"What has two legs and bleeds?"

He/They | Art and Writing | 18 Banner by: Rimfaxe

[wintermare]

Do it jiggle

Yus

[wintermare]

Simon will stand like he’s been made of stone and stay like that for hours on end, not even an environmental catastrophe could move him. The complete opposite to Johnny who simply cannot stay still for the life of him (when not on missions), bouncing in the balls of his feet or draped across the nearest person as he yammers away.

In meetings he’s fidgeting with a pen as he pays attention to the person speaking as Ghost looks like a statue that was made on the chair and had been there for over a decade. In the mess hall Soap’s leg is jiggling up and down when he chows down on the fairly edible food they’ve been served that day, the mountain of a man next to him, methodically picking at it, every movement calculated and precise.

Soap fidgets when they're alone in Ghost's room as he polishes his knives, twiddling his pencil between his fingers as he tries to figure out what to sketch. His eye lands on the man clad in black before him, meticulously cleaning his blades until they shine. The lead carves into the paper and the quiet scritch of the tip fills the otherwise silence of the room. If Ghost notices him looking up at him every few seconds, he doesn't comment on it.

The only time Johnny is still is when he is grounding Simon from his memories, when everything gets too much. He sprawls across him like a dog trying to comfort his owner, murmuring soft reassurances when Simon can bear the noise. He keeps watch after manhandling him into bed knowing that's the only way Ghost will allow himself to at least lay down. Johnny finds himself idly petting the man's forearm as his gaze flicks around the room, taking note of the few things (all practical and not decorative) reside alongside Ghost. There's not much he can see in the murky darkness of the room but he can make out a stack of books on the top of the wardrobe. Maybe he'll check them out in the morning and read them so he can talk about them with Ghost, but for now, he'll watch his six until he feels ready to face the world again.

[wintermare]

Simon Riley, the tank of a man, has the deep and aching need to be held like a fragile thing.

John MacTavish who presses whisper soft kisses to his scarred face and caresses his body with gentle touches.

Late at night when Simon doesn’t feel himself, he trudges his way to Johnny’s quarters and lets himself in, waking him with a gruffish grunt and sinking down on the floor next to the cot. Johnny’s hand will find its way to his cropped hair after he sheds the mask and give him soft scritches until he falls into a light doze and Johnny back to sleep.

Simon knows deep down after his Johnny’s death that no one else will be able hold him just right. He becomes a shell of who he once was once more, simply another weapon in the armoury.

[wintermare]

The thought of Ghost having a flashback and Soap laying on him on the floor and rambling away about anything and everything to try get him distracted. Ghost likes it because the Scottish accent makes him have to actively think to process his words. It may be minutes or hours until Simon fully comes back to himself but Johnny will stay as long as it takes.

If they cuddle after, it's their business.

[rimfaxe]

I tried, i really tried but this took way much more effort than it should've and i mightve had a minor breakdown over Soaps mouth. But is all good! glad i could make something atleast!

Im just gonna have to keep feedin you guys with photos of Mochi for a bit longer it seems <3

[wintermare]

He’s actually being an issue (I am diabolical at side profiles)

[bramblebunnie]

Tysm to @wintermare for the tag!! Sat on this for a bit before working up the courage to do it

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Origin of your username?

It's probably super obvious but I was a big warrior cats kid! (I say as if i'm not still dipping toes into the fandom lol)

Anyway! This blog was originally supposed to be a smut blog, so I wanted "bunny" in the name cause i thought i'd be writing a lot of fuckin like rabbits; I wanted some alliteration with that, and settled on bramble, since it also sounds like ramble! (which I do. A lot.) thus, Bramblebunnie! 2. I will always order this food?

I don't go out to restaurants super often, but when I do its usually asian-based cuisine, so I guess I'd have to say Lo Mein! Pork, chicken, plain, I don't have a preference, I just really like Lo Mein lmao

3. Overused emoji(s)? ✨ Its for the ✨drama✨ lmao

4. Current favorite show/movie/book?

Hmmm favorite show atm would have to be The Amazing Digital Circus! My brain likes chewing on the what-ifs and the psychological horror of it lol

5. Song on repeat?

Seville by Pinback! Either that, or the Boom Boom Boom Boom remix by HardTekk

6. Last thing you hyperfixated on?

Been bouncing between fixations, but current fixation is TADC, with DC (specifically the Batfam) being a close second

I'm trying to get my brain to circle back to CoD so I can have more motivation to write but the brain does what it wants, lol

7. Oddly specific thing that brings you joy?

Sea Lions when they do random head bobs and flipper flaps Theyre me fr fr

8. Phone Wallpaper?

Lockscreen (left) and home screen (right)! Found the original collages on pinterest and edited them to fit my phone screen dimensions lol

9. What smell makes you happy?

Fresh laundry! I associate it with my good days when I've got energy to do housework, so my brain likes the scent

10. Morning, night, or other type of person?

Night I think? I gotta get up at like 3am for my job so I'm a (very early) morning person by obligation, but on my off days I tend to stay up super late lol

11. What's your work/profession?

I'm a baker for a super big grocery store chain here in the US! (if ur thinking of the blue one, you'd be correct) Unfortunately I don't get to do pastries, but I like decorating the donuts and the scent of the seasoned bread when it comes outta the oven Just wish management wasn't such a firepile

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Some tags to continue the chain! (no pressure /gen) @crashingcryptid @konigs-lover @silverlullabies @total-killer-brainrot

[wintermare]

Thank you @rimfaxe for the tag 💚 I’m starting this this lying in bed after 2 back to back exams I hate chemistry with a burning passion 🧍

1. Origin of your username?

I’m pretty sure I was making a streamer au of one of my old OC's then and I was thinking of my fave season merge it with something else. I was planning to make them 1 account like ‘WinterNightmare’ and an alt ‘WinterDaymare’ but then I kinda liked it so I just made it shorter and snatched it thus Wintermare was born.

2. I will always order this food?

Tomato pasta, nuff said.

3. Overused emoji(s)?

🧍

4. Current favorite show/movie/book?

I’d have to say Six (as in the navy SEAL series that Barry Sloane is in) I’ve putting off watching the last few episodes because I don’t want it to end :(

For books I haven’t read anything in AGESSS apart from AO3 lmao nor movies but I love How to Train Your Dragon with all my heart especially the books and Race to the Edge. Cressida Cowell I would die for you.

Backpedalling on books I've got quite a few books on the military too as well as special forces around the world they're all such interesting reads.

5. Song on repeat? Dogs of war - Blues Saraceno

Johnny Boy’s Bones - Colter Wall, The Dead South

White Blank Page - Mumford and Sons

I couldn’t pick just one forgive me they change day to day 💔

6. Last thing you hyperfixated on?

Call of duty and still going strong - particularly the 09 modern warfare 😌

7. Oddly specific thing that brings you joy?

Having the space to sit in the oddest positions I can.

8. Phone Wallpaper?

(Had to do edit mode for home screen bc I have too many widgets LMAO)

9. What smell makes you happy?

Freshly brewed coffee and literally any forest.

10. Morning, night, or other type of person?

Definitely night I am a vampire at heart my eyes hate light in general gives me headaches 🕺Entering flow state with a YouTube vid/ stream being background noise and swiping between writing, Vinted and reading fics is the best thing at ungodly hours of the morning.

11. What's your work/profession?

Still a student and aboutta go to uni I lowkey wish I could just be an AO3 writer for a job or professional yapper about my interests 🧍

No pressure tags:

@wombywoo @rawme-price @jeleynai @bramblebunnie @vozart

[wintermare]

Captain MacTavish yearned to see the crinkle of Lieutenant Riley’s eyes when he smiled. He cherished every time he caught a glimpse of it, whether that be after a particularly bad joke or that soft fondness when they laid tucked close each other on the cusp of sleep.

The Scot looked at him with a longing that rivalled how swooning maidens looked at dashing knights in shining armour. Riley was always cheeky with him, no hesitation just because John was his superior. Simon was sweet under that tough ‘ghost’ exterior. The first time he saw Simon smile without his balaclava he thought heaven had finally come down to earth. He wanted to see that every day for the rest of his life no matter what it took, John was a hopeless romantic at heart.

John often found himself fondly tracing the tips of his fingers over the small scars and creases that adorned the man’s face once he’d slipped into sleep when they ended up in the same bed. His precious boy. He’d protect him until the day he died he thought as he brushed through the cropped, dark brown hair.

His smile was the last thing he thought of as he bled out on that damned table. Though his last words uttered may have been on the mission, and Price’s voice echoing though his mind, his final thought was that he could be with his beloved lieutenant again.

[wintermare]

Doodled angry thumb bc I’m scared for my chem exam 🦝

[wintermare]

Mayhaps I made a purchase 🦝

(My camera is refusing to focus in dead BUT LOOK AT HIMMMMMMMMMMMM I’m actually frothing at the mouth I need to get a stand for him and something for him to hold tho, hopefully I’ll get him a MacTavish to stand by in the future when I save up)

Edit: he now stares sassily at me as I work

[wintermare]

Chaps, my friend told me they had a dream with me in it and I was yapping to them about ghoap and I bought slippers from a ghoap creator in tumblr, is this my only personality trait now I swear down I usually only yap about Heath with them 🧍

[rimfaxe]

Second giveaway commission done! for @wintermare <3

Their OC Heath and the adorable fluffy Marley! Im not overly comfortable drawing dogs but Marley was very forgiving to draw, all the fluff!! <3

Thank you trusting me with them! <3

[wintermare]

My weakness is Ghost feeling comfortable with Soap being behind him without feeling the need to constantly watch him. He knows he has his six.

When Johnny fell asleep on his shoulder in the rec room and drool slipped from the corner of his mouth, Ghost didn't push him off like others expected him to. Instead he sat as still as the skilled sniper he was, sending murderous glares in the direction of anyone making any form of noise. (Gaz would never admit he may or may not have taken some blackmail photos as he was passing by the doorway.) After what seemed centuries and Johnny woke much to his dismay blinking owlishly at his surroundings not quite comprehending, Ghost didn’t want it to end.

Ghost would rarely ever let people tend to his wounds. He didn't like being poked and prodded by the medical staff no matter how many qualifications they had. Even if he was on the verge of giving up the ghost he'd rather fistfight Death itself if it were up to him (Price grabbed him by the scruff escorted him there himself). Once, when the sergeant and his LT were in a safehouse together, a simple recon op went to shit and they both got a little bashed and bruised, but luckily nothing servere. Ghost felt sticky blood drying under his mask, mouth twitching in discomfort. As Soap finished up cleaning his own wounds, he flicked his shining blue eyes up at his superior, pointedly glancing at some of his visible wounds. Five minutes later, Ghost found himself sitting, lets outstretched on the dusty floor with Johnny gently tending to his wounds, swabbing disinfectant over the cuts and brushing away any bits of dirt and gravel. A content silence fell over them as Soap worked as delicately as he could. Ghost refused to let out a sound of discomfort, focusing instead on Johnny’s furrowed brow, eyes as blue as a bright summer sky shining in concentration. He didn’t protest when his fingers brushed against his mask, silently asking for permission. Only a slight nod and he let the filthy material to be gently rolled up his face.

Where around other soldiers Ghost remained alert and focused no matter how weary, around Johnny he found his head nodding as he was tugged into the alluring tendrils of sleep. Or when Soap gives him a friendly slap on the arm he doesn't feel repulsed like usual, but a sense of ease and warmth, like it grounded him. It was foreign to a man like himself. He wasn't supposed to be soft, or let his guard down and certainly not become attached to a subordinate no less.

Though, as he listened to the snoring sergeant's heartbeat and curled up in the Scot’s arms like a cat leeching warmth from his oven of a body, perhaps Simon could allow himself to be soft.

[rimfaxe]

Weighted blanket yeh??? @wintermare

[wintermare]

The thought of Simon ‘can’t sleep without pressure’ Riley and John ‘acts as a weighted blanket’ MacTavish.

[wintermare]

WIP has been developed I haven’t done colour rendering in months so I’m just free balling 🧍

+ a Barry Sloane lasso thingy I don’t know when I did but clearly don’t know how to do