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09 Jun 2025
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Finished book 2.
Love love love this series. The writing, the plot, the sex scenes, and ooh my goodness.
The depth.
That is what makes any form of literature godly. Depth. What's the point of reading tens of fics with the same character when an author simply does not delve into who they're writing about? I crave for someone to rip someones throat out to get to their heart, see how it ticks. This is exactly what this series did. Peeled off every layer of skin, muscle, and fat from Soap and broke apart his organs with their bare hands. Love it.
NOT TO MENTION
This fic isn't even written from Ghost's point of view. It's Soaps. Author completely ignored that fact to perfection yet still kept it searing into me with a hot iron. I absolutely love it. It adds another layer into it because not only can *I* understand Ghost from someone else's point of view, it remains a fact that Soap can understand Ghost, all his gore and misery and viciousness – perfectly matched with Soap's own.
I can't even manage to explain it properly with this. If you're looking for something that will fuck you raw and have a completely different outlook on things, and leave you *wanting* more, absolutely recommend this series.
The perfect use of parenthesis is absolutely what got me, aswell. The excerpts. The everything. Nothing in this is casual. It's two wild animals mauling each other, soothing away the blood with more gore.
Soulmates, sex, trust. These things are always intimate in the way of soft gazes as gentle touches. None of that is here. It's blood and teeth and bone peeking out of skin. That is intimacy in this series and I wouldn't have it any other way. The ooc tag was used perfectly in the worst way. Snapped tendons and crushed esophagus' is all the trust and not-love they need.
Absolute literary masterpiece in my opinion. Finishing reading it, I just feel like I need to skin my teeth into something like a bleeding mutt with a bone that's been picked clean.
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A loosely connected series of GhostSoap fics based on my own headcannons, through the course of their relationship. They won't necessarily be posted in order, but they will be ordered chronologically as they are posted. Based on prompts for whumptober, angstober, and flufftober, there will be a lot of whump, hurt/comfort, and some spice later on. Heed the tags!
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11 Dec 2025
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Absolute cinema, your honour.
I absolutely adore the author's writing.
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Soap wants, more than anything, down deep where secrets have claw marks in them from how tightly they're held, to be seen. An artist and Submissive, he sees the world as few others do; a hidden Truculent, he sees others as few others do.
He sees, but he isn't seen.
Ghost wants, more than anything, to know what he wants. He oscillates between digging his teeth into the idea of Johnny and wanting to rend flesh from bone at the long-dead urges Johnny awakens within him.
He wants, but he doesn't know what.
Or: Sub for Sub Ghoap with a hefty side of hurt/comfort.
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30 Oct 2025
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I'll Just Hold You Like A Hand Grenade (You Touch Me Like A Razorblade) by imnotmadeofeyes
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
02 Jan 2026
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John “Soap” MacTavish learns that he’s his lieutenant’s emergency contact on a rainy Tuesday afternoon.
Soap survives being shot to the head, but his Ghost ghosts him after avenging him by killing Makarov. After months of silence, they meet again - under different circumstances than any of them expected.
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Ghost, under threat of another psychological evaluation from both his CO and therapist, has been forced to partake in a penpal programme with another soldier in order to "practise empathy" and "re-establish human connection." He hates it until he doesn't.
MacTavish willingly volunteers for the SAS's new penpal programme because what the hell, it could be fun. And when his penpal ends up being adorably emotionally constipated, well, that certainly doesn't hurt.
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11 Jun 2025
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i lost count how many times i've re-read this