Ghostcod Stories

They call her Jester because she laughs when the world breaks. Recruited from the shadows and sharpened into a weapon, she was never meant to belong anywhere-until Task Force 141. In the quiet spaces between missions, something dangerous takes root. Not violence. Not madness. Something worse. Attachment. Price steadies her, Soap pulls laughter from her, Gaz reminds her where the line is, and Ghost... sees the person she might have been if the world had been kinder. But Jester doesn't understand love the way others do. To her, it isn't soft. It isn't patient. It's survival. It's sacrifice. It's doing whatever it takes to make sure the people she's claimed as hers keep breathing-even if it costs her everything. Because once you've lived without a family... you don't survive losing one.

This wasn't an unfamiliar place, you've been in his bed before. Though not for work duties. Ghost didn't mind that you made yourself comfortable as long as he got to finish his work. You lost yourself in your phone when you suddenly heard a knock on his door. "Enter" Ghost said, and the door creaked open. Your eyes shifted towards the door. A tall and dark figure entered his room. "How can I help L.T?" König said before he laid eyes on you. He stiffened up a bit before relaxing his shoulders and stepped closer to Ghost's desk. "Hi König" you said in a light, casual voice before looking back at your phone. He winked at you before Ghost started to ask him questions about work related things.

A slow-burn Call of Duty: Modern Warfare II story - told through your eyes. Book 1 and 2 combined You weren't supposed to survive that sniper's bullet. You weren't supposed to matter to him. But Ghost saved you anyway. Now, thrown together on a mission where you must pose as husband and wife, the lines between orders and desire blur. Behind the mask is a man you should never love-cold, broken, dangerous. And just when you think you can trust him... the real enemy is already watching. Finished November 2025 Cover made by @Felicity14445

ALL OF THESE ONESHOTS ARE MADE WITH THE HELP OF C.AI

Not consistent updates Probably some others as well <3

When Task force 141 go out to celebrate a successful mission, when a waitress catches Ghost's eye. Will he succumb to his feelings and finally open up to someone after years of keeping to himself, or will he ignore these sudden feelings?

A collection of sweet, lovey-dovey oneshots of a game character, Simon Riley. Please refrain from copying my content. You can consider this a personal manifestation diary. Thank you and enjoy.

Leonard ivanov: a caring colonel of a task force what if he had an unexpected incounter with the task force 141? How woild that go? How would david, alex, or Arthur react well let's see.... I always thought what if my characters was in cod? When if y/n (yn) was there too? Well my favorite character is roach i was sad at his death but lets just make a story abt it.

you got hurt in combat bro now mr simon is being nice lowkey

It had been years since the Sky People came to Eywa'eveng and ever since they arrived, they brought war and bloodshed with them. The Omatikaya had to be on guard at all times, a moment of weakness could result in their elimination. Swaylu, one of the six children of the Olo'eykte and the Tsahik, remembered the stories of the Na'vi from their sister tribes that had sought refuge in Kelutral. They told stories of seeing their homes burned down, their family murdered in front of them, and the animals they cherished slaughtered. The Sky People didn't want peace, they wanted control. Books and goods were handed to them as a peace offering, but nothing can mend the wound the Sky People carved into the hearts of the Na'vi. Swaylu knew more than anyone about the horrors the Sky People brought with them. However, as he held his bow and arrow, aiming for one of the dream walker's heads, he received a sign from Eywa. And, he couldn't bring himself to kill the dream walker. OR An Avatar AU for AleRudy and GhostSoap (This is published on AO3 by my other account 'beelzzzzebub,' go check it out if you want to.)

Simon "Ghost" Riley was shot and lit on fire in 2016, yet still stood alive and active in 2022. What happened to him and how did he survive the betrayal and execution planned out by General Shepherd? This Fanfic will tie off that loose end. Meet Dr. Maxym Angeloff, a mystery of a loner, and a stubborn doctor to his newest patient.

NSFW "I took a picture of Price's PowerPoint, I'll send it to you" you said as you opened your camera roll and started scrolling. "Found it!" Hitting the send button as you looked up at Ghost. A quick glance back down at your phone made your heart skip a beat. Fucking hell... Your eyes widened in a sudden shock. You accidentally sent another picture as well. You must have pressed it while scrolling through your camera roll.

❝ You only love the image of me you've created inside your head.. you never truly loved me,.. . . . did you? ❞ α gнσѕт ησνєℓ . ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅᴇʀꜱ ! ៚ All characters in the story (except oc') belong to the developers of Call of Duty. ៚ Further chapters may contain mature themes so please read w/ caution. ៚ Please do NOT steal the storyline. ៚ May or may not rewrite soon. . 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟎𝟕/𝟐𝟓/𝟐𝟒 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: 𝟎𝟕/𝟐𝟓/𝟐𝟒 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 :

MCU x CoD trust me when I tell you guys this has been in my head a while 😔😔😔

𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝒀 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝑺𝒐𝒂𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑮𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕. (𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒃𝒕𝒘) 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 🧼- 𝒐𝒓 💀-,𝑰'𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒂𝒛𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒀𝑶𝑼, 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹, 𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝑺𝑶𝑨𝑷. 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓. (𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒕𝒘 😋) 𝑺𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕, 𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆! 😊

Ghost is transported to an untouched world by future generations in 458 BC, Greece, where he meets Alkibie, a mercenary who is hunting a cult. How is she going to help him? (Ghost é transportado para um mundo intocado pelo futura geração, em 458 AC, Grécia, onde ele conhece Alkibie, uma mercenária que está caçando um culto. Como ela vai ajudar ele?)

Ghost and Reader

being a housewife in a small village has its perks. namely Simon Riley. brave soldier playing house. cw: cheating, faint misogyny in the background and my bad english

-Grim let's himself think about Death, contemplating the difference of three lives lived, two names lost and one name gained, and then the next day he gets news of his reassignment from a solo operator to a team. [Part IV of Callsign: GRIM]