Noc’s Bottom Ghost Week 2025 Days
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Bottom Ghost Week Day 1 Prompts: Sex Pollen, Breeding Kink, Monsterfucking, Douple Penetration
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Soap being what he is isn’t exactly a secret. Monstrum as a whole aren’t uncommon and plenty choose to join up, for the same variety of reason as humans. Hell, he’s not even the only one in the 141. It’s just facts.
Still makes it bloody fucking annoying when idiots act like they’re the first person to ever consider trying to deal with them through one of their resident monsters. Such as now, watching the chemist they were tracking down laughing like no one’s ever thought about throwing random substances in Soap’s face. Honestly, it happens like every third time they go anywhere.
“Soap, status,” He throws it over his shoulder, not bothering to look back.
“Fuckin’…got it in m’goddamn eyes…Burns, LT. Gimme a sec.”
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- Part 9 of Noc’s Military Propaganda
- Part 1 of Noc’s Bottom Ghost Week 2025 Days
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Bottom Ghost Week Day 2 Prompts: Spanking, Knife Kink, Cockwarming, Overstimulation
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The thing no one really thinks about with running an empire is the paperwork. It’s all fun and games, drugs and guns and nice suits and fancy cars, good shit all around, but that all has to be grounded somewhere, and that grounding is fucking paperwork. Logbooks are a constant in his life, little black books of locations and deals and money changing hands. Neat shorthand plainly dictating the most recent weapons deal, the influx of protection payments, the fucking drink tab at the usual bar.
Could certainly change the world those things, especially in the wrong hands. He should know, he’s dealt with plenty of those greedy mitts personally, did it so much at one point that he genuinely considered the merit of a few old-fashioned sigils, chopped and pickled and hanging over his front fucking door. Tell them all exactly how he dealt with thieves.
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- Part 2 of Noc’s Bottom Ghost Week 2025 Days
- Part 10 of Noc’s Military Propaganda
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Bottom Ghost Week Day 3 Prompts: Edging, Lingerie, Praise Kink, Dacryphilia, Body Worship, Soft/Tender Sex
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It’s a quiet evening and he’s upstairs, staring at a box that had been left on one of the dressers sometime after he’d woken up and followed the scent of breakfast. He’d spotted it around noon, after he’d come up from the garden to have a quick shower and change, and had felt a little confused, and then a little surprised. There hadn’t been any paranoia, any instinctive panic about a mysterious package he hadn’t put in his own space. It was startling in its own way, to realize just how secure he felt here, how safe.
Then he’d stepped to look properly, and felt a whole different kind of way. The note stuck to it had been in a familiar handwriting, signed with a heart and addressed to him, messy and nigh-incomprehensible if you hadn’t had years of prior experience. It was so simple, just a request, but the context of it had made him fluster, made him flee the room until now with the sun tracking down over the horizon.
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- Part 3 of Noc’s Bottom Ghost Week 2025 Days
- Part 11 of Noc’s Military Propaganda
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Bottom Ghost Week Day 4 Prompts: Shibari, Daddy Kink, Omegaverse, Virginity Kink, Power Imbalance
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It happens when a mission goes tits up, because of course it does. Him and Ghost in a basement with too many things beeping and too many beakers lying around and a big something-or-other that is sending out sparks he doesn’t want to get anywhere near.
Which of course they do.
When he comes to, it’s to a man’s boot on his chest, looking up into a dizzy silhouette. For a second, he thinks it’s Price, even though that doesn’t make any sense. Then, he speaks.
“Och. Certainly a sight.”
Off to the side, another voice, “Cap. This one’s comin’ ‘round.”
The shape over him turns his head, glancing over at something, “Mask’s a damn sight more impressive than yers.”
“Get fucked sir.”
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- Part 4 of Noc’s Bottom Ghost Week 2025 Days
- Part 12 of Noc’s Military Propaganda
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Bottom Ghost Week Day 5: Pain Kink, Squirting, Pregnancy, Lactation Kink
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He’s been dying to get home all day, since they wrapped up this mission ahead of schedule and then got stuck waiting on exfil. Soap had slapped his hand on his shoulder and laughed at him, teasing him about how casual he was trying and failing to appear, but what is he supposed to do? Act normal when he’s just a few scant hours from his favorite place in the universe?
Obviously, he’s still smart about it, he wouldn’t want to risk not being so. He makes sure he knows when debrief is before hauling across the base, eyeing the empty bed as he throws himself past it and into the shower. The part of him that demands he always impress is soothed by looking in the mirror and knowing he looks good finally out of all his dusty grimey clothes before he nabs one of their grocery bags and swings down to the rec to raid the tiny kitchen for a cuppa and a small horde of biscuits and wine gums, topping it with that bag of prawn crisps everyone’s avoided like the plague.
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- Part 5 of Noc’s Bottom Ghost Week 2025 Days
- Part 13 of Noc’s Military Propaganda
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Bottom Ghost Week Day 6: Somnophilia, Free Use, Voyeurism, Public Sex
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Not everyone knows. Not everyone sees the mask—older, threadbare, stitched together along one side with blood red thread and missing a hardplate—and knows what it means. Most just think it’s part of his rotation, one of his many many masks, and in some respects that’s true.
But some know exactly why that is.
He brings it to a meeting the afternoon previous to his plans, listening to the rest of the 141 bitch and gripe about tomorrow’s visiting teams, about having to play nice with both friends and enemies for the sake of some chest candy Generals and their ideas of teamwork. It’s awhile before they notice him fiddling with the wornout sockets of the imprinted skull, falling silent one by one as he traces a finger along the threaded stitch.
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- Part 6 of Noc’s Bottom Ghost Week 2025 Days
- Part 14 of Noc’s Military Propaganda
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Bottom Ghost Week Day 7: Muzzles, Sex Toys, Kneeling, Nipple Play, Stuck in Wall
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He comes to himself flat on his stomach, hands trapped at his sides, his legs hanging loose, bent at just the wrong angle to get any ground when he tries to move. All is dark before him and when he tries to shout, to make a noise, he’s muffled, something around quieting him, something between his teeth and digging into his head. He wriggles, trying to get enough leverage to get himself up into a sitting position, only to freeze when something, someone, settles a hand on his ass.
There’s voices suddenly, barely audible, indecipherable. He tries to yell but no one responds, not with whatever is between them and whatever is in his mouth. Squirming gets no reaction as well, though he hears something like a laugh at how his bare feet scramble for purchase against the ground. The hand on his ass pets him, soothing, and another slips into the trembling grasp of his own, waiting for a squeeze. When he gives it, tight and hard, both pull away. He tries to shout again, trying to prevent them from leaving, only for a the sound to stop as a sharp pain suddenly strikes through him.
Fuckers just spanked him.
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- Part 7 of Noc’s Bottom Ghost Week 2025 Days
- Part 15 of Noc’s Military Propaganda