Princess_Iris

Reader is sick and Kyle is looking after themmm :P (AN: I dunno man just smth to get back into writing)

God, your head hurt. 

You had just woken from a nap. Hair stuck to your face with sweat as you stretched your neck, with a yawn.

You groan slightly, rubbing your eyes and moving it over to your flaming hot cheek. Everything ached, and you sit up reluctantly to reach for a tissue. It was at that moment your boyfriend decided to walk in, fresh from the shower. He rubs a towel over his damp hair, looking up. “Love, what are you doing!” He rushes over, gently pressing you back into the couch. “Darling, I told you not to sit up.” He says worriedly, concern in his warm brown eyes. He gently reaches up to check your temperature, then frowns. Before you can protest, he pops a thermometer into your mouth and looks slightly panicked. “Ok, two degrees warmer. It’s fine, right? Ok, love, lie down.”

(IK ITS OUT OF SEASON IDC)

🐻

BearHybrid!Price who drags you off to bed the moment the festivities are over. The bear decides it’s time to hibernate and he drags you off with him, muttering about how you smelled like too many other people. You had been stressed with the holidays, and of course he noticed. You needed to rest.

He proceeds to shut all the curtains so it was nice and dark, turns up the heaters to repel the freezing outside temperatures. Price places you into bed, and switches off the lights. He climbs in with you and immediately pushes his face into your neck and falls dead asleep, leaving you with your hairy husband who is snoring softly. You try not to giggle and wake him up. 

🐱

CatHybrid!Soap who insists on getting only the shiniest of Christmas ornaments - He swears he won’t break any this time - and comes up to you in the middle of the store with a sparkling ornament cupped in his hands and that big, doe-eyes look you can’t resist.

Your tree is already full of metallic and glittery decorations, but this man is not giving up. He’s insisting that you can get another tree (Where would you put it in your tiny apartment?) because this ornament is absolutely perfect. It would be more special if he didn’t say that for every single ornament he found. 

Regardless, you purchase said ornament, under the condition he clears out the pine needles from the living room. 

He knocks over the tree. 

Of course he does.

🐶

DogHybrid!Ghost who can’t hide his tail wagging when he unwraps his gift from you. A lovely and large bone, and a new squeaky toy. At first, he rolls his eyes at your teasing, ignoring the bone being dangled in his face.

But one squeak from the squeaky toy has him absolutely scrambling towards the toy, which you quickly toss away, in fear of being crushed by your giant puppy partner.

He turns to you, his tail going a mile a minute while his eyes stare up at you, dropping the toy at your feet.

He makes a small woof, and head butts your legs when you giggle at him.

“Throw the toy, love..”

He murmurs in his deep accented voice from where he kneels at your feet, flushed as a tomato.

You can’t help but pet him, as he lets out an embarrassed whine.

🦅

Bald EagleHybrid!Gaz who finds it much too cold. The poor bird is shivering constantly, wrapped up in a blanket and cuddling a hot water bottle. You can’t help but coo, as he makes a small chirp, snuggling into your shared bed. His kind normally migrated in winter, returning to breeding grounds. He wanted to fly so very much, but it was so cold you had to sit him in front of the fireplace for 3 hours before he stopped looking so blue. 

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox of the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you!

-Xander (also @strayofthe141)

Suddenly I feel an urge to spread this virus.. 5 things that make me happy:

Art

Minecraft/Roblox

My little brother

Talking to my friends

Writing :D

Ghoap but Reader is Johnny’s older sister and is super protective of her little brother.

(NOT PROOFREAD)

Always checks Johnny meticulously for signs he’s not happy in his relationship 

Constantly tells Johnny she can have a word with Simon if he needs her to, which he replies with a firm no

Is warily around Simon when the couple comes to visit especially when she first meets him

Simon is polite and tries to make Reader a cuppa, to which she declines

Awkward small talk when Johnny goes to the toilet 

Eg. “How’s the family? “Dead.”

You don’t talk until Johnny comes back and they make a swift departure from your home afterwards

Gets better at Christmas, around the family and that. 

Unfortunately on either side of your annoyingly nosy uncle, relentless questioning Simon, who of course is very uncomfortable 

Johnny is of course in deep conversation with his younger nephew about disarming bombs.

Literally why Johnny.

You tap your uncle lightly, asking if he’s staying over Christmas 

Simon gives you a grateful but awkward smile, and turns to listen to Johnny’s conversation 

Swiftly reminds him nephew is 7

It gets better after that. Better conversations, and you start to see how much they really love each other

Part 6!! (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 Part 5) TW: A lil suggestive :P He’s everywhere. Taunting him. That charming grin. That sweet smell. It was like he was infecting Ghost’s brain. He didn’t really pay much attention to the sparring match. Somehow, he had ended up pinned under Johnny, the cat’s tail curling around to poke him in the face. “Got ya there, didn’t I L.T?” The scot purrs, shit eating grin on his face. Once again, Ghost was off. He never lost spars. It’s possible that Johnny was better, but Ghost felt he could easily over power the kitty cat. “Naw, I let you win.” He responds, lips twitching up into a smirk. His tail wags under him Soap’s scent wasn’t as overwhelming as it was in the first few days, him getting used it.

It was pleasant now. Made him want to hang around the scot more.

Johnny rolls off him, with exactly the agility you would expect from a cat. He runs a hand through his mohawk, over his ears (Ghost felt his pants tighten) and smiles at Ghost.

“Breakfast, L.T?”

He asks, holding a hand out to Ghost, who takes it. He stands with him, and nods.

They head to the showers, Ghost slightly behind a talkative Johnny, who was on about how one time he gave his fish a fish finger, and it vomited and died.

“Why in hell would you do that?”

Ghosty asks, incredulously.

“Aye, ya know, as a wee lad, I thought fish could have fish fingers too, ya know because their called fish fingers.”

“Fucking idiot.”

Ghost mutters, a smile under his mask.

Once showered (Ghost wasn’t staring at his ass the whole time he swears) and dressed, they head to the mess hall.

They had gotten up early to spar, and planned it so once finished they could have breakfast with everyone else. 

Ghost plops down at a table with his food, Johnny sitting beside him.

The cat eyes the breakfast with interest.

“Eggs and bacon?”

He asks skeptically, poking the egg lightly with his fork like he didn’t trust it.

Ghost raises an eyebrow.

“Uh.. yeah? Don’t have that in Scotland?”

Johnny rolls his eyes.

“‘Course we do. Never had it at base before.”

“It’s good.”

Ghost offers, taking a bite of his own bacon and swallowing it.

“They make something decent every once in a while.”

“Only decent thing they made in Scotland at my old base was the haggis we had for someone’s birthday. Aye, that was the best.”

Ghost swallows his gag, nodding politely.

“Oh, that sounds nice.. never had haggis.”

“Oh, a missed opportunity L.T. I’ll take ya to Scotland one day to have it.”

While the idea of a trip with Johnny didn’t sound terrible - it sounded quite nice, actually - the idea of having to try haggis was.

Ghost thought of himself as having a strong stomach, but that was a stretch too far.

“I think I’ll stick to a cuppa.”