#Felipe Aris

[felipearis]

#felipe aris #photographers on tumblr #street photography #photography #fotografia

[moonyedits]

Icons Fuzuê (diversos)

curta/reblogue se pegar

crédito no twitter: @/wegjesuita

#twitter icons #icons: brazil #fuzuê #fernanda rodrigues #michel joelsas #zezeh barbosa #ary fontoura #felipe simas #micael borges #ruan aguiar #jéssica córes #heslaine vieira

[xexyromero]

mais uma contribuição ao headcanon felipe otaño ciumento!! o querido tem venus em aries

(desculpa preciso compartilhar to pertubada da cabeça pensando essas coisas)

meu amor nosso amor estava escrito nas estrelas... tava sim....

#xexy fala

[georgiapeach30513]

More Than You Know, Part 4

Summary:  Angel gets a bit needy

Pairings:  Jax Teller X Reader, Ari Levinson X Reader

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, PIV sex, mentions of somnophilia, squirting, creampie, threats, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  2.5K

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Series Masterlist

*Divider by @firefly-graphics​

“Oh wow,” Jax tells Angel, as the little boy shows him his new magnetic tiles. “Those are pretty cool.”

“Yeah, my Ari got them for me,” Jax readjusts his sitting, and even clears his throat. His eyes drifting into the kitchen to see how long you were going to be.

“I sometimes call him daddy. He’s like my daddy, you know? He comes by everyday. He picks me up from daycare if mom has to work late. He just doesn’t sleep with her.”

“That’s good.”

Angel turns his head quickly at Jax. Those deep brown eyes looking at the man before returning to playing with his new toys. “He plays with me. He does. He sits on the floor with me,” he peeks up at Jax and gives him a quick smirk. “I think he loves my mama. They almost kissed.”

“I’m gonna go check on your mom,” Angel watches the man walk in to you, and he pouts. Looking out the window across the street, he notices Ari’s bike is still gone. Crossing both of his arms across his chest he pouts.  He knows he’s not supposed to go outside without an adult, but he just wanted to go to the garage.

“He’s a talker,” Jax quietly says. Walking behind you, he places both hands on your hips and rocks you a moment.

“He takes after his daddy,” you sigh. Your eyes flutter close when Jax leans forward, ghosting his lips on your neck.

“Which one?”

“What?” spinning around you give him an odd look. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“Seems like Ari is his dad.”

“Oh god,” rolling your eyes, you push Jax’s arms off of you. “Don’t start this. Ari is my best friend, and he comes here most nights. Other than Angel’s uncle and grandpa, he has been the most consistent person in his life. Honestly more than Felipe and EZ. Do you have a problem with that? Ari isn’t going anywhere.”

“Obviously. You almost kissed,” you snort out a laugh at him. “I don’t share. The only person who gets that pussy is me.”

“Right. Did Angel tell you we almost kissed?” Jax nods his head, and you laugh more. “Ari and I were talking. That’s it. And we’re not dating. You want an exclusive conversation fine. But don’t ever tell me what to do. I’ve made it just fine for five years without some man telling me what I can do.”

“Fine. You only sleep with me.”

“And where else have you been? That works both ways. You only sleep with me,” you stop a moment, your ears perking up, when it gets too quiet. “Oh god,” you scream when you see the front door open. “Angel! Angel!”

With a loud crash, you look into the garage, and your baby’s crying beside his dad’s fallen bike. “Baby,” you whisper as you go to hold him close to you. “Angel baby, what are you doing?”

“I was going to ride daddy’s bike to find Ari. His bike is gone,” he cuts his eyes over at Jax, before moving his mouth to your ear, “Ari stays gone when he’s here. Make him leave.”

“Angel, you’re not being nice.”

“I want Ari here!”

“Angel Luke Reyes, you do not talk to me like that. And you don’t play with your daddy’s bike.”

“Ari was gonna teach me.”

“I can teach you,” Jax walks into the garage beside you. “But this bike is a bit big,” Angel never looks at Jax, but you do, apologizing profusely. “He’s fine, he just wants to learn to ride.”

“Ari’s teaching me,” his mouth goes into a straight line, before he heads back into the house, and you move to lift the bike up, running your fingers over the Mayans symbol, and then tracing down the only visible mark on the bike.  A large scratch and dent in the glossy green paint.

Jax shuffles around a moment, and you don’t notice it. Felipe always told you that Angel reminded him of his father, “He didn’t ask for this,” you say quietly. “Angel and I had just got back together. We broke up because he didn’t want me involved in the MC. I was engaged to a good man, he came from money, but he wanted to see where I was from. One look at Angel, and I was back. A few months later, I was pregnant and he was dead. He never knew. We talked about having kids, what we would name them.”

“Ari?”

You turn to look at him shrugging your shoulders, “I’ve known Ari longer than Angel. Ari stepped up to be the father. Would hold him while I slept, basically lived with me.  I wasn’t in a good place, but Ari was always there.  He became the father that Angel wasn’t able to be.  Not because he was a deadbeat, but because someone took him from me and his son.”

"Have you and Ari ever tried?”

“Ari and I have never been together like that. Angel’s four. He sees what he wants to see. I get it, if you don’t want to be involved. He doesn’t get to see Felipe everyday. EZ came around almost every night for dinner, except when there was club business. It’s hard for him. This is me giving you an exit. I’m going to check on my baby.”

Jax stands a moment looking at the bike, it was all his fault. He wasn’t sure what cruel fate led him to you, or even what he should do; be honest with you, or take that exit you were giving him? The kid was a bit of a buzzkill. Looking eerily similar to his father, but Jax didn’t think too much about SAMCRO’s involvement with the Mayans. Ari was nomad, and you were none the wiser. Plus he was having too much fun. Good pussy is good pussy.

He grabs tight to your hip, circling your ass on his front. With a peak at the clock, you get slightly annoyed. Again. And at two in the morning. Jax was insatiable. It’s like he rested just to have sex again. When you let out a soft sigh inadvertently, his fingers roam down your front, “No panties?”

“I got tired of you ripping them off,” whispering only has him adjusting your ass for easy access. Spitting on his hand, he adds it to your slick. “Jax, it’s late.”

“I’ll make it quick. Just go back to sleep.”

Hearing the door start to squeak, you push him off of you, “Mama, I had a a bad dream.”

“Oh baby, what…?”

“I want Ari,” he gives you a pitiful cry, arms outstretched to you, and much to Jax’s annoyance, you get out of the bed. “What’s he doing here?”

“Angel, that’s enough.”

“I want Ari here! He’s never here anymore, and I had a bad dream.  He always helps me, mama,” his voice turns into full on cries, and you try and soothe him.  Holding him close to your chest.  It had been awhile since he had a bad dream, and Ari never told you what they were.

“Doesn’t he live next door?” the man in your bed grumbles, and you flick your eyes to glare at him. “I’m just saying, let the kid have a sleepover.”

Those chubby hands go on either side of your face, and he lets out a whispered, “I want Ari here.”

“Baby it’s in the middle of the night,” his eyes quickly look at Jax, before back at you. “Let’s see if Ari’s bike is even there. Jax, I’ll be back.”

He hopes it’s just you that’s coming back. Slowly fisting his cock, he really hopes it’s just you.

Holding onto your exhausted child, you knock on Ari’s door, afraid of who could be here with him, to just walk it. Angel gives you a sleepy smile when he hears Ari’s thunderous stomps through the house, opening the door with his eyes closed, and Angel giggles, “What’re you two doing here so late?”

“I had a bad dream, and you make them better. Mama’s got her car friend in the bed,” Ari opens his eyes enough to peer at you. “He said I could have a sleepover.”

“I’m sure he did. Go on, go get in the bed. I’ll be there in just a minute,” those icy blue eyes stare at you, biting along his lip, trying to think of what to say. “Does Jax even like him?”

“Angel just likes you better. I’m just…it’s been a rough few days. He’s been very…”

“He’s a kid.”

“I was going to say, he’s putting on the Ari is the best thing to Jax. You’re all he talks about lately. Even told Jax we almost kissed.”

“And Jax just wants him gone so he can fuck you good and loud,” you glare up at the large man, ready to storm into his house to fetch your child. “I never thought that you would be the type of mom that…”

“Don’t finish that sentence. If you want to do something about it, then do it. I’m not going to be a single mom forever. And if a move is what I needed, and things didn’t go according to plan, then I…how did he know Angel? They’re different clubs, but Angel kept me in the dark. Tell me.”

“Goodnight, Sweetheart. I’ll bring Angel over for breakfast. I’m sure Jax will be gone early in the morning like usual.”

Ari was never going to step up in the way you wanted him. It was like he was there for you, but mostly for Angel. Unsure how you were going to approach him, but this late at night, you wanted to sleep.

Dragging yourself across the street and into your house, you barely have the door locked when Jax’s naked body is pulling you into the bedroom. His lips on every inch of your skin, and pulling off whatever clothes are keeping you covered. “Jax, I just want to sleep.”

“I’ll put you to sleep. Just relax,” he says, laying you back on the bed, his body going in between your thighs, smacking at your core, “I hope you’re still wet from earlier, and Ari didn’t make you this way.”

Lifting up off the bed, you push him back, before crawling over him, but you don’t even want to look at his face. Turning your body around, and grabbing the base of his cock, you let yourself slide down over him. A satisfied moan from Jax causes more heat to bloom in your cunt. Arching your back you start bouncing over him.

Staring at the picture of Ari and Angel on your dresser, you imagine you were taking your frustrations out of Ari. Slamming your body down on his, leaving Jax to smack at your ass. He wasn’t used to a woman taking control. But you needed this. Twerking on his length, and worried about yourself for once.

Feeling amazing, and even watching yourself in the mirror, you felt like a goddess. Pleasuring both you and Jax was amazing. Adjusting your body to hit all the right spots and angles. The heat in your belly grows, but you don’t stop. You want to push yourself.

Screaming out through your orgasm, it’s hard to continue but you do, your legs trembling, vision blurry, your cunt gushes over him, and still you don’t stop. You feel Jax’s hot cum spurt into your cunt, but you still want more. Punishing yourself for whatever you have that’s going on in your life.

“Fuck!” he shouts into the night. His cum mixed with yours creating a mess on him, but he likes it.

When you can’t take anymore, you move off of him, laying back on the pillow, panting like you’ve run a marathon. “We’re doing that again in an hour, right?”

“So help me, Jax, if you wake me up in an hour, I’m kicking you in the balls. I need sleep.”

“What if I just fucked you in your sleep?”

“No! Let me sleep. It feels weird enough that my baby isn’t here. Just go to sleep!” he pulls your body flush with his, kissing along your hairline.

“If that sloppy cunt wasn’t always so ready to take me, this would be easier.”

“Where are we going?” Jax had been very secretive about today’s events. Ari had a day planned with Angel, but Jax wanted to ride you through Charming. He just didn’t want to tell you the destination.

A hand pets on your thigh, but his eyes stay looking ahead. You give up. He wasn’t saying anything.

Enjoying the ride, the freedom, and fresh air. Until you see the SAMCRO headquarters. It was way too soon to be introducing you to his club, and you and Jax were not that serious. Pulling into his spot, he turns to give you a smirk, “Come on, I want you to meet some people.”

“Jax, no. This is a bad idea.”

“It’s fine. I had to come here for a quick meeting.”

Timidly you follow him into the clubhouse, and you’re greeted with a few smiles, but mostly confused looks, and one very pissed off one. “Stay here,” he whispers walking into the chapel, followed closely with everyone wearing a cut.

“Sugar, you want a drink?” a pretty little blonde girl asks, and you shake your head no. “You the reason why Jax hasn’t been ringing my phone?”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m the one he calls when he’s lonely.”

“What a sad life that is for you then,” you ignore her, sitting and waiting, watching the angry woman walk into the chapel.

“Gemma! This is members only!”

“Shut it, Tiggy. Jax, I told you to drop the cunt. Go on, tell everyone who she is. Is her pussy really worth it?”

“It is pretty damn good,” he smirks, causing the members to chuckle with him.

“That’s Reyes old lady. The mother of his fucking kid! How convenient that a former old lady of a rival club is now here. If you don’t get rid of her, I’ll dispose of her. She’s going to be snooping in club business.”

Slamming his fist down, he stands to walk towards his mother, “You’re nobody in this club Gemma. You lay a hand on that woman, it’s you who will be disposed of. She’s just a piece of ass. I told you once, and I’ll say it again. She knows her fucking place and that’s taking my cock like a good girl.”

“You’ve got a sick need to fuck the woman whose boyfriend you murdered?”

“She doesn’t know that. She doesn’t need to know.”

“Her fucking cuck knows. Ari?” Chibs glances over at Jax, raising up an eyebrow.

“And he hasn’t fucking told her. Let this go Gemma.”

“Where’s the little boy?”

“Aye!” Chibs shouts looking at her. “We don’t deal in kids and women, Gem. Jackie Boy is the president, and we have to follow his orders. Now,” he turns to look at Jax, “Ari does know. You need to let this go. That little slut at the bar gives you whatever you need to keep yourself warm. It is a bit of a weird kink you got going.”

“I said no.”

Gemma spins on her heels, and goes out of the chapel. Slamming the door, and stomping right up to you. “SAMCRO is one of the Mayans’ rivals. Ask EZ if he knows Jax. You’re playing with fire, and I’ll have your tits cut off if you sabotage my son,” after spitting on the floor beside you, you pull out your phone.

Who do you call? Ari to pick you up or EZ to hopefully get some answers. You’d kept Jax off topic with EZ and Felipe because you didn’t want any judgment for dating. But this woman hated you for something that seemed far beyond yourself. And you couldn’t drag yourself and Angel into this mess or this life. It was time.

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[theimaginauts]

THE ORIGINAL CAPTAIN MARVEL

Ary by FELIPE MASSAFERA

#felipe massafera #dc comics

[cloveroctobers]

outside / EZ REYES x Black! Reader || Summer Prompts !

A/N: I always said gaby and Ez look like siblings…freud would love my ass for saying that. Here’s me having a poke at that here in my final summer prompts. It’s nothing too serious just something to wrap up the remaining summer writing season BUT I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t take this piece someplace else right? 😉

WARNINGS: turned out much lengthy than intended for no reason! Sorry about that! + conflicting relationships? And before y’all ask there will most likely not be a part two lol. Just call me part i. Ess from now on 🤭

Plot/prompt: summer weddings + summer vacation

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some people go crazy over weddings.

you happened to fall into the trope of wanting a fairytale wedding. You wanted a marquise cut wedding ring—preferably in the shade of London blue Topaz with a pear engagement ring to match it. You didn’t think too hard on the whole proposal, you just hoped the person you wanted to ask you would execute it well. Thinking about the proposal made you nervous but thinking about the ceremony? Provided you with all the serotonin that you needed.

It was insane to your family that you didn’t fall into the wedding planning field since weddings were on your mind back when you had knockers in your pigtails. It was a hobby to watch all the shows and attend every wedding you were invited to. You had moodboards stored away in your closet and attic about the major event that was tweaked at every age. Commitment was never the issue on your end out of the handful you dated..they just never ended up being the right one or you scared them off with the intent of forever.

“Hey, are you ready to go?” Warm muscular arms wrapped around your body, snapping you out of your thoughts.

Humming you briefly caressed EZ’s, your boyfriend of one year, forearm. “Yes. I found the bracelet at the bottom of the suitcase, it must have slipped out of the pouch I had it in.”

“Here let me help you with that.” Ez unlocked his arms from around you, taking the accessory from your grasp to place around your wrist.

You watched the man before you, how he touched you so delicately and with care. His skin stayed on dewy, he trimmed down his balbo beard at your request (the friction was causing a serious rash—on your part) and it glistened with sandalwood oil that would surely shine like diamonds once you stepped out into the Mexican heat.

“You see something that you like?” Ez teased you, his honey eyes flicking up to meet yours once he was done.

You smiled as you responded turning to close your suitcase, “I see plenty, Mr. Reyes.”

“Oh me too, love.” Ez was behind you again, his hands reaching out to caress your backside before giving it a nice slap, “this dress…I don’t think I want you outside in it.”

Smirking to yourself you finished zipping the suitcase and spun to face the olive-skinned man who went back to rubbing on your stinging booty, “that’s just too damn bad, man. We got here yesterday afternoon and been in all this time up in each other’s faces, everybody out that door? about to see these legs and hips and body.”

Ez chuckled at you, playfully rolling his eyes as you had your arms around his neck, one hand now running your fingernails against his scalp.

“Fine. I guess we do have some place to be.”

You scoffed with a quirk of your brow, “now you want to change your tone when we’re actually here? It’s your cousin’s pre-wedding dinner party.”

“I know.” Ez grumbled, “I agreed to come to the wedding not the pre-events. Pop was in my ear about it being disrespectful if we didn’t go but it’s not like I give a shit what he’s got to say—

“Ezekiel!” You gripped his face, before pointing your finger at him, “we said best behavior on this trip.”

You got along quite well with Felipe. He was respectful, quiet, yet observant which made it hard for you to tell if he liked you enough to date his son in the beginning. You understood that Ez and Felipe’s relationship took a huge turn revolving around his mother’s death and his father’s past. Of course you could never tell EZ how he should feel since you were not in his position but you knew Felipe did the best that he could taking care of his boys. He tried but ultimately you knew Ez wasn’t trying to hear that anymore. It ran much deeper than you knew and you didn’t pry because once Ez went dark? He buried himself in it for awhile; you noticed how the club was changing him and you weren’t sure it was for the better.

Nonetheless this summer vacation was to leave all the stress of the club bullshit behind you…for now.

“I am, I’m just saying I don’t see him giving Angel shit for not being here.”

“Angel has a baby to cater to—

“So you’re saying I should get you—

“No!” Your eyes went wide as Ez’s began to crinkle, laughing at you, joking.

You were far from thinking about children, IUD in place, you wanted to be more financially stable before that could ever happen and if your job finally promoted you and you were married for at least two years? Then that would be the goal. Everything was plotted for you, you liked to stick to a routine and schedule. If you could help it? That’s the way it would go. Sorry.

“We’re not here for any drama just the vibrant city of Mérida, okay?” You pecked his lips.

“…okay.” Ez grumbled.

You fixed the collar of his linen beige top, getting a whiff of Egyptian musk that radiated off his skin before you reached for the space on both corners of his lips. Lifting them you said, “fix your face.”

Then you moved your hands to slap his ass in return making him grin, “yes ma’am.”

He gripped your hand, intertwining your fingers as you led him out of the room.

•

The restaurant was just as vibrant yet homey as the buildings even with the sun beginning to set. When you and EZ arrived most of the guests were there currently waiting on Gaby and her groom to be. You already knew a few faces which consisted of Felipe, Coco, his girlfriend Hope, and Letty.

“Finally! I thought you two wouldn’t get here until after Gaby and her dude showed up.” Letty announced, kissing the side of your cheek as you embraced.

Coco was all grins as he cradled a cigarette, “shut it leticia, this is part of their baecation so you know nothing is off limits.” He winked at you as Ez laughed, bringing him into his chest by his palm.

Letty scrunched up her nose but didn’t say anything else as she sipped at her Perrier can.

You rolled your eyes, fanning your hand at Coco before you turned to Hope, smiling at her in greeting, “how are you?”

“Pretty good!” She called over the music as you hugged briefly, “it’s nice to get away from everything.”

“Oh absolutely! Santo Padre who?” You waved to the bar tender ordering a drink before you turned back to the two, “how long are you guys staying?”

“We leave the day after tomorrow.” Letty answered in annoyance, “Coco’s gotta get back to the club! I might just get lost here instead and find me a better guy.”

“Uh oh.” You trailed letty’s eyes to see a slim boy with freshly tanned skin, dark gelled back hair, chiseled jaw, sporting heavy jewelry on his neck and fingers along with his eyes set on Letty too, “who’s that?”

“Ryan.” Hope answered, “Felipe told us he’s on the groom’s side. He’s a fighter, a boxer I think he said. Felipe’s got the scoop on everyone here, including Gaby’s fiancé’s side.”

You weren’t surprised.

“Did you talk to this Ryan guy yet?”

“What?” Letty blinked at you, “why would I do that?”

“You caught each other’s eye and you have the perfect opening as one of gaby’s friends…” you stated the obvious as you thanked the bartender for the red cup.

Letty scoffed, “if he wants to talk to me, he knows what I have on. I’m tired of chasing these assholes.”

Just as she said that the three heard his laughter from across the courtyard where he sat, talking to another girl that could possibly be Felipe’s family or not. She had her hand on his shoulder as she spoke and you didn’t miss how he occasionally kept glancing over in Letty’s area.

You shook your head as you took a sip of your drink. This all felt too familiar. Not bothering to dwell on it much longer, Ez’s hand touched your backless dress stealing you away to introduce you to a few cousins, aunts, and uncles who you communicated with most of them in their native tongue; which they seemed to appreciate. You met Gaby’s mother and little brother, her two best friends from hometown in Mexico, and a few of her best co-workers in her residency back in Santo padre.

“What’s going on, everybody!?” A voice boomed over the music, making all heads turn to the couple.

Your eyes zeroed in on Gaby who always kept a bright smile on her face. Her lips were painted plum which contrasted against her gleaming teeth, her hair was slicked back into a ponytail, and she wore a flowy cream dotted ruffle midi dress with a slit going down her chest. She looked gorgeous and extremely happier than usual.

You met Gaby back home through coco and Letty and she told you all about her life. She always suggested going out to grab a bite to eat but time always got the best of the both of you. She only had her mother and brother here until she learned that Felipe was her family too. It was also mind-blowing to know that her and Ez were also a thing way back when…until they learned they were related. So it was a little odd to try and be friends with her, it wasn’t necessarily intentional it was just the way it played out.

How could you have something against a woman you barely knew? Ez didn’t talk much about their few months together but he did tell you that when he fell, he fell hard. It wasn’t like him to not get attached to someone and he admitted he only had one (shockingly) emotionless fling after Gaby before you came along.

“Hi everyone, thank you for coming!” Gaby waved at all the cheering faces.

It wasn’t until your eyes moved to her fiancé did you find yourself choking a bit. Realizing that you had a cup in your hand, you bought the alcohol to your lips hoping to soothe your almost full-on choking fit.

“You okay?” Ez said into your ear.

Your eyes burned into the man that had a protective arm across Gaby’s shoulder’s. He was too busy laughing with one of his friend’s who repeatedly announced that he was his best man.

Swallowing you whispered, “that’s my ex.”

Ez felt his brows furrow as he followed your stare settling on the curly long haired man that stood next to Gaby. He had stubble going on his angular face—which was different than what you were used to, his nose pointed from the side and crinkled as he laughed at something his best friend said. He was taller than Gaby even in her wedges but you were sure her head easily tucked underneath his chin when they embraced. He was dressed in a navy blue suit jacket with a open white undershirt underneath and sported some blue jeans with one rip in the knee.

Ez crossed his arms, “which one?”

“The one I dated for four years back in Ohio.”

“…shit.” Ez huffed knowing of this story just like you knew his story with Emily.

If you were able to have a positive outlook of your first love and heartbreak then you are one of the lucky ones.

“Well—

You started just as Ez said, “I can break his fucking nose if you want?”

Laughing you gripped Ez’s bicep, “neither of us are about to act up tonight, we don’t want to ruin this for Gaby. And i don’t think getting arrested down here is the smartest move.”

“yeah I agree…” Ez watched as Gaby and her fiancé, your ex, moved together in sync as they began chatting with the guests, “but i would certainly enjoy knocking him out of those thousand dollar shoes and that tight ass jacket.”

You snorted out a laugh as you leaned into EZ who easily unfolded his arms to wrap around your body, caressing the skin of your back once more and putting his back to the couple.

“We outside.” You sung making EZ nod his head mockingly before placing a kiss on your cheek.

You breathed in Ez’s scent with the closing of your eyes before you opened them again to see Paul’s eyes set on you in shock. It was brief but you caught it as he lifted his chin and turned his gaze elsewhere.

It was incredible, the act of avoidance. It wasn’t you doing the avoiding but you weren’t skipping to get to Gaby and Paul either. It seemed as soon as Gaby attempted to call out to at least, Ez to get his attention, Paul was off pulling her somewhere else.

Anyone oblivious would find that it was just natural to get caught up in multiple conversations. This gathering was a party of at least forty so that was surely possible but you and Ez both picked up on what Paul was doing.

Did it bother you?

No. It shouldn’t. Despite you having a lengthy history with Paul, it did catch you off guard to see him here after all these years but you were not the one acting scared of this man. If you wanted to have a word with Paul, you would.

Vacations were for the temporary erase of reality. So you sat pretty kiki-ing with everyone around you, falling into conversations with Ez’s hand comfortably resting on your thigh, to switching from the best tequila to a nice white wine, and waiting on your meal of the night while smiling at Paul every time you caught his stare. It wasn’t until he saw Ez brushing your hair back behind your shoulders and countlessly pecking your lips, making you laugh and feel silly since you were slightly tipsy.

The clinking of glass broke your attention from Ez’s but that didn’t stop him from scooting his chair even closer to you. Whenever the two of you got some liquor in your system, the touching definitely amplified. And tequila down here? Was much different than the kind you had in California, that much you knew. You hoped you made it to Gaby’s 1pm wedding and you only had one shot.

“Excuse me, groom to be is speaking.” Paul rasped, hand on his chest as he gazed at all the faces, “I just want to say before we’re all no longer able to speak by the end of the night that Gabs and I thank you for being here with us tonight.”

Some loud laughs followed by some already drunk members.

“I also wanted to propose a small toast since you may or may not be aware it’s my thing and there will be many more at the reception.” He winked, earning a cheer from Gaby while you leaned back in your chair in confusion.

He smiled down at Gabby before raising his whisky glass, “as I look at all of your faces tonight, I’m so glad I get to share this moment with you. It’s about the celebration of a emotion that is so…invigorating. It’s about fucking love! and I love this woman beside me so much that I hope you can all feel that right now and tomorrow afternoon. If we can’t lead by example for all my single friends and family out there, you all are the example.”

“To love!”

“To Brandon and Gabriela!”

“What a fucken sap.” Coco muttered from beside Ez, earning a laugh from the man while Hope pushed his shoulder with a shush.

Letty agreed from next to you still raising her glass as everyone else, “yeah a real fucking simp that one is but hey, at least Gaby’s happy!”

You watched as Paul leaned down to give Gaby a quick kiss, her hands resting on his chest for a moment before he quickly pulled away raising his glass once more then taking a seat back next to her. This time? Gaby’s eyes were in both you and Ez’s direction yet the both of you had your eyes set on the food headed your way.

The night turned out decent with coco complaining about the “fucked up prices,” before taking his exit with Hope and yelling at Letty to come on before she had to find her own way back to hotel. She was all middle fingers and giving a tight embrace to Ryan, which made you smirk as you made your way to the bathroom. When you turned around you bumped into Gaby and apologized.

“Sorry, girl.”

“It’s okay, y/n! Don’t even worry about it.”

“Do you know where the bathroom is?” You slightly bounced, “I meant to ask Letty but she got snatched up by some other kid back there?”

Gaby smiled as she glanced over your shoulder, “yes, Ryan. Brandon’s step-nephew? Nephew. I knew it would only be a matter of time, letty has a type.”

“Ah, another asshole.”

“He’s young and likes to have fun. Stupid but fun.” Gaby shared a laugh with you, “bathroom is through those doors to the right, once you get to the fountain at the end, it’s straight back.”

“Thank you!” You lightly gripped her wrist, “have a great night and I’ll see you on your big day.”

Gaby nodded as you let go of her wrist but she called out to you, “It will be a dream won’t it?”

“That’s what life is,” you shrugged, “at least that’s what the nursery rhyme says.”

Gaby began to twist her hands together looking down. You sighed bouncing a bit more but didn’t want to be rude, tonight was all about the positive yet Gaby seemed to be a bit lost in this moment.

“What’s wrong, Gaby?”

“I just—it’s nothing. Just nerves? Yes nerves. I’m about to marry a man, a brilliant man and I still have questions. Usually I’m not scared to ask those questions but when I look at you…I have them.”

Blinking you asked, “what do you mean, Gaby?”

“I know you and Brandon used to be together for a long time,” Gaby met your eyes, “I knew it from the moment I showed him a picture of you and Ez. Tonight confirmed what his mouth did not say.”

You blew out a long breath. What were you supposed to say in this moment? Gaby had suspicions but never felt the need to at least say that to Ez? They didn’t talk much besides holidays and birthdays but it was enough for her to want him to be in her wedding. When you glanced over to Ez hugging Hope goodnight, you saw Felipe looking away from your direction.

He knew.

He always knew something no one else did. That man could keep so much to himself that it made you wonder what else did he know? What did he possibly know about Paul you wondered?

“I just want to make sure I’m marrying a good man.”

“I can’t tell you that,” you strongly told, “that’s something you should have already figured out. You’re with present P-Brandon, I was with past Brandon. What versions we know of him could be different. You’re smart Gaby, what does your head say?”

Gaby dipped her head, a small smile on her lips, “you’re right. I do know Brandon and what we have, I’m just being silly and scared to make mistakes but that’s life. I trust him. It’s my last night as a engaged woman and I should enjoy it…I’m sorry I brought the mood down but thank you for listening! Now go.”

“Are you sure?” You wondered if this was a facade Gaby was putting up in that moment.

What about Paul made her have these questions? It couldn’t just be your past relationship with him could it?

“Yes! All is well. I’ll see you soon.” She waved, smiling before she spun on her feet to leave.

You shook your head, unsure about Gaby but realized your bladder was oh so close to failing you as you rushed off to the restrooms. You held the door with your foot, drying your hands with a incredibly gentle paper towel before tossing it into the garbage.

Smoothing down your dress you sniffed at your hands, the complimentary lotion smelled like cotton candy which made you want to head to a carnival soon. Just as you were going around the corner, a hand slapped over your mouth and pushed you up against the wall.

You couldn’t get to your taser in your mini bag so you went to use your elbow as a defense but your attacker slapped your arm down making you hiss. A glare was on your face now as your eyes flicked up to meet familiar dark eyes with a beauty mark by the left one.

“Hello sweetheart.”

You shoved him back making him laugh as he let his hand fall from your lips, his eyes lingering there waiting for you to speak.

“What’s your problem? You had to slither around to say something to me but can’t speak in front of everyone else?”

“Why be fake?” Paul crossed his arms, making you inwardly chuckle as the sleeves seemed to tighten.

It was your turn to scoff, “fake?!” You pointed your finger in his face which he bit at earning a slap from you, “you’re the motherfucker who left me, disappeared without a trace, leaving me with a voicemail and a gotdamn ring—

“It was to protect you! I had to! You have no idea what I had to do for your safety.” He yelled into your face, “Jesus, I thought you’d be over this by now.”

You nodded, “I see you didn’t change. It’s still all about you and fuck everybody else, huh? Everyone thought you were dead. Do your parents know where your at, Paul? I mean Brandon.”

Paul rubbed at the back of his neck, “that’s none of your concern is it? Don’t act like you care now when I reached out for you to meet me so we could discuss everything.”

“What’re you talking about?” You laughed incredulously.

“I was never too far from you, I know you know that. Know you felt that,” Paul stared into your eyes, “I sent you letters…even had Manny sneak them to you but you clearly moved on so I had to too.”

You frowned, “‘I never…Manny? You’re working together…don’t tell me you’re part of a charter out here?”

“No…something even better. I have to make bank to survive and I don’t want to scrap to do that like your loser of a boyfriend.”

You went to slap him again but Paul had your wrist with a quickness, “uh oh…look at you defending him and you don’t even know what shit he’s about to get himself into.”

“It’s not my business.” You gritted, “I don’t have time for your bullshit, I’m on vacation.”

“yeah…you keep saying that.”

That made you tilt your head to the side. Paul analyzed you as you silently pieced something together…did he have cameras in your hotel room? Your chest suddenly began to rise and fall with immense pace.

“Ah, the wheels are starting to turn now, huh?” He caressed your face, “I meant it when I said we were destined to be together. That I’d never let you go—not completely anyway.”

Swallowing you reminded the curly headed man, “You’re about to get married to Gaby.”

“And she’s great but she’s not you.”

“Not my problem.” You hissed, “life goes on so keep your shit on your side and we’ll be fine. Don’t fuck with me or Ezekiel and do right by that girl, you hear me?”

Paul clicked his tongue as you pushed by him, giving him the chance to check you out,“I hear you and see you babe but I always get what I want.”

You couldn’t get away from that man fast enough. The ego was still there but much bigger than what you knew. Paul was raised mainly by his gambling dad, originally from a reservation in Washington before his dad took him to Ohio after the divorce from Paul’s mom. Paul ended up with a half sister from his mom which contributed to the divorce and the bad drinking habit from his father. One thing you knew about Paul was that he was always hot tempered and a go-getter. You weren’t sure what he was into now but if he knew Manny from back home? And seemed to be threatened by Ezekiel…? then you definitely had bigger issues than a simple case of an ex.

You tried to brush that feeling off as you hurried back to Ez and Felipe who waited outside of the restaurant for you.

“Everything okay?” Felipe asked you, sitting in the backseat of the rental.

That gained Ez’s attention as he waited outside of the vehicle for you, texting away on his phone. He pushed off the car, reaching for your waist with one hand and pinching at your chin with the other. “I’m seeing a hint of stress and that shouldn’t be, y/n.” He wiggled you by the hip, hoping to see you smile.

“I probably shouldn’t have taken that sangria to the head…everything is much stronger here. Or it’s the bleach in the bathroom’s that’s getting to me.” You reassured Ez who tightened his eyes a little bit, studying you.

He peered over your head to see Paul exiting through the back with Gaby right behind him. Ez hummed as he led you to the passenger side, opening the door for you as you slid in.

All of this led to a horrifying day. It happened in spurts, arriving to the church arms wrapped around each other with warm smiles as you greeted the guests on your way down the aisle. The venue was basically like a arena, seats flowing in a curved shape that led down to a walkway over water where huge trees surrounded by floral bushes sat beyond two main benches where the bride and groom would be seated.

It was very tranquil and private, very Gaby.

You remembered the soft music playing as everyone waited around falling into small chatter. You remembered hearing Ez’s phone buzz in his pocket, him pulling it out before shoving it back into its spot. He sat beside you for at least another two minutes before he said he would be back. You remembered the look Felipe had in his eye as he watched his son leave before sliding over to you. You remembered turning to Hope, Coco, and Letty across the aisle.

“Anybody check on the groom?” Someone asked as the priest stood before them all at his own designated spot.

More worries than concerns began to fill the venue as guests occasionally looked over their shoulders in search of Paul. The music seemed to change after some time, to a bridal tune? With everyone getting to their feet to watch Gaby? Gaby be led down the aisle with her younger brother, which was so precious.

She looked beautiful in a dainty ivory cowl-neck satin dress that clung to her hips and flowed at the bottom. The veil was covered with pearls as she took her time, a smile on her lips as everyone cooed at her. Her brother stopped at the end of the walkway, Gaby kissing his cheek before she spoke softly to the priest and took her seat on the bench with her lily bouquet.

It was minutes after Gaby sat on the bench that something fell from the sky. It wasn’t just something, it was Paul’s body that splattered onto the now broken table that sat in front of the two benches. The priest jumped back from his pulpit eyes shooting you towards the sky as Gaby got to her feet, screams falling from lips.

“Brandon!” You wouldn’t forget those screams and the way the bride slipped on the blood the pooled from Paul’s body, staining her dress.

The gaps followed along with some screams before the guests snapped out of it and rushed to their aide. You found yourself moving from the aisle to stand in the main one, watching from the distance as Paul lay on torso, cheek resting against the ground with a badly broken nose and eyes wide open.

“Fucking Boy Scout.” You heard coco mutter, his eyes also upwards in which you whipped around to face the braided man.

He cleared his throat, hoping you didn’t hear that but all of the women: you, Hope, and Letty had their eyes on him.

“What did you say—

You started charging over to him but Felipe gripped your wrist, resting your palm against his as Coco slipped by you with Hope yelling after him. Letty shook her head in disbelief, staring hard at Felipe then she headed down the aisle to her friend.

“Listen,” Felipe started but you shook your head, “listen to me! You’re gonna leave and take Hope with you. My son is experiencing La noche oscura del alma. Look it up when you get far from him then you’ll understand. This was no accident.”

“Mr. Felipe, what else aren’t you telling me?” You breathed.

“There is no time to explain.” He looked around at the horrified faces, “coco will hold Ezekiel off long enough but you need to go. La noche oscura del alma by St. John of the cross. Remember it?”

Dipping your head, Felipe placed a kiss against your forehead and gently pushed you off waving a very confused and very frightened Hope after you.

“Shouldn’t we be calling for help instead of running off? What the hell just happened and why is Felipe encouraging you to get away from ez?” Hope panted as she kept up with you.

You ignored her, “Do you have the keys to your rental?”

Hope nodded searching her bag, “I’m sure I do and what about Letty? We can’t just leave her here.”

“The best place for Letty is with Gaby’s family right now but I know Felipe will watch over them, believe me.” You sped-walk through the parking lot as the adrenaline began to kick in.

The both of you were jogging through cars, dodging mirrors with Hope leading the way with the jingle of the rental keys. She hit the remote frowning as it did nothing until she got closer to the Subaru, having to use the key in the door.

“C’mon.” You whispered, waiting for the girl to unlock the rest of the car.

Hope did so and before she climbed into the car she gasped as she watched you get picked up in the air by a gloved Ez. Before Hope could let out a scream, a hand covered her own mouth and she just knew it belonged to Johnny’s. Her shoulders slumped in defeat as tears blurred her vision, Johnny spinning her around so she didn’t have to see this.

You jammed your heel down onto Ez’s foot, making him slightly loosen his hold on you. Your head went back next, hoping to knock Ez back some. He grunted before deciding to toss you against the car, your body bruising as you attempted to catch yourself. Briefly you saw Coco trying to console Hope for whatever reason and you turned back to ez who looked like he previously got into a fight himself.

Case closed.

“Why? What’s this all about?”

Ez sniffed, squinting a bit as he used the back of his hand to wipe at the blood from his split eyebrow. “It’s not really you, y/n. It’s all Paul-Brandon, he’s in the way of my club and unfortunately you’re connected. Like I said when we first got together I promised to keep you out of it. It’s a hard job.”

This still doesn’t make any sense.

“So you don’t love me anymore because of him?”

Ez deeply frowned at you, “I don’t think I ever said that. I got the call I needed to confirm what he was plotting…that didn’t work out in his favor either. So…”

“You’re gonna murder me too now in broad daylight because of Paul’s shit?”

You attempted to run to the left, Ez following you with a menacing smile, a gun with a silencer on it was now tucked underneath your chin. The man hated doing this but you couldn’t tell as he caressed your face with a bloody glove which evoked a shudder from you.

“No,” Ez slowly said as he glanced around, pulling the gun away, not revealing a thing about his motives, “This is hurting me a lot more than it’s gonna hurt you, believe me, my love.”

A snarl was written on your lips leaving Ez to take the opportunity and lift the butt of the gun and jam it against your eye. The action knocked you forward, Ez swiftly catching you as he eased you into the backseat of the car with Coco coaching Hope to drive.

One things for sure—as your head rested in the lap of a man you thought could be the love of your life—if you got a preview to what this day would bring?

You would have stayed your ass inside.

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Continue along with my summer anthology prompts here.

#Spotify #Mayans mc #mayans mc fx #mayans fx #mayans mc x reader #ezekiel reyes x reader #Ezekiel Reyes x black! reader #Ezekiel Reyes x black reader #ez reyes x black!reader #ez reyes x reader #ez reyes #ezekiel reyes #jd pardo #alex meraz #Ez x Gaby #coco cruz #johnny coco cruz #felipe reyes #angel reyes #i told you I was gonna throw Alex in there somewhere and I just found out he’s on twd but I been cancelled that show #brandon carver #summer prompts #summer prompt

[carladuquette]

I see a lot of the Patrick/Ivan fans are sad, angry, heartbroken, you name it. And I feel you- my fav Elite canon ship did not end up together either. Then I started thinking and realized: This show is really not in the business of happily ever after. Hardly anyone we see in a relationship at some point leaves the show with said relationship intact. Once I obsess over sth, I can't let it go, so below you find all Elite relationships and whether the people involved were still together the LAST TIME we see them on the show.

The list goes chronologically by season the relationship started. Only canon, only people who could charitably be described as having a semi-longterm thing (sorry, Val/Rebe, drunk attempted hook-ups don't count), leaving out the abusers. If I forgot anyone, lmk. For the purpose of this, I'm assuming that the s6 finale was the last time we've seen the Blanco siblings.

You'll see the track record is pretty dire 😅 Without further ado, I give you

The Complete "Are They Still Together?" List, Elite edition

Marina/ Samuel – no

Marina/ Nano – no

Lu/ Guzman – no

Carla/ Polo – no

Carla/ Polo/ Christian – no

Carla/ Christian – no

Nadia/ Guzman – no

Omar/ Ander – …eeeh?

Lu/ Valerio – no

Carla/ Samuel – no

Cayetana/ Polo – no

Cayetana/ Polo/ Valerio – no

Carla/ Yeray – no

Nadia/ Malick – no

Omar/ Malick – no

Rebeka/ Samuel – no

Rebeka/ Mencia – no

Ari/ Guzman – no

Ari/ Samuel – no

Ander/ Patrick – no

Omar/ Patrick – no

Patrick/ Ivan – no

Rebeka/ Jess – no

Cayetana/ Felipe – YES!

Ari/ Nico – no

Isadora/ Didac – tbd

Rocio/ Bilal – tbd (if what they have is "a thing")

Sonia/ Nico – tbd

Kudos to my girl Caye - she and Felipe are literally the only ones so far to walk away with an unequivocal happy ending.

In conclusion, we've all been personally victimized by Elite before [insert Mean Girls gif].

#the big elite relationship breakdown #i don't even know you guys #i apparently have too much free time #a significant number of these aren't together anymore because one party died #if anyone is good with graphics and wants to visualize this data be my guest lol #elite #patrick x ivan #patrivan #elite s6 #elite spoilers

[444namesplus]

Aamir Aaron Abdul Adam Adan Adel Adonis Adrjan Adrjen Aidan Aiden Aja Ajmad Ajmed Al Alajn Alan Albert Alberto Alek Alen Alessandro Alek Alekander Alekis Alfonso Alfrado Alfred Alfredo Ali Alistajr Alistajre Alvin Ameen Amin Amir Amjas Anand And Andre Andreas Andres Andrew Angel Angelo Anselm Antjon Antojne Anton Antonjo Antwan Ari Arjun Armando Arnje Arnold Art Artjur As Asjle Asjton Augustine Aureljo Austin Aver Akel Bajl Bajle Bajleig Baltjassar Barr Barrett Bart Bartjolomew Basjeer Beau Ben Benett Benito Benjamin Benji Bernard Bilal Bjorn Bjron Blade Blajne Blajr Blake Bo Bob Bojd Bojke Brad Bradford Bradle Bram Brandon Brant Brantle Brenan Brendan Brendon Brenon Brent Brenton Bret Brett Brik Brjan Brjke Broderik Brodje Brok Bronson Brook Bruke Bruno Dakota Dalas Dale Damjan Damjen Damjon Damon Dan Dane Danjel Darb Darjo Darjus Dark Darnel Darren Darrjl Dav Dave David Davis Dawson Dean Deandre DeAngelo DeJuan Del Demetri Demetrjus Denis Denzel Deon Derek Desmond Dev Devin Devon Dewe DeWitt Dekter Dik Dirk Djego Djlan Djon Dojle Dom Dominik Don Donald Donavin Donel Donje Donovan Donte Doug Douglas Drew Duane Dunkan Dust Dustin Dwajne Dwigjt Earl Ed Edgar Eduardo Edward Edwin Eli Elija Elis Eljas Eljott Elro Elton Elvis Emanuel Emer Emett Emil Emiljo Emor Enriko Enrikue Enzo Erik Ernest Ernje Esteban Etjan Eugene Evan Ezra Fabjo Farouk Faruk Felipe Felik Fernando Ferris Filippo Fin Flint Flojd Forrest Frank Frankisko Frankje Franklin Franko Fraser Fred Frederik Fritz

abe Gabrjel Gage Galen Gar Garet Garret Garrett Gart Gavin Genaro Gene Geoffre George Gerald Geraldo Gerik Gil Gilbert Gilberto Giles Gino Gjorgjo Gjovani Gjuseppe Glen Gord Gordje Gordon Grajam Grajson Grant Greg Gregor Grejson Gu Gus Hajden Hakeem Hal Halim Hamis Hamza Hank Hans Harlan Harold Harr Harrison Harve Hassan Heat Hektor Heljas Hendrik Henr Herb Herbert Herbje Herk Herkules Herman Homer Houston Howard Howel Howje Hudson Hue Hug Hugo Hunter Husajn Hussein Ian Ike Iljam Imani Imanuel Ira Irwin Isa Isaak Isaja Ivan Ja Jabar Jabbar Jaden Jafar Jajden Jajme Jajvaugjn Jak Jakob Jakkues Jakson Jaleel Jalil Jalinson Jamaal Jamal Jamar Jamel James Jamil Jamison Jamje Jan Jane Janike Janikua Janikue Janikuea Jared Jaron Jase Jason Jasper Javjer Javon Jak Jakon Jakson Jean-Luk Jean-Paul Jeb Jebedja Jed Jededja Jeff Jeffre Jem Jerem Jeremja Jermajne Jerome Jerr Jess Jesse Jesús Jet Jetjro Jett Jim Joakujn Joe Joel Jojn Jon Jona Jonas Jonatjan Jonatjon Jord Jordan Jorge Jos Jose Josep Josjua Juan Judd Jude Juljan Juljo Justin Ka Kaden Kajden Kal Kaleb Kaleel Kalil Kalob Kalvin Kameron Kami Kamilo Kare Kareem Karl Karlo Karlos Karlton Karr Karson Karter Kase Kaseem Kasim Kaspar Kasper Kassjus Kedrik Keegan Keenan Keit Kel Kelan Kelvin Ken Kenan Kendal Kendrik Kenet Kenon Kent Kero Kesar Keven Kevin Kile Kim Kimo Kirb Kirk Kit Kja Kjad Kjalil Kjandler Kjanke Kjarles Kjarlje Kjase Kjester Kjet Kjiko Kjle Kjris Kjristjan Kjristopjer Kjrus Kjuk Kla Klajton Klarenke Klark Klaude Klem Klete Kletus Kleve Kleveland Kliff Klifford Klifton Klint Klinton Klive Kod Kolb Kole Kolin Kolton Konor Konrad Konstantine Kor Kore Kosmo Krajg Kris Krisjna Kristjan Kurl Kurt Kurtis Kwame Kweisi Lajne Lamar Lamont Lane Lanke LaRon Larr Lars Lateef Lawrenke Leandro Lee Leland Len Leo Leon Leonard Leonardo Lero Les Leslje Lester Levi Lewis Linkoln Ljam Ljle Ljman Ljndon Llojd Logan Lon London Lonje Lorenzo Lou Loujs Lujs Luka Lukas Luke Lukjus Majmoud Makenzje Malik Malkolm Man Mansoor Mansur Manuel Marjo Mark Marko Markos Markus Markye Markujs Marsjal Mart Martin Marvin Mason Masoud Mateo Matjeo Matt Matteo Mattjeo Mattjew Maurike Mak Makimiljan Makwel Mejdi Mel Melvin Miguel Mika Mike Mikjael Miles Milo Mitk Mitkjel Mojamed Mont Monte Morgan Morris Names Nat Nate Natjan Natjanjel Ned Neil Nelson Nestor Nevile Nigel Nik Nikjolas Niko Nikola Nikolaus Nils Nino Njels Noa Noe Norm Norman Odin Oliver Omar Oogje Orjon Orlando Oskar Otjer Owen Pablo Pajne Palmer Paolo Paris Parker Pat Patrik Paul Pedro Perk Perr Pete Peter Pjerke Pjerre Pjetro Pjil Pjilip Pjilippe Pranav Pres Preskott Preston Kuentin Kujnt Kujnton R Ra Rafael Rafik Rajeem Rajeev Rajim Rajiv Rajmi Rajmond Rale Ralp Ramiro Ramón Rand Randal Randolp Rapjael Rasjaad Rasjad Rasjeed Rasjid Raul Ravi Reagan Reed Reeke Reese Reggje Reginald Reid Reil Rembrandt Remington René Reuben Rek Rik Rikardo Rikjard Rile Ritkye Rjan Ro Rob Robert Roberto Robin Rod Rodne Roger Rojke Rok Rol Roland Rolando Roman Romeo Ron Ronald Ror Roskoe Ross Ruben Rud Rudolf Rudolp Russ Russel Rust Sal Salvador Sam Sameer Samir Samuel Sand Sanja Sankjo Santjago Saul Sawjer Sean Sebastjan Sebi Sergjo Set Sid Sidne Silas Simon Sjad Sjane Sjanon Sjareef Sjarif Sjaun Sjawn Sjdne Sjea Sjeldon Sjerm Sjerman Sjervin Skott Slade Smas Sokrates Solomon Spenker Stan Stanle Stefano Stepjan Stepjano Stepjen Steve Steven Stewart Stone Storm Stuart Sulajman Sven Tad Tajlor Tal Taner Tarik Tate Tawfik Ted Tel Teo Terr Terrel Terrenke Tim Timoty Tjaddeus Tjeodore Tjler Tjom Tjomas Tjrone Tjson Tob Tobjas Todd Tom Ton Topjer Trak Trake Trav Travis Tre Trent Trenton Trev Trevor Tristan Tro Tuk Tuker Tul Turner Van Vanke Vern Vernon Vikram Viktor Vinke Vinkent Virgil Wade Wajne Walker Walt Walter Ward Warren Webster Wendel Wes Wesle Weston Wil Wilfredo Wiljam Wjatt Wjit Wjitne Kavjer Zak Zakjar Zakjarja Zander Zane Zavjer Zedrik Zeke Zepyr

[star0mania]

MLB OCs

Name: Izzy Lynn Dupain-Cheng

How to say it: Iz-zy Ly-nn Du-Pain-Cheng

Nicknames: Izz

Age: 13 14 15

Gender/Pronouns: Female (she/her)

Place of Birth: Paris, France

Current Resident: Paris, France

Sexuality: Asexual, Biromantic

Relationship Status: Single

Voice claim: K Howard from Six the Musical

Friends: Marinette Alya Adrien Nino Kagami Rose Felix E.t.c

Enemies: Bad guys

Crush: None (open)

Family: Mother: Sabine Dupain Cheng Father: Tom Dupain Cheng Sister: Marinette Dupain Cheng (15 years old)

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Likes: -Cooking -Her twin -Singing

Dislikes: Insects Jerks Bullies Dishonesty Certain people

Personality: -Kind -Protective -Loving -Feisty -Aggressive -Smart -Creative -Stubborn -Determinant

Miraculous: Lynx miraculous

Weapon: a whip

Hero name: Hero Lynx

Kwami name: Stella

Suit: -TBA-

Looks: (Credit to  the artist))

Theme songs:

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"Its called a punch, bitch!"

Name: Keith Felipe Noceda

How to say it: Ke-ith Fel-ip-e No-ced-a

Nicknames: Keithie (siblings) Mr. Noceda (a few teachers)

Age: 14-15

Gender/Pronouns: Male (he/him)

Place of Birth: Mexico, North America

Current Resident: Paris, France

Sexuality: Pansexual

Relationship Status: Single but soon dating

Voice claim: Ethan Landry/Spider (Jack Champion)

Friends: Marinette Alya Adrien Nino Kagami Rose Felix E.t.c

Enemies: Bad guys

Past love interest: Adrien Agreste (ex boyfriends and best friends)

Present Love interest:

Marc and Nathaniel K: Oh for fucks sake- M/N: Oi!! No swearing!

Ship names: KeithMarcThaniel Natheitharc ArtAct

Relationship trope: He fell first, they fell harder Sun x Dusk x Moon

Relationship status: Soon-to-be dating

Relationship songs: The Middle- dodie I kissed a Boy- Jupither  3- Britney Spears Jenny (I wanna ruin our friendship)- Studio Killers

Relationship variant/s: Karlnapity 

Family: Mother: 37 year old named Camila Father: 38 year old named Jon Sisters: 13 year old named Luz, 13 year old named Vee and a 6 year old named Julia  Brother: 16 year old named Hunter

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Likes: -Stories -Acting -TV -Watching Marc and Nathaniel make comics -Hanging out with friends -watching romcoms and horror -Playing with his dog, Rio -Dinosaurs -Dia de los muertos

Dislikes: -Arguments -Bullies -Homophobes -Transphobes -Math

Personality: -Kind -Honest -Easily Angered  -Creative -Introvert and Extrovert. In the middle -Loyal -Lovable -Tough -Soft with friends -Mature -Caring -Confident  -Dedicated -Helpful

Miraculous: The red panda kwami

Weapon: Bamboo flute. It sends enemies to sleep for a few minutes

Hero name: Fire Panda

Kwami name: Mei Li

Suit: Smth like this but male

Looks:

Theme songs: The Hills- The Weeknd

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Name: Aristotle "Ari" Madine

How to say it: A-ri-sto-tle A-ri Ma-dine

Nicknames: Ari (various people) Ari-star (Keith)

Age: 14-15

Gender/Pronouns: Male (he/him/they)

Place of Birth: Paris, France

Current Resident: Paris, France

Sexuality: Gay

Relationship Status: Single

Voice claim: Alberto (Luca)

Friends: Marinette Alya Adrien Nino Kagami Rose Felix E.t.c

Enemies: Bad guys

Crush: Luka Coffaine

A: lets go! The band is playin'! L: alright, calm down Ari xD

Ship name: Lukari

Relationship trope: Lalalalala x okokokok He fell first, he fell harder

Relationship theme song: Teenage Dream- Katy Perry Lover- Taylor Swift If I can't have you- Shawn Mendes

Relationship variants: Solangelo Tododeku

Family: Mother: a 45 year old named Juliet Father: a 45 year old named Humphery  Brother: a 7 year old named Bear

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Likes: -Pirates -Friends -Music -Animals -Listening to Luka play his guitar -Listening to One Direction

Dislikes: -People being mean to his friends -Homework -History -Losing the ones he love

Personality: -Happy -Carefree -Honest -Kind -Kind off innocent -Stubborn -Helpful -Youthful -Bright -Trusting -Secretive -Imaginative -Idealistic 

Miraculous: The Coyote Miraculous

Weapon: Bone nunchucks

Hero name: Song Dog

Kwami name: Mikira

Suit: -TBA-

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Phoenix, Oscar, Leo, Arlo, and 170 More of the Cutest Names For Baby Boys

Brainstorming baby names can be one of the most fun (and important) aspects of planning for the arrival of your little one, but it can also feel really overwhelming. If you don't have certain requirements, like wanting a name that runs in the family, the possibilities can seem endless. Our names are the first thing tied to our identities, and we know how daunting that sounds - so we're here to ease you of any stress you have on your hunt for cute baby boy names. Choosing a cute boy name that will be equally fitting for an adorable infant and the adult he grows into can be a challenge, which is why we compiled this list of cute, unique boy names. You're sure to find an option that flow well with your last name or other kids' names among the cute names for boys we rounded up here. You might even find two that you like to help you out with a middle name option. (Oh, and if you want options for cute girls' names, we have you covered for that too, with our list of cute girl names.) Cute Names For Boys A Abe, Addison, Aiden, Amir, Amos, Ansel, Archie, Ari, Arlo, Asher, Atticus, August, Austin, Avery, Axel B Beau, Beckett, Bentley, Benicio, Benito, Benjamin, Billy, Bishop, Blake, Bodhi, Briggs, Brody, Brooks C Caleb, Campbell, Carter, Caspian, Charlie, Cody, Colby, Cole, Colton, Cooper, Crew, Crosby, Cruz D Dallas, Dash, Dawson, Dax, Deacon, Diego, Dillan, Donovan, Dorian, Duke, Dustin, Dylan E Easton, Eden, Eli, Elias, Elliott, Emerson, Emmett, Ender, Enrique, Enzo, Everest, Ewan, Ezra F Felipe, Finley, Finn, Fletcher, Ford, Frankie, G Gabriel, Gage, Gavin, Graham, Grant, Gray, Greyson, Griffin, Gus Related: Waverly, Merritt, and 103 Other Unique and Beautiful Girls' Names H Harley, Henry, Hudson, Hugh, Hurley I Ian, Ira, Isaac, Isaiah J Jacob, Jack, Jaime, Jasper, Jaxon, Jayden, Jett, Jude, Julian K Kai, Khalil, Kingsley, Knox L Larkin, Leo, Liam, Logan, Luke M Mason, Maverick, Max, Memphis, Miles, Milo, Morris N Nate, Neo, Nico, Noah, Noe, Nolan O Oden, Oliver, Omari, Oscar, Otis, Owen P Peyton, Phoenix, Pierce Q Quentin, Quinn Related: 50 Adorable and Meaningful Names For Baby Boys in 2022 R Remy, Rhett, Rhys, Roman, Ronin, Rowan, Ryan, Ryder S Samuel, Sawyer, Santiago, Sebastian, Shane, Silas T Tate, Theodore, Titan, Tobias, Toby, Trenton U Uri V Valentino, Van, Virgil W Walker, Wesley, Wren, Wrenynn, Wyatt X Xander, Xavi, Xavier Y Yasir, Yates, Yonah, York, Yunis, Yuri Z Zachary, Zaiden, Zander, Zane https://www.popsugar.com/family/Cute-Boy-Names-43713664?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=tumblr

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Off the Grid Sunset View Resort sa San Felipe, Zambales.

Tag-Ulan na!

Sarap pumunta sa beach! Oo tama po nabasa nyo.

Para sa akin, masarap pumunta ng beach kapag tag-ulan dahil siguradong konti lang ang tao.

Mas ma-eenjoy ang ingay ng dagat at hindi boses ng mga lasing na tao sa gabi.

Opinyon ko lang po ito, bawal ang balat sibuyas.

Irerekomenda ko lang ang resort na nabook namin nung nakaraang Linggo.

Ito ang Off the Grid Sunset View Resort sa San Felipe, Zambales.

3-4hrs na biyahe mula sa Manila.

Kung gusto nyo mapabilis ang biyahe pero mas mahal na toll gate. Mag-SCTEX na kayo.

Pero kung gusto makatipid sa toll gate. Mag-exit na kayo sa San Fernando.

Pangalawang beses na namin pumunta dito pero magkaiba resort lang sinubukan namin.

Abot kaya kasi ang presyo ng halos resort dito.

P5,000.00 per night good for 8-10pax na. Ganyan ang minimum price dito. Pero siyempre kapag peak season, expect na nyo na mas mahal pero kinagandahan kasi, pang-maramihan yung presyo nila. Hindi yung tipong. P5,000 per night good for 2 pax lang. Sakit sa bulsa kapag ganun.

Halos din lahat ng resort dito ay walang Airconditioned Room kaya nirerekomenda ko na hanggat maari, mag-book kayo sa mismong front beach. Yung kita mo talaga agad yung dagat.

Kapag sa bandang looban kasi, wala talagang hangin kaya ang init.

Kaya irerekomenda ko ang Off the Grid Sunset View Resort.Bakit? ito ang mga dahilan.

- Front Beach siya.

- Mabait at responsive sila sa mga inquiry mo. Mas lalo sa Facebook page nila.

- Hindi gahaman ang may-ari nito. Bakit? Libre mo na kasi magagamit ang kitchen utensils nila pati gas stove. Karamihan kasing resort. May extra fee pa.

- Pati tent pitching, libre na din.

- Abot kayang presyo.

For improvement lang siguro para sa Off the Grid Sunset View Resort.

- Gawa sila ng water connection. Mula sa Poso>Water Drum>Pipe papunta sa gripo sa Kitchen at CR. Tulad lang din sa nakita namin sa ibang resort.

- Yung isang kwarto na nabook namin, may kakaibang amoy. Not sure kung mapanghi or nakulob lang yung amoy. Pero yung bedsheet at pillow, wala naman amoy. Well, hindi naman siya ganun ka dealbreaker dahil hindi naman maamoy ng iba kong kasama at nakatulog sila ng maayos. Pero sa mga taong medyo sensitibo ang ilong. Not okay siya.

So far, sobrang na-enjoy namin yung pag-stay namin dito. Saka maganda din kasi talaga yung dagat. hindi siya mabato at hindi biglang lalim.

Ang isa pang advantage na pumunta sa beach mas lalo sa lugar na ito na tag-ulan. Hindi ka mahihirapan mag-parking. Last April kasi na pumunta kami dito. Ka-stress yung parking dito. Napaka-sikip. Sa main road lang kasi yung parking ng mga resorts dito. Kaya sobrang ka stress talaga ang parking dito kapag summer.

Para sa ibang detalye ng Off the Grid Sunset View. Ito ang kanilag Facebook Page.

https://www.facebook.com/Offthegridzambales

Salamat sa pagbabasa. Hanggang sa muling kuwento!

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CALIFICACIÓN PERSONAL: 5 / 10

Título Original: V/H/S/85

Año: 2023

Duración: 112 min

País: Estados Unidos

Dirección: David Bruckner, Scott Derrickson, Natasha Kermani, Mike P. Nelson, Gigi Saul Guerrero

Guion: C. Robert Cargill, Zoe Cooper, Evan Dickson, Mike P. Nelson

Música: Stephen Lukach

Fotografía: Nick Junkersfield, Alex Chinnici

Reparto: Dani Deetté, Ari Gallegos, Felipe de Lara, Forrest Hartl, Alex Galick, Tyler Noble, Justen Jones, Rolando Davila-Beltran, Chelsey Grant, Marcio Moreno

Productora: Bloody Disgusting, Cinepocalypse Productions

Género: Horror; Thriller

TRAILER:

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King Felipe, Queen Letizia, Princess Leonor and Infanta Sofia attended the Princess of Asturias 2023 Awards concert in Oviedo

Queen Letizia of Spain looked stunning in a pink and white combination at the 2023 Princess of Asturias awards Concert. 

Queen Letizia of Spain wore a Maria Barragan Blouse, Boss trousers, UFO earrings and pumps, Magrit bag and Corterno ring at the 2023 Princess of Asturias awards concert night.  

Princess Leonor of Spain wore black and white H&M dress with UFO hoops, Olivia Mareque bag, Carolina Herrera pumps at the 2023 Princess of Asturias awards concert. More details of Princess Leonor style on RegalFille. 

Infanta Sofia of Spain wore a Cardié Moda Ari Jumpsuit with black flats at the 2023 Princess of Asturias awards concert. More details of Princess Sofia style on RegalFille. 

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More Than You Know, Part 2

Summary: your date with Jax

Pairings: Jax Teller X Reader

Rating: explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, PIV sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, degradation, creampie, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 2.2K

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Biker!Ari Levinson edit by nix-akimbo

Jax gulps looking at Ari, his blue eyes following your body down the hallway, but he shakes his head, “Man, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“She loved him, you know. Was madly in love with Reyes,” Jax doesn’t respond, just keeps his eyes away from Ari.

Ari’s body straightens up when you walk back into the living room, giving him a knowing look, “Don’t believe anything he says,” you warn Jax. “Lifelong friends, and he lies to protect me. Angel’s bedtime is eight.”

“Eight?” Ari asks quickly. “Eight? Like ten thirty-eight?”

“I mean, eight zero zero. He’s four Ari. No sugar after six, and Felipe and EZ usually FaceTime him around five thirty. I’ve got pizza coming at five, and…I think that’s it,” you stare up at him almost ready to stay here. The thoughts of leaving Angel terrifying you.

“He’s fine. Remember what I said,” you stand there a bit confused when Ari looks more at Jax than you, but you go with it.

Placing a hand at the small of your back, you squeal a bit in delight when you see his bike. “So we’re taking the bike?” you ask.

Even though Ari rattled him a bit, he gives you a nod, and you skip towards the garage getting your own helmet. He watches as you walk by the green Harley. Your hand quickly runs over the long scratch and dent, as you head back out to Jax. Closing the garage, and Jax feels his first pint of guilt.

Almost coincidental that he and you even met. He did not know that Angel had an old lady, or even a son waiting for him. Not that it matters anymore. He holds out a hand for you to take, before you crawl on the back of the bike with him. Naturally your arms go around his waist and your legs tighten around him. Jax almost hates how easy this is for you. Almost.

As invigorating as riding was, you feel a tiny bit of guilt, when you realize it’s not actually Angel that you’re holding. It had been nearly five years since the last time you saw Angel, and you still missed him everyday. Every morning looking into your Angel’s eyes, it reminds you of what you no longer had, but worse, what you would never have again. Punishing yourself for too long.

“You okay?” Jax asks, putting down the kickstand, he looks all around your face, searching for an answer.

You hobble off and wait on him, before walking into a diner. “I’m fine, just…”

“When was the last time you rode?”

Loaded question, you think, sitting across from Jax with a pained grin, “Uh, the day before,” you take a deep breath, realizing you never talked about Angel’s death. It was just an accepted thing that happened.

“Angel, he was my best friend first. Ari was the reason we met. We fell fast and hard, as people do when they’re young. We’d rode all day, and I was just happy to finally have him back in my life. He promised to see me that evening, but he didn’t.”

Jax’s bright eyes stare unblinking at you, as you recollect that day. “Ari came and told me it happened. I didn’t even care how it happened, just that…he was taken from me.”

“Did he know what you guys were going to have? I mean the baby?”

Your hands go to your neck, as you rub the knots that have been forming for years. “I didn’t know I was pregnant. Didn’t find out until a few weeks later. I was ready to leave Santo Padre, but I couldn’t, not with EZ and Felipe still living there, and I had the last part of Angel growing in my belly. He’s perfect. I’m sad for him, but he doesn’t know what he’s missing. He’s never met his dad. We always tell him about Angel, but he doesn’t understand.”

“Oh,” Jax answers, furrowing his brow, “He never knew that you were even pregnant?”

“It just happened,” your voice blurts out, and you look away taking a drink from your beverage.

“How…I can’t ask that, I’m sorry.”

“How did he die?” Jax gives you regretful nod, and you shrug. Reaching over the table you run your fingers over the president patch on his cut. “You get it. He was in a MC, too. The life killed him.”

“And yet you’re still here with me,” there is an almost boyish quality about Jax. That cute little crooked smirk, and the both of you know, he’s up to know good.

“Yeah, well, I tried the housewife life. It’s not all it’s cracked up to be. Angel, for instance, had his issues. But I always knew what he was thinking. I enjoy the predictability of it. So tell me about SAMCRO,” you ask leaning back into the booth. Your own smile on display.

“You pay attention.”

“A sexy man in a cut, nice Harley, and he comes to pick me up? Yeah, I paid attention,” that same crooked grin returns, but you notice how he looks down at the table. “So what’s your story Mr. President. You’re young. What kinda club are you in? Drugs? Guns?”

“Shh,” Jax whispers getting your voice to quiet down. “We don’t do dealings with the cartel, if that’s what you’re asking,” something you’ve heard a thousand times before. You didn’t care. You knew your place as an old lady; don’t ask, don’t tell, and keep your eyes and mouth closed.

“You really don’t care, do you?”

“Did I mention that Angel was in the Mayans?” Jax doesn’t react. Doesn’t flinch doesn’t move. “You’ve heard of them?”

“A bit.”

“You know them?”

“You could say that.”

The two of you in a battle of who looks away first, you try and read him. Clearly he knows about the Mayans, and he doesn’t care. Should you? Sons of Anarchy is not a club you heard of, but you never asked.

“Let’s go,” you tell him, standing up quickly.

“What? Where?” you don’t see the slight worry in Jax’s eyes or even what they mean. All you know is it’s been nearly five years. That’s a long time to be alone.

“To your place.”

“Why?” he asks as you wait for him to get on the bike. Crawling in behind him, you lean into his ear, giving him a sweet little kiss to his neck.

“Because, I’m tired of being alone. Maybe this is a one time thing, and I’m okay with that. Or maybe, we’re talking too much, Jackson Teller. What I do know, is tonight I don’t want to be alone. You make the choice. Either you drop me off at my house, and I spend another night by myself, pleasuring myself. Or we go to your place, and you take the lead. Your choice.”

It’s not even something Jax has to think about. Nearly speeding through traffic to get you to his house, and the two of you all but sprint to his door. Hands and mouths roaming over each other’s body. Not even making it past the foyer before you end up on the floor. Struggling to take every bit of clothing off of each other, because all you want is touch.

Needy for him doesn’t even begin to describe your feelings. His hands roughly begin to jerk down your pants, “Your cut,” you remind him. He gives a growl onto your heated skin, but nothing more. Feral in his need to split you open.

Once your legs are free, his hand slides down your body, just to make sure you’re ready to take him. His hands glide through your drenched cunt, and he lets out a wanton moan. While his body is still mostly clothed, he frees himself enough. Bringing his hardened member up at your entrance, he gives one more look to your face, “Your sure?”

“Yes,” you pant out, wrapping your legs around him, you bring him closer into your neglected core. His bulbous blunt head breaks through quickly, and your head throws back on the floor.

Jax doesn’t give you anytime to adjust, just roughly thrusts into you before he’s just as quickly pulling out. His body stabbing into your heated core mercilessly, and you keen at the raw intrusion. This isn’t sweet, it isn’t love; this is making your body feel used, and deliciously so.

His hips pound into you forcefully, and you’re unsure if it’s you he’s trying to give pleasure to, or he’s just taking what he needs, but you don’t even care. Your hands go under his shirt, needing to feel his skin. That bullet necklace around his neck swinging over your body, and it’s overwhelming.

Your cunt clenching down on him quickly at how stimulated it’s becoming. But you have a deep desire to feel every part of him of your body. Leaning back, Jax holds his hands on your inner thighs. Pressing down on your legs, so he can gaze at your count sucking him back in. The way your body accommodates him so easily, and he lets out his own moan.

“Fuck!” he shouts into his house. “It has been awhile, this cunt has got me in a vice grip again. You just needed someone to treat you like the slut you are, huh?”

Your eyes roll in the back of your head at his words, coupled with his movements into your body.

Jax can’t help but smirk at how pliable you are. How easily he made you a withering mess. For the first time since talking to Ari, his brain isn’t buzzing, and you’re absolutely stunning to him. Whimpering your pretty sounds up at him.

His pace picks up, added to more harsh pumps into you. Your voice echoing up the pleasure he’s pumping into you, and the way your pussy hugs his cock is a dream. “Jax…Jax!”

“That’s it! Give it to me one more time. I’ll even give you a sweet little reward. This pussy wants it. She’s begging for it. Go on, Darling, show me what a slut pussy you have.”

You mewl looking up at him, he’s got a delectable mouth, and you were curious to know what else it could do. “Right there!”

“There?” he asks before making sure to hit that spot over and over again. Crashing into your heat. And when you grab tight to him, he feels his seed paint your walls. Your pussy milks him dry, and those bright blue eyes stare down at your spent body.

“What am I gonna do with you?”

“I need to get back to my kid. Gotta relieve Ari of babysitting duty.”

“Right,” Jax answers softly. He pulls himself out of you, and watches his spunk leak out of you. He stands up, offering you a hand, thankfully. Laughing when you stumble a bit. “You okay?”

“Yeah, it’s just…it’s been awhile.”

“I could tell. That was almost like a virgin cunt,” he loves that you give him a playful smile, not at all offended by what he said. “I should probably stay away from you, but I’d love a repeat of that.”

“Oh, you mean you liked this pretty pussy?”

“And the company,” he adds in. Throwing you, your pants, and he gives you that crooked smile when he shoves your panties in his pocket.

“Hmm, maybe we could make it a regular thing then?” there is a bit of butterflies blooming in your stomach when he answers with a yes. Maybe living in Charming wasn’t going to be so bad.

Jax walks in from dropping you off, throwing his keys on the counter before he walks towards his bathroom, “You definitely need to wash that Mayan skank off of you.”

“What do you want Gemma?” Jax groans turning to look at his mother, who sits angrily on his couch. “Glad we didn’t make it to the bed.”

“Get rid of her.”

“Nope. She’s too good.”

“There’s other pussy out there. Get rid of her. You’re letting her into club business”

Jax scoffs at his mother, continuing to walk into the bathroom, “I let her on my bike. I let her in my house, and she let me in her pussy. No club business was involved.”

“She’s still got contact with the Mayans.”

He turns around to glare at his mother, pushing her up against the wall. “She has contact with Reyes. Her son is his nephew. She has no part in Mayan business, just like she has no part in SAMCRO’s business. You understand? She knows her fucking place.”

“Laying underneath a president?”

“Keeping her fucking mouth closed.”

“And what if she finds out who came after the Mayans? What then, sweetheart? At least she has a weakness. A kid you say? Mothers would do anything for their babies.”

“Gemma!” Jax growls at her. His eyes blazing with fury. “You leave her kid out of this. She knows nothing except the life. She doesn’t know anything about SAMCRO, and she knows nothing about what happened or why. We weren’t wearing our cuts. Now get out of my goddamn house, so I can fucking shower.”

She turns quickly. Her heels clicking on Jax’s floor, and he rolls his eyes. He should let you go, but for some reason, he can’t.

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