#{{ john

He practically pounces on you, stripping himself bare of his clothes and then yours.

His muscles ache but he missed his love way too much to care, his face smushed against your cheek, growling in your ear as he thrusts.

His thick meaty tip keeps ramming itself against your soft velvety cervix, making your head swim deliciously.

"John! Don't stop im gonna cumimgonnacumimgonnacum— cumming!"

You moaned, clawing at his broad back, his hips slamming into your pelvis harder and harder.

He lets out a groan, feeling his orgasm approaching fast, the coil in his belly snaps as he fills you up with warm gooey semen.

You're both left panting as you hold eachother on the couch

now, since price took an early retirement few years ago, he had been eating well thanks to you. at first he availed his free time to fix as much things as he could in your house, renovating your yard and building your pool like he promised you when he was still working. but now that all of this was done, he became a professional in couch rotting.

he absolutely hated it, even as you assured him over and over that he was perfectly fine, and that he needed it, he still felt useless.

to not make it any better, john noticed that he was slowly loosing his muscles and a pouch of fat was starting to be noticeable in his lower abdomen. he was slower than before, wincing when getting up from the couch and he now necessarily needed his glasses to read.

however, he couldn’t help but love your delighted expression as you came home, happy to see him healthy and alive, clearly traumatised from all the years you spent waiting for him to come back from deployment. you'd hug him tightly and sigh contently at the feeling of his heartbeat against your temple.

Something I drew listening to part 58,

I'm always listening to them with delay, wanted to fall behind and then listen to a couple parts at once but I was curious so it didn't work :j

(btw I opened commissions :D so message me if you want me to draw sth for you!)

In case you missed it- my artwork for @promstuck2025! the homestucks are arriving at the venue 🌙

Husband!John Price where its always "well, my missus'..." When the 141 is around, or pretty much anyone for the most part. Doesn't matter what it is, his missus does it better than other of the other mens.

Soap's sitting at the crews usual lunch spot with the crew, complaining about the slop of a lunch he was packed this morning. Two slices of bread, a slab of ham, and and orange. His lady was upset with him, something about him keeping the toilet seat up one too many times. Silence came from price as he chewed his warm meal, Gaz gave him a soft sorry, Simon just groaned. "Aw, mate, my missus 'd never." He simply compared, with a chuckle, taking another spoonful of the warm pot roast you had made just for him, mashed potatoes and asparagus on the side, homemade lemon poppy seed muffin waiting for him to finish him main course, sweet little note read once or twice already. Leaning back with that idiotic smirk on his face, knowing he won a nonexistent battle inside of his head. Reaching for a cloth napkin, a dark green.

"Even got my own napkin." Throwing it on the table after wiping his mouth, all Soap could do was stare at the stupid hand sewn "J.P" Initials on the right corner of the square fabric. Embroidered red heart followed right behind. Soaps sandwich already has his fingers deeply imprinted onto both sides of the bread. Fucking bragging piece of shit.

Synopsis- you're babying Him!!!

Tw- teeth rottening stuff!!!! FLUFFFF AHHHHH, f!reader, not capitalised names?

Pairings- Dean Di Laurentis; John Logan x f!reader (individually)

A/n- I need dean or john to hug me and coo soft praises whilst he peppers kisses on my neck, please someone turn this into a fanfic please and tag me?? Please..

Credits to @cursed-carmine for the dividers, they're really cute!

NOT PROOFREAD BTWWWW!!! srry if there are any mistakesss!!!

Dean Di Laurentis!

Ok, this man, he is NOT the nonchalant type, he will speak and show that he WANTSSS to be babied!!

"wait, you missed this spot" Dean says, pointing to his face as you lean down again to peck him on that spot, "And this spot too!" "I've kissed you on your lips 20 times?!" You laugh, "Not enough though!" You mutter a 'fine' as you lean down again to peck him on his lips while he wraps his arms around your waist as you both giggle, "Also, can you do the thing you do that makes me sleep" you scrunch up your face, "And what's that?" "I dunno, you do something to my hair and- oh yeah yeah like that mhmm" he hums as you start to run your fingers through his hair

John Logan!

He's definitely the person who'll get a bit confused when you baby him but he'll let you do it and get obsessed with it!!

"The colour's not showinggg!!" You whine as you rub the red lipstick all over your lips, grabbing Logan's face with both your hands as you press a hard kiss on his cheek, "Woah, wanna get me all marked up?" He chuckles, "mhmm! I do!" You say as you pull back, smiling as you see his face perfectly covered in your kiss marks, "You look soo pretty" he grins as you say that. Suddenly, you gently grab his arms, wrapping them around your waist as you pull him in a kiss, both of you taking short breaths in between, "Bossy? I kinda really like it" he says as your fingers play with his hair, "I wanna do this everyday.." he murmurs "We can do this everyday" his eyes meet yours as your fingers stop playing with his hair, "Really?... Ok wait- no that's not-" he sighs as you burst out laughing at his adorable reaction.