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thesolotomyhan · 2 years

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a/n: slowly coming back into it but i was writing something else on and off while i was away but i havent finished it so i just ultimately decided to do another one of these just because i love how i can focus on so many characters and just type away so have this while i figure some things out on my end for you all <3

warnings: theres only nsfw for like 2 characters but ill let you know lol

mayo: wedding :)

strap tf in because ever since writing that ramon wedding hc i have not stopped thinking about that topic but with my mayo and i have little to no shame to admit to you all that i have thought about his ass and a wedding subject more than once but i just never got around to it but 👀👀 lemme say i am having troubles with myself on deciding what i can briefly talk about and not get myself carried on writing a whole ass presentation,,,,, i just ,,,,, want to at least get an idea out here 👀 see if anyone could be interested 👀👀 but OHHHH i just i want to scream into the abyss when i think about this subject with HIM <\3 like me muero mE MUERO because i know for a mf’ing fact my consentido would call you “mi esposa” even before you two actually get married,,, like he’s emocionado about the whole thing as it leads up to that day :((( him introducing you to everyone new as like “mira, deja les presento a mi esposa,.... mi chula” :(( ,, this stupid smile on his face as he lets his arm wrap around your waist and keep you close to him as he introduces you when you two are barely engaged or something and i dont know why that makes me fall to my knees and sob,, wow and just imagining how this man would stress yet be as cool as anything to make this the most perfect day for you,,,because as i have kind of briefly gone over,,, once this mf actually falls in love, que hasta he forgets anyone else other than you exists,, you know marriage is not far from the path hes on,, and it just comes naturally,,, so when i imagine that the day does come,,, he makes this shit the biggest thing ever in sinaloa,, its going to last for dayssss,, complacendote in any and everything,, making sure to not have you have any stress on your head all day long,, he just wants to see you to be happy, blissful and smiling all day long because of him yyy ay cabron hold on,,,, i just without getting too into this knowing myself,,, can you all just take a minute and imagine the grand ass church/ceremony he would do this at,,, una pinche elegancia that even guero is questioning how much money this mf blew for your wedding day,,, el todo pinshe pienado :( the simple FucvinG waY HE would look at you throughout the whole thing like you just gave him the best regalo de la vida :((( him probably wanting to just hold your hand for all 24 hours of that day and more,,, the little glances and small smiles he would give you throughout the vows down until he can kiss you :((((((( and the reception yalll ayyy no,,, him not letting you be away from him for more than 2 inches,, :( walking around together como marido y mujer and shit :((( dancing to your song ,,,, the honeymoon after wards :))))))) ayyy GUEY im sorry ill stop i just- wedding+mayo=my entire heart and i dont want to dump that whole thing just yet on this available space i have here :(( but this has been my proposal on the idea :( ok bye now

rafa- (slight/only a mention because i cant stop myself)

ingasu ,,,, mi pinshe bonbonnnnnnnn ,,,, i have a need a want to get a ramble of thoughts out and this is what this is,, but dont worry ill come back for him when i have a straight mind and an actual structure of writing for him because OUGHHH how can i not? now wow get out of my mf’ing way here becauseeee lord just when i think the wakanda forever trailer couldnt top the idea of chadwicks tchalla character coming back again :( +++ the announcement they made that tenoch would be playing namor a while back,,,, these mf’s actually decided to kill me and add in namor’s character in the trailer as well when i had already fell to my kness at a walmart parking lot just by the first second of that trailer,, and i just descended upon the clouds themselves when i saw him my god i was not expecting to be fed so well early on,,, because now let me guide you all back to watch the trailer if you didnt catch a good ass glimpse like i did to look at this bitch’s physique ,,, like get a good fucking look at this mfs back,, yess his fuckin back ,, his damn shoulders i cRY YALL ,, thAT LaDies and gentlemen,, is a man ,, now LISTENNN I AM not a marvel blog whatsoever but i would be lying through my soul if i told yall those 2 second clips of him on that trailer awoke and brought back my unconditional love for him and what better than to add rafa back in this mf and let me respectfully simp for mi pelos chinos consentido de shulada de hombre again,, and i just- i couldnt contain myself imagining the wayyyyyy he would love to let you scratch his back :)) when hes pounding away at youuuuu but damn omg let me just stop,, lol that wasnt planned for him today because i knew this man radiated bde but namor???? tenoch ???? placed to finally extra cherry i needed on top because i just couldnt get that once scene where hes walking into that wedding party with his scarface suit on out of my mind for a while and i just- i could not handle the thought of the two of you turning heads everytime the two of you walk into a building or party because the radiationnnn,, its about the radiation you two set off when youre both walking into a party,, arms tangled into the other as you both walk in,, heads held high off the fucking ground,, both of your outfits being that high end material, that just compliments the others in a beautiful way ,, him leading you around either with you dangling off his arm :) or leading you sit down so you dont get tired :) but ughhh his dumbass smile never wiping off his face because he knows everyone is staring at the two of you ,,just him having a thing for showing you off and it’s the best damn feeling when it’s neither of you trying,, it comes natural with they way the aura is set around you two when you walk into a place and that sets me off,,, And wow,, thank you for coming to my brief brain fart session,, take what i told you today as a topic starter with me

amado: baile/jaripeo

ayyyy hasta pego un grito de los buenos imagining something like this with him :( and maybe it’s just meeee because ive been keeping busy going to these and all ;) but imagining pinshe amado going with you :) bailando to like a banda song or something,(im imagining something like y llegaste tu or something more movidita like ayer la vi por la calle because the vueltas would be more fast paced ya know? and i know only maybe a few people are going to understand what im talking about so im sorry if you’re questioning wtf im even saying right now lol) but anyways i just imagine he would have his arm wrapped around your back and just holding you close to him when he does he vueltas or the small steps to the rhythm ya know? leading you around the steps, :( his other hand is just holding una pinshe chela bien fria+ not me imagining how the thought of him drinking his chela while dancing with you had me in a grip im sorry ,,,, and aughhH its something about that image, and the thought of your steps being in unison and flowing as smooth as possible hmnnnn,,,, him vestido de negro because he knows no other colors,, his shirt slightly opened with that chain he has on showing fff- hair slightly down but with that natural flow he has going on with it, your frame being whisked away by his tall ass, and like the hand thats wrapped around you ocsassionaly going down and resting on top of your ass ay his little gold watch glowing from the sun or something and wow ,, his own little smirk plastered onto his face and all, when he tightens his hold around you his reina AUGH,,,,, all while one of your hands are holding the back of his neck, your other on his shoulder ,, you just letting him lead you away, your own small smile on your face ugh byE, i love that image,,,, the two of you probably even lean in to kiss the other when you want ay,,, lowkey humming the songs too and bye i want this with him

ramon:

yall im so sorry to be in my feelings today but i have been bombarded and read up a lot of nsfw things for ramon lately in this AO and i just lets take a minute to breathe ok you horndogs ,, let me dip my fingers in atleast into these waters slowly again before we go back out into that region once more becauseeeeee i just wanted to voice something on mi niño enamorado because it occurred to me while i was writing this other hc i have in the works and i just, i couldnt help but have the itch to imagine ramon being soft with quality time guys,,, quality time in a relationship is something i see ramon loving to do because he may be rich and seem like the type to be boujee on all his dates which sure,, he might do the first few times with you and all that,, but eventually for him,, to be in the mere presence of you is something he breathes off of and never wants to go without , so let me unroll this out for you all,, because the first thing,,, is the thought of him obviously loving to go out to clubs with you,, i feel as though this has been thoroughly established enough just because of the thought of the two of you being dressed to the ninesss,, hanging off of the other, and dancing up on the other in that close space with the beat of the music surrounding you two,, makes it a whole vibe alright,, and even if you dont want to dance,, the thought of just having you sitting on his lap or right next to him up on the vip section, dressed up but sitting prettily against him as he has an arm wrapped around you is just POETRY, or when youre not with him,, maybe you went to get yourself a drink,, you looking back to wheres he just watching you,, you giving him this soft ass smile and his enamorado ass just flashing you a smile back, eyes lit up with that small glint and all ayy no le da orgullo al cabron that hes the one youre with :))) or in this second example,, having those video game dates :( because we’ve seen that being consistent with him because in s1 he has going crazy on that retro ass game and in s3 he had his little console :( and ughhh i just couldnt help but almost cry at the thought of him wanting to play video games with you as a date :((( the two of you having the loudest but friendly arguments that it echoes around the house as you play against the other,, a shit ton of snacks dispersed all around the floor of the two of you as you both are solely focused on getting the upper hand on the other, smiles on your faces as you both sit next to eachother on the ground probably from how intense it could get,, the two of you probably sabotage the other in a friendly way just to hear the other scream as one of you gets closer to first place ay no i cry at that thought because those are definitely going to be core memories <like even the juniors probably even join in when they come around> :( or even on example #3,,, the thought of having dates over at the others house,, and just cuddled up like,, him laying back with you sitting in between his legs, your back to his chest, curled into him and just watching like ,,,, cartoons :( probably with even more snacks spread out all over the place,,, the volume of the tv damn near filling up the whole house, both of your laughters following after when something happens on the tv, im sorry yall i cry to all of this because its just small moments or even big moments are the biggest thing for him when it comes to you,, doesnt matter as long as hes with you and youre both having fun :(((( se enamora mas mi niño bye (also im totally not listening to ojitos lindos by bad bunny and bawling my eyes out because that is my bebes song that describes what imagine him being for you his nena :((( )

benjamin:

slow mornings yalL SLOW MORNINGSSSSSSS with benjamin,,,,, allow me to sob but explain because i just get so sentimental and soft around this man, i love him and cherish him but wow,,, now i know you all can tell hes a puntual type of man,, hes never late to shit,, hes on time about everything and i just feel like he likes to be busy doing things all the time so much that he never catches a break because then he would have a breakdown if he even just sits back for once so :))) the thought of you being the cause for a slow morning once for him that unravels his want to do them from then on just :( sets me,,,, and while slow mornings with him i can picture things like maybe just the two of you cuddling in bed,, getting breakfast sent up to the two of you as you just bask in eachother presence :(( or something like the two of you watching the other get ready,,, dropping kisses on eachother every time you pass eachother in the bedroom,, him on his part slacking tf off when he watches you simply brush your hair out or just pick out something for the day to wear when youre just wearing his shirt:( because he definitely just stares at you longingly/lovingly and him def coming up behind you to hug you and just kiss you ughh these are most definitely not off the table but for todays focus,, i just want to say something and start us out on how we got to that stage because like dont you dare say to me otherwise that he doesnt sleep without touching some part of you or holding you,,, because the generic type of sleep i see him getting is either when youre sleeping on his chest :( or him spooning you from behind and holding you from when he sleeps and shuts his eyes to until he wakes up and has to go ya know,,, and :( i just imagine him waking up before you,, his hair being a big tangled mess, he would have an arm under you to keep you from rolling off his chest :(,, his other hand might be holding yours thats resting on his chest :( im - him just breathing in a deep breath from where he has his face buried into your hair :(,, giving you a small kiss on the top of your head as he just gives you these soft h e a r t eyes as he stares down at your sleeping form :((( stop no one look at me,, and i just imagine him doing like a deep sigh because he lowkey wouldnt want to leave the bed or you,, :((( but him either way, slightly moving out of bed,, but at the slowest rate possible because he doesnt want to wake you up :((( and ughhh him already feeling bad once he feels your arm tighten around him,, youre doing a long sigh signifying your waking up :( and ay no as soon as you open your eyes youre met with his sorry ones :( and your voice asking him where hes going his ass is already sitting hismelf back down telling you he has to go :( but me and him would be lying if he wouldnt go back in bed with you if you asked him,, and omg, i cant because the way you would quite literally tug him back down,, you groggily looking up at him con esos ojitos :( asking him another 30 minutes wont hurt him,, you bet hes smiling down at you and laying down again :(( not even worrying if those 30 minutes turn into an hour as long as youre happy and keep him in place :((( i just- wow this mf turns into a puddle when it comes to you i dont know

kitty:

now heh i wasnt exactly targeting something exact for him, but i just fell into the mood in wanting to write something for him right now in these blurbs and i just went with what came to mind on the spot which is making out :))) because he def gives off that vibe of wanting to be attached to your lips constantly it’s almost something everyone has to be prepared to walk into when they’re looking for either of you two at some point in time but also because i just want to imagine some soft shit like this where neither of you have to do more other than kissing if you dont feel like it,, its just a way of outing your love for the other by kissing :( a physical thinggg ya know? but either way i imagine the way hes still giving you those ojitos :( , small smile on his face when he leans back away from you just to gaze upon you :( ughh and honestly i wouldn’t be surprised if it’s one of the essential building blocks in your relationship with him im sorry,,, because get this, im just imagining him sitting on the couch, slouched back, with you on top of him :) both of you fully clothed just slightly messy,,, his hands having trouble focusing if they want to rest on your ass or wander up your back, your own hands moving away from his chest :) to hold the side of his face :) the both of you probably having these irresistible smiles as you try to keep kissing the other but instead little breathless giggles keep escaping from the both of you ugh im sorry but :( the thought of him moving one of his hands to cup the side of your face when you both slightly lean away from the other and just stupidly smile as you both look at the other,, a light warmth spreading across both of your faces and cheeks from how close you both were,,, the intimacy of it all making you both go on a high and just want to keep your kissing session going,, him having literal soft he a rt eyes as he just stares up at you :( his other arm securing you even closer to him and his voice coming out lightly and scratchy like “te amo bebe” :(((( bye no one touch me right now

barron: (***nsfw)

now listen up my barron fuckers i was going to do a whole soft blurb type of thing right now for him but i know some of you guys are probably on the edge of hitting me across the face for taking my dandy ass time on his nsfw hc,, so im gving you all a small dose today just to tame some hairs alright? alright cool,, because doggy style? is our topic for today and it just almost screams his name off for me on this topic,, because for one, it’s a rough and dominant vibe that goes along with him just right that it will guarantee to make you lose all common sense and make you sore for the next week but also secondly ,,it gives him a view of being able to see your whole body from behind :) with your ass up in the air :) your hands digging into the material underneath you as youre on all fours :)) him having a death grip on your hips as he pumps into you,,, him def pushing your head back down onto the pillows by tangling his hand into your hair if you start to come up just so he can have that arch for you :)) and ughhh i dont know the thought of you moving one of your hands above you to just grip the sheets as he has you in that position,, your other hand :) coming to lay itself on top of one of his hands on your hip :)) threading your fingers through his and just tightening your grip onto his as he pumps into you in that rough and steady pace ugh,, you :) moving your head to the side and looking over your shoulder at him :) moans spilling past your lips as you scrunch your face together,,, throwing a small smile his way from the way hes making you feel hnnngg,,, omg him leaning his frame over you :)) one of his hands coming to hold your hand thats above your head on the sheets,, his other hand thats threading with yours just guiding you down to touch your swollen clit :) him helping you apply the right amount of pressure that it gets your eyes to roll back as he continues to thrust into you at an angle now,, fuuuc- him biting along that part of your skin where your shoulder meets your neck, just breathing heavily into your ear as your lewd moans continue to come out of you uncontroablly im sorry for this wow

arturo: (***nsfw)

yeeeeeahhhhh :) giving you 3 total arturo fuckers a taste as well because he is a car sex type of beat and im sorry because his pinshes camisas wangas get me , if you know you know,, :)) like you running your hand over his chest underneath hiss shirt as youre on top of him :) neither of you separating from this make out session between the two of you,, the heavy breathing you both would be doing would not help at all but just make the windows fog up,,, him :) struggling to lift this skirt you would be wearing as youre grinding away on top of him with your legs on either side of him,, his groans encouraging you even more and your soft moans only urging him to fumble against you even more :)and hnnnngg i cant at the thought of him bringing his lips away from yours to kiss your chest,, hurriedly moving your top away from your skin just so he can see the way your breasts spill out for him :) his hands moving to cusp your ass and lift your hips up :) letting him slide into you :) him hissing out into you when he feels your nails dig into his chest :) his name rolling of your lips :) when you toss your head back slightly when you feel him bottom out :) wow his grip just roughly kneading your skin,, getting you to lightly grind your hips against his to get you comfortable :) and just slowly building momentum up until he can have you bouncing on top of him :))) him continuing to leave small marks on your chest as he thrusts up into you,,, his eyes constantly looking up at you so he can focus on your face,,, audibly grunting out when he feels the pressure continuing to grow as you palm his chest :) your head tilting back down to look at him as you begin to meet his thrusts halfway :)) your entire face just scrunching up as you start to become more and more desperate and youre not sure if its because of the constant rough pumping of him and the way he just has you fucking yourself on top of him or if its because of the heat kicking up a few notches from both your heavy breathing and movements in such a confined space but either way it has you both holding the other like a damn lifeline that bound to explode any minute and i just - wow

güero:

here i go again with yet another pair-able soft topic for him,,,, god man :/ im sorry but güero and benjamin remind me of eachother so much i sometimes mix up writing ideas/topics of the two of them and i just thought i could share that to see if anyone else can relate to me because for one try and convince me otherwise this man,, mi güerito, mi hector is not the most love blinded soul that there is here,, try and tell me he is not the type of partner that is going to put you above all else simply because he’s that infatuated with you and head over heels twice in love with you,, this mf probably has a whole ass wedding plan ready by the first hour of your first date you ever had with him because he would have that sense of when he’s found his one and only :(( try to sit there and tell me he is not late for the most important or little things just because he was so caught up trying to button up his dress shirt but failing to do so at the end of the bed because you were 2 feet away from him getting ready yourself or brushing your hair out because he stops all and any process he was doing simply because he was off in his own world looking at you with that soft enamorado look in his eyes that his eyes would fucking dilate because they’re cast upon you :( ,,, and if he could he would turn into a mush puddle of himself if you catch him looking and flash him a soft smile through the mirror or look over your shoulder at him and give him heart eyes back because i shake at the overwhelming feeling he would feel at that moment because his favorite person, el amor de su vida loves him back the same way he does and that makes his love for you grow every damn day :((( please convince me that he isn’t the type that when you walk into the room while he’s negotiating or talking with some of the guys about the business that he totally doesn’t just forget the conversation at hand,, let his thoughts run off into emptiness and simply just let his eyes zone in on you because you take his breath away it physically hurts his heart to tear his eyes away from you,, his tesoro de su vida :( or that he won’t just drop whatever conversation or task at hand whenever he hears you call his name out because if he’s going to listen to you and help you with whatever problem or question you have, he should give you his 101% attention with that soft low voice of his going “aqui estoy, que paso mi amor” while bringing his hand out to hold yours and guide you towards him so you stand in between his legs :(((,, allowing you the option of you want to sit on his lap so he can wrap his arm around you,, the everlasting longing look in his face if you reach your other hand out and caress the side of his face omg it would make him feel like you gave him the literal tierra y mar to make a planet out of love for you and i crY i absolutely literally bawl to him ayy no GÜEY CALLENSE ill stop here because i have a feeling i could go on for a good hot hour if i continue for my soft bebe :(

miguel angel:

mmmm this man too,, it’s been a hot minute since ive acknowledged him and it’s only because recently i saw an old gif set of him,, and i just couldn’t help but feel incapacitated because i saw that teasing glint in his eyes that he sometimes has and aughh,,,, so for todays focus i wanted to zero in on reassurance because this man would lowkey be a whore for it since he has so many walls built around him, but also because there’s a lot of ways this can go about and i feel vulnerable just thinking about it with him,,, like on exhibit a . i can imagine this going down when he’s doing those business meetings but over dinner type of setting you know? like it could be him stressing over it, or him on the edge of lashing out over some dumb shit his business partner just slipped out,, but i just imagine you :( discreetly moving your hand under the table, gently placing your hand on his thigh or even moving to hold his hand on top of the table like it’s a normal pda thing but for him it’s everything,, but either way when it comes from you it has this calm manner that you wash over him that it just automatically makes his temper go away and be at ease because youre right there with him acting like his personal rock, something I’ve always connected with him when he’s in a relationship :( and this would be one of those examples :( because i just imagine him letting his physical tension go away at that second and glance over at you and it’s like everything wrong just goes away in that second :( i dont know man i just im soft for that type of feeling :( or take exhibit b. as another way i can see this, like you know those times where we sometimes see him panicking before he has to do some big negotiation that could change the business ? yeah , i can just picture something where he’s just waiting for the seconds that feel like hours to him , to count down until he has to leave, but he’s already dressed up but he wouldn’t have his suit jacket on because he feels like the room is burning up, and it’s just so much stress that his collar of his shirt is untucked, his previously slicked back hair is slowly coming out of place, him pacing back and forth, probably muttering so much nonsense inside his head he doesn’t even notice that you walked in the room 5 minutes ago and have been staring him down, slightly worried :( and it’s not until you actually walk up to him, saying his name a bit louder while you place a hand on his shoulder to get him to stop moving that he actually comes back down to earth at that moment :( you seeing this slight panic and vulnerable look in his eyes as you smooth the worry lines over his face :( and just ,,, you giving him. this soft reassuring smile as like a quiet signal for him to blurt out whatever is on his mind (acting like his fucking rock im telling you) :( and youre just fixing him up again, straightening his shirt to look as sharp as ever, smoothing back his hair as you just listen to him and give him some slight encouragement that there’s nothing to worry about :( he’s just overthinking shit and omg i cant because i just imagine this soft loving ass look he’s shooting you with when he hears your soft voice speak back to him, fixing him up better than ever and you don’t even know, you have not a single clue just how much your apoyo and even just the small little things you do help him in more ways than one and just :( you give him the need to push but also be the person for him to let his worries out to with no shame and just breathe for once and i just i love that im sorry yall

enedina:

hahaaa surprise yallll, i actaully decided and braved up to write some words for her today and I’m going to see for the first time if it all works out, so naturally for me so i can feel comfortable and build up from here, we’ll start small, and i wanted to begin with something similar like miguel angel, but platonically and sibling-like for mi reina today,, because oooO the thought of being siblings and having this special bond with her put me in a mood, because when i think of you being siblings with her and how she carries herself,, she definitely ends up reflecting all of that attitude and confidence down onto you,, who she looks at like her hermanita/o no matter what age you reach,, you will always be her bebe who she looks over but makes her right hand man in anything and everything,, so getting quite to the point and cutting things briefly before i make a whole ass essay on being siblings with dina and what adventures that brings i want to set some examples because what does being her right hand mean? what does being her person to lay back on and talk about everything that comes to mind with? :( not only does it mean the two do you are always around eachother like a package duo,,, but it means that she’s always talking aloud everything to you, no matter if it’s the business, what she did last night, or the most random shit but she’s always speaking freely to you and you right back at her :( *special bonding moment sorry* and im sorry to take quite a turn here, :((( but :( that scene where she’s just absolutely devastated when she lost claudio :( not talking to anyone at all :( it doesn’t mean she shuts you out :( because :( you know how i said that her personality def rubbed off on you ? :( it means youre quite fuckkng stubborn when it comes down to shit like this with her,,, that youre the only one she actually lets in :( like I’m imagining you sneaking into her room in the early morning after it all happened :( giving her the tightest hug :( and just letting her break down into you :( and like you know when she’s watching her wedding tape back again? and she’s crying :( i imagine she would be laying her head in your lap :( hugging you :( while she has your arms wrapped around her, just quietly comforting her :( being her rock :( and it just feels like a refresher almost because she knows she doesn’t have to talk at all with you, because you would know her so well, and know how to comfort her at the right temperature until she’s ready :( and ughhh yeah :( i dont know :(

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senoramadofuentes · 2 years

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Amado Ch.1

In NO WAY am I romanticizing the actual Amado Carillo Fuentes, this is all based on the Netflix Character played by Jose Maria Yazpik.

Minors DNI!

The story starts right before Felix got arrested by the DEA.

“Ready?” Valeria your bestfriend of years asks you.

You give yourself a once over “Si!” you take a deep breath as you walk towards the door. Valeria, your best friend, was more than ecstatic for this birthday party. You not so much. Months ago when she mentioned that she was dating Vicente, Amado’s brother, you had to fake being excited not wanting her to go back to Vicente telling him about your hesitation. You didn’t want her trigger happy boyfriend to have a target on you. When Vicente introduced you to Amado, you were nervous. Amado had made himself a legend, you had kept a good cover 5 years after your divorce from your ex husband. Not wanting any attention from the PRI or from the notorious Narcos, especially the ones in the Plaza.

You join in on the singing as you think about your recent date with Amado, you smile to yourself. He was funny and seemed genuine but again this is Amado, one of the most notorious drug traffickers in Mexico let alone the world. You were very doubtful to say the least, this man had his pick of women, had more money than he can ever spend in a lifetime. And most of all had the means and power to get rid of whomever he pleased. But that wasn’t for you to worry about because this was his birthday you were going to celebrate. “Welcome!” The valets says to you and Valeria as he opens the door for you.

“Gracias!” you thank him stepping out waiting for Valeria to round the car to you.

“WOW Y/N!” She calls to you as you were both taking in the lights, the music, the luxurious attires! As you enter the club a door man greeted you “los regalos van en esta sala (the gifts go in this room)”

You both place your gifts in the room and leave. You quickly make it to the bar and get some free drinks.

“Do you like it?” You ask Valeria

“Si!” She responds

You nod in agreement, “Where is Vici?” You ask using her nickname for him

“Uh I don’t know.” She looks around

“AH! VALERIA” someone calls to her from behind and you both turn to look at who it was “Pepe!” Pepe was one of the sicarios under Vicente

“¡Hola Valeria!” he greets giving her a half hug “Hola! Y/N!” he greets you the same

“¿Dónde está Vicente?” Valeria asks

“He’s in the backroom where all the narcos are” He points towards a door

“Gracias Pepe, where's your girlfriend?” She asks

“Ah! No tengo novia Vali”

“Aww” she pouts “next time, come to me for tips” He smiles at her offer “Y/N Lets go see our men”

Pepe put his hands up to stop you two “Hold on, he asked me to tell you to wait, they are having a meeting”

You tilt your head back in acknowledgement “Ah gracias Pepe”

He smiled taking a sip of his drink before taking in your outfits “you look very beautiful tonight”

“Pepe eres una encantadora (pepe you are a charmer)” you tease. He blushed and waved you off before walking away.

An hour passed of you both walking around and making light conversation with other people in the club. Pepe soon found you two and said that Vicente was asking for Valeria which meant you too had to go. There was commotion by the entry way because a lot of women were entering and leaving, you both waited around a little and let the commotion die down. Actually you had to convince Valeria to calm down because she wanted to shoulder her way through. When you two finally made your way through the door, you encountered a room filled with men sitting on couches which looked like a conversation pit with drinks on tables, ash trays, mixed nuts, in the middle and many of the narco affiliated members sitting around ogling the women. A flash brings you back and you see a camera man taking pictures of Amado with women on his left and right side. It seems like you and Valeria were late to the party because not as many women were coming and leaving a few of them ran past you on your left and begged for a picture with Amado who obliged and ran back out thanking him.

“Ah Vali!” Vicente calls with his arm stretched out to her

Somehow some way you and Valeria split up and now you were both walking up to the main focus of the room which was where Amado sat on a throne like chair. You’re so nervous but you swallow it down and strut your way towards him. You hate that the room gets more silent as you make your way closer to Amado. You glance at Valeria who is also in her supermodel walk towards Vicente, you smile at each other and continue your strides towards Amado.

“Hola mi amor!” Vicente finally greets with her in his arms

“Vici! Te Extrane ( I missed you)”

“Y/N” Amado calls to you with open arms

You smile at him “Hola Amado”

“Usted Vino (You came)”

“Si!, me pediste que (Yes, You asked me to)”

He smiles down at you and embraces you

“Feliz cumpleaños Amado Carillo Fuentes.” You whisper before giving him a light kiss at the base of his ear which causes him to grip your waist tighter while he inhaled the scent of your perfume

“Amado! Mi Cunado (my brother in law)” this makes you two separate ways as it seemed you two were in your own world “VALI!!!!” He smiles hugging her back

“These are my friends/ business associates” He says as he introduces you and Vali.

“Hola” you wave greeting the men in the room “nice to meet you all”

A few raise their glasses a few say the same back to you “mucho gusto”

You smile and look around the room before making your way to greet Vicente, uncomfortable from the looks around the room. These men were undressing you and Valeria.

“Señoras una foto con el cumpleañero (Ladies, a picture with the birthday boy!)”

You both smile and lean into Amado “Gracias,” Valeria links arms with you and looks back at Amado “we’ll be back” He scrunches his face “Where are you going?”

“To get a drink” she smiles “don’t worry we will be back” she reassures him

She leans into you and whispers “We need to get out of here!” You smile at her and walk out the room. When you step out of the room you can hear cheering you both fight the urge to look back and make head straight to the bar

“Those men” she says as she holds a look of disgust. You nod mimicking her facial expressions “Don’t like how they were looking at us!” It’s not like you and Valeria were modest with your clothing, this was a birthday party after all. You wore a wine colored version of this while Valeria wore this both of you were curvaceous and all the dresses did was highlight those curves.

“Undressing us with their eyes, EW! Vicente should have said something” She complains

“Like? He’s not a boss yet Valeria” you try to reason with her

She sighed and shivered/shrugged off her feeling of disgust, when the feeling dissipates she looks at you with a smirk on her face “But in other news did you see how Amado was looking at you?” “No” you fib, trying to stop from blushing

“You should have seen it I think that’s why the room got quiet” she takes a step back and motions to all of you “he was taking you all in”

You smile and wave her off “Amado is a man that can have any woman he wants why would he be interested in me”

“You are a woman can have any man she wants” You roll your eyes “I’m serious!” No one else wanted you to have a romantic life more than Valeria

“Okay okay” you giggle pulling her in

You both look back at the room. A few high fives and a round of cheering

You roll your eyes “I’m not going back in there”

“You couldn’t make me” she adds

While in the room as soon as you two had left the attention was on Amado

“¿Quién es ella? (Who is she?)” Felix asks “Mi amiga” Amado shrugged taking a sip of his drink

“Amiga? Con el aspecto que tenía, no es amiga (Friend?, With the way it looked, she’s no friend)”

“Ella es tu novia (She’s your girlfriend)” Vicente teased

“Ah es eso cierto? (Is this true?)” “No we're just friends” Amado insists as he keeps up his chill composure

Felix held a sly smirk “you wouldn’t care if I talked to your ‘friend’ would you?”

Amado reclined in his chair, and smiled “No, pero ya tienes una esposa, ¿cuántas mujeres quieres? (No but, you already have a wife, how many women do you want?)”

“Todas Ellas! (all of them)” Felix shouted Laughter erupted in the room and high fives were passed around the room. It’s not that Amado didn’t want you to be his, it's just that you were a little too reserved, maybe standoffish, and he didn’t know if he liked that. He was used to women being like Sofia wanting to be around him all the time and begging for his attention. You did none of those things and he was still deciding if he liked that or not. He did find you attractive and talks of the other men within the Plazas wanting to take their chance with you made him jealous although he didn't know why because he still couldn’t decide if you were what he wanted.

Unbeknownst to you and Valeria the party in the backroom moved to the main space and when you saw Felix walk up to a group of women next to you and speak, you and Valeria both looked at each other. If there was one thing you both agreed on, Felix was the main person to avoid. After Vicente told you about how he treated his second wife, and now his new woman was at home pregnant while he tried to make his way into some new pussy. The man was the typical womanizer.

If you left immediately he would know it was him so you both talk about other things, like the outfits, shoes, hair on other people. When he turns to look at who called his name you take that as your que to leave and you both make your way to the opposite side of the room where Vicente was and actually this would be the rare occasion you would be glad to be around Vicente.

You are deep into the conversation that you don’t realize Amado is right next to you. When he grabs your hand you go to yank it back only to see him, you let him place it on his shoulder and pull you in as you finish the conversation with some other guys.

“Que pasa?” You ask him now looking up at him. As he stood nearly a foot taller than you.

“¿Vienes a mi cumpleaños y no pasas tiempo conmigo? (You come to my birthday and don't spend time with me? )” he tries to hide that playful smirk

You smile looking up at him and rub your hand on his beard. “No veo que estés enfadado por las otras mujeres que has invitado. (I don't see you angry about the other women you've invited.)”

He grabs your hand and kisses your palm “Porque no me importan (because I don’t care about them)”

“Only me? Am I that important?” you ask He points as he speaks “Mira alrededor de la habitación y ve cuántas mujeres están celosas de ti ahora mismo. (Look around the room and see how many women are jealous of you right now)”

You follow his movements and there are daggers being thrown your way. You weren’t into the spotlight, even though Amado was one of the private narcos, he still is a man many women wanted. You blush and remove your hand from his shoulder. “I’m not special” Matter of fact, you knew you weren’t because you had watched him flirting with another woman or so you thought.

He pulled you in by the waist “Para mí lo eres y eso es lo único que debería importar. (To me you are, and that 's all that should matter.)”

You blush again hiding your face in his neck as he swayed you both to the music “estas sonrojado? (are you blushing?)” he teased “Ay!” You complain trying to take a step back from him

He chuckles not letting you out of his grip as he pulls you back into him “I’m sorry, I’m Sorry! I won’t mention it” a brief silence between you two “incluso si es linda (even if it’s cute)”

“Amado!” You try to fake upset as you laugh. He joins in and leans down towards your ear and starts singing to the song the dj is playing. He loved the way you smelled, a mixture of coconut and something sweet. Different from the rest who tended to douse themselves with perfume, you required close contact for someone to smell you and he liked that. He also loved the way your skin felt under his finger tips. How you seemed to be a perfect mold for his arms. “estás muy guapa esta noche (you are very beautiful tonight)”

“So it 's only tonight that you think I'm beautiful?” you teased

“Noooo, creo que eres más hermosa cada vez que nos encontramos. ( No, I think you are more beautiful every time we meet)”

You smiled and looked up at him. You gently rub your hand on his bearded cheeks “Gracias Amado.”

“¡Oye! ¡Tortolitos! Amado, tienes invitados sorpresa (Hey! Lovebirds! Amado you have surprise guests!)” Ramon calls to get your attention

You take a step back and look towards the direction Ramon was pointing “You better get going” “Don’t leave without saying bye”

“I won’t” you smile as he lingers his grip on your hand until he finally has to let go

“Ella no es mi novia ( she’s not my girlfriend)” Benjamin mocked playfully

“Ah Cabron”

The men laughed as they walked towards the group of strippers that just arrived.

A lot of eyes roll from the women as you look around the room and you just laugh to yourself. If they only knew how much you hated this attention.

You can’t seem to make your way back to Amado by the end of the night. Majority of the Narcos had left by then but you were still there because Vicente and Valeria or Vi y Va were still around probably having sex in the back room because now you couldn’t find her. You figure you’ll ask for forgiveness later from Amado and ask for the valet to bring your car. Valeria was most likely going to go to Vicentes house. You were hoping to make a quick getaway but when the 4th person got their car before yours you start to complain

“¿Dónde está mi coche? (Where is my car?)” you ask now irritated

He grimaces not wanting to admit “Ma'am, the boss told me not to give you the keys”

Just as you were about to start an onslaught of insults you feel yourself being pulled back and when you look up its Amado. “Relajarse, tranquillo nena”

“¡Amado!” You turn to face him “¡Quiero irme a casa, es tarde! (Amado, I want to go home it is late!)”

He pulls you in closer and kisses your cheek “Pasa la noche conmigo. (Spend the night with me)”

“¿Por qué?” “Porque, nunca pude pasar el tiempo que quería contigo. (Because I never got to spend the time I wanted to with you.)”

You can’t help but feel this was his scheme to get his dick wet “¿y si no quiero tener relaciones sexo? (what if I don't want to have sex?)”

He can’t help the clicking of his tongue; it slipped before he could control it, blame it on the liquor. He shrugged to play it off “So we don’t”

You take a step back to look at him still not convinced. He grabs your hand and places it on his chest “Te prometo que no tenemos que hacer nada más que hablar. (I promise we don't have to do anything but talk.)” Amado will admit to a lot of things, is he a liar? Yes, Scammer? Yes, A thief? Maybe, A dangerous man? He can be if necessary, but one thing he never needed to do was scheme or play games to get pussy. He wasn’t that man, when it came to relationships he simply wasn’t like the other men that he surrounded himself with.

You look around the very sparse club. You knew you weren’t going to get your car back, but you also didn’t want anyone to think you were some easy lay just because Amado asked you to go home with him. It was easy to say no to Amado in public, but in private for a man who ordered hits? Who was almost as powerful as Felix? Were you really safe?

“Has estado bebiendo, (you have been drinking)” He comments bringing your focus back to him as he moves the hair from your face.

You feel offended and scoff “¡Tu Tambien! (You too)”

“Sí, lo sé, pero no es seguro que conduzcas tan tarde. (Yes I know, but it is not safe for you to drive this late)”

You adjust the bust of the dress once more “Este vestido es incómodo. (This dress is uncomfortable)” you complain as the shapely dress was now digging into places that you simply couldn’t ignore anymore.

He smiles at you “you can wear my pajamas” He offers

You offer a tight lip smile and nod

“¿Es eso un sí? (Is that a yes?)”

“Si” you grin

“Get my car!” he screams as the valets scurry away “Vicente! Donde esta Vicente?” “No sé padrón” one of the sicarios responds

“VICENTE!” he screams louder still no response. He sees his car and grabs your hand. “¡Ustedes dos conmigo, díganle que me fui a casa! (you two with me, Tell him I went home!)” he turned to look at the other sicarios “asegúrate de que él y Vali lleguen a casa sanos (make sure he and Vali get home safe) “

“Si padron!”

He lifts his hand “Buenas noches!”

“Buenas noches” you say softly as you get in the car. Amado’s hand rubs your back softly as you make it to his house. When you arrive at his home (A/N: just pretend that the apartment/hotel /building behind didn’t exist then) Amado helps you out of the car as one of the helpers opens the door. “Buenas noches padrón y señora (Good evening boss and madam) “

He lets you step in first. You look around before finally facing him “Mi casa es su casa” he grins at you

“Gracias”

“¿Quieres algo de beber? (do you want something to drink?)”

“Agua”

He nods and returned with a glass of water

“Gracias” When sees you adjust once again he rushes to an adjacent room and grabs a set of black pajamas and house slippers. He shows you the bathroom before he too disperses to his room to change. You put your hair in a bun tired of it touching your neck and shoulders.

When he comes down the steps he asks “are you comfortable?” You nod “Si gracias”

“¿Quieres un recorrido por mi casa? (Do you want a tour of my house?)”

You stand on your feet and grab his hand. At some point you fade away still not believing you were in Amado Carrillo Fuentes home. The tour ended in his room, he offered to move the conversation back to the living room but you honestly just wanted to lay down. You drank too much, your body just wanted to lay down. Amado turned off the lights except the two lamps by his bed. He sits leaning against the headboard as you sit facing him hugging your knees to your chest.

“My car!” you all of a sudden remember while talking to Amado

He chuckles “su coche será traído aquí por uno de los hombres (your car will be brought here by one of the men)”

Oh you place your hand on your chest relieved “Thanks, I can't believe I forgot my car. I worked hard for that!”

Amado chuckles again and reaches over to move your bang behind your ear. You blush and grab his hand and lean into it. You start to think that your hesitation to come to his home wasn’t about him but more for you! As much as you tried to deny it Amado made you feel giddy and special, a feeling you weren’t used to.

“Que? Dime! (What? Tell me)” he insists as he sees you blushing once more

You shake your head not wanting to reveal your crush on him and ask him about being a pilot instead, because you were generally curious. He smiles and reclines a little, pulling you closer to lean against his chest. This is what Amado liked about you, there was no what is the most cocaine you’ve flown? Which place has been the most dangerous? What is the most money you’ve flown? Have you been in shootouts? What’s the name of your gun? What’s the most you’ve spent in a day? No rush to paint a picture of Bonnie and Clyde situation between you two. In fact you never asked anything about his “occupation” all of your questions had to do with just him. He wasn’t used to talking about himself so that brought some unfamiliar feelings but nonetheless you weren’t pushy for information and respected when he didn’t wish to answer.

At some point the mood in the room changed from friendly to intimate.

He is busy rubbing your cheek when he says “Gracias por tu regalo (thanks for your gift)” You smile “You are welcome, dear. Do you like it?”

“Oh, no lo he abierto. Vali me dijo que me tienes un regalo ( Oh, I haven't opened it. Vali told me you have a present for me)”

You roll your eyes “She ruined my surprise!” you complain while snickering

“Una sonrisa tan bonita (such a beautiful smile)” he compliments as he moves his hand to rub your chin

You blush again

“Que? Dime carino.” he insists

You adjust and lean in closer to him and take in all his features,

“Sé que no has conocido a un hombre tan hermoso como yo. (I know you have never met a man as beautiful as I am)” he jokes. This causes you to laugh, dropping your head on his shoulder.

“Eres muy guapo El Señor de Los Cielos.”

He chuckles and rubs your back. When you raise back up he focuses his attention on your lips only briefly looking up into your eyes then back to your lips.

You move closer, close enough for him to now smell the liquor on your breath “Que quieres? (what do you want?)”

He smiles “Un besito o dos o tres o cua.. (A little kiss or two or three or fou..)” Before he can finish you lean in and give him a few pecks, pulling away and leaning up to kiss his forehead and down the bridge of his nose before returning to his lips this time deepening the kiss into a slow meaningful kiss your mouths doing the job of sharing emotions kept hidden. When you pull away for good, you both give each other butterfly kisses softly giggling/chuckling with each other. The hand that had found its way towards the base of your neck was now caressing your back and his other hand gently caressing the outline of your face.

He leans in for a peck and you happily lean in “Y tu? Que quieres?” He asks you “Tu (you)” you answer without a second thought, even too fast for yourself but, what’s the worst that could happen?

“Yo?” He asks seeking clarification

“¡Si! ¡Tu! (Yes! You!)”

He’s still confused and the way his brows knit together is so cute to you right now. “No entiendo, ¿a que te refieres? (I don't understand, what do you mean?)”

You smile and give him another peck “Solo te quiero a ti. Ni tu dinero ni tu poder ni tu estatus. Solo tu. Solo Amado.(I just want you. Not your money or your power or your status. Just you. Just Amado)” you left him speechless. “Pero deberías pensarlo (but you should think about it)”

You laid down on his chest as Amado looked up at the ceiling not sure how to respond to such a request. You could have asked for anything a million dollars he could give it to you no problem. A new car is no problem. A plane? No problem. Hell, even drugs are no problem. But just him? What kind of request was that? He is brought back to the present when you say you are getting sleepy and wish him a good night before laying down next to him. Amado turned to face you, still stunned but not enough to remove the hair that fell on your face.

Amado Ch. 2

Author’s note: I know it’s very long. I didn’t want it to be but there’s so much I want to write, I had to make the first chapter heavy. I know there’s a lot of Spanish translated to English, it didn’t seem right to only write in Spanish so if you don’t mind I will keep it as is. Anyways tell me what you think.

#amado carrillo fuentes #amado #amado x reader #amado carillo fuentes x reader #jose maria yazpik #netflix narcos mexico #narcos mexico #miguel guillardo felix #benjamin arellano felix #imagine #narcos mexicos imagine #narcos mexico fanfiction

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drabbles-mc · 7 months

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Drabbles-MC: Isabella Bautista Fics

Fic list under the cut!

👀 = smut, 💔 = angst

- Following Your Lead

- The Same Mistakes 💔

- One More Last Time

- Unrecognizable

#narcos mexico #narcos: mexico #nmx #nmx fanfiction #narcos mexico fanfiction #isabella bautista #isabella bautista fanfiction #isabella bautista x reader #isabella bautista x you #isabella bautista x benjamin arellano felix #my writing #fanfiction #masterlist #drabblesmc

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helpyourself-9 · 1 month

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Yandere Benjamín Arellano Félix Headcanons (Romantic)

“🔫- nini: Hi guys, I don’t really see many people writing for the hot men in this show and it breaks my heart, so I’ve decided to take matters into my own hands.

“tw: obsessive and possessive behavior, guns, and mentions of murder.

“🔫pairing: yandere!benjamin arellano felix x fem!reader

You and Benjamin have known each other pretty much your guys entire life, growing up with each other and being there for each other through thick and thin.

How can Benjamin not fall in love with you, the person who has been by his and his family side when things get hard but you’ve also been there for all the good times and you just adore and love these people you call family.

With that it comes to show how much you mean to Benjamin, to him you and his family are the only light in his dark world.

When Benjamin realizes his obsession for you which not surprisingly takes a while for him to realize because of how busy he is with the business.

He just has to ask you out that second he just can’t stand not having you to him self any longer.

Imagine the reactions of the Arellano family when they find out that Benjamin FINALLY asked you out.

I can imagine Ramon hitting Benjamin on his shoulder with a big ass smile and telling him “por fin wey”

They truly can not be happier for Benjamin, in their eyes you are the perfect person for him

With that being said Benjamin would be so overprotective when it comes to his amor :(

He has a lot of enemies but he and his family run Tijuana so nothing gets done without him and his family knowing

Back to the him having alot of enemies with him knowing that it makes him paranoid as hell, knowing that you can get hurt or get stolen away from him makes him almost go insane

God help anyone that even says or tries and do something to you, him and his family would go to war for you because they see how much Benjamin loves you :( and they love you too

He’s a family man and he wants to make you his wife as fast as possible but if you want to wait for a bit then he’ll wait for you

Imagine y’all’s wedding 🥹 I’m getting soft just the looks of pure love that he’s giving you

Him telling you “te amo” every second in a soft voice and just being in awe for how beautiful you look

Once everyone knows that you’re his wife he’ll get even more protective of you like he’ll have his most trusted and loyal guards surrounding you always

Also please tell him if your going out he doesn’t have to happy on where your going he just has to know where you are 24/7

Makes him have some sense of control and balance in his chaotic world you’re his mujer, the future mother of his children he needs you to be safe

#narcos mexico #narcos #narcos mx #narcos mexico x reader #narcos mexico imagine #yandare

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soyunaagente · 3 years

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Dating Benjamin Arellano Felix would include

Here I am! Back again with some more TrAsH. In all honesty I really hope you like them! If you have any thoughts, opinions or ideas just let me know!

Let me know if anyone wants to be added to a tag list x

Enjoy!

Okay how I’ll get through this without crying idk but ‘Min is The KING of romance- y’all hearing me?

Escucha- Tu eres su vida. Benjamin would do just about anything for you.

Like you’ve had him weak in the knees, butterflies in his stomach since day one.

Let’s talk about that for a second. It was butterflies at first sight for him; the second he laid eyes on you that was it.

When he finally works up the courage to ask you out on a date he almost collapses in happiness when you say yes.

Everything is planned out to perfection- he secretly wants to show off for you but also keep things ~intimate~

He tries his best not to be mushy around you but it doesn’t always work out

Enedina never lets him hear the end of it- especially when she noticed the look ‘Min always gives you when you’re not looking

Just pure heart eyes

You can’t fight me on this -Benjamin is a protective asf

Unlike Ramon he doesn’t want you to have to protect yourself- he has men who’s job it is to watch your six… and your twelve.. And all the other numbers on the clock. At ALL times when hes not around.

‘No quiero que te pase nada… te amo.’

Ergo he has to know your every move. But it’s because he cares.

All he wants is to keep you safe.

You’re the one he wants to settle down with, to have kids with.. Brb crying

Just imagine him coming home after a long day, settling on the couch, you're just rubbing his shoulders helping him to relax- feeling the tension just melt away.

Benjamin stresses when things don’t immediately go to plan but the second he sees you his worries melt away.

At your slightest touch he’s just putty in your hands. Grumpiness and stress gone.

He likes to keep his business side and his private side totally separate. Yeah partly to protect you but-

You’re just so innocent to him and he can’t have you involved in what he does

You’re more important to him- he doesn’t want to be thinking about business with you

He doesn’t want you to see that side of him - who he deals with… HOW they’re dealt with .

But you love to break the rules.. Coming to see him when he's in his office. It annoys him of course, so he finds a way to scold you ;)

Benjamin loves PDA- though not around his men or employees….or Ramon.

The forehead kisses, the eskimo kisses, the hand HoLdInG

I just had a thought- curled up on the couch, your head on his chest. Just relaxing. Ugh my heart.

He likes to keep things private and intimate so an at home dinner (made by the chef) and either moonlit swim or a movie after

You didn’t hear this from me but there’s nothing Benajmin Arellano Felix loves more than a chill day by the pool

Just both of you chilling, sunbathing, reading,drinking and talking. It is just heaven to him. WIth you he feels like he hasn’t got a care in the world.

Don’t get me wrong- he’ll take any excuse to show you off.

We all know he’s not one for heavy partying or nightclubs but when there’s a dinner party…. Or Miguel invites the two of you to something Benjamin can’t contain his excitement.

You both will be all dressed up- he’ll sit back and watch you do your hair and make-up. Like Picasso at work. He’s enthralled.

Neary making you both late.

He introduces you to EvErYoNe possible. El esta muy orgulloso de ti

‘Mira, ella es la dama de Tijuana’ Making you blush every time.

He’s like peacock only he has to show you off not himself. -He always wonders how e was able to land you so you have to remind him all the time

He has a couple different pet names for you too- como ‘mi renia’ or ‘mi vida’ depending on the company and how well they know you both.

He always has his hand entwined with yours- on walks, at parties, literally as he’s walking around the house.

He prefers to keep gifts and gestures quite simple- something small that means something to him and you.

Like movie tickets or a photo frame.

Benjamin also gives you flowers everyday- your favourites. He leaves them on his side of the bed every morning before you wake up, as he’s about to leave. He runs his hand down your hair and just looks at you with heart eyes and CrYiNg now.

You just fit right in with the craziness that is the Arellano Felix family. Enedina adores you hands down- you guys are like sisters

It's just another thing that ‘Min loves about you.

It can be agreed that you and Benjamin fall asleep holding each other. Just the warmth of the two of you keeping the other comfortable. It’s a way that Benjamin knows that you’re safe -I - He also snores- it annoys you but it’s okay you love him

Just imagine Benjamin with y’alls kids- I’m going to save that for another day.

In short what can I say, its a relationship full of love, intimacy and respect.

Tu eres un fuego que estalló en su vida.

And he loves you every single day for it.

I just- I can’t with soft Benjamin.

#narcos mexico #narcos mexico imagine #narcos #benjamin arellano felix #benjamin arellano felix x reader

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ursecondbirthmom · 2 years

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Songs that I’d think would work when dancing with characters from Narcos/Narcos Mexico Part 1(may edit later)

I NEED feedback rn good or bad I need them and it’s very appreciated :))) also requests are open to anyone :))))

Pacho

Dios mío,,,this man has me under a spell it’s not funny

Honestly, this was kinda hard but I used the pacho brain rot I have :)

The thought process was he’s very full of himself and he chose dos gardenias in that one dance scene

so I have to choose something similar by nature

Tbh Dos Locos and Perfume de Gardenias came to mind

Dos locos just fits the relationship dynamic,,,

Dramatic, par de toxicos :))

It’s one of those songs you two dance to laughing

But perfume de gardenias is so ✨pacho in love✨

Just him being so deeply enamored with you

Worshipping your mind, body and you as a whole

Amado

Pinche totin mi esposo mi narizon

Honestly his section was kinda easier

Genuinely think Chalino Sanchez is what fits the best

Los chismes by chalino,,,,,

YES PLEASE

ONE CHANCE PLEASE AMADO

I see y’all dancing it at a balie

Everyone just trying to imitate :))

Wishing they had what y’all have :)))

And it just feeding into Amado’s ego

Dancing with you with a beer in hand y todo,,

Ugh stop this man is too perfect

Benjamin

AY MIN MI HERMOSO CARIÑO

Can I say Es Por Ti by Juanes?

He’s a dedicated man and this song just embodies his love for you

It just perfectly expresses how every time he wakes up with you is a blessing for him,,,

Hes such a hopeless romantic :((

Just like us:(((

Plz hug him :((((

but also,,

Sabor a mi or sin ti by los panchos

Just very smothering songs about love :(((

Like in the morning,,slow dancing with him

Everything is quiet and relaxing :(((

Just him so in love and dedicated to you :(((

Colonel Carrillo

Giggling at the thought of horacio dancing con el amor de su vida

The hc of him dancing with his lover to Suavecito by Malo started this shit show

Like I was cleaning when the song came on and I suddenly became Colonel Carrillo brain rot :))

Just such a soft song for domestic horacio

Why am I obsessed with being domestic with these psychos? Who knows :))

I feel like oldies are more his style

Both in Spanish and English :)))

I feel like y’all would dance this song at home,,,

While cleaning, making dinner, after dinner etc

Javier Peña

Ofc it’s not a hc list of narcos without the our favorite DEA whore

Let’s all collectively slut shame javi plz

He can’t dance

I’m sorry but he just can’t

But you make the effort to teach him :)

But hugging each other while listening to 505 by Arctic Monkeys,,,

Dancing to No Tengo Dinero by Juan Gabriel :)))

LIKE IN S3 WITH VICTOR BUT ITS U N JAVI AWWW

But Querida by Juan Gabriel :(((

That song embodies y’all’s relationship

This was really short but tell me who should I put in part 2!!

#narcos #narcos mexico #netflix #amado carrillo fuentes #horacio carrillo #narcos x reader #horacio carrillo x reader #amado carrillo fuentes x reader #narcos fanfiction #benjamin arellano felix #benjamin arrellano felix x reader #pacho herrera #pacho herrera x reader #ursecondbirthmom #javier peña #javier pena

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4.5k words — ramón arellano felíx x reader

a/n — this turned out longer than i expected it 2 honestly & idk how 2 feel abt how i ended it *or the whole thing in general lmfao* but it’s been sitting in my drafts all day so here it is. i haven’t written anything in months + literally never written in 2nd person pov so i really hope this doesn’t completely suck </3 but if any1 wants 2 request something i’m down 2 write it!! ALSO this is dt the anon who told me they’d want 2 read it <3 :* okay bye enjoy

you smoothed out the non-existent wrinkles in your skirt, staring upwards into the large led sign that illuminated half the block. ROXANNE. with a sigh, you follow your older brother and cochi towards the entrance, voicing your complaints once again.

“no entiendo que hacemos aquí, joaquín. no que traes bronca con estos tipos? además, dijiste que ya íbamos pa la casa.” [i don’t understand why we’re here, joaquín. don’t you have beef with these guys? plus, you said we were going home already.] you cross your arms, glaring.

“si, ya pues, no nos tardamos. sólo tenemos algo qué hablar con él pinché amado, vente.” [yes, okay, we won’t take long. we just have something to talk about with fucking amado, c’mon.]

he completely cuts off the line, whispering something inaudible to the security, who gives the three of you once overs before unclasping the velvet rope and stepping aside.

you follow the two men inside, a frown on your face as you hear the music at full blast and take in the amount of people packed inside the disco. you look around, trying to find a section that isn’t as crowded and to your surprise, it’s the bar that isn’t surrounded by everyone.

you place a hand on your brother’s shoulder, practically yelling over the music that you’re gonna go get something to drink.

he nods, “‘ta bueno, solo no te me pierdas chamaca. allí está amado, no me tardo.” [it’s alright, just don’t go getting lost, kid. there’s amado, i won’t take long.]

you roll your eyes whilst smiling and nod before making your way over. one of the bartender immediately takes notice of you, offering to make you a drink.

“nomas agua, por favor,” [only water, please.] you smile politely, handing him two bills.

he nods, quickly setting a glass of water with a straw in front of you before moving on to serve others.

a couple minutes go by, you sipping on the cool water occasionally as you observe everyone. chapo and cochi are still seated with amado, drinks in hand as they all discuss something. though you notice your brother’s eyes turn to you from time to time, making sure you’re okay. everyone around them is dancing, laughing, generally having a good time. no doubt many of them high out of their minds, as well as drunk.

just as your gaze is shifting upwards to the second level, a woman who looks like a waiter approaches you, tray in hand. she sets a glass of which you presume is alcohol in front of you, smiling.

“disculpe—” [excuse me—]

she cuts you off before you can get another word out. “te lo manda ramón,” [ramón sent it.] she smiles once again, motioning for a second to the upper level before walking off. you scoff to yourself. right, like you were supposed to know who that was.

still puzzled, you look up, immediately locking eyes with who you have no doubt is this so-called ramón. he’s leaning against the balcony, beer in hand, a small smirk on his face as he looks at you intently. it almost feels like he’s staring into your soul, and while it unsettles you, you can’t help but find it... attractive? you have to admit, he’s handsome—long dark hair, seemingly tall, intense eyes. while you were busy watching everyone else in the club, he had caught sight of you.

you realize you’ve been looking directly at him a little too long, quickly turning away and picking up the drink to take a sip. but before you know it, he’s walking down the steps, towards you.

his voice catches you off guard despite you expecting him, almost making you jump out of your skin. “nunca te he visto por aquí. como te llamas?” [i’ve never seen you around here. what’s your name?]

you turn to face him, looking up to meet his eyes. his face is more clear now, and you realize he’s even more attractive up close. his eyes are a deep brown and he has a slightly long, pointed nose, but it’s cute. you can also see his barely-there facial hair from this proximity, which suits him—makes him look a little more mature, despite his baby face.

you give him a shy smile, purposely dodging the second question with your short reply, “no soy de por aquí. sólo ando visitando con mi hermano.” [i’m not from around here. i’m just visiting with my brother.]

he looks more intrigued, a flirtatious smile appearing on his face. “con tu hermano? entonces no tienes novio?” [with your brother? so you don’t have a boyfriend?]

a small laugh escapes your mouth as you shake your head. “no, no tengo novio.” [no, i don’t have a boyfriend.]

ramón’s smile widens upon hearing your laugh. “enserio? estando tan chula y ningún pendejo ha intentado hacerte su novia?” [seriously? being as gorgeous as you are and no dumbass has tried to take you out?]

blood rushes to your cheeks at the compliment as you fight the urge to smile. it’s just flattery in hopes of taking you home, you know this. you try to ignore the part of you convincing yourself that he looks genuine. “pues créelo… sabes, nunca me diste tu nombre.” [well believe it… you know, you never gave me your name.]

“no te dijo la mecerá?” [didn’t the waiter tell you?] he raised his brows, still smiling, almost teasingly.

you rolls your eyes playfully, shrugging. “solo ramón.” [only ramón.]

“pues ahí ta. ramón arellano.” [well there you have it. ramón arellano.]

it was almost as if a shock went through your body the moment you heard that last name, making you freeze. arellano. arellano félix. all the times you heard your brother cursing that name out flashed through your mind. now that you think about it, you heard “pinché ramón” a couple times. how could that have slipped your mind? here you were, fucking flirting with your brother’s enemy. the man that he had a deep hatred for.

the hand on your arm snapped you out of your thoughts, making you look up to a slightly concerned ramón. “oye, ‘tás bien?” [hey, you okay?]

“si, disculpa… sólo—” [yeah, sorry… it’s just—] you don’t even get a chance to try to explain who you are before your brother is yelling, pushing past the crowds of people to get to the two of you, making a fucking scene. ramón’s expression goes from confused to furious in only a matter of seconds, all with his hand still on your arm.

“ramón, hijo de tu reputa madre! que chingados haces con mi hermana?! aléjate de ella antes que te parta toda tu pinche madre!” [ramón, son of a fucking bitch! what the fuck do you with you’re doing with my sister?! get away from her before i beat your fucking ass!] you grimace inwardly as chapo storms over, pulling you away from ramón roughly. you try to pull your arm back, but your brother’s grip is vice-like, it actually hurts you.

despite ramón being livid, he laughs in chapo’s face. “no pues como iba saber si no se parecen pa nada, ta bien buena tu hermanita. como iba pensar que eras tu su hermano, pinche feo chaparro.” [no well how was i supposed to know if you don’t look alike at all? your little sister’s fine as hell. how was i gonna think you were her brother, you ugly short fuck.]

ramón’s attention is back on you when he hears you let out a wince of pain as you nudge chapo, who’s now fuming. “joaquín—” you try to get his attention, make him at least loosen his grip.

before either you or chapo can say anything else, ramón throws a right hook to your brother’s face, making him let go of your arm immediately and stumble back upon impact. “la estás lastimando imbécil!” [you’re hurting her, idiot!]

you’re standing completely frozen as the fight fully breaks out, not knowing what the hell to do as your brother launches himself at ramón. it’s amado who pulls you away from the scene as cochi and ramón’s people jump in as well. the sound of bottles shattering and chairs clattering rings in your ears, making you flinch.

amado’s grumbling as he leads you out of the club. “pinshes crías, no se pueden controlar por un momento, p‘ta madre. ‘tas bien, mija?” [fucking children, can’t control themselves for one moment, fucking hell. you okay, kid?]

you nod, frowning to yourself. “no sabía quien era. pues, que era arellano…” [i didn’t know who he was. well, that he was an arellano…]

you don’t know what else to say, but amado doesn’t expect anything else, only nods. “ira mija, sus pinshes broncas no son tuyas. es su pedo. esos pendejos solo se pelean por pelear—para demostrar quién tiene los huevos más grande,” he snorts. “tu no te preocupes.” [look, kid, their stupid fucking beef isn’t yours. it’s their problem. those assholes just fight for the hell of it—to show the other they have bigger balls. don’t worry about it.]

—

“adonde ‘tá la fiesta, según tu?” [where’s this party at, according to you?] your gaze is focused outside the window, watching the passing buildings and people.

“ay, no te preocupes, ya casi llegamos! es en la discoteca más popular en la ciudad, te prometo que te vas a divertir. y quien sabe, hasta te puedes encontrar a alguien.” [don’t worry, we’re almost there! it’s in the hottest club in the city, i promise you’re gonna have fun. who knows, you might even meet someone.] your friend, irene, grinned, perfectly manicured fingers tapping along the steering wheel to the beat of the song playing.

“ojalá. aver si te cogen tan rico que se te quita lo amargada,” [hopefully. maybe someone can fuck the bitterness out of you.] monica giggled, making irene laugh loudly.

you rolled your eyes, flashing your middle finger behind you to monica. it’d taken a lot of convincing to get you out of your house, which usually wasn’t needed but the semester was almost over and your work load had doubled. for the past two weeks, if you weren’t on campus, you were holed up in your room writing papers and final proposals. between the two complaining about how boring you were being and making a point of fall break commencing in a couple days, they managed to convince you to spend the weekend with them in tijuana, where irene was from.

which is how you ended up in front of roxanne, once again, ten minutes later. hottest club in the city. of course.

“no mames,” [you’re fucking with me.] you mumbled under your breath as irene parked. for a second you thought—hoped—maybe the arellano’s wouldn’t be here, but who were you kidding. it was a friday, and they owned the damn place. of course they were there.

as you got out of the car, trailing behind your two friends, you just hoped and prayed you wouldn’t run into them.

“apúrale!” [hurry up!] monica groaned, grabbing your wrist and practically dragging you to the entrance.

the three of you skip the line all thanks to irene, who usually only has to utter her last name to get in anywhere. as you walk by, you notice the security’s gaze still on you before he finally turns and says something inaudible to the man next to him. it was odd and unnerving, but you chose to ignore it.

“mira, ahí están mis amigos!” [look, there are my friends!] irene pointed to a crowded table of guys, a few accompanied by a girl on their lap or side. you raised your brows, your face immediately giving away your thoughts: unimpressed. irene simply gave you the look and took a hold of your hand as an indication to follow her. the i’m-about-to-try-to-set-you-up-with-some-guy, please-don’t-be-a-bitch look. you knew it all too well. nevertheless, you let her lead both you and monica to their section.

“y el cumpleañero?” [where’s the birthday boy?] irene grinned, side-hugging one of the guys.

“aquí. que ya me extrañabas?” [right here. what, missed me already?] a voice came from behind you, making you turn immediately. the man in front of you was pretty cute; short curly hair, light eyes, a warm smile that was now directed to you instead of irene. in his hands he held a couple beers, which he set in front of his friends before hugging irene briefly.

“no te creas.” [you wish.] she laughed, rolling her eyes before pulling both you and monica closer. “bueno, les presento a mis amigas. ya conocen a mony, no?” [anyways, meet my friends. some of you already know mony, right?]

you smiled briefly as she introduced all of her friends to you and monica, who immediately took interest in one of them, leaving your side. soon after, irene left you alone with santi with some lame excuse about seeing an old friend by the bar. you wanted to roll your eyes at how painfully obvious she was as she winked at you before strutting away.

“no te preocupes, irene ya me amenazo si no te cuido,” [don’t worry, irene already threatened me if i don’t take care of you,] santi chuckled, noticing your annoyance at being left by her. “te puedo agarrar algo? una cerveza, agua?” [can i get you something? a beer, water?]

this time you couldn’t refrain from rolling your eyes at your friend’s antics, chuckling all the while. “lo siento—por ella. no le hagas caso.” [i’m sorry about her, don’t pay her any mind.] you gave him a small smile before taking him up on his offer. “una cerveza esta bien.” [a beer’s fine.]

he nodded, shooting you a wide smile before walking to the bar. two minutes later, he set a bottle of victoria in front of you before taking a seat next to you, continuing the conversation. you tried to hide how uninterested you were with the occasional nods and smiles, but you were bored out of your mind. you cursed irene internally for leaving you with this guy. at first-glance alone you knew it wouldn’t work out. although handsome, he had the whole rich daddy’s boy look going on, which would be the complete opposite of your “type” if you had one. those usually came with a certain personality—entitled asshole—and while his was toned down, it was certainly still there.

while he droned on, your eyes drifted away from his face and around the disco. you searched for irene for a while… but soon your mind absentmindedly drifted off to a certain long-haired, lanky male.

ramón wasn’t within your view, but you were the center of his attention as soon as you stepped foot inside the disco. hell, he’d been made aware of your presence before you were even in. it’s been weeks since the incident, and he’d been in a mood since—about not seeing you again, about chapo warning him to stay away. of course he wasn’t going to do that. he’d made sure he was the first to know if you even came within the same vicinity as him.

he’d watched the entire interaction between you and santi. at first, he was upset because you seemed to be flirting with him. but as he looked between the two of you, he noticed you become uninterested. then, he saw santi lean in closer, too close for his comfort. his fingers flexed around the grip of his gun, tightening his hold before deciding to finally go down to your section.

you didn’t notice him until he was only a mere foot away from your table, behind santi. everything around you became abnormally quiet—that was, for a club—the chaotic cheering, singing, and chatter within your space ceased. you supposed everyone was simply interested in what ramón was about to do, but they were nervous as well. many of them knew too well it was unwise to be around the male when he was angry, and judging by his body language, he was furious.

yet, the explosion everyone was expecting never came. there was no yelling, no punches being thrown. when ramón’s intense gaze shifted from santi to you, his lips curled up into a fucking smile. it was a sweet, genuine smile, as if he were truly happy to see you. he continued smiling, smugly now, as he raised the weapon in his hold to santi’s jaw and leaned in to mutter something in the poor guy’s ear. all you managed to hear was “acercas” [get near] and “te meto un tiro” [put a bullet in you], but whatever else ramón said had santi near-pissing himself in fear.

the smile never left ramón’s face as he leaned back, tapping the barrel of the firearm against santi’s face again, this time speaking aloud. “estamos?” [we good?]

a pale-faced santi simply nodded, flinching when ramón clapped a hand against his shoulder in what should’ve been a friendly gesture but felt extremely threatening under the circumstances. “bueno—santiago es? disfruta el resto de tu noche.” [well—santiago is it? enjoy the rest of your night.]

before ramón even processed it, you were on your feet, attempting to rush past him. or more so past the scene he’d just made. call it your survival instinct. not only did you loathe being the center of attention, but you couldn’t have this getting back to your brother. joaquín was already mad enough from the first incident, he’d given you tu buena regañada [a scolding], as if you were a fucking child. demanded you never go near any arellano again. and now, this. seriously, what the hell was ramón’s problem?

a hand grasping your arm stopped you in your tracks, making you spin around furiously. you were met with an amused ramón. “adonde con tanta prisa?” [where to in such a hurry?]

“que chingados fue eso?” [what the fuck was that?] you try to pull away but he manages to tug you closer while walking away from everyone, towards a door near the bar. you stupidly allow him to lead you into what looks like an office, justifying it with simply wanting an explanation.

he shuts the door behind you, which is when you realize he has you backed against the wall. “no parecías muy interesada en ese güey,” [you didn’t seem all to interested in that asshole,] he shrugged, as if it were that simple. “estabas aburrida.” [you were bored.]

“aburrida.” [bored.] you scoffed, tearing your gaze away from his, on the verge of squirming under his stare. you didn’t want to seem scared of him. you weren’t scared of him. nervous about his intentions, maybe, but not scared.

you crossed your arms over your chest, putting a little distance between the two of you, raising a brow at him in question. “y como sabrías que estaba desinteresada? igual me podría aver caído bien. me podría aver gustado.” [and how would you know that i was uninterested? i could’ve thought he was sweet. i could’ve liked him.]

ramón’s jaw clenched for a moment before he let out a chuckle, as if the mere idea was amusing. “porque te he visto interesada. y una persona interesada no le quita los ojos a alguien para buscar a otro,” [because i’ve seen you interested. and someone interested doesn’t take their eyes off their date to look for someone else,] he stared down at you, cocky smirk adorning his lips. “o lo vas a negar?” [or are you going to deny it?]

you couldn’t, because he was right. it was fucking with your head, how much you were drawn to him, after a single encounter. you both felt an indescribable pull. the cynical part of your brain wanted to laugh at your romantic foolishness because, c’mon, what was this, a fairytale? love at first sight? that wasn’t real. but maybe you didn’t have to listen to rationality this once.

without giving it another thought, your hand wrapped around his shirt collar, tugging him down. the two of you kissed with a sense of urgency, rough and passionate all at once, hands all over each other. his hands trailed down to your hips, pulling you flush against him. his hold was rough, tight in a way that would leave bruises, as if he were afraid you might slip away.

soon enough, ramón was hoisting you up, large hands gripping your ass as you wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. you pulled away slowly to regain your breath, giving him the opportunity to nip at your jaw before leaving a trail of kisses down to your neck.

“ramón,” you let out a breathy moan as he began to suck on the skin above your collarbone. surely that’d leave a very visible mark, but that’s exactly what he wanted. “espera, mi hermano—” [wait, my brother—]

he pulled away, coming face to face with you once again, his lips ghosting over your own. “me vale lo que piense tu hermano,” [i could care less what your brother thinks,] came his reply as he pulled you into a deep kiss.

—

as expected, there were consequences to your recklessness. not that it made you regret anything—it just made you resent your brother.

word gets around fast between the plazas and their people. by the next day, chapo knew his little sister had disappeared with ramón arellano from what was supposed to be a night out with her friends. hellbent on murdering the younger arellano brother, chapo showed up the family home in tijuana, only to discover that you had gone willingly. he took it as a betrayal, of course.

ever since, he refused to let you leave the house alone. you’re either accompanied by him or one of his guys. you’re like a goddamn prisoner. it’s been useless trying to reason with him, so you’ve just accepted it.

you would’ve thought ramón would stop trying to seek you out after that night, especially with your brother’s constant threats, but he does the opposite. he doesn’t let joaquín’s little guard dogs stop him, either. he constantly shows up at the university campus when you’re there, somehow sneaking past chapo’s men’s sights to pay you quick little visits —whether it be in the library or even the woman’s bathroom. the amount of times he’s sneaked into a lecture and pretended to be a student actually makes the professors start to believe he is, which you find hilarious.

it’d been at least two weeks since you last saw him though, and you missed him, as much as you hated to admit it. in turn, it made you angrier with your brother.

speaking of who, was now hovering above you, saying something. his voice was muffled by the song playing through your headphones, but you didn’t bother to turn it down. instead of going away like you’d hoped, he snatched the headphones off, making you sit up immediately. “que chingados te pasa, joaquín,” [what the fuck is your problem,] you scowled.

“bájale a eso chamaca, que ni me puedes escuchar,” [turn that shit down kid, you can’t hear a thing,] he simply rolled his eyes, throwing them back on your lap. “y que te alistes porque vamos a salir.” [and get ready because we’re going out.]

“eso es el punto,” [that’s the point,] you grumbled. “y no quiero ir adonde sea que vallas.” [and i don’t want to go wherever it is you’re going.]

“que chistosa, porque no recuerdo dándote opción. no te voy a dejar aquí solita. alístate ya, que es la fiesta de miguel ángel y el güero me está esperando.” [that’s funny, because i don’t remember giving you an option. im not leaving you here alone. get ready now, cause it’s miguel angel’s party and güero’s waiting for me.] with that, he walked out of the bedroom.

as soon as the door shut behind him, you got up to rummage through your closet. if it was miguel ángel’s party, that meant the arellano brothers might show up. maybe you weren’t so upset about being dragged along after all.

thirty minutes later, joaquín was rushing you out of the house, barely giving you enough time to grab your purse and put your heels on.

“que ya voy!” [i said i’m going!] you yelled back at him as he told you to hurry up for the 10th time. your heels clacked loudly against the floor as you hurried out the door, letting it shut behind you.

as you made your way into the car, you were greeted by güero, guadalupe, and cochi. guadalupe turned in her seat, planting a kiss on your cheek as you did the same, the usual warm smile on her face. “que guapa te ves, mija.” [you look so beautiful, honey.]

“gracias, lupita,” [thanks,] you grinned, settling back into the seat beside joaquín and cochi. “tu igual!” [you too!]

the drive wasn’t too long, but by the time you arrived to the palace that was miguel ángel’s house, it had already gotten dark. you stepped out of the car, trailing your brother as he walked into the party under way. cochi and him were babbling excitedly about the gift they had gotten miguel ángel, some huge surprise apparently.

you looked around, enthralled by the beautiful leds and decorations, which casted a blueish-purple light on everyone. those near the dj booth were dancing along to the music, others simply standing around and having a drink.

you sipped on your own glass as you stood alongside joaquín, cochi, and amado, scanning the crowd for a familiar face. you tried not to seem disappointed when you didn’t spot him, instead opting to listen to their conversation—just as amado was leaving.

“ahorita nos vemos,” [see you later,] the older man patted cochi’s shoulder before disappearing back into the sea of people.

güero and guadalupe were now back as well, drinks now in their hands as they looked directly past you. “ay miren nomás a estos aguachiles cabrones,” [just look at these two motherfuckers,] güero’s voice brought your attention to where his own sight was set, along with chapo and cochi. the five of you looked ahead, focusing on two specific figures.

ramón and benjamín.

ramón and you locked eyes immediately. he looked surprised by the mere sight of you, doing a visible double-take as his eyes raked over you. he visibly relaxed his tense shoulders, the corners of his mouth threatening to quirk up in a smile. a small smile creeped up on your own face at his reaction, making you bow your head slightly in hopes that joaquín didn’t catch the interaction. ramón seemed to remember who you were accompanied by as well, because he quickly regained his defensive posture, staring instead at your brother.

“los putitos de tijuana decidieron venir.” [the tijuana pussies decided to make an appearance.] you refrained from rolling your eyes at the stupid comment, knowing joaquín was looking at you now.

“ya nos vamos a sentar, no?” [we should go sit down now, no?] guadalupe spoke up, breaking the tense silence. güero immediately agreed, taking her hand in his and leading you all to the backyard, where the tables were set up alongside a dance floor. you and guadalupe sat beside one of her friends while güero went to get her another drink.

cochi and joaquín went off, mentioning something about the boss’ gift and making sure everything was ready. it surprised you when your brother left you alone with lupita, but you supposed he just trusted her enough to do so. that or the couple of beers and shots he already had were allowing him to have his guard down and forget about ramón for a second.

“ahorita vengó,” [i’ll be right back,] you lightly touched lupita’s arm, standing up. “voy al baño.” [i’m going to the bathroom.]

she nodded in acknowledgment as you walked away, back into the giant house to search for the nearest bathroom. just as you were opening the door, someone came from behind you, grabbing you by your waist and spinning you around. you let out a screech, completely taken by surprise, but the noise was muffled by a large hand clamping over your mouth.

when you looked up, you were met by the sight of a snickering ramón who was now pulling his hand away. you held your hand over your hammering heart for a second as you let out a breath of relief.

“lo siento, bebé, pensé—” [i’m sorry, baby, i thought—] ramón was cut off by you smacking him on his chest as hard as you could, which only made him laugh even more.

“pinché pendejo, me diste un puto susto,” [fucking asshole, you scared the shit out of me,] you scowled, but there was no real heat behind it, and he knew that.

the tall male simply grinned down at you, an arm still wrapped around your waist as he cupped your face. “lo siento. te extrañe, amor.” [i’m sorry. i missed you, love.] he pulled you into a kiss, twisting the knob behind you as the two of you stumbled clumsily inside the large bathroom. the door was pushed shut with his foot as he lifted you onto the countertop, never once breaking the kiss.

“yo igual,” [me too,] you mumbled against his lips, pressing your body as close to his as possible. his hands traveled up your legs slowly, massaging patterns on your thighs and hitching your dress up in the process.

he drew back slowly, taking a moment to admire you. “te ves tan pinché hermosa… nadie más te merece ver así.” [you look so fucking beautiful… no one else deserves to see you like this.]

“ah, no?” you giggled, a teasing edge in your voice. “solo tu?” [only you?]

“solo yo,” [only me,] he agreed, smiling as he pressed several kisses along your jaw, settling his hands on your hips. “me quiebro a cualquier cabrón que te volteé a ver.” [i’ll kill any asshole who looks your way.]

“que romántico,” [how romantic,] you joked, though there was no doubt in your mind that he was capable of what he said. suddenly, cochi’s voice boomed through the speakers outside, making you sigh. you ran your fingers through ramón’s hair as you spoke, “tengo que regresar pronto, antes que se de cuenta joaquín que no estoy con lupita.” [i have to go back soon, before joaquín notices i’m not with lupita.]

ramón frowned, pausing for a moment before speaking. “vámonos.” [let’s go.] you raised your brows in question, to which he repeated, “vámonos—por unos días, semanas, no se. tenemos una casa en oaxaca, nadie sabe adonde está,” [let’s go—for a couple days, weeks, i don’t know. we have a house in catemaco, no one knows where it is,] he proposed. “solo seríamos tu y yo, amor.” [it’ll just be you and me, love.]

“quieres que me escape contigo,” [you want me to escape with you,] you concluded, unable to help the smile creeping up on your face.

“sólo unas semanas. nos hace falta una vacación,” [just a couple of weeks. we need a vacation,] he shrugged, a smirk tugging at his lips. “lejos de todo este desmadre.” [away from all this chaos.]

“tu, lejos del desmadre? es posible eso?” [you, away from the chaos? is that even possible?] you laugh at the idea, giving him a look of disbelief. “pero bueno, supongo que si necesito una vacación.” [well, i suppose i do need a vacation, though.]

ramón chuckled, moving from in between your legs and helping you off the counter. “entonces?” [so?] he already knew the answer was yes, but he still wanted to hear it from you.

“joaquín te va querer matar cuando no me pueda encontrar luego,” [joaquín is going to want to kill you when he’s not able to find me later,] you warned, to which the smug asshole only grinned.

“puede intentar.” [he can try.]

you rolled your eyes, smiling all the while. “vámonos, entonces.” [let’s go then.]

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another a/n Bc im annoying — puta madre, those subtitles were annoying lmao but i know not every1 understands/can read spanish so. & it feels wrong 2 write it out in english… so that was my only solution. anyways if u made it this far i hope u enjoyed <3

#this kinda sucks lol #ramon arellano felix x reader #el morro #narcos mexico imagine #ramon arellano felix imagine #narcos #narcos mexico x reader #narcos: mexico #ramon arellano felix #ramon arellano #benjamin arellano felix #miguel angel felix gallardo #narcos x reader

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narcosmx · 2 years

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make up sex with benjamin arellano-felix woud include...

author's note: oh it's the dad shorts for me. this was an old request i started while i was waiting for new ones but lets fuckin do it

so i really imagine benjamin doing literally everything and anything to avoid fighting with you

you're the only sense of calm and stability in his fucking life plus you suck his dick this man is not stupid he's going to keep you happy

b ut especially the 3rd season you see benjmain under a fuck ton of stress

so that chips away at his patience all of which he reserves for you

and i just okay he's having one of his crazy fucking days; things are going wrong, more and more money needs to be spent, ramon probably fucked something up, the sinaloenses are simply existing within a 300 mile radius of him, barron is drinkng water on company time lol

so he's in the house, just silently stewing in his big chair lol and that's when you come in

i'm imagining you coming back from shopping; it can be clothes shopping and you're excited to show him what you got him or like grocery shopping and chirping about what you're making for dinner or like showing him that mangos are back in season and you picked him up some because you know how much he loves it

you just filling the house with your happy voice and benjamin just snaps

it's not a big show like ramon would do, but that may make it sting even more

"shingado , puedo tener un segundo de silencio en mi propia puta casa"

and see now this could go one of two ways and it depends on the kind of person you are

there could be an immediate flight/freeze reaction right, shutting up automatically, benjamin turning around to look at you and being like F U C K

you just shaking your head, leaving the shit on the table and being like "sabes que, 'sta bien. puedes tener todo el silencio que quieres mi amor" and you just fucking turn on your heel and leave whether it be because you don't want to deal with him right now or because you know that he needs space and to stew in his guilt

or it can go into straight up fight more right like " a mi no se habla asi, no soy uno de tus pinche brutos en nuestra casa me vas a respetar hijo de la chingada"

i'm literally shouting could you imagine and benjamin is standing up and you fucking square his ass up, standing these with crossed arms like who the actUAL FUCK do you think you're talking to

could you imagine fucking storming off and telling enedina about what the fuck he just said

the absolute hell fire that he would have to pay when dina chews his fucking ass out for this. could you imagine

"ahora si lo cagaste, pendejo. y quien te crees hablandole asi a tu mujer... "

anyways whatever you choose i see you fucking leaving the situation whether it be cussing or icing him out

you coming back i can just imagine you fuming being ready to be like bitch get the fuck out of here you're not pushing me out of my house

and you coming back and benjamin is pacing back and forth in the living room wringing his hands together

"mi vida... mi vida perdoname" i just benjamin a little glossy eyes, hesitant to touch you without permission

i'm just this bitch is ready to get on his knees and shamelessly beg you to forgive him

you offering your hand to him cautiously and he's automatically taking it and kissing your hand

"you are my entire life, mi amor" meekly trying to pull you closer "im sorry that i lost sight of that today" whispering

i just "s h ow me how sorry you are" a H H H

him being a little confused at first an d you just doubling down i'm dead "if you're so sorry then show me, que soy la reina"

i just benjamin is so slow in processing this, he's like do i need to give you money???? what do you want....

and then he's like oHhHHHH

and you're like yeah dipshit

i just i'm RUSTY OKAY LET'S GET BACK IN THIS NSFW MODE

okay idek how to start this but i have this image of like benjamin eating you out and he's coming up looking at you with these puppy eyes and gonna say something

an d you just shove his head back down i mean gently but you're pushing him back down against you

FUCKER not even fighting, gets even more into it because he knows you don't want to hear him blubber about how sorry or how much he loves you

and this bitch aint no quitter, i think benjamin goes for a lot more of the sucking, vibrations, suckling, light biting as opposed to like straight licking or tongue fucking (feel like that's more mon's thing you know"

this man will not be satisfied until you've cum at least i'm going to say 2-3 times i mean

i'm just imagining him cleaning you up completely each time, kissing along your thighs while you catch your breath...

min likes leaving marks only he will be able to see, so inside of thigh bite marks are chefs kisses

won't even think about getting on top of you until you're like pulling him on to you

and as i've always said, benjamin has studied your body... he knows exactly how you like his strokes, exactly how you like the way he sucks on your nipple or like the way he grips onto your hips when he's hitting the spot

i just he's nt satisfied until your eyes are rolling into the back of your head

i just when benjamin has sex i swear the last thing he worries about is getting himself off

he knows the second he lets himself focus on how good you feel around him he's going to finish

i just benjamin is not satisfied until you're literally a shaking mess and he gets to lay next to you and hold you and sh sh sh you as he pets your hair

nuzzling into his chest and i just "mm si me das asi de duro mañana, i´ll think about forgiving you

i just exasperated laugh benjamin :(

#benjamin arellano felix x reader #benjamin arellano felix #narcos mexico #narcos mexico imagine #narcos mexico fan fic #narcos mexico imagines

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artemiseamoon · 1 year

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Bonus: Family reunion

An: I’m simply in my feels about them still, soooo here we go. There is a nod to a ship at the end cause @yourlocalspacewitxch has me obsessed with it now | gif credit to owners | no warnings this chapter, another little one is on the way but I get that counts as a warning for some

Words: 1207 | Fic info | read in full on A03

SPOILERS if you have not read the fic or skipped through final chapters. Do read those first.

⏱1 year later

Ramón is a doting father. Everything you could have dreamed and more.

Over the last year, you’ve had moments you had to pinch yourself and make sure you weren’t dreaming. Before, when you dreamed of this outcome you felt foolish and like a romantic, it seemed so unreal, so unattainable. Your happy ending arrived, and you’re still savoring every single moment of it.

Unlike before, you’re not doing this alone anymore. Ramón is head over heels in love with Isabel and her with him; they’re two peas in a pod and you love seeing it. Ramón has been the happiest you’ve ever seen him. You didn’t think you could see him smile any brighter, or his eyes fill with anymore joy, he was already bursting at the seams with it.

Then, five months ago, you found out another little one is on the way. The news made you nervous but filled you with happiness too. Sure, you would have been fine only having Isabel, or at least waiting until she was 7 or 8 before another one. But you didn’t run from this one or deny it like before, and when you told Ramón it bought happy tears to his eyes. He so badly wanted to be there for everything with Isabel, and now he gets a second chance.

He's obsessed with your growing belly and is always littering it with kisses and speaking to the baby. When doing the tiniest tasks, he eases you away and takes things out of your hands, so you don’t have to lift anything…

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ashlingnarcos · 2 years

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in answer to the person who asked if I can do a part two to bride’s choice: yes, yes I can 💛 stay tuned bestie

#Benjamín Arellano Félix x Reader #Benjamin Arellano Felix x Reader #correspondence

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thesolotomyhan · 2 years

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a/n: yeah so i don’t know what this is to be honest ????? ive been writing something else but its taking me longer than id like because i want it to be decent/special for you guys to read ? and honestly i just thought of this on the spot just to at least fill the space that i have left you all lol but yeeh this is just some very very short random thoughts (based on 1 idea each) because i was feeling like a soft pile of mush - but uhmm have this for the small meantime pls :)))

warnings: some suggested content ? but no full on smut this time :)

amado: (soft mornings?)

mi primer amor,,, i cant help but want to be soft for him on this fine day because there’s just something so soft and full of love it makes my heart hurt when i think about these slow and soft mornings with him,, where you both are still asleep,, limbs tangled with one another ,, as he just has you sleeping on his chest :( him being the first one to wake up (he loves being the first one up just for this specific part in the morning :(( ) and just being able to just relish in the fact he has you here with him,, you sleeping on his chest wearing one of his shirts, with the most relaxed dream state look on your face,, one of your legs propped up around his torso,,, and his own arm having been resting on your lower back to keep you in place and he swears right there in this moment there is no place better to ever be than here,, contigo,, in your shared bed,, with his reina :( in the mornings :( as he just stares down at you feeling so content because this is what he strives to achieve - to want- everyday para siempre,, he doesnt ever want these few minutes to pass, quiere estar alli for how ever long he can get and he damn well wants this enternity so much he’s already starting to plan things out to leave behind just so he can so much more mornings and entire days filled for these kinds of moments :(( and wow :(((( i just want to say furthermore,,, i feel like he would not move,, not a single muscle away from you during these times in the mornings,, your warmth just makes it too hard for him to move away,, and the way he just adores your entire form is what ties it all together for him,, he could easily spend hours upon hours just admiring you during those moments and he finds that itch he craves for during the mornings when youre still in a deep sleep just to have his eyes wander everywhere on your face :( doesnt matter if your hair is sticking out everywhere or if youre softly snoring,, this mf loves it all :(( goodbye im so soft for him right now

benjamin:

ayy dios mio,,, i swear dina’s wedding in s3 gave me so much to work with here on these hcs/blurbs because i am being my usual soft fuvking self and i just literally let out a quiet sob at the thought of him :(((( reminiscing his own wedding with you :(((( at dinas wedding :(((( like ay no i can just imagine when he sees the way enedina looks at claudio and him at her at the altar,,, the way this mf would get so soft and happy as he sneaks a glance at you ??? his esposa a su lado de el ???? omg someone pls hold me because the way he would start to have that mirada in his eyes like you just hung the fuvking stars for him gets me to melt on the spot,, and him with his tiny little smile as he blindly searches with one of his hands to hold yours :(((( the two of you giving eachother loving smiles when you turn to look at him as soon as you feel his hand :( because the connection you both would have is there, right at this moment beating and ugHH i cant because the two of you finding it near damn impossible to try and focus back on the wedding happening in front of you because you two just happen to get caught up in this tiny moment :((( him not letting your hand go since hes already threading your fingers together,, the skin on his hand feeling the coldness of the ring that rests on your finger that brings him the warmth in his heart :((( i cant do this im sorry but i just :( i have to mention before i finish up benjamins little blurb here but the thought :( of him not wiping that look off of his face at the reception later on :(( like him all throughout the night repeating “te amo” every chance he gets just because he feels like it :( and even though its not a rare occurrence for you to see him like this,, all enamorado como niño a la primera vez ,, he still seems to be more touchy and with the light in his eyes as he looks at you intensifying everytime his eyes land on you makes you about to question him que, que tiene when youre dancing with him :(( but then he just beats you to it when he looks back you, his arm around your waist as he leads you around like “te recuerdas cuando nos casamos tu y yo mi amor?” all with this soft look in his eyes,, literally giving you the biggest hearteyes possible as he smiles at you when he goes “ese fue el mejor dia de mi vida” all soft as you feel him hold you closer if its even possible as he just squeezes your hand,, waltzing around with you on the dancefloor,, the two of you exchanging lovesick smiles and miraditas as you answer him and reminisce it all :( im sorry i -

mayo:

i cry just picturing him so sorry but anyways him being that whipped mf that just loves putting up going to parties just to see you all dressed up :( like :( i lowkey sob to the thought of him kind of like sulking because he has to get dressed up and put up with other people he doesnt exactly want to converse with,, so he’s just over here,, making sure he looks presentable enough but being more quiet than usual,,, him most of the time just looking up and watching you get dressed/get ready,, his gaze softening just by watching you move about :(( god im so sorry but i love the idea of him helping you zip up the back of your dress or help you put your shoes on because i know his ass would just to get the dread he’s feeling out of his system by helping you or just by watching you and him pausing all of his movements and you know that:(( so just,,,, you getting up and walking over to him,, him giving you this soft smile as he just brings you closer his hands resting on your hips,, his thumb softly rubbing smooth circles into you :(( you bringing your hands up in between you both to adjust the collar of his shirt and straighten out the top of his jacket,,, him fuvking staring down at you with these glazed eyes like he’s in his own world with just you and him :(( you just lightly going “sabes mi amor, no tenemos que ir si no quieres, nos podemos quedar aqui en la casa” your hands coming to rest in between the space where his neck meets his shoulders :(( and oh my god,,, him just shaking his head,, giving you a smile that reaches his eyes,, him leaning into your touch, one of his hands coming to hold you by your lower back, his finger playing with the fabric of your dress and just going “no, esta bien, contigo a mi lado, puedo aguantar cualquier cosa en este mundo mi reina” him :( leaning down to kiss you softly :(( the both of you intertwining your hands together and you pulling away first giving him a smile “listo?” and uGh i cant him brining your hand up to kiss it again like “ey” letting you tug him along as his gaze lingers on you :((( ay no güey

ramon:

god- i was reminiscing that wedding hc again that i wrote for him a while back because hermoso cariño randomly came on from my playlist as i was writing the rest of the guys and i had flashbacks,, and i just have to talk about the early morning after the wedding- like post everything,, thats what came to me just now but :( just a little idea that i had popped into my brain just now,,, because when you’re both at your honeymoon destination:( and it’s so early in the morning that the sun is just JUST barely peeking over but it’s still not too out that it illumainates the sky for the mornings so you’re no where near waking up,, because youre still curled into his chest :( your breathing still coming out in even strokes its so obvious youre still in your deep sleep,, and you just having that post fucking sex look you have that he just adores everytime on you,,, small bruises that are scattered across your body on your skin that are just starting to appear,,, peeking out from the thin sheets that don’t cover your entire body from being tangled between the two of you,, but him just letting his eyes admire the marks that come from him leaving them behind on you from both of your activities not even hours ago, when he had you panting his name out as he repeatedly pushed into you,, but now even in his still fogged sleep state,, his eyes come to rest on your left hand,,, your left hand that resting atop of chest,, the same one he held hours ago as he helped you come down from the high he gave you,,, the moonlight thats still fighting its way to stay out illuminating a soft flash in his eyes that reminds him,,, your his esposa,, you carry his last name now and he cant help but let out a small smile grace his features as he pulls you tighter against him,,, the feeling of a cold metal that hangs around your neck pressing into him not bothering him at all,, :( especially when he remembers what it is,,, one of his first wedding gifts to you :(( as your husband :( a necklace :( with his initial hanging from around your neck :( just giving him the feeling of being whole just from the sheer fact that not only do you have his last name,, his entire heart,,, but now a piece of him that you would start to wear from now on just making him feel content ,, theres no better place than to be here with you :(( and i cant bye :(

güero:

WOW YEAH HUH?? ?? surprise yall,,, you know how long it’s been since ive written a word on mi güerito?? ……… july - from the last YEAR and i almost broke down because how could i forget mi güero- the man who is the biggest simp from this whole group of men go ahead and try to contradict my statement it won’t change me ,,, but to begin this thing,,, i was frantically going through my mind like ??? what is something i can talk about for mi hector? mi pinshe güero precioso ?? and :( uGH i dont know i started to ramble in my thoughts and i was quickly noting shit down because i feel it in my bones,, deep in my heart,, this mans love language feels like he would starve for touch,,, he craves it all the time and he feels like he’s absolutely losing it inside of him when he feels you lay a hand on him gently or even graze your hand near him im sorry im just going with the flow here because you cant sit there and tell me you dont ?? feel some type of way ??? when i say i imagine him becoming so damn weak in the knees con una simple toque from you,, it has him just on the verge of him giving you the world :(( like you could move his hair para accomodarlo or just make it a little messy after he has it styled a little too well just because maybe you think the little strand of hair out of place is a better look for him and it just has this mf simply giving you the softest look and admentmindedly moving one of his hands down to your other hand thats not occupied to hold it :( running his thumb across your knuckles and letting his lovesick smile cross his face as he just gazes upon you :(( definitely bringing your hand up to kiss it after your done with your work because why not ? :((( or something else that crossed my mind is how your hand could simply graze him because maybe your setting something down in front of him,, or you just happen to walk next to him and accidentally brush against him would have this man just automatically try to hold your hand to bring you closer :( because your touch is just so comforting and he has this sense of everything is going to be alright- or that everything is alright just because he has you right next to him,, the warmth of your hand being just so similar to the feeling you give him in his heart and i cant :( he is just the softest man here and i love him dearly

miguel angel:

:((( ooHH this whole thing i thought for him?? i just have to credit to all those scenes in this show where hes seen strESSING that it causes him emotional and physical pain- im sorry hes always at his most vulnerable in those parts and uGh i just have to say my brain loves to imagine him during one of those times for this idea for him,,, like its just one of those days where everyone has been on his ass either for a rise in their plazas,, the desmadre and lowkey rivalty fights between plazas,, money and drug flow between all of them and just everything feeling like it’s slipping through his fingers and adding this more pressuring weight on his shoulders he just cant handle the stress and how everyone is just expecting him to do milagros in that very second it’s has him on the very edge of losing it right then and there ,, and ohH especially once he hears the door to his office creek open he thinks he very much might lose all thinning patience because its probably one of the guys coming to bother him :) but then :) as soon as the glare in his eyes comes in as he looks up :) it disappears in that very millisecond :) once he sees you :) en toda tu gloria softly smiling at him :) and he just feels in that instant everything gradually diminishing thats bothering him because youre here walking up to him and just placing a soft kiss on his lips that he forgets in that very second why hes frustrated :( and im just sorry right now because i just love to imagine/picture the way he just loves being able to lay back in your arms,, like you sitting down on the couch in his office,, him coming over and just letting his upper part of his body fall back into your lap,, his legs dangling over the other part of the couch just so he can feel your fingers running through his hair,, messing up his peinado but he could literally care less because your soft touch makes him feel so much better its the most comforting thing ever to him in that moment because he would be leaning into your hands wordlessly asking you to keep going as he shuts his eyes,, and in these types of moments he feels so at ease he can literally choose to stay silent and let it all out in deep breathes with the feeling or your hands in his hair :(((( or him feeling like hes able to just talk out all of his problems and everything going on around his business out loud to you with no consequence because the simple fact that youre sitting there with him,, your touch making him feel so good, silently listening to him and just- hearing him out not as a business partner that could blow up on him for the shit hes pulling but as his partner- as his other half- his mujer that always takes his side and hears him out when he needs it the most it makes him feel so much better and like the weight hes carrying around,, just diminishing in that very moment with you :( i- wow

kitty:

alright listen here,,,, before we actually begin i want to say this turned out to be like a little blurb but also with a taste of this small brainstorm i had with myself when writing this and i just wanted to let you guys know before you attack me for this or begin to read but anyways i was recently going through a trip down memory lane with mana and this whole little idea blurb def DEFINITELY came from listening to oye mi amor iykyk ;) but idk i was just randomly listening to it and i was just questionining myself someone from this dumb show gives off energy with this song/lyrics and thats where i imagined kitty :) and it’s something just so poetic to imagine him and you having been best friends that would be so inseparable,,, that so many of the other juniors would have for sure without a doubt seen the two of you becoming something more,, something great and full of happiness only for all of that to deteriorate in the most fastest whirlwind possible,, just for the heartstrings to pull,,, because it almost ALMOST did happen,:)) that the two of you almost became lovers and all that shit breaks my heart because :( it was on the verge of happening :( the stolen glances you both would give eachother everytime you were together,,, the outspoken bond you both carried it made the two of you have this downright power couple vibe going on ,,,, especially with his crazy ass that would get you to match his whole vibe and uGH im telling you ,,, everyone that knows you two had to have bet something about how this connection you both have would turn to be this iconic/power couple match ya feel?? it was just mere moments- no seconds- for one of you to make the move first,, because no one could even be a better match for either of you,, this whole relationship with you and him was meant to be,, like a soulmates (i think) type of shit you know? and wow i just i cant because my heart feels like it’s going to shatter at the thought of you :( being with someone else :( suddenly?? out of the blue ,,,, someone who clearly doenst match you and shoots you down :((( un tipo frio y aburrido just like the song says :((( and UGH i cannot because its just the thought of kitty becoming so frustrated and down all the time because he invites you to come hang out with him or with the rest of the juniors but you always saying you can’t because the bum youre with doesnt want you to go or something dumb like that and omG :((( i just know it might be him that decides to make you open your eyes because maybe he just gets so fed up with how this other guy treats you and doesn’t care about you like kitty would or maybe it’s the encouragement of some of the guys that gets him to get off his ass and actually fight for you :( but i just idk i kind of just like this idea in general ???? but thats about where i got with it and its just been sitting in my ideas and i wanted to express something about it ? because the whole slow pinning where neither of you want to say what you actually feel in fear of that your relationship could deteriorate,, to the angst of a feeling in my deep soul that youre taken all of a sudden?? And the anger pinche loco de kitty would feel about the whole situation feeds me where i need it most,, to just the build up/eventually burst/barf of feelings that you both would spill because two idiots in love is such a fuvking thing i love to imagine I’m sorry, but thank you for coming to my therapy session

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