Johnnymactavish Stories

She fought the world to drown her demons - and found someone who refused to sink. John "Soap" MacTavish x OC

When Task Force 141 is forced to merge with another elite team after a botched op in Eastern Europe, Soap MacTavish fins himself stuck working by side-by-side with the one man he can't stand - the cold, calculating and unflinchingly silent Simon "Ghost" Riley.

- in which Grim remembers, feels and observes while Ghost recovers two days after their mission to Russia. [part VI of Callsign: GRIM]

Story status: on hiatus // Just a little fanfic im writing in my freetime lol // basically just a female soldier joining task force 141 // 13+ (blood, battles, mentions of dr^gs, cartel, cussing, and ofc death) // i have 0 experience with the british/mexican army besides MW2 so bare with me // Minor-Friendly, No MDNI/NSFW besides gore

Vitara "Crimson" Lynn is no ordinary military woman, being raised in war and chaos, she gets recruited to help out task force 141 and gets close to the men. but all soldiers have hidden secrets, will they accept her if they find out hers? or will it rain Crimson in the end.

𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎: ꜱᴇʀɢᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴀʀɪᴀ ʙᴀᴋᴇʀ 𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗: ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴇxᴛʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟɪꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪɴɢᴜɪꜱᴛɪᴄ ᴇxᴘᴇʀᴛ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀᴅɪɴᴀʀʏ, ꜱᴇᴇɪɴɢ ᴀꜱ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴊᴏʙ. ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴄᴀʟʟ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ᴘʀɪᴄᴇ, ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ʜᴀᴅɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ-ᴅᴏ ʟɪꜱᴛ. "𝕎𝔼 ℕ𝔼𝔼𝔻 𝕐𝕆𝕌ℝ ℍ𝔼𝕃ℙ, 𝔹𝔸𝕂𝔼ℝ." ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ʀᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ ꜱʜᴇ ᴀɢʀᴇᴇᴅ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ'ꜱ. ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴄʜɴɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴏᴡᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ. ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ, ꜱʜᴇ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛɪɴɢ. ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇʟᴅ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴅʏɴᴀᴍɪᴄ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴅᴇꜰɪɴɪᴛᴇʟʏ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ. ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜱʜᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ. "𝕎ℍ𝔼ℕ 𝔻𝕆 𝕎𝔼 𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ𝕋?"

This is the worst title in existence i swear- Anyway, to get off of using AI for fun, I've decided to make a story with me and my Call Of Duty Character in it! Including most of the TF-141, KorTac, and a few other characters from the COD fandom!! My character oc: Name: Maxx Codename: Icarus Reason for codename: On one of his recon missions across the ocean, he was given the chance to fly the helicopter. It overheated at his turn, and he and the entire team crashed into the ocean. Description: shaggy, fluffy white hair, usually pulled up in a messy ponytail or down, dark gray eyes, freckles, with a scar going from his jawline up his nose bridge. Personality: cold and calm around people he doesn't exactly know. Around new people, he usually has a hand on a knife at all times, just in case they try something. When around people, he cares a lot, and struggles trying to show it, due to trauma. He reads a lot, and pretends he doesn't need glasses - spoiler warning, he does.

- in which TF 141 finds themselves in a situation, and they watch Grim prove who he is, not knowing that they have tied themselves to him in ways not even he yet understands. [Part V of Callsign: GRIM]

Katelynn Baxter is a human experiment that was kidnapped by the organization Black Genesis at the age of 15. They are now 17 and are taking care of a 11 year old boy named Mikhail. But what happens when Mikhail is taken away from them and Katelynn now needs to run

"I had a nice plan for my career, Johnny! Get my work done, keep my head down and work my damn ass off to get to where I need to be!" "I didn't expect to fall in love either, but it happened! You're seriously mad that you love me and I love you?" John "Soap" MacTavish x reader (could end up being x OC though. not sure yet. when this bit disappears from the description, then you'll know it's x OC) (more tags to be added later. once done, this message will disappear)

"They got married... I should be happy for them, no?" "He got married to your Leannan, Soap." In this fanfiction we see things unfolding through the eyes of Angelina; a stoic young woman who got enlisted to work as a medic for the 141 Task Force. She was a mystery that many operatives wanted to figure out - or flirt with - , but only a particular operative managed to "crack her code": Johnny MacTavish. 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿Friendly Reminder: this fanfiction will have plenty of mature content: from foul language to sexual content and even mentions of violence and gore. Thread carefully, and happy reading! 💙

My description keeps deleting:..( Ghost. Soap. Price. Gaz. Alejandro. Keegan. (Others maybe, just request) C.ai bots included, links in comments! TikTok: card.declined7

You may find this on my Tumblr!! https://www.tumblr.com/callofdutydecor?source=share

didn't wanna make up some corny ass title lol WARNING: this story will include violence, mentions of assault/abuse, SMUT, and graphic depictions of nasty Gorey stuff. now I will just go ahead and mention that this isn't following the exact storyline of the game, nor have I ever been in the military. so not everything will be 100% accurate or correct regarding the missions n all that, so I apologize in advance if that's what you're looking for lol

Soap is sent to assist Ghost on what was meant to be a simple "in and out" mission. They must now get to the bottom of a betrayal within another task force. Being able to only trust each other, their partnership begins to grow into... something more. DISCLAIMER: I do not own these characters or the rights to them. They are from Call Of Duty and the property of Activision. This story is an original work using pre-existing characters (and some original).

152. The number of days he'd waited for this moment. Now, you and Soap are on the way to disarm another missile and find Makarov. But things never work out as planned.

You can find these on my TikTok as well (through the same username). I'll also post any and all new fics there in parts, then the full final here a little while after. Full warning here that some of these will contain NSFW content and will be labeled as such.

a love triangle? I don't think so...

It was their own little ritual. A dinner at her favourite restaurant on their anniversary. And even after 6 years of being with him, she still felt like a teenager when she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Little did she know, today wasn't one of their usual anniversaries.

When picking up his younger niece from daycare, Kyle finds himself head over heels at the pretty sight of one of the employees. He comes to find that he doesn't mind the task of raising his niece anymore, so long as he gets the chance to see you.