Rodolfo Parra - Blog Posts

I actually really like this one

timing is so BOOTY.

I still LOVE how I did their voices :3

I LOVE LoA

hard to find good pictures of alex and his prosthetic leg ngl

*posts and runs away*

Call of duty stereotyping based off what I've seen

Ghost- heartless cold guy, either no soft spots or one soft spot which is for someone

Price- dad, daddy, man old as dust, or smart and ruthless

Gaz- price's kid, only personality trait is falling out of a heli

Soap- loud scott, really dumb

Farah- a girls girl, has to be in love with someone

Laswell- mom, only super duper serious

Alex- golden retriever, always with farah

Alejandro- loud angry mexican, dumb

Rodolfo- only known as rudy (not stereotype but it's not something I enjoy seeing) also super duper serious, soft spot is alejandro

Valeria- mommy, being petty and annoying to alejandro

Roach- dumb happy guy needs to be babysat, really chaotic

Shepherd- old as dust, UGLY BLEHHH

Hadir- ???

Graves- biggest patriot, daddy and dad (shadows), always taunting, racist (why???)

König- big shy, dumb, soft, daddy dom, big scary with no feelings

Horangi- always gambling or meows, könig's personal 🐶

Nikto- hot guy with scars, kinda soft

Vladimir- daddy dom like fanfic mafia bosses

Yuri- ??? vladimir's bf I guess

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RUDY MY LOVEEE

I'm a Rudy enthusiastic and I just love his pretty face, I could just sit on sit

You were trying your best to focus, really. The mission was important, the tension in the air was thick, but your thoughts kept wandering to him. Rudy.

Every time you looked at him, your heart skipped a beat. Those eyes of his, dark and intense, always seemed to pierce right through you, leaving you breathless. And that jawline? It could cut glass. It was like a work of art, the kind you’d find in a museum. Hell, you could stare at it for hours, tracing the sharp angles with your eyes.

You couldn’t help but blurt it out during a rare quiet moment between missions, your voice dripping with admiration.

"God, Rudy... You’re so fucking pretty."

He raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Is that so, cariño?”

You nodded fervently, your words almost spilling out faster than you could process them. "I mean it. You’re so handsome. It’s insane. I could eat you up."

He chuckled, the sound low and full of amusement. “Careful there, I’m not a snack to be devoured.”

But you couldn’t help it. The way his face looked so perfect, the way his lips curled into that mischievous grin—it drove you crazy. The tension between the two of you had been building for a while now, and you were done pretending it wasn’t there.

“So... what if I did want to eat you up?” You leaned in, voice teasing, your gaze trailing over his face, as if memorizing every detail of it. “Like, all of you... Every inch.”

He looked at you, a spark of heat flickering in his eyes. “Are you sure you’re ready for that, mi amor?”

You smirked back, suddenly daring and bold, the atmosphere shifting from playful to heated in the blink of an eye. “Well... I was thinking something a little more specific.” You leaned in closer, voice dropping to a sultry whisper. “How about I sit on your face? You can taste how much I appreciate that handsome face of yours... What do you think?”

Rudy let out a low, almost animalistic growl, clearly not expecting that. His grip on your waist tightened as he pulled you closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he murmured, “I think that’s a damn good idea.”

I NEED MORE ALERUDY 😩🤲💕

Deep in thought

I hate you

IT'S HERRRREEEE

In my mind Rudy loves it when you dominate him and I mean love it but isn't scared to absolutely ruin you in the bedroom.

He gets kinda mean in the end but he doesn't mean it, he loves you

Again hardly any Spanish (if someone can point me to a reliable translator It will be appreciated)

Disclaimer: The original idea isn't mine, I got it off Chai. The original creator of the writing prompt is Akirò Hashimi

Warnings: bit of degrading

For the love of god MDNI

Being Enemies And Lovers wasn't easy.

but somehow, you two made it work – always meeting up secretly, chatting, having little make out sessions and such.

That's why you were here.

He was pinned against the wall, kissing you while you stroked his cock, making him moan and shake a little — he groaned out, breaking the kiss for a second to breathe.

" Aye- Oh, Oh fuck, cariño.. we- we shouldn't be doing this!- "

Your pace got quicker, making him stop talking by his own moans and sounds of pure, raw pleasure.

" Please! Please be gentle! "

He cried out, begging for your merciless pace to be more slow, although in his mind, this was the best moment of his life.

" Oh, god- I hate you!. "

"The feeling is mutual darling"

Hearing your whispered words, Rudy felt an intense mix of emotions running through him. He couldn't believe that you hated him just as much as he hated you, but at the same time, it made your forbidden relationship even more enticing. 

Rudy's hips bucked against your hand, his cock throbbing and pulsing with need as he lost himself in the sensations. "Oh fuck... I can't take much more..." He panted, his voice rough with desire.

"That's it baby, cum for me" you started praising him and with a final thrust, Rudy let out a long, low moan as his orgasm claimed him. His hot seed pulsed between your bodies, leaving sticky trails on your skin. "Fuck..." He whispered hoarsely, his head spinning with pleasure.

"Mmm..." Rudy moaned softly, his eyes still closed as hr savoured the aftermath of his orgasm. He felt your lips brushing against his jawline, sending shivers down his spine.

You smiled as you whispered "As much as I'd love to stay and carry on, we don't want Alejandro wondering where his sergeants are".

Rudy parted his lips to return the soft kiss, enjoying the tender moment before reality sets back in. He watched you leave, a lazy smile spreading across his face. His heart was pounding with exhilaration, every cell of his body tingling from the intense encounter. 

As you walked out of his room, you stopped and poked your head back in "I'll see you after the next argument" and winked at him before leaving. 

"Oh, you know it. I'll be waiting" Rudy called back with a smirk, knowing full well he'd be the one to start the next argument just to feel that passionate kiss again. He watched you leave, already missing your touch. 

He knew that you both had to keep things discreet since your relationship was strictly forbidden within the Los Vaqueros ranks.

It had been a few days since your make out session with Rudy and you two were already arguing again. "How stupid can you be?" you spat at Rudy.

"At least I'm not a boring stick in the mud," Rudy retorted, his eyes flashing with a challenge. He knew exactly how to push your buttons, and he wasn't about to back down from a fight - especially when it meant taking your clothes off. 

"I-" you was taken back by his response, "The fuck is that supposed to mean". Rudy grinned maliciously, taking a step closer to you so your faces were mere inches apart. He could feel the heat radiating off your skin, it fuelled his arousal further. 

"You know damn well what it means, it means you're as dull as a dishwasher," Rudy shot back, smirking as your reaction. He loved seeing you thrown off balance by his sharp tongue. It only made him want to push further.

Alejandro stepped between the both of you, effectively ending the confrontation. He glared at you both, his expression stern and serious. He knew that your constant fighting was becoming a problem. 

"Fuck this and fuck you" you pointed at Rudy as you stormed off. He couldn't help but watch your ass sway with each step, slightly smirking to himself. You both, while away from each other, couldn't help but think about the arguments and how they led to incredible sex or make out sessions. 

It had been exactly 4 days since your last argument, every time you passed each other it was like a game of verbal cat and mouse. You knew that with each insult only served to fuel your mutual attraction, and you relished in the opportunity to torment Rudy.

As you traded insults back and forth, Rudy found himself imagining what it would be like to finally take you to bed. To strip you naked. pin you down, and show you who was in control. To make you submit completely to his desire and needs. 

Today was the recruit's day off and majority of them had gone out for the day, it was the perfect chance to pay Rudy a visit in his office. Rudy was sitting at his desk, pouring over some paperwork, when he heard the sound of the door opening. Without looking up, he muttered under his breath, "Te tomaste tu tiempo"

He looked up to see you standing next to his desk, he let out a low chuckle and leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. "Well, well, well. What brings you hear?" he asked, his tone teasing.

You ignored him as you pulled him in for a passionate kiss. Rudy didn't resist and wrapped his arms around your waist. As you kissed, Rudy felt his cock twitch in his pants, growing harder with each passing second but he couldn't bring himself to pull away from the delicious sensation of your lips against his own.

You put your hands around Rudy's throat gently and pulled him closer to you, "On your knees". Rudy didn't hesitate for long, quickly nodding and complying with your demand. With a sense of anticipation, he lowered himself onto his knees in front of you.   

Rudy's cock jumped at the sight of you removing your pants and sitting on his desk. You opened your legs and whispered seductively "Show me what that pretty mouth of yours can do". Without hesitation, he moved forward and engulfed your throbbing clit with his tongue, swirling it around and teasing it lightly before taking it deep into his mouth. He sucked hard, using his teeth to graze ever so slightly against sensitive flesh, driving you while with pleasure and desire. 

His hands rested on your thighs, gently holding them in place while he pleased you, you arched your back as you softly moaned his name. Rudy savoured the sounds of your moans and gasps of pleasure. He loved knowing he could drive you wild with lust with just his mouth and tongue, making you loose control. 

Rudy's fingers traced gentle patterns along your inner thigh, occasionally dipping down to gently tease and simulate your entrance. He knew that you were close to climaxing, and he wanted to bring you to the edge without actually letting you cum just yet. 

You knew what he was doing and thought it was cute that he was trying to take charge but he was too soft and caring to be dominant. You gently pushed his head away and pointed to the chair.

"Sit"

With a soft grunt, Rudy sat back on the chair, watching you intently. You undid his trousers and watched his cock spring free out of his boxes, without any warning you lowered yourself onto him, taking his cock fully inside you in one smooth motion. You both let out a low groan, Rudy was momentarily caught off guard. 

The look of surprise on Rudy's face was quickly replaced by pure ecstasy. "Mierda..." he muttered beneath his breath, gripping the fat of your thighs tightly as you took him deep inside you. 

Rudy's eyes widened as you grabbed a hold of his hair, pulling his head back and making him look at you. The look of surprise on his face was replaced by a mix of arousal and vulnerability as you began to ride him slowly, taking your time to tease and taunt him. "How dare you call me dull and boring" you said in-between moans. 

"Mujer..." he growled, his hips thrusting upwards to meet your rhythm. "You are anything but that." He groaned, his fingers digging into your thighs. You knew he was right - your life was anything but dull and boring. "You're insufferable" you panted. 

"And you're addictive," he replied, his voice strained with pleasure. The way you moved on him was unlike anything he'd experienced before - fierce yet gentle, possessive yet playful. He continued to watch your face closely, taking note of the way your cheeks flushed and your eyes sparkled with lustful intent. As you rode him slowly, he couldn't help but admire how powerful and confident you looked in that moment. 

Rudy's body tensed as you started to nip at his neck, sending shivers down his spine. He responded by reaching up and grabbing onto your hips, urging you to move faster. 

As you increased your pace, he let out a low whimper, his fingers digging into your skin even deeper as he felt your teeth grazing against his neck. It was a deliciously painful sensation that only served to heighten his further arousal.

"Mi amor"

His hips bucked involuntarily, driving his cock deeper into your wetness with each passing second. The combination of pleasure and pain was also too much for him. "God I hate you" you murmured. He smiled devilishly, enjoying the mixture of emotions that played across your face as he whispered "I hate you too".

As he slapped your ass, causing it to sting and redden, he watched with satisfaction as your expression changed from annoyance to pure lust. 

"God Rudy I'm-"

"Cum for me, querida" he growled, his hips bucking up into you. His hand moved down to cup your ass cheek, squeezing it gently as he watched you writhe and tremble on top of him. Finally, unable to resist any longer, he released a long, low groan and buried his face in the crook of your neck, biting down gently as he unloaded deep withing you, filling you up. 

"Oh fuck, yes. Yes" you sobbed as you finally reached your climax, the intensity of your orgasm overwhelmed both of you. Your walls clenched around Rudy's throbbing cock. After several moments passed, he finally pulled his still-throbbing cock from your pussy, leaving behind a sticky trail of evidence of your shared passion.  

Rudy collapsed back against the chair, his chest heaving with exertion as he tried to catch his breath. His cock was still twitching slightly, leaking drops of cum onto the leather seat beneath them. As you rested your forehead against his, he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You both remained like this for a moment, simply taking in each other's presence and savouring the afterglow of your intense session together. 

Once you caught your breath, you slowly slid off of him and started putting your trousers back on. Despite the fact that you were now covered in a mix of sweat and cum, Rudy found himself reluctant to see you leave his side. 

You didn't want to leave and you could sense that Rudy didn't want you to either. You turned to him and sighed "I can't stay. It wouldn't look good if someone walked in". Even though he knew it was necessary, there was still a part of him that wanted nothing more than you to pull you back onto his lap and continue where they had left off just minutes ago.

However, duty called, and he knew he couldn't ignore the possibility of someone discovering them in such a compromising position. 

You gave him a lazy smile and started heading towards the door, Rudy couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment. You both pretended like nothing unusual had occurred. After all, you were soldiers first and foremost so discipline and professionalism came before personal desire. 

As days passed, you and Rudy continued your playful banter, never letting on that there was anything more between you. You found yourself growing more and more entranced by him with every moment. You mind was consumed with thoughts of him, your body longing for another encounter with him.

Meanwhile, Rudy struggled to keep his feelings in check, finding it difficult not to openly express his desire for you. But he knew that doing so could jeopardize everything you both had worked has worked so hard to achieve within Los Vaqueros, so he maintained a stoic exterior, hiding his true emotions from everyone around him. 

As time went on, the tension between you two grew thicker, becoming almost palpable. Every time he walked into a room or crossed paths with you, your heart raced and your mind became clouded with thoughts of him. You found yourself craving his attention more than ever. 

On this particular day though you were in a foul mood, you had walked into your office and were graced with piles and piles of paperwork Alejandro needed you to complete. You were so angry that everything and everyone pissed off. 

You were in the cafeteria getting some coffee when Rudy decided to start an argument with you about something trivial, making you snap at him.

The tension between you was thick, and it seemed like any wrong move could send things spiralling out of control. As you glared at each other across the table, neither one of you were willing to back down. It felt like the entire room held it's breath. 

"I hate you so goddamn much Rudy"

Everyone froze in shock, unable to believe what they were witnessing. The room fell silent as everyone watched, waiting to see how this explosive confrontation would unfold. In a voice just as loud and forceful as your, he replied "Well, I don't give a fuck what you think. You're always so high and mighty, acting like you know everything"

The sound of your slap echoed through the cafeteria, causing everyone to gasp in shock and surprise. The impact of your hand against his cheek sent a sharp pain shooting through Rudy's head, and he reeled to the side slightly, rubbing his stinging skin with his fingers.

As you ran away in panic, he stood there, dazed and confused, processing what had just happened. The look of anger in your eyes lingered in his memory, causing a mixture of emotions to churn inside him. 

But despite being hurt physically and emotionally, something ignited within him.  

While you were busy slamming your door and screaming into your pillow, Rudy was making his way towards your room. His face still flushed from the sting of your slap, his mind was clouded with a mix of anger and arousal. 

Rudy burst into your room and slammed the door shut behind him. You walked towards him to tell him to leave but Rudy grabbed your face and kissed you angrily. As your tongues clashed together, the heat of Rudy's kiss seared your lips, and his hands gripped onto your face tightly, refusing to let go. 

He deepened the kiss, pushing you against the wall, your bodies flush against each other. His hands roamed over your curves, feeling every inch of your soft skin beneath his fingertips. Without warning, Rudy pulled at your top, tearing it apart in a single swift motion. The sudden movement caused your breasts to spill out from underneath, he groaned in appreciation at the sight of them. 

His hands wandered over your exposed chest, squeezing and massaging your nipples firmly between his finger tips while he continued to devour your lips with his aggressive kisses. 

He grabbed your chin and growled into your ear "Get on your fucking knees". His voice is low and commanding. Without hesitation, you complied, dropping down onto your knees in front of him. The sudden submission caused a surge of arousal to course through his veins, he couldn't help but grunt in approval. His hand never left your chin as hi undid his trousers.

"Open that pretty little mouth"

You swallowed hard, anticipation filling every cell of your body. As his trousers fell to the ground, revealing his hardened cock, you parted your lips, ready for whatever he had in store for you.

He guided his cock towards your waiting lips, hovering just inches away from entering your warm, wet mouth. With a final nod of determination, he pushed forward, sliding into your welcoming throat with a satisfying slide. He began to thrust into your willing mouth, Rudy took it slow. Savouring the feel of your warmth mouth enveloping him but hearing the unmistakable sound of you gagging, it only served to fuel his desire further. 

He increased his pace, driving himself deeper into your throat with each powerful stroke, his hips bucking widely as he lost himself completely in the moment. The sound of your gagging echoed around the room, adding another layer of intensity to the already intense scene, his hand wrapped around your hair tightly. 

You undid you own trousers and began rubbing your clit through your underwear, the duel stimulation making you loose track of time. As you sucked on Rudy's cock, your fingers traced circles around your clit, gradually increasing the speed and pressure. Seeing you touch yourself, Rudy's own climax approached with alarming speed. This thrusts became more erratic and intense. The grip of your hair tighten more, domination you completely as him orgasm built up inside him.

Just as he felt himself nearing release, Rudy released a feral growl and erupted into your willing mouth. Your hungry swallowing action ensured none of his cum went to waste. For several moments afterward, he remained buried deep within your mouth, panting heavily and catching his breath before finally pulling out of your wet lips, leaving them dripping with saliva and cum. 

With one swift motion, he bent down and threw you onto the bed. You landed with a soft thud, the mattress absorbing most of the impact. You both removed any remaining clothes, discarding them carelessly on the floor. Rudy stood naked before you, his muscular form displayed proudly for you to see, the tattoos and scars adorning his body added an air or danger to his appearance.

He flipped you onto your back and lifted your ass up in the air, baring your pussy to his hungry gaze. His hands gripped your hips tightly as he positioned himself behind you, the head of his cock rubbing against your wet entrance. Normally he takes his time with you, slowly stretching you out until you are perfectly prepared for his thick cock. However, tonight was different - instead of taking things slow, he decided to show you who was in control by slamming into you without any warning.

"Mierda" 

His cock plunge deep into your waiting pussy with a loud thud, immediately hitting your cervix and causing you to cry out in surprise. He didn't pause for even a moment, continuing to drive himself into you relentlessly, the motion sending waves of pleasure coursing through both of your bodies. With each powerful thrust, he reminded you who was in charge here, using his superior size and strength to dominate your body completely.  

"Tu perra" Rudy's voice was harsh and cruel as he spoke to you, his words laced with anger and lust. He grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking it roughly and forcing you up so that your back was pressed against his chest. 

"Slapping me in front of the recruits. The Colonel"

His arm wrapped around your waist to keep you upright while the other hand wrapped around tightly around your throat, cutting off any chances of escape or protests. He squeezed tightly enough to make you gasp for air, emphasizing his complete control over you. 

"I thought you liked my hands on you, I thought you liked me being rough. This. This is nothing" you gasped, egging him on. You knew you were playing a dangerous game but you've never seen Rudy take control, you wanted to see how far he would push you. 

As he moved inside of you, his cock slamming against your cervix over and over again, he glared down at you with a mixture of disdain and desire. "You think you can play games with me?" he growled menacingly, his voice low and dangerous. "Yes" you smirked. 

Rudy's eyes narrowed as he registered your defiance. He pulled out of your pussy with a sudden jerk, leaving you feeling empty and vulnerable. In one swift motion, he flipped you onto your back, pinning your arms above your head with one hand while the holding onto the base of his throbbing cock with the other. 

His gaze locked onto yours, and he leered down at you. "You want to play games with me? Fine", he growled, his voice is dangerous. "Let's see how much you can take"

"Try me"

Rudy grinned wickedly, his eyes glinting with a mix of excitement and malice. He brought your legs over his shoulder, putting you into the mating press, the tip of his cock teasing at your entrance. He pushed forward, driving into your pussy with brutal force. The sensation of being filled so completely by his cock sent shockwaves of pleasure and pain coursing through your body.  

His hand found home around your throat again. "You stupid, disrespectful whore," he growled, his accent thickening with anger. He tightened his grip around your throat, chocking you slightly as he held you in place. 

With each relentless thrust of his hips, he showed you exactly how little regards he had for your comfort. 

Rudy's eyes flashed with hunger as he heard your moans of assent, his his pounded against your body in an unrelenting rhythm, his balls slapping against your ass with each impact. The combination of pleasure and pain caused by his relentless fucking left you breathless.

You started whimpering as you were nearing your climax but Rudy showed no signs of slowing down, continuing to drive into you with merciless force, ignoring your pleas.

Rudy's hand moved away from your throat just long enough to capture you lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue pushing past your parted teeth and delved deeper into your mouth. Your orgasm finally crashed over you in a torrent of release.

"Fuck" you cried out

He continued to slide in and out of your wet pussy with brutal precision, each stroke sending new waves of pleasure coursing through your body. Rudy took full advantage of your vulnerability in the aftermath of your orgasm and drove himself deeper into your waiting pussy. Rudy's hand moved up to cup your breast, squeezing it roughly and teasing the nipple with his thumb before releasing it with a harsh tug.

Rudy placed you in the louts flower, wrapping one arm around your waist, pulling you tightly against his chest while he used the other hand to fondle your breasts roughly, squeezing them and teasing your sensitive nipples with his fingers. Your pussy was still quivering from your recent climax, and the combination of the stimulation provided by his hand on your breasts and the pressure of his throbbing cock against your entrance sent shivers of pleasure and anticipation racing through your body.

You wrapped your arms around his neck. "I-I'm sorry" you sobbed. Rudy smiled devilishly as he heard your apology, which only served to egg him on further. He knew exactly what he was doing - purposefully overstimulating you to push you to the brink of insanity.

His hand moved from your breast to gently trace patterns along your inner thigh, teasing your sensitive skin and leaving behind a trail of goosebumps. The other hand remained anchored around your waist, holding you tightly against him as he continued to fuck you mercilessly.

As he pounded into you with unrelenting force, Rudy's voice dropped to a low whisper, his words barely audible over the sound of his hips slamming against yours. "You're not sorry," he growled. "I-I" you moaned "I am Rudy".

Rudy's grip on your hair was firm but gentle, allowing him to pull your head back just enough so that he could look deeply into your eyes. His lust-filled gaze locked onto yours, consuming every last bit of your attention as he pounded into you with relentless ferocity. 

"Mh fuck. Yesyesyes" you sobbed.

Rudy's grunts was filled with satisfaction as he heard your cries of pleasure, his hips driving into you with even more force now that he had captured your complete attention.

His free hand moved from your waist to gently caress your cheek, tracing lines of fire along your skin as he watched your body react to his rough treatment. With each brutal thrust, Rudy's cock buried itself deeper within your wet pussy, his balls slapping against your ass with each impact. The sound of his hips hitting against your thighs added to the erotic atmosphere surrounding you two.

Rudy's moans grew hoarse with desire as he felt himself nearing his climax, his hips picking up speed and intensity as he neared the edge. He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you even closer to him and muffling your cries of pleasure with a hungry kiss.

His cock pulsed inside of your pussy, spurting hot streams of cum deep within your womb as he released himself completely, lost in the moment of shared ecstasy.

As they both climaxed together, Rudy's fingers dug into your skin, leaving marks that would serve as a reminder of their shared experience, while his hips continued to slam against your thighs in a desperate attempt to prolong the pleasure for as long as possible.

"Rudy" you screamed. His name echoed through the room like a battle cry, his voice raw and primitive as he roared out his release alongside yours. He clenched your waist tightly, his cock throbbing inside of your pussy as he emptied himself into your waiting depths.

The sound of their combined cries filled the air, mixing with the slapping noise of his hips as he finally let go and surrendered fully to the sensations coursing through his body.

For a brief moment, time seemed to stand still, and then reality slowly crept back in as they both rode out their mutual climaxes, breathing heavily and panting with exertion. In that moment, there was nothing but the two of you, connected by more than just flesh and desire.

Rudy lifted you off him and gently laid you down beside him, his cock still pulsing and twitching as he laid down beside you. He pulled you close to his chest, wrapping an arm around your waist and kissing your neck tenderly, his voice a whispered mixture of praise and affection.

As he held you close, he ran his fingers lightly up and down your hip, creating a soothing rhythm that contrasted with the intensity of their previous encounter. Rudy looked down at you with concern etched across his face, his expression softening as he saw how exhausted and spent you looked.

"Are you okay? Did I go too far?," he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern. You turned and faced him with a lazy smile. You brought your hand up to cradle his face "I'm fine Rudy, I enjoyed it" you reassured him before bringing him for a sweet yet gentle kiss.

He returned your sweet kiss, their lips meeting in a tender moment of intimacy that contrasted sharply with the intensity of their earlier encounter. As they lay there, side by side, the afterglow of their passionate session still lingering between them, Rudy took a moment to appreciate how beautiful you really were. 

So I'm working on a lil something for my darling Rudy Parra, he doesn't get enough love

A lil Sub!Rudy x SoftDom!FemReader and Dom!Rudy x Sub!FemReader 👀

Oh, I love that

But just a question:

Do we think that all tye drama happens? (Like the betrayal and stuff like that? Or do we make it a part of some big movie?)

Also, what do we think of Ale and Rudy?

I think that they would also be actors and one of them would just like shepherd own a film company

I'm bored rn so actors cod au or something idk this has most likely been created already bit idc

Price would be the director of the whole thing

Laswell would be a manager

Gaz soap ghost and roach are actors

They would be well known that you heard of them but not enough to call them famous

I can’t take Rodolfo seriously when he yells…

In game, he uses his ‘not-voiceover-voice’, i think. Not a lot of bass but still raspy-ish at times. (From Bayardo’s BTS tiktoks)

One line that gets me is “Este hijo de puta Graves. Let’s get over and stop him!” [Ghost team mission] ; He sounds like your generic anime main character (i love him for that)

And another: he goes “¡Quítate de mi camino!” [Mission 7: Close Air] where he obviously sounds irritated but his voice just isn’t as intimidating compared to Alejandro who speaks right after him. ( I have more in Mission 7 to talk abt)

Then again, he likely makes up for it in other aspects of his character. By that i mean more analyses, or headcanons stuff. (Atp its the same thing… im going insane for Rudy crumbs)

Another thing about Rudy is his friendly fire dialogue!

Rudy says “Shoot the enemy, ¡pendejo!”

I’m bringing it up because, compared to Alejandro’s dialogue (“Don’t shoot at me ¡cabrón!”), Rodolfo’s sound much more violent.

Unlike Alejandro’s words that tell you to shoot anyone but him, Rodolfo’s words have a slight focus on the fact that you can’t even shoot the correct person and has to tell you directly to shoot the enemy

I don’t know if i’m delusional (i am) but does anyone else share this sentiment…

(Yeah, i do reattach most of these to Ale since I don’t have any better characters to compare him to + they’re a package deal)

First ever post and I’m making it about Rudy. (I’ll be centering a lot around him…)

Still not over the fact that Rodolfo was all beaten up and bleeding from the head (on top of smoke inhalation) in Borderline and yet the very next day he’s driving Alejandro around to meet up with the 141 members that were sent over to Las Almas.

I believe a whole fic was made around this too. Hear me out on the fact that Rodolfo is far too stubborn for his own good and needs to ensure Alejandro’s safety even if it means going against medical advice… Alongside the fact that he might’ve not been at his full potential during the campaign either because of his injuries. (That guy even gave Ghost a whole boost to get up some terrain during the breaking Alejandro out mission I believe… is he even okay after allat???)

What are you reading?? Part 2

A/N: So... It blew up, I didn't expect that to happen. And most of you wanted a part 2, so I made a part 2. You can find part one here.

CW: Sexual stuff. I don't know what I'm doing

Summary: After the boys find you reading a smut book, they take it upon themselves to tease you. This is the result of the boys teasing you.

After your meeting with Price your interaction with Johnny had sort of been forgotten. You still keep your book close as you walk back to your room for the evening, intent on getting some rest after the long day.

When you step into your room, you are surprised to see Johnny sitting on your bed.

"Hey, this is my room, Johnny."

Johnny hums. "I know." He motions you over and you hesitantly sit next to him. "Still got that book hey?" He snatches it from you.

"Johnny! Give my book back!"

You fight to grab it, pushing him against the bed and reaching for it. He chuckles, having you so close.

"You cheeky little-"

Johnny slips out from under you with the book. "Sorry sweetheart." He grins, his hand coming down and slapping you on the ass, making you gasp in surprise. "You've had your turn with this."

You turn around just as the door closes but you aren't sure what the hell to do. You just stare, blush forming across your face and your heart melts.

Johnny is actually just teasing you, I literally had no endgame for his... I tried to write one though

It was late when you finish your paperwork. You're tired and sore from sitting down all day despite how comfortable your office chairs are.

Finally, you signed the last piece of paper and stood, stretching out your sore muscles.

Now... Time to go try and get your book back from Price. Wouldn't that be a lecture? You hadn't forgotten what he'd said earlier, it made your heart pound in your chest.

You got to his office and knocked on the door. "Captain? Can I come in?"

"It's open."

You opened the door and slipped inside, Price had a cigar in his mouth and was idly sitting there relaxing.

"I uh... I finished my paperwork and I'd like my book back."

Price took a long drag of his cigar and looked at you. He motions you over, so you came. Price contemplates it. "Did you work hard Princess?"

Your insides drop.

"Yes Captain, I finished my paperwork." You try to ignore it but the things it did to you makes you feel utterly filthy.

John's free hand reaches your hip and strokes it with his thumb. He motions you down on his lap. Your heart flutters wildly in your chest. You maneuver to straddle him, all the heat in your stomach plunging further.

Price continues to rub your hip.

"Can't decide if you've been a good girl or not today, reading all those... Things."

You suddenly feel very inclined to make things better. Your heart leaps, leaning in and kissing his neck. "Captain." It comes out strained, trying to keep your breathing together.

Price continues to smoke his cigar as you kiss up his throat and down his collar.

He pulls you back gently and hums. "You've been a very good girl today, we all make mistakes darlin'"

"You've made daddy very happy. I think you deserve a reward."

You whine, that finally doing it too you. "Price!" You bury your head in his neck, hips pivoting and grinding against his thigh.

"Good girl. Tell me what you want sweetheart."

Your breaths come out jagged as you slide down to your knees and tug at his belt. Price chuckles.

He presses out his cigar and undoes his belt for you. You pry open his zipper and kiss along his stomach. Price's hand strokes the back of your head when you pull out his cock.

"That's it," he coos. "take daddy's cock like a good girl."

You whine, kissing his length and taking him in your mouth. His hand curls in your hair, letting you have a moment before gently guiding you down on his length.

He groans deeply, watching you choke when you reach his base. "There you go, such a good girl for daddy."

You come back up, choking on spit. He lights up another cigar while you bob your head down the Captain's length. Price watches you, tangling his fingers in your hair.

He brought you back down all the way and kept you there, watching you choke and swallow harshly. He grins and takes another drag.

Price did not let you leave his office until you had fully earned the rights to your book back in full.

I don't trust myself to write smut guys, I'm sorry if it's weird

Gaz stayed close to your ear as you read. Word after word. You read about each scene, the ideas of the lewd acts leaving an imprint on you.

Gaz's warm hands trailed down your collarbone. You tried to read, your breathing getting heavy.

"And he- Kyle-!"

Kyle kissed your lobe, hands sinking under your shirt. You whined for the touch but Gaz wasn't going to have it. "Keep reading sweetheart."

"Not like this-"

He pinches and twists your nipples. "Read it sweetheart." His tone remains smooth as honey as delicate as a flower, but his actions are commanding, telling you to read.

You gulp and keep reading, even as his hands groped and play, making your insides hurt so good.

You whimpered, shuddering when you flipped the page. Gaz's hands trailed back up your shirt and he rounded the couch. Finally you could see his handsome face in front of you.

"Kyle-"

"I doubt my name is in that book." He kneels in front of you, and you can see the bulge in his pants.

He pushes your knees apart gently with his hands and slowly pulls off your pants. You keep reading, your voice growing shaky and stumbling over words In anticipation of his next move.

Your bottom half completely exposed, Kyle moved forward, sinking two fingers into your cunt.

You gasped and moaned.

"Oh please, please Kyle-"

He slaps you gently, removing his fingers.

Tears start to fill your eyes, trying to read. Just two more pages, just two more pages. But you didn't want it to end.

You recapture your thoughts as much as you can and continue. As you as you start, so does Kyle, sinking in and pressing his tongue between your legs.

You jump, shifting your hips in excitement. Kyle keeps you steady, working you unwound so effortlessly.

You gasp and pant through your words, shaking and moaning loudly. Your thoughts begin to slur together with each stroke of his tongue.

His fingers dip into your entrance again, stretching you nicely around him while his tongue teases your clit with fast flicks.

You manage to finish the chapter and toss the book on the couch. You throw your head back and moan, pressing your hands through Kyle's hair.

"Kyle- more, more, more!!" He brings you undone so effortlessly. You rake your fingers over his scalp, canting your hips up against him in pleasure.

Kyle hums happily, sucking your clit. "Good job sweetheart." He mutters.

Everything feels hot and dizzy when you reach your limit, spasming and coming.

You pant, head heavy and empty. He laps at your spend and kisses your clit, making you jerk your hips.

Kyle kisses up your stomach. "You did so well for me sweetheart." He whispers. "Good girl."

You whimper when he leans over you, your hand coming up to stroke his cheek.

"Now, get comfortable. If you don't come a second time before they get back, I'll let them watch."

You slip into Ghost's room, the darkness making your skin crawl. The barren walls and the simple bed in the corner.

You reach the middle of the room and Ghost was back behind you, guiding you to the wall and pressing himself up against you.

"Should have known you'd come here for more."

His hand strokes your throat, pulling your head back and locking his thumb and forefinger into the sensitive spots under your jaw.

You moan, hands curling into fists against the cold wall.

"Ghost..." You whimper.

He grunts, rutting his hips down against you, holding you perfectly still like a doll. You gasp and fight for air in your lungs, your insides betraying how you should be feeling.

"You into this shit?" He asks, voice raspy against your ear.

"Please, please Ghost-"

He growls and presses you closer to the wall, his hand grabs your hip and arches your back.

Tears fill your eyes and you pull at his hand.

He scoffs. "You are into this shit."

He keeps you pressed against the wall though his hands leave you. You hear his belt buckle click and slide and it makes your heart race.

When he's ready he grabs your arm and turns you around. You look up at him, he grabs your shoulder and forces you down onto your knees.

"Ghost-"

"Shush. I didn't ask you to talk."

Tears slip down your cheeks, you inch closer and take his hard cock in your hand.

He watches you with his usual disapproving look as you take him into your mouth. You barely get halfway before you start to choke.

Ghost grabs the back of your head and forces you down. You choke and grab his thighs for support, more tears in your eyes.

He grunts. "You like this don't you? You and your weird fuckin' books."

You can't reply, trying to take Ghost as best you could.

He tugs your hair, rocking his hips against you. His hands slide down from your hair to your jaw. He cups your jaw and your neck, keeping you still while he uses you.

He went until your jaw was sore and all you could do was moan lazily.

"Fucking whore." He grunts, dragging the saliva on his cock over your bottom lip.

He forced you back up against the wall and wastes no time fingering you. It's not consistent or long, his fingers gone before you can enjoy it. He lines up his cock and is shoving into you. His girth stretches you wide and has you a moaning, melting mess. He shoves you further into the wall and your back arches. It's sloppy and his cock ruins your insides, your thoughts slurring until there was nothing left.

He kept his hand locked on your throat, watching you lose yourself with every thrust.

"Fuck-" he pounds into you, watching you writhe and whimper under him. He stretches you out and fucks you drunk on him.

And he was right, by the end of the night the story you'd read barely compared.

Alejandro came between your legs and stroked your chin. "Quieres tanto esto, ¿verdad? Quieres ser una puta sólo para nosotros."

Your bottom lip wobbles.

Rodolfo moves you out of your seat and forces you down gently onto the floor. You watch Alejandro stand over you, forced down on your hands and knees when Rodolfo leans over you.

He presses his chest to your back, hands groping your chest.

Alejandro undoes his belt and strokes your chin. It's all too much, watching Alejandro and feeling Rodolfo undoing his own gear and pulling down your pants.

"Se ve tan hermoso para nosotros como este." Rodolfo whispers in your ear.

Your heart pounds in your chest.

"Say the word amor, and we're all yours." Alejandro purred.

"Please... Please, yes." You whimper.

Rodolfo's hand pulls down your underwear, pushing two fingers into your entrance. You gasp and moan, arching into it.

Alejandro grabs your chin firmly and presses his cock to your lips. Rodolfo makes you moan, Alejandro fitting his thick girth down your throat.

Tears fill your eyes. Alejandro guides you along his cock while Rodolfo peppers your back in soft kisses, stretching you out nicely.

He is gentle with you, whispering sweet words in your ear and playfully squeezing your breasts.

Alejandro feels heat pool in his stomach watching his best friend treat you like that. "Mm, you gonna let Rodolfo ruin you?? You gonna let him use you amor?"

Your knees shake, hands balling into fists, hungry and eager.

Rodolfo retracts his fingers and lines up to you. He shares a glance with Alejandro before pushing in. It stretches and burns, his girth much thicker than you expected. And it makes you choke down on Alejandro.

They rock you back and forth. The soft front Rodolfo had put up soon gone as he pounds at an unholy pace deep inside of you.

"Fuck yes, letting us ruin you like this." Rodolfo growled. He fit you so nicely inside your walls. You come faster than you'd expected, clenching around Rodolfo and whimpering as you come.

It all went so fast, at some point Rodolfo had picked you up in his arms like you weighed nothing and slammed you down on the desk. Alejandro purring with each rough stroke, Rodolfo rocking you against the desk.

"Mira lo que le has hecho a Alejandro, puta."

Alejandro is a mess, movements frantic and desperate. He has a tight hold on your throat when he finishes, head falling back as he slows.

Rodolfo holds out, making you gasp and moan loudly before he finishes soon after, leaving you a mess. Feeling warm and destroyed.

Alejandro sees the tired hungry glazing over your eyes. He smears the last of his spend across your lips.

"You won't be needing that book back my dear." Alejandro whispers in your ear.

A/N: I don't write smut often, and not for XReaders, but I knew what I was getting into so I did my best to make you a worthy part 2 with the criteria I was comfortable with. It's a bit awkward because it's not a whole fic, but I think it's ok. And I do hope you enjoyed it. Now I'm going to go write something fluffy to reclaim my soul.

What are you reading??

A/N: this was requested by @thicc-plum so I hope y'all enjoy my friend. This took way too long, please let me know if you catch any spelling mistakes.

This includes 141, Alejandro & Rodolfo.

Summary: The reader gets caught reading a smut book and the boys tease the hell out of her.

CW: Brief depictions of sexual interactions, the boys 'teasing' you.

Y'all really want a part 2 huh... I've made you a lil part 2 for y'all.

You were sitting alone at a table in the canteen. Lunch was almost over but you hadn't busied yourself with food. You were sitting in the corner with one of your books in hand. You always loved to read, but this book in particular you had refrained from reading around the others. It was... A different kind of book. Not one with little swordsmen going on long adventures to sweep away their friends from the perils of danger.

It was one with tension, heat. The kind that nestled in your stomach and bubbled up through your chest, making you feel a small, almost tangible piece of the intimacy you read about.

You were engrossed in the book. The atmosphere around you was drowned out as you read.

His hand guided her thigh, skirt riding up past her hip and their eyes met. Their breaths tangled in the warm bedroom, sweat soaking into the sheets-

"What are you reading??"

You gasp and slam your book shut. Your hands tremble as you push it away from you.

Johnny smirks, laughing as he sits down. "Oh you should see your face!"

You scoff. "Not funny Johnny."

Johnny grabs the book from your trembling hands and examines the cover.

"Oh~ what is this risque piece of artwork??" He flips through the pages, reading over some of the sentences. You attempt to grab the book back but Johnny puts his elbow up to keep you away while he reads.

His eyes go wide. "Woah!! That's some descriptive oral- my goodness!"

"Johnny!!" You jump and grab the book back, pulling it to your chest.

Your cheeks go red. "Don't tell the others, please??"

"Depends, can I borrow the book??"

"What are you going to do with it??"

"Read it, obviously. It looks good."

He gives you his signature smirk and you can't help but feel inclined to agree. You grumble under your breath. "whatever, I'll finish and then you can read it. But please return it!!"

Johnny nods. "Of course."

"By the way, you're late for your meeting with Price. You don't want me to tell him you're late because of an innocent little book, would you??"

He grins. "Wouldn't want dear old captain to know you're doing such naughty little things." He squeezes your thigh.

He stands from his chair.

Your cheeks burn redder, but the time manages to take your attention.

You look at your watch and curse. "Don't tell anyone Johnny! I'm serious!!"

He winks at you as he walks away. "You can count on me y/n!"

You grumble and hold your book close. Why on earth would Johnny want to read it?? Was he messing with you?? Or was he actually interested.

You rush out of the canteen and shove your book in your bag. You just hope Johnny wouldn't tell anyone what he saw you reading.

You will admit, yes, you had it coming. You weren't doing your paperwork as it had gotten too boring too quickly and you'd given up for a bit. No one likes doing paperwork. The only ones who didn't complain about it happened to be Price, Ghost, and Gaz. You were none of them.

So you'd kicked up your feet and started to read your book. It was a book you'd gotten on leave and you had kept it fairly secret from the others, it wasn't a book you wanted them to know about.

It was better than doing paperwork. And much more fun.

You must have lost track while reading however, getting too caught up in the endless pages of sticky hot mess.

"He latched onto her neck, sucking a deep hickey into her supple throat. She cried out his name softly into the night, arms wrapping tightly around his shoulders-"

There was a knock on the door.

You shot up, scrambling immediately to bring your feet off your desk and straighten up. You slam your book back into the desk drawer.

"Come in!"

Price enters, making you gulp.

"Y/n, we haven't seen you for a while, I wanted to see how things are coming along in here."

He sees the enormous pile of paperwork on your desk and crosses his arms. You immediately look down and away, knowing you would probably be in trouble for this.

He sighs and comes around the corner of the desk, seeing the still open drawer with your book in It. He sees the very risque cover and pulls it out before you can stop him.

"Was this what had your attention??"

You gulp, getting anxious as he flips through the pages.

He hums thoughtfully. He flips the pages and reads through some of the things, his facial expressions changing with each new scenario played out in the book.

He eventually closes it and places it in one of his pockets.

"Captain-"

"Shh, I've seen enough. If this is what you'd like to occupy your time with, very well then."

"I'm sorry."

He tuts. "Be a good girl and finish your paperwork. When you're done, we can discuss this little book of yours."

Your cheeks burn red and you look away.

"Yes Captain."

"That's a good girl."

Price walked off, leaving a heavy feeling in your stomach. You had a weird new motivation to finish your paperwork though.

The evening was quiet and the others were out. It was just you and Gaz on base and you were relishing in the quiet environment. Wrapped up in a blanket, the fireplace crackling a few feet away from you, nothing better.

With a book in hand the world could only be perfect. Your eyes feel tired, even as you read the book that always makes your stomach drop and your emotions rise.

You thought Gaz had gone to bed, so you felt comfortable reading it without the others around. You would always read this book in your room, it never saw the light of day around the guys.

"He whispered low in her ear, nipping at the corner of her lobe. His hands groped down across her collar, fingers tangling in her necklace..."

You continued to read, barely registering the creak of the floorboards. You'd assumed it was the house settling since you hadn't heard the door. Nor had you noticed the shadow bast behind you, soft brown eyes reading each delicately picked word with you.

Suddenly, you feel breathing near your ear. Your heartbeat quickens and your fingers feel tense. The feeling in your stomach growls hotter with each second.

"That seems a little naughty to be reading out here, don't you think sweetheart?"

You jump, nearly screaming as a voice cuts through your concentration, shattering the perfect dream of being wrapped in an embrace just as addictive as the words in your book.

Gaz grins, his hand touching your shoulder and running down your arm to flip the page of the book.

"K-Kyle- I didn't realize you were-"

"Shh. Read it out loud."

Your cheeks turn deep red. "W-what-??"

"Read it out loud to me sweetheart."

Your heart rate quickens and your voice catches in your throat. You want to say yes just as badly as you want to say no. But the way Kyle strokes his thumb over your hand made you willing.

"S-sure..."

Kyle hums. "Good. I think you'll want to finish this next chapter before the others return. You wouldn't want them to hear all the things you've been reading about."

You gulp, but you reluctantly start to read.

You couldn't sleep. So naturally in the early hours of the morning when you figured no one else was awake, you turned to the kitchen for a snack.

You patter through the hallway with your book in hand. You turn on the kitchen light and make yourself some tea to soothe your body, considering you were sore from the lack of sleep.

You sat down at the kitchen table with your tea and opened your book. The cover was bright red with dazzling shiny line work around two figures. One holding the other in a more suggestive manner. Each chapter displaying a new set of characters put through taboo and risque situations. All of them leading to a spicy climax.

Literally.

You sunk into the quiet atmosphere and started to read. Your eyes drowned into the words, hands holding the book firmly.

"He pulled her back, his large hand wrapped tightly around her throat. His sneer could almost look evil to anyone who wasn't her. Treated like a doll in his large hands, putting so much trust into his punishments."

You gulp, not realizing how heavy your breathing had gotten until a hand wraps around your throat.

It catches you so off guard you whine. Thumb and forefinger pressing into the sensitive parts under your jaw, making your insides coil and twist.

You bite your lip, hands trembling.

Warm breath whisps over your cheek and Ghost's rough Manchester voice breaks the silence.

"I always knew you were into some weird shit."

His other hand reaches out and takes the book from you, inspecting the cover.

"Ghost-"

His hand tightens on your throat, making you moan quietly.

He hums, flipping through some of the pages.

Your cheeks start to burn, watching out of the corner of your eye as he flips. You can't see his face, you can't gauge his reaction. All you know is his hand is wrapped so nicely around your throat, body hidden in the shadows it makes you feel as small as the girl in the story.

He gets to a certain page and chuckles. "You are into some weird shit."

You grab his wrist, wanting to pry him away and wanting him closer. It feels like a dream how it is all playing out, you are scared you want more.

He places the book down and squeezes your throat, getting another soft moan out of you.

He lets go and chuckles. "I could do better than he can."

It makes you want to pass out. He lets you go and when you turn around he's already walking away. Your arms and legs are shaking but you rush after him, wanting to know what he meant.

He doesn't lock his door when he disappears, and you know all too well it's an invitation into the book you'd just been reading.

(also I love this gif, look at Rodolfo just effortlessly toss that crate- boy you are amazing and I love you)

Look, everyone on base knew you were a little freaky at times. It was no secret to anyone. And it also wasn't a secret you might have a teensy tiny little thing for your colonel and the sergeant major.

That was not the point however.

You had just finished up a long day of training with the Vaqueros. You'd been out all afternoon, which was why you were a bit surprised you were being called into Alejandro and Rodolfo's office for a little chat.

What this chat was about, you weren't entirely sure.

But you finished up your routines and set off for their office.

You knock on the door, hearing Alejandro's voice beckon you in. When you open the door you're greeted by both Alejandro and Rodolfo. Alejandro is sitting while Rodolfo is standing next to him with something in his hands.

You would know that velvet patterned trophy book anywhere.

Your blood turns cold.

"Take a seat y/n." Alejandro smiles at you with that smile. The one that makes your heart flutter and your stomach flop.

You nod and take a seat. "What's this about?"

Rodolfo leans over and places the book in front of you. "Look familiar? It has your name written on the inside cover."

You gulp and nod, your cheeks going a bit red. "Yes sir sergeant, I know the book quite well."

"I think you would, considering how worn it, must get read a lot."

By now Rodolfo has come around to your side, one hand snaking up your arm to your shoulder and squeezing the muscles.

You gulp again.

Alejandro opens the book and flips through the pages. "Such a filthy book y/n, there's only one reason you could read this book so much."

You look away bashfully.

"Does it give you a high, Y/n??"

"N-no colonel!"

Alejandro stands and flips to a certain page. He taps the frame of the book and bends down in front of you, guiding your gaze back to his with his thumb and forefinger.

"Care to explain this then?"

You look down at the page he points to, you know it well. Rereading it over and over. It had crinkled edges from your sweaty fingers and dirt makes from the small traces your nails would leave.

You reread the words you practically knew by heart.

"She cries loudly, voice broken into sobs. The man behind her keeps a firm grip in her hair and tugs her back against him. The second man gazes down into her teary eyes, letting her breathe a fresh breath of air before plunging back into her throat."

Your cheeks were red enough, tainted deeper when you saw the scribbled names of your colonel and sergeant major at the bottom of the page.

Rodolfo's hand curls in your hair, his soft voice near your ear. "Considere esto su castigo por leer tal suciedad."

Your brow wobbles, but you can't run from them, you never could.

Alejandro: Let’s fight. I’m in a shitty ass mood right now.

Rudy: About what?

Alejandro: I don’t know. What’s your favorite animal?

Rudy: …cheetahs?

Alejandro: Fuck cheetahs.

Does anyone have an idea for some drabbles? I wanted to start writing for Gaz, Price, Ale, Rudi, König and Horangi, but I'm not sure what ya'll would like. I also write x reader, as long as it's sfw.

Would ya'll like to read some Gaz and Price as well? I honestly don't know too much about them but I'd love to write something for them. Same thing for Ale, Rudi, König and Horangi.

TF141+Vaqueros as Elementary School Teachers AU

Characters involved: John Price, Kyle “Gaz” Garrick, Johnny “Soap” Mactavish, Simon “Ghost” Riley, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra

Warnings: One mention of bullying

WC: 1.3k

Notes: Irl I actually work for an elementary school and this is how I feel the soldiers would be as teachers and what they’d teach. In this AU they’ve never been soldiers. I do have plans for Farah, Alex, Nikolai, and Graves in this au. I may make this into an actual fanfic if there is enough interest.

Ghost-Kindergarten

Ghost is a veteran teacher coming in the second year of the school's opening. Knowing that students are snotty and don’t cover their mouths when they cough so he wears a face mask around them. Despite his large frame and the dark clothes, his kids flock to him. They love to sit on his lap during story time and cuddle against him during nap time. His dry sense of humor along with his natural leadership kindergarteners become comfortable and confident at the start of their school life. He is deeply protective of his class seeing them as still young and innocent. If he catches any older student picking on one of his kids he’ll come up behind them without a sound like a ghost escorting them to the principal's office. His children affectionately call him Mr.Riley but the other kids who were never in his class call him Ghost due to his more closed off personality and strictness with the higher grades. Ghosts classroom is filled with bright colors and mats in the corner ready for nap time right after lunch.

Price- 1st and 2nd Grade Special Ed

Price has been in the school ever since it has opened along with Alejandro. He knows every staff member and does his best to learn and remember every student's names in the school. His calloused hands hold his kids small hands through the halls making sure they don’t run off and get lost or hurt. His steady and sure personality helps with his little ones having tough times, getting overstimulated, or dealing with big emotions that they don’t know how to deal with. He's able to read situations and his students quickly knowing what to do and how to help. He joins in with his students doing their breaks with little dances, holding their hands and shimmying with them encouraging their playfulness while keeping an eye out for any potential problems. From the years of working at the school he has learned that he needs to either bend or break the rules to get proper accommodations to help his children whether it be ipads for nonverbal students, earmuffs, etc he’ll do anything to make sure his kids are happy. His classroom is set up practically and a little more sparsely than the other classrooms, not because there isn’t a lot of things its more that its organized so his students know where things go throughout the day.

Soap- 2nd Grade

Soap is one of the newer teachers still with enough energy to keep up with the students. He’s the joker, out of every other teacher he’s able to make any student laugh the loudest. He goes all in for each student making sure to hear their laugh at least once a day from doing dad jokes from falling on his face. He makes sure his students are learning but he doesn’t want his students' brains to melt from studying too much so he participates in brain breaks with them such as doing dance battles or even simon says. He affectionately calls his kids lads and lasses, in his eyes they can do no wrong so he redirects them and talks to them about what's wrong, unless if there was a case of hitting or bullying. When one of his kids gets a warhawk to look just like him he almost cries tears of joy ready to sweep the kid up in a massive hug. His room consists of big desks where the students can sit at a table with a large amount of space in the back with a rug for brain breaks and library time with his students.

Kyle- 3rd Grade

Kyle is one of the newer teachers like Soap but he knows for third grade they don’t need that overwhelming energy anymore. His presence is calming and positive for his students making them feel more relaxed compared to other classes. He wants his classroom to be a safe place for his students, to feel at ease while learning. In the eyes of the students (specifically his students) he is the calmest teacher at the school. He cares for each one of his students and if he sees one of them not being their usual self he’ll subtly pull his student out of the class to make sure everything is alright. As he walks through the halls, is doing lunch duty, or playground duty he is being constantly tackled by children wanting a hug or having other little kids wanting to show him something cool they found. He softly chuckles and hugs each student giving them a pat on the head despite knowing most likely he's going to get sick from them hugging him all the time. His room is very cozy, never using the harsh overhead lights but with many lamps with warm lights along with a variety of different places his students can sit to read or just to relax.

Alejandro-4th Grade Math and Science

Alejandro started teaching along with Price at the beginning of the school's opening. He is extremely proud of each and every class that has ever passed through having his class. Alejandro and Rodolfo share a class of 40, 20 in each class so the students can get used to switching classes for middle school. He calls his students his “pequeño

vaqueros y vaqueras” (his small cowboys and cowgirls). He believes that his students are the absolute best out of any other class in the whole school always talking and showing off his amazing students. He is willing to go to any lengths to help a student who is confused wanting for his students to unlock their full potentials. He is by far the loudest teacher in the school whether it be his normal talking voice, laughing at an awful joke, or yelling at a student trying to throw food at someone in the cafeteria. He believes in punishment for those who have been wronged whether it be a student being picked on or a horrible rumor. He’s the voice for the students willing to do anything to get proper accommodations just like Price, even if it means going against the higher ups. His room is a little less decorated than the others since he and rodolfo is prepping the students for middle school. The desks are in a half circle with big pieces of paper on the wall with big writing showing off math equations or science they are currently learning.

Rodolfo-4th grade Reading, Writing, and History

Rodlfo joined the school a year after John and Alejandro. Just like Alejandro he is extremely proud of each student and calls them his “príncipes y princesas” (princes and princesses). He and Kyle are some of the most hugged teachers in the school. He teaches his kids the curriculum along with some extra fairy tales if they finish their work before the class ends. On special days if his students have been behaving he lets them watch movies of the books they are reading. Whether summer or winter he is usually wearing his gray sweatshirt which is how his students identify him in the school. He is one of the kindest and laid back teachers in the school only beaten by Kyle. His students like to spend their lunches and sometimes even recesses in his room. A lot of students ask him and Alejandro if they are siblings, although at first they saw it as cute but after being constantly asked by every student, they made matching shirts that say “we’re not brothers”. Rodolfos class has many books along with desks paired in twos for group work. There is a big desk in the back so he can have small groups talking about books they are reading, stories they are writing, or specific parts of history they are learning.

A really quick HC! Tf141 (Farah+Alex)+Los Vaqueros+Shadow Company at a water park! 🌊No Warnings, No editing bc I just left a water park.🌊

Simon “Ghost”: Either in the lazy river or lurking somewhere in the water park scaring little kids, he finds it amusing when they run away screaming. He doesn’t wear a mask since it would be like waterboarding him. Johnny drags him to do the slide at least once, he says its not fun but secretly just doesn’t want to admit it.

Kyle “Gaz”: Would try a surfing simulator and either wipe out or be a pro at it first try. He would go onto the slides with Johnny racing him up the stairs. He points and laughs as Johnny falls on the stairs due to the race before getting to the top gloating the whole day.

Johnny “Soap”: Would race up the stairs to go onto the slide against Kyle but in his efforts to beat him he slips and almost hits his head. Hes a menace in the lazy river, racing little kids as he pushes away tubes in his way.

John-He’d be sitting in the hot tub with a beer in hand relaxing and letting himself relax. He’s able to just have a calm day until he hears the chaos from his sergeants. He has to forcefully drag Johnny to the first aid station because his nose started to bleed after racing Kyle to the top of the waterslides. He’s grumbling under his breath about how he can’t have one day to himself.

Nikolai “Nik”-He would be in the hot tub with John happily chatting with him drinking a beer. He jokes saying that Captains never have a break before John slinks off ready to drag Johnny to the nurse. He kicks back and enjoys the spectacle in front him before getting another beer to enjoy. He makes sure to get another bottle for John when he eventually comes back to the hot tub.

Farah-She would be playing in the wave pool with Alex enjoying the calm waves as they talk about whatever pops into their minds. Her modest swimsuit puffs up from the air under it and Alex says she looks like a jelly fish, she splashes him in return.

Alex-Would be with Farah in the wave pool shooting angry glares at any man looking at her. He enjoys the conversation and gets lost in the conversation until suddenly he looks up to see a big wave coming. Due to him not having his prosthetic on he tumbles in the wave. Farah laughs at him before pulling him up saying it was pay back.

Alejandro-He would be going into the normal pool playing some basketball or volleyball. Some of the ladies would be watching and he’d flex just to show off. He might get an overpriced alcoholic drink at the bar, just because.

Rodolfo “Rudy”- Would either be lounging on the side relaxing or in the lazy river until Soap flips over his float. Rudy would look like a soaked cat looking a little more disgruntled after. If Soap tries to flip him over again he would grab Soaps leg purposely making him fall behind the other kids.

Graves-Would have his shadows hold his spot in line or just have all of them there so he could be in the front. Him and the shadows would challenge Alejandro in either basketball or volleyball in the normal pools. He looks to the ladies that were watching Alejandro flashing his pearly whites and using his southern charm.

I've been watching the Fallout series and I started to wonder: The Cod boys, what kind would they be?

I would definitely imagine that the boys from 141 would most likely be the Steel Brothers or survivors of the bunkers (specifically Gaz and Soap).

Alejandro would most likely be a necrotic (let's be honest, he would be as hot as Ghoul or Hancock), Rudy would definitely be a bunker survivor.

Graves? I really don't know what type he would be along with the shadows, I prefer to let others imagine.

❗PLEASE, someone please get this to the designers here on Tumblr, god knows how they have a fertile imagination for this.❗