Ex-soldier!reader who nannies Ghosts kidd while he's away on missions. Who notice people who have never been on theirhis street before out and about. Who gets his kid out of the house just before it blows up. Who goes on the run with the kid while Ghosts enemies hunt them down. Who is injured and solely focused on keeping the kid alive. Who makes it to the safe house Ghost gave them "just in case". Who pistol-whips Soap when he shows up. Who almsot cries when the kid screams daddy as Ghost walks in behind Soap. Who resists the urge to run unto his arms just like his kid did. Who end up in them anyways when they collapse from exhaustion and stress.
Who finally gets a kiss when they wake up in the medbay.
S/O giving Homelander a silly gift like novelty socks just because. Do you think he'd like them, hate them, wear them in secret.
Homelander stares in disenchantment, holding the pair of socks up over the gift bag you had presented them in. He should have known by the impish way you were grinning as he opened it—or even the way you wiggled as you handed him the bag—that you were up to no good, but presents have always been his blind spot. He still gets giddy when you surprise him with them.
Maybe that's why you do it so often. He's been delighted by pretty much all of them, but this...
"If this is your way of trying to break up with me, the answer is no," he says dryly, turning the socks side to side.
You laugh, already near tears. He's sometimes envious of how freely and easily those come to you. How deeply you feel your every emotion, the good and the bad, without shame or repression. His lips quirk slightly as you laugh, though he otherwise maintains his unenthused expression.
"So, you like them?" You ask, smiling cheekily.
"They're... certainly something," he says, clicking his tongue.
"Oh, so you love them."
"Have I done something to offend you recently?" He continues, holding them up to you. "Because this—this is hateful," he says, feigning severity in his tone for the way it makes you laugh even harder.
"Put them on," you practically plead, resting your head on his chest.
"Aww, babe," he coos, kissing the top of your head. He whispers against your crown, "Not a fucking chance."
They may be horrifically ugly, but—as he discovers the next day—they're actually pretty damn comfortable.
So long as they're thoroughly hidden under his boots, anyways.
I was never tagged by anyone, I don’t even know what the original one was, but I’ve always wanted to do the handwriting tag game!!!
Ah-hem, so may I present — ✨Pqnnier’s Handwriting Tag✨
Here are the rules!!!
1. In print write “hello,” and in cursive write “goodbye.”
2. In print write your favorite quote or song lyric.
3. In cursive write the title of your favorite book or the book you’re currently reading.
4. In print and cursive write your username.
5. In cursive or print write “better,” “letter,” and “little.”
6. In print write your eye color, in cursive write your favorite color.
7. What’s your favorite letter to write in print? What’s your favorite letter to write in cursive?
And that’s it!!!
Thank you!!! This was so fun to make, more people should make their own tag games to torment their friends with lol <3
For the first round ever, I’ll tag @swimmingblues @minicita @themariotheme @catsxeye @doveotion @directionoftheroad @strawberryrhubarbs @thehappysmiler @evature @4yearning @aly6sa @moonlite @chicorysaints @m0thbuddy @lunaleche @master-of-the-opera-house @fresaflora <3 and of course anyone else!!!!!!!!
Alpha!Ghost with an Omega!reader that is captured by enemy forces and goes through their heat alone and in confinement???? And Ghost finds them after they're finished??? And you're too weak to even move??? Sorry just and this thought and i wish i didn't have to write it and it was already there for me to read asdfghjk