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Hopped up on painkillers after an injury in the field, Ghost finds his usual control around a certain sergeant slipping
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- Part 6 of COD One Shots
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13 Jul 2026
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Soap hopes to finally get Ghost in bed, but finds a problem he hadn't anticipated... There's too many beds!
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- Part 11 of COD One Shots
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13 Jul 2026
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Price overhears his teammates on a mission and it changes their dynamic forever
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- Part 14 of COD One Shots
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13 Jul 2026
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Sheep hybrid Ghost is ready to confess to Soap, but words aren't as easy as action. Letting his sergeant and friend shear him should get the message across
Day 4 of COD Hybrid Week 2026 (Touch starved)
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- Part 1 of Sheep Hybrid Ghost
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13 Jul 2026
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Soap gives one last ditch effort to convince his boyfriend to let him top. When it backfires in the form of accidently texting his LT instead, he finds that maybe he doesn't need to settle after all
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13 Jul 2026
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As they begin to load Ella into the back of the ambulance, Simon goes to climb in. Sean presses a hand to his shoulder. “I’m sorry, sir, family only.”
Simon darts a look at John, uncharacteristic panic darting across his face.
“He is family,” John blurts. Sean looks skeptically at him and John knows what he sees: a blond Englishman, Uncle Simon, who is clearly not blood related in any way to the child on the gurney. Without thinking, John says the very thing that he suspects is Simon’s ticket into that ambulance. He gestures to Ella. “She’s my sister’s daughter.” He locks eyes with Simon. “And he’s my husband.”
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When Ella has a bad fall, Uncle Simon steps in to help. John makes an impulsive decision that turns out all right in the end.
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13 Jul 2026
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The Ghost owned few things, but all of them were equally meaningful. His personal knife collection, his mask, and his reputation. Coveted, every one of them, and Ghost would find himself growling like an abused, feral dog if someone got too close for comfort.
Truthfully, he was happy owning so little yet so much. It was the most he’d ever had to his name, and growing up like he had… One learned not to turn their nose up at simpler things in life. Simon Riley, the man who owned nothing, was dead, leaving Ghost in his wake. Ghost owned little, but what he had brought him peace of mind and he was content with that.
Every principle of simplicity he’d built up brick by brick in his mind went flying out the bloody window as soon as Johnny came traipsing through the hole he’d blown in Ghost’s walls. For the first time since he could remember, Ghost wanted.
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13 Jul 2026
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Don't feed the wildlife and certainly don't try to make friends with it, the rules say. Yet here MacTavish is, trying to get closer to the gorgeous creature hiding in the sea.
A creature that is staring right back at him, and seems just as curious about MacTavish in turn.
or: big mers with big cocks? no! small mers with proportionally small cunts!
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11 Jul 2026
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Nothing Loves You, Darling Boy by HigherMagic for Chainlocker
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
08 Jul 2026
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"Ye ever heard of a whalefall?" Soap asks. Ghost nods. "Big carcass, settlin' down in the bottom of the ocean, and all these other things get to feast off it. Don't care where it swam, how old it was, dinnae even care what it's made of 'cept meat." He takes another drag, down to the filter.
Ghost hands his over, doesn't even think about it until he sees Soap's lip close around the shine of his own saliva. His breath hitches, riveted beyond belief. "Kinda makes ye wonder, ye ken? If there is God, and He's off doin' whatever, what might come in and feed off what He left behind?"
Things evolve to feed. Hunger is the oldest emotion there is.
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- Part 4 of Ides of March Giveaways
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10 Jul 2026
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SCP-141-07
Item #: 141-07
Object Class: Thaumiel
Description: Discovered by SAS Captain [DATA REDACTED], entity 141-07 is a void mass of unknown origin and purpose. The entity is classed 'Thaumiel' due to its ability to destroy, eat, or absorb dangerous objects and entities unable to be otherwise contained with existing Foundation resources.
The entity has accepted the name 'Ghost', and responds favorably to male pronouns, though most appearances of Ghost defy categorical gender designation. Most often a black cat (141-07a), Ghost has formed a companionable relationship with Captain [DATA REDACTED], and his assigned handlers, Sergeants [DATA REDACTED] and [DATA REDACTED].Bookmarked by Sagacity
06 Jul 2026
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Soap isn't a huge believer in Fate, but he can't deny she's smiling on him in the days after Simon wakes up from his five-day-long nap.
He's tired and groggy, a little gaunt in the face, his belly concave. Soap is quick to offer him the fish that's still fresh, first, feeding Simon by hand as he lazily chews, his cheek pillowed on Soap's thigh as Soap feeds him mouthfuls by hand, his eyes round and black and half-hidden behind his translucent lids.
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- Part 3 of The Selkie's Second Husband
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04 Jul 2026
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(Never) Look Them in the Eye by HigherMagic for Ivillpunchyouinthethroat
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
14 Sep 2025
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"Soap!" Gaz snaps. "Get the fuck out of there and to the ship! I can't override the take-off, you know that!"
"Ah'm stuck," Soap admits, swallowing harshly. "Coilhead in front of me, bracken behind. Can't move."
"Damn it," Gaz rasps, his voice thick with grief. As their junker pack Alpha, he takes their personnel losses hard, and Soap has been running with Price and Gaz for months now. Enough for them to bond, for them to get used to one another, to feel that close connection all packs share back on the last planets that still support human life the way it used to be. "Soap, I can't… I…"
"Get to the Company, turn in the quota," Soap demands, his voice steadier than he feels. "I'll try to find some power to keep my walkie on. Then…if ye can…"
"We're coming back for you," Gaz says sternly. "We're coming back. Don't die on me, Tav."
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04 Jul 2026
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“Don’t… touch me, Cap,” John wheezes, his fingers curling into claws as he tries to pull at his own vest. The friction of the Kevlar like sandpaper on raw nerves. “I’ll… burn ye.”
“Jesus,” Price murmurs under his breath, but there is no hesitation from Simon, the man stripping off his gloves, tendrils of frost curled around his fingertips.
“Simon,” John grits. “Don’t.”
“You can’t hurt me, Johnny,” Simon murmurs, hands moving to John’s vest, careful movements as helps him rip it off.
For COD Hybrid Week 2026!
- Mates (Day 1)
- Sex Pollen (Day 7)- Language:
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25 Jun 2026
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Noah and the Anglerfish by HigherMagic for Niceven (Nicevensilace)
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
13 Jan 2025
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“Steamin’ bloody Jesus,” Soap breathes. “How often does he do this?”
Gaz turns, then, and meets his eye. “Us, and Price… We’re the only ones who’d live to talk about it,” he says. “It’s a last resort.” He reaches out, then, and puts his hand on Soap’s arm. “Being his handler means being the one to call the shots, Soap. We’re the only bloody things he cares about. Everything else is fodder. If you ever have to make this call, you better be damn sure you don’t care about survivors, because there won’t be any.”
Price had been so eager to give the order. Imagine holding the nuke in your hands, knowing that you’ll be the only thing to survive its detonation. Imagine being Noah, but with the power to call the Flood whenever he wished.
Soap shivers, something not altogether kind or good curling around his brainstem at the notion.
Whether Gaz clocks it or not, he can’t say, but he eventually murmurs, “You’ll need a psych eval after this. We all get one after Ghost smokes out. Even him.”
Soap frowns. “Why?”
Gaz shrugs. “You’ll have to ask him. Personally, I think we all like it a bit too much.”
Soap blushes, and doesn’t have the words for why.
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24 Jun 2026
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Onyx and Lapis Lazuli by HigherMagic for assholeachilleus
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
28 Nov 2024
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“We don’t eat children,” Ghost finally mutters, because it’s annoying him, and his shoulders ache, and he can’t believe that rumor actually got any traction. Why would dragons eat children? They’re hardly more than a mouthful.
To his surprise, Soap laughs. “I ken,” he replies, grinning when Ghost turns to look at him. “And ye don’t keep virgins for a hundred years to ripen ‘em up, and ya don’t even hoard all that badly. I’m no’ daft.”
“Could’a fooled me,” Ghost mutters.
“Ye attacked me in the dead of night when I was asleep, used yer fuckin’ dark magic on me,” Soap snaps. “In a fair fight I’da won.”
Ghost snorts again, ashy and hot behind his mask. “Unlikely.”
“Take off these bonds and we’ll see then, eh?”
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24 Jun 2026
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Bombs, Babies, and Bullets by HigherMagic for Niceven (Nicevensilace)
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
15 Aug 2025
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For a long time, the 141 has been exclusively birds.
This isn’t by design; a lot of those that choose to go spec ops are birds, or particularly well-suited breeds of dogs and cats, the occasional mustelid and, for one particular mission where they’d had to house a foreign unit, a very inconvenient bull. Usually, though, it’s animals that are good in small groups as well as large ones, groups that can form flocks and packs and colonies, respectively.
They are a flock, mismatched and odd though they are, and Ghost has always assumed that, should they welcome a fourth into their unit, for a trial run or otherwise, their prime candidates would be other birds.
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23 Jun 2026
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"Ghost," Soap says, sharper this time, a little edge of order in his voice. Ghost's shoulders tense, roll up. He winces and straightens again, staring up at Soap. The eye contact is settling, a little - seeing Ghost's eyes focus on him is reassuring, tells Soap that Ghost is with him at least. He forces a smile. "What's goin' on in that pretty little head, huh?"
He means it to tease, hopes it'll make Ghost roll his eyes, scoff and shove at him, as he always has when Soap turns flirty and intimate. Ghost's boundaries are well-known and well-respected - he likes the social play of it all, comfortable in platonic submission that lets Gaz and Soap and Price needle at him, seek reassurance that he's their steadfast and constant foundation, but pulls a hard and fast stop when it progresses too far. Soap expects to hit that wall, to get a little snark and be dismissed as a worrying mother hen.
But Ghost just stares up at him, unblinking, his eyes unbearably warm, cheeks flushed along the edges of his mask.
Soap frowns, reaches out to put the back of his hand on Ghost's forehead. Ghost's lashes flutter weakly.
"Think I'm droppin'," Ghost mutters, leaning into the touch.
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23 Jun 2026
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Price smiles, and reaches out to pet though the thick ruff of fur between Ghost's powerful shoulders. "Tomorrow," he promises, "you can feast."
Ghost's reptilian tongue flicks out, once. "And the day after?"
"Soon, Simon, I swear," Price tells him. "Once I have the throne, you will have all the attentive audiences and fresh meat you can stand."
Neither Soap nor Gaz know how Ghost came to be in Price's service. It is one of those things that defies an origin story - where Price was, there was Ghost. Where Price went, Ghost followed. Whatever magic binds them goes deeper than skin, than bone.
And in all the time Price has known him, Ghost's hunger is endless. His devotion, tireless.
Soap and Gaz slumber on, unaware, as Ghost lifts his reptilian head and licks, delicately, over Price's lips. "You'll have your throne," he whispers, rough and ardent, breathless when Price tilts his head and kisses one of his large, exposed fangs.
"Rest, love," Price commands, and Ghost obediently lowers his heads, and closes his eyes.
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22 Jun 2026
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Derek spots Stiles at the bar. He walks over to him, trying to be calm, but when he sees the other Alpha with his hand on Stiles’ leg and Stiles’ stiff posture, he loses it. He growls low and the Alpha looks up smirking and very slowly takes his hand away, squeezing Stiles’ knee.
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06 Jun 2026
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Among the towering, crumbled ruins of Ravenwind, barely visible through the trees, a distant light grew brighter.
"There," Khadgar said. "That's where it is."
"Fantastic," Lothar said, panting and wiping black blood off his sword. "And how many more harpies do you suppose there are between here and there?"
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05 Jun 2026