#soapghost

[stinglesswasp]

Self-care

[call-of-duty-incorrect-quotes]

Soap: Are you a bullet? cause I can’t get you out of my hea-

Ghost, hits him with a pillow: Too FUCKING SOON!

[gomzdrawfr]

[content warning:MCD, afterlife]

Back in your arms

[eiraeths]

ghost the type of guy to say he can’t marry soap at a courthouse cause he’s not sure if there’s a warrant out for his arrest or not

[hokkeis]

Look at them, sleeping as if they weren't the ones who ruined my mental health 🧍‍♂️

[salemlinnet]

Page 137, drawing johnny wrapped in ghost's little cape is my favorite thing i've drawn in a while. i can just imagine him grabbing the corner and winding his lil arm in it and 😭

[cadetzero]

misc. cod doodles hello cod nation

[kai-o-tic]

Mermay has me in a chokehold XD

Sharkray Ghost and Mediterranean Moray Eel Soap

[s3rrrpentine]

soft

[shadow0-1]

body weight

[remiebear]

From a picture of two cats cuddling I bring you my fuck ass cat version of two cats cuddling ♡♡

[call-of-duty-incorrect-quotes]

Ghost: You fucking suck!

Rookies: :(

Soap: Lt, I told you to give positive feedback to the rookies.

Ghost: Fine. I’m sorry.

Rookies: :)

Ghost: You’re all very fucking good at sucking.

Soap: SIMON!

[ghcstao3]

“Hair’s gettin’ a bit long, yeah, Simon?”

Simon waves Tommy off as he feels him pinch at a tuft of hair, unwilling to entertain the teasing remark when he knows it’d only lead to a brotherly jab—as it often does nowadays. He gives a gentle shove when Tommy only insists, currently more concerned with the sudoku game on his phone, but really Simon should know better by now, especially now, that Tommy will eventually, inevitably get his point across.

“Think they’ll let you back on base with that rat’s nest on your head?”

“Bugger off,” Simon grumbles. Tommy only doubles his efforts by draping all his weight over his brother. Simon rolls his eyes. “Think Beth’ll let you back in the house if I tell her about that time you—“

“Hey,” Tommy hisses, pushing away before gently smacking Simon upside the head, “shut your cake hole, it was one time.”

“How you’ve only managed to do it only once is beyond me,” says Simon flatly. He gets another row filled of his puzzle. “A miracle, really. Knowing you.”

“Dickhead,” Tommy retorts.

“Twat.”

Tommy snorts. “Really should cut it, though. Looks a mess. ‘M sure Beth could help.”

Simon shakes his head. “I’ll just buzz it. Save her the hassle,” he grunts.

Though he can’t see it, he can sense the way Tommy throws his arms up in surrender. It’s obvious his insults have been made, if not by the sudden willful silence, but his footsteps as he wanders out of the kitchen. He’d been right, unfortunately, about Simon’s hair, but they’re well past the days of allowing each other the small victories.

Which is a good thing, Simon supposes. Knows.

He’s thankful Tommy’s left the space so he couldn’t see the stupid smile that appears on Simon’s face, before he runs a hand through his overgrown hair and lets it fall just in case Tommy were to come wandering back with something new to pick on.

//

“Your hair’s gettin’ a bit long, Simon.”

Simon resists the urge to roll his eyes when he feels Johnny’s fingers card through his admittedly too-long hair, suppressing the sigh that rises from his lungs when the sergeant continues to linger.

“I’m aware,” Simon says instead. “Is that all you needed to say, MacTavish?”

He feels Johnny’s shrug. “Looks nice. Might need a brush after being under the mask, but.”

Simon tilts his head back, inadvertently leaning into Johnny’s touch. Perhaps the vulnerability of his bare face had him on edge, guarded for insult like he used to be with Tommy, but the soft look on Johnny’s face has the sigh finally escaping him, the tension in his shoulders gradually releasing.

“Yeah?”

Johnny nods. “Mhm. But if you want it cut, I’ll help you buzz it. Know bothers you.”

Simon hums. “Maybe. Might wait a bit longer.”

“That right?”

“Sure, Johnny.”

Johnny laughs softly, gently scratching at Simon’s scalp before he retracts his hand. His touch lasts well after he’s left, a warmth that spreads through Simon’s body like every other time they’ve made contact—even if he’d never tell Johnny that.

He may just take him up on his offer of help, however.

This time, he doesn’t bother trying to mask his smile.

[mactavishenjoyer]

Soap:"if we were in a horror movie I'd want to be a double kill so that our blood mixes together and the last thing I feel is your skin against mine."

Ghost:"that's the hottest thing someone has ever said to me"

Roach:"what the fuck?!"

[eiraeths]

soap the type of guy to ask if ghost got a light and when ghost looks over soap’s holding a molotov cocktail instead of cigarettes

[hai-nae]

if you want love, you're gonna have to go through the pain,

if you want love, you're gonna have to learn how to change,

if you want trust, you're gonna have to give some away.