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The misunderstanding. The yearning.
You're killing me here cap
Chewing on my knuckles and tearing open the walls
I'm so feral for this series
A ppart five of love potion where Soap is forced to watch Simon "serve" Roba?
That is so horrendous and terrible, anon I will literally kiss you on the lips from how much I love this
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4
Ghost knew that Soap and Roach were up to something. Whatever it was, it didn’t involve him as far as he could tell. He was tired. So tired. He hadn’t been able to sleep in a while.
That’s why he fell asleep while with his Lady. She had been riding him and he had stepped away from himself like always. As long as she enjoyed herself, that was the important part. Who cared if he drifted away as long as his body stayed… interested?
Ghost felt the sting of the slap. She started to curse in her language and jumped off of him.
He went to get up, to apologize and take his leave to giver her space, but she shoved him hard on to the bed.
“Stay right there. I have told Roba that running you ragged ruins you. Your performance is pathetic.” She sounded so angry but there was a tinge of concern. Pilar was always the nicer of them and he dimly hoped that maybe this was one of the rare times she stuck up for him. “Stay here for the day. Sleep.”
Ghost swallowed. “Thank you.”
Pilar scoffed, but she softened just a little. Ghost felt his heart do something funny. It wasn’t like with Soap or Roach. It felt less like his heart fluttered and more that someone ripped into his chest and squeezed his heart.
“I said sleep.”
Ghost smiled slightly but his eyes drifted close. After a week of nothing, it was too easy.
Pilar put her head on his chest as they laid together.
Roba came back from his time away and, despite how nice Pilar was about it, she still had him whipped. He had Ghost kneel down on the floor. “Shame I can’t do this in front of everyone. Your appearance is just too different though. Even if I cut off those fucking ears, they’ll still be able to tell.”
Roba kissed the whip before striking his back. Ghost closed his eyes as pain lanced through that mark. Blood dripped as his skin just tore.
“You still haven’t found that thing in the woods.” He hit him again, the leather going straight through Ghost. Ghost forced himself to make a small pained sound. If he was quiet, Roba would try to hit him harder or would escalate it. Better to give him what he wants.
“There ya go, sweetheart. Remember this next time you fail, yeah?” He hit him again. And again.
Ghost made a noise every so often, but honestly? The pain wasn’t much anymore. Blood spilled and he knew he’d start to feel light headed soon.
He loved them.
He loved Roba so much.
Sometimes, it hurt that they were so much nicer to each other than him.
When was the last time he had felt… loved?
Ghost let out a sob in to the otherwise silent room and there was a pause. Roba let the leather of the whip trail against his open wounds. “Oh, sweetheart.”
No.
No, no, no,no, no,no,noooo,no.
“Poor thing. Stay on your knees.” Roba patted his face. “Feeling lonely lately? Surrounded by us vile humans? Unable to even talk about yourself? Must be terrible.”
Ghost glared up at him. He hadn’t felt so alone recently. Honestly. Things had become easier with Johnny and Roach.
A knock.
It was so loud.
Roba looked displeased as he crossed the room to the door. He opened it slightly and looked inside. “MacTavish.”
“Hello, sir. I haven’t been able to find Ghost. We’re supposed to go out tonight to hunt for the creature.”
Roba looked back at Ghost before glancing at MacTavish. “Can you keep a secret?”
“I… I can, sir.”
“Come in.”
Ghost felt himself deflate. No… No…
Soap walked in and he could hear how his heart picked up.
“My prized possession.” Roba spoke softly. “He’s freshly punished, so he won’t have his usual wit about him. It’s how I prefer him honestly.” He yanked him back by his hair. “Would you like a lesson over elves?”
“I know how to kill them. I feel that’s enough.” Soap sounded nervous.
Roba hummed. “Their mouths are sharp. Not just their teeth, even the flesh of their tongue. It’s textured. Not the best for oral, which is a real disappointment.” He shoved his fingers into Ghost’s mouth, holding his head. “A masochist might like it. You a masochist?”
“No, sir.”
“Shame.” Roba backhanded Ghost who let out a soft groan. He spit up a mix of blood and saliva at his Lord’s feet. “Might finally have a use for that mouth.” He grabbed Ghost’s chin and held him tight. “Guess not. But trust me, they have plenty of other uses.”
Soap walked around him, trying to look at Ghost’s face he assumed. He wished he wouldn’t. This was humiliating enough. Truly. “That so, sir?” His voice was tight as he stared down at him.
“Sir, please. This is unnecessary. I can put my gear on and go back out.” Ghost swallowed. “I’ll find it this time.”
Roba stared at him before yanking him around but his hair. “Did i ask elf? No. I didn’t. One day I’ll cut that tongue of yours out. You barely speak anyway.” He glanced at Soap and then Pilar.
Ghost looked at him, blood still dripping from all the broken skin.
Roba put him on the bed, all gentle like. Lovers. Even prepped him. Trying to put on a show for his captive audience no doubt.
Ghost pleaded to him quietly to please dismiss Soap first. He was his superior. This was awful. Please, do anything else just don’t do this. Let him have a little dignity.
Roba put his hand around his throat. “Shut. Up.”
Ghost buried his face in the bed and tried to be silent. To disappear and never ever be seen again.
Soap swallowed so loudly he could hear it over Roba’s grunting. “Can i?..”
“Yes.”
Ghost felt fingers card through his hair. So gentle and sweet.
“Simon. A little effort, yeah?”
Ghost shivered and made fake whimpers into the bedding. He looked at Soap and they accidentally made eye contact. It was so intense.
Soap let out a breath. Pity.
Ghost wanted to cry. He instead glared at Soap before burying his face back into the sheets as he serviced Roba. His hips rocked back and he tried His best to speed this process up.
Soap ran his fingers along his cheek and Ghost bit him, sinking his teeth into the kind flesh that wished to be nice to him. Soap didn’t pull away, instead letting him keep his teeth into him.
“Barely even sentient. A step above an animal.” Roba smiled. “You’re not allowed to touch him like this. But you can watch. You’re clearly enjoying it.”
Ghost looked up to see Soap was, in fact, fucking hard. From his humiliation. Humans were awful.
They were cruel.
And fucking sadists.
“You can get off.”
“No, thank you, sir.” Soap wouldn’t look at Ghost’s eyes now.
Roba continued to fuck him until he finished. He pulled out and fixed his pants. “Simon. Get up and get clean. Then put on your armor and find that fucking monster.” He slapped his ass hard and Ghost wasn’t sure he could get anymore red.
Pilar and Roba left and it was quiet for a while before Soap started moving. He cleaned up the wounds on his back silently. “Im sorry… i didn’t… i didn’t mean.”
“Shut up. You got off on it didn’t you?”
“No! Its not like that! I sweat just…”
“You find it sexually attractive. Me being fucking degrading.”
Soap winced. “No. Sorry i didn’t mean to react to it, just… you’re attractive but i swear its not… i don’t…”
Ghost stood up, feeling such an intense pain everywhere. His back. His fucking… He grabbed the bed to keep himself steady. “Just give me my fucking clothes.”
Soap handed them to him. “I really… I’m sorry.”
“Shut up. Let’s just fucking go.”
Soo, jurassic park/world ghostsoap au?
Like ghost taking his nephew to jurassic world and soap being an employee there
Or soap taking his nephew there and ghost being the employee
There was more to it, but I forgot bc this came to me at 2 am
Or maybe it could be like like a camp cretaceous au
Like the 141 would go the park(?) And gaz, soap, ghost, and roach would be the kids, and the price and laswell could be the caretakers(???) And also farah and Alex could also be there and blah blah blah idk
Sooo, I know that a streamer ghostsoap au exists
But is there an au where they met through like minecraft or smth(I'm guessing yes but I mean no streaming)
Like just them meeting on a random server and slowly becoming friends and blah blah blah
Also, if they were to make a server together, soap gives me the vibe of a speed runner, so he'll already be in the end while ghost just hot stone tools or smth
Idk what this is, might delete it later
So, does anyone know if a librarian ghostsoap au exists?
Bc this was another random thought that came to my head and it won't go away.
But like, imagine retired librarian ghost wondering who this handsome idiot that comes to the library basically every day and won't leave him alone.
Or retired librarian soap who's wondering who this handsome but weird stranger is that comes I every few days to get a new book.
(Or they don't have to be retired at all like yk they just didn't go to the military or whatever)
Soo what do you people think about cod x transformers au?
Once more, I have no idea what this is. My friend is making me watch transformers w her, and now my brain decided to mic it w cod
And like the 141 could be the autobots or whatever (and I also really like the thought of soap being a human bc he gives me the vibes of a mechanic )
Do w this blog what you wish bc I really have no idea what or how this thing came to me. Also, idk if this has already been created, but it came to me randomly, and I'm too lazy to check if this already exists
Soo, I saw a few priest x demon ghostsoap au and what about priest x god/angel au? Idk if someone already created it, but if they did pls send me a link or smth
And i think that soap and ghost would fit both roles bc:
In some fan fics, soap is absolutely in love w ghost, and he practically worships him already so just make soap into a priest and ghost into an angel/god
And it could be reversed bc in some fics, it's the opposite, and ghost is absolutely in love w soap so just make ghost the priest and soap an amgel/god
Honestly, idk what this is. It's 1:23 am rn and I should be asleep
Most likely, gonna delete this later
Okay but what do yall think ghoap wedding looks like? Like is it a big ass party and there's tons of people there? Or is it more of a only close people wedding like yk only the 141 and Alejandro and Rudy and idk Farah and Alex maybe? Idk. Or the third option is, is it like private thing between the two of them? Like they don't tell anyone that they're getting married, they don't even tell them they're engaged until like something something and one of them calls the other one their husband when the 141 are nearby and they get suspicious and then they find out they're married and blah blah blah you get the idea.
Soo more detective ghost x serial killer soap au
1. How did ghost like create the mafia:
A) He like got it from his father bc his father created the mafia and then he died and then ghost became the boss and he was like: nah I'm gonna turn this into something better, and now the mafia is still there but they're like yk not like selling drugs to people or smth
Or
B) He created it himself bc he decided that he's gonna do some good, and by that, I mean he's gonna start killing the bad people and he covered it as him making a police station or whatever. And then sometime later, the 141 and some other people joined him, and now they're working together.
2. Idk about yall, but I'm all in for the idea for Johnny and Kyle being best friends. Like imagine they met a few years back when they were in high school or smth, and now Kyle is a 'police officer' and Johnny is an artist or whatever. And what if Simon doesn't tell Johnny the stuff from work because he doesn't want to think about work when he's at home, but Kyle tells him every detail of the Soap's guys case and also some other stuff from work which helps soap clean up his kills better.
I'm bored rn so actors cod au or something idk this has most likely been created already bit idc
Price would be the director of the whole thing
Laswell would be a manager
Gaz soap ghost and roach are actors
They would be well known that you heard of them but not enough to call them famous
Okay, so I was just on Instagram, and I saw a pause to see what trope u are, and I got masquerade, so:
Soap and ghost meeting on a masquerade ball bc something something they both are like mafia bosses or something and blah blah blah they get along and they fall in love
And it's either as simple as that or they can be enemies, but at the time of the masquerade ball, they didn't know so some time later either ghost kidnaps soap or the other way around
And then they are like: wait, I know you
And then they become enemies bc they think they can't be together and then someone threatens(?) Both gangs and so they work together and after everything they decided to work together and so soap and ghost start dating
(Also, idk about the rest, but I think that soap would be in one gang(?) With Gaz and Nik and ghost would be together with Price and Roach and maybe someone else)
Okay, so I saw and read a few of detective soap and serial killer ghosts, but I haven't seen a reverse au(I think) like yk
Ghost would be the detective, along with the rest of the 141, and soap would be the serial killer
And soap got his name from the fact thar he kills people and cleans up after. And I mean cleans. He will clean up blood and everything else, and then he would put his victims into a casual position like - if they died in a bedroom, they would be put in a sleeping like position.
And then Simon would cone home after a long day of trying to find this soap guy and there would be dinner on the table and his husband Johnny would be waiting for him by the table to ask about his day.
oh my god this buffoon
what an idiot. No one can draw him quite as stupid as this. It's so beautiful
Misunderstandings part 4
They look like gummy bears :3
Pikmin!
Thank you for everyones suggestions in the asks! ♡♡♡♡ I've been reading through them and adding them to a spreadsheet 😤😤😤
"Just, please... please. I'll beg."
Poly_TF_141 x sex-demon_reader Prt:2
Read part 1 here 》 ....
A_N:... Continuation of the previous! This is part two, and to do with Werewolf Soap going into 'heat' but not the abo kinda heat. Soo, expect more wolf like behavior, and again, the same warnings apply.
CW.|.TW:... Sexual content. Intended male reader. Bottom but Dom reader. Polly-cule TF 141. Religious depictions of demons. Allusion to Reader having an Eating Disorder and the recovery there of. Ghost x Soap x Reader
It had taken some time and effort, but finally, finally, you were OK with the casual emotion that the team shared with one another.
Being a permanent member of the team seemed to help. You even put on weight in the recent months that you've actually fed semi regularly, although it wasn't anywhere near what you should be getting but it was miles better then the months you used to starve through.
Price made sure that any time between missions, there was some form of sexual intention in his team.
Not the hardest thing when all of them have been intemit with each other for years before you joined in with the physical side of things. And Price let you have your fill of him whenever he saw that drop in you again.
But someone else came knocking that night.
A blushing Soap who was leaning heavily on your door frame, looking almost shy for his bulkier body. He hardly says anything as you beckon him in. Eyes still down cast even as he leaves the door ajar and is sitting all but an inch away from you.
"I wan'ed te ask ya if yeh would..." he starts, blush spreading down his neck. "Can ye. I just wanted.."
That's when you felt a pulse of a sweeter emotion, a spiking arousal that was tainted with a primal urge. This absolute need for something so deeply sexual it was practically making your mouth water.
"Your lycanthopic urge?" You question,
"Aye, my heat kinda snuck up on me." He answers with a curt nod. Still not looking at you.
Your fingers find his chin, easily lifting his stubble edged jaw, so he was nose to nose with you.
Soap had dilated pupils, only elipsed by this thin sliver of his irus. Those needs already making his mind want to lean in and chase those lips of yours. Instead, he flicks his eyes back up, that emotion growing thicker, sweeter, with the movement.
"Just please..." he half begs, already so desperate. "Please. I'll beg. I'll go away if ye don't wanna, but I just.."
"Ok, I will lend you help."
You've hardly gotten the sentence out before Soap jumps you. Stealing breathless kiss after breathless kiss.
Guiding your hands to his skin, slipping them under his clothes, and soaking in the warmth with your skin on his. He gets so touch starved, so sensitive to it, when he's like this.
You near fucking his throat with a long split toungue isn't helping him think any more coherently. He tried to ignore the gentle tangle of your hands as you started getting him undressed. Body more demonic with the crackling desires streaming from Johnny's need for intimacy.
"You still got your mind in one peace there lad?"
A deep rumble follows from the door, Ghost standing there with his head tilted. Commenting, "Dumb Mutt just got one thing on his mind."
"You came to watch or pass along something or another."
"Oh, I wanna watch."
Simon crosses the distance from the door to your bed in two quick strides, fingers gliding in the panting Soap's hair. Pulling him back by the grip he has on the werewolf's Mohawk.
"Mainly to see this one don't hurt ya, hun. But to see if yah would need help."
Johnny rolls his hips against your thigh, toungue lulling out past his fangs and bruised lips. Eyes unfocused as he tries to keep his body still while miserably failing.
"Can get a bit one tracked and forget who's helpen 'em. And Price warned me yah got a habit of ignoring yourself."
"Acceptable. Just help me strip him before he cums in his pants."
"Alright hun."
You end up kneeling with Soap, hopelessly humping against your thighs with you stretching out your back so you can reach for Ghost as he leans back. Your hands trace over the fat of his thighs before using your tail to wrap around Johnny's waist, keeping a firm grip to help him actually get what he wants.
His cock already painfully hard, pulsing with each beat his heart had. He was happy to be pulled to where you wanted him, all but panting into your nape as he ruts up against you.
It's always that first breach that knocks the breath from you, but Soap sits still after he's fully sheathed. Just trying to feel as much as he can with skin against skin as that lusty haze fills his mind.
When he does start moving, it's at a brutal pace. Hardly pulling out before shoving back in all the way. Jolting your whole body.
That thickly suffocating emotion had your throat vibrating in the closest thing your kin could produce to a purr. Easily keeping him steady and against you with your tail. You could feel his back tense and ripple with each roll of his hips, with your tail snugly against his waist as he licks along any skin he can.
You heal too fast for him to see the hackies he's working along your shoulders, but the darker marks of his teeth do stick just a bit longer.
It's Simon who traces the rivets of your ram like horns, eyes watching the hitch in your breath. Fingers ever so gentle as he traces all the dents and scrapes along them; careful to rub his palms down the curve against your skull. And you can taste the lust that's just as strong from him.
When Soap had cum with a snarl, as he bared his teeth against your spine, you could feel how the tired feeling was pulsing along the need to keep going. He was hard and needy as he couldn't set a rhythm with the fatigue settling along.
He must have tried to get off before getting the courage to ask for your help.
Feeling a bit sorry for the werewolf, you roll him over; turning to face Simon as you hover over Johnny's body. Watching as Soap mouths over Simon's dick through his boxers, those sex blown eyes watching him.
When you started the roll off your hips, against the shivering Soap who moans egging you on; you saw Ghost lift his gaze. Watching you ride the other with ease.
"Shit." Ghost comments,
He hefts himself up to his knees, nearly covering Johnny's face with his crotch. The wolf didn't seem to mind. Just mouthing and licking at all he could reach. Soaking more of the fabric with his spit.
"Price gave this view no justice when he told me 'bout it."
Redoubled your efforts as more warmth flooded you, but Soap didn't soften. He only meets every roll down with a thrust up.
"Don't know why any of you enjoy it, and not the action."
Johnny is whimpering under Ghost, body trembling in over stimulation. Mind lost in the throws of the absolute pleasure you're helping pump through his very soul.
"More ta do with ya looking like yah enjoying yaself then the act alone."
"You have to be none-"
Those fingers dance over your horns, finally pulling a quiet noise from you. He leaned into you, sharing the quick hiffs of air you're both taking.
"That," Ghost repeats the action. You don't moan this time, but the effect is still evident. "Is what we enjoy of this."
"Prove it."
"Gladly hun." Before his eyes roll back into his skull, "Fuck... watch the teeth soldier."
Soap had pulled his boxers off with just his teeth, getting to his dick. At the comment, Johnny bared his teeth against the intimate skin of Simon's inner thigh. So close to him that the danger runs his blood just that bit hotter.
And for all that Ghost likes the danger, that bit of pain, he doesn't actually want to bite him. And not nearly as hard as he bites at you.
"He will tire out soon, just a warning."
Simon clasps at your horns, pulling you closer by them.
"Not for long hun, he'll be up and wanting more in no time." He presses his lips against yours, mumbling with a smirk, "and I wanna tag team him when he does."
Oh my gosh, WAIT. Another interaction featuring Soaps new skin. They recreate that scene in HTTYD 2 between Stoick and Valka 🫢
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There’s no way. The man who died right in front of his eyes, standing there alive. His sergeant, his teammate, Soap.
Johnny was the only thing that circled in Ghosts head. In disbelief, he slowly approached him. Soap shifted his position, holding his ground as the green smoke illuminated around him.
Soap: “I know what you’re going to say, LT.”
Soap: “How could I have done this? Stayed away all this time. Why didn’t I come back to you?”
He said expectedly.
Ghost continued to slowly walk up to him, not uttering a word. Soap continued to speak, keeping cation as Ghost grew closer.
Soap: “Oh don’t be so Stoic, Ghost. Go on, shout, scream, say something-“
His sentence was cut off as a warm hand cupped his cheek. Soap finally dared to look into Ghost eyes, only seeing nothing but pure love reflecting in them.
Ghost: “You’re as beautiful as the day I lost you…”
the urge to draw Ghost and Soap in matching Babygirl T-Shirts is way too high...
if i do hypothetical draw them should i add König?
hmmm
ghost good at motivating
Ghost needs his daily hugs
"Aye, don't mind him, he does this sometimes. Ye were saying?"
They’re idiots. It’s perfect.