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[DAY 4 - CREATURES & MONSTERS + DAY 5 - BELLY BULGE]
«Three flocks,» the emissary repeated. «Two horses as well, and nearly half a dozen cows. The farmers reported finding tracks near the stream. Dragon tracks.»
That, Simon considered, was something he could work with.
He was no scholar of dragons, nor did he pretend to know everything there was to know about the creatures, but he had faced enough of them to know far more than most soldiers with too many ideals and too little sense.
After all, he'd seen a dragon in action long before he learned how to slay one.--
OR: Simon knows how to hunt a dragon, but he wasn't ready to face one in rut.
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- Part 4 of Bottom Ghost Week 2026
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По имени Райли by fandom Call of Ghoap 2026 (fandom_ghoap), ginger_ester
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
16 Aug 2026
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Джонни хочет «жить долго и счастливо» с каким-нибудь классным, надёжным мужиком. Наверное, поэтому из всех анкет в приложении для знакомств он выбирает едва ли заполненный профиль с невнятной фоткой. Саймон хочет спокойствия, умиротворения и никого не видеть. Наверное, поэтому он скачивает приложение для знакомств и начинает переписку с кем-то под ником «скотти_бой».
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- Part 18 of Call of Ghoap 2026 ББ-квест
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Два месяца и вся жизнь by fandom Call of Ghoap 2026 (fandom_ghoap), moonlit_frostweaver
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
17 Aug 2026
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Джон не планировал отказываться от подавителей. Его совершенно устраивала жизнь без течек и чужих навязчивых запахов. Но кто вообще там спрашивал, чего он планировал и хотел?
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- Part 22 of Call of Ghoap 2026 ББ-квест
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“Not old.” A scar ran down the side of Ghost’s face, perpendicular to the cut of his jawline, and it shifted as he spoke, “Younger than Price.”
“Really?” Soap’s stool scraped across the floor as he tugged it closer. Far too close for two grown, military sculpted men to be to each other but Soap had had at least two tequila shots even before he’d started on his next drinks, so it felt like nothing at all to be able to smell that Ghost was clean. No blood. No dirt. Clean, washed skin underneath his clothes and mask, “I mean, that wee glance you gave us of your mug back before the raid wasn’t much to go on.”
“Thought you might have gone rifling through my file.”
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Or: Ghost and Soap are the last ones left in the bar after the final MW2 mission, knees touching, and Soap can't help himself. Can't stop the little, needling shit that lives in the back of his head and cajoles him into pushing himself into Ghost's vision. 'Just a snog, sir. We don't have to tell.' Except, it's not really that easy, is it?
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- Part 1 of i think i was meant to keep you warm
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Он задергался в жестком захвате, широко распахнутыми глазами глядя на темную балаклаву.
— Саймон… ты чего? — голос МакТавиша сорвался на сиплый, жалкий шепот. Он рефлекторно уперся ладонями в твердую пластину чужого бронежилета, пытаясь оттолкнуть, но его руки лишь слабо дрожали. — Ты шутишь? Это шутка такая, да?..
Гоуст не усмехнулся. Не отстранился ни на миллиметр. Его глаза под маской оставались пугающе серьезными — черные, немигающие провалы, в которых не было ни капли веселья.
Уловив чужую панику, лейтенант начал его успокаивать. Но делал он это в своем, извращенно-жестком стиле. -
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“Fuck—“ there’s a squeeze to his cock, then, a kiss to the corner of his mouth, a lick to his lower lip that makes his jaw go lax. He makes space for Johnny's tongue to explore his mouth, as if he weren’t familiar with every nook and edge of teeth, letting it fill his mouth along with his thumb.
Eventually, Soap draws out his fingers to cup his face, leaving a wet smear of saliva up his jaw. The kiss slows down, the drag of teeth turning occasional and almost tender, a wet glide of lips on lips.
“Simon.” Soap’s knee presses up to nudge his legs open. His mouth is still brushing his, still sharing the same air. “Let me take care of you.”
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Ghost is what the world made of him: an efficient survivor, light on his feet and heavy with his hits, borderline invincible.
Soap wants Simon.
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- Part 3 of The Tangle in the Wire
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Ладно, он об этом все равно подумал. Сложно было не оценивать мужчину… “Так идеально вписывающихся в твои подростковые кинки, Джонни”, - сам себе сказал Соуп, чуть разминая шею, проводя по загривку ладонью. - “Интересно, если я скажу ему, что вот уже лет десять дрочу на Кристина Бэйла, он поймет? Или сразу надо объяснить, что у моей кровати я сменил пятый плакат с “Темного рыцаря”, потому что первые четыре уже были не такие темные?...”
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John tucks his nose into the crook of Simon’s neck, cold against the fabric of his mask, and Simon can only hold him tighter, letting his own scent wash away every trace of the other alpha.
“Johnny.”
The name comes unbidden to his lips, Simon able to feel the shiver that wracks Soap’s body, the goosebumps that prickle his skin. John’s fingers tighten in his shirt, warm breath against the cloth at Simon’s neck. He’s so close, the scent of him soothing over Simon’s own skin like a balm to the ache that lives buried deep inside of him.
He knows he should say something, do something, but he’s frozen, rooted to the spot.
Johnny is his best friend. His best fucking friend in the entire world and while he knows the man won’t speak on what happened tonight, Simon is offering whatever comfort he can.
But maybe it’s not his to offer. Maybe the reason Johnny went out tonight is because he’s looking for something.
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Soap joins the 141 and is paired with Ghost. His new lieutenant is shrouded in mystery and Soap is curiously trying to figure out what exactly Ghost's animal part is.
A series of one-shots that are connected and follow the prompts, albeit some of them quite loosely xD
For COD Hybrid Week 2026.Chapter 1: First meeting - Soap and Ghost meet.
Chapter 2: Sparring + Ambush - Soap doesn't understand how Ghost's instincts work and why he can never surprise him.
Chapter 3: Nesting - Ghost never sleeps so Soap just has to try to make him get some rest.
Chapter 4: Blood - Ghost gets injured badly and Soap takes care of him.
Chapter 5: Grooming - Soap takes care of Ghost until he heals. -
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Ghost hated Soap. Of that, Soap was absolutely certain.
But he didn’t understand why Ghost despised him so. Soap had been nothing but friendly to him, offering to share his snacks, and even trying to lend him his favorite plushie one time.
Ghost hadn’t appreciated the gesture, and Soap had been left alone behind a closed door with his tail tucked between his legs, and his ears pressed flush to his head.
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When Soap and Ghost end up in a routine of masturbating together, Soap has to confront feelings he'd never explored. He wasn't sure he was as straight as he always assumed he was. It turns out to be a harder question to answer than he previously assumed. and Ghost wasn't making this any easier for him.
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What the fuck.
Soap brings his hand closer to his face, squinting hard. Making his already pounding headache worse. This isn’t real. Has to be a prank. For some reason, Gaz must’ve sneaked in here. Funny guy.
He’s heard—even seen it, once—the stories. It’s rare, but real, or at least an elaborate hoax, spanning countries and hundreds of years.
People brought together, Fate intervening. Everyone is supposed to have one, a red thread leading and binding them to the person they’re supposed to spend their life with, though Soap isn’t sure how true that is. No one falls in love once. But it’s not just for love, as he heard it. Maybe this is that. He’s not in love with Ghost. Wants him, sure, crushing…not something he wants to admit to in the cold light of day, but okay.
It’s not love.
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Omegaverse AU: Where it’s common for alphas in the military to regularly engage the services of omegas, in order to prevent ruts interfering with their work.
When alpha Ghost invites alpha Soap to share an omega for that very reason, Soap expects a night of awkward, one-sided sex that he’ll inevitably regret. Because even alphas as close as they are can become dangerously territorial, when omegas are involved.
Maybe it’s a good thing, then, that the omega never shows up at all.
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“Do yae think yae can come again?”
“Dunno.”
“It’s okay, we can stop here. We don’t have to continue if yae’re done, lovely.” Johnny whispers, giving Simon an out, letting him decide when they’re done.
Except Simon apparently doesn’t want that.
“Can we try?” Simon’s not pleading, not exactly, but there’s an edge to his tone, and it’s… “I want to be good for you.”
Oh.
He is desperate, and he’s fucking cute about it.
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Simon and Johnny meet for a third session and Simon finally reveals what he was keeping close to his chest!!
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- Part 3 of When we met, I saw you and I saw love
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“You’ve never seen a woman when you’re out on a job and thought, ‘damn, I wanna tap that’?”
Ghost takes another sip of his bourbon. “Nah.”
Or: Ghost hasn’t had sex in what feels like ages. Soap helps him fix that.
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Ghost has been looking for a good Dom for bloody ages. None of them have been able to give him what he really wants.
Right before Ghost deletes the messaging app, a man named BigDong67 slides into his DMs and is like a damn unicorn, promising everything Ghost could ever want. They set a date and a scenario, converging at a pub far away from base. And things take a hard turn once they actually meet face to face.
Will Ghost's ideal night be ruined by the surprise? Or will the fraternisation add a unique edge he hadn't expected?
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“Should I expect breakfast every morning?” Simon muttered, privately pleased by the gesture. “I feel like the queen of England.”
“Dead?”
“Pampered.”
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Or, wherein Johnny and Simon retire, move in together, and Simon gets fat and happy.
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There were two types of days in Simon's life. Days where he craved touch like his life depended on it and days where he would avoid anyone and everyone, when even brushing against him could result in bodily injury. He never knew which kind of day he'd wake up to until it happened.
Soap though, Soap had perfected the art of recognizing Simon's current tolerance and his neediness for touch.
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“Johnny…” he begged, not knowing what he was even asking for, the sweet ecstasy building in his limbs again, electricity across his skin where they touched.
“You’re so good, fuck, Simon…” Johnny sped up, clearly losing some of his self-restraint finally and Simon loved him for it, loved him for finally gripping his arms so hard it could leave a bruise, for less than gentle a kiss, messy against their teeth, for putting his weight on him so he could feel just how much strength he really suppressed; he loved him for being the scariest motherfucker he knew, the only one with will to survive the destruction that he brought forth, yet unafraid to ask permission for the most obvious things in the world.TW: homphobic slurs, attempted rape (no descriptive details)
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“That’s not bourbon, is it?” John says with half a sneer, earning a small smile from the man in return, eyes full of mirth.
“Only the best,” the man easily responds, taking a sip just to prove a point.
“For a good ol’ boy,” John replies easily enough, watching the man's pink tongue dart out, licking a stray droplet.
“A good boy, hm,” the man echoes, his gaze traveling slowly down John’s frame, a maddening descent. “I don’t know about me,” he adds, a bit softer. “But you, on the other hand —” The man’s mouth curves, the sharp flash of teeth, like a predator lying in wait. “You look like a good boy, yeah?”
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Or, John MacTavish says he isn't gay. That is, until he meets a man named Simon at a gay nightclub and realizes, maybe he is.