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The adventures of Keaton as he learns to trust (and love) his Daddy Soap, and his Papa Ghost.
Coincidentally, the adventures of Soap and Ghost as they adjust to retirement, and learn to find pleasure in the little things.- Words:
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“Mama,” he gasps, wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your breasts again to hide the way he’s tearing up. You know. You know how disgusting he is, his twisted desires, and you’re using them against him, cruelly playing with him… but he can’t help but beg for more. Anything to keep you touching him, to keep you speaking to him in that soft, condescending tone of voice, the same one his mother would use on the rare occasions she deigned to speak to him during her infrequent visits. The voice that makes him feel two feet tall and his cock weep. “Bitte, Mama, bitte. Es tut mir leid. Es tut mir so leid. Bitte, vergib mir, bitte, liebe mich, liebe mich, bitte!”
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The hot air from the windows blew a whiff of scent over to Ghost’s direction. It stank of bodies, diesel fuel, dust, and fumes, but there was one scent most notable. A combination of sweat, musk, and Soap’s three-day-old cologne that had marinated on his skin. Ghost would recognize that smell anywhere. Did the bastard forget to shower?
Or, Ghost and Soap are stuck in a hot, overcrowded train ride... and it seems Soap hasn't showered. Hijinks ensue.
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Bookmarked by WhoopsOK
12 Feb 2026
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I'll take Fics That Got Me Worked Up At Work for 500, Alex.
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“The name. Firehose.” Eddie’s eyes flicked down to the orange in his hands as he started on the next slice. “You said it had more to do with something else.”
“Oh! Right—well…” Buck laughed, a little awkward, rubbing the back of his neck and wringing his hands like he was debating whether or not he should answer. “I guess my question would be… do you know what hyperspermia is?”
Eddie froze mid-chew, then bit down—hard—on a slice of orange. The juice hit the back of his throat and sent him into a coughing fit.
Or; Eddie finds out Buck has hyperspermia and is totally normal and sane about it.
Bookmarked by WhoopsOK
04 Nov 2025
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“Sometimes it gets really sensitive so I—take a pillow, roll on my stomach, and get it underneath me… hump down into it until it gets all wet.” Buck swallowed, throat clicking. “When I’m finished it ends up soaked through… looks like someone pissed into the fabric.”
HELLO!!!!
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“I can’t be here in the morning,” Derek tells him.
“You mean my dad can’t see you leaving.” Stiles grins and imagines Derek slipping back out of the window in the pre-dawn hours, sending one final bright-eyed glance at him over his shoulder.
Here, in the bed, Derek shifts closer, his knee nudging at Stiles’ thighs and Stiles wonders how he’s supposed to go back to sleep under these conditions.
or: Derek's been waiting for Stiles to come home
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Bookmarked by WhoopsOK
01 Oct 2025
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a good warm hug (with some lovely spice at the end!!)
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Crowley sneered. "Since you boys are so desperate for a favour, please—name something I could possibly want badly enough to help you."
Sam watched as Crowley's eyes, which had been fixed on his, slid downwards, and—Sam didn't think about that often. It was just one more unpleasant thing about Crowley to add to the pile, and Sam didn't know what it said about him that he'd never thought to use it to his advantage. Maybe it said something good, to other people, but Sam mostly felt stupid.
He said, "Me. I'm something you want."
Bookmarked by WhoopsOK
09 Jun 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
This is the best Crowley I've read, no contest.