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An ongoing series where two touch-starved men figure out how to take care of each other in ways that no military field guide ever covered. Thankfully, when you already trust a person with your life, letting them see you at your most vulnerable isn't nearly as hard as it sounds.
Non-sexual intimacy, physical touch, a little angst, and a lot of comfort.
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He has no idea what you're supposed to say when you find one of your...werewolf acquaintances, completely out of their mind, growling like they're about to see what your insides taste like. There's no handbook for this. Stiles is thinking that if he survives he might write one.
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It wasn’t easy to throw Soap off track, but he came dangerously close to it when the caller ID on his phone displayed his father’s name.
Twelve years. Twelve fucking years.
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An unexpected phone call threatens to turn Soap’s life upside down. Luckily, Ghost is there to help him pick up the pieces.
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A mission goes wrong and both Soap and Ghost are left wounded. Back home, on his sick-leave, Soap's apartment gets broken into by the very men they were supposed to capture that day. Captain Price sends him a location for a place that should be safe. Soap didn't expect to see Ghost in the doorway when he gets there, bare-footed, in comfortable clothes and his worn-out balaclava.
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Bookmarked by 666ac
29 Oct 2025
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“When have I said that,”
They are so domestic
Touch starved Ghost and tactile Soap!
Poor Soap can't gat a break
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TRIGGER WARNINGS: implied past self harm, past rape/non-con, panic attacks
“Don’t take it easy on me, yeah, Lt?” Soap chuckles, bouncing on his feet, readying himself.
A soft hum comes from Ghost, “Are you implying I’m usually too easy on you, Sergeant?” He asks in return, a soft sarcastic tint in his voice.
Soap laughs, louder than his last, “Aye, sir,” he nods, raising a wrapped hand to point at Ghost’s arm, covered by a thin, black long-sleeved shirt, “Those muscles tell me so.”
Ghost looks at his own arm for a moment as he finishes wrapping his own left hand, smoothing down the tape with his thumb.
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aka; sparring w ghostsoap goes a little wrong and leads to some absolutely tooth decaying fluff!!Series
- Part 7 of ghostsoap fics
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Bookmarked by 666ac
04 Oct 2025
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Cute
Not very subtle
Non-sexual intimacy:)Author has gems
CW:past rape/non-con