WARNING: I am in the process of editing and rewriting chapters to flow more smoothly. 12/36 Chapters Edited as of Oct 8 2025 This is a homosexual Call of Duty Modern Warfare fanfiction/romance between the characters Simon "Ghost" Riley and John "Soap" MacTavish. There may be some inconsistencies between this fic and the canonical lore, so forgive me. There will be smut, fluff, and trauma mentions, and trigger warnings will be provided. There may be spoilers for the most recent games, so apologies. Holy shit we're at #1 in COD as of January 2023 0-0

Working for Task Force 141 has provided tough challenges and even tougher choices as Y/N finds herself being shared by two men but after a traumatic mission Y/N must fight against the struggle to keep her head above the water as she drowns in her own personal guilt. Will she have what it takes to survive being an operator for the Task force? Will she be able to break free and heal? It's my first fanfic but I promise it's good! Give it a chance!! All missions, intel, villians, and deaths are purely fictional and any likeness is purely coincidental. ⚠️18+⚠️ I plan to have a lot of chapters since this is a slow burn! :) The chapters aren't too long so don't be discouraged!! TW: Smut, gore, strong language, tobacco and alcohol use, sexual themes, blood, violence, knives, death, guns, heavy gore descriptions #2 - MW 🖤 #1 - Over18 #5 - Ghost 💀

"I'm just trying to protect you" "I don't need your protection" "We'll that's too damn bad" - COMPLETED Simon 'Ghost' Riley x reader enemies to lovers-ish campaign accurate (spoilers!) contains smut female reader

Ghost looked around," Soap, do you copy? " He spoke in his transceiver, he waited a few seconds' before pressing the button again trying to get a connection through to his Mate," Soap? Do you copy? Where the hell are you?" A shaking and sobbing soap answering" Ghost I need your help, y/n was hit I don't know where I am, I just ran trying to save her." Another sob followed" She isn't responding I don't know what to do, there is b-blood everywhere" Ghost eyes growing bigger "Alejandro get your men out of here I will find soap as fast as I can if I have not returned with him and y/n in 30 Minutes I want you and the rest to leave we will find our way back" Ghost said his voice Monotone, Alejandro nods after Ghost stopped him from saying another word his heavy footsteps leaving the bloodbath. "Soap, I want you to talk to me" He spoke in his transceiver. Looking around. " What can you see" "I see a gate not the one we came through, it is open" Sobbing following his words. "Okay Soap, I am on my way, keep talking to me. How is she." ____________________________________________ Johnny 'Soap' Mactavish x Fem Reader She/her Pronouns No description of skin colour, height, body type etc. reader is their own person if either you want to imagine yourself or an OC feel free. No description of civil clothing style as to my best abilities I am not fluent in english, mistakes will happen don't be shy and tell me if any major mistakes appear. Active cod player here, book will be based on the story and a made up storyline. Has parallels to my Left without Hope Gaz x Reader fanfiction. Book has no spoilers just description of future character development.

"You seem smitten by him, Lieutenant (y/n)." "Who wouldn't be, Sergeant Soap..." Simon Riley is a merciless, cold blooded killer who shows no remorse for his victims or the people in his life. But will his heart soften for y/n? (Ghost x Reader Fanfic) (This is Rated R to the max, so don't read if you're a child.) (This is a slow burn romance :) the way we all like it.) Started: October 31, 2022 Completed: November 4, 2022 #1 Simonghostriley #1 Ghost #1 CallofDuty #1 Mw2 #1 Callofdutyghost #2 GhostxReader #2 Modernwarfare

「 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙈𝙒𝟮'𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙤𝙣 '𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩' 𝙧𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙮, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮/𝙣 (𝙮𝙤𝙪) 」 ★ 「𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧」

⚠️smut warning⚠️ different scenarios with another Cod favorite 😍 These are descriptive sex scenes, please don't surprised at what you'll read it's why there's a warning. Konig is feral here Please note that these aren't perfect, there is going to be spelling mishaps mainly with certain German words but understand I am dyslexic. I know it's "liebe" not "leibe" like I said I have dyslexia I genuinely cannot fucking help if it's messed up sometimes I don't do it carelessly or purposely. Dyslexia! Lol I have to address that bc im tired of the comments Female reader Size kink! Some dub/con Stalking Violence Light degradation And unless you're 6'10, he's taller than you js I have many fan art pics, so if you recognize the artist of any pictures lmk and I'll credit them!! Cover is my interpretation of könig 👑

⚠️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.

A collection of call of duty character one shots (some with buildup/plot) written by yours truly <3 (yes there will be some fluff chapters) Suggestions and plot ideas are welcome! Do keep in mind! None of the included call of duty characters actions are cannon!

The weak link. Thats all you were. The only female operator within a sea of males. You were quick and agile yes, but when it came to close combat you were nothing compared to their brute size and strength. That was your downfall. Days, weeks. Never ending. You spent your time in Kortak's hands enclosed in darkness, moved every few days so that your team couldn't pinpoint your location. A bargaining chip.. A toy for them to play with.. Their leverage against the all mighty Ghost. When you were finally found due to a mistake on Kortak's end you were in shambles. Flinching away from even the slightest of touch from your husband, Ghost. You could barely even leave the barracks on your own without being sent into a panic. It wasn't safe for you to stay in the service. Months of therapy, countless bottles of small blue pills, never ending night terrors. That wasnt the worse part. No, nowhere near. The slight movements out of the corner of your eye, the faint sounds of footsteps when you were sure you were alone in the house, the creeping feeling someone was watching you. He still haunted you. Your memories, your every waking thought, your dreams, every breath you took was laced with his presence. He was the monster in your mind. Forever there to stay.