#this isn��t about me

[kabingo]

forever obsessed with her

[ctrlhope]

HOSEOK IS HOMEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

OHHHH MY GODDDDD!!!!!!!!

(updates below the cut lol) (also a sneak peak)

hiiiii!!! long time no talkkkkk my lovlies (＞ω＜)♡

first off-- an apology :(( im really sorry for just disappearing. i hate it, you guys hate it. i know :( it's really my worst flaw when it comes to writing / tumblr in general, haha~ i get rlly into something and hyperfixate on it (fun fact: bound by blood was written in like 3 days bc i got so into it lol), and then a gradual fallout until i feel burnt out. which then leads to the whole "omg i left for so long, now im anxious that everyone is gonna hate me when i come back and cause i haven't updated in so long and yadda yadda" when i actually want to come back LMAOOOO. which i know isn't true, but like, you know AKSNDK. So i hung out on my anime blog for a bit, then on discord, blah blah blah boring stuff!!

either way, i really am sorry for just dipping for so long. i always came back to check on this blog every once and awhile and to read stories. i really love the little community i built over here and i love all of you guys dearly. you really make this blog such a fun and enjoyable space for me so i hope you accept my apology and we can all still be fun and hang out and stuff <33 i missed you guys dearly.

THAT BEING SAID!!

I am back!! I was planning to come back for kinktober, actually, but unfortunately time just got away from me and I wasn't able to complete everything that I wanted to. This semester has been HECTIC!!! Senior thesis's are no joke, man, no joke. Feeding 600 spiders... every week.... BLEH!! (not cause of the spiders aksjhwfkh just cause it takes so long!! like!!)

That being said-- I don't have a current update schedule yet, just because I don't want to put too much pressure on myself again (burnout is a bitch!!) but~~ as of right now, I have plans for a "full comeback" (read: first fic) to come out the first week of November!! A little teaser of it will be at the bottom of this post too <33

Hopefully, if everything goes according to plan I will have a 'ficvember' (lol), where I post a fic every other week of November and December!! It is not set in stone (read as: I want to have a few fics lined up before I start just so I don't feel overwhelmed) but if everything goes according to plan, it will happen!! I'll make sure of it!!

I also plan to have a follower milestone soon, so stay tuned for an announcement post of that. I have lots of different things I want to do for it, I'm just not fully sure what you guys would like to see! I also updated my wips, so feel free to check them out to see what i've been working on!

But yeah!! Those are the plans so far!! To lay it out in a more organized manner:

November 1st: Chasing Tornados -> myg

November 2nd - 8th: Follower milestone announcement

November 15th, November 29th: New fic

Anyway! To wrap up this entirely too long post (I'm sorry, I'm terrible at shutting up), I truly am sorry for just leaving for so long. I have lots of plans in the works-- things I'm very passionate about and need to get out of my head before I explode, so new fics coming soon, I promise <333

Now, here's the reward I promised if you made it this far <33 I love u and we should kiss on the mouth freaky style <333

[picaroroboto]

in a Chaldea without Castoria

[tyresdeg]

albon is out — nyck goes in — helmut says ooh shiny i want that one — hires nyck — horner gets his old toy back — rehires daniel + fires nyck — daniel breaks wrist — puts liam in the car — liam outperforms daniel — (liam takes his seat 👀)

palou leaves ganassi — palou can’t leave ganassi — palou signs with mclaren — palou backs out of mclaren deal — prompts ericsson to leave cause ganassi doesn’t need him — ericsson signs with andretti replacing romain — romain goes to jhr replacing callum — mclaren signs malukas in place of palou — david breaks wrist — david gets fired for being injured — david replaces tom blom at msr after five races

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[impossible-rat-babies]

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[legionofpotatoes]

been playing bits and pieces of horizon forbidden west! game's pretty as hell

[samaspic31]

how the fuck do i kick the entire planet into not doing bad shit. how do i bring back forever use objects being the norm. how do i thanos snap plastic and overpackaging and things science has demonstrated beyond doubt to be harmful out of existence. How do i destroy normative thinking from my tiny small individual life that might lead me to meet maybe max a couple thousands people let alone bond and inlfuence them. how i live without participating to unethical shit when the entire structure of everything pushes me to it and destroyed the alternatives or made them luxuries. the situation is too late to do things half way and the gvernement isn't even doing that on the things needed to keep everybody alive and insisted on hosting two of the most waste inducing sports events. My mind is gonna break get me out of here to where i can do SOMETHING anything without having to think of capitalist destructive structures PLEASE

[baynton]

Chris Pitt-Goddard in Spy (2011-2012) | 2x04 Codename: Mistaken Identity

[the-hollows-pale-whisp]

Kinda back in my Hollow Knight phase rn, so I'm just gonna be word vomiting my thoughts and half-baked headcanons and my vague understanding of Hollow Knight lore. Lets GO!

Do you guys think the Pale Lurker was like, a royal guard of some kind? Or just someone from the City of Tears? Because while fighting her the City of Tears action theme does play.

Like, maybe after the White Palace just up and vanished she took to the colosseum, but also still believed in the Pale King? I don't know man, based on her Dreamnail dialogue, it seems she does worship a king, or perhaps the king she worships isn't even the Pale King.

But the Lord fool.

Maybe because of the Pale King's disappearance she clung onto the Lord Fool to act in his place or something of the like, maybe she noticed he died and went insane trying to delude herself that her king is still alive and well, maybe she separated herself from the rest of the fools because of this too. Maybe that key she held belonged to the Lord Fool as well, and she's holding on to it for the one day he returns or something.

Anyways.

What exactly happened for the Nightmare Realm and the Dream Realm to be split? Maybe The Nightmare's Heart was forced to split the Nightmare Realm off from the Dream Realm because the Radiance was kinda encroaching on its territory?

Like, maybe in her desperation to not be forgotten she tried to use anyone and anything to her advantage, and hey, the Nightmare Heart has a troupe like she did her moth tribe, what if she just takes it.

Which then forced The Nightmare's Heart to make the decision to split the Nightmare Realm off from the Dream Realm.

Or maybe not even THAT.

Maybe after she came back from being forgotten she just, went after everything. Like, if she would go after the followers of Unn even though said god is just sleeping, and she went after deepnest, the Hive and the Mantis Tribe.

Why not assume that she would go after the Nightmare Realm too?

Maybe I could make the assumption that since everything in Greenpath came from Unn's dream, the Radiance basically saw it that she had the right to take Unn's followers because they were molded from a dream. Mayhaps she was even, say, jealous of the fact that Unn's subjects (or like half maybe) didn't leave them even after meeting the Pale King and that their god is sleeping.

So, say that the Nightmare and Dream Realm were one, and the Radiance assumes that dreams are hers to lay claim to and that Nightmares are just a different form of dream. What if she just decided that The Nightmare's Heart wasn't necessary and tried to dispose of them, realized she couldn't, then decided to split them?

Meh, I don't know man I'm just spouting bullshit lols.

Another thing, kinda more bullshit to deal with the Pale King I guess?

So, the final lore tablet at King's Pass states:

Higher beings, these words are for you alone. Beyond this point you enter the land of King and Creator. Step across this threshold and obey our laws. Bear witness to the last and only civilisation, the eternal Kingdom. Hallownest

A bit funny, isn't it? How the Pale King calls Hollownest the last and only civilization, perhaps you could even call it hubris. But what if, and hear me out here.

What if Hollownest was the last and only civilization...

...at that time.

Maybe before the Pale King's reign there truly weren't any civilizations, or an extremely little amount of them? He could call his the last because he saw the very last civilization crumble and fall before his eyes, perhaps he says that his is the only because the wastes cause bugs to lose their minds and such no civilizations can spawn from mindless bugs.

Except... we do know that bugs have come from beyond Hollownest. Iselda and Cornifer, for example.

But that doesn't mean that the Pale King can't say his was the last and only civilization left, because, at the time, that may have very well been true and other civilizations may have popped up perhaps either during or after his reign.

And Hollownest is called the only civilization because it was the most advanced out of everyone else, Deepnest, the Moth Tribe, The Hive, Greenpath, the whole lot of them.

We could even think about if the split happened either when the Pale King came to Hollownest or well into his reign. Maybe well into his reign was when the Radiance came back with a vengeance, split the realms, and then forced The Nightmare's Heart to go beyond the wasteland in search of sustenance, which would then lead to that higher being to find out about the ruins of civilizations and then realizing it could feast on the fading embers of something that was once great.

Which could then give it the idea of trying to promote the existence of more kingdoms when the embers were running low, or just couldn't support it anymore?

And if the split did indeed happen well into the Pale King's reign, it could sorta spread the knowledge it saw from Hollownest during its travels and subtly suggesting to certain bugs it saw potential in to try and be, well, a king or queen.

Whether that bug gave way to a short lived or long lived kingdom was of no concern for The Nightmare's Heart, either way it still be able to collect the embers from the inevitable fall.

It was just a matter of time.

(How did it loop from being something about Hollownest to the Nightmare Heart again god DAMN IT)

[meadowlarksabove]

Every so often I´m gonna make a silly text post and dump all the lore that never gets touched upon in threads. It's hard keeping all of these Legion-focused headcanons to myself lmao-

So here's part I: 

I'm currently playing around with the idea of Gabban being called “Gabban Argeiphontes” which is a title given to the god Mercury/Hermes for the slaying of Argus Panoptes. It's a way to indirectly mock him for his work since Mercury could only defeat Argos by killing them in their music induced sleep. Not a very honorable way to kill your enemy by Legion standards. (But the hero Ulysses/Odysseus is often connected with the messenger god for being a compulsive liar, which makes in-game Ulysses more likely to be compared to Mercury directly. Still, it's a fun thought ,and the “Argeiphontes” nickname could extend to all the frumentarii as a way to invalidate their authority.) 

With so many tribes getting “annexed” into the Legion there's bound to be a lot of cultural mish-mashing going on. I doubt they´re as effective at erasing entire cultures as they think they are, people are just creative at masking their traditions with the roman pantheon. (For example, Venus will often be named when they're actually talking about Yemaya.) This isn't to say Caesar doesn't try to suppress other beliefs/cultural expressions, but the people in charge of managing his growing empire know when to turn a blind eye to avoid further unrest.  

Skinship is very common and expected in friendships. Linking arms and resting your head on a friend's shoulder is completely normal to see among soldiers. 

Executions can become a public spectacle in Flagstaff, especially when they happen close to important dates or holidays. The methods will vary depending on the occasion or the god being venerated. Crucifixions are actually executions “on the go” because crosses don´t take up a lot of resources. So they're commonly used in war zones and military camps. They still happen inside of Legion towns, but it's not as common or practical. 

This is more of a personal writing thing, but while I draw/spam Gabban being attractive, I try not to outright mention it in threads. It doesn't fit his vibe. Gabban doesn't think about his appearance beyond its usefulness. Regardless of what other people say or how they perceive him, he's always going to think of his own appearance as a tool. The only times it's ever mentioned is when he's actively manipulating someone. 

Legion men obviously do the scummy bro thing of bragging about all the women they´ve slept with. But it's considered a greater honor and better for your reputation if you´re the one approached by the woman. If that happens, consider their ego fully fed. 

Most soldiers pray to Mars, but they also make their offerings to Venus for victory and protection in battle. Civilians pray mostly to Juno as mother and queen of the community. 

[nico-the-overlord]

¨he´s like the boy who cried wolf¨ yeah no that boy is basically howling

[daylerogers]

Isn't It Always About Me?

‘Tis the season for graduations and other spectacular endings, when people finish and are able to close a door on a particular chapter of their lives and anticipate what new things await them. We were invited to a dear friend’s college graduation party, an opportunity to celebrate the hard work and energy he’s invested in getting his business degree. I’ve known this young man since he was in…

[mildlylesbian]

... the sidebar no longer shrinks when on the explore page

THE SIDEBAR NO LONGER SHRINKS WHEN ON THE EXPLORE PAGE

THE EXPLORE PAGE IS NOW ONLY 2 WIDE WHEN IT USED TO BE 3

I AM GOING TO LOSE MY FUCKING MIND

[skiiyoomin]

Can you make Kenma,Oikawa, Hinata, Sugawara, Nishinoya, Akaashi with a sub! Girlfriend that has a personality that remembers a Golden Retriever?? (Can it be NSFW?)

ღHq boys with a sub!golden retriever gf

ʚft: Kenma, Oikawa, Hinata, Suga, Nishinoya, Akaashi

ʚCont: SMUT CONTENT, fem!reader, fingering, slight corruption kink, mirror sex, use of good girl, riding, oral sex

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a/n i think i outdid myself with this one 😁

Kenma

There is a clear difference between your personalities. He´s passive and calm whereas you´re always a bundle of energy. Many joke you have all the energy Kenma doesn't. And that fact proves right in moments like these.

He was slumped on the couch when you skipped into the living room. Your eyes darted to his hands holding the controller. His long fingers were moving across the buttons with a speed only a chronic video game player had. A flash of thoughts that were anything but holy crossed your mind. They were pushed back almost immediately.

They were hard to ignore now that those same fingers were pumping up into your dripping cunt. Your hips moved on their own, rolling instinctively to find the same spot that had your head throwing back with whiny moans. The clutch your fisted hands had on his shirt tightened when you bounced on his fingers, riding them like you would with his cock. "ken mmgh fuck m´ tired" He wasn´t sure if his actions were out of sympathy or torture, but his free hand gripped your hip to stop their movement. His other hand, drenched in your juices, moved upwards at a fast pace, curling inwards to hit the plushness of your g-spot. "tired? already? well, I suppose I´ll help" Though he didn´t seem to mind with how hard he was in that moment, his erection begging to be freed from its restraints. The fast pace of his fingers brought your orgasm closer than you thought. Your mind blanked, body shaking as your walls clamped down on his fingers, imprisoning them inside your warmth.

His lips on your face landed you back from cloud 9. "such a good girl, wanna keep doing a good job for me and make me feel good?" He murmurs against your skin, to which you nod without hesitation.

Oikawa

Oikawa absolutely adoresss you. You´re his little puppy, his sweet innocent baby girl. He dies and revives every single time your doe eyes stare up at him with those bright irises. They shoot straight to his heart, tightening in his chest to the point where his breath is lost in the air. He doesn´t know what he´d do without his pretty girl. He could spend countless hours naming all the things he loves about you. But he was certain that what he loves most, is your willingness to please him. Like a puppy does with its owner.

Deep down, it isn´t just for the simple innocent reasons one may imagine. Your willingness to please applies to the bedroom too. And there was nothing that turns him on more than to have you on all fours, ramming his cock into your abused hole for hours on end.

Tears were falling down your pretty eyes, your back setting into a mean arch the longer you stayed in that position. Even then, your breathy shaky voice asked "m´ i making you feel good?" Call it a possible corruption kink, but seeing your head lifting to meet his gaze from the back with those teary doe eyes, your lips pouty as you concern yourself more over his pleasure than your own, god that just makes his dick harder than ever.

If anything, it keeps his cock pounding into you relentlessly, forcing orgasm after orgasm from you, all just to see you with that same look in your eyes. Yeah, he definitely has a corruption kink.

Hinata

You´re both bundles of sunshine. Your relationship is as radiant as the sun, a constant source of joy in each others lives. You´re both the same golden retriever energy and anyone can see that from a 20 mile radius. In terms of dominance, well, it´s hard to say. Or at least, that´s how it is for anyone outside the relationship. However between you two? It´s pretty clear.

The sight in front of you is sinful really. No porno you had ever watched was as erotic as this. Hinata is sitting on the edge of the bed with you sitting snuggly on his lap, your back pressed against his toned chest. You´re convinced you´d have bruises on your hips the next morning from how tight he was gripping them. Though your focus in that moment is on the dirty view from the mirror of your tight hole getting stretched open by his thick cock. While Hinata is setting the pace and keeping you balanced, you´re tasked to hold your legs wide open with your hands under your knees, giving you the perfect view of his cock connecting with your cunt.

As much as you wanted to throw your head back on his shoulder from the painful pleasure, you couldn´t look away from the sight. The way your puffy lips parted in an accomodating motion for his dick to pound up into you relentlessly is an addicting sight you can´t get enough of. The fast pace is dizzying along with the view of his fluids mixing with yours and coating his cock like a second skin. His pace sped up even more, though you hadn´t thought that was possible, when your impending orgasm resulted in the clenching of your gummy walls. "hold on f´me sweet girl, can you do that?" He asks sweetly into your ear despite the vicious pace of his tip kissing your cervix. "mhmm" Is all you can manage to say. "good girl"

Sugawara

Suga is often seen as the sweet calm boyfriend whereas you´re the energetic girlfriend whose always bouncing around with energy. It´s a balance that makes the relationship work very well. But what nobody expects is the 180 Suga does in bed.

A foot is balanced on his shoulder, his hands wrapped around the plushness of the back of your thighs. Suga loves this more than anything else. When your body goes limp from the pleasure, reducing all that energetic behaviour that you had before to nothing. You never resist him, no, instead you encourage him to keep going. To keep stretching your body into positions you didn´t think were possible. To keep your walls continuously stroking his cock, pulling countless orgasms out of you until you had nothing left to give. And even then, you keep your legs spread wide open like the good little thing that you are.

He groans into your ear "fuck. You like that? like how good my cock is making you feel?" He growls into your ear. One hand moves to rub your swollen clit, intensifying the pleasure. The result of your moans urged his ruthless pace to quicken. He chuckles breathlessly. "can´t even speak. am I fucking my baby dumb? Is that it?" The mocking tone of his voice was far more arousing than you thought and he knew it. How could he not when your walls were clenching so tightly around his aching member?

"wanna loosen up for me baby girl? I can´t make you cum if you´re squeezin so tight" He smirks "Yeaah that´s it, good fucking girl" He says in that low raspy voice you love so much. You´re in for a looong night.

Nishinoya

You´re both equally energetic. His energy rubs off on you and yours rubs off on him. You two together is utter chaos in the best way possible. Though when it comes to dominance, Noya is always sure to prove he´s the dominant one. Not like you mind anyway.

It´s movie night and of course, one thing leads to another. Now you´re on Noyas lap with his cock fucking up into you. If this isn´t heaven, Noya wasn´t sure what is. You´re always so eager to take him, to be fucked into submission. He groans lowly when you squeeze particularly hard. His eyes trail from your pussy to the swell of your breasts that bounce every time he thrusts up into you, his grip on your hips controlling the pace. The sight is so enticing, so breath taking that he can´t resist getting a taste. His mouth latches onto oneperky nipple while his fingers play with the other, giving them equal attention.

"aaah ngh noya" You moan, the sounds like music to his ears. His mouth latches off your breasts with a pop. "hmm? is my baby girl feeling good?" You whine, trying to speed up the pace. His gaze darkens with a primal lust. His feet plant on the floor and with a sudden boost of energy, he fucks your hole with a roughness he had never used before. He has no time to worry if he´s being too rough, becuase you´re instantly arching your back into a mean curve and throwing your head back. It´s overwhelming, the intense pleasure, the throbbing of your cunt the more he keeps his cock inside you.

A loud smack resonantes across the room, a gasp following it afterwards. The sting from his slap on your ass strangely adds to the pleasure, making your cunt throb more. He seems to sense this as well because he does it again and again. By the end of that night, the skin of your ass was a painful tomato red. Though you can´t stay mad at him when he fucks you so good.

Akaashi

Akaashi seems to attract the most energetic people ever. First it was Bokuto, now it´s you. He doesn´t complain one bit though. He adores you so much and makes you feel so loved too. He especially loves showing his love for you through intimate acts. It´s too tempting for him after all. When you´re always so greedy to please him and make him happy. Or especially when you´re so submissive for him. You trust him blindly and know he takes good care of you and nothing can ever make him more turned on than that.

Like now, he´s laying on his stomach on the bed. The thickness of your thighs are wrapped around his head, pulling him closer to your aching core. This was the thing he loves most. Worshipping your body over and over like you´re a goddess and he´s your most faithful worshipper. A shiver crawls down your spine when his warm breath tickles your bare skin, coming in contact with your heat. You gasp when his warm tongue slips out and licks along your slit until it hooks on your clit. Akaashi is a patient man, but even his own patience wears thin under the temptation of ravishing you whole.

He wastes no time in wrapping his lips around your clit, sucking the bundle gently while slipping a finger inside. One finger turns into two, then three. Soon enough his fingers are thrusting into you while he continues to busy his mouth with your clit. It´s not long before your body shakes from the force of a mind blowing orgasm.

He doesn´t wait a single second. Your legs are forced to spread open, giving him space to slip his tongue into your sensitive hole. You whine and squirm from the overstimulation. "aaah kashi" Said man lifts his head up, your juices smeared all over his chin and lips. They press wet kisses to your inner thighs while looking up at your flushed face. "you know the safe word, don´t you darling?" You nod meekly under his intense gaze. He smirks "good" Is all he says before going back to fucking your throbbing hole like a starved man having his last meal on earth.

[daydreamycrustacean]

*Wouldn´t It Be Fucked Up voice* what if there was a guy like this.

What if there was a guy who was a cold dead body on a table and everyone wanted to cut into him and get their hands inside of him and take his organs and body parts to use them for their own purposes but this dead body was actually an alive guy who is insisting that all of this doesn´t affect him at all (until it finally does in a way he can´t ignore)

[sickeninglyshoujo]

a/n: i saw the renders (you know the ones) and became feral with need for dad!ghost, other cod dads coming soon, sorry to my friends for being forced to read me word vomit this in chat over four hours. ao3 link coming soon warnings: pregnancy talk word count: 1.8k

Simon doesn’t like when the baby wears the skulls but you do because it reminds you of him

When he grew up he equated the skull mask to terror, the baby only has positive thoughts about it and gets excited seeing it yelling out “daddy!” if she sees the motif in public, mortifying Simon and delighting you. Onlookers growing even more concerned when you coo back, “Yes, that is daddy!” pointing to the Halloween display of a grim reaper statue.

I can tell you that Simon is a master at baby rearing

Simon would absolutely carry the baby under his arm like a football once her neck is strong enough even if you don’t like it because it’s more comfortable like that

It’s second nature to him somehow

Even when you’re stressed about the baby and can’t get her to stop crying somehow Simon just comes over and says the one thing you haven’t tried because he can differentiate between her cries

You were afraid about introducing the baby to Riley, but Simon wasn’t. “They live in the same flipping house, he has t’ get used to her!”

“But not when she’s newborn! Let her get a little bigger first!”

“No better time than now! She’ll never be afraid of him then and he’ll protect her!”

“They call them malingators for a reason!”

“Riley is a well-trained retired soldier. He’s not going to hurt the baby.”

The first meeting had Simon holding the baby in his arms and stooping down to Riley’s level, Riley nosing at the baby’s sock-covered feet hanging from Simon’s arms, sniffing excitedly. You stood above Simon, wringing your hands together, ready to jump in between the two at a moment's notice.

“This is your baby sister, Riley,” Simon instructed the dog whose ears moved, listening to his master’s voice, “She’s your new assignment, boy.”

“Bloodthirsty, isn’ he?” Simon asked you with a grin as the dog yawned and stayed calmly seated, beginning to lick at the baby's booties.

“Shut it, Si.”

Riley is the baby’s shadow. If she so much as sniffles he’s darting across the house trying to find out what’s wrong. It’s like Simon’s watching over her even when on missions 

Simon hates that the dog is named Riley because he thinks it’s stupid and is constantly begging to rename the dog. You refuse because you like the constant reminder of your husband. It doesn't matter that he shares the family name.

When you first bring the baby home from the hospital Simon is in constant awe at how tiny she is. Like a little doll he keeps telling you to the point he sounds like a broken record

Simon constantly worried about baby being cold 2k24 and always has a blankie in the diaper bag or draped over the baby carrier.

After missions he would look for you first when he came home before stripping off the dirt and grime of missions and now it’s the baby. He used to think you were his reason to keep trying to save the world and now it’s her. It only stings a little but that is soothed when you see the awe in his face when she coos at him from her crib

It isn’t long before Simon is trying to get you to agree to try for another “Jus’ one more love,” he'll mutter into your neck after the baby is put down for the night and you two have retired to your bedroom only to be batted away weakly

“Oh no, Si! No more babies and no more sex! Not if you’re going to talk like that!”

“But yer such a good mum. We should have a houseful.”

Simon would petition you to quit your job because it’s bad enough the baby has to deal with him being gone on missions they shouldn’t have their mum gone too

“I make more ‘an enough for you to stay home with her!”

“The money isn’t the point, Si,” You coo at the baby on your lap, “I don’t need to be a housewife and I like working!”

You giggle whenever the other 141 men are over because they will carry the diaper bag slung over their shoulder and completely at odds with their uniforms.

It heats your cheeks to watch your burley husband in full military uniform when you greet him on base, bouncing your baby on his hips, playfully pulling her hands away when she gets too close to a switch or something she shouldn't touch, particularly when other women notice him too

It would swell your chest with pride when you and Si were out with the baby and he’d get longing looks from women when he was doing dadly things like pushing the stroller or rifling through the diaper bag for her bottle or burp cloth. 

“You have to have seen the way women look at you when you’re carrying the baby.”

“Whaddya mean?”

“You’re practically tormenting them, Si! And me too! You’re all big and tough! You’re in uniform or in a compression shirt and then you’re holding onto her in just your arm while she can’t even wrap a hand around one of your fingers!”

Simon doesn’t understand your point, “I’m tormenting you?”

Heat flushes your cheeks, “I like watching you be a dad to our daughter.”

The baby has essentially four dads as all of 141 takes care of the baby when they come to visit on leave

You worry about them spoiling her, “She’ll get too used to being held Si!”

“Then damn well let ‘er!”

“What about when they leave!”

“You think they’re leaving?! Soaps brought a bloody duffel!”

Because when you have the baby Captain Price, Soap, and Gaz are all going to visit. Moving into your cramped guest room for easily the first month after the baby’s born, Gaz and Soap fighting over who gets the futon and who has to share the bed with the Captain.

They need to see the baby!

They never thought Si would settle down but that was before you and your endless patience with the grumpy military man set in his ways.

You didn’t miss when Price clapped him on the shoulder after Simon showed off the baby for the first time, “You did well, Son.”

“Thank god she got the missus’ looks!” Soap crowed, “I was worried she’d get L.t.’s ugly mug!”

“I was hoping she would Johnny,” you peer down at the baby in Simon’s arms and trace a finger down her cheek, “She did get his eyes though. You know those were the first thing I noticed when we started talking, Si? How sad your eyes were.”

“Don’ have “sad eyes”.”

“I thought you did. And you were wearing that silly skull balaclava too, so I couldn’t very well fall in love with your chiseled jaw or the cute scar on your lip,” Soap and Gaz howled in laughter, missing the dirty looks from Ghost (You did too, eyes entirely on your daughter swaddled in a soft terry blanket in her father’s arms)

“Hey L.t. let me give you a few more scars for the missus to kiss!” Gaz ribbed

You never minded patching Simon up after missions. It gave you an excuse to ogle your husband in detail. Even before you were married, he’d tried to wave you off when you’d dab at the blood encrusted cuts and then flush when after taking care of the ones on his arms, much less when he stretched and took off his shirt for you to do the ones on his chest too. Thankfully he didn’t notice your brain shorting as you forgot how to breathe when you saw how heavily muscled and tattooed he was, culminating in an audible gasp as your eyes took in his happy trail and Adonis belt. 

“You ok?”

“Y-yeah just banged my foot on the tub.”

He’d later recount this to Soap who nearly banged his head on the wall at how dense Ghost was being

“An’ you wen’ home after that!”

“Yes Johnny, I had PT the next morning and had to ship out that night.”

He let out a string of curses, “The lass likes you and probably was hoping you’d stay the night wi’ her!”

“MacTavish,” Simon warned.

“She let you take off your clothes in her bathroom and then cleaned you up! Lasses don’t do that for cheeky cunts they don’ like!”

You miss him when he’s on missions of course, but it’s easier once you have Riley and then the baby. It’s like you have piece’s of him with you

Si is a beige mom but instead of beige it’s gray. You try and explain the importance of the bright colors in developing the baby’s eyesight but Si just mutters something about no baby of his is going to look like a muppet

Riley used to sleep at the foot of your bed but now he sleeps by the crib. You don’t know when he learned how to work door knobs but it happened somewhere between the third trimester and birth. Now you have to coax him into your room if you miss Si and want to cuddle Riley

You’ve given up on trying to keep Riley out of the nursery and instead just tut when you find dog hairs on the baby. 

Riley is the ever-patient soldier with the baby, letting her pull on his tail and ears, tugging on (and sometimes removing) his fur, all while happily wagging his tail at being used as a jungle gym

When the baby starts toddling and skins her knees, Si can’t help but scoop her up before the first tear leaves her eye “Si you’re spoiling her!” “She hurt herself, I can’ just let her cry” “She hadn't even cried yet!” “She was abou’ to”

Simon is an over attentive dad because he doesn’t want his baby to suffer the same way he did 

Si rolls his eyes whenever you  tell him not to throw the baby in the air because he’ll drop her but he knows his reflexes are superhuman and he’d catch her

SI doesn’t baby talk and will discuss the finer parts of gun mechanics and maintenance with your infant as she gums on a teether.

When she’s older, Si buys her a pellet gun for Christmas and hides it from you until unwrapped on Christmas morning

By the time it’s in her hands you know you’ve lost

He ignores your dirty glance that says “We’ll talk about this later”

As she grows up she starts talking about joining the SAS like her daddy and you’re filled with fear while Si encourages it. Starts taking her training with him much to your horror, first on short jogs around the neighborhood, then to the gym proper to teach her how to throw a punch. She quickly becomes the star of the base, with all the men calling her “Recruit”

“Nothing dangerous yet Si I mean it!”

“She asks for it!”

“She is a child and you are her father! You’re supposed to be the voice of reason!”

“The voice of reason says she might as well be trained right if she wants it!”

a/n: likes/reblogs/comments appreciated please talk to me about dad!ghost i cant contain myself