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Medic Soap gets roped into TF141. He just wants to survive that tall, skull-faced gadgie whom he is sure has a grudge against him.
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03 Jun 2026
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but no one sees it follows me (i always end up underneath) by zashizawa
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
24 Apr 2026
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He was used to pretending he was fine even when he wasn't — especially when he wasn't. And Soap used to think that that was just the way things would always be, because he never could figure out how to change.
And then he joined the 141, and for the first time ever, he realized that he'd found somewhere he belonged. Somewhere he felt at home. Somewhere that he didn't have to try to stifle himself, somewhere that people laughed at his jokes and paid attention to him long after most others would've tuned out of his distracted rambling.
(Or, Soap gets told to shut up and has a very bad time.)
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02 Jun 2026
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The Ocean in Your Arms by Sgt_Kiran for tamaranianprincess
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
20 May 2026
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10 days. Soap had been MIA for 10 days before Ghost was made aware of anything at all.
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Selkie Soap gets captured by poachers who take his seal skin to try sell him off, Wraith Ghost comes in to save him and massacres everyone to get back what's his.
You know, the usual.
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27 May 2026
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“Look at you…” Price rasps, running a reverent hand over the bindings, feeling the way Ghost shudders beneath them. His fingers trace the knots, testing their strength, watching the way Ghost’s breath hitches with every slow drag of his touch.
Ghost blinks up at him, open-mouthed and dazed, tears beading at the corners of his eyes. His body aches, but it’s a delicious kind of ache—the kind that makes him feel kept, wanted.
Price smirks, dragging his thumb over the tear-streaked flush of Ghost’s cheek, tracing the heat there. His eyes are dark with possession, admiration, something almost tender beneath the hunger.
"Ready for me, sweet thing?"
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Or, Ghost can't stop fantasising about the one man that makes him feel safe. Price provides an outlet for his perverted desires.
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13 May 2026
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Of course, that’s exactly when Soap walks in.
Soaked from the rain, chest rising and falling fast from the run, his shirt clinging to him in all the right places. He pauses in the doorway, eyes flicking from Price to Ghost, and then narrowing with suspicion.
“Why d’you look like that?” he asks, tone accusatory.
Ghost stares back, completely mute. He cannot—cannot—get his mouth to work.
Price chuckles, turning just enough to glance over his shoulder at Soap. “His brain’s just catching up with his dick.”
With a casual nod toward the couch, he adds, “Sit down, would you?”
Soap just stares—mouth slightly open, chest still heaving, frozen in place.
Price sighs, amused, and steps closer. The shift in his tone is unmistakable—low, commanding, almost coaxing. The way you’d speak to a dog you know will obey, eventually.
“Sit.”
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Or; Ghost and Soap share a longing for Price, and Price teaches them how to share.
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13 May 2026
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“How would you know what Soap sounds like in bed?” Gaz asks drunkenly making Soap’s head snap to him.
“He doesn’t,” Soap denies, but then Ghost’s hand clamps down and the man is leaning over him, covered lips brushing his ear before Ghost is speaking, or whining.
“Simon, please, god, Simon,” Ghost whines in a mimicry of Soap last night making his face light up in a horrible blush that no doubt reaches beneath his shirt.Bookmarked by cay13
29 Apr 2026
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Panties. Lollipops. Tight clothes. All clearly invitations Ghost is using to signal his desire for his teammates to ravage him.
There's only one problem.
Someone has made a bet. A little bet to see just who gets to have the lieutenant first, and that bet is driving them all up the wall.
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28 Apr 2026
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“It’s good to see you, Johnny,” Simon murmurs against his brow, warm breath coasting across John’s ear, goosebumps leaving a shivering path in its wake.
“Yeah,” John says, allowing Simon to pull him closer, inhaling that familiar scent of spice and tea and Simon. Something he never wants to be without again, something that’s kept him awake for nights on end, because he’s missed him so fucking much. “It’s good to see you too, Lt.”
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28 Apr 2026
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“Ghost makes a mental note for later that you can in fact throat fuck the brat out of his Sergeant.”
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28 Apr 2026
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Jason's never really thought of himself as anything special. He's one soldier among thousands, and he's never been one of the rank-climbing sons of noble families, looking to earn honor and as high a position as possible to serve their country. He's just him; street-born and raised.
When the kingdom begins ceremonies to find a shadow for the prince, Jason doesn't expect to get that far. He certainly doesn't expect to become one of the chosen finalists, or to actually meet the about-to-be-crowned prince face to face. It's just a meeting though. He'd never actually be chosen for such a prestigious position, right?
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26 Apr 2026
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Drastic Measures by tinyheater
Fandoms: DCU, Deathstroke the Terminator (Comics), Batman - All Media Types
27 Mar 2026
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Deathstroke comes across a captured bird while on a job and decides to save him. Then he makes him sing.
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24 Apr 2026
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The First Day of Forever by HigherMagic for Tactically_Unsound_Johnny_Boy
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
09 Sep 2025
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RULES FOR THE CHAT:
Don't be a twat.
Don't argue with mods.
No, the mask won't come off.Ghost_Protocol_ is now live!
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19 Apr 2026
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This Life Looks Good On You by HigherMagic for Kassiopeia26
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
14 Apr 2026
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"I want to mate with you, Johnny," he confesses. "Properly."
He can feel, beneath his hand, the curl of Soap's smile. "Ye already are," he soothes, nuzzling close.
"No, I mean… Permanently. Properly." Soap tilts his head. "Ordered a proper treatment plan, been seein' a civvy consultant. I want to really settle into it. Change, so I can be yours. If you let me."
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- Part 1 of Ides of March Giveaways
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17 Apr 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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17 Apr 2026
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“Anyone catching your fancy?”
Simon let his eyes roam the pit again. On the far side, against the cold slab of concrete wall, two figures lingered in conversation. One scrolled his phone between glances, a cropped black tee hugging his frame, muscles shifting beneath warm brown skin each time he readjusted his stance. Attractive, sure - but it was the other one that made Simon’s pulse tick up.
He was tall, maybe six foot, six-one at most. Still shorter than Simon’s six-four, which only made it better. Pale skin flushed from heat, a shadow of stubble darkening his cheeks, and a mohawk that somehow suited him perfectly. In one hand he nursed a cup of something dark, wrist catching the strobe lights with the flash of a silver bracelet. His shirt clung indecently, fishnet panels giving teasing glimpses of his torso. Black jeans framed his legs - frustratingly opaque - until Simon caught the faint gleam of metal at his chest. Silver. Pierced nipples.
“Christ,” Simon muttered, pointing him out to Price. “Dunno how I didn’t notice him until now.”
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04 Apr 2026
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take me over ‘til i’m done, ‘til you’re done by orphan_account
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
13 Apr 2025
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Gaz has always been a good boy. He always did as told, never acted out, and obeyed every order. He had no need to act up, no matter how much his best friend suggested it.
But after a long few weeks of struggling for Price's attention, Gaz could feel himself getting restless. So he decides to try acting up to see what happens...
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Gaz brats out to get Price's attention.
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04 Apr 2026
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“I don’t normally bring new additions to the team. I think we work well as is, but…” Price spoke, leaning his arms on the desk, “This one’s been relocated three times now.”
Ghost narrowed his eyes, fingertips gripping the corner of the front cover of the folder in anticipation to open it, “Why on earth are we taking in someone who’s been relocated three times?”
“He has potential, Simon.” Price said firmly, “I’ve seen what he can do. He’s damn good at it. He just needs some training.”
“Sir,” Ghost said gruffly, trying not to recoil at the prospect of training a troublemaker rookie for the next several months, “With all due respect, I don’t think I’m the best fit for this.”
“I think you are.” Price chuckled, “Plus, he liked your scent the best. Reacted well to it, so I think he’ll be a little less trouble for you than his past handlers.”
Scent? Handlers? Oh, fuck no. Price better not be insinuating what Ghost thought he was.
He flipped open the front cover of the folder, revealing an ID photo of the soldier on one side, and a file with all his information on the other.
A dog hybrid.
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27 Mar 2026
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Johnny wasn't his - couldn't be. But that didn't stop Simon from growling at everyone that tried to make a pass at the omega.
Johnny is sick of Simon's shit.
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the one A/B/O with a touch of feelings, gore, sex, and a feral Ghostie.
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27 Mar 2026
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Ghost stood next to him, one hand on the desk as he leaned in closer to view the blueprints on the screen.
“Not this one, the other one.” Ghost said. Soap’s attention returned to the screen, moving the pointer to click onto the next image. Just before he was about to click, a small ping sounded from the laptop, an email notification popping up right over the ‘next image’ button. Unfortunately, his reaction time wasn’t quite good enough, and instead of clicking on the next image, he clicked on the notification and opened the email.
To his grand horror, it was an email stating that his order had been shipped. His very private order, that he didn’t want anyone seeing.
Hello, John. Your Order #20199388 has been shipped!
1x Black silicone vibrator for men ultra high-power
1x Deep purple 5” dildo perfect for beginners strong suction baseYour guaranteed delivery date will be in: 2 days
Thank you for your order!Fuck.
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26 Mar 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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25 Mar 2026