forgot tags #ghost #price #roba #cod #mw2 #comic

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Inspired by the two new ear piercings I got today and thinking about the piece of pencil graphite that's been in my mom's hand since she was little

The medics sawed off the parts that stuck out so now there's just like- two metal bits sticking out of the heavy scar tissue? I'm not sure about the specifics if someone wants a stick figure drawing for representation I can try lol

wait omg that's such a good idea!! in my mind I had soap starting to talk louder and making Ghost more overstimulated and then pausing and realizing what he was doing to his superior (best friend? crush?) and sinking into actual silence for the first time with a mumbled apology

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him?”
“No. He needs rest, and I intend to let him get it.”
“Captain, can I just peek into the room? Just to know he’s okay?” Soap pleads.
(11/11)

“Shut the fuck up, you idiot,” he hisses, glancing back into the office, supposedly at Ghost, before glaring at them again, “I just got him to calm down and sleep, and if you fuckheads wake him up it’ll be the last thing you do.”
Soap freezes, “You’re talking about Ghost? Can I see (10/11)

Is Ghost in here?” Soap asks, knocking on the door to announce his presence. A grunt and some shuffling is heard before Price opens the door a tad and glares at his two sergeants. (9/11)

“Mate, c’mon, let’s get you back to bed and you can find him in the morning!” Gaz whines, pulling on Soap’s arm.
“Ghost!? Ghost, where are ye!?” the man shouts, stopping in front of the Captains office when he sees a sliver of light peeking through the gap at the bottom of the door, “Cap? (8/11)

Gaz tries to pull him back down, but Soap was determined, speeding down the hallway to Ghost's room. When he opens the door quickly, he finds it empty, only his piles of vomit.
Gaz follows behind Soap as the man goes on a hunt for Ghost. (7/11)

no longer smells of vomit.
“I need to go see him,” Soap whispers, slipping on the clean clothes Gaz had brought him.
“That’s probably not a good idea…” Gaz warns.
“I haftae, where is he?” Soap stands up, ready to find him. (6/11)

Soap take off his jeans and boxers next before turning the water on, waiting for it to warm, and handing the showerhead to Soap. Soap lets the water wash the vomit off his body, Gaz scrubbing body wash into his skin, shampoo and conditioner into his hair, letting him wash it off until he (5/11)

I don’t know what made Ghost act like that, I didn’t mean for him to completely flip like that, I didn’t know, I promise.”
Soap looks up at his friend from his spot on the bench as Gaz begins helping him out of his shirt, “Oh… Where’s Ghost?” he slurs.
“With Price, I think.” Gaz helps (4/11)

Why was I in Ghost’s bed? Is’e okey?”
Gaz sighs, “I- I thought it’d be funny, okay? Ghost would wake up and be all mad that you’re in your bed and you’ll be embarrassed, I had no idea that this would end this way. I’m so sorry, Soap. (3/11)

Gaz stumbles down the hallway with a woozy Soap, arm wrapped around his shoulders. Once they make it to the communal showers, Gaz deposits the vomit-covered man onto the handicap bench.
Soap looks up to Gaz with concern and questions written all over his face, “Wha’ happened? (2/11)

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Nothing ever good comes of the stuff.”
Price holds Ghost a little tighter at that, running calloused hands up and down the man's back.
(7/7)