𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲? Desperate to pass math and paying to survive in college, she juggles late-night study sessions with a new job at a quiet pizza shop. Her tutor? Mysterious, blunt, and way too good-looking. Her boss? Cold, unreadable, and never smiles. They couldn't be more different-until the lines start to blur. She doesn't know it yet, but the man tutoring her might already know everything about her... even where she works. FLUFF SMUT MATURE THEMES COLLEGE AU

Following the success of the 141, it becomes necessary to expand. Price, pre-occupied with following leads, tasks each of the men in turn to find a suitable addition from their batch of recruits. It's Ghost's turn, and he finds the perfect fit. Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader, slow burn, 18+

Simon Ghost Riley x Fem OC. ❝I am rotten. How can you see the good in me?❞ 𝑺𝒄𝒚𝒍𝒍𝒂 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒐𝒏, a tough and cold SAS soldier, haunted by the dark past and her demons. She's back on her tracks in Captain Price's team, to catch a dangerous threat: Vladimir Makarov. But the demons are still there, in her head, around her, in everything she sees or hears, in every moment. TF141 just want to let her feel comfortable around them, to welcome her in their small family, but all she can see is betrayal. Everywhere. She's a walking mystery, cold, reserved, tempting like a siren, and Simon can't help but feel tempted by her. [ The story follows MW3's storyline, missions, characters and cities are all taken from the game except for some changes and additions I did. ] INCLUDES: - SWEARING - MATURE CONTENTS - SMUT - VIOLENCE - ABUSE TW ⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆ NUMBER 1# in cod NUMBER 2# in call of duty NUMBER 1# in Ghost NUMBER 1# in Simon Ghost Riley NUMBER 1# in Price NUMBER 1# in Soap

Nikolina Sokolova - Callsign: Vesper. A name whispered in the shadows of every covert operation, a sniper with precision and a mind that cuts sharper than the blade of a knife. Trained in infiltration, psychological warfare, and close-quarters combat, she's a ghost in the system - the one sent when things need to be handled quietly... and permanently. Loaned to Task Force 141 after a tense ceasefire, Nina's presence is part of a delicate peace offering, but behind her cold exterior lies a woman torn between duty and the scars of a life she can never forget. Her loyalties are fractured, her intentions unclear. With each mission, she plays her part, but her true agenda is hers alone. 21/5/25: #1 in captainprice category 9/7/25: #1 in cod category 11/7/25: #1 in military category 19/7/25: #1 in modernwarfare category 1/8/25: #1 in simonriley category 24/8/25: #1 in callofduty category

I'm just doing this for fun. This might (MIGHT) be the first COD fanfic I've read. I don't own any images in this story and I hope you enjoy it. COD MW belongs to Infinity Ward You own You.

Your father's friends come over to watch a game. Little do they know, you're listening in to their conversations, and you're suddenly all too desperate to get back at your father and experience a thing or two. Task force 141 is all too happy to 'teach a rookie' -- who might not be a rookie in the one way they least expect. ✧.* 「 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 | 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 」

You stumble into the home of Sukuna Ryomen, the King of all Curses, looking for food after starving for months. He accepts you as a loyal servant, but what grows in the confines of his temple is more than a mere working relationship between his servant and the master.. - - - ⚠️ This is the work of pure fiction, any and all events are simply fictional. The characters (Sukuna Ryomen, Uraume) belong to Gege Akutami!⚠️ ♪♪♪ - 1 in #jujutsu - 1 in #darkthemes - 281 in #jjk - 12 in #sukunaryomen

( ─ vox x fem reader love story ! ) "𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬; 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, '𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'! 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤?" "𝑺𝒕𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍..." "𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?! 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐮𝐡...𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭'𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤..." ┌──❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚─┐ After saving Princess Morningstar's life in the battle against Heaven and Hell, a grateful Lucifer invites (Y/N) to be recruited as Hell's newest Overlord. Eager and excited to rule alongside of Hell's most powerful sinners, (Y/N) accepts. Meanwhile, on the other side of Hell, two Overlords finally wear Vox, the infamous tech demon down and pressure him into a supposedly harmless dare. Reluctantly, Vox agrees to it. His task? To get (Y/N) to fall hopelessly in love with him. While trying to please his friends to complete his task, Vox encounters some unexpected feelings. Not only now putting both his and (Y/N)'s reputation on the line -- but revealing a secretive, vulnerable side of himself to her. Will it be his final moment of weakness? └───❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚┘ 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: #1 in vox #1 in hazbinhotel #1 fandom #1 in hell #1 in static #1 in hh #1 in loveme #1 in voxhazbinhotel #1 in valentino #1 in voxxreader #1 in thevees #1 in overlords #2 in roses #3 in heart #6 in velvette #7 in dating #10 in technology 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 6/28/24 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃: 8/19/24 status ; completed from the fandom of "hazbin hotel" ── © earth_angel17 , 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦

( ─ yandere vox x fem reader ! ) "𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫." ┌──❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚─┐ (Y/N) wakes up in a strange room, bound to a bed with no memory of how she arrived. She is soon taken aback to see Vox, famously known as the dashing Overlord of Tech is her capture. Yet (Y/N) learns it to be a newer Vox, one that has been dwelling on his obsession and heartbreak. And he's convinced (Y/N) that she's the one who's responsible. She's trapped in his mansion heavily guarded with technology, trained guards, and a man driven mad with love. Vox will stop at nothing to claim what is rightfully his. There has to be a way out... └───❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚┘ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 7 • 20 • 24 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃: 9 • 27 • 24 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: #1 in awayout #1 in static #1 in darkfluff #2 in voxhazbinhotel #2 in voxxreader #5 in voodoo #8 in vox #9 in roses #10 in tech status ; completed from the fandom of "hazbin hotel" ── © earth_angel17 , 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦

ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ───── ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ ✔️ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏ/ɴ, ᴀ 22 ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴏʟᴅ ɴᴜʀꜱᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏꜱᴘɪᴛᴀʟ ʀᴜɴꜱ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏ ʜᴇʀᴏ, ᴅʏɴᴀᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ᴋɴᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴛʏᴘɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴᴊᴜʀᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴀᴛʜꜱ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴏᴄᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ? ᴍʜᴀ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴏʜᴇɪ ʜᴏʀɪᴋᴏꜱʜɪ