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Randy would let Benson do it. He would beg for it if Benson told him to- Beg Benson to shoot him. Fuck. He would beg him for a bullet, if Benson wanted him to.
Randy gets off with Benson's gun in his mouth.
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- Part 3 of The Passenger PWP Fics
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03 Jul 2026
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Soap's wearing only a pair of dark boxer briefs—standard issue, thin with too many washes, clinging damp to his hips and thighs. The waistband is twisted slightly, like he'd stripped off the rest of his gear in a half-daze and collapsed into bed without bothering to fix it.
The fabric is soaked through at the front now, stretched tight where his cock presses upwards, twitching as the rhythm of his dream grips him. A shiver runs down his leg, his heel sliding down along the mattress, hips giving another subtle rut into the sheets. The motion pushes the briefs down a fraction, the elastic dragging over his hipbone.
Another grind, slower this time, and the waistband dips lower. Not intentional, not aware, but eager.
Ghost's pulse kicks up.
He shifts closer, crouched now beside the bed, one hand braced on the frame. His other hand hovers above Soap’s thigh, fingers flexing. He tells himself he’s just watching. Just waiting.
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Or; Ghost fucks Soap in his sleep.
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24 May 2026
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There’s a teddy in Soap’s bed; a beaten-up, old brown bear. Well-loved, if the state of the fur is any indication. Ghost lets out a choked laugh, mostly at his own expense. He wishes he was there, suddenly, wishes he was by Johnny’s side as he walked through the doorway and realised that his childhood room was waiting for him like a time capsule. Wishes he got to see the embarrassed scrunch of his face, the way the tips of his ears would flush red.
Soap has a whole second life, outside of the SAS. He’s got a mother, and a poorly-decorated bedroom, and a bear. All Ghost has is a flat that will be the same it is today as it will be the day he dies, like he was never even here at all.
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07 May 2026
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A Knight's Guide to Polishing Lances by Aravis
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms, A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin
12 Mar 2026
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“I jested earlier about you cowering like a maiden,” he recalled.
Dunk took a breath and held it fast as Lyonel walked his fingers up Dunk’s chest to his throat. A wild thing turned about in his mind, hackles raised and blood hot. It seemed Lyonel fanned its flames, heedless or perhaps fully aware of what he roused.
“You have ‘polished your lance’, eh?”
“I’ve… what?” Lyonel’s head met Dunk’s chest with a laugh. He had enough time to begin to feel offended before Lyonel looked up from beneath a stray tangle of hair. His eyes glinted in the candlelight; Dunk’s mouth went dry.
“Fucked, lad. You’ve fucked someone, surely?” Lyonel searched his face for an answer. Dunk wished he had the skill of lying when pressed, but no easy tale came to his lips.
“No. Seven fucking hells, you’re taking me for a fool, aren’t you?”
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🦌 Lyonel Baratheon takes an interest in Dunk the night before the Tourney~ 🦌
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- Part 1 of A Knight in Training
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13 Apr 2026
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Until sweat stings your eyes by applecrumbledore
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV)
18 Jun 2026
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Dunk squeezed his eyes shut, his face burning. “Begging your pardon. I am not comely, your grace. You mock me.”
“You are mistaken on both counts," Baelor said softly, smiling. "In truth, I thought of little else after you left here. Little save this fresh-faced young knight, as big and strong as an oak, who seemed so eager to please me.”
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08 Apr 2026