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ABSOLUTELY*KRAKEN*MYM'FINGHOG by fockenWIMDY, Monsterlice, toomanybats for Soapedghost
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
22 Dec 2025
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Of course there's always the muscle and the beautiful eyes and the every other tiny thing that has kept Ghost strung along in the last year and a half since Soap first walked up and demanded to be allowed to try for the 141. That's a part of it, Ghost knows. The drive, the determination to be the best without even taking into account his natural advantages when shifted into…whatever it is he becomes. Soap has always been cagey about that. But Ghost has always been attracted to competence, and this insolent, insubordinate little shit is also probably the single most competent soldier Ghost has ever had the good luck to work with.
And then there's the fact Soap is a hybrid. A damned powerful one at that.
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The predator in him can't deny the inherent thrill of having prey so close; the satisfaction of remaining undetected is a high he'll never get sick of. Though he's strictly human, Ghost is stealthier by far than any other Soap has met. It's probably why he's so pathetically infatuated with the man. He mentally shakes himself, returning to the mission at hand as he and Ghost both watch the men beneath them until they enter a door and are out of sight.
Then they move.
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23 Dec 2025
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Snow whipped around them both in a frenzy. It was all Soap could do to keep putting one foot in front of the other, dragging them both forward as frost nipped at his bones. Wind slammed them from all sides, roaring through the bare trees and covering Soap's footsteps as quickly as he made them. Claw-like branches grabbed at him and Ghost, but he didn't dare stop, no matter how hard they tried to force him back.
Stopping meant death.
And Soap wasn't about to let the man he loved freeze and be left forgotten in no-man's-land.
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Trapped in a collapsing blind and battered by days of snow and silence, Soap is fraying at the seams—cold, half-mad, and absolutely convinced his lieutenant is some cocked-up apparition of a man. But when the mission turns, everything spirals, leaving Soap to drag an injured, hypothermic Ghost through blizzard and blood to the last safehouse still standing.
(Or: A storm. A sniper’s nest. A confession years in the making. And the quiet moment where Soap finally gets to hold the man he never stopped falling for.)
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04 Dec 2025
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Biologist Kyle Garrick is in charge of the team taking care of Toun Foindle, the guarded nature reserve no. 141 in Scotland. It was set up to protect a nesting forest of Scottish crossbill and a very rare grey seal mer colony. All is going well, except the never-ending influx of nosy tourists overstepping boundaries and poachers trying to steal the mers for private collectors, until his husband, journalist and mer rights activist Gary Garrick, gets a target on their back by messing with a wealthy private collector.
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Orca mer Ghost has had a horrible life filled with abuse from humans and the deaths of his entire pod. After getting captured and being neglected by a private collector for a year he is suddenly dumped in a very specific Scottish Loch in Toun Foindle.Series
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02 Dec 2025
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Being told to shut up always hurt. More than he suspected it should. Soap once had drunkenly apologized to Gaz for being such a loudmouth, and when Gaz insisted that everyone liked his friendly chattiness, Soap had literally flopped over him in relief and confessed that being told to shut up was like being kicked. No other insult or fight had the same effect on him.
Except, perhaps, being called useless.
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01 Dec 2025
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"They took you from me," Ghost says roughly.
"And you came and got me back," Soap agrees, leaning into the touch. "Knew it was only a matter of time. 'Til ye came fer what's yours."
Ghost's trembling, for a moment, gets worse.
"And are you, Johnny?" he whispers. "Mine?"
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28 Nov 2025