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    “You’re goin’ down fast.”

    “No shit,” Soap starts working his vest off, the weight of it too much on his overstimulated skin. “Reactionary heat’s are a bitch. Gonna be droolin’ and beggin’ for cock in about an hour, I reckon.”

    “Christ, Johnny.” The truck doesn’t swerve but there’s a definite jerk and Ghost glares over at him. “Kiss your mum with that mouth?”

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    26 Oct 2025

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    he hadn’t misheard the crack of bones. he knew it. in fact, from that height, and falling down the way he had, it was impossible he hadn’t broken something. but there’s the thing: he watches ghost tear through the last two targets, and it’s impossible to tell what he’s broken.

    he’s fighting on broken bones. scratch that, he’s ending the fight on broken bones. he doesn’t even look hurt.

    simon riley doesn’t seem to hurt— and soap’s desperate to know what exactly makes the man tick. he doesn’t expect to love what he sees

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    just a fun SoapGhost AU series about two military bros kissing on the mouth <33

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    25 Oct 2025

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    Soap's fingers fumbled with the edge of his shirt, lifted the hem to his collarbones, showing off the expanse of scarred, muscled skin. There was a red spot on his side, small flecks of black and blue already rising to the surface. Ghost's eyes diverted from the affected area of skin for just a moment, taking in the hard planes of Soap's toned abdomen, the pink slashes of healed-up scar tissue.

    The urge to reach out and touch him hit Ghost like a freight train. He was tied to the tracks and the wheels were barreling right over him, making a mess of his blood and guts and grinding them into bits. Ghost clenched his fists to suppress the desire and cleared his throat, choking down his panic over the unexpected reaction.

    "You're bruising already," Ghost said. "Should probably get ice on that. Sorry, I didn't realize how rough I was being."

    Soap grinned. "I'm a big boy, a little roughhousing never hurt anyone."

    "It hurt you. Literally."

    He turned to look at Ghost then, eyebrows raised and a smirk on his face. "A wee bit of pain isn't the end of the world. I prefer it, under the right circumstances."

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    24 Oct 2025

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    Soap’s arm fucking hurts. Radiating pain down into his fingertips with each painful pulse of his heart, a white-blinding burn each time the car is jostled by the road. Christ.

    Next to him, Ghost keeps his eyes resolutely on the road. Staring out at the dark street as if he expects Phillip Graves himself to jump out in front of the flickering headlights at any minute, and maybe he does, fuck, Soap wouldn't blame him.

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    After Las Almas, driving through the empty streets of Mexico in a stolen truck, Soap and Ghost blur the lines between deference and devotion.

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    23 Oct 2025