Black_Astraea



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    Soap swings the door wide and gestures him through, ushers Ghost to stand in front of the wardrobe. Twin mirrors hang on the doors, full length and in Soap’s opinion, particularly flattering. Ghost’s gaze darts to his nervously, twitching as he starts to get an idea of what Soap intends. He looks terrified, but to his credit he stays standing there, lets his focus land on Soap’s reflection over his shoulder.

    “I’m going to prove you wrong, Ghost. Want to show you what a good omega you are.”

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    30 May 2026

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    So, the fortune-teller cursed him.

    There was something in that dust, and either Kaveh’s passed out on the ground somewhere having the wildest fever dream, or it’s poison and he’s dead. This being a personal hell might be the better option because at least that way Kaveh can wave off Alhaitham’s sordid thoughts that he cannot fucking ignore.

    After their coffee, Kaveh accidentally left that robe on the back of the kitchen chair. When he went to get it, he found that Alhaitham had already stolen it back, and though he couldn’t see the man, he certainly heard his thoughts scraping over his mind: He smells good. He always smells so good.

    Kaveh gets cursed, resulting in hearing Alhaitham's thoughts--specifically about him. And oh, there's a lot to be heard.

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    27 Feb 2026

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    Soap sits, frozen in shock, staring at the door. What just happened? What the fuck just happened? It takes a good while before his body unlocks and he turns, finally realizing his, now soft, cock is still in the toy- and he’s still live.

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    Ghost walks in on Soap while on a livestream and can't forget about it. Their relationship will never be the same

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    "Ghost," Soap says, sharper this time, a little edge of order in his voice. Ghost's shoulders tense, roll up. He winces and straightens again, staring up at Soap. The eye contact is settling, a little - seeing Ghost's eyes focus on him is reassuring, tells Soap that Ghost is with him at least. He forces a smile. "What's goin' on in that pretty little head, huh?"

    He means it to tease, hopes it'll make Ghost roll his eyes, scoff and shove at him, as he always has when Soap turns flirty and intimate. Ghost's boundaries are well-known and well-respected - he likes the social play of it all, comfortable in platonic submission that lets Gaz and Soap and Price needle at him, seek reassurance that he's their steadfast and constant foundation, but pulls a hard and fast stop when it progresses too far. Soap expects to hit that wall, to get a little snark and be dismissed as a worrying mother hen.

    But Ghost just stares up at him, unblinking, his eyes unbearably warm, cheeks flushed along the edges of his mask.

    Soap frowns, reaches out to put the back of his hand on Ghost's forehead. Ghost's lashes flutter weakly.

    "Think I'm droppin'," Ghost mutters, leaning into the touch.

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    13 Dec 2025

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    John MacTavish was 8 years old the first time he woke up with a Message from his soulmate, though he didn’t know what it was at the time. He just woke to find a folded piece of paper, strong and coarse, like the kind you would use to paint watercolors so it wouldn’t tear, in his hand. It was a small strip and folded four times and the message read, “I wish he was dead. I wish my father would just fucking die already” in bold, easily read black print.

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    Soap and Ghost are soulmates who communicate over the years, but they don't know each other yet.

    Written for the UnFated: Ghoap SoulMay event!

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    21 Nov 2025