TypedByNight
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Whatever Ghost was expecting when he looked at Soap's sketchbook, it certainly was not a catalog of dicks.
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Ghost finally lets Soap draw him.
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He said We'd Soldier on and then the War Would Bring us Peace by TypedByNight
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
30 May 2026
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“No more rules,” Price snarls as he turns to look at the spectre haunting him. Ghost stands in his full kit, knife twirling in his hand and he stares his old captain down. The expression on his face is the same every time Price sees him now. Anger. Detachment. Resignation.
“A bit late for that, yeah? Your rules got Johnny killed, and then when it’s convenient to you, they are abandoned without a second thought.” Ghost stalks forward, the twisted snarl on his face distorting the skull pattern on his balaclava. Price can see the dried blood staining the white part of the design.
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Price can't handle the fucking guilt.
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“You don’t drink milk,” Soap said dryly as Ghost approached the table.
Ghost scuffed his feet across the floor as he walked, fabrics swishing back and forth. Soap hid his frown. Usually Ghost was quieter than a cat. Was he injured? Was that why he was walking funny? It would be just like the man to slip in the rain and pull his back, but decide not to tell anyone.
“It’s good to try new things occasionally, Sergeant. Broadens your horizons.” Ghost replied, a little too loudly. He came to a stop next to Soap, but continued fidgeting, tapping his foot and shifting back and forth. What the fuck?
“You're lactose intolerant,” Soap said flatly.
“Maybe I've grown out of it since the last time I checked.”
“You don’t grow out of lactose intolerance, Ghost,” Gaz chimed in.
“You had to take half the day off after eating a bowl of ice cream just last week,” Price said, looking unimpressed.
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One rainy day on TF 141's homebase, Ghost is acting strangely. Soap is determined to find out why.
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I'm the Heartbreak that Aches far too much to be Shunned by TypedByNight
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
17 May 2026
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Suddenly Kyle just can’t take it anymore. He slams his hands on the table. “What the fuck is wrong with you, huh?” Ghost looks over at him confused. “I would have thought you’d have something, anything, to say about this! You’re just ok with him replacing Soap?”
“Sergeant!” Price barks, but all of Gaz’s focus is on Ghost right now, no matter that the man just looks lost in the face of his fury.
“Did you ever fucking care about him? Huh? Because if you did I don’t understand how you just woke up one day and decided to stop-”
“That is enough!” Price snarls.
“No! I want to hear what he has to fucking say for himself,” Kyle spits back.
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Not knowing that Soap is still around as a ghost, Gaz is overwhelmed with grief over losing his best friend and can't understand why Ghost seemingly isn't anymore. After seeing Ghost talk to empty air like Soap is still there, Gaz comes to an understandable mis-conclusion.
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- Part 3 of Soap the Friendly Ghost
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He was sure Johnny hadn’t met his soulmate yet. He’d braced himself for Johnny asking to see Ghost's soulmark. To see that it didn't match and finally have the fantasy crash down. To realize that Ghost truly was unlovable.
He couldn't imagine Soap having a soulmate and interacting with Ghost the way he did. Even if the flirting and soft touches were purely platonic, Ghost had seen Johnny take home strangers from bars. Not the action of a man with a soulmate. At least not a man as honorable and loyal as the Scot.
"You don't talk about them much," Ghost said hesitantly, suddenly at a loss as to where this conversation was going. Come to think of it, Soap never talked much about soulmates at all.
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On a late night when neither of them can sleep, Soap and Ghost end up sharing cigarettes and talking about soulmates.
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A story about choosing who you love.
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- Part 1 of Tangles in the Red Strings of Fate
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Sweet Musings (or Night's trans ghost fics) by TypedByNight
Fandom Call of Duty (Video Games)
11 Jul 2026
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A short fic series about Trans Masc Ghost and Cis Soap. Mostly fluff. Some smut. One very brief bit of planned ambiguous angst.
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This series follows the events of MWIII. Soap dies, but remains in the world as a ghost. The fics will be arranged chronologically.
There's going to be some angst, but the vast majority of it is intended to be cute and fluffy.
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A series about choosing who you love, even when it goes against "fate" and societal expectations
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A series or short connected fics about what might have happened if Ghost’s mom had murdered her abusive husband and how it might have impacted Ghost’s life.
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- 2,248
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i don’t care how far, just wait (dawn) by thejanuscript
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
26 Jun 2026
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“Would you come with me?” Simon asks quietly.
“Where?”
“Back out to sea.”
A sharp needle of pain zips up Johnny’s earlobe at his words. He winces, features pinching, but he doesn’t wrench himself away like he would have done before. Johnny lets Simon hold him, leans into the familiar chill of his fingers, hoping it’ll chase away the throbbing pain.
Johnny laughs through it. “I doubt yer captain would be all that welcomin’ of a siren aboard his Jolly Roger.”
The crease between Simon’s brows smooths out. “But if he was?”
Johnny smiles sadly, watching the way Simon’s eyes glint with that pirate greed. That hunger.
Simon is a fool. A sweet, kindhearted, gentle fool of a man and a shitty excuse for a pirate. The thought makes Johnny’s heart clench painfully in his chest.
“Aye,” Johnny says, meeting Simon’s eyes. “I would.”
OR: The countless times Johnny unknowingly aids a pirate captain, and one time he saves him.
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26 Jun 2026
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Soap was feverishly hot- but maybe that was because the base's air conditioning was busted. As reasonable as that sounded, he was fairly certain the real reason was either Ghost pressed impossibly close him- his mask pulled up just enough to reveal his scarred chin, thin white lines that decorated up and around the cleft lip- Ghost’s sharp snaggle canine digging into the soft junction of his throat as the man bit down, or it was König pressed in behind him, cold hands underneath his shirt and blunted nails dragging across his chest, and the hair raising hardness he could feel through his shirt against his back.
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Soap somehow ends up between Ghost and König. Fun times ensue.
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25 Jun 2026
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Price thinks it would be a good idea to run a training drill with one simple objective. Capture Ghost. Seems easy enough right? No one would have an unfair advantage at all, definitely not Soap
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19 Jun 2026
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Farmhand Simon causes trouble showing New Farmhand Johnny the ropes.
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- Part 11 of CoD Fuckery
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18 Jun 2026
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“Missed me,” Ghost crackles in his ear. Warm, teasing. A tone that Soap is almost certain is reserved for him.
Soap scoffs. "Prove it."
“Aw,” Ghost tuts. “Don’t trust me?”
No one I trust more, Sir. He doesn’t say it. Not that he isn’t sure Ghost already knows; if he’s even half as inhumanly perceptive as everyone gives him credit for, then he has to know, has to feel that tangible presence orbiting between them. (The direct acknowledgement of this entity feels too unshakably taboo. A point of no return that takes the shape of something gnarly; a feral elephant in the room that threatens to maul one or both of them down if addressed.)
“Bastard,” he grumbles instead. Wonders if his voice is as thick with affection over the com as it sounds spoken aloud. Would it matter, if it was?
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[smut all the way down with a healthy dose of yearning]
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10 Jun 2026