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“They say the Ghost has no heart,” the soldier says, casual like he’s just come back from an evening stroll instead of a torture session. Without breaking eye contact, he taps the tip of his knife, still wet with Johnny’s blood, against the one-way glass, leaving behind a smear of crimson. “But I do not think that is true. I think I have found the Ghost’s heart, and I have strung it up like meat from butcher. Right. There.”
The man smiles, close-lipped and unassuming, and that disturbs Ghost more than any grin with too many sharp teeth ever will.
“It is pretty heart. Very pretty. But like butcher, I will carve it up in front of you if you do not tell me what I want to know."
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19 Sep 2025
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Counting the Stitches, Pulling the Thread by MountainRew
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
26 Jun 2025
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Soap is dead.
And Ghost loved him.
Killed by a bullet through the head, bleeding out on unforgiving concrete. Not a single mercy given in the last moments he drew breath.
An idea, a little electrical impulse, a twitch of a finger, a small piece of metal, taking with it everything. Unmooring Ghost from the safety of land after he just made it out of the stormy waters of his life
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John "Soap" MacTavish is killed in the tunnel, his body is buried under rubble.
Ghost has lost so many people in his life, so many having been taken from him. Yet it never gets easier, grief never easier to bear and he loses himself in it.
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07 Sep 2025
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Nonsensical Internal Monologues of Insomniacs by dopaminedepriveddoormat
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
28 Jun 2025
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Ghost glances up sharply at the sound of the door, eyes narrowing briefly before recognition softens his expression. "Couldn't sleep either, huh?" He mutters, voice rough from disuse.
"No," Johnny rasps, hoarse and stripped bare, not bothering to put on his usual playful facade. He moves slowly toward a chair opposite Ghost, sinking down into it with a weary sigh. "Haven't slept properly in days."
Ghost nods slowly, taking a long, contemplative drag of his cigarette. "Nightmares?" he asks quietly, smoke curling from his lips as he exhales.
Johnny hesitates, gaze fixed on the worn tabletop. "Aye," he admits finally. "You?"
Ghost pauses, eyes distant for a brief moment before he replies softly, "Always."
"How do you cope?" Johnny asks quietly, frighteningly honest, too exhausted to keep the question at bay.
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Or; Ghost gives Soap a reason to keep going.
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26 Aug 2025
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Restless In The Snowfall by AltruisticCherryPie
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games), Call of Duty: Modern Warfare (Video Games)
14 Jul 2025
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Ghost takes Soap off the grid after a mission goes sideways and deep into the Russian winter, where the cold bites harder than any enemy ever could.
He teaches him how to survive. How to hunt, ration, hide. But Soap gets sick and the cold doesn't forgive weakness.
As isolation drags on and supplies vanish in the snow, Ghost is forced to make a call: Reach out and risk losing his entire world forever as it's taken from him, or don't reach out and risk Soap dying right there in his arms.
With the winter cold biting at their heels, Ghost doesn't have much time left, the clock is ticking, his mind is breaking, and it all rests in his trembling, frostbitten, hands.Bookmarked by Warbringer
26 Aug 2025
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John “Soap” MacTavish never liked the silence, but he knew it was necessary.
John would describe himself as a very likable person. Albeit loud, he made friends everywhere he went with his outgoing and easy personality. Overall, he was an easy person to get along with.
The only catch was he talked a shit ton.
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The popular plotline where the 141 tells Soap to shut up. Only this time, Soap has had enough.
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24 Aug 2025