I can picture Carlisle looking at Y/N like she's the world as she's reading.
He had set up a cozy corner in his study so that she can be close to him and comfortable while he's working in his study at home. She just sits and reads or games or scrolls. Literally just existing. And she's sat right where he can see her.
Thinking abour it more, I kind of don't want Hangman to go back to his black hat gimmick or be a heel when he returns. He's done that before and I feel it's too soon for him to go back to being a full blown heel. Instead I would love to see what fully at peace Hangman is like when he can't define himself by some belt anymore. Feel like that would be the most interesting route personally
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hi!! https://www.instagram.com/reel/C2kkbOYo8jj/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA== writing this for when requests are open this with price??? hehehehe
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F!Reader, fluff, husband!Price, romance?
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A/N: i hope this is okay for ya
Anniversary dinners were always fun. John knows you too much to know you prefer food trucks over fancy restaurants for moments like these. It started when you first met, he wanted to impress you but you were always honest about not wanting to dress up and feel pretentious. So, he took you to a food truck, and you and he sat by some bench at the park, talked, and laughed and ever since that date, it became your thing.
It's been nine years, nearly ten, and every year he takes you to the same food truck. Sit by the same bench, talk, laugh and have occasional talks about the life you've lived together.
It's Thursday night, the tenth anniversary and as you are getting ready to go to the same park, he opens the front door of your home. The kids run down the stairs and you can hear their giggles as he tells them some secret. John lets the sitter watch over the kids in the living room as he makes his way to you.
In all your beauty, you look into the mirror, deciding if leaving the fancy locket on would be too much for tonight.
He leans on the doorway, bouquet behind his back. "I can feel your eyes on me, John," you say and he chuckles. His cheeks flush, it's like the first time he met you. You are so effortlessly beautiful and all he can do is stand there in his black suit. You turn around, a confused look on your sweet face, "Why are you wearing that suit?"
He wants to treat you to a good dinner, unlike the past years.
"I think it's time we do this right," he walks up to you, a soft black dress in one hand and the flowers in the other. "John, no, this is our thing, I don't want to change that-" you try to say but he shakes his head. "I love our thing, but I also know you deserve more than food truck meals."
By the time he and you arrive at the restaurant, he takes your hand, leading you in. The entire dinner is more than lovely but you can tell something is off.
"What's the matter?" you ask and he sighs. He forgets you know him too well. "Did you enjoy tonight?" he takes your hands in his and you nod. "I did too, but...we also need our fun and this place is too boring," he stands up and guides you outside. Instead of walking to the car, he picks you up, bridal style and crosses the street. "John," you laugh, trying to get him to put you down. "Let's have fun, darling," he smiles and kisses your cheek.
Without you knowing, his sweet words and loving eyes distract you as he carries you to the same old park. "I have loved every day of my life since you walked in and I adore those kids of ours but I also adore the feeling I've had since you first introduced yourself to me," he puts you down and kisses you without a warning. His hands cupping your face, you tiptoe just enough when he pulls you in and you feel it, the sweet, nervous rush you get when you have him this close.
There is always something about this park, it was never the food truck dinners, the pregnancy cravings, or the drunk nights, all it ever has been and ever will be is the way each time, he held you close and just talked his heart out. It was intimacy for the raw feeling and words he whispered to you that only you and he meant.
He and you sit on that bench, before you know it, he kneels in front of you. He takes your heels off and kisses your legs before looking up, "I do love you, Y/N," he whispers and eventually kisses your lips again.
By the end of the night, you piggyback your way to the car and he laughs as he feels your arms wrapped around him, your heels held by your hand as you repeatedly kiss his cheek.
It has always been about the emotions rather than the place.
It's always been him and you, walking back to the car with some jokes thrown into the air.
Okay, but I love this question. The wonderful thing about aftercare is that it doesn’t need to be complicated and intricate for it to be effective. Good aftercare is tailored to the couple (or multiples if there are more than two people engaging in sex). But also, not everyone is great at aftercare, and figuring out what works for you might take some trial and error. And let’s also be realistic here, not all of the 141 is going to knock it out of the park…they are human after all.
MDNI
written w/ gn!reader
John Price
Seasoned and experienced, Price understands that aftercare is the standard, not the exception.
Whether it’s just a casual one-night affair, or a long-term relationship, Price goes out his way to make sure aftercare happens.
Price doesn’t assume what your needs are. Instead, he presents options before sex happens. There are a few things that come standard like getting you a glass of water, but there are more specific things he wants to know like whether or not you want a shower afterward, and if you want to take that shower alone or with him.
His favorite form of aftercare involves physical touch. If you’re open to it, Price wants a good cuddle with lots of intimacy.
He’s more than happy to chat you up afterward if you need that. Or, if you just need to yap and for him to stay quiet, he can do that, too.
Affirmations, affirmations, affirmations.
Will follow up with you the next day via text or call to make sure you’re doing okay.
Kyle “Gaz” Garrick
A firm supporter of aftercare.
He’s not one to fuck and leave. Kyle prefers the long-term commitment. He likes the intimacy.
Won’t ask you before sex what you need for aftercare, but will ask after it’s all done. Kyle keeps a list of different options and will cycle through them depending on how intense the sex was. If the two of you engaged in rougher sex, he’s more likely to try and focus on taking care of you physically.
Will take the initiative on a few things like getting you a glass of water and providing snacks (or ordering delivery.)
Prefers giving massages instead of cuddling (but doesn’t hate the cuddling.)
Does enjoy watching a movie or television show after as a distraction.
Conversation and closeness post-sex is extremely important to him.
John “Soap” MacTavish
This goober doesn’t even know that aftercare is an important part of sex. It takes him a bit to figure it out y’all.
That being said, it’s not until Johnny becomes entangled in a serious relationship that the pieces start to fall into place for him.
While others may go for a more sensual approach, Johnny is all about comfort and having a laugh.
When he cuddles, he cuddles hard, and if you try to wiggle away, think again.
Lots of talking, chatting, and verbal affirmations. This man isn’t only telling you how much he loves you, or that he had a lot of fun, but also is doing his best to make you smile and even laugh.
He is the kind of aftercare partner that is absolutely looking up memes and funny videos for the two of you to watch together.
Would have edibles at the ready (if you want them) and endless snacks.
Open to watching something on television or a movie but make it low stakes. Needs to be a comedy or a trashy reality show.
If the two of you bathe or shower, it’s together. No exception.
Lots of touching.
Simon “Ghost” Riley
Aftercare is a complicated topic when it comes to Simon.
If he’s only there to get his dick wet, don’t expect aftercare. He will get you off, and find his own release, but don’t expect too much after the fact. But he won’t be a brute or an asshole either.
Aftercare comes when you least expect it, when the casual starts to become serious.
It happens almost accidentally, or rather suddenly, and completely on Simon’s terms.
Perhaps the two of you were engaging in some rough sex—at least rougher than normal—and Simon notices some bruising/tender skin. Maybe when he bit down, he drew blood, even if he didn’t mean to.
He immediately starts cleaning you up, tending to any marks he finds. It’s not a quick dab of a cloth but a full onceover. Simon observers every inch of you, checking to make sure you’re fine.
He does a verbal check in as well, because he understands that a physical check isn’t always enough.
Afterwards, he’s taking you for a bath or shower.
Then, it’s an ice pack or heating pad if you need it.
Don’t expect an outpouring of affection, but he will provide a few affirmations to reassure you.
And he will cuddle. It won’t be anything tight or super close, but rather an arm around you to draw you closer to him.
- thinking about husband!captain john price and how his hands are constantly on your body when he gets back from deployment
- it’s late at night when he finally enters his house after almost three months of being away from home. being away from you.
- he throws his bag to the side, too tired to to properly deal with putting away and washing all his clothing and cleaning his equipment. that’s a problem for tomorrow
- his body aches and all he wants to do is lie down and get some well deserved rest
- price creeps upstairs, silently making his way to your shared bedroom. he exhales shakily when he sees you - bundled up in your large pile of pillows and blankets - sleeping soundly, chest rising and falling with each steady breath. he wasn’t expected back until next week
- he slides himself in to bed next to you, pulling your body to his chest and kissing your neck affectionately
- “m’home sweetheart”
- he sounds tired, voice low with exhaustion - dishevelled and smelling of gunpowder and sweat
- despite john’s tiredness, he takes his time to trail his hands over your body, your sleepy and bleary eyes smiling up at him warmly
- mapping your arms, face, hips, legs with featherlight touches. anything that may have hazed his memories of what you looked like during those gruelling months away, remembering any forgotten freckle, dimple or birthmark
- you cry and whine under him, a firm hand forcing your face towards his, eyes always locked on price’s bright blue ones as he thrusts slowly in to you
- “missed you so much” “look at you, so perfect - just as beautiful as i remember”
- it’s what john always looks forward to when he gets back. the feeling of you wrapped around him so perfectly, crying out his name as large tears cling to your lashes, hands gripping desperately on to him as he slowly and passionately makes love to you
- growls and rough hands instead replaced with low murmurs and soft, lingering touches - so completely enamoured by the way you moan and clench around him
- it’s moments like this that johnathan price truly thinks he’s in heaven
- ‘cum f’me sweetheart, wanna see you cum”
- he’s so needy and desperate, aching to see you unravel beneath him and show you just how much he had missed you
- you can’t even be mad that you were disturbed from your slumber, not when your husband worships your body like a man starved of redemption
- in this moment, john price forget’s his sins on the battlefield, forgets the brutal realities of the constant war he is faced with. his deity at his mercy, so pliant and forgiving as you cum, trembling and and sobbing as he kisses away your salty tears
I humbly ask for a task force and chubby reader pls ty <3
YESSS. Honestly as a woman, I love seeing that little pudge that are on other women. Like yes Greek god beauty babe pop off. But on me? Ew….
Thick thighs? We love thick thighs in the household.
But you! Yes you. You’re beautiful, fuck what others say.
Task force with chubby!reader
Simone is another one that doesn’t listen to the whole “you can’t pick me up” nonsense. It’s not a challenge, but the fact that he doesn’t see you the way that you see yourself. He’s able to lift you with ease and places you on his lap and will hold you there until he’s done. Another one that loves thighs. How squishy they are and how easy they are to mark. He thinks if anything an angel sent you his way. Don’t tell him he can’t see all of you, he wants to and will see to it. Doesn’t understand why you do, he adores all of you. Loves to see you in tight fighting clothing like jeans. Man goes a little feral because of how well it hugs your frame. Perhaps also an ass man now coming to think of it too….
As price has grown with age, his “care” for how people look has dwindled. He cares about your character, your heart, who you are. And if his partner has some of the extra weight? Toots be sure you’re ready to get kisses at every part of your body. Price does not care. So what if your stomach ain’t flat or the fact that your arms got some chub. That man has more important things on his mind like if you’re happy, if the two of you are in a good spot, perhaps getting a dog for you for when he leaves? He adores you and wants to see you happy….perhaps even buys you a few sun dresses. Look he wants to see you happy but the sun dresses on you? Looks at your like you’re prey and ready to lick up all your honey
(I love his goofy smile. It’s just charming in its own way)
Soap? Get ready to be hugged everyday and cuddles with every night, even if it’s 90 degrees. Weight is something that he doesn’t really care about. Does not listen to you when you say “you can’t pick me up.” That is a challenge to him and he will pick you up and slap your behind before walking to the bedroom. You say that you can’t? Honey listen here….yes you can and he will find a way to do so. He always does. Weight wasn’t the first thing that drew him to you, if anything to him it’s more to love and squish and this man loves to squish you. Your thighs more than anything and will even squish your tummy. He loves you. Which means all of you. Can’t hide from him forever….
Gaz is a lover of all body types. Truly. Some squish ain’t gonna turn him away from you, if anything he’ll be even closer to you. Man loves to see your jiggle and see you happy as you do your daily tasks. Please let him lay on you and just enjoy the squish, it brings him great comfort. Is another that loves your tummy, loves to rest his head there and have you place your hand on his chest and place his hand over yours. Is also another that loves to see you in tight clothing but dresses as well. Wants to see you go out of your comfort zone and is your number 1 supporter in shopping for clothes. Even will go out of his way to buy you cute underwear because his baby deserves best. More squish, more to love, more to bite
retired!john price who never looked back once finally leaving the military to spend the rest of his life with you, the gentle gleam of his wedding band occasionally catching his eye, making his chest feel warm.
retired!john price who moves to the countryside of england with his precious bird, years of hard labour and deep rooted exhaustion finally seeping from his body as he learns to unwind, recline back with his missus and simply take life one day at a time.
retired!john price who slowly grows more pliable under your touch, hard muscles slowly buried beneath the soft pudge of his stomach, biceps and thighs, your head resting more comfortably against his shoulder than it ever has as the two of you fall asleep in each others arms each night.
retired!john price who learns to enjoy hobbies he had long discarded after enlisting, reading next to you in the living room as snow falls gently from the sky and the fireplace crackles, perhaps tediously sawing at wooden planks under the harsh summer sun, sweat rolling down his back as he works on the new dining table. he lifts his head, unable to stop the soft upward curl of his lips as you walk towards him with a plate of freshly cut watermelon, sitting on the deck of your property and watching the clouds roll by with you at his side.
retired!john price who gathers you in his arms, the stinging of unshed tears burning behind his eyes when you break the news of your pregnancy to him, large hand splaying across your stomach as he pulls you close, gentle lips pressing against yours.
retired!john price who’s forehead no longer creases, furrowed brows instead replaced with a content smile, crows feet leaving behind a permanent reminder of his newfound happiness.
retired!john price who’s eyes shine with love and adoration as he pauses his dish washing to watch you quietly hum to yourself, nursing your newborn child against your chest who is gently suckling with bleary blue eyes. just like his.
retired!john price who’s heart that was once fuelled by violence and bloodshed finally content and full because of you.
sugardaddy!price can’t keep his eyes off of you when you’re all dolled up in the finest pieces he can afford.
extravagant pieces adorning your neck, ears, fingers and wrists, all thoughtfully planned out to suit your style and preferences. they gleam softly in the light, accentuating all your defining features.
he never holds back, showering you in anything and everything you could ask for, even when your desires never leave your lips.
he keeps a keen eye on you, watching the way your eyes linger on a specific item of clothing, perhaps a pair of shoes or a pretty necklace.
if you’re shy about his materialistic gestures, price takes pride the way your eyes widen when he hands you each gift, your brows furrowing in concern - his little pet always so worried about the amount he’s spending. he simply shakes his head, gently pulling you closer to clasp a new shiny bracelet around your wrist.
he fails to hide his pleased smirk each time he glances at you, finding any possible chance he can get to compliment you in your new accessories.
it’s no secret his favourite purchases are the plethora of jewellery pieces adorning your body. seeing you sprawled beneath him, clothes discarded carelessly on his bedroom floor, left in nothing but glittering diamonds and delicate, precious metals.
his own little doll to dress up and care for.
he prefers to buy his gifts in person, rather than online. it’s better that way though. seeing the quality in person, nodding in approval at the sales assistant who hastily wraps the expensive pieces in sleek designer brand bags.
he’s about to leave the store, keen to decorate you with his new purchases when a display of glittering diamonds catches his eye.
at this point, he’s bought you enough rings to decorate each of your perfectly manicured fingers. all except one.
he turns around, pulling out his wallet and flagging down the poor sales assistant once more, lips curling upwards as he nods in the direction of the glass case, not a crumb of doubt in his mind.
A goofy thing I did, imagining what meal Goro would get/make for you during his visit if he were a romancable character. That meal, being him making you umeboshi onigiri by hand, don't question where and how he sourced the proper ingredients to pass his picky palate.
I additionally did a little bonus of V waking up to him in the morning, gently caressing his cheek as he greets them (her, in this case) with a smile. He most definitely didn't wake up first and was watching them sleep lovingly, of course not. Don't be foolish.
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