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    Jaskier was part fae. A quarter to be precise.

    There was an old superstition among humans that names held power, but for fae it was so much more than that. Names meant control. If you knew a fae’s name, their true name, they would be completely at your will. If someone knew your true name you were nothing more than their servant. A slave. All it took was a single command.

    When war breaks out between neighboring kingdoms, Jaskier's father uses his true name and commands him to marry a witcher as part of a peace treaty. Neither Jaskier or Geralt are particularly happy with the arrangement. But as Jaskier gets to know him better he realizes that the witcher might just be able to give him the thing he's always craved. Freedom.

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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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    23 Feb 2026

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    Simon is blinking sleep out of his eyes, and as he watches Johnny, a part of him is utterly convinced that he is still dreaming.

    He’s naked, all tanned skin and pink, taught scars. The sun caresses his body like a lover, up the knobs of his spine to the shadowed silhouette of his face. His hair’s a mess, and he’s turned just so, where Simon can see the side of his head, where the shaved part of his mohawk has grown out to a downy fuzz. They’re still in that halfway point between night and dawn, where the beginning of the sunrise leaves everything in faint grey-scale.

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    18 Feb 2026

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    Ghost pauses as he watches the Class-D nodding. Then, “What’s your name?”

    “Are all SCP subjects as proper and kind as ye are or did I get lucky?” The human chuckles to himself and adverts his eyes. “Name’s John. Yers?”

    They call me Ghost. I’m also referred to as SCP-056, but I prefer Ghost.”

    “SCP-056,” John echoes. “I’ve heard ‘bout ye. Why?”

    Ghost cocks his head to the side, and tries to meet the human’s eyes, but John avoids him. “Why what?”

    “Why’d they call ye Ghost?” At that, the Class-D does meet his eyes, but Ghost finds himself unable to return in such, so now he’s the one to look away.

    “You’ll find out, eventually.”

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    Ghost, a SCP-056, finds a certain human worthy of his love, trust and adoration.

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    03 Feb 2026

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    “How do you want me, then?” Ghost asked, looking as though he were bracing himself for something. For what? Soap didn’t know.

    “Just on your right side, if ye could. Facing me, head by my table,” Soap directed, sitting down in his own chair and rolling in closer. As Ghost shifted into place, Soap slipped into professional mode. “It’s probably gonna hurt a bit more than your sleeve did, so if you need to tap out at any point just let me know and we’ll take a break.”

    Ghost’s eyes flicked up to meet his, looking entirely unimpressed. “It’s a rib tattoo, obviously it’s gonna hurt.”

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    Tattoo artist Soap meets challenging client Ghost - if annoying, why hot ????

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    31 Jan 2026