#pacho/javier

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Okay but like imagine *giggles like a school girl*🤭 what if Javier had also another female younger agent working with him?

And Judy teasing Pacho cause he has heart eyes already? I mean we've all seen how sarcastic he is towards her..😂 ( the epic one- liners are to die for).

I imagine him telling her off or threatening her 👀

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Narcos Incorrect Quotes

Day 11 of Narcoctober- Create a non-visual, non-fic fanwork: quiz, game, playlist, incorrect quotes.

[at Horacio's funeral] Javi: places his hand on the headstone and sobs Javi: How could you do this to me? We are so understaffed. Javi: On a scale from “damn Daniel” to “fre sha vaca do” how are you guys feeling? Trujillo: I’m in between “it’s an avocado, thanks” and “how did you defeat captain america” but as a solid answer I would say “I don’t need a degree to be a clothing hanger.” Murphy: Probably “road work ahead.” Carrillo: I speak multiple languages and this is none of them. Felix: You know, guys are kind of scared to talk to y– Maria: Good. Connie: Thanks to Steve, Olivia has taken up swearing. Connie: Yesterday, she referred to bedtime as a ‘fucking crisis.’ Pacho: I’m not interested in being polite or heterosexual Javier: I think you made them anxious. Steve: Oh yeah? Well that’s because they’re all a bunch of bitch ass white boys. Javier: I hate to break it to you, but you’re also a bitch ass white boy.

Maria: The term girlfriend implies the existence of of a girlfoe. This is a service I am willing to provide.

Rafa: People say “forgive but dont forget”, but I forget but dont forgive Rafa: I’ll be walking around town like I don't know your name but I know a BITCH when I see one

[gunshot] Amado: So sorry, new ringtone.

Javier: I sort of did something and I need some advice, but I don't want a lot of judgment and criticism. Carrillo: And you came to me?

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Handsome men from Narcos

[k03lover]

Narcos / Narcos Mexico- La Vida (Fem-OC)

Isa Marina Ramos Bayona was the daughter of Lupe Christian Ramos Bustos y Maria Pita Bayona Solorzano. She was their perfect daughter, always striving to learn more and truly study in school. So, when Isa had gotten approved for a student visa for a university in Texas, they weren't all surprised. They were, however, surprised to find that she'd be an art student studying film, of all things. Her parents couldn't fathom what she could film, that could ever possibly earn her enough money to make a living. However, they were proud anyway. They supported her as her father took on to growing what Americans know as 'weed', otherwise known as marijuana to try and help support Isa and her dreams of American schooling. What Isa didn't know couldn't hurt her, right? Right?

Within her first year of university, she made friends with all the officers in the city. They seemed to love her respect for the law even as an immigrant, along with her very outgoing and kind personality. Her English was what caught them off guard. She barely had a Spanish accent when speaking in her second language, though to her, it was less an accomplishment. Her parents had introduced her to many white foreigners when she was younger. They always loved taking her around with them as they visited different parts of Mexico, allowing them a translator and her parents a free babysitter. These white couples would teach her more and more English as she grew up, and in turn, she would speak on their behalf, so they didn't get overpriced merchandise and translate for them.  To Isa, this was embarrassing to talk about, so she simply didn't. 

It helped when she was in Texas that she already knew english. It helped when she was able to learn the Texas Accent when she traveled around. It didn't help that when she was so... extraverted. It led to her meeting many people. Many of them police officers. She loved making new friends and feeling like she herself was a good person because the people she surrounded herself with were good people too.

She was never very outgoing in her hometown. Sinaloa was never the best place to be so talkative. She stayed with her parents and helped around the house when she wasn't studying. But in Texas? She was able to go on dates, and most of the time, the men asking her out were the police officers she made friends with along the way.

Within her first year of being a film student, she'd made a documentary about Police Officers. Focusing on their traumatizing experiences within interviews, she was able to make a masterpiece regarding their mental health and the stigma around them. While living in America, she was able to appreciate their law enforcement. How their system worked and how much they truly had to go through that most civilians couldn't understand. She pitied the officers for having to see so much death. For having to compartmentalize everything they witnessed on a daily basis.

In her second year, she was home sick. Ready to get her associates degree and go home. Her homesickness didn't discourage her from falling in love with one Officer Thomas. She thought he was kind. He had the prettiest blue eyes and fluffiest blond hair. After many dates and sleepovers, she'd finally shown him pictures of her parents waiting back at home for her. They'd joked about a 'zombie apocalypse' and what they would do. What she wasn't expecting was for Officer Arthur Thomas to joke about how she should leave her family for dead. How her parents were fat and only he would truly be able to protect her. She felt disrespected and disgusted by his words as she plastered a fake smile on her lips paired with a fake laugh. Though it seemed he never noticed. She was glad to be going home. Ready to avoid any more Gringo's and their bad humor. The disrespect they think is normal.

Not long after she got her associates degree, she practically ran away back to mexico with a note to Arthur that she didn't think they were a match. A giggle as she had thought about how she had written it with his own pen and paper, left in his mailbox, her name signed at the bottom with her signature 'xoxo'.

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'Papa?' I ask as I close my car door and walk up to the front entrance of the house.

Silence is all I'm met with as I open the squeaky door. Concern filling my eyes as I look at the door on its hinges.. Mama would've forced mi papa to fix that by now. She'd always hated unnecessary sounds, made it a habit to either fix it herself or force my father to make it stop.

Slowly I walk through the house looking for them. Anxiety filling my chest as the only thing I can hear is the creaking of my steps against the old wood floors.

It wasn't long until I was outside again. My eyes on the vast land of my parents farm. It looked destroyed. Dead. Deciding against being in the dark, I walk out into the farmland.. Minutes of searching stretched to an hour... two hours. Until I found them. Laying there holding onto each other... their bodies covered in bullets. My eyes filling with tears as I scream out in agony. My daddy... Mi mama....

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I didn't take long to ensure they had a proper burial. Who knows how long they'd been there in the field like that? I held a sense of disgust I never realized I could hold for 'Authority'... The towns people who came to the funeral whispering about how Soldiers were killing and destroying all marijuana farms they'd found.

Let me explain this in simple words. A hatred grew in me that day. A hatred that made me want to prove to everyone that those of us from nothing, can be something powerful and great.

This is where my story truly began, its a story of guns and violence. Blood and gore. Love and war. A woman with a camera, me, and a thirst for more.

[missadangel]

Little Bird in a Cage (Javier Peña x Reader)

Part 7: He's questioning You.

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It was late in the evening, when you were walking on the street, heading to the station. You have passed by the station many times, but you have never been inside.

The DEA signboard reminded you of Javi. You didn't even know if he was here now, but he must be off duty at this hour.

You shook your head slowly, you had to focus on Caroline. But you had no ideas or plans either. You came here with putting everything on the line. It was just not you to sit at home and ignore all.

There was an armed guard standing, guarding at the entrance, you couldn't see inside clearly. You felt exhausted, you needed to pull your shit together at first, so you went to the nearest bar to take a breath, after all you walked all the way here. If your father couldn’t see your car outside, he might get suspicious.

Now he was thinking you were sitting in your room sulking -like always-. He couldn't say anything because he was already used to it.

The bar was crowded, so you sat near the window, so you could see the station’s entrance clearly. You ordered a drink, however, you couldn't see what was going on behind you because you were looking out the window and your head was full of thoughts.

At that time Steve and Javi were sitting at the bar counter, which was right behind you, but a bit far away.

“Is that why you didn't question her?”

“The chief handed it over to the other officer because I was leaving anyway. After the Cali cartel, these are the crumbs left behind, everyone wants a piece of the action.”

“The Salazars?”

“No, Pacho fucked almost all of them before he surrendered. The North Valley, I mean, they're not very ambitious, well not yet.”

“It never ends, does it, you squash one bug and another one pops up.”

“At least it's not our problem anymore.”

“Yeah for now.”

They clinked their glasses.

“Javi, hi, how are you?” Katie, Javi's coworker, was there too.

You looked over at the same time because you just heard his name. Your heart almost skipped a beat when you noticed him.

How long has he been there? And who the hell was that woman?

“How could you not call me after that night, I'm upset.”

Steve laughed, he was used to it. Javi rolled his eyes.

“I was busy, what the fuck are you doing in Cali anyway?”

You were about to cry with anger as she touched his cheek. Your heart was already broken after what happened, and now seeing him so intimate with another woman broke it one more time. Your hands began to shake as she leaned over Javi's lap and kissed him, suddenly you spilled your drink all over yourself. And tears began to flow.

That's all I need!

You quickly got up from your seat and walked quickly to the exit.

Even though you didn't notice him, Steve noticed you from a distance, wondering why this woman is crying, and then he recognized your face. After you got out, he stood up all of a sudden.

“Where are you going, Stev?” Javi asked.

“I'll be right back,” he said without looking at him and ran off.

Javi pushed Katie away from his lap.

“I'm not in the mood tonight, gotta go.”

Steve was out looking for you when you were cursing yourself because you couldn't hold back your tears. He heard your murmuring. He was thinking how to approach you, what to say.

He realized that you were the little bird. He'd seen enough of your photos in the files when he’s in Bogota.

You were trying to pull yourself together. To take a tissue you zipped your bag open but you realized someone extends his hand, offering a tissue. You couldn't see his face well in the dark, but he was a blue-eyed man with blond hair. You took the tissue.

“Thank you,” you said and walked away.

Fucking embarrassing.

Steve just stood there, watching you walk away, confused as hell, why were you here at this hour? Why were you looking at Javi and crying?

And why were you walking at the police station right now?

He put his hands on his waist, thinking what to do.

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When you entered the station, you were trying hard to get rid of your thoughts. Of course you were going to cry for hours when you got home, but you can't think of it now.

Paloma noticed you and immediately raised her hand to stop you.

“Señorita, you can’t be here at this hour, unless you've come to surrender,” she smiled.

You swallowed, “No, I'm here for my friend, Caroline.”

“Look, honey, it's really late and no one is going to-”

“Caroline Reyes, arrested a couple days ago, well, she-”

“Cocaine girl,” said a man voice quite loudly.

In shock you looked in that direction. A bulky police officer was approaching to you, he looked angry and curious both.

“Are you the one she wants?

“I'm her friend, I'm here to see how she's doing.”

“Oh, yeah, you brought clean clothes too? Okay, let's take señorita,” he gestured to the other cops.

One of them came up to you, grabbed your arm roughly and dragged you over there.

“Wait a minute, I'm not a criminal, I didn’t do anything just wanna see her.”

The chief laughed cockily.

“Everyone who comes here says the same shit, sweetheart.”

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Steve was still standing outside, smoking meanwhile and Javi, who just left the bar, came up to him.

“Fuck man, I've been looking everywhere for you,” he said, but Steve didn't turn to him. “What the fuck are you doing here anyway?”

“Did you blow off your date?”

“What date, she came out of nowhere.”

“You two were like very close,” Steve said, still staring at the station.

“It was a one-time thing, way before the operation, never mind that.”

Steve turned to Javi this time.

“So you brushed her off, that's not you.”

“Fuck that, tell me what you're looking at. Why did you take off?”

Steve turned his eyes back to the station, threw his cigarette and stubbed out with his foot.

“Javi, we need to go to the station.”

“No, man, I want to go home and rest, didn’t you say  jet arrives the day after tomorrow? Did you forget something there?”

“Come with me man, you won't regret it.”

Javi frowned as Steve walked towards the station.

“What the fuck does that mean? Are you Mr. Mysterious or what?”

He followed behind him, confused as hell.

When Steve and Javi got in, Paloma greeted them.

“I thought you were gone.”

“Me too,” Javi grumbled.

“Where's the chief now,” Steve asked.

“In his room, it's a bit of a busy evening.”

“Okay, thanks, come on Jav.”

Javi didn't understand what was going on, but he trusted his old friend.

The Chief was surprised to see them, opened the door and came out.

“Agent Peña, Agent Murphy?”

“The girl who just walked in, where is she now?,” Steve asked.

“We took her to the interrogation room. How did you-”

“Did you find out who she is?”

“No, she refuses to give her name, Morales is about to interrogate her.”

“No need, we'll take care of it, right Javi?” He winked at him.

Javi was very surprised but nodded.

“Fine, but your transfer is in two days-”

“Sir, I wouldn't ask you if it wasn't important,” Steve said.

The chief didn't understand, but he nodded.

“OK, fine by me, you're the experts.”

“Thank you, sir.”

As Steve and Javi heading to the interrogation room, Javi asked out of curiosity.

“Who is this girl? What's going on?”

“We're about to find out,” Steve said as he opened the door to the observation room and walked in. Morales was there.

“Agents?”

“The chief wanted us to do this, why don't you just break off?”

“He did?”

“Yeah, he believes that it's our specialty,” Javi said, backing up his buddy, even though he didn't know what the fuck was going on.

“Okay,” Morales said, demoralized, and left the room.

When he left, Javi immediately turned to Steve.

“Are you going to tell me what's going on?”

Steve was looking through the one-way mirror directly at the person in the interrogation room, which is you.

“Javi, do you recognize this young lady from somewhere?”

Javi had been in this room countless times, interrogated with countless criminals. But he never had this feeling before. He couldn't believe his eyes when he saw you in that room.

“You've got to be fucking kidding me.”

“Our little bird.”

When you were in the interrogation room, it was impossible to hear or see the other room. So as you sitting in that room, waiting, feeling like clock ticking very slowly. You were very bored also angry that they took your bag.

“At least give me some water,” you complained.

And then you huffed with boredom.

“She's so cute,” Steve giggled, they were behind the glass so they could hear you.

Javi looked at him frowning.

“Why the hell is she here? How did you notice her anyway?”

“I saw her-“ he skipped the crying part. “Going into the station, why don’t you interrogate her and find out. Chris and Danny said there is something going on between you and her.”

“They talk too much,” Javi hissed.

“So there is?”

“What?”

“So you have something with her, you didn't deny it,” he said with a big grin.

“We'll talk about it later, now I have to ask her why she's here,” Javi said as he opened the door. “Aren't you coming?”

“I'll watch for a while and come if you need me.”

Javi rolled his eyes and left the room.

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You were resting your head on the table when the door opened. You heard the footsteps of the person entering, you immediately looked up. You almost fell off the chair when you saw Javi.

You swallowed hard but avoiding eye contact with him because realized how much you missed him.

Javi pulled the chair in front of you, he didn't like when you looked away. He missed you too, but he certainly didn't expect to see you in here so he kinda upset too.

He sat in the chair and crossed his arms, leaned back.

“I have a lot of things to ask, but Y/N, what exactly are you doing here for fuck's sake?”

When you looked at him, his brown eyes were looking at you curiously.

“I,” you were thinking about what to say.

After all this time, it must be a twist of fate that you met in a place like this.

“I'll answer any question, but please let me see my friend, Caroline.”

“The cocaine girl?” Javi was surprised. “She's your friend? And you just came to ‘see’ her? How irresponsible.”

“What are you saying, she's my best friend, I need to see her.”

“Do you have any idea what you're accused of-”

“I know, why don't you let me see her? Obviously someone set her up, let me talk to her, please Javi- Well, Agent Peña.”

Javi remained silent then Steve, who was watching everything, entered the room. “Let's get the girl Jav, let them meet,” he smiled at you.

You were surprised when you remembered he was the man from before.

“You?”

“Hi, I'm Agent Steve Murphy, Javi's partner and friend, you might know me,” he extends his hand.

Suddenly remembered his face and name. You have seen him on tv and all newspapers years ago.

“Yeah, you're the guy who took down Escobar,” you shook his hand. Then you narrowed your eyes. “You must be also the one of them, who planned to kidnap me,” you turned your eyes to Javi.

Steve chuckled.

“Both smart and cute, Javi.”

Javi pursed his lips.

“I don't know, it didn't seem smart of her to come here so reckless.”

“Hey, I'm here for my friend,” you said frowning.

“You should have come to me then, isn't it stupid to just walk straight into the station and say you wanted to meet with your friend who was caught with cocaine?”

“I thought you'd already left, and besides, I wasn’t sure about you’d help me or not.”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Last time I checked you didn’t do anything I say, you didn’t even call me for days.”

Steve laughed.

“That reminds me of our arguments with my wife.”

You both turned your head to him, he was still laughing but you weren't.

“Oh, I'm sorry, it's just. Anyway, Im gonna get the coke girl, Caroline I mean.”

When he left the room, you and Javi looked at each other, but you were both silent. He came up to you and perched himself on the edge of the table.

“Your dad doesn't know you're here, does he?”

He was so close to you, but you had to lift up your head to look at him.

“No, he even threatened me not to come here.”

Javi laughed. “You're unbelievable,” he said, leaning down to look at you, his eyes locked on yours. He put his hand on your cheek, strokes gently.

The moment he touched you, you felt like you were electrocuted, but it was so nice, you missed his touch so much. Your heart was beating so fast.

“What am I going to do with you,” he murmured.

His face was very close to yours now, you blushed.

When the door opened, he stood back.

“Caroline!” You felt relief as soon as you saw her.

Steve gestured for her to come in but his eyes were on you and Javi.

“Y/N!”

You hugged her tightly, finally were able to see her. You shocked when you realized there are few bruises on Caroline's face and her lips were almost white.

“Caroline, what happened to you? Are you okay?”

“I am now,” she said, her voice shaking, her eyes looking at Javi and Steve with fear.

“Have a seat,” Steve said, pulling out the chair for her to sit, when she sits next to you, you grabbed her hand.

Javi was leaning his back on wall, crossed his arms. Steve came up to him. As the two of them looked at you, Caroline began to tell you what had happened to her.

According to her, it was the guy from the last nightclub you went with her. The night that Javi, Danny and Chris raided the club and caught David, -well they had to shoot him-. Caroline said those two men, related to the other narcos.

The North Valley.

“Not the drug cartels again,” you hissed.

Javi and Steve also were looking like fed up too.

“Caroline, how did they find cocaine on you, what happened?” you asked.

“Alejandro, he invited me to his house, I had been there once before but his father wasn't there, he was there the second time. I think he's name is Orlando-”

“Fuckin Orlando Henao Montoya? Fuck this man,” Steve growled, takes a cigarette from his pocket and puts it in his mouth.

“The Overall Man.” Javi sighed, unlike his buddy, he take nicotine gum out of his pocket but taste was awful, he made a face.

Steve smirked.

“Who,” you asked while looking at Javi who chewing nicotine gum, just like you said, you smiled at him, he caught your smile and blinked at you.

“Their leader,” Steve answered as he lit up his cigarette. “Señorita please keep telling about all.”

“Yes, when I was there,” she swallowed. “He forced me to use drug, I mean cocaine. I wasn’t in myself for a while you know. I don’t remember what he did to me.”

“Hijo de puta,” you got disgusted.

“What about the car?” Steve asked, as he and Javi were going through a file. “According to your statement here, you were caught on the road with a carload of cocaine. Driver is shot by police, you were with him. Surprisingly, he has a clean criminal record, just like you are.”

“My brother, they threatened me with him, they said they would kill him if I wouldn't get in the car. I don't know the driver though, but they threatened him with something I’m sure of it. He just panicked and try to shoot the police but they got him.”

“What about your brother,” you asked.

“Yes, he told us that he got a job as a truck driver a month ago, but he was actually their driver. I saw him there.”

“Where is the destination and where did you set off from?” Javi asked.

“It marked on the map. We got caught before we could get there so,” she looked embarrassed and bowed her head, you patted her hand..

Javi and Steve found the map among Caroline's belongings that the police had confiscated before she was taken into custody.

“This place-,” Javi said, surprised.

“Do you know where it is,” Steve asked.

“It was the last warehouse of the Cali Cartel. But it was empty when police raided it. According to what Chepe said during the confession that night, 700 kilos of cocaine were supposed to come here from New York. But it was empty. Then we went after Miguel, nobody cared rest.”

“Fuck, they grabbed themselves a big slice of the pie.”

“Yeah, but where are they gonna eat it?”

They looked at each other, then at Caroline.

“Is your brother still their driver?”

She nodded.

“Any chance you can talk to him, I mean, if we find out where they took the coke-”

Javi grabbed his arm.

“What are you doing? We have to be in Bogota in two days.”

“700 kilograms coke, Javi, we can't just wait without doing anything.”

“Steve, you came here to testify for the operation, we took the Cali shit down, and when I get back there I'm probably gonna be dismissed, so who are we gonna ask for help? Just the two of us can't take them, man. It's suicide to do it without backup.”

“What are the cops doing here? We'll talk to the chief.”

“We're not even sure where the coke is. What if we get there and we don't find what we're looking for?”

“I can find out,” Caroline said, and everyone in the room looked at her in surprise.

“Caz, are you crazy?”

“No, his father trusts Alejandro so much like blindly. I mean, he's holding him responsible, I guess, to make him a leader in the future or something. He gave him papers with the destinations of all the shipments and stuff. I was there for two days, and when I asked him what those papers were-”

Caroline stopped, she looked like she was going to cry.

“He beat me to death,” she said, which explained the bruises on her eyes and body. You hugged her when she started crying, you were so angry.

“It's okay, sweetheart.” You patted her back with your hand.

You felt so sorry for her, she must have been so scared, so desperate, it was so awful this happened to her.

“I would do anything to save my brother, but help me please,” said Caroline.

Javi and Steve looked at each other, neither of them knew what to do.

While you were talking to Caroline, Steve went to the other corner of the room to talk to Javi.

“I think we should leave this to the cops here, officially the North Valley is not a cartel yet,” Javi said.

“But if we catch them with 700 kilos of cocaine, they will. Come on man, just like the old days.”

“What about backup? I can't ask Berna for anything anymore, motherfucker is about to get what he wants.”

“So you haven't given it to him yet?

“I'll give it when I get to Bogota.”

“What if you need to expose the North Valley before? We know he doesn't like them either.”

“Fuck this man. Not him again.”

“We don't have a choice, Jav. If she sneaks in easy and locates the coke, we've got it in the bag. They won't be expecting us. They have no idea. Piece of cake.”

Javi and Steve turned to you and your friend.

“Okay, if you can locate the coke,” Steve said, ”we'll raid and your brother will be safe from them.”

“How,” Caroline asked.

“We'll put him in witness protection, but we need to find the cocaine, all of it, or the whole thing goes down, then we fucked.” Javi added.

“I'm sure he has the list, he knows where it is. I just need to go into his room and look at the paper. He is a junky, always high.”

“But,” you said suddenly. “If they know the police captured you? They'll kill you if they find out.”

“He knows I won't talk to protect my brother, the man next to me is already dead, I'll tell him that I blamed it on him. Anyway, they're having a party tomorrow night, I have to be there. He insisted.”

“Party?”

“Yes, I don't know what is it about, but he said it's very important.”

“This might be our only chance,” Steve looked at Javi.

Javi nodded.

“I'll go with her,” you suddenly said. They all looked at you. Javi was incredibly angry.

“Are you fucking out of your mind? No way!”

“I can't send her there alone!”

“Yes you can!”

Javi was leaning over you in anger and Steve grabbed his arm from behind.

“Y/N, he's right it's dangerous, I can't put you in danger,” Caroline said. “Hugo will be there anyway, it's better if he doesn't see you.”

“What do you mean, Caz?”

Javi and Steve looked at her.

“Yeah, he likes you a lot, I mean he wouldn't shut up asking me when I was going to take you to see him and stuff like that. Obsessed maniac.”

“Who the fuck is Hugo?” Javi asked, getting furious.

“Alejandro's cousin, he tells him everything. I mean really everything,” she said with a disgusted expression.

“That's better, I can make that idiot talk,” you said confidently. Of course you were scared, even though you trying to look brave.

“No! Out of the question,” Javi growled.

“Javi,” Steve said. “Since we can't go in and find out, it makes sense. We'll plant a listening device, and we’ll be on the watch.”

“If they suspect the slightest thing-”

“We won't let them, we'll surround them, and then we'll fuck them up.”

Javi was looking at you worriedly, Steve grabbed Javi's shoulders.

“We'll never let anything happen to her, we've done it before haven't we? We've got to do it man, we've got to get that coke shit, before they scatter it far. We're doing this for our country, and this country’s citizens, we gotta get that cocaine before it gets everywhere. You took down the Cali Cartel, don't you want to take down the poison they left behind too?”

Javi said nothing, he didn't really care about anything, except you. The idea of throwing you to the wolves, was torturing him badly.

But there was no other choice, for now.

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So Steve is in the story now, Hope you guys enjoy with my fic :)

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[bumblesimagines]



i didnt ask you to care about me

what's the use there's no point

what is it about me that has you so worked up

- Javier Peña

i didnt ask you to care about me

what's the use there's no point

what is it about me that has you so worked up

pronouns: gender neutral, they/them

It was annoying. He was annoying. It was like everywhere you turned, there he was. Anyone else might've found it exciting to have the Javier Peña so interested in them with his pretty dark eyes and stupidly tight jeans. Who could blame them? Javier had natural charm and a smooth way with words. The women always flocked to his side, batting their eyelashes and believing everything that came out of his mouth. The men either loathed or respected him, sometimes both.

Not you though. You found it incredibly annoying how he always seemed to appear out of thin air, prodding you with questions ranging from how your day had been to when you'd last seen some of the members of the Cali Cartel. Javier had always been bold since the day you met him back when he'd been a brief ally of the Cali Cartel in an attempt to bring down Escobar. After the death of the infamous man, Javier turned his attention to Cali and you figured out his aim pretty quickly. He wanted an informant, a rat who'd keep his bed warm and his ears filled with details. Tough shit. You'd choose your life over a pretty face any day.

But it was incredibly hard when that pretty face popped up just about daily.

You didn't need to look to know he was watching from the safety of his car as you left the club and headed down the sidewalk. You could feel your heartbeat in your ears, but the persistent detective had nothing to do with it directly. His interest had been noticed and Pacho had given you what he called a warning although it had sounded more like a threat. Your eyes stung with unshed tears and you quietly cursed your brother's stupidity for involving himself in a cartel.

"Need a ride?" The car drove slowly down the street beside you, his familiar voice calling out to you. You couldn't help but wonder if he'd been doing it on purpose. If he'd been putting you in danger just so you'd be forced to take his offers of protection. Javier had always played dirty with his enemies, no matter who they were.

"Fuck off, Peña." You muttered and rubbed your eyes, forcing the tears away. You nearly groaned when the car stopped and its engine shut off, the sound of a door opening and closing echoing down the street.

"I only want to help you, (Y/N)," He said and you scoffed, shrugging off the hand he placed on your arm. Javier clicked his tongue and grabbed your arm again, forcing you to turn around to face him. His features softened at the sight of your face. "I'm worried about you, alright?"

"I didn't ask you to care about me! Stop trying to be a fucking hero. I'm not handing over my brother or anyone from that cartel. They... They help us. They protect us. We don't need you or anyone from that goddamn embassy." You tried shoving his arms away but his hand caught your wrist and he held it up to his face. Even in the dimly lit street, you could see the bruises forming. Javier's face hardened.

"They protect you, huh?" He cocked a brow and you ripped your wrist from his unusually gentle hold. The anger swirling around in your chest evaporated with the exhaustion of the night's events settling in. He watched you carefully, seemingly committing every inch of your face to memory. Pacho's words rang in your ears again and you turned your head away from the detective.

"What's the use there's no point in trying to help me, Javier. We're in too deep already but we're not useful enough to keep alive if they tire of us. All you can do is offer some bullshit visa to get to the states, and even then it might not be enough to escape them." You murmured quietly and raised a hand to your shoulder, rubbing the tense muscle and sighing softly. Pursing your lips, you looked back at him.

"What is it about me that has you so worked up? There's plenty of hookers who've been around the cartel... why not ask one of them? They'll be happy to tell you what they know for the right price." His eyes never left yours as you spoke. Javier's hand found your wrist again, thumb running over the bruises.

"You remind me of someone I knew. Someone who was willing to do anything for her family and was a good person." Javier revealed quietly. "The cartels nearly killed her. I can't watch it happen to you too."

"I'm not a good person, Javier."

"I don't believe that."

[agendaculturaldelima]

#ProyeccionDeVida

📣 Kino Cat / Cine Tulipán, presenta:

🎬 “MARÍA LLENA ERES DE GRACIA” [Maria full of Grace]

🔎 Género: Drama / Drogas

⏰ Duración: 101 minutos

✍️ Guion: Joshua Marston

🎼 Música: Jacobo Lieberman y Leonardo Heiblum

📷 Fotografía: Jim Denault

💥 Argumento: María (17) vive con su familia en una pequeña población al norte de Bogotá. Ella y Blanca, su mejor amiga, trabajan en una gran plantación de rosas preparando las flores para la exportación. La única distracción de María son los bailes a los que acude cada fin de semana con su novio Juan. Un día, para sorpresa de su familia, abandona su trabajo y decide irse a Bogotá. Lo que nadie sospecha es que María está embarazada. Durante el viaje, se encuentra con un conocido que le habla de su lucrativo trabajo como correo en el tráfico de drogas y la convence para que ella y su amiga Blanca se unan a la banda. Después de un corto periodo de preparación, las dos amigas suben a un avión con destino a Estados Unidos: María lleva sesenta y dos paquetitos de heroína en el estómago..

👥 Reparto: Catalina Sandino (María Álvarez), Yenny Paola Vega (Blanca), Guilied Lopez (Lucy Díaz), Wilson Guerrero (Juan), Rodrigo Sánchez Borhorquez (Supervisor), Orlando Tobón (Don Fernando), Jaime Osorio Gómez (Javier), Virgina Ariza (Juana) y Mateo Suárez (Pacho).

📢 Dirección: Joshua Marston

© Productoras: HBO & Santa Fe Productions

🌎 Paises: Colombia-Estados Unidos

📅 Año: 2004

📽 Proyección:

📆 Martes 17 de Diciembre

🕖 7:30pm. 

🐈‍ El Gato Tulipán (Bajada de Baños 350 – Barranco)

🚶‍♀️🚶‍♂️ Ingreso libre

[presentecronologia]

2000 - Aparece el libro Oye Como Va, coordinado por Dr. José Manuel Valenzuela y Gloria González. El libro tiene entrevistas con Manu Chao, Carlos Santana y varios personajes locales, nacionales e internacionales que tienen que ver con el rock en Tijuana. El libro se acompaña de un disco con la música, entre otros, de Tijuana NO!, Javier Batíz y Julieta Venegas. Quienes aportan ensayos, entrevistas y comentarios son: Maritza Urteaga, Rafael Molina, Omar Foglio, Tico Orozco, Roberto A. Mendoza, Luis Rojo, Cynthia Ramírez, Rafa Saavedra, Octavio Hernández y Charlynne Curiel, con prologo de José Luis Paredes Pacho.

[atletasudando]

Cita del atletismo internacional en Mar del Plata

Fuente: CADA La pista sintética del Estadio Municipal de Mar del Plata (Argentina)  “Justo Ernesto Román” recibirá, este domingo 1° de octubre, el tradicional torneo internacional Semana del Mar. En esta oportunidad, con la presencia de los mejores valores de nuestro país, 50 visitantes extranjeros y la inclusión en el calendario mundial con la posibilidad de sumar puntos rumbo a París 2024. Este torneo –al igual que el programado para el martes 3 en el Cenard, Buenos Aires, como homenaje a Juan Carlos Dyrzka- también servirá a los mejores atletas argentinos en su preparación hacia los próximos Juegos Panamericanos de Santiago de Chile. El torneo promete ser una de las mejores del historial. Allí estarán varias de las figuras del atletismo argentino, incluyendo recientes campeones sudamericanos como Germán Chiaraviglio, Marcos Julián Molina y Carlos Layoy, además de importantes visitantes, todos en el marco de la preparación hacia los Juegos Panamericanos de Santiago. Entre ellos sobresale el chileno Gabriel Kehr, quien viene de alcanzar la final del lanzamiento del martillo en el Mundial de Budapest y que ahora volverá a encontrarse con clásicos rivales como el campeón argentino Joaquín Gómez y el brasileño Allan da Silva Wolski. Otra prueba importante en el sector de lanzamientos será el disco para damas, con la presencia de la brasileña y finalista olímpica Izabella Rodrigues da Silva, la recordwoman chilena Karen Gallardo y la campeona argentina Ailén Armada. Y en bala se reeditará el duelo de los mejores argentinos (Nazareno Sasia-Juan Ignacio Carballo) con el brasileño y campeón sudamericano Wellington Silva Morais. En salto en largo, la campeona sudamericana Eliana Martins (Brasil) (FOTO) estará junto a las mejores de nuestro país, lideradas por la recordwoman juvenil Victoria Zanolli. Y en los 100 metros llanos, las principales exponentes argentinas como Victoria Woodward y Florencia Lamboglia competirán con varias de las más destacadas de Brasil, Ana Carolina de Jesús Azevedo y Anny Caroline de Bassi. El espectáculo está garantizado en los 3.000 llanos, donde el campeón sudamericano de obstáculos Molina será secundado por José Zabala, Leandro Pérez Lazarte y Fabián Manrique entre los mejores argentinos y una de las figuras del mediofondo de la región, el colombiano Carlos San Martín. El juvenil recordman nacional de velocidad, Tomás Mondino, encabeza el field para los 100 metros llanos, que contará con el panameño Arturo Deliser. Mientras que en 400 con vallas también participarán los mejores del reciente Sudamericano: el brasileño Matheus Lima y el argentino Bruno De Genaro, junto al recordman nacional Guillermo Ruggeri y Damián Moretta. Chiaraviglio retorna a las competencias en nuestro país, en una prueba de salto con garrocha donde también estará el ecuatoriano Dyander Pacho. Y en salto en alto, Layoy tendrá como principal adversario al brasileño Talles Frederico Souza Silva. Durante el torneo también se entregarán los premios Pierre de Coubertin, a distintas personalidades del atletismo argentino, que corresponderán esta vez a María de los Angeles Peralta (Atleta), Daniel Díaz (entrenador), Daniel Sotto (dirigente), Diego Dadin (juez), Quirón (club) y Fernando Ciccuti  (periodista). Tabla de récords del Semana del Mar (por Rubén Aguilera) Hombres 100 metros           10.34     Gabriel  Simón             ��      ARG       1996 200 metros           21.03     Mariano Jiménez                               ARG       2008 400 metros           46.18     Gustavo Aguirre                  ARG       1999 800 metros           1:50.73  Leandro Paris                      ARG       2021 1.500 metros        3:47.76  Leonardo Malgor                               ARG       1994 3000 metros         8:04.9    José Zabala                         ARG       2021 5.000 metros        14:11.27 Iván Noms                         ARG       1997 10.000 metros     30:39.41               Oscar Raimo                      ARG       1994 110 con vallas     14.20     Agustín Carrera                  ARG       2015 400 vallas             51.23     Miguel Pérez                        ARG       1996 3.000 con obst.    8:51.82 Mariano Mastromarino     ARG       2006 Alto                        2.21        Erasmo Ramón Jara          ARG       2003 Largo                     7.76        Altevir Araujo                     BRA       1979 Garrocha              5.21        Javier Benítez                     ARG       2004 Salto triple            15.93     Maximiliano Díaz              ARG       2010 Bala                       19.32     Juan Ignacio Carballo       ARG       2021 Disco                     61.14     Marcelo Pugliese                 ARG       1997 Martillo                 72.18     Andrés Charadía                  ARG       1994 Lanz. de jabalina               79.91     Braian Toledo         ARG       2015 Decathlon             7.882     Román Gastaldi                 ARG       2015 4x100                    41.9        Universidad Gama Filho   BRA       1979 4x400                    3:17.8    Agrupacion Guaru              BRA       1982 Mujeres 100 metros           11.62     Geisa Muniz Coutinho      BRA       2002 200 metros           23.84     Geisa Muniz Coutinho      BRA       2002 400 metros           53.85     Josiane da Silva Tito          BRA       2002 800 metros           2:08.37  Carolina Lozano                ARG       2015 1.500 metros        4:27.93  Carolina Lozano                ARG       2015 3.000 metros        9:30.27  Nadia Rodríguez                ARG       2012 5.000 metros        16:14.97               Elisa Cobanea                     ARG       1995 100 con vallas     13.71     Verónica Depaoli                ARG       1996 400 con vallas     1:01.00  Verónica Depaoli                ARG       1997 3.000 con obst     10:33.40 Rosa Liliana Godoy         ARG       2005 Salto en alto         1.90        Solange Witteveen             ARG       1997 Salto con garrocha 4.25    Alejandra García                    ARG       2001 Salto en largo       6.51        Andrea Verónica Avila      ARG       1996 Salto triple            13.56     Andrea Verónica Avila      ARG       1996 Lanz. de bala       14.89     Simone Pereira                    BRA       1998 Lanz. de disco     55.06     Liliana Martinelli                ARG       1995 Lanz. de martillo 63.13     Jennifer Dahlgren               ARG       2010 Lanz. de jabalina  55.46     Sueli Pereira dos Santos    BRA       1998 Heptathlon           5.055     Martina Corra                     ARG       2015 Posta 4x100         46.95     FAM                                                     2015 Posta 4x400         3:52.5    Agrupacion Guaru              BRA       1982     Read the full article

[cada-atletismo]

ALOJAMIENTOS PARA EXTRANJEROS EN MAR DEL PLATA

La organizacion del GPS "Semana del Mar" dio a conocer los alojamientos para los atletas extranjero al siguiente detalle: HOTEL VERSALLES PEDRO LURO 2426 CONSULTAS LUCIA 54 223-4215279 N° Apellido Nombre Sex PROCEDENCIA ENTRADA SALIDA 1 De Bassi Anny Caroline F Florianopolis -BRA 30-sep 2-oct 2 Mendes Da Silva Douglas Hernandes F Florianopolis -BRA 30-sep 2-oct 3 Grunow Gabriela Aline F Florianopolis -BRA 30-sep 2-oct 4 Da Silva Leoncio Barbara F Rio de Janeiro -BRA 30-sep 2-oct 5 Da Silva Tiago M San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 6 Silva Morais Welington M San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 7 Marcelino Dos Santos Lucas M San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 8 Sousa Silva Talles Frederico M San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 9 Fernandes de Paula Moura Tania F San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 10 Martins Eliane F San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 11 Rodrigues Da Silva Izabela F San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 12 Gallardo Pinto Karen Pamela F Santiago de Chile -CHI 30-sep 2-oct 13 De Jesus Azevedo Ana Carolina F San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 14 Leite Da Silva Mirelle F San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 15 Da Silva Carvalho Lucas M San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 16 Sousa Sales Andre Carlos M San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 17 Lima Da Silva Matheus M San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 18 Venancio Dourado Willian Denilson M San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 19 Deliser Espinosa Arturo Harmodio M San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 20 Liberato Coehlo Matheus M San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 21 Da Silva Wolski Allan M San Pablo - BRA 30-sep 2-oct 22 Kehr Sabra Gabriel Enrique M Temuco - CHI 30-sep 2-oct 23 Saldias Rojas Mario M CHILE 29-sep 2-oct 24 Sanmartin Diaz Carlos Andres M Bogota -COL 30-sep 2-oct 25 Pacho Velez Dyander Rodolfo M Guayaquil - ECU 30-sep 2-oct 26 Sinisterra Renteria Leydy Lorena F Cali - COL 30-sep 2-oct 27 Poma Mendoza Anita Yuceli F Lima - PER 30-sep 2-oct 28 Gimenez Macarena F PARAGUAY 30-sep 2-oct 29 Caballero Maria- F PARAGUAY 30-sep 2-oct 30 POSTA 4X100 PARAGUAY 29-sep 2-oct 31 POSTA 4X100 PARAGUAY 29-sep 2-oct 32 POSTA 4X100 PARAGUAY 29-sep 2-oct 33 POSTA 4X100 PARAGUAY 29-sep 2-oct 34 POSTA 4X100 PARAGUAY 29-sep 2-oct 35 Mañana Martin M URUGUAY 30-sep 2-oct 36 Moreira Jairo M URUGUAY 30-sep 2-oct 37 Gervasini Gonzalo M URUGUAY 30-sep 2-oct 38 Rodriguez Matias M URUGUAY 30-sep 2-oct 39 Rodriguez Bruno M URUGUAY 30-sep 2-oct 40 Chiaraviglio German M ARGENTINA 28-sep 2-oct 41 Benitez Javier m ARGENTINA 30-sep 2-oct 42 Soto Daniel M Argentina 29-sep 2-oct 43 Soto Daniel M Argentina 29-sep 2-oct 44 Scarpin Juan M ARGENTINA 29-sep 2-oct 45 Cisterna Javier M ARGENTINA 29-sep 2-oct 46 Castro Vasquez Miguel Andres M CHILE 29-sep 2-oct 47 Lela Maureira Daniel Benjamin M CHILE 29-sep 2-oct 48 Cicutti Fernando ARGENTINA 29-sep 2-oct 49 Cicutti Fernando 29-sep 2-oct 50 Cicutti Fernando 29-sep 2-oct Read the full article

[lokiiied]

can’t believe “there’s a passionate gay kiss in narcos 3x01” and “steve murphy isn’t in s3” are two facts that co-exist. :/

[queenielacy]

Imagine:

Pacho corrupts Javier Pena.

“Oh, fuck.” Javier moaned as Pacho slid inside of him for the umpteenth time. He would never get used to this, the thickness of the Cali godfather’s cock stretching him and the tip pressing against his prostate. He had become all too addicted to this, not only the sex but also to Pacho himself. He knew this was wrong. He was DEA agent for fucks sake. He shouldn’t be in bed with anyone that associates with drugs and especially with a drug lord, but here he was getting fucked out of his mind by Pacho fucking Herrera. It’s not like he got into the relationship on purpose. He actually had no idea who Pacho was when he first met the man at a club on the outskirts of Cali. When the Cali cartel popped up on their radar, the DEA only knew of the Rodriguez brothers at first. They didn’t learn until later on that they had two other partners, but these partners were slippery and they could never figure out who they were. When he met Pacho at the club, he was just another sexy man that he wanted to fuck. He should have known something was up when Pacho managed to find out his contact information and called him up a few days after what was suppose to be a one night stand and asked to see him again. Javier didn’t question it, blinded by the amazing sex he had just a few days earlier, and met the man at an expensive hotel downtown. He was wined and dined, and fucked of course. When he asked Pacho what he did and he said that he was an entrepreneur, that should have been a big red flag. Even legitimate businesses in Cali had some ties to the cartel, whether it be through monetary investments or getting the cartel to bribe the government for permits. He should have distanced himself from the man, but he didn’t. He allowed the Cali godfather to spoil him with goods and take him to bed. When he finally found out who Pacho really was, he was floored. The office was buzzing because they finally figured out who the last partner was. They had discovered Chepe a few months prior and now the circle of Godfathers was complete. In a meeting, Javier was given a file on the last Godfather and when he opened the file and saw the picture staring back at him, he was floored. Pacho, his Pacho, was a Godfather in the Cali Cartel. He was angry, angry at himself for getting caught up in the attention that he gave him and the sweet words that Pacho whispered in his ear late at night. There were so many red flags and he chose to ignore them in favor of steak dinners, late night conversations, and intimate touches with the Godfather. That same night, Javier met with Pacho and confronted him about everything. “This was fun while it lasted, but I can’t do this anymore.” Javier said and threw the papers at Pacho. “You knew who I was, didn’t you? You knew what I did and you were trying to trap me. Now, you’re going to tell my bosses to save your ass.” “I didn’t know at first.” Pacho stated honestly. He didn’t know Javier was a DEA agent. He was just another man. “It wasn’t until I started researching you...that’s when I knew something was up.” “Because you found something?” “Because I found nothing.” Pacho corrected him. “The only time when you can’t find things on people is when they either work for the government or they are being protected by the government. At first, I thought you might be protected, like in witness protection, but then I got new information and I found out who you were.” “And you kept this up after you found out?” Javier questioned. “Why?” “Because....” Pacho trailed off as he stepped into Javier’s space. “I found myself really liking, liking you more than any other man I’ve ever had before. I might even be falling for you.” “Stop.” Javier scoffed. “You don’t have to bullshit me. I’m not turning you in. If I turn you in, then I have to disclose my relationship with you and I’m not prepared to do that.” Javier explained. He would not only have to admit he was fucking Pacho Herrera but he would also have to admit he was bisexual. In the overly masculine world of the federal government and law enforcement, he would never be able to live this down and get another job in the government or in law enforcement. “Why did you really keep me around?” “Because I like having you around. I like spoiling you and I like having you beside me.” Pacho said and cupped Javier’s face. “I wasn’t joking when I said I might be falling for you Javier.” He added and then leaned in to press a kiss to Javier’s lips. “I can’t...” Javier mumbled against Pacho’s lips. 

Fuck, he wanted Pacho. He wanted it all, not just the sex. He enjoyed his company and the conversations that they had. Javier had always enjoyed being by himself, never being lonely in his time alone, only needing others to satisfy his sexual needs, but he found himself missing Pacho when they were apart and wanted to be with him constantly.  If he was willing to admit it, a part of him needed Pacho’s companionship, but he couldn’t do this. This had to end. “I can’t.” “Yes, you can.” Pacho said and started to kiss at Javier’s neck and jawline. Javier tried to push him away, tried to just walk away and end it, but he fell into Pacho’s touches and kisses. He stopped resisting and once again, fell into bed with the man. He fell into an all too familiar position, with Pacho inside of him and with his legs wrapped around Pacho’s waist, begging him to thrust harder and go deeper. He came untouched and Pacho quickly finished inside of him. Javier laid their, staring up at the ceiling as he caught his breath. “We can’t do this again. This is it. I’ll lose my job, all of my credibility. I can’t-” “Fuck your job.” Pacho said as he sat up in bed, cutting the DEA agent off. He grabbed a cigarette and lit it up. “Fuck them, I’ll take care of you baby.” He promised and then let out a sigh when Javier didn’t respond. “Javi if your job, if those fucking Americans, will make you happier than being here with me, then I’ll let you go but once you go, you can’t come back. If we’re through, then we’re through.” He explained. “I won’t have you play with my emotions or my heart.” Pacho explained. “If you stay, then we’re together and you’ll be my man and nothing bad will come to you.” He promised and waited for Javier to respond. Breathing was the only sound that filled the room as Javier thought deeply about what Pacho said. “Your stash house on 88th Street...” Javier started. “They’re going to raid it on Thursday. Get anything that’s linked to you out of there.” Javier said and turned on to his side. “If you want me, then we have to clean up your operation so you don’t go to jail.” He said. He wasn’t sure if he was about to get played, about to be used by Pacho and then thrown to the wolves, but he would cross that bridge if he ever got there. Right now, he just wanted to be happy and Pacho made him happy.

[adaysgrace]

Narcos Characters as textposts: part 3

(all credit to text post authors!)

(i like the show, obviously not the real people. keep it moving kids)

[bumblesimagines]

i'm not used to this. this caring thing.

is this normal for you? going out of your way like this?

that was the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me.

thoughts?

- Javier Peña

i'm not used to this. this caring thing.

is this normal for you? going out of your way like this?

that was the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me. (changed this line a bit)

pronouns: gender neutral, they/them

It still felt weird to walk to Javier's apartment instead of going home. Living with him had been his idea to begin with, but his place never felt like home. You supposed it had to do with the fact you constantly looked over your shoulder or doublecheck the locks and window whenever Javier left you alone. You were well-aware of the lengths the cartel would go to if they believed you were a threat.

Unlocking the door with the spare key Javier had given you, you stepped inside the apartment and flinched upon seeing Javier leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. Unease settled in your stomach and you shut the door, ensuring it locked before turning back to him. "Why aren't you at work?"

"It was just paperwork today. I got off early." Javier explained and shrugged casually. You squinted at him and hummed quietly. He'd typically stayed late at work, especially now that he felt secure in your safety. You were certain he spent most nights in the office trying to find ways to bring down the cartels or with his... informants.

"Okay..." You walked further into the apartment and past the rather suspicious detective. The smell of freshly baked goods invaded your nostrils and you halted, looking over in the direction of the kitchen. On the dinner table sat a cake and a couple of baked goods, or rather, your favorite baked goods.

"Connie mentioned the other day that your birthday was coming up. I... I decided to do something for you." Javier explained as he walked up behind you, gaze flickering between the food and you. You blinked and spun around to face the unusually sheepish man, lips parting in surprise.

"This-" You motioned toward the table. "-is for me? Why? Why would you do that? Did something happen? Did you do something?"

Birthdays in your household had stopped being celebrated when you entered your teen years. With two busy parents and a brother who had a knack for getting involved in shady business, you were often left alone on birthdays. And the only time your brother ever went out of his way for you, it typically meant he'd done something and wanted forgiveness or cooperation.

Javier's brows raised. "No, nothing happened. Wanted to do something nice for you is all."

"Oh... I'm not used to this... this caring thing." You muttered and looked back toward the food, taking a couple cautious steps toward it. You still braced yourself for a 'but' or some form of bad news, only to find it never came. "Thank you, Javier. This is the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me."

"They don't celebrate birthdays in cartels?" Javier asked, scooping up an almojábana with his fingers and taking a big bite out of it.

"Not if you're a nobody. Though Gilberto found out one time and gave me some cash. Said my brother was a good man and I was... lucky to have him." You wished it'd been true, but your brother had joined Cali as a sicario and right hand man to Pacho. A good man wouldn't do the things he did. Javier's hand found a place on your back, thumb rubbing comfortingly circles.

You felt the tips of your lips quirk, a subtle heat creeping up your neck. You craned your neck to look at Javier and offered a small, teasing smile. "Is this normal for you? Going out of your way like this? Didn't think Javier Peña was capable of being nice."

"Yeah, yeah, keep talking and I'll keep this all to myself."

[thesolotomyhan]

how they propose to you 1/?

a/n: ahora si- so sorry i took so long my loves i had narcos playing in the background as i tried to write but i got distracted everytime lmaooo so this might be pura basura,, but i was working on the next nsfw post but then i took a turn and decided that my still heartbroken soft self just needed some fluff this time instead of smut and i hope that is ok??

yeah let me know what yall think? i had pideme playing in the background while editing and i was straight up so mf soft im- also im sorry i cant write short headcanons for the life of me,, its like a disease lmao alright ill shut up byee

pacho:

ugh my love pacho,

so i feel like he would do the actual proposal away from all eyes so it can just be the two of you during that special moment

because i feel like hes a real intimate guy thats not entirely trying to outright show everyone how actually fucking soft he is for you

but then i feel like he couldnt handle not saying something to people when he is with you and que estas comprometido with him hes just too damn eager to not share that news

so i just know he would throw like this engagement party?? i think thats what it is but only with like the cali guys,,

just so he can show off that expensive ass ring he got you im-

but stepping back,, i just want to state the vibe i get from him like him definitely pulling some intimate ass shit before he proposed to you

him probably taking you to this expensive restaurant somewhere in cali where he most def rented out just for the two of you that night

him just making sure the evening is as soft and romantic as possible because eres el amor de su vida and you deserve nothing less :(

so him pulling your chair out when he guides you to sit down,, definitely bringing you one of those expensive rose arrangements that are like heart shaped pls i- 

and ay no and like i said i know his extra ass would pull together all the cali guys and people hes close with to like his home or at gilbertos while hes out on a date with you,, you know just in case this all goes right and he can flaunt you around first thing to them as his fiance:(( all because hes presumido like that :(

him memorzing everything and pulling out all of your favorite things to even the littlest detail i-

him making sure you love everything thats being put in front of you to eat because even tho he knows its your favorite, he has to know you actually like it the way he arranged it for you:(

:(( you reassuring him that you love everything ay dios mio,, him giving you a shy smile,, and giving you the biggest heart eyes looking at you never breaking off of your face when you talk and holding one of your hands across the table,, running his thumb along your knuckles :((

oh my god not my heartbroken ass imagining him slow dancing with you after dinner because of how perfect and relaxed he wants you to be in

him fucking whispering and promising to you hes going to make sure nights like these happen all the time youre with him a su lado :((

him leading you over to this fucking rose trail he made for you where like at the end it leads to an image of a heart because hes extra af over here and you cannot argue with me on that

ay no i dont know whats more soft the way he holds your face caressing you and just,, hearteyes or the way he gives you a kiss and kneels down in front of you his fucking smile plastered on his face as he holds out a ring perfectly sitting for you in the box to you :((

i just have a feeling he would be the type to say something like “tengo todo en la vida que siempre a deseado, y nomas ocupo que seas mi esposa/o para hacer me completo” im not sobbing you fucking are

im:(( i cant handle the thought of him almost giving himself whiplash the moment he sees you nod your head :(( coming up to place his hand behind your head and kiss you,, holding you close as you both blissfully smile to eachother,, caught up in the small world between you both- im leaving :(((

woW you already know his family man trait comes out and not wanting to wait anymore to tell all the cali guys :(( just wanting to show you off, his comprometida/o,, the luz de sus ojos:(

woW dont look at me because the way gilberto and chepe would be the ones cheer loud af when theyre all holding their breaths in waiting to see the ring on your finger:(

miguels quiet ass would just be smiling like felicidades a los novios :((

i just,, listen ok, because i cannot for the love of me get over the thought of how he makes fucking sure to always be introducing you to everyone you meet like “les presento a mi futuro esposa/o, lo mas preciado que tengo a mi lado” im NOT Ok NO ONE TOUCH me

he never lives this down until your wedding day where he then is going to be nonstop talking about that to everyone he meets :(( excuse me while i go sob thinking about this-

rafa:

rafael,, my beloved locito precioso :((

i just cannot because he gives me such romantic and soft vibes with you ya know? and his proposal has me in tears just thinking about it :(

like i can just imagine him being the one to be confident af preparing the night he proposes to you down to memorization,, nothing could go wrong

and good god this one is so in love with you its blinding and so pure

like im just certain he wouldve bought you the best looking ring in secret the first date he went on you with,,

like he was just so confident you were the one for him,, just his first and last of everything,, dejanme llorar in peace please

but back to why were here,, i just know when he proposes to you its not the way he imagined rather its just on a random but perfect timing impulse out of nowhere ya feel?

he just feels and knows its the right moment even tho youre not dressed for the day and you both just got out of bed at 12

im just imagining you in your underwear probably wearing one of his shirts,, your hair still a mess from not combing through it

and hes not any better with his hair a mess too and just wearing like a robe he always has around

but youre just sitting in his lap laughing at something stupid he said, both of you sharing soft kisses,,

your matching grins not wiping off of your faces as both of your arms are wrapped around his neck supporting yourself on top of him as his are just pulling you by your waist closer to him as much as possible

just holding eachother as close as space allows you two to be,, him giving you those lovesick ojitos murmuring how lucky he is to have you and how much he loves you,, im crying in the club as i speak im sorry-

him definitely saying something that youre the most important thing to him even before his plantas of marajuana im

and omg the way he just feels his heart speed up in this slow moment as he stares at you

he just cant help or stop himself from speaking before thinking about spilling everything he can think about you on an impulse in that exact moment

him saying he cant ever lose you because you are the only reason and exception he leaves his fields for and how everything he does is for you y nadie mas

i can just picture him always telling people when he drops everything to go see you like “por ella dejo todo, nada me sacaria de estos plantios pero por ella, siempre sin duda cabron” im sobbing

but anyways him just c o n t e n t and him feeling so giddy on the inside the way you place small kisses over his face :(( the way you fit perfectly on his lap sitting pretty,, just drop dead fucking gorgeous to him with your arms entangled around him lazily playing with the ends of his curls :(( oh my:(

and he just knows this is exactly how he wants to and plans to spend mornings with you from now on hasta el fin del mundo :(( im so :(

you looking down at him when you notice him just dotingly staring at you:( im

oh my god- i can just imagine him just blurting out something like “casate conmigo preciosa, te juro que te amare y cuidare toda mi pinche vida” :(((yall

:(him smiling from ear to ear hearing you softly laugh against him when you rest your forehead on his:((

ahH you not thinking hes being serious asking you out of the blue for you to marry him when neither of you have moved to get ready for the day and are still in bed

but dios mio :(( someone hold me because when he reaches into the drawer behind him by the bed to pull out this fucking gold ass engagement ring

him placing it on your finger:(( kissing your hand softly and just repeating his question with that embobado smile like si? te casas conmigo? all fucking gently like you might disappear if he talks too loudly :(((

im sorry but the way i envision you moving your hands to hold his face tears in your eyes because this is actually happening right now:(( and you leaning in to kiss him your smile matching his and just mumbling yes against his lips

the both of you lightly laughing as he holds you tighter against him:(( pulling you to lay on top of him when he lies back, raising his voice from excitement like “mi esposa hermoSA” i- :(

javier:

WOw listen yall im sobbing just thinking about this mans puppy lovesick eyes whenever you walk into the same room hes in and im sorry im just soft at the thought of him being so head over heels for you,, like youre the most precious and softest thing he has in life :((and it applies to this ok? let me be

and so like the idea of marriage?? it literally fucking scares him because like we’ve seen hes not one for settling down with a wife he can call his own,, quiet down somewhere peaceful because of the way life is for him at the moment,, and all the things hes seen? mi amor just doesnt believe marriage is a thing he’ll ever experience:(((

but you? the light of his life that just makes his heart beat out of his chest and sweat drip down the sides of his head because i just know he still wouldnt know how to express his feelings down right at that moment so his love language would just be showing you through actions how much he actually loves you,, im sobbing

but he just knows he cant ever lose you otherwise it would literally crush his whole world,, so he makes it his fucking mission to marry you even though his anxious ass would keep putting it off like making an excuse mentally even when he thought earlier he was ready to ask you to marry him im

i just imagine him being such an overthinker on this it gets to the point where he has to hype himself up hours before he takes you out to dinner just going over so many different ways he can do it or what to say all while he just nervously stares at the ring gnawing at his lower lip that before he knows it its already time to go i-

like i cant with the way he has this heavy weight feeling on his chest where he has the ring safely stored in his breast pocket-

him just mumbling to himself how he can go about this and how it shouldnt be a sweat since he knows you love him the same as he does to you

 but WOW the way all of his thoughts just deadass goes out the fucking door when he sees you all dressed up for him im

like its always in that moment his nerves come right back at him he doesnt even realize hes staring wide open at you until you giggle at him and he just tells himself maybe next time he’ll propose to you,, just puts the whole thing off im lmao

and i legit feel like he would do this routine like clockwork for months because he just cant do it for the life of him even though he knows youll say yes to him-

l0L like it gets to the point where the whole office are placing bets and just hoping he’ll walk in with the news that he got down on one knee-

like im just imagining the next morning after his supposed weekly date night with you, everyone is just waiting with bated breath to see if he popped the question finally 

i- and steves ass would just be sitting up straight in his chair in front of javiers desk,, cocky smile on his face just happily anticipating that just maybe this time javier got it done

i cant because i can just imagine steve audibly groaning when he sees javi all grumpy slouching on his desk because it was unsuccessful -

“you didnt do it did you?” “fuck off” lma0 a literal conversation between them i guarantee you,,,,

wow um i just cant- because can you imagine my soft tesoro definitely asking steve out of the blue one day when all he can focus on is how to say the right words to you tonight on how steve proposed to connie :(((

oh my god, NO ONE LOOK AT ME because just imagine this NERVOUS BREakdown of a man not only getting advice and the whole story of steve proposing to connie but :((( javi :( calling his dad :(( and wanting advice from him as well :(( im currently sobbing, excuse me-

and its something about javier that gives me the vibe where he tries so fucking hard to write down e v e r y t h i n g he was given advice on and just what the best way he could go on about words to you just going over and over until he perfects his prepared speech to you tonight like “i got this:)” im-

but wow its not until hes actually sitting down in front of you plate untouched and his nervous form bouncing his leg under the table, fidgeting with how “tight” his tie feels hes just mentally going “i dont fucking got this”

and its not until you reach across the table to hold and steady his hand just concern written on your face because youve probably noticed him not acting like himself for like the past 2 weeks im :((

Im sobbing into my hands as i speak because his hearteyes kill me at the thought of him blurting out to you how much he loves you when you ask him if hes ok:((

woW the way you smile at him just makes his heart race a mile a minute and in that moment hes just going ‘fuck it its now or never’ he just totally throws away what he prepared his speech for you thats sitting in his pocket,, and he just lets out every little detail he can think of that he loves about you and just how important you are to him

and just:(( how he would be lost if he couldnt wake up to you laying beside him first thing in the morning and the last thing he sees before drifting off to sleep every day/night :(( someone hold me

my soft eyed amorcito just shakily holding out to you a ring he spent hours at different jewelers trying to find so it would be perfect just for you:((

ay dios mio:( please i just cant imagining him letting out the deepest sigh not knowing he was holding his breath when he finishes his little speech,, waiting for your answer:((

you reaching out to hold his face in your hands and repeating your answer of yes because he cant process your answer right because hes so overwhelmed i-

its not until you move to smother him in kisses that it actually clicks him you said yes to becoming his wife :(( him slipping the ring on your finger and the sappy fucking look he gives you have you both softly laughing and giving eachother besitos im:((( im sorry

wow you already know the whole office is not gonna let it down soon that he por FIN proposed and that someone actually has him tied down,,, it doesnt even bother him tho because just the mere thought of you becoming his wife soon has him smiling stupidly :((( ay mejor me voy

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