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#Ghost x Soap
ghcstao3 · 1 day
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it takes ghost and soap a good few tries before settling on a sleeping position comfortable for them both when sharing a bed.
being soldiers, they’d never been afraid of getting close—of sleeping pressed against one another, of huddling for warmth, of minimizing occupied space. but that being said, the first time they sleep in a proper bed together, they’re both stiff.
it’s too… casual. too calm. there isn’t a reason for them to be close and yet they both itch to be.
they start back-to-back. then separate again. then attempt any possible combination of spooning. then ghost complains because he’s cold and the blanket is too thin but soap runs hot so he can’t have anything too thick. then they say fuck it and tangle themselves together, too the point where it’d be difficult to figure our where one ends and the other begins. that almost works.
finally, miraculously, the solution is found one morning after they agreed that it had been one of the best sleeps of their lives—soap draped completely over ghost like a weighted blanket, providing both heat and comfort to ghost while avoiding overheating all together.
it’s a little unconventional, but it works. neither ghost nor soap had ever been aware that sleep could be so peaceful.
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s3rrrpentine · 17 hours
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my OUR favourite hoodie
thank you so much to the dearest @shotinthehart for commissioning me!!! ☆ i hope you are as comfy as soap in ghost's his hoodie ♡ ~('▽^人)
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thirsty-koi · 2 days
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Date Night
👹! Soap x Ghost part 4??????
part 1 + 2 and 3
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emmster · 1 day
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Little wip 👀
(Actually proud of my lineart here hence I’m showing it off)
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eiraeths · 2 days
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ghost never liked being in photos. even as a kid he avoided them at all costs. this extended into his military career and as a result, there’s no photos of him with any squad mates. not even the 141. when his family died, it was something next to disheartening to realize there’s no proof he was ever in their lives. he told himself it was for the best, like a mantra every night it kept him up. he never expected johnny to go first. never expected to regret all those years avoiding photos. there’s no photographic proof he was ever in soap’s life. pictures are all that’s left of soap and none of them have any sense of belonging to ghost.
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remiebear · 3 days
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They all care for Soap 🥺🥺
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Idk why their head shapes looks weird today sorry 😞
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tommieglenn · 2 days
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Soap and Ghost as John Constantine and his demon (watercolour commission)
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verdantcreek · 3 days
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do you think you’d kill for me one day? (mcd)
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Price has taken a bullet at least once for each of his boys, he did it without second thought in his many attempts and ways of keeping them safe. He's always keeping an eye out over them on missions and around base, he'd do a lot of things to keep them safe from harm.
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mactavishenjoyer · 2 days
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Continuation of this but after Ghost convinces Soap he's telling the truth. Idk I'm just bored at this point
Ghost had expected a different reaction when Soap finally believed him. He doesn't know what he expected but it definitely wasn't Soap drunk out his mind crying into his chest. "My ghost is fucking gone." He said through sobs and gasps of air. Ghost hadn't really thought that deeply about it but it was likely the ghost who's body he was in was in his and that wasn't very lucky for him. Ghost wasn't good at comforting. He wasn't really good at the whole feelings thing. Maybe hugging was the proper response?
"You feel like him but I know you aren't. You sound like him too but you don't act like him. I wanted to marry him and now I just have to throw everything I wanted out cuz he's probably dead. Yet I have to look at someone puppeteering his corps every fucking day. I don't even get to have a fucking funeral for him!"
"I'm sorry, soap."
"it's not your fault. I know it's not. You didn't ask for this." Maybe it was desperation. Maybe it was some fucked up way of grieving. Or maybe it was just the alcohol. "kiss me." Ghost's confusion was visible even with his face covered. "Please...I want to feel him. I just want to get a goodbye." It was unlike Soap to throw himself at people. Especially people he barely knew but did this even count as a stranger? Soap knew every inch of this body. He spent countless nights cuddled into it. The kisses felt the same physically but not emotionally. Soap was only able to get to feeling under Ghost's shirt before he broke down crying. This wasn't him. Soap knew that. His Ghost was gone.
Soap awoke the next morning in Ghost's bed, a place he had woken up in before. Unlike with his Ghost he didn't wake up with his arms around anybody. He looked over the edge of the bed to see Ghost sleeping on the floor. It was really over. He'd never get to hold his Ghost again. Just like how Ghost will never get to hold his Roach again. He can pretend Gary is him for as long as he wants but it's not him. Roach was dead. The difference between Soap and Ghost was that Soap accepted this. Ghost could play pretend but one day reality will catch up. Simon abandoned Gary for a reason. Ghost can only hope that reason doesn't catch up.
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aecxy · 8 hours
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HAIIIII HELLOOO im thinking about. Ghoap grieving over Roach. After. Yk. the events. but. got me a little twist to it. :3
Cw// Grieving (?), Mentions of burning alive, Lots of pain. Mcd (or is it.)
Whenever he thinks about Roach, which is a lot. Ghost feels himself burning in that pit once again, crawling out, rolling on the ground in pain to put the flames out. Pain fueled tears downing his eyes.
He remembers looking at Roach’s burning body, yelling at him to get up, get out, roll. He remembers the sounds of Roach’s equipment cracking.
Whenever he thinks about Roach, which is a lot. Soap remembers screaming into his transmitter. Yelling them not to trust Shepherd, his heart squeezing, head pounding from the stress. The doom feeling.
All confirming when Price says ‘They are dead.’
How it felt like a ton of ice water just got dumped over him.
Then, he remembers how it felt when he got the information about Ghost being alive and rescued. He was happy, oh so happy. But, what about Roach ? What happened to him ?
Then, another question comes in. If he is not there, where was his body ?
Ghost remembers passing out, looking at Roach’s burning body. He remembers waking up in a hospital, not able to talk about what happened.
But nonetheless, he was shocked to learn Roach’s body was missing.
They didn’t dwell on it, they couldn’t. They wanted to grieve, they needed time. They couldn’t stress over it yet.
They got a tombstone made for him, left flowers there. Both added Roach’s dogtag next to their own. And shut up about it. Grieving in silence.
Roach, remembers waking up. In pain, oh so much pain. Tears rolling down his eyes, dripping on the bed he’s laying on. Looking around in pain filled panic, trying to figure out where he is, where is Ghost.
Then he hears the door cracking open, getting eye to eye with Makarov.
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umbra-mayhem · 8 hours
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ADHD!John "Soap" MacTavish
To accompany my ocd!Ghost, here's an adhd!Soap cause I also have adhd and must make these stupid made-up military men suffer like me.
(tw for skin picking and accidental SH)
He has a particular place for everything he owns and will not place something down unless it is in one of those designated spots. Because otherwise, he'll place something down and completely forget where it is. He also labels everything he owns with his initials so that even if he misplaces something, it can be returned to him (This is something his mother used to do for him when he was a kid. It worked then, so he just kept doing it on his own as he got older).
During briefs/debriefs/meetings, he has to stand in the back of the room because 'dammit Soap, you're moving too much and it's distracting everyone'. He has idle animation (haha get it), typically bouncing on the balls of his feet or swaying back and forth.
He needs to be doing something with his hands at all times, which usually means either fiddling mindlessly with his knife or ripping at the skin on his fingers/lips. Ghost doesn't particularly care for either of these options, as they often accidentally leave Soap bloody one way or another. Once he realizes Soap just needs his hands occupied, Ghost buys him a small pack of fidget toys. Soap becomes obsessed with them (definitely not because a certain Lieutenant gifted them to him, no definitely not).
He talks constantly, saying anything that pops into his head. He doesn't have much of a temper, so that's a good thing at least. But he does sometimes make snarky comments that can get him into a bit of trouble. It seems the only time he is fairly quiet is when he's out on the field.
Really, the field is the only place he can fully concentrate. He hyper focuses on the task at hand, which usually works in the team's favor. Until he can't let something go. Getting Soap to retreat can be a challenge. He wants to see their objective completed, stubborn little git. But overall, the field is where most of his symptoms move to the back burner.
His RSD is rough, though he rarely lets it show. Nobody other than Ghost knows how insecure Soap can get. How he stays up late berating himself over all the ways he thinks he fucked up that day. Soap believes he just needs to work harder. And sure, his RSD can drive him to improve his performance. But often, he is far too hard on himself and a bit too convinced that people are angry with him when they really aren't. (When Ghost realizes this, he makes a conscious effort to remind Soap that he loves him and isn't mad at him.)
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s3rrrpentine · 3 days
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a couple of besties!
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wrylu · 4 hours
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he proposed guys
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darth-mortem · 2 days
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Johnny needed a rest and Ghost brought him his favorite sweet treats. He cooked this pie himself 😌
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g8se · 16 hours
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He slays 💅
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