#rodolfo cod

[milomossy]

Jan 2023

[gloomwitchwrites]

How would you feel about adding Nik, Alejandro or Rudy to the existing "Would you love me if I was a worm?" prompt 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

I'm not picking about which one, I just think they would also have great answers 🤣

How about instead of one, you can have all three?? hehe. For those curious, you can read the original would you love me if I was a worm prompt here.

For the masterlist and how to submit your own request, click HERE

w/ f!reader (Nikolai) & w/ gn!reader (Rudy + Alejandro)

Content & Warnings (MDNI): brief suggestive themes (Nikolai), established relationship

Word Count: 300

ao3 // main masterlist // imagines & what if masterlist

Alejandro Vargas

You plop down onto Alejandro on the living room sofa, acting as a blanket. He greets you with a grunt, reading something on his phone screen.

“Would you love me if I were a worm?” you ask, resting your chin on his chest.

Alejandro glances at you with a singular arched eyebrow. “This again?”

“Just answer the question.”

He glances back at his phone, not speaking. You snatch it from him, tucking it into the cushion.

“Cariño,” he murmurs, and you know you’re in trouble.

With a quick twist, Alejandro wraps you up in his arm, pinning you beneath him.

Nikolai

“Would you love me if I was a worm?”

You have your hands flat on Nik’s chest, the hair there peeking out from between your splayed fingers. Nikolai’s nostrils flare as his abdomen expands with a shuddering inhalation. There is sweat on his skin, starting to dry and become sticky. The look on his face can only be boiled down to perplexity.

“A worm?” he asks.

You nod, a bit sheepish.

Nikolai’s gaze drops to where your bodies meet, his cock completely buried inside you, your arousal and his cum glossy around the base.

“Think we’re past that, little rabbit.”

Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra

You pop up from nowhere, appearing next to Rudy as if you blinked into existence. Rudy curses in Spanish, nearly spilling his coffee in the process.

“You startled me, mi amor.”

With a deep sigh he sets his coffee mug down on the kitchen counter, draping his arm across your shoulders to pull you in close.

As you encircle his waist with your arms, you ask a question. “Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

His exhalation comes with an air of “this again?”

Rudy’s answer is simple. He lifts his hand, showing off his wedding ring.

[cherie-doll]

Hey there! Hope you're having a good day! If you don't mind, could I please request non-native english speakers (alejandro, rudy, makarov, konig, and any other ones you want) reactions to their s/o surprising them by reciting their wedding vows in their native language? Alejandro's s/o saying her vows in spanish, makarov's s/o saying them in russian, etc. Thanks so much!

this is a really good idea! thx for suggesting it <3

𓆩♡𓆪 Headcanon: Saying Your Vows In Their Native Language

𑣲 Alejandro, Rudy, Makarov, König, Horangi, Nikto

𑣿 Alejandro would have dropped to his knees and asked you to marry him if you weren't already getting married. He had heard you speak a few words in Spanish here and there but never full on confidently speaking it from your heart. He wanted to embrace you, but knew you'd lose your concentration and he really wanted to hear everything you had to say. So he tried his best to hold back, and just smile as he gazed at you lovingly. The man couldn't find what to do with himself, he was already head over heels, anymore and he might have been considered a madman. The things love made him do, such fiery passion within him that with the smallest of your actions could make him act as if unbridled. After you finished, he glanced at the audience, looking at them as if wanting them to see the type of person he was marrying. He wanted to show you off to the world, and he truly felt like he triumphed that day as he placed the ring on your finger.

𑣿 Rudy got lost in your eyes, hearing you speak Spanish. It made it all so much more meaningful that you had gone as far as to not only learn his language but to recite the words from memory. Halfway through, he just couldn't help but to reach out and cup your cheek, and you had use all your inner strength to not choke up and start crying uncontrollably from how much you loved this man. The onlookers in the crowd were moved as well, most using tissues to dab their eyes. It was a beautiful moment and luckily enough, it was caught on camera too. This moment made Rudy wonder what he had done to deserve you, surely you'd break the man with your gestures of affections, and this was only the beginning. He couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life with you, vowing to make you feel the same.

𑣿 Makarov is not usually a sentimental man, he rarely lets emotion take the greater charge of decision within his mind, especially in front of others. It was only in the utmost secrecy that he had met and loved you, and it was that way he had learned to keep things to a minimal. He didn't require effort from you, because he was always seeking to do more for you. He never imagined something that seemed insignificant to others, but knowing how much effort you had put in, would move him so much. In his heart, he had resigned to feel as little as possible, yet, you had somehow found and tugged at the still tender heartstrings. He felt it blossoming in his chest, the flower that you had so gingerly tended to, cared for with your amour and time. It was hard for him to keep his composure, but so ardently did he feel a flame burn in his chest. Who could have known he'd feel this one day?

𑣿 König faltered, thinking he had misheard your words. You weren't speaking German, were you? He hardly believed it, and couldn't get over it that he didn't really listen to the meaning of your words. If asked, he couldn't remember exactly what you had said, he could only tell of the emotions he'd felt in that moment, some that he couldn't even identify. His heart raced and he simply looked at you in awe, with soft hints of adoration in his eyes. He would hold this memory dearly, just as much as he wanted to hold you. You looked angelic in your wedding attire, like a blessing he cradled in his hands, one he vowed to never forget to care for. Oh and when you smiled at him after concluding, he could have melted from seeing your eyes flicker up at him. He loved how you talked to him, looked at him, touched him, kissed him and he'd spend an eternity wanting to make you feel the same way about him and even then never feel like it was enough.

𑣿 Horangi had certainly not expected it. You never gave an indication of you studying Korean, you had been interested in the language but the grammar had quickly discouraged you from advancing and he assumed you had left it at that. Unbeknownst to him, you had even hired a teacher to help you get through the difficult parts of writing your vows. You wanted to show how much he meant to you, you worked on it day and night and didn't stop until you were satisfied with how it sounded. You knew exactly what to say that would touch his heart and mean the most to him. Horangi couldn't have imagined a more perfect moment than this one. Those words permanently marked in his mind for the rest of his life, forever hearing you speak in his tongue. He wished to be alone with you, none of the others there deserved to be there to hear words that were only meant for him.

𑣿 Nikto had no problem with the fact that you didn't speak Russian, he understood English well and was able to communicate just fine. He had caught you studying Russian a few times, trying your best to pronounce the words to form sentences, and he had only smirked, amused at your attempts. When you explained that it was because you wanted to be able to communicate better, to be able to tell him in his mother tongue how much you loved him, he only laughed it off. He thought it was silly, he understood your feelings and intentions just fine in English. But he was unprepared to hear how fluently the words rolled off your tongue at the altar. Nikto had underestimated how impactful it would feel to hear you talk to him in a language he knew so well. Just hearing you speak in Russian was already hitting him in his soft spot, not imagine when he got over his initial shock and actually tried hard to listen to what you were trying to say.

[k6tzie]

Hiii!! I couldn't find and Rudy p-links anywhere, and that hurts my Rudy loving heart💔 Since you're my favorite provider of.. delicious food, I wanted to request for some Rudy p-links please😘 Thankiessss!!

RUDY P☆RN LINKS

(hi lovely! so glad to hear you enjoy my content so here's your rudy...food 😉 i def agree he needs way more recognition so thank YOU for giving me this idea, enjoy 💋)

waking you up with his delicious cockhe's punishing himself, he knows he's been bad and doesn't deserve the warmth of your pussy yet, he'll have to work for it :( downbad for the person he loves the mostrubbing his surprisingly thick cock, his first touch from a womanwhen times get tough, best friends are always there for eachother <3 flicking his thick thumb over your pretty little holehe always rewards his dove with a forehead kissale and the lv are waiting at the bar for youse, little did they know letting his beautiful lover hold on the teddy bear he gave whilst he fucks them rough doing anything for his girl, even if it means subbing early morning sex is the besthe looooves giving you head

[neick-hitlz]

Barbie Time 💢✨

[99pm-e]

"Isn't it... Too much?"

Soap is right tho

[bucketyd]

Collection of my Rudy & Alerudy doodles

You can also find me in twitter & ao3 (finally)

[foap-enjoyer]

After Graves betrayal

Rudy, driving to the safehouse: This is so fucking stupid Rudy, after the car breaks down and he has to walk: This is even more stupid Rudy, when it starts to rain: CAN YOU CUT ME SOME SLACK??!!!???!! Rudy, after falling face first into mud: OH COME ON Rudy, after getting to the safehouse to discover no one else made it: 🤨 ≤))≥ _| \_

[g8se]

✨Girls✨

[that-sudsy]

Hi can you do Preferences on what would they do when they get home to their families? Thx.

How would COD men say or do when they get home:

Simon Ghost Riley

Ghost would likely return home quietly, slipping in through the back door to avoid alarming anyone. He might stand in the shadows for a moment, watching his family go about their evening. When he finally reveals himself, he’d do so with a playful smirk, saying something like, “Miss me?” This would catch everyone off guard, and he’d enjoy the surprised reactions, especially from the kiddos then he'll let the kids or his lover tell him all he missed out on.

Johnny Soap MacTavish

Soap would burst through the front door silently and He’d then proceed to scare the living daylights out of his kids, who would be playing in the living room screaming like a mad man, Just as they scream and run towards their mother, he’d swoop in and catch them, laughing heartily. “Gotcha! No need to run, it’s just your da!” His playful antics would lighten the mood and bring smiles all around.

Kyle Gaz Garrick

Gaz would come home with a casual swagger, tossing his gear aside and calling out, “Who’s ready for some takeout?” He’d make a beeline for the kitchen, where he’d start rummaging through the fridge, jokingly asking if anyone had saved him any leftovers. Or he'll hug his lover from behind and pull her into a quick twirl of a dance as he hums their song.

John Price

Price would enter with a firm but warm presence, announcing his return with a simple, "Give your Old man a hug" he'd say to the kids or swoops his lover and carries her He’d then gather everyone for a family hug, making sure to express how much he missed them. He’d likely share a few stories from the mission, emphasizing the importance of family and safety.

Phillip Graves

Graves would make a grand entrance, strumming a guitar, He’d start singing along to the country song playfully encouraging his family to join in.

Alejandro Vargas

Alejandro would return home with a warm smile, immediately seeking out his family. He’d announce his arrival with a heartfelt, “Familia, I’m back!” He’d then gather everyone for a group hug, he loves group hugs. expressing how grateful he is to be home safe. His nurturing nature would shine through as he shares stories of his mission.

Rodolfo Parra

Rodolfo would come home with a sense of relief, announcing, “I’m back, and I brought stories!” He’d gather the kids, parents, in law, grandparents, cousins, neighbors, dogs, cats, birds, around and start recounting tales from the mission, making them sound adventurous and exciting. His enthusiasm would captivate the children, and he’d make sure to remind them how much he missed them while he was away.

[milomossy]

Apr 2023

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[gloomwitchwrites]

the tv remote control of mass destruction that Ghost and Gaz had from the Shut It Mom prank, would anyone else have it? I feel like Rudy is someone you wouldn't expect it from 🤔 kid thinks the prank won't even take and then *whoosh*

For those wondering, they're talking about THIS post I did way back in August of last year. Can I add Rudy to this line up? Of course I can, doll! Enjoy!

Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra x Female Reader

For the masterlist and how to submit your own request, click HERE

Word Count: 200

ao3 // main masterlist // imagines & what if masterlist

“Shut up!”

Your eldest son says it with venom but he’s smiling. The two younger children clamp their hands over their mouths. The four of you are in on the joke, wanting to know how Rodolfo will react. Rudy has an abundance of endless patience. That alone has helped you through so much, but you love testing that patience.

“All I’m asking is for you to clean your room,” you reply.

Your eldest groans loudly, his acting immaculate.

The television remote comes out of nowhere. Flying through the air, the bit of rectangular plastic skims across the top of his head, hitting the cabinet next to him before clattering to the floor. It’s followed by an angry tirade, Rodolfo spouting off in Spanish as he comes around the corner and into the kitchen.

“What did you say to your mamá?” Rodolfo steps between the two of you, his gaze serious.

“Rudy,” you purr. “It’s a joke.”

He blinks. “A joke?”

“I’m in on it,” you console, grasping the sides of his face.

He exhales deeply. “Rooms. Now.”

The children bolt. When their doors shut, Rodolfo lowers his voice, his gaze turning sultry. “I’m hurt. Make it up to me, amor.”

[cherie-doll]

I need to chew on Philip Graves

Could I get graves and Rudy reacting to you biting them:)

They are occupying all of my mind rn

I like your thinking.. i like it very much, yes we're on the same wavelength

Gnawing on a couple of muscly and built men because what else are those muscles for?

Rudy

He's just in bed with you, probably looking through a catalogue, smiling softly to himself as you're lying close to him

He likes being shirtless around the house because he just wants to be comfortable, but this often exposes his back to you

His shoulders grab your attention the most, so much you like sinking your teeth into them and making him gasp as if he just had cold water poured over him, but you make sure it's always gentle, applying less pressure with your canines and using your front teeth more

And sometimes when you're resting your head on his chest and he snores off you like trailing your lips up to his neck and pressing soft kisses that make him murmur softly in his sleep, then you'll kiss a little harder, leaving sloppy trails until you're biting and leaving marks

He'll draw in a sharp breath and wake up to hickeys on his neck and you just batting your lashes innocently at him

He's not mad, the opposite actually, but just a little embarrassed and surprised you're like this

"O-oh"

Phillip Graves

Aggressively loving this man is your favorite thing to do because his reactions always amuse you

Coming up to him while he least expects it, prob when he's sitting on the couch, legs splayed wide open as he switches through the channels on tv for something to interest him

He's wearing nothing but a white undershirt and boxers, leaving his meaty thighs vulnerable to you, your mind already in the gutter

He's frowning at the tv as he continues in search of something to watch, finally he does find something and he rests back a little, readjusting his hips as he sits more comfortably, interlocking his hands behind his head

You slide onto the couch next to him, bringing your head down to his lap and he rests a hand on your hip, sliding it down slightly to your backside

Turning your head you bite into the inner side of his thigh, not caring to leave a mark that'll last a good while, he only grunts, hissing our your name as he swats at you

And you've stopped biting, giggling into his skin as he catches a glimmer in your eye as he scoffs playfully, his fingers feeling how deep you bit

[soullessdianthus]

Pervy!Rudy pls? I don’t see much for him but godddddd I need it

A/N: JESUS FUCKIN' CHRIST, you can't imagine how loud I screamed and kicked my feet, when I saw this request! I like Rudy so much, he deserves more attention! For sure will write for him more! Some headcanons and a little story at the end!

Warnings: perverted mind, but Rudy is a possessive softie, nsfw (masturbation, scent kink, touching under the table, some dirty convos in Spanish?, inappropriate dry humping to warm reader)

✧°. Rudy is very aware of his perversion. He knows he shouldn’t imagine doing anything deviant with you or it shouldn’t make his manhood painfully hard. He was way beyond that age of sudden boner because of a girl. 

✧°. But since you had been transferred by your superior to be stationed with Los Vaqueros, Rodolfo couldn’t keep his eyes or thoughts off of you. Somehow every interaction with you became exciting, intoxicating even, making his heartbeat go faster. 

✧°. Especially in the evenings that were lonely, when everything slowly quietens down, soldiers going back to their dorms after a long day. Perv!Rudy would lie in his bed, staring at the ceiling or trying to focus on a book, but the uncontrollable desire forces him to recall your last interaction with him, when one of his palms sneak under the hem of sweatpants onto his throbbing dick. Rodolfo just needed to get rid of that tension and fantasies of you were the only solution! :(

✧°. He could picture your face really well, the sound of your voice and laughter. Also those whimpers or heavy breathing while on a mission that caused you to be so exhausted. 

✧°. Perv!Rudy would like to make you tired in a different way though. He would show you how beautiful you are and how good care he would take of something that was completely his. 

✧°. Your person had become a sort of one, big fantasy of his, since your presence brought him comfort on a daily basis. You were so kind and sweet to him – sitting with him and Alejandro in the canteen, politely listening to their stories or tacky jokes.

✧°. At some point Rodolfo offered to teach you Spanish. Of course you knew some, but weren’t fluent and it might come handy while being in Mexico with them. Obviously he suggested such a deal to spend more time with you. 

✧°. And not long after, you two were walking everywhere together. If not interrupted by Alejandro, of course.

✧°. “Quiero agarrar tu culo, chiquita. [sp.: I want to grab your ass, little girl]”

✧°. “You want to… my… sorry, what? I don’t know those words, Rudy.”

✧°. “Don’t worry. You will.” 

✧°. He tried to be sneaky about his dirty remarks, but Rodolfo missed the point in time, when you began understanding conversations in Spanish. He noticed only when he said something similar again and your cheeks flushed bright pink. But it was just a silly joke, right? 

✧°. Perv!Rudy was hypnotized with your smell – he couldn’t determine if it was a detergent you washed your clothes with or a body wash that cleansed your soft, smooth skin from the dirt. If he only got a chance to stand close to you, he would discreetly inhale the scent of your hair. 

✧°. Perhaps, when he was standing right behind you, correcting your posture as you aimed forward at the shooting range, his head leaning over your shoulder to devour the sweet scent of yours.

✧°. And it got him thinking, what would your pussy smell like? What would your juices taste like on his tongue? Divine for sure. <3

✧°. Perv!Rudy would be strong on “marking his territory”. If you ever mentioned that you were cold near him, he would give you his hoodie without hesitation or doubt. The sight of you in the oversized clothing — a belonging of his, drenched with his scent and sweat would make Perv!Rudy go feral.  

✧°. Due to his hospitality and kindness it didn’t take long before you fully trusted the sergeant major. You didn’t mind his touches, even when he kept his hand over your shoulder or back almost all the time. His touch was warm and gentle. Always. 

✧°. You weren’t uncomfortable even when he began to playfully squeeze the plush of your thigh under the canteen’s table like it was his stress ball. 

✧°. Because Rodolfo is a thigh man, you cannot convince me otherwise. If you ever happen to wear thigh socks around him, he would pass out from euphoria.

✧°. One time, he saw a basket filled with your clean clothes and a certain pair of panties caught his attention. You left the laundry room for a moment as one of your friends pulled you out for some gossip. Perv!Rudy hesitated for a while before he snapped those panties from the clothes pile and tucked them into his pants’ pocket. 

✧°. Later that evening he would inspect the cotton material, pouring between his fingers, before wrapping it around his pulsating and leaking shaft. Rodolfo would pump hips into his own fist, thinking what you would look like, sitting here beside him and helping Rudy with his aching erection. :( 

✧°. He needed your help so badly – your innocent looking eyes glued to his face, waiting for further instructions on how to satisfy Sergeant Parra by stroking his thick, meaty shaft. 

✧°. Lately, while a mission went very, very wrong – you found yourself and Rudy being taken down the river by its stream. You managed to pull yourself and Rodolfo out of the agitated waters. 

✧°. Your clothes were soaked, tightly fitting to your feminine figure and the loud gasps you took for air – it was the first thing Rudy registered after you pulled him out of the river. He felt your hand pressed against his chest as you coughed out some water. 

✧°. Perv!Rudy was more than grateful and he couldn’t wait until there was a possibility to show how much he appreciated it. Sergeant found an abandoned cabin in the nearby woods – it was your camp for the night, as the dusk had fallen. 

And, oh no! Your walkie talkies were destroyed by the water! You had to wait until the rescue team would find you!

You were walking back and forth between one wall and another, trying to warm up. Every piece of clothing you and Rudy had on was drenched, the chilly air of the night only worsened the feeling of cold. 

A strong shiver shook your body and arms entangled around your torso, while his gaze was stuck on your trembling form. He was getting worried. 

━ We should take those clothes off and let them dry. ━ Rodolfo was older than you and therefore more experienced in crises like this. You knew he was right, but somehow hesitated for a moment, before removing your tactical vest.

━ Yeah, but wouldn’t it be… um, weird? 

You expressed your worries, you didn’t want to make anyone feel uncomfortable! Just as you placed the gun holster and vest on the old, dusty table, next to his gear and weapon, the sergeant stepped closer. 

━ ¿Por qué? ━ Rudy asked, before pulling your long sleeved shirt through your head as you obediently raised your hands in the air. It took every inch of his willpower not to roam over your exposed chest with his palm. ━ If we go in the hypothermia, we’ll be dead in the morning. Nothing weird here, chiquita. 

He was right, the nights in Mexico during winter were cold and you just got out of the river. You had no extra clothes and starting a fire was off the table. 

Both of you continued stripping until all you had left was your underwear. Out of curiosity you took a look at his almost bare form, only his boxers covering some flesh. Rodolfo gathered some old blankets he found in the abandoned cabin and placed them on the floor.

Meanwhile you felt helpless – there was nothing more to do to warm yourself up. Your only option here was a walking radiator in front of you, your comrade Sergeant Parra. You stalked his movements as he moved through the room, placing blankets down. And before you knew, he was reaching his hand in your direction.

━ Ven aquí [sp.: Come here]. ━ Rudy slid himself under the big blanket, before inviting you to join. 

You didn’t hesitate for long, before laying down next to Rodolfo. You turned your back to him and grabbed the edge of the blanket, trying to keep the warm within its space. 

A little gasp escaped your mouth, when Rudy wrapped his bulky arm around your waist and pulled you into his muscular chest. His stomach was tightly clinging to the small of your back, his head almost leaning over your shoulder. The short hairs all over his thighs tickled your own limbs. 

━ You’re shaking. ━ He noticed with a worry audible in his voice. With your body pressed to his, he could feel each spasm of a muscle that indicated your early stage of hypothermia. 

━ I-It’s okay, I will w-warm up in a mi-minute. 

You were the textbook example of a woman with low blood pressure and freezing cold hands. You were almost always cold, but in a situation like this it only meant troubles – you couldn’t warm up properly. 

━ Shit, we got to do something about his, no? Don’t want you to freeze here, chica.  

Rudy’s arm that was entangled around your waist, reached down to the hem of his boxers. He took out his cock and began stroking it just like he liked it. Like he always did when thinking of you. 

━ R-Rudy, what are you…

━ Shhh ━ Rodolfo silenced you, his cheek resting a little higher than your temple ━ trust me on this one. 

When the sergeant finally was hard and aroused enough, he placed his cock between your soft thighs, so high up it clung tightly to your clothed pussy. You shifted slightly, but Rudy placed his hand on your hip, keeping you in one place.

He began slowly rolling his hips, sliding between your clenched thighs. His erect cock was almost pushing between your folds to rest between them.

━ R-Rudy, mhm. ━ You whimpered as the warmth of arousal slowly began spreading through your cold body. 

━ It feels better, yes? ━ Rodolfo asked, proud of himself and thanking the God for creating such circumstances where he could finally make you his girl. You only nodded weakly. ━ I need you to tell me, how does it feel now?

━ I-It feels g-good.

Rudy released your hip as it didn’t seem you would wriggle away now. He sneaked a hand through your hip and pubic bone to slightly pull the material of your panties to the side. Only then he could continue rubbing against your bare core, sliding easily due to your arousal. 

The tip of his cock was repeatedly teasing your swollen clit with the firm thrust of his hips. You let Rodolfo gently rock your body in a suitable rhythm. 

━ That’s right, just relax, bonita. Let me warm you up. 

Only when Rudy praised you, you managed to relax, feeling each limb more heavy and slack. His arm entangled around your waist again, the man’s palm making its way under the bra you were wearing. He wanted to play with your pretty breasts, that were tempting him for so long. 

You began to mewl and moan, when suddenly approaching your sweet climax. Your hand reached backwards to grab Rodolfo’s short hair, his heavy panting audible in your ear. 

With each thrust he kept slapping his front against your plump bum. Once he even released your breast to slap your jiggling ass and admire the red mark in the shape of his hand.

━ Rodo-oh-lfo! I’m gonna… ━ you squeezed your eyes shut, before any tears could escape them. Your little whimpers became almost pathetic ━�� please. 

━ Good girl, come on, come on. You can do this. 

With a few more thrust against your sensitive nub with his throbbing cock, you felt the strong wave of ecstasy washing over you, causing the back of your head to dig into Rodolfo’s shoulder. 

Soon after you, he followed and reached sweet orgasm too – his length spasming and spurting cum onto your cunny and thighs. 

When you both began to calm down after sharing a sexual high, he turned you around to make you face him. Rudy couldn’t stop admiring your flustered face, lips slightly swollen and red. He traced their outline with his thumb, before peppering your cute face with kisses. 

Rodolfo kept your body flush to his, so no body warmth would waste as he kept praising you for being a good girl for him. He would watch over you while the side of your face sank into his chest muscles and you drifted off to sleep. 

Now, when you were properly heated, he didn’t have to worry about you getting yourself into hypothermia.

[neick-hitlz]

"Slay Boo" 🧟💅

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11/19/23

[xiixii]

I published this in the early morning, I was returning from a gathering to celebrate the independence of my country!! It is very common to see weddings during the fairs so I had to put them on!!! QUE VIVAN LOS NOVIOS!