about to pass out again. Johnny took notice.
He helped Price to lay down. "Get some sleep. I'll wake you when we're leaving." He told him before John passed out for the second time that day.
Night fell and Soap woke up the captain for as they both got back onto the road to avoiding the enemy.
They got only a third of the path to the safehouse when Soap coughed the petals out, again.
"You need rest." Price tells his sergeant.
"The team needs you mo'e 'han me. Le's get our asses to the safe house." Soap replied and continued walking with Price.
They both walked and walked, talking about random subjects to entertain and keep the other awake. A few enemy solders were walking around looking for them two but died by Soap and Price's hands.
The sun was rising and they hid away in a abandoned hotel, Soap let Price sleep first as he is the most injured out of the two.
Ghost and Roach searched the places they been in the air and then they landed. They continued to search on foot.
The two found dead solders and a note book at some Café. Ghost recognized it as Soap's.
Near the notebook, there was blood and two empty bottles of water.
"They were here," Roach spoke. "Both alive."
"One dying. There's a lot of almost dried blood." Ghost pointed out. "Let's go. They might have not gone far." They continued to search for them as Nik flew around before going back to base for refill.
Price woke up to Soap coughing again but this time one month was up and to the petals there was blood.
"Soap-" Price put a hand on the other. "I'll take watch. No need to torture you longer." Soap relentlessly agreed and lied down to get some shut eye.
Price got worried for Soap. He knew how long it takes to kill one. He took his gun and watched the door and Soap for anything.
Price got worried for Soap. He knew how long it takes to kill one. He took his gun and watched the door and Soap for anything.
While Kate Laswell got taken to the hospital and into surgery, making Gaz wait for Kate's wife to arrive and for Kate to stay alive after the surgery. He called her wife and gave her the address.
They both stood worried waiting around the waiting room for a few hours before a doctor came in and asked for Laswell's wife. She replied by asking how she is and the man replied.
"I am truly sorry, but your wife is dead." The man gave them an apologetic look. " We tried everything. The trick you did, sergeant worked for a while, of it lasted a bit more, maybe she'd lived."
Laswell's wife hugged Gaz as she cried onto his shoulder.
"I guess I'll call Ghost and tell him." The doctor led them to where Kate's body is and waited outside so the two of them can have a moment.
Ghost sat down to where Soap probably sat at and gets a call. He answers it and puts it at his ear.
"Ghost speak-" "Laswell's dead." Gaz spoke pushing back tears. "What?" "She's dead, Simon." Gaz's voice bit more broken and sad. "She- she can't be." "I'm sorry mate, but it's true." The Ghost hung up the call and looks at Roach.
Roach looks back to Simon with concern. "Laswell's dead..." Simon told him. "She's not- she-" Gary went to hug him as Simon cried, The non-physical Ghost mask broken on the floor with Roach's.
Them both knowing that Price and Soap has no idea of what just happened.
I think soap would make really good glitter bombs and it pisses off everyone. He uses black glitter for Simon :)