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Price x FTM reader
After a particularly hard mission, you were called into Price’s office for a little chat regarding your recent behaviour.
(TW: angst, mentions of SA and internalised transphobia)
also posted on tumblr ! https://www.tumblr.com/penguinbuttcheeks
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you turn to your husband for comfort after a long day
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You had just about given up on most things as you sat, alone and anxious, in the corner of a bar — your friends long gone and occupied with their own business.
That was until a handsome soldier caught your eye, approached you, and showed genuine interest in your conversation, in your interests, in your personality — in you. Which was something that happened in a long time.
And so, naturally, this little… ‘thing’ with the man called John Price gradually blossomed into something bigger. Something more impactful. But life for a military captain is rougher than you had expected, and staying by his side proves to be a task only possible for someone determined to be with him for better or for worse.
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You lose your keys, one sock, you find the sock, only to lose the other one, you lose shoes, wallets, documents, cellphones, the track of time. You lose jobs and opportunities. You lose your first husband. You didn’t lose your heart, you know where it lies, you just can’t have the strength to take it back, not believing you could love again.
Life, however, has it's way to surprise you.
The first time you see him, you’re at a pub, drinking with some friends next to a window, he’s outside. You stare like a creep, it’s rare to see such a good looking guy out in the wild. Mature, rustic, handsome. He can see you too, he looks in your direction, smiling, his cheeks going up with his lips, you avert your gaze. You feel your heart pound, you think about your future and it's not like the first time. It 's different, somehow.
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It was a quiet evening, it had been a few days since John had come home from a mission. Rain patters against the window gently, setting a gentle ambiance for the night. The smell of vanilla filling your small kitchen. You were perched up on the kitchen counter watching as John had taken over the kneading, his sleeves rolled up exposing his forearms. His large calloused hands- hands that steered his team through multiple battles, hands that you adored.
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You're anxious while you and John make pastries, he fucks the anxiety out of you <3
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John Price finds out about some dumb internet trend and it roots in his head for most of his mission away from home. By the time he returns home, he can't get it out of his head so he tests it out.
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You howled with laughter as you leaned back in your seat on the couch, clutching at your aching stomach and wheezing when Soap shot you a glare that wasn’t nearly as effective as he probably would’ve liked due to how watery and bloodshot his eyes were. The Scot was seated across from you on the other couch, his body practically vibrating as he tried to breathe through the pain of chugging hot sauce straight from the bottle.
Gaz’s own pleasant laugh joined yours as Soap slammed the glass bottle down onto the coffee table between you and pushed it as far away from himself as he could manage as he coughed, the sound quickly followed by a sniffle miserable enough that you pushed yourself to your feet in order to go and grab the box of tissues that was on the table where Ghost and Price where playing cards.
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Simon runs to Price when he gets insecure - Price knows just what to say and do until Johnny arrives to set his mind at ease.
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Sometimes, I wish I was as important as your email inbox by Clementine_TheDestroyer
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
27 Dec 2023
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In which, Price has been a bit extra busy with work, and reader feels a bit… alone.
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This was supposed to be pwp... then it turned in to this unholy abomination of hurt comfort because I have issues.
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- Part 10 of Tumblr fics
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“Watch where you’re going Private-.”
Ghost’s eyes flickered down to the name tag embroidered onto the soldier’s fatigues.
“MacTavish.”
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Leland Sand /was/ just a kid on the streets, turning to proclivities better left unsaid to survive. That is-until he met Captain John Price. Price, with a promise to take him away from the dangers of his current life, and the help of Kate Laswell, succeeds... but that's where things begin to get, complex.
Unresolved feelings and tension.
Daddy issues, but Price is the daddy causing the issues-unknowingly.
Canon-Divergence heavy.
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When a young, seventeen-year-old rookie asks Price about cigars, he's more than happy to help.
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Graves makes an offer to Rudy and he accepts it just to make sure Alejandro is okay.
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THIS WILL HAVE A HAPPY ENDING!! Inspired by some art peices by @/bucketyd on Twitter/X, they draw Rudy working with the Shadow Company and I keep thinking about it
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The relationship between Graves and Rudy is very more so implied, this is a AleRudy endgame fic, don't worry folks.//Graves is NOT a nice person in this, tread lightly//Graves is into some freaky deaky shit with his soldiers, inspired by random art of Graves getting plowed by Shadow Company soldiers -
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Cats....thats it & the Military ball.
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- Part 3 of (Mission: Milk Formula)
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Reader is wounded as a result of a mission gone haywire. Faced with their own reluctance to accept help, Reader initially keeps their emotional walls high, determined to carry the weight of their burdens alone. Slowly but surely, through shared moments of vulnerability and quiet intimacy, the main character learns the power of trust and opens their heart to Captain Price.
(Reader is not referenced by any gender-specific pronouns! But I also don't use Y/N. Idk it works just trust me.)
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John and Y/N are having a cosy Saturday at home, even after Y/N's book haul turns up. Being the ever perfect boyfriend, John indulges her hobby, listening to her whilst falling for her all over again.
Pure bookish, sweet and comforting vibes!
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After being dragged back into her old profession, our protagonist tries to get her revenge hand in hand (mostly) with Ghost.
It’s strange how the past comes back to haunt us in ways and at times we do not expect.
This work was heavily inspired by the Spotify playlist “simon ‘ghost’ riley vibes | cod mw2” by Lou. Each chapter has a song in the begginning I recommend listening to on loop while reading (if it doesn’t distract you).
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https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4OPBWp3IfzSi5N1cEm2z7m?si=irBVgM60TaCoc_AsQ0lOKw&pi=McTNB0yCTTm1b-
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chapter 3
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Just some drabbles and brain rot of the 141, Simon Riley specifically, as firefighters.
Edit: 2/24/24 There's no real story or exact pairing. Just whatever comes out of my brainbox.
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He recognizes the zenom in his voice as the next words are spit out with a vitriol meant to be lethal, “I’ve never begged for anything John, either you’re lying to me or– no! You have to be lying because there is no reality where I would beg for anything, not even you!”
John didn’t say anything in response, still just gazing at him with those soft eyes. Those stupid soft eyes. He can’t even escape them because even at night when he lays in his bed alone, he imagines them. It drove him to the point of madness where he would lay awake at night, imagining what it would be like for John to cradle him like he was just moments ago. Those strong arms around him, pulling him close and whispering sweet nothings to him like nothing else mattered in the world. Just them. No warzones, no nothing, just them under the duvet– a lazy Saturday morning just like this one.
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Or Joseph Rhodes did not expect to wake up with Johnathan Price of all people in his bed after a night at the pub. Deeply humiliated, Joseph responds in the only way he knows how to.