Reposted by ☁️☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 22/09/2025Ghoap and breath play on my mind today🧵 Soap who loves the feeling of Ghost’s hand wrapped around his throat, craves the security and anchor of that strong grip right under his jaw, Ghost’s fingertips nearly meeting at the back of his neck. 27723
Reposted by ☁️shadowspires.bsky.social @shadowspires.bsky.social · 31/03/2025Pain-Sharing soulmate AU, #ghoap #ghostsoap, cw for implications of child abuse Little John McTavish wasn’t even four years old when he learned how to take a fist to the face and keep going. 19026
Reposted by ☁️shadowspires.bsky.social @shadowspires.bsky.social · 03/06/2026Part 2 of (bsky.app/profile/shad...) *Omega,* the deepest parts of him rumble, smug and satisfied, as he pulls off the silly thing on his head and the scents around him strike true and deep. *His* Omega, every part of him knows, for all the other smells barely of him at all right now. 45814
Reposted by ☁️creatureXIII @cxiii.bsky.social · 02/06/2026Simon💀Riley sketchdump #simonghostriley • #potatoarts 15869183
Reposted by ☁️✨drowning in wips✨ @s0fter-sin.bsky.social · 02/06/2026ghoap who are so clearly possessive of each other, always in each other’s spaces, always touching, obviously claimed by each other to anyone who looks at them, but they’ve never kissed or done anything sexual 311726
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026And Simon has his Johnny back. He knows Soap is gone, knows that he’s probably lost his marbles along the way, but it keeps him going. Gives him something to hold onto. And he’s human again, because of it. /end 0190
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026Chuckles at jokes that weren’t said, asks the air at his side what it thinks of his plan. But he’s good at what he does, and he works well in a team when needed. So they leave him to his quirks. 170
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026Not to mention having a /purpose/ again. Except he talks to himself now. At least, that’s what the other mercs say as they whisper to themselves over their MREs while he’s off on watch. The Ghost talks to himself, stares at things that aren’t there. 160
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026So if he has gone crazy, it can’t be all that bad of a change, considering. Maybe Simon starts to actually function like a human being again, slowly, and he starts doing contract work. Laswell won’t say no to using his skills off the books, and he could use the extra cash. 170
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026He can hear the smile behind the words, the cheeky look in Soap’s eye as he says it, & maybe Simon’s finally lost the last of his remaining loose screws. But it’s Soap’s voice. *Johnny’s* voice. And it’s the only thing in *months* that’s moved him to do anything besides drink himself into a stupor. 160
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026It’s a shock to his system, and nearly smacks him across the face with a clarity he hasn’t felt in months. He could swear he hears Soap’s voice bouncing around the tiles as he reaches for his 3-in-1 shampoo - *There ye go, doll. What would you do without me?* 170
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026And before he can think about it, Simon is standing up, sets his half-drunk beer down on the table, and shuffles stiffly to the bathroom. He stands under the cold spray for what feels like hours, but it also feels like a cleansing in more ways than one. 160
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026Would look at you with those sad puppy eyes and a pout and pull you off the couch with both hands, shove you into the bathroom saying /You smell like shite, Simon. I swear on my gran, I’m no’ touchin’ ye ‘til you’ve had a wash/.’ 160
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026when out of know where, a thought rings through his skull: ‘What if Johnny saw you like this?’ /He wouldn’t because he’s dead/, Simon thinks blearily. ‘But what if he did?’ The thought needles. ‘He’d pity your sorry arse. 160
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026some late night talk show on mute. His skin is damp and tacky with sweat, hasn’t showered in at least two weeks. He’s sitting there like he has every night for who knows how long at this point, his side piece in its holster tossed onto the far corner of the coffee table, 160
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026cheap beer cans scattered across the coffee table, one fresh in his hand, resting on his knee. It’s lukewarm and flat. His single oscillating fan isn’t working and it’s dark as all hell except for the sickly blue light of the tv pulsing across from him, 260
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026What an irony, to be /too good/ at his job. So he lets himself waste away in his flat. Probably thinks, distantly, about eating the end of his pistol if that gets boring enough or takes too long. Until one night he’s sitting alone in his flat in his skivs, slumped on his secondhand couch, 160
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026Only when he finally snuffs out the last candle, he finds himself– adrift. When he started this crusade, he fully expected to die in the process (hell, it would almost have been a bonus at that point), but he didn’t. 170
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026He’s learned his lesson, becomes a true ghost of a man, all those messy, useless emotions locked tightly away, even deeper than they were before Soap came into his life. To stave off the pain, he hunts down any and all loose ends from Makarov’s network, buys himself a few more months of purpose. 160
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026he returns to England as a hollowed out shell. Reality catches up to him as soon as he no longer has a goal to run towards. Soap’s death was the final straw that proved to him that opening his heart to any loss or pain will /always/ end badly, so he shuts down. 160
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026Because this time, /his/ temples are at least protected. He may not live to see the next day but he’ll be damned if he gives Makarov the opening for a repeat performance. When it’s over - when Makarov is bleeding out at his feet, head riddled with holes - 170
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026It’s an unacknowledged homage to Soap, but it’s also Ghost taking Soap’s death as a lesson. He eventually separates himself from the 141, goes AWOL to hunt down Makarov himself. Wears this new mask so that when he finally faces Makarov, he’ll be ready. 180
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 02/06/2026This pic got me thinking Things and I just,, 💀🧼 CW: post-mw3 canon, refs to Soap MCD, suicide ideation, hopeful ending After Johnny dies from a bullet to the head, Ghost changes his skull mask to include a reinforced helmet and armor at both temples. 🧵 46614
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 31/05/2026omg i don’t know HOW i missed your work this long i am absolutely in love with your style! 💖 120
Reposted by ☁️Ravania @ravania.bsky.social · 17/04/2026Stay frosty ❄️ A study of two Ghosts, two vibes. 9522109
Reposted by ☁️Ravania @ravania.bsky.social · 23/04/2026My companion piece for the darling @aessedia.bsky.social, he definitely is Mr. Sunshine <33 1140095
Reposted by ☁️Ravania @ravania.bsky.social · 14/05/2026Someone needs to pluck the cig from his mouth and kiss him stupid 936158
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 31/05/2026this is such an incredible compliment, thank you so much!! that really means a lot to me, i’m so happy that you enjoyed reading my self-indulgent word soup! :’) 💖 020
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 31/05/2026that is so incredibly sweet of you to say, oh gosh 💖 and thank you so much for reading! 010
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 31/05/2026aw yay! i’m so glad! i hope the final chapter meets expectations! ☺️ 010
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 28/05/2026hello friends! i just wanted to say thank you so so much for all the kind comments on this final chapter~ this monster was draining my life force after a certain point and i was just glad to get it finished, but all the kind feedback has been so sweet and reassuring 💖 1112
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 26/05/2026oh gosh thank you so much! that’s so sweet of you to say 💖 010
Reposted by ☁️☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 24/05/2026- Ventilate - ▪️mature | ch 3 | 12k ▪️COMPLETE | 21k total ▪️i am so sorry for how long this took but it is finally here 😭 link below ⬇️ 74620
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 24/05/2026🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/628127...archiveofourown.org New Session | Archive of Our Own An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works 063
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 24/05/2026- Ventilate - ▪️mature | ch 3 | 12k ▪️COMPLETE | 21k total ▪️i am so sorry for how long this took but it is finally here 😭 link below ⬇️ 74620
Reposted by ☁️joe 🤠 @fockenwimdy.bsky.social · 27/04/2026wip on a monday cause why not two big men and their bulges 🫡 950060
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 27/04/2026was finally able to pick up my beautiful books by @bluegiragi.bsky.social ! they look absolutely incredible, i can’t believe i get to hold these masterpieces 💖 0110
Reposted by ☁️creatureXIII @cxiii.bsky.social · 21/03/2026two-part commission for lovely @,..,@ whose 🧼💀brainworms make my 🧼💀brainworms feel seen #ghoap • #potatoarts • #commission 211171247
Reposted by ☁️Anniebot😌 @anniebot.bsky.social · 26/02/2026#ficideas #ghoap Imagine vampires that can't get hard unless they're feeding, and who go completely catatonic after orgasming. It's like a built in specie weakness. Ghost doesn't actually fuck Soap, for a long, long time he only gives in enough to make Johnny feel good 1/6 37112
Reposted by ☁️creatureXIII @cxiii.bsky.social · 20/02/2026just me swooning at my own 🧼💀headworms again sometimes, if Ghost smiles wide enough, scars pull his lips random ways, and he immediately tries to stop smiling but Soap loves it so much he can hardly* contain himself ❤️ *he can't 💔 #ghoap • #potatoarts 241132214
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 18/02/2026but rest assured that i’m getting there and it’s still a priority of mine when my brain wants to cooperate! :’) 040
☁️ @saintlithic.bsky.social · 18/02/2026happy wednesday friends! ventilate ch 3 is still slowly being worked on i promise! it’s currently sitting at about 12k words with a bit more to go. i’m just having some difficulties with the final scene because I wrote myself into a bit of a corner 🙃 171
Reposted by ☁️Anniebot😌 @anniebot.bsky.social · 05/02/2026#onepostfic #ghoap Ghost is shirtless. Gloves, mask, shoes removed. Soap's eyes traces Ghost's tattoos as he ashes his cigarette out the window, his scars as Ghost drops his hand to press a thumb into the bruises on Soap's ankle. Soap's eyes blink in time to the emergency lights flashing by outside 0132