note: I literally just got my hair done and FUCK it’s tight as shit and I’ve been having to take motrin. I can’t believe how tight this shit is. It’s prob bc I haven’t gotten braids in a year. I was half asleep tearing for this when I wrote this with my tight ass braids. So basically it’s bullshit but it’s my bullshit so enjoy!!
YN typed away on her iPhone, the sound of her nails tapping the screen blending into the salon noise as Milly ran her fingers through her freshly washed and blow dried hair. She texted the young shop owner last minute when she woke up to a surprise trip from her man. The two of them would be in the Caribbean by the weekend. 2 days more.
So braids was a must if she wanted to enjoy it worry free, she did not want to spend it messing with her hair the whole time, even her curls were a hit and miss when humidity was involved.
Milly moved her appointments around for the young women who was willing to pay double just for the inconvenience.
She smiled as a text notification popped up. Her girlfriends confirming for a girls night tonight before she left for vacay. This was going to be a great week. They would see Marcus tomorrow for the day before they left and get him the day after they came back. Her family was also coming into town when they got back. The week was going to be filled with the people she loved and she couldn’t be more thankful.
Milly was half way done with her braids when she heard the bell ding at the front of the salon while she was talking with the stylist. They were discussing what colors to add at the front. Maybe a little bit of light blue or bright pink.
It was a moment before she realized the salon was now quiet and there was movement she caught from the corner of her eye coming their way. A chill ran through her at the familiarity of the smooth walk.
She bite her lip to fight the smile as she slowly turned to her right to the tall slender man in all black staring down at her intently. He had his beanie on, the winter slowly fading but taking longer then expected. Hence his reason for a vacay.
“Hey mama”
She couldn’t fight it anymore, the grin that broke out on her face would make you think she hadn’t just seen the man this morning before he left the house.
“Ok chesein!” Milly said teasingly
YN suck her teeth before rolling her eyes. Milly stepped back to allow the couple some privacy. YN could feel all the eyes in the salon on them. It was bad enough Alan was here with her, standing not far away in the waiting area constantly watching everything. The large man grabbing the all the woman’s attention for very different reasons then Rio was right now.
The women (other then Milly) looked at Alan, the big beefy man with curiosity, they looked at Rio with lust and jealousy. She could tell the stares were filled with hunger for him, his money and his power.
“Hey baby” she smiled sweetly at him as he leaned forward, his hands resting on the arm rest as he gave her a quick passionate kiss.
No care in the world for the stares.
“How you doing mama?” He asked as he pulled back slightly.
She laughed a little.
“Baby you just seen me this morning, like 3 hrs ago”
“Just checking on my girl”
He leaned up straight as he reached into his pocket pulling out a pack of motrin. The pack lightly held in between his fingers as he held it out to her.
“Oh baby! Thank you, you didn’t have to bring this all the way here” she exclaimed while grabbing his hand to pull him closer for another kiss.
“Don’t worry about it mama” Rio replied before pecking her lips again.
“What you trying to say Rio?” Milly asked with faux offensive.
He laughed that laugh YN loved, raising his hands up in defense.
“Nothing Milly, just being proactive”
“Hmmmm sure”
“Oh yea” He said before reaching into his pocket again. A stack of cash that was easily almost 3 times what Milly charges came into view as Rio held the folded up money towards them.
“Wait, no Rio I brought money-“
“Yea not happening mama”
“Rio” she protested.
“Girl hush” Milly said jokingly as she stuffed the money into her bra. YN rolled her eyes before looking at Rio. If the women weren’t drooling before YN knew they were fucking salivating now.
He leaned forward again, pecking her lips.
Their faces were close as he gave her a pointed look. Most likely for her not to argue with him over this. He knew she was independent but he loved to spoil his baby.
“Be good, yea?” He asked biting his lip.
She had to push down the butterflies that started to swarm in her tummy.
“Yea” she answered in almost a daze.
“Good girl, I’ll see you at home mama” he said before standing up straight and walking backward toward the door. His eyes never leaving hers. If he could have his way right now she would be leaving with him but he knew she didn’t play about her hair. Next time he’ll have to clear his morning so he could sit with her. He nodded and dapped up Alan, let him know he’ll hit him up in a little as Mick opened the door for him and they stepped back into chilly afternoon.
“Did he have the money?” Rio asked
“Not all of it”
“So no?”
“No” Mick answered.
Rio clicked his tongue as he slid into the passenger side of the G wagon. He placed the gun on his lap before sending YN a quick I love you text.
warnings: MAYANS S4 spoilers , angst, cussing, hm I think that’s it 🤷🏽♀️
note: I’m supposed to be sleep for work but I had to write this really quick bc it wouldn’t leave my head. Also again I am Puerto Rican and Black (with a few other things😂) so character (you,reader,YN) will always be inspired by that kinda of upbringing. So WoC reader ALWAYS and thicc af! No permission for my work to be used anywhere else in any form by anyone!
and if y’all fucks with it let me know 🙂🫣
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Moving to the beat of the low playing music she danced around the kitchen putting the finishing touches on dinner. Bella was asleep early, YN made sure she had a fun filled day because daddy was coming home today. Her man was finally allowed to come home and she wanted nothing more to spend some one on one time with him.
She adored their daughter but it was hard to grab some of the Mayan’s time when their energetic 3 year old was awake. She kept the music low and the banging around while cooking to a minimum to avoid waking the kid and so she could hear from her baby monitor. They both were set on keep it for a while, both very over protective especially given certain career paths.
Apart of her felt bad she made sure Bella would be sleep to the point she knew she would sleep through the night. The other part of her didn’t knowing Bella had such an amazing day, nothing was off limits to the toddler for the day. She did her best to make sure the little girl didn’t turn rotten from being spoiled beyond belief on an daily but once that Kutt walks in the house she knew it would simply go back to being Bella’s world. She couldn’t help the smile that graced her face at the thought of how lucky she was to have her little family.
She put the lid back on the rice pot and slid it over to one of the burners she hadn’t used. Everything was finally finished, she would wait to plate the food to keep from having to use microwave.
The song had just switched to something more sensual when she heard the familiar rumble of a certain bike. Butterflies erupted in her stomach as she dashed towards the door after throwing her apron on the counter. There was no time to get dressed but she knew he would be happy with her either way.
Her bare feet swift on the cool marble floors, she almost ran into the door as she tried to slow her self down. She could hear his boots thudding closer to the door along with the jingle of his keys. Her hands quickly went to the lock and unlocked it, pulling the handle as she flung the door open.
She didn’t even a chance to look at him as she threw herself into his arms as he stood at the entry way. The humidity from outside hit her as he caught her. His hands automatically falling to grip her ass. Before he could comment on her lack of shorts she crashed her lips into his. Passionately kissing him. Her tongue ran over his lips, he had to suppress a chuckle at how aggressive she was being. He wasn’t going to complain he loved that shit.
They continue for a moment longer as he pressed her against the side of the door, his lower body grinding into hers. She moaned as he bite into her full bottom lip, letting it go with a pop.
Their foreheads touched while they stood there staring at each other, their breathing heavy.
“Hi” she said sweetly as her hand ran over his buzz cut. He smiled at her that smile she loved.
“Hey mama”
“I missed you so much” she said before pulling him into another quick kiss.
“I missed you more” He quipped with a smirk
She rolled her eyes then leaned into his neck her teeth tugging his ear lob.
“Impossible” she whispered.
“Nah it’s not mama”
If she only knew how much he loved her, he told her but he doesn’t think he’s ever done good enough at explaining it. Maybe the reality was he could never, that no one could ever explain how he felt about her.
Before either one of them could speak about who missed who more, Manny’s grip tighten on her plump ass. He could feel the softens of bare ass. His hand glided over more to find the string of her thong.
“Oh mama you know better then to be out here in just my shirt and a thong” He felt that familiar pang of possessiveness and hungry fill him.
She rolled her eyes again before grinding against his harden cock. Her head tilted slightly to the side in faux innocents.
“But you like it daddy” she whispered seductively.
He had to tamper down the lust starting to consume his body. The whole point of him coming home was to talk with her. He had a very heated conversation with Canche and there were things she needed to know. Manny started to feel bad about the decisions he made without her but there was no other options.
She could see the change taking over his soulful brown eyes. She felt a slight twist of worry as she tried to read his face. Something was going on and she had a feeling she wasn’t going to be happy about it. But then again could anything be worse then him almost dying a few weeks ago in that Mayans blood bath?
She was fully aware he was stabbed and thrown off the roof. She cursed him out so bad for thinking it was a good idea to climb the roof. But it did work in his favor, he black out and then was left out of the rest of the blood shed, no one paying him any mind, most likely thinking he was dead as he laid bleeding until Alvarez showed up. She had to swallow to push back the acid that threatened to rise just at the thought.
“Let’s go on the house mama”
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They were staring at each other, he was intensely watching her as she stared back at him in disbelief and anger.
She was conflicted but the only thing she could think to say was “No”.
“No?” He repeated, he shouldn’t be surprised but he was. He thought she’d jump at the chance for them to be together again after weeks apart.
“Absolutely, Manny are you and Canche fucking crazy?” She hissed at him.
They were sitting on opposite couches in the living room. Once he broke the news about having to stay in Santo Padre until further notice and him renting a house so she and Bella could move out there in the next 2 days she plopped on the couch across from him, she couldn’t even sit next to him she was so angry.
“We’d be together”
“I know Manny, I want nothing more but our whole lives are here!” She started to yell.
He sat there watching her, letting her express how she felt.
“I-I mean, our friends, your family! My job! I-we can’t Manny. You have to talk to Canche, he needs to know this doesn’t work for our family” She said in a final tone, shaking her head.
“YN-“
“No Manny” She said as she got up, “I will not move my whole life again! I already moved here to Yuma to be with you! I left my family behind! The only life I ever knew! And th- the club gets you whenever! Did I know that from the jump? Yes! Did I still choose to be with you? Yes! But they don’t get to do this!” She fussed as she paced back and forth infront of him.
“Canche isn’t-“
“Fuck Canche! I know what happened was horrible to his son but Manny you have to see this isn’t right! Bella’s whole life, my life, has to change because of what Canche wants?!”
“It’s just for a while” Manny replied.
She scoffed as she walked towards the kitchen.
“You just said you didn’t know for how long Manny! Don’t bullshit me!” YN threw over her shoulder at him. She turned to ignore him as she went to pack up the rest of the left overs.
“Stop yelling!” He said slightly raising his voice.
She took deep breathes, knowing if Bella woke they wouldn’t be able to have this conversation.
“Listen mama, Bella is still young enough-“
“DON’T! don’t use her age as if that matters! Her life is HERE! MY LIFE IS HERE!” She yelled with her back facing him, the need to be quiet gone almost instantly.
Within seconds she heard the thud of his boots and felt his hand grip her arm to swing her around. Her back being slightly thrown into the counter.
“IS WITH ME!” Manny yelled as he winced from the pain of his healing chest wound. “YOUR LIFE AND BELLA’S LIFE IS WITH ME AND EVER I AM!” He yelled. He deep brown eyes blazing with anger. She knew it wasn’t toward her but toward this situation he couldn’t control. He winced again as he tried to control his breathing.
Her eyes started to gloss over. This wasn’t supposed to be happening. They should be eating or fucking right now and their doing neither, just this bullshit. She pressed her lips together to try and stop the sob that threatened to rip from her chest. He should be focused on healing not this.
Apart of her knew he was right. Their lives were meant to be lived together regardless of where that was. But this just don’t seem fair. She would have to pick up her and Bella’s lives in 2 days and move almost 3 hrs away.
Manny leaned forward, his face close to hers as she looked down at the spot on his chest she knew the wound was healing. The tears started to slip and she didn’t care to cash them away.
“Hey hey hey” Manny said as his hands left the side of the counter he was caging her in between and gripped her face. His thumbs whipping away the tears.
“Mama look at me” He said softly, he waited til her eyes found his.
“I need you and Bella with me. I can’t go another day being so far away wondering what y’all doing, how y’all day is going, are y’all safe?“ He whispered, “My life is nothing with out y’all. I can’t control what is going on right now but I can make sure my family is with me, I cant live anymore days not being able to see or hold you and Bella when I want, and I couldn’t live with myself if something happened and I was so far away” He confessed in a soft voice with a hint of fear.
She leaned her head forward so it leaned on his chest. Her soft sniffles the only thing that can be heard now. They stood like that for what seemed like hours. Just holding each other in the peacefulness of their home. The home they spend the last 4 years building together.
“Ok” she whispered into his chest.
He stilled. She could feel the weight and tension leave his body after her acceptance of the situation.
“Thank you mama, I promise I’ll do whatever I can to make this easier for our family” He promised as he kissed the top of her head, his large hands running up and down her back.
“The house better be just as nice as ours here” she sassed him,She felt his chest rumble before she leaned back into the counter pulling from his embrace, “and I don’t want to get rid of our home here either”.
“What ever you say mama” He answered smiling down at her.
She rolled her eyes at his charms as small whines could be heard from monitor, letting them know Bella would wake any moment. YN watched Manny eyes light up.
“Go get her daddy” She said shooing him away to go get the toddler would be ecstatic to see him. He pecked her lips once more before turning and jogging towards the stairs. She watched as he flung his kutt and shirt on the couch. His lean bare back disappearing up the stairs.
She smiled seeing some things may never change. When home he always rid his shirt and kutt before embracing this daughter especially after a long ride through the Desert.
She felt a little bit of peace wash over her as she heard his voice speaking to their daughter through the monitor, knowing he would keep his promise to do everything he could for their little family. And though they had to make this move to Santo Padre, their family would always be first to them both.
she thinks she’s happy but it’s always the “Hey Mama”.
warnings: MAYANS S4 spoilers!! other then that none? It’s short af. wait smart ass Rio?
sidenote: idk what this is, thought if it when “Rio” approach Ez. Issa a drabble? I’m calling him “Rio” until we get a name, unless I missed it. I’m also high as fuck so yea.
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She jogged from the trailer toward the club house where she could see Ez’s back facing her from the porch. The club house was somewhat normal after the massacre from 4 months ago. She had just got back in town lastnight, she was away for work from 2 weeks before the attack. Ez begged her to stay away just a while for her safety after she tried boarding a plane immediately.
The thought she would have never seen him again made her heart ache and she shivered at the thought of all the lives lost like it was nothing. She thanked God again that the boys were fine, Ez was fine.
She pulled out her headphones and fixed her short work out shorts as she stepped up the steps. She started to speak not reazling Ez was talking to someone, someone she couldn’t see from across the yard.
“Hey baby you ready?” She asked sweetly wrapping her arms around him toward his stomach, her hands not being able to close around his thick abdomen as her chin sat on him.
“Si mi-“
She gasped as she felt familiar rough hands grab hers as she blindly stared at Ez’s back. She felt Ez shove the body infront of him and a little huff.
“Don’t touch my girl-“
“Hey mama” Rio’s sweet as honey voice cut Ez off.
Ez noticed the tension from behind him, her body completely still. They both heard her sharp intake of breath. Her hands slowly dropped from Ez’s waist, her body pulling back slighting.
Rio’s head popped over Ez’s right shoulder, his deep eyes trained on her with his signature smirk. YN’s blood went cold. Ez arched an eyebrow as he shuffled YN down two steps to the dirt as he kept his body in front of her. Both of their eyes trained on Rio with different expressions.
Ez’s confusion, YN’s shock.
“Rio?” She said hardly above a whisper.
The lean man took two smooth steps down causing Ez’s bulky frame to step up one.
“How you end up in Santo Padre mama?”
“Listen-“
“Nah you listen Ez Reyes, stay out of it” Rio casually said before lacing his next words with a bite. “I asked my wife a question”.
Do yall understand how just how fucking overstimulated my brain is gonna be seeing JD and Manny on the same show?! not to mention Miguel and Angel fine asses 🥲 and the fics it will inspire!!
ima die hard fan of SoA and in turn Mayans, and I drool over Manny in Good Girls. And now taking Manny and adding him too Mayans 🥲🥲🥲
fuck
im also suuuuuppppperrrr excited in general for Mayans but also to see what Manny’s part will be. I’m gonna assume he’s prob apart of or running the other cartel Miguel is having issues with, and since we didn’t even meet one of the cartels I’m thinking that’s what’s up but ya never know. I can’t WAIT.
Rio never thought he’d come home to what he walked into and what walked out.
warnings: cheating, gun, mention of fertility issues, angst
sidenote: no smut but blog is for 18+ so minors DNI! No permission for my works for me used anywhere else.
if you guys likey please belong and comment ☺️😘
I trusted you.
Rio sighed when he reached the door of his condo, leaning forward he laid his head against the metal door. Condo number 306. To shake away the guilt he tried to focus on the woman behind it and how much he loved her. He could honestly say there wasn’t a woman he had ever came close to loving as much as he loved her. The mother of his child he loved but they always seemed more of friends who had sex and had gotten pregnant.
Trying to steady his shaky breathing he pushed himself back as he went to put his key in the lock. He didn’t want to bring this shit home to her. She didn’t deserve his shitty attitude or him for that fact, for the bullshit he did. He wasn’t sure if he could fix this. He reminded himself there was nothing to fix, he just needed to keep making better decisions from here on out.
The only thing saving him was the fact that only two people knew and luckily he was one of them.
His eyebrows knitted together when he realized the door to his condo was unlocked. That never happened. He pushed the door slowly while his right hand went to his gun in the back of his pants. Stepping into the condo his eyes searched the open layout.
“Baby?” He called.
The condo looked fine nothing out of place. There wasn’t any food cooking, which he usually came home to or left overs packed away when he came home too late.
“Mamas where you at?”
She was supposed to pick up Marcus today but he didn’t see any sign of him, maybe they were trying to scare him. He put his gun behind him just incase that was the case. He didn’t want Marcus to see that.
“Marcus?” He called out again.
He could hear moving around in the bedroom, he walked toward their bedroom still on alert. Pushing their bedroom door open he could hear footsteps thudding around. He knew those foot steps.
“Mamas you didn’t hear me?” He said “I thought something happened” he finished as he put his gun on the night stand.
The next thing he knew she came barreling out of their shared walk in closet. Tears running down her beautiful face, nose red. He walked up to her without a second thought.
“Mama what’s wrong? you ok?” He asked genuinely concerned before anger started to bubble inside his chest. He didn’t like to see her upset and crying. He looked her over trying to find anything that would explain the tears. Did someone do something to her? Did she hurt herself by accident? He reached out his hands to grab her face and she mushed his hands away. He was confused as he looked up down to her face.
“Baby-“
“Is it true?”
His eyes searched hers, still trying to figure out what was going on.
“Mama I don’t know-“
“Don’t call me that!” She yelled making him flinch. The sudden changing in her tone catching him off guard. Maybe he was being naive but there was no way she knew.
He sighed hard.
“Fucking answer me Christopher!!”
“Is what true?” He asked starting to get annoyed that he didn’t know what was going on.
She laughed as she shook her head.
“Y/N” he said as he went to grab her hand, she jerked away, this time the pain stung his chest. He’d never been in this situation with her before. Never had her pull away from him in a serious matter.
“Did you or did you not fuck that bimbo white bitch Beth Boland?” She seethed at him, eyes full of anger.
Rio froze.
How? Was all he could think.
He was going to kill who ever told her. Think Rio think, he thought to himself.
“Who told you that?”
“I won’t ask again” she said as she stood in front of him, challenging him, her eyes searching his, no doubt waiting to see if she would find lies in them.
There was no point in lying to her. He had always been truthful about everything from what he did to his past, everything expect fucking Beth. she knew he worked a lot with the house wives and closely but she trusted him.
The last year of his life with her had been the most happiest. Between her and Marcus he felt like their was hope for his life. More then guns and drugs.
He sighed. Guilt flooding his body.
“Yes but-“
“How many times?”
“Please don’t ask me that” he said running his hand down his face, he couldn’t lie to her again but he also didn’t want her to know the whole truth.
She stared at him with eyes that angrier by the second. Moments passed as they stood there staring at one another. Rio worriedly waited her next move, waiting to see if there was a way he could fix this. When she did nothing but stare with those eyes, chest heaving, he knew there wasn’t away around her question. He sighed as he looked down before looking up and holding her eyes again.
“3 times”. His voice full of guilt.
“3 FUCKING TIMES! You fucked her 3 ti-“ She cur her self off her hand coming up to her mouth trying to control the breaking of her voice.
“I-“
“So everything she said could be true then” she asked trying to hold back the sobs.
“What else did she say?” He didn’t even want to ask, didn’t want to know the answer. If she said what he was praying she wouldn’t then he may very well throw up. The thought of being without her making him sick.
“Are you going to make me say it?” She asked looking like she might be the one to vomit instead. His eyes just watched her not knowing what to do. Not being man enough to even say it to her face the words she was looking for, not this he couldn’t. He couldn’t say it.
When he didn’t say anything but stare at her with those beautiful dark sad eyes she shallowed the pressure she felt raising in her chest.
“That....that that baby is yours” she said in the most quiet voice that if he wasn’t looking at her he probably wouldn’t had realize she was talking.
“I don’t believe her, I don’t believe she’s actually pregnant I think she’s trying to buy herself time because it was coming to a end for her” He trying to convince her that there was no baby, at least he didn’t believe so.
“That isn’t a no” she said before pushing past him, he actually stumbled back a step being caught off guard by the impact. It was then that he noticed all the LV hard case luggage in their bedroom. She went to grab two rolling hard case trolleys that each had a duffle on it.
“What’s with the luggage y/n?” He asked walking over to her and trying to push her stuff back out of her reach as panic set in. She sucked her teeth as she shot him a cold glare.
“Move”
“Nah I can’t let you leave here mama” he said trying to grab some of her stuff from her. She swatted his hand.
“I said fucking move!”
“I am not letting you leave!! We have to talk about this!! You have to let me fix this!” He said yelling, his voice starting to crack with emotions.
“Fuck it I don’t need that shit then” she pulled the one trolley and duffle she had in her far side hand and marched out of the room. Rio pushed the luggage out his way as he jogged after her.
“Marcus is still with his mother, I told her we had to handle something and couldn’t pick him up, that you’d pick him up later or tomorrow” she said walking into the living room to get her purse from the kitchen island.
“His dinner for tonight is already made and his sports schedule is up, he has his soccer game tomorrow”. Even now she was looking out for him, looking out for his son. Making sure he was taken care of. Marcus would be devastated to find the home empty without her. She was a big part of both of their lives. She made Rio’s condo a home for them.
“Ma you gotta hear me out” He said following there toward the door. He had to get her to stay if she left he didn’t know what would happen.
She stopped with her hand on the door knob and Rio felt a spark of hope, but it would be short lived.
“Was it because I would have difficulty having one? A child” she said as clear as she could as she turned her face toward him, eyes blood shot red. Her face wet again with tears. Her beautiful face completely broken.
The tears fell harder as she stared at him, her world slowly crushing. He was the cause and here she stood thinking it had something to do with her, he hated himself in this moment more then he ever had.
His own eyes swelled with unshed tears as he stared at her broken face. His world crushed.
“No,no,no mama I swear” He said rushing her and grabbed her face despite her protests. His hands forcing her to look at him.
“I swear it was all on me, I was being a fucking low life, I swear on everything I’d live my life with you without more children. I told you that before I could never leave you” He said his eyes begging her to see the honesty in them.
He had told her that before when she got the news that she would have difficulty having children because of PCOS that he didn’t need more children, he just needed her and Marcus. But he would try when she wanted to. Try all the treatments, whatever it took whenever she was ready to try for a baby.
“It was that time you left to your sisters when we had that fight and I fucked up baby, I did. She was just there it meant nothing. I know how it looks but it’s not that” He tired to reason as he wiped her tears. She shook her head not able to deal with this. This is why she freaked when he called her mama earlier. Fuck he hated himself.
“Wait please don’t leave, you stay and I’ll go to a hotel”
She pushed him back and pulled the door open.
“At least tell me where you going?”
“That’s none of you business anymore Rio”
“Please, I need you” He begged.
“I trusted you” she said before walked out the condo and out of Rio’s life.
As the door shut Rio roughly wiped the few tears he let fall. He pulled out his phone to text Mick. He needed someone to have a eye on Y/N from this moment forward and he needed someone to bring him Beth immediately. As much as he wanted her dead he knew in his gut Beth would be prefect to take the fall down the road. He couldn’t kill her yet BUT he would spend the time up til that moment making her life a living fucking hell.
He also texted Rhea letting her know he couldn’t get Marcus til tomorrow. He couldn’t face his son tonight and his million questions about her and where she was. He couldn’t face his sons disappointment. He didn’t even know what to tell him.
He would stay at a hotel tonight, he couldn’t be here without her.
As he walked out his condo he promised himself he would make it a home again for the 3 of them.
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Ahhhh I broke my own heart, if y’all read my other fics im showing a pattern of angst here 🥲
also if you’ve read my August Walker story just know the last chapter is coming this week!
That Rio story was so good!!! Thank you so much for feeding Rio stans omg 🥲
hey annonie!! I think you might be talking about “salon”? Either way ya welcome love!! I will def always try to feed Rio stans bc I myself am obviously a stan 😛 We gotta hold it down out here 😂
I have follow ups to “bad times calling” and “hey” in the works. Hopefully one will be done before next week!! The new season of Mayans has my little brain working lol
