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The real barbie is Y/n.

Y/n’s a doctor, a cop, a scientist, an agent, vet, hero, villain, astronaut, lawyer, spy, criminal, artist, chef, engineer, psychologist, architect, journalist, firefighter, event planner, mechanic, photographer, musician, actor, interior designer, bartender, fashion designer, barista, florist, forensic scientist, flight attendant, profiler, tour guide, translator, etc.

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ＨＥＡＲＴ ＴＯ ＨＥＡＲＴSimon ‘Ghost’ Riley X Reader

You and Simon had something going on. God knows what it was but there was definitely something there. You understood he had a hard time with affection due to his past trauma and had to learn how to respect that. For example:

He hated PDA. I mean you weren’t big on it either but he didn’t even like to hold hands.

You understood why but it would be a lie to say it didn’t hurt your feelings slightly.

He hated taking his clothes off in front of you as they revealed the scars that littered his back. He wasn’t overtly insecure but he hadn’t had anyone see him in such a vulnerable, intimate situation for a long time.

And most of all he disliked hugs, that he didn’t initiate.

You found that the hardest to restrict.

Anytime he’d come back from a mission you’d just want to jump on him as soon as he walked through the door but to respect his boundaries you’d wait for him to make the move.

It had been five whole months since Simon had been on a mission and you weren’t even sure if he was still alive. You’d made your way to HQ ignoring the odd stares you got from the workers there and made your way outside preparing for 141s plane.

Men began to get off the plane but he was still out of sight.

Fuck fuck fuck

‘He’s gone, he’s fucking gone’ You thought

Until.

You saw a ridiculously tall figure in a skull mask climb down the stairs of the plane dragging behind three men that were all conversing. It looked like he was too until he saw you.

You’d normally think about how he might be angry with you because you were here but fucking hell you didn’t care.

You were just happy that he was alive!

You waited for him to get to the bottom of the stairs and then ran up to him wrapping your arms around his waist and leaning your head against his chest.

‘I thought you were fucking dead.’

He went stiff. He didn’t say anything in response and just stood there not even hugging you back and that’s when you remembered. You immediately pulled back beginning to apologise.

‘Oh fuck Simon I’m sorry I forgot-‘

But before you could fully apologise he’d pulled you back in holding your waist and bent over slightly to rest his head on yours.

He’d never done this before.

He hated feeling vulnerable or showing affection in front of people, but fuck he’d missed you so much.

Whenever he threw a knife through a guys fucking skull he’d think, What would y/n think of what I’m doing?

When bullets were flying past his head you were the person he thought of. How would y/n react if I got hurt? Or if I died?

And as he saw the innocent people dead and tortured on the floor he’d think, What if someone hurt y/n?

He’d chuckle slightly at that, God the things he’d do if someone dared look at you in the wrong way.

He was hugging you so tightly you honestly thought you might suffocate, you laughed into his chest ‘Jesus what’s gotten into you.’

‘Y/n I’m sorry.’

‘For what?’

‘Im fucked up, doesn’t take a genius to notice that but you’re always here. I think you deserve better than me, Im fucking difficult to love’

‘I deserve what I want. And I want you.’ You reasoned simply.

‘Fucking hell.’ He said tilting his head up. He wasn’t angry he was slightly giddy.

‘And You’re not difficult to love.’ You replied looking into his eyes holding his mask. ‘Because I love you.’

He almost shit himself when he heard that.

He was in shock to be honest.

No one had ever told him that before.

I don’t think he’d ever even felt love or know what it was like but he knew, he just knew that he felt the same way.

He held your head and kissed the top of it, then reached his hand to the lower part of your neck just above your chest. It sounded odd and probably looked odd to anyone but you two, but it was an unspoken touch that you’d both do to each other and it said three (in this case four) certain words.

Except this time he actually was able to say those words.

‘I love you too.’

(Jake and Amy | This was the only pic I found that matched my vision.)

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‘𝐼 𝐿𝐼𝒦𝐸 𝒴𝒪𝒰𝑅 𝒢𝐼𝑅𝐿𝐹𝑅𝐼𝐸𝒩𝒟 𝒮𝐼𝑅’ / Simon Riley x Female! Reader

Summary: After weeks of guessing what Ghost’s girlfriend would do for work they finally find out when they meet you, much to Ghost’s dismay.

Ghost had, had it.

He was dumb enough to answer a call from you in front of Soap and Gaz, not thinking anything of it but he was wrong.

The little shits had been non stop attempting to guess what his girlfriend looked like and what she would do for a work for nearly the whole week now.

Tuesday:

‘A goth maybe!’ Soap shouted out of nowhere

‘Oh you’re right there mate! Goth girls are fit!’

‘Can you pricks stop playing guess who and keep your fucking mouths shut.’

Wednesday:

‘Sir is your girlfriend a therapist?’ Gaz inquired.

‘Oh yeah! Maybe that’s how they met.’

‘Soap keep your fucking mouth shut.’

Thursday:

‘Oh! I know! She’s a teacher!’

‘You’ve cracked it!’ Ghost replied with fake enthusiasm.

‘Really?

‘No. Keep your eyes on the fucking road.’

It was now Friday, the squad had bagged a weekend off and were eager to get their work done so they could fully relax. And of course, Simon stupidly left his files at home.

So when he’d asked you to bring them to him he made sure to tell you to come through the back entrance (to avoid Soap and Gaz) but of course they were the first two you saw when you entered the building.

‘Why hello there miss! What can I do for you?’

You awkwardly smiled, ‘Um I’ve just brought these in for my boyfriend he forgot them at home.’

Soap took a look at the files and his heart dropped. There were some fucked up things in those files why would your boyfriend just let you have them?

‘Whose the lucky guy? And why would he let you see those?’

You laughed, ‘Simon Riley. And trust me I’ve seen worse.’

‘Oh my fucking god! Gaz!’

The man named Gaz turned around from where he was standing. ‘What.’

The man with the Mohawk repeatedly pointed at you with a big smile on his face. ‘Ghosts girlfriend!’

Gaz immediately ran over to you and started asking you a million questions.

‘You guys are very sweet -in a way but can you just tell me where Simon is and I’ll answer your questions.’

Soap grabbed your hand and dragged you to Ghosts office as quick as he could because he wanted to get answers immediately.

When Ghost looked up he groaned.

Was he happy to see you? Without a doubt

Was he happy to see you with his very inquisitive co workers? No comment.

‘Simon, I have your files.’ you said handing them to him

‘Thanks love.’ He replied pulling out a chair for you to join him at his desk.

You both awkwardly turned to Gaz and Soap as they were just stood there staring at the two of you smirking.

‘You two. Out.’

‘Yes sir.’ Gaz said immediately going to walk out but Soap held the door handle.

‘Sir I will never bother you ever again-‘

‘I find that hard to believe.’ He interrupted and you laughed.

‘Just please let me ask her one question.’

He rolled his eyes

‘That’s fine with me but ask Y/n first.’

Soap looked to you and you nodded. ‘Ask away mate.’

‘What do you do for work?’

Ghost scoffed and you looked at him confused but still answered.

‘I’m a forensic pathologist.’

They gave you a blank expression.

‘I do autopsies, collect evidence from crime scenes to do tests on.’

They finally picked up on it.

‘Oh my god! That’s so cool.’

Gaz was all ears, ‘What’s the most fucked up thing you’ve seen.’

‘One question lad.’ Ghost said gesturing to the door.

You laughed. ‘This won’t be the last you’ll see of me boys, Laswell actually requested my help for this mission so don’t worry you can ask me more questions.’

When Gaz and Soap finally left you turned to your boyfriend.

‘They’re sweet.’

‘Are they?’

‘Oh don’t lie you love them really.’

At the end of the day, Ghost walked you to the exit and waved you goodbye.

‘See you when you get home! Love you.’ You said

‘Love you too.’ He replied and as soon as he turned around his two friends stood eagerly behind him.

The pair were laughing and smiling untill they noticed the look their mate was giving them.Gaz was now shitting himself and didn’t want to dig his grave any further but Soap tried to sweet talk him.

‘I like your girlfriend sir. You did well she’s… wow.’

‘Shut up Soap fucking hell.’

(Mick and Stacy Thomson. Mick reminds me of ghost in a way.)

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safe place| Simon Riley X Reader

Summary: After witnessing your first death on a mission, ghost comforts you in an odd way.

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Blood.

It was everywhere. It covered the floor it covered your face, your hair, your uniform and it covered Ghost.

A soldier you and Ghost had been working with for the past month was dead.

Blown up by an enemy grenade.

All you could remember was your ears ringing and your heart aching. Ghost had grabbed your arm and you both set off running to the nearest safe house.When you’d arrived you rushed into the bathroom, Ghost followed immediately.

You both began stripping your now blood soaked uniforms and your clothes underneath. You both didn’t really care about being exposed in front of each other. You just wanted to wash off the blood of your dead friend.

But you seemed to want to more.

Ghost was used to seeing people die so he didn’t really care as much, but you were shaking, trying to pull off your uniform as quick as possible.

You were both in your underwear now and he still had his balaclava on. You both stood awkwardly staring at each other until you turned around allowing some privacy for him and he did the same.

You both stripped making sure to not turn around, yet you both wanted to. To just see what one another looked like properly, to know each other and feel content.

You both stepped into the bath still not facing eachother and the water quickly turned red

You tried to hold it in you really did but it was too much, too fucking much.

He heard your slight sniffles and began to internally curse. Fuck sake.

‘I’m so sorry sir, this is so unprofessional.’

Oh god he didn’t even care. Being professional was completely out of the window, you both were sitting naked in a bathtub for gods sakes.

‘This is my first loss on a mission I’m just not used to it.’

He found this rather funny. You two were so different. He knew loss, loneliness and grief better than he actually knew himself whereas you were the opposite. You’d never experienced loss like he had, until now and this was only the beginning.

He tilted his head up and leaned backwards pressing his large back against yours.

It surprised you.

Simon Riley showing affection?

You moved forward as you were still slightly unsettled, but then steadied your breathing and moved back into the contact.

‘I remember my first loss.’ He started.

‘I reacted like you, just less tears.’

You let out a breath through your nose smiling. You couldn’t laugh properly but you wanted to let Ghost know that what he’d said had cheered you up slightly.

‘It’s fucking miserable to say, but you just get used to it.’

You nodded, even though he couldn’t see you.

He then found himself acting with his heart rather than his head. Something he had not done in years.

You just had that affect on him.

He reached down into the now red water and grabbed your hand.

You flinched slightly, not expecting it but when you realised where you were and who you were with you felt safe.

Ironically.

You grabbed his hand back. And you both just sat in the tub for a few minutes.

To anyone else you would’ve looked crazy. Sat in a tiny, dirty bathtub, with blood stained water, back to back naked with your co worker holding hands.

But to the two of you it meant something.

It was a simple unspoken gesture but it made you two feel safe. And that’s all you both wanted to feel, for as long as you could feel.

Safe.

Whilst it seemed like the world around you was burning, you had each other and that’s all you needed.

(reminded me of this scene from casino royale.)

Happy new year!!

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Soap:

You’d be going somewhere for a few days. Perhaps to visit family or an old friend and Soap didn’t quite realise how much it would affect him.

He’d miss you so much and everything he did made him think of you:

Watching a show? He’d think about how much you’d love it, or how you would loudly complain about how shit it was.

Seeing a funny tiktok? He’d think about the look on your face when he showed you the video which would either be delight or disappointment .

Showering? He’d think about how sometimes you’d scare the shit out of him or how you’d sometimes either join him or just sit on the floor reading whilst having a normal everyday conversation and neither of you thought it was unusual, even after your friends told you that they’ve never done that with their partners.

Sleeping? He’d lay awake thinking about how you’d normally be in bed clutching his waist tightly as you wrapped a leg over his hip in your sleep- securing him in.

It was a struggle to get a glass of water at night for poor Soap.

He missed you so much that he actually was in pain. He tried to talk to the boys about it and they all gave each other a look.

‘Soap son, I think you might be in love.’ Price would say and that’s when he realised.

He was in love with you.

He’d sprint home get in his car and drive to wherever you were.

You’d just so happen to be in restaurant having a conversation with whoever when he sees you he asks to talk to you outside.

‘Soap!’ You laughed, as soon as you got outside. ‘What are you doing here?’

‘Y/n l/n I fucking love you.’

‘What?’ You asked softly in slight disbelief.

‘I love you.’

You felt your eyes become a little glassy. Soap had driven for at least an hour, gone to the address you were staying at only for your friend to tell him that you were out at dinner. And he still didn’t give up. He ran (by the looks of it) to the restaurant and confessed his love for you.

‘Oh Johnny, I fucking love you too.’

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Ghost:

Ghost would realise he was in love with you before you start dating. Let’s just say you two worked together. He was obviously very reserved at first having walls built up around him keeping all of his trauma in.

That was until you rocked up with a sledgehammer and broke down the walls gradually one by one. You’d eventually gotten close to Simon and was his number one to talk to, to go out with, to just sit with in silence.

He felt most comfortable with you.

Despite being comfortable with eachother you knew to respect his boundaries, and he knew how to respect yours. If there were things you didn’t want to tell each other you both knew not to push it, you’d tell one another in your own time.

One night, it was particularly rough for Ghost. The nightmares were getting worse he felt like he was going to have a panic attack and he couldn’t get the horrible images of his past out of his head.

He was about to pull an all nighter and just sit by himself until he looked over at his wall. It was a picture you had gotten framed and put up for his birthday. The picture was of you and him and Soap as he accidentally photobombed the two of you.

Gaz had taken it at a Christmas party. Soap was behind Ghost and had stuck some stupid reindeer antlers on him and you had a Santa hat on. You looked amazing in the photo and were smiling so brightly and that’s when ghost remembered your words.

‘Simon don’t suffer by yourself, I don’t care if it’s 3 in the morning , a natural disaster is taking place or the world is ending. You need to talk come over. I’ll be here.’

No one had ever said that to him before…ever.

You really did look out for him.

He looked at your picture once more and sighed.

Fuck it.

He grabbed his car keys and drove over to your place. When you answered the door he took in your appearance. You were in your pyjamas which consisted of an old band shirt and some skimpy shorts. Your hair was a little messy but it still looked good.

‘Ghost? You alright mate?’

He took a deep breath and simply shook his head, he was too embarrassed to actually say it out loud. It made him feel weak.

You took his hand leading him into the apartment and sat him on the sofa putting on some shit tv to distract him. He watched it whilst you made cups of tea.

‘Wanna talk about it?’ You asked.

‘Not really.’ He simply said.

He noticed that you didn’t make a face to show that you were annoyed.

Surely you’d be angry right? He’d woken you up at 2 in the morning because he wasn’t okay but didn’t want to tell you what was wrong. How were you okay with this?

‘Why aren’t you angry?’ He asked

‘What?’

‘I’ve woken you up because I’m not feeling good and won’t tell you why, bit fucking annoying for you isn’t it?’

You’d shake your head and immediately join him on the sofa with the tea, ‘Simon it’s not annoying. I’m happy that you’re here I don’t give a shit that it’s two in the morning, I’ve said this hundred of times I’d rather you just be here with me then for you to just sit by yourself miserable.’

‘Why do you do all of this for me?’ He asked genuinely curious.

‘Because I care about you, you muppet.’ You replied laughing. ‘Now shut up, drink your tea and watch the rich people argue.’

His eyes went wide. You cared about him?

He turned his gaze to the tv but didn’t take any of it in. He cared about you too. Maybe it was a bit more than that actually.

Maybe he loved you.

He looked over at you once more and slightly smiled at the way you held a biscuit to your mouth and loudly cackled at the tv.

Nope.

He wasn’t just ‘maybe’ in love with you.

He was definitely in love with you.

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Price:

A/N: I completely made up Prices family backstory, not a clue what it’s actually like. His dad is also based off of someone me and my mum know and he’s too iconic to not write about.

Price was a family man when work wasn’t in the middle of it. He had quite a big family that no one knew about, except you.

Obviously he loved his family equally but he had a special place in his heart for his dad. His mum and dad had been in a car accident when John was five, his mum had unfortunately passed. His dad made it out but was paralysed from the waist down. His siblings lived at home and took care of his dad but he still tried to visit when he could.

This time it was a family reunion. John decided to bring you along and when you saw his dad for the first time you couldn’t believe how similar they were. He had a thick grey beard and he was smoking a cigar in the corner of the room.

‘John Price you are your daddy’s son.’ You said laughing.

His other family had met you before and laughed whilst agreeing with you.

‘Well, well, well who’s this John?’ Mr Price said smiling.

‘Dad this is my partner y/n.’

‘About fucking time John god!’

You laughed at that and took a seat next to him on the sofa.

‘Mr price I can see where John gets his good looks from!’ You started referring to the uncanny resemblance between the two.

‘Thank you love I mean I certainly blessed John with the looks his mother only contributed a bit.’ He then looked up at the ceiling. ‘I’m only messing Jenny don’t haunt me.’ You laughed softly, it was very sweet yet very sad.

‘How have ya been Dad?’ John asked sitting next to you on the sofa.

Mr price sighed, ‘Well I still cant fucking walk son,’

John rolled his eyes at his dad. ‘Dad every bloody year you say the same thing.’

‘Because it’s true and funny! Your partners laughing!’ He jokingly argued gesturing to you.

‘It is funny Price.’ You reasoned turning towards him.

John made a fake offended face and dramatically stood up to go get a drink for you both, leaving you and his dad to talk. He’d watch you two interact from afar a soft look in his eyes as he saw you talk so calmly and easily match his dads odd sense of humour.

He’d just stand there staring at you until his niece would come over.

‘Woah.’

‘What?’ He asked laughing at the teenager.

‘You’re in love.’ She said as if it were obvious.

He had a puzzled look on his face and looked over at you once again. This time his dad was asking you if you could accompany him outside so he could see his old mate. You happily agreed pushing his wheelchair outdoors.

As you walked by John, you pointed at the back garden for him to follow you when he was done, in case he thought you’d disappeared.

He had a stupid smile of adoration on his face, ‘You know honey, I think you might be right.’

‘Yeah no shit Uncle John. God 20 years younger than you and I can see love quicker than you can.’

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Gaz:

A/N: I do not support Kanye but this song is annoyingly good and fitting. X

Gaz was confident in himself. I mean he kinda had to be in order to be a soldier. He didn’t care about standing up for himself if he needed to and he didn’t mind doing it for other people either -if they deserved it.

So one night the pair of you went out to a bar, having fun with the squad and a few of your friends. Gaz, Ghost and Soap were sat at a table talking and drinking whilst you and your friends got up to dance.

Gaz kept an eye on you every know and then, just in case you needed it.

A man had walked up to the three of you and alarm bells went off in Gaz’s head. What are you trying to do here mate?

The man put a hand on your waist and attempted to grab your ass, Gaz immediately stood up ready to go over and tell him to back the fuck off, but you already had it covered.

You’d brought your leg up and kneed him in the groin whilst you and your friends told him to fuck off and to just let them enjoy their night out.

He wobbled away cupping his dick in pain and Gaz watched as you and your friends laughed at what had just happened.

He still went over, ‘You okay?’ He asked a bit concerned.

You laughed, ‘Yes! Oh my god! Kyle did you see that?’

He laughed too, relived that you were okay. ‘Yes I did, self defence lessons been paying off!’

‘Yes they have Mr Garrick, yes they have.’

He was too lovestruck to even reply. You were so perfect. Your laugh, your smile, your humour, your bravery, just everything.

‘God I love you so much.’

You stopped smiling and laughing very quickly. ‘What.’

‘Y/n,’ he started grabbing your hands, ‘I love you.’

You calmed down and squeezed his hands back,

‘I love you too.’

Your friends were all giggling behind you and Soap and Ghost were watching you both. They couldn’t help but feel happy, to see their good friend in love.

‘Ah young love.’ Soap would say even though he wasn’t much older then Gaz.

Ghost would roll his eyes as Soap ruined the moment. ‘Fucking hell you need to get a life Johnny.’

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𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧| | Soap Mactavish X Female! Belly Dancer! (Part2: She Wolf.)

Warning: mentions of a forced relationship, threatening, graves makes a misogynistic? comment about Afet’s job.

Summary: A belly dancer at a dangerous club may have important information about Hassan that the task force need and a certain sergeant takes a liking to her. Part 1: 

Graves grabbed Afet dragging her out of the van rather aggressively.

‘Can you stop fucking manhandling me? God! I’m like half your size and I’m in handcuffs. I’m clearly not a threat.’

Graves shoved her into the warehouse, keeping a hand on her shoulder.

‘You know for someone whose job revolves around men touching you, you sure seem pissed off about it.’

Soap and Ghost gave eachother a look.

That was so uncalled for what was this guys problem?

But before they could even tell him off themselves Afet already was.

‘I’m a belly dancer I dance people watch that’s made very clear. I’m not a stripper. Besides even if I was, it doesn’t give people the right to touch me without my permission!’ She said shrugging his hand off of her shoulder.

Rodolfo lead her to a chair and gently placed her down onto it. As he did that, Ghost gave Graves a warning telling him to lay back a bit as he was beginning to abuse his power. The five men stood around her keeping at least a metres distance as they didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable.

Afet was freezing her tits off, although the Turkish weather was good during the day it could get very cold during the night. And she was sat in a bikini top, shorts and a hip wrap scarf.

‘You wanna know about Hassan? I’ll tell you whatever you want but could someone give me a blanket or something?’

Ghost reached over onto a table and found an old blanket and chucked it to Soap. He walked to her and wrapped it around her shoulders.

‘Ugh I’d be angry with you if you weren’t so hot.’ She said with a pout which then turned into a smirk as she noticed his reaction.

Soap awkwardly backed away still feeling embarrassed about the whole interaction his friends and partners had just heard from the club.

Alejandro took a step forward, ‘So your connection with Hassan, tell us everything.’

She sighed, ‘Well he came in first about six months ago, I remeber him being very cocky, thinking he could buy everyone and everything, he had one of his men come up to me and ask me to come to the V.I.P section to have a conversation.’

‘So you just willingly went?’ Ghost asked interrupting her.

‘Fucking hell if you’d let me talk I’ll get to that.’

Ghost stared at the woman blankly. Honestly he was surprised she had the confidence to yell at him. Trained soldiers found him incredibly intimidating but this girl couldn’t care less. He somewhat respected her for it.

‘The man had put a knife to my leg and cut it to show dominance? I don’t know gang men are weird.’

She tilted to the side and pointed to a scar she had on her leg proving her story and Soap felt angry. How could someone do that?

‘Anyway! I unwillingly went over to him and he offered me a lot of money to be his girlfriend,’

‘So you said yes?’ Alejandro assumed rather disgusted.

‘Piçler ya! (Bastards!) God what is it with you lot and interrupting! I’m literally going to tell you be grateful all I asked for was a blanket!’ She shouted leaning back in the chair.

‘I actually said no telling him I thought he was insane to which he surprisingly was okay with untill he revealed my parents address. I was forced into a relationship with him.’

‘Fucking hell.’ Soap muttered. How could someone put an innocent person through that?

‘The worst part is that I didn’t even get any money!’

The squad stared at her blankly. Was she actually being serious?

‘Im joking! But living with that man fuck me you deserve a Nobel prize!’

Soap looked at Ghost once again with a smirk and Ghost just have him a blank expression back but he was thinking the same thing. This girl was fucking hilarious.

‘He ended it with me funnily enough, told me he had better things to do but did make it very clear that if I ever made contact with my parents again he’d kill them. He sent some of his men to the club to make me feel uncomfortable and really let me know that he wasn’t bluffing.’

She then made eye contact with soap. ‘That’s why I told you to fuck off I thought he had sent you.’

Alejandro stepped in not wanting the girl to sweet talk Soap into guilt incase she wasn’t fully innocent. He went through something similar with Valeria. ‘Did you have a sexual relationship with him.’

She sighed tilting her head down. ‘Unfortunately, I did. Very tiny penis by the way.’ She said raising her cuffed hands to make a small gap between them to emphasise her point.

Soap bit back a laugh.

‘Well thanks for that really useful information Miss Erdoğan.’ Graves said sarcastically

Afet was well aware he being sarcastic but she liked pissing him off

‘You’re so welcome Mr American.’ She replied with a wink and a fake smile.

‘Can you tell us where he might be?’ Rodolfo asked eager to stop Hassan.

‘I actually have something to ask for before I tell you.’

‘Fucking hell’ Ghost huffed

‘My parents, can you put them in witness protection or something I don’t even care about myself just make sure they’re safe, that’s all I ask,’ Afet asked.

She’d lost her normally happy demeanour but It quickly returned when she looked at Soap,

‘And maybe a date with the Scot.’

The men rolled their eyes.

‘I’m joking…Kind of.’

‘Miss Erdoğan the only witness protection we can provide is if we moved you and your family out of the country.’ Alejandro reasoned crouching to her eye level feeling slightly bad at how harsh he had been whilst interrogating her.

‘That’s fine I have money saved I can pay for our flights!’

‘You don’t have to do that just tell us where Hassan is.’ Ghost asked also taking a step forward

‘Last I heard of he was in Mexico but words been spread something big was happening in Chicago.’

The men gave eachother a knowing look and Graves ordered the Shadow company out of the warehouse immediately, Alejandro and Rodolfo followed.

‘Thank you Afet we’ll make sure you and your family are safe.’ Soap said whilst uncuffing the woman.

‘Thank you sir, I never did catch your name.’

‘It’s John.’

She laughed, ‘Wow that’s so unique.’

He tried to remain professional but gave her a smile in return. ‘Shut up.’

Ghost noticed the interaction, A part of him was proud of Johnny for finally learning how to flirt but now was not the time. ‘Johnny! You’re wasting time what the fuck?’

He asked another agent to finish removing her restraints whilst he began to back away. ‘Sorry bonnie I’ve got to go.’

She looked at him with sad eyes yet a beautifully happy smile, ‘Who knows maybe we’ll meet again?’

‘Yeah…maybe we will.’

(Fran Drescher and Charles Shaughnessy in The Nanny)

[rosepinks-world]

𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐃!| | Female! doctor reader x Soap Mactavish

Summary: Soap dislocated his shoulder on a night out and his doctor just so happens to be the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen.

A/N: I am in know way shape or form a doctor 😭 I’ve just watched a lot of bondi rescue.

Task force 141 were serious, careful and calculated… when they were on the battle field.

When they weren’t it was a totally different story.

God knows how but one drink lead to another, which then lead to Soap dancing on top a table to lady Gaga and despite the large crowd around him, no one decided to try and catch him when he fell off of it.

‘You cunts! Why didn’t you catch me?’ He moaned clutching his dislocated shoulder as they drove to the hospital.

‘Johnny this is the consequences of your own actions mate. It was my duty to let you fall.’ Ghost said.

The car went silent untill Gaz piped up, ‘Still don’t get why I cant just put it back into place.’

‘NO!’

~~~

Whilst they waited in the waiting room, Price made sure to loudly voice his negative opinions the whole time. ‘One of my best! One of my fucking best! Breaks his arm, dancing on a table!’

‘I actually dislocated it captain.’ Soap said with an oblivious smile.

Price glared at him, ‘You fancy dislocating the other one Mactavish?’ That shut Johnny up.

‘John Mactavish.’ A sweet voice called.

The four whipped their heads around curious to see who the voice belonged to and they weren’t disappointed. The doctor noticed the men looking at her and assumed one of the men were John. She couldn’t help but feel slightly intimidated by the group, I mean they were all at least six foot or over and they all clearly worked out but she had a job to do and she’d seen scarier things at the hospital.

‘If you’d all like to come through.’ She finished, beckoning them through the hallway whilst tucking a clipboard under her arm.

‘Fuck me.’ Gaz whispered as he looked at the doctor walking away. ‘She’s a sort.’

Soap was still staring at the doctor too stunned and embarrassed to speak and Ghost just let out a low whistle agreeing with Gaz.

Price slapped his arm, ‘Behave lads.’

When the men caught up with the doctor she politely asked Soap to sit on the bed so she could look. Soap had now realised that although his long sleeve top kept him warm it was not helpful In this current situation. ‘I’m sorry to invade your privacy but can you take your shirt off so I can properly look.’

‘That’s alright lass.’ He smiled he used his good arm to slowly pull one arm out of the shirt and slightly struggled to get the other. So she helped pulling the rest of his shirt off.

Gaz had a shit eating grin on his face and Ghost looked at soap smirking- which made Soap mouth a very polite ‘fuck off’ to the two.

‘I’m going to give you an anaesthetic called penthrox it’s a pain reliving drug, but it’s nicknamed the green whistle you literally breathe it in and swallow how you would smoke a cigarette. It will make you feel… high.’

‘That sounds quite fun actually.’ Soap replied willingly taking the green whistle and breathing it in

‘Well I assume you are a lot of fun, you know dancing on top of a table to lady Gaga.’

The woman replied smirking as she made a few notes on her clipboard. Soap blushed slightly and turned to his friends ‘Who grassed?’

‘Soap mate the bloke at reception asked what happened it was too great not to share.’ Ghost said from a corner in the room

He rolled his eyes and suddenly felt very calm and giggly. Fucking hell that kicked in quick

‘That will ease the pain but you can still hold a friends hand if you want.’ She said smiling. ‘I’m not trying to take the piss, if you want to no one’s gonna judge if you’re in pain.’

The green whistle had completely taken over soaps body and he was just saying whatever came to mind. ‘Yeah fuck it! Ghost get that arse over here.’

Ghost sighed as he slowly walked over to Johnny, holding his arm out for soap to grab.

‘Ghost.’ Soap asked in an attempted whisper but really he was just talking normally.

‘What.’ Ghost replied getting more annoyed by the second.

‘I think the doctor is really hot, but don’t say anything.’

The doctor smiled and laughed as she felt his shoulder trying to find the joint.

‘Johnny I think she knows mate.’

‘Did you tell her you little prick.’

‘Johnny just shut up.’

‘I don’t think you’ll find me hot after this.’ she said after grabbing his arm insinuating that it would hurt.

‘You ready?’ She asked

‘Yes ma’am.’

‘Okay great.’ She moved his arm up and Soap made sure to let the squad know how much it hurt.

‘Ah fuck me! I’m never listening to lady Gaga again.’

They all snickered as the man shouted.

The doctor found the right position and quickly moved his arm hearing a distinct click indicating it had popped back to place.

‘Oh that felt like an orgasm.’

‘Shut the fuck up Soap.’ Price sighed thinking about this poor doctor who was probably working a 12 hour shift and having to deal with a bunch of idiots.

Soap stared at the doctor, as she began to wrap his shoulder, trying to reach for his wallet - with his good arm.

‘Let me pay you.’

‘You don’t have to pay me darling.’

‘Oh stop it i want to.’

‘No you literally don’t have to healthcare is free.’

‘Oh yeah! Haha well done to the nhs.’

She rolled her eyes laughing. The doctor finished wrapping his arm and Johnny couldn’t take his eyes off of her,

‘You’re so beautiful.’

‘You aren’t so bad either.’ She replied looking back to him with a smile. The woman gave him his shirt back.

‘It takes 12-16 weeks to properly heal a dislocated shoulder but the pain should subside in a few days if it lasts any longer call your doctor and they can prescribe you some medication.’

Johnny was completely out of it and the rest took the note from the doctor. They all dragged soap out of the room much to his dismay. ‘No I need to thank her for her service to the nhs!’

‘How long does the green whistle last?’ Gaz asked whilst the other two wrestled soap.

‘An hour and he’s had it for 25 minutes you’ve got 35 left.’

‘Fuck.’

~~~

The next morning Soap woke up with two notes next to his bedside table, a glass of water and a pack of aspirin.

To soap, You owe us a pint. -Ghost, Price and Gaz.

He smiled and read the other note realising it was a list of things to do from the very hot doctor yesterday. Oh he definitely fucked up any chance he had;

So he thought.

Also I think you’re pretty hot too. Why don’t we go out so you can thank me for my service to the nhs? ********** call me!

No fucking way.

A/N: I WANNA BE SAVEDDDDD

[rosepinks-world]

𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧| | Soap Mactavish X Female! OC

Summary:A belly dancer at a dangerous club may have important information about Hassan that the task force need and a certain sergeant takes a liking to her.

A/N:I’m half Turkish and there are literally zero Turkish fanfics on here about the people I want to read about so I took one for the team.

Part 2:

Soap, Ghost, Alejandro, Rodolfo and Graves were sent to a particular club in Turkey, it was said that Hassan had made quite the journey around different countries going to bars sleeping around and of course committing horrific crimes. This club was one of them.

Afet Erdoğan

She was the top of the list the men were given. Afet was the main belly dancer at the club and she saw Hassan the most, meaning she’d know the most about him. Rudy, Ghost were in the vehicle outside using the cameras to help the remaining three men inside.

‘Soap she’s closest to you mate, wait till she’s finished and take her.’ Ghost stated in his usual gruff voice.

Soap turned his head to see Afet, she smiled onstage as she danced to the song playing loudly on the speakers. Soap was well aware he was on a mission, yet he found himself admiring the belly dancer in front of him. He was mesmerized to say the least.

The way she lifted her hips to the drum beat of the music playing. The way her hip scarf jangled with each movement she did and the way her matching bikini top perfectly fitted her upper half.

He didn't really even look at her in a sexual way he was just mesmerized, almost like he was under a spell. Soap admired the girl until the song ended yet he only stopped staring at the woman until he felt a tap on his shoulder.

‘What are you doing man, we’re on a mission.’ Graves angrily whispered shoving soap towards the dancer as she walked over to the bar. Soap cursed under his breath and walked towards the dancer making eye contact with Alejandro alerting him to get into to position

‘What exactly am I supposed to say here Ghost?’

Ghost huffed as if it were obvious, ‘Flirt with her Johnny… you do know how to do that don’t ya?’

‘Piss off.’

Soap sat on a bar stool next to Afet and she didn’t even look at him but she still rolled her eyes, ‘Lütfen siktir git.’ (Please fuck off.) she said smiling sarcastically at him.

Soap stared at her blankly.

‘Oh, you’re not who I thought you were and you’re not Turkish sorry.’ She said laughing

Soap laughed too, ‘You’re alright lass, I don’t know what you said anyway.’

‘Well…’ she said placing her drink down, ‘I told you to fuck off…politely’

‘Who were you expecting and why would you need to tell them to fuck off?’ He asked laughing.

She sighed, ‘Well, after I finish dancing most men come up to me asking for more…if you see what I mean’

He nodded knowingly, feeling disgusted that such a beautiful woman could be treated and harassed so often that it didn’t phase her anymore.

‘I mean who do you think I am? A home wrecker? Half of these men are married with kids!’

Soap laughed along smiling at the girl. Afet finished her rant and looked at Soap smirking.‘So, I hope you aren’t married with kids.’

Soap set his drink down turning his whole body towards her a confused look on his face, ‘And whys that?’

She turned herself towards him leaning in to speak in his ear which exposed more of her chest to him, making Soap’s eyes widen. He felt her breath on his neck as she lowly whispered;

‘Because I wouldn’t mind giving you more.’

Soap choked on his drink, coughing whilst Afet chuckled as she pulled away. Ghost let out of breath an evident hint of a smirk in his voice,‘Oh she’s good. Fucking better than you Johnny, but I think anyone is to be honest.’

‘So what do you say?’ Her voice brought him back to reality. Although Graves had pissed him off earlier, he was right. They were on a mission he wasn’t supposed to actually fancy a suspect. Soap looked at Alejandro and made eye contact again alerting him that now was the time.

Soap grabbed her wrists holding them both firmly under the table of the bar. Her smile quickly faded and it hurt Soap’s heart. Looking at her with a sorry expression, Alejandro walked over with a pair of handcuffs.

The girl was visibly angry as she tried to shout and cause a commotion but she was silenced over the bass of the music. Graves reappeared and stood in front of the girl whilst Soap and Alejandro stood either side of her, trying to cover the handcuffs.

They lead her to the van where Ghost and Rudy were and that only made her resist more.

‘I swear if Hassan sent you! I don’t want anything to do with that asshole!’

The men gave each other a look at the mention of Hassan. Soap turned to face her holding her arms again but in a gentle way, in an attempt to calm her down.

‘That’s all we want to know love, what do you know about Hassan?’

~Türkan Şoray (Right) in Sultan~