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Ghost thought he was over this. He'd been over this for years. But here he was, waking up in the feeling of his own blood like he was a teenager again, feeling just as awful as he did every single time.
Some good old hurt/comfort because fuck cramps and your body being out of your control.
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16 Jun 2024
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this is where all my ghostsoap fics are :) wanted to make a series of them because i like to have things in folders n such
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13 Jun 2024
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Laughing in the face of death (or is it laughing at me?) by xjaager
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
28 Feb 2023
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There is only so much a man trapped in a time loop can take. Soap is quickly approaching this limit.
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Soap gets stuck in a time loop. For the first time in his life Ghost is not the resident 141 cryptid. -
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The mission brief was simple, the words all familiar and put in an order that almost made Ghost bored. All goes well and he doesn't think twice about the sequence of events.
Except he wakes up to do it again. And again. And again. And he can't help but overthink his time with the man next to him. -
Hound's Isekai Adventure to a Modern Warfare of the Heart by mmteku123
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
29 Oct 2023
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In this gripping story, I wake up in a different body, I am inside my video game avatar. Confusion, fear, and curiosity overwhelm me as I find myself in a military boot camp. As I adapt to my new reality, I face the intimidating presence of the constant threat of this game. War. Constant War.
"Hound, how copy?" a familiar voice crackles out my radio. My mouth drys as my eyes follow whom I thought was my lieutenant. It's not him. It's not my team. I press on my radio to respond, but my voice fails me as I see the figure quickly turn around and lock eyes on where my general location is. I duck further into my hideout. Their eyes!
They are like two sapphires, cool and captivating, set against the backdrop of a black sniper hood. They quickly turn around and I witness the untamed spirit of a relentless hunter, forever on the prowl in the heart of the wilderness as they eliminate our target in the warehouse and all the unfortunate souls who were there.
"Target eliminated. Guys, there is someone else here," then I feel it. A gun barrel pressed against my back. Well, SHIT.