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I've No More Kept My Warmth Than Blood Upon the Snow by softer_sin
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
04 Aug 2025
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Ghost pulls the damp keffiyeh down and tips his chin back until his glazed eyes meet his. “Clothes, Sergeant,” he presses, tapping a bracing smack to his cheek and even through his glove, he can feel the chill clinging to his skin. “I need you to focus. Copy?”
Johnny’s jaw chatters in his hand and he almost shakes him as his eyes close a long blink. “C-copy,” he slurs out, voice weak and thready.
It locks Ghost in place for a heartbeat, maybe less; this reduction of the brightest man he knows to this meek, shivering thing. A pup wearing his father’s boots and his mother’s rosary; waterlogged and tangled, dragging him down to the bottom of a fucking lake on Ghost’s watch-
His lip kicks up, baring a snarl at himself, and he strangles it; burying it back in the useless dirt where it belongs.
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- Part 1 of You Must Know Life to See Decay
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22 Feb 2026
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Semantic Differences by What_Is_A_Mild_Opinion
Fandom Percy Jackson and the Olympians (TV 2023), Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan
06 Feb 2026
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18 Feb 2026
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All of Us Monsters by What_Is_A_Mild_Opinion
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Olympians (TV 2023)
29 Jan 2026
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She didn't know.
He's always been so human, so much more human than her, Poseidon's ichor worth so much less than Sally’s influence. She just forgot. He makes the myths of his father's children seem distant.
But still. Annabeth should have known.
Poseidon is the Father of Monsters. And Percy is his son.
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Percy sails the Sea of Monsters to save Grover, goes through the worst puberty known to any demigod, learns the value of skincare, and proves the grief that Annabeth has built her life on to be wrong, just by surviving. In exactly that order.Series
- Part 1 of Semantic Differences
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18 Feb 2026
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"you're in heat, lt?" he asks, voice a whisper that sounds too loud for the already quiet room.
it's then that ghost turns to meet his eyes, glaring. "not so loud," he grunts out in lieu of an answer. "you are too." it's not a question. but soap nods anyway, a stupid, dopey grin splitting open his face.
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- Part 8 of drabbles & oneshots
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16 Feb 2026
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Rationally, Riley knew that it meant something to be the one waking up in MacTavish’s bed, to be the one who the captain could bring himself to rely on, to be the one who knew what it felt like when MacTavish pinned them down and took and took and took. He knew that this had to, in a way, make him special – no one else got those privileges or had a key to the captain’s office, no one else had MacTavish’s cock in them when they fell asleep or woke up.
Despite knowing he was unique in some way to MacTavish, Riley couldn’t muster up the will to just ask MacTavish to touch him.
or, touch starved riley gets what he craves
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16 Feb 2026
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Riley has a problem. A rather pressing problem. One he really can't ignore anymore, no matter how much he'd like to.
A problem the nurse must be wrong about, because Riley cannot be fucking lactating.
or: ghost is going to develop a lactation kink, but he doesn't know it yet
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15 Feb 2026
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it wasn't often simon found himself here.
there was just no time for these kinds of indulgences. he spent most months of the year deployed, and even when he was granted a break between flights it was hard to settle into a headspace remotely anywhere near he needed to be for this to work.
he didn't even think he was there now. if it were up to him, he'd be wallowing in his bed right now. his body alert and active but his mind drained and exhausted. it was like it physically manifested itself into a ball of tension at the base of his skull, pressure lodged just above his top vertebrae. further down, his lungs felt tight, like weight had wedged itself between them and forced them to cramp against his ribcage.
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- Part 13 of drabbles & oneshots
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13 Feb 2026
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Taking care of curly hair was a process, a pain in the ass really. But at least the shampoo smells nice.
Four chapters of Gaz getting dicked down because the 141 thinks his hair smells good.
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13 Feb 2026
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“Gaz goes into heat two days from now. I would like you to join him for it.”
Ghost freezes, breathing stalls. His instincts in his head are screaming like fire alarms with flashing red lights signaling ‘DANGER DANGER DANGER’. No fucking way in hell would he ever consider touching his pack leader’s omega, especially when he has an omega of his own.
“Um…uh-…” Ghost stammers as he averts his gaze from Price in a sign of submission. This has to be a test of some sort. No way would an alpha ever just offer their omega on a silver platter. In HEAT, no less.
“Price, I…NO, I can’t.”“Why?” Price asks flatly as he watches Ghost like a predator.
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- Part 2 of Poly 141
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09 Feb 2026
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MacTavish returns from a weeks-long mission wanting nothing but to get back to base and relax. He's cornered the moment he steps into his room.
or: one man's mission to shower
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08 Feb 2026
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"I don't bottom," Soap said firmly. "No penetration of any kind, ever." He ran a hand through his hair, giving away his nervousness. "That's not something that's going to change, so if that's an issue for you—"
"It's not," Simon assured him. He would almost be offended at the strength of the look of relief on the other's face if not for how closely it mirrored the feeling in his own chest. The relief set in with a sensation not unlike the feeling of the first dose of hospital grade painkillers kicking in. Soap didn't want him to top. Thank fucking god. He chuckled, then let all of the tension that had been plaguing him melt away with his next exhale.
He could see the younger man lower his hackles, that defensive aggression washing away in favor of a small smile. "Seems like we're made for each other, huh," Soap mused.
The older man smiled back. "Seems so, Johnny."
"Well, now that the uncomfortable part is out of the way, how about you come pick out a strap?"
Oh Simon should've known Soap would have multiple to choose from. That was a sign he was in for a good fuck. "I would love to."
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08 Feb 2026
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There's nothing about Ghost to love.
More machine than man, he's a weapon for his country to use as they see fit. Stripped of his humanity, Ghost has come to accept his way of life, going through the motions because he has to.
That is, until Soap slowly breaks down Ghost's walls, and makes him realize that maybe there is still hope for him. That his augments don't define the man who suffers within. That he's worthy of love, just like everyone else.
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07 Feb 2026
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“Ghost!” Something squeaked from inside his room, desperate and barely above a sharp chirp. He could recognise that voice anywhere. “Close the fuckin' door before it gets in here, sir.”
Ghost looked back over his shoulder, coming face to face with what looked like an exact, tiny copy of John MacTavish, with dirtied, slightly torn clothes and a dishevelled look doing nothing to take away the pouty scowl on his face. Accusing him, like Ghost was the one getting cosy with his enemy.
What the fuck.
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01 Feb 2026
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Day 2 of BottomGhostWeek
Post mission free time was spent the prettiest way possible.
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Cock warming, overstimulationBookmarked by Ratghost
31 Jan 2026
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Soap succumbs to primal wolf instincts as he transforms during a full moon. Ghost sticks around, hoping to benefit from it.
But he's no match for a werewolf, so when Soap stuffs him full of his knot over and over again, all Ghost can do is take it.
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31 Jan 2026
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So, Soap’s a big guy. Obviously.
He’s not overly tall, but he’s wide in the shoulders and thick in the thighs. He’s the kind of big that’s naturally built all over: training muscles on top of mission muscles on top of an innate bulk.
He’s the kind of big that makes him immovable to most guys.
The kind of big that’s always been -ger than most everyone else—if not by height, than at least by heft.
So when they’re on mission and Ghost spots a grenade before Soap does, and, with no time to warn him, grabs him by the waist and flings him back behind cover, gear and all, Soap’s really not expecting to think much about it, aside from maybe, ‘Oh, shit.’
What he thinks instead is: ‘Oh-hmm.’
And then, in rapid succession: ‘Big.’
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Or, Soap realizes that Ghost is bigger than him. His dick realizes that’s hot.
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31 Jan 2026
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“Little pent up, sir?” Soap asked.
“Not got the time to fuck your throat,” Ghost said, off-handed, like that had even been an option. (Soap desperately longed for it to be an option.) “But you can help me focus. Can’t you, soldier?”Soap cockwarms Ghost for the first time.
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- Part 2 of The Assist
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15 Jan 2026
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it’s a sleepy morning on leave, and Ghost finds a nice way to wake Soap up.
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15 Jan 2026
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Ghost loved pearls. They were smooth and round. He liked the sound they made when they clinked together in his palm. And, most importantly, he loved the way they felt sliding down his dick.
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based off of this tweet by softer_sin
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04 Jan 2026
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Morning coffee with Price. Evening food runs with Gaz. Ghost at night. Like clockwork. Like… they’d planned it.
“You’re takin’ shifts,” Soap said, staring.
Price didn’t look up. “Aye.”
“You—what?”
“Making sure you’re following orders.” He flicked the paper to a new page, as if this was the most mundane admission in the world. “And that you’ve got what you need.”
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Post-mission downtime turns into a slow unravelling of boundaries, as Soap recovers from a busted knee, and fails to keep his mouth shut. Or: the Poly141 fic I've been promising (re: threatening)Series
- Part 5 of Lines of Fire
- Part 1 of Orbit
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03 Jan 2026