#Rudy parra x male reader

[agoofyannoyancetolaw]

heavenly

a/n: valentines post because why not! :D, not very original post but I swear I have good ideas in the making

minors DNI

rudy was laid down, silken sheets sprawled out over him and the early morning sunlight hitting his features just right to look like a painting- yet he was fidgety and antsy. You had been spending minutes convincing him to let you worship him for once. It had always been him in bed kissing every inch of your skin and looking at you as if he wanted to save every detail to memory- but it had never been done in return to him

You had taken him out on a fancy night out since it was Valentine’s Day when you sprung the idea on him. He had gotten nearly as red in the cheeks as the wine he had been drinking! it was so embarrassing but yet here he sat, listening for you as you walked into the room, the hot feeling of soft kisses down his neck drawing him out of his thoughts.

he usually hated this holiday- he hated most holidays of romance! But god did it feel ecstatic to have you treat him so well, his cheeks bright red and his breath sharp as your hands softly moved the silks off him and your fingers softly grasped his already pitifully hard member to tease him. He bucked into your hand with little whines, his own hands moving to grip the bed-sheets

you must have been doing this for what? Minutes- and he was already gasping softly, sentences falling from his mouth constantly although you could barely even understand what he was saying with all the stutters in between each word. The cold feeling of your two lubed up fingers teasing his hole as he attempted to trust himself father even when you were set on taking your time to make him feel good.

your soft digits working him open so slowly had him gasping and moaning loud enough whoever was in the apartment next door could most definitely hear, his back arching off the bed as you worked two digits into him, then three, then four

“Mi sol- oh god please!” Rudy groaned, pretty little tears filling his eyes. Whining at the feeling of emptiness before feeling your member slide into him, his soft walls tight around your girth as you kissed him all over, chest to chest.

thrust after thrust hitting him just right and making him try to match your thrusts, wanting to feel you as deeply as he could. Feeling the burning of hickeys around his neck from your kisses and bites and the building coiling heat of his climax getting closer, his hair sticking to his forehead from sweat and his legs shaking when he painted his chest white, letting you fill him up till you were both tired and you sleepily cleaned him up, dotting kisses all over his hips where your grasp had left little bruises.

the next morning a noise complaint was slipped under your doorway and his legs felt like jelly for hours.

[luci4theminorannoyance]

Hey Luci 👋

Can I ask for Alejandro Rudy and Valeria with extremely strong, Gn! Reader.

They saw reader picked up a car like it's nothing. How would their partner react?

a/n: hi!!! I am happy to write this. Oh also unrelated, to whichever lovely anon keeps requesting things, I promise I’ve seen it and it’s in my drafts

Alejandro:

-loves to dare you to pick up things to see how much you can pick up

-makes you carry him around after missions cuz it’s so comfy to be taken care of for once for him

-calls you whenever he has car issues so you can drag it back home

rudy:

-is SHOCKED. SHOKE. SCARED.

-asked you to put soldiers that have been rude under heavy things just so that they learn not to be jerks

-basically uses your scary dog privileges because he doesn’t have any of his own

valeria:

-needs something like a heavy cartel box lifted? She’s calling you. She doesn’t care if your working, she wants you to help :(

-loves having you just pick her up and hold her in the air

-loves loves loves cuddles with your strong arms wrapped around her

[denziezwhattfuck]

You found out 141 and Los Vaqueros was inlove with you, you decided to flirt with but things get a little too much..

Task Force 141 X M!Reader X Los Vaqueros

FEM ALIGNED DNI!

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When you found out everyone in the team was inlove with you, you knew you had to do a little bit of fun with that, you were bored one day looking at your phone, you thought If they all loved you you wanted to have some fun, you then went outside your room your phone on your desk, locking the door on your quarters, you walked through the halls, you saw Ghost shooting some dummies from the firing range, you then went beside him watching him shoot with a sniper on his hand, as he perfectly shot the dummies on the head you complimented him, "Nice shot, Simon!" He didnt notice you from beside him yet, he was quite surprised when you were there, you even called him by his real name It made kinda flustered, "Oh (Y/N) didnt know you were there?" He looked at you through his mask his gaze was soft, "Just wanted to watch you dear." You gave him a smile, looking above to see him starring at you, he was shocked from the name you gave him, he slightly blushed behind his mask, "Oh, alright." He said as he kept his eyes on you, you then went close to his face, though you couldnt see him behind his mask you knew you made him blush, you then smirked "How ya holding up?~" Quite a flirtatious tone you went slightly close to his face, your nose touched against his, you then pulled away from him, "Wonder how you look with me in bed, Sir?~" you then winked at him still having a smirk on your face, now that ultimately made him blush he thought of something else, "Gotta go darling~" you walked away from the range giving him a flying kiss before going out, he then thought It was a dream where he had been flirted by you, he couldnt believe It the thought was raining his brain alot, he continued doing shots on dummies but with a tint on his face, you chuckled as you went out looking for the next victim to flirt with, you saw Alejandro from the distance talking with rudy, nice a double kill your charms are about to blow these two up, you then walked towards them confidently, you fixed your hair as you did, they heard footsteps from beside them they looked over at you with a grin on your face, "Hi (Y/N) what brings you here?" Rudy asks looking at you questionably, "Oh just wanted to look for my boyfriends." You said looking at them with a wide grin on your face, they both got flustered from when you said that, "Boyfriends?" They both said in unison, you just chuckled infront of them, "Oh, right soon to be.." you said whispering from the back with a slight smirk on your face, they gave you a concerned look on their faces, you then looked back at them with a sly smile on your face, "Can I have both of you though." You laughed a little with a finger on your mouth, they again had a blush on their faces, "Gotta go now, see ya later lovelies~" you let out a sound on your lips waving them goodbye also giving them a wink, everything happened so quickly, they were questioning If everything that happened was real, they looked at you as you'd gotten away from their sights, they both looked at each other with eyes widened from what happened covering their mouths with a left out blush on their faces, Ghost then went to the hall just to see both Alejandro and Rudy talking about you, he then went up to them "What happened?" He asks, "I think (Y/N) tried to flirt with us." Rudy responded looking at Ghost with a dumbfounded expression, "Ahh he did the same to me earlier." Their eyes widened, "Oh, really?" In unison, they were really confused on why you flirted with them, "Do you think he knows?" Alejandro asks whispering through Rudy's ears, "I think so.." he responded, Ghost then raised an eyebrow looking down with a finger on his chin, "He's playing with us..." Ghost thought moving his finger out of his chin replacing It with a crossed arm..

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Part 2 will be coming soon!

(SO SORRY IF I CUT OUT SOME OF MY STORIES I PROMISE ILL UPDATE SOME PARTS SOON)

[spicyspiders]

My boy Rodolfo needs some love <33

Could you do Rudy x male reader where they're at a bar , probably getting drinks with Alejandro and They all get a little drunk. Rudy gets like really flirting with reader , I fully believe that man can say the most filthy shit he just needs a little liquid courage. Eventually it leads to reader and Rudy making out and yk go somewhere private to fuck

Idk if you do two characters x readers , if you do could you have Alejandro join Rudy and reader ? Like he feels left out and tbh horny when he sees them making out and asks to join

I love your writing , hope you're having a great day <33

In this, they're office workers and Alejandro is their boss. There isn't smut in this, but it's implied at the end.

“What?” You looked up from where you had just been staring at the table. You weren’t sure how long you had been looking, but when you looked up, Rodolfo had a big grin on his face. 

“More drinks?” Alejandro asked, or you guessed, just repeated. 

“No,” a slow smile spread across your face, “I think I’m good for now,” you had found a good point at which everything felt good. Well, not everything felt good, because when Alejandro stepped away from your table and headed to the bar, your smile fell.

“What?” Rudy asked, looking you up and down. 

“Why did you invite him?” You hissed. 

He held his hands up in defense, “he said he was buying. Besides,” he glanced over to the bar, “he’s a good guy.”

As much as you didn’t want to admit it, he wasn’t that bad. Especially as far as bosses go. Really, the night could have been way worse, had he been awkward while he watched the two of you drink while he slowly sipped on his. The alcohol, you had come to learn, only loosed Alejandro up and made him add more to the conversation. 

Throughout the night, he had even managed to pull a few laughs out of you. All of which made a smug smile stretch across Rudy’s lips. An expression that you tried your best to ignore. 

“Yeah, I guess,” you grumbled out. When yet another one of those smiles settled on his face, you pushed away from the table and stumbled off to the bathroom. You thought you could hear a shout that vaguely sounded like your name, but you ignored it, and kept walking. 

“Having fun?” Alejandro asked when you stepped up to the mirror after finishing up at the urinal. 

You stood there in confusion, looking back and forth from the door to where you just had stood. Maybe you had drank more than you thought. 

“Surprisingly, I am,” you said, switching on the water and then lathering up your hands. You physically cringed when you stuck your hands under the water. You weren’t sure if it was from how hot the water was, or because of how the words sounded when you heard them. 

Before you could apologize, Alejandro smiled and grabbed some paper towels to dry off his hands, “I get it, grabbing drinks with your boss can be awkward, especially when he invited himself out.” Again, he did something else to make you happy that he came, this time by grabbing some paper towels and handing them to you. 

He hadn’t been your boss for very long, and when he moved his way into that position, based on first impressions, you thought he was kind of an asshole. You quickly learned that he was more so a no-nonsense boss, which you had come to respect. 

“Wow, such a gentleman,” you smiled softly. 

He almost looked embarrassed by your words, but a small smile appeared on his lips. You could hear him say something under his breath, but the music from the bar was seeping into the bathroom and made it hard to hear. 

To further prove your words, he opened the bathroom door for you, “thanks again,” you said, sending another small smile his way. 

Alejandro walked close behind you as you both walked back to the table, and nearly bumped into you when you had to stop. His warm hand settled on the small of your back to steady you, “what a dick,” he said loud enough for you to hear. 

“Yeah,” you murmured, and watched on as another patron tripped his way up to the bar. 

When you got back to the table, Rudy was shaking his head, “you can’t even go to the bathroom on your own,” he said, because of course he had seen the whole thing. 

“I got lost at the office one time.” You said, sounding annoyed. 

“Seriously?” Alejandro asked. When you didn’t answer, a laugh burst from his chest.

Almost by reflex, your middle finger nearly went up at him, but you held back. You did, however, take that energy out on Rudy. You waited until the right moment when Alejandro finished his first beer and went to the bar for a second. 

“You’re lucky this alcohol has mellowed me out,” he said after you kicked his shin softly. 

“Or what?” You questioned. 

“I’d bend you over this table for assaulting me.”

You have him a bored look, “It was barely a tap, besides, what’s stopping you?”

“I wouldn’t want our boss to see how easy it is to make you hard.”

You hated the warm feeling that shot through you at his words, but you responded quickly, not wanting to let him catch on. “The alleyway beside the bar looked pretty empty when we came in,” you pointed in the direction of the door. 

You weren't dating per se, but ever since you started working at the office, you and Rudy had spent a lot of time outside of work... getting to know each other.

Ever since that first time after work, you would normally find yourself making out with Rudy almost every Friday night. And it was no different tonight.

You both sat at the table for a few moments, staring at each other like two drunk idiots with dumb smiles on your face. 

You couldn’t read his mind, but you definitely know you didn’t pay Alejandro any mind as you quickly exited the bar and made your way into the dark alleyway. After all, it was hard to focus on Alejandro when Rudy pushed your back into the wall and pressed his lips to yours in an aggressive kiss. 

Though the kiss was aggressive and stole your breath away, he made sure no harm came to your head. He used one of his hands to cup the back of your head, while the other was placed on your back so he could pull you closer. 

As his tongue made its way into your mouth, his hand went lower to pull your shirt out of your pants. When he did, you couldn’t help but end the kiss and let out a laugh. When you were using the bathroom earlier, you must have tucked your shirt back in, as if on instinct. 

Rudy let out one of his own and pressed his forehead to yours. You stayed close to each other, breathing in each other’s breaths. In being so wrapped up in one another, you failed to notice the steps coming down the alleyway. 

You jumped away from each other when a throat cleared near you, “hey,” Alejandro said awkwardly, “I’m going to head home.”

“Oh,” you said, his words sobering you up. You glanced over at Rudy, but he just stood there looking embarrassed. 

“Unless,” he paused, “you both wanted to come back to my place and continue this? Hopefully with me involved, not that it wasn’t hot watching the two of you kiss,” Alejandro said, looking between the two of you. 

Images flashed through your mind, ones that made a heat settle deep within your stomach. You probably looked a little silly, standing there nodding your head with your mouth slightly hung open, but by the smile Alejandro gave you, he didn’t mind. 

After you stopped nodding, you looked over at Rudy, waiting to see his answer. Instead of giving one of his own, he ran off down the alley, “I call shotgun!” He yelled behind him.   

[prismuffin]

you’re poly alerudy who are just madly in love with m!reader was so fucking cute omg 😭 idk if you’re taking requests but if you are can you maybe do smthn small like short scenario or drabble abt if m!reader died in the line of duty?

because i’m a self sabotaging whore and slut for trauma and angst 🧍🏽

The MW2 boys reacting to male!reader dying on the field

A/n: LMFAOOOO ong I’m totally doing this- also JFBSJRBJSBR im so glad ppl are loving that fic-!! There’s a little note for anon who req at the very end!!

Ft. Alejandro, Rodolfo, and Soap -- c/n means "code name"

warnings?: un-translated spanish, major character death (you💀), typical MW2 violence, guns, blood, violence, fighting, swearing, you know what’s up🫄

!-!more under the cut!-!

( just realized you requested smth small but i'm ngl these are a little longer than i realized when i was writing soooo)

Alejandro Vargas:

To put it bluntly, this mission was going terribly. All of his men were scattered to the winds, with comms being a jumbled mess of urgent orders from him, Rudy, and a couple of other team leaders but none of that mattered in this moment. He was reloading his gun after clearing his area and it was then that he realized there was one voice missing from the clutter, yours. You’d both split up across the same street with you taking down enemies closer to the north, stopping more enemies from coming while he held things down at the end of the street. But now that the fight was over it was strange that you hadn’t checked on him, not through comms, not in person, there has been no sign of you. He’d like to think that maybe after noticing that he was finished clearing the street that you’d just gone to help Rodolfo’s squad or any of the others but in his gut he could feel that something was wrong. You weren’t the type to just run off especially not on the field, you’d let him know if you planned on leaving him to help the others.

“Ale-“ it was soft, but he’d heard it. From the end of the street was your voice, weak, pleading for him to come closer. He peaked the corner, noticing you laying on the ground, face down while weakly attempting to crawl. His eyes widened as he dashed from behind the corner quickly going to your form. “Y/n!” He yelled, his voice echoing throughout the empty street. He collapsed by your side, hands shaking as he noticed the pool of blood forming underneath you. “Hey! Hey! Cariño? You’re gonna be alright ok?” You groaned as he flipped your body over, the gun in your hand sliding to your side as you struggled to breathe. A gasp fell from Alejandro’s mouth as he took in the sight of the many bullet holes the graced over your chest. His hands made quick work in applying pressure to the open wounds, attempting to keep in the already low amount of blood. “Ale…I don’t think I’m gonna make it.” You mumbled, but he was quick to shut that idea down. “No! No you’re gonna make it alright? You’re gonna be fine! Tienes que estar bien..!” Tears welled up in both of your eyes at the sound of his desperate voice. You watched as his shaky hands cling to the walkie-talkie by his shoulder, calling for someone to help him though you were too focused on his pleading eyes to pay attention to whatever response came through. You sighed shakily, placing a bloody hand on his cheek. “I’m sorry,,,Alejandro-“ you coughed, watching as he shook his head vigorously. “Ale-“ “No!” “I think I’m not-“ “No! You are! You are gonna make it! I need you to make it..” “I’m sorry I’m-“ you exhaled sharply, struggling to keep your hand rested on his cheek, which he noticed. He grabbed at it desperately, keeping it in place, leaning into it, anything to keep you with him for longer. “..Te amo...Alejandro.” One loud sob shook from his body as he felt your hand go completely limp, him holding it being the only thing keeping it in place. “No no no no no, Cariño..” he whined, no longer yelling as he practically whimpered, begging for you to come back to him. His choked back sobs becoming harder to dampen the longer you didn’t respond to him. Ripping your bloody badge from your tactical vest, he hesitantly let your hand go, gently placing it beside you.

“Tu muerte no será en vano mi amor.”

Rodolfo Parra:

Rodolfo smiled hearing your boisterous laughter cut through the air. You always got like this whenever you were on the turret. He loved watching you shred down the enemies with a smile on your face, throwing out cocky quips every now and then. This time however, he may have been watching you for a little too long which he noticed after getting shot in the shoulder. He cursed as he stumbled back, firing at the person who shot him before realizing that he was very much outnumbered. Still he fought back, shooting the person that shot him dead and taking cover as another barrage of bullets was aimed at him. He held his bleeding shoulder, grimacing at the pain he felt while applying pressure. He heard a yell and immediately recognized it as yours. Daring to peek around the corner, his eyes widened as he witnessed you now off of the turret, attempting to fight the massive amount of soldiers that had cornered him. Using both your LMG and knives you fought off multiple soldiers before they started to surround you. You almost looked angelic in battle like this, though his shock quickly turned into horror as he watched an enemy catch you from behind, hitting you with the butt of his gun. Rage filled every inch of Rodolfo as he watched them shoot you down.

Drawing his own gun, he took most by surprise as he practically pulverized all of them in a fit of blind rage. He ran to you, standing over your bloodied body, eyes wide as he dropped to his knees in front of you. "Y-Y/n.." he muttered, shaky hands hovering over your form, his gun being forgotten by his side. Tears clouded his vision but he didn't blink, his eyes never leaving your form. Still, the tears fell on their own, streaking down his face as the feeling of dread practically choked him. He struggled to breathe, hoping you'd just get up and laugh like you had earlier, that all of this was some sort of sick and twisted nightmare. He said your name again, a sob escaping with it as his hands finally rested on your lifeless form. "Mi Amor...lo siento, lo siento, lo siento, please, I'm sorry I didn't-" another sob cut him off. His voice cracked as he desperately grasped at your limp body, calling to you in a jumble of apologies and pleads. "I didn't protect- I'm sorry Y/n...Mi amor....lo siento- Por favor, vuelve a mi, por favor...lo siento, lo siento..." Alejandro found him hunched over your form, apologizing over and over again, begging for a forgiveness he shall never receive.

John “Soap” McTavish:

Task force 141 was split up with Price, Gaz, and Ghost being on one side and Soap and you on the other. The plan was to attack from both entrances and surround the target with you and Soap dealing with the exterior and the others being inside. Everything had gone well, the targets were dead by the hands of Ghost, confirmed by Price and Gaz who had cleared the interior of the building. Soap cheered after getting confirmation that it was a job well done, turning to you with a huge smile. You were bent over, though he thought it was the exhaustion that came with clearing the exterior of their infiltration zone. He ran up to you, hugging you with a laugh that turned into a gasp upon feeling you fall to the ground, him being dragged along with you. He giggled, assuming you'd done this on purpose, "Really C/n?" He turned to you, expecting to see you smirking at him or holding back a laugh but he didn't. There was no smile, no laugh, just ragged breathing that he could barely hear. "Woah! Hey C/n you alright there lad'?" He moved, propping himself up on his side, practically hovering over you. His eyes trailed over your body frantically before stopping at your side. You were bleeding a lot and he noticed you were weakly applying pressure to the wound yourself though it wouldn't help much at this point. He hoped it wasn't what he thought as he slowly looked back towards you, moving closer. Your eyes only met his when he was directly above you, blocking your view of the sky. "Soap..." You coughed right after speaking. Soap's eyes widened upon seeing the blood fill your mouth, spilling out of the sides as you coughed violently, your eyes leaving his.

"C/n...?" "We won right?" "C/n." "We won? God Soap just tell me that we won.." "Y/n!" You looked at him again now noticing the tears that had filled his eyes. "John.." "..We won, Y/n." He frowned, not wanting to accept the truth. "Don't frown...please don't- I don't want you to be sad.." You choked a bit near the end of your sentence as you reached your hand up to his face. "Smile for me Soap...you gotta smile for me please." Tears welled up in your eyes and he wiped his own away, a shaky smile gracing his lips as he tried not to sob. "You're so pretty..." A tear escaped from his eye, usually a compliment from you would make him beam but right now it just felt taunting. "I love you John." "I love you too-" Your hand fell from his face, laying limp at your side. His smile immediately dropped as he started sobbing, barely being able to hold himself up anymore. "Johnny!" He heard Ghost yell as he ran up to him, Price and Gaz following quickly. Upon seeing your form on the ground they all picked up their pace. Ghost kneeled beside his friend, rubbing his back in what he hoped would be a comforting way as he solemnly watched Soap's body violently shake with each sob that left his mouth. Everyone went through a loss that day, and despite the successful mission none were left satisfied with the outcome.

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[thegnomelord]

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

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

Prompt: Finding their OnlyFans account

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

The asses match.

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

The same birthmark Alejandro has.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[lieutnt]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[captianprices40thson]

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

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

Word count: 2.3k

Requested: Yes

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Ye-”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Why do you make everything about sex?”

“Why do you not?”

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

________

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[dreamingbo11]

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

Soap: Why is your base so far?

M!Y/n: Dont know.

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

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

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

*Two hours later*

Alejandro: She did not do that!

Rudy: Callatè! I'm listening.

Ghost: *Quiet but completely invested in the drama*

Soap: Veronica did that?? How??

M!Y/n: *Continues gossiping*

[luci4theminorannoyance]

Hello Luci.

Can I request for Alejandro Rudy and Valeria?

Teaching gn! Reader how to cook Mexican food?

a/n: sure!! I’m trying to get at least ten requests done since I’m sick today so I’m at home :)

Valeria:

-she’s SO MEAN ABOUT IT. Hell’s Kitchen kind of cursing going on when you don’t know how to fry or season things the ‘correct’ way

-that does make you a fast learner though, so once you finally got it right she kissed your face all over to make up for it

-brags about it to all of her soldiers and brings some of your attempts at Mexican food. You best believe her soldiers complimented it or they would be found dead the next morning.

alejandro:

-got a kick out of it whenever you failed but ate it anyway, giving you the most vague tips possible

-just kind of hovered over your shoulder until you did something wrong and smirking when you finally got it partially right

-would and plans to tell you every little thing you did right, and then just let you keep guessing the rest because it’s now a good chuck of his entertainment while home

Rudy:

-most patient man in existence.

-showed you how step by step then let you try as he pointed out little things to help, kissing you on the cheek whenever you struggled

-you two ended up spending hours together with him teaching you recipes and his smile being all the worth it when you finally got it decent enough

-would rarely tell you if you got it wrong if he could tell you got frustrated with it

-same as Valeria, he brought some of your cooking to base every now and then and wherever he DID share, he expected compliments about your cooking.

[denziezwhattfuck]

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

-

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

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

-

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

[gatorbites-imagines]

Can I request for how Alejandro and Rudy would act in a poly relationship with male reader when reader is sick/hurt? I'd love to see some doting latinos 🥺

Alejandro Vargas x Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra x male reader

Headcanons

Surprise surprise classes are still exhausting, but I try to keep going.

Why decide between sick or hurt, when you could be both, for extra doting.

You weren’t the type to get sick often, you were even less likely to get hurt during missions, so it must have been some kind of divine intervention that ended up with you being both.

It had started out as a bit of a sniffle and feeling a bit more under the weather than usual, but it wasn’t anything you saw as in need of attention. Then you, Alejandro and Rudy had been called off on a mission, where whatever bug you had decided to wreak havoc.

Before you knew it, you were hurt enough to need to be dragged back to the vehicle, and Alejandro had to keep you awake as Rudy floored it back to whatever safehouse you guys were staying in.

You couldn’t really remember much between that time and waking up back on base in medical, wounds stitched up and wrapped in bandages, still feeling like a sick dog even with your system full of whatever antibiotics the medics poured in you.

Both your lovers were worried, how could they not. It also results in you getting an, albeit loving, scolding, for not sharing the fact that you were sick. Neither of them will accept you saying it wasn’t that bad before the mission.

They also try to stay be your side, even if they have to take shifts, until you are ready to leave medical. You can only lay there with your arms crossed, as Alejandro discusses with the medical staff on how to take care of you best, with Rudy rubbing at your ankles to help you relax.

When you are good to go, you quickly find yourself whisked away to your guy’s shared room. Normally they’d have liked to go on leave, but since its just you that got hurt and its not fatal, and they are both such high ranks, that just isn’t possible.

So, staying in your guys’ shared room is the next best thing. Neither of them accepts your grumbling as you get shoved into bed and wrapped in way too many blankets, both of them mumbling about you not taking care of yourself.

It’s not that you don’t love them, you do, so much. They can just be a little… much at times, when you get hurt. Like I said before, one of them always like to be with you, in case you suddenly get too sick to breathe, or something, you aren’t sure.

The massages Rudy likes to give aren’t too bad though, your muscles haven’t felt that relaxed in a while. It also feels greater than normal since your sick, and your entire body just seems to be rebelling.

Alejandro always brings something for you to drink or eat, even if he’s just checking in for a minute or two. He also pulls out all the remedies he grew up with that always work for him and Rudy. Some of them can be different from what you are used too, but since it makes him happy you go along with it.

When you comment about you getting them sick by them always sticking so close, Alejandro snorts and claims he doesn’t get sick, whilst Rudy just laughs a little and says it’s not gonna happen.

How are they so sure? You have no idea, but they’re so sure of themselves you can’t not believe them.

The being sick part is where they are the most casual, apart from making sure you take all your medicine and don’t put too much strain on yourself. Its when it comes to your stitches and whatever other wounds you got that they focus very hard.

Alejandro is always expertly changing bandages and checking for infections, carefully touching around the wounded area to make sure it isn’t hot or red. You almost smacked him the first time he touched the area, still feeling way too sore for all his worrying.

Rudy will make sure you don’t do things that would hinder the healing process of the wounds, even if it means he has to grab your things for you and carry them around, your lover looking a little too pleased with himself when you half-heartedly complain about it.

When its healed enough to scar and you can move more, they’d both be doting in helping you build up your stamina again, going through the basics with you to get you up to the level you were before.

And if they use less… by the book methods to get your stamina up, then it’s personal between you three. It does get a little on your nerves at times, since they both seem too aware of pushing you too far, in case it causes you pain.

You love them with all your heart, and you always end up being just as much of a worry wart, but it can be a lot at times. Especially since you guys have the job you have, where you three always get hurt.

You have of course learned to live with their doting a long time ago. That’s not gonna stop you from grumbling about it, never meaning anything by it, its just your dynamic.

All their extra kissing and lingering touches helps make it less boring and stifling too, not that you would admit it.

Both Alejandro and Rudy knew this though, that’s why they always make sure their kisses linger a little longer, since it helps keep you wrapped in blankets and relaxing for longer.

[headcanonenthusiast]

Rodolfo Parra NSFW headcanons

This was made with gender-neutral readers in mind.

I kinda struggled with writing this ngl..as much of a Rudy girl as I am, I don't know why it took forever for me to come up with headcanons for him. But I was determined to finish these because Rudy needs more content out there. 

Enjoy!

(I completely understand that this type of content is not everyone's cup of tea, and that's ok! But, please scroll and ignore if this type of content isn't your thing as opposed to leaving any sort of negative comments.)

NSFW under the cut. 

-Being with Rudy, even in a non-sexual sense, is basically like being a God/Goddess with a loyal follower at your side, ready to obey and worship your every wish and whim.

-But in the bedroom? He cranks that worshipping up to 500. 

-Will get on his knees before you, hands gently grasping your hips as he kisses down your stomach, whispering the softest praises in Spanish. 

-"Oh, Dios mío, amor. This body..tan jodidamente increíble." 

-And on his knees he will stay until you're satisfied, either carefully jerking/fingering you as he admires your face and the reactions you make. 

-"There we go, moan for me, mi vida. Feels good, doesn't it?" 

-3 inches soft, 5 inches hard. (Normalize realistic dick sizes in headcanons please 🙏) 

-Whether he's dominant or submissive depends entirely on his partner. 

-If you prefer to be on top, he's happy to let you take full control of him. 

-But if you prefer to be on the bottom? He's more than willing to dominate you, albeit very gently. 

-Your body is like glass to him. An absolutely precious temple made from the finest sand that he has the pleasure of worshipping. 

-And to show his appreciation of your existence, he kisses you everywhere. Literally not a single spot on you goes untouched by his lips. 

-His greatest pleasure is when he's balls deep in you, slowly but deeply thrusting and seeing how you react to him. 

-Makes him feel confident, honestly, seeing the way he's able to make you completely melt and turn your mind to mush despite how gentle he's being. 

-"Shit..estás haciendo mucho ruido. I'm hitting all the right spots, aren't I, querido/a?" 

-Also, Rudy with a voice kink? Rudy with a voice kink. 

-A big fan of morning sex. He goes even gentler than he normally is, enjoying the sight of your messy hair. 

-And the fact that you're still half-asleep makes your moans more hushed and whimpery, which nearly makes him cum on the spot. 

-I feel like he enjoys the sounds you make. He needs a more vocal partner. 

-As such, he prefers intercourse in a private space, preferably at home, on the bed or couch. 

-Really isn't that kinky, but if there's one thing he loves, it's making you talk. 

-"Vamos, cariño. Tell me how good it feels." 

-Then, when you're in the middle of answering, he'll give a sudden harsher (but not too harsh, you're as fragile as glass to him, afterall) snap of his hips and smile innocently at your glare. 

-"Oh, I'm sorry, did I interrupt you?" 

-If you already speak Spanish, most of what he says will be said in Spanish. 

-But, if you don't, he basically becomes a living Duolingo and tries to teach you Spanish while fucking you. (Love a man who can multitask 💅)

-"¿Quieres correrte? Dime lo bien que se siente, entonces. En español. Vamos, amor." 

-And if you get something wrong or can barely respond, he'll frown in disappointment. 

-"No puedes correrte hasta que hagas lo que te pido, cariño." 

-But then when you do cum, he honestly doesn't punish you at all. That's not really his style. 

-Well, maybe a little overstim, but on very rare occasions and not for very long, either. 

-He'll also ask for your permission to cum in you, even if he's on top. 

-Its more of a consent check than anything, though. (Which is very important btw) 

-"Fuck, I'm so close. Can I cum inside, amor? Is that okay?" 

-And if you give your consent, he's cumming deep in your ass/pussy. 

-His main form of aftercare is cuddling and talking. Talking about what you liked, what you didn't like, etc. He just wants to hear your voice. 

-"Yeah? You liked me talking in Spanish? Suppose I'll have to do it more often, then. Necesito mantener a mi mujer bonita/hombre bonito feliz." 

-And I hope you like cuddling, because y'all are gonna be cuddling for the rest of the night, Rudy's voice going soft as he whispers praises in your ear and kisses the back of your neck and shoulders. 

Lord, do I love me some Rodolfo Parra 😫. He's so FINE and criminally under appreciated. Feels so nice to finally write about him, too. I had a lot more ideas for this one than I thought I would starting out. 

And here's the Spanish translations for stuff (forgive me if anything is inaccurate, the only Spanish word I can say correctly and with confidence is gato 🥲).

Querido/a = dear

amor = love

cariño = sweetheart/honey

Dios mío = my God

Vamos = come on 

Estás haciendo mucho ruido = you are making a lot of noise

Tan jodidamente increíble = so fucking incredible 

¿Quieres correrte? Dime lo bien que se siente, entonces. En español. Vamos, amor. = Do you want to cum? Tell me how good it feels, then. In Spanish. Come on, love. 

No puedes correrte hasta que hagas lo que te pido, cariño. = You can't cum until you do what I ask you to do, sweetheart.

Necesito mantener a mi mujer bonita/hombre bonito feliz = I need to keep my pretty woman/pretty man happy.

Hell yeah, another one down! Imma make another poll on who to do next. Hope you enjoyed! 

[keeganbrainmush]

oh em gee, a rudy enthusiast I see, how about rudy with a s/o who always wears a mask like ghost, but he decides to open up a bit and show him his face. So when he does he gets no responce from rudy and starts getting all nervous but it's because he's too busy admiring rudys face like :] , I feel like he'd have a really silly smile

Rudolfo " Rudy " Parra with his Balaclava wearing Lover.

✪ Since Ghost wears a balaclava and I had no idea whether you preferred an actual balaclava or surgical mask I settled with balaclava, hope thats okay:) ✪ Headcanons+Drabble ; Fluff ✪Rudy is so babyboy i love him ✪I'm here to flex my trilinguality on ALL of you.

navigation.

He was never pushy on seeing your face.

Brought it up once and after you explained your reason for it didn't talk about it again unless you wanted to speak of it.

Only teases you of it when he gets alittle tipsy after going drinking with Alejandro.

" C'mon, ¿Escondes tu belleza de todos aquí para que no tengamos infarto? "

Apologizes for it in the morning, saying how he should have the mindset of a sober man when it came to you always.

After you were comfortable enough to take off the balaclava, he really understood why you hid your face.

Your smile could kill a man if you wanted too.

Rodolfo switched the channel on the TV, looking extremely bored as he didn't find anything interesting. He threw his head back and stretched, an exhausted yawn leaving his mouth. " Rudy. " A familiar voice filled his ears, instantly calling his attention, moving his head up to look back at the television while listening to you. " Hey, Mi Cielo. What you wanna watch tonight? No encuentro nada. " He mumbled. " Y'know how you were askin' about my face at the bar last night? " You asked, holding your balaclava in your hands as you waited for him to turn to you to give him a hopefully nice surprise. Rudy cringed as he fuzzily recalled the incident, rubbing the back of his head nervously. " I know, Mi cielo. I'm sorry. Alejandro and I were having drinking games and I didn't realize- " He cut himself off as he turned to look at you, seeing your bare face. The only thing which slightly concealed anything was the eyeblack ( which Ghost had stared at for a solid second when he arrived at Las Almas ) smeared over your eyelids and undereyes. His eyes were slightly widened, mouth gaped as his eyes passed over your facial features. Studying the ridge of your noses to the way your lips curves. You stood there for what felt like an eternity even if it was afew seconds. " Mierda. " Rodolfo breathed out, his lips stretching into a lovesick grin. " Sos tan.. " He looked for words. You fiddled with your balaclava between your fingers nervously. " ..Gorgeous. " He finished his sentence, letting out breathy chuckles as he ran his fingers through his hair. You let out a small sigh of relief. " This what you expected, then? " You joked, making your way towards Rudy, throwing your no-longer needed veil onto the table to your side as you walked to the back of the couch where he was laying. " Even in my dreams I could not have imaged how amazing you look. " He mumbled, his pupils dilated as he put hands on your hips and laid his head onto your belly once you were close enough. " You're the most beautiful person I know. " He confessed quietly as you wrapped your arms around him.

[issdisgrace]

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

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

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

WARNINGS: None

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

ALEJANDRO

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

SOAP

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

PRICE

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

KEEGAN

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

RUDY

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

GHOST

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