1 - 20 of 104 Bookmarks by Pg11
Navigation
List of Bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
On the 21st November 2023, Sergeant John "Soap" MacTavish was killed in action in the Eurotunnel, 7km off the coast of Folkestone.
Except the heavily redacted report is all a lie and the emotional scattering of his ashes is all an act.
This is the story of how he survives, how the 141 fake his death, and how he recovers - with Ghost right by his side.
A realistic fic about Soap recovering from a traumatic brain injury and discovering which parts of himself are left, and which parts Makarov stole from him. Full of hurt and comfort, angst and humour, this is a slow burn Ghost/Soap getting together fic with a happy ending.
-
Broken Bones and Shattered Hearts by Starlight_VLD for kibagib
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
19 Mar 2025
Tags
Summary
John MacTavish hasn't seen Simon Riley since the day Simon rushed him to a London trauma center... and then walked away. The absence made John's road to recovery all the more agonizing, but luckily, the rest of the 141 along with other friends and family filled the hole left by a ghost.
Now, three and a half years later, John finally has his life together. He works for the MOD (and the CIA... ahem) as a civilian demolitions consultant. He's got a house, a (mostly) clear head, and most importantly, a date with someone new to his best mate's wedding.
John's ecstatic to be standing up as Kyle's best man. Unfortunately, it also means standing in the same room as a certain Lieutenant. It's okay, though. For Kyle's sake, John can keep all the anger and hurt festering inside of him in check. All he has to do is avoid Simon for the next few hours, and they'll go their separate ways.
Too bad Simon has other plans that, unbeknownst to either of them, will change their lives forever.
For better or for worse.
Series
- Part 2 of COD Fics
- Part 1 of Broken Hearts
-
Tags
Summary
Ghost is motionless, staring down at John's outstretched hand like he's trying to recall on which page of How to Behave Like a Real Human in Polite Society he’s previously seen the gesture.
Before things can get awkward, John turns the aborted handshake into a jovial, manly sort of punch to Ghost’s shoulder. It's rather like how he imagines it would be to hit an adult moose, both in the physical sensation and in the frisson of anticipated danger it elicits. Gamely, he says, “Truck’s just about set, sir. Glad to be working with you.”
Ghost’s eyes flick up to John’s face, and then higher, to his hair. He frowns.
~
Two idiots are assigned to an ambulance. They fall in love.
-
Tags
Summary
There’s a teddy in Soap’s bed; a beaten-up, old brown bear. Well-loved, if the state of the fur is any indication. Ghost lets out a choked laugh, mostly at his own expense. He wishes he was there, suddenly, wishes he was by Johnny’s side as he walked through the doorway and realised that his childhood room was waiting for him like a time capsule. Wishes he got to see the embarrassed scrunch of his face, the way the tips of his ears would flush red.
Soap has a whole second life, outside of the SAS. He’s got a mother, and a poorly-decorated bedroom, and a bear. All Ghost has is a flat that will be the same it is today as it will be the day he dies, like he was never even here at all.
-
Tags
Summary
Soap survives a horrific injury but isn’t sure he wants to.
-
Tags
Summary
In a mission gone horribly wrong, Ghost loses Soap, and a part of himself with him.
In a world twelve years from then, Johnny has long since realized he lost Ghost for good by leaving.
In a position between the two, Roach is trying his hardest to get these two to reconnect.
Sometimes coming home isn't as easy as it sounds.
-
Tags
Summary
Simon has always been alone, long before his family was ever taken from him. He can’t let anyone see him, not really - every time he’s ever tried, they didn’t understand. 20 years later, he finds someone new. Maybe, for him, he’s willing to try again.
---
Disclaimer: some of this is written from my own experiences, but not all of it! People's experiences of gender are all different. I have not had top surgery, and all I know about it is from modern-day stories and a few brief googles, certainly no knowledge of how it was in the 2000's in the UK. Also, I probably over-stated how fast the effects of testosterone are. Suspension of disbelief, people!
-
Tags
Summary
Simon Riley knew that he was an acquired taste, he just hadn’t expected it to be one so unpalatable that he was so desperately unwanted.
or
Ghost falls in love with three different people, and watches as they all fall in love with each other instead of him.
-
Tags
Summary
Ghost was shocked at how easily he folded under Soap’s command, how it made his head fuzzy and soft.
They still had rough, fast sex where Ghost rode Soap’s cock until Soap cried, but Ghost’s fantasies were straying. He would imagine himself kneeling at Soap’s feet, opening his mouth as Soap tilted his head upwards, he imagined Soap praising him, calling him Johnny’s good boy, or in his deepest hedonistic visions, daddy’s good boy.
But Ghost didn’t know how to ask for it.
Ghost desperately wants to call Soap “daddy” in bed.
-
Tags
Summary
Even before he became "Soap" - hell, before he became "John" - he had always been too tall, too bulky, too… much to sit on someone else's face. At least, not without fearing a significant risk to their health. Fumbling, youth-dumb experiments in the dark never overshadowed that trepidation. No, any time his previous lovers offered to be Soap's seat, he would be more concerned by the idea of accidentally suffocating them than thrilled by the prospect of riding their tongue.
Or, Soap rides Ghost's face.
(Loosely a part of the "A Sorta Fairytale" series, but makes very little reference to it.)
Series
- Part 4 of A Sorta Fairytale
-
Tags
Summary
“What are you staring at?” Comes the question, hard, in that usual rude tone Ghost uses when he's irritated with someone, or just the tone he uses in general, really.
Soap blinks, eyes moving around before he realizes he was just sort of staring at Ghost for however long his little memory slideshow lasted. He smiles, doesn’t look away, instead looking Ghost up and down. “..I want to suck you off.” He announces, tilting his head at the other.
———
aka; a blowjob in the car cause soap is shamelessly horny and i love him for thatSeries
- Part 6 of ghostsoap fics
-
Tags
Summary
Just Soap doin stuff to Trans!Ghost because they're MY brain worms and i get to pick the movie
also Ghost squirts for the first time
Title from "Moment's Silence (Common Tongue)" by Hozier because *gestures at the brain worms*
-
Tags
Summary
Ghost makes a deal with Soap: he can look, but he can't touch.
-
Tags
Summary
Ghost gets sucked off by a very enthusiastic Soap
Series
- Part 2 of NSFW CoD
-
Tags
Summary
Whenever Ghost has a particularly bad day, he tends to make it everyone else's problem. Good thing Captain MacTavish is here to help get him out of his own head and remind him of his place.
-
Tags
Summary
Soap is still at first. It takes about thirty seconds before he starts squirming, and about twenty seconds later, Ghost feels the air burst out of Soap’s lungs.
OR
Soap wears the mask, and Ghost low key waterboards him with his pussy
Series
-
Tags
Summary
Soap wants to eat and never come up for air ever again.
-
Tags
Summary
Hell hath no fury compared to the pain that Ghost's body puts him through. Luckily soap is ready, willing, and able to help. Really, really willing.
---
“Such a perfect lil cock on you Si, so swollen and pretty. Gonna get you cleaned up and get my mouth on you.” Soap whispered in the other’s ear. “Gonna make you cum over and over for me, gonna take away yer cramps, make you feel so good.” -
Tags
Summary
Ghost sighs long and exaggerated, sinking into himself and reaching for the lip of his balaclava to hide the unending spread of his bourbon flush.
Or, he would, if Soap didn’t bury his hand in the coarse, black cloth at the back of Ghost’s head and tug until his chin points towards the ceiling and the long column of his throat is bared.
“Does it go all the way down, Lt?” Soap teases, tracing the edge of splotchy red bleeding down Ghost’s neck.
Ghost decides, in this moment, that neither of them will survive this.
Ghost is ruined and Soap is in his blind line of fire, eyes lidded and content, like there’s no place he’d rather be than staining the barstool next to Simon fucking Riley. Even as Ghost pushes him away, even as he grovels into the varnished, undeserving counter, Soap stays close and unfathomably warm. Because he knows.
You liked that, he oozes, bleeds.
or: soap keeps pulling ghost around by the back of his mask. maybe ghost is a little more telling than he realizes.
Series
- Part 3 of scout’s anon work
-
Tags
Summary
Soap and Ghost have nothing to do, no global threats to dismantle. They're staying in a hotel in Scotland. You know where this is going.