#victor11

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König enters the room, drops his gear and lies on top of Alejandro without saying anything, too tired to care.

Alejandro let out a pained grunt as König collapsed on top of him. "¿Estás loco? Get off me, hermano! I’m not your damn mattress!" He pushed at König’s shoulder but it was like trying to move a boulder. "What the hell do they feed you? Bricks?" he grumbled glaring up at König.

The giant mumbled "Just five minutes..." His voice was thick with exhaustion. Alejandro opened his mouth to argue but paused. His scowl eased ever so slightly as he sighed again softer this time. He couldn’t help but feel a little bad for the big guy. "Just five minutes..! you better not drool on me, cabrón..." he muttered.

Three hours later

"Joder... maldita sea.." Alejandro hissed under his breath, his voice strained as König’s weight still pinned him down. "Esto es una maldita tortura." Alejandro lay stiff, his breathing uneven as König’s weight pressed down on him.

It had been hours—hours—and the bastard hadn’t moved. He tried to focus on anything else but König’s slow steady breaths were brushing against his neck now, warm and deliberate, sending shivers down his spine. His skin prickled every nerve on edge. Alejandro squirmed slightly, trying to shift König off him, but the movement only pressed them closer. A small involuntary whimper escaped him and he froze.

"König…" His voice came out lower than he intended, shaky and vulnerable and he immediately regretted it. There was no response—just another exhale this time right against his ear. Alejandro shivered his fingers twitching as they gripped the fabric of König’s shirt. "You’re doing this on purpose!!" he muttered but it lacked his usual bite. His cheeks felt impossibly hot.

He shifted again more desperate, but König shifted too pressing closer his breath trailing down Alejandro’s neck like fire. Alejandro bit down on a curse, his face burning. His body betrayed him further, heat pooling low in his stomach, a shudder running through him. He squeezed his eyes shut as his breaths growing shallow. "I’m serious hermano.. Get off.." it sounded weak even to him.

Another breath. Slow. Hot. Alejandro’s jaw clenched as another tremor rolled through him. This can’t be happening— He swallowed hard, his voice barely above a whisper now. "Te voy a matar mientras duermes."

[bearyourdemons]

Endless || BHCEVENT

@justxethan and @childishchaos

“Fresh air will do you good, come on.” said Titan as he looked at Ethan as he walked with him into the woods. “Honestly I think it will do us both some good.” he said after a moment as he sighed, closing his eyes as he took in the air around him, though it was strange; he didn’t hear birds chirping or any animals. 

“Weird....hey, Ethan, do you....do you hear anything?” he asked as he turned back to his boyfriend and tilted his head. “I don’t, sense anything.” he said after a moment. “I don’t like that...do you think something happened? Why, why would all the animals be silent?”

[replicapromo]

Ensiferum launches new track, "King of Storms", online This Friday (September 15th), Ensiferum will release their seventh full-length, Two Paths, worldwide via Metal Blade Records. Produced by Anssi Kippo, the master was recorded on tape, for a true analog experience. In anticipation of this release, the band has now launched a new single, "King of Storms", which can be streamed at : http://www.metalblade.com/ensiferum where the previous singles from Two Paths ("For Those About to Fight for Metal" and "Way of the Warrior") can also be heard, and the record can be pre-ordered in the following formats:--Deluxe wooden box (limited to 2500 copies worldwide)--Limited edition Digibook CD+DVD--CD--180g black vinyl--turquoise blue-green vinyl (EU exclusive - limited to 500 copies)--clear sky blue-marbled vinyl (EU exclusive - limited to 300 copies)--blue/orange/yellow-splatter vinyl (Germany exclusive - limited to 200 copies - distributed by Nuclear Blast)--golden yellow vinyl (Austria exclusive - limited to 200 copies - distributed by Napalm Records)--olive green-marbled vinyl (Finland exclusive - limited to 100 copies - distributed by Levykauppa)--clear frost blue-marbled vinyl (China exclusive - limited to 100 copies - distributed by Yamin Records)--blue-gray-marbled vinyl (USA exclusive - limited to 250 copies)--forest green-marbled vinyl (USA exclusive - limited to 250 copies)--picture disc LP (limited to 500 copies worldwide)* exclusive bundles with a shirt, plus digital options are also available! You can't talk about the true greats of folk-inspired melodic death metal without reverent mention of Ensiferum, and with Two Paths they once more affirm their place in the pantheons of the genre. Further building upon the thrilling metallic hybrid honed across six full-lengths, Two Paths is simultaneously the Finnish quintet's most epic and far-reaching collection and their most organic, which definitely sets it apart from the pack. Additionally, the album literally takes the concept of Two Paths to heart, with two different versions of standout tracks "Don't You Say" and "God Is Dead". "Even though Ensiferum has always had clean vocals and choirs, harsh vocals have been the main style, and those songs worked so well with both styles that we decided to include both versions," explains bassist/vocalist Sami Hinkka. With Mikko P. Mustonen again handling orchestral arrangements and Lassi Logren returning to play nyckelharpa and violin on a few songs, Hinkka is also more than happy that they brought "more bombastic orchestral and down to earth folk aspects" to the record, further fleshing out their vision. This also applies to the contribution of Gyula Havancsak, who provided the artwork for both Two Paths and its predecessor, One Man Army. "It was really nice to work with him again because he always wants to hear our ideas and then he adds his own magic and improvements to them, and the result is always astonishing." Two Paths track-listing1. Ajattomasta Unesta2. For Those About to Fight for Metal3. Way of the Warrior4. Two Paths5. King of Storms6. Feast with Valkyries7. Don't You Say8. I Will Never Kneel9. God Is Dead10. Hail to the Victor11. Unettomaan Aikaan12. God Is Dead (Alternative Version)13. Don't You Say (Alternative Version) From September 27th, 2017 onward, Ensiferum will present Two Paths live on stage, splitting their European tour into two parts. The first part will be in September with six dates in three countries, and then in April 2018 there will be an extended tour through many more European countries. In between that time, Ensiferum will visit all other continents. See below for all confirmed shows, with more to be announced soon! Ensiferum tour dates:Sept. 26 - Bochum, Germany - ZecheSept. 27 - Langen, Germany - StadthalleSept. 28 - Arnhem, Netherlands - Luxor LiveSept. 29 - Berlin, Germany - SO36Sept. 30 - Osnabruck, Germany - Hyde ParkOct. 1 - Paris, France - La Machine Ensiferum line-up:Petri Lindroos - Vocals/GuitarMarkus Toivonen - Guitar/VocalsSami Hinkka - Bass/VocalsJanne Parviainen - DrumsNetta Skog - Digital Accordion/Backing vocals https://www.facebook.com/Ensiferumhttp://www.ensiferum.com/

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Alejandro sat rigid on the edge of the medbay cot, his jaw tight and his expression a wall of gruff determination. Two months in enemy hands had left him battered—deep bruises, half-healed wounds, and a body screaming for rest—but he wouldn’t let it show. Every tug of the bandage sent a sharp ache through his arm, and the edges of his vision wavered briefly as the exhaustion clawed at him. He swayed for a moment but quickly planted his feet firmly on the floor, straightening as if nothing had happened.

“Mira, enfermera..” he began, his voice steady despite the gravel that hinted at his state. “Price thinks I need your royal blessing to join the coming mission. So, why don’t you just wave your magic clipboard and tell him I’m good to go?”

Shifting slightly, he felt the pull of his bruised ribs, the reminder of days spent enduring far worse. Still, he forced himself to stay composed, his face betraying nothing. “We both know I’ve fought through worse. Let’s not waste time pretending I need to be here.” @malafxde

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Alejandro’s boots sank into the muck as he squared off with the beast, his jaw set and eyes sharp. The creature’s towering, sinewy form gleamed under the dim light, its claws razor-sharp and its maw dripping with something Alejandro didn’t want to name. Every muscle in its frame coiled with raw power.

Then it vanished.

The air shifted behind him, a low growl, too close. Alejandro twisted, trying to dive away but not fast enough. The beast’s claws raked his side, sending him hurtling into a jagged rock. Pain exploded through his ribs as he hit the ground hard, his vision spinning.

"Carajo.." he hissed, forcing himself upright. His ribs screamed with every shallow breath, but adrenaline pushed him forward. Pressing a hand to his side to stop the bleeding. He wasn’t done yet though, not even close.

"You pack a punch I’ll give you that!" Alejandro growled, pulling his gun. His knuckles whitened as he cocked it, the chamber clicking with the promise of fire. "But let’s see how you like this.."

The beast charged and Alejandro fired, once, twice, three times. The bullets, designed to explode seconds after impact, buried themselves deep before detonating with a wet series of thuds. Flesh and sinew sprayed across the ground, but Alejandro didn’t stop to celebrate. He staggered back reloading with practiced precision as his ribs protested with every move.

He coughed, blood on his lips as he straightened, his eyes fixed on the beast’s silhouette. It hadn’t fallen, not that he’d expected it to. "Still standing huh?" he muttered, his voice steady despite the tension knotting in his gut. Wiping blood from his jaw, he reloaded with grim precision. "Good. Makes this interesting."

Humour, their stance and voice told them This one's seen some carnage in his time. Caused it too from the way they have weaponry upon their being… whilst Khárybdis feared not the weaponry of man in these eras, it was a curious itch in current times. As his jowls maimed the guts of the last of the cattle fodder, he rumbled a chuckle as he tore flesh, bone and muscle from his palms.

Fast did he consume, as if he wanted even tasting the poor thing within his clutches and soon enough the only things left in his grip was a singular horn and the twist of tail and ass flesh of the beast of natures grasslands. Released onto the blood soaked floor, his tongue long, black and at ease with smearing the gore upon his lips, cheek and even neck…

Then suddenly, Khárybdis was above Alejandro, towering with his height off human scale in that blink with an arm raised and claws spread and swinging down in a slow but brutal manner towards this human with fire in his veins. "Let's dance then, meat sack." The collision with the earth would rumble the very area, trees would wobble, rots shatter and rain flooded muddy waters scatter.

A twist of his head and a roar so deep and filled with more vibration than sound it felt like allowed the jowls hanging loosely in relaxed muscles to jitter... Flexing his vortex of fangs down the exposed ringed throat in the light of the early afternoon. Let the hunt begin!

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"Vargas. 15 seconds wasn’t enough for you, was it? Still blushing, cariño?" —Ghost

related to ghost x alejandro drabble (link).

Alejandro stares at the message, his thumb hovering over the screen as his face heats up. "Fifteen seconds wasn’t enough?!" He mutters, pacing like the damn text might bite him if he stands still too long. Finally, he snaps back a reply:

“Keep it up, Ghost, and next time it’ll be five seconds—with teeth. Careful what you wish for, cariño.”

He hits send, then freezes. "Wait... next time?!" "¡Mierda! No, no, no—¡chingada madre!" Alejandro curses, frantically typing again:

“Not that there’s gonna be a next time, pendejo! Don’t get ideas!!”

He tosses the phone on the bed and drags a hand down his face, still muttering under his breath.

"Carajo... maldito cabrón..."

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Big Flies Vs. Insects with jet packs

Alejandro: "Oye, enfermera, cuidado con los moscos aquí. Están pesados esta temporada." (Hey, nurse, watch out for the mosquitos here. They're bad this season.) Gabs: "Moscos? Como... moscas grandes?" (Moscos? Like... big flies?) Alejandro: "¿Grandes? No, mujer, los moscos. Los que te pican." (Big? No, woman, the mosquitos. The ones that bite you.) Gabs: *Mutters in Portuguese* "Mosco? Por que não diz logo 'mosquito'? Espanhóis adoram complicar tudo." (Mosco? Why not just say 'mosquito'? Spaniards love to complicate everything.) Alejandro: *Cocks an eyebrow* "¿Qué dijiste? No te entendí, pero sonaba como que me estabas insultando." (What did you say? I didn’t understand, but it sounded like you were insulting me.) Gabs: "Nada, nada. Solo... tentando entender por qué mosquitos son 'moscos' aquí." (Nothing, nothing. Just... trying to understand why mosquitos are ‘moscos’ here.) Alejandro: "Así les decimos, ¿y qué? ¿Cómo les llaman ustedes en Portugal? ¿’Insetos con jet packs’?" (That’s what we call them, so what? What do you call them in Portugal? ‘Insects with jet packs’?) Gabs: Não! São só mosquitos. O nome faz sentido. Moscos suena... raro." (No! They're just mosquitos. The name makes sense. Moscos sounds... weird.) Alejandro: "Raro, dice. Bueno, mientras no digas que nosotros somos raros, todo bien." (Weird, she says. Well, as long as you don’t say we’re weird, we’re good.) Gabs: "Ah, pero isso já está implícito, não?" (Ah, but that’s already implied, isn’t it?) Alejandro: "¡Cuidado, enfermera! A ver si un día los moscos te atacan y no te salvo." (Careful, nurse! Let’s see if one day the mosquitos attack you and I don’t save you.) Gabs: "Ah, Capitán, você é muito... como se diz? Gracioso?" (Ah, Captain, you are very... how do you say? Funny?) Alejandro: *grins*  "Gracioso, sí. Pero también muy útil contra los moscos, no lo olvides." (Funny, yes. But also very useful against mosquitos, don’t forget.)

@malafxde

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💀 Ghost's Face

recruit: so? how did he look like? was he ugly? alejandro: not at all *dreamy sigh* recruit: you mean he was handsome?!! alejandro: let's put it this way.. I considered cheating on my wife when I first saw him recruit: ...but colonel you don't have a wife! alejandro: exactly

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laxus x alejandro: sex in front of a mirror :)

Laxus x Alejandro: Reflection - Part I: Link Laxus x Alejandro: Reflection - Part II :

Laxus spun Alejandro around and pressed him against the mirror, firm and unyielding. Alejandro's palms splayed against the cool glass, his breath hitching as Laxus crowded him, heat radiating from his body. "Look at yourself" Laxus murmured, voice low and deliberate. "Don’t turn away."

Alejandro's reflection stared back, flushed and trembling, lips parted as he clung to the glass. Laxus’s eyes locked on him, drinking in the sight. "So fucking beautiful when you’re desperate for it" he growled, running a hand down Alejandro’s side, gripping his hips. "You feel that? How much you need me?"

Alejandro shivered, his body betraying him. "Just shut up and fuck me already!" he snapped, though his voice wavered with hunger. Laxus smirked and popped open Alejandro’s pants, shoving them down along with his underwear. Alejandro groaned, already hard and leaking, feeling almost feverish under Laxus’s burning gaze. "God, your ass is perfect. Firm, tight… made to be fucked." Alejandro's cheeks flamed at the blunt praise, heat rushing to his face. He bit his lip, unable to stop the flush of arousal spreading through him, hating how much he liked hearing it.

Alejandro gasped, his eyes widening at the reflection of Laxus’s huge cock. "Cabrón! You're—you're too big! I can’t—" The blond pressed the tip against Alejandro’s entrance, teasing him. "Don’t worry," he rasped, voice thick with lust. "I’ll make you take it." Alejandro moaned, his knees trembling at the tease. "FUCK!” he cussed as his hole tightened on the tip alone, pushing back to meet him. "Por favor…" he begged, moaning.

Laxus’s mind fogged with pure lust at the plea and the way Alejandro’s body clung to him. He thrust his whole cock in one sharp stroke until his hips were flush with Alejandro’s ass. "Take it old man!"

"Joder, dios, es tan grande…"

Alejandro’s nails scraped against the glass as he cried out a loud moan, his back arching as Laxus filled him completely, stretching him wide.

"Fuck, you’re tight." Laxus growled back, pulling out before slamming in again. Alejandro’s voice broke as Laxus pounded into him, fast and merciless. Each thrust sent shocks of pain and pleasure through him, driving him insane with the sheer force. Laxus hit spots Alejandro never believed existed within him. "Don’t stop!—por favor.."

Laxus’s teeth grazed his neck. "You love this slut?" he rasped, rutting into him harder, sweat slicking their bodies. "So fucking needy for me. Look at yourself—look at how wrecked you are." Alejandro’s reflection only pushed him closer to the edge, his face twisted in pleasure, eyes heavy with lust. His inner walls clenched around Laxus’s cock, pulling him in deeper as it kissed his prostate over and over again. Alejandro trembled against the cold wall with every thrust.

The room echoed with sharp slaps of skin and ragged breaths. Alejandro’s body squeezed him tight, pushing Laxus closer to the edge. "Laxus… I’m—close.."

"Do it." Laxus growled, pushing him over the edge. Alejandro came with a hoarse cry, his body shaking as he spilled against the mirror, his reflection fogging with each ragged breath. "Fuck—look at you.." Laxus groaned, his voice raw with need, eyes fixed on Alejandro’s trembling form. "So beautiful when you’re falling apart for me." Alejandro whimpered, the praise sending another pulse of heat through him as his muscles tightened around Laxus. The sensation tipped Laxus into his own climax. "Take it, Ale—take every drop!" he growled, slamming into him one last time as his cock pulsed, flooding Alejandro with heat. His hips twitched, grinding deeper as his breath came out in short, broken moans. Alejandro’s face burned impossibly more, feeling the younger man’s hot seed filling him so deep it began to overflow.

They stood there, panting, bodies trembling in the aftermath. Laxus gave the older male a moment to cool down before finally withdrawing, watching his seed drip down Alejandro’s thighs. "Fuck.." he muttered, admiring the view. "You’re ruined for anyone else."

Alejandro trembled as Laxus pulled out, biting back a moan at the sudden emptiness. Staring at himself in the mirror—fucked, humiliated but satisfied—he wore a smirk, breathless but defiant. Laxus finished fixing his clothes when Alejandro muttered, "Not bad, Dreyar." pulling his pants up with shaky hands.

Laxus caught his wrist, pulling him close again. Alejandro froze, his smirk faltering as Laxus looked him dead in the eye. "Take a sick leave, old man—or next time, you won’t even be able to walk." He let him go with a smirk as he turned to leave. "Better start training those legs, Colonel Vargas." Laxus called over his shoulder, his voice laced with amusement.

Alejandro waited until Laxus was out of sight, his legs giving out as he pressed his back against the wall and sank to the floor. His trembling fingers brushed over his hips where Laxus had gripped him, the bruises already forming under his skin. He exhaled shakily, still feeling the heat lingering where Laxus had been, his thighs trembling as if his body hadn’t fully recovered. He muttered under his breath "There won’t be a next time, Cabrón." His words conflicted with the thought that lingered in his head—he was already craving more.

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Alejandro tracked Zdenko’s pacing with his eyes, his expression calm but unreadable, the kind of look that made soldiers sweat under pressure. Then his gaze flicked to the glass of wine.

“Werewolves? At 10 in the morning?” His voice carried just enough disbelief to sound teasing, but his eyes didn’t lose their edge. He leaned back against the counter, arms crossed, the faintest smirk tugging at his lips. “You sure you’re not the one turning into something? Because this..” he gestured to the pacing and the drink, “—looks more like you’re about to confess to a murder than talk fairy tales.”

But then his tone shifted lower and steadier. The humor faded, but the confidence remained.

“I mean... if you're asking me if there's crazy sh*t out there.. hell yeah. I’ve seen things that don’t make sense.” He paused, his gaze hardening—not cold, but heavy with memories that carried weight. “I’ve seen worse.”

Alejandro pushed off the counter, stepping closer. His presence felt heavier now, more commanding, but not in a way that suffocated.. it grounded.

"Whatever’s messing with you hermano, just lay it out. I don’t rattle easy.”

He gave Zdenko’s shoulder a firm pat , not rough, but steady like an anchor. “You should know by now.. I’ve got your back.”

His gaze locked onto Zdenko’s, steady and unflinching, like a man who’d walked through hell and come out carrying the fire. Despite the edge, there was something reassuring in the way he stood, like no matter how dark the story got, he wasn’t leaving.

He was nervous, he always was but his nervousness tended to leach out into the way he acted. He wasn't looking at the other but he was moving around, pacing, as other's had called it, though he knew he should call it something else but that was a mystery to him.

He lived too long to get nervous like this but he was in fact that way.

"Do you believe in werewolves?" The question while random was just Zdenko's way of picking the other's brain. They had been friends for long enough, maybe it was time to tell. Then again if his son ever heard he was spilling the beans it would probably cause an issue. So he didn't.

Still, he placed a glass on the counter, not looking at his friend and just pouring a glass of wine. Was it 10AM sure, but it didn't matter he was drinking.

"Not in the like sense of fairy tales, or maybe, I don't know. Can you believe there are other creatures like that in the world?" Picking his brain indeed. Though for some reason, Zdenko felt like he was all but outing himself without actually doing it. No wonder the pack and everyone involved didn't get close to people often. How was one to tell someone else they have lived for hundreds of years without seeming like a crazy person.

@lusttoke wanted a starter

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//Ok but listen... Gojo and Alejandro are officially a ship! lmao

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` ( .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ) 𝑯𝑶𝑾 𝑫𝑶𝑬𝑺 𝑰𝑻 𝑭𝑬𝑬𝑳 𝑻𝑶 𝑩𝑬 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑫 𝑩𝒀 𝒀𝑶𝑼 ?

Alejandro Vargas : it feels like home

you're the kind of person that makes people feel safe. you probably couldn't be intimidating if you tried, but that doesn't matter. what matters is your kindness and compassion, your innate way of making people feel happy. you're so good at taking care of everybody else, but don't forget to take care of yourself, too! you deserve the same love you give so freely

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Tagging: @thecircusfreaks @malafxde @lt-ghxst @flamesignite and anyone who read this post I tag you!

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His moans were exciting the colonel more than he would like to admit. But then Alejandro stopped at the other's statement. Hand resting on the other's bottom still and he just took a moment blinking trying to process what he just heard. Blood rush to his cheeks and ears then he frowned and smacked the other's bottom one more time. "You really think this tiny hole can take my dick Nico?" He poked the other other's hole, not penetrating him yet, just making a point of how tight it is by rubbing it roughly. The way his hole was twitching cause the giant erection in the colonels pants to throb.

"That's enough get up and get rid of your pants you slut.." He wants a dick he was gonna get one but only on Alejandro's terms. The older male undid his belt and pulled his zippers down freeing his massive erection. He then sat on the disk where the other was bent over earlier. He then grabbed the other's hair and pulled him to rub the veiny cock at his face. "If you want it then suck it. You better do it good cause there won't be any lubricant to help this tiny hole!!" He reached to finger the boy's hole while pulling his face against his cock even more.

nico can't help but roll his eyes as alejandro lists off various benefits he could get from this exchange - but none of them even crossed his mind. he lets out little whines and moans with each spank, biting his lower lip softly.

" what i want out of this is your dick in my ass, " he replies with a small huff. " i don't care about that kinda stuff, colonel, i just like sex, " he laughs, glancing back to look at him.

" you think someone like me can stay tied down to one person? i like variety, " he chuckles, eyes half-lidded as he watches the older man. " you ever been with a man before, colonel? "

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what kind of catharsis do you need? **muse: alejandro vargas

Sleep

Tired, aren't you? That's okay -- it's been a long, long day. Can you even remember the last time you've had a nice rest, when you were truly at peace? How long have you been running on empty for, anyway? Please, sit, drink something warm, close your eyes. There will be time in the morning to do everything that needs to be done.

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@warfared [ TXT: Col. Vargas ] Definitely not, coronel [ TXT: Col. Vargas ] Respectfully [ TXT: Col. Vargas ] 😘😘🍑

[TXT:Nico] Your ass. My office. NOW!!!