#Callofduty

[gugapuppy]

He's protecting his husband!

[astropeachy]

take your hands off your neck and hold on to the ghost of my body

[peachetteprice]

Jeweller!Price receives your engagement ring in the post, along with a candidly snapped Polaroid of how it used to fit on your finger, hand beside your face as one might show it to a best friend in a dimly lit Wetherspoons, squealing over its opulence and rarity.

Within the package, there's a note, explaining - in short - that after gaining baby weight and birthing your daughter, it no longer fits, and although you vetted it through your husband that you would fit it to a silver chain to wear around your neck, which he initially accepted, he simply won't stand for it any longer, for one poor reason or another.

The letter is sad. Sadder than Price might have imagined, littered with a thousand reasons to leave that limp-cocked (it's there, between the lines) excuse of a betrothed, that he understands you might not have meant to litter, but it exists there on the page regardless, beside the residual saline stains of your tears that you shed as you penned it.

Naturally, Price doesn't re-size the ring.

He leaves it as it is, mostly, though buffs the surface a little to dull the shine and engraves a microscopic, but fairly legible 'J.P' on the inside of the ring, then returns it to sender with a strongly-worded letter of recommendation, alongside a Poloroid of that pretty, wasted ring around the first knuckle of his pinky finger, as the rest of his fingers squeeze his thick cock, veins bulging and pulsing as if the picture were alive, dribbles of cum trickling along his inflamed head.

What a shame that your husband never manages to successfully trace your ring after it got 'lost in the post on its way back from the welder's'.

:(

Pt. 2

| Masterlist |

[spicelold]

Riley !

[schizo-bbgs]

Ghost ^(2)

[demonlattee]

The snake monster fell in love with the small human 🐍💜💚

[m0chac0ffee]

"You know... Ghost..."

"Simon."

"Simon... I really thought you'd have darker hair. Not that I'm complaining about your hair, just not what I had in mind."

"What kind of hair color did you think I'd have?"

"Not sure, maybe like a dark brown or plain black."

"Hm."

"Black hair would've matched your whole 'Moody and Dark' vibe."

"Enough."

"Wouldn't you agree, though? But I think I'm getting used to your blonde hair..."

Simon sighed, then smirked behind his mask.

"You tire me."

"Yet you bear through it. Who's at fault here?"

[naconaco]

[eggnogs-fever-dream]

Made a doodle a while ago of them kissing 👉👈

[mrgdmmrgdm]

New Ghost skin x "The Thing" crossover

[quoxal]

"Soap uses the true power of being an artist"

A little silly in between the more spicy posts 😋 Soap uses his talent to make his dreams come true 😂

Inspired by the scene from Turning Red :D

[peachetteprice]

John Price, who - on your eighth date together; yes, eighth - dons himself in lavender oil in an attempt to smell like something a woman would feel at peace to be around, for fear that, when he tells you of what he does, who he is, you might wish to run for the hills, but it's okay if you do; it's okay if you don't want to want him after that fact, and it's okay if you leave him now and don't look back - he won't hold it against you.

John, who - for the first time in a long time - permentantly turns red in the face from embarrassment as you crinkle your nose, laugh a little, lean across the table, and ask;

"Is - is that lavender I can smell, John?"

And whose worry dims as you take more notice in the fact that he smells like your grandmother's back garden than the fact that he's just told you that he kills people for his monthly wages.

And, when you probe about whether it's his shampoo or a bottle of perfume from the women's aisle in Sainsbury's - it's a beard oil, in case you wanted to kiss him that night, but you don't learn that until years down the line - he has the slightest inkling, but doesn't want to undo all of his effort and believe in it so much that he gets himself too indulged by the mere thought of you;

That you might just be the one.

| Masterlist |

[spicelold]

omgg walkers ✬

[schizo-bbgs]

(Task Force) SAS ghost

I wanted to draw a left-handed shooter setup (even adjusted the gas masks filter for this one :3) I'm pretty happy with the result!

[demonlattee]

My husband doesn't know it's his month

What a boomer

[m0chac0ffee]

(VERY Domestic) SCENARIOS WITH S. RILEY

Allergies.

"Simonnn....."

...

"Simooonnnn....."

"What?"

Simon walked into your room.

"I can't breathe properly.."

"You congested?"

"Yes..."

"Loser."

"Die slowly, Si."

Simon eventually brought you tea to help soothen your sinuses, tissues, snacks, and medicine to lessen your symptoms.

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I Love You.

"Hey, love?"

"What's up, Si?"

"I love you."

...

...

"Why are you crying?"

"Just... really happy. I love you too. So much."

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Music Taste.

"The hell is this shit?"

"My playlist, obviously."

"It's ass."

"Oh yeah? Think your music is better?"

"Absolutely."

"Whatever."

You smiled softly as you stared at your boyfriend who, despite his complaints, kept his connected earbud in his ear.

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Snoring.

"You snore."

"You're lying."

"Am not."

"Proof or it's not true."

"Alright, just wait til tonight then."

Simon ended up falling asleep before you and you indeed caught a recording of him snoring loudly.

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Ouch.

"OW! FUCK!"

Simon came rushing into your bedroom.

"Love? What happened?"

You were gripping your foot as you sat on the ground.

"Stubbed my toe."

...

"Screamed bloody murder just because you hit your toe."

"It hurt!"

"Didn't require a banshee screech though."

You flipped him off as he chuckled and bent down to kiss your forehead.

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