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when your short pit fighter partners get along

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Whelp here is some more fairy soapghost yay!!

Idk I put soap as a tinker cause it makes the most sense but I heavily debated making him a light fairy :) overall the colors just didn’t look right so tinker it is! He likes making all sorts of tools and things that go off with a bang. Whether it be a type of pollen that makes animals sleepy or just the right colors to frighten a bird away.

As for ghost he definitely has a very rare talent. He is scout fairy and his job is to protect the rest of the fairy’s. ( I like to think a scout fairy’s are recruited so they also have some small nature talents, so ghost can do some plant magic :D ) +He used to have a brother but he was the one pixie he couldn’t save :( +bat skull mask

Ghost uses the excuse that he needs to get some new gadgets from soap to see him more often. Soaps not complaining, there’s finally someone willing to listen to his ramblings :D. If they manage to sneak off for hours at a time, no one mentions it.

Im thinking of dust keeper Laswell making sure everyone has what they need - fast flying fairy Gaz that hangs out with soap all the time too - and idk I guess animal fairy Price/ also scout fairy he’d be the type of have an acorn hat lol

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Me: scrambling to finish homework before my linear algebra class

My brain: can you imagine fem!ghoap tho?

I can't, I'm my biggest fucking enemy. BUT CAN YOU IMAGINE FEM!GHOAP THO?

Fem!Soap has absolutely Harley Quinn vibes, batshit crazy with a sprinkle of pyromania and several decades of unmedicated ADHD. If Soap got his haircut inspiration from some local punk band in his hometown, fem!Soap was the leader of said band, adding to Mam's grey hair every time she returned with new tattoos. Was playing football, when a new kid tried outcasting her cuz she's a girl, went on to beat the shit out of him.

That story about a higher ranking officer Soap punched? Sleazy motherfucker was harassing other women on the base and was unfortunate enough to choose fem!Soap as a target.

Walks around in tank tops and sport bras, all muscle no boobs, probably has a couple fake teeth, always is the one fellow female soldiers turn to when they need to get rid of assholes in the pubs they go for drinks to. Absolutely relishes in being called a "fucking butch" and whatever else those pathetic men try to throw at her, quickly fizzling out when they realize her biceps is the size of their thighs. She worked hard to be better than them, no matter how much some of her family wanted her to be a bit more... traditional. Not her Maw, though, Maw always said if her little Jenny wanted to be a soldier, she could be a damn good one.

Regularly participates in armrestling matches (banned in several pubs where she got carried away and broke someone's wrist) and pays for the round whenever she wins.

All those girls (and some guys) hanging off her elbows, and everyone assumes she's going home with one (or several) of them every time.

And fem!Ghost? She might have a horrible reputation, people spreading disgusting rumors about her past and what's under that mask (doesn't bother her, truth is so much more gruesome). Keeps to herself, grim sense of humour doing nothing to make her seem more approachable. A looming shadow, the personification of horrors they tell about what war and captivity do to women - and that's for those who actually know she's a woman. Most people just assume she's a big fucking guy, loose hoodies helping pass, deep, hoarse voice - never came back as it was from the time with Roba, broken by her screams with an ugly scar on her throat on top - only adding to confusion.

Too much baggage to unpack, all those things done to her easier to cut off with the dirty blond hair she buzzes to avoid the fuss. Every chance of having a family robbed of her in horrific ways, loneliness feels safer. Easier. Everyone's better off without needing to bear all those tons of crap she hoards on her broad shoulders.

Sits apart from the main company on those outings, nursing her bourbon and freaking people out - if she gets hit on, she sends everyone off with a few words. Even Soap, the blasting (sometimes too bloody brightly) sunshine, seems to fail with illuminating that shadow, all her attempts to get closer shut down. Maybe not as harsh as the others, but Ghost thinks - everything she touches is destroyed in torturous ways.

Soap shouldn't suffer because of her.

Until one day the chair in front of her lone table gets dragged back with a disgusting screeching sound, a heavy thump signaling of a huge (drunk) body plopping down across. Ghost doesn't need to look up - she can detect Soap by the stupid mutt's loud breathing, for fuck's sake. How many did she have?

Too many, thinks Ghost when a tanned arm lands on the table, resting on the elbow in a ready to wrestle stand. Must've been some kind of bet, no one else brave enough to challange big Scottish butch - so bored Soap, naturally, comes to one person she probably deems a worthy opponent.

"Not gonna let me back out, are ya?" Ghost shakes her head with a chuckle and finishes her bourbon, putting the glass down lazily and forgetting to pull the mask back down.

Soap's arm hits the table so hard it nearly cracks the wood - mere seconds.

Disarmed by a crooked, scarred smirk her big blue eyes are so obviously glued to.

"What now? Buy me a drink?" Ghost tilts her head. There's a shocked crowd around them, someone collecting a hefty win.

"Buy ye two and ye owe me a rematch."

Stupid mutt with blue eyes. Ghost wonders if she'll whine like a puppy riding her burly thigh.

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Hello been a while but here is wizard/witch Ghost

I have a crazy witch au hidden in my notes. I want to talk about it so badly but for now here is a snippet of ghost holding his wand.

Soap is also a witch but he comes from a crazy long line of witches and wizards that live in the Scottish highlands and isles.

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Self-care

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- head cannon that soap does this whenever ghost gives him a stare down / he gets embarrassed/nervous

“Did you have fun making that mask Simon”?

Ghost - 😐 … yes

“ heh heh … uh … sorry “

Don’t be sorry soap there’s nothing to be sorry about 😤

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Beautiful

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Sketches sketches learning to draw brain not braining

Google how do you draw a Mohawk ?

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Based on @bustedjaws pixie hollow au

Don’t mind me just dumping all these doodles here

Soap and ghost fairy houses

- I don’t know how to draw vines

The house on top is high up inside a tree

The other is down low hidden amongst the grass

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Laswell as a dust keeper - she’s making sure all the guys aren’t doing anything reckless and if you see her sneaking any extra dust for Gaz - no, you didn’t :)

Based on @bustedjaws pixie hollow au

not a final design btw

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Scout fairy Price

Soap and Ghost as dandelion seeds

Based on @bustedjaws pixie hollow au

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Please look at @bustedjaws pixie hollow au and their wonderful art of light fairy Gaz

I head cannon that Gaz as a fast flying fairy it fits

- soap keeps trying to break his fast flying record but can’t cause he’s a tinker.

“My winds carried you here soap..”

Whoa! - soap probably

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Soap and ghost fairies from @bustedjaws pixie hollow au - it’s just a doodle

- Ghost kills flowers, and grows thorn vines, he also has broken wings

- Soap is a tinker and I head cannon he created a knee brace for himself after an accident

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Ghost deserves rest after everything he’s been through, I’m glad he’s able to find that with soap.

Some early retirement ghoap for Stephanie! Thank you 😮‍💨💜

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Ghost who gets captured again only to be forced into reliving his worst tortures from the whole Roba period.

He wakes up one day, after weeks reliving hell on earth, in a dark container.

He suddenly has the distinct thought of he's been buried alive again. Ghost who realizes the coffin is metal, not at all something he can escape from.

He's trapped, buried and dead again.

This time he panics. He panics cause he's already been a dead man before. Panics because dead men don't get to come back twice. Panics because he found something to live for.

He accepts that he's dying, doomed to suffocate slowly as he's trapped with his thoughts. So he just lets out one long scream as a way to release everything he's feeling.

And Soap is on the other side. Soap who got captured trying to get his Simon back. Soap who sits and stares at a metal casket and listens to the man inside scream.

Soap who is overwhelmed by a fury so strong he doesn't even realize he starts to match the other's scream.

Soap and Ghost who are separated by life and death. A lively man fell for a dead man.

They were doomed from the start.

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I can’t stop smiling, it’s so silly and soft. Price sees right through them both and looks so done lol. Your art shows that perfectly :D

"I love my husband a lot"

Why do I have to do myself dirty every 3am, this is too embarrassing so I'll show myself out-

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Haha so idk the exact context for this artwork, but I imagine it takes place a short while after the campaign is done. These two have gotten closer, or close enough at least for Ghost to be comfortable mask-less around him, and to crowd Soap against a wall LOL!! I love these guys sm!!

Also, this fanfic inspired me to go a lil more intense with Ghosts’s facial scars. Beware, its v dark, but prob one of the best things i’ve ever read ever in my life.