Sparrow-writes-draws - Sparrow

I've reached my final form...

Plinko Lizzie

Ib:

Downloading red note and then immediately after Duolingo feels like I’m finally awakening my dumb American brain lmaoooo /pos

just wanted to say thanks for this blog!!! I am obsessed with nonhuman AUs and i always scour ao3 for them for every fandom. I did it with Batman but sometimes people dont use every tag- imagine my delight browsing the DC tags tonight and coming across a new nonhuman Tim fic!

PS i welcome all nonhuman AUs if you’ve got recs.

thanks!! and i haven't read all that many nonhuman aus (unfortunately) but here are a few of my faves:

You, Me, and the Humanity in Between by JUBE514

Dead On Arrival by AuroraKant

Into the Deep Dark Night by siren_of_the_ocean

Braaaaaaaains... by Wisetypewriter

Fire in a world of ice by siren_of_the_ocean

Living Through Loss by AlyTyler

Undead AU by Dark_Nymphs_translates

can't turn back now, i'm haunted by Ch3shireSmil3

i love when tragedies are like “the love was there. it didnt change anything. it didnt save anyone. there were just too many forces against it. but it still matters that the love was there”

The homies

C’mon Netflix! Give these turtles a home 🥺🐢💚

Just thinking about Johnny’s callsign being something so common it’s impossible to avoid and after Makarov Simon is literally incapable of washing his hands or showering without having a breakdown.

Like it gets to the point where Price and Gaz are genuinely worried about him because he’s dirty and starving himself to avoid reminders of Soap.

When they find out Johnny is alive they think the problem will be fixed but they all notice that he’s still weird about doing those things. Eventually Johnny asks Price and Gaz about it and they admit he was so distraught and depressed about his death that he couldn’t stand thinking about it and that he could barely shower because it got so bad.

Soap is devastated and he does everything he can to remind Simon that he’s there now and things are okay. It helps to an extent but a little part of Ghost died that day that not even Johnny can bring back, the grief remaining a part of him for years.

Even when they’re both retired and living in a little cottage In Scotland with their dog and two cats Simon sometimes freezes up doing the dishes or showering and Johnny just has to accept that that’s a part of Simon now like everything else he’s gone through.

But unlike many of his other traumas Johnny can at least comfort him with this. Walking up behind him at the sink and wrapping his arms around Simons sweater clad torso, gently pulling him away from the kitchen and tucking him into his chest on the couch, singing him Gaelic lullabies until he calms down and tucking him into bed.

For a lot of people it’s hard to understand how Simon could be anything other than relieved and grateful but he knows if he had found Ghost with a bullet in his head and carried him to exfil only for him to turn up alive months later in a military hospital it would change him too. And even though it breaks his heart that Simon is grieving him while he’s alive, holding on a little too tightly and digging his fingers into his skin, he understands because he’d be the same way.

But at least if it were the other way around he could avoid constant conversation about paranormal spirits. The fact that his name brought Simon so much pain is something he can never forgive himself for.

I was giggling way too hard while making this