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- Call of Duty (Video Games) (54)
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"We get dirty, and the world stays clean."
That was always the mission of Task Force 141. Two alphas, two betas, and the unshakable bond of a pack forged in bullets and blood. No omega needed, not when they had each other. But when a raid pulls you from the wreckage of a human trafficking ring, their entire world changes.
You’re a survivor first—an omega second. Thrust into a world of soldiers and secrets, you don’t trust the hands that pulled you from the dark. They say you’re safe, but instincts are louder than words, and your fractured bond to the world leaves you adrift.
In the shadows of their newfound mission, Task Force 141 struggles to piece together the horrors they've encountered. Lines blur. Tension builds.
And maybe, just maybe, you're what they never knew they'd been missing.
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"Soap swallowed hard, the words dying on his tongue as they trudged forward. Well, as he trudged forward, more like, carrying his entire world on his shoulders. Must be what Atlas felt like…"
A vignette from 'whiteout' and the moment Soap realized just how deep he'd fallen.
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- Part 2 of whiteout
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— 🩷❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜—
eight loosely connected vignettes following the eight meanings of the original lgbtqia+ pride flag: intimacy, life, healing, sunlight, nature, art, serenity, and spirit.
— 🩷❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜—
written for the erotica abyss' pride word tasting '26 and for #post4pride '26
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- Part 16 of little bird
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Soap processes what happened in Las Almas. Trust doesn't come easy, but somehow... Ghost earned it anyway.
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It didn't make sense. There was nothing out of the ordinary, no celebratory bonfires, no animals peering at them from the woods, no Northern Lights dancing in the sky…
Nothing but the moon hanging low and full, gleaming across the empty range…
…and the fact that tonight, Johnny smelled like the North Sea.
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Every few months, Johnny disappears. Ghost has learned not to ask—but tonight, something's different. And this time, Ghost isn't going to let him go alone.
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A series of interconnected stories—short and long—featuring Task Force 141's newest member, Sergeant Sparrow.
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#ficwip's All-Ships Ship Week 2024 by Erin Riley (pap3rtigers), pap3rtigers
Fandom Call of Duty (Video Games)
26 Oct 2024
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- 10,201
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- 1
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echo!Verse one-shots by Erin Riley (pap3rtigers), pap3rtigers
Fandom Original Work, Untamed Echoes
08 Jun 2025
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Loosely tied together oneshots from my current novel project Untamed Echoes
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An alternate first meeting, where Ghost and Soap meet each other in the field under infinitely worse circumstances than either of them would have liked:
Ghost wakes up in a pit under a building with a bomb attached to him, certain he's going to die. Soap, an EOD tech amongst his other specialties, is the only person available to at least try to save him. It should be fraught, and tense, and miserable all around, and it is; a whole lot of Ghost slowly losing his mind while Soap does everything he can to save his life. But it would probably be easier if Ghost wasn't a stress-flirter, and if Soap wasn't the kind of endlessly competent that he loved, and if, by virtue of their situation, they didn't keep ripping open each other's wounds and then patching each other back up again after.
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- Part 1 of Party Bus (Bomb Verse)
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- English
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- 63,924
- Chapters:
- 8/8
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Bookmarked by pap3rtigers
28 Sep 2026
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How's The Heart by Tregetour
Part 1 of Party Bus (Bomb Verse)Series Information:
ID: 6536746
Words: 63,924 | Works: 1 | Complete: No | Bookmarks: 8
Description:The ongoing series following an alternate first meeting between Ghost and Soap, where Soap is terribly competent and Ghost is terribly not while they're trapped in a pit getting up close and personal with a bomb. And of course, the aftermath.
Completed: 2026-04-02
Work ID: 80269936Relationship Tags:
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An alternate first meeting, where Ghost and Soap meet each other in the field under infinitely worse circumstances than either of them would have liked:
Ghost wakes up in a pit under a building with a bomb attached to him, certain he's going to die. Soap, an EOD tech amongst his other specialties, is the only person available to at least try to save him. It should be fraught, and tense, and miserable all around, and it is; a whole lot of Ghost slowly losing his mind while Soap does everything he can to save his life. But it would probably be easier if Ghost wasn't a stress-flirter, and if Soap wasn't the kind of endlessly competent that he loved, and if, by virtue of their situation, they didn't keep ripping open each other's wounds and then patching each other back up again after.
(Approximate) Last Read: 2026/09/28
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Ghost has been working at an animal shelter that rescued problem dogs for a while now. For the most part, it's a pretty great way to spend his retirement, especially with Riley by his side. Of course, there's always things that make life suck arse.
Like the guy with all the scars casing the shelter from across the street. Ghost hasn't taken a life in a long time, but if the bastard was the kind of piece of shit he suspected he was, he'd do what he had to. And if he was wrong... Well, he'd deal with that if it came to it.
Bookmarked by pap3rtigers
30 Jun 2026
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To All The Dogs I've Loved Before by Tregetour
Published: 2026-05-09
Work ID: 84528041Relationship Tags:
• John "Soap" MacTavish/Simon "Ghost" Riley
• Kyle "Gaz" Garrick & John "Soap" MacTavishWork Summary:
Ghost has been working at an animal shelter that rescued problem dogs for a while now. For the most part, it's a pretty great way to spend his retirement, especially with Riley by his side. Of course, there's always things that make life suck arse.
Like the guy with all the scars casing the shelter from across the street. Ghost hasn't taken a life in a long time, but if the bastard was the kind of piece of shit he suspected he was, he'd do what he had to. And if he was wrong... Well, he'd deal with that if it came to it.
(Approximate) Last Read: 2026/06/30
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The sudden force of realization and remembrance that hits him is almost enough to bring him to his knees. This is not the first time he has come to this place, and not the first time they have been here together. They knew each other before, in another time. Another life.
Reincarnation doesn't work the way most people think. It’s not linear, not one life after the next in chronological order moving down the timeline. You’re reborn wherever you have to be to meet your fate. If you and your fate meet at different points in your respective lives, chances are good you won’t be born at the same time. You might not die at the same time either, in fact that's rarely the case.
There’s a liminal place between those deaths and the next life. Those truly devoted may find their fate there as well.
Bookmarked by pap3rtigers
11 Jan 2026
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over and over again and again by thesister
Published: 2026-01-05
Work ID: 77114561Relationship Tags:
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The sudden force of realization and remembrance that hits him is almost enough to bring him to his knees. This is not the first time he has come to this place, and not the first time they have been here together. They knew each other before, in another time. Another life.
Reincarnation doesn't work the way most people think. It’s not linear, not one life after the next in chronological order moving down the timeline. You’re reborn wherever you have to be to meet your fate. If you and your fate meet at different points in your respective lives, chances are good you won’t be born at the same time. You might not die at the same time either, in fact that's rarely the case.
There’s a liminal place between those deaths and the next life. Those truly devoted may find their fate there as well.
(Approximate) Last Read: 2026/06/01
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You experience a sub drop after hooking up with a date. Dr Abbot takes care of you.
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- Part 1 of hold me forever
Bookmarked by pap3rtigers
31 Mar 2026
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out in the cold by skymouths
Part 1 of hold me foreverSeries Information:
ID: 5627301
Words: 24,849 | Works: 2 | Complete: Yes | Bookmarks: 56
Description:You experience a sub drop after hooking up with a date. Dr Abbot takes care of you.
Published: 2026-01-13
Work ID: 77604656Relationship Tags:
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You experience a sub drop after hooking up with a date. Dr Abbot takes care of you.
(Approximate) Last Read: 2026/06/01
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I Don't Give A Damn About My Reputation- I'm Gonna Cry All Night Anyways by TrashfireRadiowaves
Fandoms: Homestuck
27 Jan 2015
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He grips your chin and holds your face still, makes you look at him. He takes off his shades.
“I’m alive,” he repeats, and you suck in a breath that almost hurts, a gasp-choke-shudder, hands gripping his shirt.
“I’m alive,” he says again, and you- you look away. You stare down at his chest for confirmation, the white polo unblemished, no blossoming, cliche’d rose here; he is whole, untouched, and you gasp-choke-shudder again, in perfect rhythm.
Bookmarked by pap3rtigers
21 Feb 2015
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I Don't Give A Damn About My Reputation- I'm Gonna Cry All Night Anyways by TrashfireRadiowaves
Published: 2015-01-27
Work ID: 3240497Relationship Tags:
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He grips your chin and holds your face still, makes you look at him. He takes off his shades.
“I’m alive,” he repeats, and you suck in a breath that almost hurts, a gasp-choke-shudder, hands gripping his shirt.
“I’m alive,” he says again, and you- you look away. You stare down at his chest for confirmation, the white polo unblemished, no blossoming, cliche’d rose here; he is whole, untouched, and you gasp-choke-shudder again, in perfect rhythm.
(Approximate) Last Read: 2026/05/25
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