#wife!!!!!!!!!

[waddingham]

HANNAH WADDINGHAM getting ready for the SAG Awards (2024)

[skitskatdacat63]

hier kommt die Sonne 🎶

+ some lore

I'm obsessed with her actually :))))

I can't believe her outfit stayed consistent since hmmm at least 2019, and then randomly I'm like I NEED TO CHANGE IT. But I really like the new one :) it's not TOO different but I think it looks a lot more majestic

Some fun facts:

First of all, she is the Sun Goddess: Sola.

She obviously isn't directly in charge of a planet and people of her own, so she's a lot more detached and distant from humanity than other gods.

She claims to hate humans, yet has a human form that's...suspiciously sexy. If she really wanted to, she could just permanently be a disembodied voice and never come up with a human form for herself, and yet she chooses not to, curious!

Even though she doesn't run a planet, she still has human followers. Worshipping most gods in this AU is not really like religion, it's more like a more connected relationship to a monarch or something like that. However worshipping a god like Sola is like the Roman concept of a cult. So even tho she ostensibly HATES human, she's secretly soooo pleased that she has so many dedicated followers

She kinda just sees humans as depraved animals? Through her duties, she only really sees humans at their absolute worst, so it's really soured her opinion of humanity. She feels like: "We gave you the chance to make life whatever you desire, and you do this?" But this is why she has her human form, and likes to hang around in it. Humanity itself might have squandered it's chances but she's not gonna let the beauty of the design go to waste.

However, she would never admit it but she has such a fascination with human depravity. Rip Sola, you would've loved true crime podcasts </3

She works alongside Luna, the goddess of Earth's moon, and they're basically passive aggressive coworkers/frenemies. Luna, even though she too sees the worst of humanity, has a much more romanticized view of humanity(mostly because for most of her history, she just hung around her sister, the goddess of Earth. So she spent a lot of time just observing humans from afar, and squealing over their mundane little actions like they're something magical.) They really hate each other's views, and can't really find a middle ground, but still somehow work efficiently together

If she met a somewhat decent, nice, normal human, she would probably become obsessed with them and see them as like the peak of humanity 😭 but she prefers to never really interact with humans personally.

She does hear her followers prayers, and sometimes dotes on them from afar. It's a very complicated relationship. It's just ego, like "Well they can't be too bad if they like me so much!" but it doesn't really change her opinion on humanity, bcs theyre just random outliers to her(even tho there's probably BILLIONS)

Oh also look how much she's evolved! I'm pretty proud :)

[meerability]

Feeling normal about this image (lying)

[starspilli]

man of progress

[inbabylontheywept]

so once me and my wife were watching a documentary where a snake ate like a million eggs. that snake just went to fucking town on eggs. and the snake made the eggs look so good that i kept thinking about it, and thinking about it, and thinking about it, and eventually it was 11pm and i ran out of willpower and decided to eat one (1) singular raw egg just to prove to myself that the snake was surely a liar.

the snake was not a liar. texture is like, super important to me and raw eggs are very Texture so i had another one, and then another one, and then another one, and eventually i ran out of eggs.

i had like, fifteen raw eggs.

i didnt really know how to explain this momentary madness to my wife, so my Plan was to put all the eggshells into a grocey bag, and then throw that grocery bag in the dumpster, and if she never noticed that would be Excellent and if she noticed immediately i could lie and say that the eggs went bad.

except i cant lie very good, and of course with murphys law being such, i got salmonella.

so i threw up a lot and my wife asked me what poisoned me so and i tried very hard to dodge the question but i was oozing shame like oil from a room temperature cheese and eventaully i gave in and told her everything and to her enormous credit she was more flabbergasted than actually upset. she did make me promise to not eat any more raw eggs, which i have stuck to, and she gives me weird looks during nature documentaries now as if desire was the only thing keeping me from eating thousands of pounds of krill anyway i made a joke earlier about being able to eat my age in eggs and my sister in law in law made a drawing to comemorate the moment and also because it was my birthday. she's excellent. thank you 10000000% @cintailed. you should all visit her page and admire her work.

[venusmage]

More high lesbian antics involving food

[froopa-coopa]

"I never asked for this"

[pouletpourri]

"You just have to look closely."

[saturnsconstellation]

Men use “I’m just a man” to cheat on their wives. Odysseus uses “I’m just a man” to kill, slay and torture people to get back to HIS wife. They are not the same.

[s1xseasonsandamov1e]

[bigwizardhat]

my cat stopping me from petting her

[readwritealldayallnight]

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who from the moment he laid eyes on you, has only ever referred to you as his wife

You, this sweet little thing, running through the halls on base one day when you turn a corner and nearly run headfirst into the Lieutenant, who’s walking alongside Soap

“Oh! Sorry about that, sir.” You told him, never slowing down in your hurried pace as you snuck around his large frame and continued down towards whatever you were evidently late for

The only reason his gaze had followed your retreating form, was that unlike everyone else, you had met his eyes when you spoke, even smiled warmly up at him

That one smile and he was done for

“Who was tha’?” The sergeant had questioned, seeing Ghost’s attention still fixated on you.

“Think that was my wife.”

“Yer what?!”

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who makes it a point to let everyone know that you are in fact his wife

Well, everyone apart from you apparently

He would certainly never abuse his position as a Lieutenant, but some new recruit had the audacity to whistle at you as you walked by? Well 100 laps around the base don’t exactly run themselves

Another soldier saved you a seat next to him in a briefing? He can enjoy scrubbing toilet seats for the next week in that case

Someone actually had the bollocks to ask you for your phone number? Perfect, he needed a volunteer for demonstrating hand to hand combat to the recruits, medics on standby of course

By the time he properly introduces himself to you for the first time, it’s understood by everyone else around that you are, for all intents and purposes, Mrs Riley

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who listens to you tell him your name in a voice that resembles music to his ears, hardly bothering to remember your last name, seeing as it’ll be changing soon enough anyway

“You can call me anythin’ you want, love.” His deep, gravelly voice had sent shivers down your spine, cheeky smirk widening beneath his mask. “So long as you call me, that is.”

By the end of your first date, (you were sitting alone in the dining hall and he wordlessly joined you what do you mean this isn’t a date) he’s wondering if you’ll insist on a ceremony or if he can sweep you away to the nearest courthouse and make this official, slipping a ring onto you finger and himself into you

You had laughed when he put his number into your phone and named himself ‘Husband’, certain that the man was only messing with you, some kind of hazing that you apparently weren’t aware Lieutenants played on the new communications hire, but it was only fair seeing as he’d saved your contact under ‘Wife’

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who is over the moon every time you play along, even if he knows you believe you’re only playing

“Ach, thanks Lt. Just what I needed.” Soap said, seeing Ghost’s approaching form enter the common room, holding a steaming cup of tea in each hand

“S’for my wife. Get your own.” The older man gruffly replied, sliding the mug onto the side table next to where you’re curled up on the couch, reading a book

“Aw, thank you honey.” You giggled, smiling up as him with an expression he thinks would taste even sweeter than honey if he were to run his tongue across your upturned lips

“Happy wife, happy life, sergeant.” Ghost shrugged, ignoring the other man’s pout, landing next to you and reaching an arm behind you across the back of the couch

“God, maybe I really should keep you.” You’d laughed, reaching a leg out to dig your socked toes into his muscled thigh, teasing him

Grasping your foot into his large, strong hands, he began massaging it, uncaring that you were only two of the many people in the common room, not when you looked at him like that, smiling together as though you truly were nothing more than a married couple

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, who surprised you one day, insisting he needed your help with something crucial off base, and drove you to a local shopping outlet to look at none other than dresses

“Is there some sort of party happening?” You’d questioned, confused out of your mind

“Suppose you could consider it a party.” He’d answered, leading you through the many racks of dresses, you noticed were all, very conveniently, white

“Now while you’re lookin’ through dress sizes,” he’d added, taking your left hand in both of his. “You know your ring size? Got my own shoppin’ to do ‘round here.”

Series masterlist

[mistiiiii]

Ive got the best naturals

source: maplemistyx

[seagiri]

7 minutes in heaven