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Good evening!! I wonder where they are looking at

Thank you so much ☺️🥰

Three comic panels. Ghost and Soap are on leave, staying in their cabin in Scotland. They're having a little lie-in. 🧼: "Can I ask about them?" 💀: "The scars? 'Course you can" 🧼: "How'd you get this one?" (Scar on Ghost's chest) 💀: "Knife fight 6 years ago"

🧼: "This one?" (Scar on Ghost's face) 💀: "My father. Broken beer bottle" 🧼: "This?" (Scar on Ghost's throat) 💀: "Op in Russia. Awful intel, never seen Price that angry before" 🧼: "Is this one from..." (Scar on Ghost's side) 💀: "Yea, that's from Mexico... Meat hook through the ribs. Bit ironic in hindsight" 🧼: "Bleein' christ, Simon.. That sounds fucking awful"

Hurt/Comfort #ghostsoap

CW: Ghost's backstory and all the Horrors™ that entails, implied/referenced attempted suicide

Good morning!! Lazy Sunday

Winter wonderland

#ghoap
#ghostsoap

rain.
#GhostSoap

they finally got married!!

📸
#soapghost #ghoap

Ahh thank you so much for reading. Glad you enjoyed it ☺️

Three comic panels - a soldier sits next to soap and notices his wedding band after he takes off his glove soldier 1: "long assignment, eh?" soap: "aye.." soap: "can't wait to get home after this" soldier 1: "what's this? are you married, sir?"

four comic panels of the soldier and soap conversing soap: "aye! going onto a year now." solider 1: "ain't that hard? with all the time away?" soap: "nah, he're both military" soldier 1: "I'll be damned! she pickin you up at the airfield, then?" soap: "HE sure is"

How B Squad met their father 🫡
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#ghostsoap

But for now, he just holds Soap and he thanks whatever angel or godly being looked down on him one day and decided he was worthy to be graced with such happiness and peace.
(19 - Fin)

He breathes out slowly and presses his forehead to Soap’s. “Ok.”

And somehow, miraculously, that answer has always been enough for Soap.
He should tell him more often just how much he loves him.
(18)

“As long as you promise to marry me in every lifetime after that,” Soap responds.

Ghost can feel his cheeks flush. It’s not often they get a little cheesy with each other like this. Mainly because it makes Ghost freeze up and unsure of how to behave normally.
(17)

They simply look at each other for a moment before Ghost speaks again.
“Marry me in our next life then.”

Soap looks surprised for a moment before beaming his smile that makes Ghost’s heart beat faster.
Instinctively, they lean towards each other and their lips gently brush together.
(16)

Ghost doesn’t say anything for a moment. And then, “marry me”, streams past his lips.

Soap smiles gently and cups Ghost’s cheeks. “Simon. We’re already married. Have been for four years now.”

“I know.”
(15)

Time slows once more. Ghost must be losing his mind in his older age.

Or perhaps it’s just that his mind cannot fathom that someone so ethereal is his to love and to hold.

Soap laughs as he comes back to him.
“What about that time?”
(14)

knows he didn’t, cheeky bastard.

“Wasn’t ready.”

Soap chuckles and steps back into the pile, gathering more leaves. “Shall I count down from ten this time?”
Soap doesn’t even make it to five before he throws the leaves again.
(13)

It makes Ghost stutter, that such a beautiful being could possibly find someone like him easy to love.

He feels a leaf land in his hair. Soap is quickly in front of him and reaching up to pull it from his greying blonde locks.

“Did you get the photo, Simon?”
He’s smiling like he already
(12)

But even amongst such warmth, his electric blue eyes break through the veil like a beacon and meet Ghost’s, and they’re lit up like he’s staring at a precious artwork in a gallery.
(11)

After a quick countdown, he throws his arms up and launches the leaves into the air.
They twirl and flutter as they slowly fall back down to the ground.

Ghost forgets to take a photo.

He’s too focused on Soap. A laughing and grinning Soap surrounded by rainbows of reds and golds.
(10)

accused him of being.

Soap hurries over to a giant pile of leaves someone has created. “Will you take a picture for me, Simon? We’re due to send one to ma.”

Ghost nods and takes out his phone, readying the camera. Soap steps into the pile and gathers an armful of leaves.
(9)

grounds him, holds him down in the present so he isn’t swept back into the past.

Ghost should thank him for sticking around more often.

Before he can say something, Soap suddenly lets go of his hand and diverts off the path. Ghost follows him like the shadow Price and Gaz have always
(8)

aids adjusting.

They begin to stroll down a path in the dewy grass, keeping to the left as a few early morning bike riders pass by.
Their boots crunch through already fallen leaves and flowers.

It’s quiet, but it doesn’t feel suffocating like it used to. The familiar warmth of Soap
(7)

Soap appears at his side and takes his left hand as always. He never strays far from Ghost’s left.

He’s teased him about being like velcro sometimes but Soap always says it’s the best spot to hear him from.
Ghost’s ears prick up now as he hears the faint, high-pitched sound of Soap’s hearing
(6)

of them.
“Should we pull over?” Soap asks.

Ghost doesn’t have to answer, the car is already moving off the road as Soap speaks.
They stop on a stretch of gravel and push themselves out of their seats.

The crisp, chilly air bites at their exposed skin as they quickly sling their jackets on.
(5)

and seeing the reflection of his partner in the glass reminds him of just how lucky he’s been.

Soap begins to slow the car down as they approach the next town. The road is lined with tall poplar trees in glowing shades of red, orange and gold.

Ghost shifts in his seat to get a better view
(4)

wanted to properly discover.
Renting cars and letting their curiosity take them wherever they feel they should go.

Ghost has never had or felt such freedom. Roaming the world with no real itinerary.

It certainly took some adjusting to, but looking out the window towards the mountains
(3)

that brings the change tickling his cheeks whenever he’s outside.

They’re currently in a car travelling through the south alpine regions of Australia.
Upon their honourable discharges, Ghost and Soap had decided not to settle.

Instead, they made a rough list of countries they’ve always
(2)

🍁 Fields of Peace 🍁

fluff, retirement thread, ghost lost in love, #ghoap

🍁 🍁 🍁

There’s something truly magical about autumn that Ghost has never really taken the time to appreciate before.
The season holds a quality of peacefulness and tranquility that embraces him, the cool air
(1)

Australia has the ‘Biggest Morning Tea’ to help raise funds for cancer research and care ☕️