#narcos mexico headcannons

[narcosmx]

being the arellano baby and being into ismael "mayo" zambada would include (the wedding cont.)

a/n: has to get this out of my head and dump it here

okay i had this idea stuck in my head

the last part ended with this moment of like benjamin and ramon at odds

benjamin was out here trying to butter mayo up and have you dance with him and at the same time, ramon is sicking his dogs on you to keep you away from mayo

and if this wasn't the representation of your life, watching on the sidelines as like wtf while the boys make these decisions for you

and the idea that stuck in my head was just like what if in that moment you snapped

you had lived your who life being calm, agreeable and this, this just made you snap

so kitty is wrapping his arm around you, guiding you away from mayo who is measuring his next move and you just stop

"no, no, no dejame" you protests, shaking kitty off but when he comes off to grab you by the elbow that's when you truly fucking pop off

"no me escuchastes? get the fuck out of my way, en serio. i'm an arellano-felix just as much as my brothers are dont fucking forget it"

the fucking look on literally everyone's faces when you reminded people who's fucking twin you were

kitty lowering his glasses, giving ramon this look before turing to you with a little like damn girl smirk "orale, perdoname patrona"

i swear dina is in the background with this big ol fucking smile on her face

and you kinda turning around to mayo who is standing there with arms crossed shaking his head in lowkey amazement

"pues, mi princesa, por lo menos ya se quien realmente manda aqui" he teases as he reaches out to you with this little teasing look

you reaching out to grab his hand, him pulling you into him with much less hesitancy now and slinging his arm around your waist as he leads you to go dance

i just pout of getting to the dance floor and he bring you up against him gently, slow dancing to luis miguel and you just kinda melting into him

i'm screaming, head pressed against him and him leaning down to whisper something like "i could get used to this" or or something about like "quizas puedo dejar de ser mi propio patron, solo si tu eres la patrona"

i will never and i mean never get over the thought of mayo calling you his patrona because he will always defer to you

when they stopped the music to transition to the speeches and stuff, you and mayo being the last ones on the dance floor and you being pulled away by one of your sister

"ahorita te la regreso" she'd tease mayo and i just the logging looks you give each others please kill me

okay but then we get to that fucking moment in the speeches, where the poor fucking soul from the sinaloa cartel who was like "and a toast to the eight inches she'll be swallowing" or some shit like that

but could you picture if he added something about baby arellano too if he added something about "and i have some inches the youngest can choke on, don't worry nena"

i'm screeching at the idea of mayo slamming his fucking fist down on the table and standing to like death glare this man almost just almost as fast as ramon gets up to fucking take care of it

dina and benjamin escorting you to go sit down, mayo i just :(( coming over to you and reaching his hand out to caress your face making sure you're okay

thumb going softly across your cheek and he's searching your face "ay, nos encargamos de esto, no te preocupas, reina"

and him winking at you before turning and just casually walking out the door not far behind ramon and his juniors

why do i have this idea of mayo being the kind of man that would want to bring you out and have this piece of shit apologize to you

like holding this guys head up, blowing smoke in his face and being like "pidale perdon, mas bien ruega que te perdona porque yo no"

anyways i'll leave this here

[namorslutfanfiction]

Some Rafa Thoughts

Rafa has always been flashy especially now that he has money. He would want you to be a little flashy as well even if you weren't always like that. Especially when you're around the other narcos. He would want to show you off and make sure they know how hot you are.

Rafa loves weed but he also has a green thumb. He had a little garden at this mansion for flowers and vegetables that he worked on when the cartel business was getting overwhelming.

He would make bouquets with flowers from his garden for you, no matter how much the boys made fun of him.

Rafa is a complete baby when he's sick. He wants you to take care of him. He would play it up, asking for comfort and for you to feed him. Lot's of jokes about sponge baths because he's 'too weak'.

He's definitely a tits guy. Something about a tight dress and deep cleavage makes him go feral.

The man is insatiable when it's the honeymoon phase. He would take you anywhere, any time, no matter how public. You would be just as much into it. One look from you and he'd follow you into a bathroom or corner of the club for a quickie.

He's definitely got sub tendencies in the bedroom. Pull his hair, wrap a hand around his throat, tie him up. He likes to be controlled, at least in bed.

Jealous bastard that he is, if a guy hit on you they would get 2 chances. One where he tells the guy nicely to leave. Two where he makes a threat. There's no third time, just a bullet to the head.

He would want a girl who is a little sadistic. A little chaotic. Just like him. Sophia joked about Bonnie and Clyde but his real match would be more calculating, smart, and use Rafa's explosiveness to her advantage. Then she would reward him for a good job.

Rafa is so loyal that once a girl is connected to one of his men he doesn't see them as a woman anymore.

He's the type that if his friend's girl hit on him, he would pretend he heard nothing and would rat her out to his friend. He doesn't like cheaters.

He would be horrible at being a romantic in big ways. Candle lit dinners aren't his style and neither are big fancy parties. He prefers the small things. He would get you a book that you talked about and make sure its a signed copy. He would get you a necklace with your favorite bird because you mentioned it one time. He would make a weed specific to you and name it after you.

Rafa is good with kids because he's a giant kid. Bad influence for sure. Would sneak the kids sweets and help them stay up late. Until everyone gets punished including him. But he would be smiling and winking at the kids the whole time.

The man can't cook for shit. No matter how hard he tries. But the first time you make him edibles and he sees the possibilities he jumps in into figuring how to do it himself. Weed is his motivator. But you bond over the odd hobby of baking edibles together.

Rafa would hit on any girl he finds attractive regardless of a language barrier. The man knows he has game.

When he is feeling overwhelmed or scattered his favorite thing to do is walk the fields. Let his mind wander under the clear sky, surrounded by the things he loves most.

Rafa wanted to rule over more than just one field. He wanted to have more and he wanted his girl to rule over it with him. Someone who knew just as much about the business if not more. Someone who could balance his crazy with a little more tact. Felix would have liked that.

Rafa is so touch deprived. This man would cling to you. Hold hands. stolen kisses to every part of you. Always playing with your hair. Smelling you. He would gladly be wrapped up in your arms 99% of the time.

When he's high on weed he likes sex slow and drawn out and teasing. When he's high on coke he wants it rough and punishing and fast. He doesn't care exactly who is in control in either situation but thats the vibe he looks for.

When he's not high, which is rare, he likes a mix of both. He would want to make love to you one round, then begging for a break the next round. He would want you on top of him begging for him to cum in you, then the next time on your hands and knees while he takes you from behind and feels you cum around him.

Oh he marks you. He wants to leave love bites and bruises and he wants you to do the same to him. He would be so proud to show everyone that he's yours.

[hausofmamadas]

the way i flung my phone across the room at this new @thesolotomyhan content, i should be fully tranquilized and committed to a mental asylum at this point….

Just a few key highlights even tho i know there’s no one in this godforsaken fandom who doesn’t know how fucking amazing these hcs are of my main blorbos with some necessary visual aids:

Mín:

literally let out a quiet sob at the thought of him :(((( reminiscing his own wedding with you :(((( at dinas wedding :(((( like ay no

and him with his tiny little smile as he blindly searches with one of his hands to hold yours

him not letting your hand go since hes already threading your fingers together

Okay. But. This. The idea of- good sweet lordt the idea of him like feeling around for your hand without looking, why is that simultaneously the hottest and most soft-papi thing i have ever heard in my goddamn life

his arm around your waist as he leads you around like “te recuerdas cuando nos casamos tu y yo mi amor?”

ⁱᵐ sorry. Are you trying to fucking murder me? The thought of him leading you around the dancefloor. excuse. His arm around your waist at the wedding reception. This is a capital crime. This is murder.

Món:

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

hold on just ooone second, i need a moment to just recover real quick- okay. Okay, yeah, i think i’m good. But forreal, Món would 10000000% pitch a tent at the prospect of you sharing his last name. Like no matter how soft the concept, he is just pure, white hot, flaming sex, thru and thru and am living for it🤌🏼

Guero:

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

pffffffttt you will not get any arguments from a core champion of the Guerevolution (thanks be to pioneers @ashlingiswriting and @narcolini)

like you could move his hair para accomodarlo or just make it a little messy after he has it styled a little too well

wtf why is this one of the most canon-consistent characteristics i’ve ever seen for Guero in an hc

Miguel:

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

OKAY AND THEN SLAP ME IN THE FACE WITH THIS MENTAL IMAGE, THESE EARLY S1 MIGUEL VIBES, THIS LITERAL FUCKING PURE POETRY BYE

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 :) 

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[hibiscuswrites]

Strange request im sure, but could I possibly ask for a HC with Felix where the reader is younger than him and has colored hair like pink/purple and how he is in regards to that? Like how he behaves with her? You can ignore if you want to of course, i just figured since you have pink in your hair, you’d know what i mean lol Thank you either way!

This is honestly such a cute concept like 🥺💖 And I know exactly what you mean. Hope you enjoy it my fellow pink haired friend. And any other colors as well! I didn’t specify the color, only that it’s unnatural 😊

He thinks it's cute and lively

It's different, for sure, but it's a different that he welcomes

He's so used to the usual hair colors that as soon as he had laid his eyes on you, he had been drawn to you

Once he had gotten to know you, he found that your heart and love were just as refreshing as your hair

You were an amazing person

Spontaneous yet responsible, playful yet mature

Your age exposed him to things outside of his usual comfort zone

Showed him that it was ok to try new things

To step outside of the box sometimes

That it can't be all work and no play

It's something new and he welcomes it

He gets used to your signature color and that becomes normal to him

Other people’s hair sometimes looks boring to him now

He’s always been one to enjoy women getting ready and doing their hair

But he enjoys watching you do yours even more

How you maneuver the hair exactly how you want it to show off your color

He also enjoys watching you re-dye it

And sometimes he even helps

He may never admit it, but watching the dye get mixed up is satisfying and almost therapeutic for him like it is for a lot of us

Especially if you stick to pastels and lighter diluted colors

He offers to help you apply the color every now and then

He won't touch the bleach, he doesn’t trust himself enough for that

And he would never forgive himself if he fucked up your hair or damaged it

But he’s all for helping you get the back of your head and being your second pair of eyes

He also loves how it looks when you deep condition it, especially if it's long enough for you to wrap it in a little bun

He buys you little gifts in that color as well

Cups, bowls, sheets

He’s also grateful for his position on the hair color committee you’ve given him when you want to change to a new color and ask for his opinion

Don’t try and tell me that he wouldn’t buy you lingerie and a silk robe that matches your hair color exactly

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[nomoregoldfish]

Hi! Just curious will you be making anymore Narcos Mexico imagines/headcannons etc? THANKS!

idk, depends on how season 3 unfolds. pretty sure ACF will break my heart t.t

[narcosmx]

being amado carrillo fuentes' younger sister would include:

a/n: forehead kisses to the anon who suggested this

okay i love this idea

this idea originated from another request made where dina's bff falls for benjamin

but the idea of being amado's younger sister still had my wheels turning

so when i imagine amado being an older brother to you, he tries his best to be hands off

whether that's because he's too busy or he knows he taught you to be a tough bitch regardless his vibes are like

if you need me to clean up your mess, obvi i will but if you could handle your own shit that would be beautiful

like i talked about before, very gives you money and blesses you because at least someone should be having fun with his money

like i'm just remembering the times amado just looked at his huge ass house in like... disinterest and i see him using you to like live vicariously through your happiness

he might not be excited about the house but seeing you be excited about it is more than enough for him

so i'm just imagining you truly like being unleashed on mexico with whatever you could fucking ask for

truly a menace to society and men across mexico

which i think lends itself well to being best friends with ramon too can you just imagine the lady killer and the man eater teaming up

idk why i get man eater vibes from amado's sister, i just do

okay tell me why i have this situation stuck in my head

amado goes into this fucking night club ready to just like let loose you know

and he's getting a drink, scoping out who he's going to take home that night and right as he's about to swoop in with this one chick

he hears it, he hears a laugh that he would recognize from like 5 miles away

bitch wips his head around and sees you giggling it up in the fucking vip section with this guy

of fucking COURSE you would both fucking end up at the same club

and so he starts like barraling over to where you are, not even to fuck up the guy just to be like "what the fuck this is my place" because sibling dynamics never fucking die

so he comes over and he's giving you a what the fuck look and the guy next to you his eyes go fucKING HUGE

scared shitless that he just made a move on amado's girl and you just like give him a nod and are like "que pasa, hermano"

and he's about to go off on you and he just looks at this terrified dude and shoos him away "quitate, cabron" he like dismisses before taking a seat next to you

"what the fuck are you doing here"

"well not trying to have a good time but i guess you have different fucking ideas"

"this is MY place, i don't want to be taking care of you all night"

and you scoffing and being like "the fuck, then dont? or go find another disco"

i'm just laughing at the idea of like you swearing just as much as your freaking brothers

or or or another idea

okay amado complaining to you about how he's not getting acosta to go along with this fucking plan that he has right, talking about how he doesn't know how he's going to string him along to this

so you take it upon yourself to pay acosta a visit to smooth things over

just picture this as you will

exhausted pissed off amado coming out of his car and approaching acosta's place to be stopped by one of his men and being like "acosta is entertaning right now, he has a woman back there"

amado's like tired of this shit and demands to be taken over

he turns the corner and he sees you and acosta sipping on tequila just fucking laughing it up

and amado is like "what fucking woman, that's my sister"

"ay llego tontin" you greet, acosta fucking bent over laughing and amado is sitting there rubbing his face like what the fuck is happening here

but in the process, acosta is telling amado about how he should've told him he had a much prettier sisters with much better ideas (just amado's ideas repackeged to acosta) LOL

and amado is sitting there like truly what the actual fuck but i will take it

as you're walking out with amado he's like pushing your head in frustration "hoy si te pasaste de verga" he like whisper yells at you before turning back to acosta and being like "thank you" LOLOL

whispers someone tell me who his love interest should be

[iluvmasalva]

This is so good omg, poor moncito 🥲

YOU ARE SAFE

(Reader x Ramon Felix) PART 1

You had been driving back home from your 21 hour long shift at the hospital. Even after a long hour shift sleep was off the limit so you decided to meet up with some of your friends by the beach.

Driving down the road you kept singing the song playing in the radio tapping your hand on the wheel. You noticed in far distance two cars were stopped on the road and one of them was a police car so you slowed in case they stopped you to however the closer you got you realised there were people on the road.

You stopped your car a bit closer to them and immediately got out. Being a doctor means if you see an medical emergency you have to act fast even if you just finished 21 hours long shift. You saw a police officer and another guy laying on the floor. There was another man next to the guys that was laying unconscious.

'W-what happened?' You asked and the man looked at you.

'He got shot he got shot' was all her yelled and you kneeled to check the police officer. No heart beats so you moved to check the man but his friend tried to stop you 'No No I am a doctor let me help' you said.

He hesitated but let you check for pulse and he had pulse he was still alive 'he's alive help him up to my car we will drive him to the hospital hurry' you said and helped the man to grab his wounded friend.

After getting in your car you immediately reverse and hurried to the hospital emergency room. Yelling for them to help you get the injured man inside the operation room.

The nurse prepared everything and you rushed after getting ready to help whoever the man was. You thought it will be okay until you were told by the nurse that he had a bullet in his head. He was shot in the back of the head?

Hospital policy? 'A family member should sign a document for an surgery like this' said one of the nurses. You looked at her with wide eyes 'he'll die! We can't wait for anyone we need to get the bullet out or he might die'

You dealt with many bullet wounds but never in a head it was always assigned to other doctors but since there weren't any at the moment you had to do it.

You told the nurse to ask the man outside to inform the family members now and they need to be here to sign the papers but you will start the surgery.

It was a at least 4 inches inside the head and it wasn't the easiest of the surgeries you had done. It took 3 hours to be able to get the bullet out that had left several damage to the head, brain and skull. Your eyes kept shifting to the heartbeat monitor every other second until the surgery was done.

You took of your gloves and sat on the chair to catch a breath it felt as if you were holding your breath for the last 3 hours the whole time you were operating on this man.

Luckily he was stable and had to be moved to another room. When you exit your office a man and a woman were there to talk to you. They looked terrified and the first thing they asked was 'Is he okay? Is my brother okay?' The lady asked.

You saw that man from earlier and the you knew they were the family of the man you just operated 'Yes, thank God he is okay and stable we just need to do few check ups for his head to make sure everything is okay' you told them and they all let out a breath of relief with tears in their eyes.

The women held your hand 'Thank you so so much we own you-'

You shook your head placing your hand on top of her and smiled 'I am just doing my job Ma'am. Now would you excuse me I need to run the tests. Please have a seat and I will be back with you' You said and left.

The next 5 hours you run a test to another and they were disappointing. The bullet had damaged many tissue of the brain and it was possible that he might get paralysed, lose his eyesight and worst be brain dead. But nothing was clear to be sure you just had to wait and see till he wakes up.

You had informed them that it is not possible to meet him at least for the next ten hours. To let him relax a bit. You texted your friends to inform them you will not be able to meet them because you had an emergency call.

Walking out of the room to meet with the family you sat beside them 'will he be okay?' The man asked.

'He had a bullet wound in the back of his head it damaged severally. It is possible he might live but with complications such as blindness, brain damage and he might be paralysed. But I can't be hundred percent sure. All we can do is pray he is lucky enough to survive them all' You said and let the family to be alone and went to check on their brother.

You pulled the chair slowly and placed it right beside the bed sitting there to watch over him and the heartbeat monitor. The next two hours you felt your eyelids heavy on you. Trying to hard to sty awake but you failed and fell asleep on the chair with you hand on your cheek holding your head to the side.

The heart monitor kept beeping ringing in your ear and you felt it stop and you gasped jumping from your seat looking at the clock. Fuck you were out for three hours the your eyes shifted to the man on the bed. It looked as if he was waking up.

You check the heart monitor, still breathing. He is fine you told yourself and the man moved his shaking hand weakly he tried to grab your fingers as your hand was on the bed.

You carefully grabbed his hand with your other hand trying to make him let go and you did but when you tried to move you stopped, his bracelet had stuck in your white hospital coat sleeve. He groaned in pain 'You are okay. Can you hear me? You checked his eye with your little light, they were responding and his eyeball turned to your side. 'You are okay, you are safe. Don't push too much to wake up just relax' you placed your hand carefully on his forehead and he let out a relief breath almost scaring you that he might be taking his last breath but he relaxed on the bed.

You checked his heartbeat and waited a bit more just looking at him. You had stayed the night in the room check his heart monitor every other minutes. You pulled the chair closer and sooth his forehead repeating 'You are blessed, you are okay. You are safe' it qas what your mother used to say to you whenever you got sick as a kid. And you did it to your patients; if it made little you feel safe then why won't if help others?

The next morning he woke up again and immediately you reached the bed. Checking his eyes luckily they were responding to the light. He looked confused staring at your not moving not even a bit just looking at you. You smiled 'blink if you see me clearly?' You asked and he blinked twice.

'Good' you told him. 'Can you try to move your finger this one?' You slowly tapped qt his index and after seconds his shaking finger raised a bit. 'Do you remember who you are?' You asked and he tried to speak but couldn't.

'Blink twice if you can remember who you are darling' you said and he just stared at you. Oh no, you said to yourself. You sighed and tapped his hand 'well, Thank God you are fine I'll be tight back try to relax okay?' You told him and exit the room making your your to his family.

'He is awake-'

They all stopped to their feet hugging each other and crying. 'But I think he needs a time to remember correctly-'

'What does that means?' The man asked 'he didn't loss his memory did he?'

You shook your head 'It might be the case or it can be temporary. It is common to loss bit of memory after a severe injury. You can meet him though' you told them.

They all made their way to the room and you stood on the other side of the bed as they smiled at him standing on the otherside. The women bent down to his bed level. Taking his hand in hers and kissed his knuckles 'Ramon? Darling how are you?' She asked and he blinked at her then back at the man.

Ramon, his name.

His eyes lazing on him from the bandage. He tried to speak but not a word came out of his mouth and it was frustrating him and he started to breath hard. The women stood up and you check the monitor the  held his head carefully so he won't move around hurting his sticks 'It's okay Ramon, Relax calm down don't lush on your memory. You are okay you are safe just relax okay?'

His hands gripped on your wrist hard, he was burning hot. You tried to not freak out cuz of his grip instead you kept your composure and tried to calm him down 'Look at me Ramon, Look at me' You said forcing his lost eyes to meet yours. His family members were standing behind and the women was holding back her tears 'Ramon, I want you to stop moving and let go of my hand. Ramon, let go of my wrist you are okay. Relax'

He let out shaking breath and slowly loosen his grip on your wrist, he looked terrified. His eyes were pleading for help. You let go of his head as he stopped moving and too his hand in your tapping the top of his hand in comforting way 'you'll be fine, I will help you now try to sleep a bit do not push on your head'

He groaned and you shook your finger 'No, you'll hurt yourself more. Relax okay?'

@iluvmasalva2 @mar-de-seentimientos @masalvas-girl @morticiajaddams

[narcosmx]

“i’m not going anywhere” and “whether you like it or not, you're safest with me” for Ramon please boo 😭🥺💗

Protective Headcannon: Ramon Arellano-Felix

"I had everything under control, Mon, don't flatter yourself" you slur with a giggle as you let yourself into your home and nearly throw yourself on the couch. "Oh yeah, that's why you were cornered with those two guys closing in" Ramon answered, closing the door behind him as your best friend let himself in. You hiss out in disagreement and roll your eyes "Please, I could've handled those pendejos, I mean I did learn from the best" you reminded as Ramon pushed your legs off the couch so he could join you. "Is it so hard to just fucking stay with me?" he reprimands, bringing your legs up to rest on top of his. "Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know I was talking to Benjamin" you laugh out "Por favor, shut the fuck up" you tease, knowing that the last person you were going to sit here and be lectured by was Ramon. "That's not what I mean" Ramon groans out in frustration, averting your look and focusing on undoing the strap of your heel and getting them off of you. "It's just, whether you like it or not, you're safer with me" The way his voice softened when he explained, losing all of the teasing nature you would have previously expected took you by surprise. You tilted your head, trying to get a read off of him which for the first time was difficult. "I would lose my fucking mind if anything happened to you, I don't think you understand. I would fucking burn half of Tijuana down if something happened to you" Ramon pleaded, looking up at you and locking you in this gaze you've never experienced before. Sitting up, you lean towards Ramon, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek before placing your forehead against his. "But what about the other half" you can barely let out between giggles and before he could let out a frustrated groan, you lean forward to press your lips against his in a giddy kiss. A kiss that sobered the both of you in an instance, his hands finding their way to your waist as if they always belonged there. Pulling away, nearly breathless, you give him a sweet smile before pushing yourself off the couch. "Well, thanks for getting me home safe, you can go home now" you tease, winking at him as you lead him to your bedroom. "Oh I'm not going anywhere" Ramon nearly growled a familiar cocky smile not too far behind you.

[narcosmx]

"I hate the thought of other men touching you before me." And “you go near him again and I’ll kill him" with Mayo please!!!!! 💖💖

protective headcannon: ismael "el mayo" zambada

"You cannot be serious right now?" you accuse as Mayo slams the car door shut as he adjust himself in the driver's seat, his jaw clearly clenched as he gripped the steerign wheel. "Of course I'm serious" Mayo hissed out as he threw the car in reverse and started on the way to the home you shared. "That asshole touched you" "He hugged me" you exclaimed shaking your head, part of you annoyed he was getting so worked up about this innocent interaction and part of you reveling in the jealousy that was pulsating off of him. "I'm sorry that I dated people before you, god" "But you don't have to hug them" he replied with a soft huff, making you hold back a giggle as you reach out to wrap your arms around his closest arm. Leaning against him, you look up giving him your big puppy eyes which makes him instantly sigh in forced relaxation. "I just, I fucking hate the thought of other men touching you before me" he mumbles, placing a kiss on top of your head making you smile against his as you hid your face in your arms. "Well I'm all yours now" you reassure in a hum, raising your head to press kisses against his neck and collar bone which earned you a soft moan of approval from him. "That's fucking right" Mayo states with conviction as if trying to comfort himself. "And you go near him again, and I'll kill him" he finishes, only half kidding. "You need to calm down, bebe" you whisper against his ear, hands already wandering to undo his best as you place gentle kisses against his skin.

[narcosmx]

protective headcannon: ismael "mayo" zambada

a/n: based on the requested prompt:

"He said what to you?!" and "He won't hurt you again, I promise." and probably tw for like insinuating dv

"He said what to you?!" Mayo's voice boomed over the phone, you could almost hear the way his vein in his neck buldges with anger. "Please, Mayo, not now" you whimper back at him. Truly, you didn't know what came over you to call your ex in this situation. It was almost like muscle memory, you felt unsafe and maybe you unconsioucly knew only one person could restore that feeling within you. "Just..." "I'll be right there, mija" Knees up against your chest, you sat in the center of your bed focusing on your trembling breath. When you hear the front door unlock, you take a unintended breath of relief. Only one other person had a key to your home, and it was times like this when you were thankful you never got that key back. "Que chingados" Mayo murmurs to himself, stepping over the broken dishes and things thrown around the floor, before calling out to you. He turns the knob to your bedroom slowly and only peaks in, as if to reassure you it was really him. But once he saw you curled up, his stomach dropped nearly running to your side. The way you at first flinch away from his touch made him sick to his stomach at the thought of what you had gone through. What he had allowed to happen to you by pushing you away. "Mirame, soy yo, mi amor" Mayo said in a low and slow tone as he reached out his hand to which you immediately leaned your head against, nearly climbing in his lap once he settled on the bed. "Did he touch you?" he questioned after a moment of silence as he gently rocked you as he held you against his chest. "He just " you groan motioning to the door where the reminents of the fight you had hid behind, as if still trying to defend them. "He touched you?! He touched you" the difference in Mayo's breathing was apparent, noticing how much work he had to put in to calming himself down. "Sabes que, I'll be back" he starts to say as he stands but you grab his arm in protest, shaking your head meekly. "You can't leave me... you can't leave me again", he wears the way his heart broke into a million pieces on his sleeve. Nodding his head, he places a kiss on your forehead before insisting he steps out to make a call. As if he needed to hide what his intentions were from you. "'sta bueno, te lo encargo" he orders over the phone before coming back to lay on the bed, pulling you onto him with little hesitation. "He won't hurt you again, I promise" Mayo murmures, caressing your thumb against your cheek "I'm a man of my word, and when I said I'll love you forever, I meant it."

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protective headcannons: ramon arellano felix

a/n: i posted a post for prompts and got my request!! and maybe i'm a little too excited

based on the prompt: you're worried about me sleeping with other women? I don't want anyone else but you. That means I won't sleep with anyone else but you.

Your hand reaches over, eyes still heavy with sleep, and all you feel is the cool feeling of the untouched sheets on his side of the bed. Again. This hopeless feeling overtakes your sleepiness as you sit up enough to look around the room. Instead of being met with the view of your husband, you were met with your clock blinking some ungodly hour back at you. He hadn't called, like he used to when you first got married, let alone have gotten home. You'd be surprised if he made it home before day break. There is only so many times that you can reason your way out of the sinking feeling that overtakes you. You can only hold back tears so many times before letting your worst thoughts come to the forefront. You weren't stupid, you knew about how men treated women in the business. You'd seen the other wives bite their tongues knowing that their husbands had a girl in every other city they went to. But, Ramon was different or at least he was supposed to be. That's what he had promised, that things would be different but as you sat in that dark room alone you had trouble believing that. Before you curl into the fetal position you found yourself in more than often these days, you were startled the the sound of the front door opening and drunk lumbering towards the bedroom. Most times, you tried to feign sleep when he came home like this if anything to avoid the conversation that was fresh in your mind. But this time, you didn't. You stayed in your sport staring at the door as it opened slowly, Ramon still sober enough to have the mind to try to close the door quietly. Leaning over to turn on the light, you see him startle before he looks over at you with a weak smile. "Corazon" he murmurs "what are you doing up so late?" "Wondering where my husband was" you respond in a flat tone, not quite matching the affection he had dripping from his. "Pues, aqui estoy, princes" "How many are there, hm?" you interrupt, the words just falling our of your mouth. "What" Ramon asks in genuine confusion as he sits at the edge of the bed, reaching towards you with no response. "How many other women are there, Ramon? I'm not stupid, you're never hom..." "You're worried about me sleeping with other women" Ramon nearly scoffs wanting to laugh it off at first but then sees the pleading look in your eyes before reaching to grab your chin and force you to look up at him. "I don't want anyone else but you" Ramon states in a stern tone but you can see his heart breaking through the look in his eyes "That means I won't sleep with anyone else, mi reina, I don't see anyone else. I can't bring myself to think of anyone else. Eres mi corazon entero, eres mi vida and I'm sorry if I've ever made you feel like you weren't." Each word he was saying was punctuated with a kiss traveling up from your hand, up your arm and to your cheek before placing his head gently against yours.

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make up sex with ramón arellano félix would include...

a/n: yall are fucking feral for this man i love it anyways this was in my drafts. not nsfw...yet get to harassing me

so this inspiration for this came to me on one of my drives where i was blasting banda music as you do

and of course, i was screaming ya superame and this hit me okay

okay so quizas, los dos son un poquito toxic ve'da

like not unhinged, keying each other's cars toxic but like... jealous of anyone looks at the other a certain type of way toxic

so of course you get in your fights and stuff and you always say you're going to finally leave one another but wake up in the same bed the next morning

but like then it actually happens but not like leave and come back after a long weekend happen

but like, no matter how much it hurts you're going out with other people happened

so let me the set the scene for you

at the roxanne or christine whatever, somewhere these bitches own right

so as you would expect, mon has taken to drinking and doing drugs to mend the pain because baby boy can't cope for shit

can't cope with you not being there, can't cope with the fact that he ruined this, can't deal with the fact that he has to wake up every morning alone or even worse with someone in his bed that wasn't you

so obvi this man is drinking himself into the ground and of course being the tiniest bit toxica that you are you decide to go out dancing... at said club

and maybe part of it was just to rub salt into that wound for ramon or maybe you wanted to see if he still cared or ever cared at all fuck me

and i just the moment you enter the fucking club eyes are on you, well one particular set of eyes

can you just imagine ramon watching you walk in with someone from the VIP area looking over the like main dance floors and just pounding a fucking shot, immediately fucking going in for another one

and ramon is going through these whole ranges of emotions where he's like one minute pulling his gun out ready to march down to shoot someone in the face and another minute he's like pacing like no fuck that i'll show her, to like nearly crying i

and like you're dancing, with each song surprised you were able to get through it without interuption and a little disappointed about it too

and and then it starts happening right, mon throws down another fucking shot and is like fuck it, blooding boiling and fucking storming down the steps

he's parting dancers like the red fucking sea so you just see this figure b-lining towards you

and look i can just imagine the guy you came out with fucking hiding or running because can you imagine angry ramon coming barreling towards him

getting up to you, sweating and like heaving and he can't even open his mouth you're already face to face with him (more like face to chest) already laying in to him

"que parte no entiendes cuando te digo que no, la n o la o? tu tiempo se acabo, te juro que lla no te quiero ver"

and he just stops you right fucking there maam i just

"oh yeah, then why the fuck are you standing in my club right now, hm ? because you knew i was going to storm down here to get you, that's probably what you wanted isn't it" i just sexual tension you can feel it my dudes

you fucking scoffing at ramon can you hear me, looking at him in the eyes and audibly scoffing

"ya superame"

"do you think id be here if i could, mamita?" and then there's this moment where both of you are like waiting to see who is going to make the first move

but it's sure as fuck not going to be you so you kind of snatch your hand away and storm away

you driving home screaming some cortavenas from the top of your lungs i can't

then you pulling up and ramon's already fucking there leaning against his car like "you've always liked the long way home"

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ramon arellano felix having a breeding kink would include (nsfw) ...

a/n: aha hahahahha hahaha this is um... what i would imagine having a breeding kink woud be like since i certainly 100% don't have....one or anything

okay so i guess i'll explain what a breeding kink is in case you don't know

it's the sexual attraction to like insemminating or being inseminated ( yah know like creampies) so like there's a thrill in the risk of impregnating or being impregnated

frequently related to a dom/sub relationship as there is a lot of power exchange that goes into it

NOT THAT I WOULD KNOW IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM

anyways i can def def def see ramon having a breeding kink lets explore some reasons why

as i mentioned the power exchange portion like ramon is a jealous hoe and is all about claiming another person as theirs and really in his mind there is no better way to claim you than fucking pumping you full of his cum :) :) :)

the ultimate like claim on you and your body is fucking a baby into you aha aha

to have you carrying half of him, to breed you over and over again..

i can see this evolving out of a like dom/sub relationship because if anything else fucking mon gives me kinky as fuck vibes

i have stated this already but yeah he´s going to be the kinky one always trying shit out, 100% enjoys anal and face riding B TW

anyways

playful but stern dom vibes...lhighkey daddy vibes

like he´s a nice in between entertains you being a brat and giving in to you but with the pure shift of his voice he will have you like whimpering an apology

i see this also being a part of an actual relationship; while my bby seems to very much be a fuck boy i can see him deep down wanting someone he can rely on

someone to take care of him in the same way that he would take care of them... and kinda keeps all the kink shit for a serious relationship

so you better fucking believe that ramon doesn't even know what the fuck a condom is once he gets serious with you and comfy enough to like let his kink take over

like the first night you agree to it, holy fuck that is the hardest he's ever cum and bitch va estar mal acostumbrado

once he feels how your walls tighten around him when he fills you with cum, the way that you roll your eyes and do that little gasps when he's whispering in your ear he's going to pump you full of his kids, feels how your legs wrap around him when he tries to pull out when he's done, watching his seed trickle down your thigh....

he's a fucking goner he's convinced himself he physically cannot cum anywhere but inside you

i'm just imagining you on your knees, gagging on him and all of a sudden he tenses up and is like gently pulling you off of him

and you're looking up at him with watery eyes and pouty pouts like "did i do something wrong?"

and he's like "no, princesa, no. but you wouldn't want to waste daddy's cum would you? even if it is on your pretty little face. now go hop on the bed and spread nice and wide for daddy, hm? lets see how wet you got from sucking daddy's cock"

im cackling at the idea that ramon read in some like trashy magazine that doggy style is the position most likely to get someone pregnant

guess what position you're doing straight for the next like month and a half

this bitch is coming up behind you and bending you over whatever is closest to fuck you senseless.

wrapping his hands in your hair and pulling your head up so he can lean over to give you a kiss on the cheek and tell you how pretty you look for him

"mi princesa hermosa, and you're only going to look prettier with daddy's baby growing in your belly, isn't that right, preciosa?"

idk why im imagining this but every time before he's inside of you he always eats you out first, his little reward for you before you take all of his cum like a champ

holding your waist down as he fucking devours you this bitch does it for his own goddamn pleasure at this point

pleasure of seeing you lose your goddamn mind and

you cum on his tongue and he's all proud of himself and you're shaking having just like seen into another dimmension and he's like "now my babygirl and nice and ready for daddy's cock, hm?

can you say overstimulation

him pulling you away for quickie when you're out to eat :) :) :) or with friends or fam or stuff :) :)

and you walking around full of his cum smiling at everyone like you didn't just watch yourself get railed in the bathroom as he's pulling your hair to have you look up at the mirrior

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getting a call after the shooting at the christine would include...

a/n:ah um i hope this is obvious but this is an arellano brothers imagine bullshit so buckle up

so lets get this straight this shooting, this event SHOOK the arellanos to the fucking core

LIKE S H O O K

it fucks up their whole sense of security and grip on it in general so as soon as ramon and

and i def want to write a whole you being at the actual event but for this one i wanted the tense vibes after the shooting

because imagine all the fucking calls mon and min are making after this shit

benjamin

okaY so for this one, the relationship i am imagining is like either a marriage or a very serious and committed relationship because those are always the vibes that benjamin serves

min serves committed, faithful daddy vibes

and this is a call benjamin has prepared you for but you hoped and in reality had convinced yourself would never happen

you and min had become wrapped up in the sense of security that owning tijuana gave you

so when min calls you in the middle of the night, your brain is shielding you from reality

but as soon as you hear min's voice you know this is the fucking real deal and your brain goes from groggy to alert immediately

benjamin's voice is soft, slow probably to mask the shakiness in his voice and gives you very clear instructions leaving out as much detail as he can

he's lost his ability to physically protect you or at least he did in his mind so this is the last thing he can hold on to

"amor, something happened at the club tonight. i'm fine, you will be fine but i need you to start the plan. just like we practiced. i wanted you to hear this from me, not dina. you can do this. i love you more than anything. i will see you soon"

and he doesn't give you any time to ask anything, you're left staring with glossy eyes for a couple of seconds

but you snap out of it, because you knew what this life was about, what it brought and what you had prepared for

and you almost go into like an automatic state, not needing to think about it your body just moved you

you fly off the bed and open the door and almost immediately lock eyes with dina who is also rushing out of the room.

everything that needed to be said was said in the look you gave each other before dina starts to deligate

"you get the bags, and the girls. i need to get mom and the men ready" dina directs to no one really because you're already moving

back in the room, you put on your outfit, pick up the emergency bags, throw them at the nearest man and run down to the rooms

i just you and dina working together as this fucking boss ass bitch duo organizing everyone; getting everyone ready to leave

you don't even know how much time has passed but it feels like you just got everyone up and min's already pulling up in the car

you don't even notice when he pulls up, your brain is still in this fuge like gotta fucking go state

and i am just imagining is that when you both kind of let down the barrier of like this calm and collected exterior

min nearly steps out of his moving car and is yelling at the first man he sees like "donde esta, shingados donde esta"

you: not even hearing him because your brain is in emergency mode

and he's running around, in this little like choas of getting everyone inside the cars

but he probably sees you first, and you probably see him but don't process until he's in front of you and putting his hand against your cheeck and taking the biggest fucking breath

and you're just staring at him for a moment until you're like blinking away tears

and benjamin immediatly brings you into his chest, and burries his head in your hair as you just kind of quietly sob and he gives you besitos and whispers how proud he is of you, how he wouldnt be able to do this without you, thank you over and over again for holding everything together

but this isn't long lived, because the men are pushing the both of you into a suv

:((( min picking you up like where you wrap your legs around him and he carries you into the car

in the car, rocking you gently and rubbing your back as he calms down

whispering plans to dina because he doesn't want to put more onto you; you already had to carry a burden he never wanted to place on you

i am crying at him making the decision to send you somewhere else because he knows you shouldn't be in tj right now

eventhough he needs to save face, he's going to take every measure to make sure that absolutely none of this blow b ack touches you

and it literally nearly breaks him to have to tell you and leave you

and and you putting on a brave face for him

benjamin stuttering and struggling to get his words out because the last thing he wants is to be away from you right now

and you giving him this little smile and now you get to hold his face and being like "i can do this. i'm going to be brave, mm. ahora te toca ser el valiente" aH

ramon

n o pe that is all

lol just kidding lets get into this

so i very much imagine this being a like, becoming part of the family moment

you've been dating ramon for a while but you've kind of been afraid to ask about like how serious he is about this you know

like if he's actually thinking about this being long term, if he saw a future with you

and he's secretly afraid too, afraid that you are going to push him away when you see the reality of his life

afraid of you not reciprocating the feelings that are like overtaking him :( :( :(

anyways when the shooting happens, the first thing he is thinking about is you he's like fucking shaking with rage but he's also dealing with this pit in his stomach feeling of like... how does he tell you, how does he protect you most importantly

and honestly, mon is in panic mode, his brain literally cannot work because a million thoughts are ranging like i just see him being like this in an emergency

so of course, dina comes to the rescue and that post shooting calls comes from her

im imagining you were invited to benjamin's birthday but are staying somewhere else because idk staying with his family is still something that makes you nervous and if mon wasn't going to be there the whole time maybe not

so you getting woken up in this fancy hotel room or really i can imagine you still being awake and kind of being startled by the phone call

you can barely get out a confused hello and dina is already talking your ear off

"mija, something happened. i can explain more later but the men are going to be there in 15 minutes to pick you up. pack whatever you can and don't open the door until _________ gets there." (says name because she know she can't just say someone you recognize)

and you're literally like trying to understand and you're like "i - wha" and dina is like "this is what we need to do to keep us all safe, to keep our family safe. ramon will meet you at the location. please, trust me as your cuñada"

this probably isn't the best time to fixate on what she just fucking said but here you are like.... cuñada...?????.??? our family ... heart eyes

and dina is like "sta bueno?" and you kind of snap out of like the image you have in your head of mon talking to dina about you and are like "ye-s yes i'll be ready, thank you dina "

hanging up and like haphazardly throwing anything within reach into the suitcase

you nearly jumping out of your fucking skin when you hear the knock at the door; for a moment you kind of struggle afraid to go up and check and it not being who you were expecting.

another loud pounding on the door pushes you to your feet and you quietly make your way over and check the peep hole and your heart is racing

and you look through and see ramon on the other side with this like burning look in his eyes; something bordering on helplessness

when you throw the door open, mostly afraid that he'd break he door down if you didn't, relief washes over mon's face and he immediately brings you in for a kiss

"thank god you're safe, bebe. i was praying for you the whole way here. let's go, leave the bags the men will get them"

and you're still there like "dina said _____ was going to come get me

and mon's like "bebe i couldn't trust someone else to keep you safe tonight"

cut to ramon in the car like yelling at someone over the phone that his car better be fucking ready when he gets back "shingada madre si no tienen el pinshi carro listo para ir a recoger a mi vida les part"

and switch back to like mon being like "it was best for me to be here so you know you're safe, i know the first time is hard"

but you can't spend much time standing there talking; men are moving out of the room with your things, mon brings you against his chest and he's like "nos vamos, just hold on and follow me"

mon in protective mode to the fucking max, you pressed against hs body, hypervigilant, gun ready and barron covering him as he movs to the car

idk why anxious mon in the car shaking his legs as the other's drive, constantly looking out the back window and kissing your hand

mon would stay at like the hide out house ??? with you absolutely

will be by your side 24/7, he has armed security everywhere and he's still constantly packing

won't let you move without following you like a lost puppy

on edge mon telling you how much he loves you and that's why he's doing this

dina calling to check up on the two of you, mostly you because she knows how hard it is

i just sitting in mon's lap and him whispering about how he's more than willing to protect you with his life i

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being the arellano baby sister and being into barron would include (pt.1)...

a/n: deep sigh i had half of this done but i'm still getting used to my new keyboard and refreshed the page by accident so thi s is take 2/2 i fuckign hope

aokay so i do this thing with characters in shows and movies who are english second language learners where i score their english skills especially native spanish speakers

that is what the emphasis in my teaching credential is okay

anyways what this is amounting to is that from my research in episode 2 of narcos enedina presents as the one who speaks the best english

i would actually consider her like a 3/4 dependent on her writing abilities of course

anyways like min doesn't even attempt to speak english, mon is like a 1/4 maybe, i imagine pancha picked some up in prison but prison is also very racial and ethnic gang based mostly as a tool for survival

regardless endina speaks the best english and it isn't quite at the level of a native speaker yet

and barron seems to speak spanish well on a conversational basis and is aware of slang and stuff which shows a different level of understanding but it is still clearly a second lmnguage to him

the communication of ideas especially across languages is usually one of he most challenging paerts of language learning

and this can be pretty key while discussing things like strategies and plans you know

therefore, there needs to be the bridge in this relationship between the two languages... a true bilingual and that's where baby arellano comes in

baby arellano grew up when the family was making more money, not narcos money but better off than any of the other sibs growing up

therefore, to private schools you go! in a lot of areas in mexico, private schools are kinda the only options for a quality and priviliged education especially in the english language

so youve been speaking english and spanish ever since you were a child; spanish everywhere else and english at school

maybe you're at this point a native speaker or as close to a native speaker as can be ... regardless you have a command of english that surpasses your siblings and of course you're a native spanish speaker

i have this feeling that your role as the bridge between languages is something you stumbled into or like something you accidently brought on to yourself

i can see it happening as something in passing, let's say it was panchita's welcome home party at roxanne which is the first time you meet barron

okay i'm crying at the idea of barron's eyes immediately locking on to you as soon as he notices you in the club

like he's very quiet and observant, he can keep track of you slyly without anyone noticing but without any of your movements going unnoticed. that's what makes him valuable later

it happens that like barron, ramon, javier and pancha are talking or whatever and you're walking by and leaning over to give pancha a kiss on the top of his head or a slap really depending on how much of an asshole he has gotten to be in his like hour home

and you kinda step in at the right moment

lets say mon tells barron something and you can see it in barrons face that he is searching for words, like just going through the catalogs in him mind

and you are casually like "he said ___________, babe" and barron's response is kinda slow, only giving a small semblance of a smile and this like soft nod and thank you

and of course you wink back at him with a shit eating grin which is when pancha like cuts in and is like "this is our baby sister, try not to pay much attention to her. works for me"

but barron isn't processing any of this because he's just taking in you and your energy

and min being the cock block that he is probably sweeps in to lead you away by your arm

but this is where i can jump in to benjamin's original distaste and apathy for barron

as seen in season 2, benjamin is not trusting of barron and essentially calls him a gringo ... an outsider even within his own culture

so benjmain would not be very pleased about barron hanging out with you, around you, in your vacinity but then again when has benjamin being grumpy ever stopped you

you have learned to ignore the like "behave yourself" glares you get from benjamin as you begin to put yourself in more situations where you get to be the language bridge

you hang out more around pancha and ramon, using the excuse that like "fuck i haven't seen pancha in a while, this ugly bitch is my brother too"

and you keep giving yourself the role of this bridge whenever either side is lost for words... and i am just imaging you as bby arellano kinda getting frustrated and more determined

simply by the fact that you don't get a reaction out of barron like you would get out of other men

you're used to batting your eyelashes a few times and getting whatever you wanted

and barron's kinda just nods, smiles and looks away when you wink at him or give him little looks and you're like "UM HELLO"

but barron's not fucking dumb, he knows the importance of this connection to the arellanos and the distrust that benjamin holds

so going after the family bby doesn't really lend itself to that now does it

so he's just left almost stewing can you scream sexual tension because OOF

barron's eyes nearly burning into you and you begin to notice which means you dedicate yourself to making his job as fucking impossible as possible

aka wearing these...choice outfits when you go to the meetings to facilitate the language thing

this is probably when you start seeing barron crack; like hairline fracture...

you can see it in his facial expressions, in the way he looks at you and has this little smirk and shakes his head at you

in the way that his breath changes ever so slightly when you lock eyes with him

i ...just... shit whispered under his breath as he's finally like entertainhing your interactions turning in to like stolen conversations whenever you were well out of min's eyes

having to rush change subjects whenever mon or pancha came around

but this changes after the shooting at the christine

okay so im thinking im going to have to make a whole ass different post where it's like... barron protecting you at the shooting

but this .... is the events that cement's the arellano's and really min's trust in him

and whether it be out of fear, concern or just general over protective brothering, benjamin makes it clear to barron and all of the siblings you don't leave without being in barron's sight

and for the first time in your goddamn life you jump on min's rule like "you KNOW WHAT YES YOU'RE RIGHT"

benjamin is like "you're going out for a run? barron better be driving behind you" and you're literally like say less

and so of course your ass goes to put on your best ass defining leggings and the cutest top and you're like "i'm going for a run", locking eyes with barron and he tries his best to keep his expression under control as he nods, slowly gets up and is like "after you, princesa"

and as he's getting into the car and you walking past him and finally getting to see this fucking smirk on his faceb as he checks you out and is like "you really trying to get me killed, aren't you, baby" and you're just like "enjoy the show" as you staRT RUNNING AND OMG SHOULD I END HERE ILL END PT 1 HERE

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being the arellano's younger sibling would include...

a/n: i know it aint, i know it aint my unediting ass writing again! you know it's your girl . may be a little short but i am just dipping my toes back in. paciencia mis amores

okay but imagine being the arellano's significantly younger sister or as pancha likes to call you "the accident"

like the rest of the siblings are like in their preteens and teens at this point even javier is in double digits

then momma arellano is like surprise shawties???

and at first benjamin and dina are like ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME MOM FUCK THIS YOU GOT US FUCKED UP IF YOU THINK WE'RE GOING TO RAISE ANOTHER ONE OF YOUR KIDS MOM

then your born and your mom can barely pry you out of benjamin's arms, he's just staring down at you like your god's gift to this fucking earth

whispers imagine being the families rainbow baby ANYWAYS

with that being said, you are obvi the princess of the fucking arellano gang

i need everyone to FUCKING RECALL EPISODE 2 DID WE ALL SEE HOW PROTECTIVE THE BOYS ARE OVER DINA

SCARY PROTECTIVE OLDER BROTHER VIBES, THAT I FUCKING LIVED FOR

and that's mon's older sister, can you imagine how fucking hard he would go for his younger sister??? for his nena ??? i don't think you comprehend this

but also the softness that all the brother's bring that i just ugh chef kisses get this guys

benjamin lowkey sees you as his first child, let's be real. his first like soft love. first like oh shit i love this child more than i love myself moment. i cry at the idea of like at a very young age, benjamin would bring you home flowers and he'd tell you and show you how gentlemen should treat you and carries on the tradition to his own daughters

dina sees you as like her mini me, she's taken you under her wing since the moment you could walk; typical like cool older sister that gives the best advice, talks benjamin down when you fuck up and sees so much more in you than you could ever fucking imagine. you are the embodiment of her dreams and all this family worked for.

ramon sees you as his partner in crime; you're attached at the hip with ramon since you're a baby. he's the brother who would sit on the floor and watch cartoons with you, piggy back rides everywhere, pick you up from school early to fuck it and have ice cream, but also above everyone the most protective over you. no one and i mean absolutely no one can say shit to you, about you, around you. ramon would die for you bitch you are the only reminder that this world is good and he has good left in him. he wants to live up to the ideal you've had of ramon since you were like 5

and panchita well he's the typical older brother; he convinced you that you were actually adopted, encouraged you to do stupid shit so he could laugh, launched you into pools (idk why i have the vibes he taught you how to swim), wwe body slammed you into the couches, dropped you once and got jumped by ramon for it, but would die for you. no one can potentially put you in danger BUT ME

the idea for the roxanne; well it was actually dina's idea. mom and dad 2.0 aka dina and min noticed you snuck out one night. benjamin is FLYING OFF THE FUCKING HANDLES and dina always the cool and collected one is just like we just need to make the place to be in tj a place we own. at least you'll know she's safe bacause she's not just going to stop when you blow up on her, she'll just get better

and hence the roxanne was born and like the place to be in tj, plus you don't have to pay for shit, plus vip treatment a huevo

just being a spoiled rich bby once you get older i am crying them giving you everything they couldn't have at that age

having a guard with you 24/7 like you literally joke to mon that you might as well put one literally up your ass because they are everywhere

going out for a morning jog, not without the car trailing you. going shopping? barron's coming and OH OHOHO we will get to him later because picture this you were growing up while they were making money, you went to private schools and obviously learned english... and barron originally didn't speak much spanish and you being the line of communication... i digress

the junior's are a gang of your professional bitches essentially i live for it but kitty doesn't complain about going shopping with you because he lowkey lives for it (whispers so does mon)

throwing big ass house parties i just the glam life GUYS THE GLAM LIFE

did i mention protective older brothers? if a guy; boyfriend, guy your seeing, random ass guy even raises their voices at you they have three men breathing down their throats, mon has a gun pointed straight to their fucking head and dina is ready to chop this man's balls off and make him eat them

just guy drunk or high off his ass harrassing you and it's literally just mon coming up from behind him with this fucking sadistic grin on his face like "how about you apologize to my sister and i'll consider making out little talk outside quick"

but part of me is also here for you fucking mirroring ramon's sadistic smile and luring the guy in for a kiss and you fucking smash him with a bottle and throw his ass to the floor, heel on his throat like "i don't fuvking think you know who you're talking to" and RAMON IS IN THE CORNER LIKE WHAT THE FYCK FUCK YEAH AND DINA IS LIKE THAT'S MY GIRL AND BENJAMIN IS SILENTLY SMILING proud girl dad moment

"mon get this piece of shit out of my sight" and he's like "a tus ordenes, mi reina" like bow as he drags this poor poor soul away

and this is where i debate your roll in this org

because i can see benjamin wanting you straight ass out of it and dina at some level does too for plausible deniability you truly don't know shit so the government can't come after you

but part of dina and mon also want to groom you into the business; you've grown up around it, you know how it works, you're a fresh set of eyes and ideas and the police aren't on your ass

and panchita is like motherfucker aren't you like 5

idk why i feel the need to add this here but benjamin is 40 putting you in your mid 20s btw

anyways i also think this would make a sPICY backstory for a love interest

barron is an obvious one which could be suPER FUCKING FUN because you obviously spend a lot of time... a... lone... together

mayo is an option and they could see it as a way to connect mayo to the org

or or or dare i say the most forbidden of them all...

chapo

anyways more later ahahah tune in next time to my late night rambling