All These Posts I'm Seeing On My Dash Makes Me Want To Draw Some Stuff

All these posts I'm seeing on my dash makes me want to draw some stuff

here's a picture of my dog in the mean time

Sgt. John "Soap" MacTavish. Another rough day, another mission

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This is what perfection is

I couldn’t help myself when I saw the birbs 🤠

I think some people forget that some literature and some media is meant to be deeply uncomfortable and unsettling. It's meant to make you have a very visceral reaction to it. If you genuinely can't handle these stories then you are under no obligation to consume them but acting as if they have no purpose or as if people don't have a right to tell these stories, stories that often relate to the darkest or most disturbing parts of life, then you should do some introspection.

okay but how chaotic would the guys be going ghost hunting

Soap would be so fucking m insufferable

“THERES ONE RIGHT NOW!” whilst shoving the camera in Simon’s face

“your spirit is about to join this place Johnny”

TOMBSTONE WHYYYYY

I should be sleeping but my brain won’t shut up about left-handed Ghost

he got it from his mother, and it was part of the reason why his father hated him so much; he thought Simon had the devil in him

he tried to beat it out of him, tied his hand behind his back, forced him to use his right hand for everything, and eventually Simon trained himself to be ambidextrous, if only to escape the punishments

when he joined the military, it worked in his favor. he was able to use both hands equally well which helped him shoot and spar better, and he never told anyone that he was naturally left-handed

when he met Soap, his handedness never even crossed his mind. at least, it didn’t until he overheard Johnny talking about an old Scottish superstition, something about bad luck meeting a left-handed person at the start of a journey

a load of bullshit, Johnny said, but Simon shrank back anyway. if Soap noticed him getting more distant, he never mentioned it, never made the connection, never found out that Ghost was left-handed

and when Soap died, a single bullet to the head, Simon couldn’t help but wonder if that old Scottish superstition held any water after all

after all, Johnny’s bad luck started the day he met Simon, and he never even knew it