Burn_Flicker_Die
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Kyle looks downright edible in that outfit. His toned body only accentuated by the burgundy mesh, his ass perfectly filling out the trousers he's wearing, the taper of his waist down into the belt. John's distracted by the earrings Kyle's wearing. He knew he had his ears pierced but he didn't know he has so many. They're all gold, glittering from the bar in the top of his ear to the spiral that appears as if it weaves through several piercings along the shell of Gaz's ear, down to the impossibly thin gold chain that dangles from the lobe of his left ear.
John and Kyle have never been anything and, truthfully, he knows he doesn't have feelings for Kyle. . . but looking at him right now? With his warm hands roaming an increasing amount of John's bare thighs. . .
Fuck
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26 Apr 2026
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Freediver John “Soap” MacTavish has trained for years to break the world diving record—pushing his body beyond limits, mastering the silence of the deep. But as the record attempt nears, something begins to stir beneath the surface.
Something watching him.
Something waiting.It starts as a feeling, a presence just out of reach, one that fills him with unease... and a strange sense of longing. The deeper he dives, the more he feels it, a pull that’s not just in his mind, but in his bones.
Like he’s not alone down there. Like whatever is waiting for him in the dark has always been meant for him, and him alone.- Language:
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25 Apr 2026
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John “Soap” MacTavish is frozen under the weight of a singular glowing golden eye. Its vertical pupil dilates and contracts and Soap swears he can feel the physical weight of a touch skimming over his body as it trails up and down him, assessing. The touch feels as if a singular sharp claw is being dragged over his skin, holding him in place with the silent threat of evisceration should he so much as breathe.
So he doesn’t breathe, he doesn’t move, he can’t even bring himself to look away from that eye as he’s studied; as his fate is decided by the sleek, inky black creature standing just a few feet in front of him.
Soap’s skin feels as if it’s burning under the weight of that stare, but he’s finally able to take a breath in. He lets it out through his nose slowly, quietly, and is careful not to move as he tries to convince his body he isn’t in danger.
But he isn’t convinced. . . isn’t even close, and as he’s able to finally tear his gaze away from the one eye that he can see, he becomes almost sure that he is in danger.
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25 Apr 2026
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The night before Ghost and Soap's wedding, Price, the Best Man, reflects on his history with Simon; the love, the loss and the circuitous route they both took to eventually find their happiness. By the reception, he's reached the conclusion that everything really does happen for a reason.
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- Part 2 of Ulysses
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24 Apr 2026
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ABSOLUTELY*KRAKEN*MYM'FINGHOG by fockenWIMDY, Monsterlice, toomanybats for Soapedghost
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
22 Dec 2025
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Of course there's always the muscle and the beautiful eyes and the every other tiny thing that has kept Ghost strung along in the last year and a half since Soap first walked up and demanded to be allowed to try for the 141. That's a part of it, Ghost knows. The drive, the determination to be the best without even taking into account his natural advantages when shifted into…whatever it is he becomes. Soap has always been cagey about that. But Ghost has always been attracted to competence, and this insolent, insubordinate little shit is also probably the single most competent soldier Ghost has ever had the good luck to work with.
And then there's the fact Soap is a hybrid. A damned powerful one at that.
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The predator in him can't deny the inherent thrill of having prey so close; the satisfaction of remaining undetected is a high he'll never get sick of. Though he's strictly human, Ghost is stealthier by far than any other Soap has met. It's probably why he's so pathetically infatuated with the man. He mentally shakes himself, returning to the mission at hand as he and Ghost both watch the men beneath them until they enter a door and are out of sight.
Then they move.
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23 Apr 2026