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It's a bit ironic that the god of life should fall for the dead.
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Ghost, under threat of another psychological evaluation from both his CO and therapist, has been forced to partake in a penpal programme with another soldier in order to "practise empathy" and "re-establish human connection." He hates it until he doesn't.
MacTavish willingly volunteers for the SAS's new penpal programme because what the hell, it could be fun. And when his penpal ends up being adorably emotionally constipated, well, that certainly doesn't hurt.
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08 Apr 2026
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2009!SoapGhost, LETTERS!!! Def a re-read. Also, GODDAM SOAP IS SMOOTH
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He wades in it now, eyes still open, fixed on the speckled ceiling, begging himself not to crave bomb blasts and artillery fire in his childhood bedroom. Although…there might be something beautiful about it all, Johnny supposes, those noises in the thick. The gasps in between discharge that say: I’m here, I’m a part of this song too.
After a near-fatal injury, John MacTavish finds himself back in his hometown in Scotland. Fresh off an untimely discharge, he's forced to cope with disability, his dysfunctional family, and the lingering knowledge that there are some things he's just not ready to leave behind...
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21 Sep 2023
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Definitely a re-read. Beautifully written. Wow.
Times I've re-read this: IIIII
Soap's Poem: https://twitter.com/robiemaybe/status/1720788428609200244
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06 Nov 2023
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“It’s good to see you, Johnny,” Simon murmurs against his brow, warm breath coasting across John’s ear, goosebumps leaving a shivering path in its wake.
“Yeah,” John says, allowing Simon to pull him closer, inhaling that familiar scent of spice and tea and Simon. Something he never wants to be without again, something that’s kept him awake for nights on end, because he’s missed him so fucking much. “It’s good to see you too, Lt.”
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27 Mar 2026