#angel reyes x female oc

[kindnessisweakness2]

Masterlist!!

Delusional (Jax Teller X OC!)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28

*** (Jax Teller X OC!) - Havent worked out a name for this yet!!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14

Perfect Chaos (Angel Reyes X OC!) 

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4  Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10

You Were A Bet (Angel Reyes X OC)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 

[mrsamaroevans]

HC | Being Bishop’s Daughter & Dating Angel

Fandom: Mayans M.C.

Pairing: Angel Reyes x Bishop’s Daughter (Reader).

Words: 804.

Warnings: Some bad words. Slightly sexual talk.

A/N: English is not my first language, so, sorry if there are grammar mistakes or if the redaction is poor. *Gif is not mine* Maybe I’ll write more about Bishop’s daughter x Angel, don’t judge me, I really like the idea, also... what would it be if Bishop’s daughter dates Miguel? Oh god, stop me!

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No one knew that Bishop had a daughter until one day, you appeared in the clubhouse ‘cause your mother’s boyfriend kicked you out.

“We’ve talked about this, you can’t be here”

“I’m a grown-up, pa! I can stand your life now. But, if you don’t want me here, I can move in with Dylan, he asked me to three weeks ago”

Bishop took your phone from your hands when he saw you were about to call someone. He pointed at you with his index finger “I have to go to templo, don’t move”

The truth was that you had broken up with Dylan three months before that happened, but you knew how much your father hated him so he would let you stay at his house.

After that day, you started to spend a lot of time in the clubhouse, and, you made friends with everyone very quickly.

Everyone but Angel.

Angel kept his distance. He saw you twice or three times in a bar before, but you were always with Dylan so he never talked to you. He promised himself he would make a move the next time he’d see you.

But now, he could never make a move knowing that Bishop is your father. I mean, you’re literally his boss’s daughter.

One day, you came from the supermarket with a lot of bags ‘cause you said you’d cook for the club. When you were coming outside to grab more bags, Angel came inside with the rest of them.

Since that day that Angel helped you to cook lunch, he never came inside or left the clubhouse without talking to you.

One night, at a party of the MC, you both got drunk in a way you never got before. The next day, you woke up in his bed, not remembering what happened, but it was very obvious.

Since then, your relationship turned to a friends with benefits thing.

Flirting and teasing in front of everyone —always being careful when Bishop was around—

Kisses in the cheeks when no one was looking.

When they had to go to a run, Angel pulled you to somewhere where no one could watch, just to kiss you.

Bishop was known for being observant, so, he started to suspect something was happening between you two, but he would never say anything, mostly because he loved to scare you whenever he appeared in the room.

“We need to tell him,” Angel said one day when you were lying in his bed looking at the ceiling and covered only with the sheets “I’m sick of hiding and always worrying whenever he wants to talk to me”

“What are we gonna say? ‘Hey, pa, guess what? The nights when I come home late, it’s because I was fucking with Angel at his place, isn’t that nice?’”

You pulled the sheets off of your body and got up from bed to get dressed and go home while Angel stood in the same position.

“Is only that for you?” he asked when you were about to ask for an uber.

“I don’t remember you asking for something more”

That night, when you were about to grab your shoes, Angel pulled you back to bed. You were on top of him, his arms hugging you tightly when he said: “I’m asking for something more right now”

At that moment, Bishop knew what was going on. After all, you two were not that careful as you thought and your father was enjoying his time scaring the shit out of you.

“He’s gonna kill me, I swear,” Angel told you after talking to Bishop. You two were outside, he was fixing something in his bike and you were at his side just watching him. Your father thought it would be hilarious to call him to templo.

“I’ll talk to him tonight”

“Why don’t we tell him together?”

“I know my father; I’ll talk to him first”

When you talk to your father, he started laughing and that’s when you knew he knew it all the way. You were so pissed ‘cause all your worry was for nothing.

But with Angel…

Your father didn’t laugh.

Bishop was serious, like, really serious.

Angel had never seen him like that before, not even with something with the club.

“How it went?” you asked, offering him a beer when he went out of templo.

“He said he’ll chop my dick off if I hurt you”

You laughed and nodded “Be careful, I’m pretty sure he’d do that” you winked at him, and leaned to kiss his lips “And it would be a shame because you really know how to use it. Surely I’d miss it”

“Don’t say things like that if you don’t want me to take you upstairs to fuck you right now”

“Who says I don’t want?”

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Everything tag list: @may114​

[darklydeliciousdesires]

Bit of moodboarding for From Blood, Love and Courage, y’all!

Next update Friday, although I might be persuaded to update early with enough interest! :D

[lucky-papa]

Angel Gets Pegged

Pairing: Angel Reyes x OC (Valeria Estrada)

Warning: smut, pegging, mention of oral (female receiving), sex toys, ass play

Word count: ~850

A/N: yeah this was some random thought of Angel being a sub mixed with him enjoying being pegged. Enjoy

Tagged: @itsjustmyfantasyroom @witches-unruly-heart

“Just breath, babe. Relax.” A soothing hand moved down Angel’s back.

He was on all fours in front of Valeria. He was comfortable like this on the bed as Val’s hand moved down his back and to his ass. She gave each cheek a slap before grabbing the end of the plug buried between his cheeks.

“C’mon, baby. Don’t tease me.” Angel whined some and looked back at Valeria. She smirked, slapping his ass again and gently played with the plug. She moved it slowly in a circle and played with the end of the plug.

“So needy. You can’t wait to get fucked, hm? Maybe if you beg you’ll get what you want.” Valeria said as she heard a while come from Angel who looked at her with his brown eyes.

“Please, Val. Please. Necesito que me folles.” Angel begged in Spanish. Valeria couldn’t deny him when he was begging. He looked so hot. Val gave his ass a slap once again before she slowly began pulling the plug out. Angel let out a moan as the toy was removed and thrown to the side of the bed. She adjusted the harness onto her body, making sure it sat comfortably on her. Val grabbed a condom from the nightstand where Angel kept them but never used them. She tore the packaging and rolled the condom out.

Valeria made sure to put a little extra lube over the toy and smear it all over. She moved behind Angel, running a free hand over his back and slowly down his back. Her other hand was on the toy, teasing his tight hole. Angel got whiny as he pressed against the toy as Val rubbed his back more.

“Relax, Angel. Just breath, okay?” Valeria told her. Angel nodded softly as he relaxed and began to steady his breathing. Valeria gave a gentle push of her hips as the toy pushed slowly into Angel. The toy was a very unfamiliar feeling to him but he asked for this. He wanted this.

Val pushed more into him, inching the toy into him until he was filled. The groan that escaped from his lips was music to her ears as she waited for him to adjust before slowly pulling out and pushing back in. The way Angel moaned at the feeling of Valeria thrusting in and out of him, it was something she never heard from his before.

Angel gripped the sheets tightly as he fell forward and hid his face in the pillow. Fuck, it felt like Heaven and Angel couldn’t get enough.

“You like that, baby? Feel good?” Valeria said as her hands moved to Angel’s hips as she found a steady pace. Angel was moaning loud with each thrust and nodded his head.

“Feels amazing, baby. Oh, fuck. I need more.” He groaned out as he began pushing back against her. Val smirked at Angel and began thrusting harder and faster into him. Angel began falling apart under her.

“Well, Angel? You gonna cum?” Valeria smirked as she heard him getting louder with his moans. Angel nodded, unable to form words. Val pulled out of him slowly receiving a whine from Angel.

“Move to your back. I wanna watch you cum.” Angel listened to her as he moved to lay on his back. Valeria smirked and pushed back into Angel, watching his face contort from slight pain to pleasure. Val watched him as she began thrusting harder into him, watching the way he bit his lip to suppress his moans. Val looked down at Angel’s cock that was rock hard and begging for attention. It leaked pre-cum, was red and swollen.

Val giggled softly as she grabbed his cock and began to quickly stroke it. Angel was a mess, his back was arching off the bed as he began to feel overwhelmed. Val was watching him, speeding up her thrusts and her stroking. Val could feel Angel was going to cum and kept up her pace thrusting into him while she moved to stroke just his tip.

Angel let out a strangled moan as he released his seed all over Val’s hand and his stomach. Val slowed her thrusting to a stop and slowly pulled the toy from Angel. He was a panting mess just laying there. Val smirked, proud of her work while she wiped her hand and Angel’s stomach clean with a few tissues on the nightstand.

“We’re not done yet, Angel Reyes. I’m going to sit on your face and you’re going to eat me out until you’re ready for me to ride you.” Val said as she tossed the tissues to the side and began to remove the harness.

“You’re going to be the death of me.” Angel groaned as Val crawled up on the bed and placed her legs on each side of his head. Val smirked down at him and tangled her fingers in his hair and gave him a quick pull. He moaned at the feeling, looking up at Valeria before he got to work running his tongue through her soaking lips.

[sincerelyasomebody]

Mama || Leticia "Letty" Cruz

(GIF: @angels-reyes)

A/N: This was created because I've seen some speculation that Letty may not make it to the end of Season 3 (😭🥺). My mind needed something fluffy to combat this and so this piece came about. Apologises for grammatical errors and please let me know if the Spanish translation needs correcting.

Characters/Pairing(s): Letty x Reader (mother-daughter relationship) ▪︎ Coco x Reader (mention) ☆ Mayans MC (brief mention) ▪︎ OCs (receptionist, mother and son duo) 

Summary: Just a mother protecting her daughter. 

Warnings: brief mention of altercation (male and female), description of injuries, fluff, language, nicknames, painkillers (reference to injury) 

Word Count: 1755

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(Y/N) couldn't believe how busy the roads leading to the local high school were. It was a Wednesday, a little after ten and the streets were just packed with cars. She thought it was ridiculous considering people were usually at their jobs and children were in their age appropriate schools. There was no reason for people to be out and about. 

"The light's been green for five seconds!" she yelled and honked her horn, "move!" The driver in front gave her the finger before taking off, "you're so fucking lucky I've got somewhere to be, asshole!" she called out as she drove in the opposite direction. 

When her phone rang during her break, the last person (Y/N) expected to hear from was the receptionist for Santo Padre High School. According to the woman, Leticia (Letty as she was mostly referred to) had been in an altercation with another student and her parents or caregivers were requested to come and meet with the principal. Rachel, the receptionist, mentioned trying to reach her father but going straight to voicemail. With (Y/N) being listed as an emergency contact she was called. 

(Y/N) immediately asked about Letty, but was told that specific details couldn't be discussed over the phone. She found that odd, but accepted it (for the time being) and informed Rachel that she would be there as quickly as she could. After hanging up, she grabbed her belongings and told her manager she had a family emergency to attend to. She was cleared and (Y/N) informed him that she would be taking a week off as well and would keep them updated on her situation. 

From the moment she received the call to the time she pulled up in front of the high school, her thoughts revolved around Letty. Being with Coco for several years allowed (Y/N) to gain some insight to the type of life he had been subjected to. Through a lot of tears, constant reassurance and love (Y/N) was able to break through his tough exterior and get him to believe she was in it for the long haul. When (Y/N) was told by him about his daughter being in a similar environment to what he was in growing up, she demanded him to bring her home.

The second she laid eyes on Letty she saw Coco's features and personality shine through. (Y/N) didn't expect the teenager to respect or trust her right off the bat, but she made sure to let her know that she was here if she needed someone to talk to and gave her space. With every door slam, harsh comment and glare sent her way, (Y/N) continued being herself and showed Letty she wasn't a threat. It was challenging, especially when Coco left on runs, but she pushed through. Eventually the teenager began to accept her father's girlfriend without second guessing her. 

(Y/N) stepped into the main office and found a woman standing beside a teenage boy, who held some paper towels to his nose and had a couple of scratches on his face. She moved closer and realised the pair were towering over Letty who sat in the corner and was looking down at her lap. Clenching her jaw, she strode over to the trio. 

"Get the fuck away from my daughter!" she glared at the duo and turned around to Letty, who was now standing, "mi niña, are you okay?" she kissed her forehead and cupped her cheeks, "Leticia?" 

The teenager nodded, "uh… y-yeah, I'm fine," she went to move (Y/N)'s hands but winced, "completely fine." 

(Y/N)'s eyes widened at the state of Letty's hands. They were most likely bruised and what shocked her even more was that there was no ice-pack beside her seat. The boy clearly had been given assistance, but her baby girl hadn't and that pissed her off.

"Rachel!" she called out and a woman appeared around the corner, "you're the one who called me right?" 

"Yes." 

"And, you said you couldn't go over specific details of what happened over the phone?" 

"That's correct." 

(Y/N) nodded and gestured towards Letty's hands, "well I'm here now and would like an explanation on why my daughter hasn't been treated and that young man has?" When the mother tried to give a reason, she raised a hand in her face, "this doesn't concern you, this conversation is between Rachel and I." 

Rachel gulped and could feel the anger radiating off of (Y/N), "well… uh, he was bleeding and –"

"Were there other staff members present?" she asked and when she was given a nod, she continued, "why couldn't they have provided medical assistance to my daughter?" 

"She… didn't tell us she was hurt, ma'am, she said she was fine so –"

"Bitch do her hands look fine to you?" 

The mother scoffed, "at least we know where your daughter gets her attitude from." 

(Y/N) turned to her, "shut up, nobody asked for your ass to speak," she gestured towards her son, "the reason your son's looking like a fucked up tomato is completely justified I can vouch for that." 

"Are you kidding me?" She shrieked and pointed to his face, "he's most likely got a broken nose and there's scratches on his face!"

"Exactly, be glad my daughter didn't have a screwdriver on her." (Y/N) replied and almost laughed at the disbelief on the woman's face, "your son deserved every scratch, bruise and possible broken bone."

"Excuse me!?" 

(Y/N) ignored her and turned back around to face Rachel, "Letty and I will be leaving now."

"Mrs Fraser hasn't seen –" 

"My main concern right now is my daughter's well-being," she told her, "and you've got my details on file so I'm sure Mrs Fraser can contact me at a later date." 

Rachel spoke again, "please if you'd just –"

"No." 

(Y/N) picked up Letty's bag and walked over to the desk, with Letty trailing behind her. She quickly signed out on the tablet and the pair walked out of the building. Reaching her car, (Y/N) unlocked it and helped Letty into the passenger seat. Closing her door, she rushed to the driver's side and got in. 

She helped Letty buckle up, before buckling herself in, "everything okay, sweets?" 

"Yeah… uh, thanks." was the response she received, before she started up the car and pulled out of the school parking lot while explaining where they were off to next. 

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"He's always talking shit," Letty explained to (Y/N) about the guy in the office, "it was about time someone shut him up." 

"And you were the person to do so?" 

She shrugged her shoulders, "he ran his mouth and then touched me, so I beat his ass." 

"Two for one special?" 

"Pretty much." 

(Y/N) chuckled, "when your hands heal up, we'll ask one of the guys to teach you a few moves in the ring, thankfully your hands are just bruised and not broken." 

"They still hurt like a bitch." 

"You've got another two hours before you can drink some more painkillers." 

"What would've happened if Coco answered the phone?" Letty questioned.

(Y/N) shook her head, "honey, I don't even think I wanna know what would've happened," she noticed the teen wince, "are you okay?" 

"Yes." 

"Are you sure?"

She huffed, "I'm fine, okay? I was fine when you picked me up. I was fine when we went to the doctor's office. I was fine at the grocery store and I was fine the last time you asked me." 

(Y/N) nodded and pulled into their driveway, putting the car in park, "I'm not gonna apologise about asking how you're feeling. I'm just – I just want to make sure you're okay. But, now I'll stop because I can see I'm annoying you." 

"Yeah, you are." 

She chuckled, "okay, I'll stop, but you'll tell –" 

Letty sighed, "yes, I'll tell you. You really take this parenting thing seriously. I mean… you've been referring to me as your daughter all day and I–I'm not. But you defended me –" 

"And I always will." 

" – against Kyle, his mum and even the receptionist. I–I've never had that before. And, even at the doctor's office you made sure I was seen by a female because you knew it'd make me more comfortable." 

"Letty?" 

"You treat me like I'm yours and you called me your daughter and I… I don't know, I just," she took a deep breath, shook her head and looked out of the window.

(Y/N) waited for her to continue, but she didn't. Thinking back on today's events, she realised she had referred to Letty as her own. She had been doing it in her mind for so long and didn't realise she had said it out in the open. Letty had heard her reference and it seemed to make her uncomfortable and that was something she vowed she wouldn't do. 

"When I started dating your dad he told me about the kids he had. He told me that he wasn't involved in their lives because being away from them was for the best. I asked him what would happen if one day a kid reached out and his response was "if they do, they do. I ain't gonna turn them away", (Y/N) spoke up, "and then you reached out, sweetums. You reached out and your dad took that as a sign. From the moment you entered our lives, it's been a whirlwind of emotions. We're not this picture perfect family, but we're our own version. Despite being almost an adult, Coco still views you as his baby girl. And, honestly, I've been viewing you the same way."

Letty sniffed and looked up, "really?" 

"Absolutely, gorgeous. The moment you stepped through that door you became mine as well," (Y/N) pointed at the front door of their home, before turning to her, "but that doesn't matter if you're not okay with it. I'm not trying to force you to be –" 

"I'm Coco's daughter," she cut in and smiled at (Y/N), "and now I'm yours too." 

(Y/N) beamed with joy and unbuckled her seatbelt, and Letty's, reaching over the middle console to bring the teen into her arms. Letty wrapped her arms around (Y/N), breathing in her (scent). The woman chuckled and kissed her cheek, "I love you, baby girl." 

Letty pulled her closer, "I love you too, mama." 

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Spanish Translations: 

Mi niña - my girl / baby girl

[putas-in-suffering]

The Cherry Stem Gentlemen’s Club  🍒

Masterlist

✨All work is explicit and NSFW unless otherwise stated✨

*Angel falls in love with a stripper (Stripper-verse, smut, Angel Reyes x Stripper!Female Reader/You)

*Take Me To The Moon (Stripper-verse, semi-smut, EZ Reyes x Latina!OC)

*Sugar High (Stripper-verse, smut, Angel Reyes x Stripper!Female Reader/You)

*Daddy’s Daisy (Stripper-verse, smut, Bishop Losa x Latina!OC)

*The Taste of Cherries (Stripperverse/Escort Bae crossover, smut, Miguel Galindo x Escort!Female Reader/You)

[mrsamaroevans]

Salt & Pepper Shaker

Fandom: Mayans M.C.

Pairing: Angel Reyes x Female Reader.

Words: 2,570.

Warnings: Swearing and non-explicit pre-smut.

A/N: English is not my first language, so, sorry if there are grammar mistakes or if the redaction is poor. *Gif is not mine*

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When you stepped inside the M.C headquarters, you felt an intense gaze on you. You ignored it for a couple of seconds and laughed about something Chucky told you. You looked around and saw Angel looking at you from the distance so you smiled at him.

He stood up from his chair, walked in your direction grabbing a beer on the way and you felt what people call butterflies on your stomach when you saw that look on his eyes. Angel looked at you like if he was a predator and you were his prey. The difference between you and a real prey, it’s that you’d never run away from him.

“You made a wrong choice wearing that skirt on a Thursday” he told you once he was inches away from you.

“Did I?” You asked, frowning and taking the beer from his hand “Why?”

Angel smiled and pulled you closer when he wrapped his arm around your waist “Tomorrow is Friday,” he said on your ear, kissing the spot beneath it as you giggled and placed your arm around his neck.

“Yeah, it usually follows after a Thursday” you said, smiling and leaning back to see his face. His eyes were darker and filled with lust.

“Tomorrow you have work and I won’t let you sleep tonight” his hand went down and gave a grip to your ass.

You chuckled and felt your knees weak at his gaze. You perfectly knew that if there were no people watching, he would take you right there. You had no doubts about it.

“I’ll take the risk”

Angel slammed his lips against yours and you kissed him back gladly.

Three hours later, you were sitting on Angel’s lap as you talk with the people around you. It was great to see Angel in his own environment, he looked and seemed relaxed and you loved to see him like that. Just hanging around with his friends, forgetting what they did earlier and not caring about what they had to do the next day.

People used to say that you came into his way to change him and even if you didn’t like the idea, you get why they say that. Angel wasn’t the kind of guy who used to take girls to dates and he didn’t have to tell you that, you knew it on your first date. He seemed out of his comfort zone, he was nervous but was trying to play it cool.

Everyone were taken by surprise when he introduced you to the M.C as his girlfriend and they all thought your relationship wasn’t gonna last. You weren’t offended, you thought it too. Angel seemed to be wild and tough. You never dated someone like him before and maybe that was the reason why you fell so hard for him.

“You want another one?” You asked Angel, pointing to his empty bottle.

“Sure” he nodded and kissed you before you had the chance to stand up “Thanks, cariño”

You stood up and took the bottle of his hand to place it on the box that was on the truck a few meters away from where you were. It wasn’t supposed to take too long, you just took two more bottles and when you turned around to go back, a guy you didn’t know was in front of you.

The guy didn’t seem nice but you tried to handle it. It wasn’t the first time you met someone that insistent and you always succeed rejecting them.

“I have to go back” you said when you noticed he was about to make the conversation longer.

“Why? We’re having a moment here” he said and you chuckled.

“No, I don’t think so…”

“Did you lose something?”

You gave a step back when Angel step in between you and the prospect of the Sons of the Anarchy. You rolled your eyes and sighed seeing what was coming next. It’s not the first time something like that happens and Angel doesn’t understand you’re one hundred percent capable to deal with these situations by yourself.

“Nothing happened, let’s go, Angel” you said, placing your hand on his shoulder and trying to push him away from the prospect “Angel…”

“You should know by now, you can’t look that way at a Mayan’s girl” Angel said, giving another step towards him, completely ignoring you “You should be doing your job instead, prospect” he pronounced that last word as if it was a joke.

“I think she likes attention” the prospect said, looking at your whole body “Just look at how she’s dressed”

“What did you say?” Angel bellowed and when he was about to push him, you got in between again.

“Stop it!” you asked, trying to look him in the eyes but the only thing he could see, was the man behind you.

“I’m sorry man but I thought she was working, you know what I mean? She looks more expensive, though…”

Everything happened fast, Angel stepped aside and threw the first punch at him before you could do anything. One of the bottles of beer fell from your hands when you tried to grab his arm and stand in front of him before the prospect could respond.

“Angel, stop!”

“Step aside!” Angel asked, grabbing your arms and pulling you out of his way.

You heard a lot of noise, someone grabbed your arm and made you stay away from the conflict even when you were trying to get close to Angel. He was shouting and trying to get his hands on the prospect but Coco and Riz were pushing him away while the prospect was being dragged by his people as well.

“You should control your people” the president of the Sons said to Bishop.

“You should control your fucking prospect or I’ll do it myself!” Angel shouted and Riz and Coco had to push him back again “He disrespected my girl!”

“I heard!” Coco nodded without letting him go.

Bishop raised his hand to make them shut. You didn’t hear anything else, that whole situation was way too embarrassing just like every single time something like that happens.

You got rid of Gilly’s grip and walked to the chair in which Angel was sitting before to grab your jacket and putting it on. It didn’t matter how many times you tell Angel how much you hated when he acts like this, he would keep doing it. He went too far this time, though.

“Hey!” You heard Angel’s voice when you were taking your hair out of the jacket “(y/n)…”

“No!” you cut him off and moved when he tried to touch your shoulder “Leave me alone!”

“Where are you going?” he asked when you started to walk to the door that was open ‘cause all of the others bikers went out before than you “It’s late…”

“I said: leave me alone!” you insisted and he took back his hand at seeing you that mad.

He knew what you were thinking, he knew he fucked it up but he couldn’t stay without saying anything after that prospect basically said you looked like a prostitute.

The street was alone but once you went out to the avenue, it wasn’t that hard to find a taxi.

Coco called you the whole way to your place, but you just threw your phone at the bottom of your purse. You weren’t in the mood to talk to anyone ‘cause the embarrassment you were feeling was still burning on your body, even the driver didn’t try to have a conversation with you, ‘cause your face still radiated madness.

Once you get out of the elevator in your building, you saw Angel leaning beside your door. It was obvious he was going to arrive before than you. His bike avoided the traffic pretty well.

You sighed and walked to open your door "Leave me the fuck alone!" You said getting angrier when the door didn’t close ‘cause was stopped by Angel's hand "I'm serious, Angel! I don't want to see you right now!"

“Why?” He asked, closing the door and following you to the kitchen “I was defending…”

“No!” You shouted as you poured water on a glass for you “I had everything controlled!”

“No, you didn’t!”

“I did!” You shouted again turning to him and leaving the glass on the counter “You know how much I hate that attitude of yours but you don’t care… In front of all the M.C… That was embarrassing!”

“Next time don’t dress like a fucking slut so I won’t be embarrassed too!”

You slapped him. You couldn’t help it and didn’t feel remorse about it. It was the first time Angel disrespect you in any way and you were on your right to be furious. He knew what he said was wrong since the moment his words came out of his mouth.

“I don’t need your fucking permission to dress whatever I want to!” you said, pushing him by his chest not only once, but twice “You were so proud when you used to hang out with a different slut every night, what’s different now, huh? What!?”

Angel grabbed your arms tightly on a way of trying to stop your slaps on his chest. He made you go backwards until your lower back hit the counter violently.

"What? You're gonna hit me?" you asked, laughing and pushing him to try to release from his grip "You want to beat me? Do it!" another push "Do it, Angel, we both know you want to!" one more push "Just do it!"

Angel grabbed the back of your head and slammed his lips against yours making you grunt. You were so pissed with him that the only thing on your head was trying to push him away from you. You hit his chest but his free arm wrapped your waist pinning you down against him.

After a couple of seconds of fighting, you gave in and kissed him back. It was hard to resist when his lips and all of him were so addictive.

The kiss was hard and rough and desperate. Both of you were trying to gain control over the situation. His tongue on your mouth, feeling the taste of beer of each other and giving small breaks to catch some air. His hands roamed across your body until they landed tightly on your ass making you moan on his mouth.

Soon, the kiss turned you both on and your gasps and moaning were the only sound in your apartment. His lips went down your chin to your neck and he squeezed your ass at hearing those sounds your throat was making. Your hands went down to his jeans trying to unbuttoned them once he sat you up to the kitchen counter after taking your panties off and pulling your skirt up on your waist.

Sex with Angel was always good. Either was rough and quick or sweet and slow. But the sex when you were in the middle of an argument mostly because of his jealousy, that rough, heated, angry sex was something else that you always enjoyed the most and ended up begging for more.

He knew for sure that he wasn't your owner, and even though you hated that kind of possessive side of him, it always turned you on and led you to the best sex you could have.

Both of your breathings were heavy once you reached your highest level of pleasure. Angel's hands were still on your back grabbing you tight feeling your body still shaking as your forehead rested on his shoulder. He pulled out of you and pressed his lips against your neck.

You looked him in the eyes for a second before he kissed you. This time was sweeter and shorter and it didn’t matter how angry you were still with him, the butterflies were still on your stomach. Angel got apart to watch your face, he touched your cheek being as delicate as he could while you untangled your legs from his waist to jump off the counter to fix your skirt.

Your breathing wasn’t still back to normal when your feet touched the floor. You had to hold into the counter when you felt your knees weak and your look came down to where your feet were planted. The glass of water was broken on the floor alongside a salt and pepper shaker.

"You have to clean this up" you demanded and then leaned to pick up your underwear.

Madness still in your body when you walked to your bedroom and locked yourself on the bathroom. Yes, Angel sure knew how to use his tool but that didn’t mean he was less idiot.

Twenty minutes later, you were under the covers of your bed lying on your side looking at the window. Your bedroom was dark and Angel didn’t turn on the light when he came in. You heard how he took his clothes off and a few minutes later, you felt the mattress moving when he got into the bed. He got closer to you and then, you felt his arm on your waist passing for your chest as his body was pressing against yours.

"I'm sorry for saying you looked like a slut" he whispered, kissing your cheek and leaving his lips against your skin a few more seconds "That was wrong"

"It was" you agreed nodding.

"It wasn’t even true; it was just... I was so mad for the way those assholes were looking at you... Like they were undressing you on their heads… it wasn’t only the prospect…”

"What you don't understand is: that even if those men were looking at me... I wasn’t looking at them. I was too busy looking at you” you confessed and he hugged you tighter "Why would I look at them? Surely they can't fuck like you"

He chuckled, burying his face into the crook of your neck "They can't"

"How do you know? Have you fucked them?" You teased and he roared with laughter making you laugh too.

"I love that skirt, though" he said once his laughter calmed down "It makes it hard for me to not have my hands all over you... Those legs and that ass you have look so damn fine on that skirt!"

"That's why I wore it" You said, turning only a bit to look at him "I never dress for men. I always do it for me. But I know what that skirt causes on you, so, today I dressed for me and you. Not them"

You could see him smile, his hand on your waist made you lay on your back so he could kiss you better “I love you” he whispered so close to your lips, but you shook your head.

"You broke my favorite salt shaker" you said with a disapproving look.

"Really?” He asked, cocking an eyebrow and grinning “You didn't seem to care when you were asking me to go faster" he said, placing his body between your legs and leaning down your neck again.

You chuckled "Oh, so you were only pleasing me?" you asked sarcastically.

Angel shrugged "Your wishes are my orders, preciosa"

"You have to buy me another one, though" you said and he chuckled on your neck.

"I will" Angel promised, kissing the skin under your ear.

And he kept both of the promises he made that night.

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[lucky-papa]

I'd really love seeing how Angel helped Val after she got out! ❤️

A/N: sorry this took soooooo long!!

It was only going to be a few months, a few months at the shitty bar to get her enough money for an apartment. But the manager was a complete asshole. He took all of Val’s tips, he was sexually harassing her and overall made her feel like shit. It was just a temporary job.

The only thing that made it worth it was a guy that always came in with his buddy almost every night. Valeria learned his name was Angel and as tough as he looked, he was a big sweetheart. He was always standing up to Val’s manager, making sure she was being treated right. 

Angel watched as Val’s manager was shouting at her, for messing something up by accident. He said he was deducting her pay for the last few hours and Valeria almost broke down. That’s all she needed to put the first few months of rent down for the place she was looking. She apologized sheepishly to her manager before rushing off to the bathroom. Angel got up and followed after her, shooting a glare at her manager.

“Val? Dulce, you in there?” Angel asked, knocking on the bathroom door. He heard the door unlock and Valeria opened the door.

“S-sorry about that.” Angel looked down at her and wrapped his arms around her in a hug.

“He shouldn’t be treating you like that. You’re a person and not a machine.” Angel explained as Val chuckled softly and pulled away from him.

“He’s deducting my next few hours of pay… that’s all I needed for three months rent for this place I’ve been looking at. Guess I gotta hope there’s still room in the shelter for me.” Valeria sighed. She hated that she lived in a homeless shelter but she had nowhere to go one she was released. Her family abandoned her and she had no one on the outside. Angel looked down at her and signed as he pulled his wallet out.

“How much do you need?” Angel said as he pulled cash out of his wallet. Val held her hands up and shook her head.

“I can’t take anything from you, Angel. But thank you.” Valeria said. She could hear the manager shouting for her and she just groaned.

“I wanna help you get away from this asshole. How about I give you the money and you can go on a date with me.” Angel said with a smile. Valeria blushed as she looked between the money and up to him.

“Let me get this right. You’re paying me.. For a date.” Valeria said as Angel chuckled.

“I’m paying you to help you get a better job, a better life. The date is just a bonus.” Angel smiled as Val slowly accepted the money.

“I get off at eleven. I’ll meet you at the back door.” Valeria said as she leaned up some to place a small kiss to Angel’s cheek before shoving the money into her pocket and walking back behind the bar to finish her shift. Angel stood there with the largest smile over his lips, happy she agreed to a date with him.

[drabbles-mc]

Reckless

Michael ‘Riz’ Ariza x OC (Mariella Reyes)

Request from @rizoldlady​: I would love to see story about him dancing with an oc female character. Baby sister to Ez and Angel. Possibly they are dating in secret and Riz blows the secret while dancing with her at a Mayan party. Tango or cha cha. I can see angel getting pissed at riz for kissing his baby sister. Please please pretty please.

Warnings: language, protective and nosey brothers

Word Count: 2.4k

A/N: This was my first time writing for Riz, so please be gentle with me haha. I really loved this prompt though, and had a lot of fun with it! Hope you all enjoy it xo

(I’m a visual person so with OC’s I always have to have photos to help with the pictures in my head so here’s a little something to help if that’s how your brain works too)

There was a knock at the front door. She smiled into the mirror as she put her earrings in and shouted, “It’s open!”

She heard the sound of boots on the floor and moments later she caught Riz’s reflection in her mirror as he poked his head around the doorframe into her bedroom. She smiled at him through the reflection, shaking her head slowly.

“We’re gonna see each other in less than an hour,” she turned to face him, grin still plastered on her face.

He walked up, wrapping his arms around her waist and pressing his forehead against hers. He placed a kiss on her nose, “I couldn’t wait. Besides,” his hands slid lower, dipping into her back pockets, “I don’t get to do this once we’re there.”

She laughed, shaking her head slightly, “I know, I know. Lo siento, mi amor,” she cupped his face and kissed him on the lips, “I’ll tell them soon, I promise.”

“Better be soon,” he said with a smirk, “Don’t know how long I’ll be able to keep my hands off of you.”

“Michael,” she laughed, her head falling back slightly as she did.

“Mariella,” he chuckled, taking the opportunity to kiss her exposed skin of her neck.

She ran her fingers through his hair, letting them come to rest on the back of his neck. He slid his hands up underneath the fabric of her top, fingertips pressing slightly into her back to keep her pressed flush against him. She let out a small, content sigh as she let him melt into her.

They’d started seeing each other a few months ago, and truthfully, she didn’t see it coming. Riz had always been a flirt, just like every other guy in the club. But eventually the playful flirting turned into real conversations, and then those real conversations turned into late nights at her place after parties. And now here they were. The secrecy wasn’t too much of an issue at first when everything was still new and they were figuring it all out, but now it was getting harder to keep it under wraps. The two of them had had more than one close call with her brothers popping in to visit and check on her.

She didn’t know how they were actually going to respond when they found out that she and Riz were dating, but her mind was instantly jumping to the worst possible scenarios and outcomes. Angel and EZ really never asked her for much, but they had asked her, very nicely, not to date anyone in the club. She partially understood it—they knew things about all the guys that she never would and that made them wary. But they were all adults now, and they could only pull the, “You’re our baby sister,” card so many times before it started to lose its effectiveness.

Riz pulled back and cupped her face gently in his hands. He traces his thumbs along her cheekbones as he looked at her eyes, and the freckles that were scattered along the bridge of her nose. He leaned in and kissed her on the lips, his heart warming as he felt her smile.

“I have to finish getting ready, cariño,” she placed her hands over his.

He smiled, “Uno más,” and before she could say anything else, he pressed his lips against hers again.

She laughed, leaning into the kiss. The urge to show up late to the party so they could have a little extra time together was tempting, but she knew that she’d blow their cover and she would never hear the end of it from her brothers. She finally managed to pull herself away from him, keeping her fingers interlocked with his as she stepped back.

“I’ll see you soon, okay?” she knew that if it was up to him, they’d never leave.

“Kicking me out, hermosa?” he pressed one hand over his heart with a pained look on his face.

She laughed, nodding, “Just for now. You can come over later.”

“Promise?”

“Yes, I promise,” she gave him another quick peck on the lips before nudging him back towards the door to her room, “Now go and let me finish getting ready.”

He walked towards the door, pausing for a moment and taking one last look at her before exiting her bedroom. She heard the front door open and shut, followed shortly by the sound of his bike roaring to life. She chuckled to herself and shook her head—he certainly kept her on her toes.

By the time she showed up to the party, there were already a good amount of people there. She managed to weave her way through the crowd to find her brothers. Angel’s height made him one of the easiest to find in a crowd, and she was forever thankful for it because it seemed as though their parents ran out of good height genes by the time they had her.

He wrapped her in a hug, “Mari,” he kissed the top of her head, “I was starting to think that you weren’t going to make it.”

“And miss the chance to embarrass my brothers at a club function? No way,” she laughed, “Where’s EZ at, anyway?”

He scanned the room, “Over at the bar,” he nudged her in that direction, “Go tell him he owes us both a beer.”

She chuckled as she weaved through the small clusters of people and found EZ, clapping him on the back as she settled in next to him at the bar. He smiled and draped his arm around her shoulders, “Glad you made it.”

“Angel says you owe us each a beer.”

He rolled his eyes, “Of course he does,” he asked the bartender for two more bottles before turning back to his sister, “Your man was looking for you earlier.”

She froze for a moment, “Wh-what? Who?”

He laughed, “Tranq. I swear he asks about you more than Pops does.”

“That’s because Pops knows he doesn’t have to worry about me,” she grabbed her beer bottle and took a sip, “I’ll find him eventually. Thanks for the beers, mano,” she smirked as she grabbed the bottle for Angel and took off into the crowd again.

As the night wore on, she found herself sitting by the fire pit outside with her brothers, Bishop, and Tranq. The five of them sat around chatting and watching the chaos unfold around them. Mariella was usually able to stay on the outskirts of it all, content to watch everyone else get themselves into trouble. It was extra rewarding if the people getting into trouble were her brothers.

She felt a hand come to rest on her shoulder and she looked up to see Riz smiling down at her. “Sorry to interrupt,” he crouched down so he was eye-level with her, “can I steal you for a couple minutes?”

She smiled, trying to keep her composure so no one would think that anything was going on, “Sure, everything alright?”

He stood up, pulling her from the chair, “Yea. Got time for a dance, querida?”

She smiled but she couldn’t pretend that it didn’t send a jolt of fear down her spine, “Michael, don’t get reckless.”

“It’s one dance,” he tugged her towards where everyone was dancing, “What’s the worst that could happen?”

At first, the guys didn’t pay much mind to the fact that she had gotten swept away by Riz. She was friends with all of them and had long since progressed past the need to have one of her brothers with her all the time. They were wrapped up in their own conversations, bouncing back and forth between talking business and talking shit.

Bishop was the first one to notice the two of them getting a little cozier than usual on the dancefloor. He smirked to himself and decided not to comment on it as he took a swig of his beer and returned to the conversation at hand. If Riz and Mari wanted to dig themselves into that hole, it wasn’t really his place to say anything about it. That wasn’t a club matter.

Tranq, on the other hand, was not as subtle. Once he clocked it, he instantly nudged Angel and nodded in their direction, “You know anything about that?”

Angel and EZ both turned their heads to see what he was talking about. They saw the way Riz was holding their sister close, hands set on her waist. They saw the way that she leaned in so he could whisper into her ear, whatever he said causing her to laugh. Her hands toyed with his hair for a moment before they came to rest gently on the back of his neck. They were dancing a little too close, a little too lost in their own world despite the noise and crowds around them, for anyone to think that it was just platonic. Riz stepped back and spun her around, and the look of pure joy on her face as she twirled right back into his arms and against his chest was enough to make anyone believe in love again.

Except for Angel, who was halfway out of his chair before EZ threw his arm out to stop him, “Leave it, Angel. Don’t make a scene.”

“You fuckin’ serious?” he looked down at his brother in disbelief, “You gonna let him be all up on our baby sister like that?”

EZ chuckled, “She doesn’t seem too upset about it. They’re both adults, you know.”

Angel collapsed back down into his seat, “Fuckin’ unbelievable. He didn’t say shit to us.”

“Neither did she,” EZ chimed in, “and why do you think that is?” he gave his brother a pointed look.

“Don’t look at me like that, little brother. You told Mari the same as me not to date anybody in the club.”

EZ chuckled, “Yea, when she was seventeen and stupid. You gotta stop treating her like she’s still a teenager, man. She’s gonna deck you one of these days.”

Riz and Mariella were wrapped up in the music, and each other, for a while before they finally left the dance floor and headed for the bar. She was giggling the whole way, Riz keeping his hand lightly pressed against the small of her back as they walked.

She sat down on a stool at the bar, “You and I have very different definitions of ‘one dance’, Michael,” she laughed.

His heart sped up a little every time she called him by his actual name, “Can’t help it,” he rested his hand on her leg, “And I’m not sorry about it, either.”

She laughed and shook her head as she grabbed the beer the bartender handed her, “Didn’t think that you would be.”

Riz reached forward to grab his beer off the surface of the bar, stealing a quick kiss from the young woman in front of him as he did. Mari’s face got hot and she tried her best to bite back the smile that wanted to spread across her face. He was always a little reckless but she adored that about him.

The smile dropped from her face when Angel’s hands came clapping down on Riz’s shoulders. He cleared his throat and Riz’s entire body tensed up for a moment. He shut his eyes for a moment, accepting defeat before he even turned around to face the man behind him. EZ was standing behind his brother, there solely to play referee if needed. He personally wasn’t that upset about the situation, but he knew that trying to talk Angel down was futile.

“What the fuck, Riz?”

“Angel,” Mariella stood up and wedged herself between the two men, placing one hand on Angel’s chest, “don’t be an asshole about this.”

“You ever gonna get around to sayin’ something about this?” he looked back and forth between his sister and Riz.

“Michael wanted to,” Mariella spoke up before Riz could, “but I told him not to. Because for some reason I thought it might not go over well and I didn’t wanna ruin a good thing before it even got started.” EZ tried and failed to stifle a laugh, reveling in the fact that he was right. Mariella gave him a knowing smile before continuing, “I’m not a kid anymore, Angel, and you don’t get to tell me what I can and can’t do.”

Despite the fact that he had just over a foot of height on his sister, she still stood and tried to get face-to-face with him as best she could. Her size had never been an issue when she carried herself with all the confidence in the world. She and Angel locked eyes for a few moments before his body finally untensed.

He pulled her into a hug with a sigh, “Don’t fuckin’ lie to me anymore, alright?”

She nodded with a smile, “Don’t be a fuckin’ drama queen anymore, alright?”

He laughed and gave her a quick squeeze before letting her go. He turned his attention to Riz, who was still processing what he had just witnessed between his girlfriend and her brother. Angel stepped in close to him, “One wrong step and you’re dead fuckin’ meat, got it?”

Riz nodded, holding his hands up in mock surrender, “Got it, mano.”

Angel walked away, shaking his head as he strode off. EZ just offered up a laugh as he clapped Riz on the back before following Angel’s trail back outside. Riz and Mariella were left the way they started—just the two of them sitting at the bar.

He looked at her with a smirk, “Could’ve gone worse, hermosa.”

She shook her head and gave him a playful shove, “Told you not to get reckless.”

He leaned in and kissed her on the lips, letting it linger this time knowing they didn’t have to hide it anymore. She smiled, placing one hand on the back of his neck and pulling him closer to her. He chuckled as he pulled away, resting his forehead against hers.

“Do I still get to come over later?”

She nodded, a giggle escaping past her lips, “Yea, I guess so. How can I say no to this face?” she rested one hand on his cheek.

He pressed a kiss into her palm, “Remember that you said that.”

She leaned back, taking a sip of her beer with a smile on her face, “I’m regretting it already.”

[imagineredwood]

Part 1   Part 2   Part 3   Part 4   Part 5    Part 6    Part 7    Part 8   Part 9       Part 10    Part 11  Part 12   Part 13   Part 14

Pairing: EZ Reyes x Camila (OC)

Warnings: Minimal Implied/alluded sexual content

Word count: 2.2k

***EZ likes being babied, try to convince me otherwise. Also, why is KJ so messy? What will Cam wear to Marcus’s vow renewal? How many cups of coffee do Camila and the Reyes family drink per day? Tune in next week to find out lmao***

“How are you doing, sweetheart?”

Camila smiled as she heard Mr. Salvatore’s voice speaking behind her. She turned away from the shelf she was stocking and took hold of the hand he was holding out to her.

“I’m great, Mr. Salvatore. How’ve you been? How did this last appointment go?”

The old man smiled against softly, leading her to the front desk by the hand. He released it when they got the and pointed to the seat beside the one he took a seat on. Camila sat with furrowed brows as she wondered what he was going to say. 

“That’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about, dear. My heart is getting worse the doctor says. He doesn’t think I should be working as much as I do, which I know you and Sandra are telling me all the time.”

He held his hands up as she gave a soft chuckle, Camila nodding so as to tell him I told you so.

“Anyway, I think I ought to listen. I decided that I’ll be cutting back some. Maybe come in a couple days out of the week. Most likely weekends. I don’t do much on the weekends anyhow, but I know you young kids like to go out and have fun on your weekends. I’ve spoken with Sandra and she agrees that you’ve been a tremendous help around here and we both trust you. The customers love you, you always make sure things are running smoothly even when it’s not your job. So, Sandra and I have decided that so long as you are ok with it and would enjoy the promotion, we think it would be a good choice to have you be the manager. We’ve never really had a manager before, me doing the main bulk of the managing and Sandra helping where needed. It’s always been more of a shared thing but now with me stepping back, Sandra and I agree that letting you step in would be in the best interest of all of us.”

Camila stared at her boss with wide eyes, both shocked and honored at the proposition. She shook her head, unable to find words and Mr. Salvatore grinned, reaching over to rest a hand on her shoulder.

“Take the next couple of days and think about it. I know you’ve gotten settled here so I think it’s safe to say that you’ll be sticking around. It’ll bring in some more money for you, help you save up for the future. Think about it and then let me know. No worries if you’d rather stay with things as they are.”

Camila took hold of the old man’s hands in hers, looking down at the contrast between the smooth, supple skin of hers and the wrinkled, thin skin of his. He was getting older and it was only fair for him to start taking it easy. She nodded and squeezed his hands gratefully, him returning the squeeze.

“I’ll think it over and get back to you.”

“We’ll be waiting, sweetheart.”

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Angel swallowed his mouthful of coffee, and tilted his head side to side, lips pursed.

“I think you should do it. It sounds like a good thing. Get you some extra cash, you get to move up the ladder. You’re smart, good at making decisions. I say you should do it.”

Camila nodded as she listened to Angel, him suddenly holding his hands up in defense.

“But if it turns out that you fuckin’ hate it, it’s not my fault. I’m just saying.”

Camila laughed and shook her head, Angel smiling himself as he watched some of the tension melt away from her shoulders. He knew she was nervous, apprehensive of what the change would mean, and he just wanted to help. She nodded softly, more to herself than to him and then leaned back in her chair, the air lighter now.

“So, how’ve you been? You cooking more now?”

Angel nodded and leaned forward on the table, arms crossed and elbows resting as he smiled.

“Yeah, I have. I made dinner a couple of times. I use EZ and Coco as the guinea pigs.”

They both laughed together and then a silence fell over them, both lost in their thoughts. The information Kevin had told Camila was weighing on her mind. She had recognized the woman whose name she now knew was Emily. First from the restaurant and then the bookstore. The time at the restaurant she knew that EZ had recognized her, remembered her, knew her. She had been able to see it in his eyes. Now finding out that she was his ex, it made sense why he had lied. Why would you want to bring up your ex on a date with a girl you were trying to get with? She wasn’t upset at EZ, she didn’t feel angry or betrayed. She felt confused. Emily simply being an ex of EZ’s wasn’t important to her, she was aware that there were women before her. Her issue stemmed from the fact that she couldn’t help but feel that Emily was more important than just an ex. Why would Kevin have bothered to give that shred of truth? It did nothing for Camila. He’d simply showed her the picture, told her that she used to be with EZ as high school sweethearts and wanted to know what Camila knew about her. She had ended it quickly, telling him that she knew nothing about the woman and to leave her alone. He had seemed a bit frustrated but left it at that, telling her to have a good day before he stalked off back to his truck and drove off.

Now she was thinking about telling Angel to see if he could shed some light on Kevin and exactly what he was trying to achieve. She could remember EZ telling her to keep it between them though and she stayed quiet, sparking the conversation back up on another topic.

“So EZ said to stop by the clubhouse tonight.”

Angel looked back up at Camila and smiled, nodding.

“Yeah. Nothing crazy, just some music, drinking, talking shit. The usual. You should definitely come.”

Camila agreed and smiled taking a sip of her coffee.

“I’ll be there.”

“Good. Then EZ can stop sulking around like a little puppy because he misses you.”

The two laughed, Camila giving a bashful smile.

“I miss him when he’s not around too.”

Angel made a show of fake gagging making Camila laugh, her landing a swat to his arm.

“Oh, fuck off.”

“It’s true. You two make me sick. I’m still waiting on that nephew though.”

Felipe’s shop was filled with their laughter and he smiled as he sliced some meat, simply listening to their banter. It was nice seeing Angel interact with her, having a friend that was a good influence, getting him to open up. He had retreated within himself some as a teenager, closing up even more after Marisol’s death. Felipe was happy that he had a female figure around now that he felt he could trust, almost like a big sister even though she was a good handful of years younger than him. Felipe was thankful for Camila and the difference she had made in their lives so far. He just hoped that it would last.

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 “Kevin stopped me again today.”

EZ’s hand that was resting on her thigh squeezed at her words, his jaw immediately tensing. Camila shook her head and rested her hand atop his.

“It’s ok. I didn’t tell you so you could get mad. I just know you said to always tell you when I see him.”

EZ nodded and tried to relax, his eyes locked on hers.

“What did he say? What did he want?”

She rubbed her hand on the back of his.

“He showed me a picture of Emily Thomas. He wanted to know what I knew about her.”

Whatever tension had left from EZ’s body came back full force and Camila winced.

“He told me that she was your ex. I told him that I didn’t even know that. I didn’t tell him anything, I told him to go away.”

EZ relaxed some and gave a heavy sigh, but she could still feel the anger and apprehension coming off on him and she squeezed his hand, drawing his attention toward her.

“I’m not mad. I just…want to know what’s going on. Why does Kevin care what I know? Why does he want me to know who your ex is?”

EZ could feel the tips of his ears getting red, pissed of beyond belief that KJ was once again, getting involved in his business and bringing Camila into something she shouldn’t be worried about. His father’s words rang in his ears and he while he had wanted to hold off for as long as possible, he was starting to see that, as always, Felipe had been right. If he didn’t start sharing more of the truth with her, it was going to push her away. That was the last thing he wanted.

“I…”

EZ trailed off, not sure how much he should tell her, Camila’s furrowed brows and worried eyes weren’t making him feel any better.

“I have some bad shit that has happened in my past, something that I’ve done…things that I’m not proud of. I didn’t mean to, but KJ is using that against me to make me…”

He huffed out a shaky breath and Camila hushed him, taking his head in her hands and bringing him to rest against her chest, EZ’s eyes clipping closed at the contact. He relaxed into her, arms wrapping around her waist as she held him to her, running her hand along the back of his head.

“It’s ok, baby. I understand. It’s ok.”

Camila could feel the tension slowly releasing from EZ’s body as he relaxed into her, her hands so warm as they held his head. EZ’s face was squished against her breast and he found himself both shocked and confused at how understanding she was being, how patient she was being and how she was trusting him. Sure, he hadn’t given the full details, about accidentally shooting the cop or that he had taken a deal, but Camila understood the basics anyway. That he had made a huge mistake and now that mistake was being used against him to use him for something greater. The new bit in information made Camila angry, knowing that someone as sweet as EZ was being used by a system that was put in place to try and protect people. She understood then why EZ was so secretive, why Kevin was trying in vain to make EZ look bad, in hopes that she would turn. It wasn’t going to work though, Camila’s loyalty to EZ and his family grew day by day.

Camila leaned back on EZ’s couch some, still holding him to her and went with her, his body resting atop hers. She pulled at the leather of his kutte and she arched his arms back, letting her pull it from his frame and toss it onto the tabletop. Her hands made their way back to him, one on the back of his head again, the other on his back, running up and down. He groaned as she scratched every now and then through his white tee, his head comfortable on her breasts as he held her. There was nothing sexual, nothing raunchy running through his head as it had so many times before when he was this close to her. Now all he felt was comfort. He felt safe and relaxed like there was a weight lifted when she was holding him like this. It wasn’t often that he let people look after him, so used to doing it for others. Between the years he was down and then now being a prospect, being dotted on wasn’t something he was used to, and he’d have been lying if he said he didn’t enjoy it. He closed his eyes and snuggled into her chest further.

“You have what you’re wearing to El Padrino’s event?”

He felt Camila nod, her nurturing hands still holding him.

“I have three outfits picked out, I figured I’d let you decide for me.”

EZ nodded against her and lifted his head up some, locking eyes with her.

“I’ll pick one of them tomorrow.”

Camila smiled and EZ did too, loving to see how her face lit up whenever she did. He sat up some and pressed his lips to hers, that soft laugh that he had come to love sounding from her. His eyes bore into hers and slowly her smile slipped away as she saw the intensity of his gaze.

“Te amo, Camila.”

Her smile came back almost instantly then, and she leaned forward to rub the tip of her nose against his.

“Te amo, Ezekiel.”

He shuddered softly and gave a breathless laugh.

“It’s embarrassing how it makes me feel when you say my name like that.”

Camila shook her head and tapped his chest with her finger.

“It’s not embarrassing to be loved.”

EZ kept his eyes trained on hers and then sat up, standing from the couch and holding his hand out to her.

“Let’s get you home.” 

Tag list: @caramara3   @lostgirl219​ @mrsjaxtellerfan​  @actuallyazriel​  @vannabanana1995​  @unnecessarypineapplesstuff @thegreat-annamaria​

[band--psycho]

March (3)

‘I believe that stories are incredibly important, possibly in ways we don’t understand; in allowing us to make sense of our lives, in allowing us to escape our lives, in giving us empathy and in creating the world that we live in.’ I’ve had the past week off of work, so I ended up doing a lot of reading! I hope you all enjoy these incredible stories 💕

Fic Rec 2021 Masterlist 

Sons Of Anarchy 

Opie Winston 

Opie Winston x Reader-Pick Up The Pieces by @drabbles-mc

Chibs Telford

Chibs x Reader-”I love you” “What?” by @frightfulnite

Chibs x Reader-Waiting For The Sun by @flanagirl

Mayans Mc

Angel Reyes

Angel Reyes-Playin With Fire by @utterlyhopeful-fics

Angel Reyes x Reader-A Dance With Devil by @yourwonkywriter

Angel Reyes x Reader-Plenty Of Time by @moonlight-prose

Angel Reyes x Reader-A Future With You by @lilacyennefer

Marvel

Bucky Barnes 

Bucky Barnes x Reader-Heavy by @divine-mistake

Bucky Barnes x Reader by @sweeterthanthis

Bucky Barnes x OC-Drowsy Nights And The White Wolf by @fairykimseok

Bucky Banres x Reader-Screaming At The Same Sky by @typicalnerd98

Bucky Barnes x Reader-A Little Moment Of Calm by @cryptic3po 

Steve Rogers 

Steve Rogers x Reader-Endgame by @heyiamthatbitch

Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader-Strip by @imdarkinme

Pre-serum Steve x Reader-Volunteer by @wishingtobeinadifferentuniverse

Yondu Udonta

Yondu x Reader by @ipostsmut

Yondu x Reader-Darlin’ by @pendragonfics

Pietro Maximoff 

Pietro Maximoff x Reader-Disappear by @mayonnaise-and-anarchy

Other

Mafia!Steve x Reader, Mafia!Bucky x Reader-Tell Me What You Want by @angrythingstarlight

Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader-Method Of Control by @navybrat817

Harry Potter Era 

Draco Malfoy

Draco Malfoy x Reader-Always by @gryffindors-weasley

Draco Malfoy x Reader-Serenity by @dracoscene

Draco Malfoy x Reader-You Are Unlike Any Girl I have Ever Met by @eunkimmie

Pansy Parkinson

Pansy Parkinson x Reader-If You Were Here (2) by @slytherweasley

Fred Weasley 

Fred Weasley x Reader-You Wrestle Like A Girl by @cursestothemoon

Fred Weasley x Reader-Pink Panties by @bellatrixscurls

Fred Weasley x Reader-Who We Are by @fweasleyswhore

George Weasley 

George Weasley x Reader-The Mad Hatter by @george-fabian-weasley

George Weasley x Reader-It’s A Date by @amourtentiaa

Harry Potter 

Harry Potter x Ginny Weasley-Some Thoughts About Harry And Ginny by @velvethopewrites

Harry Potter x Reader-A Million by @amourtentiaa

Ron Weasley 

Ron Weasley x Reader-Enamored by @gryffindors-weasley

Ron Weasley x Reader-On Air by @ronweasleysgf

Other 

Fred & George Weasley x G!N Reader (Platonic)-Stick To The Plan by @boxofbadaddiction 

Maruaders  Era

Sirius Black

Sirius Black x Reader-She’s A Killer Queen by @probably-peeves

Cheek Kiss by @bruh-wtf-idek

Sirius Black x Reader-Making You Forget by @witchywritingwildflower

Remus Lupin

Remus Lupin x Reader-Kiss Me by @starryluce

Remus Lupin x Reader by @talsiaa

Lord Of The Rings/The Hobbit

Aragorn

Aragorn x Reader by @rainydaymiddleearthimagines 

Aragorn x Reader-Hooded Stranger by @mimilind

Thorin Oakenshield 

Thorin x Reader-A Royal Tease by @guardianofrivendell

Thorin x Reader-See You Tomorrow by @elvish-sky

Other

Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Reader-Little Red Riding Hood by @little-diable

Captain Ryan Clarke x Female!Reader-The Only Way To Shut Him Up by @thamberlinawrites

Harvey Specter x Reader-I’ll Make It Okay For You / 2 by @thestarrynightslover

Jensen Ackles x Reader-Heartbreak And Harmony by @deanwanddamons

Clay Spenser x Reader-I Thought I’d Lost You by @rebelwrites

[natsora]

Self Promo Meme

Rules:  Post the first line of your last 10 published fics, then tag 10 people.

Tagged by @sweetonsebastian​, @lucyrne​, @barbex​, @lauraemoriarty​ Thank you!

Tagging @obvidalous @rpgwarrior4824 @wickedwitchofthewilds @citadelsushi @inquartata30 @thexgrayxlady @mistressnoriko @saltlordofold @gremlinquisitor @n0rmandysr1

Promise  - Dragon Age Inquisition, Female Trevelyan x Cassandra Pentaghast, One shot, complete. Born from a seed that came to me in the middle of the night. The idea wouldn’t leave me alone till I exorcise it to the page. All angst, I regret nothing. Written because the OTP demands it.  

Lexington Trevelyan has given everything to the Inquisition, including her dominant arm. What else is there to give if nothing is left?

One Wrong Move - Mass Effect, Femshep & Liara T’Soni, One shot, Complete. Written as part of the Bad Things Happen prompt series. 

One wrong move and the mission goes horribly wrong. Liara drags the Commander off the batarian ship only to see her whisked away by Chakwas. Sometimes it’s harder to watch the one she loves suffer than suffering herself.

The Persephone Arc - Mass Effect / Mass Effect Andromeda, Sara Ryder and the rest of the Ryder family. On-going long fic, updates every 3 weeks. Prequel to my completed longfic Cetus Arc. Chapter art all done by the awesome @seokanori​

Before the Andromeda Initiative, before being Pathfinder, Sara Ryder is a lowly newly minted Corporal of the Systems Alliance. Instead of getting assigned to a combat post, she is shunted to the ass end of nowhere on her latest assignment. It is supposed to be boring, it is supposed to be quiet. But things never stay quiet for long.

Ryder is a badass in the making. Angst, biotics, guns and feels contain herein.

The Fart Bomb Incident - Mass Effect Andromeda, fRyder x Reyes Vidal, One shot, Complete. Written as part of the Bad Things Happen prompt series but also part of @artsyblacksheep‘s Kate Ryder and Reyes Vidal’s ongoing story.  

A secret historical meeting between the Nexus Leadership and the angaras is slated to happen on Kadara. Ryder is tapped to be Tann’s security. She fears death by boredom, but things are never boring on Kadara. One bad smell leads to a poisoning and ends with a disaster for everyone involved. But nothing happens in Kadara without the Charlatan’s knowledge and with Ryder in trouble, he cannot stand by and do nothing.

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend - Mass Effect Andromeda, fRyder x Reyes Vidal, One shot, Complete. Written as part of @artsyblacksheep​‘s Kate Ryder and Reyes Vidal’s ongoing story.  One of my funniest and most non-angsty story.

A message about intel concerning the Charlatan tempts Ryder out of the Tempest while the others are out enjoying their shore leave. Ryder is hot, sweaty and irritable when she is inevitably kidnapped. But being in danger didn’t mean she stops mouthing off and teasing her captors and fellow kidnappee, Reyes Vidal.

Splintered Minds -  Mass Effect Andromeda, Sara Ryder x Harry Carlyle, Ongoing long fic, updates every 3 weeks. A collaboration between @seokanori​ and myself. She provides the plot, the OC and I write the story. It’s one of the darkest ongoing longfic I’ve written. Chapter art all done by the awesome @seokanori​

Sara Ryder is a survivor. She never pretends to be an angel. Her soul is tarred and she knows it. Sara Ryder is a soldier, trained by her father and honed by the Alliance to accomplish the mission. She isn’t here to make friends or find a family. She already has one, Scott.

With the looming threat of a new kett temple, a never quite healed injury and relentless nightmares from her last misadventure on Eos, she has to handle a string of murders that runs in her wake.

When the shadows come knocking, Sara Ryder will do as she is trained. She is going to fight.

The relationship between Harry Carlyle and Sara Ryder is purely sexual.

Demons Within and Without - Mass Effect Andromeda, Sara Ryder x Jaal ama Darav, 3 chapter fic, complete. Written as part of the Bad Things Happen Prompt. Dark fic this one. 

Ryder tries her best in a job she wasn’t trained, in a job she didn’t want. With Jaal at her side, she strives to live up to everyone’s hopes and dreams. But after dying again, this time at the hands of SAM, she needs some much needed rest. But one wrong move, one broken promise, puts her in the hands of her worst enemy and a fate worse than death.

The Lost Childhood - Mass Effect, Origin story for my Earthborn Femshep. Ongoing long fic, updates every 3 weeks. Chapter art all done by the awesome @seokanori​

She was an orphan without a name. She was a product of the streets. She was a survivor. With biotics and her wits, she kept herself one step ahead of death and starvation. But a biotic was too precious a commodity to roam free. Forced to join the Reds, her life took a turn. She hadn't decide if it was for the better.

Shepard wasn't always Shepard. This is the story of how Shepard was born.

The Herald’s Handler -  Dragon Age Inquisition, Female Trevelyan x Cassandra Pentaghast, One shot, complete. Written this as part of the Bad Things Happen prompts. Indulging on my OTP for the very first time and it’s glorious. 

The Herald is hurt after an encounter with the infamous Hinterland bears. Cassandra takes pity and patches her up. Under stern warning to heal and rest, she learns the Seeker is in trouble. What else is there to do but to ride in like the knight in shining armour that she is?

[mrsamaroevans]

Mi Dulce

Uptown Girl Series.

Fandom: Mayans M.C.

Pairing: Angel Reyes x Female Reader.

Request: “Absolutely love the Uptown Girl series. Could I request another part? Maybe the reader is close to giving birth but Angel has gone on a run with the club to Mexico and it was suppose to only be a couple of days but he hasn’t got back and the reader is annoyed/upset as he promised he’d be there and she’ll have to give birth alone? —Anonymous.”

Words: 1,174

Warnings: Swearing, slightly mentions of sex [nothing to worry tbh] and birth.

A/N: This can be read as a solo imagine but eventually I’ll post more about this couple. Also, English is not my first language, so, sorry if there are grammar mistakes or if the redaction is poor. *Gif is not mine* This is my first request!!!! And I’ll be lying if I said I’m not happy. I hope you like it, anonymous!

|| MY MASTERLIST ||

One day, you had cut your hand with a broken cup and Angel had to stitch you up without anesthesia ‘cause you didn’t want to go to the hospital. You swore you had never felt a pain like that one before. Well, that wasn’t even close to what you were feeling thanks to the contractions.

“You’re doing it pretty great,” Emilia said once the contraction fade away. Your best friend was in the chair next to your bed looking at the monitor.

“I’m gonna kill Angel once he appears, I swear!” Your hand went to your belly, trying not to think that in five minutes you’ll have another contraction “Does someone know anything?”

“No. Felipe’s still calling him and my mother is calling my dad. They don’t pick up the calls” Emilia shook her head and put a hand on your shoulder “They are fine, don’t you worry”

You sighed. You were not worried; you were pissed with Angel ‘cause he promised that run to Mexico with the club was only to take two or three days, he said Bishop loved you like a daughter that he would never ask him to go if he knew he wasn’t going to be able to be present at the birth of your baby girl. It’s been a week since they left and he hadn’t picked his calls since that morning.

But, now that Emilia said those words, you started to wonder if everything was fine with them.

Luckily, Emilia’s mother got into the room at that moment “Your father finally picked his damn phone” she said, looking at Emilia. “He said he’s sending Angel back right now”

The hours passed and there was no sign of Angel, for a moment you were worried that he wouldn’t make it, but your baby seemed to not be in a rush to get out to the world. Felipe was coming in and out of the room to check in you and even though he didn’t know anything about his son, he tried to convince you that he would be there soon.

You talked about the birth every day. You talked about all the possible ways you could get into labor and what would you do in each one of them.

You talked about happening in school —Cause once you were thirty-four weeks, all your teachers told you there was no need for you to go to their classes. All your teachers but one—, during the night, while Angel had shift at the Romero Brothers, if you were outside home, but, the only one you never talked about, was the way actually happened. You were all alone.

Bishop said he wouldn’t ask Angel to go to runs so you never thought you were going to be alone, at least, that wasn’t the plan.

Also, you were sad for him. He wanted so badly to be with you at the birth and that was the reason why you didn’t protest too much when he said he had to go to Mexico with the club. You knew he would do anything to be with you on time, but as the minutes turned to hours, you were not so sure anymore.

“Te dije que no era buena idea [I told you it wasn’t a good idea]”

“I know, I know,” Angel said to his father, nodding “Neither of us expected it would take us more time… how’s she?”

“She’s doing it great,” Felipe said, leading his son to the room where you were.

“She’s gonna kill me” He covered his face with his hands and chuckled when the characteristic smell of hospital hit his nose.

It was happening. He was finally having his baby girl in his arms.

“You deserve it,” his father said.

Angel sighed and opened the door his father pointed. Suddenly, he was nervous like never before.

“There you are, bitch!” was the first thing he heard when he entered the room and thanks to his reflexes, before it could hit his face, he picked the empty cup where the nurses gave you ice that you threw at him.

You can’t lie. See him was a relief to you and you almost cried when he crossed the door, but you also were mad at him for not being there in the last six hours.

Emilia softly laughed at seeing Angel’s surprised face and Felipe was smiling for your action. Then, they both decided to leave you alone and once they closed the door, Angel gave a few steps towards you.

“Why didn’t you answer your fucking phone?” You asked, feeling your tears gathering in your eyes.

Angel took his phone out of his pocket and showed you its broken screen “It doesn’t work anymore… why didn’t you call Coco or Gilly?”

“I don’t know, Angel. Maybe I couldn’t think because your daughter is pushing down my vagina!” You said, leaning your head into the bed and looking at the ceiling. Angel chuckled and grabbed your hand once he was close enough “You’re not having sex with me in ten years, I swear!”

“Oh, c’mon! You love having sex with me” Angel teased and that made you laugh a little before he leaned down to kiss you.

“Don’t tempt me, Reyes, ‘cause I can leave you without sex for more than six weeks”

He laughed and kissed you again.

After an hour and a few pushes, the first Reyes girl was born. Everything happened pretty fast once Angel arrived at the hospital. It was like your daughter was waiting for him to show up.

You look up to Angel once the nurse took your daughter to clean her up, and what you saw was an Angel Reyes crying as he was still holding your hand.

You smiled feeling more tears coming out of your eyes and took your hand to Angel’s cheek so he looked at you “You’re okay?”

“You ask me if I’m okay?” He asked, chuckling and leaning a bit to you “Yes, I’m more than okay. I’m so proud of you” Angel cupped your cheeks and kissed your forehead before kissing your lips “You’re a badass”

“Shut up” you laughed.

“Mr. Reyes…” The nurse called Angel so he rounded the bed and got closer to her as the doctor talked a little to you about the recovery.

You looked to your left and your heart melted at seeing how the nurse places your girl into her father’s arms, taking him by surprise. Angel was holding your daughter as if she was the most delicate thing in the world, and you smiled and cried, remembering the day you told him you were pregnant. You thought you would never see that moment but here you are. It’s even better than you imagined.

“Shh… no llores, mi dulce. [Don’t cry, my sweet (little girl)] It’s okay” You heard him say to her before kissing her little head and that was it. You couldn’t stop your tears after that “It’s okay, I’m here. Daddy’s here and he’s never gonna leave. I promise”

|| MY MASTERLIST ||

[lucky-papa]

Pairing: Angel Reyes x OC (Valeria Estrada)

Warning: family fluff, implied sex (mentioned)

AN: I hope you enjoy. I write this in a few hours and I’m in love with it.

Sebastian: 7

Mariana: 2 and a half

Emilia: 2 and a half

A groan escaped Valeria’s lips as she sank further into the water. She had wanted to take a nice bubble bath all night but it was hard with the twins constantly wandering out of their room. Val and Angel had recently put up their beds and taken the cribs out. The girls would get out of their beds to sleep with the other but they’ve been wandering out of their room to sleep with their parents.

Mariana and Emilia were out of their beds and bugging Val right before she began running her bath. They had gotten out of their room and complained they had bad dreams when Valeria knew they hadn't even fallen asleep yet. Hearing some footsteps on the creaky floor, Val sighed and sank lower into the water. Then the bathroom door opened and Val sighed again.

“I told you two to go back to bed!” Valeria said irritated as she turned to look at who walked into the bathroom. Angel checked as he shut the door behind him, leaving it open a crack and walked over towards her.

“Did they get out of bed again?” Angel asked as he glanced at the door before he slowly stripped out of his clothes. Val raised a brow slowly as Angel stood there in front of him in his black boxer briefs with a smirk over his lips.

“What are you doing?” Valeria asked as Angel very slowly removed his boxer briefs and threw them in the hamper.

“I’m getting in with you, querida. Scoot over.” Angel said as he got in behind his wife as she moved a bit in the tub.

She was glad that Angel remodeled the bathroom shortly after they moved into the house. She asked for a larger tub, one they could both sit comfortably in. He found a perfect one for them and when it was finally installed, Val made him take a bath with her. Now they would do this once a week, if they could get the time together. The twins made it nearly impossible for the two to get any alone time.

“Mmm, this is nice.” Valeria smiled as she leaned against Angel. He smiled as his hands moved over her stomach and slowly up to caress her breasts. Val closed her eyes and enjoyed the massage until the bathroom door opened.

“Mama?” A small voice called out. Valeria let out a very loud groan as she turned to see Emilia standing in the doorway.

“Em, I’ve told you to stay in your room.” Valeria said as Angel turned to his daughter and smiled brightly.

“Hey, Em. Listen to your mami. Papi will be there in just a minute.” Angel told the girl as she just stood there. Her blanket was gripped tightly in her hand as tears were in her brown eyes.

“Otay…” Emilia said softly before she turned and made her way slowly down the hall and back to her room. Val whined as Angel moved and got out of the tub.

“Angel, please. Whatever you do, don’t let her sleep in our bed. I’m trying to teach them to sleep in their beds.” Valeria told him as he quickly dried himself with a towel and slid his boxer briefs back on.

“Don’t worry, Val. Papi will read her a story and she’ll be out like a light. Then we can have some alone time in the bedroom.” Angel smirked as he moved to the bedroom to grab his sweatpants and put them on before heading to Emilia and Mariana’s bedroom.

Val smiled as she soaked for a few more minutes before she got out to dry off and drain the tub. She headed to the bedroom and dropped her towel on the floor and waited for Angel. She sat there patiently waiting and after about twenty minutes she got up to throw on one of Angel’s shirts to check in the twins room.

As she pushed the cracked door open, her heart melted. Angel was in Emilia’s bed with her asleep on his chest, a protective arm wrapped around her tiny body. Angel was fast asleep with a book in his free hand on the ground. Valeria just stood and watched for a few minutes before walking into the room and pulling a spare blanket out of the twins closet. She draped it over her husband and daughter, placing small kisses to their foreheads.

Heading back to the master bedroom Valeria smiled brightly as she thought about a conversation her and Angel had a few weeks ago about more kids. Maybe it was a good idea. Angel loved the three they had, another few wouldn’t hurt. He was an amazing father and would give his kids all the unconditional love they deserve.

[lucky-papa]

Kiss me Under the Mistletoe

Pairing: Angel Reyes x OC (Valeria Estrada)

Warnings: Nothing

Word count: 322

A sweet and simple fic. I got bored.

Angel kissed Mariana’s head softly before turning the light off and closing the door. He left it open a bit in case one of the girls needed to get out of their room and headed into the living room. Valeria was sitting on the couch both hands gently rubbing her stomach. Angel smiled as he looked over at the tree he had set up with the kids help before collapsing on the couch beside his wife.

“I hope the kids love what we and Santa got them.” Angel spoke to his wife. He was worried that he would miss a gift or one of the kids weren’t going to be happy with what they got.

“Angel don’t worry. Our kids are always happy with everything they get.” Val said while Angel shifted on the couch to lay his head in his wife’s lap. She ran her hand through his hair with a small smile.

“Let’s go to bed, babe.” Val said as Angel nodded and stood up. He helped Val off the couch and placed his hand on her stomach.

Angel and Val started walking to the bedroom, but Angel stopped them in the hallway. Val raised her brow in confusion before Angel nodded upwards. Her eyes followed and noticed the mistletoe that was hung up. Val laughed that she never noticed it hanging there and slowly raised a brow at her husband.

“You know what being caught under the mistletoe means.” Angel smirked as he leaned in and began placing kisses against Val’s neck and cheek. She laughed softly before grabbing Angel’s face in her hands and kissing his lips.

“I love you.” Val whispered against Angel’s lips. He pulled away slowly and laid his forehead against hers.

“I love you, too. Always.” Angel said as his hands moved to rub all over her belly. He smiled more as he took a step back and began pulling her to the bedroom.

[lucky-papa]

Could I get Angel introducing Val to Felipe and Ez? 🥰

Felipe:

Angel stopped at his dad’s shop to look over the meats he had for sale. Felipe watched his son before Angel looked up at his dad with a small smile.

“Dinner at my place tonight? I have someone for you to meet.”  Angel spoke which caused a raised brow from his father.

“Oh? And who would that be?” Felipe asked as he began to get three of the best steaks for his son.

“Her name is Valeria. We’ve been seeing each other for a while now. I think it’s time for you to meet her.” Angel explained as Felipe raised a brow. “She works at a bar in town, just got out of prison-”

“Prison? I don’t know about that, Angel. I don’t want you… going down that path, too.” That was a low blow. Ez never meant to kill the cop and for Valeria? She got stuck there at the crime scene.

“C’mon, pop. Just give her a chance. Come by around six.” Angel said as he handed his father money before leaving the shop.

Valeria was in the kitchen cooking baked potatoes and veggies with a tres leches cake cooking on the counter beside her. Angel was grilling on his front lawn when he saw his father’s car pulling up into his driveway. Angel was happy seeing his father come but he was now more nervous than ever. What if Felipe didn’t like Val? Angel shook those thoughts from his mind as he greeted his father in a hug.

“Thanks for coming. Val’s in the kitchen cooking. Dinner’s almost done.” Angel said with a small smile as he threw the cooked steaks onto the plate and walked into the house.

“Your dad here yet?” Val asked while her back was turned to her boyfriend. She was pulling the potatoes out of the open before turning to look at her boyfriend and his father. “You must be Felipe. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Valeria.” Val smiled as she took an oven mitt off and held a hand out to her boyfriend’s father. Felipe was hesitant before holding his hand out to shake her hand.

“Angel told me you’re his girlfriend?” Felipe said with a small smile over her lips before she looked up at her boyfriend.

“Yeah. He’s helped me a lot the last few weeks. Help me get an apartment, is helping me get out of my job… You raised an amazing boy, Felipe.” Valeria said as she turned to grab three plates for them. Felipe nodded as he watched the two, watched how they smiled at each other as Felipe smiled some. Maybe she was going to be a great girl for his son.

----

Ez:

Tension was high between Angel and Ez. Felipe had told his youngest that Angel had gotten married and was having a child. Ez wanted to hear this from his brother, not his father. So, while Felipe was visiting Ez in prison, Angel and Valeria joined. Valeria sat down next to Angel at the table, her large stomach preventing her to sit comfortably at the table.

“You must be Valeria…” Ez said, slightly rude towards his sister-in-law. Val frowned as Angel glared at his brother.

“Just because you’re pissed off at me, doesn’t mean you need to take it out on her. Val did nothing wrong!” Angel shouted at his brother as both Felipe and Valeria looked at the two.

“No, she did do something wrong! She came into your life and you stopped visiting. Pop had to tell me about your wife and child!” Ez began shouting as Angel slammed his first on the table.

“I didn’t come here to be insulted or for you two to fight! You two either get along or I’m leaving.” Valeria said as the two boys bowed their heads in defeat.

“I’m sorry. I’m just mad I had to find out from my father about you. About the wedding, my nephew…” Ez began listing as Val reached over and grabbed his hands tightly.

“I’m sorry. Things have been  chaos. I wanted to meet you, I did. Obviously before now but we had a few issues.” Valeria said as she grabbed Angel’s hand and gave it a squeeze. “We are having a little boy. I’m sure once you get out of prison, you two will be best friends.” Val tried explaining to Ez. He laughed softly and looked at his brother and sister-in-law.

“Angel and I will teach him how to kick ass. He’ll be a little  heart breaker.” Ez laughed while Val joined him in the laugh. Valeria began rubbing her stomach as the baby was extremely active and kicking. She got up to move to Ez to allow him to feel his nephew's kicks.