#Rudy Parra my love

[creptolli]

CoD Characters in PJO Cabins (Pt.2)

Reminder: Likely doesn’t make sense PJO timeline/storyline !!

Already done: Ghost, Soap and Alex o(｀ω´ )o

Rudy Parra

(my baby)

Child of Hera (Goddess of marriage, family, and the protector of women) - Cabin 2 (Wait wait let me explain-)

Practically, Rudy is a Demi-God who was unclaimed for around 6 years. Him and Alejandro came at the same time when they were very young as they were already friends and both just so happened to be Demi-gods (convenient, I know).

while Alejandro quickly got claimed by Ares, Rudy was stuck in the Hermes cabin (Cabin 11). After the sixth year, he was sick of being stuck in a cabin full of people who were plotting as if he wasn’t there - or worse, trying to recruit him for Kronos. So, in order to flee these children of Hermes, he decided to dedicate his worshipping and sacrifices to Hera. While yes, he clearly wasn’t her son as she doesn’t have any children with mortals, she eventually gave in and claimed him. (Yes, even if she isn’t actually his mother, she can claim him. It’s not a necessarily ‘stable’ system.)

At first, many other campers thought he was ‘weird’ or a ‘fraud’ for this, however people’s opinions on him quickly changed across the first few months. He worked up a good reputation, many ending up looking up to him.

Despite following Hera, he heavily enjoyed archery. He was pretty good at it as well, unfortunately it was not natural. Unlucky, that could have been a pointer to his godly parent. All Rudy did know was that his godly parent was his mother, his father being mortal. Or at least by typical standards, with these gods you could never know.

He quickly assisted the children of Apollo in training kids, especially unclaimed kids, how to properly shoot a bow. That’s the key reasons kids started looking up to him, that and his very threatening best friend - Alejandro. Who everyone feared (in a respectful way).

[forsaire]

Old friends

Chapter 17 of Please Say You Love Me now posted 🙌

Johnny recognized them as Rudy and Alejandro. As they approached the table, he and Simon stood up.

“It’s good to see you, hermano!” Alejandro cried out happily. Before Johnny knew what was happening, he was being pulled into strong arms as Alejandro collided their bodies together into a hug. After a moment of shock, Johnny brought his arms up and hugged back.

It was rough but kind, jovial and excited.

After a few seconds, Alejandro pulled back, continuing to keep his hands on Jonny’s shoulders. He smiled warmly, his welcoming demeanour flowing straight from his heart. His eyes flicked to the side.

“Nice hair,” Alejandro joked, gently letting one of the strands slide through his fingers.

“Aye…” Johnny chuckled. “So I’ve been told.”

Alejandro stepped to the side and focused his attention on Simon. Rudy took his place in front of Johnny and also pulled him into a hug, this one more gentle.

“I’m Rudy,” he said as he pulled back from the hug. He gestured towards Alejandro. “And that one’s Alejandro, since he never actually introduced himself.” Alejandro was happily chatting and gesturing to Simon.

Something inside Johnny stirred awake, giving him vague feelings of trust, friendliness, and loyalty.

“It’s good to meet you,” Johnny said, faltering only slightly. “Or… see you again.”

“You too.” His smile was genuine and his words sincere.

“You guys ate?” Alejandro asked, gesturing towards the taco stand.

“We did.”

“Fantástico! C’mon, we parked around the side.”

“Oh,” Johnny said, briefly glancing back at Simon in faint surprise. “Where are we going?”

A wide smile spread across Alejandro’s face, its devious nature eliciting concern in any other instance. With a wave, they followed Alejandro and Rudy back to their vehicle, slipping into the backseats of the black Jeep.

Even Simon seemed a bit surprised by this as he settled into the seat. “New car?” he asked, clipping in his seatbelt.

“Sí,” Alejandro responded. He pulled out of their parking spot and began to drive down the street. “But it’s still technically the property of Los Vaqueros. Something not so noticeable. Still armoured though.”

“Naturally.”

Rudy turned around in his seat so he could look at Johnny in the back. “Have you been told what we do?”

Johnny shimmied forward so he could better lean into the space between the front seats. “I’ve been told you’re also in the military. Los Vaqueros. What’s that mean?”

“The cowboys,” Rudy answered with a prideful smile.

“So… you actually ride horses…? Cowboy hats and lassos and all that…?”

Rudy barked out a laugh and levelled his teasing gaze at Alejandro. “My family owned a ranch,” he said, “so I know how to ride one, but Alé here,” he playfully punched Alejandro’s arm, “he seems to be riding challenged.”

Alejandro briefly glanced over to the side, his glare deadly and with little amusement. “Take it easy now…” He then tried to catch Johnny’s eye in the rearview mirror. “Cowboys in the sense of gunslingers. Living on the road. Doing right by others. Those kind of cowboys. And anyway, Mexicans were the first cowboys before the gringos stole the idea, like they steal most other things. I’m keeping the Mexican tradition alive, honouring our ancestors.”

Johnny was quiet for a second.

“…so… no horses?”

“No horses!” Alejandro huffed out, causing the rest of the car to laugh.

“I do keep telling him that maybe he should try the assless chaps to look like a real cowboy!” Rudy teased.

“Cállate!” Alejandro hissed which only filled Rudy with more gleeful laughter.

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Full chapter <3

Art by vipyaa_art

[lefttoesucker]

They call us Los Vaqueros... Cowboys

And all of them individually <3

[s0fter-sin]

watching the valeria interrogation again and when alejandro says, “you disgrace the army”, rudy steps forward but when alejandro looks over his shoulder at him and says, “and your brothers, no?” he steps back again, almost like he’s trying to pull himself out of the conversation

alejandro leans in close to her and rudy reacts like he wants to pull him away, to protect him from her and from her words, but when he brings up that valeria hurt him too, betrayed him too, rudy retreats like he doesn't want to be reminded of it

it's alejandro who keeps valeria talking about the past, who prompts her to say more when simply saying she's ex-military would've been enough. they bait each other, valeria far more successfully than alejandro; she’s essentially running the interrogation

this speaks volumes of rudy’s interjection of, “he (the son of la areña) was supposed to go to prison”. he’s getting short; cutting off valeria and her excuses, not to redirect them back to the point of the interrogation but bc he’s done with her. rudy’s terser with her, more obviously angry, than he is with an actual terrorist

alejandro can't get past their history; let's himself get pulled off track and compromised but not be he's more upset than rudy. rudy has just repressed the hell out of it; if he doesn't think about it then it didn't happen

but now, he's suddenly being confronted with it head on

"you disgrace the army," is generalised; valeria didn't just hurt rudy, she hurt all of them. it's easier to take

"and your brothers," calls rudy out directly for his pain; pain alejandro wants retribution for and he doesn't want to face it, doesn't want to admit to it bc he doesn’t want to have to feel it

[mrcassiope]

Teen!AleRudy :3 !! I never drew the two before but they are one of my favorite cod ships <3

[cerise-on-top]

I love your writing so much, you really captured who the Cod Men are 💜💜

Can I request Rudy with an S/O who likes to steal their clothing? Like I just know this man has soft hoodies and nice button-up shirts that we can use

Thank you 💜

Thank you, I try to write a mix of what I think the requester wants and how the CoD people would genuinely react to something! It's not always easy, but I try! And that's a really cute request! Rodolfo's been getting quite some love as of late, which is nice!

Rodolfo with a Clothes-Thief!Reader

When thinking about the relationship he has with you, Rodolfo thinks about many things: Spoonfeeding you some of his sorbet, cuddling under the blankets while drinking hot cocoa on a cold winter evening, kissing each other on the forehead during soft moments. He doesn’t really consider the bad things a relationship could bring all that often, being fairly romantic and wanting to live those soft and sweet moments with you, as well as remembering them in as much detail as he can. This changes when he notices you, who could usually do no wrong, waltzing around in your home wearing one of his hoodies. And I agree with you, his hoodies are very soft and warm since the fabric is important to him. He also makes sure they stay soft and comfortable since he always thought he’d be the only one wearing them. You opened his eyes, you are a thief.

When he sees you washing the dishes wearing one of his gray hoodies, he’ll simply stare at you for a moment, thinking about whether or not it’s real. He completely forgot that he, too, could be a victim of a relationship and lose his beloved clothing to his beloved criminal. If it’s a chilly morning, then he’ll simply walk up to you and hug you from behind. If he’s feeling especially mischievous, then he’ll put his hands under his article of clothing and onto your tummy so you can feel his cold hands. But that is unlikely to happen. Still! You need to be considerate of your partner as well! If you’re cold he is cold, put him in a blanket burrito!

While he knows exactly who this hoodie or sweater belongs to, he will ask you where you got it from, claiming that you’ve got a nice taste in fashion with a gentle smile. You can then either tell the truth or lie to him. The truth will earn you a chuckle and a kiss to your temple. Lie to him and he’ll interrogate you where you got it from. But eventually he will also ask you if you like his clothing that much. If you do, then you’re more than welcome to take it if he doesn’t need it that day. That extends to things that aren’t just sweaters or hoodies as well. Granted, he isn’t the most fashionable guy, but if he likes something enough he’ll usually buy it and look good in it as well. If you like his shirts as well, then sure, go for it. If it fits, then you can wear it. His clothing is, for the most part, fairly neutral. Lots of grays and lots of blues, so he prefers colder colors over warmer ones. There aren’t many motifs on his shirts, maybe some white palm leaves, but that’s about it.

If he sees you’ve really taken a liking to his clothing, then he’ll buy some more things he thinks you might enjoy, wear them every once in a while, and leave the rest up to you. He sort of does like seeing you in his clothing, in all honesty. You look snug and comfortable in it, plus it gives him the feeling that you do really really like him. When the two of you are roughly the same size, he’ll wear a sweater of yours as well from time to time, just to get some revenge and maybe feel as though you’re with him at that moment. It’s got your scent on it, and what else could be more precious in your absence? In fact, he’ll even give your big pink sweater a try if he really feels like it. You make him feel more comfortable in his skin, so he might even wear stuff like a hot pink and walk up to you so you can see him. If he looks ridiculous to you, he’ll be a bit nervous but laugh alongside you, if you compliment him and coo over how cute he looks, he’ll be a bit flustered and give you a shy smile. So yeah, if the both of you have been with each other for long enough and are comfortable enough, then the clothes stealing will go both ways, if possible.

Rodolfo might try to buy an extra oversized sweater so he can see if the both of you can fit underneath it. Yes, he hides that sweater for quite some time as he’s afraid you’ll laugh at him, but he really does want to try it some time. Maybe it’ll be fun. Maybe it’ll be pleasant. And if it’s neither of those things you have another oversized sweater to call your own. Sometimes you might even go clothes shopping together, just to see which parts of your wardrobe you can share together.

[soaqrudyz]

soap is white and mexican but he doesn’t look mexican at all

he didn’t really hide it, he just didn’t outright tell anyone, and anyway it was in his file so he didn’t feel the need to advertise it. he spoke spanish well enough bc of his grandma’s insistence that all her children teach their children as to not forget their heritage, it was a fun little tidbit that he kept close to himself, so when las almas came around and he grew closer to the vaqueros, he figured he’d play a little prank

it was harmless! they’d go about the day as they usually do, and then out of nowhere he’d break into flawless spanish with ale & rudy and have a good long laugh at how stunned they’d be. it all goes according to plan until rudy, clueless, starts positively gushing ab him and his smile and his silly accent right in front of his face. he has no clue what to do other than to act like he has no idea what rudy’s saying, so that’s what he does. it goes on like that for weeks - rudy talking ab his muscles or his eyes and him pretending he wasn’t blushing up to his ears

it comes to a head in the middle of a shootout, they aren’t advancing and the enemy aren’t retreating and they need something big fast. alejandro calls to some stray vaqueros to move their position so soap could throw actual bricks of c4 at them like a madman and light them up from behind his cover. his mistake? he doesn’t wait for ale to relay it to him in english, he just goes and does it once their comrades were clear. there’s a moment of confused (and mortified if you count rodolfo, who was directly to his right) eye contact, then the explosion, then nothing. they corner him when he gets back to base and he’s forced to tell them everything. alejandro laughs and compliments his pronunciation before leaving him and rudy to talk it out.

he ends up with a bruise on his arm from where the older punched him, and a few hickies that poke out from just beneath his shirt collar

[bug-bites]

whatcha lookin at buddy? :3

tw: none!! just some silly fluffy romantic hcs, also not edited bc im just an eepy lil guy

pairing: rodolfo "rudy" parra x gn!reader

summary: uhhh your boyfriend shares his silly little late night habit with you or something

characters: rodolfo "rudy" parra

notes: i never know what to title these things also i know the formatting is ugly!! i wrote this in my notes app and was too lazy to make it look decent,, <(＿　＿)>

rudy never was one to sleep early, in all honesty he seemed to do the complete opposite. he would always go to bed hours later after you. you never understood why.

it wasn't anything that made you suspicious, he wouldnt go far, most of the time he would still be at home, just outside. it was just odd, but it didnt seem like anything bad?

one night you woke up and there was an unfamiliar emptiness beside you, rudy wasnt there next to you like he was right before you fell asleep

its the middle of the night what else would this guy be doing at 2am??

so you're panicking a bit, you wake up and your boyfriend isnt next to you. sure maybe hes just pissing but you're tired and logic isnt the first thing that comes to mind

you call out for him, your throat a bit dry after you've just woken up and it comes out a bit more panicked than you intended

you sit up, eyes scanning the room looking for him- any sign of him

a sigh of relief leaves your lips, he's there. he's in your bedroom, back turned to you as he gazes upwards, out the window.

as soon as he hears his name his head whips around, why are you panicking?? whats going on?? did something happen? did you have a nightmare? most importantly, are you okay?

but he hears your sigh and you mumble something under your breath. he closes the curtains and walks towards you, gently cupping your cheek

"qué pasa?" "sorry i just- you weren't next to me and i just panicked" "nothing to be sorry for."

his voice is soft, barely above a whisper. he runs his thumb along your cheekbone, holding your cheek so tenderly it feels like you're about to melt

"it's okay. im right here."

"what were you doing?" you ask him, its about damn time he tells you anyways and you're getting curious about his strange nighttime habit "you'll find out tomorrow. its better if its a surprise." he kisses your forehead and climbs back into bed with you. "what if i dont want it to be a surprise?" "well thats not up to you. now go to sleep, cariño"

one his arms snake around your waist, the other making its way under your head, like a pillow but better

the next night, as soon as it gets dark he finally lets you in on his not so secret secret.

he grabs your hand, your fingers intertwining with his and leads you outside to a picnic blanket

"its a bit late for a picnic." you say with a yawn

he rolls his eyes as he walks over to the blanket, lying down flat on his back. you do the same, curious to what his next move was.

"stop looking at me and look up" he says with a chuckle

you listen to him and look up, hundreds of stars scattered in the distant sky. its calm, the sounds of the crickets chirping, his hand in yours, your back flat against the picnic blanket, its so serene you almost forget to breathe

"i used to do this all the time when i was younger." rudy says, breaking the silence "i would set up a mat outside and me and alejandro would lie there for hours until my mamá would yell at us to come back inside"

you look over at him, just for a second and catch him smiling as he reminisces

"i like to look at the stars when i get overwhelmed. reminds me i how small i am in the universe" "thats a bit melancholic, dont you think? the idea that we're so much smaller than the universe. like we dont matter as much as we think" you say, "i dont think of it like that. its like the world is bigger than my problems, it continues and theres so much more than just my troubles." he replies, eyes fixated on the stars "well when you put it that way, it sounds pretty nice"

the next few minutes are spent with rudy teaching you some basic constellations like the big and small dipper and then moves onto the more complex ones like ursa minor, andromeda and orion.

each constellation he points out comes with a story, as great as they look you cant help but watch him as he tells you all about them. its something he loves so deeply, you can tell from the way the corners of his mouth turn upwards as he describes them to you, the look of amazement in his eyes even though he's seen the stars hundreds of times. you cant help but fall more for him with every word he says

"i wish we met earlier. before when i was younger you could see so much more than just ...this. i wish i could've shown it to you" his tone becomes slightly bittersweet.

you don't exactly know what to say, you just wrap an arm around his torso, you mutter a soft "i know" right before you press a kiss to his cheek

the next time you two go stargazing its when you go camping together, although sure its not just in your backyard its as close as you can get with just enough clarity in the sky to see everything rudy wanted to show you :]

taglist: @pygm4li0n

[rinnyman]

Spotify Headcanons pt. 2

At long last!

Part one here. Part three

Disclaimer: I ship Alejandro and Rudy so I wrote it in’s as a poly relationship but if you don’t like it that way you don’t have to read it like that. Laswell in this is completely platonic btw.

Alejandro

Definitely has a lot of Latin-American music on his playlist.

Probs has country music as well but prefers music without lyrics

Has lot of slow music so he can play if while cooking with his partners and dance with you or Rudy in the kitchen while they food simmers or burns

The three of you would end up laughing and order something off of DoorDash instead.

He will listen to what you sent him but he’s secretly glad he has Spotify Premium because he’s skipping the songs he doesn’t like.

Rudy

Mostly country and Latin rap

probably a little bit of rock music

He doesn’t listen to much so he isn’t sure what to send you so he just asks you what music you like and send you a playlist made for you.

He treasures the playlist you sent him but he apologizes for not listening to it.

Laswell

This woman listens to Mitski and Girl in Red and you can’t change my mind.

You will find a fair share of classical music and maybe a bit of Jazz music in her playlists.

She listens to soft music that you’d play when it’s raining or you’re studying

She definitely helps you with your homework (she calls you kiddo as a nickname)

She would smile as her wife, Anne, brings you guys fresh tea and cookies. (That woman is so sweet and make it obvious how Kate fell in love with her)

She’ll look through your playlist and smile at the songs she knows.

Horangi

Despite popular belief he does not listen to K-pop.

He actually prefers lo-fi hip hop

He has a playlist he listens to when he is getting set for missions.

He will listen to your music and save the ones he likes in a playlist with a picture of you as the cover.

Very soft boi and will sleep to his music while cuddling you

König

Lots of rock and rave music

He uses music as a way to help with his anxiety with his earbuds in when in crowds.

He has a few soft songs and when they come on this man will look at you with a dopey smile before asking you to dance.

It’s awkward at first but you guys eventually get it even if the song had ended and you were just dancing to whatever was playing now.

He tries to be gentle with you but he isn’t awkward about it.

If you send him music he saves the playlist and listens to it on deployment when he can’t sleep.

If you have anyone you’d like to see please feel free to send in an ask. I’ll gladly put them in the next one. I am doing these in groups of five.

[kaydenverse]

kinds of music call of duty character listen to but it's based off of my music taste

genre: fluff!

word count: just under 900

content warnings: none i think? just my very wild music taste projected onto my boys

a/n: i got bored and way too invested in making this to not post it so enjoy! i used my music taste as well as a little bit of my boyfriends for a little more range. also so sorry i keep just disappearing college is kicking my fucking ass.

kyle “gaz” garrick

he always has a pair of headphones on him when he can, has a mini speaker he frequently uses in his office on base, definitely listens to music the most out of the group, can't sing but he’ll sing anyways, often jams out with soap and share new songs with each other, listens to a bit of everything but tends to listen to rap, r&b, and indie (also a little bit of bedroom pop he’s got a lot of favorites okay) the most, he can do several tiktok dances pretty well but he gets embarrassed doing them in front of others, he’s very me coded

favorite artists (in no particular order):

flo millie

bruno mars

sza

the weekend

lil uzi vert

the notorious b.i.g.

some songs on his playlists:

pay day - flo milli ft rico nasty

hypnotize - the notorious b.i.g.

low - sza (he thinks this song is so underrated and so do i)

after last night - silk sonic

redbone - childish gambino

everlong - foo fighters

john "soap" mctavish

a close second on who listens to music the most, listens most when he works out and likes to have background noise while he does just about anything, loves movie soundtracks, god awful singer and proud, him and gaz singing together is torture in the funniest way possible, very wide music range but nu metal and rock are his top categories, soap loves when the whole team sits decides to sit in a conference room and wordlessly work on their paperwork together while music fills the silence between them

favorite artists (in no particular order):

beyoncé 

deftones

slipknot 

coraline soundtrack 

the smashing pumpkins 

poppy (hear him and me out okay)

some songs on his playlists:

bloodmoney - poppy

me, myself, and i - beyoncé 

bullet with butterfly wings - the smashing pumpkins 

cha cha - freddie dredd 

other father song - they might be giants (yes the coraline song. it’s good okay.)

clay - the garden

simon "ghost" riley

does like music quite a bit but doesn’t listen as often as gaz or soap, sometimes silence is overwhelming for him so he uses it as background noise to stay relaxed, won’t sing (he can just barely sing well like not a bad singer but he’s not getting a record deal even if he tried), has no particular favorite genre but has a decent range, he describes his music taste kinda weird but in a good way (just like me fr)

favorite artists (in no particular order):

insane clown posse 

michael jackson

pierce the veil (they’re a guilty pleasure of his)

amy winehouse (i once made a cod characters as tweets on tiktok and ghosts tweet was “amy winehouse was right, what kind of fuckery is this” and now i just hc he listens to amy)

nirvana 

type o’negative 

some songs on his playlist:

hold on till may - pierce the veil 

chicago - michael jackson 

you know i’m no good - amy winehouse 

southern nights - glen campbell (so good for what)

21 guns - green day

sugar we’re going down - fall out boy

captain john price

doesn’t often go out of his way to listen to music but still listens enough that he has favorites and keeps playlists, HAS to have his own music playing in the car if he’s driving though (which he usually is and this is a well known rule), quite the singer if he actually tries tbh but he doesn’t often try lmao, primarily like’s songs from ‘his time’ as he calls it (john you are 37 not 60), he doesn’t really have a favorite genre but will say rock if asked (doesn’t like pop much tho) 

favorite artists (in no particular order):

queen 

fleetwood mac

metallica 

black sabbath 

aerosmith (play dream on when he’s drunk and he’ll give you a full performance)

prince

some songs on his playlists: 

chain - fleetwood mac 

war pigs - black sabbath

let’s go crazy - prince

cherry bomb - the runaways

rooster - alice in chains

even flow - pearl jam

rodolfo "rudy" parra

 listens mostly when he does chores or to calm himself when he’s anxious (which is sometimes just before missions), he’s always open to new music suggestions, his singing voice is absolutely beautiful and he’ll sing and hum along as he does chores, guilty pleasure is bedroom pop and indie 

favorite artists: 

laufey

the marías  

whitney houston (he misses her so much cause me too) 

tame impala

pink panthers (because i said so)

tv girl 

some songs on his playlist: 

slow down - laufey

little by little - the marías

the blonde - tv girl

show me how - men i trust 

take a picture - filter

heart to heart - mac demarco

alejandro vargas

when he listens to music he listens to it LOUDLY, loves to have music playing at home while he cooks, he’s not sure if he’s going deaf because his profession requires him to constantly be around guns or because of how loud he listens to his music in his headphones, karaoke enjoyer, decent singer if he tries (price is a little better than him, just by a little), he’s an “anything but country” kinda guy 

favorite artists:

bad bunny

doja cat (i’m not elaborating)

kali uchis

rihanna (he can’t resist)

arctic monkeys

elton john 

songs in his playlist:

i’m still standing - elton john 

shut up and drive - rihanna 

tití me preguntó - bad bunny

bills, bills, bills - destiny’s child 

promiscuous - nelly furtado ft timbaland (yes he knows all of timbalands parts) 

poison - bell biv devoe

[foxglovecove]

@r2wedoomed wrote the most amazing lovely wonderful awesome Rudy/Ale fic and I got the privilege of illustrating this scene from it alongside @imrowanartist

No more dancing around each other, not allowed!

Anyways, highly recommend you read Dosado!

Author: @r2wedoomed Warnings: temporary major character death but not really Rating: not rated

[ivymarquis]

WIP Wednesday

I started my fall4rudy entry lmao

Tagged by @direwombat and @gaeadene my beloveds 💕

UhHHHHH we have like an hour to go, so consider this your tag (and tag ME) if you wanna do a wip Wednesday too lmao

[guardkeywolf]

Bayardo (Rodolfo) and Alain (Alejandro)

Goddammit I love them... I wanna see them again too...

[morimementa]

Rudy is canonically autistic, here's the proof:

Lives in hoodies.

Generally quiet and sticks to the background, prefers to let his partner do the talking.

Tries to be friendly, accidentally comes across as rude. ("With your mask, you will fit in well here, Ghost.")

Averages about three facial expressions during the entire game.

I don't know what this man's special interests are, but by gum, I will find them.

(Maybe it's Alejandro.)

He and Alejandro already make the perfect Extrovert with ADHD/Introvert with Autism pair.

It parallels nicely with Soap and Ghost, given that they are also ADHD/Autism.

Really, he just has that vibe.

[cerise-on-top]

Rudy with a jealous s/o? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I NEED THISS

Hello! Here you go!

Rodolfo with a Jealous!S/O

The moment he sees you’re jealous he’ll chuckle a bit but also be a bit worried. It’s nice to see that you like his attention enough to want it most of the time, but would he really be able to calm you down from your frenzy? He most likely could, but the worry is still there. At first he’d be a bit apprehensive about approaching you, especially if you’re being snappish and keep hinting at you being mad at him for spending time with someone that wasn’t you. If this doesn’t happen very often he wouldn’t know what to do, but if you’re a very jealous person and it keeps happening then he’ll have a talk with you. It’s not particularly fair to him that you always snap at him whenever he spends time with his teammates or friends, so he’ll sit you down and discuss your behavior and how you can both improve yourselves. Communication is very important to him.

If you don’t get jealous as often, then he’ll approach you after a bit and ask you what’s wrong. It’s up to you whether or not you honestly respond to him, but he’d much prefer you being upfront and honest with him. He won’t really know too well what to do if you just keep lying to him, pretending that you’re alright. Rodolfo will, however, take you to a secluded place if you’re out somewhere together and just talk to you. While he may not be the biggest fan of PDA, he would give you a small kiss, either on your lips or your cheeks, maybe even a hug if you’re especially mad, and apologize to you. He knows it likely isn’t his fault, but maybe an apology could calm you down. If it’s late and he’s been with his friends for a while now anyway then he could make time to just leave, especially if nothing important is going on anymore and the main events and conversation topics are over. However, if he has to stay for a bit longer, then he’ll apologize again, but promises you that you’ll be going back home soon enough.

Once you’re back home all of his attention is on you, if you want that. If you prefer to be left alone then he will let you be, but will check up on you once every hour and ask if you’re doing alright. But if you don’t want that then he’s more than happy to talk with you, or spend time with you in general. You wanna cuddle? Play a video game? Bake some cookies? He’s not opposed to any of those things. Because, truth be told, you being mad but quiet sort of scares him. He has to deal with loud, angry soldiers almost on a daily basis, so he knows how to put someone in their place if they’re being openly aggressive. Therefore you being so quiet is very worrisome and he’ll be on edge this entire time. As soon as you laugh again he knows he did something right, though. That’s the goal: To get you to calm down and smile, maybe laugh even. But he knows that, at the very least, it will likely be over by the time you both wake up again in the morning. If he can, then he’ll spend the next day with you. Or at least as much of it as he can.

[forsaire]

What's your favourite ABBA song? (141 + Los Vaqueros)

-(minus Ghost for contextual story reasons)

As the team enjoys American Thanksgiving on Laswell's base, Soap has a fun question to ask everyone. An unexpected member joins them.

Chapter 29 excerpt from Don't Let Me Go on ao3.

He began scarfing down the food – inhaling it, really. The whole room was bustling with delight and laughter. The energy was infectious and he looked around at the soldiers, taking in everyone’s communal moment of happiness. He enjoyed watching them be carefree. It wasn’t often that everyone was on the same page. Cheerful. Light. Satisfied.

Although Soap wished that a certain someone was sitting next to him to share this moment with.

“Favourite ABBA song?” Soap asked casually to make conversation, trying to keep his mood light.

Price furrowed his brow in disbelief at the question while Gaz looked like he was actually considering it. Rudy and Alejandro shared a look with each other.

“I can go first,” Soap offered. “Money, Money, Money. My mum had that CD and we used to play that song all the time. When you grow up dirt poor, it’s pretty cathartic to shout out.”

“What was the name of the song again?” Rudy quickly asked Alejandro before it dawned on him. “Sí, claro! Chiquitita. You know what is funny? I only ever heard the version recorded in Spanish. They had an entire Spanish album and everything. I had no clue that they were not Hispanic at all. I crossed the border for a…uh…”

“Like a spring break,” Alejandro finished.

“Yes! I was in a bar when I heard the English version for the first time. It confused the hell out of me. I thought someone had stolen the song.”

“And he wouldn’t shut up about it all night.”

“I was angry on behalf of a relatively unknown group of Spanish artists.”

“Turns out you weren’t.”

“I was not.”

Rudy smiled at the memory.

“Fernando,” Alejandro answered. “My great grandfather actually fought in the Mexican Revolution. The song made me think of what my family had been through. How I continue it to this day.”

“I think mine is S.O.S.,” Gaz said. “I let myself become pretty depressed while listening to that after a rough breakup in high school.”

“That’s your favourite song?” Soap questioned.

“Well, I can look back at it now. It’s catchy.”

“What about you?” Gaz asked, turning his attention to Price.

Price scowled grumpily. “I didn’t listen to that stuff. I’m more into the classics. Rock and roll.”

A sly smile spread across Gaz’s face and his eyes narrowed mischievously. “I don’t know, Captain. You seem like a Dancing Queen lover.”

“Absolutely,” Soap agreed enthusiastically.

“What are you talking abo-” Price started before being interrupted by a pair of hands slapping down on his shoulders, making him jump slightly. Soap looked up to see a familiar face standing behind Price.

“No, I agree,” Nikolai said, lowering himself beside Price’s head. “You really do give off Dancing Queen.”

Upon recognizing the thick Russian accent, Price’s grumpy face immediately transformed.

“Nik!” he called out happily with a wide smile on his face.

“Good to see you, Nik,” Soap said as Nik settled on the bench next to Price.

He was wearing his usual grey sweater and green jacket combo as well as loose, blue jeans. His widow’s peak seemed to get more defined each time Soap saw him. His aviator sunglasses were pulled up on the top of his slicked back, long, black hair. Around his neck he wore his signature gold chain which Soap wondered if he ever actually took off.

“I didn’t know you would be here,” Gaz said. “When’d you get in?”

“Just flew over,” Nik replied. “I had special invitation.” He turned around to give Laswell a small wave who was mingling amongst the tables, talking to the other soldiers. Nik turned back to the table, looking at everyone’s plate of food. “So, what is this, anyway?”

“American Thanksgiving.”

“Oh,” Nik said, sounding slightly disinterested. He reached over to Price’s plate and plucked a bread roll off of it. Rather than telling him off like he would have done had it been anyone one trying to pull that off, Price pushed his plate over so it sat between the two of them.

“What have you been up to?” Price asked.

“Oh, you know…” Nik said, his voice slightly muffled with food. “Working with Chimera in the Balkans. This and that. It’s classified.”

“Only good things, I hope.”

“Define good.”

“Nothing I wouldn’t do.”

“There’s nothing you wouldn’t do, John,” Nik said, smirking.

The two of them shared a knowing look filled with past secrets that the rest of them weren’t privy to. It was moments like these that always reminded Soap that Price had a lengthy and enigmatic past that started before some of them had even become adults.

Price’s face suddenly shifted in realization. He gestured over to the other side of the table.

“Sorry, I should introduce you guys,” he said. “This is Colonel Alejandro Vargas – leader of Los Vaqueros counter-terrorism unit – and his second in command, Sergeant Major Rudy Parra. Mexican Special Forces. Alejandro, Rudy, this is Nikolai.”

They reached over to shake Nik’s hand one after the other.

“Just Nikolai?” Alejandro questioned.

“That is what they call me.”

“Who’s they?”

Nik smirked again. “Everyone who wants to live.”

Alejandro backed off with a slow nod and a small, impressed smile on his face. Nik grabbed a bean from Price’s plate and popped it into his mouth.

“Not a single American at this table for American Thanksgiving,” Nik said, pursing his lips. “I like it.” He popped another bean into his mouth.

“I’m here to celebrate no matter what it is, as long as there’s food,” Soap said cheerfully. Nik pointed at him in agreement. “Anyway, you walked into our conversation so now I have to ask you the same question – what is your favourite ABBA song?”

Nik flicked his eyes over to Price and narrowed his eyes.

“Don’t,” Price warned.

A devilish smile spread across Nik’s face. “You mean you haven’t told them how you used to put on ABBA songs during long flights to help me learn English? If I recall, I think I enjoyed the Waterloo one, right?”

“Svoloch’” Price bit back, an amused twinkle to his eye.

“I also taught him a few things as well,” Nik said, chuckling. Nik reached over to grab more food from Price’s plate when Price pushed it all the way over.

“Just have the rest,” he said. “I’m full.”

“How kind,” Nik commented, grabbing Price’s fork.

“You know you can just grab your own plate?” Gaz said. “There’s tons of food.”

“Too late,” Nik said, already stuffing his face.

Full chapter ao3.