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In a world where relationships between alphas are forbidden, there are secret, lawless little dens of debauchery where alphas temporarily turn into omegas.
Soap knows there’s something deeply wrong with him, to consider going there for himself.
But he'd do anything to take his mind off of Ghost, even if it's only for a night. But he has no idea just how far Ghost will go to keep him forever.
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Alpha!Soap's idle fantasies of being claimed by Alpha!Ghost are about to become very real.- Language:
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11 Jul 2026
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a/a in a world where it’s illegal, johnny bitched. beautiful beautiful longing
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It didn't make sense. There was nothing out of the ordinary, no celebratory bonfires, no animals peering at them from the woods, no Northern Lights dancing in the sky…
Nothing but the moon hanging low and full, gleaming across the empty range…
…and the fact that tonight, Johnny smelled like the North Sea.
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Every few months, Johnny disappears. Ghost has learned not to ask—but tonight, something's different. And this time, Ghost isn't going to let him go alone.
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A brutal day of recruit training pushes Ghost past his limits when days of nightmares and barely eating finally catch up to him. Dragged off the field, he’s forced to confront how badly his trauma has twisted his relationship with food—but the 141 close ranks around him with medbay intervention, quiet support, and unexpected affection that makes it harder to keep pretending he’s fine.
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15 May 2026
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ghost has very low blood sugar, the 141 make up for it
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“C’mon then, Johnny. All yours,” Ghost grinned, fully prepared to shove him back there if he was going to be a fucking bitch about it. Soap glared at him, fists clenching. Ghost gave him ten seconds, and then he was going to push and see if Soap would actually swing or would do what he was told.
Soap closed the distance between them without further prompting, sliding one hand around Ghost’s raised bicep and the other around his waist, a disconcertingly intimate embrace that left Ghost stunned for the brief moment it took for Soap to get himself where he needed to be. Then Soap was shoving his face into Ghost’s armpit and inhaling again, long and slow. The hand at the centre of Ghost’s back scrabbled at him, fisting in his shirt; the one on his bicep squeezed tight, tugging his arm down and adjusting its position so that Soap’s mouth and nose were well and truly wedged in with no access to clean air. Soap’s hips hitched, just a bit, brushing his crotch against Ghost’s leg.
Jesus fucking Christ.
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An alternate first meeting, where Ghost and Soap meet each other in the field under infinitely worse circumstances than either of them would have liked:
Ghost wakes up in a pit under a building with a bomb attached to him, certain he's going to die. Soap, an EOD tech amongst his other specialties, is the only person available to at least try to save him. It should be fraught, and tense, and miserable all around, and it is; a whole lot of Ghost slowly losing his mind while Soap does everything he can to save his life. But it would probably be easier if Ghost wasn't a stress-flirter, and if Soap wasn't the kind of endlessly competent that he loved, and if, by virtue of their situation, they didn't keep ripping open each other's wounds and then patching each other back up again after.
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Bookmarked by freddiiiii
14 May 2026
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ghost has a bomb strapped into his heart, and soap is so pretty he might set it off