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mysteryshoptls · 2 months
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Dire Crowley Lesson Lines
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HISTORY
Good
Morning
Yaaawn...
I don't recall this happening...
Ah! That student is sleeping!
Afternoon
Hmm, in this era...
How nostalgic.
Time to sneak a bite of lunch!
Evening
Well done, Trein-sensei!
There's scribbling in the textbook...
Say, isn't that too strict...?
Great
Full marks!
Thank you very much.
This should be about right.
Be firm where necessary.
Perfect
Normal Lesson
As your Headmage, I find this to be simple.
This is faaar too easy.
Well, I wish you all the best.
I think I could instruct this just as well.
Special Lesson
Oh! Hello, me!
Perfection, if I do say so myself.
I see my projected self is just as spirited!
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FLYING
Good
Morning
Everyone seems to be struggling so.
Ah, the wind is lovely.
I am starting to feel drowsy.
Afternoon
This broom has not been well taken care of!
Vargas-sensei is rather passionate.
Have I gained weight...?
Evening
This will be my after lunch exercise.
I just saw something shiny over there!
Eh, am I being scolded as well?
Great
This is the fundamentals of magical maneuvering.
You may follow my example.
Do your best, everyone!
This is a fundamental technique.
Perfect
Normal Lesson
See how close the clouds are!
It's not a terrible thing to go back to basics.
Everyone, please give it your all!
How about a race?
Special Lesson
I've come to observe myself...!?
That me there is just as handsome as the real me!
This is the least I should be able to do.
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rusticfurnace · 1 month
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face studies with the vaqueros i did some time ago!🤠🤠
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...and some white guy ig.
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sleepyconfusedpotato · 9 months
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So Graves is Alive... 🪦💀
Alejandro and Rudy wasted no time at all to make Graves' second life a living hell. He might do a cool trick though who knows!
Alejandro and Rudy should've been the ones we play on that tank mission not Soap I will die on this hill ‼️‼️
Inspired by @numberonegiverwitch 's meme!
Hope you love this lil comic! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)
Tag yourself I'm Rudy
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cerise-on-top · 3 months
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hellooo, i love ur stuff and i wannted to see u write about how Simon, Price, Alejandro, and Rudy handle having a wife who is very head strong and such? Like the type of woman who was very successful and has a sharp tongue. A very badass woman in general. Thx<33
Hello! Thank you! I tried on this request as well, but people like that genuinely scare me ^^; I wrote this with a very hot headed person in mind because I'm not quite sure I understand what headstrong means, even when I googled it! It's probably a bit extreme, the way I wrote reader and it probably usually isn't that bad, but I barely know anyone who's like this!
Price, Ghost, Alejandro and Rodolfo with a Headstrong!S/O
Price: There are a few things Price is used to due to his occupation: People taking his orders without ever questioning them, and people, smart assed as they are, questioning his every move. Some differences could be settled quite peacefully, during others, harsh words had to be exchanged in order for an agreement to come between them. So it definitely wouldn’t be the first time Price had ever met someone like you. However, he can get along just fine with someone like that. You’re his spouse, not some soldier, therefore he can bite back from time to time if he needs to. However, if you’re about to do something extremely stupid where you will end up hurt, he will try to stop you, no matter how much you protest and snarl at him. He loves you for your personality, but sometimes some risks do need to be taken into consideration. He would sometimes get fed up a bit with you, especially if you keep doing what you do without really considering the consequences or yourself. At some point, he’d probably just let you do whatever it is that you want to do. If things go well, he’ll congratulate you, maybe reward you too depending on whatever it was, but if things go sour he would have to bite back a “told you so” occasionally. But other than that, he can appreciate your sharp tongue, always biting back at the people who are trying to belittle you. It shows him that you’re not someone who needs to be taken care of at all times and that you can handle yourself when it comes down to it. Don’t sass him too much, though, since he will also sass you back. But if that’s what you like, then go right ahead. 
Ghost: If he wanted to, he could insult you in a way that could destroy your sense of worth, and sometimes, when you are being a bit more difficult, he considers saying something mean himself. He never does, though, since he doesn’t want to ruin what the two of you have. While you being harsh with others and not letting them walk all over you is something he can appreciate, he will sit you down from time to time and tell you to take it down a notch or two, especially if you’re being harsh towards him. Communication goes both ways, though, so you’re also more than welcome to give him a piece of your mind. As long as you’re both being adults about it, he won’t mind. Like Price, he lets you do your own thing for the most part, unless you’re doing something extraordinarily stupid. He will try to change your mind, knowing fully well it would be futile, in a gentle manner, but if you don’t listen to him then that’s on you. He did try to help you. As much as he’d sigh at your antics, he would help you clean up your messes. Ghost isn’t much of a talker himself, saying the bare minimum when something needs to be said, so sometimes he’ll simply lean back and let you do the talking. Especially if the other person is being an idiot. You have a way with words that makes him snicker from time to time, especially if you’re a small and petite thing. The surprise on the other person’s face is such a delight, he can’t help but love it every single time. And if you’re a rather big and scary person then he’ll wordlessly watch the other person scuttle away. It’s nice, not always having to talk to people. He can be mean too, but he usually just rolls his eyes and walks away.
Alejandro: Alejandro is a rather passionate man about many things, therefore you would often come to butt heads. He used to be far more fiery when he was younger, so these days it’s not as bad as it used to be, but your arguments might end up with both of you yelling. Alejandro can be extremely stubborn and, unless you have some good arguments, it’s not very easy to change his mind either. Unless you start insulting him first, he won’t yell any insults at you either. He would absolutely never get physical with you, no matter how scary he might seem, though. Even in his heated moments, he values you more than anything and anyone else. In your eyes, you’re both right, and that might just be something you’ll both want to work on if you want your relationship to last in the long run. He is more than willing to do so, though, as long as you put some effort into it as well. May god save whatever soul has decided to wrong both of you, however. He will give them a piece of his mind, and so will you, meaning that person has twice the amount of people to be scared of. One of the many reasons you would come to argue would be you trying to do something that might be dangerous, with him trying to convince you it’s a bad idea. He’s a colonel, so he’s used to people taking his orders without very many questions. While Alejandro may not expect you to be his poodle, he does want to see you safe and sound. Ultimately, he knows telling you to not do something won’t change anything, but he’ll try anyway. Your safety comes before all else. Unlike Price and Ghost, he will tell you “I told you so”. Even when he tells you all the reasons why you really shouldn’t have done what you did, he will still patch you up and use his power to make sure you can continue being as successful as you are. So, even while mad he’s a sweetheart about and to you.
Rodolfo: Considering he’s a quiet man, he won’t usually talk back when you have something to say. Instead, he’ll force all of his emotions down. Very rarely, he might snap at you because of it, however. Again, you’ll both have to talk it out with each other, with you having to learn how to bite back something as well. Rodolfo isn’t nearly as feisty as Alejandro, so he’ll usually let you do the talking. Think the “he asked for no pickles” meme except Rodolfo could make his opinion known, but it’s more impactful when you do it. He likes to see you successful and in high spirits, even if he sometimes would wish you would tone it down a bit. Some bad potatoes at the farmer’s market aren’t the end of the world. However, he’ll barely ever voice such a thing, simply turning away instead when you’re getting too heated. He knows trying to calm you down will only make things worse, so he’ll wait it out. Out of everyone, he’ll be the most patient as far as your personality goes. If you’re ever trying something risky, he’ll make you aware of the risks, even if you do end up snapping at him, but won’t stop you. Again, it’s futile. While he may have enough faith in you to know you likely won’t end up hurt, you’re a smart cookie after all, he will sigh if things don’t end up according to plan. You’re probably too proud to do so, but you’re always more than welcome to come to him for help if you need it, he won’t mind. In fact, he’d prefer that over you getting hurt. If you’re both buying things, though, then he’ll let you be the one to haggle, you’re the most effective haggler he knows. In fact, if he ever needs something that requires him to bargain with people for anything at all, he’ll let you do it. You’re scarier than him, on the outside, so he’ll either get what he wants at a good price, or the other person will have learned a lesson. It’s a win-win situation either way.
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prince-kallisto · 6 months
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SNCHCHDJSBSBABSBD AHSHDBD HELP HELP ME IM GOING FERAL ARHFBDHSBD RAAAAAAAAAAA🐦‍⬛💞🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛💞💞🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛💞🐦‍⬛💞🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛ AM ROLLING AROUND
SHADBBDBDBXBDD. CROWLEY GOT MENTIONED IN PALYFUL LAND, I KNEW HE WOULD BE THERES EVEN THE POSSIBILITES THAT HE’LL COME RESCUE EVERYBODY. I LOVE THEY HAD A DRAMATIC ASS MOMENT TO MAKE FELLOW THINK THAT CROWLEY WAS SUPER COOL. FELLOW JUST U WAIT BECAUSE CROWLEY WILL BE AN INCREDIBLE PERSON I JUST KNOW IT 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️
ABDBDBSBSBS HES SO TERRIBLE I LOVE HIM. LITERALLY EVERYONE RECOGNIZES HE AINT SAVING THEIR SORRY ASSES OUT OF THE GOODNESS OF HIS HEART ABXBDBDBDBDBDF
CREWEL, TREIN, AND *VARGAS* MENTION TOO??? AND THEIR DEDICATION IS BEING RECOGNIZED BC THEY ARE ACTUALLY GOOD TEACHERS AND WANT THE BEST FOR THEIR STUDENTS?!? IM EATING THIS UP AHXHDBSHAHS CRYINNG SCREAMINGNG THROWING UPPPPPO
(Credit to Gas Mask’s translation on YouTube)
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cyanide-capsules · 3 months
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Random character musings tonight,,
Can be read as romantic or platonic most were not intended as one or the other.
tw // implied s/a with Ghosts
Farah, who trusts Alex enough to put down her strength. Not drop it, or lose it. To simply, put it down for a while, let it, and herself rest. To hang it up with her coat at the door and join him for a warm breakfast.
She's protected herself, relied on nobody but herself for so long. A second pair of hands is unwelcome at first. Slowly, but surely, she learns that it wasn't about her having to stop taking care of herself, but more, allowing someone else to help as well. It didn't have to be one or the other, the two can coexist, just as she and Alex do.
Alex, who suffers through spells of phantom pains so intense they leave him a shell of the soldier he always is. Clutching at what was once there, whimpering and crying like a wounded animal. Unable to move from wherever he had been when it started, if he was lucky, in bed or the couch, where he was alone. Where it didn't matter if he was weak. If he wasn't lucky, a more populated area like the common room or training center, where he would have to ignoring the agony spreading through him with his usual grin, excusing himself as soon as he could under whatever excuse he could muster up.
He isn't used to stopping, or slowing down. He hates not being of use. He bites back another sob as Farah strokes his hair, muttering to him that the pain will pass eventually. That he doesn't need to be of use, that not every day can be spectacular and productive. That sometimes one days achievement can just be making it to the next.
Alejandro, who's haunted by nothing more than the thought of losing Rudy. Ever since saving him from the fire, the realization that the man he's known all these years was not invincible hit him harder than any injury he's ever received. Sure, it was a stupid realization, but he had never in his life come so close to loosing him until then.
He's all over Rudy the moment he's dispatched from medical. Careful hands avoiding every bandage and burn on the other man. Whispering apology after apology for his foolishness, for not going into the house with him, for not realizing until now how much he needed Rudy. The ever brave Colonel Vagas, crumbling under the weight of every bit of grief he's ever experienced at just the thought of burying his second in command.
Ghost, who's terrified beyond his own capacity of physical intimacy, physical touch in general. Every lingering hand brings back unwanted memories of unwanted hands against his skin, every accidental graze against him sends him spiraling. He covers himself head to toe to protect himself, mentally. Turtlenecks, long sleeves, long pants, gloves, even during the dead of summer.
He knows good and well that skin against his own will bring out panic. He'll never forgive himself for the time Soap pat him on the back, the slight brush against his, at the time, exposed neck threw him off his feet, within seconds he had elbowed Soap in the nose before he even realized who he was. He wonders what he did to deserve someone so patient, Soap hadn't ever held the moment against him, even when he had to wear a face cast for weeks.
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gothghostiie · 2 months
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Alejandro going after his wife's abusive father pls 🙏 going through it and need some Ale comfort
(I'm safe I promise just some memories as a kid)
cw: mention of abuse & canon violence
ale sees red as soon as you tell him. no matter what kind or how severe it was, hes furious. of course he comforts you at first but as soon as you're okay he asks you about his whereabouts. if you dont know or dont tell him he'll find out, trust me.
your father is gonna get a little visit from the Vaqueros, and god knows that man will regret ever breathing. the Vaqueros all love you, almost as much as they love justice. you best believe that piece of scum will never be happy in his life again, if hes allowed to live on.
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sysig · 7 months
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If your almost out of requests I'll send my second allowed one! Didn't want to send a second one at first though to give other people a shot lol
Howsabout.... something something Scriabin with the vibe from the song "This is Love" by Air Traffic Controller? If vibes from songs are allowed ofc xD
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Day 13 - I know wrong, I know right, I just love to pick a fight
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mysteryshoptls · 1 month
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SR Grim - Apprentice Chef Voice Lines
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Summon Line: Leave it to me. Don't matter what kinda job it is, everything's easy as pie in my awesome hands!
Groooovy!!: All the tasty-lookin' dishes are mine, I tell ya! ...But I guess I'll let ya have a single bite 'cause it's you.
Home: I'll show ya just how awesome the Gastronomy Club is!
Home Idle 1: I can see Crowley lurking right outside Ramshackle... I bet he's lookin' to ask us to do somethin' annoying, so let's just ignore him.
Home Idle 2: Someone ate all the snacks? I-It totally wasn't me... Musta been the ghosts! Yep, mhm.
Home Idle 3: Crewel just nabbed my ribbon and washed it. Said he couldn't take seein' grungy-looking clothes... I ain't grungy!
Home Idle - Login: If we gotta cook, I'll be the taste tester! I'm gonna be the best helper, so do your best, henchie!
Home Idle - Groovy: I thought this school was gonna be all about throwin' magic around, but there's way more types of classes than I thought―
Home Tap 1: Vargas said that the more you exercise, the better your food tastes. But my food is always tasty no matter when I eat it. Weirdo.
Home Tap 2: History of Magic is sooo boring. But if I try to skip class, Lucius snitches to Trein...
Home Tap 3: Whenever Sam recommends something, I get this strange urge to just buy more stuff. Wait, think he's using magic on me or somethin'?
Home Tap 4: The chefs were sayin' I should wear a helmet, not a hat. C'mon, not like I'm sheddin' or nothing. ...Right?
Home Tap 5: You really want a bite of my special tuna can shaped cake? Fiiiine~ But only one bite, okay? Go on, have some. Eat it, eat it!
Home Tap - Groovy: Aww maaan, all the cream spilled out of the bowl 'cause you didn't hold it good enough... [slurp]
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Requested by @butterflyremix.
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seraphtrevs · 10 months
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sleepybabybees · 29 days
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Time for more shenanigans because I enjoy doing these-
Honestly- expect everyone at this point-
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Price: Are you a painting?
Nik: What-?
Price: Because I want to pin you to a wall.
Graves: OH GOD I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO SAY YOU WANTED TO HANG HIM OR SOMETHING-
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Price: Two years ago, I married my best friend.
Price: Graves is still mad about it, but me and Nik were drunk and thought it was funny.
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Price: Are you ready to commit?
Nik: Like, a crime or a relationship?
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Price: I wasn't hurt that badly. The doctor said all my bleeding was internal, that's where the blood's supposed to be!
Laswell: ...I'm gonna kill him-
Nik: katie- no-
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Laswell: Caw caw, motherfuckers.
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Laswell: Where the devil is Graves?
Nik: Well, it is raining outside... Maybe he melted?
Price: Shall I look outside for a pointy hat?
Laswell holding back a laugh: I hate that I found that funny- fuck you-
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Price: Are you good?
Laswell: In what sense?
Price: Generally.
Laswell: Oh, definitely not.
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Price: Fine! Judge all you want but...
Price, points at Nik: Married a lesbian.
Price, points at Graves: Left a man at the altar.
Price, points at Ghost: Fell in love with a Scottish soldier
Price, points at Laswell: Threw a girl’s wooden leg in a fire.
Price, points at Soap: Lives in a box!
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Graves: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?
Nik: >:O language
Laswell: Yeah watch your fucking language
Ghost: Okay, who taught Laswell the fuck word?!
Price: 'The fuck word'.
Soap: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time
Laswell: Oh my god they censored it
Price: Say fuck, Soap.
Laswell: Do it, Soap. Say fuck.
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Ghost: If I fall…
Price: I’ll be there to catch you.
Nik: *looks at Graves* What if I fall?
Graves: Then I’ll fall with you, never leaving your side.
Soap: *watches these two interactions*
Soap, to Laswell: And if I fall?
Laswell: I’ll be the one who pushed you.
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Nik: So, did everyone learn their lesson?
Laswell: No.
Gaz: I did not.
Ghost: I may have actually forgotten one.
Soap: Also no.
Nik: Oh good, neither did I.
Price: *Exhausted sigh*
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Alex: I never said I was gonna get back together with them. But I was thinking, they're in town, would it be the worst thing in the world if I gave them a call?
Alejandro: No. No, Alex, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. It would be the fourth worst thing. Number one: a super volcano. Number two: an asteroid hits the Earth. Number three: All the Evel Knievel movies are lost. Number four: Alex calls Farah. Number five: Rudy gets eaten by a shark.
Rudy: I’m Rudy, and I approve the order of that list.
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Rudy: Farah, I have a couple of words to say to you.
Alex: Please let those two words be “I’m sorry.”
Alejandro: I’m ready with the bleep button if not.
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Rudy: Those darn tall old people.
Farah: Darn em' indeed.
Alex: Don't worry, they'll be gone soon enough.
Alejandro: *sharpening knife* Yes. Dead.
The Squad:
Alejandro: Hahaha.
Alejandro: ...Is this self-destructive behaviour?
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Alejandro: That's ridiculous, Rudy doesn't have a crush on me.
Farah: Yes, he does.
Alex: Yes, he does.
Valeria: Yes, he does.
Rudy: Yes, I do.
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Alex: Why do you act like we’re three year olds?
Rudy, exasperated: WHY?!?
Rudy points at Alejandro: YOU TRIED TO HYJACK A CAR!
Rudy points at Farah: YOU NEARLY JUMPED 20 FEET OFF A CARPARK!
Rudy points at Alex: AND YOU ATE MULTIPLE DRIED LEAVES AND ROCKS OFF THE GROUND!
Rudy: AND YOU ASK ME WHY????
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Rudy: Hey Farah, wanna third wheel on my date with Alejandro tomorrow?
Farah: Sure.
Rudy: Alex! Wanna third wheel on my date with Alejandro tomorrow?
Rudy: Great! I've always wanted to go on a double date!
Farah &amp; Alex: ...
Alejandro: Rudy...
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Alejandro: I love you.
Rudy: I love you too. I've waited so long to hear you say that.
*Alejandro and Rudy kiss passionately*
Alex, to Farah: You owe me 20 dollars.
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Alex: *tapping fingers on table*
Rudy: *taps fingers back furiously*
Farah: …What’s going on?
Alejandro: Morse code. They’re talking.
Alex: -.-- ..- .-. / - …. . / -.-. ..- - . … -
Rudy: *slams hands on table* YOU TAKE THAT BACK!
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Alejandro: Why are your tongues purple?
Alex: We had slushies. I had a blue one.
Farah: I had a red one.
Alejandro: oh.
Alejandro:
Alejandro: OH.
Rudy:
Rudy: You drank eachothers slushies?
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Soap: Why is Gaz crying on the floor?
Ghost: he's drunk.
Soap: And?
Ghost: he saw a picture of Roach's husband.
Soap: But he's Roach's husband?
Ghost: I know.
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Ghost, referring to Roach and Gaz: Those guys are dorks.
Soap: Yes, but they’re our dorks.
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Soap: Who would you swipe right for? Gaz or Ghost?
Roach : I would delete the app.
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Soap: My life is a little too much panic and not enough disco.
Gaz: My life is a little too much fall and not enough boy.
Ghost: My life is a little too much chemical and not enough romance.
Roach : My life is a little too much imagination and not nearly enough dragons.
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Roach : How is the most beautiful person in the world?
Gaz: *blushing* I—
Ghost, butting into the conversation: Soap is perfect, thanks for asking.
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Eskell: You really believe in Shepard?
Oryn: Mmm… Luckily, he believes in himself enough for the both of us.
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Shephard: Is this your plan B?
Eskell: Technically, this is plan P.
Shephard: Plan P? Is there a plan M?
Eskell: Yes, but I marry Oryn in plan M.
Oryn: I like plan M.
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Shephard: *Reading a letter*
Oryn: Well, what does it say?
Shephard: It’s a confession letter. It turns out Eskell killed my pet rock.
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Oryn, about Eskell: Can I tell them they look nice?
Shephard: Sure.
Oryn: Can I tell them I respect them?
Shephard: Maybe, if they ask.
Oryn: Should I show them an oil painting I made of us surrounded by our three cats and four dogs?
Shephard: …
Shephard: I’d save that for later.
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Eskell: *pitches an idea*
Shephard, impressed: Huh, there might be something here!
Oryn, under their breath and dialling laswell: Yeah, a lawsuit.
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Horangi : That sounds super! Doesn’t that sound super, Konig?
Konig: No.
Horangi : I think I speak for Konig when I say it sounds really super.
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Konig: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers?
Horangi : Peonies, why?
Konig:
Horangi : Were you going to get me flowers?
Konig:
Horangi :
Konig: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ
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Horangi : I want a bf.
Konig: Do you mean best friend, boyfriend or bread feast? Because you’re being really vague here.
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Konig: Let’s watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl.
Horangi : Okay.
Konig: And make out during the scary parts.
Horangi : Th-
Horangi : The scary parts.
Horangi : Of Sharkboy and Lavagirl.
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Horangi , taping a knife onto a Roomba: Be free, my child.
Konig, entering the room with a small cut on their ankle: Who the f-
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helpinghanikan · 1 year
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Best kind of revenge
Sum: The best kind of revenge is to treat your enemy's ex-wife right.
Features: Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" McTavish, Alejandro Vargas, Rudolfo Parra.
Ch.2 Scar the neighbors
Ch.3 Abrupt ending
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Ch. 1: The handsome man at the bar
The team of four tried to be subtle when making their way into the bar. Ghost went in first, taking over a table in the corner. Alejandro and Rudy followed shortly after, one on either side of the bar. Soap was the last to come in, hanging out by the door just incase you tried to make an exit without their permission.
They’re all dressed like civilians. A lot of jeans and sweaters. If it weren’t for their accents and good looks they would have fit in with the blue-collar crowd. The only outlier would have been Ghost, who was probably grateful for the cold weather outside. It was helped explain away the black mask covering half of his face.
Someone has probably been on your tail for the last month. Ever since you got that email from Laswell explaining all of your ex-husbands crimes.
“How are you doing over here?” The bartender asks, a younger woman whose been your best friend these last few weeks.
Your drink was nearing its end but getting actually drunk wouldn’t be a good idea tonight.
“I’m still nursing, thanks though.” You say, looking back over to the mohawk at the bar’s end.
Philip Graves was never the greatest partner, but he was a good guy. At least you thought he was during your relationship. But body cam of killing civilians is never a good look.
A glass is set down in front of you.
“No, I’m good.” You repeat to the bartender.
“It’s not from me, honey.” She says, nodding towards the crowd behind you.
Graves had left quite a bit of stuff at the house. Among those were personnel files of almost every solider he’s ever spoken to on a laptop you definitely didn’t have the password to. This was how you knew the six men following you. Among these six was Colonel Alejandro Vargas. A.K.A the handsome man at the far end of the bar staring right at you.
Might as well play along. Raising the glass towards him in thanks and taking a sip. It’s a fruity little drink. The kind that girls who can’t shoot whiskey order. It’s absolutely delicious.
“He just told me the ingredients and I made it for him.” The bartender explains when you mention how good it was.
“So a man I don’t know asked to make me a drink with random ingredients and you just did?” You ask incredulous. Although it didn’t stop you from taking some more sips.
The bartender shrugged. “I honestly wanted to see what would come out of it. Sorry about that.”
Great, you’re one ally in here is either against you or just an idiot.
Aside for the six men and one bartender there were five other patrons here. None of them you really knew aside for a head nod. This bar was too close to the highway to be a regular watering hole. It was one of the reasons that you always chose to come here.
You don’t need to look to know that someone has taken a seat on your left.
“I see you enjoyed the drink,” came an accented voice to your left.
It seems Alejandro was a very confident man. You have to be to make it far in any military. But you couldn’t just be confident to get what you want while in the field. You also have to be smart. And when you’re in the field on an unsanctioned ‘mission’? Well, you’re going to have to be very smart.
“I did,” You replied, “Honestly it seemed a bit much to buy a girl you don’t know. Tequila is usually the first choice.”
Alejandro chuckles at that, it almost sounds genuine. Casually, as if he’s been coming here his entire life, he gestures for the bartender. Asking for a beer that the bartender was quick to come back with. Giving you a look as if to say; “get it, girl.”
“No, tequila would be too cheap for a woman like you.” Alejandro says, taking the beer for a long drink.
The bar’s lightening hasn’t been updated since the nineties. Covered with dust and bulbs that went out of stock before you graduated high school. And yet, Alejandro looked absolutely stunning under it.
With his head tilted back slightly you can see the outline of his jaw. How most of his face is hidden by a thin layer of shadow, but that does nothing to dull the effect his smile has on everyone in the room. He smiles like a fox. A predator that doesn’t just want to eat you, he wants to devour you and taste the screams he can force you to make.
“You deserve something better,” Alejandro adds, setting down his beer for emphasis.
When was the last time you were with someone? It’s been at least a few months, maybe half a year already. The last time you got bent was with Graves, and that was hurried in an airport bathroom because he plane leaving soon. Did you even cum then? Not likely, but Graves certainly did.
“Are you married?” You ask, looking at drink you had finished a minute ago.
You can see Alejandro raise an eyebrow when you ask this.
“No, not married.” He says.
“I’m not either,” You reply standing up and taking his hand. “So, there’s no point in holding back.”
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This wasn’t the kind of bar that you hook up in. It’s a one stall bathroom that you couldn’t imagine getting on your knees in. Not that it was completely filthy but because the walls were thin as paper. Being able to hear everything that happens makes it a pretty awkward spot, it also made it perfect to declare to the world that you were now free of Graves.
Leading him by the hand Alejandro followed you into the bathroom. His mouth on yours when the door was fully shut. The wood straining against your combined weight when he pressed into you.
He kisses with his teeth. Biting onto your bottom lip; starting roughly, almost drawing blood, before going slower. Kissing you gently as quickly as he pulled you to his body.
“Fuck, you’re good.” He mumbles, letting his tongue explore into your mouth.
“Thank you. More.” You demand, wanting tongue not dialogue.
His hands are hot, almost boiling, as they slide down the back of your pants. Skipping the bases and going straight to cupping your bare ass. His dull nails digging into the soft cheeks, almost painfully. But you aren’t stopping him.
It’s still hard to say whether Alejandro knows you know who he is. It’s confusing, but you shouldn’t even know his name. He didn’t give it to you before being pulled into the bathroom. At the same time you didn’t give your name either. You were two strangers who knew eachother, fucking before deciding if you’ll survive the night.
Like a dance Alejandro walks you backwards. Gently stepping with his hips doing most of the guiding. Pressing his crotch into yours until the bathroom wall is against your back.
“I’m going to taste you, okay? Is that okay?” He pulls away to ask.
His eyes, already brown and beautiful, are dilated from excitement. They’re still staring at your lips, waiting for your answer.
“Yeah, but you don’t-if you don’t want to you don’t have to.” You say, that need to please stronger than the urge to take.
Alejandro gives you the predators smile. He might have given you the illusion of control, but it would always be his mouth on your throat. He proves this now, kissing and dragging his teeth over the pulse point of your throat. It draws out a moan, but it’s mainly a distraction. A way for Alejandro to sneakily open the front of your pants without making a show about it.
“Oh, but I want to.” Alejandro whispers, his warmth leaving as he kneels down at your feet.
Cold air instantly creates goosebumps on your thighs. Alejandro pulling your pants down to your ankles. Getting your right boot off without a second thought. Doing so quickly to free only one of your legs from the pants. He only need one, just one to lift over his shoulder and allow his access to your pussy.
“Oh, fuck.” You whisper, hands in dark hair.
“That’s good, but that’s just a start.” Alejandro says, and it’s impossible to tell if it’s supposed to be a warning or a promise.
There’s no warmup, there’s no teasing. The only foreplay you get is the moving of your underwear. Sliding it over to make room for his tongue.
It’s a powerful touch, one that sends a feeling through your body like a gun shot. It’s more surprising than pleasurable. The wall meets your head when throwing it back, groaning out in appreciation and also wanting something more than just surprise touches.
Your leg is moved up over his shoulder, your heel digging into his back.
From your entrance to the clit Alejandro licks his way through your body. He does so slowly, flattening his tongue as he goes back and forth.
The initial build in your body takes a few seconds. Again, it’s been a minute since you’ve gotten someone to down on you. That Alejandro did so without hesitation, even bringing up the idea, made this so much better. It makes you desirable, needed, a precious person that Alejandro didn’t want to share with anyone.
His hot breath on your lips, his hand on your thigh, tongue sliding in built in your gut. Warmth and electricity grow from your clit, through your stomach, and against your breasts. It’s moving so quickly that your brain has probably been affected by the pleasure that runs through your body.
“Okay, okay, yeah. Oh please!” You started to beg, rolling your hips with his licking.
His fingers slide through the spit and wetness. Two digits penetrating you with solid pressure that keeps a steady pace back and forth. He moans at the tight feeling, making sure you knew just how much he appreciates the feeling.
“Alejandro, fuck!” You call out, wanting the entire world to know who was doing this.
You don’t feel the bit of hesitation when Alejandro hears his name. Mainly out of confusion (fake identities were decided in the car) but also out of almost panic. He didn’t know much about the ex-wife of Philip Graves, only that you were key to revenge.
And what better revenge than making your enemies wife cum hard?
Your head practically bangs against the wall. Pleasure taking complete control in a feeling that can only be described as cold. It tightens in your gut, it presses your breasts, fogs your brain, and forces your mouth to call out for a god you might not even believe in.
He doesn’t stop when you start crying out. Keeping with the rhythm that started the orgasm and adding a squeeze to your thigh. His non-verbal way of saying “make the world hear, baby. Be so loud that Graves will hear your orgasm from hell.”
Eventually the orgasm has to leave. When it does your drained, wobbly, almost forgetting where you were and who you were with. Only looking down at Alejandro’s (wet) face reminded you of the mistake you had just made.
“How’d you know my name?” He asks, a smile on his face as if he was the one on top.
There is an illusion of confidence you’ve been using since learning the truth about Graves. It’s carried you through the divorce, the secrets, and everything else that has come your way. But looking down at Alejandro, being given the best tongue in your life, it made that illusion dissolve.
“Because of Graves. I know all your names.” You explain. “I know that’s why you’re here.”
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wfhwfhwfh · 1 month
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it's really something watching the people around me post the most beautiful or just the most delicious art and then having to post the stupidest fucking drawings in the world
Like oh yeah one of your favorite artists just posted a really pretty or actually funny drawing do you want to continue to post that ridiculous fugly brainrot you made?
Im going like Nacho fr
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michaelmandoarchive · 2 months
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Defining Insanity with Michael Mando Ubisoft on SoundCloud (2021).
Michael talking about how Vaas was very personal and is an easier character for himself to play than Nacho Varga. The link to the SoundCloud audio will be down below as far as I am aware this was only released to SoundCloud.
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Nacho !!!
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i wanna cry. so much of the krazy-8 persona is modeled off of domingo’s childhood friend who outgrew him, beat him, and then mysteriously disappeared one day without every saying goodbye to him :’(
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