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  1. Public Bookmark 86

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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.

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    21 May 2026

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    Ghost has been able to read minds for as long as he can remember. At 15 he finally learns to control his power, he turns it off mostly, tired of the vicious, unkind truth of humanity being hurled at him every moment of the day. At 16 Simon shuts off his power completely.

    The first and only time Ghost loses that control starts in the Humvee (and ends in Soap's bed).

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    21 May 2026

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    05 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 62

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    Simon 'Ghost' Riley was fine.

    At least, that's what he kept telling himself. Besides, the long sleeves were nothing new—Johnny liked to tease him for having the body temperature of a corpse, and he'd always preferred the extra layer anyway. If anyone noticed he'd added his usual skeleton gloves to his off-duty rotation, well… at least they were smart enough to keep their mouths shut.

    Nothing had really changed. He still wore the mask, still kept to himself, still preferred to watch versus talk—

    —and he checked his arm every morning the second he woke up, and every night right before he went to sleep.

    — 🌻 —

    or: what if hanahaki bloomed on your skin instead of in your lungs?

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    27 Apr 2026