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[cerise-on-top]

HELOOOOOOO IM BACKKK

can we get some Valeria Garza headcanons? :p

LOVE UR WORK AS ALWAYS DRINK WATER BYEBYEEE

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Hello! Welcome back :> I wasn't sure if you wanted general HCs or romantic ones, so I did both! I hope they're enjoyable! In regards to these HCs, there's one mention of drugs, but the HCs are about Valeria, so that's to be expected!

Also, to anyone reading this: Merry Christmas and/or happy holidays! I'm saying this today because in my country we celebrate Christmas today and not on the 25th! I'm wishing you all a few lovely days ahead :-)

General:

Playing games of any kind with her is actually infuriating and almost unfair. You’d think games like Monopoly would be fair since it’s based on luck for the most part, but no. I can assure you Valeria could set a world record on beating someone at Monopoly. But it’s not just that game either. You wanna poker with her? Tycoon? Sixty-Six? Granted, they require some skill as well, but she uses her nogging on a daily basis, so it’s not like she doesn’t know what she’s doing. And even if you only explained the rules to her once, she’ll beat you soon enough. Might also be prone to cheating, but you’ll only ever accuse her of doing so whenever she actually wasn’t. It’s not illegal or forbidden if no one ever finds out. The stakes can be pretty high, she’s not afraid to play for money either. But I advise you to maybe play over gummy bears or lollipops or something. She won’t be happy, she will complain, but it beats losing all your money to a businesswoman of her caliber.

When she was a kid she actually didn’t mind Christmas all that much, she quite liked it. It was colorful, it was bright, it was nice. Her parents may not have been the richest people, but she usually got what she wanted for Christmas as well, so it wasn’t a particularly sad time for her back then. Even now her cartel is doing well during that time since people like to fill the gaping holes within their hearts with drugs so they won’t have to think about being alone and freezing during such a festive time. She doesn’t get jolly like she used to, she won’t even wear a Christmas hat, but she can appreciate Christmas, if just for her earning a bit more money than she normally would. You can even give her gifts during this time. Depending on who they’re from and what it is, she might just throw them away, but if it’s something nice from someone she’s close with then she might just keep it for a little while longer. Although Valeria would never admit it, she does like cookies quite a lot. She can’t bake particularly well, not that she has the time for that either, but that won’t stop her from eating a few whenever she receives some from a trustworthy source. There is an elderly lady in Las Almas who she likes to buy them from occasionally. That lady is a real sweetheart, so Valeria is sure the cookies aren’t poisoned.

No one ever gets to enjoy it anymore these days, but Valeria can cook pretty well. She learned how to very early on so she could relieve her mother a bit from her burdens, but it stuck with her. She has a real knack for how much spice you put in which dish. Yes, she’s a bit rusty since she hasn’t cooked for herself in quite a while, but if you’re her s/o and you’re sick, you might just receive some birria or carne guisada. It’ll be unlike anything you’ve ever tasted. Her food is a bit spicy, so if you’re not used to spicy food it can and will leave you teary eyed, but it’s really good. Naturally, her specialties include, for the most part, Mexican dishes only. But, in theory, you could give her any recipe and it would turn out just fine. Except for anything sweet. Sweets she cannot do at all, they’ll always turn out terrible. It used to get to her when she was young, but these days she couldn’t care less. She isn’t anyone’s housewife, so why should she care? Back in the day when she still had time for dating someone properly, a telltale sign she was mad at you would be her cooking for you, but making it unbearably spicy. Valeria could always eat it, she can eat any spicy pepper as a snack just like that and not be bothered at all.

Romantic:

It doesn’t matter who you are, Valeria will always be the dominant person among the two of you. Her personality alone won’t allow for much else, but there are also other circumstances as well. Besides, she’s been in the military and she can tell you from experience that the people there don’t think too highly of women. Ergo she wants to prove herself to be above those morons, especially Alejandro. While she might not be affectionate at all in public, it’s the small things in private that really show you who’s in control. Beckoning you closer with her finger, telling you how much of a good thing you are for her, moving you a bit so she can get to something she needs. Granted, it’s nothing big, she won’t put a collar on you, but she will do what she can to make you feel smaller than you actually are. It doesn’t matter if you’re 1,50m or 2m tall, whether you’re looking up at her or down on her, you will treat her with utmost respect. While she might seem degrading or mocking very often, she does take your feelings into account as well. If her being mean to you genuinely hurts you then she will do what she can to tone it down a bit. She won’t stop entirely, but she’ll better herself. You’re welcome to sass her back a bit, though. If it’s just some light joking around she won’t mind. Sass her back too hard and you will be put into place, though.

Going off of one of the previous points I made: Once Valeria loves you, she is completely and entirely committed to you. It doesn’t matter what you want, you’ll get it within days. You want someone’s head? Absolutely, no questions asked. Even something smaller, such as some clothing, jewelry, a video game console, a plushie. You name it, you’ll get it. You’re her everything in this rotten world, of course she’ll do what she can to keep you happy. And if one of those goons from the army ever tries to hurt you, then even the ninth layer of hell will seem like the greatest mercy the heavens and hell could muster. She’s fiercely protective over you. While she won’t kidnap you, she wants to keep you happy, after all, she will try to convince you to live with her. Somewhere in a place no one knows about, where it’s only you and her without a worry for those two pests, Alejandro and Rodolfo. If you ever were to meet those two then I can assure you, you’ll never see Valeria this angry again. She loathes those two men with her entire being. Not that she has a very high opinion of men to begin with. If one ever decides to lay his grubby, disgusting hands on you, regardless of whether it’s some guy from the streets or the president of the United States, he can say goodbye to his head.

As I said before, she’s a really good cook. In fact, she’s good at just about anything you can think of. Well, almost. Either way, she’d love it if you could cook well. In fact, having someone who’s willing to be a housespouse is a dream come true. She won’t always be able to come home to you immediately, but if she finds you having cooked her a delicious, hearty meal, she’ll be on cloud nine. But even if your food isn’t anything noteworthy she’ll still eat it because it’s from you. She may be a cruel woman at times, but Valeria does care about you and tries not to hurt your feelings too much. At best, not at all. If she comes home to your shared home being well taken care of by you, with you having cleaned all the rooms as well as all the clothes that needed washing, you’ll have earned something nice from her. If you aren’t able to do so, no worries, she can always just hire some personnel to take care of it. But if it was you, then just name what you want from her. You want some cuddles or a kiss? Naturally. Some tres leches or churros? She won’t make them herself, but you can bet she’ll get you some regardless. If she’s especially tired some sweet words might be exchanged as well, but don’t expect her to be like that every time. Sometimes she does want to be a bit sweeter than usual, tell you how grateful she is to have you, but she’s afraid you might think of her a bit less than before, even if it wouldn’t happen. So, while she may not be someone who enjoys giving words of affirmation unless she needs to, you can count on her showing you affection through gift giving and quality time.

[isabella-kr]

Hi~ hope you are alright!

Could you do a female!reader that cooks as a hobby and is always leaving little gifts for the boys? Maybe she discovers that Ghost likes strawberry cakes and she leaves a bento strawberry cake for him? (could you do platonic and for all the 141?)

Thank you!!! I hope I'm not annoying lol

What an adorable request 😭 you’re not annoying, dw!! I love when people send me asks <33

Sweet like Sugar

Synopsis: Everyone deserves a sweet treat every once in a while, and with her incredible baking skills, she would assure they would have theirs

Pairing: Taskforce 141, Los Vaqueros, Valeria, Gromsko & König x Platonic!Female!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Mention of low blood sugars, being mentally and physically drained

General Masterlist | COD:MWII Masterlist

Intro

Having baking as a hobby often proved difficult on base, so whenever she got the chance to put her skills to use, she made sure she gave it her all

She would make all sorts of sweet treats - from cakes and pies, to cupcakes and cookies.

Baking for one wasn’t as fun, however, and so she always made sure to make something yummy for some of her favourite people

Even if they hadn’t requested anything, she always kept them in mind

John Price

He was finishing paperwork when she knocked on his door

With a stern ‘come in,’ he placed the pen down on the desk, sending her a small smile when she tiptoes towards him

In her hands, she held a see-through container with a row of blueberry muffins already waiting for him

“What’s this?”

“This is for you!” She grinned, “Thought you might use some sugar. Give you some energy whilst you’re busy with work.”

He hummed, taking the container from her hands and swiftly pulling one of the muffins

The sweet smell immediately enveloped him like a warm blanket, making him smile as he took his first bite

“This is delicious,” he complemented, not wasting any taking another bite, “thank you.”

She grinned from ear to ear, happiness practically radiating off of her as she took a step back

“If you’d like some more, let me know!” She cheered, pulling the door closed as she left him to enjoy the sweet treat

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley

She’s seen him eyeing them before, when they passed a bakery on a covert mission

Strawberry cakes. One wouldn’t expect the infamous ghost to have a weakness for the red fruit, but it was a welcome surprise

Upon their return, one of the first things she’s done - after all the paperwork, of course - was head to the kitchen and bake them for him

He deserved them, really. He deserved to have a little break; to sweeten up his pain-filled life

She only hoped they were to his liking

Knocking on the door to his room, she patiently waited for him to open up

She already had the bento held out once the door was opened, and although his face was hidden by his mask, his eyes were expressive enough for her to see what he was thinking

Confusion

“I saw you ogling them back out there,” she began, “So I made you some!”

She held out the door closer towards him, and watched as he hesitantly took it from her

“I hope you like them…”

He stared at the treats for a few seconds, his eyes visibly softening at the sweet gesture

“Thank you,” he said after a short while, to which she replied with a simple smile

John ‘Soap’ MacTavish

Soap was always busy. always moving. Whether it was at the gym, a sparring session, or preparing for an upcoming mission

He was always on the move. And knowing him, he did not take the time to take much care of his body’s needs

His blood sugars were low, she was quick to notice after he once again secretly complained about his dizziness, uncontrollable sweating and shaky hands

She could only shake head head and tell him, for what felt like a millionth time, he needed to take better care of himself

She doubted he’d listen, but she also knew he wouldn’t refuse a sweet treat if it was given to him

So, she decided to put her baking skills to good use

Baking him a stack of delicious cookies, she placed them in a sealed container and trotted towards his room late in the evening

He was quick to open a door, a sweet smile gracing his lips once she came into view

“There are for you,” she held the box out for him to take

He looked confused at first, taking the box with careful hands and taking a peek inside. But once he realised what goodness laid beneath the lid, he practically beamed in delight

He wasted no time taking one out and taking a great bite out of it

“Mmm!” He hummed, licking his lips as the chocolate melted on his mouth, “They’re incredible!”

She grinned in return, fully enjoying his reaction

“If you’ll want more, just let me know!”

“Believe me, I will,” he chuckled, only growing quiet to take another bite

Kyle ‘Gaz’ Garrick

Gaz often complained about the lack of variety of desserts at lunch

So one day, she decided it was time she made him some

She wasn’t sure whether she just wanted to do something nice for a friend, or maybe she just wanted him to stop complaining for once

Whatever it was, it led her to spending an hour or two in the kitchen

When lunch rolled around, she had the sweets neatly packed in a box, which she set beside him after they settled on a table

“What’s this?” He asked curiously

She only smiled, “open it.”

The smile that pulled at his lips once he saw the muffins were a sight for sore eyes

He was eager to take one out right then and there, but what stopped when you slapped his hand away

“Lunch first.”

He rolled his eyes, but complied nonetheless, practically shoving the food in his mouth so he could finally taste the sweet goodness

And when he did, it was as though he was on cloud nine

Hums of delight rolled out his throat, and it was safe to say he did not complain that day, or the day after

Alejandro Vargas

Alejandro was a busy man

He was also a tired man, barely catching the sleep he so desperately needed

She knew she couldn’t force him to sleep, but she could help him in another way

She could sweeten his life just a little bit

It was after a hectic mission that she took her residence in the kitchen and began baking up a storm

The smell was heavenly, but before she managed to eat all the cake by herself, she packed a few slices up for the colonel and made her way to his office

A tired ‘come in,’ sounded from the inside of the room

She opened the door slowly and carefully before making her way in, and setting the box on his desk

He looked at it confused at first, but then after she gestured at it, he pulled it towards him and took a look inside

“Ah,” a smile took over his features, “You didn’t have to.”

“I wanted to,” she replied

After sealing the box, he put it to the side to enjoy later, “Thank you.”

She nodded, “If you’d like some more, there’s some in the kitchen.”

Rodolfo ‘Rudy’ Parra

Rudy was a sweet man

He usually wore a smile on his face, and always treated those around him with respect

But despite this, it was easy to see when the missions were getting the better of him

When it was becoming too much

When he was tired, both physically and mentally

After seeing him force a smile, she decided it was time someone did something nice for him

She made her way to the kitchen in record speed and, after gathering all the needed ingredients, she created her work of art

It wasn’t much. It was a simple batch of cookies that anyone could make, really

But it was the thought that counts

She made sure they were sealed properly before she made her way towards his room

He opened the door tiredly, and the smile once again had to be forced onto his face

“Here,” she handed the box over to him

He took it with a confused look, his eyes closing when the smell invaded his space

A small, yet real, smile pulled at the corners of his lips. It was a pleasant sight, and it caused her own lips to curl upwards

“Thank you,” he told her appreciatively

“I hope you enjoy them…”

“I will.”

Valeria Garza

Valeria barely ever had time for personal pleasures

The cartel kept her busy, and often put her in ridiculously dangerous situations

She barely allowed herself rest, and so, over time, the simple pleasures of life were neglected by her; forgotten

She had seen how hard she worked every single day. From early mornings to late in the night

It was a sad sight

So, she took it upon herself to brighten her day just a little bit

The muffins were soft and sweet, but not too sweet to the point your teeth would hurt after a few bites

With the carefully sealed in a container, she made her way to where she knew Valeria always went when she needed to clear her head

“Hope I’m not disturbing,” she muttered, catching her attention

She turned to you, her brows furrowing at the disturbance, but she said nothing

“I made these for you,” she simply said, handing her the sweet treats

She was hesitant to take them, her eyes analysing her as if trying to work out whether she had any ulterior motives

“You’ve just looked overworked,” she tried to explain herself, “I thought you might use something sweet to… but if you don’t want them-“

“No,” she held the box closer towards her when she reached to take it back, “Thank you.”

“Of course!” She grinned happily, smiling when she heard the container open once she was out of the drug lord’s view

Gromsko

Gromsko was a nostalgic man, and often spoke fondly of his grandmother

He told her about the many many memories he’s had of her, and oftentimes mentioned her delicious jabłecznik (it’s a Polish cake w/ apples in it & it’s absolutely delicious)

He mentioned it one too many times, because she soon got the idea to surprise him with the delicious goodness

She couldn’t be certain it would taste like his grandmother’s. In fact, she was sure it most likely didn’t, but she was eager to bring that taste of childhood back into his life

So, one day, she made him the sweet cake, and packed it neatly in a big container

He was easy to find, taking some time to relax on a bench outside one of the barracks to take in the fresh air

She sat beside him, and handed over the box with a genuine smile

“It probably doesn’t taste the same, but I hope you like it nonetheless,”

He was bewildered, and had to take a few moments to return back to reality

The smell alone was enough to send him back in time, and when a smile made its way onto his lips, she couldn’t help but mirror his expression

“Thank you,” he told her, staring fondly at the container in his hands, “thank you so much.”

König

This man has a sweet-tooth

He loved all that was sweet, often having little treats hidden away in his pockets in case he got hungry throughout the day

But there was one problem

When given a choice between two, or multiple treats, he never knew what to pick

He made it seem as though it was the most difficult decision he was ever presented with. It was hilarious, really, but it could also become frustrating for the others

So, one day, she decided to choose for him

She woke up earlier that day, and made him some sweet cupcakes she was sure he would appreciate

And when lunch came around, instead of having him stare indecisively at the row of desserts, she dragged him to a table and before he could complain, handed him the container

The excitement in his eyes was visible from miles away; certain sparkle appeared in them, causing her to let out an amused laugh

“Thank you!” He told her, his tone cheery yet serious at the same time

“No worries,” she told him, “I hope you’ll like them.”

“Oh, I definitely will!”

[narislvr]

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Ahhh, Thank you so much for requesting and of course! ♡ Valeria would definitely be the type to tease reader saying stuff along the lines of "told you they were, demonios," but would offer her support and comfort regardless because she simply loves you that much. This may be a tad bit rushed but I hope you enjoy! <3

── p.s : I accidentally deleted the original post I was gonna use to respond to the ask thus why it's posted like this-

req by: @cerise-on-top

Your hair was damp against Valeria’s stomach as she gently combed through it with her calloused fingers. Her touch was slow and tender, leaving on your scalp a lulling sensation as you continued your rant about your day's events.

“It was ten minutes, Vale! Ten!”

You look up momentarily from where your head was resting on her lap only to find her already looking down at you with a mocking, yet loving, grin on her lips. “That’s why you don’t leave children unattended, Linda. You of all people should know that,” She taunts, poking the tip of your nose with her free hand in amusement as your eyes narrowed at her actions. Of course, she knew you weren’t at fault, but she couldnt help the lighthearted laughter that rumbled through her as you swatted her finger from your face.

"I didn't leave them unattended, I simply let them play in their centers while I finished the screening tests for the last three kids.. I didn't think that they'd be able to drop the whole paint bottle tray on the floor the one second I'm not looking up!" You groan, hands coming up to rub at your temples as you recalled the memory.

-

With holiday break only being a week away, first semester screening tests were being done to make sure that the kids were learning the things necessary before the end of the year, and so far nothing had gone wrong. Usually while you performed these mini tests, you had your TA keep an eye on the kids in the room whilst you sat with your small group in one of the corner tables, but she was out sick and you still needed to get this last group done so you were responsible for keeping track of everything at once.

You definitely had this under control.

The kids were usually relatively calm and would tend to stay in their play area's while you were busy unless they needed help with anything but that was normal. And yeah, they could be a bit loud, but it was never anything so bad that you would have to turn your attention away from your task.

You definitely this under control. you had forgotten that they had had a sweet treat for snack time only a few moments prior.

Everything was going well, perfect even, until you heard the loud sound of heavy plastic hitting the floor and the yelps and giggles from the children in the corner of the room.

-

"Of course the first thing I did was make sure everyone was okay, but Vale, the paint was everywhere! Juan had paint all over his pants and shoes and thought I was mad so he ran away and left paint all over the rest of the floor. I told the kids to just leave it while I tried to make sure Juan knew I wasn't mad, but they decided they'd try and help clean it up and really only got more paint on themselves," You sighed, carefully switching your position from resting on her lap to laying against her side, head resting against her chest as she gently wrapped her arm around your waist.

There was a light grimace on her face as she thought about your story. She already wasn't fond of kids, thinking of them as nothing more than literal demons, inconveniences, leaving chaos with everything they touched, so the thought of running behind children covered in paint only served as further deterance from ever wanting kids. "No entiendo cómo le haces, I would've been fired the moment I heard the thing fall down. Probably way before then" She mumbles, earning a small laugh from you as you look up at her and send her a playful disaproving look. She only shakes her head, a hint of a grin on her lips as she raises a brow and meets your gaze, "Que te ries, eh? We both know I would've gone off on all of them. Apenas si tengo la paciencia to deal with grown ass men, imagine me with a group of 18 chamacos. You're doing God's work, Linda."

She presses a kiss against your temple, her fingers gently tapping a lazy rhythm against your stomach as you close your eyes and smile to yourself. You knew Valeria probably had a stressful day herself, it being noticeable due to the heavy bags beneath her eyes and the way she seemed want nothing less but to close her eyes and slip into some much needed slumber, but she still made time to listen to you. Your days were nothing compared to hers, and even if she wasn't the most outwardly affectionate with words, she still never failed to let you know she cared. That you were loved, heard.

"Maybe I should bring you with me to work next time my partner doesn't come in. Would definitely make my day easier" You murmur against her chest, a cheeky tone in your tired voice as you burry yourself closer to her. You hear her scoff and you chuckle once more, not having to raise your head to know there was a look of horror on her face at your suggestion.

"Ya mejor vete a dórmir, you're talking nonsense, chula," She exhales, feign annoyance in her voice as she rests her head over yours, holding you close.

"Was just a thought. You should consider it sometime."

A moment of silence.

"Vale?"

"Hm?"

"I love you."

"I know."

"You're not gonna say it back?"

"You know I love you. More than anything. Even if you do still smell like paint."

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ translations:

── Linda: "Pretty"

── No entiendo cómo le haces: "I don't know how you do it"

── Que te ries: "what are you laughing at?"

── Apenas si tengo la paciencia: "I barely have the patience"

── Chamacos: "Children"

── Ya mejor vete a dormir: "Go to sleep instead"

[miss-nob0dy]

Hello! Glad to see this!

In that case I'd be happy to request for Valeria with a bestie readerrr YESYESSS😈😈

Tbh I've been starving for this for months.

Idk, just them bonding so well, maybe the reader is in the cartel with her, or is a simple civilian that valeria ended up being deeply fond of!

A kind-hearted and kinda dumb-ish(not naive though) reader and her just being like, "[name], please💀"

And reader having this really gen-z-ish humor, i just think she'd be so confused and pissed cuz she doesn't get the joke sometimes. Maybe reader is just like 2-1 year(s) less than her? + If they're hispanic too!😭😭😭

Sorry for my rambling💀💀💀

OH MY GOD HELLO AGAIN!!!! I LOVED WRITINF THIS SO MUCH I WAS ON A RAMPAGE 😭😭😭 I hope you enjoy this just as much as I enjoyed writing this!! Thanks for requesting babes!!!

Valeria Garza

Where do I START.

So, first, you’re Latino. Duh.

You’re a civilian that was lucky enough to meet Valeria.

You two probably met while getting coffee. You thought she looked pretty, so you complimented her.

“Hola, nada mas quería decirte que me gusta tu cabello!”

She was a little confused why a random person just complimented her hair. She still liked it, nonetheless.

“..Gracias.”

You were a little scared that you made her u comfortable, and after you got what you wanted from the cafe, you went home to cry.

“SOY TAN TONTA. OSÉA!”

You went back to the cafe, since it was your regular spot to just hang out to read a book. You were familiar with most of the employees.

And then, you saw HER.

YOU SAW VALERIA.

You didn’t know if you should just go up to her and apologized while making yourself look even more stupid, or just sit there.

She just SUDDENLY SAT DOWN IN FRONT OF YOU AND YOUR MIND WENT INTO PANIC MODE.

“AY! Oh. Hola!”

She just chuckled and said hi back.

And that’s how your closest friendship bloomed.

Since you’re younger than her, it’s most likely your humor is pretty deranged.

You’ll send her random pictures of god knows what, and say hi right after.

“[Name], por favor.”

You text her super late at night, like three AM.

“Si no te chingo por despertándome en las tres de la mañana–”

Either that or you rant about how you’re glad that she’s your friend because you just finished watching a super sad movie.

“[Name], are you fucking crying.”

You playfully scold her everytime she curses. Which is like in every sentence.

You’re a little dumb, so you end up being pretty clumsy. Without her, you’d be dead by now.

She uses that against you every time you don’t wanna do a favor for her.

“Remember that one time I saved your ass from falling face-first into the concrete? Yeah, that’s what I fucking thought.”

You aren’t aware of her being the leader of the cartel that has corrupted Las Almas. So sometimes she’s hesitant with you.

She won’t respond to your messages for days due to work, so you end up worrying about her. If you ask her why she was gone for so long then she just responds with, “I was pretty busy.”

But she makes it up by hanging out with you for a while, specifically drinking.

On a similar note, you invite her over to have a few drinks with her. Just chill.

When you drink, you become more jokeful and just insane overall.

“Haha, kinda wanna kill myself. Anyways, how’s your day?”

Sometimes concerned with your humor. Can’t tell if it’s just how Gen Z humor is or if you’re that mentally I’ll.

And whenever you two drink together, you guys turn into those Latina moms that will go insane at parties. (I have a good amount of experience with this as a Latino myself.)

Dancing together, blasting music, it’s entertaining.

You also end up talking about chisme.

“Did you hear that my neighbors just got a divorce?”

“Dime más.”

And whenever she goes to your house, she always has a gift. Especially an expensive one.

It can be from some good wine, to straight up clothes and perfumes.

“How did you get the right size?”

“… Instinct.”

(She somehow got information about you.)

Valeria just hopes that she can keep you safe from her job, and doesn’t get you killed. She tries to avoid starting anything that’s super close to you.

[fixfoxnox]

Luke's Updated Giant COD AU List

Dropping this tonight so everyone can take the time and figure out what you want to order lol

Story-Driven

These AU's have one storyline that they follow. Requests for one-shots/drabbles are welcome, the one-shots/drabbles will fit within that storyline and add to the overall story. Non-canon requests are welcome.

Ultranationalist Roach (Roach/Everyone)

Roach is betrayed by Shadow Company and left for dead. He survives, but gets dishonorably discharged from the military for trying to speak out against the men who tried to kill him. When he's discharged, he and several other men who left the military following him, form the American Ultranationalist party.

After an assassination attempt that leaves Roach and Jackson the only two remaining leaders of the party alive, the ultranationalists quickly become more violent to get to their goals and are soon branded terrorists, with the 141 being sent to bring down Roach.

Despite the fact that the men are trying to kill him, Roach decides that they're all rather gorgeous, and he wouldn't mind having them around, so he devises a plan to slowly kidnap the team and form a little harem for himself, starting with one Vladimir Makarov.

Cartel! Rudy AU (Rudy/Alejandro)

Alejandro is struggling to keep the Cartel from fully taking over Las Almas. Valeria is making big moves and slowly gaining ground on Los Vaqueros in a way that can't be controlled. So when the power of the cartel in the area begins to shift, Alejandro takes notice.

At the same time, he finds himself distracted by the husband of a rich new man in Las Almas. He finds himself absolutely taken with Rodolfo Parra and, despite his troubles at the time and Rudy's marriage, he finds himself beginning an affair with the man.

However, he soon begins to grow suspicious of Rudy's husband. The cartel's power is shifting and it seems to coincide with the appearance of Rudy and his "always busy" husband. Does the suspicious timing of their appearance mean that Rudy's husband is a new player in the world of the Las Almas cartel? Or is it someone closer than Alejandro expects? (Spoiler: it's Rudy lol)

Letters To Love (Soap/Roach)

With Roach's family planning to marry him off, he decides to try to save himself by pretending to be engaged to a foreign king. He begins sending letters to sell the story, not realizing that the letters he assumed would get dumped are actually being sent to King John MacTavish. When the Royal family forces him to send an actual letter to the king, the last thing he expects is for the man to show up to actually claim him as his fiance.

Soap MacTavish is everything Roach shouldn't want, yet he finds himself falling for the man quicker than he expects. Lucky for him, Soap is already in love with him thanks to his letters. Happiness won't come easy for them though as they have to navigate cultural differences, traditions, and a creepy prince who is determined to have Roach for himself.

The Kind Hand of Death (Ghost/Roach/Soap)

Ghost is the god of death. Since the moment he was born into the world he was bound to be hated and despised by most because of his job. They do not see death as anything other than cruel. His temples, built in the early days as an attempt to please him, fall into ruins. Unlike the other gods, he has no followers.

The good in his life, too good in the opinion of many of the other gods, is his husband. Soap is the god of many things, but many hail him as the god of life. He is beloved by the gods and people alike and, though he loves his husband, he does not understand him. Soap does not know what it is to be hated by a world that you care for so deeply and, though Ghost hates to admit it, all that he wants more than anything is someone who understands him.

So when a young man stumbles into one of his temples with an offering, Ghost finds himself showing himself to the mortal and asking him to become his priest. The mortal is kind to him in a way he'd never experienced and he quickly finds himself drawn away from the other gods to bask in the mortal's affection. Of course, it would only be a matter of time until someone notices and though his husband is kind he can also be incredibly cruel.

(AKA IM BACK ON MY THANATOS/EROS AU BULLSHIT FOR THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN HERE FOR A BIT)

One-Shot/Drabble Driven:

These AUs are meant primarily for one-shots/drabbles. They have no cohesive story and, as such, we are free to play with the ideas however we want!

Compound AU

Roach's father was extremely paranoid/anti-government and spread that mindset to his mother. Before Roach was born they locked their entire family (his parents and three older brothers) into their family farm that his father had turned into a survivalist compound. Roach was born and raised here, but at the age of 18, he escaped and went to his Aunt, Kate Laswell, for help. He ends up joining the military and eventually, Laswell introduces him to the 141 when they need someone they can trust for a more secretive mission.

Anima AU

This world has little creatures called Anima who are essentially super-powered protectors who are born with the purpose of protecting their human. Roach is Ghost's mischievous Anima who has taken a liking to one of his teammates, Soap. It's all good though, because Ghost also has a thing for Soap.

Dragon Au

Soap and Ghost are bonded dragons who feel like they are missing something from their bond. They eventually find it in the prince of a nearby kingdom, Roach. They "kidnap" him and bring him back to their land to join their relationship. Roach is chill with it cause Soap and Ghost are good cuddlers and they let him roam around the woods.

However, word of Roach being taken spreads around and Soap and Ghost are forced to defend him against endless numbers of princes and knights coming to try to rescue him. Not only that, but a black scaled dragon in the woods near their castle has taken a liking to their bonded and keeps trying to steal him!

Luckily for them, they also have plenty of time to be fluffy cute boyfriends and occasionally get visits from their various dragon friends!

Monster AU

Ghost is a very very powerful hybrid (offspring of a demon and vampire) who has just been brought on to the 141, a specialized military team filled only with monsters. He's typically used to the people that he works with being scared shitless of him, so he isn't prepared in the slightest for the 141.

There is Price and Gaz. Price almost takes on a fatherly role to him, the older reaper showing no sign of fear of him at all. In fact, the older man keeps occasionally slipping him an extra blood bag with his meals, constantly checking in to make sure he's eating properly. Gaz is a rather unassuming nymph who, despite not looking like much, can be absolutely terrifying when he wants to. Which is usually when someone fucks with the plants that he's growing on base. He doesn't seem to even realize how dangerous Ghost is, constantly asking him questions about the little plant he keeps in his room and occasionally giving unprompted advice on how to care for it better.

But possibly the most confusing are the two overexcited werewolves on the team. Soap and Roach are attached at the hip, likely to be found wrestling or running around like excited puppies just as often as they can be found trying to get in each other's pants wherever the fancy takes them. Ghost tries to steer clear of the two, their overly happy and excitable nature making him want to keep away. Unfortunately for him, its like the two men have become somehow attached to him, almost always following him around like lost puppies, begging for his attention.

He was expecting fear from his team, not two over grown dogs to decide he was their new owner!

Pirate AU

Ghost and Soap are the most fearsome pirates on the seas, known for robbing and pillaging any merchant ships that they set their eyes on. Kidnapping, ransoms, robbery, and just general high seas hijinks are normal for them, and any person setting out on the Sea knows that if you see their flag flying high, the only thing you can do is turn away and hope you escaped their notice.

Roach is the son of a wealthy aristocrat who is being sent to join one of his uncles for the summer. Unfortunately that means crossing the sea. He's sent with several guards surrounding him, but unfortunately guards mean nothing to Soap and Ghost when they spot a wealthy aristocrats ship. So the ship starts getting attacked and boarded.

The Captain, in an attempt to keep Roach from getting kidnapped, dresses him up as a woman, hoping it will keep Ghost and Soap from recognizing and taking him. What they don't expect is for Soap and Ghost to not care that they don't recognize Roach, because they can tell that the "woman" they're looking at is an aristocrat and they know they can just get the name of the family from one of the men/the ship. So they kidnap Roach anyways.

Now Roach is stuck on a ship with two really hot pirates who are definitely going to realize that he isn't a woman sooner or later (sooner lmao) and when they do, well who knows what they'll make him do?

Camboy/Streamer AU

Soap and Ghost are a super popular couples channel on YouTube. They're known for their fun dynamic of Emo + Sunshine and just generally how in love they are. Everyone knows them, including one dear fan of theirs, Roach. Roach watches them because he thinks they're fun and he has a fat fucking crush on both of them.

Roach himself is a gaming youtuber known for playing fps games (he plays call of duty guys), but beyond that he's also known for his NSFW content that he started for fun self confidence stuff. He posts pictures and videos, but also essentially does camboy work because he's grown fond of it and the money he makes from it is nothing to sneeze at.

During one of his streams he starts getting a shit ton of donations and like requests from this one account who are dropping like insane amounts of money on him. That same account also shows up in his gaming streams to start donating a shit ton of money too.

Anyways he doesn't know that the account is actually Soap and Ghost who found him randomly one night but now they're accidentally kinda falling for him and accidentally essentially becoming his sugar daddies.

Honeysuckle and Citrus (ABO AU)

Ghost meets his omega while on deployment in Al Mazrah, a rather interesting place to meet when he works with the military and the man he loves happens to be a crime lord in the area. Ghost/Roach focused, however can include other pairings.

NikPrice Mafia AU

Price has a bad habit of sleeping with the wrong people. When one of your exes becomes a terrorist, another tries to kill you, and another just turns out to be an asshole, you eventually start to wonder if you're the problem. So Price has sworn off sleeping with people.

At least he swears off sleeping with people until he runs into a handsome Russian man who saves his ass while he's working an undercover mission. Said handsome Russian man and a rather compromising position, end up with him breaking his rule and hoping for the best. But nothing could ever work out in his favor.

Of course, it would be his luck that he would sleep with the head of the Russian mafia. Now the man's in love with him and using his knowledge on the terrorist they've been hunting to try to get Price to marry him.

CEO/Single Parent AU

Ghost and Soap are the ceos of a highly successful business that they started together. The two are the power couple of the business world. They work together seamlessly and any choices they make, they make together. So it makes perfect sense that both of them would fall for their shared secretary, Roach.

Subtle flirting isn't getting them anywhere, but they're determined to have Roach in their relationship. They're soon to realize, though, that they'll be getting a bit more than they bargained for when they learn that Roach is the single parent to a mischievous five-year-old girl.

Hijinks ensue as Soap and Ghost try to gain the favor of both Roach and his daughter. They may have a little bit of help along the way from Roach's daughter who wants nothing more than chaos and to see her mom be happy. (Trans!Roach btw)

SoapRoachGhost Mafia AU

Soap and Ghost are the heads of the mafia and have been leading together for years. They've also been married for years. They've been content with their relationship, that is until they get a new weapons dealer for their mafia after their last one fucked up.

Their weapons dealer just so happens to have the prettiest man they've ever seen as his husband. After making efforts to get to know the man's husband, Roach, at several get togethers, they devise a plan to take Roach's husband out of the picture and have Roach for themselves.

General AUs I'll Write:

This is just a quick list of general AUs that I will write if you ask for them. You can request them with any situation and any ship and I'll be more than willing to write it! If you see something not on this list and you're curious on if I'll write it, just send an ask or dm and I'll let you know! You can request these for a ship or for an x reader idea!

AUs I'll Write:

Monster AU (Any monsters! Any creatures! I am a monster fucker!)

College AU

Mafia AU

Celebrity AU

ABO AU

Fantasy AU

Youtuber/Streamer AU

Cowboy AU

Historical AU (I do have a degree in history 😈 )

[lust444men]

600 followers celebration!!

i LITERALLY only just hit 400 what the hecking heck. thank you guys so much.

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🌶send me your favourite fantasy, your character of choice from my list down below, and I'll do my best to make it happen for you! as little or as many details as you want, but more details means more accuracy for u <3

🔪give me a kink, character, and I'll write it for u! no matter how dirty you think it is. nastier the better! <3

💦give me a character and I'll tell you how I think they are in bed, their kinks /fanasises, and how they do aftercare!

please note I only write fem!reader or gn!reader, sorry to my possible boy followers, but you can still request if you're okay with gn!reader <3 love you all!

prompts

fluffy <3/lil bit angsty

#1 "please, please do not make me watch the notebook again."

#2 "this is all you fault, you know i hate horror movies!"

#3 "it's a children's movie! what could there possibly be to cry about?!"

#4 “a picnic?! have you swallowed a romance novel?”

#5 “you know, mimosas get less socially acceptable when brunch takes place at seven in the morning.”

#6 “you’re so warm, i never want to let go of you.”

#7 "you look so cute in pastels.”

#8 “i’ve got you, i swear. nothing’s going to happen to you when i’m here.”

#9 "bend down a little so i can give you a kiss.”

#10 "this will only feel like a home when i'm sharing it with you."

#11 "you get to curl up in my lap, and i get to watch a cinematic masterpiece in peace and quiet. i think this is a pretty sweet deal."

#12 "please don't ask me if i'd still love you if you turned into a zombie."

#13 "i wasn’t going to leave without a kiss goodbye.”

#14 “this is the part where you’re meant to kiss me.”

#15 “i wanted to kiss you so damn bad.”

#16 “am i dumb for thinking there’s something here? something that could be real?”

#17 "you're soaked! take my jacket." "but then you'll get drowned!" "better me than you."

#18 “you don’t have to do anything. just being here, with me, that’s enough.”

my characters i write for.

spiderman: across the spider verse:

Hobie Brown,

Miguel O'hara,

Peter B. Parker,

Miles Morales 1610,

Miles G. Morales(42), only fluff/angst!!

Gwen Stacy, ^^

Call of duty:

Captian John Price,

Simon "Ghost" Riley,

Keegan P. Russ,

König,

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick,

Valeria Garza,

Alejandro Vargas.

The last of us

Ellie Williams,

Abby Anderson,

Joel Miller,

Jesse,

Dina woodward

Criminal minds

Aaron Hotchner,

Spencer Reid,

Emily prentiss,

Derek Morgan,

Penelope garcia,

Outer banks

JJ,

Rafe cameron,

Sarah Cameron,

Kiara Carrera

Pope heyward

requests open <3

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[musigrusi]

Aight this is Pt.2 of my list, enjoy

Part 1

Farah

HABIBI MY SISTERRRR

Will cook Couscous all day every day for her istg

Inshallah may your days be forever blessed and your plans always sucessful

Mashallah

The rEAL kind of Tea Time with pine nuts and everything, fight me

Will probs bicker about different pronounciations, 10/10 tho

I will make use of all the bomb/arab jokes I have been told and rate em with her. Will also make use of my new bomb skills I learned from Soap lol.

Throwing shoe contests

Alex

I feel like he would be the kind to speak arabic with that horrible western accent

Will defo tag team with Farah to make fun of him

Will also console him when he feels bullied

"You're doing great baby, it aint your fault you are linguistically challenged. DW we still love you"

That kind of shit

Will teach him niche curse words and tell him it's a compliment

Will watch from afar how he gets decked by Farah lol

He has a crush on Farah, say what you want. And I will bully him relentlessly about it.

I will, however, be his wingman and tell him all the things she likes/dislikes. Will teach him how to cook and season AND, most importantly, how to evade the flying shoe™

Laswell

MOTHER

I wanna be adopted by her and her wife

Will chase her with adoption papers until they are signed

That is all

Thank you for comming to my TED Talk

Valeria

The love hate of siblings, but make it two sisters.

Don't touch my stuff or I will eat your liver

But also don't touch her or I will eat your liver

Will throw chanclas at her for no reason

I can see her make my blood boil by teasing and annoying me

But I would give that vibe back tenfold

Will start a new rumor abt her and Alejandro every week

Will make and execute plans to lock her and him in a room and shit like that.

Gift her a cool shirt and wait until she wears it comfortably as her PJs before telling her that it's Alejandro's

Will send video footage of her sleeping in it and then her finding out to Alejandro and all of Los Vaqueros

Roach

I don't have too much to go off of him but the mother instincts are tingling

Teach me ASL, this is not a request, thank you

I *will* mother him just as badly as Gaz and Rodolfo, if not more.

Can't handle spice? Blasphemy, but I shall make you a serving with minimal spice.

König

Strap in, this is gonna be a long one

Listen up you Austrian Fuck

Honestly, I feel kinda bad for him because,

If he speaks English, I would have a meltdown over his pronounciation

If he spoke German, I would have a laugh flash over his dialect.

There is no way he could evade my bullying

Constant bickering over whose pronounciation is correct.

Listen you fuckwhipe, it's "Brätzel" with a nice and short ä NOT "BREEEEETZEL" OR WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU CALL IT.

This would all be in good humor

Not

Will bond over mutual hate of English and American"bread" listen, i dont know what bread ever did to offend you so much to lead you down such a dark path of mutilating its recepie but pls come back to the light

Cook off, because I like Austrian dishes and I will bribe him with Maultaschen, Röschti and Fondue.

Will have him speak French for comedy (have you ever heard an Austrian speak French? You are missing out on A-tier commedy my friend)

Mutual agreed silence

The germanic awkwardness is not felt between us.

The 'tism will also be happy, 10/10

Will force it to cuddle

Horrible Schlager and Après-Ski playlists playing on enless loop just to piss him off

Will use increasingly cringey pet names on him

Mausi/Müüsli, Schatzi/Schätzeli, Schnuggeli, Gaggibolle, Pupser, Zuckerschnute, Zimtschnecke/Schnäggli, (Creme)Schnittchen, Spatzi/Späzzli, Schnuggelpupser, Hasi/Hääsli, Bärchen, Entchen

Listen I have an endless list not only in German, but Swiss German too, which is infinitely more cringe fight me

I would not be above using French and Italian terms of endearment either because, do you know how sappy they are? You'll get a stroke just hearing them

Mon bijou, Amore, mon chéri, Caro, mon âme, Tesoro, Chouchou, mon coeur *insert gagging*

Can't rlly curse him out in my dialect since there's a 85% chance he'd understand it all, but also

He could not curse me out in his dialect bc there's an 90% chance I'd understand it all lmao.

Can and will constantly complain that he is TOO DAMN BIG and promptly abuse him for whatever one can use a large strong man for.

Will compliment on said strength and revel in his subsequent shyness over the compliment.

I could see myself be overly agressive with compliments for the sole benefit of turning him beat red or very quiet.

I love Nietsche and Kafka, two german speaking authors that the majority of german speakers hate with a burning passion. Naturally, if he were bed ridden with injury or sickness, I'd read him works of the two to him.

I am such a kind and compassionate friend, am I not?

Anyways that is all lol enjoy

[dontyouworrydaddy]

Can you maybe make a list of characters that you're comfortable to write? So I didn't accidentally send a request that you're not comfortable of, thank you and I love you 💘

Hey Loveeee💘💘💘

Those are the Characters I’m currently write for:

CALL OF DUTY

Simon Riley

John MacTavish

John Price

Kyle Garrick

König

Alejandro

Rudy

(Thinking about adding Valeria, Keegan and Logan)

THE LAST OF US

Ellie

Joel

Abby

RESIDENT EVIL

Leon Kennedy

Carlos

Jill

(Thinking about adding Daniela Dimitrescu, Chris and Ada)

UNTIL DAWN

Sam Giddings

(I‘m also okay with writing for the other characters:) )

MARVEL

Spiderman (1,2&3)

(Thinking about adding winter soldier, captain america and black widow. I‘m totally okay if Requests with other marvel characters! I‘m a huge Marvel fan so I‘m comfortable with writing for any character here)

FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY‘S

Mike

I‘m also open for Character/Fandom suggestions. I‘m not really sure for what fandom I could also write for (I‘m thinking about maybe Tomb Raider?) but feel free to suggest me new characters I could add to my list :)❤️ I‘m comfortable with writing for any character because I don’t really like sticking to just one character or fandom. 💘💘

I LOVE YOU MORE❤️

[erinfern0]

request info

masterlist | kinktober23

rules

☆ writing for adults about adults.

☆ you can ask me to write anything! just be specific on what you want included. also, you can ask me to write as many stories as you want, just make them separate post propositions.

☆  i’ll write the story if i am comfortable with it.

☆ i can do smut only if the character is 18+.

☆ you can send me 18+ links/visuals if you want a specific scenario, position or words used it actually helps a lot!

☆ reader will be gender neutral by default, I'll change that only if it's requested.

☆ you can still ask for a character if it’s not on the list, maybe ill make an exception.

☆ don't be shy to post a request, I love to hear them all.

fandoms and characters

characters written like this are the ones i’d like to write the most for

☆ 13 reasons why - tyler, justin, jessica, clay, zach

☆ alice in borderland - chishiya, kuina, usagi, karube, arisu

☆ american horror story - cordelia, nan, tate, kyle, violet, lana

☆ arcane - ekko, jinx, vi, caitlyn, silco, viktor, sevica, mel

☆ assassin’s creed - ezio

☆ boku no hero academia - bakugo, kirishima, denki, mina, sero, tsuyu, ochako, dabi (touya), toga, hawks

☆ cod - simon "ghost" riley, könig, kyle "gaz" garrick, farah karim, valeria garza, alejandro vargas, rodolfo "rudy" parra, john price, keegan p. russ, john "soap" mactavish

☆ deadly class - lex, marcus, billy, maria, saya

☆ fate:the winx saga - musa, beatrix, bloom, stella, riven, terra

☆ ginny & georgia - max, georgia, marcus, abby

☆ harry potter  - fred, george, remus, sirius, ron, luna

☆ hemlock grove - peter, destiny, roman, shelley

☆ kate - ani, kate

☆ life is strange - max, chloe, amber, sean

☆ lucifer - mazikeen, ella, lucifer, eve

☆ MCU - matt murdock, bruce banner, wade wilson, natasha romanoff, shuri, yelena belova, frank castle, thor, bucky barnes, loki

☆ orange is the new black - poussey, alex, nicky, dayanara, tasha, sophia, tricia

☆ sally face - sal fisher, larry johnson, travis phelps

☆ shameless - carl, ian, mickey, fiona, debbie, lip, kevin

☆ shadow and bone (netflix) - alina, mal, nikolai, zoya, genya, kaz, inej, jesper, wylan, matthias, nina

☆ sherlock - sherlock, john, jim, irene

☆ stranger things - steve harrington, robin buckley, eddie munson, chrissy, jonathan, jim, gareth

☆ suicide squad - harley, deadshot

☆ teen wolf - stiles, scott, allison, derek, isaac

☆ the good doctor - audrey, morgan, alex

☆ the meg - jonas, jaxx

☆ the sandman - morpheus, the corinthian, death

☆ the umbrella academy - klaus, ben, five, diego, viktor, jayme

☆ twilight - alice, jasper, carlisle, jacob, rosalie

☆ the walking dead - daryl, glenn, maggie, beth. connie, kelly, magna, yumiko, mercer, princess, ezekiel, carol, rick, michonne, rosita, gabriel, tara, siddiq

☆ the witcher (netflix) - geralt, yennefer, jaskier

☆ titans - gar, jason, dick, rachel 

☆ wednesday - enid, wednesday

Request prompts:

100 different kisses

SFW alphabet

NSFW alphabet

50 Plus Size Y/N Prompts

Thank you for support!

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[cerise-on-top]

i am here humbly begging for more cod tickle fight posts pretty please i am soooo thirsty

Yeah, sure. Sorry this took so long, I planned something even longer, making a scenario for each character being on the receiving end, but that likely would have been over 8.000 words in total, so I scrapped the idea. All of these together are already at almost 3.000 words. Still have the prompts, though. Anyway, thanks for the request, I appreciate you sending something in. These are essentially a bunch of characters and or reader teaming up on each other. First three reader is on the receiving end, but then I wanted to spice it up a little and have some characters be on the receiving end. No Valeria since I had no idea who to team her up with.

Team-Up Tickles

Price/Ghost: You’d really need to get on their nerves if you end up the victim of the both of them. Sure, it can be done, just rack up the bad points with innocent things that won’t harm anyone. Put Price’s cigars where he can’t find them immediately or place a little frog in his hat, draw a heart on Ghost’s mask with red sharpie or throw a few grapes at him. As long as they know it was you every time they’re gonna get fed up eventually. It doesn’t warrant any serious punishment, and if they know all you want is just to play around a bit they’ll be even more likely to just gang up on you. They’ll calmly confront you about it, even if there is a certain air of mischief surrounding them, and do just about anything to make you back up into a corner. The more helpless you feel, the more you realize you messed up, the better. Price will grab your wrists with one hand and hold them so you won’t escape. Ghost starts off slow if he knows he can take his sweet time with you, figuring out where he can elicit which reaction in what way. Every once in a while he’ll simply stop, though, giving you a small break before picking up where he left off. I advise you to not kick, he’ll simply grab your leg and keep going there. Eventually, Price grows just the tiniest bit impatient and joins in. The sooner he can get you to fall to the floor or wrestle you down, the better because you won’t be able to fight back. A bit rougher than Ghost, he wants to make you scream so you might learn your lesson. This time, if you’re a real squirmer or kicker, Ghost will hold you down so you won’t escape. If Price straddles your hips, Ghost will hold up your arms, those two work well together. Once you’re completely tuckered out they’ll stop, leaving you a giggling, breathless mess. However, they’re not monsters, if they think they went completely overboard by accident they’ll stay with you until you’ve recovered a bit, scolding you for being so annoying and how you really shouldn’t put frogs in Price’s hat.

Gaz/Soap: In their case they probably simply felt like doing it, so they did. Since they had a tickle fight with each other beforehand they thought it would be a lovely idea to get you in on it as well. It all starts with them scouting the area for you. Once they found you, they’ll lure you somewhere you won’t be able to escape, preferably a soft surface like a couch or a bed so you won’t hurt yourself. Last step is for one to distract you while the other surprises you. Even if either of them gets elbowed, it’s absolutely worth it just to hear your laugh ring out. If they’re not both having the time of their lives simultaneously, then they take turns holding you down and tickling you. Anywhere they can reach is fair game. It’s not too hard to figure out which one is the dominant tickler either, both of them have their own style: Soap barely lingers on one spot for too long, he’s fairly rough and quick and never shuts up while he’s at it, always teasing you one way or another. It may seem almost frantic, but there’s actually quite a bit of calculation behind it. Gaz is more gentle, and lingers longer on the spots he deems to be your worst ones before showing a bit of mercy. He plays the long game and wants to tire you out more slowly so the fun lasts a bit longer. Not as teasy, but he does ask you plenty of questions he genuinely expects you to answer in your state. Both of them have a good time and if they aren’t out for your laughter by verbally teasing you, they’ll talk as if nothing at all is happening. Gaz and Soap are close enough with each other that they barely need to speak to each other out loud in order to know what the other is about to do. You’re just the cutest little thing to them, so naturally they’re gonna make sure you’re okay afterwards. Whoever you pushed away the least that time gets to hold you, the other one grabs you a glass of water to make sure your voice doesn’t falter completely. They’re gonna rib you a bit afterwards as you catch your breath, but if someone else gets too close to you when you’re that tired they’ll have to deal with two SAS soldiers ready to throw hands. Yes, they’re extremely protective of you in that state.

Alejandro/Rodolfo: You likely asked Alejandro to train you a bit so your chances of surviving an encounter would go up. That he does, he’s a good teacher when it comes to things like that, except you’d want to keep going when it’s obvious you’ve reached your limit and are beyond tired. Sluggish movements and delayed reaction times leave you almost entirely defenseless, but still you insist in order to make him proud and show him just how capable you are. Alejandro will give you two chances to stop for the evening, after that he’ll simply pin you down or against the wall and start having his way. He makes sure not to hurt you, his grasp on you is gentle enough to not bruise, but firm enough to make sure you can’t get away either. After some time, if you still haven’t given up yet, he’ll call Rudy over to help him. It’s an order, so there isn’t much he can do about it. As you’re still spilling some residual giggles, Alejandro will give you a small break, letting Rudy take the wheel for a moment as he still holds you down. Rudy will gently graze your skin, fluttering his fingers here and there. It’s not enough to make you laugh, far from it, but it makes you just a bit more aware of your situation. It’s fun to him, feeling you suck in your stomach or have it quiver under his fingertips, for example. Once given the order, he’ll be a bit more rough on you, even though rough is still a bit relative. He’s not fast either, he’s still gentle. Alejandro, if he’s in the right position, will claw at your stomach as he nuzzles into your neck. It’s not his goal to make you scream, but as long as you’re still audacious enough to fight him he won’t relent. Only when you finally give in and stop for the night will the tickling cease. Rudy will chuckle a bit, seeing those tears in your eyes as you barely even remember where you are, asking you if you need anything. Alejandro pulls you towards him, rubbing your back and making sure you won’t topple over again. If you’re on the verge of falling asleep then and there, they’ll carry you to bed as well. Ask either of them to stay the night and cuddle you, there’s no way they’re gonna say no.

Graves/Shadows: Due to Graves being rather affectionate with his Shadows as well as being a competent leader, it’s no surprise that his subordinates trust him a great amount. Yes, he can be serious when the time calls for it, but that doesn’t mean he won’t ever goof around. The Shadows love him, so they’re usually more than willing to team up with each other and you to surprise the commander. It takes a single brave person, ready to try and best him after he decided to work himself to the bone again, to cause an avalanche of playful Shadows to go after him. Graves can hold his own against them normally, but when he’s clearly outnumbered even he can’t do much. Cast the first stone, someone else will follow. Spider your fingers along his back, when he turns someone else will take your place. Despite rolling around, squirming, kicking, he likely won’t tell you to stop as it’s a nice team building activity, stupid as it may be. If you get him to lie on his stomach and scribble along his thighs he can muster up the strength to throw someone off of him just once. It may seem like aimless flailing to most, but he doesn’t squeeze his eyes shut, he needs to know which Shadows he needs to get revenge on. No matter how much you tire him out, he won’t forget a face. Since Shadow Company has quite a few people working for it there’s gonna be a huge discrepancy between their different styles, but what works best on Graves is being rough on his upper body while being fairly gentle on his lower body. It takes at least two to three people to make sure he won’t escape since, once he knows the attackers are coming, it’s way harder to actually get him to go down. Once he goes silent that’s usually your cue to stop, anything else he won’t take as kindly to. While it may not be too uncommon for him to be targeted, depending on the intensity of the fun it might take him a bit longer to recover. As I’ve said before, stay with him and make sure he’s okay, you’re doomed either way so you might as well make sure he recovers well. He’ll be a bit more gentle when he gets his revenge. Besides, there are a few Shadows who genuinely want that sort of attention from their commander, Graves knows that. He’s fond of them, so he’s not at all against indulging them every once in a while.

Alex/Farah: In this scenario we’re going to assume you and Farah wanted to show Alex some affection, thus deciding to sandwich him in a hug. That was really just the cover up to your plan of him having given you a tickle hug one too many times, resulting in you both itching to get your fingers on him. Naturally, Alex won’t say no to a hug from his favorite people, he welcomes it, in fact. You let him have that moment for a few seconds before you strike. One of you shoves their hands in his armpits, the other one goes for his sides. When he topples over whoever stands behind him gets to catch and hold him. It’s a spot he’s going to defend with his life, but brush your fingers against his neck or flutter them against the skin there, he’ll pull up his shoulder immediately to get you to go away. Alex can take quite a lot, but that doesn’t mean his reaction isn’t to try and shove you away. His giggles are sweet, almost a bit quiet, even his laugh isn’t too loud. Some curses here and there, sure, but he doesn’t mean any of them. While he may have some of his reactions under control, he’ll try to get away from the both of you but won’t start hitting you, opting for grabbing your hands instead. If that doesn’t work, he’ll make attempts to curl up. Realistically speaking, he knows there’s no danger since it’s just you and Farah, people he trusts, but he can’t help it, it tickles just far too much. Aware of his past crimes, he’s willing to atone, letting you have your fun for quite a while. But he will tell you to stop once he’s hit his limit. Doesn’t hate tickling and being tickled by any means, but it’s exhausting when you’re on the receiving end. Definitely doesn’t mind some affection afterwards, even if it’s just in the form of teasing him regarding how cute he is. When you listen to him and his residual giggles, you can watch his gaze drift between you and Farah with adoration and admiration in his eyes. He’s aware of his strength, he knows that it’s not easy at all to take him down, meaning it takes a lot of trust for him to allow himself to be in a position like that. But it’s fun and games, he’s not gonna stop either, so it’s only fair.

Laswell/Nikolai: You probably got fed up with Nikolai barely, if at all, reacting to you trying to get back at him. He is ticklish, that much I can tell you, he just doesn’t show it. Only when you’re playfully complaining to him about it with Laswell overhearing does the situation brighten for you. As someone who works for the CIA, Laswell has dirt on just about any person, including Nikolai. Besides, they’ve been friends for a long time too, which made her one of the most qualified people to tell you that Nikolai can be weak to tickles, if done correctly. Beating around the bush, Nikolai neither confirms nor denies this, but promises you that he’ll hold still and let you try, under the premise he gets to do the same later. He’s confident you won’t be able to get him to laugh. Ever the keeper of his word, you try. Laswell watches as you fail time and time again to even get him to flinch. With a sigh, she shows you the ropes, telling you what to do in order to accomplish your goal. Advice is given, instructions are told as though you’re taking apart a weapon and cleaning it for the first time. In this case, you’re merely told to lightly scratch under his chin. Despite expecting it, Nikolai shudders regardless. It’s a pleasant sensation, but it takes everything in him to not flinch. Next up is the side of his neck, and lastly, his cheeks. A smile has made its way onto his lips, even during the first spot, but you couldn’t tell whether it was out of pity or mockery. Gently grazing his skin, you weren’t even sure if you were touching it in the first place, seemed to work. A few giggles spilt here and there, but he never bothered to grab your hand or push you away. According to Laswell, as well as Nikolai, that was likely everything you were gonna get out of him using your hands only. If you desired a stronger outcome you’d need something along the lines of a feather or a make-up brush. As it turns out, being rough doesn’t work on him at all, he’s trained himself out of that, but since he never really got the chance to get used to gentle tickles he couldn’t build up a resistance to them. Regardless, it was your turn to get wrecked and Nikolai wasn’t going to go easy on you for what you did.

König/Horangi: From time to time you’d tease König. Nothing particularly mean, Horangi’s remarks were much more impactful than yours. Besides, König is a colonel, he had been through worse and can take some playful banter, often taunting both of you in return. It wasn’t until you had claimed that, due to his height, he must have some extra ribs that you genuinely got both König’s and Horangi’s attention. With everyone involved knowing that König was, indeed, ticklish, this made for a wonderful suggestion. Considering you made the claim, you got the honor of actually getting to count them as Horangi held König’s arms behind his back. Sitting down on his lap to make it just that extra bit harder to move, you got to work. König’s curses weren’t particularly creative, but they did hold a certain venom to them, they could corrode anyone’s skin. But the poison mellowed as soon as you made contact with his ribs, drilling in here and there and vibrating your fingers to get a feel for his ribcage. At first König was rigid, not moving an inch, but then he started kicking, trying to get you off of him. In all fairness, it almost worked. The lower you moved the stronger his reactions were. Once you were done you counted 17, to which Horangi naturally replied that that couldn’t be right, there had to be at least 28. Switching places with him, it was your turn to take König’s arms and hold them back. Horangi was a much more ruthless tickler than you, making sure to “get a feel of how much space his ribs take up” before “counting them thoroughly”. Yes, mistakes were made and he “lost count” a few times. Despite everything, he was diligent enough to try again. The conclusion was that König had no extra ribs that day, having only 24 it seemed, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t still grow some more over time. This phenomenon had to be studied and he’d need a check-up every once in a while that only you and Horangi could be trusted with. Cussing both of you out, König recovered very quickly, looming over you with the ferocity of an untamed beast. Despite having considered punting both of you into the ground for humiliating him like that, he doesn’t go through with it. Another one who’s very confident in his abilities, he chases that instant gratification this time and goes for both of you to get his revenge. Maybe not at once, maybe he can get you to betray the other in the meantime, but he’ll have both of you breathless and exhausted by the end of the day.

[isabella-kr]

Can I request a fic?

So I have chronic pain. It is literally everywhere that has joints or muscle but it is the worst in the lower back, neck, shoulders and hands. Sometimes it gets so bad I can't move without wanting to scream. And Sometimes my joints lock or my muscles seize and I literally can't move at at.

Rubbing (not that I can reach it myself) or heating it helps, but I have never been able to get full relief.

Anyways, I was wondering if you could write for a reader with something like this? (Or just normal chronic pain)

Maybe he didnt know about it (I tend to not share as it makes people pity me) till the reader has a bad day or locks up in front of them (sometimes my knees just buckle and I drop) (and then can't move for like thirty minutes) (it sucks) .

Or just anything really, I'm having a bad day and would love the comfort.

All the 141 or just price and/or Konig. I'd be happy with just about anything.

If you don't feel comfortable writing this that's okay too :)

I'm so sorry you're going through this :( I can't imagine how difficult it must be to be in pain so much. I hope I did your request justice. Sending you all the love <33

Also, I know you didn't request everyone, but when I write Headcannons, I tend to include every character on my Masterlist. It's just so people don't have to send in the same request, but for different characters :))) I hope that's okay!!!

Pains

Synopsis: Living with chronic pains was difficult, but they are always there to help you through them

Pairing: Task Force 141, Los Vaqueros, Valeria, Gromsko & Konig x Reader (2nd Person so no pronouns used)

Warnings: None

General Masterlist I COD:MWII Masterlist

John Price

The first time John had seen your knees lock up, was when he was ready to have a go at you for missing a very important meeting

None of the boys knew where you were, and as they went by, and you still haven't shown up for the briefing, he began to grow more and more agitated

Needless to say, once the meeting was over, he was sure to go look for you and give you a piece of his mind

But when he found you sitting on a bench with pain visible on your tear-stained face, all anger left his body

His steps were quiet when he approached you, his eyes growing soft as he crouched down in front of you

"What's wrong?" he asked, voice gentler than normal

"My knees," you managed to speak up, eyes clenching shut as the pain refused to subside, "They locked and I-"

"It's alright," one of his hands moved to your leg, sending you a questioning look

You nodded, and he placed his hand on your knee with a thin smile

He was careful massaging the area around your knee, fingers moving up and down along your skin in an attempt to help your muscles relax

It took some time, but once the pain in one of your knees began to give way, he moved on to the other, his touches remaining just as careful as they were at the beginning

"Thank you," you told him honestly, taking in a deep breath, "I'm sorry for missing the meeting."

"Don't worry about it," he assured you, reaching for your elbow to help you stand, "I'll brief you in now, that okay?"

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Ghost was a stern lieutenant and most, who did not know his as well as those on his team, would even describe him as cold

You knew different, however.

Not just from the way he cared for his team in his own way, always making sure every member was alive an well, but also because you've experienced his care first-hand

You've never told him about your pains, and you weren't planning to. You preferred keeping it to yourself. He didn't need to worry, and you didn't need the pity.

But when your lower back began to cause nothing but trouble, it made it difficult to hide your pains from the rest of the squad

You were sitting on a chair, with his hand on your back when the lieutenant entered the room

Your posture straightened in an instant, and although you tried not to show the pain on your face, your expression seemed to betray you

"Is it your back again?"

What? How did he-

Ghost was observant, and perhaps you should have known he would figure it out without you having to tell him

Beneath that cold exterior, he really did care, whether you liked it or not

You nodded, though hesitantly.

"Come here," he ordered, grabbing a chair and forcing you to sit in front of him

You were about to ask him what he was doing before you felt his gloved hands on your lower back, his fingers massaging your sore muscles in gentle, yet firm circles

It was like he knew exactly what to do; how to move his fingers to help you rid of the pain

And after some time, the rubbing really did help

the pain began to subside, and you felt like you could move properly again

"Thank you," you told him, a grateful smile on your face

He just nodded, patting your shoulder as he pushed himself back on his feet, "Don't mention it."

John 'Soap' MacTavish

Soap was good at reading those around him

You didn't have to tell him something was wrong for him to know

He could see it from the way you carried yourself, and from the smile that didn't quite reach your eyes

As such, it didn't take him long to figure out what was wrong

You were about to begin your sparring session when you painfully rubbed the back of your neck

It had been a pain since that morning, making it difficult to move your head without letting out harsh hisses

You were dreading the sparring session, certain it was only going to make it worse. But you weren't about to mention it to him; to cancel your sparring session and have him pity you. No. You could do this.

"What's wrong with your neck?" he asked, tilting his head curiously

"Oh," You hummed, "It's nothing, don't worry about it."

"I get them, too, you know," he suddenly told you, "The pains - in my neck, especially. Don't think they're as bad as yours though."

You sent him a questioning look, but only shook your head when you realised you already knew the answer. There was no way he hadn't noticed how uncomfortable you sometimes were, he just didn't mention it. For your sake.

He moved behind you and placed his hands on your neck

You were hesitant at first - wanting to pull away - but when his fingers dug into your muscles, you let him

It felt nice. His fingers were firm, and yet also careful to not cause you more pain instead of helping you get rid of it

You let out a small hum when you felt the pain slowly leaving - allowing you to move your head once again

It was like a breath of fresh air, and when soap felt you relaxing in his hold, he finally let go

"Let's take it easy today," he told you before sending you a wink, "You can beat my arse tomorrow instead."

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

Gaz was emotionally aware

He could sense your sour mood even if you didn't outwardly express it

He could see the way the corners of your lips curled downward when you thought no one was looking

He could see the way your eyes clenched shut when another wave of pain stiffened your shoulders

He could see how tense you seemed to be, even if you did your best to hide it from others

He knew no matter how much you wished he didn't

It was late in the evening, and you were sat outside rolling your shoulders every couple of minutes

The pains was unbearable, and you couldn't help but let a stray tear fall down your hot cheek

His footsteps were quiet - almost silent - when he approached you

His eyes showed no pity, but rather concern for his friend

"You alright?" he asked, sitting down beside you

You wiped the tear off your cheek and nodded

You were sat in silence for a short while, not a word muttered between you both

And the pain only kept getting worse

"Can I help?"

"What?"

"Can I help?" he gestured at your shoulders, "Just... just turn around, okay?"

You wanted to say no; to tell him to stop. But you couldn't massage the muscles by yourself, and the offer was too tempting

And so, you turned, with your back now facing him

He got to work quick.

His fingers were on your shoulders, thumbs digging into your tense muscles

His hands were like magic, and your shoulders were slowly but surely growing less painful as the time went by

By the time he was done, you were feeling miles better. Maybe the pain wasn't fully gone, but it was much more bearable than it was before

"Thanks, Gaz."

He smiled, patting your back, "'Course."

Alejandro Vargas

Alejandro could tell something was off when you entered his office with a sour look on your face

You quickly placed the paperwork on his desk, and was ready to head back out when he stopped you

You hesitantly sat on the chair on the other side of his desk and tried your hardest to not give away your discomfort

Your neck had been on fire all day, and as the hours ticked by, it only seemed to get worse

Alejandro was an observant superior, and he knew whenever one of his soldiers was in pain, or even just uncomfortable

"What's wrong?" he asked, his eyes narrowing as he looked at you

He had that certain look on his face - the type that told you lying to him wouldn't do you any good. Not that he would believe you if you did lie to him.

"It's my neck, sir," you told him, "I get those really sharp pains sometimes."

He listened intently as you explained the extend of your pains; how they would interfere with your every-day life, and how the pain could quickly become unbearable

He told you to wait as he left the room, leaving you alone with your thoughts

You were rubbing your neck when he suddenly returned, and before you could turn to look at him, a hot, moist cloth was placed around your neck

"Sit here until it gets better..." he told you, "At least a little."

You only nodded, allowing the warmth to seep into your sore muscles and slowly ease the pain that has been haunting you since that morning

Rodolfo 'Rudy' Parra

Rudy was just as emotionally intelligent as Gaz, perhaps even more so

He could see you were in pain from the moment he saw you that day

Your fingers kept locking, and even clenching your hand into a fist caused you unbearable pain

Holding things wasn't much easier, to the point you had to cut your shooting practise early that day, which is when he decided to approach you

You sat on the ground with a frustrated huff, clenching and unclenching your fingers in a failing attempt to make your joints feel better - to be rid of the pain that was making your day a nightmare

He wordlessly sat beside you, sending you the sweet smile he so often did

"Here," he muttered, his hand reaching for yours in a gentle manner, "Let me help."

You were too tired - too frustrated - to argue, or even pull your hand away

You let him word on your aching bones

And work he did. The pads of your fingers massaged your palm, moving up and down to ease the tension that resided in your muscles

And although the pain was still there, it slowly became less sharp.

The soft massage was helping, and you couldn't help but send him a grateful smile

"Come," he eventually spoke, "Lets wrap your hands in something warm, it should help."

At times like these, you were glad he was as caring as he was

Valeria Garza

Working with a Cartel was hard

The job itself was a nightmare, with your life being on the line practically 24/7, but with your frequent, sharp pains your work only became more difficult

You did your best to not let it show. You didn't need pity from men who killed on the daily, and would most likely use your condition against you when it could work in their benefit

You were doing a great job hiding it from everyone, but you might have underestimated just how observant she was

Your knees have been killing you that day, every step causing a wave of pain throughout your body. You wanted nothing more than to sit down, or better yet lay down and take some time off

But this wasn't the type of job you could call in sick to. You couldn't call your cartel boss and them them you were feeling under the weather

You had to be there, whether you wanted to or not

She pulled you aside at one point, taking you to a secluded room under the pretense of wanting to discuss some serious matters with you

You followed. Of course you did, how could you not

She forced you to sit down one one of the chairs, and whilst you were relieved to finally have a small break, you did not let it show

She moved wordlessly around the room, but you didn't dare let your eyes follow her.

Not even when you heard water running, quiet curses leaving her lips when it no doubt splashed on her shirt

When she moved to stand in front of you, she had two wet towels in her hands, her face as stoic as ever when she told you to roll your trousers up

Weird request, but you obliged

Once they were rolled up just above your knees, she placed the towels over them, allowing the warmth to relax your muscles and ease the pain in your joints

"Stay here," she told you, "Until you feel better."

Gromsko

Gromsko is a medic. He can tell you're in pain, even when you do your best to hide it from him and the rest of your squad

He can see the way your brows crease in pain, and the way your roll your shoulders in an attempt to rid yourself of the growing tension

The harsh pain made it difficult to do the simplest of task. Pick up a gun? Too painful. Train? Too painful. Make some tea? Hell, even that was a nightmare

He approached you when you were in the kitchen, and promptly asked you to follow him

You did as you were told, entering a secluded room where he sat you on a chair

You looked at him confused, but did as you were told nevertheless. The look on his face told you not to argue with him at that moment

He moved behind you and placed what felt like a heating pad on your left shoulder

The warm was a welcome feeling against your sore muscles, but when his fingers began to apply pressure to your other shoulder, you couldn't help but close your eyes in relief

His fingers worked like magic against your muscles, rubbing them generously to ease the pain that made your day a living nightmare

"Better?" he asked with a concerned look

You nodded, replying with a quiet hum

He smiled happily in return, switching the heating pad so that it now rested against your already-massaged shoulder as he worked on the other one

"Thank you," you mumbled

"No worries."

König

This man is a silent observer

He kept to himself most of the time, which actually allowed him much unnecessary knowledge on the people he worked with

They talked loud, and it was often that he heard things he didn't necessarily want to know about

Most of the information was useless, but when it came to his friends - people he actually cared about - his skills were more than useful

He could tell something was wrong before you even sat in front of him

He didn't say anything, but he did not pull his eyes away from you either

When you grabbed onto your fork, and your brows creased in pain, he already knew what the matter was

He knew about your pains better than anyone

You tried to keep this information from him at first, but since he practically figured it out on his own, there was no point in keeping this from him any longer

Thankfully, his eyes didn't hold the pity you were afraid they would hold

Instead, they were supportive, often concerned when you fell to your knees writhing in pain, but never pitiful

Once lunch was finally over, he gestured for you to follow him, and he led you to a bench outside - in the warm, fresh air

He had your hands in his in an instant, his fingers rubbing firm circles into your muscles and joints

After many times of helping you through the pains, he knew exactly where to press, where to push, and where to rub to ease the tension in your bones

"Thank you," you had to tell him, grateful for always being there to help

He smiled -not that you could see his mouth, but you did see the way his eyes crinkled in the corners

"Of course!"

[thehouseofvs]

[RP Journal - 1/15/2021] Valeria Camena: The First Steps on a Thousand-Malm Road

It feels strange, writing within a journal again. I haven’t had the need nor desire to keep one since I first arrived here. What was the point, when all of my memories, or at least the ones that mattered, were seared into my mind in the form of relentless nightmares and colorless dreams? Why would I need one, when there was nothing here that was worth my interest or willingness to one day remember? All I needed to do was stay on my path. Pursue the answers that I sought. Fight if I must. Flee if I must. Kill if I must.

At least, that’s what I kept telling myself.

For five years, I lived like that. In this endless, gray hell that I found myself in, unable to trust anyone, to grow close to anyone, to feel anything for anyone. Because, even after learning the truth, they all still felt fake. Like pale, lifeless imitations of the things I once knew. Of the people I once loved. I desperately wanted to get back everything and everyone I had lost, to be able to feel something again, to see a colorful, true world once more. But then one night I met him, within yet another of my tortuous dreams. Rae-Hann. To be honest, I didn’t know what to make of him at first. An odd stranger, who had somehow wormed his way into the most sacred part of my being. He saw something that no one else had seen. I wanted to lash out at him, to expel him as swiftly as he came. But I stopped myself. My curiosity won over, and I allowed him to stay - and then we talked. It has been a while since then, and the two of us have had many more discussions and “adventures”. It took some time, but eventually the two of us began to form some semblance of trust for one another. After all, we were two strangers in an unfamiliar place, coming from circumstances quite similar to one another. I suppose one would think it was only natural that we would form a bond of sorts, given enough time. And before I knew it, we did. That was when things changed. For the first time in years, I finally saw something different from the grayscale nightmare that was my life. I saw color. I saw Rae-Hann’s color. When I first noticed, I could not help but stare whenever I got the chance, when I thought he was not looking. Simply doing so was like taking a breath after being deprived of air for so long, and the sight of him brought with it a sense of comfort, of peace, and of hope. For the first time, I thought to myself that maybe, just maybe, there was something worthwhile in this world after all.

Rae-Hann took the time to talk with me. To listen to me. To hear, know, and understand me, even if it was only a little. He had held out his hand to me, offering me a place in the life he had carved for himself upon the Source. And like a lovestruck fool, I took it. Like a lost soul, I clung to it. Like a helpless child, I allowed him to guide me away from the path I had been following for so many years. He led me to a different path. To Siannault Tavard. To them, his loved ones at the Star’s Rest. But it has not been easy, even ignoring the wound upon my shoulder and the circumstances of my arrival. I have always been an awkward girl, even in my old life. It was never comfortable for me to make new friends, or socialize with strangers. But I tried. For Stilicho’s sake, and now for Rae-Hann’s. I met a few of them. Aultena Sephimiri, Karrn Moks, Edgard Beaumont, V’hala Helsi, and V’ari Tia. Seeing those twins here had me concerned, but like Siannault, they seemed to have no recollection of me. The real me. Likely for the best.

However, I had been able to tell that the atmosphere around the Inn has grown more dense as of late. I initially wondered if it was due to my own presence, but the arguments I briefly overheard between Rae-Hann, Aultena, and Siannault clued me in. It seems that even in this warm, cozy little inn full of friends and family, there was still problems lying just underneath the surface.

Whatever was currently happening, I felt as though it was a poor time for me to stay here at the Rest. As warm and welcoming as they have made me feel since coming here, I cannot say that I have not felt as though I were an intruder within their world - their reality. After all, they’re all still gray to me. Perhaps, if given enough time, that will change, but when? I have been contemplating leaving today. I think it would be for the best. My wound was manageable now, and there did not seem to be any adverse effects since the incident, so I think I should be alright to do so. But how will Rae think, if I were to suddenly go? Would he feel like I was abandoning him, at a time when he might need me? I feel sort of silly, thinking this way, because he’s surrounded by so many loving people who care for him. But I feel I at least owe it to him to talk, before I do take my leave. Speaking of, it seems he just arrived. I will continue this later tonight, I think. It feels oddly cathartic, putting my thoughts down like this. Until then... -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Well, tonight was interesting. I am not really sure where to begin with this, but I suppose I should do so after Rae-Hann came to see me in the Rest’s infirmary. He had caught me writing in this journal, as well as the sight of my packed belongings, but he did not seem surprised. Although, considering what he himself had been planning to do, perhaps he thought it was not his place to judge. Whatever the case was, he came to inform me that he was leaving the Rest for some time. We talked about his plans. Apparently, he wanted to head to Ul’dah to wrap up some unfinished business with that fortune-teller we met, Una’to. I have my reservations about the Voidsent-possessed man, but I trust Rae-Hann. Whatever his intentions are, I know I do not have to fear. Still, I am concerned. And I voiced my concerns, but I did not try to persuade him from his current course. I knew better than that. However, Rae did not seem to know what he would do with himself afterwards. Perhaps return to his research, or other jobs that he said he had put on hold, for the sake of the Rest and its inhabitants. Looking at him now, I think I finally understand what it was he saw in me the day we met. Right now, I saw someone who felt alone, lost, and angry with the world. So, I took a chance.

I finally took that first step forward. To truly, fully invite the Mystel who had brought me no small amount of joy and hope into my life. I reached out and offered my hand to him, as he had done for me so many moons ago. I told him that since neither of us had a plan, an idea of where we’d go, why not simply take that journey together? Neither of us had to be alone. We could do what we wanted, when we wanted, how we wanted - and know that, at the end of the day, we would still have someone to return to. That, together, maybe we could find something worthwhile on this star. After the words left me, my heart raced. I felt as though I was on the edge of panic. I feared that I might have stepped to far, or misread what Rae needed at that moment. I wanted to simply run and hide my shame, feeling as though a rejection were imminent. But that did not happen. Just like when I took a chance and accepted him when he reached out to me, he now did the same with me...on the condition that, were he to ever hurt me, that I would tell him. That I would be honest with him about my woes. On the surface, that condition might have been an odd one to make. But hearing the pain in his voice, the strain of withheld tears, was more than enough to tell me what lay hidden within his request. Not that it was a difficult one for me to accept. I pulled him into a hug on instinct, sensing the raw hurt he was feeling, and I made my promise. Rae is...the only person on this star with whom I feel as though I can be completely honest with, and I told him as much.

After our tender moment passed, we made arrangements to meet at Shirogane’s pier, once I had settled my end of things at the Rest. With my belongings, I searched for Aultena so as to pay off my debt - but after having no luck, I was lucky enough to stumble into V’hala and was able to settle things with her. That said, I decided to leave a letter for the Rest’s proprietress, informing her of some of what was happening. Aultena deserved as much, after taking a moment to consider how I would feel if I were in her place. It isn’t much, especially coming from a stranger such as myself, but I hope it offers some small amount of comfort. I also left a letter for Karrn Moks within the infirmary. It felt terrible to leave so suddenly, especially after all the care he had given me since my dramatic arrival. I wanted to at least thank him, and let him know that I hoped we would meet again eventually.

With my work finished, I left the Rest behind and went to the pier to meet Rae. I spotted him shortly after, and stood with him near the water’s edge. We sort of just stared out at the distant waves for a bit and talked...I suppose we were both contemplating about what was to come in the near future. Of what this journey would be like for us. When the subject of our departure, of taking our first steps, was broached...I suggested we do something a little strange. An old legend I remember hearing, once - if you place a wish within a glass bottle, and allow it to be carried away by the ocean, perhaps one day it might come true. It seems silly, I know, but it felt appropriate. And meaningful. So, we went to the edge of the pier and cast the bottle I had prepared off onto the waves, allowing both of our wishes to drift onto the horizon. Rae wished for solace, sincerity, satisfaction...and mine was for our success and safety on the road ahead. Well, that, and perhaps another, more selfish wish of mine. If possible, I wanted to one day find some measure of happiness...ideally, with Rae included.

And with that final send-off, the two of us had no business left in Shirogane. Our next step was to head to Kugane, and then charter for transport to Ul’dah. While our journey was to start as soon as we left upon the ferry, I think we both knew it would not truly begin until the last of Rae’s business was concluded. And so, we departed from the residential ward’s shores, to lantern-lit Kugane and the world beyond. The rest of the day after that was a blur. Though neither of us had explored Kugane before, neither of us felt as though now was a good time. But...maybe someday in the future, we can take the time to properly see the city’s sights. Instead, we booked the first airship headed for Limsa Lominsa, and from there to Ul’dah. Tonight is the first night of our trip, and Rae-Hann is certainly unaccustomed to airship travel. I’ve never seen him so unsettled...is it weird that I find it sort of adorable? But, I think that is where I will leave this. Writing in this journal will take some getting used to, but I think I can see the merits of it. Who knows, maybe one day, I’ll want to use these to look back and remember this. I certainly hope so. And, strangely enough...I look forward to what waits in store for us, on this thousand-malm road. ( @yokasaris​ @casualcatte​ @therpperson​ )

[mydearesthrry]

12 and 18 from random with tom, honey! thank you 😚 also, your recent imagine was cute as hell.

polar opposites - t.h.

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summary: your daughters are total opposites and tom has responsibilities.

prompt 12: "give me attention!"

prompt 18: "well, that's tragic."

tom and you had been married for almost four years, and in those four years, you gave birth to two beautiful babies. adela grace and valeria marie. despite their similar looks, they had totally opposite attitudes. the twins were both turning three, and you started to see how they acted.

adela was an angel most of the time, although she had her meltdowns every once in a while. adela was always the girl to volunteer to help her daddy or her uncles with anything and everything that they asked her for. she was tom's perfect little angel.

on the other hand, valeria was always more of the rebellious twin. she always knew what she wanted and when she wanted it and never took no for an answer. val was everything you were when you were little. a little rebellious girl who had a heart of gold and gorgeous eyes. the girls got their eyes from their mama. val never misbehaved, but she also wasn't always a saint. now im not saying she was a bad child, because she was amazingly unique in her own way.

it was a sunday morning in the holland household when you heard a loud crash from the living room, followed by a long whine. you heard an "oh shit!" from where it was, and you quickly ran to what all the fuss was about, and you had to laugh at the sight.

you saw tom who looked very sleepy, and had wide eyes look at his two twin daughters who had gotten food all over the place.

"tom!!" you yelled, but not loud enough to startle your babies.

"i'm sorry! i closed my eyes for one minute, and the next, they're throwing food at eachother!" he explained, waving his hands all over the place. you looked over to tessa who was licking the baby food off of the twins, and you quickly ran over and brought tessa outside. you turned to the twins, who started to get a little fussy.

"hey mama, you should go give them attention. that's probably why they did it." tom sighed, rubbing his eyes tiredly.

"yeah you're probably right. i'll be right back baby. get some rest, okay?" you looked to tom, you was starting to get comfortable on the couch. after he muttered a soft 'okay', you took care of your girls.

after a long bath for the twins, you looked to your watch that read 8:47, and you took them to their beds for bedtime. after a quick story and kisses to their heads, they quickly fell asleep into a much needed slumber.

you want back downstairs and saw tom flipping from channel to channel on the tv. you plopped down on the seat next to him and cuddled into his side.

"hi my love. you doing alright darling?" he asked softly, stroking your hair softly, knowing you get clingy when you're stressed.

"yeah, i'm okay baby. just kinda tired s' all. works been kicking my ass lately, and i feel like i haven't really been there for the girls-- you, too, recently," you sighed, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. "and i cant help but feel like i'm being a bad mother and- and i don't know what to do. i'm so busy managing work and the girls and i don't wanna ask you for help because i know you're busy but i really-" you continued before tom cut you off.

"darling, it's okay. i can take care of val and adela for as long as you need me to. i'm always gonna here for you and them baby. you know you can rely on me for anything, princess." he said, angling his chin to you could look at him as he wiped the tears from your eyes.

"you sure tommy? i think i can handle it." you said, your voice slightly shaking.

"of course i can handle it baby. i'm pretty sure my babies miss me too, i hope." he smiled, loving seeing you giggle. you heard loud cries from the baby monitor, and as you went to go get up to attend to them, tom stopped you and said "i have to do it. i promised." sarcastically.

"you don't sound so happy about that, mister!" you chuckled, flipping your hair with one hand.

"daddy duties, it's a job, really." he sighed playfully.

"well, that's tragic! daddy having to taking care of his kids! what a surprise!" he knew you were joking, so he looked at you with a mischievous gleam in his eyes, and slowly went up the stairs stomping slightly.

"i love you, tommy!" you yelled from your place on the couch.

"i love you so much, angel."

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[mischiefandspirits]

Iron Legion (7/?)

Never let it be said that Tony Stark ever does things by half. He might have grown up with little family, but he wasn’t about to keep it that way.

Tony Stark was seventeen when his first child was born, and that was just the beginning.

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Daddy's Home

Tony Stark was thirty-four when Iron Man was born.

Tony smiled as a chorus of voices answered his call. “Hey, kids, you all having fun in the country music state?”

“Have you been having fun?” Nebula asks with a knowing voice and Tony hates how much her and J.A.R.V.I.S. gossip. None of his kids needed to know what he does in his bedroom when they’re not home. Or who he does.

“Daddy! Daddy look! I had Harley and Valeria cut my hair!” Teresa said, stealing the phone away for herself so she could show him her new look. “I look just like you now!”

“Yeah, Tori sent me pictures, Resa,” Tony chuckled, remembering the panic-filled text that had come with them. Honestly, the kid was eight. If she wanted her siblings to shear off her hair, who was he to care.

“I’m taking her to a barbershop tomorrow to have them clean it up,” Nebula said, grabbing the phone from her sister.

“Nebs said they’ll make me look even more like you!” Teresa shouted and he could see her hand grabbing at the phone.

“I’ll have to show you how to style it right when I get back,” Tony said, leaning back.

“Is Uncle Rhodey there?” Harley asked, jumping onto Nebula’s back.

“Get off me shrimp!” the teen huffed, shoving him off, but not before losing the phone to her brother.

“Hey, I’m taller than Teresa!”

“Am not!” came Teresa’s argument.

Harley’s face appeared, far too close to the screen. “Is Uncle Rhodey there?”

“Well don’t I feel loved,” Tony pouted. “I call to talk and all I get are questions about Rhodey?”

“Yup.”

“You spend too much time with your mother. No respect.”

“Dad,” Harley whined, elongating the a.

“Nope. You can talk to him when we get back.”

That made the boy perk up. “You’ll be back in time for my birthday, right?”

“Of course! As soon as Rhodey and Dad are done playing with the new toys Rhodey’s friends are buying then we’ll be straight there.”

“Speaking of birthdays, what did you get Aunt Pepper for hers?” Nebula asked, shoving Harley’s face away and giving her father a knowing look.

“No idea, but I hear it was nice.”

“Daddy forgot again,” Teresa giggled and then all three of them were laughing at him.

“This is why Jay’s my favorite.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

“What are you all doing up? ” came Tori’s voice.

“Uh oh, someone’s in trouble,” Tony said.

“Yeah, you.” She took the phone and gave him a glare. “Do you know what time it is here?”

“Late?” Tony offered.

“Very. Kids, say goodbye to your father.”

“Bye, Daddy! Love you!” Teresa yelled while her brother shouted, “Bye, Dad. Tell Uncle Rhodey I said you guys need to hurry back!”

“I don’t have a bedtime,” Nebula pointed out.

“You do here,” Tori said, handing her the phone.

“I’m not a child,” Nebula huffed before turning to Tony. “Goodnight, Father.”

“Night, Nebula. Try not to drive Tornado too insane with your teenage angst schtick. That’s my job.”

Nebula snorted and shook her head. “Be safe.”

“Don’t worry. We’re just showing off the Jerico to the brass.”

“Tony!”

“Looks like we’re landing. I’ll call you when we’re headed home. Love you!”

“Love you too.”

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“Got a family?”

“Yes, and I will see them when I leave here. And you, Stark?”

A man with a heart of gold that had somehow managed to put up with Tony’s nonsense since they were teenagers. A bodyguard who put up a grumpy act, despite being rather soft. A woman that embodied the term mother bear. A fiery redhead that happily put him in his place. An alien who had recently taken to wearing a silvery-blue pixie cut wig and had hacked her mask so she could add dark makeup to the disguise. A pair of bots that were always in the way and never listened. A snippy UI that refuses to call him anything but Sir. A little girl that left LEGOs all across the house and wanted to be just like her daddy. A boy who was just as contrary as his mother. A little girl who wasn’t his, but that only meant he got to be the fun uncle instead of a responsible parent for once.

A whole group of people he would do anything to protect.

“Nothing.”

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“How are the kids?” Tony asked as soon as they’d left the base.

“They’re thrilled to know you’re back. None of them really handled your disappearance well. We kept them at Tori’s since Obidiah’s come sniffing around your house a few times. I kept him out since you hadn’t been declared dead, but we didn’t want to risk him finding them alone. Teresa and Nebula will be here tomorrow. It would have been sooner, but as I thought you would be in the hospital, I figured it would be better to wait,” Pepper said, her voice sharp at the end.

“I wanna talk to them.”

This, at least, Pepper didn’t argue.

“Keener residence,” a male voice answered.

“Hey, Richards. Where’s your cousin?”

“Shit, Stark, you really are still alive?”

“Nice to hear from you too.”

“Who is it?” Tori asked, voice distant.

“Stark.”

“What the- Give me that!” There was a shuffling sound then Tori’s voice came through clearer. “Tony, thank God you’re alright! How are you? I thought Pepper said they were taking you to the hospital.”

“She lied. I’m fine. I want to talk to the kids.”

“Of course. Harley’s at school right now, but the others are here. Frank, get the kids, please.”

“Cousin cowboy come over to complain about me again?” Tony asked, tucking the phone between his shoulder and cheek so he could adjust his arm into a more comfortable position in the sling.

“Oh shut up. You know Frank likes you, he just…”

“Thinks I should have married you instead of that trash you won’t let me track down.”

“You both need to let that go. I just want to forget about him.”

“But if we do that then Franky and I won’t have anything in common. It’s the only thing we agree on.”

“Why Mr. Stark, was that a proposal?” Tori sighed, exaggerating her accent.

Tony held the phone out to Pepper. “Give that back to me when the kids get on the line. I shouldn’t be dealing with this kind of emotional trauma after what I just went through!”

She ignored him, continuing to work on her phone to set up the requested press conference.

He put the phone back to his ear. “I thought I asked for my kids.”

“They’re coming. Frank had to go fetch them from the barn. Harley and Teresa have turned it into their personal workshop so Nebula and her have been using it for school time. It’s got the best internet speeds on the property. Hell, probably the best in the county.”

“I’m so proud,” Tony said, and he definitely wasn’t tearing up.

A loud crash sounded from over the phone, accompanied by, “DADDY!”

“Teresa, hold on and -” Tori cut off with a yelp.

“Daddy!” Teresa yelled right in his ear before continuing in a softer voice littered with sobs. “Daddy! Are you okay? Aunt Pepper said the bad guys took you and the news kept saying you were probably dead, but Aunt Tori said you were too stubborn to die and Nebs and Jay couldn’t find anything even when they hacked into Uncle Rhodey’s work computers and -”

“Woah, hey, Resa, it’s okay, baby girl. I’m alright. I’m here,” he said calmly, putting aside the fact that his daughter and AI apparently hacked into likely classified military files for the moment. “I’m okay. I’m with Aunt Pepper and Uncle Happy right now. We’re going to go talk to those mean news people right now.”

“I thought Aunt Pepper said you were going to the hospital,” Nebula said with an annoyed growl.

“Stark, you better be on the way to a hospital right now!” Tori snapped.

“Resa, did you turn daddy on speakerphone?” he groaned, letting his head fall back.

“I thought you would want to talk to Nebs too, sorry.”

“Stark, if I call Pepper, she better tell me that you are either in perfect health or headed to the hospital.”

“I don’t need a hospital,” Tony said and Pepper looked up at him to give him a look before turning back to her work.

“J.A.R.V.I.S. and I saw your medical files,” Nebula cut in.

“Good, then you know the Air Force guys already fussed over me. Also, you two need to stop hacking the government.”

“Like you’re one to talk,” Tori snorted. “Who do you think taught them behavior like that?”

“Go to the hospital, Father. You are -”

“I’m fine. All I need is a cheeseburger.”

“I’m calling Pepper.”

Tony rolled his eyes and turned on the speakerphone. “Pepper, Tor-Tor wants to talk to you.”

“I tried,” she said before Tori could speak. “He refuses to do anything before getting a cheeseburger and holding a press conference.”

“Take him to the hospital after.”

“I’m fine! Can any of you hear me or am I talking to myself?”

“I can hear you, daddy!”

“Thanks, Resa. You’re the best!” Tony looked over to see them approaching Burger King. “Oh look, the cheeseburgers await. Nebula, Resa, I'll see you tomorrow! Give your brother my love! Love you, girls! Bye!”

“Bye, daddy! See you tomorrow! You better be there!”

“Father -”

Tony hung up the phone and handed it back to Happy.

A few minutes later Pepper smiled and showed him a text she had received.

⭐️Nebula⭐️:  J.A.R.V.I.S is calling up the doc. If he wants to act like a child, we’ll get him a pediatrician.

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“So this is what you call fine?” Georgia sighed, staring at the thing embedded into Dr. Stark’s chest.

“No, this is what I call an antique.” He held up a device that looked the same. “This is an upgrade. I need some help putting it in. Since you’re here anyways…”

She crossed her arms. “You know that’s not why I’m here. I read the files Nebula sent me -”

“Yeah, yeah, send me the diet plan or have Pepper pick up the meds or whatever you all seem to think I need despite the fact I’ve said I’m fine over a hundred times. Now, can we do this? The kids will be here in an hour and I’d rather not have an empty hole in my chest when they get here.”

“I’m not that type of doctor.”

“Well, my hands are too big and I think Pepper might pass out if I ask her.”

“I might,” Pepper agreed, looking pale at the idea from where she was standing next to the door to the workshop.

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“Mom says you’ve got a battery in your chest! Can I get one too?”

“Why hello Harls. Yes, I missed you too. Sorry for missing your birthday. I love you so much.”

“Mom said you were fine. And if you’re really sorry, you’d put a battery in my chest.”

“I was kidnapped,” Tony said, and yeah that was probably not something to tell an eight-year-old, but Harley was tough and it wasn’t like he was going to bring up the torture. “Why do you even want a battery in your chest?”

“To charge things.”

“Yeah, ask your mother.”

“That’s what you say when the answer’s no, but you don’t want to be the one to tell me.”

“But if you know that, then that means I am telling you no.”

“Come on, isn’t it your job as an absentee father to spoil me?”

“Key word is absentee, meaning not there, which means no, an absentee father’s job is to not be in their child’s life at all. I’m in your life, so not an absentee father.”

“You know what I meant!”

“And you know what I meant when I told you to ask your mother. So how’s school going?”

“How’s the business going?”

“Fair enough. Want to play that online racing game you like?”

“You’re on!”

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“Daddy!”

Tony groaned and brushed fire retardant off his face so he could look up at his daughter. “Hey, sweetheart, what are you doing in here? You know to stay behind the glass when I’m testing things.”

“You hit a wall,” she said blankly. She reached her hand over and started feeling around his head. “I have to check for bumps.”

“I’m fine,” he sighed, but didn’t fight it. He knew if he did then she’d hold it against him the next time his clumsy girl fell and he needed to check her over.

Once she was done, she stepped back and tilted her head. “Why did Dum-E spray you with the foam? Did you catch fire again?”

“No, Dum-E is being silly.”

She crossed her arms and turned to Dum-E. “Don’t waste the extinguisher,” she reprimanded, slowly pronouncing the word extinguisher.

The bot’s arm fell as he gave a sad beep.

U rolled up, showing the camera they were still holding to their favorite sibling.

She smiled and patted their claw. “Good job, U.”

Smiling at his kids’ antics, he stood up and started wiping off the rest of the foam. “Alright, next time we need to start at a lower power. And stabilizers. Those would help.”

“What are you making?” Teresa asked, leaning over to look at the boots.

“Special secret project. Don’t tell Pepper.”

She nodded without question.

Why couldn’t all his children be so well behaved?

“Can I help?” she asked, bouncing.

He shrugged. “Sure. You and Jay can run some numbers while I work on the next piece.” Most of the equations would be over her head, but J.A.R.V.I.S. would give her a few that were her level and a few above for practice. The workshop was the best place to learn, in his opinion.

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“Careful, careful, and touchdown,” Tony cheered as he landed in the workshop.

“Very good, Sir.”

“Can I get one?”

He turned to see his daughters, the younger sitting on the back of the couch while the older was leaning against it. Teresa waved, her legs swinging, and Nebula studied him, her head tilted in that way it did when she was talking to J.A.R.V.I.S.

He lifted the faceplate and frowned at them. “What are you two doing in here? You know you’re not allowed in the workshop while I’m not here. Do the rules not mean anything anymore? Did Jay let you in?”

Nebula pointed a blue thumb at the missing glass wall.

“Right.”

“Daddy!” Teresa chirped, hoping down and running up to him. “You look so cool!”

“Thanks, Sunray. Now step back so daddy can change.”

She eagerly did so, gasping when the arms rose up to remove the suit.

Nebula walked around to face him, crossing her arms. “I thought Stark Industries was out of the military business.”

“We are. I was just… doing a bit of cleaning up.”

She hummed, but didn’t say anything and he caught her staring at the blast-mark on the faceplate.

“Nebula -”

“I want one of those,” she said, pointing at the repulsor on one of his gauntlets.

“Why?”

“Why not?”

The two stared each other down before Tony sighed. “We’ll see.”

One of the arms tugged a little too roughly on his leg.

“Careful!”

“Apologies.”

“Hey! Ow!” Tony said, giving a yelp.

“Ooh. It is a tight fit, Sir.”

He let out a hiss, pulling away from the one yanking on his arm. He saw Teresa take a step towards him, but Nebula stopped her.

“Sir, the more you struggle, the more this is going to hurt.”

Tony considered making a joke, but thought better of it when he remembered Teresa.

“I designed this to come off, so- Ow! Hey!”

“Please, try not to move, Sir.”

“What's going on here?”

The three turned to see Pepper standing just inside the workshop.

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Nebula frowned when her music suddenly cut off. She tapped her head with a frown. “J.A.R.V.I.S., what’s going on?”

There was no response.

She tried to reach out to the intranet, but only received static. She narrowed her eyes and quietly slipped off her bed. The only reason the intranet would be down is if someone was using something to disrupt the signal.

She slipped her mask on and activated it so she could see, but didn’t bring up the disguise. She snuck out of her room and to Teresa’s door. When she opened it, her sister was curled up, half asleep.

“Nebs?” she yawned. “I’m s’eeping.”

“J.A.R.V.I.S. isn’t responding. Go into your closet and seal the door. Take your phone.”

Her eyes widened and she stumbled out of bed. “Daddy?”

“I’ll find him. Just go.”

She bit her lip, but nodded and grabbed her phone off her nightstand. Nebula waited until she heard the locks in the closet door engage before continuing down the hall. Her father’s room was empty so she headed into the living room.

“I wish you could've seen my prototype.”

Nebula frowned at the voice that was both familiar and not. She knew of Obidiah Stane, but they’d never met and she had never planned to do so. She wasn’t fond of how he tried to control Father’s life, to say the least, and she certainly understood Father's reasoning to keep her and her siblings a secret from the man.

“It's not as, uh — Well, not as conservative as yours.”

She peeked around the corner and her fists clenched.

Stane sat on the couch next to her father, one man with a briefcase on his lap and the other with a whole in his chest.

She had never wanted to put her assassin training to use on Terra before.

This man changed that, with his next words only increasing that urge.

“Too bad you had to involve Pepper in this. I would have preferred that she lived.”

Her arm let out a series of clicks as it shifted to reveal the repulsor Father had placed inside it “for emergencies only.”

She stepped out as the man walked away from Father and took a shot. Unfortunately, she wasn’t expecting the recoil and the shot flew high, just missing the man’s head.

“That was a warning shot,” she bluffed, taking aim again. “On your knees and I might not tear you to pieces.”

Stane stared at her with shook. “Well now, Tony. It seems you’ve been hiding more than I thought. And what does he call you? You’re certainly a step up from those rust buckets he insists on keeping downstairs.”

“On your knees.”

“I don’t think so.” He pulled a gun out from behind him and she froze as he pointed it at her father. “You lot have one thing in common, you won’t let any harm come to your creator. That bit of his neediness always comes through. It’s pathetic.”

Her fingers twitched to wrap around the man’s neck, but she let the repulsor tuck away and dropped her arm. “You will die for this,” she growled. “Enjoy what little life you have left.”

“I think you should be more worried about what little life he has left.” Stane slowly made his way out of the room, keeping the gun pointed at Father the whole way.

When he slipped out the door, she ached to take chase. She resisted though, rushing to her father’s side. Her hands hovered over the place the arch reactor was meant to be uncertainly. “What do I do? How do I help you? I don’t…” She looked around for the reactor before realizing Stane must have taken it with him. She reached for her arm. “Will the mini reactor work?”

“Nnn,” he slurred. “D’ns’s.”

“What did he do to you?” she hissed. He shouldn’t be this out of it this quickly just from having the reactor removed.

Carefully she picked him up and carried him down to the workshop. Immediately U and Dum-E were at her side, beeping frantically. With the intranet still disabled, though, she couldn’t understand them.

“Stane attacked Father. He removed the reactor. We need to figure out how to help him.”

U went to a bench to clean it off for her, but Dum-E went crazy, spinning around and chirping before darting away. Ignoring her brother, she went to the bench and gently set him down.

Suddenly Dum-E was at her side, shoving a glass case in her face.

“Stop it, you -” She cut off as she realized what was in the case: her father’s original reactor that Dr. Jenkins had removed with the words Proof Tony Stark has a heart carved around the rim. She laughed and pressed her forehead to her brother’s claw before smashing the glass between her hands.

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“I’m coming with you!”

“No, you’re not.”

“He attacked you!”

“Which is why you’re staying here. Protect your siblings.”

“But -”

“Take care of Teresa. Rhodey, keep the skies clear.”

“Father!”

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“The truth is… I am Iron Man.”

Teresa didn’t hear Nebula groan on the other couch or Harley start yelling on the phone. As the reporters on the tv started shouting, all he could do was stare wide-eyed at his father with pride.

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OPENING HOME // EZ & VAL

    Once Ezra was done texting Val, he threw himself into work and was able to get everything done within the allotted time. Speeding down the road, he got back home with just enough time for him to take a quick shower. He was still in a towel when he heard the doorbell ringing. “Damn, that was quick.” He mumbled to himself as he made his way to the door. Before he opened it, his gaze swept over the room, to make sure that everything was in place. He was a little nervous since this was the first time he was actually inviting a woman over, but just like that, he shook the nerves away and opened the door. “You’re here fast. Come on in.”

Valeria started getting herself ready for her night with Ezra, as soon as they finished their conversation. She knew she needed to get a lot of things done to get ready, and she didn’t want to rush. She picked out the perfect outfit for the occasion, and she settled on a red slit dress.

She showered, shaved her legs, and put on her makeup, and fixed her hair. She packed her fun bag full of toys, with her favorite vibrators, floggers, silk ties, candles, paddles, blindfolds, and nipple clamps. She made sure she was perfect, before slipping on her heels and wrap to give Ezra a element of surprise. She made her way to the car, and made her way to Ezra’s house. She was excited about spending time with him, he always made her feel amazing. She wanted to be there on time, so she sped up a little. When she got to the Sutherland Estate, she was directed right to his home, and it was indeed as beautiful as she imagined. She parked, grabbed her bag, and headed to the door. She rang the bell, and waited for him to answer. To her surprise, and great pleasure, he opened the door in a towel, with small droplets of water dripping down his chest, “Well I wanted to be here on time, but I’m not mad at the way you greeted me.” She smiled and walked in, keeping her wrap tightly around her so he couldn’t see her dress yet.

    “Oh, sorry. I ran a little behind. Just had enough time to hop into the shower when I got home.” Ezra stated as he stepped back, allowing Val room to walk into his home. “Welcome to Villa Ezra.” He joked, watching as she looked around the place. “You can sit down and make yourself comfortable. Would you like some wine?” When he took note on how tightly she was holding to her wrap, he scrunched his brows. “Aren’t you hot? You could take that off.” he pointed to her wrap, “If it’s too cold in here, I can adjust the temperature for you.” The last thing he wanted was for her to feel uncomfortable.

Valeria shook her head, “No, don’t apologize, you are a busy man, so I totally understand. Trust me, I’m not complaining at all. As a matter of fact, if you ever want to greet me like this more often, please feel free.” She was surprised at just how clean and put together his place was. “I like Villa Ezra, definitely not what I expected. Wine would be lovely, thank you.” She smiled when he asked about her wrap, “I’m not hot, nor cold, you don’t have to adjust anything. I just wanted to let you see if I achieved your request of something sexy.” She opened her wrap, and let it fall to the floor, “What do you think?”

    Val’s remark had a smile spreading across Ezra’s face. He’d always known that she wasn’t the shy type and this was a prime example. “I will have to remember that for next time.” He returned, the smile on his face never fading. “I’ll get you that wine. But what did you expect my place to be like?” He asked as he went towards the kitchen to grab them both drinks. He was in the middle of opening the bottle when he saw what she had on under the wrap. His jaw fell open at the same time the cork flew from the bottle, nearly hitting him in the eye. “Fuck… Are you trying to kill me?” He was still staring at the swells of her breasts, entranced by them.

Valeria and Ezra always had an easy relationship, and she appreciated that. They could have the easiest conversation, and flirt immensely at every turn, and that was the best for her. Now that they had taken their friendship to the next level, just seeing him, looking like that, had her getting wet. She smiled, “Please do.” She went to take her seat, but stopped, because she wanted to see his reaction to her outfit, and once she revealed it, his face said it all. She giggled as the cork popped off the bottle, and almost hit him, “I’m sorry sexy, I would never want to do that, I need you to stick around for awhile. But you still haven’t said if you like it or not?” She pushed her breasts together to make them even more enticing, “Is it sexy enough?” She smirked.

    Ezra’s heart was pounding so hard in his chest, he felt like he was going to have a heart attack. Sure, Val did say that she was going to dress sexy for his benefit, yet he still felt like he’d been assaulted for some odd reason. Not that he was complaining, Val was beautiful. Who in their right mind would complain about that? “I like it…” He answered, though his eyes were still stuck on her breasts, his dick jumped underneath the towel as she pushed her round breasts together. “It’s definitely sexy.” To force himself to focus, he shook his head and blinked a few times. “You wanted wine.” After pouring them both a glass, he walked over to her and handed her a glass. “I just made a towel tent.” He laughed as he looked down at his nether region.

Ezra’s reaction was everything that she wanted when she got dressed. Her main objection tonight was to make sure he was satisfied from the time she arrived to the time she left. And right off the bat, she was accomplishing her goals. “I’m glad you like it, because I picked it especially for you. And you can imagine what I have underneath it.” Not that there was a lot of room for her to hide anything else in that dress, but she still had a few surprises up her sleeve. She liked that he thought she looked sexy, and she finally took a seat, crossing her legs, “Yes wine please.” She smiled, and licked her lips, as he strutted around in his towel, he was so sexy, and she couldn’t be more thankful that he was interested in her. She took the wine, and looked down at his crotch, “That is a tent I would happily climb in.” She smirked and took a sip of her wine. “Mmm, this is a good choice.”

    Ezra swiped his tongue over his suddenly dry lips. If he were a dog, he was sure he would be drooling by now. It didn’t help his situation hearing what Val just said. He could’ve sworn she was enjoying his suffering a little too much. “There’s something underneath?” He couldn’t imagine that she was wearing a bra. Her breasts looked like it was about to pop out of her dress. But maybe her point was that she was wearing nothing underneath. Fuck… He was definitely looking forward to having his way with her. “Hmm… I’m not going to say that I hate the idea.” He grinned, sending her a wink as he took a sip of his own. “Why don’t you come over here and sit on my lap, baby girl?” He patted his lap after placing his glass down.

Valeria was growing more and more anxious with every second passing, she didn’t know why she was nervous with Ezra tonight, but she was. She knew that the wine would calm her down, and that was what she was banking on. She smirked at his question, “There is something underneath.” She smiled and licked her lips. She knew that Ezra was going to give her everything that she wanted, and keep her completely satisfied. She smiled and nodded when he requested her to come sit on his lap, “Okay sexy.” She got up and walked over and took a seat carefully on his lap. She could feel just how excited he has was, and it was nice to know that she could get a reaction from him. “So, how was your day Ez?”

    “Not very much, I’m guessing.” There was no way she could fit very many items of clothing under that dress. Even so, he was looking forward to opening that surprise. No doubt it was going to be a good one. When she came over to him and sat on his lap, he placed a hand over her waist and pulled her closer. He didn’t know if it was possible, but he could’ve sworn that he grew harder. “My day was filled with work, but it’s so much better now that you’re here with me.” He smiled, kissing her a on the neck and taking her scent in. “You smell good by the way. How was your day?” Once he was done with small talk, he began peppering kisses on her neck.

Valeria giggled, “No, not too much I could hide under this dress, but I can’t wait for you to see it.” She liked being in Ezra’s arms, it was nice, and she felt so comfortable and safe there. She easily got comfortable, and wrapped her arms around his neck, and was playing with the hairs on the nape of his neck. She listened to him talk about his day, and she noticed he kept it pretty vague, but she wasn’t going to push him. “I’m glad I could make it a lot better for you.” She smiled, and tilted her head so he could have better access to her neck. “My day was good, I too was working a lot. I have a couple parties this weekend, and a claim ceremony on Sunday. So I have been a bit busy. But I am so glad that I get to have this time with you, it breaks up the monotony of work.” She smiled, and let out a small mewl as he kissed her neck. She was tempted to slip her hand under his towel, but she knew better than to do that without asking first. “Can I stroke your cock baby?”

     Ezra wasn’t really listening to Val as she spoke. All he heard were noises, since he was a little busy kissing her neck. “Uh-huh…” He hummed every once in a while as he found himself getting aroused from having her near. It was rather pathetic really, he was a grown man and normally he could keep himself together, but when it came to Val, it felt like he had no control over his own body. “That’s good…” He mumbled, although again, he wasn’t paying attention. Her next remark had him pulling back and grinning at her. “Yes, you may, baby girl…”

Valeria could tell that Ezra wasn’t listening to her, but she didn’t care, she was enjoying the feeling of having him kissing her. She was so glad when he gave her permission to stroke his cock. She moved her hand underneath the towel, and took hold of his cock, and started stroking it. “So Posey is going to take the party on Friday night, so I am free to take you to the brothel then, are you excited about it?” She found her steady pace to stroke his cock.

    Ezra hissed when Val took hold of his cock and began stroking it. He was already hard, but with her softly teasing him, he found himself getting even harder. “That’s good…” He said again, not even registering her words as she continued to pleasure him with her hand. “No more talking.” He told her, trying to sound a little demanding, but it ended up sounding weak, he was sure of that. Not in the mood to play games, he pulled her head down and claimed her lips with his.

If Valeria knew anything about, she knew how to please a man. and she was going to use all her skills to keep Ezra satisfied throughout the night. She smiled as he shut her up, and she was not going to complain about his lips on hers. As he kissed her, she continued stroking his cock, and moaned against his lips. She was si wet now, and she wondered if he felt that.

    Ezra could feel his desire building for Val. He wanted her. Hell, he’d wanted her ever since earlier when they talked about the toys that she owned. Just thinking about that made him greedy. His grip on her tightened and his tongue plundered into her mouth, meshing up with hers. He didn’t even know how it happened, but the next thing he knew, he was pushing her onto the sofa and grinding his dick against her core.

Valeria was more than ready for Ezra, ever since their conversation earlier, she wanted to feel his hands all over her body. She was ready to be filled with his hard cock, and completely sore the next morning. She was so engulfed in his kisses, she had no idea how she got on her back, but she just moned as he started grinding into her core, “Feels so good…” She panted out.

    Sex had always come natural for Ezra, but sex with Val was something special. She knew exactly what he liked and was unlike all the other submissive he’d slept with before. She wasn’t meek for starters which was a huge turn on. As their tongues dueled, he allowed his right hand to travel along her body, caressing her soft skin. “You’re so fucking soft…” He murmured against her lips, before taking the bottom one into his mouth to nibble on it.

Valeria moved her body slowly against Ezra’s body, and moaned at the feeling of his hard body against her. There was something about Ezra that just had her open and wanting him more and more. She had love before, but this was a different feeling from Emmet. Maybe it was the long wait between them, and all their back and forth, but now that they were here together, she wanted him more. She smiled at his comment, and she let her hands travel back in between his legs, grabbing his cock, and gave it a squeeze, “And you’re so hard, just how I like it. I really want you inside me baby.”

    Ezra already knew that he wasn’t going to be able to keep up with the teasing without wanting more. That was just insanity when he had Val under him, soft and ready to play. Normally, he would want to draw things out, have foreplay, but right now, he was too horny to do that. When he felt her hand on his dick, and her soft request, he was a goner. “Not here. My bedroom.” He swiftly carried her to his bedroom, reached for a condom and sheathed himself. Then, without wasting any more time, he entered her and let out a moan of pleasure. “Fuck… You feel so fucking good.”

Valeria squealed as Ezra scooped her up, and carried her to the bedroom, “Wherever you want sexy.” She kissed his neck the entire way to the room, and took off her panties when he laid her down. She was so ready for him, and by the way he was responding, so was he. She let out a scream as he swiftly entered her, “Yes baby! Fuck!” She immediately wrapped her legs around his waist, “More baby…..please!” She unabashedly begged.

    Ezra had never felt like this before, like he was desperate for a woman. Sex had always been good of course, but ever since that first time with Val, he’d grown addicted to her. Perhaps it might also have a lot to do with the friendship he’d shared with her. He didn’t just want her physically, he actually cared for the woman, genuinely did. “Fuck… You’re an eager little thing, aren’t you?” He stated when he felt her legs wrapping around his waist. Not wanting to disappoint, he increased his thrusts, drew down the barely there neckline of her dress and lowered his head to take a nipple into his mouth.

Valeria couldn’t even deny how eager she was to be with Ezra. The years of flirting, finally culminating into this was everything she ever wanted. He was so sexy, handsome, sweet, funny. Just the complete package, and Val wanted to know where this was going to go. Was it just sex? Did he want more? She wasn’t going to focus on that now, she was just going to enjoy having him inside her, “Always eager for you baby. Please fuck me harder.” She arched her back and moaned at the feeling of him inside her.

    Ezra didn’t want this night to end prematurely, so instead of going further, he decided to pull away. Besides, Val promised that he would be able to play with toys and he wanted to see what she brought with her. “That’s enough for now.” He actually grunted as he pulled away from her warmness. “Didn’t you promise toys?” He asked with a wiggle of his brows. “Why don’t you show me what you got, baby girl?” He felt himself getting excited just by the thought, and had to force a breath in order to calm himself.

Valeria was enjoying everything Ezra was doing, but then he stopped, and she whined, “Baby….” She didn’t want him to stop, but it was up to him what he wanted to do. She pouted, “Yes there’s toys, but I wanted you first baby.” She was greedy, and she knew it. She went to get the bag, and put it on the bed, “I got vibrators, floggers, a paddle, candles, silk ties, and nipple clamps. Did I do good baby?” She bit her bottom lip.

    Ezra almost wanted to give in and just fuck Val into the mattress, but he knew that he couldn’t do that…yet. “Be a good girl and I’ll give you want you want. Now, about those toys…” His eyes followed her movements and he swore his dick jumped watching her walk across the room to retrieve her bag. “More than good. Which of these should we play with first?” He took out a nipple clamp. “What does this do?” He pretended to not know what it was use for. “You will have to show me, baby girl.”

Valeria licked her lips, and took out her toys, “I’ll be good.” She purred out, and smiled at his reaction to her toy selection, “All of them are fun, you really can’t go wrong with them.” She looked at his choice, “That’s a nipple clamp, and it has a chain attached to it.” She pinched her nipple, and got it nice and hard, and clamped it on, “Would you like to do the other one?”

    Ezra didn’t know how freaky Val was until tonight. The woman had always been vocal, but he didn’t know that she had this side to her. Not that it was a bad thing. It just meant that she was open with experimenting. “Does it not hurt?” He questioned as his gaze followed what she just did. “Yes, I would…” He sent her a smirk, placed his mouth over her free nipple and swirled his tongue over it. When it grew erect, his pulled back and carefully placed the clamp on it. “Very sexy… What else do you want to play with?”

Valeria always had a wild side to her, and she was going to share that Ezra. She trusted him enough to know that he wouldn’t judge her, and actually enjoy that side of her. She smiled at his question, “It hurts a little, but the pleasure overrides it.” She licked her lips and moaned as he put his mouth on her nipples, “Mmm….so good baby.” She picked up the flogger, “You should see how pretty my ass is nice and red.”

    The last thing Ezra wanted was for Val to be hurt, but despite having her nipples clamped, it looked like she liked the sensation. The sight made his dick jump. He took the flogger that she was holding and motioned for her to turn around. “Get on your hands and knees. Let’s see how red I can make that ass…” When she was in position, he leaned forward and whispered in her ear. “If I’m hurting you, let me know, okay?” He wanted to fulfill her desires, but there was a limit to everything.

Valeria trusted Ezra, and she knew he wouldn’t hurt her. Her entire body was on fire, and every sensation was heightened. She smiled at his command, “Happily sexy.” She winked and got on her hands and knees as he said. She looked back and smiled, “I promise it will look as good as you imagine it.” She smirked, and anxiously awaited her first hit. “I promise I’ll tell you. But for the record, my safe word is couture.”

    Ezra nodded, his lips feeling dry all of a sudden. He swiped his tongue over them before speaking again, his voice sounding a little lower than it normally was. “Couture. Got it.” After giving her cheek a kiss, he moved back a little, putting space between their bodies. His left hand grazed her ass cheeks, tenderly caressing them and once he moved it back, the flogger made contact with her right then left cheeks. “Pretty…” He muttered, liking the red that had bloomed on the spot he’d hit.

Valeria was excited and anxious about what was to come. Ezra was going to give her everything she wanted, and she couldn’t wait. She knew some people would find it weird how much she liked the pain and pleasure aspect, but it was who she was. She let out a squeal when he smacked her ass with the flogger, “Yes baby, just like that.” She smirked when he complimented her ass, it was nice, “The redder it gets, the better.”

    Ezra was a little hesitant about putting too much force as he brought down the flogger on Val’s ass. After all, he was a man, if he got too carried away, he might end up hurting her. Fortunately for him, she liked the initial slap. “You like that, huh? Let’s see if I can make your ass beet red.” Once again, he caressed the globes, allowing the sting to fade and without ceremony, he brought the flog back down to her ass cheeks. “Still liking it, baby girl?”

Valeria turned slightly and looked back at Ezra, “Yes baby, I like it a lot, so please give me more. Do it harder…please.” She sounded a bit desperate, but it was okay, she would totally beg for Ezra to pleasure her. “The redder the better baby.” She liked that he was caressing her ass, to soothe her, then he did it again, and she squealed again. “Yes, I like that baby, so much.”

    Hearing that Val liked what he was doing and wanted it hard, gave Ezra the confidence to let go a little. Besides, if he did get carried away, he was sure that she would use her safe word. “You want it harder, I’ll give you harder.” He used a lot more force on the next few and in between the flogging, he soothed the sting away with his hands. “Fuck… I didn’t know I could be so turned on spanking your ass…” His cock twitched as he listened to her moaning.

Valeria knew Ezra was not used to being like this, and she wanted him to be more comfortable about dominating her this way, and giving her the pain and pleasure aspect. She smiled when he gave into her desires, “Yes baby, harder please.” She screamed out, when she felt the flogger smack her ass, “Yes baby! So good.” She loved the sting, and then the way he soothed it, was amazing. “You can spank my ass anytime you want.”

    As much fun as he was having spanking Val, he also needed to move things along because holding back was torture on his end. “What do we have here?” He reached for a vibrator and smiled like the Cheshire cat. “Look at me, baby girl…” He waited for her to turn around to face him. Once she did, he continued. “I want you to pleasure yourself with this while I spank you. Can you do that for me? Hmm…?”

Valeria loved the sting of the flogger, but she felt Ezra stop, “Baby…” She whined, but then smiled as he pulled out the vibrator and that smile on his face, was so sexy. “I can do that for you baby, I will do anything you want me to do.” She knew it was going to be difficult, but if Ezra wanted her to do it, she was going to do it. She took the vibrator, and slid it on her clit, at a medium speed. She moaned out at the moment it touched her clit. “Ooh….baby.”

    “Good girl…” Ezra breathed deeply, needing air in his lungs to continue what he was doing. It was taking everything in him not to throw her on the bed and fuck her silly, but for now, he needed to control himself. This was not just about his pleasure. He wanted Val to feel good too. His jaw ticked at the sight before him and for a moment, he forgot what he was supposed to be doing. “Feel good, baby girl?” He asked, his voice an octave lower. When he realized that he was simply staring, he went back to flogging her.

Just hearing Ezra’s voice did something to her, and Valeria’s body shivered at the sound of him, “It feels so good baby, but it would be better if you spanked me too.” She pressed the vibrator closer to her clit, and moaned out more and more. “Baby….so good.” Her body was starting to shake, and she knew it wasn’t going to be too much longer for her. “Baby…I am going to cum, please can I cum?” She would never do it, unless he told her he could.

    Ezra was mesmerized by the sight. How often could a guy actually say that he got to do this to a woman? Not very often he would venture to guess, and yet here he was flogging Val while she pleasured herself with a vibrator. It almost felt too good to be true. When she told him that she was close, he couldn’t bring himself to tell her to wait. He was too turned on. “Cum for me, baby girl. Let me see you squirt.” He urged her and continued to slap her ass with the flogger.

Valeria was struggling with holding on, but with each smack, she got closer and closer. Finally Ezra gave her permission to cum, and she came so hard, even squirting just like he told her to. “EZRA!” She screamed out, but she refused to move the vibrator, until he told her too. “Baby….I really need you to fuck me, I am so wet and horny for you.” She looked back at him, so he could see her pleading eyes.

    Ezra almost lost his shit when Val came. It was the most erotic sight he’d ever witness by far–for now at least, he probably would be witnessing more if he hung around with her more often, which he planned on doing. One would think that she would have had enough after she came, but not Val. She wanted him to fuck her and she hadn’t even moved her vibrator away from her clit. “I definitely will fuck you…” Placing the flogger down, he replaced the condom that he’d been wearing and entered her swiftly. “Fuck… You feel good. Keep that vibrator where it is. You hear me?” With that, he began to move, thrusting into her rapidly.

Valeria could no longer hold up on her own, because, she had just cum so hard. Ezra had her squirting, and as spent as she was, she wanted more of him. He just did something to her, and made her feel alive again. “Thank you baby, I need to feel you inside of me.” She nodded as he told her not to move the vibrator, “Okay baby.” She was anticipating him getting inside her and when he did, she screamed out, “Fuck baby!” She arched her back and the feeling of him slamming inside her, and with the vibrator still on her clit, he had her screaming like a banshee. “So good baby, please more. You are so fucking sexy Ez.”Valeria could no longer hold up on her own, because, she had just cum so hard. Ezra had her squirting, and as spent as she was, she wanted more of him. He just did something to her, and made her feel alive again. “Thank you baby, I need to feel you inside of me.” She nodded as he told her not to move the vibrator, “Okay baby.” She was anticipating him getting inside her and when he did, she screamed out, “Fuck baby!” She arched her back and the feeling of him slamming inside her, and with the vibrator still on her clit, he had her screaming like a banshee. “So good baby, please more. You are so fucking sexy Ez.”

    The things that was coming out of Val’s mouth was driving him crazy. Who would have thought such a small woman could have such a dirty mouth. It turned him on however and the more he heard her screaming for him, the harder his thrusts became. “You want more? I can give you more, so much more.” He fucked her like a man possessed. Taking the vibrator from her, he increased the speed to maximum before placing it back into her hand to press on her clit and saying, “That’s so much better, isn’t it? Remember, baby girl. You can’t cum until I tell you to.”

Valeria didn’t know where this was all coming from, she didn’t know if she was this vocal and alive with Emmet. It was something about Ezra that made her feel needy, and wanted him more and more. Her body was on fire, and she couldn’t get enough of him. She moaned out, “Yes baby, please give me more!” She was so desperate for Ezra, she should be embarrassed by it, but she wasn’t.“ She moaned out at the feeling of him, speeding up his pace. “Fuck! Baby…so good.” She loved it when he would manhandle her like that. She screamed out as he put the vibrator back on her clit at full speed, and slammed inside her, “So good baby, yes so much better. I’m going to cum so hard when you tell me too.”

    “Good girl…” Ezra cooed, liking that Val wasn’t going to cum until he allowed it. “If you wait, I’ll make it worth your while.” He added before began thrusting into her again. Waiting wasn’t exactly a bad thing. If you held on long enough, the intensity of your orgasm would triple. He kept on fucking her with hard fast strokes until he felt his end edging in. “You can let go now, baby girl…” He groaned, waiting for her to cum before he could let go.

Valeria felt so good, but she was trying not to cum before Ezra told her too, but it was getting harder and harder by the second. “I’ll try baby….but you feel so good.” She was holding the vibrator tight on her clit, and she moaned out very raucous like. Finally, he told her what she was waiting on, and without hesitation, she screamed out as she came so hard. She was squirting all over his cock, and the vibrator. “Fuck baby!” She screamed out as her body shook wildly.

    The moment he felt her walls clenching around his dick, he let out a guttural growl–at least that was what he heard–and let go. “Fuck! Val!” Every part of his body felt weak and he found himself lying on the bed with Val in his arms moments later. “Playing with toys is fun, but we haven’t make use of all of them yet. We’ll have to do that later. For now, I need a break. I’m sure your ass could use one too.” He laughed as he gently rubbed the tender skin of her ass.

Valeria was truly spent after her release, and all she could do was collapse on the bed. Her body was doing aftershocks, and she couldn’t hardly catch her breath. Feeling and hearing Ezra letting go, was so amazing, and it let her know that he was also satisfied. That was all she ever wanted, and was glad to see how good Ezra felt. She rested against him when he laid down, “It is fun, but we have plenty of time to play with all my toys.” She giggled, then yawned, “Yeah, I could use a break as well, you wore me out baby.” She smiled.

    After the long day he’d had at the office, coupled with his extra curricular activities. Ezra found himself beyond exhausted. He laid on the bed with Val in his arms, contented for once in his life. He didn’t feel like he needed to find anyone else. She was more than enough for him. It should have shocked him to come to the realization, oddly enough, it didn’t. It just felt right somehow. It might be the reason why she’d invited him over to his house here instead of telling her to meet him at his apartment. “We definitely do.” He said, kissing her on the forehead. “Let’s sleep now, baby girl. We’re both exhausted.” He fell asleep not too long after that with the tiny woman who had captured his heart safely snuggling up in his arms.

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LGBTQIA+ Historical Romances for Valentine’s Day

Rainbow Bouquet: an anthology from Manifold Press (Released on 2/14/19)

- Authors featured are Harry Robertson, Edward Ahern, Victoria Zammit, Erin Horáková, Cheryl Morgan, Sarah Ash, Kathleen Jowitt, Sean Robinson, Garrick Jones and MJ Logue, and the settings vary from a mediaeval monastery to the 'final frontier', give or take the odd supernatural realm along the way. Stories of love in the past, present and future - all as fascinating in their variety as love itself.

The Auspicious Troubles of Chance by Charlie Cochet (An MC named Valentine is cheating, but…)

- The Auspicious Troubles of Love: Book One Chance Irving is a young man with a gift for getting into trouble—not surprising, as trouble is all he’s ever known. After losing everything he held dear one fateful night, he decides to leave New York and his past behind, and joins the French Foreign Legion. But even in Algiers, Chance can’t seem to shake his old ways, and he ends up being transferred to a unit made up of misfits and rabble-rousers like him—a unit he finds just in time to be captured and thrown into a cell with his new commandant, Jacky Valentine. A highly respected commandant with a soft spot for hard luck cases, Jacky is the kind of guy who would go to war for you, and the three equally troubled youths from his unit he’s more or less adopted feel the same way about him. Suddenly Chance starts to think that his life doesn’t have to be as desolate and barren as the wastelands around him. But even after their escape, with the promise of a future with Jacky to buoy his spirits, or maybe because of it, Chance can’t stop making mistakes. He disobeys orders, lashes out at the boys in Jacky’s care, and blazes a trail of self-destruction across the desert—until someone makes him realize he’s hurting more than just himself. A Timeless Dreams title: While reaction to same-sex relationships throughout time and across cultures has not always been positive, these stories celebrate M/M love in a manner that may address, minimize, or ignore historical stigma.

Will and the Valentine Saint by Summer Devon and Bonnie Dee (Victorian Holiday Hearts Book 2) (This is possibly the sweetest story in the series, though they are all charming.)

- A Valentine bonbon from Devon/Dee. Will Andrews wishes to escape the craziness of his bohemian family and create some order in his life. Hiding his eccentric theater background and presenting false letters of recommendation, he interviews for a position at a legal aid society. The last thing he expects is to fall hard for his genteel employer, Hugh St. John. When Hugh needs a secretary, one magnetic candidate draws him. Will Andrews shares his vision for the Society and is also the most attractive man he’s ever met. But Hugh has never even kissed a man and would never throw himself at an employee. As the pair plans a Valentine charity dinner, they grow ever closer to surrendering to Cupid’s arrow. But when Will’s false credentials and true background are revealed, can Hugh forgive his lies and omissions? Can fragile romance blossom into true love after trust is broken?

Aunt Adeline’s Bequest by Amy Durreson (Part of the A Valentine Rainbow series)

- One snowy evening, wounded WWI veteran Jasper Pritchard arrives at Valentine Nugent’s sweet shop with an unusual request. Jasper’s deceased great-aunt has left him a fortune, along with a box of indiscreet letters she wants returned to the writer, and the only clue is a tin sold in Valentine’s shop over twenty years ago. As they search the shop’s records and uncover a love story from long ago, they find far more than the answer to the mystery. A part of the “A Valentine Rainbow” set of 14 holiday stories.

How to Talk to Nice English Girls by Gretchen Evans (Releases on 2/14/19)(f/f!)

- In the aftermath of The Great War, everything is changing. But not for Marian Fielding. Marian’s life is quiet and predictable in the solitude of the English countryside, where she plans to remain and care for her parents. But Marian’s world is turned upside down when she meets brash, confident Katherine Fuller. Katherine arrives at the Fieldings’ estate for the wedding of Marian’s sister and immediately shakes things up. Instead of keeping an eye on the ill-mannered American girl and keeping her out of trouble, Marian finds herself magnetically drawn to Katherine’s vivacious nature, and they are swept into a whirlwind romance that will change both of their lives. But will Katherine’s unconventional behavior ruin their chance at happiness? Can Marian leave her old life behind? Will two women from different worlds find a way to be together against all odds and expectations?

The Princess’s Valentine by KT Grant (Pirates of Flaundia #2.5) (f/f!)

- Daisy and her ex-pirate wife of one year have created a wonderful life together on an island paradise, after many years of separation and heartache. Daisy worries that Chelsey has become bored and misses her life on the open seas. When she catches Chelsey in the arms of another, she runs away with a broken heart. Chelsey made the mistake of trusting an unscrupulous individual who ended up playing a cruel joke on her. Now she must regain Daisy’s trust before their relationship is ruined forever. She uses abduction and seduction to claim her princess’s heart and soul again.

Eidolon by Jordan L Hawk (Whyborne & Griffin 1.5)

- Griffin Flaherty wants nothing more than to create a perfect Valentine’s Day for his lover, Dr. Percival Endicott Whyborne. Dinner at a fancy restaurant, an evening at the theater, and a romantic interlude at home should do the trick. But a new client with an urgent case puts Griffin’s plans in jeopardy. A magic talisman has been stolen, and if it isn’t returned by sundown, it may unleash disaster not only on the thief but the innocents around him. Can Whyborne and Griffin track down the thief and return the amulet by nightfall, or will dinner reservations become the least of their worries?

In Trouble with Angels by Felicity Ivey (Part of the A Valentine Rainbow series)

- With the increasing commercialization of Valentine’s Day in the 1950s, the Pagan deities of Love, led by Eros, gather to make sure everything runs smoothly. Shy, quiet angel Shateiel offers help, and Eros is quite taken with the cute angel, though he keeps his lust to himself. When the higher-level angels discover Shateiel’s little rebellious streak and how he’s been spending his time, they intervene to keep him from falling from grace. Now, Eros may wish he’d admitted his feeling before it was too late.

Paper Valentine - by AJ Llewellyn

- London, 1840. At the height of Victorian hypocrisy, two men meet and fall in love. Their romance is forbidden, punishable even by death, but their passion blossoms thanks to a paper Valentine.Saint Valentine s Day has become a new and very popular day for lovers. Thousands of Londonites are clamouring for the ideal romantic gift. While men buy chocolate and posies, they yearn for something more unusual, more personal. Enterprising brothers Aldon and Samuel Barnaby hit upon the idea of paper Valentines, creating lavish presentations decorated with silk, lace, and paper flowers.Aldon is fortunate to have his perfect valentine going to his expectant wife, Geneve, but Samuel still longs for his own true love, pouring his heart and soul into his beautiful creations. Samuel s romantic verses inside his paper Valentines are in huge demand, yet not a single local girl can lay claim to his heart because his passion lies not in a woman, but another man Jude, a handsome but shy widower.Jude’s heart, haunted by grief, hasn’t been ready to consider marriage again. But slowly, through his inclusion in the Barnaby family’s lives…and his frequent excursions to stop and stare at the Barnabys shop window…he begins to wonder in what direction his future lies.Can Samuel possibly allow his heart to explore love with another man? Could Jude ever love him in return? He sends Jude an exquisite, anonymous paper Valentine, not suspecting that his entire world is about to be turned upside down.

Rooks and Romanticide by J I Radke (Turning Valentine’s Day theme upside down with this one!)

- In an alternate world, Romeo and Juliet are gunslingers. Verona gives way to a steampunk Victorian London. The victims of turf wars are dumped in an alley they call Lovers’ Lane, and the moment the son of his family’s enemy touches his face, Cain’s revenge is poisoned by love. Fate would have it no other way.

Levi Ruslaniv is the heir to the Ruslaniv family gang, but ridiculous ancient feuds do not interest him. Cain Dietrich’s vengeful hatred for the Ruslaniv family is rooted deep, since he believes the Ruslanivs arranged for the murder of his parents. But his encounter with Levi pierces him deeper than hatred ever could.

With bullets and blazes of glory, schemes, spies, and pack mentalities, loyalty runs as deep in the veins as passion or revenge, and there is only one way to end the fighting. From the start it was inevitable—a bloodstained fate for children with bloodstained hands, and the streets of New London will never be the same.

Madcap Masquerade by Persephone Roth (The MC is Valentine, but this is such a sweet read, I had to include it on this list. Val is naive is some ways, but has a lot to teach too, in this May/December staple of the genre.)

- The Randwick family is as noble as any but lives in greatly reduced circumstances. When Loel Woodbine, Duke of Marche and heir to three fortunes, makes an offer for Miss Valeria Randwick’s hand, it seems like a godsend, but the young lady has already promised her heart to another—and a commoner, at that.Desperate to avoid the marriage, Valeria concocts a wild scheme that depends upon the good graces of her monastery-raised brother, Valentine. When the prospective groom sees through the ruse, he surprises Valentine by agreeing to cooperate. But can Marche and Valentine fool London society while dealing with an accusation of murder and the distracting fascination between them?

A Timeless Dreams title: While reaction to same-sex relationships throughout time and across cultures has not always been positive, these stories celebrate M/M love in a manner that may address, minimize, or ignore historical stigma.

The Winter Triangle by Nikki Woolfolk (Novella prequel to Sweet & Steamy series)(f/f)(POC MC)(Wonderful piece, with some comedy and flirting, as well as a dose of intrigue in an alt steampunk version of Victorian WV.)

- In the town of Stubborn, West Virginia, 1880, happily single Cassandra Holloway has decided to come out to her father, Walter, on the eve of Valentine’s Day. Before she can reveal being a woman of “two-spirits” her well-intentioned, but offspring obsessed father has set her up on another blind date with someone named Morgan. When Cassandra attempts to cancel the date she is faced with a first. She must choose between a beautiful, deaf Astronomy Professor at the local University or the Professors’ handsome sign-language interpreter— both named Morgan. With a comedy filled evening that Cassandra’s cupid playing father could not have planned, she must make a choice as the sun rises on Valentine’s Day. Which Morgan will be her Valentine?