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His mutter had scared him often as a child, coming home still high, with bruises scattered all over her body, eyes glassy and unseeing. She never wanted to be touched, would always reject his clumsy attempts at seeking affection or giving comfort. So instead, he would climb on the kitchen counters to reach the cabinets with his favorite snacks—animal crackers and juice boxes—and bring her one of each. He remembers the way her eyes would focus, then, when he held them out to her with a quiet, “Here, Mama. For you.” She would look at him, and for just a moment, she would see him—her child, her son, the baby she had brought into the world already addicted to heroin and dangerously underweight—and the awfulness of it all would dawn on her. He didn’t understand then why she would whisper apologies to him until she got distracted by the drugs in her system once again, but he does now. When he closes his eyes, he can still feel the ghost of her lips pressed against his forehead and her hand cupping his cheek, because the only time she could stand to touch him was when she was overwhelmed by guilt.
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- Part 5 of The Leliaverse
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“Ghost, it’s Soap. Come in.”
No response.
“Lieutenant, it’s Sergeant MacTavish—requesting urgent assistance.”
Still no response.
“I canna get into the daft fucking computer, Ghost!” Soap hissed, frustration taking hold of him for a brief moment. When nothing but static greeted him, he groaned. He must have been too far underground to reach his teammates. Bloody shite.
“I can tell you the password,” a tiny, high-pitched voice said. Soap’s gaze flickered to the faerie’s cage, to see that she’d flown closer to the bars again, and was holding onto them tightly as she stared directly at him. She smiled, and her little, round face with those big, brown doe eyes looked so very innocent, so very friendly. She seemed happy to help, and why wouldn’t she be? She was a nice faerie, a kind faerie, so generous…
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- Part 4 of The Leliaverse
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- English
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- 2,615
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“Mama,” he gasps, wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your breasts again to hide the way he’s tearing up. You know. You know how disgusting he is, his twisted desires, and you’re using them against him, cruelly playing with him… but he can’t help but beg for more. Anything to keep you touching him, to keep you speaking to him in that soft, condescending tone of voice, the same one his mother would use on the rare occasions she deigned to speak to him during her infrequent visits. The voice that makes him feel two feet tall and his cock weep. “Bitte, Mama, bitte. Es tut mir leid. Es tut mir so leid. Bitte, vergib mir, bitte, liebe mich, liebe mich, bitte!”
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The loneliness was killing him. He was already dead and somehow it was killing him. For every day that passed with only the other undead for company, Simon’s voice grew more and more quiet. He was desperate. Desperate for an anchor to the humanity that kept slipping through his cold, stiff fingers.
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- Part 1 of The Leliaverse
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“They say the Ghost has no heart,” the soldier says, casual like he’s just come back from an evening stroll instead of a torture session. Without breaking eye contact, he taps the tip of his knife, still wet with Johnny’s blood, against the one-way glass, leaving behind a smear of crimson. “But I do not think that is true. I think I have found the Ghost’s heart, and I have strung it up like meat from butcher. Right. There.”
The man smiles, close-lipped and unassuming, and that disturbs Ghost more than any grin with too many sharp teeth ever will.
“It is pretty heart. Very pretty. But like butcher, I will carve it up in front of you if you do not tell me what I want to know."
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Unrelated fics revolving around my OC Lelia Addams and her relationships with Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, and/or König from Call of Duty.
Each fic, unless otherwise stated, takes place in an alternate universe from the other fics in the series. There is polyamory in some of the fics, including Ghost/Soap, but never any cheating.
- Words:
- 81,469
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- 5
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never learned how to love (but i still try) by luxcurious
Fandom Call of Duty (Video Games)
08 Apr 2026
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How do you show someone you love them when all you know how to do is hurt?
You let them go. Even if it kills you.
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A collection of my John Price/Reader fics.
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- 11,522
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A collection of fics featuring Simon "Ghost" Riley and a female Reader.
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- 9,690
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Rex/Tup by luxcurious
Fandom Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
16 Jan 2023
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Shane leaves that Vegas penthouse suite feeling wretched, and like an idiot, and like he never wants to see Ilya Rozanov again.
Except, well. Then there are zombies.
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After ignoring his phone in favor of getting split in two by his situationship, Shane is stranded in Boston at the start of the zombie apocalypse.
Ilya is left with nowhere to go, and Shane refuses to leave him behind. In order to survive, they have to cross the Canadian border and get to the cottage, together.
But getting to Canada is far easier said than done. When Ilya is badly injured, their road-trip becomes a race against the dead—and the infection spreading through Ilya’s leg.
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Too Much by Kalaratri
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski, Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game)
03 May 2021
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Jaskier has always known he loves in a way that is too much. He gives too much of himself, and wants too much in return. Post mountain break-up, Jaskier starts to doubt his value, attempts to drink Novigrad dry and makes the biggest mistake of his life: getting back with his abusive shit of an ex, Valdo Marx.
Angst, whump, eventual comfort.
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You (or Your Memory) by Bouncey
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)
10 Mar 2021
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Three days, one hour, and fifteen minutes after Geralt dismissed him forever, Jaskier wakes up with a loud gasp and a violent shudder. He blinks slowly, allowing his eyes to adjust to the bright light streaming in through a window. Whatever he’s lying on is comfortable and the sheets smell fresh and bright, like lilac and freesia. A hint of gooseberry lies beneath it all, delicate and sweet. He glances around the space and finds it to be relatively bare; a guest room, perhaps. Maybe he’s a servant at some noble house?
Jaskier only really knows that his name is Jaskier and that he plays music. He’s also rather talented with floral arrangements.
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- Part 10 of Gifts and Prompts
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After getting his heart broken on a wild goose chase of a dragon hunt, Jaskier - a dragon himself - never got the chance to tell his Witcher the truth. Honestly, he's glad because now he can disappear into the clouds and grant Geralt's stupid fucking blessing.
Nilfgaard has other ideas. And like all of Jaskier's shittiest life events, those ideas end up including Yennefer of Vengerberg.