#platonic ghostgaz

[snootlestheangel]

I would pay you my two kidneys for wolf!Simon licking and grooming otter!kyle

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many please and many thanks

I won't take the kidneys but I'll take some cold chocolate cake to make me feel better about losing all the progress I had made very slowly throughout the day because now the first part is slightly different than it originally was supposed to be and I'm very upset now (which is why it ended up taking me like 2 weeks to get this done I'm so sorry 🥲)

Ghost definitely grooms everyone he can. He's learned not to lick Soap when he's shifted, otherwise he has to deal with a very upset bird. So what he does instead is lays his head down near where Soap is and sighs while licking his lips. Sometimes Soap will tease him by grooming himself, which usually leads to a husky level of dramatic tantrum. Nik and Price tolerate it, but Price laughs every time he sees their adopted daughter Bailey, a cat shifter, looking very angry with wolf slobber on her.

Granted, she's the one he's the most gentle with, and it's a form of bonding.

Enough yapping, here's the good soup.

Tagging @stuffireadandenjoy @bringinsexybackk69 (anyone else that wants tagged for this au please let me know. Even though this may not be an actual formal fic for a while its still gonna be something that stays consistent on my blog for at least a while)

The first time since the team's formation, the boys finally had some downtime. As shifters, they were familiar with the idea that the others would have different behaviors and quirks related to their respective species. It was rather easy for them to adjust to casual life together, yet for the most part, they still didn't understand where different boundaries were. Excluding their captain, they were all social creatures, yet bonded in different ways, and expressed their companionship in different ways. There was a good week where the sergeants and Ghost had awkwardly danced around each other as they learned individual boundaries.

Unfortunately for Gaz, Soap and Ghost had already formed a bond, something unique forged during their time in Las Almas. It wasn't surprising, actually. Gaz had heard stories of wild ravens and wolves forming close bonds, seeming friendships, and that sort of relationship was evident in Soap and Ghost. The two had quickly learned that Ghost didn't mind having his personal space invaded, much to Soap and Gaz's shock, and they learned Soap rather enjoyed sitting perched on Ghost any way he could. It was not an entirely uncommon sight to see a large Raven sitting on Ghost's shoulder as the lieutenant went about his daily duties.

But Gaz wasn't so lucky. He was an Otter, a seemingly oddball addition to the team. Bear, Wolf, and Raven all seemed to just work, it made sense. It's not like Gaz felt rejected, in fact he could see the desperation to include him on Soap’s face, the passing huffs from Ghost that Gaz never truly understood the meanings of.

So it's why Gaz was so grateful to have a space to himself where he could shift and take time for himself. The pool reserved for him was hidden away from the main portion of base, surrounded by a sprinkling of trees and a tall, thick fence for privacy. He spent a long afternoon doing laps around the pool, ducking through the tunnels placed inside, and jumping onto the platform along the far side. It kept him active, and after having been out of the water in proper otter fashion for far too long, it was stimulating. Something exciting and different from the dull thrum of life on base.

And nothing was better after a long afternoon swim session than heading to the nearby concrete pad and sunbathe after grooming himself. But as he approached his concrete pad, he noticed a glaring problem. A large Wolf was laying sprawled out on his side, soaking up every inch of sun.

Annoyed, Gaz ran up to Ghost's tail and lightly tapped it with his front paws, an annoyed squeal accompanying the action. The tail flicked but Ghost showed no other sign of acknowledging the otter's annoyance. So, Gaz moved on to attacking Ghost's large back paws, only earning a small grumble and slight kick. Desperation kicked in as Gaz hopped towards Ghost's head, and he jumped onto the Wolf's large head and nipped his ear. Ghost sat up with a start, and Gaz backed away to glare at the other as best he could. Gaz squealed and bobbed his head up and down in the most threatening way he could. Ghost stared down at him, mostly bored, before letting out a grumble, a yawn quick to follow. Gaz's efforts to chase him off must have been falling on deaf ears, or Ghost was lost in thought as he just watched the otter's antics. With a single swipe of his tongue, Ghost effectively silenced Gaz, pacifying him just like the otter were a wolf pup.

Gaz couldn't tell what made him angrier: the audacity Ghost had to treat him like a pup, or the fact it worked.

Gaz couldn't even think as Ghost continued to lick him. Well, lick wasn't the best term to describe the situation, it was more grooming behavior than anything else. And Gaz had quickly realized it had been too long since someone else had groomed him. He slowly curled against Ghost as the Wolf continued to groom him, using his teeth to gentle nibble Gaz's sore muscles. The repetitive motions were slowly putting Gaz to sleep, and he had rolled over onto his back. To think he had been so worried about fitting in with the other two's social circle, yet he had completely forgotten that he wasn't the only one to social groom. By the time his coat was dry, Gaz had fallen asleep between Ghost's front paws, and the Wolf had gently rested his head against the otter as he fell back asleep.

Gaz had nothing to worry about, after all.

[dragonnarrative-writes]

GhostGaz Week - 2nd chances // road trip

This one is more of a dialogue based character study than anything else, I think. I felt unhinged writing it even though very little happens.

@ghostgazweek

CW: use of cigarettes, littering, discussions of gender and sexuality, past dating experiences, brief reference to simon riley's terrible awful service experiences

Gaz doesn’t hate land transport, but he’d much rather be on a helicopter than in this silent car with Ghost right now. He’s viciously bored. If it was Price, he’d know how to carry a conversation. But fresh off his third milk run with Ghost, he’s floundering. He checks the clock and groans. There’s another hour before they hit the tarmac and head home.

Desperation for something to talk about makes him blurt, “You ever been in love?”

Ghost doesn’t give much indication that he’s heard, eyes never leaving the road, hand relaxed on the top of the steering wheel. Sometimes Gaz wishes he was a photographer. The Ghost in the driver’s seat would make a great campaign poster. He’s bulky with all his gear. Solid. The picture of a man. This is the guy protecting the innocent by risking himself. A skull faced badass.

“Take the wheel,” Ghost says.

Used to the routine by now, Gaz leans over the arm rest to hold the car steady while Ghost pulls pulls a cigarette from a pack and lights it. But where he usually only lifts his balaclava over the bridge of his nose, he reaches up to take the whole thing off. It’s the work of a moment for him to light the cigarette and open the window. Gaz finds himself looking between the empty road and Ghost’s scarred jaw and the shape of his nose.

“Thanks.”

“Yeah,” Gaz says, settling back into his seat. He tries not to stare, but it’s hard. Without the mask, Ghost is still the picture of a man. Just... different.

“Why’d you ask?”

“Huh?”

Ghost tilts his head to make brief eye contact, then looks back at the road. “Why’d you ask if I’ve ever been in love?”

Oh. “Just… curious, I guess,” Gaz flounders. “I feel like we should know each other better by now.”

The silence is near painful as Ghost takes a drag from his cigarette, and then another. Gaz can’t decide what’s worse - if he’s being ignored or if Ghost is actively offended. He’s about to apologize when he gets an answer.

“Been in love a few times. Puppy love 'fore I joined up, told myself I woulda proposed to ‘er if things were different, but probably not. Was all over the place.” He takes another drag, exhales as he talks. “Had a crush on another private in basic, gave it a go when we graduated. Dated in secret for about a year before I broke things off. Hurt a bit but tha’s a part of it all, yeah?”

“Why’d you break up?”

“Didn’t like being his secret,” Ghost says around another puff of smoke. “He didn’t like my daddy issues.”

Gaz feels his eyebrows crawl up beneath is cap. “Didn’t know you liked men.”

That makes Ghost - Simon? - laugh. “Yeah, well, now we know each other better, I guess.”

Gaz's ears burn a bit. Into the silence, he offers, “Me too. I mean… I’m… not strictly heterosexual…?”

“You askin’ me?” the man snorts a laugh. “’ve seen your beauty serums, Gaz. I know you ain’t straight. Best egg in the carton.”

Gaz scrunches his nose, he can't help it. “What does that even mean?”

Ghost grins that grin. The one that makes Price shoot his whiskey. “You ever have dreams where you’re a girl?”

“What?” Gaz blanches. Five years ago, he’d have answered, doesn’t everybody? But he’s learned his lesson since then. “No.”

Ghost’s grin doesn’t falter. “I do.”

“Bullshit,” Gaz says, because what? What even is this conversation?

“Third love of my life made me go to therapy,” Ghost continues, like he didn’t just rock Gaz’s world on its axis. “Learned a lot. Admittedly before the Ghost thing. Broke up because the therapy was working. And then all the Ghost shit happened.”

“Of course.” What else is there to say?

“Flirted with someone a couple times in the last six months, but either I’ve been too subtle or they’re not interested.”

Gaz gropes around for an appropriate response because I've only ever seen you stare silently at people feels a bit rude. “Maybe it’s the mask? You’re hard to read.”

“Maybe so,” is the answer he gets. “What about you? Ever been in love, Garrick?”

The question shouldn’t startle him, but it does. He stumbles over his answer. “I dunno. Maybe. Had crushes when I was kid. Dated in sixth form, but I don’t know if that counts.”

“Why not?”

“Well, I was a kid, yeah? Everything feels intense when you’re young,” Gaz shrugs. “Doesn’t mean it’s love.”

Ghost is quiet for a moment, nodding to himself. Finally he says, “M’ therapist says that just because it’s a kid that feels it don't make the feelings less valid. If anything, feelings are more intense for kids. Puppy love is still love.”

The realization that Ghost is a romantic snaps into place. He sits with that for a beat before saying, “Well, she cheated on me with my mate, so that ended. Took a long time for me to get over that one.”

“That’s shite,” Ghost mumbles. “You datin’ now?”

“Not much time for a civilian relationship,” Gaz admits with a shrug. “And I’m not… out on base. I’m not not, just… I don’t really care to have people in my business.”

“Fair,” Ghost answers. He flicks his cigarette out the window. “Well, if you ever do think about dating on base, keep me in mind.”

Gaz might pull something in his neck, he snaps to look at Ghost so fast. “Huh?”

Ghost just laughs.

[unsweetingtea]

TW: SEMICOLON TATTOO MENTION

Istg if this makes you uncomfortable then PLEASE do not read. I warned you. Your mental health is more important!

⚠️PROCEED WITH CAUTION UNDER THE CUT⚠️

Ghost and Gaz become besties when they realize they have matching semicolon tattoos. Send tweet.

[gomzdrawfr]

I’m just curious do you ship everyone in 141 together or is some of it platonic?

yes

I love poly 141, but I also love ships between the characters themselves: PriceGhost, Ghoap, PriceGaz and GazSoap

Not too much interest would be GhostGaz (more so platonic I suppose) and PriceSoap (I see it and can get around this, but it never truly stick to me, I do like 09 SoapPrice though)

[wishfuldivine]

Welcome To My Work Station!

Fair warning: I only write Gaz centric drabbles and prompts.

GhostSoapGaz - Cuddles, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

GhostGaz - Brat Gaz, 7 Minutes in Heaven, Movie Date, Appreciation, Talkative Gaz, Barista, Streamer, Waiting, Q&A, Mario Kart, Investigators, Sleepy, Licking Neck, Coping in Comfort

PriceGaz - Sweet Touches, Biggest Regret, Notes, Possessive John, Reassurance

SoapGaz - Unique Proposal, Platonic Kisses, Cuddling Together, Comfort, Cigarette

Poly!141 - Gaz's Beauty, Nicest Ass, Annoyance, Sick and Attention, Breakfast, Beautiful Eyes, Showing Love, Birthday Kisses, Rider Gaz, Overprotective, Cute Nose, Bracelets, Out On Dates, Fallen Angel, Backshots, Being Cuddled, Omega Gaz, Surrounded by Love

Little!Gaz - Soapie, Stolen Mask, Missing You, Mohawk

More To Be Added!

[atomite-ton]

Welcome to my stuff !

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Find my works on tumblr : 𓆝 Amour Courtois : Knight! Ghost x New king! Price. Ghost swears a vow of fealty, Price makes a promise of his own. (NSFW, only in the 2nd chapter) 𓆟 Bed Rest : Soft somno ghoap for kinktober, trans ghost (NSFW) 𓆝 Bed Rest 2.0 : basically the same, but soap pov (NSFW) 𓆞 For years in realms of more than arctic snow, my heart has lingered : Ghost follows his captain to the very end. Ambiguously priceghost, platonic or romantic (SFW) 𓆝 When you learn to talk, everyone's asleep : 5 times Ghost has a nightmare + one time he sleeps through the night.

[ghostgazweek]

Hello friends! I am elated to announce that we are hosting GhostGaz Week 2023 the week of August 27-September 2, 2023!

This week-long event is an opportunity to produce writing, art, playlists, moodboards, whatever your creative little heart desires focusing on Ghost and Gaz. Stay in the SFW zone or wade into the NSFW waters. Romantic. Platonic. Something in between. The world is your oyster.

Tag your work with #GhostGazWeek or #GhostGazWeek2023 so we can reblog it!

The official prompt list will be released if not sometime next week then before the end of the month.

Asks are open if you have any questions.

[krowsnotes]

What I won't/can't write

Nsfw/Suggestive (I can't write smut even if held at gunpoint)

Children (Will make exceptions for Ghost's nephew or Soap's nieces/nephews |fanon|)

Pregnancy trope (Uncomfortable topic for me)

Pass around fics/Barracks bunny fics

Cheating trope (except for other people outside of the ship ex. Ex partner or something)

Any type of kink

Ships I don't write for

AleGraves

PriceGaz

SoapKönig

GhostKönig

AleVal (Alejandro x Valeria, sorry I see them as exes that are still connected/frenemies)

KatePrice (Laswell x Price, I see them as wlw and mlm solidarity)

Ships I do write for

Ghoap/GhostSoap

GhostSoapRoach, SoapRoach, GhostRoach

RoachGaz

SoapGaz, GhostGaz, GhostSoapGaz (can be platonic or romantic)

PriceGraves, NikPrice, NikGravesPrice

AleRudy

Körangi

Laswell x her wife (HC/Fanon)

[talldapple]

Might as well give context.

It's gonna be Song Fic September.

And one of the prompts is 'ruin a song for a reader'.

Anyone have a song they wish to have ruined?

Warning y'all. It's all CoD pairings. Majority Ghoap, but I've got a Faralex, Korangi, and an AleRudy planned. PriceGaz, PriceGhost, GhostGaz, SoapGaz, and PriceSoap are also planned in there a bit. And also a good bit of just platonic stuff too. Still seeing if I can sneak in a GhostRoach and a PriceNik but highly doubtful.

Really half tempted to do a writing challenge from Twitter.

Only a couple of problems…

I’ve never done a writing challenge before

It’s a September writing challenge and September is a really busy month for me

I won’t be able to do all of the challenge with my energy levels, but I really wanna finish the whole thing

I could just start it now and finish it whenever, but that feels disingenuous.

What do I do?