#i love john price

[hidingwhere]

big dreamy sigh thinking about Price letting reader do basically anything to him; he’d never complain.

One instance involving a peaceful evening where he was watching football on the TV, lounging on the sofa while you’re doing your own stuff upstairs. Until you come down, feet thudding against the steps before entering his view. You plop down on the sofa next to him on your knees, leaning on his arm slightly.

“John?”

“Hm?” He replies, hand running up your arm absentmindedly as he turns to look at you.

“Can I give you a massage?”

He raises his eyebrows in confusion. “Why?” He asks warily.

“Just wanna test out my skills.”

Slowly, he moves forward on the sofa with your command, letting you sit behind him and start massaging his back. Eventually, he relaxes and begins to enjoy it, groaning and letting his head fall forwards.

[pricesloove]

I think about this moment so much. The way they look at each other. The little hand rub price does on her arm it’s just like a ‘glad you’re okay’

Guys I’m so sick.

[tootments]

tno time for drawings,, engineering kicking me in the noggin, have a redraw

[ghostlycod]

girlies who love ghost will be like “and then he puts his cock in your cunt and it feels good” and price girlies will be like “the cataclysmic avalanche of primal lust which hath consumed you both, flesh rendered asunder, as he bares his teeth and the man burns away to reveal a beast, your desire aching like saccharine sweets to sensitive teeth, and the evidence of it oozes from you like ichor, pearlescent and impure” and I love that for both of us

[yooo-lets-go]

He can’t talk right now, he’s doing hot girl shit

[buttdumplin]

yeah simon is the one to scare people away when they get too close you, using his size and movement to intimidate, simultaneously shielding you behind him

yeah soap is the one barking loud, creating a spectacle and calling people out, and warning them away

yeah kyle is the one humiliating people, mocking offenders until either their own actions dawn on them or they finally recognize the venom in his eyes

but price is the one that launches into swinging. there is no warning, no hesitation. taking a step, even a single word against you, warrants immediate action in his mind. it's no laughing fucking matter. you are a top fucking prize, his prize, the best the world has to offer. john is rabid in his protection, bearing tooth and boot and claw and fist. there’s no point in talking to him or trying to negotiate, an offense is an offense and he won’t meet it halfway. someone looks at you the wrong way? they won't be able to see out of swollen eyes after headbutts them, crushing their nose. someone whispers something nasty about you? good luck even eating with that jaw wired shut. god forbid someone touches you, the other three boys can barely hold him back. john will break countless bones in every way he knows and beat his knuckles bloody if your smile starts to drop. 

[djarincore]

Simon will never admit Price is an idiot… to his face. But, when he sees you, the sweet thing formerly known as Mrs. Price, the word tastes bitter on his tongue.

He, and everyone else, knows you're still desperately in love with each other. The gentle smiles and longing eyes the two of you wear when the other isn't looking makes Simon sick, if he is being honest.

How could Price lose a woman like you? Simon asked himself that when he first met you and continued to do so for a long time after.

And when Simon finally manages to convince you to move on, he 'accidentally' sends a video of you moaning his name beneath him to Price. Just to show him what he lost

[the-raindeer-king]

The quickest way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

That's how the saying goes. You never realized just how true it was until you started working as Captain John Price's assistant. It had started off innocently enough, bringing him a tea or coffee when he asked. Maybe scolding him whenever you found out he skipped lunch.

You had been baking brownies, trying out a new recipe, and you just needed someone to taste them (and maybe help you get rid of the batch if need be). So, you brought them to work, left them in a pretty box on Price's desk when you dropped off his coffee.

You certainly hadn't expected the rest of the task force to come around to your desk, begging to know why you didn't bring any for them. Turn out that not only did Price brag out your baking skills, he's refusing to share with the rest of the task force, despite the fact you had brought more than enough for all of them.

Looks like you're going to have to make more.

[bluegiragi]

aware (part 1)

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[hidingwhere]

Bear Hybrid Price AU Part 4

If haven’t written a new part in ages, sorry !!

As the weeks slowly passed living in John’s house, you were also slowly growing. Sure, you were still the same small size as when John first adopted you, and he wouldn’t change that for the world, but your behaviours were changing.

For one, you enjoyed John’s company a lot more than what you did when he first adopted you. Most nights you’d waddle towards John’s room in your thick, warm pyjamas and clamber up onto his bed and past the intricately laid blankets and cushions.

“Is’ cold in my room,” you’d say into the darkness, staring at John’s sleeping form. Sometimes you just spoke to him even when he wasn’t awake, and the first thing he’d hear after waking was you talking to him.

“Am a little cold.”

“Can I sleep with you?”

“Chilly.”

He mumbles as he wakes. “What you doing, sweetheart?”

“Is’ cold in my room,” you repeat.

“Ah, lay down then,” he replies with an amused smile. He opens up the blanket and lets you slip into the warmth. You use the excuse of being cold every time you come in, but tonight was chillier than most so he believed you this time (kind of).

However, when he awakes the next morning, you’re gone. John assumes you’ve gone back to your own bed again until he hears rummaging underneath him. He sighs quietly. “What ya doing, sweet?”

The rummages pauses before a head pops out from under his bed. “Look what I found.” You place a very old packet of biscuits on the side of the mattress. Your little ears flick curiously.

“They’re very old, darling. Not edible at all.” Those biscuits have been under there for years because he forgot about them. He forgot, however, that your little senses were actually very impressive and you could easily sniff out food when hungry.

“How about some real breakfast? Fruit?” Your ears immediately perk up. “And some berries and…” You pushed yourself up onto the bed and leaned in close to his face. John laughed a little in his tired state and continued. “I’ll find some nuts as well.”

When John had eventually made breakfast and set your bowl down on the table, he went out to the back garden in order to call you in. He saw you, a small fuzzy bear, chewing on some overhanging branches and plants. He shook his head in exasperation. “Hey! Stop eating the plants, breakfast is ready!”

With a quick movement, you took your human form and came running back into the kitchen, plopping down on the chair.

[connorsui]

How that one faceless man in my dreams holding my non-existent baby has me as he tells me how much he loves me and wishes to have me near ...

UGHHH-

[tootments]

if you love me. you’d ignore the bg 🧖🏻‍♂️

[asgardswinter]

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley coded

[deunmiu-dessie]

okay, you guys can't tell me that husband john price isn't a domestic man, a soft domestic man who absolutely adores the domestic life. he gives off that energy, like i can imagine him going home to his cute little wife, hugging and kissing on her and cooking with her in the kitchen. john who hosts cook-outs often on the patio (with a beer in hand) to invite over the team and a few of your girl friends. i mean, ya'll can't see price waking you up with a cup of coffee or tea?? kissing you on the temple when you wrap your arms around him from behind when he's cooking breakfast?! this man literally builds things for you to make cooking, cleaning, or anything else you do around the house, easier. john will literally stand outside the bathroom with a notepad in hand to write down the grocery list with you (🧍🏻‍♂️). john also loves wrapping you in his arms and swaying with you when you play music. john will always pull you onto his lap when the two of you sit on the porch to watch the rain. he's so soft for you and you guys! he watches you, it's an intense, love-filled gaze. he notices everything about you. this man doesn't know what he'd do without you, probably be lost tbh.

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[mylove-18]

Seeing all the tiktoks with people from marine corps ball has me thinking… imagine being John Prices younger wife and the 141 have a similar type ball coming up. Obviously he invites you and of course you show up in the tightest dress known to man.

At some point you separate from Price to go mingle and have some fun. While the 141 boys go on about the hot young thing (you) dancing around. “Well isn’t she well fit.” Gaz whispers under his breath. “I think you mean fucking sexy, mate” Soap replies. Ghost letting out a grunt in agreement, his eyes locked on you. Price just standing there smirking. When suddenly you started approaching the group. Rubbing your hand up Price’s chest “Won’t you come dance with me” You say looking up at him with those doe eyes he can’t resist. He wraps his arm around your waist pulling you towards the dance floor. “Excuse me boys, got to go dance with my wife.” He lets his hand slip down and gives your ass a little squeeze.

[gomzdrawfr]

Price: You watch your backs.

Price: Alright?