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thatfanficgurl · 10 months

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Chapter 6 : Speakerbox

June 2065

Summer in Night City was always hot, more so lately with these Maelstrom animals running through the street with wild abandonment. She wouldn't have left Mexico if her brother didn't swear that she was needed. The Valentinos needed her now more than ever and she wasn't going to let the gang go down in flames. Heywood was her home, and although she had an easier life running drugs for the Cartels alongside the Valentinos, she went where she was needed.

Cera ran her fingers through her deep brown hair. Campo wouldn't have asked for her help if it wasn't absolutely needed. Being the little sister to the leader of the Valentinos left her feeling overprotected and lonely. Everyone was her guardian and not her friend. She wasn't even sure she could take a lover without his promises being compromised by the mouth of her brother's pistol.

Pushing open the doors to the safehouse, she was greeted by her two cousins, Gustavo and Vincent. Vincent wrapped his arms around her before showing her to the stairs. "It's bad. Maelstrom is going to annihilate us." He whispered.

Cera shrugged, pulling the hood of her black leather duster over her head. "No te preocupes. Not if I have any say in the matter." Ascending the steps, turning at the top, she saw her brother looming over a table. Hands pressed firmly down, papers scattered about. He was staring down at something. Her eyes scanned the room, pausing at the mass of a human staring out the window. He was huge! Although he was no more than a few inches taller than her, somehow even with his back to her, Cera couldn't help herself but check him out. He wore black boots, black cargo pants with gold accents, a hint of a maroon shirt peaking from beneath the black bomber jacket. As she stepped into the room, Campo looked up. Her brother's eyes seemed grateful that she arrived safely even though he continued to talk as if she was not there. "Nos extinguiremos al anochecer si no resolvemos algo". Campo said, rounding the table. "Gracias a Dios que estás aquí".

Cera nodded, the bulking force of a human who was looking out the window turned and made eye contact with her. Who was this Adonis? Deep green eyes under dark lashes looked at her. Hell, it felt like he was looking through her. And as badly as she wanted to blush, Cera kept her eyes locked to the boys'. He was no older than she, probably the same age. "We need to face them head on, Campo. The more we wait, the more we look like sittin ducks." His voice was deeper with a hint of raspiness that Cera had not expected. His black hair was pulled back into a pony tail, his jaw was square with sharp angles. Who ever he was, just the sheer sight of him was enough to make Cera weak in the knees.

Beautiful men was not something she was new to either. Cera Orta was a gorgeous young woman. At age eighteen, she was a knock out and deadly. Mastering her cyberware as a mind hacker and having a talent for throwing knives, it was safe to say Cera was the kiss of death. She wore a long blood red shirt that covered the belt of her black cargo pants. They were stuffed into knee high black boots with a one inch heel on them. Her black leather duster kept her knives hidden. She had about twenty four on her person. Three strapped to each hip, two around each ankle, four on each thigh, one on each wrist and two on either side of her ribs. They were lightweight, giving them the ability to sail through the air with ease. At the small of her back were two lightweight smgs, carefully placed so they moved with her. Giving the illusion she was unarmed. "Estoy de acuerdo." she said. The brute smirked at her. Good fucking God, he was an Adonis wasn't he? His devilish grin made Cera have to readjust her stance, the flood gates were about to let go. "Do you know where their main warehouse is?" Brushing passed her brother, Cera walked over to the table, standing in between Campo and the brute. Out of her peripheral vision, she could see his trapeze hulking on his shoulders. Padre en el cielo, he was beautiful! Forcing herself from devious thoughts, Cera scanned the table. Her finger stopped on the green dot her cybernetics placed on the map. "Here, we hit here." Turning, Cera walked past the brute and around the other side of the table, "And we hit them now."

"Jaquito, Vincent," Campo called. The brute stepped forward as Vincent who was at the bottom of the stairs, now made his way up to the top, "Shadow Cera. Her safe return is parallel to the Valentinos survival."

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Jaquito, that was the brute's name. The size of him still shocked her as he opened the door of Campo's SUV so she could get out. Built like a brick shithouse was definitely one way to describe him. He smirked at her, though she couldn't fully read him. She didn't have time, her mind was focused elsewhere.

Campo had only sent two vehicles, three Valentinos in each, though she was sure her brother knew they were only back up incase her plan went south. Which was not an option. Exiting the SUV, Vincent huddled behind a stack of barrels just outside the mouth of the warehouse. "Mortar Jones runs these parts for Maelstrom. He's hit us hard plenty of times. Made his message clear." Jaquito nodded, acknowledging Vincent's claims. But Cera quickly scanned the building, locating Mortar in his office in the upper left wing of the warehouse.

"Then we need to send Maelstrom a message not to fuck with us." Cera stood to enter when Vincent pulled her back down to the ground.

"Are you insane? Campo will kill us for sure if we just let you walk in there without a plan! There's like fifty guys in there, not to mention there's a few within earshot." Cera rolled her eyes at her cousin.

"Campo will kill you for sure if you sit here, pussy in hand and wait for them to wipe us out. We need to hit them hard and hit them now." She looked over at Jaquito who smirked at her.

"I'll cover you." Was all he said. Rounding the corner, with Jaquito hot on her tail, Cera hid behind a concrete pillar. Deep breaths. In and out, calm your heart. Calm your inner storm. Raising her hand, she released the first knife. It landed in the Maelstrom gangbangers head with a sickening thunk. Jaquito raised his pistols, a wave of bullets showered over her shoulders. Another gang member approached her while his comrades fell behind him.

Left hand raised, sharp steel aimed to slash while it came down in a sweeping motion. She stepped to the side, sweeping his left and pressing his own blade into his throat before his back hit the floor. Without looking, her cybernetics awoke. Her mind flashed, individual slow motion shots taken in real time. Grabbing the three knives at her hip, she gracefully threw them across the room. One landed in the eye of a Maelstrom member who had his gun aimed at Jaquito's head. The other two slicing through the air with such mastered precision that they cut through two other members' jugulars like butter. He and her were the perfect blend of chaos and madness of a storm. A flurry of knives and bullets peppered the Maelstrom gangbangers of the warehouse, leaving Jaquito and Cera untouched. That was until Jaquito huddled behind a stack of wood pallets. "Chica! I'm out of ammo!"

"We got this Jack," She motioned to the machete strapped to his back, "we can switch it up like that." In one swift motion, black leather duster aired out, Cera reached for the two SMGs attached to her low back. Jackie reached back, grabbing his machete and nodded to her. "Ladies and Gentlemen, Cera Orta."

"Featuring Jackie Welles," he winked at her while she pulled the trigger on her guns. Now they had traded places. She provided the barrage of bullets. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Jackie raise the machete over his head, coming down with the full force of a monster. Blood sprayed across his chest and the wall beside him. He made killing and death almost beautiful. He was certainly an Adonis, a warrior she was proud to fight beside, one who made her heart accelerate. Soon the warehouse was silent. The bodies of Maelstrom were spread about and Cera dropped her empty guns at the bottom of the stairs leading to Mortar's office.

Ascending the steps, she heard the click. Thumb pressed against the back of cold steel. Taking the safety off. She stepped into the open doorway. Mortar pointed the gun at her. She felt a force grab the back of her leather duster and pull her backwards. Jackie's large hand gripped the worn leather, spinning her around. Wrapping his strong arms around her, he pulled her against his broad chest as he pressed his body against the metal wall. Hot firing bullets echoed into a blur. Faded, they sounded so far away. Cera was so far away from them. Honeyed amber eyes looked up and into Jackie's intense emerald green eyes. "I got you, chica." His raspy voice breathed, exhaling the scent of tequila and lime. She was oh so close to his freckled face. She was oh so close to his square jawline. She was oh so close to his chest, to all the power this man was. All the power and force this man is. Cera held her breath. She had to. She was so close, dangerously to this guardian. So close she could almost taste him. And how she certainly wanted to.

But the sharp echoing click of an empty mag forced Cera to pull herself from Jackie's grip. Entering the narrow room, Cera stepped to the side. Her eyes scanning the desk for a weapon, settling on a sharp silver letter opener.

Jackie's fist caught the Maelstrom leader by surprise, his head bouncing off the desk like a basketball. "Estúpido hijo de puta, don't you know who you shootin' at?" Mortar raised his head as if to say something to Jackie. Foolish. Grabbing the back of Mortar's black hair, Jackie slammed the Maelstrom leader's face back into his desk.

"Ease up, Jackie." Cera leaned across the desk, Mortar turned his face to the side. Shifty eyes looking up at them. "Surely it was a simple mistake right?" she cooed at the Maelstrom leader. Her voice dripping with venom, her eyes flashing up Jackie along with her vicious pearly viper's smile. She was deadly serious and Jackie knew it. He couldn't get enough of it. Campo had always said his little sister was one bad bitch but Jackie never knew how deadly and beautiful she was. "Los Valentino no les agrada la matanza de miembros de la familia". Mortar knew who she was now. And she wanted him to know, "Isabel Orta sends her regards."

The Maelstrom leader chuckled, shaking what he could of his head from under the pressure of Jackie's grip, "Isabel Orta is dead."

Jackie's eyes went wide. Now he knew why Campo ordered his sister back. This prick was the one who offed their mother. But Cera only smiled at the douchebag's remark. "My mistake." Her smile faded, her deep amber eyes glared at him. "Then tell her I said hello." With a quickness of a lightning strike, Cera stabbed the letter opener through Mortar's ear. His gasp of pain, a fleeting dream. Sleek perfection traveled faster than he could fathom from one side of his brain to the other. Blood pooled out of his ear and nostrils. Pulling back, she looked at Jackie. She wanted to be anywhere but here. Killing Mortar wouldn't bring her and Campo's mother back, but the message was sent. And it was clear. The Valentinos were not to be fucked with. "We're done here." Her voice was cold, ice broken and bitter with the truth. It longed for a comfort she doubted she would find in this world. Turning from the gruesome scene, Jackie reached out. His large fingers danced on this inside of her wrist.

"You okay, Chica?" He was concerned about her. She wanted to push him away. She wanted tell him not to meddle in the affairs of her emotions. But she couldn't. She couldn't bring herself to do it.

"I will be. Thank you, Jaquito." Cera reached up and kissed his cheek before turning and walking back down the stairs. Campo will want to know the deed was done. No matter the consequences, she would handle them. The way she always has.

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Spanish to English Translation:

Nos extinguiremos al anochecer si no resolemos algo - We'll go extinct by nightfall if we don't figure something out

Gracias a Dios que estas aqui- Thank God you're here

Estay de acuerdo - i agree

Padre en elcielo- father in heaven

Estupido hijo de puta - stupid son of a bitch

Los Valentino no les agrada la matanza de miembros da la familia - The Valentinos they don't like the killing of family members.

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mysteryideasgroups · 1 year

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Mystery Ideas Groups

Welcome to Mystery Ideas Groups

Cera Minnie

Ghost Cera/Ghost Cera Minnie

Mike Weld

Ecole Rivas

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Ask: Open

Questions and Answers: Open

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All belongs to my msa ocs sonas of Mystery Ideas Teams Groups Gangs Squads Crews

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shalnen · 23 days

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#arte #art #cera #carton box #cat #cat ghost #landscape #painting

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giveawayp · 6 months

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askceraxecole · 1 year

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Baby Ortencia

For @ask-lewis-and-the-gang

Baby Ortencia Minnie Rivas belongs to her msa oc sona

#cerole #cera x ecole #ceraxecole #cera #cera minnie #msa cera #ecole #ecole rivas #msa ecole #ortencia #ortencia minnie rivas #msa ortencia #mystery skulls #mystery skulls animated #mystery skulls ghost #msa

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sarahespacial · 1 year

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Trampa Número 16: Fantasma

#trampa #sarah cera #trampa número 16 #mb #ilustración sarah cera #cd #ghost #monster high #spectra #old phone #00s aesthetic #90s aesthetic

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pessimistic-gh0st · 3 months

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What songs do you think Tori Spring would listen to?

Definitely a lot of Radiohead (particularly No Surprises, Let Down, How To Disappear Completely, Fake Plastic Trees, Jigsaw Falling Into Place and Street Spirit (Fade out)) and I feel like she would relate and love a lot of Mitski songs, though she wouldn't know that many considering she prefers to listen to individual songs rather than whole artists. I feel like she would listen to THE LONELIEST by Måneskin at 2am and would have Quiet, The Winter Harbor by Mazzy Star on one of her playlists too haha.

And here are some other ones: Between the Bars by Elliott Smith, I Deserve to Bleed by Sushi Soucy, Telescope by Cage the Elephant, Miss Misery by Elliott Smith, Andromeda by Weyes Blood, A Different Age by Current Joys, Where Is My Mind by the Pixies, Ramona by Beck from Scott Pilgrim, Ghosting by Mother Mother (to be honest I think Tori would like a lot of Mother Mother songs), The Record Player Song by Daisy the Great, Northern Attitude (with Hozier) by Noah Kahan and Hozier, Kids by Current Joys, Tired by Beabadoobee and Clay Pigeons by Michael Cera. There are a lot more to be honest, but I could go on forever

#these are literally just songs chosen from my Tori Spring playlist haha #thanks for the ask anon #answered #anon #tori spring #it's funny because it's true #michael holden #solitaire #alice oseman #solitaire alice oseman #osemanverse #heartstopper #tori spring headcanon #sprolden #nick and charlie #gh0st.txt

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sexystevebuscemi · 2 months

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RANK ALL THE STEVE BUSCEMI MOVIES/SHOWS YOU’VE SEEN GO GO GO GO

MJ YOU'RE AN ABSOLUTE GEM. ty for letting me go crazy here.... Side note I've typed this out twice and lost all my work twice. Third times the charm here.

Here's everything I have seen with Steve in it, including minor roles. I am NOT including his appearance in pulp fiction though (even if he was super cute).

THE OFFICIAL SEXYSTEVEBUSCEMI RANKING OF FILMS (that Steve is in) (that I have seen):

Parting Glances (1986): MY FAVORITE MOVIE EVER. my number one. My reason to live. Steve is so fucking cute in this and he also smacks himself in the face with a dildo and says he wishes he was a lesbian. Also this movie makes me cry every. Single. Time.

Fargo (1996): ONE OF MY TOP FIVE MOVIES EVERRRRRR a nearly perfect film in every respect. Steve Buscemi sex scene where you see his butt as well. The "driving in silence" monologue is my favorite bit. And Steve looks so fucking DELICIOUS in this one gdhdjdjd

Reservoir Dogs (1992): would I be a proper trans man without resdogs in the top five?? Tarantino I hate you for putting the n word in here. Steve looks so good it makes my chest hurt.

Ghost World (2001): he looks so fucking hot in this one... Also this movie is just SO. so fuckin good. I adore the bit of behind the scenes trivia about Steve hating Seymour for dating a girl fresh out of high school in the movie, so he'd immediately change clothes after shooting to distance himself from that character. Seymour I would. I would Do Things alright??

The Big Lebowski (1998): WAUGH SO GOOD. Bowling and Steve Buscemi, my two loves.... Seeing him bowl is goofy and I love his fucking haircut in this one I wanna run my hands through his hair!!! The coffee canister scene KILLS me every single time.

Barton Fink (1991): I gotta rewatch this one I remember it being good but other than that I don't remember shit

Boardwalk Empire (2010-2014): not a movie but I do what I want and he is so fucking sexy in this

Big Fish (2003): this movie was so cute I need to rewatch. Iirc he dances And wears suspenders in this one

Escape From LA (1996): fuck everyone this movie rocks. Steve plays a skunky character and I want to take him home

Monster House (2006): I loved this movie as a kid and YEAH I'm putting it above death of Stalin what about it...

Things To Do In Denver When You're Dead (1995): ok this one probs should be much further down, BUT. The mobster talk is so fucking funny in this AND Steve plays a guy called "Mr. Shh". Like he's shushing you. (wait that's hot....who said that...) Also this one holds a special spot in my heart bc I watched it w my friend Emma in like 2016 and it altered our vocabulary

The Death of Stalin (2017): BALD STEVE BALD STEVE BALD STEVE. kissing his bald head

Monsters, Inc (2001): a Classic imho

Portlandia (2011-2017): not a movie but I'm adding it anyway bc. The Celery Man bit Steve did was so fucking silly

Love In The Time of Money (2002): objectively bad but there's smth charming about it to me. Also Steve is REALLY fucking hot in this one idk what it issssss

Black Kites (1996): I'm too dumb to comprehend this one but Steve looks good

Hotel Transylvania (2012): cuteee

The Boss Baby (2017): ok sue me I watched this when I was on my period and it made me think of my relationship w my sibling and I may have cried ok

Monsters University (2013): don't rly remember this one either ghfghh

Hotel Transylvania 2 (2015): barely remember this one lol

Igor (2008): I remember this being cute, watched it as a kid when it came out

Mystery Train (1989): he was cute in this but that's p much it.

Armageddon (1998): dude, this one.... It's too long for what it is and not enough Steve to be worth it for me grhfjdkd

Youth In Revolt (2009): Steve was so dilfy in this I don't rly remember anything else though I watched this a million years ago when I was. Obsessed w Michael Cera of all things lmfao

G-Force (2009): very forgettable children's movie

The Wedding Singer (1998): STEVE WAS THE ONLY TOLERABLE PART OF GHIS MOVIE he looked cute as fuckkkk and hearing him sing was awesome I love you Steve..... Please don't work with Adam Sandler anymore I'm begging you....

The Incredible Burt Wonderstone (2013): this movie was Ass.

Grown Ups (2010): eughh

Hubie Halloween (2020): awful. Fuck you Adam Sandler.

The Ridiculous Six (2015): FUCK ADAM SANDLER HARD NO LUBE

#ok fuck wait ok i think i fixed it now #dichromaticdyke #answered #steve buscemi #personal

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thatfanficgurl · 10 months

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Chapter 7: Ah Up

April 2066

He wasn't quite sure how he ended up here; touring empty corridors of neon. Leaning back against the cool concrete pillar, Jackie tried to recollect his thoughts. ¡Hijo de puta! He was never drinking Gustavo under the table again. Gustavo was a loyal member of the Valentinos and the owner of La zarigüeya enyesada bar just outside of Heywood. Tonight, they were celebrating.

For months, Jackie had been saving up eddies to buy Cera a ring. He planned to propose to her this weekend.

Staring at his own reflection in a puddle just below where he stood, he chuckled to himself. She wasn't going to be too happy that he was drunk. Regaining his wits, Jackie proceeded down the sidewalk to the Valentino safehouse. Stumbling a bit, he reached out. Grasping the metal door handle, he almost fell backwards when Cera whipped the door open.

"Jaquito!" she exclaimed, pulling him forward by the sides of his leather jacket. Putting his hands on her shoulders, he forced himself steady.

"Mi amor, ahí estás". slurring his words as he purred the flirtatious gesture.

"¿Qué diablos en realidad? ¿Estás borracho?" Cera swore, her voice suddenly very cross with him.

Jackie straightened up, leaning forward he kissed her cheek before sheepishly shrugging his shoulders, "Maybe a lil." Cera shook her head, lacing her fingers up with his own before dragging him upstairs to the second floor.

Living quarters for Valentino members were located on the second floor of the building. First floor was for vehicles and bikes, third floor held Campo's room and the central room where they planned out their Maelstrom attacks. That being said, Cera and Jackie had the largest room. It had a small kitchenette; consisting of a microwave, mini fridge and a small sink. The bathroom was a tight standing shower and toilet combo. Their bed though, was the best. Behind the black metallic headboard was a massive nine foot by twelve foot sized window that looked out onto the bright lights of Night City and Heywood.

Cera smirked, helping Jackie out of his jacket. "Campo is getting nervous." she commented, her breath hitched. She thought she would be used to seeing Jackie shirtless or nearly naked by now. Reaching back, he pulled his maroon t-shirt off. His pectorals were at least twice the size of her hands. Large enough to display the golden glint from the cross that hung around his neck. Jackie was a massive bulk of a man. His six back abs, although not entirely well defined at the moment, triumphed the size of anyone else. He wasn't just her partner, he was her champion. Jackie had had her back in every shootout they found themselves in. Every corner they were backed into, Jackie always found a way out. He was clever like that.

Sliding his black jeans off, Jackie chuckled at her. Even though he was flaccid, the outline of his cock in his boxers made Cera concerned. She wasn't sure how she'd ever fit that cadillac in her dog house. "¿Ves algo que te gusta, chica?" His voice purred at her, teasing. Cera shook her head, pushing him away towards the bathroom.

"Get in the shower, Jack. You stink somethin' fierce." Cera smirked, watching him saunter into the bathroom. "Did you hear me before? Campo's getting nervous."

"What does he have to be nervous about?" Jackie called back while Cera picked up his clothes from the floor.

"They're too quiet, thinks they're planning something." Grabbing his leather jacket to hang up on the other side of the door, a small black box fell out with a small thunk. Cera reached down, curious about why Jackie would have something like this. "I think he's right." She called to him from the open living/bedroom. It was a small velvet box. Definitely something pricey. Soft. It felt soft against her fingertips. Trembling slightly, Cera opened to the small box. Tears forming in the corner of her eyes, they stung.

It was a small gold ring with a single sapphire in the middle. Inside the gold band were the following words: Las hermosas luces de sus ojos. Blue, it was her favorite color. "This can't be.." she whispered out loud. She knew he loved her, but she didn't know he loved her this much?!?! Did Campo know? Did he already give Jackie his blessing? She was so lost in the moment, she never heard the shower stop.

Jackie stood in the bathroom doorway, with nothing but a white towel wrapped around his waist. The hot shower sobered him just enough for him to focus on Cera's fallen face. "What's wrong?" he asked, crossing the room to her side. That's when he saw it. She had found the ring.

"Jackie, this..." her voice trailed off, eyes of honeyed amber look at him. Looking through him.

"Mierda, Cera. Was gonna ask you this weekend." He smiled at her.

"Wait? What?" Was all she could say before Jackie gently took the box from her. Slowly, he dropped down to one knee.

"Hope this thing doesn't unravel." he mumbled under his breath. The last thing he needed was to be proposing to the woman of his dreams with his polla y bolas hanging out. "Cera, I keep tryin' to find the right words to tell ya how much ya mean to me. I keep fallin' short. So, I went through some of your favorite books until I found somethin' that fit." Jackie paused for a moment, clearing his throat before continuing, "The Illiad by Homer. Can't normally figure out what that greek guy is tryin to say, but this much makes sense to me. 'I'd recognize you in total darkness, were you mute and I deaf. I'd recognize you in another lifetime entirely, in different bodies, And I would love you in all of this, until the very last star in the sky burnt out into oblivion.' Cera Orta, will you marry me before my pelotas get any colder?" He smirked while tears fell from her gemstones eyes.

"Jack.." she didn't know what to say. In fact, she didn't want this perfect moment to end. Taking a deep breath, it dawned on her. She didn't care what her brother thought. It didn't matter what anyone else thought. There was no one who made her this happy. There was no one else in the world she could bare her soul to without judgment. There was only Jaquito. "Yes." she exhaled. "Before your pelotas get any colder." She grinned, full pearlescent teeth shimmered in the reflection of the light. Jackie smiled, taking the ring out and slipping it over her finger.

There was no one else in this world that made him feel more whole. There was nothing he wouldn't do for this woman, she was all of his weaknesses. The sound of her voice echoed all commands of his heart. Jackie reached up, caressing the back of her neck. Fingers entwined in her deep brown hair as he gently pulled her into a kiss. His lips frantically, feverishly searched hers. Tinder igniting to her flame. A hiss escaped his lips, Cera had bit his lower lip. "Easy there, killer. You still have to wait till our wedding night." He cursed under his breath, he would wait for her though the ignition that stirred beneath his towel certainly didn't want to. He would wait for her. Always.

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Spanish to English Translations:

Hilo de puta - Son of a bitch

La zarigueya enyesada - The Plastered Possum

Mi amor, ahi esta - My love, there you are

Que diablos en realidad? Estas barracho - What the actual fuck? Are you drunk?

Ves algo que te gusta, chica? - See something you like, chica?

Las hermosas luces de sus ojos - The beautiful lights of her eyes

Mierda - Shit

Polla y bolas - dick and balls

Pelotas - balls

#fanfiction #cyberpunk 2077 #adecentread #thatfanficgurl #jackie x cera welles #ghosts cyberpunk fanfic #Spotify

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