"I don't open up to people sweetheart, so don't think you're any different. You never will be." You are a Military Psychologist on base in London for the British Spec Ops task force 141. You've seen countless amounts of troops with all kinds of disorders, but none of them have ever intrigued you like Simon 'Ghost' Ril...
Locked away for a crime she did not commit, Zero thought her fate to be sealed. But when a man shows up one day, he presents her with an offer she struggles to resist. Join his team, help him take down her old associate, and in return, he promises to clear her name and set her free. With a thirst to enact revenge on t...
Y/n code name Reaper- after the grim reaper - the bringer of death. She is called to work for Task Force 141 where she meets König and the two connect quite well. Reaper's past slowly begins to haunt her as the story progresses. (I've never played cod so I'm going with things off of others and my own mind.) (Slight S...
She thought he saved her. He knew better. An American woman, presumed dead by the world, is accidentally discovered during a mission in Mexico. She's been kept for a year and is barely alive. She's cared for by the 141, it's unsafe for her to return home just yet, but it becomes increasingly clear that something else...
Assigned by Station Chief Kate Laswell, Case Officer Kiera Dutton is assigned to track and locate the missing American missiles as well as the threat of Quds Force Major Hassan Zyani. Befriending Ghost during her missions was not indeed part of her plan, but it was hard to ignore the reckoning that yearned for the oth...
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."...
The mission was to extract information from an agent in jungle. Drop in grab the info from the location and quickly and quietly move through the jungle to exfil. Easy in out intel mission. But... She was so quiet I didn't even hear her, next thing I know I have a gun to my temple and a set of eyes fixed on me. She to...
"You're in 141 now, Ace. There's no place for being gentle here," His eyes dance across my face but come back up to my eyes as he waits for a response. I swallow the lump that has inevitably formed in my throat, "It was only training. You slammed me against a wall of a 1-by-1 closet," I lean forward, engaging in this...
in which a large german accented man rescues you ≪≪≪ könig x reader slow burn mostly gender neutral (in editing for this) fluffy depictions of violence + abuse sensitive topics o n g o i n g
Death had called to you for a while; you didn't fear it. And you didn't fear the three, foreign operators when they broke through the door to your prison cell- or when the one with the human skull mask held an assault rifle to your head. ❝And who the fuck is this?❞ [can also be found on ao3!]
Simon Riley x Reader Y/n is war correspondent who is embedded with the elite Task Force 141. From chasing the next news piece to evading gunfire, explosives and a bad-tempered Lieutenant . Hating each other was their mission, but needing her became his. Note~ Not campaign accurate. Slow burn. [Will contain violenc...
Lara "Wisp" Moore has been on the hunt for revenge for years, and when she finally gets it, the 141 is less than amused that she stole a kill from them and messed up their assignment. When Cpt. Price finds out who she is, he recruits her, but there's a shadow always looming over her. A shadow that never takes off his...