#paul jackson cod

No one expects it, everyone is already ribbing Soap, thinking he'll be the one who screams the most and gets scared the most. Soap is insisting that it won't happen, but the rest of the 141 know that he's the easiest to scare with a simple "boo!" and surprise jump from around a corner, so they definitely don't believe him.

Meanwhile, Price is (smartly) being very quiet. Nik is next to him grinning like a mad man because he knows. He knows that while John Price might be an unshakable man in the battlefield, this isn't the battlefield.

So the group go in together, everything is fine for the first like few minutes when they're just walking through, but haven't reached any scary parts. They they hit the first room and shit hits the fan.

The first person pops out at them, Soap of course jumps, but so does Roach and Gaz. Ghost could smell a cheap jumpscare from a mile, so he's just chilling.

Meanwhile behind the group, Price has already tucked himself against Nik's side. He has a death grip on this man's arm and Nik has to like literally coax him to keep going forward. The team is too distracted laughing to notice.

Then they get to the next room and this is when they start realizing that it won't be Soap who gets the most scared. Another scare moment happens and they can all hear clear as day as Price literally yelps at whatever the actor does. They turn and realize Price is now behind Nik, forcing the man to go in front of him as they push through.

Each room gets worse and worse until finally Price breaks away from the group and is rushing ahead to try and get out quicker. Nik is following behind him quicker and, even pretty far back the boys can hear Price screaming as he's pushing through to the end.

When they come out he's literally like hunched over trying to catch his breath and dry heaving as Nik comforts him. They learn pretty quickly afterwards that apparently their Captain is terrified of shit like this. And, of course, they can't let him live it down, but they also never make him go into a haunted house with them again.

As for the others:

Ghost is stone faced, literally blank expression as a scare actor gets in his face a revs a chainsaw or screams. He is unimpressed and the most he'll do is compliment the actors costumes of the six before moving on.

Roach and Soap are clinging to Ghosts arm. Soap is definitely more scared of what's happening and jumps at practically everything. They get some good screams and pictures out of Soap.

Roach is holding on the Ghost for support because the dim lights and strobes and weird lighting makes him dizzy. Its not uncommon for him to trip and eat shit while in a haunted house. However, he also gets similarly scared like Soap and often buries his face in Ghost's shoulder for support. He doesn't scream, he nervously laughs so if you're behind their group, you hear screaming mixed with nervous laughter from him and Soap.

Gaz, if by himself, is probably like one of the normal haunted house goers. He gets pretty scared but can also laugh at himself while he's going through it. However, if he's with someone like, say, his boyfriend Paul Jackson, it's a little different.

Those two would be messing with each other the entire way through the haunted house, like scaring the shit out of the other before the actors even got a chance. However it leads to plenty of moments where one or both of them are distracted laughing and get the shit scared out of them by the scare actors.

"This isn't fair!" Soap whined, tugging against the binds that kept him tied to the headboard of the bed. He'd been fighting against his bonds practically the entire time, moving so much that his wrists were turning an angry red color.

Next to him, Ghost was hardly any better. While he wasn't tugging at his binds as desperately as Soap, his entire body was tense. His cock was straining against his pants, he and Soap hadn't been given the privilege of release from their clothes. His fists were clenched so tight that his knuckles were white.

He had several layers of rope wrapped around his wrists. The red rope was twisted around his arms down to the elbows, all in an attempt to keep him from escaping. It worked well enough, though a close eye was being kept on his hands. There was no doubt that with one right twist of his wrists he'd be free.

"Come on!" Soap whined again, thrusting his hips into the air in an attempt to get some sort of friction to his aching cock. His eyes were focused hungrily on the sight before him. Those bright doe eyes that their boyfriend was giving them...they were downright deadly.

"Don't pay attention to them." Jackson carded a hand through Roach's hair and used a quick tug to bring his attention forward. Back to the thick cock resting right in front of his face, still dripping with bits of his spit and slobber. His mouth watered a bit at the sight. "Come on," Jackson tugged him forward, encouraging him to continue, "make me feel good baby."

Roach could only give a small nod before slowly leaning forward to take the head of Jackson's cock into his mouth once again. The move earned an immediate sigh of relief from Jackson and a grunt of annoyance from the direction of Ghost and Soap.

Jackson guided Roach's mouth further, pushing him to take more of his cock into his mouth. Roach followed the silent order with enthusiasm, tracing his tongue over the length of Jackson's cock. He gave a sloppy suck as he pulled back, creating a bit of space before beginning to fuck his mouth on Jackson's cock.

Jackson gave an enthusiastic moan at the movement and, after a moment, began to rut his hips forward. He controlled the pace that Roach moved at, taking his mouth with desperate grunts and a wicked grin on his face.

There was more frustrated movement from the bed and a quick glance over told Jackson that Ghost and Soap were not having the best of times. Soap was practically writhing on the bed. He was trying to figure out how to get friction to his cock at the same time that he was trying to free his hands, desperate to shove Jackson away from his boyfriend and take his place.

Ghost looked like he was two seconds away from trying to tear the headboard off rather than the rope. His eyes were locked onto Roach, desire clear in them as his cock tented his pants.

"Wishing this was you?" Jackson taunted the two, remembering the way that they'd taunted Roach and himself only a few weeks prior. A bit of revenge was warranted. He tilted his head back with an exaggerated moan, "The two of you should feel this. He's so fucking good with his mouth." He rolled his hips forward, causing Roach to gag just a bit, "So fucking warm."

He paused for a moment, moaning at the feeling of Roach sucking his cock. Then, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, he turned to look at the two men. "Fuck, I bet he'll feel so much better when I fuck him."

He pulled back at that and reached out to yank Roach to his feet. He was quick to reposition the shorter man, yanking him around until his chest was flush against Roach's back. He made a show of the position, trailing a hand up from Roach's hips and over his chest. He let his finger trail across the younger man's chest and over his neck.

Jackson pressed his fingers to Roach's lips, parting them slowly before slipping his fingers into the others mouth. With the feeling of Roach's tongue dancing around his fingers on one hand, he brought his other hand up to tease at Roach's chest. He flicked a playful hand over one of Roach's nipples, making sure to keep his eyes locked onto Soap and Ghost as he pulled moans from his friend's throat.

"Please!" Soap was the one who spoke, still desperately writhing on the bed, his wrists now so red that Jackson couldn't believe they weren't bleeding yet. "Paul, please! We get it, just let us go! Want to fuck Roach so bad." He tilted his head back with a groan and Jackson couldn't help but to snicker at the sight.

He glanced to Ghost, a delighted grin pulling at his face as he recognized the same desperation in the usually stoic man's eyes. This was delightful, just what he and Roach were going for. They had the men right where they wanted them.

"I tell you what," Jackson took his fingers from Roach's mouth and was quick to wrap his hand around the man's cock, using the spit that had gathered to make a smooth slide for his friend. "I'll let Roach decide. He can decide to let you go and fuck him or not."

Immediately the two men's eyes turned to Roach, pleading with him with desperate looks. Roach didn't say anything for a moment, he just panted and rutted his hips into Jackson's slick hand.

"Do you want to fuck me?"

Immediately the two men were nodding. It was a bit pathetic, the desperation that both of them had. Soap was nodding his head like a man crazed, pleas for Roach to let them free slipping from his lips with ease. Ghost wasn't as vocal, but his pleas were just as clear to see.

"You want to fuck me?" The two men nodded. A moment of desperate silence hung in the air. Roach leaned closer to the two men, a look of pleasure on his face. "Too bad." He parroted Ghost's words from weeks prior, "You'll wait your turn. Right now? You just watch."

First of all, before they've even tried anything I know these two are making fun of British food just based on what they've heard.

Roach jokingly replies "fish n chips" in a terrible British accent any time Ghost asks what he wants to eat. Soap lowkey thinks its hilarious but tries to hide his laughter.

(He always fails and Ghost always gets mad at them)

Jackson sends random ass like wack foods he see's online to Price and Gaz like "was this something you ate as a kid?"

One day sends Gaz the recipe for like raisin meat salad or some shit and is like "reminds you of home huh"

So its obviously only a matter of time before Jackson and Roach are forced to actually try some British food by the British.

The first time that Gaz or Price or Ghost looks one of them in the eyes and says "thats it, I'm making you try a Chinese" I think they die a little inside.

Both of them sitting patiently at a table as the boys debate on what to make them. Ghost suggests beans and toast and I think both Roach and Jackson have a little southern heart attack when they're brought out beans on plain bread.

Roach literally can't eat it because of a texture thing with the soggy bread (me too babes) but Jackson tires to power through it

He tries it and Roach swears up and down that Jackson actually starts to cry but Gaz swears that they were tears of joy (they weren't)

They try some other things, and that goes a bit better, but overall Jackson and Roach generally aren't impressed by most of the foods.

Jackson asks at what point which seasonings they used on the food and when Gaz answers back "salt" he dies a little inside (the poor man is from Louisiana you know he's sobbing)

Eventually the British Boys are just like "okay well you know what, fuck them what could we give them to make them gag."

They try black pudding

Immediately disappointed when, upon hearing what it is, Roach and Jackson don't flip out and instead try it perfectly fine

"This isn't bad. Could be a good way to use more of the animals during hunting season"

"Wonder how hard it is to make"

At the end of things, Jackson and Roach decide that the best of the dishes was the full English breakfast and they invite the boys to make it for them again, though Jackson warns he'll be adding more than salt the next time they make it

Then, Jackson, ever the evil man, suggests that he should share some Cajun food with them next.

"You opened it yet?"

Roach gave a quick huff, tucking his phone between his ear and shoulder as he fought with the tape on the nondescript brown box. He knew it had to be a toy of some sort, another one for his shows if he had to guess. He could recognize discreet packaging when he saw it.

"I'm trying, but its hard with you in my ear yelling at me to open it." Roach dug the knife into the tape before reaching up to grab his quickly sliding phone. With a quick press, he turned the device over to speaker before setting it not so gently on the coffee table beside him. "You could just tell me what it is."

"No, no," Jackson sounded all too giddy on the other end of the line, "I want you to see it for yourself first."

Roach gave an amused huff, but said nothing else as he finally managed to cut away all of the tape blocking him from opening the box.

He had been right, it was a toy inside the box, but not one that he really understood Jackson's excitement over. It was a seemingly regular vibrator. Nicely curved and looking a little expensive, but a vibrator none the less. He examined it for a few moments, reading the wording on the box and trying to figure out what was so special about the little thing.

"I don't get it," he finally called, still reading over the box, "Its a vibrator that can be controlled with an app?"

"Not just that," Jackson sounded all too giddy and all too proud of himself, "It can sync up to your website too. It can sync up to music. And get this, it can sync up to tips."

Roach paused, his mouth falling open just a bit as he stared at the vibrator in his hands with a newfound appreciation. "So that means?"

"The higher the tip you get, the longer and harder it will vibrate."

I've talked about it a bit before, but Jackson and Roach had one major key difference in being reborn.

Roach never told anyone about his memories, whereas Jackson tried to tell everyone

When Jackson was old enough to talk he would try to tell his parents and his siblings. They all just thought he was a kid with an overactive and very dark imagination. None of them believed him.

None of them but Jackson's grandmother.

She was an older woman who realized while listening to her grandson that he knew a lot more then any kid with just an active imagination would.

Because of this, Jackson actually had someone in his corner who he could talk to about his past life, and this is something that helped him work through a lot of the issues that were still weighing at Roach when they met.

Thats not to say Jackson was free of everything, but he was doing much better coping then Roach was with the change.

Where they were similar is in their desire to get back to some semblance of normalcy. For Jackson that was returning to the military.

It certainly wasn't a healthy way to cope, and over his time he realized that things would never really be how they once were.

That's what hit him really hard and caused a lot of problems for him. And reminders of his past life because a bit problem.

Generally speaking, for a while he didn't really make any progress. He was sort of stuck in a rut where he just did everything in his power not to think of his past life. This included on several occasions getting himself drunk to help ease the pain of memories.

Certainly not a good way to cope, but one that he did pick up for a bit. That was until Griggs and Roach realized that he'd developed a bit of a problem.

He was sent to mandatory therapy where they essentially worked to help him get through the drinking problem. It worked in helping Jackson find better and healthier distractions, like sewing and embroidery (both skills he picked up from his grandma)

When Jackson lost his leg, he took the opportunity to leave the military. It wasn't helping him and he realized that by staying he was just holding himself back from healing.

Jackson started getting tattoos as a form of self expression. It was suggested by his brother who is a tattoo artist and honestly helped Jackson a lot.

There were months after Jackson left the military where he had extremely low moments. Moments of calling Roach so that someone would be on the phone with him to keep him from doing something he would regret.

Eventually he turned those impulses toward the tattoos. Any time he found his mind going down that path, he'd call his brother and set up an appointment.

Working out also helped him. Keeping his mind and body active and working up his adrenaline was a good way to help him transfer from military to civvy life.

Really Jackson just had an amazing support system that helped his transfer go a lot smoother and helped him get on his feet. So by the time Roach rejoins the 141, Jackson is doing extremely well

Of course he's still dealing with ptsd from both of his lifes and the occasional, though much less often then when he first lost his leg, phantom pains from his leg.

But he does pretty good. The only major low point he ends up having is when he hits 27 and has officially outlived his first life.

He has a full spiral this day and Roach ends up finding him drunk out of his mind and throwing and trying to destroy anything military related in his house.

After that incident, he goes back to therapy and, in the end, finds himself doing much better then he ever has by the time everything happens with Roach and Makarov.

As for Jackson's triggers:

Loud noises can be pretty bad for him, especially right after he lost his leg. I feel like he probably has some hearing loss from the explosion, so anything that is actually loud enough to get past the hearing loss probably fucks with him a lot

In the realm of loud noises, its pretty common for him to have in headphones or earplugs of some sort to just help take the edge of things off.

Intense heat. If its too hot outside he genuinely has to stay inside, otherwise the sun on his skin will freak him out. Similarly he really really hates having a fever because the heat freaks him out. All of this is from when he died in the nuke

Absolute no no to planes and choppers. He'll sooner swim somewhere then try to get on a plane. It definitely caused some problems when he rejoined the military, and several times when he was forced into a plane, Roach had to help him through panic attacks.

Throwing up. All he can think about as he's heaving is is first life and feeling blood and bile forced from his throat as he crawled out of that crashed plane. Of seeing his friends choking on their own blood as they died.

Also something rather simple, but Jackson struggles a lot with anything burnt. Burnt smells all smell mostly the same to him, and all his nose picks up is the smell of burning flesh from after the nuke. Anything gets burnt and Jackson is like to be dry heaving in the yard within a few minutes which only triggers him further.