#Hank Loza

[mysticalmallard]

October Requests

2024 Fall/Halloween requests

Requests will be open until October 31st.

Completed requests will be linked at the bottom

♥︎ Main Masterlist ♥︎

Rules for making a request:

★ Send me one mood & a character from the lists below.

☆ And 3 words of your choice that I must include in the one shot

★ Be following me.

♥︎ These gifts are only for my followers ♥︎

☆ please like, comment, and reblog your completed submission or future requests may be denied.

★ Only submissions sent as an ask will be accepted. I do NOT accept anonymous requests

☆ One request at a time, please.

♥︎ As soon as it's done & you reblog, you can send in another request ♥︎

Characters to choose from:

🎃 Jax Teller

🎃 Opie Winston

🎃 Juice Ortiz

🎃 Chibs Telford

🎃 Tig Trager

🎃 Herman Kozik

🎃 Happy Lowman

🎃 Marcus Alvarez

🎃 Angel Reyes

🎃 EZ Reyes

🎃 Coco Cruz

🎃 Che 'Taza' Romero

🎃 Hank Loza

🎃 Bishop Losa

🎃 Gilly Lopez

🎃 Nestor Oceteva

🎃 Neron Vargas

Mood:

💀 Fluff

💀 Angst

💀 Goofy

💀 Suggestive

💀 Random

Completed Requests:

1. Goofy, Chibs Telford, Candy, Costume, Scary movie

2. Fluff, Juice Ortiz, Pumpkin, Cat, Purple

3. Random, Gilly, cheesecake, spoon, messy

4. Goofy, Happy, costume, party, contest

5. Suggestive, Angel, black, eyes, water

6. Fluffy, Opie, scary, sexy, mine

7. Suggestive, Coco, red, chill, thunder

8. Suggestive, Manny, purple, love, sultry

9.

10.

Taglist: @arkytiorlecter @aimkatsz @ravennaortiz @darqchilddaydreamz @mischiefnevermanaged89-blog @hatersaremymotivators @theshynerdsworld @youngadult9016 @meera10

[crow-writer]

Tranq asking you out for the first time…

- Asking you out for the first time would probably take him quite some time. Tranq adores you so much but he just can’t bring himself to actually ask you.

- Most of all he‘d be nervous about the possibility that he read your signals wrong. He‘s a confident guy overall, but not when it comes to you.

- Just the thought of you getting all confused and trying to explain that you don’t see him like that makes him sweat. The thought of losing the friendship he built with you scares the hell out of him.

- Eventually it would probably be the others that convince him to finally make the first step.

-„Will you just ask her to dinner for fucks sake?“, Angel would snap at him during playing cards because Tranq keeps missing his turns from looking over at you.

- Hank‘s face would turn bright red, he didn’t think it was that obvious.

- Gilly: „Of course it’s fucking obvious, even Coco noticed“ Coco: „The hell is that supposed to mean?“

- Since their banter interrupted the game anyways, Hank would walk over to you, trying to keep his back straight and his breathing even. He was definitely not used to being all flustered like this.

- You were in the middle of a conversation with one of the other women, but you'd both pause to look at him as he approached. You could see little beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

- Tranq looked at you for a moment that felt like forever. "We should have dinner together tomorrow. Just you and me I mean. I'll cook you something nice", he would say, leaning a little closer to you.

- His breath hitched just the tiniest bit at the end, but suddenly he seemed much more calm now that the words were out. He stopped fidgeting with his hands and he looked at you calmly, waiting for your answer.

- You'd be surprised, but in the best way possible. You had a crush on him for a while now, but after he basically ignored all you signals you figured he just wasn't that into you. You could feel blush creep all over your cheeks as you smiled at him.

- "That sounds lovely... took you long enough", you would chuckle before placing a soft little kiss on his cheek, which made the biggest grin spread over his face.

[sogoodtoheritsvicious]

Hi and for the love of God hello 👋🏼 after going back and forth i’ve decided to try my hand at writing for the mayans boys and the sons we all know and love! Please feel free to hit up my ask box <3

Requests: Open

who i write for:

- Mayans MC

• Angel Reyes

• Ez Reyes

• Coco Cruz

• Nestor Oceteva

• Neron “Creeper” Vargas

• Bishop Losa

• Hank Loza

• Gilly Lopez

• Michael “Riz” Ariza

- Sons Of Anarchy

• Jax Teller

• Juice Ortiz

• Opie Winston

• Happy Lowman

• Herman Kozik

• Filip “Chibs” Telford

• Alexander “Tig” Trager

What i take requests for:

• Headcanons

• Preferences

• Would includes

• Most likely to’s

What i don’t take requests for:

• Smut

• Self harm of any kind - talking about the reader having a mental illness is fine but i’m not comfortable writing about them harming themselves

• Reader being related to any of the characters

• Toxic relationships - We’re all about healthy, loving relationships in this house!

any gifs used are not mine!

[bullet-prooflove]

Mayans MC Masterlist

Angel Reyes Masterlist

Bishop Losa Masterlist

Bottles Masterlist

Che 'Taza' Romero Masterlist

Downer Masterlist

EZ Reyes Masterlist

Hank Loza Masterlist

Johnny 'Coco' Cruz Masterlist

Kevin 'K.J' Jimenze Masterlist

Les Packer Masterlist

Manny Masterlist

Marcus Alvarez Masterlist

Michael 'Riz' Ariza Masterlist

Neron 'Creeper' Vargas Masterlist

Nestor Oceteva Masterlist

[drabbles-mc]

Coming Along

Hank Loza x GN!Reader

With the help of This Prompt List by @creativepromptsforwriting and my trusty Wheel of Names with every character I’ve ever written for, I’m aiming to write a fic in 500 words or less every day of March.

Prompt: garden

Word Count: 300

A/N: this is it! we did it, friends! this was such an interesting writing exercise/challenge in terms of self control keeping under a specific word count, and being flexible enough to write a fic no matter who the wheel gave me. i highly recommend because it definitely got me out of my comfort zone! hope you've all enjoyed the fics as well! xo

Hank was able to do and take care of a lot for his mom, but realistically there were only so many hours in a day. There was a small list of things around her house that he knew he had to take care of, things that she couldn’t do herself.

He never put any of it on your plate, knowing that you were also busy. But he couldn’t pretend it didn’t melt him inside when he showed up to his mother’s house after wrapping things up with the club, and already seeing your car parked in her driveway.

He made his way towards the house. Letting himself in, he didn’t hear anything in the kitchen or living room. It wasn’t until he walked farther into the house and got near the back door that he heard the two of you, relieved to hear you both laughing.

Walking out into the back yard, he saw you kneeling on the ground, planting flowers in his mother’s freshly-weeded garden. That was a task she’d mentioned to him multiple times but it hadn’t ever made it to the top of the priority list. Clearly, though, the two of you had taken care of it in his absence.

Neither of you even noticed him at first, too busy talking and laughing with each other as you tried to figure out the best placement for all the flowers and plants you’d bought. Hank lingered silently for a moment just to revel in the sights and sounds of it all before he finally cleared his throat and stepped out of the house and onto the grass.

“Looks good back here,” he said as he went and gave his mother a hug, followed by going and giving you a kiss.

“It’s coming along,” you said with a smile.

[imagineredwood]

Hi :) can you please write hank loza x reader having a night in or a day off would include :)

Thank you :) have a great day

Breakfast in bed for sure

Pancakes, waffles, french toast, which ever is your favorite, he's making it

Mandatory whipped cream smiley face

Makes your coffee or tea just how you like it

He eats next to you, making small talk and telling you about the day he has planned for the two of you

He takes you to get your nails done

Get's a pedi with you

And he pays for it all of course

He takes you to the movies and spoils you with snacks and treats

Will even watch a romcom if that's your thing

Takes you to lunch to your favorite place

Also takes you for ice cream at the end of the day

Then its all cuddles and netflix once you get home

Probably a bubble bath together

General taglist

@piccasoe @ateliefloresdaprimavera @gemini0410 @woahitslucyylu @my-rosegold-soul @that-chick212 @everyhowlmarksthedead @glimmerglittergirl  @fanaticfangurl21 @encounterthepast  @svintsandghosts @starrynite7114   @destynelseclipsa  @queenbeered @iamthegraham @emoengelfurleben  @otomefromtheheart @rosieposie0624 @papa-geralt-of-cirilla @beeroses @weirdosandhopelessromantics @kola95 @black-repunzel99 @xonickibaby @cruzwalters @myakai13 @mrsstevenbuchananstark @lyly00 @kaystacks17 @cole-winchester  @alexxavicry  @savagemickey03  @fanfic-n-tabulous   @gangstaliciou06

Mayans MC taglist

@dazzledamazon​  @abunnykisses​ @briana-mishell24​  @wrcn9fvlcver​  @thesandbeneathmytoes​ @krysiewithak​  @appropriate-writers-name​  @blessedboo​  @megapeacelovemusic-blog​ @emoengelfurleben​ @blowmymbackout​ @abby-splace​ @kola95​ @black-repunzel99​ @redpoodlern​  @myakai13​

@cruzwalters​  @danimals1096 @po3ticb3auty​ @lyly00​ @im-just-a-mississippi-girl​  @angel-121​ @fanfic-n-tabulous​ @90sisthenew80s​ @lovelytricia @librarian1002

[cloveroctobers]

black mascara — EZ REYES

A|N: in honor of the season 5 trailer, I had to write a little something. This one will actually be small since I don’t have too much to go off of in writing this but I can’t lie and say I’m not a little fired up! So get comfy.

GIF BELONGS to: @dailymayans

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“See that crave for power…that’s seeping through your pores is exactly what’s gonna get you killed, Ezekiel.”

“…if that happens to be the case, I hope they know their prayers well because I’ll still be here from beyond the grave.”

She did not know this person that she sat face to face with. She didn’t even know what that statement means. Majority of the time Hadiza kept out of The Mayans business, despite the fact that her older brother Franky interacted with them from time to time. She knew Ezekiel way before he decided to join the club and although she’s seen the Mayans around town, she didn’t have much of a opinion when the man first brought the idea to the table a week before his release.

Now she wished she would have.

Back then she trusted that Ez knew what he was doing.

This Ezekiel was not the man she used to know.

Hadiza had a feeling this would happen, that as soon as Ezekiel got into the president’s chair, a whole new level of danger would be unleashed. She saw the shift in Ezekiel throughout his time in the charter happen gradually, that her worries started to keep her up at night. The lack of sleep even proposed her to talk to Felipe about it, who simply listened and still had faith in his baby boy until Gabby came around.

Which was kinda foul the longer she thought about it. Was her word really not good enough when she’s been around? She’ll have to take that up with Felipe at a later time, respectfully.

She’s known Ezekiel since high school…it’s been years since they stepped into their adulthood. However a good portion of Ezekiel’s youth was ripped away from him the night his mother died.

Yes people change…but not like this.

Hadiza was beginning to think that a piece of Ezekiel died with his mother that day but what could she say about him now? So much has happened since then and He wasn’t the same—sure it was foolish to think that he would be completely healed from that tragedy but the light in his pretty honey eyes, did not reflect what was beyond them or what was on the outside.

“So that’s it then,” she raised her shoulders, “you’re gonna waste your life away for reckless shit? You’re better than this Ezekiel.”

“What do you exactly expect me to do? This is the duty that I’ve strived for. And you’re looking at me as if we didn’t know it would always end up being this way. I know you didn’t think this shit was rainbows and daisies, you’re much smarter than gabby in that sense.” Ezekiel bit, yanking a cigarette from his pocket.

Hadiza shook her head, “speaking ill of the dead…somebody that you killed and claimed to love like she was just nothing to you. I’m not feeling this. Or you.”

“There’s the door, fucking use it,” Ezekiel flared his nostrils as he pointed at the exit, “you’re the one who came here trying to preach to me what I’ve already heard. And what I’ve told myself before back when I was weak. What? you thought shit was gonna change because it’s coming from you? I’ve got to be smarter than that, especially when it comes to the club and nothing you can say to me right now…matters.”

“Then what does, motherfucker?!” She was on her feet now, “greed? Selfishness? No wait. I got it, your ego.”

The man lifted his shoulders, not needing to say anything more or seemed to be the least bit phased by the irritation that was showing in his long-time friend’s frame.

“Going after the sons—

“I don’t want to hear it.” Ez glared, “I’ve seen enough wars to not fear a damn thing. Don’t you ever question: Where does fear get you, diza? Look in the mirror. Everybody pays a price with the cards they’ve been dealt.”

The woman chewed down on her bottom lip in annoyance, “and just how much are you willing to lose?”

“That’s something I’ve got to reflect on in my own time…but you’re here.” Ezekiel kept his eyes trained on the woman, puffing on his cigarette.

Before Hadiza could lose the courage she said, “Fuck your subliminal and fuck you.”

“We’ve already done that, remember? With Sofia watching in the background. I think the message then was very clear and something you should thank me for.”

That was so low and disrespectful, considering that Hadiza had a moment and went to someone who she thought cared about her well-being. At that time she just received the news that her fiancé wanted to break off the engagement after cheating on her with a co-worker and the first person she went to was Ezekiel. He was the first person she thought about and felt complete with—a mistake on her end, sure but she wasn’t expecting him to have company other than Sally.

The smirk that was on his lips was smacked right off by her hand. However that did not stop Ez from yanking on her wrist and getting into her face.

Anyone was fair game at this point.

This she knew deep down.

He could end it all, right here in this trailer.

What made her any different?

Did he even love her anymore? Or was she just another ploy in the way Ezekiel floated around life now? Hadiza was not part of the club so why was she becoming collateral damage?

“You don’t get to come here and think our friendship and reminiscing about the old times, or guilt trip me about Gabby, would stop me or save me from myself. That’s not your job, never was amor. Sorry I couldn’t live in your fantasy of being a good ol’ friend to you anymore. But that’s life, so either continue standing by and keep your mouth shut or take a walk and don’t look back.” Ezekiel gritted into her face and that hurt more than him squeezing her wrist.

The black ink dripped down her brown cheeks as she hissed, “you’re done to me.”

And this she hoped she meant. She couldn’t stick around and she knew Ezekiel was pushing her to do so but ultimately it was her choice. Her eyes stung from the makeup as she clenched them closed, fighting away the memories of their teenage years: watching Ezekiel love Emily, having intense debates over literature in class and outside of, him being there for her first heartbreak and attempting to get angel to drive him to the asshole who broke her heart house to egg it and piss on their front doorstep, to Marisol Reyes encouraging her to keep loving her son the best way that she knew how…

“Good,” Ezekiel breathed into her face, shoving her fist back down her by her sides.

He broke eye contact after awhile since she no longer had any words for him. He placed the cigarette back to his lips as he slouched back on the couch. Hadiza swiped the mascara from the bags underneath her eyes, deeply inhaling and battled with herself on what to do or say.

The words fell empty just like the relationship she once had with the man she called her best friend.

She sniffed as she snatched up her bag, making sure she had her keys before she took her exit. The door to the trailer opened on her way, revealing Sofia who easily picked up on the tension in the home. Her dark eyes shifted between the pair but Hadiza patiently waited for the wavy haired woman to get out of her way.

Ez pressed his elbows into his knees as he grunted, “What is it, Sofia?”

If Hadiza continued to be foolish she would have tried to believe that the tone of his voice was telling her something, besides him being an asshole. That perhaps he didn’t truly want their friendship to end but that’s the difference between the two, she didn’t have to be selfish.

“Um, you’ve some company. Bishop and Tranq are outside.” Sofia informed as she stepped into the trailer with Sally.

Ez quickly got to his feet, putting his cigarette out in a nearby ashtray and brushed his shoulder by Hadiza as he left the trailer. Sofia easily picked up on the woman taking a sharp breath at his actions but didn’t speak on it.

It didn’t take the most intelligent person to understand that something transpired between the two. Their relationship didn’t threaten what she had with EZ and in a way, Sofia actually thought it was beautiful. How their relationship didn’t appear to be transactional or circumstantial. How simply being next to each other was enough for them. Or it used to be. Yet Sofia wasn’t naïve to think that it would last with the new propositions EZ took on.

Sometimes that’s just the way life worked out and the sooner Hadiza figured that out…maybe she could protect her heart a bit better.

It was a little awkward as Hadiza had to collect herself, hand on the trailer’s door before she went outside. Sofia wasn’t one for words and she wasn’t sure anything she could say would provide comfort for Hadiza either. After what happened right here in this trailer, weeks ago, it’s not like the two had the chance to really talk about it.

They didn’t have to but it seemed like Hadiza always had a lot on her mind.

Thankfully for Sofia, Hadiza pushed the door open, not sparing her a glance, either placing herself on autopilot or trying her best to ignore her presence—it didn’t bother Sofia one way or another as Hadiza left the home.

“See you around then,” Sofia muttered, taking a seat on the couch, after the door clicked shut behind Hadiza.

Her long legs kicked up the dirt as she passed by the group of men on the side. She couldn’t get away from the place fast enough, feeling her heart being squeezed with each step she took.

“Hey,” Tranq started to call out to the woman but it was almost as if she heard nothing while she shoved herself into her car.

Bishop’s eyes were back on EZ as his eyes briefly burned into Hadiza’s retreating form. He just knew the Reyes brother fucked that up and it’s a shame because he was fond of the girl, despite her having a connection to a pig. Of course he never fully trusted her (by no fault of her own) but she was kind enough whenever she rarely showed up to club.

He kept it silent but he knew his body language did enough talking for him as EZ focused back on him.

“Tonight is the night, round everybody up.” Ez ordered, stalking off and daring a glance at Hadiza’s car and over his shoulder as he stood on the steps of his trailer, while she backed off the lot and sped away, eyes solely on what was in front of her and not what was left behind in the rear view.

Ez swallows down the small lump that wants to form in his throat but that wasn’t important right now. He had other things to tend to and Hadiza was no longer one of them.

Instead of running back, she ran to her mother’s arms who was less than thrilled to see her baby this upset over a man who she trusted to be good to her child.

Later Hadiza found herself in her mother’s hands again when she received the devastating but expected news from Angel Reyes on her door step. She broke down in the doorway right in front of him and she knew the eldest brother couldn’t handle that amount of heartache that he also shared, despite him placing a kiss to the top of her head and leaving her with one of EZ’s dog tags, he left her with the woman who gave her life to deal with the weight of the lost on his own.

Hadiza then sent a letter to Felipe a couple of days before she decided to take her life elsewhere, away from all that Santo Padre showed her. She wasn’t sure if there would even be a funeral or memorial but she had to get out while she can still stand.

Antigua was always a place Hadiza wanted to visit and now she can say that she lives here comfortably.

She left her mother on the front deck to get them a refill of her famous rum punch that was leftover from her mother’s house party yesterday night. Hadiza was humming to herself in solitude until she heard her mother screaming out to her from outside.

The woman did not hesitate to race around the house with a bat, ready to fight off any Osprey’s that decided to invade their property again. Hadiza held her breath as she yanked open the door, eyes wild as she searched for her mother on the deck.

“What is it, ma?” Hadiza exhaled, seeing her mother sitting up on one of the wicker chairs.

Her mother nudged her chin towards the front and Hadiza cautiously took a step towards the railing. A few of her fingertips rested on the banister as she leaned over a bit, looking over at the new found community they both settled into. It was quiet as usual, air warm, seaweed scented, and fresh.

She wasn’t sure what had spooked her mother until her eyes settled down by the cars parked along the curb. Her eyes moved to the left a bit and she had to rub at one of them to make sure her mind wasn’t playing tricks on her. It tended to do that the first couple of weeks she settled in the country. Lately she’s been okay. A figure stood by a identical golf cart (that they had in their driveway) that was parked right behind Hadiza’s car, fitted cap on their head as their hands held onto a mobile device.

Her throat went dry before she could even muster up and ask if she could help the person locate who they were searching for…because she knew it was him before those honey eyes looked up at her.

“Ezekiel.” She shuddered, feeling her mother get to her feet behind her, like the DJ Khalid meme, almost like she wasn’t still healing from the last Osprey attack two weeks ago.

Her mother also gripped onto the banister, “Oh hell no. I rebuke this demonic spirit, get away from here!”

And tossed the freshly watered plant at Ezekiel who side-stepped the assault.

“Hey, Mrs—it’s just me!”

“I know! Aren’t you supposed to be dead, you bastard?!” She yelled back.

Hadiza whispered at the woman, “Ma, please.”

The woman humphed, folding her arms as she waddled back to the chair, already aware how this would go.

Hadiza pointed the bat at Ezekiel, “wait right there.”

“Not if you’re gonna beat my ass.”

“I’ll think about it by time I get downstairs.”

Hadiza’s mother cackled at that, knowing she raised her baby with some sort of sense.

Hadiza couldn’t tell you how she felt but the brain fog was kicking in. She weeped over this man too many times just for him to be here in the flesh, like they all didn’t experience the hell he indulged in back in Santo Padre.

Her mother was right to think a demon was standing in front of their home. The anger Hadiza directed at EZ after receiving the news of his death was like no other emotion Hadiza’s had before but she found peace in Antigua.

She halted at the front door, noticing EZ fumbling with his fingers after the phone disappeared from his hold. Hadiza took her time going down the few front steps, crossing through the grass and down the slope to the gravel.

The man looked up at her approach, carefully reaching up to lift the cap from his head to mess around with the brim of the hat as Hadiza moved closer but almost not close enough.

His eyes immediately went to her head, noticing that the mountain of coarse hair that she had was long gone into a buzzed style now.

He smiled, “you finally did it huh? I know you’ve been eating ‘em up more than ever out here.”

And she couldn’t stand it, her eyes scanning the old yellowing of bruises and cuts on his face, puffing out a laugh at his compliment as she almost collapsed into his arms, bringing his body so tight to hers that he thought he would break her rib cage but he followed through with the same actions.

Her chin buried into his shoulder, one of his hands around the small of her back, and the other cradling the back of her head, he heard her sob against him and he couldn’t be more apologetic.

When they pulled apart, she held onto his face analyzing the marks on his skin before she inflicted her own attack on his lower half.

“Hey! Ow!” A good whack to the top of his head, made Ezekiel stop taking the hits as he gripped her wrists again.

Except this time was different, his touch was much more softer.

“I’m sorry okay. I’m sorry for filling your head up with doubts and making you believe that I didn’t give a shit about our friendship. When quite frankly—no pun intended, you’re the best got damn thing that’s been in my life.” His hands slipped into holding her hands into his own large ones.

And the way he was staring at Hadiza, let her know that this was the old Ezekiel she had missed. It was the spark in his eyes that made her feel safe, given what he got himself involved in.

He could see her mind spinning with questions, the corners of her eyes damp with tears.

“What did I say to you when we first became friends?”

“…’jalapeños on these nachos are missing and I make better ones than these whack ass ones you’re eating.’” Hadiza actually thought about this.

Which made a goofy grin appear on Ez’s face and he shook his head with a sigh, “yeah I think I did say that but after that? I said you’re stuck with me if you choose me. It would always be Kiel and Diza for life, remember?”

It was ironic that he wanted to think back when he basically was rude as hell to her about this in his trailer months ago. The bitterness was still in the pit of her stomach but the higher road wanted her to be happy that this man, her best friend, Ezekiel Lorenzo Reyes was very much still alive.

Hadiza wasn’t sure how the fuck he did it but here he was, wiping away her black mascara before holding her hands in his again.

A small smile appeared on her lips as she peered down at their hands, lifting their conjoined hands up to place her lips right on the back of his hands. Ezekiel let out a breath he wasn’t aware that he was holding.

“For life.” She repeated, staring at him underneath her eyelashes.

He nodded his head, not breaking eye contact as she pulled the necklace from around her and placed it back on Ezekiel where it belonged. He glanced down at it, a new wave of emotions hitting him as he realized a piece of him was always with the one woman he deeply cared for.

“Let’s get inside.” Hadiza told him, as he leaned over to place a kiss to her full cheek.

She turned, her hand still resting in one of his hands as he reached for the fallen bat with the other, “think I might need this if I try to give your mom a hug.”

Hadiza laughed, “Baby steps, Kiel.”

“That’s fair.” He answers from behind her, letting her lead the way to her new home.

Perhaps now here in the Caribbean, they had the chance to create a better life, a better friendship together with no more black ink or blood spills blinding the way.

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Continue along with my anthology works that were written during the spring season here.

[danzer8705]

Mayans Is Over 😭 -No Spoilers

I just watched season 5 episode 10. Mayans is over. I’m not sharing anything about the episode or even the season in this post. I have lots of feelings about it though, some good & yes, some bad. But, regardless Mayans is my favorite show. Of all time, and of course Sons of Anarchy is right there with it. I’m so sad that it’s over. So sad. But I don’t feel the same way I did when Sons ended. And that’s because of all of the amazing writers here on Tumblr keeping these characters alive! Of course the stories are all so different than the show, and honestly, I am really grateful for that. These characters will live on because of your writings. So thank you. (I know I will forget people & forgive me) but here’s a hug & love to just a few of my fellow Mayan lovers!

@jvalentinesworld-cokes-hyna @darklydeliciousdesires @darqchilddaydreamz @withmyteeth @drabbles-mc @spaghettificationandpretzels @thegirlwhowritesfics @bullet-prooflove @garbinge @the-hinky-panda

[mysoulisasunflower]

First Appearance of The Boys !

Mayans MC | 1.1 Perro/Oc

[the-hinky-panda]

I'm back on my Mayans bullshit and trying to write for Riz.

This is your warning.

[michaelirby]

Mayans MC Season 5 Watch/Download

hey y'all! if you don't know the drill, I'll be uploading every episode of season 5 as they come out (probably a day or two after it airs). You can watch the episodes on the platform, or you can download them (they're all in 1080p).

Season 5 Watch/Download

and if anyone would like to help me pay for my vpn (it renews in a few days and this is how i'm able to actually get the eps) then my ko-fi is linked here.

c*sh*pp: $honeyjexxy

and remember: if the FBI asks, I don't know you and you don't know me

[spaghettificationandpretzels]

Mayans season 5 trailer

So, I've gone through the thing frame by frame and I have some ideas.

I think this is connected to the scene later on when we see him beating the shit out of someone.

He's using the same hand.

We know this isn't Coco and the guy behind Bishop might be a prospect since he doesn't have a patch on the left side.

That's got to be Creep.

There are two options here, the SONS are beating a Mayan, or the Mayans are beating a SON, either way, Isaac stops it after watching on so he's in control somehow.

Judging by the length of her hair, it's been a while, at least 6 months.

I'm pretty sure that's Letti, I can't identify the hand tat.

I think that's Emily and judging by the banket, she's in her kids room.

[crow-writer]

Carving pumpkins with Tranq...

Summary: This is a little sequel to the imagine about Going to the pumpkin patch with Tranq. Here he and the reader carve their pumpkins together! A/N: I know it’s past Halloween, but this has been sitting in my drafts for a while now. Hope you enjoy!

- After the two of you picked up a lot of different pumpkins at the pumpkin patch, you would decide to carve them right the next morning.

- Tranq is trying to pretend that he is doing it because it makes you happy, but you can kind of tell that he’s looking forward to it. After all, the knifes and markers are already waiting next to the pumpkins on the kitchen table when you wake up.

- You like playing around with funny designs, while Tranq is more into the ‘classic’ scary faces so you decide to do some of each and create a little pumkin village on your front porch.

- While you go right into it and sort of ‘freestyle’ your designs, Tranq already looked up inspiration pictures on his phone (that man has a secret Pinterest account) and spends forever outlining the designs on his pumpkins.

- After about an hour you decide to take a little break and make some coffee and sandwiches for breakfast. Tranq doesn’t really take a pause, but places a kiss on your hand as you put his breakfast down next to him.

- You convince him to try a sip of your Pumpkin Spice Latte, thinking it will fit the mood, though he prefers his black coffee. “More for me then”, you chuckle and drink your PSL while watching him for a little longer.

- By afternoon there are 12 pumpkins in different shapes, colours and sizes sitting on your front porch, just waiting for it to get dark outside.

- Tranq and you simply can’t wait for night to come, so as soon as it gets dusky outside, you light the candles and admire your work before going inside to eat the pumpkin soup you made.

- “Did you enjoy yourself, mi amor?”, Tranq would ask while looking out the window at your glowing pumpkins. “I think we both did”, you’d smile while pressing a kiss on his cheek.

[band--psycho]

New Character Update

So there's a few characters that I've been meaning to write for, I have a few ideas of my own but I would love to get some requests for them!!

The new character are:

LT. Simon 'Ghost' Riley - Modern Warfare

CPT. John Price - Modern Warfare

Alucard (Adrian Tepes)- Castlevania

Treveor Belmont - Castlevania

Gilber 'Gilly' Lopez - Mayans M.C

Hank Loza - Mayans M.C

Angel Reyes- Mayans M.C

Nestor Oceteva - Mayans M.C

As I said before I would love to get some requests for any of the characters above (the requests can be fluffly, angsty, smutty, or a mixture of all of them if you wish).

I will be continuing to post the stories for my 3.6k drabble challenge in the mean time so stay tuned for those as well!

Thank you all for your continued support! 💛

[bullet-prooflove]

Hello! Please could you do prompt “Such a saint but such a whore” for Hank Loza 😍

You have the patience of a saint, Hank has always thought that especially when he watches you deal with guys like Jay Reno, who want to scrutinise every single shot you take of his booth before he’ll even consider paying you.

The two of you were supposed to be meeting up when the convention closed at ten pm. You usually get a quick drink at the bar to unwind before the you head up to whosever room is closest for a little after-hours fun.

It’s quarter to eleven now and Jay is still monopolising your time. You shoot Hank an apologetic look and he smiles with a small shrug of his shoulders to show he gets it.

This is the first time the two of you have been in the same space in exactly a year, he can wait a little longer. It takes thirty more minutes before you’re able untangle yourself from the situation. The bars already closing so Hank ends up inviting you to his room for a nightcap.

The two of you don’t get that far because the moment the elevator doors are closed something inside you snaps and you’re kissing him like there’s no tomorrow. His mouth covers yours, his body pinning you to the mirrored wall as your hands grip his kutte yanking him closer.

“Fuck,” You mutter, your hands already slipping down to his belt. “I couldn’t concentrate on anything he was saying. All I could think about was how good you fuck me.”

He smiles against your lips, his hands already delving underneathe your dress where he knows you’re already bare and wanting. You slipped your panties in his pocket earlier on in the evening and they’ve been rubbing against his cock through his jeans ever since.

You’re such a whore for him, you tell him this as he fucks you with his fingers on the short ascent up to his floor. When the elevator stops, neither of your exit because he has you on the edge, that pretty pink flush creeping up your cheeks as he covers your mouth with the palm of his hand, stifling the noise you make as you climax around him.

You look so fucking debauched, skirt bunched up around your hips, skin glowing in the aftermath as he withdraws his fingers and pushes them in between your lips.

“Such a bad girl.” He teases working them a little deeper. “Couldn’t even wait until we got to the room. What am I going to do with you?”

You moan around his fingers and Hank knows he’s got you exactly where he wants you.

[zaenight]

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