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xoxokiaraaxoxo · 2 years

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REQUESTS

Hey loves! I wanted to start a blog cause I enjoy reading the works of others. I wanna take requests from those who would like to submit any. The people I will write for are listed below, if there is someone different you would like me to write for, put it in the request! I don't have many rules, but if I don't feel comfortable with a request I will not write it. Please give me some time if you do request something I will definitely try to get it done asap. I don't mind writing smut but I am definitely not the best at it. If you have any requests you can submit them in the request link on my account! Thank you so much!

Rules:

-Please be respectful

-Specify the gender pronouns, I will assume female pronouns

-Please be specific in the details of your request

-Please be specific in character preferences

I will write:

-Scenarios

-Headcanons

-Oneshots

-Fluff, Angst, Suggestive Content

I will not write:

-Anything that I am not comfortable with writing

-Anything that may offend someone's sexuality, gender, identity, or ethnicity

-Dylan O'Brien (Stiles Stilinksi, Mitch Rapp, Thomas)

-Sebastian Stan (Bucky Barnes)

-5 Seconds of Summer

-Calum Hood

-Luke Hemmings

-Ashton Irwin

-Michael Clifford

-Jack Harlow

-Kian Lawley

-JC Caylen

-Chris Evans (Steve Rogers, Andy Barber, Ransom Drysdale, Ari Levison)

-Tom Holland (Peter Parker, Cherry, Arvin)

-Angus Cloud (Fezco)

-Jacob Elordi (Nate Jacobs)

-Iann Dior

-Ross Lynch

-The Vamps

-Brad Simpson

-Tristan Evans

-Timothee Chalamet

-Aron Piper (Ander Munoz)

-Lorenzo Zurzolo (Niccolo Rossi Govender)

-Dominic Fike (Elliot)

-Pete Davidson

-Drew Starkey

-Matthew Gray Gubler (Spencer Reid)

-Vinnie Hacker

-Urban Wyatt

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cnchoe-imagines · 5 years

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domination; erick brian colón

anonymous request: dom! erick

a/n: sorry for the wait love !! im currently writing this with @girlbabyvelez over google hangouts so enjoy the crackhead hoe content below hehe - tatianna

ok so dom!erick doesn’t come out a lot

he’s pretty passionate in bed so he’s not vanilla or anything

but if he’s jealous or mad or something,,, be prepared ooh boi

he’s def into choking,, but like in a very specific way

he wouldn’t cut off your air that much,, just hold his hand around your neck and prop your chin up so you’d have to keep eye contact with him

his green eyes would get so dark so fast, under his furrowed eyebrows

he’d spank you a couple times too if your eyes closed or your head went back

on top of that, erick wants you moaning too

he wants to hear every gasp, whimper, and breath that leaves your mouth

if you bite your lip or something he will tighten his hand around your throat and growl i promise you

“quiero escucharte”

he’ll have his hands all over you the minute you start moaning again

feeling every curve and bump

kissing every beauty mark and mole

he’ll praise you and he wants it back

he wants to know just how good he’s making you feel

how he’s the only one who can make you melt in his hands and reduce you to shaking like this

and erick wants EVERYONE around to know it too 😉

“e-erick the neighbors--”

“no me importa."

so he’s got one hand around your neck

the other one holding both your hands above your head

but if u think he’s stopping there….smh

he gon be leaving HELLA hickeys

he loves leaving them on your neck because

1. everyone will see them

2. he can hear you moan

anyway

he’ll be a lil rough,, biting your skin and leaving marks all over your chest too

but he’ll always kiss the hickey after and lick it softly to soothe the irritation

even after y’all are done he’ll kiss every mark since he feels bad

and he’ll be so shy after too bc he rlly LET LOOSE ya know

and you’re like “it’s ok” even tho ya legs are jelly and ur back is broken

out here looking like the sweating patrick meme

and he just kisses u and is all smiley and is so happy and UGH u just have to forgive him even tho u know u won’t be able to walk for the next week :’>

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multifandom-mixtapes · 5 years

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I’M WORKING ON REQUESTS BUT CAN WE JUST TAKE A SECOND TO CRY TOGETHER CAUSE???? WHO GAVE HIM PERMISSION TO DO THIS TO US????

#joelito #joel pimentel #joel pimentel x reader #cnco #zabdiel de jesus x reader #zabdiel de jesus #richard camacho x reader #richard camacho #erick brian colon x reader #erick brian colon #christopher velez x reader #christopher velez #cncowners

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isthatanascot · 5 years

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Dating Erick would include:

Watching Netflix together instead of going out.

And he feels betrayed when you continue watching a show without him.

Like he won’t even talk to you for the next few hours.

Watching Erick struggling with his English every now & then.

Pet names only in Spanish.

Random but hot raps instead of awkward silences.

“Mi amor, my mom bought this for our new apartment!”

“Aaaw, she’s so swee- WOAH”

Surprise, his mom got you a huge printed photo from one of your first photoshoots as a couple.

Obviously he wants to hang it on the wall right away.

Other girls flirting with him all the time, even in front of you.

But he doesn’t even realize what’s happening because he’s young.

Which causes you to slap his shoulder & give him the silence treatment.

“Princesa, ¿qué tienes? What did I do now?”

“Dunno. Go ask that redhead back there.”

He realizes after a long ride in the car, then he gives you puppy eyes & apologizes for not noticing earlier.

You want to stay mad at him but his kisses all over your face won’t be helping.

Surprise, again! He got you a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

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marvelouslimelight · 4 years

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i love music parallels

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richardscamacho · 4 years

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mother.

“i’ve been so worried about you, (y/n)!” erick exclaimed once you finally picked up your phone. it felt foreign in your hand after nearly two weeks of digital isolation. the hard case was cool against your palm, the screen searing the side of your face. at the extended sound of your silence, his tone softened considerably. “you can always talk to me.”

“i’m so tired of talking,” you whispered. for the first time in weeks, you felt as though you were unable to shed a single tear, even if you wanted to. a bone-chilling numbness had engulfed your entire being, to the extent that you felt nothing. “i had five months, erick. five months. i could’ve just waited it out, you know? then i would’ve been eighteen and able to do whatever i wanted, but i started talking and now? now... things are different.”

“what do you mean?” he asked, confused. thick, black eyebrows furrowed above glassy green eyes. picking up on his expression, joel quirked a brow at the younger boy, who sat to his left on the couch.

he knew what you were referring to. erick was your best friend, the first person you turned to in order to vent about your home life. he knew about everything, knew about all of the emotional abuse you were forced to endure each day. despite this though, the way you chose to phrase your last sentence didn’t make very much sense in his mind.

“i’m a liar because her husband says i am.” sat atop your messy, unmade bed, you stared out the window. you had to brace yourself in order to continue with your explanation. there was a lot you didn’t care to get into, a lot of details you had tried your hardest to block from your memory, but even the bare minimum made you feel uneasy when spoken aloud. “she told me she didn’t care about my proof. and, um, she packed up my things for me and told me i was done. i wasn’t even allowed to go inside to get it.”

his heart dropped to his toes when he put the puzzle pieces together. without thinking, he reached for joel’s hand. it was a habit he had picked up during la banda—something that comforted him whenever he began to feel too anxious. the older boy said nothing, simply allowing his friend to intertwine their fingers.

“she kicked you out? where are you staying? are you okay? you can come—“ his words were rushed to the point they had almost become slurred, so much that you felt it was necessary to cut him off.

“i’m staying with my father right now; it’s the same drive time if you ever get a break and want to visit,” you did your best to joke, though you were unable to find the humor yourself. he sighed audibly, most likely at the reassurance that you weren’t homeless. “i’m okay. we talked in person once, my father was there. she told him she doesn’t care where i go, but that i can’t come home until i apologize for lying.”

“i know you’re not a liar.” he said simply, unable to find the words to express how he truly feels.

he wanted to be in your presence. he wanted to wrap his arms around you, to hold you until you feel his love. truthfully, he didn’t understand how you were feeling. but he could imagine. his heart had ached for you with each passing second you had been silent, but it completely shattered the moment you revealed why.

“yeah, you’re the only one.”

this piece wasn’t requested, idk i just felt like i needed to get that off of my chest? if anyone wants a tw or anything pls lmk, i’d be more than happy to place one at the beginning of the writing. and if you find yourself in a situation like mine, please don’t hesitate to reach out to me. things have to get a lot worse before they can get better, but i’m here to help you through it. we can help each other.

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tu-sonrisaaa-te-amooo · 4 years

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Hero // Richard Camacho

Request: richard fluff please 💙

Author’s Note: Shoutout to @zabdidaddi for always brainstorming with me :)

Summary: The reader is on tour with CNCO, and she gets lost in a town in France. P.S. I know French isn’t a scary language, but it’s the only other language I know so bear with me.

Word Count: 800

~HERO~

“Zabdiel, Zabdiel!” you call breathlessly. “Wait up!”

His long legs carry him easily through the city streets, but you almost have to run to keep up with him.

A group of wandering tourists passes in front of you and separates you from him, and you feel like you could cry. Fighting desperately to push through them, you emerge on the other side, but Zabdiel has disappeared.

So you are lost and alone in a French city. And your phone is dead.

The rest of the boys are at a restaurant waiting for you and Zabdiel to arrive, late because Zabdi overslept from his nap and you didn’t want him to be alone. I guess he didn’t care to return the favor.

You try to find the restaurant yourself, but after a few blocks you have no idea where you are. Tears are forming in your eyes and dripping down your cheeks as you tread hopelessly down a dark street.

When you pass a grimy little stand where a man is selling rings and necklaces, he barks, “Bijoux pour ton joli cou.”

“I’m sorry I - I don’t have any money,” you say uncomfortably, trying to walk away. But forcefully, he grabs your wrist.

“Why are you all alone, ma chérie?” His eyes are malicious and his breath is bad. When you start to panic, his grip tightens around your wrist.

“She’s not alone,” a strong voice challenges. “Let go of my shawty.”

Your heart leaps in your chest. Richard is at your side, his handsome face fiercely locked on the man’s. “Let go of her.”

The man drops your hand at once and retreats behind his stand.

Jumping to your tiptoes, you kiss Richard’s cheek. There’s no other way to explain how happy you are to see him.

“I’m so glad I found you,” he whispers. “Stay close to me.”

The whole city seems to change now that Richard’s with you. The late afternoon sunshine gleams on the pavement and you didn’t even notice it was out before.

“I was so scared when Zabdi showed up without you,” he says, his voice a little choked up. “I left immediately to find you.”

“I’m glad you did, Rich. I was scared too,” you say sincerely. “You’re my hero.” The words escape your lips before you can stop them, and you blush a little. But he smiles at you in a way that makes his brown eyes sparkle.

“Anytime, shawty.”

In a few minutes you arrive at the restaurant, and all the boys are thrilled to see you safe. Especially Zabdiel.

“(Y/N)!” he cries, automatically scooping you into a hug. “I am so sorry, mi amol.”

“It’s okay Zab,” you say, laughing a little. “Richard saved me.”

Richard gives you his classic wink, but this time it makes your heart jump.

All throughout dinner you’re distracted. Richard’s knee is brushing against yours under the table, and it’s driving you crazy. He steals glances at you when he thinks you’re not looking, and when the waitress warns you that your plate is hot, he takes it for you so you don’t burn your hands.

You’re falling in love with him.

After dinner, Joel suggests to take a walk through the city, and everyone readily agrees.

You stroll down the side of the street closest to the cars, gazing around you wide-eyed. But distracted by the sights, you trip over the curb. Your stomach drops with terror as you fall toward traffic, but you don’t hit the ground. Richard catches you and holds you to his chest.

“You saved me again,” you say, blushing wildly.

“I’m always looking out for you, shawty,” he says tenderly. “Maybe I should walk on the side closest to traffic?”

You nod, and he takes his place beside you.

And somehow as you walk, your hand finds its way into Richard’s. While the rest of the boys talk and laugh together, Richard’s thumb stokes circle patterns on you hand. It’s like you’re having your own silent conversation.

When you reach the city center, a beautiful fountain illuminates itself under the starry sky.

Your reflection quivers next to Richard’s when you look into it, and his dark eyes meet yours on the surface of the water.

“(Y/N),” he says, as gentle as the night breeze.

“Yes, Richard?” you hum, resting your head on his shoulder.

“I’ll always be here to protect you,” he whispers. With his arm around your shoulders, you feel ensconced against his chest. “Because I love you, I always have.” Your heart skips a beat.

“I love you, too, Richard.”

His lips are softer than you imagine they’d be when he kisses you, and the strong frame of his body around you makes you feel warm in the cool night air.

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elliesshitofablog · 4 years

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all i can say is don’t judge me🤷🏽‍♀️

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cnchoe-imagines · 5 years

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midnight; erick

summary: erick x gender neutral!reader -- the boys drag you to their new years eve party before leaving you and erick alone to find someone to kiss when the clock strikes midnight

word count: 1.8k

warnings: partying + mentions of drinking (not by reader/erick)

a/n: ahh here it is, the first post for my new cnco blog!! i’ve been wanting to write for them for a little while now, and i’m so glad i had the opportunity of joining @quisieracnco ‘s new years collab to prompt me to do so!! tysm ali for including me and letting me write about our dear baby, erick!! hope you all enjoy and happy holidays!! xoxo - tatianna

You weren’t exactly sure why you were at a loud and crowded party on the night of the 31st, instead of spending the holiday wrapped up at home, watching whatever celebration was on television while you sipped away on some leftover drinks from Christmas.

However, your plans for a quiet night were long forgotten as you pushed between the sweaty bodies of partygoers, reggaeton blasting through the speakers and enticing the guests to sway and grind against each other to the beat. At least, that’s what everyone else was doing, leaving you the odd man out as you swerved between the partiers in a desperate search for an air pocket not contaminated by the stench of alcohol or sweat.

Luckily, it wasn’t long before you found the area, an unoccupied stairwell amidst the large house the guys had rented out for their New Year’s Eve party. The same guys who had pulled you from your apartment, insisting that joining them for the night was much better than whatever boring plans you had made by yourself.

Richard and Christopher were the most forceful in their begging, Joel and Zabdiel just chuckling quietly as the two pushed you into your closet and told you they weren’t leaving until you came out wearing something presentable. You were, of course, reluctant, since you knew how out of control the guys got when they drank, but they were your closest friends, and you knew them inviting you was their way of ensuring you didn’t feel left out.

Except, you had noticed Erick, the last of the group, looking increasingly awkward among the other rowdy guys. You knew he wasn’t the biggest partier of them all, but he did enjoy spending time with the others, especially since his younger age made him prone to feeling excluded among them.

So, as much as you wished you could avoid any form of club or party for the rest of the night, you got dressed, and squeezed into the car with them, forcing away the regret bubbling up in your stomach as they passed alcohol around and turned up the radio to full volume.

They were all scattered around the second you made it to the party, and you were left alone, cursing yourself for ever letting them use their charm to persuade you along. Now, you had no one to talk to and nothing to do except sit in the stairwell and hope that one of the guys would stumble across you sooner or later and offer you a ride home. Still, you knew how they operated, which meant you knew that all of them were probably stumbling drunk by now, flirting with whatever girls they’d decided to kiss when the clock struck midnight.

You checked your phone, letting out a sigh as the time illuminated the screen: 11:03 PM. Another hour to kill and not one of your friends in sight.

At least, that’s what you thought as you busied away on your phone for twenty minutes or so, praying that your battery would last long enough to keep you occupied until you could get home to charge it. It was during those slow minutes that you heard your name being called, a distinct yell from the blaring reggaeton and sloshing of drinks.

Your head shot up, eyes searching around the room as you looked for the source of the sound. All you could see, however, was the same group of people that had been dancing in front of you just minutes prior.

Great, you thought, looking back down at your phone. Now I’m hearing things.

Except, just seconds later, and louder than before, you heard your name being called again.

“Y/N!” You recognized the voice, Erick’s usual soft tone easily blending into the background noise of the party. You pushed yourself off the stairs and looked around the groups of people, locking eyes with him and waving him over. His toothy smile was bright in comparison to the rest of the dark room, and he quickly made his way over to you. You laughed as he scooted around people, far too timid to use any force in pushing them out of the way.

“I wondered where you went,” you joked, once he was in earshot. His sharp eyebrows furrowed and you leaned closer, repeating the words directly into his ear. You felt him tense just slightly as you neared him, and you pulled away hastily after, watching a smile spread across his face at your sentence.

Erick opened his mouth to respond before closing it. He tilted his head over to the stairwell where he knew it was quieter, indicating that you two should move the conversation there. Once you were both situated on the steps he let out a sigh of relief, resting his hands palm down beside him.

“Pensé that you were with Christopher or Richard,” he explained. “Estaba con Joel.”

“It’s not your fault.” You chuckled. “I assumed this would happen if I came, so it’s fine.”

Erick shook his head and pouted, but didn’t bother responding, knowing that what you said was true. You just bumped his shoulder playfully with your own, as if to silently tell him that all was well and you were just glad to be with him now. Of course, you’d never say that out loud, considering it would sound much too forward for a relationship as reserved as your own.

It wasn’t like you and Erick weren’t close -- if anything, he was your best friend among the guys. That had its setbacks, though, since you could never tell him about the feelings you’d been harboring towards him. It wasn’t like he was one of the other boys, the ones you could mindlessly flirt with and not fear ruining your friendship over. Erick was a deeper connection, a closer one you couldn’t risk with a hopeless crush.

The thought did make you slightly disappointed, but you were quickly brought from your thoughts when loud steps sounded behind you, making you turn and watch as Richard came down the stairs.

“Erick! Y/N!” A lopsided grin covered his face, his walking mildly staggered as he bounded down the steps. “I wondered where you two ran off to.”

He sat down on the step a few rows behind you, his long legs nearing your own form as he stretched them out. You smiled and patted his shin affectionately before looking back at Erick, who seemed more closed off than he had been when you two were alone.

“Ya va a ser medianoche,” Richard teased, leaning down to playfully sing the words. “You got anyone you’re planning on kissing yet?” You shook your head with a scoff, watching as Erick did the same.

“Ah, pues, sucks to be you, entonces. I’ve got someone waiting for me so I’m gonna need to squeeze past you two.” He stood up quickly, swaying as he caught his balance before he started to push between you and Erick.

“Richard! Deja los enamorados solitos. Can’t you see they’re waiting to spend midnight together?” Christopher came into view in the hallway, poking his tongue out and laughing loudly when Richard made it to his side, pushing into him with a glare. “Ah, ah ok ok!! Ni modo!!” Their voices trailed off as they stumbled to the next room, leaving you and Erick back to stare at each other.

“Well then..” You let out a sigh, shaking your head at the guys’ crazy antics.

“¿No tienes a quién besar?” Erick’s question caught you off guard, and you raised your eyebrow.

“Why would I?”

He didn’t seem to know how to respond to that, awkwardly shrugging and turning away from you slightly. “Es que - I just assumed.”

You laughed at that. “I assumed you would have had someone.”

He scrunched his nose and you were sure if the lights were brighter in the house, you’d see a blush spreading across his cheeks. He was so easy to embarrass sometimes.

“I guess we’ll be alone then,” you said, not too bothered by the statement. Erick seemed disappointed by it, though, as his shoulders sagged and he let out a grumbled sigh.

You rolled your eyes jokingly, and when your gaze focused back on him, you caught him staring. He was gazing directly at you, green eyes swimming with curiosity. He seemed lost in thought for just a moment, before he looked away quickly as if only then noticing the unwavering eye contact between you two.

His lips parted, a word on the tip of his tongue, before the yelling of partygoers cut him off.

“One minute!” People cheered and yelled, while your eyes widened.

“Has it really been an hour?” you mumbled to yourself, checking your phone for the countless time that night. Sure enough, the numbers 11:59 stared back at you, bright white against your lock screen.

You sighed and watched as people moved through the house to find the person they’d vowed to kiss that night, guests pushing past each other and joining together. You caught Zabdiel across the hall with his girl of the night, his hands around her waist.

You wondered how Erick felt, most likely the only guy of the group without someone to kiss. You felt bad, honestly, knowing you had taken up his last hour to find someone with small talk.

“Hey,” you turned to him to apologize but found he’d moved closer while you were distracted. “I--.” The words died in your throat as you caught him watching your lips, his own pulled between his teeth.

“Ten!” The collective shout of partiers filled the house.

“Nine!”

You swallowed heavily, and started to turn away when Erick grabbed your hand. His gaze flickered to your own, and you could see the determination swirling in his crystal irises. The corner of his lip pulled up slightly, and your heart rate picked up at the small action alone.

“What are you--”

“Five!”

“Can I?” he asked softly, licking his lips.

“Four!”

You could barely register the words before you were nodding, immediately leaning in closer.

“One!”

Your eyelids fluttered shut, lips quivering as they met Erick’s. The sweatiness of his palms and shaking of his fingers were enough indication of his nerves, and you were slightly relieved you weren’t the only one filled with tension.

He sighed softly into the kiss, the sound barely audible over the chorus of celebratory yells all around. You squeezed his hand, interlacing your fingers with his. His lips were so warm, so plush and soft, like you had always expected. His touch mirrored that as well, no force or pressure behind his gentle actions. The feeling made you smile softly, your lips barely brushing against his.

It only took a second or two before you were both grinning, finally pulling away from each other as your lips parted.

You ducked your head just slightly, shyness taking over. You could still see Erick from the corner of your eye, however, and the smirk that stayed plastered across his lips. His thumb rubbed over the back of your hand and he gently pulled you closer, leading you to rest your head against his shoulder. A soft kiss was pressed against the top of your hair, leaving you flustered as he murmured against your head, just loud enough for you to hear, “Happy New Year.”

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multifandom-mixtapes · 5 years

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Hiii! Ok I would like a ship with a member of CNCO please! I’m 27 and a Scorpio. I have a slight attitude and the way I flirt is to lightly bully. I can from a rough neighborhood and that sometimes shows but mostly I’m pretty nice. I don’t trust easily but when I do I never shut up and am extremely loyal. I love to make my family and friends laugh and I have no issue making a fool of myself. I love to hang with friends, go dancing, sing karaoke even though I can’t sing. My photo shows my looks🙃

HI!

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I hope you don’t mind me saying but, you are SO PRETTY!

I ship you with....RICHARD!

I feel like you would meet our boy Richard while you’re having a well deserved night out. You’re more than likely going to get a drink to cool off and all these girls are talking to him on the other side and he politely kind of pauses them and goes up to you. You’re getting your drink and you see him from the corner of your eyes and already you’re like “mmm nah.” *insert eye roll emoji from you*

Knowing Richard he’d hit you with the “Aye Mami, what it do?” and you’d be like “Absolutely nothing.”

Richard doesn’t want to say he’s shocked and kind of astounded that you aren’t giving him heart eyes...but...he’s kind of shocked and astounded.

You’d walk away to go back to dancing and his brain would trip for a hot minute and go “??????”

Intrigued but not wanting to overstep himself and make you feel uncomfortable, he’ll steal glances at you from a distance until GASOLINA COMES ON CAUSE Y’ALL ALREADY KNOW ITS A CLASSIC BUT I GO OFF-

Mr. Camacho KNOWS it’s his time to shine.

So he slowly but surely begins to get closer to where you and your friends are and the moment you notice him you’re shaking your head and laughing to yourself.

He was confident af walking up to you when you were getting a drink but now that he’s shooting his shot again he’s looking reeeeaaaallllll shy.

Before he can even say anything to explain himself, you’re grabbing his hand and pulling him into you to dance. This boy is SWOONING!!!

You guys start off as friends and honestly with you becoming a part of his life, he couldn’t be happier. He thought he had everything before but dude the way you make him LAUGH and the way you guys are able to be goofy and talk shit together just drives him wild.

Richie is definitely a show-off. Every time you send him a selfie or a picture/video of something awesome you do he acts like its show and tell and takes like 13 minutes to explain one image/video to the boys and talk about how amazing you are/it is.

AND WHEN YOU SING, W H E N Y O U S I N G

RICHARD IS SITTING THERE, GIGGLING LIKE A FOOL, WATCHING IN AWE, SAYING STUFF LIKE “THAT’S MY BABY!!! GO ON BABY GIRL!!!!!!”

It took you both a while to open up to each other just because Richard didn’t want to force you but he also has a hard time trusting people due to how big he is and how people are usually out here not giving him the love and appreciation he deserves.

He lowkey gets a little emotional when you open up to him because he finally found someone that trusts him and someone he can trust without fear of judgment or fear of that person not being real w him or exposing him.

When you first let Richard take you out this man is SMILINGGGG and trippin out. He totally posts his smile on his insta story. For your first date, he would take you to this restaurant for lunch that he thinks you’ll like even though HE HAS NEVER BEEN THERE BEFORE HE JUST THINKS YOU WILL LIKE IT

but after that, he wouldn’t want to be cheesy, he’d want something original, so him being him....

he rents out this space that literally has a bunch of things for you guys to do. I’m talking dancing, karaoke, board games, arcade games, a space for movies both inside and outside, a swimming pool, like this boy will SPOIL you and won’t even see it that way.

In short, Richard is in awe of you and the dynamic you guys have is super special. He’s never met a girl that he could have an attitude with (a fake one of course, more him trying to be goofy) and not mess everything up. He would love you dearly.

💜

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isthatanascot · 5 years

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What non sexual thing turns them on.

Christopher:

That moment when you rub your body lotion all over your legs after a shower. He just loves to stare at your hands running over your uncovered legs & trying to imagine it’s him touching your skin.

Zabdiel:

He for some reason becomes hypnotized right when you caress his arm or any part of his body with your nails. He can barely maintain a straight face when you do it unintentionally.

Joel:

Oh this poor baby finds everything sexy about you, but the thing that turns him on the most is when you do your hair up in a ponytail. Why? Because it instantly reminds him when you do it right before a blowjob.

Richard:

He is pretty good at hiding it, & he will obviously deny it, but he goes crazy when you are trying to choose for an outfit to wear for the club or a party, because he can only think about ripping it off when you both come back home.

Erick:

NOT YET LADIES. I feel like writing about this of him is still wrong for now lol

Might edit this post in a few days to add him shh

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marvelouslimelight · 4 years

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oooooh my boys singing Japanese huh

my boo or my weeaboo

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richardscamacho · 4 years

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love & live.

“i don’t understand your obsession with self image,” you huffed from across the room.

erick took advantage of your back facing toward him and allowed those green eyes to roll back into his skull. then, he watched for a brief moment as you pulled one of his large tee shirts over your head. it was so easy to find himself lost in your every feature, he would’ve lost his train of thought if you hadn’t had this conversation so many times before. it was basically routine at this point in time, permanently etched into his memory.

“that’s because i don’t have an obsession with my self image,” he quipped easily. nimble fingers quickly brushed tufts of dark hair from his line of sight, enabling him to observe you making your way over to the bed. although he could sense your growing annoyance, it took everything in his being not to smile at how lovely you looked without makeup, donning his clothing in place of pajamas. “we’ve been over this, amor. our manager makes those rules, not me.”

“there aren’t any rules about telling your bandmates,” you stated.

flopping down onto the mattress next to him, you placed both palms over your eyes and sighed loudly. not to attract his attention—for you already had all of that—but because you truly did not get him sometimes. you didn’t understand the way he thought, and sometimes, it became easy to doubt your stance in the relationship. it wasn’t that you wanted to leave—because that was the last thing you ever thought about doing—it was that you were unsure of how serious he considered your companionship.

“does it really matter that much to you?”

still, your eyes remained covered. his tone was serious, as opposed to condescending or sarcastic. he seemed genuinely curious to hear your response, though you felt as though it should be obvious. of course it mattered as much to you. not being able to tell the public was understandable, but what about his best friends?

“hey,” he spoke softly, using a gentle touch to remove your hands. when you finally looked up at him, you noticed he was frowning. “i’m sorry, baby. i thought you knew.”

“knew?”

“of course i told them about you. christopher ratted me out, like, weeks ago after i showed up at the studio with a hickey and i was forced to come clean. i just... didn’t think it was a big deal?” he tilted his head to the side, trying to piece together his thoughts. “no—you’re a big deal. you’re one of the most important people in my life, it’s just that i’ve never really seen much necessity in making a big deal out of our relationship in front of the guys. you know how they are.”

it took a moment for it to click in your mind. then, you bursted into a fit of giggles. the more he pouted, the harder you laughed, until tears welled up in your eyes.

“they’ve been teasing you! is that really it?” you asked between exasperated breaths. “oh my gosh, you’re such a baby! why didn’t you just say that?”

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