#at that moment he isnt sergeant mactavish

[s0fter-sin]

thinking about the way ghost doesn't hesitate to start killing shadows when graves betrays them but soap only takes one hostage

you can almost hear the voice in his head telling him it doesn't have to be this way; they can still talk it out

"i'm calling shepherd"

his first instinct when confronted with betrayal is to play it by the books; to go up the chain and sort it out democratically. that goes against everything we've seen him do; he’s quick to drop his enemies and bucks authority at every chance except for the one time he's confronted with the barrels of his allies' guns

he wants a peaceful resolution; for the first time we've ever seen, he doesn't want violence to be the answer

there has to be another fix, a solution that doesn't end with him killing the same men he's been working with; his friends

nothing's happened yet

it doesn't have to go this way

but ghost has been betrayed before. he knows the way this ends; either with him six feet under or his enemy

he doesn't hesitate

it's only when they knock alejandro out that soap shoots; when they spill the first blood and cross a line they can never come back from

only when ghost orders him to run and he has to cover his retreat

and somewhere along the line, between civilians’ screams and taunting voices, between his shaking breath and ghost steady in his ear, that naivety is stripped away; his trust turned to teeth that he uses to sink into throats of men he'd have given his life for

"be careful who you trust, sergeant; people you know can hurt you the most"

he's learned the price of trust

just like ghost did

but unlike ghost, he has someone to guide him through the aftermath

"good advice, It"

#i might crown myself the ceo of soap meta at this point i love digging into this boy #but it seriously fucks me up how much he tries to de escalate the situation #invoking shepherd like hes trying to remind graves of who funds him and the power he holds #the consequences he’ll face if he goes through with this. just stop and think it through first #only to be stricken silent when graves drops ‘general shepherd sends his regards’ #he doesnt say a single word after that #ghosts the one who picks up the lead for him ‘he knows about this?’ #he can still function through his shock and the gut wrenching betrayal bc he’s been through this before #and he knows freezing will get him killed #but soap doesnt #he freezes #getting shot is something he wouldve been through before but being shot by an ally? #at that moment he isnt sergeant mactavish #hes johnny and hes in shock #and thats why ghost yelling for johnny doesnt reach him #he only breaks through when he calls him soap. when hes forced back into a soldiers mindset #thats all thats keeping him going. he isnt johnny a man whos been betrayed by a friend #hes a soldier following direct orders to keep himself alive #i can only imagine the after #when he lets his rage run out and is faced with the vulnerable and painful betrayal #but ghosts there to help him through that too. there for johnny the way he wished someone had been there for him #coming out of my cage and ive been doing just fine.txt #cod mw2 #john soap mactavish #soap cod #simon ghost riley #ghost cod #soapghost

[mimisplayground]

Porn Star Dancing

yum yum yum also sry its not a gender neutral reader this time guys it was a request

Warnings: Stripper!Reader, Unsafe Sex (WRAP IT UP….), Probably really bad scottish slang 😭, kinda sub!soap for a minute there, Soap asks at the end if u would let Ghost hit, KINDA SOFT SEX NGL!!!

ill make it rough next time >:3

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MacTavish certainly wasnt a rich man by any means. Comfortable in life maybe, if he had better spending habits. But nowhere near a rich man.

But he doesn’t think anybody would know that he isnt a rich man from the way he stuffed a £100 into the band of your underwear when you crawled near him.

You giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaving a kiss on his jawline before making your way back to the pole in the middle of your platform. Spinning around and pulling yourself up, watching as the Sergeant stared at you intently.

You only knew he was a Captain from when he came with his friend. Large man with a skull mask covering his face.

(“Cmon MacTavish, what are the recruits gonna think seeing their Sergeant mesmerized by a broad on a pole?” He had teased, leaving you a bit peeved at being called a ‘broad’. “Dinnae really care, Lieutenant. She a bonnie lass, all I care about.” )

You felt a small blush reach your cheeks at the memory. It was one of the first times that ‘MacTavish’ had caught your eye. And the owner since then had scolded you plenty about openly giving lap dances to your favourite. How were you meant to resist though?

Just like now, as the song ended and you found yourself pressed into the Sergeants lap, kissing his cheek and giggling when you felt him press a kiss in the middle of your chest. “Driving me crazy lass,” he groaned out, hands gripped around your waist tightly “gonna make me lose my mind ain’t ya?” You grinded down onto him at the end of his question, listening to the way he groaned and threw his head back.

“Wanna take me home? I’ll show you a fun time if you do.” You purred out, hands tugging on the hair of his mohawk firmly, gasping when he picks you up as he stands. “Let’s get going to my place then, lass.”

Within 20 minutes you found yourself in a cozy apartment, clothes on the floor as you continued to grind on top of who you now knew to call John. He groaned something about how sweet a girl you were for treating him to an at home show.

And you had, when you took of your clothes slowly, teasing him with the idea of seeing anymore of your skin than he already had, which wasn’t leaving much left to reveal. He had pounced on you once your clothes were all off though.

And he made quick work of stretching you and sinking deep into your cunt. His thumb pressed tight against your clit and rubbing circles into it.

He knew what he was doing, that was obvious, leaving you twitching and practically screaming out for him. You knew he was feeling good too, listening to him groan about how tight your cunt was, which left you more than a little embarrassed to hear.

And when he begged to cum inside of you you couldn’t help but nod yes, babbling about how you were on the pill, don’t worry about it, ‘please Johnny” leaving your mouth barely coherently. His arms wrapped tight around your waist as he came.

You found your own release in a few more tight circles rubbed into your clit, twitching against him as you tugged his hair.

You both panted for a moment, and then you heard John start chuckling. You stare at him in confusion, and he clarifies once his little chuckling fit had finished that “you’re the hottest person I’ve ever heard call me Johnny. Good lass.”

You grumble in embarrassment and lean in to hug him and hide your face. You figure you might be kicked out any second now, you might as well cling to him as long as possible.

“Hey lass?” John prompts you, and you hum in response.

“How do ya feel about letting my friend Ghost have a turn with ya?”

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HAHAHAHAHA LEFT U GUYS ON A CLIFFHANGER HHAAAAAAHHAAAAAAA

>:3

anyways i hope u all LOVED it bc i loved it, Sergeant MacTavish 🤩

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