#@SOAP YOUR BRAIN

[fumifooms]

Thistle struggling to reconcile Mithrun saying Delgal’s dead with the illusion he’s been living, cracks forming on memories of a time Delgal refused soup from him.

Thistle in "Delgal’s" arms, refusing soup because he no longer feels needs.

Eating is the privilege of the living

We were supposed to have dinner together

#dungeon meshi #Delicious in dungeon #thistle #delgal #meta #dunmeshi parallels you are famous to me #Spoilers #dungeon meshi manga spoilers #@SOAP YOUR BRAIN #The progression from Delgal sharing an apple with him to Delgal drinking alone… #Dinner table motif you are famous to meeeee #Eating is the privilege of the living and we were supposed to have dinner together

[tacticalanxiety]

Psst, wanna drop that ugly towel? 👀

NSFW BELOW THE CUT - MDNI

#i didnt think id post this #but your girl broke a sweat on this one #and her brain #and her heart #so i couldnt not share right? #johnny soap mactavish #cod fanart #call of duty fanart #call of duty #john soap mactavish #digital painting #fanart #soap mactavish #soap cod #cod #cod mw3 #john mactavish #johnny mactavish #my art

[brewed-pangolin]

A million thank you's to the amazing @temeyes for bringing the enthusiastic menace that is Gym Rat Soap to life.

I can not begin to tell you how much I'm in absolute LOVE with this depiction of him.

I may let loose some very (VERY) NSFW Gym Rat Soap imagines/drabbles that embody Soap MacTavish from the game. But before he graces your screens and steals the spotlight of my inspiration, this is how he appears in my head.

Bouncing around like a madman while I'm trying to maintain some semblance of sanity.

And now he will forever be my snicker (attention) needing gremlin. Powerlifiting his way through the walls of my subconscious until I finally feed him and let him loose onto the unsuspecting Soap Squad.

So much love to you, Tim! 💛

#soap squad™️ #gym rat soap #hes like the opposite of a gremlin #if i dont feed him he eats my brain #temeyes #youre amazing #and i love you #gremlin gym rat soap supremacy #ghost keeps him busy when i cant #johnny soap mactavish #simon ghost riley

[mi-i-zori]

Among the Ice of Her Thoughts

CoD Viking!AU (Not Mine) - Viking!Soap x Healer!Reader

DISCLAIMER : Just a little something I wrote a while ago for @ghouljams ‘ Viking!AU. I just recently tweaked it a little. Healer!Reader is Ghoul’s character, not mine. I will write something for my own Viking!AU, but it will of course be very different from theirs. Please go check their work, it’s absolutely amazing !

WARNINGS : None.

I do not give anyone permission to re-publish and/or translate my work, be it here or on any other platform.

When she finally comes back from the realm of dreams, Dag’s chariot is already high in the sky, and the sun is peaking through the fabrics of her tent.

She finds tearing her limbs from their lethargic state to be no easy task. Her muscles are begging for a few more minutes of rest ; hours, even. They pull and wail along with her every move, the creaking of her joints echoing within their walls. She could indulge them - the Gods know how many times she decided to follow her needs, going back to sleep when she was supposed to start her day. But she is not tired enough to succumb to sleep anymore ; especially not when a choir of unfamiliar voices echo from the outside of the so-called « sanctuary » she was given a few hours earlier. To her, this assortment of fabrics and furs is no safe haven, especially not when she jumps so violently every time they start dancing with the wind. Still, she is in no position to complain : not only was she given permission to use this tent as hers even though it originally belongs to the one who brought her here, but the warriors roaming the campsite also respect the boundaries this shelter was made to provide, allowing her to hide from their curious eyes.

A part of her wishes she could stay under the covers and ignore her surroundings, act as if this is was nothing more than a dream. Yet she forces herself out of their warmth, the morning breeze leaving a trail of shivering kisses along her skin.

She barely has the time to put her heavy coat on that the sun suddenly sculpts a broad silhouette on the outside of the furs. It moves silently, with the confidence of a warrior, and her whole body tenses as the man stops before the entrance of her tent. He hovers for a second as she stands frozen in place, her breathing so low even she can barely feel it in her chest.

- Vænn ? You awake ?

It’s MacTavish, she realises, his deep timbre sending a wave of warmth down her spine ; a stark contrast to the violent shivers the sound of the nickname he gave her send crawling down her spine. Despite knowing that he is unable to see her, she can’t bring herself to move. Swallowing the knot tightening in her throat, she graces him with a hum, although it comes out much weaker than she originally intended.

- ‘Am about to go gather some wood. Wanna come with me ?

His tone is low, careful ; not unlike the kind one would use to coax a terrified little creature out of its shell. She can’t really decide if she likes the idea or not. In her eyes, this behaviour of his is way too human for a man like him, cursing the flame that sways in her chest at the prospect of accepting his offer. Her satchel lies against the wooden post standing in the middle of the tent, it’s empty stomach catching her gaze. It could be a good opportunity to gather some herbs for her decoctions, she thinks, and the rational part of her soul lights up at the idea of potentially being useful to her captors. MacTavish’s words from the day before echo in her mind.

Say yes next time someone asks if you’re a healer. You’ll live longer.

- Give me a minute, she finally says, the words grating against her tongue. Please.

- Gotcha. I’ll be waiting for you near the campfire.

It’s only when his shadow disappears that the tension finally lets go of her chest. One of her hands glides along her face, a sigh escaping through her fingers. The bed is neatly made before she covers herself in warm furs and sturdy leathers. She then takes a deep breath as she opens the entrance of the tent, rolling her shoulders to ease the stiffness in her muscles. The tremors seizing her body are not from the midgardian frost waiting for her outside ; but she decides to play pretend, holding her head high as she steps in the fresh morning snow. Sól greets her with a wintery kiss on her cheek, highlighting MacTavish’s figure in the distance. She marches towards him, forcing herself to ignore the curious stares of his companions.

Vænn. A catch. A prey. That is what she is in the eyes of those who see themselves as a pack of wolves, their fur covered in blood as they take whatever they want, destroying those who refuse to yield : nothing but a frail creature meant to follow their every word in order to stay alive. Soap has made his intentions of courting her clear, promising that no harm shall befall her while she lives among his peers ; but as he greets her with a smile, guiding her towards the forest with a hand on her back, she knows she cannot allow herself to be afraid. One wrong move, and she shall become nothing more than a meal to be shared in their den.

A frozen blade pierces her core as these thoughts dance in the back of her mind. The forest is peaceful, and they slowly carve their own path through its shimmering white coat. Her gaze roams her surroundings as MacTavish starts gathering a thick bundle of branches under his arm, looking for a patch of herbs to collect. Their eyes meet, causing him to send a smile in her direction before resuming his own search. The snow crunches heavily under his boots. Her attention flickers to the blade hanging from his hips, the iron of its handle glinting in the sun. She frowns as her mother’s voice echoes through her memories.

You are not safe, she says, and she can almost see her spectre glare at the warrior’s silhouette walking ahead of her.

You are not safe.

#cod x reader #x reader #call of duty x reader #fem!reader #cod au #cod mw2 #johnny soap mactavish #john soap mctavish x reader #viking au #viking!soap #soap x f!reader #soap mactavish x reader #soap mw3 #Ghoul ​I love this AU so much #thank you for sharing your brain with us

[godihatethiswebsite]

Desert Oasis

✽ Johnny "Soap" Mactavish x f!reader (The Mummy AU)

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✽ Part 1 - Learning about your cousin and his past

Maybe Kyle actually used to serve with John until one mission pushed him a bit too far past his moral compass and he ended up leaving his military career behind, travelling down to see his last remaining relative - you.

You two had been thick as thieves growing up, family always visiting on holidays as his much more persuasive self - quite a charmer even for a seven year old - was fond of conning you into mischief you had no business being a part of. Now when he's not pestering you he frequents bars to help shake off the PTSD and find people with some coin to do odds and ends jobs for.

Catching up with Kyle usually always included a stroll down memory lane reminiscing about his old war stories. His troublemaking tendencies didn't change as he got older. He was just better about talking his way out of getting disciplined for it. But you'd heard plenty of tales about what he got up to with the notorious Sergeant Mactavish back in the day. More than enough to suggest the man was a scoundrel despite the praise your cousin laid on thick regarding his ability to always have your back in a skirmish.

So when an anonymous tip leads you to a man who can supposedly get you to the fabled city of Hamunaptra and they pull John out of his jail cell, Kyle just gives him a shit eating grin leaning against the bars and says, "Hope you didn't have to bend over for anyone in there."

"Nah. They said mah mouth's prettier than mah arse anyways."

Meanwhile you're standing there watching this conversation with your eyes glued to the man behind the bars with filthy desert tanned skin, bit-too-long stubble, the strangest choice in hairstyle, and cerulean blue eyes sparkling with the promise of mischief thinking 'dear lord what am I getting myself into?'

[Edited 5/8/24: changed formatting, title, tags, and numbering system]

#soap x reader #cod #call of duty #mummy au #kyle gaz garrick #john soap mactavish #still have no idea what I'm doing #I'm not a writer #just stuck with brain bunnies #godihatethiswebsite #highland games #name your price #prettiest boy #spooky scary skeleton #john mactavish #john mactavish x reader #soap mactavish #soap mactavish x reader #johnny soap mactavish #johnny mactavish #kyle garrick #johnny mactavish x f!reader #cod x reader #call of duty x reader

[losersimonriley]

Imagine:

Soap takes a week trying to rickroll Ghost. It works the first time. It doesn't work on attempts two to six. It works on the seventh try. By the end of the week, Ghost refuses to open any link, any sound file, follow any QR code Soap sends him. He has the youtube url memorized. The damn song has been stuck in his head all week. Soap is very pleased with himself that it worked thrice (counting the one time he crept up to Ghost to sing into his ear in the break room only to get almost punched in the face for his trouble) and Ghost is definitely not fuming.

Then, for a whole month, nothing.

Ghost is starting to relax. He's still wary of Soap and his rickrolls, but not overly so. Maybe, after that one week, Soap got bored. So, early one morning, Ghost is alone in the weight room. He plugs his headphones into the old phone he uses as a walkman since his mp3 player finally died. He presses play.

"Never gonna..."

He skips to the next song, very much not labelled Rick Astley.

"Never go-"

Skip.

"Never-"

Ghost takes a deep breath. Pinches his nose.

"MACTAVISH!"

The scream is loud enough to wake half the base.

Gaz and Soap are in stitches over the whole affair for days and whenever anyone brings it up after. Soap had actually managed to replace Ghost's entire song library with Never Gonna Give You Up.

He still had to hide from Ghost to not have his neck snapped, though.

AHHAHA PLEASE I need to know what Ghost did to deserve this level of psychological warfare

#soap is a man on a MISSION aye #I love your brain #ghostsoap #asks

[meiozis]

hyuck really seems like the kind of boyfriend who would try and act sooo cool when you're around his friends (as if he still has to keep trying to impress you), but turns into the clingiest, softest little creature as soon as it's just you two

#this image of him has been absolutely stuck in my head for the past few days #like he would be all loud and amping up the funnyman side of himself when youre out with friends #but then being an absolute puppy in private like he just wants to be Loved™ #i am going to wash my brain with soap #neo #hc #i almost posted this on my main blog lmao gn 😭 #peach.txt

[asteriasgarden]

you know what, everyone always puts the hardstyle and phonk songs on Ghost’s playlists because they’re violent but i don’t think we’re thinking enough about the fact that Soap’s neurodivergent ass would take one listen and be like “oh brain go quiet brrrrrrr time to nap to this”

#ghostsoap #cod #soap cod #soap call of duty #soap modern warfare #soap mwii #soapghost #cod modern warfare #cod mw2 #ghost cod #ghost call of duty #ghost #ao3 #writing #fanfics #writeblr #ao3fic #ao3 stuff #the neurodivergent urge to listen to the most batshit insane ear ruining music in order for some peace and quiet in your own brain #i’m just saying #hardstyle #phonk #trap metal #autistic things #adhd brain

[atopvisenyashill]

i hate the “normal jake” take on jacaerys so much, we really think a dude who was raised by fucking rhaenyra, harwin, laenor, AND daemon, who has to be his mother’s perfect heir beyond reproach bc her claim is under threat literally the moment he’s born, then gets a single iota of power and goes on a two week bender in the north, makes a blood pact with a guy he just met, gets shitfaced and shotgun marries a bastard born girl so we got not one but two bastards as claimants to the iron throne, lets some random common born fucks get ahold of some dragons, and STILL does such a good job as heir that he convinces over half the realm to continue supporting him & his clearly emotionally unraveling mother, AND inspires extreme amounts of loyalty in nettles & addam & cregan which is thee only reason anyone in his branch of the family tree is left alive at the end of the dance and we're calling him normal? we're calling him boring??

jace is not "normal lacrosse jake" he's that girl who was cheer captain and nhs president and the lead in the last five school theater productions who got a full ride to college and developed a severe drug addiction, got diagnosed with adhd, depression, ptsd, generalized anxiety disorder, and still pulled off graduating with highest honors before flaming out of her first job and if you dont think that is the most cursed targ shit, its because you're an only child and all only children deserve to be bullied more online!

keep my broken golden child's name OUT YOUR MOUTH!

#me jace and baelor breakspear all chillin in the corner and hissing at everyone who comes near us #bc no one understands what being the eldest golden child does to your brain. you guys are such younger siblings it’s embarassing smh #valyrianscrolls #jacaerys targaryen #getting on my soap box #jacaerys velaryon #every time i see someone refer to baelor as boring or jace as ‘normal’ i put another dollar in the knife jar #this is like 90% jest 10% heat as usual. it is all peace & love @ anyone who has called him jake aksjsj

[a-small-writer-in-a-big-world]

Yes it’s dumb to head canon that the boys call Price dad but also as someone who has accidentally called my teachers “mom” I think it’s very true actually

#like sometimes brains be mixing that stuff up #and then you see your mentor #as your parent #and then you just word vomit #and then call them your parent #it happens #and considering these men are in high stress situations #with little to no sleep #they’ve probably slipped up before #simon ghost riley #mw2 ghost #ghost mw2 #mw2 price #captain john price #kyle gaz garrick #gaz mw2 #john soap mactavish #mw2 soap

[callofdudes]

More Headcanons because I can't sleep~

Ghost enjoys horror. He can sit through it without so much as a muscle flinch and even laughs in the face of the thrillers. Although he enjoys horror, he is much less keen on watching movies like Scream or sequences starring a masked killer similarity representing a ghost for obvious reasons.

In a CVN AU or as Military Personnel I can see Ghost owning a podcast. Not one where he talks and gossips, but simply a black screen with a logo he designed himself. It would probably feature a representation of his mask design with the stripes.

Ghost isn't much of a conspiracy man. While he enjoys the odd thought from Soap, he doesn't consider himself an avid theorist. He narrates horror stories and creepypastas. With his deep, slow voice he's amassed many listeners who send in their creepy paranormal stories, fact or fiction and he reads the ones he finds the best. Some have even sent a shiver down his spine before. Soap isn't much of a horror man, but he finds himself listening to Ghost's deep, gravelly voice at all times. It's surprisingly relaxing to fall asleep to a deep and slow Manchester accent.

He has a workout playlist on Spotify but refuses to show Soap or anyone else the songs he listens to. (Personally I think Soap would show him Masquerade by Siouxxie and he got addicted to listening to it.)

Ghost ears alone. He will either get his food and eat in his room or he will wait till everyone has left to eat. Soap has only been allowed to sit with Ghost in his room during lunch.

I think Ghost does a lot of the more docile and domestic work around the 141 base. If he can't sleep he'll get up and quietly do the dishes or clean up the kitchen. He denies all of this and even goes as far as to threaten Gaz when the sergeant caught him nurturing the dishes in the sink.

Sometimes when new recruits are assholes Ghost will purposefully get their bunk up a few hours earlier than schedule time just to beat them down. If they thought they were top dog let's see how they run on three hours of sleep.

Ghost is very alert in high stress situations and is often very on edge days after getting back from a mission. But there are other times when is body can't take it. With the mix of shock, obvious anxiety and stress he will completely shut down. Once after a mission he passed out on Price's shoulder and both of them agreed to never bring it up again.

He absolutely LOVES getting to play good cop bad cop with Soap when they are put in charge of interrogations or interrogative training with recruits.

Can dance. Attempted to get Ghost to join him once but surprise surprise, it didn't work.

Unlike Ghost who keeps his music interests almost exclusively private, he's not the least bit ashamed to blast his music loudly in the gym throughout the duration he's there.

His height is often what gets him underestimated. Most new recruits often try to establish a "top dog" and Soap often isn't seen as that man. He's Scottish though. Get on this marshmallows edge and he'll bark at you. If you said something wrong he will instantly pick up the octave and pull them back down below him with his drill sergeant voice. (Ghost is proud.)

Soap also enjoys playing bad cop good cop with Ghost. He'll go in acting all nice and trying to sweeten ho their victim. When it doesn't work (inevitably) he'll lean on the desk and whistle in this 6'4 body of muscle with a skull for a face and it turns his guts all the time.

Soap takes a lot of precautions to work his way up to Simon. So he's designated every Saturday , 6pm if nothing else is going on to watch a movie and just hang. (Ghost had surprisingly shown up to every single arrangement)

Master of surprise parties. He is a prank master so naturally he's also good at throwing parties. They threw a party for Price's birthday and he almost had a heart attack when he stepped on the trip wire which set off an air horn and got confetti thrown in his face from the ceiling.

Soap mostly takes his pranks out on the recruits. He enjoys talking idly with Ghost as a recruit is mysteriously dumped in disgustingly bright pink glitter on the way to the showers. They were scrubbing it out of the floors and uniform for months.

Ghost has always reminded Soap about self preservation but Soap would jump in for his friends lives in a heartbeat. He is always willing without hesitation to do whatever on the field he can to save his partners.

Once Soap came back with a bullet wound in his shoulder and instantly went to Gaz while he was actively bleeding out to make sure he didn't get hurt.

Again, despite his size Soap is extremely skilled in hand to hand. He does have trouble one-upping his lieutenant but he will always remember when König visited the base with a small team and he managed to deck the big guy.

Gives out free haircuts despite not knowing the first thing about hair.

Is the only one out of the 141 who got Alejandro and Rudy an anniversary gift after offhandedly hearing about it in a background conversation and acted like it was totally cool. (Both Vaqueros were extremely happy)

This man likes bombs. He's smart. Extremely smart. If you want to know the pressure, diameter and exact penetration radius of a 12 pound nuclear bomb and it's fission would be he could tell you in a heartbeat.

He knows he's pretty. Let's be honest, he doesn't just wear that throat mic because it's "practical".

Ok bye ✌️

#simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #ghoap #ghostsoap #cod headcanons #call of duty headcanons #they are rotting my brain your honor

[bigothteddies]

anyways now that the danger has passed and it’s completely pointless for anyone to worry about me I’m ready to talk about the fact that the minor medical emergency I referred to a few times on here during the holidays was when I had an (apparently) spontaneous brain bleed and spent 5 days in the ICU with wires all over my body and an emergency brain surgery to drain the blood from inside my skull.

(I’m fine now)

#unimportant thoughts #past the reoccurrence redzone and everything #but like jesus did that feel like a soap opera at the time #nothing gets the blood flowing like being told that the fact you’re walking and not in a coma is a medical miracle #anyways listen to your body and don’t forget to advocate for yourself in medical situations #I was sent home from the hospital the first time and spent an entire week with my brain bleeding before going back to the hospital #and actually getting properly diagnosed #crazy crazy time man #seriously though I’m fine I don’t need concern or attention or anything this is more of a PSA combined with a ‘wow. Crazy right?’ kinda pos

[rithmeres]

david & goliath part vii: mikasa as pietro novelli’s “david with the head of goliath” (1630s)

#mikasa ackerman #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #aot #snk #BEFORE ANYONE SAYS ANYTHING I AM AN ANIME ONLY. BTW. #the more i think about my ideal ending the more i set myself up for disappointment but my massive analytical brain cant be wrong #this has been building for a while. the implications are there. #i was listening to my boy by billie eilish (MY BOY DONT LOVE ME LIKE HE PROMISED HE AINT A MAN AND SURE AS HELL AINT HONEST) #and this is love by the hunt (THIS IS LOVE. THIS IS WAR. THIS IS NOT ABOUT REVENGE OR WHAT I FELT BEFORE) #and also me and the devil by soap&skin (HELLO SATAN I BELIEVE IT'S TIME TO GO) #girl i hope u execute him with extreme prejudice. i hope you and your cousin kill him and his brother in the best ways possible #wherefore art thou #snk spoilers #blood tw #snkdavids #gore

[trainingdummyrabbit]

gmgjgfgooood fuckig morning besties today i almost slipped into the fucking void ama

#iam always sooooo fuckig sleepy until i forget t save th mental fortitude t wake up again #pros of gay people in your brain: can fucking grab and shake u before u turn into soap bubbles. anyway ✌ #piktalk #anyway despite it all iam still sleepy but now iam also Rattled. juuuuust girl things. uuauhgghh. ugh #weeee stay silly!!!!!!!!! [crumpled like a newspaper]

[no-lessthan3]

"You're...fragile"

Gentle hands cupped his cheek, slowly sliding behind his head to lightly scratch at his nape.Soft eyes looking at his relaxed form, his eyes closed, his head leaning towards the comforting presence.

"Not fragile like glass tho... More like a bomb. Dropping into my life unexpectedly, causing chaos everywhere, knocking everything off the shelves, setting everything ablaze... Making my heart race and shit"

Quiet giggles escaped soft-spoken lips as he tightened his arms around his lovers frame

"I was just getting settled into the unfairness of the world. I'm glad I had you to push everything out of order during it, I don't wanna even imagine how boring that would have made me."

A soft kiss was placed on his forehead, hands still caressing his face gently, the comforting warmth showing no signs of going away anytime soon. He let out a satisfied hum

"I know I don't voice it out often, but ig what I wanna say is... I love you"

#Imagine your OTP #Fluff #My dream life fr #And then they cuddle to sleep #Pain #I love them your honour #Inspired by that one incorrect quote where soap from COD says he's fragile like a bomb #Idk how that turned into this in my brain

[vgilantee]

y’all wouldn’t believe the filth i send to @glossysoap 🤭🤭 one day i’ll write a fic but for now it’s how i make up for my crush-sick rambles about Some Guy

#i really go ‘than you for listening to me talk about how much i want him. as a reward here’s how soap would fuck your brains out!’ #char rambles