[ SECRET POST #6286 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #6286 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.


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Notes:

Secrets Left to Post: 00 pages, 00 secrets from Secret Submission Post #898.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 0 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ].
Current Secret Submissions Post: here.
Suggestions, comments, and concerns should go here.

Comments

Re: The Anon who prob rec'd it

[(Anonymous)]

Yes! Thats the one! You replied to someone else and I was like "hmmmm, maybe?" But then never went to read it. I know what I'll be reading tomorrow on my rainy day off!

I will def take a look at the other fic too, tyty! Honestly I just am digging the kind of "feral for each other" vibe that some of the fic have for these two.

Re: The Anon who prob rec'd it

[(Anonymous)]

Ahhhh np np. I'm glad you're enjoying the fandom!

And yeah "feral for each other" is definitely one of my faves and mostly a common factor in ghoap fics tbh. So I think you'll have a good time just looking around too!

Here's another if you're into omegaverse:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54106984/chapters/13698922

^“Left you a gift, Johnny,” Ghost answers.

“Aye?” Soap says and Ghost can about hear his grin. “I’m quakin’ in excitement, Lt.”

Soap leaves his mic on and Ghost can hear the creaking of the door open and the soft rustle of Soap's tac gear as he walks over to the body.

A sharp intake of breath and then a low whistle.

“Careful, Lt,” Soap rumbles, accent noticeably thicker, “bloody gifts like these, might think yer courtin’ me proper. The old way at least.”

And that's how it starts.