soap ghost fics <3
collection of ghost x soap fics i’ve read
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He’d had Ghost’s voice pouring into his ear for hours, somehow rough and smooth and smoky all at once, like the kind of Scotch he couldn’t really afford. And that voice, combined with the fatigue, the bone deep weariness, was starting to have the same effect as good Scotch on his resolve, on his fucking impulse control
Soap makes bad choices, no one knows when banter crosses the line into flirting, and their comms definitely shouldn't be used like that. Somehow, despite themselves, they make it work.
This is mostly porn, with feelings added for a bit of spice.
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- Part 1 of Familiar
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A canon-compliant rework and extension of MW2: Reboot.
Simon was an unstoppable force, but Fate was an immovable object.
Stationary.
When you ignore it, and put up walls to secure yourself, it only delays the inevitable. Unavailing. It doesn’t stop it. Moments in time slowly drill their way through, picking an open scab until it turns to scar tissue. It will break your skin until it drains you. You will deteriorate into ashes, scattered by the wind.
And if you force yourself against Fate, shielded with a lifetime of trauma that you use to protect yourself– you’re forced to recognize why you put the walls up in the first place. Every moment full of agony, abuse, anguish.
Your walls will crumble, because Fate never fails.
And as Fate tore the first wall apart, Simon was pushed.
**EARLY CHAPTERS ARE IN BETA, WILL BE LABELED WHEN UPDATED.**
CHAPTERS 1-4 UPDATED AS OF APRIL 8TH
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Soap needs a sign that Ghost is interested in him.
Ghost needs a sign that Soap is interested in him.
One of them needs to take the initiative.
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Soap gives Ghost a gift on Christmas eve
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It helped his routine so really he was only bitching to bitch. And working the late nights meant he could have some sense of the normalcy he’d been used to while scouting and shooting and murdering in the dark. Here in this bar though, his past was that, and the only thing he had to ever worry about was the regular fucker who came in here who was determined to learn more about Simon.
He talked to Simon like he wasn’t a cold blooded killer. To which he guesses is right, in this new life he has now, but fuck the guy had balls to spit some of the shit he did put. He’s lucky Ghost didn’t spit in his drink or beat him with a bottle of low shelf scotch. Not wanting to waste the good shit on a man who thought it was poetic to leer about his servers ass.
Ghost guesses it’s better than torture but it’s a close call.
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“Do you need some orders to be able to come, to feel like a good boy? Or do you want me to just shut up and let you build your fantasy?” Ghost asked.
Soap didn’t even have to think about it, desperate for Ghost to keep going. “Talk to me,” Soap breathed.
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- Part 2 of A collection of GhostxSoap stand alones
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It’s a good thing Soap doesn’t usually do this, else Ghost would have a hell of a lot of people to off.
No one is allowed to have seen Johnny like this but him.
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- Part 2 of Chain of Command
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Ghost is injured on a mission and then is forced to stay with Soap while on leave. Ghost doesn't have a clue what he's going to do alone with the Scot.
An unfinished story. Most likely won’t be updated.
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A canon-compliant rework and extension of MW2: Reboot.
Simon was an unstoppable force, but Fate was an immovable object.
Stationary.
When you ignore it, and put up walls to secure yourself, it only delays the inevitable. Unavailing. It doesn’t stop it. Moments in time slowly drill their way through, picking an open scab until it turns to scar tissue. It will break your skin until it drains you. You will deteriorate into ashes, scattered by the wind.
And if you force yourself against Fate, shielded with a lifetime of trauma that you use to protect yourself– you’re forced to recognize why you put the walls up in the first place. Every moment full of agony, abuse, anguish.
Your walls will crumble, because Fate never fails.
And as Fate tore the first wall apart, Simon was pushed.
**EARLY CHAPTERS ARE IN BETA, WILL BE LABELED WHEN UPDATED.**
CHAPTERS 1-4 UPDATED AS OF APRIL 8TH