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I asked Pen for a prompt to get out of a writers block, and he said "Hand Comparison."
So, this is Horangi having an internal moment of realization.
About the actual size difference between him and his giant teammate.And perhaps a first nudge neither of them knew they needed.
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Soap takes an accidental fall during a mission, and while it makes some things more complicated - it also makes other things surprisingly less complicated.
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Lost in an abandoned chateau, Soap finds himself losing contact with the Captain. But finding the Lieutenant...?
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Thank You For Letting Me Be Selfish (Lacrimosa Dies Illa) by Apersonfromflorida
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
30 Dec 2022
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Their friendship felt natural. König would always compare it to a breath of fresh air after sitting in a stale room. He had never experienced this before, wanting to keep Horangi by his side forever. The time they spent together grew too. König would stand beside Horangi during debriefs, train next to each other, and at some point their days off lined up seamlessly, leading to full days of the two exploring nearby woods and towns. The closeness he felt with the other man made him ache when they were apart. He could barely stand it if they were separated on missions for longer than a few days.
Then the dreams started.
Lacrimosa Dies Illa - Full of tears and full of dread.
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- Part 1 of Dies Irae - Days of Wrath
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16 Nov 2025
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Ghost fantasizes about what bottoming for Soap would be like.
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21 Sep 2025
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The physical pain was fucking slight in comparison to the internal agony that twisted through him once he was relatively out of sight. The disgrace choked him–the longing. The wishing. The wishing that was just as shameful as his inability to perform basic fucking tasks.
Wishing, wishing that he knew what’d made Ghost pay attention to him that night. What had made him offer himself that one precious time. Wishing he knew how to recreate the circumstances.
Because all he wanted was the affection that he didn’t think Ghost would ever offer him again. Could ever really offer him. Soap wondered if he’d imagined the whole thing. He wondered if he begged…if he begged, would Ghost tell him?
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10 Sep 2025
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“The cowboy killers,” he says slowly, swallows to try and clear his ears. His cheeks are inflamed with the burning winter wind outside. They’re on fire.
I don't know.
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09 Sep 2025
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"My orgasms are fine." Ghost grunts, kicking out from the couch to catch the toe of his boot viciously against Soap's shin.
"Okay, they're 'fine'" Soap mocks, barely wincing at the new ache in his leg and barrelling on anyway. "but could they be better?"
"This is about Sarajevo." Ghost says and Soap rears back like he's been slapped.
"It is not about Sarajevo-"
"Oh my God this is absolutely about fucking Sarajevo!" Ghost scoffs, and actual smile breaking across his face as he understands. "You're in a snit because I said all of my orgasms have been fine and that includes the one you gave me."
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- Part 3 of Low Spirits: Bottom Ghost Weeks Fics
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