#(( a man’s duty )); task

[sky-is-the-limit]

"𝑰𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒔, 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒏."

[srfiv]

and whenever they couldn't speak they looked at eachother

[temeyes]

im asking the important questions here, shut up!!

[mehh141]

Professor Price | 1/10

Just my vision on how prof!Price from @guyfieriii’s series would have looked like

[marshmallowdarling]

I'm having a few drinks in my room tonight and... John Price who is a nice guy, a bit strict and blunt but he puts the wellbeing of others above his own including you. Ol' you who is head over heel's for the captain but remains (almost) normal infront of him to not make yourself look like a fool but that gets thrown out the window when you see him at one of the local pubs. You have a glass and a half of whatever alcohol you choose that night in you and your not drunk, or even tipsy at this point but you use it as an excuse as you blurt out all the things that have been circling in your head. "Your ass looks great in every pants holy fuck how does that work, your ass looks better than mine-" "The strap on your thigh makes my mouth water- hey does your tip touch the-" "I never though I had a daddy kink and I dont but for Captain Price I would call him daddy in a heart beat-" "Do you think he would let me lick his curly happy trail and chest hair?" His team mates watch on with a mixture of amusement and shock since they had watched their captain mope around when he thought no-one was looking since he thought you didnt like him back. Now they were just needing to help you two get together.... Soap wanted to try first but Ghost quickly reigned him in since he knew the Scott would probably end up in a threesome but the masked man had to hold the other back by the scruff whenever you blurted out about their captain because the Scott's mind was running.... Poor thing now Ghost has to help his problem as Gaz sweet talks you :(

[slut4-haydenchristensen]

ghost, covered in blood: haha it’s fine, i’m fine, everything is fine

soap: si, i mean this in the nicest way possible; you are the most mentally fucked up person i have ever met

[deunmiu-dessie-sideblog]

i firmly believe simon needs someone who's very assertive in their relationship. when they have their mind set on something, it gets done. who expresses their opinions and dislike for things unapologetically, who isn't afraid to set boundaries and put him in his place with snarky quips. someone who's confident, has a fond liking for his horrible jokes, and doesn't mind his sometimes sassy attitude. who kisses him silly before they go off to work, and kisses him silly when they come back. he needs someone who's affectionate with him in small ways :( cooking together, cleaning together, and having their 'go-to' show that they refuse to watch without each other. and after seeing you during a meeting, swears that could be you :(

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

🚬🦇 Vampire!Price 🚬🦇

Vampire!Price AU where he's 737 years old and has been through countless wars. One of the most powerful beings in existence who has the gift, or rather, a curse of eternal life. Now he's with the SAS, forming the Task Force 141, a team of soldiers with special abilities. In the modern day though, Price has sworn to only consume animal blood, because if he consumes human blood (even the enemies') his thirst will grow insatiable and he'll harm other people he grew to cherish, which explains his pale skin colour. He hasn't drunk any human blood since WWII. When he's at the height of his powers, he can control the blood flow of other beings with blood, and with that, their movements and even every pump of their heart. That is, until he met Gaz, who hadn't a single drop of blood inside his body. Spoiler : it's Mummy!Gaz 👀

What a fun experience ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Revisiting the Vampire!Price had been really enjoyable, plus the fact that I get to study more shading and colouring techniques (because I suck at colouring)!

That cup is definitely just a red tea.

Hope you love this art! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

Lineart version 👇

[fairyboygenius]

outside of the confines of fanfiction and our collective hallucinations of the blorbos

[ruporas]

can’t talk about it

[ID: Black and white comic of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. The comic starts with the sounds "thud, thud, click". Vash, mid-action of peeling an apple, turns to the sound, noticing who it was that entered, and says, "Oh, Wolfwood, you're back." He resumes back to his apple in the next panel as he speaks, "Where'd you go? You snuck out of bed quickly this morning..." Wolfwood's hand then enters the panel, hovering over Vash's cheek and Vash looks up as Wolfwood asks, "Can I?" Vash responds, "Not going to talk about it?" while using a hand to gently hold Wolfwood's hovering hand and presses a kiss to his inner palm.

Vash then gets up fully, setting down the knife down on the table and the apple onto a plate, He leans into Wolfwood as Wolfwood explains, "Had to meet someone. Nothing interesting to talk about." Vash kisses Wolfwood's left cheek and a hand moves to cup his other cheek while muttering, "You're being vague." Wolfwood says neutrally, "If yer really that curious, keep askin'. We  can talk about that instead of doing this." Vash leans back and responds, "Let's talk after, since... You look so tired."

The panel pans to a close up of Wolfwood's downcast eyes, bags heavy underneath his eyes. He doesn't allow Vash to sit in that moment for long though, then saying, "Yer not helping, Spikey. Being all slow with it... I could fall asleep right now." He moves his hand to start unclasping Vash's coat, starting from his collar. Vash with red cheeks, responds briskly, "Oh, shut up. I'm worried about you. I can't be worried?"

The final shot shows Wolfwood's back to the viewer while Vash's softened expression can be seen as he holds gently onto the side of Wolfwood's face and a hand firm on his waist. Wolfwood responds, "I'm fine, seriously," pausing for a moment before continuing, "Is it okay to still..?" Vash responds, "Yeah, it's okay."

The next image is a shot from later that night after the previous comic. Vash and Wolfwood are now in bed, half naked. Wolfwood's buries his face into Vash's chest, his arms wrapped around him, while Vash is petting at his hair. Vash reminds him, "Hey. You said we'd talk about it." Wolfwood pauses for a moment before piping up, "In the morning? I'm sleepy." Vash says, "Okay..."

The next two pages start from the morning after. Wolfwood is already fully awake, pulling on his outer jacket as he says to Vash, whos' still bundled in his blankets, "Breakfast is on the table. Make sure to eat it. I'm going to grab some things in town and then we're leavin'. Got it?" Vash says, "Mh." Wolfwood responds, "Good. See ya in a bit." The dialogue starts to shift into Vash's inner thoughts now, as he gets up and eats toast, thinking, "Wait. Weren't we supposed to... talk about it?" The next shot then shows him fully up, meeting Wolfwood in town. He carries a half worried expression with him while Wolfwood slides on his glasses for him. A quick panel shows Wolfwood's tired expression from the night before and quickly juxtaposes with Wolfwood in front of him who's smiling gently, the shades covering his eye bags. Wolfwood asks him, "Still not awake yet?" Vash pauses, his thoughts stirring, thinking, "Oh. I guess I was getting ahead of myself... thinking you owe me that kind of honesty." He smiles at Wolfwood and responds, "I'm awake!" His thoughts continue, "Maybe one day, you'd trust me enough to share your burdens."

The final image shows Wolfwood pulling at Vash's cheek and Vash complains, "Owwwww why..." Wolfwood quickly says, "You were thinking something stupid, right? It's all over yer face." Vash mutters, "Nooo, I wasn't..." END ID]

[sky-is-the-limit]

One big thank you to Elliot Knight. Thank you for playing Kyle and thank you for looking like a fucking Greek God and being the hottest MW character and though the Gaz nation isn't as big, we're definitely the luckiest bc GOD DAMN BOY I'M GOING FUCKING INSANE-

(I'm literally Greek so I can confirm, I sacrifice goodies to him every good ol' Tuesday evening)

[guppybibi]

(i feel sick again so uhh bad work!! this happens like every week im so sigma) obviously not proofread, not any good

Price's toddler who has never seen him without his beard, so when he decides to shave it all off on one random Thursday evening—their whole world is in shambles. They don't recognize the man who is attempting to carry them, the one cooing in front of them.

So they resort to what toddlers do best, crying. And oh boy, can they cry.. Refusing to get picked up by the 'strange' man that managed to enter their house and to be fair, he looked like he went from Captain to Lieutenant in a matter of seconds.

Dinner came and they still refused to go near, looks like you taught them really good 'stranger danger' instincts..a little too good. It got to the point even you were unsure if this truly was your husband, you weren't used to the lack of beard tickling you with each kiss.

..Maybe it was your attempt to make your kid feel better about it, not to feel alone. Maybe that's how you end up slightly convinced that this could be a doppelgänger of the Captain John Price we all know and love..his beard does eventually grow back though so yay!!

[ink-n-shadow]

dollification w/ sugardaddy!price where he thinks for you and dresses you up in all the clothing he spoils you in (in more ways than one ;) ) and whenever you snap out of that fuzzy mindset he's all there to hold you and anchor you back into reality i mean what

no because sugardaddy!price makes me SICKKKK😩

[ PRETTY DOLL ] 𝜗𝜚 the one where sugar daddy!price gets his doll ready for a fancy dinner

𝜗𝜚 pairing: sugar daddy!price x reader 𝜗𝜚 cw: no smut but adult themes (minors—DNI), dollification, slight dumbification?, soft dom!price, price just being in complete control, so unedited

sugar daddy!price loves nothing more than dressing his little doll, fingers ghosting up your spine as he zips up dress and sponges gentle kisses up your throat. it’s one of the new ones he had just bought you, expensive price tag laying crumpled on the floor at your feet as he spins you around to face him.

“y’look good, doll,” price murmurs softly and reaches behind him to pick up is still lit cigar the its porcelain ashtray, taking a mouthful of vanilla-tinged smoke and breathing it out across your exposed skin as his hand caresses your hip gently. “think y’should wear the louboutins tonight.”

you don’t even argue, simply dipping your chin down in a demure nod as you lean forward to bury your face into price’s hairy chest. the gesture makes a lithe chuckle leave his lips, his free hand skirting up your body to card through your hair gently. “sit on the bed f’me, doll. i’ll get ‘em for you.”

you let price push you back onto the foot of his expansive king-sized bed, leaning back on the palms of your hands and blinking dumbly as you wait for price to return. when he appears from the walk-in closet, designer heels in hand, you sit up eagerly with a lovesick smile stretched across your lips.

as always, price places his cigar between his teeth as he (rather slowly) falls to his knees between yours, calloused palm dragging up your calf to remind you to put your leg up for him. with practiced ease, price slips the heel onto your foot, adjusting the straps as necessary and sponging more prickly kisses up your leg with a soft hum.

“whatcha think of ‘em, doll? they pretty enough?” price murmurs into the lotioned skin of your other calf as he slips the other shoe onto your other foot, eyes fluttering up to meet your glazed ones. when you simply answer with a dazed nod, he’s clicking his tongue and pushing up onto his knees, one hand continuing to adjust the straps of your heels and the other pushing your cheeks into a soft pout. “c’mon…use y’words, sweetheart.”

john’s words make a soft whine leave your lips, trying halfheartedly to pull away from the grip he has on your cheeks as your glossy eyes flutter down to meet his.

“mhm. really pretty, daddy,” you breathe shyly as you glance down at your feet, admiring the nearly thousand dollar heels now adoring your body. "do you think m'pretty?"

they aren’t the most expensive article of clothing on your body (hell, the dress you’re wearing has to be a couple thousand), but they might be the prettiest, a sleek white with swarovski crystals lining the straps and the classic red bottom sole glinting in the light. not to mention the expensive lingerie hidden beneath your dress, or the diamond jewelry littering your skin.

john brings you out of your floaty headspace by tugging you up to your feet, hands finding the slopes of your hips to stand you upright and push down the skirt of your dress that had ridden up. he moves a hand up to push the stray strands of hair that had fallen into your vision, tucking them behind your ear with a gentle sweep of his calloused thumb.

"mhm—always think you're the prettiest doll in the world. now c'mon, we're late for our dinner reservations."

[go-go-gadget-autism]

Doctor!Reader x Price

reader is gender neutral! <3

ever since his ex divorced him, he never thought he’d be able to love another.

oh, he was heartbroken. he would always dwell on his mistakes, so he just indulged in paperwork to distract himself.

until he saw you.

a pretty little thing walking around base, dressed in a neat white coat with gently combed hair

he took one look at your sweet smile, and by god, he knew he was in trouble.

he thought he was able to hide it well, but the rest of the 141 knew immediately

i mean, they’ve been around him for years, he’s essentially their dad

every time you gave him a little glance, bloody hell did he feel like a teenager with a crush again

he would slowly start to visit you more often, and it’s not like you didn’t notice.

i mean, it would be hard to not notice him

he was only a few inches taller than you, but something about him just commanded attention.

maybe it was the way he held himself. maybe it was the way his eyes would soften when he looked at you, his face crinkling slightly as he smiled.

maybe it was the way your breath would hitch as he passed by, smelling of ash and of pine, his hand lingering for a moment too long on your shoulder.

maybe it was the way he shut your office door and locked it, approaching you from behind and coaxing his arms around your waist, breathing softly into your ear as he peppered kisses along your neck.

maybe it was the way he held onto you at night like he was afraid to lose you, wrapping you into his body and grasping you like you would disappear if he let go.

maybe it was all of those.

but as you wake up in the morning and feel a soft kiss on your temple, you knew that it just felt right.

this was where you both were meant to be.

[mistydeyes]

Okay because hear me out because what would happen if your lil 141 boyfriend, definitely tired and just wanting to rest, comes sprinting into the room after hearing you screaming at the top of your lungs? It only takes a few moments for him to realize you're screaming at the current score on the screen and actually cheering for your favorite team in the Olympics.

"Bloody hell I thought something was wrong," he mutters as he crosses his arms and looks at the television, noticing that the players are fit and very attractive. "He's my favorite," you tease as you point to one of them and when your boyfriend looks at you, you're practically drooling over the Olympian on the screen. It doesn't even matter that this athlete isn't representing your country, you think he is one of the finest men to walk this earth.

Cut to your boyfriend begrudgingly taking a seat next to you, saying that he "just wants to see how good they actually are." You can't help but look at him every time you cheer to notice a scowl on his face, clearly a bit jealous at your admiration. Don't be surprised if a few weeks later, you find your boyfriend religiously learning the rules of your favorite sport and plotting how he'll be better than your Olympian crush.

[lunarw0rks]

cannot stress enough that Simon is NOT the boyfriend you take to meet your friends.

he is not the life of the party and will post up in the nearest corner the entire time like a lamp 😭