Task Force 141 needs a new sniper and despite their complaints, they're assigned Flash, a joke-making, ABBA-listening, 20-year-old sharpshooter with better aim than the whole team combined. In other words, Ghost is practically handed the love of his life but he needs time to adjust because she's a firecracker. Warnings/Tags: Age gap (20/30-32), gore, descriptions of injury/blood/wounds, swearing, weapons, literally only fluff and banter, minimal angst, soft baby girl Ghost, asshole Soap, lighthearted, I can fix him he just needs a hug, warning for an excessively bad taste in music, slow burn, protective ghost, family dynamic, big brother soap has an attitude problem, father figure Price, Gaz is just there because he's on the wiki I have no idea who he is, eventual smut, praise, thigh riding, unprotected (wrap it up people), idk I'm sure it will get dirtier as I go, shifting POV ! THESE ARE FICTIONAL CHARACTERS THAT HAVE NO TIE TO THE REAL-LIFE ACTORS. IF I CATCH YOU BEING WEIRD YOU WILL BE BLOCKED. !

Assigned by Station Chief Kate Laswell, Case Officer Kiera Dutton is assigned to track and locate the missing American missiles as well as the threat of Quds Force Major Hassan Zyani. Befriending Ghost during her missions was not indeed part of her plan, but it was hard to ignore the reckoning that yearned for the other over time. How soon will Ghost let her break down his walls he had worked so hard to put up over the years? This will be no easy task, he would think. Boy, was he wrong! *Yellowstone x Call of Duty Crossover!* Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, songs, characters, businesses, places, events, locations, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner (Paramount Network and Activision Publishing). Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended for malicious use. Song inspiring this series: "It Goes On" by Zac Brown and Sir Rosevelt Full playlist for the songs included in this series! https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLNcT8a0rajiuOw51moSDgtWm0MYRppjt8

*note for re-readers, the story has gone through revisions and polishing. no major plot changes have been made. Nosia 'Scope' Novak was recruited into the SAS after her service in the Polish Armed Forces. She met the team 1-4-1 upon her recruitment, impressing Captain Price where eventually when it came down to their next mission, upon his request, she was eventually an added member to taskforce 1-4-1 alongside a longtime member, Ghost. Along their mission to take down Hassan, Nosia and Ghost find themselves bonding into a unique friendship, the pair an unstoppable force to be reckoned with. But along the way, a sort of passion grew unquestioned and unexplored as they both kept their mouths shut regarding these feelings of infatuation residing hidden in their hearts. While Nosia was a playful flirt towards him, Ghost was cold-hearted, unwilling to speak of them, complicating things within their friendship. MODERN WARFARE 3 ADDITION: SPOILERS A year after the previous events took place, the now bonded lovers Ghost and Nosia work together alongside taskforce 141 to take down a previous target from many years ago; Vladimir Makarov. A Russian terrorist seeking the next world war, Makarov is a dangerous enemy with luck on his side, leaving 141 feeling hopeless in their fight to save the world. The team must put their personal quarrels and emotions aside to succeed, but after so much hardship and with the world unknowingly depending on them, the mission at hand will bare a heavy burden.

Rora Wells was one hell of a woman. A woman who left havoc and chaos wherever she went, and laughed Death in the face. That was until she met Simon Riley, who was like a cold, stone wall in the middle of the tornado she caused, unaffacted by anything and everything. But that was just the surface. Because Simon Riley learned soon enough why storms are named after people, because Rora Wells was a cold wrecking-havoc. [simon 'ghost' riley x fem!oc]

Torn apart by the death of her team and unexpected betrayal, Special Operative Lieutenant Chaos will stop at nothing to seek vengeance for her fallen soldiers who brought about their demise. Everything she has worked for is put on pause when she is scouted by Task Force 141 to assist in subduing a terrorist in Al Mazrah. Chaos begins to find it impossible to keep to herself as she had always done, especially when a certain fellow Lieutenant starts to crawl under her scars.

vi·per /ˈvīpər/ noun Any related snakes belonging to the family Viperidae, characterized by erectile, venom-conducting fangs. A person regarded as untrustworthy, deceitful, malicious or treacherous.

German/Austrian KorTac operator Kilgore "König" is sent on a private mission with American Shadow Company operator Nadja (Nadia) "Siren" within an active warzone in Al-Mazrah to rescue several Iranian hostages. Along their mission, dropped blindly within the zone, things go wrong and they're left stranded, no help from the military as they continue to track down the hostages. While König is a socially anxious soldier, Siren is more than sociable and does her best to help him blossom and form a friendship as they work together to survive, complete the mission and get home.

You're an exhausted showgirl on one of many long nightshifts. What makes this one a little different? It's a certain scottish mans birthday and the one thing he wished for was to finish it off in a burlesque club with his fellow teammates. --- I'VE GOT NO CLUE, first of all. Like many, I have fallen for the boys and had this idea in my head for a long time now. The idea of Ghost being forced to go celebrate in a burlesque club with the others and how he would be so out of place there but trying dearly for Johnny. Since I couldn't find this type of story anywhere and i'm currently at home with the flu i thought okay so this is it? This is my moment? Keep in mind: •SMUT •FLUFF •English is not my first language and i haven't written fanfiction in years. •I don't know anything about the military and only have a little experience about how showgirls go on about their day so pls don't expect a super realistic story, we're literally just ballin. • 90% of this story will be heavily influenced by me listening to Portishead • Sweet comments & feedback motivate me to write, so keep em coming baby ♡ I HOPE U ENJOY THE DOMESTICATION OF SIMON RILEY ♡

The mission was to extract information from an agent in jungle. Drop in grab the info from the location and quickly and quietly move through the jungle to exfil. Easy in out intel mission. But... She was so quiet I didn't even hear her, next thing I know I have a gun to my temple and a set of eyes fixed on me. She took the information package and was gone in seconds. But those eyes, she saw right through me just as I did her. Those few moments felt like hours. I can't get those eyes out of my mind. Three hours later she's waiting for me at the exfil site. I can't let her get to me, crawl under my skin. But I have to know more about her. Soap says she goes by Reaper and she's assisting the 141 in taking down a terrorist organisation. It's a big mission plenty of time for me to find out what I need to know, what's behind those eyes... before Soap gives her all my secrets. WARNING. This is a violent fanfic. Some of the things mentioned may be upsetting so please check before proceeding. Themes included are strong language, torture, rape, murder, killing, wounded victims, abuse, disassociation, drug use, paralysis, child abuse, panic attacks, suicide, weapon use. I will add more if they come up. This is a mixture of modern warfare characters and my own. I don't own the modern warfare characters.

The universe is dying, and no one knows about it. In order to preserve the human life, a glitch was created in order to transfer as many people to different universes as possible. Your chosen universe? Could be the last thing you watched, or maybe the last game you played. It also could be the last thing you read... If you had known, what would be your chosen universe? But alas you didn't know, no one did. Hence why you were in the middle of a warzone, wondering how the hell you got here.