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Sons of Anarchy/Mayans MC Masterlist
Sons of Anarchy
Filip ‘Chibs’ Telford
Happy Lowman
Jackson ‘Jax’ Teller
Juan Carlos ‘Juice’ Ortiz
Harry ‘Opie’ Winston
Herman Kozik
Alexander ‘Tig’ Trager
Mayans MC
Angel Reyes
Ezekiel ‘EZ’ Reyes
Hank ‘Tranq’ Loza
Michael ‘Riz’ Ariza
Neron ‘Creeper’ Vargas
Obispo ‘Bishop’ Losa
Preferences ~
Mayans Men When Asked What The Male Equivalent Of Flowers Is?
Shotgun Wedding - Part 2
A/N: You asked and I (hopefully) provided! I wrote one more part to close out this mini series and then my attention goes back to Playin with Fire 🖤🖤
Angel Reyes x Reader; Hank ‘Tranq’ Loza x Reader
Word Count: 1.2k
Warnings: angst, language, mention of break-up, Angel being an ass, fluffy feelings, (gif not mine)
MASTERLIST PART ONE
“It’s Tranq. You know what to do.”
Her heart from swelled at the familiarity of Hank’s calming voice and just how much she missed him. A voice she hadn’t heard in far too long nevertheless by her own doing. She didn’t blame anyone but herself, well herself and Angel Reyes for throwing her out like yesterday’s trash. Engaged and with a baby on the way. Her mind reeled at how quickly her life turned to shit in twenty-four hours. A somber ache laid underneath her dissolving determination since that fatefully shitty day.
It’d been six torturous months since Y/N left Santo Padre defeated and brokenhearted. She caught the next bus outta town heading to the lone address she knew by heart. The skies alit with angry streaks of lightening prewarning its destiny. A massive downpour followed howling to hellish life. Y/N chuckled jadedly never feeling more understood. Rain soaked into her jacket from the brisk walk to the brightly painted front door. She’d shacked up with her sister two hours outside of town. It only took one glance for her sister to figure something was horribly wrong but Y/N’s tear riddled eyes told enough of a story, at least for now.
While her body was physically exhausted, her mind fashioned an entirely different story, constantly churning nonstop. With the due date was most likely fast approaching, Y/N wondered if Angel was officially a married man. Did he regret anything? Would he even notice her absence? So many questions and not an answer in sight.
An obnoxious beep blasted through her ear signaling its recording. She lowered her voice slightly above a whisper.
“Hey…it’s, uh, me. I- I know it’s been a minute but I just wanted to drop in, maybe even hear that annoyingly charming voice of yours. Call me sometime. Miss you.”
Y/N hung up filled with an uncontrollable nerve settling in the pit of her stomach. Would he call? Did he miss her too? Questions swarmed her before her attention shifted towards the slumbering man passed out in her bed. His name was Aidan and a thankfully deep sleeper. Also extremely handsome, hilariously snarky, and made Y/N forget even if it was temporarily.
Alongside the toe-curling orgasms, Aidan knew how to make her cum deliciously. Pure carnal attraction released in absolute privacy between two broken people. Angel’s face blurred each passing day pushing him further and further away. Soon enough, Y/N couldn’t picture him at all. She wasn’t sure whether to feel ecstatic or sickened, confliction taking ahold once again.
A trivial smile pursed her lips not totally offended at the snoring giant currently hogging the covers. Y/N easily slid back into her spot shedding her t-shirt. Aidan’s arm looped around her waist pulling her inwards. His warmth radiated against her own scorched skin. Her hips wiggled trying to get comfortable. An elicit moan escaped his slumber lips. Seconds later, his grip went limp implying he’d dozed back to dreamland. Her own lids grew heavy before darkness overtook her.
Tranq POV
He briefly glanced down at his phone checking nothing in particular and everything.
Y/N: Missed Call (2)
Y/N: New Voicemail (1)
His pulse jumped at the mere mention of her name. Too often his thoughts drifted between Y/N and killing Angel for forcing her to leave. His feelings for Nails were fleeting at best now realizing he was just a friendly distraction. But this was his brother; careless and deceptive but someone he trusted wholeheartedly. It’d been radio silence for the last month weaving more doubt into his subconscious. His thumb hovered over the screen contemplating deleting instead of listening. Not before a startling knock alerted him someone was at his door, correction pounding on noisy metal.
“¿Yo pendejo, que onda? (What’s up?)”
Suddenly his bubble popped as Angel appeared in the doorway looking cool as a cucumber. Hank wasn’t an idiot, at least not completely; he knew deep down Angel was hurting but refused to show a hint of weakness. He played by the rules keeping his head held high during the surprise pregnancy excited at becoming a father. Nowadays, the wrinkles around his eyes were more prominent, his shoulders absurdly rigid, and his once lively eyes now extinguished.
“Nada, absolutamente nada. (Nothing, absolutely nothing) You need somethin, Reyes?”
“Nah. Not really.”
Angel uncrossed his arms on the verge of awkwardly walking away. But he paused resetting his posture.
“Actually...”
“Just spit it out already, man.
He cleared his throat fumbling over the sentence stretched on his lips; “You heard from Y/N?”
Instantly Hank’s irritation spread; “That’s none of ya fucking business.”
“Not my—she was my—”
“Was, meaning not anymore. You made sure of that.”
Angel’s anger mounted over Tranq’s defensive nature; “Poor Loza, always the friend, never the boyfriend. I saw the way you looked at her when we were together.”
“Don’t know what you’re talkin bout.”
“Must’ve really sucked knowing she’d never choose you even if she had a choice.”
Hank stood snappily getting up in Angel’s face; “That’s a lotta big talk from a man who couldn’t keep it in his pants. And yeah, I might have feelings for Y/N but that doesn’t mean I can’t put her friendship first. She’s the coolest girl who deserves the fucking universe at her goddamn fingertips and you cheated on her without even batting those pretty lashes of yours. You’re blaming me for something I had nothin to do with. Time to own up to your shit brother and abre los ojos.” (Open your eyes)
Bitter realization dawned on Angel soaking beneath his bronzed skin. Fucking up had been the one forte in his shitty life but Y/N was his more, so much more. Unfortunately, he did what came naturally and destroyed her making sure nothing remained intact. Audible silence lingered between the two men neither willing to break bread first.
“She’s been distant since…ya know. She built this fortress of a wall, working too much, and probably not prioritizing herself but she seems okay.”
“Just okay?”
“Angel, you knocked up your side chick and then gave tu madre’s ring to her. She’s far from fine but the good part is she will be, eventually.”
Angel sighed rubbing his hands over his sullen face. If the dictionary had photos to match definitions, he was positive his picture would be filed under asshole. But he couldn’t keep living in the past no matter how much love he still held for Y/N. His actions were beyond irredeemable creating an unrepairable rift. The handsome Reyes gulped loudly digging his hands deeper into his pockets.
“I didn’t plan any of this shit. But if I could take it all back, I fucking would, T.”
With his words haunting the surrounding air, Hank found it difficult to hide his baffled amusement but nodded anyways.
“Take care of her. She’s …extraordinary. But you knew that already.”
Angel took his leave darting around the nearest corner. Hank reached for his phone hoping Y/N still shared her location. The blinking ping kicked him into gear grabbing his overnight bag and hauling it to his bike. He had a new destination in mind.
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Ruca Rumble Headcannons (Hank ‘Tranq’ Loza)
ofHEADCANNON: How the boys would react if you get in a fight. Just the Mayans, not anyone else.
A/N: IN THIS PARTICULAR “UNIVERSE” FOR THE FIC, ANYTHING PASSED SONS OF ANARCHY 4X01 DOES NOT HAPPEN. I WILL EXPLAIN MORE IN THE HC BUT FOR NOW JUST KNOW ^^^^^
FIGHT
It wasn’t a physical but more like a verbal spat
It was with Tara
You were Juice’s sister
And while your brother was locked up with the other guys, you and Chibs were the ones to take huge club responsibility
You were the one who helped create the truce with the Mayans and while you were doing that, you may have caught the eye of El Pacificador.
You may have been smaller than the Mayans, but you were threatening . Which made him fall in love more with you
After your brother got out, Chibs eventually took over of the club
Jax moved away with his kids and Tara. Clay and Gemma got divorced and then Gemma met this one guy Nero and they got close
And you moved to Santo Padre, one to be closer for Sons/Mayans business but also to be with your man
Though the age difference was noted, you two were genuinely close as can be
You had gone back to Charming, for about two days.
Jax and family was visiting so you wanted to see them so you went.
Hank had to stay back for a run so you went alone
The visit went great, Juice was doing really well, the club was doing well and you had a great time. So when morning came, you were getting ready to head out
“Morning sis!” You looked from your phone and saw Juice coming from a dorm without a shirt and visibly exhausted Chibs following him
“Morning.” Juice hugs you tight as everyone starts to come out and greet one another
“So what all do you want for breakfast?” Gemma and Tara were getting ready to cook
“Oh I’m good. Thank you. I have to leave in a bit.” You say as Juice pouts
“Already?”
“Yes already. Guys need help with a job and I’m the help.” Juice nods
“I understand. Well, I am glad you came.”
“That goes for some of us.” Tara says with a roll of her eyes
“Excuse me?”
“It’s just you barely spend any time with your brother, ya know your real family?” Gemma says trying to cool Tara down
“Okay first of all, it ain’t yall’s business what i do with my time. Second, Juice goes down to Santo Padre almost every month and stays a whole week.”
“That I do. “ Your brother adds
“Well you can’t spend more time with your real first family aka us?” Tara asks
“Look Tara I would love that, but the guys need help with numerous things tomorrow and I need to leave now to get back on time.”
“Oh yeah like what?” Tara asks as the guys groan
“Let’s see, I need to help Bishop with clubs business, I need to help Angel, Coco and Gilly with some cars, I need to helo EZ with the bikes and order parts, and I need to go alongside Riz and Taza on a small run.”
“Whatever, just don’t hope you will be invited back. First time you see the guys in forever and you do this” Tara says
“It ain’t your call sweetie. You aren’t the old lady of the club. Technically, my brother is the old lady of the club.” The guys snicker as Juice shrugs and Chibs smirks
“At least I let a guy my age fuck me. Probably just wants you cause of that little pussy of yours.” She says as you take a deep breathe
“Well you love him, don’t you? And I love my man. So back the fuck off.” You say as you grab your purse and head out the door, Juice following you.
“Hey sis I’m sorry.”
“It’s Okay Juice. Really.” You say dropping your purse in your car
“See you next week?”
“As always.”
You two embrace and hug as Chibs and the guys, save for Jax comes from behind
“Make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid.”
“Of course Lass.” You hug him and the rest of the guys
You get in your car and drive off replaying the words Tara said over and over
AFTERMATH
You made it home safe as you texted your brother.
It was night when you got back so you grabbed your suitcase and walked in.
“Hey beauty.” You turn and see Hank at the table eating
“Hey.” He gets up
“That wasn’t a happy hey. What happened?”
“Just some drama back in Charming.”
“Well I made arroz con pollo and horchata. Go change, and I’ll get you some food and you can tell me, si?”
“Si.” You go and change into some more comfortable clothes and when you come back to the kitchen. You see Hank getting a bowl for you of his abulea’s arroz con pollo. You go and stand by him
“Do you love me?”
He drops the fork in the seat as he looks at you
“What?”
“Do you love me?”
“Why would you even ask that question?”
“I thought, you were only interested in my bo-” You are cut off by him kissing you gently but firmlt.
“Don’t ever think that. I love you so much mi vida. I love everything about you. From that little giggle you do, to the way your hips swing as you do the laundry and when you cook. When you are fixing the cars or bikes and I see your hair in that messy bun. I love everything about you amor.”
He wipes a tear away that you didn’t know had slipped
“Now your gonna tell me what this is all about?” You sigh and tell him eveything with Tara as you are eating the food and he watches you
“And I just left. Said my goodbyes and left.” You finish as he nods
“Brother coming over next week?” You nod
“Then all is good. Only thing that should matter if you and your brither are still good. Don’t worry about what others say.” You nod as he gets up and lifts you up with him
“Come on.”
“Where are we going?”
“Gonna show you how much I love and adore you.” With that said you speed off into the bedroom as he chuckles. He puts your bowl in the sink and follows you into the bedroom.
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