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Cutting Though the Water, Hands Upon the Ghost by TruckersAtlas
Fandoms: Metal Gear (Video Games)
23 Dec 2025
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The tanker mission went all wrong in every way it could. Otacon does what he can to save Snake.
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- Part 1 of Post-Tanker Incident
Bookmarked by DeltaLoraine
22 Apr 2026
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Did You Hear the Distant Cry, Calling Me Back to My Sin? by TruckersAtlas
Fandoms: Metal Gear (Video Games)
03 Jan 2026
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Continuation of "Cutting Through the Water, Hands Upon the Ghost" (also by me)
“Dave,” Otacon started.
“Yeah?” He tried, voice a rasp.
“I don’t have something for you to bite on.” He sighed, clenching his teeth between words. “I’m sorry. This is going to hurt.”
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Otacon, with his lack of medical knowledge, tries to nurse Snake through near-fatal injuries. Once threatened with the idea that Snake may die, the realization comes that things wouldn't be okay without him, something he'd known but never fully thought about before.
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- Part 2 of Post-Tanker Incident
Bookmarked by DeltaLoraine
22 Apr 2026
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"How he wished Dave’s life had been kinder, softer; a life where he wasn't haunted by ghosts, hunted by them.
A life where they weren't just two broken men, desperately clinging to each other in search of salvation."
When Snake has a nightmare, Hal is his tether.
Bookmarked by DeltaLoraine
22 Apr 2026
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Snake is holed up in his cabin in Alaska drinking himself into oblivion when Otacon comes by. Yes I know this has been written about a million times I do not care. It's MY fic.
I think I'm going to turn this into a series. It's good writing practice anyway.
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- Part 1 of You Gotta Go Out and Find It
Bookmarked by DeltaLoraine
22 Apr 2026
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The water is cold. That's the first thing he realizes. There are so many other things he knows he should be doing, should be thinking, but he just knows one thing: it is so fucking cold.
It burns, but not in the way cigarettes warm his throat; it's latex-covered hands and needles and poison gas burning him from the inside out. It's Alaska without a parka, trapped beneath the ice, too far under his dogs to find him. It's Ocelot's eyes on him on Shadow Moses, disappointment mixed with venom as he gave in. It's a cold fire and he's lost feeling in his legs.
(Just your average Tanker Incident fic. I couldn't help myself.)
Bookmarked by DeltaLoraine
21 Apr 2026
