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They don’t get it.
Or maybe they do.
Price wrinkled his nose, but didn’t stop you. Kyle took over your shift. Johnny gave you the means to reach him.
Maybe they saw it—your eyes softening whenever he walked into a room, his shoulders unravelling whenever your voice crackled over comms. Two peas in a pod, birds of a feather. The moon and the fucking sun. Lieutenant Riley and his 2nd lieutenant.
LT and L2. Ghost and El.
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Or; Simon saves you, but doesn't manage to save himself.
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Getting thrown into a portal wasn't exactly on your 5-year plan, but the people of Varia are determined not to become a chapter in history
You've done your best not to become a pawn, but a forced mating traps you in a marriage to KONIG
You're set on keeping your sanity
Konig has waited years for the chance to choose a mate, and now that he has you, he's set on keeping you his, whatever means necessary.
[I suck at summaries, sound grimmer than it seems konig is very much babygirl coded]
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Task Force 141 found you locked away in a cell in a scientist's lab. They don't know your purpose, but they can't leave a civilian behind. When they bring you back to base, your lack of trust makes things hard, but things take time and the world always has time.
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They do not give me a name anymore.
Not a real one.
Just numbers. Files. Labels.
Hybrid.
Asset.
Subject.Once, I had something else. Something human. But that part of me has been buried under years of cold floors, metal restraints, and voices that only ever saw me as something to control.
Something to use.
I learned quickly—humans lie, cages do not open, and kindness always comes with a cost.
So I stopped expecting it.
Stopped hoping.
Stopped being human.But now...things are changing.
A new place. New handlers. Different eyes watching my every move.
Soldiers.
Not scientists.
And one of them—
The one behind the skull mask—
He does not look at me like the others did.Not with curiosity.
Not with fear.
But not with kindness either.Something else.
Something colder.Something that makes every instinct in me sharpen and every warning inside me scream.
They think they are getting a weapon.
Something they can control.
They are wrong.
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Nobody told you touching Simon Riley was against the rules.
They probably should have.
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Screwed over. That's how she sees herself. Discarded, a tool. To prevent a civil war from breaking out she has to join the task force that ruined her life.
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Self insert fanfic with characters from the Call of Duty: Modern Warfare franchise, centered around a romance between Ghost and y/n
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What Grows In Quiet Places by Literaturevamp (https_cvpid)
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
09 Apr 2026
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Camila is sent away in disgrace.
Pregnant, unmarried, and no longer welcome in her father’s home.
Her solution is a man she’s never met: Simon Riley. Quiet, guarded, and living alone on a remote farm, he agrees to marry her out of obligation, not love.
There’s only one room. One bed. And too much silence between them.
But Simon isn’t what she expected. And the longer she stays, the harder it becomes to remember she was never meant to belong there in the first place. -
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You’re tired. Not the kind of tired that sleep fixes, but the kind that settles somewhere behind your eyes and refuses to leave. The kind that makes everything feel heavier than it should. Losing your job didn’t help. One day you had routines, deadlines, something resembling stability and the next, it was gone. And then there’s your roommate, silent giant ready to kill you in seconds. Somewhere between shared silence and late-night passing glances, you realize the problem isn’t just living together anymore, it’s that you’ve fallen in love with him.
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The lieutenant makes a habit of breaking into your flat. You never ask him to leave.
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You had been a debutante for the past year without a successful match. It was for no lack of trying on your suitor’s behalf, in a way you felt sorry for them wasting their time trying to woo you. No amount of riches or eloquent poetry could get you to budge, leaving your mother with the only option to make arrangements for you to marry a willing, wealthy bachelor — Simon “Ghost” Riley.
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It's 18th century Britain and you are British nobility. You fell in love with Simon Riley when you during your debut, but he didn't choose to marry you. You couldn't bring yourself to marry and nearly a decade later his wife has passed away... giving you a chance to reignite what you both once had.
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The Golden Prince left you at the altar. Now you belong to his brother.
Simon Riley—the Ghost of the North, the man who has never lost a battle—takes you as his bride to save a dying alliance. Not because he wants you. Because this is what must be done—for the sake of both kingdoms, for the fragile peace neither side can afford to lose.
He looks at you and sees the enemy. Your father’s name is written in northern blood.
And now you stand in his hall, soft and lovely and utterly out of place—a southern bride draped in silk, a political offering in the house of a man who has every reason to hate you. He is certain you are a trap. That your kindness is practiced. That your innocence is only another weapon dressed in white.
But certainty is a fragile thing.
Because Simon watches too closely. Because every silence between you feels sharpened at the edges. Because in a marriage built on old wounds and older ghosts, even the gentlest touch can begin to feel like a threat.
Now you are bound to a man who does not trust you, trapped in a court that does not want you, and learning far too quickly that peace can be just as dangerous as war.
In the North, love is not a gift.
It is something far more ruinous. -
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large mystery man walks into your job one day, leaves with your heart.
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**Bare with me, this is my first fanfic writing**
She never expected to see him again—especially not behind a skull mask, leading elite operations for Task Force 141. Hardened by years apart and shaped by her own battles, the female protagonist(name is still in the works) joins the task force with one goal: to prove herself. But fate has other plans.
Among the chaos of missions and military life, she finds herself face-to-face with Simon "Ghost" Riley, the childhood friend she thought she'd lost forever. Their reunion is anything but simple. Ghost is colder now, buried beneath layers of trauma and silence. Yet something in her presence stirs the man beneath the mask.
As she earns her place among legends like Captain Price and Soap, she and Simon begin to rediscover the bond they once shared. Between gunfire and quiet moments, laughter returns—tentative, rare, and healing. And with it, the possibility of something deeper.
In this emotionally driven, slow-burn fanfic, two souls scarred by war find each other again—not just as comrades, but as something more.
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Simon Riley is a retired Mercenary. He's attempted to make a quiet life for himself as a baker in a small town. He manages to make it roughly three months without incident before your father offers you to him as a wife.
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Simon doesn’t want help. He doesn’t need it. But when the Captain assigns him a book to read during his mandatory break, he isn’t about to disrespect orders. That’s how he ends up in this “cozy” bookstore, staring at the same shelf for almost an hour while a restless, starving Soap keeps reminding him how hungry he is.
Enter Bookseller Reader, who’s been watching the two men struggle and quietly laughing to herself at how determined they are not to ask for help, despite clearly needing it.
Who knows? Maybe Simon will find the book on his own… or maybe bookseller reader will have to come over and give him a little push in the right direction.
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You sleep with your Lieutenant and wake to realise you cannot remember any of it.
AKA, Ghost tries feelings.
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Soap had called you "prickly." Well, not to your face, but you heard him whisper it to Gaz the night before holiday leave in the common room. At the time, you hadn't taken offense to it. After all, you'd always been a loner by nature. You weren't going to go changing that over a few, bubbly coworkers.
Weathering a brutal English snow storm, and without a single friend to your name, you resign yourself to spend Christmas Eve alone, drowning in cheap wine and cheese balls.
That is, until you happen to run into the one person on base more miserable than yourself -- Simon Riley.
In all truth, you didn't like the guy. If you were "prickly," then he was downright irascible. Evidently, he'd declined Soap's invitation to Scotland. If that's the case, then why in the world does he say "yes" when you blurt out a half-witted Christmas invitation to your empty London apartment?
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after 3 years in task force 141, and 10 years in the military, lily decides to call it quits. she moves out of the dorms, and after a few moves, her neighbor across the hall is, simon riley? the broody giant from task force 141? you were good friends of course, and you kept in touch since leaving, but you never expected you would move into a flat directly across from his.
living so close to him allows for more frequent dinners together, and slowly everything feels domestic, and realizing just how fucked she is when they are oceans apart.
slowburn, awkward, and two idiots who don't realize they're in love.