#OC Cynalena Reyes

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Cynalena ‘Cyn’ Reyes

The youngest Reyes sibling. 

“I stopped being a child the minute you got locked up, actually no, from the day mom died. You and Angel made sure of that.” 

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Pottery

Angel Reyes & EZ Reyes & Sister OC Cynalena ‘Cyn’ Reyes

Day 15 from these April Prompts: “Pottery”

Summary: The youngest Reyes sibling deals with the death of her mother and the effect that has on each of the Reyes men. 

A/N: I apparently love to give funeral backstories to sibling OCs I have full multichap stories for. I have a whole nestor x cyn story that I’ve been working on and hope to post sometime soon, but in the meantime enjoy this little back story of her life with her brothers. 

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: All my fics are 18+ regardless of content. Mentions of death and blood. Angst, a whoooollleee lot of it. 

Mayans Taglist: @justreblogginfics @drabbles-mc @narcolini

The house was empty. Not physically by any means. There was furniture throughout, pictures hung along walls, some older, some newer. There were even signs of life, keys hung on hooks that were conveniently placed near the front door, shoes tossed around underneath in an untidy pile, and finally a chair pulled out from under the table, like someone had just gotten up and was expected to be back. But unfortunately, no one was expected to be back in that seat. Which is why the house felt empty. 

Cyn stood at the front door taking in the emptiness, staring at the chair right hand to the head of the table, taking note of the plate full of crumbs and mug that had dried coffee stains in it by now. It had been 3 whole days since her mother had passed but each one felt like an eternity. 

The first day was when she found out, the numbness hadn’t hit anyone yet, the shock was still prominent. Each member of the Reyes family trying to wrap their heads around the news, except EZ, who was there. Who saw his mother laid out on the ground, the blood leaving her body. EZ had hit numbness the minute the paramedics pronounced her DOA. 

The second day was when everyone else was caught up to the middle Reyes sibling. That’s when the quiet overcame them, no one had much to say. The only chatter in the house was Cyn who ended up putting together her mother’s memorial services. It was very much a ‘if she didn't do it, it wouldn’t get done’ situation but she took the opportunity to really just dive into it, push the grief and mourning aside and just busy herself. 

The third day was the day before the services. There wasn’t anything left to do which is what left Cyn standing in the house she was currently growing up in, just barely 17. She stared at the dishware for a moment before making her way through the living room and into the kitchen. There was no sign of anyone being in the home, but she knew her father was probably laying in bed, it took him two days to even enter the bedroom, let alone sit in the bed he shared with his now late wife, but once he did there was no getting him out. 

Cyn looked around at the kitchen, her face filled with sadness but also a tad of disgust when her eyes roamed over the misplaced stack of dirty dishes and trash bin that was overflowing. After a quick deep breath, she decided to fill her mind with more busy work. Cleaning the dishes, taking out the trash, clearing the dining room table. Her last task was washing the blankets from the living room, figured she could at least swap out whatever her father was using in the bedroom with a clean blanket. As she was taking things out of the dryer she heard the front door close rather loudly followed by heavy footsteps. Angel. She knew each of her brother’s footsteps, she had come to learn through the years of them sneaking in and out of the house. Angel’s were heavy even when they wanted to be soft and secretive, while EZ’s were more calculated, like him. 

She peaked her head around as she folded the last blanket. Angel caught her movement and nodded his head toward her. 

“Sup.” 

“Hey, where’ve you been? Where’s EZ?”  Cyn picked up the blanket she was going to bring in for her father and folded it over her arms so it was cuddled in front of her.

“What is this, 20 questions?” The sound of the fridge opening echoed in the house as Angel opened it. 

“I just figured we could go over the schedule for tomorrow.” Cyn walked into the kitchen beside him.

“Schedule?” Angel frowned. “We get her ashes, we spread her ashes, and then we drink at some shitty restaurant afterwards with people we haven't seen in years telling us how sorry they are for our loss.” 

Cyn wasn’t going to argue with her eldest brother, she understood they were all hurting and Angel had a tendency of acting out even on a good day. 

“Pops hasn’t left the room, I’m not even sure if he’s eaten.” 

Angel popped open a beer, “He’s been drinking though, there’s only 6 beers left, I bought a 24 pack yesterday.”

“I had a couple,” EZ said as he entered the kitchen from the back door. “Needed to get out and get some air last night, took some with me.” 

“A couple? You took like half the fuckin’ case,” Angel snapped. 

“They’re in the family fridge, figured they were up for grabs.” EZ shrugged his older brother off. 

Cyn knew what was about to happen, she’d seen her brothers argue with each other time after time. 

“Family fridge? What the fuck is that?” Angel was shutting the fridge. 

“Do you want me to pay you back, Angel? Fifteen fuckin’ dollars for the case of stale ass miller lite?” 

Angel scoffed and ushered out the kitchen chair and sat down abruptly. “Man, shut the fuck up.” 

Cyn quickly brought herself into the conversation in hopes to de-escalate it. 

“I cleaned up, Pops–”

“You what?” EZ turned to her, his eyebrows frowning while his eyes were wide. His head snapped as he rapidly moved through the house leaving Angel and Cyn alone in the kitchen looking at each other in confusion. 

He stomped back into the kitchen, practically running to the microwave and looked at it displaying the time. 

“Why would you do that?” His voice was nervous, but scaringly loud. 

“What? Clean?” Cyn frowned, a little bit of attitude dripping off her voice. 

“The microwave had 3 seconds left on it, she always left it at that when she’d reheat her morning coffee,” EZ was moving just as quickly as he was talking. “You washed her blankets and cleaned up her mess, those were the last things we had of her.” 

EZ’s voice was starting to become more shaky as it raised at his little sister. Cyn stared at him, shaking herself because this was one of the handful of times her brother ever yelled at her. They were close, not just in age but also as siblings, Cyn even considered him a friend. They went to school together, they talked all the time, he knew the girl, and yet he stood there, during one of the most heartbreaking times of their lives, losing it on her. 

Angel spoke up. “You sound fuckin’ crazy bro.” 

“Me? I’m crazy? At least I’m acknowledging she’s gone, you’re in denial and Cyn’s trying to be her.” 

Angel saw Cyn’s face drop, the pain of EZ’s words slashing through her like a knife. 

“Yo. Watch it.”

Angel stood up, still towering over EZ in height. 

“Come at me all you want, but don’t come at our baby sister on some bullshit.” 

EZ got up in Angel’s face, not letting the height the eldest Reyes had on him sway his ego in the slightest. “I’m doin’ for this family, what it can’t do for itself.” 

“What the fuck does that even mean, bro?” Angel was frowning down at EZ. 

EZ didn’t answer, he just stood there for a couple seconds before he turned away and walked right back out the door he came through. 

Cyn felt her stomach fall into a pit, the tears were welling up in her eyes. She was staring empty out of the kitchen window, the words of her brother still sitting fresh inside her brain. All of them, not just the ones that were directed at her. It was the moment she fully realized she lost what she had with her brother. He was no longer her friend. The only thing connecting them now was blood and that even felt shaky. 

Angel’s hand on her shoulder caused her to jump and turn to him. “Don’t let his dumb ass get to you, he’s all fucked up from seeing it all go down.”

“Wouldn’t you be?” Cyn’s voice was pointed. Old habits die hard, she tended to always take EZ’s side growing up because he always had hers. She felt like she needed to defend him in this moment. 

Angel’s hand fell from her shoulder at her response and she immediately back tracked. “Fuck, Angel. I’m sorry.” She shook her head. “I’m fucked up too.” 

Angel nodded, his face solemn as he chugged the rest of his beer and placed it empty on the table. “I gotta head out, I’ll see you tonight or tomorrow morning or whenever, just text me the details for the service.” He was placing a quick kiss to her head and making his way out the same door the other Reyes brother had just left from. 

“Angel.” Cyn called out, taking one step forward but it was too late, he had already left. Her head fell in defeat and her eyes closed for a couple seconds before she processed everything. After a deep breath of accepting everything, she shook it off, grabbed the empty bottle, threw it in the recycling and walked over to her parents bedroom with the blanket still draped over her arm. 

She lightly knocked on the door, waiting for a response but opened it even without one. 

“Pop?” Cyn peeked her head in and saw him laying on his side in bed, the blankets were moving up and down from Felipe’s breathing, which gave Cyn a slight bit of relief. She moved into the bedroom swiftly, not wanting to disturb him much more than she already had. 

“I have a new blanket for you. Fresh from the dryer so it’s still warm.” Her voice raised in a hopeful tone, thinking maybe that fact would bring him some type of comfort. “I’ll leave it here at the corner of the bed.” She placed the blanket down gently and moved to grab the empty glasses and plates that were in the room to move them to the sink. As she reapproached the bedroom door, she turned and spoke up. “I’m going to be heading down to the crematorium, we’re picking out an urn for them to place Mom’s ashes in. I told Angel and EZ about it but I have a feeling they’re probably not gonna be able to make it, but I just wanted to let you know, in case, but no worries, i can handle it. I’ll pick up dinner on my way home, too.” She felt herself rambling, her father wasn’t much of a talker usually, but the silence felt worse these days. “Um, alright. I’m gonna head out.” She started to close the door but then opened it again. “Love you.” It was said at that same hopeful tone as earlier but this time she was closing the door before she could be let down by his lack of response. 

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She felt small staring up at the wall full of urns. She felt alone too. Her eyes were darting from one row to the next, taking in all the urns, some made out of ceramic, some handmade in Mexico, some porcelain, some marble, metal, and even glass. Scanning them all trying to pick one for her mother was seemingly difficult, her mind was scattered all over the place. 

“That one.” Her father’s voice startled her. Turning her head she saw him standing next to her, pointing to the handmade and hand painted urn on the second shelf. It was black and clay coloured with accents of blue, green, orange, and yellow as flowers and patterns along the body of the urn. It felt like Marisol. Cyn actually was wondering how she had completely missed it. 

Cyn nodded and got one of the operators of the crematorium to assist her in the purchase. Her father stood outside and waited for her to wrap up, it was probably his first time out in fresh air since the day everything happened. 

“You want to walk downtown and grab a bite?” Cyn asked as she approached her father. Her face wasn’t looking at him as she asked, she was too busy fidgeting with the receipt into her bag to notice he was in his own world. 

“You’re not replacing her, you know.” Felipe’s voice was raspy and low as he spoke. 

Her face snapped up to see him staring into the sky. 

“I heard what EZ said. You’re not replacing her.” This time Felipe’s voice was more stern. 

“Thanks.” She wasn’t quite sure what to say here. 

“You should leave.” Felipe looked over at her now. 

“Alright, I’ll bring food home for you.” Cyn didn’t take his words to heart. 

“No, Cynalena.” Her full name left his mouth. “Leave Santo Padre.” 

Those were probably the heaviest words she heard all day. She didn’t respond. Not just because she didn’t want, but because she had nothing to say. 

“The service is at 11AM tomorrow, I’ll let EZ and Angel know. The word has spread to the family, everyone who needs to know, knows. Love you, Pop.” She kissed the side of his head and made her way in the opposite direction, not taking a second to look back at him but just keep walking forward. 

Her footsteps stopped and she looked up to see a neon sign turn on. Dusk was approaching so the moment it turned on and illuminated onto her feet she was looking up at it. Her gaze turned to inside the tattoo shop in front of her and before realizing it, she was inside and on the chair getting something permanently on her skin to commemorate something she wanted to permanently forget. 

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All works are 18+, minors do not engage.

Fandoms below the cut: Mayans MC, SOA, MCU, The Punisher, Bridgerton, Outer Banks, Narcos, Stranger Things, The Last of Us, The Bear, and The Mandalorian, The Rookie, and 9-1-1. 

Requests are open! 

📖 - Multi-chap/ Multi-part

Mayans MC:

📖 Contaminated - Dad!Bishop Losa & OC Lara Losa / Angel Reyes x OC Lara

Seen - Dad!Bishop Losa & OC Lara Losa / Angel Reyes x OC Lara

Family Night - Ez Reyes & Angel Reyes & Sister!OC Manny Reyes

Break in - Bishop Losa x OC Manny Reyes 

Cold - Nestor Oceteva x Galindo!Sister Reader

📖 Minimum Wage - Nestor Oceteva x Galindo!Sister Reader (Pt 1)

📖 Commission Job - Nestor Oceteva x Galindo!Sister Reader (Pt 2)

Stranded - Angel Reyes x EZ Reyes x Platonic!Reader

📖 New Years Resolutions Pt 1 - Nestor Oceteva x F!Reader

📖 New Years Resolutions Pt 2 - Nestor Oceteva x F!Reader

The Odds of a Jawbreaker -  EZ Reyes x OC Julia ‘Jules’ Silva

Pottery - Angel Reyes & EZ Reyes & Sister OC Cynalena ‘Cyn’ Reyes

Prank Wars - Angel Reyes x F!Reader

Moving Day - Angel Reyes & EZ Reyes & Platonic!OC Andrea Baros Motion Sick - Angel Reyes x F!Reader Mistakes - Angel Reyes & EZ Reyes & OC Rosario Reyes Tribute - Angel Reyes & EZ Reyes & OC Manny Reyes

Country Shit - Gilly Lopez x F!Reader Nice but Bad - Angel Reyes & Emily Thomas

Wanderlust - Angel Reyes (Mentions of OC Isabeth ‘Izzy’ Flores) Believe it or not - EZ Reyes x Nestor Oceteva

SOA:

Best Friend - Opie Winston x Teller!Sister Reader

Home - Jax Teller x F!Reader (Pt 1)

Riding with Angels - Jax Teller x F!Reader (Pt 2)

📖 Charming Life - Opie Winston x Teller!Sister OC Joanne ‘Jo’ Teller / Jax Teller x Gemma Teller x Teller!Sister OC Joanne Teller

Ivy Coated Castle - Opie Winston x Teller!Sister OC Joanne ‘Jo’ Teller

Fairytale - Jax Teller & OC Joanne ‘Jo’ Teller / Tara Knowles & OC Joanne Teller / Opie Winston x OC Joanne Teller

Graduation Day - Jax Teller & OC Joanne ‘Jo’ Teller / Opie Winston x OC Joanne Teller (Also in fic: Bobby Munson, Clay Morrow, Gemma Teller, and Tig Trager)

A Very Ugly Tie - Jax Teller & Teller!Sister OC Joanne Teller 

Flower Crowns - Happy Lowman & Daughter OC Scarlett Lowman

Chalk Drawings - Happy Lowman & Juice Ortiz & Platonic!Reader Jax Teller & Teller!Sister Reader Opie Winston x Teller!Sister Reader

Picnics - Juice Ortiz x F!Reader 📖 Maybe One Day (Pt 1) - Chibs x TellerSister!Reader 📖 But Not Today (Pt 2) - Chibs x TellerSister!Reader Never Okay - Opie Winston x OC Joanne Teller Bad Haircut - Opie Winston & OC Joanne Teller & Jax Teller

Marvel Cinematic Universe:

📖 My Best Girl - Dad!Tony Stark & OC Maxine Stark / Steve Rogers x OC Maxine 

Festival - (40s) Bucky Barnes x OC Adelaide Redi / (40s) Steve Rogers & Platonic OC Adelaide Redi

The Punisher: 

You Owe Me - Frank Castle x Platonic OC Ana Tyler

Synchronized Watches - Frank Castle x Platonic!OC Ana Tyler

Unfair - Frank Castle x OC Georgia Madden

Broken - Franke Castle x F!Reader

Bridgerton:

Already Said Yes - Benedict Bridgerton x OC Samantha Crown

Outer Banks:

When Summer Ends - Topper Thornton x Maybank!Sister OC

Narcos:

In The Midst of Chaos - Javier Peña x F!Reader

Something Borrowed - Javier Peña x F!Reader

What Friends Are For - Steve Murphy x Platonic!Reader

📖 Superhero - Javier Peña x F!Reader

History in a bar - Javier Peña & F!Reader Circles - Steve Murphy x Sister!Reader | Javier Peña x Murphy!F!Reader A Hole In A Shoe -  Steve Murphy x Sister!Reader | Javier Peña x Murphy!F!Reader Something Out of the Ordinary - Steve Murphy x F!Reader Stuck Record - Steve Murphy x F!Reader

For Old Time’s Sake - Horacio Carrillo x F!Reader

Foldin’ Clothes - Steve Murphy x F!Reader

Watching Time - Chepe Santacruz x Pacho Herrera

Things I Should Have Said - Javier Peña x F!Reader

Country Store Cherry Chocolate - Steve Murphy & Murphy!Sister!Reader For Old Times Sake - Horacio Carrillo x F!Reader

Stranger Things:

D&D Night - Eddie Munson x F!Reader Running Eyeliner - Eddie Munson x F!Reader

The Last of Us:

Midnight Movie - Tommy Miller x F!Reader

Let Me Come Home - Joel Miller x F!Reader

The Bear: 

📖 My Best Friend’s Cousin - Richie Jerimovich x F!Reader / Carmy Berzatto x Platonic!F!Reader (was originally a bunch of individual fics but I’ve combined them into their own multi-chap post).  You, Me & Italy - Mikey Berzatto x F!Reader Flower Shop - Richie Jerimovich x F!Reader

The Mandalorian:

The Long Game - Din Djarin x Pregnant!F!Reader

The Rookie:

Clean Cut - Tim Bradford x F!Nurse!Reader

Earthquakes and Promotions - Tim Bradford x F!Nurse!Reader

9-1-1:

Backfired- Eddie Diaz & Sister!Reader

Gilmore Girls:

Jane Austen and a New York Bench - Jess Mariano x F!Reader

Crossovers:

And You? - Jax Teller & Steve Murphy