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hi im newbie

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he hears you

a redraw of @cod-dump's post [original post here]

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soap knows there’s something up about ghost, but he’s not quite sure what.

it’s not a bad sort of thing, nor is it really a sort of thing that affects daily life or any operations or even the way he feels about ghost—it’s just something that has him suspicious, something that has him curious, and soap is desperate to find out what it is that’s nagging him.

eventually, soap’s first clue comes along in a very subtle form. it takes weeks—months to figure it out, but once soap notices, he can’t stop noticing.

soap has always been aware of ghost’s heterochromia. it’d been one of the very few things he’d been privy to since the beginning, considering ghost’s eyes are the only part of his face soap had known for the longest time. but then soap searches his memory, and starts to look a little closer, and realizes that the colours—and in which eyes—change.

when they met, ghost’s right eye was a deep, earthy brown, his left eye a more olive-toned hazel. just the other day, ghost’s right eye was a deep, earthy brown, his left eye a glacial blue. a few weeks ago, his right eye was green, his left eye grey.

and so on.

soap doesn’t really know what exactly it means just yet, but it’s certainly a start. he’ll be investigating more now, incredibly intrigued by the nearly undetectable shift he’d completely overlooked for so long now.

he wonders what other subtle changes he might have missed. clearly he doesn’t pay as close attention to ghost as he thought.

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would you be there for me?

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It’s like lookin’ into the ocean~

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Collab with fluff_fae on tweeter for the Ghoap server Equinox event

went with some winter soldiered Soap working for Konni group :3

because we love to hurt <3

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hrnghhhh FTM trans Soap thoughts

lil Soap who always knew he wasn’t like the other girls his age

lil Soap who cried when he couldn’t join the boys’ footie league at school. His mom signed him up for a girls’ league instead, but for some reason that only made him want to cry more and he wasn’t sure why.

lil Soap who would always say “No, i’m hamsome!” whenever someone called him pretty, but grew out of it when he got older because the quiet laughs and ruffles of his hair that he received in response evolved into long silences and weird looks that he didn’t know how to interpret.

lil Soap who refused to brush his hair because it was a waste of time, so his mum always had to braid it every morning to keep it from turning into a rat’s nest, eventually coaxing him to let her brush it at least once a week because “I want you to look nice for church, m'ulaidh” and even then he’d sit on his little stool with the poutiest look on his face because this takes so loooong! How can anyone do this every single day?!

trans Soap whose family always sort of knew. The first time he comes back from a long deployment after starting T, he’s worried because he’s changed a lot and he doesn’t know how they’ll react, but when his Mum opens the door and lets him into the house, she just pinches his cheeks and says “you look just like your father” while his siblings immediately start clowning on him for his mohawk

Trans Soap who had to disclose his identity to Price so that he could still get his T shots while deployed and couldnt hide his big ol’ smile when Price just clapped him on the shoulder after signing the paperwork and said “Welcome to the team, son.”

Trans Soap who comes out to Simon over breakfast at his flat, where a drunk walk home the previous night had turned into to a make out session and almost a hookup, but had ended in a slightly awkward sleepover for obvious reasons.

Ghost who hasn’t exactly taken the time to sit down and work out what and who exactly he’s attracted to, he just knows he likes Johnny, so he takes a long sip of his coffee (because Johnny doesn’t have any tea) as he works out how to respond.

Ghost who can see how antsy Soap is getting while he thinks about what to say, so he puts down his mug and blurts out “still got an arsehole, don’t ya?” and starts mentally kicking himself the second the words leave his mouth because what the fuck?? who says that? He’s so nervous his hands are shaking and that’s how you respond? You blew it Simon, you idiot-

Soap who starts losing his mind laughing, both because that was the goofiest thing anyone has ever said in response to finding out about him being trans and he’s so relieved that Simon didn’t make a big deal of it

and then they kiss or something idk

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Ghost, who suffers from regular nightmares and whenever he and Soap start dating gets caught whispering Soap’s name. When Soap finds out, he teases Ghost thinking the dream is suggestive. Especially with how touchy Ghost gets when he wakes up. Ghost lets him believe that not wanting to tell him it's because he keeps seeing Soap die in different ways.

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Group photo🫶🫶🫶

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Can you miss someone you never met?

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My little duty!! Design inspired by @mindie-arts

I love their poniesssss

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Biker soap babyyyyy

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civilian au where Ghost is a drummer who regularly plays with his band at a small club; it’s dark and small and loud and he loves it. Being on drums lets him stay out of the spotlight while still working as a team, acting as the beating heart of the band. He occasionally has solos, but he’s perfectly happy as the underlying pulse. He keeps his signature mask on during performances, adding to his mystery and, unbeknownst to him, his allure.

Johnny works as a bartender and drink runner at the bar at the back of the club, affording him a perfect view of the stage and, coincidentally, the hot drummer that plays every other weekend. He stays too busy to really gawk, but he spares every glance he can, often catching the drummer’s eye as he weaves through the room with a drink tray held high or a shaker in his hands. His fellow bartender, Gaz, makes fun of him ceaselessly, but he couldn’t care less.

The club has a lot of regulars, to the point where Johnny knows a lot of orders by heart, knows what “the regular” means to a lot of patrons, which is how he instantly clocks the newcomer. He’s tall and broad and blond, with a deeply scarred face and dark brown eyes that are almost hard to see in the dark room. Johnny’s favorite band isn’t playing that night, so he has some attention to spare for the stranger, who seems to zero in on him immediately. Normally, it’d be creepy, but he’s respectful and polite and incredibly attractive, so Johnny plays into it, throwing out a flirty wink with every drink order.

And so it goes; Johnny eyes Ghost from afar and flirts with the stranger—Simon, he learns—whenever he drops by. He never notices the pattern, that Simon never attends the shows that Ghost plays, and a part of him feels guilty for his split attractions, but he never sees either of them ever actually going anywhere, so there’s no harm, right?

And then he watches Ghost step off the stage at the end of one of his performances and make a bee-line for the bar, evidently parched after spending several hours under the hot lights. It’s something he’s never done before; normally, the lead singer or bassist orders drinks for the whole band after their sets. He watches in anticipation as Ghost approaches, only for his jaw to drop and eyes to widen as Ghost pulls off his mask to reveal… Simon. It’s his worlds colliding and he feels like he’s seeing double, but his internal panic lasts only a second before Simon is laughing, obviously deeply enjoying Johnny’s floundering, and then Johnny starts laughing too, because what else can he do?

A lot, as it turns out, because he asks Simon out that night, and they spend the rest of the weekend wandering the city and wrapped in each other’s beds. After that, Ghost’s shows are still Johnny’s favorite, but for a completely different reason. Simon still comes to watch whenever Johnny’s working and he’s not playing, and Johnny’s boss, Price, can never really get too mad when Johnny pays for attention to Simon than the rest of their patrons, especially when Ghost proposes on stage after one of his performances a year later

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obsessed with the idea of Ghost and Soap matching each other’s freak when the 141 does hostage interrogations. Normally, it’s just Ghost, and Price trusts him to get the information they need, so there’s very little oversight. And then Soap joins, and interrogations start to last a little longer than normal, and Soap and Ghost both leave with wild looks in their eyes, so Price decides to stop by the next time…

Only to find them playing Simon Says with the group of hostages; Ghost gives the orders, and Soap cackles maniacally whenever anyone gets it wrong, twirling Ghost’s knives between his fingers and bloodlust in his eyes, primed and ready to extract every little detail out of anyone stupid enough to disobey his lieutenant’s direct orders

based loosely on this

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On an op, Ghost and Soap are paired together and going through a seemingly already picked-through warehouse with dead bodies in it.

Ghost: "It's dead in here"

Soap: "Oh sweet Jesus please no"

Ghost: "What's a corpse's favorite currency? Crypt-ocurrency"

Soap: "Please stop"

Ghost: "Did you know that autopsies are a dying practice?"

Soap: "Corpses aren't very funny, they're just dead serious."

Ghost: "I hate going to funerals, I'm not very much of a mourning person."

Soap: "As if you're not always ready to fight someone at 0500."

Ghost: "You think there might be a reason for that?"

*Both of them come across a body with no heart in it.*

Soap: "Don't do it."

Ghost: "That's disheartening."

Price: "Shut the fuck up, by god I will force you on leave so long you get bored."

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a soapghost comic i never finished (i wanted angry bloodied soap)

update: i am continuing it 1/1/2024 16/1/2024: i'm remembering why this took so bloody long (pun intended)

update: here's the whole thing - its basically 2009!Soap haunting Soap!