He narrows his eyes, his patience wearing thin. "You have a big fucking mouth for someone in your position." I scoff. "You're right. My bad. I should be more respectful to my captors." Soap pushes off the wall and stands up straight, his irritation evident. "You're not going to get a rise out of me. Save your energy." PLOT HEAVY ~ "Sometimes, the unlikeliest of alliances become our most reliable source of strength." ~ 141 BOOK 2 Cover render by 661ave 1 | #soap 1 | #callofduty 1 | #ghost 1 | #price 1 | #keegan

Willow is the gem of Gotham city. The most beautiful and caring being. She practically glowed. And this of course attracted lots of attention. When this gem disappears, one person treats her like his own gem. They are both damaged in many ways, but you could probably say they are more than damaged. [Reader X Joker] {FINISHED} -In process of editing-

Arranged marriages happen for various reasons. Yours happened to be put into order to insure the alliance between Kortac and Taskforce141. A month prior to your wedding you were introduced to the man you'd be binding yourself to. Picture: 661ave

From Lt. Simon Riley to Sgt. Keegan P. Russ are stories about all our favorite soldiers (war criminals). I also take requests!!

Disclaimer: I have not played any of the CoD games. We raw dog this shit.

"Are you okay with this?" He asked, his rough hands slowly sliding down my sides. I couldn't believe this. I eagerly nodded, struggling to keep my composure. My heavy breath mixed with his, as his cerulean eyes searched mine. I wasn't allowed to remove his sniper hood, so I frantically buried myself into his neck, whimpering as his hands shakily felt up and down my body. "Scheiße, du bist einfach so perfekt..." He purred, placing his hands on my thighs, adjusting me in his lap. ||| there are very few fanfics of könig so I wanted to make up for that. there is smut in here, and adult topics so do be aware. enjoy! :) ||| Mon & Fri updates.

{𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙} 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡. 𝙈𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙚 18+. 𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙜/𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙚, 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙡, 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩 𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘎𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘒ö𝘯𝘪𝘨 (mainly Ghost)

From a young age your father forced you into a life filled with death and destruction, turning you into a ruthless killing machine as an Al-Qatala soldier. Your mother always told you to do what was right, but it's been years since you've seen her, and your humanity was slowly slipping away. During a mission in Al Mazrah, you are captured by Task Force 141 and held for questioning. That's when you meet Simon "Ghost" Riley who seems to flip your world upside down. Stuck in a mental tug of war between right and wrong, as well as being forced to face the darkest parts of yourself, in the end, will you do what is right? "I know you will always do what is right, my sunflower." [Ghost x Reader] Follows the storyline of Modern Warfare II

As one of the new KorTac recruits, you were already known not to 'fuck' around, but you couldn't care less. The opportunity to start anew was a good way to test yourself. Well... until he comes and challenges you. You could only wonder why König seemed so interested in you, but also why you were so compelled to seek out who really hid behind the mask. But the only important question is... Who will succumb first to the other, despite your respective inner demons? Maybe you'll find out for yourself what the Shadows have to offer-or, rather, what they'll make you sacrifice... ⚠️ 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 🍑 explicit smut, slow burn, canon-typical violence, military inaccuracies, light angst Story also posted on TikTok and ao3 @few_blood Many thanks to @juicy_queen_mathilda for helping me so much with the german wordings ❤️❤️❤️

"He did that to you." It isn't a question. Get out. Get out. Get out. She shoves past Ghost, her shoulder knocking into him as she storms out of the room. Ghost doesn't move. He doesn't follow. Because if he does, if he gets too close, he doesn't trust himself not to fucking shatter something. Not to find Harlow and rip him apart piece by piece. Price watches him carefully. "Ghost." His head tilts, but his gaze remains locked on the door Jazminn disappeared through. "She's gonna make a run for it, ain't she?" Soap mutters, watching the door. Ghost finally moves, rolling his shoulders like he's shaking something loose. "Aye." Soap shifts. "Should we stop her?" "No." ***There are mature themes so please, please skip if hard topics will affect your mental health bby! (violence, abuse, depression, angsty smut and more TW :) 18+ FR baddies.)