A choice lingers-dangerous, inevitable. As Task Force 141's sniper, you've earned your place beside Ghost, Soap, and Gaz. But war shifts, and with it comes him. König. A hooded specter, unreadable, his presence just as commanding as the masked man already watching your every move-Ghost. Two shadows. Both relentless. B...
⚠️Smut⚠️ SURPRISE!!!!! ofc I was gonna do more Ghost silly I gta get these requests in Descriptive sex scenes with our favorite COD man 🥰 Guess I'm not getting my other one back. They are gone forever and that makes me SICK!!! But it's ight, we keep writing and remember the good ones.
This story is all about x male reader, so if you are fem or a minor please DNI, most of these will be Smut or NSFW and all of these will be based on stuffs im into, please feel free to leave some feedback so i could make my stories better in the future.. And i do hope this story wont be redicated like my last creepypa...
Anything from AO3 and tumblr that I find and think is hot, credits to the original authors, basically a personal collection 🗿
3 big guys.... 18+ NSFW !!! Word count: 11.5k! (not proofread) Enjoy !!!!
18+ | Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Female OC Simon 'Ghost' Riley's death has caused too much emotional turmoil for Kelsey Holland, an ex-Shadow. A traitor now to the Company, hiding in Russia only lasts so long until someone from her past finds her. What do they want, and why do they want her? (This story involves a blend of...
This is just for fun so there's no good cover and idk 😭😭😩 but I love my silly traumatized mask men 🙂
You didn't know how you got where you were now. One minute you were in your apartment, and the next you were laying, chained to a concrete wall with a major headache and no memory of what happened. You were able to move a little bit, but not more than a few feet. You could hear cheering through the concrete walls tha...
"You're in 141 now, Ace. There's no place for being gentle here," His eyes dance across my face but come back up to my eyes as he waits for a response. I swallow the lump that has inevitably formed in my throat, "It was only training. You slammed me against a wall of a 1-by-1 closet," I lean forward, engaging in this...
