My idea for the reverse age gap Vampire AU (where Whitaker is a vampire and technically much older than Robby) is taking over my brain. And I’ve started researching the history of Nebraska to see what Whitaker’s timeline might be like being 100-120 years older than Robby.
Whitaker being that old means he was around for Nebraska earning its statehood and joining the union, and the founding of Broken Bow. And possibly the Kansas Nebraska Act that made NE part of a U.S. territory, depending on exactly how old I make him.
I’ve learned that Andrew Johnson tried to veto NE becoming a state but that congress overrode it. Nebraska is the only state to have joined the union in this manner.
Anyways, this brain worm continues to consume me. But I just can’t quite envision how to expand the idea beyond the scene I’ve already written (Whitaker overhearing Robby talk about the ethical dilemma of falling for your, seemingly, 26 y/o med student.)
Okay so I can’t get this idea out of my head for a The Pitt fan fic, and I want to try to at least write the one shot some day. But for now, I’m just gonna leave the idea here.
Vampire AU
Whitaker is starting his residency at The Pitt, coming in a little earlier because he’s excited to be back. Robby is already there too, and Dennis can see him and Abbot across the ED, tucked into a relatively quiet corner. At first, Whitaker thinks they’re just talking through cases to prep for shift change.
Dana gives Whitaker a warm welcome and tells him to go check in with the attendings, that they’re both happy for him to be back as an intern/R1. But as Dennis approaches, accidentally coming in from the side to avoid an oncoming gurney, he overhears Robby’s dismayed voice.
“Jack I can’t be falling for him… I’m basically twice his age, probably as old as his father. And not to mention the complete ethical debacle it is to feel like this about your student. I have too much power over him, his career. It’s not right.”
“Resident now, brother.” Abbot smirks.
“Not helping, jackass.” Robby scoffs.
Whitaker, not yet in their direct line of sight, decides to circle back around. Not really because the news has rocked him, but because he’s about to burst out in highly inappropriate laughter. Little does the senior attending know, that the resident he’s crushing on, worried about being more than 20 years older than… Is actually nearly 120 years older than he is.
Dennis loves the medical field, always has, and circles back to it in a new city every couple or few decades. Hell, Whitaker was just another face in the crowd at one of Robby’s first conference presentations in the 90s. Took him a while to place Robby’s face after his first day in The Pitt. It happens every now and then actually, but people see what they want to see, guided by facts of nature they believe are true. No one’s ever clocked him before, especially with the guard rails of avoiding people he with worked closely.
Well, this will certainly make for an interesting start to this residency.
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The 141 looking at videos of younger price doing things they got in trouble for and got them yelled at by price
Keepsakes
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"God, when was the last time he came here?"
"Long enough he doesn't want to bother cleaning this shit out himself," Ghost muttered as he shoves a facemask into Gaz's hands. The dust made it necessary.
Price finally made the decision to have his old storage unit cleaned out. He himself hadn't bothered to do anything yet, but he's convinced the boys to do some cleaning for him. He gave them a list of certain things he's looking for, then to their surprise Laswell did as well. Apparently it was a shared storage unit against Price’s will.
"There's the box Laswell told us to grab for her."
Most of the videos were in boxes marked by young agent Laswell, a clear warning not to touch them to a Lieutenant Price.
As they stuffed certain boxes into the van they arrived in, Soap found an old jacket. Not worn in years, SAS embroidered on it with Price's name proud on the breast. Soap shook the thing violently, to relieve it of any unwanted bugs and dust, before put it on. Almost a perfect fit.
"Hm, think he'll notice?"
Gaz snorts as he dares to open one of the boxes, "You're him made over."
Soap grins despite the sarcasm and starts posing, earning laughter from Gaz. Ghost rolled his eyes at him while he sorted through the boxes. He finally stops next to a particular box, kicking it lightly, "Nik box."
Soap and Gaz immediately dart over. Nik was precious with his mementos. Safe guarded them like a dragon. None of them saw anything he didn't want them to see, not picture or saved bullet casing. Not a single story unless he gives it up. Laswell and Price weren't so closed off and with start up a story from asking.
"Oh- What do you think is in it?"
Ghost lightly kicks the box again before he confidently says- "Nudes."
Soap gags and Gaz cackles.
"The head of his enemies. Or their di-"
"Stop," Soap grumbles as he pulls the box to the side with some of Laswell's.
There was something precious about how close they were, Price getting a storage unit only for Laswell and Nik to shove their own things inside without care. They didn't have any doubt the only protest from Price was only a bit of grumbling before he just let it happen.
“I think Nik wouldn’t let anything… unsavory be left where we could find it. There’s no way he would forget the location of anything sensitive.”
“What if, and hear me out, he’s forgotten with old age?” Ghost countered seriously, Gaz cackling in response.
Soap opens the box without hesitating another second. Ghost and Gaz whipped their heads around to stare as Soap pulls out a large book. It was a photo album with a slip of paper labelling the front. In Russian of course, just like the writing labelling the box.
“Alright, who’s been paying attention in Nik’s sort and somewhat weird lessons in Russian?”
Ghost stares hard at the photo albums front, truly concentrating as hard as he could. Gaz stared for a few seconds, eyes flickering to Ghost a few times, like he was waiting for him to reply. He didn’t, so Gaz did.
“I think it’s along the lines of ‘my sweet John’.”
Soap gags dramatically, “God, is it actually nudes?”
Ghost hums, “It’s not like we haven’t seen them naked before.”
“Yeah, well, I don’t want to see anything else beyond basic locker room shit.”
They were delaying, even though all of them desperately did want to know what was inside. But none of them made a move, just staring at the photo album while also eying each other. After a third minute of rather uneasy silence, Ghost sighs loudly before he grabs the photo album.
“Well, might as well. What’s one more piece of trauma?”
He unties the string keeping it closed, taking a step back before taking a deep breath, bracing himself. Soap and Gaz stared at him, waiting. So Ghost flipped open the album.
“Oh.”
Soap and Gaz shared a look before looking back at him, “Oh?”
Ghost flips a page, then another, before looking up, “They’re candids. A lot of them.”
Soap and Gaz finally look, and he was right. Each page was several pictures of a young Price just existing. Some of him napping in odd places, stuffing his face with questionable looking food, arguing with a young Laswell — He was just existing. And his behavior displayed in the photos were familiar.
“Johnny, weren’t you napping under the table the other day?”
“Weren’t you stuffing your fast with the shit you found in the back of the fridge?”
Gaz takes over the photo album, fondly looking at the pictures. Several photos, if not all, were taken clearly without Price’s knowing.
“Good to know Nik hasn’t lost any love,” the countless times Gaz has caught the man taking pictures of Price without the man knowing. He really wanted to know what his photo gallery looked like.
Suddenly, Soap gasps. Gaz looks up and Soap is holding a video camera, grinning madly.
“Sex tapes.”
“Simon!”
Gaz eagerly reaches for the camera, “Let me see!”
He saw the box it came from, labelled by Laswell. It was safe to look through… maybe.
He messes with the camera, laughing gleefully when it still turns on. Ah, they don’t make them like they used to.
“This is history!”
“And blackmail,” it was clear why Ghost was here. He never would pass up an opportunity to hold something over someone’s head, even the people who could make him disappear.
Gaz selects a video and starts playing it, watching the tiny screen intently. He wasn’t expecting to witness a past event of Price arguing with a currently unknown SAS officer, one that appeared to out rank him. He was cussing the man out with his full chest, and Gaz couldn’t help but look up at Soap.
“… what is it? I hear yelling.”
“I think we took after Price more than he realizes.”
Soap and Ghost were on either of Gaz now, watching the tiny screen with their chins on Gaz’s shoulders. Gaz played another video.
This one started with the camera facing a grinning Laswell, none of them could recall ever seeing such a mischievous look on her before. The camera switches over to show Price sitting on top of a cabinet with a guitar in his arms. He was clearly waiting for someone to come through the door by the cabinet.
“Do you know how many times he’s bitched at me for climbing on furniture-“
“Shh!”
Price was grinning at the camera and Laswell, and then an infamous figure they’ve all heard of but saw few photos of walked through the door. Captain MacMillan left his mark on Price, but clearly Price also left a mark on the man. Upon entering the room, he turns to say something to Laswell, then Price aggressively started playing the guitar.
“JONATHAN YOU CUNT-“
Laswell cackles as MacMillan grabs Price’s leg, dragging him from the cabinet. The camera cuts off right as the cabinet comes down with Price, the shock on his face blurred on the screen as the video ends. Gaz covered his mouth and Ghost leaned away. Soap chose to break the silence.
“I think he would throw us into a lake with bricks tied to our feet if we showed him this.”
“Clearly we make copies.”
They knew he was trouble in his youth, but this? Oh this was hypocrisy. And Laswell was in on some of it? Oh this was blackmail for sure. Ghost got what he wanted.
Toying with a magical realism idea where after MW3 and Soap’s death, Ghost wishes so hard for Soap to return that it comes true. He shows back up on base in the middle of the night and no one knows what the hell is going on.
Haven’t decided if I want Soap to just pop back into existence, maybe he wakes up in his grave and has to dig himself out (Ghoap mutual trauma anyone?). Nor have I figured out if there is a greater plot- dealing with Makarov, how magic brought Soap back, etc.
But I wanted to write the brain work down before I forgot!
Ghost who's a big dude, and he knows it. So he's overly conscious of his strength. It makes him extra gentle when he doesn't need to use his strength. Not so much he has to be soft around base. But when he's home. In Johnny's home.
Soap who's a big dude and he knows it too. But he's always been that way, so ge doesn't notice it that much. Knows he doesn't. Doesn't always mean to break the things he does. Is careful not to touch what he doesn't want to break too much.
I wanted to make a post I could copy and paste and or link when I see folks asking where to buy fabrics when Joann is gone. I sew a lot, generally between 100-200 items a year and I don't do it on a big budget. Stores are not in a particular order.
Notions:
Wawak.com - start here, mostly stay here. Wawak is a supplier for professional sewing businesses and have the prices that show it. I will not pay for gutermann Mara 100 anywhere else. I buy buttons, tools, thread, and most elastic here.
Stitch Love Studio - this is where I buy lingerie supplies https://www.etsy.com/shop/StitchLoveStudio?ref=yr_purchases
Fabric:
Fabric Mart - this is one where you want to sign up for emails and never buy unless its on sale. They run different sales every day and they rotate. Mostly deadstock fabrics but I buy more from here than anywhere else. Fantastic customer service and if you watch you can get things like $6 wool suiting or $4 cotton jersey. https://fabricmartfabrics.com/
Fabrics-Store - again, buy the sales not the full price. Sign up for the emails but redirect them to a folder because it is TOO MANY. They stock linen or good but not amazing quality. https://www.fabrics-store.com/
Purple Seamstress - This is where I buy my solid cotton lycra jersey. They have other things, but the jersey is what I'm here for. Inexpensive and very good quality. If you ask she will mail you a swatch card for the solids. https://purpleseamstressfabric.com/
LA Finch - deadstock fabrics with a fantastic remnant selection https://lafinchfabrics.myshopify.com/
Califabrics - mix of deadstock and big brands, easy to navigate and always seem to have good denim in stock. https://califabrics.com/
Boho Fabrics - good variety, nice bundles. I have also gotten some really great trims from here. https://www.bohofabrics.com/
Firecracker Fabrics - garment and quilting fabrics, really nice selection and great sale section. I've bought $5 yard quilting cottons here several times. https://www.firecrackerfabrics.com/
Hancock's of Paducah - Quilting fabric and some limited garment fabric. AMAZING sale section. Do not sleep on the sale section. This is my first stop when buying quilting fabrics. Usually the last stop too. Not particularly speedy shipping. https://www.hancocks-paducah.com/
Itokri - This is something a little different. Itokri is an Indian business with incredible traditional fabrics. Shipping to the US is expensive, but the fabric is so inexpensive it evens out. I generally end up paying like $30 for shipping. Beautiful ikat and block prints. https://itokri.com/
Miss Matatabi - this is a little treat. This isn't where you go to save money, but there are so many beautiful things in this shop. Ships from Japan incredibly quickly. https://shop.missmatatabi.com/
Lucky Deluxe - Craft thrift store, always has an incredible selection and fantastic customer service. I need to close the tab fast because I never go to this website without finding something I need. https://www.luckydeluxefabrics.com/
Swanson's - the OG of online craft thrift stores, but I find their website harder to navigate. https://www.swansonsfabrics.com
Honorary Mentions: I haven't shopped at these places yet but I have had them recommended and likely will at some point.
A Thrifty Notion - https://athriftynotion.com/
Creative Closeouts - https://creativecloseoutsfabric.com/ being rebranded to sewsnip.com on March 1 - quilting deadstock
Hawthorne Supply Co. - I just got this rec and I think I need to not look too closely or I'm going to slip with my debit card. https://www.hawthornesupplyco.com/
This is not an exhaustive list of everywhere you can buy fabric, or even a full list of where I shop. There are SO many options out there in the world. You also need to think outside the fabric store box. I thrift men's shirt fabrics for quilts and sheets for backing fabric. I don't do a ton of in person thrifting and my local stores don't get a lot of craft materials but every thrift store is its own universe and reflects the community it is in. Go out and find something cool.
Shepherd as Frollo. Ghost as Quasimodo. Soap as Esmeralda. (We’re ignoring Phoebus’ existence lol)
Shepherd keeping Ghost locked away in a safe house after Roba, sending him out only for high risk, near-suicide missions because Ghost always gets the job done despite the odds. But the solitude has made any chance of recovery from what the cartel did to him basically impossible. He feels like a shadow of a person, just a weapon and seeing the scars in his reflection only makes it all worse
Then Soap finding the safe house after a mission gone wrong, having to hide out there and discovering Ghost there. He’s the first person to treat Ghost like a human again, like Simon again. Helps Ghost treat his scars and only sees them as an outward sign of strength, that Ghost is a survivor.
Thinking about streamer/YouTuber/etc Soap and boyfriend Ghost who is always in the background, but not in the way you think.
Ghost thinks it's funny as fuck to stand in the closet, door just slightly cracked, and stare at the camera while Soap is doing something. When Soap leaves to go to the bathroom, Ghost is standing ominously in the corner only to disappear once Soap stands in front of the camera to sit down. Soap vlogging/going live, walking around the city or something, and keeps turning the camera to see Ghost sitting at a table staring or hiding in an alley. He's always just in frame, always staring with his balaclava on, but never speaks, maybe even refuses to blink.
Soap's fans are terrified. It doesn't happen every stream/video, but just enough to gain attention. People are constantly asking about it; they type all concerned in the chat, only for Soap to insist he doesn't see anything. He'll check the place everyone told him to go just for Ghost to have disappeared. It gets so big that people are watching him just to find Ghost like a fucked up game of Where's Waldo. Some people take it more seriously, asking him to move because he has a stalker or telling him to bring in an exorcist.
Of course, Soap always tells them they're idiots and continues as normal. Behind the scenes, he's laughing his ass off because everyone thinks his boyfriend is actually a ghost haunting him. Ghost loves it because he likes feeling like a cryptid for Soap's online fans and gets to establish himself in Soap's life without needing to really make himself known.
One day a photo gets leaked (maybe by them, maybe not) of Ghost being normal with Soap, the two of them smiling with their arms around each other, maybe even a wedding photo, and people go nuts. Soap just refused to acknowledge his weird ass boyfriend in the back of his videos for years, like the chaotic asshole he is.
notes: oh how i love a tragic man, and the tragic man’s tragic man. in all actuality though, this was such a beautifully written exploration of how humans cope with insurmountable changes and uncertainties. especially when there is love and loyalty and passion involved. i have never played call of duty. i will probably never play call of duty. but soap/ghost! i love them! the combination of i love you, it might not be enough, we might not have tomorrow, we might not even have right now, but maybe it’s enough anyways. tragic boys in love.
Soap knew two things to be true. One: Shepard was a fuckin’ bastard traitor. And two: Siberia was a frozen wasteland. Soap wasn’t entirely sure which he hated more. Betraying his team, his allies, his whole goddamn country was so antithetical to his very soul that even looking at Shepard made him want to start swinging. But the cold. He had always despised the cold, even as a kid. Why would he be outside freezin’ his bleedin’ limbs off, making snowmen or sledding or whatever, when he could be inside by the fire with a cup of hot chocolate? Well, coffee nowadays, but the sentiment remained. So, Soap was pissed and he was stewing, thoughts circling leaving tracks of red hot anger in their wake.
Until. Until until until he caught Ghost’s eye. Well, not quite. Ghost was staring at his mouth. And Soap knew, dammit, that he was probably jutting his lip out, pouting. Or making his angry-pouty face as Gaz had teased in the past. As soon as his LT felt his gaze though, his eyes snapped up to meet Soap’s. Soap felt his heart swoop in his chest and all his anger and racing thoughts halt, nearly disappearing completely. Simon had fucking frost across his eyelashes, and for some reason it was the prettiest fucking thing Johnny had seen in his life. He couldn’t look away. Seconds ticked by, maybe it was longer? Shorter? But either way, he felt his cheeks start to warm, even though he hadn’t even been the one to start the starin’ in the first place.
Now, Johnny’s thoughts were racing for an entirely different reason. The frost was already starting to melt. Starting to drip down to Simon’s cheeks, only made worse at the slow blink the man gave him. The icy fractals melting at the contact with Simon’s warm skin. Johnny desperately wanted to brush that water and ice away, to feel the softness of those blonde lashes against his thumb. Against his lips as he pressed delicate kisses to Simon’s eyelids.
Fuck, he was so gone. Having horny thoughts for his tall, strong, steamin’ bonnie lieutenant was one thing. Feeling this- this fondness, this care was something else entirely. He didn’t even realize he was still, still staring until Simon softly tilted his head. Just by a few degrees. But something in that little acknowledgment had Johnny settling, like Simon saw him, knew how frustrated he was about the cold, about Shepard. And Johnny knew Simon had his six no matter what.
I saw Sam Roukin’s post about guessing Wordle in 1. Now I'm just thinking about some domestic fluff where Soap and Ghost are on leave together and Soap has introduced Ghost to Wordle. And he loves it so much that now it's the first thing he does every morning, before even getting his tea. Then one day he guesses the word on the first try, running from the bedroom out into the kitchen to tell Johnny who has only just taken his first sip of coffee.
Saw this lovely mermaid and dragon hybrid art on twt, and now I’m just thinking about a Mer!Soap and Dragon Hybrid!Ghost where Ghost crash lands after a mission that goes so badly that he barely escapes.
He comes to on a rocky shoreline somewhere on the coast of Scotland with kelp and healing salve on his wounds. A couple of blinks and a Mer with bright blue eyes and a still damp Mohawk comes into focus, lounging just deep enough in the water to remain comfortable while keeping an cautious and curious eye on Ghost.
Can’t quite figure out how to make the situation totally plausible - but was just imaging Ghost captured by the enemy and they’re torturing him for info. His shirt has been torn off and they spot an elegant script tattoo reading ‘MacTavish’. The enemy assumes he’s a proud Scotsman, since they know Ghost is SAS just not who exactly he is until they think the tattoo gives them that answer. Ghost hasn’t said a word yet, but would rather die than give any info on Johnny up, so when he does talk he perfectly fakes a Scottish accent.
Bonus - Ghost’s mic is picking all this up from where it was sloppily left on with his gear that’s piled in the corner and the 141 listening in to try and figure out a rescue mission with Soap losing his mind over listening to Ghost speaking in a Scottish accent and trying so hard to protect his Johnny.
