Bunny Here Is Tempted To Write The Typical Super Basic “daddy Can You Pass Me That” Table Scene With

"match my freak!" match my sweetness. match my benevolence. match my empathy. match my ability to feel emotions so deeply it tears me apart from the inside out

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

Older gruff daddy with a scruffy beard & tired expression from a long day at work that let’s me sit on his lap and ramble on about my day while gently caressing my hair ♡

have two dbf!john price reqs im currently working on, can’t wait to post them, in the meantime, i neeed to write more stuff about him :( send your bunny more dbf old dilf price reqs or ideas please 🍰🐰

captain price was a man full of energy, he had no intention of retiring anytime soon — his role as a captain, a soldier, a leader who could make anyone tremble in their tracks with a single lowly spoken order, or even a glance of his eyes. Intimidating, gruff, charismatic, he thrived on the effect he had on anyone. Such an important and authoritative man deserved a distraction though, something to indulge his free time in, something he could use his dominance for without needing to hold a rifle or a weapon.

what other way than teaming up with his mates, his good ol’ soldiers, to open up a bar. Not any local bar, nothing as filthy and disgusting as the ones you could find hidden all over the secretive streets of London. No, something classy, something quiet, neat, where busy people like him could spend some spare time drinking whiskey and smoking cigars, to embrace a oh, so deserved break from his intense job. Once opened, bar “141” had found itself a brooding, bulky captain as owner and — therefore — boss.

and when the sweet, shy, innocent girl who’d been looking for a part time job to pay off her student loans found the newly-opened bar, what better opportunity than trying to walk past her shyness and actually ask if they “needed someone to serve drinks, sir?”

and who was captain price, a true gentleman, to deny that delicate, innocent bunny who’d stumbled upon his bar and was now looking up at him with her doe, shimmering eyes? Oh he could use a pretty thing like her, just having her walking around those walls would be enough. He’d make sure she was safe and settled, taken care for.

“need anything you have to offer me, sweet thing. Welcome to 141”

Needd 🧸🧸🧸

dads best friend old man!john price who meets his teammate’s young, sweet and shy little daughter when he’s invited home to have a casual dinner with his longtime friend and colleague.

he knew his friend had a daughter, he’d heard about you but he’d never seen you — and when he came in, he saw how dollish and innocent you actually looked, perched comfortably on the sofa with a strawberry lemonade in your hand and an open book on your lap, bare legs cuddled underneath your butt, thighs barely covered by your soft, flowery skirt as you were mindlessly reading your lovely book — barely of age, a little bunny minding her comfort in her little cozy space. you lifted your angelic face from your book only to be met with that military veteran, all rugged looks, intimidating with his buff and muscular body, his thick, dark hair and graying beard — unable to hide your evident blushing cheeks, blossoming into a vibrant and bright red, you only gave him a polite, timid smile, quickly darting your head down and hide behind the pages, with a fluttering heart beating fast in your chest.

john let his eyes slowly travel over your figure, the string of curious amusement pulling at the corner of his lips, making his mustache twitch slightly — such a little pretty thing you were, ribbons in your hair and big, doe eyes, you really must’ve been your father’s precious darling, looking like the most innocent bunny he’d ever seen, so young

only the voice of your father calling him from the kitchen and telling him to come have a beer with him pulled his attention away from you, and with one last lazy, shameless glance over you, he began walking steadily and confidently towards the kitchen, leaving you in flames, burning red and staring at the way the muscles of his back flexed with every movement, his broad shoulders stretching underneath his shirt — he was the most attractive and charming man you’d ever seen, mature looking and handsomely seasoned, and definitely too old, maybe even older than your own father’s age (perfect for you)

with a tiny, silent breath, you blinked down at the book again, trying to jump right back into that forbidden love story you’d been reading, and to not imagine your dad’s best friend as the main love interest, who just so happened to be too much older than the girl protagonist and more that twice her age :)

Dbf!john is soooooo father figure by George Michael

૮꒰ྀི ⸝⸝․․⸝⸝ ྀི꒱ა oh yes angel you get me!! old man dbf!john price is sooo father figure coded! I <3 this song 𐙚݁˖ ❀ ⋆｡˚

“That's all you wanted Something special, someone sacred In your life Just for one moment To be warm and naked At my side,

I will be your father figure Put your tiny hand in mine I will be your preacher teacher Anything you have in mind”

dilf old man!vampire john price who doesn’t want to leave his sweet, little girl home alone at night, so he takes her to one of his monthly meetings with the few other vampires he knows in the city. you, being the shy and timid bunny you are, are scared at first, but john keeps a keen eye on you all the time, hand wrapped around your waist protectively (possessively), as he introduces you to his former military teammates, never fully focused on any conversation he’s having because he keeps his attention on you solely, sitting on his lap — he doesn’t want you to feel more out of place than you already do, so he gives you some strawberry juice to sip in a crystal glass, to match the dark red liquid he’s drinking from his glass.

“is that…?” your voice trails off, worry and your emophobia crawling in your scaredy bunny heart — but he places a hand on your thigh, comforting you as he caresses your skin. “easy, easy, love, s’just once a month, dont worry fawn.”

he’s promised you he would stop drinking it unless it was from you (offered willingly) or from bad, mean criminals he and his task force captured :,(

everyone treats you with respect because you're captain john price’s sweet girl, they can’t dare to lay a finger or even their eyes on the oldest, well respected vampire’s personal bunny. but you’re so young, you barely look legal, and john is a silver fox, some guest even mistook you as his daughter when they first saw you with him :( he’s so proud of the huge age gap between you two :)

“where did you guys meet?” a vampire smiles at you friendly, to which you smile back while fidgeting with your cross necklace. “at church”

“john goes to church?”

“well, from what i’ve learnt vampires can’t enter people’s houses without being formally invited, i guess he’d been feeling pretty lonely that day, and he’d decided to visit my local church…since the house of the Lord is open to everyone, it was the only place he didn’t need to ask permission to enter.” you smile kindly at her, john’s large hand tightening around your thigh at the memory, but you can see a smug grin underneath his mustache.