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Ghost laid his hand against your throat, fingers curling to rest over the vessels that pulsed on both sides, completely encircling the slender column of your neck. Though he applied no pressure, the threat loomed as heavily as he did over your body. It had been so easy for him to subdue you; he didn’t even break a sweat, his breath still steady and even.
A familiar zing of electricity traveled to your core, smoldering embers sparked to life, begging to be fed kindling and stoked into something more. Heat flickered across your cheeks when you looked up at Ghost, and reached for his hand in a half-hearted attempt to push it off of your throat. He effortlessly resisted, holding the position like a wolf might do to an overeager pup to enforce his place in the pack — and remind you of yours.
You were trapped, completely at his mercy.
And you liked it.
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09 Aug 2025
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In which you meet a hulking man with a temper and learn he is a boxer. you've got a prize he wants. you make him fight for it.
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Soap’s eyes were fierce on yours, “Don’t fucking make me chase you, lass.” A shiver ran up your spine. If he chased you, he would catch you easily. You knew what he did for work, knew he chased down far worse than you on the average day.
You continued taking steps back through the grass, your eyes pleading as you shook your head, “Please, please, not now, John.” Hot tears cooled against your cheeks in the night air. You said a silent prayer that tears would flood your eyes so as to blur out the sight of him standing there; suit jacket buttoned at the waist, the plaid sash across his chest, his brow lightly furrowed at you, jaw clenched, his chest rising and falling with stubborn intention.
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Romantic Drama set during your best friend's wedding in Scotland with your ex, John MacTavish as the Best Man and you as the Maid of Honor. Smut and fluff ensues.
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- Part 1 of CoD Wedding Series
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17 Mar 2025
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Did you hear about the time when Soap almost didn't become a Sergeant?
Of course you did. You were there.
A young, ambitious Corporal MacTavish meets a figure from his past. An old friend has turned to foe, or maybe something else entirely. Where the hell did you appear from after two years of radio silence? His best friend, his partner-in-crime, his... well, what-could-have-been has turned into someone he almost doesn't recognise.
FemReader x Soap fic, an imaginary prequel to his storyline in the reboot.
Soap's POV.
Includes flashbacks.
Smut towards the end. I jumped into a storytelling rabbithole, so you'll have to wait for a bit for other holes to get jumped---WHO SAID THAT?Series
- Part 2 of Task Force 404 - Daphne's CoD fics
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23 Mar 2025
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A dark, hooded figure emerged from the dense snowstorm, growing far too tall as it approached. You shuffled back weakly in the bloodstained snow and winced as you jostled the trap clamped on your boot.
“What is this?” the man’s voice rumbled, muffled behind his mask. “You are…not what I expected to catch today.” He crouched and cupped your cheek reverently, as if you were a tiny creature whose delicate bones would snap at a too-rough touch.
You flinched at first — but he was warm, so warm.
“You are very far from home, aren’t you, Kleines Häschen?” he mused, honeyed words drawn out slowly as you relaxed into his palm. “Come, let me tend to your wound. Rest by my fire, just for a little while.”
The man scooped you up from the snow, unresisting. Sleep whispered sweet temptation as you were cradled to his chest, lulled by the blood loss and his steady steps. You gave in to the beckoning darkness, and allowed your heavy lids to close, like he said—
just for a little while.