Soap Stories

A collection of short stories and drabbles from my tumblr! Featuring characters: - Simon "Ghost" Riley - Captain John Price - Kyle "Gaz" Garrick - Johnny "Soap" MacTavish - Keegan P. Russ - Phillip Graves - Russell Adler Explicit works will be marked, MDNI!

You ou were a handful, that's why your very questionable mother one day threw you out of the house. You left but that evening you heard explosions, your town was bombarded and no one survived making you the only one who was fortunate enough to not be there. You did anything to make money, even illegal things. Stealing, hacking... hurting... It didn't take long before Task Force 141 took notice of your actions. What will you do now that they are looking for you? Will you run? face them? Live? or die?...

Y/N, a CIA asset and a hybrid werewolf, is forced into deadly missions alongside Task Force 141, with Leon Kennedy and his team crossing paths as bioweapons and betrayal threaten everything. (Slow burn)

"It was sureal. When I saw you and the mask... I thought I was about to die." Started: November 2022

On a mission Task force 141 were scouting out an abandoned city, in hopes of finding Intel on their most recent mission. Instead of finding intel, Ghost finds...you.

Daffodil Bay is a fictional beach town in West Wales. Named after the daffodils that surround the beach late Winter, Daffodil Bay attracts a young demographic due to its top university. You'll never be bored in Daffodil Bay. Read along as I create my own fictional soap opera / continuing drama.

Price has König transferred from Kortac to Taskforce 141 to help with a mission, he's a twisted high ranked operator that has grown a painfully large obsession on the group's local charming Scot. So what happens when Soap is completely oblivious to the new affections, and Ghost notices (and hates) the special attention his best friend is receiving? War, emotional war is what happens. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hi all! This is my ongoing fic of König/Soap, such a rare pair needs a good story. It does feature some Ghost/Soap but its brief aspects, they are more comparable to best friends then anything deeper. The first few chapters are a little lacklustre and short but it does pick up, trusttttt me. I mainly upload on A03 than Wattpad so if you want consistent chapters then I'd check out my profile over there, anything uploaded here is not proof-read so I strongly recommend reading this fic on A03 if it interests you. my user is under the same domain-- Subdiversion, and so is the fic name-- Soapy business. Enjoy! Rankings: #77 ghost - out of 63.8K stories #20 gayships - out of 15.3K stories #11 soap - out of 3.18K stories #1 könig - out of 1.23K stories Tags: KönigxSoap, SoapxKönig, Call of Duty, Cod, mlm, slowburn, Dark romance,

"There's a reason, why I'm called Dusty. I always leave the battle field covered in blood and bodies like dust and dust bunnies that no one ever sees.". ~ Y/n L/n aka Dusty is a trans male soldier and does well for himself on keeping up with the guys. He joined task force 141 on a mission before he got request to join their team as a task force 141 member. I don't own the game, characters or pictures!

task force 141, a military group filled with monsters, or hybrids as some called them, their elite and some of the best in their field, ghost the wraith hybrid, soap the charming werewolf, Gaz the beautiful harpy and Price the rather intimidating dragon hybrid. what happens when you, a civilian find one of them injured and bleeding out? how will this choice effect you, and your love life?

Kat is the kind of soldier people whisper about. Deadly. Reckless. Unpredictable. To enemies, she's known only as Wicked-a ghost story wrapped in blood and sarcasm. To Task Force 141, she's one of their own. To Ghost, she's everything. But when a mission unravels and betrayal strikes from inside their own ranks, Kat vanishes without a trace. What follows is a brutal fight for survival filled with collapsing safehouses, impossible choices, and the kind of violence that leaves scars long after the blood dries. As the Task Force tears itself apart searching for her, Ghost refuses to believe she's gone-even when the odds say otherwise. Haunted by her past and hunted by people who know exactly how to break her, Kat is forced to confront the monsters that made her into who she is. And this time, survival might not be enough. A gritty Call of Duty-inspired story about loyalty, obsession, trauma, and finding something worth coming back for.

Un soldado mexicano en un grupo de Élite, ¿Que podría salir mal? Terminar gustandole a uno de ellos...o a todos.

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader / OneShots An assortment of short stories. Only made this book because I had quite a few ideas of stories myself, however don't have enough time nor patience to turn them into full fledged books. Simon "Ghost" Riley OneShots, unless specified otherwise. (This book is being cross posted to Wattpad and AO3 under the same title and username)

random 18+ nsfw & sfw imagines and one shots of cod characters for fem! readers ♡

Insane. That's what the other soldiers called Analaya. She was almost... too happy to be there, in the midst of chaos, killing. Slipping out of 'suicide' missions, bruised and bloody, but always alive. Always smiling. And always alone. Until one night there's a fault - and it leads Laya to meeting a team just as messed up as her. 'There's no better place for crazy than 141.' ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ But among finding friends in her new task force, she also finds stronger feelings - hate - for her Lieutenant; Simon Riley. He's always there, with his dry remarks and watching eyes. But she hates him because he sees something behind her unbreakable facade. She had ran. Maybe... technically 'missing' to some. And Ghost continues to uproot her of her old life, bringing up memories that were supposed to remain forgotten, bringing up problems. Problems that cause her to stumble. And Laya never falls. So begins her descend to madness and wrath. ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Analaya knew why she was here... And this was the last place they'd look for her.

Sergeant John 'Soap' MacTavish is an expert at clearing rooms and defusing bombs, but he's still learning the rhythm of your epilepsy. He's traded his tactical manuals for first-aid guides, determined to keep you safe from a threat he can't shoot his way out of. Because to him, you aren't a liability you're the one person he's truly fighting for.

"Nah, he needs me, I can tell my baby wants me. Cuz every night at 2:15 my baby haunts me. I pry it open, the odor hits me, there he is! I lean down to give him a kiss because I need a, Man that make me happy, a man that make me cry A man passed away back in 1985. A man I plan to marry, a man I plan to wed. A man that I can choke because my baby is already dead."

What if Fourth Wing mixed with Call of Duty? With my own spring on it. ─────── ─────── ───── "The fuck is that?" "That's not a cadet." "Should we stop it?" ".." Something other than a human bonded with a dragon. She was human, but not- in some twisted way. Not only that, she wasn't a cadet. Just someone who wandered into the area. And yet, staring into those eyes, those bright golden eyes- She wondered if maybe she could make it in the school.

König, Soap, and Ghost had been friends for a very long time, now back in TF141. But they all started having weird feelings, out of all the women that had flirted and fucked em'. They still needed more... And they eventually found what they needed. Eachother. (18+ Warning: Gay Smut, Threesome, Very descriptive, Adult language, steamy, erotic, bondage, etc.)

"A face woven from secrecy." 🌙✨

Spirityus joins 141 after orders from Kate. But who is he? How does he know Kate and why is she so adamant that he joins the Task Force despite a very concealed and doubtful past? Hey, so uh this is actually a long ass big fat draft. I need constructive criticism and opinions as its been such a long time since this account has been active (a long time since I wrote stories lol). I'll take this down once I've made up my mind, and either trash it or continue it.