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“Don’t kill me,” Soap blurts out and, Christ, that was not a good start. Ghost raises a brow, waiting for the bomb to drop. “But, uh, want to be my boyfriend?”
when soap invites ghost back home to scotland for a week, ghost hadn't imagined he would wind up in a fake dating scheme to trick soap's family, of all people. it also doesn't help that he's head over heels in love with soap, of all people.
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28 Aug 2026
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But Ghost didn’t seem to mind, quietly filling the kettle before setting it to boil, those dark eyes watching as John paced the kitchen, one arm flailing about in the air, the other locked tight around his half-melted pint of rocky road.
He told Ghost he was stressed. That the entire MacTavish clan was coming into town, which meant awkward hugs, judgmental stares, and nosy questions from people he hadn’t seen in years. John could handle all of that, he really could.
But what he couldn’t handle was the questions. Why he hadn’t settled down yet, why he didn’t have a nice Scottish girl on his arm.
Why he wasn’t married with a child on the way, because Ethel and James weren’t getting younger, and John was already too old. For fuck’s sake.
“Maybe I don’t want to bring home a wee lass,” John had snapped, voice cracking as he dug his spoon in harder than necessary, a brown, congealed clump of freezer-burned rocky road flying onto the floor. “Maybe I don’t even like women, has anyone considered that?”
And there, in less than twenty words, John had completely outed himself.
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24 Aug 2026
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fuck these bitches we're back on the soapghost grind hell yeah im back to my roots 🔥🔥🔥🔥 and this is the good shit 🔥🔥
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Reaves just looked at him, eyes hard and squinted. "Will broke Mercer's nose."
Tyler just stared. "Smitty?"
Will didn't get angry. Which meant this wasn't Will. Which meant, with the inevitability of a headache beginning somewhere behind his eyes, that somehow this was about Mack.
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- Part 6 of Tantrum's Hockey RPF
Bookmarked by schao
27 Jun 2026
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this was terrible. terribley good. and heartbreaking. fuck this was sosad but uuuugg soo goodddd
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“He just wants so badly for RJ to be okay. That’s it. Because if RJ’s okay then that means that Macklin’s done his job. Absorbed all of his brother’s grief and sadness like a sponge until he has it all and RJ carries none of it.
But life isn’t that simple, and grief doesn’t work like that. If you’re not careful, the blackness of it sticks to your bones, fills the cracks in your heart until you’re half human and half something else. A monstrous thing. There’s no way to absorb someone else’s sadness, not entirely. It just keeps coming, unending and all-consuming.
You have to let them feel it.”
Or,
RJ Celebrini is drafted first overall to the San Jose Sharks in 2029 and billets with veteran Will Smith (Hockey) for his rookie year. Macklin is RJ's legal guardian and brother, unravelling and rebuilding in the background of his brother's first year in the NHL.
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- Part 1 of the work of grief
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The nurse gave him a sympathetic smile—the kind reserved for people who’d been waiting too long in plastic chairs—and gestured down the hallway. "He’s in recovery. Still a little loopy. He’s been asking for you. A lot." She hesitated, then added, "Like, a lot a lot."
Or the much requested loopy Mack realizing he can’t get pregnant fic.