John Price’s wife works in animal rehabilitation and he suffers for it.
John just has to accept that sometimes he’ll come home to some new exotic something on their property, and there’s nothing he can do about it, because because he knows if it comes down to him or the critters, she’ll pick the critters every time.
He can’t get a full night’s sleep because his wife has to get and bottle feed a baby fox every two hours.
Had to trash hundreds of dollars worth of clothes because a honey badger escaped his enclosure, broke into their house and shredded their laundry.
He once came into an important meeting with a long gash near his eye, not because of anything military related, but because his wife’s emu got jealous.
you ask, i deliver! here's ghost.. maybe not quite moaning, but something close enough ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) whole thing lovingly crafted from his official voicelines.
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Simon riley x reader | fluff | Warnings: none I was listening to “your universe” by Rico Blanco and i can’t help but to think about Ghost :(
In the shadowed side of dangerous missions, Simon "Ghost" Riley was a beacon of enigma. With a reputation that whispered of mysterious and skillful, he moved through the shadows with a grace that seemed unchallenging. But beneath the tactical facade, even a soldier like Ghost yearned for love that transcended the havoc.
Among the chaos of a world teetering on the edge, You his darling who stood as a brilliant support and light that Ghost found himself uncontrollably drawn to. The danger was always present, but so was the undeniable connection of shared laughter, quiet conversations, and stolen moments of vulnerability. It was a fragile balance, a dance between a fierce commitment to duty and the yearning for something more.
Ghost found himself seated beside you, your forms illuminated by the soft glow of the moon. The crackle of the campfire serenaded your words, as you spoke of dreams that would exist if you weren’t in the military.
“I'll ask the stars above, 'How did I win your love?”
The words were a reflection of Simon’s own thoughts, a feeling he had never dared to voice. His eyes met yours, and in that instant, the veil of invincibility that he often wore shattered, revealing the man who longed for love as deeply as anyone else no matter how he rejected affection.
You two shared a comfortable silence, you never answered his question because you know that deep down he knows the answer. the crackling fire seemed to fade into the background, leaving only the symphony of emotions that lingered between the two of you. Ghost's gloved hand found yours, fingers intertwining as if in silent agreement that the world could wait, just for a moment.
“I don't think that you even realize the joy you make me feel when I'm inside your universe” you gripped into his hand as if he’ll let go.
Ghost had always thought that he will never find someone, but you had proven otherwise. In the heart of uncertainty, you had become the steadfast star in his sky.
In a world where danger was everywhere and tomorrow was never guaranteed, you and Simon found a connection that defied the odds. Through whispered conversations and fleeting touches, they formed a bond that transcended the chaos of reality.
Ghost leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a promise that needed no words. In the constellations of the night sky, amidst the commotion of the world, love had found its place—a universe between the two of you.
It's so crazy to me when people write John Price as old and incapable of understanding technology because this man is literally in the special forces. I think not knowing how technology works would be a huge hindrance to his career lol. I live near a military base and have met a few service members who are Price's age or older and they are usually better with technology than I am lol. But yet I'll still see people writing in fics that Price likely needs help to send texts because he doesn't understand it.
For real. He's probably super savvy with tech. I mean all that gear they use, night vision, heat vision and all sorts of things.
I think it must come from young writers, when you're like 18-20 someone almost 40 is "old".
I'm in no way trying to dissuade people from writing for him or him being the older man in the x reader story, I just find it a bit frustrating and unrealistic that people write someone his age as some bumbling idiot with technology and other modern parts of life.
He‘s such a cutie. How can y‘all hate him?😭
them big ol’ eyes
Ghost is just mad he's losing at Mario Kart
my biggest crush omg