#comms transmission

[hornyoncomms]

Soap is loud in the field but somehow even louder at home—banging pots, singing off-key, tripping over his own boots. And Ghost, who claims to value silence above all else, just watches with this quiet kind of fondness. The kind that settles in his shoulders like warmth. The kind that means home stopped being a place and became a person.

[hornyoncomms]

Sometimes I think about how Ghost keeps everyone at arm’s length like it’s a survival skill, and then Soap shows up and suddenly “arm’s length” becomes “standing close enough to share oxygen.” You can’t convince me that isn’t character development. That’s romance in a warzone.

[hornyoncomms]

Genuinely obsessed with the idea of transmasc Soap having top surgery and Ghost sitting there like a guard dog with trauma responses, refusing to leave his side. Not because he’s worried—no, Ghost would never say that—but because “you never know who could breach the perimeter.” Sure, lieutenant. Sure.

[hornyoncomms]

// PINNED TRANSMISSION BEGIN //

BRAVO TEAM FANDOM UNIT — trans operator on comms. He/Him, testosterone-fueled GhostSoap enthusiast reporting for duty.

Expect:

classified Ghost/Soap intel

unauthorized shipping logs

evidence of romantic tension under fire

gender euphoria headcanons

art drops, fic missions, and tactical shitposts

documents Price would absolutely court-martial me for

MISSION OBJECTIVE: make it canon, make it queer, make my younger self proud.

// END TRANSMISSION //