i’ve been daydreaming about this idea and istg i can never word it well so heres a ramble but thinking about soap and reader who sleep together not out of desire for each other but because they’re both so madly in love—to the point of ragged obsession—with ghost.
how you seek out each other every night, pawing hands mapping scarred bodies, trying to imagine a bulkier frame, a deeper voice; a face never seen before. you leave marks on each other’s skin, pleas dripping from your maws—“more,” he begs; “please,” you whisper and you both know the two of you are thinking about ghost.
how you fall beside each other, staring at the barrack’s ceiling, quiet, before the anecdotes drip.
soap tells you about him today. the jabs, the teasing, the way big hands clasped his wrists to help him find a better position in the firing range. he tells you about the incident in the locker room, how the two of them stepped into each other’s space, unconsciously gravitating toward each other, unaware of how close they’ve become until soap felt the drag of ghost’s denim on his thigh. he was the one who sprang away, guilt heavy on his tongue.
i thought of you, johnny said. i couldn’t do that to you.
you whimper, tucking your face on the crook of his neck, feeling his arm curl around you and pull you close.
voice wavering, you tell him about ghost’s silence. his coldness. how he met your eyes today before deliberately walking past you like you weren’t worth much, not his time nor his presence. you tell him about the way ghost was always there in your peripheral, somehow—a stalking shadow, a beast prowling, but always dismissive, always detached. you tell soap of the misery.
you never really did know why ghost hated you.
(oh but you do.
you tell yourself you don’t know as if ghost’s ire didn’t start that day when he caught you and soap slipping out of the closet. remember what he did then? he tugged soap out of your reach and flicked his eyes down on you with a warning before marching out with johnny’s wrist still clasped in his hand.
remember what the darkness was that danced in ghost’s eyes?
jealousy.
possessiveness.
ghost didn’t care about you. he never had.)
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Unna enjoying the dusk hours, for @dreams-of-wind-and-void!
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as they say: " что вижу, о том пою" aka thranto as common birds of my region~
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i dont usually post scudlertron on here but i liked how this turned out so [: they r everything to me
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ahh! i found some lost art of my TADC OC in my files, and i felt sad it was never shared with anyone so here ya go!!
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@circus-clangen lives rent free in my head, and I heard we were making circus clan inspired OC’s so…. Meet Searing Ember, a daring young feline who deals with the circuses pyrotechnical devices! Most often he deals with things like fireworks, but he can make explosives for… other purposes.
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i give my wife routine updates on this poll and her primary concern is always how katherine hepburn is doing, so i have to have her pulled up before i talk about it
Hi Tumblr wives!
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Drawing i did at church that im actually very proud of what
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Vaimoharhaisuus
Kun näet vaimosi sielläkin, missä hän ei ole
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