#johnny el coco cruz

[ravennaortiz]

Loved this 💜

Bre can I haz Coco Cruz plz 💞💗❣️ "Who did this?" "Why do you care?" "Can you forgive me?" Pretty plz with a cherry on top? Need some more of my loco Coco puff 😍🍰

“Loco Coco puff” LITERALLY made me lol. Amazing.

Your house was right on the border, just a few miles away from one of the main tunnels the Mayans used. Your family had worked with Alvarez for years, so when your parents moved back to Mexico and left you the property, you took over their partnership with the Mayans. It was a good deal, they provided you with protection and gave you a cut of their profits, and you let them dig holes under your land and use your place as a safe house. It was a win-win.

And you got to ride Coco like a fucking bucking bronco—which was a huge plus.

But you caught feelings—which was not a part of the plan.

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[bullet-prooflove]

Choices!Series Part Seven: Partners in Crime - Nestor Oceteva x Reader (feat: Johnny 'Coco' Cruz & Marcus Alvarez)

Tagging: @annetje @anime-weeb-4-life @danzer8705 @drabbles-mc @alwaysachorusgirl @witches-unruly-heart @mysoulisasunflower @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @est1887 @the-wandering-lunatic

Part One: First Date (NSFW) - Nester and you have an unusual first date.

Part Two: Familia - (Feat: Marcus Alvarez) - Marcus discovers your relationship.

Part Three: Fair Trade - Miguel makes a proposal.

Part Four: Slaughterhouse Rules - Nestor has to watch the show.

Part Five: Stay With Me - Nestor deals with the aftermath.

It’s warm as fuck and Coco’s smoking a cigarette on the porch of the clubhouse when Marcus appears alongside of him. It’s been a while since the two of them have crossed paths, not since Marcus left the club to ride with the cartel. Coco can’t say he gets it, but Marcus is his own man and Coco respects that. There’s always a place here if he wants it.

“Padrino.” He greets, taking a drag of his cigarette. He holds it for a second before exhaling.

“Coco.” Marcus nods as his elbows come to rest upon the white wooden railing. “Have you heard from her?”

Coco frowns, tilting his head towards Marcus as he taps the ash from the cigarette.

“Nah, not for a couple of months.” He tells the other man quietly. “Not since she was last in San Padre.”

They both know who he’s talking about.

The world knows you as El Cuchillo but to Coco you’re just the girl he shoots guns in the desert with. Someone he’s spent nights under the stars, sharing war stories and a spliff. The girl who’d got shot in the ass because she’d partnered up with a shitty sniper and ended up with a better one.

You’d worked with the club before, when they needed something more covert, someone less visible. It didn’t hurt that you were easy on the eye, men tended to let their guard down when they had the attention of a pretty girl. You had assets their members didn’t.

You took pride in your work and Coco could appreciate that. It’s why he enjoyed working with you, that and the 25% you paid him when you needed someone to watch your back. The deal was you kicked 10% to the club when you required his services. It was a discounted rate compared to what they charged others. Your father had been the Secretary of the club before he’d been taken out by a drunk.

He remembered the first time the two of you decided to partner up. You bent over a table in his girl Stitch’s clinic, glaring at him as she pulled a bullet out of your ass.

“You get what you pay for.” He’d smirked as he spun in the office chair. “You pay a shitty rate you get a shitty sniper, one that apparently shoots his own partner in the ass. Where the fuck did you find him? Craig’s List?”

“Well he’s on the shit list now, nobody will ever be using him again.” You tell him, hissing as Stitches pried the bullet out. “Fuck.”

“Sorry.” Stitches murmured, her voice low and soothing. “It’s embedded in the muscle so I’m gonna have to poke around. The upside though you get a badass scar, pun intended.”

“I hate you so much right now.” You huffed, your chin coming to rest upon your arms.

“You’re gonna hate me even more in five minutes.”

You groaned out loud as Coco rose to his feet before removing the spliff from his pocket and lighting it. The sweet, earthy scent flooded the makeshift clinic.

“Here.” Coco said, handing it over to you. “Something for the pain.”

You took the joint from his fingers before placing it between your lips and taking a toke and returning it to him.

“You know I need a new sniper.” You mentioned casually, wincing as Stitches sought out the bullet. “Or at least someone I can trust to have my back and not shoot me in the fucking ass.”

“You asking me for real?” He asked, blowing out a stream of smoke as he sat at the opposite side of the table.

“Trust me I would rather put up with your philosophical bullshit than go through this again.” You informed him. “No offense Stitches.”

You heard the clatter of metal on metal as the bullet hit the inside of the metal dish.

“None taken.” Stitches responded before picking up a bottle of medicinal grade alcohol. “You know what comes next right?”

“I hope you know I don’t mean any of the words that are going to be coming out of my mouth in the next two minutes.” You told her, taking the joint back from Coco and taking a long pull.

“Trust me, I hear a lot worse from these assholes.” Stitches told you before resuming her task.

There’s silence between the two of them while Coco tries to recount the last time he’d had any communication from you. It had been a while, he realises, usually he gets a text every few weeks when you’re away, telling him about some stupid shit that’s happened, or a picture of something weird. In the past three months he’s had nothing, it’s like you’ve dropped off the radar completely.

“She in trouble or something?” he asks Marcus, gesturing with his cigarette.

Marcus gives him a look before rubbing his hands together, a clear sign of agitation.

“I guess you haven’t seen the news this morning.”

Coco shakes his head.

“She hit Reno last night, killed Eddie, burned down his snuff studio.” Marcus informs him, crossing his arms over this chest.

Coco tilts his head back towards the sky, exhaling the word ‘Fuck’ because he knows what that means. Reno was a death sentence for you both and undertaking it again would have been a suicide mission. That was the real reason Marcus was here, he didn’t know if you were alive or dead, he’s lost contact the same way Coco had.

“Why?” Coco asked, his brain stumbling over the implications. “Why would she do that now? On her own?”

“Something happened with Galindo a little while ago.” Marcus confided as he stared out across the scrapyard. “I’m afraid it unbalanced her; she took off without a word and hasn’t been back since.”

“What kinda something?” Coco asks, because despite the work you do, you’re probably one of the most balanced people he knows. You own your shit, you don’t let it consume you, you don’t linger on the regrets. That’s some excellent compartmentalisation right there.

“The kinda something that brings back a lot of personal shit.” Marcus told him, his hands coming to rest on the wooden railing once more. His knuckles whitened as he gripped it tightly, the splintered wood digging into his fingertips.

“The Major?”

“His brother.”

Coco dropped the cigarette butt to the floor before crushing it underneath the heel of his boot. He pulled the remaining packet out of his pocket before offering one to Marcus. The other man took one, setting it between his lips before Coco provided the light.

“She kill him?”

“Nestor.” Marcus summarised as Coco withdrew his own smoke and tapped it against the cardboard carton in his hand.

“Fucking good on him.” He said before placing the cigarette between his lips and lighting it.

“You know, don’t you?” Marcus said, his voice lowering an octave as he took a drag. “She told you.”

Coco blew a smoke ring out of his mouth, watching as it evaporated into the air.

“Knew she was sticking around for someone and it wasn’t anybody from the club, none of these assholes would be able to keep their mouth shut about something like that.” He shrugged, waving his cigarette in the direction of the club house. “She’d been doing a lot of work for the cartel and he’s the one without the biggest stick up his ass.”

“He’s in love with her.” Marcus told him, inhaling deeply and allowing the nicotine to fill up his lungs. “The thing with Galindo’s been tearing him up inside.”

“That doesn’t bode well for Galindo.” Coco remarked, thinking back to the last time he’s laid eyes on you. You’d looked healthier, happier. Your smile was brighter, and you laughed a lot more. He knew what it was to fall in love, he knew how it looked and he could see it inside of you when the two of you shot targets under the desert sun. “She was settled last time I saw her, at peace.” He said tapping he place where his heart resided.

It struck Coco hard to know that you may be suffering. He knew a thing or two about PTSD, about the intensity of it, the hypervigilance, the nightmares, the intrusive thoughts. He thought you’d want to get away from the place that had instilled those memories, take control once again and what better place to do that then Reno. Somewhere you were forbidden to return to, a place where you could prove to yourself that you still held some form of power, that you could still do the job.

“I’ll reach out.” Coco said finally, feeling a twist of anxiety in his chest. “See if I can’t find out where she’s at.”

He just hoped to Christ it wasn’t the morgue.

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˗ˏˋ𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒ˎˊ˗

I am currently taking writing requests for…

𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐘

Jax Teller

Happy Lowman

Chibs Telford

Clay Morrow

Tig Trager

Juice Ortiz

Bobby Munson

Opie Winston

𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐒 𝐌.𝐂.

Obispo ‘Bishop’ Losa

EZ Reyes

Angel Reyes

Johnny ‘El Coco’ Cruz

Che 'Taza’ Romero

𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒

Luke Danes

Kirk Gleason

Gil

Jess Mariano

Dean Forester

Logan Huntzberger

Jackson Belleville

Tom

Max Medina

Christopher Hayden

Taylor Doose

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄

Michael Scott

Dwight Schrute

Jim Halpert

Andy Bernard

Kevin Malone

Stanley Hudson

Toby Flenderson

Ryan Howard

Darryl Philbin

Roy Anderson

David Wallace

Bob Vance

𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒

Ross Geller

Joey Tribbiani

Chandler Bing

Phoebe Buffay

Monica Geller

Rachel Green

Dr. Richard Burke

𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐎 𝐕

Trevor Philips

Michael De Santa

Franklin Clinton

Lamar Davis

Jimmy De Santa

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Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto

Richard "Richie" Jerimovich

Neil Fak

Michael Berzatto

Marcus Brooks

Luca

[lcvedied]

like for a sons of anarchy starter!

my muses for the fandom include:

kerrianne telford-larkin : the estranged daughter of chibs telford

celeste telford-tilden: the daughter of chibs telford & local bakery owner clementine tilden (about the same age as abel so usually it's aged up stuff)

antonia solis : neonatal icu nurse in charming & baby mama to a member of the santo padre charter of mayans mc (this is hidden info)

josie cruz : half sister to mayans mc's johnny 'el coco' cruz. a hot mess known to hang around charming to mess around with juice. usually having to be picked up by marcus who feels responsible for her

[mysoulisasunflower]

Mayans MC :

No Specific Character :

⁘ First Appareance Of The Boys

⁘ The Reaper Have Been Landed

⁘ Ez's Prospection

The Reyes Boys :

⁘ Reyes Boys

⁘ Reyes Bond

The One Brain Cell Duo (Angel feat. Coco) :

⁘ 1.2 | Escorpión/Dzec

Michael 'Riz' Ariza :

⁘ 1.2 | Escorpión/Dzec : 1, 2

⁘ 1.3 | Búho/Muwan : 1

Johnny 'Coco' Cruz :

Angel Reyes :

Ezekiel 'EZ' Reyes :

⁘ Perro/Oc

Che 'Taza' Romero :

Marcus 'El Padrino' Alvarez :

⁘ El Padrino Is Arrived

Nestor Oceteva :

⁘ 1.2 | Escorpión/Dzec : 1, 2

⁘ 1.3 | Búho/Muwan : 1

Charles 'Chukie' Marstein :

Neron 'Creeper' Vargas :

⁘ Perro/Oc (AKA The Sex Change Scene)

Kevin 'KJ' Jimenez :

⁘ 1.1 | Perro/Oc : 1, 2

[lcveblossomed]

like for a starter from mayans mc muse

josephine "josie" cruz (piano protegee and hot mess baby sister of johnny "el coco" cruz)

antonia "toni" solis (pediatric surgical nurse & baby mamma of johnny "el coco" cruz with club ties)

elana loza (strip club owner & wife of hank "tranq" loza)

johnny "el coco" cruz

leticia "letty" cruz

[lamb-writes]

❤︎ = my favorites atm

Barry

✦ Barry Berkman

✧ Sally Reed

✦ NoHo Hank ❤︎

✧ Cristobal Sifuentes

Batman Villains

✦ Harley Quinn

✧ Harvey Dent

✦ Jonathan “Scarecrow” Crane

✧ Oswald “The Penguin” Cobblepot

✦ Pamela “Poison Ivy” Isley

✧ Selina “Catwoman” Kyle ❤︎

✦ The Joker

✧ Victor “Mr. Freeze” Fries

Bullet Train

✦ Ladybug

✧ Lemon ❤︎

✦ Tangerine ❤︎

✧ Yuichi Kimura

Detroit: Become Human

✦ Connor | RK800

✧ Nines | RK900

✦ Sixty | RK800-60 ❤︎

✧ Hank Anderson

✦ Gavin Reed ❤︎

✧ Tina Chen

✦ Chris Miller

✧ Daniel | PL600

✦ Kara | AX400

✧ Luther | TR400

✦ Ralph | WR600

✧ Jerry | EM400

✦ Markus | RK200 ❤︎

✧ Simon | PL600

✦ North | WR400

✧ Josh | PJ500

Good Omens

✦ Aziraphale

✧ Crowley

✦ Gabriel

✧ Beelzebub

✦ Anathema Device

Gotham

✦ Jim Gordon

✧ Harvey Bullock

✦ Harvey Dent

✧ Lucius Fox

✦ Leslie “Lee” Thompkins ❤︎

✧ Bruce Wayne (Season 5)

✦ Selina Kyle (Seasons 4-5)

✧ Ivy Pepper (Seasons 3-5)

✦ Barbara Kean

✧ Tabitha Galavan

✦ Butch Gilzean

✧ Fish Mooney

✦ Oswald Cobblepot

✧ Edward Nygma/The Riddler ❤︎

✦ Sofia Falcone

✧ Victor Zsasz ❤︎

✦ Jerome Valeska

✧ Jeremiah Valeska

✦ Jervis Tetch

✧ Victor Fries

✦ Bridgit Pike

Interview With The Vampire (2022)

✦ Louis de Pointe du Lac

✧ Lestat de Lioncourt

✦ Daniel Molloy

✧ Claudia

✦ Armand

iZombie

✦ Olivia “Liv” Moore

✧ Lowell Tracy

✦ Ravi Chakrabarti ❤︎

✧ Clive Babineaux

✦ Dallas Anne “Dale” Bozzio

✧ Major Lillywhite ❤︎

✦ Chase Graves ❤︎

✧ Peyton Charles ❤︎

✦ Blaine DeBeers

✧ Don “Don E.” Eberhard

Mayans M.C

✦ Ezekiel “EZ” Reyes

✧ Angel Reyes ❤︎

✦ Obispo “Bishop” Losa ❤︎

✧ Johnny “El Coco” Cruz

✦ Gilberto “Gilly” Lopez

✧ Michael “Riz” Ariza

✦ Guero

✧ Bottles ❤︎

✦ Miguel Galindo

✧ Emily Thomas

Our Flag Means Death

✦ Stede Bonnet

✧ Marry Bonnet

✦ Evelyn Higgins

✧ Edward “Blackbeard/The Kraken” Teach ❤︎

✦ Israel “Izzy” Hands ❤︎

✧ John “Calico Jack” Rackham

✦ Fang

✧ Ivan

✦ Oluwande Boodhari ❤︎

✧ Jim Jimenez

✦ Spanish Jackie

✧ Lucius Spriggs

✦ Black Pete

✧ Frenchie ❤︎

✦ Wee John Feeney

✧ Roach

✦ The Swede

The Fall of the House of Usher

✦ Tamerlane Usher

✧ Victorine LaFourcade

✦ Napoleon “Leo” Usher ❤︎

✧ Camille L’Espanaye

✦ Prospero “Perry” Usher

The Umbrella Academy

✦ Luther Hargreeves

✧ Diego Hargreeves

✦ Lila Pitts

✧ Allison Hargreeves

✦ Ray Chesnut

✧ Klaus Hargreeves

✦ Ben Hargreeves ❤︎

✧ Viktor Hargreeves

Venom (2018)

✦ Eddie Brock

✧ Venom

✦ Anne Weying

✧ Carlton Drake

✦ Dora Skirth

What We Do In The Shadows

✦ Guillermo de La Cruz

✧ Nandor the Relentless

✦ Laszlo Cravensworth ❤︎

✧ Nadja of Antipaxos

✦ Colin Robinson

✧ The Guide

✦ The Djinn ❤︎

✧ Marwa

✦ Sean Rinaldi

✧ Vladislav

✦ Viago Von Heimburg ❤︎

✧ Deacon Brüke

✦ Anton

[thefvrious]

scream, last of us, nancy drew and mayans

Name a show/movie/game/fandom/thing I shall reveal who I would rp from that thing. 

scream: sydney prescott, billy loomis, stu macher, any iteration of ghostface including ocs, randy meeks, gale weathers, dewey riley, tatum riley, mindy meeks-martin, randy meeks, cici cooper, mickey altieri, jennifer jolie, martha meeks, roman bridger, charlie walker, jill roberts, judy hicks, amber freeman, wes hicks, anika kayoko, ethan landry

last of us: ellie, joel, abby, dina, lev, yara

nancy drew: ??? never seen or read the books

mayans: angel alvarez, johnny "el coco" cruz, adelita espina

[cloveroctobers]

JOHNNY “COCO” CRUZ x black! Reader / SPRING PROMPTS!

A/N: since I don’t/didn’t write nearly enough for him. *sigh* that’s all I’m going to say on that. My spring prompts were intentionally supposed to be fluff but…

WARNINGS; mentions of mental health, drug habits, some fluff, language, and dark times! Sad times!

Using: #11. fresh baked bread + #12. Walk in the woods from the spring OTP prompt list.

Track listened to while writing?

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They always say you don’t have enough time in the world. Most usually think the opposite and unconsciously live life like it’s any other day, that it’s limitless yet it’s anything but. For the last week it felt like there was just something weighing on your chest and your gut was telling you that time was running out. You tried to blame it on your clinical depression but this was different.

At the start of the new week you started to pay attention to everything more. How everyone in the house was on the go, you always at the bakery at the crack of dawn, preparing breads and pastries with your small crew for the morning rush, Letty doing instacart and showing up whenever she wanted or whenever her piece of shit boyfriend decided to pick her up, and with Coco…he was always on call. To you it just felt like none of you were spending enough time together lately and you wanted to change that.

Well…you attempted to.

The electric dough mixer down at the bakery decided to break after just spending $800+ on it a month ago—thankfully you had warranty on it so another one was being shipped out to you free of charge while the delivery service took the broken one off your hands. Bad news? It was on delay since apparently all the bakers wanted this dough maker so you had to wait two weeks for it. Which also means!! You all had to use your hands more, since there were only three available table top mixers.

“If the work becomes too much, just shut down for a few days, mamita. You deserve it.” Johnny suggested one night, the both of you sitting on your bed as he rubbed at your shoulders.

You leaned into his touch, reaching one hand up to rest against his hand, “Only if you take a break from the club.”

“…we’re not doin’ that tit for tat shit. And I already took a long enough break, don’t you think?” He stopped massaging you for a moment.

Sighing you answered, “yeah against your will, we all know you’re dealing with a disease.”

“Let’s,” he started to raise his voice and lowered his tone and softened his touch, “not go that route tonight. It was just a suggestion, you’re clearly stressed out and could use a break. And I’m trying to get back on track so it sounds like we all gotta do what’s best for us.”

You hummed, too exhausted to argue with your boyfriend for the night and slowly moved from his grasp. Coco’s intense eyes watched your entire being as you slid over to your side of the bed, reached into your night stand to tie your headscarf over your hair.

“Okay.” You finalized, reaching to toss the covers back as you rested underneath them with a yawn.

The man watched you for a moment before he got off the bed to flip off the light switch. Once beside you, he tangled your legs together and pressed his forehead in between your shoulder blades. Once you felt that you began to slowly close your eyes until he asked, “is it though?”

“I’m willing to spend time with not only you but letty. Our family. We have to find balance for each other here and you don’t want to call your health condition what it is…fine. You only want to share that at meetings? Oh-kay . We’ll do that your way but that’s part of life, we have to make time for each other. So…y’all let me know when we can fit into our busy schedule’s.” You mumbled, “goodnight.”

Johnny huffed out a breath against your back but tightened a hold on your waist for the night.

It was a Wednesday when Coco told you Marcus encouraged him and others to head out to Oakland this weekend and of course he took that opportunity. Coco could see that you were disappointed that he would be leaving and Letty seemed indifferent since she could always find something else to get into. Although the both of you shared deep conversations (only when Letty felt like being vulnerable that is) you knew that half of that was for show.

Although you knew this trip was for good measure, you had that sinking feeling sitting in your gut again. You were tight smiles as Coco talked about how good this would be to honor their fallen brothers yet you couldn’t help but to feel selfish about it.

“What’s your weekend, plans?” Coco asked, as he shifted you from the mirror as you finished twisting a section of your hair into a final knot.

He shuffled through drawers.

Pressing your tongue into your cheek, you breathed out a laugh and exited the bathroom. Coco shortly followed after you, tossing a arched tattooed leg up onto your bed to moisturize.

“What’s up your ass, huh?”

Your eyebrows raised as you glanced at him from over your phone. Facing your body in his direction, you turned your eyes into slits, “did our conversation two days ago not mean anything to you?”

The long haired man furrowed his brows, “you mean everything to me, you’re basically the other side of my heart, so yeah any conversation means something.”

Chewing on your bottom lip you deeply inhaled at that. You’d be a fool if you said those words didn’t make butterflies float around in your belly but you were more of a actions kinda person. Talking about the fairytales were always peaceful and it was always tough to get there but lately it felt like you were getting off track again.

Everything was becoming a routine rather than a necessity.

“So…you’re going to Oakland.”

He dipped his head, “I’ll be back early Sunday morning. You know it’s for a good reason.”

“Which I get…but it doesn’t feel right. Why can’t you honor your brothers here? Close to home instead.” You softly said.

Coco moved around the bed to plop down beside you, “‘Cause Marcus saw what efforts I’ve been putting in for this club. He trusts me to go out there and bond with another charter by paying our respects to something we share in common, the lost of family. I can’t pass that up. I know you understand that, right?”

“Of course I understand,” you huffed, “it’s a given when you get involved with someone in a risk taking club but sometimes I just wish you would put this family first too…what if you lose us?”

Instantly coco gripped your hand, getting you to meet his gaze. “Hey, I don’t ever want to hear you talk about that possibility. I don’t want to go back to that thought either, I had enough of that shit back on the mm.”

He searched your eyes which held worry in them. With his free hand he gripped your chin and ran his thumb gently over your brown skin, “I hear you though. As long as I got you and you got me, that’ll never be a lost. I even got plans for the both us tomorrow…oh yeah, I forgot to mention you’re taking a personal day from the shop.”

Coco watched as your frame brightened, almost like that special flower that needs the night to grow, at the news; despite the darkening bags that sat underneath your eyes. It was your turn to grip Coco’s now bare shoulder, “where are we going, johnny?”

“It’s a surprise, mamita. You better rest up.” He leaned forward to press a kiss to your cheek.

“How do you expect me to sleep when you just told me I get to spend time with my best friends tomorrow?”

Coco laughed pinching your chin, “you’re so fucken cute, mamita. I’m just happy that I can make a piece of my heart happy too.”

Pressing your lips to his, you pulled back while knuzzling your bulbous nose against his crooked pointed one.

“…Think you can help put me to sleep?” You questioned, caressing a finger against his bare waist.

His famous lopsided smile appeared on his lips, “I’d be honored to.” Before he pounced on you.

Letty wasn’t home by the time the two of you headed out. He sent her the address and told her to meet the two of you there if she wanted to be part of this moment and she sarcastically sent back some emojis in her typical teenage fashion. The two of you rode out of santo padre for at least half an hour and stopped on the side of the road, just for coco to blind fold you.

“So I know this is one of your kinks and everything bro but um, couldn’t we have discussed this before? I’m still trying to hold onto these lash extensions considering that money’s tight.” You responded, trying to loosen the hold on the back of your dome.

One thing about Johnny Cruz? The man was definitely heavy handed.

“We’re another ten minutes out, it won’t be that long. You can handle it, I promise.”

“I guess…” you trailed off, turning your head to where the passenger window would be.

You convinced your long time boyfriend that taking your car over his bike would be best, just in case Letty wanted to ride back home with you two. If you would have known you’d be off-roading a bit you would have saved your sweet Hyundai hatchback the trouble. Your eyes went wide as you felt the car rocking from side to side and thought you were on the verge of a car accident but Coco’s laughs and squeeze to your thigh gave some reassurance.

Once the car was in park, you sighed touching your chest before fumbling to unbuckle yourself from the car. Coco assisted you out of the car and stood in front of you to take the blind fold off.

Flinching at the partly cloudy sunlight you glanced around the man to see nothing but huge trees, dirt, and the smell of evergreen.

“Where are we?”

He didn’t answer your question, reaching forward to grip your hand, “Want to go for a mini hike?”

“Is that why you wanted me to wear these itchy ass gym pants?”

His free hand slid down your side before reaching backwards to give it a nice smack, “yeah…they’re also my favorite on you.” He winked while you shoved him back playfully.

“Nah, I just wanted you to be comfortable and enjoy the view. C’mon.” He led the way, intertwining his hands with yours.

The walk through the woods made the both of you feel at ease, despite you being clueless on the area ,you felt safe with the guy you’ve known since you were seventeen and it blew your mind to still be standing here after everything the both of you went through.

It truly was a blessing.

You felt yourself wanting to be closer and pulled yourself underneath his arm as you slowly walked through the woods, simply enjoying each other’s company. After a moment you found yourself looking up, feeling much smaller underneath the trees that stood above the both of you. You were chilly underneath the spring air and coco always felt cold but the weight of him surely blocked that feeling out. A white butterfly flew by your eyes, pulling you from the sky while the birds chirped along with each step you both took.

Once you approached a white bridge, you stopped to peer out at the lake to your right.

“…what you think?” Coco asked after a moment of white noise.

Blinking you looked at him, “there’s swans here?”

“Huh? Oh yeah they’re were fuckin’ annoying the last time I came out here so don’t get too excited about ‘em, they might turn up missing.” The braided-haired man glared at the green water while you snorted at the irritation on his face, “but I wasn’t talking about that. I’m talking about the house.”

The what?

Coco easily picked up the confusion on your face and lifted his chin in the direction of the said house that sat over and back from the water.

“Let’s go.” He smiled at your speechlessness and tugged you over the bridge and down a slope and over to what appeared to be a deep- red single family home.

Your eyes kept wandering around, the large plot of dirt that covered the driveway had you in awe. Even if you could afford multiple cars, it would take plenty to fill this lot but any parties hosted here you were sure everyone could fit here…as soon as you figured out another route to get here that is.

“That makeshift garage over there that Gilly fucked up, we can store the bikes and of course your car there, especially when we get those sandstorms.” Coco casually said before carrying on to the white picket fence that boarded the home.

He undid the latch before leading you into the front yard. A white door contrasted against the darker tone of the house and another covered by a Spanish lace black steel security door. There were large and medium sized windows on each corner of the house and to your left a white gated area (which also seemed to hold a chicken coop behind?) followed by a pathway in between.

“Want to head in?”

“Johnny…don’t play with me.” You started with a inhale, “what is this?”

He lifted his shoulders nonchalantly, “A house. Our house if you want it to be.”

Clenching your eyes shut you shook your head, “we can’t possibly afford this. How much is this? Is it renting or to purchase?”

“It’s ours mamita.” He pressed, gripping your forearms, “don’t stress, I got us. Remember months ago you said we needed our own space to grow together and it’s bigger than what we have now.”

Yes you liked the idea of having something new for the three of you, to grow better. It may have been what you needed but the both of you knew Johnny wasn’t the best when it came to money and that was before the dr*g habit swerved in.

“It’s got enough space for us, two bedrooms until leticia actually means what she says when she wants to get the fuck out, and two bathrooms. Our own laundry area, more storage space, a extra living space, our own lake.” He listed with his fingers.

You interrupted, “what is this madness, Florida?”

Coco snorted as he continued, “and the kitchen? I know you’re gonna love it. Me, Gilly, and Creeper just finished the floors the other day. Mind you it still needs a shit ton of work but I’m down to do it for us, you know?”

Your silence was beginning to make Coco anxious as his hold on your hand became fingers linked with yours instead.

“Take me inside then, show me what we’re working with.” You waved him forward.

It was his turn to beam at you as he gripped both sides of your face to kiss you. Smiling into the kiss, he gripped your hand and fished his jean pockets to find the key. As you stepped into the home you always kept in mind that the living situations here always required dim lighting since majority of the homes were built in the 1950’s and up. You were met with tile floors with a rug rolled off to the side, you weren’t sure what this open space was truly meant for but it could work for what it seemed like it was made for, a nice entrance way: coat racks, benches to put your shoes on your way out, large mirror against one wall, a runner on the floor, a large circle table with a floral arrangement, with possibly a nice light feature installed to brighten it up.

Excitement began to show on your face as you briefly touched the walls.

“This was originally a dining area? The kitchen is up to the right and the living room is right across from it.” Coco explained, “listen to me sounding like a preppy ass real estate agent.”

“If you were, maybe my room would be even bigger.” A voice called out making the man roll his eyes.

Easily recognizing the voice you followed it, glancing over at the carpeted living room which had a wood oven tucked in the corner, you entered the kitchen instead to find Letty leaning against the counter. The counters were on the lighter side, tan and looked fairly new. Your eyes immediately went to the floor and you were in love. Clasping your hands together you looked back at Coco who causally shrugged his shoulders.

“You did this?!”

“Mostly, yeah. The refurbishing the cabinets were a real pain in my ass though.” He commented.

“You did that!” You looked over at the white fridge, “I apologize to you Nene but as long as it works I don’t really care!”

Letty snorted as she also looked over at the fridge herself and then went over to the oven, “so what’s the verdict, y/n?”

“Oh I want it. It’s going to be a commute to work once we actually live in this but it’s a new beginning and I think we all need it.” You answered, still looking around, moving to peek at the indoor porch area?

“Are you sure?” Coco asked.

You stared out the window located in the indoor porch and felt a smile appear on your lips as you thought about the new memories that will be made here. Spinning on your heels you kept that smile on your lips as you held your arms out and tossed them around Coco’s neck.

“I still need the details about how this all went down but I’m too happy right now to worry about it.”

“Good,” he pecked your lips, “I don’t want you to worry about a thing anymore.”

“I love you, Johnny.”

“I love you too, even when you’re being all gushy and shit.” He smiled down at your lips which you smacked with a roll of your eyes.

“Alright enough of this romance shit, let’s eat this over baked bread which coco wanted me to bring here for you. Don’t worry before you even ask, yes it’s fresh…I think y/n!” Letty shoved her way in between you two; holding a charcuterie board?

Shaking your head at the girl you peaked down at the board spotting some type of cheese you wouldn’t be eating, grapes, salami, and your favorite: pumpernickel bread waiting for you.

“Did you call this over baked bread, leticia?” You pulled a large piece apart and shoved it into your mouth as the girl nodded, “it’s supposed to look like this. Just extra melanin to it, nothing wrong with that.”

“Well when you put it that way, of course not.”

“This is one my top favorite breads. Keeps you full since it’s heavy, slightly on the sweet side and made with sourdough and ground rye. Originally from Germany too.” You summarized as you held out the other piece to share with Johnny who tossed it into his mouth.

Letty widened her eyes and spun away, “and here I thought I dropped out of school.”

“Yeah…we’re gonna discuss that soon too.” Coco addressed, making the girl slightly frown at him but said nothing more, not sure if she really believed that.

You felt your own brows raise at that statement but the smile of your face out-beat it. You went over to the counter touching the material before grabbing another piece of bread.

“Did you show y/n the haunted part of the house, coco?” Letty grinned, lightly elbowing you.

Choking a bit, you peered at Coco who glared at his daughter who bit back a laugh.

“It’s not haunted.”

“Gilly thinks it is too.” Letty added, “it’s definitely eerie. You’ll see what I’m talking about soon, I’m sure.”

“Uh uh, now I don’t want to finish that part of the tour. I told y’all my grams is a preacher and she always told us any evil can latch onto you and that’s the last thing I need.” You did a cross motion over your chest.

Letty hummed, “isn’t your dad also a pro-golfer? Damn girl you should have brought a club with you then.”

“Letty shut the—stop talking! She’s kidding, matter of fact we’ll all go and see it’s not even that bad. We got to walk through there to get to the laundry room anyways.” Coco waved you along but you weren’t budging. 

Coco sucked his teeth and charged over to the both of you, grabbing the both of you and going out the other door which led back to the front yard. Down the first narrow pathway you went—against your will, which led to another wooden gate leaving coco to unlatch that as well before turning to the right which led to the supposed haunted area. You spotted a light switch to the right of the house and cautiously stepped forward with Letty’s arm holding onto yours.

Coco was up ahead, sliding some doors open to show what would be the laundry area. When he looked back at the two of you, he sucked his teeth.

“Could you two move any slower?!”

“Hey!” You called out, “I’m putting my faith in my girl here…this area is giving Jason voorhees.”

Letty exclaimed, “see!”

Once you got next to the man, you stood in silence for a bit eyeing the laundry area and slightly nodded your head before leaning towards the dark haired man.

“Ki Ki Ki, ma ah ma.” You muttered the famous theme song making Coco pull his body away from you in pure annoyance, while you and Letty both shared a laugh.

“Alright then,” Coco sniffed before he latched onto your wrist.

Oh no.

“Wait!” You pleaded, “I don’t think I should be man handled right now, I just ate. Can we do this a little bit later when my bread digests?”

Coco shifted his eyes, thinking about it. “No. you’ve been talking shit so it’s two strikes and you’re out.”

‘That’s not really how it works…’ you thought.

“What did I do?! I didn’t say anything negative, just that it’s giving Florida and camp crystal lake combined! You need to talk to your daughter and her smart mouth. I love our new home because it’s ours! I’m super thankful. So whatever idea you got stirring in your Scorpio brain just forget it, let’s finish the tour, papi.” You attempted to plead your case but there was no going back when you became coco’s target.

He latched onto your thighs and flipped you over his shoulders with ease. Letty followed after the both of you, phone out recording the whole ordeal as Coco wrestled you to ground and legit sat on you.

“Johnny!” You screamed, “Get off me! You’re getting grass in my hair.”

“You got those Bantu shits in you’re fine,” He dismissed, “Letty get the hose.”

“I think the fuck not.” You mumbled as your self-defense class skills came in handy as you wrestled with the man you loved.

Now sitting on coco’s chest, you scrambled as he bucked to get you off him. Letty tossed you the hose and now it was your choice to turn it on and when no water flowed through, you frowned.

“Ha! The water hasn’t been turned on yet but I could always throw your ass into the lake out back.” He explained.

“And you’ll never see me again if you do.” You rolled your neck down at the man.

Coco kissed his teeth, “you ain’t goin’ nowhere, you’re mine.”

“You promise?”

“Obviously. I’m letting that perfect ass crush our heart right now for nothing.” Coco slightly wheezed, making you roll your eyes as you leaned over to kiss his lips.

That’s when he flipped you two over, but you didn’t seem to mind as much with his tongue fighting for entrance pass your lips and him hitching your legs up and over his hips.

“Ugh! I thought we were gonna get a beat down but it looks like it’s headed The Kim k and Ray J route so I’m outta here, gotta cut the cameras!” Letty scowled going back to her phone while you laughed and you were pretty sure Coco flipped her the bird.

He muttered against your lips, “ours is better anyways, much better! Those two don’t even know what a true masterpiece is.”

“Johnny, shut up!” You covered his mouth while he winked at you and Letty scrunched up her lips as she went back inside and far away from you two.

He laughed, pecking your lips again but not without lightly nipping your bottom lip before he moved to sit beside you. He searched his jeans for a cigarette as you rested your head in his lap.

“Tell the truth, you like it, you love it, or you not feelin’ it?” He said around the stick in his mouth.

Which you snatched from him and lightly tugged on one of his pigtails to grasp his attention, “I love it, you said it’s ours. Its home and you’re here which is where I want to be so it gets a stamp of approval from me. Also I see so much potential here so I’m sold, that’s all.”

“Way to narrow it down, simp.” He teased.

“Just had to be clear.”

“Crystal?”

You gasped while he winked at you.

That whole day played in your mind constantly after you got the worst news of your life. It was forever embedded into your mind along with lifelong memories that bled into your brain. It was too painful right now but it wouldn’t stop even when you closed your eyes, he was there. His voice, his touch, his longing stare…except this time he wouldn’t be coming back and you didn’t know how to stomach that. First you were incredibly sad but more angry than anything and that only amplified once you caught angel fucking Reyes zipping up his pants inside of your house.

It didn’t take long for you to peek and see Letty curled up on a arm chair staring blankly at the tv, for you to go into full attack mode.

“Y/n.” The taller thick bearded man started, raising his hands in surrender, “it’s not—

You clenched onto a golf club by the door and dropped everything else you had in your hands. All you saw was black as you began to frantically take deep breaths, “For as long as I’ve known you, I didn’t think you could stoop this got damn low. You are a shit stain and I’m gonna swing until your big ass head deflates!”

The amount of fear that actually appeared in Angel’s eyes was evident as he began scrambling around the house while you banshee screamed; swinging everything in sight, hoping it would catch your supposed “old friend” on his way out.

“Y/n!” Letty yelled, “stop!”

“Don’t you look at her and don’t you dare come by here again, you hear me?! I’ll kill you! And I hope Johnny haunts you even after your death.” You managed to catch a nice swing to his shoulder as Angel struggled to get the door open.

He yelped, “Ow, fuck! That hurt!”

“Get the fuck out of our house!” You got another hit to his lower back as he finally got out of the house.

With one last chuck, the club left a dent in the front door. Panting you turned to Letty who eyed you, unsure what to do.

“The hell was that?!”

Your eyes flicked up to the girl who almost straightened up at your appearance. It was almost sinister with the way you stared at her, holding your hands out as you slowly backed away from the clueless teen. Stumbling into the bathroom, you locked yourself in there and turned on the shower. Struggling to get a grip you held onto the counter for a moment, your head was pulsating and it was getting harder to breathe. Snatching a towel off the rack, you dropped to the floor and curled up into a position and pressed the towel to your mouth as you let out some screams which quickly turned to sobs.

Letty sat right by the door, head in her hands as she could faintly hear you in pain. It would now just be the two of you picking up the pieces to be each other’s person now. The common denominator would always be Johnny Cruz but Letty always felt like her time was limited with him, she’ll always think about the what if’s but at least she knew what she had. No doubt it sucked and it would always hurt but at least she still had you. She hoped that gave her dad—her coco some peace in his final moments.

Time is not always on your side but sanguinely you conquer it with the life that you choose.

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[anangelwhodidntfall]

After Hours I: Johnny “Coco” Cruz

Mayans MC Masterlist 

word count: 914

description: Inspired by After Hours by The Weeknd

Thought I almost died in my dream again (baby, almost died)

Fightin' for my life, I couldn't breathe again

Coco jolted awake shaking and covered in sweat from another nightmare a few nights ago when he saw his life flash before his eyes. A run had gone wrong which ended up with Coco pushed onto his knees as a gun was shoved into his mouth, he never prayed so hard before that night especially since he still regretted the way things ended between you two and wanted a second chance to make things right with you.

I'm fallin' in too deep (oh)

Without you, don't wanna sleep (fallin' in)

'Cause my heart belongs to you

I'll risk it all for you

I want you next to me

Whenever things got too heavy with the club Coco could count on you being there for him no questions asked even if you wanted to ask them. He hardly slept before you came into his life but that all changed when you started staying over, he got used to your peacefully almost dead-like presence beside him every night.

Coco knew from the moment he laid eyes on you that you were it for you and would do anything to make you happy. God, he missed you so much right now and wished that you were here beside him to help him instead of at your friend's house.

This time, I'll never leave

I wanna share babies

Protection, we won't need

Your body next to me

Is just a memory

Before he broke up with you, you two had talked about starting a family of your own as you both thought you were ready for that next step in your relationship but once again Coco let his insecurities get the best of him so he went out and did something he regrets more than anything.

He looked over at the side of the bed where you used to sleep and let out a disappointed sigh, he missed you more than anything. He missed the way your body automatically curled into his whenever he came home late at night, he missed waking up to having your hair all over him, he missed the way that you would reach for him in the middle of the night when you couldn't sleep, but most of all, he missed those early morning/late night talks that you two used to have.

I'm fallin' in too deep, oh

Without you, I can't sleep

It's on me, all on me, oh

Talk to me, without you I can't breathe

My darkest hours

Coco couldn't sleep without you here beside him and he had no one to blame for that but himself.  This is the worst insomnia that he ever experienced, He needed you here with him so badly, but he got scared and insecure about his future with you and instead of talking to you like he promised, he pushed you away so that it would be easier for you to leave him.

Girl, I felt so alone inside of this crowded room

Different girls on the floor, distracting my thoughts of you

I turned into the man I used to be, to be

Put myself to sleep

Just so I can get closer to you inside my dreams

Didn't wanna wake up 'less you were beside me

A week after he ended things with you, Coco went back to his old ways of hooking up with a different girl every night in hopes that he would stop thinking about you but that was no use because every time he closed his eyes, you were there and there. So now he was drinking himself to sleep because that was the only time he saw you and didn't plan on waking up until you were there beside him.

I just wanted to call you and say, and say

Oh, baby, where are you now when I need you most?

I'd give it all just to hold you close

Sorry that I broke your heart, your heart

A few nights later he still wasn't sleeping so he grabbed his phone unlocked it staring at your face smiling back at him before he went to his contacts and pulled your name up. He sat there with his finger hovering over the call button debating whether or not he should call you before just deciding to.

The phone rang a few times where he prepared himself just in case you actually picked up the phone but he figured you wouldn't since you had answered any of his calls or texts since you two had broken up. He was kinda disappointed when it went to your voicemail but decided to pour his heart out to you.

"I know you hate me right now but I just need you to know that I love you more than anything baby and how sorry I am for breaking your heart. I was scared that you would wake up one day and realize that you deserve so much better than me because you honestly do, I'm not good enough for you. I just wanted you to know that I may be an ass 95% of the time but I love you more than anything and would do anything to see you smile even if that means living without you, I hate that your not here beside me anymore. I just miss you so much Amour." He says as the tears streamed down his face.

[ravennaortiz]

💜

“You always this quiet?” and “Are you fucking insane?” for 1 Coco Cruz 😘

You got it, my sweet baby! Here’s my first Coco piece… I hope you like it!

When you called the clubhouse requesting a favor, you expected Bishop to send Taza at best and Chucky (God love him) at worst. You were expecting a lively conversation where you detailed your night on the ride back to the clubhouse with maybe a little bit of friendly ribbing (if it was Taza or even EZ) or strangely sage advice (if it was Chucky).

What you got was cold, tense silence from one Johnny “Coco” Cruz.

You sat in the passenger seat, hands in your lap, staring straight ahead. You still had your hospital bracelet on, and your fingertips were stained black from when you had to get processed for holding once the doctor cleared you. The other ladies in the holding cell were impressed and amused that you’d gone from the ER to the sheriff’s in the span of only a few hours.

Coco, it seemed, was neither impressed nor amused.

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[ingeniousmindoftune]

You, Me, & Whiskey…| scene 1.

Description: This is part one of possibly three. This is how you and Coco come to meet before the get together.

Proofread? Yes| no.

    A Queen knows no limits. A Queen doesn’t need a man to make her feel whole. A Queen is a Queen no matter what throne she sits upon. That’s Y/n. Every where she turned or stride she had the attention of any one that stood in her way, she held her head high with a bounce and stride of a woman of power. And she was. She was a woman of power. A woman of intelligence and integrity. Up until she Met Coco Cruz, she was fine getting by without a man. She didn’t need one. She was good with a occasional hook-up or her rose vibrator and sex toys, she was good with that. Certainly getting involved with the Mayans was the last thing she wanted. But, her family was in their debt. So any time a Mayan needed help, she had to run and stand in ovation.

Obispo “Bishop” Lasa. The man who saved your father’s life all those years ago. Now, you and your family was in his debt. There was never a no to be said to Bishop, if there was- No one had ever lived long enough to tell.  “Baby girl.”

    You slightly rolled your eyes, “Hi, Bishop. How can I help you?” You had to admit, it was always weird how he was always around, but him showing up to your office was not okay. “One of my people got into some shit and I need you to handle it, we can get into the small talks later.” You shook your head at him, you were tired of doing illegal shit. “What did he do?” He shrugged, “Doesn’t matter, just need you going and finding me a judge to make sure that this all goes away.” You shook your head deeply, sitting back against your chair folding your arms on your stomach. “You really are something. When will I ever be free of you and your shady business?” He just chuckled, standing to his feet. “I expect you to be at the clubhouse this afternoon with the Judges information.”

You shook your head. “It won’t work like that, I can assure you.. I’ll be able to get whomever off but, It would have to be done.. My way. What did this person do?” 

    “The whole point is to not fully get you involved, Y/N.” Despite what you thought, Bishop really did care for you and he cared what happened to you. Maybe for his own selfish gang or maybe because he had a fling with your mother in the past. Who knows. What was true was... He did care about you, genuinely. “I’m already in deep with you, Bishop. Here you are in my place of business. You already know its hard being a black woman in this world. I am the only black woman in this law firm. I do not need to be seen with a damn Mayan, but here you are.. Here. In my office asking me to corrupt a judge. And myself.” He shook his head. “He murdered someone, can you get him off or are we going to have a problem?” Bishop questions. You scoff shaking  your head and shook your feet in anger. “OK, but this is the last time I will represent you. I’m a defense attorney, yes. But not for criminals, Bishop. This ends here, this debt, it ends here.”

He chuckled. “It doesn't work like that, babygirl.”

   “I don’t care how it works.” You lean forward, looking at the man whom you once feared in his eyes. The fear all went out the window, why? Because he was sitting here asking you to go against your integrity but it is what it is. You would do what needed to be done. But, you were done. He stood to his feet. “You will do what needs to be done. Like it or not, you represent us. I don’t pay you what I pay you for nothing. I’ll see you at the clubhouse.” Slamming down your laptop, you jumped from the sound. He made his exit of the room, Your heart beats fast. Your chest heaves up and down, shaking your head you stood to your feet. There was knocking at the door. “WHAT!” You shout, “Um, Excuse me?” Your best friend, and boss Angela questions as she sticks her head in the door.

You sighed. “Angela, my apologies. How can I help you?” 

   “Since when you associate with biker gangs?” She folds her arms looking at you with her arms folded, you shook your head. “He had some legal questions, is all and wants me to discuss some business, I haven’t decided if I’m going to take the case and as far as I know, they aren’t in any illegal crimes. I’m just going to see what its about.” She nods her head slowly, “Okay well, whatever you decide, I trust your decision. Not just because you are my partner in this firm but also because you’ve never given me a reason to doubt you nor taken a case that will jeopardize the reputation of this firm.” You caught what she was trying to tell you. “I’ll make sure that this doesn't come back on the firm.”

Angela gives you one last nod before making her exit. 

    “Okay.” You sighed deeply, gathering everything you needed, Placing your laptop into its holder, you made your way out your office. Big city girl like yourself, you went from a small town of Santo Padre. Where you were used to being surrounded by not so many black folk. You were raised by a single mother after your father died. You never met your father, unfortunately . But once you became grown, you moved out here not too far from Santo Padre, but as far as you could get. It takes four hours to get from this big city to there. “Angela, I will be out of reach for a few days but, I will return on Monday.” You spoke as you peep your head into her office.

Before she could say another word, you made your way to the elevator, getting on the elevator you hit the button for the garage floor.

    Your entire ride to your border town-home town Santo Padre, you sighed. You looked back at the packed bags that were on your back seat of your 2022 Shelby Cobra. You always had a thing for muscle cars and anything with a loud engine, growing up, it was one of the reasons you fell for your ex, whom was a rival turned Allie of the Mayans. You thought once you left Santo, you would never look back again. Bikers only brought back bad memories, you used to run with a biker gang back in the day. But, after your ex died, you just never looked back. Slamming your car door as you pulled up to the club house, dressed in some sweats and a sexy crop top that hugged your breast just right. “Are you lost, sweetheart?” One of the bikers questioned her as he undressed you with his eyes. You rolled your eyes. “You can let Bishop know that Y/n is here for him.” You glanced at his bike. It was newer then the last time you saw, You walked over to it running your hand over it. “Hey you can’t touch that.” You snapped your neck to the direction of the talking seeing a tall, slim male. He had tattoos all over his body, his hair was fairly long. “Huh?”

“Don’t worry, Coco.” Bishop says to him, the guy who was talking to me just nodded his head. “My bad.”

He dropped his head, going to walk away. You found him intriguing, He was quiet. He seemed to stick to himself. But you knew the quiet ones was always the ones you needed to stay clear of. “Actually, Coco.. Come here.” Bishop told him. The coco character made his way over, you looked him over. “Coco?” You chuckled lightly, he shook his head. “El Coco.” He answers, You continued looking him over. You couldn’t help but wonder about him. “Should I ask why they call you El coco?” He chuckled, you smiled. “Good, you two are getting aquatinted. Let’s discuss business. Come.” Bishop led you inside the club house, you sighed deeply sitting down.

  “So, you killed her? It wasn’t self defense?” You questioned Johnny.

He shrugged. “No.” You were aggravated, Bishop was asking you to let a cold blooded murderer off scot-free. You just couldn’t see yourself doing this. “So, you going to help me or what?” Johnny asks you. You weren’t too proud of what you were about to do, but you weren’t exactly a innocent either, you’ve done a lot in your past- when your name was different. “If I do this, I have to defend you here. I can’t afford this getting back to my firm.” You looked him in the eyes. “Why? I’m innocent.” He smirked. “That’s what you’re paying me to say but we both know.. you aren’t.” Coco took in your appearance, he found you to be beautiful but what he liked most about you was the way you carried yourself. the way you talked. and the way you walked. “What a girl like you got goin’ with men like Bishop and me?”

    “What’s men like you?” You brush your hand over your arm

He chuckled. “I’m sitting here telling you about a crime I just committed, one of many, and you still not understanding what I mean by it?” You chuckle, shaking your head. “Guess not.” You folded your arms. “Bishop was a friend of my fathers’. I’m just helping him out but this will be a one and a lifetime thing. You shouldn't have a problem with staying in the woods and it would be best that you keep from criminal activities until this case is closed.” He shook his head, “No, see. Can't do that, miss ma'am. Imma do me, you just make sure I don’t go down for this.”

     “Johnny, you have to tru-”

He shouts. “No.” You were taken back by his sudden outburst, shaking your head, he looked you in the eyes. “My bad.” He sighs running his fingers through his hair. “It’s okay but do not raise your voice at me again.” You told him. Shaking your head, you listened as he muttered something under his breath. 

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“It’s late.” You teased, sitting at the bar next to him. He sniffed, turning his attention to you than back at the bottle of beer he had. You didn’t know what it was about him that made you want to talk and figure out why he was so sad. His eyes was sad, he just seemed sad. “This woman, who was she to you?” You questioned.

   He turned his attention to you. He sucks his teeth, waving the bartender over for something stronger. “Trust me. Its best that you don’t know.” You ordered a glass of Jack Daniel. Thanking the bartender. “What you know about the hard shit?” He teases changing the subject. “I’m no prude.” You laugh softly, looking at him. He chuckled lightly. “Guess not,” He moves a seat over, “How come I never seen you around?” You shrugged. “Moved away when I was eighteen and just never looked back. And I never really was in this particular circle. The Mayans.” He nods his head slow. “Ah,” He raised his hand to the bartender asking for another bottle of Jack. He had his eyes set on you, but was too shy to flat out say it. Plus after hearing what he had just done to his mother, he would assume that you wouldn’t want to have nothing more than just a lawyer-client conversation. “Just know what I did was justified.” He tells you.

“Doesn’t matter, I’m paid to do a job. So, You’ll get off.” You down the glass. It’s been a minute since you got out and let loose. You spent so many times being in your studio apartment alone looking at court docs or in the court room defending people accused of crimes, you’d believe they didn’t commit.

    Nodding his head, he slightly brushed the side of his face. “You seem tense, you should get loose.” He tells you. You scoff and laugh. “Excuse me?” He downed another drink, he inches his body just close enough to you, he looked you in the eyes, You stopped twirling your finger around the top of your glass, looking in his eyes. “You’re tense. I saw that from the moment I laid eyes on you, when the last time you got some dick in you?” You scolded him, throwing your drink in his face storming out the bar. He chuckled running his hand down his face. He licked his lip. “Another one.” He got under your skin, enough. Coco was sweet, quiet but he was also misunderstood, a little strange but also forward... he ran his hand down his face. He waited another minute before making his way out the bar, seeing you pacing outside your car. You didn’t understand why you were still here but you were. 

“Car trouble?” He smirks, holding his hands behind his back slightly leaning forward. You slapped him, and that slap turned into a kiss. An insane kiss. He kissed you back wrapping his arm around your waist, he backs you up against your car, you didn't know was it his bad boy charm or the fact that you hadn’t had none in a while, but you were wet, he places you on the hood of your car as the kiss became more intense. He reaches down unbuttoning the button down blouse you had on now, you came to your senses, slapping his hand away and his face. “Stop. We can't do this.” You pushed him off, running over to the driver side of your car. “Wait!” You got in, your hands shaking as you tried to start up the car. Your heart beated a mile a minute, sped off that parking lot so fast... You weren’t easy and you were going to make him work for it.

Part two on the way. I hope this wasn't too bad. This is my first time writing for Coco Cruz be nice :)

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Johnny 'El Coco' Cruz

Che 'Taza' Romero

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Secrets

Word Count: 1,728

Warnings: Slight smut (If you squint hard enough) Mention of Oral Sex - Female receiving, Language, Violence

A/N: Thank you for reading, hope you enjoy! ❤️

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The night gave way to the day, and your fading dreams were running havoc with your center. Your sex pulsed with lust and you squirmed to increase the friction. A warm weight pressed down on your stomach as the building need to cum pulled you further from your groggy state. You catch sight of yourself in the full length mirror, and was shocked to find Coco planted face deep in your center.

“Good Morning, querida,” Coco removed his tongue then kissed your thigh. “You were moaning so fucking loud, that I just had to join you.”

You chuckled as your fingers ran through his long locks, “I’m a lucky woman to have such a thoughtful boyfriend.” You graced him with a lopsided smile.

“Oh no querida, I’m the fucking lucky one.” He answered, giving you a smirk before attaching his lips with a newfound vigor.

“FUCK,” you screamed out as you found your release, thighs tightening around Coco’s head as the coil in your belly snapped and your limbs trembled as the waves of pleasure rushed over you. Once you came back to yourself, Coco made his way up your body, making sure to kiss every inch of you.

He brought his face back to yours as he looked in your eyes, gently stroking your cheek with his thumb. Closing your eyes you lean into his touch, placing a gentle kiss to his wrist. “I love you,” he tells you placing a kiss to your nose. “I. Love. You.” You punctuated each word with a kiss to his lips. A smile ghosted over his features. Chuckling softly, Coco drew you even closer, “What you say we finish this in the shower?” he flashes you a mischievous smile.

After a couple more rounds in the shower with Coco, you change and head to the kitchen to make some breakfast. You startle when you round the corner into the kitchen to find Letty sitting on the counter eating a bowl of cereal. You both stare at each other unsure of what to do. She jumps off the counter, “I knew it, you and my Dad are hooking up!” She says with a smile on her face. “I- uh – um –“ you stumble on what to say, just then Coco comes walking into the kitchen. “Leticia!?” he says, you can hear the surprise in his voice.

“So does Taza know about this?” she says teasing. “No and you aren’t going to say a word.” Coco says with a stern voice, pouring him and you a cup of coffee. “Ooo, you know he’s going to kill you when he finds out, right?” she continues to give Coco a hard time. “I’m aware Letty, that’s why he isn’t going to find out till me or y/n tell him.” Coco says as he leans against the kitchen counter. “So how long have you two been hooking up?” she asks and you and Coco just look at each other. “Wait! You two aren’t just hooking up, you’re dating?” surprise all in her voice. “If you must know, Letty, yes we’ve been dating for the last few months.” Coco tells her. “Does this mean I have a new Mommy!?” she practically squeals making you chuckle and Coco nearly choke on his coffee.  “Don’t you have somewhere to be?” Coco asks, getting annoyed with Letty’s teasing. “Lucky for you, yes I do.” She says grabbing her bags off the table. “I’m going to spend the day with Gabi.” She says as she goes and gives Coco a hug and kiss. “Have fun” Coco tells her as she walks up to you and gives you a hug. “I’m glad you’re my new mommy.” She says and you can’t help but laugh. “Get out of here!”

Later that day you found yourself at the Clubhouse, it was Angel’s Birthday and the Clubhouse was rowdier then normal. You were currently sitting at the bar, enjoying your drink, when out of the corner of your eye you can see one of the men from another charter eyeing you as he walks your way. You have seen and felt him staring at you all night since he arrived. Looking around the crowded clubhouse you look to see if any of the members were still around; you found your Uncle Che and Bishop sitting at the opposite end of the club, everyone else either busy with a hang around or outside enjoying the fight currently going on in the ring.

Grabbing your drink, you moved to turn around but couldn’t stop the gasp that escaped your throat as you felt a man’s arm wrap around you, pinning you between him and the bar. His arm pulled you closer, so your back was pressed against chest, his hand traveling down your hips, pulling you flush against him. “What do you say we get out of here, preciosa?” You cringe as you could feel the man’s pungent breath against your ear as he whispered. “Think it’s in your best interest to let me go.” You whisper to the man, grabbing his hand that was way too close to your center for your liking. Only one man had access to that and he was not that man. “Oh yeah, preciosa, why is that?” he asked as his nose caressed your cheek, his hand running up your torso, squeezing at your breast.  “Because my boyfriend wouldn’t appreciate you all up on what is his.” The man chuckles, “I haven’t seen you with a man all night, preciosa, don’t be fucking lying to me!” the man’s grip tightening around you as his frustration grew.

From across the bar Coco watched as the man moved towards your direction, standing too close for his liking. He felt his jaw clench and his grip on his beer tighten. Coco knew you were tough and that you pride yourself on being independent, but when this strange man wrapped his arm around your waist his patience was gone. Slamming his beer on the poker table, Angel watched in confusion as Coco shoved his way through the crowd of people towards you. Angel’s eyes scanned the clubhouse till they landed on you at the bar with your unwanted company, muttering a ‘fuck’ under his breath before he chased after Coco.

The more you struggled in this man’s arms, his grip got tighter and his words got more threatening. Trying your best to make eye contact with any of the members, you couldn’t see any one around, and the way he had you pinned in between him and the bar, you couldn’t see the poker tables, were you knew a few of the guys were sitting. You attempted to plea with the man to release you, as he just chuckles.

“Hey asshole,” a sigh of relief left your mouth as you heard Coco’s voice come from behind you.

The man dropped his hold on you, and turned around, “Who the fuck are you calling --“ he started, but was cut off by Coco’s fist connecting with his jaw. You stepped back as Coco tackled the man to the floor, delivering blows to this man’s face.

Angel was quick on the scene, reaching down and pulling Coco off of the stranger, who was grabbing at his bleeding nose, Coco still trying to swing at the man. “Alright Connor McGregor, calmate (calm down).” Angel told Coco. Coco reached for you, taking you into his arm. “You alright?” he whispered into your hair. “I’m fine!” you tell him. Just then you pull away from Coco as you hear Bishop’s voice boom through the room. “The fuck is going on here?”

“You need to educate your men, El Presidente.” The man says in a mocking voice, as he gets up to his feet. “Your boy just punched the shit out of me for trying to get some pussy from a fucking hang around.” You watched as Taza walked from behind Bishop and up to the man, punching him in the face. “She isn’t some fucking hang around, she’s family.” Taza says leaning down to get in the man’s face. “Get this piece of shit out of here.” Bishop orders as some of the other members take him outside.

“Are you okay?” Taza asks as he cups your face in his hand, pulling you in to place a kiss to your forehead. “I’m fine, Uncle Che.” After the altercation, most of the clubhouse had cleared out, everyone heading outside. You watched as Taza’s eyes went from you to Coco and then down to where your hands intertwined. “Something we need to know?” he asks you and Coco. Coco takes a step forward, stepping up to Taza. “Yeah, actually there is.” He speaks up. “I’m listening.” Taza says his gaze never leaving Coco. “I’ve been seeing y/n for the past five months. Look you can yell at me all you want, but that’s not going to change the fact that I love her, and I’ll do anything for her.” You smiled at Coco’s words, but that quickly faded once you got a glance at the stern look on your Uncle’s face. You bit at your lower lip, unsure of which way this conversation was going to go. “It’s about fucking time you admitted it.” You hear your Uncle say. Furrowing your brows you take a step forward to stand next to Coco, who instinctively takes your hand. “Wait!? You knew didn’t you?” you ask him, him and Bishop both chuckling. “Angel let it slip when he found you two getting all hot and heavy in EZ’s trailer, a couple weeks ago.” Bishop admits. “I was just curious as to how long you two could hide this from everyone. Gotta say, I’m impressed.” Taza says smiling.

“So you okay with this?” you ask. “Break her heart Cruz, and I will gauge your eyes out myself, cut you into pieces, bury you in a fucking hole and piss in it.” Taza says as he gives Coco’s shoulder a squeeze and making his way outside. “Sssooo….I’ll take that as a yes?!” You say looking up at Coco, he just looks at you and laughs. You chuckle as you wrap your arms around Coco’s waist, resting your head on his chest. Coco presses a kiss to your head and pulls you closer against him. “I love you.” You tell him. “I love you, mi vida.”

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[lcveblossomed]

various crossover verses for johnny "el coco" cruz

mcu/dc - johnny cruz is a quiet man who fades into the background or that's what he wants you to think. no real friends no connections except his sister josie and his daughter letty. by night he is a secret vigilante working alongside josie to take justice against men they think deserve it. she lures them out and he the sharp shooter takes them out. he sees no wrong with what he does and doesn't want to be stopped.

tvdu/general superanatural - johnny cruz is a werewolf and has been turning since he was discharged from the marines. he is from a pack in southern california though he is known to wander away and spend lots of time as a lone wolf.

no mc general verse - after leaving the marines johnny cruz started to get his life together. he takes up residence in a small town working as a mechanic. he was just given custody of his eldest daughter letty which had previously been with his mother. having cut off his old life he wants a fresh start and a better life for both of them.

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WDYTMT with Coco

(Why did you text me that) Fake texts with Coco Cruz