ConstantVigilance
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The works are piling up, so rather than posting them all individually, I’ll be collecting them here and add new ones from time to time.
Most of them will be Ghoap-related, but every now and then there’ll be individual pieces of Ghost or Soap alone or with additional characters of the 141.There’s also a second collection for explicit content, which you can find now on my profile.
I will add new tags with each work.
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24 Jun 2026
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SCP-141-07
Item #: 141-07
Object Class: Thaumiel
Description: Discovered by SAS Captain [DATA REDACTED], entity 141-07 is a void mass of unknown origin and purpose. The entity is classed 'Thaumiel' due to its ability to destroy, eat, or absorb dangerous objects and entities unable to be otherwise contained with existing Foundation resources.
The entity has accepted the name 'Ghost', and responds favorably to male pronouns, though most appearances of Ghost defy categorical gender designation. Most often a black cat (141-07a), Ghost has formed a companionable relationship with Captain [DATA REDACTED], and his assigned handlers, Sergeants [DATA REDACTED] and [DATA REDACTED].Bookmarked by ConstantVigilance
22 Jun 2026
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“M’ not looking to publish, Price —”
“Send it, Simon,” Price insisted, that gleam turning into something entirely too serious. It was that unyielding type of faith Price had in him, the kind that made Simon think he could do impossible things. He’d spent years as a sniper, an assassin, a ghost on the field, but this — something so vulnerable and fragile, a peek at the childhood Simon had endured, was probably the most frightening of all.
And so, without having any idea of what he was doing, Simon sent it.
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08 Jun 2026
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Simon 'Ghost' Riley was fine.
At least, that's what he kept telling himself. Besides, the long sleeves were nothing new—Johnny liked to tease him for having the body temperature of a corpse, and he'd always preferred the extra layer anyway. If anyone noticed he'd added his usual skeleton gloves to his off-duty rotation, well… at least they were smart enough to keep their mouths shut.
Nothing had really changed. He still wore the mask, still kept to himself, still preferred to watch versus talk—
—and he checked his arm every morning the second he woke up, and every night right before he went to sleep.
— 🌻 —
or: what if hanahaki bloomed on your skin instead of in your lungs?
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18 May 2026
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"'Bout time we got another reptile in here," Gaz says brightly. "Maybe now Cap'll finally invest in some proper heaters."
Soap chuckles, smoke leaking from his nostrils when he grins. "Ah'm plenty warm," he teases, drawing Gaz under his wing, the snake wriggling happily, his round pupils shining as his cheeks flush pink. He rests his chin on Soap's shoulder with a tiny hiss, content to curl around him and soak up the heat of Soap's fire.
"Ghost is out on a mission," Price tells him. "You'll only get to meet him when it's basically wheels-up, unfortunately. He's, ah, a bit of a prickly sort, but impress him and you won't have any problems."
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18 May 2026