#ismael el mayo zambada x reader

[cositapreciosa]

I’ve just rewatched narcos Mexico I love Mayo so much😭 Can I request something about him comforting his wife about the drama going on with tj like maybe this is just after he’s picked a side and she’s scared and worry about what will happen to him. I don’t know I’m just interested in mayo comfort vibe cause feel like I haven’t seen that on here!. Thank you! Hope your good🫶🏼

Burning bridges

Ismael 'El Mayo' Zambada x gn!reader, 2121 words

a single use of Y/N, drinking alcohol, wanting to kill someone, the usual for the show

a/n : Hope you're good too!! Sorry it took so long, but it's finally here !! He is so husband material look at him <3

As always it's the fictional, not the real deal, enjoy xx

You have been waiting for hours. Pacing back and forth in the living room, running to the window every time you would see headlights coming in from the street, licking the wallpaper and out the way just as fast. It is still not him, not his car, not even his men coming to tell you that he would be late. Ismael was supposed to be here on time, as usual, as he does most nights, but tonight he isn’t and you can’t help this feeling of helplessness from taking over your mind. His dinner is getting cold on the dinner table, fork and knife perfectly placed around the ceramic plate, you even made sure to pour some wine into his cup.

You know he works hard to keep the business afloat, to give you this roof and this food to put on the table. You also know what the business is, even though he doesn’t like to tell you all about it. There are nights when he does, confiding in you when he needs your opinions. It is usually when you are sitting outside, enjoying the backward after a long day, he would light himself a cigar and offer you a glass of that expensive wine that you like. I want to know what you think about this, he always says, adding something about how it impacts you too, in a way.

You know that the police caught Miguel Angel, that his plazas aren’t holding up after his trial. You also know that your husband is thinking about joining forces for once and going around the Arellano’s back. You are pacing the kitchen, pouring some more wine into a glass. It is bitter when it goes down your throat, a reminder that this is not a normal night, that he would have at least called you if he planned on coming back late. Maybe you should wrap up his plate and put it in the fridge for him later, warm it up when he eventually arrives. He has to. There is no other option, no world where someone rings the bell at this hour to let you know he wouldn’t. Your husband has to come home.

The cat is slithering in between your feet, all purrs and soft fur against your ankles, but you don’t have the heart to pet him back. Your wedding ring feels heavy on your finger, thoughts are battling in your head, you haven’t been this anxious in months. You have met the Arellanos before, at the oldest daughter’s wedding, a beautiful reception where Ismael happily paraded you around. You could read them well, that night, see how squared they hold their shoulders, how political the whole thing was. If they wanted to kill your husband they could, they just had to ask.

'' Y/N? ''

You scream, glass falling from your hand, shattering at your feet. You feel the liquid between your toes, ear the cat’s claw on the hardwood floor as it runs away. Ismael is in front of you, standing at the door, hat pushed up.

'' Ay Dios mio, Ismael. When did you get in?! I didn't hear you, how- ''

'' Don't move, okay? You'll cut yourself. ''

He moves to you, boots covered in mud. He looks tired, you can tell, with his sleeves rolled up, damp hair, you know he must have had a hell of a day.

'' I tried calling the warehouse, they didn't know where you were- damn it. ''

You hiss, raising your hand to grab at his shoulder as he nears, boots crunching on the shards of glass. Your toe starts to bleed, mixing with the wine covering the floor. He barely acknowledges your remark, pushing your un-asked question to the side. His hand comes up to your waist, caressing your side as it moves up, lifting you by the rib. You step carefully on his work shoes, naked toes meeting the leather as he turns on his heels, bringing you away from the mess.

'' I came through the garage. Didn't I tell you to lock it behind you, hm? ''

He does, every day before he leaves for work, every night before bed. His fingers are warm between your ribs and you can see him for the first time tonight. His shirt is dirty, mud you know you will have to scrub hard and long to get off. He is already looking at you when you meet his eyes, they are soft, tired, the skin creasing in between his brows. Your hand moves to his chest, where his heart is, caressing the shirt over his skin with your thumb.

'' I was... ''

Scared? Would that even be the right word? You were scared for him, for what it would entail for you after if anything were to happen. Anxious that there was nothing you could do to prevent this, only being able to stay home, cook eggs in the morning, soak his dirty shirts, and pour him whiskey in a cold glass when he eventually comes back. He gives you a small smile, one that barely pulls at his lips, lifting only on one side. I know, he wants to say, and you don’t feel like you have to end your sentence anymore.

He kneels in front of you, pressing his warm hand behind your thigh and then to the joint of your knee to lift your foot off the ground. You can feel his breath on your leg, the tip of his hat tickling your thigh.

'' You don't have to do this. You'll get blood all over your shirt. ''

He scoffs at the irony, pulling a handkerchief from his back pocket and pressing it to your toe, holding your heel with a firm hand when you inevitably jerk away from the pain. The cut is minimal, nothing a good bandaid wouldn’t fix, but the blood still runs on the side of your foot, staining the tissue red.

He looks up to you once again, you notice a scratch on his face that wasn’t there this morning.

'' They burned the boats. All of them. ''

He doesn’t say more, he doesn’t need to. You know who he is talking about, what they are doing and why. You sigh softly, leaning back on the counter behind you. You did tell him that Chapo’s offer was a good deal, that he should consider it, and now you have to stand here and listen to the consequences of it. Ones that you felt couldn’t touch you, ones you felt he would be protected enough not to deal with. He wasn’t even in on the deal yet, but they already came at him like he was.

'' I'm sorry, cariño. ''

It is sincere, you mean it. You know how hard he works at the dock, how many can count on his fleet for a fair wage, hopefully living the normal life he didn’t choose for himself. Maybe you were wrong to tell him to listen to Chapo, maybe making friends and alliances wasn’t a good idea after all. Your hand reaches for his hat, taking it off and discarded on the counter just as fast. Your fingers come back down, moving untamed curls back and away from his forehead, he leans into your touch, pressing his cheek into your palm.

'' I made you dinner, but you weren't coming home. ''

'' I know. ''

He sighs, forehead falling on your thigh. His moustache scratches your skin, his thumb caressing your ankle as he talks.

'' I should have called you. It's just- Everything was on fire. Pinche Arellanos. ''

You are playing with his curls again, fingertips untangling hair at the nape of his neck. There is nothing you can do to tame his anger, nothing to convince him to take a step back and think about it. You know your husband in and out, you know what is coming and there is nothing you can do to stop this.

'' I'll take it. '' He says, '' I'll find Chapo and I'll take the deal. I'll kill them for this. ''

His fingers are shaking against your ankles as he unwraps the handkerchief from your toe. It has stopped bleeding now, leaving a red mess and a small gash in its place.

'' What if they kill you first? ''

You whisper it, in the space between you, with his warm hand still on your foot, his eyebrows frowning at the words. You don’t mean this as a jab at his strength, at what he is able to do. You believe him when he says he will kill them, you have watched him come home with blood on his shirt that he never cared to explain, taking out guns from hiding places you didn’t even know existed.

'' Do you think I would let this happen? '' He continues. '' I won't. ''

'' That is not what I'm saying, Ismael. I'm just- ''

Your voice breaks, you can’t hide it and you know he heard it. He raises up, pushing off his knees, his hand trailing your leg until he rests it on your waist. You can smell what is left of his perfume, see the speckles of green in his eyes. You know he is waiting for you to say more.

'' I worry. I worry so much for you. ''

He closes his eyes at that. You know he knows, that he can see you biting at the skin around your nails, that you never go to sleep if he is not in bed with you. He feels guilty, even when you tell him it’s fine, even on those nights when you actually mean it at times.

'' Every night your dinner gets cold, I always think- '' You sob, you can’t help it. Your throat is tight, you can’t breathe, '' This is it, and I'm just waiting and waiting and I- ''

'' Hey. Hey. '' His other hand is on your cheek now, pressing you to him, keeping you unbelievably closer. '' Respira hondo, amor. ''

He is shushing you, mouth in your hair, your nose in his neck. You can feel the metal of his wedding band, cold on your skin as his fingers wipe the tears off your cheek. You finally take a deep breath, for him, because he wants you to.

'' Please be careful, Ismael, I don't know what I would do if you don't come home. ''

It comes out fast, stumbling over words and shaky breaths. You are gripping at his shirt, creasing the fabric between your fingers. In a weird way, it feels like if you were to let him go, right now, tonight, he wouldn’t come back at all.

'' Don't say that, amor, '' His voice breaks on the last word and he brings you closer, breathing in your scent, hand cradling your cheeks, '' Don't say that. I fight every day to come back to you. I always do. ''

You know he is hiding in your hair so he doesn’t have to face you, tell you that even if he tries, faith is something he can’t control. No amount of soldiers or money could give him this power. You let him lull you, ease those thoughts in your head. Maybe they will be back tomorrow, during dinner when it once again inevitably goes cold on his side of the table, but you let him keep them at bay for now, tucked in his arms, lips moving against your hair, promises after promises.

En lo próspero y en lo adverso, en la salud y en la enfermedad.

Ismael holds you tighter that night. You know he is not sleeping and he probably knows that you aren’t either, but you enjoy it, his presence, his chest against your back. The feeling of his breath on your neck, his warm hands sprawled across your stomach. Your toe is still throbbing, a bitter reminder of what happened, of what is to come, because it will, and there is nothing you can do to stop this. He whispers in your ear.

'' I'll end this. '' Them, he actually means. '' Whatever happens, I'll come home. '' Whoever.

You can only believe him, believe that he would, and you do. Your fingers intertwine around his, pressing a gentle kiss on his knuckles, bruised and scared from all his hard work. I believe you, you tell him, I’ll be here when you come back. He smells like soap, an aftertaste of cigar, his fingers ghosting under your ribs.

For better or for worse, in sickness and in health.

#narcos imagine #ismael zambada x reader #ismael el mayo zambada x reader #narcos mexico imagines #ismael x reader #el mayo x reader

[thesolotomyhan]

ismael “el mayo” zambada nsfw alphabet

a/n: there will be one day when i will stop loving him but today is not that day nor is it near because his stupid ass smile gets me everytime and i hate it and him y me enamoro mas cada vez i cry but here it is i hope you guys enjoy this because this is def one of my favorite things ive written

warnings: nsfw, p*rn whatever you want to call it but  holy sh*t this mf is 7.6k words long, lmaoooo get comfortable mis bebes (the word count keeps going up everytime i write a new one lol) 

a-aftercare (what theyre like after sex)

hasta tiemblo thinking about it all because while i feel like he isnt that into it,, he would make an exception for you :( like let me explain before you blow up on me ,,, because ive always kind of pictured him as someone who could give less of a fuck about how the other person feels? he’s just there to be egoistic if he has ever had anyone before you and i just,,,, i picture him flipping all of his values and own rules right tf upside down when he meets you :) and it definitely applies to aftercare :) because i feel like before you,,he wouldnt seem to care enough to even try it,, its out the window on sight, but of course :) when he meets you :) his chula :) he starts to lean more into the idea of aftercare and i have kind of two ideas/ways it can go,, because i can def see him being like the prepared one ? like he would have almost all of your necessities on the nightstand right next to you so all he has to do is reach over and hand it to you, just being the type that’s prepared as in him not wasting a second if he even senses you need something,,, because he’s getting up and getting it for you or secondly i can see him being the type of being more of a guy that when you both come,, after a long session,, him just draping his body down on top of you,, letting you tiredly run your hands through his hair and back,,, him lightly feathering you in kisses on your shoulder just basking in the little aftershocks your body does post-orgasm,,, and just giving you a small kiss to your collarbone,, cocky smile on his face but with a light glint in his eyes ,, and just moving to lay beside you,, pulling your body on top of his ,, moving your head under his chin and on his chest while he caresses your back, kissing the top of your head like “estas bien?” as he holds you to him,, just wanting to make sure youre ok but of course if you even think about asking him about getting something for you,, his ass is just placing one last kiss on your shoulder :)) giving you a small “ey” and moving to get up to get whatever you asked for :))) te trata como reina pues :) and i cry to that sorry i am an easy bitch to please

b-body (favorite body part)

i could go all day long giving you guys the human anatomy and why its his favorite part because he would love everything about you but ill just settle and give you all this piece of information because,,,, legs,, legs,,, tus piernas hermosas mis reinas,,, hear me out alright,,, because whether is the way they look when you’re walking or :) him placing his hand on your thighs when your both seated next to eachother at some dinner party,, the way they look underneath a flow-y sundress or when youre rolling up stockings on your legs if you like those ,,, or :) when he has you spread out by your thighs for him,, or even him holding them when hes thrusting into you,, but i can just sense he would at least have some sort of fixation with your legs im sorry i only enforce the rules here because for a quick detour off of nsfw,,, i just see him somehow always gravitating towards them for some reason,,, like i mentioned maybe its when youre both at some party, dinner in some fancy place or whatever,, but when youre both sitting at a table,, him having your chair right bumped up next to his to have you close :) i can just see him (and i fall in love i swear) when i imagine him placing his hand on your thigh :) perhaps letting his fingers gently massage you there or just hold your inner thigh if he wants to and maybe its just so he can at least touch some part of you in a normal pda matter or maybe its because he just loves the feeling of them you know? or something else i can imagine,, is when hes at home with you after he just got there after being out on the boats all day,,, you giving :) him his plate :) para que come :) (domesticity i cry) but him loving to have you sit on his lap :) while he tells you about his day :) as he eats :) fuck im sorry but that shine in his eyes coming up on his face and brightening it all up everytime he looks upon you :(( one of his hands would be holding you by your thighs so you dont slip off ,, as he lets his thumb gently caress the side of your leg hnng can you guys tell im shaking ? or to add one last example for you guys and be domestic because im soft for shit like this,, but imagining :( him being on the couch with your legs propped up on his lap, and him absentmindedly just running his hand over your soft skin,, maybe youre both just watching whatevers on the television while hes talking to you but for some reason i love the image of how he doesnt stop his hands from running all over your legs as he looks at you in some lovesick smile,, tugging you by your legs so you can almost straddle him if you want but it’s such a soft moment if you can imagine it and ugh sorry to spill what i just said

but ooooOH of course i couldnt move on just yet because that just wouldnt be fair now would it,, and to start off my little adventure here,, im formally apologizing once again because i just have to bring up the sundress again because you wearing sundresses around this mf when he has this problem of not being self controlling of himself around you when he sees you either a) all dolled up and b) by showing off and your legs :) its a dangerous fuvking game youre playing but nothing beats the sight of you walking out of your shared bedroom wearing a sundress to wherever hes at in the house or when :) you come out :) by his boat :) to give him lonche :) because the way this mf would straight up from the start of seeing you zone in on your legs,, teasing ass smile and look he would be giving you as he gets up and heads towards you :) moving his arms around you :) planting a kiss on your lips and just running his hands down your body just kills me and not to kill the build up but i just know he would live for the sight of :) seeing your sundress all bunched up around your waist,, but it keeps falling down and covering your upper thighs when he fucks up into you when he has you propped up against something :) like the desperate kind of sex you know? where he would have his hand gripping your hip,, bringing the lower part of your sundress up so he can hold it with that same hand just so its out of the way,, and he can be able to see your pussy swallow him full, but with the way your body bounces after every thrust,, your dress keeps falling back down :) which only makes him :) groan out and pump into you rougher and rougher,, your breasts spilling out from the top part of your dress :))) im sorry and just one last detail,,, but of course in our old fashioned missionary :) he would just love to continuously hold your legs apart by your thighs everytime you try to close them around him when he thrusts into you :) just loving to hold onto the underside of your thighs and press them back into your chest as he continues to plow into you :) not sure if he wants to focus on the way your becoming more and more delirious as he pushes his cock into you while he holds your legs open for him :) or the way youre entire body bounces along with every thrust he does :)) or :) cuando te hace el amor :) the way i imagine him basically having his body draped over you,, one of your arms placed on his back as you hold onto him,, your other hand holding onto the back of his neck where it meets his hair :) the both of you messily trying to kiss but both of your heavy breathing interrupting the two of you :) him having one os his hands holding one of your legs,, hiking it further up up so you can rest it around his torso :) as he slowly but roughly pumps into you :))) hnnng wow

c-cum (anything to do with cum)

finish anywhere? yeah anywhere,,, both outside and inside of you ,, this man does not care nor discriminate as long as you make/allow him to come :) and mainly my strongest point for this reasoning is because i imagine he would have some sort of self control/awareness when he fucks you, like how do i say this,,, te tiene respeto to be front about it,, like if you make it known you don’t want him to cum inside of you he has that shit sitting in the back of his mind while he’s deep inside of you no matter how pussy drunk you have him, he’s able to hold himself back you know? :))) but ofc if you don’t mind :) or if it’s ok with you :) he would absolutely love the feeling of coming inside of you :) as your squeezing around him :))) ,, being able to see the sight of his cum dripping out of your soft pussy :) but that’s just me :)

d-dirty secret (a dirty secret of theirs) 

ok lets start off with something- it’s something about him that gives me voyeriusm and im not talking about him outright fucking you in front of someone sitting 2 inches away that’s able to see the whole thing, so no dont look at me like that and stop thinking about that because what i mean by that is he basically likes you to be as loud as you want when he fucks you, i think i talked about this before but i think he would not give a second thought/f*ck if there’s people or his guys in the house/around when he’s fucking you,, instead it boosts his ego towards the roof that he can coax you to produce so many noises that it’s too hard for you to keep quiet which just in turn makes him get an even cockier attitude to those around him,(omg please dont get me started on the thought of him having the most dirtbag look in his eyes,, cocky attitude plastered high onto his fucking forehead if he does this prior and knowing he would have some bum associate / one of his men needing to get him some information,, and they walk into the house and your high pitched moans are the first thing they hear :) and not long after :) his ass coming down :) clearly fucking sex drunk from you :) but ready for business talk while you rest up in the bedroom :) hngg) , im not sure if theres a specific name for this,, but thats basically what i think would be his “dirty secret”,, because he would never outright voice it out loud to you that you being as loud as you want while others are around gets him going,, he kind of just encourages you to do it for him during the deed you know? you just unknowingly indulge him you feel?

e-experience (is he experienced or not?)

soo just to check in with everyone once again and make sure we’re all on the same page as i am ? we have all seen the cocky fuvkin attitude this man carries right? how egoistic he can be at times?? thats the type of vibe i always seem to pick up whenever i rewatch any of his scenes ,, right ok,,, so it just makes sense ?? that this man has had his fair share of viejas ,, but with no feelings tied to any of them?and i know we don’t actually openly see him with anyone throughout s3,,, but damn it’s just the aura i get from him that makes me believe hes medio usado , for the streets,, thats the big thing here that i see him as being ,,, like especially that saying he’s always going on about ? “es que me gusta ser mi propio patron” head ass - that in itself just ties the knot for me on him since for me it means that this man is his own self , hes independent ,, and does not give a single fuck about anyones feelings besides his socios because that’s a whole different page ok? pero tu? su reina?? HIS CHULA?? the one who turned his whole sappy love life upside fuckin down in an instant and made him feel things hes never felt before ? yeah goodbye ,,he lays everything down for you if you even think of it because te trata como his reina del imperio, wow sorry to steer off of our main topic here but yeahh hes had his experience reached to a good level :) so he would :) definitely :) know the best :) way to get you on edge :) stimulate you right off the bat :) and just,, be a quick learner as soon as he catches up on what exactly you like,, he can just pick up on anything :) and :)) know like an expert on the first second :) where you like to be touched and held :)

f-favorite position 

my god- i feel like i could come up with so many different scenarios for each different position i can think about for him because i feel like hes open to a lot of them and i feel like he for sure likes more than 1 position and i just cant definitively pinpoint the number 1 favorite because hes open to it all sorry ,, but ohh this will be fun ,, i know i could easily list missionary because WOW right? so what sue me im a simple creature and i just love the thought of this position with mayo,, because you cant lie and tell me its not one of the most intimate positions because for 1. its a great position for the both of you guys to see the other in such an close space and 2) this mf,, mi mayo,, will make this position feel like anything other than missionary when the mood is set right like :) bending your legs until they almost reach your chest (like bending you right in f*vkin half ) or as far apart as your legs can go or him wrapping both of your legs around his waist,, the upper part of body still laying back on the bed and him just pumping into you just so he can get that angle and hit it over and over again inside of you,, him being able to see your entire body react in time with each snap of his hips into you or the way you arch into him when he drags his hand down the front of your body,, :) gripping onto your bouncing breasts as he slams into you,,, his eyes being able to see the way you would roll your eyes back into your head,, the pretty moans of his name spilling past your lips as you just helplessly lay there,, your hands not knowing if they want to grip the bedsheets every time he roughly thrusts back into your sopping pussy or if they want to dig into the skin on his chest to let out some of your frustrations as tears form in your eyes,, god im just hnng- and to not end things here,, maybe sometimes :) this position can move into something like :) him moving your legs to fully wrap around his waist,,, his hands moving under your back and pushing you up so your kind of sitting up with him :))) one of your arms coming to wrap around his shoulders :) your other hand planting itself onto his bicep (hnng can you just imagine the way his shoulders and biceps would be fuvkin flexing as he holds you) :) digging your nails into him while that same arm of his is holding onto your ass,, helping you bounce along with his thrusts :) his other hand is just dragging itself up and down your back :) you throwin your head back from the new angle hes pumping into you from :)) him moving his head down towards your bouncing breasts,, wrapping his lips around one of your nipples,, :) your moans becoming louder and louder as he rapidly pumps into you,, your hand thats around his shoulders coming to tangle into his hair, making him groan into you and making his grip on your ass become tighter, :) slamming yor hips down onto his pelvis :) the both of you trying to kiss the other but you cant help but spill out your whines and squeeze around him as you look down on him - wow ok um ill just leave this -

but again of course , im adding in a bit more because i have a feeling one of you guys might attack me if i leave it as i have this because missionary might be too simple so here para que no se me enojen because something else i feel like he would do is spooning :)) like in the mornings :) morning sex to be exact:))) where he would have your back to his chest :) essentially spooning you to him,,, one of his arms under you and being able to hold your breasts or travel up and hold your neck :) his other hand is holding one of your legs up :) so he can slide into you repeatedly easier, your soft moans mixing in with the sounds of his cock pumping into your slick pussy filling the room up, one of your hands would be reaching behind you :) and holding onto his hair when you feel him pepper kisses onto your neck :) you turning your head back occasionally to meet his mouth with your own,, hnng his hand thats on your breast :) moving to tweak your hardened nipple :)) his other hand that was supporting your leg, traveling down :) to your swollen clit :) wetly rolling it in between his fingers,, smiling against you when you break away from his lips to toss your head back,, your moans spilling out like the air you breathe :) and with the pinshe vista of mazatlan in front of you both :) i cant oh go- but also not me wanting to imagine how i know he would love to have you in that position, you know with your back to his chest but sitting up :) reverse cowgirl :))) but with this mirror thats propped up in front of you in your bedroom instead of the vista :) the thought of you being able to fully see how your pussy can take him full,, your breasts perfectly bouncing on time every time he thrusts up into you,, him holding your legs open :) one of his fingers :) playing with your clit :) and you being able to see his eyes :) through the mirror :) as you scrunch your face up from pleasure and how stimulating youre feeling from both the feeling of him and the view :)) hearing him groan out behind you when he feels you flutter around him :) and you throwing your head back against his shoulder,, his fingers just applying more and more pressure as he snaps his hips from roughly up into you,, him sucking little hickies onto your shoulder and along your neck :) praising you :) and just saying something like “su puta madre- mirame mi reina” wanting you to look back at him through the mirror :) im- him just encouraging you until you deliriously look up again only to lose all common sense and thought when you see him, again through the mirror,, and feel him and watch him :)) spread your pussy lips apart with his fingers :)) exposing yourself even more to him as he thrusts his cock up into your slick heat , an mesmerized look in his eyes as he watches you react :) small smirk on his face when he sees you scrunch your eyebrows together, you keening back into him again and im so sorRY woW

g-goofy (is he more serious or more humerous during the moment?) 

i see him not being too serious but not too goofy ya feel me ? i would say he’s definitely fuckin cocky all the time and there might be times he makes the both of your dreamily sex drunk minds smile lazily at eachother because of something he let slip out of his mouth or something,, but it’s all definitely heartfelt almost and in the moment passion, but never too much goofy-ness? it’s just right

i-intimacy (how are they during the moment?)

intimacyyy,, when it comes to you,,,,,, i def can see him leaning into his more intimate side ,, being so much more intimate than he would be with anyone else that exists in the world , eres special for him, especially if your relationship with him has gone on for a good while it just cranks it up even more,, i feel like other than him wanting to ruin you and see you walk funny for the next week which makes him get that even cockier attitude with everyone else,, it’s definitely something special for him to be able to let his walls down for once with you by being intimate and be able to tell you physically el nomas es para tu, and nothing will ever change that now, and so i feel like there will be days maybe specifically on some special occasion where he takes things slow for once and shows you how much he really does love you and how whipped you have him just to remind you where he stands with you :( because again as much as he tries to act all egoistic, it’s a drastic difference when it comes to you on the daily and he definitely tries to let you know that intimally when he can and doesn’t want to make you cockdumb-

j-jack off (does he jack off? how often etc)

ok,,, so sure maybe before you i could see him having his own time to himself and all,it’s definitely crossed his mind ,, but it wouldn’t be excessive nor it it be a regular occurrence ,, i have a feeling like before you it was more of little to none,, and i say that because i feel like he’s always so busy with his boat and negocios and all that that i feel like he wouldn’t take the time off to have time for himself, ? if you get what i mean ? but he’s definitely done it once or twice but it’s rare you know? i feel like he’d rather find some other method - or someone iykyk what i mean by that but when you do waltz into his life,, i just see him keeping the same vibe? he never / very rarely on the 0.01% does it because he has you now ,, you get his needs done and over-the-topped with so he sees no other method that can do that for him which includes even his own fist, so i see him as someone would would rather wait for any and all urges he may have until he has you with him, he doesn’t care for jacking off by himself

k-kink (one or more of their kinks)

hnnng i have already made a whole ass kink list for him so its tough for me to think of something else so I’ll just give you all this because listen, bondage,,, ,,\listen listen,,, mayo works on boats right,, its his front to cover up what he really does but hes continuously always working on his boat catching camarones,,, and we’ve seen him work on nets right? now im only reading the rules off to you guys so dont look at me because you cant tell me he doesnt know or at least an expert in tying knots because wow,, i just know he knows some special shit and if youre open to it :) best believe hes going to know the best way to tie you up :)) while he gets to fuck you :))) just- its such a sight for him to see you struggling :) not a single way for you to wiggle away from him :) when he has you spread out for him :) him chuckling when he gets you so desperate for him when he opens your legs for him,, slowly and agonizly thrusting his cock into you,, this thumb ghosting over your clit so him not giving you any buildup whatsoever even though youre throbbing around him,, the only thing you can really do as youre helplessly laying there is whine out to him,, trying to thrust your own hips up into him for any release while he just gives you the cockiet smirk ever and i cant do this byeE im about to -

l-location (favorite places to do the deed)

to be simple,,, i can always see him being intimate and doing the deed at home, probably even at almost any damn surface you can find hes probably had his way with you,, but best yet in your own shared room,, because only then does he actually 100% know no one is going to walk in and see what only he should be able to see ? he could care less how loud you want to be when youre both going at it at in your bedroom because as long as no one sees your body hes great,, i feel like he definitely likes the idea of privacy because then :) he can do as he pleases with you :) with no rush which is just fan-fucking-tastic for him, you know like take his time, and have his fun with you and the same for you,, its just a safe space basically for you both do to whatever you please,,, but obviously besides the comfort and “freedom” of your own shared bedroom which i feel 98% everything happens in there because its a place for sure no one can bother the two of you as ive said,, but :) i did mention “voyeuristic” vibes to an extent right ? wellll >:) i see no problem with him taking risks as hed like with you,,, loving to see the sight of either you or him whoever took the initiative to see the other crumble and try to be as quiet as possible so no one gets the clear idea of what you two are doing :) like he for sure has done it on his boat with you :),, at a party in some random but private place, but not private enough that either of you can make too much noise :) but yeah,, i can see him doing to do really almost any location if youre down, but leaning on the latter he likes doing it at home :)

m-motivation (what motivates them)

what gets him going? in all honesty, it does not take much for him when it comes to you,, something ive always pictured and imagined when it comes to him and getting him in the mood is the way you could look at him in a certain way and he’s forgetting whatever task hes at hand with and giving you his full attention,, or :) if you’re looking to get him all the way in until he’s making sure to absolutely ruin you by the first round is if you tease him, and you can definitely go down the road of wearing something skimpy and just going from there,, but it can also be you being more atrevida , giving him looks :) touching him “innocently” :) and then leaving him alone for the next hour like you didn’t just acknowledge him :) , so it takes little to no effort really to get him going,, he’s always down for you

n-no (something he wont do)

would hate to share you,, thats it,, or even the simple fact that someone looks at you for far too long/eating you up with their eyes you know? and yeah i feel like it goes for everyone because i keep seeing this pattern i do for this letter but its true, and it definitely applies to mayo here because he seems like the type to get bothered so quick he just doesn’t like to voice it or let it notice, and he just doesn’t ever like to admit he gets jealous to say the least on simple terms,, because i can just picture when some bum is eyeing you up or when someone is trying to talk you up into a more than friendly way,, this man would be lowkey throwing the harshest glare known to man at whoever is trying to take your time, his jaw starting to clench up,, and just trying to scoot you as close as possible to him just to quietly make it known your accompanied,, and i shit you not he probably starts to get a little more pda thrown out there like holding your hand, pecking the side of your head, maybe squeezing you tighter against him in the most nonchalant way to make sure you don’t get the hint he’s starting to get bothered,, lol and if you turn to look at him,, he’s back to normal, as cool as a cucumber and giving you a soft smile, and ugh him giving you an even bigger smile if you lean in to kiss him, boosting his attitude even more and once you turn around again, his fucking anger comes back but directed at whoever’s in front of you until he makes them uncomfortable heh, not wanting to descalate things into bigger shit because he doesn’t want that kind of attention you know? he kind of knows how to keep himself in check enough to not cause chaos ;) hnnnng but if you do :) try to push his buttons :) and entertain whoever it is :) is trying to talk you up :) best know the jealous sex :) is going to hit different :)) because he hates the idea of you being anyone else’s but his and i stand by my case :))))

o-oral (is he into oral? giving? recieving? 

both he is both go ahead and try to change my opinion turned fact,,, because give him the time,, and the view of you spreading your legs for him with the most atrevida look on your face and he’s already on his knees in front of you,, with his hands holding your legs even more open for him, dragging your body down to his face so he has better access,,,, his face pushed into your heat as his tongue spreads your folds,, just lapping you up through your soaked lips,, pushing :) his tongue into you, it has his fucking nose bumping your clit everytime he moves,,, im,, :) ugh him never moving his eyes away from your face, his smirk being hidden away from your folds, picking his pace up eveytime you look down at him through half-lidded eyes,, him grunTinG into you when your hands tangle into his hair and pull with fistfulls,,the vibrations from his muffled grunts shaking you through your core,, you cant help but lift your hips up :) to grind against his face him :) moving one of his hands down to spread your folds apart for him :) so he can focus on your clit with his mouth :)) wrapping his arms around your thighs so you cant move your hips so much against him :) just :)sucking your clit into his mouth :) not letting any of your slick go to waste :))) your moans and his name coming off of your lips higher each time it only encourages him to hold you in place for him even more until hes satisfies with how he leaves you :) hnng ,, going down on you would for sure bring him as much pleasure as you would be feeling :)

and ofc he is never one to ever turn down from receiving when it comes to you :)) seeing you on your knees is just a sight for him to enjoy way too much,, seeing your lips that he loves so much :) wrapped around his cock willingly :) ugh bye,,, , your eyes becoming teary as you look up at him,, some tears managing to run down your cheeks but him wiping them away as he grunts out watching you , mesmerized ,,, just you pushing his cock all the way into your mouth as much as you can fit :) until you gag on him :)) one of your hands is prettily resting at the base of his crotch :) and your other braced on his upper thigh :)) his hand is tangled into your hair to control the speed :) im- him throwing his head back slightly when you hollow your cheeks :) and he cant help but thrust his hips gently and gradually to meet the bobs of your mouth against him :) SoRry i just- ok

p-pace (is he slow and sweet? or fast and rough?)

oh my god ,,,, he is the type to give those slow, deep and rough strokes one minute but then absolutely jackhammer into you it has your body bouncing uncontrollably you have to blindly bring your hand down to hold some part of him because he could easily switch in a second to either pace,, so i want to say both,, because for one scenario,, like regular sex ? i feel like he has a buildup going on with him,, like como te digo,,, even on nights when hes fast and rough with you,, in the very beginning, when he first slides into you,, he starts slow and sensual you know? and then he just gradually builds his pace up from there until he starts pounding you into the bed you forget even what day of the week it is, and i feel like this type of sex is happening 95% of time you both take,, because i mean he loves seeing you go cockdumb ok,,, but ofc i can see him being slow and sensual sometimes, usually i can see it for when its a special occasion maybe, and he wants to make it special and vulnerable,, hacerte el amor pues,, so he’ll do slow and deep thrusts but his thrusts would still make you shake every time he bottoms out fully in you,, his hips rubbing against your pubic mound it makes you roll your eyes back wow :),, but hes a mix of both,, just leaning a bit more into rough and fast

q-quickie (is he into quickies?)

while i see him loving to drag any and all time he has for you ,, it doesn’t mean he wont push quickies out of the picture,,, while i feel like he wouldnt rely too much on quickies because he prefers the buildup without the rushing,, sometimes the ganas to have you are too much for him to patiently wait until he gets home to you,, so quickies are something the both of you might do if either 1) the teasing you both do to eachother become too much at some party or something so he takes you to the nearest secluded spot to release some tension,, or 2) it might be something where when the business starts to take off and hes not home all the time as he would like to be with you,, and quickies might bridge those gaps like early morning showers together for example :) or a quick morning sex thing just so youre both content for the time being but other than that, he definitely makes it all up in the end when time is available, he just uses quickies for when either of you break out in public :) or when things get tight

r-risk (does he take risks? experiments?)

would take risks in like the air he breathes ,,yes he’s all for it to be honest,, some of the ways i can see him taking such risks would be like car sex :) or maybe in some coat closet at some boring party,, :))) or up against the wall somewhere secluded enough but still running the risk someone curios enough to round the corner if they hear something could catch the two of you :)) i kind of explained it a bit earlier but i feel like he would definitely like the feeling of the rush/adrenaline that someone could walk around the corner or something and find you both in the middle of it,, going hard,,, because its really something about it (if he began it first) to see you try to hold yourself together as he has you up against the wall of some place, your hands palming and gripping onto his clothed back and shoulders as he thrusts up into you,, the overwhelming sensation of his hips snapping up into you in a rush, his hands grasping your legs and ass under this dress you you would have as he holds you up,, his face buried in between your neck that youre not sure if its to muffle himself from grunting too loudly if its for him to pepper kisses and bite into your skin to try and get some noise out of you just because hes feeling cocky :) and he wants to see you struggle even further than you are right at that moment and wow- but best believe the roles could most definetly switch if youre up for it :) maybe you giving him head :) because he was bored at some party you both would be at :) and what better way for you to help him with his problem by giving him a distraction :) his hand thats grabbing ahold of your hair struggling to not mess your hair up too much,, him struggling to hold his groans in and he just cant help himself but slowly thrust into your mouth when he hears you slightly gag on him :) hnng sorry im just enforcing it upon you guys that yeah hes down for taking risks no matter the place if youre comfortable enough :))

s-stamina (how long can he last?)

i want to say that i imagine he can go pretty far,, :)) he loves the sight of you having aftershocks after sex from both the intensity and time he took with you,, so i just have to say his stamina is definitely up there somewhere enough so he can fullfill that promise and sight for the both of you,, and he’s never one to turn you down whatsoever no matter what, so if you even ask him either verbally or con tus ojitos hes signing his name down to take care of anything for you and your pleasure,, he definitely vows to some secret shit that he wants to make every orgasm he makes you have to be better than the last, so he gets his stamina in check for you

u-unfair (how often does he tease?)

ok so again,, i just know he getss a kick out of it when he hears how desperate you can get for him,,(like the foreplayyyy my guys im telling you all,, because the build-up from him getting you to your breaking point before he even gets to fuck you fully is just my absoulte favorite palete sorry,, but anyways,,, i feel like he has a thing for when hes continuously teasing you,, and then giving into you but backing away all together when he feels youre about to cum,, and just the way your moans and breaths come out quicker,, the way your body might seem more sensitive and reactive to either his hand lightly traveling over your body pleases him to no extent, he loves the whole package of teasing alright ,,

but im sorry to add in that i also love the idea of you teasing him back :) like if you wear clothing thats barely covering you at all and not giving him any attention so much it gets him desperate for you is just ugghhh or when youre encabronada at him for some stupid shit he mightve pulled to get him on your nerves and if he doesnt see any wrong in whatever he did :) you just playing along with him when youre at your point,, indulging him in things like making out with him, wearing lingerie perhaps :)),,, maybe youre on top of him when hes leaned back on your shared bed frame ready to get ready to go to sleep but you have other plans :) like you starting to grind your hips down onto his :) building him up until hes heavily breathing against you,, his grip on your hips rock hard as you lean down to kiss him :) your hand coming in between you both,, under his pants, :))))) beginning to palm his hard on and getting him built up even more as you pump him in your hand,, and just when hes on the verge of coming :) you stopping everything and just getting up :) giving him this fake smile as he looks up at you all drunk but confused on why you stopped until you remind him that youre mad at him :) and youre not giving him the satisfaction of releasing :))) y that you want him sleeping on the couch for the rest of the week as you move to get yourself ready for bed,, acting like he doesnt even exist at the moment lol,, ayy you literally make him get blue balls and i laugh he probably wont ever do any dumb shit after all of this to be honest but i just love the thought of you teasing him back to the full extent as well :)

v-volume (is he loud while doing it?)

his volume,,, i dont see him doing a lot or overboard for that matter,, what i picture coming from him are groans and grunts ? but only for you to hear, so he’s either always grunting into your skin when he’s thrusting into you repeatedly or groaning in your ear when he feels you scratch down his back and shoulders or :) when he feels you tighten around him as he snaps his hips into yours :) or something else that falls under volume is the way he will whisper/lowly speak shit to you or praise you :) ,, just letting it be known to you how good you’re making him feel and all :))) and when it comes to you, ive said it before and i still stand by it he lives and breathes for volume / noises coming from you :) it makes him know he’s doing shit right if he’s coaxing you to make those noises for him :) and it only boosts his encouragement/ego if he hears you go louder :)))

w-wild card (something random)

i am currently screaming because im reading off of my little brainstorming list of ideas i have for him , dont look at me,, and i cant choose,, i want to share them all but ofc this whole work is long enough so let me just focus on one thing here because get this ,, i was originally going to add this into his nsfw headcanon i wrote a while back but i chickened out and scribbled it out in my final draft but it’s always been on the back of my mind and everytime i come to add something down on mayos ideas/left over writing, it’s one of the first fucking things i see which :) is cockwarming , now hold on let me tell you something because you know how i keep saying that i feel like he loves to see you lose your common sense by the seconds if hes teasing you or just building you up ? :) c*ockwarming is one of those traits :) because hes inside of you,, filling you to the brim as he :) perhaps :))) has you on top of him,, while hes slouched back :) youre just fluttering around him, your nails digging into his clothed chest/shoulders ,, him not wanting you to move or grind against him :) he just wants you on top of him with his cock inside of you,, and if you do try to move him :) him stopping you by gripping your hips,, :) quieting your whimpers :) by kissing you :)) whispering soft praises into you hnng im sorry i cant or something else i can picture thats somewhat differently is when he has you in bed,, and it happens during foreplay,, right before hes going to fuck you,, like :))) maybe him pushing your final button by sliding into you,, but stopping once hes all the way in you and staying there,, :) distracting you by kissing your lips :) and when you slightly buck your hips up into his to like signal him youre ready :) him coming to hold your hips down towards the bed in a harsh grip :) so you cant move :),, him leaning his body back so he can see you fully, youre eyes half closed, mouth open with small pants coming out from the pressure of his cock filling you all the way :)))) him just pushing his cocky side of his attitude out that he has by bringing one of his thumbs to massage circles onto your clit :)) wanting to see how he can make you moan this way without pumping into you :) just filled completely by him only and feeling your warmth wrapped around him wow ok

y-yearning (how high is his sex drive?)

probably average to high?? and i say that because i feel like his yearning is definitely always sitting on the back of his mind simply because i can picture him always wanting or needing to touch/hold some part of you when he has you near him and i dont know if it’s because he’s whipped for you so much he just needs to feel you next to him :) or if maybe he likes having that security sense that he has you close to him in case something goes sideways and he can protect you but it might be both,, so i feel like all of that definitely transfers to his yearning/sex drive to say the least since i feel like he’s always down for whatever as long as you give the green light to him,, because for example say his name once in the most neutral or even yet the softest tone ever and he’s internally turning into a puddle because it’s you his favorita mujer/tesoro de sus ojos that’s calling out to him and he’s dropping everything pendiente to see why you need him and :) if it’s you :) needing him :) or showing him a surprise :)))) of you wearing something :) his ass is 100% ready :) just imagine a light switch if you will when it comes to his yearning, he keeps it away when not needed but he’s ready to go once you say so :)

z-zzz (how quickly does he fall asleep afterwards?)

listen he won’t ever admit it,, but he turns into such a sap for you after sex, even if he’s cocky 99% of the time,, i know mi hombre like no other because you both were just being intimate with one another , even if he fucked you into no tomorrow but you both were literally at your most vurnable points he can’t help but literally let all of his walls down (not that he doesn’t already with you around ) but he feels like it’s his “duty” to make sure you’re alright and attended to ? so he definitely waits for you to fall asleep first, and in the meantime :) i can most definitely as i slam my hand down see him filling up the time in between you slowing down your heavy breaths to the time you fall asleep by just holding you against him, your head just on his chest as he wraps his arm around your shoulders,, saying the most random shit it would have you softly giggling against him, ugh him planting soft kisses to the top of your head,, loving the feeling :( of you cuddling against him :( your hand that’s on top of his chest probably drawing random figures but it makes him burst on the inside :( and ughhh him just holding you closer when he sees you starting to fall asleep :(( giving you hardcore h e a r t e y e s :(

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being the arellano baby and being into ismael "mayo" zambada would include (the wedding cont.)

a/n: has to get this out of my head and dump it here

okay i had this idea stuck in my head

the last part ended with this moment of like benjamin and ramon at odds

benjamin was out here trying to butter mayo up and have you dance with him and at the same time, ramon is sicking his dogs on you to keep you away from mayo

and if this wasn't the representation of your life, watching on the sidelines as like wtf while the boys make these decisions for you

and the idea that stuck in my head was just like what if in that moment you snapped

you had lived your who life being calm, agreeable and this, this just made you snap

so kitty is wrapping his arm around you, guiding you away from mayo who is measuring his next move and you just stop

"no, no, no dejame" you protests, shaking kitty off but when he comes off to grab you by the elbow that's when you truly fucking pop off

"no me escuchastes? get the fuck out of my way, en serio. i'm an arellano-felix just as much as my brothers are dont fucking forget it"

the fucking look on literally everyone's faces when you reminded people who's fucking twin you were

kitty lowering his glasses, giving ramon this look before turing to you with a little like damn girl smirk "orale, perdoname patrona"

i swear dina is in the background with this big ol fucking smile on her face

and you kinda turning around to mayo who is standing there with arms crossed shaking his head in lowkey amazement

"pues, mi princesa, por lo menos ya se quien realmente manda aqui" he teases as he reaches out to you with this little teasing look

you reaching out to grab his hand, him pulling you into him with much less hesitancy now and slinging his arm around your waist as he leads you to go dance

i just pout of getting to the dance floor and he bring you up against him gently, slow dancing to luis miguel and you just kinda melting into him

i'm screaming, head pressed against him and him leaning down to whisper something like "i could get used to this" or or something about like "quizas puedo dejar de ser mi propio patron, solo si tu eres la patrona"

i will never and i mean never get over the thought of mayo calling you his patrona because he will always defer to you

when they stopped the music to transition to the speeches and stuff, you and mayo being the last ones on the dance floor and you being pulled away by one of your sister

"ahorita te la regreso" she'd tease mayo and i just the logging looks you give each others please kill me

okay but then we get to that fucking moment in the speeches, where the poor fucking soul from the sinaloa cartel who was like "and a toast to the eight inches she'll be swallowing" or some shit like that

but could you picture if he added something about baby arellano too if he added something about "and i have some inches the youngest can choke on, don't worry nena"

i'm screeching at the idea of mayo slamming his fucking fist down on the table and standing to like death glare this man almost just almost as fast as ramon gets up to fucking take care of it

dina and benjamin escorting you to go sit down, mayo i just :(( coming over to you and reaching his hand out to caress your face making sure you're okay

thumb going softly across your cheek and he's searching your face "ay, nos encargamos de esto, no te preocupas, reina"

and him winking at you before turning and just casually walking out the door not far behind ramon and his juniors

why do i have this idea of mayo being the kind of man that would want to bring you out and have this piece of shit apologize to you

like holding this guys head up, blowing smoke in his face and being like "pidale perdon, mas bien ruega que te perdona porque yo no"

anyways i'll leave this here

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Dinamita

It’s the fit of his jeans, it’s the way he seems to always be nursing an amused private smile, it’s the ease with which he takes life. 

Relationship: Ismael “El Mayo” Zambada/F!Reader

Tags: Romance, Protective Reader, I’m gonna blame this one on tumblr

Length: 2.2k

This town is your town, has been ever since you were a child, a tiny princess stealing her uncle’s cowboy boots and her aunt’s lipstick to go clomping through the neighborhood to some party concocted with the other little girls, empty glass bottles filled with water and maybe juice if somebody’s mother had gotten generous. This town is your down, by right of birth, by right of an ordinary but long family history, by right of your own ability to keep every single name and face in your head along with the complex web of personal relationships that go along with them. This town is your family, and gossip is its lifeblood, so yeah, you know about El Mayo. 

You’ve seen him around. He’s not a regular at your family’s restaurant—always out on those boats—but every now and again, he drops in, and he’s one of those customers that makes you wink at the other waitresses, giggle back behind the restaurant where you go to have your smoke breaks once the night is over. It’s the fit of his jeans, it’s the way he seems to always be nursing an amused private smile, it’s the ease with which he takes life. Doesn’t hurt that he’s a good tipper, and says his thank-yous when you bring him his food. 

But there are a lot of good-looking men in town, and you’re a busy girl, with friends, private schemes, tax paperwork for the restaurant, school fundraisers, a whopping nine cousins to help look after when you aren’t working. And, while you know your uncle does help launder some cash through the restaurant, the particulars of the drug trade really aren’t your area. All this is to say that when you come home with him after a good night’s dancing at your second cousin’s wedding, you don’t know what to expect and don’t really care, either. 

All you care about is his hands on your hips, your hands on his ass. The way the his reflection in his bedroom mirror catches on the slow satisfied curl of his smile when he unbuttons your dress at the nape of your neck, slow and deliberate, each brush of his fingertips along your spine sending electricity skittering through you. When the dress falls from your shoulders and you spin to catch his face in your two hands, when you kiss him fiercely, you can’t see his smile, but you can see the crinkling at the corners of his eyes—the bastard is so smug—it makes you want to—

Ten seconds later, you don’t remember what you wanted to do, but it can’t be anything better than the way he fucks you into the mattress, slow at the first thrust, lessening the sting of it, and then—fucking hell, the—he asks you, “Yeah?” and you tell him, one long string of words with no end, all of them blurring into each other, like that, like that, please, right there, it’s good, you’re so good, so good for me—

In the morning, when you’re stepping out of the shower, he’s already dressing, fast. You notice the gun he tucks into the back of his jeans. He doesn’t look ashamed at all.

“Sorry, sweetheart,” he says, and then something about business, and you’re a little sorry too, but you leave it at that. This is going to be one of those nights you keep in a treasure box in your mind, bring it out for special occasions. You had a good time, nothing to be sorry for. 

But then he comes and apologizes to you again, this time bearing flowers. He asks you, a couple days later, if you would have dinner with him, and you crack a joke about your age-old dilemma: shall we dine in the frying pan or in the fire? Your restaurant, where your family will spy on you the whole time, or the only other decent spot in town, your competitor? That’s easily solved, he says. If you don’t mind the outdoors. 

So it’s fresh fish cooked over a fire on a beach spot you’ve never seen before, his jacket around your shoulders at sunset. You caught the fish, but he gutted it with a practiced precision that had you watching his hands in a way that had nothing to do with blood (or maybe everything). Now he’s stroking your hair as the fish roasts, and you didn’t expect this, not from him, not this early. He’s gentle in ways he doesn’t have to be. Like he wants to be. You don’t expect it to last, but you take it while you can. You give back, too, and that in more ways than one.

At first, he mostly cooks for you, but eventually you find yourself bringing out your own twist on your aunt’s recipe for birria, stewed long and slow in his kitchen while he’s out sailing and your cousins are playing in his backyard. You introduce each other to your people: your family, practically everyone at the restaurant, your friends, even, on one occasion, your old choir teacher from church, and he is as charming to them as you are to his mother, his friends, his fishermen, his favorite nephew, Octavio. On the weekend, you stroll through the market together, his arm around your waist, and three times out of five, you know more people there than he does. To be fair, he never seems to be trying. 

He’s not competitive, like you, doesn’t have the temper, either. When you got into a vicious argument with a fruit seller (in your defense, his son had bit your cousin, and your cousin was two years younger, and didn’t he know that the boy was running around like a wild animal, like his stupid ugly ratfucking father—) your boyfriend just looked mildly amused. You have many nicknames for him, among them camaroncito for the one time he got such a bad sunburn he went nearly pink. Now he has one for you, dinamita. 

Thing is, you’ve always had that temper. You use every curse in the book and then some, but it never runs for longer than an hour, and everyone knows, if the other person is reasonable, you’re fine to make up in the end. You’re a generous person. People just piss you off sometimes. He pisses you off sometimes, but somehow it’s different with him, it’s—to be honest, half the time it turns into mind-blowing sex, the other half of the time he sulks out there on the sea for half a day before you both come to your senses. In time, in less than a year, he teaches you a new anger, sharp as a needle through skin and cold as ice. 

There is smoke in the sky. It is coming from the docks. Half your neighbors make their living from the sea, so they drop their sleep-bewildered kids off at your house and rush down to the boats, but as you will later learn, by then it is far too late. The wait is hell. You don’t know if he’s dead or alive. You know that he’d do anything for those fucking boats, those—but there are children there, scared children, and you have to fight your anger down, and your fear, and pretend everything is all right.

Even as the parents come back one by one to pick up their children and go home, each of them looking defeated, you keep pretending like it’s all going to be okay. Even when one of them tells you that people were taken to the hospital for burns, you keep pretending. Even when they tell you one of them was caught sleeping on a boat when it was firebombed, and probably won’t last the night. Even when everyone else has gone back to bed, and the sky is beginning to lighten with the dawn, and he hasn’t come to let you know he’s all right. Even then, and this is strange for you, you keep yourself calm. Perhaps you instinctively sense that this will require new things from you. 

When he arrives, smoke-smudged and laden with misery, you throw your arms around him, and he stiffens, gently pushing you away. 

“Ismael,” you say, your heart in your throat. 

“Will you come home with me?” he says to the painting hung a few inches to the left of your head.

Of course you do. You hold him tightly by the arm, almost steering him, because he stumbles every now and then from exhaustion. When you make it to his house, he locks the door. He’s never done that before. You help him undress, shirt over his head, unbuckling his belt, even finding a fresh pair of pants for him hanging up with the washing as he sits, heavy and half-awake, on his bed.

“I’m sorry,” he says to you, once, but when you try to tell him he has nothing to be sorry for, he just shakes his head. It’s dark there in the room, because he closed the curtains, but you think there are tears on his cheeks.

In bed, he turns to face the wall, and you put your arms around him. It’s then that you are sure he’s crying. You can feel it when you press your face to his neck. He’s shaking. And it’s then that you know. You don’t make him talk about it. You hold him until he falls asleep. 

The next morning, he is gone. You go to his usual spot in the evening, when there’s dozens of his friends and colleagues all drinking around a fire pit on the beach, most of them still smelling a little of smoke. He’s not there. You go to sit by Chapo, take his half-empty beer and drink right from it. He views you like some sort of older sister at this point, so he just pulls a fake sad face and then gets himself another beer.

“The person sleeping on the boat was Octavio, wasn’t it?” you say. “Did he survive the night?” 

“Mayo didn’t tell you?” he says. And then, after a pause, “No. He’s gone, God bless him.”

Octavio was only seventeen.

This is what Ismael meant, last night, when he said, I should have known. I got greedy. Now that he is no longer his own boss, he’s been drawn into wars that stretch well beyond your town. You all have. Now that battle lines have been marked, it’s time to pick a side.

After a couple more beers, with you and Chapo both uncharacteristically silent, you say to him, “When you see him, I want you to tell him two things from me.” 

The poor man looks desperately uncomfortable. “I don’t—”

“Firstly,” you say, “Tell him that Emilio’s older brother called in sick from work at the mechanic’s shop the night before last night, but he wasn’t at home or at his girlfriend’s place all day.” Gossip is the lifeblood of this town, and this town is your own. They came after your man. You’ll use any weapon you can find. “And secondly, tell him my ring size is a seven.”

Chapo stares at the fire, like there’s a hidden hint in there that will help him. “Maybe you should talk to him yourself?” he mumbles. He’s definitely scared you’ll go off on him. But you are beyond shouting, at this point. 

“I know him, Chapito,” you say. “The fire was meant for him, and it killed Octavio instead. He thinks there’s another bomb coming; he’ll want everyone standing outside the blast radius. But I’m making my choice. I’ve made it.” You finish your beer, stand up slowly. “He’s mine.”

The next day, your friend Andrea mentions to you that they’re all out of town, on some business trip, Mayo included, and your chest lurches. But a couple days after that, you come home from your shift to find him talking on the porch with your uncle, and then you go on a walk.

He’s a little better than before, subdued but at least present, body and mind both. You talk gentle about little things, a new recipe your cousin wants to put on the menu, a mutual friend who’s going to have a baby girl. You barely mention that you dropped off food at Octavio’s parents’ house. 

One moment you’re shading your eyes against the setting sun and pointing out Andrea’s new house, the next you turn to him and he’s on one knee. Dinamita, te casarías conmigo?

It’s so funny—you literally told Chapo to give him your ring size, and still you’re somehow surprised to hear those words. You are sure of your answer, but it takes a while for the question to reach you.

There is a long silence, and then he’s surging to his feet, pulling you to him, kissing you in a way he’s never kissed you before, pleading, desperate. His left arm is around your waist, his right hand is clutching your shoulder so hard you can feel each individual finger. He kisses you like he can smell more smoke floating in from the coast, like it’s the last time, like you might turn to sand in his arms. 

And you? You cup his face in your hands and kiss him your answer, passion for passion, promises on your tongue, in your fingertips. You kiss him like his jacket is on your shoulders, like you just lifted the lid off the birria, like you’ve already been married for ten years and will go on another ten years, twenty, you’ll give him all your days and then find some more. You’ll take death, if it’s coming on down the line: the knife, the bullet, the bomb. Fuck them. 

You’ve made your choice.

#ismael el mayo zambada #narcos mexico imagines #narcos mexico fanfiction #narcos mexico #ismael zambada x reader #el mayo x reader #el mayo #usual disclaimer this is based on a tv show. thank you.

[cregan-starks]

B E H O L D E N

Summary: Beholden follows Agent Magnussen’s journey with the DEA during the War on Drugs, spanning from Félix Gallardo’s reign in Mexico to Escobar and the Cali godfathers in Colombia, and beyond.

Ao3 | Inspo | Headcanons

MEXICO

Prologue: Leyenda

Chapter 1: Colibri

Chapter 2: Rookie

Chapter 3: Taquito

Chapter 4: TBA

AUs

Lacuna [Javier Peña x OC]

END THE WAR ON DRUGS: Equity Organization & Drug Policy Alliance

#narcos fanfic #narcos mexico fanfic #narcos nexico #walt breslin x oc #walt breslin/oc #walt breslin x reader #walt breslin/reader #ismael el mayo zambada #amado carrillo fuentes #pacho herrera #javier peña x oc #javier peña/oc #javier peña x reader #javier peña/reader #steve murphy #horacio carrillo #eduardo sandoval #tori's beholden #tori's masterlist

[cositapreciosa]

If you’re taking request : El mayo fluff, meeting at Dina’s wedding? Or being pregnant during the whole war? Loooved Safehouse!!

Como La Flor

Ismael 'El Mayo' Zambada x female!reader (mention of wearing heels, being called a lady), 2909 words

mention of alcohol, you like red wine in this one, the usual for the show

a/n : why is Alberto Guerra such a babe. Is this named after the episode? yes. Am I the biggest Selena fan ever? yes.

As always it's the fictional, not the real deal, enjoy xx

You are not sure how you ended up at Dina Arellano’s wedding out of all people. You did keep up with her over the years, a coffee here and there, dinner nights at your place when she was in town, being invited for a drink or two at Roxanne’s every time you were back in Tijuana. Before you moved away, you had appreciated the friendship she gave you, and you enjoyed giving yours just as much, but as the months went on and as you started to notice the guns tucked in everyone’s waistbands and the unusually large funds on her credit card, you just decided to take a step back, but so did your trips up north.

That is why receiving the wedding invitation at your door had been a surprise in the beginning, you haven’t been to Tijuana in months. It was a pleasant one, but one you felt might have been out of nostalgia and for old friendship’s sake.

Coming back to Tijuana had been a hard choice at first, feeling like a defeat, having to tell everyone it just didn’t work out down south. And after many sorry looks and probing questions you didn’t feel like answering, Dina’s way of seeing it had been a breath of fresh air. Maybe you are just coming back to rest a bit, hmm? When you feel like moving again you can still do it. Nothing is stopping you. That day, with your hands around a warm coffee cup, sobbing in her kitchen, you remembered why you two fit so well together. Now you have no reason not to show up to my wedding, she laughs, it makes you too.

You were grateful every time she forced you to come along with her on all the wedding shopping, even if you felt your presence was unnecessary, outdated. It didn’t matter to her, she told you many times, that you needed to be out and about, live a little, enjoy the company. She was right, and as the day grew close and you got to know Carlos better, you realized you didn’t feel as out of place as you thought you were at first. The thirteenth sibling everyone had missed so much.

The food was generous and the many glasses of wine you already had even more, which is probably why you couldn’t say no to her every time she grabbed your hand and pulled you to the dance floor. The chandeliers shining sparkles of lights all around you.

Everything was starting to feel a bit overwhelming. The noise, the music, being pushed around, front and back, having to say hi to everyone after so many years. Why didn’t it work out? Was Tijuana not enough for you? How are your parents? It ended up being too much for you when Dina’s mom cornered you, holding your hands softly between hers, voice trembling, telling you how much she had missed you, how everyone did.

You don’t remember when you had taken your shoes off on the way out, almost running to the door, your body begging for a cigarette and some fresh air. Still, you try not to drop the red soles, making the edges balance between your fingers and your glass of wine as you rummage through the inside pocket of your jacket for a smoke. They were a gift from Dina, one way too expensive for your own wallet, one she didn’t want you to refuse. A thank you gift, she had said, for being here for me tonight. The evening is colder than usual this time of year, but the breeze on your cheeks is a nice change compared to the hot air inside. Your fingers reach the bottom of your pockets. Where the fuck did I -

‘’ Are you going to beg me for one too? ‘’

It is a man leaning on the side of the building that spoke, a small smile tugging on his lips, cowboy hat raising with the movement of his eyebrows. You barely noticed he was there in the first place.

‘’ Pardon me? ‘’

‘’ A cigarette, I mean. ‘’

‘’ Ah. ‘’, a small laugh escapes you. You vaguely wave your free hand around your pockets, red wine dancing dangerously close to the rim as you do. ‘’ Those I have, they’re just in there somewhere. ‘’

His hand goes up, pointing to your glass with his cigar, smoke rushing down his face as he exhales,

‘’ You want me to hold that for you? ‘’

‘’ That would be lovely. ‘’

His eyes follow your movement as your fingers loosen and you let your shoes drop at your feet, presenting him your glass of wine. His gaze connects to your naked feet against the concrete, you can tell he doesn’t approve.

‘’ So, ‘’ you fish around in your jacket again, ‘’ Bride or groom? ‘’

Something like a grunt comes out of him, deep in the throat, a laugh maybe. He brings his cigar to his lips.

‘’ More on the bride’s brother’s side, you? ‘’

‘’ Just the bride, Dina’s an old friend. ‘’

He takes a deep drag, his chest puffing with the inhale. ‘’ I’ve been told you are more like a family member at this point. ‘’

You know word comes around fast in Tijuana, even more so at a Tijuanense wedding. Still, his words scratch a part of your brain that screams at you, showing you once again everything you know, everything you have been noticing for years now, but prefer to ignore.

‘’ I haven’t lived in Tijuana in years. I’m not invited for Christmas anymore if you’re wondering. ‘’

He doesn't answer back. Thank god. The silence stretches out for a while and your hands are reaching once again into your pockets. You can still hear the music inside, a loud, quick norteña you would barely be able to keep up with. You still can’t find your pack of cigarettes.

‘’ Does the offer still stand?"

His eyes slowly go back to yours, brown, gentle, tired. His head tilts to the side in a silent question. He is a man of few words. You can already tell.

‘’ A cigarette, I mean," you say. "I do have a lighter. I can’t find the pack, though."

A smile pulls at his lips this time, and you can feel the tension that was gnawing at you fade away a little. The skin of his hand meets the inside of his denim jacket. It’s something close to genuine, his smile, like he does find your answer humorous. His palm is warm when he presses the cold metal case in your hand. He points a finger your way again.

‘’ Let's make it two, and you don't use my lighter," he says.

You bring the case close to your chest, a small smile on your face. A peace offering maybe. You feel like a child negotiating for dessert, "Make it three, I use my light, and you can keep my glass of wine. We have a deal?"

His eyes squint, eyebrows almost meeting in the middle, you know your lie won’t work. You are surprised when he chuckles, half a smile, brushing his teeth with his tongue as he tuts.

‘’ Thought it was an open bar tonight."

‘’ No, it’s not. Not after eleven."

‘’ And what time is it now?"

You clear your throat as you pull the three cigarettes out of the case, quickly squeezing one between your lips.

‘’ Way past eleven. It’s too late now, you have to take the deal. ‘’

‘’ What if I don’t like red wine? ‘’

You bring your hand up, shielding the flame from the wind. As you exhale the first drag, you take a step back, leaning on one of the pillars orning the balcony. The smoke is warm on your face, prickling your eyes on the way up.

‘’ You don’t seem to me like the type of person that likes wine, no matter the color. Am I wrong? ‘’

He doesn’t retort back this time, but the smile is still there as he turns his attention back to the garden. You take this time to really look at him, how dark his eyes are, how there is not a single wrinkle on his blouse. You breathe in the smoke while he swings the liquid around in the glass. He is handsome, there is no doubt about that, with his mustache and his tailored pants. Maybe tonight doesn’t have to be as boring as you first made it out to be. Your eyes are lingering on his face, you don’t bother hiding it. They trace their way up and around the wrinkles beside his eyes until it reaches the curve of his cheek, tumbling down to graze his lips.

‘’ I don’t think I asked you for your name. ‘’

It is a question without being one, a statement that he will have to answer anyway. You feel bold tonight, something that barely happens anymore, but even with all this build-up of confidence, spilling over the edges, going down your throat with the nicotine, you still feel small when he is now the one analyzing you. His brown eyes are back on you, and you love how the wind catches in his curls, pushing them under his hat. He crushes his cigar with the heel of his foot, sparkles of hot ashes following the movement.

‘’ You can call me Ismael. ‘’

Ismael. You like it. It suits him, a soft name for a soft exterior. You can tell this calmness is only a facade. An ocean a wind away from becoming a storm.

‘’ And what do others get to call you then? ‘’

The ones I can see looking through the window. Keeping watch. He snorts, taking a sip of your wine, his face souring at the taste the second it meets his lips.

‘’ You are right, I don’t like wine at all. ‘’

You know pushing your question once more will get you nowhere, so you don’t ask again. Maybe Ismael will be the only thing you’ll get tonight. You do offer him your name instead, and he says it back to you, the letters rolling softly off his tongue. You stay silent for a moment after that, a moment spent looking back into his eyes, ears still ringing from the music inside.

‘’ Let me guess, ‘’ you propose, motioning to the untouched wine in the cup, ‘’ and if I win, I get-, what did you say you do for a living? ‘’

You’re fishing again. You can tell that he knows, you can tell he doesn’t care.

‘’ I got my own business. ‘’

‘’ Right, ‘’ you stretch the word out, softly fishing your glass of wine out of his hand. He lets you, ‘’ If I can guess your drink of choice, you owe me one peso, we got a deal? ‘’

You can tell you have his attention now, it’s the way his eyebrows raise and how his lips form a small smile across his cheek. He leans gently towards you, as if his next words were only meant between you and him.

‘’ If you can guess in one try, I’ll make it two pesos, but you’ll owe me a dance, deal? ‘’

You scoff, taking a sip from your glass. You swoosh it in your mouth a little. Left, right, swallow. It’s bold, you have to admit, but you can tell he is as serious as you are. It does surprise you when he holds his hand out to you, expecting a handshake, a deal. Whatever business Ismael has back home, you know selling is probably his strong suit. You shake it, his fingers are warm in your hand, palms dry and calloused. You are a horrible dancer anyway, it’s his feet that are going to take the worst of it.

You use his hand as leverage to pull yourself off the pillar, choosing to sit on the bench next to it instead. You look up at him, eyes squinting.

‘’ You’re clearly from Sinaloa… And your hands are strong, so you probably work a field job. How am I doing so far? ‘’

‘’ Surprisingly good. ‘’ His hand brushes through his mustache, you know he’s smiling, ‘’ So far. ‘’

You hmm, elbows touching your knees as your chin follow the movement, pressing against your open hand. Your fingers drum on the side of your cheek. You could stare at him for hours.

‘’ I think I know, ‘’ you grin, ‘’ You are a classic beer kind of guy. ‘’

He doesn’t react, and for a second you do believe that you are wrong, but just as you are about to stand back and pull out your wallet, something in his eyes changes. It’s soft, barely there, but you didn’t miss it. Hook, line, and sinker. It’s your cue to keep going, you know you’re in.

‘’ None of those artisanal ones, nah. I think you’re a classic Pacífico guy. ‘’

‘’ What do you do for a living? ‘’

You let out a laugh,

‘’ I watch a bit too much of those police novelas on TV is what I do.’’

Ismael chuckles, his eyes moving down again to your feet. You gaze down too, noticing now how the pavement has gotten colder under your toes.

‘’ I owe you a dance, don’t I? ‘’

‘’ You don’t have to put your shoes back on if they hurt. ‘’

You stand up from the bench, holding out your hand towards him. Ismael slides his fingers between yours as he pulls you closer to him. You can feel your blood rushing down your body from the movement, your heart pushing against your ribcage. His arm raises above your head, slowly pushing you to swirl around. Your toes rub on the ground as you turn, you are not sure if it is his proximity or the alcohol that makes your head spin.

Before you can reach for your heels, he is already leaning down by your feet, bending his back until his other hand grabs the back of your shoes.. When he straightens back up, it feels like he’s a step closer, in his hands, the tip of your shoes is nudging your thigh. You can smell the tobacco on him, feel how heavy his gaze is on you, see the dots of green in his brown eyes.

‘’ Let me take you out to dinner tomorrow. ‘’

You can’t help your eyes from following the movement of his lips, the movement of his skin creasing where it meets his cheek. You look up, back into his eyes.

‘’ Really? ‘’

He mirrors the word back to you, raspy, confident. Really. You know your cheeks are red without a doubt, the heat you feel is enough. You nod, leaning back on your heel, in the hope that putting some distance between you and him would help you regain whatever confidence you left on the bench. His thumb is brushing against the back of your hand now, what a smooth mother-

‘’ Even if I step on your feet the whole dance? ‘’

Your words are quick, begging for a chance to stop melting over this, over him. He thinks for a second, looking up in a mocking way before his eyes are back on you again,

‘’ I’ll allow it. Don’t worry, you’ll get the hang of it after a few songs. I’m a great teacher. ‘’

You don’t doubt him for a second.

And you don’t miss how Dina eyes you when he brings you to the dancefloor, making you twirl once more, but tonight, as much as it pains you to think it, you can’t seem to care. You can deal with the speeches, rumors, and the big sister talk tomorrow, because tonight you feel better than you have felt in weeks. Maybe it’s the way Ismael does not even flinch when you do inevitably step on his toes or how his fingers bunch up the fabric at your waist to bring you even closer to him. Maybe it’s because you don’t want to think about the gun your fingertips brush every time your hand caresses lower down his back. Maybe because he feels so different from the one you had been meeting before.

Still, you are surprised when he calls you the next morning, asking you what time would be best for you tonight. After breakfast, when you lie to Dina and tell her you’re having dinner with an old school friend, you can’t help how wild the butterflies in your stomach are.

You don’t think much about it when you slip into his car at the next street corner, as he drives you around with the windows down, as he asks you about your day, pushing your chair out from under the table for you. You don’t even remember why you were feeling nervous when he orders his food after you, calling back the waiter before he could leave.

‘’ Can you bring a Pacífico with that? And a glass of wine, red, for the lady. ‘’

Ismael turns to you, lips pulling into a smile, his knees knocking against yours under the table. ‘’ Rojo, that’s right? ‘’

He’s still wearing that damn hat inside, the buckle on top catching the light. You smile back at him, nodding.

That’s right.

#ismael el mayo zambada x reader #ismael zambada x reader #narcos mexico imagine #narcos mexico fanfic #ismael el mayo zambada #narcos x reader

[thesolotomyhan]

a/n: slowly coming back into it but i was writing something else on and off while i was away but i havent finished it so i just ultimately decided to do another one of these just because i love how i can focus on so many characters and just type away so have this while i figure some things out on my end for you all <3

warnings: theres only nsfw for like 2 characters but ill let you know lol

mayo: wedding :)

strap tf in because ever since writing that ramon wedding hc i have not stopped thinking about that topic but with my mayo and i have little to no shame to admit to you all that i have thought about his ass and a wedding subject more than once but i just never got around to it but 👀👀 lemme say i am having troubles with myself on deciding what i can briefly talk about and not get myself carried on writing a whole ass presentation,,,,, i just ,,,,, want to at least get an idea out here 👀 see if anyone could be interested 👀👀 but OHHHH i just i want to scream into the abyss when i think about this subject with HIM <\3 like me muero mE MUERO because i know for a mf’ing fact my consentido would call you “mi esposa” even before you two actually get married,,, like he’s emocionado about the whole thing as it leads up to that day :((( him introducing you to everyone new as like “mira, deja les presento a mi esposa,.... mi chula” :(( ,, this stupid smile on his face as he lets his arm wrap around your waist and keep you close to him as he introduces you when you two are barely engaged or something and i dont know why that makes me fall to my knees and sob,, wow and just imagining how this man would stress yet be as cool as anything to make this the most perfect day for you,,,because as i have kind of briefly gone over,,, once this mf actually falls in love, que hasta he forgets anyone else other than you exists,, you know marriage is not far from the path hes on,, and it just comes naturally,,, so when i imagine that the day does come,,, he makes this shit the biggest thing ever in sinaloa,, its going to last for dayssss,,  complacendote in any and everything,, making sure to not have you have any stress on your head all day long,, he just wants to see you to be happy, blissful and smiling all day long because of him yyy ay cabron hold on,,,, i just without getting too into this knowing myself,,, can you all just take a minute and imagine the grand ass church/ceremony he would do this at,,, una pinche elegancia that even guero is questioning how much money this mf blew for your wedding day,,, el todo pinshe pienado :( the simple FucvinG waY HE would look at you throughout the whole thing like you just gave him the best regalo de la vida :((( him probably wanting to just hold your hand for all 24 hours of that day and more,,, the little glances and small smiles he would give you throughout the vows down until he can kiss you :((((((( and the reception yalll ayyy no,,, him not letting you be away from him for more than 2 inches,, :( walking around together como marido y mujer and shit :((( dancing to your song ,,,, the honeymoon after wards :))))))) ayyy GUEY im sorry ill stop i just- wedding+mayo=my entire heart and i dont want to dump that whole thing just yet on this available space i have here :(( but this has been my proposal on the idea :( ok bye now

rafa- (slight/only a mention because i cant stop myself)

ingasu ,,,, mi pinshe bonbonnnnnnnn ,,,, i have a need  a want to get a ramble of thoughts out and this is what this is,, but dont worry ill come back for him when i have a straight mind and an actual structure of writing for him because OUGHHH how can i not?  now  wow get out of my mf’ing way here becauseeee lord just when i think the wakanda forever trailer couldnt top the idea of chadwicks tchalla character coming back again :( +++ the announcement they made that tenoch would be playing namor a while back,,,,  these mf’s actually  decided to kill me and add in namor’s character in the trailer as well when i had already fell to my kness at a walmart parking lot just by the first second of that trailer,, and i just descended upon the clouds themselves when i saw him my god i was not expecting to be fed so well early on,,, because now let me guide you all back to watch the trailer if you didnt catch a good ass glimpse like i did to look at this bitch’s physique ,,, like get a good fucking look at this mfs back,, yess his fuckin back ,, his damn shoulders i cRY YALL ,, thAT LaDies and gentlemen,, is a man ,, now LISTENNN I AM not a marvel blog whatsoever but i would be lying through my soul if i told yall those 2 second clips of him on that trailer awoke and brought back my unconditional love for him and what better than to add rafa back in this mf and let me respectfully simp for mi pelos chinos consentido de shulada de hombre again,, and i just- i couldnt contain myself imagining the wayyyyyy he would love to let you scratch his back :)) when hes pounding away at youuuuu but damn omg let me just stop,, lol that wasnt planned for him today because i knew this man radiated bde but namor???? tenoch ???? placed to finally extra cherry i needed on top because i just couldnt get that once scene where hes walking into that wedding party with his scarface suit on out of my mind for a while and i just- i could not handle the thought of the two of you turning heads everytime the two of you walk into a building or party because the radiationnnn,, its about the radiation you two set off when youre both walking into a party,, arms tangled into the other as you both walk in,, heads held high off the fucking ground,, both of your outfits being that high end material, that just compliments the others in a beautiful way ,, him leading you around either with you dangling off his arm :) or leading you sit down so you dont get tired :) but ughhh his dumbass smile never wiping off his face because he knows everyone is staring at the two of you ,,just him having a thing for showing you off and it’s the best damn feeling when it’s neither of you trying,, it comes natural with they way the aura is set around you two when you walk into a place and that sets me off,,, And wow,, thank you for coming to my brief brain fart session,, take what i told you today as a topic starter with me  

amado: baile/jaripeo 

ayyyy hasta pego un grito de los buenos imagining something like this with him :( and maybe it’s just meeee because ive been keeping busy going to these and all ;) but imagining pinshe amado going with you :) bailando to like a banda song or something,(im imagining something like y llegaste tu or something more movidita like ayer la vi por la calle because the vueltas would be more fast paced ya know? and i know only maybe a few people are going to understand what im talking about so im sorry if you’re questioning wtf im even saying right now lol)  but anyways i just imagine he would have  his arm wrapped around your back and just holding you close to him when he does he vueltas or the small steps to the rhythm ya know? leading you around the steps, :(  his other hand is just holding una pinshe chela bien fria+ not me imagining how the thought of him drinking his chela while dancing with you had me in a grip im sorry ,,,, and aughhH its something about that image, and the thought of your steps being in unison and flowing as smooth as possible hmnnnn,,,, him vestido de negro because he knows no other colors,, his shirt slightly opened with that chain he has on showing fff- hair slightly down but with that natural flow he has going on with it, your frame being whisked away by his tall ass, and like the hand thats wrapped around you ocsassionaly going down and resting on top of your ass ay his little gold watch glowing from the sun or something and wow ,, his own little smirk plastered onto his face and all, when he tightens his hold around you his reina AUGH,,,,, all while one of your hands are holding the back of his neck, your other on his shoulder ,, you just letting him lead you away, your own small smile on your face ugh byE, i love that image,,,, the two of you probably even lean in to kiss the other when you want ay,,, lowkey humming the songs too and bye i want this with him

ramon:  

yall im so sorry to be in my feelings today but i have been bombarded and read up a lot of nsfw things for ramon lately in this AO and i just lets take a minute to breathe ok you horndogs ,, let me dip my fingers in atleast into these waters slowly again before we go back out into that region once more becauseeeeee i just wanted to voice something on mi niño enamorado because it occurred to me while i was writing this other hc i have in the works and i just, i couldnt help but have the itch to imagine ramon being soft with quality time guys,,, quality time in a relationship is something i see ramon loving to do because he may be rich and seem like the type to be boujee on all his dates which sure,, he might do the first few times with you and all that,, but eventually for him,, to be in the mere presence of you is something he breathes off of and never wants to go without , so let me unroll this out for you all,, because the first thing,,, is the thought of him obviously loving to go out to clubs with you,, i feel as though this has been thoroughly established enough just because of the thought of the two of you being dressed to the ninesss,, hanging off of the other, and dancing up on the other in that close space with the beat of the music surrounding you two,, makes it a whole vibe alright,, and even if you dont want to dance,, the thought of just having you sitting on his lap or right next to him up on the vip section, dressed up but sitting prettily against him as he has an arm wrapped around you is just POETRY, or when youre not with him,, maybe you went to get yourself a drink,, you looking back to wheres he just watching you,, you giving him this soft ass smile and his enamorado ass just flashing you a smile back, eyes lit up with that small glint and all ayy no  le da orgullo al cabron that hes the one youre with :))) or in this second example,, having those video game dates :( because we’ve seen that being consistent with him because in s1 he has going crazy on that retro ass game and in s3 he had his little console :( and ughhh i just couldnt help but almost cry at the thought of him wanting to play video games with you as a date :((( the two of you having the loudest but friendly arguments that it echoes around the house as you play against the other,, a shit ton of snacks dispersed all around the floor of the two of you as you both are solely focused on getting the upper hand on the other, smiles on your faces as you both sit next to eachother on the ground probably from how intense it could get,, the two of you probably sabotage the other in a friendly way just to hear the other scream as one of you gets closer to first place  ay no i cry at that thought because those are definitely going to be core memories <like even the juniors probably even join in when they come around> :(  or even on example #3,,, the thought of having dates over at the others house,, and just cuddled up like,, him laying back with you sitting in between his legs, your back to his chest, curled into him and just watching like ,,,, cartoons :( probably with even more snacks spread out all over the place,,, the volume of the tv damn near filling up the whole house, both of your laughters following after when something happens on the tv, im sorry yall i cry to all of this because its just small moments or even big moments are the biggest thing for him when it comes to you,, doesnt matter as long as hes with you and youre both having fun :(((( se enamora mas mi niño bye (also im totally not listening to ojitos lindos by bad bunny and bawling my eyes out because that is my bebes song that describes what imagine him being for you his nena :((( )

benjamin: 

slow mornings yalL SLOW MORNINGSSSSSSS with benjamin,,,,, allow me to sob but explain because i just get so sentimental and soft around this man, i love him and cherish him but wow,,, now i know you all can tell hes a puntual type of man,, hes never late to shit,, hes on time about everything and i just feel like he likes to be busy doing things all the time so much that he never catches a break because then he would have a breakdown if he even just sits back for once so :))) the thought of you being the cause for a slow morning once for him that unravels his want to do them from then on just :( sets me,,,, and while slow mornings with him i can picture things like maybe just the two of you cuddling in bed,, getting breakfast sent up to the two of you as you just bask in eachother presence :(( or something like the two of you watching the other get ready,,, dropping kisses on eachother every time you pass eachother in the bedroom,, him on his part slacking tf off when he watches you simply brush your hair out or just pick out something for the day to wear when youre just wearing his shirt:( because he definitely just stares at you longingly/lovingly and him def coming up behind you to hug you and just kiss you ughh these are most definitely not off the table but for todays focus,, i just want to say something and start us out on how we got to that stage because  like dont you dare say to me otherwise that he doesnt sleep without touching some part of you or holding you,,, because the generic type of sleep i see him getting is either when youre sleeping on his chest :( or him spooning you from behind and holding you from when he sleeps and shuts his eyes to until he wakes up and has to go ya know,,, and :( i just imagine him waking up before you,, his hair being a big tangled mess, he would have an arm under you to keep you from rolling off his chest :(,, his other hand might be holding yours thats resting on his chest :( im - him just breathing in a deep breath from where he has his face buried into your hair :(,, giving you a small kiss on the top of your head as he just gives you these soft h e a r t eyes as he stares down at your sleeping form :((( stop no one look at me,, and i just imagine him doing like a deep sigh because he lowkey wouldnt want to leave the bed or you,, :((( but him either way, slightly moving out of bed,, but at the slowest rate possible because he doesnt want to wake you up :((( and ughhh him already feeling bad once he feels your arm tighten around him,, youre doing a long sigh signifying your waking up :( and ay no as soon as you open your eyes youre met with his sorry ones :( and your voice asking him where hes going his ass is already sitting hismelf back down telling you he has to go :( but me and him would be lying if he wouldnt go back in bed with you if you asked him,, and omg, i cant because the way you would quite literally tug him back down,, you groggily looking up at him con esos ojitos :( asking him another 30 minutes wont hurt him,, you bet hes smiling down at you and laying down again :(( not even worrying if those 30 minutes turn into an hour as long as youre happy and keep him in place :((( i just- wow this mf turns into a puddle when it comes to you i dont know

kitty: 

now heh i wasnt exactly targeting something exact for him, but i just fell into the mood in wanting to write something for him right now in these blurbs and i just went with what came to mind on the spot which is making out :))) because he def gives off that vibe of wanting to be attached to your lips constantly it’s almost something everyone has to be prepared to walk into when they’re looking for either of you two at some point in time but also because i just want to imagine some soft shit like this where neither of you have to do more other than kissing if you dont feel like it,, its just a way of outing your love for the other by kissing :( a physical thinggg ya know? but either way i imagine the way hes still giving you those ojitos :( , small smile on his face when he leans back away from you just to gaze upon you :( ughh and honestly i wouldn’t be surprised if it’s one of the essential building blocks in your relationship with him im sorry,,, because get this, im just imagining him sitting on the couch, slouched back, with you on top of him :) both of you fully clothed just slightly messy,,, his hands having trouble focusing if they want to rest on your ass or wander up your back, your own hands moving away from his chest :) to hold the side of his face :) the both of you probably having these irresistible smiles as you try to keep kissing the other but instead little breathless giggles keep escaping from the both of you ugh im sorry but :( the thought of him moving one of his hands to cup the side of your face when you both slightly lean away from the other and just stupidly smile as you both look at the other,, a light warmth spreading across both of your faces and cheeks from how close you both were,,, the intimacy of it all making you both go on a high and just want to keep your kissing session going,, him having literal soft he a rt eyes as he just stares up at you :( his other arm securing you even closer to him and his voice coming out lightly and scratchy like “te amo bebe” :(((( bye no one touch me right now 

barron: (***nsfw)

now listen up my barron fuckers   i was going to do a whole soft blurb type of thing right now for him but i know some of you guys are probably on the edge of hitting me across the face for taking my dandy ass time on his nsfw hc,, so im gving you all a small dose today just to tame some hairs alright? alright cool,, because doggy style? is our topic for today and it just  almost screams his name off for me on this topic,, because for one, it’s a rough and dominant vibe that goes along with him just right that it will guarantee to make you lose all common sense and make you sore for the next week but also secondly ,,it gives him a view of being able to see your whole body from behind :) with your ass up in the air :) your hands digging into the material underneath you as youre on all fours :)) him having a death grip on your hips as he pumps into you,,, him def pushing your head back down onto the pillows by tangling his hand into your hair if you start to come up just so he can have that arch for you :)) and ughhh i dont know the thought of you moving one of your hands above you to just grip the sheets as he has you in that position,, your other hand :) coming to lay itself on top of one of his hands on your hip :)) threading your fingers through his and just tightening your grip onto his as he pumps into you in that rough and steady pace ugh,, you :) moving your head to the side and looking over your shoulder at him :) moans spilling past your lips as you scrunch your face together,,, throwing a small smile his way from the way hes making you feel hnnngg,,, omg him leaning his frame over you :)) one of his hands coming to hold your hand thats above your head on the sheets,, his other hand thats threading with yours just guiding you down to touch your swollen clit :) him helping you apply the right amount of pressure that it gets your eyes to roll back as he continues to thrust into you at an angle now,, fuuuc- him biting along that part of your skin where your shoulder meets your neck, just breathing heavily into your ear as your lewd moans continue to come out of you uncontroablly im sorry for this wow 

arturo: (***nsfw)

yeeeeeahhhhh :) giving you 3 total arturo fuckers a taste as well  because he is a  car sex type of beat and im sorry because his pinshes camisas wangas get me , if you know you know,, :)) like you running your hand over his chest underneath hiss shirt as youre on top of him :) neither of you separating from this make out session between the two of you,, the heavy breathing you both would be doing would not help at all but just make the windows fog up,,, him :) struggling to lift this skirt you would be wearing as youre grinding away on top of him with your legs on either side of him,, his groans encouraging you even more and your soft moans only urging him to fumble against you even more :)and  hnnnngg i cant at the thought of him bringing his lips away from yours to kiss your chest,, hurriedly moving your top away from your skin just so he can see the way your breasts spill out for him :) his hands moving to cusp your ass and lift your hips up :) letting him slide into you :) him hissing out into you when he feels your nails dig into his chest :) his name rolling of your lips :) when you toss your head back slightly when you feel him bottom out :) wow his grip just roughly kneading your skin,, getting you to lightly grind your hips against his to get you comfortable :) and just slowly building momentum up until he can have you bouncing on top of him :))) him continuing to leave small marks on your chest as he thrusts up into you,,,  his eyes constantly looking up at you so he can focus on your face,,, audibly grunting out when he feels the pressure continuing to grow as you palm his chest :) your head tilting back down to look at him as you begin to meet his thrusts halfway :)) your entire face just scrunching up as you start to become more and more desperate and youre not sure if its because of the constant rough pumping of him and the way he just has you fucking yourself on top of him or if its because of the heat kicking up a few notches from both your heavy breathing and movements in such a confined space but either way it has you both holding the other like a damn lifeline that bound to explode any minute and i just - wow

güero:

here i go again with yet another pair-able soft topic for him,,,, god man :/ im sorry but güero and benjamin remind me of eachother so much i sometimes mix up writing ideas/topics of the two of them and i just thought i could share that to see if anyone else can relate to me because for one try and convince me otherwise this man,, mi güerito, mi hector is not the most love blinded soul that there is here,, try and tell me he is not the type of partner that is going to put you above all else simply because he’s that infatuated with you and head over heels twice in love with you,, this mf probably has a whole ass wedding plan ready by the first hour of your first date you ever had with him because he would have that sense of when he’s found his one and only :(( try to sit there and tell me he is not late for the most important or little things just because he was so caught up trying to button up his dress shirt but failing to do so at the end of the bed because you were 2 feet away from him getting ready yourself or brushing your hair out because he stops all and any process he was doing simply because he was off in his own world looking at you with that soft enamorado look in his eyes that his eyes would fucking dilate because they’re cast upon you :( ,,, and if he could he would turn into a mush puddle of himself if you catch him looking and flash him a soft smile through the mirror or look over your shoulder at him and give him heart eyes back because i shake at the overwhelming feeling he would feel at that moment because his favorite person, el amor de su vida loves him back the same way he does and that makes his love for you grow every damn day :((( please convince me that he isn’t the type that when you walk into the room while he’s negotiating or talking with some of the guys about the business that he totally doesn’t just forget the conversation at hand,, let his thoughts run off into emptiness and simply just let his eyes zone in on you because you take his breath away it physically hurts his heart to tear his eyes away from you,, his tesoro de su vida :( or that he won’t just drop whatever conversation or task at hand whenever he hears you call his name out because if he’s going to listen to you and help you with whatever problem or question you have, he should give you his 101% attention with that soft low voice of his going “aqui estoy, que paso mi amor” while bringing his hand out to hold yours and guide you towards him so you stand in between his legs :(((,, allowing you the option of you want to sit on his lap so he can wrap his arm around you,, the everlasting longing look in his face if you reach your other hand out and caress the side of his face omg it would make him feel like you gave him the literal tierra y mar to make a planet out of love for you and i crY i absolutely literally bawl to him ayy no GÜEY CALLENSE ill stop here because i have a feeling i could go on for a good hot hour if i continue for my soft bebe :(

miguel angel:

mmmm this man too,, it’s been a hot minute since ive acknowledged him and it’s only because recently i saw an old gif set of him,, and i just couldn’t help but feel incapacitated because i saw that teasing glint in his eyes that he sometimes has and aughh,,,, so for todays focus i wanted to zero in on reassurance because this man would lowkey be a whore for it since he has so many walls built around him, but also because there’s a lot of ways this can go about and i feel vulnerable just thinking about it with him,,, like on exhibit a . i can imagine this going down when he’s doing those business meetings but over dinner type of setting you know? like it could be him stressing over it, or him on the edge of lashing out over some dumb shit his business partner just slipped out,, but i just imagine you :( discreetly moving your hand under the table, gently placing your hand on his thigh or even moving to hold his hand on top of the table like it’s a normal pda thing but for him it’s everything,, but either way when it comes from you it has this calm manner that you wash over him that it just automatically makes his temper go away and be at ease because youre right there with him acting like his personal rock, something I’ve always connected with him when he’s in a relationship :( and this would be one of those examples :( because i just imagine him letting his physical tension go away at that second and glance over at you and it’s like everything wrong just goes away in that second :( i dont know man i just im soft for that type of feeling :( or take exhibit b. as another way i can see this, like you know those times where we sometimes see him panicking before he has to do some big negotiation that could change the business ? yeah , i can just picture something where he’s just waiting for the seconds that feel like hours to him , to count down until he has to leave, but he’s already dressed up but he wouldn’t have his suit jacket on because he feels like the room is burning up, and it’s just so much stress that his collar of his shirt is untucked, his previously slicked back hair is slowly coming out of place, him pacing back and forth, probably muttering so much nonsense inside his head he doesn’t even notice that you walked in the room 5 minutes ago and have been staring him down, slightly worried :( and it’s not until you actually walk up to him, saying his name a bit louder while you place a hand on his shoulder to get him to stop moving that he actually comes back down to earth at that moment :( you seeing this slight panic and vulnerable look in his eyes as you smooth the worry lines over his face :( and just ,,, you giving him. this soft reassuring smile as like a quiet signal for him to blurt out whatever is on his mind (acting like his fucking rock im telling you) :( and youre just fixing him up again, straightening his shirt to look as sharp as ever, smoothing back his hair as you just listen to him and give him some slight encouragement that there’s nothing to worry about :( he’s just overthinking shit and omg i cant because i just imagine this soft loving ass look he’s shooting you with when he hears your soft voice speak back to him, fixing him up better than ever and you don’t even know, you have not a single clue just how much your apoyo and even just the small little things you do help him in more ways than one and just :( you give him the need to push but also be the person for him to let his worries out to with no shame and just breathe for once and i just i love that im sorry yall

enedina:

hahaaa surprise yallll, i actaully decided and braved up to write some words for her today and I’m going to see for the first time if it all works out, so naturally for me so i can feel comfortable and build up from here, we’ll start small, and i wanted to begin with something similar like miguel angel, but platonically and sibling-like for mi reina today,, because oooO the thought of being siblings and having this special bond with her put me in a mood, because when i think of you being siblings with her and how she carries herself,, she definitely ends up reflecting all of that attitude and confidence down onto you,, who she looks at like her hermanita/o no matter what age you reach,, you will always be her bebe who she looks over but makes her right hand man in anything and everything,, so getting quite to the point and cutting things briefly before i make a whole ass essay on being siblings with dina and what adventures that brings i want to set some examples because what does being her right hand mean? what does being her person to lay back on and talk about everything that comes to mind with? :( not only does it mean the two do you are always around eachother like a package duo,,, but it means that she’s always talking aloud everything to you, no matter if it’s the business, what she did last night, or the most random shit but she’s always speaking freely to you and you right back at her :( *special bonding moment sorry* and im sorry to take quite a turn here, :((( but :( that scene where she’s just absolutely devastated when she lost claudio :( not talking to anyone at all :( it doesn’t mean she shuts you out :( because :( you know how i said that her personality def rubbed off on you ? :( it means youre quite fuckkng stubborn when it comes down to shit like this with her,,, that youre the only one she actually lets in :( like I’m imagining you sneaking into her room in the early morning after it all happened :( giving her the tightest hug :( and just letting her break down into you :( and like you know when she’s watching her wedding tape back again? and she’s crying :( i imagine she would be laying her head in your lap :( hugging you :( while she has your arms wrapped around her, just quietly comforting her :( being her rock :( and it just feels like a refresher almost because she knows she doesn’t have to talk at all with you, because you would know her so well, and know how to comfort her at the right temperature until she’s ready :( and ughhh yeah :( i dont know :(

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protective headcannon: ismael "mayo" zambada

a/n: based on the requested prompt:

"He said what to you?!" and "He won't hurt you again, I promise." and probably tw for like insinuating dv

"He said what to you?!" Mayo's voice boomed over the phone, you could almost hear the way his vein in his neck buldges with anger. "Please, Mayo, not now" you whimper back at him. Truly, you didn't know what came over you to call your ex in this situation. It was almost like muscle memory, you felt unsafe and maybe you unconsioucly knew only one person could restore that feeling within you. "Just..." "I'll be right there, mija" Knees up against your chest, you sat in the center of your bed focusing on your trembling breath. When you hear the front door unlock, you take a unintended breath of relief. Only one other person had a key to your home, and it was times like this when you were thankful you never got that key back. "Que chingados" Mayo murmurs to himself, stepping over the broken dishes and things thrown around the floor, before calling out to you. He turns the knob to your bedroom slowly and only peaks in, as if to reassure you it was really him. But once he saw you curled up, his stomach dropped nearly running to your side. The way you at first flinch away from his touch made him sick to his stomach at the thought of what you had gone through. What he had allowed to happen to you by pushing you away. "Mirame, soy yo, mi amor" Mayo said in a low and slow tone as he reached out his hand to which you immediately leaned your head against, nearly climbing in his lap once he settled on the bed. "Did he touch you?" he questioned after a moment of silence as he gently rocked you as he held you against his chest. "He just " you groan motioning to the door where the reminents of the fight you had hid behind, as if still trying to defend them. "He touched you?! He touched you" the difference in Mayo's breathing was apparent, noticing how much work he had to put in to calming himself down. "Sabes que, I'll be back" he starts to say as he stands but you grab his arm in protest, shaking your head meekly. "You can't leave me... you can't leave me again", he wears the way his heart broke into a million pieces on his sleeve. Nodding his head, he places a kiss on your forehead before insisting he steps out to make a call. As if he needed to hide what his intentions were from you. "'sta bueno, te lo encargo" he orders over the phone before coming back to lay on the bed, pulling you onto him with little hesitation. "He won't hurt you again, I promise" Mayo murmures, caressing your thumb against your cheek "I'm a man of my word, and when I said I'll love you forever, I meant it."

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being the arellano baby and being into ismael "mayo" zambada would include (pt.2 : the wedding)

an: i heard yall wanted some more mayo and the arellano-felix little sister shit to read

okay so my last post ended with the beginning of the wedding, dressed in that red bridesmaid dress, mayo looking at you like you're his bride

all that shit

i just imagine your sisters had the best time dolling you up, making you wear a dress that hugs you and you wouldn't have chosen for yourself in a million years

anyways

but i am just imagining this cute wholesome sister scene of all the sisters dancing to como la flor and dina spinning you around :(((

benjamin and ramon are looking at you with heart eyes knowing that it is lit going to kill them to have to give you away

like they already have these emotions coming up when they have to give their older sister away imagine their fucking baby

while i see mayo standing against a wall, sipping on a drink, eyes just watching you in complete adoration like he's looking at you like you can't be fucking real

just staring, can you imagine like guero having to nearly knock his ass over to get him out of his trance i just the "oye que tienes mayo" and him turning, blinking slowly then trying to brush him off with his cool composure

and as mayo is talking to guero, trying to keep his composure with his eyes still lingering on you giggling with your sisters

and benjamin, he might be some conservative prude butt of an older brother but he is astute

he's followed mayo's gaze already and he knew it was locked on you and knowing that this may be his way in... his way to drawing mayo in

is benjamin going to use you to get to mayo... he couldn't use his baby sister but is he sure as hell going to take advantage of that look in his eyes, fuck yeah

during dinner, i imagine you floating around the party; it's a who's whos of government officials and anyone who was anyone in tijuana

and sure you may claim to not have a role to play in your family exactly, you know you're the face they like to play

floating around, hugging people, kissing them on the cheek, having everyone tell you how beautiful you look and how they can't wait to be at your wedding

imagine someone saying that, looking up and locking eyes with mayo who has been lingering closer and closer to you trying to find a natural opportunity to talk to you

looking down, flustered and thanking them before trying to find a place to lay low... mayo is starting to swoop in walking towards you taking this deep breath

and then fucking intercepted, that's when benjamin comes up to mayo nearly blocking and like leading him away

that's when they start having that join tijuana conversation and it isn't going benjamin's way and that's when they start playing the music to get people on the dance floor

picture with me soft luis miguel music because ouch my heart

this isn't a coincidence, benjamin has gone over the schedule to this wedding a million times and while he's not going to use you, he knows you and your tendencies

like clock work, you come flying towards benjamin, pulling on his elbow begging for him to take you to dance before blushing because you've failed to notice who exactly he's talking to

i'm screaming benjamin being like "perdoname, mi reina, not right now. i needed to go talk to someone but" him motioning to mayo being like "can you actually do me a favor and take nena to dance, she's never going to forgive me if she doesn't get to dance"

and now there's the you looking up at him moment, this fucking butterfly excitement moment and mayo is like forgetting he was even talking about business, flustered hasta la madre

okay but then why am i picturing this being fucking ruined by ramon

because benjamin is seeing that this is an "in" for the business and fucking ramon is SEETHING at his table because all he sees is this fucker trying to get at his baby sister

while you're walking over to benjamin, he's already barking his order to the juniors

"don't let the fucker touch her, i want you guys on her all night. ay pero no so pasan shingado"

before mayo can reach out to you fucking kitty is wrapping his arm around you like "amonos bebe, what are you just doing here standing", not even acknowledging mayo's existance

you're like what the fuck, mayo is feeling these fucking bubbling jealous feelings

and benjamin fucking whips his head around to look at ramon like WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM and ramon is looking at benjamin like what is your FUCKING PROBLEM THE UFUCK

i missed this lol

#el mayo x reader #ismael el mayo zambada #benjamin arellano felix #ramon arellano felix

[narcosmx]

being the arellano baby and being into ismael "mayo" zambada would include

got covid after nearly 3 years of dodging sick children and watched narcos mexico all over again... as you do

anyways here we are again with my absolute obsession with being in the arellano-felix family

the stranglehold this family has on me is absolutely astonishing

okay but hear me out, being ramon's T W IN

T W I N

and this could go one of two ways; being ramon's literal identical, his partner in cirme, the moment when the both of you get this twinkle in your eye everyone in tijuana should be afraid

oR OR OR the complete opposite like ramon is like looks like a cinnmaon roll, would kill you and you're the is a cinnamon roll is a cinnamon roll one

completely and utterly seperated from the family business, don't want to get you involved until ...

okay so i am going to go with the being the opposite to ramon, being the sweet as pie, doe eyed, glue to this family... the apple of benjamin's eye and ramon's light and acknowledgement that he could be better you're basically the same person anyways

i am just imagining that scene in season 2 when ramon is walking around listening to his cd player or walkman or whatever

and you doing the same thing bopping to some fucking early luis miguel and dancing through the house

GOD YOU BRING SO MUCH LIGHT INTO THIS HOME

preppy fresa princess

so it's not like they kick you the fuck out when business is happening, you're around and moving through life but listening... always listening

when people come around for business you observe and notice people, usually don't peak your interest they don't get more than a kiss on the cheek and a faint smile before you skip off bringing a levity to situations that benjamin would always take advantage of

until you see this ruggedly handsome man making his way through tijuana

can you just imagine with me if you will, coming down the staircase in the arellano-felix home, just your polished pretty self and you walk through the corridor of the dinning room and see someone new sitting at the dinning room table

you giving him this curious doe eyed look with a soft smile and mayo getting all nervous kill me

he like gets to his feet real fast, takes off his hat and bows his head a little like "buenos dias, herm

osa" and he's just looking at you like you're an absolute gem literally like this delicate little flower

and benjamin walks in and is like "mayo, mi hermanita. nena, mayo" and you literally have to snap out of your little trance and walk over to mayo to give him your customary kiss on the cheeck and i just him holding your hand loosly when you come over to kiss him

HIM KISSING THE BACK OF YOUR HAND lightly before you scamper off mostly in embarrassment because you couldn't squeak a word out

ramon coming up behind you giving you a knowing look as you communicate in pure twin telepathy, averting your eyes immediately because if you don't literally he will read your mind

crying at you muddling around the kitchen, wandering around pretending to do something as you walk past the walkway to the dinning room every 5 minutes to look at mayo and exchange these little smiles :( :(

you making something for them fucking idk why im imagining you making something like your abuelas agua de melon and bringing it over to them

and bringing it over all excited and benjamin is just doing that soft adoring smile, ramon is like fuck yeah aguas frescas and and mayo just whispers "gracias, princesa"

i just i just at the end of the meeting when they're saying goodbyes, you pop in and are like "benja, you invited mayo to dina's wedding right ?" batting eyelashes

benjamin being like oh yeah yeah come celebrate with us

and and you come to say goodbye to mayo and you're giving him a kiss on the cheek and he's like "nos vemos pronto, mi angel"

and you're left standing like heart eyes

and i'm dying, enedina coming up being you and being like "close your mouth, mija, you'll let flies in" and tickling your sides because twin telepathy may be a thing but your older sister knows you better than you know yourself

and so now the wedding you've been buzzing about for the past like year is now all you can freaking think about because you get to see mayo again and maybe steal a second away from your brothers

listen, the wedding day, you're walking down the aisle as one of the bridesmaids and you're like not so sneakily looking for mayo good lord

he flashes you the sweetest smile, he's looking at you like your his fucking bride and i

you turn redder than the dress you're fucking wearing

for the first time in a long time your like can we get this over with so we can fucking party

and and next time i'll write a whole mayo at the wedding thing and i ahh

#ismael el mayo zambada #narcos mexico #narcos mexico fanfiction #narcos mexico imagine #el mayo x reader #benjamin arellano felix #ramon arellano felix

[thesolotomyhan]

ismael “el mayo” zambada and ramon arellano felix both being into you would include

a/n: :)))))))))) asi es asi es,, my “too lazy to edit” ass is back again and who knew i would find it in myself to complete this fic?? but al fin here i am,, wringing my hands shyly because i have zero clue if i actually did this right but i like how it turned out? and i had so much fun writing this and wow - i hope you guys like it ? also this mf is sitting at 5k+ words and im so sorry for that - alright thats it i think,, bye for now <3

righTTT SOOo i have had many- like a good many handful of you guys asking me about love triangles a while back right?

and i did say on more than one occasion that i would start writing/take a quick stab at said love triangles

and thats how i ended up here and :)  who better than to toss my golden man de mayo out here again but with your beloved ramon included (which has been requested even more than the fingers on my hand lol ) so here we gooo

and just to lay out my grounding out here- when i imagine this love triangle between these two men ,,,

i have to fucking make myself clear and state you wouldn’t- would not in whatever sense/loophole you may find- be in a romantic/ESTABLIShed relationship with either of them in the beginning therefore that means roughout this hc as well ,,, so get that shit out of your heads for this joyride respectfully :)

because that’s the fun in this shit,, you aren’t either of theirs but that’s exactly what makes them push themselves even harder to win you over and be smug af about it in the end towards the other with who ever you may end up choosing >:)

and UGH H H can i just say with my hyperactive brain right now - I just,,,, i get this feeling blooming in me everytime i come to think about these love triangles because the thought of the constant trying of persons a and b wanting - no NEEDING- to one up the other to get person c’s affection and attention gives me so much life i cant -

because am i right or am i right? like the thought of one day one of them getting your whole attention and loVE for the next few hours while the other is just brooding and throwing daggers of fire in their eyes to the other guy as they observe them making you laugh and be happy is such a TROPE I LOVE TO IMAGINE jealousy with no strings attached yet is such a vibe sorry 

and even more so when i come to think of ramon and mayo- two very different guys who approach this in such different ways- 

like even down to separate ways of reacting to this whole thing may i add and i just i cant,, my heart beats for them in this specific scenario with them especially and specifically

and to further lay out our foundation here and finally begin with this desmadre,, i would love to lead you all onto our first display because on one end of the paths we have going on here is ramon right?

we’ll start off with him because why not,, but also ?? its kind of essential with the way i imagined this all going because the idea of you and ramon being in this friend relationship at first :)) so obviously you and ramon would be close even before you meet mayo >:)

but anyways having this unspoken love for eachother as well :) :)) that it has you both just slowly pinning over the other in silence -

like the type of shit where you would look at him in this soft way- a tiny smile on your face everytime he does some dumb shit or is talking to one of his siblings :((( but looking away everytime his eyes come back to meet yours UGHH AND

HIM DOING THE SAME THING TO YOU everytime you’re not looking :(( like you talking nonstop with dina sometimes and he’s just giving you these soft hardcore hearteyes as he just zones in on you ,, everything around him seems to blur AnD omg

it would such a painful fuvking experience to witness all the time for his siblings to watch when they observe the two of you because neither of you EVEr make the first move-

it’s just this oh so slow dance the two of you do,,  it would be such an elephant in the room for everyone except the two of you that youre in love with one another because i just know- I KNOW you both probably always brush it off whenever someone says something about it because-

:(( neither of you :(( want to ruin the close relationship:(( the two of you have :(( like i can imagine enedina or even francisco asking ramon when he’s planning on asking you out because “esta enamorado” but :(( him always saying some shit like “no- es que no creo que ella me gusta a mi en esa manera” :(((((

and you saying something so similar whenever dina asks you about it AND IT HuRTS TO SEE but also so damn frustrating because you both would be so ignorant to the feelings when they are right in plain site in front of you both

wOw so in conclusion for ramon you would have this best friend relationship with unsaid feelings that is just ON THE CUSP OF BECOMING SOmething more :(( something lleno de amor but you two are too dumb to say shit

but :)))) on the other side of this path :)))) you have mayo :))) who you just met :)))

un pinshe caballeroso hombre tha t is actually not afraid to act on those said feelings

and ay no you know what is so shitty about this mf’s timing for ramons end?? that mayo recuperates your feelings right off the bat so there is an obvious connection of love between you two and its so much more obvious between you both that you actually notice mayo likes you and omg -

its exactly what mayo does and is doing that gets you in this situation in the first place because youre over here “getting your heart broken” over ramon because you dont know if he likes you the way you like him even tho its so damn obvious

and :)) then you run into mayo :)) who is just not hiding any feelings from you,, its so out in the open its what causes you to get closer to him and :))) feel like someone actually likes you :)) because you can see with the way mayo looks at you everytime and >:)))

ugh im sorry but just the thought of ramon???  este pinche morro that is such a ball of emotions (that is the definition everytime i even think about this mf sorry) in the span of 2 minutes if you give it to him like omg- am i wronG ??? NO I’m just speaking on what’s true

like take a minute here and just imagine- imagine with me the way he would react when realizes the one girl he likes so much he even considers cleaning up all his flaws for and settle down for - has un pretendiente ,,, that someone else other than him intends to conquistarte,, or in his mind take you away from him,,and ay no 

este cabron will move dirt and air just to make sure that doesnt happen because he would be so damn celoso and would be causing all the damn drama in this love triangle im sorry

but UgH ok moving on sort of ,, where did you meet mayo you may ask? i  will take you on this short trip real quick because you know what i imagine??

you probably meeting mayo somehow - someway when you’re out and about in tijuana running an errand or something-

or maybe ,,, maybe he even gets to first meet you :)) when he comes over to the arellanos house to discuss about their business :))) and that’s :)) where he sees you :))

because i like to imagine since the idea of you knowing ramon before knowing mayo is that it all came from this idea i thought of,,  imagining ,, you being a family friend you know?? ,,,

like maybe dina’s best friend or something but it just kind of wraps you into the family business which would connect to you being around the house multiple times it’s not even a rare sight for any of mons siblings to see you around :))

and its obvious from then on you become friends with ramon too :))

but anyways maybe let’s just say for the drama :))) youre chatting with enedina because benjamin would be talking with mayo :)))))

 and that’s when that poetic/storytelling idea of your wandering eyes comes to meet mayos while he stares at you :)))) his little smirk he gives you,, throwing you all these pinches miraditas every chance he gets when you look over at him,,

el pinche ramon during this whole time was staring off into space watching you with these little hearteyes because youre here,,, :) but then :) he sees you all of a sudden timidly smiling over enedinas shoulder,, someone that is def not him since he hasnt made his presence known and hes obviously not in the direction you seems to be looking off to

and :) thats when he lets his eyes follow your line of eyesight and see mayo- el pinshe mayo giving you the exact same smirk and all and omg

right at that moment ramon ?? doesnt even know- he cant even begin to process whatever the fuck he just witnessed between you two ?? 

because this was the very first time you and mayo essentially met even tho no words/first greetings were said so ?? how can you even give this mf a smile- a smile that you would always be giving mon and i - i just cant

and i am just sitting here imagining ramon thinking and just replaying that moment for the longest,, just attempting to brush it off as you probably just being nice and thats the end of it,, that his brain is just making things up when he even begins to think about you taking an interest in mayo y ayy no

but now after establishing this fine grounding i want to direct you all back to why we are here,, and i was just thinking,, going over different scenarios and such on why/where this love triangle begins to truly kick off

and :)) you know :)) what type of angsty/heart racing/“wrenching” idea came to me about this whole love triangle between them and you?—

the mere idea of ramon having this unsaid “label/advantage” towards you about this bs of “i saw her first therefore you have no damn right to take her from me”

bECAUSE WOW I COULD NOT EVen stop myself from imagining this rage/sadness this emotional mf would feel when he cant deny it anymore that mayo actually does like you

like oomg- the pure sight of seeing mayo truly taking this interest in you and ramon not only seeing that but ?? the fact that he sees you respONDING TO HIM ?? even after all this time ramon has had the biggest stupidest crush on you

like it just makes him so agitated he would not hesitate to break something to mimic his heart shattering in this very instant-

like after all this time ramon ?? In his mind thinking he was being outspoken on him liking you ?? BUT THEN HE SEE THIS SHIT and just how smoothly and easily mayo talks you up its just makes me want to scream until i break a vocal cord -

oh god- im just so sorry right now but its just that very idea,, of ramon having been pinning after you in the most dumbest/not very straightforward way,, even benjamin is like ?? ‘are you trying to drive her away?’ -

to just for mayo to come in out of nowhere and steal your attention away breaks him in more ways than one and wow-

its just the fact that mayo can easily talk his way with you from the very moment he went hearteyes on you 

while ramon,, this in love morrito,, feeling like hes in this helpless position because he doesnt even know where to begin with communicating how much he loves you so its straight forward to you gives me such A RUSH and i am signing my name down onto a deathbed for it-

and i just about lose it when i imagine this aggressive build up between ramon and mayo when they realize they both like you and the whole build up leading to the competition fully kicking off between them because of the constant attempts the both of them do to try and win you over giVES ME SO MUCH LiFe and ADRENaline i cannot even begin to form my words right to you all right now and im so sorry

and as i just said i feel like this whole thing would be a somewhat subtle build up in the beginning between the both of them,, like they know they both like you just from the simple interactions they both do and they way they even look at you

its kind of the first thing they notice right away ? that theyre not the only one trying to win you over -

and i feel like it just spirals from there,, they both are just going to one up the other the best way they can to gain your attention

and i just want to say you know what the first thing that popped up into my mind?? the way they would both react in a somewhat similar way but yet oh so differently when you tell them you cant go with them because youre busy with the other that same day wowW

like the thought of seeing this dark cloud forming in their eyes that is just full of anger and jealousy when either of them ask you to go out with them that same day only for you to say you cant because youre already going on a date with the other just brinGS ME TO My knees in sorry

and as i stated before they both would have different ways of reacting so now without further ado ill be showing you the first exhibit now-

and to start off with ramon,, i can just imagine this as some random day of the week,, him having this happy look on his face,,

his energy through the roof of just being content for once,, just his whole day already feeling like its going to be the best even before its over because :))

he hears you talking with dina somewhere :)) and hes already planning on asking and taking you out somewhere because he hasnt seen you since like last week because maybe youve been with mayo out and about :) getting closer :)) 

but ramon finally deciding to shoot his shot :) in his mind knowing you wont say no because he already has that advantage with you that i was talking about :)))) 

and ramon just wants a bit of your time because he misses you and he just cant get the words out to you so he just hopes this date he wants to take you on finally gives him the courage to say what he wants to say to you

and ugh - he just he knows if he doesnt move his ass sooner it will all be for nothing,, so :) when he gets the chance to get you all alone and ask you,, he feels right,, like theres no way youll say no

but he fucking knows,, he knows as soon as he sees your smile falter just as he gets the words out,, 

he wont like what you have to say because when you say “es que- no puedo mon, ismael me invito a salir con el, perdoname” all he hears is the ringing in his ears,, his face faltering as well,, him feeling his fists beginning to ball into tight fists and just looking away from you all frustrated but trying not to lash out when he registers what you said -

and i can just imagine him trying to act calm like it doesnt affect him at all but you know him,, you know how his body language reacts to things when he doesnt show it in his face and you can just tell hes on the verge of lashing out 

but before you can make it up to him or ask for like a raincheck hes already turning away from you,, jaw fuvking clenched, shoulders squared and just giving you a short but angry response like “no te preocupes, esta bien, vete con ese cabron si quieres” and oh my god,,,

he would be the one to make it known he hates seeing you go out with someone else,,

he just doesnt let it out for some reason instead he just lashes out and accidentally lets you know how emotional/angry he gets whenever you tell him you cant go out with him because youre already going with someone else y ayy no it would be so different to how mayo reacts because ill lead you now onto the second example here

i imagine the same thing going down with you and mayo,, like maybe just one day you bumping into him randomly or him coming to see you,, ready to ask you to come out with him somewhere in fuvking sinaloa because he wants to show you something -

but right when he finishes up and sees you nervously looking away,, searching for words to tell him,, hes already accepting the “no” about to slip from your lips and he can just feel the pang and hurt when you say “no voy a poder ismael, ramon me ofrezco llevarme a un lugar ese dia, perdon”

but instead of him directly showing you how “jealous” he is of ramon taking you somewhere,, he just nods his head in understandment,,, giving you a small smile and going “no te precoupes, todo esta bien, puedes salir con quien sea” :)) just not letting you feel bad about it

but really on the inside this mf is fuming that you would rather go with ramon than with him,, omg hes just the type to be the silent one,, not showing you how it affects him and lashing it out and wow ok

and i just - after presenting this little scenario between your interactions with them and how it affects the other with their bad timings they both would have when youre already going out with the other on a date just represents how i feel like they would react so differently and drastically

because as i said,, ramon would react in such an outspoken way,, always giving you the cold and harsh shoulder/reaction whenever he tries to ask you out but you tell him you cant because of mayo -

he just cannot seem to control his emotions enough to keep them in check in front of you and you definitely notice all the time he does it,,, 

ramon is just overall the downright emotional one in all of this

meanwhile with mayo i feel like he does have a reaction but it passes within the second that you barely/dont even notice it came across his face you know? hes the subtle one in contrast to ramons ass

because like i said when the time comes for him to ask you out on a date but ramon beat him to it,,, i just imagine this dark look pass in his eyes the moment you tell him and he becomes a bit tense in his spot,, but -

it all just passes over in the next second like it doesnt affect him at all since he just settles in giving you this small smile thats obviously not a genuine one but it covers al his emotions and hes just like “esta bien mi reina, pa’la otra no?”

and its just a much more reassuring reaction i would say since he doesnt make you feel bad about it even tho on the inside hes just burning to slam onto ramon for taking your time away from him and AUGHH i love this whole thing so much sorry

and for the longest of time,, this whole thing of them competing for taking you out before the other is such a regualr occurance and is happening every damn week 

and everytime somehow the both of them topping this date with the last one you had just continues like a back and forth game -

and just to add in another point here,,,, they would obviously have a different outlook in their style/vibe of dates you know?

like oh my goddd ,, im soRRy here but its just the thought of imagining ramon being the more desperate one in this whole scenario ??

just because of the fact hes apasionado but also the dread of this whole overall feeling he has because ?? why cant he just tell you he likes you ?? hes already been friends with you for the longest so whats wrong with him ??? and augh

meanwhile i can just picture mayo being the more laid back one,,, the one to not even drop a sweat in this whole process even when he finds out ramon likes you too?

just because i can imagine mayo being the type to focus entirely on woo’ing you within the first 5 minutes he has your attention/takes you out

and on the opposite spectrum ramon is over here being a chaotic mess with himself just thinking in his head how if he can fill up your schedule with these random ass dates he’ll have for you , it will give him the bigger hand over mayo since he wont be able to even get a chance to see you

like if you cant already see what im trying to say with that,,, its really just this big difference with their methods in dates with you ,,

because mayo is def the quality over quantity type of guy where he is without a doubt- a stress fucking free zone/vibe where hes pouring all these emotions and details from the most minimal to the most noticeable ways to get you to fall for him

hes into that detallista ,,, caballeroso mode where he would literally make himself remember all the shit you mention even if its just a a small side comment you make,,, he memorizes or should i say engraves that into his head to remember ,,

because all i can imagine is him knowing your favorite things/antojos like the back of his hand,, like if you mentioned you liked vasos de fruta or if you were craving one

hes over here with this dumbass smile,,, waiting for you like “mira lo que te traje, mi reina” just todo a tus pinches servicios ok? ok

but meanwhile ramons anxious ass gives me the quantity over quality type in this situation ,,, the exact flipped opposite from mayo because i feel like his thinking in this makes him believe that the more time he can be with you is the best way to get you to fall for him,, ,,

and im not saying ramon isnt being detallista,, he for sure is, but in a much more different way

hes more modernistic ya feel?? - like hes the type to be giving you jewelry and materialistic things

kind of just spoiling you with the most finest things this mf can find because :) his princesa :) deserves :) only the :) first class- top of the line of things :)))) and he lives by that y wow heh

and it just progresses from there, this whole dance keeps going back and forth so much that ,, your feelingssss for the both of them grow eachtime you spend time with one of them until you realize ??? that you actually like both them ??

ramon because youve always been around him,, and youve just always had harbored feelings for him but you never said anything because ? what if he doesnt look at you that way -

 but now youve just come to realize he actually does feel something for you because of all the recent dates/looks hes been giving you-

but then on this other end of the spectrum,, you resulted in accepting these dates with mayo who you met later on because you had no idea if ramon liked you,, but now here you are with mayo pulling all this shit with you,, showing you como es amar a una mujer with his detailed ass y ay no

but :)))) UGH :)) no one taLK to me because >:) imagine this with me will you? like the thought :) of the both of them :)) wanting to invite you :) as their :) date to dinas wedding :))))) COULD YOU IMAGINE THe absolute desmadre ??? wow ok

now listen,,,, i am going to be biased as a mf here because i love angst to no end because :)) knowing ramons hopeless in love ass :)) hes going to be just struggling to even form the right words to say to you so you can accompany him as his date to his sisters wedding because??

that would be such a step up in his relationship with you right?? and even more when he can gain even more points in his mind to beat mayo in winning you over -

so really in his mind hes just imagining how him inviting you to be with him to celebrate EL AMOR with his sister would be this big leap to somehow get across to you , “hey i want us -me and YOU- to be up at that same altar someday with eachother, totalmente enamorados del uno a otro y nadie mas”

AnD im FUVKING SOBBIng at the fact of ramon being so happy - literally vibrating for the wedding date to come up :) because theres nothing happier than asking this day even more special for him than wathcing his hermana get married but with you by his side and wow-

but :))) can you guess where im going with all of this ?? after establishing such a heartfelt moment with your ramoncito ???

mayos :)) ass having already :))) beat ramon to the punch :)))) by taking you as his date :))))) because i just know this smug cockblocker of a man :) would :)) have this shit laid out and ready to win at this whole scheme of winning you over :))) 

by being as romantic as possible in a fuvkin wedding ? where literal love is being celebrated :))) so ofc hes not going to let ramons “boy” ass win this time :)

but i just know - i feel it in my bones ramon would not be one to back down even if he couldnt ask you to accompany him in time because he has the heart for it,, hes not one to back down so easily when hes in love and petty :)

so even while he tries to be on his good behavior he cant help but let his eyes glance over to where you and mayo would be sitting during the ceremony in the church,, :(( 

feeling like hes getting punched in the gut watching you smile at mayo when you catch him looking at you,, or everytime he sees mayo inch closer to you to the point hes almost holding your hand :(( and omg -

ramons ass is not trying to fuck something up for dina’s big day so he just tries to look away while feeling his heart pang with hurt :(

him doing the exact same thing during the reception too,, as much as he wants to tear you away from hanging onto mayos arm,, and stop you from laughing at all these jokes hes telling you and instead make you laugh with him and not mayo he holds himself back and tries to look for a time when he can come and swoop in :(

but ramon can just feel it,, he knows if he doesnt interfere right now in these last hours the reception is going on for,, hes going to lose you to mayo,, because just seeing the looks and smiles you both give eachother lets him know mayo is about to make his move on you -

because while ramon is off in the distance sulking,, and looking on at the both of you,,, :) i can just imagine during all that time,, mayo finally asking you :) out to come out with him on his pinshe boat,, him telling you about this place he wants to take you right after the wedding ends:))

and with the way hes looking at you,,, his hand on top of yours :) you can feel that this “date” isnt going to be like any of the others hes taken you out on,,, :)

and ay no ,,, you know what? ramon being the emotional man he is not about to let that happen even if he cant clearly hear what mayo is asking you :) but if he can push to make his own move in time,, then so be it because,,,

i can just imagine him abruptly getting up,, head held high,, determination clear in the way he walks over to you both :))

and i cant - because the way i imagine ramon gently placing his hand on your back :)) a smug ass cockblocking glint in his eyes as he looks over at mayo whos trying not to let the agitation out in front of you as he looks back at ramon :)))

and ramon just looking between you both and settling his eyes on you like “quieres bailar?” but :) then letting his eyes go back to mayo in a small smile like “no te molesta verdad? nomas quiero bailar una cancion con ella” :)))))

and wowW youre already moving to get up because que tiene right? its just one song while you roll the question of whether you want to accept mayos request or not :))))

and as you kind of just let that sit in your mind,,, ramon already :) has his arm around you :),, his hold quickly tightening around you it knocks you out of your trance,,, his other hand holding yours as he just leads you two into matching steps :)))

and i can just kind of feel ? in that moment ramon has you close and alone/ far away from mayo ,, hes just tossing and turning the words he wants to finally get out to you,, 

but hes just trying to get the courage to say them up because he cant fuck up this time,, not when hes this close to getting what he wants

but as hes building himself up,, youre over here nervously biting your inner cheek,, deciding what the best choice for you is ,,,

but you :) looking up when you hear ramon let out a grunt,, his hand suddenly feeling so much warmer and the small anxious look he has making you about to question him whats wrong :)

but before you can get a word out,, hes just blurting out if you want to go with him to roxanne after the wedding :) como los viejos tiempos you both you used to have :) him definitely topping it off with something like “porfavor, te extrano princesa, dejame sonarte cuanto te necesito a mi lado, vente conmigo”

and omg,,,, in that instant everything kind of comes to a complete stop,, because here you have ramon right in front of you,, holding you like a lifeline and looking at you with his ojitos todo adoloridos,, asking and waiting for your answer

but you also have mayos question you had been reflecting on,, and everything is just toppling over you now because now you have to decide,, which of the two you want to accept

and you just know,,, with either choice you make as much as you find yourself loving them both,,,

either choice will make a downfall on your relationship with the other,, a collateral damage if you will,,

Because if you decide to decide to go with mayo :) who is watching you both from afar all tensed up and brooding,, but as soon as he locks eyes with you hes softening all of his features,, giving you this look like youre giving him the whole world just by sharing a glance with him,, :)

and you can just feel youre relationship with mayo is going to blossom into something so much more if you go with him that you know ramons emotional and apasionado ass would not be able to handle it

all because elegiste a mayo and you for sure wont be sticking around tijuana when you have sinaloa with mayo

but if you chose the other path,,, with ramon ,, whos just looking at you with this pleading face,, that if you decide to go with ramon to the club :),, with all this tension thats sitting between the two of you that its bound to explode any minute,,

and there just wont be a turned leaf with your relationship with mayo,, it ends there with him meanwhile your relationship ramon gets taken through a new door - y ayy no dios mio 

all you know is that time is ticking and you can only choose one of them while your relationship with the other forever ends there- 

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[thesolotomyhan]

a/n: yeah so i don’t know what this is to be honest ????? ive been writing something else but its taking me longer than id like because i want it to be decent/special  for you guys to read ? and honestly i just thought of this on the spot just to at least fill the space that i have left you all lol but yeeh this is just some very very short random thoughts (based on 1 idea each) because i was feeling like a soft pile of mush - but uhmm have this for the small meantime pls :)))

warnings: some suggested content ? but no full on smut this time :) 

amado: (soft mornings?)

mi primer amor,,, i cant help but want to be soft for him on this fine day because there’s just something so soft and full of love it makes my heart hurt when i think about these slow and soft mornings with him,, where you both are still asleep,, limbs tangled with one another ,, as he just has you sleeping on his chest :( him being the first one to wake up (he loves being the first one up just for this specific part in the morning :(( ) and just  being able to just relish in the fact he has you here with him,, you sleeping on his chest wearing one of his shirts, with the most relaxed dream state look on your face,, one of your legs propped up around his torso,,, and his own arm having been resting on your lower back to keep you in place and he swears right there in this moment there is no place better to ever be than here,, contigo,, in your shared bed,, with his reina :( in the mornings :( as he just stares down at you feeling so content because this is what he strives to achieve - to want- everyday para siempre,, he doesnt ever want these few minutes to pass, quiere estar alli for how ever long he can get and he damn well wants this enternity so much he’s already starting to plan things out to leave behind just so he can so much more mornings and entire days filled for these kinds of moments :(( and wow :(((( i just want to say furthermore,,, i feel like he would not move,, not a single muscle away from you during these times in the mornings,, your warmth just makes it too hard for him to move away,, and the way he just adores your entire form is what ties it all together for him,, he could easily spend hours upon hours just admiring you during those moments and he finds that itch he craves for during the mornings when youre still in a deep sleep just to have his eyes wander everywhere on your face :( doesnt matter if your hair is sticking out everywhere or if youre softly snoring,, this mf loves it all :(( goodbye im so soft for him right now 

benjamin:

ayy dios mio,,, i swear dina’s wedding in s3 gave me so much to work with here on these hcs/blurbs because i am being my usual soft fuvking self and i just literally let out a quiet sob at the thought of him :(((( reminiscing his own wedding with you :(((( at dinas wedding :(((( like ay no i can just imagine when he sees the way enedina looks at claudio and him at her at the altar,,, the way this mf would get so soft and happy as he sneaks a glance at you ??? his esposa a su lado de el ???? omg someone pls hold me because the way he would start to have that mirada in his eyes like you just hung the fuvking stars for him gets me to melt on the spot,, and him with his tiny little smile as he blindly searches with one of his hands to hold yours :(((( the two of you giving eachother loving smiles when you turn to look at him as soon as you feel his hand :( because the connection you both would have is there, right at this moment beating and ugHH i cant because the two of you finding it near damn impossible to try and focus back on the wedding happening in front of you because you two just happen to get caught up in this tiny moment :((( him not letting your hand go since hes already threading your fingers together,, the skin on his hand feeling the coldness of the ring that rests on your finger that brings him the warmth in his heart :((( i cant do this im sorry but i just :( i have to mention before i finish up benjamins little blurb here but the thought :( of him not wiping that look off of his face at the reception later on :(( like him all throughout the night repeating “te amo” every chance he gets just because he feels like it :( and even though its not a rare occurrence for you to see him like this,, all enamorado como niño a la primera vez ,, he still seems to be more touchy and with the light in his eyes as he looks at you intensifying everytime his eyes land on you makes you about to question him que, que tiene when youre dancing with him :(( but then he just beats you to it when he looks back you, his arm around your waist as he leads you around like “te recuerdas cuando nos casamos tu y yo mi amor?” all with this soft look in his eyes,, literally giving you the biggest hearteyes possible as he smiles at you when he goes “ese fue el mejor dia de mi vida” all soft as you feel him hold you closer if its even possible as he just squeezes your hand,, waltzing around with you on the dancefloor,, the two of you exchanging lovesick smiles and miraditas as you answer him and reminisce it all :( im sorry i - 

mayo:

i cry just picturing him so sorry but anyways him being that whipped mf that just loves putting up going to parties just to see you all dressed up :( like :( i lowkey sob to the thought of him kind of like sulking because he has to get dressed up and put up with other people he doesnt exactly want to converse with,, so he’s just over here,, making sure he looks presentable enough but being more quiet than usual,,, him most of the time just looking up and watching you get dressed/get ready,, his gaze softening just by watching you move about :(( god im so sorry but i love the idea of him helping you zip up the back of your dress or help you put your shoes on because i know his ass would just to get the dread he’s feeling out of his system by helping you or just by watching you and him pausing all of his movements and you know that:(( so just,,,, you getting up and walking over to him,, him giving you this soft smile as he just brings you closer his hands resting on your hips,, his thumb softly rubbing smooth circles into you :(( you bringing your hands up in between you both to adjust the collar of his shirt and straighten out the top of his jacket,,, him fuvking staring down at you with these glazed eyes like he’s in his own world with just you and him :(( you just lightly going “sabes mi amor, no tenemos que ir si no quieres, nos podemos quedar aqui en la casa” your hands coming to rest in between the space where his neck meets his shoulders :(( and oh my god,,, him just shaking his head,, giving you a smile that reaches his eyes,, him leaning into your touch, one of his hands coming to hold you by your lower back, his finger playing with the fabric of your dress and just going “no, esta bien, contigo a mi lado, puedo aguantar cualquier cosa en este mundo mi reina” him :( leaning down to kiss you softly :(( the both of you intertwining your hands together and you pulling away first giving him a smile “listo?” and uGh i cant him brining your hand up to kiss it again like “ey” letting you tug him along as his gaze lingers on you :((( ay no güey

ramon:

 god- i was reminiscing that wedding hc again that i wrote for him a while back because hermoso cariño randomly came on from my playlist as i was writing the rest of the guys and i had flashbacks,, and i just have to talk about the early morning after the wedding- like post everything,, thats what came to me just now but :( just a little idea that i had popped into my brain just now,,,  because when you’re both at your honeymoon destination:( and it’s so early in the morning that the sun is just JUST barely peeking over but it’s still not too out that it illumainates the sky for the mornings so you’re no where near waking up,,  because youre still curled into his chest :( your breathing still coming out in even strokes its so obvious youre still in your deep sleep,, and you just having that post fucking sex look you have that he just adores everytime on you,,, small bruises that are scattered across your body on your skin that are just starting to appear,,, peeking out from the thin sheets that don’t cover your entire body from being tangled between the two of you,, but him just letting his eyes admire the marks that come from him leaving them behind on you from both of your activities not even hours ago, when he had you panting his name out as he repeatedly pushed into you,, but now even in his still fogged sleep state,, his eyes come to rest on your left hand,,, your left hand that resting atop of chest,, the same one he held hours ago as he helped you come down from the high he gave you,,, the moonlight thats still fighting its way to stay out illuminating a soft flash in his eyes that reminds him,,, your his esposa,, you carry his last name now and he cant help but let out a small smile grace his features as he pulls you tighter against him,,, the feeling of a cold metal that hangs around your neck pressing into him not bothering him at all,, :( especially when he remembers what it is,,, one of his first wedding gifts to you :(( as your husband :( a necklace :( with his initial hanging from around your neck :( just giving him the feeling of being whole just from the sheer fact that not only do you have his last name,, his entire heart,,, but now a piece of him that you would start to wear from now on just making him feel content ,, theres no better place than to be here with you :(( and i cant bye :(

güero:

WOW YEAH HUH?? ?? surprise yall,,, you know how long it’s been since ive written a word on mi güerito?? ………  july - from the last YEAR and i almost broke down because how could i forget mi güero- the man who is the biggest simp from this whole group of men go ahead and try to contradict my statement it won’t change me ,,, but to begin this thing,,, i was frantically going through my mind like ??? what is something i can talk about for mi hector? mi pinshe güero precioso ?? and :( uGH i dont know i started to ramble in my thoughts and i was quickly noting shit down because i feel it in my bones,, deep in my heart,, this mans love language feels like he would starve for touch,,, he craves it all the time and he feels like he’s absolutely losing it inside of him when he feels you lay a hand on him gently or even graze your hand near him im sorry im just going with the flow here because you cant sit there and tell me you dont ?? feel some type of way ??? when i say i imagine him becoming so damn weak in the knees con una simple toque from you,, it has him just on the verge of him giving you the world :(( like you could move his hair para accomodarlo or just make it a little messy after he has it styled a little too well just because maybe you think the little strand of hair out of place is a better look for him and it just has this mf simply giving you the softest look and admentmindedly moving one of his hands down to your other hand thats not occupied to hold it :( running his thumb across your knuckles and letting his lovesick smile cross his face as he just gazes upon you :(( definitely bringing your hand up to kiss it after your done with your work because why not ? :((( or something else that crossed my mind is how your hand could simply graze him because maybe your setting something down in front of him,, or you just happen to walk next to him and accidentally brush against him would have this man just automatically try to hold your hand to bring you closer :( because your touch is just so comforting and he has this sense of everything is going to be alright- or that everything is alright just because he has you right next to him,, the warmth of your hand being just so similar to the feeling you give him in his heart and i cant :( he is just the softest man here and i love him dearly 

miguel angel:

:((( ooHH this whole thing i thought for him?? i just have to credit to all those scenes in this show where hes seen strESSING that it causes him emotional and physical pain- im sorry hes always at his most vulnerable in those parts and uGh i just have to say my brain loves to imagine him during one of those times for this idea for him,,, like its just one of those days where everyone has been on his ass either for a rise in their plazas,, the desmadre and lowkey rivalty fights between plazas,, money and drug flow between all of them and just everything feeling like it’s slipping through his fingers and adding this more pressuring weight on his shoulders he just cant handle the stress and how everyone is just expecting him to do milagros in that very second it’s has him on the very edge of losing it right then and there ,, and ohH especially once he hears the door to his office creek open he thinks he very much might lose all thinning patience because its probably one of the guys coming to bother him :) but then :) as soon as the glare in his eyes comes in as he looks up :) it disappears in that very millisecond :) once he sees you :) en toda tu gloria softly smiling at him :) and he just feels in that instant everything gradually diminishing thats bothering him because youre here walking up to him and just placing a soft kiss on his lips that he forgets in that very second why hes frustrated :( and im just sorry right now because i just love to imagine/picture the way he just loves being able to lay back in your arms,, like you sitting down on the couch in his office,, him coming over and just letting his upper part of his body fall back into your lap,, his legs dangling over the other part of the couch just so he can feel your fingers running through his hair,, messing up his peinado but he could literally care less because your soft touch makes him feel so much better its the most comforting thing ever to him in that moment because he would be leaning into your hands wordlessly asking you to keep going as he shuts his eyes,, and in these types of moments he feels so at ease he can literally choose to stay silent and let it all out in deep breathes with the feeling or your hands in his hair :(((( or him feeling like hes able to just talk out all of his problems and everything going on around his business out loud to you with no consequence because the simple fact that youre sitting there with him,, your touch making him feel so good, silently listening to him and just- hearing him out not as a business partner that could blow up on him for the shit hes pulling but as his partner- as his other half- his mujer that always takes his side and hears him out when he needs it the most it makes him feel so much better and like the weight hes carrying around,, just diminishing in that very moment with you :( i- wow

kitty:

alright listen here,,,, before we actually begin i want to say this turned out to be like a little blurb but also with a taste of this small brainstorm i had with myself when writing this and i just wanted to let you guys know before you attack me for this or begin to read but anyways i was recently going through a trip down memory lane with mana and this whole little idea blurb def DEFINITELY came from listening to oye mi amor iykyk ;) but idk i was just randomly listening to it and i was just questionining myself someone from this dumb show gives off energy with this song/lyrics and thats where i imagined kitty :) and it’s something just so poetic to imagine him and you having been best friends that would be so inseparable,,, that so many of the other juniors would have for sure without a doubt seen the two of you becoming something more,, something great and full of happiness only for all of that to deteriorate in the most fastest whirlwind possible,, just for the heartstrings to pull,,, because it almost ALMOST did happen,:))  that the two of you almost became lovers and all that shit  breaks my heart because :( it was on the verge of happening :( the stolen glances you both would give eachother everytime you were together,,, the outspoken bond you both carried it made the two of you have this downright power couple vibe going on ,,,, especially with his crazy ass that would get you to match his whole vibe and uGH im telling you ,,, everyone that knows you two had to have bet something about how this connection you both have would turn to be this iconic/power couple match ya feel?? it was just mere moments- no seconds- for one of you to make the move first,, because no one could even be a better match for either of you,, this whole relationship with you and him was meant to be,, like a soulmates (i think) type of shit you know? and wow i just i cant because my heart feels like it’s going to shatter at the thought of you :( being with someone else :( suddenly?? out of the blue ,,,, someone who clearly doenst match you and shoots you down :((( un tipo frio y aburrido just like the song says :((( and UGH i cannot because its just the thought of kitty becoming so frustrated and down all the time because he invites you to come hang out with him or with the rest of the juniors but you always saying you can’t because the bum youre with doesnt want you to go or something dumb like that and omG :((( i just know it might be him that decides to make you open your eyes because maybe he just gets so fed up with how this other guy treats you and doesn’t care about you like kitty would or maybe it’s the encouragement of some of the guys that gets him to get off his ass and actually fight for you :( but i just idk i kind of just like this idea in general ???? but thats about where i got with it and its just been sitting in my ideas and i wanted to express something about it ? because the whole slow pinning where neither of you want to say what you actually feel in fear of that your relationship could deteriorate,, to the angst of a feeling in my deep soul that youre taken all of a sudden?? And the anger pinche loco de kitty would feel about the whole situation feeds me where i need it most,, to just the build up/eventually burst/barf of feelings that you both would spill because two idiots in love is such a fuvking thing i love to imagine I’m sorry, but thank you for coming to my therapy session 

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[thesolotomyhan]

a/n: ahora si como chingados no- yes it is my very own familiar clown shoes squeaking as i emerge through the tumblr doors once more,, so sorry for the sudden disappearance but aqui estoy mis amorcitos with yet another bs rambling of some of our fav men that im sliding across the table to the small handful of you guys that are still here,, so please love me- enjoy! 

warnings: nsfw!  -some are heavily nsfw others are not,, i was really just rolling the ball here with no directions/plans lol so yehh + i….. was too lazy not in the mood to edit so sorry on that part mis bebes

benjamin:

mi precioso hombre,, i have forever had a soft spot for him since s1 and i just cant even begin to explain it as many of you know if youve been around for that long but anyways i want to talk about something for him and i wish to share those thoughts with you guys so here we go,,, ive said it before and im going to repeat it again,, he is so vanilla, the most vanilla fucking man here besides like güero so i just fucking know,, something that he’s never thought of in the intimate aspect of your relationship will make this man blush like crazy because i feel like he wont ever pressure you or even think of something crazy when he initiates the intimacy,,but if you ever wanted to do/try something youre going to have to be the one to start it off first to get him going and:)) if he ends up enjoying it :))) which most of the time he does:)) he will not fucking :) hesitate to take things into his own hands :) and initiate it for you later on down the road:))) so really in the end you just have to break the thin ice first for him first to keep doing it :)) and you want to know what i had in mind after i have stated and laid my case down?? you wearing lingerie for this enamorado hombre - now i know its not such a big thing.surprise but it is for me mfs,, but please,, can you just imagine for a moment with me him never having the thought of you, his mujer wearing such clothing ?? like this mf already finds you the most drop dead-gorgeous dama in his eyes with whatever you wear and look like,, so even the idea of him seeing you in lingerie hasnt crossed his mind once since he never realized why he would buy such fabric when you already look extravagant,, so the fucking day it happened,, the day you wouldve bought lingerie on your own account and planned to surprise him,, would be the day he could feel his heart fucking falter for a solid minute when he looks at you wearing it after you reveal it to him,, , like his thoughts stopping all at once, suddenly his hands feel too clammy and for him it starts to feel like the rooms temperature just raised for no reason other than to have him swallow thickly and sit up straighter from where hes at,, his eyes solely trained on you and the way you would be looking like un pinshe reina del mundo wearing lingerie,, all of his thoughts diminishing right on the spot he cant form any words to even compliment you its like benjamin.exe has stopped fucking working, hes suddenly shy because hes such at a total loss of words and he thinks hes acting like a menso for not even saying a slight word of his happy reaction,,, and yet his eyes cant help but roam every part of you like youre some piece of art to him hes studying in that exact moment and wow he would be just so shook to his core that he’s just frozen in place but looking at you with so much adoration and surprise that you would do this for him- and just the way you would saunter up to him, your hands coming up to wrap around his shoulders,, your legs going to either side of him straddling him,, his own hands naturally coming up to hold your hips,, his soft and innocent eyes staring up at your face as he just sits there wonderstruck, his voice coming out in a short and hoarse whisper you almost miss it if the room wasnt so quite like “que es esto, mi amor? porque- ” his hesitant hands caressing the fabric covering your most intimate areas,, the words in his mouth just dying without ever coming out when he sets his eyes onto your body up close to him, and just letting you bring your lips down onto his, you smiling into his lips when you hear the happy and content sigh he lets out,, him feeling the way your hands would come to his chest and gently push him down to have him fully relaxed under you and you bringing your lips over to his ear going “dejame ayudarte relajar benjamin” letting one of your hands travel down to begin unbuckling his pants,, the smirk on your face growing when your hear the way his breath hitches as he takes a deep breath and wow so sorry i can t  ill just leave this for interpretation,,,, , unless jkjk ok bye for now

rafa:

si es cierto,, i had the sudden call of love for mi toxico loco today and for the topic in question for him,,,  i want to go over the idea of him having a thing for seeing you wear the gifts/things he would buy for you alright,,, and first before we get into it, i want to establish that i would imagine this might  be this mans love language too because for him there just isnt enough words or even gestures to express to you how much he actually adores you so to top off his words he would love to spoil you with these expensive ass gifts like jewelry or even like clothing ya know?? and just getting to see the way your smile would come to match his will forever have this man on cloud 9 in love with you,, so from there i can just see his progression of gift giving becoming his love language to you to express what words cant for him and even if you tell him over and over again you dont need another pair of earrings or yet another trip to somewhere nice he cant help but want to do those things for you because he downright wants to do them to spoil you and express his pinshe amor entero for you and wow but back to where we were,,  i am just thinking about the idea of him having you on top of him,, the two of you fully undressed expect for this boujee ass necklace thats sitting prettily on your chest after he gifted it to you that day, bouncing along with you while you would be moving your hips to slick repeatedly on top of him,, your arms would be around his neck to give yourself stability,, his own hands would be gripping your hips to slam your hips down onto his wow,, him grunting out while he just watches you crease your eyebrows together,,  moaning his name out, its all youre really focused on other than you trying to keep up with his thrusts,,, him leaning down to kiss along your chest, one of his hands coming to play with one of your breasts just letting his hand wander up over your necklace to the side of your neck and bring your head down towards him,, giving you this smile as the both of you are just breathless and him going “te amo verte asi para mi” i omg,,, and sometimes it doesnt even have to be jewelry like i said previously because could you imagine him also having a thing for seeing you in like these  new heels you bought for you ,,, him just having you laid out beneath him wearing just those,, your legs spread and him holding them open,, him staring down at you struggling to stay still while he pushes into you repeatedly your body sliding up the bed covers but him pulling you down towards him every time,, wow um him tossing one of your legs over his shoulder,, him kissing your calf while he chuckles down at you like “te gusto tu regalo, mi amor” i - excuse me

ramon:

so i may or may not have been stuck on him for a good minute on what area i could focus on him for without it overlapping some,,,,, other things im planning on writing for him so hang in there while i take you on this spontaneous fucking joyride with our beloved ramon because maybe it’s me and my weird ass brain or heh maybe one of you guys can get on board with me but could…..you ……. imagine ….. how hot …… car sex would be with him???? anyone? ill just ramble anyways if you dont mind but god,,, it’s something about it for me that makes me feel like this would be so hot and heavy me entienden? i mean the close proximity thats inbetween you both, that your chests are both essentially always touching or pressing into each others with whatever movement either of you make,,, the way his hands would have to be on your hips yours on his shoulders and both of your eyes on eachother because that’s all what you’re both focused on and nothing else,, the both of you feeling content with the reactions you both get out of eachother in this moment, its what keeps on encouraging you both to keep going and make your movements faster,,,,  the way how the minimal and closed space would be have you both, that it just makes the breathing hotter and heavier by the seconds, and wow so im just over here imagining the way his beard would be harshly rubbing into your soft skin everytime your body bounces up and down repeatedly on top of him,, his fingers cant help but squeeze and grip you a little harder everytime he helps you bring your hips to slam down onto his continuously,, his eyes would be wandering every part of your skin the small space allows him to, just him being mesmerized with the way he watches your eyes roll into the back of your head every time he feels his cock bury itself deeper into your slick heat,, your neck littered with the small bites he left behind,, your breasts bouncing along with the movement of your hips,, your lower stomach grazing against his with the way you would be arching into him,, wow and one of his favorites views would be when he finally lets his eyes land down to where youre both connected,, your tight pussy swallowing him whole,, your slick coating both his cock and thighs as the lewd sounds fill the car up mixing in with your moans of his name, he cant help but groan out your name too and shoot you a quick smirk when he feels your hand thats on his shoulder grip him harder and your other hand thats tangled in his hair tightening when he starts to thrust up into you, his hands moving to hold onto your ass instead, just pushing your body up and down onto him at his own fast pace just so he can watch the way your eyebrows scrunch together even more,, your breaths coming out heavier and the cries leaving your mouth progressively becoming louder as the windows of the car become even more foggier if possible,, him leaning his lips down onto your skin exposed in front of him to litter even more marks onto you,, the vulgar sounds of both of your skins meeting just intoxicating you both even more, and just - the feeling of his beard scratching your soft skin overwhelming you as it mixes in with how deep you feel his cock hit inside of you, his lips never parting away from you and his grip becoming harder and harder with every bounce of your body- all of this just bringing your mind into overdrive feeling all your built up emotions and pleasure about to implode any second if he keeps it going and wow- i am so sorry for providing this fucking flilth out of nowhere

mayo:

ayy mi mayito,, mi esposo y amor de mi pinshe vida entera ,, you already know me so well if you saw this coming once you saw me talking about all these men that  i just had to fucking include my favorite golden man so here we go and this time for him,, im not really going for a specific scenario,, ill just be talking about a general idea i have had fucking lingering in my head for far too long so why not share that today- and to set the scene i just love the idea of the way this mf’s eyes would rake all over you when hes on the phone talking about his business, its the very thing that got me imagining the way he would just fucking love to eye fuck you whenever you push those buttons on him whether its when youre all dressed up when youre heading somewhere with him or if its at home with him and you just so happen to wear something that catches his eye,,, and to just further expand into where i want to head into today,, i most definitely want to talk about you both being at home if you already didnt catch my drift at the beginning of this shit because in my far away imagination,, i just picture you wearing either this nice ass- expensive fuvkingg looking lingerie or just in your normal bra and underwear while wearing one of his shirts in either options because for 1.  you might find it comfortable wearing such things when its just the two of you and your comfortable but 2 you also cannot fucking help but love to see the way this stupid mf would do a double take when he actually sets his eyes on you walking around in just that in front of him like youre not trying to provoke him at all- and i just,, the way i imagine this going is that youre walking around “minding your own business” giving him the best show that you can by sauntering around and having his shirt barely open so he can get a small glimpse of what youre wearing, shooting him this teasing smile when he meets your eyes him having  this warning glint in his eyes because asi te va ir  once hes done on the phone wow like this whole thing even gets him to loose his train of thoughts to whoever was on the other line of the phone when he continues to shift his attention onto you because now all he can focus on is the way your looking at him not showing him enough skin in his eyes and hes just so intoxicated with you he has to use any fucking common sense he still barely has to look away from you for a second to focus back into his conversation but still letting his eyes occasionally wander back to your form y ay no,, i just imagine the way he sits up a little straighter,, manspreading even more than he already is when he watches you get up and start walking over to him it would have him just cutting off whoever was on the other line like “sabes que, mejor te llamo despues para seguir hablando, se me surgio algo” and woWW it is the very way i imagine him looking up at you,, grabbing your hand before you walk past him, giving you that dumbass smirk he does like “que paso mi reina?” just trying to lead you to come stand directly in front of him so he can pull you into him but lightly chuckling when you wont budge, you going “ya acabaste de hablar para que me haces caso?” and i just cant because the way he would have this amused glint in his eyes as he looks at you,, nodding and you just continuing on like “andale pues, que quiero estar arriba de ti hoy-” giving him this full on fucking smirk out of nowhere,, your hand untangling from his so you can bring it up across his arm to his shoulder not giving him a chance to respond back to you as you strut away because i can just imagine the way he lets out a deep breath, his eyes watching you as you saunter away, meeting your eyes when you throw off his shirt and disappear around the corner wow him throwing his head back all frustrated and amused like “puta madre-”,, already moving to get up and follow you with this small laugh - ok wow that is my mf dream with this man so sorry

amado:

Again- AGAIN it’s something about leather jackets and men that make me lose my common brain cells because imagine this with me will you? it’s something about that leather jacket he had on at the end of ep6 in s3 for me because all I could imagine for a solid 5 minutes besides that whole  exquisite scene of the restaurant and boat fire thing with that pinshe cancion,,,  was his jacket,, his black leather fucking jacket would def smell of cologne go ahead and try to say something else because i am going to stand my ground and go down dying and if that doesnt fit your taste,, can i bring you on over to the next display?? because that one jacket he had in s2 ep3 would always give me some sort of feeling,,im not really sure if its the way he would wear it that made me feel some way or if its the way i imagined this following scenario, but to be totally honest it could downright be both so what the hell am i even talking about but just- someone tell me im not the only one ok? Because the reason behind me gushing over his jackets so much brings me to my presentation i am going over today,, because when i think of amados jackets all my brain forcibly rewires itself to think about is the way you would be looking like wearing them with nothing underneath,,, him under you where he has his hands holding onto you by your hips,, the way his eyes just cant focus on either your face or the way your body bounces on top of him with only his jacket covering your small frame because hes constantly moving his attention between both of those things while he groans out at the feeling of your warm walls around him- and just the way he would consistently toss his head back a little when he feels the way you squeeze around him, the way your ass would be snapping against his thighs everytime your hips come down fully onto him, your loud moans sounding like straight up music to his ears as he brings his eyes back onto you - and he just cant fucking help it when you start to say his name, your back arching into him it brings your hot body to press against him,, his jacket being the only slightly cool thing against him as he brings one of his arms to wrap around your waist under the jacket,, your breasts spilling out of his jacket from the movement as he grunts out from that sight alone,, wow- his other hand thats unoccupied coming to play with your nipple as he brings his lips to your exposed neck,, his arm tightening around you as he rams his hips up into you to meet your bounces midway but chuckling into your skin when he feels your body lose all control,, your moans becoming louder as you bring your arms around to hold onto his shoulders,, everything from his touch, to the way his cock would be drilling up into you and the way his jacket would be making you sweat,, making you feel so physically hot  and youre just completely hysterical in your sex driven state,, all you can focus on is his cock sliding and dragging against every part inside of you,, that youre just overwhelmed how good he feels filling you up and wow this is just one of the many ways of imagining you wearing his jackets for me -s0 please anyone else feel me? with his jackets? no ? just me??? ok

kitty:

listEN you would be straight up fucking lying to me if his pool scene,, where he’s shirtless?? with those shoulders and expanse of his back and chest he carries?? HELp me didnt at least give you some sort of feeling because WOW- am i wrong in this area? no and i will not hear any oppositions to this, i just wont - so to really take a turn in things here i will actually not be talking about the way i imagined him fucking you in the pool but rather :)) him :) going down :)))) on you :))) in/by the p o o l :)))) because get this maybe its just a day where you both are in the pool- playing around with eachother,, pasadonse a toda madre with one another- a fun day if you will together or if you dont know how to swim,, maybe a day where he teaches you how :) but either route i can just see it end up somewhere where :) he picks you up from your thighs after playing around with eachother maybe like after splashing each other for shits and giggles ya know :)) but anyways you having your hands push back some of his hair when he lifts you up,, the both of you just letting out these small giggles against your lips,, his hold on you becoming stronger,, him leaning up to kiss you as he slowly moves you both back into one of the walls of the pool just this whole ass makeout session coming out of nowhere, that it has you bringing your hands up to grasp onto his shoulders,, his own hands holding you up by the underside of your thighs as you wrap them around his waist, he cant help but involuntarily move his hips against you,, your small whimpers encouraging him further as he just gets lost in you wow umm- him just proceeding to move his lips down your neck when you pull away to breathe,, your little unfaltering movement of your hips against him has him lightly grunting against you as he forces your body to emerge from the water, and place you on the edge of the pool, his upper body fitting perfectly in between your legs as he quickly moves to take off your panties , one of his hands coming to throw one of your legs over his shoulder as he shoots you a small smirk, his other hand moving your other leg thats not on his shoulder to the side to spread your legs even wider for him,,his lips peppering small kisses up your legs, his eyes never leaving the way your face begins to scrunch up,, your chest rising and falling a bit more rapidly from the anticipation of seeing him in between your legs, and before you can even process anything or say something to him youre cut off by a loud mewl escaping from your lips when you feel him attach his mouth down onto your slit,, your hands coming to quickly grasp onto his hair, his name leaving your mouth like a prayer as you feel his tongue continue to run up and down your folds,, you getting to urge to move your eyes down to him when you watch him hike your dangling leg up even further to have more access to you,, wow his eyes wandering up to yours to bore into you,, his unoccupied hand coming up to play with your breast,, smiling into you when he hears his name and moans slip out of your mouth, him letting the vibrations of his muffled voice rumble into you when he feels your hand in his hair tangle even harder into him,, im sorry but wow the way he would bring his lips up to swirl your swollen and sensitive clit thats just begging to be played with by him as his ears fill up with the noises hes coaxing out of you  i cant do this- him just chuckling into your wet pussy as he watches the way your body tenses up,, the involuntary movement of your hips against his face and tightening of your fingers in his hair setting off something proud in him,, your moans becoming louder with every flick of your clit he does with his tongue,, his fingers coming up to push into you slowly ,, his smile growing even wider as he just looks at you falling apart around his mouth and fingers,, him fucking saying something cocky like “ahorita me vas a mostrar como te enseñé a mover esas hermosas piernas para mi, mi amor” bye im going to go walk the path of shame for this -  

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[thesolotomyhan]

ismael “el mayo” zambada as a dad would include

a/n: yEAH DONT LOOK AT ME LIKE THIS IS A SURPRISE MY FIRST WRITING PIECE OF 2022 IS MI MAYO but i originally was writing something else but i got slapped out of nowhere with this and i couldnt help myself but  - 

AHHH I HATE YOU FOR BRINGING THIS REQUEST TO ME BECAUSE MI ISMAEL ?? MI HOMBRE?? AS A DAD??? YOU KNEW THERE WAS NO DENYING I WASNT GOING TO WRITE THIS BECAUSE I SOB TO THIS WHOLE SCENARIO SO LETS BEGIN SHALL WE-

warnings: just a smidge of nsfw in the beginning that you could gladly skip :) its only the first 6 points :))  also this hc is long so be aware and unedited yikes :)))

so sorry mis bebes one more thing, i did something to this, more like added something for my non-spanish speakers <3 let me know if you guys like it or not? please? ok ok ill shut up now, enjoy! :))

so nsfw,, BUT ONLY for like the next 5 bullet points that have nothing to do with anything but i want to voice a thought that i have had hidden in my notes and the only one culpable is @coaxium-captain-rex​ for letting me run my thoughts off and pushing me into including this fucking filth

but….. could - you imagine a breeding kink with mi ismael??? anyone? Any takers??

god im so sorry this is so irrelevant but i just had to say something about this because like?? him,, pounding into you,, his hand around your neck :) watching you become progressivey more delirious off of him :))) his cock feeling like hes burying himself depper with each thrust he does, and your body helplessly arching under him, moaning his name out drunkingly

and when he cums inside of your warm pussy :)) him leaning back and groaning out when he sees him cum trying to leave your folds :))

and him just pushing back into you so none of it escapes :))) him chuckling into the underside of your jaw when he sees you throw your head back whimpering out incoherently, your nails digging into his back, while your body is just shaking- wow

or,,, :))) him doing a quickie on the boat with you :)) but the feeling and satisfaction of seeing you walk away a little funny  knowing youre full of his cum inside of you has him going all cocky for the rest of the day- aHHH ok ok im done being fucking disgusting,, onto the fluff , excusE MY MANNERS BECAUSE I HAVE NONE -

wow :(( ayy pero que dios me ayude with this whole ass scenario of him becoming a dad that has had me forever sobbing at night

because when i imagined him becoming a dad :( i dont think he would plan for it at all and think much on it ,

and at the same time i feel like he wouldnt mind it either if it happens you know? because when i imagine the day he finds out youre pregnant it would all feel surreal to him,, like it knocked him out of nowhere and it isnt until he actually processes it for a second that he realizes voy ser un papa??

and wow :((( the way you would be nodding your head a small disbelieved smile on your face has him just lightly laughing :(( walking up to you, one of his hands going down to your stomach and the other cradling your head ,, kissing your forehead and going soy un papa? :(((((( no im not o k

alright so your pregnancy right??? oh my god would that be such a highlight that he would never miss the chance to somehow butt it into a conversation whenever he can :(

like it could easily be when chapo or one of the guys ask him for something and hes just already shaking his head no like “no, fijate que no voy a poder, mi mujer esta embarazada y necesita que esté con ella más tarde” <no, i wont be able to, my wife is pregnant and needs me to be with her later> :(((

or something like “manana estoy ocupado, tengo que ir con mi mujer al doctor para conocer a mi hijo” <im busy tomorrow, I have to go with my wife to the doctor to meet my kid> like he has no business explaining thoroughly why he cant go but he just wants to be presumido :(

he wouldnt let you go out without him with you either :(

i feel like he would be the type that worries about everything with you :(

so he would have you wait for him after he’s out if you need to go somewhere or if it’s an emergency he would want you to call him :((

i cant because :((( i know he would also be the guy that wouldnt have you walking around too much when he’s home with you :(

like even if you’re getting up to get like a snack? this mf is already lightly pushing you back down shaking his head like “no, deja te lo agarro yo, no te preocupes mi amor por eso estoy yo”<no, let me grab it, don't worry my love that's why I'm here> :((( wow :(

or maybe even when you come out to the docks to see him :((( him already dropping everything he was doing when he sees you,, lightly jogging over to where you are :(((

him going “que estas haciendo aqui mi reina, que no me dijiste que el mar te da ascos ahorita?”<what are you doing here my queen? didn't you tell me that the sea disgusts you right now?> just scolding you because hes already attached to his bebe :(( and because he doesnt want you feeling any sickness or running into danger :(((

but him already moving to hold your arms so you dont slip or anything :((( him fucking picking you up bridal style to help you get on the boat if you want to :(((( i cant

i also feel like he would bring you something small if he runs into something that catches his eye when hes coming back home

like it could be something small for his bebe on the way :(( like clothing or like one of those mal de ojo bracelets :((((

or sometimes it could be him bringing you food or some random snack he saw that maybe you mentioned you were craving :((

but either way with whatever he brings home to you :(( him going up to you, kissing the top of your head and smiling at you like “mira lo que te traje, mi vida” <look what i brought my, my life> :(

or if its for his baby :( him having one of his hands coming to rest on your stomach going “mira, se lo compre para el niño cuando ya nazca, mi amor” <look, i bought it for our kid when theyre finally born, my love> all with this fucking LOVE GLINT IN HIS EYes i cant do this :(

also when youre both sleeping ,, he would love to sleep behind you :(like him being the big spoon :(((

and just holding you to him with his hand on your growing stomach :( his thumb occasionally caressing you -

him making sure to have his chest as close as he fucking can to your back :((( because he just wants to hold a los dos amores de su vida :(((( im not ok

and him just talking with you softly :(( sometimes planting a small kiss to your shoulder and feeling him pull you back tighter against him as much as space allows him everytime :((( i 

im :( imagine this,, maybe during the time he leaves for tijuana and he sends you somewhere else so you dont get caught up in his shit when hes at guerra with the arellanos :((

and youre pregnant during that time :((( ay dios mio :(( him just wanting you to be as calm as you can be :( just telling you something about “tu y el niño van estar mas seguro escondidos :(( no quiero que nada malo les pase a ninguno de los dos” <you and the baby will be more secure in hiding, i don't want anything bad to happen to either of you> :((( all while he would have one of his hands resting on your stomach rubbing soft circles into you :((( i cant

and wow im sorry i rambled on but i have to voice some thoughts of him with his kids now because i just know his kids would be the “oro que mas cuida” where he would never, not even once raise his voice at them :(

because i just feel like his kids with you ,, la patrona de su vida ,, :( he would do just about anything for them ,, for his familia :((

soo you know what that mentality brings?? him loving to spoil his bebes :((

but him always having his kids check in with you first before he further agrees to something :)))

like he for sure gives in so easily when they give him ojitos for something,, like maybe they want ice cream before dinner or another 30 minutes of playing with their toys before going to bed:(((

and hes already giving into them and getting up before they finish their sentences like “si ahorita los llevo pues, pero vayan a preguntar a su mama primero, si no ahorita me madrea” <yes, ill take you, but go ask your mother first, because she’ll if not she’ll fuck me up> lol

OH MY GOD PLEASE IM IN LOVE with the idea of him taking his kids out to the docks on his boat when they learn how to walk :((((( or when you come by to visit him or just drop off his lonche but you taking your bebe with you :(( him convincing you to let them stay while he works :(((

because:(( then hes over here showing them about boats and all that :((

like imagine him picking them up into his arms and just showing them the mar :(((( and him just walking around the boat with his kid in his arms :(((

Him helping his niño walk around with him behind them, holding their hands so they dont fall :((( BYE IM SObbing

he would lowkey have a heart attack if his kid tries to get near the railing on the boat too just to point something out to him in the ocean lol but he wouldnt let you know about that :))

NAH OR GET THIS mayo showing his kid how to tie a knot while on the boat :(((

just seeing him crouched down ,, holding their little hands in his and speaking to them softly like “mira,, y aqui metes el nudo, apretalo fuerte” <look, and here you put the knot,, tighten it tight> :(((((((( i CANNOT

:((((( him letting his kids pick out shrimp too :( maybe he even gives them a little bag to put them in like “andale, para que lleven unos cuantos para su mama” <come one, so you can take a few for your mom> :((((

just him loving to have his bebe around while he works :( because maybe its just me but imagining him buying his kids ice cream:(( or like a little bag of treats :((( while he works on the boat :((( just talking with them :(( has me so fucking soft excuse me :(

him also being that dad thats presumido when his kid learns to do something out on the boat :((

because i can just imagine him walking into your house,, him holding hands with his kids as he walks in and goes to where you would be at :((

just going “hola, mi amor ya llegamos” :(( leaning down to kiss you and just looking down where his bebe is just bouncing patiently :(( all excited and his ass just smiling down at his bebe and nodding over at you like “aver pues, dile a tu mama que aprendiste hacer hoy” <alright then, tell your mom what you learned to do today> :((( all pinche proud because he taught them y ayy :(((((

he also wouldnt want any of his business being handled in front of his niños either :(((

because i can just picture mayo having his kid on the boat and maybe one of his men or maybe one of the sinaloa guys coming by and theyre already running their mouth about the next shipment/about the business

and i can just imagine mayo going “ay ay callense cabrones, mi hijo/a esta aqui, que les dije? que no hablan de esas shingaderas enfrente de mis hijos” <hey, hey, shut up, my kid is here, what did i tell you guys? dont talk about that shit in front of my kids> all annoyed and shit i -

Ay no - :(((( do you guys remember that scene in s3 where mayo came by to talk about his business with dina and francisco and the first panel of that scene was him looking at their fish tank????

i COULD NOT HANDLE MY FEelings of the thought of him having something like that for his kids :(((((

like maybe one day he surprised them with a little goldfish in a baggie- kind of like the ones you win at carnivals and shit :(( him going “mira lo que les traje!” :((( that makes me sob :(((

because i just know later on this mf would buy a whole ass fish tank thats in the wall or something :(( just full of different kinds of fish and other things for his niños :(( ay my heart

he definitely reads fucking books to his kids dont you dare lie to me :(

because could you just imagine him sitting on the couch his arm around his bebe thats sitting right next to him or on his lap with this picture book hes holding up for the both of them :((

him reading out loud the words so his bebe can understand and read along :((( HIM GETting distracted when he sees you walk by or just standing in the doorway looking at him :(( him giving you these fucking soft hearteyes and a smile :((( i cant handle the soft family vibes so sorry

woW he would also dress his little son up as himself like un bebe vaquero if he had a son with you :((( his own mini mayo :((((

ay WEY i know even pinche chapo would say some shit when he sees mayo and theyre having a conversation like “y tu mayito como anda compadre?” :((((

stop because imagine :(( if he had a daughter with you :(( i am betting money , straight up fucking money mayo would refer to her as his princesa :(((

like im crying at the thought of him coming home and hearing his niña run up to him :(( him with his brazos open and picking her up like :((( “como esta mi princesa de mazatlan hmm?” all while he kisses her cheeks laughing when he hears the little giggles :((( no i cant:(

one more thing ,, :(( could you guys imagine with me ??? tio chapo?? just for a quick minute?? ohhHH or him maybe being the padrino :(((( or lol the whole crew of sinaloa being known as your kids tios :((( ugh wow-

but i know pinche chapo would bring the best gifts for your kids :((( even if its the smallest of things :((( but tio chapo having the biggest orgulloso smile on his face when he comes around and makes your kids excited with what he brings :((((

i just- :( in conclusion i feel like mayo as a dad would be so soft and protective overall for his kids,, and that makes me sob just thinking about it excuse me -

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[cositapreciosa]

ooh okay request! please! can I have some fic with Mayo/Reader or Mayo/Original Character? Bonus points if the reader or OC is on the run from the cops for some reason, I live for safe house drama <333 thank you!

Safehouse

Ismael '' El Mayo '' Zamabada x gn!reader, 650 words-ish

With ''Aren't you tired? '' and '' I’m fine. Don’t worry about me. '' mentions of blood, murder, the classics

a/n: ok so this is my first writing in so long so bear with me plz 😩 i'm actually kind of proud of it so please let me know what you guys think! Special mentions to my girls for the feedback and the ego boost lol @ashlingnarcos @purplesong1028 @yourlocalspacewitxh

It is the key, forcing the lock, that startles you up from the couch and it takes you a moment to calm down and realise where you are again. Mayo’s safehouse is dark, foreign and the dust in the air drying your throat is not helping either, but la policia federal wouldn’t bother with the lock and you know only one person has the key to this door. As it cracks open, the light from the hallway slowly pours into the small living room,

‘’ I thought you would be asleep by now. ‘’

Your heart beats fast again, you know you should be in bed, it should have been hours ago. You tried it all, the bed, the couch, and the showers had been warm and endless, but you just can’t. Your eyes meet his for a second as Ismael stands behind the closed door before walking around the bags in the entryway and slowly making his way to you. He takes his hat off and the couch dips a little when he sits next to your feet. You can’t help your eyes from rolling as the words leave your mouth,

‘’ I’m not, obviously. I had to take a shower. ‘’

For once he doesn’t pick up on your sarcastic remark. Instead, he barely acknowledges it, his hand brushing through his mustache, eyebrows raising, almost mocking you, ‘’ Aren’t you tired? ‘’

Your answer is short, too quick, ‘’ I’m fine. Don’t worry about me. ‘’ His eyes never leaves yours, but you can see him hesitating a moment before he leans a little to take your hand in his. Ismael and you had never been really close, you worked for el Cartel de Sinaloa, he worked for himself, but your worlds always seemed to intertwine somehow. Hours where passed clashing over strategies, disagreeing over shipments, the Arellanos’s taxes, fighting with Joaquín about how unnecessary he was in this whole operation, but his answer was firm : differences had to be put aside if you wanted to win the war, mumbling something about teamwork. But nothing about Ismael screamed loyalty to you, only selfishness, and that unnerved you. Always watching, waiting for him to betray you and the people you considered family.

But here you are today, on the same couch, barely touching and sitting as equals. You can feel how warm he is, how his thumb is slowly tracing patterns on your cold one.

He knows about the blood on your hands, that no matter how much you scrub and wash and scrub and wash again, it just won’t come off. About how after your location got compromised and the door got kicked in, you had to protect yourself. How you just couldn’t stop stabbing that policeman. About how you’ve never felt more relieved than when he barged through your front door, gun in hand, claiming Joaquín had sent him. Or how when he took the kitchen knife from your bloodied fingers, promising to take care of the cop car in your driveway, promising to take you somewhere safe, you could finally inhale again. Death, killings, none of it had ever been an issue before, but today, being attacked in your house, your home, all this sense of security gone in seconds, it broke something in you. You felt fear, anger, and right now, disgustingly weak. You hate how your voice cracks, how you can’t stop your lips from shaking when you speak again,

‘’ It just feels like there’s still blood under my nails. ‘’

You know he knows.

His reassurance comes fast, his hand squeezing yours, ‘’Cariño, it will never happen again. I will never let any of this happen again. ‘’

You can see in his face that his heart aches too, his fingers trembling with rage, barely holding it together. Something had changed today, the way he was seated next to you with his hand in yours, picking up the pieces like it wasn’t a burden, you believed him.

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