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Soo more detective ghost x serial killer soap au

1. How did ghost like create the mafia:

A) He like got it from his father bc his father created the mafia and then he died and then ghost became the boss and he was like: nah I'm gonna turn this into something better, and now the mafia is still there but they're like yk not like selling drugs to people or smth

Or

B) He created it himself bc he decided that he's gonna do some good, and by that, I mean he's gonna start killing the bad people and he covered it as him making a police station or whatever. And then sometime later, the 141 and some other people joined him, and now they're working together.

2. Idk about yall, but I'm all in for the idea for Johnny and Kyle being best friends. Like imagine they met a few years back when they were in high school or smth, and now Kyle is a 'police officer' and Johnny is an artist or whatever. And what if Simon doesn't tell Johnny the stuff from work because he doesn't want to think about work when he's at home, but Kyle tells him every detail of the Soap's guys case and also some other stuff from work which helps soap clean up his kills better.

I'm bored rn so actors cod au or something idk this has most likely been created already bit idc

Price would be the director of the whole thing

Laswell would be a manager

Gaz soap ghost and roach are actors

They would be well known that you heard of them but not enough to call them famous

Okay so what do yall think about a musician ghost x dancer soap?

Like ghost would make all different genres of music, but this handsome guy with a stupidly handsome Mohawk always manages to dance to it

And then people start to ship them

And then they actually meet in person and they are like: this guy is actually cool

And so they become friends and eventually fall in love, and then later they get married and live happily forever or something

Okay, so I was just on Instagram, and I saw a pause to see what trope u are, and I got masquerade, so:

Soap and ghost meeting on a masquerade ball bc something something they both are like mafia bosses or something and blah blah blah they get along and they fall in love

And it's either as simple as that or they can be enemies, but at the time of the masquerade ball, they didn't know so some time later either ghost kidnaps soap or the other way around

And then they are like: wait, I know you

And then they become enemies bc they think they can't be together and then someone threatens(?) Both gangs and so they work together and after everything they decided to work together and so soap and ghost start dating

(Also, idk about the rest, but I think that soap would be in one gang(?) With Gaz and Nik and ghost would be together with Price and Roach and maybe someone else)

So another thing to the serial killer soap x detective ghost

How would they meet?

And I have 2 versions of that:

a)

They both join the military and both retire after the events of mw2

Or

b)

They meet as teenagers in like a gym or something and soap studies art cuz he wants to be an artist amd ghost studies to be a detective

and in this version, ghosts family is alive and his father died from what? Idk 🤷‍♂️ but he's dead

Okay, so I saw and read a few of detective soap and serial killer ghosts, but I haven't seen a reverse au(I think) like yk

Ghost would be the detective, along with the rest of the 141, and soap would be the serial killer

And soap got his name from the fact thar he kills people and cleans up after. And I mean cleans. He will clean up blood and everything else, and then he would put his victims into a casual position like - if they died in a bedroom, they would be put in a sleeping like position.

And then Simon would cone home after a long day of trying to find this soap guy and there would be dinner on the table and his husband Johnny would be waiting for him by the table to ask about his day.

Okay, so what if hyena shifter soap(or anyone else idk) was the only one in the entire world?

Or more like the only shifter that we know of.

And what about making him part hyena and part something else?

Okay, so I saw a lot of fanfics about cod shifter au, and in most of them, soap is a werewolf shifter and while I love that idea

What about:

Crow shifter soap

Fox shifter soap

(You can't tell me he's not fox/crow coded)

Or

Hyena shifter soap

Cus idk about yall, but I never once in my life saw a shifter au where there was a hyena.

And I don't mean a normal hyena shifter. I mean, like, yk when werewolf transform into full shifts or whatever they turn into a big ass wolf?

Yeah, now imagine that, but with a hyena.

Okay, so another thing I thought of was with soap as a fox shifter. What about making him a kitsune? (Yk the Japanese (?) Foxes with (I think) 9 or so tails

Okay, so I saw a lot of fanfics about cod shifter au, and in most of them, soap is a werewolf shifter and while I love that idea

What about:

Crow shifter soap

Fox shifter soap

(You can't tell me he's not fox/crow coded)

Or

Hyena shifter soap

Cus idk about yall, but I never once in my life saw a shifter au where there was a hyena.

And I don't mean a normal hyena shifter. I mean, like, yk when werewolf transform into full shifts or whatever they turn into a big ass wolf?

Yeah, now imagine that, but with a hyena.

Ghost standing in the corner

(Y/n): Wtf are you doing ?

Ghost: He's coming

Soap crashes through the door: SCOTLAAAAND FORRREEEVAAAA

MDNI 18+

Johnny getting a tongue ring solely for the purpose of your heightened pleasure when he eats you out. He's obsessed with being between your thighs, craves it like a starved man, and will do anything and everything to make you beg for his mouth.

Loves the way your hips buck against his face when he glides the metal ball rhythmically over your clit. Humming into your folds as your thighs clench around his head. Meeting your heady gaze with his darkened blue stare, plunging his tongue into your wet cunt, allowing the ball to caress the top of your slick flesh.

And just when you can't take any more of his languid torture, you hear a muffled buzzing within the depths of your pussy. His tongue fiercely pressed up to the flesh of your mound, placing the vibrating ball precisely over your clit, drawing a choked groan of his name from your throat as you come against his chin. Thighs trembling around his head as he laps victoriously at your pleasured end.

"So good fer me, lass." He purrs, voice low and husky, accentuated by the constant thrumb of the ball in his mouth.

"Johnny-.." You manage with a shaky breath, hips stuttering as he drags the humming ball over your sensitive bud just to see you come apart again.

"So fuckin' sensitive. Can ya gimme another one, bonnie?"

Without giving you a moment to think, he sinks his tongue into your core once more. Keeping his face pressed firmly into your folds as he lets the constant rhythmic vibration of the ball guide you to another orgasm. Arching your back as he flicks the tip of his tongue into the clenching walls of your cunt. His growls muffled into your cavern, gripping tightly into your thighs, keeping you immobile as he pushed you into the blissful realm of overstimulation.

Only pulling back when he's satisfied with your umpteenth orgasm. Tasting his triumph in the back of his throat as he swallows down the last remainder of your pleasured undoing.

Drabbles Masterlist

Soap covered in soap

Soaf

Office worker Soap who almost poops his pants everyday, because you bring him non decaf coffee and he can't bear to tell you that he can't have dairy products.

EVERYONE STOP AND LOOK AT THESE

@/vhenan_virabelasan on instagram

them,,,

Patched up nap

im working on a kinda punk soap!!! be prepared for the final sketch to be posted soon

Idk ask my 100 dollar bottle of bourbon, oh wait... You can't because ya stole it! Just bring the bombs back before I involve ghost. We don't need a replay of what happened to the barracks.

Sergeant. Why was there explosives missing from the weapons room.

-Lt. Reaper

(Hi, new to this, trying to break that social anxiety tumblr gives me. Lt reaper is an oc of mine.)

there's nae proof it's me, reaper... besides, d'ye think wee lil me would thieve...?

Here we go again. Favorite boys × escape room round 2.

Part 1

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after the first incident, there was a sit down. Soap shows ghost videos on how you're supposed to do escape rooms

Soap: "see love, we do puzzles and try to escape like that once we ave found the keys. This isn't a Russian prison for fucks sake"

Ghost: "well you didn't specify that. You said escape, I escaped."

Soap: "..."

Ghost: "..."

Soap: "I love you but you're a menace."

fast forwards a few months, and they are signing a waver at another escape room, one that didn't have a ghosts photo up on a ban wall like he was a wanted criminal. They are then guided to a room with a metal door closing behind them. Yes, soap got one with a metal door, a passive jab at ghost and the past incident that he was never going to live down. (Johnny has a picture on his phone of ghosts banned picture that he has saved as his home screen)

The room is nice. It's a cabin themed escape room. The room was a big living room that was nicely furnished. With mutiple deer antler mounted above the fireplace.

(Reference)

Soap: *Currently reading the clue they were given to start*

Soap: "hey ghost, I think we should-"

Ghost: *Currently punching in the 3 digit code*

Soap: "ghost, I told ye we can't just guess-"

Soap is soon cut off by the click of the lock coming undone and the box opening

Soap: "how the fuck-"

Ghost: *starts a rant on how each of the deer antler mounts had a different number of tines and that there were exactly 3 over the fire place*

Soap: "ye right-"

Soap: *still convinced that his boyfriend just guessed he reads the clue. The clue telling them to look above the fireplace.. where the deer mounts were..*

Soap: "well I'll be damned.. that's one key then. Good job si."

Soap: *is genuinely impressed since ghost didn't even read the clue yet*

Ghost: *isn't showing it but is super happy that soap is impressed*.

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That's all I got for now. The next part i may expand on more of soap being a quick thinker (since he's a demolition expert). Once again, thanks for reading and feel free to leave comments, suggestions, and constructive criticism. And cred to @shythalia who commented the metal door suggestion and @littleredhotsridinghood for telling me to write part 2.

I had a thought. I may expand on said thought later but for now I'll keep it simple. Ghoap x escape room.

It was soaps idea. Booked an escape room with his boyfriend because fuck it. They get started and ghost, bless his soul, takes the term "escape as fast as you can" far too serious.

Soap: *is fiddling with a padlock* "Aye ghost, did ye find the code-"

Ghost: *punches through the door and opens the lock*

Soap: *torn between being attracted and annoyed since there was no way in hell they weren't gonna get kicked out*

Ghost: *realizing he fucked up the second soap looked at him*

*on the way home*

Ghost: "they said escape as fast as we could-"

Soap: *interruping him* "the fuckin code ghost. We were supposed to do the puzzles an find the code ye wank."

(First post. Idk how to type out how soap or ghost speak so bare with me on this one.)

Part 2

TF141+Vaqueros as Elementary School Teachers AU

Characters involved: John Price, Kyle “Gaz” Garrick, Johnny “Soap” Mactavish, Simon “Ghost” Riley, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra

Warnings: One mention of bullying

WC: 1.3k

Notes: Irl I actually work for an elementary school and this is how I feel the soldiers would be as teachers and what they’d teach. In this AU they’ve never been soldiers. I do have plans for Farah, Alex, Nikolai, and Graves in this au. I may make this into an actual fanfic if there is enough interest.

Ghost-Kindergarten

Ghost is a veteran teacher coming in the second year of the school's opening. Knowing that students are snotty and don’t cover their mouths when they cough so he wears a face mask around them. Despite his large frame and the dark clothes, his kids flock to him. They love to sit on his lap during story time and cuddle against him during nap time. His dry sense of humor along with his natural leadership kindergarteners become comfortable and confident at the start of their school life. He is deeply protective of his class seeing them as still young and innocent. If he catches any older student picking on one of his kids he’ll come up behind them without a sound like a ghost escorting them to the principal's office. His children affectionately call him Mr.Riley but the other kids who were never in his class call him Ghost due to his more closed off personality and strictness with the higher grades. Ghosts classroom is filled with bright colors and mats in the corner ready for nap time right after lunch.

Price- 1st and 2nd Grade Special Ed

Price has been in the school ever since it has opened along with Alejandro. He knows every staff member and does his best to learn and remember every student's names in the school. His calloused hands hold his kids small hands through the halls making sure they don’t run off and get lost or hurt. His steady and sure personality helps with his little ones having tough times, getting overstimulated, or dealing with big emotions that they don’t know how to deal with. He's able to read situations and his students quickly knowing what to do and how to help. He joins in with his students doing their breaks with little dances, holding their hands and shimmying with them encouraging their playfulness while keeping an eye out for any potential problems. From the years of working at the school he has learned that he needs to either bend or break the rules to get proper accommodations to help his children whether it be ipads for nonverbal students, earmuffs, etc he’ll do anything to make sure his kids are happy. His classroom is set up practically and a little more sparsely than the other classrooms, not because there isn’t a lot of things its more that its organized so his students know where things go throughout the day.

Soap- 2nd Grade

Soap is one of the newer teachers still with enough energy to keep up with the students. He’s the joker, out of every other teacher he’s able to make any student laugh the loudest. He goes all in for each student making sure to hear their laugh at least once a day from doing dad jokes from falling on his face. He makes sure his students are learning but he doesn’t want his students' brains to melt from studying too much so he participates in brain breaks with them such as doing dance battles or even simon says. He affectionately calls his kids lads and lasses, in his eyes they can do no wrong so he redirects them and talks to them about what's wrong, unless if there was a case of hitting or bullying. When one of his kids gets a warhawk to look just like him he almost cries tears of joy ready to sweep the kid up in a massive hug. His room consists of big desks where the students can sit at a table with a large amount of space in the back with a rug for brain breaks and library time with his students.

Kyle- 3rd Grade

Kyle is one of the newer teachers like Soap but he knows for third grade they don’t need that overwhelming energy anymore. His presence is calming and positive for his students making them feel more relaxed compared to other classes. He wants his classroom to be a safe place for his students, to feel at ease while learning. In the eyes of the students (specifically his students) he is the calmest teacher at the school. He cares for each one of his students and if he sees one of them not being their usual self he’ll subtly pull his student out of the class to make sure everything is alright. As he walks through the halls, is doing lunch duty, or playground duty he is being constantly tackled by children wanting a hug or having other little kids wanting to show him something cool they found. He softly chuckles and hugs each student giving them a pat on the head despite knowing most likely he's going to get sick from them hugging him all the time. His room is very cozy, never using the harsh overhead lights but with many lamps with warm lights along with a variety of different places his students can sit to read or just to relax.

Alejandro-4th Grade Math and Science

Alejandro started teaching along with Price at the beginning of the school's opening. He is extremely proud of each and every class that has ever passed through having his class. Alejandro and Rodolfo share a class of 40, 20 in each class so the students can get used to switching classes for middle school. He calls his students his “pequeño

vaqueros y vaqueras” (his small cowboys and cowgirls). He believes that his students are the absolute best out of any other class in the whole school always talking and showing off his amazing students. He is willing to go to any lengths to help a student who is confused wanting for his students to unlock their full potentials. He is by far the loudest teacher in the school whether it be his normal talking voice, laughing at an awful joke, or yelling at a student trying to throw food at someone in the cafeteria. He believes in punishment for those who have been wronged whether it be a student being picked on or a horrible rumor. He’s the voice for the students willing to do anything to get proper accommodations just like Price, even if it means going against the higher ups. His room is a little less decorated than the others since he and rodolfo is prepping the students for middle school. The desks are in a half circle with big pieces of paper on the wall with big writing showing off math equations or science they are currently learning.

Rodolfo-4th grade Reading, Writing, and History

Rodlfo joined the school a year after John and Alejandro. Just like Alejandro he is extremely proud of each student and calls them his “príncipes y princesas” (princes and princesses). He and Kyle are some of the most hugged teachers in the school. He teaches his kids the curriculum along with some extra fairy tales if they finish their work before the class ends. On special days if his students have been behaving he lets them watch movies of the books they are reading. Whether summer or winter he is usually wearing his gray sweatshirt which is how his students identify him in the school. He is one of the kindest and laid back teachers in the school only beaten by Kyle. His students like to spend their lunches and sometimes even recesses in his room. A lot of students ask him and Alejandro if they are siblings, although at first they saw it as cute but after being constantly asked by every student, they made matching shirts that say “we’re not brothers”. Rodolfos class has many books along with desks paired in twos for group work. There is a big desk in the back so he can have small groups talking about books they are reading, stories they are writing, or specific parts of history they are learning.

It's a secret...¡! ❞

John 'Soap' Mactavish x female!reader

!!warnings: fluff-angst, stitching, shooting, nothing really ig just Soap being romantic, love at first sight, not too much build up i apologize

English isn't my first language! I apologize for any gramatical mistakes

Soap is in an undercover mission, working as a barista at a famous cafeteria where people come and go everyday. His target? A terrorist that was threatening to blow up the Big Ben, the reasons? Nobody knew.

They had a profile of the terrorist, a man with black hairs, blue eyes, long neck and the tattoo of a star on his wrist. For some reason, that guy seemed to enjoy cold coffee every morning before killing some civils, something sweet to start the day before commiting crimes.

Soap got the morning shift, working from 8am to 3pm everyday, hoping to catch the son of a bitch... And that's where you appear at the story, you arrived there everyday at 10am, ordered some frappuccino with extra cream and milk and then sat down, works for one hour and left

He didn't payed attention to you before the third day or so when he started noticing how frequent you where, entering at 10am and leaving at 11:50am exactly, maybe you were just a perfectionist, maybe you were involved in the terrorist's plan. He learned your name, your order and when he least imagined, he was doing your order before you even arrived at the cafeteria, everything ready one hour before you were there.

His teammates noticed it and kept telling him to focus on the target — not on the pretty girl that showed up everyday and definitely wasn't making his heart beat faster. You had those tired eyes that were captivating and your hair that was messy in the right measure every morning, as if you woke up late and got ready in a hurry.

After a week, the terrorist finally shows up and as expected, a fight starts on the cafeteria and unfortunately, you were one of the civil that got injured, you were hit by a bullet in your arm, the one you used for everything. He hears your screams and he is scared, he only know you for a week and is already so in love with you.

He lets Ghost takes the top on the conflict and rushes to you, kneeling down in front of you while you have your arm bleeding, crying in pain and fear.

"shh, shh, it's okay, it's okay, you'll be okay, It only hit the tissue, your bones are fine, c'mon, you're a strong woman." Soap says in a soft tone, trying to calm you down. You were panicking, of course, you were used to a calm, cozy life and that cafeteria was your favorite place and now there is a shooting happening right in front of your eyes.

Seeing your despair and how intense the shooting was getting, he picks you up and runs with you to the back of the cafeteria, the deposit. He carefully puts you down and picks a first aid kit.

"Look, this is going to hurt okay? Here, have this." He says, looking at you with those worried eyes as he gives you a piece of cloth to bite, He takes tweezers and carefully penetrates the hole in your arm and you screams of discomfort and pain, after a few seconds of pure agony, he manages to take it off. "Look, it wasn't that bad.." he says softly, smiling at you, the piece of cloth in your mouth all wet in tears and saliva, falling into the ground as you pant.

He puts stitches in your arm, they are temporary until you get a better one from a doctor. He takes off a sandwich and orange juice in a box from his backpack and gives it to you, "You must be feeling weak, you lost a lot of blood." You take the sandwich and take a small, weak bite, "Thanks.." you says in a weak, shaky voice.

He smiles and stands up, "stay here, I'm gonna be back in a while." He says and leaves, not without giving you one last look. At least you were safe and that calmed his heart.

The shooting continued but now the terrorist had some backup and almost managed to escape but fortunately, captain Price captured him before he could run away. Soap had a few bruises, Gaz was injured but nothing too serious and Ghost and Price was fine.

He came back to where he left you and... You weren't there, the only thing left behind was the box of orange juice and blood. His heart stops, his legs are weak, his eyes starts watering, where are you? Did he lost you? Did you-

"Ah..it's you, I'm sorry." Your voice comes out of the deposit's boxes and Soap looks around frenetically, you come out from behind one of the boxes, like a cat checking if everything was alright, he runs to you and hugs you, lifting you up.

"Oh god, I thought i had lost you." He cries, hugging you tightly, you hug back, of course, he is your saviour. You had just hid behind the boxes when you heard him coming back, afraid if it wasn't him.

He lets you go after a while and takes your hand, "c'mon, let's get you to a doctor." He says, leading you outside, where a squad of doctos and nurses were helping the injured. He helps you get inside the ambulance and waves at you as the ambulances drives away and you wave back, of course.

He had captured your heart and you captured his but you two couldn't be together... For now.

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Hope you enjoyed it! I think I'm gonna do a second part of this!

My requests are open.

soap, the hype man - platonic tf141

it doesn't matter what you're doing. could be lifting, could be tying your damn shoelaces. soap is in your corner like you're about to shatter a world record. you're kneeling down to stretch your calves before starting your actual workout, barely even breathing hard yet, and from across the gym, a certain scotsman's voice literally echoes. "LET'S GOO, Y/N!!" you flinch so hard you almost pull something. soap's hyped (what is he on?), clapping his hands like you just deadlifted a helicopter. ghost, somewhere behind you, mutters, "for fuck's sake, mactavish." sighs into his hoodie like he regrets all his life choices. but makes no move to stop him. wooow... so nice of him... "I'm literally just stretching." you point out, trying to wave him off. keyword: TRYING. he squats down next to you (his ass jiggled btw, it's the physics of that thang) like an overenthusiastic couch. “Aye, and ye’re listnin’ it! Stretch those muscles, champion! Ye’re killin’ it, wee yin!” you haven't even started your actual workout, hell, hadn't even finished stretching, and somehow you already feel like you've been through an entire motivational seminar. with a sports commentator presenting. price pretends to not know any of you. you're the only ones in the base gym. yet, he sees simon only. proceeds to walk by and mutter something about "bloody children" under his breath. wow. i see how it is... gaz decides to make it worse. thanks a lot! really helpful, pooks. before you know it, two men are squatting next to you. blink twice if you need help. “let’s get it, superstar!” he yells. “show that yoga mat who’s boss!”

soap fist-bumps him. “see?! that’s teamwork, baby!” price leaves the room. you turn the volume up for your music. --- writer's note: is this cringe? i literally can't tell. anyway, I think I'd cry if this happened to me. #justiceforreader!!

the tf141's habits - tf141 hcs

some habits need pysch evaluations. John Price - sleep? what is that? he doesn't trust sleep. literally sets alarms every 90 minutes. reasoning? "just in case." - tea tempering. he brews his tea like it's a blood ritual. if someone dares microwave water, he looks at them like it's treason. - talks to himself. mutters FULL conversations under his breath. gaz once heard him win an argument against himself in three different accents. at least he won. - smokes in the rain. claims it "feels cleaner." soap is convinced he's just romanticising depression. (he is) - stares into the middle distance. like he's waiting for nameless dread to walk through a door. you mimicked it once, he looked over, then proceeded to nod in approval. Simon "Ghost" Riley - refuses to touch public doorknobs. always uses his sleeve or foot. - watches people sleep. not in a creepy way (trust me, I'm the bedframe). he just stands there. he especially does it with you, because he just wants to make sure you're sleeping alright :(( - silent meals. eats like he's in a hostage negotiation. no chewing sounds. no talking. just... silence. like the silence where you can hear your own sins echo. John "Soap" Mactavish - wears mismatched socks on purpose. - eats raw instant ramen like chips. straight up bites it. no shame. (but is being shamed) - shower karaoke. full concert. echoes through base walls. - keeps a stress ball. not for squeezing. but for throwing. he throws the ball at people. - talks in third person during high-adrenaline moments. "soap's got this. soap doesn't die today." when you ask who soap is, his response is: "the main character lass/lad" - carries 7 knives. refers to them by name. one is named "susan." do not ask why. Kyle "Gaz" Garrick - schedules his breakdowns. like it's a business meeting. always 4pm sharp, and he brings snacks. - corrects people's grammar while being shot at. soap once yelled "WHERE THEY AT" gaz's response? "where are they, you mean" - colour codes his gear. not because it's practical, but because it looks nice. - keeps a spreadsheet of everyone's favourite snacks. he'll randomly give you your favourite crisps at the end of a mission :D - gossips. like full-on podcast voice when gossiping with you. soap joins in sometimes. gossip girls... remastered. --- writer's note: hi again! second post :) again, I'm writing this at 8am with no sleep. literally dying rn. apologies if there are any typos. much love xx

You Don’t Send A Man To Do A Woman’s Job

Johnny “Soap” MacTavish x F! Reader

Summary: Heavily Inspired by the Fast Furious scene with Gal Gadot. While trying to figure out how to get intel on Makarov Y/N’s quick thinking & feminine ways help gain that intel much to surprise to Soap

Warnings: Sexual themes, seduction, mentions of female body parts

Being in the military definitely had it pitfalls sometimes it could mean sitting in a remote shack for days or even not having running water. But it definitely did have its perks. This was one of them. Drinking frozen Margaritas in the Bahamas Y/N, Soap, & Gaz all stood around a high top table staring at a group of Russians. They were given a tip that some of Makarov’s men were on vacation here. Soap & Gaz were bickering over what was the best way to gain intel off of them. Ghost & Captain Price were planted on the roof of the resort god forbid things went south.

“And how do you propose we do that? We can’t exactly just plant a device wherever we wanted to.” Soap replied with attitude. Gaz rolled his eyes & before he could even respond Price came over the radio.

“Oi knock it off you two!” He shouted. “Figure a plan out and let us know.” He sounded beyond frustrated & rightfully so. Y/N kept staring at them brainstorming ways she herself could be of assistance. Then she saw a very attractive blonde woman flirt with the armed guards outside of the cabana. It clearly drew attention to her & the the Russians invited her in. She plopped herself down onto one of their laps & accepted one of their drinks. A light bulb went off in her head.

“Guys.” She said trying to gain their attention. They started to bicker again & completely ignored her. “Soap? Gaz?” She tried again to no avail. “Fuck it, I’m going in Captain. Just make sure you’re recording their conversations.” She said into her hidden ear piece & whipped off her leopard coverup to reveal a cheeky red bikini. As she started to walk away both Soap & Gaz stopped talking.

“Steamin’ Jesus.” Soap said. Ghost & Price both chucked at the expense of his reaction. Everyone knew Soap had a thing for you it was so incredibly painfully obvious to everyone except you. He couldn’t help but admire the way your bikini bottoms hugged your ass or the fact your toned legs stretched on for miles. He licked his lips at the sight.

As she walked towards the cabana she gained some unwanted attention from men scattered all over the pool, but it didn’t phase her. She was on a mission & was determined. Once she made it to the cabana she started to flirt with the armed guards. With her breasts pushed up in her bikini top & her famous smile she had gained the attention of one of the Russians.

“It’s fine Ivan, let the beautiful American woman in.” One of the men said. “Come sit.” He beckoned her to come in & sit down. She sat on the arm of his chair & he immediately grabbed a handful of her ass. Then he said made a remark to his friend in Russian about how good your ass felt. To his knowledge you had absolutely no idea what he was talking about. But after being part of the US Army’s psychological warfare division Russian was one of five language you knew.

Back at the high top, Soap was ready to fight the man who grabbed you. Gaz almost had to physically restrain him.

“Think of the mission, Soap.” He reminded him. Soap grumbled to himself & started to mope into his drink. Over the next hour she had gained some of the most important intel about weapons, imports, exports, hell the whole operation. Soon the Russians started to get up to excuse themselves for dinner.

The man she had been sitting with, whom she come to know as Andrei invited her to dinner. She accepted even though she wouldn’t be attending. A small piece of her felt bad for lying. But she quickly reminded herself these men were war criminals. They profited off of the murder of children, women, & families. Once all of them were gone she walked back over to the high top where Soap & Gaz were.

Soap took the time to take in the sight of her walking towards them. Her breasts bouncing with each step, & the way her hips swayed. He was undressing her with his eyes & imagined her without that damn red bikini. Once she reached the table she put the cover up back on covering her body.

“So how much intel did you gain?” Gaz asked.

“More then we needed.” She replied.

“I have to ask, how on the Earth did you accomplish that?” Soap asked. She turned to him & smirked.

“It’s easy MacTavish, you don’t send a man to do a woman’s job.” She replied.

can you draw more gay people

what these ones

Patched up nap

Making terrible financial decisions is my passion

I caved

I am not immune to the babygirl