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]