Cod Mw Ghost - Blog Posts

John MacTavish is a man known for his particular charisma, but not for his patience. Sure, he was a good guy — impulsive, but not necessarily ill-intentioned. However, when it came to Simon Riley, John pulled out all the patience he didn't have and waited. He waited and waited, patiently, perseveringly, because he understood that Ghost had his secrets, his defensive walls and his own fear. Yet, John had a limit. Tired of being ignored, he would not be afraid to confront him, only to receive a "You don't know what you're asking for." "What am I supposed to be asking for then, Simon?" He blurted out. "Look, I just want to understand you.... I can't fix anything for you, or erase your pain altogether, but let me hear you. Let me see you."

I know I mentioned that I like to see Ghoap as a rather mellow couple, but I also think they had their fair share of conflicts early on. Just think; Ghost suffered a lot of things and all at once, a tremendous impact on his mental health and not only that, on his trust in others — He might be considered someone not worth knowing, because of his actions, his attitude, and his past. But Johnny doesn't care about that, because they've both stained their hands with guilty and innocent blood; But what happens when Ghost closes himself off, denying anyone access to his heart, afraid of losing it again?

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Yeah, Johnny's not going to let that happen. Persistent Scotsman.

based on these two particular panels of Batman and Superman that I saw around.

Also, if you made it this far, the question box is open to requests for drawings of these two or any other Cod member/ship/character. :3 (I need practice lmao)

Only Soap could be stupid enough to enter Ghost's room without knocking on the door knowing it was his day off. What's the worst that could happen? Oh, sure, waking up Mr. Sleep-deprived-already and earning one of his deadly glares. Although that's not exactly the worst; but seeing him in his bed, stretched out, shirtless, his muscles gently flexed, sweatpants baggy at the hips, exposing his skin, his scars that told stories and tattoos.... It took all the sergeant's willpower not to throw himself on top of him. But for Ghost, it was a "I should have locked up the bloody door" and a "turn off the light, MacTavish."

(Why does he sleep with the mask on? Soap will think.)

Soap is definitely the kind of guy who doesn't knock on doors before entering. He's gotten himself caught up in a lot of things, some of them better, some of them he doesn't want to remember.

This is the reference I used hehe and an alternative version of the same Illustration :3

"Soap has seen this man kill without hesitation, get blood on his hands, fire a gun without flinching and throw a knife into someone's jugular. But he doesn't mind, at the end of the day, watching Ghost do that. Because when they're alone, just them, he can see him; he can see that little piece of himself he'd buried, Simon Riley. He can fill his face with kisses, caress and trace his scars, make him chuckle and watch his little eyes crinkle at the sides. Soap might have zero sense of preservation in messing with him, he might be crazy.... But he was crazy in love. And he wouldn't trade that for anything."

They are in love, your honor.

I'm not going to lie; I 100% HC Simon as a big softie for Soap or his loved ones. Simon doesn't have a family, in fact, before of the TF's members, he didn't had anyone. So I like to think that after years of isolation, of the buried longing to be loved and seen... Soap arrived as an intruder that he couldn't kick out. Soap broke through all his defenses, so easily that seemed like a mockery and came to his heart to stay. Hope y'all liked my version of Ghoap :) I don't like to see them as violent lovers (only sometimes) but as a couple carefully built on layers of trust and vulnerability amidst the chaos of their line of work.

"Are ya comfy, bug?" The Brit asked, his deep, somewhat raspy voice with an unexpectedly warm tone pulling him from his thoughts. Comfortable? Indeed, surprisingly, he was, but he was still a little unsure, though he preferred not to even question how much extra weight he was capable of lifting. "Very, I could sleep here..." Crimson replied, in a low tone that almost seemed made to tease him a little. "Are you sure it's not too much weight? If you get hurt, I'm not going to carry your gear for you..." He muttered, to which Ghost replied with the greatest simplicity in the world; "Weigh me? You're like a bloody feather on my back, bug."

So... Last post was received better than I expected (22 notes, not too many, but wow, for a nobody like me here it's impressive at least for me(?) So here I bring my version of Simon Riley :)) probably, if this gets support I will make a more detailed version of what I think of his face, complexion and design (I will do it anyway hehe). I live and die for an ash-blond Simon w/ crooked nose. I might post older drawings here too, so just to let you know that Crimson's design has changed a LOT and Ghost's too in my version.

If you read this, thank you for your attention! I'd love to hear what you think of my Simon HC design, hehe.