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John Price who does whatever his wife wants 🫡🫡 MA’AM YES MA’AM!!

I think he’s a lover for real and is a sucker for his wife like whatever she wants he will do or he will get. Calls her “The Missus” and “The Wife” but will never call you “the ball and chain” and frowns at people who call their wives that

He’s all “my wife this” and “my wife that” blah blah blah I love my wife yes my wife

And when you come home with a dog at 2AM drunk as fuck sobbing over it because you found it on the street and it’s so cute and little and you’re like “pleaseeeee please baby it’s so cute I know you said no pets, but pleaseeee!” he’s like oh my fucking god, fine. Yes you can have the dog

And he’s the type to say I don’t want the dog, it’s yours not mine, but then you come home after work and he’s training it how to protect you, and also he says no dogs in the bed and then he will cuddle the dog to sleep while you have to big spoon him

I love this man I wanna be his wife

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Always happy to see this post again

when she says she doesn’t send nudes

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The Nanami to Price pipeline strikes again

source: pinterest

Oh boy. I thought I was just a Kento Nanami girl but…I’ve spent the last few days falling down the Call of Duty rabbit hole because of a random reblog somewhere in my tumblr feed. Ghost, Soap, Gaz, okay, sure I can see why the COD fandom loves—

*cue record scratching sound effect*

Captain. John. Price. 

Oh boy. Annndddd….my mind and ovaries are melting simultaneously at the same time.

Great. I've just developed another obsession with a fictional character 🤣

*gnaws at phone screen as my mind is bombarded with John Price story ideas…and how can that someday meet up with the Jujutsu Kaisen universe?*

*stares at my Nanami WIP drafts…ok girl time to get these finished and posted so I can start brainstorming....cracks knuckles in front of the laptop*...

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Pedo problem in the COD fandom - Mini Rant.

TW: Opinion. Pedophilia mentioned. Cursing. Offensive. 18+.

Entering my Wendy Williams Era and saying what I want because I want to. I already know everyone is gonna jump me (again), but do you think I care? I say my truth and say what everyone thinking.

Hey, I have a question... what's up with people making COD characters borderline pedophiles??

I mean, 18 years old is legal, but let's be honest, any man in his 30s and older who would date an 18 year old is... you know - someone who would go younger if it was legal. (Anyone who argues with this fact, you're either underage or sus af).

I feel so icky when I scroll in a tag and see all these FF's titled "Ghost x innocent!Reader," or "older!BF Price x Younger!GF Reader," or "Step-dad!König x stepdaughter!reader." Like r u fr?

The fact that there is so many of them is disturbing.

Look, I'm no prude. I like kinky sex and all that freaky stuff, and I don't mind age gap relationships, but the way you guys write makes it clear that you like the aspect of the taboo-ness of "that" type of relationship, if you could even call it that.

I get so disgusted by the way you freaks write my favorite characters. How dare you make Simon (a beautiful, loving man) or Price (who, let's be honest, never touch an 18 year old) into some gross pervert.

Don't get me wrong, I like perverts, but not creep perverts.

Pedophilia or hints of it will never be tolerated. And should never.

Also, most of this fandom is made up of bad smut and even worse dialogue in smut. Seriously, I cringe. What the hell.

We need more 30+ year olds in this fandom writing because I can't take the unrealistic, bad fanfiction running around.

And of I hear "doe eyes" one more time, I sweat to God, Bitch...

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My first post so please be nice?

Imagine price coming home from a long, tiring mission. It took way longer than expected with multiple hiccups so he had to improvise most of it. The only thing he could think about was you. Coming home to his little wife.

He’d be quiet as he stepped through the door (it was 3 am) not wanting to wake you. He knew you had to continue life as he was on the frontlines. He knew you’d have work in a few hours so it’s best to let you sleep.

He’d quietly discard his things where they belong and head to shower and change into comfy clothes. Freshly cleaned and clothed, he’d walk in to the room to see you splayed out on the bed, his pillow trapped in your arms.

A smile would tug at his lips as he sees you also wearing his shirt that fit you much like a dress. He would go and lay next to you carefully and gently caress your cheek as you slept, his heart thrumming at having you so close again.

He would stay there, taking in your features before he’d give into his urge and finally pull you into his arms. He’d sigh in relief as if it was his life line. A drink of water in an endless desert.

You were his lifeline and he was connected again.

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Toshinko is a great ship because Izuku has been praying for it since he was five years old

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Coming from your last post

what kind of a man do you take graves to be? he's mostly assumed to be some flightly guy but i guess you see some 'sweetheart' in that man? do you think he could comfort/help someone lets say struggling emotionally, or would you see him incapable of affection/emotional support? could he be protective?

maybe a little headcanons about his sweet side, if you believe it exists? (felt that way about the kiss headcanons a bit eheh)

he's babygirl to me

I don't think he's flighty but he seems that way because he thinks internally first, "What makes sense to me?" and then acts according to that, his mind works this way because he is confident in his smart and logical background (not to say we are all prone to impulsiveness at times, some more than others)

And he's caring about others and it shows in his decisions, it's obvious he cares about those who work near him and around him, he's a pleasant person to be around and is overall perceived as nice on the surface

Now, when it comes to relationships; he is bold and won't hesitate to flirt when "testing the waters", once he has an established relationship, however, he is straightforward and focused on maintaining that relationship and be deeper and more intimately involved as long as you're on the same track with him

now that we're through with the nitty gritty of it, it's time for the fun stuff

Most people deal with his straightforward style and manner, but the act comes clean off the moment he arrives home

He wishes to give you everything a man could give and more

You're like his coffee in the morning, having you after the glowing sunrays wake him up little by little, you're his favorite plate of which he could enjoy from at any moment of the day and still not have enough of

He'll be sitting at the dining table eating something you've made for him, and whilst your back is to him, maybe washing dishes or something, he'll sneak up behind you, snake an arm around your waist and peppering kisses on your nape all the while begging for you to go to bed with him, he's tired and wants to rest next to you

And this man LOVES it when you cook for him, especially if you find out what his favorite food is and you made it for him???

Casual affection in public like his hand placement on your lower back when guiding you or walking next to you, kisses to the side of your head, reaching for your hand and flashing the diamond ring for everyone to see with a proud smile on his face

If it's your anniversary or some important date or maybe when he just feels like it he'll go over the top, he can go all out for surprises and gifts for you because he can :)

I'd say he's reasonably protective of you, he knows much you can handle and when you might need him to step in, he can't help but worry if you don't answer his calls after he's dialed your number like three times and you don't answer

And when he takes you on dates he adores it when you get all dressed up and nice looking for him, he'll call you beautiful constantly and wonder how he got so lucky

And sometimes it's not always a candlelit dinner, he's explored more rural parts and likes taking you on a 2-3 hour drive through his favorite parts of the countryside

Will pack some sleeping bags, pillows and blankets to set up and stay enveloped in your embrace, stargazing in your eyes, admiring the silver stars

He enjoys waking up to see that golden morning sun barely peeking above the horizon line, smell the smoke that has adhered to your clothing from last night's fire, holding you close to feel your heartbeat

Feeling as if he can now rest awhile, his mornings and nights used to be all the same until he met you

His creative ways of telling you he loves you is saying he'll love you until the sun falls from the sky, and Phillip never wants things to get in the way of him saying that

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hiii!! love ur writing so much it is a blessing on my dash every time <33

i was wondering if we could get some graves hcs where reader is a medic for shadow company and they perhaps play hard to get / oblivious at first to keep it profesh >:3c

teehee ofc !! ౨ৎ

Phillip Graves x Medic!Reader playing hard to get

You had noticed with a simple glance how this proud commander had become interested in you, at first you played along, nicely smiling in return to his banter

It soon became tiring, not that it was that hard to pretend to enjoy his company, because God did that smirk do something

If you paid attention, you would notice his sharp canines that looked like fangs show when he laughed

And you'd be lying if you said your own gaze didn't linger on his body when he had to come in for checkups

Yeah, he was a pleasant guy when you were on his good side but you knew you were something else to him when everything seemed to glint off underlying intentions

It became tiring because you wanted so badly to do something about the burning sensation that seemed to suddenly ignite when he was near, it made you feel hot all over and on edge

You were jumpy and tense, everything seem to matter so much, every interaction carefully examined to make sure you didn't give in too much

More than anything, you prioritized your job, it took so much to get here and you wouldn't want to throw it all away now, would you?

Still, you couldn't help but feel your heart jump excitedly when he would lean over the desk you had been reading at and give you that prince charming smile and eyes that could be the death of you, and so kindly ask if you'd go out to dinner with him

You bite down on your lower lip, pretending to mull it over and hum quietly as if unsure of whether he was worth it at all when you really wanted to jump at him

Your eyes would softly close to keep from showing the dreamy gaze in them, you could already picture the ideal date

You would feign disinterest just to see how his face would show surprise for a split of a second and then return to trying to persuade you, you loved seeing him get like this, maybe he wasn't used to not getting what he desired

And that delicate game of tugging you played, every little while you could tug gently at the rope and he'd pull back with as much strength as he could muster to make you fall for him

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Road trip! Reader is Passenger Princess (due to them giving their man a heart attack everytime they drive 😊)

i am Still Suffering on my road trip. god save me. i wrote this in my notes app while stuck in traffic for three hours. the formatting and spelling are in the hands of Our Merciful Lord (tumblr)

price

refuses to let anyone else drive unless he’s on the verge of passing out

(probably the only one you can trust to drive tbh)

does the dad thing where he’ll stick out his hand to get some of your snacks

hates stopping for any reason, wants to get to the destination as quickly as possible

when he does get forced to take a break, he’s very upset about it

backseat driver, stresses everyone out

(gaz is tempted to tape his mouth shut)

claims he “isn’t tired” and “can keep going” but is the first one to pass out when you stop at a hotel

gaz

passenger princess

if you try to get him to drive he’ll pretend to be sleepy

in charge of the music

(not because everyone likes his music but because he fought soap for the right)

hogs the phone charger

calls shotgun and will fistfight anyone he tries to take it from him

(he’ll let you have it if you want but he’ll be pouty about it)

ghost

another passenger princess (because no one trusts his driving)

the single time he’s allowed to drive, he nearly causes an accident ten minutes in

weakest bladder known to man

forces you to stop every hour

passes out after the first hour of driving

soap wakes him up when his snoring gets too loud and it causes another bout of smacking each other

takes photos of anything cool he spots on the road

(they all come out blurry but it’s the thought that counts)

soap

the only other one that price trusts to drive

decent driver, just has road rage at times

begs gaz to let him change the music (gaz always says no)

points out the scenery constantly

“look, there’s cows!”

collects souvenirs from every gas station you stop at

plays road trip games (i spy, slug bug/punch buggy/whatever you call it)

he and ghost get in trouble when it devolves into them just hitting each other

has a stash of snacks and drinks that he’ll share if you ask nicely

is awake and yapping the entire drive

(gaz actually does tape his mouth shut)

alejandro

the exact opposite of price

likes to take his time and relax

will somehow turn a 10 hour drive into 15 hours

wants to stop at every roadside attraction he sees

you have to keep reminding him that you have somewhere to be or he’ll get lost on a side quest

souvenir guy, buys magnets and keychains

has cds that he likes to listen to

very chill but you might get stressed if you’re on a deadline

is insistent on being the driver but gets traumatized when he runs over a squirrel

“ale, it wasn’t your fault. it was dark, you couldn’t see-“

“I’M A MURDERER”

rudy

probably the best person to plan a road trip with

isn’t a maniac like price but isn’t as laidback as alejandro

likes to listen to random radio stations as he drives

is really bad about speeding

regularly goes at least 15-20 over the speed limit but is lucky enough to never get pulled over

uses road trips as an excuse to only eat junk food then regrets it when his stomach starts hurting

needs a day or two to recover afterwards because his back hurts from sitting for so long

graves

scarily organized

has an itinerary and follows it to the letter

wouldn’t let you drive even if you begged

if he gets tired he’ll just get one of the shadows to take over

honestly, most of the trip consists of the shadows entertaining you with their antics while graves drives

one of them gets left behind at a gas station and you have to drive back half an hour to pick him up. graves is pissed

makarov

do NOT try to take this man on a road trip

if you mention it, he’ll have plane tickets booked before you can even blink

cannot handle long drives, the most he can manage is an hour before he starts getting annoyed

keegan

the most stressful but also the most entertaining

demands control of the music but plays the weirdest shit

not the best driver but not the worst

he won’t crash at least and he’ll only get pulled over a few times

says the most out of pocket shit to get a reaction from you

“how long do you think i can drive with my eyes closed?”

“KEEGAN NO-“

keegan has been banished to the passenger’s seat.

nikolai

another guy who is good at road trips

great driver, you can sleep the whole ride and he won’t gaf

it’s kind of terrifying. you’ll wake up from another nap to find him staring dead-eyed at the road as he drives

secretly shoplifts something from every place you stop at

doesn’t admit it until you accidentally find his stash hidden in one of the bags

“solnishko, you must understand. i need it.”

“you do not need a keychain of a frog with a cowboy hat, nik!”

nikolai is now wanted for theft in every US state (and several countries)

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FE warriors 3 hopes is undervalued, It gave us DANCER BYLETH 💃 (and I think it gets a pass solely for it, lol ok kidding but still undervalued, but that's another post)

The king won't admit he has a crush on the skillful mercenary, of course he doesn't know he's capable of such things. Fortunately, he has someone like Sylvain on his team 😊...

Love illustrated stories where you don't need words to know what's happening and it's free to interpretation 🫶

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When Chris Hackney dropped this gem, I knew I had to. On my honor as a shit poster knight And also I woke up too early today and decide it was good to spend that time doing this, now I am too sleepy.

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for my jeanpiku friends

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Safe Harbor

Pairing: John “Bravo-6” Price x reader

Warnings: fluffy has angst due to hard day at work and our boy is here to comfort his lovey

Authors Note: I hope you enjoy, I just realized how much I was slacking with our beloved Captain-

Word Count: 1.2k

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The keys jingled faintly in your hand as you unlocked the front door, the weight of the day clinging to you like an unwelcome shadow. Every step from the driveway to the house had felt like wading through mud, each breath harder to draw than the last. By the time you stepped inside, the cozy warmth of your shared home wrapped around you like a much-needed hug.

The house smelled of something savory and comforting. It wasn’t the sharp, artificial tang of takeout. No, this was something homemade, and the realization made the knot in your chest loosen ever so slightly. John. Of course, he’d cooked.

You dropped your bag onto the entryway bench with a soft thud, slipping off your shoes and letting your socks sink into the soft rug beneath your feet. The familiar creak of the wooden floor under your weight was oddly soothing.

"Love?" John's voice carried from the kitchen, deep and steady, with that telltale edge of concern.

"I'm home," you called back, though your voice felt quieter than usual.

John appeared in the doorway a moment later, drying his hands on a dish towel. He looked as he often did after a day off—relaxed but ever-ready, his jeans comfortably worn, his gray sweater slightly loose around his broad shoulders. His sharp blue eyes scanned your face, softening as they took you in.

"You look knackered," he said, stepping closer. "Come here."

Before you could answer, his arms wrapped around you, pulling you into his chest. The warmth of him, the solid, grounding presence, made you exhale a shuddering breath you hadn’t realized you were holding. You let your forehead rest against him, your fingers clutching the soft knit of his sweater.

"Rough one?" he murmured, his voice low and soothing against your ear.

You nodded, too drained to speak.

He pulled back just enough to tilt your chin up, his calloused fingers gentle as they brushed along your cheek. "Go sit down. Dinner’s almost ready."

"John, you didn’t have to—"

"Shh," he interrupted, his thumb brushing over your cheek in a gesture so tender it nearly unraveled you. "Course I did. Go on. Couch is calling your name."

You let him steer you toward the living room, where a soft blanket was draped across the arm of the couch, and the faint flicker of a candle added to the cozy atmosphere. You sank into the cushions, the tension in your muscles easing slightly as you closed your eyes.

You must have drifted for a moment because the next thing you knew, John was kneeling in front of you, holding a plate of steaming shepherd's pie. The buttery mashed potatoes and savory meat filling looked like a dream after the day you’d had.

"Eat," he said simply, handing you the plate along with a fork.

You took it with a small, grateful smile. "Thank you."

"Always," he replied, sitting beside you with his own plate.

The first bite melted in your mouth, the flavors so rich and comforting that it almost brought tears to your eyes. John had always been a surprisingly good cook, though you suspected it was more from sheer determination than natural talent. Early in your relationship, he’d confessed that his time in the military hadn’t exactly afforded him the luxury of learning. But once he realized how much you appreciated a home-cooked meal, he’d thrown himself into it with the same focus he applied to everything else.

"I don’t know how you do it," you said between bites, your voice still tinged with exhaustion.

"Do what?"

"This," you said, gesturing to your plate. "Taking care of me. Knowing exactly what I need."

He shrugged, a small smile playing at his lips. "You make it easy."

You shook your head, letting out a soft laugh. "I don’t think I do."

"Well, you’re wrong," he replied matter-of-factly.

The comfortable silence stretched between you as you ate, the weight of the day beginning to lift. Every now and then, John would glance over at you, as if to make sure you were really okay.

After dinner, John insisted on cleaning up despite your half-hearted protests. You watched him from the couch, the sight of him in the kitchen oddly soothing. There was something about the way he moved—efficient, steady, completely in control—that made you feel like everything was going to be alright.

When he returned, he carried two mugs of tea, setting one in front of you before sitting down and pulling you into his side. You curled into him, letting your head rest against his chest. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your ear was more comforting than anything you could imagine.

"Want to talk about it?" he asked, his fingers tracing gentle circles on your arm.

You hesitated, unsure of where to start. The stress of the day had been overwhelming, but putting it into words felt impossible.

"I don’t know," you admitted softly.

"That bad, huh?"

"Just... a lot," you said finally. "Work’s been non-stop. Everything feels like it’s piling up, and I can’t keep up. I just—" You broke off, your voice catching.

John pressed a kiss to the top of your head, his beard tickling your skin. "You’re doing more than enough, love. Don’t let anyone make you feel otherwise."

His words settled over you like a warm blanket, the sincerity in his voice wrapping around your frayed nerves.

"Do you ever feel like that?" you asked quietly. "Like it’s all just... too much?"

John was silent for a moment, his hand stilling on your arm. "More times than I care to admit," he said finally. "But you learn to carry it. Or to share the load when you’ve got someone you trust."

You tilted your head to look up at him, his expression thoughtful but calm. "You mean you," you said with a small smile. "Carrying my load for me."

He chuckled, the sound low and warm. "That’s what I’m here for."

The evening passed in a haze of quiet comfort. The two of you stayed curled up on the couch, the world outside fading into the background. John told you a story from his early days in the military, a rare glimpse into a part of his life he didn’t often share.

By the time the clock ticked closer to midnight, you were barely keeping your eyes open. John noticed immediately, pulling the blanket tighter around you and pressing another kiss to your forehead.

"Bed," he said firmly, standing and scooping you up before you could protest.

"John," you mumbled, your arms looping around his neck. "I can walk."

"Don’t need to," he replied, carrying you up the stairs with ease.

He set you down gently on the bed, pulling the covers over you before climbing in beside you. You turned to face him, your hand resting lightly on his chest.

"Thank you," you whispered.

He smiled, brushing a strand of hair from your face. "You don’t need to thank me, love. Just get some rest. I’ve got you."

As you drifted off to sleep, the last thing you heard was the steady rhythm of his breathing, a quiet promise that no matter how heavy the day, you’d always have him to come home to.

Hope you enjoyed! Please consider liking and reposting! -Midnight💜

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What if 👀 fire emblem three houses!AU

In this— I imagine you and all of the guys are graduates of Garreg Mach officer’s academy. They’ve all become knights of Seiros, while you, being a bearer of the crest of Seiros, are being groomed to take up a higher position of authority within the church. (Thinking of having Laswell as the archbishop. Wouldn’t that be funny?)

Gaz is noble born but decided to become a knight, leaving the care of his house to his sister. He started as a myrmidon and eventually became a swordmaster. He was something of a heartbreaker in his academy days, though you remained immune to his charms then and now. He bears a major crest of the elite. He’s more concerned with your safety now that you have an important position.

Soap is a commoner, and began as a brawler, now a war master. In his academy days, he cared much more for training than studying, and was constantly pestering you to spar with him. He tries to show more deference now because of your position in the church, even though you’ve said there’s no need. He bears no crest.

Ghost began as a mercenary and mage, and now is a mortal savant. He bears a minor, unknown crest. His allegiance is only really to individuals, rather than the church— namely you and Price. In his academy days he was know for being unapproachable, with not much having changed. He resents that you’ve been pulled further into the fold of the church without being given much choice, but is by your side in the matter regardless.

Price is a paladin, and is of an earlier graduating class, though his years and yours did overlap somewhat. He bears the minor crest of a saint. He’s loyal to a fault to the church, perhaps, and now you’re grouped in along with it.

Nikolai is from Price’a graduating class. He is a wyvern lord and has a knack for animal handling. In your academy days, he teased you relentlessly for being smaller and having no shortage of issues when it came to learning to bond with mounts. He gives you a smug sort of smile whenever he has to bow in your presence. He bears no crest.

König is a noble, bearing a major crest of the elite. His family expects him to withdraw from knighthood when he is needed to take command of his house, and he’s dreading that day. He was a cavalier and is now a great knight, with training as a bow knight. In your academy days, he was known for his complete lack of affinity for all types of magic, and for spending more time at the stables than in the presence of others. He had hoped to propose to you upon your graduation, but your being ascended into a church position has delayed that. He’s waiting for the right moment.

Horangi is a disinherited noble, as he does not bear a crest. He’s since found his way through many walks of life, and worked as a mercenary prior to becoming a knight. He is a trickster, having both an affinity with the blade and for healing magic. He is loyal to you still— where his employment as a knight began purely in self interest, he now holds some belief that you might actually better the world through your new position, where he finds other church officials do nothing more than uphold status quo.

Nikto is a dark knight. He grew up at the monastery, though he did have a stint outside of its walls traveling, he came back and was granted admission to the officers academy, partially due to his martial prowess and partially due to his bearing of a major saint’s crest. He has the greatest affinity with dark magic, and that combined with his unwavering use of a mask has made others distrust him. Despite this, he is grateful to the church for its support in his life, and sees no better path for himself than serving it for as long as it doesn’t inconvenience him. He dislikes many of the other knights and does not see them as truly loyal. As such, he is often keeping tabs on which ones are close to you and attempting to get closer.

@machveil heehee 💖

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something tender and domestic and needy with john.

something like him coming home, all bone-tired and angry, his body rigid and poised with tension, only to fold and falter at the sight of you asleep on the bed. so soft buried underneath the sheets, and john’s hit by this yawning in the pit of his stomach, so vitriolic it shakes him — he has never really gotten over the way you’re his now.

his to take care of. his to love. to spoil.

his to come home to.

john stalks forward quietly and settles close. he knows that you’ll get angry at him for sitting on the bed in his work clothes, but he can’t help it. he needs to feel you. to be with you. to be so close, the coldness of winter will burn off his skin.

he brushes his knuckles along your cheek, watching it dimple at the slightest pressure. how soft you are, years still ahead of you, but still, you chose him. you chose to be here in his home, in his reach, in the cusp of his palm.

you’re warm from your sleep, almost feverish underneath all those layers, and john feels the pull of his own exhaustion now. like his body has been waiting for this — for you.

“mmn?”

you stir, heavy eyes blinking open.

“shh,” john murmurs, not willing to truly pull you from your slumber. “s’just me, baby. go back to sleep.”

john feels the barest of nods move his hand before watching you curl into him, wriggling underneath the mass of your blankets, and settling with a satisfied puff. his lips dance with a fond mirth but john doesn’t move, not yet anyway, and just watches on as you slip back into your sleep.

all his love, here.

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I think a little Price Pat(TM) would make me feel a whole lot better right now. js.

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I love your texts they make me giggle and I'm glad the dirty bastards, you know who, are included with Bambino Rudy and I need more. 💖 💖 Dunno if it's been done but shooting them a text begging for them to help/save your life. Because spider.

“sos!”

synopsis: asking the cod guys to save you from a spider

ੈ✩‧₊˚ price, gaz, ghost, soap, alejandro, rudy, graves, makarov, keegan, nikolai

cw: spiders?

an: guess who leaves on a 24+ hour road trip tomorrow!! i am Suffering!

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dividers from @/saradika-graphics :)