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25 | he/they | don’t turn around i’m in your spawn transgendering your male power fantasy characters | 18+ content MDNI
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applepieces.bsky.social milo @applepieces.bsky.social · Nov 21
born into the grave
✦ #soapghost // #ghostsoap
✦ teen, no archive warnings, 3.6k
✦ helldivers!au
✦ temporary character death/reincarnation of the soulmates variety, happy ending
✦ archiveofourown.org/works/54459913
screenshot of a fic from ao3 title: make a star of me author: applepieces summary: The depths of death are an old friend to them all: a bleak, empty blackness before the piercing light of reincarnation, or whatever fucked up version of it that helldivers went through. Being a cog in the machine was what he had signed up for. It’s enough to churn through a job, two, three — work well done — before being set aside for rest and repair. It’s life at its core, for Ghost. Not its fullest, but at its most basic, its most blunt and unsavory: A helldiver is a weapon. The SEAF takes advantage in the best way it knows how. or: Ghost lives and dies and lives again. Johnny reminds him of what’s underneath the helmet.
November 21, 2024 at 8:11 PM
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applepieces.bsky.social milo @applepieces.bsky.social · Nov 21
make a star of me
✦ #soapghost // #ghostsoap
✦ explicit, no archive warnings, 6.1k
✦ camboy!au pt 2
✦ bottom!trans!ghost, sex toys, bondage, objectification
✦ archiveofourown.org/works/53764879
screenshot of a fic from ao3 title: make a star of me author: applepieces summary: Simon had never filmed a piece where he wasn’t in charge of it all. The camera angles, the chat, the men he worked with; he liked keeping them all under his watchful eye. On a bench, he couldn’t do that, especially if he were meant to relax enough to let Soap make him feel good. So Soap had suggested an edited video. One day of recording, breaks where needed, with no live audience, just for Simon’s comfort. Simon had agreed, happy with the accomodation for his comfort, and asked what the plan was, and then — And then Soap had smiled, “I can just treat you like any other toy if it’d make it easier on you,” and it made Simon’s head spin with how hot he’d gotten so quickly. “No need to worry about talkin’ or participatin’. Just sit pretty and I can take care of you, yeah?” And Simon had choked out, “Yeah, sure,” and that had been that. In which, after the popularity of their first collab, Ghost allows Soap the chance to have his turn.
November 21, 2024 at 7:57 PM
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applepieces.bsky.social milo @applepieces.bsky.social · Nov 21
melt down
✦ #soapghost // #ghostsoap
✦ explicit, no archive warnings, 5.3k
✦ horizon zero dawn au
✦ bottom!trans!ghost, frotting, just the tip, breeding kink
✦ archiveofourown.org/works/52408270
screenshot of a fic from ao3 title: melt down author: applepieces summary: All day, all day John had spent looking at that mask. Power and intimidation and unyielding ferocity; how easily it all fell away into something coy as Simon tips his chin upward and smirks at him. “Something you need, soldier?” Always. He doesn’t think Simon has realised it yet, but John wants him — needs him — always. The way a flower bends to the sun, the way glinthawks flock to scrap. That’s how it feels, to be drawn towards Simon: like inevitability. Like there’s nowhere else in the world he’s meant to spend his time except for next to him, touching him, kissing him.
November 21, 2024 at 7:54 PM
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applepieces.bsky.social milo @applepieces.bsky.social · Nov 21
wind me up (or wind up dead)
✦ #soapghost // #ghostsoap
✦ explicit, graphic depictions of violence, 13.3k
✦ retired!ghoap with a side of serial killer!au
✦ top!ghost, bottom!soap, knifeplay
✦ archiveofourown.org/works/51396064
screenshot of a fic from ao3 title: wind me up (or wind up dead) author: applepieces summary: Loch Buidhe was a beautiful area. It’d been quiet, their first year here; sleepy, almost. Simon had settled wonderfully into domesticity, content to gorge himself on rest and relaxation and, on many occasions, John himself. John itched from the need to be productive still, but their little cabin had proven to be more than enough to keep them both busy. Still, the town had that sleepy, quiet quality that made winding down with a trip out almost shockingly easy. Now, though, he couldn’t even make trips into town without hearing the latest gossip. Be it parents or his coworkers or even the shopkeepers, everybody was on edge with every new case. Every candlelit vigil he spent watching people weep only reminded him of his disconnect. The sick, oily feeling that maybe he’d never adjust to civilian life if he couldn’t spare more than a few measly hugs and flat condolences never seemed to abate. The end of the week couldn’t come soon enough. or: Johnny and Simon retire to the countryside. It’s peaceful all the way until it isn’t.
November 21, 2024 at 7:49 PM
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i still havent decided between posting old threads here vs just posting the ones that have been made into fics but that’ll probably be decided when i see how bad posting a thread blows up the tl
October 25, 2024 at 3:48 PM