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“Don’t… touch me, Cap,” John wheezes, his fingers curling into claws as he tries to pull at his own vest. The friction of the Kevlar like sandpaper on raw nerves. “I’ll… burn ye.”
“Jesus,” Price murmurs under his breath, but there is no hesitation from Simon, the man stripping off his gloves, tendrils of frost curled around his fingertips.
“Simon,” John grits. “Don’t.”
“You can’t hurt me, Johnny,” Simon murmurs, hands moving to John’s vest, careful movements as helps him rip it off.
For COD Hybrid Week 2026!
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Arthur gets some answers, and about thirty-thousand more questions to his predicament.
He enlists Charles's help, but things become tangled when the stone he sought has effects more powerful than they expect.
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- Part 4 of Golden threads
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In all his years spent hunting people as an occupation, Din has forgotten the blood that he carries—that he was always a predator.
Now that he's been reminded of his long forgotten designation, from a house cat no less, he must find a way to re-connect with a part of himself he buried. Childhood trauma is a hell of a thing to tackle while defending villagers from Raiders, but in service to his blood family, he will see this task through.Series
- Part 1 of Kat Verse
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Grogu chooses capture over rescue, a decision made, and a future averted.
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- Part 2 of Kat Verse
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Arthur's wanderings have consequences he thought only happened in the books he read as a teen, folk tales have always been his favorite, if only because they are known to be outlandish and untrue.
If only.
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- Part 3 of Golden threads
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catch unposted(art, wips, ramblings maybe?) but related posts to the story on my tumblr.
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the werewolf au from a unapologetic shifter/were enjoyer, with hints of other supernatural twists to come.
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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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Soap knew he wasn’t a saint. Far from it, in fact. He spent his youth making a myriad of bad decisions that led him to where he was now— too deep into organized crime to leave without a bullet through his skull. The Shadow Company wasn’t bad, per se. It put food on his table and kept a roof over his head. Plus, it had been so long since Soap had seen himself as anything but a dispensable tool that the thought of being human never even crossed his mind these days. He was a good asset, and that kept him alive and in good standing— the only thing that mattered in the Company.
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“Holy ‘ell. I didn’t know they made them that big,” Soap had said with wide eyes, looking him up and down after Ghost had lowered his gun and stood up straight, making him tower over the shorter man clad in a pristine blue-and-yellow vault suit.
“Yeah?” Ghost grit through his teeth and holstered his pistol with a curse as he watched his bloody target get away. “Didn’t know they made ‘em as small as you,” He spat.
Soap’s nose had scrunched up in a pout that he would come to equally despise and savor.
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He sighs, glancing at his reflection a few more times. He knows he could easily grab them, knows he could just pop them in and nothing would look different. But, before heading on leave, he’d been on a grueling mission, one where he wore his contacts for 72-hours straight without changing them. John knows he’s not supposed to do that, but things had happened so quickly, and his eyes were still a bit irritated with him.
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After complaining about how sore his muscles were getting for several weeks, Price recommended John to a specific masseuse to work out the tension in his body. He had been a bit nervous about the whole ordeal, especially considering that this masseuse was apparently a retired veteran. He expected a harsh, cold exterior, rough hands, and a potentially painful experience.
However, one look at the giant, blond brick house of a man that greeted him for the appointment had John smitten. Simon was charming, handsome, and unbelievably hot.
Needless to say, all of his pent up tension was completely gone when he walked out of that massage session.