#cnco fan fic

[virgatowhipped]

Hi,

I have been a CNCOwner since September 2020. I am an english speaking fan, i was originally on CNCO stan twitter but didn't like it so i deleted my page after two years. I write fan fiction as a hobby and i understand CNCO tumblr is inactive but i still wanted to join and maybe share my stories. I used to be on CNCO tumblr and wrote a fic about zabdiel, which i later deleted and lost. I am in the middle of rewriting it. Please publish this ask publicly so people see me, thanks. Sheena

Hi, welcome back! I remember your name from when you were here before 😊

[papichriscnco]

I Object ~ Zabdiel

For @zabdielmuch writing challenge. It’s super late but I wanted to write it anyway.

Summary: You've always been the romantic type. Expecting to get married and live a perfect suburban life but being with Zabdiel destroys that idea for you.

Part Two

You had been with Zabdiel for almost two years and even though everyone around you said things wouldn’t end well the both of you ignored their pleas for you to just stay friends. Zabdiel wasn’t the kind to settle down and get married. After his parents' messy divorce he would often say that he wasn’t sure he even believed in marriage. You were the exact opposite, infatuated with the idea of a beautiful white gown and kids, the both of you weren’t a likely pairing. At the start of your relationship, you figured Zabdiel would get over his hatred for all things wedding related or you move on from your future with a white picket fence. The longer you were with Zabdiel the more you wanted that future with him. 

You had been together for six months the first time it had caused a small fight. You were laying in bed watching a romance movie when you looked up at him and said, “I can’t wait to marry you one day.” As soon as the words escaped your mouth you felt the energy in the room shift and you immediately apologised, “I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me.” you blushed moving away from his arms. 

Zabdiel wanted to comfort you and tell you that he wasn’t upset and that you hadn’t frightened him like you had thought but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. As much as you needed him to wrap you in his arms, he instead decided to pour himself a drink. He didn’t respond to you and your confession, he just stood up and muttered, “I’ll be back.” You sat anxiously in the next room waiting for his return. He took ten minutes to pour himself a drink of water and you began pacing the floor. As much as your head was telling you to run out to him and talk about what just happened, your legs told you to continue pacing the floor of his apartment. When he walked back in the room, his eyes were hardened and he looked at you almost coldly. Your expression showed how nervous you were but that didn’t stop him from letting the words fly from his lips. “You know I don’t ever want to get married.”

“I-I know.” you looked down ashamed. “I’m sorry.” 

You didn’t remember much about the fight but you remembered the way Zabdiel sighed before walking over and hugging you. He kissed the top of your head soothingly as he rubbed your back. 

“I’m sorry. I know that’s what you want.” You and Zabdiel had been friends for years before you started dating. He knew you had always pictured a wedding for yourself. From your dress to the gift that guests would take home. “I just can’t think about that kind of thing right now.”

You looked up at him smiling, grateful that he was taking you in his arms. “The next time you take that long to pour yourself a drink, I’m going to kill you,” you joked. Zabdiel laughed and you sat back down to watch the movie. 

The next time it became an issue, it was because of Zabdiel. You had been invited to his cousin's wedding and you were excited to say the least. You had known his cousin for a little while and you loved weddings. You dressed up, looked amazing and felt great. Well you did until you sat down at the church. Zabdiel had a hand on your knee and every few minutes he would crack a joke at the expense of the couple. When the bride walked down the aisle, you felt tears springing in your eyes until Zabdiel began humming the Jaws theme song in your ear. You rolled your eyes, giggling at first but as the day went on the jokes hit you harder and harder. 

You were sitting down about to dig into your dessert when his aunty asked Zabdiel when he was going to ‘pop the question’. You knew the question would trigger Zabdiel but you hadn’t expected him to be so rude. 

“Oh gosh,” he turned to you almost aggressively, “did you pay her to ask me?” Everyone at the table watched the interaction cautiously. Your eyes turned dark and hard. You had never once pressured Zabdiel into proposing so you weren’t sure why he even bothered to ask the question. His aunty quickly jumped at your defence, “I was just asking,” she laughed trying to ease the tension but as soon as Zabdiel’s eyes left yours, you stood up quickly excusing yourself for some air. Zabdiel rolled his eyes following after you. You were practically running while he calmly followed you outside. “What’s wrong?” he asked once no one else was around. You whipped around to him, a few tears escaping your face as you patted them gently careful not to ruin your makeup.

“What’s wrong?” you retorted. “What’s wrong?” you asked again. “You just humiliated me in front of everyone. I was so excited to be here and you’ve done nothing but mock this wedding the whole day. I let it slide. Every. Single. Time.” you spoke helplessly. “But then you turned to me like I’ve been asking for a ring for months and almost scolded me like a child because somebody else asked when you were proposing to me. I’ve tried to let all of it go. The ideas and fantasies about getting married but you don’t need to throw it in my face like that Zab.”

Zabdiel wanted to speak but he was careful to make sure you had finished your speech first. Once he was positive you were done, he guided you against the wall of the venue, his hands on either side of your head and he leaned down to kiss you passionately. Neither of you were touching each other but your lips were moving rushed and in perfect unison. He knew that kissing you would calm you down so when he pulled away and carefully wiped away your tears he began speaking. 

“You’re right.” he nodded, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. I’ve just been a bit overwhelmed today. I was nervous.” he admitted, “I was nervous that today would set you off and so I’ve been trying to-to…” he couldn’t figure out what he was trying to do but you already knew. 

“You were trying to make sure I knew where you stood on it all.” you spoke sadly. His eyes looked down at yours and he could see how much this was hurting you. He didn’t want to say it but he couldn’t help but think, ‘maybe everyone was right. Maybe you would have been better as friends.’ Before he could even think of saying it you did. 

“Maybe we’re just in over our heads.” 

As soon as he heard the words, he knew that this wasn’t what he wanted. He didn’t want to be apart from you. So he quickly moved to kiss you again, this time his hands cupped your cheeks. 

“I love you. I’ve never said that before but I love you.” The words had surprised you. Not only had he never told you he loved you but you knew he had never told any girl he had loved them. “Not just love but I’m in love with you.” his words were almost rushed and you weren’t sure how to respond at first but you knew how you felt.

“I love you too.” you smiled. 

In that moment you had thought that was all you would need. His love. But as another year passed you found yourself often wishing that Zabdiel had the same adoration for marriage and weddings as you did. You were sitting on the couch watching another reality show when one of the contestants proposed to another. Your eyes teared up and within a few moments you were sobbing on your couch. Zabdiel wasn’t home so you let yourself have some time to mourn the wedding you had always wanted but your crying was so loud that you hadn’t realised when he walked in the door. He heard you and ran into the living room afriad for what he would see. When he looked at the TV and saw a wedding unfold, he had thought you were just emotional about the wedding so he made a joking comment.

“You're really sensitive huh?” His voice had surprised you and you quickly turned the TV off. He had expected your tears to stop but when he saw your bloodshot eyes he knew what this was about. It had been almost a whole year since his cousin's wedding and neither of you had spoken about marriage since. He had thought you had moved on but you were just pushing your feelings deeper and deeper. This was a year of pent up emotions. “Mi amor,” he spoke sadly. He wanted to hug you but he could feel how distant you were from him in his moment. The last thing you wanted was for him to hold you and tell you it was going to be ok because it wasn’t. Of course it wasn’t. You wanted to marry him and he never wanted to hear that word again in his life. 

“I just can’t Zabdiel. Not anymore.” you calmed yourself down, wiping the tears away before moving into your bedroom. You took a small suitcase from under your bed, wiping away some dust before you started packing your belongings. Zabdiel walked into the room a few moments later.

“Baby,” he started but when his eyes saw you packing your bags he froze in his spot. His eyes looked from your bag to the open dresser and up to you. “W-what are you doing?” he asked. 

“I told you,” you muttered looking down. “I can’t do this anymore.” your tears were threatening to spill again but you couldn’t take it. You couldn’t let yourself cry for another minute. 

“So you’re just going to leave?” he asked, disappointment and anger lacing his tone. 

You sighed, stopping in your tracks. “We keep doing this back and forth. I love you. I really do but I’m not ever going to be fulfilled without marrying you and I know it sounds stupid but it’s what I want. I want to get married and if you can’t do that for me then-”

“Then what?” he spat out, “you’re just going to go find someone else? I’m so easily replaced.” he scoffed, rolling his eyes. “That’s why I don’t want to get married. People are replaceable and if you can walk away this easily we shouldn’t be thinking about marriage. Don’t you get that?”

His words hit you in the chest and you took a step back from the blow of them. 

“You are not replaceable. I will never feel for anyone how I feel for you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you but if you can’t understand that part of that involves getting married then I can’t be with you. Getting married isn’t about just love. It’s making sure that whatever problems we have, we decide to work through them and not just break up.”

“That’s what you’re doing though! You’re leaving me instead of working through this problem.” 

“Zabdiel!” you shouted. “I’ve tried to work through this for so long! It’s really hard to work through a problem alone. You’ve never tried to meet me halfway. You’ve only ever expected me to change my mind.”

He didn’t respond. He couldn’t. He knew you were right. He wasn’t sure if it was his pride or his disinterest in marriage but whatever it was, it drove him out of the room. He picked up his keys and he walked out. It was the last time you had ever seen Zabdiel. You had sent your friends to pick up the rest of your things and he never tried to contact you once you had permanently moved out. That’s why it was a surprise when you were stood in a beautiful white dress, the one you had always pictured in front of a man that wasn’t Zabdiel when he stood up from the crowd at your wedding muttering ‘I object’. He spoke softly enough that people couldn’t tell where it was coming from, their heads bouncing around the church but he was loud enough that you knew exactly who it was.

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[intoxicatingpimentel-blog]

3 A.M. (Joel Pimentel)

Pairing: Joel Pimentel x reader

Genre: fluff

Rating: T

Summary: waking Joel up at 3 A.M. 

My eyes flutter open as my ears adjust to the light hum of the air conditioner. Despite the cool air being circulated around the room, sweat beads form on my forehead making strands of hair stick to my face. I gather my strength to get out of bed but am held down by an arm thrown across my body. I sigh while turning my head. My eyes make out the shape of my boyfriend’s body in the dark, the only light helping being that of the alarm clock. A small groan leaves his mouth when I push his arms off of my body.

“What time is it?’ he asks with a groggy voice. I glance at the clock and read off of it, “3 A.M.” He huffs and shifts his body. “Is everything okay?” he asks. “I woke up because it’s too hot” I reply. I stare at nothing while the sound of shuffling fills the dark room. Light suddenly takes over once my boyfriend, Joel, turns on the bedside lamp. He looks at me with hooded eyes and messy hair. “G-go take a cold shower or something” he says while rubbing his eyelids. “That’s too much work” I whine.

He laughs, “stop being lazy. How else are you going to cool down?” I shrug then ponder my options. I finally get off the bed and walk over to the mini fridge. Once I find a cold bottle of water I grab it and open the top quickly. “Pass me one” Joel says. “Mhm” I hum before throwing one at him. He catches it thankfully. “Come here” he says while opening the bottle. “But it’s hot with all those sheets” I reply. Setting the water bottle down on the bedside table, he stands up and gathers the sheets in his two hands. He pulls the sheets off the bed and throws them onto the chair right next to the bed. “Better?” he asks.

Not replying, I walk over to him and rest my head on his chest. “We have to be up in three hours” he whispers. “I know I’m sorry I woke you” I reply. His hands rub up and down my back, “it’s okay babe.”

“Being up at this hour scares me” I say. “Because it’s the witching hour?” he asks. I slowly nod my head. “That’s why we should be asleep but someone doesn’t want to do what they need to do” he replies. I pull my head off of his chest and look at him with my jaw dropped. “You’re extra sassy at this time of day I see” I say.

He shrugs, “I say this all out of love.” We stare at each other with serious stares before bursting out in laughter. “What if we get abducted by aliens?” I ask through laughter. “Let’s hope their spaceship is cooler than this room then” Joel answers.

“Wait now you can’t leave to shower, I don’t want to get abducted alone” he adds. “You know a shower isn’t sounding too bad right now” I say. He pouts, but that is short lived since he beings laughing. “I’m going to tell the aliens to take you instead” he replies. “What makes you think they’d listen to you?” I ask. “I speak alien” he replies.

“You’ve been hiding that from me this whole time?” I ask, faking shock. “I am so sorry” he answers. We break out in laughter once again. “Clearly we are both delirious right now” I say once our laughter dies down. “We should never be up at this time again” he replies.

I place my head back on his chest and he brings his arm around my body. This simple action calms us both down.

His hands travel further down my back and grab onto my shirt. He slides the shirt up my body and over my head. “What are you doing?” I ask. “You need to take a cold shower so you can go to sleep” he replies. He laughs at my face once the shirt is over my head. Surely my hair looks extra messy and my lips are pouted. “Well are you at least going to shower with me” I ask, wiggling my eyebrows.

His eyes are practically closing as he speaks so of course the answer is no. “Get some rest” I say. I place one hand on his cheek. He moves his head to kiss my hand, “next time?” I laugh, “next time.”

[anninhiliation]

Warm December

Holiday Masterlist    Original Masterlist

Warnings: 18+ its smut! Unprotected sex. Don’t try this at home unless you or your partner know how to handle a fireplace without accidentally catching the blanket or carpet or something on fire. This might be the nastiest. Definitely the nastiest thus far. Disclaimer: THIS IS MY OWN PERSONAL WRITING. You do not have the right or consent to copy my work and claim it as your own. You do not have the right to even copy my work. I can and will publicly shame you. Changing the boy is still plagiarism. Write your own work. Don’t test me or karma. Don’t be a useless leech. Note: I tried making this cute, but like my typical rule is around 200 words in I get stuck and I just turn filthy.

It's gonna be a warm December Makin' memories to last 'til next November It's gonna be a warm, warm December 'Cause this holiday, I got you with me

 Delicate circles were drawn on your lower back, as your chest pressed against his. You were both laying on the floor of the den close to the fireplace. A faux fur light brown blanket lay flat on the floor with a soft red checkered blanket covering your lower torsos. You both wanted to get away and have a moment in complete privacy right before the chaos of Christmas. Renting a ski house in Vermont seemed far enough away with a beautiful view. The house was located up on the mountains surrounded by nature. It was as if you guys were back in the honey moon phase, tangling in the sheets, stealing kisses left and right. Craving to be as close as possible to each other.

As we cuddle up next to the fireplace, mm We'll be burnin up our own flames, oh, oh Hangin' like a thousand mistletoes, ah So I can kiss you everywhere you go

The fire crackled lightly in the background, giving off a warm yellow glow to everything near it. The room was quiet, and peaceful listening to his heartbeat and a quite crackle of the fire brought you comfort. His shaggy brown hair was soft between your fingers as you idly twirled his locks. You were both resting for a moment, letting your bodies rest after a particularly rough round. Feeling his load slowly drip down your walls and puddle at your slit had you gently squirming against his legs.

“You okay hermosa?” Chris asked as he felt his seed touch his thigh.

“Yea I think I just need to go clean up” you pouted as you let go of his hair and got ready to leave his warm embrace.

“Let me do it mi amor” He grinned flipping you over.

  Now I didn't even make a list this year 'Cause everything I need is all right here in those eyes (Those eyes) It might be freezin' outside

Chris kissed over the majority of marks he’s made from previous rounds before getting to your slit. His warm breath fanned over your right inner thigh before adding one more mark. Tugging at his hair, you whined out feeling more of his cum drip out as arousal flooded in. Your clit throbbed as you squirmed under his touch. Hips rising bucking towards his face begging for more.

“Chris” you whined.

“Hermosa” Chris grinned as he kitten licked the mixed juices.

He made his way to your swollen pearl and sent you to the clouds. Pleasure swirled around you as he dug his fingers into your thighs keeping you open. Toes curled as your hips bucked up on his warm mouth. Chris let out a groan as he moved his hand to rest on your lower abdomen, giving him better control.

But it's gonna be a warm December Makin' memories to last 'til next November It's gonna be a warm, warm December 'Cause this holiday, I got you with me

You trashed underneath him as every pattern he drew on you sent you further and further into the clouds. Thighs caged Chris in as he let go of your other thigh to stretch you out. With a come-hither motion he massaged your g-spot, stimulating even more pleasure. The room filled with your sounds of pleasure and the noise of your soaked pussy being finger fucked.

“Chris!” You screamed out with your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Tugging his hair harshly made him groan, sending vibrations right at your core. You were already pretty sensitive from the other rounds so it didn’t take long for a knot to form in your lower abdomen. Your cum soaked walls squeezed Chris’s fingers as the knot grew tighter and tighter.

“Fuck” Chris mumbled against your folds.

He groaned as it grew harder to keep up his motions with how tightly you squeezed him. But he still managed even as the knot fell apart. Pleasure coated your body as you saw the stars.

Unwrap my love and open me up (open me up) It's the season of givin', so let me give you what you want (Let me give you what you want)

He rode you out, slowing down as you dwindled back to Earth.

“Better mi amor?” Chris grinned as strings of arousal and drool fell from his lips.

Your hole closed up as pulled out and hovered his torso over you.

“Taste how delicious you are mi vida” he grinned as he leaned down connecting his lips to yours.

You could still taste the saltiness of his cum mixed in with your sweet arousal. Your fingers traveled down his toned torso and wrapped around his hardening shaft. Massaging his shaft you grew needy for one last round. You knew you both were approaching sensitivity, and it wouldn't last as long as either of you wanted but that didn't matter. You just wanted one last intimate moment before morning, before having to fly back down to the city.

"One last time papito?" You whispered into his lips.

I didn't even make a list this year 'Cause everything I need is all right here in those eyes (Those eyes) It might be freezin' outside

"Carajo mi amor you're so tight" Chris groaned as he slid into you. 

His head teased your g-spot as his thrusts were slow and calculated. Chris wanted to stay inside you for as long as possible, and was willing to drag out both orgasms. He held your thigh close to his chest as his hips met yours. Finger nails dug into his tattooed biceps, as your eyes rolled back. The fake fur felt soft against your back as your torso moved back and forth with every thrust.

“Chris” you cried out like a prayer as he buried himself deep inside your skin.

Your mind fogged as you were sent back up to the clouds. His moans and groans were a heavenly melody to your ears.

But it's gonna be a warm December Makin' memories (Oh, makin' memories) to last 'til next November It's gonna be a warm, warm December (Warm December) 'Cause this holiday, I got you with me

A light layer of sweat coated both bodies. His tattoos glistened and glowed as the fire illuminated everything on him. In your eyes he looked like an angel on earth, who was sent here to show you a sliver of paradise.

“Chris” was all you could say coherently.

Pleasure built up in your lower abdomen once again tightening your muscles. Chris throbbed inside you twitching his shaft. He was not going to last much longer, and knew you needed a little more to officially push you over the edge. Chris’s fingers made their way to your swollen pearl and drew your favorite pattern. You hissed at the contact to your sensitive pearl but that was practically all you needed. He adjusted his hips giving you an extra push.

“Chris!” you cried out with a string of curses as your walls squeezed his shaft.

He was close behind you, and with that single orgasmic squeeze he came with you. It was so intimate having him finish and fill you up at the same time as you hit your high. You were still floating in the clouds as he pulled out and nuzzled into your side offically exhausted. Chris rubbed his thumb along your side as he listened to your heart beat steady out. Your fingers laced through his hair again, only this time in a gentle touch. 

“I don’t wanna go back” you whispered, voice still hoarse from your screams. 

“Me either amor” He hummed giving you a soft kiss on your lips.

Oh (Oh), oh (Oh), oh (Oh) I got you with me, mm (Oh) Mm, (Oh) mm I got you with me, mm

[seasickbaby]

Just a Kiss (II)

Pairing: Christopher x reader

Words: 1.7k

Summary: Christopher offers to help improve your *romantic* skills, and he isn’t kidding. When you agree, things escalate and feelings you tried to suppress resurface. 

A/N: Hola amores! Thank you so much for your patience with his fic. Ngl I don’t think this is my best writing but I wanted to get it up anyways. This chapter is short but I’m thinking about making this a series. Please come talk to me about this chapter and what you (want) think is gonna happen next! As always, feedback is greatly appreciated and keeps me motivated to write more. Also from now on my notes will go at the bottom! Enjoy!

You can read part one here: 

https://seasickbaby.tumblr.com/post/188487428355/just-a-kiss

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“I mean,,, t-tips…” You stutter, “Give me tips.”

Christopher clicks his tongue and leans back on the counter.

“Tips will only get you so far y/n… This is more of a hands on activity.”

You roll your eyes and slap his arm playfully. “Come on, I need a guy’s perspective. I could give you some in return.”

Chris, completely unfazed, just takes another sip of his beer. The lack of attention is bothersome so you cross your arms and pout your lip; inner five year old coming out when he doesn’t give you what you want.

Chris steals a side glance and chuckles. He then turns and, with a soft gaze, places a soft hand underneath your chin.

“No offense princesa, but what tips could you possibly give me?”

Forehead wrinkling, you force a laugh.

Wow, that was rude.

“Full offense Chris, but for how much you get gassed up about your skills, I expected more.”

This takes him by surprise. He was used to being teased by the other members, sure, but never about his ways with women. Everyone knew he was a ladies man. Even himself.

“Woah what do you mean?” Visibly hurt and confused, Chris pulls back his hand and dramatically places it over his chest.

You pretend you do not hear.

“Hmmm, maybe I should just ask Zabdi, I bet he won’t mind.” You shrug before hopping off the stool, “I’ve heard good things about him too.” You wink.

“Wait, wait, wait.”

His hand finds yours before you could walk away.

“Fine. I’ll help you, but first take back what you said.”

His ego got hurt, cute.

“And why would I do that?” You smile innocently.

He gives a small tug on your hand and brings you to stand in front of him, pulling you in between his legs when he hooks his hands behind your lower back. Eyes burning into yours.

Funny how people say that the eyes are the gateway to the soul. Most would say Chris is an open book; his outgoing, energetic personality makes it seem like such, but his eyes always spoke the words he never said out loud. Full of emotions yet never revealing too much, only showing what he wanted you to see.

You let yourself get lost in them every once in a while, never for too long. But right now, being so close in proximity, staring straight into his doe eyes, made you a little light headed.

Not even kidding, you could’ve kissed him again right there and then... if Erick hadn’t interrupted. The young one came over, ever so happily, and throws his arms over both your shoulders; the movement forcing Chris’ hands to let go of you.

“Ayyyy, compadres.”

“Erick your breath smells like beer.” Chris laughs as he sees you wrinkle your nose in the opposite direction of his face.

“Honestly, who even gave you alcohol you’re a baby!”  

“I am not! Tengo 18 años para su información. I’m a full grown, legal, adult!” Erick sloppily waves his hands in the air.

“Uh huh, we can see that.”

A couple minutes pass of the three of you standing there together, laughing and talking, until Erick stops mid conversation and gasps.

Listen to the song!” He instructs.

You and Chris both give each other a puzzled look as you try to listen over the crowd of drunk people.

“Que sordos… It’s El Guachineo!” He grabs your hand and starts to pull you out onto the dance floor, “Come on, let's dance!”

You swallow the last of your drink and the tequila pumps through your veins, making you feel bolder and confident. Perhaps it was the way Chris was looking at you or the one too many shots you took, you weren’t really sure, but you get the sudden urge to give in to Christopher’s temptations. Nervously biting your lip, you lean closer to him, and you’re sure going to regret this once you’re sober.

“Prove me wrong, and I’ll retract my statement.”

He could've not known what you meant, but the way his eyes widened made you think otherwise. You send him a flirtatious, yet sweet, smile before letting Erick drag you away.

There was never a dull moment when dancing with Erick. The way he flung his arms around everywhere and his facial expressions always had you laughing. Erick was a good dancer, no doubt about it, but he’s also a goofy guy, and that goofiness is multiplied by ten when he drinks.

Eventually the rest of the boys join you on the dance floor; everyone except Christopher. The longer you danced the longer you overthought the comment you previously made; anxiety begins builds up in your stomach. You try to push the thoughts away and instead focus on the boys in front of you, who were arguing over who was better at dancing bachata.

After what felt like an hour, you leave the group to look for Chris. You begin with where you last left him. Upon not finding him, you turn to the person most likely to have seen him last.

“Excuse me,” You smile at the barista, “have you, by any chance, seen a man with sloppy brown hair, tattoo sleeved arms, and looks like,,, a deer… kinda?”

“The Velez guy that was sitting with you over there?”

“Yes! That one.”

“He left not long after you and el otro muchacho went out to dance.” She gave you an apologetic smile.

The way your heart drops a little is unsettling, so you ignore the feeling and, instead, order one last shot of tequila before heading back to the hotel. You shoot the boys a quick text in the groupchat and head out of the club.

                                                                                                To: Thicc boyz + y/n

I’m going back to the hotel, have fun :)

From: Thicc boyz + y/n

Zabdi: Who’s taking you?

You’ve been drinking all night

                                                                                                To: Thicc boyz + y/n

I called an uber I'm fine

From: Thicc boyz + y/n

Richard: I’m coming with you

                                                                                                To: Thicc boyz + y/n

 I’m F I N E, enjoy your night

From: Thicc boyz + y/n

Richard: You’re drunk in a big city we don’t know, 

I'm not letting you go alone

                                                                                                To: Thicc boyz + y/n                                                            *not drunk & too late :P

Later, xoxo

You throw your head back on the Uber’s seat with a sigh and close your eyes, feeling a bit dizzy.

“Long night?” The Uber guy asks.

You sigh with a small laugh  “In a way.” Even though it was only two in the morning; at this time people are still drinking non stop.

“Well, I hope whatever is troubling you now resolves itself soon. Remember, everything happens for a reason.”

It was a small but sweet gesture. Maybe your troubles were a bit dumb but he made your feelings validated. Let’s just say, you got back to the hotel safe and sound and with a new friend: Ricky the driver.

The elevator ride to the fourteenth floor was slow and you couldn’t wait to finally relax. You open the door of your room and smile in relief when you kick your heels off. You took a shower, put on your favorite silk pjs, threw a robe over it and flopped on the bed to watch The Lion King (for the hundredth time) with a bowl of grapes. You were in the middle of singing Hakuna Matata when your phone rings.

A notification from Chris pops up.

Christopher:

Did you make it back to the hotel safely? [2:50 am]

Y/N:

I did, thanks for asking [2:51 am]

Where did you go tonight? [2:53 am]

Christopher:

I, uh, had to take care of a little problem [2:54 am]

Y/N

Oh? [1:54 am]

Christopher:

That you caused… [2:54 am]

Y/N:

I’m even more confused  [2:55 am]

Christopher:

Did you mean what you said before? [2:57 am]

Y/N:

What do you mean [2:57 am]

Christopher:

About,,, you know [2:58 am]

Christopher:

Proving you wrong [2:58 am]

Y/N:

Oh, I didn’t not mean it [2:59 am]

Your heart thuds loudly as you anticipate his response

Christopher:

Y/N you’re Richard’s little sister… [3:00 am]

Y/N:

Damn. Bitches just want to be good kissers and end up getting exposed to their brother… I’m bitches :( [3:00 am]

Y/N:

Just say you don’t like me and GO [3:01 am]

Christopher:

I guess I could teach you a thing or two [3:02 am]

That has you sitting up abruptly. Eyes scanning the text over and over. You feel your heart in your throat and, why is it extremely hot all of a sudden? You push yourself off your bed and pace around the room, unsure of what to do or say next.

Your phone dings with another text and you scramble to read it.

Christopher:

Come to my room. [3:05 am]

A101 [3:05 am]

You debate it at first. Coming up with multiple “what if’s” and a long list of things that could go wrong. But at the end of the day you knew this was a one time thing, no strings attached, and a way to practice. So why not?

You’re knocking on room A101’s door sooner than you expected. You look down at your shorts and curse yourself for not wearing something less revealing. A couple seconds pass, enough for you to change your mind, so you turn to walk away.

“A donde vas?”

A voice too familiar says behind you. You slowly face him, heart beating out of your chest and hands a tad clammy.

“Strictly for instructional purposes only?” You raise one eyebrow.

“Nothing more.” He extends his hand and you stare at it for a second before grabbing it. His lips part into a smile and yours return it. Chris pulls you into the room, letting out a small laugh as you trip over your feet. He reaches a hand up to brush through your hair, stopping at your jaw and tracing his thumb all the way to your lips.Your laugh dies down as you see Christopher’s eyes flick to your lips, tongue coming across them in a slow, sultry, motion.

Deep down, you knew you were crossing a line which you couldn’t come back from. And you were worried. Lowkey truly worried. Because there was so much on that line: your friendship with Christopher (one of your best friends), Christopher’s relationship with your Richard (his band mate and best friend) and your relationship with your brother. But all those worries vanish when Chris leans in to press a soft kiss to your forehead, your nose, and then the corner of your lips.

“Step number one.”

[daniela2908of]

[quierick]

cnco as the office :))

[jerkfulatina]

300🎉!

I forgot to post it pero I hit 300!! So as a result of that I decided imma be taking in any type of requests for things to write! It can include:

Ships

Blurbs

Headcannons

Mini series, etc

I know I still have to finish the ships I have in my inbox but I'm so close to finishing school so as soon as I am done the writing is all I'm gonna focus on. Sunday will be the latest I start so pls be patient lol pero feel free to send in any requests!! :)

[thequeenkrys15]

His Woman

This fic is dedicated to Miss Nadia, aka @flamediel​​

First off, I would like to apologize to you Queen, because this took much longer than I imagined, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.

About a month ago, Miss Nadia underwent a lot of unnecessary hate for no reason. Really all hate is unnecessary, but it was hate nonetheless. I would like to remind everyone who reads this fic that it there is never a good reason to be malicious to someone, and that it is always better to spread positivity. In my eyes, we are all kings and queens and should treat each other as such. 

Miss Nadia, please know that to me, you are awesome. You are amazing, and marvelous and every positive word in the dictionary in every language. You are a queen, an empress a GODDESS, and if anyone tells you differently they can kick rocks because they’re peasants and queens don’t have time for peasants. And if no one has said it today, I LOVE YOU! And so does this man right here!

Pairing: Zabdiel de Jesus x Nadia!Reader

Word Count: 2950

Warnings: Slight Angst, Smut, 18+, minors DNI, protected sex (no glove, no love), fondling, fingering, oral (female receiving), fluff, and google translated spanish

Without further adeu, Miss Nadia sweetie, enjoy!

Dating a musician was hard for anyone, especially when that musician was in a famous band like Nadia’s man. CNCO was often doing promo and concerts, sometimes it was hard to find time. And it didn’t help that the two of them were in a long-distance relationship. Some of the guys trying to hit on her in Cairo were so rude. And Nadia could only imagine all the women making themselves look “too available” for Zabdiel. But alas, he always made sure to silence her insecurities. “You’re the only one for me, Nadia, mi amol”, he would say in that thick Puerto Rican accent that always made her swoon. They always Facetimed each other every day and flew out to see each other when they could. They say time apart makes the heart grow fonder, then the two of them must be infatuated, because Nadia and Zabdiel were in love.

           Time seemed to align perfectly for Zabdiel and Nadia. CNCO got some vacation time to relax, and Nadia saved up enough sick days and vacation days two get a whole two months of paid leave. How would the two choose to spend this newfound time? Why with each other of course! Zabdiel put everything in motion the second he knew she was coming. He wanted this time off to be stress free and be filled with love and romance for his woman, Nadia. The next two months were about to be the best she has ever had.

           After getting off the plane in Miami, Nadia was overrun with happiness and joy, and just in a few moments, she would see the love of her life. As she approached Baggage Claim, it’s like the world stopped. Zabdiel had been searching for Nadia for the past 15 minutes, and once his eyes locked with hers, a huge smile spread across his face. It started as a sprint, and then a full-blown dash as they ran to each other. When the two finally had their arms wrapped around each other, a wash of calm and clarity overcame them both. This felt right, this felt like love.

“Hola mi amol, estoy tan feliz de que estés aqui”, he whispered into her ear.

“I missed you so much, baby”, Nadia cried into his shoulder happily.

           Zabdiel and Nadia broke apart after a few more minutes, wiping their eyes and walking hand in hand, grabbing her suitcases, and striding out of the airport. The two headed to his car and put the bags in the trunk. Zabdiel opened the door for his woman, and the two of them climbed in and started their ride home.

“Te amo mi cariño”, he kissed her hand.

“And I love you”, she said sweetly.

Nadia knew that these next two months were going to be a blast.

 Time Jump

             These two months were going nothing like Nadia thought it would. Don’t get her wrong, Zabdiel was treating her like a queen in every sense of the word, from feeding her fruit, to afternoon massages, to late night lovin! When it came to Zabdiel, Nadia was on cloud nine, but it was something else that was bringing her down more than usual: the fans. Now in the beginning, the CNCOwners were ecstatic about the relationship Nadia had blossomed with Zabdiel, and for the most part, they still are. There are positive messages in her inbox from the fans all the time, and they always lift her spirits when she’s down. But lately, somethings been off with them, or at least some of them. It started when Nadia was giving weekly updates to the fans about what Mr. de Jesús was up to. Even though the band was on break, he still did somethings band-related, like producing music. Sometimes when he’s in his element, she likes to get a video of him because she knows the fans would love the content. Or when you catch him doing something cute like playing with Appa, she knew the fans would swoon. Even though most of the fans were showing her love, some were showing her hate. Like HATE, hate. Like hate to the point where they were telling her to kill herself. Like, who does that? At first, she didn’t pay them any mind, because of course there were always the nay-sayers. But the comments started getting worst, like to the point where they were making her cry. She couldn’t believe there were people like this on the internet. She tried to keep this from Zabdiel as long as she could, this time was supposed to be about them, not some asshats that were trying to bring her spirits down. But of course, Zabdiel knew his woman way too well for her to keep a secret like this.

           Zabdiel had just got home from a dinner run when he walked in and noticed the apartment was eerily silent.

“¡Nadia, estoy en casa!” he shouted through the home to place her. She didn’t respond.

           He placed the food in the refrigerator and went in search of his girlfriend, finally finding her in the bedroom.

“Nena, ¿me has oído? Why didn’t you respond?”

           He turned her around in the bed, just to find she was crying her eyes out.

“¿Por que estás llorando? What happened?”

           Still trying to save face, Nadia pushed it aside to change the subject.

“Everything’s fine honey. What did you get to eat?” She was totally lying in his face, and Zabdiel was not having it.

           Before Zabdiel could ask again what had her in distress, her phone lit up with a notification, and before she could redirect his attention, he snatched her phone away.

“What is this, Nadia?” he tapped on the notification.

“It’s nothing Zab. Please don’t open---”

           But it was too late. He had opened it, and what he saw made him bubble with anger. Countless negative comments on her social media degrading her, berating her, calling her names and how she was worthless. One he scrolled past literally told her to kill herself. Are they serious? He could not believe that his so called “fans” were the ones harassing her like this. Oh, he was going to put a stop to this once and for all.

“¿Por cuánto tiempo ha estado sucediendo esto?” he asked in sorrow.

“Zabdiel, please.” She just wanted to forget about it, but he wouldn’t budge.

“How long, Nadia.” His tone was firmer, and because she knew he wasn’t going to leave it alone, she conceded.

“A few weeks.” She sighed. He huffed in frustration but spoke to her in a soft tone.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked in curiosity, not understanding why she would keep something like this from him.

“Because I didn’t want you to worry, okay? This time together was supposed to be about us, not some mean fans. I just shouldn’t have let it get to me so much.”

           At the sound of her blaming herself for this nonsense, Zabdiel wrapped Nadia up in the tightest hug he could muster, quieting her claims.

“Escúchame mi amol. None of this your fault, and I am sorry this has happened. Those are not my fans; they are just evil people with nothing better to do. I’m gonna put a stop to this in the morning.”

Nadia tried to protest, but he shushed her concerns, leaving no room for discussion. He kissed her forehead.

“If this happens again nena, you have to tell me so I can fix it. I can’t help if you don’t let me. Okay?” he held her face in his hands as she nodded, showing she understood.

           He kissed her lips tenderly, savoring the taste of her. It started off slow, but the kiss grew hungrier, more primal than anything before. His tongue slid into her mouth, dancing around each other, until Nadia’s tongue gave in to his, accepting his dominance.

“I’m gonna make you forget all about them hermosa” he whispered into her ear.

           He laid her down on the bed as he began to kiss under her jaw, moving toward her neck and shoulder juncture, suckling her pulse point. She moaned, knowing that tonight was going to be a long one. His hands held her waist, as he slid her shirt up, exposing her stomach. He kissed and nipped along the sides her tummy, forcing her shirt up. He pulled away for a split second, finally pulling her shirt off, getting frustrated with the fabric. He was mesmerized by the way her breasts looked in her black bra; he was practically salivating at the mouth.

“Eres exquisita” he leaned down to kiss her neckline, traveling to her cleavage, nipping at the rise of her left boob, and then the right.

“You have too many clothes on” Nadia said as she slid her hands under his shirt, desperate to feel him as he was feeling her.

           He pulled away to get his shirt off, as Nadia threw her bra across the room. Zabdiel was back on her in seconds, sucking her left nipple into his mouth while he fondled the right breast in his huge hand. His warm mouth was doing wonders for her body, and all the pleasure she felt was shot straight to her core. He kissed the valley in between her breasts and down her stomach, knowing exactly where he was headed. Undoing her zipper, he worked her pants off her body and tossed them to the side of the bed, leaving her in her black underwear. He sniffed between her legs, nuzzling her nub which sent a jolt up her spine.

“Hueles dulce” he sighed as he pulled her panties off her body, leaving her bare.

           He pulled her legs over his shoulders, gripped her thighs, and licked a long stripe up from her slit to her pearl, making her gasp.

“But you taste even sweeter.” Zabdiel was grinning like a Cheshire cat.

           If there was one thing people knew about Zabdiel, it was that he had an oral fixation. He always had something in his mouth, whether it was gum, a lollipop, or in this case, her pussy. And he was an expert with his tongue, knowing just where to lick to get his woman stimulated. He licked in between her lips, just so she could get a feel for him. He then licked at her clit, drawing her favorite star pattern, sending her to another galaxy. Nadia was a moaning mess, her hand flew to where his head was, physically telling him not to move an inch. But Zabdiel wouldn’t dare, he was enjoying this just as much as she was. Knowing that it was him causing his woman so much pleasure, made him painfully hard in his pants. But his woman had to cum first.

“Do you want more, my love?” Nadia was gasping for air, nodding her head frantically, but that wasn’t enough for him.

“Usa tus palabras, hermosa” he breathed into her core as he licked down her slit.

“Yes! Baby please, I need more!” she begged, desperate to chase her high.

           Zabdiel inserted his middle finger into her hot channel, and then his index, massaging her inner walls. He found that one spot inside her that made her back arch, hips rising off the bed. This action made Nadia’s eyes roll in the back of her head; she was gripping the sheets for dear life, whining. She was so close, he just needed to say it. And he knew it too.

“It’s okay nena, I got you. Dale” he sucked her pearl into his mouth, hard.

           That one word and one action, lit her body on fire. Her orgasm was explosive, mind and body in the clouds, she didn’t think she would ever come down. Zabdiel worked her through her orgasm until she returned to earth, drinking up everything she had to give him. He sat up, and peering at his face he looked like a glazed donut. He hopped off the bed for a split second, getting his pants and boxers off in one push. Nadia would have had to seen it a thousand times, but she will never get tired of seeing just how magnificent Zabdiel’s penis was. She reached out to grasp it, but Zabdiel pushed her hand away, leaning over her.

“No nena, tonight is about you. Relájate” he said as he nestled in between her thighs.

           He kissed her first, slow and sensual, pouring out all his emotions in one action. He leaned over to the side to grab a condom out of the night drawer. Once he put the condom on, he lined himself up at her entrance, and ever the gentleman, he peered up at her to make sure she was okay. Holding on to his biceps, she nodded, and he eased the head of his cock into her tight channel, taking the breath out of both of their lungs.

“Carajo nena. Eres tan apretada” he gasped into her ear.

           Once fully seated, he took a minute to let her adjust. No matter how many times they’ve had sex together, his girth always took her by surprise. Zabdiel could feel Nadia hips moving slightly against his, signaling him to move. He drew back his hips all the way, leaving only the tip in to tease her, then he slammed himself back in, to the hilt. His thrusts were slow, making love to her through his actions.

“Eres perfecta” he whispered into her ear as he kissed her neck.

She felt euphoric in every sense of the word; not only was he making her feel good physically, he was also making her feel good emotionally. Every stroke he took pulled all the negative comments out of her mind and replaced them with deep and utter bliss. She was on cloud nine, but she needed to get to the moon. She wanted to forget, and Zabdiel was the only way how.

“Faster, Papi” she pleaded, begging him to take her pain away.

           It was like a switch flipped inside his head. Nadia knew if she wanted a different side of Zabdiel, a more aggressive side, that was the one word that would do the trick. “Domdiel” appeared in a matter of seconds, gripping her hips harder, and his strokes started matching the speed of a jackhammer. Nadia felt him everywhere, from her neck down to her core. She knew there would be bruises in the morning, but she didn’t care, all that mattered was this moment right now.

“Papi, I’m close!” She held on to him for dear life, nails running down his back so hard they almost broke skin.

           Zabdiel was in the same boat, as his thrusts were starting to lose their rhythm. He reached down between her legs, drawing a nice figure eight on her bundle of nerves, sure that it will help her reach a final high.

“Cum for me, Nadia.”

           That was all it took. Her body arched and convulsed off the bed. She screamed out in pleasure as her orgasm washed over her. A white-hot light flooded the back of her eyes, leaving her in a state of pure ecstasy. Zabdiel wasn’t far behind, getting three more pumps in before he stilled, spilling himself into the rubber. He collapsed onto her, but she didn’t mind, welcoming the warmth. After a few seconds Zabdiel got up and retreated to the bathroom to throw away the rubber. He returned to Nadia with a washcloth in hand, leaning down to clean her up, being mindful that she was still very sensitive. When he was finished, he tossed the rag into the laundry hamper, and crawled into bed, snuggling up to his woman.

“Te amo, mi vida” he whispered as he drifted off to slumber.

“Te amo, mi cariño” she said back as sleep overcame her.

           In that moment, Nadia felt at peace. Not anger, not sadness, just simple peace.

Time Jump

           When morning came, Nadia found herself in bed, alone. Finding Zabdiel’s discarded shirt, she slipped it on and made her way to the living room, in search of her boyfriend. The sight that she came across almost made her cry. Zabdiel was on the couch with his phone in hand, going completely off on the fans that were spewing hate towards her. He said that he was disappointed and angry that some of his so-called “fans” would go so far as to hurt his woman intentionally. He also said that true fans would want to see him happy, and that if they were real fans, they would either show you two some love, or just simply be quiet. He saw Nadia out of the corner of his eye and decided to end the video there.

“Ahora si me disculpas, voy a salir con mi mujer.”

           He motioned for her to come sit with him, so she did. He placed her on his lap and wrapped his arms around her waist.

“You didn’t have to do that, you know. I could have gotten over it.” She said as she leaned against his chest.

“You shouldn’t have to. Tú eres mi mujer, and I’m not gonna tolerate any disrespect, no matter who it’s from.” He kissed her on her forehead.

           The two stayed like that for a moment, just basking in the peaceful silence, until Nadia spoke up.

“So the day has just started, what do you want to do?” She looked into his eyes.

“How about my woman decides for today?” He gave his signature dimple-filled smile.

“Your woman? I like the sound of that!” She cheesed as they hugged each other tightly.

           Yeah, their relationship was hard sometimes, but being his woman, makes it all worthwhile.

[virgatowhipped]

Alright CNCOWNERS we have a year and a half of CNCO. Hope they don't spilt before that. Anyway let's enjoy and process this info. Everyone come back to Tumblr for the guys lets reminisce, gossip, and discuss conspiracy theories like we've done in the past. Tumblr has always been my go to chat with English speaking fans. Fan fic writers please return, i could really go for a good head cannon right now. CNCOWNERS its time to return.

Best,

Clara, H, Andre

Agreed, though I'm confused at the signoff of the claim that this is from any of their managers lol

[papichriscnco]

CNCO Head Cannon ~ Someone Walks In On You

Richard

Each one of your limbs is tied to the bed and he is walking around the bed wearing his boxers with a whip in his hands.

Neither of you notice when his sibling walks in

“What the fuck?” Yashua shouts freaking out 

Richard’s head bounces over and he freaks the fuck out

He quickly covers you with a random blanket that had been tossed on the floor.

Yashua runs out 

“Dude, you get a good fucking look?” 

Richard is running out after Yashua angry af

You’re still tied to the bed and you pull at the rope but it just ends up hurting you

He runs back in the room 

“Sorry.” he mutters

Quickly unties you.

“You okay?”

You nod and once you’re free, Richard runs after Yashua angry for not walking out straight away.

Erick

You were caught in reverse cowgirl

He was sitting up and you were on top, head thrown back

His mum knocked on the door but you were too distracted and didn’t respond

she walked in but lucky for you, you were still wearing a bra and had a sheet covering the bottom half of you.

As soon as your eyes met hers, you quickly bounced off bringing the blankets up to your chest covering Erick as well

“W-Why did you stop?” Erick has no realisation

“S-sorry.” his mum mutters and runs out

“Fuck.” Erick freaks out

Instantly you both get out of bed and get dressed

“What do I do?” he is so worried about his mum

Doesn’t know how to react

Not sure what to do 

You both get dressed and walk out ashamed 

Never mentions it again

Joel

Caught in missionary 

His younger brother walks in while you’re kissing and Joel is hovering over you

He quickly shuts the door and walks out. 

Joel’s head pops out from the blankets when he hears the door close

“Oh my gosh.” you mutter

Joel knows it’s just his brother because no one else was home so he convinces you to finish up

Once you’re both done, Joel goes to talk to his brother

Makes sure that he didn’t see you naked

Apologises to his brother because he feels bad that he had to see it

You walk in and apologise

Just makes his brother more embarrassed 

Zabdiel

Caught in doggy style

Your head is down so you don’t realise when one of his cousins walks in

“Sorry!” 

His cousin runs out of the room and your head bounces up

Zabdiel quickly pulls away from you

He isn’t too panicked

More so embarrassed but also not embarrassed

He kisses you while you freak out 

“What are we going to do?”

“Nena, it’s fine! Don’t worry.”

Shrugs, “let’s just sleep.”

“Go talk to your cousin!”

He doesn’t want to

The mood has been ruined so he just wants to sleep

You bug him enough so he apologises to his cousin and then walks back in the room to sleep

“My cousin said you shouldn’t be embarrassed. Now can we sleep?”

You fall asleep in each others arms.

Chris

You and Chris were in a position you had never tried

you were standing, bent over and he was holding your hands to hold you up

You were both moaning loudly and his older brother walked in 

“Fuck.” he laughed quickly walking out

You quickly stood up pulling away but Chris pulled on your hands and you were back in your position

You giggled and the both of you finished before Chris got dressed

“Do you think we should apologise to your brother?”

“No. Lets just sleep.”

You are more worried and embarrassed than he is

“Please go talk to your brother.” you mutter after trying to sleep

“huh?”

“I’m embarrassed, please say sorry.”

He laughs and goes to apologise but his brother and him just end up laughing together and forgetting about the entire interaction

@rosebud213 @sapdfrpimentel @stellastyless @joelitos-baby @joelpimenteljs @lostinzabdielito @h-bea92  @chrissycallejo @marinohr​ @ericksmamita @mind-fuck-me-harderr @stressedkitkatttt @prettyboystyles @la-undercover-latina

[intoxicatingpimentel-blog]

rojo o amarillo? (Joel)

Pairing: Joel Pimentel x reader 

Genre: fluff?

Rating: T

Summary: phone calls and getting ready 

Red or yellow… red or yellow.. red or-

“Will you hurry up?” my mother yells, after barging into my room. My heart beats so fast it feels like it is going to burst out of my chest. “You scared me!” I exclaim. “And you’re going to make us late. Hurry up” she says before slamming the door behind her.

Taking steady breaths, I try to focus on the clothing before me. The same question still on my mind. My hands grip the cold metal hangers and hold the two dresses in front of me.

Red or yellow?

I stare in silence contemplating hard as if this decision will determine whether I live or die. The sound of a quacking duck fills the room, making it seem like this is really a life or death situation. It feels like I’ve had nearly two heart attacks all within minutes. Why did he insist on having that, out of all things, be his ringtone? 

The hangers slip from my grasp onto the mattress below. My hands now finding their way to my cellphone. “Hello” I say into the phone. “Hey babe” my boyfriend, aka Joel, replies.

“Help me out, red or yellow?” I ask. The line falls silent for a few seconds. “Red for sure” he replies. “I should’ve called you a long time ago, thank you” I say. He laughs, “you’re still not dressed? Weren’t you supposed to leave already?”

Hitting the speaker button, I throw the phone on the bed while picking up the red dress with my other hand. “I’m getting dressed now!” I yell. “I’ll be praying for you” he replies. “Please do, my mom already told me to hurry up. If she comes back then I’ll be seeing my best friend la chancla” I say.

“Like I said I’ll be praying because knowing you, you still haven’t taken your hair out of a ponytail” he says. I look up into the full sized mirror near my bed and groan. My hair is indeed still tied up and looking very very frizzy. “I need to do wonders right now” I say. “Just wear a hat or something” he replies. “Hats don’t like me” I say. He laughs again, “well maybe they’ll like you today.”

“Are you on your way?’ I ask him. “Nope, I was going to leave in a few minutes though” he replies. “One second!” I yell as I make my way towards the door. I sheepishly walk into the kitchen, “mom?”

“You don’t look ready to me” she says. “W-well um Joel hasn’t left yet so I can ask him to pick me up” I reply. “Ay it’s a kids birthday party not a fashion show. You better not be too late” she says before calling for my younger siblings. I run back to my room as fast as I can. 

“Babe?”

There’s rustling before I hear a, “yes?”

“Can you pick me up please?” I ask. “Claro que si” he replies. “Thank you! I’m going to fix my hair and do a little makeup so see you in twenty?” I ask. “Sounds good, adios mi amor” he replies. “Adios baby” I say with a big smile on my face.

I don’t know what this is, it’s short and like I said idk but enjoy :-)) 

[imgloriaa]

Love how CNCO has been giving us some content. Yet i want more. Id love to see the guys on the Zach Sang show again or that Hot wings show not surw if the correct name. Wonder if Joyce has anymore content up her sleeve for us. Thought the guys were going to read a fan fic with her???

it’d be so embarrassing to them reading a fan fic written about them, please don’t let this happen lmao plus yes, more joyce content’s coming 👀

[anninhiliation]

Insecure

Masterlist

Disclaimer: DONT COPY MY WORK. YOU HAVE NO CONSENT TO DO SO.

Standing in the mirror, you let out a heavy sigh. You were different than his past girlfriends and hookups. He's always been with “the skinny girl” and the “athletic girl”, never someone with your body type. 

So why me? You thought focusing on your figure

You had rolls, stretch marks around your arms, thighs, hips, breasts, and stomach. You weren’t a model, you didn’t sing on stage or dance. Just an average big-boned young woman. Your day started out fine until your favorite pair of jeans refused to close. Working so hard to wiggle into the tight fabric only to struggle more than usual around your hips and once it fully came up, the button refused to clasp and the zipper refused to budge. Staring at the light wash jeans, you focused on the stitching on the sides, noticing the threads struggled to maintain in place. Finding clothes that fit you right, was always a challenge, and more recently you went up a size. Only making the challenge more difficult. Tears swelled up around your eyes as you hyper-focused on every little detail about yourself you didn’t like. Suddenly you heard the bedroom door open pulling you away from your thoughts as Richard walked in. His wide grin made your heart flutter, as he approached you from behind. 

“Shawty I thought we were gonna grab lunch but I guess not” he flirted as he looked you up and down

“No- we are getting lunch” you sighed as you went to grab a shirt to cover-up 

He was quick to pick up on your body language making his grin fall. He stopped you and cupped your face making you look at him in the eye. He noticed how glassy your eyes were and frowned, as his own eyes softened. 

“Wanna tell me what’s wrong?” he asked as he studied your face

“Its nothing” you looked down and to the side avoiding his gaze

“Shawty somethings wrong, was it a fan?” he clenched his jaw as thoughts flooded his mind 

If Richard was anything, it was very protective of you. Never controlling, just wanting to shield you away from the spotlight, knowing how damaging it can be. 

“No” you whispered

“You gonna tell me what’s wrong then?” he raised an eyebrow

“I’m ugly and my pants don’t fit” you choked out between your sobs

Richard pulled you in for a hug, rubbing your back consoling you. 

“Shawty you’re beautiful” he whispered as he ran his finger through your hair “the prettiest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on”

“You’re just saying that” you sobbed as you pulled away 

Richard slowly wiped your tears away with his thumb. 

“I’m not,” he said sincerely 

"But I'm not skinny" you whined "or like the other girls I don't even know why you're with me" 

"I don't care about your fluff shawty. I like it. I like you the way you are” he spoke “The other girls?" Richard questioned as he furrowed his eyebrows

"Yea like your past hookups" you pouted

"Shawty you're better than them that’s why they were a fuck and leave" he consoled "you're a keeper"

“You’re better than the mistakes from my past. I couldn’t think of anyone better to act as a mother figure towards Aaliyah when I have her. I love you, and all of you” 

His words made your heart flutter and did help you feel better to a certain extent. 

“I love you too” you sniffled 

“Why don’t we find you new pants instead of lunch?” he offered “I’ll take you all over Miami until we find you some fire jeans. My treat.”

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Anon: Could you do one with any of the boys where you are insecure mabey kind of "plus size " or "bigger" if you know what i mean

A/N: Weight doesn't not equal beauty. The anon wanted a bad day depicted and I hope I did it justice. This is my first ever plus-size imagine, so if you have any recommendations for different wording or correcting me on something please do so. This is not my body type, I don't know what it's like. Don't be rude, but please by all means educate me. ALSO, insecurity comes in so many different ways!!! I just depicted one, which is to cry about it, I've cried about my problems. Its okay to cry. Also consoling is not my thing, so don't come at me. If you cried in front of me id low key not know what to do djfkjsdf

[ella-se-vuelve-loca]

#5 with Christopher please

#5 - “I love you to infinity and beyond.”

I’m back with a super cheesy and soft fic for y’all 💛 get ready for a Disney wedding with Chris 💕 I haven’t really written anything in a while, so I hope this is good

Masterlist

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“Are you excited?” My mom asked me as I sat down in front of a mirror, getting my hair and make up done. I could hear my friends laughing in the background and see them twirling around in their bridesmaids dresses. I smiled and looked up at her through the reflection and nodded. “I am. I can’t believe the day is actually here.”

I looked outside my window and saw how dark it was getting outside. It’s almost time and my heart is racing at the thought of living out the rest of my life with my best friend. She leaned down and grasped my hand into hers, rubbing small circles and sighed.

“... Okay I’m not gonna lie, I’m actually very nervous.” I said. “What if everything doesn’t turn out the way we planned? What if he’s having second thoughts? Am I just gonna - ”

“(Y/N), cálmese. Escuchame muy bien...” I glanced at her and nodded as she continued talking. “Your father and I have always prayed that you would find someone who will love you no matter what. Someone who was willing to put in the work and treat you as an equal. When we first met Christopher, I knew he was special. He was different than the guys you would bring home to meet us in the past and I just… I knew he was going to be in our lives for a very long time. (Y/N), you have nothing to worry about. He’s your soulmate, your other half… you found him.”

“Mom, you’re gonna make me cry and I just got my makeup done. I’m a mess. I am the conductor of the Hot Mess Express.” I chuckled and fanned my face as she laughed.

“I’m sorry for getting all sappy on you, but you needed to hear it.” After a few minutes, my sister had come up to me and held up her phone. “C’mon! Let’s take a quick photo.” She laughed as I leaned in and smiled.

“You know… Chris is gonna cry like a baby when he sees you.” She joked and I laughed, nodding. “I think he might, and I think he knows it because he’s told people he has no shame in getting emotional at the altar.” I’m not used to being without him for a day or not speaking to him for a day. I’m curious to see what he’s doing and I can’t wait to see him.

After everything was set and I was practically ready, I heard a knock on my door and my mom went to go and see who it was. “Is she ready?” I heard my father’s voice come through as I turned to look at him. He glanced at me and smiled, walking towards me.

“You look beautiful.” I smiled as he leaned in and gave me a hug. “I can’t believe the day’s here.” He chuckled and pulled away, tears welling up in his eyes as he finally got a good look at me. “Papá, please don’t cry..” He sniffled and laughed. “I’m not crying! There’s just something in my eye..”

I looked up at the clock in my room and took a deep breath in. “Toots… it’s time..” My dad spoke as he held out his hand for me to take. I grabbed my bouquet of flowers and looked at myself one last time in the mirror. “Okay.. let’s do this..”

We walked out of the room as everyone followed after us. One by one, the bridesmaids and groomsmen walked down the aisle until it was just me and my father. I looked up and saw him standing there. He looks so handsome…

Oh my God… I’m going to marry the man of my dreams..

I gripped onto my father’s arm as we got closer to where Chris was standing. I can’t believe I’m walking into my very own fairytale wedding.

I’ve been dreaming of a wedding like this since I was a very young child and knew I wanted to be a princess walking down the aisle. I never thought I would get it until now.

I turned and gave my father a hug and whispered into his ear. “I love you, papá… ” We pulled away and handed me off to Christopher. The second I felt his touch against mine, I feel at home. This is the man I’m meant to be with for the rest of my life.

He smiled at me with tears in his eyes as we now stood hand in hand at the altar in front of friends and family. “You look gorgeous, mi amor… ” I smiled at him as I heard the officiant begin speaking.

“Family, friends… we are gathered here to witness the marriage between Christopher Bryant Vélez Muñoz and (Y/N) (L/N). With the strength and beauty of this couple and their journey, I can think of no better place to celebrate their perfect day. Look at one another and remember this moment in time. In a few moments, you shall say a few words that will take you across a threshold of life, and things between you will never quite be the same. For after today, you shall say to the world - this is my husband. This is my wife. Both Christopher and (Y/N) decided to write their own vows and will share them in front of everyone..”

I felt my heart begin racing as we turned towards each other and began reading our vows. “(Y/N), mi amor… ” He started off. “God gave me my happily ever after 4 years ago when I least expected it. You move me like no one else has ever done before. I knew I loved you when you would smile and laugh at all of my silly jokes.” I smiled at him and waited for him to continue.

“I knew you were the one for me when you took care of my mother when she was sick. I saw how caring and nurturing you are and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you and our kids in the future. I want to wake up and see you and your crazy hair in the morning. I want you to be the last thing I see before I sleep. I promise to be your best friend because you are mine. Ultimately, I want to say that I want it all with you. There’s no other person I would go through Heaven and earth for than you. I love you and I can’t wait to start this new chapter together and be able to call you mi mujer… ”

I cleared my throat and began saying my vows.

“Chris. Cris P. Bacon. The real Chris shady. Kristoff. My nicknames for you have changed over the years, but my love for you has not.” He chuckled and wiped a tear away from his eye.

“Mi amor, you are my other half. I promise I will always save you a bite of food from my plate when you’re still hungry. I promise I will always celebrate you and celebrate with you. Your ups and downs, I’ll be with you through it all. I dread to think of how my life would be like if I never met you. Boring is probably the word because you bring so much laughter into my life.” He laughed as I took a shaky breath in.

“I’m excited to see what this new adventure with you as your wife would be like. Te amo mucho con todo mi corazón, mi amor.” We each slipped on our wedding rings and looked back up at each other. This is actually happening. We’re actually getting married…

His lips quivered a bit as I leaned in and wiped his tears away from his face. “Hey, I’m not afraid to cry, okay?” Everyone laughed as the officiant spoke.

“Christopher and (Y/N) have demonstrated the importance of growing roots that are deep and strong. May your marriage be stout and resilient. Christopher, you may now kiss the bride.” I smiled and wrapped my hands around his neck, bringing him closer to me as our lips touched. Our friends and family cheered as he placed his hand on my lower back and brought me closer to him.

We pulled away and looked into each other's eyes, smiling. “We’re married… ” He moved a strand of hair away from my face and chuckled. “Mi mujer… wow… ”

BOOM

We all turned our attention to the sky where fireworks were now going off above us. I chuckled and leaned into Christopher’s side, placing my hand on his chest as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder. Everyone gathered around us to admire the fireworks as I leaned in and planted a kiss onto my husband's lips.

“I love you to infinity and beyond.”

“That is so cheesy.”

“I know, but it feels right.”

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Hotel - Zabdiel (Part 1)

SO I HAVE FINISHED MY ESSAYS TODAY AND I AM FREE NOW. So decided to start off with a little teaser fic, I was thinking to do a second part to this. So let me know what you guys think! Sorry if it isn’t great I am defo trying my best! 

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Tagging: @ionlyloveuinthemiddleofthenight​ @estefania723​ @ericksmamita​ @undeadspazzattack​

Warning: 18+

Morning

It was going to be the biggest night of your life, the day you finally got to see your idols live and you couldn't wait any longer. You travelled quite away from home and decided to stay at a nice hotel for the night near the venue just to treat yourself. Fortunately, you and your friend underestimated how nice the hotel was, as you walked through you realised how well polished the place was. It just made you both twice the more excited. You finally reached your hotel room and you both got yourself settled down. Victoria took a minute and looked towards you, "Oh my God this hotel is so nice, I was not expecting this!". "You can say that again, haha." you responded laughing. You paused and then said "I cant wait for tonight Vicky, its going to be insane". She nodded back and jumped in excitement. Tonight was going to be amazing and you both were so ready for it. You both began to unpack your small bags and have a look at what outfit you guys should wear tonight. You laid down your brand new cream coloured CNCOxForever 21 cropped hoodie with a black lace bodysuit and some high-waisted dark blue jeans that were extremely complimentary of your curves, "This is so cute, what do you think Vicky?". "Yas! I love it girl, Zabdiel will most definitely notice you in that sis" she said while smirking and winking. "Yeh right, there are going to be thousands of girls bro ! Very unlikely" You said smiling to yourself. Secretly you hoped that it would be true, just to have that beautiful man notice only you while surrounded by thousands of other girls would be an absolute dream. After you both picked your outfits you both decided to have a shower and get your makeup on. As Victoria headed to the shower you heard the noise of people checking into their room next door, you could hear the faint sounds of male voices laughing and teasing eachother. You then moved your attention to the time and decided to start getting ready. You grabbed your bluetooth speaker and instantly put on your CNCO tunes on. 

"Tu fuego me sube, me baja como te conviene A mí se me nota que quiero lo mismo que quieresYeah, you're looking so rude, looking at me (Yeah) Baby, that rude girl thing, work, work it on me Cerquita donde pueda oírte y hacer que te quedes (Yeah) Oh mi, oh my God I give my best, you deserve it Oh mi, oh my God 'Cause you got me countin' the ways"

Afternoon

You were always so slow at getting ready and Vicky was always so quick. "Y/N! I am so hungry girl, can we go get food?" Victoria said while rubbing her belly with a pouty face. You were still adding your final touches to your makeup and look towards Vicky, "I am so down girl but I still got to do a couple of things though, is there anyway you could go alone and maybe bring something back?". She looked at me and saw that you still needed to do your mascara along with brushing and drying your hair. "Alright Y/N, tell me your order and ill go somewhere" Victoria said while getting her phone out ready to write my order down in notes while you were applying your mascara. After Victoria got my order down she grabbed her car keys and made her way to the door, "I am going to drive to a Mcdonald's drive-thru, I think there is one like 15 mins away but it is rush hour time so I might be a little longer sis. You better be ready when I'm back, OK?!". You nodded back at her with a smile. Victoria then smiled and closed the door behind her.

"I only love you in the middle of the night That's when you're on my mind Every time I get the feeling I can't fight And I know it just ain't rightAl borde de perderte otra vez Ahora que estás tan dentro de mi piel No sé qué puedo hacer si estás con él But for now we just pretend"

You unwrapped the towel on your head and let your still damp hair go free. A notification pinged on your phone and you saw that one of the boys updated their instagram stories. You desperately grabbed your mobile to unlock and see what they could be up to. The story was on Joel’s account and he was taking a video of the guys at rehearsals for tonight. However, you noticed that Zabdiel wasn't there which is strange. You dismissed it and put your phone down to go get the hair dryer. *Knock, Knock*

You stopped on your way to the bedside, and thought that it might have been Victoria maybe she forgot something as its only been 5 minutes and she wouldn't have been that quick. You walk over in your robe that's barely covering your light blue lacy lingerie that you were wearing. "Jesus what have you forgotten Victoria, you muppet!" You open the door and turn around instantly to start going towards the bedside again. Not even noticing who was at the door. "I am nearly ready alright just about to dry my hair, so don't hassle me okay!" you shouted. Then a low raspy voice said "Err.. Lo siento, but I left my key in my room and got locked out. I just need to charge my phone so I can order an Uber.". You stopped and took a minute to process the events. You thought to yourself, [I have heard that voice from somewhere why do I recognise it]. You turn around and realised that it was ZABDIEL DE JESUS. [Why was he in your room? how did it happen? is this a dream?]. While looking at him you noticed that he was looking you up and down hungrily, [What is he looking at?]. You look down and realised how loose the robe was around your body, and that you basically had your all your lingerie on display. You quickly wrapped the robe around tighter so it covered your body. You walked over to him and tried to maintain your sanity. "Sorry, I thought you were my friend. What happened?" you said mortified. He smirked and said "Yeah, sorry again didn't mean to disturb you haha. Basically, I forgot a few things in my room earlier so I came back to get them. But then I walked out the door, leaving my key in the room. And I just need to charge my phone for a second so I can order an Uber to come get me as I am performing tonight". You looked at him starstruck, [I am definitely dreaming, this isn't real]. "Urm yeh sure, my charger is on the bedside" You mumbled while still processing. He walked through and went over to the bedside, plugging his phone in. You then closed the door and followed him into the room. Zabidel was sat down on the bed, patiently wait for his phone to turn on again. His blonde hair looked incredible, all you could think about was running your fingers through it and tugging at it with screams of pleasure. You were staring at him intently, biting your lip just thinking of all the things you both could do at the moment. For months all you have thought about was having Zabdiel alone in a room with you. Zabdiel then looked up to you, "You okay, nena?". You snapped out of it and nodded hastily.  He laughed, he knew that he was making you weak and he was literally doing nothing. "So whats your name?", he questioned. "Its Y/N, and yours?",  you already knew his name but you did not want him knowing that. "Its Zabdiel" he said smiling. You both waited in silence until..

"Niña, tanto tiempo ¿Qué estás haciendo? ¿Qué es de tu vida? (Yeah, yeah) Dicen que estás sufriendo Creo que tengo Una salida"

Your eyes widened, [oh shit, A CNCO SONG HAS COME ON AND ZABDIEL'S SOLO IS PLAYING AND HES RIGHT HERE. He is going to think I am a crazed fan, fuck what do I do]. Zabdiel turned his head to the speaker and laughed. He then looked up towards you, "Good song, don't you think?". [Is he trying to catch me out?, If I break character and turn into crazy fan girl mode he will be out the door in minutes]. You took in a deep breath, "Yeh, its alright I guess". He laughed and stood up. "Why is it only alright? What part do you not like?" he said with a smirk. You could feel your self getting damp, he was so hot and you couldn't contain yourself. You could see his eyes going dark from desire as he could tell you were suffering. You took a moment and looked up to him, as he was so tall when he was stood up in front of you. You bit your lip and said "I guess the first solo is a bit average, wouldn't you say?". Zabdiel could tell what game you were playing and he was loving every moment of it. Zabdiel placed a hand above you on the wall, closed in towards your face, placing another hand around your waist. "So you think I am average then?" he said while intently staring at your lips. You placed a hand on his chest, slowly dragging your finger downwards until you reached his belt and gave it a light tug. "Unless you can prove to me otherwise, then yes" you said cheekily.  He smirked and removed his hand from your waist. Zabdiel in one swift move undid the tie on your robe, and the robe dropped to the floor. Zabdiel took a moment to look at your body in the beautiful blue lacy lingerie and it was killing him. Zabdiel looked into your eyes again and started to kissed you. Your tongues were moving in sync with one another and it was magical. He was such a good kisser and you just wanted more. You grabbed Zabdiels spare hand and moved it towards your core, hoping Zabdiel will play along. Zabdiels breaks from the kiss for a second,  "Mmm Nena, someone is needy". You look at him annoyed, wanting some kind of touch or release, you were becoming desperate. "Please" you mumbled. He smiled and moved his large hands towards your heat, slowly rubbing on it through the laced underwear. That material is making everything more frustrating, you just wanted his touch. Zabdiel could feel how soaked you were and knew you wanted his long fingers pumping in and out of you. You began to moan from frustration. This lit a fire in Zabdiel and you could tell it was getting him really turned on from the obvious hard on he had. Zabdiel then slid underneath the underwear and started to move his fingers along your soaked folds. "Zabdiel, More. Now." You finally demanded. Zabdiel looked towards you and moved his other hand from the walk and entangled it in your damp hair. He sharply tugged it back and moved his lips to your ear, "What made you think you can demand things from me, Necesitas saber tu lugar and I am going to show you it". Zabdiel then thrusted his two long fingers inside of you, stretching you out instantly. You screamed out in pleasure. You could feel the knot in your stomach was going to come undone just from that. He was killing you and you knew it. Zabdiel was not holding back, he attacked your neck while pumping you rapidly. "I'm so close Zabdiel, please let me cum" you screamed. Zabdiel pulled you hair even harder and whispered into your ear "Cum for me princesa". Those words set you off and you felt yourself let go. You were moaning so loudly from pleasure you were worried that the people from the other rooms might complain. Zabdiel started to slow the pace down so you could come down slowly from your high. Zabdiel then removed his fingers and placed them into his mouth sucking off all the juices you left for him. You took a deep breath and said "That was incredible". Zabdiel laughed and looked towards you, "Better than average?". You nodded and smiled back at him feeling your cheeks getting red. Zabdiel took his phone off charge and unlocked it. "I have to go back because the boys will get suspicious. So your obviously coming to the concert tonight so let me have your number because I want to see you later bonita" Zabdiel said before leaning in and giving you a deep kiss. [Is Zabdiel seriously asking me for my number like WTF is this REAL?]. You smiled and said "Yeh sure its ........". Zabdiel noted it down and walked towards the door. "See you later princesa" Zabdiel said with a little wink and a wave. He then closed the door behind him and you laid down on your bed. You were in shock about it all. Your idol came into your room, made you orgasm and then asked for YOUR number. It was a lot to process and you couldn't wait for later as you knew it was going to be the best night of you life. And you weren't just talking about the concert.