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Angelwings
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Author | Angel | 18+ | 🇨🇦 + 🇦🇺
You're picking up exactly what I was putting down! The Mohawk is a dead giveaway. 😊
September 15, 2025 at 8:16 AM
"Niece soon too, if all goes to plan." +1
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September 14, 2025 at 4:30 AM
Neither was the bare face that greeted him, nor the "Uncle Soap!" Shouted by said toddler as Simon questioned "Johnny?"
"You have a kid, Lt?"
Simon laughs, shaking his head. He opens the door further, letting him into the warm home. There's a picture I've the mantle of a wedding. "Nephew." 5/5
September 14, 2025 at 4:30 AM
Its gloomy in Manchester when Soap pulls his borrowed truck up to the little rowhouse. There's a light on inside. He steels himself and hurries through the drizzle, ducking under the little awning before he knocks.
Soap didn't know what he expected, but a toddler on Simon's arm wasn't it. 4/5
September 14, 2025 at 4:30 AM
But what else would pull him away so fast? Without a goodbye. Against protocol. Soap has to know. So he follows. He's got Simon's number, and Price offered an address only because he's concerned too. Gaz offered to come with, but this seemed to personal like maybe it was too far even for him. 3/5
September 14, 2025 at 4:30 AM
Everyone was exhausted from a long deployment. They were due for leave anyway, but when Simon left without a word. Nary a formal debrief or text, the others got worried to say the least.
"I'll go," Soap volunteers. Wants to- needs to- find out what happened. Simon doesn't talk about his family. 2/5
September 14, 2025 at 4:30 AM
5/5
“Does Ghost know I’ve got this?”

“He’s the one who made the copy for you.”
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New to threads, but hey! First time for everything. Enjoy this snippet from something new I'm cooking up. #bdsmfic #ghoap
September 7, 2025 at 12:10 PM
4/5“
The details?” When he shook his head, Price opened the top drawer of his desk and pulled an envelope from it. He offered it to Soap. “Take this with you, burn it when you’ve read it.”

Soap hesitantly took the sealed file, not opening it. Wouldn’t until Price told him to, or he was alone.
September 7, 2025 at 12:10 PM
3/5
The scotch made some sense now at least. Soap hid his grimace behind the glass, taking a sip. He wished it burned, but it was too nice of a bottle. “Not everything,” Soap said, feeling off balance. “Ghost was captured, betrayed by his CO, tortured, left to die, and then lost his family.”
September 7, 2025 at 12:10 PM
2/5
It wasn’t empty yet, but close. “I gave Simon the option, you or Gaz, he chose you.”

Soap blinked. “Sir?”

“How much do you know about Simon’s past?” Soap opened his mouth to answer, but stopped when Price held up his hand to stop him. “Before the 141. Mexico,” he clarified.
September 7, 2025 at 12:10 PM
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July 22, 2025 at 11:33 AM