#i get to research vaqueros!!!!!

[cowgremlin11]

working on some lineup stuff. i dont wanna waste time doing lineart since i just wanna block out shapes sizes and colors

[yawnderu]

Call of Duty: Modern Warfare II (2022) Starter Pack

New to the fandom and don't know where to start? ✨

What is Modern Warfare II?

Call of Duty: Modern Warfare II is a 2022 first-person shooter video game developed by Infinity Ward and published by Activision. It is a sequel to the 2019 reboot and serves as the nineteenth installment in the overall Call of Duty series.

Like its predecessor, the game takes place in a realistic and modern setting. The campaign follows multi-national special operations unit Task Force 141 and Mexican Special Forces unit Los Vaqueros as they attempt to track down terrorist Hassan Zyani, who is in possession of American-made ballistic missiles.

A sequel, titled Modern Warfare III, is scheduled to be released into Call of Duty HQ, on November 10, 2023.

What is Task Force 141?

Task Force 141 is a joint multi-national special operations task force and counter-terrorism military unit formed by Captain John Price, consisting of the best hand-picked operators special forces units can offer.

Despite having an unknown number of members, the most well-known and the ones we follow during the campaign are Captain John Price, Lieutenant Simon ''Ghost'' Riley, Sergeant Kyle ''Gaz'' Garrick, Sergeant John ''Soap'' MacTavish, and Colonel Alejandro Vargas (allied member).

What if I can't play the game?

If you'd like to see the campaign to understand and get to know the characters better, I will attach a gameplay video with no commentary! It's 5 hours, but the campaign is so good you can basically watch it like a movie.

I will also attach a compilation of voice lines from the main characters from multi-player, which give us some extra peeks at the personality of the characters and how they act in stressful situations.

Simon ''Ghost'' Riley - Voice Lines

Johnny ''Soap'' MacTavish - Voice Lines

Kyle ''Gaz'' Garrick - Voice Lines

Captain John Price - Voice Lines

Colonel Alejandro Vargas - Voice Lines

And despite König not being part of the campaign, I will also attach his voice lines as he's a character I write about often.

König - Voice Lines

Where can I find the Ghost comic?

You can read the original comic that goes into detail about Simon Riley and the creation of Ghost right here!

If you'd like to read some character studies, I will also be attaching some character studies I've made based on research about comics, voice lines, and the campaigns. I will be creating more in the future with TF141 Characters!

Simon ''Ghost'' Riley - Character Study

König - Character Study

If you're new to my page, besides the character studies for Ghost, I have other posts talking more about his character and the way I write him!

Here and here.

[rpreaperperson]

MOM

Reader is a combat medic, a BIG sweeth tooth and a mother to 141 boys (dont forget can cook too) a waifu material

In case with Los Vaqueros

Masterlist

After they accomplish their mission the 141 task force will be holding a small feast with Los Vaqueros to strengthen their ties of brotherhood

All brotherhood aside...their true intention is....to taste again the meal you made, and now Alejandro and Rudy join the party

Two days before the party, reading your recipe book inside your office, knowing the boys will have a big appetite

'maybe I'll make taco for the snack...or maybe naco with guacamole..?....guhh..but what if they don't like it? I'll be making another country's cuisines, I don't want to offend them or something like that..'

Then you pick up your phone beside you texting Alejandro what they want for the meal, but then you shake your head putting back your phone beside you unfolding your laptop searching for the recipe you're going to make

"I promise them it would be a surprise after all, if I ask him he would know what Im making"

"Making what?" suddenly Kyle barged into your office with his innocent eyes, immediately snapped your laptop shut and gave him a wary smile

"Kyle!~ ohh..hoo...what are doing here hun?"

"Do I have a reason to hanging around with our beautiful Doc?"

"Well since my sweets stock has been decreasing these last few days, Im getting more suspicious with you boys hanging around my office" You shot Gaz a look when he opened your cabinet, and beamed when he saw his favorite candy

"Thanks for calling me beautiful though"

with a mouth full of candy he faced you and gave you a thumbs-up

"Say Doc ...what is the menu for the party?"

"Well...Im just going to research about it..Alejandro, Rudy and some of the Vaqueros will come..I want to try some of the Mexican cuisine...." Gaz furrowing his eyebrow sensing a hesitation in your tone and doubt

"But?" he walks to your desk

"..well our taste buds are different from them and..well..." pursing your lips

"Doc.. Im sure whatever you're making they'll like it.."

"You..sure?"

"Positive..side's who doesn't like your cooking? Ghost always asks for more...."

"hmp...yeah...5 plates,after that he asked for a snack...no wonder he's huge I still remember that one time when the canteen almost lost its ingredients for one month" you huff at him, but because of him it eases all of your worries and you've decided that you're going to make both taco and naco for the snack, now for the main dish and drink...

'Oh well let's just make barbecue and fruit punch, good thing the boys aren't picky....and got a big appetite oh..maybe some cake or pastries would be nice~..'

Notice the beam in your eyes Gaz smiled gladly to ease all your worries

.

.

2 days after, as promised the Vaqueros came to 141 base Captain Price welcomed them followed by Gaz beside him

"Good to see you again Colonel Vargas" Price said firmly shaking Alejandro's hand

"Captain Price, you too comrade!"

"Come Soap and Ghost are waiting for you inside, let just hope they did not gobble up the food..." Price escorted them to the canteen

"I've heard Doc the one who making it?"

"Aye...along she my best medic she is the best cook here, I sure you'll love it Colonel" Price proudly boasts about you

"Can't wait to taste it then...I've heard a lot from Soap"

"heh bloke always bragging about her ..a lot" Price huffs a smirk planted against his face, as they arrive at the canteen

They could smell the barbeque....and hear the arguing of Soap with Ghost

"THE F**** Johnny! you almost burnt it!" barked Ghost furiously fanning the smoke out of his masked face

"Well WHY don't YOU try it?!" challenged Soap as he tried to undo his mistake...but alas what was already done...is done

"Both of you! please just sit down!" you intervene them before getting heated, placing your hand against Soap's chest you quickly flip all the meat and the other vegetables, ordering both of them to sit down with your 'mom stare'

Like a disobedient child they sat, but not before kicking each other legs

Price facepalming as Alejandro just chuckles along with Rudy

"Hermano! We've come!" announced Alenjadro

"Alenjandro!, good to see you again brother!" beamed Soap as he rushed to Alejandro giving him a brotherly hug

As they reunited you huffed and took care of the barbeque, really you just took a minute to take some of the sauce in the kitchen and you asked for Ghost and Soap to take care of the barbecue

"Damn...this one is burnt...oh well..I guess this one is on my plate" mutter you the ever sacrifice placed the burnt one on your plate can't let any these boys of yours eat any burnt food on their off day

"Good to see you again Doc.." greeted Alejandro, as Rudy politely nodded at you

"Ah! yes Alejandro, Rudy! sorry I little late for the prepare, damnit Soap.." you mumbled cursing for your own stupidity to leave the cooking to the boys

"You want any help Hermana?" asks the sweet Rudy, you smile kindly at him

"No need Rudy, you're the guest here-"

"I insist Doc..." he insisted with a soft look in his eyes that made you melted

"Alright then...um..ah could you pour the soda inside the fruit punch there"

"Sure thing..all of it?" you nodded and he obediently poured all of the transparent soda inside the fruit punch, Alejandro stared at you in the slideness focusing on the barbecues pleased to see you again

"Okay..Boys!! the food ready!"

Then Soap immediately rushed to your side and raised his palm, reminding him to eat the vegetables you gave him his plate as you give all of them their portions you take your plate

Rudy  noticed that your portion was full of burnt BBQ, and he huffed at the ever the sacrificed you, when he offered you his good portion you refused him as you chuckled softy at him and said ‘Nah it's alright you enjoy your own I will make it again sides it brings more flavor to it’ tenderly gazing at the boys reminding you of your troublesome siblings

Damn he really want to take you away to his house and make you his wife

With so much laugh and joy they all eat, not forget the snacks and some pastries you make all of their exhaustment and the gore memory of the battle gone when they eat your cooking

"Ahh..s****...mine gone.."

"Damn Soap.. that's your third plate" grumble Ghost

"Betta’ me then you LT" Soap squinting his eyes at Ghosts who munching away his food like a hamster his cheeks storing the barbecue on his cheeks

“need more barbeque Gaz?” ask you noticing his empty plate, shaking his head Gaz takes one of the tacos on the big plate

“no need love, I’ll take the taco”

“ask me if you need more barbeque okay? I’ll make it again” smiled softly Gaz nodded, and then Price walked to you placing his rough hand on your shoulder

“Just take it easy Doc, I’ll take care of the boys  just enjoy the feast yeah?”

“you sure Cap?”

“Positive” he rubbed your shoulder and pushed you gently back into your seat, both Alejandro and Rudy noticed the tender gaze from Price as he caressed your head this went unnoticed by you

Deep inside both of them felt a pang of jealousy, and then Alejandro approached you with his plate in his hand

“Evening Doc”

“Ah Alejandro!  Sorry, I'm not greeting you properly...” Shaking his head Alejandro chuckles

“don't mind it Doc, I really enjoyed the feast you made though wonder Soap bragging about it” he gave you a charming smile that made you flustered (Oh God I thank you for making such a dashing creature like him)

“i-its not really something to brag about...I just love to cook for the boys thats all..” his thick eyebrow twitching

‘for the boys’...now that REALLY making him jealous of the 141 men

“Ever thinking of transfers to another team Doc?” asks Alejandro suddenly

Out of instinct, the 141 task force eavesdropped the conversation, squinting their eyes at Alejandro while Rudy quietly observed them slurping his fruit punch

“Well...”you trail..staring at your half eaten burnt barbeque (made with love by SOAP) the atmosphere becomes tense of course this goes unnoticed by you, glancing at the boys who immediately act like they didn’t eavesdrop on your conversation

Smiled at the boys you glance at Alejandro

“Nope not at all..” raised his thick eyebrows, a disappointment filled his chest alas he still smiled and faced his body towards you his gaze flickering to 141 who smiled proudly at your remark, then back to you

 “...may..I ask why?”ask him

“I..enjoy the time I spend with them..well..except when we are on the mission that is..heh..and I doubt they’ll allow me to transfer  to another team” After that you drink the fruit punch

“Ah..right..of course...they are deeply in love with you Doc” claims Alejandro, you bashfully chuckle while the others snap their head towards Alejandro with their eyes popping out

“yeah...more like they in love with my cooking heh those rascal..”

The 141 sighed in relief but was somehow frustrated that you didn’t take a hint

The Colonel again raised his eyebrow as he glanced at the 141 who were slightly slumped but still munching away their food, then Alejandro realized

‘she..doesn’t notice it ..does she?’

“Why the question?” ask youwhile taking a bite of your taco, Alejandro smirking wiping a speck of sauce on your cheeks with his thumb as he leans toward your face

“A-Alejandro?” your face flushed red and squeak when his nose touched yours

“If you would change your mind..would you like to become one of us? Besides..I would be at ease to have the woman I am attracted to in my team”

“W-wha?!”

A looming and rage aura came from the 141 body , Rudy just could pray that Alejandro came home safely

Suddenly Alejandro chuckles and leans away from your flushed face, booping your nose as you stare at him dazed and confused

“Kidding hermana, but really if you ever change your mind Vaqueros would always welcome you~”

“A-ah..okay..thank you..for the offer..” nomming the nachos you faced away from Alejandro, when you faced away from him Alejandro glanced at the 141 and shot them a smug smirk, Rudy just stared at him deadpan

‘oh...Ale..I hope you are back home safely..’

Note:

Arghhh..!! Sorry for the delay! Im really busy with my project and all

Coffee please?

[writingoddess1125]

I'm not sure if you take CoD requests but I was wondering if maybe you could do headcanons for Alejandro(if you write for him) with a reader who's Cajun, has a Cajun accent, and calls him Sha(its Cajun slang for sweetheart/dear/darling)

If you don't write for Alejandro, maybe Price or Soap

Oh this is so cute!!

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Alejandro with Cajun Reader

PSA - I did a lot of research so I tried 😅

• You get stationed out to the main base in Los Vaqueros, tasked to help the people there and work alongside Colonel Alejandro Vargas.

• Arriving on a helicopter you smile as you meet Alejandro smiling at you. "Welcome to Las Almas my friend- Heard great things about you"

• "Boujour! Comment ça s’plume? Alejandro no?" You say cheerfully clearly throwing off the man at the French being thrown his way- But a French he was incredibly unfamiliar with

• "Sargent (Y/L/N)? Correct?" You nod calmly, The Colonel smiking a bit- "We must leave soon then"

• "Don't be like that Cher" You say with a laugh and watch the man's face twist in mild confusion still.

• "Sha?" He repeated, you realizing quickly your mistake with a hearty laugh. "It's a term of endearment- Like Darlin'- Now, You said we had to leave No? Allons!"

• Alejandro nods and leads you off to your station, Still a bit confused over what the fuck you were saying-

• After a few weeks on base he starts to understand, realizing you are speaking a form of French mixed with English. The two of you talking quite often now as he shows you around Las Almas and the situation there.

• "They told me you are American-" Alejandro questioned as you two drove through the town.

• "I am-" You clarified with a smile. "From Louisiana" Alejandro nodded his head like he suddently got it.

• "Isn't uh it Creole? Es.. That's the American word right?" Alejandro questions, making you shake your head. "Two differen' peoples Sha-" You say as you try to explain the difference.

• This poor man is so confused- Feels like he's in school again and was just given a very hard exam that he didn't study for.

• "Creole is more City and Cajun is country" You simplified, which seemed to ease the confusion for the time being.

• The two of you become fast friends- You of course a chatter box and always wanting to learn and Alejandro always wanting to teach and see new things.

• Alejandro begins to teach you more Spanish while you teach him French-

• He likes to tease about how you talk with your hands and your passion behind your speaking. Finds it funny

• You two do have arguments at times, like an old couple do at stupid things. However rank is never pulled or acknowledged since it's always fun/personal banter

• However what truly soothed over any issues was the food- The two of you becoming quick food buddies as you'd share your guys food with each other.

• Alejandro walked straight to you on base early morning after a briefing, staring hard at you as he held a wrapped item in hand-

"...This is a La Guacamaya torta- It is one of my favorites... I added extra chicharrón" He flexes as he shows off the item. You nodding in agreement that it looked pretty damn good.

• "Not bad Not bad-" You smile, Before reaching for your own item with a grin. Pulling out a well worn Tupperware bowl-

• "Now, Had to improvise is bit- since Not many of my ingredients in this neck of the woods so I did so?' Pastalaya and found ya a le Boudin to have later"

• You say proudly showing off your lunch. Alejandro nodding also impressed- Before the two of you switch lunches and sit together to eat happily.

• It didn't take a genius for others to figure out you were buddy buddy with the Colonel- While some didn't like it, most warmed up to you and stared in your joy and willingness to expand-

• While you let anyone else know clearly they could go fuck themselves-

• However Alejandro was always your ride or die.

• The two of you shit talk for hours while eating... Half the time Not even understanding each other as you share new insults and curse words.

• He was your best friend, and you his-

[icarustypicalfall]

cara mia

ALEJANDRO VARGAS X F!READER

inspired by the glorious lovers, Gomez and Morticia.

a request that i hope will succeed to mend every heart i broke because of certain angst

summary: you can't love someone more than yourself and live everyday as if it's the last.. well, certainly not according to you and your lover

warnings: none, sfw, pure fluff <3

note: im not that good at writing romance.. im an angst person but yeah that was really entertaining, doing some research and planning 🤭 tysm for your request anon, I'd love hearing from you again, tell me what you think 🫶🏻

"I've finally found you, now my life tastes sweet like cinnamon"

"I think they truly love each other, but I'm not entirely sure," Rudy chuckled at Soap's comment as they observed Alejandro and his lover, you, dancing on the crowded dance floor.

Throughout the night, you danced, kissed, and flirted, seemingly inseparable.

Los Vaqueros had organized a party to celebrate their latest mission after the tank operation. It was an ideal opportunity for Alejandro to introduce you to his brothers and new allies: Gaz, Soap, Ghost, and Captain Price.

The evening had started as a simple get-together, but it quickly turned into a display of intense flirting and hours of dancing and drinks.

Rudy would often joke that Alejandro seemed to forget everyone else when he was with you. He was even distracted at the shooting range, nearly shooting one of his own men when he caught a glimpse of you passing by.

The men sitting at the table laughed, sipping their beers while keeping an eye on the couple swaying on the dance floor. "I can't believe this is the same man I used to work with. He is completely smitten with her," Rudy laughed heartily, clearly becoming more and more tipsy.

Shaking his head, he smiled. "No hermano, Alejandro and _ are not whipped. They simply love each other. They've had this connection ever since they met."

You had met Alejandro years ago, during a time when you both had to work together amidst the scandalous movements of the cartel. After a period of dating, he proposed, and within a year, you were married. Though Alejandro had some flaws, such as anger issues and work addiction, he never let that affect your relationship. Any disagreement or argument would swiftly be resolved with passionate apologies shared behind closed doors. Some never started believing in soulmates till they witnessed the Colonel and his wife dancing bachata at 2 am.

To Alejandro, you were a delicate flower, even with your own strong-willed nature. He took pleasure in watching you bark orders to incompetent recruits.

When some of his men playfully asked him whether he'll choose you over eternity.. well of course he chose you. Because, quoting him: "how could I choose a life where you are not by my side, cara mia? I'd consider it as hell itself. For me, amor, I'd rather hold you for a brief moment over any eternities."

You, on the other side, proudly showcased your love for him. The bond you shared was powerful and seemingly magical. Together, you lived for the moment, sucking the joy of life and spating out the sorrow. There wasn't any words that could describe how you feel about him.

Crazy? maybe. Deeply in love? Absolutely.

Taking a break from dancing, you volunteered to get drinks, and Alejandro made his way back to the table. A broad smile adorned his face as he glanced at you, seated closely to him, holding onto his arm. You smiled back, giving his hand a gentle squeeze as he kissed your forehead and kept a protective arm around your waist.

Captain Price chuckled and patted Alejandro's back, remarking, "Well son, you never told us you were married. Rudy mentioned it before he passed out."

You glanced at Alejandro, resting your elbow on the table, cheek supported by your palm, wearing a playful smirk.

"Is that so? He didn't mention me even once? Must have been pretty busy, right, amor?"

Alejandro held your hand, gently squeezing it within his calloused palm and placing soft kisses on your fingertips.

"Just because I didn't talk about you doesn't mean you weren't on my mind, Querida. You reside there constantly, occupying every thought of mine."

"That was cheesy, Alejandro. Eres increíble!" you teased, his eyes seemed to flicker like stars shining in his dark brown orbs. He drew closer to you, his smile wide.

"You really shouldn't speak Spanish to me, amor. You know it drives me mad."

"I'd absolutely love seeing you mad, Hermoso."

The men around the table followed your conversation, enraptured by this side of Alejandro.He was unafraid to show you off, proud of your relationship and unapologetic about his love for you. In fact, if he was to be called out for loving you this much, he'd proudly wear the title. He cherished you deeply, and you had no worries about the cartel using you against him. They knew not to cross that line, for you were a protected and treasured part of Alejandro's life. God help the ones who tried to cross it, let some peace fall upon their limp bodies.

After a long night, it was almost four in the morning when you and Alejandro reached your home. In the blue hour, you both would often take a moment to witness the captivating beauty of nature while wrapped in each other's arms.

Alejandro gently tilted your chin, meeting your gaze with a smile as he whispered slurred words into your ear.

"Do you remember our honeymoon, darling?"

"Which one, amor? Every day with you feels like a honeymoon, and you're definitely giving me a sweet tooth."

"..The night after we got married," he reminisced. "When everyone had left, leaving only you and me. We sat on the balcony, with the cold wind weaving through our hair. I held you close as the sun rose."

A slight smile formed on your lips as you relived the memory. Your fingertips lingered on the burning flesh of his cheek. Closing your eyes, his words sank in the depth of your mind.

"Do you ever realize you become a poet when you're drunk?"

"Just for you, amor, I'll be anything you want, if you wanted me to get you the stars, I'll collect every piece of them, even if i died trying. But if you wanted to shove me away, I'll stick with you for eternity and beyond. You're too precious for me, cara mia"

His hand found yours, in slow movements and dizzy stares, he squeezed your palm. As if the simple mouvement was a promise, a vow for you.

"I want to recreate that moment tonight," Alejandro murmured, his voice filled with warmth and love. "Let's stay up until the sun rises again, and we can relive our love story once more."

You nodded, anticipation gleaming in your eyes. Hand in hand, you made your way to the balcony, watching as the sky transformed from dark to a palette of soft hues. Wrapped in each other's arms, you whispered sweet nothings, promising to love, support, and protect one another until the end of time.

This kind of love that almost felt irreal, you shared a deep mutual connection that none could explain, and neither of you tried.

If anything, you just loved each other. You digged and bathed in the joy, forgetting the sorrow. Was this a blessing of life, an apology for the misery your souls endured during lifetimes?

Or were you simply lucky enough of to find the missing piece of your heart?

For the matter, you both knew that this love was enough to mend your hearts, over and over again.

As the first rays of sunlight kissed your skin, Alejandro leaned in and whispered against your lips.

"Te amo, mi vida. Forever and always."

"Te amo también, mi amor. Nada ni nadie nos separará."

(can i marry him please? i stg he's perfect. sorry if it's not accurate or not what you expected. ily all 🫶🏻❤️)

[islandtarochips]

Monster COD AU: Watch your Steps

Arthur’s Note: This AU was inspired by @bluegiragi for their AU is SO cool and SO awesome! You guys should check it out!

*Alejandro and Kanoa were on point as they went to the enemy’s base* Kanoa, crouched down a bit as he look through his scope while hiding behind a bush: Just two enemies standing in front of the gate. Alejandro, nodded: Bueno. We shall go down there and deal with them. QUIETLY. Kanoa: Agreed. Let's go. *Alejandro took a step back as he accidentally stepped on Kanoa's shark tail* Kanoa: NGH! Alejandro, looked at the Captain confusingly: Captain? Are you alright? Kanoa: N-No...because you are stepping on my TAIL, uce. Alejandro, looked down as he jolted to see his boots on Kanoa's tail: Meirda! I am SO sorry! Kanoa: I-It’s ok…🥲 Alejandro: Um...will it make you feel better if YOU step on my tail? Kanoa: No no no! It's ok! I'm fine! Let's just get this mission going, ok? ~later~ *Agnes and Soap were on a stealth mission in the dock* Agnes: *was planting the bombs on the boat* Soap, was on guard making sure no enemy comes through: Are you almost done, Blast? Agnes: Almost done So-ACK! *covered her mouth* *Soap turned his head to see Agnes was covering her mouth* Soap: Lass, what's the MATTER?! *saw Agnes was looking down to see he was stepping onto her eel TAIL* Soap, gasped a little and quickly moved away before crouching down to hug her: I’m so sorry I’m so sorry I’m so sorry I’m so sorry I’m so sorry I’m so sorry I’m so sorry I’m so sorry- Agnes, chuckled a little: I’m fine, Soap. Don’t worry. *Agnes sweat a bit at Soap still hugging her* Agnes: Um…Soap? I’m ok…John? ~later~ *Ghost was in a med bay with Aelan who was putting an icepack on his bruising eye and patching up his arm that was bleeding a bit* Aelan, bandaging his arm: ……HOW did this happen? Ghost: …First Sergeant Shark has some anger issues. Aelan: ………You stepped on her tail didn’t you? Ghost: ……maybe. Aelan: And you didn’t APOLOGIZE? Ghost: …….no. Aelan: WHY? Ghost: She just GROWLED at me! Aelan: Because you STEPPED on her TAIL, Lieutenant!

Arthur's Note: To let you guys know! Ever since I saw @bluegiragi post about the info of the 141, Los Vaqueros, Valeria, Graves, Konig and Horangi. In the Monster AU. It inspired me SO much for me to make my OCs into this AU. Did quite a bit of research of trying to find a PERFECT match for them! And let me listed down of what monster these guys are!

Tiala/Kanoa Toa - Shark Hybrid

Agnes Falagi - Eel Hybrid

Aelan Kalani - Just a human

Yeah. It's only Aelan who is human. But for these three! They are just sea creature hybrids! And I was imagining about their monster features! Which the number one thing that got me are their TAILS! As you can see, the shark and eel tails aren't that flexible like how Alejandro and Soap's monster tail were. So you can say that their tail are like heavy weight, getting dragged onto the ground. Which they're used it. But it IS easy to drag it in water since it could just float around better than dragging it on land. And since their tail dragged onto land, imagined the people accidentally STEPPED on it! That’s why I made this small skit to share this funny moments about the WTF’s situation if they’re a MONSTER! Lol.

Characters:

Tiala “Shark” Toa -> Me

Kanoa Toa -> Me

Agnes “Blast” Falagi -> Me

Aelan Kalani -> Me

Just wanna tag the peeps about this. Lol.

@deeptrashwitch @alypink @kaitaiga @welldonekhushi

@revnah1406 @sleepyconfusedpotato @dirtfullofwork

@sweet-samnang @iamcautiouslyoptimistic

@imagoddamnonionmason @applbottmjeens

[writeforfandoms]

Fall Into Me 9

Find the series masterlist

Rose deals with the fallout of the graffiti, and discovers she has more help than she could have guessed.

Warnings: Swearing, Feels, these men are on a mission now, teasing.

Word count: 1.3k

Eventual Rose x 141/Los Vaqueros. Eventual.

The best thing Rose could really say about that day was that it passed. Far, far too many of her customers commented on the graffiti when they came in, expressing concern and condolences. Her smile was brittle after fifteen minutes, and Gaz quickly but gently exiled her to making drinks and took over talking to people. 

It stung, a little, but she didn’t fight him. She didn’t have the energy to fight him. 

After the morning rush, he pushed a cup of tea at her. Rose briefly made a face but took the tea.

“I don’t need to be coddled.”

“Not coddling you,” he immediately denied. “I’d do this for any friend.”

She swallowed a mouthful of tea to hide the way her heart clenched at that declaration. Friend. She didn’t have a lot of those, even fewer she considered to be truly trustworthy, so to have him say it so easily… Well. She enjoyed that far too much.

“I don’t normally let friends work for me,” she drawled, catching the way his smile brightened. “But I suppose I’ll allow it for today.” 

Gaz chuckled and nudged her. “What else needs doing?” 

Rose thought about it for a moment, her gaze wandering over to the window. She wanted that gone, desperately. But she also wasn’t sure she was brave enough to face it long enough to scrub it off the window.

“Hey, told you we’d take care of that,” Gaz murmured, stepping closer and nudging her to pull her gaze back to him. “Don’t you worry about that.”

Rose raised one eyebrow. “That is literally physically impossible for me,” she drawled. “I’m going to worry about it until it’s gone.”

He huffed. “Trust me, won’t be there much longer.”

She narrowed her eyes a little but didn’t question it. Yet. “I suppose you could make a help wanted sign to stick in the window,” she offered casually. 

“Yeah? Thinking you’re ready to hire someone?” 

“Thinking I need to,” she corrected with a little huff. “Because I can’t work seven days a week.” 

He nodded once, though she could see the wheels turning. “You have any social media for this place?”

“Uh. No.” Rose blinked, caught off guard.

“Shame.” Gaz smirked to himself as he located a pen. 

“What are you planning?”

“Who, me?”

“Yes you, you meddler.” 

“Nothing.” His grin had grown to shit-eating proportions now. “Just a question, love.”

“Uh huh. Sure.” Rose eyed him but decided he wasn’t going to give up the information that easily. She’d just have to play the long game. 

Of course, she immediately got distracted when Price walked in, Soap and Rodolfo waving to her as they walked through the shop and out front, Soap carrying a bucket full of frothy soapy water. 

“What?” She blinked, gaze darting between the men. This was beginning to feel distinctly tactical, the way they were tackling her problems. 

“Security camera outside got a good enough shot of the man responsible,” John told her, leaning against the counter. Gaz slipped unobtrusively over to a table, out of the way. “How d’you want to handle this?”

Rose fidgeted, chewing on her lower lip. A quick glance at John’s eyes showed no judgment, no expectations. Just patience. “I’d rather not, actually.”

“You sure?” 

She nodded once. “I mean, if there’s a way to get him on some kind of watchlist, make sure he doesn’t hurt anyone. But otherwise, keep me out of it.” Her smile was a little bitter. She wasn’t very brave, and she knew it. She liked things quieter. 

John nodded once, and that was that. “You should have a few cameras in here,” he said, clearly moving on to the next item on his mental list. 

“Never had the time to properly research that.” Rose shrugged. She also rarely had the disposable income to put towards something like that. Not that she was going to spell that out for John. 

His lips twitched, and she thought he knew anyway. “One there,” he said, pointing to a spot above the prep area. “And one there.” He pointed again across the store. “Cover basically the whole place. Could do one in the back too, if you wanted.” 

Rose tilted her head slowly, blinking. “Alright,” she agreed slowly. “Is there a certain one you recommend?” 

He nodded, fighting down a smile. “Won’t take long to get them installed.”

“Wait, installed?” Rose blinked at him, feeling like she was missing some vital part of the conversation here. 

“Got a dozen up in my office, darling,” John told her, no longer fighting down the smile. The corners of his eyes crinkled with his amusement, and she tried hard not to be distracted by that. “I’ll have Ghost bring ‘em down and we’ll install them.”

“But–” Rose blinked. Private security. Right. “John, those are for your business.”

John shrugged. “And? Can’t exactly report me to the boss, darling.” 

She frowned at him, struggling for a moment to verbalize the rest of her concern. “I can’t…”

“Love.” John lowered his voice a little, leaning in closer. “Don’t worry about it. Just let us do this, yeah?” His smile softened, something warm and almost teasing. “You can give us free tea if it makes you feel better.” 

Rose chuckled, the tension in her chest releasing. “How about cookies?” 

“Soap will be thrilled,” John drawled. “You want a camera in the back too?”

“Sure. Might as well.” Rose shrugged. The back wasn’t large - her tiny office and a tiny kitchen, just big enough for her to make cookies. The storage area was more of a closet, really, which is why she kept a close eye on supplies. 

John nodded. “Good. Won’t take long.” One of his hands closed over hers, big and warm, his thumb pressing gently to the delicate underside of her wrist. “Worth it to have you safe.” 

Rose swallowed but nodded slowly, heart thundering along in her chest. “Keep being so nice to me and you’ll never get rid of me,” she said, trying for joking but falling a little shy.

The flash of his grin was brief and amused. “Why do you think we keep coming back, darling?” He released her and stepped away, leaving her floundering. 

A quick look showed that Soap and Rodolfo were working on scrubbing off the spraypaint, and Gaz was doing something with his phone, tongue poking out between his lips. 

She had a little time.

Sneaking into the back was easy, and it took very little time to whip up a batch of cookie dough. A quick peek out front showed Gaz behind the counter, no customers in the shop, with John and Ghost working together quietly to install one of the cameras. Good enough.

The timer beeping pulled everyone’s attention briefly to the back, and Rose hummed a bit as she pulled the cookies out of the oven. They needed to cool a little before she took them off the baking sheets, but given five minutes, she’d be able to deliver fresh cookies to the guys. 

To her guys.

The thought gave her pause, both because of how right it felt and how possessive it was. But, well… They were her friends now. And the way at least a couple of them flirted, more was not out of the question. 

But it was a question for later, because she did not have the mental capacity for this right now. 

Using two of the actual plastic plates she had, she carried the cookies out to one of the tables. “Anyone want a snack?” 

Watching Soap try to dive on an entire plate for himself (only to be blocked by Ghost) was enough to have her nearly in stitches. But not enough to distract her from Gaz taking a picture of the plate in front of him before typing rapidly into his phone. She could ask… but she decided not to. 

Especially since the thought of them being her guys circled around and around in her head, refusing to give her any rest. 

She really needed to get herself sorted.

[charliemwrites]

Hi!! Love your work so so so much! A quick question, if that’s okay. What kind of pets would Alejandro, Rudy, and Valeria have? I would love to hear your thoughts!! I also hope you’re having a good day!

Oooooh okay okay I love this thank you for asking!

I hope it’s not a cop out to say i think Alejandro and Rudy would co-keep a pet. (If you want them to have individual pets though, i can try to do a Drabble for that!)

Alejandro tends to spoil their precious princesa. He would probably be the one to see her and decided she’d be a great fit for their home. He’s just as quick to hand down a punishment as to lessen it when she cries or starts to struggle with it. Rudy, on the other hand, would be the one to double check all the research and workshop the “adoption” plan. He’d add those little extra detail touches like certain beds and blankets, safe outdoor space, meds or allergy care. While he’s also the quieter, more patient one, if he hands down a punishment that’s it. He’s always fair, of course, but it’s final.

Aftercare is a team effort. Alejandro bustles around, fetching water, running the bath, wiping everyone down. Rudy stays in bed holding her and lets her doze against his chest. The coordinate times where one of them goes by to check on her throughout the day. To see how she’s getting along.

Also, later on, becomes a regular around the Vaqueros’ base. They all call her some variation of “gata” or “gatita” and there’s a joke that she’s their unofficial mascot. Some of the more familiar ones will ask what she’s up to and she’ll usually chirp some sort of friendly response. They always make sure she knows where one of her keepers are and if she never needs anything they drop what they’re doing to help.

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I’m not as familiar with Valeria, but I’ll try!

I think she’s would have someone a mix of Shy Thing and Good Girl, but with a wicked feral streak. As in, her pet is so so good for her just about always - gets spoiled but that’s because her pet deserves it! Discipline is damn near unheard of because she loves all the privileges that come with being Valeria’s perfect pet.

But that’s only for Valeria. Everyone else gets bit, scratched, hissed at. Valeria gives her a gorgeous little knife that she keeps on her at all times and has absolutely stabbed someone before for being too handsy. Valeria is always so proud of it too. The only time she would get chastised is if she’s ruined her clothes or a nice carpet with blood…. But it’s not that serious.

[mochinomnoms]

So cowboys were actually mostly poc, queer people and gnc people. This is because cow herding was not an easy job, so people who were ostracized in society found it easier to get work their, for a less nuanced version of it (because I'm on 8%). There was a particularly memorable story for me about a ftm trans midwife, who would ask women "are you comf?" And was generally very kind and understanding. After his death, it was found out that he was trans, and a lot of his memory was tarnished. His closet friend, a woman said afterwards about him "Poor dear. I hope he's comf." And it makes me want to cry.

Oh vaqueros! My family are vaqueros! They were called vaqueros, which can be very loosely translated into cow herder/man, which is how we got the English word for cowboy! You're correct in that vaqueros were primarily poc and/or queer, but the notion that they were made up of ostracized people is more for the American cowboys, as vaqueros in Mexican and Native cultures were highly respected by their people! Usually, vaqueros were norteños (Northern Mexican men), Mexican indigenous, American indigenous, black, or mixed men! They were hired to cattle ranchers often to herd cattle, and known for reata, which is the art of lassoing to catch animals (I'm not sure how to explain better in English sorry).

There were many competitions for vaqueros to show off their lasso skills, my stepdad actually participates in local shows/competitions! He's won a few too it's super cool! In the modern area, cowboys as we know them from the American side are usually wealthier ranchers. They tend to own a lot of land and animals, and are usually cornerstones of their communities For Mexican and Indigenous vaqueros, in my experience, they're usually the common person and not exclusive to wealthier families. Many families grow up with bringing their kids into the lifestyle, and are usually small business owners. They get hired on to do the 'dirtier' work of caring for the horses' and cattle wellbeing, such as trimming and shoeing their hooves, branding, and training younger foals.

For the ones that were ostracized from society, though, you're correct that it was sometimes a sad life for them. It was often the only way of living for queer people in the southwest, as they were limited in what they could do to live sustainably. Unfortunately, cowboys and vaqueros were looked down on my Americans taking over the west, and it wasn't uncommon for even the most kind cowboys' names to be tarnished. Because the American school system is very limited (being nice about it) in what they teach, and have looked down on cowboys and vaqueros because they were poc and/or queer, even though they were greatly respected by their own communities.

The irony is that American cowboys are seen as one of the highest examples of masculinity at the same time. It's disappointing, because there's so much history and culture within old vaqueros that is incredibly interesting! I'm particularly disappointed with the lack of information on queer vaqueros, but I know there's more research going on about them at the moment! Hopefully we'll have more history revealed soon!

[cyanidedrinkers]

Forgive me father for i have sinned.

A PriceGraves religious guilt fanfic. Tw: Religious guilt, Religious Trauma, Mentions of homophobia, accidental self-harm, Graves has a mental breakdown- Graves loved his Shadow's, They were like family to him and because they were his family he did everything in his power to make them comfortable. One of the major ways he does this is by taking the time to research their religions and adjusting accordingly. During Ramadan Graves tracks who's fasting and makes sure to have the night crew make food for those breaking fast. He keeps Kosher meals on hand at all times and special orders MRE'S for those in the field so they still get fed and don't have to go against their religion. All around base there are rooms for those who need to pray through out the day. He special orders uniforms for those who cant wear what is provided due to their religion, and assigns special roles for those who refuse to handle a gun but still wish to serve. All he asks is that he is informed ahead of time when someone needs to fast, take off for holidays, or pray so he can provide the support they need. If the company ever gets deployed around Saudi Arabia Graves asks around to see who would like to make their journey to the Kaaba. There's a small church area on the base for those to go to throughout the day and designated times for people to go attend service. He even provides custom helmets for those who decide to wear Hijabs or Kippah's and takes feed back on how to make them comfier.

Growing up in the south Graves was raised Catholic, His mother and father were very prominent at the church and so was little Phillip. He went to lent, ash Wednesday, attended church every Sunday, participated in dinner every Wednesday, learned old Latin so he can read the older versions of the bible, went to Catholic schools, he even prayed at every meal and before bed. His religion was sacred to him, It was an important part of his life growing up and so he strives to make others comfortable too. His love for his god tends to backfire though. After his betrayal of the 141 and Los Vaqueros he spent a whole week locked in his room praying and begging for forgiveness. His cross clutched so tightly in his hands that it left bruises and made that spot tender to the touch. Shadow's had stationed themselves outside the door to make sure he was safe but the cries coming from his room were those of pain and terror as he begged for forgiveness and to wash away his sin from his unholy body. It took nearly 3 months for him to get back to normal and when he did he got the worse news possible. "Due to the nature of this mission I'll be assigning 141 to help you. It'll be easier for them to stay on your base so clear out some space." Laswell stated firmly. Less then 24 hours ago Graves was hit with this news, He was scared to say the least. The 141...Staying with the shadows? How would he break it to his boys-, And girls, That the people who killed their teammates, lovers, and friends would be staying with them for god knows how long. Graves ran a hand over his face, His eyes threatening to close and his knees sore from sitting down all day from doing the paperwork for the 141's arrival. What he really wanted was to crack a beer open and watch the afternoon PT be done, He loved watching the new trainees get too cocky with their superior then bicker and moan as they were made to run laps. It brought him back to days were things were easy and he didn't have to worry about anything other then what their NCO was going to do to them. Pushing himself up and out of his chair with a loud groan Graves collected his things and set out to break the news to his shadows. The sun was just setting over the horizon as he took his first step out into the real world. The air smelled like a mixture of sweat, heat, dirt, and....rain? With a quick glance up at the clouds and a curse under his breath Graves made his way to the mess hall. "That stupid weather man said it wouldn't rain for another two days" He whined under his breath as he kicked a rock Infront of him, Repeating this action intel he eventually lost it. "Smells like damn rain to me, The clouds are white as snow but i just know it by the smell" His mumbling and grumbling to himself continued till he made it inside, It caught the eye of some shadows as he passed by them but they shrugged it off as him being hangry or a meeting gone wrong.

Once inside Graves was greeted by the waves and smiling faces of his Shadows, Some ran up to him and started asking how he was and if he was busy today because he didn't make his rounds like he normally does. Graves just smiled and made small talk intel everyone sat down. It was fairly easy to get everyone's attention when he needed it.

He stood and cleared his throat, Graves had prepared to yell over all the noise but the sound of silence washed over the mess hall as he stood and nothing but clattering forks could he heard as the attention was on him.

"Well that was easier than i remember-" He smiles to himself, He's still got it.

"It is with uttermost disappoint that i inform you that the 141 will be staying with us-" Groans and yelling cut him off. His shadows like small children sometimes, They whined and one person let out a very loud "NOOOOOO" which was met by laughter and agreement.

"I know we haven't been the best of friends with them but i expect you all to treat them with respect and to NOT, I repeat, NOT disrespect them in anyway OR steal their stuff." Graves hisses out, He aims that last part at a Shadow not to far away from him who's known for stealing things from people she dislikes.

This gets a unsatisfied groan from her but understanding nods from everyone else, And with that Graves grabs himself some dinner and goes back to his quarters for the night.

Once his meal is done and he finally shuts down his laptop Graves changes into a simple T-shirt and sweats. He removes the cross necklace from around his neck, takes off his socks and gets on his knees at the foot of his bed. His hands, Grasping the cross that lays so perfectly across his hands, and closes his eyes as he bows his head.

"Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Please, Allow these next few days to go well. Allow sin and hatred to not come in-between our mission and deliver my children back to me safely. Give me strength to push through and give strength to those who will have to see the faces of those who killed their loves, friends, and brothers in arms. Allow nothing but peace between the two companies lord. Amen"

Graves stays there for a few more seconds before standing up and setting his necklace at the bedside table. As he gets into bed and drifts into sleep he can't help but have that same gruff voice pop up in his head, Those calloused hands, the smell of cigars, it all swarms his mind intel he finally falls asleep....

That was part one :) if ya'll liked it let me know and I'll probably continue it- I had to do a lot of research so i apologize if everything isn't correct- I'm Agnostic, Former Christian, and don't know very much but I'm trying.

[monarchberrysblog]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Spread the self-love ₊ ✩

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Hey Lauro! 🩵 Jelly 🪼 , aka @lazyjellyfish300 , and T 🩷 aka @tarjapearce!

Thank you for sending the ask!

But to answer the question, here is the list!

NOTHING BUT TROUBLE (Black Cat! Miguel O’Hara x Fem! Reader)

this has fic had been in my mind for the longest time and only saw the light of day recently! it took so long as I was indecisive on where this was heading, specifically for black cat! Migs 🐈‍⬛🩵

GROWING PAINS (Miguel O’Hara x pregnant! fem! reader)

this one was actually my most challenging one actually because i had to do a lot of research about pregnancy 🥸 but i enjoyed writing the smut for this but only see this fluff/smut a start on improving dialect.

EL VAQUERO (cowboy! Miguel O’Hara x Fem! Reader)

on a drive to Waco, Texas, this masterpiece came to mind after listening to country music and sipping on Dr.Pepper. this is a short but sweet smut written by me when I woke up from my nap in my sisters car lmao

DON’T PUSH IT (Miguel O’Hara x Fem! reader)

my first popular smut. oh man, oh my. when I first published this, I never saw this going anywhere tbh. When first starting tumblr, I had little to no activity. but this was the fic that started it all. (gonna rewrite it one day dw )

PUTTING THE FLAME OUT (fireman! Miguel O’Hara x chubby! fem! reader)

okay, this is one of my favorite ones because I have a guilty pleasure for firemen (sue me—) and because I chatted with a bot on character ai. I had so much fun writing this and actually had the confidence to post here (lmao)

Here is the link to my masterlist if you all want to get freaky 😏 other than that, thank you to all my supporters. You all encourage me to pursue my writing and to improve 🥹

requests will open soon, but not right now. Have to get original ideas out first 😋

[grogusbuir]

Cowboys, & Where They Started

so @bog-teeth has asked me for some of my (i admit somewhat limited) information on cowboys.

to preface this, i’d like to say where my appreciation for cowboys started. as horse people and rodeo goers on my mothers side, i was young when i first met the great beasts of my obsession and their riders. (one of my special interests when i was young was horses, and it still is). i listened to their wild stories and drank in their advice. i learned to appreciate the animal that humans have bred for work, and now are mostly pets or bought on the whim of those who have enough money to maintain them. (this is also where i learned how queer i was, and how to let insults roll off me, but that is a story for another day).

my father, an immigrant, taught me to love history, but to also look on the non-white side of it. as such, i became somewhat of a terror to have in a high school history class, as i would get in debates with bigots and then have to tell my teacher to research on the argued about topics so i could be proven right. i had two teachers, one from english 2 and the other from statistics, who i’d have long discussions on history and how it has been clouded.

so i was prompted to then research about what i grew up around, and the history of it. this led me down the rabbit hole of cowboys and the romanticism of the west. we all (hopefully) know about the colonizers and their genocides, and how that has still carried on today. so i would like to share some of what i have learned.

my number one rule for anyone who gets into something (be it fandom or history): research on the history of it. learn where it come from and how it came to be.

with that, my articles:

the original cowboys by katie gutierrez

black cowboys at “home on the range” a post in the library of congress

https://www.socialstudies.org/legacy-american-west-indian-cowboys-black-cowboys-and-vaqueros

if you are working and can’t read these articles, there are also some video essays on youtube you can listen to.

[clownerysoda]

omg you guys really liked the funger oc post so here's the first one 😁😁 his name is mateo because i didnt want to come up with a fake spanish name

Born around the 1560's, Mateo is a (funger equivalent) Mexican Vaquero. Being raised to br a woman, only a few years before his expedition did he realize that he was not a woman. Trying to change your identity in a place where everyone knows you is hard. That's why he immediately fled when he heard the rumors. Rumors of an extremely valuable artifact, stolen by the leader of an infamous mercenary group, had begun plaguing his town. They said both the artifact and leader resided in the Dungeons of Fear and Hunger, in the kingdom of Rondon. They said they bringing either the artifact or the leader out from the dungeon would bring you infinite amounts of wealth. Mateo knew that this wealth would give him what he needs to start anew. He joined the first expedition to Rondon he could find, putting on facial hair made of makeup and changing his name to Mateo Madraso.

And so he makes it to the Dungeons, all those on the expedition had left to their destinations, and he was all alone. The dungeons greeted him with a sickening feeling... Who knows what lies agead on his journey....

His automatically equipped weapon is an arquebus (pretend the gun on his belt is one i forgot to properly research 1500's guns when i was drawing him🤦) and he works well with shooting weapons (his gun as well as bows, if he can get rope he works well with that as well) he cannot equip blunt weapons

i'm sure i'll add more later on lol

who should i post next, his farmer boyfriend or a vampire :)?

(it should be noted this is all for fun, obviously historically being trans wasn't something he could just get away with like that but who knows!! it's for fun. the funger lore might not work directly with this and to that i say shhhh i'm having a blast)

[devilscreekballad]

I just want to tell you guys that I'm really excited for this game. I've always been fascinated with the western frontier as a kid (my first taste being the movies Spirit and that An American Tail movie where Fievel and his family move to the west) as well as the several wild west oldies that gets played in channels when we only had cable). As an adult, my fascination and love has just reignited.

I feel like wild west as a genre that we knew had considerably dipped in popularity in the current times, only being put back to the spotlight due to Red Dead Redemption 2 and such. But apart from that, my only other exposure to the genre was the, uh, thick 80s romance novels my mother owned.

So y'know, it's great to see people dipping their toes in the genre with a fresh take apart from the usual formula I see in the genre back then (sheriff vs bad guy, bad cowboy vs good cowboy, cowboys vs Indians because imperialism is cool apparently, etc).

Also, without spiraling into a huge wall of text, I just want to express my appreciation for the fact that you included the Chinese and black diaspora in your game. They were the backbone of the true wild west, after all. On a similar note, will we have Mexican vaqueros and Pueblo Natives here too?

Thank you for the comment, happy you like it :D

As for the question: I dunno if you would/can count Isaac (he's Mexican-American), as I'm earlobes deep in research on various cultures of the time and the general area, so I'm not daring to dip my toes in too deep.

[sergeantsporks]

25! TALK ABOUT YOUR OCS 🫵

Yippee!!!

I did invent 2 new OCs this year (I think. Time blurs, man). A while ago, I mentioned making a werewolf Little Red Riding Hood retelling where LRRH was still a kid instead of a sexy young adult or whatever goes on in typical retellings, and I wanted to make her a red wolf! Well, that's been expanded, so now I have an OC named Rosa (yeah, yeah, it means pink, I know, but it also means rose, so it's fine), and I've jumped FAR down the rabbit hole, so now instead of Generic Fantasy Story, it's taking place in 1800s South Texas So Rosa is an 8-ish year old girl who lives in a mission, and was sent on a charity trip to a weird old lady when she gets bit by a werewolf.

The woodsman is oc number two! Still playing with a name for him, but I'm thinking Rafael, and he's now a vaquero. Who is also a werewolf :3. He's not exaaaaactly the "gruff older guy adopts child" trope because he's more "extremely socially awkward due to isolation" than he is "gruff." Which is not fun for him because he is a werewolf, so his two halves (human and wolf) are both VERY social pack creatures, and he Does Not Have That. Gonna be fun! I'm excited for them, but I need to do more research before I do any writing.

[synamins-sso]

been working on some oc stuff, some written, some visual. i've been researching native mexican american culture and its direct correlation to cowboys, also known as vaqueros. since luna comes from a line of vaqueros and vaqueras, this research has seemed perfect to fit the kind of story i want her to have. where i'm at right now is she's a mexican kickapoo from oklahoma. her family came together from northern and southern america, but was separated after the mexican-american war due to the displacement of the kickapoo people. part of her family lived in mexico, and the other managed to stay in oklahoma, outside of what was once kickapoo land.

i need to get some more written, but i think mexican-kickapoo culture is so interesting due to their close proximity to cowboys in the wild west and am excited to learn more for this character!