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[dallianceangel]

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞 🐱👅💦

Here’s another random drabble for you, I hope you enjoy 😜

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“I’ve missed this.”

“You don’t say,” you chuckle loudly, currently bent over the pool table while Bishop slams in and out of you from behind. “We’ve only been apart for a day.”

Bishop laughs in your ear. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

A moan escapes your lips as he increases the pace, his thumb now circling your swollen clit. “It’s not, Obispo, but you could have at least said hello first.”

Sliding out of you, he turns you around, smiling at you before burying his head between your legs and spelling out Hello with his skilled tongue.

[crow-writer]

Cozy autumn evenings with Nestor…

- Those evenings wouldn’t be too long, since Nestor usually got home late from work or the club

- Especially during stressful times you‘d make an effort to keep your home cozy and welcoming for him

- There would be blankets on the couch and some candles burning in the living room when he got home

- He‘d smile slightly and kiss your forehead before going to the bedroom to change into more comfortable clothes

- When he‘d come back, he could smell fresh coffee. The two of you liked to have a cup also in the evening, it didn’t keep you from falling asleep anyways

- He‘d flop down on the couch and smile at you as you put the cups down on the table before pulling you down on the sofa by your waist

- You‘d chuckle and snuggle against him as he‘d bury his face in your neck to kiss you more

- Nestor wouldn’t really be too talkative, especially after a long day, but he would pull you close and his hands would roam over your back or arms and stroke your hair all evening

- Since it would usually be rather late, both of you had probably eaten already. Nestor does like snacking though, so you would sometimes prepare autumn trail mixes with pecans, marshmallows, little chocolates and other nuts, that he would practically inhale

- Nestor enjoys scary movies (not splattery ones though), but is willing to adjust a bit depending on your taste. He would love watching ghost movies with you though and laugh at you every time you‘d fall for a jump scare

- At some point both you would yawn every few minutes, which is usually when you‘d try and get him to go to bed

- „Come on, I‘m tired too“, you‘d hum in his ear, to which he would slowly shake his head and grin at you. „Just a few more minutes, mi amor? I don’t want the evening to be over yet“

- Eventually Nestor could be persuaded with some kisses to follow you to your bedroom

- You would help him open his braids and gently comb through his hair with your fingers before falling asleep together

[sonhosquebrados]

He didn't deserve the ending he got! 💔

[theycallmequeenie]

Angel Reyes x Reader Request

Master List

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five:

A/N: Again, I just want to say that I am not Latinx and am completely winging this and in no way trying to disrespect anyone or anything in the Latinx culture. If I do get something wrong, please tell me and I will fix it right away. I have not finished the show and to be honest probably won’t solely because of how they finished Happy’s story. There is an image that accompanies this fic it will be linked both here and in the fic where it applies for the convince of those who prefer an uninterrupted fic experience. Now onto the next part of the story…

Y/N thought for a few minutes pondering her options before speaking up and verbally working through her thought process, “Well, you and Angel will both insist on being involved, as will Coco and Gilly, And the rest of the club, but if it must be a member, I’d prefer Hank. I think he’d probably be the one that would be the calmest about being stuck with babysitting duty, Though Phillipe would be the fairest option to the guys. I still say I’d be okay by myself for a little while, it’s not like I’m going to be running off anytime soon…” 

Bishop nodded acknowledging her statement. “I’d prefer one of the guys with you just for safety’s sake. I’ll call Hank and have him sit with you until Angel is available. We aren’t letting you be by yourself in here or at home, Sweetheart.”

Y/N nodded and made an annoyed face. She knew that this would be a long recovery with these guys on babysitting duty. She hated the idea now and she wasn’t even discharged from the hospital yet and hoped that they would ease up on that way of thinking. If not, she was certain her sanity would be put in question. 

She watched as Bishop pulled the burner phone back out of his vest pocket and hit the buttons, he needed to, to call Hank. She watched as he had the conversation and closed the phone. He offered her a smile and told her that Hank was on his way.

The two of them made small talk as they waited on Hank to get there to sit with her while the rest of the guys went and took care of the scumbag that put her in that bed. She knew roughly what was about to happen or at least knew enough to not ask questions and act like she knew nothing. 

As Bishop’s phone buzzed letting him know Hank was at the hospital, Bishop asked if there was anything else he could do for her before he left to take care of business. 

Y/N nodded, “Bish, promise me something…”

“Sure anything, Kiddo…” He spoke gently and with a slight smile.

Y/N’s facial expression went cold as she answered him, “I know what has to be done and I just want you to promise me you guys will make it hurt…”

This shocked Bishop but he nodded and agreed. He told her that he would pass that request along. She was never the revenge type but something like this could change a person. He hoped that this would be only a temporary change. She was the sweetest, kindest, most loving person he or the club ever encountered, and that road wasn’t one that he wanted her to go down. 

He kissed her forehead and said his goodbyes telling her that once she was moved to the regular room, he would bring the guys in to see her. He offered her a smile and walked out of the room.

Y/N enjoyed the approximately twenty minutes of alone time before Hank had made his way into her ICU room greeting her with a sweet smile and a hello.

The two talked for a few moments before a pair of nurses came in smiling say that her new room was ready, and they were there to transport her to it. They gathered what needed to be gathered and started to move her. Hank followed closely answering what little random questions the nurses asked along the short trek through the hospital to the observation room and he did what he could to help get Y/N situated again. 

Both Y/N and Hank thanked to two that transported her as they departed expressing well wishes as the left. Hank sat in the much more comfortable chair that was in this room than the hard plastic one that was down in the ICU.

Hank offered her another one of his sweet smiles and held out his hand for her to take if she chose too. He spoke in a gentle tone, “Hey Mija. You don’t know how happy I am to see that you are back on the upswing. I was so afraid we were going to lose you.”

“I know, Hank. Everybody was afraid of that, including me. I wasn’t ready to leave you boys. Especially like that…” She frowned and looked down away from Hank. Only to feel him pat her hand reassuringly. She gave him an obviously fake smile and reached for the TV remote, “Come on you big teddy bear. Let’s some forty-year-old television shows to pass the time, yeah?” 

He chuckled at her and nodded doing his best to squash any lingering concerns. He knew she would have a long road to get back to herself, but he had confidence that between the Reyes men and the rest of the club she’d get back to being her in no time. 

They sat there for hours just channel surfing and watching reruns of old TV shows. They had settled on a Dick Van Dyke Show marathon about midway through the day. It wasn’t one of Hank’s favorites, but he knew it was one of Y/N’s and he enjoyed seeing her smile and laugh at the black and white shows high jinks. Part way through one of the episodes Hank’s phone vibrated in hiss vest pocket, and he tapped out a short message before putting it away. He managed all of this without distracting Y/N. 

He knew they only had about another hour before the entire club would be there with them. The message he had gotten told him that things had been handled and the guys had dispersed to clean up and change before meeting there to see Y/N. Hank replied with her new room number and that they’d be waiting. 

That hour came and went and slowly the men from the Santo Padre Chapter of the Mayans MC trickled in. First to arrive was Coco and Gilly followed by, several moments later, Taza and Creeper, and within the hour the rest of the MC had arrived apart from Angel. 

No one knew where he could be. They all knew that this whole situation was a much needed wake up call for him, there was no way he wouldn’t just not show up. Bishop stepped out and started calling him. After about the fourth unanswered call Bishop left a very not nice voicemail telling Angel that wherever he was wasn’t where he was supposed to be and that he needed to get his butt to that hospital. 

After another half hour of the club hanging out in the hospital room talking amongst themselves and analyzing bits of the show that was left on the TV in the room, Angel finally rolled in and was met with several ‘Where the hell were you’ statements. 

Ten minutes of harassment later they finally let Angel Near Y/N. As he sat on the side of her bed, carefully making sure not the sit on any wires or tubes, he reached into the chest pocket of his vest and pulled out a ring box. 

Opening it he gave Y/N a Cheshire cat smile and held up the ring, “Well, Mi Amor, What do you say? Will you marry me?” 

The entire room fell silent enough to hear a pin drop waiting on Y/N to give Angel her answer. She sat there quiet for what felt like ages waiting to see how long she could hold out simply to exact a little bit of revenge for him taking so long to get there. 

Finally, right as Angel was about to crack under the pressure she spoke, but not to Angel, “Well Boys what do you think? We having a wedding?” She smiled and nodded at Angel as the guys all cheered much to the rest of the floors and the staff’s annoyance. After the nurses came in and asked why the noise was so loud, they were told congratulations and to keep the noise down to a dull roar as to not disturb the other patients on the floor.

After the staff chastising the entire room, they all agreed that it was time to head out for the night. After each one of the guys hugged and said their goodbyes to Y/N they all went along their way to their respective homes.

Angel stayed with Y/n, he curled up with her on the hospital bed making sure not to hurt her or catch anything that was attached to her. He had her tucked under his arm and as up against him as comfortably as she could be. They slept through the night and into the morning, being woken up by the nurses saying the Doctor was making rounds and would be in to see her shortly. 

Within the hour the Doctor was in to see Y/N and told her that as long as she had someone with her for the next several days that she was good to finish her recovery at home. Angel and Y/N were both excited that she was finally cleared to go home. And the Doctor excused themself to go take care of the discharge paperwork and to give Y/N some privacy to change out of the hospital gown.

Angel had grabbed her a pair of pj pants and a tee shirt of his for her to have on hand for when they did release her. As he was helping her change a nurse came in to show him how to change her dressing and to care for it correctly. After all that she was released and sent on her way, safely back to her home with Angel.

To Be Continued… 

A/N Part 2: Alright my lovely readers, this is the last big part of the story, and I will do my best to wrap it all up in a pretty bow with an Epilogue at some point in the (hopefully) near future. (Gotta keep my posting cycle in check.) I hope you enjoyed this part of the fic and I want to do what the show runners rarely do and tie up any and all loose ends. Love to you all, Queenie.

@ xnarca @withmyteeth @carma-fanficaddict @dreamy-caramel

Epilogue

[pumpkin-spice-hate]

I’d like to announce that Elgin James (and every writer and director on Mayans M.C. ) and I now have major beef.

Spoilers of s5 e6 are below the cut

HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME????

I understand creative choices and I’m not trying to shit on your show but who gave you the right to kill MY man?

I refuse to acknowledge this move and will continue to live in denial.

Mayans M.C. cannot be canon, my Happy is alive and well.

With all due respect go fuck yourselves

[simplyyalika]

so who gon rewrite the entirety of season 5 for Mayans…cause what in the clusterfuck is that finale

[ghoulishtomato]

This is about Night at the Museum btw 💀

[the-pyooster]

mini 'nich

[dallianceangel]

𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 🌅🥵

Some more Mayans fics will be posted soon 🫦

🦋 comments, likes and reblogs are highly appreciated 🦋

You’re cuddled up with Bishop in bed on a Saturday morning, feeling something hard press against your exposed back. Excitement stirs, thinking you’re about to have another round with him. It’s just past 7AM, and he’s managed to make you cum three times already. You’ve only been awake for an hour.

Suddenly, the hard object vibrates, making you jump out of your skin. You turn to Bishop, eyes wide. “I thought that was a boner!”

Bishop chuckles, turning his phone on silent before pulling you closer towards him. “No, this is a boner.”

He places your hand on the hard bulge, gazing at you hungrily. “Feel that, babe?”

You nod as you squirm, desperate to feel him inside you again. “Fuck me, Obispo.”

He kisses you deeply, his hands exploring. “With fucking pleasure.”

You lay down on your back, spreading your legs, gasping when he slowly enters you. It’s not long before he’s got you crying out his name and gushing all over him again, loud enough for the new neighbours to hear, making them wish they never moved in next door.

[crow-writer]

Tranq asking you out for the first time…

- Asking you out for the first time would probably take him quite some time. Tranq adores you so much but he just can’t bring himself to actually ask you.

- Most of all he‘d be nervous about the possibility that he read your signals wrong. He‘s a confident guy overall, but not when it comes to you.

- Just the thought of you getting all confused and trying to explain that you don’t see him like that makes him sweat. The thought of losing the friendship he built with you scares the hell out of him.

- Eventually it would probably be the others that convince him to finally make the first step.

-„Will you just ask her to dinner for fucks sake?“, Angel would snap at him during playing cards because Tranq keeps missing his turns from looking over at you.

- Hank‘s face would turn bright red, he didn’t think it was that obvious.

- Gilly: „Of course it’s fucking obvious, even Coco noticed“ Coco: „The hell is that supposed to mean?“

- Since their banter interrupted the game anyways, Hank would walk over to you, trying to keep his back straight and his breathing even. He was definitely not used to being all flustered like this.

- You were in the middle of a conversation with one of the other women, but you'd both pause to look at him as he approached. You could see little beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

- Tranq looked at you for a moment that felt like forever. "We should have dinner together tomorrow. Just you and me I mean. I'll cook you something nice", he would say, leaning a little closer to you.

- His breath hitched just the tiniest bit at the end, but suddenly he seemed much more calm now that the words were out. He stopped fidgeting with his hands and he looked at you calmly, waiting for your answer.

- You'd be surprised, but in the best way possible. You had a crush on him for a while now, but after he basically ignored all you signals you figured he just wasn't that into you. You could feel blush creep all over your cheeks as you smiled at him.

- "That sounds lovely... took you long enough", you would chuckle before placing a soft little kiss on his cheek, which made the biggest grin spread over his face.

[sonhosquebrados]

Bishop and Maggie 💕

I wish they had stayed together.

He deserved happiness and a happy ending whether in Santo Padre or elsewhere with her.

[mayans-mc]

MAYANS MC (2018-2023)

EZ as prospect in 1x10, Cuervo/Tz'ikb'uul

[flightlessangelwings]

Ktober 2023 Day 21- Piercings

Angel Reyes x fem!reader

Word count- 1.6k

Warnings- s.mut (18+ ONLY!), exes to lovers, nipple play, cumming from nipple stimulation, multiple orgasms, fluff, reader has pierced nipples, no use of y/n

Notes- Angel is so much fun to write for! And even if the ending of Mayans was disappointing I still really miss him! Prompt list made by me! Enjoy!

@flightlessangelwings-updates is myupdate blog so please follow that too and turn on post notifs to stay up to date on my new fics!

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It had been so long that you almost forgot what it felt like. The wind in your face, the roar of the motorcycle, the strong torso of Angel Reyes anchoring you as you wrapped your arms around him. There was a time when Angel took you for a ride every weekend, and you went to that special place and ravaged each other for hours before you laid under the stars. But, life got in the way, and you two were separated for some time.

But, now you were back together. And while things were different, some things stayed the same. And you smirked to yourself as you thought about some of the surprises you had in store for him.

“We’re here, baby,” Angel slowed the bike to a stop at the bridge.

You exhaled contently, “Just like old times,” you took his hand and let him lead you over to your spot.

Angel stopped and turned around, looking you up and down as if it were his first time seeing you, “Baby,” he cupped your face, “You look even hotter than last time I saw you.”

A soft laugh escaped your lips as you leaned into his touch, “So do you, Angel.”

Wasting no time, Angel pulled you in close and pressed his lips against yours. You moaned into you as you parted your lips and invited him in, tasting him for the first time in a long time. He gripped into your hips to yank you against him, as if he couldn’t get your close enough. The smell of his kutte mixed with his cologne was intoxicating, and it sent a pulse right to your core.

“Angel,” you murmured as he kissed his way down your neck, “I missed you.”

He only groaned as he bucked his hips against you, letting you feel how hard he was already. It was all the answer you needed. Angel bit down on the sensitive spot on your neck, licking a sucking before he kissed his way back up and took your lips once more.

Carefully, the two of you back up against the steel railing without breaking away. Angel glanced over a few times to make sure you wouldn’t step in the wrong place, and you trusted him enough to not need to look for yourself. You gasped when your back hit the cold rail, but Angel only deepened the kiss more as your mouth dropped open.

He groaned as he helped you up onto the rail, finding that perfect spot that had a long pole for you to lean against. It was an old bridge, but it was sturdy, and the spot Angel liked to place you had a wider base so you could be comfortable while he stood between your parted legs.

“Shit baby,” he murmured as his hands dipped under your shirt.

You let go of his temporarily so he could lift your shirt up over your head before you clawed at his own shirt, a silent plea for him to take it off. Angel broke away to shrug it off, and you couldn't help the gasp you let out at seeing his bare chest again. You know you were gawking at him as your eyes trailed across all his tattoos and his defined pecs, but at the same time, you couldn’t care less.

“Like what you see, querida?” Angel asked with a cocky smirk.

“Fuck yeah,” you breathed, too in awe to think of a more witty comeback.

You extended your arms for him and he gladly obliged. The two of you crashed your lips together, this time in a more heated and desperate kiss. Hand roamed all over the other, feeling and caressing every dip and curve in the other’s figure. Angel groaned as he reached the back of your bra and tried to unclasp it, but he got quickly frustrated and growled into you.

“Let me,” you giggled softly as you reached back and pinched your bra with one hand and let it fall into your lap.

This time, it was Angel’s turn to gawk. “Are those…” he cleared his throat as his eyes landed right on your breasts, “Are those new?” His cock involuntarily twitched in his pants.

“Like what you see?” you asked with a teasing grin as you shimmied your shoulders, letting your breasts swing as you did so.

What Angel hadn’t seen before was the new-ish piercings you had: both nipples. The metal from the jewelry twinkled in the setting sun, and Angel couldn’t rip his eyes away from them. He had always loved and worshiped your breasts, but this only made you even hotter.

“Oh fuck yeah,” Angel groaned as he grabbed onto your waist and dove into your breasts.

You buried your hands in his hair as he wrapped his lips around your nipple, licking and flicking at the jewelry. Your mouth dropped open to let the moans flow freely as he played with your piercing with his tongue. The sensations were more intensified due to the piercing, and it sent jolt and jolt of pleasure right to your pussy.

“Fuck! Angel!” you cried out as your mind swam in pleasure.

No one made you feel the way Angel did, and having the nipple piercings only added to it. You felt as if you could cum just from his tongue on your breast alone. But, just as you felt a tingle up your spine, he pulled away and looked at you with a glazed over expression.

“Shit baby you’re so fucking hot,” he breathed before he dipped back down and attacked your other breast.

One hand stayed in his hair while the other moved to his shoulder, gripping him hard and digging your nails into his skin. Angel didn’t care though, and it actually spurred him on more. He growled into your breast as he took as much of you into his mouth as he could, flicking and sucking at your nipple while he did so. His one hand kneaded your other breast, gently pinching your nipple piercing, while the other kept a firm grip on your hip to keep you in place.

Your cries echoed through the woods, but you didn’t care. Someone could walk in on you right now and you would tell Angel to keep going. His tongue felt so good on your breasts and his large hands kept you grounded and safe. You dropped your head back as your skin warmed while his tongue ran over your piercing over and over again.

That familiar feeling started to build from deep within you. You rocked your hips against Angel as much as you could, desperate for some friction against your pussy. He got the message right away, and while his lip still stayed on your breast, Angel bucked his clothed cock against your cunt, letting out a groan as he did so.

“Fuck… Angel…” you moaned, “I think I’m gonna cum…”

Angel stopped and broke away, a trail of spit connecting your bodies. He stared at you for a moment in awe, as if he couldn’t believe you were real. “Do it, baby,” his tone was low and dripped with lust, “Fucking cum just from be sucking your fucking gorgeous tits.”

With that, he dove back in, with time with more determination to make you cum. He rocked his hips against yours as he licked and sucked at your nipple, the jewelry rolling in between his lips. His hand squeezed your other breast, and he pinched your nipple a few times, savoring the screams you let out.

“Oh fuck… Angel… Fuck!” your legs trembled on either side of his body as you felt your climax quickly build. Your body felt hot as the sensations become almost overwhelming but in the best way possible. And with just a few more swipes of his tongue and thrusts of his hips, you came hard, “Angel!” you screamed his name as tears fell from your eyes.

Angel held onto you while he worked you through your orgasm. His cock screamed in agony, desperate for his own release, but he was too consumed with you to care. He wanted to make you feel good. He wanted to lick and kiss and suck everywhere you’d let him. He would make you cum a hundred times before he even thought about himself.

When you let out a whimper and tugged at his hair, Angel finally released your breast. He pulled back and the two of you just stared at each other for several mong moments. Neither of you said anything, you just breathed heavily.

Your gaze dropped down to Angel’s cock for a moment before you looked back up at him. Without a word, you reached for his zipper as you licked your lips involuntarily.

“Wait, baby,” he grabbed your wrist. When you gave him a questioning look, he murmured your name, “We have all night baby,” he purred as he cupped your face, “First, I want fuckin’ do that again.”

The moan you let out was the most sinful sound you had ever made in your life. And Angel spent the entire night raviging and worshiping your body until the sun rose. He couldn’t keep his hands or his mouth off your nipple piercings, and it wasn’t until you came several times that he finally let you ride him until he came hard deep inside you.

Collapsing down onto the ground in exhaustion, the two of you panted hard. Sweat lined both your bodies, despite losing the warmth from the sun. Angel pulled you in close, wrapping his hard around you and holding you tight.

“That was a nice surprise, baby,” he murmured, “So fucking hot.”

You laughed softly, “You weren’t so bad yourself, Angel.” you teased, hiding how much you truly cared for him.

His hands roamed lazily across your body until they reached your breasts once more. He cupped them, rolling your piercing in his fingers, pulling a soft whimper from you.

“I can’t get enough of these, baby.”

[tinyshyteacup]

🎀 Holy Hells ... there's 300 of you 😳 🤟 🥰 🎀

🥰 Fluffathon 🥰

Since I'm absolutely blown away by that number, I'd like to run a wee event.

• send me a ask for a random (but fluffy or funny) headcannon about a character!

Name inspired by our lovely: @kellynickelsgirl00 💝

[k3nnedycurse]

hello friends! just wanted to toss my hat in the ring and put out some feelers.

i’ll preface this as I’m not looking to replace any current partners, just looking to add some more!

my name is bria, i’m 26, and a dog mom to the cutest pitbull alive! pronouns are she/her. Currently in the EST timeline, living in the land of snow and he best football team. i’ve been roleplaying almost half of my life so i have tons of experience to bring to the table.

preferable to fandoms, which i have a extensive list of, but am quite literally down to do anything.

my list of fandoms off the top of my head would be:

-succession

-game of thrones / hotd

-marvel (would actually die for netflix mcu???)

-law and order svu

-sons of anarchy / mayans

but wait! there’s more! no really, there is. name it and I’m probably in it. i am also very comfortable with anything slice of life, original plot, creating our own verse.

i prefer canon x oc pairings if we're going to do fandom and i am doubling friendly. primarily mxf, but am comfortable doing any type of pairing. my favorite genres would be angst as an former baby emo and fluff, and everyone's favorite.. slow burn. romance is definitely wanted as well!

please be 21. i'm pretty flexible on length but i do tend to hit character limit and get a bit wordy for a lack of better wording.

but that’s all for me! If you are interested, feel free to message me or react to my post!

[hazzyking]

Fandom used to be safe.

We used to be able to love extremely flawed characters without being belittled, threatened, or torn down because of it.

We used to be able to say "thats my favorite character despite what they've done"

And now its met with hurtful words and threats, and "if you like them then you are this kind of person" and I dont understand it because its just pixles, or its just people playing a role on a screen.

Fandom is dead, and the people who are spreading hate are the ones killing it.

Please agree to disagree. Please interact with fanfic you LOVE and ignore the fanfic you dislike. Understand that this is our way of coping with what's going on around us. This is how we decompress.