#soapghost fluff

[ravenmichaelisstuff]

Fluff/MW3 spoiler

Listen guys. Soap making Ghost an advent calendar with every day being a small trinket with a note. And day 1 has just a bottle cap with a note: "Picked it up on our first mission together". Day 5: bags of Ghost's favorite tea "I memorized your favorite pretty quickly Lt."

He gets something every day, but there are days with things that make something in Ghost crumble.

Day 10: A bottle opener. "I snatched it from the bar the first time you agreed to go for a drink with us."

Day 15: A hand written cookie recipe. Soap's mom's handwriting. "I would never guess you liked baking, but I knew from the start that my ma' will love you."

Day 20: A small sketch of Ghost's face "I have memorized your every freckle".

Day 23: A bullet case. "I survived because I have you to take care of"

Day 24. A ring " Simon, will you marry me?"

I am in a mood ❤️

[confused-wanderer]

Ghost is slipping.

He remembers the first time it started:

Fresh out of a hundred hour mission where the man barely slept and was sitting next to Captain Price.

Simon was sitting in attention, with his back straight, mind waiting for the violent outburst to happen from anyone at anytime.

And so he waits, and waits, and waits.

He doesn’t even remember everything going black, simply feels something stiffen under his head before slowly relaxing and murmurs of something far far away from where he wants to be.

When he wakes up, there’s a blanket around him. He’s back on base somehow, resting on the couch.

It sets him on edge, trying to figure out what happened, if he was drugged, before seeing Price walk out the door, massaging his shoulder.

None of them say anything.

And then it happened again.

Taskforce 141 had become safe before he even knew it.

Gaz startled the man when he’d gone to make something at 3 in the morning.

Gaz had gotten the drop on him. And what was more concerning was Ghost hadn’t even thought twice about bringing a weapon when he left his room.

And then again.

Alejandro invites them all out for drinks, and he obliges. They all go out, with laughter and stories, and it’s only when they’ve left that Ghost realise he wasn’t gravitating towards the seat nearest to the exit in the bar.

Or when the team was exhausted after a mission and collapsed on the floor, Ghost didn’t flinch when Johnnys head fell on his shoulder, or Gaz’s legs tangled up with his while his head lay on the Scot.

He doesn’t even mind when his head comes to rest atop the Mohawk and he hears heavy footsteps- Price.

Didn’t even open his eyes when he felt Price stop in front of them, and heard the sound of a camera before he drifted off.

Ghost was slipping, bringing back more of Simon that both of them knew existed.

[thesleepy1]

He's A Cuddler

A/N: Hahahahhahaha. I have been sucked down the rabbit hole that is Simon “Ghost” Riley and his boyfriend, Johnny “Soap” MacTavish. I have had writer’s block for literal ages but the moment I see a pretty man, it’s over. I should be ashamed of myself. (I'm not.)

Pairings:  Simon “Ghost” Riley x Johnny “Soap” MacTavish

Summary: Ghost can only sleep when he knows that Johnny is within reach. Soap just tries not to suffocate while sleeping with the man/octopus. 

Word count: 296

Warnings: none  

“Johnny,” Ghost called out to the younger man, his voice clear without the muffle of his usual headset. 

“Hmm?” came Soap’s tired reply. He rolled onto his back in the dark, tugging the blankets up with him in the process. The room was dark, the curtains pulled close. Soap could only make out his boyfriend’s mask if he squinted. “Yeah?” 

“Why you so far away?” Ghost reached out into the dark space between them, fingers grasping for any bit of Soap that he could. “What did I do to get your knickers in a twist?” 

“I’m a hair away from you, Simon. What are you on about?”

Ghost found Soap’s arm and pulled him close. His arm went around the shorter man, his leg was thrown over his to keep him in place. “This is much better,” Ghost sighed in relief. He tucked Soap into his chest, placing the top of Soap’s head underneath his chin. 

“Are you tryin’ to kill me?” Soap whined, struggling to shift in Ghost’s hold. “I can’t sleep like this every night, Simon.” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. This is a perfectly respectable position to go to bed in.” 

Soap sighed, knowing that Ghost wasn’t going to budge. He tried a final attempt to get breathing room but Ghost wasn’t going to let him out of his arms a second time that night. “Wait until I tell the others you're a cuddler.”

Ghost huffed a laugh into Soap’s hair, hand going to play with the soft buzzed sides. “Try it. None of them will believe you.” 

Soap rolled his eyes despite knowing Ghost couldn’t see him. “Just go to sleep.” 

Ghost squeezed Soap tightly within his arms and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to head. “That was the plan.” 

[amikoroyaiart]

Some 22 and 09 angst doodles

[antomatkoen]

soap definitely didn’t wear the skull earrings for a certain someone…👀

soap shows up at a bar all dazzled up after losing a bet :3

[whatev-i-guess]

Johnny clinging onto Ghost while being drunk

Gaz: You good, Ghost?

Ghost ignoring it: Yeah, just let him be. He gets touch starved whenever he's drunk.

Johnny with a slurred voice: Who is my biggest boy?

Ghost dryly: I am.

Gaz, blinking slowly: I might throw up.

[wispscribbles]

“Welcome home, Simon.”

[rusticfurnace]

devotion

poem from:

[dinjoyer]

Ghoap baby!!!

[wdymidekn]

What if we kissed under the missile toad

[ravenmichaelisstuff]

FLUFF

Imagine Ghost who is extremely touch starved while also kinda touch averse since he hadn't had a /good/ touching experience in a really long time, so even when he craves it with Soap he just can't bring himself to do it as his mind just sometimes forgets that he is with Soap, save as he never been before.

But they work on it together. Ghost wanted to start sleeping with Soap. Literally sleep next to him, just that. So they settle one night in a bed together, on top of the sheets, both fully clothed in comfortable hoodies and pant to minimize the skin on skin contact, to make it as easy for Ghost as they can.

They lay like this for a while, not touching. Soap can feel how tense Ghost is next to him, eyes fixed on the ceiling.

"I wish it was easier" Ghost whispers to himself.

Our lives were never easy..." Soap states silently. "But we are no alone in this anymore and we've got time- little steps." And as he says that he nudges Ghost pinky with his own. After taking a deep breath Ghost hooks his finger with Soap's.

"Thank you, Johnny. For your patience."

Soap chuckles at that. "You know I am not patient. I am just incredibly in love with you Simon. Being by your side in more than enough."

And Ghost never felt safer next to another human being.

You know I love you guys. I had to give you all something despite everything. Comments would mean a lot 💓

[confused-wanderer]

Ghost hates sleep.

But the difference between him and Soap is - if sleep creeps up on him he’s long gone before he even realised what’s happening.

But Soap?

Soaps body is wired to riot against sleep. Until the very last second, even when the man is not aware of it his muscle tense when he’s tired, mind becoming twice as paranoid and over active to prevent him from surrendering. Which leaves him balancing on the thin line of asleep and limbo.

When they’re in a truck, heading back to base after a very long and tiring mission, Ghost noticed how Gaz instantly conked out, and as he was sitting next to Soap his head lolled to the side, moving with the bus.

Soap, without even looking, stretches his arm back so Gaz’s head can fall back on it, and rest comfortably. He doesn’t even speak a word, looking out of the window with his leg bouncing up and down while Gaz softly snores into him.

He didn’t know Ghost was watching him.

But ghost saw Johnny do this for everyone- Roach, Alejandro, even Price at one point.

He’d come into Price’s office with the reports, only to see the man slumped against Johnny, while the other sorted through paperwork without disturbing him.

It was as if there was this aura around him, that immediately put people at ease. Like the sleep that pulled at Soap was so strong anyone who got caught in it’s current succumbed to it instead.

When another mission was called, and every day Ghost noticed the circles under Soap’s eyes grow darker, the way he kept switching from silent to overhyper and chatty, he wondered just how long he’d been battling insomnia.

After the mission was over, they were back on the bus.

Or was it a truck?

Soap was too tired to even notice, he simply followed the noises of life, blind to it and did as he was told.

But there was something off. There was a cacophony of blurry voices, someone was trying to talk but it was all underwater, with muffled sounds registering in Soap’s mind.

He was trying to open his eyes, but it felt like looking at the sun, everything was too bright, and his eyes kept keeping themselves shut.

“..-sergeant-..”

That snippet makes it through, and he jolts his head up, trying to find out more. Slowly, he feels the coldness in his body replaced by warmth seeping through his bones and his body was chained with sleep.

Ghost watches the moment Soap goes under, hears the quiet sigh of relief before his body goes slack and his head crashes on Simon’s shoulder.

Johnny’s eyes finally close, eyes rolling to the back of the head after almost an eternity of staring blankly ahead.

Ghost makes sure to be still, his hand wrapped protectively around Soap while the other was draped across his shoulder, gently moving him closer so he could rest easy.

Soap was always there for everyone, Ghost thought fondly. It was his chance to return the favour.

[al4thea]

Someone is asking me to draw in my squiggly chibi style. I said no but I still made it, here you go ﾍ(￣ー￣)ﾉ

[chamomiletealeaf]

Calling Ghost “honey” because it’s the color of his eyes

I’m screaming and crying and scratching at the door of my dungeon so the guards can let me out

Bonus if you call him “honey” over comms and he gets irritated and blushes like “that’s not my callsign….”

Then Johnny starts teasing him about it later and Simon never lives it down

I love him so bad your honor

[helenedraws]

see? they're alright and together always

[antomatkoen]

i like to think that soap designs some of ghosts tattoos and like, incorporates ghosts scars into the art piece?? essentially making them part of the masterpiece idk

this man does not know how to wink!!!!! this is my truth