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soaimagines · 4 years

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late nights ♡

Pairing: EZ Reyes x Female Reader

Summary: EZ comes home late to find that you fell asleep waiting for him..

Warnings: R18+, language, smut, daddy kink, dirty talk, fingering, oral sex (male and female receiving) vaginal sex, slight spanking and choking 😅

Authors Note: I had to get this out cause I’m hella thirsty . There’s no real plot here, just filth.

Gif credit to @angels-reyes

Full disclosure, I do not speak español, I try to use the language respectfully and sparingly and hope I have done so. I try to stick to pet names only and I mean no offence 🖤

Tags: @minnicelli • @ifoundmyhappythought

For a moment EZ rested on his bike, having just pulled into your driveway, the engine still hot beneath him. A wave of guilt washed over him, knowing that he was late once again. He always felt bad when club business kept him from you and he hated letting you down. The night air was still warm and the street was quiet as he glanced around the neighbouring properties. He looked at the moon as he unbuckled his helmet and lifted it off his head. It was bright tonight, almost full and he smiled, remembering the nights he’d spent with you under the stars. He swung his leg over his bike and ruffled his hair as he walked to the front steps. There was a light on, as usual. You always left a light on for him. He was quiet as he unlocked the door, and stepped inside. He kicked off his boots and placed them next to the door, careful not to let the thuds wake you. After locking the door he pulled his kutte off his shoulders and placed it carefully over the back of a chair, giving at a pat before turning away.

The hallway was dark and he shifted quietly towards the light coming from your bedroom. Poking his head around the door frame, his breath caught in his throat.

You were asleep, as he’d expected for this time of night. What he wasn’t expecting, however, was the lingerie adorning your body as you laid curled up on top of the blankets. He gulped and stepped into the room, his eyes roaming over the black lace hugging your curves and he let out a low breath.

Knowing you had gotten all dressed up for him added a whole other wave of guilt and he hated the thought of you waiting around for him and falling asleep disappointed. He brushed his hand over his face. There was no point dwelling on it now. The least he could do was make it up to you.

You stirred in your sleep as the mattress shifted under his weight, though your eyes remain closed. He brushed his hand over your thigh, squeezing your skin softly.

“EZ?” You murmured, your eyes squinting as you woke.

“Yeah. It’s me, baby.” EZ responded. His voice was soft and you smiled hearing it. “I’m sorry I’m late.”

You gave him a small smile and stretched out.

“You put all this on for me?” EZ asked.

For a moment you’d forgotten were wearing and when you realised you blushed slightly. But the way he asked, his voice low and full of lost only ignited the heat you’d had within you as you’d gotten dressed for him.

“Mmhmm,” You nodded, biting your lip.

“Princesa,” Ez whispered, sending shivers up your spine. “Lemme see.”

You rolled onto your back, arching it slightly.

Under his gaze you melted, you could almost feel his eyes roaming over every inch of your skin and when he licked his lips you let out a breath. His hand traced over your thighs and he caressed your skin with his thumb as he lead his hand closer to your pussy.

You bit your lip and spread your legs slightly, allowing him access. He shifted, kneeling on the bed and he leant over your body. You could feel his breath against your lips and you met his gaze. He always loved to tease you, and tonight was no different. Leaning his forehead against yours he moved his hands up your thighs once more only this time he didn’t retreat. You whimpered as he brushed his hand over your pussy and he smirked.

He moved his hand over your mound once more before tugging the lace to the side. With his middle finger he slowly traced along your slit. Both of you moaned then, you at the feel of his touch and him at how wet your were already.

“You’re already so wet for me, baby.” EZ murmured.

The moment his lips touched yours a wave of urgency washed over you. All night you’d waited for him, and you needed him, now. As he kissed you his fingers slid through your folds and he gently began to circle your clit.

“Ez,” you moaned against his lips.

He smirked, increasing his speed. Your hands clutched at his shirt and you raised your hips, pushing yourself towards him. He kissed you slowly, his lips moving with yours while never ceasing his movements down below. His fingers moved lower and he slid one inside you, circling it around your hole. You gasped and rolled your hips, inviting him in and he began to pump his fingers inside you.

His lips ghosted over your jaw and he kissed down your neck, sucking at the skin and leaving a trail of bruises as he made his way to your collarbone. The way you squirmed and whimpered under his touch only turned him on more and he moved his fingers faster now.

“Fuck, your so wet querida,” EZ growled. He tugged your bra down, exposing your breasts and he wrapped his mouth around your nipples. His fingers pumped in and out of you expertly, curling against your g spot. You moaned again, lifting your hips to meet his movements. His tongue ran circles over your nipples and he grazed over them lightly with his teeth.

Suddenly he pulled away from you and you whined at the sudden emptiness. He knelt on the bed and pulled his shirt over his head before tossing it to the floor. You bit your lip as your eyes roamed his body, the toned muscles and the veins. He was so fucking sexy.

EZ ripped your panties down your thighs and tossed them away before pushing your legs open. He knelt between them and licked his lips as he eyed your bare pussy, already glistening with your juices. He leant over you and crashed his lips against yours and your hands roamed his back.

“Fuck me, daddy.” You whispered against his lips.

EZ smirked, his eyes dark with a hunger and his fingers made their way back to your pussy. He pushed his middle finger inside you with ease and you bit your lip, a soft moan escaping them.

“You want me to fuck your tight little pussy, princesa?” He pulled his finger out slowly and traced it over your clit.

“Please, Ezekiel, I need you.” You nodded, your eyes never leaving his.

“I’m gonna fuck you,” He kissed you softly. “But not yet.”

Before you could protest he moved down the bed and laid between your legs. His arms hooked under your thighs, pulling you close to him and he ran his tongue over your slit. You gasped and clutched the sheets, yearning for more of him.

“Mmm, baby,” He spread your legs wider and his tongue ran over your clit slowly. “Your pussy always tastes so good.”

His tongue circled your clit and he reached his hands up your body, squeezing on your tits as he got to work. You grabbed a pillow and clutched it to your face, stifling your moans as he circled your clit teasingly slow. When his lips wrapped around you and he sucked at your clit you raised your hips and let out another loan into the pillow. EZ glanced up and tugged the pillow away.

“No, princesa. I want to hear you.”

You bit your lip and watched as he went back to his slow licks and his eyes never left yours as he ran his tongue over your clit. His tongue moved faster now, like he was reciting the alphabet and you bit your lip, panting as you reached down and ran your fingers through his hair. You held his head against you and lifted your hips and you could feel him smile against you.

“You like that, baby?” You moaned in response and he moved his hands down your body and he pulled away from you, only slightly as his fingers ran over your slit.

He let out a moan as he watched his fingers run your clit and he pushed his fingers into your throbbing pussy.

“Fuck, daddy.” You whines as he pumped his fingers inside you.

“You’re such a good girl for me, princesa.” He licked your clit.

“Getting all dressed up for me,” He sucked at it softly. “Waiting for me.”

You moaned and lifted your hips to meet the strokes of his tongue. He moaned against you, and began pumping his fingers once more, curling them against your wall and rubbing against your gspot. You writhed on the bed, your hands clutching at the sheets as he sucked at your clit while his fingers pounded your pussy.

“Fuck, EZ!”

“You gonna cum for me, princesa?” He growled against you.

You moaned in response and sunk your teeth into your bottom lip as pressure built within you. His fingers pumped faster and his mouth moved over your clit, licking and sucking. You were panting now, your hips rising to meet his movements.

“Cum for me, baby.”

His permission was all you needed and you let out a moan as your orgasm coursed through you. Your walls clenched around his fingers as you came and his tongue never stopped running over your clit making you squirm under his touch, your legs trembling around him.

“Good girl,” he moaned against you and he lapped at your juices, his tongue running all over your pussy.

Almost immediately he tugged his jeans and his boxers down his thighs, and you licked your lips when you saw how hard his cock was. He grasped it in his hand and knelt between your legs, lining himself up at your entrance.

“You want me to fuck your tight little pussy?” He panted as he ran the tip of his cock over your slit. His eyes watched as your juices coated himself and you heard him groan at the sight.

“Fuck me, Daddy.” You moaned as he rubbed his cock over your clit, still so sensitive.

He plunged his cock into you and you gasped at the sensation, your hands grabbing his hips. He rested for a moment, letting you adjust to the thickness of his cock.

“Fuck your pussy feels so good, princesa.”

He crashed his lips against yours, stifling your moan as he pulled out of you slowly.

“So tight.” He pushed into you.

You moaned and ran your hands over his back as he set a pace with his hips, thrusting into you slowly and deeply.

“So fucking wet.”

He wanted you to feel every inch of him entering you and he lost himself in the sound of the whimpers you made as he pushed into you. His eyes were glued to your pussy and seeing your folds wrapped around his cock, glistening with your juices, was driving him wild. After a few more thrusts he pulled out of you and knelt in the bed, stroking his cock slowly.

“Rollover.” He ordered.

You bit your lip and obeyed, rolling onto your stomach and pushing your ass into the air, your cheek pressed against the sheets. EZ let out a breath as he looked at your ass and he caressed it, making you wriggle. You knelt, pushing your body onto all fours and waving your ass higher in the air. He brought his hand down swiftly, slapping your ass and making you gasp. He rubbed the already reddening mark and leant down to kiss it. He knelt straight and grabbed his cock. Lining it up, you felt him run his cock over your dripping pussy before he pushed into you once more.

The change of position gave a whole new sense of pleasure and he set a faster pace. His cock slammed into you and you collapsed against the mattress, falling onto your elbows. EZ gripped your hips, sure to leave bruises in the morning, and you moaned between breaths as he picked up a relentless pace, slamming into your pussy hard and fast.

“You like that, princesa? You like it when I fuck your little pussy?”

“Yes daddy.” You moaned in response.

He leant forward and pulled your hair into a ponytail, his thrusts never ceasing. With a gentle tug at your hair he pulled you back onto all fours and with his spare hand he reached under you. His fingers found your clit and he rubbed clumsy circles.

You bit your lip, trying to contain your moans and you arched your backs He leant over you, leaving sloppy kisses along the back of your neck and hearing his staggered breathing, and his soft moans sent you into overdrive.

“Fuck, daddy.” You whined.

He released his grip on your hair only to wrap his hand around your throat.

“You gonna cum again, mama?”

You attempted to nod, which proved difficult with his grip on your throat and his hips pounding into you. But he didn’t wait for an answer though and he rubbed his fingers over your clit faster.

“Yeah? You gonna cum all over my cock?”

You moaned now and he squeezed your throat slightly tighter.

His breath was hot in your air as he whispered.

“Come for me, princesa.”

Hearing those words, you lost all control, and your eyes rolled back as waves of pleasure rolled through you. Your pussy squirted, making EZ groan and sending shivers all over your skin, your legs trembling in ecstasy.

“Fuck you’re so sexy, my preciosa.”

His pace was sloppy now and you knew he was almost ready as well. He didn’t resist as you pulled his hand away from your throat and moved away from him. You immediately turned around and knelt down before him.

You licked your juices off his throbbing cock and he let out a low moan, watching your tongue run along the vein and around his tip. He grasped his cock and you licked your tongue around him before taking him in your mouth.

“Fuck, princesa.” He moaned as you moved your lips back and forth, your cheeks hallowing.

He cupped your face, his thumb brushing over his cheek as he watched you take him in your mouth.

“You wanna taste my cum, huh?”

You met his eye in response, your tongue running over his tip. He was close, you knew it, and you swiped his hand away from his cock, taking it in your hand instead. Both your hands wrapped around his cock and you moved them with your lips, twisting them as you did.

EZ let out a shaky moan and you squeezed slightly while you sucked at him. You pumped his cock a few more times before he came in your mouth and you met his eye as you swallowed his load. Once more you sucked his cock, making him tremble and moan before kissing it lightly and falling back onto the bed.

EZ collapsed beside you and you both laid silence as you caught your breath. His hand traced lazily over your thigh and he turned you you, his hand cupping your face as he turned you to look at him.

“I’m sorry I was late, mi vida.” He kissed your forehead and you smiled.

“It’s okay,” you said softly. “You can be as late as you want if you fuck me like that.”

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ticklikeabomb · 4 years

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The Medusas - Part 2

Pairing : Mayans MC x Plus Size Reader ; Ezekiel ‘EZ’ Reyes x Plus Size Reader (platonic)

Warnings : Language, Angst

Word Count : 2.3k

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, nor the universe where they were created and interact in. This series/fiction is only for entertainment purposes.

A/N : This part should have been posted only after I wrote Part 3 but I had amazing news the past two days, so I decided to post the next part tonight :)

You sat at your usual favorite spot waiting for EZ to arrive. “What can I get you cariño?”, asked the waitress. “I’ll just get a glass of water for now, please.” “That is a good choice considering the weather today. Got to stay hydrated”, she said to which you chuckled and agreed. She brought you the glass and a plate of fresh fruits. You were about to protest since you didn’t order it but she shushed you. “Boss’s orders”, she commented and pointed at the counter. You followed her gaze and saw Martha lift her own glass. You walk up to her and thanked her with a kiss on the cheek. When Marisol couldn’t take care of you, Martha would be the one doing so. She walked out of the counter and sat beside you. “Waiting for EZ?”, she asked. “Yeah, he should be here any second”, you said while checking your watch. When you didn’t hear any comment from Martha you looked up, analyzing her expression. “What?”, you broke the silence. She shook her head, “Nothing, just wondering why you’re keeping your feelings from him.” “I…I’m not…We’re just friends and you know that.” She hummed and gave you the famous ‘you think you’re fooling me’ look.

“Plus, he has a girlfriend”, you blabbered quickly. Her eyes softened and a sad smile crossed her lips. “Don’t look at me like that. I knew what to expect from the beginning. I don’t want any pity, it will pass…eventually”, you tried to convince yourself more than her. “I only want the best for you, we all do”, she simply stated. You nodded in acknowledgement and saw her leave the booth, going back to work. Lost in the book you were reading, you finally decided to check your watch and realized an hour had passed. You texted EZ, asking where he was but received no reply. Worried you made your way down the street to the Carniceria Reyes. You saw Felipe and Angel behind the counter and smiled at his words. “You want a sandwich, then you got to know how to do it by yourself from scratch”, exclaimed Felipe. Angel’s whining was what made you laugh out loud. Both of them looked at you, not having realized someone entered the shop.

“Hey Princesa, how are you?”, joyfully exclaimed Angel while reaching out to you and engulfing you in a side hug. “I’m good Pollito. You?”, you said and laughed some more looking at his contorted face from the pet name. “I was before you called me ‘small chicken”, feigning he was hurt. His serious features faded hearing you laughing. They all loved your contagious laugh, an explosion of happiness filling the room. You closed the gap and gave him a kiss on the cheek, whispering “I know deep down you like it.” “Yeah, yeah”, he mouthed under his breath, starting his sandwich. You greeted Felipe and Marisol who joined the entry once hearing your voice. “I was wondering if you’d know where EZ is. We were supposed to meet an hour ago but he’s not responding to my texts and I’m worried something happened”, you say and notice their faces and posture change at your words.

Angel was looking at the bread in front of him while Felipe glanced at Marisol. “I’m sorry Y/N, we didn’t know he had something planned with you otherwise...” “I lend him the truck. He said he had to go to Emily’s. I wouldn’t if I knew he already had a compromise somewhere else”, explained Felipe. “Ohh”, you exclaimed, everything making more sense. He was with her. Everyone in the room felt unease and you cut your visit short. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for you to rat on him. I was just wondering why he missed it but it’s ok, it’s fine. I’m gonna go.” Marisol reached for your fingers and squeezed it. You tried to fight the emotion submerging you. “Have a nice evening and sorry again. Enjoy your sandwich Angel”, you said before leaving, the fresh air cooling your burning face off.

EZ arrived an hour later home, a huge smile plastered at his face. Once he entered the living room, he saw his parents and brother looking at him firmly. EZ recognized disappointment in his mother’s eyes. “What’s wrong?”, he asked confused. “Think brother. Didn’t you forget about something, someone?”, commented Angel annoyed. Thinking about his day, EZ didn’t seem to understand his brother’s words. “Weren’t you supposed to meet Y/N three hours ago?” He closed his eyes firmly, cursing under his breath. “Shit I totally forgot I planned something with her. I got so caught up on Emily and then my phone died.” Angel stood up, shaking his head and left the room not in the mood for any of it. He already knew what would happen. You would forgive him because that’s just how you are, their parents wouldn’t even give him some sort of speech and everything would go back as normal. “I’m gonna call her right now”, exclaimed EZ.

He called you but got no response. On your side, you just got off the shower, washing the day off when you grabbed your phone. You wanted to click on your favorite chill playlist when you saw the notifications on your phone. Several calls and texts, all from EZ. He profoundly apologized for having missed the meeting, promising that he would make it up to you. You shook your head before replying, “It’s ok but next time a head’s up that you won’t make it would be great!” He kept apologizing again and told you he would wait for you the next day after class. You only replied that you were tired and that you would talk more the next day. The following day went by like all the others: wake up, shower, breakfast, boring class after the others. When you exited, you heard a male voice call for you. You knew the sound of the voice by heart and smiled nonetheless your inner anger from the previous day.

He gave you a side hug and a kiss on your forehead, apologizing once more. “I told you it was forgiven now stop”, you whined in his embrace. He let out a chuckle and smiled brightly. He opened the truck’s door for you before taking place behind the wheel. “What’s the plan?”, you turned to him. “That’s a surprise”, he chuckled and drove out of the parking lot. He drove you on top of the hill, the breathtaking view of the city in display. “Wow”, you whispered in awe. He smiled and exclaimed, “I knew you would love it.” You spend the rest of the day with him, laughing, snaking, catching up. “I got accepted into Stanford”, he said and smiled when he saw your shocked expression transform into pride. You squeezed his bicep and manifested your happiness, “I’m so proud of you Ezekiel, you deserve it. You worked your ass off for this.”

After a while you decided to head back home. Dropping you off, you reached out to EZ and hugged him, congratulating him once more before getting out of the car. You didn’t see or heard from him the following weeks. Either he was busy which you understand since he had to start planning his moving to Stanford or he was busy spending time with Emily. On your side, you decided to spend your free time at the club or at Coco’s where Angel who would sometimes tag along.

“How’s your brother?”, you asked Angel once. He shook his head, unaware of his brother’s whereabouts. “I guess he’s fine. He spends most of his time with his girl now.” “Yeah, I noticed”, you scoffed. The annoyance that crossed your features wasn’t missed by the two men. They sensed that EZ’s relationship was affecting you even if you refused to admit it. Everyone at the club noticed the tension on your body. When your father confronted you about it, you lied telling him it was because of the exams. Truth to be told, you were jealous and you felt stupid about it. You only wanted his happiness but you knew that Emily had a bad influence on him. Besides the obvious jealousy, you were scared to lose your best friend, to grow apart and become strangers. Losing him was one of your biggest fear.

You made your way to the Carniceria in order to grab some meat for the club’s party tonight. You greeted Felipe and made small talk before your conversation was crashed by EZ’s voice coming from the back. “Yo Pop, do you have another apron some-…Oh hi Y/N”, his question cut short when he saw you. You nodded at him before turning to Felipe who excused himself. “I’ll leave you 5.” A strange silence filled the shop and you tried to break it the best you could. “How are you?”, you asked him. “I’m good and you?” “Fine” “Look I’m sorry I haven’t reached out so much, it’s just a lot going on lately”, he justified himself. You shook you head, “Don’t worry, you don’t need to apologize. I get it. Moving out and all can do that.” He cracked his neck before scratching it. “Yeah about that, I’m going to take a gap year.” You frowned in confusion. “What?” He stepped closer, his hands now on his pockets. “I talked with Em and she only has a year left. We’re planning on moving together and attend the same college, so in the meantime I’ll work here with Pop and earn some money, waiting until she graduates.” You were stunned, not believing what you were hearing.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!”, you turned to him. “Are you telling me that you’re fucking declining Stanford, put a hold on your future just for some girl?” He shook his head, starting to get irritated. “I’m not declining just postponing and why are you acting like this? She’s not just some girl.” “She’s toxic! You may not see it now because you love her but she is.” You saw his body tense and his eyes narrowing but you couldn’t stop yourself. “I’m not saying this to hurt you. I’m trying to protect you by opening your eyes before it’s too late. She will destroy you.”

“Y/N stop. Emily was right, she immediately saw it and told me. I didn’t want to believe it at first. I know you like me more than friends but I would never think you would go so far as trash talk the woman I love”, he exclaimed. You clenched your jaw, no need to back off from the affirmation. “It wasn’t on her to tell you that. If I didn’t, it was because I had my reasons.” He scoffed, “So you’re not denying it.” “No. I do love you but telling you doesn’t change anything and that’s not the issue here. The issue is you waiting for her, just like that”, you admitted.

You kept trying to convince him that he was doing a bad decision but he didn’t want to listen. “I’m old enough to make my own choices. I choose to wait for her. She didn’t impose it or herself compared to others.” “What is that supposed to mean?”, you asked, your blood boiling. “You know damn well what I mean. Our friendship was imposed to us because we were children, I didn’t choose it and then it was too late. I… I have a future planned out and I’m not sure anymore if I want you and that energy in it”, the words vomiting from his mouth. It’s only when the room got silent, that he acknowledged the nonsense he just told you. He regretted saying it the second it left his mouth and even more when he saw the sadness and hurt taking over your features.

“You’re willing to risk our friendship for her? Well what I thought was a friendship”, you whispered. “Y/N, I didn’t –“, he tried to take it back but it was too late. “As you wish”, you whispered still in shock before leaving the store. He took a deep breath and turned around, cleaning his tears with the back of his hand when he saw his parents gaze switch from him to the ground. Not taking it anymore, he reached the door and ran against Angel who was making his way inside. “Watch out! Pendejo”, cursed the older brother cleaning the soda of his shirt. “YO where you going?”, he shouted after EZ who disappeared around the corner.

Bishop was exiting the Templo when he saw you on couch, your blank gaze fixed on the opposed wall. “Everything alright querida?”, he asked concerned, taking a seat next to you. You didn’t hear him at first but turned your head when you felt a small pressure on your arm. You came across 4 worried Mayans, their eyes on you. You shook your head slightly, trying to chase away your thoughts. “Yeah”, you replied with a fake smile that didn’t go unnoticed to the men. Bishop’s eyes crossed his brothers in acknowledgment and stood up, giving you his hand. “Let’s head home.” Once home, your father reached out to you in a hug and asked once more what was wrong. “It’s nothing. EZ and I just had a fight it’s all. It will be fixed soon”, you said naively. “Do you want me to kick his ass?”, he said to which you shook your head and disengaged from his hug. “Don’t worry.” “I will always worry about you princesa. You’re my daughter and I love you”, he confessed. You knew he did but hearing him say it out loud was so rare that you plunged once more in his arms, silent tears sliding don your face. Quickly turning around and hiding your state from him, you told him you would change clothes and prepare dinner.

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bumblesimagines · 25 days

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Ez Reyes

can i buy you a drink? for old times' sake?

you were never there for me.

i don't love you anymore.

can i buy you a drink? for old times' sake?

you were never there for me.

i don't love you anymore.

Pronouns: They/Them/Theirs, Gender Neutral!Reader

"You better not forget about us, Beverly Hills." You felt Bishop clap his hand over your shoulder, a big friendly grin stretched out across his face. You rolled your eyes at his words but couldn't help the giddy smile from spreading across your face, especially with all the supportive Mayans you viewed as uncles and brothers looking just as thrilled as your own father.

"Well, I have to finish packing, but I'll drop by later." You told them, feeling Bishop playfully shake your shoulder before you stepped toward Riz. Your father pecked the top of your head and pinched your cheek, snickering to himself when you swatted at his wrist with a huff and an eye roll.

"Don't stay out too late with your friends, 'ight?" Riz called as you headed toward the door, chuckles spreading throughout the bar when you shot him a glare over your shoulder. No matter how old you got, he still took it upon himself to embarrass you in front of others every chance he got.

Opening the door and throwing one last wave over your shoulder, you stepped out of the clubhouse and headed down the rickety steps. You reached into the pocket of your jacket, feeling around for your keys but your attention turned away from your parked car when the gate slid open and two motorcycles rolled in. Ah, fuck. You bit the inside of your cheek and pulled the keys free from your pocket but just as you pressed down to unlock the car, you heard it:

"Aye, (Y/N)!"

"Fuck," You sighed and turned around, planting a polite smile on your face while you waited for Angel and Ezekiel to finish taking off their helmets. Angel moved first and the only thing you saw before he tugged you into a tight embrace was his big dorky grin. You could smell the cigarette smoke reeking off him and grunted, hoping the smell wouldn't cling to your clothes. "Hey, Angel."

"Hey yourself, Beverly Hills." Angel laughed as he pulled away.

"I'm not even going to Beverly Hills." You groaned. "The new place isn't anywhere near there!"

"But with that fancy new job, you'll live there someday, right? You better tell the pretty girls about the attractive biker down in Santo Padre." Angel said, pushing his sunglasses up to rest atop his slicked-back hair. "Make sure to tell 'em he's funny and hot and-"

"Yeah, yeah, I'll tell them all about Coco." You grinned when he clicked his tongue and lightly pushed your shoulder with his fist, his eyes rolling dramatically. He glanced over his shoulder at his younger brother and glanced back at you, wiggling his brows and smirking before he spun on his heels and headed into the clubhouse.

"Hey." Ezekiel greeted gently, tugging his gloves off his hands and offering a sweet smile. You remembered a time when just his smile would make you weak at the knees and giggle like a lovesick idiot. But it only filled you with bitterness looking at it now. His tongue darted out, wetting his lips as he glanced toward your car. "Leaving so soon?"

"I gotta finish packing." You answered.

"Ah, right, you got a new job away from here, right? I'm happy for you. It's hard leaving this place, take it from me." Ezekiel sighed heavily, stuffing his gloves into the pocket of his jeans and curling his fingers around the front of his kutte. "Listen, (Y/N)... can I buy you a drink? For old times' sake? I always miss you every time you visit. Thought it'd be nice to catch up with you."

You inhaled deeply, eyes flickering toward the clubhouse when the Mayans inside cracked up with laughter at some unheard joke or story. It'd been nearly two years since you'd last seen Ezekiel Reyes face to face and spoken with him. Two long years since you'd stood in his trailer with tears in your eyes while he kept his head bowed, never uttering a single word as you tore into him. You'd broken up with him when he couldn't promise to keep his distance from Emily Galindo, a married woman bound to be his demise. He'd called and called but you ignored him until Riz stepped in and forced him to back off.

"No, thanks, Ezekiel. I have nothing to say to you if I'm honest. Everything I did want to say was said years ago. I hope you're doing well but you were never there for me when we were dating so why would I need you as a friend? You showed me how conditional your loyalty was." You told him and turned away from him, heading toward your car and opening the door. Ezekiel followed because being stubborn ran in the Reyes family, and reached out to cup your elbow.

"I know, I'm sorry. I fucked up. I... I have no excuses, (Y/N). I miss you. I miss us. I miss what we have and what we could've had-"

"I don't love you anymore." You told him bluntly, watching his face crumble in a matter of seconds. He released your elbow and stepped back, his gaze dropping onto the ground and lips pressing tightly together. "That love faded a long time ago, Ezekiel. It's best if you forget about us... 'cause it's never happening again."

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bumblesimagines · 2 years

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Imagine:

Seeing your ex again after returning to Santo Padre

Request: Yes or No

I promise Bridgerton is coming! School just ended and I'm taking a mini break by watching Mayans MC.

~~~

Returning to Santo Padre had been a tough decision. You'd done everything in your power to leave the town and start fresh somewhere where you wouldn't have to worry about violence or drugs. Your father had respected the decision but he had been more than thrilled to learn you were returning, even if just for a little.

Truthfully, it wasn't just the cartel and its effects keeping you away. Hank had told you about Ez and his release from prison. The memory of being told he had been arrested for murder remained fresh in your mind. Ez had his whole life planned out and it came crumbling down in a single night. Back then, you thought you'd be settling down in a nice house with a professional baseball player.

Despite the sudden breakup, you were glad he had only served 8 years. Especially given his original sentence.

"Here goes nothing." You muttered, driving through the open gate and coming to a stop. After making sure your bike wouldn't topple over, you slid off your helmet and noticed Chucky approaching with a wide smile.

"It seems like families just keep being reunited." He breathed out. Still as quirky as ever. "How are you, (Y/N)?"

"All good. The guys been treating you well?" You smiled at him, setting your helmet on the seat as the door to the clubhouse creaked open.

"There's my Einstein!" Your father hollered and laughed as you groaned. Hank stepped out of the clubhouse and the rest of the members followed. Hank extended his arms, the smile on his face bringing one to your own. You wrapped your arms around him, smelling the faint scent of cigarettes and beer. His warm and familiar embrace filled you with nostalgia. You lost count of how many times you had needed it while away.

"Damn, you've grown. You were just a ratoncito with big dreams last time I saw you." Bishop grinned from behind your father. You chuckled at his words and pulled back, greeting him and Taza with hugs. The two men were practically your uncles and they loved you just as much as your father.

"Good to see you, Beverly Hills."

"Oh, shut the fuck up, Coco." You scoffed at his words, the toothy grin on his face only growing.

"You're back?" You could've sworn you felt your heart clench at the familiar voice. You met Cocos eyes and he gave a small nod to confirm your thoughts.

"Come on, boys. Let's give the ex lovers a moment." Bishop called, nodding to the house. You watched them enter one by one, your father being the last. Taking a deep breath, you turned to face him.

Wrong choice.

He'd matured. Gentle features were now sharp but his eyes were still as soft as ever. He'd become more muscular and even grown an inch or two in height. A tattoo adorned his arm and he sported the clubs jacket. A prospect.

"Reyes."

"Don't." His protest was soft and breathless, almost as if he wasn't sure you were real.

"Ezekiel."

"Ez." He corrected, brows furrowing as his lips formed a frown. "I- I never... I thought I'd never see you again."

"You know my dad is with the club, Ez." The nickname felt foreign now after the years.

"Yeah, but.. I expected you to keep away-"

"After you dumped me? Throwing away loved ones isn't my thing, Ez." Your gaze hardened on him and he looked away. "It's yours."

"Ouch." Someone hissed from behind you and you turned your head in time for the clubhouse door to slam shut. Hank and Coco scrambled away from the window.

"I didn't want you to waste your time by being with me. 20 fucking years, (Y/N). I couldn't hold you back from your dreams."

"People get out on good behavior all the time."

"Those who kill cops rarely ever do." He retorted in a quieter voice. He took a step closer to you and reached out, hesitating before placing his hand on your cheek. A rough thumb brushed over your skin and you instinctively leaned into his touch.

"I missed you. More than you'll ever know."

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“ how long are you gonna sit there? “ “ all night, if that's what it takes. “

“ how long are you gonna sit there? “

“ all night, if that's what it takes. “

Ezekiel Reyes was one stubborn man. It’d been two hours since he had arrived and planted himself outside your house in hopes of giving you an explanation. But you didn’t want one. You’d seen Emily leaving his trailer after he’d reassured you countless times that she was nothing more than a memory.

“How long are you gonna sit there?” You questioned, one hand gripping the coffee cup and the other holding your curtain. You watched him through the window, eyeing the key set beside him. Whether it was out of respect or possible fear, Ez hadn’t used the key to enter the house. He wanted you to grant him access inside.

“All night, if that's what it takes.” He responded, turning his head to look at you. “I just wanna talk, (Y/N).”

“I don’t like excuses, Ezekiel.”

“I just..” Pursing his lips, he pushed himself off the porch step and picked up the key. Stuffing it into his pocket, he approached the window and sighed.

“I swear, nothing happened with Emily. She just wanted to-”

“To use you again. That woman is gonna get you killed, Ez, and I don’t want to be there when it happens. You keep letting her back into your life when all she’s done since you’ve been out is use you, whether it’s to benefit you or her husband. And like the dumbass that you are, you let her back in.” You set your coffee cup on the windowsill and crossed your arms. Ez lowered his head and remained silent.

“I don’t give a shit when people are friends with their exes. But Emily? Emily is the type of ex who will continue disrupting your life to help herself. You know why she does it? Cause you let her, Ez.” He lifted his head to look back at you, frown on his face. His shoulders slowly lowered and he allowed defeat to take over. He knew it was true.

“I love you, (Y/N). I don’t want to lose you cause of a mistake.” Resting his head against the window, he sighed softly.

“You’re the only normal thing in my life and.. the only thing keeping me grounded in this fucked up world.” He muttered.

“Just one more chance. I’ll make things right.”

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bumblesimagines · 2 years

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“ you are what’s important right now.”

“ why don't you come here for a second?”

With pregnant reader (they/them pronounce)

With Ez

“ why don't you come here for a second?”

“ you are what’s important right now.”

You shoved the oreo cookie into your mouth, listening to the podcast playing through your earphones. You closed the packet and set it aside, turning around and seeing Ez standing by the island with a deep frown on his face.

Pulling the headphones out, you chewed on the cookie and set your phone aside. Ez kept his eyes concentrated on your face, hard features softening.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked softly. "A call? Text? Why'd I have to find out through Pop?"

"I didn't want to bother you." You answered meekly, biting the inside of your cheek when you felt a kick. She hadn't even been born yet and she was already picking sides. What a traitor. Gently rubbing your bump, you gave a small smile. “How was your day?”

“Don’t change the subject.” Ez muttered, sliding off his kutte and draping it over one of the stools, one hand rubbing his shoulder. He was annoyed and concerned, you could tell.

“Why don't you come here for a second?” You knew he wasn’t actually asking. Sighing softly, you shuffled toward him and melted when he cupped your cheek with one warm comforting hand. Ez let his thumb rub against your cheek, a fond smile appearing on his face.

“Cariño, you are what’s important right now. You and the little princess you’re carrying. I’m loyal to club and will be until I die but you will always come first. I need to know when things change, especially when they involve our child.” Ez spoke softly and gently, dropping his hand from your cheek and instead resting it on your hip.

“I know, babe. I’m sorry. I just.. I know how busy you guys are and-”

“I’ll drop everything if I need to be by your side, alright? Don’t ever hesitate on giving me a call.” Ez raised his brows and tilted your chin up with his free hand, planting a soft kiss on your lips.

“I love you, (Y/N).”

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i thought you left.

i don't know what to say. this has never happened before.

thanks for patching me up.

- Ez Reyes

i thought you left.

i don't know what to say. this has never happened before.

thanks for patching me up.

pronouns: gender neutral, they/them

"Well, fuck."

Who would've thought that on a perfectly nice Friday evening, you'd answer the doorbell expecting to see a delivery driver only to see your ex-boyfriend standing there bloody and bruised. The very guy you'd last seen when they hauled him away in handcuffs for murder.

Ezekiel fucking Reyes.

You stared at him for a long moment, looking over the blood and slowly forming bruises on his face. A trickle of blood dripped down from his bloody nose, staining his kutte. Your eyes automatically drifted to the patch on the kutte. Prospect. That fucking idiot. No doubt he'd only recently gotten out of prison, and there was, a pretty little prospect for the Mayans.

"I thought you were smart, Reyes. Graduating with honors and all that. When the mighty fall, they really do take quite the tumble, huh?" Your arms crossed across your chest and you felt your jaw clenched. The only thing you saw when you looked into his was Emily and her stupid little smile. The little vixen that had snatched your best friend and boyfriend right from under your nose.

Ez winced and his honey-colored eyes turned downward. "I'm sorry... My bike has a punctured tire and your house was closest." He explained quietly. It surprisingly stung to hear his reasoning.

"I'll give Angel a call-"

"No, no, he'll make a big deal out of this."

"Yeah, well, I wouldn't blame him. You look shit." You spoke bluntly and a grin cracked on his face, though it only made him wince and hiss lowly. Rolling your eyes and moving aside, you motioned for him to step inside.

You gathered any and all medical supplies you had stored away and dumped them onto the small dining table, having Ez take a seat and tilt his head up while you worked. Spending so much time around Angel had taught you how to patch somebody up after a rough day and so you put your skills to work.

"You're unusually quiet." Ez said softly. "I expected a big lecture on fighting and driving motorcycles."

"I don't know what to say." You replied, focusing on a small cut on his red cheek. "This has never happened before. My exes don't usually show up at night looking for a doctor."

"I can start the small talk-"

"Don't."

"I thought you left. Angel said you left Santo Padre a year after..." Ez trailed off and you paused your movements, meeting his softened gaze. You weren't sure if he meant a year after dumping you or a year after getting locked up, but either way, his soft tone annoyed you. Your jaw clenched and you leaned back, flicking the damp cotton swab aside.

"Yeah, I went to school. I got engaged and when that went to shit, I came back. Now, I'm an event coordinator for a town that's slowly dying because of the little fucking cartel on our doorstep. But I'm sure you know all about that, prospect." You spat the word out as if it were venom and Ez immediately looked away from you, looking rather small for a man with manslaughter on his record.

"Thanks for patching me up." Ez muttered. "And... I'm sorry for everything."

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❛ just friends don’t look at each other like that. ❜

❛ remember how we agreed not to catch feelings … ? ❜

- Ez

❛ just friends don’t look at each other like that. ❜

❛ remember how we agreed not to catch feelings … ? ❜

pronouns for y/n: any/gender neutral

"Remember how we agreed not to catch feelings…?"

You nearly winced at his words, fingers drumming against the wood of the bar. You forced out a hum of acknowledgement and nodded, urging him to continue despite the dread bubbling in your stomach. Your eyes flickered past the handsome Mayan to look at his brother but luckily, snores escaped the bearded man and a dribble of drool trickled down onto the seat. If Ez's words hadn't rooted you in your spot, you would've rushed over to snap a picture of him.

"Yeah, I remember." You cleared your throat, looking back at Ez. His soft eyes studied your face for a moment, obviously having picked up on your tone.

Licking his lips, Ez briefly glanced down at his beer bottle. "I, uh..."

"Spit it out, Reyes. You're making me nervous."

"Right." He breathily laughed, his boyish smile making heat erupt on your face. Ezekiel Reyes had many good qualities but his smile never failed to make you feel like a little kid talking to their crush.

The familiar rumble of motorcycles pulled his attention away from you and a small frown appeared on his face. He wordlessly turned back to you and nodded toward the backdoor, rising from the barstool when you nodded. Your shift was practically over anyway, you doubted Bishop would care.

"What's so important you can't tell me infront of your boys?" You asked, a hint of playfulness in your voice when you mentioned the other Mayans. Ez chuckled softly, pulling the door open for you and stepping out after you. When he didn't respond, your throat tightened, anxiously gnawing on your bottom lip. The fact he had brought up the agreement to never catch feelings only intensified the anxiety. Only Hank had noticed your ever-growing crush on the youngest Reyes but he'd sworn he wouldn't tell a soul.

"I promise it's nothing bad." Ez assured you, casting a glance over his shoulder during the short trek to his trailer. You forced another hum and eyed the trailer before following him inside.

His home had become increasingly familiar to you over the last few months. You'd find yourself visiting his trailer after late night shifts, exchanging stories over some beers before allowing the booze to do the acting. The mornings were often filled with light teasing about his tiny bed and complaining about hangovers. It'd only taken two flings before you had decided to set some ground rules, one of them being about feelings. After some turbulent relationships, you wanted to focus on everything but romance. And Ez- still mending the heart Gaby had broken- happily agreed.

But now, as you sat down on the couch, you wondered if the observant man had noticed something. If he had, you were certain he'd let you down easy.

"So, what is it, Reyes?" You asked and leaned back, propping your arm up and praying the fake coolness looked real.

Inhaling deeply, Ez leaned against the counter. "I wanted you to hear this from me, not Angel." His words made you grimace and he chuckled again upon seeing your face.

"Go on, then."

"I realized I haven't been completely honest with myself since we started sleeping together. I thought it would take for ever to let her go but once we started seeing each other I really grew to like you, (Y/N). Everything about you. I mean, shit... You deserve better than the clubhouse. I know the last thing you want to do is get involved with a Mayan but Angel mentioned some things and... just friends don’t look at each other like that."

"What exactly are you saying, Ez?" You asked breathlessly.

"I'm saying I'm in love with you."

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bumblesimagines · 2 years

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“kiss me, i’m miserable.”

“you just can’t get enough of me, can you?”

With pregnant ftm or gn!reader with Ez

“you just can’t get enough of me, can you?”

“kiss me, i’m miserable.”

"Kiss me, I'm miserable." Your demand caused your husband to smile and chuckle, eyes tearing away from his book and onto your pouting face. With an exhausted body ready to push out a human and a devoted husband, you had to make the most of it.

"Didn't I just finish giving you a foot massage?" Ez asked with a raised brow, closing his book and setting it aside. You bit your bottom lip and shrugged.

"A kiss will make everything go away." You responded with a smile, eyes shutting and lips puckering. Ez could only smile and comply, kissing you sweetly and cupping your cheek. He pulled back and gently bumped his nose against yours, looking into your eyes.

"Happy?"

"Mmm.." Scrunching up your nose, you shook your head. "One more."

"You just can’t get enough of me, can you?” He teased and pecked the tip of your nose.

"I married you, didn't I?" You giggled softly and nuzzled into the crook of his neck, feeling his strong arms wrap around you.

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bumblesimagines · 2 years

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Before I go

Request: Yes or No

Based off this

~~~

Fate had an interesting sense of humor. It listened to the whispers in the wind, watched the dreams that were created by children, saw the youth prepare for the future. And despite the happiness that flourished in the hearts of many, fate chose to destroy it. Many saw it as challenges or lessons for the future. A minor hiccup like a breakup or a bad grade. Things that could people could overcome with time.

How desperately you wished you were simply going through a breakup, dealing with a shitty grade in class, or even being in the aftermath of an accident. Instead, you sat at your desk, letters dedicated to loved ones scattered around. Fate hadn’t broken a relationship or given you a hard earned lesson. It had put death in your future, and if there were a lesson to be learned then you were the subject.

Fate had always been cruel to you, even when you smiled through the pain or spent birthdays alone. It had always looked down at you; the sickly child with hopes for the future. You could only watch as your life was set in stone, powerless against fate and its destructive tendencies. No amount of prayers, pleas, or cries could change its mind.

Four months. The doctors had estimated it. Four months, and if you were lucky? A possibility at five or six that you’d spend confined to a hospital bed wishing you had left at the four month mark. Twenty-five years would be gone in four months. Twenty-five meaningless years. Twenty-five painful years yearning for good health and happiness. Twenty-five years of a whole lot of nothing.

Reaching forward, you collected the papers and set them in a neat stack, hearing the front door open and the familiar grumbling of the man who lived next door. With a sigh, you left the bedroom and smiled, greeting him with a soft good morning.

“Have you eaten yet?”

“No.”

“(Y/N), you have to eat breakfast. You need the energy for the day or else you’ll feel tired. You’ll only feel worse on an empty stomach.” You could only smile at his light scolding, following him into the kitchen and sitting as he rummaged through your fridge.

“I’ll go grocery shopping later.”

“No, I can do it.” You assured him with a smile. “It’ll give me a chance to stretch my legs and get some sunshine.”

Felipe pursed his lips and nodded. “I guess.” He took out the carton of eggs and some bacon, setting the last two eggs on the counter, dropping the carton into the trashcan.

Listening to the sizzling sound and inhaling the mouth watering scent of bacon, you felt your body relax. Moments like these with Felipe made everything tolerable. A moment of peace with no pain or worries.

“Coffee?”

“Orange juice.” You took the plate from him, sprinkling the salt and pepper onto the sunny side up egg. Using the fork to cut the yolk, you dipped a piece of bacon inside and popped it into your mouth, the crunching sound echoing in your ears.

“How are the boys?”

“Ez got patched in.” Felipe didn’t seem pleased and you couldn’t blame him. His wife died, his eldest joined a motorcycle gang, and the golden boy with a bright future followed in his brothers footsteps. You’d be disappointed too.

“Ez doesn’t know you still live here.” Felipe poured the orange juice into a glass, setting it down on the table and sitting across from you.

“Does he know about...” You trailed off, motioning to your head with a finger. Felipe pursed his lips and shook his head, intertwining his fingers across his stomach and leaning back.

“He should hear it from you.”

“I’m sure he’s got enough on his plate.”

“He’ll find out eventually, (Y/N). It’ll hurt more to see you in a hospital bed.” You exhaled through your nose and continued to eat. Felipe had a point; letting Ez find out you were sick so late would be cruel. Especially when he stuck by your side when you were younger.

“I’ll tell him.” You muttered, shoving the rest of the egg into your mouth and watching Felipe grimace. Chuckling softly, you stood up with the plate in hand and set the plate in the sink, grabbing the small notebook that sat atop of your fridge. You flipped through the pages until you got to a clean new page.

“You sure you want to do the shopping?”

“I am more than capable, Felipe.” You smiled at the man and opened the fridge, jotting down the things you were missing before checking the pantry.

“Remember-”

“Not to push myself too much and if I feel sick I need to call you.” You looked over your shoulder at him and smiled as the old man stood up. Felipe took his keys out of his pocket and left the kitchen, leaving the house as silently as he had arrived.

“Alright, (Y/N).” You quietly whispered to yourself, inhaling as you ripped the paper from the notebook. “How hard can it be? Just a quick trip to the store.”

Exhaling, you entered your room and changed, collecting your keys and folding the paper into a small square before sliding it into your pocket. You stepped out of the house, cringing at the brightness. You locked the front door and approached your car, getting inside and turning it on.

“Just a quick trip. Nothing will happen.” You reassured yourself, pulling out of the driveway and driving down the street. Turning out of the neighborhood, you felt yourself begin to relax as you listened to the radio.

The town had remained the same over the years; the rich thrived while the poor scrambled to keep themselves afloat. Violence lingered around every corner, especially with the cartel and Mayans keeping a tight grip on Santo Padre. Despite the violence, the town had a calming atmosphere to it. The people were kind and most would be happy to help a person in need.

Arriving at the store, you took a deep breath and shut the car off, getting out of the car and heading inside. Taking a basket, you walked down the aisles in search of what you needed. The sensation of a headache beginning to set in filled your body with more anxiety but you chose to ignore it in favor of getting more groceries. However, the headache continued growing and you quickly headed to check-out.

Other symptoms began settling in as you arrived home. Resting your head against the steering wheel, you took in a few deep breaths and opened the car door. Stepping out of your car and opening the trunk, you grabbed a few of the grocery bags and stepped back, heading towards your porch. However, your vision suddenly wavered and you stumbled slightly, shutting your eyes and hoping the random spout of dizziness would ease up long enough for you to head inside.

Suddenly, the weight of the grocery bags disappeared. Opening your eyes, you noticed a man heading up the porch and gingerly placing the bags down. The Mayans MC kutte caught your eye.

“You okay, mijo?” You turned your head to look at Felipe and gave him a tired smile.

“Always.” You responded softly, feeling his arms wrap around you and gently lead you to your house. You fished the keys out of your pocket, glancing over at the man as he went back to your car for the rest of the groceries.

“Is that Ez?” You asked quietly, unlocking the door and stepping inside. A grim look passed over Felipes features and he nodded, a deep sigh slipping past his lips. He led you to the couch and patted your arm as you sat down.

“I’ll get some coffee brewing.”

“I should be the one taking care of you, old man.” You called, hearing him grunt and head into the kitchen. The front door shut and you peeked over your shoulder, watching Ez’s tall figure walk towards the kitchen, grocery bags in hand.

Leaning back into the soft cushions, you took the folded blanket from the armrest and draped it over your body, shutting your eyes as a wave of nausea hit. You almost didn’t notice the soft brush of fingers against your shoulder until the cushion beneath you shifted slightly. Opening your eyes and turning your head, you smiled upon seeing the youngest Reyes.

“Hey, Mr. Popular.” You cooed and turned to face him. Despite the obvious physical changes, he still had that boyish look to him. He was still little Ezekiel. Your next door neighbor who always wanted to play and show you his trophies. The boy who would visit you in the hospital and help you with homework. The boy who eventually stopped visiting.

“If I had known you still lived here-”

“It’d be stupid to get mad at you for living your life, Ez. Your dad already goes out of his way, I don’t need you to put a stop on your life to do the same. You did that enough as a kid.” You assured him softly, reaching out to place your hand over his. His skin was warm to the touch and you found yourself tracing the veins on his hand.

“I should’ve sent a letter or visited when you got locked up.” You muttered, tugging the blanket further over your shoulder and bringing your knees up to your chest. Ez moved his hand to grab yours, running his thumb over the back of your hand.

“How bad is it?” He asked quietly, almost as if he were afraid to ask.

“Like.. four months to live bad.” You answered with a chuckle. Ez grimaced at your response and frowned, giving your hand a squeeze. Pressing his lips together, he leaned forward and wrapped his arms around you, chin resting on your head.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what, Ez? You didn’t give me this.”

“I know.. I.. Back in high school and when I went away for college. I- I should’ve tried to reach out more.” Pulling back, you scoffed softly and shook your head.

“You were living your life, Ez. You had friends, Emily, and school. I didn’t expect you to drop everything to make time for me. I would’ve felt a burden if you had.” You told him, offering him a reassuring smile.

“You shouldn’t spend the last few months sitting inside doing nothing.”

“If you’re gonna try to convince me to go skydiving with you, it won’t work.” The Mayan laughed at your words and shook his head.

“I meant check out some cities, go to the fair, take up a class.” Ez raised his hand and cupped your cheek, a soft smile appearing on his face.

“I want to help you experience new things.”

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bumblesimagines · 2 years

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Headcanon:

Ez when his partner is on their period

Request: Yes or No

Pronouns for (Y/N): They/Them, gender neutral

~~~

We all know those guys who would rather walk a mile on burning concrete than go down the aisle and pick out menstrual products

Well, Ezekiel Reyes is not one of those guys

Ezekiel Reyes will happily go down that aisle, pick out whatever you need, and look any smirking man in the eye during checkout

You know why?

"At least I'm man enough to treat my baby right."

Ez will get you whatever you need, whether or not you ask him to

The moment you get your period for the first time while with him, he marks it down on his calendar to track it

He knows the days you get your period and will call you up days prior to ask if you've run out of anything

Who needs a period tracker when you've got Ez motherfucking Reyes?

After you and Ez become official, he has his own menstrual products tucked away in his bathroom in case of any accidents or irregular periods

Speaking of accidents, don't even sweat it if you leak through and onto his sheets

Ez will just silently change the sheets, ask if you need anything, and move on

He buys a heating pad for whenever you stay over and he definitely doesn't use it for himself what are you talking about

Ez reads up on what is and isn't good for you to have on your period and makes sure to remind you

He definitely doesn't mind having days in where he just cuddles with you and keeps you company while you deal with the symptoms

We all need a Ez Reyes in our lives

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bumblesimagines · 2 years

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Imagine:

Patching Ez up after a fight

Request: Yes or No

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"Here's some tea. Made with love and mild irritation."

"My favorite combination." Ez flashed you that famous boyish smile, followed by a wince and cringe. You sighed and set the cup down, retrieving a bag of frozen peas and handing it to him. He held it to his bruised cheek and peered up at you with those warm eyes. With a sigh, you tucking your hand under his cheek, thumb rubbing gently against his facial hair.

"You're so lucky, Ez. If anyone else, even your brother, had shown up on my doorstep at 2 in the morning... I would've told them to eat ass." You muttered. A chuckle left the biker and he tilted his head downward to softly peck your hand.

"Thank you, baby." Ez cooed, looking back at you. Clenching your jaw, you removed your hand and smacked the side of his head.

"Fuck-"

"I can't believe you got in a fight at 2 in the goddamn morning." You huffed, watching his pout and rub his head with his free hand. Sighing softly, you looked over his busted lip. There wasn't much to do. He had gotten off easy, unlike other times when he'd come straggling on your doorstep completely bloody.

"Who was it this time?"

"Some asshole that kept talking like he was the shit." Ez responded with a shrug but his eyes said otherwise. You weren't gonna push it. The clubhouse wasn't your problem and Ez hated getting you involved in it.

Squeezing some medicine onto your finger, you carefully dabbed his cuts. Ez shut his eyes, teeth catching the side of his lip with each dab.

"Such a baby." You whispered. His eyes shot open, mouth opening to protest and defend himself but your giggles made him close it.

"I've had worse."

"Don't remind me."

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bumblesimagines · 2 years

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Imagine:

Finding out Ez is seeing someone

Request: Yes or No

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Today was the day you'd finally confess to your longtime friend. Even during those 8 years where he'd been locked up, your feelings for him persisted and while a lot of time had passed, you hoped there was at least a slim chance he'd return those feelings.

With a list of things to say on your notes app, you read through them and prayed all went well. The rocks and pebbles beneath your shoes crunched and cracked, Ez's trailer coming onto view. You could feel your stomach protesting the whole thing, hands growing sweaty and clammy.

For christ sake, it was just Ezekiel. There was no reason for you to be so nervous! You'd known him all your life so why did you feel like you were walking into the lions den? Ez was kind, even to those who didn't deserve it. If he rejected you, he'd do it in the nicest way possible.

Gathering whatever courage you had left, you raised your hand and knocked twice on his trailer door. The trailer shifted slightly and you heard muffled voices.

"Fuck.." You muttered, thinking up any excuses to get you out of having to speak with another club member.

However, it wasn't a musty Mayan. The person who opened the door was a young girl with the prettiest smile you'd ever seen. Soft tan skin, long wavy hair, and kind eyes. She was gorgeous.. Perfect for someone like Ez.

"Hello!" She greeted with an accent, glancing over her shoulder at Ez.

"Oh, hey, (Y/N)."

"S-Sorry, I didn't know you were busy. I didn't mean to interrupt a date." Part of you hoped one of them would deny it and claim to be just friends. But then the woman smiled and looked back at Ez, his eyes having that familiar twinkle Angel used to have around Adelita. You felt your eyes sting.

With darkened cheeks and a big smile, Ez cleared his throat. "Nah, it's fine, (Y/N). What's up?"

"Nothing, I can ask the others. Fuck, even Chucky could answer my question." You forced a laughed and extended your hand to shake the womans.

"Gabriela, but you can call me Gaby." She flashed another smile and you felt a prickle of annoyance at her kindness. Not particularly directed at her, but you wished there was some sort of flaw that could result in Ez disliking her.

"Nice to meet you, Gaby. I'll see you two around." You breathed out and took a step back, giving a small wave before turning around. You waited until the trailer door shut before exhaling and finally allowing the tears to fall.

It was too late and a beautiful woman had been able to snatch him up. All the years pining over him and wanting to confess only for life to get in the way each time. First Emily, then prison, and now Gaby.

Maybe it just wasn't meant to be.

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