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#GhostSoap #soapghost #JohnSoapMacTavish #SimonGhostRiley

A brain worm - Cherry.

Dry heat, low water, and ever present wind made for sweat soaked clothing and boiled heads. An hour or two more of this, and they'd be loading back into some vehicle to trail home to -
May 16, 2025 at 4:11 PM
|| #GhostSoap #SoapGhost - Part 2 ||

"Of fuckin' course not."

Soap repeated, exhaling the words like smoke from his lungs. He just needed two small words more, two more and he could begin the process of stuffing the atmosphere back into a box that was never meant to be -

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|| #GhostSoap #SoapGhost - Hurt/Comfort || P1

"I hate ye."

Too late to take it back. Too late to reverse. The sharp sucking intake of breath that followed too slow to pull the words back in.

"Then we are done."

Regret mirrored in two sets of eyes. Neither backing down, both -
May 15, 2025 at 10:59 PM
|| #GhostSoap #SoapGhost - Hurt/Comfort || P1

"I hate ye."

Too late to take it back. Too late to reverse. The sharp sucking intake of breath that followed too slow to pull the words back in.

"Then we are done."

Regret mirrored in two sets of eyes. Neither backing down, both -
May 15, 2025 at 12:16 PM
#GhostSoap #soapghost #JohnSoapMacTavish

Bedtime Brain Worm

Niether man is used to existing soundly. Both are trained to be alert, eyes up and all that. Sleeping was no different, and it was often done with one eye open. Ears primed to catch the smallest of sounds and limbs loaded with tension-
May 14, 2025 at 3:04 PM
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January 29, 2025 at 2:51 PM