#lady!! ghostsoap!!

[s0fter-sin]

prince!ghost and lord in waiting!soap

ghost is a warrior prince, next in line after king price and it’s always been accepted he would be the lone ruler; never one for entertaining the courts or indulging foreign rulers trying to consolidate their power. he hardly acts like a prince at all, in name only when he spends more time as a pseudo captain of the guard. price has never begrudged him that, not when he himself has been a lone king since his inauguration

though he’s a warrior prince, he’s never lost the favour of the people; many see him as a guardian even if he doesn’t interact with the people as much as benevolent and stalwart king price. who he does interact with is the kingdom’s children; always ready to bend a knee and listen to bright voices, to praise stick swords and shields or hear the plight of a struggling family. it was a common belief that if he wasn’t out protecting, then he was with the protected; face covered, blonde curls shining in the sun

soap’s always loved ghost. as his lord in waiting, it’s been his job to attend him since they were young and even as a child, he’d idolised him; his skills in battle, his surety. he thought his life would be nothing but service, clothing a brat prince and making sure his shoes shined. but ghost has proven more than that; he treats him as an equal, consults him on strategy and court politics and over time that idolisation turned into love

and ghost has always felt the same. he’d begrudged the idea of a lord in waiting, not wanting someone always in his business but then came this spitfire who never missed an opportunity to push back on him; to make him dig deeper. johnny is more than some mere servant; he’s his confidant, his best friend, his… everything. he could be simon with him, not prince ghost

but simon figures that out too late

king price gets word from king shepherd, a kingdom they’ve only recently stopped feuding with and he’s offering up his son, prince graves, as a way to bond their kingdoms together and firmly put war behind them. price is ready to deny him, he doesn’t fear war from shepherd, when he sends some ancient laws that leave him unable to refuse. he hates it, hates that he’s ruining ghost’s happiness and feels like he’s betraying his adopted son but there’s nothing he can do

graves comes to their kingdom within the month and it’s clear from the moment he walks through their gates that he’s the opposite of ghost; arrogant and conceited, his ceremonial armour glossy and untouched by battle. he’s dismissive of their servants, of their ways, of their people and ghost hates him

graves insists that the wedding happen as soon as possible, pushing the craftsmen and cooks beyond their limits to prepare and every moment ghost spends with him, the more he dreads his wedding day. every evening he retreats to his room, exhausted, and it’s all johnny can do to keep him afloat; trying to keep him positive as ghost falls away and simon breaks in his arms. he wants to whisk him away like the old tales, the pain his oldest friend and love is in making his heart ache but all he can do is promise to be there with him

but it seems graves wants to take even him away

“soap’s been my lord in waiting since we were children,” ghost protests, voice barely clinging to civility. “i wouldn’t want to lose such a valuable worker.”

“there are plenty of decent servants in our kingdom; you’ll forget this one soon enough,” graves waves away, carding a possessive hand over his curls and it’s only bc he’s looking for it that soap sees ghost’s jaw twitch beneath his neck gaiter. “it’s custom for one marrying into our kingdom to embrace all that it has to offer, leaving who they were behind to become someone better. you’re entering a new life with me; you don’t need the baggage of this dreary place.”

soap feels sick as he walks behind them, his blank expression hiding all sign of his breaking heart.

“soap is beholden to me,” ghost declares. “we were sworn together by the old laws. i’m afraid a custom isn’t enough for me to break a vow to the gods.”

graves lets out a disgruntled noise, tugging harshly at one of ghost’s curls with only a thin veil of fondness; his conceding smile not reaching his eyes.

“i never made a vow to the gods,” johnny points out later. “price gave me to you because he was sick of me setting fire to the kitchens.”

simon hums and sets his freshly cleaned armour aside, turning to him with a twinkle in his eyes he’s barely seen since sheperd’s missive. “you pinkie swore that you would never leave me; that’s more powerful than any promise to the gods,” he says and soap’s thrown back fifteen years, to a willow tree big enough to touch the sky; to two boys from different stations who didn’t care that one was dressed in silk and the other in scraps.

johnny feels a lightness he hasn’t in a month as simon winks at him. “besides, do you really think graves is smart enough to figure it out?”

the days pass quickly, graves’ veneer of affection growing ever thinner, and before either of them are ready, it’s the eve of ghost’s wedding.

he’s said nothing, done nothing but stare at the wedding robes graves had tailored for him in the fashion of his kingdom and johnny doesn’t know how to break the silence. he draws out each second as he fusses with the cape piece and ensures the shoes shine in the fire light until he has no more excuses.

he sighs as he straightens up, brushing off polish onto his pants. “i suppose this is where i leave you,” he says with a weak smile but it quickly dies when simon still doesn’t look at him. “i’ll be here in the morning to help you get ready… good night, simon.”

johnny bows and makes for the door, trying to convince himself he didn’t just say goodbye.

but he’s stopped by simon’s hand loosely wrapping around his wrist.

he looks back as simon finally tears his eyes away from the robes, looking at him with such clear longing it almost brings him to his knees.

“i don’t want graves to be the first man to touch me, johnny,” he confesses and johnny’s breath hitches. “i don’t want to be married to another… not when the one i’m set to wed isn’t you. but if i have to do this… please let me feel loved one final time.”

simon’s thumb brushes the back of his hand; their kingdom’s greatest warrior caressing him with a touch light as silk. he doesn’t pull johnny in, doesn’t need to; johnny’s already sinking into his touch.

desperation and love tinge every movement; johnny dancing his fingers over simon’s neck gaiter until he all too happily removes it, baring his scarred cheeks and lips. johnny kisses each one, willing his love and his touch to linger above all others as they move together; sharing breath, sharing body, sharing soul the way they wish they always have.

when ghost makes his way down the aisle, it’s not in the fine embroidered robes graves had laid out for him. he’s in his battle armour; dark and weathered, the sign of the ghost, the warrior prince, going to battle. the only thing missing is his helm, tucked under his arm.

showing his hair; curls gone and shaved tight to his skin.

a thing done only in a time of great mourning.

graves looks irate and it’s the only spark of joy ghost feels as he stops before the altar; set beneath the willow tree where johnny promised himself to him. one final insult.

ghost is silent throughout the ceremony and in spirit and in grief, so is the entire gathered kingdom until the priestess reaches the final vows and suddenly, a great roar rises above the crowd as seemingly every child in the kingdom swarms the altar.

ghost is too shocked to do anything but let them push him away from graves, bullying their way between them like they’re preparing to protect him just as he’s always protected them.

graves is furious but the children stand firm in the face of his threats until he moves to strike one-

and freezes as soap’s blade finds his throat.

“you would dare hurt these children?” he growls, sword following graves as he stumbles back. “you’ve kept up your charade the entire time and here is where you show your true colours. i think it’s time i show mine.”

graves splutters as johnny turns to the priestess and king price, falling to one knee and offering up his blade. “your grace, i wish to challenge prince graves for the hand of prince simon!”

his voice rings clear and he feels the eyes of every person in the kingdom.

but he only cares for one man.

who is watching him with more love than he’s ever felt.

“who are you to challenge me?” graves sneers. “you’re nothing more than a servant; no better than the dirt on my boots.”

johnny doesn’t bother to look at him, too caught in the love in simon’s eyes and the grateful look on king price’s face. “then you should have nothing to worry about. you’ve been crowing your accolades from the rooftops since you got here; let’s see if you live up to the hype.”

because simon only ever introduced him as his lord in waiting.

never as sir soap- his second in command and one of the greatest swordsmen their kingdom has ever seen.

[rj-opp]

Love me a man with the emotional awareness of a brick

[greyauras]

This is like 600 words.

Everyone headcanons Ghost and Soap's living conditions like Ghost is a frequent visitor of r/malelivingspace and Soap has like a slightly cozy, filled just enough with furniture type of place. I think that's cute and hilarious, but I'm just thinking about the opposite.

That Ghost actually has this REALLY nice place somewhere near the base that Price *legally* finances for him but pays out of pocket for. King sized bed, some cacti, has an elderly neighbor that waters them for him if he's gone for too long and everything. I'm pretty sure Ghost was canonically a butcher (I hc him that way anyway) so he probably can make a good steak, and eventually learned how to cook for himself and it's become a hobby. He grew up without, so now that he has the money and the luxury to have a quiet space of his own, he takes full advantage of it.

I believe he likes stability, and while the base is where he feels the most like himself, the bustle of it all irritates him. Sometimes it's nice to drink your weird ass flavored tea with your pink cacti. Best date you'll ever have if you squint past the red flags Tom Cardy style.

And Soap? Pretty big, concrete, studio loft. Completely empty save necessary appliances and the fullest place being his art space with easels and canvases in front of the large windows, a cot with boxes of his shit next to it. And a bean bag chair begging for life. The only thing he knows how to cook is ramen and MRE tuna packets. He tries family recipes, but fucks it up so badly he hopes his nan doesn't see it beyond the grave. Growing up, he took care of himself while his parents worked constantly and could have been away for days at the time. It's easier to take care of yourself when your only obligations are feeding yourself, doing homework, and going to bed before midnight. Being an adult has similar rules but for some reason it's much worse.

Being in the military, it's an automatic rule to take care of yourself (physically). You stink, you'll get a bath one way or another. He doesn't buy anything because why need a bed if you'll only sleep on it for a month or so? Why a couch and TV when paying for a streaming service would be a waste? (Laptop disc player kind of guy, got a box of classic movies too, “THIS IS SPARTA!”) Really shouldn't even invest in a flat, he doesn't really celebrate holidays with his family anymore since they're the vacation on Christmas type. The only time he's there is when injured, forced or both.

But since Simon moves to Scotland and brings all his stuff with him, the big place gets filled a lot quicker. John gets some shelf racks and finally unpacks his boxes. I would say and maybe vice versa since Soap doesn't have a lot of stuff, but Price is glad to get that freeloader’s lease off his name.

Extra: They're all hanging out in the base’s living area.

Gaz: Does anybody need a couch? My sister's selling one, might even give it away if I ask.

Soap perks up from his spot on the floor: I do! I've been sleeping on the floor for 3 years!

Ghost: Johnny, I thought you said you had a cot?

Soap: I did. The legs broke, now it's just a framed mat.

Gaz: Bruv, what the fuck.

Soap: Does it have a stench?

Gaz: No?

Soap: I'll take it.

[robiinurheart33]

Ghoap as falin and marcielle from dungeon meshi..?

[cod-dump]

Ghostsoap ghoap ghoap ghoap

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTREVmsbF/

Beautiful, amazing, that song is perfect-

[c4tto626]

You post a lot about guys for someone who claims to be bisexual :/

goddamnit, missing my monthly bisexual quota once again. lock me the fuck up boys 🫡

[hyperfixationwizard]

Soap singing like. Bad Romance by Lady Gaga at Ghost, possibly while drunk. Or let's be honest stone cold sober

[accecakes]

Have some more lady ghostsoap! !

[gobiin-z]

In response, I would pick you up and shake you violently /pos

WRITE IT WRITE IT WRITE IT IM THE DEMON ON YOUR SHOULDER NOW

WRITE IT WRITE IT WRITE IT

And if I said my brain was being consumed by a Hitman inspired AU With Agent 141, who his handler Soap (in place of Diana) will latter nickname Ghost, and then actually name Simon as he slowly falls in love with the ICA's deadliest weapon, what would yalls say? Hmm?

Would you say "But Kasey, your other wips!" "But Kasey, you haven't updated in so long!" "But Kasey!"

To that I would say "But the MUSE, the WHIMS! You think I control them? Silly." And then I'd bap you lovingly, like a cat, as I am Meow.

[n3ptoonz]

key: ︎☽︎ 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 | ★︎ 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵/𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 | ❣︎ 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵 | ✮︎ 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘯 | ♪︎ 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥

Mortal Kombat

dialogues/incorrect quotes: ✮︎

mk1 ER guys | mk1 OW girls | mk1 OW guys

taleena (tanya x mileena)

you know, the movie?

now wait a minute-

mileena needs water

both were not unharmed

bi-han "forgot" his lines

white man raiden

takeda MIGHT be shirai ryu

headcanons:

mk1 ER guys: riding ★︎✮︎

mk1 OW guys: riding ★︎

mk1 ER guys: pegging ★︎☽︎

Smoke SFW & NSFW hcs ♪︎

Kuai Liang!Scorpion SFW & NSFW hcs ♪︎

Shang Tsung Nsfw hcs ♪︎

Rain Nsfw hcs ♪︎

Bi Han!Sub-Zero SFW & NSFW hcs ♪︎

mk1 ER champions with a choreographer gf hcs ♪︎

mk1 kast vs dress to impress ✮︎

Sub!Fujin hcs ♪︎

Sub!Kung Lao hcs ♪︎

Hanzo & Erron sfw/nsfw hcs

requested &/or multi characters:

when they meet your dark clone ❣︎

reader being ready for kids ☽︎★︎

mk1 guys: kissing them | part 2 ︎| shao/kenshi ★︎

tracing their tattoos ☽︎

mk1 ER guys: caught 🥩 👊🏾 | reversed roles | mk1 OW guys ★︎

cvmming while kissing them ★︎

sleeping on their shoulder after training ☽︎

s/o that likes giving them oral ★︎

mk1 ER guys: good luck kiss ☽︎

how they give praise/validation to their s/o ☽︎

mk1 ER guys: i can take you, not in a fight ✮︎

"i almost lost you" ★︎

mk1 guys: giving and receiving body worship ★︎

mk1 men's fav cuddling positions hcs (literally all of them) ✮︎

lin kuei trio reacting to their wife her ring off

F!reader reacting to shirtless Takeda blurb

kitana sfw alphabet (first and last)

how the mk1 kast eats reader out

miscellaneous:

bi-han being silly (a hater)

tomas's arms. that's it that's the post.

raiden beating kung lao for the first time

railaoliu reincarnated + kitana

kombat kids

oc art | part 2 | OoD | revenant | 3 facts abt her | twitter trend | khaos reigns

black male hairstyle advice

ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢs

Raiden

Surprise Me ★︎☽︎

Kung Lao

The After Party | BANGER edit ★︎

Kenshi Takahashi

May I? ★︎☽︎❣︎

Inappropriate use of Sento blurb ★︎♪︎

Beyond Two Souls ★︎★︎♪︎

Smoke

Closer ★︎☽︎

Love On The Brain ★︎★︎♪︎

Smoke being nosy blurb ♪︎

Reader bluntly complimenting him blurb ♪︎

FWB!reader getting pregnant blurb ♪︎

Bi-Han!Sub-Zero

Anyone But You ★︎

That Can Be Arranged ☽︎♪︎ | Wedding blurb! ☽︎♪︎★︎

Kuai Liang!Scorpion

Sigh of Relief ★︎♪︎

Liu Kang

In For It ★︎★︎

Seeing his past lover again blurb ☽︎♪︎

How to Train a Dragon ★︎♪︎

Johnny Cage

Suga Baby ★︎★︎♪︎ | Pregnant reader blurb! ☽︎♪︎

Li Mei

Undercover ★︎

Sindel

Secret Service ★︎

RDR 2

Arthur Morgan

Snake on a Train ★︎♪︎

Dungeon Meshi

Falin/Marcille

Hot Springs ★︎

Laios Touden

[Coming soon]

Top Gun: Maverick

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

Permission ★︎

Arcane

Ambessa/Sevika

[Coming soon]

Ao3 highlights

Call of Duty

One way or Another ★︎★︎ [multi characters][2 chapters]

Lady and the Tramps ★︎ [GhostSoap/Reader][4 chapters]

Are You Still Watching? ★︎ [König/Reader]

All Aboard ★︎★︎ [multi characters]

Close, But So Far ★︎ [Gaz/Reader]

Jujutsu Kaisen

Half Past Five ★︎ [Nanami/Reader]

ATSV (Miguel/Reader)

Show Me Your Teeth ★︎

Use Your Words ★︎

JJBA

Meet You Halfway ★︎★︎ [StarJota/Reader]

[captain-mj]

some ghostsoap cnc with selkie ghost maybe? I'm curious how I'd all work with his coat :)

I love your fics btw thank you sm for posting them!

I've been saving this ask for a rainy day so I wrote most of this the day of ao3 shut down and the other half when my cat died so this just felt right. Also CNC is used as therapy in this because I was possessed while writing it and have no control over it

Ghost didn't feel too nervous handing the coat to Soap. That was a huge sign of the trust he had in Soap. Well. He had also maybe told Price to check in the morning if Soap gave it back, but that's so besides the point.

They had talked everything through thoroughly. It was safe. Ghost just had to remember that as Soap put on his coat and he felt his freewill slowly drip out of him.

"Remember. I push too hard. You get uncomfortable. Simple safe word stops everything."

"Yes, sir." Ghost responded immediately.

Soap swallowed. "Repeat the safe word for me?"

"Gunpowder."

"There you go. Are you sure about this?" Soap asked tentatively.

Ghost had suggested this after researching therapy techniques. Reliving the trauma in a healthy way. Soap mostly had the coat so Ghost wouldn't flip out and fight him. There were still clear boundaries and safe words. Either could step out at any time.

"I'm sure."

Soap nodded and gently bound Ghost's wrists behind his back. They were starting simple. Recreating when the lady....

The lady...

Soap's hand on his cheek brought him back to reality. "Simon."

"Keep going."

Soap nodded and pulled off his mask. He reached down and cut off Ghost's shirt.

"Don't touch me." Ghost snarled at him.

Soap ignored him. Instead running his hands over Ghost's body, squeezing his pecs and scratching down his chest. "Firm. You feel good."

Ghost growled louder at him and tried to get away, but Soap's hands were insistent. It felt good. It was Soap so of course it did. Soap would never hurt him.

His dick was certainly showing interest.

"Please..."

Soap leaned down and kissed him, biting at Ghost's throat. "Just relax and enjoy this."

Ghost's body immediately went lax and pleasure clouded his brain. He felt his pants get unzipped and he struggled more.

"No. No no no."

Soap stroked him slowly, getting a feel for it. "Jesus. You're so big. Not sure how I'll fit it."

Ghost pleaded with him to stop, even as he got hard. He found himself enjoying this a lot more than he thought he would but he wanted to play his part. Soap dripped lube on him slowly. The cold making goosebumps over his flesh. He shivered and tried to tense to brace himself, but the order to relax kept him from doing so.

His warm hand started to stroke him, spreading the cold lube around. "Going to ride you. A reward for all your hard work."

It wasn't expected, but it added a little to the realism. Ghost felt himself falling in a weird space between what actually happened and what's happening now at Soap's hand. He rubbed his thumb over Ghost's slit and made him groan.

Panic and pleasure started to curl up in his stomach. Soap wouldn't stop moving his hand and Ghost groaned.

"Stop. I can't."

Soap huffed. "No. Want to enjoy this." His body was on display. It made Ghost so goddamn horny it was hard to think. He felt so flustered and it felt so good.

Soap continued for a good long time before deciding he had enough. Then he threw his legs over his lap and sat up. He started to slide down on him, head falling back. For a moment, Ghost worried that Soap would hurt himself before realizing he must've stretched himself before hand. He felt so warm.

"No. I can't take it." Instinctively, he tried to escape his binds but he couldn't. His arms strained as he tried to break them and free himself.

"Yeah, you can." Soap started to ride him immediately, clearly enjoying himself. He kept his eyes on him just in case.

Simon panted softly and closed his eyes. He was panicking so much he almost couldn't enjoy it. He didn't want to safe word yet, wanting to keep pushing. Johnny wouldn't hurt him. Never would.

Soap leaned into his ear. "Just feel the pleasure alright? I want you to only feel good."

The order was accidental, but there. All of the synapses in Ghost's brain shifted, sending sparks of just pure pleasure through him. The small aches that never left his body and the soreness in his scars disappeared. All he felt was the warmth and his now impending orgasm.

Warmth and pressure. All around him. Soap's warm skin against his chest. Mouth on his and on his neck. His entire body sang as the pressure mounted and then he came, stars filling his vision.

Soap kissed him softly and moaned into his mouth, riding him through it. Overstimulation hit but it felt so goddamn good. Tears started streaming down his face as his ears rang. His refractory period must've been ruined by the order because he's fairly certain he came again.

His body could only feel the pleasure and without the pain to cut it, everything felt dizzying. It coursed through him and his brain felt like it was melting.

He must've blacked out for just a second because the next thing he knew, Soap was frantically trying to get his attention.

"Simon. Simon." He was shaking him slightly, looking scared. Ghost's coat was back around him so that's why the order ended.

"Johnny." His voice sounded wrecked and dopey even to his own ears. "Johnny."

"You okay? Jesus, I knew this wasn't a good idea I am so so-"

Simon kissed him softly, holding him close. "Perfect."

"What?"

"Perfect."

"You blacked out."

Simon shrugged and grinned, eyes focusing a bit more. "Cuddle me."

Johnny looked surprised but he did cuddle him. "You never really ask for this."

Simon shrugged and snuggled him, loose and vulnerable. "Yeah. Usually because I think of her. But right now...

I only think of you."

[younggreenshoot]

Non-military AU Ghostsoap

Ghost being a bartender and soap being nosy.

Soap goes into the bar that Ghost works at and begins asking Ghost for all the gossip he's heard during his shift. Either they already know each other or first time meeting. Soap just wants to hear all the gossip and Ghost loves sharing the gossip with Soap.

He heads to the bar after gossiping with some little old ladies in some craft or book club

[dovabunny]

GhostSoap AU Concept - Three Red Roses

Childhood crush; minor CD; tiny angst; Ghost the florist

When Simon saw a flower he saw more than just petals. He saw lives, emotions, dreams, and sorrows.

After 10 years of working at ‘Midnight Rose’, he knew flowers were more than just pretty - they told stories, shared secrets, apologized, celebrated moments, and comforted in a loss.

He built his little business from the ground up, starting with just two buckets of roses he picked from the overgrown garden of an abandoned graveyard that he sold on the corner of the street when he was 16 - to the booming little flower shop in the heart of Glasgow.

During this time he had gotten to know his neighbourhood by watching what people bought for who and on what occasion. He regarded them all with casual interest, following the twists and turns their lives took them on. He never commented when a cheating husband bought two sets of flowers, only smiled politely as anniversary flowers were bought, and complimented the choices of those who came by once a week to buy flowers for their homes or businesses. He always kept to himself, always kept clients at a distance - all except for Soap. For Johnny.

Soap had been his very first customer. It was his second day standing on the corner after school with his two buckets of roses, holding them out hopefully to every businessman or housewife that passed, but he never got as much as a second glance. Then he spotted the boy approach.

They were classmates, but barely spoke. Soap was popular, handsome, funny, had a terrible mowhak, and his smile was all braces. Simon felt his ears heat in shame, he'd feared someone from the school finding out and picking on him for it, but Soap took one look at Simon' flowers, smiled brightly, and pulled out all the money he had on him to buy three red roses. Simon looked into the shorter boy's beautiful bright blue eyes alight with mischief and honest kindness, flushed and thanked Soap for his business.

A year later, valentines day.

Simon’s little stall had grown from two buckets to two tables in the corner of a popular coffee shop. Soap waltzed in with a big goofy smile on his face. He carefully selected a bundle of daisies in yellow and pink, asking Ghost to tie them up nicely as he had saved a whole month’s lunch money for this. Ghost bit back the unwelcome pang of jealousy and politely asked who the lucky lady was, to which the mowhawked doofus just grinned and blushed, blue eyes sparkling.

The next day at school Ghost rounded the corner when he spotted a familiar bundle of flowers, crushed, tossed at the foot of a dustbin. A gaggle of snickering girls were walking away. Ghost looked the other way to see a familiar back, head down, shoulders slumped, a low sniffle.

3 hours later he watched the same distraught boy walk to his bike, only to freeze when he saw three red roses with a note tied to the handlebar. He read the anonymous note aloud to himself:

“Dear Soap

Roses are red - Violets are blue.

Can you keep a secret? - I’m in love with you.”

~

Another year later, graduation.

Their cute class president, Gary 'Roach', stopped by to buy a big bouquet of colourful carnations and pink lilies. Ghost found it odd, he wasn't aware that Roach had someone special, and by now he knew of nearly every couple (public and private).

However, Roach was always kind, selfless and sweet. He handed the flowers over with a smile, hoping it goes well for him.

Later that same day as his classmates took off their robes and said their goodbyes, Ghost searched the crowd for a familiar mowhak and toothy grin, only to see Roach lead Soap to a secluded corner. Roach seemed nervous. As he spoke while Soap’s eyes doubled in size. When Roach finally smiled and handed Soap the flowers, he flung his arms around Roach's neck and kissed him soundly. Simon looked down at his own little bundle of carefully selected and wrapped sunflowers, took out the card that read ‘Johnny’ and handed it off to the nearest person without looking up before leaving alone.

Always alone. Always on the outside looking in.

Flowers became snapshots of Soap’ life over the years. A celebration of a new job, a housewarming gift, an anniversary present, an engagement congratulations.

Wedding flowers - birthday flowers - sympathy flowers - funeral flowers.

Roach's sudden disappearance and murder was mourned by those who knew him, but none mourned as deeply as the young widower, Johnny.

In the few years that followed, Ghost only saw Soap once a year when he bought flowers for Roach’s grave on the anniversary of his death.

Ghost always put extra effort into the bouquet, using gentle and comforting scents and soft colours.

Eventually time passed and Soap’s eyes slowly regained the light it had lost. Ghost watched from afar, his lips quirking every time he saw the man give a genuine smile again.

10 years after Simon made his first sale, 9 years after an anonymous note, 8 years after their graduation, and 5 years after flowers on a casket.

Simon's heart was racing, his palms sweaty. He waited on the bench outside the kindergarten where Soap was to leave work any second.

In his hands, a beautiful bundle of three red roses with a note. Determined to deliver it in person this time.

He stood as he saw a familiar ridiculous mowhak and kind blue eyes lighting up when they meet his with the same brilliant smile he fell for when he was just 16.

“Dear Johnny

Roses are red - violets are blue

10 years later - I’m still in love with you”

[fel0ny-01]

I HAVE TO SAY SOMETHING I HAVE TO SAY SOMETHING!!!!!! STATE OF GRACE (TV) IS SO GHOST SOAP CODED. LET ME EXPLAIN. (I will delve deeply into this! Forgive me! Read at your own discretion lmfao)

So “State of Grace” is about falling in love, and the power that falling in love can hold; especially how it can change a person’s views on others and themselves. It holds the deeper and spiritual meaning of what love means, right? Now at its core, the song is about growth, change and redemption. Now that sounds familiar to me, especially in how Ghost/Soap is portrayed in fan-made creations (Fuck you Activison!)

I’m gonna delve into some lyrics really quick that scream Ghostsoap to me. They will be in bold.

“I'm walking fast through the traffic lights

Busy streets and busy lives

And all we know is touch and go”

All they know is touch and go. As a noun, it applies to them. Come back from missions, get debriefed, go back and do more missions again. Touch and Go, as simple as that. They both do it, they’ve been doing it for a while.

Now as an adjective, they would also only know touch and go. For Ghost, this could apply to his relationships. People die when they know him, when they love him. It’s possible they will stay, but very uncertain. In a lot of fanon, Soap doesn’t have this problem. However, if we look at canon, it’s implied in Modern Warfare 3, that he doesn’t have any family to go back to. So it’s all touch and go for them.

“We are alone with our changing minds

Being in the military (or even in childhood), they experience traumatic events that a regular human being would never experience. And usually it’s very unheard of in the military to talk about emotional feelings, you are required to keep that away professionally.

We fall in love 'til it hurts or bleeds, or fades in time”

Relationships come with a lot of hurt. As always. But the words used here (Hurts, Bleeds or fades in time) really strike me as words that would and could be used to describe the relationships the boys have experienced, whether for both, it would be Graves’ betrayal, or for Ghost, Losing Roach.

“And I never (never)

Saw you coming

And I’ll never (never)

Be the same”

This just applies to the general relationship. We see when Soap and Ghost meet after a couple of years, Ghost seems pretty annoyed that he’s working with the sergeant again, but God he didn’t expect to get so close with him that he felt like he had changed from spending time with him. Physically, he did see him coming, but the way Soap wormed his way into Ghost’s heart? He never saw that coming.

“You come around and the armor falls

Pierce the room like a cannonball

Now all we know is don't let go”

THIS. THIS LADIES AND GENTLETHEM. THIS IS THE LINE. I feel as though this is definitely from Ghost’s perspective. When he’s with recruits, or allies, or anyone else other than Soap, he is stone cold, walls up, no banter. But when Soap, the armour (I love this!) falls, whether it’s the battle armour, or the emotional armour; he lets go when he’s around Soap.

The phrase, “pierce the room like a cannonball” really just makes me laugh because it brings out Soap’s inner destructiveness, but also how explosive he was getting into Ghost’s heart. It even works with how he most definitely lights up the room when he walks in, piercing it.

“ALL WE KNOW IS DONT LET GO” they’ve progressed in their relationship, it’s getting to the point where neither can even think about losing the other. That they’d rather die than lose the other person. They knew touch and go before, that was all they did know, but that uncertain feeling has been replaced with a sense of belonging to the other, now all the know is don’t let go.

“We are alone, just you and me

Up in your room and our slates are clean

Just twin fire signs, four blue eyes”

I’d like to think Ghost and Soap spend their spare time in each others spaces, basking in the warmth of the other. I know in a lot of fics, they either go in theirs or the others rooms, because it’s safe there. When they are together and alone, their slates are clean. They are just Johnny and Soap, not the insane murder machines that kill, get shot and get hurt. They are just two boys in love, adoring eachother. Twin fire signs.

“So you were never a saint

And I've loved in shades of wrong”

FROTHING AT THE MOUTH. THIS IS IT. This could be from either of their perspectives, but I do see it as more of a Soap line. Ghost thinks he’s this awful, unredeemable killer who doesn’t deserve anything good, and Soap recognises he’s done bad things (and so has he) but Soap loves in shades of wrong. He knows they’ve both done bad things, but he never wanted anything less than him, anything less than Simon. Anything less than the brutal killing machine he sees himself as.

“We learn to live with the pain

Mosaic broken hearts”

Whether it’s learning to live with the pain of losing people, seeing unimaginable things, or having traumatic things happen to them, they learn to live with it all. They learn to accept their “mosaic broken hearts” even if they don’t accept their own, but the others.

“But this love is brave and wild”

I love this one, because it feels like it captures the explosive nature of their relationship. Their love is brave, they go out on missions where they could lose the other, but they would also kill for the other. They know anything could happen, but yet they still continue to love. And the wild part just screams Johnny, his explosiveness, his willingness to put his love and trust into Ghost, who returns it with much enthusiasm.

“This is a state of grace”

The phrase “State of Grace” means “a condition of being free from sin”. And this just hits different. Soap and Ghost are ‘sinners’. They have committed several sins in the eyes of religion, they have done awful things, they have committed war crimes for god sake!

But their love strips that all away. Their love is a state of Grace, it’s a condition of being free from sin. When they are in love, all their sins, mistakes, they are all gone. When they are together, they are almost like angels. Their love rebuilds through their fractures, and redeems them.

“This is the worthwhile fight”

Lots of fights don’t feel worthwhile to Ghost, he doesn’t feel like some battles are worth fighting for. He feels like they are just doing them out of pure pity, he feels that a lot of the time. But this time, this fight for love and life with Johnny is so worthwhile to him. It’s something he isn’t doing out of pity, or out of command, he is doing it because it’s worthwhile to him.

“These are the hands of fate

You're my Achilles heel”

Ghost’s hands end lives. With the flick of his wrist he can snap someone’s neck, he can do it without hesitation. His hands decide fate. But Soap is his Achilles heel. Soap could sway him from doing some of the things he does out of habit, that’s how much influence he has on him. He would do anything for his Johnny, even if that means giving up the world.

“This is the golden age of something good and right and real”

Finally, thank fuck, finally, they both have something that’s positive for once. Not war, not death, not pain. Something just for them, something that’s good, and right, and real. They both feel it for each other eternally. It feels right, everything slots together so nice, like a jigsaw.

“And I never (never)

Saw you coming

And I'll never (so you were never a saint)

(And I've loved in shades of wrong)

Be the same (we learn to live with the pain)

(Mosaic broken hearts)

(But this love is brave and wild)”

This bit is more technical on the production side, but it really hits me in the heart. To me, it’s like they are reminiscing over the start of their relationship. Ghost saying he will bever be the same, and Soap reassuring Ghost saying that he loves him regardless of what he’s done. That he’s allowed to have this one thing. That they are both allowed to have this.

[callofdudes]

I know this person lol, they always butt in unwarranted on almost every Ghost x Fem OC post and say how it's "better" for Ghost to be naked next to a girl rather than a man and how they wanna see more. Their profile? Pure porn retweets 😂 like, i love Ghost with ladies too but Jesus Christ, let people create what they want and chill smh

here's their profile if anyone's curious; >> https://twitter.com/makarovmw (their replies say everything too)

they deserve to be exposed tbh, imagine being bored and annoyed that the most popular thing abt mw franchise is GhostSoap holy shit

No words for that. Again, it's all that chronically online brain that 'people need to know my opinion and I saw this thing on my feed so I must tell them I personally don't like it'.

It's like that effect that's going around TikTok, the... Not me?? Or something like that. Anyway, it's crazy and it's happening more often.

People don't care for they're opinion, I certainly don't. Hey, if Ghost (a fictional man 😱) gets put in a fictional scenario with anyone, let it. Let people make stuff for him and Johnny, just... Block the tag or something if you're that pissed about it.

But since they haven't done that, they're probably purposely seeking out this shit just so they can get their two cents in that nobody asked for.

It's that whole thing where they feel like everyone wants or needs their opinion on how to make a certain thing better based on their own preferences or wants. And that just not how the world works, and it won't ever.

I see this a lot when looking at anime fans as well. People assume that when you're being gifted or shown something that they eventually have control over it. The "well I'm the consumer of this anime/art so I get to say what you should do with your talent for me, for free, and if you don't I'll cyber bully you or something."

And the new shit coming out as the 'effect' where suddenly if it's in your feed or on your fyp then suddenly it's all about you and if it isn't specifically tailored to that very person's being then they get angry.

Like if TikTok shows someone a video on bean soup and someone goes "well I don't like beans" then it isn't for you.

And people need to learn that.... Aah, I hate people sometimes.

Yeah, again, being online seemingly 24/7 has rotted away some peoples brains.

[richardazer]

Give yall more cannibalistic! Soap <3

"Soap listens to Lady Gaga!!" YES AND MONSTER IS ABOUT HIM 😤💖💖