#gazsoap

[s3rrrpentine]

sparring... playing? 🤼‍♂️💥💥

pups & tanks :3

for COD Hybrid Week 2026 on bsky <3

[actuallyacat]

Tactical beach episode

[loverifle]

3 other soapgaz fans how we feelin

[mishi264]

Vampire Soapgaz au

I had started writing a fic for this in august, an au about after Soap gets shot in the tunnel he’s turned into a vampire by Makarov. I discontinued it but I still wanna make some sort of content for this au cause I like the premise and we need more soapgaz content in this world .

[summiven]

kissing barrier 🤍

first post... kinda nervous,, have a doodle i drew like 2 weeks ago

original by nycnouu

[rawme-price]

Alpha!soap and alpha!kyle who like to playfight in between missions as a way to let steam off. Of course, if one of them ends up on top of the other, they won't pass up an opportunity.

Kyle humping soaps ass with his fangs against the other alphas scruff, play growling while soap arches his back like a good omega would. The second kyle comes, they're right back to the play fight. Occasionally grinding against the other and faux-biting. Smiles wide and reeking of eachother by the end of it.

[mala--draws]

soap gaz kisses :33

[laswells-ashtray]

Kyle makes the mistake of meeting up with Johnny in Scotland, in a very small pub that is packed to the brim with punters of all ages, whilst there's a football game on and Scotland is playing.

After several very loud declarations of, "Get it right roon ye."

The occasional, "Christ, the only baws he plays wae are hus ain."

And shots after every goal, Kyle's both drunk and delighted to be included in the celebrations when Scotland wins the match, everyone inside seems willing to talk to the strangers around them about the match. He even gets a "Yer no bad fir a wee Englishman" from an older gentleman who buys him and Johnny a pint when he clocks them as military.

Later, Kyle will forever treasure a blurry video on his phone of himself, Johnny, and the countless faces of people he'll never meet again, roaring along to 500 Miles, all various stages of drunk and red in the face. It should be embarrassing, clinging to a stranger's shoulder and belting out tunes while slightly off tune, but Kyle will always remember the smile on Johnny's face and the light in his eyes.

He thinks a lot about the way Johnny's hands stilled on his own as the man passed over a cigarette outside, the way he hooked a finger around Kyle's pinkie just to keep contact between them.

He wonders how they fit a man with so much to him in such a small urn.