Graves and you have never gotten along. He thinks he can boss you around and mouth off to you when he doesn't have ANY authority over you. So when you find yourselves in a heated argument, you think it's time to knock him down a few pegs.

As a military personnel would call it, this was a mission you would've never thought of going on before. When a multi-million dollar US aircraft was stolen, it's only up to it's creator, Y/n, to find it and bring it home. Task Force 141 assists as she goes through this mission, and a member of their squadron takes her for a whole new path. (This story is completely in an AU from my imagination. Some will be cannon, but majority is from my creativity.) *IMPORTANT NOTE* the reader has a last name (Elliott) so this story will be easier for me to write. I feel that it is better to have an actual last name besides "L/n", as it is used in majority of stories. The first name is Y/n.

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 ♡

A mission futile without you is on Captain Price's hands. Coming from a despicable family, you've become the most feared person from any organization. "...now I know you have a reputation of not even being touched by a bullet nor blade, but, our team doesn't. We're asking for your help." Said Price "Team? I don't do teams." You snapped back. "Yeah I know, but for this mission, you're gonna need a hell of a lot more than some blades." ~~~~~~~~~~ Will be smut ;p Updates i've made: *Added more to the first chapter. *Added another chapter in between some

"𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝙶𝚘𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝙸 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝." "𝙲𝚘𝚙𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝." I do not own any of the following: •Call of Duty franchise •Call of Duty Characters •Call of Duty Storyline and/or plot ⚠️⚠️Warning!!!⚠️⚠️ This is a Ghost and Soap FanFiction which will include: -mature themes -blood and gore themes -suicidal themes Please proceed reading this with caution if you dislike any of the themes above. Enjoy the story! Highest Rankings: #1 in #taskforce141 12/2/22 #1 in #soapmactavish 12/2/22 #1 in #callofdutyxreader 12/27/22 #1 in #ghostcallofduty 1/1/23 #1 in #shadowcompany 2/28/23 Started: November 17th, 2022 Ended: [ongoing]