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He is not a good man.
Never claimed to be.
Maybe that's why he can tell with such perfect clarity that Cole is a prick: takes one to know one.
Maybe it’s why things happen the way they do (somewhere between lucky and fucked): Ghost deserves it for being a fucking prick, too.
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An old friend of Soap’s causes new problems for Ghost (if covertly watching one’s flirty subordinate get plowed—poorly—over a bathroom sink can be said to be a problem). They work it out in the end.
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24 Jan 2024
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Yearning, Ghost realizes, aches even deeper than a bullet wound.
He’s trained himself not to desire, the same way he’s trained his body to sprint while in full tactical gear, the same way he’s trained his eyes to focus through a sniper scope for hours on end.
But he’s never wanted someone—anything—like he wants Soap.
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22 Jan 2024
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Keegan looks good like this. Laid out, bare; skin stained with the bites of your nails, the nips of your teeth, nestled evenly amid the smattering of battle wounds and blemishes that colour him in a rich history wrought with gunfire and calamity.
(You often tell him that the two of you are kismet.
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14 Jan 2024
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He’s there in the room when the terrible thing happens.
Or: You and Ghost bond over weeks and months.
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12 Jan 2024
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You've been best friends with Johnny for most of your life. You're not sure when things started to cross the line.
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07 Jan 2024
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"Thought we lost you." His voice is a crackle; sap popping as it burns in the fire. The log charring in the kindling. There was a battle in his head; artillery fire in the gaps of his eyes. "Thought we— fuck, pet. Thought you were gone, and we couldn't do a damn thing about it."
His knuckles graze the mark in your temple, gentle around the tight, irritated flesh—it's proof that you lived, that despite the tragedy of the betrayal from the man you counted on the most, you survived. You made it. You won.
His touch is featherlight. But his eyes–
His eyes are heavy with the promise of nothing but ruin.
(it's like holding a lit cigarette to your pulse.)
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- Part 2 of sink or swim
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07 Jan 2024
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It's the burn of hindsight, that fuzzy little thing called moribund that leaks into your marrow as you all take turns showering (they let you go first, unspoken, of course), and converge around the large meeting room where everything—including Simon Riley—was exposed.
Several drinks in, Gaz turns to you and says: never have I ever… had a gangbang before, and things quickly devolved from there.
(Well. You can scratch that off your bucket list.)it's a call of duty gangbang fic. that's all.
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Just one bite; to taste, and let go.
Or, the on-field flirting is getting a little ridiculous.
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Salt pools between your teeth; your lips sting. "You—," your voice breaks over the word; a tendril of embarrassment curls inside of your guts, admixing the alcohol you'd just finished drinking with Gaz. You flush, clear your throat. "I wasn't expecting you."
It's a stupid thing to say, in retrospect. You never expect him, and you suppose that's the point. Ghost—Simon Riley—comes and goes like an undomesticated alley cat wandering around until he lets himself inside your flat for however long he plans on staying.
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31 Dec 2023
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He pants against your mouth, and you can feel the stretch of his grin—a languorous, satiated smile like the sunrise in the winter. All dark, endlessly so, and then suddenly—
Johnny feels like dusk. The first breach of the morning over the lands; a sleepy haze of light eating into the tenebrose that shrouds everything around you. A steak of ochre, gold, in a world of darkness; the varicoloured smear of pastel clouds breaking over the horizon.
Being with him is a little bit like cupping the sun in the palm of your hand.
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31 Dec 2023
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No one wrenches you open, leaving you raw and exposed, like Simon. A wound that never heals. A sickness that never dissipates. You carry the weight of him between your ribs and thundering heart. A place of safekeeping, protecting this precious knot that gnarls inside of you from everything else out there that might want to hurt it. It thrums now, dizzy with the feeling of him so close to you.
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30 Dec 2023
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Steve looks shy suddenly. "Can I ask you something?"
"Yeah, of course."
"It's about... the hanky stuff."
Eddie blinks at him. Pretending not to know what he means. Just for the pleasure of seeing Steve squirm. "Hanky stuff?"
Steve's eyes slide over his shoulder, obviously embarrassed. "You said there was-"
Eddie tightens his hand on Steve's thigh. "Look at me when you talk to me."
Steve does as he's told. Instantly. Making something hot and heavy uncoil in the bottom of Eddie's stomach.
"Go on," he says, unclenching his grip and rubbing Steve's leg where he's left a red mark.
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Six months after saving Hawkins, Steve and Eddie find themselves growing closer, from intimate phone calls deep into the night to hanging out just the two of them. But secrets and tensions come to the surface as Eddie talks about his sexuality, about what he likes to do to pretty boys like Steve. It's only a matter of time before something between them snaps.
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This is a really bad fucking situation.
Eddie would know.
Jaw working, he leans in, says, ‘You’re not my type.’
And when he draws away, Steve is laughing, like it’s genuinely funny. He’s got this light sheen of sweat over his skin, it’s glittering. His hair moves, he pushes it back with his hands as his hips sway in time with the rhythm like he’s commanding it and he moves like a siren; a creature who exists only to lure.
‘I’m everyone’s type,’ he tells Eddie, like he just knows it and pities Eddie for lying. ‘To fuck, at least.’
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23 Jan 2023
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Breaking: Az does it again. Devastating, beautiful, can’t BELIEVE I got to read this for free.
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1914. England are at war with Germany. When a happily engaged Steve Harrington enlists in the British Army, he's unsure what to expect. But in all his wildest dreams, he never imagined he'd find the love of his life.
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31 Dec 2022
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Wip, is definitely gonna kill my heart
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Steve starts paying Eddie for sex once he discovers that Eddie doesn't just deal drugs and perform at the Hideout.
(Steve doesn't mean to fall in love with him, but he can’t help himself.)
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- Part 2 of Running with the Devil
- Part 1 of Money, Power, Glory
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It was only once. They were teenagers. It didn’t mean anything.
The last one was a lie.One summer changed everything—and then Eddie was arrested. When he gets out of prison, Steve takes him in, prepared to suffer through unrequited love. Eddie has other, filthier, ideas. Angst, BDSM, and domesticity.
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26 Nov 2022
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Ayes invented steddie idc this is my canon
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“Is he whining about Eddie being mean to him again?” Robin is leaning in the doorway, eating a leftover slice that’s probably cold by now. “You talk about him more than you talk about girls, Steve, it’s getting concerning. Anyone would think you had a crush.”
or, steve is pretty convinced eddie now hates him. turns out eddie has the opposite problem.
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- Part 1 of love vigilantes
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26 Nov 2022
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There are fics and then there’s Subculture. I said what I said.
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When Eddie sees Steve in a gay bar, he decides to seduce him and break his heart as revenge for what an asshole Steve was in high school. Steve, who was only at the bar to support Robin, is taken aback by the attention but finds himself under Eddie’s spell. And Eddie, to his growing unease, discovers that Steve Harrington is actually everything he’s ever wanted.
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26 Nov 2022
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I’m never recovering from this one bestie
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“Hold on,” Robin interrupts. “Hold on, is this— are you, like. Do you know what masochism is?”
“I know I act like it sometimes, Robin, but I’m not actually fucking twelve,” Steve says.
OR: Eddie has a black hanky in his back pocket.