Stop Calling Me Out Omg This Is Fr A Double Homicide

stop calling me out omg this is fr a double homicide 😭

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what type of songs/singers you think valeria would listen to?

I don't know ANYTHING about Mexican singers so I don't even know what to write about it but she would probably listen to traditional Mexican music and… megan the stallion lol

imagine her vibrating to the sound of 'cobra' but she starts paying attention to the lyrics and starts to reflect on it.

Valeria with a lover who's genuinely a good cook- Like I can imagine her playfully pinching their ass as they cook, resulting in them (lovingly) cussing her out in Spanish 💀

and Valeria, who can't cook to save her life, because it's my favorite trope

warnings: none 😁, gender neutral reader

Mornings became an essential part of your routine when you moved in with Valeria Garza. For starters, she seemed to never ever have real food in her kitchen, which out of everything, needed to be the crime she was convicted of, you had cold, hard proof!

Mornings were oftentimes the only time you could see her during the day, when her hectic work called her attention, and she was unable to turn away leaving her organization under the leadership of some of the clods she knew she had stuffed in her ranks.

You'd woken up that morning before the sun had even started to crest the horizon, clambering out of bed as carefully as possible to leave your light sleeper alone, so she could get as much rest as possible.

By the time you were finished cleaning up and getting ready for the day, she would be sitting up in bed, stretching and yawning, or holding your pillow in her lap still trying to lasso the last remnants of sleep. Today, her legs were thrown over the side of the bed, elbows on her knees, bare back turned towards you. Bite marks littered her flesh, fading into tanned skin, sore muscles stretching where she bent.

When you passed to exit the bedroom, your fingers drug through the messy tangles of her hair, a kiss pressed to her lips and sleepily returned.

The kitchen came to life with the sounds of your cooking, coffee bubbling in a clay pot over a small fire near the window enticed the woman upstairs to hurry getting ready, and the smells of cooking eggs and the peppers you were slicing to add to salsa verde finishing were enough to drag the cartel leader into the kitchen at last.

Her shirt was still untucked and unbuttoned, hanging open to reveal the dark brown holster settled against her navel, and the sheath pressed close beside it. When she stepped up behind you as you scrambled eggs over the stove, arms wrapping around your middle, you could feel the indents in the weapons pressing into your back.

"What have I said about armas in my kitchen, jefa?" You questioned, focus still on the cooking food, wooden spatula scraping against the bottom of the cast iron as you started to work in the salsa verde and different seasonings.

"si si, lo se," She grumbled, face pressing into your shoulder. Your concentration was solely on the food, and it was only a mild annoyance to the woman as you ignored telling her off in favor of not burning the eggs.

Your knee jerked forward into the wooden cabinet by your legs the second her fingers pinched at the supple flesh of your ass, a loud bang as the wood dented under the force.

"Valeria Garza, ¿estás absolutamente jodidamente loca? ¡Estoy cocinando!" You shouted, spatula raised as you spun around to meet her sheepish gaze, with the challenge in her gaze.

"¡Prueba esta mierda otra vez y te juro por Dios que no te haré el desayuno nunca más!" The threat was empty, you both knew that much, but she at least had the common sense to look apologetic as her hand moved to rub your backside where she'd pinched it.

"Lo siento, lo siento, ¡no pude resistirme cuando te veías tan bien!" Valeria half-heartedly apologized, lips hovering over your own, her hand not still pressed to your ass moved to shut the gas burner off, before pressing you just forward enough to keep you stuck in front of her.

"Eres tan afortunada te amo..." You whispered with a shake of your head, before tilting your head to capture her lips in a soft kiss. "Now, go sit down, you need to eat before it gets cold," You commanded, turning to load up two plates while she moved to fill the mugs with the clay pot of coffee, sprinkling sugarcane, star anise, and cinnamon into both mugs before settling at the table.

"I am very lucky you love me, Ocupas todos mis pensamientos, moriría sin tu amor," She admitted, thanking you as she took the plate and started to eat.

"You can sweet talk me when you get home tonight, as a treat," You brushed her off, even with the dark color that tinted your cheeks, smile hidden between a fork full of eggs.

"Sí, señora,"

What would you do if you woke up 3 am and just see Valeria observing you in the corner of the room

LMAO imagine you were sleeping peacefully and suddenly you woke up because you felt something staring at you oh but it's just your wife admiring you in the dark

when she realizes that you woke up, she smiles and says; ''go back to sleep amor, I was just watching you.'' her tone sounds a little dark but loving at the same time. You ignore it and go back to sleep but you wonder how many times she has done this

don’t answer this if you answer this valeria Garza will appear in your room tonight

God hear you 🙏

Can you write about Valeria having child again😭😭 valeria mom headcanon cure all my ills

even if she is manipulative asf, I think she would be a very good and calm mom since her mom was very toxic, thinking about her daughter having to go through all she had to make her disgusted (in my head)

Reading this request made me change my thinking a little

Valéria would probably do her best to raise her daughter but sometimes it can be tiring, she would probably yell at her but apologize later because she doesn't want to be like the mother she had

After your daughter was born she didn't leave you for even a second in the first few months, she wanted to be close to the baby to help raise it, after the birth she always found a way to be at home, at lunch time, during afternoon or even at night taking you to dinner.

She would try to be a present mother, no matter how much the cartel demands a lot from her, she would always find a way to escape to be with her family.

Now let's imagine her daughter reaching teenager

We all know that teenagers are terrible, but pre-teens are even worse.

imagine her coming home and hearing her daughter yelling at you because you made something that she won't eat.

''¡¿Por qué le gritas a tu madre?! ¡¡¡Ella hace todo bien por ti y la tratas así?!!!'' She shouts at her daughter as she watches her climb the stairs of the mansion and go to her room, slamming the door

''María, ven aquí ahora y discúlpate con tu madre, AHORA.'' She screams while waiting a few seconds for your daughter to come back and apologize to you but that doesn't happen a scream is heard

''Déjame en paz mamá!!'' Your daughter shouts up the stairs, Valeria huffs in anger as she threatens to go up but you stop her first.

''Relax Ria, leave her alone for a while.'' you say in a tired tone as you dry your hands on the kitchen towel, the two of you didn't always argue but lately it's been happening a lot

You hear Valeria snort as she climbs the stairs ignoring your calls, you just shake your head slightly in denial knowing full well what would happen next

It is possible to hear some of Valéria's screams in Spanish, she was probably giving her girl a lecture but the screams gradually diminish until there is only silence

silence, this makes you raise your head worriedly as you start to climb the stairs, heading towards your daughter's room you peek through the crack in the door, the view you have makes your heart warm

Valéria hugging her daughter while murmuring a short sermon in Spanish to her, leaning against the door frame watching the scene with a smile on her face, daughter comes to you apologizing for having shouted.

''Lo siento mamá, no debería haberte gritado.'' She murmurs as she buries her head in your chest, you tell her it's okay, your gaze lifts to Valeria who looks at you with a smug smile.

''You spoiled her a lot'' Valeria mumbles as she approaches you, stroking her daughter's hair.

''Someone has to do it, right?'' you smile at her while placing a kiss on the top of your child's head

Valéria just shakes her head slightly as she walks through the door ''Come on corazon, let's have lunch uh.'' She mutters as she sees her daughter walk down the stairs.

Before you can get down she grabs you hugging you from the back, you laugh softly as you feel your wife bury her head in your neck

you turn to face her, wrapping your arms around her neck as you smile sweetly at your loving wife.

''you're a good mother Valeria.'' I murmur as I caress the back of her neck lightly. ''our daughter is lucky to have a mother like you''

Valeria's eyes shine when she hears this, small tears form in her eyes as she lets out a small sigh.

''I try to be.'' she murmurs while shaking her head to keep the tears away, you lean in and capture her lips in a sweet kiss that doesn't last long because of your daughter's screams down the stairs

''we better go before she starves to death.'' valéia laughs as she grabs you hand going down the stairs.

she couldn't help but say thank you as she held her rosary, thanking her for having a family like this.