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archergray · 6 months

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So. I saw spoilers to MW3, got angry enough that my writer's block vaporated and wrote second fic to my soulmate au (you can find it here). No angst here, friends, just warm and fuzzy feelings (and some spiciness as well, because fuck everything, I'm doing what I want).

Summary: "Having a soulmate, Simon realised with a lot of surprise, didn’t change that much. Maybe it was because he subconsciously expected his soulmate to be someone like his father – someone who would try to beat him into submission, mould him into something he never was and never would be. He didn’t realise how much he feared it until he understood that Johnny, even as his soulmate, was nothing like that. He took Simon as he was. With patience and sharp wit and Scottish phrases that were as incomprehensible to Simon as they were when they first met." Or: Simon and Johnny have some thoughts on life after soulmates.

#ghostsoap #ghost call of duty #john soap mactavish #call of duty #modern warfare ii #soulmates #ghoap #domestic fluff #task force 141 #they're a family and fuck anyone who tries to tell us otherwise #a sprinkle of angst here and there #some fake history as well #my fic

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archergray · 6 months

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SITH! OBI-WAN & ANAKIN SKYWALKER | WHAT IF? STAR WARS BY ME. I always liked the idea of Obi-Wan corrupted by the dark side, so i made this. Star Wars really needs a what if show.

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archergray · 8 months

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Hey just to let you know I fucking loved Allow the ground to find its brutal way to me

Your world building was exquisite and I was hooked from the first bloody sentence! Price is best dad, gaz was super sweet and ghost and soap were made for each other

You obviously don’t have to continue it but I would love it if you did I just love your writing I didn’t even realise you also wrote one of my favourite soulmate fics as well!!!!!!

I can’t wait to read whatever else you write in the future have a lovely day/night

Thank you so much!! I'm glad you liked it 💕

I'm actually thinking about writing some outtakes, like I did with "Fire to ash" and complementary "Bathe in the fire", because I have a couple of ideas that I couldn't fit into this fic. It would be a shame to lose them, but I have to sort out my life first haha

I'll certainly post the links here, so stay tuned 😎 Have a nice day/night as well!

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archergray · 8 months

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Summary: “Soap was falling to his death, but strangely, he never felt more alive. He felt wild. The roaring, thundering drum of a war song, encompassing all of his being, letting him go, making him free. It was such an almighty sound.” Or: Soap fell through the window when Ghost took a shot in Chicago, ran into a shapeshifter and got a dad out of it, learnt more about Ghost past, and got his heritage revealed to him in a response to his own joke. Not necessarily in that order.

I don't even know, but this ate my brain, spat it out and then it wrote itself. Bon appetit

#ghostsoap #ghoap #ghost call of duty #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #captain john price #this is an ode to john price being a dad because i love him #supernatural au #angst with happy ending #hurt/comfort #my fic #more warnings in tags but it's sad for a moment #i don't even know #modern warfare 2

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archergray · 10 months

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I never expected to write a Call of Duty fic, but stranger things had happen, right? Sometimes you have a duty to write a fic and it's calling you ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Summary: Simon Riley never cared about soulmates. It’s a shame then that his soulmate cared about him very, very much. And when your soulmate is John MacTavish, you find you got yourself an equally stubborn match. You just need to realise it first. Or: AU in which your soulmate’s scars appear on your body, but they’re in colour. It changed a lot, but at the same time, it didn’t change a thing.

#ghostsoap #ghost call of duty #ghoap #call of duty #modern warfare ii #soulmates #angst with happy ending #hurt/comfort #this is just 5k words of simon being too oblivious and johnny just being in love with him from the moment he got his first scar #and rudy is the only one with some kind of emotional intelligence #because alejandro is as dumb as ghost #i love all of them anyway #because this has eaten me whole #it's almost ridiculous what am i even doing #bon appetit #john soap mactavish

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archergray · 11 months

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Someone asked for more Trent content?

Summary: “At 4:44 in the morning the smell of coffee, like every other day, woke Trent up.

At 4:45 kitchen radio started to play quietly in the background and Trent could, just like yesterday, recognise the sounds of Enjoy The Silence, which he thought was a little bit of a strange coincidence, but well. Stranger things had happened.

At 4:50 he was at the kitchen table, thinking about his life choices. About journalism and football and life that kept having turns that he couldn’t predict.”

Or: Trent Crimm, The Independent finds himself stuck in the time loop. There’s a lot of British 80's music and questionable life choices included.

#ted lasso #trent crimm #tedependent #tedtrent #tent #time loop #ted lasso fic #tedependent fanfic #tedtrent fic #hurt/comfort #happy ending #80's music #this is a result of finding synthpop classics playlist on spotify #there's even a playlist inside #my fic

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archergray · 1 year

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I woke up one day with a wolfstar brainrot again and so I've been writing this fic for weeks. Anyway, here it is, hope you'll enjoy it!

Summary: “This was one of Remus’ favourite (worst) memories: it was an August evening and the weather had been glorious. Their flat was illuminated in a soft, golden light and Remus couldn’t tear his eyes away from Sirius.

He was dancing all over their living room with a drink in his hand (it was a cheap whisky, they only had a muggle brand in their cupboards, because Sirius insisted it was better, but Sirius also never outgrew his rebel–fascinated–with–all–things–muggle phase). Despite his movements, he was surprisingly steady – not a single drop of liquid left the glass. It was mesmerising.

He was like a dream. Remus loved him so much he would die for him. He would also keep living for him, so he could find himself being held in his caring arms once again.”

Or: Things that Remus remembered (and some that he never get to know) from his life, in a random order.