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“Out,” Ghost snarled – too harsh, he knew, but he didn’t care in the moment.
“I’m- I’m so sorry, fuck-”
“Out, get the fuck out,” he snapped again, jabbing a finger in the direction of the door for emphasis.
John only hesitated for another second, his face turning red and obviously mortified, before he seemed to hunch in on himself and scurry towards the door.
He let himself out without another word, leaving Ghost in blissful silence again – finally.
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Ghost moves into a new space of his own to set up his tattoo parlor, and things... don't go as planned.
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- Part 15 of ✨ COD smut ✨
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It started out as nothing but a makeshift surgeon’s hut. Barely lit by sputtering candles and a window that didn’t nearly let enough sunlight through. The table and floor was soaked with the blood of many, but the man that used to live there had been said to have the steadiest and quickest hands that anyone had seen. There was no telling how many lives the old man had saved, even as his age advanced.
And when the surgeon had died, the townspeople had turned the hut into a shrine, of sorts. Until someone had decided to tear it down and pay homage to the god that had so clearly guided the man.
The god of Blood. Death, inevitably, would always follow.
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Simon remembered the first time that he had swapped bodies with his soulmate.
Barely seventeen, skipping class in an attempt to sleep – and suddenly he'd been pelted in the side of the head by a piece of paper.
Despite everything that his father liked to spit in his face, he had a soulmate. Unlike the miserable, angry man that his father had become – he had someone out there who was meant for him.
It really was too bad, then, that nothing in his life was kept sacred.
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Ghost had been willing to call it a coincidence the first time, even the second, but this was getting concerning, maddening, even.
The notes kept appearing. Stuck to the wall beside the front door, onto the door of the microwave, onto the kitchen counter, the bathroom mirror – even his bloody nightstand.
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- Part 1 of Against the Kitchen Floor
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Eyes drifting up to the siren's more human half, Johnny found dark eyes already locked onto him, nearly daring him to try something.
And, well- he'd never really been one to turn down a challenge.
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Mers were a fairly normal part of the modern world. They were beloved friends of fishermen and members of coast guards almost everywhere that they settled.
But sirens? Not so much.
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It was just supposed to be a joke. A gag, if you will. A jape, even.
Goofing around in the showers didn't seem like that big of a deal. They'd been a team long enough, after all, months and months of bonding.
The universe, apparently, had some different ideas.
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John: So, if you're not here for a relationship, what are you here for? ;)
Simon: I don't think most people on this app are here for relationships.
John: Lmao, you're not wrong
Simon: And I don't assume you're here for something like that either
John: Nope, just looking for some fun
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How long will it take for "fun" to turn into more? Perhaps not as long as you'd think.
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- Part 8 of ✨ COD smut ✨
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“Clumsy thing. What would you do without me?”
“Probably have t’ crawl everywhere,” the Scot returned with a little grin. “Or worse, stay with my parents and the two youngest. Elise would probably try to have me be playing footie in the first week. Lass has no mercy.”
Ghost gave a quiet chuckle, amused at the thought of Soap trying to juggle crutches as he kicked a ball around with an overactive teenager. “I'm sure that you'd manage one way or another.”
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Simon and Johnny are put on medical leave to recover from field injuries after a mission. Three months alone, stewing in domestic bliss... what could go wrong?
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They were both running on the thinnest of fumes now. Sleepless, bruised and injured.
Ghost was on the edge of crashing, and Soap was aching and half useless on his feet.
But they were as safe as they could be.
And they had a good, comfortable bed.
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Sometimes, it started with a sleepless night. Or a stubborn recruit. Sometimes it could start with something as little as missing his usual cup of tea in the morning.
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Or, Simon has a bad day, but sometimes all that's needed to fix it is for someone to ask.
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At some point or another, Klaus had a general realization that respect was the exception, not the norm.
He had already had some understanding of that when he had joined the military, and had definitely understood it when he had been given his discharge papers and sent back home.
Or, more like he was sent off to KorTac. He didn't have much of a home anymore, and hadn't for a long while.
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- Part 4 of These feelings under our skin
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Timēre
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verb: to fear, to be afraid of.~~~
A gentle, scarred palm brushed along his cheek and pulled his gaze to the man – standing close enough to feel the force of his presence, and Klaus found himself staring straight into rain-dark eyes. Beautiful, predatory, tender.
"It's been a year already, huh?"
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- Part 3 of These feelings under our skin
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Try as he might to steer his attention away, Ghost started noting oddities in and around König.
Clearly, he had a whole… thing, with training. But there were other instances of odd behavior from the operator, on and off the field. And they were starting to add up, little by little.
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Or, Ghost is determined to figure out what the fuck is up with König.
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Fīdere
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verb: to trust, to put confidence in.~~~
There was no reason for it, no need for him to feel like this.
Yet, there were still days where his skin crawled at the thought of being under anyone's attention. Days where he just wanted to lay in bed and sleep, stay alone and isolated.
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- Part 2 of These feelings under our skin
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Slowly, he rolled onto his back and breathed a long sigh. He kicked off the blanket and allowed himself to lay in the welcome chill of his room for several minutes, just staring at the ceiling.
Already, it felt like a bad day. Not for any particular reason, really, but there was a creeping awareness that something was wrong.
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Aka, König has a bad dysphoria day and a run-in with a shitty ex makes it worse. John and Simon help where they can.
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- Part 1 of These feelings under our skin
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He was so happy, and so scared. How would Kerbos react to something like this? Lars didn't want to risk this new, little life being hurt. Just the thought made his heart ache with even the potential of the loss.
He made his decision quickly, and he left.
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The fighter didn't have the same dramatic flair that his opponent had with his entrance, barely even acknowledging the crowd outside of a faint dip of his head, as if the attention put on him was a physical weight. But Technoblade didn't need the flair, really. Not with how his blood red eyes cut through the crowd as his gaze swept over the gathered people. Not with how he was covered in gold, nearly dripping with it, a walking wealth of precious metal.
Rings, necklaces, earrings with delicate chains looping between them. Hell, the material was embroidered into his cloak, catching the light as it fluttered with his movements. Not to mention his crown.
Immediately, Tommy knew that he had to have that crown in his hoard.
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- Part 32 of Orion's mcyt fics
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Written in Stars by Chainlocker
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
07 Jan 2023
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Tommy was almost frozen, staring down at the white and grey-clad pilot standing in the room.
They were looking for new pilots. They were offering him a chance to become everything he had always wanted, a chance to fly his own ship, a chance to get as close to touching the stars as he ever would.
He had to get in, he decided. As if it was ever a fucking question.
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- Part 15 of Orion's mcyt fics
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Wilbur had been trying to cram in some studying at three in the morning. Combine that with the fact that he was running on a twenty minute power nap he had taken the previous morning and approximately thirty-two ounces of espresso-filled coffee, and it meant that things were obviously going to go awry.
He just… hadn’t thought that it would end up with… this.
This, being a half-feral child hissing at him, back pressed to the opposite arm of the couch he was sitting on.
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Wilbur is a tired college student and he accidentally summons a demon. Shenanigans ensue.
Based off of a prompt from @mantarays_ on Twitter!
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- Part 10 of Orion's mcyt fics
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Your Chosen Blood by Chainlocker for loreoftheforgotten
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
26 Dec 2022
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There were many things that Techno expected to see in his sitting room. Perhaps an exhausted Phil crashed on his couch after a painfully long flight. Maybe an assassin come to try their hand at taking his head again. Maybe one of his old handlers, from the life that he was so desperately trying to forget.
None of those were what he was presented with.
Instead it was a small, shivering bundle curled up under the cloak he hadn’t noticed was missing from its spot, a fire that he hadn’t started burning in the fireplace. It was small enough to perhaps be a wolf, one of the viciously smart things that had followed him home before. If it weren’t for the latent magic rolling off of the thing, he might’ve believed it. But no – whatever had found its way into his home was magical, and powerful as hell, too.
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- Part 31 of Orion's mcyt fics