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"Chest and shoulders on the floor - but up on your knees so that ass is up where it belongs. Plant 'em spread, nice and wide. Then you're gonna tuck your heels back against your thighs and grab your ankles with your hands. You're going to need the help holding that position."
"How long?"
"Til I say so Johnny. Bottoms off, let's see those pretty bits you've been keeping from me."
Finished, expanded version of a quick thread fic inspired by a very compelling visual - Ghoap-ified version of that visual included here by An_Anbubbun
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06 Jun 2026
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Simon Riley had gotten used to being alone. Empty flats, empty mornings, empty milestones—it was easier not to expect anyone. Then John MacTavish barged into his life with paint-stained hands and a grin too bright to ignore.
(Or: Simon learns what it feels like to be chosen, over and over again.)
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Soap goes for a tattoo by an artist he can't quite get a read on, and ends up with more than he ever hoped to get from it.
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02 Jun 2026
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“Give me yer name,” Soap said leaning in close, “Give me yer name and it’ll be like it never existed and you’ll see just how much the name Simon really means to ye.”
Ghost chuckled rolling his eyes as he took another slow drag of his cigarette before stubbing it out in the ashtray, “Is that so?”
Soap nodded looking as serious as a drunk could while spread out over their superior's lap, “Can I have your name Simon?”
Ghost chuckled readjusting Soap in his arms, “Yeah you can,” he nodded leaning back as Soap calmed down and settled back in his arms.
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31 May 2026