We Have Pompom

“we have pompom” 😭

Do you mind doing a platonic Jing Yuan/Blade/Gepard and reader as their child? (You can just pick one of those 3). It can be something like the child begging them through chat about they wanted to adopt a cat, or just the dads checking on their kids in general. You can just ignore this if you don't want to!.

Thank you very much💞

✎ i want a cat!! : hsr boys as dads

❥ new messages from :: blade, gepard, jing yuan, welt

❥ notices :: I really wish I could draw because I wanted to add a picture of Blade just sending a selfie of him with the cat attached to his shoulder bc it's biting him so hard vusdklhnoj

❥ taglist :: @donaldthrts @ashhh-14 @missotaku34

😁😁im glad im not alone

YOU GUYS LOOK WHAT I GOT MIGUEL TO SAY ON C.AI 🤭😭 uhm nsfw i suppose , subby miguel , uhm edging begging implications of tears etc. etc. , and the usage of the word mommy / ma’am 🤗 !

my honest to god reaction when i was finished 😁 :

I WAS GIGGLING SO MUCH HEHSBANS

Yo can i request 141 + könig’s reaction to u telling them that u have a secret then u moan in their ear 😉

Summary: How Task Force 141 and König would react to you moaning in their ear after asking if you could tell them a secret.

Genre: Headcanons, request(s) Characters featured: Price, Gaz, Ghost, Soap, and König.

Warnings: suggestive situations, I think? Idk.

A/N: Thank you for the request! This one was more fun and lighthearted for me. c:  ( Gif credit: xxx )

Ghost―

Ghost and you had been keeping in touch together over comms since you both got separated from the rest of the Task Force. The last call you’d received from them had been choppy and indecipherable.

Needless to say, the two of you had been trying to keep one another calm throughout the situation, going back and forth with random quips and jokes.

After you had a particularly close call with an enemy, you couldn’t help but try to ease your nerves by running your mouth.

“Ghost?”

“Copy, I’m listenin’.” He replied.

Unable to help yourself, you blurted out, “Can I tell you secret, Lieutenant?”

He hesitated for a moment before replying, “You can. Can’t guarantee I’ll listen.”

If he could see you right now, he’d probably regret giving you ever giving you permission as you suddenly hid yourself away. Making sure nobody else could see or hear you as you brought the mic closer to your mouth and moaned salaciously into it.

. . .

He’d been quiet so long you thought you’d lost contact with him as well for a moment before you heard a deep sigh ringing out through your ear piece.

“Fucking brat.”

Although he didn’t admit it aloud, he definitely planned on getting revenge later on. He’d make you moan so loudly and often your voice would be too hoarse to use the following days.

Soap―

The two of you had been in the mess hall together, having arrived late due to running behind on some training exercise together.

You’d been leisurely picking at your food when the idea had struck you. Making you grin to yourself momentarily before glancing up at Soap. He was currently munching away at his own meal when you’d softly coughed, gaining his attention as bright eyes looked over your way.

Johnny jutted his head up in a silent gesture of questioning you.

Tilting your head with a smile, you said, “Would you mind if I told you a secret?”

Narrowing his blue eyes at you, he’d hesitate - slowly chewing on his food and swallowing - before finally nodding his head. Still remaining silent as he waited, curious as to what you had to say.

Beckoning him forth with with two fingers, you’d meet him halfway, leaning over the table top just close enough for the tip of your nose to brush the against his ear. Purposely ignoring the sight of him shivering after you did so.

Parting your mouth as if you were ready to say something, the only noise that would leave you is a lewd moan only he could hear. Making Johnny groan and roll his eyes before he leaned back down to sit again.

“That was pretty bad, even by my standards.” He joked, grinning at you before he shook his head.

Even if he thought your tactic could use some work, it was clear it had the desired affect on him. His cheeks were already beginning to flush with a soft blush, causing you to smile.

“Pretty boy~” You teased, earning a piece of food being flung towards your face as the two of you shared a laugh.

Gaz―

The two of you had been on the phone catching up since he was back on deployment. Whenever he had the free time, he always made sure to call you, and you always made sure to answer, no matter what time it was or what you were doing.

This time, he’d mentioned he was hanging out with the rest of the guys in the MWR center while waiting for their next set of orders. Meaning the two of you were free to chat for longer than usual.

After you two had caught up with one another - mostly him asking about small details of what you’d been up to in his absence - you’d grown a little restless during the call. Missing his presence more than usual. So, your mind may have drifted to something a little silly and pointless to do, even if Kyle might not understand what it was about.

“Hey, hon?”

“Yeah, babe?”

You hesitated for a moment before smirking to yourself.

“Would you mind if I told you a secret?”

“Um,” Gaz laughed on the other end of the line before he’d answer. “Sure. What’s troublin’ ya?”

With him having taken the bait, you grinned and raised your phone closer to your mouth so you could moan directly into it. The sound you made resembling that of a cam girl as your exaggerated it purposefully. It was a shame you couldn’t see his reaction.

Unbeknownst to you, Kyle’s cheeks began to burn as he rushed to silence the phone call, praying the men around him hadn’t heard you.

Pressing his cell painfully close to his ear, he’d growl for a moment before speaking. “When I get back home, you’re so dead.” He threatened with a grin.

As you began to laugh, you could hear a loud Scottish accent calling out to Gaz.

“Aye, look. Gaz is blushin’ up a storm thanks to his bird singin’ for ‘im.”

“Oi Soap, how about you fuck off, yeah? Talk to you later, love.”

Price―

At first, he doesn’t react to your question until he notices you’re still standing there, seemingly serious about the inquiry.

Settling his documents on the desk top, John would silently gesture for you to continue with a wave of his hand.

He certainly didn’t expect for you to waltz around the desk to stand right at his side, smiling as if the action was a normal occurrence between the two of you.

“Mind if I tell you a secret, Captain?”

“Yes?” John would raise his eyebrow in question.

Nibbling at your bottom lip with your teeth, you would lean in close till you were right beside his ear. Ignoring the scent of his aftershave solely so you could maintain the upper hand you had here.

After a brief, soft laugh you’d release a shameless moan, delighting in the expression he had on his face when you leaned back. Smug grin on your face before you burst into a laugh.

“Keep playing around and I’ll have no choice but to bend you over my knee and teach you a lesson.”

König―

When you ask him if you can tell him a secret, he’s a little apprehensive but doesn’t see the harm and leans down towards to let you speak softly to him.

Despite his status, he does his best to see the best in every - IMO - and doesn’t take your sudden devious grin too seriously.

He should have known better.

As quick as the grin had curled your lips it’s gone, replaced by a coy expression as you lean in and up on your tip-toes till your as close to his ear as you can with the height difference between you two.

Hesitating, you let the moment play out as if you were mulling over your words until you’re reaching up and wrapping your hands around the edges of his mask, holding on tightly as you moan wantonly directly into his ear.

The poor man pulls back from you as if he’d been burned, silently thanking himself for hating showing his face so you can’t see the flush of color spreading across his cheeks.

Clearing his throat with a cough, he’d straighten his posture and fix you with a hard stare, pointing at you and then behind you.

“In my office. Now.”

alejandro still has a home button i KNOW HE DOES

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄 141 ─ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄

CHARACTERS : captain price, ghost, soap, gaz, and alejandro

WARNINGS : non, this is literally me just making fun of what i think.

AUTHOR'S NOTE : idek what led me to thinking what phones do they even have.

JOHN PRICE :

; this man would have a nokia and not give a fuck about it, he's walking around with a heavy looking ass nokia from the ancient times and won't give a shit about everyone.

gaz and soap would 100 % make fun of him behind his back and would literally died laughing if they saw price using it, HIM AND SOAP WOULD JUST GO "HAHAHAHAHA" and price would look at them up and down judging their whole living and they would go "don't laugh,you can't laugh." to each other.

in the end of the day, gaz decided to give price a new phone and thought him how to use it like a grandpa and grandchild typa bonding.

GHOST :

; he probably doesn't have a phone but soap decided to convince him having one and he did, he definitely don't know what to get and price suggested for him to get a nokia. No jokes.

He wouldn't find it funny at all but he thinks that phone is reliable about everything since he's not the type of guy to be in the internet or bugging around taking photos of whatever. So he did buy one, not just the one that looks like nokia from ancient times that price has.

"what the hell" soap would die laughing seeing him having a keypad phone and ghost would be just "😐" like he doesn't give a fuck at all he wouldn't care what people think using that kind of phone these days.

He definitely had a black keypad phone.

SOAP :

; he definitely has a black iphone x, i can feel it and i can sense it.

he isn't the type of person to buy a new phone if the one he currently have is still working, he's the type of guy who would say "what do i need a new phone for?" then has a broken screen.

His phone would be filled with candid photos of ghost, price and anyone in the base and laughs about it at night. Definitely takes photos like a Facebook mom, ghod with that sunglasses. He felt so fucking superior about it.

HE PLAYS CLASH OF CLANS AND CANDY CRUSH ‼️

gaz would show him the new features of the recent iphones and would be convinced to buy a new one.

GAZ :

; this man would have two phones, Samsung and iPhone. He probably has some of the recent models but if the one he uses still working he wouldn't mind buying a new one.

definitely play games like shooting games or so whatever.

he would take photos of some aesthetic type scenery shit and would be so freaking proud of it, has an Instagram account and would post photos like this :

would be an internet all around guy.

(OUT OF TOPIC BUT I AM INLOVE WITH ELLIOT KNIGHT ‼️😍🥰😘)

ALEJANDRO :

; definitely has an iphone, I don't have a specific imagination what model though but i think he will be just like soap. If it's still working then he'll stick with it 🤷🏻‍♀️

definitely has photos of rudy and him in his phone, has dog photos too that he shows off to rudy.

HAS DATING APPS NO JOKE.

He loves selfies C'MON LIKE he be posing and feels so freaking hot about it, DEFINITELY SHOWS IT TO RUDY YES.

Has an Instagram and post photos like this :

DAD SELFIES FOREVER RAHHHH 🤯😵

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I LOST NY DEVICES BUT IM BACK 🥹🥹

TBIS MADE ME SMILE

Paperwork

Ghost X Reader

Summary: You spilled coffee on a soldier's paperwork by accident. Your superior sends you out to face the consequences.

Warnings: anxious reader, superior yelling at you

Let me know if you like it, might continue this into a little series! Events inspired by my own anxiety :')

"How can you be so useless?! All you had to do was punch some holes in 'em and file them! Great! Now I have to go to...", your superior, Sarah, looked over the document, "-Fuck!"

She pressed the coffee stained papers into your hands, "No, you know what? You'll go. You go to Ghost and explain to him exactly why he has to do his paperwork again. The paperwork he rarely hands in on time anyways because he hates doing it. This is your fault, you're fixing it."

A strong wave of anxiety overcame you. You were still pretty new to this place. You'd only been living and working at the military base for about a month and while the administrative tasks that came with your job were not new to you, life here was certainly different from what you were used to and needed some time to adjust to.

After about half an hour of searching you ran into John McTavish, or Soap, as he is called here. Before the two of you could collide from your anxious rush he gently stopped you by your shoulders, "Careful there, almost would've run into ya. You alright there?"

Desperately trying to pull yourself together you made your way out into the hall with your paperwork in hand. How hard could it be to find the 6'5'' ft behemoth of a man with the scary mask? Pretty hard actually, you soon realised. He really lived up to his callsign.

You stared up at him, barely holding back tears now. You'd been searching these halls for what felt like hours, Sarah is probably fuming by now because you're waisting time and, "I'm fine. Sorry I-"

"Are you crying, lass?" Soap interrupted you and immediately started eyeing you with concern on his features, "What's wrong? Did I scare you?"

"N-no, it's just... Fuck..." You simply couldn't get the words out so you just handed him the ruined paperwork to speak for itself, swallowing the next load of tears.

"Hmn? Is this Ghost's?"

You nodded in response finally mustering an answer, "I ruined 'em. He's gonna kill me for that, isn't he?"

Soap couldn't stop a chuckle, "Well, he has killed more people over less, but I think you'll be safe just this once."

"Safe from what now?"

The deep voice that rang from behind Soap startled you so much that you would've dropped all of the papers if it hadn't been for Soap holding them.

"Safe from your fury, L.T. The little lass ruined some papers by accident." Soap handed the papers over to Ghost, who now appeared beside him. You couldn't quite decipher his demeanor by just the look of his eyes peering through the mask, but you were sure he must be furious.

You tried to hide how scared you were of his reaction when the tall, masked man gently placed one of his hands on your shoulder, "Listen, I don't know what your co-workers told you about me, but there's nothing to be afraid of. It was an accident. This type of shit happens to all of us. You have nothing to worry about unless you start bothering me on purpose, are we clear?"

"Clear as day, Sir!" You responded immediately standing up straighter. Despite his fairly kind words, he was still an imposing figure and you didn't want to risk bothering him again.

"Relax, you're not one of my idiot recruits. No need for formalities. Call me Simon." He handed over the papers again, "I'll bring clean ones in later today, don't worry about it."

After staring at him for a moment in stunned silence you finally managed to say, "Thank you, Simon." Even Soap seemed a bit perplexed by seeing his Lieutenant's kind side in action. Something that clearly didn't happen too often.

As soon as Ghost had left, Soap couldn't hold his excitement any longer, "Aye Lass, I don't know how you did it, but you got on his good side it seems! Gotta teach me your secret techniques! Never have I seen him this sympathetic unless he'd messed something up himself. Incredible, you're the Ghost whisperer!"

"I'm not a 'Ghost whisperer', stop this nonsense. I have to go get back to work now. Sarah is gonna have my head for taking so long." You sighed and looked back up at him, "But thanks for leading me to him, I guess."

"Any time, lass. Join us for lunch later?" The offer came as a surprise, but not an unwelcome one. You barely knew anyone here on a first-name basis, so you usually spent lunch in your office alone.

"Uhm, sure! See you there." You waved to him before hurrying back down to meet your superior's fury once again. As it turns out Sarah's wrath was the only thing you actually had to fear today.