Mw2 Stories

She was the brightest star out there, outshining thousands of suns. Her fire, her chaos, her soul seeking out the darkest of places, thinking that nothing and nobody could break her heart like she could. Her name was Belladonna, and she was just as poisonous like the plant she was named after. Seeking darkness and corruption, her heart led her to Mexico, where she needed to work as a spy connected to El Sin Nombre. And in Mexico, where a lot of things seemed to bring nothing but destruction, she met Alejandro Vargas, who taught her that not every love should destroy her. 《alejandro vargas x fem!oc》

This is a male reader fic but can be read as gender neutral! There maybe some error grammar because this is my first time writing this, hope you enjoy!

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Bunch of random one shots of Call of Duty ships, fluff, angst, lemon and no smut! Cover Art by lemonelyyy on tiktok

He was a shadow who lurked in darkness, She was the light who illuminated his existance. He was a puzzle wrapped in an enigma, She was the bane to his existance. He was a man after his own heart, She was his heartbeat. If he was winter, she was his spring, And he couldn't face it without her. Simon Riley was no stranger to loss. From the brutal murder of his broken family, to the life of every soldier snuffed out by the bullet of a faceless enemy. Having his loved ones, his friends unceremoniously torn away from him never got any easier. It wounded him in ways that, while not visible, cut him deeper than any knife ever could. The toll it took permeated every aspect of his existance, infiltrating his sense of self and dismantling his identity. A once deeply empathetic man found himself surrendering to indifference; suffocating meaningful connections before they had time to breathe. He sought solace in detatching himself from others before they could affect him deeply enough for their eventual loss to shatter what little humanity he clung to. Over time, a callous layer formed around Simon's heart- as though an impenetrable shield encased him. Throbbing emotional wounds slowly turned into numb scars, each one an indelible mark on his soul. It felt like he was drowning; being pulled under by an invisible undertow into the depths of sorrow. Every breath became a battle, each gasp a desperate attempt to surface above the crushing waves of loss. Through the suffocating darkness, there was no tranquility. No respite from the insatiable abyss that consumed joy and drowned laughter. It wasn't any one thing that slowly began to chip away at Simon's carefully constructed walls. By the time he became the cornerstone of Task Force 141, very few people knew the man beneath it all. The real Simon Riley, that was until, she came along. Story will include slowburn and erotica. Cover pic by Tumblr: @mentovska

❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞,❞ 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝. ❝𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲.❞ 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧-𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩, 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡. ❝𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧.❞ ___ Ghost couldn't help but watch her every move. Her softness seduces him in a way he can't resist, a pull that feels too much like claiming. He doesn't understand it; all he knows is that if anyone else looked at her the way he does, he wouldn't hesitate to solve the problem.

POV: (based on my tiktok video) You are forced to sit on Konig's lap after a night of celebratory drinking; which leads to much more...

A woman who refuses to break. A soldier who forgot how to feel. A war that keeps teaching both of them the price of being alive. When prodigy operative Leta "Axe" Axelson walks out of SEAL training and into the Shadow Company, she thinks she's choosing a job. Instead, she's choosing a battlefield made of numbers, loyalties, and the quiet arithmetic of sacrifice. Recruited by Phillip Graves to sharpen his rising private army, Axe becomes the blade that turns missions-until a joint op with Task Force 141 sets her on a collision course with Simon "Ghost" Riley. He's ice; she's the match. He doesn't trust; she doesn't quit. From Mexico's cartels to London's vaults and deserts that swallow names, Axe learns that power isn't a roar-it's a decision made fast and carried forever. Enemies wear uniforms and smiles. Friends become fault lines. And love, if it exists at all, has to survive blood, distance, and war. Conscience of Steel is a slow-burn, high-stakes military romance about duty, guilt, and the terrible mercy of second chances.

When Task Force 141 is granted a few weeks leave in between missions for Christmas, John MacTavish has the grand idea to invite the team to his "house in the Highlands" for a quiet holiday. What he neglects to mention, albeit intentionally, is that the house isn't his at all . . . it's his sister, Johanna's. And it's not simply a house, but an inn. One that John has persuaded her to book out for 141's extended stay in the Highlands. ──── fem! oc 𝒙 simon "ghost" riley. cavalrylads '24. mw2 reboot christmas au.

A Steven Universe/COD fic

Wanna fight for justice? Want to be a hero? A huntsman? A huntress? Or do you wanna be a vigilante? That Y/n Elizabeth Brock nickname little Eddie, Y/n is part human and part Symbiote in her blood and in her DNA, so Y/n join in the army and the marines in 2015 and later retired in 2023 and started her vigilante taking on villains and hero(if Y/n feels threatened by the Hero's or Huntsman and Huntress), but Ozpin wants to enrolled her and her family into Beacon academy. -I do not support any Nazi ideals or any of its goals- -Warning this contains: Gore, Blood, War, Violence, Violent, Dark and light humor, Dark and light jokes, Death, Nudity, Lemon, Strong Language, alcohol, drugs, racism-

Dive into the heart-pounding world of warfare with 'Call of Duty Oneshots,' a gripping collection of standalone chapters that thrust you into intense missions, covert operations, and adrenaline-fueled battles. From covert assassinations to explosive firefights, each oneshot immerses you in the diverse landscapes and challenges faced by elite soldiers. Experience the camaraderie, strategy, and sheer thrill of the battlefield in this pulse-pounding anthology that captures the essence of the Call of Duty universe with each turn of the page.

prompt dump of my bots for future writings ^^

grief is a candle, let it burn awhile. ──── fem! oc 𝒙 simon "ghost" riley. cavalrylads ©️ '25. comics - mw2 reboot.

I'm kinda bad at descriptions, so just read the book to find out if it's good or not. People I've done: Gaz, Soap and Ghost

𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙂𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩, 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙤 𝙄 𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙯𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙗𝙖𝙜𝙚- 𝙄𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮, 𝙂𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙎𝙤𝙖𝙥 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙩 𝘼𝙇𝙇. 𝙎𝙤𝙖𝙥 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 14, 𝙃𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨, 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢, 𝙈𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙧. 𝙎𝙞𝙢𝙤𝙣 '𝙂𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩' 𝙍𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙮. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭? 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐭.

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This'll be a oneshots collection of random things I write that are cod. Will have ships n stuff like soap and ghost BUT will also have male reader once shots because there are NOT ENOUGH OF THOSE UHGGG!!! I hope u enjoy :D

said it was your problem. turns out he cares a lot. cw: highschool love, fluff, bad english lol

Smut!!!