#like 141 plus graves

[frogchiro]

HELLO LOVELIES!! due to popular demand I present to you this, a kinda 2 part to this baby. I wanted to thank you for the overwhelming love that little brain rot got so I'm writing something extra ^^ While this may not be a direct continuation it's set in the exact same universe and everything so you can read is as a stand alone another part of perverted nasty Ghost (and a guest!) or a continuation of other nasty shenanigans that Si would do to his little hacker girl :(

fem!reader, nsfw, nasty perv Ghost and a special guest, can be read as kinda dark? nothing hardcore it's just implied that Simon is terribly possessive bordering on obsessed and he has dark-ish tendencies so be careful!

That being said, nasty perv Ghost who's almost buzzing with barely repressed anger, almost snarling, teeth baring beneath his mask. He's standing on the sidelines of the mattress laid out on the gym floor as he watches Price go at you almost like a wild animal, grabbing and tossing you around like you're a rag doll, ultimately pinning you down to the floor with his massive body with your hand behind your back and laid out on your tummy, all tired out and panting with Price leaning down to your ear and growling something to you that made you let out a pathetic keen.

Simon didn't hear what the captain said to you but judging by your facial expression it must have been something suggestive; nasty and perverted and delivered in that deep growly rumble of Price's voice.

The blonde man knew that this whole 'compulsory hand to hand combat training' was a load of bullshit, it always was. It was organized a few times a year when the higher ups insisted and there was no way out. It was usually terribly boring, just a load of loud and sweaty men tumbling like beasts while screaming at each other and a few hot-shots who showed of like peacocks.

Except that this time there was a new addition to this mess, little old you. The new hacker of 141, the young lady who always dressed nicely, nails always manicured and smelling oh so deliciously with your perfumes. Since you're technically not a soldier Ghost thought that you'd be spared from the training but apparently he was very wrong and he hated it. He could see how flustered you were earlier, how small and soft you were in the presence of all these big hardened soldiers. He could see that you were nervous and he didn't exactly blame you therefore he decided that he would be the perfect match for you for training; it would be a win win situation!

He'd treat you as gently as he could so you wouldn't have bruises and aches from a rough treatment, and him on the other hand would have jerk off material for the next month. He could almost taste it, taste you. How he'd press you against him, how his big scarred hands would be able to run over your soft body all he wanted under the guise of training. How his big sweaty body would rub against you, his musk rubbing off on you and making you smell like him, like Ghost; a primal way of marking you. How he'd listen to all you little whines and mewls when he'd grab you too roughly and how you'd be able to feel his hard cock press against your ass as he mounted you from behind to press you into the exact position as you were now. Except it wasn't him who had you caged in his grip, it was fucking Price.

That fucker snatched you right from under his nose. Literally. Simon was just about to go up to you when suddenly Price appeared seemingly out of thin air and swooped it to basically tell you that you're gonna be his sparing partner, not even asking, he was stating a fact and since he was your captain you couldn't really say no right? :(

As John was leading you away from a growling Simon he could swear that the older man turned slightly to him and gave him a smug look that said 'better luck next time son, she's mine' and what made his teeth grit even more that he could perfectly hear these words in John's smooth growly drawl.

He's very well aware that Price has the hots for you, that dirty old pervert. He caught him looking at you more than once now, his gray blue eyes following you like a predator watching his prey, how whenever you stopped by his office to deliver some new intel or paperwork Price's voice suddenly dropped a few octaves into a deep, hot and enticing drawl that made you stutter and goosebumps appear on your skin. Also Simon heard Price going at it in his office, jerking off or doing god knows what and growling your name, or the occasional pair of your (stolen) panties peeking out from a drawer, the delicate pink material stained white with John's seed. His naturally possessive character getting amped up whenever you're with them on a mission or even in the same vicinity, any soldier who has the balls to talk or even flirt with you getting swiftly removed and ordered to run 30 laps around training grounds.

And now Ghost lost to that old perverted fuck and he will have to endure his smug commentary about how nice your soft body felt under him, how your delicious ass pressed against his cock and how you whimpered in confusion as you felt your captain grind against you and growl into your ear to 'be a good girl and get a feel of your captain, feel what will be breeding you later' and you couldn't help but whine and wiggle around a bit, you were so hot and so embarrassed, pinned under your captain with all those men watching you with heavy eyes :((

You soon stopped your wiggling and just laid there under the heavy man, his panting and growls rumbling against your back as you got a bit intoxicated on his heavy musky scent, pure masculinity and dominance oozing out of him and rubbing off on you.

You started to wonder if he'd truly keep his promise up and take you with him later, lock you in his bedroom and ravish you, breed you good with his babies :(

#kin speaks #damn #i'm thinking on making a whole series with perverted 141 ;; #like 141 plus graves #los vaqueros #and konig #bc the brain rot is real and I love writing about musky nasty men ;; #pervy!141 #cod x reader #cod mw x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #john price x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley #john price

[reveluving]

If requests are still open I have one... Graves is having sex with his wife, and Price is watching them and he touch himself 😈 And his wife notice that Price is there but she can't say it to Graves because he makes her moan so much with his dick buried into her.

Are you TRYING TO KILL ME??? BECAUSE THANK YOU?? FAWK. 💀

Includes: wall s~mut (minors DNI!), soft (& slighly mean)!graves, mentions of nude polaroids, voyeurism & exhibitionism, licking, fingering, unprotected sex (p in v)

COD x shy!wife thots closed! Thank you, everyone, for your time & amazing minds! I sincerely hope I can do this again with y'all soon! 💌

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Being invited for dinner by the Phillip Graves was not on their bingo card.

Not that they didn’t like him, he was a good sport, almost like a brother, as evidenced by the good-humoured banter he has with them, especially with Johnny or Alejandro. But if he didn’t always go “can’t wait to see m’wife after this shit ends” every time they work together, then they would’ve assumed he was a casual hookup kind of guy.

So to be proven wrong when he took a polaroid of you—you hugging Kai, who was sulking at the doorway as it rained—out of his pocket, along with the silicone wedding band around his finger, well, it was safe to say they were pretty surprised. 

The SFW polaroid, of course, not the other ones.

Those were for his eyes only.

The invitees included the 141, then Laswell, along with Alejandro and Rudy, who were in town for work. God bless Graves for being ahead of them with the accommodations, not far from his house.

And as their day offs rolled around, you, on the other hand, got to work.

As usual, you did an amazing job with the food, from the proteins that he’ll help you cook once the party starts, down to the endless amounts of sides to choose from—the kinds that were both filling and bursting with flavour, an instant approval from the Southern blood in him. Somewhat enough to ease your worries about your hard work not being enough.

Meeting you had them wondering how a man like Graves managed to put a ring on a sweetheart like you. But the heart eyes they would catch in his eyes every time you were close by told them everything they needed to know about just how much he cares about you.

Of course, none of you could ever forget Kai, already rushing over to you at the front door when he thought he was going to go for a walk, only to perk up even more at the sight of more people.

More people meant more pets!

But back to the two of you; seeing you work together, balancing, with Graves’ more outgoing personality and you being soft-spoken yet perceptive, especially with his friends’ plates, it was all so… homey. No worries, no strategies, just smiles and laughs and gossip. 

After dinner, just as Graves expected, the team was astounded by your backyard patio—the perks of being married to a florist. The comfortable outdoor sofa and the small yet charming garden arrangement; everything well taken care of, plus the string lights added to the comfortable aesthetic feel, especially by nightfall. 

It took little effort to keep the conversation rolling, in addition to the snacks you had prepared with the beers. 

“I’ll be right back.” You whispered before kissing his cheek hastily, much to his amusement. You took your leave, only to scurry away at the door when he winked at you, uncaring at the thought of his friends catching his displays of affection.

But seeing his girl getting along with his friends so well? Her warm smile? Her cute little attempt to hide her laugh behind her hand? Putting her heart and soul into her cooking and her hospitality in general, despite your bashfulness?

Well, it was only fair to say thank you.

Graves-style.

Not even ten minutes after you entered the house, he stood up.

“I’m gonna check on the missus for a bit,” He waved his hand at them without looking as he headed to the sliding door, “You guys hang ‘round.”

And then, Price felt the need to stand on his feet, but not before scratching behind Kai’s ears one last time before the pooch moved to Gaz for more pets.

Price excused himself, saying he needed to splash his face a bit. He’s not drunk, far from it, but it has been a while since he’s had a relaxing time like this. And like the rest of the crew, he was not willing to miss out on the coziness of your home.

But the surprises never stopped when he heard a squeak, your voice unmistakable, just before he could turn the corner, where the kitchen, then the guest bathroom were. 

He didn’t dare to take a look at first.

“Phil!” He heard you yelp, followed by a drawn-out moan that you were trying to suppress in your husband’s shoulder. 

But fuck, your voice was so tantalizing.

Price held his fist against his mouth with his eyes closed, unsure if he was trying to drown out the sounds or put more focus on it. Then, his ears perked up at the squelching in between the fast-paced pistoning of Graves’ fingers in and out of your pussy.

The captain’s morality began to chip away, going just as insane as his friend when he chuckled evilly in your ear.

“Gettin’ a lil’ shy, pretty girl?” He didn’t make it any easier for you when he licked a large stripe up your throat, “S’alright, they’re just enjoyin’ themselves back there. ‘S just you and me.” 

You were already whining, albeit muffled as you bit your bottom lip as he held you up against the wall. With the way he was slapping your entrance, watching you with a knowing smirk, you knew he wasn’t going to hold back.

And as embarrassing as it was for Price to admit, he was thankful for it. Pumping his cock in his hand, following the same rhythm as the wet slaps of your hips. Your moans were just as hypnotic, short gasps and mewls every time Graves thrust back into you deeply. His tongue licked up the thin perspiration gathering on your exposed skin. 

Price was precise with his peeking, only doing so whenever he heard your muffled voice—when he was certain you were resting your head against his shoulder or even kissing him.

Those pretty lips.

But in the midst of his pleasure, he wasn’t careful enough, cursing under his breath while holding his firm grip on the tip of his cock when he heard you gasp, no doubt catching sight of him when he hid back behind the wall.

And yet, his feet were too heavy to move. Glued in his spot.

Praying to see more of you. Hear more of you.

Literally anything more.

“P–Phil,” Your nails massaged across your husband’s scalp, a silent plea for him to listen.

But you were too cockdrunk to even think about stopping him, let alone attempt to say a single word.

“Hm?” He hummed against the crook of your neck nonchalantly, slowing down his pace, but bottoming out just as deep to hear to whine, “Want me t’stop, baby?”

No. No no no. 

He couldn’t hear you, not with your incoherent babbling, but if you thought he didn’t understand what you were trying to say, oh, you couldn’t be any more wrong.

He wasn’t blind to the lingering looks some of the men gave you, not especially the captain’s. And though he had always known Price as ‘old-fashioned’ with his manners, he’d be stupid enough to think his courteousness with you didn’t mean anything more. 

But who could blame him? You were one in a million.

And when he, too, caught sight of the familiar figure before it hid behind the wall, he knew his suspicions were correct. 

And unless you told him to stop, to use your safeword, he wouldn’t even dream about pulling out. Not until he gets to feel it clench and quiver against him. To see your cum, both yours and his, dripping, even after he’s pulled your panties back up.

“I asked you a question, sweetheart,” He held your chin, a mix between a coo and a sneer. He snapped his hips once again, drawing a sputter out of you, “Do you want me t’stop?”

His smirk grew when your eyes darted sideways, knowing Price was still there, watching you being unravelled and ruined, then humming in delight when you finally answered.

“No.”

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[lunarw0rks]

SIMON "GHOST" RILEY | M.L

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FICS/SERIES

Through The Ashes (28.6k) ⋙ MASTERLIST

➳ You've been given an offer to join the 141 Task Force. Upon taking it, you find yourself ensnared with the mysterious masked man who won't take his eyes off you. (Simon"Ghost"Riley!FemReader)

Old Bones (45.4k) ⋙ MASTERLIST

➳ After fleeing a toxic relationship, you fear for your safety and hire a bodyguard. He's masked, impassible, and damn good at what he does. (BodyguardGhost!FemReader)

MINI-SERIES

Torn ⋙ MASTERLIST

➳ You're Philip Graves' secret lover, and it's complicated, to say the least. When your new 141 ally, Simon Riley, catches your eye, you're forced to make a decision. (PhilipGraves/Ghost!FemReader)

DRABBLES

Bad Dreams | Pt.2

➳ When you suffer a nightmare that then turns into a panic attack, Ghost comforts you. (SimonRiley!GNReader)

Sparring | Pt.2 (18+)

➳ During a sparring session with Ghost, you end up on top of him, and he struggles to hide his amusement. (SimonRiley!FemReader)

In Your Arms

➳ You feel swallowed by depression, but Simon saves you just in time. (SimonRiley!GNReader)

Manhandling (18+)

➳ Ghost manhandles you. (SimonRiley!FemReader)

What You Paid For (18+)

➳ Simon had no shame indulging in escorts, especially ones who make an effort to flirt with him. Only problem? You're not an escort. (SimonRiley!FemReader)

Too Old For You | Part Two

➳ You've been crushing on him for a while now, even going as far as taking a stab for him. But it isn't enough for him to notice you; you're too young, too nice for someone like him. (SimonRiley!FemReader)

Poise

➳ Simon Riley was a complicated man, to say the least. His past, his trauma, combined into a fear of it rubbing off on you. You assure him it hasn't. (SimonRiley!GNReader)

First-Time With Simon (18+) | Part Two (18+) | Part Three (18+)

➳ Taking your relationship to the next level with Simon, but without regrets or haste. (SimonRiley!GNReader)

Neighbor!Simon

➳ Self-explanatory title.

Safe-Word (18+)

➳ You use the safe word for the first time. (SimonRiley!GNReader)

A Helping Hand (18+)

➳ You help Simon get off. (SimonRiley!Asexual!FemReader)

Need (18+)

➳ Simon needs you, no matter what. (SimonRiley!AFAB)

The Lieutenant's In Love

➳ When the 141 find out Simon isn't single. (SimonRiley!GNReader)

Simon, The Service Dom (18+)

➳ Self-explanatory title. (SimonRiley!GNReader)

Scar Insecurity (18+)

➳ Some spicy comfort. (SimonRiley!FemReader)

Making Simon Laugh

➳ Self-explanatory title. (SimonRiley!GNReader)

Cuddling w/ Simon

➳ Self-explanatory title. (SimonRiley!GNReader)

Right Person, Right Time

➳ Confessions & comfort. (SimonRiley!GNReader)

Do You Remember?

➳ Estranged best friends turned co-workers. (SimonRiley!FemReader)

The Terrible, Awful Thing

HEADCANONS

Plus-Sized S/O

NSFW Twitter Vid (18+) // Headcanons

ALPHABETS/MISC.

Hurt/Comfort Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet

Things That Make His Heart Flutter (ASK GAME)

#mw2 #mw2 fanfic #simon riley #ghost mw2 #task force 141 #simon riley x reader #simon riley smut #simon riley masterlist

[rpreaperperson]

First Time

Summary:

For the first time you showed your face in front of the team and the first time they ever heard your voice.

Timeline after being betray by Graves and Shepherd

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Your parent taught not to trust the American, they always know how to stab someone in back.

Although some of your friend was American and they were good one, in this line of work trust is the most sensitive thing for everyone however that’s not the main reason why you wearing a mask like Ghost.

Unlike him you wearing a bunny mask, and you talked when it need too definitely NOT because of anxiety or trauma something like that...but your voice...well sometimes you have a problem with your throatt that makes your voice came out none or hoarse than it should be and it came at the worse time ever when on mission even on briefing, you just nodded or hummed.

And now after Price debate with Shepherd, Team 141 and Los Vaqueros circling a desk that has balaclava skull on it

You’re a bit startled when Ghost taking off his mask showing his...ekhem handsome face, truly you were surrounded with handsome military man, even Valeria is kinda pretty too you not gonna lie

“take it if you in..Not.. dont” each of them wearing the balaclava...but you..just stare at it, hesitant to taking your bunny mask off a thousand ‘what if’ clouding your mind

“Bunny? Not going to wear it?” Soap look at you as everyone else still clutching the balaclava

‘AH! The hell with it!’ taking off your bunny mask, their eyes widen not expected of your appearance, they always thought that you’re a tough looking cause of your hoarse voice.

“..Woah..Bunny...you’re..” Soap look at you in amazement

“Beautiful..” Rudy mutter, your face became hot and red this is why you wearing the mask

You always get to hit on cause of your prettyand kind face plus your shy nature is always making it harder

“P-please dont..look at me like that... this is embarrassing” double surprise at your kind squeaky voice, do your voice always this pleasing?

Clearing his throat Captain Price give you a welcome smile, as the others snap from their mind

“Nice to finaly meet you..” he addressed you by your name  

“You too..C-Captain Price” you smile shyly at him and wearing the balaclava

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Bonus

“? Is everthing okay Colonel?”

“I want to recruit Bunny in my team”

“...Agreed” Rudy nodded, as they stare at you who fidgetting your finger flustered

“Hell no! Bunny is our’s!” Soap object it, he embrace your smaller figure against him

“Why dont we bait ‘em with food?” Rudy suggest his Colonel

“Your dirty trick won’t work..” Ghost crossing his arm

“Bunny already loyal to us right, Bunny?” Gaz turned at you, and his face fall..

“....Food...”eyes glimmering as you starting to taking Alejandro bait, making all the team start 141 panicking while the Vaqueros smirking

“Yea..how about that one dish I told you about?” he smirk

“Oohh....that would be delightfull..~” then Ghost voice boomed as you turned your head to him

“Bunny...if you reject it, after this mission over you can eat in that ‘all you can eat ‘restaurant...Price will pay it”

“Wha-..Ahh..why not..” Price huffed

“All you can eat...” Alejandro scowl at Ghost who has a smug face

Although they didn’t know what your face and voice really like, at least they know WHAT your really like.

#cod x reader #cod x you #simon riley x reader #john mctavish x reader #alejandro vargas x reader #rodolfo parra x reader #john price x reader #kyle garrick x reader #task force 141 x reader

[y13evie]

Hey love, could you write ab what the 141+ Alejandro, könig, and graves would be like with a plus size S/O

141 + könig alejandro rudy n graves with a plus size s/o

a little bit of suggestive content, nothing tooo bad

john price adores you. all of you. like seeing you throw yourself into his arms after a long day, placing his hands on your plush curves brings him immediate peace. he also lovesss it when you wear skimpy little outfits that show you off, he feels like he’s winning in life.

simon riley loves your face the most out of every one of your body parts. he thinks you’re simply breathtaking. from the way you cheeks are rounded to the way your smile never seems to fade. you’ll definitely be the death of him.

johnny mactavish is just in love with how you hold yourself together. it’s truly not even about your looks, just your energy. the way you’ve never given a second thought about ignorant comments, to the way you’ll always get what you want.

kyle garrick loves your body so much. like coming home after a long day and you’re ready to just snuggle until you both fall asleep. of course, he loves being a big spoon. but when you big spoon omg that does something to him. he just feels so content with your warmth surrounding him and he’s so happy your his.

könig loves to just engulf you into his arms. you’ll complain and whine all you want for him to put you down but he doesn’t care. especiallyyyyyy if you argue with him that he can’t pick you up, because ouuu baby, he don’t like that. have fun being in his arms (and under him) for the whole night.

alejandro vargas loves how defined your curves are. it drives him crazy when you wear clothes that enhance them. like this man actually dies. he’ll keep hand on your waist as much as he can, occasionally wandering down further when he gets a litttlllleeee needy for waiting so long.

rudy parra is basically just in love with you. like everything about you. your mind, your shape, your voice, your thoughts. he’s just infatuated with you. he hates it when you talk bad about yourself in any way, because he sees you as his perfect angel.

philip graves is def your number one supporter. like you bought a new mini skirt? bet your ass looks so good in it. decided to try out a new hairstyle? it really makes your gorgeous face stand out. anything you do just know he’s got a sign that says “THAT'S MY GIRL”

#cod x reader #john price x reader #johnny mactavish x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #kyle garrick x reader #konig x reader #alejandro vargas x reader #rudy parra x reader #philip graves x reader

[dream0fschism]

Heyyy. I hope everything is well for you. Can we have some headcanons with the 141 boys ( plus König, Graves and Alejandro if you can) with a housewife! reader. They just came back from a super hard mission and need to let off some steam and pent up stress😏 (if you know you know)

oooooh go on then!

enjoy x

Ghost

- as soon as he gets in, drops all he's carrying and pulls you straight into his lap.

- spends barely any time on foreplay because it's been long enough already, he just wants to bury his cock inside you.

- he does just that, with you still sitting in his lap he'd have you face him whilst you ride his girth on the sofa and massage your fingers into his neck.

- he won't say it, but he loves when you give him those little massages. they unwind him almost as much as spilling deep into you does.

Price

- would be cheeky, saying "suck my cock, will you babe? it's missed you so much."

- you'd happily oblige, purring against his gentle strokes to your head as you pushed your throat down onto his length.

- he'd probably not want to cum like this, though, eventually urging you onto your back and teasing your entrance with his tip.

- he'd fuck you with generous strokes to your clit, still focused on your pleasure despite his desperate chase of his own release.

Gaz

- would most likely be hard the whole time he's on his way back, before he's even seen you.

- so eager to get his hands on you that he just pulls you against him, both of you still fully clothed.

- you'd just dryhump each other for a while, not in a rush to go anywhere as you finally have the time you'd been missing.

- tbh, he'd probably undress everything except for his boxers, more than fine with cumming in his own pants if you were rubbing your soaked pussy over the prominent tent in them.

Soap

- stops on his way home to bring you a gift (something small, like chocolates or a bottle of wine)

- he does this so he can, afterwards, jokingly say. "okay, now i've spoiled ya.. what's my present?"

- you'd strip for him, because that's what he loves the most. he likes to palm himself through his restrictive cargos whilst you spread your hands along the expanse of your body and drive him silly.

- he eventually loses his patience and pushes you onto the sofa, bed, nearest surface, and pulls you by the thighs until you're flush against his hips, before unzipping his bottoms and freeing himself to stuff you.

Alejandro

- walks through the door and says something like, "i'm here, cariña, your prayers have been answered." (you once told him how big his cock was, and he never let it go)

- he's very romantic, would carry you to bed despite being exhausted and pepper kisses all over your body.

- missionary, but that way he can suck your lips into his mouth whilst he kneads the softest parts of your skin.

- he fucks you hard and slow, like he's practiced it in his head each day he's been away from you. when he cums, he says, "fuck, mami. i think i'm gonna have to retire real soon."

Graves

- when he gets home, he's so relieved to be by your side again but so tired that he just wants to do something more relaxing. like a 69.

- he'd be happy to close his eyes and latch his lips onto your pussy whilst you swallow around his cock.

- he'd definitely press his hands into your legs to increase the pressure of your heat on his face. he'd also buck his hips to fuck your throat a little deeper at the same time.

- instantly knocks out after you both cum, pulls you onto him followed by the bed sheets and basks in the warmth that cuddling naked brings him.

König

- walks through the door, drops his back and storms towards you with determination. peels his hood from his head and pulls you into a strong embrace, tenderly pressing your lips together.

- he would situate himself on the sofa, say, "i've missed your taste so much, my love. please, would you sit on me?"

- you'd sit on his face eagerly, loving just how much he enjoys being used as your seat. he grips your hips as if he's trapping you in the moment, flattens his tongue as you rub yourself up and down along it.

- moans when you cum into his mouth, cums in his own pants just from eating you out alone. says, "thank you, darling. you were delicious."

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[sleepyconfusedpotato]

The more I think about it, the more I'm convinced that Farah and Alex don't know what happened in Las Almas and the 141.

Alex said, "Heard you died in a tank in South America."

-> He heard. He doesn't know the whole story about how he died or who supposedly killed him. It didn't even cross his mind that Graves personally knows the TF141.

"South America", Las Almas is in North America. That means what Alex heard is indeed just a rumor. He doesn't know how, who killed him, what happened, or anything. He and Farah don't know any specifics at all. Nada. It's possible that Farah had only just known Graves when he entered that room.

Now here's the kick : Look at Graves' and the Shadow's face + body language beside him as soon as Alex said it :

They were alert. The shadow behind Graves looks like he's ready to aim his weapon.

Graves then quickly settle it down by saying "Well I'm not in it." (As soon as Graves took control of the situation, the shadow behind him eased up a lil')

Then Graves asked :

THAT is Graves' way of finding out how far Alex knew about his death, or possibly what he did. At the same time, he's determining his attitude/approach towards them based on the answers that would be given.

Had they known that Graves massacred a whole town to find Ghost and Soap, that would for sure change his attitude towards Graves. There's no way in hell that they'd act so casual like in the cutscene if they know.

-> If Alex had shown any hostility or any sentence that implied anything about the Las Almas massacre, Farah would 1000% turn hostile and change her view towards the Shadow Company, and Graves might proceed with a different, possibly more violent approach, and the alliance would go poof with guns blazing. (Because come on. Farah's country was basically massacred by Barkov, same as what Graves did in Las Almas)

LUCKILY THOUGH, things went according to Graves' way. Farah cut the conversation short, saying that they have their own battles and have no time for rumors. The scenario went on, Farah and Alex continued to be oblivious about Graves' grave crimes (hah).

TF141 didn't have any convo about Shadow Co. at all to Farah and Alex. I mean, they were busy with their own businesses, the people that was hunted by Graves (Ghost and Soap) was not as closely connected with Faralex compared to Price and Kyle, plus as far as they know, Graves was a case closed. (They had no reason to converse about Graves anyway during the Atomgrad Raid)

(If Price and Kyle was the one hunted down in Las Almas, the story might go differently 👀)

With SC fighting Makarov's Konni Group, SC would for SURE appear in MWIII no doubt. Now Graves need to make sure that Faralex NEVER know about the Las Almas incident.

We'll see how it goes~

#sleepy's thoughts #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw #cod #cod mw22 #call of duty modern warfare 2022 #phillip graves #shadow company #farah karim #alex keller #alex echo 3 1

[buterccup]

GEN Z READER IN TASK FORCE 141 HC

A/N: I saw a couple of these and I couldn't stop trying to find more, and I just love the concept of all these big men trying to understand the reader's humour but I also love how they try to watch over them even though they can easily take care of themselves. Also, do expect the codename to change if I make another one of these but if anyone has ideas please tell me. Anyways I hope this doesn't flop and please enjoy.

Warnings: Dark humour, Suicide jokes, simping, swearing, mentions of parents leaving the reader, basically gen z stuff, usual CoD violence

Character(s): Soap, Gaz, John, Ghost, Price x Gn! reader (And graves kinda-)

Codename: Daffodil

There is no thinking about it you are the youngest and probably the shortest in the task force.

When Laswell first told Price that he will have someone younger than he expected to join the task force he immediately said no, he wasn't going to babysit you.

Plus you looked way too young to be in the army

Little did he know, you got your codename for a reason.

But once Laswell said you were very strong and he could trust you to hold your own and that he had to, he didn't have much of a choice.

And as expected once Price and Laswell introduce you to the boys they were shocked too.

There was a literal child in front of them.

And Soap being Soap he let out a little chuckle earning a nudge and glare from Ghost and an "ahem" from Price

"This is Daffodil, your new rookie. And I warn you don't underestimate them just from their name. Treat them well."

At first you were very quiet and only spoke when spoken to, almost beating Ghost's stoic and quiet nature

To which the rest of 141 joked about quite a lot

but after a while, you started to open up to them which was a nice sign

But the boys did catch onto your humour pretty quickly which caused them to worry for your mental state.

You would start saying suicide jokes at 1 mile per second at every small inconvenience.

"If that happens again I'm going to jump in front of a car- I am going to hang myself- I cannot right now-"

"Kid...It's just paper work..."

"Exactly"

One time you and the group were going after a target and of the guys' men shot you in the arm. It wasn't as bad as you thought it would be but it still hurt.

While Soap and Gaz asked if you were okay you were completely hysterical at the moment. So much in fact that you shouted something so stupid before the guy met his inevitable end.

By Ghost too:D

Thanks Ghost<33

"Do you want this back???"

BLAM

"Oop, mans left quicker than my dad."

To say the least, your boys were concerned for you because of that

Even Ghost tried to check up on you every minute or two after they got the bullet out and patched you up.

You all eventually got the target in the end but your boys ended up forcing you to go get your wound checked since a, and I quote, "Crusty dusty" building wouldn't be the best place to pick out bullet fragments.

You came back with one of the doctor's pens because you liked it and claimed you finessed him when in reality he gave it to you because he noticed you staring and you were too scared to ask.

It was a LED cat paw pen

"Gaz what does finesse mean?"

"I don't really know..?"

"What do you mean you're supposed to know-"

One time you shouted slay during a mission once Ghost killed one of the targets.

To be honest, it did make him laugh but Price, on the other hand, didn't understand but he soon got what it meant. Kinda.

With that being said Gaz and sometimes Soap are the go-to when Price or Ghost don't understand what the hell you just said since they are the younger ones.

Which also means you got along better with them

And if they don't understand something they always try their best to find out and find more things you would laugh at.

Soap even goes that extra effort to make memes and send them to you.

But don't get me wrong you love spending time with Price and Ghost.

And speaking of memes you always end up making stupid gifs of Ghost and always end up sending them to the tf141 group chat that you made to annoy them most of the time or Ghost himself where you sometimes end up joke flirting with him

Mans is scrumdiliumcious if you did say so yourself

(Ahem basically the gif at the start of the hcs)

One time you called Ghost Mummy and Soap and Gaz wouldn't stop laughing while Price sighed at the little slip-up.

It wasn't a slip-up.

You defiantly burst into Price's office most of the time too when you have nothing to do.

Even though hearing Price drone on about his paperwork doesn't sound that fun it's nice to hear his voice.

And If you didn't have good parents or were absent most of your life he would never turn you away once he sees you at his door.

This also applies if you have good parents too

From the number of times he had to lecture you and your boys about how you can't have McDonald's after a mission and how it's bad for you is basically allowing him to adopt you.

Once you met Grave one thing kept popping into your mind.

Fix it Felix.

Which didn't really give you both a great start but he warmed up to you sooner or later.

And as much as an asshole he is most of the time he actually gets concerned when he hears one of your suicide jokes.

When he first heard one over coms he made sure to keep an eye on you every so often and even messaged you after the mission was over.

Don't get me wrong Graves is kinda...shitty but that doesn't make him that much of an asshole to not check up on a 'child' when they say something concerning.

And when all your boys are free and there is time you all have a movie night.

It's quite relaxing, it was nice to have these quiet moments with your boys considering your jobs.

Although one time it was getting really late and you all got through 2 movies and you almost looked like you were going to pass out so that's when papa Price came out.

"Papa, more movie."

"No the movie is over, we gotta go.."

"PAPA"

"Oh, Jesus Christ.." (💀)

"Me. Want. More. Movie."

"No Daffo-"

"YOU LIE"

"Kiddo the movie is-"

"Price what did you do-" (🧼)

Once you calmed down and Price realized what you said he cried internally.

Everything was okay in the end though and Gaz had that on camera so they can always look back and laugh at it.

Requests: Open

Part 2!

#ghost mw2 #mw2 141 #price mw2 #gaz mw2 #simon ghost riley x reader #soap mw2 #ghost x reader #soap x reader #gaz x reader #price x reader #x gen z reader #mw2 fanfic #cod mw2 #cod mw2 fanfiction #cod x reader #johnny soap mactavish x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #captain john price x reader #mw2 headcanons #cod headcanons #graves x reader #graves mw2

[captainfern]

✿ captainfern’s drabble/headcanon masterlist ✿

here, you can find all of my drabbles/headcanons i’ve written that i was too lazy to write out into a proper fic lol

please assume that all content below is 18+ unless marked otherwise (sfw)

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Thinking about COD characters being built like this…

captain john price

simon ghost riley

Price

all tied up

bent over the desk

bodyguard price, bodyguard price two, bodyguard price three

breeding

cock worship

cowboy price

cuck!price + his wife and you, more price and his wife

dad/dilf price

dad’s best friend price, dad’s best friend price two

dad bod price praising you

dbf!price

ex-husband

firefighter price

getting ready

“haunted” barracks

high libido

his facial hair

hotel room, hotel room two

lieutenant reader (sfw)

munch

oral m!receiving

pheromone perfume

plus-sized reader

pregnant partner (sfw)

pregnant partner again

price and your toys

price fluff (sfw)

scars (sfw)

soft sex

stress relief

unhinged

wake up sex

werewolf price

younger/lieutenant price, younger/lieutenant price two

Ghost

blindfolded +price

breeding kink

fighting over pussy +price

gym ghost

jealousy +price

let her fuckin’ breathe +price

soft sex with simon

Gaz

bondage

high sex

nsfw headcanons

overstimulate

period sex

polariods +price

sharing is caring +ghost, sharing is caring two

sub gaz

the exception +price +ghost

the exception but fr +price +ghost

wake up sex

Soap

bodyguard soap

boudoir

needy soap

virgin reader

The 141

backshots

crochet blanket (sfw)

sharing you

Graves

overstimulation

Keegan

needy

#captainfern #captain'sdrabbles #call of duty headcanons #call of duty smut #call of duty imagine #call of duty

[ink-n-shadowfiction]

Aight bestie hear me out...

Latina reader or NYC reader

Thicker than cold peanut butter

She keeps up this hella professional facade when she on the clock and despite multiple attempts no one can get her to let loose whenever the team heads out for drinks and whatnot

Like a real type A "protocol is protocol" seems to only be fluent in corporate speech

So this is something that 141 kinda like gave up on trying to break through and thought that's how she really is 24/7.....until someone outside the team like graves shows up and miss ma'am finally snaps

Cue the most vicious verbal ass whooping and their reactions to it

Example: "Why TF u out here built like the keebler elf and sounding like Foghorn leghorn but u still got the balls to talk shit?"

Sorry this was long winded lmao

Go crazy with it

the more long winded, the better >:)

pairing: taskforce 141 x nyc!reader (platonic)

word count: 366

warning: graves being a bit of an asshole, taskforce reacting to reserved!reader popping off

debriefing felt like it had dragged on for hours. your body ached, muscles taut and bruised from the mission you'd just been on. as you began packing up your gear bag and getting ready to head home, you heard a voice from behind you.

"hey! don't tell me you're leavin' already." soap's brash voice filled the room around you, making you turn over your shoulder and meet his crinkled eyes. "night's still young, corporal. come grab a drink with us."

soap was stood there with the rest of the taskforce, plus the man you had just been on a mission with named graves. they all looked expectantly at you, maybe graves more than the rest.

you rolled your eyes before turning back to your gear bag, head shaking for a moment. "can't, mactavish. i've got training in the morning, and—"

an annoyed scoff fell from graves, the one man not involved and the one who had been trying to worm his way into your group's dynamic all day. your eyes immediately landed on him, eyebrow quirking as he put his hands on his hips. “is she always like this? c’mon sweetheart, loosen up a bit.”

gaz tried to step forward, placing a hand on graves' shoulder and pulling him back. "aye, leave her alone, yeah? she said she doesn't wanna come? she doesn't—"

“sweetheart, huh?" all the eyes turned to you as you spoke up, the new yorker in your accent growing thick. you narrowed your eyes at graves, walking forward until you were practically chest-to-chest with the man. "that’s cute. but call me shit like that again and i’ll have my foot so far up your ass that you’ll taste the sole of my sneaker for weeks. got it?”

soap stifled his snickering behind a hand clasped to his mouth, cowering a bit behind your body to avoid the second-hand embarrassment raining down on him. gaz was a bit taken aback, mouth dropped open in shock as he listened to your words. ghost was quiet as usual, but the crinkle in his eyes gave away the smirk hidden beneath his mask. none of them had seen you like that.

but none of them were complaining.

#cod mw2 #cod mwii #call of duty #cod x reader #task force 141 #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #call of duty drabble #iNs requests ⭒

[lxvvie]

ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴜᴛʏ - ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴅᴇᴜx [some of the listed are 18+; read at your own discretion]

Rudy relationship headcanons

Your faves and their pets

Alex Keller x Plus Size AFAB!Reader

Your fave's reaction to his baby getting their vaccines

Your faves and fatherhood

Ghost relationship headcanons, part deux

Your faves when sick and/or injured

Valeria Garza relationship headcanon

Phillip Graves relationship headcanon

Horangi relationship headcanon

Poly!Faralex relationship headcanons

Random Ghost headcanons | NSFW Edition

"Where you goin', boss?" - Alex Keller x Reader

Talking him through it - Ghost x Reader

Nipple piercing - Ghost x F!Reader

Free Use!Ghost

Pottery Painting

Day in the Life series

Seasonal Seduction Prank

Treat Me Like White Tees

141 and Their Tummies

Gaz and His Kisses

Down Bad for Your Faves

You and Simon, Just as it's Meant to Be.

Fuck Nasty!Ghost

#masterlist #nsfw. #call of duty #call of duty x reader #x black reader #call of duty x black reader #cod x reader #call of duty x you #cod x you #cod x black reader #I hit the limit already on the last post lmaooo.

[frogchiro]

"BuNnY rEaDeR" this and "PuPpY rEaDeR" that

WHERES OUR FOX READER?! HUH?!

Fox reader and coyote graves: both cunning, both go FLOOF in the winter, both jokesters, c'mon. It'd be so cute. Pulling pranks on wolf141. Come on. You can't tell me that's not genius.

Plus coyotes are predators of foxes so it'd also fit the dynamics

♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎

OMG YES VIXEN READER

Coyote!Graves who is a little shit and loves to tease and nip at you; his sharp teeth almost always managing to catch you and nicking you much to your outrage because you're like >:O How dare you??

But the blonde man will only smirk and lick his lips before trying to nudge and bully you into his room, his den but you always manage to slip away which frustrates him to no end. He's the perfect mate! He's strong, agile, capable or protecting and providing for you plus he's very fertile and healthy, perfect for giving you a strong healthy litter of puppies :((

Graves loves watching you during the winter; your fluffy coat becoming even fluffier, keeping you all nice and warm but he has to hold himself back whenever he sees one of the wolves of 141 sniffing around you, Soap being the brave and daring wolf that always seems to try and flirt with you, even 'playfully' mounting you during training and Philip almost exploded with anger when he saw and heard the whole ordeal, Johnny panting with his tongue out as he kept thrusting against you and you laid with your head down on your knees,yowling and whining, fluffy tail lifted as if ready for mating :((

But at the end of the day whenever he comes into your room/den during the cold winter months and wants to cuddle in your warm nest you always accept, inviting him in and nudging against him, grooming his thick blond coat, Philip snuffles every time you nip him but he physically can't hide his pleasure and happiness with his tail wagging like crazy behind him as you continue to lick and groom him :((

#kin speaks #asks #interactions #cod x reader #cod mw x reader #philip graves x reader #graves x reader #soap mactavish x reader #john soap mctavish x reader #philip graves #john soap mactavish

[lethalchiralium]

Almost Out Of Time | Simon “Ghost” Riley x GN!Reader

a/n: how i wrote this so quickly we’ll never know. if it sucks, it sucks.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

summary: you couldn’t believe it, your eyes, your heart, your brain - not everything was as it seemed. plus, ghost has a few… choice words for you.

WARNINGS: Violence, talk about bodily harm, surgery, bullets, guns, cussing (let me know if i missed anything!)

Next Parts! Obvious | I Heard A Rumour

“Holy fuck.”

Whispers won’t save you now.

You watched the building explode into an inferno through your sniper rifle scope, your left hand immediately on your radio.

“Anyone from 141, copy! This is Riot.” Your voice was almost shaky, almost panicked - you just had eyes on Soap and Ghost before Hassan’s assholes exploded the building into flames. “Copy!” You could only watch in horror from your position as figures crawled out of the flames, silently screaming as you felt tears prick your eyes.

“-Price.”

“Captain?” Your voice almost began to shake as you watched through your scope - enemy soldiers were vacating the building. So, you began to pick them off. “Captain, what’s your status?”

“We’re pinned down - Shit-“ Another explosion. “Call for backup!” One, two, three more bodies drop by your rifle before your body went on auto-pilot, calling Graves in for an immediate evac. Pulling your bolt back, reloading another bullet as you continued to pick off men on fire, trying to put themselves out because they weren’t Price, Gaz, Soap, or Ghost.

“Evac is five minutes out, Riot - get in there and get them out!” Graves’ voice entered your ear, you pulled back your bolt again, watching as the enemies now slowed down at the threat of your bullet.

“The place is engulfed in flames - the enemy is all around the building, I’m picking them off so they can escape.”

“That’s an order, soldier.”

Pull back the bolt.

Wake up.

“What did you say?” You stifled an alarmed noise from your throat as you stood now, holding your rifle at your side. “Graves-“

“Evacuate the Task Force, Sergeant. That’s an order.”

Your voice didn’t feel like your own, when you looked down at your hand, it felt disconnected from the rest of your body.

Wake up, Y/N.

Your hand went to your head, your eyes closing as you whispered, “What?”

Wake up.

When your eyes opened again, your body erupted in intense pain, a gut-wrenching scream leaving your lips. Your hands immediately tried to lift away from your sides but was met by handcuffs, trying to fight off the assailant from continuing to hurt you-

“Riot. Ri.”

“Fuck off!” You answered, teeth immediately gritting and eyes closing again. “Fuck! Don’t you have any morphine?!”

“It’s either keep the bullet in or take it out, Riot.” Price.

“What-What happened?” You exhaled, still feeling some sort of metal dig into your stomach, almost screaming again. A hand gently pressed onto your forehead, pushing your head back onto whatever surface you were laying on. If you had free will of your hands, their neck would be wrung like a towel.

There was a cough a couple feet away, you took a deep breath again, trying to not scream again as you assumed that Price was the one pulling out a supposed bullet from your abdomen. “They released some sort of gas in the room, you were the closest to it and you sort of went berserk. Price n’ I were already out and Ghost had to get ya.”

You squeezed your hands tightly, trying to breathe but it was getting harder. “Ghost.”

“‘Ere.” How close his voice was almost scared you, you opened one eye to see that familiar mask hovering above you, it was his hand on your forehead.

“Morphine’s in my pack.” You whispered through your teeth. He looked up and away.

“Soap - get Riot’s med-pack,” Ghost barked, he looked towards Price. “Can’t you hurry up?”

“I’m sorry that my medic is on my table.” Price snapped back, another jolt of pain and another scream left your mouth.

“For fuck’s sake-“ You couldn’t look at Ghost anymore before closing your eye again. “Soap!”

“I’m comin’, dammit! Give me a second!”

You began to feel numb now, head rolling to the side and eyes into the back of your skull. The throbbing in your abdomen disappeared completely and all you could hear was the sound of your heartbeat and the distant words of Ghost.

“Riot, Riot!”

•••

When you woke again, you recognized the ceiling. It was a beautiful ghostly blue, which meant you were in Vienna - the Vienna safe house. How long were you out?

“Y/N.”

If you had the energy to jump out of your skin, you would’ve. Your eyes darted to your right, noticing as Ghost walked towards you. Your head felt like cement, every part of your body being held tightly by chains. Your throat was itching.

“Water.” Ghost reached behind him and detached his canteen from his pack, unscrewing the cap as he finally placed himself in the seat beside you. He reached forwards, one hand pulling down your chin and the other not-so delicately pouring water into your mouth. If you weren’t so damn thirsty, you would’ve coughed it up but you drank every drop.

Ghost pulled the canteen away, moving his touch from your chin and you only stared at him. He screwed the canteen shut, eyes not meeting yours just yet. “Simon.” Your voice was just a croak but his head still moved up towards you. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking right now, because of the drugs in your system and the balaclava on his face. You would be able to if he looked you in the eye and in the next twenty seconds you magically became sober, but you’re not - you’re stuck in a shitty bed in a shitty safe house with injuries that you couldn’t name just yet. “What…what happened?”

“Russians. Threw in some kind of mind-control gas and it only really effected you - you almost killed me. And when you missed me, you almost-“ Ghost cleared his throat, still looking down at your bed as he sat back in his chair. “They stabbed you, shot you in the abdomen before I could take ‘em out. I-I’m sorry.”

Then the fire must have been a dream.

“And about what I said the other day-“

“Simon.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to just- hurt you.” That was the moment you two locked eyes again. If you didn’t know all that you did about Ghost, you would’ve thought he gave you just a blank stare. But there was guilt, a hell of a lot of it. “No. No, I shouldn’t have told you that I regretted what I said to you our first night.”

You stared at him now, still feeling the heaviness of the drugs but also the intense feeling of confusion. “Si…”

“You mean everything to me.” He whispered, didn’t even dare to breathe as he continued, “I know you don’t want a relationship with me, I can live with that. I know you don’t want others to know, I’ll live with that too. I can’t live if you aren’t mine.” One of his hands reached forwards, pressed gently against your cold cheek. “Tell me I can be here for you, tell me that I can stay because I want to. I was a fuckin’ asshole for saying that I wouldn’t stay with you - I just- I just didn’t know how deeply I loved you. Still, love you. Because I saw you so helpless, I couldn’t do anything and I realized just how important you are. To my friends, to my team, and to me. So, please…”

If you had any control of your body, you would’ve held his hand. Would have leapt into his arms but your brain took hold again, ever the cautious Riot.

“You’ll never leave?”

Ghost nodded.

“Good.”

He smiled, you knew it by how his eyes closed a little.

“Guess you’re haunted now.”

———

Copyright © 2022 lethalchiralium. All rights reserved.

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley cod #ghost cod #cod mw22 #lethal chiralium #lethalchiralium #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x you

[lili0writes]

141 relationship headcanons

Note: This mostly features how you would get into the relationship in different situations but it also mentions how the characters in 141 would act or what they do in the relationship (sorry for not being active, I was taking a break I didn't know I was taking)

Warnings: mentions of PDA, military, possible injury, etc.

Ghost

If the two of you met on military grounds, let it be joining the 141, being sent to help them out on an occasion or them coming to aid you/your team, he would NOT be interested in forming a relationship with you.

Let it be friendship, partnership or anything on that list, he's not intrested.

If you do manage to become friends with him that's almost all that it would be.

After the shit Shepherd pulled you can bet your ass that he won't trust any unknown individual whether they work for the military or not. He isn't shy or scared to getting into relationships. He's just protecting himself and partially h141 with not being open to new people. Sure he isn't all that experienced in dating but, he isn't insecure about it.

But if you did meet on military grounds and are in a relationship, you got together way before 141 was formed. You might even work together in 141 if that was the case considering Price would know about you for sure. And in this case you could be married by the time 141 formed.

You would be the perfect match, let it be a battle field or a partnership. He would be protective of you, and wouldn't be afraid of PDA. You could defend yourself just fine without him aiding you, and he has been with you long enough to know that.

He wouldn't get jealous, he was protective but there is a difference between putting someone in their place and being jealous. He didn't need to be jealous either. People respected him enough to not make a move on you.

Soap

It wouldn't matter where the two of you met, once he set eyes on you, he would instantly start hitting on you. No questions asked.

If you met on campus that would be a plus point because he finds badass women VERY hot. He would probably conceal his flirting more due to the fact that you are in the military, but doesn't do much really.

The two of you would immediately hit it off, and you would make really good friends in no time.

Although you probably didn't get together immediately after you became friends, and you became a "more than friend" type of duo it couldn't take more than a couple of months to get together.

You probably didn't have all that many missions together, but the ones you did have together were good times to remember. (It was probably Price's doing because he didn't want Soap to distract you)

He wasn't worried about you getting hurt all that much, considering how you wouldn't need to be a high ranking solider to be able to handle yourself, but even he had his episodes.

Soap would totally get jealous over you. Unfortunately for him, he wasn't feared by the people around, considering his friendly personality and unique name. There would be times where he wouldn't interfere, because he knew you wouldn't do him wrong but he was still bitter about how people flirted with you.

Price

Much like Ghost, the captain would most likely not start a relationship with you if you met after the incident with Graves. Even if he had the hots for you, he would either not acknowledge it at all or be ridiculously polite about it. (Not like he isn't already)

You also would be long married by the time 141 has formed.

You would be in 141 no doubts for multiple reasons; you are good at your job, you are his wife and he wants to keep an eye on you, he wants to spend time with you and finally because you made a good match.

He wouldn't necessarily worry about you, but he made sure you would be okay no matter what happened. Make it punishing you by making you stay an extra week in the infirmary or not letting you go on the upcoming mission.

You would probably joke around with Gaz and Laswell throughout your missions, and oh boy were those interesting conversations. Gaz would probably flirt with you, not knowing you were married and if he didn't have the respect he has for the captain he would have gotten an earful that day.

John isn't jealous, not all that protective either. He lets you do your thing, but when it comes to your well being, he doesn't mess around. After all you do mean the world to him.

Gaz

Gaz would not be bothered by the situation you met in, considering he would get along with you the moment you started talking. You would make good friends pretty soon after meeting. Even is it wasn't in the military, he would easily make friends with you.

Even though you got along he wouldn't jump into dating, even if he was interested. If he did have a crush on you, all he would do is drop some flirty jokes when he was feeling cheeky.

It took a while for you to finally start dating. It wasn't rushed but you didn't drag the confession for too long.

You would likely be in the task force, or constantly helping them out on missions. You would be around Gaz most of the time regardless of what you were doing on the mission.

Although you would make a good pair in many situations, you mostly interfered when the situation got out of hand and they needed some backup.

He wasn't too protective nor was he the jealous type. He would joke about you being only his and how guys shouldn't look at you like you were a peace of meat but that's all it was. He knew very well that you could handle the situation you got into.

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #soap mactavish x reader #ghost x reader #mw2 x reader #john price #john price x reader #captian price #gaz x reader #price x reader #soap x reader #gaz garrick #kyle gaz garrick #simon riley #x reader #john mactavish #fanfiction #modern warfare #soap mw2 #gaz mw2 #ghost mw2 #price mw2

[captain-mj]

Celebration or Funeral

Graves invites the crew out to a bar for seemingly no reason and hopefully no ulterior motives.

Price was dumbfounded at the audacity honestly. Graves had sent out an invite to the 141 and Alejandro and Rodolfo. Even included plus ones if they had a partner to bring.

He didn't understand at all. It was so bizarre. The invitation was safe. They had a team to check for anthrax and the like. But everything had been given the seal of approval.

There was a time, date, location, even coordinates in case they didn't know the place. He had checked. It was a bar in Texas that was close enough to the border that the Los Vaqueros wouldn't have to travel too far from home. It was close to where they had chased Hassan originally.

The 141 would have to fly of course, but that's cause they were stationed in Urzikstan at the moment.

Price mentioned it offhandedly to Farah, planning to toss it out and never ever seeing that traitor again.

But Farah had smiled at him. "Oh! Yeah, Alex and I were going to go. I'm glad Phillip decided to invite you guys."

"Phillip? You guys are on first name basis now?"

She frowned at him, immediately looking displeased. "Price, remember what we talked about. We've been working together for a while now."

"You can't trust him."

"I never said I did. I simply ask you trust me." Farah huffed. "And I will be going to their outing. He does this with his closest Shadows often and Alex and I always have a nice time. Maybe you all need to come along. It might be good to clear the air since we will continue to work with each other."

Price really wished he could convince Farah to stop working with him, but if she insisted on doing so, he would be there. "Fine. I'll come."

The other three agreed to come immediately, not wanting Price to walk into an ambush, relatively, alone.

The plane ride was... uncomfortable to say the least.

Ghost was currently glowering at Alex who kept glancing over at him and grimacing. He'd sigh passive aggressively and Alex would turn around to glare at him back.

"And why are those two acting like jilted lovers?" Price aske Gaz and Soap.

"Oh, Alex said he and Graves had become friends and Ghost is made because the two of them and Alejandro are friends. He considers it a betrayal to their friendship." Gaz explained.

"Ah. Are you also upset, Soap? You did get shot."

Soap nodded. "Well. I am pissed. But with Makarov around, Graves helping Farah to fight him, and him betraying Shepherd to throw him under the buss, I'm trying to stay level headed about it."

It was a shockingly grounded take. Price wished he could do the same. Inside, the anger was too hot. Too volatile. He didn't know what it was about Graves that just got under his skin, but forgiveness wasn't on the table.

Honestly he wanted to just beat him into the ground. Hurt him like he had hurt Soap and Ghost in Los Almas. Like he had hurt the Vaqueros.

He felt like a rabid dog when he thought of it. Normally, he was so much better at keeping his emotions in check.

Farah patted him suddenly and he glanced up at her. "Do you want a drink, old man?"

"Yeah. I could use one." He stood up and followed her to the cabin. The plane used to be a private one, but it had been repurposed for Farah and her Freedom Fighters. It was better for long distances than a helicopter and it had better optics when they had to make speeches or talk with government operations.

Farah didn't keep much alcohol on board, but she did keep a thing of whiskey for the two of them to share. She poured them both a glass and he took it from her gratefully.

"I understand why you're upset."

"And I understand why you're working with him." Price interrupted. "I do. I promise. It's just an adjustment. Especially finding out you socialize with him."

"Mostly I socialize with Oz actually."

"Oz?"

"His second in command! He's great. Very cool. He's shown me how to play video games." Farah smiled so softly, almost like she was embarrassed.

Price smiled a little himself, thinking of Farah being... normal. She had fought for so long. Her entire childhood spent in hell. If she enjoyed spending time with this "Oz" guy, he must not be awful. "Okay. I'm going to give all of them a chance, alright?''

"Thank you, Price. I do appreciate it." Farah squeezed his arm. "Really. I hope we can all work amicably."

They settled back down with the others and rested for this rest of the plane ride.

The moment they touched down, Farah and Alex were quickly getting out. Price bit his tongue and hung back, the 141 one quickly following his lead, even though Gaz did glance at Alex and Alex did glance back.

"Try to play nice. No unnecessary fights." Price ordered, patting Gaz's back.

"Aye, Captain." Soap responded.

Ghost stayed very quiet, only giving the slightest nod.

"At ease."

They didn't really separate. Maybe it was unease at being on unfamiliar turf or the fact that they were all enemies.

Alejandro was smoking near his car, Rudy at his right. His body language shifted, relaxing at the same time the grin appeared on his face. "Hermanos!"

Soap smiled. "Alejandro, Rodolfo. Long time no see."

Alejandro grabbed his hand and pulled him into a hug. Soap did the same with Rodolfo.

Gaz nodded at them. "Colonel Vargas. Sergeant Major Parra."

"I feel we're on a first name by now, Sergeant Garrick." Rodolfo smiled at him. "Nice to see you again."

Alejandro nodded but jumped into business. "Our invitation said this was an... apology. You guy's mention anything about this?"

"No. Just an invitation."

"Interesting. Let's head inside."

The bar itself was full of people. It took Price a moment before he realized it, but, with the exception of the bartender, every person in the room was a Shadow. All of them were in civvies, but he recognized a few of them from chance in encounters. They all talked about their work with no issues.

Alex had a cowboy hat on. For some reason, this was something he noticed immediately. He was currently downing a pint, trying to drink it faster than a dark haired woman who was currently beating him.

Farah was chatting animatedly with a giant man with strange makeup on. HIs hair was set up a bit like a vikings would be. He was smiling at her and nodding excitedly.

Price didn't like it.

The giant man looked at him and quickly looked... embarrassed? It was an odd look on such a big man.

Farah followed his gaze and waved Price over. He quietly walked over, keeping an eye out on everyone. Most people were drunk or getting there so there weren't many threats.

Oz smiled at him, standing up. Price didn't like that he had to tilt his head up to look him in the eye.

"It is nice to meet you, Captain. You too, Colonel. The rest of you." Oz seemed unsure of himself.

"Oz, I'm assuming?"

"Yes, sir." Oz nodded.

Farah smiled. "We were talking about a game he showed me! It's called Terraria. It's so much fun!"

"Now, Osmond." There was that familiar accent. Graves was smiling, looking... stupidly casual. A flannel shirt, tight jeans, a belt buckle. A walking stereotype of American. "Please tell me you haven't converted Farah to your nerdy shit."

"Hey!" Farah defended him. "It's fun!"

Graves shook his head, a bright blush on his face from intoxication. "Whatever you say, ma'am." He looked at them. For a moment, he made eye contact with Price and it was like a lightning bolt. But then his eyes skipped right over to him to Alejandro. He took a deep breath. "It's nice to see you again, Colonel. And you, Sergeant Major."

"The feeling is not mutual."

Graves stepped a bit closer, on the very edge of his personal space. "Alright. Hit me."

Alejandro frowned.

"One free hit. Consider it the start of us getting even with each other. There's no guns in here. No one is going to stop you and I'm not going to hit you back. So, hit me."

Alejandro weighed his options for a split second before socking Graves so hard on the side of his jaw that Oz had to catch him before he stumbled.

Graves took a split second, blinking involuntary tears from his eyes. He faced him again. "Great. Your drinks are on us." Despite the freshly blooming bruise, he still managed a rather charming smile.

Alejandro shook his head but stepped back. Rudy didn't.

"Only fair I let you have one, yeah?" Graves smiled right before Rodolfo hit him hard in the stomach.

"Stay out of Los Almas." Rudy hissed to him.

"I was planning on it, amigo." Graves managed to straighten up after a minute. "You four aren't getting a hit."

"Gonna let me shoot you later?" Soap growled at him.

Graves laughed. "Nah. Have as many shots as you want though." He nodded at them and walked away, clearly hurting a little but playing it off.

Price ordered the most expensive whiskey available. He downed a shot, keeping an eye on Graves as he went to each table. His hands touched every Shadow's shoulder. It was a light touch but Price recognized it. He did the same thing when the 141 came back from missions. A light touch to let him know they were alive.

"John." Simon muttered. "How are we feeling?"

"I'm following the Colonel's lead. He seems to be trying to run up a tab. I'm going to do the same. Farah also seems... happy. A normal friendship outside of the military will be good for her. Or as close as this is."

Ghost nodded and sat next to him. They observed them for a good minute before Gaz slunk to Price's other side. Soap was mingling.

There was country music playing. It sounded modern, but Price didn't exactly listen to the genre. He sighed and ordered another whiskey, hoping to keep himself just drunk enough to relax but not so drunk he couldn't fight.

As the songs flipped through, Price got tipsy enough to mildly enjoy himself. His friends had left him at some point, not too far away, just around.

Something came on the radio and Graves climbed on to a table. The top few buttons of his shirt had been undone and he was panting a little bit.

"Turn that motherfucker off!"

"Come on, Graves it's just one song!"

"No! I've hated that motherfucker for ages and suddenly he wants to prounce around like a little bastard. That motherfuckers went to a fucking private school! Get his ass off my radio!" Graves hissed.

Price swallowed thickly. Maybe it was the whiskey, of which he was a few glasses down. Maybe it was the sudden anger and passion in his face. But he felt flushed from more than alcohol.

The next song, which sounded like a love ballad to him, seemed to please Graves who started to sing along. Despite the table being wooden, it held his weight as he stomped his boots on it. He smiled brightly as he did and someone handed him a whiskey bottle to drink during the chorus.

Price made eye contact with him and quickly glanced around to talk to his team.

HIs team which was not there.

Ghost and Simon had started to banter, making fun of people in the room despite never looking away from each other.

Gaz, who now had that cowboy hat on, had gotten swept up in Alex, the two of them currently dancing. Alex was a little out of step, his prosthetic leg probably making it harder.

Farah was now dancing with one of the pretty Shadows. The two of them twirling around.

Even Alejandro and Rodolfo were staring at each other, Rudy's hand was on Alejandro's chest.

Fuck. He didn't have anyone around.

Price looked back up at Graves who had looked away but somehow a few more of his buttons had come undone. His head tilted back, showing off a pretty neck. Fuck, his chest was heaving, breath puffing out of him.

They were making eye contact again. Graves licked his bottom lip and drank more of his whiskey.

Price got up and went to the bathroom. He took off his hat for a moment and splashed his face with water to try to sober up a little.

"Price." That fucking accent sounded from behind him. Maybe he should've hid in one of the stalls. But that would've felt juvenile.

"Graves." He looked in the mirror at him.

The man smiled. "Sorry if I'm interrupting. You alright?"

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I?" Price growled out, watching those red cheeks got redder.

Graves shrugged a little. "Don't know. Maybe I'm projecting on ya a little." He looked away, drinking more of the bottle.

"I'm angry."

"is it all at me?"

"No. Not just you." Price sighed and straightened up. He walked over until he was standing over him. Graves straightened up a little but he let Price take the bottle from his hand. His eyes followed his lips as he took a long drink.

Graves sighed. "Good?"

"Cheap tasting." Price tried to tease him, but it fell flat.

The pretty blue eyes peering up at him wouldn't let him go. It was infuriating. He found himself leaning down, lips pressing against Graves's, tasting the whiskey off of them. His tongue darted out to deepen it. For a blissful moment, his mouth opened up to let Price in.

Then he was turning away. "This isn't going to fuck up your team, is it?"

Price blinked and it was like reality slammed into him. "It is."

Graves smiled sadly. "John, I'd love to. But I'd be a right ass fucking up what you got going on. I think I've done enough damage."

"It'd feel great. God, I'd treat you right."

He laughed and Price felt his stomach clench. The rest of the whiskey bottle was slipped into his hand. They shared another kiss, tongues chasing each other.

"If you're sober, and still want to, go ahead and call me."

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Chapter 13 : Taking back what's yours

Masterlist

The moment she entered the Lab all eyes were on her tattered form both her hair and tail unruly, she wore a white Lab coat clutching it tightly

Blood dripping from her claws, she hissed when one of the scientists tried to approach her

Confused, Anger, ...sorrow filled her heart..as she remind the conversation earlier with some...traitor

“You're just a tool to be used until you’re useless”

Some traitor..that she used to be friends with...

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Somewhere inside Vaquero's safe house, while the others focussing on Price's banter with Shepherd, Claw sat on a chair and mindlessly brushed her fluffy tails with a brush that Alenjadro gave her.

As Price word ringing in her head

“Shepherd’s intentions were good, but the shipments were illegal and off the books.”

‘good? huh...I don't think delivering a dangerous kind of weapon is good, plus illegal ones are they making peace or making another disaster? ughh..I truly can't follow this kind of thing ’ She frowned glancing at the laptop, then she smiled satisfied with her brushing after fluffed up her tails she approached Alejandro and gave him the brush

“here Master thank you for the brushes”

“Ah no problem Gatita “ he rubbed her head as she purred,  suddenly Price stood from his chair and mumbled a curse to Shepherd he was annoyed, the hybrid stopped purring and stared at Price with her wide eyes

“Give the Hybrid to me, then I will call off the Shadow” claim Shepherd

“Nya? Me?” claimed Claw pointing at herself, Gaz quietly shushed Claw and slung his arms around her shoulder afraid that she might be snatched up right in front of his eyes

“No.Fucking.Way...she’s officially under our care, no one except her Handler herself  just transfer her into another company like that” Price growled, he glared and pointed at the screen fisting his hand hard, the others narrowing their eyebrows

“Try me Cap, many people want that girl ..do you know how much her worth is?” he leans forward to the camera

“she even more worth than the missile Itself...I'm sure..you already know that..” Shepherd smirked as Price slammed the laptop shut pursing his lips and glancing at Claw who anxiously placed her hand on her thumping chest

He knows the reason why she has more value than the missile after all, he does watch and read the file inside that flash disk Professor gave him

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The Vaqueros and 141 circled the table declaring to take back Los Vaqueros' base from Grave clutches, Claw swirled her tails listening to each word then Gaz picked up a bag and threw a bunch of skeleton balaclava on the table, each of them put on the balaclava

She was still a little bit flabbergasted when Ghost chuck up his mask, staring at Ghost with her wide eyes he cocked his eyebrows

“got something on my face Claw?” ask Ghost still on bare face

“Master Ghost..” an awe look plastered against her face

“hm?”

“you’re so handsome..”

Some of them coughed and some of them snickered, while Ghost staring at her wide eyes did not expect her to compliment him ( Soap stared at him with jealousy)

“S-shouldn’t you put on your mask Claw?” averting his gaze from Claw, Ghost tried to hide his redded face by putting on his mask

“O-oh! Yes!..but where –“The hybrid snapped her gaze as she searched for her mask

“Here Claw got this one just for you” claims Price as he approaches Claw putting on her balaclava

The cat's ear pops out from the hole in the top of the balaclava

“there..comfortable?” Price fondly gazes at her

“Mhm! Hehe thank you Ma-Captain!~” She nodded giggling as her ears twitched excitedly, huff amused Price scratching her neck she immediately melted into his palm, Alejandro swooned and stealthily took a picture of her in a balaclava while Rudy and the Vaqueros who happened to see his act just stood there deadpanning used to his behavior.

“ck look how happy she is” Ghost clicked his tongue shaking his head

“Now now L.T..you don't want her mad at you again no?” warned Soap nudging Ghost with his elbow, Gaz tilted his head at them confused but he decided not to ask

“Let us take over back Vaqueros base yea?” asks Price

“Yes, Master! Anything for you!” Claw answered firmly, a moment Price's face frowned at her claim...

Her devotion and loyalty to the team someday may be the reason for her death

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