#mf has the coolest name ever and is doing villainous things with it

[fruitchimaera]

They just had to give the bad guy the coolest name ever, huh

[hausofmamadas]

BROOOOOOOSSKSKSOSKSKKE OKAY ARTE, I KNO YOU DONT COME ON TUMBLR ANYMORE BUT I HAD TO SCREAM ABOUT IT, BC THAT IS MY LIGHT, MY LOVE, MY BABY BOI AND THERE IS NOT NEARLY ENOUGH OF HIM IN THIS WORLD

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✸ This isn’t his kind of place, in fact, David’s only seen places like this from afar or the outside.

RIGHT FROM THE GET SKSKSKSS I’m like “arte knows my boy, this is my fuckin boi” always in the background, always at the edges of things and despite the fact that sometimes he is sad boy, tbh this is how her prefers it sksksks. God 1 sentence in and im already straight fuckin rejoicing

✸ Luna Lounge has been here for decades, Juan Escarra, one of Benjamin's important friends, purchased the place two years ago and turned it into his own private lounge.

okay LUNA LOUNGE is like the coolest fucking name for a club I’ve ever heard??? also Roxanne is like so embedded in my mind as the Arellano meeting place, that I’m having a hard time not just picturing Luna Lounge as Roxanne SKSKS si me sientes

✸ It’s in this very room David stands, on the outer edges, closer to the private bar to the far left. He’s keeping an eagle eye view on everything.

IMJUSTSOSORRYDKSKSKDD ONCE AGAIN THATS MY BOY, HES NOT EVEN DOING ANYTHING BUT LIKE BEING STOIC AND HOT AND COOL AS A CUCUMBER BUT ALSO HOT AND COMPETENT AS A MF AT HIS JOB AND SO HOT IT SHOULD ACTUALLY BE A CRIME FOR WHICH I WILL PERSONALLY PROSECUTE HIM FOR BC DRUG TRAFFICKING AND MURDER ARE THE LEAST OF IT WHEN YOU ALSO HAVE THE DAMN NERVE TO WALKAROUND WITH A FACE LIKE THAT

✸ Suddenly, the sounds of the other side of the mirror fill the room, dominating the soft music that was playing.

Oh damn OKAY SKSKSKS. For some reason, im picturing like Juan Matta Ballesteros as Juan Escarra but liiiiiiiiiiike more flamboyant somehow? Like more like a James Bond villain than just like your average Narco, like with a fucking set-up like this, there’s no way this dude doesn’t have like a pool filled with genetically altered eels that can shoot lasers out of their eyes. Like idk if that’s actually the vibe you’re going for but if so, you have achieved it in the fucking pit of garbage and nonsense that is the inside of my brain

✸ “Easy on the eyes right,” Ricardo leans over to him and whispers.

NO BUT OKAY SKSKSKSKSKSJS BC I LOVE THAT YOU INCLIDED ANOTHER SECURITY GUARD BC I HAVE OFTEN THOUGHT, LIKE GIVEN THE SHIT THEY HAVE TO DEAL WITH ON THE REGULAR, JUST STANDING AROUND MOST OF THE TIME WATCHING RICH CRIMINALS DO RICH AND ILLEGAL THINGS and like no one will fucking convince me otherwise that they don’t talk shit to each other about like whatever tf weird event that’s happening. Like so many times, I’ve thought about Cali meeting with Miguel Ángel and like what if Barrón met Jorge or Navegante, like you know them bitches would strike up a conversation out of sheer boredom and would prob have the weirdest exchanges so like the fact that you added Ricardo is music to my eyes? ears

✸ David doesn’t respond, his eyes remain fixed on the screen for less than a second. He then shifts his focus back to the scene before him.

Also, I don’t wanna call myself an expert on Barroncause i feel like it sounds gate-keepy and weird and makes me sound like an asshole but I have given the man like a mentally ill amount of thought we’re talking like 9 months of near-psychotic fixation at this point sksks and I genuinely am fucking tipping my hat in salute, praising thee for the fact that Barrón hasn’t said one single good gotdamn word this entire time bc that just fucking is him, esp when mans is on the job. It’s just, you know him and I see that and am living for it

✸ David straightens up, no longer leaning against the counter and slides his hands into his pockets.

SHSURRIRISKSKSKSKSSKW NO BC I WAS JUST TALKINT ABOUT HOW YOU KNOW HIM AND THEN YOU COME BACK AT ME WITH HIM SLIDING HIS HANDS INTO HIS POCKETSSKSKS

✸ “Advice don’t try it. That’s Boyea’s daughter.”

David takes in the information, and only responds with a slight head nod.

ONCE👏🏽AGAIN👏🏽ARTE CAME CORRECT SKSKS bc Ricardo’s like trying to fend him off this girl, and like besides giving one look of like, “oh, damn, she foine asf.” Like he hasn’t said anything about it and when it’s referred to directly, he just skskskssksks be ffuckingdsks nods bc that’s how he is my inscrutable chulito, luz de mi alma pa siempre

✸ Because he’s the muscle, certain people tend to underestimate him. Sum him up to some dumb, violent gang banger. But he notices everything, he pays attention. He knows who the rich important people are, even if others assume he doesn't. David doesn’t correct them when they do this, even though it pisses him off. It’s better to let them think that way.

JUST SKSOSOSWOSOSKSJS COPY/PASTING THIS WHOLE ASS MF PARAGRAPHT BUT I AM MORALLY OBLIGATED BC ARTE SKSKSKSKSKS IF TOU WERE ASMALL CHILD, YOUD BE DEAD LIKE IM SHAKING YOU TO SUCH CONCUSSIVE LEVELS BC THE FUXKIFJSOSOSSODOWOWOWK THE ACCURACY OFNTHIS ENTIRE FUCKING PASSAGE IS MAKING ME WANT TO LITERALLY EAT MY OWN HANDS THATS HOW HARD IM BITING MY NAILS. BC YES👏🏽 THERE IS NO WAY GUAPITO IS A DUMB DUMB, LIKE HE JUST DID NOT WHITE-LADY MATH MEME PUT TOGETHER THAT THOSE COPS WERE FAKE COPS COMING TO GET THE ARELLANOS IN THAT LEGENDARY SCENE AT CHRISTINE, LIKE YOU CANNOT BE A DOI DOI AND DO THAT, NO MA'AM SO THE FACT THAT THIS IS IN HERE, GOD I NEED TO TAKE A FUCKIN XANAX TO CALM THIS FUCKINT MADNESS

✸ Coming from Afro-Mexican and Caribbean roots, Angelo spent time living all over the world and studied both here in Mexico and the US.

I will just go on record right now and by no means is this a hot take but there is never enough Afro-Latino reps or indigenous if we’re being real in Latin media (although props to Narcos and Nmx for at least featuring some black Latin actors like Blackie and Marta but like it’s still v peripheral and would love to see more mcs although the show Gentefied does have some dope Afro-latina reps if you’re interested) so like it fully fucks in the best way that your OC is afro-mexicana/Caribbean

✸ if you work with him, you deal with his people who get back to him. And if you’re in, you get one meeting. If you get close, if the Boyea family takes you in, he’s no longer a ghost or apparition. In this case, his phantom appearance is replaced by lavish parties, big dinners, and trips.

SKSKSKSKSKS once again, not me just throwing a full paragraph in here but like I love this detail so much bc that is legitimately how these fuckin finance guys are, like they really are the go-between from the narcos to like more “legitimate” business and politics and bc of that, they always have to keep a low profile. Like I just think about in S3 of OG Narcos and how hard it was for Javi to actually get anything on Cali's finance guy, Franklin Jurado like slippery to the extent that mans had to track down and blackmail the wife sksks

✸ Like her father, she studied here, in France and the US. She knows four languages and has a love for singing. A year back she won a beauty contest and seems to just focus on performing. She’s made a few appearances in Telenovelas.

SKSKSKSKAKSOOSOSOWKSK THIS WOMAN’S RESUME LIKE IM ALREADY IN LOVE WITH HER and judging myself for not getting out of the house more but let’s be real, no one’s casting me in any telenovelas skssksksksk and I can barely grasp two languages, like I could confidently say I know 1.5 languages at this point

✸ He’s not used to seeing himself dressed like this. But the party has a dress code. He also feels naked without his piece. There’s a strong no weapons rule for the party, and though this makes him uncomfortable, he had to respect it.

OKAYSHSKSKSKKS NOT ANOTHER FUCKING INSTALLMENT WHEREIN ARTE AND I SHARE THE SAME FUCKING BRAINCELL ABOUT THIS MAN BC I LITERALLY JUST WROTE A SIMILAR SCENE WHERE HE HAS TO DRESS UP AND IS REALLY FUCKIN CRANKY ABOUT IT BUT ONLY ON THE INSIDE OFC meanwhile, I’m picturing exactly what he looks like in my head, can hear, see, smell, touch, taste exactly what this mf is wearing, knowing full well that he has no idea how far out-of-this-universe hot he is sksksksksn. Let’s hope our girl Geneviéve appropriately expresses her admiration

✸ It took some getting used to the world of the Arellano-Félix family. Riches, sprawling properties, only the best and most expensive of everything; this is that time 10.

no forrreeaaaal he would be so just like confounded by the wealth given his scrappy upbringing, like where he came from in Logan Heightsksks and it very much seems like this Escarra guy is.. let’s just say if the Arellanos are like .... idk modern-day Hilton family rich (which is not as rich as you think bc Grandpappy Barron Hilton gave most of his shit to charity and left 3% for the fam KEKW), then it seems like this Escarra dude is more liiiiiiiiike Rockefeller fam rich? And you’d think those levels are the same? But likesksks let me do tell you, they are not and it is, in fact, an order of magnitude x10 diffs between the two in terms of net worth so homie’s kinda on point mathematically here

✸ His scrappy beginnings in the hood and rise up in the gang is a completely different world from all of this.

NOT ME AKSKSSKSOKSWB LITERALLY USING THE WORD SCRAPPY AND I SWEAR TO CHRIST ON MY FIRSTBORN CHILD THAT IM PROBABLY NEVER HAVING I DID NOT READ AHEAD, LIKE THAT SHIT WAS IN REAL TIME

✸ In the back of his mind, he revisits what Benjamin told him, to keep an eye on things but relax, to have some fun. To be honest, he didn’t really know what to do with himself here, but he wasn’t alone. It was easy to spot, even in nice clothes, other people's security guards. All without weapons and trying to blend in.

STRRRRRTRRRTTTTTOTOPPPPP bc I literally am in the middle of writing a thing where Barrón is sharing this exact sentiment of like being at a party and being like “tf am I even here for. And like relax? I do not know the meaning of the word? Like do you know my life and my job and my whole existence is literally to be like max capacity levels of vigilant???” But also I think it’s nice that Mín’s the one who told him to enjoy the night bc he’s normally such a fucking turd to Barrón for like no good gotdamn reason jk you Dilf king, I know you’re just looking out and I love you

✸ When a group of people spill out onto the balcony, he decides to head to the ground level, and put some distance between himself and the crowd.

SKSKSKSKSKSKSS BC OF COURSE THIS MAN CANNOT FUCKING SIT STILL OR GET COMFORTABLE KEKW

Like it literally has to be:

Mín: Keep an eye on things pero lo sabes, trate de relajarse, hombre. Si se puede.

Barrón: dopedopedopedope so I’ll just make sure I find a corner where I can literally see all entry and exit points and all the people in the place without being in the middle of the crowd or speaking to anyone or dancing or enjoying myself in any capacity. Dopedopedope … Right? That’s what you human beings call “relaxing?” Am I doing this right?

✸ When she sits at the table to his left, he tries not to look at her, but can’t help himself and steals a glance.

NOOOOSOSOSOSKSOWKWKWJDNSNS BC I CAN PICTURE EXACTLY WTF HE LOOKS LIKE WHEN HE DOES THIS, LIKE THE TINIEST, TINIEST OF GLANCES, LIKE SO MINISCULE, YOUD MISS IT IF YOU BLINKED BC WTF ARE YOU TALKONT ABOUT?? THIS MAN FEELS NOTHING, AND NO THIS WOMAN IS NOT AT ALL FINE ASF AND NO ONE LOOK AT HIM, THANK YOU

✸ A few moments later, Geneviève rests her chin in her palm and looks at him. David swallows his food and meets her eyes.

I have nothing of import to say except that I feel like the way he looks up is probably like a, “why is this chick staring at me, ohgodwhy is she staring at me, do I have something in my teeth, is it hot on here? god she’s so pretty, there’s literally no other reason for her to be looking at me unless I have something on my face or have grown another head, dang how long have I just been sitting here thinking all of this, surelyitsbeenhours and yet she’s still staring at me.” ......... that’s all

✸ His gaze follows her hand as she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. Delicate slim fingers with expensive rings on her middle finger and thumb. Nails painted the same shade of dark blue as her dress.

NOOOOSKAKSKS bc this just made me think of the fact that bc he is such an observant mf, like literally it’s a part of his job, if you ever wore something different, maybe tried a new shade of lipstick, or cut your hair differently or some shit, mans would never not notice like most idiot boys sksks and like idk why it makes me love him even more than I already did which lbr is that even possible at this point, I am skeptical

✸ Handsome and pretty faces filled the room, but him- there’s something about him that’s captured her attention. She could tell this kind of setting isn’t his norm. Even in the clothes, he seems different from everyone else.

THE WAY GENEVIÉVE HAS HIS NUMBER FROM THE GET, LIKE SHE KNOWS WHO OUR BOY IS SKSKSKS bc you know looking around the room, he’s the one dude who’s like ... like he looks hot ofc if you indeed have eyes to see, you cannot deny this but at the same time, mans is the probably the only one there who looks like a dog wearing person clothes sksksksksksksksksks like he cute but in no way is he feelin natural at all

✸ He’s also the finest man here, and something about his eyes pulls her to him. They’re deep, mysterious and shielded at the same time.

BC GEN👏🏽E👏🏽VIÉVE KNOWS AND SPEAKS ONLY THE FUCKING TRUTH LIKE WHAT IS THERE BEYOND CAPS, I HAVE NOTHINT BUT CAPS ARE NOT EVEN SUFFICIENT FOR THE DEPTHS OF HOWWWWW FUCKING CORRECT THIS IS

✸ Since first spotting him, she's been spinning up tales about who he could be.

phbsksksksns so basically you just read my personal diary about Barrón and based Genevieve’s thoughts on his general essence and personal character on my mentally deranged diary entries bc I shit you not, the MINUTE, THE MINUTE this man graced the screen in S3 yes, he was in S2 but did anyone remember until they saw the Christine’s ep? Pls. don’t kid a kidder I was literally writing his entire backstory and deciding everything about who he was until the writers fucking BE-TRAYYYED ME and ever since then I’ve rejected their reality and substituted my own bc it’s better and more correct and obv my bestest good frand Gen is on the same page with me. So like hooray for fixing what needs to be fixed and reclaiming my bby boy’s good name

✸ He sits up and eats the last bites of his food. He needs to get out of this room, and away from her. It doesn’t help that she smells so good, and it's the only scent he’s focused on, the food before him has long faded into the background of his mind.

THAKSKSKSKSKSKSKSKS THE WAY I AM SVREEEAAAAAAMING AT HOW THIS MAN IS FLEEEEEEEING FROM THE FUCKING ROOM LIKE POSITIVELY FLEEING BC LIKE A LITTLE FLIRTATION AND GOO GOO EYES IS TOO MUCH WILL SOMEONE PLS GET HIS COAT AND HIS GUN AND SEND HIM ON A BUS BACK TO LOGAN HEIGHTS THANK U, I AM FUCKINGFKTK CRYYYING ARTE THIS SI GOLD

✸ “How beautiful is she,” the tall man cups her face and looks back at the group. “I’m going to marry this one, watch.”

Woooooowwwwwwwwwww okay i somehow did not see this little fuckingkkd twist with this slimy, borracho pendejo, que ya puede váyase alaverga hasta al final but like i really did not see it coming sksks and in no way was I chanting in my head, “c’mon B, just deck him. Commit career suicide and probably actual suicide just deck this fucker in the face and make a break for it”

✸ He can feel eyes on his back but goes about his business. Not rushing, not taking his time either.

Not rushing, not taking his time either.

Sweet fucking Jesus H Christ, Mary, Joseph, Father Son Holy Ghost on a cracker, if there was ever, ever a better way to describe the sum total of David fucking Barrón Corona, I have not seen it and I shit you not, like I am simultaneously kissing you on the mouth and shaking my fist into the sky like an old man cursing god for the annoying kids on my lawn that I didn’t write it bc in its simplicity, it is actually fucking GENIUS AND LIKE IM JUSTJSJSJSJS IM MAD ABOUT IT

✸ When the door closes behind him, he feels a sense of relief. There are a dozen reasons he should stay away from her and hopes they don’t cross paths again because resisting his urges has never been his strong point.

SKSSKSKSKSKSKSKSKS if he wasn’t already the fucking hero of my heart and a part of my soul itself at this point, I would 100000% root for Barrón at this point anyway bc en realidad a shingada suputamadre a Mateo sksksksk like fuck that guy, fuck HIM UP, B!!!!

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Not at all sitting here with my chin in my hand, catatonic, staring off into space, awaiting chap 2 bc this has been such a whirlwind of joy, arte truly

My world and yours

David Barron x Ofc (Geneviève Amaris Boyea) | words: 2213

Warnings: show canon warnings, drug world, mentions of violence and death, as usual my narcos disclaimer applies. You know it, I’ve said it a hundred times.

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This isn’t his kind of place, in fact, David’s only seen places like this from afar or the outside. Sometimes Benjamins meetings with his fancy friends didn’t happen in the light of day, or in sun filled restaurants, sometimes, though less frequently, they happened at night.

Luna Lounge has been here for decades, Juan Escarra, one of Benjamin's important friends, purchased the place two years ago and turned it into his own private lounge. He filled the seat with important people and movie stars and gave VIP treatment to those who he benefits from impressing.

Some nights, Juan closed the place down for special meetings, on other nights, he met them in the private back room, an extension of the lounge free from the general crowd's eyes and ears. It even has its own driveway, parking lot and entrance.

The soundproof two-way mirror on the stage reflected back only the performers and crowds faces on one side, on the private side, they could see everything without being seen themselves.

It’s in this very room David stands, on the outer edges, closer to the private bar to the far left. He’s keeping an eagle eye view on everything.

Just ahead, in the center of the room, Juan Escarra and Benjamin are having a conversation. Also at the bar is Juan’s personal security guy, Ricardo. When Juan signals the bar for another round of drinks, the bartender gets to it and Juan presses a button on the side of the table. Suddenly, the sounds of the other side of the mirror fill the room, dominating the soft music that was playing.

The crowd's clapping fades as the performers leave the stage. David is just about to look away when the next performer approaches. David’s already still posture remains so as his eyes follow her on the stage.

The beautiful sultry woman stands behind the mic, her back to them now. Across the way, Juan picks up a remote and the large tv comes on, revealing a clear shot of the stage. David was instantly captivated by her profile alone, seeing her fully on the screen only deepens his interest.

“Easy on the eyes right,” Ricardo leans over to him and whispers.

David doesn’t respond, his eyes remain fixed on the screen for less than a second. He then shifts his focus back to the scene before him. Benjamin and Juan are enjoying their drinks and watching the screen.

The meeting is winding down and will soon be over. David straightens up, no longer leaning against the counter and slides his hands into his pockets. He waits for Benjamin's signal.

...

“Hey man,”

David turns his head slightly to look at Ricardo.

“Advice don’t try it. That’s Boyea’s daughter.”

David takes in the information, and only responds with a slight head nod.

Because he’s the muscle, certain people tend to underestimate him. Sum him up to some dumb, violent gang banger. But he notices everything, he pays attention. He knows who the rich important people are, even if others assume he doesn't.

David doesn’t correct them when they do this, even though it pisses him off. It’s better to let them think that way. He knows exactly who Angelo Deon Boyea is. Most who hear his name don’t know his face, he’s a private man, and an important one.

Coming from Afro-Mexican and Caribbean roots, Angelo spent time living all over the world and studied both here in Mexico and the US. He’s a money man, numbers and though his face isn’t front and center, he’s a powerful hand behind many people. He has banks all over the world and is an important man to make friends with, which Juan did wisely. So did Benjamin.

David never saw Angelo Boyea in person, not yet at least. And from what he knows, Benjamin only met him once which seemed to be a common thing, if you work with him, you deal with his people who get back to him. And if you’re in, you get one meeting,

If you get close, if the Boyea family takes you in, he’s no longer a ghost or apparition. In this case, his phantom appearance is replaced by lavish parties, big dinners, and trips. Aside from the banks, Boyea has his hands in politics, naturally. This is where the connection to Juan and the Arellano-Félix deepens.

Angelo has two children that David knows of a son named Deon Javel Boyea, he’s wrapped up in sports and owns a team, secretly of course. The front face for the team is just some stand in for media purposes. Then, there’s his daughter, Geneviève Amaris Boyea.

Not much is known about her, unlike many children of important people, she lives her life quietly, has never been part of a scandal (as far as he and the public know) and is never seen in the popular clubs. Many bigwigs' adult children paired at Christine, and the family's establishments. Not Geneviève.

Like her father, she studied here, in France and the US. She knows four languages and has a love for singing. A year back she won a beauty contest and seems to just focus on performing. She’s made a few appearances in Telenovelas.

Barron gets the signal from Benjamin and halts his thoughts. Goodbyes are exchanged and they soon head toward the door. Just as they reach it Juan calls out to Benjamin.

“There’s a party next weekend.” He approaches them, “Boyea is impressed with you, your family. You’ve been invited.”

Party weekend

The sounds of the party seep into the bathroom, even with the door closed. As he washes his hands at the sink, David catches a glimpse of himself.

He’s not used to seeing himself dressed like this. But the party has a dress code. He also feels naked without his piece. There’s a strong no weapons rule for the party, and though this makes him uncomfortable, he had to respect it.

Security is through the roof at this place, and this party is in a mansion on an island in the middle of nowhere, even the boat they took to get here was crazy. It took some getting used to the world of the Arellano-Félix family. Riches, sprawling properties, only the best and most expensive of everything; this is that time 10.

His scrappy beginnings in the hood and rise up in the gang is a completely different world from all of this. Drying his hands, he looks himself over once more. It’s a nice ass suit, perfectly tailored.

In the back of his mind, he revisits what Benjamin told him, to keep an eye on things but relax, to have some fun. To be honest, he didn’t really know what to do with himself here, but he wasn’t alone. It was easy to spot, even in nice clothes, other people's security guards. All without weapons and trying to blend in.

Leaving the bathroom, David swings by the main room and watches for a while. Benjamin is off to the side, having a conversation with Angelo. David watches for a while, and everything seems fine. He decides to keep moving, and heads to the wrap around balcony.

With the floor to ceiling windows, he can still watch everything inside. The breeze from the ocean cools his skin. As he walks, his eyes shift from the landscape to the scene inside. When a group of people spill out onto the balcony, he decides to head to the ground level, and put some distance between himself and the crowd.

On the ground level, he heads into the banquet room and makes a plate of food. He declines the help of the servers and makes his plate himself. After having what he wants, he steps out and into the dining room. It’s empty, all the other party goers are either on the beach, or on the upper two floors.

David is only in there for a few minutes when someone else enters. David looks up and locks eyes with Geneviève. She must have entered from the other side, there are two routes to the banquet room.

In the back of his mind, he was wondering if she was here, he spotted her brother about a half hour ago, lounging on the couch with some models.

When she re-emerges, she has a plate of food and drink in her hands. When she sits at the table to his left, he tries not to look at her, but can’t help himself and steals a glance.

He’s quick, but she’s quicker and catches him.

“Hi.” She smiles.

David greets her back, then focuses on his plate. He takes a bite of food and from the corner of his eye, he steals another glance of her.

The two eat in silence for a while. A few moments later, Geneviève rests her chin in her palm and looks at him. David swallows his food and meets her eyes.

His gaze follows her hand as she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. Delicate slim fingers with expensive rings on her middle finger and thumb. Nails painted the same shade of dark blue as her dress.

“Nice suit.”

“Thanks.” A small grin curves at the corner of his lips.

He accepts the compliment and tells himself to look away, but he can't. He's spelled by her deep velvety brown eyes and her long dark lashes.

She raises the drink in her hand to her lips, letting it linger there but not drinking.

Geneviève noticed him earlier. Handsome and pretty faces filled the room, but him- there’s something about him that’s captured her attention. She could tell this kind of setting isn’t his norm. Even in the clothes, he seems different from everyone else.

He’s also the finest man here, and something about his eyes pulls her to him. They’re deep, mysterious and shielded at the same time. Since first spotting him, she's been spinning up tales about who he could be. All she knows about him is he’s with Benjamin, and from the vibe he gives off, likely Benjamin's personal security.

When the prolonged eye contact becomes too much, and she feels heat rising under her skin and warming her cheeks, Geneviève looks away first and takes a drink. His eyes fix on her lips.

He knows he shouldn’t think about it, but his mind goes there anyway. He wonders if she’s as soft as she looks and what her lips taste like. He wonders if she’s quiet or loud when getting fucked and what his name would sound like on her lips -

His head turns to the door just before it opens, in comes a group of five, laughing and talking over each other. He sits up and eats the last bites of his food. He needs to get out of this room, and away from her. It doesn’t help that she smells so good, and it's the only scent he’s focused on, the food before him has long faded into the background of his mind.

As he takes a drink of water, he notices one of the men in the group. He’s seen his face before. The same man makes a b-line for Geneviève and grabs her face, planting a big kiss on her cheek before she could pull back.

“There she is, I’ve been looking for you.” he leans too hard against one of the chairs and it almost toppled over. He catches it.

“I needed some food.” She looks up at him, then secretly glances at David.

“How beautiful is she,” the tall man cups her face and looks back at the group.

“You’re drunk Mateo,” she grabs his forearm as he kisses her cheek again.

“I’m going to marry this one, watch.” He stands up and sighs, his eyes still fixed on her.

David walks away and discards his empty cup and plate. He can feel eyes on his back but goes about his business. Not rushing, not taking his time either.

Behind him the group speak among themselves, he hears everyone's voice but hers. Then it hits him,

Mateo Alverez. Mateo is heir to a fortune, his family made a name for themselves in handbags or some shit, half the people in this party are likely wearing something, a watch, a bag, a top, from the family's fashion empire. This isn’t an area David knows a lot about, or cares about, but he’s seen his face around and the tall brunette at the table, his sister, has been in commercials.

On his way out, David passes the table once more. The group is so wrapped up in themselves they barely give him a glance, except Geneviève. She has a person at either side, Mateo to her left, his eyes hungrily drink her up, and some unknown woman to her right, chipping away about something. Geneviève nods, pretending to listen.

David breaks eye contact and leaves the room. When the door closes behind him, he feels a sense of relief. There are a dozen reasons he should stay away from her and hopes they don’t cross paths again because resisting his urges has never been his strong point.

David takes a stroll around the balcony, then heads back to the second floor to check on Benjamin.

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Meeting small Hawks.

Pairing: Hawks x Reader.

Summary: HCs about what would happen if you're sent in the past (thanks to a villain quirk) with Hawks and meet tiny Hawks.

Notes: Love the "Their kid came from the future because of this quirk thingy and now they meet their daddas" so I thought what would it be if we reversed it. Hope you enjoy! ♥

× you coincidentally ran into each other (which happened often) when you were both patrolling

× he's always so smug and flirty with you but today he was extra about it

× like holy shit this man knows how to compliment but whatever, no big deal

× the thing is you're just at the point where you kinda lowkey are realizing you have feelings for this smug idiot but you're also kinda denying it because Hawks screams trouble, also you don't trust him; does he flirt like this with anyone??? why is he teasing you so much????? he's too hot to be real???????

× he was praising you because you reached Top 20s when someone screamed for help

× a young kid recognized you both and told you that there's a robbery he escaped from, explaining there are some guys at a jewelry store near-by so y'all just rush there

× well you kinda fell behind cuz he's like already in front of the store talking to the masked robbers like they're just chatting about the weather, although he was just negotiating and telling them casually to let the employees and the civilians inside the store out

× so when he sees you tho, he winks at you and in a blink the robbers were on the ground

× so you just alright then fucking show off 😒 because he waited for you to see him be a little shit

× so while everything is settling, you both going inside the store to check on everyone, he twists his head fastly towards you then rushes to your frame, grabbing you while you turn just in time to see another masked robber (seems he was hiding) that was about to touch your shoulder. although Hawks pulled you to him just in time, so he was barely tapped on the cheek instead of you

× and then you see white

× so when you can finally see again around you, a sensation of dizziness running through your body, you notice Hawks hugging you like really, really tight

× also... did the villain teleport you? both of you were in what seemed a random office building or sumthn

× he brushes it off but you can see that he's worried because y'all fucked up man

× he's scolding himself, he should've paid more attention but you were there, existing, so stunning and the way you rolled your eyes at him? gorgeous, like pls do it again he's a simp for u & now he's paying the price for it like boy–

× anywho! he looked around and sent some feathers to just map the place while you were trying to figure out wth was going on

× meanwhile Hawks was just noticing stuff; he knew these halls, he knew that three doors from there, he'd take Hero History class, he knew the floor below them was a training ground, he knew the door just behind them was where he–

× so you were confusion to say at least, looking at the plain white walls, searching for something, anything actually

× doors had signs on them but very vague, like that one door with the letter K on it, the others labeled C1, C2 and C3, everything spotless and dead looking

× "Sorry, dove, hate to interrupt that cute and intense thinking face of yours but we have to bolt" he said, pointing at the cameras

× so y'all just hide, you thinking without purpose but he was actually leading you somewhere, that somewhere being a floor below

× "we've been seen here and we shouldn't be" or more likely this place should have been destroyed years ago he thought but dreaded the thought of the Commission finding another kid like him

× you question where you're going but he just smirks at you

× there's no people anyway but you avoid places where cameras are pointing at so it makes you feel suspish, but you trust #2 Hero's judgment; he was #2 for a reason, right?

× you reach a door with a sign saying Surveillance and you ooooooooh real smooth for a second, big bird brain there

× and he has no difficulty unlocking it with two of his feathers (him winking at you again, show off pt. 2)

× you're basically ordered to look-out mainly cuz he didn't want you to catch a glimpse at the cameras; if the commission was doing this again, it should be Top Secret

× but what he doesn't fucking expect is to see you on the screen, legit full in the middle of the camera view (pls he cries inside why did u guys avoid all the cams–) and a tiny frame approaching you

× mainly same energy as And I OOP– plus moment of realization

× back to you: looking around super-sneaky until you hear a noise and you decide to explore around the corner but when you find nothing you turn around

× "Uhm, who are you?" you hear a tiny voice behind you and you jump in place because holy shit it was so quiet and now someone's there and you almost die of a heart attack

× turning around, ready to fight, you just find a tiny human being

× adorable human being with... weird similar eye-markings like Hawks and tiny, fluffy, adorable red wings

× you die in the spot cuz???????? adorable child cosplaying the guy you like?????????????? wait what? like? uhm bad brain bad

× so you just crouch down to his height and smile at the baby while he looks at you with big confused yellow eyes that are waaaaay too similar to Hawks'; and that freaks you out, did the mf have a love child or something because they're copy-paste

× "Are you my new teacher?" he asked again, small smile on his features and hnnnggg ♥

× but you shake your head, telling him you're just passing by

× he looks a lil disappointed but nods, fidgeting with the Endeavor in his hands, to which you laugh quietly

× "so you're a Hawks fan I see?"

× he blinks at you, golden eyes wide with confusion and he asks "who?" and u OOP–

× the kid knows who Endeavor is or at least has a plushie of him but is cosplaying as Hawks and never heard of him like??? unless??????? you calm yourself and chill because maybe he didn't know who Endeavor is and he thought it was a random toy and the cosplaying you had no actual excuse for but even worse when he just:

× "but I am a big fan of Endeavor, see?" he said, small excitement coming from him, toy still in his hands now raised in front of your vision, smol chubby hands hounding it safely but proudly

× hnnnngggg ♥ ♥

× "what's your name, little angel?" you ask him as you really try to connect the dots here

× "I'm Takami Keigo and I just moved here" he smiled at you so softly "I'm here to become a hero like Endeavor"

× you'd have to search for Hawks now because this was very, very suspicious but for now you just loved the little kid, deciding you wanted one (maybe you should snatch him 👀)

× and talking about your favorite winged hero, he was having a mental breakdown in the Surveillance room, no biggie; he figured it out while looking at the rooms on the screens, specially the training area, and then at his mini-self talking to you

× so he sends some feathers to you to drag you back to him discreetly

× nothing can be discreet with you because as you were telling smol Keigo that he's gonna be the best hero ever and so on, a feather tapped you on the back and you just screech cuz WHO DAT, you turn to see the feather and feel your soul coming back into your body

× but tiny Keigo sees it too and he's thrilled because look look i can do that too! but with smol feathers and your soul just departs from your person yet again

× because that ain't a cosplay

× that is Hawks.

× while you stop functioning as way-too-adorable-baby-Hawks uses his feathers lift the Endeavor toy to your hands, you just take it and stare

× "did you like it?" golden eyes shining proudly at you; hnnnggggg ♥️♥️♥️

× snapping out of it, you compliment him telling him he's the coolest while taking the toy from him and try to catch one of his feathers jokingly, making him do a cute giggle

× and Keigo, this time big boy Keigo is waiting behind the corner because he really doesn't want to be seen by himself? one feather waiting on the key set to delete all video footage, prepared to bolt the shit out of there yet... he was just waiting for something, not even knowing what himself

× yet he knew as you made mini-him (?) (he's still having an existencial crisis) laugh again his heart squeezes, but he doesn't have time to savor it anymore

× "Keigo, where did you go?" a male voice startled the 3 of you and you p a n i c™

× but not as much as big Hawks tho, he sends all his feathers to drag you away instantly

× the last image on smol baby Hawks is him being startled as he tried to reach for you as you were forcefully yanked away, a suited up man appearing, catching a glimpse of you for a second then alarms blowing everywhere

× Hawks had it all planned as he yanked you to his body, rushing towards an opened window, commanding his feather to delete the security footage and going back to him

× and when he jumped, you in his arms, you saw white again

× you both appear in the same location that you vanished from, just in the middle of the jewelry store as cops were walking around, secluding the zone

× Congrats, you gave the cops a frighten; good times 💕

× so you're in his arms (a g a i n but nobody's complaining 👀)

× and he just smiles down at you so tenderly you almost shiver in place, never seeing that face on him before and it makes you feel Things™, he just runs his hand on your shoulder blade as he wraps his wings closer to you two, cops just startled and confused but none of you cared

× you wanted to touch his cheek as you're finally embracing your feelings after what just happened

× you're looking at Takami Keigo

× so you move your hand and something falls out of your embrace, since y'all are high on adrenaline it spooks the f outta both

× looking at your side you see the Endeavor toy, a small, fluffy feather stuck in its small toy belt

× and you panic because yOu basically just fucking stole a toy from a little kid and you're about to tear up and he just looks at you with his brows raised cuz my boy wasn't expecting that

× "Hey, hey, it's okay" he says through a chuckle, stop being so adorable

× but no it's not okay? the smol baby loved Endeavor and you took the toy and you keep calling mini-keigo smol baby and Hawks' heart is playing heavy metal in his chest and he has this goofy stupid adorable smile on his face and

× he leans down to kiss you

× soft, sweet, he breathes you in yet keeps the smile on his lips

× "Mini-me didn't mind, I'm sure" (white lies, white lies)

× but you, all flustered, just panic again because AAAAA and you just give him the toy, telling him you're some years later but it's his to which he sees ✨ ✨ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ✨ ✨ in his mind around you while you ramble and talk and blush and oh god he loves you– wait what.

× "Well, little dove, I think I have some explaining to do" he whispered above your lips, taking in your flushed face (was living for the moment ngl) "How about we talk about it while we grab lunch? Hmm?"

× "I'd like that, Hawks."

× "Oh, when we're alone, you know what to call me." he whispered in your ear then turned to the police officers that just witnessed everything...

× wait, is that a crowd of people outside with their phones out?

× oh fu–

Look at this smol babey! LOOK!

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Alright, so I actually did this last night while I was waiting for the melatonin to kick in, and I couldn’t post it because Tumblr decided that I can only post once a month on the mobile browser, so it’s honestly really late. Anyway, spoilers for My True Identity! | Sanders Sides, which is also linked because! Snazzy.

**Reminder!!** These are just my opinions and feelings, and aren’t factual at all! There are also instances of tone indicators in different spots as well, as those are something I use frequently in notes and pm’s. I also tried to keep cussing down to an absolute minimum, but in cases where I felt it was better to not change it, the words will be censored. THis is also a direct copy n paste, all i did was censor things a bit better.

-holy SH*T stuffed animals!! yes!!

-"SNOOZE!" ndhfhfjfhdhdhdh moooooood

-oh that intro title was snazzy!!

-jdjdjdj ok i was not expecting immediate noise, i shall note that next video

-jdjdjdj same man, same. sometimes you can't help but over share

-i KNEW there was theater!! yes!!

-"do i really know myself as well as i should? " uhhh, technically the self is a projection and a social construct but does anyone really? (/hj)

-got distracted because dream lover started to play from my playlist so i was kinda vibing for a bit before i continued lmao

-"hello there class!" djfhdhjf l o g a n!!! yes!! class time!! we gonna learn some mf stuffs about ourselves today!!

-in all seriousness, learning is fun unless it's about me lmaoo, I'm the only topic i hate, as much as i talk about it

-"this is my intellectual side! every fact that I've ever learned."

"believe it or not i was quite the nerd in school! "

"I'm pretty sure that's a surprise to no one" lmfaoooOOO sjjdjdjd?? that's legit hella funny ngl?? reads like the last two brain cells but one is v drunk

-djddjdj the sass. why is. roman sassy.

-also fanciful?? wow that's a word!! i like that word, imma steal it /hj

-"what's going on kiddos?" JFJFJFJRJR KIDDOS. I LOVE THAT WORD SM. Y'ALL DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE THAT WORD

-"I also represent your unabashed love of dad jokes." ??? me??? mood???

-ok ngl that kinda self aware joke??? yes. yes. y e s.

-thomas points out that most people know him from vine! this is correct he made AWESOME vines don't @ me please

-jdjdjf r o m a n. just called thomas o u t

-yes i am still aware this is all one person shhhh lemme sort the stuff n do the things n make them just slightly separate from each other

-thomas is really good with his characters and my knowledge that it's all him will not stop my awe of how well the characterization is because the instant you see each side? you can immediately tell they are carried differently than the others. that is HARD and i will appreciate that

-hfjdje WAIT THEY EACH HAVE A DIFFERENT DIALECT. THAT'S SO????? RHRHHRNRNR THAT'S HEL L A

-"Wouldn't want to be our own villain, would we?" uh, you're not supposed to do that? /j

-jdjdjdjdjd ideal. i would also like that in a person. except less cartoons n more whatever obscure video i find. did you know that an ultra shortcut works by hitting all the correct key check points in the right order, but without doing it as intended? Apparently the boundaries can overlap and the game thinks you progressed correctly! i think the coconut mall ultra shortcut is the coolest and i wish we knew more about it. this has been mini info dump with james, thank you for tuning in

-patton: asks a deep question that takes a lot of self knowledge to answer

also patton: hey, we have the same glasses!!

-why is that me at 3am

-jfjfjfjfjfjfjjf?? he mentioned we may have harder questions about ourselves like our gender or sexuality?? i funkimg STAN sm

-"where do babies come from?"

"you're a father"

"well, i know it has something to do with storks"

-GOSH i love patton!! he is my official favorite now, i don't take criticism at all on this topic

-"Am i right tony?"

"not my name"

"then what is it?" jdjfjfjdjr me after i come out as trans n ppl don't know my name

- a a a smol hamster, a tiny ladsy

-"youtubes" djdjdn sometimes i say that, huh

-DHJFJFJR GUYS GALS AND NON BINARY PALS DJFJFJFJRJRIIEIEISISJDHD!!!

-the end card with patton??? a mood. a M O O D

(written: December 1, 2020, 23:49)