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If one asked any of the former clans of the North, the story of King MacTavish and the North Star, they might say that the sorcerer fell into a trap laid by clever King MacTavish. That he bound the White Wolf’s wrists and feet and put him in a collar of cold iron to suppress his magic, brought him to his stronghold and tortured him into obedience. Others might say that the White Wolf came of his own accord.
Others, those who look over their shoulders and know they speak of treason, might hint that it was North Star who found the King first, that he lured King MacTavish into his lair and put him under a spell, seduced him and made the King fall in love with him, to whatever end he might have.
Still others claim that their union was ordained by the gods, that they gave the King a vision when he was a boy, tied the red string of fate to both their hands, and that it is a blessing indeed, to unite magic and might under one banner and keep their people safe.
Naturally, none of these stories are true.
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07 Jan 2026
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And in that pulse of light John sees him.
A man wearing a dark hood stands at the end of the hallway, massive and hulking, larger than any human should be. His shoulders rise and fall, slow and steady and John knows whoever this man is — he’s no soldier. There’s an underlying motion to him, a twitch that has John reaching for the pistol that he doesn’t have, warning bells going off in his mind.
The light sputters once more, and the figure is shifting, the slightest incline of his head as if he’s just realized John was behind him. But something is — different, the light seeming to catch on more than one shape at once.
“Identify your —” but words fail him as the figure turns further, John able to get a peek of what lies beneath the hood, the harsh light catching on the edge of a white skull mask. Haunting and familiar and John feels his breath catch sharp in his chest.
“Simon.”
Bookmarked by MerleToDeath
21 Dec 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
Supposedly Dead Ghost
Grieving Soap
Stalking (but soft? kind of?)
Love is forever
Alone Ghost
Ghost has three dicksLove it when love finds the humanity in monsters
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Ghost is haunted by visions of the fated omega he’d rejected years ago whilst on leave, intent to live his life without ever seeing him again.
When Soap joins the 141, Ghost is hellbent on suppressing his inescapable attraction to his omega, and the unstoppable mating instincts overcoming his senses.
That is, until he very much isn’t.
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07 Nov 2025
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Ghost never joined the military. He had other problems to worry about, trying to live in human society as a vampire.
He never liked what he was, and always dreaded the time when he’d have to find food.On one of these fateful nights, he meets Soap, a handsome stranger he takes a liking to.
He never thought he’d see him again after that, and he never thought Soap would like what he is so much….
Bookmarked by MerleToDeath
04 Nov 2025
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Halloween fic
Vampire Ghost and Human Soap
Blood drinking + sex
Ghost turns Soap into a vampire
They live happy lives through all of eternity ❤️❤️Can't believe it took me so long to come across this fic, I love it