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Hello lovies, I'm Stephanie ❤️ She/Her. Anti AI 30+ I write on Ao3. Married Bookworm. Ghost and Soap enthusiast. 👻🧼 PFP: @661ave.bsky.social‬ NSFW 🔞 no minors! https://archiveofourown.org/users/Aessedia/pseuds/Aessedia
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👻🧼Master Thread👻🧼

I said on Twitter that it was my last time making a master thread, and I guess I was wrong ;). #GhostSoap

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Woooo. I'm so glad you enjoyed!!
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Ghost just fits Charon so well 😩😩😩
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Yesss! He fits it so well. 😩😩
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Ahhhh thank you, Zero! ❤️❤️❤️
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😂😂😂😂😂 an Austin powers reference is ALWAYS welcome hahaha.
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Got the idea from Charons shop. Ghost doesn't sell stuff, he just helps Johnny cause reasons. 🙂‍↕️
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Ghost finally sees Soap in serious trouble and teleports him to safety. The healing isn't working well, Ghost brings Johnny to his quarters and stays by his side all night making sure he's okay.
That's the first time Ghost talks too.
Hope this makes sense currently on an airplane headed home 🫠
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So Soap as Zag, Ghost as Charon, only he's not quite Charon.
Thinking Ghost is acting out against Hades wishes and heals Soap when he can. Even risking life and limb to get Soap to safety.
Just imagine chatty Johnhy talking his ear off, and Ghost healing him before sending him off.
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John finds himself teleported to a new room, monsters in the distance. Yet he feels strangely rejuvenated, the man, that Ghost, healing more than just his arm.
A quiet reprieve in the pits of Hell, and John can only wonder who the man is and why he chose to help him.
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John steps forward, arm falling to his side, the phantom sensation of touch lingering on his skin. "Who *are* you?"
The man holds his gaze for a moment longer, and John thinks he might answer.
That is until he raises a hand, pulls his fingers together and *snaps*.
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The man stays silent, eyes locked on the other. And John feels captivated, ensnared in a net made from the very fibers of this man's gaze. Heavy and weighted like he sees every thought, every struggle.
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John looks at his arm, the wound completely healed. Closed up, dried blood the only indication that it happened in the first place. "How did you." He touches the skin, smooth and soft, eyes darting up to meet the man's own.
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The man's grip only tightens and just as John feels like he's truly fucked, a warmth radiates where his wound is. It's a blinding flash of pain, those dark eyes watching him all the while before the man takes a step back.
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John can't really reach his weapon, but that doesn’t stop the way he struggles. Determined not to die and hear Hynpos gossip to all the souls that a handsome man took John out because he was too busy ogling.
Fucks sake.
"M' not here to cause trouble, mate. Just passing through."
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But a hand appears from the shadows, fingers rough as they close around John's wound.
"Oi" he protests, trying to pull away and wondering if he underestimated this figure. It's the furthest he's gone, and he does *not* want to get sent back to the house because he thought this man was friendly.
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And for the first time since he arrived, those dark eyes shift, snapping to the spot on the floor. John tries to mutter an apology, tries to figure out what's going on, but the man is moving. Like a Ghost, not a single sound before he pauses in front of him.
"Just passing through," John tries.
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The man doesn't speak, smoky amber eyes watching him quietly, a crown of golden curls nestled over his brow.
Soap likes to think he knows all the creatures of hell.
But not this one. Puzzling.
Soap looks around, a step forward that has him cringing when blood drips off his arm and onto the floor.
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A *beautiful* man.
Shadows spill down the length of his body shifting and curling into the appearance of robes. Black sigils adorn his arms, swirling symbols that have no meaning to him. Yet, what draws his attention the most is the bone mask settled over the top of the man's face.
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Hades AU where Soap is trying to escape the clutches of Tartarus. He makes attempt after attempt to get out, yet returns to the House of Hades each time. Until one time Soap stumbles upon a room he's never seen before. It's quiet, no monsters in sight.
And there's a man.
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Simon's hair is how I picture it in my minds eye every time I write. I love it. 😍
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Power couple power kissing
#ghoap
Simon and Johnny locking lips during an excursion together. It’s a kinda kiss where you press ur lips so hard against the others because you just can’t get any closer. Wish I knew what that was like BUT I CAN IMAGINE IT.
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It is! 🙂‍↕️♥️
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it just happens to be a very special @soapedghost.bsky.social birthday today, here's to absolutely kraken your m'fkinghog!!!! so @monsterlice.bsky.social @toomanybats.bsky.social and i've got some monsters for y'all. fic's below

here's the ref sheet for our squid boy, and more art is on its way 🫡
ref sheet for kraken hybrid soap, inspired by the bamf stonefish and the looks like it's always crying cuttlefish, featuring spines with bright blue opalescent toxin, colour changing tentacles, a rather squiggly cock, and some black cum close up of soap torso and size ref to a pining ghost the face, featuring face tentacles that he often flattens along his face (when they're not a squiggly mess cause ghost is making him blush) and the cock, that unfurls from a sheath, shoots black cum (think squid ink), and two little clit shapped apendages that jut from the base of his cock
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A sneaky peaky of the omegaverse fic I've got cooking. Those long train rides across the UK are a great time to write.