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Yay! Your back with all the reblogs :))))

Yay! I am lol I was gone for a hot minute glad it back 😭😌( ⁼̴̀ .̫ ⁼̴́ )✧ thank you for welcome me back 🤩☺️

yellow is her color!

Sheep hybrid!ghost who hates his hybrid side, despises being such a weak domestic animal.

He spends years keeping his hybrid side locked up tight, suppressing his herd instincts and keeping his wool-hair shorn to the root. Ghost hasn't vocalized since roba, everyone believes him to be human. The perks of being low-presenting, it seems.

Then you transfer onto base, a sheep hybrid who makes no effort to hide that fact.

For a while, ghost staunchly avoids you. He doesn't like the way his instincts start screaming about the flock just because a fellow sheep is nearby.

You must smell it on him, because you're constantly trying to talk to ghost. Tail wagging, fluffy ears twitching when you catch him in the hallway. Always followed by a dopey smile.

The thing that really catches ghosts attention is your wool. Thick and grown-out, you wear your wool with pride. It turns you all soft and round edges. Secretly, ghost likes your wool. He stares at you across rooms when your back is turned, wondering if his own wool would ever be that long.

Only for you to come back from leave with practically zero wool.

For a startling, horrified moment ghost convinces himself he somehow convinced you to hide your wool with all his staring. You smile at ghost, all starry-eyed and soft. "I made you something, sir."

From your bag you pull a long wool scarf.

It's clearly made from your wool, still smells of you. You bahh happily as you wrap it around his head and next, creating a sort of impromptu wool coat of his own "now we match!!"

...if ghost spends his whole day with his nose tucked into the scarf, wondering if being a sheep is so bad...that's his business.

Sheep hybrid!ghost who hates his hybrid side, despises being such a weak domestic animal.

He spends years keeping his hybrid side locked up tight, suppressing his herd instincts and keeping his wool-hair shorn to the root. Ghost hasn't vocalized since roba, everyone believes him to be human. The perks of being low-presenting, it seems.

Then you transfer onto base, a sheep hybrid who makes no effort to hide that fact.

For a while, ghost staunchly avoids you. He doesn't like the way his instincts start screaming about the flock just because a fellow sheep is nearby.

You must smell it on him, because you're constantly trying to talk to ghost. Tail wagging, fluffy ears twitching when you catch him in the hallway. Always followed by a dopey smile.

The thing that really catches ghosts attention is your wool. Thick and grown-out, you wear your wool with pride. It turns you all soft and round edges. Secretly, ghost likes your wool. He stares at you across rooms when your back is turned, wondering if his own wool would ever be that long.

Only for you to come back from leave with practically zero wool.

For a startling, horrified moment ghost convinces himself he somehow convinced you to hide your wool with all his staring. You smile at ghost, all starry-eyed and soft. "I made you something, sir."

From your bag you pull a long wool scarf.

It's clearly made from your wool, still smells of you. You bahh happily as you wrap it around his head and next, creating a sort of impromptu wool coat of his own "now we match!!"

...if ghost spends his whole day with his nose tucked into the scarf, wondering if being a sheep is so bad...that's his business.

Sheep hybrid!ghost who hates his hybrid side, despises being such a weak domestic animal.

He spends years keeping his hybrid side locked up tight, suppressing his herd instincts and keeping his wool-hair shorn to the root. Ghost hasn't vocalized since roba, everyone believes him to be human. The perks of being low-presenting, it seems.

Then you transfer onto base, a sheep hybrid who makes no effort to hide that fact.

For a while, ghost staunchly avoids you. He doesn't like the way his instincts start screaming about the flock just because a fellow sheep is nearby.

You must smell it on him, because you're constantly trying to talk to ghost. Tail wagging, fluffy ears twitching when you catch him in the hallway. Always followed by a dopey smile.

The thing that really catches ghosts attention is your wool. Thick and grown-out, you wear your wool with pride. It turns you all soft and round edges. Secretly, ghost likes your wool. He stares at you across rooms when your back is turned, wondering if his own wool would ever be that long.

Only for you to come back from leave with practically zero wool.

For a startling, horrified moment ghost convinces himself he somehow convinced you to hide your wool with all his staring. You smile at ghost, all starry-eyed and soft. "I made you something, sir."

From your bag you pull a long wool scarf.

It's clearly made from your wool, still smells of you. You bahh happily as you wrap it around his head and next, creating a sort of impromptu wool coat of his own "now we match!!"

...if ghost spends his whole day with his nose tucked into the scarf, wondering if being a sheep is so bad...that's his business.

Sheep hybrid!ghost who hates his hybrid side, despises being such a weak domestic animal.

He spends years keeping his hybrid side locked up tight, suppressing his herd instincts and keeping his wool-hair shorn to the root. Ghost hasn't vocalized since roba, everyone believes him to be human. The perks of being low-presenting, it seems.

Then you transfer onto base, a sheep hybrid who makes no effort to hide that fact.

For a while, ghost staunchly avoids you. He doesn't like the way his instincts start screaming about the flock just because a fellow sheep is nearby.

You must smell it on him, because you're constantly trying to talk to ghost. Tail wagging, fluffy ears twitching when you catch him in the hallway. Always followed by a dopey smile.

The thing that really catches ghosts attention is your wool. Thick and grown-out, you wear your wool with pride. It turns you all soft and round edges. Secretly, ghost likes your wool. He stares at you across rooms when your back is turned, wondering if his own wool would ever be that long.

Only for you to come back from leave with practically zero wool.

For a startling, horrified moment ghost convinces himself he somehow convinced you to hide your wool with all his staring. You smile at ghost, all starry-eyed and soft. "I made you something, sir."

From your bag you pull a long wool scarf.

It's clearly made from your wool, still smells of you. You bahh happily as you wrap it around his head and next, creating a sort of impromptu wool coat of his own "now we match!!"

...if ghost spends his whole day with his nose tucked into the scarf, wondering if being a sheep is so bad...that's his business.

Sheep hybrid!ghost who hates his hybrid side, despises being such a weak domestic animal.

He spends years keeping his hybrid side locked up tight, suppressing his herd instincts and keeping his wool-hair shorn to the root. Ghost hasn't vocalized since roba, everyone believes him to be human. The perks of being low-presenting, it seems.

Then you transfer onto base, a sheep hybrid who makes no effort to hide that fact.

For a while, ghost staunchly avoids you. He doesn't like the way his instincts start screaming about the flock just because a fellow sheep is nearby.

You must smell it on him, because you're constantly trying to talk to ghost. Tail wagging, fluffy ears twitching when you catch him in the hallway. Always followed by a dopey smile.

The thing that really catches ghosts attention is your wool. Thick and grown-out, you wear your wool with pride. It turns you all soft and round edges. Secretly, ghost likes your wool. He stares at you across rooms when your back is turned, wondering if his own wool would ever be that long.

Only for you to come back from leave with practically zero wool.

For a startling, horrified moment ghost convinces himself he somehow convinced you to hide your wool with all his staring. You smile at ghost, all starry-eyed and soft. "I made you something, sir."

From your bag you pull a long wool scarf.

It's clearly made from your wool, still smells of you. You bahh happily as you wrap it around his head and next, creating a sort of impromptu wool coat of his own "now we match!!"

...if ghost spends his whole day with his nose tucked into the scarf, wondering if being a sheep is so bad...that's his business.

why he do that

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Athletic Reader X 141 [Bonus!Headcanons]

After Price announced to his team that a new member, potentially a permanent one is joining them that week the lads were happy. Johnny being the brat of the unit gradually poked the information out of the captain.

"It's a Woman, johnny. When I visited her unit I saw her performances, and read her file. She's way too talented for a mere corporal so I'm taking her in my unit, as a sergeant"

The boys were surprised. Soap obviously loved the idea. Gaz was neutral. Ghost was quiet. They've worked with Laswell before but having a woman teammate in their unit? This was gonna be fun, they thought.

"Do ye think she's gonna be friendly? Have ye ever worked with a woman aye?"

"Don't know bout the Lieutenant but yeah I have. Multiple times actually. It's rare for women to join SAS"

"Just make sure she understands the dynamics, and settles in well. I talked with the captain, she's bloody young for SAS"

Let's say, they definitely were shocked after meeting her. She looked anything but soft.

She was jacked, to say the least. Her youth was visible in her face but except for that she was tough, with a firm build, 5'11 height and defined arms.

The next few days were contrary to before.

Having a woman in their close knit unit changed dynamics. They all thought they'd likely have to look after the newcomer especially Johnny, to which the reader surprised them. Her discipline was top notch. Gym for two hours straight starting at 4 in the morning, with planks, treadmills, leg press and step ups. Johnny was flabbergasted. So was the Lieutenant and other two. It came to a point where She was the one who was constantly asking the two sergeants to participate at training along with gym for 2 hours before usual training and 2 hours before sleep.

𝘽𝙤𝙣𝙪𝙨!𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨

Reader who always accepts the push up challenges from Kyle and Johnny only to end up setting a new record every time.

Reader who challenged Ghost in a sparring as she just wanted to learn some tricks from him only to end up tackling him in the ground.

Reader who always says she's nothing special, there are more talented soldiers than her to which Johnny replies “Lass, you're way too humble for someone who has a built like that”

Reader who always challenges the captain for hand wrestles and ends up winning every single time. Despite showing cool he's very much fumbling inside for losing in front of the sergeants.

Reader who once got into an argument with Kyle, him deliberately staying put in a place not wanting to move only for her to straight up scoop him up and throw him on a beanbag that was kept at side. Kyle has definitely not yet forgotten that incident even after months.

𝐀𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡ 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 & 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 :)

©𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐬 • 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘 𝐌𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐈 💢🚫

@alexandritte80 thanks for inspiring me (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)

father's day sketches

father's day sketches

father's day sketches

I FORGOT TO POST IT HERE HARRY POTTER AU FOR SUBGOAL

I FORGOT TO POST IT HERE HARRY POTTER AU FOR SUBGOAL

// Dear Wormwood

Pestilence: Tommy

"Then I will do this to you: I will visit you with panic, with wasting disease and fever that consume the eyes and make the heart ache. And you shall sow your seed in vain, for your enemies shall eat it.“ - Leviticus 26:16

// Dear Wormwood

Pestilence: Tommy

"Then I will do this to you: I will visit you with panic, with wasting disease and fever that consume the eyes and make the heart ache. And you shall sow your seed in vain, for your enemies shall eat it.“ - Leviticus 26:16

Welcome home, Theseus.

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