While on leave, Soap struggles with alcohol and ends up at a support meeting where Simon is a volunteer.
In this AU, Soap has never seen Ghost’s face (and doesn’t recognize his voice for plot reasons lol).
I’m almost done with part two—I posted this earlier because it’s been a while since I last posted something. I haven’t abandoned my other story, I just needed to get this one out of my head. :)
and his subordinates who know nothing better than to annoy him.
I thought it would be a good idea to start the year by drawing a fanart of none other than Captain Price 🫡 I simply love his character; his duality, his duty and his commitment to the cause, willing to get his hands dirty if the price (badum-tss) is to keep the world clean. My headcanon is that the team tends to annoy each other during downtime, and Price is no exception...
Also, the one asking if "muppet" refers to "the puppets" (the show "The Muppets") is Crimson lol, he's not a native English speaker.
I also drew Price annoyed by the heat because, well, who wouldn't be? Well, anyway, I hope to be able to post more Call of Duty (and oc's) drawings this year, and maybe some other things too. (This is self-imposed social pressure.)
I've been drawing my whole life :D since I learned to hold a pencil, basically. There's no point where I thought "I'm going to take this seriously" because honestly, I always took it seriously lol. These are some REALLY old drawings, from between 2016-2019-2020 ;') they're ugly (asf) but I still like them because it's part of the process.
I haven't posted anything here in a while because I wasn't entirely sure what to post. I haven't drawn anything of Soap and Ghost, but I have drawn Ghost x OC, and I'm still not sure if that's good content. 😭
Well, here's a bit of Crimson and Ghost and this strange dynamic that could seem to reflect each other; as if one were trying to protect the other but really, they both have each other's backs. (although at first they want to stab each other lol)
Ghost seems to be taking a more protective stance, while Crimson looks subtly possessive, like a damn cat heheheh
Well, I'll bring more drawings of the other characters soon (I really want to draw the others so bad but the hyperfixation it's terrible). If you have any suggestions, you can leave them in the question box! :) I'll gladly take them.
If you liked it, don't forget to repost 🫶🏻
Also, look at Crimson as a child, he looks like a traumatized fish 😭🩷
Just two bastards hanging out and drinking in their own graves.
A little more self-indulgence with oc x canon...
My HC is that Ghost has a grave in Manchester next to his family's. Why? It wouldn't make sense... No, but if I can give him that peace symbolically, I will. I want that man to be happy. (´ . .̫ . `)
Meanwhile, Crimson (L.H? 👁️👁️) has a mausoleum in Brookwood Cemetery. Their graves are nowhere near together but hey – drawing convenience, huh? While Ghost faked his death to stop being a fugitive, Crimson faked it to stop being a weapon. So they are two figurative ghosts living in the shadows of silence... And drinking bourbon because, why not?
A little fact about Crimson is that he wears a lot of layers. A lot. A stupid amount of layers.
If you liked it, I'd love to know :) If you want to know more about Crimson, I'd be happy to share more about that little bastard ;u; otherwise... You'll see more anyways because I'm very self-indulgent. (Although I will try to keep a bar drawing other characters >:D if you have suggestions you can leave them in the question box!)
At the end of the night in Chicago, outside the bar where the members of the 1-4-1 were discussing lighter topics after mentioning Makarov, Ghost and Crimson were in the darkness of the street, one giving in to nicotine while the other settled for a lollipop. There was no unnecessary dialogue, no invasive comments. Just as casual a conversation as they could afford after spending days under the threat of the city of Souls.
"Do you ever stay in one place too long?" Ghost inquired, his voice raspy with cigarette smoke and night ice.
"No, I'd rather leave before someone asks me who I am." Crimson replied without looking up from the wet pavement.
"Hum. A man after my own heart..." Ghost replied, understanding the nature of always being on the move; of never having a fixed, stable place to arrive at.
"It's part of our lives, isn't it?" The blonde inquired.
"... Does that mean you're staying? A few nights." Ghost responded with a question. Previously, having suggested that he stay with the team for a few more days, to discuss Makarov's situation, to rest after hunting Hassan.
"Maybe." He muttered. "To buy a souvenir or three." Ghost raised an eyebrow.
"You like that crap?" Crimson let out a scoff, almost a soft laugh.
"Yeah, capitalism at its finest."
"... What about the lollipop?"
"Trying to quit smoking. Too young for cancer."
"Sweet tooth, huh?"
"Sweeter than my heart, at least."
I was kind of nervous about posting this because honestly I'm kind of scared of sharing oc x canon content but ouufjdh I love them so much and I've been developing them for so long that I decided to share a little bit of their dynamic. Ghost and Crimson meet back in Las Almas; Crimson is working with Laswell's contact, sent as support to track Hassan. His identity and unknown status to the cartel and army gave him an advantage. At first, Ghost wasn't sure he could trust him, but eventually came to see him as a formidable and respectable teammate.
I hope you like it, I've tried to develop these two as best as possible, especially Crimson to make him a character with his own motives and not an empty OC that can only be paired with Ghost. 🫶🏻
Reposts are appreciated :3 If you'd like to see more of this pair, I'd love to know. Have a nice day. 🐝
Ghost exploded, confronting Soap. Who did he think he was? Why did he think he could know him like nothing? That he could tear down his walls of defenses that had taken YEARS to build?– Unprepared, Soap grabbed him by the arm, pulling him and holding him with his arms. He expected a blow, something back, but before that, he made his point clear: He wasn't a sheep approaching a wolf. He had his dirty, dark secrets, the ones he stuffed into the closet every morning. He wasn't pure. Innocent. He knew what he was up against, and he still chose to do it because he understood. Ghost, finally softening, relented. He let out a resigned sigh, knowing that even though his mind was screaming at him to fight, his body longed for that embrace. "You're too stubborn for your own good... You'll get killed one day if you keep this up." He muttered, staring at Soap who seemed to relax into the embrace too. "Yeah, I know... But knowing that you won't kill me is enough."
Finally the third part of this and probably the final oufjsnensn sorry for the delay :ccc
For the record, I don't think of Ghost as being so aggressive lol nor Soap as being so soft. It could be considered an exclusive moment between them, trying to understand each other and showing characteristics that they do not allow others to see. I see Ghost as someone who TRIES very hard to stay in line when someone overtakes him, I even feel that Soap is more prone to making impulsive decisions 😭
Anyway, I hope you like it :DD If there's anything you'd like to see, feel free to comment. Reblogs are appreciated. 🫶🏻
Random sketches while I work on the third part of the Ghoap comic 🫡 I have a bunch of stupid drawings and sketches of my OC (Crimson) with Ghost... They hate each other a little bit, certainly.
Holy shit thank you so much! Your art is so good!!!! The way you (again) convey so much emotion in your art is astounding. Ghost almost looks at peace and soap is troubled but in a way that’s obviously caring for Ghost and the light in Soaps hand as he’s reaching for/guarding Ghost!? Fucking wow. the body’s around the grave being faceless and you don’t know who’s belongs to either of them because at the end of the day it doesn’t matter. They both may be in the ground surrounded by their pasts but they’re together. Also Ghost being more comfortable in his grave while Soap watches over him then as a “living being” out in the world didn’t cut my heart strings at all…
your art also just looks so fucking cool!
Damn
I have NEVER read such a detailed review of a drawing of mine, let alone from someone on the internet, honestly, I'm speechless since I read it. Thank you so much, it flatters me like you have no idea and it makes me so happy to read it 🥹 I'm so happy that my art can reach someone's heart and mind in such a way. Thank you for taking the time to write that and for the attention to detail in that little drawing.
"What am I supposed to be askin' for then, Simon?" John replied, with some alteration and at the same time, despair. "I know I can't erase your pain altogether... But I want to understand ya... Let me hear you, let me see you..." He reached out his hand, stepping forward, trying to reach out, to reach for him, for Simon; but the answer, it was not something he would expect. He turned with aggression in his movements, his hand pushing John's, making him feel startled, a little scared. "Why?" he snapped, grabbing him by the shirt as a threat. "Why do you insist so much? Why do you want to see me? Are you not afraid of who I am? Of what I am? I can easily kill you." But John was not afraid. He had compassion; Who has hurt you so much? Why do you think you don't deserve to be known? John thought.
So... Here's the second part :D
I didn't expect there to be people wanting to see what was going on, but I'm glad! I don't have much experience with comics so if the panel or dialogue layout looks bad, I'm sorry :( yet, the dialogue is identical to the description.
Simon Riley is like an abused dog who, once someone tries to approach him with good intentions, will seek to attack and protect himself. And John MacTavish doesn't have much sense of preservation, honestly.
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