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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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25 Jul 2025
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"How long have you been doing this?" He turned to look at the scots face, eyes lingering on the cigarette between plump lips.
'A few years.' Soap turned his face to reciprocate the eye-contact.
"Wait, how old are you?" His eyes widened in a moment of panic.
Soap let out a snort 'Calm doon, I'm 22.'
"Why are you doing it?" Ghost knew someone choosing this kind of profession at a young age like this must have their reasons.
Soap shrugged averting his eyes, exhaling smoke out of his nose 'Out of necessity mainly. Life is expensive, school and groceries aren't exactly cheap either.'
"And your family can't help you out with money?" He was baffled. Wasn´t there another way to pay bills?
A bitter chuckle escaped his lips. 'If there was, they wouldn't help me.' Soap took another drag of his cigarette, looking out onto the street, his face unreadable and gaze far away.
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Soap is a uni student working as a Stripper/Prostitute to pay the bills.
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23 Jul 2025
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“Don’t fall for a man, bairn… They’ll steal your pelt and your soul.”
On the storm-bitten coast of Eilead, Scotland, a selkie watches a man who does not belong to the sea and Soap can’t help but be drawn to him.
Ghost walks the cliffs like he carries the weight of a life he never chose. And Soap, wild and salt-born, should know better.
But some tides can’t be turned back.
A myth-touched love story about longing, loneliness, and the pull of something you were never meant to want.
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23 Jul 2025
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21 Jul 2025
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Retiring was never easy, even harder when done unwillingly. After losing his left leg, Johnny had to suck it up and begrudgingly accept the medals, knowing they were nothing more than a one-way ticket home, shiny meaningless things stranding him down to wherever that was supposed to be.
Perhaps the only good thing this brought him was how now, as a civvy, there weren’t any regulations getting in the way of him and Simon. Not like it had stopped them from fucking and whispering promises they didn’t actually believe in before, but this gave them the opportunity of something more stable, no excuses of impracticality and fraternisation now.
The military doesn’t teach you how to deal with retirement when your only purpose is the service, even less with a child to raise while depressed, letting the days pass you by.
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20 Jul 2025