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Simon wakes in the night and can't help but watch.
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01 Feb 2026
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Ghost was notorious around base as being unapproachable. He wasn’t ashamed of being an omega, and proudly broadcasted his scent, but he didn’t act like society expected him to. The ‘world’s most aggressive omega’, many would say, and they would be right. It was hard to let others get close to him, and because of that, he spent his heats, and most of his time, alone.
That didn’t necessarily mean he wanted the solitude, though. Especially not during his heat; he was so sick of dealing with his heats alone. Unfortunately, though, there just weren’t any alphas willing to take on a massive, frightening, dominant omega.
At least, that’s what Ghost thought, until he met Soap.
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When his heat hits unexpectedly, Ghost is glad that it’s Soap with him, rather than any other alpha.
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14 Jan 2026
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"Ghost," Soap says, sharper this time, a little edge of order in his voice. Ghost's shoulders tense, roll up. He winces and straightens again, staring up at Soap. The eye contact is settling, a little - seeing Ghost's eyes focus on him is reassuring, tells Soap that Ghost is with him at least. He forces a smile. "What's goin' on in that pretty little head, huh?"
He means it to tease, hopes it'll make Ghost roll his eyes, scoff and shove at him, as he always has when Soap turns flirty and intimate. Ghost's boundaries are well-known and well-respected - he likes the social play of it all, comfortable in platonic submission that lets Gaz and Soap and Price needle at him, seek reassurance that he's their steadfast and constant foundation, but pulls a hard and fast stop when it progresses too far. Soap expects to hit that wall, to get a little snark and be dismissed as a worrying mother hen.
But Ghost just stares up at him, unblinking, his eyes unbearably warm, cheeks flushed along the edges of his mask.
Soap frowns, reaches out to put the back of his hand on Ghost's forehead. Ghost's lashes flutter weakly.
"Think I'm droppin'," Ghost mutters, leaning into the touch.
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09 Dec 2025
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Five weeks of losing at poker to Ghost. Five increasingly suspicious ‘favors.’ One Scottish demolitions expert who’s terrible at cards but excellent at denial. Ghost knows exactly what he’s doing. So does everyone else on base.
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10 Oct 2025
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Soap is an alpha with an everlasting crush on his beloved lieutenant, Ghost who is an omega despite his size and strength.
They get along well, very well and Soap plans on getting more serious with Ghost until he finds out about the omega's terrifying secret.Bookmarked by BigBuggin
24 Sep 2025
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Quiet nights are rare in Al Mazra, but when they do happen, everyone has their own little rituals they like to take part in. Some folks take a stroll around the market for luxuries they can’t normally find the time for. Others relax with a warm meal and coffee with friends. Some simply go to bed early, catching up on lost rest. A few may even change the dinged up old radio’s channel from field updates to one of the few still broadcasting music and dance in the courtyard under the starry sky.
For Farah and Alex, it means fucking the daylights out of each other while they have the privacy and quiet to take their time.
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12 Sep 2025
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The walk back to the clearing where they’d pitched their tent was quiet. Soap was unsure why; he had done well. Their mark was unconscious in a puddle of his own filth, hexed to forget the night entirely, and a lead had been pried from his now-skinless jaws. It had been a good hunt.
“They teach you that in the King's Guard?”
The non sequitur startled him. He should have obfuscated the truth: that his violence was an instinct he carried since before he could walk. That it was the thing that most starkly othered him amongst his order, even more than his tusks, or his naivete. But he didn’t. Couldn’t. “No,” Soap said. “They tried to beat it out of me.”
Ghost's eyes were warm, after Soap spoke. Warm as tinder on coals, when a fire is young and new. “They would have ruined you.”
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23 Aug 2025
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Ghost is motionless, staring down at John's outstretched hand like he's trying to recall on which page of How to Behave Like a Real Human in Polite Society he’s previously seen the gesture.
Before things can get awkward, John turns the aborted handshake into a jovial, manly sort of punch to Ghost’s shoulder. It's rather like how he imagines it would be to hit an adult moose, both in the physical sensation and in the frisson of anticipated danger it elicits. Gamely, he says, “Truck’s just about set, sir. Glad to be working with you.”
Ghost’s eyes flick up to John’s face, and then higher, to his hair. He frowns.
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Two idiots are assigned to an ambulance. They fall in love.
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17 Jul 2025