#rudys ooze

[robothell]

XIAOHONGSHU

[dmitriene]

experience of period leakage is uncomfortable, waking up through the grogginess that lingers on your eyes, making them glassy, bloated stomach wrenching with cramps that knot in the lower area of your abdomen, making you bent with muffled whine, trying to relieve the pain as your spine flexes with your movement, when you feel something sodden beneath.

oozed blood, staining the twitching skin of your thighs as you shake from the weakness, sheets beneath you now a darkened burgundy color, seeped out from where your panties now have the same rudy stain as the duvet, making your eyes swim with annoying sting, before it rips out of you with bubbled sob.

it's wakes simon up, stirring beneath the blanket that pooled at his hips as he propped himself up, one hand rubbing at his darkened, lidded with sleep eyes, ears picking at the small sound of distress immediately, and he sits up through cracking bones to see your shaking, twisted form.

noticing the reason of your distress as well, brushing his hand along the dried spot of blood beneath, no doubt soaked in the mattress by now, and the thought makes your fingers curl at the sheets in sadness that morphs itself in the anger, to the way you feel, to what you endure, buzzing in your ears along ragged sobs that make simon's heart knot in sympathy.

you didn't even noticed that he woke up, jolting lightly at the sudden touch that envelops the side of your body with comfortingly seeping warmth, until you're being scooped between two burly, spread legs and slotted gently against sturdy, rumbling chest, the cooing hoarseness of his voice suddenly overcomes the distressing buzz in your ears, calming your senses.

you melt against him, letting simon cradle you against his chest with gentle touches, and despite that you feel uncomfortably dirty because of the smudged blood on your panties, you cuddle closer with little sniffs, curling yourself in a ball, as his lips brush against your temple, nose catching at the salty wetness of your tears.

simon will take care of everything, fill the bathtub with warm water so you'll be able to wash yourself up so slipping into the clean underwear and one of his shirts would feel even more comfortable, as he'd change the sheets and dump them to washing machine along with your panties, hell, he'd even buy a new clean mattress, anything, just to not see you upset again.

you come back to the room not on your legs, but nuzzled against simon's solid chest as he carries you to the clean bed, adorned with a dark shade of sheets in case something will happen again, as he settles you beneath the softness of the blanket and lays behind you, cloaking your form with his, moving his palms to rest them on your tummy, rubbing twining, lulling circles on your relaxed skin.

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[diejager]

Okay so this is a character I have in the works but I'd love your interpretation.

What about a BunnyDragon!reader being introduced into the monster!141? Long drooping ears, a friendly temperament, spewing green flames that bring life and heal things rather than destroying them. But their claws and teeth just as sharp and deadly as any other dragon.

Rabid Cw: reader being a menace, fire, pyromaniac, tell me if I missed any.

Laughing, you dashed off, away from the mess you four created out of sheer boredom, green flames sparking and lingering on the corner of your lips were the only proof people had to link you to the few burning heaps around the base. Your ears flopped as you ran and hopped away, a skip in your feet and a bright smile splitting your face, flashing sharper than usual teeth at people who stood in your way. They all parted, little chuckles leaving their lips when they saw you, all used to your little pranks, the sly and mischievous gleam in your eyes when you got bored and the loud steps that followed you closely, either Price, Laswell or another superior chasing after you to scold you.

“Spread out!”

You separated from the others, taking your own path from the fork. Spreading out meant that it’d take more time to catch each and every one of you to bring to Price’s office, wasted time meant that you stalled your punishment and burned through Price’s anger and disappointment. You would rendezvous back on the roof or the airfield once you’d waited out long enough, or Price would hound you back to his office for a verbal lesson on behaving and not giving him and Laswell paperwork.

Which seemed to be your situation after he sent the others to find you, Soap brought back by the scruff by Ghost, Gaz by a stalking Horangi, Rudy by a snickering Alejandro and you by a touchy König. You sat on the armrest of the worn couch, giving space for your wings to breathe and flutter behind you, occasionally moving to soothe the small ache; and your tail to sway, moving back and forth on the floor like a dog wagging it’s tail. There was a slight excitement in your body, to see how Price would react to this stunt you pulled, bigger in scale and more obnoxious with the bright flowers and lively faun that bloomed after your flames died down.

“Want to explain it to me before we start?”

You all shared a look, seconds spent staring to convey a silent message that you all agreed on and that left you to work your magic. You gave him a cheeky grin, watching his eyes narrow and his arms cross before you stared your little explanation, going onto the blandness of the base, the sheer boredom you all felt and having to find something to occupy yourself with. You could feel disappointment ooze off Price in waves, his furrowed brows and shaking head to the small snickers and laughs from the men who caught you.

“You’ll be the death of me,” Price sighed, stepping away from his desk and moving towards you with big and quick strides.

You only smiled up at him, gazing at him through squinted and amused eyes, head perked up to his bowed figure, face nearing yours with a stoic expression.

“But you love me,” you let slip out, feeling especially cheeky and proud of your work, bringing life to a grey area.

“But I love you,” he agreed with a small smile, hitting your horns with his, a display of love and affection for dragons, “Doesn’t mean you’re not getting punished, any of you.”

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[tojisun]

alejandro vargas x fem reader; valeria garza x reader

!! reader is only mentioned

price thought that the interrogation was over but alejandro stepped up again, anger oozing out of his pores as he loomed over valeria. price would have commended their captive for her straight face but he realized that it wasn’t a facade – valeria truly wasn’t scared. she didn’t give any shite for whatever alejandro was bound to say.

“where is she?” alejandro asks, his explosive anger having been reduced to a simmering rage – no longer sputtering but just as scorching. his change in temper almost distracted price from alejandro’s question but as it registers in his head, price’s body locks.

she. an unknown variable where alejandro is yet at another losing end. 

valeria straightened up on her chair, her aloof attitude overtaken by a startling anger that engulfs her in rippling waves. 

“far away,” she spits out. “where she can no longer be hurt by a goddamn cowboy.”

alejandro snaps his teeth, seizing valeria by her shoulder. the action spurs the rest of the 141 to flank both parties but neither valeria nor alejandro pay them any heed, choosing instead to keep snarling at each other.

“you poisoned her mind,” alejandro says. “you put ideas in her head, twisted the person that i am until you were able to make her resent me.”

valeria barks out a laugh, a sound that scratches her throat even though they could all hear the lack of humour behind it. her body shakes as she does so, throwing her head back in faux elation. through it, alejandro’s jaw clenches, his eyes furrowing even more as he watches her.

“oh vaquero,” valeria states as her laughter peters out. “i didn’t even have to do much, not when you actually left us. left her.” 

alejandro snatches his hand from valeria’s shoulder like he’s been burned, his face losing colour. valeria’s lips curl into a smirk, moving to sit back down as though her words had not stung even herself.

“i didn’t leave her.”

no one missed how alejandro had not refuted his claims of leaving valeria.

she hums, unbothered. “you chose war over our wife, vaquero. there is no excuse.”

and there it was, the missing piece. 

price tries not to react but his hands twitch at the revelation, the weight of what is happening settling in. he realizes that this is a territory that he rather not be part of so he turns, meeting rudy’s eyes and with a nod, they begin to escort valeria out. 

alejandro stays at the very back, quiet and lost in his own thoughts.

[blingblong55]

Sweat- Rodolfo Parra NSFW

Based on a request:

Desperate for some Rudy smut! My baby doesn’t get enough attention.

F!Reader, smut, 18+, MDNI, P-in-V, unprotected sex

It was midnight when he and you awake, he in the kitchen and you in the room. You were looking back at the videos you and him had created the night before, your moans playing over and over the speakers of your phone. You felt the sudden urge to go and mess with Rudy. Your steps are silent as you approach him from behind, kisses on his neck, your arms wrapped around his waist. "Hm, missed me that much, cariño?" he smiles and leans back, letting you kiss him more. You nod and smile, "So much, Rudy, I need you." Your voice is low and seductive.

He chuckles and then lets out a small gasp as he feels your hands wander his trousers. "You are not so innocent, R/N," he whispers, the grip he had on the pan he was using becoming weaker. You find your way to his boxers and you begin to slowly tease his length. He let out a soft moan, wanting to turn around and kiss you but you won't budge. You begin to stroke his every needy dick, he smiles and moans. He leans further back into you, and you kiss and nibble on his neck. He moans and smiles, the pleasure you always made him feel being greater than anything. He turns the stove off, and you continue to stroke his dick, making him more and more desperate for you to be a little rougher with it.

Needs that release now more than ever. He turns around and carries you, your hips around his waist. He begins to kiss your lips, savouring heaven as if it was the first time. He lays you on the bed, kissing your neck and trailing to your chest, like a madman he removes your shirt and shorts. The nightwear on the floor, he smiles and opens your legs, looking at you before placing himself in you. You nod, giving him consent.

You both gasp as he begins to thrust into you, moans and whimpers echo around the room. As they become more aggresive and passionate, the more you hold onto him. His kisses so wet and playful. "Rudy, fuck…i…so close." your head thrown back, his size making you get closer and closer to your orgasm. You can't create complete sentences as he melts your brain away. Your body and his, fitting perfectly together. His forehead against yours, sweat dripping down from both of you. Your legs wrapped to his sides, his hand on the back of your head while the other holds your hips.

You moan loudly and lean in and as you were unable to kiss him, you bite his lower lip. He groans as he gets more desperate for his release. A knot is formed in your stomach, your orgasm getting closer by the second, your head thrown back into the pillow. He groans louder, raspier and more desperate for his own release. Your eyes to him, watching as he rams his hips between your thighs. Your hands grip his arms, back arched as you cum. Your loud moans turn to whimpers when he doesn't stop thrusting into you. "Rudyyy…fuck…please…i can't..you don't know what you are doing to me!" you became sensitive as his fingers abused your clit.

He chuckles and leans back, his hand gripping your hips the second his cock began to ooze out his warm and thick seed inside of you. "Oh fuck oh fuck…" he moans and looks at you, a grin on him as he pulls out and watches his seed leak from you.

"Cariño, look at that beautiful," he leans in and plants a intimate and passionate kiss on your lips.

[konigsblog]

How about the COD boys and period sex?

please ignore this if it makes you feel uncomfortable or uninterested, I haven't seen anything on it with them.

this doesn't make me uncomfortable, don't worry !! i get a lot about period sex with the COD men, so here...

༉‧₊˚.⭒ EACH MW2 CHARACTER AND PERIOD SEX..

characters included: ghost, soap, gaz, price, alejandro, rudy, könig, horangi ... ｡*ﾟ+⭒·｡*ﾟ+⭒ not my photo below, message me for credit.

GHOST isn't bothered. he makes sure you're comfortable, that you're not too sore or aching before easing in. he's gentle and soft with you, getting his hands bloody whilst rubbing your sensitive clit in circles, kissing your neck annd making out with you messily while fucking into you sloppily. cumming deep inside you and watching as his cum oozes out your tight hole, mixed with your blood making it a pretty pink :( one that matches the shade of your pretty panties !!

SOAP doesn't mind it too much, he's a soldier after all, a little bit of blood won't scare him... although, he won't be gentle with you, instead fucking you like a slut. whispering praise in your ear as he thrusts deep inside you!!! your bodies pressed together and his lengthy dick stuffes in your sloppy cunt. grr', he definitely eats you out afterwards, tasting your blood on his tongue, fingering you till you're sobbing and gaspin' :(

GAZ won't fuck your pussy whilst you're on your period, inside fingering you and rubbing your clit whilst you allow him to fuck your asshole nicely :( his lengthy, veiny size pounded deep into your ass, slowing down his pace and sloppily fucking into you, messy sex with your hand covered in blood and his fingers coated in your period blood, stuffed inside your pussy while you rub your nub in circles to soothe the ache in your stomach. feeling raw as he continues to bully his way inside your ass.

PRICE isn't bothered, he'll eat you out, fuck you raw... he's your captain, he's not afraid to fuck you and get his cock bloody from your period blood. your legs pushed over his shoulders and his thick, girthy dick slamming into you sensitive cunt, tight walls clutching onto him as you wail out and cry his name through whiney moans, sloppy pussy dripping around him. definitely sucks at your clit afterwards, the friction from his beard against your soft thighs making you whimper and whine, sobbing from pleasure as you cum all over his beard, your juices and blood dripping from his chin.

ALEJANDRO is slightly worried, he doesn't want you to feel discomfort whilst he fucks you, instead taking it slow and rubbing his wet cock against and between your folds, prominent veins running down his shaft, the tip of his size rubbing against your sensitive clit!!! praising you through breathy grunts, cumming all over your stomach and pushing it inside your pussy, your pussy squeezing around him as you squirt against his abdomen :(

RUDY makes sure you're comfortable and in a safe position -- believing it would help your cramps. fucks you in a spooning position, his body pressed against yours, holding your thighs open as he bucks into your sloppy slit!!! you whimper, making out with him, feeling him push deep inside your cunt, cockwarming him as he shoots ropes of thick, potent seed into your cunny, covering your thighs in his load and your own slick :(

KÖNIG eats you out. he knows he's too big for you, that it'll hurt if he pushes inside and loses himself, fucking you like a wild animal. his tongue stroking back and forth between your folds, tasting your sweet juices on his tongue, your pussy dripping for him. you arch your back, grinding against his face and cryin' out his name, whining and mewlin' as he meekly guides your hips back and forth, rubbing your cunny against his tongue!! soft sounds of pleasure leave through your swollen lips, chanting his name as he sucks and flicks your clit, face tearstained and wet as you cum all over of face.

definitely comes up and makes out with you, sloppy kissing you and forcing you to taste yourself, his lips covered in crimson, staining his jaw as he looks at you; pussydrunk and greedy.

HORANGI doesn't care, he'll fuck you animalistically, his hard size thrusted into your dripping, ruby cunt, your thighs caked in juices and cum :( you sob and grip at the bedsheets, feeling him slam into you, his harsh and rough pace as he holds your hips skywards against his own, easy access to fuck you ruthlessly :((( “착해, 바로 그거야, 얘야..” you squeal out, thighs covered in crimson and his dick leaking out milky, white seed onto your clit, fingering you and making you cum over and over again, slick dripping down his palm.

[lieutnt]

I'm desperate for Rudy content so badly he's so fine😩

Dom Male reader having an obsession with ftm Rudy's thighs, marking them with bites and eating him out because reader loves being between his thighs🙏

Rudy’s breath shudders when you sink your teeth into the skin of his thigh, only pulling away once you’re sure that the mark is going to remain, attaching your lips to it and sucking, just to be sure. He wriggles against your hold, trying to ignore the fact that he can feel slick oozing out as you purposefully avoid where he wants you most, switching to the other thigh and doing the exact same.

By the time his thighs are coated in teeth marks and bruises he's desperate, fingers digging into wherever they can reach to try and get you to put your mouth on him. “Por favor, te necesito,” he begs, breath hitching as you trail kisses down to the cradle of his thighs. 

At the first drag of your tongue his hips are rocking into your mouth, his cunt absolutely soaked with arousal. Your groan of satisfaction has him knotting his fingers in your hair, keeping you pressed against him as you swipe your tongue across his folds, briefly sucking at his pulsing clit before moving back down, lapping at cunt.

Even after he’s cum twice and you’re dragging a third orgasm from him you show no signs of stopping, barely easing up as he gushes on your face and his legs tremble around you. You often talk about how you could spend hours between his thighs, and Rudy thinks that tonight you might be putting that to the test.

[sofasoap]

Love at first sight - life and death - 2

Pairing: Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra x F!reader ( aka Mini MacTavish)

Summary: Life doesn't always play a fair game. Takes place after Epilogue of the main series.

Part 1 here

Warning: M Rating. inaccuracies to medical and military related. discussion of injuries. Talk of PTSD, disabilities. mention of OC children. Rudy might be slightly OOC. Turn away now if its not for you thank you.

A/N: Thanks @gamergirlbones helping me with Spanish phrases. not beta nor properly proofread. sorry.

Part of RUDY FEST fic. Thank you @glitterypirateduck the wonderful CoD fanfic and fanart curator for organising another festival :D you are awesome.

Prompt used: Surprise

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Alejandro’s hand hesitated slightly before he made up his mind and proceeded to knock on the door. Too much talk and gossip circulating around the base. He has to sort the problem now. 

“Enter.” a rough and croaky voice replied. 

Alejandro was greeted by the sight of his hermano looking dishevelled, with piles of paperwork scattered across the desk, an unopened bottle of whisky and empty glass toppled over and resting precariously on the edge of the desk. 

“Sergeant Major Rodolfo Parra.” Alejandro growled, pulling Rudy’s attention to him from the paper works he was concentrating on reading. 

Rudy sighed as he ran his hand down his face. Exhausting is evident with the dark circles under his eyes, the unkempt overgrown beard and bloodshot eyes. 

When was the last time his hermano had slept?

“Rudy.” Alejandro growled again as he approached the desk. “Why haven’t you been answering any of my calls or messages?” 

The image of you, lifeless eyes, pupil dilated, blood oozing out from your wound as Price frantically starting CPR, the medic shouting out “CLEAR!” Before your body twitches with the defibrillator shocking your heart back into rhythm, Ghost and Gaz try hard to restrain screaming Soap from clawing his way to his sister. 

He was paralysed by fear that day. Tears running down his face. Watching the frantic activities happening all around him. He couldn’t even remember how he got onto the helo,how he got back to the base, what Soap was saying when he clutched his shoulder and pounding his fist into his chest, shouting at him. 

Everything was a blur.

The nightmare just keeps going around and around in his mind every time he closes his eyes. As he tries to fall asleep. Inhaling the residue scent from the bedsheet of your shared bed. Looking at the trinkets you left on the bedside table. The photo of you two smiling happily at each other at the wedding reception. Everything just triggers the memory of you. 

The way his heart clenches every time the notifications come through. He doesn’t dare to look at any of them nor picking up the calls. The fear of this might be the day that he has to face the reality of losing you forever. He’s not ready for it. He will never be ready for it. 

The only way to keep himself sane? Bury himself deep in work. Avoiding the calls and messages. Keep himself awake. 

Avoiding reality all together. That will make things all better, right? So he doesn’t have to know the news of your death. About how you spend the last minute of your death. 

He was a walking corpse. The day just runs into the next one. How long has it been? He doesn’t know. 

“She’s awake.” Alejandro informed his second in command. “She’s been asking for you.”

You are awake? Rudy’s eyes finally met Alejandro’’s, slowly processing the news.

Alejandro can see the information and relief sinking in as Rudy slowly lean back into the office chair and slumping, burying his face in his hands. 

“If you have been paying attention and not avoiding everything else, you would have got the news earlier.” Alejandro replied as he took a deep breath, suppressing his anger. He understands his hermano’s pain. He’s been there himself, not the easiest pit to dig yourself out from. But the disappointment and the hurt of seeing Rudy trying to avoid facing the problem and moving on and using work as an excuse to face his wife and family and friends.

“Rudy.  Enough of wallowing in self pity. Do you know what the kids were asking me the other day when I went to your mother’s house? They were asking where their mamá and papá are. What was I supposed to tell them??” Alejandro commented.  His heart pained for his niblings everytime he goes over to keep Rudy’s family updated on the situation. The children were happy to see their Tio but he was totally lost for words when they asked for their parents.

Alejandro softens as he sees how Rudy flinches at the mention of children. “Go, you need to go see her now before she comes storming back to Mexico and gives you an earful for trying to drink that bottle of vintage without her.” Alejandro said as he gave his final push for Rudy to go visit you. He wasn’t joking about how you will be unhappy with the bottle of rare vintage whisky that was given to both of you and Rudy as a wedding gift by the Taskforce. You have planned to drink it together on special occasions. 

“No opening it without me!” you warned everyone as you put it into the office safe. “If I catch any of you….” the unsaid words were enough. No one wanted to face the wraith and possible endless nagging from you. 

Rudy opens his mouth, trying to come up with an excuse, but closes it again. He knows he needs to see you. He misses you. He wants you in his arms this instant. He wants his family to be all together again.

What is he so scared of then? 

Xxxxx

“Don’t be shocked when you see her.”  Rudy frowned when Laswell gave him the cryptic warning as she picked him up from the airport. “She’s been through a lot, as you know. But her spirits are high.”

Laswell was the one who organised the medevac flight for you over the border into the USA for further complex trauma care. 

“Can’t let one of our best doctors die under our watch.” Laswell replied as the team thanked her for the assistance. “We need Lady Fortuna to keep all our soldiers alive.” 

“Then…” Rudy frowned as he queried. If you are in a stable condition, what is there to worry about?

“It’s not for me to tell.” The rest of the car trip was spent in silence.

Now, Rudy stands at the door of your private room. Finally seeing you in the flesh. There you are, sitting propped up against the pillow in the hospital bed, cuts and bruises still evident on your face, right arm in cast all the way from your shoulder to your wrist, hand all bandaged up. 

Worse for wear, but you are alive. 

Enjoying what seems to be a lively chat with Alex Keller.  Why is the ex-CIA agent even here? Isn’t he supposed to be in Urzikstan? 

A strange mix of jealousy starts to bubble up. But he knows he has absolutely no right to. Nor any reason to.

Your eyes widened with surprise and hint of fear when you spotted him standing by the door, hesitating to step in. Why the fear? 

Alex turned around as he noticed you faltering and stopped in the middle of conversation, spotting Rudy at the door. 

“I’ll give you two some time alone. I’ll drop by again tomorrow Mini. You take care.” Alex patted your hand as he stood up, ready to leave as he sensed the strange tension in the air. 

Nodding your head conveying a silent thanks, he stood up and made his way to the door. 

Alex patted Rudy's shoulder as he made his exit as he gave him a knowing look before he waved goodbye to both of you again. 

“Come in, don’t just stand over there like a stranger.” you joked as you shuffled around in your bed, carefully not to aggravate the injuries too much as you were trying to make yourself comfortable. 

That’s when he finally realised what Laswell was talking about when he spotted your missing limb. 

“Surprise aye?” You chuckled. Waving at your missing right calf and foot as Rudy made his way to sit down on the chair that was previously occupied by Alex, slightly reeling from the news. “They couldn’t save it. But at least I still got my thigh! And they managed to salvage my right arm. Despite the mess it was in.” you sighed. “ It will be a long time before my right hand will be back in action. Probably won’t be able to do anymore of the delicate operations.” you lamented. You perked up again in an overly chirpy tone. “At least the children will think their mamá is going to be some superhero with titanium leg like their Uncle Alex… “

Rudy can see it in your eyes, as you blabber on about your long term recovery and treatment plans. Despite the merriness in your voices, you are sad. You are trying your hardest to hold and hide your fear behind the wall of bubbly personality. He knows you too well. You always have to hold your head up high, putting up a strong and positive façade for the patients and everyone around you.  Because who you are. And because you have to. 

You think the world will crumble apart if you don’t. You were the pillar for the team of medical fellows you command. 

You were the pillar to the family. To him. 

“Why was Alex here?” Rudy quietly asked, silently berating himself that this was the first question and words he could ask after the reunion. 

You hummed a little bit before replying. “Believe it or not. I was part of the team that assisted with his recovery after he had his leg amputated. I might know the medical side of things, but experiencing it yourself is another.” you smooth out the blanket to cover up your legs again. “Laswell must have notified him and Farah about the news. He insisted on flying in and checking up on me, and helping me on the mental health side of things.” 

“.... to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health..” Wasn’t that the promise he vow to keep, the day he pledged himself to you, and you to him? He has failed you because he was too busy hiding away from facing his fear. He felt sick to his stomach thinking about the amount of times you have listened to his problem, his stress, saving his life  ( on more than one occasion ) but when you needed him the most? He wasn’t there for you.  Instead, someone who doesn’t have to be here, flew thousands of kilometres in to check up on you. 

“I am so sorry Cariño..” Rudy apologised as he extended his hand forward, lightly grasping your injured hand. The guilt that is sitting in his stomach like a dead weight, making him utterly sick. 

You look at your joint hands, contemplating. 

“I thought you abandoned me, Rudy.” you broke the silence after a while, avoiding his eyes. 

“Never, I will never abandon you ,Cariño..” he kneeled down on the ground in front of you, ready to apologise and begging for forgiveness. “I should have been here.. I…” he doesn’t know what else to say to make things better. 

“The panic I felt when I woke up with only Laswell and Johnny by my side. It was horrible. For a moment I thought everything was a dream, all the years we spent together were figments of imaginations.” your left hand grasps the bedsheet. Voice wavering as you kept going. “I thought you tried to avoid me because of my.. Disability.” your voice dropped down to a whisper as tears poured down from your face. Weeks of pain, both mental and physical, the loneliness finally became too much. Walls starting to crumble. “My messages and calls went unanswered. No one will tell me anything… and no one else will tell me anything.. “You started sobbing. “I missed you .. I needed you so much.. It was so hard…” 

“Remember our vow mi vida?” he asked as he looked at you, caressing your hand. You nodded as you wiped your tears, urging him to continue. “I am sorry I broke my promise, I have no excuses for it…I was a coward… I was scared .. that the next phone call or message i got, It will be them telling me you didn’t make it..” Rudy confessed, guilt ridden. 

You sighed, not knowing what to say. You can’t say you are not angry with him for his action, but part of you does understand that fear, the denial mechanism your brain gets into when bad things happen.

“Ale did give me a good lecture though. Finally snapped me out of self pitying.” he added sheepishly, “hence why I am here now…”

“That I would trust him doing it. He’s forever looking out for both of us.” you commented as you let out a little smile.Rudy’s shoulder relaxed a bit as he the corner of your lip curling up. He misses your beautiful smile. Your laughter. 

“I will always love you, no matter what. I love you for who you are, not what you are or how you are. I don’t know what I can do to make up for my stupidity but one thing for sure, Mi corazón late port…”

The exact words he said before you sank into unconsciousness. “My heart beats for you too, mo ghràdh” you whispered back. You lean forward, wincing slightly as you move your torso and injured arm. Rudy immediately stood up, moving closer to sit beside you on the bed. You carefully lean against his chest as he gently circles his arm around you, holding you in his embrace.

After weeks of Chao, waving between life and death. The two of you finally in each other's arms again. 

“You didn’t try to drink the whisky all by yourself did you?”

“Uh… No..” Alejandro must have dobbed him in. 

“Good, let’s open the bottle when we go back. What do you think?”you smiled as you gave him a kiss. 

Rudy smiled. He likes the idea. 

“No whisky for you.”

“WHY!”“ You are still recovering.”“That’s not the excuse for you to drink my portion Johnny! Captain! You are pouring too much! Gaz, that is MUG not a proper whisky drinking glass… Simon,careful with that! Rudy love, please stop them!!” 

“Sorry cariño, you invited them…”

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[therainforestechoes]

𐂯 yes another self-indulgence.... twisted shrimpo names & pronouns >_< OH we do accept fandom reqs but cant guarantee anythin ....

𐂯 scuttle hisser rudy whiskey writhe rex nicholas ghoul banshee dismay morven psyche vex blair mortis achilles sludge ooze zombi zombie zomb chase chaser critter sushi dylan

𐂯 ink(inks ichor(ichors sludge(sludges yell(yells ang(angry ang(anger red(reds tre(trench dark(darks lone(lones shri(shrill ca(catch ang(angler

[hawkeykirsah]

Kinktober Day 2: Against the Wall

Have some Soady (John "Soap" MacTavish x Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra) smut for Kinktober Day 2! This is currently completely unedited but I might clean it up and put it on AO3 eventually.

Temporary title: Getting It Out of the System Ship: John "Soap" MacTavish x Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra Fandom: Call of Duty Words: ~1500 Rating: E

Soap dropped his bergen on the bed and turned around to inspect the room Alejandro had shown him to, telling him to get comfortable and that they would meet for a debrief in two hours with a quick pat on his shoulder and strange look in his eyes. Knowing, somehow. He stretched, feeling his spine pop, and let out a low groan. 

He didn’t think he let his disappointment at not seeing Rudy show but perhaps he hadn’t been as successful as he thought. He missed him, okay? They hadn’t seen each other in months and phone calls and facetime could only do so much. Better than nothing for sure but still not the real thing.

Sighing, he grabbed his toiletry bag and made his way to the little ensuite bathroom. He’d have to thank Alejandro for assigning him this room because having a shower to yourself was pure luxury.

Soap let the water cascade over his body for a moment before habit kicked in, quickly lathering up and rinsing off with all the efficiency of the career soldier he was. 

A soft noise from the other room drew his attention just as he was getting dressed. He paused, shirt in his hand, and opened the bathroom door, only to come face to face with Rudy.

A smile flit over his face. “Rudy.”

The other man let his gaze travel over his body before snapping his eyes back to meet Soap’s. “Juanito,” he rasped, closing the distance between them with two long strides. He captured Soap’s lips in a heated kiss, hands sliding to his thighs, and lifted him off the ground.

Soap grunted in surprise—the sound more a squeak, really, if he were to be honest—before wrapping his legs around Rudy, and melted into the kiss, flicking his tongue against the seam of Rudy’s lips. Rudy growled, walking him back against the nearest wall while he licked into Soap’s mouth.

“There’s a bed righ’ there,” Soap gasped when the other set him down again and palmed the growing erection in his jeans. Rudy just winked at him, popping the button and unzipping the fly of Soap’s jeans. He hooked his thumb under the waistband and tugged jeans and boxer briefs over the swell of Soap’s ass and down to mid-thigh.

Rudy shook his head. “No, I have you exactly where I want. I’ve been waiting months to do this, guapo,” he panted against Soap’s mouth, tracing a finger along the underside of Soap’s cock. “Thought about pinning you against a wall and fucking you. Dreamed about it.” He thrust his tongue into Soap’s mouth while brushing his thumb over his glans.

Soap groaned, dropping the back of his head against the wall, “Fuck, Rudy. Please.”

Rudy grinned at him sharply and wrapped a hand around his cock, stroking it lazily. “Begging already, mi amor?”

Soap wetted his lips. “Well,” he began, rutting up into Rudy’s fist, “I don’t know about you but I havenae had anybody’s hands on my junk other than my own for over eight months. And if my boyfriend kisses me like tha’ and then gets his hand on my dick—” He shrugged, giving said boyfriend a crooked smile as he trailed off. “Not gonnae last long, though,” he added, groaning at the little twist of the wrist Rudy added to his upstroke. He could already feel precome oozing from his tip. “Gonnae have me comin’ earlier than a teenager on his first shag.”

Rudy laughed softly, his breath hot on Soap’s still shower-warm skin. “Querido, I’m not going to last long, either. Let me fuck you up against the wall, yes? I promise we will use the bed later.” He ran a finger through Soap’s slit, gathering beads of precome, and slipped his hand behind Soap’s sac. He grinned wickedly, fingers brushing over Soap’s perineum to tease his hole. “I want to take my time with you while you fall apart for me but right now let us—ah, how does Ghost like to put it?—get it out of our system.”

“Yes,” Soap breathed, pushing up to kiss his partner again. He pulled away briefly. “Lemme get these jeans back off. Ye couldnae have come five minutes earlier, before I started gettin’ dressed?” 

“Fantasma is right, you are a demanding little shit,” Rudy said fondly, taking off his own shirt and undoing the button and fly on his jeans. He pushed down his underwear far enough to hook them under his balls, erection jutting forward proudly as he palmed it leisurely, watching Soap scowl at the pant leg currently caught around his ankle.

“Do ye have lube?” Soap asked, finally getting the second pant leg off. He dropped the garment to the floor and leaned back against the wall.

Rudy patted his back pocket and pulled out a small, travel-sized tube. “Por supuesto,” he replied, pressing close again, slotting himself between Soap’s legs. Their cocks brushed together and Soap didn’t bother holding back the moan building in his chest at the sensation of Rudy’s hard length rubbing against his own.

Rudy popped the lid open, squeezing some lube onto his fingers. He slid a hand between them, wrapping it around their cocks and giving them a few slow strokes. The slide of his lube-coted fingers felt so fucking good, Soap could have come just like that. But, Rudy let go of them again soon, moving his hand further back. He pressed the tip of one finger against Soap’s hole, circling its rim several times.

Soap groaned against his mouth as Rudy pushed the digit past the tight ring of muscle and fucked his finger slowly in and out a few times before adding a second.

“Doing so well for me, querido,” Rudy praised. “Ready for a third?”

“Aye,” Soap breathed, “don’ need it, though. C’mon.”

Rudy slid his other hand over Soap’s arse to his thigh, tugging the leg upward. “If you’re sure,” he growled, slowly slipping his fingers free and reaching for the lube again. He drizzled some more on his cock and spread it with slow, even strokes. Gripping his own cock, he lined himself up with Soap’s entrance, the tip pressing against the tight muscle.

“Ready?” he asked, glancing at Soap, eyes dark with desire.

Soap dug his heel into Rudy’s thigh, urging him closer. “Aye,” he rasped, “now would you finally fuck me?”

Rudy groaned quietly, eyes fluttering shut, and pushed inside until he was fully hilted.

Soap gasped, tightening his grip around his partner, “Jesus fuckin’ Christ, Rudy. So fuckin’ full.” 

There was no warning when Rudy lifted him a second time, though he probably should have expected it. He let out a laugh that quickly turned to a strangled moan as Rudy fucked into him, legs hooked over his arms. All Soap could do was hang on, feeling the plaster of the wall digging into his shoulders, the slide of Rudy’s cock pounding into him, brushing against his prostate with every stroke, his own dick caught between them. His arms, core, and legs burned with exertion as he clung to his partner, trying to hang on and make himself lighter, somehow. All these sensations were barreling him head first toward his orgasm. 

It didn’t help that Rudy was panting into the crook of his neck, a steady stream of Spanish intermingled with occasional English coming from his mouth, whispering either sweet nothings or complete filth against his skin. Soap only caught every other word, mainly Rudy’s preferred terms of endearment for him and variations of “You feel so good” but there was more.

“Rudy,” Soap keened, pleasure spooling higher and higher. “I’m—”

A particularly well-placed thrust sent him over the edge, the coil snapping. Electricity shot through his veins and down his spine and along every nerve, setting his whole body alight, and he came with a groan, spilling between them. 

Rudy’s movements became more erratic, hips stuttering. He dug his teeth into Soap’s shoulder and came after a few more thrusts, his cock pulsing within him, filling Soap with his spend. Rudy turned his head, meeting Soap’s lips in a slow, languid kiss.

“Bienvenido a México, querido,” Rudy said when they slowly broke apart.

Soap laughed, feeling Rudy’s softening cock slip out of him. “Aye, I think this was my favorite welcome so far. But now,” he glanced down at the drying release on his skin, “I think I need another shower."

“Mhm,” Rudy hummed in agreement, slowly setting Soap back on his feet. He looked at the clock. “We will have to make it quick. Alejandro is expecting us soon.”

“Of course he is,” Soap chuckled, taking Rudy’s hand and leading him into the small bathroom on shaky legs.

Ten minutes later they entered Alejandro’s office. Alejandro leaned back in his chair, quickly taking in their appearance.

“Get it out of your system, sí?” he asked, smirking, unknowingly echoing Rudy's earlier words.

Rudy looked over at Soap with a lopsided smile, “No, might take a few more rounds.”

[robothell]

you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code

[dmitriene]

cw: plugs, submission, humping.

simon riley as a true mutt, ass plugged with puppy like, fluffy tail that brushes against the flesh of his ass and the back of his thighs, laying on the floor where he seated on his knees, skin rosy from where it digs into the parquet, his rugged face right between your spread thighs.

you don't do anything except carding your fingers in the short locks of his hair, fiddling with the band that holds two fluffy ears that adorn his head, they're bent down, just like one of a young puppy, eager to please where he sucks at your clit, amber eyes cloaked with submission beneath the flutter of blonde eyelashes.

simon feels contented at his place, having someone making his whole brain turn off, just a warm mouth to lap at your slit, slurping at the oozing slick that grants his fat tongue with it's sweetness, and if the plug could wag, the tail would be swishing by now, judging by his eyelids growing heavy.

of course, he's aroused as well, his poor cock already rudy at the mushroom tip, leaky with pearly precum that coats his length with tacky wetness, dribbling on his beefy thigh, staining filthy the coarse hair at his skin, but simon ain't pleads to fuck your cunt.

it's a job for his mouth, to curl his tongue in your tight, pulsing heat and let you drench his face down to his stubbled chin, cream right in his whiny mouth as he whimpers and moans in your pussy, meeting your grinding movements, tracing his tongue along your gummy insides, as he rolls his hips to hump your leg.

knees rubbing at the floor uncomfortably, but it's nothing when his wet cock slides up against your toes, your leg bouncing to meet his jerky, sloppy thrusts, letting his tip rub at your ankle and stain you with sticky cum, but he's been such a good puppy, there's no way you'll punish him for this.

simon deserves only soothing coos as you pat at his head, descending your hand to brush soft fingers against his cheekbone, cupping his face in your warm palm, praising him with saccharine words that make his face dive deeper in your wet pussy, nose pressing against your pubic bone, so eager to please.

main masterlist. quidelines.

[end-of-violence]

2024ラップ②

G.T. / Dog Out a Pup

Babyface Ray / Money On My Mind

Babyface Ray / Shy Kid

Babyface Ray / Glory

Sada Baby / Flight Back

Damedot / LIE TO MY FACE

Los / Above The Law

Peezy x Nice / Harlem

42 Dugg / Win Wit Us

YN Jay / I Ain't Done Yet

ShutupShy / Still Lit

Chief Keef / Runner

Ballout / Big Glo Flow

Lil Migo / Hello Kitty

Baby Jamo / 6 Foot Chaser

QuisActive / Order Up

Paco Panama / Ezal

HavinMotion / Vibe 2

Skino / FDM

Traphard Swagg / 2 in 2

Lil Wet feat. Wizz Havinn / Sexii Redd

Wizz Havinn / Loco

Wizz Havinn / Tunka Truck

BossMan Dlow Ft. GloRilla / Finesse (Remix)

ATM Tana / Keep Movin

Fatpocket / Live From The Trenches

C Stunna & Skrilla / Curtis Jackson

J1 & Kickkone / Squeeze

Tyte, Trigga500k / Motion

Loe Shimmy feat. Luh Tyler / Aretha Franklin

Loe Shimmy feat. Veeze / Dirty Soda Junkie

ALLBLACK / R.I.P. DRAKEO

Carns Hill ft Knucks X Youngs Teflon / COLOURS

アルバム

Chief Keef & Mike WiLL Made-It / Dirty Nachos

Chif Keef / Almighty So 2

Ballout / No Radio

Lil Flash / Did You Miss Me or You Ain't Care?

D30 / Snakes & Vultures

Junie3x / Way 2 Late

GloRilla / Ehhthang Ehhthang

Woodboy Gee / King Hawk 2

Medhane / Double or Nothing

MIKE & Tony Seltzer / Pinball

Bandgang Lonnie Bands / Antimedia

Bandgang Masoe / Wst

Drego & Beno / True Story

LOM Rudy & Allstar JR / Casino Bag

Damedot / PURPLEHARDT

Ace Cino / 5 Letterz

Payroll Giovanni / Have Money Have Heart - EP

Jugg Harden / Detroit USA

Jugg Harden / Get the Blicky 2.0

Prince Jefe / Tunnel Vision

Prince Jefe / Warwoundzz - EP

Shaudy Kash / The FABUR EP

Wtm Solid / Bigg

Wanski / Back From the Dead

Los / Last In Love

Rio Da Yung OG / Rio Circa 2020

Bfb Da Packman / Forget Me Not

Baby Money / H.I.M. (Hutsle In Me)

Trdee / The Greatest

J1hunnit / Nevermind, I'll Do It - EP

Mack Nickles / Quit While I'm Winning

World Tour Mafia / Tourmania 2

WTM Scoob / Scoob Wav

Pretty Brayah / Unstable

CoffeeBlack & WTM Scoob / Love at First Sight?

Certified Trapper / Trappernese

Yung Threat / Inlilahkitrust

Tae Dawg / Ooze World Order

Lil Gray / Gray

Skino / Youth Madness

Paco Panama / Southside Sopranos

HavinMotion / Motion

HavinMotion / Trappin In Beverly

3o$oma / Jedi Temple - EP

ST6 JodyBoof / Riding W Boof - EP

3coMMa$ / Heavy Rotation 3

KP SKYWALKA / Back To Granny's

Yung Maaly / Clutch Almighty

Situation Slim / Draggin & Havin

EBK Lulmaxx / Do It For Maxx 2

EBK BCKDOE / BlueMoney Music

EBK Lulmaxx / Product of The J - EP

GS Ash & EBK BCKDOE / 3 Doe's Down

GS Ash & SSRichh33 / 3300 Degrees

GS Ash & SSRichh33 / The Redacted Files 2

GS Ash & OsosubkaK / The Joy of Creation

KT8Deuce / Portlands Most Valuable Ghetto Juvenile

KT8Deuce / Aye N***a

adfrmysb / Forever Hate - EP

kpkeeparoll / Born a Steppa

Mozzy / CHILDREN OE THE SLUMS

J. Stalin / Me vs Me 2

Yhung T.O. / AFTER THE FAME

Yhung T.O. & Lil Sheik / Ballin Like Tutu

ALLBLACK / ROUND 1

Big Sad 1900 & MikeMadeThe808's / The Separation

Doddie Savage / Mr Blitz'em 2

Fl6ixer / Web Ya Block

キーフ2024

[maccreadysbaby]

Do it. Rate the MW2 men. I dare you.

Oh gosh. I’m about to get hated on. I feel it.

THESE ARE REBOOT CHARACTERS.

How I Rank the MW2 Men

7. Rodolfo Parra

i just don’t know enough about him to actually get into it. i like what parts of him we see, but i wish he had more screen time. i did get scared when i thought he was gonna die in the burning house, though, which shows that i at least care a little lol. he’s cute, but we have very little canon information displayed in-campaign and i can’t form a good enough opinion of him based off of what i know.

5/10 - just don’t know enough!

6. Alejandro Vargas

again, very little canon info shared, but he’s more personable than rudy! he’s loyal to an absolute fault and isn’t afraid to get his hands dirty, which i love. also very cute and charming. i was on the edge of my seat the entire length of prison break and was very relieved once he was found. i did get just a tad bit annoyed when he got angry over valeria, though, dude needed to take a chill pill

6/10 - i think i like him because ghost and soap like him

5. John Price

hold on before you attack me. i really, really, really like price! just not as much as others. he is totally the dad figure and the team wouldn’t be complete without him. also, when he puts his game face on, ain’t no one gonna stop him from getting what he wants. (ex. violence and timing, that one call with shepherd) his relationship with gaz is aww-worthy and i really appreciate his drive and willingness both to lead tf141 and be a vital part of it. i think too many people write him as a semi-absent, substitute teacher-like authority figure than the actual extremely useful, skillful, and vital part of the 141 that he is.

8/10 - underrated!

4. Simon “Ghost” Riley

firstly, stop hitting me with your shoe. secondly, let me explain. simon ghost riley is one of the most distinct and fine tuned characters i’ve ever encountered and it seriously boggles my mind and makes me terrified to write him. he is cold and closed off for good reason, due to trauma, and i love those characters. i can’t stand the i-can-fix-him fics a lot of people write about him because he doesn’t need someone to fix him. i think it’s possible he could lean heavily on a s/o like that, because he is a wreck, but it always seems a little ooc for him. he has so many walls built up it’s like trying to walk through a maze. i love him in-game, and his voice makes me blush, but he just isn’t my type of go-to comfort character.

9/10 - it’s ghost, what more do you need?

3. Johnny “Soap” MacTavish

he was the first one i fell for when i played. he’s a freaking charmer. and, even if he is the comic relief, he is also a hard working, extremely skilled soldier. i was terrified for the entire alone mission, and watching him get shot by graves? sheer panic. he oozes the modern military man trope while also being the second most emotionally vulnerable character, in my opinion, and i love the way he balances out ghost perfectly.

10/10 - i recommend getting you a soap

2. König

now, before you beat me up, i know he’s like ghost… but he’s distinctly different! he’s been used his entire life like some kind of tool, the battering ram, and is totally emotionally stunted in a different way than ghost. ghost has an off switch, könig doesn’t. he just suppresses it until he gets on the field. he moves like lightning, fights like a machine and gets his missions done. but he’s also self-conscious and severely anxious about interactions, which adds to why i love him. i totally get that, even if not to the extent of his. he’s just a big, big, scary man that wants friends but is too scared and scary to make them.

10/10 - so much depth

1. Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

i fell for him later in the campaign, but definitely harder than i did for soap. he’s so young, he’s so, for lack of a better word, readable compared to the others. he just wants to do what’s right. fight for a good cause. definitely passionate and driven, but you turn those two traits around, and you get a man whose morale is fragile and can get emotional. it doesn’t take more than a few blows and his morale will be at its lowest, only a few failed missions and he thinks he’s a failure, asking what is he doing with his life. but, with that, comes the fact that he thrives with and around other people and can be consoled easily. probably the most suited for a romantic partner. he’s just a baby, and i love him.

1000/10 - i reccomend gaz more than I recommend air

please don’t hate me :,)

[gbhbl]

Album Review: Sunless – Grave of the Lambs (Self Released)

Showcasing seven tomes of heavy doom that blends different genre ideas, has deeper melodies, and sounds more refined.

The brainchild of Rudy M, multi-instrumentalist, vocalist and veteran of the underground metal scene, Sunless is a doom metal project from Montreal, Québec. Following on from the 2023 debut EP, ‘MMXXIII’, Sunless will now release their debut full-length album, ‘Grave of the Lambs’, on August 30th, 2024. Featuring five tomes of heavy doom that oozes elements of blackened and death-infused metal,…

[konigsblog]

Not to be a slut but analsex with the 141 and the los vaqueros. Because I need them in every way possible. Desperately. 🥵🥵

your hands tied behind your back, the material of the rope rubbbed against your skin, your ass in the air whille the force your head down into the cold ground. taking turns and leaving you full, plugging you letting their cum linger inside you, you're panting, stomach bulging due to the amount of thick, potent seed stuffed inside you.

filling you so nicely :(( the mixture of accents; spanish, northern british, scottish, southern british. their voices filling your ears, easing into your soaked and used hole, watching as their cum oozes out your arousal, shoving their digits into you, your legs trembling and weak. switching places with eachother, another girthy length sliding into your raw cunny, maybe even double penetration with gaz and soap, price and ghost, alejandro and rudy. :(((((