#rodolfo parra x male!reader

[mockerycrow]

can we just talk about how Rudy can look so tough and threatening in some scenes and then he just looks like the sweetest, most approachable man ever in other scenes

thinking about Rudy's lover surprising him at the Los Vaqueros HQ, maybe they want to give him a ride home after a difficult mission, maybe Alejandro told them that Rudy is more stressed than usual, and the moment he sees them his expression just softens

my brain is being gay again sorry

-🦝

RIGHTT I AGREE — I LOVE WHEN YOUR BRAIN IS GAY DONT WORRY

i love the characters that are terrifying while in battle but are clearly so soft for their loved ones!!!!

Rudy leaves the HQ building, anger and frustration making his shoulders tense, cursing under his breath until he sees someone leaning against his car—and it’s you. Rudy’s eyebrows furrow and he approaches you. “Cariño, what are you doing here?” He questions softly, not hesitating for a second to wrap his arms around you. Your car isn’t here, did you walk? The base is a long ways from civilization.

You laugh softly and hug him back, your hand coming up to scratch the back of his head. “I came to drive you home, Rodolfo. Heard from a little birdie you weren’t feeling it today.” You respond, pulling away and cupping his cheeks. Rudy melts against your touch and loves when you call him his full name. He puts a hand over yours on his face, his face untensing. “Ale?” Rudy asks, not minding the way one of your hands pull away from his face and grab the car keys from his hand. You nod in response, giving his cheek a kiss. “Get in the passenger seat, yeah?”

Rudy doesn’t object, throwing his duffel bag into the trunk and then sitting down in the passenger seat with a groan. He buckles up and he watches you buckle up, and Rudy feels his face flush—how did he get so lucky with such a handsome man? Someone who would do anything for him? Someone who puts up with his needy antics? To be fair, you were equally as needy since he’s away from home often, but all of his thoughts silence when you put a hand on his thigh and begin to pull out of the parking lot, driving towards the gate. Rudy shuts his eyes and puts his hand over yours on his thigh, slowly untensing from your presence.

[cherie-doll]

uhh sweats 💧💧 no idea if you write for m!readers but maybe something like cod men x shorter boyfriend who really wants to top them 💧🙏 if you’re comfortable writing male x male pairings that is, since I know it’s not as popular in x reader writing spaces!! If not that’s okay too, have a great day/night 💕

i went through hell and back for you

⨯ Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Roach, Alejandro, Rudy, Phillip Graves, Makarov, Keegan, König, Horangi, Nikto

Price has always taken the lead, thinking he can get more of a reaction out of you, but the flush that swept across his cheeks proved his point wrong. His winded breaths as he felt the shocks of pleasure jolt throughout his body like electricity, then suddenly tightening. You have this grown man gripping the bedsheets, toes curling, gruffy voice- AHRBHJBAJ

Simon honestly just needs to be shown that you CAN be in control of his reactions, to cause and provoke reactions from him. But as soon as you're pressing your forehead against his and discreetly trailing your hand from his chest down his shirt, slipping it under and feeling the warmth already pooling in his lower stomach, hiking his shirt up he's realized he's fallen right into your trap.

Johnny tends to be all bark no bite. When you say you wanna top him he gives you a look that trails you up and down, as if assessing you and narrowing his eyes, doubting you could make him cum faster than he makes you. It's almost embarrassing for him, when he's repositioning himself higher against the pillow, bracing the headrest above him for support. His eyes won't even meet yours, gaze flickering away; awkward and embittered but no doubt good, maybe he should've reconsidered.

You didn't even ask Kyle lmao. Just saw him sitting on the couch, manspreading on the couch; completely oblivious to what malicious intent you had. Without even giving it so much as a second thought, you pulled at the knot his strings on the waistband of his sweatpants. Before he knew what was going on you were already sinking into him, his head rolling back and as you grinded down on his hips, positioning yourself.

It was a late night making out session, cute and sloppy until Roach couldn't speak, his knees getting weak as you held him closer, skin pressing against one another. It only felt natural for him to wrap his legs around your waist, not knowing you were already brushing your hand against the waistband of his pants. His throat made a weird noise in surprise, something of a choked cry. A shudder he decided to just let ripple through his body as he followed the rhythm you set.

Alejandro lucked out. He loves the completely hazed look in your eyes, his own glistening as he felt himself being able to just follow your movements, however sloppy and desperate you were holding onto him he was quick to redirect your movement, guiding you. The beatific look on his face, making it seem like he was expecting this.

Rudy panicking, not understanding what you meant before you're already pulling him towards you. It was early morning and you woke up hard, his back muscles are just so tempting and upon seeing the shirt he put on before getting out of bed ride up, you saw the unbuttoned shorts he lazily pulled on you almost went feral. His arms above his head on the bed, just craning his neck as he watches you swiftly discard of his clothes, just accepting it.

Phillip is a brat that needs to be tamed, he's smirking and rolling his eyes at you giving an attitude just because since he thinks he's the bigger person he can just manhandle you however. Clearly, he must be taught the essence of pleasure, to fuse with you as his mouth runs dry, for once not being able to say a sly remark. Instead, gritting his teeth as he hisses in pleasure from how untrained he is at receiving the same treatment he's been handling you with.

Again, Makarov would require you to stroke that big ego of his, preferably when you've managed to press him against something like the counter or wall, and he's forced to look down at you, his eyes following your hand as you reach into his pants, the beads of sweat already forming on his hairline. You can FEEL him tense up, not used to being in the opposite position for once, as he doesn't know where to place his hands. Your name slipping through his lips as a series of curse words as well when you prod your tip in, teasing him, torturing him a little before slamming in.

Keegan is the type to want to do sex with his teeth and mouth, so while you're topping him you'll need to keep his mouth busy too. He adores lapping at your collarbones, sucking on them before he can bite in deep while you're slamming harder. It's sort of an alternative for him to keep from groaning too loudly because he's one hell of an animal.

König used to be so shy when it came to these things, not realizing he had an advantage due to his larger size. Now, he liked to slip his cock into you whenever he felt like it, he barely moved his hips, just using you as a sort of cock sleeve. Well, you had to fix that, right? Make his brain short-circuit and forget how things work, have him recognize the musky smell of his sweat and shakily glance at your face above him.

Horangi's small smile around his eyes, observing your deliberate movements, in no rush to get started. You wanted to test him, give him a taste of his own medicine, to get back at him for all the times he made you wait. Now, you want him to be unable to take his hands off of you, to split him open to the core and still make him desire more. For him to not be able to distinct the tears from his sweat, place his head on your shoulder and let his breath warm your ear with his ragged breaths, his lips inches away from your neck as he pants.

Nikto inhaling deeply, his eyes following you, wondering what you would do to him when you sat him down saying you wanted to try something out. He had come back from an exceedingly tiring day, his shoulders sore and ready to collapse into a deep sleep, but not before he got his release from all that pent up stress and frustration that comes with a hard day's work. He's so restrained during sex the most he'll do is grunt, you want more from him. You're insistent as you continue pressing his navel, knowing that's where he must feel the clawing. He's pained with elation, relishing in that pulsating tenderness when you pause, draw out and start all over again.

[issdisgrace]

Give me your headcanon about Cod men with male reader who's great at cooking frfr

Also i think you're super cool but I'm scared to talk to ya so this is the first time I'm saying anything to you

COD MEN WITH A S/O THAT IS A GOOD COOK

WARNINGS: None

A/N: I hope you like this and I like the picture of the bear. Also there's no need to be scared of talking to me. I promise I don't bite.

ALEJANDRO

Alejandro loves to cook, he always has. One of his first memories is watching his abuela cook. So he is really excited to find out that you cook and cook good at that. He immediately gets you into the kitchen so he can see what you got. To which he is throughly impressed by your cooking and can't wait for you guys to cook a meal togeather.

SOAP

Soap is a terrible cook and when I mean terrible I mean he's literally burnt water. He's also almost burnt down his place and the base several times. So he's not allowed in the kitchen and because of that he appreciates it even more that you cook for him. He finds everything you cook delicious and will sing you praises for hours even if you just made him something as simple as a sandwich.

PRICE

Price is a master on the grill while you’re the master on the stove. With this he likes when you guys collaborate on meals together. He finds it much more enjoyable than if only one of you was cooking for the other. This also gives him a chance to learn more about cooking stuff other than just meat and vegetables.

KEEGAN

Keegan doesn't cook, he can if he needs to but he prefers just to get takeout. So when he got with you and you started cooking almost every meal for him, he initially doesn’t quite know how to feel about. But he quickly finds himself loving your cooking and yearning for it when he’s away on missions.

RUDY

Rudy likes cooking but he doesn’t LOVE cooking like how Alejandro does. So it’s nice to be able to split cooking duty and not having to always cook. However he definitely prefers when you cook because he finds phenomenal. He also likes to brag to Alejandro how much better your cooking is then his.

GHOST

Ghost doesn’t cook all that much because of his job and when he does it’s usually something simple. So when you came into his life and eventually started cooking all his meals. He fell even harder for you because like they say, the fastest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Anyway he savors and praises ever meal you make for him because in your guys line of work neither of you know if the next day will be your last.

[thegnomelord]

#32 with dombot!Alejandro, subbot!Rudy, and domtop!m!reader. reader find out Alejandro and Rudy made anonymous porn together before committing to the military

Sure thing dude, this got a bit of drama but it's mostly porn lol. I'm going to be taking reqs until 23:59 of December 1st so ya'll still have +- a day to request one of the remaining prompts. Play the game HERE

Prompt: Finding their OnlyFans account

CW: NSFW, reassuring sex(is that even a thing?), porn videos, riding, oral, cum eating. I wrote Spanish in italics.

The asses match.

Their asses match— is the only thing rolling in your skull, every other thought consumed by the high pitched moans ringing in your ears, your eyes focused not on the three masked sweaty bodies writhing against each other in coital bliss, but on a birthmark on one of their asses.

The same birthmark Alejandro has.

When some random dude texted you 'how does used pussy feel like? They're never going to forget me.' you thought it was a case of the mixed number. But then the guy sent you a series of porn videos and you would have ignored them besides having a chuckle at the shit titles- 'Latino twinks tamed by big cock' -had you not caught sight of a young guy with Alejandro's birthmark riding a cock in the thumbnail.

You ended clicking on the video. You shouldn't have.

One video lead you down a rabbit hole and it was like being a bystander at a car crash- a sort of morbid curiosity keeping you looking but unable to move your body. With their faces covered you couldn't tell their exact ages, but they looked young— no tattoos your fingers would absentmindedly trace, no scars you'd kiss, bodies still lean and soft.

You knew they had a life before you, you had no problem coming into their relationship nor did you think less of them... but it was still jarring at just how enthusiastic they were; legs shaking more than you could ever make them, riding the man and begging for 'more, more, more' like trained porn stars, moans loud and whiny like all the sense was fucked out of their heads, screaming out his name and clutching the bed for dear life.

The more you watch, the more you start comparing yourself with the guy in the videos, insecurity taking little nibbles on your mind for every difference you notice. You feel stupid for feeling this way, but your rational mind feels like it's being pushed through a shredder and you can't stop think—

Rudy's hand settles on your shoulder, rough but warm, and you jump out of your skin, leaping to your feet, eyes wide and phone clutched close to your chest like you'd just got caught looking at boobs in school.

"My life?" Rudy asks, confusion obvious on his face as his hand stays hovering in the air, once inviting but now reminding you of a hangman's noose. "Are you alright?" He asks.

"Yes!" You snap out on instinct, voice so rough and hard it makes him flinch back. You immediately back off, looking down with shame sitting like a boulder in your chest. "...no, I'm not."

You feel him close the distance, his calloused hands warm and gentle against your cheeks as he tilts your head to place a soft kiss on your lips before making you look at him. "Love, talk to me." He says, soft but firm.

"I...uh-" You shuffle your feet like a child, shoving your phone to him. "-this guy sent me this and... and I know it's you and Ale."

Rudy's eyes widen then narrow, face hard like he's facing off against a narco. He mutters something in Spanish that's too harsh and fast for you to fully understand, but you do catch a "-fucking bastard-" in the middle of it. Then he sighs, reaching down to tug you on sleeve, "Come here, my life."

He doesn't give you time to argue as he pulls you to the living room where Ale's watching football. "Hey, the match is starting, where have you two been?" He asks, but the second he looks at Rudy he's turning the TV off and you're left feeling like a kid at the principal's office while they quickly talk in Spanish.

"Alright," Alejandro breathes out, both of them turning their attention to you. "We may have filmed some pornos before we joined the military." He says, rubbing the back of his neck. "That motherfucker that texted you was a guy we'd collab with frequently."

You nod your head, indicating them to keep talking because your own voice fails you. They explain how the guy got too annoying to deal with, feeling entitled to their time and attention and wouldn't leave them alone when they dropped him. He hassles them once in a while.

Once they're done explaining it you stand there, gnawing on your lip, thoughts swirling in your head. Rudy comes closer to you, placing a hand on the back of your neck and your body leans into him like he's a spit of land in a raging ocean. "What are you thinking?"

"I don't know." It's the best way you can explain the strange combination of emotions and thoughts, the only way.

"If it helps," Alejandro sides up to you, one hand brushing your cheek, "He wasn't the best at sex."

"He was shit." Rudy says simply. "Made us swear off opening the relationship for a while."

A snort of laughter leaps out of your throat, "How bad do you have to be to get you two to swear off it?" You ask,

"He'd jackhammer me like a bull and wouldn't take instructions." Rudy says point blank.

"That's blunt." Another chortle escapes you, the two joining you and it feels good to break the tense atmosphere, like clearing the stagnant water of a pond.

"It's the truth," Alejandro adds, "Couldn't tell you how often we had to fake it." He comes closer to grab and squeeze your hand, rubbing the back of it with his thumb.

That makes your brows furrow, and you hate for showing how insecure you are but you can't help ask: "And with me? Do you-" They silence your voice and worry with a barrage of kisses, on your cheeks, your eyelids, brows, nose, and everything between, until you're responding in kind and you're all giggling like kids.

"How about we show you?" Alejandro suggests, smooth saccharine voice making Rudy's eyes darken and your heartbeat pick up. "Yes, my loves?"

You're distracted with hot kisses and firm touches to notice how you end up in the bedroom, only becoming aware of them takes a piece of clothing off along the way when you're sucking a hickey on a new piece of their bodies or when their lips are on yours, teeth nipping at your throat to suck matching hickeys on either sides of your neck while you fiddle with their belts.

You tumble into the wide bed, a mess of limbs that acted in sync like one living creature, your motions slow and firm and real as you slowly stretched out Rudy, your fingers slick with abundant lube and drawing soft, pleased sounds that Rudy moaned against Ale's hard cock. "You look so good, my loves." Alejandro breaths out, braced against the headboard and a pillow under his hips to give Rudy access to his hole.

"So good for me," You hum, insistently rubbing Ruby's prostate with your fingers and stroking his hard cock, your mind getting drunk off the way he tilts his hips into your hand and sighs, his tongue eagerly flicking around Alejandro's rim, letting himself be moved by Ale's hand in his hair to where Ale wants him. "You're squeezing so well around me." You kiss the swell of his ass, getting Rudy to squeeze harder around your fingers to prove your point.

Sliding your cock into Rudy until your balls rest against his makes all of you groan, spreading his walls open so well he moans into Ale's ass. You drape your body over Rudy's pinning him down like you know he loves, your eyes meeting Alejandro's as you pump your cock into Rudy's spasming walls, milking drops of pre with every thrust that has your cock bashing against his prostate.

"Go on, make our sky cum." Ale grins, roughly fisting his cock, mind swimming with pleasure from Rudy's tongue playing at his rim and the sight of you two so disheveled, flushed with heat and eyes hazy. It's his favorite part of sex— getting to see you and Rudy succumb to pleasure, freely giving as much as you take.

You nod, increasing your pace, balls slapping against his and hitting his special spot with the precision of a marksman, bullying your cock inside him until he's whining and moaning your name against Ale's skin, not as loud as he was in the porn video but much more real, body and soul bared to take what you give and you give and give and give until you push him over the edge, his cock twitching in your hand and spewing seed on the sheets, pulling you down with him and you don't attempt to pull out, shoving yourself balls deep and flooding his belly with your cum.

You breathe to catch your breath before reaching over to help Alejandro cum too, but he bats your hand away. "No, no, no, I have another idea." He grins, the confident lust in his eyes making you harden up in an instant and you know the second Rudy notices it when he clenches around you, his walls giving a wet creamy 'squelch' around you. "Can you two keep up?"

You let Ale push you onto your back, supporting Rudy's hips and uncaring of your cum dripping down on your face as you swiftly pull him down to sit on your face, tongue darting out to eat him out. "Oh fuck- my love-" Rudy groans and unashamedly grinds his hips into your mouth, your tongue delving deep to scoop out your cum, swallowing it without complaint just to feel his walls quiver pitifully around your tongue.

"So good for us." Ale's quick to kiss him, straddling your hips, holding you by the base as he slinks down, hissing against Rudy's mouth at the burning stretch. He relishes the stretch, the feeling of having his body yield to yours, but more importantly he relishes how perceptive you are even when smothered in Rudy's perfect ass, bucking your hips into Ale's when he tries to rise up so you nail his prostate.

"Fuck-" Rudy whines, switching between your and Ale's names, hands roaming every inch of both of your skin while you continue to eat him out, making him spasm and twitch with overstimulation, his heart flutter at how eagerly you pleasure him, his cheeks and ears burning from just how wet you sound underneath him, your throat and jaw wet with spit and cum.

Alejandro sets a hard pace, hands bracing against your stomach to give him perfect balance to rise his hips until your tip's kissing his pulsing entrance and then dropping down, grounding out a rough "Yes, there-" when you buck your hips up to meet him halfway.

You float in bliss, your brain melting through your cock and skull pleasantly empty of everything other than them, though that might be because of slowly depleting oxygen, but you'd be happy to die like this if it made Rudy moan like he's doing now. Ale's tight heat makes you groan, feeling both of them flutter and clench around you, feeding the burning heat in your belly and fuck you're approaching your peak quickly.

You don't know who cums first but it triggers a chain reaction, liquid pleasure rushing like a heatwave through your veins until you're shooting your cum deep into Alejandro's spasming walls that milk you until you've deposited your last drop inside him.

You're all so exhausted you end up leaving washing up for morning, pulling the two men close to you. Rudy's already conked out and sleeping on your chest, lightly drooling.

"Adorable." Alejandro lazily runs his fingers through Rudy's hair, draped over your body, and you see his eyes are starting to droop just like yours.

"I love you." You say in Spanish, your heart doing a fluttering beat at the way Alejandro grins and nuzzles his head into your neck, laying a soft kiss between the numerous bruises they've left.

"I love you too. Both of you." That's the last thing you hear before you fall asleep...

[dreamingbo11]

Soap, Rudy, Alejandro, M!Y/n and Ghost in a 15 hour roadtrip:

Soap: Why is your base so far?

M!Y/n: Dont know.

M!Y/n's phone: *RING BITCH RING*

M!Y/n: *Picks it up and has a conversation and gossips with the other person on the phone for like.. Three hours???*

M!Y/n: *Hangs up phone* So y'all wanna here something?

*Two hours later*

Alejandro: She did not do that!

Rudy: Callatè! I'm listening.

Ghost: *Quiet but completely invested in the drama*

Soap: Veronica did that?? How??

M!Y/n: *Continues gossiping*

[luboy7rt]

What Animal Los Vaqueros (+ Valeria)   Would Randomly Bring Home To You (GN - Headcanons)

(Note: This is just what I (My headcanons), enjoy reading!)(Could be seen as Platonic, Romantic?) (GN Reader) (Alejandro, Rodolfo and Valeria)

Alejandro Vargas 

- Where did Alejandro find a literal donkey? Neither of you knew, even Alejandro himself didn't know as he walks through the front door, his arms crossed as he watched the donkey peek her head into the kitchen window, pushing her face up against it to see in.

- When Alejandro spots you, his eyes open a bit wide as he bit his inner cheek, before scrambling to make an excuse. He came up with nothing and just admitted he found her while on a mission, and she was hungry and wouldn't stop chewing on Alejandro's shirt.

- Alejandro would chuckle and ask you for some help, cutting up some apples, carrots and bananas for the donkey who tried to get through the front door. Alejandro quickly ran off to ensure she didn't do that.. moving the donkey to the backyard instead.

- He's actually pretty decent at taking care of the donkey, and teased you, asking if you want to feed or ride her. He's joking, please don't ride the donkey, if you do..  He's standing right next to you, prepared to catch you or calm the donkey down so both you and the donkey will be safe.

- Alejandro's willing to find a new farm or home for the donkey if you don't like her, he would indeed tease You about it though, you don't like that cutie of a donkey? Cue the donkey trying to get through the front door, or looking through the kitchen at 3AM, when you go down for a glass of water, you just see eyes peering at you through the window, like hey... whatcha doing here?

- If you do let the donkey stay, cool. New pet, when Alejandro's home, he does care for her, feeds her every morning, brushes her, ensures she's cared for.

- (Alejandro basically just stole a donkey from someone) he shrugs and says he Just found her wandering far from any cities, and she was now his as he didn't find any owners around back then, he definitely wasn't finding one now.

- You will hear the donkey squeal or grunt throughout the night, or early in the morning, It is annoying at first, and you may never get used to It. Alejandro would get agitated after a few mornings of being back from missions and waking up to the donkey making weird noises outside because she got used to being fed whenever she was loud enough so now it became a habit.

- Alejandro would eventually get a small stall built for the donkey, makes it comfortable but also cute looking from the outside. (Also puts extra food to just attempt for the donkey to quiet down the neighbors have complained. You might be too, Alejandro is definitely grumbley about her being so loud, but puts up with it.

- Also ensures there is plenty of room for the donkey to do what she pleases.

- Alejandro once loudly screeched in the middle of the night, you scrambled out of bed when you heard it. Finding the man murmuring in Spanish, throwing insults and curses at the donkey who had her snout pressed against the window, the moon reflecting her eyes to make it ‘scary’ looking if you weren't paying attention.

If you laugh at him he would give you an unhappy half-glare, gently pushed your laughing face away from him as he shook his head, having had thought you put the donkey away in her pen earlier as it was 2AM.

If you attempt to ‘comfort’ him, he's looking away with a tiny blush on his face while laughing, pulling you close while shaking his head, he would put his hand to the window, and knock to get the donkey to go back to her stall that she somehow escaped.

If you just stayed in bed, he's thankful, at least you didn't hear that. But also, why aren't you getting up when you hear that he screeched, he doesn't know if that's a good or bad thing, a tiny bit offended.

Rodolfo 'Rudy' Parra:

- Rudy was picking you up in his car, a little squirmy as you got in the passenger seat, a little blanket on his lap, murmuring quietly to himself, a little distracted.

- If you ask what was ‘wrong’ Rudy would smile awkwardly and pull the blanket back a little bit, showing the little rabbit with one ear on his lap, the rabbit fast asleep. 

- He would indeed let you hold the rabbit on your lap instead as he drives, he calls the rabbit ‘Stompy’ as the rabbit stomps around to move. He would smile at you, watching you in the passage seat at a stop sign, he would move to pat your head.. then Stompy's head then going back to driving.

- What You didn't know.. there was two more at home, waiting for you. Three baby rabbits, Stompy (who just got home from the vet due to their ear), Chirps, and Flumpy, all siblings. Rudy would give a awkward and sheepish smile while rubbing your shoulder, like a ‘Please, don't be upset with this choice I made’ look on his face.

- If you do like the rabbits, great, Rudy is happy with keeping them, he takes all responsibility when he isn't working. He smiles warmly everytime he sees them, gets a little silently giddy about the fact he was the one to save these rabbits.

- If you don't like the rabbits, he will sigh quiet, but will figure out where to rehome these rabbits, will be upset for a little while, but wouldn't take it out on you. He would still smile sadly at you, but try his best to be supportive. If you have an allergy, he feels less bad about it, and willingly brought them to a new home.

- Rudy would always place the rabbits on you, gently nudging one of rabbits snout against your cheek or your jaw with a smile, would either make a little ‘bonk’ or ‘mwah’ noise when he does.. then places a kiss on your head.

- Rudy does Make little cages for them, ones capable of being a ‘safe place’ for the rabbits, a soft little home for them in his house for then to sleep. Usually lets them ‘free’ around the house, you both could hear Stompy stomp about, always makes sure to keep an eye on the three rabbits.

- His eyes would soften every time he spots you cuddling, holding, or playing with one of the rabbits, his whole body and face relaxing as he never informs you that he is watching from the doorway, just watching quietly with a soft smile on his face.

- You would catch Rudy cutting up carrots to feed them as snacks throughout the day, quietly murmuring praise to the rabbits who followed him around, he would spot you and chuckle, looking a tad bit red as he would smile but quiet down when he was ‘caught’.

Valeria Garza:

- Valeria walks into the house confidently, smiling proudly as she holds a baby fox in her hands. Tilting her head and raising an eyebrow at you, like A silent ask I'd you were bold enough to question what she had done and where she had gotten a baby fox.

- If you don't she keeps smiling, scratching behind the baby fox’s ears, allowing you to pet him as well, but if you do ask to do so, she grabs your hand to pet the fox for you.

- Valeria illegally bought this fox, (the people who sold him have been.. dealt with as well) a beautiful little baby fox with a few small white spots on his orange fur. She held him like he was a new trophy she would bring home to you.

- If you don't like the fox, she will make a face.. Fine, perhaps she could keep the fox at her base instead of home, she will make a proper area for him, that you wouldn't be around.

- If you do like the fox, Valeria looks quite smug, humming in answer as she allows the fox to roam in the home, giving him his own little room. She would ensure his comfort, safety and also give him the best treatment no other animal would ever get.

- You often find Valeria talking on the phone with this little fox on her lap, she could go from harshly ordering people around to talking calmly as if not to scare the fox. The fox gets used to It, your hand could pet his head whilst Valeria's distracted, she would allow you to do what you please as long as you don't bring the fox outside the gated backyard.

-  Valeria treats this fox like her baby, like something that is now apart of her vast collection of things she adores.

- Valeria would randomly bring the baby fox to you, placing him on your lap and telling you to go feed him or go play with him because she's busy and unable or (she just doesn't want to) do it herself. She’d make it up to you later, perhaps a favor.. you want to be done?

- If you are holding or cuddling with the little fox, Valeria would randomly walk past, booping his nose, waiting for a moment, before doing the same to you and then going back to doing what she was doing. No questions asked, none will be answered.

[lieutnt]

let’s creampie trans! rudy. you write him so well, especially in your overstimulation pieces.

He can tell you’re close, the way your thrusts grow uneven and choppy, your breathing growing harsher as you go to pull out only for Rudy’s hand to fly to the shirt you hadn’t bothered to take off, fist clasping the fabric.

“Don’t pull out, please,” he begs, breathing as harshly as you. It’s almost impossible to resist, slamming your hips back into him to give a few more thrusts.

“Are you sure?” You grit out, close to tipping over the edge. 

He nods his head rapidly, barely able to keep it up as it falls to hang between his shoulders, “Yes, yes, cum inside me.”

You rutt into him like an animal, his walls clenching around you and with one, two, three more thrusts you bury yourself in his cunt as deep as you can, loosing deep, airy moans as your cock pulses inside him, coating his walls with your seed.

Rudy’s walls flutter around your cock, keeping you inside and milking you for all you have until you’re drained dry, your release tapering off to slow drips.

[captianprices40thson]

Just read you're other story, it was awesome. Can you write one with male reader being married to graves and ale and rudy flirting with m/n, but every time m/n is like I'm married but never tells hes married to graves. And one day they are making out on the couch and ale and rudy walk in and are like " NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WHY HIM OF ALL PEOPLE. " and " THAT SHOULD BE ME. "

Do you have a man? I don’t see a ring on your finger

Word count: 2.3k

Requested: Yes

Warnings: Graves (jk) None really. A lot of fluff, Los Vaqueros and Graves have beef, Alejandro complains about white people (as he should), 

Notes: Wrote the vast majority of this in class while listening to IT GIRL. You know this is gonna be good. And yes, if you've submitted a request the last three days after I posted my last fic, I’ve started to work on it. Gotten a lot more than I’ve expected so I’m trying my best lol. And Anon, if you want me to rewrite this or make something different, please just ask me to, I really don't mind. I'm not too proud of this one, but I hope I've satisfied you.

(Takes place before the Graves betrayal. Reader is not part of the 141, Shadows or Los Vaqueros, but a secret fourth thing.)

“Come on, Guapo. You’re bluffing.” Alejandro smirked, crossing his arms as he spoke. You chuckled, leaning back against the truck that Rudy was loading up. This wasn’t the first time he had accused you of lying about your relationship status. If you had a dollar for each time, you’d have enough to have another wedding.

“I’m telling you, Alejandro. I’m a married man. How many more times do I have to tell you?” You confirmed for the millionth time, a stupid grin on your face. Truth be told, you didn’t half mind their flirting, it made you feel better about yourself knowing that you still got it. The fact that they refused to believe that you were married, it was sort of funny.

“I don’t see a ring.” Rudy added in after he loaded the final bag onto the truck, a know-it-all look on his face as he walked up to you too. You rolled your eyes, refusing to move from your position because you thought you looked too cool not to. “No one wears rings during active duty, Rodolfo. You see Soap and Ghost wearing theirs?” You spoke back, pushing yourself off your spot on the car for two reasons. Them being, you thought it would be cooler and Rudy was moving to open the door your foot was suffocating.

“No, Ghost wears his ring around his neck. Also I’m pretty sure Soap lost his.” Alejandro commented, making eye contact with you. It wasn’t for long because you immediately closed your eyes as you scoffed.

“Well, that’s Soap for you. I guess I just prefer to not wear mine.” You reasoned, looking over to Rudy, to Alejandro and then over to a whistle that just sounded American. That always made you smile, seeing Graves whistle his Shadows like they were dogs.

“Oh great, it’s the gringo.” Alejandro hissed, causing you to turn your head and shake it a bit.

“Hey.” You scolded him like he was a child and had just said he hated something, which was kind of true. Los Vaqueros had a sort of special hatred for Graves, perhaps it was because he was the most American man you’d ever meet, perhaps it was because he was just kind of an asshole. You’ve been trying to get them to get along, but so far it would only work on Rudy. He was the kinder of the two, it was clear.

“Alejandro. We talked about this.” Rudy chimed in, causing Alejandro to hold out his arms in disbelief. He dropped them to his sides and pointed over to Graves.

“Is it my fault he’s so white? I’m literally being blinded every time I look over at him!” He protested, causing you to chuckle a little. Rudy didn’t let himself smile, although he was internally.

“I know. It is very painful to look at him.” Rudy nodded, placing a hand on Alejandro’s shoulder and shaking his head like he was sympathising with Alejandro after he had been shot or something, not like he was complaining about white people. A valid complaint in most people’s eyes.

“I don’t even say it to any of the 141.” The taller man whisper-shouted, searching for sympathy from you. You smiled, shaking your head as you walked over to him and placed a hand on his other shoulder so you were now one big line.

“Oh yes, you’re very strong, Ale.” You patronised him, talking down to him like he was a toddler. Before he had time to punch you, Graves walked over. Sorry, not walking, strided like the sassy man he is.

“Alright gentlemen. Let’s get this show on the road. You coming with me, Y/N?” Graves smiled, looking over to you. Both Alejandro and Rudy looked over to you, knowing that you always travelled with Graves when you went to go do something. Not belonging to any of their groups, you preferred to travel with your husband.

“Ye-”

“Actually, Y/N will be travelling with us for this mission, Graves. He’s been with you every other time.” Alejandro butted in, placing his arm in front of you like you were going to run off to the man at any minute if he didn’t step in.

“You can’t just decide where he does and doesn’t go, compadre.” Graves tried to argue, but you gave him a look to say it was fine. He nodded, making a little symbol with his hands to tell you that you were to make it up to him later. You had created a lot of those symbols, knowing that it would be hard to communicate all your incredibly affectionate thoughts for one another.

Graves walked away and the three of you turned to the car. Rudy tossed the keys around in his hands, indicating you were to sit in the back because of course Alejandro always had to take shotgun if Rudy was driving.

“Who used this truck last?” Alejandro asked as he opened the passenger’s seat door, sitting down while you buckled in and Rudy turned the keys.

“Uh, It was you last, right Y/N?” Rudy asked, turning back to you. You gave them a thumbs up, your mind replaying why exactly you had used the truck last time. Makeout sessions were not easy to go on base, and the trucks had tinted windows.

“Wait what the…who the fuck did you have in here? W-Why is the seat back like that?” Rudy asked as leant back in the seat only to realise just how far back it was positioned. The taller man held the lever that would pull the seat back up for Rudy and before you could deny anything, Alejandro had something to ask..

“AND WHY DOES THIS CAR SMELL LIKE JAPANESE CHERRY BLOSSOM? WHO THE FUCK DID YOU HAVE IN HERE?” He yelled, causing Rudy to laugh to himself at seeing your guilty face.

“THAT'S JUST HOW I LIKE TO DRIVE!” You lied, trying to come up with an excuse for why the truck was like this. You were sure they didn’t believe you, but they didn’t say anything about it for a moment.

“Sureee, we believe you, love.” Rudy smiled, starting up the car and beginning to lead the rest of the group to the relocation point. You looked over at your hand in the backseat, wondering why you had chosen not to wear your wedding ring. Sure, it was impractical as hell to have on the field, but you could easily attach it to something else, like a necklace. 

“What’re you thinking about, carino? Tryna make up a personality for your fake husband?” Alejandro asked, looking back at you from his chair. You frowned, like a full on cartoon downturned face.

“He isn’t fake, forehead. And what I’m thinking of is none of your business.”

“Oh I get it. It was sexual. You were totally thinking about Rudy and I.” “Don’t drag me into this Ale.”

“You helped me dig this hole, Rudy. You’re coming in with me.”

“Why do you make everything about sex?”

“Why do you not?”

“I’m a human that respects everyone around me, Alejandro. You don't…” You decided to tune them out, it was just the same bickering every time that somehow got you roped up in it. You’d heard it all before. They’d argue about something or other and eventually they’d make up when you forced them to, which made them want to flirt with you even more. You didn’t mind the flirting…it just got a bit tiring sometimes.

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“Hey baby.” Graves smiled as you entered the small section of the base that was dedicated to the shadows while they stayed for the time being. You smiled, walking up to him and embracing the American man in your tired arms, just wanting to hold him.

“Hey Graves.” You mumbled into his shoulder, your voice being muffled by the fabric of his shirt. It was one of your favourites, a dark blue that suited him well. Graves reached a hand up, holding the back of your head and slowly swaying from side to side.

“How were your little cowboy friends? Better drivers than me?” Graves asked, making you groan, remembering how they were flirting with you all trip. The American chuckled at your response, continuing to hold you close.

“They just can’t seem to understand that I’m married. They think it’s impossible…I don’t know whether or not it’s a compliment and at this point, I don’t care.” You groaned, lifting your head up to meet his eyes. His smile, no matter how much of an asshole he was being, was always kind to you.

“Aww, baby.” Graves frowned, holding your face in his hands. You smiled and placed both your hands on his waist, both of you leaning forward to kiss. The two of you had missed the touch that you never seemed to get, this was a rare time.

You both went down to the couch, Graves on top of you as you made out. He moved one of his hands to hold you from the back and you put another in his hair, holding the platinum blonde locks as your passion rose to the surface.

“What the fuck?!” The accented yell caused you and Graves to pull apart and look where it came from. A very very shocked Alejandro and Rudy stood in the doorway, both caught off guard by the situation.

“W-What are you two doing here?” You asked as Graves pushed himself off of you so you could speak to the two men. They never visited this part of the base on purpose, avoiding Graves and his shadows like the plague.

“What are you doing here?” Alejandro retorted, pointing to the two of you with a confused look on his face.

“I’d say its pretty obvious what my husband is doing here.” Graves butted in, pointing to you with his thumb, causing both Alejandro and Rudy’s jaws to drop. You almost let out a laugh, instead choosing to hide your reaction and just look at them blankly.

“W-What did you say?” Rudy questioned Graves, looking over at him and then back to you. It was like he couldn’t believe that someone as sweet and kind as you…was married to Phillip Graves.

“Y/N is my husband. He wasn’t lying about being married, y’know?” Graves smiled a stupid shit eating grin at the two men’s reactions. They both looked over at him, then back to you seemingly in unison. You could only lift up your hands a bit and give a ‘sorry smile’ to them. 

“B-But if not us…why him?” “COME ON, Y/N. YOU CAN DO SO MUCH BETTER!” Alejandro added in, more fond of shouting than Rudy would ever be. You made eye contact with Graves while they yelled, trying to figure out why he was the one you were romantically interested in,

“D-Do you just have a thing for Americans?”

“Is he lying to you about how good of a person he is?”

“What type of car does he drive?” 'HE'S THE WORST, ARE YOU KIDDING ME?"

“Fuckin white people, taking everything anyone else wants.”  "WHY HIM OF ALL PEOPLE?"

While the two Mexican men started rambling and guessing why you would be with Graves and not them, you and Graves decided to share another kiss while they argued, effectively shutting them both up.

“You two,” You started as now you finally had their attention. “We’re with each other because we love each other…simple.” You smiled, watching them take in the fact that you actually might just love Graves.

There was a silence while they processed that, a deafening silence and if anyone came past the room, they’d assume there was no life in there. It stayed for a minute before Alejandro spoke up.

“This isn’t over, white boy.” He vaguely threatened, making ‘watching you’ hand gestures and walking out of the room backwards, maintaining eye contact with Graves the whole time. 

“What he said.” Rudy added on, quickly walking after him, just keeping his head forward. When Alejandro bumped into the wall while trying to exit, Rudy grabbed his shoulder and they both muttered something to one another, Alejandro rubbing his head as he left.

“Were they high? What was that?” Graves asked, completely confused on what just went down. You didn’t know whether to defend them or not, because to be honest, you thought they were as well.

“I have no clue…” You whispered, turning back to Graves and laying back down on the couch in the position you were in before. The blonde saw this and smiled, laying down back on top of you, not kissing you, just laying there.

“We can deal with them later.” He whispered, closing his eyes and just laying there with you. You smiled, placing your hand in his hair and mentally preparing yourself for whatever the dynamic duo were going to try next. You had no idea what it was going to be, but you just hoped they wouldn’t resort to trying to kill Graves. But, there was no saying what those men would stoop to to win your affection.

[brokenpieces-72]

Older arctic fox reader, a good friend of Nikolai's, helps the 141 with a mission in Russian territory, and meeting our little wendigo as well.

Do what you want with this.

The reader is male, since I don’t usually do male readers. I’m definitely not imagining this guy looking like the anime KFC guy with fox ears and a bomber jacket…definitely not. Also lets access a different branch of the military with Special Investigations unit.

Fäks

You and Nik go back, and pretty far back. You served together in Russia and when he started working more “freelance” you got him whatever he needed to get whatever he needed. How did you two meet well funny story…he flirted with you. In his defence this was some time ago. Nik wasn't exactly sober either. Your hair was longer then and your body shape was slimmer than most. You’d been called beautiful by more than a few men before they noticed you were male. You started hitting on him back to see if he would pick up on your masculinity, before just asking Nik if he had figured it out yet. Nikolai saying you were very foxy for man is what cemented your relationship.

Nik didn’t tell you everything, but he kept in touch even after you parted ways. When a mission came up, and your commanding officer told you to stand down or to let it go, you reached out to Nik. Off the record wasn't uncommon for you, to the point you'd acquired a few safehouses for your own safety. You contacted Nik to see if you could get some help with your business trip, and he could deliver. When he told you the hybrids he could invite to your vacation home, your tail flicked. A wendigo, a dragon, a werewolf. You had to keep the list a little short but Nik wasn't about to just chauffer.

You stood outside the small base as the chopper landed, a smile on your face, under your scarf. Ice flecks whipped up around you, forcing you to raise your arm to protect your eyes. You didn’t approach until the rotors stopped. The rest shuffled out while Nik wasted no time coming to greet you.

“My brother.” Nik said, clasping your hand and providing a bear hug, which you return with a grin.

“Good to see you again comrade. This must be your friends.” You said, turning your attention to the newcomers.

“Captain.” Nikolai said, inviting Price over. “Meet Fäks. A good friend of mine.”

The dragon hybrid came over and shook your hand. He was bloody big, his horns making it difficult to keep a beanie on his head. You smiled, regardless of being a little intimidated.

“Welcome to Russia captain. It’s a pleasure.” You says.

“Pleasure is mine, Private Fäks.” Price said, nodding. All business this one. You were introduced to each one as friends. If there was a human who could bring hybrids together, it was Nik. Sure any human could arrange a meeting but Nik was special, looking past the hybrid while showing respect to it as well. As the soldiers filed out you noted each one. Gaz came up behind Price, shaking your hand in respect. Another human, Rudy greeted you next before going with Gaz towards the safe house. The final two exited the helicopter. A werewolf with his tail sticking out, saying to call him Soap. Behind him was a smaller soldier, with antlers and rabbit ears, calling herself Spirit. As the wolf and jackelope hurried inside, you took note of how Spirit was tagging along after Soap.

“Recruiting rather young.” You commented. Price nodded, his expression tells you it wasn't exactly his idea.

"Those two are a vision in the field." Price assured you. You looked forward to it.

Once inside and rooms sorted you wandered about, being as good of a host as you could. Nik would be sticking around to assist with extraction for this mission. You hadn’t gotten a chance to see the men with their jackets, scarves and toques off. The next day would be plenty of planning and decision making, figuring out how to break into a facility that was extracting various illegal materials and bi products from hybrids. This was a little personal for you, as you’d nearly had your own tail cut off or someone shave it for some sick mink.

There is a small lounge that could pass as a living room and you see the men have made themselves at home. You smiled reclining in a seat and immediately being asked by the harpy, about how you and Nik met. Nik loudly groaned, and buried his face in his hands, as you leaned forward ready to embarrass the shit out of him. Kyle already had a grin on his face.

“I was minding my own business whe-how old are you?” You said, interrupting yourself when Spirit walked in. She had a book in her hands, eyes wide like a deer in headlights.

“Uh…haven’t looked.” Spirit said. You looked at Nik.

“Not my idea.” Nik said shrugging.

“Apologies malen'kiy. Not used to such a young soldier.” You said. Didn’t mean to startle her.

“Come in Spirit, you’ll want to hear this story.” Gaz called to her. Spirit’s eyes went from wide to bright as she hurried to sit with Kyle. It’s cute how cozy she looked, with Gaz letting her snuggle up. Reminded you of someone else. You needed to focus on what was before you. Mission first, personal stuff later.

“Where was I…right I had a drink. Was enjoying some water, when Nik comes up and sits down like any old stranger.” You continued.

Originally Nik sent you a few files for the mission, since you would be leading it. Turns out he neglected to tell you what the wendigo was supposed to be. You were expecting a lanky humanoid, and when you were planning the mission that image remained.

“Wall here is pretty weak. I can find a hole nearby I’m sure.” You suggested when going over the plans. You looked up at Soap. “Unless a werewolf can?”

“I could do it.” Spirit suggested. “Wait, how much do I need to break it?”

You stood there for a moment, and looked up at the team. None of them said anything. The little jackalope just gave an expectant look. Were you missing something? You decided to take her at her word, but breaking the wall wasn't exactly what you were going for.

“On the other side is a lab. Not sure what’s in it but based on some of the cargo and shipments I’ve seen going in and out there’s a chance of explosives.” You continued.

“Door access might be easier.” Price suggested. Spirit looked a little disappointed.

“My thoughts as well.” You said.

“So breaking in from the outside is a no go?” Kyle asked. Certainly seemed more risky. So far breaking in with what access points you could reach would be more complicated with others but you couldn’t do this mission alone.

“I hate to suggest it, but could we slip in undetected?” Price asked. You considered that but didn’t like the idea.

“It would involve cages, some good acting, and a prayer.” You said. “Nik could drive a vehicle in with us in the back as cargo but the downside is we would need to either be drugged or knocked out. They won’t take “subjects” that are too active, and don’t want anyone knowing their way around in or out of the facility. Every stake out, all I could hear was breathing, no calls or cries. Overheard some drivers talkings about it with the guards.”

“Can we play dead?” Spirit suggested before looking at Soap. “No offence.”

Kyle snickered at Soap’s rolling eyes. You continued, “No, they test to ensure the hybrids are drugged. Guards will enter the truck for inspection before any of them go through.”

The young soldier seemed to shift from foot to foot. You could hear her heart picking up. When Soap put an arm over her shoulders she seemed to relax. The thought of cages made you a little uneasy as well, but it was easiest way.

“I don’t mean to devalue anyone, I have great respect for your work truly, but is bringing someone so young along a good idea?” You asked aloud.

“I’ll be fine.” Spirit said. You could hear her let out a huff, eyes firmly on the map. A strong malen’kiy.

Day before the mission you found yourself in the living space again, with Spirit sitting and drawing in her sketchbook. You had brought a sort of peace offering in the form of a muffin. She accepted it politely.

“Apologies for any offence I may have given you. It was not my intention.” You said. Spirit looked up a friendly expression on her face.

“I wasn’t offended.” Spirit said. You nodded and sat down, eyeing what she was working on. An arctic fox.

“Nik tells me you are a part of a program?” You asked. She nodded but fidgeted a bit. “Bad memories?”

“A bit.” She said, more focused on the sketch. You smiled.

“Do you need me to pose?” You teased. She looked at you smiling and shaking her head.

“I noticed you looking uneasy. While we were briefing.” You asked. When cages were brought up Spirit seemed to shift from foot to foot. Rudy would be a driver, along with Nikolai. You, Spirit, Price and Soap would be in cages and drugged. Gaz would provide overwatch. “If you don’t feel comfortable, you could always go in a cage with someone else, if it makes you feel safe.”

“You’re sure the drugs will be a lower dose?” She asked. You checked and double checked almost every hour, the doses were specific and precise, so they’d wake when they needed to, and wouldn’t be out any longer. You put a hand over your heart looking the young hybrid in the eyes.

“On my honour."

The truck is chilly but cold doesn’t bother you, nor does it bother Soap. Spirit had opted for staying in the same cage as Price who seemed a little chilly. Before the doses were administered, she curled up closer. Spirit insisted on having her poncho. Soap was also adamant on this.

“You have a little comrade captain.” You commented. Price nodded while Spirit gave a proud and smug look.

“Always.” Price said, his wing covering Spirit. You hear a small laugh, and quiet words from Price. Gaz went to each of you, injecting the dose. It would put you all to sleep. When you woke it was go time. You and Soap would be in one part of the lab, while Spirit and Price would be in another. Horns and antlers were valuable, as were scales. Furs had value but only so much. You notice Spirit getting nervous, can hear her breathing becoming unsteady. Price was there to keep her calm.

“You got this milan’kiy.” You told her. The needle goes in, she winced and then leaned back against Price. Price adjusted her to keep her from falling before Nik injected him. Soap was fidgeting in his own box as Rudy put the needle in him next.

Then it was your turn…and you…fall……asleep.

When you awoke you were close by to Soap who was already assessing the cage. He was focused, and ready. There was an extraction team on the way, but getting the other hybrids to safety was top priority. You started to pick the lock when you heard the horrible screech of bending metal. Soap was half shifted.

“That works.” You said and hurried out leading him to some more cages to assess the situation and get some files. Import records, profiles, transactions, whatever you could do to get to the root. You lift blankets on cages to check and see plenty of younger hybrids. The program was about to have a long week. Soap was getting the security system turned off. You were a “late shipment” which meant you had some time. No one would come to assess you for testing or anything like that which made for a perfect opportunity to get as many out as you could.

“How are those cameras?” You asked.

“What cameras?” Soap responded. You gave him a chuckle as he joined you, peeking under a blanket. Another fox hybrid, shivering, and looking newly shaved. Seeing soap, fhe fox cowered. Soap backed off, as you hushed the young kid.

“Не волнуйся. Мы здесь, чтобы помочь вам. Просто держись крепче.” You said. The kid nodded, eyes a little brighter. The blanket goes back down, and you stand up.

“Aye, Fäks. Found some shipments.” Soap called over. You came up to him, seeing the crates with smaller containers. The labels were going to a few high end companies. Disgusting, all of it. There was a barking sound. The two of them turned and saw the white Cadejo. Rudy had returned, which meant the guards wouldn’t be an issue. Soap got to the door and knocked, getting a response from Rudy immediately and letting him in.

"Find everything?" He asked.

"Downloading now." You informed him seeing the loading bar come up. Of course their tech was old and slow.

"Nikolai is on the other end." Rudy mentioned standing next to you, to see the progress himself.

"How is fairing?" You asked. There was a loud bang which told you something wasn't going right.

"Soap, Rudy, stay here." You instructed immediately. If there was one thing you didn't like it was sitting and waiting, and right now there was a chance a good friend of yours was in danger. You don't wait for their response as you leave the room and see a couple guys in lab coats rushing out. You drew a knife from your boot, shanking them both with quick and simple agility. You can hear odd noises and when you get the chance to look inside, you see Spirit's wendigo form, roaring and growling at whatever guards decided to poke her with a stick. Or cattle prod. Clearly they'd taken her out of the cage, intending to do some last minute assessment or maybe to get her antlers off. Price was taking out any guards that tried to go for him while Spirit tried clawing at them. Nik still had a weapon from his disguise, firing from whatever cover he could find from the tables and empty cages.

You don't hesitate to get more primtive, your blade doing only so much when it comes to armoured gear. You claw and bite, yes you have teeth, and you aren't afraid to dive into smaller space to remove anyone wanting to use the element of surprise. Thankfully, the fighting doesn't last long and you don't have too much blood in your mouth.

"Anyone broken?" Price called, taking a moment to catch his breath.

"Good here." You said.

"Fine here captain." Nik called, as you gave him a hand up.

Spirit made a cooing sound, shuffling from foot to foot. You approached her and she looked down at you tilting her head. A jackelope wendigo hybrid. Certainly a new one. Seeing the scraps of her clothes, you understand why she wore the poncho. Spirit shifted back to her more human state, retrieving a weapon from one of the guards. Still seemed a little shaken, but ready and at attention.

"Files should be finishing up. We have plenty of hybrids to extract." You said.

"Let get to it." Price said.

Plenty of reports and paperwork to write and sign for this side mission. The hybrids were either put into a program like Spirit's or were waiting for their family to retrieve them. You checked up on Nikolai, and as always he was still holding strong. After completing your last signature for the day, you got up to go find him. Knowing him, he'd likely have a drink, and you could use one.

"Figured you'd need one." Nik said, offering you a poured glass. As always, he'd thought of everything. You took off your jacket, letting it rest on your shoulders as you sat with him at the table. "Long day."

"Indeed." You said taking a long sip. The two of you nursed your glasses.

"How are you?" Nik asked you.

"That's your best pick-up line?" You asked, recalling the night you two had met. Nik laughed. "I'll be fine."

"You see your little one at all these days?" He asked.

"I avoid it." You admitted. Nik shook his head, pouring you another.

"You should see them. Wait a little, but go see them." Nik said. You could never turn him down. Even when you two first met. He was right though. You should go see your little one. Spirit had reminded you of them, and they deserved to have you around even if you didn't think so.

"I will. They're still reading, and I've started doing it too. Plenty to talk about I'm sure." You said. Nik nodded, and you spent the rest of the evening, catching up, inviting the others to join, and remembering the good times.

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[coventh]

“ BE STILL . ”

DISCLAIMER; im not dead (surprisingly) just been making hella drafts and never finishing any of them so i present to you a rudy drabble bc hes been taking over my mind all week. (and im extremely lazy atm; not a shocker) Pairings; Rodolfo ‘Rudy’ Parra x Top Amab reader ★ cws; cock warming, fucking on a desk, whiny rudy (giggles), submissive rudy

He grew more desperate by the second, his face buried into your neck as he tried moving his hips just to be stopped by you.

He whined when you stopped him, listening as you went back to filling out paperwork.

“Please..” He said into your neck as he attempted to rock his hips again only to be stopped.

“Be still.” You ordered him only causing him to whine again.

“I’ve been waiting for so long, please..?” He begged, pressing a soft kiss against your neck.

“‘M almost finished, Be patient.” You told him focusing back on the paperwork infront of you.

“You said that 30 minutes ago, i’ve been so good..” He said desperately, huffing against your skin in frustration.

It had been another 15 minutes or so, and he got more and more desperate by the second.

Pre-cum leaked out of his cock, staining onto his shirt. He moved his hips again, But this time you didn’t stop him.

He rocked his hips again, the only thing you did was gently place your hand on his hip still not stopping him.

He kept rocking his hips at a slow pace, to lost in pleasure to wonder why you weren't stopping him.

He snapped out of it as you picked him up and sat him on the desk, sliding all of your stuff out of the way.

His legs instantly hooked to your lower back, arms wrapped around you neck tightly. “You’ve waited long enough, Yeah?” You asked, a smirk plastered across your face.

“Yes— Fuck, i’ve waited so long please just move.” He said, eager to have you cock deep inside of him.

you draw all the way out, tip getting caught on his rim before you slam forward, the sound of skin meeting skin as you continued the action at a fast pace.

Rudy’s muffled moans weren’t muffled for long at your harsh pace, his cock slapping against his stomach as his body with with each thrust.

His nails dug into your back, the pain not even noticeable as the pleasure washed over it.

You leaned down a bit to nibble at his neck, searching for his most sensitive spot finding it instantly.

His back arched as your cock jabbed at his prostate repeatedly, the moans that escaped his mouth were so loud anyone at least three rooms down could here them.

One of your hands gripped his cock, stroking it in sync with your thrust, a choked sob escaped his mouth as you did so.

He started to move his hips back into yours, the knot in his stomach tightening with the extra stimulation of your hand stroking him.

“Fuck— im so close.” He moaned out, his eyes screwing shut. “You gonna cum for me?” You questioned, smirking against his neck as he quickly nodded.

“Come on, cum for me.” You ordered him watching as he wasted no time to do as you said, cum shooting out of his cock and spilling onto your hand and his shirt.

You continued your thrust, chasing after your own climax. your nails digging into his hips and he fully laid back on the desk, gripping your shoulders for support.

He chanted your name over and over again, starting to push him well into overstimulation his back arched again, his mouth falling agape.

“(Name)..” he whimpered out, the overstimulation becoming to much for him. “I know. I’m close baby, ‘m close..” You told him and it was true.

all it took was a few more sloppy thrust until your hips stuttered and you emptied your seed inside him.

You fell on top of him, making sure not to put to much weight on him. You felt you cum start to leak out of his hole, dripping down your balls.

You slowly pulled out of him, walking away quickly to retrieve a towel to clean him off.

Who would’ve thought fucking on your desk would have been that amazing?

᪤; works belong to seveett, do not translate, copy or repost anywhere.

dt; @fizzyyelf

[denziezwhattfuck]

M!Reader with his shirt off infront of 141 and Los Vaqueros

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You wanted to eat something, your stomache rumbled, It was morning and you felt hungry, you were laying down on your bed with a shirt off thats what you usually do at night sleep with no shirt off you felt It was nice. You got up stretching yourself out watching the floor for like minutes, wore your slippers as you walked out of your quarters. You were scratching your head yawning getting something to eat from the fridge, the team had gone to a morning jog altogether early in the morning you'd join sometimes but sometimes you wont since you dont feel joggingg. They'd usually go hours jogging from outside the base and sometimes they'd come back 10 or 11 AM, you didnt mind though, you were being lazy didnt really bother putting on clothing, then you heard a door open, they finally arrived sweaty wiping the sweat off their face with a towel, you shrugged It off and continued on getting food for you to eat, Ghost was the first to see you as he heard something from the kitchen went to go check and saw you shirtless, "(Y/N)?" You turned to look at Ghost with a towel around his neck, you hummed while grabbing spoon full of cereal then shoving It in your mouth, Ghost was blushing behind his mask seeing your gorgeous body in display, those curves he admired, the rest of the team went Ghost, as they went beside him they saw you peacefully eating cereal with your whole body for them to see, Konig covered his eyes blushing madly behind his mask just by a glace of your body, Price looked from the side blushing, Soap had his eyes on your body the whole time blushing furiously, Graves covered his mouth with his hands blushing, Alejandro was standing still looking around trying hard not to get distracted by your structure, Rudy who covered his whole face covering the biggest blush on his face, Ghost who stood there smirking behind his mask, your eyes looked at as you saw your team stood infront confused on why they had their faces red, "Are you guys okay?" You questioned, "Y-yeah were fine dont worry.." Rudy said as he didnt show his face to you scratching his head whilst looking down on the floor, Konig nodded rapidly, "Did you forget to put a shirt on or.." Soap asked still blushing madly from the site, "Oh, I was just lazy putting a shirt on plus I was really hungry so I immediately went outside to get some food." You smiled continuing on eating, the team felt It was unreal to see your body It was too edible, Price went to go grab one of his tshirt's putting It on the table still looking at the sides, "Put a shirt on soldier.." You noticed that shirt he'd given to you was his and had a clichè line on It, you nodded as you stopped eating cereal a bit putting his shirt on, It felt oversized but you didnt mind as It felt comfortable, "Thanks, Captain." You winked and chuckled.

"You cant see what you're making us feel.."

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Quite enjoyed writing this sorry If I got something wrong in detail on here :))

[gatorbites-imagines]

hii can i pretty please request the 141 + the other guys (könig, alejandro, graves, whatever lol) w/ a reader who just kinda repeats the phrases or last could words they say? kinda like a parrot lmao

i'm autistic and it's one of the things i do 💀

Cod Boys

Headcanons

couldnt think of a gif to add, so heres a tiger.

I have a lot of Echolalia (repeating noises or words you hear) too, so same. I added Horangi too, cuz I love that guy and there isn’t anything about him in the x reader tags.

John Price

Price honestly finds it endearing, he thinks its cute that you repeat things he says, especially if you weren’t British and were to copy his accent. I could imagine him growing so used to it he doesn’t even realize you do it anymore.

He wouldn’t be annoyed by it either as its just part of who you are, and he’s just happy you feel safe letting yourself verbally stim around him. He also finds its fun to know what media you’ve been watching, or if you’ve been paying attention to what he’s said.

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

Gaz would just find it quirky, he might even find it charming in a way. He knows its not something where you choose who or what you repeat, but he still likes that its him you repeat stuff from.

You both end up walking around and repeating the same things, you because you repeat stuff because that’s just how you are, and Gaz because he’s been around you long along to start to develop the same habit, but only when it comes to you.

Simon “Ghost” Riley

He is also autistic, but where you copy noises or words, he’s the silent staring kind. He doesn’t speak a lot as we know, so he’s a little surprised the first time you repeat what he says, especially when you don’t even seem to realize you’re doing it.

Ghost ends up developing Echolalia as well, but only copies stuff you say or things like animal noises, and only when it’s the two of you alone together as he masks around other people.

John “Soap” MacTavish

Soap loves it when you copy or repeat stuff he says or noises he makes, it finds it cute and special as its something just so you, at least in your group. He would never look down on you for it either, as its not something you can really control.

He has tried to make you repeat the dumbest stuff and there’s no stopping him, and if he succeeds, he just starts snickering. Soap laughing is what makes you realize you must have said something funny, which only makes him laugh even more.

Alejandro Vargas

Alejandro starts calling you bird or parrot as a nickname, especially if you are the type to copy animal noises. He finds it funny when you mimic Spanish words if you aren’t a native Spanish speaker.

He’s honestly impressed with how well you can say stuff in Spanish if it isn’t a language you speak. It just becomes a thing he finds comfort in, since it means your there, alive, and well. So if you were to go quiet for longer periods of time, he might worry a bit.

Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra

Rudy doesn’t speak as much as everyone else, so he finds it a little endearing that you repeat the stuff he says as it means you were at least subconsciously paying attention to him and what he said.

I could imagine Rudy liking to just sit together in mostly silence, so when he does speak there’s pretty much a 100% chance you’ll mimic whatever he said, which he finds nice as it helps him feel some kind of normalcy, since you are there with him.

Phillip Graves

He would think you were mocking him in the beginning, until he realizes it’s something you do with everybody and you might not even realize you are doing it unless someone points it out. He never says anything about it, since its just part of who you are.

Graves will rip someone a new asshole if they were rude to you about it though, he may be an ass to most people, but you are one of his so he watches out for you. He doesn’t show it but he cares, in his own way.

König

König doesn’t speak a whole lot outside of missions, so you’d most likely copy him during missions or similar. This ends up with you two repeating copy over and over, over the comms. It becomes almost a little game, which helps put you both at ease during stressful times.

If you copy his German hed find is sweet, as it helps him feel a little more at ease since he’s most likely far away from his home country. So even if you don’t speak German, it helps him come out of his shell a little.

Kim "Horangi" Hong-Jin

Horangi would think you were making fun or him or mocking him, but seeing as you just do it as regularly as you do and don’t realize he doesn’t pick a fight like he might have, if anybody else did it.

He ends up growing to like that you do it, and he will throw hands with anyone who tries to make you uncomfortable about it or insults you for it. He starts speaking more Korean around you, just wanting you to repeat words in his mother tongue even if you don’t understand it.

[issdisgrace]

Currently thinking abt male user who has a MASSIVE knowledge about history and geography as if he witnessed it all with his own eyes yknow?

Reader who rambles like a nerd whenever something abt history comes up or when someone mentions it (especially the ottoman empire) and the tf141 are just schocked that someone can know that many stuff

(Kinda self projecting but yk)

COD MEN WITH A HISTORY NERD S/O

WARNINGS: None

A/N: I decided not to not just limit this to the 141 but I hope you enjoy this anyway.

ALEJANDRO

Alejandro likes when you tell him about history from your homeland. He finds himself learning a lot of things he didn’t know happened. Also when you tell him the history of your homeland makes him feel closer to you and your culture.

PRICE

Price finds it cute when you rant about history. He will listen to you talk for hours. He has no interest in the things you talk about he likes how passionate and knowledgeable you are about different subjects.

KEEGAN

Keegan doesn’t really give a shit about the fact you like history. But he will listen to you rant on and on about it but don’t expect him to engage in the conversation in anyway. He’s just an ear to talk too.

RUDY

Rudy is kinda of a history nerd in his own right but he only focuses on Mexican history rather than global history like you do. He likes when you guys exchange different history facts. He also likes when you know Mexican history so you both can nerd out together.

GHOST

Like Price he finds it cute when you rant about history. Unlike Price he is very much interested in what you are ranting about. He often takes mental notes on things that you seem the most passionate about and learns about them so he can contribute next time you talk about it.

[spicyspiders]

I eat up your writing so much like a famished person !!

Thoughts on a younger gn!reader joining TF141 and is a higher rank then all of them?

I'm glad you like them! Since you said thoughts, I wrote headcanons instead of a story. Hope that’s okay!

I did a little research (really just a quick Google search) and based on that information, that would put you around 25 and older. I stopped at Captain which is Price’s highest rank. He’s 37 in the game so you’d still be much younger than him. 

You’d probably be closest to Soap. In his biography, in the game it says that he was the youngest person to pass the SAS selection so I think with you being young and at a high rank, he would hold a lot of respect for you. With the two of you being the youngest members of the task force, that’d also probably mean you would spend a lot of time together between missions bonding since you have a similar age in common. 

I think Gaz would respect you in the same way Soap would. Price is like a mentor to Gaz, so he would turn to you a lot to learn. Gaz was given his nickname due to not saying much, so I think he would eventually fill you in on why his nickname is what it is, but it would take some time. 

Even though you would be at an equal rank with Price, you would still feel like he was above you with the amount of experience he has. Even though you would feel like this, Price would never reinforce that, he would always make sure you felt comfortable and he would never shame you for asking questions or going to him for advice. 

Ghost and Farah call Price old man, so when you join, they’d quickly find a nickname for you based on how young you are. 

With them being a team, they’re all protective of each other, but with you being the youngest, they would always make sure you were safe on missions. 

You and Ghost would always be on a basis where you would refer to each other by your ranks, until Ghost shows his face. After that, you would still refer to each other by rank, but the occasional nickname, first name, or last name would be said as well. 

At first, after meeting Farah, you were intimidated by her because of how cool you thought she was. She could pull of a pair of goggles and could drive a motorcycle, how could you not be?

You really like Alejandro and Rodolfo. You liked hanging out with them as well as going on missions with them. Their relationship reminded you a lot of the one you have with Price, so they could always make you smile being with them.

[rodolfoparras]

now that everyone in the 141 is getting piss kink'd, it's about time for the last 2 to get it, Ale and Rudy with a thing for watersports... (can be separate or together btw)

Rudy definitely loves to be pissed on, dressed in lose sweats no underwear, down on his knees and waiting for your piss to hit the fabric, he’s got his hands behind his back, gaze glued to his cock that’s becoming more prominent as the fabric gets more soaked, he’ll get so turned on feeling the wet material stick to his dick, whines and whimpers escaping his lips, cock hard and aching but won’t touch himself, not until you allow him to do it

You don’t even have to ask before he’s down on his knees, bare in the shower, knees pressing down onto cold tile, and warm piss mingling with hot water, will want to clean you up, hot tongue lapping at your cock, eyes fluttering shut and moans escaping his lips as he tastes you in his mouth

Both you and Alejandro know he has a piss kink, however there’s no way in hell he’d ask you to piss on him, instead you’d have to roughly push him down on his knees- and fuck if his cock doesn’t twitch in excitement from it, before you’re telling him to keep his hands behind his back and to open his mouth, if he’s feeling like a brat that day he’ll only smirk in response telling you to say the word please, if he’s eager for pleasure he’ll easily part his lips, either way you’ll be met with the sight of Alejandro down on his knees hands behind his back, lips parted while you piss in his mouth, once you’re done you’ll just pat his head the words good boy leaving your lips but Alejandro won’t let you leave instead he’ll wrap his lips back around your dick, to lick you clean even going as far as sucking on your cock til you cum for him

[luboy7rt]

How I Think Los Vaqueros (+ Valeria) Characters Might Hug You

(Note: This is just what I (My headcanons) think their hugs might be like, enjoy reading!) (Platonic, romantic)

Alejandro Vargas: 

- Alejandro's hugs are quite warm and ‘homey’, somewhere you manage to feel safe in. 

- His arms would be around your neck, trapping you in his hold with his forearms against the back of your neck, not letting you see out or let anyone see in, a comfortable place for him.

- Alejandro would smile softly as he would watch you during the hug, a rare soft smile as he would press his chin into your shoulder or head, and would rest his eyes for a moment, the Colonel had a lot on his plate but in this moment he would relax. 

- Alejandro's hand would rest against the back of your head after trapping you in his hold. Gently he would massage the back of your head.

- He would also hug you from behind, one of his arms over your shoulder resting above your collarbone, this usually happens when he is focused on something and simply wanting a bit of physical touch. He would play with the collar of your shirt, or a button if there is one as his eyes were focused on anything he was focused on. 

- During the hugs from behind, he would either bury his face into your head or against the back of your shoulder as he wouldn't really.. speak. He would let his actions speak for him. 

- He always has an arm near you, or around you, or even keeping a hand on you at times, he's a lot more physically ‘clingy’, always having a casual hand or arm on you.

- He wouldn't mind you clinging to him during work as long as it isn't on the field, he's confident in himself and wouldn't really give a shit about others watching. 

Rodolfo 'Rudy' Parra:

- He is quite warm as well, he's a silent hugger. Where he would be gentle and quiet. His hand would feel like a gentle hand over you, never too heavy.

- Rudy hugs are softer, not that firm as his arms would be wrapped around your waist, his face tucked into the side of your neck as he would hold you ‘tightly’ but loosely, you would be close but you could easily leave his grasp if you wanted.

- if you are close Rudy would indeed kiss your forehead, his hands on your shoulders as he would lean back to speak to you during hugs before leaning back in.

- During hugs Rudy would hold your hand, either holding your hand behind your back or just gripping your hand during their hugs, squeezing every few seconds.

- Rudy would sway during hugs, having to be gently moving, left.. and right as he would hug you softly, patting the back of your shoulders. 

- Rudy would walk around, his arm around your torso or behind your back as you walk hugging, and talking, he's very attentive to what you say, always listening to every word.

- He's a bit more timid about hugging you with other people around, but he is willing to suck it up if it will make You happy. 

- Rudy would gently pat your shoulders, your back or your head during hugs.

- His hand would grasp your hand, squeezing and rubbing the back of your knuckles.

- He wouldn't mind how you choose to hug him, He would adapt a bit depending on what you want, he would shuffle or be awkward for a moment before relaxing.

Valeria Garza:

- I don't think Valeria would give ‘normal’ hugs, you two would have to be doing something together, like watching a movie or working In the same room.

- While Watching a movie, she would boldly put her arm behind your head, resting it on the back of the couch and pat your head. If you glance at her, she would raise an eyebrow and tilt her head, like silently checking if you are alright.

- Her hand would either be on the back of your head or on the back of your neck, she would squeeze once in a while just to ‘annoy’ you and distract you.

- Her hugs are discret, and no one else would ever see her hug you.

- I don't think Valeria Is a affectionate person, but She will hug you if you are in need of comfort, it would be tight and she would allow you to bury yourself into her arms, but other than that it would have to be casual.

- if you and Valeria aren't close friends? You're not getting shit (sorry) but I don't believe she wouldn't offer any type of praise or affection, no hugs.

- if you are close? she would ‘allow’ it, let you cling to her if no one else is watching, even if she's working as long as you are not intruding on her work.

- If people are around? She wouldn't allow you to be near her, she would order you around like she would anyone else, a tad bit nicer but no one would be able to notice. She doesn't wish for anyone to know, so no one would ever dare hurt you due to their problems with her.- I do believe she would hold the back of your head or neck during hugs or sitting near each other, she likes being in power, no matter your relationship (platonic, romantic), she would feel assured with her hand placed there, as you trusted her, and it made her feel a bit smug.