Captain Price Was A Man Full Of Energy, He Had No Intention Of Retiring Anytime Soon — His Role As

Being an older man’s type is just a different level of a confidence boost. Like yes please tell me how pretty and delicate I am. And how you’re so much older than me but you can’t help but be attracted to me. Older men will tell you all the ways you make them lose their minds and that is what I need in life.

old man daddy john price coming back home from a tiring, exhausting mission and finding his sweet little bunny dolly girl like this

Levi looks so young the last time we see him. Rounded cheeks, his usual exhausted expression gone. Instead his eyes are wide, his expression almost one of childlike excitement, matching those of the kids scattered around his chair. His wings have faded and with them the weight of the world is finally off his shoulders. He finally gets to live life on his own terms.

Jus’ found your blog and omggg, I love it!! Your writing style is so amazing and cuteee and I love love love the way you write Ddlg!! Keep up the great work and again love your work and vibe!! 🩷🩷

thank you so much confetti cupcake im flattered and blushing !!!🩷🩷

hi lovelies, please request something I wanna write about daddy price sooo bad give me ideas pretty please 🐇

”is that what you’re wearing today, doll?”

“yes, why, you don’t like it daddy?🥺”

“your dad fine with that?”

“go ask him, sir, you’re his best friend”

“the thighs, off. in my pocket, now”

“you’re gonna keep them?”

“yeah, just like I’m gonna keep you tied to my office chair if you don’t stop teasing me. behave, sweetheart”

Hello Bunny dear, I wanted to ask if you would like to make a series out of Knight! Price and Princess!Reader. The story is really lovely, and I would love to read it. It's okay if you don't want to, and I really love your writing. Hope you are having a lovely day. ❤️🫂

hi cupcake, please I need to know whose puppy is that on your pic, cause im in love with him!

i have maaany other ideas to scribble down, such as dad’s best friend price lol, buuuut i will also definitely make a lil series out of knight price if you’d like, I simply love the knight x princess trope and here again I also have many thought pieces about it !!<333

thank you for your kind words, ily and that puppy, if it’s yours, tell him I said hi, please! God bless you, mwah, xoxo <33333333

— Bunny🐇

u post so frequently ahh!! you really do keep us well fed here bunny ty (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

make sure to be taking breaks too if u need them! love ur work

now that you mention it can you open your arms so I can hop in, cuddle and just rest? i don’t snore, i just need many pillows to stay comfortable

thank you sm teddy bear im honestly happy someone has noticed i try to post as often as possible, but ily for your concern and thank you for the kind words, i will!! enjoy the fresh and warm treats and stay well fed <3333🍰 God bless you mwah

— bunny🐇

dilf old man!john price accidentally turns off his cigar by pressing it against the palm of that prick who claims to have accidentally brushed his hand against your butt by mistake, but ‘didn’t mean to’.

you squeal like a startled bunny when you feel something against your skirt, and turn around with doe, worried eyes — a pair of hands shoot upwards, and you’re met with the not so earnest apologetic expression of a guy you don’t know, who blurts a “sorry, miss, didn’t meant to, bumped into you by accident”

you quickly shake your head, giving him a polite smile, kind, well mannered. too kind for your own good, never wanting to cause trouble “it’s alright, don’t worry”

but john sees and knows everything concerning you, he’s attentive of your surroundings, needs to be always on alert for his sweet, little bunny girl. and he knows that prick didn’t touch you by mistake.

the moment you turn around and shift away, busy sipping on your strawberry matcha like the epitome of innocence, john moves to stand behind that guy.

his hiss of pain falls on deaf ears when john brushes next to him, almost as imperceptible as the slight flick of john’s wrist, imprinting a cigar burn into that guy’s hand. he instantly withdraws his hand, blurting out thick curses as gray ash burns around a red mark on his skin.

“careful where you put your hands,” john’s voice sounds deep, rough in a lethal way, menacing and rough. he barely leans towards the guy’s ear, standing tall and intimidating, the double entendre of his words clear. if he’s not careful he might get more than a simple cigar burn.