I dont know how to do descriptions so trust me on this ;-; if Ghost never escaped Robas cartel. soap and price get captured average 1500 - 2000 words a page

Ghost was always cold and distant to those around him, never fully opening up. Soap was someone that struck a distant memory in the British male. Ghost not fully understanding how Soap was achieving this locked away emotion. Not wanting to open up after what happened the last time. With miscommunications and mixed signals, it almost seems hopeless for the two. It only led to the worst mission that Ghost could face. One where it would prove if the other has grown soft or keep on a straight face.

this story is about Soap x Ghost, also yes you, COD fan boys get over it, people been Shipping them since 2009 so anyways this story takes place in mw2[yes I play COD] in the mission alone

MacTavish has always been a tea person, but an accidental excursion into Hereford's hip new coffee shop might change his mind about a lot of things. A Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 Coffee Shop AU

Simon was an unstoppable force, but Fate was an immovable object. Stationary. When you ignore it, and put up walls to secure yourself, it only delays the inevitable. Unavailing. It doesn't stop it. Moments in time slowly drill their way through, picking an open scab until it turns to scar tissue. It will break your skin until it drains you. You will deteriorate into ashes, scattered by the wind. And if you force yourself against Fate, shielded with a lifetime of trauma that you use to protect yourself- you're forced to recognize why you put the walls up in the first place. Every moment full of agony, abuse, anguish. Your walls will crumble, because Fate never fails. And as Fate tore the first wall apart, Simon was pushed.

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

It was a normal day for that task force. Everything was going well. Until ghost slipped up on a secret. This slip up ends up putting the whole team in danger ⚠️ mentions of sh, blood, poison, death

Hi there, I'd like to explain a teensy little thing before you go reading this. after the events of MW2022, Task Force 141 go on a mission near the Eastern border of Belarus. their mission is to investigate a warehouse that had been suspected to be occupied by AQ forces, attempting to smuggle weaponry deeper into London. after TF141 infiltrates the building, the AQ forces catch them, and call for backup. backup soon arrives and the team engages in a massive shootout with nearly 50 men. the team is eventually forced to retreat. this entire escapade leads to the sudden demise of Ghost. or so the task force thought.

[FINISHED] There's nothing more fun than making Derek Hale uncomfortable. Just ask Stiles, a bartender at the strip club The Onyx. Though coarse and grim to everyone else, something about Stiles just makes Derek squirm. Meanwhile, a series of murders have occurred throughout Beacon Hills. All the victims are somehow connected to wolves, sparking the interest of the Beacon Hills pack. There's no definitive murder weapon, and Derek doesn't know what to make of it. But when things heat up between Stiles and Derek, will a hidden identity and a dangerous past ruin everything? Please keep in mind that this is an AU, and does not follow the show. In this particular story, Stiles has never met Derek and the whole Kanima drama never happened. Show: Teen Wolf Pairing: Sterek (Stiles/Derek) Rating: PG-13

January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father's death. The bastard, he thinks bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it very obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was. So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in. --- This story is from ArchiveOfOurOwn from stiles-and-the-sourwolf. All credits go to her. --- The chapters are mostly 20+ pages