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An alternate first meeting, where Ghost and Soap meet each other in the field under infinitely worse circumstances than either of them would have liked:
Ghost wakes up in a pit under a building with a bomb attached to him, certain he's going to die. Soap, an EOD tech amongst his other specialties, is the only person available to at least try to save him. It should be fraught, and tense, and miserable all around, and it is; a whole lot of Ghost slowly losing his mind while Soap does everything he can to save his life. But it would probably be easier if Ghost wasn't a stress-flirter, and if Soap wasn't the kind of endlessly competent that he loved, and if, by virtue of their situation, they didn't keep ripping open each other's wounds and then patching each other back up again after.
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Heat Lamp by BargainBinBard
Fandoms: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse), Call of Duty (Video Games)
28 Mar 2026
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“Nice meetin' ye, Ghost.” The man before him grins. “Sergeant MacTavish, most call me Soap.”
Smiles are a funny thing. If an animal greets you by a show of its teeth, you'd best back up if you don't want to chance getting bit. For any animal besides humans, smiles are a warning to pick up your arse and take it elsewhere. Which is to say that MacTavish’s smile taps a nerve that should've been bred out of humans at some early fork of evolutionary divergence.
Nothing's been the same since October 1st, 1998, and Ghost hasn't felt the sun since climbing out of Simon Riley's grave. When he finally finds it again, it's housed in the body of a sergeant he can't have.
Cold blooded creatures can't keep each other warm. But at least they can keep each other company.
(a Resident Evil × Modern Warfare crossover timeline)
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24 Feb 2026
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intent and opportunity by nirejseki
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
22 May 2026
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When the postmortem briefing on the Christophsis campaign concluded and the command staff allowed to disperse, Appo did not leave with the others, but stayed behind to talk to Rex.
“Captain, do you have a moment?” he asked, standing at attention and waiting until Rex nodded to continue. “I noticed an error in the flimsiwork and I’d appreciate your assistance in fixing it. Specifically, it relates to Sergeant Slick -"
(when the GAR’s most blindly obedient clone starts following in the footsteps of its first clone traitor, the galaxy starts to change)
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23 Jul 2025
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appo is such a delight.
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untitled goose war game by thebeespatella
Fandoms: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
16 Aug 2025
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Rex looks reflexively at General Kenobi, who is watching Skywalker croon at the bird with a shattered-glass expression that makes Rex feel like he’s seen inside him, which, no thank you; he turns away from that horror show to catch the breathless look Skywalker sends Cody’s way, eyes shining with hope, only for Cody to say, inflected with such thorough disgust it would make a lesser man flinch, “Absolutely the fuck not.”
And then it clicks: soulmate goose.
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vignettes from the far side of hyperspace by victoriousscarf for adhd_coyote
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types
18 Jan 2026
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The little interlocking moments across half the galaxy, inching toward something inevitable.
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28 Sep 2025
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Jek, this may have escaped your notice, but most people don't let me spend an hour telling them about the Gree Enclave,” Gree said, still frowning, and fed up with watching him through his bucket's HUD while Gree was bare faced, Jek yanked his own bucket off and set it on the sand by their feet.
“So what?”
“So the reason I treat you differently is because you actually sit still when I talk,” Gree said. “Did you not notice how rare that is?”
“You're a Commander,” Jek said.
“And still most troopers don't want a verbal essay on the mating songs of frogs, or a ranked explanation of proper incendiary blasting powder concentrations,” Gree said, something lurking in his tone that implied some level of suffering over that fact. It drew Jek up.
“I liked your ranking of incendiary blasting powder concentrations,” he said.