Latest Posts by babybatreads - Page 6

Simon Riley got his fingers fucked up. Time spent under Roba's torture messed up the joints, made his digits barely able to flex and curl and left him with chronic pain, especially once the temperatures start to drop. It's alright, not the worst thing he came out of that encounter with, he can live with it. Doesn't bother him even that much.

It's just that Simon Riley used to love knitting.

Soft, creamy white, thick yarn turning into volumunous sweaters with huge warm collars his mother and his brother's bird could wear, safe from the nasty winter chill. Stripey socks, comfortable hats, long fluffy scarves - he could and would do it all.

Roba took it from him. Knitting needles became almost impossible to hold properly, struggling over the yarn mess for more than 15 minutes pisses him off and makes him never want to pick it up again. He can barely make a couple rows of a shitty excuse of a scarf, let alone finish a single thing.

And then Soap brings his LT over to his family home for their joint leave - two whole weeks in a household full of bustling life, hearty food and loving banter. In the evenings, when Johnny and all the younglings of the family have already spent their buzzing energy and are snoring in their beds, sometimes piled up like tired puppies, Simon and Mama MacTavish both are kept up by their insomnia. In a pleasantly dimly lit living room, this beautiful woman with white hair and noble profile sits, kitting - soft white wool of Highlands' best sheep turning into a sweater in her hands.

Simon comes to sit with her, calmed down by the sounds her needles make and the hypnotizing movements of her hands. First couple of nights he just lets it lull him to sleep before Mama MacTavish sends him off to wam bed with her snoring son already sprawled across it like a starfish.

Then Simon picks up needles himself. It's a slow, torturous process, his grip slipping, threads coming apart, frustration and anger at his useless fingers building - yet Mama's hands always come to rescue. She soothes the pain in his fingers, helps fix uneven loops, tells him stories of Johnny's childhood to distract Ghost from his angry mind. It works.

By the end of the leave he presents Soap the ugliest knitted hat with pompoms stitched to it in a row resembling a mohawk, and you bet Johnny wears it all the time, flexing in front of everyone who sees him in this monstrosity. He takes it to all the places he shouldn't, stubbornly unwilling to part with the gift, and loses pompoms - yet somehow Simon constantly sees new ones pop up on the hat.

It's Mama MacTavish stitching them on, because she knows, Simon needs a little help with this painstaking work for now.

-Hey Ghost! -Ay up Johnny!

The 141 as text posts + bonus Ghostsoap

They both take it in the ass🌸

Cake💔🥀

Cr: VoidBringerr [twitter]

slutty simon (he doesn’t pose)

Bunch of Bug&Boo from twitter

I love them your honor

old drawings of ghost

There is an ongoing joke about Ghosts belt and tac vest. He can pull anything out of it. He has bandages spare radios, water, snacks. Price and Gaz are used to it, but when Johnny is new to the team, he finds it hilarious.

He discovers first hand one of the things Ghost carries when after a long mission, he is sitting there in the heli, disassociated badly, picking his nails till they bleed.

He feels a gloved hand grip his jaw, gently pushing his mouth open, before sour floods his senses and he coughs and splutters.

He looks up at Ghost who is holding a bottle of sour candy spray. "WHAT THE FOOK??"

Ghost simply patted Johnny's mohawk. "got you out of your head"

warm up doodle of my wife

Yes I like fictional characters a very normal amount. Don’t look at my blog.

fyi i do not “crush” i experience violent, all-consuming devotion and yearning that leaves me physically ill

he wants that cookie so damn bad

I get so irrationally angry when people (namely non USAmericans) lean hard into meme-ing the "stupid americans" jokes

Because yeah, maybe you're right, a lot of us couldn't name your neighboring countries, or we can't point to your province on a map, or we haven't the foggiest clue of conversion rate of imperial to metric, or whatever reason or tidbit you want to add. Yes. We know that. We know that you know that.

But consider. A lot of us haven't left our own state before. A lot of us don't know half our own state. Please consider that a lot of people are simply trying to make it to the next day, next week, next month. I, myself, am extremely fortunate to be living with my parents at my age and my "rent" is extremely low. I'm fortunate. Many people are scrambling to pick up extra shifts at work or finding a second job to afford cost of living. Lots and lots of people are worrying about how to get karen out of their face without losing their job, they don't have time to study maps of europe.

And I get it. It's extremely easy to make that joke. We make it easy. And you don't what the average working class looks like. You hate our politics but can't change them, we hate them more and have no choice but to live with them. Your taxes go to public schools and healthcare. Ours go to military forces.

I can't police what anyone says, just asking that you think about your jokes. You're kicking a dying horse here.

Sometimes little pleasures in life are loadbearing. Whenever someone is like "If you'd just give up tea and coffee and sugar and--" im like I'll stop you right there. Because if you finish that sentence i am going to kill everyone in this building and then myself. If i have to face the horrors of the world without my little jar of caramel flavoured instant coffee i am going to go full American Psycho. Believe it or not, my main priority in life is not to have perfect teeth or be an Olympic athlete or look like a supermodel, but to actually enjoy living, because I spent far too long not doing that and it royally sucked. And boy, some people don't like hearing that. Particularly dentists

Shadow: God Ghost sounds so scary, I hope I never meet him

(Months later)

Shadow: That's a homosexual. That is the gayest, violent man I have ever met. That is a certified loser with the capability of murder. His boyfriend is scarier than him

Home

Filipino artist, Gregory Halili, carves intricate skulls into mother of pearl shells.

I learned to draw him now I put him in angsty situations 🫶

Gaz does not care for slow burn romances…

He's being domesticated guys

soap gets away with anything and everything

lil gaz under the cut

congrats gaz🫡🫡🫡🫡

Ghost solved the problem, everyone.

Ghost on his leave as a caretaker of random kids that saw him and said "mhm, yep, that scary, scarred man is trustworthy and won't kidnap me"

(Based off Armache's story lmao)

Johnny just wants to see Simon happy😭♥️

(He's desperate dw)

roleplaying GhostSoap 🎃

is that Soap here in this room with us, Ghost?