CleverNapkins
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- Call of Duty (Video Games) (4)
- 9-1-1 (TV) (2)
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So, I stay at the distance he will have me tonight.
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“What are you waiting for then?” He challenges me with a look of impatience.
I put the book back in its place on the shelf and breathe.
“A proper invitation perhaps,” I smile.
He opens his legs wider and doesn’t say anything else.
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"Open that fucking mouth, Johnny.”
“Make your fucking mind up,” I bark back, but immediately obey with a moan.
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Ghost is angry after Soap fucks up on a mission and finally fucks the hell out of him after a long couple of days.
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“Go on, get it out,” he says, daring me for a full minute after I don’t blink at his words.
He finally points to the cabinet over the stove.
“Change your mind, did you?” I tease with an equal smirk.
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or Buck wants to cook brownies and Eddie has other ideas
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“Fuck, I could kiss you right now.”
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"Any chance you plan on saying what you came to say soon, Lt? I am pent up and dog tired, sir. I would like to rub one out before falling asleep.”
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Soap did not close the gap; he never did, and neither did Ghost. He wondered if Ghost felt it as much as he did. Ghost’s hands were still resting against his thighs, and Soap found himself wondering what would happen if he reached out and held one.
Ghost would probably cut his hand off, Soap reasoned, but there was still that stupid flicker of hope. Soap had nurtured that flicker for years now, never quite letting it die but never feeding it much either. He was not in denial about his feelings towards his Lieutenant, but he certainly was not planning to act on them any time soon.
There was too much risk of losing what little connection he had with the mysterious man, and Soap was not willing to take that risk. So, he stayed content in the grey area, in the almosts and the maybes. It was all he would ever have, and he had come to accept that.
Still, if he just so happened to drift off and his shoulder lightly grazed Ghost’s, who was to say that was on purpose?
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Soap becomes the target of a wealthy crime family when he kills their leader. He deals with this while also coming to terms with his sister's death, his Catholic upbringing, and his feelings for Ghost.
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“So then, where do you go?” Soap had managed to get the words out while in between rounds of sparring, drinking obscene amounts of water in between syllables. When Ghost looked at him like he had grown a third arm – confused, curious, mildly terrified – he clarified. “During mail call?”
Soap could identify almost every single emotion Ghost had, even through the mask and the greasepaint and the faceplate. But the forced neutrality? That wasn’t quite yet decrypted. He could understand the half-hearted shrug Ghost threw him. “Depends,”
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Soap takes Ghost home with him and Ghost becomes a part of the family.
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Public Bookmark 134
Mystery Work
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
Bookmarked by CleverNapkins
09 May 2025
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What the fuck.
Soap brings his hand closer to his face, squinting hard. Making his already pounding headache worse. This isn’t real. Has to be a prank. For some reason, Gaz must’ve sneaked in here. Funny guy.
He’s heard—even seen it, once—the stories. It’s rare, but real, or at least an elaborate hoax, spanning countries and hundreds of years.
People brought together, Fate intervening. Everyone is supposed to have one, a red thread leading and binding them to the person they’re supposed to spend their life with, though Soap isn’t sure how true that is. No one falls in love once. But it’s not just for love, as he heard it. Maybe this is that. He’s not in love with Ghost. Wants him, sure, crushing…not something he wants to admit to in the cold light of day, but okay.
It’s not love.
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When Knight-Commander John "Soap" MacTavish is kidnapped from the castle by a famous assassin known as the Ghost and his strange Fae companion, he's ushered into a world that he never knew existed, just beyond the city's borders. Thrown into the midst of a brewing revolution, Soap realizes that the world he's known is a carefully constructed box, built to keep the truth out and the people inside safe and clueless. But the glass is beginning to crack, and Soap only has so much time to decide if knowing the truth is worth changing everything, or if the man behind the mask is worth the risks he's asking Soap to take.