I should probably actually talk about The baby Graves antics reboot huh?
It's gonna loosely follow the OG series, but take place in a littles are known/classifications au! Kyle, Simon and Johnny are all also regressors/flips? The main focus is Graves being a little and his bonds with them and Price though.
I'm currently halfway through writing the first part of the series however I'm not rushing it, I write better when I take it slow and take time to correct what I leave sitting for a bit.
The reboot is to improve the concept of what I had before but add parts I'd been wishing I had thought about/headcannoned at the time of the OG first fic in the series really.
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I'm starting to think that it's just tradition for The baby Graves antics first part in the series, to take 6 months to write, since it's happening with the reboot series first part too.
Fun little fact, the original series first part was posted in early June of 23, but I'd been writing it since November or December of 22.
The reboot seems to be following the 6 month Ao3 curse & procrastination pattern lmao-
(A quick story as im tired but really wanted to get a beach story out. No warnings for this one. Riley (the dog) is in this.)
Price was taking his boys up to the beach today. It was one of their rare days off. He had the cooler packed the night before, filled with cold water, juices, and a beer for himself. There was a bag with sandwiches and snacks. The boys were incredibly excited for today. Johnny decided to wake everyone up early so they could leave as soon as possible.
As soon as Price had everyone dressed in their swimsuits, he loaded the cooler and the bag in the car. He put Simon in the middle (for support), Kyle on the left, and Johnny on the right. Riley sat buckled in the front seat. They took off, heading towards the beach.
It was around noon when Price parked. Johnny struggled to unbuckle himself, whining when Papa didn't immediately help him out of the car. Price clicked his tongue.
"Patience Johnny. We have to find a spot and put sunscreen on before you can go play." Price let Kyle out of the car first before letting out Riley. Finally Johnny was released, jumping up and running around the car while Papa helped Simon out. Kyle took Johnny's hand to prevent the kid from running off.
"I have him, Papa. Can we go find a spot?" Kyle asked, looking at Price getting everything out of the trunk with a baby on his hip.
"Thank you, bud. Take Riley with you. Don't go too far!" Price had to yell the last part as the boys and dog took off. With his hands full, Price took off. Slowly walking behind the boys, waiting until they picked a spot they deemed perfect.
Eventually the boys stood in place, Riley laying down. Price walked over and set everything up. He quickly, but thoroughly rubbed sunscreen on the two older boys before letting them run down to the water. Price set a towel down on the sand and set the bag, cooler, and Simon on it. Simon was running his hands through Riley's fur, not that interested in the water. Price rubbed sunscreen over his babies skin and sat down.
Suddenly, Johnny came running up. "Papa! Papa! Look what we found!" Johnny shoved a shell into Price's hand.
"This is cool, buddy. Did you get it from the water?" Johnny nodded excitedly before taking off again. Price set the shell down on the towel for safe keeping.
About an hour later, Price called his boys up to eat lunch. They sat together as Johnny and Gaz excitedly told Price about what they saw in the water. After lunch, the boys decided to build a sand castle. They built a 4 tower castle with a moat while Simon dozed off. Price chatted with the occasional caregivers. Hours had passed before Johnny and Kyle's movements started to slow. Price smiled as he knew his boys would sleep well tonight.
(Impure regression, illegal drug usage, mentions of child abuse, negative side effects of medications, lots of tears) 1,148 words. Ghost runs out of suppressants after a long mission and drops. Pt 1.
Task force 141 stepped onto the Heli. It had been a month-long mission, and due to an unexpected snowstorm, evac wasn't able to come until a week after. Everyone was tired, longing to get home. The heli took off soon after everyone was buckled.
Ghost's breathing picked up as Soap laid his head on his shoulder. He was feeling really fuzzy, something he hadn't felt since Roba. His Little suppressants had run out a couple days ago, so he was feeling the tug more and more. Ghost rubbed his fingers together as he sucked on his bottom lip. He was aching for something but he couldn't figure out what. This all felt so unfamiliar. Maybe if he ignored it, it would go away.
Soap peeked his head up, instantly noticing the lieutenant's odd mood. Normally he would be cracking jokes or engaging in conversation by now. But he seemed so.. distant.
“You solid, LT?” Soap asked, but Ghost didn't respond. He didn't even acknowledge that he had heard. Soap looked at Price, a questioning look on his face. “What's up with Ghost? I've never seen ‘im act like this.”
Price sighed, taking in Ghost's appearance. The distant eyes, twitchy hands rubbing each other. He would think Ghost is in a flashback if it weren't for the soft movement under his mask. A movement akin to a little one sucking on their lip for comfort.
“Looks like we might have a drop on our hands soon.”
Gaz stated at the captain, mouth agape. “You really think Ghost is a little, sir?”
“Can feel it. Caregiver instincts.”
Ghost sniffled, his eyes getting teary. He wanted his mum and Tommy. He wanted cuddles and to see them again. He wanted his mum to take away the nausea and dizziness. He needed her to make it better. A soft whimper escaped from him as a few stray tears left. Maybe he could ask Price? No. What was he thinking. He was acting like a stupid baby. He's a 32 year old man. Not some dumb baby who needs taking care of. He doesn't deserve it anyways.
Ghost was ripped from his thoughts as he felt gentle hands unbuckling his seat belt. He looked up to find Price staring at him with such kind eyes.
“C'mon lad, we're back on base,” Price said, extending a hand for Ghost to take. Kyle and Johnny were already on the ground, waiting for them. So Ghost took Price's hand and let himself be led down the halls to their barracks. He wobbled on unsteady legs, not unlike a fawn learning to walk.
Ghost was too deep in his thoughts to really process what happened next. He slipped on one of Johnny's toy cars, landing him square on his butt. He paused for a second, before his face scrunched up and he let out a huge wail. That was so scary! One hand shot up, slipping under his mask and into his mouth, instinctively trying to mute his cries. Suddenly, he felt someone grab him from behind and start moving him. He tried to push away until he realized they were rocking him. This felt nice. He could also feel the vibrations of the other person's chest. That felt even better. Maybe he could allow this. Just until he calmed down.
Price was on the floor the second the first cry left the little's mouth. He carefully gathered the boy into his lap and started rocking them back and forth.
“I need you two to go in his room and grab any gear he has.” Gaz and Soap nodded before taking off. Price whispered comforting phrases to his little one, just rocking the two back and forth. He had known Ghost was a little for several years now, but he always assumed the man regressed old enough to take care of himself. Boy, was he wrong. Simon still let out heart wrenching cries, slightly muffled by the fingers in his mouth. Price looked up as he heard footsteps. His boys were empty-handed.
“We couldn't find anything, Cap. Well, anything except for this.” Gaz held up a pill bottle, making sure the label was readable. Price immediately recognized the brand. It was banned in most places for being a Little suppressant, making the user fairly sick if they took it consistently. And it was prescribed by… a medic that General Shepherd constantly recommended. He was going to need to talk to Laswell about this. But for now, a baby needs taking care of.
“Go to Medic and tell them I need a pacifier, 2 XL nappies, and a bottle. See if they have any stuffed animals Simon might like.” And with that, Soap and Gaz were off again, needing to make themselves useful. Price sighed and looked at his baby. He gently pulled the skull mask off and studied the younger's face. Simon's black eye paint was a mess, running in streaks down his cheeks and neck. He'd definitely need a warm bath before being put down for a nap. Evac had come early that morning so it was only around noon now.
Simon stared up at Price. Big doe eyes full of slowly shedding tears. Price was holding him just like his mum used to. Rocking him back and forth in an effort to keep him quiet so his dad didn't hear. His mum was the whole reason he got those pills in the first place. But these were too big thoughts for such a little baby right now. Simon leaned his head against Price's chest as he let the older man care for him. Like mum. His new mama. Simon reached his free hand up to grasp at Price's beard. It felt prickly to touch, but not bad.
Price looked down at his baby lovingly. How someone could hurt this boy was beyond him. Price wiped the tears from Simon's face, smudging the eye paint further. It would be a pain to wipe that off. John looked up as the footsteps returned. Kyle was holding a Little basics kit while Johnny was hiding something behind his back. Price eyed the boy, but Johnny just smiled cheekily.
“Si, look what I got ya!” Simon turned his head towards Johnny. His cries had calmed down at this point, the occasional hiccup getting pulled from him. Kyle came forward and carefully pulled the fingers from his mouth, replacing them with a new white pacifier. Johnny smiled at the cute boy in front of him. He stepped forward and pulled the thing from behind his back. A fluffy black cat plush. “I found this for ya!” Johnny carefully set the plush in Simon's lap.
Simon dug his fingers into the fur, giggling at the feeling. It was tickling his fingers. He spread his fingers across the fur before hugging the cat to his chest. Bubba gave him a great gift.
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(Trans Ghost, swearing, mentions of blood, menstruation, cramping. Ghost starts his period, mama helps.
Also uploaded on AO3. 951 words)
Price had noticed Ghost was acting strange all day. He was harsher with the new recruits, barking out orders left and right, and a general pain in the arse.
They were all sitting in the canteen at the moment, dinner having just started. Their duties for the day were almost over, but Price would still need to deal with Ghost's attitude. Speaking of which. Soap let out a loud yelp as Ghost kicked him hard. Not the best way to get Soap to stop.
“Ghost!” Price barked. “My office, now.”
Ghost huffed as he got up, throwing away his dinner before following Price, stomping the entire way. Ghost had admittedly been feeling fuzzy all day. His period had started early that morning, the cramps starting to become unbearable. But he pushed through. He was military for fucks sake. He could handle a bit of pain. But the way mama was looking at him. He was upset with him. His bottom lip trembled as his eyes filled with tears.
“Oh dove.. c’mere” Price opened his arms. He really wasn't surprised Ghost dropped. It had been about a week since his last drop. But Ghost shook his head.
“Bad. No mama.” The tears were flowing freely by now. Price sighed and got up from his chair.
“Can you tell mama why you were bad? Mama might be able to help, dove.” Price rubbed his babies back as the boy in front of him curled in on himself. Simon grabbed one of Price's hands and guided it towards his lower belly.
“Huwts mama.. icky” Simon was slowly dropping smaller and smaller.
Price cooed at his baby. “Let's get you taken care of then.”
Price led Ghost down to the 141's private barracks. The common room was full of kids toys, Kyle and Johnny already sitting on the couch. Their paperwork was already finished for the day, so they dropped as soon as they could. Ghost felt his hand being tugged softly as Price tried to continue leading him. The two ended up in mama's bedroom. Price picked up Simon and plopped him on the changing table in the corner. Typically Price would at least attempt to give his boy a bath before settling him in for bed, but seeing as there were already tears today, he didn't want to risk it.
Simon reached out to grab onto mama as he attempted to turn around. “Mama stay”, his eyes filling with tears again.
“Mama has to go get your stuff, dove. I'll be right back.” But Simon just shook his head. Price frowned. Might be a bit harder than normal.
Price let out a small grunt as he picked Simon up. While caregivers were typically stronger, it was still a bit difficult to carry around a 200+ pound man like a baby. He walked over to the dresser and carefully pulled out a sweats set, handing it off to Simon to hold. Simon tightened his already tight grip as he pulled off one hand to hold his clothes. As soon as the clothes were in his hand, a pacifier was pushed against his lips. So he latched on. Price carried him back to the changing table as everything else he needed was already there. Price set his baby down and quickly undressed him, wiping down his body with a wet wipe to substitute a bath. He made sure to give careful attention to his thighs and parts as he wiped the blood off. Soon after, he taped up the nighttime nappy. Simon reached a hand out and whined, a sign he wanted cuddles now. So Price quickly dressed his baby in the sweats set and picked him up.
Price walked the two out to the common area, setting Simon down between Kyle and Johnny. Kyle immediately cuddled into the baby so Price started walking to the kitchen area. Johnny huffed and followed after papa. Price really hadn't seen Simon each much of his dinner earlier, so he set about making a bottle and a hot water bottle for his belly. As the bottles were in the microwave, Johnny tugged on his pants.
“But papa! He kicked me!” Johnny whined out. Price leaned down to be eye level.
“I know he did. And it wasn't right. I'll talk to him about it later, but right now, he needs his Bubba.” Johnny seemed to consider this as Price stood back up to take the bottles out.
“Really? I help then!” Johnny's face broke out into a smile.
“Good lad. Let's go give him some cuddles then,” Price took Johnny's hand and led them back to the couch. Simon had tears streaming down his face as Kyle rubbed his back. Looks like his cramps had hit full force. Simon reached up for Price.
“Mama!” He cried out.
Price carefully picked Simon up and set him on his lap. Kyle sitting on one side of them and Johnny on the other. The two boys each grabbed one of Simon's hands. Price held the hot water bottle against Simon's pelvis and wrapped a blanket around him.
“I know, dove, this should help though. Mama made you a bottle if you want it?” Simon nodded and laid his head against mama's shoulder. He may be in pain, but mama knew how to make it better. Price fed the bottle to Simon as Kyle turned on a Disney movie for them all to watch. Simon relaxed against Price as his eyes grew heavy, squeezing Kyle and Johnny's hands every time the pain picked back up. Johnny and Kyle would squeeze back as Price would slowly rub his belly. Eventually, he was able to fall asleep, surrounded by people who care for him.
Quick question (sorry if this is weird). I was wondering if I could take some inspiration from your COD agere posts? I'm working on starting my own oneshots and just love the dynamics you have created. It gave me a strong urge to write about a cute baby Simon Riley getting comforted. I just wanted to make sure it was okay if I took inspiration from things such as the agere ages or Price being called mama. Love your work ♡
Thank you so so much !!!! You are more than welcome to <3 go for it, i look forward to seeing it around 👀👀
