Photographer!Ghost

Photographer!Ghost

just a silly idea I had

cw (brief mention of mcd, kinda mw3 canon, so ya know)

Ghost was not so much the artist, but was always content to be his lover's muse. Ghost loved seeing what Soap's mind could conjure. Ghost also quite enjoyed spoiling Soap by buying whatever art supplies the man wanted. He supported and encouraged any and every creative outlet possible, even going as far as to give Soap his own art room.

When Soap died, he avoided the art room like the plague, as if stepping in there would physically wound him. He couldn't stand being in the room that once held so much joy. Dangling happiness in front of him, as if the room was trying to taunt him with all he lost. It would take months for him to go in that room again, and even longer for him to dare touching anything.

Ghost was never creative like Soap was, but when someone recommends photography to him, he tries it. Both because he has nothing better to do, and because he secretly hopes that the art of it will connect him to Soap.

He struggles hard at first. He doesn't typically spend much on himself, and without Soap there anymore for him to spoil, his savings are solid. He does research and gets an expensive camera, yet he can't seem to get any cool shots like people on the internet seem so effortlessly able to get. He gives up for a month or so, putting the camera out of sight and almost completely forgetting about it.

He stumbles upon it again by accident, and tries again, more out of his own stubbornness of not wanting to be defeated by it, than actually enjoying it. He owns it, and becomes incredibly good at it, not exactly professional, but good enough. he carries the camera with him everywhere, and even has a few people hire him for small shoots. It's become a major hobby for him and he finds some peace from it.

Eventually, when going through the hundreds of photos he has, even the few he got framed because of how proud he was of them, he realizes something. He realizes how he hardly has any photos of Soap. The man that he cherished, worshiped, loved more than anything, and yet there's hardly any physical evidence that they were ever together. He has far more photos of random people, places and other things, and that fact burns him for a while.

Eventually he makes a resolve, to himself, to capture as many moments as possible with the 141, his friends. Be it the good, the bad, and everything in between, he refuses to let anyone else be erased to so little. He refuses to lose a single moment, a single memory, when he has the constant reminders of how easy it is to loose it all.

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Ice and mav , have these moments where they realize how different they were raised .

But the biggest moment they understood it . Was when they were taking care of bradley and he had taken mavs bike with anyone knowing to show his friends that he could ride a motorcycle.

And he tried to do a trick or something and crashed it, thankfully he didn't get severely hurt just some bruises on his ribs . But still went to the hospital to make sure .

Both came running at the hospital to see if he was okay mav was shaken up ( cue memory of gooses death ).

Mav couldn't stop fussing over him from the hospital all the way home . When they did get home and mav was still fussing over bradley and asking him if he needed anything, ice told Bradley that he was grounded for a month and he is no longer allowed to ride the motorcycle or drive a car until he learned responsibility.

Later that night , mav told him that maybe he shouldn't have grounded him for a month because everything told out fine in the end , beter than fine bradley was safe and sound at home and he didn't get hurt other than a couple of bruises and what if he's sad now and ice responded with something among the lines of actions have consequences , and that he would rather have him be sad than dead because he didn't think before doing something.

And them realizing that they see this differently because while ice was raised in militant family he never doubted their love for him and how much they care for him . He always new that they would take care of him , and that also means grounding him when he did something irresponsible.

While maverick, who grew up in the foster system didn't really have someone to show him responsibility and take care of him he had to learn how to take care of himself. There wasn't anyone to catch him when he fell . The only thing he had was himself and that's why he didn't even think to ground bradley . Because he wanted bradley to know that they would always be there for him .

omg its Philza Minecraft!? I dunno, it's my first post here, thought this would be a good start

gah- I love this

everybody say thank you to jackie for the brain worms 🙏🏼

in other words, anti-valentines day, ghoap edition.

Simon thinks valentine’s day is cute. He’s liked it since he was a kid. He often shared candies and handmade cards with classmates when he was young, and with close friends as he got older. As an adult he sort of just watched couples and soaked in their happiness like a sponge. He enjoyed helping his brother plan out his dates with his wife, and enjoyed giving his sister in law nuggets of advice when she asked. It was cute, how absorbed they got in each other.

Johnny… does not like valentine’s day. It’s disappointing, hearing a few days before that Johnny is dreading the day. He hates seeing people all over each other, thinks is a scheme for companies to make a quick buck. And… yeah… Simon’s argument that it’s cute gets dismissed with a bark of laughter and a shake of Johnny’s head.

So, Simon sends roses to his mother’s grave, as he usually does, and sends the bundle of Johnny’s favorites to Beth’s because… He doesn’t want to trample on such a clear boundary. And, yeah, he still picks up the sweets he ordered, but he has a sweet tooth and a mini fridge so the strawberries will probably get devoured in an ambien induced sleepwalking journey. (perhaps he’ll eat them and curse johnny out as he does, instead. Or maybe they’ll rot away.)

He drops by price’s office. “Are you ‘nd Garrick doin’ anythin’ for V-Day?“

“Probably not…” Price mumbles, looking at him suspiciously. Simon sends him an email. Price looks up at the sound of his computer pinging. “Simon this is an incredibly expensive gift…” He looks at him with worry, “Are you and Soap okay?”

Simon shrugs. “It wasn’t for us,” He lies, “We’re doin’ somethin’ else. I know you would’ve rotted in your office unless somebody forced you out. Perchance.”

“You can’t just say perchance.” Price sighs softly. “Thank you, Simon.”

Simon grunts and leaves.

Valentine’s day comes, and Johnny is rolling his eyes at every subtle exchange of affection between soldiers. Simon will admit he’s gentler on the recruits, easier on the ones that look a little forlorn. He hands out hershey kisses to anybody who looks particularly sulky. They all look at him with confusion and shock and he just says, “Nobody will believe you,” even though there’s already an ongoing rumor that The Ghost has a sweet tooth.

Simon devours the strawberries in under five minutes the second he gets back to his bunk. They’re really good, dark chocolate and white chocolate with milk chocolate shavings on them. He has a few regular chocolates with different berry fillings he bought for himself— (out of spite, but he won’t admit it.) He likes the raspberry one and the orange dark chocolate ones the most. They’re absolutely delicious and Simon separates them out for last.

Johnny comes into the bunk as Simon is sorting the chocolates. Simon ignores him, expecting Johnny to flip into the bed and complain about companies sucking the money out of innocent people in love. He doesn’t, though. Johnny comes and leans against the desk near Simon, arms crossed over his chest and a contemplating look on his face. “Those look good.”

“They are,” Simon says, “They have fruit syrup fillings. I’m not sure what filling this one has.” He points to a circle shaped chocolate with a heart stamped in it. It’s the only one he hasn’t tried yet. “This one’s blueberry, this one’s blackberry, these are raspberry and these are regular orange dark chocolate cubes. I like them the most.” He gestures to the pile of cubes with hearts stamped on them and the heart shaped raspberry filled dark chocolates.

“You… just bought them?”

“Yep,” Simon lies. He’d thought at first that they’d be cute to try with Johnny, but he was… fine to eat them alone. It was fine.

The silence continues as Simon divides them evenly. He thinks he could make them last for a week or so. Johnny leans down and sighs a little, plucking two heart shaped containers out of the bin. “You just went out and bought chocolates when the prices are jacked up for no reason? Just because you wanted them?” Johnny flips open one container. Simon feels guilty at the strawberry shape accompanied by the soft pink stains at the bottom. “Simon, you hate strawberries.”

“They had a dark chocolate variety. I thought it would be nice to… expand my pallet.” Simon separates the chocolates into ziplocks and labels them just in case he forgets which is which. Johnny picks up one of the circle ones he has yet to try and takes a bite.

“This one has dark chocolate filing inside. I think it’s just milk chocolate on the outside.” Johnny eats the other half. “Simon.”

“Yes?”

“Strawberries are my favorite fruit. And I love chocolate covered strawberries. From this shop.” Soap holds the box up to show the name. Simon looks back to his sorting. “And Gaz said he and Price were going out to a nice place to eat. And that you had gifted them to Price.” Johnny’s voice softens, “Were you going to take me out?”

Simon lines up the baggies of chocolate on his desk. “No,” He lies. At Johnny’s head tilt and eyebrow raise he caves. “Maybe. I thought It’d be cute. But you don’t like valentine’s.” Simon hates the way his eyes burn, “I just— I dunno. It’s stupid.”

“Simon,” Johnny whispers, standing and cradling Simon’s head to his stomach, “It’s not stupid. I’m sorry.”

“I always wanted— I didn’t— my parents didn’t love each other. But I saw so many people that did and I wanted that. I wanted the cute dates and the movie romance, and it’s stupid—“

Johnny strokes his hair. “Ahm sorry, love,” He whispers, “I didn’t know. You shoulda said somethin’.” Johnny pulls back and cups Simon’s face and tilts his head up for them to look at each other in the eyes. “Ah woulda loved to spend valenties day with you. Do all those cheesy things.”

Simon and Johnny watch a movie. Johnny makes Simon paper flowers that will never wilt. They share the rest of the chocolates until Johnny taps out due to worrying about a stomach ache.

Johnny never misses a valentine’s day after that, and Simon never has to plan a date.

tagging jackie because this was their idea :p ty for the brain worms mootie! @thejacketscloset

SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK

every time I see a mf on TikTok or here replace Gaz with König for edits, artwork or fics, my head explodes

gaz is literally 141 and König is literally CANONICALLY Ghost's enemy, therefore he is 141's enemy too. 141 and KorTac DO NOT LIKE EACHOTHER!!!!!!! König ain't hanging out w these men bffr!!

INCLUDE GAZ IN YOUR TASK FORCE 141 POSTS PLEASEEE PLEASE I BEG