Mallior
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“Did you lose your mind?” Uruha growled. “Do you have any idea, how fast we were going?”
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Just to have somewhere to go to... by Mallior
Fandoms: Kingsman: The Secret Service (2015)
31 May 2015
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"A small part of him even begged to him, don’t open that door, maybe he’s in here, working, don’t disturb him, don’t break the illusion, but after a few heartbeat his hand moved and opened the wooden door."
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And... the world was gone by Mallior
Fandoms: Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies), Star Trek
26 Jun 2014
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A James T. Kirk fanmix, inspired by Star Trek XI and a lot of Star Trek fanfiction.
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not like before (when I was empty) by Starlight_VLD for DisasterFrog
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
20 Sep 2025
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Five times Soap found different ways to
torturefall asleep on Ghost, and one time Ghost relaxed enough to return the favor.Series
- Part 12 of COD Fics
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Bookmarked by Mallior
12 Jul 2026
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The Ghost of Christmases Past and Present by Starlight_VLD for Saire00
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
01 Jan 2026
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When Soap finds out Ghost is staying on base during Christmas leave, his impulsive nature leads to an invitation to Scotland. Over the next few Christmases, Soap learns more about Ghost's past, tries to support him in the present... and perhaps helps him make some new, better memories for the future.
If he also gets to spend Christmas alone with the man he secretly loves, all the better.
A story of healing told over the course of four Christmases, three trips to Scotland, two pining men, and one bed.
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- Part 13 of COD Fics
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Bookmarked by Mallior
11 Jul 2026
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The shapes of the artwork bend and turn as Ghost moves his arms around while handling his bag and pulling out equipment for the workout. Veins are creeping across his skin like a plant curling along a tree trunk to reach the sun. Thick strands of muscles bunch and strain on his forearms.
Until now, Soap has never seen Ghost's arms. The man has always been covered in at least a hoodie, and except for the occasional, accidental sliver of skin just above the gloves revealing the existence of ink on Ghost's skin, this whole picture is entirely unprecedented to Soap.
Soap feels like a man in the Victorian era seeing a woman's ankle for the first time. He has to forcefully swallow down the saliva gathering up obtrusively in his mouth.
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Soap has a crush on his superior and Ghost decides to give his friend a lesson at the gym.
Bookmarked by Mallior
05 Jul 2026
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“Missed me,” Ghost crackles in his ear. Warm, teasing. A tone that Soap is almost certain is reserved for him.
Soap scoffs. "Prove it."
“Aw,” Ghost tuts. “Don’t trust me?”
No one I trust more, Sir. He doesn’t say it. Not that he isn’t sure Ghost already knows; if he’s even half as inhumanly perceptive as everyone gives him credit for, then he has to know, has to feel that tangible presence orbiting between them. (The direct acknowledgement of this entity feels too unshakably taboo. A point of no return that takes the shape of something gnarly; a feral elephant in the room that threatens to maul one or both of them down if addressed.)
“Bastard,” he grumbles instead. Wonders if his voice is as thick with affection over the com as it sounds spoken aloud. Would it matter, if it was?
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[smut all the way down with a healthy dose of yearning]
Bookmarked by Mallior
10 Jun 2026
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“That’s not bourbon, is it?” John says with half a sneer, earning a small smile from the man in return, eyes full of mirth.
“Only the best,” the man easily responds, taking a sip just to prove a point.
“For a good ol’ boy,” John replies easily enough, watching the man's pink tongue dart out, licking a stray droplet.
“A good boy, hm,” the man echoes, his gaze traveling slowly down John’s frame, a maddening descent. “I don’t know about me,” he adds, a bit softer. “But you, on the other hand —” The man’s mouth curves, the sharp flash of teeth, like a predator lying in wait. “You look like a good boy, yeah?”
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Or, John MacTavish says he isn't gay. That is, until he meets a man named Simon at a gay nightclub and realizes, maybe he is.- Language:
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Bookmarked by Mallior
24 May 2026