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miss-dollette · 5 months
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(She looks so hot in this gif 😍 the things i'd let this woman do to me)
I want to hold my legs open while Valeria holds a Hitachi Wand to my clit, smirking at me while I try not to close my legs from overstimulation. She'd probably mockingly laugh at me as I twitch every time she removed the hitachi from my clit and placed it again seconds later, digging my nails into the flesh of my thighs, and my pussy desperately clenching around nothing.
To give her a taste of her own medicine, I'd hold the same wand (covered in my cum) to her pussy, rubbing it up and down in little motions. She'd bite her lip, letting out throaty groans as she cum over and over again. She'd definitely stubbornly keep her legs open as she's tortured with overstimulation. She wouldn't give me the satisfaction.
Cartel mommy is scary, but looks so cute when she's Cumming ❤️
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(Imagine her holding your jaw while behind you and giving you hickeys ugh)
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callsignfate · 7 months
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Personal Exile
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(fem!reader x Valeria fic that was voted on! Part two is almost done, so it will be posed today or tomorrow. No use on Y/N or R/N. No major character death. Talk of death and mention of death.)
Part One/ Part Two/ Part Three/ Part Four/
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Exiled. That's the word you used to describe yourself. Deadly. Others would call you. Of course, that's what being ex-military meant. You were trained to take lives on command. You realized soon enough that the men ordering you to kill were nothing but power-hungry men who relished the sight of blood on the battlefield. They didn't care who got in the way as long as the order was executed.
You didn't like that, the ceaseless cycle of death, with the numbers rising every second. Sadly, you knew that's how the world worked. The countries with money and power had the upper hand. Death was inevitable, whether it was your own or others', you couldn't stop it. It would catch up with you eventually.
You left the military. The day was bittersweet, although not exactly professional. You didn't bother with paperwork or wait for your never-ending contract to expire; you simply disappeared. Officially, you were deemed "killed in action." That's the story you crafted, at least. You wanted nothing more than to leave, so you did. You never said goodbye to the men or women working with you. Never told them of your treason.
Raised by a family deeply who's lives were and are consumed by the military, where dying on the field was considered the most honorable act one could perform, that's what you had given them. Technically.
You lived life unpredictably, like the wind in a storm, traveling until you grew bored. Your wanderlust eventually brought you to Las Almas, a town where corruption even tainted the military. It almost felt like the place where you could live.
You heard quickly of 'El Sin Nombre', he was supposed to be everywhere. He was. You observed people tracking your every step: military personnel, police officers, and even children. Their watchful eyes followed you wherever you went in the streets, regardless of what you were doing.
He was everywhere, although he was never seen by the public. A faceless leader, the Las Almas population seemed to adore, with their corruption tactics you could clearly see.
You didn't stay in Las Almas, but rather nearby, so you could visit the odd place whenever. Your curiosity of how exactly it function knawed at your mind to unravel it, even if it was for yourself.
Finding a boring job seemed out of your scope. You were born and bred for the military, which trained you for killing. You decided one night when a woman who was looking for her daughter came up to you, begging for your help to find her.
Your heart ached when you heard the police refused to help her because the last known location for the girl was Las Almas. You agree willingly, although at first you don't know where to start.
Wandering Las Almas for hours until you see what looks like the little girls hair and clothes from the picture the distraught mother gave you. You quickly move through the crowded streets as you weave in between the men and women quickly. You keep your body low as you move towards the door, you see a man leanding her in by her hand through. You open the door slowly to hear nothing but loud male voices arguing in Spanish. The dark hallway sheltering you from their view as you take silent slow steps towards the voices.
You freeze as one of the men take a step back, exposing their back to the dark hallway. the side of his head barely visible, the little girl on the opposite side of him holding his hand. The arguments didn't cease, their yelling covering up your footsteps and presence.
The little girl had grown bored of the arguing and began pulling on the man's arm, whining that she was bored. The man let go of the little girl's arm as she started to twirl and play. Then, she saw you. Your body urged you to freeze as the little girl stared at you like a deer caught in headlights while you remained crouched in the dark hallway. Desperately, you pulled out the picture of the little girl and her mother from your pocket and pointed at it. Adrenaline surged through your veins as you silently prayed she wouldn't alert the men to your presence.
Thankfully, the girl smiled and walked towards you, muttering 'mamá'. The men were so engrossed in their argument that they hadn't noticed the little girl's disappearance. You handed her the pictures to keep her quiet as you held her close and slowly backed up towards the door you had entered through.
The man looked around frantically for the little girl, now in your arms. His eyes scanned the area around his feet before slowly glancing down the hallway, where he spotted you and the little girl.
"Hey!" The man's voice rang out loudly, causing the argument to come to a sudden halt. You swiftly drew your pistol from your pants, stood up, and pushed the girl behind you protectively. You aimed quickly at him as he reached for his own gun.
The small bang of your gun made the little girl yelp in fear as the man fell. Not giving the rest of the men any time to react, you picked her up and sprinted out of the house. Numerous eyes watched you as you ran, clutching the little girl in your arms, before a car blocked your path. You came to a sudden stop and scanned your surroundings frantically.
Endless eyes were fixed on you, endless people observing, though they didn't move towards you. A woman stepped out of the vehicle with short black hair and a dark green vest over form-fitting clothes. She was beautiful but posed a threat. Her gaze bore into you with a cocky, amused smile.
"I bet El Sin Nombre would love to know that you killed one of their men and are holding a piece of leverage," she said in a smooth, confident voice, fully aware of your actions.
Your eyes locked onto hers as you held the little girl tightly, your gun now pointed at the ground. She was clearly reading you like an open book, scanning your attire and body. Her confidence was palpable, and she waved off the men who had been pursuing you. She took a step towards you, and instinctively, you took a step back, keeping a close eye on the woman.
"I'd love to tell El Sin Nombre that the man I killed practically handed his life over," you retorted, offering her an equally cocky smirk. You remained focused on her, ignoring the men behind you who were observing the situation closely.
She scoffed, her jaw tightening as her eyes assessed your every move. She waved her hand, dismissing the men who had been following you and took another step closer. You mirrored her, taking a step back, never letting your guard down.
"I doubt El Sin Nombre would appreciate you calling one of their men an easy target," she replied, her lips pursed, her gaze never leaving you.
"El Sin Nombre can kiss my ass," you hissed, maintaining your defiant posture and returning her confident gaze. You felt the little girl's arms clutching your shirt tightly as she clung to you.
The woman regarded you with a flat expression, then offered a subtle smile. "You're asking for a death wish."
You matched her smile with your own. "Yea, well, let's just say I'm used to wishing for death, and it hasn't caught up with me yet. This little girl isn't leverage; she's a human being who wants to go back to her mother. Move out of the way so I can make that happen, or another one of El Sin Nombre's men dies," you declared boldly. You could feel the girl's arms gripping your shirt as she held onto your neck tightly.
The woman maintained her unwavering gaze. "I don't take orders, especially not from you."
Your arm snapped up, and without hesitation, you fired a shot at another one of the men who had chased the little girl from the apartment where you had rescued her. Your cold, dead stare remained locked onto the woman's eyes as you spoke, "It wasn't an order; it was a threat, and it still stands. Move."
To your surprise, the woman signaled her men to return to the line of cars behind the one she had exited. Her cocky smile had now faded, replaced by a trace of annoyance. She muttered something under her breath in Spanish as she climbed into the car. "You will pay your debts to El Sin Nombre," she hissed before slamming the car door shut, and the vehicles sped away.
You immediately started jogging, holstering your gun quickly to hold the little girl tightly in your arms as you made your way back to where you had last seen her mother. Upon reuniting the little girl with her mother, you watched the touching scene as mother and daughter embraced. Even though you were on the outskirts of Las Almas, you couldn't shake the feeling that someone was always watching, their eyes following your every move.
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neimlise · 1 year
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Valeria: *Gently taps table*
Alejandro: *Taps back*
(Y/n): What are they doing?
Rudy: Morse code.
Valeria: *Aggressively taps table*
Alejandro: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-
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veinereastath · 2 years
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"Eᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏɢs ɪɴ Lᴀs Aʟᴍᴀs ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴀʀᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ."
Vᴀʟᴇʀɪᴀ Gᴀʀᴢᴀ ɪɴ Cᴀʟʟ ᴏғ Dᴜᴛʏ: Mᴏᴅᴇʀɴ Wᴀʀғᴀʀᴇ II [2022]
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randomshitwhore · 1 year
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MW2 Boys & Valeria + kissing them under the mistletoe <3
-> aww love, something I dont have but proceed to write about constantly LMAO. waiting for the day ill have a partner on/during Christmas and experience this but until now, my MW2 boys and Valeria(for my gay ass) will do <3
featuring: simon "ghost" riley, john "soap" mactavish, alejandro vargas, rodolfo "rudy" parra, john price, and valeria garza
Simon "Ghost" Riley
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he probably wouldn't understand what to do when you casually point it out
since he struggles around the holidays due to unfortunate circumstances (iykyk), he hasn't really been up to date on the latest Christmas traditions or any for that matter
you'd probably have to explain that when two people are caught under the mistletoe, you were supposed to kiss (with consent!)
he would agree and probably just give you a standard smooch the first time, but in the days leading up to Christmas, the kisses would become more and more romantic each day
probably by next Christmas, there isn't no doorway that doesn't have mistletoe above it
John "Soap" MacTavish
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I can tell this man is a total sucker for mistletoe kisses
would be the one to put it up AND point it out to you in the cheesiest way possible
"oh look mistletoe, wouldn't be a total shame if you came over here"
literally gives the best kisses ever, mistletoe or no mistletoe
totally dips you when kissing and smiles into the kiss (when is it gonna be my turn ;-;)
Alejandro Vargas
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papi vargas <3
same as ghost, mistletoe is everywhere
and when I say everywhere, I mean everywhere
you literally can't escape this man kissing you every chance he gets
also would probably dip you while kissing but if your doing cooking, aims straight for the neck (again, when will it be my turn?)
Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra
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omg literally the sweetest human alive
honestly can see him putting up the mistletoe with you and tying little pieces in with your presents he got you
just like soap, favorite holiday tradition ever
steals kisses whenever he can
lips, cheek; doesn’t matter
as long as you guys are caught under it together or if you’re doing something under it, you get your sweet ass he’s running over to give you a kiss
Captain John Price
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again, sweetest and most wholesome man alive
just seems like the type to just get so fucking excited when Christmas time comes around
just seeing you happy is enough for him
seeing the mistletoe and you looking at him just makes him feel 10x younger
would def pick you up bridal style and kiss you under the mistletoe
(ugh what a DILF, love price so much)
Valeria Garza
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cartel mommy <3
literally gets so fucking excited when Christmas comes around
will definitely get matching pajamas
this woman doesn't need mistletoe around to kiss you, honestly
definitely, the type to sneak up behind you and just wrap her arms around you while your decorating, that's when she catches the mistletoe being hung up
"mi vida, if you wanted a kiss, all you had to do was ask"
(UGH I FUCKING LOVE HER SO MUCH, MEOW)
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mudgazing · 3 months
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bi and lesbian cod fans RISE UP!!
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inactive02 · 1 year
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valeria x F!reader (141 member)
Tittle: "everything feels better when you have company"
a/n: this is a request from someone, including a flirtatious valeria but i put a little wholesome spin to it
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As much as you love being a part of the great family 141, it can be a lot of stress and work, but you didn’t have a problem with that. This one sparky character, Valeria, plagued your mind like a virus. The first time you met her when you were actually looking for el sin Nombre, after being tied down in that chair in the same room with her, turns out she’s the target you’ve been searching for.
Even when you interrogated her, she was looking at you with a big grin, teasing you the whole time in front of your 141 members. While you put your keys into the front door of your home, the memory feels like it was yesterday, all that happened a month ago. 
The silence in your home wasn’t uncommon as you stepped in, walking inside to sit your stuff down in the living room, “sora” you called, waiting for the cat to come in, there wasn’t even the slightest noise from her.
Deciding that maybe she went off to sleep, you head into your kitchen and flip the light, walking towards your refrigerator. Opening up the fridge, barely food but only a bottle of water, taking it and drinking it with big gulps. “You know, cariño. This cat is very cute” you choked on the water that you were drinking, and turned to the source of that voice. It’s Valeria, she was in your home?! How did she know where you live? How did she even get in?
“How did you find out where I live?” You exclaimed, looking more scared than surprised.
She held your beautiful brown cat, gently petting it “well, I am a cartel leader, no one hides from me” she remarks still giving the kitten a few scratches, you take this chance to take in her appearance more. Wearing a black tank top, exposing her tattoos that you caught yourself looking at the first time you two met, and the outfit she’s wearing is the same exact one she was wearing when she had you strapped down to a chair.
Taking a few steps into the kitchen, you noticed she wasn’t armed at all, only having her knife on her, “like what you see?” Just from her tone, you can tell she was grinning like a high school girl.
“You still haven’t answered my first question”
“Can’t a girl visit a pretty lady once in a while, it’s not like I came to kill you or something” she remarks before letting the kitten run away, turning her full attention to you “you should really put more safety measures for your home if you are going to be a part of the 141” leaning on the counter in front of you, watching you closely, what was she planning?
Closing your fridge with a noticeable slam, you stare daggers at her, “you came here for information about them, or are you here to do some kidnapping”.
“Why would I need to kidnap you when you’ll go with me willing” she leans back onto the counter more slightly, biting her lips “the fridge was empty, you should order something for us” the sound of her knife grazing the inside of its holster as she takes it out, pointing at you.
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You could imagine the look on soap’s face if you told him that, el sin nombre was sitting on your living room couch eating Chinese food with you like you two were long-time friends. Her eyes were focused on the tv while her legs were kicked up on the coffee table, it wasn’t like she was forcing you or holding you captive. Maybe, maybe, it’s something else.
“Does it taste good?” She asked you, putting down her food as her arm drapes across the couch. You couldn’t take your eyes off those beautiful dark brown eyes, and the dark black hair that was illuminated by the TV light.
Snapping out of your daze, licking your lips, “it tastes fine” eating a bit more of the tasty food.
“Food always tastes better when you're eating with someone” so that’s the answer to why she’s in your house, she knew everyone else would’ve put her behind bars but you, you didn’t, only welcoming her in, not the slightest of judgment.
“I wonder if you enjoy being a cartel leader”
She clicks her tongue before saying, “It’s not so pleasant when you have to watch your back every second”.
“What about now, you're in a 141 home, I could’ve easily called any of my comrades to come to get you” you felt comfortable enough to lean back onto the couch, slightly feeling more comfortable than before. You can hear a slight hum beside you as a response.
“Well, it seems like you haven’t, maybe you do enjoy my company, mi princesa” her soft fingers took your chin in between digits, bringing your lips towards hers and indulging in your soft lips. The feeling was so nice, warm, and gentle to you, as you kissed her a smile crept onto her lips, seeing you lean forward for another.
The slight caressing of a thumb on your cheek made you look up at her brown, shimmering eyes. “Everything feels better when you have someone here, right amor”
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lovethetasteofnothing · 7 months
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Valeria x fem reader HCs
this is for international lesbian day (ik it's late, leave me alone)
pairing: Valeria Garza x fem! reader
warnings: very nsfw, 18+ mdni, mentions of violence/killing people - isn't expanded upon
word count: 800+
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Valeria Garza
dobermann gf! you can't change my mind
will literally kill anyone who upsets you and does not feel bad about it
like you just have to say a name and it's already done
watches you herself when she can
has a guard with you at all times if she's busy/not there
very happy if you update her on what you're doing while she's gone
won't answer immediately but reads everything when she can and smiles
her men are confused because they haven't seen her genuinely smiling since you last visited the cartel offices
takes you on cute dates, they're all planned out and everything
it's her pride and joy to organize everything so you can just sit there and look pretty while you enjoy yourself
like she'd remember your favorite foods and drinks and she notices those oddly psychological little things
our woman would figure out where you'd want to sit in a restaurant before you even visit it
is so nice to you, pulls out her best flirting game because she wants it to be special
she usually does it before and after she's gone if she has the time
pink/purple strap
has multiple + other toys but that one is the one she uses the most
bad bitches get dicked down with a barbie strap!
no but literally gets a strap so large she gives you a tummy bulge <3
def would brag about how her strap is the biggest dick you ever had
and if you say she's wrong... bad move, she gets a bigger one
oral fixation, rubs off on you
fingers, her strap, it doesn't matter atp. makes you deepthroat it wtv it is
also makes you keep eye contact while you do it, that fucking smug smirk
degrades you when she sees the spit gathering around your lips and dripping all over
"you're such a pathetic girl, mi vida. just look at the mess you made"
i feel like she doesn't use toys (except for the strap) often
like she uses them regularly but there's something about feeling you squeeze around her fingers, coating her hand in your cum
makes you lick her clean afterwards
also loves giving you oral
lets you grind against her face before stopping you and slapping your cunt for being impatient
edges you for so long while at it
tongue fucks you because she can and she will
and the aftercare is just so <3
she makes you feel like you're the only girl in the whole world
calls you the sweetest things while telling you how good you did for her
"took my fingers so well, didn't you, princesa? my good little girl"
GIFT GIVING!!
makes you update a whislist regularly
retail is therapy for her
so when she's mad she looks over your short list (because you don't want to be greedy and ungrateful) she adds like ten times more things for you in the cart
literally remembers anything you talk about wanting
doesn't matter if you're kidding
finds rare collector's editions if you want them
"what? someone had a debt to pay off"
would date someone younger because she knows they won't get in her way
also a breath of fresh air for her
she loves how full of life you are, you give her energy sometimes
is a bit confused when you start crying when you're upsey, I feel like she'd be bad at comforting people
just because no one was there for her when she needed it so she has no example to follow
threatens to kill whoever upset you because how dare they make her girl cry
rests your head on her shoulder/chest while you sob it out
back rubs while she tries to distract your attention from it
pulls you on her lap if it gets worse and gives you a calm yet stern talking to
that gets you out of your head enough to stop crying
kisses your forehead while you hiccup
lets you cuddle her for as long as you want afterwards
has the best advice since she has a lot more experienced than you
is right 99.99% of the time
tells you "i told you so" on the regular
loves to feel you close but only when it's just the two of you
arms around your waist, hands on thighs, arms, head, anything
kisses you a lot
fucking bites you for no reason and then laughs?!
cuteness aggression where she'd squish your cheeks or bite you
Valeria "Big Spoon" Garza
makes her feel weird to be the small spoon so she's the big spoon by default
you don't mind because she lets you snuggle up in her chest while she holds you
grabs your ass while at it
you get tits, she gets ass. it's fair
kisses the top of your head, your temples, your forehead sm
"my smart muñeca, te amo. " <3
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the5ftlesbian · 4 months
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At first I went 'ew, why would I call someone mommy?'
Then I saw older women like Valeria Garza, and I watched movies like Carol and started noticing older women.
I get it now.
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persephoneintheflesh · 5 months
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Ok preview of my Valeria fic that I’m planning on writing!!
Here’s the summary:
Relájate, cariño.
Valeria’s been stressed.
Dealing with idiot men not directly following her orders all day has taken a toll on her nerves, and she needs a break. Instead of spending time with you, her partner, she’s been up late all week working in her office, sending emails, threatening people, making phone calls to move cargo, and while things have been going as they should, it’s been more stressful than ever.
She misses you.
Feels bad that she hasn’t been able to pay as much attention to you. So, she calls you in her office as she’s finishing up her work with a little surprise for you.
Maybe seeing you relax will help her to relax…
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callsignfate · 6 months
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Valeria x Chaotic Wife Pt.8
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(Sorry for being busy and not posting. I'm trying to prepare multiple things to post now/later. I will say I have posts nearly done that I plan to schedule posts. I'm also working on the requests I have received, I promise!)
Part One/ Part Two/ Part Three/ Part Four/ Part Five
Part Six/ Part Seven/ Part Eight
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Valeria: What- What are you doing?
R/N: Do you ever get tired asking that?
Valeria: I really do..
R/N: Anyways, I'm trying to write out my Christmas list
Valeria: That just says my name ten times..
R/N: ...
Valeria: I'll take the day off...
R/N: I should write these more often.
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R/N: VAL, LOOK!
Valeria: Stop barging in my office whenever you want.
R/N: Never. Look at this.
Valeria: a poorly made cake?
R/N: ...
Valeria: I MEAN- A REALLY WELL MADE CAKE THAT LOOKS DELICIOUS.
R/N: It appears I'm sleeping alone tonight.
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Valeria: ...why do you have a duck?
R/N: Isn't she cute?
Valeria: where did you get the duck?
Valeria: Why are you soaking wet?
R/N: Her name is Honkers.
Valeria: You did not kidnapp a duck...
R/N: ... it's not kidnapping if they have no home.
Valeria: IT'S HOME WAS WHEREVER YOU FOUND IT.
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Valeria: You do realize that I can see you, right?
R/N: WHAT?
*R/N looking at the small alarm clock on the bedside table.*
R/N: IS THAT A CAMERA?
Valeria: it's a baby monitor. Stop pacing and living in your delusional land. Get something to eat and drink some water.
R/N: ...
Valeria: Now.
R/N: Dammit.
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Valeria: Are you watching twilight??
R/N: NO- *R/N slamming shut the laptop*
Valeria: ...
R/N: ...
Valeria: Watch something else, something better.
*R/N did convince Valeria to watch all of them, Valeria proceeded to rant about them until she accidentally revealed she read the books and firmly believes the books are better*
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Valeria: WHAT ARE YOU WATCHING NOW?
R/N: FIFTY SHADES OF GREY WAS A FANFICTION OF TWILIGHT AND I NEEDED TO SEE IT.
Valeria: ...
R/N: DONT JUDGE ME
Valeria: I didn't think you were into... that.
R/N: WHAT.
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Valeria: Why does she have like five toddlers??
R/N (playing the sims): It's the 100 baby challenge.
Valeria: ... that sounds like torture, that's... terrifying.
R/N: I mean, she's a little tired, and she keeps passing out and peeing on herself but..
Valeria: What the fuck.
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Part One/ Part Two/ Part Three/ Part Four/ Part Five
Part Six/ Part Seven/ Part Eight
Masterlist/ More like this/ Request
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mitskee · 7 months
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i need this woman to **** ** ***** * **** **** 😇
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cheeze-leweez · 1 year
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Love these three
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looser-fem · 7 months
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Im 18, i have a job and im done with school. Why am i acting like my 13 year old slef when it comes to Abby and Valeria?
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sentiencereal · 8 months
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hi tumblr have half ass art
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applbottmjeens · 1 year
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i just felt like drawing valeria because i'm obsessed w her
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