#ghost morris

[copias-juicebox]

wish i could replace one of these old men they share a table with… i would be so much more fun than these guys i just know 😫

[cod-dump]

A Married Man

(Inspiration struck me in the dead of night)

———

Soap had been flirting with Ghost for a while, and the man had returned most of his advancements with jokes and more flirtation. But then things started to get serious and there was something obviously bothering Ghost.

Finally, he sat Soap down one evening, nervous and having a difficult time holding Soap’s gaze.

“Johnny, I have something I need to tell you. I should have told you already and I can’t avoid it any longer.”

Soap grew nervous, worried, as Ghost spoke.

“What is it? You can talk to me about anything.”

“I… God, there is no easy way to say this… I’m married.”

Soap stares at Ghost, expecting laughter because this had to be a joke. This was a fucking joke.

“You’re married?”

Ghost was quick to explain, making Soap realize that it was in fact not a joke.

“We got married years ago! We were deep undercover, shit happened, and we got married. It was to keep our cover so we had a legit wedding… and we haven’t gotten a divorce yet.”

Soap blinks, “Mission? Are you married to someone I know?”

Ghost shrinks, “Yes…”

“What the fuck— And you both had been keeping this from me?! Who is it?”

Ghost chews on his lip as he turns away, “I should’ve told you with him. He would’ve been able to explain it better…”

Soap blinks before it hits him. He stares blankly, not sure how to respond. Ghost was obviously nervous, now refusing to look at Soap. Soap looks away from him, staring at nothing in particular as he processed everything.

“This… oh my god-“

Soap gets up and Ghost starts talking again.

“I should’ve told you long ago! Fuck- We should’ve ended the marriage by now!”

Ghost stands and Soap turns to him and hugs him.

“I need to process this, okay? I’ll- We’ll talk tomorrow.”

Ghost is stunned as Soap pulls away and leaves the room. Soap couldn’t think about anything other than the situation. He knows Ghost is losing his mind back in his room, but Soap couldn’t think of much other than the fact that the man he’s been seeing was married. And married to—

“Oh my god-“

Soap stops when he sees the man in question right in front of him. Minding his own busy, Nik talking to him about something rather unimportant. Well, it was unimportant at the moment.

“YOU’RE MARRIED?!”

Price and Nik stop walking and turn. Price blinks, taking a good look at Soap before he understands what is happening. Nik looks at Soap before looking at Price and just grins.

“Oooo-“

“Nik, not now-“

“When were you going to tell me?! Just carry on like nothing- Like I haven’t been fucking dating your husband?!”

Price looks around them, “Wouldn’t you rather have this conversation somewhere more private?”

“I thought you were married to Nik?!”

Price sighs as Nik continues grinning, the man deciding to cut off Price from speaking.

“On all levels except legally, we’re married.”

Soap stares at Price. Price groans as the man silently presses for him to say something, anything that would explain everything.

“Let’s go to my office. Except you, go to bed.”

Nik pouts , “You’re forcing me to miss the fun?”

“Go.”

Nik sighs dramatically before he leaves, snickering as he continues down the hall. Soap doesn’t take his eyes off of Price for a moment as they head to his office. As soon as the door closed, Soap cornered Price.

“What. The. Fuck?!”

Price was acting much calmer than what Ghost had, though given they were in two very different positions given their situation, “What exactly did he tell you?”

“That you two got married during mission to keep your cover.”

“Hm, yea, that sums it up.”

“How long ago was that?”

“Six-seven years. Though we lived together during that mission for three, married for the last year.”

Soap had to sit down, unable to stand. He chose the couch given it was closest and sat down, leaning against it with his jaw hung open. Price, still keeping an annoyingly calm composure, sits at his desk.

“Wales, 2016. Small shit town with some terrorist crawling all over it. Had to get in and figure out exactly what was happening. Simon and I were placed together by Morris and clearly he didn’t think of how suspicious two fit, military men were showing up out if nowhere and moving into a house together. So, we decided to play as a couple wanting to start a life together.”

Soap blinks, “And that worked?”

“Surprisingly. Though after a year and a half of less than good acting, people started getting suspicious. So I decided to make a showy proposal to get things back on track.”

Soap couldn’t help but let out a laugh, “God…”

“Bought a fucking expensive ring, too. Silver, black diamond-“

Soap sits up straight, “No fucking way- He fucking wears that thing all the time!”

Price blinks in surprise, “You’re joking.”

“No! On leave, on our personal days, on our fucking dates-“

Price wheezes, “Guess I did a too good of a job finding something his taste! I thought he would’ve sold the thing by now! Good few thousand on that ring.”

“He told me it was custom.”

“It was. Go big or go home, and a proposal must be big.”

“God you’re extra.”

Price smirks, “What Kate says. You should’ve seen the wedding.”

“Fuck… Can’t believe it… I’ve been fucking the captain’s husband.”

Price laughs and Soap groans out. This was a lot to take in.

Price calms after a good bit of laughter, sighing and leaning back in his chair, “God, can’t believe it took this fucking long for him to tell you! Wait… where is Simon?”

Soap’s eyes widen and he jumps up, “Fuck- Talk to you later! I left him stewing too long!”

Soap runs out of the office without another word, running all the way back to Ghost’s room. He didn’t knock, just barged in and surprised the fuck out of Ghost. One panic attack after a narrowly missed thrown knife and Soap is curled up with Ghost on the floor, his blanket pulled off the bed and wrapped around them.

Ghost was clinging to Soap, head tucked under his chin as Soap held him close.

“Shouldn’t have left like that…”

Ghost mumbles against Soap’s chest, “It was a lot to handle… should’ve done it with Price.”

“God… I still can’t believe you two assholes kept the fact that you’re married to yourselves this long!”

“I didn’t feel the need to say anything if Price wasn’t worried about it.”

Soap hums, “Fair… I have to know something… Did you two ever-?”

Ghost bites Soap and his sentence is forcefully cut off by a surprised yelp.

“Fucking feral shit-! STOP BITING-“

[colinodonoghue]

shonabmx: These precious memories…. It’s so hard to describe in words, this magical journey I’ve been on with @222aghoststory I’ve had so much fun, so many laughs, tears, made long life friends and memories, sang, drank and ate merrily! In Ireland, my favourite place! I’ve learnt a lot and challenged myself along the way too! It’s been an absolute honour and a privilege to have spent over 8 incredible weeks, (excluding rehearsals) with the most wonderful, talented, and gorgeous friends. All the crew, that never get enough bloody credit. Your all so hard working, beautiful people, who without, the show would fall apart. Thank you! Anna, Dave, Harriet, Steph, Ronan, Stella-(costume) Robyn, and Isabelle - who have been just awesome to work with. Thank you so much for casting me as Jenny! It was such a ride! If you need a “Lauren” in the next one, call me! 😜 xx I will never forget this experience we all went through! Thank you all so much. May Our paths may cross again. Love you all with all me fecking heart! 💚#IVEGOTYOURBACK@thewhitmore @birdspotting @colinodonoghue1 @raques_mozz @aarondartmunro94 @msrobyngrant

[m00nb04rd5]

The three guardians from off by mortis ghost

Enoch, Dedan, and Japhet (OFF)

[jalluzas-ferney]

Kind of a wild theory but hear me out: what if Morro, being the ghost he is, knows how to heal a shattered soul because he is literally A SOUL. DO YOU SEE THE CONNNECTIONS?!?

Read my tags btw )

[weirdlookindog]

"No one walks there now; Except in the white moonlight the white ghosts walk in a row"

Florence Harrison (1877-1955) - White Ghosts Walk in a Row

Illustration from the "Early poems of William Morris", 1914

[gallifreywhere]

'This lovely little sonic of mine is brilliant at (...) putting up shelves (...).'

(Ghosts of India, by Mark Morris)

[aodhan-art]

The Ghosts of Craughwell: The Daffodil Girl

This one here has a backstory. I live in a small, quiet Irish village steeped in history (which small quiet place isn't?), and while we were on a photo walk around the neighbourhood in hope to get closer to the local castle, my husband spotted a patch of daffodils under a tree in a field, the length approximately of a not very tall human. Now, I've had some forensics training during my BA, and I've been to a lot of destroyed and forgotten graveyards in my time, and this did look like a very old unmarked grave by the roadside.

I could not shake this image off me, so here it is. There are also the Gaelic Confederate guy from Killora graveyard, and someone whom I've heard singing on the road in the dead of night on the night of the Winter Solstice, and many others mentioned in the Folklore Commission's database, so I hope to continue this series and sketch them as well - as I imagine them.

[meeks-just-wants-to-scroll]

Horse lizard :)

[stormymind14]

I'm broke, man. 59 dollars for witnessing Shane and Ryan's shenanigans is breaking me ngl. They were (the major) reason I opened YouTube for the past 2 3 years, and it's goodbye already?

I'll miss them, especially ghost files, more than I'd like to admit, but all good things come to an end, I guess

:/

@wearewatcher

[I do get that money is obviously major aspect here, but I just wanted to share my thoughts, don't mind me]

[colinodonoghue]

raques_mozz: The last 9 months have been EPIC!@222aghoststory thank you for allowing me to work with the most wonderfully talented group of people and travel the length and breadth of the UK and Ireland. It has been life changing, it has been healing and it has been self affecting…. Now, I wonder what’s next…. 💫 #actor#tour#222aghoststory#tourlife#theatre#bestbits Thank you mum 💕

[personinthepalace]

Ellie Morris and Henry Shields in the London Improvathon 2024

from theimprovathon instagram

[novathesillylittleguy]

Call me OBSEQUIOUS

I guess I’m a bit DRAMATIC

Sometimes my APPETITE is EERILY ERRATIC!

[natjennie]

love the idea of a young daley having carol and morris and pat and cap as parents and not thinking anything of it like to other kids on the playground "what do you mean you don't have 3 dads? who takes you to karate when one of them is at work?" and also having the strangest mix of dialects like all the northern slang and accent of the butchers but now that cap's in the mix he's being inundated with weird cap-specific mannerisms like the "good lord" and the throat clear and the noises like "ah yes well aehahuh very good" but he's 8 so everyone at school is like. what the fuck is going on. why do you talk like that.

[gallifreywhere]

And then they end up chilling with Gandhi. Obviously.

(From Ghosts of India, by Mark Morris)

[ufonaut]

Joe? It's okay. You're safe. There's no one to fight here.

Junkyard Joe (2022) #3

(Geoff Johns, Gary Frank)