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[galacticonejos]

Conejos 🐰✨️ !!! 🫡 Vengo a reportar que me vi Captain Laserhawk and now i understand the ship of the French Frog and Rayman adfjdkfks

Pero enserió está super cool esa serie JAJA

WAIT THE FROGPAGANDA WORKED!?

Que bueno que le gusto la serie jajaj tome una rana con Rayman/Ramon de celebración

[yandere-writer-momo]

Ya se me pego la manía de querer a Guevara como el conejo de marzo así que lo solicito 😭(maldito hombre sensual)

Jun Guevara as a hare just hits this sweet little spot in my brain just right.

So without further ado… Jun Guevara as the March Hare! We’re taking over where we left off at the tea party!

Yandere Baki Short Stories: Down the Rabbit Hole

Jun leaped over the table and snatched the tea pot from Hanayama’s hands. He mumbled out a few apologies before transforming into a hare wearing an olive green waist coat.

“After that hare!” Jun took off running into the forest with you in his arms as the barks of the hounds echoed throughout the air.

“What’s going on?”

“The Red King is aware of your presence. It isn’t safe now, meu amor!” Jun replied with a chuckle as he dodged the hounds and made his way deeper into the twists and turns of the dark forest. “Won’t be long now till we’re home and safe!”

Home and safe? What on earth could he mean by that? You didn’t even know the guy…

With a leap of faith, Jun narrowly avoided the jaws of a hound dog before he landed safely in his burrow. The brown hare slamming the door shut with a sigh of relief.

“We just narrowly avoided death, meu amor!” Jun chuckled as he set your tea pot on his wooden dining table. “Allow me to fetch you a sweet to get you back up to your regular height. I much prefer you to be normal.”

Jun then transformed back into his human form, a blush flushing over your cheeks when you realized he was only wearing a green waist coat and brown trousers.

“Here you go!” The handsome man handed you a cookie that ironically said, ‘eat me.’ The logic of this world you were in didn’t make any sense to you at all. “Just two bites should do the trick, anymore than that and the hounds will find us again. And I’ll be off with my head!”

Jun made a motion with his hand across his neck with a cackle. But you were entranced by his rabbit ears that flapped up and down… you couldn’t believe they were real…

Jun froze when your hand gently grabbed his right ear. His heart stopping for a moment when you ran the fluffy fur of his ears between your fingers.

“I can’t believe they’re real…” you mumbled aloud unaware of Jun’s blush.

“You flatter me too much!!” Jun squeaked put as he pulled away. His ears now trying to cover his face to hide his blush from your eyes. “Of course they’re real! I’m the March Hare… I also have a tail.”

“A tail?!” You shouted before covering your mouth in shock. You hadn’t meant to be so loud.

You cleared your throat before uttering in a barely audible whisper, “a tail?”

Jun turned around and pulled up his waist coat to reveal a fluffy white tail. Your eyes wide in shock at the cute little cottontail her had.

“I’m a bit shy about it but it-“ Jun’s soul nearly left his body when you poked his tail. The man jumping back as his whole body turned red. “I didn’t say you could touch it!”

“I’m sorry. It was so cute…” you replied as you held your warm cheeks in your hand. He was so cute as a rabbit too… would he mind if you ask him to transform into a rabbit? “Can you transform back into a hare? I… I want to hold you.”

Jun blushed a bright cherry red before transforming in a puff of smoke. A fluffy brown hare standing before you with a little green waist coat on. Jun leaped into your arms as you began to laugh. He was so cute!

Poor you had forgotten that he wasn’t just a rabbit but a man as well. Jun sighing in contentment as you cooed over his cute ears and rabbit body.

“I’m so glad you picked me to be your future husband, meu amor.” Jun whispered as you scratched behind his ears. “I’ll never let you go…”

[myxcriminal]

👀 + Hyunsu, ¿qué opinas de la relación entre tus mejores amigos? ¿ha vuelto las cosas incomodas entre ustedes?

Send me a “👀 + a question” and my muse has to answer honestly!

❝ Mhhh… No diría que se volvió todo incomodo, al menos ahora no se siente esa terrible tensión en el ambiente.❞ — porque sí, recordaba esos días duros donde sus dos mejores amigos estaban en malos términos y tenía que dividirse en dos. Realmente agotador. ❝ Aunque hmm. Soy la tercera rueda en ocasiones y debo decirles que paren porque estoy ahí. Conejos, descubrí que son unos conejos.❞ — afirmó, riendo ligero. 

{ @crvstalsnows } & { @decidpool }

[dyns33]

The Tiger and the Rabbit entry : 

 Late.

He didn't understand right away what she meant when she said she was late when she was right in front of him.

Well, Vaas was not stupid, he understood, but he refused to process the information that his conejita was trying to communicate to him.

He sneered foolishly, saying bullshit in Spanish, asking if she thought she was the fucking bunny that had to go to Wonderland, he kissed her on the forehead, then the tiger went for a run in the jungle. Without any goal. Just run, to hide his panic.

She was late.

Mierda.

Part of him was excited, having children with his mate was a dream, a fantasy, an idea he had all the time, but he wasn't ready.

He knew Y/N didn't want it either, not now, not here.

Normally, when Vaas had a problem, he would scream or shoot it, and that was it.

This time it was different.

After circling through the forest for almost an hour, unable to calm down, he remembered that his conejita must have been even more stressed than him, and that he had left her in the bedroom without saying anything. Pero que hijo de puta era ! The worst mate !

           "Carlos ! Go get the doc now ! Now !" he ordered, returning to the camp.

           "Yes Jefe."

           "Where's my bunny ?"

           "She's hiding, Jefe. She… She was not okay that you left. I tried to talk to her, but she turned and she disappeared."

           "Fuck !" growled Vaas.

           "I don't think she left the room, Jefe. The door was closed. But I didn't want to look everywhere, didn't want to scare her. I left her alone."

           "Hermano ! Sometimes you are great !"

           "Thanks Jefe. It's normal, the bunny is a bit like a sist... I'll go get the medic."

Once, in an attempt to show Vaas that he had no reason to be jealous of the friendship between Y/N and the bear, Carlos had stated that he saw her as a little sister. While comparing Vaas to his hermano, who he would never betray.

It had brought up fucking bad memories to the tiger.

Carlos, not too stupid compared to the other pirates, immediately understood his mistake. So nowthe Jefe was his hermano, and the bunny... someone important he would never touch, but not because she was family.

Talking about Citra, even indirectly, was like a suicide.

So comparing the rabbit to Citra... It was asking to die slowly and painfully.

As his men went to get the doc, Vaas entered the bedroom. She was still here, he could smell her. With his hearing, he could hear the tremors and sobs of his conejita, crouching under the bed.

           "Nena... Cariña, I'm sorry. I panicked, like a pendejo cobarde. But that's very good news, you'll see. We'll find something. I'll make you a great house, on a small island. where no one will have the right to go, except me. And Carlos, that estúpido, if you want. You will be safe, with the little ones. They will be able to play, and I will bring them back lots of gifts, and show them how to hunt and fish. Even if they are little rabbits. They will be the fiercest little conejos in the world. Mi amor... get out of your hiding place."

Y/N's tiny head appeared, her big ears almost falling to the floor, her eyes wet. Poor little bunny.

It was somewhat Vaas' fault. The tiger didn't like condoms too much. Sex was not good with it. He had asked the doc to make some medicine to prevent accidents like that, but it didn't always work.

           "Come to me, mi corazón." he said, opening his arms for her to jump on him. "You can hit me with your little paws if you want, I deserve it. Bite me, piss on me, yell at me, wring my neck. But come."

Slowly she got out of her hiding place completely, then she looked weird, she turned again, ran towards him... and walked past the tiger as if he was not there, to lock herself in the bathroom, leaving him kneeling in the middle of the room, arms outstretched, with a stupid smile frozen on his face.

           "... Nena... Not cool." he growled, feeling humiliated.

           "Vaas, they are there !" she replied from the bathroom.

          ��"Who is there, tesoro ?"

           "My periods !"

Oh. She had been a little late, but it was a false alarm. According to the doctor, when he arrived with Carlos, it could be due to stress or heat. It was frequent, you didn't have to worry.

           "Unless it is a denial of pregnancy, and in that case..."

           "Yeah yeah, thanks doc, get the hell out of here. Carlos, stop fucking smiling !"

           "I'm not smiling Jefe." Carlos said, clearly smiling.

           " Hijo de puta, no me estés bromeando ! You really want me to eat your ass, Teddy ?"

           "Vaas ! You said we were going for a walk today !"

Did he say that ? Ah yes, he had said that, before all this mess.

           "... You're fucking lucky, hermano. My nena wants me !"

Shyly, after they had roamed the jungle together, Y/N asked him if he was serious about his private island. The rabbit was curious, it was cute.

But, still smart, she didn't ask too many questions. She knew he was serious.

Vaas had been thinking about it for some time, he had studied maps. He hadn't gone to look yet, and he hadn't started building a house. But it could be done, and in less than nine months.

So Y/N preferred not to give him too any ideas, by looking impatient for it to happen.

They had time, they weren't late or something.

[the-muses-are-herd]

Conejo and Gatto!

No matter how big a bed is, it should never feel quite this cramped. But Gatto refused to move over to the cot, as a matter of principle! If the dumbunny got himself invited to this soccer-watching trip, then he ought to BE the guest, goddamnit!

Still Gatto had to do something, move… he found himself somehow right in front of Grizzly's foot. Wow, did they all move around.

…he had the impulse to kiss that foot sole. And he was never one to hold back on anything.

Pecked that soft pad, and found his mouth meeting --another.

…he didn't have the strength to whine, not this time.

Just said: "There is no way you had the same idea as me, at the same time."

How had he just not noticed the rabbit's bulky shape in front of him? Gatto could hear the shrug on Conejjo's voice as he replied: "He likes this, gets off on it. I was just trying to be nice."

"Whatever. Also…" no, he really didn't have the strenght, couldn't think up a right snarky answer. Gave up and yawned. "…never mind."

"…it's a little hot for sleep, isn't it?"

"You're welcome to the cot."

"Yeah, but I can tell you're pretty hot yourself." Now he can see the rabbit's muscular frame in full as he gets up and crosses to the window seat. Cranks open the window and digs on the mini-bar till he gets two cold beers out. "Come on. Don't make me drink both myself."

Gatto sighs, pouts, cringes --and gets up and sits across from his boyfriend's wannabe boyfriend. "Fine, fine. Gimme. Also, for what it's worth, you kiss good."

"You, too. Also for what it's not worth it --his feet are really sexy, aren't they!"

Well! One subject they can actually talk about. That's something at least.

*

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

Day 2 with Angel Reyes: Matching costume.

Warnings: nsfw, smut.

Word count: about 650.

Aurora says: this writing hasn't been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I'm sorry about that!

Gif credits: to @thedevilsmoonshine.

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“Catch it!”

You throw him the basketball, grabbing it before it hits his abdomen. Angel looks really amazing with the white clothing and blue stripes of Space Jam and his Bugs Bunny's ears. That color suits him perfectly. But he's the one who is about collapsing, watching you stepping out from his room dressed with the same clothing but a little shorter than his, fitting your anatomy to perfection. Turning your back towards his and pumping your ass, you show him the fluffy tail on your Basketball's shorts.

“Damn, mami”. He whispers fascinated, hearing the ball falling and bouncing on the floor. “You sure you wanna go to the party…? I mean… We can play a match here”.

“Nah, I wanna be the drunk version of Lola Bunny and jump on Templo's table”.

“But I can give you beer and tequila”. He replies with a hoarse tone of voice, grabbing your waist to pull you closer. “And a better place to jump on”.

Chuckling and shaking your head, you lean over your tiptoes to reach his lips.

“If you're a buen conejo, I will let you dunk”.

When you reach to the party, you can see how upset Coco is because your custome it's amazing and he hadn't thought on something like that, so his girlfriend make him dress like Stitch as she is Lilo.

“Isn't that considered zoophilia, carnal?” Angel takes a drag from his cig, putting his free arm on your shoulders.

Lara and you laugh loud.

“You're an animal too, cabrón”.

“Yeah, but that isn't anything new. And my girl is a rabbit too”.

“Very appropriate to emphasize that you have a problem”.

Turning to EZ, you find him dressed like Jack Skellington.

“Where's Sally, ah?” Throwing him the orange ball, you hold Lara's hand, leaving away your boyfriend.

“Right here!” Rocio steps out from the clubhouse carrying three beers.

The three of you are like a triangle of trouble, making your boyfriends sweat when you meet.

“Ready to party, putitas?"

“Sé un buen conejo en mi ausencia”. You whisper to Angel, making him gulp. “And meet me in the bathroom in thirty minutes”.

You can't say that you're already drunk, but a little tipsy. Whenever you mix tequila and Angel's touches, you find happiness in your life. That's a fact.

His white short sweatpants are rolled down on his ankles, sitting on the toilet seat, while you bounce naked over his hard cock. Your boyfriend stretches your wall so easily, creating a friction and filling you up completely that only makes you need more, and more. His head is resting back against the wall, watching him with eyes closed and parted lips enjoying every move you do.

“Fuck, mi dulce… Take that fucking carrot like the good bunny you are”.

Your laughs sync with his flood the bathroom, stopping for a second.

“C'mon!” He complains chuckling. “Hop on my dick little bunny”.

“Angel, stop!” You laugh loud, resting your forehead on his chest for a second, feeling his fingers getting nailed on your hips. “You're killing my mood!”

“Nah, I'm gonna fucking kill you”.

With a quick move, he stands up carrying you to the nearest wall. Surrounding his waist with your legs, he slams his hard dick into your cunt once and again, making you scream out his name. His mouth collides with you, kissing you lustfully while his hands paws your breasts, squeezing and pinching your nipples.

The orgasms hit your anatomies between grunts and moans, being sure that the crew outside can hear you perfectly. That only makes it better. Taking your time to recover yourself from the tickles on your lower belly, he pulls his creamy cock out of your soaked pussy, having to put your shaky feet back to the floor.

“That's all Folks!” He laughs holding you into his arms, because you're not able to stand by yourself.

“Pendejo…” You giggle with a soft sob.

“I love you, mi conejita”.

[dprwolfgang]

Sin Ti // Angel Reyes

Angel Reyes x OC

OC and Ez speak some Portuguese to each other.

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner.

Angst

"You gonna have to tell my brother sooner or later mamita." she could hear the words coming out of his mouth but it didn't mean she had to listen to them. If Angel wanted to continue running behind Luisa and a baby that wasn't his then so be it. If he wanted to ignore her and play house with his precious  “Adelita” then he could go right ahead.

"Escolho mais tarde Ez, now can we talk about something else?"  

"No Sol, when else are we gonna talk about this huh? When that kid's sixteen and wondering who the fuck its dad is? You seen what that shit did to Coco ma. Você realmente quer esconder isso dele?"  

“Sim, as long as I have to Ezekiel because I refuse to let your hard headed brother hurt my baby the way I let him continuously hurt me.” She says placing the last glass on the shelf behind her. The others had been called to some urgent meeting and Ez was left on cleanup duty with her.

Ez had no idea what had transpired between Solana and Angel but he knew it had to be something serious if she was showing up at his pop’s house at 3am with tears streaming down her face. He didn’t question her, just let her cry it out against his chest before she finally stopped and told him about her pregnancy.

He had no idea how Angel was gonna handle another baby mama but he knew that Solana meant more to Angel than he let on. They all grew up together, from an early age Angel was always protective of her - he beat her first boyfriend to a pulp for trying to force himself on her- just as he was protective of Ez. La sangre es la sangre so Ez knew that all she had to do was talk to Angel and sort shit out because deep down Ez knew that fatherhood was something Angel wanted to experience.

Wiping her hands on the towel she was using, she steps around the bar throwing it on the counter. “ I promised Letty I’d make tres leches so I gotta make a run to the grocery store real quick.” She places a kiss on his cheek and throws a quick “I’ll see you later Ez” over her shoulder as she exits the clubhouse.

Truth be told Sol had already made Letty tres leches before she came into work but she knew that if she didn’t leave she’d get Ez involved in her and Angel’s drama and she refused to come between the both of them. ____

“He’s beginning to have doubts Miguel.”

“Then make him have faith again linda. You know as well as I do that in order to keep the Mayans on our side we need him and his brother. Emily can handle Ezekiel now make me proud and handle Angel.” Miguel leaves with a kiss to her cheek.  

The power that Miguel Galindo had provided had no doubt gone to her head especially now that she was carrying his baby. She held it over Emily’s head that it didn’t matter that she was his wife, Miguel would seek comfort in her because they were of the same world - a world he felt like Emily could never fully accept or understand.

Adelita smirks as Miguel gives her exactly what she wants. It wasn’t so much as Angel having doubts about her baby being his but the person instilling those doubts in him. Solana had come back into Angel’s life a couple months before his brother did but from what Angel had told her they had never lost touch with each other. Adelita didn’t think that his bond with the woman would interfere with her plans but she really should’ve known better given the way she’s seen Angel look at her or the way he lost his shit when Potter had her kidnapped. Though she had what she wanted, Adelita was jealous of the woman. No matter how much she preached that her and Angel were just business partners she had to admit that a small part of her liked him.

She wasn’t blind and apparently neither was Solana if Angel was calling Adelita by her name the last time she went down on him. The solution was simple really, scare Solana off and Angel would be hers.

“Nestor,” she calls out to the head of security.

“Si,”

“Esos conejos que te pedí que pusieras en  lugar antes, están listos?” She questions.

“They are ready and awaiting orders.” He reports back to her and she smiles.

“Make it hurt but don’t kill her.”

Nestor nods and pulls out his phone to give the orders. Adelita knew she was playing with fire, especially if Angel found out but in that moment she didn’t care.  ____

They waited until her car was parked before they surrounded her. Letty who was sitting on the front porch waiting for her like she usually does instantly becomes alert and grabs the screwdriver she had hidden under the chair.  

Solana exits the car and they start crowding and pushing at her. Letty moves to make her way down the steps but Solana’s voice telling her to get in the house stops her in her tracks. Solana shakes her head when she sees Letty make another move towards her.

She was unarmed and outnumbered. They were clearly there for her so she had to ensure that their attention didn’t shift from her to Letty. She’d never forgive herself if something had happened to the young girl.

Letty reluctantly turns and heads back up the steps and goes into the house, opening the front window and immediately calling Ez because she knew the others were busy after speaking to her dad a few minutes before.

“Get to Sol’s place now!” Is all she says before hanging up.

“So Adelita can’t do her dirty work herself?” Solana knew she wasn’t going to get out of this unscathed but the only thing on her mind right now was to protect Letty and her unborn child and if that entailed letting them have the upper hand then so be it.

One of them behind her pushes her forward and grabs both her hands pulling them behind her back. As soon as she’s somewhat restrained the others start beating on her. A right hook to her jaw has her spitting blood in the face of the person in front of her which earns her a slap to the face. The person holding her hands lets go and grabs onto her hair pulling her head back on their shoulder.

“Adelita sends her apologies that she can’t be here to do this herself.” The man whispers before flinging her body to the ground.

“Adelita can kiss my ass,” she smiles, knees pulled up to her chest and arms holding them close as kicks start raining in from every direction. The last thing she feels is a kick to the back of her head before she passes out. ____

“What the fuck do you mean we can’t see her?” Angel shouts at the doctor. It had been five days since she’d been admitted to the hospital, five hours since she woke up and Angel was losing his mind.

The only person that had been allowed inside her room within that time was Letty who had since been taken back to the clubhouse by Coco.

“She’s asleep Angel, her body needs all the rest it can get and she’s made it clear that she doesn’t want to see you right now.”

It stings. Angel knows that what had happened to the woman he loved was because of his foolish behavior. Their last conversation on repeat in his head. All the spiteful shit he’d said to her simply because he refused to believe that Adelita’s baby was Galindo’s and not his. He’d been so excited at the idea of fatherhood that he had bypassed all the facts and hurt the one person who was always down for him no matter how fucked up his decisions were or the consequences.

He couldn’t lose her. He’d do whatever it takes to earn her forgiveness. Angel looks to Ez who’s shaking his head at him silently letting him know that whatever he was about to do was a shit idea but Angel has and always will be a stubborn man.

It takes all but ten minutes after the doctor left for Angel to bounce into the hospital room leaving Ez on look out. Solana stands facing the window on the phone with who he assumed was Bishop unaware to his presence.

“Tio I’m fine… the baby’s fine as well…stop worrying so much and I love you too.”

“Baby! What baby?” Angel thinks he might faint.  

“Tio I gotta go, Angel’s here… I can’t promise you he won’t leave with some cuts.” She places the phone on the bedside table and just turns back towards the window.

“I thought I made it clear that I didn’t want to see you Ignacio?” Her arms cross over her chest and he knows he’s threading a thin line.

“Past tense and you know I’ve never been able to follow rules properly mi sol.” Comes his smart ass reply as he makes his way towards her. Arms wrapped around her waist, palms splayed on her stomach he rests his head on her shoulder.

“Am I gonna get to be a dad for real this time?” His voice is soft as he asks the question. Angel didn’t want to get excited only to be disappointed again.  

Three months wasn’t much but he told himself he had no right to be mad if she was seeing someone else or even carrying their child. He was the one that fucked up what they had because he kept neglecting what was right in front of him.

“Who said anything about your baby Angel? It could be Oscar’s or Rio’s and even if my baby was yours, do you honestly think I would tell you so that you could hurt my baby the way I let you continuously hurt me?” She hates the way her voice cracks.

Solana tried to get Angel’s arms from around her but he wouldn’t budge. He pulls her flush against his chest and refused to let go.

“I can do this, sin ti.” She sniffles furiously wiping the tears that fell.  

“I know you can but I don’t want you to and I won’t let you go through this on your own. I know I’m a fuck up and I know that I don’t deserve you pero yo no puedo estar sin ti. No puedo hacer esto sin ti. I’m far from fucking perfect but I’m trying my best to be the man that you deserve. Perdóname por favor.”  

“Angel…”

“Te amo.” her breath hitches and she freezes. Both had said I love you to each other but it had always been in the form of “te quiero”.

Angel doesn’t expect the slap he collects once she pries his hands of her and turns to face him nor does he expect the tears that are freely streaming down her face.

“Fifteen fucking years Ignacio and you suddenly love me as more than a friend or family? You think telling me you love me is gonna change this shit? I get that we didn’t have a title but I held you down no matter what since we were fucking children, been in love with yo stupid ass since I was fifteen and you think those two words are gonna change the fact that you left me when I needed you the most? When all I needed was for you to hold me and tell me that we were gonna be fine?”

Angel makes a move towards her but stops when she takes a step back.

“You don’t get to have me here like some fucking doormat that you can walk all over when you’re done playing house with Luísa. I’m here because you’ve got your head so far up her ass that I don’t know who you are anymore. You wanna play house with her and Galindo’s baby go right ahead but leave me and my baby the fuck alone. I’m done…you and me Angel, we were never really anything but we’re done. You made sure of that.” She turns away from him and it’s like his body is rooted to the spot in which he stands. He wants to go to her, to tell her that he confronted Adelita but he couldn’t move.

Opening his mouth to speak he’s cut off by Ez, “ The nurses are doing their rounds mano, we gotta go.”

“Sol…”

“Leave Angel. Don’t come back.”  

Ez grabs his brother by his upper arm and drags him out of the room and down the hall until they’re both standing outside.

“You okay Angel?”

“I fucked up my family before we even had a chance to be one. I gotta fix this Ez but she wants nothing to do with me.” He doesn’t like the way he’s feeling but thinks that it’s just maybe what he deserves to be feeling.

“Angel, anyone with eyes can see how much Solana loves you but you hurt her and she’s upset. Just give her some time, we both know she can’t ever stay mad at you for long.” He pats his brother’s back before hopping on his bike.

Angel looks towards the window as he gets on his bike. “Sin ti, estoy incompleto. I promise to fix this querida.” He says to himself as they leave for home.

[animecinnamonroll99]

Yes 🥺🥺 Octane pls ❤️❤️

Here’s your Octane smut. Hope that it’s to your liking!

Translations:

Lo siento: I’m sorry

bebe: baby

Te amo: I love you

Mi amor: My love

Papi- dad/daddy

Princesa: princess

Tu eres perfecta: you are perfect

Conejo: bunny

Por favor: please

Carino: honey

Mierda: shit

Humedad: wet (In a moist stand point)

Mas: More

Necesito: need

Polla: cock

chica: girl

Yo necesito tu polla, papi: I need your cock, daddy

Mierda tu eres muy humedad: Shit you are very(so) wet

Getting a text during a random time of day or night wasn’t unusual since I started dating Octavio Silva. He wasn’t too big on the idea of dating until he realized that he enjoyed being with me and not having to find a girl every so often to go to his family’s galas or the legends parties and meet and greets with. Opening my phone I see his message light up the screen.

Mi Conejo: Oi, chica, I need you to come over, we need to talk about something. Come on over asap. 

Not taking another moment to reply back, I get off the floor where I was stretching and throw on a pair of flip flops. Checking the weather real quick I notice that it’s gonna be another wonderful day with the temperature already in the seventies. After locking the door I start walking to Tavi’s apartment. 

I pat down my leggings feeling in the pockets until I found the key to his apartment. Unlocking the door, I noticed that all the lights were off. “Tavi? Is everything ok?” I step further in and flick on the light. There’s no sign of him in the main space. “Tav?” I call out again. Walking further in after shutting the door. I walk over to the door that leads to his bedroom. It’s strange that he had shut it. I think to myself before pushing it open. My cheeks start to warm up at the sight in front of me.

Tavi was wearing only a pair of green boxers and water was dripping down his body. His head was covered by a towel as he dried his hair. I couldn’t take my eyes off of his back wishing to drag my fingers along the path the droplets left. I was so engrossed by my daydream that I didn’t realize that he had turned to face me, or that he was walking closer. “Lo siento bebe, I thought that I had more time until you arrived.”

His accent tore me from my thoughts and my blush worsened as he wiped some drool off my chin. “What were you thinking about chica?” the slight laugh in his voice as he leads me to his bed tipped off that he was just messing with me. 

Lowering ourselves onto his bed I decided it was probably best to get this talk over with. “So what did you need to tell me Tavi?” Watching the way his face changed had me worried. The happiness slowly gave way to a more serious look, a look that I knew meant that I had his undivided attention. “We’ve been dating for two years, right?” he inquired and I nodded back knowing that he didn’t want an answer. “You have a key to my place and I yours. Why not just move in with me. Look I know you’re a virgin and you want to take things slowly and I’ve been trying my best-” I throw myself forward and cut him off with a kiss.

As his lips started to move against mine, I muttered a yes between each kiss that was given. His lips met mine again in a fiery passion once my answer settled in his brain. His hands grabbed my hips tightly pulling my body against his. He let me settle myself on his lap as my hands moved up his chest with a mind of their own, one stopping to grip bicep while the other moved to the back of his neck. He licks my lips begging for entrance. I gently bite his tongue forcing it back into his mouth before shutting mine again. Giving a soft growl; he pressed into the kiss more, not only intensifying it but also making me more aware of how his rough stubble felt against my soft sensitive skin. 

He slides his hands down over my ass, giving it a quick squeeze, along the back of my thighs to my knees pulling me to straddle his hips and deepening the kiss further. I moan softly as he presses my back into the melding our bodies closer together. He gently forces his tongue past my parted teeth. 

His tongue starts sliding and mapping out my mouth until mine touches his. Then a battle for dominance begins. Within moments he has my tongue pinned under his claiming victory. He leaves my mouth soon after. Leaving me to pant for breath as he smirks down at me. With a soft squeeze of his hands against my thighs, he finally began to move. His lips feathered against my lips as his grip on me tightened. Painfully slow his lips moved across my cheek to my jaw then down to my neck, where his tongue decided to slip out and play with the skin trying to find my sweet spot. I tilt my head back to give him more access. After searching for a bit, he finally found it and I let out a deep moan of pleasure. I felt his smirk against my skin for a second before he started licking, sucking and biting the spot leaving a huge hickey there. I curse at him knowing that it’ll be hard to hide it at tomorrow’s game. As Tavi pulled away from my neck I saw the satisfied smirk on his face. He nuzzled into the mark he made while grinding his hips against mine. I gave a short moan before nipping his ear lobe roughly. In retaliation his hands gripped the edge of my shirt and ripped it off me. 

I gasped at the loss of the tank top the game masters had given to all of us and before I could complain Tavi gave me a soft kiss and muttered a soft “Te amo, mi amor” before nuzzling his face between my tits. He groaned as he felt the fabric of my bra on his chin. Nipping at the sides of my breast had me arching my back for him to remove my bra. “Princesa.” I looked up at him when he used the pet name. It wasn’t just any pet name, it was the one reserved for letting me know that he wanted more, more than just making out and I knew the best way to answer him. 

“Papi por favor.” no sooner the words left my mouth did he continue his assault on my body. His lips worked their way along my breast until it reached my nipple. The contrast of the heat his mouth gave off and the coolness that had settled on my skin had me moaning out for more. 

He lavished the right breast in attention with his mouth until he was satisfied before moving over to my left and muttering “Tu eres perfecta.” across the skin. From the little bit of his native language I knew, I could understand that it was a compliment and was meant to relax me and make me feel better about what was happening. 

After giving the left breast the same amount of treatment, he started moving down leaving marks along my stomach until he reached the hem of my leggings. Looking up at me through his lashes, I could see the question in his green eyes. By way of an answer I lifted my hips up to make it easier to remove them and he took the opportunity to take them off with my panties. I pressed my thighs together once my legs were freed from the fabric. 

He tossed the items away from us without a care as to where they went and gripped my thighs in his hands. Pulling my legs apart he pressed his hips forward to fill the gap and once he was settled between my thighs his hands moved to roam my body. “Don’t be so shy carino. I love all of you.” as he talked to me my body relaxed and he moved back slightly so that he could move a hand between. The rough pad of his index finger on my clit had me crying out his name before he stopped the ministrations. “Call me papi por favor pirincesa.” I whimpered out a yes, I would do anything to feel that good. He picked up the movement and kept an eye on me.

Swapping out his index for his thumb, he moved the finger that had previously been giving me pleasure down to my entrance. He slowly moved the digit around my entrance collecting the moisture to use as lube. “Mierda tu eres muy humedad.” he murmured against my ear. The dirty sounding Spanish caused me to clench around his finger as he tried to add a second one. He continued to slowly work me open as he whispered more dirty things in Spanish to me. 

“Papi mas.” at my words he slipped his fingers out of me and laughed when I winded at not getting pleasured. “What do you need princesa? You have to use your words and you have to tell me in Spanish or else you won’t get it.” He made it sound easier than it was. I wracked my brain trying to think of what I needed to say and all the while he rubbed his cock against my slick folds. “Yo necesito tu polla, papi.” he lined his tip up with my entrance again collecting my wetness as lube. “How bad?” he questioned me again. “Muy.” 

With the confirmation he slowly started to slide his thick dick into me. “Tell me if it hurts bebe.” he managed to grit out between his teeth. Going this slow must really be bothering him. I think to myself as he bottoms out. His body vibrates with his effort to stay still and to let me adjust to his size. “Move Tavi, please I need you.” I grip his shoulder blades as he slowly moved himself back and out of me, only to thrust back in just as slowly. There was no pain on this thrust and I whined at him to move faster. Moving faster he did, he went from sweet and gentle to moving like he was running away from Bloodhound in the arena. I scratched down his back moaning as my head tilted back. He groaned and bit my neck in retaliation. “God chica, you feel sooo good gripping my cock like that.” I whimpered at the praise and the smirk on my neck showed me that he knew what he was doing to me. Another praise left his lips right before he pulled me into a sloppy kiss. His grip on my hips was going to be enough to leave bruises in the morning, but I didn’t care. “I-I-I’m cl-clo-close” I squeak out between loud moans of his name and the nickname he wanted to be called. My body started to push up against his, my hands pulling him closer while scratching down his back. He slipped a hand between and pushed his thumb against my clit to roughly rub it. The pressure that had been building let go and I screamed his name as my vision went white. I almost didn’t feel the steady pulsing as he finished inside me because of how tightly my vagina was gripping him. 

As we came down from our highs Tavi slowly pulled out of me and walked off to his connecting bathroom and turned on the water. He comes out, picks me up and carries me off to the bath. He leaves me be after grabbing a washcloth to clean himself with and comes back to me after a little while. He helps me out of the bath and dries me off before carrying me out to the bed and laying me down. I notice that the sheets are warm and a different color then what they were when I got here. We stay naked as he climbs into the bed next to me and I cuddle into his side. “Good night Tavi.” I whisper before falling asleep.

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two sides of reality: three

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Rhian sat in the clubhouse, waiting for Templo to adjourn. She wasn’t exactly ecstatic to say her piece, but Bishop wasn’t going to keep this from her tio and she understood that. Though, she couldn’t help but wish he kept this from him.

“You okay?” She heard EZ question her.

Rhian nodded her head. “I’m good, what are you doing here?” She didn’t even notice that EZ was there, but she had plenty on her mind. 

“Kind of live here.” EZ pointed out. 

“At the trailer?” Rhian chuckled. “Wow, Stanford to a trailer, you might as well have gone to a local college.” She bit her lip then, scolding herself for being so insensitive. “Ezekiel, I’m sorry.” She was sad for Ezekiel, the golden boy made it out of town only to be sent to prison. What happened with their mother, it was awful, she couldn’t imagine how devastating it was for both him and Angel, especially Mr. Reyes. 

“It’s okay, shit happens.” EZ offered her a smile. “So what did you get yourself into?”

“I work for the cartel.” 

“You do what now?” EZ’s eyes widened at her admission. The cartel? As in Miguel Galindo? He couldn’t believe it. Emily was married to Miguel and now his former best friend worked for the cartel.

The templo door opened and her Tio Taza came out, sitting beside her at the table she was currently seated at. 

He didn’t appear angry, he just appeared disappointed. But he was always calm, till he started talking.

“How long?” He questioned, straight to the point.

“It’s been four years,” she felt that honesty was the best policy at this point. She always wanted to tell him, but she didn’t want to cause conflict with the cartel and the MC. “Tio, I wanted to tell you, I just didn’t want to worry you.”

“And you think this is better?” His raspy voice slightly raised, but he took a deep breath, shaking his head. “You could have gotten hurt. How can you be so stupid?” His word stung, he never told her that before. She was the favorite, it was rare for Taza to direct any feeling of disappointment towards her. But she couldn’t blame him. She fucked up. 

“I know,” Rhian looked down at her lap where her hands were folded, her fingers fidgeting.

“Why are you in this mess? You’ve never even crossed paths with the cartel.” Taza was disappointed that she didn’t come to her. He always assured her that he could reach out to him, that she could trust him. “There is no reason for you to even be involved with the cartel.”

“It was Bryan.” Rhian sighed. She looked up, seeing all the members including EZ looking at her, waiting for her explanation. “Bryan was addicted to gambling, he moved heroin for Galindo to fund his addiction. One of his runs, he decided to sell a block of heroin, didn’t get caught so he started doing it and Galindo finally caught on. He was able to escape death and left the state.” She hated talking about this whole situation. Every time she did, she just thought about how stupid she sounded. “So Miguel gave me a choice, to pay out his debt to him or he would hurt his family.”

“Rhian,” Taza groaned.

“I know, it was stupid and none of my business, but I couldn’t let him harm his family.” Rhian really hated this story. “I don’t owe his family anything, but you know why I had to do it.”

“Why didn’t you tell me? Does Daniel know?” Taza didn’t understand her loyalty to Bryan, the same man who left her at a rest stop at fucking Barstow.

“He doesn’t. I just didn’t want to involve the MC, I know how involved you already were with the cartel. It’s not an excuse, but I didn’t need you to fight my battles for me.” Rhian explained. “I’m almost done, two more months then I’m done.”

“Galindo seems fond of you, I don’t think you will be done.” It didn’t sit well with Angel that she was on a first name basis with Galindo. The whole situation was just peculiar for him. Galindo seemed to really admire her and that was never a good thing, well, depending on the situation of course. 

“How much did he owe?” Bishop questioned, which Rhian was thankful for since she didn’t want to address Angel’s comment. 

“A hundred grand.”

“What?!” She felt that everyone said it in unison and she looked around in the room, shaking her head.

“The fuck, how did that even happen?” Coco couldn’t wrap his head around this whole situation. He met Bryan, wasn’t the best guy, but he was decent enough. Meeting him, he would have never thought that Bryan would be that type of guy, an addict.

“He stole a whole shipment, just never showed his face again. When he broke up with me, he dropped me off at a rest stop at Barstow, he told me he had to hide.” Rhian grimaced then, remembering that night. She was heartbroken, but at the same time, she was relieved. Her relationship with Bryan at that point was on the rocks, but she stayed with him since at that point, it was out of habit. He became a part of her routine and he was easy on the eyes. Shallow, she knew that, but she had her needs as well. 

“You should have told us.” Bishop looked as disappointed at Taza and that made her heart clench. She grew up with these two men making sure she would never go down a bad path and here she was, running shipment for the cartel. 

“With all due respect Tio Bishop, I just didn’t want to trouble you guys. I made my decision to get in this, I wasn’t going to include you all.” Rhian knew no reason would suffice for them, but if she at least got it out, maybe they would see that it wasn’t as stupid as they believe it to be. 

“But that’s the thing conejo, your family, this is our business.” Taza ran his fingers through his hair, looking at Bishop and the rest of his brothers. “You said two more months?”

“Yes, and that’s it.” 

“Angel and Coco will go with you.” Bishop made the decision after Angel immediately volunteered to accompany her, which surprised him. Coco was his initial pick along with Gilly, but if Angel volunteered, he wouldn’t take it away from him. He trusted Angel to keep her safe.

Rhian bit her tongue. Arguing was a moot point. She nodded her head and sighed. “Two months, that’s it and this is done.”

“Oh, it will be. There’s no way you’re going to be further involved with this.” Bishop stated.

“Believe me, I have no intentions of being involved after the debt is paid.” Rhian agreed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t tell you. I know you’re disappointed, but I did what I had to do.”

“Does Bryan know you’re doing this for him?” Taza never liked Bryan, but he was the only one who was able to bypass Sergio and Daniel, he figured that he was a decent guy. After this, Bryan had to pay for putting his niece in harm's way. 

“No, he doesn’t need to know.” She was still in contact with Bryan. After Bryan got word that Rhian was helping out a family member of his, he reached out to her. Every few days, he’d check in, make sure she was okay and disappear again. Rhian didn’t care much for their weekly conversations, but he was at least showing himself to his family in Seattle. She figured he was in Canada somewhere. Didn’t matter to her, as long as he stayed the fuck away from Santo Padre. 

“The fuck you mean he doesn’t need to know? Don’t be stupid.” Angel burst, not happy with the way she was putting herself on the line for some asshole who obviously didn’t care about her. “You’re better than this, how can you just keep this from him? This is his fucking mess.”

Rhian wasn’t sure how to reply to Angel. He felt very strongly about a situation he couldn’t even begin to understand. Furthermore, he was no one in her life to even say anything. 

“Angel,” Taza hissed.

“No, this is ridiculous. You can’t possibly stick up for someone who indirectly put you in this situation.” Angel waited for Rhian to reply, but she appeared shocked by his sudden outburst. 

“Um,” she pursued her lips, mildly shaking her head. “I don’t expect you to understand why I’m doing what I’m doing nor do I need your approval. You all should know that the cartel is unforgiving and Bryan made a mistake. There’s no need to involve him.”

“But there is, this is his debt, not yours.” Angel’s voice slightly raised, the frustration obviously getting the better of him.

“Look, I’m tired, I have to leave early tomorrow morning. If you have a problem with this whole deal, then you can stay in Santo Padre. I don’t understand why you’re so involved. You haven’t spoken to me since high school, why won’t we just keep it that way?” Rhian stood up. She didn’t need this bullshit from Angel. “Can I go Tio Taza?”

“I’ll follow you, we still need to talk.” Taza stood up with her. “I don’t care which one of you goes, if you’re going to give her grief, you don’t need to go Angel.”

They walked out leaving the other members looking at Angel who were also surprised by his outburst. 

“Am I missing something here?” Bishop questioned. He wasn’t aware that something occurred between Rhian and Angel in high school. He knew that Rhian and EZ were friends, but nothing about Angel. He also knew that Angel dated Erica, but otherwise, nothing about Rhian and Angel.

“Angel was a dumbass.” Coco didn’t want to go into details. 

“Yes, and he still is.” Bishop didn’t want to open that can of worms. “Is this gonna be a problem?” He directed his question at Angel who shook his head.

“Not at all Bish, it just doesn’t sit well with me that she’s doing this for someone who doesn’t deserve this kind of loyalty.”

“Doesn’t matter whether or not Bryan knows, the point of the matter is, she’s in this shit. We can handle Bryan later, our main concern right now is getting her out of this unscathed.” 

“Sergio knew about this,” Angel realized then, remembering that Rhian had mentioned him earlier. Why would Sergio hide this from Daniel? They were best friends, his sister was in danger, he should have told Daniel or Taza about this. “Sergio got a thing for Rhian?”

Coco chuckled, shaking his head. “Not that it’s any of your business, but he doesn’t. Why not talk to your cousin and ask him?”

“We both know Sergio would rather see me six feet under.” 

“I wouldn’t go to that extreme.” Gilly rolled his eyes at Angel’s dramaticness. “You just had to fuck his girlfriend.”

“Erica was not his fucking girlfriend.” Angel defended. “Is it my fault that I’m better looking than the fucker?” 

EZ shook his head at his brother. He was definitely shocked to hear all of the information. One of Ezekiel’s regrets in his life was not fixing things between himself and Rhian. He was young and naive. He thought she would get over it and eventually mend the fences during his birthday or something, but she never did. After everything went down, she became indifferent to him and Angel. It was like they existed, but they didn’t. She was cordial, made small talk, but if he even tried to get any deeper, she quickly exits the conversation. He couldn’t blame her, but he wished she would give him a chance to make it up to her. 

“It always goes back to his looks.” Gilly just shook his head. “Why did you two even fall out?”

“Couldn’t even tell you, he just fucking punched me on the face one day and that was that.” Angel knew why Sergio punched him on the face, but he was never angry about it. He understood why he did it.

“Pretty sure you deserved it.” Coco commented.

“I second that.” Gilly added.

“I think we’re all in agreement with that.” Riz gave his two cents as well as he sat by the bar with EZ. 

“So is this going to be a problem Angel? She has enough shit on her shoulders, she doesn’t need you pestering her the whole trip up.” Bishop hoped that if Angel did agree to keep his mouth shut, they would work it out. 

“Naw Prez, won’t be a problem at all.” 

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Rhian yawned as she zipped up her jacket. She just finished her final and she would be heading to Seattle soon. She turned her car off and saw the two Mayans motorcycles. If she was lucky, they would be riding their motorcycles and she has the car all to herself.

Walking in, she found Nestor with Coco and Angel.

“Preciosa,” he greeted her. Much like Miguel, he admired her loyalty and before this whole ordeal they ran in the same circles as his older brother knew hers. 

Angel frowned at the greeting. Like he said before, it didn’t sit well with him that she was so familiar with the cartel. She could even be family for all he knew, but he knew she wasn’t. Their brothers ran in the same circle from what he could remember.

“The usual, your itinerary is in the car along with the keys to the rest house in Sacramento and Seattle.” Nestor unformed her. “There are twenty keys, just drop it off at the warehouse to Lonnie and you’re good to go.” He nodded his head to Coco and Angel. “You going to be okay?”

Rhian nodded her head. “I’ve dealt with worse assholes than these two.” She laughed. “I can handle them.”

“Good, see you when you get back.” Nestor and his men left, leaving her with Coco and Angel.

“No more outburst?” Rhian looked at Angel. It didn’t sit well with her that he had to call her out. She understood why he did and why he was upset to some extent but it was none of his business. 

“Depends, no promises though.” It was the best Angel could offer and at this point, there’s nothing she could do. He was already here and if she even tried to fight having Angel here, they would make it a big deal. 

Rhian looked over at Coco who held his hands up. “You get shotgun.”

“Fuck no, I’m driving.” Angel held his hand out so she could hand her keys over.

“Don’t trust you with my car, pretty boy.” Even though the car was technically the cartels, she worked on that car, Angel didn’t need to touch the damn car. 

Angel laughed. “You’ve never even driven with me.”

“More of a reason why you’re not driving.” Rhian grabbed one of the bags, but Angel took them from her. “Look, I’ve done this before, I don’t need you to carry anything for me, or do anything for me. I only agreed to this so that I don’t argue with Miguel, Tio Taza or Tio Bishop. I appreciate it Angel, but I got it.” She walked out then, leaving Angel to his own thoughts. He forgot how hard headed Rhian could be.

“This is going to be a long ass fucking trip.” Coco groaned as he followed Angel out.

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They’ve been on the road for nearly 8 hours and both Coco and Angel were impressed how Rhian could drive straight with no problems. They had to force her to stop and eat. She was fine with it, but she ran a tight schedule. They had to be at the rest house by 9 so Rhian could rest and drive the last 12 hours. Angel and Coco couldn’t believe she did this run once every two weeks. It kind of irked both men, wanting to hurt Bryan even more. How could she make such a great sacrifice for this asshole?

“You’ve been doing this for four years? That’s a tolling trip Rhi,” Coco was seated at the back seat while Angel sat beside Rhian. She personally wanted Coco at shotgun, but Angel was tall as fuck and would be uncomfortable in the back.

“I don’t only go to Seattle. I go to Texas and Arizona every once in a while. You guys can’t always make the trip.” Rhian kept her eyes trained on the road, it was a force of habit. She knew a second away could be life altering. “And sometimes Sonora.”

“You go to fucking Mexico? He uses the fucking tunnels for that.” Angel was back to annoyed, but he’s been biting his tongue, trying to play nice.

“I don’t only move heroin Reyes, it’s what I move the most, but at times he has me doing other things for him. Don’t worry, it’s nothing crazy. He just asks me to drive his mother and Emily to Mexico.”

“You're like his personal chauffeur.” Angel scoffed.

“Whatever gets this debt paid quicker.”

“You honestly think he’ll absolve Bryan for all of his sins?”

“No, but I’m not doing this for him, it’s for his family. I could give two shits what he does to Bryan.”

Angel was confused. If she wasn’t doing this for Bryan, then why protect his family? From what Angel knew of Bryan, he was the youngest, with two older sisters. His mother and father were still around, but they lived in Murrieta, while one of his sisters lived in Lake Elsinore. His eldest sister, Angie, was the only one left at Santo Padre. From what he knew of her, she was a fucking snooty ass bitch. 

“You owe his family or something?” Angel questioned.

“No, but why let innocent people be harmed by the stupidity of others.”

That was admirable. Rhian reminded him of Adelita in some ways. It clicked for Angel then. With this whole thing with the cartel, he could absolve Bryan once they took the cartel down and he could kill Bryan with his own damn hands. 

“Very admirable of you to put your life on the line for people that I’m sure wouldn’t do the same for you.” It just didn’t sit right with Angel. He had to find that motherfucker. He’d put the bullet in between his eyes.

“Don’t expect someone with your ego to understand that, but there are good people in the world who are willing to do things without anything in return.” Rhian pressed her foot down on the gas pedal, wanting to reach the rest house that much quicker. She hated being on this trip with Angel. It’s not like what occurred in high school was still bugging her, it’s just Angel was annoying. He always stuck his nose at things that didn’t need his involvement. 

“My ego? You don’t even fucking know me, so don’t pretend like you do.” Angel was tired of her snide remarks toward him. Coco was mistaken if he thought that she no longer cared about what occurred in high school.

“Thank god for that.” Rhian murmured under her breath.

The rest of the ride was silent between her and Angel. They only spoke to Coco, but otherwise it was icy between her and Angel. Once they arrived to the safe house, coco asked if he could borrow her car so he could get food. She gave him the car keys and pleaded for him to bring Angel, which he did.

“Hermano, if it’s going to be like this all the time, I don’t want you going with us.” Coco told Angel.

“I didn’t do shit! She’s the one being a bitch cause I’m asking her a rational question.” Angel scoffed, lighting up the cigarette in his mouth. He smoked so much today, Rhian made him fucking anxious. 

“Look, she doesn’t owe you an explanation. Some times, you just have to take things at face value and go from there.” Coco ordered the food for the three of them, going to McDonald’s since no one could truly beat McDonald’s when it comes to being quick. 

“Honestly, I don’t know what you smoke, but you can’t possibly be okay with everything she’s doing for this motherfucker?” 

Coco quickly paid for the food and handed it over to Angel. 

“I’m not. But you don’t know the full story and before you ask, it ain’t my story to tell.” Coco knew Angel’s curiosity could get the better of him and he was going to keep poking. As much as he wanted to share her story with Angel, it just wasn’t his scene. “Why are you trying now Angel?”

Why was he trying now?

It’s been years, but Angel only decided to come near her now because for once, no one was truly there to block him. Sergio hung onto Rhian and made sure Angel could never go near her. Daniel never cared, he didn’t know enough Angel was guessing. Erica didn’t either. But maybe he shouldn’t have used Erica to try and get close to Rhian again. The more time he let pass, the harder it became to do anything. Angel wasn’t perfect, but he wanted to make things up to her.

“It became harder and harder for me to make it up to her when more time passed.” Angel threw his cigarette out of the window. “She was important to both myself and Ezekiel, we let too much time pass and you know, just never worked out.”

“And you weren’t thinking and decided to sleep with her sister as a way of making your way back in her life?” Coco chuckled, shaking his head at this best friend’s way of thinking. 

“Fuck you, I did what I had to do.” Angel wasn’t going to make up reasons why he had a relationship with Erica for six months. It wasn’t even a relationship, they just benefited one another’s sexual needs. No feelings whatsoever. Their relationship was the type people wanted if all they wanted was sexual gratification. 

But no one also had to know that he dated Rhian for a year and a half during her freshman to sophomore year and when he made it to the football team, he dropped her quicker than he dropped a fumble. 

Coco didn’t reply and parked the car up the driveway of the house. They both slid out of the car and made their way inside. When they got in, Rhian was already knocked out on the couch. Coco moved to wake up Rhian, but Angel stopped him.

“Let her sleep, she needs that more than food.” 

Coco nodded his head, letting Rhian sleep. Angel and Coco ate quickly before heading to bed as well. Coco took one of the bedrooms down the hall. Angel sat at the armchair, pulling the leg rest closer so he could have a makeshift bed. He remembered how Rhian hated waking up alone and he was certain it still remained that way. 

Once upon a time, he was her knight and shining armor, but now, she wouldn’t even give him a second glance. 

But he was going to make it up to her. She would have to get used to him because he was here to stay.

[galacticonejos]

Can you draw bara rise splinter?

I'm not really taking requests anon but I tried because you asked for my dear rat man

[maidenof-thesea]

Snakes & Butterflies | Part I

Pairing: Jimin x reader

Genre: Soulmate Au!, Fluff, Angst, Smut (Maybe, still debating)

Words: 2.4k

Warnings: None

Note: Jungkook may not be my bias but let’s be real. He bhabie. And he knows it! I’m sorry, I know JImin is a main character and I have yet to introduce him but I promise he will appear very soon, all with good time. 

“Y/N”

“Y/N!” My mom yelled waking me up from my dream. 

“Why did you buy a king sized bed if you’re just gonna sleep on the couch?” My mom said already bustling around in my kitchen. Yuki, who almost looked annoyed, ran to the porch instead to finish her nap in the afternoon sun. “You do realize it’s already thirty minutes past noon?”

“Sorry, mom” I said stretching, exposing my belly. I went to hug her but she lifted up my shirt. “Hey!”

“You’re getting too skinny!” she said pinching my skin. “Why don’t you just move back in with me? I promise your father won’t mention marriage again. And you won’t have to take care of drunk tourists during the summer.”

I pulled my shirt down, feeling my face burn in embarrassment. Choosing to ignore her question, I sauntered over to the kitchen to see a pot of beans cooking and arroz already ready to go. I get a bowl to serve myself only for her to snatch it out of my hands.

“Don’t avoid my question!” she yelled smacking my hand when I went to reach another bowl. When she realized that I was not going to answer her question, she sighed in temporary defeat. “At least brush your teeth first.”

“Okay omma,” I said smiling, while running to the bathroom. 

“Did you watch that documentary on Netflix?” she asked, while serving me a bowl.

“Yea,” I said to the best of my ability while brushing my teeth. Once I reached for a fresh wash cloth in the linen closet, I saw my scar and I remembered my dream. Jimin. I know a Jimin, an old childhood friend, but he had moved away so long ago. But nothing more than that...I couldn’t even remember his face, let alone his Soulmate mark. So no way did I dream of a memory, but I must have dreamt of that because of my conversation with Fernando. “Hey mom, do you remember Jimin?”

“Jimin? That Korean boy you used to be friends with?” My mom said nonchalantly. “What was his cousin’s name? Jung-”

“Jungkook.” I answered. “The boy that looked like a-”

“A conejo!” my mom gushed causing me to widen my eyes. “He was so cute! I wonder how he grew up..”

She went on about how adorable he was that he must have grown into a handsome young man and that whomever his Soulmate was, was so lucky. I started to surf through my emails and I had an email from Jennie’s mom, sent this morning.

Hello Y/N, this is Jennie’s mom! I hope this email finds you okay! You probably already know that next week is when we open the cottage as an airbnb for the summer. I’ve attached a list of this season’s guests. They are all coming from South Korea this time! They should be arriving by next week but one did mention that he may arrive early since he is a student. You should expect him around 1 pm

All my love~

“MOM!” I yelled getting up from the table. “A guest is coming in 20 minutes!”

“QUE?! HIJA DE SU PU-”

“MOM! LANGUAGE!”

We started cleaning haphazardly. My mom was tidying up the living room, since she had already previously cleaned the kitchen. I ran up the stairs and got some fresh linens from a closet that I knew where Rosa, the housekeeper I had Jennie hire, kept them. I quickly sniffed them and determined them dusty. I ran back downstairs, almost tripping on the sheets.

“Be careful!” My mom yelled. “What are you doing?”

“Well Rosa doesn’t start till this weekend, so I’m gonna have to set up a room for them now!”

“You don’t have time to wash sheets!” My mom yelled as she stopped me from putting the sheets in the wash. “Just put them in the dryer with some dryer sheets and that should get rid of the dust.”

“You are a genius mom,” I said doing as she instructed. “The fridge-”

“I already cleaned the fridge and threw out old food cartons” My mom said. “I was planning on going grocery shopping for you since you work-”

“That’s fine,” I said making my way up the stairs to one of the spare bedrooms. “I’m off today which is lucky. And thanks, they may want to get groceries for themselves.” I started opening up all the windows, letting the wind in and the sun shine through. When I heard the dryer ding I ran for the sheets and ran back up the stairs and started making the bed. 

“Do you think they are running late?” My mom said dusting the furniture. “It’s been 30 minutes.”

“Jennie’s mom mentioned that he or she was a student at the university,” I said, putting the last pillow on the bed. “They may be taking public trans-” 

The doorbell rings and my body stiffen in surprise. I ran back down the stairs with my mom hot on my heels. In my hurry I had forgotten that my pajamas consisted of a tank top and shorts, completely leaving my arms exposed. I opened the door and a tall Korean boy stood at the door with a suitcase. I felt my heart drop and my blood run cold--speaking of the devil.

“Noona?” Jungkook said, cocking his head, his long jet black hair falling into his eyes. His front teeth were still the same as all those years ago. His eyes rank over my form and almost immediately, he zeroed in on my arm, the arm where my Soulmate mark should have been. Instead of surprise or even shock for that matter, his eyes were sad. Before I could even open my mouth, my mom grabbed my arm and swung me inside.

“Oh my! It’s my conejito!” My mom gushed with her arms spread open to hug him. I quickly scrambled to the coat closet to grab a jacket. “What a small world! Come on in, come on in!”

Jungkook giggled at her nickname for him and sauntered inside dragging his suitcase. He steps into the living room and Yuki then decides to greet him by rubbing on his ankles. His eyes widened in surprise and I quickly picked her up, my protective instincts kicking in.. 

“I’m sorry!” I say stepping back. “She isn’t usually this affectionate around strangers. Are you still allergic to cats?”

“No!” Jungkook said stepping closer and actually petting Yuki, to which she purred. “It’s fine! It’s not as bad as it was when we were kids.” He looked at me with a crinkle in his eyes. “I can’t believe you actually remembered that.”

“I’m not entirely sure how I did either…” I muttered as I readjusted the jacket back onto my shoulder. Once again, his gaze fell to my now covered arm. “So you are staying here for the summer?”

“Oh yes, me and my hyungs will be staying.” Jungkook said scratching his head. “They should be coming sometime next week.”

“Oh so does that mean Jimin will be coming?” my mom asked, handing him a cup of lemonade. “We haven’t seen you guys in forever, Y/N was just thinking about you and your cousin this afternoon.”

“Oh really?” He said sitting at the kitchen table. “It has been awhile, I actually just moved back to the States for school.”

“You guys moved back to South Korea?” I asked in surprise. I had always thought they just moved to a different city due to their parents' company. “I didn’t know that…”

“Yea,” Jungkook said sheepishly. “We had a family emergency.”

“Oh no!” my mom said sitting across from him. “I hope everything was okay!”

“Uhh..” Jungkook said nervously and looked at me with puppy dog eyes.

“Mom,” I said interjecting. “Don’t you have to head back home? Dad must be wondering where you are?”

“Oh you’re right!” my Mom said. “It was so nice seeing you Jungkook! Have a good time here, Y/N is such a good host!”

“Jungkook,” I said as my mom was gathering her belongings. “I already set up a room for you upstairs, if you want to settle in.”

“Okay noona,” Jungkook said smiling at me. As I followed my mom out the door, I turned around and Jungkook was looking at my arm, with a sad look in his eyes. So he saw, but his reaction was not what I expected. I closed the front door and my mom whirled on me. She smacks me on the arm.

“You should have been more careful!” She whispered/yelled. “What if he saw?!”

“He didn’t,” I lied. “I’m sorry, I should have been more careful.”

“Well, don’t forget to buy those temporary tattoos from my friend, okay?”

“I will mom.” I replied smiling while waving at her. “Say hi to Dad for me will you?”

She gives me an annoyed face and drives away. I look back at the house and I felt fear creep up my spine. Sweat started to bead at my brow, my fists were clenched and my heart was pounding in my ears. Shit. At this rate, I’ll have an anxiety attack. I took a deep breath and made my mind go blank. The sound of the waves relaxing me. I headed back inside and Jungkook was most likely in his room unpacking. As I headed up the stairs, the most angelic voice was singing, I couldn’t understand Korean but it was beautiful. Jungkook along with Yuki were in his bedroom and I felt hypnotized by his voice.

“Oh!” Jungkook said as he spotted me at the doorway. “Hi noona!”

“Hi Jungkook,” I said sheepishly, picking up Yuki. “I’m sorry about Yuki, she’s rubbing all over your clothes.”

“It’s okay,” Jungkook said, folding the last of his clothes. “She’s really pretty, so it’s okay.”

“I hope you’ll be comfortable in this room, I sort of just found out this morning that you were coming,” I said awkwardly. “I wasn’t expecting you guys till next week.”

“I’m sorry about that!” Jungkook said a little awkward himself. “I finished my finals early and the hyungs wanted me to come here early to get groceries and whatnot for them.”

“No it’s okay,” I said shuffling my feet. “If you want, I can give you a ride to the grocery store? I was thinking of going shopping by myself.”

“Really?” Jungkook said with his cheeky smile. “I would be really glad, I was planning on taking an uber!” 

“Yea,” I said smiling, his smile was contagious. “Give me ten minutes and I’ll be good to go!”

Once we arrived at my favorite grocery store, Jungkook proceeded to place a matter of things into his cart: seven loofahs, seven toothbrushes, seven men’s deodorants, etc. Huh I was gonna have seven guys living with me this summer. Great. Once we both had what we needed for the time being, we headed home. For the most part, Jungkook was acting normal, or at least wasn’t acting weird. Which was even more strange. From what I could remember people always had a reaction to my lack of a Soulmate mark. Growing up, kids were cruel, Jennie was constantly getting into fights with little brats that would call me loveless and all matter of cruel things. She was my only friend and even though she had a beautiful feather Soulmate mark, she never looked at me differently. Even when she had already found her Soulmate Lisa. They were on their honeymoon in Greece. 

We had gotten everything situated in the fridge, decided to just use labels on things we weren’t willing to share, but the rest such as milk, eggs and juice we would be okay with sharing as long as we would replace whatever we finished. Next I showed him where the laundry room was, so that he could wash his own clothes, at least till Rosa started working. 

“So I typically make meals every now and then,” I stated. “But you guys are welcome to cook for yourselves. We have a visitor policy, no one can spend the night but I’m okay with it as long as you notify me ahead of time.”

“Noona,” Jungkook said, blushing as he interrupted me. “How did you get this job?”

“Um well, my friend’s parents let me stay here under the condition that I manage it as an airbnb during the summer for super cheap.”

“Friend?”

“Yea, her name is Jennie Kim, Remember her?”

“Oh,” He said rubbing his head. A message dinged and my notification sound was BB-8’s alert from Star Wars. “Oh wow, you still like Star Wars?”

“Of course! Kylo Ren is my husband.” I said nonchalant as I read my mom’s text message.

Mom[4:58 pm]: Cassandra said you can go by tonight to get a Henna tattoo since the special stick on tattoos hasn’t come in yet.

“I have to go Jungkook,” I said slinging my bag over my shoulder. “Will you be okay by yourself?”

“Of course,” he said petting Yuki. “Will you be long?”

“Maybe,” I said glancing at the clock. “I have to drive to San Ysidro.”

“What? Why?” He said worriedly. “I heard that place is dangerous once the sun goes down.”

“I have an appointment with a massage therapist,” I lied, avoiding eye contact and turning around heading out the door. “I’ve been there countless times, I should be fine.”

“Y/N,” Jungkook said following me outside. “I am not comfortable with this.”

“I can take care of myself,” I muttered a bit annoyed. “I am older than you Jung-”

“Is this about your arm?” Jungkook said grabbing said arm. “Because if it is-”

“Jungkook,” I said, taking my arm out of his grasp. “I understand that you may feel obligated to me because we were childhood friends, but please don’t pretend that you know the first thing about me.”

“I’m sorry,” Jungkook said, taking a step back. “But I just don’t think it’s worth risking your safety.”

“I’m sorry too,” I sighed in defeat. BB-8 chimed again and I’m sure it’s my mom asking me if I was gonna go or not. “We can talk more about this when I get back. I’m pretty sure you have questions, especially with what’s been going on lately.”

“Can I at least go with you?”

“Look,” I swung my bag around, so that I could rummage through to find my taser, to show him “I got my safety covered, plus Miss Cassandra doesn’t trust outsiders.” 

“Fine,” Jungkook sighed, pulling his phone out. “At least give me your phone number.” 

“Fine,” I agreed, reaching for his phone and typing in my number. “I’ll be back for dinner.”

“Noona,” Jungkook said. “You want to watch Star Wars later on?”

“Yea,” I said smiling. “Maybe we can watch Iron Man too.” His eyes widened in shock and he nodded quickly with a blinding smile. How has he stayed the same all these years?

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It was an unexpected friendship between you and Gavin. Especially since how diverse your political views were. You were pro-deviant while Gavin was exclusively anti-android. 

Funny enough, Gavin was probably the most liberal person you had known. Until the android revolution. He was an asshole but he was one of your oldest friends.

Your parents were close friends, you both grew up together. You both decided you wanted to join the police academy together after college. 

You both differed a lot. Which is why Connor hated to see you two acting friendly towards each other. 

It wasn’t unknown around the precinct that Connor and Gavin hated each other. You knew that quite well and would always urge Gavin to grow the hell up and accept that androids were alive. And Gavin loved to rebut that with his belief that your infatuation with Connor was just like the time you guys were 13 and you used the “Virtual Boyfriend” app. 

“Happy Birthday, Kitty.” Gavin wrapped his arms around you, using the nickname he made up when you guys were still in diapers. 

“Thanks, Gav.” You smiled and leaned into the hug. 

Connor was at his desk, analyzing the scene with an intense glare. 

His programming seemed to be against him as the big black letters popped up in front of you two. 

64% chance of romantic interest.

Connor felt his hand unintentionally ball up in a fist as he searched both of your files, finding dozens of photos of the two of you that looked a lot more than co-workers.

“Connor.” Hank grabbed him by the arm. “Don’t.”

“What?” Connor tilted his head.

“Whatever you’re going over there for, it’s not a good idea.” Hank glanced down at Connor’s balled up fists.

“They are close.” Connor ignored Hank’s accusation. 

“Always have been.” Hank nodded, glancing at the two of you.

“Are they..?” Connor’s thirium pump seemed to pump wildly at the thought. 

“I don’t think so.” Hank shook his head. “Surprised you haven’t noticed that they were close.” 

“She never mentioned it.” Connor felt like something was chewing at him. Something that reminded him of the definition of hurt.

“Before you got here, they were always together.” Hank commented.

“What changed?” Connor’s eyes were watching you as you laughed at something that Gavin had said.

“You showed up.” Hank smirked. 

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“Connorrr” You slurred as you stumbled through the bar. 

“Yes, Y/n?” Connor refused to look at you and you huffed.

“Look at me.” You whined, using your hand to cup his chin and force him to look at you. 

Connor’s eyes widened and his thirium pump stirred. He could feel the warmth of your hand and it was driving him crazy. Fantasies of you pulling him close and locking lips crossed his mind before he pushed them away. 

“Are you mad at me?” You pouted. “You’ve been ignoring me all day.”

“I am not mad at you, Y/n.” Connor shuffled in his seat, a new feeling of anxiousness settling in him. 

“It’s my birthday and I haven’t seen you all day.” You frowned. 

“Y/n I-” Connor felt anger bubble in him as he was cut off. 

“Kitty! Get your ass over here!” Gavin yelled obnoxiously across the bar. 

“Give me a minute!” You yelled back. 

“Leave robo-boy alone and come play pool!” 

You only replied by giving him the finger. 

“Are you and Detective Reed dating?” Connor asked abruptly. He analyzed your emotions and came up with the conclusion that you were confused. 

“Me and Gavin?” You laughed loudly. “Ew, gross. He’s like my brother.” 

“How could you be friends with someone who hates androids? Me?” Connor seemed curious but you could see the hurt behind his eyes. 

“Connor...” You frowned. “Gavin doesn’t hate you. He’s afraid of you.” 

“Why?” Connor tilted his head. 

“Well... He never liked that humans started making androids to do our jobs for us. And then the first case we worked together was the first case I didn’t work with Gavin. And now that you’re deviant, you’re the first guy, other than Gavin, that I’m this close with.” You tried to explain. “And he was terrified of that old Disney movie Smart House when we were kids, that might also factor into it.”

Connor completely brushed over your joke and felt deeply hurt by your words, which confused him because this was a whole new feeling. Of course, since becoming deviant he has felt pain but never this bad. 

“You’re close, the way we are, with Gavin?” For the first time since meeting Connor, you actually heard the emotion in his voice. 

“Not... Not like we are. But Gavin and I are close in different ways- Connor!” You gasped as Connor abruptly stood up and bypassed you. “Connor that’s not how I meant it!” 

“I understand exactly what you meant, Detective.” Connor knew he was acting illogically but the way his abdomen was clenching involuntarily and the flashes of you and Gavin doing the things that he had thought were special between the two of you was too much for him to handle. 

“Where are you going?” Hank furrowed his eyebrows as Connor passed him with a troubled look on his face, with you in tow. 

“What crawled up your ass and die-” Gavin’s snarky remark was cut off by a loud crunch. 

“Connor!” You screeched as his fist collided with Gavin’s nose. 

“Whoa-Whoa” Hank gripped onto Connor to stop him. In reality, Hank would not have been able to stop him if he didn’t want to stop. 

You bent down to help Gavin with his bleeding nose before glaring up at Connor. 

“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t-” Connor stuttered over his words. He didn’t know why he did that. 

“Go home, Connor.” You shook your head.

89% chance of feeling disgusted.

Connor frowned at his emotional scan of you as Hank dragged him out of the bar. 

“Well, you couldn’t have picked a worst night to have your first fight, kid.” Hank grumbled as you pushed him into his car. 

“That was hardly my first fight, Lieutenant.” Connor mumbled, for the first time lost in his thoughts. 

“No, Connor. It was. That wasn’t some criminal, it was Y/n’s best friend. You can’t get jealous like-”

“I’m not jealous.” Connor snapped. “I just can’t comprehend how she can do the things she does with me, with him.” 

Hank shook his head in disapproval. 

“Well, that sounds like jealousy to me.”

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@me-fish replied to your post: conejo

I mean, this is too cute for words but also, I’m loving Alma already so much! Actually, I love all your female characters; they feel so real and whole, they’re well-rounded and have their own agency (v. important, esp. in the traditionally super-masculine, bordering on toxic, Western setting) Looking forward to reading more ‘bout her & Angel <3 thank you so much for writing this! :)

ohhh thank you so so much! I do try to make interesting female characters; and have them really given competence and a life of their own. One predicament I often end up in is because they end up being secondary characters to the male primary characters; a lot of their narrative ends up being sidelined which is something I’ve tucked in back of mind for when I want to tackle originals. So a lot of them I end up saving for later; like Castellan and Sue for instance really do deserve their own story someday. 

In any case I’m so glad you’re loving her as much as I do! it’s really cool to have a swap on the traditional male assassin trains smol female trauma baby; instead there’s a bit of a reversal going on but not quite.

Thanks for your thoughts <3333!

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violetbrawler replied to your post: violetbrawler replied to your post: “Aaaaaaand…I...

“I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU LOST MY TINY CONEJO.”

“Your tiny conejo ? He is my bunny remember...”

“It’s not like I wanted to lose him ! Hopefully he did not hop outside !”

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sugcrr replied to your photoset: hyukoween: ken being a cutie pie for...

mira lo que es el cONEJO DEL SEGUNDO GIF QUIERO VEINTE

yo quiero veinte too pero si vienen jaehwans incluidos tbh