#valeria garza x oc

[rainismdata]

Call of Duty: Original Character

Elisha "Miriam" Gershom

[originally posted on March 6, 2023]

a teacher and Valeria Garza's hidden wife

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The Meaning of Her Name:

ELISHA: "My God is salvation". Her parents believed that she was born and survived in the arena sphere because of the God they praised all the time. They taught their belief to Elisha, telling her bible stories and song they could still remember.

GERSHOM: "Exile, A Stranger There". It was actually the opposite because of the fact that she was born at the arena, but her parents were strangers in that arena.

"MIRIAM": Moses and Aaron's sister, who led the dance and sing in joy towards the God. Elisha likes to dance and sing (humming songs), that's why Valeria called her Miriam, before Valeria knows Elisha's name. Elisha likes it, and wants to keep it.

A Story about The Champion:

She was one of the Champion in the same arena sphere as Lexa and Luna. She is older than Lexa and Luna. So, when she was told to fight Lexa and Luna, she used it to "teach" or "train" them. She thinks they both actually are good kids.

She was born (y. 1990) in the arena. She was the one who survived the longest in the arena since whe was born there. Her parents both were the champions, too. Her parents died in a fight when she was ten year old. That's also the time when she became selectively mute.

Her parents taught her to read and write, using anything around them— like the sand and a stick, for example. She doesn't talk. Not even really used her ability to write to communicate.

A Story about The Dancer:

Elisha got the name "Miriam" from Valeria. Valeria was once found Elisha when she was dancing by her own in her cell, humming a song in low register. Valeria couldn't recognize the song, so she thought Elisha was singing the song by memory, could be from her parents. That is when Valeria fell first for Elisha.

Yes. She likes to dance. Loves it. She would do it anytime she got time for herself.

Her loves to dance has trained her to be good for doing acrobatic moves, as well in fights.

A Story about The Innocent:

She is selectively mute. She doesn't really communicate (using signs or writings) about anything unless she needs to. She used sign language more after Valeria got her out from the Arena, now that she has access to learn more about many things.

She is expressive, but she also could read people's emotion by their gaze or gestures.

Fighting was all of her life, she knows nothing about anything else if people didn't tell her about anything that she could ask more about it. Hearing that another kids was not there because they want it, it makes her sad. That's was also one of the reasons why Lexa and Luna were feeling attached to her.

She has that innocent look (with her big round eyes) when she was not fighting. She looks at people wonderfully. She helped kids.

She doesn't mind for being naked, but she understands the use or the importance of wearing clothes and armor— she wears them anyways. She could recognize how people feel about a woman being naked, it's all written in anyone's gaze.

Well— she's not that innocent, but— it's just that she's not into sexual things.

She doesn't cut her hair intentionally, it's always because her opponents cut it as they fought her. Her hair was a whole mess. it's wavy. Sometimes it's just hard for her to get a chance to clean herself as as older as she gets, she got more rounds of fight. This changed when she was 20 year old. They gave her time for herself, to take care of herself. She still has her long black hair with white and grey strands here and there. She just let it down, without doing anything to it— even when she was fighting at the arena.

A Story about The Champion and El Sin Nombre:

Valeria fell first for Elisha, when she found Elisha was dancing and humming to a song my her memory in her cell. Valeria called her Miriam, before she knew her name.

Valeria came to the Arena Sphere because of one of her "friend", who was one of the donators for the fights in the Arena. Fell for Elisha, then she came more often, and starts to donate, only for Elisha.

Later on, Valeria needs Elisha for her own. She threaten the manager, so that she could bring Elisha out from the Arena, and never come back. It was 2012. She took every files about Miriam; but... Valeria didn't take all every files contains her own names. That's why Price still could get Valeria's name; on Lexa and Luna's files.

Valeria and Elisha got married in 2019, in Las Almas, privately.

Elisha works as a teacher in a regular school to teach/help kids with disability. Valeria take her to the school and pick her up all the time, unless when there's a certain cartel reason— No one knows that Valeria was El Sin Nombre.

Elisha has the intention to get her Valeria back. She tried to reach Valeria with letters. Valeria was okay for being in the prison. She assured Elisha that she was okay even though she was missing her Elisha, and actually worrying Elisha. Elisha couldn't deny it. Elisha needs Valeria to come back, to their home. Valeria told her that she would get a conditional discharge.

2027...is when finally Valeria get back to their house, brought all of Elisha's letters back home, arranging it together with the letters she sent to Elisha.

2027... After got discharged, Valeria could now focus more on living peacefully in Las Almas. Valeria told them many things in the interrogations without saying any names of her men, not even one. Rodolfo knows Alejandro understood how does it feels, protecting "their people"; Valeria hates Graves, too. Valeria could assure them that her men would never do anything without her permission.

The Fights of The Champion:

Her loves to dance has trained her to be good at doing acrobatic moves, as well in her fights— effectively.

she fought against The Twins (Lexa and Luna) both in a single fight; the twins got the power of two person (hopefully), while Miriam got the power of age and experience. WELL— She used it to intentionally trained them without the managers know it. She thinks they both actually are good kids.

She's great at sneaky attacks. She was sensitive of sounds in her earlier life. As she gets older, the ability seems to degrading, but doesn't make her loose the ability. Sometimes, she likes to hear sounds— sometimes, no.

She likes to fight with her own fists. She's somewhat thirsty for blood.

She was mastering the use of nodachi and metal spiky flail. Sometimes, she used it for both or one of them then one shield on her other hand. That's why she's goot at parrying any weapons and dodging attacks.

Another thing she likes— throwing anything to a point, or many points, with anything; could be a blunt or sharp weapon.

Additional Plot Information:

Elisha was Alejandro and Rodolfo's adoptive son's favorite teacher. Only then knowing that she is actually Valeria's wife, later in 2030s. Alejandro's adoptive son was ever said to her that his father likes to dance, too, that's why he likes to dance and wants to learn more from Elisha.

That one day, Elisha asked Alejandro to dance for a while, and he danced with her. After the dancing, Elisha left a letter to him, saying that she knew he could dance and she knew about his son because she was his teacher. Elisha also said thank you for Alejandro, that he lets his son to learn as much as he wants, that Alejandro educates his son to be a good guy. His son was not really said Alejandro's name, but with how he describes it, Elisha immediately thinks about Alejandro.

A few months after that, Alejandro went to the school with Rodolfo to pick up their son. When they meet Elisha, Alejandro immediately said “I'm not alone on raising my son. This is Rodolfo Parra. He is my husband.” Elisha immediately smiled, then signing and mouthing “I know” at the same time. They talked for awhile, waiting for their son to finish playing with his friends. It took them long enough actually, just right when Valeria came to pick up Elisha. That's when Alejandro and Rodolfo knew that Elisha is Valeria's wife.

Valeria jokingly teased Alejandro and Rodolfo who were finally get married,

Alejandro: “I've probably been married longer than you, V.”

Valeria: “Uh-huh? When did you married with Rudy?”

Alejandro: “2021.”

Valeria: “Jokes on you, Ale. We've been married since 2019.”

Alejandro: “Damn it.”

[drenix004]

𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘━━━ 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐙𝐀 -> part 2

❝𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲︙It was the candy she needed to cope with the life of danger and death she had willingly gotten herself into.❞

❛Her sweet, natural attitude reminded him of honey, and her peculiar amber eyes reaffirmed this❜

warnings: mention of alcohol, drugs, death, obsession, among others, if you are not comfortable, don't read it !

rating: 18+

pairings: Valeria Garza x female Oc

¡English is not my first language, so there may be mistakes, don’t hesitate to correct me.!

¡para las personas que hablan español, actualizo primero la historia en wattpad :)

Link de wattpad-> Honey

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Valeria always knew that her place in life was definitely not to be someone normal, that marrying and taking care of a man was not her thing. She was better than a man, that's why she had never been with one. She was too good to be with one, she considered those of her sex to be more intelligent, cunning… besides being harpies when they set their minds to it.

Maybe that's why she always liked them, as a woman, she knew what they were capable of, she could predict certain things as she was familiar with such behavior and she liked to be in control.

She was fascinated, no, she loved being in control.

She was dominant, which, of course, the men in a place as traditional as Las Almas were not fond of. Las Almas could be a beautifully dark place, capable of corrupting anyone if they were not careful. Its beautiful scenery hid underneath as much as the place could thanks to drug trafficking and corruption.

Violence was always there, whether openly or hidden, in every corner, it was not a place where anyone could be. Children grew up in that environment, Valeria was no exception. Since she was a little girl, she saw bodies lying in the middle of the street, marks and warnings of territory. Thanks to this, she knew at a glance which neighborhood to get into and which not to get into, she became instinctive, with good reflexes, as well as developing a perception to know when there would be trouble before it happened.

Not wanting to waste what she already knew, she joined the army and quickly rose through the ranks until she ended up in the Mexican Special Forces. Eventually he became disillusioned, taking a bad taste in his mouth when he saw that it was the same thing that was going on in Las Almas.

It was the same shit, only legal and with ranks.

Such disillusionment allowed Las Almas to suck she into its darkness, corrupting her and leading her to commit treason along with her squad. She no longer took orders, she gave them.

She soon became the most dangerous drug trafficker; she created an empire in a man's world thanks to her cunning and intelligence, again proving she was better than a man.

What very few knew was that she kept a small but important detail, one that she had sent away so that it would not be corrupted as she did, but, now it was sleeping in the continuous room for hours.

-It's the subway plans of the mansion, Valeria, how come Laurie has them? The narco stared at Miguel, a dark-skinned man who had been her squadmate, before answering.

-She probably got them when she wasn't being watched, the dates she kept them are old," she said, crossing her legs. -She had been collecting information all these years while she was being forced to experiment on these women.

-Most of the files are copies-Miguel scrolled down through the thousands of files on the laptop-most likely she was forced to delete the originals, and while she was doing that she created copies in invisible folders, smart girl. -he opened one of the files-look at this, -he handed the laptop to the woman- they are trying to create a new synthetic drug, that's why they were desperately searching her room. Miguel and two others had confronted another group while looking for the laptop.

-We have competitor information, reports and results of a possible new commodity and we have that son of a bitch. -Valeria folded his hands on the table, thinking about what his next move would be.

-You'll be able to negotiate and- He was interrupted by a growl from Valeria.

-Negotiate? This can only be paid for in blood.

-Valeria, I know Laurie is your wife, she's also my friend, but you can't start a war as if nothing happened.

-War? I'm not going to start a war, I'm just going to take what belongs to me. -I settled back in my seat. - The Frenchman reneged on the deal, Laurie being involved in this is a surprise, a surprise I'm going to take advantage of.

-He tried to reason with her.

-To start a war you need at least two sides, but,"

-If there are no two sides, there is no war. -Miguel snorted, interrupting Valeria-You're going to kill them before it happens.

Valeria smiled.

-Gather them all together and give them the map, and have them memorize it as soon as possible. I'll take care of the map of the mansion," she closed the laptop and took it in one hand as she stood up. -And what do we do with the Frenchman?

-Keep torturing him, but don't kill him.

Valeria left the room, she had other calls to make.

━━━━━━━━》❈《 ━━━━━━━ She grimaced as she saw the plate with broth in front of her, she had no appetite. And Valeria's fixed gaze on her didn't help either.

-I'm not hungry, it makes me nauseous just looking at it. -The Mexican woman sighed for the tenth time in the hour she had been arguing for her to eat.

-Eat, you have to-when Laurie wanted to protest, she continued-I had domperidone applied, so you're not going to throw up. Stop making excuses, Laurie.

The aforesaid was the one who sighed this time, took the spoon and stirred the contents with a slight trembling.

-It's strange, you know? -He looked her in the eyes before returning to the plate -you suddenly disappeared years ago, and now you're here as if nothing happened. Alejandro was silent every time I asked about you, night after night his silence left me more and more distressed.

-Things happened, I had to leave the army. -Valeria analyzed the contrarian's body behavior, although she knew it, she could have changed in the years they were separated, why wouldn't she? She herself had changed.

-Oh of course you're not in the army, the way you walked into that church made it very clear to me -she brought the spoon to her trembling mouth and grimaced at the taste before swallowing -that's not the protocol by which any authority is governed.

Laurie remembered the times Valeria had talked to her about how things worked in operations while she was studying or when she picked her up from medical school when she had time or was given days off. It had become a routine every time they saw each other, and what stuck with him the most was the protocols they had to follow; it was an involuntary thing, since Valeria only mentioned it when she complained that someone in the group made a mistake and they had to repeat the whole training from the beginning.

-Something tells me you're involved in, -continued Laurie, looking at the Mexican again- but I'm not going to ask, not yet. -She paused, feeling Valeria move closer to her.

Valeria hugged her, and since Laurie was sitting up, her head was right under her breasts which gave her the perfect position to give her little caresses on the crown of her head.

-I have a deal for you; give me the passwords to the files on the laptop, the plans of the mansion and in exchange I'll get those women out. -The Mexican knew that the plans were not at the town hall, they always put different or almost the same plans so as not to arouse suspicion, but they never left the originals. Laurie knew where it was going, so she thought for a few seconds before speaking.

-Jérémie's family -the caresses stopped, and she felt Valeria's body tense up.

-Don't say that damn name again," Valeria mumbled between her teeth.

-Her family…" she omitted the above, "You'll have to kill them, even the younger ones," the contrary could hear her even though her voice was muffled by being glued to her body. Doubt was in her voice, her conscience was telling her how repudiatory it would be if she gave him what the Mexican woman wanted.

Valeria of course noticed, but unlike Laurie, she had no remorse in killing someone, even if they were children. At the rate she was going she wouldn't get the information fast, and time was precious, so she changed her words to a sweeter one, a gentler, more manipulative one.

-It's to protect them, to protect you," he broke off and knelt down, put his hands on his wife's cheeks, looking her straight in the eyes, "If I leave someone alive they could come back and capture them," What if it was wrong to take advantage of Laurie's fear and possible trauma? Yes, but he would deal with the guilt later. -You don't want that, do you? -I just want to take care of you, Laurie.

The contrarian closed her eyes as they gave each other a chaste kiss, her mind addled. He sighed as her cheeks were caressed by his wife's thumbs. When she opened her eyes again, she placed her hands over Valeria's.

There was a certain darkness in the opposite gaze that told her loudly that this woman in front of her was not the same woman she had married, that she was more dangerous than before. But, she decided to keep that deep inside her, she preferred to ignore it.

-On two conditions.

Valeria smiled. She had made it, soon she would have a territory in the French market.

Chapters: teaser, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6...

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valeria can manipulate me all she wants and I'm happy :D likes, reblogs and comments are really appreciated!

[elisha-gershom]

Hello! You can call me Elisha.

I am an elementary school and also a highschool teacher: living at Las Almas with my dear wife, Valeria. I was born in 1990. [Here's my lore]

I don't have much to say because I don't have a good relationship with technology. But, I do love to interact!

So, feel free to interact with me (and maybe also my wife, when she wants to). "Asking for Gershom-Garza" is open~

Here's my blog guide:

This creator speaking. I am Rain @rainismdata who has created Elisha as an OC in Call of Duty: Modern Warfare II (Reboot-2019). I'd like to develop the characters further. My other OC in this game is the twins Lexa and Luna @kusuma-lexa-luna . I'll be talking in intended and italic words~

This is the narrative speaking, in small chat. She's actually making this post while Valeria was sleeping. Not that she's not sleepy, it's just that Elisha randomly got the idea of making this blog; after one of her student in the high school has mentioned to her about a blog in tumblr.

Uhm— I might've need to sleep now before I am waking Val up.

I am awake, Honey.

Eh?? Sorry. I must've been failed on keeping my voices down.

It's fine. Anyway, I'll be talking in violets.

Hehe.

Fellas... You also need a sleep, if not a nap. I'd like to get my wife back to sleep.

See you!

Eh, wait... Here's a brief of information about me~

Also—

Me, when I and Me, when I

am fighting: am with Val:

One last thing... I am regularly speaking with sign language :)

Okay, bye~~

[cod-dump]

Graves, barging into the room: Alright, where is he?!

Shadow 10: Where’s who?

Graves: My son!

Shadow 13: Your son?

Shadow 10, whispering: Please don’t-

Shadow 13: You mean OUR son?

Shadow 13, still whispering: Oh my god

Graves: HE’S MY SON

Shadow 13: FINDERS KEEPERS DOESN’T APPLY TO HUMANS

Graves: OH- OHHH YOU DID NOT-

Shadow 10: Oh my god- Can we not-

(In the next room)

Moose: Uh- Anyone else hear yelling?

Valeria: Shhh don’t worry about that. Now, let’s get back to your Spanish lessons

[callofduty-art]

[skauni]

A Tango With The Villain

!!WARNINGS!!: Strictly WLW, Dirty Flirting, Perverse Gestures/Comments, I WILL use google translate for phrases but it may not be 100% correct so I’ll put what it’s intended as next to it in Brackets(these things —> []).

!CHARACTERS!: Karla Martinez(OC), Valeria Garza, Juan, Carlos, Andreas(thugs that I named cuz I’m too lazy to find names of her thugs), and the Bartender.

The club was bustling with activity. Loud music blaring and colorful lights flying around the room. The bar was busy.

Most of the women wore simple, revealing clothes to attract the men who mostly wore a simple T-Shirt and jeans. Valeria sat in her private booth with her men standing guard by it.

She was waiting for someone.

Valeria was dressed in a black vest suit and a red button up dress shirt. Intending to match outfits with the person she was waiting for. Checking her phone for the thousandth time, she sighed in frustration. She snapped at one of her men. He leaned in to receive his orders. “Carlos, tráeme un whisky; con hielo.[Carlos, get me a whiskey; on the rocks.]” The man nodded and went to the bar. Ordering her whiskey.

Valeria checked her phone again and threw it down on the table impatiently. She ran a hand through her hair. “¿Dónde estás, mi llama?[Where are you, my flame?]” She mumbled to herself frustratedly. She’d told Karla to get ready half an hour before she was expected to leave. So where the hell was she?

It was about 15 minutes later when Karla finally arrived, much to Valeria’s frustration. But not her disappointment. When Karla finally came to the booth, Valeria got to see Karla in all her glory. Standing at a height of 5’1”(without heels). Her long, wavy black hair frames her face, cascading down her back and curled slightly at the ends—just barely enough for it to look natural. Karla's warm, caramel-toned skin practically glowing with how the club lights bounced off it, and her expressive dark brown eyes convey a look of warmth and love for Valeria.

Valeria eyed Karla up and down, shifting invitingly as she licked her lips upon seeing how Karla’s skin fitted cocktail dress that faded from red to black on the bottom of the dress accentuated some… attributes of her body. Karla was wearing the matching red high heels to the dress—though they wouldn’t stay on long before she switched to red and black sneakers so the dress didn’t drag too much.

“You look good, durazno.[peach.]” Valeria commented as Karla sat beside her. “Gracias, mi amor.[Thank you, my love.]” Karla said before adding “You look good too, no doubt we’ll turn some heads tonight.” Karla chuckled. Valeria just grinned and put her hand on Karla’s thigh and softly rubbed with her thumb. “Margarita, ¿verdad mi alma?[right my soul?]” Valeria asked, Karla simply nodded and Valeria snapped her fingers, one of her men going to get said Margarita for Karla. A few minutes later he returned and gave Karla her Margarita. “Gracias, Juan.[Thank you, Juan.]” Karla said as she took a sip.

A few drinks later, Karla dragged Valeria onto the dance floor. Swaying her hips to the erotic Reggaeton music blaring in the club as Valeria chuckled and decided to dance with her. Though, it was an understatement to say Valeria’s hands simply wandered. They had aim, Karla knew that as soon as she felt Valeria’s hand possessively still on her thighs to keep her close as she danced to the music. Whispering dirty yet sweet nothings into Karla’s ear as they dance together.

As the night went on Valeria’s touches became more possessive. At some point she dragged Karla into her lap and buried her face in Karla’s neck as she practically devoured Karla’s neck and squeezed her breasts teasingly “Why can’t I just tare this dress off, ¿mi llama..?[my flame..?]” Valeria repeated in frustration every few minutes. Andreas, one of Valeria’s thugs, didn’t like the little noises he could unfortunately hear from the two women in their booth over the blaring music.

Later some more romantic music came on, and Karla dragged Valeria onto the dance floor. “Care for a dance, ¿mi amor?[my love?]” Karla grinned, Valeria chuckled and went with her. When the music for the tango came on Karla was glad she and Valeria took classes for it.

Valeria took Karla in her arms and they got ready to dance the tango. The second they started Valeria grabbed Karla’s ass VERY firmly. If you asked Karla, she would tell you Valeria was DEFINITELY drunk by that time. At the end of the tango, Valeria dipped Karla and held her there. Kissing her deeply before her lips wondered down Karla’s neck and to her breasts. “Let’s go home, mi alma…[my soul…]” Valeria murmured. Karla already knew what that meant, and eagerly agreed. Valeria signaled for her men to bring the car around and then she escorted Karla safely to it.

@valscodblog @thealtofvalleyxdoodles @seconds-on-the-clock @writing-with-moss

[flame-hair]

“As long as there is a war on terror, there will be no real war on drugs.”

For years, the city of Las Almas has been plagued by crime, drugs and violence, stemming from the hands of the Las Almas Cartel. The crime syndicate rules with power, force and money, killing any who go against their regimes. El Sin Nombre, the feared leader of the cartel, remains an unknown force, commanding from the shadows.

After years of rule, their hold over the city is threatened, as a determined group of fighters from all walks of life band together to take down El Sin Nombre and the cartel.

The founder and leader of this group, a woman they had thought dead for years, La Inmortal. She is brave, strong and ruthless, willing to do whatever it takes to rid her city of the cartel, and all those who side with El Sin Nombre.

La Inmortal is thrown headfirst into yet another war, when she crosses paths with Task Force 141, as they pursue Hassan Zyani. A terrorist who has launched a full blown attack on the United States, in retaliation for the death of his commander.

With her expertise in the cartel, the city and background in the Mexican Special Forces, she joins up with the 141, assisting them with their mission, as much as they help with hers.

The skull-faced Lieutenant piques her interest the moment they make eye contact, and if there is one thing to know about La Inmortal, it is that she always gets what she wants.

Inspired by the events of Modern Warfare 2.

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Synopsis of the upcoming fic I have in the works. It’ll still be a while before it comes out, but I’m too excited not to tease it a little bit.

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𝐂𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐒

— 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

hey everyone ! by reading call of duty fanfictions, I was inspired and I would like to help writers who are struggling to find code names for their character (whether for y/n [the reader] or for original characters) !

here then is a list of codenames (with their definition, their meaning and what they reflect of the person who has it, arranged in alphabetical order) :

* there are feminine, masculine and neutral names ! mostly neutral.

« 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐑 » !

collar [noun.] : an ornamental chain or string of

beads, jewels, or links worn round

the neck.

[verb.] : to kill someone by putting a

burning rubber tyre around their

neck.

– the person who bears this name (here a woman, because of the funfact of this code name below), could have a soft and welcoming apparence (according to others). She is literally sweet, very calm, rather unsociable and a little shy, but who nevertheless knows how to get out of her comfort zone and be an excellent ally: faithful, efficient and always there for the good moment. We consider ourselves lucky to have her and we do not want to lose her (in anyway, no matter what relationship we have with her).

– Fun fact! : This code name is taken from « She’s my collar », the name of one of Gorillaz and Kali Uchis' songs (two artists I love. This song is a featuring they made together.). In the song, the "collar" was very important and necessary, we can’t hate her. We always end up coming back to her, no matter how ok you try to get away from her. She's literally the collar.

« 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 » !

crown [noun.] : a circular ornamental headdress

worn by a monarch as a symbol

of authority, usually made of or

decorated with precious metals

and jewels.

[noun.] : the top or highest part of

something.

– i don’t really have a personality ideas of the person who would bear this name (gender doesn't matter, this one is neutral in my opinion). However, I think the code name itself says a lot about the role of the person wearing it: they would probably be someone in charge, leading a group.

– Fun fact! : ‘Crown’ is the name of one of Freddie Dredd's songs (an artist I appreciate very much. my favorite song from him is Witness.)

« 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇 » !

faith [noun.] : strong belief in the doctrines of a

religion, based on spiritual

conviction rather than proof.

[noun.] : complete trust or confidence in

someone or something.

• synonym: trust.

– i think the person who bears this name (gender doesn't matter, this one is neutral in my opinion), is a person you can trust, who covers everyone's backs. They’re a good right arm, and very chill person.

« 𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐄 » !

kerosene [noun.] : a clear liquid with a strong

smell made from coal or

petroleum and used as a fuel

in jet engines or heaters and

lights.

– the person who bears this name (regardless of gender, this one is neutral in my opinion), as its definition implies, is important is useful, being the engine, the energy of something. so I would imagine a leader (of squad or whatever) having it.

– Fun fact! : Kerosene is the name of one of Crystal Castles' songs (one of my favorite musical band. my favorite song from them is Untrust us.)

– For people who would find this name long, Keros (which would come from « kerosene ») or Kero (which sounds like the word « hero ») simply are also very good !

« 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 » !

leather [noun.] : a material made from the skin

of an animal by tanning or a

similar process.

– i don’t really have a personality ideas of the person who would bear this name (gender doesn't matter, this one is neutral in my opinion, but I would see more of a woman with it!), to be honest.. I am sorry. This code name just reminded of the names « Lea » and « Luther ».

Do not hesitate to explain your ideas about it in the comment section.

« 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 » !

rain [noun.] : the condensed moisture of the

atmosphere falling visibly in

separate drops.

– the person who bears this name (gender doesn't matter, this one is neutral in my opinion), is a very stoic person, but not necessarily unsociable. We don’t really know what we think of them : they’re like something that falls suddenly without warning and which makes you sick if you do nothing, which can do good or harm (they reflect what rain is, so).

– Fun fact! : Rain (in the pronunciation) looks like the word « Reine » in French which means queen.

« 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐌 » !

realm [noun.] : a kingdom.

[noun.] : a field or domain of activity or

interest.

– i don’t really have a personality ideas of the person who would bear this name (gender doesn't matter, this one is neutral in my opinion, but I would see more of a woman with it!), to be honest.. I am sorry.

Do not hesitate to explain your ideas about it in the comment section.

« 𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐍 » !

siren [noun.] : in greek mythology, a woman

whose song lured unwary sailors

to the rocks.

[noun.] : a device that makes a loud

prolonged signal or warning sound.

– the person who bears this name (rather a woman because of the first definition) is not referred to her charm, her physical appearance, but to her ability to deceive the enemy and to mope in the decor, in the role she plays. this name would therefore go well with a spy (or a traitor, it depends on the point of view of the relations that this woman has with others).

« 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍 » !

thorn [noun.] : a stiff, sharp-pointed woody

projection on the stem or other

part of a plant.

– the person who bears this name (this one is neutral in my opinion, but I would see more of a men with it!), is a dangerous person. this name is given to him by his bloody parlmaress and his modus operandi that sends shivers down your spine. this name is therefore given to him more for their activities than his person itself.

« 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏 » !

vamp [noun.] : a woman who is confident that

she is attractive to men makes

use of it in order to get what she

wants, who uses her charm or

wiles to seduce and exploit men.

– the person who bears this name (here a woman because of the definition) is not referred to her charm, her physical appearance, but to her ability to deceive the enemy and to mope in the decor, in the role she plays. this name would therefore go well with a spy (or a traitor, it depends on the point of view of the relations that this woman has with others).

« 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 » !

weather [noun.] : the state of the atmosphere at

a particular place and time as

regards heat, cloudiness,

dryness, sunshine, wind, rain,

etc.

[verb.] : wear away or change the

appearance or texture of

(something) by long exposure to

the atmosphere.

– the person who bears this name (gender doesn't matter, this one is neutral in my opinion), could be someone who is lunatic, does things well (although sometimes acts on a whim), and who adapts to any situation. They are easy-going and stubborn at the same time and likes to be in control of anything ! So I see this person being a leader, an example, someone we like to follow, ect, despite their flaws.

– Fun fact! : Weather is the name of one of Freddie Dredd's songs (an artist I appreciate very much. my favorite song from him is Witness.)

« 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇 » !

worth [noun.] : the level at which someone or

something deserves to be valued

or rated.

[adj.] : sufficiently good, important, or

interesting to be treated or

regarded in the way specified.

– the person who bears this name (gender doesn't matter, this one is neutral in my opinion), is someone you trust. they’re a moralizer, someone who puts people in their place when necessary, who always has the right words.

« 𝐖𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇 » !

wraith [noun.] : a ghost or ghostlike image of

someone, especially one seen

shortly before or after their

death.

• synonym: spectre, ghost.

[noun.] : a wisp or faint trace of

something.

– the person who bears this name (gender doesn't matter, this one is neutral in my opinion), is someone you trust. they’re a moralizer, someone who puts people in their place when necessary, who always has the right words.

« 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇 » !

youth [noun.] : the period between childhood

and adult age.

– the person who bears this name (gender doesn't matter, this one is neutral in my opinion), as its definition implies, is just young (but not a minor). I would imagine the person who has this code name to be the youngest person in the group they are in.

𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙿𝙾𝚂𝚃 !

𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝

𝚒'𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝.

𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍

𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚢.

( 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 ‘𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚙’ 💋 )

© 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐑𝐀 ! 2022

[hunterbunter3000]

Hey hope you have I nice day, I LOVE you sweetheart series but I was just curious on what farah and valeria thoughts of sweetheart, do they also have a crush on her or do they see as an enemy(valeria), again hope you have a lovely day

Hello! Thank you, I hope you have a wonderful day as well! ❤️💓

And omg they don't hate her at all LMAO

I kinda dislike when girls hate each other over men. Even tho, yes, it can do good for the story and writers can do whatever tf they want, I like when they communicate their emotions on WHY they feel like that, instead of ruining a good friendship they have!

Farah and Sweetheart are actually really good friends! Even though Farah thinks that Sweetheart is weird as SHIT (I mean hell, who doesn't) and questions her thinking process everytime she sees Sweets, but she's a hell of a good fighter and has been there when other people weren't.

Farah values Sweetheart's kindness cause WHEW YK SHE NEEDS IT MY POOR BABY

Sweetheart tells her stories of her whacky adventures she has by herself and with her team constantly when she visits or when she calls like she's CALLING A NEIGHBOR LOL

Farah: Sweetheart? Why are you-- how are you calling me? Hang up, they can trace this!

Sweetheart, laughing: Don't worry, Don't worry! I'm using an old burner phone that isn't even on the market anymore. Now I need to tell you what happened at the base today.

Farah, speed walks to a secluded area: Oh girl shit, tell me what happened

YK THEY GOSSIP TO EACH OTHER ITS JUST A FACT

Sweetheart: AND THEN SHE HAD THE NERVE TO SAY "OH-- I never even finished it" SO IT PUSHED US BACK FOR LIKE A WEEK

Farah: NOOOOOO WHAT A BITCHASS MOVE

Sweetheart: RIGHT???

And omg I see Farah teaching Sweetheart how to cook her home food (have you noticed that I'm a foodie. Have you noticed I really like food) and Sweetheart bringing dishes she made at the base so Farah and her soldiers can try!

Farah, eating her mac and cheese: Sweetheart oh my God this is amazing!

Sweetheart: 🥹

Soldier: Are you taken yet?

Farah: BACK THE FUCK OFF AND EAT YOUR FOOD AND SHUT UP

Sweetheart: 😰

Istg Farah is like a damn cat, protecting Sweets from hands in MARRIAGE LOL

But Farah was quite confused about her team. Why do they all look at her like that? And she's not doing anything about it?? WOAH WATCH YOUR HAND SOAP--

Laswell had to explain it to her.

Farah, shocked: wait... so they ALL LIKE HER!?

Laswell: I would say it's 'love', but basically yeah

Farah, looking at Alex: So... All of them?

(Farah x Alex forever, Sweetheart can go suck a carrot)

(Y E S IM HATING ON MY OWN CREATION SHUT U P)

Farah was so heartbroken when she found out that Alex loved Sweetheart romantically. She honestly found that out herself when she saw Alex had a fond look in his eyes looking at Sweetheart

And Farah kinda-- just accepted it? Like she didn't want to interfere with the two, so it was like an Angelica and Eliza story (ANGST??1?1??11?) So she would just smile and ignore the pit she felt in her heart everytime she saw them together.

But one night Farah couldn't take it anymore and just ignored Sweetheart for like two whole days. Sweetheart ain't about that 😡 nah uh no ma'am

Sweetheart: Farah!

Sweetheart, grabbing Farah's arm: Farah please. What is going on with you?

Farah, not looking at Sweetheart: Nothing.

Sweetheart, not buying it: Farah come on- even a blind man would see that something is wrong. You can talk to me! We're friends--

Farah, breaking Sweets hold: Just... Leave me be, please.

Sweetheart, sad: Did I do something wrong? Please-

Farah: No, you didn't do anything wrong I just--

Sweetheart: Then what's going on--

Farah: I like Alex, okay!?

(It was silent)

(Farah didn't want to look at Sweetheart, but she saw her hands waving frantically. She looks up confused, now seeing Sweetheart smiling ear to ear and fanning her eyes)

Sweetheart, wheezing: You like Alex! Holy hell, I KNEEWWW IT- I knew it I knew it

Sweetheart, hands in her hair: ARGH I OWE LASWELL SO MUCH FUCKIN MONEY SHIT

Farah:

Farah: Pardon?

Sweetheart: GIRL PLEASE I knew you liked Alex a long time ago! I just-- didn't say anything cause I didn't want to pressure you.

Farah, relaxed: Ah... I see. You're not- You're not mad?

Sweetheart: Mad!? Why in the world would I be mad at you liking someone I know?

Farah: Well... I didn't want you to see it as me taking your..."friend." Also, I don't think he likes me back.

Sweetheart, grabbing Farah's cheeks: Farah, have you seen yourself? You're absolutely beautiful! Of course he would like you.

Oh.

Oh my.

Farah felt warm and tingling when Sweetheart said that. With honesty. With her smile. She meant it. "You're beautiful."

"Have you seen yourself? You're beautiful."

Her big, warm hands held Farah's cheeks softly, like too much pressure would break her.

(FARAH GOIN THRU IITTTT) (Farah bi-curious moment? AHAHAHAH)

Sweetheart told Farah that she would help her win Alex, so it's a GIRL POWER type friendship they got goin on and I love it

With Valeria... as I said in another ask, they're like freinemies (did I even spell that right) Sweetheart don't really like her cause she works for the cartel and drugs BUT SHE A BUSINESS WOMAN

Omg when they were interrogating Valeria, Sweetheart was SWEATING-- SHE WAS SCARED FOR HER LIFE (she had some... troubles with the cartel in the past)

But omg she was so nervous

Sweetheart: If you mitch-match blacks, YOU DIE

Alejandro: SWEETHEART

Sweetheart: WHAT!? MIXING BLACKS IS A CRIME IN ITSELF

(Valeria was fucking cackling in there)

Valeria, smirking: I don't think you'll get very far with this if she's with you

Sweetheart: I AM WALKING BACK AND FORTH

Valeria sees Sweets as entertainment, because she knows how nervous and hyper Sweets can get when she's around

Valeria teases the SHIT outta Sweetheart constantly (Val gonna give her a heart attack fr fr)

She questions Sweets actions alot tho

Valeria: ...How did you even get up there?

Sweetheart, holding onto a high pole to get away from Valeria:

Sweetheart: uh- out of fear

GIRL HOW YOU GONNA BE SCARED OF A WOMAN SHORTER THAN YOU COME ON

Valeria thinks it's impressive how she collects men like Pokémon

Valeria: You have my ex wrapped around your manicured finger.

Valeria, smirking: Good on you, pez globo.

Sweetheart:

Sweetheart: h u h

And Valeria popped the question to her

Valeria: Why are you afraid of me?

Sweetheart, getting nervous: I'm... sorry?

Valeria: I have seen you take down men like they're flies. I have seen you use many weapons like they're second nature. Yet you're afraid of me?

Sweetheart: I just--

(She looks away, unconsciously rubbing her right forearm with her hand. Her eyes dim, holding a dark story she obviously doesn't to say.)

Sweetheart: What you do... is dangerous. So obviously I'm-- I'm gonna be afraid of you.

Valeria:

Valeria: I see.

(Did I just give Sweetheart trauma- what the flying fuck why do I do this everytime with characters-- I WAS TRYING MY BEST NOT TO GIVE HER ANY UGH)

[theexpirederror]

Cod doodles and some oc x canon with my Oc juana

Codtwt acc

[drenix004]

𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘━━━ 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐙𝐀

-> part 1

❝𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲︙It was the candy she needed to cope with the life of danger and death she had willingly gotten herself into.❞

❛Her sweet, natural attitude reminded him of honey, and her peculiar amber eyes reaffirmed this❜

warnings: mention of alcohol, drugs, death, obsession, swear words, curses, among others, if you are not comfortable, don't read it !

rating: 18+

pairings: Valeria Garza x female Oc

WC: 1,2k

¡English is not my first language, so there may be mistakes, don’t hesitate to correct me.!

¡para las personas que hablan español, actualizo primero la historia en wattpad :) (for spanish speakers, I update the story on wattpad first!)

Link de wattpad-> Honey

━━━━━━━━》❈《 ━━━━━━━

Her screams and unrestrained pounding on the door echoed throughout the room. She had been doing the same thing for three days, she hadn't even taken off her bloodstained dress, her makeup was smeared and her hair was tangled.

-Let me out, dammit! -she shouted again as she kicked the door. But, again her screams had been ignored-they'll kill them all if I don't come back, please. -she whispered at the door before breaking away.

He walked over to the bed in the room and used it as a support as he sat down on the floor, and laid his back on one of the sides.

The room was a mess, everything was destroyed due to the fits of anger and irritability she was having due to withdrawal.

Jérémie controlled her with sedatives and other drugs in combination, which is why she was never able to escape. Now she only suffered the consequences of her system not receiving these substances; excessive sweating made her feel clammy, nausea and anxiety had only increased since the second day.

She had slight cuts on her hands when she broke the glass things in the room, the insomnia and the muscle and joint pains made her tired, she just wished it would be over.

-They're going to kill them," she whispered again, looking at her hands almost on the verge of collapse. Despite her state, she kept thinking about the women who were still trapped in that place.

They would kill them like cattle to erase all evidence, if she was alive they would kill the others.

Her energy was running out, maybe, and only maybe, she could sleep without feeling the Frenchman's hands on her body, she could rest for a moment, even if only.

-Ese vestido se te ve de la verga-She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn't hear the door open, she didn't hear anyone come in.

-Valeria? -Her tired eyes fell on her person; the woman with short black hair had blood splattered on her face, as well as on her hands.

Valeria gave the room a general glance before looking back at her.

-Disaster will cost me dearly-the contratia thought he was going to approach her, but walked past her toward the bathroom. He heard there would be a faucet, surely he was going to wash off the blood. -But, it's a small thing really. -He came out of the bathroom with a clean face and hands. She walked over and knelt down in front of her. -I have to get all the crap off you-he carefully touched her face, being careful with her split lip. -Lace doesn't even go with you, Laurie.

Valeria hated the appearance of the female from the first moment she saw her in that church, that was not her Laurie.

But she would take it upon herself to fix everything the French son of a bitch had changed.

-What's going on? -the contrarian barely asks -you were missing, how come…?

-The questions will come later, sweetie,- he interrupts her as he caresses her cheeks, -Let's give you a bath.

Valeria helps her up carefully, putting a hand around her waist to get a better grip as he helps her walk.

She sits her on the toilet and turns off the faucet she had left on to fill the tub.

Laurie lets herself be undressed by Valeria's delicate hands, she had missed her touch for a long time.

She felt her pause; most likely at the sight of the bruises and needle scars on her body, heard her curse under her breath as she resumed the action.

she did not look at her out of embarrassment, and Valeria didn't ask anything about it either, which she was grateful for, it wasn't necessary to know what had happened for her to have such marks on her skin.

Carefully she was put into the bathtub, and for the first time in 5 years, she relaxed at the feel of warm water and not cold as she had been made to get used to. Valeria's hands were soft and light as she bathed her and toweled off her smudged makeup.

-Lo haces bien, Dulce-The short-haired girl carefully untangled his hair, as it had knots in it, and she knew how much it hurt to remove those knots, especially if it was in curly hair.

-They'll kill them, Valeria- Laurie says after a long time, Valeria stops momentarily before continuing- they're going to kill them for me- guilt escapes in her tone of voice, her conscience blames her for what's going to happen to those poor women. -I have to go back, if I do they won't do anything to them.

-You're not going back, Laurie,-Valeria's voice becomes cold, authoritative. Contrary to the one a moment ago. Laurie looked at her on the verge of tears.

-I can't leave them, I can't abandon them. -Her trembling hand grabbed one of the Mexican woman's wrists, -Please.

Valeria stared at her before sighing, the woman had plans to destroy everything that belonged to the Frenchman, the man had dared to touch something that was rightfully hers, and she never let things go.

she didn't answer him, but Laurie knew he would think about it, he knew her so well. They were forty-five minutes in the bathroom, they took Laurie out and changed her into new, comfortable clothes, clothes they had brought while they were both in the bathroom .

The bed had even been made up and Valeria had not hesitated to put her in the middle as she snuggled her to her chest, not without first taking off her vest.

Laurie, on the verge of falling asleep said something to her that would unconsciously grow the business Valeria had illegally.

-In the laptop I have information about that place-Valeria frowns as she watches her fall asleep.

Place? had she saved information, and what kind?

Valeria barely had her in her arms after several years and she already had more work to do, including the idiot she had been torturing for hours.

Careful not to wake the woman, Valeria took her cell phone out of her back pants pocket and dialed the first number she had registered; it was only enough to ring once for them to answer.

-I am not going to repeat what I am going to say, you better listen well; look for the laptop that is in room 503 of the surgical residency dormitories in the south wing of the Sorbonne University. I don't want any mistakes, mas les vale no estar chingando.

He hung up the call and settled better on the bed, his head was scheming new plans for everything to go smoothly, plus they had to keep a low profile after the massacre he had committed a few days ago, the authorities were already getting involved, he had to end everything quickly and return to Mexico.

He had business to finish regarding his territory, and the constant problems with the Vaqueros was a loose end he could not leave loose, at least not for long. They were a plague that he had to at least get under control.

It would be a long week; full of stress and tension, plus there would be bloodshed… maybe it was good that he made himself known to the French.

It could stir up a hornet's nest.

Chapters: teaser, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6...

[bluemadnessstuff]

Julian, stomping around the house like a caveman: wife... where's my wife....

Valeria: I'm right here honey -v-

Julian jumping on her: WIIIIFEEEEEE!!

And then they cuddle for like 2 hours

This is stupid

@aphinthestars @stressedmacaronisalad

[sharkkatsstuff]

Gay gay homosexual gay

[lonetile4]

My demihuman CoD OCs

Because animal boy/girls are superior

Name: Reimi Hikari

Gender/Pronouns: Female (She/her)

Animal: Domestic short-hair cat

Love interest: König

Origins: Miyagi Prefecture, Japan

Voice: Earthspirit from Arknights

Name: Nadia MacTavish

Gender/Pronouns: Female (She/Her)

Animal: Stoat/Ermine

Love Interest: Soap (married)

Origin: Russia

Voice:

Name: Chloe Shion

Gender/Pronouns: Female (She/her)

Animal: Kangaroo Rat

Love interest: Velikan

Origins: Sweden

Voice: Typhon from Arknights

Name: Quetzalcoatl (Quetzal)

Gender/Pronouns: Deity (she/her)

Animal: Aztec God

Love interest: Valeria Garza

Origins: Mesoamerica

Voice:

[bruciemilf]

your cod oc is so cute could you talk more about her i’d love to hear 😭🫶

TYYYYYYY SO MUCH!! Her name is Talia :D I was just really enamored by the concept of "ok so what if barbie was a black widow" and boom, she sprouted.

My main idea for the brothers and woes verse is that Simon's brother, Tommy, is placed in a team that's all women as a dig to his sexuality when he first comes out as gay, but he's like SIKE bitch i love it here.

Talia is basically the team's little powerhouse, and i just love the concept of a hyperfeminine character being considered "the muscle", so to speak. She's basically a puppy.

I love to imagine a friendship between her and Valeria; Very much Joey and Frankie coded. "I missed you!!" "Okay." "YOU NEVER SAY IT BACK! Guys, by the way, this is not a bit-- Val is really bad with like. Emotions."

"I just saw you, pendeja!"

"When I'm at home, i think, oh wow I wonder what Val is doing right now."

"So as soon as we're not together, I should miss you immediately."

"Yes."

"What the fuck-"

"When I'm not with Simon, or with Bunny, I immediately am like -- i can't wait to see them."

"...Your HUSBAND and CHILD?"

"I consider you apart of the family!"

I literally cannot stop smiling thinking about this sunshine of a woman sipping strawberry milk after brutally killing 4 grown men and Ghost internally losing it inside. SHE AND SOAP WOULD TERRORIZE HIM.

To me, Talia is the kind of person who barks back at dogs at the park because she honestly thinks they can talk, and that makes her dynamic with Simon so. God.

Anyway i love my barbie chaotic good battle butterfly holy shit

[konigsblog]

Can you write something sfw with valeria please 🙏🏻😽

cuddling against her plush chest as she craddled you, running your fingers up and down her arm, nails grazing at her soft skin. her hands gripping at your skull, playing with your hair, softly; thick locks between her fingers smiling down at you, eyelashes fluttering and eyelids heavy as sleep overtook her.

feeling her heartbeat against your cheek, smiling broadly as she snored, light and soft snores escaping her pretty lips - pressing small kissies against her face, whispering 'i loves yous' in her ear, whilst kissing her neck softly, skin peppered with kisses as you cuddled further into her body, her feminine scent, vanilla and coconut flaring your nostrils, and enjoying her warmth.