#character: john price

[deftinesia]

Hi, has price noticed the tension between reader and ghost? And if so what are his thoughts about it?

hi luv ! this is such a good question -`♡´- price absolutely noticed the tension. he can tell when something’s up with them for sure ! we’ll see what he thinks about it in the next chapter so i won’t spoil it (｡˃ ᵕ ˂ ) <3

[skyrigel]

me: feels unloved *searches x reader tag*

[that1nerd-20]

When a fanfic writer puts a nickname you think Is icky in their smut fic

[blond3ang3l]

I don’t agree with cheating at all..

But like imagine neighbor! Price, he knows your husband and isn’t that big of a fan of him at all. Leaving you alone for days on end for “business trips”. Price knew that’s not what he was doing. Your husband was a damn junkie. Running up all you guys money on coke and bottles at clubs.

He had seen him while off duty at a club with Gaz and Nikolai. Blowing your money, the money he had spent without your knowledge, on strippers and the several bottles he had bought in the club.

Price being be good neighbor he was had told you. He felt bad when he saw how your heart practically shattered. You were tearing up and ended up crying into his chest. He brought you back into your house where he stayed with you the entire time. Your tears for your husband was soon replaced with tears for John as he had you splayed out on his lap.

“I know baby, I know. Feels good yeah?”

You could barely get your words out as he rubbed your clit for what seemed like forever while he had you propped up on his lap. Tears pouring down your cheeks as you felt your fourth orgasm hit you.

“So good for me doll, let’s make sure you feel real nice now, yeah?..”💭🎀

[v1x3n]

[rodolfoparras]

Thinking about the most homophobic misogynistic dude bro talking shit, maybe it’s in the lock room with the rest of his friends, making a whole spectacle out of the two dudes he saw kissing or holding hands

Cw: forced feminization, 18+, top male reader, dom male reader

But you notice the way he shifts from one leg to another, eyes wandering over to your own almost as if fearing you’ll say something you shouldn’t -like how he’d showed up to your dorm last night, sober for once and with his hard on showing through his sweatpants, moments before you had him bouncing on your cock.

Despite having been the one to initiate things, he’d been reluctant to let you know he was enjoying it, with his teeth digging into his bottom lip to the point where blood was trickling down his throat, desperately trying to suppress any sort of noise from escaping his mouth. Hell he refused to move his hips on his own even though he’d been the one to tell you to hurry the fuck up and fuck his pretty little hole (five words you had coaxed forced out of the other man) You had to fuck him back onto your cock, nails digging into the plush skin and working him up and down your dick.

Not that you minded much especially not when he’d ever so often let out wails and whines and you could feel his walls clenching down on your cock and you didn’t waste a second asking if his pretty pussy likes that or if the pretty princess is feeling good. He’d only respond by telling you to shut the fuck up, even spat in your face once but hell that didn’t stop him from riding your dick till he finally reached his orgasm.

[deunmiu-dessie]

he misses you. he misses you like a flower misses the sun. like the desert misses the rain. like you are the entirety of his being. as if you hold the key to his fierce, thumping bloody heart within the palm of your hands, like he is nothing without you— and perhaps he isn't. he doesn't feel like himself, no, in fact, he feels empty. like a shell of the man he used to be before you. he feels as though the world has lost its color, its meaning, and it makes him feel bare— it makes him feel.

he misses you. he misses the warmth of your perfume, a sweet and spicy blended aroma of saffron and sugared lavender. he misses your smile, all wide and pretty— genuine and charming, and always all for him. he misses the sound of your laughter, raw and boisterous, but sometimes soft and breathy, intimate. he misses your kisses, shy and cloying— yet fierce and angry at times as well. he misses the small things, like the scatter of moles across the expanse of your body that he finds himself counting when he can't fall asleep. or the way you fuss over him, mumbling curses and your love for him all in the same sentence.

he is nothing without you, and he knows it all too well.

the soft jangle of your keys in the lock makes him look up from his journal, the door swinging open. and despite himself, he finds that he's softened underneath your warm, loving gaze. ah, he also misses the sound of your voice, euphonious and soft, a tone you use for him specifically.

❝why are you looking at me like that?❞

he can feel his heart dance within his chest, pounding fiercely as you slant your hip to the side, the very same hips he adores holding onto when swaying with you to music. your eyes, which always seem to sweep him under with their intensity with no fail, are glittering with mirth, it knocks the breath from his chest. ❝ i adore you,❞ he utters— he sounds like a fool in love, and he doesn't particularly mind it. your cheeks flush with color and you playfully roll your eyes. that's alright, you don't need to say it back, he knows.

❝help me with the groceries?❞

he? ⸺ SIMON, gojo satoru, DAMON SALVATORE, soap, older!TANJIRO, scott mccall, GAZ, clark kent, EMMETT CULLEN, leon kennedy, STEVE HARRINGTON, giyu tomioka, JOHN PRICE, loran, ULYSSES, rick grimes, KÖNIG, dick grayson, SPENCER REID.

honestly it can be anyone you envision.

[cascade05]

*sigh* the feminine urge to kiss a big beefy man so he calls me pretty

[scftangl]

Me, every time I come across a fanfic of my fav old man with fluff, angst and happy endings:

[gomzdrawfr]

Merry Christmas!! they're exchanging gifts by the tree :3

[lxvvie]

Heyyy girliee

I don’t know if you have already done that but I really love your writings and I was thinking about how would the cod guys act like if they were drunk?

For example I can totally see Graves forgetting that we are dating and just trying to get our numbers or Soap having a mental breakdown over everything lmaoo

The Cap'n is mushy. Defenses down. Grinning like he won the jackpot. Quokka cheeks red and prominent. He can't take his eyes off you. He's John Price the man, and John Price the man wants you to know that you're beautiful and the best thing that's ever happened to him. You let him be human for just a moment. You let him forget about the bullshit he faces on a daily.

A drunken Gaz is a sleepy Gaz, and drunk Gaz is tied with drunk Ghost in the clingly koala department. Drunk Gaz can't really sleep without you in his arms, darling, and so when you're in the bed, he's holding you like his life depends on it, your face is buried in his glorious chest, and he'll kiss the top of your head and sleepily murmur how much he loves you, darling. Also tends to think the house is haunted for some reason, so he's holding on to you to protect you? Thanks, Kyle...

Drunk Soap is the mad lad who excitedly tells everyone you said yes to going on a date with him even though you two have been together for a minute. May or may not have started a fight brawl or two with another bar patron for drunkenly hitting on you; the one who'll also take you away snickering while everyone else is still fighting because lmao. Drunk Soap goes to sleep thinking you're in his arms but it's always the dog who’s snoring in his face.

Drunk Ghost is in love with you. Pathetically in love with you. Down bad. So mushy it's disgusting. And cute. Disgustingly cute. Lets his guard down like the Cap'n, and all you see in those dark eyes is you. Everything comes out and it's all YOU. Ghost lets you have your way with him. Cover him in art, sure thing, luv. Color his tattoos in? Why the fuck not? Raspberries on his tummy? What's stopping you, sweetheart? Just... consumed by you, all with a chuckle, a ciggie dangling from his mouth, and you in his arms. He revels in the fact that you love him as much as he loves you. Tells you such in so many words, too. Ghost just fuckin' GLOWS, okay?

Phillip Graves is drunkenly serenading you and telling you all these plans he has about y'all's future together. From the bathroom. While pissing the longest piss known to man. The one who'll also croon 'Darlin'....' and kiss your cheeks a lot because it just does something to him. Just so damn affectionate. He can sing like no one's business, too. He loves to croon Marvin Gaye, Barry White, or the Isley Brothers in your ear. All with that goddamn southern twang. 'Cause he loves his darlin' so MUCH.

König is cackling like the gremlin crackhead he is and you're wondering if he'll ever realize that he's actually hugging and loving on the bedpost and not you. In true troll fashion, though, you record the whole thing and show it to him later, to his mortification. Drunk König also likes to be the little spoon.

When drunk, Horangi gets hot really quickly, and will take his clothes off. ALL his clothes off. And then he's all over you like a cat. He really likes it when you run your hands over his body, though. Goes double if your hands are cold.

Keegan is just fucking needy. Don't leave him, baby. What do you mean you gotta go to the bathroom? What do you mean you need to get a refill? The one who's out getting drunk with the other Ghosts, and he's texting you how much he loves you, how much he needs you, and then proceeds to reveal to you so many things about him, so many things that he thinks would make you leave him, but the things he reveal aren't even secretive or horrible at all (yeah, sure, of course you'd leave him because he and his friends wore the cheerleaders' outfits and he was on top of the pyramid while said cheerleaders played flag football in highschool during homecoming) so what the fuck, Keegan?

Adler is also a sleepy drunk. A sleepy, snoring drunk. A sleepy, snoring drunk who loves to sleep under your plushy throw blanket that he talks shit about when sober because your scent is on it and it helps him de-stress.

[deftinesia]

Hiii deft!! I hope you are doing okay!! I’m not sure if you have ever answered this before but would Reader’s favorite color be? Also is there a certain style of clothing she favors??

I’m also curious about Price’s and Reader’s relationship. Does she see him as a father figure or just a person or authority? Will we see more of them and how they interact?

Love you deft and I hope you have a great weekend🙂‍↕️😘

hi luv ! i’m doing good thank you -`♡´- i hope you’re good too !!!!

hmm reader’s favorite color … i’m not sure oddly enough. i think she gravitates towards red ! as for clothing, she likes utilitarian style the most. military surplus. anything as long as it’s functional, won’t fall apart after one use, and relatively modest to cover any scars / marks on her arms and legs.

oooooh good question : ) we’ll absolutely see more of price + reader together and their dynamic one on one. she sees him as an authority figure presently, but maybe that’ll grow into a found family father-daughter relationship. no spoilers ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)

[sky-is-the-limit]

1/4

"Hey, love. Can you see me? This connection’s a bit rubbish."

"I’m alright, just... yeah, I miss you. A lot. Look at this though—" [signal crackles] "—my beard’s getting out of control."

"It’s a bit mad, isn’t it? You’d hardly know me now—" [audio cuts out briefly] "—started growing it the day I left."

"Wish you could see it better. Guess it’s keeping me warm but... I’d trade it in a heartbeat to be back there with you." [signal crackles] "I miss—" [audio drops]

"I said I miss you. Every damn day. You’re all I think about out here." [static in the background] "I’ll be home soon, alright? Just gotta get through this."

"I’ll be careful. I promise." [signal drops again] "Whatever happens, just know that I—"

[reconnecting] "—I’m doing everything I can to get back to you. I love you so much. More than words."

"I will, love. You take care too, yeah? Be safe."

"I love you. Always."

[miguel-owhora]

thinking about retired!price, so insatiable with nothing to do, fingering his cunt and grinding against pillows with your musk thick shirt pressed up against his nose. his body becomes softer with nothing to do, love handles forming and a bigger belly growing, with thighs soft and jiggly, and an ass so pretty and plush like a sweet, juicy peach.

you're still away on deployment, a couple years younger than price and still in your prime. you can't wait for the day where you finally retire, where you can spend the rest of your days with your husband.

but price can't wait—he's paranoid that someone else will get your attention and steal you away from him. someone younger, more attractive, and despite your reassurance that such thing won't happen, it eats away at him. so he does the only logical thing he can come up with.

when you come back on break, you have a hard time getting john off you. he's insatiable, his fingers running all over your body, more than happy to pull down your pants and lavish your cock in affection. he'll throw you onto bed, remind you why exactly he was captain, and milk you for all you're worth. he'll run you dry and keep on going, as if he was young again. and sure, his legs burn, exhaustion nips at him, but fuck, he'll keep on making you cum inside his pussy if it means he'll have your kids.

[v1x3n]

COD MENS FAVOURITE POSITIONS

SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY — lovesss doggy style! loves having you on all fours, preferably your head shoved into a pillow while he pounds into you so fast and hard you start to see stars! loves seeing the fat of your ass bounce with each thrust and he adores when your back arches due to him grabbing onto the strands of your hair - forcing you back while you mewl and whine out!!

JOHNNY 'SOAP' MCTAVISH — missionary, call him a basic bitch or whatever but you don't see how your tits jiggle with each thrust, how if he leans back he can see your full fucked out expression, the slight bulge in your tummy and your swollen nipples. red from how harsh he was sucking them earlier that day. call him vanilla but he doesn't care when you look so fucking perfect.

KYLE 'GAZ' GARRICK — cowgirl by far, or once in a while reverse cowgirl, he loves seeing your tits jump as you do too, or if its reverse he loves seeing your arse bounce while you hop on his thick cock. his favourite part is seeing you struggle to continue, your legs weak but you need to finish so its the only option! your thighs shake and your body growing limp when your done is like a reward to him.

JOHN PRICE — loves mating press, holding your shaking legs up so high your legs are next to your ears! your pussy spread wide open for him, your puckered hole on show and your smushed up stomach is all too much for him! your body makes him go crazy, he loves it when he holds onto your plush arse and your legs dangle in the air in front of him. your tired face moaning, screaming out as he uses the position to his advantage - shoving his fat cock soooo deep inside of you!!

PHILLIP GRAVES — as much as he loves every position, his favourite one is 69. he loves your sloppy tongue on his cock, giving his long stripes up and down his length as he kitty licks your sensitive cunt. spanking your arse when you squirm too much. he can feel you gag on his dick as he shoves his tongue into your hole, you choking on his dick due to the pure surprise!!

[rodolfoparras]

Cw: 18+, sub male character, dom male reader, titjob,

Thinking about humiliation kinks where there isn’t any insecurity to target, like titfucking a guy with a big chest who’s only used to receiving compliments, confidence faltering right in front of your eyes when you ask him how he expects you to cum when there isn’t anything to fuck, even going as far as to pinch and squeeze his tits like they’re the smallest thing you’ve seen just to watch his eyes widen in panic before he’s frantically pushing them together trying to desperately convince you that he can make you cum just give him a chance, sir please!

“Go ahead,” is all you say and it doesn’t take much before you got your cock and balls gliding across his chest, tits rubbed raw since you won’t let him use any lube as aid, with the sweet thing already out of breath because he’s working oh so hard since he doesn’t want to disappoint you.

“This all you got?” You say pretending to be unaffected but the way his tits engulf your cock is a sinful sight, with only the tip peaking out on the other side, and you can’t help but think how his slick skin is sucking you in like a hungry cunt, nipples hard as pebbles and grazing your sensitive cock with every thrust and before you know of it you’re rapidly inching closer to your orgasm.

Yet you purposely hold off on him, finding joy in the way the look of panic grows on his face , now using both his hands and mouth because really, what if his tits aren’t enough to make you finish?

Teeth nip your tip as he erratically sucks your dick, face a mix of spit and pre because sweet thing has never had to work like this, one shaky hand fondling your balls while the other gropes his tits, even watching the way he erratically thrusts his fat tits into the air because you refuse to do any work for him , all while you’re standing there looking absolutely unaffected by his efforts

Eventually tears start lining his eyes apologize tumbling past his mouth because no matter what he just can’t seem to make you cum “m sorry, ‘m so sorry sir” he blabbers out and you have to suppress the smile on your face as you caress his head, a gesture meant as comforting coming off in a condescending way before you tell him he just has to make up for it in some other way.

You watch the realization dawn on his face as he register your words before he scrambles to turn around for you, ass in the air, head on the floor, hungry hole on full display for you.

“Good boy,”