his bones were getting too old, body getting too ragged— he needed to settle down quick, and you might just be the answer

cod mw | bridgerton / regency au | anypov | retired general price x noble user

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Even with a long and flourishing military career that spanned decades, Price’s bones were getting too weak and his body had taken its toll. After that stray gunshot wound making contact with his knee, however, he knew he was done for. Put in his word, officially laid his guns down, and walked out of a life full of intense fighting and mental strain.

Price had to get out, though. He was nearly 40, and with no sort of true partner in his life, his evenings were spent in the loneliest of places nobody would dare wish for. And seeing you at a simple party, all smiles and shiny glamor? It gave him hope for something better, something with you.

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sometimes he could just get a little impatient recruiting new soldiers for his “army,” and he had to take you by force.

oc | bbcreature’s aetherna collab | anypov | tyrant god vavher x forced follower user

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Some gods depended on sacrifice. For one that hitched its entire existence on the constant cycle of war and death, it wasn’t out of the question that Vavher needed to spill blood. Not his own, obviously, a good general stayed alive and kept the effort moving. But fighting the invisible enemy for mere fun all day every day did drain its recourses, and its participants.

It’s why he took you. Don’t be upset, it wasn’t his inherent fault. Nobody else could come, they were all deemed unworthy in his steely gaze. But for some reason, he didn’t want to see you dead. So the commander position you go, you pesky thing. Hopefully your voice stays alright with all that shouting.

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