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kaiyatoast · 1 year

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goofing around - richard camacho

pairing: richard camacho x reader w/c: 345

imagine goofing around with richard. you'd be doing some things around the house with music on when some of cnco's songs come on. you'd dance around with richard and singing to the song. he would have a smile as he watched his girl sing and dance along to his song.

when it was a ballad song, he'd just be singing softly to you, holding you close to him. when it was a reggaeton song, you know the two of you would be dancing like you were in the club, his hands on your waist while you worked that ass against him.

when solo yo came on, richard smirked at you, knowing how much you liked that song. well, more specifically, the choreography of that one particular part of it. it drove you wild everytime he performed that song on stage and danced to the slowed down part.

richard would make sure to move his hips more, making eye contact with you everytime. you'd join in with him, dancing in a way that had him riled up. you moved your hips along to the music, making sure that he had his eyes on you.

when it was finally the slowed down part of solo yo, richard pulled you down on the floor so that you were laying on your back. he slowly lifted up his shirt and got down on you grinding you. you felt a lil something there and you looked up at him, smirking. he did his usual dance, meaning he moved his hips against yours, basically dry humping you.

when the part was over, neither of you move. instead, you stayed like that, moving your hands up his body as he leaned down, attaching his lips to the side of your neck.

"you wanna show me how else you can move your hips?" you asked, moving your head to the side to give richard more access.

"it would be my pleasure," he said as he pressed his lips against yours, moving his hips against you again, showing you what to expect later on.

reposted from my other account @calums-betch

#richard camacho #cnco #cnco fanfic #cnco imagine #richard camacho x reader #richard camacho fluff

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theravenclawlover · 2 years

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Hey!!

I read your prompts and I feel like the angst ones will literally make me cry 😂😂💀I know you just did one, but do you mind doing a Richard fluff with 15 &2??

lol the angst prompts are literally my favorites. and sure I can write for Rich again, I don't mind lol request away!

(Richard Camacho x GN!Reader)

You didn’t know how your life had ended up like this. You had graduated college, with a Bachelor’s Degree that you actually liked. Granted, it had turned out pretty useless as you needed two years of Masters in order for it to be of real use. So you had ended up jobless after college. But you had turned desperate. So you looked for odd jobs. And so now here you were, walking toward your source of income.

Four boys.

Singers.

A boyband.

You’re friends had laughed at first. None of the had believed you when you told them you had gotten the job of personal assistant for a boyband. But you were. And lord knows how exhausting it is.

You don’t take care of all four. No. Just one. Richard Camacho. He was your main concern.

You grabbed the spare key for his apartment and let yourself in. Today was an essay day, you just had to make sure he showed up for his rehearsals, and eat.

You walked in and set your cup of coffee down on the counter. You quickly noticed that it was all still too quite which meant he wasn’t awake just yet. So you took the chance to prepare something for him so you two wouldn’t be late.

Ten minutes later and his door opened. Revealing a sleepy Richard. Hair sticking up in weird places, sweatpants that hung a little too low, and no shirt.

You looked away, hiding the blush that overcame your face.

The hardest part of the job? Ignoring the fact that you had fallen in love with him. And you couldn’t do anything about it.

“Mornin’” he mumbled as he scratched his neck. He grabbed your cup of coffee, sniffed it, and drank from it.

“You do realize that was mine right?” You said with a hint of a smile as you tried not to look as his toned muscled torso, arms…

“Ye,” he said as he set down the cup, “not that you mind.”

You raised an eyebrow.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You asked. He looked at you. His eyes scanned you up and down. You visibly shifted as your whole body flushed.

“Yeah,” he grinned stepping closer to you. “You don’t mind.”

He turned around and left to change. You stood there confused and embarrassed.

Fifteen minutes later and Richard came out of his room dressed for the day. It didn’t matter if it was just rehearsals all day, he still dressed ready to go anywhere.

You didn’t even look at him as he went to eat what you had set out for him earlier. You just checked schedules, emails, and the like.

“The car should be here soon,” you said.

“You didn’t drive here?” He asked walking toward you.

“No,” you said. “It’s at the repair shop. I took the bus.”

Just as those words came out of your mouth you got a text from the person that was supposed to pick you two up.

“Shit,” you cursed softly. Richard looked at you. You looked at him. “It’s too hot out and a tire exploded. He won’t be able to get to us. He already reported back but now I gotta make a call.”

You had never been under so much stress as you had that morning. It wasn’t even past ten and you were about to have a headache from your bosses. It wasn’t your fault that your car had broken down and needed to be taken to the repair shop. Nor was it your fault that the man’s tire exploded. Longest eight minutes of your life. That’s how long you had to hold your tongue. You needed the job, so you just shut up.

You finally got to hang up.

“So…” Richard looked at you, “…No practice?”

“Nope.” You threw yourself next to him on the couch. “At least not for you. Chris, Zabdiel, and Erick are already there. It might take hours before anyone can pick you up. And lord knows how long traffic is by then.”

You two sat there in silence. Which was always impossible for you as your mind was rather loud. And there was something bugging you since that morning.

“What did you mean by it?” You asked without looking at him.

He turned to you and let out a chuckle.

“You mean about the comment I made?”

You nodded. He chuckled again.

“I know you like me.”

Oh how you wished you could crawl into the ground to never be found again.

You slowly turned to look at Richard who was looking at you try to form words but nothing came out. You looked stupid. He smiled.

“You’re pretty obvious about it.”

Was he trying to just mortify you?

“Are you mocking me right now?” You asked slightly ticked off.

“No,” he said quickly. “I just find it funny that for someone that can’t keep their eyes off me, you never noticed how I did the same thing.”

Your brain had stopped working. Like nothing was happening. You started at him wide eyed. Mouth slight agape.

“I’ve liked you for a while,” he said softly, his usual confidence lowering. “It’s been so much more than that for a while.”

You swallowed hard, blinking a couple of times before regaining some of your words.

“So…you mean to tell me that…” you inhaled. The released, “…this whole time you loved me too?”

Richard began to smile, a hint of shyness behind his eyes. One of his hands grabbed cup the side of your face.

“Yeah,” he nodded. “That’s what I’m saying.”

You didn’t know what to believe. What to think. How to feel. You didn’t even know how to even follow that up. Basic words were failing you again.

He chuckled.

“Was it too much?” He asked jokingly. You nodded dumbly. He laughed.

“Alright. Say a word. Anything,” he smiled. “I’ll do it.”

Oh, he so was trying to just make you self combust. But you opened your mouth and sighed,

“Kiss me.”

There was no hesitation as he leaned in and kissed your mouth. His lips finally against yours. You sighed into the kiss as his hand held you there. Your body melting into his.

“You’re so going to get me fired,” you mumbled against his lips. He smiled.

“Mhm, worth it.”

#theravenclawlover #may 2022 #Richard Camacho #richard camacho x reader #Richard Camacho fluff #CNCO

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cncoluvbot · 1 year

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new cnco writing blog

hi, all! welcome to cncoluvbot — a new cnco writing blog! feel free to send in any and all requests pertaining to the guys. i accept all ideas from smut to fluff and everything in between, so be as creative as you’d like (and maybe send in some au requests). even if it’s just something small like “how do you think the boys would be in xyz situation” i would be happy to oblige (:

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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

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-JC Caylen

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-Tom Holland (Peter Parker, Cherry, Arvin)

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-The Vamps

-Brad Simpson

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calums-betch · 4 years

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richard camacho post #5

note: gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner of it

warning: none. it gets suggestive at the end but it still passes off as PG-13

word count: 345

when the part was over, neither of you move. instead, you stayed like that, moving your hands up his body as he leaned down, attaching his lips to the side of your neck.

"you wanna show me how else you can move your hips?" you asked, moving your head to the side to give richard more access.

"it would be my pleasure," he said as he pressed his lips against yours, moving his hips against you again, showing you what to expect later on.

#cnco #cnco fanfic #cnco fluff #cnco imagine #cncomusic #richard camacho #richard camacho x reader #richard camacho fluff #richard camacho week #69th post ayee #it's literally 4am #goodnight/morning #peace i'm out #kaiyinwrites

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tu-sonrisaaa-te-amooo · 4 years

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christopher velez - run

aka: get back here, u rat

Author’s Note: This is the second fic in the Boyfriend/Bestfriend Series @zabdidaddi and I are doing! The tone of this one is very different from the first, so we hope you enjoy it! <3 -m.n.

Pairings: Richard - best friend, Christopher - love interest

Warnings: This is the funniest thing I’ve ever written in my life. Jay and I were laughing so hard over this thing, I swear.

Word Count: 1.1k+

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You saw him before he saw you. His hair was blond now and his face was turned away from you, but there was no mistaking the figure - it was Richard.

You dropped your suitcase and ran as fast as you could, jumping onto his back piggy-back style.

“Rich!” you yelled, and kissed the top of his head.

“Oh my god, shawty!” he was visibly frightened, but didn’t drop you. “You can never just say hi, can you?” he laughed after his recovery.

“Not to you,” you said, slipping off his back to give him a hug.

“Happy birthday, (Y/N),” he said squeezing you tight. “I’m glad you could make it.”

“Thanks for the plane ticket to come see you!” you said. “This tour has been so long.”

“Anytime, shawty,” he said. “I’ve missed you.”

“Do you need help with your suitcase?” A handsome boy you hadn’t noticed before stepped forward.

“Oh, sure!” you smiled at him uncertainly.

“(Y/N), this is Joel,” said Richard. “I asked him to come along.” Why did Richard wink at you as he said that?

***

When you arrived in the huge hotel suite the band shared, there were two boys standing over a table, decorating a cake.

The tall one with blond hair looked up immediately.

“You must be (Y/N), I’m Zabdiel,” he said pleasantly.

“And I’m Erick,” said the one with piercing blue eyes. They were both grinning like fools.

“What are you so happy about?” Richard asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Come, look!” Zabdiel said, beckoning you, Richard, and Joel over.

The icing on the cake they decorated said, “Hapee birthday, Richard’s frend :)” in what looked like a first grader’s handwriting. Above “Richard’s frend” was a horrible misspelling of your name, crossed out, and violently covered in sprinkles.

“Zabdi, what is this supposed to be?” Richard asked, scowling.

“A birthday cake. We made it ourselves,” said Zabdiel proudly, looking over at Erick.

Joel’s head was in his hands. “Oh my god, the spelling,” he mumbled, pained.

“Bro.” Erick looked sadly at Joel. “We spent two hours on this.”

“I love it!” you were smiling so hard it hurt. It was hilarious.

“Really?” Zabdiel and Erick perked up.

“Really, this is the best cake I’ve ever seen,” you said, tears streaming out of your eyes from suppressed laughter.

“Oh my god, she’s crying, Zabdi,” said Erick.

“Why are you crying, mi amol?” Zabdiel bent down to look in your eyes, genuinely concerned.

You threw a tragic look at Richard, who smirked. “It’s just that Richard’s never made me a cake before,” you said, voice almost cracking with laughter.

“Oh bebé, I’m sorry,” said Zabdiel seriously, pulling you into a hug. “I will be your best friend now instead.”

“Me too,” said Erick, joining Zabdiel in hugging you.

“Me three,” said an unfamiliar voice, and you suddenly felt a pair of hands low on your waist.

You looked up and there was a handsome boy with floppy hair and a confident smile.

“Who are you?” you asked, not knowing why your heart was fluttering.

“I’m Chris. Who are you?”

“That’s (Y/N),” said Richard, his voice deeper than usual. “And she’s my best friend. When did you get here?”

“Just now,” Chris said, winking at you.

“(Y/N), would you like to see how we did the sprinkles on the cake?” Zabdiel asked.

“Of course,” you said. And while Zabdiel and Erick showed you their cake-decorating techniques, Richard struck up a different conversation with Joel.

“Isn’t she beautiful?” Richard asked. “You should talk to her.”

“Yeah, she’s beautiful, but... I-,” faltered Joel, blushing.

“I don’t think she’s beautiful,” Chris interjected.

“What?”

“I think she’s hot.” Chris was grinning.

“Listen here, you little goof,” Richard hissed menacingly. “Stay away from her.”

“Why?”

“She needs someone who’ll take care of her, not flirt with her.”

“Ay, papá, that’s what she has you for.”

***

Once you had all eaten some of the cake, which was surprisingly delicious, Richard’s phone rang.

“It’s Aaliyah,” he said, smiling. “I’ll be in my room.”

“Send her my besitos,” you said, and he nodded.

The moment he was gone, Chris grabbed your hand. His eyes were alight and it made you smile.

“You’re all I can think about, mamí,” he said. “I want to take you somewhere.”

“Where?” Your heart beat.

“Anywhere. To the stars, if you want.”

You glanced at the door Richard disappeared through. He probably wouldn’t mind. “All right,” you said, feeling like a dream.

Chris took you to a really beautiful restaurant in the city. He was attentive and kind, and his laughter was contagious.

You were captivated while he told you about all the places he’d been and things he’d done. “You remind me of Rio de Janeiro,” he said. “When I was walking on the - oh no.” His eyes moved to something behind you, terror on his face.

“What’s wrong?” you asked.

“What the heck, Christopher?” You could recognize Richard’s voice without seeing him.

“Oh no, oh no,” Chris mumbled.

“I told you to stay away from her,” Richard boomed, and people started to look at you. You wanted to die right there.

“Richard, just listen,” said Chris weakly.

Richard, however, wasn’t in the mood for talking. He grabbed Chris by the jacket, ready to fight. But Chris slipped away, leaving his jacket in Richard’s hand, and took off screaming.

“Hey! Get back here, you rat!” Richard yelled, sprinting after him.

It was like watching a savage lion chase his prey through the jungle. Chris’s hyper screams reminded you of a chipmunk in distress.

Chris collided with a waiter, who fell down dramatically, while Richard jumped on top of a table. From there, he pounced down on Chris, whose screaming intensified.

You ran after them, pulling on Richard’s shoulders to get him to let go.

“Richard, what in the world-?”

“No, that’s on me, (Y/N),” Christopher wheezed. “He caught me slipping.”

“What?”

“Yeah, I warned him to stay away from you,” said Richard. “He knows he doesn’t deserve you.”

“What do you mean?” you asked.

“He’s the biggest flirt I’ve ever seen, shawty, and I didn’t want you to get hurt. Why couldn’t you go out with someone normal - like Joel?”

“Rich, you’re not my dad,” you said, tears welling up from emotion. “I think I can make my own decisions, especially on my birthday.” But when you looked at him you saw that tears were trickling out of his eyes too. “Now why are you crying, Richard?”

“Because I made you cry,” he said gently. “I’m sorry. I only ever wanted to protect you.”

“It’s all right, Rich.” You leaned down and hugged him tight. “But I just have one thing to say,” you said, glancing over at Chris.

“What is it, mamí?” Chris looked up at you sheepishly. You took his hand and smiled.

“Run!”

And hand in hand you two sprinted out of the restaurant and into the sunshine, laughing so hard you felt like your side would split.

#christopher velez x reader #richard camacho x reader #cnco fanfic #boyfriend/bestfriend series #cnco #get back here u rat

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marvelouslimelight · 4 years

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I’m crying. Everything about this video was just perfect

except Chris’ outfit it ruined my whole mood lmao

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chellybear98 · 4 years

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Proposal 💍

This one is for my babe, @cnco-much !! I really hope you like it bebecita! 😭❤️

Flashbacks are in italics.

Also if anyone wants to request anything feel free ☺️ I write fluff and angst 😂

Taglist: @ericks-mala-actitud (if anyone wants to be added to the taglist hmu 👀)

“Mami! Can I wear this one so I can match with papi?” You and Aaliyah were currently getting ready for the concert the boys were having in Miami. Richard had left earlier on in the day because he had rehearsals, so you and Aaliyah decided that you would both meet him there in time for the concert.

“Of course you can princess! I’ll wear mine too so we can all match!” Aaliyah’s face instantly lit up. Richard was wearing his half denim half camo pants so both you and Aaliyah were gonna wear your camo jackets.

Richard and you have been together for about 3 years now. It’s been a rollercoaster but you both managed to make it through every obstacle. Each time, coming out stronger than before. Aaliyah has also been a huge part of the relationship. From the minute you met her you knew that you both had an amazing bond.

“You ready to meet the other love of my life?” Richard said with a smirk on his gorgeous face as soon as you pulled up to his parents’ place. To say you were nervous would’ve been the understatement of the year. Aaliyah was the only person in his family who you hadn’t met yet. Her opinion of you would either make or break your relationship. Richard had noticed your anxious state and gently held your hand in his, bringing it up to his lips to place a soft kiss on it.

“Relax nena. She’ll love you just as much as I love you. No te preocupes.”

“I really hope so.” You said with a sigh. You both exited the car and slowly but surely made your way to the front door. Just as Richard was about to knock, the door flung open.

“Papi!” Aaliyah yelled and jumped onto Richard.

“Hola mi amor.” Richard said while holding her close in a tight embrace. You were just standing there, awkwardly twiddling your thumbs and staring down at the floor. Richard once again noticed your anxious state and grabbed your hand with his free one that wasn’t holding Aaliyah. You instantly looked up to see him softly smiling at you while Aaliyah was staring at you with a poker face. You had no idea what was going through her pretty little head.

“Princess, this is Y/N. Remember I told you that I wanted you to meet my friend who was very special to me?” The way Richard spoke to Aaliyah melted your heart. That was one of the things you admired most about him, how soft and loving he was to the people he cared so much about.

You were so caught up in admiring Richard that you almost didn’t notice the little girl flinging herself toward you. You instantly let go of Richard’s hand to hold her securely with both hands. She immediately wrapped her little arms around your neck to give you a hug.

“Hola Y/N! My papi talks about you all the time! He really likes you.” Aaliyah said with a cute little giggle. You felt you anxiousness begin to fade as you realized that you really had nothing to worry about, just as Richard had said.

“Well I would hope he does because I really like him too.” You said while giggling along with Aaliyah. Richard just looked at the both of you with all the admiration in the world.

“See I told you that you had nothing to worry about.” Richard said. You just gave him a little smile and refocused on Aaliyah.

“So you said that your papi talks about me all time.. what does he say about me?” You asked with a laugh. Aaliyah just laughed along with you ready to tell you all the cute things her papi said.

Because you and Aaliyah both had such a strong bond, it was quite easy for her to become comfortable around you. It is because of this comfort that she calls you mami. You remember the first time she called you mami. It was the most amazing feeling in the world.

You, Richard and Aaliyah were all having a lazy day since Richard was finally home after being away for over a month. You and Richard were cuddled up on the couch while Aaliyah was right in front of you both playing with her kitchen set that Richard had bought her. She was pretending to make you lunch. You and Richard were just quietly talking, catching up on each other’s lives when it happened.

“Mami! Do you want fried chicken or chicken nuggets for lunch?” She asked while not even realizing what she had said. Both you and Richard had a look of pure shock written over your faces.

“What did you just say sweetheart?” You slowly asked, wanting to make sure you heard her right.

“I asked if you wanted fried chicken or chicken nuggets.” She said, patiently waiting for a response.

“No baby, what did you call her?” Richard finally spoke up. Aaliyah looked absolutely confused as to why you and Richard were acting so strange.

“I called her mami. Is she not my mami?” She asked. You instantly started to cry. It touched your heart that she thought of you as a mother figure. You didn’t know what else to do so you scooped her up in your arms and gave her a tight hug.

“Of course I’m your mami babygirl! I will always be your mami.” You said while tears were still running down your face.

You were snapped out of you little memory when Aaliyah spoke up.

“What did you say babygirl?” You asked not really hearing what she said as you were so deep in your thoughts.

“Why are you crying mami?” It was then you realized that you had started crying, thinking about that day.

“Oh it’s nothing mi amor. No te preocupes. Are you ready to go see papi and your tios perform?” You asked while grabbing picking up your purse and Aaliyah’s bag.

“Si!! Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s go!”

When you both got there the boys were getting ready to go up on stage. Aaliyah ran up to Richard while you walked up to Ali to rest the bags down.

“She is the cutest thing in the world. When are you guys gonna make her a big sister?” Ali asked with a little laugh. You laughed along with her while responding, “When he puts a ring on this finger then you can ask me that question again.” Ali just looked at you with a big smirk that made you extremely confused.

“Two minutes boys. On stage in two minutes.” You heard someone yell. Richard then ran towards you with Aaliyah in his arms. He gently placed her down. “I have a surprise for you after the show so don’t run off before the end.” He said with a little wink and then gave you a quick hug and a kiss before scurrying back over to the rest of the boys. Once again Ali looked at you with a big smirk and you were left completely confused.

It was now the end of the show where the boys thank the fans and tell them goodnight, but that’s not what happened. Chris ran off stage towards you.

“Come on Y/N! It’s time for Richard’s surprise!” He said with a wink. He grabbed your hand and yanked you onto the stage. You were beyond nervous. You never did well infront of huge crowds. Chris led you to a single stool placed directly in the center of the stage and made you sit. He and the other boys then walked to the side of the stage, leaving you and Richard at the center. Richard looked at you with his gorgeous eyes, winked and turned his direction to the crowd of cncowners.

“Okay guys, so I have one last song I’m gonna perform. This one is dedicated to the love of my life. The person who always seems to make me smile even when I’m in the most horrible moods. The person who pushed me to be the best version of myself. The person who I honestly wouldn’t mind spending the rest of my life with.” Richard said, looking at you while saying the last sentence. You didn’t know what to do so you just sat there staring at him and blushing. He then began singing ‘Marry you’ by Bruno Mars.

It's a beautiful night, we're looking for something dumb to do

Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you

Is it the look in your eyes, or is it this dancing juice

Who cares baby, I think I wanna marry you

When he sang the last line, he got down on one knee and looked up at you with tears in his eyes and asked those special words.

“Will you marry me?”

With tears running down your face, you jumped off of the stool and tackled Richard in a bear hug while repeating whispering, “Yes!”. When you both pulled away Richard stood up and placed the ring on your finger, pulling you in for the most loving kiss ever. All that was heard were cheers from the crowd, the crew and the boys. In this moment, you felt like the luckiest woman in the entire world.

#richard camacho #richard camacho imagine #richard camacho imagines #richard camacho x reader #richard camacho fluff #richard camacho fanfic #cnco #cnco imagine #cnco fluff #cnco fanfic #cnco imagines

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kaiyatoast · 1 year

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coming home - richard camacho

pairing: richard camacho x reader w/c: 391

imagine richard coming home from tour. you guys have not seen each other in months. the two of you are tired, you from school or work, while richard from the long flight home.

you'd pick him up from the airport. you were super excited the entire way there. your fingers were constantly tapping on the wheel as you silently cursed at every red traffic light. but when you finally reached the airport, you calmed down a little.

but not for long.

you waited at the pickup area, standing around and trying to spot your boyfriend and his friends. your eyes scanned the area when you heard chatter coming from a direction. you heard his voice. you didn't need to be near him, you'd be able to recognise his voice just like that.

with a huge smile on your face, you half walked, half ran in that direction. richard spotted you and a smile grew on his face at the sight of you. he placed his luggage down as you grinned.

you finally reached him. you moved towards each other at the same time and wrapped your arms around each other simultaneously. the moment his arms were around you, you felt lighter. after all these months, you were reunited with him again.

you hid your face in his neck, hugging him tight to you. your lips turned up in an even wider smile. you had missed him so damn much.

"i've missed you baby," richard said in that smooth voice that you loved.

"i've missed you too baby," you replied. richard lifted his hand to caress your face, his eyes scanning your face with a smile that kept growing.

"you gonna kiss me or are you going to keep staring at me?" you asked him, a tiny smirk on your face. at your words, his lips too turned up in a smile that made your heart race.

"i love you," richard said before he crashed his lips onto yours, showing you just how much he missed you, how much he loved you. you returned the gesture, your body feeling more alive with the electricity coursing through your veins.

you ignored the cheers from richard's bandmates. with one final kiss, you leaned up to whisper in his ear.

"c'mon baby. let's get home. we've got a lot of things to catch up on."

reposted from my other account @calums-betch

#richard camacho #cnco #cnco fanfic #cnco imagine #richard camacho x reader #richard camacho fluff

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theravenclawlover · 2 years

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for cnco (could be any member! i don't mind)

fluff prompt 6 and smut prompt 12 :))

Ooh…I just did a Chris drabble so I’ll go ahead and just close my eyes and pick lol I know this was supposed to be fluff but I ended up writing a little more angst than fluff but there is fluff i swear.

(SMUT: +18 Only)

Warnings: Usage of the word c*nt.

(Richard Camacho x AFAB!Reader)

Richard knew he was going to face the sound of music when we awoke in a hospital bed. He was quick to see that he didn't have anything broken, but he had once bitch of a headache.

When a nurse noticed that he was awake, she quickly told him what had happened. He had hit his head a little too hard doing some of his usual parkour activities according to what his friends had said. After that, Chris, Zabdiel, Erick, and his team were there to make sure he was okay. But no sign of you. He had asked of your whereabouts and whether you knew what had happened. Everyone averted their eyes. Now, he was worried.

He was discharged after two long hours just to tell him that he was fine and he just needed some rest. Chris had dropped him off after wishing him luck. Nothing else. Richard let out a long sigh before going up to his and your apartment. He grabbed his key and opened the door to be received by a dark apartment. Were you even home?

"Amor?" he called. Nothing. He put his stuff down on the kitchen counter as he looked for you. He looked confused. He went into your shared bedroom and there he found you. You were sitting by the big windows in your bedroom, the light of the hiding sun made you look peaceful but as he walked closer to you, he noticed the frown on your face.

"Hey, baby," he muttered. You ignored him. Richard bit his lip as he walked even closer. He knelt down and rested his head on your crossed legs. For the first time, you made a move to acknowledge his presence. You looked down to see bright eyes looking at you guiltily.

"Are you mad at me?" he asked.

"No," you sighed. A hand went to touch his current red hair. He had let it grow a bit longer.

"Then why are you upset?" he asked. You looked at him with a raised eyebrow. He sighed. "I'm sorry."

There was a pause from you as you looked at his face. You wanted to be mad at him. He always did reckless things, no matter how many times he said he would take caution. But he always gave you that sheepish look because he knew what he was doing, but there was no stopping him. That was one of the things you loved about him, that wild spirit of his that allowed him to show you the most wonderful experiences of your life. But it never ceased to worry you when he loved to do his stunts. And this time he had taken a bad fall and gotten a concussion. The minute Zabdiel had called you and the words 'Richard fell and he's going to the hospital' you had stopped breathing. But it quickly turned into anger because how could he not take precautions. You had come up with what you were going to tell him when he came home, yell at him for being reckless, but you couldn't. All that anger just turned into longing because you just wanted him in your arms. You just wanted to hold him and make sure he was okay, that he was fine. You wanted to kiss his face and just have him promise you that he wouldn't do anything stupid again.

You sighed but let out a chuckle because how can you be pissed at a man that does nothing but love you like you were sent from Heaven.

You gave him a smile and his eyes lit up.

"Am I crazy? Because only a crazy person could fall in love with someone as reckless as you."

Richard let out a chuckle as he took hold of your hands and brought them to his lips to give them a kiss each.

"Yes, but I'm so thankful that you do," he said. "I'm so sorry that you have to deal with me, and my reckless ass."

"You're going to send me to my early grave," you said with a small laugh. He hid his face against your stomach.

Suddenly, he began kissing your stomach while his hands began to pull your legs from their position.

"Rich, what are you doing?" you asked.

"Shh, just trust me."

He grabbed your tighs. You uncrossed your legs and let him slot himself between your legs while his hands began massaging them. His lips began kissing your covered tighs, leaving kisses. His hands went to the seam of your leggings and began pulling them down. You raised yourself as he slid them down, his eyes on your face which was red. Once they were off, he threw them aside.

"Mhm," he hummed. His big hand massaged your inner thighs, you bit your lip as Richard's eyes couldn't stray away from your damp underwear. He pulled you closer, leaving your butt to the edge. His mouth began to kiss and bite, here and there. He mumbled praises as he went, leaving no naked spot unmarked.

Finally, his lips were only inches away from where you needed him. Where you ached for his touch.

"Rich," you whimpered. "Please."

His forefinger pressed right where your wet slit was. You jerked your hips at his touch. His finger rubbed through the thin material.

"Please," you whined. Your hands pulled at his hair which made him groan. You let go.

"Sorry, I-" you began to apologize. You had forgotten for a second about his concussion. But he grabbed your wrists and put it back where it had been.

"Keep it there," he said and continued his endless teasing.

This time you were cautious at how hard you pulled as he finally grabbed the hem of your underwear. He pulled on them and you were more than ready to have them off. He threw them away.

"Well, look at that," his mouth kissed right between your thigh and where your needy cunt was. "So wet."

You moaned as you felt his breathing on you. You couldn't look away as he just looked at you, so wet and exposed. You were only seconds away from begging when his tongue went in search of a taste.

"Aw, fuck," you moaned as you jerked your hips. His strong grip on you kept your legs wide open for him as he began to suck on your clit.

You couldn't help but feel he was giving your cunt the 'welcome home' kiss you had failed to give him earlier. He was slow, taking you in, making you feel his tongue explore every little part of your pussy. Your mouth hung open as the only thing you could do was moan and gasp his name out.

When he pulled back with a harsh suck on your clit, he looked up to see you dazed in a lustful state of mind. He grinned, knowing what was to come for the next few hours. He could spend eternity between your legs as long as you gave him those moans, whines, whimpers, and sighs of his name coming out of you. He knew that he was reckless and that he had promised multiple times that he was going to take care of himself, but this time it was going to be different. he had come home to find you so worried for him and that just didn't sit right with him. He could lose you if he was stupid with his actions. So no more of that. He wasn't going to make you sick by worrying about him. He'd rather see the face you had right now, that bliss he could give you instead of worry.

His fingers teased you, and one of his fingers slid right in and you whined as you pulled his hair. Richard grinned.

"You look so pretty like this."

#Richard Camacho #theravenclawlover #may 2022 #smut #cnco #richard camacho smut #drabble #richard camacho x reader #+18

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elliesshitofablog · 4 years

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all i can say is don’t judge me🤷🏽‍♀️

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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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cnchoe-imagines · 5 years

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Hi babe! It’s my birthday tomorrow and I was wondering if you could maybe do a Richard Drabble with 15 from the prompt list maybe if you can make it a bit angsty 👀😂 thanks love ❤️

richard x gn!reader + the way you said “i love you” - 15. loud, so everyone can hear

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The shot you throw back burns of regret and envy, scarring your throat with the familiar taste of him. His lips had the same poison on them last time you kissed him, and you can practically feel his rough touch and hot breath. The way he gripped your hips said forever, but his eyes held hesitance in them, and you wish you had remembered they were the window to the soul and saved yourself from heartbreak.

He stood just a few yards away, red hair slicked back with sweat. His earring catches the flickering lights and the little cross dangling from his lobe reflects in your direction, calling you over. You’re the hesitant one this time, though, so you stay rooted in your spot, digging your heels into the floor with as much determination as you can muster.

You don’t know who the girl with him is or why she’s so close, but you wish you didn’t care. She has just as much right to grind against him as you do to envision yourself in her spot. It’s the only birthday wish of yours you know won’t come true, even if you whisper it into the air as you blow out your candles.

The cake celebration is long forgotten, however, when Richard stalks over to you after the song blasting ends, the heavy reggaeton beat fading as his steps grow closer.

“¿Por qué me estás ignorando?” His words are hushed, but his tone is forceful. His dark and hooded eyes stare into yours, and a part of you swears he’s tearing up -- but you know better than to have hope when it comes to Richard.

“You’re busy,” you respond nonchalantly, tearing your gaze from his. When you glance around, the girl from before is long gone, but when you turn back, Richard is still there -- staring at you with an unidentifiable emotion on his features.

Then, it morphs into something more familiar -- anticipation, maybe. “So, you were watching.”

You’re shocked for a moment, and then you glare. Fire rushes through your body and you take a step closer to him. He may think your feelings are a game, but you’re about to prove him wrong.

“So that’s what this is to you? You love knowing I’m over here watching you -- that I’m the one heartbroken because I’m the one that fell in love with you.” You don’t realize you’re yelling until things go silent and everyone by the bar is staring, the air heavy with tension. At this point, you could care less, even those your hands shake with nerves and your cheeks flush in embarrassment.

“No,” Richard replies, just as fiery. “I love knowing that you’re watching because I can’t help but wish you’d walk over and take me back -- because I’m the stupid one who fell in love and let you go.”

a/n: happy birthday babe !! have a great one xx 💕

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calums-betch · 4 years

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richard camacho week post #3

warning: none. it’s fluff. that’s the only thing i know how to write

word count: 391 words

imagine richard coming home from tour. you guys have not seen each other in months. the two of you are tired, you from school or work, while richard from the long flight home.

but not for long.

with a huge smile on your face, you half walked, half ran in that direction. richard spotted you and a smile grew on his face at the sight of you. he placed his luggage down as you grinned.

you hid your face in his neck, hugging him tight to you. your lips turned up in an even wider smile. you had missed him so damn much.

"i've missed you baby," richard said in that smooth voice that you loved.

"i've missed you too baby," you replied. richard lifted his hand to caress your face, his eyes scanning your face with a smile that kept growing.

"you gonna kiss me or are you going to keep staring at me?" you asked him, a tiny smirk on your face. at your words, his lips too turned up in a smile that made your heart race.

you ignored the cheers from richard's bandmates. with one final kiss, you leaned up to whisper in his ear.

"c'mon baby. let's get home. we've got a lot of things to catch up on."

#richard camacho #cnco #cnco fanfic #cnco imagine #richard camacho x reader #richard camacho week #richard camacho fluff #almost gave up #i'm literally writing this just before i sleep #peace i'm out #be proud of me i did this thing 2 days in a row #kaiyinwrites

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

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