#GhostSoap

[martyfive]

not a word

[myriadblvck]

famous soap who always is very known for escaping the bodyguards his managers assign him.

fans have taken so many pictures of Soap doing weird shit to escape.

eventually, fans get only take photos of Ghost carrying Soap in ‘air jail’ (holding Soap up in the air by his waist) back to wherever he’s supposed to be.

Sometimes, Ghost carries Soap and offers him to his fans. He literally holds him out a few inches from the ground and Soap happily talks with his fans until Ghost decides it’s time for Soap to go back to his dressing room.

Sometimes, Ghost just carries Soap on his back and Soap shouts and waves. Other times, Soap dramatically goes limp and Ghost is pictured dragging him a foot or two before he fireman carries Soap.

Nobody is surprised when a paparazzi photo is leaked of Ghost and Soap kissing.

[al4thea]

"When my time comes around Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her him"

[cod-dump]

Ghost: Sorry for being offputting and strange and bizarre and weird as fuck last night I was being myself

Soap: Oh? You were finally being yourself? Hot

Ghost: … I want to hit you

[grechka-zhest]

[tanked-up]

Recruit approaches Ghost: Question, you and that Mohawk guy are having sm’thing..?

(Ghost continues doing whatever he’s doing with no bother to answer)

Recruit: If there’s nothing going on between you two, then you don’t mind me asking him on a dat-

Ghost mumbles: I will have you buried 10 feet underground on that field over there

—————————————————

10 minutes later

Price: So why is it you wanna transfer, again?

Recruit muttering: I’ve made some enemies that I’m not proud of.

[a-small-writer-in-a-big-world]

Look I know we don’t really like soft SoapGhost but I do

I just like the thought of them together but the quiet moments. When they’re off mission and they’re exhausted to the point that speaking takes too much out of them, but they can’t seem to drift away from each other, which is surprising for Ghost.

Soap haphazardly tosses his gear off, relishing in the relief his feels while Ghost puts his gear and Soap’s neatly back where it belongs.

They both take a shower together. Soap washing Ghost’s back and hair for him while Ghost lets the hot water wash off the mission.

When they’re dressed in comfier clothes they both crash on the same bed together, barely fitting on it at the same time.

Ghost laying comfortably on his back, Soap laying comfortably on his side.

Ghost has his arm around Soap, his chin nuzzled against his head.

Soap has his arm around Ghost, his ear pressed right against his heart.

The two breathe slowly in unison, sleep not quite there but enough to have them dozing off together in the warmth of each other.

“Glad you made it, Johnny.” Ghost whispers into his hair, the first words he’s spoken since the landed.

“Aye…glad you’re still here, Simon.” Soap whispers back, not one to get any louder.

And after those last few spoken words, as if they needed confirmation they both were still alive, still there, they finally fall asleep.

[ghcstao3]

android ghost who’s just had his coding so beyond messed up that he’s at a point where he completely believes he’s human.

he operates like he is, believes in feelings and a beating heart, and when he gets injured he thinks it’s only normal to patch himself up with metal and grease like he’s bleeding. like he’s actually hurt.

android ghost being put on price’s team once recovered from roba’s clutches, tortured to the extent of believing in nonexistent pain, in reliving nightmares that shouldn’t be so horrifying to a robot as they are to a human. and price, who can’t bring himself to try and tell ghost that he isn’t alive. that he isn’t flesh nor blood.

then soap comes along. he treats ghost like a human, yes—but something about him reminds ghost that he isn’t. that he isn’t a bright speck of life in the universe, not radiant in the way soap is. soap, as kind as he is, ends up reminding ghost who he truly is, what he truly is, and it breaks the android. he shuts down, falls back on old habits he should’ve never broken. old habits and programming that have him following commands to a T, never failing, never faltering. because he isn’t human as much as crossed wires had led him to believe for so long.

yet—it’s also soap who teaches him that it doesn’t matter. it doesn’t matter what ghost might be physically, no. if he thinks he feels, then he does.

if he thinks he’s in love with soap, then he is. no matter how unconventional or unrealistic or—

“you’re still ghost,” soap says to him. “and if ghost happens to be an android, then so be it. every other aspect of you is still human to me, and that’s all i care about.”

so maybe ghost isn’t physically human. but if soap believes him to be in every other way, then it must be true, and ghost hadn’t been wrong in the first place.

[starrynights-and-rainyfandoms]

Gaz: I don’t get it. Why would anyone want to harm Soap?

Graves: Maybe because they met him?

Gaz: …

Ghost: …

Price: …

Graves: Did I say that out loud?

Ghost: Laswell, I need an airstrike.

[shadow0-1]

blacklight

[grimmroach]

throws fish at you

[s3rrrpentine]

ghosts meeting!

a disclaimer (i should have told this earlier but anyways) this comic is ambiguous and open to interpretation (^◇^；) i'm not a good storyteller nor do i have lores about them so sometimes each update/chapter is not always closely related to each other! i hope you still enjoy it nevertheless...

[amazeingartist]

ghostsoap with pet names

(sharing some thoughts here)

soap and ghost are together but it barely changes their dynamic, still act like typical military dudes just maybe a bit more touchy then most, anyway I can imagine like. there being an unspoken thing with pet names and proper terms of endearment and so they don't have any.

they're big men they can't just call each other babe or sweetie and whatnot, they prefer to give each other shit anyways so what's the point in it you know? it's just not how they function as a couple

well it is until the whole squad comes back exhausted and sleep deprived out of their minds that ghost lets slip a "love" in regards to soap, who, the little shit, starts tiredly teasing ghost saying "oh yes dear, honey, light of my life, bugaboo" and just going on and on and on

ghost obviously tells him to stfu and it's a funny moment but soap doesn't let go of the slip up just yet and proceeds to acknowledge ghost with a bunch of term of endearment to over next couple days

no one outside the 141 knows they're actually together, so when they hear soap call ghost "dearest" they all just think soap's just being an cheeky insubordinate ass to his superior (which is nothing new) and think nothing of it

over the course of 3 days the joke stops being a joke and both end up coming around to the idea of pet names, but like hell are either of them will just admit it. So on the morning of the 4th day, wrapped up together in ghost's room it gets brought up

ghost's trying, although not all that hard, to untangle himself from soap while soap is complaining for 10 more minutes. ghost's second alarm starts going off which means it's really time to get up and ghost pries soap off him

ghost's about to get off the bed when soap holds his wrist muttering "start's at 0700, price doesn't need ya yet love, stay"

which has ghost smirking, leaning back over to kiss soap's temple,

"careful johnny, might think you're saying it for real this time"

"and what if I am, got a problem with it"

"not at all sweetheart"

and now they use a few pet names here and there, mostly in private but occasionally in the open too. it's not enough for price to speak to the both of them and beside, everyone else thinks it's a bit so

[al4thea]

Green eyes reminds me of rolling hills and the lush, vibrant beauty of nature, evoking a sense of tranquility and serenity in your gaze.

Blue eyes reminds me of you, cold and distant but underneath the ice lies a depth of emotion and warmth that continuously captivates me.

[cod-dump]

Gaz: *staring horrified at a stack of papers*

Soap: … what’s that?

Gaz: I was joking with a soldier about erotica and she told me she could make me weep

Soap: so is that-?

Gaz: I regret doubting her… it’s like Fifty Shades of Grey but in like fifty pages… in really small writing… front to back…

Soap: Oh god… can I-?

Gaz: *slides the papers over to him*

Soap: *snatches the pages up and runs*

Gaz, not bothering to watch him leave: Poor Ghost

[myriadblvck]

I feel like Soap and Ghost’s best friends -> lovers who are still best friends is important.

because they don’t flirt like lovers all the time. they flirt like schoolchildren. They poke each other in the ribs, give each other wet willies, push and pull at each other’s limbs, they shoulder check each other, full body checks, they trip each other, kick each other under the table, insult each other, make horrible ‘yer mum’ jokes, they probably even bite.

the more ‘normal’ forms of love were weaved into that. Ghost kisses Soap on the cheek before giving him a wet willie and running away before Soap can say anything. They go from kicking each other under the table to cause drama to just playing footsies, Ghost shoulder checks Soap and immediately gets pulled into a suffocating hug. They kiss goodnight and Soap digs his fingers into the ticklish spot on Ghost’s neck. Ghost trips Soap into his arms. Soap does the same, even if it works less often. ‘your mum’ jokes become ‘don’t say those things about my mother in law’ in a jokingly offended tone. Casual intimacy of holding one another gets turned into a play fight because Soap put his cold toes in Ghost’s boxers. Ghost holds Soap for a long time before suddenly licking his cheek and running before Soap can retaliate. Soap lays in Ghost’s lap for hours before he pokes a pressure point that has Ghost jumping up off the couch.

the best friend -> lovers pipeline is so important because you know Soap and Ghost bother the shit out of each other. You hear their fond annoyance. Do you understand how amplified this would be with a shared romantic interest? DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?? ARE YOU HEARING MY WORDS