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You had always been a sleepy person. Dozing off on John’s lap in the car, nuzzling quietly into his side during films, and just enjoying sleeping on him in general.
But just imagine John telling some story about his glory days as he liked to to the rest of the squad, and he’s just rambling on as you sit next to him on the couch, but you’re half asleep. So he’ll talk a bit — adjust his sleepy wife who’s drooping off of his shoulder — and then continue like nothing happened.
But then it would happen again. And again. And again. You sliding down, boneless, eyelids fluttering weakly, snuggled into John like he was your own personal furnace. And none of the boys would say anything (apart from Soap’s quiet laughs), because it happened every time, and they knew the drill — keep a close eye on you to ensure you didn’t fall to the ground, but not close enough to make you feel uncomfortable or to annoy Price, because as much as he trusted them you were still his wife.
“Infiltration wasn’t—“ A pause for him to give up repositioning you and just pull you onto his lap, eliciting a quiet but content sigh from you as you buried your face into his chest “—that much of a challenge, but you forget that there were about a hundred men, yeah? So…”
Meanwhile, having already heard all his stories a hundred times over, you had progressed from half-asleep to out cold, and by the time it got late enough m for everyone to start heading to bed, Price had to carry you bridal-style to your shared bedroom. Not that he was complaining. The missus always got her every want and need provided for, always. Especially when it involved her using him as her pillow.
Wish you all a beautiful day with this lil sketch 💛
Simon looks like his father, the only thing he got from his mother was his lighter hair. He doesn't dwell on his looks, he has other things to worry about, but sometimes it bubbles up.
The bastard is dead, the features Simon carries belong to him, not his father. But he still thinks about it sometimes, catches himself in the mirror and pauses for a split second. His cheeks are fuller than his father's were, but he's got that same crooked nose and dark eyes he can never quite meet when he looks at himself.
He wouldn't say he's insecure. he knows he isn't ugly, there's just something unnerving about meeting his father's eyes in his own reflection. It's even worse after a long, bad mission, when he's lost weight and looks like shit. Catching his reflection sends a chill down his neck, and the mirrors in his home end up with a towel over them til he's stable.
simon accidentally cracking your back in the place you haven’t been able to get a good angle on when he manhandles you during sex. he thinks that moan you just let out was because of his stroke game. you don’t have to heart to tell him he just gave you relief you’ve been looking for for two weeks. semantics.
JOHN PRICE JOHN PRICE JOHN PRICE JOHN PRICE JOHN PRICE
you and me both honestly
hiii are you talking about this?
https://www.tumblr.com/kittykattropicanna/738416230009061376/prisonpenpalsimon-masterlist-3
HELLO, YES THANK U ANOOOOOOON UR THE BEST
CoD fandom shenanigans keep getting worse and I’m pretty much done with it tbh.
The readers are coded skinny and white, the prose is horrible, the plots are the same “what if reader was cute and feminine and existed near these men,” and the characters are laughable parodies of themselves. There are entire blogs dedicated to anime fetish work with the cod tags slapped in at the bottom. I have to block most everyone who crosses my FYP. My friends keep getting entitled messages making demands like people make orders at McDonald’s. It isn’t fun anymore.
I’ve tried to be nice for the duration of my time in this fandom but I just don’t have the energy anymore, and my old fandoms are calling me back. I miss red dead. I miss dragon age. I miss fallout. I miss horizon. Hell, I miss writing my own original stuff.
If this blog starts changing, don’t be surprised. If this blog gets deleted, or just goes inactive, also don’t be surprised (if you want to stick with me if that happens you can follow my main @eowynstwin). If I start being a little more petty on this blog, I don’t think any of you will be surprised because that’s already been happening, but still.
I’ll probably still be here for MWIII because I do truly love these characters but even that isn’t gonna last, and they won’t be able to milk this franchise forever.
Scrumptious
trying out procreate with a price sketch˚✧₊⁎
yall know what to do 🙏🙏
single mom x price lovers are welcome to invade my inbox and such bc when i'll stsrt to fully write this..... theres no going back