#ghost and soap

[tagzpite]

The chomp Saga

Biting is their love language you cannot prove me wrong

[jazzwalexa]

Them🤲

[wispscribbles]

dæmon au my beloved

[imrowanartist]

“Can I…kiss you, Simon?”

"Please..."

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[sleepystawbie]

Soap gets into melting shit now he's not allowed to blow shit up. Gets a furnace and melts all the Diet Coke cans Ghost accumulates into metal bricks. It’s better than legos. Builds a little fort out of aluminium ingots.

Then that’s just not enough anymore. He needs more.

He starts nicking things from inside the house to break up and melt down. Ghost swore they had a toaster yesterday…

Ghost: JOHNNY! WHERES THE FUCKING TOASTER?!

Cut to Soap, in his little barn at the bottom of the garden, giggling while melting what was formerly their toaster into molten metal and casting a solid metal willy for the fun if it. He's going to send it to Price with insufficient postage so he has to go pay the difference and be extra annoyed. Maybe he’ll even open it up right there in the post office for everyone in the queue to see.

He might not have access to military grade explosives anymore but he’s not gonna let that stop him from giving Price more grey hairs.

[saintables]

Heard we were babygirlifying two grown men?

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[pr0blemsystem]

just some skrunkly lil guys

[boraxdrinker]

Ghost helping soap keep a cool head during the mission “Alone”

[paulinardanne]

I don't know: but if they're not in love, why are they so soft?

[doodleebug13]

I will put these two in every stupid image I see

[141cosmo]

My COD Shifters AU in this format. Incredible meme, I love this picture. Also couldn't be asked to do a background so it's blank for now. AAAND I changed Ghost's design to have an actual mask on instead of the skull being a part of his fur. I think it looks much more badass.

[poguschampus]

ghostsoap posting

[jazzwalexa]

I feel like Soap would be a TikTok addict and would want to do a bunch of trends with his crew or partner (aka Ghost)

Like there’s this one with “let your partner touch their favorite parts about you” and he would do this with Ghost and i imagine this is how it would go:

Soap starts recording with his phone

Soap:“okey so you are supposed to touch your favorite parts about me”

Ghost: *gives him a confused look then proceeds to stand up*

Soap thought he is going to leave but instead he felt two strong arms lifting him up and holding him like a princess

Soap: “What are you doing?” He asks while chuckling a bit

Ghost: “You said i am supposed to touch my favorite parts on you“

Soap: “Yeah, and?”

Ghost: “Well i don’t really like anything specific, “

Soap gave him a dramatically shocked and offended look

Ghost: “ ‘cause i love everything about you. Picking you up was easier because that includes everything.”

Soap slowly turned red and hid his face in his palms in embarrassment, he really won with this big scary guy who actually has a soft spot for a Scottish man like him.

[wispscribbles]

do not disturb

[imrowanartist]

Soap loves to catch Ghost with what he calls ‘A drive-by smourich’

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[sleepystawbie]

Simon turns fifty, he never expected to make it that far. His knees are fucked, his shoulder is bothering him more and more, he has to get up in the middle of the night to pee now (and that’s a whole new level of indignity since it involves a lot more staring at the exposed brickwork in their freshly renovated bathroom than actual performance, should really get that checked out) he’s fucking OLD.

It’s a miracle.

He only got there because of Johnny. He would’ve given up years ago if it weren’t for the warm smile and warmer heart willing to help him hobble along the long road to recovery. That hadn’t been part of the plan. Ghost was supposed to live hard and die a hero, Simon was never supposed to come back to life.

He is alive, though, and what a life it is. Family, friends, love - everything he’d needed as a child and never felt worthy of - finally it’s all his. In glorious abundance and overflowing down the sides; he’s a husband, he’s an uncle, he’s someone’s best friend.

His knee twinges while he counts the bricks above the toilet cistern, too late at night to whistle to while away the time.

Simon is old, and he’s never felt more alive.