Kinda Wanna Pick Up Writing Again. Havent Done It Since I Was In Middle School But Im Constantly Finding

Kinda wanna pick up writing again. Haven’t done it since I was in middle school but I’m constantly finding myself lurking for drabbles and short fics that simply just…don’t exist or don’t suit Exactly what I want when I realize that I could just…make the content I enjoy??? Bonkers I know.

ghost, covered in blood: haha it’s fine, i’m fine, everything is fine

soap: si, i mean this in the nicest way possible; you are the most mentally fucked up person i have ever met

civilian AU where soap consistently frequents this one flower shop after he had very quickly gained a crush on the owner, ghost, after the first time he visited.

originally, he’d just gone in for one bouquet, something for his sister’s wedding—but then he sees tall, blond, and mysterious behind the counter, gets obsessed with the delicate way such large hands wrap and trim flowers, and decides then and there that he has to win this guy over.

so soap starts coming back. makes up excuses for occasions needing flowers (his wallet is not all that happy about it, but he doesn’t care), then returns either later in the day or the day after to say plans fell through, then offer the flowers to the man—simon, his name tag says—because he knows there’s no refunds.

at first, soap is pretty certain simon just recycles the bouquets and arrangements. sticks a discount on them and calls it a day.

but then soap notices a vase, tucked out of sight unless you were standing right at the counter—a vase, of which, starts containing the bouquets that soap returns.

soap starts leaving little notes hidden in the flowers, then, and they start talking more, and it all comes to a head when soap finally decides fuck it, a just goes for it.

over the course of a few months, he’d sneakily gotten simon to tell him all his favourite flowers. so, soap goes in one day as usual, picks them out, and waits for his arrangement.

simon looks a bit crestfallen when he asks the occasion, and soap tells him it’s for a date. but soap is then relishing in the blush that spreads across simon’s face the moment soap hands the flowers right back, and asks him to dinner.

obviously soap doesn’t stop buying him flowers after that. but at least now he didn’t have to make excuses—and it makes his heart flutter every time he walks into the shop, now that simon has begun leaving soap’s bouquets out in their vase on full display for everyone to see.

Gonna make a tac vest outta old computer bags bc I’m too cheap to buy one, plus I think it’ll be fun. (Also bc fuck Amazon lmao)

Specifically for ghost but his vest is pretty generic so it’ll work for most cod cosplays that I wanna do

Im also going to make the masks from ghosts, specifically Logan and Keegan’s for funzies

“what if kids identify with something and it ends up just being a phase-?” good. stop teaching and expecting kids (and adults honestly) to formulate permanent traits and ideas of themselves. everything in life is a phase. that doesn’t make it any less legitimate while you experience it. let people explore themselves and know it’s okay if what you think about yourself changes.

Nowadays movies can cost millions and have the most state of the art effects in the world and still not hold a candle to an 80s movie with a budget of $20 and a few pieces of cardboard and slime because they don't have the earnest whimsy and sincerity to make me believe, they don't trust their own storytelling prowess or the audience's ability to suspend disbelief and fill in the gaps