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“Tell me what you want Johnny.” Simon whispered, nibbling against the shell of his ear.
“Touch me, fuck please.” He whined as his hips jolted forward after a particularly low touch.
“I am touching you, need you to be more specific.”
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“Watch where you’re going Private-.”
Ghost’s eyes flickered down to the name tag embroidered onto the soldier’s fatigues.
“MacTavish.”
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31 days, 31 Ghost/Soap centric fics. Welcome to Mini's Whumptober!
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“Fuck…” He breathed through his teeth. “It’s a joke, it has to be.”
Price rounded his desk to stand beside Ghost, peering over his shoulder at the circled words, and as he read through them, he sucked in his own sharp intake of breath.
It was like the oxygen had been pulled from the room as they both stared down at the letter, Ghost’s hand trembling.
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“My nan could do better than that MacTavish and she’s long dead. Start over.”
Soap’s cheeks flushed red as he pushed himself back up and got back into position. He made it to 20 this time before Ghost’s boot pressed down on his back again, sending him to the floor.
“Start over.”
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"Sorry, I don't do family and friends. If you need company for that, I can recommend you someone else."
"But I want you."
"Sorry bud, no can do."
"I'll pay 100k."- in which 39 year old Ghost needs a date to Price's wedding on the Maldives. His assistant Roach recommends the agency "Sugar'n EverythingNice" where a 24 year old Soap has a waitlist full of Sugar Daddies vying for his attention
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15 Feb 2025
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“Please. If you can explain the math behind the bomb better than I can, then be my guest, sir. If by some circumstance you can’t, then better get used to the idea that I am currently the best demolitions expert in the UK, and may be called to give my professional opinion on some bombs once in a while, sir, “Soap snarled back, the honorific sounding more mocking than anything else.
Ghost’s eyes darkened in response.
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When John joined the military, he burned all the bridges behind him. Years later, as he's managed to become the youngest SAS member in recorded history and the go-to demolitions expert in the UK, his past comes back to haunt him. -
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Offices are boring. Or that’s what John MacTavish had always thought, at least. Twenty-six years on the earth, and he’d managed to avoid the concept of a desk job until one fateful evening with his closest friend, his friend's boss and too many vodka cokes. Kyle Garrick had landed him the dream job he never thought he wanted.
The dream wasn’t really the work, though. More the hunk of a man in the office across from his, with a mysterious demeanour and masked face.
Bolts, Nuts & Papercuts is a story laced with daft British humour, too many trips to the pub, and a chance to follow along with two steamy office romances. Johnny and Simon, an unlikely duo who find they have a lot in common after Johnny goes through a rough breakup, and Price and Kyle, who navigate not only their boss and PA relationship, but the relationship with Price’s family from his former marriage.
But perhaps most importantly, this is a story about life. All the ups and downs, the parts that make us laugh, and cry, and all the emotions in-between.
Written by a disgruntled British office worker, I hope this silly, campy, maybe slightly over-the-top story brings you more joy than I get from the coffee machine at 08:00.
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TAT 141 (Leeds, West Yorkshire, England) was once a lively, bustling place run by co-owners John Price and Kate Laswell. There was a time when it was a warm, inviting place. Not just some old, run-down tattoo shop, no. It was a place people came to talk, to meet like-minded folk, to connect…
That changed when Gary Sanderson died.
They all took the hit like shrapnel from a bomb. Kate couldn’t handle it - she left only a month after the loss. John stuck around - physically at least. But most of his energy goes into trying to cling onto the only thing he has left of Gary - Simon Riley.
He took the brunt of the blow; anyone John employed to pick up the work that Gary left behind, were soon scared off by Simon’s cold, dead glares or sneers or off-hand comments. All except one: Kyle Garrick.
And through Garrick, came Johnny.You wouldn't be able to tell it, if you saw his shabby clothing, wrecked hairstyle and shit-eating grin, but Johnny MacTavish is a control freak. When he watched everything around him crumble and slip through his fingers, he tightened his fist around what little else was left.
Makes you wonder how a man like Johnny ever learns to loosen his grip.
Simon wonders that too...Bookmarked by MiniWrites
18 Jan 2025
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Long before the creation of the 141, Sergeant Simon Lamont (who will later become Lieutenant Simon “Ghost” Riley) is in charge of training Corporal John “Soap” MacTavish and his platoon for an upcoming mission. It’s quite hard for him in a couple ways.
Or: What if Ghost and Soap met when they were lower ranks?
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11 Jan 2025