#roach x gaz

[frostbitten42]

A supportive friend, I love the template so much

[roachs-pet-roach]

obligatory dec 3rd hcs

ghoap, gazroach, nikprice for these hcs

Ghost refused to get a jacket or hoodie with his name on it

It just felt weird

That was until he started his thing with soap

his hoodies kept going missing.

He had a few idea as to where they went.

Soldiers wore each others jackets sometimes

After all, Gary was usually seen with “GARRICK” on the back of his jacket.

Gaz usually seen with “SANDERSON”

Price wasnt usually so obvious

but every one in awhile his hoodies or shirts ended up with russian lettering on them.

Eventually Ghost resorted to getting a jacket with “RILEY” across the back

his hoodies started returning at the expense of that jacket going missing.

he almost choked the first time he saw Soap in the mess with ‘RILEY’ across his back

He’d dragged the man back to his room

“the fuck do you think you’re wearing?”

He’d growled as he’d shoved johnny against the door

Soap had just given him that shit eating grin

Ghost had just kissed Johnny senseless as he wrestled the jacket off him.

there was a lot of giggling from johnny

that night Ghost’s jacket was replaced with a hoodie that read “MACTAVISH” across the back

this was entirely self-indulgent 😔

[anonmousegosqueak]

Y'all know we don't have any of the official CoD men heights, right?

I dunno who decided König was both a colonel (he's not) and 6'-fucking-10", but that model is the same height as everyone else. Yeah campaign cutscenes, but in game? There's two heights, man and woman. Now am I against this? Hell no! It just means I can do this- >:)

If CoD men were SHORTER than their CoD man S.O.

Includes: Nikolai x Price, Ghost x Soap, Gaz x Roach, and Alejandro x Rodolfo. No Red in this one, don't ask me why.

Price < Nikolai

If Price was shorter than Nikolai...

So this is the version I personally enjoy. Big, fat, hairy bear Price, getting out done in all of those categories. To his men? He's huge. To his man?? Fuck, he comes up to just below eye level. He's bratty about it as well, constantly bitching when Nik puts something too high up (he does it on purpose) and squirming away from his relentless forehead kisses. His breaking point though? When Nikolai pins him up against the wall, slotting his leg between Price's as so he can rest on something higher up while on his tippy toes. He melts like a stick of butter left out in the Texas heat. He can barely even form words in the pink mush he calls a brain when Nik picks him up, carrying him to the bedroom like he weighs nothing. Maybe being smaller isn't all that bad after all, aye John?

Nikolai < Price

If Nikolai was taller than Price...

Now- here is our first instance of taller ≠ bottom or submissive. I'd say their heights are swapped from the first one, Nik just being a few inches shorter than Price. He's still tall, no doubt about it, but he does have to crane his neck to look Price in the eyes. Does that stop him though? Absolutely not. He's putting on his tallest heels (drag Nik beloved) and towering over John. He's shoving the man into a seat and sitting in his lap. He's grinning as he watches John throw his head back in pleasure, not stopping for even a moment. On a more wholesome note- Nik has a fondness of headbutting Price like a cat. He'll bonk his face into Price's mouth, basically giving himself a forehead smooch. He'll tuck his head under Price's neck while they cuddle, not caring that Price can no longer see the TV. He's shorter, yes, but he's still very much in control.

Ghost < Soap (hear me out)

If Ghost was shorter than Soap...

LET ME HAVE THIS- Y'ALL HAVE NO IDEA. So one of my biggest pet-peevs with how people draw Soap is that they make him so... Twink-y. Do me a favor and pull up a picture of that man- he's built like a fucking square! His arms can barely even be contained by his shirt, he does that stupid little caveman walk he does when getting off the heli (aka the walk big tall people do, trust me on this one). He. Is. Big. So why can't he be bigger than Ghost? Not even bigger like wider, I'm talking bigger in all senses of the word. Ghost is honestly a little scared when meeting him for the first time... This huge-ass Scottish man with a dumbass hairstyle comes up to him and *touches* him? Not even Gaz was that brave when he first met him... Ghost isn't fully sure what to do with himself, often just freezing whenever Soap does anything with his hight. Forehead kiss? Blue screen. Reaches above him for something? He's standing there for the next few minutes, looking like an idiot. The only reason the fandom never has Soap taller is because poor Ghost would break on the spot.

Soap < Ghost

If Soap was shorter than Ghost...

What do you want me to say? It's the fandom opinion. He's a brat, he's adorable and kissable and Ghost slings him over his shoulder. The end.

Gaz < Roach

If Gaz was shorter than Roach...

So I think in this case, because of the lack of official info, I'm going to make it more "what if Roach was taller than Gaz". Gaz is an average height, Roach is this tall lanky dude who shoved himself into increasingly small spaces. And Gaz? Gaz is fucking crazy over it. He likes the familiar shadow, the feeling of someone leaning on him and resting their chin on his head, the warmth of getting squished up against a chest. I think he's the most normal about it though. Sure it's hot, yes he loves topping someone so tall, but day to day? He's more concerned about warning his love about short doorframes than anything... And if he's secretly glad about being under 6'? Well that's no one's business but his own.

Roach < Gaz

Small bug being held up like a creature. The end.

Alejandro < Rudy

If Alejandro was Shorter than Rodolfo...

This one honestly makes me a bit feral. Fennec can confirm, I'm *not* normal about dom! Rodolfo. Pair that with physically being larger than Alejandro...? He's not nice about it either, using his hight and size to his advantage all the time. And Alejandro? Well Alejandro is replacing his third pair of jeans this week after ruining them. Sometimes the colonel just needs to turn his brain off, let someone bigger than him take care of him. He trusts his Sargent Major, trusts him with the power he holds. Yeah they like to play around with the height difference but at the end of the day? Alejandro feels safe with the mountain of a man. A (not so) gentle giant who can take control and let Ale just get to relax for once.

Rodolfo < Alejandro

If Rodolfo was shorter than Alejandro...

Oop- we got another short dom! Literally the same dynamic as the last one, big spoon and all. Except *maybe* he makes Ale reach the top shelf, no shame about it either. So what if he can't reach? He has an obedient pet boyfriend to do it for him. Again with the comfort, except this time it's more symbolic than physical. Alejandro is still letting go and giving power to Rudy, he's still curling into his chest as the other man wraps his arms around his torso, except now it's an even clearer display of trust and comfort. Rudy gets to be the big boss, to comfort and care, even while dealing with a man who towers over him.

[spectrefyt]

I return from my partial inactivity to show off the work I did for @silly-10 's fic, "Extermination!" I'm so proud of how far we came-- make sure to give Sou lots of love, they poured a lot of effort into the story!

[pricexmakarov]

HCs~~

Vladimir Makarov:

Autistic

ADHD

He/Him

Pansexual

Easily overstimulated

Has many hyperfixactions

Yuri acts as his memory because Makarov can’t remember shit

John Price:

ADHD

BPD

Gender-fluid usually male

Pansexual

Horny

Unhealthy addictions

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Nikolai:

He/Him

Gay

Constantly trying to seduce his husband and it goes right over his Husband’s head

Yuri Volkov:

OCD

He/Him

Dense

Flirting goes right over his head

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Phillip Graves:

Autism

Hyper sexual (shames himself about it)

He/Him

Trans

Gay

Velikan:

He/Him

Gay

Constantly comforting Graves and reminding him that not everything is his fault

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Alejandro Vargas:

ADHD

He/They

Bottom (he’s not as dominant as he acts)

Rodolfo ‘Rudy’ Parra:

He/Him

Scary when he wants to be

He is Alejandro’s scary dog

Asshole

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Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley:

Autism

PTSD

Trans

He/Him (will kill you if you misgender him)

Secretly really sweet

Johnathan ‘Soap’ MacTavish:

ADHD

OCD

He/Him

Will kill you if you misgender Ghost

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Kyle ‘Gaz’ Garrick:

He/Him

Bi

Gary ‘Roach’ Sanderson:

Mostly nonverbal Autistic

Trans

He/Him

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König:

ADHD

Trans

He/Him

Bi

He’s a damn good sniper, he just can’t sit still

Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin:

He/Him

Gay

Loves Praising König

Dogshit gambler but he has a little luck

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Farah Karim:

Trans

She/They

Bi

Alex Keller:

Trans

He/him

Bi

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Sebastian Kruger:

He/Him

Gay

Nikto:

DID

He/Them/Its

Bi

Talks to himself and its scare everyone but Kruger off.

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Kate Laswell:

She/Her

Lesbian

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Andrei Nolan:

OCD

He/Him

Bi

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Bell:

Genderfluid

Aro-Ace

Fucking hates everybody on god.

[sevs-corner]

HC for: Gary "Roach" Sanderson (CoD MW2)

Could be for like, my actor AU or alt timeline AU but generally, this is how I imagine this man outside of combat

He is the silly silent type of person

If he was in MW2 (2022), he would definitely be a part of the silly trio with Soap and Gaz

The "3 Stooges of Sarges", Price would mutter as he finds himself in one of their schemes once more with Simon giggling at the side

As per rule of threes, Soap is the loud extrovert, Roach is the silent introvert, and Gaz is the balanced out ambivert-- which can either lead to him convincing the other two to stop or... encourage them with better ideas... maybe.. sometimes? Most of the time

As per silent protag rule, he has immunity! Well, more like a very high threshold for tolerating pain that it looks like he instantly heals after getting shot

(Dont worry he just gets knocked out for a second but is back right at it- which is a cause of concern of the crew)

Though is scares the dickens out of the enemies when they were so sure that they shot him down but just simply arises from the dead

Spookin' them and acting as the distraction for the other two to finish the job for him

(In which they immediately treat him or call for medevac while Roach pouts, saying that he can still go on)

But seeing that pool of blood follow him doesn't really help his case here now

Roach is also one of the top shooters in the range and during the missions, always having the highest kill count and the bragging rights that come with it

(Ghost is actually jelly and tries to compete for it when they get sent in a mission together)

He's also just so knowledgeable when it comes to handling and making weapons

That he full on bellows at the poor attempts of Soap trying to make tools back in the "Alone" mission in Las Almas

Ghost shrugged, albeit smirking underneath, at how he consolidated Johnny boy- saying it was his "first time" and all that but he too had to face palm a couple times during their comms with each other

Roach is the type to loot an enemy's body for bullets, weapons, frags- just to use it against the enemy and make them confused

I'm pretty sure that, even one time, he had swapped his clothes with a foot soldier-- easily infiltrating their base and destroying it from the inside then out

He IS the go-to man for information retrieval and silent infiltration ops because of it (but is actually dubbed his specialty, as per Price's compliments)

For some God forsaken reason, if you ask Roach to grab or shoot at something-- he is ON it like,

"Take down that AC-130 from above with a nail and rubber Sarge-" *BOOOOMMMM*

"Say less, cap'n."

So yeah, just dummy n' silly word vomit hcs 'cause I kinda wanna see more of Roach as part of the current 141 hehe

[fixfoxnox]

WAIT can I request you do that secret option where roach would get passed around like a toy by the 141

👉👈 -👑

Yes indeed 😏

Luke's Spicy Snippets (6)

Pairings: Roach/Everyone

Warnings: cock warming, deep throating, rough sex, biting, blood kink (I think), edging, lack of after care (implied that Roach denies it), dehumanization, mean 141

"Cap-Captain," Roach's voice was a stuttering mess. He felt completely exposed, the expanse of his flush skin on display for anyone who would walk into his Captain's office to see. There were no sets of eyes on him though and, in fact, even the man currently buried balls deep inside of him didn't seem to be paying attention to his presence. "Please, I need you, God, I can't-"

All his begging earned him was a hum from Price. The older man's attention was focused solely on the bit of paperwork on his desk. The only thing he'd said to Roach in the past hour was a quick request for him to move his hands from where he'd had a death grip on the man's desk.

Roach tilted his head back against the other man's shoulder, tears gathering in the corners of his eyes. He was hard and leaking, kept that way by his Captain's hand that would occasionally come forward to give him a few slow jerks. He was desperate, the arousal that had been resting in his gut for the past hour was not enough and it kept him right at the brink of insanity. He was needy, he hated getting ignored like this for so long. Cock warming was never his favorite, but Price loved it and he would give Price whatever he wanted. But, above all, his legs were beginning to fucking hurt.

"Please," he begged again, nearly choking on his words as Price's hand wrapped around his cock to begin those slow torturous jerks again. "Please, Price I want you, I need you so fucking-"

The phone on Price's desk started to ring and Roach snapped his mouth shut. Price's hand on his cock sped up slightly, pulling muffled moans from his mouth. He was doing his best to stifle them, but he knew his Captain would do his best to make him break when there was the possibility of someone else listening in.

"Stay quiet," Price pressed a quick kiss to his shoulder before picking up the phone, "This is Price." There was a quiet moment as the other person spoke. Roach tried to keep himself silent, but it was hard when the hand around his cock felt so deliciously good. His hips jerked slightly into the movement, earning him a small slap on the thigh and a scolding look from Price.

The hand on his cock tightened, setting a quick and harsh pace that had him letting out quiet little gasps and trying to stifle his own moans. Pleasure zipped up his spine. Price's thumb stroked gently over the head of his cock, running repeatedly over his slit. The man twisted his hand and Roach couldn't help the loud moan that tore from his throat.

Suddenly the hand was removed from his cock and his Captain's fingers were shoved into his mouth, silencing him. He sucked on them obediently, only giving a small whine at the loss of friction. "Alright," Price's voice was tinged with amusement and Roach realized suddenly that he'd missed the man's entire conversation, "I'll send him over. Give me about fifteen minutes." He paused for a moment before chuckling, "Yes, I promise he'll still be usable."

Roach understood immediately what the phone call had been about and he couldn't help the way that excitement coiled in his gut. It wasn't often that multiple of his team members needed him in one day. Price hung the phone up and, before Roach could react, the older man had pulled out of him and roughly shoved him to lean over his desk, his legs spread wide.

Price was quick to slip back inside of him, his grip tight on his hips, "That was Gaz," one of his hands stroked along Roach's hip, "You're needed in the locker room after this." He didn't say anything else, only started a quick and punishing pace with his hips, fucking Roach into a pliant moaning mess.

"Fuck," Gaz tilted his head back, an appreciative sigh leaving his mouth, "Hmm, go on, you know what I want."

He tugged Roach's hair, using his grip to guide Roach's face away from where he'd been licking and sucking at his balls. Roach went obediently, his eyes already glazed over from the way he'd been immediately shoved to his knees as soon as he'd stumbled into the locker room.

He gave a moan as Gaz took a moment to rut his cock over his face. Once he was pulled away fully he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out, looking up at Gaz with wide eyes. Gaz gave another moan at the sigh before grabbing the base of his cock and resting the tip of his length against Roach's tongue.

He started with small, shallow thrusts, rutting his cock along Roach's tongue. "Fuck, that's it," he slowly pushed further. As soon as he could, Roach closed his mouth around Gaz's cock, alternating between sucking at the tip of his length and stroking slowly over him with his tongue.

Gaz allowed the movement for a moment, holding his hips still as little pants left his mouth. Eventually, though, he grew impatient. His hand tightened in Roach's hair and he slowly began to fuck his mouth, thrusting deeper and deeper with every jerk of his hips.

It wasn't long until he was moving quickly, using his grip in Roach's hair to force the younger man's mouth further around his cock. With every move he brushed against the back of Roach's throat, pulling choked out little moans from his mouth.

"Shit, oh fuck, so- oh, so fucking good," Gaz pulled Roach down hard, pressing his nose against the hairs at the base of his cock and holding him there for a moment as he choked around the length of him. Finally he pulled him all the way off, allowing Roach a moment to breathe as he admired the sight of him.

Drool dripped down Roach's chin and tears fell freely from his eyes. There was a hazy look on his face as he gave several little pants. For a few moments there was a thin string of drool that connected him to Gaz's cock. "Fuck, such a pretty thing," Gaz tightened his grip in Roach's hair, "'m gonna come in your mouth, want you to take it like the good little thing you are." With that, he shoved his cock back into Roach's waiting mouth.

Roach was stumbling back to his room, using the wall for support for his shakey legs. He had cum still running down his thighs in his pants and he was sure he looked an absolute mess. Between Price fucking him and Gaz taking his mouth, he'd say he had a pretty productive day. He was beginning to regret turning down Gaz's offer to help him back to his room, though. He'd just felt guilty about accepting, after all, he knew the other man had plenty to do.

"Roach! There you are!" Roach froze in his place, turning his head just slightly to meet the approaching form of a grinning Soap. He couldn't help but meet the other man's grin with a smile of his own, affection curling in his chest.

"Hi," his voice was creaky and sore, his throat feeling the effects of Gaz's rough treatment.

Soap gave a chuckle, wrapping his arms around him and starting them off toward their rooms. "Gaz warned me that you'd already been used today, they definitely did a number on you."

"Nothing I can't handle," Roach assured him quietly. He allowed himself to be guided back to his room, at least, he'd thought his room. It wasn't until Soap was unlocking the door that he realized he'd been guided past his room and toward Soap's.

"Hope you don't mind," Soap gave him a small smile, "I leave on a mission in an hour, and, well..."

Roach rolled his eyes fondly at the man's awkwardness. He'd never been able to ask Roach outright for what he wanted. "Well," he motioned to the door, "help me inside and get to it then." Soap didn't even bother wrapping an arm around him, he just moved forward to wrap him up by the waist and sling him over his shoulder.

Roach vouldn't help the laugh that escaped his lips as Soap slammed his door shut behind him, quickly walking them over and dumping him onto his bed.

Roach watched as Soap started to unbuckle his belt and tug at the tops of his pants and underwear. "How do you want me?"

"Your thighs," Soap grunted as he was finally able to pull his cock out. He started to give himself several slow and measured jerks, saying nothing as he dug through his side drawer for a bottle of lube. Roach was quick to shove his pants and underwear down, kicking them off onto the ground with his sore legs.

Practically as soon as they hit the ground and Soap's hands were on his legs, tugging him to the edge of the bed and spreading them apart. Roach could do nothing but watch with low eyes as Soap stroked hungrily over his inner thighs, ducking down to pepper kisses along the expanse of skin. Roach tilted his head back at the feeling, giving soft little moans until a harsh sting had a yelp pulling from his throat.

Soap pulled back excitedly, a small bit of blood in his teeth from where he'd broken skin with his bite. Roach gave a weak moan at the sight. It didn't take Soap long after that to begin slathering the lube across his thighs. He hadn't even bothered to warm it up, instead he simply laughed when Roach yelped at the cold and hissed at the feeling of the lube against his fresh and likely still bleeding bite.

By the time he was satisfied with the slide, Soap was already fully hard and leaking. He pressed Roach's legs together carefully, holding his shins against his shoulder as he slowly slid his cock between Roach's thighs, moaning at the sensation. He pressed Roach's legs together harder, creating a tighter sensation around his cock.

"Fuck," he gave a growl. He leaned down, bringing Roach's legs with him and nearly bending the other man in half, Roach whimpered at the stretch. "Not quite as good as your hole, but at least I can get some use out of you." With that he started to quickly rut himself between Roach's thighs, the only sounds filling the room were his moans and the slap of skin against skin.

Soap pulled his legs tighter to his chest, latching his mouth and teeth onto Roach's leg to begin biting more harsh marks into the others skin. Roach whined at the feeling, his entire body moving with Soap's desperate thrusts between his slick thighs. He could see as precum was smeared in with the lube and bit of blood that decorated his skin and he knew based on the deep moan that Soap gave that the other could see it as well.

"When," Soap panted between his harsh thrusts, his hips already beginning to stutter, "When I get back from my mission, gonna make you, oh fuck, gonna make you choke on my cock like Gaz did." He gave a deep groan, his eyes closed and his head tilted back as he continued, "Gonna make you fucking cry for my cock. You want to cry for my cock? Want to be a good toy for me?"

"Yes," Roach answered back, knowing how much Soap liked it when he talked. His own cock was starting to grow hard again, the sight of Soap and the words that he spoke causing arousal to flood him. "I can be good," he whined out, "Want your cum, please, John!"

Soap came moments later, painting his chest and thighs with his cum.

Ghost found him in the hallway on his way back to his room. The man had only given a grumble of, "They don't know how to clean up after themselves," before slinging Roach into his arms and carrying him kindly back to his room.

Thats how Roach had found himself under the warm spray of a shower with a chill still going down his spine from the cool press of tile against his chest.

His head was buried in his hand as little sobs escaped his mouth. His legs were shaking and he knew that he was only able to stand thanks to Ghosts hands tight around his waist. Ghost was moving slowly, thrusting in and out of him at a hard but slow pace. With every rough hit of his hips against Roach's ass, his cock nailed the other man's prostate, torturing him with a slow panging pleasure.

"Simon," he sobbed, trying to press himself back further against the other man, "please, please, please!"

Ghost hummed, pressing sweet kisses against his shoulder as he continued his slow pace, "Don't know what you're asking for, Bug." He sounded completely unaffected by the current situation, the only evidence of his enjoyment were the occasional grunts and moans he would let loose and his hard cock splitting Roach open.

"Need," Roach gave a watery gasp as Ghost's hand wrapped around his cock, joining in with slow torturous thrusts, "Need you!"

Ghost chuckled, "You have me, I'm fucking you aren't I?" He gave another roll of his hips and a sweet little nip to Roach's throat. The pleasure he was forcing on Roach was almost overwhelming, and yet it wasn't enough. He'd been slowly building Roach up, but with his pace it was like the build up was never ending.

"You're so, so- ah, oh fuck, so mean!"

"I'm mean?" Ghost gave another chuckle, nipping at Roach's ear before adding, "I'll show you mean."

With that, his slow pace was gone. Be began to fuck into Roach quickly, slamming their hips together with a punishing pace. Roach couldn't even moan as the pleasure overwhelmed him, taking his voice until nothing was left but weak desperate gasps. Finally he was almost there, he was almost to the point of tipping over and being set alight with the buzzing of pleasure through his system. He just needed a bit more. Just a bit more and-

Ghost stopped his movement, stilling completely inside of Roach and pulling a harsh sob from his mouth as the pleasure that had been about to spill over slowly ebbed away, taken from him with no satisfaction granted. Ghost answered his sobs with a low chuckle and a kiss to his neck, "I told you I'd show you mean. Let me do it again just to make sure you got the idea."

Later, as Roach was cuddled up in bed against Ghost's chest, he had to mentally applaud himself. Four in one day! Sure he couldn't walk, but it was definitely worth it. After all, what was more enjoyable than taking care of his team?

[shegleeb-onmyglorbus]

Ase RoachGaz thoughts inspired by my lovely mutual @eaveplzzz / @4me2knowandyou2wonder (I wasn't sure which blog to tag sorry T-T)

Roach doesn't think he's enough for Gaz, but Gaz very much disagrees.

He's constantly say little things like "I'm so proud of you" and "you're worth it" and "you're enough"

Just to remind him that no matter what, Gaz loves him, ase or not

Roach always freaks out when Gaz says these but in the best way

Roach is slowly learning that, yes, there are other ways to be intimate with someone than through sexual intimacy and Gaz is happy to help him

Roach is relearning so much of what he learnt growing up, and at times, it gets a bit much, but he knows Gaz is always there for him

Gentle hands raking through hair and forehead kisses while cuddling on the couches and whispers of soft words is enough for both Gaz and Roach, and they're fully content in it

UNTIL

Roach overheard Gaz arguing talking with a recruit

The recruit was adamant that asexuality wasn't real and Gaz was arguing that the recruit was spouting bullshit

It sent Roach into a spiral

What if he was just scared? Is he just scared...?

Gaz eventually found him hyperventilating in his (read: Gaz's) bedroom and helped assure him that he is completely valid

And the recruit was spouting shit

It took a long time (and hundreds of cuddles & forehead kisses) for Roach to believe Gaz

Safe to say, the recruit was never heard from again