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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 Sagacity
06 Jul 2026
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Soap isn't a huge believer in Fate, but he can't deny she's smiling on him in the days after Simon wakes up from his five-day-long nap.
He's tired and groggy, a little gaunt in the face, his belly concave. Soap is quick to offer him the fish that's still fresh, first, feeding Simon by hand as he lazily chews, his cheek pillowed on Soap's thigh as Soap feeds him mouthfuls by hand, his eyes round and black and half-hidden behind his translucent lids.
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(Never) Look Them in the Eye by HigherMagic for Ivillpunchyouinthethroat
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
14 Sep 2025
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"Soap!" Gaz snaps. "Get the fuck out of there and to the ship! I can't override the take-off, you know that!"
"Ah'm stuck," Soap admits, swallowing harshly. "Coilhead in front of me, bracken behind. Can't move."
"Damn it," Gaz rasps, his voice thick with grief. As their junker pack Alpha, he takes their personnel losses hard, and Soap has been running with Price and Gaz for months now. Enough for them to bond, for them to get used to one another, to feel that close connection all packs share back on the last planets that still support human life the way it used to be. "Soap, I can't… I…"
"Get to the Company, turn in the quota," Soap demands, his voice steadier than he feels. "I'll try to find some power to keep my walkie on. Then…if ye can…"
"We're coming back for you," Gaz says sternly. "We're coming back. Don't die on me, Tav."
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04 Jul 2026
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“Don’t… touch me, Cap,” John wheezes, his fingers curling into claws as he tries to pull at his own vest. The friction of the Kevlar like sandpaper on raw nerves. “I’ll… burn ye.”
“Jesus,” Price murmurs under his breath, but there is no hesitation from Simon, the man stripping off his gloves, tendrils of frost curled around his fingertips.
“Simon,” John grits. “Don’t.”
“You can’t hurt me, Johnny,” Simon murmurs, hands moving to John’s vest, careful movements as helps him rip it off.
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Noah and the Anglerfish by HigherMagic for Niceven (Nicevensilace)
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
13 Jan 2025
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“Steamin’ bloody Jesus,” Soap breathes. “How often does he do this?”
Gaz turns, then, and meets his eye. “Us, and Price… We’re the only ones who’d live to talk about it,” he says. “It’s a last resort.” He reaches out, then, and puts his hand on Soap’s arm. “Being his handler means being the one to call the shots, Soap. We’re the only bloody things he cares about. Everything else is fodder. If you ever have to make this call, you better be damn sure you don’t care about survivors, because there won’t be any.”
Price had been so eager to give the order. Imagine holding the nuke in your hands, knowing that you’ll be the only thing to survive its detonation. Imagine being Noah, but with the power to call the Flood whenever he wished.
Soap shivers, something not altogether kind or good curling around his brainstem at the notion.
Whether Gaz clocks it or not, he can’t say, but he eventually murmurs, “You’ll need a psych eval after this. We all get one after Ghost smokes out. Even him.”
Soap frowns. “Why?”
Gaz shrugs. “You’ll have to ask him. Personally, I think we all like it a bit too much.”
Soap blushes, and doesn’t have the words for why.
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