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Spades, Ink

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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 31/03/2025
I would absolutely be writing if uni wasn't kicking my ass in the creative bug department I have ideas to cook but there's no wood for the stove And I don't have time to get the trees :/
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 11/03/2025
Happy birthday!! And thank you for such good food!!! Sweet enough to make a tooth rot and we're happy to crunch on them, thank you
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 21/02/2025
Y e s Especially in winter
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Emmster ✨ @emmster.bsky.social · 16/02/2025
A day late but these two would be duos in crimson days #Ghoap
Guardian Ghost and Guardian Soap looking at each other lovingly. Ghostsoap. Ghoap. Their ghosts are there. Cod destiny AU
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Elias 🔥 Kiran 💀🧼 Commissions Open @eliaskiran.bsky.social · 15/02/2025
Fuck my homework I'm writing this. Price getting snow leopard hybrid Ghost therapy wolfdog partner Soap to help him deal with his PTSD. Angst and fluff ensues. (1/54) #CallofDuty #GhostSoap #Ghoap #PriceGaz #kiranwrites.
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42 Screaming Bees @42screamingbees.bsky.social · 06/02/2025
#GhostSoap GhostSoap who gets trapped in a collapsing building after a bomb goes off. Their hands were sticky red with blood and gritty with concrete dust. Creaking rebar and prayers Ghost were pretending he couldn’t hear filled the air occasionally.
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Tomato @whotookmytomato.bsky.social · 28/01/2025
Omega Soap hiding as an alpha and alpha Ghost eventually finds out his secret and it drives his alpha crazy. Just knowing what Soap really is makes him feel protective in a way he's never felt before. #ghoap #ghostsoap #cod
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Dove @cedardove.bsky.social · 26/01/2025
At work, thinking about housecat hybrid Ghost again. #soapghost #ghostsoap It's been a few months. Ghost has found himself in a casual relationship with Soap, the physical nature of his offered therapy, of sorts, easily leading the way to an unspoken agreement that they're friends who cuddle,
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Dove @cedardove.bsky.social · 19/11/2024
Okay, let's try this again, and not lose the entire thread this time! 🥲 Work ramblings I've jotted down over the weekend about housecat hybrid!Ghost. Pre-relationship #soapghost, silly fluff, a little angsty. It’s 0300. The base is quiet, aside from the clink of ice dropping into an empty glass.
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Tomato @whotookmytomato.bsky.social · 23/01/2025
Ghost and Soap dating pre Roba, things had gotten pretty serious at the point where Ghost gets sent to Mexico. Soap thinks Simon dies on that mission, it takes him a long time to heal and he swears off dating completely. #ghoap #ghostsoap #cod
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Ange 📝 💀🧼 🇦🇺 @fandomhappy.bsky.social · 25/01/2025
📖Comfort is you📖 #CallofDuty #GhostSoap 🧵 📄Fluffy & angsty Ghoap based off ‪@aessedia.bsky.social‬ lovely prompt - bsky.app/profile/aessedia.bsky.soci… CW⚠️Description of torture (1 sentence bracketed by *** in P33 & P34) #CoD #Ghoap #FandomHappyFic (1/41)
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CryptidCritters @cryptidcritters.bsky.social · 22/01/2025
I think #Ghoap is obsessed with small bits of intimacy throughout the day. Holding hands and running their thumb across the other's knuckles. Listening for the soft hitch of breath when they kiss behind the other's ear. Holding each other from behind while one of them is doing a task. -
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Aessedia @aessedia.bsky.social · 21/01/2025
Johnny getting drunk at the bar and Simon coming to get him. Simon is annoyed, dressed in civvies, in his soft balaclava and John practically *jumps* into the man's arms when he sees him, nuzzling his jaw, telling him how happy he is that Simon came. #GhostSoap
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Shell ⭐️ @fludderpy.bsky.social · 22/01/2025
I imagine Soap getting hammered to a point where he doesn’t care what he tells his superior 😗 . #cod #callofduty #simonghostriley #johnsoapmactavish #ghostsoap #ghoap
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☆Alec☆ @xvl999.bsky.social · 09/11/2024
Can’t take them anywhere
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Em✨ @gwemz.bsky.social · 20/01/2025
Now Is Later | PAGES 34 - END :'D WOO! Long canvas time! I couldn't fit in everything on just four pages lmaoo. BUT WEEW! JUST KISS! 🫠 #ghostsoap #soapghost
Simon fiddles with Johnny's (HIS) sleeves while Johnny insults his big ass once again after Simon says hes SWIMMIN' INNIT.
Soap: Aye, cuz I'm not the wideness of a Humvee bumper
Ghost: two-for-two callin me fat
Simon is doing something behind his back, what the fuck ever could it be.
Ghost: Got a problem with my "wideness"? Johnny looks a wee bit dazed but internally hes remembering getting a spoon to his noggin, and also hes a good boy he wouldn't mind that wideness on his , uh, person.
Soap: NOPE. yer a big sexy bumper I'd gladly jump in front of (smooth)

Simon ties Johnny's sleeves around himself and pulls him close with a pleased look on his face
Ghost: Tell me more how wide I am~ (hes a :^) man tell me otherwise)
Johnny's face softens and he sweetly tells Simon
Soap: Pure braw Simon, truly spectacular wideness.
Ghost: You absolute gobshite, you're just butterin' me upJohnny's got the heart eyes motherfucker.
Soap: Enough butter for a kiss, ye reckon?

Oh sweet sweet lad. He never needed any butter. Although its a plus though. Simon will eat you up RAW like a semi frozen slice of un-toasted bread.

Simon leans in and presses his lips against Johnny's oh so gently, as the kiss deepens Johnny starts fiddling around in his hoodie confines and pops his hand out of the collar hole and starts fiddling with Simon's 50% baklava (i know its the wrong spelling but im a just shit lol)

So Simon starts to stick his cold cold hands up under johnnys hoodie.WHOOH. COLD HANDS. Makes Johnny gasp and Simon takes the opportunity to eat his face (im a simple woman, i love a good gasp kiss tongue action). I don't know how else to describe this AHAH HA...

After a good bit of saliva swapping and lip succ, Simon holds him close and turns Johnny's face with his and starts kissing down his cheek to his neck, pulling the offensive hoodie away from his neck.

Johnny is murmuring and stammering something but is caught up in the goods to verbalize nothing like the feeling of stubble tickling his neck meats, while Simon retorts with varying degrees of "MMGHM??" cuz hes busy... Eventually he finally blurts UNTIE MY SLEEVESThe extra long page I cloudnae fit all the things I wanted and blusky only allows FOURR images so here we are lol.

Simon does a british "alright" to initiate untying the sleeves, but Johnny doesn't miss a beat to shove his finger in his nose.

Once Johnny's arms are free Simon shoves them sleeves DOWN, and NOBODY will believe me when I say  it was completely subconscious, I made Johnny yell FREEEDOM while Simon holds his arms up.. (only after a while I realized oh, braveheart....) 

The pair look out over the, winterscape, because, i... didn't uhm.. oh there was a background there FOR SURE. Its just a blizzard!!!!! (I almost made Simon say "whats the matta clowny bawbag you not find any skill to draw a background?" LOL)

Ghost: Bloody hell, lets get outta this shit
Soap: DO LETS.. Time for breakky aye? Thinkin about butter & toast something FIERCE (cuz he buttered up Simon, eh he...)

Johnny gives Simon a quick mack on the cheekie, because I don't care they are big shooty bang bang storng manyl mans in the military. Humans kiss each other : ) my brother says there's too much "female gaze" in my drawings but like, lmao, sorry you never been kissed bro. Oh wow we got personal down here. 

SIMON then throws snow down the back of Johnny's hoodie, because he was thinking about it for like 8 panels.
Johnnys full rant is like, about how hes gonna put snow in every hole. Damn I make Johnny rant a lot lmao, hes a very thoughtful and tactful guy I hold that true, but he just lets loose for Simon because he loves him alright.
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Milk 🌸 @milkydough.bsky.social · 18/01/2025
Good morning!! Cuddling until noon
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Leo ☠️🧼 @leodoesfanfics.bsky.social · 17/01/2025
Let me Care for You ~ A #Ghoap thread Tags: Fluff, body swap, looking after each other, medicine, safe for work. ADHD/Depression!Johnny and ChronicPain!Simon. #Ghoap who experience a body swap curse whilst relaxing at their respective homes. Only, it doesn't go as you would expect. 23 posts.
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andrudibuja.bsky.social @andrudibuja.bsky.social · 15/01/2025
Husband forgot he married me - Drunk Soap. . I didn't render the whole thing for reasons™ but i hope you enjoy this all the same. . I'm still learning to draw comics, please be kind ;; <3 . #JohnSoapMactavish #SimonGhostRiley #Ghostsoap #Ghoap
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Armache 🧼💀 Era @armache.bsky.social · 15/01/2025
Show me where the delicate stops #ghoap #ghostsoap
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Kattt 🖌 @katttart.bsky.social · 14/01/2025
Tattoo 🧼💥 #GhostSoap #soapghost
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 13/01/2025
It should tbh
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Rennifur59 @rennifur59.bsky.social · 11/01/2025
#ghoap #ghostsoap AU where sub harmonics are more relied on in both general and with partners like Whale Songs. They are both sung and heard differently than normal vocalizations although most don't notice. Ghost certainly didn't. Well Simon didn't.
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
It's on Ao3 now for easier reading! archiveofourown.org/works/62175451
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Bleed Out my Bones and Put Me on Ice - InkSpades - Call of Duty (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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Joy @67paranormals.bsky.social · 11/01/2025
#Ghoap #GhostSoap - Johnny and Ghost laid low behind a cluster of boulders, the uneven rocks digging into their gear as they crept toward their coordinates. The rugged terrain provided some cover, but every movement had to be deliberate, their breaths shallow to avoid detection.
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
years ago. For the phantom blood on his hands to lift, if just for a moment, and let him be. Together with Johnny in the dead of winter, hands intertwined, a bullied and battered hope wishing for more if Johnny was willing to give it.
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
it occasionally blew. And yet, despite the punishment that was outside's freeze, he couldn't help but feel the warmest he had in years. Something he'd mark himself a hundred times over for, but a peace that let him at least glance at the garland and see just the gold, not what crimson laid upon it
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
man gently reciprocating the act. "Promise." He mustered after a moment, shifting closer to the bed so he could lean against it. He felt Johnny shift closer to him, shoulders touching as they stayed there, watching the window. Snow drifted down after a little while, noting its own harshness as
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
chest tightened again. "Am no' goin' anywhere, Si." He whispered, his voice torn with soft disuse. "Promise me ye won't?" His breath caught in his throat for a second longer than it should've, hot tears burning his vision back to blurriness. He barely tightened his hold on Johnny's hand, the other
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
without overextending himself. He softly hesitated before raising his hand for Johnny, aptly surprised at the strength that the man had in his grip, bringing him with softer palms to the safety of the bed. His breath hitched softly as Johnny rubbed his knuckles, the Scot softly cooing at him as his
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
more than an occasional glance, watching either Johnny's hands or his own, fiddling with his fingers as his chest stayed tight. He tensed as Johnny raised a hand toward his, carefully reaching for the lieutenant's mangled flesh and bones. His reach wasn't enough, clearly trying to reach Simon
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
her midnight work. He stared at the door as it kept open, mechanisms hissing as it clattered closed, cables raising it somewhere out of reach. It still took him an hour to make his way back to the room, ambling along like a half-living shell, staying out of sight of the wandering nurses that made
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
time of night, not beyond bars that he'd get drunk at and come crawling back from. Johnny didn't need that. Yet he couldn't manage to tear himself from the lift button for several minutes, not until one of them startled him with a ding and opened door, a disgruntled nurse passing him by entirely for
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
hung in the halls for minor festivities- things he hadn't noticed in his obsession with the sergeant, things that only stained his half-hearted actions further. He managed his way to the lift, standing with his hand over the button for a second. He was hesitant; there wasn't a place open at this
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
aside his breakdown for the man that nearly died in his arms? He gently pushed away, mutters of apologies on his lips, rising to his feet to pace to the door and leave. He barely registered the halls he drifted down, faraway screams and cries dragging him back to that bloodied day, the soft garland
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
barely turned to see those gentle seas staring back at him, calm despite the ruined storm that was his waking, caught in the moment of comforting his commanding officer instead of focusing on his own waking. His chest tightened with another sob at the thought of it- how weak was he, unable to set
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
around him, holding him even over the bed, barely whispering the first syllable of the name. A mantra that slowly brought him down from his quiet wails, breath still hitched but drowning less than before. The thin hospital gown damp with his tears, yet the man they covered so soft in his embrace. He
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
"Si'on," he panted, every bit of his voice rough in the pitiful cry. " 'Ts Si'on, Jo'nny, please." He heard as the other man managed a quiet noise, something between a sigh and a huff, paced between the hiccupping whimpers his lieutenant was caged in. He felt as the man's other arm slowly wrapped
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
like thirty shots without the smell of a sweeter drink on his lips. He shook his head, coughing as water clogged his throat, fighting it for the hoarse rasp that crept past his lips in fast fear, as if Johnny would go back under with a name far from where his mind was.
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
need to hear it. He flinched when Johnny's hand slowly rested on his back, the slick syrup of sleep still thick against his bones, yet he fought it like the battles good soldiers leapt in to die for. He barely heard the weak voice against his ear, a soft G that he'd known for far too long, slurred
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
something moved beside him, whipping with halted breath to stare at the solemn man in the bed, arm shifted slightly, eyes-half lidded and scarcely focused on him. Air flooded his lungs as he damn near *dove* at the man, burying himself in Johnny's shoulder, heaving heavy sobs to a man that didn't
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
on his screams, noises that were far quieter than he'd ever want them to be. Thoughts of suffocating cradled him in further panic, burning the heat in his lungs and dry patches of his throat in a rhythm both consistent and horrifying, worsening with every weak cry that echoed from him. He jumped as
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
overwhelming stench of bleach enough to turn his stomach. He clawed at his mask to tear it down, coughing for every bit of air his closed lungs would take, his heart pounding in his chest to steal every damn molecule for its own purposes. He clasped his shirt, sweat catching on his brow as he choked
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
and ears, the early morning light of lamplights crashing against his eyes, the soft sounds of his gasps and hitched breaths barely reaching his ears. His chest tightened with each second he dared to stay awake, glancing frantically around the polished room, the distant cries of worse patients and
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
room. He *needed* Johnny, the man who'd warmed a heart long gone cold, even if the man didn't need him. It was early one morning that he jolted from another nightmare, scream half-stolen by the tears already in his throat, drowning him out as he tried to call out. The world was dim against his eyes
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
himself for the half-death laying beside him. Price called him sometimes for updates on his leave, bleeding away years of work for a man who didn't love him. He didn't dare to think of leaving Johnny alone; he'd figure out some way to stay, even if it mean shooting himself somewhere to have the same
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
him, always clutching Johnny's bleeding body as he screamed for him to stay. Blue eyes glossed over, skies gone grey forevermore. Every single night chiseled away at the work he'd done to silence himself even the slightest, barely with a few minutes rest every night, the rest spent choking on
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
night. Nightmares kept him screaming and sobbing when he woke, visions of Johnny with his family on that day. Smiling, playing with Joseph, Beth giving them hugs, Tommy getting him to relax enough for a chuckle. All crashing down when he was restrained and the four of them cut to pieces in front of
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
said to the nurse at the door, nor whatever he noted to him on it. He sat until they left and watched the door close, there by Johnny's half-living body, waiting in a horrid silence. The days melded together more as he stayed there, watching Johnny in the day, catching what little sleep he could at
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Spades, Ink @inkspades.bsky.social · 12/01/2025
didn't feel his knees hit the floor, clawing at his neck with gloved hands that the men stronger than him could manage to move. It took longer than it should've for him to move into a chair, sitting beside Johnny to watch him, everything too far away for him to touch. He didn't hear a word Price
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