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1. Metal fest by FalconST

   Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)  

   • Explicit
   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • M/M
   • Complete Work

   03 Mar 2026

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   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • John "Soap" MacTavish/Simon "Ghost" Riley
   • John "Soap" MacTavish
   • Simon "Ghost" Riley
   • John Price (Call of Duty)
   • How Do I Tag
   • I Tried
   • Simon "Ghost" Riley Loves John "Soap" MacTavish
   • Band Fic
   • Pining Simon "Ghost" Riley
   • Love at First Sight
   • POV Simon "Ghost" Riley
   • Smut
   • Simon "Ghost" Riley is Bad At Feelings
   • Bottom John "Soap" MacTavish
   • John "Soap" MacTavish Has an Accent
   • Top Simon "Ghost" Riley
   • Mentioned John Price (Call of Duty)
   • Author Has Never Played Call Of Duty
   • Author Has Only Watched Other People Play Call of Duty
   • Out of Character
   • Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence
   • not safe for work
   • Other Additional Tags to Be Added
   • Anal Sex
   • Anal Fingering
   • Making Out
   • First Time Blow Jobs
   • Blow Jobs

   Summary

   Am I late for Valentine's? Yes. Is this my second attempt at Ghoap? Also yes. Is it bad? Maybe. But I'm trying, okay?

   The event and the whole situation is based off of my own experience on Friday 13th, Metal Fest in Sarajevo called Eternal Flame. A band played, the lead guitarist reminded me of Johnny so much, and I failed to get an autogram. So to make up for this deep feeling of loss, I write this. Enjoy :)

   P.S. I'm still depressed about this whole fucking thing help me...

   ♬♩♬♩♬♩♬♩♬♩♬♩♬♩♬♩♬♩♬♩♬♩♬

   Simon doesn't really listen to music. Nor does he attend concerts. What he does is kill people legally and sulk in his apartment when he's not needed. But losing a bet isn't really a loss when his eyes met the blue eyes of a devilishly skillful metal guitarist with a fucking scot flag tank top.

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