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Romance A Day🌹
The Price Of Peace, M.L. Nystrom
#mybooks#booklr#bookblr#romance a day#romance books#m l nystrom#the price of peace#adult booklr#august 2023
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Phantom, High Chief of the Infinite Lands. Because procrastination.
Look, I‘m no artist. I know the eyebrows are weird, and so are the eyes. This is the best I can do, though, so it’s all I have. It honestly? Could be way worse.
Here’s our boy without the ceremonial paint:
And these were the references I used:
I was going to learn for my exam tomorrow. Instead, I ended up making a map for the fanfic I'm currently writing over on AO3. Why? Because I saw one (1) comment mentioning they'd like one. Do I regret it? No. No, I do not. I should go sleep now, though. So. yeah. I'll just leave this here.
#danny phantom/tim drake#the price of peace#procrastination: mother of art#ao3 fanfic#danny phantom fanart#fanart
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In memory of Roger Corman, who passed at the age of 98...
As requested by @algusunderdunk, this gif collection of Corman and Vincent Price's work over the years.
Rest in peace, sir. You're a legend. Tell Vincent we say hi.
#vincent price#roger Corman#movie#horror movies#classic horror#edgar allan poe#the raven#the pit and the pendulum#fall of the house of usher#tomb of ligeia#tower of london#the haunted palace#tales of terror#horror icons#rest in peace sir#horror#old horror movies#vintage#actor#gif#gifs made by me#bicon#bisexual#god
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There’s just something so attractive about listening to someone talk about a topic that they’re knowledgeable in, and history professor John Price is as dangerously handsome as they come
❀ cw/tw: AFAB reader (femme anatomy, femme pet names), Professor!John Price, age gap, barely proofread, corruption kink, Price masturbates to the thought of Reader teehee
History is normally such a monotonous subject, all just memorization of dates and events that have the same general plot but different casting. But Professor John Price has a way of capturing attention. And no, it has nothing to do with just how devastatingly good he looks with a pair of thin-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, cerulean eyes peeking over the frames as his muscular motions to the board full of dates behind him. Nor does it have anything to do with his penchant for wearing white button up shirts that are always just a little on the small side, fabric stretching across a broad chest and a few dark hairs poking up from the unbuttoned collar; slacks that hug his thighs in a way that leave very little to the imagination. And it has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that he has a mesmerizing voice—strong, easily carries over the lecture hall and captures the attention of even the most disinterested student, smoky like the cigars you can sometimes smell on your papers after he’s handed them back to you with a neat red A in the corner.
Okay, so maybe all of that contributes a little to your newly found passion for history.
Price’s class is one of the more popular ones on campus for a reason, after all, and everyone is interested in the enigmatic professor. His ring finger is always bare, and though that doesn’t necessarily mean he’s single by any means, most take that as a green light to send some flirtatious looks and remarks his way after class in an attempt to get a better grade. His love of military and war history is apparent with just how deep his knowledge goes in those particular parts of the subject, and especially with the socioeconomic effects of whatever war is the current topic.
“Truth is the first casualty of war, after all,” he said one day during a lecture that made you think there’s so much more to his love of military history than a degree and paycheck.
Which is exactly how you end up hanging around his desk one day after class, leaning on the wood, eyes never leaving his face as he continues on talking about the ripple effect that had to line up perfectly to kick off the events of the first World War. You aren’t dumb, you’re a straight-A student after all, and even worse is that Professor Price knows you aren’t dumb, but if he keeps getting the perfect view of your innocent face gazing up at him as if he’s reciting Edward Gibbon’s The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire from memory then he’ll treat you as the dumb little bimbo you’re trying to desperately to play.
It takes every bit of self-control to keep his large, experienced hands to himself, no matter how much your eyes scream “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” because you play the role too fucking well. Elbows pushed together so the low cut t-shirt you’ve conveniently decided to wear today barely covers the swell of your breasts; cardigan hanging loosely around your shoulders, and Price has to fight the urge to pull the sides up to properly cover you; skirt swaying around your legs so temptingly; mary jane high heels bringing showing off your calves in a way that makes Price want to kiss them as he throws your legs over his broad shoulders; glossy lips wrapped around your pen as you nod along to his words, eyes so big and sweet lined with the perfect amount of eyeliner and framed with mascara. You’re sin and temptation wrapped up in a heart-wrenchingly gorgeous package, complete with a bow atop your head. He wants to corrupt you, wants to see how pretty you look with your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he splits you open on his cock, wants to feel how soft and plush your thighs are as he bounces you on his lap, needs to see you covered in his marks and begging for more. Fucking god, he needs you so cock-drunk and hungry off of him that no one else can satiate your appetite. You wouldn’t even be tempted by anyone else. He could take care of you, fulfill all of your needs. A pretty little thing like you deserves to be bed and wed and spoiled rotten so the only muscles you’d be moving is your—
Your cellphone ringing brings both of you back to reality, and it dawns on you on close your bodies are, as if discussing the political history of war is fucking foreplay for you two. It might as well be with how Price is looking at you with hungry eyes, pupils blown so wide that there’s only a cerulean ring around blackholes, tongue flicking out at his lip and his chest inflating as he takes in a calming breath.
“Right then, on you go,” he all but out right growls as you pull your phone out of your pocket. “We’ll see you in class tomorrow.”
“But, sir—” (he tries his best to ignore the way his neglected cock throbs at the title) “I don’t have your class again until Thursday.”
“I’m aware.”
Later that night, his hand and the thought of those fucking tempting eyes of your gazing up at him can’t even get him off, no matter how tightly he fists his cock, how much he moans your name, how desperately he moves his hand up and down himself. It’s not enough. He needs you, even if his attraction to you is morally questionable at best.
#; ophie writes#professor price has been haunting me lately#so have this as a peace offering#john price x reader#price x reader#john price x you#price x you#captain john price x you#captain john price x reader#john price mw2#john price mw3#captain john price mw2#captain john price mw3#price mw2#price mw3
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Sleepy Nikolai inspired my this lovely fic by @on-a-lucky-tide because this truly rewired my brain <3
And a small blushing Price under keep reading to go with it
#cod#nikprice#cod nikolai#nikolai cod#john price#captain price#captain john price#nikolai x price#when I tell you that I opened my drawing program as soon as I finished reading this#no kidding#I drew until 3 am slept for 4 hours woke up and drew again#There's just something about a big dangerous man like Nik being caught in such a peaceful moment#Price you're definitely the appetizer#my art#hey also I like never draw chibis#like ever#so it's worth what it's worth but I think he turns out cute !
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something about the main menu for life is strange genuinely makes me wanna collapse and sob
#like not just the music but the overall visuals yknow#it's like this gut wrenching#almost nostalgic ????#feeling that hits like a truck#especially after playing the full game#seeing how peaceful things could be is almost like#i dunno gives me that feeling of dread when you've done something you can't undo#seeing how good things could be but knowing you don't get to go back#sorta thing#it's just#something about beautiful pictures having gut wrenching back stories#does something bad to my brain#naturally#i dunno i'm half asleep and rambling#but yknow what i mean#i'm trying to put it into words as best i can#it's like#it really is just like what growing up feels like ig#especially when it doesn't turn out how you want#wanting to go back and warn yourself so you can hopefully make things easier and more ideal but obviously you can't#that's kinda what the menu feels like#music and all#especially those goddamn birds chirping#ok goodnight#life is strange#chloe price#max caulfield#lis chloe#lis max#pricefield
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farah calls ghost ‘old man’ while they’re out in the field, and he grouses something about not being that much older than her. staring down her scope, not missing a beat, she asks if it was his knees that cracked and if it was him that grunted as he knelt then slithered onto his belly into position, or if she’s just imagining things?
:/ gets a bit quiet after that.
#ghost's had it easy only having price gaz and soap to spar with. then farah casually devastates him every chance she gets.#it's the most peace price has known in months and soap's just glad he's not the butt of every joke. until farah mentions the mohawk.#ghost#farah karim
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Soap: I told Price his ears flush when he lies.
Gaz: Why?
Soap: Look.
Soap: Hey Captain! Do you love us?
Price, covering his ears: No.
Gaz: ...
Soap: I’m the captain’s favorite
Gaz: No, I was here first, I’m the favorite
Ghost: Hey Cap, care to weigh in?
Price: I don’t play favorites
Gaz: But it’s definitely me, though, right?
Price, pulling his boonie hat down to cover his ears: …no
Soap: *incomprehensible noises of Scottish outrage*
Gaz: *cackling*
#I literally cackled out loud at this anon#poor captain#he just wants some peace#call of duty#cod#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#kyle gaz garrick#john price#tombstone's epitaphs#tombstone talks
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Price: Nikolai. A word.
Nik: Yes?
Price: What d'you call this?
Price: *pulls Graves over*
Graves: *visibly ruffled, lips very pink, definite marks forming under his jaw and around his throat band*
Nik: Ah... I call it reinforcing good relations between our forces :)
Price:
Nik: It's fun, you should try it.
Price: Nik! I do--that is not--I am--!
Graves: Aww you tellin me you don't want us to get along, Captain?
Price: *glares at him*
Price: *glares at Nik*
Price: CAN YOU AT LEAST DO IT OFF-DUTY????
#submission#he’s just keeping the peace price#nothing to be worried about#call of duty#modern warfare#john price#cod nikolai#phillip graves#incorrect quotes#nikgraves#pricegravesnik#nikpricegraves
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Absolutely love On the Run! I can't stop thinking of this, it's been days, please.
Price taking Grimes and the truck out around the property to fix the fence/well and sees recent fixes farmer!Reader clearly did in her years on the farm. The works well done if not a little innovative due to any physical difference she dealt with. I'm feral for a Price feral for a competent and creative !reader. He's hit with an overwhelming feeling of pride and scuffs at himself cuz of course, this is just adding to the long list of things she's impressed him, (first on that list? her ass) Rubs one out before getting to work.
Ghost started fixing up the house and barn. Constantly at every corner of the house looking for repairs he can busy himself with. But, finding little art projects painted around... Basically the property. Farmer!reader gets bored and paints little things around the house. A mouse hole door with a little welcome sign under the table or hidden in the kitchen. Ladybugs and other bugs with little trailers or flowers. He fucking lives for them, starts looking just to find them all. Gets a little pouty when soap finally notices the many little hidden paintings in the barn and runs to the others without a thought. The secrets out(wasn't a secret) but only he knows where they all are(so he thinks)
Soap finds a second home in the barn, Sebastian and soap end up getting along really well, like brothers shoving each other as he brushes him or moves seb out to clean the pins. Has the energy to keep up with all the chores so many animals comes with easily. Soap, Maggie and Judy move the sheep and goats together like a dream team. He's just able to understand them ina way! Finally sees the blue jay painted to be perched on the light panel in the equipment room, the one of sebs name plate even weeks later ( he's actually the last to know about it. Price saw it that first night, gaz a few days in checking the lights out and ghost around the same time already started on his hunt of them.)
Gaz is getting on top of how everything works around the property, helping ghost with the electric around the property or improving farmer!readers current systems or files(like it was fine before, worked great! but this will be even easier, smoother and faster, better.) Has the crops schedule and planed out for when the tractor is running. Gaz is Judy's favorite(I don't make the rules), all the dogs love him, hes so good at petting them and loving them but absolutely spoils Judy with kisses and head pets. Eventually she's just basically attached to hip and it's just two pretty princesses hanging out 24/7. Fuck that man would look so good smiling with a pretty dog in the sun😫😫
c’mere, let me give you a forehead smooch-
i am in love with these and very much tend to incorporate them in, you are a godsend bless you bless you bless you
#on the run asks#this is amazing#price and grimes are my dynamic duo#that is till dixon and Ghost have a very long stare up#and eventually cuddle without reader even being involved to keep the peace
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captain price who gets thrown back in time when he hears that farah’s group has been deemed terrorists by the US
who suddenly remembers of another young, capable woman who had trusted the united states and had accepted their help in the fight only for them to turn their backs on her and her people at the last second. she didnt yield to their demands, pushing for the freedom of her people from both sides of tyranny.
price who’s called back and taken to headquarters for debriefing, doesn't even get to say goodbye, not that you wanted to in the first place.
they'd turned their backs on you and you turn yours on them, striving to build your country back up. and you do. you stay out of the government for the most part but put together a strong foundation that’ll be unshakeable for your country in the years coming. he knows because he’s seem the reports. seen how you handle a room, empower your people. some of it even done with a full belly.
he isn’t owed jealousy, you dont belong to each other, but he still cant push down the bitter taste in the back of his throat. even through dinner it stays there. has to stop himself from hunting down a man whose only crime was loving you. something he wasn’t brave enough to do.
after coming back to the present, he looks at alex offering him a gentle smile, grateful that he'll be helping Farah.
he asks Laswell for a favor, he knows that she knows where you are. his next leave is planned. no hotel, just a 4x4 truck, enough pull to make it up the mountain, and supplies for a family of four.
he can hear you in the back of the house, water sloshing around, as you talk to someone. and for the first time it strikes price that he never considered he'd be meeting your partner. whose child you had been carrying.
he doesnt dwell on it too much. already worked up the nerve.
then, he’s rounding the corner and there you are. muttering softly to a voice, that he now notices is much smaller and pitchier than yours.
coming from a carbon copy of him. no thats not right. its a mix, of his features and yours. your genetics definitely won but he can see himself mixed with you.
the girl has stopped talking, just staring now, causing you to turn.
“Hello Captain Price.”
#.txt#.mine#.cod#.price#this has been sitting in my drafts FOR WEEKS#finally read it over#now i can work on my wip's in peace without feeling like I owe you guys something#captain john price x you#hehehehe i hope you liked the twist at the end#i PROMISE im working on longer stuff it just takes my brain some time I'm so sorry#captain johnathan price#captain john price x reader#captain john price#captain price#captain john price x female reader#john price#john price x reader#price call of duty#price cod#price x reader
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:3c
Awhile ago I made this and saw this reblog by @buttdumplin
so I got to it
#been thinking about it since that rb sorry it took so long HAHA#I guess this is more for the male audience? xD if i can say that? :3#also this man looks dfferent everytime i draw him when will i achieve peace#gummmyart#doodle#captain john price#captain price#john price#call of duty#cod x male reader#john price x reader#captain john price x male reader#captain john price x reader#john price x male reader#price x reader#price x male reader#stole these tag from fanfics posts not mine
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Vincent Price with director Roger Corman (1960-64)
#vincent price#roger Corman#the pit and the pendulum#the masque of the red death#fall of the house of usher#edgar allan poe#photo#photos#photo edits by me#bts#behind the scenes#classic horror#tomb of ligeia#horror#old horror movies#vintage#movie#actor#rest in peace legend
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The 141 in Jail
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Price: I can’t believe I’m stuck with you 3 nut jobs, and for what! WHY’D YOU HAVE TO HIT THAT GUARD, SOAP!
Soap now yelling: HE MOCKED MY MOHAWK
Price: IT’S JUST A MOHAWK
Gaz in the background: His Mohawk’s sick, Price.
Soap: Pft. Also it wasn’t my fault. It was Ghost’s
(Ghost eyeing down the officer who’s doing rounds checking each cells)
Ghost: You think that if I throw this knife it’ll go right through his throa-
Price: SIMON PLEASE
Ghost: WHAT! NO ONE’S COMING FOR US
Soap: We gotta plan our escape… and fast
Gaz: I dunno… I kinda like it here
(They all stare at Gaz)
Price: What did you say?
Soap: I knew jail would change us
Ghost: Let’s just leave him
#I wonder if they got out#they did….#also rest in peace to the guard#ghostsoap#call of duty#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#ghost mw2#cod modern warfare#simon riley#john price#gaz mw2#incorect cod quotes#incorect quote#cod memes#captain john price
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#please dont feel obligated to share this#i made this post mostly for my own peace of mind#needed to update my pricing and layout for the page#money from commissions goes towards mini food earrings fr i buy so much from japanese vendors on minne#commissions#YAPPING IN TAGS thanks for reading!!!
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