#joel pimentel blurbs

[girlbabyvelez]

Hey girl can I request #67 with Joel where you guys are on live with the rest of the band ❤️❤️❤️

67. “Aw, you’re blushing.”

The boys had a busy day of promo since their newest song Beso was set to drop later today. But it was just about 2 hours before it dropped so the boys decided to go live to talk to fans about the new song. And you joined alongside them because the fandom knew and loved you, although they only knew you as Joel’s best friend, you were more than that except you kept it hidden from the fandom for many reasons. 

“Yo what up guys?” Richard asked as soon as fans started joining the Instagram live. 

“Are you guys ready for Beso tonight?” Joel asked as he tried to adjust the camera so he could fit into the frame. You peeked your head in and waved at all the fans and instantly all the comments started coming in about you two. 

Okay but can Y/N and Joel start dating already?

My ship needs to sail! 

Look @ the way Joel looks at her 

You can tell Joel loves her omg

Your eyes immediately began reading the comments as you saw your name in most of them. The warmth immediately began to spread throughout your body as everyone noticed the love that Joel had for you, even when they didn’t know the truth. Joel was quick to notice your reaction and your red cheeks and ears.

“Aw, you’re blushing,” Joel whispered which caused you to blush even more. You leaned closer to him and hid your face in his neck to hide your blushing face, but it was too late. 

“Aw look at the lovebirds,” Erick said out loud, which caused you to blush even more but your face was still hidden in Joel’s neck. You could feel the vibrations of his laughter and his hand rubs your back as he wrapped it around you. He thought you were the cutest when you would be shy and hide in him, he adored it. They continued the live and talking to their fans about Beso and their quarantine. 

You stayed in that position until the live ended, the way he rubbed your back, and the sound of his voice almost lulled you to sleep but the conservation kept you awake. 

“You really love her huh?” Richard asks Joel as he sees how he kept you close to him. They all thought you were asleep but you were still awake and hidden in the safety of Joel. Joel looked down at you, happy that you felt at peace in his arms. He would never move if he didn’t have to, he wished he could stay in this position forever. He loved you more than he could put into words, you were always there for him. You were his best friend and his soulmate.

“Yeah. I’m pretty sure that she’s the one.”

[smoljoelito]

#62 from the kissing prompt list with joel bc I love sleepy joel 🥺💕 (this is joelpiimentel btw, ily)

hi bby! I felt the need to write a little blurb so I hope you don’t mind this :) ty for the request!

#62: Lazy Morning Kisses Before They’ve Even Opened Their Eyes, Still Mumbling Half-Incoherently, Not Wanting To Wake Up

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You’re not sure what you noticed first—all of your senses seeming to rub the sleep out of their eyes and slowly become aware of their duties at once. It was a slow and tedious process as if each nerve in your body had to be awakened one by one. It seems, however, your brain reached your chemoreceptors in your skin first, because you found yourself bound by what felt like a blanket of heat. 

It almost alerted you—almost, but the sense of pressure came next, the lose, yet protective draping of arms around your figure sending a wave of comfort down your body. The cuddling was rather manipulative, words dripping with honey, trying to lure you back into the darkness of sleep. The soft touches on your skin, the heart-pounding under your ear, sounded like seductive begging to your innocent ears, but the call of the birds just outside your window had you resisting.

About at the same time, you realized who’s arms you were in, a wonderful scent danced up your nose. It had the grace of the finest ballerinas—seeming to whisper in your ear, attempting to lure you back into your slumber. It was like a tranquilizer, making you feel like you simply were going to sink into the bed and his arms. Every ounce of strength under your skin had to unite to resist the alluring invitation. 

Somehow, you beat the temptation, and now your fingertips are softly trailing across Joel’s bare chest, reveling in how electric, yet pacifying the action felt. You decide to lay there for a few minutes as you take in how it feels to wake up in his arms for the very first time, finding it more addictive than nicotine. Rather with the drug, for a true addiction to form, multiple hits are needed, but it seems with this, your brain needs solely one.

A giggle escapes your lips as you lift your head off his chest, scooting up the bed just a tad. Deciding to wake him when he looks so incredibly vulnerable was very hard, but you’ll make it worth his time. Every muscle in his body is relaxed, pink, plump lips slightly parted as he breathes out. You smile, just before gently running your hand through his curls and pressing a gentle kiss on his cheek. Nothing in his body seems to stir until you place a few more, on his other cheek, on his eyelids, forehead, and nose. When a groan escapes his lips, eyelashes fluttering at you before they meet your gaze, it steals your breath away.

“Morning, baby.” Your teeth latch on your lower lip as he smiles softly at you, hands reaching up and gently rubbing your waist.

“Morning, mi amor.”

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@virgatto you’re not on my taglist but I thought you’d enjoy 

[thotwonu]

relapse/backsliding - j.p.

oh my gah- i’m back from hibernation. and not filling any of the prompts in the inbox bc this is in my brain rn and i gotta get it out before i scream. it’s not the best bc i literally wrote it in 45 minutes and didn’t edit anything, but ayyy it’s out. - rei (relapse and backsliding by carrie underwood were the inspiration)

you met joel pimentel when you were both 19. you had a private hidden relationship from the public. the fans never even had an idea that you were with him. you seemed like just casual friends to the outside world. some of your friends knew that you’d had feelings for each other, but no one knew the extent of your relationship.

the two of you had shared many firsts together. enough that every time he came back to miami, it was always like magnets when the two of you tumbled back into bed together. neither of you tried very hard to stay away from each other. even though you were both starting to talk with other people and didn’t hang around in the same friend circles anymore, somehow you kept finding yourself reaching highs in his bed every night.

at the end when you got up from the bed to leave and go back to your apartment and try to forget what you’d done, he’d beg you to stay. “baby, please, why can’t we just cuddle a little?” he’d ask as you pulled the straps of your bra onto your shoulders. “because we can’t keep doing this,” you’d whisper before getting up and pulling your shirt over your head and heading out his front door.

the whole way home, you would repeat in your head, “i don’t love him, i don’t need him, i’m not going back.” and he’d leave for tour again and it was easy. for a few months you could get on with your life. you wouldn’t check up on him. but then, you’d hear from a mutual friend that he’d be back.

this time he showed up at your doorstep. you had been laying up awake in your bed thinking about him and trying to remind yourself of all the reasons why you shouldn’t be together anymore. 2AM and you pulled out your phone to call him for the first time in a year, and there was a knock at your door. you slowly opened it and there he was standing in front of you.

he looked exhausted. he’d grown out his beard, his curls were wild, and his eyes were filled with pain. “what are you doing here joel?” you asked trying to hold your ground and not give in again. “i was supposed to be at an event, this girl i’ve been talking to was with me,” he stated with a shaky breath. “i don’t under-” you started before he held up a hand to cut you off. “but i couldn’t do it. i was talking to her and it wasn’t the same. i couldn’t stop thinking about you. i didn’t want to be with her. i wanted to be with you.”

you shook your head and stepped back from your door, “joel you know why we can’t-” he slammed his hand against the door frame, “no i don’t!” you jumped a little surprised at his outburst. tears started pooling in his eyes. “i know- i know that this became just sex for you. that we had something good last year but then we kinda fell apart and we just became a pair of people who hooked up some times- but...but i never stopped loving you.” he whispered out the last bit, reaching out a hand to cup your cheek but letting it fall back to his side when he was inches away.

you squeezed your eyes shut and tears you didn’t realize had built up in your eyes started to fall. you shook your head and stepped back again. he followed you into your apartment and closed the door behind him. you stood facing the window that looked out over the miami skyline and he stood behind you watching your back from a small distance. “if we’re not meant to be, why do we keep coming back to each other?” he whispered through the darkness. you spun around and threw your arms around his neck and pressed your lips to his.

your tears mixed in the kiss. one of his hand cupped your cheek and wiped your tears away and the other gripped your hip so tight it was like he was afraid you’d disappear. he moved the hand on your cheek to your thigh. “jump,” he whispered against your lips. you did what he asked and wrapped your legs around his waist. he held you and moved to press your back against the window. you knew this was a bad idea but you couldn’t resist him.

“this has to be the last time joel,” you whispered some time later while you were laying in bed facing each other. the sun was starting to peak through the window. your sheets were half off the bed, half wrapped around your bodies. joel had a soft sleepy smile on his face as he laced his fingers through yours and pulled you onto his chest closing his eyes. “you know that never works, why are we fighting this?” he ran his fingers up and down your bare back and you thought about it. back to the same place you’d been moments before he walked back into your life.

why couldn’t you try and make this work?

[whippedforcnco]

19 and 23 with Joel please 👀 ily ❤️

#19: “Your hair’s so soft…”

#23:“I think I love you.”

It was a quiet night in your apartment. You’d been in class all day, and had spent a good majority of the evening studying. Joel was still at the studio, so you made a quick dinner and sat down to a movie, ready to relax. 

You’d just finished washing your dinner dishes when Joel walked into your apartment, announcing his arrival and asking where you were. You called him into the kitchen, turning to greet him with a smile. He walked over and hugged you, giving you a quick kiss. 

“How was your day?” You ask, leaning against the counter as Joel gets into your fridge and gets a bottle of water.

“It was good, how was yours?” He asks after taking a drink, as he leans beside you. 

“Tiring. I’m ready to relax with my handsome man.” You say as you lean onto him. He holds your weight, one of his arms snaking around your waist.

“Why don’t we watch a movie and cuddle tonight?” He asks, and you nod, smiling.

“Sounds perfect.” You say, grabbing his hand and pulling him into the living room.

You settle yourself beside Joel, dropping your head onto his shoulder. He places a kiss on top of your head, and you smile at the gesture. He’s got one arm around your shoulder, his fingers twirling the ends of your hair.

“Your hair’s so soft..” He whispers in your ear, placing a soft kiss on your jaw. 

“Thanks, I washed it today.” You say, and he chuckles a little bit. 

You’re about halfway through the movie when you feel your eyelids getting heavy. You’ve shifted so that you’re more in Joel’s lap, and there’s a blanket on top of both of you. He’s still playing with your hair, and the sound of his heartbeat is lulling you to sleep. 

Joel notices this and takes a moment to admire you, smiling down at your half asleep form. He presses a kiss to your forehead, soft words spilling from his lips.

“I think I love you.”

“I love you too.” You say, making him jump. He laughs a little as you roll to face him. He connects your lips, and you smile into the kiss, tangling one of your hands in his hair. 

[miericksongo]

Ladies' Man // R.Y.C.P. Blurb

This has been in my drafts forever haha so please enjoy!

warnings: brief mentions of clubbing, sex, and cheating

©2019-2021 Miericksongo

It’s no secret that Richard Camacho was a ladies man. He loved clubbing, flirting at every chance he got, and had quite a few hookups. After all, he was part of the world’s biggest Latin boy band, CNCO. So obviously, there was always going to be a lot of people vying for even the slightest bit of his attention. Richard was totally keen with that. Living his dreams while getting laid and loosened up.

Now, Richard wasn’t looking for commitment. Yes, he had been in a few long-term relationships before, but they either ended up in cheating, unreconcilable conflict, or him just not feeling it anymore. Besides the obvious touring issues that made it harder to have one, he also had family to take care of and spend time with, too. But that all changed when he met Y/N.

Y/N and Richard first met at an upscale diner in Miami. Him being with his CNCO crew, and her with a group of friends. As Richard was browsing the menu, he heard some chatter. Curious as to what it was, but not wanting to seem nosy, he lifted his head, intending to keep it up not for long. But, once Richard saw you, he knew he was screwed. Not only did he think you were beautiful on the outside, but you just had this aura that made him go nuts. From the way you softly laughed and smiled, to how intently you were focusing on what your friend was saying. Although already skipping, his heart picked up when he noticed that he could clearly see you from his spot. Therefore making a move would be easier if, Richard thought, he was even brave enough to. He snapped back into reality when the waiter came to take orders.

Y/N didn’t notice Richard until she overheard a conversation at his table, not too far away. She decided to brush it off at first. “Oye Richuki, ¿a quién estás mirando?”, perked some young guy next to him. The faded blonde replied, “Esa chica ahí, pero don’t say anything Erick.” Huh? Were they talking about you or one of your friends? Ignoring him, the one named Erick says semi-loudly, but enough for you to hear, “Ooh... Richuki está enamorado.” This “Richuki” guy started to blush. Your Spanish was limited, but you knew that Erick said the other guy was in love. Over at their table, Richard tried to quiet his whooping friends down, but not in time as you waved and smiled his way, causing them to cheer even louder, eventually garnering the attention of your friends. You guys eventually exchanged numbers and, as the cheesy saying goes, the rest is history.

[anninhiliation]

Cock Warming With The Boys

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Chris

It was his first night home and you were very needy after not having him for months. Your facetimes, toys, and sexts couldn't replace having him physically here with you. He was exhausted from the long nights and early mornings of traveling, promotions, and performances. You understood his exhaustion, feeling so guilty at even the thought of getting intimate with him at his state. So didn't push for anything, trying to push away your sinful thoughts but you couldn't hide or conceal your squirms. Laying in his bed with him, you tried keeping your hips as still as possible. His chest was pressed against your back, with his growing stubble tickling your neck and shoulder. His arm was wrapped tightly around your waist as you drowned in his scent. You heard him huskily groan, sending a shiver down your spine and your hips to squirm a little too much. 

“Nena,” he said in his low sleepy voice as his hand moved up the t-shirt that loosely hung to your body.

Chris knew you, and your body like the back of his hand. Even when he was half asleep he could sense your need for him. Your breathing caught in your throat as you felt his fingers graze were you needed him the most. He pushed your panties to the side and threw your leg over his as he lazily pushed his briefs down and slid inside you.

“Thank you Papi” you hummed feeling your walls wrap around him as he dwindled back to sleep

Erick

He was very clingy since he woke up. Convincing you to stay in bed with him for an extra ten minutes, which turned to an hour. His grip on you making it impossible for you to slip away. 

“Erick” you giggled as you tried to push him away and dart to the kitchen as your stomach grumbled

“un minuto mas” he whined as you continued to squirm finally emerging from his grip

You ran to the kitchen grabbing a few snacks and stuffing your face. Erick was quickly behind you wrapping his hands around your waist and nuzzling into the crook of your neck placing soft kisses. Your hands laced in his hair and tugged as an idea popped in your head. 

“Get on the couch” you instructed as an inner dominant side came out of you

He obeyed, excited for what you had in mind. Following close behind him, you let your pants and panties slip to the floor. Straddling Erick’s waist, you pulled his pants down and massaged his shaft until he fully hardened. You replaced your hand with your entrance, sliding him in your warmth. You rested on top of him, placing soft kisses on the crook of his neck.

“Better?” you hummed 

Zabdiel

Zabdiel tossed and turned as you laid peacefully asleep next to him. You were wearing a spaghetti strap crop top and shorts so short they left barely anything to the imagination. He looked over at the clock, reading 2 am. He groaned lowly, at the thought of having to be up in six hours. You whimpered in your sleep as you turned over, with your back now facing him. Blood rushed to his member as he admired all your curves. Zabdiel groaned more annoyed at this point with his new issue, accidentally waking you. 

“Zab?” you asked softly 

“No puedo dormir ignorame nena” he whispered as he laid on his back

You looked over at him, seeing a tent you couldn’t ignore form in his pants.

“Let me help” you purred as you pulled your pants down and moved your panties to the side as he pulled his pants down just enough for his member to spring free.

You rode him as fastly as you could until he came, ultimately making you cum too. However, you didn’t pull him out this time, intertwining your limbs together and nuzzling into him.

Richard

“Richard! - Fuck oh my god!” You cried out as the fifth orgasm of the night washed over you quickly pulling him over his own edge. 

With four loads already inside you, cum spilled out of your folds as Richard moved you around like a little weightless rag doll. Your clit was beginning to grow sensitive, but it was one of those nights where you just couldn’t care. Driven by lust and desire and complete addiction to the feeling of having your boyfriend stretch you out and make you cum again and again. Instead, he laid you on your side with his arms tightly wrapped around you. 

“Since your slutty little pussy is so needy you can sleep with me inside you tonight” He taunted as he kissed every bite and bruise he formed on your neck and shoulders. 

Joel

Your sweet boyfriend came up to you one day, nervous to share a fantasy of his. You were taken back, never expecting him to be as curious as he is but nevertheless were willing to fulfill all his fantasies. If he was being honest, he was expecting you to be upset or disgusted but finding you to be encouraging of sharing any other fantasy brightened his day. Your relationship with Joel was fairly new so it was only expected that you guys would explore new things as you guys became more comfortable with each other. Joel was currently on top of you, with your legs wrapped around him. Your walls fluttering around him as he twitched inside you. Your knot snapping pulling him closer to his edge. Joel went to pull out after riding out your orgasm but you quickly pulled him back in.

“No Joel cum inside me” you whined

Joel obliged with a dark look in his eye filling your core with his warm liquid. He stayed inside you as he held your waist helping you shift as you both found a comfortable position. You laid in his arms tracing idle patterns as he slowly softened inside you.

[zabdidaddi]

accidental “i love you’s” with CNCO (blurb)

A/N: requested by @awkwardunicornskpop-blog !! i hope you like it and sorry this took me soooo long

warnings: none? i think

Chris:

You and Chris had left the club early to go back to his hotel where things got a little ~heated~. As Chris’ hand brushes against your waist, you let out a little gasp that makes him chuckle. 

“Eres tan linda,” he says softly, his gaze flicking from your eyes to your lips. He reaches out almost subconsciously to brush the hair away from your face and mumbles, “Te amo.”

That phrase makes you freeze in surprise; Chris, on the other hand, is seemingly oblivious to what he had just said and just continues smiles at you adoringly. However, he frowns a moment later before his eyes widen in shock.

“I…” He trails off, not quite knowing what to say. When you still don’t say anything a moment later, he bites his lip nervously and gazes into your eyes. “Amor? Sorry I just... I - I really-”

“También te amo,” you murmur in response, cutting off his stutters. This time, it’s his turn to freeze in shock - he hadn’t been expecting you to say it back. However, his look of shock fades away quickly only to be replaced by an overjoyed grin.

“¿En serio?” he asks happily. You nod with a blush on your face. “Really?”

“Chris if you ask me that again…”

“Okay okay,” he chuckles, putting his hands up in mock surrender. Then his arm snakes around your waist to pull you closer and he places his lips on yours gently. “Te amo,” he whispers against your lips again, making your heart flutter.

Erick:

For the past few hours, you and Erick have just been binge-watching Netflix shows. When you hear the characters in the movie say “I love you to each other,” you lean your head on Erick’s shoulder and let out a small “aww.”

“I love you,” Erick says to you in his accented English, mimicking the characters on the screen. You start laughing but when you realize what he said, your laughter quickly turns into splutters and Erick widens his eyes in concern. “(Y/N)? Lo que pasó?

“Nothing I…” You quickly regain your breath. “What did you say just now?” Erick pauses to think about it and the expression on his face when realization dawns on him is almost comical.

“Nada,” Erick mutters, pretended to turn his undivided attention to the movie. Unconvinced, you poke him in the ribs. He ignores you, so you poke him again. “Qué estás haciendo?”

“Do you have something to say to me?” You ask him teasingly. He shakes his head and you pout.

“Fine,” You huff, turning back to the movie as well. A moment later, you see Erick turn to you out of the corner of your eye but you keep your focus trained on your laptop screen.

“Te amo.”

At this, you snap your head around to look at him. You can’t help but grin goofily at him and take your phone out from your pocket where you had recorded what he said.

“Ay mama,” he groans, and you burst out laughing, burying your face in his neck.

“Sabes qué?” you ask thoughtfully. “También te amo Erick.”

Joel:

You lay on your stomach, talking to your boyfriend Joel on FaceTime. Ever since the two of you were physically separated by the social distancing measures set in place, the two of you had started calling for hours everyday to keep each other company. Although you can’t wait to be in Joel’s arms again, listening to his voice every night certainly cheered you up. As you lay there listening to Joel rant about his frustrations with being cooped up, your heart wrenches in sympathy.

“I really miss being with the boys,” he sighs. “And you.” He says the last part really quietly, but you catch it.

“Joel,” you say softly. “I miss you like crazy too. I know this sucks and all but there’s nothing we can do about it. I’m sorry, babe.”

“It’s not your fault,” he mumbles. “I just… I don’t know, not being able to see you is just driving me insane, (Y/N), I love my family but I love you too and I just wish you were here with me.”

A look of realization creeps upon his face before his eyes widen in horror. But before you can fully register what had just happened, Joel hangs up suddenly and you’re left staring at your own reflection on the FaceTime app. Blinking in confusion, you call Joel again and frown. Why did he hang up like that? As you replay the scene over in your head, you finally realize what he’d said. When his face appears on your screen, all you can do it look at him in shock.

“Hey,” he mumbles sheepishly. “Sorry it just slipped out and… you don’t have to say it back, but I just wanted to tell you that I meant it.”

Without thinking, you smile at him and reply, “I love you too Joel.”

“You do?” he breathes, almost as if he can’t believe it. Then, the widest grin appears on his face which causes you to smile as well. He looks at you shyly through his lashes and you want nothing more than to kiss him. “I love you so much, (Y/N).”

Richard:

“It’s not fair,” you sob into Richard’s chest as he holds you tightly to his chest. An hour ago, you had stormed out of your house after your parents had unjustly lectured you for something you didn’t do. Not quite knowing where you were going, you somehow ended up at your boyfriend’s house where he had immediately drawn you into his arms. Now, as the two of you sit on the couch, you pour your heart out to him and rant about everything that’s been frustrating you for the past few days.

“You should get some rest,” he says after a while. You nod, but then remember that you can’t go back to your house - not when you stormed out like that.

“Can I crash at your place?” you mumble a little uncertainly. You’d literally just showed up at his doorstep unannounced and now you’re asking him to let stay with him for the night.

“Of course,” he responds, stroking your hair. “You know I love you, right?”

“Yeah,” you nod. It takes you a moment to comprehend what he just said. “Wait. What?” you ask, pulling back slightly. When you see Richard’s eyes widen a moment later, you realize that it must have been a slip of the tongue.

“I mean it,” he says quietly, looking at you intently. As you stare back at him unflinchingly, you realize that you loved Richard too.

“I love you,” you answer, and you feel his heart rate pick up. Before you can say anything else, he kisses you deeply, and for the first time in a long while, all your troubles seem to just melt away.

Zabdiel:

You lean against Zabdiel’s chest with his arms around you as he hums softly. It’s pretty late at night but you couldn’t sleep so Zabdiel decided to stay up with you for a while longer, which surprised you.

“Aren’t you tired?” you ask suddenly. “You don’t have to stay up with me; I know how much you love to sleep.”

“Pero te amo más,” he yawns. Your heart skips a beat. Did you hear him correctly.

“Really?” you breathe.

“Que dices?” he mumbles absentmindedly.

“You said…”

Suddenly, you feel him tense up slightly, then his arms around you loosen and he wriggles away from you. You give him a weird look as he lies down in bed and closes his eyes.

“Zabdi,” you say, nudging him with your foot. “I heard that.”

“Good,” he mutters. “I’m not saying it again.” You groan internally. You shouldn’t have let him know that you’d heard. Sighing, you tackle him in a hug and he lets out a small “oof.” 


“Whatever,” you mumble. “I love you anyways.” The words seem to slip out of your mouth before you can stop them, but it doesn’t matter; you do love him. Zabdiel starts stroking your hair a moment later and realize that he’s gazing at you in amusement.

Then, he places his lips beside your ear and whispers, “I love you too.”

[papichriscnco]

Lashing Out ~ Joel

Summary: You were desperate for Joel’s attention but he was so tired from his day that he lashed out at you causing you to have an anxiety attack. The only one who can help calm you down is Joel. 

Joel was tired after a full day of interviews but you were so excited to spend time with him, you were like a puppy at his side. You were practically begging him to give you an ounce of attention but he was quietly scrolling through his phone ignoring your pleads. 

“Why don’t we go for a walk or something?” you asked with bright eyes.

Joel scrunched his face up, “mmm.” 

Biting your lip, you tried to think of another activity you could do that he would agree to, “Go watch a movie?” Joel completely disregarded you that time. “How about we cook something together?” Your eyebrows raised in excitement, hoping he would agree.

He was resting on the couch when you pulled at his t-shirt desperately to capture his attention requesting he tell you about his day. He hadn’t meant to lash out at you but before he could stop himself he was yelling. You looked up at him nervous, you had never seen him like this. He stood up in rage, looking down at you. 

His hands flailing around, “Will you just leave me alone? I’ve had enough questions today!” He had hard eyes and his face tightened as he looked at you. 

You hadn’t been spoken to like this since leaving your parents home and you began recoiling back to your shy self. Swallowing the lump in your throat, you stood up cowering away from Joel and moving into his bedroom. You didn’t live with him but you felt comfortable enough to lock yourself away in his bedroom.

Once you had left the room, Joel sat down sighing with a mixture of relief and guilt. Shaking his head he looked back to his phone, convincing himself he hadn’t done anything wrong, trying to remove the guilt that continued to build up the more he ignored you hiding away. He looked towards the door biting his lip as his leg began twitching nervously. 

Sitting on the bed, the tears began to brim your eyes, as the memories of your traumatic family experiences began to infiltrate your mind. Your parents looming over you as you listen to them scream louder and louder. You hadn’t felt your anxiety in months but the emotions began to grow and grow in your chest, the ability to breathe disappearing as your breathing became more and more shallow.

The last time you had an anxiety attack, Joel had seen you from across the room and rushed over wrapping his arms around you and breathing deeply. Encouraging you to match his breathing as he rubbed your back soothingly. This time was different, you felt more and more alone especially considering Joel was the trigger to your anxiety.

Joel hadn’t noticed you panicking in his room at first, he heard a few noises but figured you were watching a movie or something. It wasn’t until you started hyperventilating that he recognised the wheezing and what that meant. Instantly, he knew what he had done. His own anxiety began to rise as he worried about you. 

As you wrapped your arms around yourself trying to rub your arms up and down protectively that way Joel would, you could feel your anxiety attack reaching a new high. You could swear you were about to pass out if you didn’t calm yourself down soon. As you reduced your panic slightly, you heard shuffling on the other side. Concerned Joel would yell at you to lower your tears the same way your parents would, you shoved a hand over your mouth to muffle your noises. 

He rushed to the door banging his fist louder and louder begging you to open the door, “Baby, open the door. Please open the door.” 

You hadn’t expected him to be concerned about you and you were apprehensive that the second you opened the door, he would continue to argue with you. Once you opened the door, you rushed back to the bed sitting down as you stared at the ground to calm yourself down. Joel rushed to your side, wrapping an arm over your shoulder, soothing you as you had tried only moments earlier. 

“I’m sorry,” you sobbed out.

“No. No. I’m sorry. I was being a dick.” He urges you to stand up as he does and you follow his guidance. As any other time he had needed to calm you down, his arms engulfed you deeply, the air from his mouth fanned down your back as your breathing began to return to normal. Your shaking arms stopped their movements as he held you so tightly you couldn’t move and it helped calm you down. “I love you. I’m sorry.”

“I love you too,” you muttered. 

Joel pulled away from you to check on your panic and he noticed you had appeared calmer. “What do you want to do? Anything you want. We will do it!”

“I know you’re too tired. I just wanted to spend some time together.”

Joel’s face saddens as he feels the guilt from his actions filter back into his emotions. Leaning down, he holds your neck as he kisses your forehead affectionately. Taking your hand, he leads you back to the couch settling in together for the rest of the night. Joel does all he can to make it up to you after hurting you so deeply.

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[richardscamacho]

how cnco would comfort you after a breakup

how best friend!cnco would comfort you after a breakup.

christopher

after such a traumatic breakup, christopher’s main goal would be to keep you uplifted and happy. he’ll do this by complimenting you endlessly, saying things like “you were out of their league anyway!” and “dry your eyes, baby, you’re still the baddest bitch”. really, he just wants to help you see that although one person did you horribly wrong, you shouldn’t completely shut down. he would want to remind you of all the best parts of yourself in order to ensure that you don’t lose touch with them. it may feel as though he’s being a little too persistent, but he comes from a place of love and that will be evident. even if you push him away for a little bit in order to grieve, he’ll always be right there to pick up where you left off.

richard

given that richard is a father, he may have a more mature approach to this than most. he’s always been more of an older brother figure in your life, so he’ll never shy away from telling you things you need to hear, even if you don’t want to. however, he would never phrase things harshly or in a way that he suspects may hurt your feelings. instead, he’ll tread lightly, only speaking once he’s sure you’re in the right mental state to not only hear what he has to say, but to process it as well. he would take your side wholeheartedly, though he would want it to be abundantly clear that you can’t spend everyday crying in bed over this person, as well as why you shouldn’t. every time you feel like giving in and texting them, he’s right there to knock some sense into you in the most loving way possible.

zabdiel

zabdiel is the friend you turn to when you want to rage. not only are you so close, you’re positive that anything you tell him won’t be spread around, but he would have a lot of rage of his own toward your previous significant other. he’ll let you speak your piece for as long as you like, interjecting every so often with an opinion of his own. he may even be a little irritated at himself, as he had a feeling that there was something up with your ex. however, because there was no evidence and he didn’t want to spoil your happiness, he kept his mouth shut and simply reminded you that if things went south he would be there to catch you. he had seen you get your heart broken so many times and now he had no choice but to watch once more, so he would be scolding himself for not finding a way to prevent it (even though that wasn’t possible).

joel

joel is someone you know you can turn to no matter what. while he has a habit of coming across disinterested and cold, you’ve been best friends long enough to know that this is never personal, that it’s just how he is. he never fails to come through for you in your time of need, so this is surely no exception; seeing you so fragile and hurt would make his cold exterior melt a little. all he wants to do is make your pain go away, as he hates that this has happened to you time and time again. he wouldn’t really ask if you want to talk about it, he would merely assume that you do and silently offer a listening ear once you feel as though you’re ready. he’d let you rest your head on his shoulder and spill your guts, nodding along as you do so. he’ll offer advice—some of which is helpful, some of which is jokingly vengeful. he really does have a big heart, even if he doesn’t show it all the time. this would be one of the times he allows all of this to fall away though, for as long as you need it to.

erick

in all honesty, erick wouldn’t be entirely sure how to console you after such a terrible experience. with your friendship dynamic, you’re typically the one taking care of him, so this isn’t a situation that’s very familiar to him. despite this, he would very much want to try to help you through this emotional time. he would want to take baby steps, as he’s a little afraid of making things worse, which he would begin by timidly asking if you’re alright. though you’ll likely say yes, he would instantly know that this is just a front. he knows you and he knows that you feel as though you have to be strong for him because that’s how it’s always been in the past. looking up at you with those vulnerable green eyes, he’ll softly reassure you that you don’t have to be anything for him, that it’s okay to feel what you’re feeling and that he’ll be there for the entirety of it.

[flamediel]

Urgent!!!

Girlies what are we doing for the anniversary/zabs birthday?

Yall want anything in particular or just my usual bullshit?

[emsy55]

The boys reaction if they took the sex too far and unintentionally hurt their partner?

Richard:

You had been teasing him all day bc you were craving hot and rough sex

And now you were finally getting

And it was feeling amazing of course

He had given you multiple orgasms already during foreplay

And now he was hitting you from behind, going deep and hard inside you

He knows you like it rough and deep

But today was different

For some reason you were more sensitive

Richard is pulling your hair when he suddenly goes extra deep and hard inside you

That's causing you to say the safeword: "purple"

He stops immediately

He knows you almost never use that so he gets so soft and protective

He wraps his arms around you and kisses your forehead softly

"I'm sorry babygirl, did I hurt you? Was I too rough?"

He sounds so worried

You explain him that the feeling was just too intense and it did hurt you, but you're fine now

He's happy that you're okay now but he spoils you with love and kisses the entire night

Chris:

You and Chris are making out

His hands are all over your body and he starts undressing you

He's a little shocked when he sees your naked body

You clearly have some dark bruises on your hips and ass

You had rough sex last night, so that explains the bruises

But they look way worse than they usually do

You see his reaction but you tell him that it's fine, the good sex was worth it

But as soon as he starts touching your pussy, you know that this is not working

You are way too sore from last night

"Chris, baby, please stop, I'm sorry but it hurts too much. I'm still sore from last night."

He feels so guilty for being to rough

But you assure him that you liked it, but you're just too sore to have sex

He understands of course

You take a nice warm bath together

He treats you so good

He takes good care of you and makes sure that your pain is over soon

Joel:

So you and Joel have been trying new things lately

You're both loving it

And today Joel's discovering his dominant side

And it surprised you how good he was at it

He was so rough and sexy

After a long session of amazing sex, he untied you

You absolutely loved being tied to the bed, and so did Joel

But now he unties you, he sees the marks the rope left on your wrists

His dominant side disappears immediately

He feels so guilty

He never wanted to hurt you, and this looks very painful

You can see that he's so upset

You calm him down and tell him that the bruises are totally worth it

He believes you but he still feels a little guilty and is extra sweet to you the entire evening

Zabdiel:

You and Zabdiel are used to rough sex

You both love it

He can do whatever he wants to you and you fucking love it

You love being spanked, tied up and choked

And that's exactly what he was doing right now

His big hands are wrapped around your throat and you love it

But suddenly you accidentally choke in your own saliva

Zabdiel removes his hand from your throat, thinking that he did that to you

He gets so worried

"princesa lo siento"

You're still coughing and struggling to breath properly

When that's finally over, you assure him that it wasn't his fault

But it really scared him

He likes being rough but would never want to hurt you

He spoons you and kisses your neck until you fall asleep in his arms

Erick:

So Erick has recently discovered that you like it rough

He still kinda new to it

But he loves it

He loves bringing out his dominant side

So that's exactly what he's doing right now

He kisses you roughly and throws you on the bed

But your head hurts the headboard really hard

He feels so bad

He takes you in his arm and apologizes repeatedly

He then runs to the kitchen to get ice pack for your head

He kisses your head an thousand times

He checks if you're okay every five minutes

He takes care of you and makes sure you're fine

[girlbabyvelez]

Blurb Requests!

Hey guys! I wanted to get back into writing more for CNCO so please send in some blurb requests! It can be one of your own requests or a prompt from this list 

I’m gonna work on them today and tomorrow so please send some in! I’m ready to write about our boys

[thotwonu]

Some cute Joel fluff where you’re sick or just feeling down and he takes care of you and makes you feel better Love your writing :)

joel is one of drea’s lanes and she’s a little sick rn so this is for you anon and also my girl drea. this is my first time writing for cnco so be nice- i’m new to this fandom... -rei

when you woke up sneezing you knew you’d caught a cold. you hated being sick but you were gonna just power through it. it was just that time of year and everyone was getting sick. you got up and started your day as usual, a little slow, you fell asleep making coffee and you were about halfway through with a box of kleenex by the time you sat down in front of your computer to start working.

joel was supposed to be coming over later so you wanted to get as much of your work done as possible before he got to your apartment. joel was known for showing up early, since he had a key to your apartment. you had been sitting in front of your computer “working” for an hour when you heard the keys in the door. the whimper that came from you was a little pathetic. joel walked in to find you at the kitchen table surrounded by kleenex and looking like you got run over by a truck.

“ay mamita,” he laughed lightly. he walked towards you and kissed your forehead. his laughs got a little louder as you wrapped your arms around his middle and whined. he wrapped his arms around you and ran his hand up and down your back. “have you taken medicine?” he asked. when you shook your head he rolled his eyes. “okay, you go lay on the couch,” he helped you to the couch and wrapped you in a blanket. he pushed some hair back from your forehead and winced, “you have a fever mami.” you just whined and curled into the sofa and hid under the blanket.

you could hear joel going through the cabinets in your kitchen and your bathroom looking for medicine. he came back out with a little jar of vicks vapor rub and cough medicine. you eyed him as he walked closer to you. “don’t give me that look. you have to take the medicine,” he said sitting next to you on the couch and opening the jar of vicks. he made you lay your head in his lap and started to rub it into your chest and across your back as well. once he was done with that he made you sit up to take the cough medicine he held in his hand. you clamped your mouth shut and glared at him. 

“y/n open your mouth,” he sighed holding the little medicine cup up for you. you shook your head and scooted away from him. “you can take shots of tequila like nothing, pero cough medicine and you turn into a toddler,” he gave you a look that had you rolling your eyes. when you opened your mouth to respond to him with a sassy comeback he pressed the medicine cup to your mouth and helped you tip your mouth back to swallow. the face you made as the sugary death syrup made it’s way down your throat made him chuckle a little as he handed you a water bottle. 

your glare didn’t stop as you chugged the water bottle and stuck your tongue out of your mouth in an exaggerated fake gag. “that shit is disgusting. it should be a capital crime to make someone take that stuff.” you shuddered and pulled your blanket tight around you. joel smiled and moved the medications to the coffee table before getting up and heading to the kitchen. you heard pots and pans banging and you could kinda smell something through your stuffed nose. you were concerned but you really didn’t have enough energy to investigate the noises.

you sat on the couch for an hour barely conscious, watching some netflix show you were maybe 30% invested in. the way you woke up feeling was a distant memory, you wanted to laugh at yourself for thinking that you had felt like crap then. if that was crap, you’d entered the 7th ring of hell. your body was hot and cold at the same time. you were sweating and shivering. you could barely breathe and your nose was raw from wiping. and every couple minutes you either had a coughing fit or a sneezing fit. “joel,” you whined as loud as you could manage.

he came out of the kitchen then with a bowl of caldo de pollo and you whimpered a little and made grabby hands. he smiled and put a pillow in your lap and sat himself behind you so you could lean into his chest. with your bowl of soup and your boyfriend you started to feel a little better. “your fever’s gone down, amor.” he was pressing soft kisses to your head and your shoulder. you moved your now empty soup bowl to the coffee table and snuggled more into him. “play with my hair and tell me i’m pretty,” you pouted as your muscles started to ache from coughing.

joel smiled and did just as you asked of him while whispering sweet things to you about how beautiful he thought you were and how proud he was of how you tried to work through you sickness, and that you let go of your pride to let him take care of you. he took the time that you had to just talk to you about how much he loved you. you tried really hard to stay awake and listen to everything he was saying, but his voice was soft and low, and that paired with him playing with your hair and running a hand up and down your back had you passed out in no time.

[cncoh-damn]

Hi bb! Lmao can you pls do #13 w/ Joel por favor?? 😝♥️ (it’s me, @ella-se-vuelve-loca 🤣🐙)

Sure thing, Alondra! One fluffy blurb with our Joelito coming up.

Prompt: “Are you flirting with me?”  “You finally noticed?” from this prompt list.

—————

Being friends with a massive flirt usually meant one of two things: they’d practice their pick-up lines on you or make you tag along with them whenever they had a date. Personally, you prefer the latter, if only because it meant getting free food. And where Malia was concerned, free food was the only way to convince you to go on a double date with her.

That, of course, was the only reason you agreed to anything, including not leaving when your respective dates ran late.

“How long does it even take to get from their place to here?” You deadpan, playing with the steadily melting ice cubes in your glass. “I mean, are you sure they’re going to show up?”

“They will,” Malia insists, sharp green eyes glancing up from her phone before she slides it over to you. “Look, they’re just running late because they woke up late, perfectly understandable.” A sigh slips past your lips as you raise a hand to get another refill of your iced tea, all courtesy of Malia and her credit card.

“Their ETA?”

“Ten minutes.” With a huff, you wrap your lips around the straw and take an aggressive sip of your drink, letting the next ten minutes pass by until Malia perks up, a grin on her lightly glossed lips. An internal groan accompanies you slapping a grin onto your face, turning in your seat to get a glimpse of your tardy dates.

One of them is a blond, with several tattoos running up the length of one arm and a piercing or two on his person. In short, Malia’s type, the heartbreakers who had a list of exes as numerous as the tats he sported. His friend had curly hair kept out of his eyes with a bandanna, and also the clearest skin you’d ever seen on a guy. Dimly, you wonder if he’s the reason they were late; there’s no way anyone would have skin that good without a skincare routine. You have no time to ponder on it though, not when Malia stands up to offer the blond a kiss on the cheek—they’re practically the same height, and the thought has you biting your tongue to keep the laughter in—before you begin to exchange pleasantries with one another.

“Sorry we’re late, nena,” the blond, whom you later learn is named Sebastián, says, though he addresses the pet name towards your friend. Internally, you roll your eyes. Not even five minutes here and those two are already flirting. Honestly, if it wasn’t for the free food...

“Yeah, we were at the studio working on a song last night,” adds his friend, and admittedly, your interest is piqued.

“Oh yeah, you two are collaborating on a song for RK’s album, aren’t you?” Ah, so Sebastián was the mysterious RK. Good to know.

“Si. But enough of that, I hope you two weren’t waiting long.” A conspiratory grin lights up RK’s face as he leans in towards you and Malia, before whispering, “Joel took forever to fix his hair.” She ends up snickering, before returning to her seat next to you while RK flags down a waiter so you can finally order.

It doesn’t take long before your friend and Joel’s are off in their own little world, and you look over at the curly-haired male with an apologetic smile.

“Sorry if I’m so awkward,” you tell him. “Malia bribed me with free food just so I’d be her double today.” He cracks a grin at that, and you wonder why the fuck boys were allowed to be this pretty because it just wasn’t fair.

“Don’t worry, RK had to bribe me too. Just... Not with free food.” An awkward silence fills the space before you decide to have another attempt at conversation.

“So uh... You two are musicians?” Joel immediately brightens up, and whoever said boys couldn’t be pretty was clearly insecure about his own masculinity.

“Yeah, I’m in a band and RK’s a solo artist, though we’re both signed to the same label.”

“That’s pretty cool. I’m majoring in Music Production, so it’s always cool to meet people in the music industry.” Apparently, that’s all it takes for you two to launch into an in-depth conversation of your own, one that continued throughout the meal. By the end of the date, you and Joel have each other’s phone numbers, and are already Instagram mutuals before they have to leave.

The weeks pass by in a blur, mostly because of your schoolwork and busy schedule, though there’s always time for a breather—and to text Joel—despite that. It’s while you two are texting do you realize something from your previous texts, and you have no problem asking him to clarify.

(Y/n): Hey, sorry if this seems kinda weird, but

(Y/n): Are you flirting with me?

Joel ♫: You finally noticed?

Though his response is one you didn’t expect, it still causes a blush to rise to your cheeks, and you tuck your knees against your chest when he begins typing another message.

Joel ♫: Gonna take a page out of your book

Joel ♫: Sorry if this seems kinda weird, but do you want to go on a date with me?

Joel ♫: Just us this time.

The blush on your face gets brighter, but you give him a short and simple reply nonetheless.

(Y/n): Yes.

And, deciding to tease him a little, you add:

(Y/n): Just don’t be late this time lmao.

And that’s how you find yourself arriving at the same cafe you waited for him at, the only difference being that he’s the one waiting for you this time around.

[miericksongo]

Erick Brian Colón Edit

(if you copy off of this I will NOT be happy!)

PS audio is kinda choppy at certain parts as this is my first time doing an edit. Audio credit to the owner.

[anninhiliation]

How each of the boys dominates

Joel

He’s a soft dom. A nervous one too.  If he’s tying you up, he’s testing the ropes and knots on himself the night before. Seeing how much the fabric would burn your delicate skin. Testing out handcuffs with and without fur, silk rope. Testing what’s best for you. But while he has you pinned down the way he wants, he’s praising you the whole time. A bratty sub would not work out with a man like this. Joel’s very big on aftercare, taking his time asking you how it was. What did you like? What didn’t you like? How can he make it better next time? Massaging out and kissing every mark he’s left behind.

Zabdiel

He’s a gentle giant. But he has a filthy mouth. Big on degrading, teasing, taunting. He has lots of patience, so if he’s punishing you, you’re getting edged. Not just once or twice. But until you’re near breaking point. Until you’re crying out how sorry you are, how you’ll never do it again, begging to just cum. You’ll do anything to just touch him and cum. He will turn you into a begging, whimpering mess and keep you there for as long as he sees fit. But people have bad days. And you set him off during a bad day? His large hand is wrapped around your pretty little throat. And he’s pinning you to the wall, towering over you, maybe throwing you on a couch or bed. He’s too lazy to fuck you against the wall. (It’s double the work and he can’t do everything he wants) But he will use you to take his anger out. And when he’s done? There’s your gentle giant.

Richard

Rough Daddy Brat Tamer. Let’s get one thing straight he’s never going to go from 0 to 100. That’s abusive, and he’s not a piece of shit. He will manhandle you with no problem but he’s aware of his strength and your size. Richard would never actually hurt you.  He knows how to execute a  proper punishment for the crime. Something simple? 10 smacks on your ass or a warning. Mistakes do happen and he’s aware if you genuinely forgot about a rule or if you’re testing him. He has a Daddy kink, so if you’re ever in trouble with a man like Richard, just give him your most innocent look and say “Sorry Daddy you were right” and whatever you did is forgotten and he’s eating that sweet pussy out like a last meal.

Chris

He’s fucking nasty. I honestly can’t believe he kisses Yenny with that mouth. Loves cumming inside you, its a way he marks you as his. It’s like a secret message he leaves you writing in the deepest parts of you. Chris does not have the actual patience to growl “wait until we get home nena” and when he does, it’s rare. Act out in public with him and he will fuck you behind a dumpster or in a bathroom. He will fuck you in front of a mirror because he would want you to see what he sees. Chris has no problem going somewhere where he will probably get caught to put you in your place. And if you do get caught? Wait until he has you alone. Your punishment has just been doubled because he didn’t get to finish. He has no problem ripping off your panties, shoving them in your mouth just to keep you quiet as he fucks the attitude out of you. 

Erick

First off, please drop that mixtape. Anyways, he’s a playful dom. He’s young, and he looks up to Chris like it or not. Loves to tease you, send looks your way he knows will rile you up. He’s not an exhibitionist (things can change) so if he’s punishing you it’s in private. He likes to experiment in punishments. Very curious little sound cloud rapper. Likes experimenting in new kinks you and him both find interesting. But he does have a few favorites. He likes to use his hands rather than whips and paddles. A filthy mouth too. His tongue? A weapon, you don’t want him using against you.