#sorry captain...

[starktonyx]

this bucky with this steve

[rawme-price]

Reader and price who bicker alot and one day you say "okay, dad" in that over dramatic voice, but prices face totally flushes and he makes a strangled noise.

You raise a brow, amused and very much surprised "really? Thats what does it? A daddy kink?" He looks absolutely mortified at being called out, but you just enjoy finally being able to get under the captains skin.

Suddenly it becomes a thing with you. Whenever u can, you lean in to prices space and whisper something along the lines of "sure thing, daddy." Or "please, daddy?" And absolutely relish in the way he shifts uncomfortably, pants suddenly tight. You pointedly dont aknowledge how his blush makes him look all the more appealing and does nothing to abate ur crush.

Anyways, one of these days hes gonna break and just bend u over his desk. Stop teasing the old man :(

[doodled0g]

memewashing

(alts for first one under cut)

[gothghostiie]

price with erectile dysfunction. beats himself up simply because his love is too pretty to not get hard over, but being the wise old man he is he quickly finds a solution. what does he have three young men for, if not to help him out?

he regularly let's the boys have at you, fuck your cunt raw while he sits next to you and watches, petting your hair gently. and you? you only have eyes for him. no matter which of them fucks you, no matter what they do, you just have eyes for your husband. gazing up at him, gripping his arm, moaning his name, begging him to go harder, to make you cum.

and the boys loathe it. they're the ones fucking you, the ones making you feel good, why are you only looking at him? calling out for him when you cum, clutching his arm when they hit that spot that makes you see stars? they stumble over themselves to make you look at them, moan their names or at least acknowledge them, but you never do.

and yet they still keep coming back to do it over and over again.

[licorishh]

when in doubt, use your sibling as a blunt object

[jaemongus]

i heard that the marvel are rivals

[trek-tracks]

Stop testing poison on yourself, Bones

[hotdogmchiggin]

Company Mandated Fancy Fits on the Tulpar 😏

Also had to include the REAL star of the show (and a bonus)

Based off of this and this. Thank you very much joetastic for being inspirational 👍

The REAL reason this is late

[mysticalcats]

da crew

[stellarphileistic]

“Vétkesek közt cinkos, aki néma”

from the book “Jónás könyve” by Babits Mihály. Although the phrase itself cannot be directly translated, it is what best fits this topic in my opinion. Vaguely this sentence means that someone who chooses to stay silent in a situation is still at fault. Curly, who enabled Jimmy’s behaviour and actions towards Anya is guilty as well, however he did not deserve any of the things he had gone through after the crash.

[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. 

[forecast0ctopus]

wet men wednesday

[rawme-price]

tell us more about abused wolf hybrid reader please (your writing is so good!!! <3)

You got it, boss!🫡👍

So, wolf!reader isnt acclimating to the team well, in soaps opinion. Ur constantly tense, eyes darting around any room you enter. Ur ears are never pinned back, but they are so still in a neutral position on Ur head that its obviously a forced facade of calm. You just seem....scared. scared, definitely. But of what soap has no idea.

Hes cant help you, everytime he tries to you seem to withdraw further. Hes tries to do anything he can think of, barking and snuffling and play-fighting, but nothing works. The others try too. Gaz gives you treats all the time, though you never seem to eat them. Ghost gives you awkward head pats and warm praise, but it just makes ur tail tuck. Price tries to talk to you, but anytime he enters a room ur already out the other exit. You seem to dislike him the most.

It all comes to a head when you take a bad fall during training and get a nasty cut on ur back. Price tries to send u to medical, but you outright refuse. He cant just let you fucking bleed without at least getting someone to look, though. So he tells you to either go to medical or choose on of the guys to check it.

...you choose gaz. Hes about your body weight, you feel decently confident in being able to fight him off. Either way, he insists on going to ur den bc it will be the most calming place for an obviously stressed wolf. Gaz expects a small den, sure, but he doesnt expect to see the mattress intended for the den completely barren. Instead you have a small, mangy pile of fabric in the far corner of the room, sandwiched between the wall and where you pushed the dresser out.

He doesnt say anything, just let's you lead him to the empty mattress. He talks you through what he plans to do before starting, then warns you before each action. Ur tense and jumpy, ears pinned flat and tail tucked openly. You dont try to hide ur discomfort, though you nod when gaz asks if he can continue. Still, you jolt and whine when scissors press against ur back, cutting open the shirt. Gaz has to hold his breath for a moment at what he sees.

In stark, puffy and raised keloids, 'MUTT' is carved across ur shoulder blades. Right below it, hardly noticeable compared to the bold letters is another word carved into ur skin, this one seemingly alot neater. You old teams code name, clear as day.

[gothghostiie]

thinking about something that happened to me while babysitting and I am unable to cope with it so obviously I have to make it something for yall

thinking about babysitter!reader being hired by price, you just go to check on the little one in their nursery. the baby is sleeping peacefully, you close the door - but the handle fucking breaks off. naturally you start to panic, the baby is in there all alone and you can't get in, so you call price in literal tears. telling him what happened, desperately scrambling around to look at the baby monitor. He tells you to take a breath, trying to get you to calm down, that its okay, he'll come home.

you're sat on the couch, crying in a panic while watching the blisfully unaware baby over the monitor until Price gets home. he comes in, making a beeline to the small utility room, then to the nursery. its an easy and quick fix, you definitely could have done it yourself you think as you watch over his shoulder. he opens the door quickly and sees the sleeping baby before closing the door with a chuckle and turning to you. you're still sniffling, babbling soft apologies, telling him youll understand if he doesn't pay or ever hires you again - but he shakes his head and leads you to the couch with him, sitting you down.

"sit, love. take a breath." he murmurs, vanishing to the kitchen, from where he comes back a minute later with a cup of tea that he hands you. sits down next to you, then gently pulls you into his side. "C'mere now. its alright bird, don't cry now."

[rystiel]

i’m sensing a trend

[tobeholyistobeempty]

yeah i’m just having thoughts of captain john price who’s super possessive protective of you in a way that goes a little past just being your superior. i’m talking, he’s got names down of every man on base who’s even looked at you a little too long. something like a watch list. you know, just to be safe.

so when he hears of a couple of them talking about your ass? when hears that those same couple made advances on you?

well.

he won’t freak out. won’t make a big scene. sends ghost and gaz as his recruiters while soap sits with you to keep you unsuspecting — he’s got it handled, baby. leave it to him — is what he would tell you, if you knew. but he doesn’t need you to. he’ll just get them in his office. give em a little stern talkin to bout treatin women with respect round the base. you know, like a good equitable captain should.

and they’ll listen to him. because it’s john. the man to be respected. but on the way out he might just so happen to knock over a picture on his desk. and that picture might just so happen to be you on your knees infront of him, wearing nothin’ but a ball cap that reads “captain”.

oops. he says.

he’ll make it known. subtly. but known.

don’t fuck w the captains girl.