The Sixth Stage Of Grief
Published 01/02/2026 | E-rated | CW: Non-Con | 9475 words | Oneshot
Tags: Graphic Depictions Of Violence; Rape/Non-Con; John "Soap" MacTavish/Simon "Ghost" Riley; John "Soap" MacTavish; Simon "Ghost" Riley; Dead Dove: Do Not Eat; Power Imbalance; Extremely Dubious Consent; Consent Was Not Consulted; Gaslighting; Plausible Deniability If You Squint; Compulsory Heterosexual John "Soap" MacTavish; He Is Not Figuring It Out Here; Sexual Coercion; Trauma Bonding; Codependency; Non-Chronological; Author Has Never Played Call Of Duty; Author Has Only Watched Other People Play Call of Duty; Author Has Read A Metric Tonne Of Ghoap Fic Too; Baby's First Ghoap Fic; Exactly Like Riding A Bike; Oneshot; Ambiguous/Open Ending; Not Beta Read; we die like my sleep schedule; Unresolved Emotional Tension; Dark fic
If it means Soap gets Ghost's voice reverberating low and close in his ear, telling him how sweet he sounds, that he's doing a good job, 'good boy, Johnny, so fucking perfect, made for this' – he’d take it. At this point he’d take that over this hot load of... nothing. He’ll suffer the side of his mouth cracking at the stretch of being gagged, and inhaling pre-cum and spit, for the dregs of their former closeness. He'll be dizzy and desperate for Ghost to touch him softly after (he will); for Ghost to hold him close and fix the hurts (he can’t); tell him he did good without turning him into nothing first (...he won't).
Or: Ghost only ever has sweet words or praise for Soap when he’s hurting him.
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