[miss-mistinguett]

Detective John Price❤️

[temeyes]

Price in wedding dress. Thank you

wife him up, anon!!!

[miss-mistinguett]

Love it🤣

[miss-mistinguett]

Was planning to dry my laundry today but i saw these cuties!!❤️

[miss-mistinguett]

hi!  I am desperately in need for help. I need my insulin to bring my blood sugar back down. It’s $300 That’s all I need. I’m not asking for a windfall, just a little help, please.

Be blessed 💓🙏🙏💓

            DONATE AND SHARE.

Spread the word 🙏

[thisisalovestry]

this made me cry so now i need everyone to see it

[miss-mistinguett]

Hello dear, I hope you are well. I am Mohammed, a Palestinian from Gaza. Can you help, donate, and reblog please? The campaign includes a bone transplant and young children who need blankets and clothes to protect them from the winter and the bitter cold, and a completely destroyed house. I hope that you will not let it pass without my support, please, to restore life to us again and save them from the terrifying catastrophic situation. Thank you.Documented, reblogged and shared.@90-ghoset @appsa @buttercuparry @postanagramgenerator

Spread the word!

[miss-mistinguett]

🚨🚨🇵🇸🍉 A distress call from Gaza 🇵🇸🍉🚨🚨

Hello, my name is Abdul Rahman Quffa, now from inside the bombing and destruction in Gaza, I hope my message reaches you and you are well. I would be truly grateful if you helped me by donating even 10 euros. Every donation from you will save my family and children from death, and this will support us and alleviate our suffering and encourage people to donate more help 🍉🍉 Please share, publish or donate to my family 🙏🙏🙏

https://gofund.me/95d42cb3

Donate please if you're able!

[quotefeeling]

“Everybody does not have to like you. That is not their job. Liking you is not anyone’s purpose in life except yours.”

— Unknown

[arualthefirst]

Group photo🫶🫶🫶

[miss-mistinguett]

hi!  I am desperately in need for help. I need my insulin to bring my blood sugar back down. It’s $300 That’s all I need. I’m not asking for a windfall, just a little help, please.

Be blessed 💓🙏🙏💓

            DONATE AND SHARE.

Donate please!

[illasssy]

[miss-mistinguett]

Beautiful!!

[captn-duck-gremlin]

Like it all started when you and some friends decided to do some urban exploration, visiting a broken abandoned military base. Now while there your friends are of course being dumb, touching things with bare hands, no face coverings to protect them from whatever harmful things could be in the air, respect for the possible dead is on floor level with them. You on the other hand, you got gloves, a face mask just in case, you're apologizing to anything you bump into. You did the research, this place went down from an unexpected attack, so there might be a corpse around somewhere (or lingering spirit). You give a short prayer to anything that looks like a corpse, regardless if you follow in those beliefs or now; you just want to be respectful to the dead. And yes, this place is haunted. Obviously. Now the important part, at one point or another 4 damned souls have clung to you. You dont notice at first, you barely feel that buzz that you're being watched. But the first unnatural thing to happen to you starts in a dream, a weirdly detailed dream. You're a housewife in the 50s. Cute summer dress, lovely home, nice street. But it feels too real, the patterns on the walls stay perfect no matter how long you stare at them, you can read lines from books you've never seen before, you look at your hands and they don't look distorted like they usually are in dreams. Then a man walks through your front door like he owns the place, you don't recognise him. At all. Yet he speaks to you in such a nice rough voice from his cigars, calling you such sweet things. Treating you like his wife. Then after what felt like hours from playing housewife you wake up, confused to hell and back. You brush it off until the next night, where you're sucked into another oddly very detailed dream, but its so different. From housewife in the 50s to maiden in the ye old times. The man is different, instead of tough, friendly bearded husband, you now have dark knight with skull markings. Helmet stays on at all times, but despite the rough and scary armour and vibe, he treats you like you're the finest silk, the sweetest flower, like you'll shatter if he so much as looks at you wrong. And after living through that you wake up once again incredibly confused. Is this what the backrooms feel like? You don't know, you don't want to know. Night rolls around once more which you dread and sure enough another weird dream with a new life. Now, at a farmland on the outskirts of an old styled town, you got chickens, goats, two cows, some ducks and a bulky husband with a silly mohawk. You don't know what year it is, what century you're at, at this point you're just rolling with it. Husband got a nice accent, Scottish you might think it is. He's absolutely spoiling you, treating you like a princess for no reason. Not like you're complaining. After that dream, you wake up contemplating that you might be losing your mind. But no, you're just being haunted by demons who like spending time with you through your dreams. Moving on. 4th weird dream, this feels further up into recent years, maybe 2000s. Cute husband, looks like a sweetheart, is a sweetheart. His skin is darker from the other ones, but not like you could tell with Sir Skull and Bones. He has a smooth voice, could probably sweet talk a bear. Time with him was almost too sweet. You swore his pupils nearly went heart shaped when he looks at you. And like the rest of them, you wake up confused. And thats just how your nights go, things in the day go.. strangely.

Oh and quick reminder, don't run from them.

[miss-mistinguett]

The reader tries to fight back by not sleeping so they go days or even weeks without sleeping but eventually it's too much, they just doze off while doing a mundane task.🤭

When you finally enter the dream world, the world is grey, the trees are lifeless, the furniture and the walls have lost their vibrant colors, in the center of it all, a huge dark cloud is covering the living room and four men are sitting on the sofa looking at you with disappointment and dejection

[eccentricallygothic]

You've a sore throat but you like to refuse medication so Older Boyfriend!Captain John Price…

You best believe the man uses his age as a reason to be bossy especially if it concerns your wellbeing. 

“No, meanie, stop!” You fight against him although it's always in vain because the older man is a wall of muscle and strength. “Ugh, get away!” You try to smack away the strepsils he holds for you in a firm pinch.

After the gargles he forced on you just now by trapping you between his body and the sink, you will die before you take the strepsils! 

The oldie always gets the worst tasting ones too! 

Something about this specific flavor makes them more effective, if it even makes sense which it doesn't!

One con of having an older partner that you've discovered -damn your type- is that the fuckers are fucking stubborn. 

They're always right because they've ‘seen more’ and ‘know better’ and you're just a kiddie brat.

“Come ’ere” he grunts in his burly man voice, eyebrows knitted together as he collects your struggling form with one arm and pushes the lozenge in your mouth with the other. 

“Nu! Ugh! Leave me alone, I don't like you!” You cough at the taste that manages to permeate itself in your mouth and huff as you glare up at him before sealing your teeth shut. 

“Yes, now say a real big and cute ah for me~” he shimmies open a slot between your lips, completely unfazed by the ‘fight’ you're putting up, before pushing the little coin of medicine inside with the help of his thumb.

“Hate you!” You puff your cheeks. “Y'ur a brute!” You further express your disapproval by pushing both of your hands into his hard chest the moment he releases your hands that he was holding captive behind your back. “Meanie, meanie, meanie!” Tiny fists drum on his rock hard chest.

The bear of a man only smiles before leaning down to press a cheeky kiss on your lips. “I love you more.” You roll your eyes at the satisfaction on his face.

You'll get him back, and soon!

. . .

had a rough day. this is pure coping.

[miss-mistinguett]

Hilarious!😂

[brav0-6]

“TOON FORCE 141” CEL SHADED SKINS | MODERN WARFARE III

[sugaredquillink]

pov: price was kind enough to bring your underwear to you by breaking in after you ran away from him <33 🥰😍😍

[glossysoap-deactivated20250715]

woof woof 😵‍💫😵‍💫

[miss-mistinguett]

Price- Soap- Ghost- Gaz 🤭

[miss-mistinguett]

What kind of swimwear would the task force wear to the beach?🤔