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You Push and You Pull but You'd Never Know by Lunarrush
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
20 May 2025
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Caleb's self restraint is truly one to be studied. It's just too bad that you have front seat tickets to the way his mind works, and you know just how to drive him crazy.
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Following a row of circumstances that might or might not be Soaps own fault (they totally are), his family now thinks him and Ghost are dating and expect him to bring this boyfriend of his along to his cousins wedding.
So really what other option is there than to bother Ghost into coming along to Scotland with him and pretend to be his boyfriend? Not like his crush could get any worse, right? (wrong)**
Soap opened his mouth again and rushed it all out in one single breath. “Ineedyetobemyfakeboyfriendforthenextfewdays.”
Ghost blinked at him slowly. “The fuck you just said?" -
keep me sharp (test my worth in blood) by Ivillpunchyouinthethroat for spidehpig
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
28 Feb 2024
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“Left you a gift, Johnny,” Ghost answers.
“Aye?” Soap says and Ghost can about hear his grin. “I’m quakin’ in excitement, Lt.”
Soap leaves his mic on and Ghost can hear the creaking of the door open and the soft rustle of Soap's tac gear as he walks over to the body.
A sharp intake of breath and then a low whistle.
“Careful, Lt,” Soap rumbles, accent noticeably thicker, “bloody gifts like these, might think yer courtin’ me proper. The old way at least.”
And that's how it starts.
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In a world where relationships between alphas are forbidden, there are secret, lawless little dens of debauchery where alphas temporarily turn into omegas.
Soap knows there’s something deeply wrong with him, to consider going there for himself.
But he'd do anything to take his mind off of Ghost, even if it's only for a night. But he has no idea just how far Ghost will go to keep him forever.
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Alpha!Soap's idle fantasies of being claimed by Alpha!Ghost are about to become very real. -
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“Oh, god. Oh, god, no. Gaz, tell me I didn’t,” Soap whispered, horrified.
Gaz at least had the good grace to cover his mouth to muffle his laughter. “You absolutely fucking did, mate. Right above your ass,” Gaz informed him, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
In absolute horror, Soap dashed back to the mirror and turned his back to it. It would be fine. When he looked back at his skin in the mirror, it’d be fine. Nothing would be out of place. There would be absolutely nothing wrong with anything.
Soap’s jaw fell to the ground with a panicked whimper when he’d turned his head over his shoulder.
Because, right above his fucking ass like Gaz had said, the name “Simon Riley” was tattooed in neat, mediumly thick letters. Bleeding fucking Christ. He’d gotten a tattoo of Ghost’s name. Above his ass.
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- Part 1 of until my hands are buried by the earth
