#i mean preferably STAY THE FUCK HOME but if you can't?? MASK. WE LEARNED THIS 4 YEARS AGO COME THE FUCK ON

[returntotheground]

it's just a cold but my immune system has taken such a beating from stress and lack of sleep that i feel like i'm dying

[dovabunny]

Part 14 - Reach

Soap smiles but all Ghost sees is his eyes. Dull, like the light has gone out in them.

He looks at Soap. Really looks.

In the light of the full moon he sees laugh lines fading, how his neutral expression of gentle playfulness was replaced with distant distrust.

He sees Soap's hand.

Carefully he reaches for Soap's hand, the man let's him. He runs this thumb over scars that were not there last time he touched this skin. That shouldn't be there.

"You really did try to kill yourself." He says it more to himself but Soap responded anyway.

"Yes. I had nothing left but regrets, hate, and pain. Would've if not for Ale and Rudy."

Ghost's breath rattled in his chest, he sees his hand trembling where cradles Johnny's.

It was a lie.

"Price said you were happy. You were just bitter and didn't want to talk to us again."

Soap laughs in disbelief. "Happy!? That's pretty fucking rich considering the only time in my entire miserable life that I was 'happy' was with the 141 - with you."

"...and now? Here, with Rudy and Ale?" He didn't know which response he feared more, which Johnny preferred.

Soap pulled his hand back and Ghost had to suppress the pained shiver that clenches around his heart.

He wanted to pull him back, to hold him, to protect him from things that already happened. And while Johnny was hurting, Ghost had been angry at him rejecting him a second time.

"I didn't know, Johnny. I swear if did..."

"How can I believe you, Si," Soap says like the words are heavy but need to be said. "Have you forgotten the 3 weeks before I was expelled? Every time you yelled, glared, cursed, or demeaned me till Price was convinced I had to go? They hurt me, but you ruined me. They were cold, but you were cruel. You say you didn't want me to leave but Si - how can I believe you?"

The moon caught the glisten of unshed tears in Johnny's beautiful eyes that should never not be as bright and beautiful as his soul is.

His mask feels suffocating, his breath is coming in too fast. He can hear his heartbeat in his ears, feels it thumping too hard and fast in his chest.

He... Was wrong. Everything he had convinced himself of, that kept him sane - that Johnny was happy elsewhere, that Johnny was holding a petty grudge to not let them contact him, that Johnny knew he didn't mean it.

He has to say something but his fucking mouth won't work. His throat closes and aches, but he can't even put them together in his head.

(That's what happens when words are beaten out of you since you could talk. You learn not to trust them.)

He fucking hates himself for it.

Johnny sighs and turns, "let's get this done so we can bring your Roach home."

"No!" Is what breaks free. "No no, Johnny-"

"I said don't call me that!"

They did not realize their voices were rising. In fact, they forgot they were anywhere except alone with the moon and the sea.

The five guards waiting at the boat didn't miss it. The next moment they were being pelted with shots and hastily ducked for cover. They returned fire till it went quiet.

Ghost goes to peek. 4 bodies? He turns in time to see the fifth man on the perch above Soap drop down.

Ghost's eye catches the deadly glint of a blade and before he can think he shoves Soap out of the way.

...

Everything is murky. He thinks he hears Soap, so he focused on opening his eyes. He wants to look at Johnny.

"GHOST! Stay with me okay? Help is coming! Just stay with me!"

Ghost wants to say of course he will. He'd never leave leave Johnny if he could. But there is something warm and heavy on his tongue and down his chin.

He sees Soap take off his los Vaqueros vest and put it over him.

He hears motorcycles.

Wait, why isn't Johnny in his vest?

"I can't let their boat reach that ship, I'm going to get your Roach back. Just please - please hold on for me, Si, please!"

Johnny is crying. No. He should never cry. He tries to reach, to talk, but his body is too heavy.

"I'm sorry Si. I'll get him back. I promise."

Ghost wants to ask why he's sorry, why he is sad.

He watches Johnny race and fly down to the boat that's pulling away from the dock.

He watches Soap shoot a hook onto the boat's railing and the rope pulls him into the water after.

They're far now. He sees a mohawk on the boat.

His eye catches a flickering red light on Johnny's vest. Odd

Then.

A deafening explosion paints the sky orange.

He looks up to see fire, smoke, and destruction where the boat was.

Where Johnny and Roach was.

The scream that rips from his lungs echoes against the cliffs.

GhostSoap AU - Replaced

Cw: angst

They'd been a (secret) thing for almost a year now. Soap was smitten, but respected Ghost's boundaries to keep it private.

But over all these months, Ghost never said he loved him too. He never makes future plans with Soap either.

He keeps turning down invites to go on leave together or meet his family,l. When they're out on missions will always elect share a room with Price over him.

Soap starts to feel like less of a secret lover and more like... Ghost's dirty little secret.

Like he's just being used.

(Read rest below)

It all blows up one night.

The gang had been at a local bar. Some flooze had apparently been making eyes at Ghost and Gaz noticed. Thinking he's being a good friend and wingman, he introduced the two.

Soap had to sit and watch Ghost talk to her at the bar for 20minutes.

Everytime she touched his arm or bought him a drink he wanted to rip her off him.

But what hurt more was that Ghost didn't immediately turn her down, instead entertaining her attention for a drink or two. He didn't tell Gaz he wasn't interested.

Soap was just a spectator.

"So? Get her number?" Gaz eagerly asked when Ghost returned.

"Nah. Not my type. Too chatty."

Gaz rolled his eyes. "Picky bitch. She was pretty. And if you're not into chatty why do you keep him around?" He playfully winked at Soap.

It was a joke. Didn't mean it didn't hurt.

Not when Ghost didn't even reply.

Soap announced he's leaving early. Ghost followed and caught up to him. The cold air did nothing to ease the burning hurt.

"You coming over to mine tonight, Johnny? I doubt they'll be back till after midnight."

Soap grit his teeth and kept walking. "Dunno. Maybe you should go ask your redhead slag."

Ghost glared, voice cold. "That's uncalled for, Johnny. She was just being friendly."

"Friendly, huh? Too bad she's chatty. Apparently that's huge turn off for you."

Ghost grabbed his arm and stopped him. His eyes and tone incredulous. "That's what this hissy fit is about? You're jealous and touchy over that comment? I thought you'd be happy I didn't take her number."

"I would've been happy if you didn't entertain her flirting at all!"

Ghost's eyes turned hard. "And what gives you the right to dictate who I talk to?"

Soap stared for a moment. It hurt. It fucking hurts but he needed to know.

"What am I to you, Simon?"

Ghost was quiet.

"A fling? A partner? A lover? A fucking sex toy? What am I to you!?"

Months of insecurities were bubbling up. The alcohol that loosened his tongue didn't help either as he yelled.

"Don't raise your voice to me, Sargent. I'm still your commanding officer." Ghost said in a tone reserved for intimidating interrogations and reckless recruits.

"...that's it? You're my CO and I'm your Sargent? That's- that's all it is for you?" Soap hated how his voice trembled.

"I didn't make any promises, Soap." (Soap. Not Johnny.) "You have no right to make demands of what I may and may not do, and I won't be chained down!"

"I don't want to chain you down! I just wa-"

"Sounds like you do. Bloody hell, if you didn't want to fuck anymore - fine. There's no need for the tears and the drama, Sargent."

It was only then that Soap realized he was crying.

Ghost cursed and kept walking without him.

Soap feels like he's been punched in the chest, a gaping void left where his heart and lungs should be.

Apparently all the secret kisses Ghost stole, how he held his hand when no one was looking, the way he held him when they were alone were all just what? Drama? In his head?

Soap spends the night sobbing his heart out off base in an empty parking lot with a bottle of whiskey in his hand.

By morning he told himself there's no use crying over spilled milk.

But it wasn't that simple. For either of them. It was the start of the end.

[lonespektr]

Oct 26th The Deep House

It's a couple

The guy is a vlogger they travel

First visit is a derelict sanatorium

The lady seems to tolerate his shenanigans

They appear to travel blog for money maybe, just white people with family money probably

Yeah they are just rich white people with history degreees

Local is getting paid a small fee to show the couple a secret spot where a perfectly preferred house is under water

She's a tag a long. I mention it cause I was just reading a long thread about men who get partnered to just any woman, they don't actually like them but just want one to do things for them and these women take on their partners habits/hobbies and display an interest and the men never do the same

She scares easily he constantly does stupid pranks she doesn't like she learns how to dive goes on these creepy things she only kinda tolerates

Anyway they dive sure the guy waits up top (he hiked them in)

He's playing music she hates and making sacrilegious jokes she doesn't like

The underwater house is actually locked up tight

Save for a single window

Ok some discrepancies they were informed the area was a planned flood however inside the house is fully furnished

Wealthy enough to have 1 underwater 4k camera 1 underwater drone an air drone all this scuba shit they don't make any money off the vids they admitted

He's condensending

Family portrait perfectly preserved in water

They heard voices and said "interference "

From fucking what bro you under the water

The BIG QUESTION how is this stuff not all decayed

His hypocrisy was brought up by her earlier as he says in one tourist spot "every asshole with a go-pro is here." whilst holding a go pro

Intermittent pentagrams n shit

Now scratches on the door

Camera and audio intermittent disruptions to feed

Thru have stayed together

Not much is floating I mean old ass furniture still weighs shit even in water I suppose but it's all very "staged" like why is the candelabra floating right above the table why not any where in the house

It's close to found footage because when the camera glitches the screen goes

Missing children newspaper clippings newspaper disintegrates in like 4 seconds in water 🤷🏾🤷🏾🤷🏾

Why isn't anything degraded?

SECRET ROOM behind jesus

The water is murky they can't see shit drone in

Supply room

Super 8

Hanging suspended chain bodies

She said NOPE lets go. He said yea you right then just fuccckin

He verbalizes acquiescence and then immediately revoked it just straight lies

General Satanic pentagram shit

2 bodies with masks like man in the iron mask shit

Now they are separated the the first time

Nm they back together

They leave the way they came in

Annnddd it's brick walled off

The guy is calming her down and it's meant to make her seem hysterical but honestly why is he so fuccking calm ANND this is all his fault

Like suspiciously calm

Isn't it hard to break glass under water because uniform pressure on both sides and like no leverage of like wind up??? Plus water resistance

Back in the body room to follow a rouge fish out

No dice too small

Rouge music playing ...from no where

Now been awol'd and bodies awol'd

Now lady is meat hooked and we got red water chaos and of course..lady screaming

She's having visual and auditory hallucinations well kept the meat hook

Of course the guy takes the masks off like look babe bodies still here

Bodies start moving...home owners

Lol they aren't trying to talk just pursuing and staring

There's no reason for him to be that calm

Now falling rocks as they try to go out the chimney

I haven't mention the lady lied about how long she can free dive

Lady is stuck in chimney

Dude awol again

Electronics are on the fritz

But not... There's no reason went they can't hear each other via radio

Why is dude locked in random bedroom?

They were right next to each other

The guy who led them there is a family member of the drowned house. Not only are the bodies alive they are also walking on the floor...bodies um...float

The bodies are attacking them separately well tbh they are looking for them and grabbing at them

Woman Kris screaming for dude

Dude stopped asking after her 2 mins in

Now been mask cracked a bit access he's talking weird shit

How did he know there was a snake in her suit

Well she's afraid of them but it was tiny and adorable but underwater snakes usually poisonous but that lil baby was cute as hell it was like 2 shoe laces thick and not as long

It's a gardener baby snek

He's leading her into a trap and talking nonsense

Missing kids from the house via video footage conveniently projected

The bodies he popping up convenient times

Now sis is at 1% air finally stops stabbing with the knife edge had the whole friggin time

Ghostly stabs dude with knife

Air 0

She still down they're playing games

Ghostly bodies still standing on the ground like??? Demonic possession reduces buoyancy ???

She's breaking for it without air and with no ascent breaks

Secs from breach she stops ..inaccurate portrayal of ascension unless they are saying her lungs....it's still wrong

Lol that's it

That was dumb

Would have been better if he faked the whole thing and she dumps him and finds new hobbies

[warofchanges]

gameswillbeplayed​:

Matt raises an eyebrow at Yagami but slowly, slowly moves his feet down from the couch. Somehow the rest of his body doesn’t really follow, and the teenager is practically oozing down from the couch to the floor - Matt takes his relaxed working positions very seriously.

When the other throws an insult at him, Matt’s head shoots up from behind the laptop, eyes squinting for a short moment until Matt gets his act back together.

“If you really preferred to stay in your solitary confinement, I can fuck off,” he replies to the jab with a forced neutral expression while accepting the energy drink.

“Pretty impressed you’ve survived in it this long but I guess L wouldn’t let you off yourself whether ya were surviving or not,” he continues, shrugging while opening the can. “The psychology lessons have gotten much more interestin’ since you lost.” And he downs the whole can in one go, flashing an unpleasant smirk at the other. This might be Kira’s territory but that means shit all when Kira has completely and utterly lost. Matt puts the can on the floor next to his laptop bag and rolls his eyes when Yagami asks about the case. The laptop stays on his lap, and occasionally Matt’s eyes flicker to keep up with what is going on on the screen but he responds, regardless.

This is part of his exam, after all.

“…There’s coupla people I’m in touch with that have been in more capable hacker groups. I’d say there’s about 5 people I know of that would be capable of that level of data breach, even with a group of others. One is me, and accordin’ to my sources at least two of the others haven’t been involved in this. That leaves Clip and Turbo. But they’re both involved in at least three groups, so it’ll still be a bit of a needle in a haystack situation.”

Light watches Matt moving from the coach to the floor, sprawling himself like he's at home. No words can describe how tiring and humiliating it is to deal with these rascals, so Light keeps quiet and takes a deep breath before any reckless action ruins his hard-earned privileges.

Because, yes, having someone to meet in person and talk with, it's a privilege after long months of isolation. 

Matt hit a weak spot with his dab, but the man still schools his expression into an iron mask - all of this back and forth is a breath of life, and he needs this more than anything even if he's talking with a damn arrogant kid.

"Then you might thank me if L learned something interesting to share during your psychology classes." Light sneers, sitting back and folding both legs and arms in a more relaxed pose. "I noticed you Wammy's genius have zero knowledge of human relations and tend to believe other human brains aren't as brilliant as yours. L did the same mistake when we met..." Well, L wasn't certainly hiding his identity back then, indeed. He knew from the start that Kira was at the same level. "And exposed himself to the point I could learn more of him before the game started. Are you going to make the same mistake or would you like to become better than him?"

Wasn't it the result any of these kids are aiming for, though? Aiming for being L one day?

"So, if I have to take your silence for consent, I'd suggest you start working harder from now on." Light wonders if any of his words hit a point, but as long as he can start a little psychological game to spare time while working on the case, he can't blame himself for wasting air with Matt. Hoping this kid is more interesting than the ones preceding him. "You narrowed down two names, so what you should do right now is provide at least an identikit of these friends of yours that we start working with. Anything is useful, and oh, of course, don't forget to add what's their trademark sign in their data breach algorithm. Any hacker has one, both you and I. Don't take me as a fool."