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☆*.｡How to request｡.*☆

It’s come to my attention that I haven’t made how to request things very clear so… here we are!

Please read this as well before requesting

Fandoms and who I’ll write for:

(I am working in trying to get other characters right, but I don’t feel like I have the characterisations yet, so I don’t wanna chance it)

Welcome Home

Wally Darling

Barnaby b. Beagle

Howdy Pillar

Eddie Dear

COD MW

Simon “Ghost” Riley

John “Soap” MacTavish

König

Captain Price

How to request-

Send me an ask with the characters you want, the emoji that corresponds with the theme, a general idea of what you want!

For example: “Wally Darling, 🌸, he notices the reader is sad and tries everything he can to comfort them”

!!!Attention!!!

I will ignore asks if they don’t have enough detail for me to write about. Please include at least a little detail, only giving a characters name will result in your request getting ignored :(

I WANNA EAT THIS ART SO BAD

@dynosdrawing on tiktok!! ^^

ARTIST PLEASE:

If anyone knows who made these please let me know. They are so cute and I want to see if they have any more of them 😭

STOP IT I GIGGLED @riviclouds

nobody said anything cause they didn't know what to say

Art dump :3

+ an uncoloured doodle of caine from the amazing digital circus

He's hot ya can't help it 🤷

Y/N : Damn, it’s cold.

Soap : Here, take my jacket, I’m not even that cold.

Y/N : Thanks, I’ll give it back tomorrow.

[Later At Night]

Y/N, aggressively inhaling in Soap’s jacket scent whilst curled up inside it : I’m not giving this back.

Loved it. One of my fav songs from Kanye West.

Father Stretch My Hands

But wait, where the fuck are Alex and Alejandro in the new trailer?

This is Soap coded!! He just had finished working out and he wanted to show you how sweaty he was and how he wanted to take a shower with you in front of his absolutely flawless pecs!

"Better late than never" part 13

Ghost gets tickled

(This might be a little different as I had a break from writing, I am still doing my exams!)

It might have been a typical day for everyone else, but for Soap it was an unusual one. It wasn’t an everyday occurrence to get such valuable information on Ghost. That bastard was ticklish.

They were sparring like always, showing rookies some take-down techniques. Soap was demonstrating how to properly pin somebody to the ground and immobilize them. That somebody being Ghost. Newbies were always surprised at how much Lieutenant Ghost was letting the sergeant do during sparring.

Soap had Ghost pinned to the mat on his stomach, his knee pressing on his bicep while sitting on his back and holding his other hand down. He was explaining to the soldiers around them what exactly he was doing and how to do it safely with their sparring partner when he noticed Ghost’s hoodie running up, revealing his skin.

That was definitely not something Ghost would be comfortable with if he was aware of it, so Soap wanting to correct the material grabbed it and accidentally brushed his skin with his warm fingers.

Ghost gasped and flinched away from the touch, definitely stifling a giggle. Soap froze as well as the rookies who now waited for the lieutenant to choke their favourite sergeant to death. They weren’t far off, as when the Brit realized what happened he send Soap flying of off him. He hit the mat with a grunt.

“Dismissed!” Yelled Ghost, glaring daggers at everyone in the gym. They all scattered away, not wanting to be anywhere near the man while he was getting off the mat.

“Ow..” Soap hissed, still lying on the floor. “What did ah do to ye?” He slowly sat up just to get hit in the face with a rug.

“Next time keep your bloody hands to yourself, sergeant.” 

Soap snickered at that. “Oh, I think ye enjoyed it, didn’t ya? What about that little chuckle?” He smiled devilishly, already trying to get closer to Ghost.

“Not a word, Soap.” 

But now that Soap had that information, he is not letting it down.

“Come on, Lt… ye are a tad ticklish, admit it.” The Scot grinned cockily and when close enough tried to jab at Ghost’s sides to tease him a bit. The masked man was faster though- he grabbed that hand before it even touched him and twisted it slightly.

“Ow, ow, ok, ok, I will stop!” 

“You try that one more time and I will put a knife up your arse and twist it around your intestines.” Ghost let go of Soap.

***

Soap didn’t listen. A vision of a knife up his ass wasn’t so bad if he got to make Ghost jump every time he walked near him, trying to tickle the older man.

It gets to the point where Ghost just simply refuses to spar with Soap because he played dirty. Trying to distract the lieutenant with the gentle brushes of his fingers. The gentle touches that made Simon’s hair stand up, goosebumps running up his arms with Johnny’s every attempt at tickling. Causing this giddy feeling in Ghost’s chest, butterflies gently tickling his tummy with their wings. The deep blush hidden under the hard mask, the flush running from his face down to his shoulders and chest.

Yeah…

Ghost liked it. He really liked it.

But Soap did this only in public. In the mess hall, in the gym, when they were on their way on a mission- always when there were other people around. Not even once did he attempt to do the same things when they were alone doing paperwork or just enjoying each other's company. Maybe… maybe then Ghost wouldn’t stop him, maybe then he would let it happen. 

He trusted Johnny with so much already that relaxing into it wouldn’t be even that hard. But whatever they had that Ghost was too scared to put a name to -  it was between them. Them and no one else.

So what was Ghost supposed to do? He wanted Soap to tickle him in private and maybe simply asking was the best option he had - no matter how embarrassing it would be, It was Johnny.

***

They were smoking cigarettes in Ghost’s room, both leaning on the windowsill trying to get as much smoke outside through the open window. 

Ghost had his balaclava off most of the time around Soap now, inhaling slowly the pleasantly bitter smoke and preparing mentally to ask the shorter man the awkward question.

“I thought ye hate smokin’ in yer room, Lt.” Soap blew some smoke out through his nose, turning his face to the open window.

“I am allowing it today.” Ghost took one last drag of his cig and squashed it on the wall leaving an ashy spot before tossing it into the trash.

The sergeant raised his brow. “Any special occasion for such generosity, Simon?” He finished his smoke as well and threw it out of the window to Ghost’s irritation.

Ghost sat on his bed and looked up at Soap just to avert his gaze when meet with the sky blue of Soap’s eyes. He found a loose thread of his blanket really fucking entertaining suddenly, playing with it between his fingers.

“Everythin’ alright?” Soap turned his head to the side, concern evident in his voice. He sat next to Ghost, putting his hand on the other’s man knee and squeezing lightly.

A shiver run through Simon.

“M’fine. I have a question though and Soap if you laugh I will kill you.” 

“Nah, ye won’t but sure, whatever it is.”

Ghost took a deep breath. “Why do you never tickle me when we are alone?”

Soap was a little taken aback by that. “What do ye mean? I value my throat, there is a smaller chance of you choking me to death in public than without the witnesses.” He chuckled. “What? Do ye want me tae?” Soap teased.

Ghost stayed quiet.

“Simon?” John squinted, trying to look Ghost in the eyes. “Do you? Want me to…?”

Ghost shrugged at first, then he opened his mouth like he wanted to say something but ended up closing it again. Finally, he nodded.

Soap lit up. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok, sure! Yeah, ah  can do that!” The sergeant was beaming with excitement. 

A smile appeared on Ghost’s face, a small shy smile. He swayed a little back and forth trying to deal somehow with the sudden excitement. “Ok-”

Soap’s hands were suddenly at his sides. Ghost gasped and instinct told him to swat his hands away, but he was pushed to lay on the bed before he could do that. 

Ghost wasn’t tickled in what felt like and could be forever so he was a giggling mess right of the start and Johnny laughed with him. To see Ghost like that was a gem. 

Soap wanted to discover where else his lieutenant was ticklish. He caressed the inside of Simon's knee and he bend over laughing, almost kicking Johnny in his face. Soap explored some more and then his hand travelled to Ghost’s neck.

But Ghost grabbed his hand, gently this time.

“Not there, Johnny.”

Soap nodded in understanding. “Ok, feel free to stop me whenever.” He wanted to resume, but Ghost was still holding onto his hands. “Si?”

Ghost blushed deeply and guided Soap’s hands under his shirt, shivering when skin touched skin. 

“Oh”

After that Simon as well as Johnny laughed and smiled for hours, savouring the intimacy and comfort they gave to each other. They were both in good hands.

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After Ghost had enough, they lay together on the bed, still giggling. Simon finally looked at Soap and realised that he was looking at him already.

"Now that ah know how nice does your laugh sound I will make sure to make ye laugh more."

“I already laughed more than for the whole…  year, Johnny. Thank you.”

They were in silence for a bit.

“Ghost?”

“Mhm?”

“Would ye let anyone else do this? All the things we have done together?”

“You know the answer,  Johnny”

....

….

“Ah’m glad I get to be that person, I hope ye know that.”

And Ghost knew, so he nudged Johhny’s pinky finger with his, hooking them together.

I hope you all enjoyed it! I know I took my time with it but I am really busy with life <3 Let's pray I still can write. Also, was that admission of feelings? Did they stop being idiots? I dunno, you tell me :D Comments really motivate me, so leave one if you feel like it <3

Ghosts Intrusive Thoughts

So I saw this TikTok and it got me thinking,, what if Ghost had this intrusive thought really often? How would he deal with it? Then I thought oh my god,, would he break down into tears and beg for Soap to touch him, hold him and speak to him just to assure Ghost that he’s real?? ITS SO SAD HRGRHH

I think the idea of Ghost just being so vulnerable is sad enough because it implies something either triggered him or something horrible has happened OR he’s finally had enough of the tough guy stuff and just needed his minute of vulnerability in which he trusts Soap with ONLY WWAAHAGAJ

Simon’s Adoration

Absolutely in need of a fic where Simon is absolutely WHIPPED for Johnny. Something that comes across my mind fairly often is how much Simon would love and cherish Johnny because of what he’s done for him.

Johnny helped him find Simon inside of Ghost again and was finally able to be a loving and nurturing man. With that, Simon would be at Johnny’s side 24/7 to keep him absolutely safe. Johnny would ask him nicely to give him privacy (not that he really minds, he just needs it on occasion) and each time Simon is hesitant but allows him as much time as he needs. Once Johnny is done with his alone time, Simon is glued to his side once again.

Johnny would ask Simon to help with something and he wouldn’t hesitate for even a second. If someone else asks, it’s simply a harsh “No,” or “I’m busy.” Simon would do anything for Johnny, and he knows it. Sometimes Johnny will even use this to his advantage to see Simon go off on some random recruit that made a rude remark about Johnny behind their backs.

This obviously doesn’t settle with Captain Price very well and it is so unbelievably obvious to the rest of 141 that it becomes a huge joke, even going as far as some calling Ghost “Soap’s loyal pet.”

They’re so fucking cute and I NEED more of this,, Umikochannart made a post that heavily inspired my need for this but yes I love them and I need more of them.

Banter(?)

I’m reading this fic at the moment and Soap will try to confront Ghost about things sometimes but Ghost will just kinda go silent for a second then tell one of his fucked up dad jokes and I find it really funny.

Like imagine Soap really needing to have a talk with Ghost so he sits him down and is like,

“Hey, why are you acting like this? You’ve been so distant lately and I feel like you don’t love me anymore.”

And Ghost is just like

“What’s worse than biting into an apple and discovering a worm? Biting into an apple and discovering half a worm.”

And Soap sits there with the most distraught look on his face while Ghost looks completely unbothered and takes it as a cue to keep going LMAOO

Wish you were here

So curious how you'd depict the Boys™️ in civilian clothes/streetwear; who has the most drip and who should be banned from public spaces for crimes against fashion?? 🤔

Uhh

Nevermind

Live Gaz reaction

Special treatment

HIIIIYYAA CHAT GUESS WHO FIGURED OUT HOW TWO POST 🔥🔥

first time in a hot minute i drew trad yooooo

When you have different boundaries

🧼 - Simon? Are you ok?.. Don't look like that... It looks cursed

💀- I'm counting to three and you're out.

🪖- Count to three? How is that? I can only until two

🪖- Scotland is not a real country! You're Englishman in the skirt!

💣- Take dis

Cup O' Coffee

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Hi lovelies! This is a soap×ghost×roach× reader fluff mini story. I know Captain Mactavish would probably make more sense in the context of these characters specifically- but truthfully I'm more familiar with our seargent Johnny boy from MWll so I went along with that personality instead. Thank you to @codsimp4life for the idea!!

Content Warning: swearing, mentions of drinking, immature behavior, reader is very sarcastic/enjoys teasing soap and ghost for being so close. Roach uses sign language to communicate, and reader is hard of hearing! Reader wears hearing aids, but also can communicate in and understand sign language (think that's it)

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"Watch your mouth, johnny"

Simon's large hand gripped the back of Johnny's neck, pushing him through the front door of the small little coffee shop while Johnny whined and grumbled something that sounded like 'yer always so demanding, L.T.' under his breath.

You trail behind the two brutes, arm intertwined with roach's arm. You all were part of the same task force and had an unbreakable bond.While you had a love for both the brooding lieutenant and the chipper scott always two steps behind him, roach was always your other half. Roach was good company,and often a nice break from the chaos that seems to follow every room Johnny walks into (must be why he's so good at demolition) or the old man grunts of acknowledgement you got from ghost when talking to him.

All four of you walk up to the counter, a sweet barista with a warm smile greeting the group of misfits that just entered. You glance over in time to see that familiar cheeky grin forming on Johnny's face and an exasperated sigh falls from your lips- already knowing exactly what was on his mind.

You and Roach sign complaints back and forth while Johnny attempts (key word: attempts) to flirt with the barista for a few minutes until your patience wears thin, signaling for ghost to step up and order instead while you turn your attention to Johnny.

You give Johnny a pointed look before wrapping a hand around his bicep, grumbling in his ear as you lead him away from the counter (this poor barista)

"Johnny, how about we try and practice not flirting with every woman within a 15 mile radius, yeah?"

Johnny allows himself to be lead over to an empty table, lips turning down into a pout as he shakes his head.

"I dnnae what yer talking about, lass. Hardly ever flirt with the pretty birds 'round here"

You hum alittle in agreement, one hand pushing his shoulder down to force his body into a seat. You sigh and slump into the seat across from Johnny, roach settling into the seat next to you.

"Probably because you're too busy flirting with the lieutenant, Johnny. You're already halfway up his ass at this point-"

Johnny is quick to flick your arm in rebuttal at the implication and Simon simply leans closer in his seat once he returns with everyone's orders, arm brushing against Johnny's as he looks into your eyes.

"Your poor mum, hope you don't kiss her with that mouth o' yours"

You scoff slightly before shaking your head in amusement- shooting Simon a sickly sweet smile before taking a sip of your coffee.

"Nah, only mum that I kiss with my mouth is Johnny's"

Your cheeky comment earns a small rumble from Simon's chest in amusement, and Johnny shoots you a quick glare- one that only gets more aggravated when he sees roach miming a..."childish" gesture with his fingers slipping into a hole he makes with his other hand.

"You two cut yer horseshite, that's my mam you're talking 'bout"

Roach simply shrugs and signs a quick 'I didn't say a word' which promptly results in groans from all around the table. You roll your eyes at Roach but passively allow him to take your coffee from your hand and take a sip for himself.

"Do you always have to make that joke? it's getting old-"

Roach decides signing was too much work when a simple gesture would get his point across far easier- and promptly flips you the bird with his free hand while sipping on your coffee. You flick the side of his head when you see how quickly he was draining your fresh cup of coffee and duck when he tries to tug at your hearing aids. (dirty move roach, dirty move)

"You already drank half of my coffee, don't drink the rest-"

Simon watches the whole interaction with a raised brow under his mask, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning back in his chair- the usual condescending tone falling from his lips again.

"Settle down, settle down. You two bicker worse than a married couple, need to learn how to have fun"

His comment results in a temporary truce between you and roach, both of you turning to exchange a look. You reach over and sip Simon's coffee instead before recoiling away at the bitter taste and sliding it back over to him.

"Because you of all people know how to have fun, lieutenant?"

Simon simply stares you down in response, looking you up and down slowly before responding in a defensive gruff.

"I know how to have fun."

You raise a brow at his response, sharing a look with the other two sergeants at the table with you. All of you were well aware of the fact it took Johnny two hours of pleading and whining before Simon finally agreed to come out with you all today for coffee, grumbling about how he would go if it would get Johnny to stop begging at his feet like a dog.

"Lieutenant, your definition of fun is filling out a crossword puzzle in the newspaper over a morning cup of tea. You don't know how to have fun, and that's okay. Acceptance is the last step-"

Your arm moves with the shaking from roach's silent laughter jostling his body at your comment, while Simon is far less amused. You meet his glare with a cheeky grin of your own and Johnny perks up when he gets an idea on how to enjoy the day off with you three.

"how 'bout we go out tonight to the pub? Drinks on me?"

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that's it lovelies! I hope you all enjoy ♡ should I make a part 2 to this? Maybe with them out getting drinks, or just how they interact together during missions?