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RANDO 💀🧼
@getupjohnnyboy.bsky.social
24 || he/him || 🇬🇧🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ || I write/record silly things sometimes, brainrot is real || 🔞MDNI🔞 ||
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#Ghoap
archiveofourown.org/works/74083726

Psst... I made it into a short fic here 👀
Not a Monster - Higgs_M_01 - Call of Duty (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own]
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November 12, 2025 at 10:22 AM
I LOVE THISSS

Makes my heart hurt but I often write Soap as having a massive family too, loads of nieces and nephews, and he always gets a little bit TriggeredTM by it
November 11, 2025 at 2:27 PM
TenZZZZ I love you 😊❤️
November 10, 2025 at 4:20 PM
It reminds me of Dean in Supernatural, just hurts so GOOOD, he was tortured and then became the torturer to survive, so it makes something in my brain feel like yes. Yes this would happen to Ghost
November 10, 2025 at 12:09 PM
Best dynamic ✨️✨️✨️
November 10, 2025 at 10:27 AM
I just want to hug him and be like YOU AINT WHAT THEY TRIED TO MAKE YOU 😭
November 10, 2025 at 10:27 AM
YESSSSS I can't remember which artist it is, but they have a Witcher AU where Ghost is Geralt and Soap is Jaskier and IT JUST MAKES SENSEEEEEEEE
November 10, 2025 at 1:39 AM
Thank you 😊😊😊
November 10, 2025 at 1:37 AM
End for now! I'm a little tiddly and just thinking about Ghoap hehehe
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM
"M'alrigh'..." Ghost whispers back, leaning down to press his forehead against Soap's own.
(18)
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM
"Yer okay, Simon." Soap whispers, cupping Ghost's jaw and brushing his thumbs tenderly over the soldier's damaged cheeks. "Yer alrigh."
(17)
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Ghost's eyes prick with tears he'd never let fall. But Soap doesn't mind his inability to express himself, hopes that he can help Ghost find Simon again.
(16)
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM
"You don't know what I've done..." Ghost's voice cracks.
"Maybe no'... but I ken ye now." Soap says reassuringly, leaning back to cup Ghost's half-masked jaw. "And I ken tha' no matter what ye've done... ye did it tae keep yerself and other people safe. Ye werenae cruel. Ye werenae unkind."
(15)
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM
"You really believe that... huh...?" Ghost whispers.
"Aye, I do." Soap murmurs back without hesitation, his hands soothing over Ghost's back.
(14)
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM
"Yer no' a monster." Soap reiterates in a soft tone, glacial blue eyes focused on golden brown.

Ghost sets down his glass, he buries his half-masked face into Soap's neck, arms wrapping around him desperately.
(13)
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM
"Nae." Soap says firmly, gripping the nape of Ghost's neck and pulling him close, foreheads pressing together despite the bite of Ghost's mask.
(12)
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Ghost falters, his mask not hiding the way his hazel eyes soften with vulnerability.
"Shut up, Soap."
(11)
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM
"Simon." Soap stands, setting down his glass and moving around the desk to stand before his Lieutenant. "Yer no' a monster."
(10)
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Ghost hums, contemplative and low, sipping his whiskey slowly. He doesn't really believe in the good that's still in him anymore, not after Roba made him go through the things he did.

Not after the things Roba made him do.
(9)
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM
"At the cost that yer still here. Makin' sure me and Price and Gaz are safe. Makin' sure tha' we dinnae get landed in the same shite you did." The bluntness isn't lost, but that's unfortunately something that just happens with Special Force Operatives.
(8)
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM
"Well..." Soap says carefully as he takes the glass from Ghost. "Yer still here."

"Mhm. At what cost, Johnny?"
Ghost utters quietly as he looks over the rim of his glass at Soap.
(7)
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Ghost clears his throat, pouring himself and Soap a whiskey.
"Yeah, well... a lot of shit happened to me before all of this military bullshit too. Roba was just the snappin' point f'my body apparently."
(6)
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM
"I didnae mean it like tha', Simon. Jus'... ye seem so fearless. Wouldnae expect the adrenaline tae affect ye so... wholly."
Soap murmurs, only 26 and having a few grey strands himself.

He isn't used to seeing people affected so badly by trauma that their pigment systems are affected.
(5)
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM
"Ye were tha' scared, huh?" Soap murmurs. Ghost tenses.
"You try bein' in the hands of the cartel for 8 months. See how perfect your bloody mohawk comes out after." Ghost says lowly.
(4)
November 9, 2025 at 8:22 PM