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Price x Reader. Age gap. Divorced Price. Older BF Price. Vaguely smutty. Follow-up to this.

Price realizes you’ve never had a reliable man in your life exactly the second time he discovers you looking up DIY home maintenance for very simple projects.

It missed him the first time because he was deployed. You’d mentioned offhand how you were figuring out how to rebalance a ceiling fan, and he’d just automatically assumed that you were doing it yourself because he wasn’t there, so he simply praised you for your resourcefulness and lived for the next three weeks off of the way you’d absolutely glowed at his words.

But then he gets home, and one evening on the couch he catches you googling “how to fix a leaky sink.”

“What’s that?” he asks you, tamping down on the sudden feeling of masculine inadequacy that reared up almost immediately at the discovery.

“Faucet handle’s leaking all over my counter when I turn it on,” you say, not looking up from your phone. “Landlord’s out of town and can’t fix it.”

“I’m in town, ain’t I?”

You look up at him then, brows raised. You hadn’t even considered asking him, then.

“Oh—I didn’t want to bother you, John, you only just got back, and you’re tired…”

You trail off at the droll expression on his face.

Price has learned a lot of lessons from his previous marriage. The foundational one: just because he hasn’t been asked to help doesn’t mean he is believed to be unreliable. Adding that lesson to his knowledge base about you—young, modern, independent—calculates out an obvious answer that curtails any sour mood that might have sprouted up over the issue.

He puts his hand over your phone screen and lowers it down to your lap. “I’m fixin’ the sink,” he says simply.

He enjoys the way your eyes dilate at the assertion.

The next day, he shows up at your flat wearing old work clothes and carrying his heavy toolbox in his hand.

(You don’t live together yet—something he’s keen to rectify—but he has a toothbrush in your bathroom and permanent space in your bedroom drawers. He can be content for now.)

And you—you answer the door in the filmiest of sundresses, the ribbon tie on one shoulder hanging at a loose angle.

“Heard you need some plumbing done,” he says in the gruffest of voices, already understanding the game.

“Oh, thank goodness you’re here,” you say, barely able to hide your giggle, “I’ve been so worried.”

He steps in close to you, close enough to feel the heat of your body radiating off of your bare skin. He has half a mind to put the charade aside and lift your skirt here and now, but another lesson helpfully springs to mind: anticipation of the act makes the finale all the sweeter.

“I’ll show you to the kitchen,” you murmur, looking up at him with warm, dreamy eyes.

When he gets under the sink, he finds the problem easy enough to fix—the cold water supply line simple isn’t screwed in tight enough, and when he wiggles the whole contraption by the valves he finds that nothing has been tightened up to standard. A couple of years knocking the thing around had probably loosened up the locknut.

He elects to fix the whole problem in one go, while in the meantime you stand off to the side, watching him. He feels your eyes on his legs, trailing up to the hair on his belly exposed by his shirt riding up.

“Sir, I’m sorry, I should’ve said before,” you simper, “but I’m not really sure how I’m gonna pay for this.”

His cock jumps in his jeans, and he feels your gaze move to it as if it’s a physical touch.

He levers himself out a little and meets your eyes, keeping a stern expression on his face.

“I’m sure you’re gonna figure it out,” he says. Looking down at his groin and then back up at your face might be a touch unsubtle, but clear communication had been the most important lesson of all.

He slides himself back under, and pretends he doesn’t feel you approach, or lower to your knees between his spread legs. He ignores your gentle hands falling on the closure of his jeans, the pop of the button coming undone, the parting of the zipper as you pull it down.

“Of course, sir,” you say, “I’m sure I will.”

The softness of your hand meets his growing erection, caressing the head of his cock with your thumb—followed very close behind by the wet, liquid heat of your mouth.

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Giving my personal faves for each bc this is j 2 yummy...

Simons eyes r definitely a cult classic for obvious reasons but also his nose!!! I personally cant invision ghost w a slit lip bc in my mind he absolutely has a crooked roman nose! Smthing about soulful brown eyes and a wiggly nose is just so carnal it makes me wanna bark.

For Kyle its gotta be his hands or nape, hes just so buttery that my fingers loose their ridges. Like you cannot tell me that when he tilts his head down and hits you with those big doey puppy eyes you dont wanna just start smoothing down his neck like hes a docile swan. Literally built like a ballerina and it makes me sick.

Keeping the momentum going we have Soap. Hes harder to pin a certain feature for since hes so well rounded but id probably settle for his back, specifically his lats. Hes got a slutty waist to begin with but with all those muscles and its like hes a bird about to fly!! Whether hes bending over to tie his laces or streching in the morning his dense and curvy figure makes you do a double take.

Price is a little itchy bc his thighs and happy trail make it hard to keep an eye on the prize but when we get down to business his face is the real winner. The way he scrunches his face up like a beave is weirdly primal and it hits all my daddy issues. No further comments needed.

Now from this point onward we have my faves. Starting at Nikto its gotta be his ears. I read nikto as a guy butchered from the toes up so obviously his ears are gonna be sliced and diced like hell. Hes gotta have at least one gash missing from his cartilage traveling to his lobe, like you cannot tell me a man who claps ur ears like a toddler doesnt have mangled ears himself (if any at all tbh)

Now for Krueger its gonna be those cheekbones no debate. He like Gaz in his oddly lean and model like stature but where they deviate is at the lats and cheekbones. Hes got roofing on his face and its so sexy like his military comb over starts slipping over his face and we r cookeddddd. No questions.

Last butterball is König, his thighs are it sorry yall! His height is the magnet but those thighs keep us home. Like you look at that beef cake up and down and all you get is legs for days and i aint mad. Hes got a nice dirty blonde dusting but you can still clearly see those muscles flex, that man in booty shorts is nothing but sustenance and i am starveddd.

No more comments just tears down my legs!🫶🫶

weird question, but for anyone you write for, what's your fave physical feature of theirs to write about? Or a fave hc for appearance? Since there's a couple (>.> mr. riley ) that give us nothing to go off of. Off the top of my head i really really like Nikto's eyes, Soap's lil pouty/ angry face he makes, Simon's biggness (and his big brown eyes), Gaz's body (he looks like a model and i just wanna stare at him all day), Price's voice and i hc König as having a roman nose :3

Oh I absolutely have some opinions on this.

For Ghost it's definitely his scars. Personally I think he has one cutting through his lips, perhaps even adding an extra opening you can see his teeth through. The sort of absolutely striking feature that stops you dead on the street and forces you to take in the whole man, but somehow doesn't take away from the rest of his attractive features. Either that OR I love writing about his eyes. They're the one part of Ghost that we reliably see and they feel incredibly expressive to me, so I love writing about them.

Similarly I live for Gaz's beautiful brown eyes. They're just so soulful and he truly wears his heart on his sleeve with the way they sparkle. You can't tell me that man doesn't know how to work his puppy dog eyes to get what he wants. Also his lips. His mouth in general. The way he speaks, the way he shapes vowels, is just absolutely captivating. He feels so deliberate with the way he speaks and it's so striking the way he's able to emote with just a flash of those eyes and a quirk of his mouth. I could go on.

For Soap I'm going to take a slightly different approach and say that his brows are so strong they're hard to ignore. His eyes get a nice shadow from his brow bones and it makes the blues look more intense. Also I love how the animators have no clue how done his brows should be so he just swings wildly between chunky bushy brows and perfe try sculpted brows. It is my unspoken yet favorite headcanon that Soap gets his brows threaded.

Price... hm. Price is a little hard because his more recognizable trait is his beard, but I would know him by that tight lip crinkle eyed smile alone. The man really has distinctive facial expressions. The smile would give him away immediately if he were trying to do anything covert. I love writing about his smile because it feels so him. It's incredibly guarded and a little patronizing, like he doesn't want to smile but he's stooping to your level to do it. Idk I love it.

For Nikto, yeah it's his eyes. Same reasons as with Ghost, I think there's just so much clarity of emotion in them that it's hard to say they aren't the most fun part to write. I live for men that can only express through the dilation of their pupils. Go girl give us nothing.

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Holy shit i just met matpat and Stephanie at work????

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Gaz loving hours n4!

Laswell - words of affirmation

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which part of him that you like the most?

The helplessness

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Tw cringe ass letter from jinxes perspective.

How have you been? Do you miss me like ive missed you? Steel curls and ash in webbing, heart full of salt. Silence in my loudest nightmares, begging for a voice? Or have you forgotten? Me? Vander? Her... Do you wish things were different ? like i do? Or do you move forward, always leaving us behind. Really its not as bad as you make it seem. Whether were stuck together or not youre always with me. I know you dont feel the s It's really pathetic, were just like our father's. Really in the end everything ended up how you thought, how you told me.

-pJinx

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WHAT DO YOU MEAN ISHA

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Unfortunately on demon time

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Imagine being Soaps!Roommate.

Going out early in the morning to catch post-halloween sales but, coming home with a Christmas tree. Sharing socks and sitting on counter tops. Holding hands in a haunted houses and getting climbed like a tree.

Getting wasted and watching him drool all over freshly washed bed sheets, making up for it in kisses and scrambled eggs. Sharing jokes about the teams sleeping habits while setting up the tree and praying he keeps a secret for once during the new years celebration everyones gathered for.

Spoilers ahead

Becoming the first person he wants to see in the morning, and the last he wants to see when the hospital monitors go cold. Doing all you can to stay strong and support his family while sorting out his will and belongings. Getting left salt stricken as you go collect the post and finding a letter in the mail box lumpy and cold.

Soaps!Ex-Roomate who left not even a widow but still with his ring.

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Clutching my pearls waiting for friday

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Clutching my pearls waiting for friday

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The spectrum in me deeply craves frozen lemon jello....

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About me..♡

Hi!!! I'm Vanity, aka Val or Vani. My pronouns are she/they, im autistic (self diagnosed), 19, afab and in multiple fandoms! Ive interacted with tumblr before but im not rlly immersed in the culture liek dat (aside from boops >u<) so if im doing smthing thats frowned upon or if im outta the loop please lmk!!

I rotate thru fixations but currently im hooked on:

COD bbgs

Arcane

Mouthwashing

If you share any of these interests plz moot me up TT

Also tw I'm currently in a hostile home environment, that will reflect in my posts and rambles, i do want to get out, but im doing my best given the circumstances. I cant give specific triggers for future posts or vents here but if you think interacting will harm your mental please block me, ty!

Dni

Bigots, facist apologists, cat haters (lol), dark media antis (fiction impacts reality but my reality is that im mental ill and therapistless cries), minors (soz but im horny on main lmao), irls, ddlg or any variant of that, zoophiles, maps, and Caitlin apologists (fuck dat hoe)

Engage at your discretion!!!

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Thinking about.....

Simon riley, not ghost, never ghost with you. Riley who lets you color in his tattoos, watching with amusement when you rehydrate old purple markers with saliva just to dry them out again against his chapped and weathered arms. The same gruff old man who complains about his tinnitus and creaking bones running about and fretting over grocery prices with you. Simon who scorns you for trying to get him to indulge in your most recent attempt at crochet, only to end up skillfully looping balls of yarn into cat scarves to sooth the bitter lump in your mind after one to many single row attempts. Your silly riley who jump starts you mornings with cold toes on warm skin burning you with sensation but soothing your mind with affection.

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Why do people have kids if they wont love them.

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don't forget to boop today!

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