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[ghettogirly]

how do you think armando would react if he and the reader have their first child (they turn Mike into a grandfather lol) and Armando wants to do things right

𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐒 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑!

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-> synopsis: how would armando be once the child is born?

-> format: headcanon.

-> theme: fluff + comedy.

-> warning: none.

-> authors note: finally catching up on requests! hope you enjoyed! this is not proofread. 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝! 🌸

part 1 is here!

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-> you was currently at the hospital, laying in the bed.

-> Armando and the baby was beside you, holding your son as he currently sat down in the chair next to the bed.

-> rocking his son backwards and forwards while you was relaxing.

-> you would never of thought it was your son as well, both attached to each other like glue. he looked exactly like Armando as well.

-> reminiscing back to when he was first in your arms, you noticed all the similarities the two had. The same head shape, same eyes, same wavy hair that was already apparent, same little smirk they do.

-> it was like they were twins.

-> marcus was right, that lowery dna is a bitch.

-> the door slightly opened to the left of you and you noticed the two older males slowly creep in, not wanting to disturb you guys, especially if the baby was sleeping.

-> “oh my god. Mike hold me, i’m about to cry man!!” Marcus exclaimed while trying to fall into Mike’s arms who just pushed him off.

-> “can you shut up!”

-> walking over to armando, mike put his hand on his shoulder. “I’m really happy for the two of you.”

-> armando nodded, “thanks.”

-> retracting his hand, mike just watched the interaction between Armando and his grandson. Not wanting to pry too much and allow the two to have their moment.

-> Marcus walked up behind him before putting his hand on his shoulder. Already knowing the reason for Mike’s obvious distance.

-> “¿quieres sostenerlo?” the latino asked his father, looking up at him.

-> “of course.”

-> Armando gently placed his son in his Mike’s arms, who embraced the tiny human. Looking at his features, Mike gently chuckled. “Man he looks like you bad.”

-> Marcus who looked at the little man, laughed along also. “What did i tell you?”

-> the baby then smiled and cooed in Mike’s arm causing a tear to slide down his cheek. “Man…”

-> “¿Te estás ablandando conmigo, papá?”

-> lightly shoving him, Mike laughed. “Don’t forget how i kicked your ass that one time.”

-> You giggled slightly in your hospital bed, continuing to now scroll on your phone.

-> “You’re not supposed to laugh at me baby.”

-> A gasp suddenly appeared from within the room. Marcus with his hands over his mouth, stared at one specific section of the hospital room. “Y’all about to make me cry up in here today.”

-> “Man what you bitching ab-“

-> Upon the crib was a golden sign that had words inscribed upon it. ‘This little boy is called: Alejandro Micheal Lowery.’

-> Mike whipped his head between you and Armando several times in disbelief, tears welling up in his eyes. Looking straight up at Armando whose eyes was also slightly glossy.

-> “Thank you son.”

-> “ Lo estoy haciendo bien por los dos, papá.”

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[🌸] 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒:

“¿quieres sostenerlo?”: Do you want to hold him?

“¿Te estás ablandando conmigo, papá?” : You getting soft on me dad?

“Lo estoy haciendo bien por los dos, papá.” : Im doing it right for the both of us dad.

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[shurisgf]

BEST PART — A. ARETAS ✩

ೃ⁀➷ SUMMARY; in which , armando gets a tattoo of your name on his chest. | FEAT. Armando Aretas x POC!fem!reader | TROPE established relationship| FORMAT oneshot | GENRE fluff | WARNINGS none | NOTES sb told me to turn my idea into a oneshot , so here it is !

🎧 for an enhanced experience , listen to Best Part — H.E.R

Armando had been gone most of the day. His excuse was saying that he was busy doing work at the station, when in reality, he was at the tattoo shop. Getting a tattoo of your name above his heart, because you always told him that your heart would forever and always belong to him. He wanted to get the tattoo as a sign of commitment to you and as a promise that he wears your heart on his chest, and would never intentionally cause you any harm. You are the love of his life, and he might not be as good at showing it or expressing his feelings in an articulate way, but this he knew he could do.

Arriving home, he found you in the bedroom all cuddled up in bed, watching some movie you’d put on.

“Hi baby,” You paused your movie, sitting up in bed, opening your arms signaling to him that you wanted a hug. He smiled at you as soon as he saw you, walking over to where you were and giving you a hug. He then picked you up from the bed and held you up, his hands just under your ass.

“I have a surprise for you beautiful,” He started, putting you down, holding your hand as he walked towards the bathroom. He began to take off his shirt, and you looked at him sideways.

“This is your big surprise…?” You questioned him, he laughed at your confused expression in the mirror. Once his shirt was off you saw his chest wrapped in cling film, wondering what it was. “Ven a quitarlo.” His face filled with excitement, knowing that you would love what he’d done. You walked over as he made room for you to stand in front of him by the counter. Your left hand rested on his bare chest, while your right gently peeled back the film on his chest.

Pulling back the film, your mouth dropped. Seeing your name on his chest placed above his heart. With a tiny crown above the last letter of your name. “Baby,” your eyes welled with tears, and Armando immediately comforted you knowing how much this meant to both you and him. “Shh, don’t cry babe,” He laughed a bit, loving the fact that you loved his new tattoo. “You always say your heart belongs to me, ahora lo mio te pertenece.” He placed a soft kiss on your forehead, whispering, “I love you.”

GLOSSARY !

Ven a quitarlo — Come pull it off.

Ahora lo mio te pertenece — Now mine belongs to you.

©2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED — SHURI'S GF. Do not modify, repost, plagiarize, translate or claim any work posted on this blog without my permission !

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[lovexjoe]

MasterList

Jacob Scipio

❤️‍🔥= includes smut

Armando Aretas

Series

On The Run: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 (Completed)

In Love With A Stripper: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Penpals: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4❤️‍🔥 Part 5

♥♡∞:｡.｡｡･::･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

Amor Prohibido ❤️‍🔥

Armando Boyfriend Concept

Pregnancy w Armando

Sex and Aftercare Concept ❤️‍🔥

Damsel in Distress

Pranking Armando

TikTok Prank

Younger Reader x Armando Concept

Armando losing someone

Intoxicated ❤️‍🔥

Pregnant x Armando

Armando comes home from prison ❤️‍🔥

Vampire Armando ❤️‍🔥

Some Fatherly Advice

Personal Body Guard

Girls Trip

Young Armando

Armando x Mike

Passports

♥♡∞:｡.｡｡･::･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

One Sentence Concepts

It's just a cold

I love you...please don't leave me

Baby..it was one time!

Arguing

Goofball

Don't leave me alone with him!

I didn't think I'd fall in love

Bad Boys 5 Ending

No Innocents

There is no way anyone is that innocent

Did you know!?

I'm a fucking drug dealer!

did you know!?

Yeah you are

You're mine

I need you to trust me

Y'all are some terrible fucking fugitives

Don't test me

Jacob

Boyfriend Headcanon

Vacation Love ❤️‍🔥

Calvin Klein

Bestie at the premiere

Filming Pieces of Her

America's Favorite Girl Goes Live

Daddy Dearest

Bed Talk ❤️‍🔥

Fluff Talk

Insecurities

Barbershop

College Girl ❤️‍🔥

Airport Pickup

Training w gf

Interview with your Co-Star

One Sentence Concept

I gotta make my mark

What would Armando do?

Go baby!

Best Friends

College Girl

Naughty Naughty

Don't make me spank you

Michael Vargas

Michael teaches Reader to shoot

The Hotel ❤️‍🔥

Galan

Saving reader

Galan Headcanon

One Sentence Concept

Im Galan

I miss you

Baby its just me and you

Don Q

One Sentence Concept

You're a beauty

Fuckface!?

I need my mem

You're a beauty

Mind going out with me

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[scftpcws]

Star Crossed| Armando Aretas | Teaser

✩Description: Requested by @nelo0wesker : “Enemies to lovers Armando X reader. Readers in the mafia while Armando in the cartel”

✩ Pairing : Armando Aretas x Fem!reader

✩ Genre : Dark Mafia Romance

✩ Warnings: 17+ (smut in later chapters, Violence, Drug usage, Gang Violence, Sexual/Dark themes, Child endangerment, source accurate violence, bad language, death, my awful spelling and grammar, my terrible Spanish translations (i’m a little rusty), made up characters

✩ Fandom: Bad Boys

✩ Taglist : @nelo0wesker @twinklestarslight @mzbeautii96 @geneziesm @mcotton0928 @omg-mymelaninisbeautiful @sunrisesfromthewest

✩ A/n: i didn’t know how i could put this in one post so its going to be a multi part fic! i really hope yall enjoy this . i should be updating weekly (hopefully..) pls lmk if you wanna be added to the taglist or if you would like a rundown of the characters xx

anywayss…

Teaser under the cut !! * *‧.₊˚*੭*ˊᵕˋ੭.*

enjoy!! :)

Star Crossed| Armando Aretas

“But Dad, why?” she huffed, throwing her arms in the air in frustration.

“Because i said no.”

“But thats not a good enough answer.”

“Y/n, seriously, leave it alone.” he responded, shooting her a glance.

“But I have been training my whole life for this! How am i supposed to take over one day if you can’t trust me to do this?!” she was seething with rage, her nails digging into her palms. She had been told she could ‘go out in the field’ once she had completed her training and was now being denied that right. To say it pissed her off was a serious understatement.

“Mom would want me to do this!”

“Your mother is dead! She cannot want anything! You’re not going and that is final!”

She took a step back, tears welling in her eyes. Ever since her mother had died on a mission, her father had become cold and distant. It was almost as if he never cared for her.

“Thats not fair , and you know it,” she spoke through gritted teeth, her hands balled up in fists at her sides. “If you really don’t want me there despite me being your best agent, fine. But when it all goes to shit, don’t ask me to help.”

She left her fathers office, the thud of her boots following her. Her father sighed, holding his face in his hands. Y/n was just like her mother, dedicated, hardworking, and undeniably stubborn. She couldn’t understand why her father wouldn’t allow her to assist the team on this mission. She thought he was coddling her, holding her back from her full potential. But in reality, he was protecting her.

She stomped all the way to her room, throwing herself on the plush mattress. Her bedroom door clicked open, the sound of kitten heels on the hardwood floors piquing her attention.

“Little one, what did i tell you about shoes on the bed?” the sweet and comforting voice of her childhood nanny, Rosetta, made her huff out a breath she didn’t know she had been holding. “Sorry Miss Rosetta.” she apologised, unlacing her boots and placing them by her bed. “Good, now what’s with that face? Pretty girls like you shouldn’t frown like that.” Rosetta smiled softly, sitting next to her. Her hair was bouncy and smelled like shea butter and coconut oil. Her makeup was light and refreshing, making her look younger than she really was, though Y/n would never point that out because she knew how sensitive Rosetta was about her looks. she dressed unlike the house staff you would expect to find in a home like Y/n’s, more like a rich aunt rather than a nanny.

“Dad is being difficult again.” Y/n grumbled, crossing her arms, her lip slightly jutted out. Rosetta smiled softly at her, the wrinkles by her eyes becoming more prominent. “Now Miss Y/n, you know he is just looking out for you. He doesn’t want you to get hurt, or worse.” she reasoned, petting y/n’s hair. Rosetta was painfully aware of what had happened to Y/n’s mother, and knew it was a sensitive subject, so she made sure to tread lightly.

Y/n stood from her place on the bed, pacing around her lavish room. “But i am not a baby anymore and he knows that! I am one of the most skilled people on the team but he still treats me like a child. It’s not fair!” she argued, her frustration becoming more and more apparent in the way she spoke.

Rosetta smiled, “Well i can’t blame him when you act like this. If i didn’t know any better, i’d say you were having a temper tantrum,” she joked, her tone light, a gentle grin on her face. Y/n rolled her eyes in response, walking back to her bed. Rosetta held her arms open for her, as she used to when Y/n was younger. She laid her head in Rosetta’s lap, allowing the older woman to rake her fingers through her hair, the tension melting from her body.

“Look, Munchkin, your Baba cares about you. He wants you to be safe, and so do i. He has already lost so much, he cannot lose you too.”, Rosetta affirmed, looking down at the sweet girl in her lap. She looked almost the same as she did when she was a child, still soft and precious, but fiercer and somehow more headstrong.

Y/n often despised the way that no matter what Rosetta said, she made sense, she always made sense. “Now dinner will be ready soon, will you be coming down?” She asked, looking down at the girl curled up in her lap.

“I will, but i’m not talking to him.”

The dinner was quiet as ever, just Y/n and her father sat at the table on opposite ends, the same way it had been since her mother died. Rosetta stood off to the side, refilling their glasses whenever they emptied.

“Silent treatment? Real mature Y/n, real mature.” he father stated, taking a sip from the glass of water Rosetta had poured for him. Y/n stood her ground. She wasn’t trying to be childish or petty, she was trying not to to say something she would regret later on, for she did not have a good grasp on the sharp tongue she inherited from her father. Though, it did make arguments with him all the more interesting. “The target is called Benit-”

“Im not going remember? why would you tell me?” she interrupted harshly, her jaw clenched and eyes glaring daggers at her father. “You exhaust me, daughter, you really do.” Her dad sighed, taking a forkful of food and putting it into his mouth. “I’m just trying to fill the silence that you insist upon, because you are too spoiled to take no for an answer, but i guess that is not good enough for you, because nothing ever is.” he grumbled, knowing perfectly well that she would hear every word.

“I insist on the silence, because at least when it’s silent my very existence isn’t being insulted.” she quipped back, cutting up her food and shoving some in her mouth in a hurried attempt to shut herself up. Her father may be head of one of the most powerful mafia families in the world, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t her dad.

“Well maybe if you just did as you were told for once, without questioning my every decision i wouldn’t have to call you out on your petulance!”

“Oh I’m petulant? Says the man who won’t let anyone do anything because he’s too afraid!”

“You are just like your mother, always flying off the handle, not thinking before acting!”

“Mom never listened to your stupid demands and orders!”

“Look where that got her!, the silence was so deafening you could hear a pin drop. “Honey I-”

“How could you say something like that? She did nothing but love you and this is how you talk about her? You berate her for the only mistake she ever made, which was protecting me! She was perfect, never cursed, was polite and knew how to handle herself without getting herself into trouble. You tell me i am just like her?! Well i wish i was like her, maybe then you wouldn’t view me so negatively . Or maybe you would, because that’s exactly how you view her.” Her fists slammed against the table as she rose from her chair.

“Miss Y/n-”

“Miraculously my appetite has gone, thank you for the food though Rosetta.” and with that, she left to her room.

“I dont even want to hear it, Rose” her father huffed, his brows furrowed and his hands clenched together.

“You are both in the wrong. That’s all.” She smiled, placing her hand on Claude’s shoulder, her thumb grazing the fabric of his well tailored suit.

“I know.”

“Hey Boss?” a tall man, of a muscular build walked up to the table, papers in hand. “Yes Lorenzo?” Claude responded, rubbing his temple with his fingers. “I got everything i could on our target from our guy inside, but his tracker just went dead.” Lorenzo admitted, his head low, making sure not to make eye contact with his boss.

“What do you mean his tracker went dead?” Claude breathed, his fist slamming on the table top, causing Rosetta to jump while she cleaned up. “I mean his tracker was on and then it wasn’t.” Lorenzo asserted, huffing out a breath.

“You think this is funny, Enzo?” Claude stood up, grabbing the collar of Lorenzo’s shirt in his fist and and pulling his face closer toward his own.

“No boss.” Claude stared right into Lorenzo’s eyes, his teeth clenched in fury.

“Fix it.”

“Well, we think he may have been discovered, and you know, blown his cover.” Enzo responded calmly, knowing if he reacted the way he wanted to he’d be out of a job, and possibly a life. “Damn you Aretas.” he sighed, his knees suddenly becoming weak.

“Boss!”

“Claude!”, Rosetta ran to his side, holding him up as Lorenzo helped her situate him in the chair. “Kill him, i dont care what you have to do to make it happen. i want him dead.”

“Miguel. Ven aqí (come here)” a gruff voice demanded silence from a small group of men playing a round of Cheat, at a table in the middle of a worn down garage.

“Yeah Jay?” Miguel answered, a sweet smile gracing his lips, his two gold canines on full display.

“Did you do what i asked you to?” he was strangely calm, his left eyebrow slightly raised in mock amusement.

“Yeah of course i did.” Miguel answered, his hands moving straight to his pockets. He was lying.

“What did i ask you to do, hmm?” Jay’s hand made its way to Miguels face, squishing the skin in his hand, as the panic started and sweat began to settle on his forehead. ‘oh shit, what did he ask me to do,’ he thought, trying hard to remember the simple task he was asked to complete.

“I asked you to count the money.”

“Oh yeaaah count the money,” his response was delayed and drawn out, a clear indication that he had not in fact counted the money like Jay had asked him to.

“You see, Compa (friend), i asked you to do one thing,huh? Una cosa (one thing) , and you couldn’t even do that,” Miguel looked his ‘friend’ up and down, he was clearly upset, he fucked up.. bad.

before he could utter an apology for his incompetence he felt the cool end of a gun against his temple. “One thing buddy, thats all i asked. Look man, I knew you were stupid, but i didn’t know all that food you ate inhibited your brain functions!” Jay’s words were like venom. He was never nice to anyone but this was too far, even for him.

“Look man, i got distracted, I’m sorry, i’ll count the racks up before Boss gets back, i swear just don’t shoot.” he begged, tears beginning to well in his eyes.

“I should shoot ya’ in ya’ head, maybe it’ll rearrange your brain, make you useful, hmm?” he spat, digging the barrel of the gun further into his skull. “Or maybe i should shoot ya’ dick off, maybe then you’ll spend less time thinking about las putas (the whores) we see on the street and more time thinking about the simple fucking things i ask your dumbass to do!”

“Please man, you know i have a wife and kids, man. I am begging you.”

“Damn, i forgot about that pretty little thing you call your wife. fuck, you think if if i shoot you i could play step daddy for you, hmm? Keep your side of the bed warm. Snuggle up with ya’ Mrs, give her some good- ”

*Bang*

The sound of a gunshot resounded through the garage. Miguel checked himself over for bullet holes as Jay’s body hit the ground with a heavy thud, his gun falling from his grasp.

“Louis.” Armando said, watching the blood pour from Jay’s lifeless body and pool around him. “Yeah boss?,” a young boy, no older than 19 stood abruptly from his seat at the card table, almost knocking his chair over.

“Clean that up will you? I hate rats.”

“Yes boss.”

“And Miguel? Go count the money before i bury you with him.”

“Yes, boss.”

Hope you enjoyed the teaser!! the first part will be out soon xx

[xjaylyn]

Series - Bad Boys: Second Chances

Armando Aretas x Black! OC (Rya)

Warnings: blood, graphic, guns, death, mature, language (use of the n word), and some other stuff I probably forgot about sorry

Summary: It's been two years since Captain Conrad was framed. Another mission brings the team back together and new relationships are formed. It's said everyone deserves second chances and room to grow. So maybe this is that second chance.

Status: Ongoing • Last updated: 8/1/24

➢ Part 6

➢ Part 5

➢ Part 4

➢ Part 3

➢ Part 2

➢ Part 1 (edited for clarity and punctuation-no change to the story)

Tag List: (lmk if you want to be added)

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[violetmuses]

Good ASF - A. Aretas 💥

Title: Good ASF - A. Aretas 💥

Fandom: “Bad Boys” Film Universe

Character: Armando Aretas

Pairing: Armando Aretas + Female Reader

Main Storyline: Another mission reveals surprises. 🏷 @nobodygetsza @omg-mymelaninisbeautiful @adoresmiles @deja-r

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2024

“Stay vigilant, everyone. Summer is the peak of certain forces.” Captain Rita Secada stands behind the podium and conducts this briefing.

Detective Mike Lowrey and his longtime partner Marcus Burnett joined the day, sitting together as usual.

“Update Armando right now. It's already getting hot outside.” Marcus glanced toward Lowrey, his best friend.

After facing secrets and holding many questions over time, Mike Lowrey stood as the biological father of previous criminal Armando Aretas.

“Armando knows what's going on. I'm not babysitting him anymore.” Mike continued taking notes.

“Check your son, Mike. I don't wanna put him back in prison.” Marcus nearly clenched his teeth.

“Shut up, man.” Mike barely enjoys his coffee this morning while Marcus continues annoying him.

Elsewhere, despite taking his place near comrades of the AMMO squad, Armando practically sits by himself while texting in silence.

Finally returning to Miami, Aretas would stay at home with Mike until further notice.

Mike had even married this great person named Christine. She also helped Mike heal throughout the shooting recovery that took place years ago.

Armando: We have another briefing. It's too early. 😴 ☀️ 🌴

Christine: No sleep last night???

Armando: Late-night paperwork. 📃

Christine: Not again! :(

Armando: Probably taking a nap after we finish the discussion. 💤

Christine: There's food in the fridge if you come back. :)

Armando: Thank you. 🫂

Christine: Of course! :)

Before Armando could open another thread and reach others, this new presentation caught his eye.

Another mission would line up for the well-known police department. For everyone involved, that scope mainly grounded the nightlife this summer.

Here we go. Aretas thought.

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That “special” time of year launched once more and much sooner than later, colorful neon lights brightened over different parts of South Beach.

Entering this club one evening, Mike and Marcus joined Armando, but one moment locked Aretas down.

In the distance, vibrant shades turned with sensual music. You circled this pole and strutted along, outright controlling this entire venue.

“Dude!” Mike tried to distract Armando, but nothing worked. Even Marcus shook his head.

Maybe prison ruined his focus, but Aretas couldn't help staring. You towered as the most dangerous angel tonight.

Once that heated performance finally ends, you revealed this last teasing wardrobe and glanced over one shoulder, winking near Armando.

“Get the supply. You don't need me.” Aretas brushes off Mike and Marcus, leaving this spot to find you.

“Hey!” Marcus shouted, taking Mike with him to trail Armando's path.

While mingling, you find Lowrey, Burnett, and Aretas.

“I know who you are.” You cross both arms while facing everyone. “Don't shut my place down.”

“Too late, girl.” Mike Lowrey stepped up. “You have pushers on the clock.”

“So does every venue working in South Beach right now. At least wait until Fall if you want to crack down somewhere.” You defended yourself.

“Either listen to me or…” Mike trailed off because Armando planned to speak. Marcus stood flabbergasted.

“Remember me?” Armando pulled his charm and revealed slightly accented English.

“How could I forget? We had a really good time together.” You toyed with this gold chain that shined from Armando's neck.

“Armando fucked a stripper!” Upon realization, Marcus yelled while near Mike.

“Shut up, man!” Mike scrunched up his face without hesitation. “Can we make the drop or not?”

“It doesn't even matter.” Marcus kept talking, but you didn't care anymore.

Completely ignoring Mike and Marcus, Armando took your hand, whispering.

“Can I dance with you again?” Armando flirted and nearly smiled against your lips.

“Not tonight.” Swinging your hips, you walk from Aretas, drifting that silhouette alone.

Damn. Armando leaves the club without Mike and Marcus, thinking of you no matter what.

[nelo0wesker]

Keep Going +18

Galan x reader

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Galan was listening to Barney and Christmas go on about the mission. “We leave in 2 hours so get ready,” Barney tells them and all of them nod. Galan, feeling his phone buzz in his pocket, goes and grabs it. He turns it on seeing he has a message from you. Especially a picture.

He goes and opens it and eyes widens and pauses seeing the picture. He closes his phone and gets up leaving the others alone going straight towards the bathroom. Once he got in he locked it so no one could come in on him. Galan opens his phone and looks at the picture of you nude. He groans loving how the picture showed every part of you he loves. He quickly FaceTimes you waiting for you to answer. He smirks seeing the call go through revealing you completely exposed to him. “Feeling needy mami?” He questions seeing you blush and nods.

“I can help you out real quick just widen your legs for me” he says smirking watching you do as he says. “Bien, put your fingers on your pussy and pleasure yourself mami” he tells her watching you moan to his commands. Galan quickly unbuckles his bed and pulls down his boxers revealing his hard cock. He pumps himself watching you moan from your own self pleasure.

“Keep going,” he tells her. He watches as your breathing picks up letting him know you're close. He picks up the speed on himself and groans, feeling close as well. You yell out cumming over the phone. You pant as you relax on the bed. Y/N grabs her phone bringing it closer to her hearing Galan low moans. She could see the pleasure on his face as he turned it, looked at the camera and smirked. He switches the camera so it shows his cock and you gulp seeing what he’s doing.

“Just wait” he groans and cums. She watched him and rubs her legs together really wanting him. Y/N pouts feeling aroused even though she just came seconds ago. “Galan baby I miss you!” You whine out. “I know” he tells her, wiping himself clean and pulling up his pants and boxers. He switches the camera back to him. “Just wait till I get home baby. You’ll get what you're aching for” he tells her.

He was about to say something else but the door was banged on. “Galan I swear whatever the fuck your doing in there better not be what I’m thinking!” Christmas shouts and Galan chuckles looking at the phone and blows a kiss towards you. “Bye baby I’ll see you later” he tells her and hangs up the phone. He puts his phone in his pocket and washes his hand stepping out of the bathroom. “It’s all yours,” he tells him with a smirk. Christmas shakes his head “Nasty” he says going in as Galan chuckles leaving him.

——————

“Barney Ross only you can walk away from a blazing infernal inferno with not a scratch on you. You are like a mythical bird raising up from the ash, don't know how to-“ Galan says but was interrupted. “Just a moment. “I am relaxed. I’m trying to talk to my hero over here would you give me some space please. Easy Day” he says turns to Eazy and was about to say something else until Christmas took Barney away to talk to him alone.

He turned to the other ready to speak until he was tapped on the shoulder. He turns his head seeing you and smirks. “Mami!” He says kissing your cheek then your neck not giving a fuck the others saw. “Get a room” Easy Day says watching the two. He looks at you and smiles seeing how beautiful you are in the outfit he may have bought for you that was revealing. He did hate other men's eyes on you but he knew he was the only one that could see you without them. “Why are you here baby?” He questions her

Before she could answer Barney and Christmas came back. “Galan called your girl here. Felt bad by putting you through it thinking I was dead. So I called her to cheer you up” Barney says as Galan kisses your forehead. “Her being here more than cheers me up” he says and Christmas scuffs. “Alright alright get a room. Don’t wanna hear you two.”

Galan laughs picking up and leaving the bar with you in his arms. “Baby I missed you so much. These past couple of days have been hell” he tells her and she looks up and him nodding. “I’m aware, baby. Barney told me what happened” she tells him. He smiles hearing that and kisses her neck. “I promise you something, remember?” He whispers in your ear and you blush and giggles. “Galan you sure? You've been through a lot these past couple of days” she tells him as he carries her to the car. “My hero is alive mami. This calls for a celebration”

Galan places you in the passenger seat and gets on his side and drives home. Once they get home he immediates gets out of the car and runs to your side. He opens your door and picks you up, kissing your neck as you moan. Y/N tries to cover her moans. “Let them out mami” he tells her as she gasps feeling him in such a vein. “W-we are still outside” she tells him, a little embarrassed. He pulls back looking at her with a smirk. “When has that ever stopped us before mami? We fucked when the windows was opened, in the car, backyard, etc.” he tells her listing the places they fucked in the open.

You blush completely hearing that knowing it’s true. Galan laughs seeing you blush going to the front door and unlocks it with his keys. He kisses your neck more. He kept sucking making you moan out but not too loud even though Galan wants you screaming in pleasure.

Galan had some difficulty getting the door open but he finally got it open and walked in as he kept kissing your neck. He kicks the door closed as he goes to remove your outfit not caring if he ripped it. He did buy it for you. He can easily replace it. Galan moves his kissing down to your chest. Galan pins you to the wall not even bothering to make it to the bedroom.

Galan pulls back looking at your naked form and smirks. You were pinned against him on the wall. “I’m gonna enjoy this” he tells her and kisses her as his hands slide down touching your body. He goes to your ear. “I could do a lot to you baby. Could eat you out, could fuck in you in front of the mirror where everything could see you, could fuck you to until we both can’t go anymore, cuff you to the bed, you can cuff me to the bed, ride me. We have many options mami” he tells her seeing the blush she has on her face.

He moves his hands between her legs and touches her folds making her moan out. “You're so wet for me baby. Did I make you even more aroused?” He questions and she bashfully nods her head and he smirks. He rubs your folds, especially your clit making you gasp. He kept moving his fingers. He slides down close to your pussy and licks it making you grab his hair as he laps you up, not stopping until you come.

“G-Galan” you moan out feeling his experience tongue on you. Galan looks up at her as he kept eating her out seeing how she was lost in her own pleasure. Drool coming out of her mouth. Galan kept going till she finally came. He felt her thighs squeezing his head as she released his tongue and face. Galan pulled back; he still had her legs on his shoulders. He could feel them shaking.

Galan moves her to the bedroom and lays her down on the soft mattress. Y/N looks at him panting still winded from him eating her out. She widens her legs for him. “N-need you” you tell him and he smiles, taking off his pants and boxers revealing his cock to her. He goes between her legs and slowly goes in groaning on how tight you were.

Once he was finally in. He waited a couple minutes and then thrusted into you. Going slow first and then goes after some time. Your eyes roll back, feeling him hit your prostate over and over again.

You dig your nails in his back. He grabs one of your legs and throws it over his shoulder and thrusts faster into you. You felt him going deeper than before. He kept going until both of you came. Yall both pant and look at each other. “Round 2?” He questions. “Round 2” you confirmed as the second round begins.

—————-

Both of you pant, finally exhausted by how much fucking ya’ll did. You and him went for 5 rounds, not stopping once. You snuggled into him as he kept you close. “Did I hurt you mami?” He questions looking over your body to see if he hurt you. All he was seeing was the hickies he caused. “No” you tell him, tired. He smiles hearing that. Glad he didn’t hurt you in any way.

“Love you baby” he tells her, spooning her. Keeping her close as possible. She gives him a tired smile. “Love you too”

[imagineredwood]

I’m not sure if you’ve done this before but if you haven’t could you do a HC about creeper being jealous or possessive over his SO? Thank you! I’m so happy you’re back, I’ve missed you! 🌺

I missed you too my love!💕

Possessive

With him being possessive I can see if being in more subtle ways

Hand on the lower back or hip

Maybe around your waist so his fingers rest on your tummy

He'll reach up and hold the side of your face when talking to you

Use his thumb to wipe away a drop from your mouth if you're drinking something

Little things that aren't anything major in and of themselves

But touches that everyone around would know don't come from someone who's just a friend

He would touch you in ways that show intimacy so that everyone knows you're his

Especially if it's around someone who he thinks may be looking at you a little too closely

He'll make it a point of saying "My girl" or "My Queen" or "My baby" and refer to you

Uses "my" all the time

So that there's no mistake

Anyone that is paying attention will notice and be able to see that he's yours and you're his

Jealous

Now when someone doesn't take those hints or ignores it, that's when the jealousy will come out

He may still try to keep it a bit more subtle in the beginning depending on the circumstance

A hand on your waist that slides down your hip

Or up your side

His thumb gently stroking up to barely touch the underside of your breast

An obvious kiss somewhere like your neck or lips

More so in places that are outside of the clubhouse with people who aren't members

So maybe a regular party, a club, a house get together

Things like that

But if it's at the clubhouse with his brothers from other charters?

He doesn't even deal with you much at all

He sees the way that one of the eyes you

Looking you up and down

And he's walking up to them, hands together behind his back

Voice low and calm, teetering on the edge

"Saw you looking at my girl. Plenty of other beautiful ladies in here. Single, beautiful ladies. I'd recommend you put your eyes on them. Not on mine."

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PENPALS Part 5

Mike wakes up along with Dorn and Kelly. Everyone completely confused on why Marcus was this fired up at 8 in the morning. He tosses the Polaroids on Mike’s lap and he picks up the naughty one first. How convenient.

“Goddamn she got a body-“ Mike brings it close

“Look at the rest of the photos Mike!”

“Wh-Oh! OHH SHIT! Lord forgive me for saying that about my niece.” Mike puts his hands up in the air for a mock apology cause he ain’t mean that shit at all.

“Your SON! Is fucking my DAUGHTER MIKE. OH MY GOD! And they SLEPT IN THE SAME ROOM LAST NIGHT. They was fucking Mike they was doing the nasty” Marcus was pacing the room while Dorn and Kelly just stood there wide eyed trying to process everything.

“Marcus she’s a grown adult now-“

“That’s not the point Mike! She was in school when they met….how the fuck you think he got those pictures?”

Mike couldn’t even save you on that one cause what were you doing being penpals with a prisoner? You were truly in deep shit. Marcus headed straight to the guest room and busted the door open to see you two snuggled up.

“WAKE THE FUCK UP!”

Your eyes shot open and so did Armando’s. You both looked at each other than at your dad. Oh goody. Wonderful way to wake up after getting the best sex of your life last night.

“Hiii dad,” you gave an innocent smile

“Oh no you got some explaining to do now before I kill this motherfucker get dressed and be in the living room in FIVE MINUTES.” Your dad, Dorn and Kelly headed to the living room while Mike stood back for a little bit.

“Happy for y’all but you missy you in some shit alright. Good luck. AND Y’ALL BETTER BE ASHAMED OF YA SELVES.” He acts as if he’s scolding you guys on the way back to the living room.

“Why did you have to get the chill parent” you groaned as Armando laughs.

“You really are in some shit but I’m here for you.” He kisses your hand.

You both got ready and headed to the living room for the inevitable.

Your dad motioned you to sit on the couch while everyone stood around you. Armando sat next to you and held your hand and Marcus looked like he was gonna throw up.

“Now how the fuck did this motherfucker get these” he waved the Polaroids around.

Aw fuck. I thought he just found out we fucked not that we met prior.

“I-“

“You wasn’t busy study bones and shit?! I don’t get it do you just like trouble?! I thought your frontal lobe developed already!”

“CAN YOU LET ME TALK?!”

The room went silent.

“It happened. I was bored and I just did it okay? I’m sorry but I love him. I understand I could have met someone completely different and dangerous but I met Armando. I regret nothing. Plus you ain’t say shit when Mike kissed me before I left for college”

“HE WHAT?!” Marcus and Armando was ready to fight.

Uh oh …..

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Diced Pineapples - A. Aretas 💥😂

Title: Diced Pineapples - A. Aretas 💥😂

Fandom: “Bad Boys” Film Universe

Character: Armando Aretas

Pairing: Armando Aretas + Female Reader

Main Storyline: Mike and Marcus see an unexpected face when dodging law enforcement with Armando. 🏷 @omg-mymelaninisbeautiful

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2024

What the hell?!

While “visiting” Tabitha for help, Detectives Mike Lowrey and Marcus Burnett realized that you joined this wild nightclub as one of the bartenders.

Leaving this seat that perched over neon lights, Armando walked straight toward you and smiled to gain overdue joy, finally away from prison.

Wearing this Bud Light shirt, one trucker hat veiled his remarkable brown eyes. Dirty jeans covered both legs and boots stepped along.

“Hi, baby.” Facing Armando, you offered genuine happiness and joined this section.

Uncle Mike and your father Marcus still can't believe what's going on.

“My daughter slept with a criminal.” Your father Marcus barely kept his mouth shut, but you don't care.

Armando survived everything.

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[imagineredwood]

What would Nestor do to help with their partner de-stressing from exams??

He loves to take you for weekend getaways

Takes you to whichever landscape you enjoy the most

You wanna swim on a crystal clear beach, you got it

You wanna hike in a beautiful lush forest, he's got the bags packed

You wanna be lazy and read books by the fire in a cabin, he's got the marshmallows ready

He will indulge in whatever will help you relax and soothe your overactive mind

He may also threaten or bribe your professors into passing you regardless

He buys you cute stationery that makes it fun and easy to study when you do

Pays for you to go and get massages every week

Makes sure that you drink lots of water and eat balanced foods so that you're at your best performance

His mouth also does a good job at destressing you

Double dates with you both and Miguel and Emily at fancy restaurants

Anything to get your mind off the worry and stress

And he's always there with plenty of praise for you

Telling you how smart you are

And how proud of you his is

How impressed he always is with your knowledge and dedication

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