Kitsuyake
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Soap only wanted to know Ghost's real name.
He just wished that he would've found out under better circumstances.
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Soap goes for a tattoo by an artist he can't quite get a read on, and ends up with more than he ever hoped to get from it.
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“D’ya know who I am?” Ghost asked, and Soap thought it almost arrogant. When he met his eyes, however, Soap could only see a genuine curiosity.
“I dinnae ken,” Soap mused. “Think I’ve seen that mask on a poster before.” He pointed at the skull with a teasing smile, hoping it came across as an attempt at banter rather than a white lie.
Ghost’s laugh was low, barely perceptible.
“That’s likely, yeah."
Ghost twisted the beer bottle back and forth on the table, dragging water around as the glass scraped against the wood, clearly contemplating something.
“Simon,” he said. Soap nearly choked on his beer.or, John "Soap" MacTavish is a bounty hunter looking for the biggest score of his career: the faceless, nameless Ghost. He finds him in Saint Denis, tucked away in a secret saloon that brings forth feelings Soap has been trying to deny his whole life. Faced with the opportunity, he decides to try his hand at seduction to get Ghost alone. It works far better than expected. It also couldn't have gone more wrong.
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Getting shot in the head should have killed Soap. Technically, it did. But Ghost got his heart beating again.
A year of recovery, and he’s finally back where he belongs: with Task Force 141.
Back with Ghost.
He shouldn’t think about Ghost the way he does. Shouldn’t imagine those hands on him. Shouldn’t wonder about the man behind the mask. And he definitely shouldn’t want him with the kind of hunger that has no place between teammates.
But wanting has never cared much for should.
So now he’s back in the middle of chasing Makarov, trying to keep his head straight while everything in him keeps turning toward Ghost.
Duty’s one thing. Desire’s another.
And coming back from the dead has a way of making a man honest about both.
Bookmarked by Kitsuyake
15 Jun 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
*sob* what a fucking journey, cool pillows and no traffic for the author. Absolute baller writing.
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one step forward (is all it takes to move on) by vekaivo
Fandoms: Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types, Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood & Manga
30 Dec 2025
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Edward didn’t say anything. His eyes stung and his throat burned, but he didn’t move.
When Roy held out his hand, Ed hesitated for a long time.
This could be some horrible ploy—some last-ditch effort from his stupid social worker to get him into a house that could deal with him. Roy was a police officer. He was a war veteran. He knew how to get people to do what he wanted.
On the other hand, Edward knew Roy. He knew how he liked his coffee and that sometimes he liked to procrastinate on his reports and that he liked to shoot goo-goo eyes at Riza. He knew what Ed’s favorite books were, and he knew about Al. He knew, intimately, what Ed went through.
Ed reached out to grab Roy’s hand.
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or, a deeply traumatized child with one (1) leg and a legendary temper bulldozes his way through the foster system, refuses to stop haunting the hospital where his brother sleeps, and accidentally collects a tired cop, his coworkers, and something that looks suspiciously like a family along the way.