its called hyperfixation, look it up

Listen this was my first youtube username (because of OG call of duty MW) so it might as well be my tumblr COD side blog ** she/her - adult

[rimfaxe]

Im trying out ClipStudio, its... an adventure so far XD its so HARD too unlearn habits and certain button layouts :'3

just gotta give it the time i guess, this took so long to draw XD

[amikoroyaiart]

So rain down on me

[stingyanart]

kaboom, another john price

[aidenlydia]

You’re in the danger zone BUDDY

[babybunnydoodles]

After training nap

[baklavasudarajako]

Soap cant get a snack without his guard dog following him around LMAOOOOOOOOOOOO

[vozart]

Part 2 of the mershark soap and pirate ghost comic

the fish is making a ton of scary sounds and ghost can't risk them being found

Part 1

[vozart]

Part 1 of a little comic for mershark soap and pirate ghost :)

Ghost thought sharks didn't make noise so he's really shocked when the one he's stuck with (hes not really stuck hes keeping it around cause he feels bad and the mer is handsome) starts crying loudly...

[cchipollo]

been feeling very yellow and blue lately

[stinglesswasp]

Day in the life - morning 🌄

[guhbwuh]

soap study

[valiants]

Spring

[nrdmssgs]

Masterlist

Farah study

[bluegiragi]

ghost's more into the kilt than soap thought he'd be

early access + nsfw on patreon

[heladodavellana]

What's your name?

[yooo-lets-go]

Ghost and Soap babysitting my dog

[dante-mightdie]

inspired by that sound on tiktok

simon standing at a bus stop in london, he fucking hates this city but sometimes he has business to take care of here. as usual, it’s pissing down with rain and he didn’t bring an umbrella or a hoodie

he’s more bothered about the fact that his cigarette is getting wet and keeps dwindling out. he’s got 5 minutes until the bus gets here and he really doesn’t feel like rolling another one

he’s already agitated and he’s gonna take it out ont he next person who talks to him. or so he thinks, until he feels a light tap on the back of his shoulder. he straightens up and turns with purpose, only to slump in annoyance when he sees you. a pretty thing that he already knows he can’t be a cunt to

there’s normally only one reason someone as sweet as you might approach him and his eyes scan about for any wrongen who might be bothering you but he finds none, just your hand held out with a closed up umbrella wrapped in your palm

“hi… sorry to bother you, I just thought you might want my spare umbrella. I brought it with me by mistake and you look like you need it more than I do…” you smile nervously, clearly off-put by the furrow in his brow and steely look clouding his eyes

he stares at you for a few seconds, unmoving and he thinks you might give up. he sighs and reaches into his pocket, pulling out an old receipt before scribbling something on the back. snatches the umbrella and shoves the piece of paper into your hand

“take this.” he grumbles, not looking at you. he doesn’t need a reminder of your unwavering gaze and welcoming eyes so soon

“anyone gives yeh any bother, call me. I’ll fuckin’ kill ‘em for yeh.”

he doesn’t give you a chance to respond before stubbing out his cigarette and getting on his bus which arrived a bit too soon for his liking