#alpha alejandro vargas

[callsign-bunnie]

Umm I have a request of a slasher AU with alpha Ghost x omega soap and alpha alejando x omega Rodolfo

Rudy and Soap go on a class trip to the woods with there teacher. The class goes into this abandon building where they soon find out that serial killers are there. Soap and Rudy run but gets pushed by some class mates to the killers.

I did a little different from a class trip since that's the exact plot of the first chapter of Slasher Fieldtrip and went with a party, instead

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Rodolfo rolled his eyes as Soap went on and on about the party they were going to. A party in the woods in the middle of September. What a great idea! It’s apparently at this abandoned school, too, which… 

“Why are we even going to this again?” Rodolfo sighed and turned to Soap, hugging himself. He didn’t like dressing nearly as… showy as Soap. He would not slut shame his best friend. Even if he dressed in a manner similar to one. And had lots of sex. He would not slut shame him. 

Soap looked over at him. “God, Rudy, could you be more of a stereotype?” He came over, pulling Rodolfo’s shirt back and tying it. “Try to look a little sexy! Come on! We’re having fun!”

Rodolfo huffed and pulled away, untying his shirt. “No. I’m only going to this party because you want to go. Which, again, I ask, why are we going??”

“Because I am bored.” Soap sighed. “It is our second year of college and maybe you’re content with doing nothing but studying and being bored all year, but I want to do something. You don’t want me to go alone.”

Rodolfo sighed, since Soap had a point. “Yeah, I guess…” He shook his head. “Fine, but don’t expect me to dress… sexy or whatever. I’m content like this.”

“Of course you are.” Soap shook his head. “Fine, fine.” He smiled and then he kissed Rodolfo’s cheek. “Let’s go!”

Rodolfo snorted, unbothered since Soap was always affectionate. “Yeah, yeah, let’s go.”

They took Soap’s car and Rodolfo let Soap drive, his nerves growing as they went down the dirt path that led to the old school. He wondered why it didn’t have like a road or something that led to it, but he didn’t ask out loud, doubting Soap had bothered to find out. 

He loved his best friend, but he didn’t ask very many questions. Rodolfo was the opposite, constantly asking questions. When they parked in what look like a very beat up parking lot, he wasn’t shocked to see a fair amount of other cars. “What if the cops get called?”

“Eh, no laws are being broken, save for maybe underage drinking. The owner of the property’s daughter is running the party.” Soap explained as they got out, locking up the jeep he’d bought the year before. “So, we should be fine. Are you going to be drinking?”

“No, I’ll have to drive us back.” Rodolfo snorted. Not to mention, he rarely drank at parties. He shook his head and followed Soap inside, cringing as they went into the doors of the school. It was apparently an elementary school, which maybe added to the eerieness a little.

The lights were off, though floodlights had been set up, and most of the party appeared to be in the cafeteria which could be seen through this big glass wall in the direct entrance. So, Rodolfo and Soap went there. 

Soap immediately dragged him to the drink table, getting a beer, and Rodolfo made a face, just grabbing a soda. “Loosen up,” Soap nudged him. “At least try to have fun! Come on! It’s a party!”

“Yeah, exactly, I don’t go to those!” Rodolfo groaned and shook his head. He was grateful he’d made the choice to wear scent suppressants, cringing a little as some people accidentally got too close to him. He got an idea, knowing how his best friend was. “Can we explore the rest of the school a little?”

“Sure.” Soap grinned. “I want to check it out.”

Rodolfo relaxed, his head pounding from the loud music, and he grabbed Soap’s wrist, dragging him out of the cafeteria and to a random hallway. There weren’t any flood lights down it so Rodolfo got out his phone flashlight and they hesitantly started down the hallway.

Rodolfo glanced into doors, seeing mostly bare and empty classrooms and they paused at a door that was closed. Soap just immediately opened it and Rodolfo went to stop him. Both cringed and froze as the smell of sex hit them and Soap immediately shut the door. “Gross.” Rodolfo muttered.

“I dunno, gives me ideas.” Soap laughed and Rodolfo just lightly shoved him. “Come on, when was the last time you had sex?”

Rodolfo winced. “It’s been a while.” He admitted. “I don’t have time for sex.” That was a lie, he just didn’t like hookup culture and he had no interest in trying to form a lasting relationship with the alpha douchebags that went to their college. 

Soap didn’t look convinced but shook his head and they continued down the hallway. Finally, they found a room that still looked like it had stuff in it, so they went into the room, using Rudy’s flashlight to look around. Rodolfo found the drawings still taped to the wall to be eerie, going up to them. They looked to be drawings of apple trees. “Why did this place close down, anyway?”

“One of the student’s father kept killing kids and the school did nothing about it.” Soap explained. “Apparently another kid went missing, too, and the school just didn’t care.”

Rodolfo blinked and frowned. “What were both kid’s names?”

“Uh, the first was Simon Riley I think? The second was Alejandro Vargas.”

Rodolfo winced, holding his head. Why was that second name familiar? He shook it off and tried to clear his sudden headache. “So they just closed it?”

“They had to, I think. I dunno, Rudy, I’m not a lawyer.” Soap snorted and came over to him. “Oh, shit, see!” He pointed to one of the drawings and Rodolfo looked at it, frowning as he saw Simon Riley was the name on the drawing. It was a fairly normal drawing.

Kind of.

Then, Rodolfo noticed the weird like demon thing which appeared to be standing behind a tree. “Creepy,” he mumbled as he pointed it out to Soap, who nodded in agreement. “Wonder if Alejandro Vargas’s is on here.”

“Yeah, probably,” a voice came from behind, startling them, and both whipped around.

But, no one was there. 

They shared a look. “Maybe let’s go back to the rest of the party.” Rodolfo suggested and Soap immediately nodded.

Rodolfo was glad for the silent agreement to just not talk about what just happened as they started back down the hallway. But right as they got to it, the doors which separated the hallway from the rest of the school closed, cutting them off. Rodolfo jolted back at the sudden noise and looked at Soap, who was making a face.

“I think we’re being pranked.” Soap muttered.

“Yeah, by who?”

“Don’t be mad.” Soap winced. “Please.”

“Soap.” Rodolfo crossed his arms, already mad.

Soap pouted. “Please, Rudy, don’t be mad. You have to promise first.”

Rodolfo narrowed his eyes before sighing. “Fine. What did you do?”

“I told Wayne you’d be here.” Soap cringed. “It was how I even got the location in the first place.”

“Soap, you fucking asshole!” Rodolfo groaned, touching his forehead.

“Don’t be mad, you promised!” Soap immediately said and Rodolfo just glared at him. “Please! Besides, I only told him you might be here.”

Rodolfo couldn’t fault Soap too hard. Soap didn’t fully know why Wayne and Rodolfo had broken up the year before… “So you think he’s pulling all of this shit?”

“Maybe…” Soap mumbled. “I’m really sorry, Rudy.”

“It’s fine.” Rodolfo shook his head, even though it wasn’t. He just went to the door, yanking it open, and relaxing when he saw the rest of the party. Just don’t react, don’t give in. That was the best way of dealing with Wayne. 

Rodolfo and Soap went back to the cafeteria, where they found a small area for Soap to continue to drink in and Rodolfo just hugged himself as he watched to make sure no one got too handsy with Soap, not wanting his best friend to get taken advantage of.

“Hey, Rudy…” An arm snaked around Rodolfo’s shoulders and Rodolfo immediately felt uncomfortable. “You might want to be careful, I’ve heard this place is haunted.”

Rodolfo shoved Wayne’s arm off his shoulders. “I think I’ll take my chances, thanks.” He glared at Wayne, who just laughed. 

“Are you sure you want to, baby? Come on, I’ll keep you safe.” Wayne grabbed his waist and pulled him closer and Rodolfo gagged at the scent of him. He shoved Wayne away, again, and shook his head.

“Eat shit, Wayne.” Rodolfo muttered and pulled away. 

“God, you’re such a bi-”

Soap shoved Wayne down to the floor. “Don’t talk to him like that.”

Wayne snarled and was up a moment later, but Soap moved in front of Rodolfo, puffing out his chest. Wayne looked between them and just shook his head. “Whatever, you’re not worth it.” He spat and then walked away, immediately finding some omega to start grinding up on.

Rodolfo relaxed as he was gone, shaking his head. “I think I’d rather take my chances with the fucking ghosts.” He joked as Soap shook his head.

“Fucker.” Soap muttered. “I shouldn’t have told him you were here.” He turned to Rodolfo, who just shrugged and shook his head. 

“Whatever. You did, not much we can do to fix it.” Rodolfo shrugged and sighed. He was almost tempted to drink, now, just because of that interaction. Even still, he did not accept the beer Soap offered him as he grabbed another.

Soap grinned. “Well, you wanna take your chances with another hallway?”

Rodolfo rolled his eyes. “Yeah, sure.” He muttered, since they knew whatever “ghost” was haunting them was Wayne, now. 

So, Soap tugged him out of the cafeteria and to another hallway. Rodolfo followed him as they walked down it, avoiding the closed doors. They’d learned their lesson. They found one that oddly had a floodlight in it, but was completely empty, save for some old desks and some posters on the wall.

Soap shrugged and climbed up onto a desk, sitting on it. Rodolfo grabbed the teacher’s desk from behind the desk and pulled it over, sitting in it. “Figures.” Soap muttered. “We’re at a party and we find some way to be alone.”

Rodolfo laughed. “We’re best friends, aren’t we?”

Soap shrugged. “Fair.” He smiled. “Wish I’d brought my weed.”

“Fuck, me too.” The one substance Rodolfo had no problem consuming, but he had a card because of a head injury when he was a teenager. 

Soap leaned back on his hands after putting his beer in his lap and looked up at the ceiling. “Kind of eerie being in a place where a bunch of kids died, you know?”

“No,” Rodolfo huffed, “because I was trying not to think about it.”

“Yeah, you like to do that, don’t you?” Soap snapped and Rodolfo flinched. 

Rodolfo shook his head, looking away. “Fuck you, that was uncalled for.”

Soap was silent and then he sighed. “You’re right, I’m sorry.” He mumbled. “I don’t know, I’m just… Maybe this party wasn’t a good idea.”

Rodolfo wasn’t sure he disagreed. He wasn’t ready to face how awkward things had been between them since Halloween. That tended to happen when your best friend randomly started crying about how lonely he was and then tried to make out with you in front of an entire party. “Still, we’re here now.” Rodolfo lifted his foot, nudging Soap.

Soap smiled and nodded. “You’re right, we are.” He relaxed and sighed, shaking his head. He downed the rest of his beer and then cursed. “I should have grabbed a second one, just in case. Stay here, I’m gonna go grab another.”

“Please be quick,” Rodolfo pleaded as he sat up. 

Soap laughed. “I will be. I promise.” He then left the room and Rodolfo found himself tensing, immediately. 

He tried not to panic, taking deep breaths and closing his eyes. He really didn’t like being alone in dark rooms. Not for any reason, he was just a normal human being. “Fuck…” He muttered and scratched at his arms, getting up and going around the room, looking at the posters which were lit up by the floodlight in the room.

They looked to be for a slightly older age group. Fifth graders if Rodolfo had to guess, since that had been the oldest in the school. Well, he was assuming since it was an elementary school. He frowned as he heard someone enter the room, turning around and then stopping dead in his tracks when he saw someone was standing in the doorway, wearing a black skull mask. 

Rodolfo froze, noticing blood on their mask. He tried not to shake, hoping this was just another shitty prank by Wayne. “Wayne, I’m not in the mood.” He glared at them.

They didn’t move.

Rodolfo made a frustrated sound. “Wayne, I fucking mean it! I’m not in the mood! Go play your games with someone else!”

They still didn’t move, except to slowly tilt their head. Rodolfo frowned, deeply. Wayne had never been able to hold onto a bit for this long… Maybe he’d gotten better. Rodolfo took a deep breath and clenched his hands into breath. “Wayne, I mean it.”

They finally moved, stepping further into the room and then stepping up to Rodolfo. 

Rodolfo tensed as the scent of alpha hit him, but they were wearing light enough blockers that he couldn’t distinguish their smell. Wayne hadn’t been wearing those, he didn’t believe in them. But, he did believe he’d try them just to torment Rodolfo. That was kind of his whole thing. 

Rodolfo took a deep breath and then slowly looked up at them, met with warm brown eyes. Wayne’s eyes were blue. This was… not Wayne. Rodolfo flinched back as they moved their hand, watching them pause and stop moving for a moment before they were continuing to lift their hand and then they were pulling their mask off. 

The face underneath was young, probably around Rodolfo’s age. They were a male alpha, their skin only a few shades lighter than Rodolfo’s, with hair that was black. They didn’t look especially cruel, but they also were wearing a mask splattered with what looked like blood, so he wasn’t too sure. 

Rodolfo backed up a little and they didn’t move again, their eyes just watching him. “I- Did- Did Wayne set you up for this?”

“No.” They shook their head. 

Rodolfo’s heart finally started to race. He took a deep breath, only backing up more in his fear. “What do you want?”

“Eres hermoso.” They smiled, softly, continuing to watch him.

Rodolfo’s skin flamed despite the situation and he looked towards the door as he heard his name called, recognizing Soap’s voice. He went to call back but he was shoved to the floor, landing on his front. When he looked back, they were gone and Soap was rushing into the room. “Rudy- Rudy we have to go!”

Soap came over and helped Rodolfo up and Rodolfo shook his head. “Did someone come out of the room??”

“Fuck, I couldn’t see, it was too dark! Whatever, Rudy we have to go!” Soap grabbed Rodolfo’s arm and started to yank him out of the room.

Rodolfo’s eyes widened as he saw something dark streaking the floor in the hallway, his mind only able to imagine what it possibly could be. “Oh god, Soap, what’s going on??”

“Someone is killing people or- I don’t know. There’s just a lot of fucking blood.” Soap was pulling him to an emergency exit and Rodolfo quickly rushed with him.

Right as they got there, however, they were yelping and jerking back as someone slammed against it. Another person in a skull mask, though this one was white. Or, it looked like it used to be because it was covered in blood.

They both backed up from the door and watched them reach down and Soap immediately lunged forward, locking the door with the deadbolt it had. 

The person on the other side of the door stopped moving and they just stared at them. In the very faint light spilling out from the room behind him, Rodolfo saw they also had brown eyes, which were so dark they looked black. 

He took deep breaths and looked at Soap, who looked just as at a loss. So, Rodolfo grabbed his wrist and tugged him in the other direction, running with him out of the hallway. They saw the main area was now dark where it’d been previously lit up and Rodolfo took deep breaths, looking around and trying not to panic. 

They heard screaming down one of the hallways and looked at each other, both seeming to make the decision to go literally anywhere else. Rodolfo looked around, seeing the entrance they’d came in through and headed that direction before yelping as he was grabbed and yanked into a room.

Soap was yanked with him and they turned around to see that most of the party goers were in the room. Several of them appeared to be bloody and the room was lit up by a flood light. “What’s going on?” Soap immediately asked who’d yanked them in. 

Rodolfo recognized them from classes as an alpha named Brandon. Brandon shook his head. “Fuck, I don’t know. We heard screaming, saw blood, and most of us filed in here. A couple of them might know, but… From what I’ve gathered, two alphas are running around killing people.”

“Were they from the party?” Rodolfo asked.

“I don’t know.” Brandon shook his. “They were wearing masks.”

“Great.” Soap grunted and then sighed. “Has anyone been able to get a hold of the cops?”

“No, the school has some sort of data blocking thing.” Brandon winced.

Someone suddenly pushed through everyone to them and Rodolfo groaned as he saw Wayne emerge from the crowd. “It’s two alphas, right?? Let’s just chuck them back out there as sacrifices. They’re both omegas, right?”

Rodolfo rolled his eyes. “Real funny, Wayne. I don’t think that’s going to work.”

He looked around the room, seeing everyone was avoiding his eyes and he shared a look with Soap, who looked incredulous. “You’re fucking kidding! Why would that work?? They’re killing people! They’re just going to kill us and then come after all of you!”

“It’s worth a shot.” Brandon mumbled. “Only alphas seem to be missing…”

“Seriously?!” Soap spoke up. “Have you considered that maybe we don’t deserve to die?!”

“You’re the last ones in here.” Wayne snorted. “Here, let’s pull a vote. All in favor of throwing these two out and then running the other direction?”

Rodolfo just felt… in awe at how many people raised their hands. “Assholes.” It was really the only thing he could say. They were seriously going to fucking sacrifice Rodolfo and Soap and… there was no fucking way it was going to work. 

“Absolutely not.” Soap muttered, grabbing Rodolfo’s arm and yanking him out of the room. However, both were grabbed before they could get anywhere.

Rodolfo was shoved to the ground and he tried to struggle, but his hands were bound behind his back despite his struggling. He could hear Soap cussing and growling beside him, and his heart started to beat faster and faster as his brain caught up to what was happening.

Oh god, these bastards were going to leave them to die. 

If he survived this, he was going to kill Wayne.

They were eventually lifted back up and borderline dragged to the hallway they had previously came from, where Wayne said that the killers had came from, and Brandon had just nodded and agreed. Rodolfo did try to struggle a few times, but it was really of no use because he and Soap were forced to sit with their backs to each other in the middle of the hallway.

“You think that’s fine? Should we like… do anything else or?” Brandon asked.

Wayne looked at Rodolfo and Rodolfo’s heart spiked with fear. Wayne laughed and just shook his head. “Nah, this should be fine. Let’s go.” He gestured and Brandon left. They closed the big doors behind them and Soap cursed, softly.

“Someone unlocked the deadbolt…” Soap muttered.

Rodolfo had another spike of fear hit his heart. He swallowed and took deep breaths, trying not to throw up from fear. It was an old habit, one that had yet to die. “This… this could all just be a prank from Wayne.” Rodolfo mumbled. “We don’t know if anyone has actually died…”

“Rudy, I’m… I’m staring at a pair of bloody legs right now.”

Rodolfo squeezed his eyes shut, taking deep breaths. “It could be a really good prank.”

“They’re not attached to a whole body.”

“Oh god, we’re going to die…” Rodolfo felt tears fill his eyes and he shook his head, leaning it back against Soap’s shoulder. “Fucking bastards!” He kicked at the ground, cursing loudly. 

“Rudy?”

Rodolfo finally stopped moving and just slumped his body, opening his eyes and looking at the ceiling. “Yes?” He asked, after a moment.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry for telling Wayne you were coming and… I’m sorry for constantly trying to change you…” Soap’s voice sounded rough, likely with tears. 

Rodolfo’s whole body trembled and he took more deep breaths, trying not to break down sobbing. “It’s… It’s okay… I forgive you… I’m sorry for… treating you like you’re dumb and… thinking you’re a whore.”

“You think I’m a whore??”

“I don’t- Yeah…” Rodolfo admitted. “I’m… I’m sorry. You’re not one, you’re just… not like me and I shouldn’t judge you for that.”

Soap was silent for a moment and then his shoulders dropped. “Heh, maybe I am one.” He mumbled. “It’s okay, though.” His head fell back, hitting Rodolfo’s shoulder. “Maybe we’ll get lucky and they won’t even know we’re down here.”

Rodolfo snorted and then his head was jerking up as the doors in front of him were swinging open. He watched as a very bloody Wayne was held up by his collar and dropped in the doorway by the alpha wearing the black skull mask.

They dropped down and lifted Wayne’s head by his hair. “Go and apologize.”

Wayne didn’t even hesitate, scrambling across the hallway to Rodolfo. Rodolfo tensed up as he neared, doing his best not to just start screaming. He could feel how tense Soap was behind him, and he managed to find Soap’s hands, linking fingers with him. 

Wayne stopped in front of Rodolfo. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” He was sobbing and Rodolfo gagged as he saw Wayne’s stomach was cut open. How he was even alive was beyond Rodolfo, since his organs had started to spill out. “Please forgive me.”

The alpha came over to Rodolfo and crouched down beside Wayne, standing in front of Rodolfo. “You can decide if he lives. Do you forgive him?”

Rodolfo glanced between the alpha and Wayne, who was begging for forgiveness, his hands together. “I…” He couldn’t speak, he could barely breathe. “Oh god…” A sob escaped his chest. 

The alpha’s eyes softened under the mask. “It’s okay… I know this is a hard decision. Why don’t I ask Johnny?”

Soap tensed more, somehow. “How the fuck do you know my real name?!”

Rodolfo would definitely like to know as well, since it was not something he gave out to just anyone. But, he didn’t say anything as the alpha grabbed Wayne’s hair and dragged him around Rodolfo and disappeared out of Rodolfo’s peripheral.

He heard a soft thud and Wayne sobbing harder. “Should Rudy forgive him?”

Soap was dead silent and then his voice was hard as he answered. “No. No he should not.”

Wayne screamed, the sound guttural, and Rodolfo felt Soap gag before hearing him, and then he heard Soap vomit and felt him hunch over. Another sob forced its way through Rodolfo’s body as he forced himself not to think about why Soap might be throwing up. 

“It’s okay…” The alpha was speaking again. “It’s over, now, see?”

“You’re a sick bastard!” Soap yelled and Rodolfo tried not to choke on his sobs.

The alpha didn’t reply, coming back around to in front of Rodolfo. “It’s okay that you couldn’t decide… I’m not angry at you… It’s a hard decision to make. Not to forgive someone. We’re taught that forgiveness is… natural. That choosing not to forgive someone gives them power, but it doesn’t.” The alpha crouched down and then he removed one of the black gloves he was wearing, wiping Rodolfo’s face. “You’re too pretty to be crying like this…”

Rodolfo flinched back from the alpha’s touch, only able to cry harder. “Don’t touch me…” He meant it to sound harder. Stronger. But it only came out weak and scared. “Please..”

The alpha went still and watched him. “I’m going to be back.” He said as he stood. “Don’t go anywhere.”

Rodolfo wasn’t exactly sure they had a choice, taking a deep breath. “Soap…”

“You don’t want to know.”

Rodolfo decided to believe him and put his head back, again. “Do you… Do you think he’s going to kill us when he gets back?”

“What else could he do?”

Rodolfo had a bit of a fear as to what exactly the alpha could do and he was starting to think just dying was the best option. “I’m scared…”

“Me too.”

Rodolfo tried to take more deep breaths, but they just ended up shaking as he sobbed. “If we get out of this, you can dress me however you want for the next party…”

“I’m gonna hold you to that,” Soap answered, clearly trying to joke. “Actually, I think I’m done with parties after this.”

“Me too…” Rodolfo relaxed and took a deep breath. “I love you. You’re a really good friend. Better than I give you credit for.”

“You are… a fucking phenomenal friend. It’s my fault we’re even in this shit.” Soap took deep breaths.

Rodolfo shook his head, but didn’t respond, closing his eyes and clasping hands with Soap, again. He again tried to take deep breaths, but it just didn’t work.

He opened his eyes as he heard footsteps approach and he tensed as the alpha in the black skull mask reappeared in the large doorway. He shook his head as he neared. “Please, I’ll do anything, just please don’t kill us…”

He saw another alpha enter as well, the one in the white skull mask. In the doorway, Rodolfo was able to see that this alpha was… fucking huge. It only added to Rodolfo’s terror and he tensed up as the alpha in the black skull mask crouched in front of him, again. “Shh… I’m not going to kill you…” He murmured and then he reached up, pushing the mask up on top of his head and pushing the hood of the hoodie he was wearing back. Even his face was splattered with blood and Rodolfo tried not to flinch back as his hand moved to touch his face, again. “God, you’re beautiful…”

“Alejandro, the police are on their way.” The other spoke. His voice was a lot deeper than Rodolfo was expecting, but maybe Rodolfo hadn’t really been expecting anything. “We need to get them out of here if we’re taking them.”

“Alejandro?” Soap spoke up. “You’re… you’re that kid that went missing.”

“In the flesh.” Alejandro nodded. 

Rodolfo’s brain was more focused on the “taking” part. “Where… Where are you taking us?”

“Away.” Alejandro shook his head and then he was moving to touch Rodolfo’s waist.

Rodolfo jerked back, immediately, and shook his head. “No, no, I’m not going anywhere with you and neither is Soap. Leave us alone!” He kicked at Alejandro, but Alejandro moved out of the way before his feet could connect. 

Alejandro frowned at him and held his hand up as the other moved forward. “They sacrificed you.”

“You killed people.” Soap spoke up.

Rodolfo sniffled. “I want.. I want to go home. I want to go back to the college.”

Alejandro stared at him and then his jaw clenched and he almost looked angry. Rodolfo tensed, now growing afraid of what the consequences of that action might be. “You don’t remember me.”

Rodolfo paused and then he looked over Alejandro’s face but… nothing. “Why would I remember you? I don’t know you…”

Alejandro looked away from him, glaring at the floor. “You grab the other, I’ll grab Rudy.” He spoke to the one in the white mask and Rodolfo screamed, shaking his head and kicking again. He managed to connect with Alejandro’s knee, causing him to fall backwards.

Rodolfo flinched back as Alejandro stood and then he winced at a splitting headache starting. Oh no. Oh no no. “Soap, Soap, I…” Already, he felt lightheaded. It made sense, this honestly should have happened sooner.

“Fuck!” Soap cried, starting to struggle. 

Rodolfo’s head fell back and he watched both Alejandro and the other freeze. The vision in his right eye was fading and the whole right side of his head felt heavy, thick. “Soap…” He mumbled, hoping Soap was catching onto what was happening. 

“Rudy, no! Keep your eyes open, you can’t let yourself pass out! Goddamnit! Your fucking medication is in the car!” Soap struggled harder behind Rodolfo.

Rodolfo was trying to keep himself awake, but his head just felt so heavy. “Soap… Soap…” Everything started to fade and he shook his head, desperately trying to keep himself awake. He could vaguely tell that Soap was speaking, again, but his brain was just not picking it up.

Oh well, maybe this was better than dying by them.

-

Rodolfo blinked open his eyes, wincing at how bright it was. He held his hand up, shielding his eyes from the light, and frowned as he recognized the gray tile of a hospital. He looked around, seeing Soap was asleep, his head laying on the bed. 

“Fuck,” he muttered, holding his head.

Soap immediately jerked awake, looking at him. “Oh thank god, you’re awake!”

“Reluctantly…” Rodolfo mumbled, touching his face. “What happened?”

“Well, when you passed out, Alejandro asked what the fuck was going on. I explained about your TBI and how you have… episodes and that the only thing that could save you from potential brain death was going to the hospital, so they both sort of waited until the police came and then just… left.” Soap winced. “Well… not completely left. I… Alejandro said they’d be back. They just have to ‘fix some things’ and then they’d be back.”

Rodolfo wished he could be afraid, but the medication made his brain too foggy. “Great…” He just sighed and shook his head. “Have you been here the whole time?”

“Not quite, I did talk to the police, but other than that… yeah.” Soap winced. “They said you can go as soon as you wake up.”

Rodolfo snorted. “Good. Get a nurse so I can get the fuck out of here.”

Soap nodded and stood, leaving the room. He came back a bit later with a nurse and Soap told Rodolfo that the police wanted him to give a statement when he woke up, so they resolved to go to the police station after that.

Rodolfo changed and then he was discharged, and so they went out. Apparently the police had let Soap bring his jeep, which Rodolfo was grateful for, not wanting to have to bother with public transport. He went up to the jeep, frowning when he saw Soap freeze. 

Then, a presence came up to his back. “Miss me?” 

Well, his brain certainly was working through the fog, now. He closed his eyes, feeling something press against his back. 

“Let’s go.”

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Tempted to jokingly call this Slasher Party. Fuck it.

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Misguided Revenge - Chapter 1

Alejandro Vargas x Rodolfo Parra

Sadistic Omega Rodolfo Parra x Hurt Alpha Alejandro Vargas

Alejandro Vargas has a lot of issues. A fuck ton of issues. But, he's an alpha, he's strong. He can handle them. Even if he occasionally goes off the deep end and ends up involuntarily hospitalized. Even if during one of these, he ends up being unable to be there for his best friend, Rodolfo Parra, while he's brutally attacked. But, he's working on them.

And he's strong, he can handle them.

Warnings: ABO, torture, Dead Dove Do Not Eat, manipulation, gore

Alejandro was more than grateful to be being discharged. 

The nurse, a fairly nice one, smiled at him. She was an omega, but… she’d seen Alejandro puke his guts out after a delusion, so he wasn’t trying to charm her. “Ready to go?”

“More than.” Alejandro responded, smiling. “Ready to be out of here.”

“Well, let me go get your discharge papers and your prescription, alright? You should be out of here in just a few moments.” She then left, not really saying anything else.

What was her name? Ellie? Annie? Was he horrible for not knowing? Did he care if he was?

Whatever.

17 years old and he had had to go to rehab. This was… more than embarrassing. He could only imagine what his father was going to say. “ You’re an alpha. More than that, you’re a Vargas. You should be stronger than this. ”

He wasn’t. He wished he could be. He wished that one fight with his best friend hadn’t triggered him into an episode. Fuck, how was he going to lie about this to Rodolfo? 

Rodolfo, a sweet but stern omega, would definitely not understand. How would he? Alphas were meant to be strong, they were meant to be able to handle this shit. He’d always tried to appear strong in front of Rodolfo. Rodolfo had enough shit going on at home, he didn’t need to know that Alejandro was a psychotic freak.

Well, or rather, Bipolar. Who cared what the label was, though? It had sent Alejandro spiraling into delusions because his best friend had started to cry. Rudy had cried because Alejandro had accidentally yelled at him. Rodolfo hated crying, he rarely did it, so the sight had nearly broken Alejandro. 

He knew it was just because Rodolfo’s heat blockers and birth control had made him more emotional, lately, but still. Alejandro had felt so fucking guilty, so he’d spiralled into self hatred and pain. Next thing he was cutting and then he was so convinced that Rodolfo hated him, that everyone hated him, and… 

Well, he’d been involuntarily committed to a mental rehabilitation facility by one of his teachers. Two weeks of convincing them he was fine, that he didn’t need to be there. He’d finally convinced them that he could leave by promising to take the medication they prescribed him. 

He looked up when he heard someone enter the room, tilting his head. “Valeria?” They were… sort of friends. She was an alpha and, while she was a complete asshole half the time, she was the closest friend Alejandro felt like he had. 

She avoided his eyes. “I… I… I uh, told your parents I’d come get you. I have bad news…” She had a green folder in her hands, presumably Alejandro’s discharge packet.

Alejandro frowned and tilted his head. “What do you mean?” He asked, standing and going to her to take the packet from her. Honestly, he hated to admit it, but she was closer to a sister to him. They’d both been there for each other through intense lows. She knew about how he was in love with Rodolfo and she’d never pushed him to go for it, though she’d never said he shouldn’t, either.

Valeria seemed to hesitate, which was an odd look on her. “Rodolfo, he…” She paused and then shook her head. “The night you were admitted, he was… attacked. Someone broke into his family’s home. He’s… gone, Alejandro.”

“Dead?!” Alejandro panicked, immediately, shaking his head. “No-”

“No, no,no.” Valeria quickly said, shaking her head. “No. He’s alive, as far as I know. He disappeared two days ago… The police said he definitely ran. They think he ran to the US, his mom mentioned he had friends up there.”

Alejandro furrowed his brows before feeling cold seep into his body. “He… He left? He didn’t even say goodbye…”

“Did he know you were in here? I mean, he got attacked and you, to him, disappeared.” Valeria touched his arm, but he shook her hand off. “Alejandro-”

“Where’s my phone?” Alejandro asked, going to the bag of things that he’d had to give up when being admitted. Shoelaces, hoodie strings, his phone… He got it out and turned it on, desperately looking through it and then his heart was breaking as he saw that Rodolfo had texted him.

How could you do this to me?

Oh, Alejandro, you fucking idiot… He needed you, and you were stuck in here… Alejandro sank to the floor, staring at his phone. How could you do this to me?  

Valeria came over and crouched down, taking the phone. “Maybe… Maybe if you text him, he’ll answer?”

Alejandro numbly nodded and took it back when she held it out, texting Rodolfo. But… it wouldn’t go through. Why would it? He’d probably blocked him. As he should, Alejandro had failed to be there for Rodolfo, he’d failed to protect him.

How could you do this to me? How could he?

Alejandro thanked the barista as she held out the coffee to him, sipping it as he left the store. His friend, Ghost, joked that he was “basic” for drinking iced coffee, but it tasted good and Alejandro wasn’t going to feel bad for enjoying it.

Besides, Ghost had stopped, lately, after he’d gotten caught saying that shit in front of the cute cafe owner that he’d been trying to impress. He had such a silly name… Soap? Well, he supposed Ghost was rather silly of a name, too, but Alejandro had gotten used to Ghost, he supposed.

Soap was a very sassy but funny omega, and Ghost, who was an alpha, had been trying to hide the obvious crush he had on him, but Alejandro knew the truth. He could see the way Ghost lit up around Soap… It was nice to see. Ghost hadn’t been that interested in anyone besides Alex and Alejandro in a while, and even there, his interest in the latter two was clearly purely platonic.

Speak of the devil. He looked at his phone and saw that Ghost was calling him. Sighing, he answered it, since it was likely about their classes the next day. All three, and Alex’s alpha friend, Farah, and Valeria, who had followed him to the US, had plans to meet up for drinks. Well, everyone but Farah would be drinking. 

He answered the phone, smiling. “Ghost, hermano! Why did you call?” It was silly, but apparently Ghost was touched that Alejandro called him hermano, so Alejandro used it as much as possible.

Ghost… had a horrible backstory. Alejandro felt awful for the other alpha, so despite his quirks, he tried to be there however he could. Ghost never took advantage of it, though, even when he definitely could. Hell, the problem seemed to be the opposite where Ghost refused to accept it, even when he should.

For instance, he couldn’t work. Trauma induced psychotic tendencies did that to you. He had hallucinations, delusions… Worse than Alejandro did. Way worse. Now, he lived off money from his deceased parents’ estate, but before they died, in a rather tragic way, he lived off of welfare. (And Alex and Alejandro forcing him to accept money.) One month, it was delayed by two weeks, which was… honestly ridiculous. But, thanks to a concert that Ghost had decided to go to, the month before, he had no money. And, no food. 

Alex and Alejandro had to borderline beat him into letting them buy him groceries, and even there, he’d complained the entire trip. 

“Hey.” Ghost answered. This wasn’t odd, just how he was. “I was seeing if we’re still on for tomorrow?

“Of course,” Alejandro answered, reassuring him. Alex had apparently overheard him telling his therapist that he was worried that Alex and Alejandro would one day just decide to quit being his friend and ditch him, so they did their best not to cancel plans. “I think Val might be late, one of her classes got shifted by ten minutes.”

“That’s fine, she’s usually late, anyway.”

“Well, extra late, then.” Alejandro chuckled, softly. Valeria usually was late. “Hey, is Alex home?”

Alex owned an apartment and so Ghost had moved in after his parents died. Alex had used the excuse of hating paying for utilities as well as a mortgage and had asked Ghost to alleviate that. Both had agreed it was best Ghost have someone around and Alejandro only had a one bedroom. 

“ No, he’s out. I think he mentioned groceries or something. ” 

Alejandro nodded in understanding, before realizing Ghost couldn’t see him nod. “Oh, okay. Well, when he comes back, tell him I wanna show him something. I found a really old video game at a thrift store.”

“ Oh, cool. Sure, I will. ”

Alejandro smiled, sitting on a bench and watched people pass by on the sidewalk. “How have you been feeling? Any better?”

“Yeah, sort of. I guess.”

“You guess?” Alejandro frowned, now concerned.

“ My therapist won’t set up another appointment. ”

That didn’t sound good. Alejandro was now deeply concerned, deciding to prompt for more information. “Why not?”

“I don’t know. It’s not a big deal, I didn’t need therapy, anyway. She just… won’t answer my calls. Laswell says she knows her, so I think she was going to ask why.”

“That’s good that she’ll ask. Maybe she’s having an emergency?” Alejandro offered.

“ Maybe. I have to go, my take away just got here. ”

“Alright.” Alejandro sighed, knowing better than to try to find an excuse to stay on the call. “See you tomorrow?”

“ Yeah. ” Click.

Alejandro took a deep breath and ran his hand down his face. He was grateful he wasn’t Alex, apparently his other best friend, Farah, had similar problems. He’d barely gotten a small amount of her story and it already rivaled Ghost’s. According to Alex, he beat her, but only just.

He didn’t mind being there for Ghost, but he was always so worried about him. Always terrified what might make him snap and end it. Or, try to. Hopefully, Alex would be there to stop it.

Valeria texted him, suddenly. Hey, I have to cancel for tomorrow. This fucking teacher is incompetent and moved the class even further. I doubt I’ll make it.

Hate these fucking teachers. Why are they allowed to do this, but we can’t even miss a class?

I don’t fucking know. Apparently, we’re free to miss it if we have another class but we have to prove it. I’m fucking 21, I shouldn’t have to fucking prove that I’m missing class for a good reason like a fucking toddler. 

Alejandro laughed, definitely agreeing. No, we shouldn’t. I’ll let the others know. God, we need a groupchat.

No we don’t. Dealing with you sending me random memes is enough. I don’t need Alex sending them, too.

That was fair, Alex did send a fuck ton of memes. Alejandro didn’t bother to respond, since neither of them really felt the need to, and put his phone away, deciding he’d text them later. Instead, he continued to enjoy his coffee, sitting back against the bench.

As he relaxed, he people watched, though not much. He felt odd staring at people and… well, he’d been in treatment for a while, but sometimes, he started to get delusions and… well, he just didn’t really want to deal with that, today. 

Of course, then his eyes fell on Soap, the cafe owner that Ghost was interested in. He was… very recognizable. He was on the husky side, for an omega, and he had this ridiculous mohawk that was, currently, long and braided. His style was also pretty distinct, akin to a trash rat. That is, his clothes were usually tattered and full of holes.

He appeared to be coming out of a department store, carrying bags, and Alejandro recognized one of the other two omegas who were with him rather easily. Kyle Garrick, though everyone called him Gaz. He was Alex’s situationship, though Alejandro didn’t get why Alex wouldn’t just take him off the market.

It was so obvious the omega was head over heels for him, but… well, Alejandro supposed Alex had his hands full with Farah and Ghost. Even still, Alex shouldn’t miss out on a good thing just because of his friends. 

He knew Farah and Ghost would feel horrible if they found out. Farah appeared to adore Gaz, she had also been pushing for them to be together…

He shook it off, since it wasn’t really his business. Curious, he looked at the third omega, though his back was to Alejandro. He was a bit smaller than the other two. Only just shorter than Soap, but definitely smaller in build, and definitely shorter than Gaz, who was tall for an omega. Fuck, he was tall for an alpha, 6’. He was also wearing a long sleeved forest green shirt that fit his figure well and dark wash skinny jeans. Conservative but… still attractive.

Soap and Gaz seemed to both be trying to beg him for something, Soap’s hands together and pleading. He could see the omega shake his head a few times before his shoulders dropped and, from the relieved look on Soap’s face, he appeared to give in. Soap grinned and then all three were turning in Alejandro’s direction and-

His breath caught in his chest as his mind immediately recognized Rodolfo. He was slightly different, now. His hair was longer and his features were much more mature than they’d been four years previous. 

They locked eyes and Alejandro to remark on how… dark they’d gotten. They’d always been dark, but now, they looked almost black. His heart pounded in his chest, he couldn’t breathe. He found himself standing to cross the street to the omega, wanting to confirm it was him.

Rodolfo, himself, appeared almost frozen in place, staring at Alejandro. He couldn’t read his expression, he wasn’t sure he wanted to… God, he was right there, he was right in front of Alejandro.

Alejandro stepped off the curb, but right as he did, Rodolfo was turning and running off, Soap and Gaz appearing to immediately follow him. He felt himself start to deflate as he watched Rodolfo run off. He couldn’t blame him, he doubted Rodolfo had forgiven him, yet.

How could you do this to me? He’d never forgotten that text. Hell, he’d get it tattooed to remind himself that he was a failure. His friend had been hurt and he’d abandoned him… Because he couldn’t keep his stupid problems under control.

Despite it being four years, the guilt had never lessened, and he doubted it ever would.

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[queenhunter102]

PART 4

(PART 3) (PART 5) Lore Page

You walk around the barracks, nosing around the beds, you decide to choose a bed, you sit down on one of the beds, laying back, but you shift restless, finding the small cot rather uncomfortable, you sit up eyeing the other beds, before getting up and pushing a bed from the left and the right together creating a larger makeshift bed. You lay back down, on the now larger bed, hating the feeling of the metal bars digging into your back, you sit back up walk over to the supply cupboard, pull out a blanket and more pillows, you walk back over to the makeshift bed, you fix the bed making it slightly more comfortable. ‘Why did I transfer out of the country? I could be at home in my goddamn comfortable bed and not this shithole.’ You think as you lay back down on the bed, you lift your arm eyeing the Pheromone patch on your arm, you sniff at the glue, it had been itchy for the last few days, but that is what it was always like when it had been checked but, this was a different kind of itchy, this was deep in the skin, it was hitting your instinct to use your teeth. You were about to use your teeth to scratch the itch when a knock came at the door of the barracks, you got up and walked over to the door, you pulled open the door to find two Alpha at the door, both of them strapped with your bags, one smiles at you, giving you a small wave. “Hey, Newbie, I’m Gaz and this is Alejandro” Alejandro waves at you, a brief smile on his face, Gaz speaks again. “Sargent said to bring you, your stuff, and it’s all kind of heavy” He says, motioning to the bags on their shoulders, you panic a little before stepping out of the way and letting them in. “Sorry I should have said something about it,” You say, as you move out of the door, letting them in, Gaz is quick to step into the door, he looks around the space, you assume sniffing the room you eye him, your instincts not liking the fact that there was an odd and new male in your space. You rolled your shoulders trying to dislodge that feeling, when the feeling didn’t go, you cracked your neck trying to get rid of the feeling, but when Alejandro stepped into the room, your instincts kicked in again, really not liking it, you jump a little hearing a deep growl vibrate around the room, your eyes snapping to the two Alphas but their eyes were on you, their eyebrows raised. “Sorry, we don’t mean to upset you, Sargent did say that you were territorial” Alejandro said, as he placed his half of your bags into one of the cots, you nodded your head, you weren’t usually like this, you were just unsettled and were surrounded by nothing but alphas and betas, with no security of other omegas to retreat to. “Yeah, Sorry, I’m just not used to males in my space,” You say, Gaze nods his head, placing half of the bags down. “Yeah, he did mention it, But I thought he was only kidding, I should know better since my Brother is an Omega” Gaz says, sighing he tilts his head at the makeshift bed behind you, he smiles, elbowing Alejandro, nodding to the bed. “I take it you’re not used to being so far from home?” Gaz asks, you turn your head to bed and back to the Alphas, now suddenly embarrassed. “No, not really, I’m used to being in a five-star hotel and having nice meals,” You say, Gaze and Alejandro's jaws drop a little. “Damn, we’re in the wrong job,” Alejandro says, his face shifting to a look of confusion. “Wait what did you do before us?” He asks you are about to answer when their walkie-talkies go off. ~ Crackle~ “Gaz, Alejandro briefing, alert new member” came from their walkie-talkies, the voice made your ears hurt, forcing you to cover them, hating how it felt like the voice radiated around the room. Gaz looked between you and Alejandro. “Well you heard, time to get a move on, we’ll show you the briefing room”

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[stankygay]

hi lovelies~! I updated my omegaverse COD fanfiction, this chapter has some backstory on AleRudy and how they got together in my story~! And a wee bit of Ghoap.

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[batwritings]

Kinktober Day 30 - ABO

So, I actually can't take full credit for this one; someone very close to me wrote this (with some input from me) and I think she did excellently. Enjoy!~

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You didn’t know how long it had been since the men in black military uniforms had locked you up. There were no windows, no clocks, no way for you to tell how much time had passed. You could hear members of Los Vaqueros yelling and complaining which had you worried. What worried you more was how you could tell by your body’s sensations that your heat was coming and the stress was not helping.

The day they put Alejandro Vargas in the cell with you was both confusing and relieving. He was groggy upon waking, but immediately began to put up a fight, trying to curse out the soldiers in Spanish. “They’re not here señor,” you inform him quietly. You try your best to hold back your urges as he turns to look at you, sitting in the corner of the room with the old musty quilt they’d given you. “They haven’t been for a while now.”

“Where did they go?” He growls, which sends a shiver down your spine. Now, the leader of Los Vaqueros was many things, but certainly not a fool. He could smell your scent and what his words did to you. “They put an Omega on the brink of heat in here? How cruel.”

Your cheeks blush bright red at his words, hiding your face from him. “They’ll…probably do something about it,” you admitted. You’d heard the soldiers talking about you, how they mocked you when you tried to ask for, at the bare minimum, scent blockers. They scoffed at you to be thankful they were even feeding you before slamming the metal door again.

“Pendejos…” Alejandro sighs and comes to sit in front of you. “I know how terrible it can be to go through that time alone amigo. If you’ll let me, I can help you.” You watch with curious eyes as he takes off his tactical gloves and tosses them aside. He rolls up his sleeve a bit so you could see his entire wrist and offers it up to you to smell.

Your worried eyes dart between the man’s wrist and his face. He kept a soft expression despite the anger you could feel. Thankfully for you both, it was lessening by the second. 

Your hands are cold to the touch as they take his, leaning down to inhale deeply. Your body screamed for his touch now, eager to have a willing Alpha there with you. You look up to the man with you again, still uncertain.

You watch him take his hand from your hold and stroke your cheek softly. It was this soft gesture that had you lunging at him, eager to feel warm and held by a capable mate. Alejandro holds you close, inhaling your scent. You hear a pleased rumble resound in his chest as he immediately starts to scent you.

You let him, craning your neck to the side so he can have better access. You can feel your body starting to produce slick and the very fiber of your skin start to feel like it’s on fire. The Latino man practically purrs when your scent is fully in his system.

“You smell divine pequeño,” Alejandro hums, the vibration in his chest making your heart speed up. “Do you need care now? Or can it wait until we’re out of this mess?”

“Now…” you whine, trying to keep your voice low. You knew that, despite the metal walls of the prison, you could still be heard. Your fellow inmates had tried to chew out the guards who refused you blockers or suppressants of any kind. While it was to no avail, it was the sentiment that mattered. “I don’t care that you have to go raw, please Alpha.”

You could faintly feel the twitch of Alejandro’s member at your words. “Strip down,” he tells you, voice soft but commanding. “I want you to have a proper little nest first.” You scramble to stand and do as you’re asked, watching curiously as he does the same.

The sight of his cock has your body all but begging for it to be inside you. Yet you knew he was right; having a nest, albeit small and cramped, would make this feel all the better. Biting your lip, you got to work, eyes occasionally flicking between articles of clothing to pick the right one.

Alejandro waited patiently, a sense of pride blooming in his chest. It wasn’t often he got the chance to help an Omega; usually he was the one seeking them out for his own needs. Yet here you were, now sitting pretty in your little patchwork nest, waiting for him. “May I come in?” He asks softly. 

Rudy always chided him about not having a mate yet. It wasn’t like he didn’t know how. He knew all the proper things to do, it was just a matter for finding the right one. He’s more than a little excited when you nod to him, letting him step inside and slip between your legs.

You watch with rapt attention as he inspects his fingers, making sure they’re clean before slipping them to your slick soaked hole. He starts slow, and you can’t help but sigh as a bit of the fog is lifted from your mind. You’re drowning in bliss and praise as he spreads you open, trying to listen and focus on meeting your needs at once.

You can’t help but wonder what it would look like if you took this man as a mate. Sure, he was busy as the leader of Los Vaqueros, but his caring qualities more than made up for the time he’d be gone. Before you knew it, your attention was drawn back as Alejandro asked you for permission to fill you. 

You nod eagerly, watching between your legs as he slides his cock in. Your eyes roll back into your head, the bliss of finally being full settling into your bones. You can’t recall the last time you had a mate during your heat, so the change was more than welcomed. 

Your body moves before you can think, rocking down against him in an attempt to actually relieve some of the sexual pressure. “Eager are we?” Alejandro croons as he steadies himself and starts a slow rhythm. “Such a good omega. Muy bueno pequeño.” 

“Gracias Alpha,” you moan back. You reach for the man’s arms, pulling him down so you can wrap your arms around his broad shoulders. You gasp when his scruffy facial hair scratches against your neck as his licks and sucks at the skin there.

It’s even more of a blur to you how long you spend with him, suspended in pleasure. Praise is littered between his moans and sighs. They mingle with your whines and pleads for this Alpha, your Alpha your brain tells you, to mate you like the sweet rhapsody. 

You can feel his knot inflating at the base, the way it tugs at the edges of your hole like it’s the one asking for your permission. “Amorcito, can I…?” Alejandro’s question trails off as he looks down at you like a hungry wolf. When you nod quickly, he gives you this smile that you’ll never forget.

The stretch of his knot is borderline overwhelming as your head fuzzes over with pleasure. It was like watching tv static with the words “please” “more” and “breed” flashing over the pixels. You were fairly certain those were the words coming out of your mouth as well, but that was up for debate.

The coil in your stomach was wound so tightly you thought you might scream. “Alpha,” you whined, nails scratching at his back a bit. “Please, please, breed me, please!” You moan, uncaring of the other prisoners who might hear you. 

It takes all the willpower he has not to bite into your skin and mate you right there. You hear some sort of curse word before you feel him fill you. Your body reacts, instantly hitting it’s own orgasm as you bury your face into his shoulder. 

The two of you being locked together leaves some room to breathe and think clearly for a split second. “Are you alright?” You hear him ask. It takes your fuzzy head a second before you nod, nuzzling against the scent gland on his neck.

“We’ll make that choice once we’re out of here. And trust me, we’ll get out of here.”

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[multific]

Modern Warfare II Alphas - Preferences

Imagine:

Them being Alphas they had to be professionals, the scary and professional veneer might crumble in the presence of their Omega. As none of them expected to meet you.

John Price

His meeting with you came the day you arrived. You went to his office to introduce yourself properly.

When the door opened, a sweet Vanillia scent filled the room, John immediately looked up and saw you.

He saw you speaking as your mouth moved, but he couldn't hear you. His insides were screaming in delight, he finally found his mate.

How was he supposed to keep a straight and professional face when on the inside he was basically jumping up and down?

Simon Riley

When Price told him he was to go on a mission with a new sergeant, Ghost groaned.

He couldn't understand why Price thought he needed help for his missions.

Then, he saw you. Waiting for him outside the plane.

Your small figure interested him, then amongst the many others, he could make out your scent. You smelled like cake, sweet and inviting. And while you turned to introduce yourself to the Lieutenant, he felt his instincts surface.

He would usually use his Alpha in missions to capture a target, but now, the same killer in him was so happy at the sight of you. Telling him how you were his mate and how he had to protect you.

This mission will surely be different from the others.

John MacTavish

He found you in the middle of a warzone.

You were one of the hostages he was sent to help.

He didn't know at the beginning of the mission why, but he felt his Alpha side take over often, which was a great thing, it helped him focus, made him a better soldier.

He was unsure why he was following a specific scent, but he didn't question it. The scent reminded him of tea. The kind of tea he loved the most when he wasn't on a mission.

Tea one would have during a rainy day.

And then, he found you. The sight of you in handcuffs and ropes angered him beyond everything as he tore the enemy to shreds.

Then, after everything calmed down, he realized, you were his mate.

Kyle Garrick

Kyle saw you in the medbay.

Even before he entered the smell of berries intrigued him.

He went in to have an old wound checked when he saw you on the bed getting attention by a nurse at your wounded shoulder.

He could barely pay attention to the doctor as his eyes kept on wandering to you.

You were beautiful and no doubt you were an Omega, his Omega.

When you stood up to leave, he followed you, leaving the doctor in the middle of the visit.

But Kyle didn't care, he was following his Alpha.

Alejandro Vargas

His instincts hit him like a train when he saw you. Your eyes met his and it was over for him. Rudy was driving and stopped at a red light when you crossed the street. You looked up and saw him. As Rudy started the car, Alejandro opened his door and got out.

He needed to go speak with you.

His Alpha needed his Omega.

König

He was put on a mission with Taskforce 141 where he met you. The quiet Omega of the group.

And he immediately knew.

You smelled like his home. Like his favourite dessert which he longed for since he joined the army.

The sweet smell of his Omega made it extremely difficult for him to focus on the briefing and he also didn't fail to notice the way the others protected you.

But he knew, you were meant to be his, meant to be protected by him and no one else.

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[chxrrylime]

Thank you for replying! I just wanted to make sure I wasn't breaking any rules that could make you uncomfortable. As for the request I was thinking of alpha alejandro vargas (if you don't write for him then ghost is perfectly fine) x omega ftm reader (they are already married/dating) where reader also works in the forces (air force) but is from a different country (preferably pakistani) alejandro sees someone flirting with the reader but reader doesn't notices it and talks to the person normally, which makes alejandro jealous and it turns into smut (consensual) with softdom alejandro with touch deprivation (basically alejandro not touching the reader and using toys) and over stimulation with aftercare. I'm sorry if this is confusing or too specific, if you don't feel like writing it then it's cool. I hope you are having a good day/night.

-🦝

Ok, Alejandro is a new beloved now, thank you. He's going on the list. Full stop I'm not Pakistani nor do I have any knowledge of the language. I tried my best to convert the Urdu script to the Roman alphabet for non-Pakistani reading ease too, so forgive me if anything is off—and feel free to DM me if you're a native speaker to correct me! That goes for any foreign language I write in!

Alejandro x FTM!Reader ↪ 1711 words — 18+ / SMUT.

Content tags — trans male submissive (pakistani) omega reader, cis male dominant alpha Alejandro, crying, a/b/o dynamic, mention of claiming, unsafe sex, bondage, mention of breeding, jealousy, mild man-handling, subspace, probably bad Spanish and Urdu, overstimulation, established relationship, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, sex toys. 

Ever since the Los Vaqueros took their base back from the Shadows, you’ve requested station on base to help them rebuild from the damage left behind following the siege, a request that Laswell honored, pulling favors to get you leave from your home taskforce. 

The 141 had pulled you back into work not too long ago, operating as a personal pilot and borderline escort for Alejandro in hopes of keeping their alliance and their only non-cartel tainted relationship to Las Almas safe.

Alejandro hadn’t been super thrilled about having a babysitter. He could handle himself, and he had Rudy. 

Things changed when Ghost slid him your file and he got to see your face for the first time, paper clipped to the corner of the manilla file. He changed his mind very quickly then. He likes to remind you about it, too, just to see you fluster.

He’s watching you over his shoulder now, pretending to focus on the blueprints in front of him as you carefully weld the deformed metal of a jet, having taken a few stray bullets to the wing. You’re in that tight sage green jumpsuit that he loves so much, the safety harness you’re wearing hugging your thighs and pecs in all the right places. 

But he’s not the only one who notices, some private sauntering on over to you like Alejandro isn’t right there. His nostrils flare as he watches you push up your welding mask, greeting them happily. Maybe you know him, or maybe you’re just so sweet that it makes Alejandro’s stomach burn hot and flutter.

He doesn’t need to hear what the private’s saying to know he’s flirting—watching how he leans into your space, puts a hand on your arm, looks up and down your body while you barely notice any of it. Friendly, you just think he’s being friendly. 

“You’re leaking,” Rudy’s voice comes from beside Alejandro, nasally as he pinches his nose shut, startling Alejandro from his stupor.

Alejandro grimaces, catching a whiff of his pheromones pouring off of him. Mine, mine, mine, mine.

“Sorry, alero,” he murmurs. Rudolfo’s gaze trails over to you and the private.

“You’d think they would know better by now…”

“You’d think,” Alejandro growls. Rudy eyes the man warily, nose still pinched.

“Why don’t you go… spend some time together,” Rudy says, “I can take over here.”

Alejandro sighs, looking down at the untouched blueprints. You’d asked him to mark down damage to each one so you could keep track of it. There’s only one mark on the paper.

“I owe you,” he finally says, giving Rudy a pat on the shoulder before heading your way.

“Más bien, el soldado raso me debe,” Rudolfo mutters, turning to the workbench.

You turn to Alejandro as he approaches you, smiling. You lean up to give him a quick peck on the lips, and the second you step back Private Pérez is skittering away and out of the hangar.

You raise a brow, then catch a whiff of the scent pouring off of Alejandro, strong eucalyptus and cedar that almost burns your nose but makes you feel foggy at the same time.

“Did something happen?” You ask, pressing a hand to his cheek. He nuzzles into it, eyes closing with a smile as he turns to press a wet kiss to your palm.

He reaches up and takes your hand in his, intertwining your fingers. 

“Come with me,” he says low and smokey, his tone making your core drip.

You nod and he smiles, tugging you along behind him as you follow dumbly, brain slowly letting his scent overtake you. You can feel slick gathering between your thighs, and while you’re sure everyone you pass can smell it, you know they wouldn’t dare say a word, not with Alejandro's hand in yours.

He’s on you the second you reach his quarters, lips rough and biting against yours, hands grasping at your hips and pushing you hard against the door as it slams shut. You gasp against his mouth and he grins all sharp and wolfish, the outline of his cock hard and rubbing along your thigh.

You tangle your hands in his slick hair as he trails nibbling kisses down your throat, undoing your jumpsuit as he goes, baring your chest to him. He growls and licks a stripe over your nipple, making you moan as he sucks it harshly, his stubble scratching at your pec.

He moves to the other, giving it the same rough treatment before pulling away, guiding you backward until the back of your knees collide with the bed and you topple onto it. You scramble to grab at him again, wanting to pull him into another searing kiss, only for him to catch your wrists and pin you back down to the bed.

“Alejandro—” you whine, squirming.

“What’s your word, amor?” He purrs, transferring both of your wrists into one of his big hands, your brain already too dazed to focus on what his other one is doing.

“Cowboy,” you breathe, trying to rock down onto his leg he keeps purposefully just out of reach. He smiles again, and you hear the sound of metal clinking before you feel it cold and hard around one wrist, looping through the bedpost, and then the other wrist. 

You whimper, feeling his hands skate featherlight down your body, touch so faint you’d think you were imagining it if your eyes were closed. 

“Te desean,” Alejandro says, voice low, touch trailing just around your clothed core, the fabric dark and soaked through with your slick, “pero no pueden tenerte.”

You don’t remember closing your eyes, but they snap open at the sound of fabric ripping, a shiver running through your body as Alejandro tears your jumpsuit at the crotch. He’s lucky you packed more.

You can see the wand resting against the dip of his knee, assuming he got it from the drawer the same time he grabbed the handcuffs. You squirm in anticipation, mouth hanging open as the toy comes to life, the soft buzzing filling your senses. 

You jolt as he presses the head to your swollen nipple, holding it there so faintly it’s somehow more overwhelming than if he pressed it down. You moan loud and desperate, hips bucking as he watches with rapt attention, drinking you in. His cock is hard and dripping, knot already curiously swelling at the base as he takes in the sight before him.

He trails the wand down, down your sternum, your tummy, down to the mound just above your small, swollen cock. You make a pained noise, trying to shift enough for the vibrator to slip down against the pulsing nub. 

“Alejandro, meri jaan,” you cry, brain so overwhelmed with pheromones and base instinct to be bred. He can smell it on you, knot nearly full without having even entered you, nevermind touched himself, “please, pyar—touch me, touch me!”

“You’re so beautiful,” he purrs, voice thick and raspy like he’s struggling to get the words out past the haze of lust, “handsome boy, mi chico guapo. Tell me how you say it.”

The cogs in your brain churn, a full minute passing before you can piece the words together through your moans and cries. 

“Mera khobsorat larka,” you gasp.

He smiles, open mouthed and sweating, looking down at you with such adoration, such possession.

“Mera khobsorat larka,” he repeats, and pushes the wand hard against your cocklet. You keen, back arching as an orgasm rocks through you, whole body shivering up and down as your eyes roll back. 

The intense vibrations carry you through it, milking your body of its pleasure—it quickly becomes too much. He doesn’t move it away, circling your nub with it, the overstimulation making you shake, tears streaming down your face. You thrash against the handcuffs, booted feet planting on his chest in both an attempt to close your legs and push him away.

“Your word, nene,” he urges, his hand held steady against your core.

You shake your head, biting your lip. You can hear the gravelly, satisfied trill emit from deep in his chest, finally flicking the toy off. Your hips immediately crash back down onto the bed, your whole body going limp as you try to catch your breath. You barely get a moment before you feel his slick, slightly tapered cock sliding between your folds before catching on your hole, pressing in with one sharp movement of his hips.

You croak on a moan, mouth hanging open dumbly, wrists feeling sore. You’re not fully aware at this point, body floating and mind so, so foggy with instinct. Alejandro feels so good inside of you, his thick cock stretching your hole open as he fucks into you slow and steady, yet with a force you can only attribute to his jealousy. 

He doesn’t knot you—doesn’t want to push your body to that point without the proper preparation. He instead buries to the bulb and wraps his fist around it, squeezing hard to simulate your tight little hole clenching down around him. 

The sound starts as a guttural growl before growing into a loud, moaning shout as he fills you with his cum, indistinguishable from the slick you’re leaking onto the sheets. 

He pants against your scent gland as you both come down, scraping his teeth across the swollen flesh to make you shiver—not quite owned yet but close, you’ll be his when the time is right.

You catch your breath and hiccup, letting out a shaky, heart-wrenching noise caught between a sob and a whimper, pulling hard against the cuffs. Alejandro’s immediately on you, somehow steady hands unlocking them to free your wrists.

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” he murmurs, almost cooing as you grab for him, wrapping your arms over his shoulder and around his neck, trying to bury your face against him. He skates his hands over your body, attempting to soothe your shivering as you come down from your headspace.

#modern warfare #modern warefare 2 #alejandro vargas #alejandro x reader #trans male reader #smut #mine

[gonnamurdersomeone]

CoD people as cats? I think so here we go!

Someone better appreciate this I literally took 3 pages from my fucking notebook to write all this shit down

Captain John “Bravo-6” Price

I think John would definitely be an Oriental cat if not that then probably a Burmese. Smart, quick on his feet and pretty loyal seems about right.

Lieutenant Simon “Ghost” Riley

I think Simon would be a Norwegian forest cat or a British Short hair.. for obvious reasons dude is a fuckin Brit through and through. I chose NFC becuase they are bigger types of cats and used to harsh climates

Sergeant Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

For Gaz I chose an Abyssinian cat, they are pretty, usually have pretty eyes (like him) and are pretty smart and playful. Very Gaz coded

Sergeant Johnny “Soap” MacTavish

Johnny boy would be a Scottish Fold or a Siamese cat. They are very vocal, love people and are just a joy to be around honestly. Plus they suffer from pretty boy syndrome so… yeah

Sergeant Gary “Roach” Sanderson

Gary my baby boy, I chose an OciCat cause of his name it’s so random? I thought him being a more exotic and weird cat would fit his aesthetic. Very pretty cats too!

General Hershel Shepherd

Fucking hell I hate this dude and for that I gave him a Sphynx cat, they are mean, bald and bossy as fuck. Sound about right for mister Shepherd no?

I want to kill him

Kate “Watcher-1” Laswell

Kate one of my favorites! She would definitely be an American Curl. Very pretty cats with a unique personality and it just fits her. That or a Bombay cat I couldn’t choose

Nikolai “Gaz fell out of the helicopter again”

Nik our lovable transportation buddy, of course he would get a Russian blue there is no need to elaborate here he would be a Russian blue. Very cool cats ngl

Farah “Kilo Actual” Karim

She is so pretty and such a girl boss istg. But I’m giving the Bengal cat or an Ural Rex very curly hair and just very funny kitties, I think it fits her

Alex “Echo 3-1” Keller (Jr Price fr)

Pretty boy gets a pretty cat!!! He gets to be a Manx cat cause of the no tail (and his one leg) nahh jokes aside very pretty kitties for a very pretty boy

Phillip “Shadow-1” Graves

I hate this dude with all my atoms but he’s tolerable compared to Shepherd.. But I gave Graved an American shorthair. One becuase he’s American and two his hairline makes me wanna cry

Vladimir Makarov

I hate you so so much for what you did in MW3… but you are a character so I’m still giving you a cat. If you were a cat my guy I think you’d be an Peterbald or a Karelian cat

Andre “Alpha 2-1” Nolan

Surprisingly not a bad character imo but he could use some more character development! I’m giving him a Korat cat or a Singapura. I wish he got more development in MW3 honestly :/

Alejandro Vargas

Alejandro! Our favorite Mexican man gotta love him and the cowboys. He’s a petty boy as well so I’m giving him a pretty chill and cool cat as well. A color point shorthair, not necessarily a *breed* per day but still he deserves a petty kitty

Rodolfo Parra

Rudy! Another cowboy we love what a gentleman <3 I’m giving him an Egyptian Mau kitty, it has spots and I think Rudy would be a spotted kitty. Very good boy

Valeria “El-Sin-Nombre” Garza

Mommy issues fr love this women. I support women rights AND wrongs 💪 she gets a Donskoy or a Savannah cat. Both wild kitties to match her wild and unpredictable personality I think it fits very well

König

Anxious King gotta love them! For obvious reasons he’s a Maine Coon cat, the biggest house cat there is. For being an absolute UNIT of a man he deserves a very loyal, pretty, and big kitty. God I just wanna smother this man

Kim “Horangi” Hong-jin

Toyger need I say more? It’s a literal house tiger, his name is fucking Tiger he gets to be the tiger damnit! 😤

Darnell “Hutch” Hutcherson

Dunno the rest of these guys very well (besides Nikto) but I’m giving Hutch a Chartreux cat. I wish the more obscure characters got more attention, no they may not be apart of the MW part but still they deserve love

Nikto

I love this man with every fucking atom of my body. My baby boy deserves the best cat in my opinion the Lykoi. Very cool, funny and amazing cats one of the best he’s just a goober I wanna pet him and keep him in my closet away from all the bad things

Mace

Mace heard some things about you here and there and decided I couldn’t leave you behind. You my friend would be an Oriental Longhair dunno why but I think it suits him

Velikan

Idk if this man is even part of the fandom? Either way I’m giving you a cat deal with it. You would be an Highlander cat if not then an Tonkinese kitty.

Keegan P Russ

Oh Keegan my dear boy, you would be a Devon Rex kitty, very smart, mischievous and overall just a joyful cat. You deserve the world my dear

Logan Walker

Ragdoll. You will get a ragdoll take it or leave or my guy. Just know I’m only adding you and everyone else because of Keegan

David “Hesh” walker

Hhhh.. hesh dude idk I’d probably give you a Havanah Brown kitty. Seems like a good fit. Unusual brown kitty for a unusual cool character

Elias T “Scarecrow” Walker

I literally know nothing about you? But I’m still giving you a cat! Uh I think possibly a Javanese cat would fit you my dude.

Alex v “Ajax” Johnson

Same with you like? I have never heard about you either but whatever. I think a Australian Mist or a Khao Manee cat would work

Alright so that’s all the CoD characters I think? I’m not sure if I missed anyone, if I did tell me and I’ll assign them in the comments or whatever.

No I’m not adding the other characters such as Diego or any other unknown Ghost team people or random background people that only have like 2 lines of dialogue or is barely even known within the CoD community.

#cod mw2 #cod mw3 #john price #kate laswell #horangi #konig cod #cod velikan #cod Nikto #cod mace #cod hutch #Cod Valeria #cod Rudy #cod alejandro #cod Andre #cod Vladimir #cod farah #cod Alex #cod shepherd #cod Gaz #cod Soap #cod Ghost #cod Alex v #cod elias #cod david #cod Keegan

[heranubis]

monster cod (dullahans version) ft. 141, kate laswell, alex keller, farah karim, alejandro vargas, rodolfo parra, philip graves

John "Bravo 0-6" Price

where many people mistake mactavish as a werewolf, it's actually price. he has excellent control of his wolf, and is capable of shifting at will rather than relying on the moon cycle.

all of his senses are heightened and his strength far surpasses a regular human. anyone who tries to call him "alpha" gets a growl and eye roll - he find's it annoying and only the rest of the 141 (& kate) can get away with the joke.

is capable of masking his identity of a werewolf, except his eyes will sometimes flash a circle of amber around the pupil - a sign his instincts have been triggered and his wolf is present.

his teeth are incredibly sharp, even in human form. he's not a fan of dentists nor are they a fan of him.

his wolf form more closely resembles a grizzly than an actual wolf - and he definitely uses this as an intimidation factor.

Simon "Ghost" Riley

was actually human, once upon a time. it was a mission gone wrong, a desperate deal made and soul taken away. his body was transformed into a hellhound - think of the ones from chronicles of riddick.

he actually prefers his new hellhound form to his human one! will only be human when absolutely necessary - otherwise you can often spot him prowling around in the shadows, dew claws clicking as he stalks and observes.

his neutral scale color is a faded, smokey gray. when he is content, his scales flush to a lighter, not-quite-white. it's when he's hunting that his scales take on that signature black color - though his face still retains the skull markings similar to the mask he wears as a human.

capable of canid vocalizations in either form, and capable of human speech - he just prefers remaining silent. he also rattles his scales to announce his presence around those he respects or considers pack. everyone else get's a jumpscare when they turn around and there he suddenly is.

will only tolerate pets (read: hard shoulder smacks) from johnny or price. kyle tries, but he doesn't pat hard enough for simon to register through the scales. the effort is appreciated, though.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

a seraphim - or the closest anyone will get to one. four sets of wings, all made of a metal not found on earth. he prefers folding them tightly to his back to avoid accidentally slicing someone.

please don't talk christianity or catholicism with him - he will bolt. he has no issue with religion or anyone being open about it, he just (quite frankly) get's tired of answering the same questions repeatedly.

actually grooms his feathers regularly! though made of metal, they can be very pliant and soft when his body feels like it isn't under active threat. nobody is allowed to sit within his wingspan on horror movie nights unless it's simon, whose scales can't be sliced by the feathers.

if you ask him why he left the clouds - his answer is always the same. his sense of justice was too strong - he wanted to make a change in the world, and he wouldn't wait to do it.

does not have an eternal lifespan and can be killed, but it's incredibly hard to do so. he still hates helicopters and thinks they're pointless (salty that he fell out of one twice).

John "Soap" Mactavish

a kelpie! actually a hybrid between two different species of faer, kelpie is the easiest to identify with. unlike the typical three forms, john only has two: human and horse.

his horse form is a large dark bay, almost impossible to identify it's breed at first glance. the most you'll ever see are those blue eyes and his suspiciously sharp teeth before he pulls you beneath the murky waters.

has a very strong affinity for water, and despite his love for demolitions he will take any chance possible to be submerged. not as big of a fan of salt water than he is fresh or brackish, but he'll take whatever he can get (except chlorine. that is hell and he hates it).

doesn't use his horse form on base - it has a subtle air of influence that tends to draw people in. after a few unfortunate incidences, it's more of an unspoken rule that he can only shift on leave or on field but never on base.

kyle is the only one who has ever been able to sit on his back and his skin not trap him - something about the heavenly blessings? john was a little too stunned to truly pay attention

Kate "Watcher" Laswell

a proper dragon - half of her heart, soul, and lifespan split with her wife. golden scales that grow in patches (like alex, found below) - more like snake skin than harder scales like a crocodiles.

her pupils are slit and while she does have horns, she keeps them short at her wifes request (hard to bonk foreheads comfortably if they get in the way xoxo). her tail isn't super long but that makes it easier for her to keep close and out of the way.

both wings are in tact and she is Not a fan of anyone touching them outside of her wife (and maybe kyle, since she see's him as a good friend and he knows the struggle of cleaning wings).

can absolutely breathe fire, and will do so as a warning.

Alex "Echo 3-1" Keller

a snake hybrid of some sort, specifically a king cobra. patches of scales, fangs that are capable of tucking into his gums, spectacled eyes. he can see in infrared and often finds it annoying when in cold enviornments.

has a forked tongue and absolutely uses it to mess with people. his tattoos and preference for long sleeves actually mask his scales pretty well, so it's easy to mistake him for a human at first glance. he's been known to trick people in the past by randomly flicking his tongue or even unhinging his jaw.

yes, he knows hes larger than a mongoose. yes, they still unsettle him. claims it's natural instinct (he thinks they just look... really weird). hisses as a defense when startled or annoyed, no he will not acknowledge it.

big on seeking others out and sticking close for body heat. farah, price, and kyle are his favorites because of their higher body temps.

has never elaborated on what exactly he is - will give a different answer every time you ask.

Farah Karim

suggested by my beloved noji @blighted-lights, farah would be a harpy or otherwise bird adjacent! i personally see her as some sort of falcon - small and mighty and underestimating her is your very last mistake.

she doesn't bond easily but when she does? she will do absolutely anything for you. she especially loves when you help her preen, it's something she only allows when she feels utterly safe with you.

chirps and coo's when she feels particularly emotional (positive).

she has one of alex's scales and he has one of her feathers. it's a sign of their deep devotion to each other. regardless of romantic or platonic, they are incredibly important to each other and an equal exchange of something so important cannot be ignored.

if you manage to be farah's favorite person? it would melt her heart if you fashioned her feathers into jewelry and even made matching pieces.

Alejandro Vargas

hear me out, but i think he would be a cadejo! a dog shaped creature whose eyes change color depending on it's mood - often seen as either protectors and bringers of good will or the incarnation of the devil.

he stands around the height of a cow, and though his fur is black - alejandro is only a protector of his community. rodolfo often jokingly teases him that he smells like a goat so he very much invests in colognes.

though he doesn't have any visible chains, the sound of them dragging behind him can be heard on especially quiet nights. alongside the sound of his hooves - these are the sounds of safety to the people of las almas.

very much prefers his human form and can mask himself incredibly well.

the most you'll ever see that tells against him being human are his sharp teeth and the subtle color shift in his eyes.

Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra

another shifter, like price! his canid form is actually a Xoloitzcuintli. not a lot of hair and more on the 'traditional' side of hairless. his skin in this form is as dark as his hair as a human, which allows him to blend into shadows better.

much like price, all of his senses are heightened, though he has to be more careful due to little to no fur protecting his skin in altercations (plenty of small scars from chasing after suspects and not being super careful in avoiding obstacles)

yes, he can stand as a traditional werewolf. no, he doesn't do it often - it scares the shit out of ajelandro and while it can be funny, he'd really rather not deal with it.

has exceptional control over his shifting and honestly doesn't have a preference over what form he uses most - just whatevers convenient at the time.

has absolutely pretended to be a regular dog for the sake of an op - has since learned he's a bigger fan of belly rubs than previously thought.

Philip Graves

somewhere between undead and genuine zombie. no he doesn't know how it happened, no he doesn't want to figure it out. no he doesn't want your brains, yes he will bite if you keep bothering him.

constantly smells like rot and sulfur, and his eyes are always just a bit cloudy. his body doesn't fall apart nor does he suffer from rigor mortis, but the cold does not mesh well with him.

incapable of permanently dying - yes he can be put down, but bury him shallow; he Will come back.

please don't call him a zombie, it'll just aggravate him and that's not a fight you want to pick. shadow company is protective of him and vice versa.

has complete cognotive functions alongside physical functions - can very easily pass as a regular person if you look past the more... obvious signs pointing otherwise.

#heranubis #call of duty #john price #simon riley #kyle garrick #john mactavish #kate laswell #alex keller #farah karim #alejandro vargas #rodolfo parra #philip graves #modern warfare 2

[fritzi2405]

Songs that remind me of the MW2 characters with no explanation because I’m bored

 (Just like the Titel says. There will probebly be a lot of Ghost and Rammstein songs because I listen to them on a daily basis :3) 

Simon “Ghost” Riley 

“I Stand Alone” - Godsmack

“Square Hammer” or “Faith” - Ghost

“Waste” - Kxllswxtch

“Gallowdance” - Lebanon Hanover

“Mein Herz Brennt” or “Angst” - Rammstein

John “Soap” Mactavish 

“I’m Still Standing” - Elton Jon

“World’s Smallest Violin” - AJR

“Cluster” - Slipknot

“Stronger” - The Score

“Kiss the Go-Goat” or “Jigolo Har Megiddo” - Ghost

John Price

“Church” - Fall Out Boy

“Life Itself” - Glass Animals

“Alien Blues” - Vundabar

“Links 2 3 4″ oder “Haifisch” - Rammstein

“Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy” - Queen

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

“Spillways” - Ghost

“Never Gonna Stop” - Rob Zombie

“Adventure of a Lifetime” - Coldplay

“The Search” - NF

“Hunting High and Low” - A-ha

Alejandro Vargas

“Alejandro” - Lady Gaga

“The Hollow” - A Perfect Circle

“Everbody Wants To Rule The World” - Tears and Fear

“Friends and Traitors” - Raised Fist

“Familia (Spiderman: Into the Spider-verse)

Phillip Graves

“Mummy Dust” or “Monstrance Clock” - Ghost

“Judas” - Lady Gaga

“Spit in my Face!” - ThxSoMch

“Dalai Lama” - Rammstein

“Space Ghost Coast to Coast” - Glass Animals

Kate Laswell

“One More Hour” - Tame Impala

“Radio” - Rammstein

“Dirty Harry” - Gorillaz

“Go To War” - Nothing More 

“Life Eternel” - Ghost

Farah Karim

“Softcore” -The Neighbourhood

“Dark Beach” - Pastel Ghost

“Bundy” - Animal Alpha

“Tears Dry On Their Own” - Amy Winehouse

“Enemy” - Imagine Dragon

Alex “Echo 3-1″ 

“Darkness at the Heart of my Love” - Ghost

“Little Dark Age” - MGMT

“Scream” - Michael Jackson

“Pompeii” - Bastille

“Seven Nation Army” - The White Stripes

#cod mw22 #cod mw 2019 #cod alex #farah karim #captain price #john price #john soap mactavish #soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #ghost #kate laswell #phillip graves #alejandro vargas #kyle gaz garrick #kyle garrick #i'm tired #tired and bored

[callsign-bunnie]

Could you write an arranged marriage AU with king/warlord Alejandro with Rudy being offered to him as spouse so he won't invade the kingdom Rudy comes from? Maybe Rudy would be scared to be offered to Ale because his reputation is scary but then it turns out Ale falls in love at first sight, but Rudy doesn't believe him at first.

SCREAMS, SCREAMS SO LOUD anon I could kiss you, also this is ABO because... idk. It took so unbelievably long because I was setting up an entire AU for it!

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Rodolfo could have cried when he looked in the mirror. He was dressed to be a bride and he hated it. He'd agreed to this, for his kingdom. Granted, he didn't really have a choice because they were going to send him, regardless, but he had decided to agree to it.

"It could be worse, Rudy." Soap, his best friend and who would be his first lady in waiting, tried to joke. "He could be unattractive."

"His personality far outweighs any outer attraction." Rodolfo shook his head, keeping his voice soft in case anyone could hear him. He doubted they could but he'd like to be careful. "Have you heard what they say about him?"

Soap cringed, reaching up and carefully readjusting Rodolfo's veil, making sure it covered his eyes. It was a deep blue, with gold flakes in it, that gave an impression of stars. "For what it's worth, you're beautiful."

Rodolfo smiled, sadly. "Thank you." He murmured, touching Soap's face. He'd been "gifted" to Rodolfo by his parents on Rodolfo's thirteenth birthday. It was customary in his kingdom for Noble's to offer their child to royalty. It gave them the chance to learn how to play at court, and potentially gave them a seat at a war table or strategy board. Or, in an omega's case, a chance of marrying someone who would be at those table.

Soap grinned at him. "Besides... I'm here. Can you really be so sad with your best friend here?"

"No, I suppose I cannot." Rodolfo agreed and turned back to the mirror. He tried to suppress the way his hands shook as he raked them over the fabric on his body, trying to smooth it out. "I'm terrified..."

"I'm right here, Rudy. It's going to be okay." Soap nodded, meeting his eyes in the mirror.

Rodolfo took a deep breath. "What will he do to me?"

"Nothing. I know you. You have a fiery spirit. You'll stand tall and demand he respect you. Or else. Because that's who you are." Soap smiled, reassuringly. "I've seen you stand up to war generals."

"Not Kings. Not my husband." Rodolfo shook his head. "Not King Alejandro."

Soap hesitated before sighing. "Alejandro Vargas is just an alpha, at the end of the day."

Just an alpha. Right. Alejandro Vargas, king of the Red Kingdom, named that for the amount of blood it's spilled over the centuries it's been established, was more than just an alpha. He was a Warlord. It was the custom of his kingdom. He'd won his first battle at 13, his first war at 18, and he'd quickly started to rebuild the Silver Empire. And at 24, he was succeeding, too. Rodolfo's marriage to Alejandro would cement their kingdom's rejoining of the Empire, the 6th kingdom, of the original 13, to rejoin.

Alejandro had a reputation for being bloodthirsty. He drank with his breakfast, some would say. Rodolfo had been told many times that Alejandro would chew him up and spit him out. He liked to break omegas. Would push them until they snapped. Left a broken shell of their former selves.

And Rodolfo Parra, second born of his family into the second largest Kingdom of the Old Empire, Artemea, (the largest being the Red Kingdom), had to marry him. He wondered, as he finally followed Soap to where the ceremony would take place, how long he'd last. How long would he last before Alejandro broke him like he apparently broke other omegas?

Months? Years? Gods, he'd probably barely last days. Where would he find himself in the weeks after their marriage? A husk, only pulled out for events? He'd seen other Queens befall that state. He'd always vowed that would never be him. Yet, here he was, being dressed and preened for the slaughter.

Rodolfo quickly grabbed Soap's hand when they reached the door he was meant to go through, tensing. "Soap..." He whispered, hardly able to breathe. "I can't do this..."

"You have to, Rudy. It'll be alright." Soap murmured and took his hand, patting it. "I'll be there. Right off to the side. I believe in you."

Rodolfo almost stopped him as he let go of Rodolfo's hand, turning and leaving so he could take his place. Rodolfo took in a shuddering breath and when he heard the Priestess say his cue, he finally went in.

Alejandro was wearing red, a big shocker, with gold accents. As Soap had pointed out, he was attractive. If Rodolfo wasn't terrified of his actions, he would have fawned over him with Soap the moment he found out he was to be married to him.

His face was neutral as Rodolfo stepped in, hard almost.

It only frightened Rodolfo more. He hadn't expected affection in his eyes, but... he'd wanted something. He couldn't read Alejandro's expression at all. He didn't like that.

Rodolfo managed to keep himself from running back out of the room, doing as Soap said he would. He straightened and set his chin, taking a deep breath. Stand tall, don't show your fear. Alejandro may try to break you, but he won't steal your dignity in front of everyone here.

When he was in front of Alejandro, he looked up at him, taking in a breath as he studied Alejandro's features. They were sharp, angled in all of the typical way an Alpha's features were expected to be. Light facial hair, Rodolfo believed it was called stubble, dusted his jaw, though it was clean.

That was one thing the red kingdom was known for. They cared about their looks, their appearance, their presentation. First impressions were apparently everything to them. Alejandro... seemed to be making a clear effort with his.

Rodolfo's eyes traced over his features, though they were easily caught by a long jagged scar that went down the right side of Alejandro's face from the bottom of his eyelid to his jaw. The way it was shaped suggested a slash, not a cut. He wondered which battle had earned him that one.

Honestly, he didn't look all that frightening. Everyone had described him as something close to a monster. Hard eyes constantly searching out violence, jagged features, a stance that could strike fear into the hardest war generals. But... Soap was right. Alejandro was just an alpha.

The priestess started the ceremony. The first part was to hold out their hands. They would clasp them, gently, and then the priestess would bind them together. Rodolfo held out his left hand, trying not to show how much it shook.

Alejandro definitely noticed, though, because a small frown appeared on his face as he took Rodolfo's hand with his own left. His hands were slightly rough on Rodolfo's skin, his skin much warmer than Rodolfo's. Alejandro's skin was slightly lighter than his own, but only slightly. It was only noticeable when they touched. It made sense, Rodolfo spent most of his time in his castle's garden, reading while Soap rambled about anything and everything.

"With this silk rope, I bind you King Alejandro Vargas of the Red Kingdom to Prince Rodolfo Parra of Artemea." Rodolfo watched her tie the rope in a marriage knot around their wrists, forming an infinity symbol around their thumbs. While the knot was formed, Alejandro's hand turned to the side, slightly, and Rodolfo could see a deep scar across his wrist.

He had to put everything into not looking at Alejandro in shock and just continued to stare at the rope on his wrist. He knew what that scar was. And... he had to admit, it clashed against everything he knew about Alejandro.

Alejandro was a very successful king. Why would he feel the need to end himself?

When the knot was tied, the Priestess then got a goblet from the side table. She took a carafe of wine from two tables. One had a Sun on it, the old symbol of the Red Kingdom before it became known only for blood, and the other had a moon, the symbol of Artemea. She poured wine from both carafes into the goblet, speaking a prayer in the old tongue, a language Rodolfo had never felt the need to learn.

The priestess then held the glass between them. Rodolfo was to take it first, so he did. He wasn't sure why. Soap had said, when Rodolfo had asked after the rehearsal ceremony, that the reason was because it was so an alpha could have their first taste of their new wife.

Alphas would place their lips over where their omegas had just placed theirs and it would be as if they were tasting them with the wine.

Rodolfo wasn't quite sure he believed him.

As was customary, Alejandro reached forward and pulled Rodolfo's veil back from his face, slightly, so Rodolfo could pull the goblet up to his lips. It would be hard to do himself, with his hand bound to Alejandro's. He took a small sip, trying not to make a face at the taste of the wine. it was ceremony wine, not good wine, so it did not taste great. But, he got through it.

Then, Alejandro took the cup from him. He turned the cup in an almost rehearsed way and took his own drink from it, his mouth right where Rodolfo's had been. Huh, Soap may have been right.

Then, the goblet was taken from them and Alejandro was lifting the veil over Rodolfo's face. The veil had muted the light a little, so his eyes had to adjust once it was moved, and he glanced around a little to help them.

When his eyes fell onto Alejandro's face again, he was shocked to see his features had softened, considerably, into an expression of almost awe. If Rodolfo didn't know better, he would have claimed admiration was there. "The gods could not have prepared me for how beautiful you are."

Rodolfo flushed dark at Alejandro's words, especially as they were spoken in the native language that both of their kingdoms shared. "Thank you." He responded, to be polite.

He knew the mating bite was next. That had terrified him. Kept him awake at night. He'd imagined Alejandro, his teeth sharp fangs, tearing into his neck. Mauling him. Ripping him open at their own altar.

As he'd seen at other ceremonies, of which he'd attended many, he expected Alejandro to grab him with his free arm, yank him over, and sink his teeth into Rodolfo's neck, leaving Rodolfo with the decision of forcing himself to stay quiet or humiliate himself with whimpering in front of everyone.

Instead, he was surprised when Alejandro moved to him, his arm going around Rodolfo's waist. He didn't pull Rodolfo, instead he cradled him. In fact, Rodolfo barely moved an inch. Then, Alejandro was leaning down, tilting his head. He kissed over Rodolfo's neck, carefully, until he found that spot that had Rodolfo letting out a breath, involuntarily, scenting Alejandro immediately.

With Alejandro so close, he could pick up his scent and it suddenly hit him that he hadn't been able to before. Distinctly alpha, no doubt of it, and he smelled of cinnamon, smoky cinnamon to be exact, maybe a hint of something softer... Rodolfo leaned into the sent, reaching to grasp at the blood red cloak that hung off of Alejandro's right shoulder.

Alejandro didn't hesitate, why should he, to sink his teeth into the spot. At first, pain erupted up Rodolfo's neck and down his shoulder and Rodolfo felt tears spring to his eyes. But then, as Alejandro held it, scenting him, Rodolfo felt the pain melt into euphoria. It was soft euphoria, nothing to drive Rodolfo too wild, but the scent definitely had him dizzy.

Alejandro pulled away a moment later, using his thumb to wipe Rodolfo's blood from his lips, and Rodolfo had to give himself a moment to let his mind clear. He released his death grip of Alejandro's cloak and flushed a little.

Then, again, Alejandro was leaning forward, baring his neck so Rodolfo could do the same. Rodolfo worried he wouldn't bite hard enough. Or he'd bite too hard and it would piss Alejandro off. But, he leaned up regardless, grateful when Alejandro tilted down a bit.

Alejandro temporarily moved his arm to tap where his mating spot was and Rodolfo felt immediately grateful. He kissed it, just to make sure, dizzying again at the scent it released, and flushing. Then, he pressed his teeth to the spot and bit down, as hard as he could without hurting his own jaw. His teeth broke the skin easily and he tensed when Alejandro suddenly grabbed his waist.

Fear flashed through him as he worried he'd bit too hard and now Alejandro would be angry at him. A million possibilities of how Alejandro would punish him for this ran through his mind and he tried to suppress his own scent, but already it was stained with fear. He knew he smelled like wildflowers, but when he was afraid, it turned to something sickly sweet, like honeysuckle that was rotting.

Rodolfo broke away, quickly, and backed away from Alejandro, immediately scanning his face for anger, but he was only met with neutrality again. Somehow, that only scared him more. But, he managed to get a handle on it, suppressing his scent.

Finally, the last part of the ceremony. The priestess came over and Rodolfo bowed his head as a gold crown with rubies was set on his head. It was lighter than he expected and the priestess discreetly secured it on his hair. "As this rope and those bites secure you to your alpha, your alpha secures you to this throne. Long live the new Queen of Aela, the Red Kingdom."

Rodolfo kept his head high and turned with Alejandro to the people watching them. It was a small crowd, nobles mostly, all sitting at tables.

"Today is a most joyous day." Alejandro began and Rodolfo found himself flushing, even if he wasn't sure Alejandro meant it out of affection for him. "I have taken a most beautiful bride and our beloved Artemea rejoins the Silver Empire upon our union. This will connect the Southern half of the continent to the Northern Half, as it did 500 years ago. I believe Artemila and Aelius both smile upon us, glad to see their beloved kingdoms reunited."

Rodolfo met Soap's eyes, who was smiling brightly. He was never afraid, Rodolfo wasn't surprised. Alejandro then guided Rodolfo to their table, sitting with him.

Then, music started, and everyone who was standing also found their seats. Now that Rodolfo wasn't focused, he got a good look around the room. Dark oak decor, several grand paintings... Rodolfo liked it. It was all beautiful. Of course it would be. Soap found his seat beside Rodolfo and a man wearing a silver mask, shaped to be a skull, sat beside Alejandro.

"Mi Estrellas," Alejandro started and Rodolfo found himself blushing at the nickname, finding it fitting, "I'd like you meet General Ghost. My closest friend and the highest in my army."

"Your only friend," Ghost corrected. Rodolfo didn't like the way his eyes picked over him, making him feel exposed. Judged.

Alejandro laughed, shaking his head. "Sadly."

Rodolfo went to bow his head in response to Ghost's bowing, flushing dark when Soap tapped his leg to remind him that he wasn't supposed to do that as Queen. Rodolfo had known he'd be Queen of some kingdom, eventually. Luapin had been who he'd assumed since they were small and Artemea's biggest ally, but... He'd never quite gotten the hang of the switch from Prince Rodolfo to Queen Rodolfo. It was hard.

Princes bow their head out of respect, Queens only nodded an acknowledge. Soap had paid more attention than he did.

Rodolfo nodded, once, instead. "It is wonderful to meet you."

"Your accent is thick." Ghost commented.

Rodolfo wasn't sure whether he should be offended or not, especially since Alejandro had the same accent. "My kingdom still relies heavily on our native tongue." He settled on, shrugging slightly.

Soap tapped Rodolfo's leg again and Rodolfo took a breath, introducing him. "This is So-" another tap, what would Rodolfo do without him? "Johnny Mactavish. He's my first Lady in Waiting." Only, more like, but that was only because Alejandro would pick the rest of them.

"It's nice to meet you," Soap bowed his head to Ghost and then to Alejandro, deeper as he was king. Ghost bowed his head to Soap and then Alejandro nodded a greeting.

The rest of the banquet was rather boring. Just guests offering them gifts, which Alejandro would choose to accept or regift to someone else. None of them particularly interested him, until a mechanical bird which could sing lullabies. Rodolfo watched it with fascination, unsure how it could work like that. It looked almost too real, he caught Soap making a face at it.

Alejandro seemed to notice his interest and smiled. “Here. We’ll keep this one.” He murmured, taking Rodolfo’s hand and gingerly placing the bird in it. Rodolfo flushed. He looked at it, having it play one of the songs.

“I don’t recognize these songs.” Rodolfo said softly. They were beautiful, though, and he liked the sound of them.

“They’re Aelian,” Alejandro explained. “Old Aelian. They’re not used anymore. You can hear the lower notes.”

Rodolfo could hear them, even despite how high pitched the bird sang. “Artemean lullabies are more high pitched, more monotone.”

“He knows. He learned several before your wedding.” Ghost spoke up, chuckling.

Alejandro glared deeply at Ghost and Rodolfo understood why everyone said he was terrifying. Rodolfo genuinely worried for Ghost’s safety. He’d heard a story of Alejandro cutting an advisor’s face during a meeting for speaking out of turn.

“Please don’t hurt him, I’m sure it was a harmless comment.” Rodolfo pleaded, both for Ghost’s safety and for not wanting to see bloodshed at his own wedding.

Both Ghost and Alejandro seemed to stop and stare at him for a moment before Alejandro softened. “Mi Estrellas, I will not harm him. Not for teasing.” He murmured.

Rodolfo relaxed, immediately, and flushed. He turned and looked down at the table, embarrassed. He glanced at Soap, who looked concerned, and offered a smile to reassure his friend. “I’m okay.” He murmured.

More gifts and they seemed to up in interest. A set of hour glasses, one with navy colored sand and one with blood red sand. A matching set for both of them, Rodolfo realized. Alejandro kept that one.

A set of books in the old language. Alejandro smiled, “can you speak it?”

“No. I was never taught.” Rodolfo shook his head.

Alejandro shrugged. “Neither do I.” He regifted them to Ghost, who apparently did speak the old language, and then continued on.

A few leather bound journals, another matching set which Rodolfo took interest in immediately. Alejandro again seemed to notice and kept them. Rodolfo felt surprised, Alejandro seemed to be so considerate of the things he liked.

Then, two blades were set in front of Alejandro by an Artemean noble. “We understand that Aelian omegas do not learn the dance of the blade but… Artemean do.” They bowed to Rodolfo, who smiled softly.

Alejandro seemed surprised. “You can sword fight?”

Rodolfo hesitated, worried Alejandro wouldn’t like that fact. “Yes, we’re taught from a young age to defend ourselves.”

Alejandro smiled. “That’s wonderful.” He nodded. He seemed almost impressed. He stood and lifted one of the swords, sliding the sheath off of it. The sheath was blood red and the blade itself was of obsidian steel and large, clearly built for Alejandro’s arm.

Rodolfo loved the way the black caught the light but even more dazzling was the red adorning the blade, somehow mixed into it. Rodolfo knew the process, it required moonwater to strengthen the gem, which would then be pieced and fuzed to the metal. It was a beautiful process. One Rodolfo enjoyed watching.

Alejandro admired it for a moment and then got the other blade out. It was smaller, the blade thinner, more suited for an omega. It was a bright silver with inscriptions of the moon in the blade. The light caught on it and it appeared to almost glitter. “Stand, Mi Estrella.” Alejandro murmured and gestured.

Rodolfo did as told, immediately, nervous. But, all Alejandro did was have him weight the blade in his arm. It was a little light but Rodolfo had no doubt he could adjust to it with practice. 

“Matching blades.” Ghost commented. “How romantic.”

Alejandro was almost grinning. He compared their two blades which held mostly the same shape with the usual distances. “It’s a showy blade, not suited for heavy combat but... when we travel together, it’s enough.”

Rodolfo ran his fingers of the blade meant to be his. “I adore it...” He murmured. He adored it. 

Soap looked in awe of the blade and Rodolfo gently handed it over so he could admire it. Soap had always loved blades, though Rodolfo had been partial to the bow in combat. “It’s beautiful.” Soap agreed, touching the edge of the blade, which broke the skin on his fingertips immediately.

Soap shrugged. “Respect striker.” He murmured, gesturing to everyone in the room who were in fact staring at Rodolfo with some mixture of awe and respect. Rodolfo’s face flushed red slightly and he thanked Soap for the name.

“Respect striker.” Alejandro nodded. “I like it.” He lifted the sheath. “May I?”

Rodolfo hesitated before nodding, moving away from the table. Alejandro was gentle as he secured the sheath around Rodolfo’s waist. Then, Rodolfo slid the blade in carefully. In combat, he would wear in on his back since his arrows would rest at his side instead, but, for daily wear, it would rest on his waist.

Rodolfo flushed when Alejandro’s hand smoothed over his stomach and then he carefully sat again, watching Alejandro thank who had gifted them the blades. “Thank you, Lord Kate.”

Lord Kate bowed her head. Rodolfo recognized her as an a noble from one of their neighboring kingdoms. She was often at court with his parents, doing business, though she was the Right Hand to King Price, of the Kingdom Drodora, which was on the sea. Artemea was on the sea as well, but Drodora’s main exports came from the sea.

Lord Kate wished them a happy marriage and then returned to her table, where Rodolfo recognized King Price himself sitting there. He raised a glass when he saw them glance over.

Rodolfo flushed and turned back to Alejandro. There were only a few more gifts and all were things for Alejandro, which he regifted most of them. Soap ended up messing with the bird some more, seeing everything it could do. 

Rodolfo felt himself become more anxious as the evening drew to a close. After gifts, it was eating, and then... consummation. Luckily, he knew enough to know that it was not customary in Aelian culture to check the sheets for blood like it was in other cultures but... Rodolfo was still nervous at the idea.

He’d never had sex before. He didn’t know anything about it. Soap had told him a few times about it but... he’d mentioned the first time always hurts. A lot. But, it could get better after that. Maybe for Soap but... if Alejandro was anything like everyone said... 

Rodolfo was terrified. 

When the night drew to a close, Alejandro offered his hand and then they dismissed themselves, as was customary. Rodolfo tried to keep himself from shaking with nerves as he followed Alejandro to their bedroom, taking deep breaths. Soap had told him it would be okay but he didn’t really believe that.

Alejandro let him enter the room first and Rodolfo tried not to jump at the sound of the lock clicking on the door. “I prefer privacy.” Alejandro explained. It was a nice room, large, as expected for a King’s room. It was decorated in red, also expected, and gold. The farest side of the room was all balcony, though curtains drifted in the breeze over it. 

Rodolfo nodded a little, standing at the foot of the bed and just kind of staring at it. He could hear his heart pounding in his chest, it filled his ears and Rodolfo would have believed it filled the room, too. 

“You don’t have to be so tense, Mi Estrella. I won’t hurt you.” Alejandro was suddenly close behind him and Rodolfo couldn’t help jumping that time. He wasn’t sure he believed Alejandro’s words. “What do you know of sex?”

Rodolfo decided to be honest. He didn’t think he could lie with Alejandro so close behind him. “I’ve heard it hurts the first time.”

“It doesn’t have to.” Alejandro started to pull off the jewelry Rodolfo was wearing, starting with the veil. “It only does with careless alphas.”

“Are you careless?”

“No.” 

Rodolfo flushed and closed his eyes, his skin warming wherever Alejandro’s brushed against it. “They say you’re a monster. That you enjoy breaking omegas. That you’ll break me.”

“People love to spin such tales, do they not?” Alejandro chuckled. “The way they speak about me would have many believe I was a dragon. That I could spit fire and rip a thousand men apart with my claws. I am simply human, Mi Querido. I do not enjoy breaking omegas. I will not break you.”

Rodolfo liked the way Alejandro spoke. He liked to flourish with his words. But, he knew alphas who liked to flourish their words often flourished their lies as well. “Are you a dragon?” He asked, attempting to be playful, though it likely failed.

“No.” Alejandro laughed and Rodolfo relaxed a little. “I only wish I could be. Would win this war for the empire faster.”

Rodolfo turned dark red as Alejandro started to pull his clothing off, but he didn’t resist. He did hug himself when he was fully undressed, complying as Alejandro turned him around. “I never imagined myself ever being in the presence of such beauty. It is hard to believe you are real.”

Oh. Rodolfo was very quickly flustered from Alejandro’s words, softening. Even if Alejandro was lying, he would do it with such pretty words and Rodolfo could appreciate those at least. Rodolfo was gently pushed onto the bed and he tried not to fall onto it, moving up so he could lay against the pillows. His eyes followed Alejandro as he undressed himself and then climbed up the bed, settling over Rodolfo.

Rodolfo took deep breaths to stay calm, settling into the pillows. Alejandro leaned down and kissed him, gently, though the passion there sent warm through Rodolfo’s body. Alejandro’s hands roamed his skin and spread the warmth, making Rodolfo shiver. 

Then, Alejandro’s mouth was moving down to Rodolfo’s neck, kissing and biting over the skin. Rodolfo had had his neck touched before, usually by Soap trying to bug him. This was different. He made soft noises from the sensation, pressing up into Alejandro without thinking. 

Alejandro’s hand found it’s way between Rodolfo’s legs and Rodolfo grasped at his forearms, tensing with nervousness again. “Shh.. it’s going to feel good, I promise.” Alejandro murmured. 

Rodolfo nodded a little, looking up into Alejandro’s eyes. He found tenderness there, affection. It shocked him and was a bit too much so he closed his eyes again, looking away. But, Alejandro turned his head back to face him. “I like your eyes. Keep watching me.”

Rodolfo turned bright red but nodded, gasping as Alejandro was suddenly swiping the slick that gathered between his legs. Alejandro made an appreciative noise and then his fingers were pushing inside. Rodolfo grabbed harder at Alejandro’s arms, keening into him.

It was an entirely new sensation, one which Rodolfo wasn’t sure how to cope with. He buried his face in Alejandro’s shoulder, gasping as his fingers pushed in deeper. 

“You’re so slick…” Alejandro purred, his free arm wrapping around Rodolfo and holding him close. “I have you…”

Rodolfo bucked his hips against Alejandro, moaning as he moved his fingers in and out at a steady and even pace. “Mi Sol…” He whimpered. The nickname was natural to him. He was Alejandro’s star… so Alejandro was his Sun. “I don’t- I can’t-” he wasn’t even sure what he was trying to say.

“It’s okay, mi estrella. I have you…” Alejandro rubbed his face against Rodolfo’s, adding a third finger but keeping the same pace. Rodolfo could feel Alejandro’s scruff against his skin and he couldn’t help whining, pressing his face into the action. Alejandro scented Rodolfo and he melted involuntarily, his mind going hazy from the sensation. This was fantastic… He didn’t want it to stop. “There we go…”

Alejandro pulled his fingers away suddenly and Rodolfo couldn’t help whining, looking at him with an expression of soft betrayal. Alejandro only laughed gently. “Just one moment, mi amor, I promise.” He pulled back, untangling himself from Rodolfo’s arms.

Rodolfo complied and fell back into the pillows, looking up at Alejandro and wondering just what was going to happen next. Alejandro moved himself between Rodolfo’s legs and then he was pushing in and it was intense and Rodolfo was having to grab at the sheets, gasping and squeezing his eyes shut.

Alejandro leaned back down and kissed over Rodolfo’s face, keeping the kisses light and gentle. “How do we feel, mi querido?”

Rodolfo took deep breaths. It didn’t hurt, it was just a lot. “It’s… it’s okay…” He nodded, opening his eyes to look up at Alejandro’s, seeing concern there. He just melted at it, leaning up and nuzzling the side of Alejandro’s face. Maybe the rumors weren’t true, maybe Alejandro was soft and kind. At least, in this moment, he was.

Alejandro pet his hair and Rodolfo melted as his body relaxed into the feeling. Then, Alejandro started to move, which was even more intense. He cried out as Alejandro thrust back in and quickly wrapped his arms around Alejandro’s shoulders, hiding in his neck. 

Alejandro cradled his head, the other going around his waist and continued to move, moaning softly in his ear. Rodolfo flushed dark as it sent shivers down his spine and he pulled away slightly, looking at Alejandro. Alejandro kissed him softly and gave another sharp thrust.

Rodolfo cried out and arched into him, breaking the kiss slightly, though Alejandro chased it and met him again, tilting his head to deepen it. He sharpened his thrusts and Rodolfo cried out his name, breaking away fully. He flushed dark when he saw Alejandro’s eyes darken and then he was thrusting like that every time, biting over Rodolfo’s neck.

Rodolfo at first tensed, expecting the sensation to be unpleasant but it wasn’t, it was wonderful and maybe it was a lot but Rodolfo wanted more. He rolled his hips to meet Alejandro’s thrusts, arching his back into him. 

“Just like that, mi querido. Just like that.” Alejandro panted, moaning again, and bit harshly at Rodolfo’s neck. Rodolfo whined and dug his nails into Alejandro’s back, rewarded with a faster, harsher pace. 

Alejandro licked over the bite and Rodolfo melted, but he kept rolling his hips to meet Alejandro, his movements clunky and inexperienced. Thankfully, Alejandro didn’t say anything about it, though his hands moved down to grab at Rodolfo’s hips and guide him. They moved together and Rodolfo found himself comparing it to the dances he’d had to learn for events.

Rodolfo tensed at a strange sensation in his stomach, looking at Alejandro in alarm. But, Alejandro only smiled affectionately, moving a hand to press down on Rodolfo’s abdomen. He whimpered as it intensified the pleasure, even beyond how intense it already was.

“Just give into it, let the waves wash over you… it’ll feel good, I promise.” Alejandro murmured. His thrusts went even, but still sharp, and the feeling grew and grew until Rodolfo was throwing his head back and crying Alejandro’s name again, his whole body shuddering and trembling.

As Alejandro promised, it felt amazing, like lightning was being sent down his body and then right back up.

Alejandro groaned and thrust sharply, once, twice, and then he was burying his cock deep inside Rodolfo as his knot grew, making Rodolfo feel so full he was almost bursting. Alejandro stilled and buried his face in Rodolfo’s neck, nuzzling him. 

Rodolfo panted and half clung to Alejandro, enjoying the feeling of fullness and warmth. “You were right… it didn’t hurt.”

“It never will, Mi Estrella.” Alejandro murmured. “I promise now- no. I vow to Aelius that I will never hurt you. Not intentionally.”

Rodolfo frowned. A vow to one’s patron deity was a big deal, even if it was known that said Deity had taken away his blessing. Revoking or breaking said vow could have you invoking your deity’s full force of wrath on yourself which… Would be inconvenient at best, devastating at worst.

Aelius was an omega and he was known to be gentle but… the full force of his wrath was certainly something to behold. It could level cities.

Rodolfo trusted that Alejandro was not making this vow lightly. And… slowly he relaxed into Alejandro. “Thank you…” He murmured.

“Mi reina…” Alejandro pulled away slightly, being very careful not to jostle Rodolfo, which Rodolfo was deeply grateful for. He was now sore and very very tired. Alejandro seemed to pick up on the way his eyelids drooped because he gently pet his hair and nuzzled him. “Sleep Mi Reina…”

Rodolfo did not have to be told twice, closing his eyes and drifting off.

--

Okay, so this will have seperate plotlines like Teeth and Skin and the Magic Users AU! Gaz and Roach will have their own plotlines as well!

#Alejandro Vargas #Rodolfo Parra #Alejandro x Rodolfo #Aledolfo #Call Of Duty: Modern Warfare II #Call Of Duty #alejandro cod #rodolfo cod #love and war cod au #arranged marriage au #Omegaverse #omega Rodolfo Parra #omega rodolfo #Alpha Alejandro Vargas #alpha alejandro #omega soap #omega johnny soap mactavish #alpha ghost #alpha simon ghost riley #rodolfo x alejandro #queue for dinner again hunny?

[alexkellersgymshorts]

Misguided Revenge - Chapter 3

[Chapter 1][Chapter 2][Ao3]

Alejandro Vargas x Rodolfo Parra

Sadistic Omega Rodolfo Parra x Hurt Alpha Alejandro Vargas

Alejandro discusses what he should do about Rodolfo being right within reach with Valeria. On her advice, he talks to Soap and Gaz, who promise that they can arrange a meetup with Rodolfo for him, though it... quickly goes south.

Warnings: ABO, torture, Dead Dove Do Not Eat, manipulation, gore

“You’re sure it’s him?”

Alejandro paced, having just fully recounted the entire afternoon to Valeria, who had decided to just ditch her class. Alejandro had had to cancel with Ghost, there was no way he could just go and get drinks after what had happened. He’d made the excuse of suddenly getting sick and being unsure he wanted to drink with that. Thankfully, Ghost had seemed to understand. Or… he hoped he had. He knew Ghost would never say otherwise.

“Are you sure? You’re positive it’s him?” Valeria furrowed her brows before shaking her head. “That doesn’t make any sense.”

“No, it was him. I’d recognize him anywhere.” Alejandro stopped and looked at her. “He also… ran away when I looked at him. It’s too much of a coincidence for it to not be him.”

Valeria sighed. “We agreed to give up looking for him last fucking month and he almost, practically, falls into your lap.”

“Yeah, well, the most annoying part is that he’s friends with Gaz. Alex’s… thing. And, Soap, the cafe owner that Ghost has been interested in.” Alejandro made a frustrated noise before returning to pacing. “That means that this entire time, he’s been in reach and… I… I didn’t even know Soap and Gaz knew each other! Fuck!” He hit his fist against his side before shaking his head. “So close!”

“Why would he run away?” Valeria asked and Alejandro frowned, looking at her. “You said he ran away when he saw you, why?”

“I mean… there’s probably thousands of explanations why. He ran away for a reason, I was part of what he was running away from. He probably hates me for not being there to protect him…” Alejandro took a deep breath before turning away from her, again. “Not that I don’t deserve it. One stupid fucking episode…”

Valeria came to stand in front of him, shaking her head. “No, Alejandro, don’t do that. You’ll spiral again… We’re so close to him, you can’t spiral into another episode.”

“I’m not. I’m- I’m not.” Alejandro shook his head, taking a deep breath. “I’m taking my medication, I won’t spiral. Not now. Not with him practically inches away. I just need to… to get face to face with him and then I can apologize and…”

“Explain?”

“No, no. I can’t tell him the reason why I wasn’t there.” Alejandro immediately backed away from her. “He’ll think I was incredibly weak.”

“But how will he accept your apology if he doesn’t have an explanation as to why you weren’t there? What if it’s not enough for him? What if he looks you in your eyes and he says he doesn’t forgive you? What will you do?” Valeria looked up at Alejandro, and Alejandro found himself cringing back from her. “What will you do, Alejandro?”

“I… I… I’ll figure it out. I’ll lie or… beg for forgiveness. I can’t…” Alejandro was spiralling. God, he could practically feel it. The buzz in his muscles, the way his jaw was already tired from clenching so much. His vision wouldn’t fully focus because he kept glancing around the room. And he was so so desperate to have Rodolfo back again. “I can’t… I can’t lose this chance, Valeria…”

Valeria watched him and then she almost appeared to soften. “I’ll pull strings. Talk to Gaz or Soap, see if they’d be willing to contact him on your behalf. Okay?”

Alejandro relaxed before allowing himself to nod. “Yes, yes, I can do that…”

“We’re close, okay? We won’t let him go, again…” Valeria shook her head and then took a deep breath. “Stay here, tonight, and in the morning we’ll get started. I’m worried about you being alone…”

Alejandro couldn’t blame her, so he just nodded, and then turned, going to the room he usually slept in when he stayed with her. His mind was already consumed by Rodolfo and the idea of getting him back, of having him back in his arms. He couldn’t waste anymore time, he couldn’t be away from him anymore.

Rodolfo had been beautiful, too. The details of him were re-etched into the grooves of his mind. The green shirt he’d been wearing, the way it hugged his body. His dark eyes, so dark, so… dark. Black, practically. 

Alejandro wanted to drown in those eyes, he wanted to suffocate in them. He wanted them to fill his entire existence until he had nothing left but just the way they’d looked at him before they’d been filled with recognition and betrayal. 

He would do anything to make Rodolfo forgive him. Anything… He was still so desperately in love with him. He’d love to pretend he wasn’t but he was… 

Alejandro rolled over onto his side and covered his head with a pillow, taking deep breaths and trying to drown out the sound of Rodolfo filling his head, coating every inch of his skin. Or maybe he wanted more of it, wanted more of the reminder that Rodolfo was right there and within reach… 

He was so close…

-

Alejandro took a deep breath, staring at his phone. Valeria was out, pulling whatever strings she had decided would be helpful. Right now, he was trying to work up the courage to call Gaz, dialing the number and finally putting the phone to his ear.

It rang for a few minutes before Gaz answered. “Hello?”

Alejandro felt like he couldn’t breathe, already. But, he forced a smile on his face and then spoke. “Hi! It’s Alejandro, Alex’s friend? Sort of. Um… I…” Fuck, just ask the question, idiot. “I… Yesterday… You…” it suddenly occurred to him how weird this might be. Whatever, just blast through it. “You and Soap are friends?”

“... you know Soap? ” Gaz asked, sounding confused. “ Yeah, he’s one of my close friends… why? ”

“The other omega you were with… what’s his name?”

“ Why do you want to know? ”

“He looks like someone I used to know… An old friend. You don’t have to tell me but I just… want to know if it’s him.”

Gaz was silent for a bit before he sighed. “ His name is Rodolfo.”

Even having been so sure, Alejandro’s breath still caught in his chest. It really was him… “Do you think you could give him my number? Tell him-”

“ Actually-” it was a different voice, Alejandro recognized it immediately as Soap’s. “ Hey, Alejandro. What if we arranged a meet up? He was just talking about recognizing you. We’ll set up somewhere for you two to meet, again. So you can… catch up. ”

Hope filled Alejandro, causing him to feel as if he was practically bursting with it. It was… so easy. “I- God, I’d love that! Thank you, thank you both. I-” He felt like he needed to repay them in some way. But, how could he? He’d talk to Alex and Ghost, he decided. Kick their asses into gear. 

“ Of course, Alejandro. You’re a friend. ” Soap answered. “ We have to go. I’ll text you the location. He would probably prefer somewhere private. He doesn’t like going out much. ”

Alejandro could only imagine. “Of course, no that’s completely fine. Gracias, Soap.”

“ Of course. ” They hung up and Alejandro immediately texted Valeria. 

He wants to meet up!

Are you sure?

Yes, I talked to Soap and Gaz and they promised to set up somewhere for us to meet up! 

That’s… too easy. Suspiciously easy.

Yes, but that’s exactly in line with this last month. Everything was too easy. 

I just don’t know if I trust it. But… if you think it’s fine, go. 

Valeria, I am begging you to be optimistic for once.

I am being optimistic, Alejandro! But I’m not being stupid! 

What is there to even be stupid about?! What are Soap and Gaz even going to do?!

You’re right, I’m being… overly suspicious. It doesn’t make sense for this to be anything bad. But… please just still be cautious, Alejandro. Don’t just jump at whatever anyone says. I know you want Rodolfo back but please do not sacrifice anything you’re not willing to lose for it.

Alright, I won’t. Thank you, Val, for helping me with this.

Obviously. Someone has to keep your stupid ass in check.

Alejandro rolled his eyes at his phone and then sighed, leaning back in his seat. He could hardly take this anymore. The idea of having to wait even a few days felt almost excruciating to Alejandro, but he knew it was necessary. Oh, but he wished it wasn’t. 

However, he didn’t want to complain and risk jinxing everything. When Rodolfo was ready for Alejandro to see him, Rodolfo would say and then Alejandro could… If he pushed things, it might risk Rodolfo running again and then Alejandro would have to completely restart.

So, he just took a deep breath and waited for a time and date.

-

Alejandro couldn’t help vibrating with excitement as he knocked on the door to Soap’s apartment, trying very very hard to contain himself. He’d not really been able to believe it when Soap had texted him and informed him that Rodolfo had given consent for them to meet up the next day, instead. 

He’d also decided against texting Valeria about it, not wanting her to get even more suspicious and pessimistic. Instead, he’d just decided he would tell her, afterwards, and deal with the consequences. So, now here he was, wearing something semi-nice so he looked put together, and he’d brought flowers.

Why had he done that?? Fuck, were they too much??

Well, it was too late, now. He just took a deep breath and knocked again before waiting. Finally, he heard footsteps and then Soap was answering the door, which… despite it being Soap’s apartment, was still quite a bit of a disappointment.

However, Alejandro just shook it off as Soap let him in, though he did note the way Soap side eyed the flowers, looking almost jealous. Oh, don’t worry, Soap. Alejandro had plans to help Ghost pick out a massive bouquet. An absurd bouquet.

“He’s not here, yet. I think he slept in.” Soap informed Alejandro, smiling a little, and he led Alejandro to a couch. Alejandro was kind of surprised to see Gaz was sitting on an armchair, curled up with his knees to his chest. “Can I get you something to drink?”

Alejandro startled and looked up at Soap before nodding. “Uh, just water, thank you.” He didn’t want to be impolite and turn down the offer. After a very brief glance around the apartment, in which he comprehended nothing, he decided to try to make conversation with Gaz while Soap likely got the water. “I uh… I wasn’t expecting both of you to be friends.”

Gaz laughed, softly, and shrugged. “It’s a small world, isn’t it? We didn’t even know you had history with Rodolfo.”

“It really is…” Alejandro relaxed a bit and then nodded. “We were best friends in High School.” He accepted the glass of water he was given, thanking Soap, and noting how Soap sat on a different chair, facing him as well.

“Gaz, when did Rudy say he’d get here?” Soap asked, humming softly. “Did he say a couple minutes?”

“Fifteen.” Gaz answered, getting out his phone. 

Alejandro could wait 15 minutes. It’d be an excruciating 15 minutes, but he could do it. His mouth felt kind of dry, so he sipped water, annoyed at how it hardly helped. In fact, it almost seemed to add to it, but he didn’t really want to embarrass himself by guzzling water in front of them, so he just restrained himself to sipping it every few seconds, instead. 

Even still, he finished the glass early and just set it down, deciding to attempt to make small talk, instead. “How long have you known Rodolfo?” He asked, curious.

Soap was the one who answered. “We met on a web forum so… A while. Since all three of us were 16, at least.”

“Ah.” Alejandro nodded. So, Soap must have been the friend that Rodolfo ran to. Makes sense. Well, he hoped they’d taken care of Rodolfo, since it’d been so long. 

He couldn’t imagine going through what Rodolfo had… especially with the perception of being abandoned, too…

Guilt flooded his chest and he looked down at his hands, fidgeting with the plastic on the flowers. He touched his head, a little tired. He hadn’t slept well the night before, so it made sense. No matter, he could ignore it. Anything to see Rudy, again.

He blinked the tired from his eyes before he was starting to get a bit annoyed. He shouldn’t be this tired, he did still sleep. Of course, now, his body chooses to fuck him over.

“Did you do it?” Gaz’s voice sounded distant and Alejandro looked up at Gaz, a bit confused by the haziness of his vision.

“I’m sorry?” He asked, trying not to appear rude by just ignoring Gaz and his question. “Sorry, I didn’t sleep well last night.”

“Did you do it?” Gaz repeated, now fully sitting up. Soap was gone. Where did Soap go?

Alejandro didn’t understand. “Do what?” He asked, rubbing at his temple. Fuck, he needed this to clear up. Did he remember to take his medication?

“Rape Rodolfo.”

“No!” Alejandro exclaimed, immediately, and stood before swaying on his feet and immediately sitting back down. Fuck…

Soap came back, finally, and Alejandro frowned at seeing he had a bag. “Careful, you don’t want to do that.”

Do what? Alejandro tried to ask, but his tongue felt too heavy, he just couldn’t form the words. He slumped to the side, having trouble keeping himself up. Then, it finally started to dawn on him. Did Soap drug him?

“Please, I didn’t- I didn’t…” Alejandro barely managed to speak, but he needed to defend himself. Tears filled his eyes and he took deep breaths. How could he explain without revealing? How could he make them understand? “I didn’t…”

“I don’t believe you…” Rodolfo murmured, his face suddenly in front of Alejandro’s. His voice was so gentle and sweet, so caring… Rodolfo always had been… “How could you do this to me?”

Alejandro let out a heavy sob, trying to reach for Rodolfo, but he couldn’t move any of his limbs. “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…”

His consciousness started to fade and he fought it to keep apologizing, to make Rudy see how desperately sorry he was for not being there. He should have been, he should have been there. 

He was so incredibly sorry.

#Alejandro Vargas #Rodolfo Parra #Alpha Alejandro Vargas #Omega Rodolfo Parra #Alejandro Vargas x Rodolfo Parra #Alpha Alejandro Vargas x Omega Rodolfo Parra #Omegaverse #Sadistic Rodolfo Parra #Dead Dove Do Not Eat #Bipolar Alejandro Vargas #alejandro cod #rodolfo cod

[queenhunter102]

The Cod boys in my AU

Simon 'Ghost' Riley In my AU I see Si, as being big and burly like, he is all beefy and hairy and just...everything but he's not like just ripped hes like fatty ripped (If that makes sense) and it just adds to the intimation factor, just this giant beefy man. And he's obviously a lean mean killing machine, but he's not that intimidating off the field, he's still distant and witty, but not all glares and growls. He knows more on things he shouldn't like NBOC. Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick Now Kyle is different, he's a lot smaller than what Simon is and is also significantly less hairy, think of him like twink sized (Stereo-typically) like he's still got that beef, but not as much as the Simon and he takes extra care with his body hair. Now Gaz is the most informed about Omegas (Considering his brother is an Omega) So he has better understanding of how omega's act in society, as well as the after effect of laws. Johnny 'Soap' McTavish Johnny our boy, our favorite Scot, He's physically a lot more narrow and lean that both Simon and Kyle, he's got them abs still, there not super defined but still got that line down the middle now the hair on his body is wild compared to Kyle but significantly better kept than Simons. Now Johnny didn't grow up with much interactions with Omega's coming from an Alpha only pack, but his parents where major politicians in bring change to the health, welfare and survival of Omegas, after the Omega scare in the early 2000's, and due to him still being too young he doesn't remember too much what it was like. Alejandro Vargas Alejandro is like the happy medium of the group, he's not too narrow like Johnny, but more defined than Kyle and can certainly pack on the beef if he wanted to match with Simon. But he likes to keep himself in the middle like a way to balance out the group and he keeps himself practically hairless, not liking the feeling of having the smell of sweat, dirt and grime stick to him for too long and knowing that hair can trap that too him? yeah he shaves it, he used to wax it but he got the piss taken out of him for waxing like an Omega... Now Alejandro comes from a pack much like Kyle and Johnny, one where Omegas where treated like they were royalty so coming into a society that deemed them worse than the shit they scrape off the bottom of their shoe was a COMPLETE culture shock for our sweet man. "Like what do you mean, your no means nothing?" But he does remember during his time about certain laws coming into place and the outrage from other alpha's concerned that they would't have round the clock access. Captain John Price John Price the father of the team and the father in our lives, this man has for lack of a better word let himself go but not completely, he still does his daily workouts but they are not as intense as the rest of the team is, they are far more light, more just to keep that damnable belly from growing. Since he stopped going into the field that often he didn't feel like it was that necessary don't get me wrong he will drop kick if he has too, now that body hair is Wild and I do mean WILD, like some of that shit has matted.

I feel like he doesn't care about it because it is hidden under his uniform and as long as A) It doesn't get in his way and B) Doesn't make him look like a bag of mince, he doesn't care too much, hence why his beard is always in some form clean and well maintained. Now John to me, is a fair bit older than the rest of the boys, meaning that he has seen a lot more, he KNOWS what it was like before the laws came into place, he KNOWS that Britain was lawless and vicious to everyone that wasn't an Alpha and that included it's own, he remembers what it was like for those poor male Omegas, he remembers the locker abuse those poor Omegas getting in the 'family way', he remembers the screaming the crying... He remembers the outrage of Alpha's when Omegas gained rights, he remembered watching in the news the break ins, the attacks, the beatings, he remembers every last detail, he remembers that gory world that is not so different not so distant to the world his new member has managed to emerge from, his only hope is to teach them how to survive without him.

#captain price x reader #ghost riley #captain price #cod mw22 #cod smut #johnny mactavish x reader #cod cod mw22 cod x reader o/b/a #cod story #john price #konig smut #cod #gaz x reader #price #Captian Price #Captain Price x Reader #Ghost #Ghost x reader #Simon Riley #Simon Riley x Reader #Soap #johnny mactavish #gaz #simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #o/b/a #soap #ghost #simon riley x reader #Captain Price x reader #captain Price

[stankygay]

Chapters: 8/? Fandom: Call of Duty (Video Games) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: John "Soap" MacTavish/Simon "Ghost" Riley, Rodolfo Parra/Alejandro Vargas, Nikolai/John Price (Call of Duty), Minor or Background Relationship(s)

CHAPTER 8 IS OUT

THIS CHAPTER IS ALL ALERUDY

#fanfic #fanfiction #writing #call of duty #alerudy #cod #ghoap #soapghost #omegaverse #alpha/beta/omega dynamics #au #alpha/beta/omega au #alejandro vargas #rodolfo parra #video games

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

Quick fire round for babygirl simon

Omega! Simon is, like bunny said, baby. It just fits.

Beta! Simon is coffee grounds and smth very woodsy. Less clean/fresh than the other beta scents but I feel like it suits him.

Alpha! Simon ... honestly big agree on the fire thing. Either that or the perfume I mentioned earlier. (This is me wanting one of them to smell like that perfume sndjjdjs it's so yummy)

-🔪

COFFEE GROUNDS!!! HOW DID I NOT THINK OF THAT?????

ALSO AGREED TO ALL OF IT

Also?????

I just thought of mi amor Alejandro "Megamente" Vargas and-

Omega Alejandro smells like fresh ripe figs and I cannot stress it enough how I would BURY MY FACE IN HIS NECK AND SNIFF UNTIL I PASSED OUT.

Beta Alejandro smells like graphite or charcoal. And it's a mix of fresh and a little strong, clears your airways right up type of thing.

Alpha Alejandro smells like creme brulée or, in other words, custard, and burnt sugar/caramel. Especially the BURNT sugar part. (Personal preference. Find that scent too strong).

#asks #🔪 anon #141 a/b/o

[multific]

Modern Warfare 2 Collection

/YOU DO NOT HAVE PERMISSION TO TRANSLATE OR REUPLOAD ANY OF MY WORKS TO THIS OR OTHER PLATFORMS/

Simon “Ghost” Riley

Going Along With It

Most Important Person (smut)

Bliss (A/B/O) 

Coming Back

Start of Something New

Crushes

Missions

Caught Making Out

Doll

Lost but Found

Arranged

His Love Language-Headcanons

Secret Dating-Headcanons

Kidnaping You-Headcanons

New Year’s Resolutions-Headcanons

Valentines Day-Headcanons

Alpha - Preferences

Types of Kisses-Headcanons

He Comes Home Late - Preferences

Gender Reveal - Preferences

Offering

Minor Sex Accidents - Preferences

First Kiss - Preferences

Sugar Daddy - Preferences

Sugar Daddy Extra - Preferences

Love As Deep as the Ocean (Mermaid AU)

Seeing You in Your Wedding Dress - Preferences

Pink Flags

It Started with Some Questions

No Nut November - Preferences

Housewife - Preferences

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Scent /Alpha!Omega!/

Safe Word - Preferences

Johnny “Soap” MacTavish

Surprise (slight smut)

Play Pretend

Love language -Headcanons

Coming home-Headcanons

New Year’s Resolutions-Headcanons

His Good Luck Kiss-Headcanons

Valentines Day-Headcanons

Alpha - Preferences

He Comes Home Late - Preferences

Gender Reveal - Preferences

Minor Sex Accidents - Preferences

First Kiss - Preferences

Sugar Daddy - Preferences

Sugar Daddy Extra - Preferences

Seeing You in Your Wedding Dress - Preferences

No Nut November - Preferences

Housewife - Preferences

Mine, Yours (A/B/O!AU)

Safe Word - Preferences

John Price

Anniversary

Interrogation

Good Luck Kiss

Pregnancy -Headcanons

Valentines Day-Headcanons

New Year’s Resolutions

Alpha - Preferences

Ready

He Comes Home Late - Preferences

Gender Reveal - Preferences

Minor Sex Accidents - Preferences

First Kiss - Preferences

Sugar Daddy - Preferences

Sugar Daddy Extra - Preferences

Seeing You in Your Wedding Dress - Preferences

No Nut November - Preferences

Housewife - Preferences

Safe Word - Preferences

Control

Kyle Garrick

Wounds and Crushes

His Secret

Alpha - Preferences

Valentines Day

He Comes Home Late - Preferences

Gender Reveal - Preferences

Minor Sex Accidents - Preferences

First Kiss - Preferences

Sugar Daddy - Preferences

Sugar Daddy Extra - Preferences

Seeing You in Your Wedding Dress - Preferences

No Nut November - Preferences

Housewife - Preferences

Safe Word - Preferences

Alejandro Vargas

Luckiest Man

Mornings

I Can Be Your Hero Baby

New Year’s Resolutions-Headcanons

Valentines Day-Headcanons

Alpha - Preferences

He Comes Home Late - Preferences

Gender Reveal - Preferences

Minor Sex Accidents - Preferences

First Kiss - Preferences

Sugar Daddy - Preferences

Sugar Daddy Extra - Preferences

Seeing You in Your Wedding Dress - Preferences

No Nut November - Preferences

Housewife - Preferences

Safe Word - Preferences

Maxim "Minotaur" Bale

Big Softie

Scary and Soft

No Nut November - Preferences

König

Night Out

Snow Storm

New Year’s Resolutions-Headcanons

Valentines Day-Headcanons

Pregnancy-Headcanons

Types of Kisses-Headcanons

Alpha - Preferences

Gender Reveal - Preferences

Minor Sex Accidents - Preferences

First Kiss - Preferences

Sugar Daddy - Preferences

Sugar Daddy Extra - Preferences

Seeing You in Your Wedding Dress - Preferences

No Nut November - Preferences

Housewife - Preferences

Logan Walker

Sugar Daddy - Preferences

Sugar Daddy Extra - Preferences

ALL NSFW Alphabet

Alejandro

Price

Ghost

Soap

Christmas Headcanons

Soap

Ghost

Price

König

#ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x you #call of duty x reader #call of duty modern warfare #john soap mactavish x reader #john price x reader #alejandro vargas x reader #könig x reader #maxim minotaur bale x reader #x reader #Female reader #modernwarfare smut