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#alejandro vargas fluff
sexydoffyman · 23 days
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Weird request but how would TF141+König and Alejandro react to meeting an orphan around 15 years of age who's like extremely talented in engineering, mathematics and physics, like they could build a rocket if they had the materials ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ It can be HC, whatever you want! I was thinking maybe said orphan got in trouble with the government for unknowingly building some sort of weapon, maybe it was stolen? Twist that however you wish.
Just ignore this ask if you wanna <3
A KID?
genre: action
characters: König, Simon Riley, John MacTavish, Alejandro Vargas, Kyle Garrick
A/n: expect a lot more mistakes. Also thinking this needs a second part.
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It’s been 6 years now since the war began. You were left stranded. All by yourself. Left on your own by everyone. Living was hard, but you pulled through. You learned how to do a lot of shit since you were there only with yourself for some time. Building stuff. That was your biggest interest.
You were constantly making things. New weapons mostly. You were always moving, never staying in one place for too long. You got brutal throughout the years you were alone. You took the uniform of a dead soldier. To blend in. You were mistaken for a recruit and pulled inside a helicopter by a military dude.
The military was a great provider of food and healthcare. So you just went along with everything they threw at you. Your knowledge of building shit helped out a lot. And even when some dude figured out you were a kid he let you stay.
The same dude put you in a task force with a man he trusted. You were cautious of everyone in there, but at least you had some people who you could trust a bit.
You picked up how things work from the years of pretending to be a soldier. Pretending to be an adult was getting easier and the task force you were assigned to found a place in your heart.
“There’s gotta be a way.” You finally snapped out of thinking about life before the war. You thought that the military would be a great cover. But now all your hope of making it out alive hit zero. You were stuck and with gas slowly filling the room that you and the others were in you knew your chances of survival were low.
You sat in the corner of the room. You had given up a few minutes ago already. The others were still trying to figure something out.
Suddently you felt something inside of you snap. You were not gonna die today. It must’ve been the panicking of the rough men infront of you that made you have that feeling. You started to search for a solution.
You found a small vent. It was too small to fit a grown man in, but you were not a grown man. You took off your gear and crawled into the vent unnoticed by your team.
You finally got to use the skills you gained. You crawled through the vent and dropped down from the ceiling right on the other side of a door that the rest of your team was trying to open. You managed to get inside some kind of an electrical system. You cut some wires and reconnected some other ones. The door opened with a space in between the doors just a centimeter big.
Grabbing a metal piece from the electrical you prayed the door open. You were met with the looks of your crew. You looked down and put your hand above your forehead to block your face. By now all of them realized that you weren't of age.
You ran into the room to grab your gear while your team gave each other a disgusted glance. “We need to get out of here ASAP,” you said as you walked away from the room. Price grabbed you by the shoulder to stop you. You turned to him with your mask on now.
“How old are you?” he was looking at you worriedly while he said that. You didn’t know what to answer and so after a few stutters you answered “Classified” This only made them feel more curious.
It has been days since that mission and nobody brought up the fact that you were a kid. You did notice that Price stopped shouting orders at you and started just saying them in a normal calm tone. Soap was making more small talk with you than usual. Ghost was staying closer to you, knowing you might not be able to fend off an enemy. Gaz was making sure to double-check your gear.
When you teamed up with Mexican special forces and met Alejandro you were given tasks that you’d be on with multiple people.
When you were stranded from the team, finding your way to a spot they could locate you at, you met another dude. Austrian and huge. Big dude. He was your enemy, but it didn’t take him long to find out that an adult dude would have a little more strength than you did. He forced your mask off and found out that you were in fact a kid.
Instead of killing you, he spared you. Helping you locate your tram instead of them having to look for you.
Would you survive the next missions? That you don’t know. But you do know that you don’t have to worry about pretending to be an adult.
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bingoboingobongo · 1 year
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task force 141 + cuddling
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Characters: Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, John Price, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra
Warnings: none
A/N: idk if this counts as a holiday hc but idc i wanted to write this. pretend they're wearing christmas pj's idk.
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simon "ghost" riley:
alright so when you really get down to it ghost's just a scared guy
i mean not scared in the traditional sense ig but he's pretty paranoid (not that i blame him)
he's definitely the kind of guy that feels pretty vulnerable when he's asleep and because of that (and nightmares) he's never really been a deep sleeper
like he can fall asleep whenever because he's sorta in a state of perpetual tiredness but it's always a super light sleep and he'll wake up at the slightest disturbance (hence the state of perpetual tiredness)
this all culminates into a very specific mindset ghost has when he's sleeping with you
ghost is absolutely petrified of anything happening to you, especially since he can't protect you when he's sleeping, so he's definitely a fan of spooning (with him as the bigger spoon ofc) bc it makes him feel like he's shielding you from harm
he also likes having you so close to him bc one you're nice and warm and two it lets him know your safe
and honestly it's less spooning and more just him trying to cover your entire body with his body
like he will go full on blanket mode
if he could he would just box you in under him and the only reason he doesn't is because he knows he would end up crushing you
he'll hold you really tightly too
like almost squeezing you
and you always think he'll eventually loosen up a little when he falls asleep but he never does
this has two purposes
first is that it keeps you close
and second is that it stops you from moving around excessively
the second one is important especially if you're a chaotic sleeper because he always gets woken up when you move
also he likes having you face him when he sleep so it's sorta like you guys are hugging but sometimes that can get uncomfortable with all the limbs involved
oh yeah he definitely wraps/throws his legs around you in another effort to keep you pinned down
also hot take but he doesn't like being the little spoon
it's too stressful for him because even though he feels protected he feels like you're vulnerable and that's worse
john "soap" mactavish:
alright so starting off soap is a great cuddler
but then as the night progresses... not so much
ik everyone's been saying this but it's because it's the truth
soap is a spreader
no matter what position he starts off in soap will always find a way to spread out
for some reason he also has a tendency to flip over in his sleep a lot
like it always starts out with the him on his back with your head laying on his chest as he rubs circles on your arm and tells you stories about his childhood
and around halfway through the night he might turn over and hug you while he sleeps for a bit
with his arms wrapped around you and your face buried into his chest
but then by the morning
soap is starfished on his belly
one arm is haphazardly thrown across your back/front (depending on how you're sleeping) with one of his legs tangled into yours
lord knows he's drooling too but honestly same
also soap's definitely a blanket stealer but for no reason
like in the middle of the night you'll be waging a war with him for the blanket
just for him to kick it off the bed by morning time
you've tried getting another blanket but it didn't work and he just stole that one too
you're still trying to come up with a better solution
soap also sleeps like but is also weirdly conscious
idk how to phrase it but like it will take everything to wake him up
but also if you even try to sneak the blanket away from him he will know and you will not be able too
also he definitely snores when he sleeps on his stomach sorry
rodolfo "rudy" parra:
ugh rudy my love my precious my darling
rudy lives for cuddles
but he likes to be the cuddled instead of the cuddler
rudy is always down to be the little spoon but honestly that's not really his favorite position
(he almost always has bruises on his side from training so it can be uncomfortable)
instead he likes resting his head on your chest while you sleep
he'll be like half laying on his stomach half laying on you
and he'll tangle his legs into yours and wrap his arm around your stomach
and good god this man will literally spontaneously combust if you play with his hair
pet it, braid it, scratch it
do whatever you want to it he will eat it up
easily the fastest way to get him asleep
he also really loves listening to your heartbeat and syncing his breaths up with yours
it's always so satisfying to hear your heartbeat slow down when you fall asleep
also rudy has like five different blankets on his bed because he's a really cold sleeper
although with you he usually only needs one or maybe two because you're so warm
he's also a surprisingly pretty sleeper
you've been meaning to take a picture but you always forget because for some reason he just has a way of making you sleepy when he lays down on you
he's also a pretty deep sleeper but even then you try not to move because he always looks so happy
sometimes he'll sleep in the crook of your shoulder and then you can turn to face him sometimes
kyle "gaz" garrick:
kyle likes it when you cling onto his side with your arms and legs wrapped around him
he calls you a koala but he will also die if you stop
he just loves seeing you bury your face into his arm
especially with your legs wrapped around his waist
dang he eats it up
sometimes he'll turn to face you so you can cling onto his front
but he is a back sleeper at his core so it works out
he likes to wrap his arms around you and rub circles on your back or play with your hair
and also the smell of your shampoo has pretty much conditioned him to get tired
like there's nothing more relaxing to him than being able to breathe in the scent of your shampoo at night
definitely also whispers random things to you at night
sometimes it's romantic sometimes it's just him going down random tangents until he tires himself out
but it's his favorite part of the day because he gets to have you with him and explore weird thought experiments
sometimes you'll respond but you usually fall asleep pretty quickly he notices
and he definitely has a picture of you wrapped around him as you slept
it's his lock screen on his phone and it always makes him happy
gaz is like a medium deep sleeper
he also somehow stays really still when he sleeps
like he'll go to bed and wake up in the same position
also he always has to keep like one leg out of the blanket or else he gets too hot
john price:
price likes it when you sleep on top of him
like on top on top of him
he wants you to be his personal blanket
he'll cuddle with you this way anywhere too
on the sofa, on the bed, on the floor (?)
(maybe if there's a soft rug or smthing)
he likes to wrap his arms around you and feel you sorta melt into him as you relax
i mentioned smthing in a previous hc about price wanting a weighted heated blanket for christmas
but let's be real
you are the weighted heated blanket
it just makes him feel really secure and protected
and he's holding onto you so he feels like you're safe and protected too
sometimes he wraps a leg around yours too
and yes price is a snorer what can i say
he'll insist he doesn't snore and then let out the most god awful noise you've ever heard
honestly the price girlies are the true heroes for putting up with that
respect.
(i am a price girly too)
alejandro vargas:
alejandro likes the intimacy of cuddling so that's very important
he also likes being the cuddler but he's always down to be the cuddled
he's a fan of the classics like spooning
but usually he prefers a position that's more equal
that's why alejandro loves to fall asleep hugging you with both of you on your sides
maybe your face is buried into his chest and his hand is wrapped around the back of your head
he just likes holding you close to him can you blame him
he definitely plays with your hair too as you sleep
and he loves whispering sweet nothings into your hair as you fall asleep
he's also very physical so he likes to be touching you at all times
generally just a very sweet and considerate lover and cuddler
also he used to be a chronic insomniac before he met you
but feeling how warm you are and hearing you breathe just manages to relax him
so with you he's able to sleep deeply
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lazybutsmexy · 1 year
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Are you looking for a wife?
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Alejandro Vargas x fem!reader
Warnings: pure fluff, mention of injuries, probably very wrong medical information, prescribed drug use, some cursing.
Summary: whenever you get ketamine as pain relief, you lose all thought-to-speech filter.
On AO3
A/N: I just watched an episode of one of those shows about air ambulances from the UK where they gave a guy ketamine, and he was high as a kite and kept telling the doctor (who was like 20 years older) "you're my kind of bird 🥺♥️". You really can get inspiration from anywhere, huh.
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It had been one of those missions that went to shit really quick but somehow the Ghost team got the upper hand in the end. The intel was found, the hostage was rescued, and most of the team got away with minimal injuries.
Unfortunately for you, you were the exception to the last one.
The bullet and the stab wound you had received left you at a risk of bleeding out. One of the Vaqueros - Fernando, you learned - had enough medical training to treat you on site, but you really needed the MedEvac stat. The stim shot you had given yourself during the heat of the battle had long since worn off, and you were administered a strong dose of ketamine to keep your blood pressure from spiking any further and help with the pain once you all made it to the safe house.
However, one funny secondary effect you always got when you were given that drug, was that you lost all filters with your musings. They were never inappropriate per se, just plain weird. In a few words, you were high off your tits.
"...Mars is the only planet in the universe to be entirely inhabited by robots…" you mumbled to no one in particular as you stared straight at the roof over your head, past the top of Fernando's head who was still stitching a scratch on your forehead - only God knows how you got that one. Fernando just blinked at you and shook his head, focusing on his task, while Soap, who wasn't that far from you, was having a really hard time trying not to laugh at your stoner talk.
The utter (non?)sense that came out of your mouth was indeed amusing to whoever was listening closely, mostly Soap and Ghost, who, like the rest of 141, were already used to your reaction to ketamine from previous experiences, and would sometimes even prompt more unhinged thoughts from you. Price tried not to pay too much attention to whatever you said - he knew that as long as you were somewhat coherent and cohesive with your words, they could rule out any brain damage. Whenever Gaz heard your comments, it actually made him think about what you said, always coming to the conclusion that you were actually onto something.
Fernando finally finished with your care and left to check some of the others, while you kept staring at the ceiling of the safehouse, completely lost in your thoughts again. Your eyelids felt heavy, but you weren't sure if it was because of the drug or the blood loss. You were trying really hard to stay awake, but now that your body wasn't burning with pain and the adrenaline had worn off, all the exhaustion from the previous days caught up with you.
You looked over at Ghost, who was now speaking to Alejandro, and couldn't help but sigh dreamily at the leader of the Vaqueros - your inhibitions had really flown out of the window when the ketamine hit. They both glanced at you and you blinked twice, each time your eyelids got heavier.
"LT, 'm sleepy," you groaned, not noticing that you were pouting at both your Lieutenant and the Colonel like a grumpy toddler that needed a nap.
Alejandro somehow maintained a passive stare at you - inwardly though, he was already cradling you in his arms and cooing sweet nothings at you until you fell asleep.
Ghost simply stared at your lying form, and walked closer to you, crouching down to take a better look at your bandages.
"...Well, since you aren't actively bleeding out, I suppose you can take a nap," Ghost huffed but quickly held a finger to your face before you could take him up on it, "but someone will wake you up every 30 minutes just to make sure you still live, copy?"
"Copy, LT, loud and cle-" you interrupted yourself and just stared straight at his skull mask. Ghost frowned, wondering if he should feel concerned.
"...Are you-"
"A cheeseburger," you interrupted him, your eyes wide like sauce plates, "is a dead cow covered with its lactation." As soon as you finished your sentence, your head lolled to the side and you were knocked out cold, a soft snore leaving your barely open lips.
"Bloody fucking hell, kid," Ghost sighed, shaking his head in defeat as Soap wheezed not far away from you.
Alejandro could only stare at you, his hand clutched to his chest. "...Ay, ternura…"
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Thirty minutes had passed when Alejandro decided to check on you. Activity had lulled to a stop and most of the people were catching on some sleep, except for those keeping guard.
He could've gotten some shut-eye too, but he was the kind of leader who wouldn't completely rest until it was totally safe to do so for the whole team.
As he approached you, he noticed you were already awake and staring at the ceiling. He smiled softly, wondering if you were getting lost in your silly little thoughts again, and sat down next to you, watching your eyes focus on him this time.
"What's in your head, preciosa?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper so as to not wake the others.
"...Are you looking for a wife?" You whispered back at him after a few moments.
He blinked twice before leaning a little closer, wondering if he had heard you right, and if you could hear the way his heart rate picked up. "... Perdón?"
"Are you looking for a wife, Alejandro?" You repeated, dead serious.
He cleared his throat to get rid of the knot that formed there, before grinning at you. "...why? Are you offering?"
"... Yes," you nodded, offering him a little grin of your own, "where should I turn my résumé?"
He chuckled softly and reached down, fixing a stray lock from your forehead and tucked it behind your ear, "ask me again when you're sober and I might tell you, tesoro."
"Oh, the ketamine wore off," you sighed, slightly leaning into his fingers, "the pain woke me up, my whole body burns, actually."
His grin dropped and he frowned at you in concern, you looked awfully calm to be in that much pain. "...Want me to ask Fernando to give you some more?"
You shook your head, offering him a smile, but this time he noticed the sweat on your forehead and the frown in your brow as you tried not to move too much, "nah, I want to be sober to hear your answer. So? How do I apply?"
This time Alejandro could barely check the volume of his chuckle as he leaned even closer to you, his knuckles brushing your cheek, "If you're available, the position is all yours, preciosa."
This time you offered him a toothy smile, a flush staining your cheeks and all signs of pain gone from your features, "I make a mean huevo ranchero, you won't regret it."
"You could make me only tostadas for the rest of your life and I'd still look forward to them," he cooed, before signaling Fernando over to you, "now, let's get you comfortable for the trip, si?"
Just as he spoke, the rumble of the heli echoed in the distance, and little by little the teams woke up from their slumber. You got another shot of ketamine and were prepared for the journey, and it wasn't long until you started sharing your wisdom again with whoever could hear, much to Alejandro's delight, Soap's amusement, and Ghost's chagrin.
"If you think about it, the Miss Universe pageant should be called Miss Planet Earth, because no aliens participate in it… that we know of…"
A/N2: *quietly tags @ragingbookdragon here* 🤫♥️
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angelsdom · 6 months
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Alejandro Vargas Headcanons
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SFW :
Come on this man would totally worship the fuck out of you.
Would buy you anything you wanted without even having to tell him.
Uses names such as cariño, querida, tesoro, mami.
LOVES it when you cook for him when he comes back home from a long-lasting mission.
Would bring you at his work just to show off how lucky he is to have you.
Melts when you use Spanish nicknames for him like mi hombre, rey, mi amor, mi vida.
Would definitely act like a scary dog when a rookie approaches you with bad intentions.
NSFW :
Okay. Let's talk business now. Mans probably the kinkiest motherfucker you've ever met.
Is gentle when you aske him to be BUT will get rough when he feels like it
Probably starts dirty talking to you in Spanish and eventhough you don't understand it still turns you on.
obsessed with you riding him. Just the sight of you bouncing on his cock drives him insane.
Has probably bended you over his desk in his office and fucked you sore. For sure. Like how dare you wear this short skirt and expect not to be fucked?
I just know for a fact that he buys you those remote controlled panties and just watches you suffer with a smirk on his face.
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[OKAYY. Hi, I'm new. This is my first attempt at writing a mw2 fic/headcanons. Hope I succeeded.]
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daisies-daydreams · 11 months
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Hi! I hope you're having a good day. I wanted to ask if you could please write a fluffy/angsty scenario where Alejandro Vargas comforts his wife whose having anxiety about being a first-time mom? Thank you!!
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Pairing: Alejandro Vargas x Pregnant!Wife!Reader Category: Fluff/Angst Warnings: Mentions of Morning Sickness, Pregnancy
Word Count: 987
A/N: Hello! Thank you for your lovely request! I’m a sucker for domestic scenarios. 🥰 I apologize, my Spanish is pretty rusty but I tried to be as accurate as possible. I hope you enjoy!
Warm sunlight poured over your face and cascaded down the soft fabric of your maternity dress. You closed your eyes and took in a deep breath. You swayed back and forth in your rocking chair while rubbing your swollen belly. The deck creaked below you with each sway of the chair. Your eyes snapped open when you felt a small kick below your palm.
“Hello, little one,” you whispered with a smile. Another kick reverberated against your hand as if they were answering. You grinned as you continued to rub your abdomen, taking in the sound of the summer breeze rustling the nearby trees. Heavy footsteps thudded behind you. You turned your head to see Alejandro smiling warmly. He carried two glasses of horchata in his large hands. You returned his gentle expression as you took the beverage in your hands. He kissed your lips softly before sliding into the chair next to yours.
“¿Cómo te sientes hoy, cariño?” he asked sweetly. You sighed, taking a small sip of your drink. Notes of cinnamon and vanilla coated your tongue, blending pleasantly before you swallowed.
“Estoy muy cansada,” you replied with a weak laugh. “It felt like I didn’t get any sleep at all last night,” you continued, eyes watching the hummingbirds flick back and forth around the nectar-filled feeder that hung nearby. Alejandro nodded, recalling how he helped you wash your hair after you threw up several times throughout the night. He set his drink down on the side table and took your hand in his, stroking your knuckles with his thumb.
“Lo siento, mi amor,” he apologized. You smiled at him as he massaged the back of your hand.
“Thank you, Ale,” you sighed. He nodded. Your heart melted when he brought your hand up to his lips.
“I’m sorry it’s been so hard, mi corazón,” he whispered. You smiled, bringing his hand down to your tummy. He gasped when your baby kicked again, this time much harder. You winced at the harsh, internal impact. “Ay, te comportas,” Alejandro clicked his tongue playfully. You quietly laughed, shoulders bouncing before you took another slow sip of horchata. You smacked your lips, drawing out a heavy sigh as a hummingbird drew closer to you. You held your breath as its wings buzzed quietly, its small, emerald head tilting as it observed you. The bird’s ruby throat puffed out before it quickly zipped away into a nearby tree.
“Magnífico,” Alejandro murmured, his lips cracked into a wonder-struck grin. You nodded, watching as more of the tiny birds dipped and swerved around. He squeezed your hand, drawing your eyes to him. “(Y/N)…I want you to know that I’m so amazed by you,” he breathed. You tilted your head. He clasped his other hand above yours, his thumb still stroking your soft palm. “You’ve been so strong through all of this, mi vida. I know this is our very first child, and-” his words halted when he saw tears well in your eyes.
“¿Cariño?¿Qué te pasa?” he asked, his brows knitting together as he wiped a tear that rolled down your cheek. You released a shaky sigh as you sobbed, the waterfalls ceaselessly pouring from your eyes. Alejandro frowned, patiently waiting for your response.
“What if…What if I’m not ready, Ale?” you cried. Your husband reached over, taking your cup from you and placing it next to his.
“Not ready for what, (Y/N)? To be a mother?” he asked. You nodded and sniffed. He hummed, his hands coming up again to wipe the wet stains on your face. “Ven aquí, bebé,” he murmured softly while patting his thigh. You wiped your eyes before he helped you onto his lap. You sat on his sturdy thighs, his hand bracing the outside of your leg. Your face crashed into his shoulder. He stroked your back and whispered sweet words as you soaked his shirt with your tears.
“I’m so scared,” you confessed with a shaky breath. Alejandro pulled back to look at you, his eyes studying your worn features. “Th-There’s just so many unknowns. What if the baby doesn’t latch right away? What if something happens in the middle of the night? When I’m not around?” you rambled. You swallowed a lump in your throat, your husband’s eyes steady on you. “What if I…I just can’t do it,” you shook. Alejandro was silent, his hand pressing on the small of your back. Your bottom lip trembled, pain and exhaustion ricocheting through every bone in your body.
“Hey, look at me,” he commanded gently. You slowly tilted your head up, his hand on your thigh coming up to cup your chin. You blushed as he captured your lips in a deep kiss. You melted into the tender embrace, your hands coming up to stroke up his chest. Alejandro’s thumb caressed your chin before he pulled away. “Cariño, this will be a first for both of us. Will we make mistakes? Sí, all parents do,” he said firmly. You sighed, your body sinking into his hold. “I believe in you, (Y/N)-I believe in us. And we’re going to raise this baby the best we can,” Alejandro said with a sturdy resolution. Your frown slowly shifted into a small grin. You nodded.
“Te amo, mi corazón,” Alejandro whispered gently, his words falling over you like the calming breeze. You laughed quietly, his hand coming up to swipe at the small waterfalls cascading down your weary face.
“Te amo, Ale,” you said, nuzzling your cheek against his. You felt him smile at his nickname, his arms coming to squeeze you tightly as he planted small kisses over your face. Both of you remained seated on your porch, holding each other tenderly. You soon nodded off in his arms, head rolling into his chest. Alejandro smiled, brushing hair out of your face before he too slipped into an afternoon nap.
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Thank you for reading! ❤️
Translations:
¿Cómo te sientes hoy, cariño? - How are you doing today, honey?
Estoy muy cansada - I’m very tired.
Lo siento, mi amor - I’m sorry, my love.
Mi corazón - My heart
Ay, te comportas - Hey, behave yourself.
Mi vida - My life.
Magnífico - Magnificent
¿Cariño?¿Qué te pasa? - Honey? What’s wrong?
Ven aquí, bebé - Come here, baby.
Sí - Yes
Te amo - I love you.
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Alejandro : Come close for a quick second, Mi alma.
Y/N : Yes?
Alejandro, gently cups their chin & kisses their forehead : 😘
Alejandro : You’re very brilliant, don’t forget that.
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delicateray · 2 months
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Alejandro and a woman who acts like Gloria from modern family 😩😩 just imagine the fics ab it🙌🙌🙌🙌
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novelant · 2 months
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I have a few WIPs in my drafts which are far through if not almost complete just wondering which ones people would like to see first. (All will be posted)
💋 - Novelant
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homicidal-slvt · 1 year
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Hellooo! could i request a smutty alejandro x reader fanfic in which alejandro almost died so they have some passionate s*x
"Felt Within"
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Alejandro Vargas x GN!Reader
Medic|Y/N
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Warnings: Angst, Smut, Fluff, Violence/Injury/Death Mention, Praise Kink?
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"Alejandro you're still not fully healed yet-"
"Corazón.... I need you."
How could you possibly protest against him, when you felt the exact same. That burning fire in the pit of your stomach as his hands wandered every inch of you, kissing you till you're absolutely breathless.
His ribs still ached that was for sure, the burns along his right arm also were very sensitive but his passion out weighed that by a ton.
He almost died and all he could think about was how he'd never feel you again, how he couldn't shower you in all the affection that you deserved. He'd be damned if he missed his chance now. This man spent every waking moment that he could showing you how much you meant to him, because he was no fool and he knew at any given moment- the last kiss he gave you truly could be the last.
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"I almost... I almost lost you..."
"I know... I know..."
He tried to soothe you as you sat by his side, trying your best to regain your composure. You had seen and dealt with a lot as a medic.
You knew the risks of it all, you knew one day he may not come back.
You had several lives slip through your fingers, you've seen so many go too soon in the blink of an eye.
But to see them bring him in like that, to know he came so very close to dying, to know that he simply got lucky when that bomb went off....
It fucking horrified you.
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Your soft gasps and moans echoed off the walls of the room, though they were nothing compared to how noisy Alejandro was being.
He was cooing at you and praising you, worshipping your body with every rock of his hips into you, admiring your face below him.
His lips meet yours in another heated kiss, swallowing down every noise you made, treasuring the feeling of your skin against his.
His head tilted back with that all too familiar smile on his face, dark eyes clouded with love and lust.
"Te amo... Never forget that."
You knew you wouldn't ever forget it, the way he treated you, the sincere and deep love that was shared...
It was a feeling deep within.
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bingoboingobongo · 1 year
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If the asks are still open may I make a request. I read your cuddling headcanons for task force 141 and it got me thinking. How would they react to being cradled to their fem s/o's chest. With their fingers running through their hair, listening to their heartbeat? These boys deserve to go to sleep in comfort. Let them go into such a deep sleep they almost go into the light. If you don't feel like doing the whole squad can I just have Ghost?
task force 141 + being cradled
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Characters: Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, John Price, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra
Warnings: none
A/N: help i've been watching neymar jr/jude bellingham edits for so long my fyp thinks im a real soccer fan
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simon "ghost" riley:
alright so simon's definitely more used to being the cradler rather than the cradled
he likes holding your head to his chest and feeling you bury your face deeper into his shirt
but honestly he's never been held by someone else
i mean just on size alone the schematics are kinda awkward
which is why he's sort of caught of guard the first time you pull him to your chest
the two of you were sitting in bed and he was telling you about his day
and you could tell that even though his voice was neutral he was absolutely exhausted (plus all the stuff he had to say just sounded so tiring)
so without saying anything (and a bit of struggle ngl this man is huge and therefore heavy) you manage to pull his head into your chest
he kinda stiffens and tries to get away but you hold him firm against your chest because you know that if he really wanted to leave he easily could
but when he sees how determined you are to keep him there it sorta flicks a switch in his mind that maybe this isn't the worse thing in the world
like obviously you wanted this and he's spent enough time with you to trust you
and besides you're so warm and even though you're not as big as him he can't help but feel secure in your arms so he starts to relax
and you tell him to pick up his head so you can take off his balaclava and he happily obliges
and he takes this opportunity to readjust into a more popular position so that he's more shifted on his side with one of his arms wrapped around your torso
and now he can feel the tiredness start to creep around his eyelids but he doesn't want to fall asleep because he wants to be able to savor this moment
but when you bring your fingers to his hair?
oh. my. lord.
simon melts IMMEDIATELY
he's kinda embarrassed about it but his eyes literally rolled into the back of his head
and after that point it is literally so hard for him to not fall asleep
like he is fighting demons just so he can stay awake and listen to your heartbeat longer
but with the way you're fingers are working magic on his scalp it's not long until his eyes are closing
he honestly doesn't even realize he fell asleep until he wakes up the next morning
and is he stiff as hell?
yes.
but was it worth it?
yes.
john "soap" mactavish:
alright so soap's definitely more chill about it than ghost
like he was the one to put his head on your chest not the other way around
he just likes how soft and warm you are and it makes him feel cozy
but he can't do it all the time because sometimes it gets to hot or he gets worried his head is too heavy
it's like being the little spoon
it's nice but sometimes you just wanna sprawl your entire body over someone else's
so he honestly doesn't let you cradle him very often
plus it's just like an awkward position for him
he doesn't wanna have to crane his neck up to see you and he has to do that when you have his head in your chest
that being said he will sacrifice seeing your face for a bit if it means having you scratch his head for him
although his favorite is when you're sitting on the couch because then he can lay his head on your lap
and then he has a good visual of your face and he gets to have you scratch his head
so it's a win win in his opinion
that being said having his head on his chest is one of his favorite positions to fall asleep in
especially when he's too tired to worry about if it's comfortable for you or not
something about your heartbeat is just soothing what can i say
kyle "gaz" garrick:
hmmm so tbh i don't think gaz is really into the head scratches
like it doesn't really work with his hair texture anyways and they feel funny to him
sorta like how some people love asmr but others can't stand it
and honestly i hate to say it but i don't really see gaz as being super into having you cradle his head and stuff
idk why i just can't see him doing that but maybe im just blind idk
like he might lean his head on your shoulder or even your head or something like that but idk he's just not a cradle kind of guy imo
he definitely loves cradling your head though
like he loves it when you're sitting in the car or on a couch and you lean your head on his shoulder and he can wrap his arm around you
definitely gives a top of the head kiss then too
maybe when he's sleeping he'll put his head on your chest
but again he'd much rather have your head on his chest
plus gaz has found that he has a very sensitive spine
(probably from falling out of like twenty helicopters let's be fr)
and so often when he falls asleep with his head on your chest he wakes up with a super stiff neck
off topic but one time he did fall asleep with his head on your chest and you moved it to his pillow once he fell asleep
and ik it sounds counterintuitive but that day gaz knew he was falling in love because the fact that you knew to do that made his heart soar
john price:
okay so price is obviously older and therefore more mature
and like the wise man he is he's never afraid to rest his head on the chest of a beautiful woman
that's honestly one of his favorite ways to spend his off days
the two of you laying on a couch watching a movie
he let you pick bc you both knew he would pass out by the thirty minute mark
i mean how could he not?
especially when he's laying on your chest and you're fiddling with his hair
twisting it and braiding it and combing through it
also you know he let's out the most guttural groan as soon as your fingers touch his head
and at that point he's more than happy to close his eyes, lay back, and relax as he listens to your heartbeat over the sound of the movie
sometimes you'll say something and he'll grunt in reply
but you both know that he has no idea what you said because he's in that perfect limbo of barely being awake and barely falling asleep
i mean he literally fantasizes about spending his days like that
alejandro vargas:
hm alright so alejandro would definitely rather have you on his chest than lay his head on yours
but also in the end his root motivation for everything is just making you happy so if you ask him to lay his head on your chest he will obey any day
i mean guys...
he is whipped for you let's be real
you say jump he says how high
he'll also never admit it or explicitly ask for it but he does love it when you play with his hair
especially when you curl it around your finger and tug on it a little
sometimes though if he's had a long day he'll come home and just lay his head down on your chest so he can listen to your heartbeat
usually he'll get up after a while so he can talk to you without his words being muffled by your chest
sometimes though he's too tired and he'll just straight pass out
still in his gear and everything
rodolfo "rudy" parra:
hehehehe rudy my favorite
all right guys im sure you already saw it coming but rudy definitely LOVES resting his head on your chest
like it is his preferred position for everything
he will outright ask you to lay down so he could go rest his head on your chest
and yes he will ask you to play with his hair too
and he will sing your praises when you do
this definitely started way early in the relationship so you've had lots of time to get used to it
and it's not like you can complain because even if it does get uncomfortable at times rudy is always sure to let you know how much he appreciates it
i mean it just lets him actually sleep well for once
like as soon as his head is on your chest he is passed out
snoring quietly and drooling ever so slightly
and you know when he wakes up he's gonna have those red indent marks on his skin lol
but all jokes aside it really is his favorite thing like if he could he would record the sound of your heartbeat and play it back during missions
and also when he's on duty and has to sleep alone he definitely props up some pillows and tries to pretend it's you
it's not as good as you though
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lazybutsmexy · 1 year
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Alejandro Vargas x reader (GN)
Warning: pure tooth rotting fluff, pillow talk with Alejandro, marriage talk, very fluffy, you're both very smitten with each other
Word count: 1012
On AO3
A/N: I may have humbled him before but I still love him very much 🫶♥️
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"What about rings?"
His voice was rough and whispered, like the rumble of a distant thunder. It vibrated in his chest, where you rested your cheek, and it kept you warm. It was a quiet night for once, yet neither of you could sleep. 
Los Vaqueros had made an important effort since Valeria was detained, and managed to take control of most of Las Almas now that most of the cartel's groups were headless. Little by little, Las Almas recovered, and many civilians that had left the city because of the cartel's activities, came back to help rebuild. Los Vaqueros became a symbol of hope and stubbornness; they wouldn't give in to the cartel so easily. 
It gave you hope as well. Maybe the day when you and Alejandro would finally be able to start your own families in a much safer Las Almas wasn't so far away. And this hope led to more frequent talks about the future - talks that had been shushed or postponed many times. Now, it felt safe to talk. 
"In this economy?" You quipped and he chuckled lowly, his fingers never stopping their ministrations on your naked back. Your arm rested on his stomach, enjoying the rise and fall whenever he took a breath. You both knew that in this line of work, moments like these were hard to come by. So you were both taking your time, enjoying each other as long as you were both still conscious. 
He tenderly took your hand and placed a kiss on your ring finger. "You know very well that I'd go to hell itself just to get the perfect ring for mi amor," you stared at him with a dopey grin at his words, knowing he meant every word. Honestly, this man could wrap a twig around your finger and call it a day, you would still be head over heels for him. But he was a passionate man, everything he wanted to do, he did it with his whole heart and soul. 
"Mi Alejandro," you cooed, turning your hand to cup his cheek and stroke it tenderly, "las cosas que me dices…" 
Alejandro grinned and brought you impossibly closer to him, his legs tangled with yours and he leaned down, pressing your foreheads together. He thanked the darkness in the room for hiding his blushing face, although you could feel the warmth under your hand. Hearing you calling him yours never failed to make him giddy - he wanted to be yours completely, not only in words, but also have that stupid little paper that said you were married. 
"Yo tenía otra idea," you continue, your thumb stroking his cheekbone and then slowly moving  down his jaw and neck, until it rested on his chest, right above his thundering heart, "we can definitely have the rings for the ceremony, but it would be dangerous on the job, no?" 
Alejandro hummed and pursued his lips, his hand finding a home on your waist as he traced little shapes on your skin. Of course he knew that wearing rings while on the job would be risky - he wouldn't wear his unless he was off-duty. However, he had a small wish in the back of his heart that you wouldn't want to continue being a soldier once Las Almas was freed from the cartel and you both got married. He knew better than that, of course. You were just as passionate as him, and you loved Las Almas just as he did, even though you weren't born there. He just wanted to keep you away from harm, and once you officially - and legally - became part of his family, you would become a target, not just for the soldier you were anymore, but because you would be his most loved one.
"So," you continue, completely unaware of the lagoon in his mind, "maybe we could get matching tattoos," he blinked at you and your grin grew, you have obviously thought about this before, "something small, something that carries a lot of meaning for the both of us, and we can keep it hidden from those we don't want to know."
"... You know that I would gladly get your name tattooed across my chest if you asked me to, no?," he mumbled against your lips, and nearly swallowed the giggle that escaped you.
"Es neta, Ale!," you chuckled against his lips before giving him a short kiss. You pulled back with a grin and enjoyed the little whine that escaped him when you did, "I even thought of what we should get tattooed."
"Eh?," He nuzzled your cheek, his arms fully encircling your body and flushing you to him, "and what is that, mi vida?"
"'V', solo eso," you grinned and kissed his cheek, "it can mean a lot of things, like vitalidad, valentía…"
Alejandro smiled and nuzzled your shoulder with a hum, "...valor, visión…" 
You smiled as he caught on, and pulled back to cup his face and kiss his forehead, "Vida," his nose, "Vaqueros," and finally you spoke against his lips, "Vargas." 
A chill ran down his entire body, as it suddenly dawned on him that you were openly telling him you wanted his name on your skin. Alejandro knew he could be a bit possessive, but the sole thought of his initials on your skin opened a door to a whole new world of feelings. 
You let out a breathy laugh, quite proud of yourself for delivering the punchline so successfully. You didn't know how to admit to him that you had wanted this from the moment you both shared your first kiss. Now that you had thrown caution off the window, and you were drunk in love and affection, and drowning in the arms of the man you loved so much, you finally spoke your desires, and he had listened. 
Alejandro's smile grew impossibly wider as he pulled you into a searing kiss, tears stinging his eyes as he moaned your name.
"...ay, mi amor," he groaned, finally pulling back and staring into your eyes, "las cosas que me dices…"
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You've always got me𓆩♡𓆪
pairing: Alejandro vargas x gn!reader
a/n: this is inspired by @alewesker and their post!
so it's mentioned that one of alejandro's favourite things about having a smaller partner is that he gets to help them with getting things from a high shelf or maybe just anywhere they can't reach.
But what if his partner is so stubborn and won't ask for help?
for example, first time they are in a situation where they are spending the night at Alejandro's place, and they need to get a cup but it's at the highest shelf. They immediately start looking around for a chair to help them reach whatever they want, but even then they need to be on their tip toes to get it. Alejandro's watching from afar quietly a little confused, why didn't they ask for help? But he decides to not stress over it. They'll probably ask for help next time.
But he was so wrong. It's happened more three times and each time he waited for them to even just look at him but they still didn't, thinking they don't need his help.
Alejandro didn't want to push it, he really didn't. he couldn't stop himself they next time it happened, this time he couldn't be quiet anymore, instead, he walk up to them, grabbing the chair before they can grab it.
"why won't you ask for my help?" he says gently with a small pout on his mouth.
"what do you mean honey?" they answer confused. what could they possibly need his help with?. "you know what I mean mi vida , I could easily get you what you want, you know I won't even need a chair" this time he answers with a smirk, trying to lighten up after he might've seemed upset.
"oh I can do it myself"
"but you don't have to"
this time they take a few seconds to reply, taking his words in. he's right, they don’t have to. they don’t have to do everything on their own. even with something as small as getting a cup form a high shelf, they don’t have to shy away from asking for help especially if it's from their partner.
"I guess you're right. I'm sorry i just really never think about asking for help. I kind of gotten used to do everything on my own"
He lets go of the chair and his hand reaches out to his partner's face instead, holding them so gently before he answers so softly, "i know baby but i'm here now. You don't have to do everything on your own, you can always ask for my help with anything no matter how small or how big. Okay?"
"okay", they answer back. their lips curved into a warm, loving smile, holding onto his hands. they can finally let go. It can be over only if they let it be, they are not on their own anymore, they don't have to be.
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Y/N, smiles about something Alejandro did : ☺️
Alejandro, pleasantly surprised : Mi alma! Your smile, it’s so cute~ 🤗
Y/N, quickly changes to a surprised expression for no one ever said that about them : W-what? 😳
Alejandro : Aw, even your surprised look is cute! 😁
Y/N, flushed : You shut your big a💲💲 forehead up! I-I. . . 🫣
Alejandro, didn’t mind them & fonds over their cuteness : ☺️
Alejandro, comes closer then kisses their cheek making them flush even more : You’re simply just adorable, Mi alma. 🤗😘
Y/N, hides their face into his neck : thank you. . .
Alejandro, holds them closer : You’re very welcome, my love.
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mlmxreader · 4 months
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Can You Hear the Music? | Alejandro Vargas x gn!reader
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↳ ❝ Alejandro
28 “How can you be jealous right now?” ❞
: ̗̀➛ No one can ever make you happier than Alejandro... but one thing can.
: ̗̀➛ swearing, smoking
↳ @mockerycrow
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The bass pounded loudly, mixing with the drums and main guitar as it shook the entire arena; Alejandro was stood beside you, mopping sweat from his brow as he suddenly regretted wearing a hoodie.
Outside was freezing, but with the pyrotechnics and the crowd, it was getting close to sweltering for Alejandro; he grabbed the hem of his hoodie, as well as the hem of his shirt, and quickly tugged it over his head, tying it around his waist.
You looked at him, grinning as you looked him up and down; daring to grin. He didn't seem to notice when you started singing and dancing along again, completely enthralled by you and utterly hypnotised.
He made the right choice in getting you the tickets for your anniversary; it wasn't really his type of music, his taste swayed more towards bands like Slipknot and Rammstein, but he was more than happy to see you so fucking ecstatic.
"Fränder, bröder, vår stormaktstid är över! Vårt rike blöder, fanan står i brand! Aldrig, aldrig, aldrig återvända! Svea stormaktstid till ända! Ambition och en strikt religion! Drev svensken uti krig!" Your voice rang out louder than the band, and Alejandro couldn't help but to nearly stumble over his own feet.
You were fucking stunning, singing at the top of your lungs with such passion that he found it difficult to compare it to anything; you were where you belonged, after all, and he had certainly made the right decision.
Laughing a little to himself as he pulled you to his side, kissing your temple sweetly as he hummed to himself. You tilted your head to the side, eyeing him for a moment as you squinted at him.
"What?"
"You only do that when someone's flirting with me!" You shouted over the music, laughing. "How can you be jealous right now?!"
Alejandro giggled, shaking his head. "No, amor! You're just so happy! I love it!"
You rolled your eyes, grinning as you did your best not to shake your head at him. But he was being honest.
Alejandro had not seen you so happy in what seemed like forever; the only time that ever rivalled it was when he had agreed to watch the extended editions of The Lord of The Rings with you... even if he did fall asleep by the first hour.
He rarely got the chance to see you so happy; often away on deployment or stationed at the training fields, Alejandro barely ever got the chance to see you happy, let alone be the cause of it.
He could never understand why you had stayed with him for so long, but he appreciated it, he appreciated you.
There was no one in the world he would have loved to call his spouse more than you. In truth, he adored you massively, so much so that he would have done anything for you.
If you asked him for the moon, he would have put a lasso around it and pulled it down into the front garden.
If you asked him for the crown jewels, he would have shot every last English royal to get them for you.
If you asked, Alejandro would have done it for you; he knew full well, though, that it went both ways. If he asked, you would have done it. If he wanted something, you would have gotten it for him.
Utterly and completely devoted to one another in every sense.
The show was coming to a close, though, and as the band said their final goodbyes after their last encore, you turned to Alejandro, and grabbed him by the back of the neck. He grinned when you planted a kiss to his lips, immediately kissing you back and pulling you closer, as much as he could.
You were so fucking happy, he couldn't help but to be infected by it. Spending a lifetime at war, constantly having to see destruction and death at every turn, of course he was more than happy to have a spouse who reminded him that there was good in the world, and that that good was worth fighting for.
But once the band had finished, he brought you outside with him, and as he tugged his hoodie and shirt back on, you sat on the smoking area steps, grinning at him.
Alejandro couldn't put a price on such a smile, it was the single most precious thing in the world and he would have done anything to see it. He could never say that your smile was anything but priceless.
"Cigarette?" You hummed, and when he sat beside you, you handed him one. "Thank you for this, by the way. I know they're not really your thing."
Alejandro shook his head as he took a drag from his cigarette and put his arm around you. "I got to see you smile. That makes it more than worth it."
You grinned, looking at him so fucking fondly that it nearly made him faint. "I love you so much."
"I know," he hummed. "Do you wanna go to the merch stand after this? I'll buy you whatever you want."
"Do you mean it?" You asked with a hopeful stare.
Alejandro nodded as he did his best not to laugh so fucking fondly. "Of course! You're my spouse, mi amor, mi corazón."
You nudged him with your shoulder as you laughed softly. "What'd I ever do to deserve you?"
He shrugged, pursing his lips for a moment. "You got lucky, same as I did."
Softly, you stole a kiss. "I love you. You're the best husband in the world."
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homicidal-slvt · 1 year
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Just saw your KMK with Rudy, Ale, and Graves
Graves kill ofc
But I can’t choose between marrying Ale or marrying Rudy
Any headcanons that could ease the decision? 👀
{Sorry I'm probably late to this. I've had a hell of a time recently! Hope you still enjoy these quick Head-Canons though.}
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Rodolfo Parra
The kind of man to make you breakfast in the morning, especially if you're on your period or just having a rough day
Definitely a dog dad, absolutely adores almost all puppers
Probably likes birds as well
Will often sit on the couch and tell you ALL about any embarrassing things the other guys did just to make you laugh
Definitely loves being the big spoon when cuddling but enjoys being the little spoon as well
Loves baking and will definitely always make birthday cakes for you himself
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Alejandro Vargas
Expect to be kissed awake every morning
Doesn't really cook breakfast but he will make dinner some nights, especially aiming for an air of romance
He loves scented candles and will often buy new ones for you, especially floral scents
Loves dogs and cats both equally
Will not keep his hands off you 90% of the time- what can I say he just loves being close to you
Is always the big spoon, just wants to hold you so tight
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bingoboingobongo · 1 year
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cod characters alphabet: honesty
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Characters: Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, John Price, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra, Valeria Garza
Warnings: none
Prompt: Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?
A/N: i have a love-hate relationship with liking guys
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simon "ghost" riley:
okay so ghost definitely has a lot of secrets he keeps from you
some are about his past and his childhood, some are about the horrors he faces on the job, and some are about the horrors that he's committed himself
he's a very closed off man so he's rarely open and forthcoming with his problems
he'd much rather shoulder it alone than ask you for help
he doesn't keep any secrets that he knows would hurt you
if he ever messes up he owns up to his mistakes quickly
all his secrets are about himself and his actions, and he chooses not to share that with you because he doesn't want you to see him differently or pity him
that being said, as you guys know each other for longer and get closer, he might let you in on a few secrets
maybe when he's had a few drinks and he thinks you're ready for it
even though he might seem tipsy, he'll actually be very alert and watching your reaction
and from there he'll decide on how he feels about telling you more
of course, there are some secrets that you'll never know and that he plans on taking to the grave
john "soap" mactavish:
honestly i think soap would love to keep secrets (not in a bad way, just in a 'it's better to keep some things private' kind of way)
but he really just sucks at it
it's not like he intentionally goes around telling all of his (or other's) secrets
but he has a tendency to talk a lot and sometimes he's not thinking the hardest about what he's talking about and it just slips out
especially when he's been drinking
but if it's someone else's secret and it's really important, he's smart enough to keep his mouth shut
in relationships, soap prefers to keep things as open as possible
he prefers to brief you on some of the more intense details of his job near the beginning just so you know what you're getting into
but he always lightens the mood with humor so it doesn't feel so heavy
if he makes a mistake, he might try and cover it up initially (if it's minor) but it usually ends up coming out anyways
and with major mistakes he'll just come straight out and own it to get ahead of all the issues
kyle "gaz" garrick:
okay so gaz really values honest communication, but he still understands the need for privacy
he's more than okay with you keeping a few secrets, because he has a few himself
most of them pertain to his work and the activities he does
he doesn't want you to worry yourself to death everytime he goes on duty and so he'll choose to leave out all the times he's almost died
that being said, if you asked him to tell than he would
but other than that, he doesn't keep very many secrets
besides holiday/anniversary gifts and the fact that he's been saving up to buy you a ring
whenever he makes a mistake he usually tries to smooth it over/deal with it on his own
he just doesn't see the need of troubling you if he can fix it himself
but if he feels like working on it alone won't help he'll let you know as soon as possible
john price:
okay so like most (if not all) of these characters, price's only big secrets are about his work
he does a lot of stuff on a day to day basis, some of it safe, a lot of it dangerous, and quite a few things that would earn a disapproving look from you
he has a few reasons for keeping these things from you
for one, he doesn't want you to worry about him
for two, he doesn't want you to be disgusted or scared by him
and for three, he knows how dangerous information can be, and he tries to keep you safe by preserving your ignorance
because of reason three, he often refuses to tell you anything beyond surface level about his work, even if you ask
he just cannot take the risk of you getting hurt because of him
honestly, i think price has quite a few secrets, but just because he has so much life experience
he'll share them with you happily if the moment arises, but usually he just stays quiet
he doesn't see the point in bringing things up if it's not affecting anything
alejandro vargas:
ok so honestly i think alejandro is actually really open about any secrets he has
i think he believes that trust is one of the most important things in a relationship, and you can't have trust without communication
he'll wait until you guys have been together for a while, and then tell you all the details his work entails
he'll probably withhold details just for your safety, but he tells you enough for you to get the gist
he wants to know everything he can about you, and he knows that in order to do that he needs to let you know everything about him
he also wants to make sure you understand what happened if he ever dies in action
and he's also really appreciative of how much you worry for him
alejandro isn't really the kind of guy to make many mistakes, but when he does he acts quickly to tell you and then deal with it
and he trusts you to do the same when you're in that position
rodolfo "rudy" parra:
okay so honestly weird take, but i feel like rudy keeps a lot of secrets
he doesn't do it out of ill-will or anything, but he does it so you can stay happy
he's worried that if he clued you in on all the terrible things he sees on a daily basis, you'll be sad or distraught
that being said, if he's struggling with nightmares or ptsd he'll confide in you a little
but sometimes, when you're holding him and rubbing his back with one hand and playing with his hair in the other, everything comes flowing out
he'll try to be as vague as possible though, because he doesn't want to put any pressure on you
like gaz, if you press him about anything he'll open up eventually
as long as he feels like it won't make you feel too upset or sad
whenever he makes mistakes, his knee jerk instinct is to try and fix it asap
but he usually ends up having to tell you soon or else he gets eaten up by guilt
valeria garza:
okay so it's no surprise that valeria is like queen of secrets
even though she loves you, it's not like she can exactly tell you she's infamous drug cartel leader el sin nombre right off the bat
it takes a long time for you to gain her trust
and even then, she's hesitant to tell you all the details
she might just tell you she's involved with drugs and that's it
in the beginning of your relationship though, there's no way you know she's working in the drug industry (unless you work with her)
she'll tell you she works in finance or something like that to explain all her money
she also has some more personal secrets that she likes to keep close to her chest
and those she's very hesitant to tell you about
but if she tells you she's el sin nombre, she'll tell you those too
when she makes mistakes, she'll smooth it over and try and keep it secret as long as possible
she hates having her mistakes be held over her head, and so she'll try to make sure you don't find out
but once it's out, it's out and she'll own it
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