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Soap doesn’t remember the ambush outside Prague. He doesn’t remember the medevac, the surgery, or the two weeks he spent in a coma. What he does remember is Ghost’s face when he wakes, sitting at his bedside like he hasn’t moved in days.
Turns out, Ghost’s been listed as his “next of kin.” Which is strange, because Soap doesn’t remember marrying his lieutenant, either. However, hospitals only allow family to stay overnight, and Ghost wasn’t about to leave.
Now, as Soap learns to walk again, Ghost helps him eat, move, and stay awake. It’s supposed to be just for practicality and convenience.
But there’s nothing practical about the way Ghost looks at him or the way Soap looks back.
Recovery is messy. So is pretending not to care.
Or: Soap survives the gunshot, and Ghost pretends to be his husband so he can take care of him
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30 Nov 2025
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It begins slowly, this separation. It’s something thick and dark, like a shadow creeping over his shoulder, and he doesn’t feel it around him until it’s too late.
The first time he coughs up at a flower, it’s because of Price.
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A hanahaki variation on the 'Soap gets told to shut up' trope
Now with slightly happier sequel in Chapter 2!
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30 Nov 2025
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A loosely connected series of GhostSoap fics based on my own headcannons, through the course of their relationship. They won't necessarily be posted in order, but they will be ordered chronologically as they are posted. Based on prompts for whumptober, angstober, and flufftober, there will be a lot of whump, hurt/comfort, and some spice later on. Heed the tags!
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29 Nov 2025
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once in a blue moon by sunshowers_and_dandelion_wine
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
12 Jan 2025
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Werewolves were a social species.
This was a well known fact. The sky was blue, the rain was wet, and werewolves were pack creatures. The myth of the lone wolf was in truth nothing more than a fairy tale, a creation of humanity that was as incurious as they were imaginative. They spoke life into a story of self reliance and resilience, unwilling or unable to comprehend that such a life was nothing but a death sentence to a wolf - mundane or magical by birth. Wolves lived and died by the pack. A packless wolf was a dead one, or as good as. To wander alone, untethered to a community or family, was the greatest shame of all. It painted you as unlovable. It painted you as untouchable.
It painted you as other.
Gary Sanderson had never had a pack.
Or: Gary Sanderson has lost a lot in his life. When he joins the 141, he finds something old, and something new.
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29 Nov 2025
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"Since when do you have the stomach pains?"
"No idea? A day? Some more? Definitely since yesterday, I slept horribly, always woke up from the pain."Or
A cheeky, little surprise comes along while the Sully siblings have their family marui all to themselves, their parents visiting the forest after a long time.
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- Part 2 of Middle stories (20,000-100,000 words)
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14 Oct 2025