Imagine Mind Reader Soap , Like Just Think About It . But He Doesnt Read Their Whole Thoughts He Can

Imagine mind reader soap , like just think about it . But he doesn’t read their whole thoughts he can only read what they think about him.

Soap doesn’t consciously read people’s minds, he kinda just taps into their heads on accident like spotty wifi. But it happens so often that he’s gotten used to the extra voices from others in his head. He’s read some bad ones, weird ones and nice ones but none were like Ghost’s.

Ghost’s thoughts started out as ‘new person’ ‘the sergeant’ ‘loud’ and ‘annoying’

Which was understandable, soap’s charm wasn’t for everyone .. even if soap grumbled about it for a couple days ..

But after a while, after they had begun to know each other, things had shifted. What would have soap never expect for was the drastic turn in the man’s thoughts. A full 180.

Now his thoughts were ‘mine’ ‘my Johnny’ ‘loud’ ‘cute’ and so on, soap was surprised ghost knew the word cute. And even more surprised the word was used for him.

It made soap feel giddy that he caused such a change, especially in someone like ghost. But soap does get shy sometimes, believe it or not, when ghost’s thoughts get just a little more intimate. Paired with those eyes staring down at him. Soap can feel the heavy weight of ghosts eyes on his entire body. Scanning him like prey.

Ghost’s craving for soap is headache inducing, but also thrilling to soap. Ghost liked him? So much that the man actually had wet dreams of him? So much that he’d think of soap while they were on missions?

Soap found it was exhilarating to mess with the man and then tap into his thoughts, see what things he wouldn’t say out loud due to pride all because of Soap.

But imagine soap forgetting he can read minds and randomly responds to one of ghosts thoughts. Like ghost in his mind thinking about how cute soap looks today and soap immediately responding with a “you think I look cute? What about the other days huh?” And soap would tease ghost with a cheeky tone. Not registering that the other man is in complete gay panic. Also forgetting to remind himself of his own power to read minds. “D..did I say that out loud??” Ghost mumbled under his breath, mind in turmoil as he resisted the urge to punch himself. Even after his stumble ghost quickly played it off, replying to soap with his usual annoyed huff. “You’re too loud.” Ghost said, choosing to look at the very interesting concrete instead of the smug grin on the shorter man.

John “thinks he’s unlovable and people merely tolerate him” Soap Mactavish; is unconvinced when Gaz tells him that he is Ghost’s favorite on their team. Vehemently denies it. He’d love for it to be true, but knows in his heart that it isn’t.

Gotta love that sweet, sweet low self-esteem that makes that sweet angst

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A Bit Too Much

Angst below the cut

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Growing up Soap was described as “a bit too much”. By his parents, siblings, the kids at school— He just accepted that’s what he was. “A bit too much”. As he grew, he tried different things to deal with this. Not engaging with people was his first approach. Then when people started saying “too quiet” he changed things up.

“A bit too much”, “Too quiet”, “Tries too hard”, “Thinks he’s too good for us”, “Bipolar freak”—

So he gave up. He put up a front full of confidence. This became the persona everyone knew. This was Soap, that’s how he was. Brave, facing the world with a grin and a smug comment. But even though Soap lived the persona so long, he was constantly reminded that, well, he was too much. Too friendly, too arrogant. He talked back, stuck his neck out. And when he got those looks from everyone… Well, it took everything he had to not let his mask crack.

When he joined 141 and met Ghost, he smiled and continued the act. The confidence, the know-it-all attitude. That glare from Ghost almost made him break. But he kept going. He proved himself to be a valuable member of 141. He earned his mark. When Ghost started to tone down the aggression, Soap simply told himself the man was trying to be nice considering they were going to be working together for the unforeseeable future. He had to be nice so they could work together smoothly.

The jokes were odd but considering how dark some were Soap took them as Ghost trying to remind him of Ghost’s reputation. Then the shoulder pats after a job well done— Those were always done in front of others. Ghost couldn’t show people his distaste for Soap.

One evening they were on a mission in a temperate forest. It’s been quite a bit since then so Soap couldn’t really remember why they were there. But they had to camp out there overnight. A fire burning between them, laying on their backs, looking through the trees staring at the stars. The others were passed out, and it was between either Soap or Ghost to keep watch.

“Get some rest, sergeant.”

“Me? You tell me that with those bags under your eyes?”

The chuckle that came from Ghost wasn’t like the dry, forced laughter that he had heard before. It was warm, genuine. Soap couldn’t remember the last time he heard someone laugh like that in response to something he said/done.

He’s tired, probably thinks a knock knock joke would be hilarious.

Soap insisted he would take watch and Ghost looked at him with unreadable eyes before agreeing. Probably didn’t want to bother arguing with him considering how stubborn and insufferable Soap could be. Soap knows how he is, he remembers his mother telling him that several times before he finally joined the military.

Since then, Soap would think about how Ghost looked that night. Though he was in gear, same skull mask and balaclava, faded black grease around the eyes. He looked so- so—

Soap had a bad habit of becoming obsessive when he finds a person that he likes. Someone who he genuinely loves to be around. Past girlfriends and boyfriends and friends in general called him “clingy” and some said he would stalk them. He never tried to make them uncomfortable, but when he finds that person who brightened his day just by him seeing them… He tried to be around them as much as possible. But he would be constantly reminded of how weirded out people were by that.

But Ghost didn’t give him the same signs that he was crossing the line like those in the past. Wasn’t told to back away, stop talking for moment, just leave him alone for fuck’s sake. Soap tried to give Ghost his space, watched what he said, and leave him alone as often as possible. He wasn’t sure why this man was so patient with him. His own parents never gave him this kind of tolerance. Soap wondered if Ghost, despite his reputation, was a lot nicer then what people made him out to be.

So after deeming that Ghost was too nice to tell him to fuck off, Soap decided to avoid him. The first couple of days, if Soap saw Ghost in the hall or in the room he entered, he had to remind himself to leave him alone. The man needed a break. After a week and a half he got used to the lack of companionship (though he knows Ghost was loving the change). After three weeks Soap found company elsewhere.

He would pick random recruits to annoy for a day then leave them alone. Sometimes he annoyed Price because the captain had some actually funny facial expressions and if Soap said something off putting, Price would let him know without any words. But he tried to leave Price alone as much as possible. He didn’t want to wear him out like he did Ghost.

So Gaz became his next target. After the first day of inserting himself into Gaz’s dad-to-day, he would talk about whatever with him. He could say things to Gaz that he couldn’t with recruits or with Price (his judging facial expressions were amusing but did have a impact after a bit). Gaz would engage back, which was a nice change to the hesitant replies from the recruits or the short replies from Price (who was usually working on something when Soap “graced” him with his presence).

He found Gaz in Price’s office filing things away for the man while he was away. He decided to join him, pulling a chair from the corner of the room and sitting next to Gaz. After a minute they started talking about random things. Then Gaz asked him a question.

“Soap, I have to know… did you and Ghost get into a fight or something?”

Soap was doodling on his arm with a marker when Gaz asked this. He looked up with a confused expression, “No?”

“Really? Everyone thought something happened between you two since you’re not hanging out anymore.”

“I left before something did happen,” Soap replied as he returned to doodling.

It was Gaz’s turn to be confused, “What do you mean?”

“C’mon, Garrick. Man was bound to snap givin’ how much I bothered him!”

“Didn’t really look like you were bothering him. He’s been upset since you started avoiding him.”

Soap stops again, the felt tip of the marker presses into his skin. He’s been doing such a good job of avoiding Ghost and giving him his space that he hadn’t noticed how the man reacted to all of this.

“Upset? Sure it’s not been relief?”

He forced a laugh at the end of that statement but Gaz wasn’t laughing back.

“Soap, man is one wrong tone away from ripping someone’s head off. That’s why everyone thinks you two got into a fight. But you just left without any reason?”

Soap stares at Gaz, “What?”

“Soap… He’s been pissed at the world since his best friend just abandoned him!”

Best friend?

Those words shook Soap to his core. All his previous “best friends” were some poor sods who were a bit too friendly with him and Soap latched onto them, mistaking their tolerance for acceptance. He would notice after being dropped by someone he saw as his best friend that people would refer to them as his victim, not his friend. He never heard anyone referred to as his friend in general, let alone best friend.

“I’m-I’m not- He’s not my best friend. He could barely tolerate me…”

Gaz chose then to laugh, “You’re pulling my leg!”

When Gaz finally stopped laughing and noticed the incredibly confused look on Soap’s face. His smile drops and a grim look takes over.

“You’re not joking, are you?”

Soap shakes his head wordlessly.

“Seriously? You’re like his favorite person out of everyone anywhere. He likes you over Laswell!”

“No he doesn’t-“

“Man, yes he does! Where have you been where you think that you’re not Ghost’s favorite person?”

Soap stands abruptly, “Stop fucking with me, Gaz!”

Gaz flinches, “Soap-“

“Where have I been? Where have you been?! There is no way Ghost likes me- I’m just an annoying fly in his ear.”

Soap was nicknamed “Fly” as a kid by his dad, said he was as annoying and hard to get rid of as the actual insect. When he left for the military and eventually earned the callsign “Soap”, he never thought he would feel relief to be called a cleaning product before.

Soap storms off, leaving Gaz staring at him with concern written across his face. He all but ran out of the base, not caring how many people he almost ran into on his way out. He didn’t care that it was pouring rain or that he didn’t have a jacket on him, just a long sleeved shirt and some joggers on. He absentmindedly pushed his sleeve down on the arm he was doodling on as he walked. It was cold like hell froze over, which would have had to happen for Gaz, anyone, to think that Ghost liked him.

He came to a sewer pipe that they practiced crawling through with gear on to prepare for the field. But for now it was a place to hide. Soap crawled inside, finding it much roomier without twenty/thirty pounds of gear on. He curls up in a fetal position, every bit of his childhood, every moment that led up to him becoming who he was. To the mask that he wore every day. It all flooded over him.

His sisters complaining when he tried to play with them. His mother swatting him when he forgot to stop talking. His father forgetting to pick him up after school. His classmates talking about him behind his back. One of his teachers muttering “Something’s not right with him” as he walked away from her desk. His first boyfriend telling him that he was too clingy and that it was creeping him out. His first “best friend” telling him he was too weird and talked too much.

Once the dam broke he couldn’t stop the tears.

Out of all the cruel things that happened to him throughout the years, this was the cruelest of them all. That brief moment where he actually believed that Ghost liked him. That his laughs were genuine when Soap told a joke. That he actually paid attention when he told a story. That when Soap was excited about something he actually stopped to listen. But none of that was real.

Because Soap was a bit too much for anyone to handle.

This panel is so cute

So what if Ratchet /died/?

*chinhands*

Considering that my Ratchet is currently dying in my thread with Pupu, it suddenly gave me an idea…

Ghost!AU. 

The ghost of the deceased Autobot medic wrecks havoc during the war on Earth. 

Now that Ratchet no longer needs to sleep, he will do anything to help and all kinds of shenanigans occur. 

Random cube of high grade appears next to Optimus or Bumblebee out of thin air.

Some odd text appears on the monitor of the console that turns out to being a hint to where to look for the next relic (or whatever intel they happen to need in that moment).

A wrench appearing from nowhere and smacking Bulkhead directly in the helm.

Wheeljack’s high grade stash is suddenly emptying at an alarming rate and someone pasted Ultra Magnus’ head on every bot in his old issues of the Playbot. 

Smokescreen comes across Ratchet’s own secret stash of porn and just before he’s about to self service to them, the lights go out, the door slams shut and the datapads all mysteriously blow up. (Poor kid’s probably forever traumatized from touching himself again.)

Odd siren noises in the middle of the night for no reason except it’s just a very unhappy and frustrated ghost with nothing to do. 

If OP had hair they’d be turning grey at this point bc of the very graphic lustful dreams he starts having all of a sudden (starring Ratchet, to no-one’s surprise) and OP wakes up every morning with sore chest plates and feeling completely spent, but relaxed. He has never been more eager to go to recharge in time.

Bumblebee is sad and missing Ratchet, when suddenly he feels someone gently hugging him but no-one’s there.

For some odd reason Miko’s guitar or boombox simply refuse to work inside the silo. They work perfectly outside.

Arcee sneaks on the Nemesis and a certain ghost follows. Except he stays and infects their entire datanet like a virus. Soundwave will have a run for his money, because you can’t block a virus that isn’t /data/. Suddenly all their secrets and plans start leaking to the Autobots, and all kinds of weird shenanigans occur. 

Megatron isn’t able to sleep in his quarters because glowing eyes staring at him in the corner. Whenever he does manage to sleep, it’s all nightmares of himself watching Optimus and Ratchet doing the vertical tango

Starscream starts getting anonymous love letters from a secret admirer and it is implied to be either Megatron or Soundwave. Starscream can’t decide which is more horrifying. 

Knockout wakes up every day to a different graffiti decorating his plating. He still hasn’t discovered the one on his aft that says “Let’s Play Doctor”.

Something possesses Raf’s laptop and somehow the government starts receiving detailed up-to-date reports on Decepticon activity and some nicely worded threats to increase Outpost Omega-1′s funding for better equipment and resources.

If it was Ratchet fed up with everyone’s shit when alive, it’s everyone being fed up with Ratchet’s shit now

but it’s not all bad bc Megatron begged to surrender after just a couple of months bc half his crew had tried to offline themselves and Ratchet finally got his revenge

jHDFKHGLDFHGDL

WHY. IS. THIS. NOT. A .THING.

Remember when Island of the Slaughtered became popular and people were kinda simping over Noah’s corpse???

Well you can forget that cause that’s just the segue into my headcannon.

Noah looks hot when his hair is wet!!!

First of all, Noah isn’t ugly. Sure, he isn’t a model or a charmer of any sorts but he isn’t ugly! If he put some more- or any for that matter- effort into his appearance, he could turn a few heads, but, you know Noah! He doesn’t like to draw to much attention to himself,,

But what’s undeniable is that when he gets soaked, people can’t help but blush and stammer. He knows this so he purposefully hides it and tries to avoid getting wet, and if he can’t, he just hides his face.

He is able to avoid it in Season 1 since he didn’t stick out, although a few fans did point it out but it didn’t get traction, and he wasn’t in Season 2 BUT SEASON 3! He isn’t able to avoid it this time around cause he has shown to be putting in effort so that means he is going to get some screen time.

To add fuel to the fire, since he has built relationships with people since Playa Des Losers, the Peanut Gallery, and in between seasons, the others notice him a lot more than before. So that means they notice how hot he looks during challenges involving water. They chalk it up to the challenge getting to them and the adrenaline but after said challenges, when they are thinking it over, they can’t help deny that they didn’t feel slightly attracted to the guy, though they don’t know why,,

Or an alternate route is that he isn’t aware of it so it leads to him being really confused when the person he is talking to suddenly gets really flustered and starts stuttering, but he chalks it up to the cold water, not aware said person is now questioning their entire existence over their sudden attraction to him.

Even better if Justin or Alejandro take it as a challenge but ends up falling for it too,,

Owen and Izzy try telling him but Noah doesn’t believe it since Owen always says weird stuff and Izzy is weird in general. They just sit back and watch as the others start falling for their little buddy, who is blissfully unaware of it all.

It really depends on your own personal preferences but let’s take a vote

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