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OP I saw your vision. I hope I’ve lived up to it! I’d love to hear more of this au!! Ghost is an absolutely massive shire boy, and I made Soap a Clydesdale because that breed originated in Scotland, which I did not know. And I made reader an akhal-teke because unicorn legends first originated in the Middle East. If you’ve never seen one of these horses, look it up. They look like irl unicorns!!

Hear me out, my dudes/my gals/my stars

Unicorn!Reader x Shire!Simon x Kelpie!Soap

Reader who’s the prettiest fucking thing Simon has ever seen — eyes shining, the glossiest hair he has ever encountered and he knows that such pretty things are not for the likes of him.

But he can’t help but stop his work, coming closer to the fence — all heavy bulk and rolling muscles, deceptively soft steps as he watches you.

“A bit lost, luv?”, he hums out, licking his cracked lips when you turn to him, his breath stalling because well, fuck him, that’s an actual unicorn. Not just a pretty thing, are you?

You don’t come close, watching him out of the woods, even your skin glowing and god, he can bet his left arm you are soft as a cloud to the touch.

He can bet you will look so so good under him. With him.

Simon tilts his heavy head to the side, huffing out air, splintered lips curling upwards. Skittish. It’s good that you are careful, would want to make it too easy for him, would ya?

And then there’s Soap — unruly power and raw hunger and no fucking manners whatsoever, surfacing out of the lakes and streams, always a little too close for your comfort, always ready to invade your space.

Getting you closer and closer to the water, his carefree demeanour just as deceptive as Simon’s softness.

“Ye wound me, bonnie. Ah never would’ve done anythin’”, he swears when you bristle and step back into safety of the woods, his eyes on you so fucking hungry, his eyes never leaving you.

Soap can smell you a mile away, can feel you coming with a sixth sense, always there whenever you need to drink. Or wash, for that matter.

Soap who can also smell someone else’s scent mingling with yours, brows furrowing. Who’s there trying to take what’s his? Not fair, he was here first, he saw you first, he’s getting you first.

But Simon is bigger and Simon is heavier and Simon is older — glare as heavy as his kick is.

Soap just might be in love.

Might continue later

Two Government Issued Werewolves for your evening :D!

Where are the Soap Girlies?

Soap’s escapin’, Roach is giving his biggest, wettest, saddest puppy eyes, Gaz is trying flattery, Ghost’s gonna bite, and Price is Patiently Waiting

Here’s the pictures of the soppy bebe, if anyone wants to see :3

Headcanon that Makarov just has beef with anyone who has blue eyes (see: price, soap) n that’s why soap’s eyes are green now

@emmsiplier can vouch this is probably the whole plot of mwiii

I'm surprised that Makarov is my lover AJSJAJ XD equal I still want it ⸜❤︎⸝

I admit that I love Ghost and if he was Nikto uffff but he will always be my sweetheart cute Ghost ੈ✩‧₊˚

The image already gave me away but it is true that I admire Jabón, my cute, beautiful, precious baby of my heartttt 🥰

I barely know Gaz but he has to be my brother 🫵🫵🫵🫵

Screenshot and reblog with who you got!

I got this idea from this post by @/shyeehaw

Who I got 👇

I mean... I think I'd change my best friend but I'm cool with this 😅