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Pack# 141
Emergency sub being sent in by Shepherd’s orders, contract signed and waiting approval from pack Alpha, name: John Price.
If not claimed in 1 year will be sent back to base for reassignment and debrief for next submissive to be sent in without overlap.
Secondary Designation of all members: Alpha
Original number of pack members: 5
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You, callsign 'Bumper', had just been pulled out of your unit and reassigned to Task Force 141 on a manhunt for a defector with information wanted by Brass. You're friendly enough, an easy guy to get along with, and frankly in need of some peace and quiet. So, why was your new team acting suspicious enough to make you question them, and why were they trying to rope you into their mess?
Or: male reader forcibly inserted into the 141 polycule, slowburn style ;)
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29 Jun 2026
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don’t even joke lad 💔
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This fic was originaly written as a 'mini fic' it is being re-written and explanded as a full fic.
Summary: eventual poly141 x reader. Enemies to lovers.You're a smuggler working for whoever pays trying to survive in the war torn Urzikstan. On what should have been a routine job for Konni you end up becoming entrapped by a mysterious SAS unit. They need your help and maybe you need theirs too.
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5 Time Someone Tried to Guess how Soap got his Callsign (and 1 Time Someone Already Knew) by TypedByNight
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
05 Mar 2026
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It started, as most things in the 141 did, with a good natured ribbing and a bet.
“Oh come on mate, come off it, there’s no way the story behind your callsign is classified!” Gaz half shouts. He’s not quite drunk yet, but he is tipsy enough that his control on his volume has become tenuous.
Soap only grins and shrugs. “What can Ah say?”
Alejandro and Rudy groan in frustration. Even Ghost is drawn into the proceedings. “Do you know?” he rumbles at Price.
Their Captain shakes his head. “No, the muppet won’t tell me either.”
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No one in the 141 knows how Soap got the name Soap, but they are determined to find out. AKA. How many stories can I make up about Soap's callsign?