karol g. she/her. female. › spotted at the met steps , maria-fernanda jaramillo , most likely listening to TQG by karol g with their airpods pro . the twenty-eight year old gained quite a reputation , known to be -selfish yet loyal to anyone who knows them . you'll easily spot them when you hear about cherry blossom hair, the smell of chanel chance eau tendre , the diamond choker wrapped around her neck and tatted up thighs , followed by blossom by dior . latest nepoupdates article talks about the obvious scandal of mafe leaving her fiancee at the alter , but i guess any reputation is good reputation .
maria fernanda " mafe " jaramillo was born on devils night ( or at least that's what her grandmother used to say ) , born two minutes earlier than her twin brother at 3:00 am on october 31st, in medellin colombia. she was the first girl out of five boys , everyone who laid eyes on her enamored with the prized jewel of the jaramillo family. her life was anything but normal , being much more privileged than most of the people that she encountered , at a young age she didn't know much about , what it meant to be a jaramillo. she was aware that her family was well respected , never having to wait for anything , being fed from a gold spoon ( literally ) and having anything that her heart desired.when camilo was born , it was like she had her own personal little doll to play with. she adored him , with every being in her soul, protected him from her fathers righteous ways and her older brothers bullying , at the youngest jaramillo. she never thought that she could love someone as much as her little brother but as the grew older , she realized that having the last name jaramillo , wasn't all it was cracked out to be. though as she got older, she learned what would happen if anyone disrespected , anyone with the last name jaramillo, DEATH was the only revenge.
she was about twelve , when her eldest brother and her twin decided to go to business . she was in charge of making sure that everything was ready for their return, though what she didn't expect was to only welcome one brother back , the other one was gone : killed by the mexican cartels orders. since that moment everything changed , her mother decided that she didn't want the same life for her younger kids , especially not for camilo. pepa and herself , already had a taste and even though , she could level with it , violence was pepa's own vice : something that he could not quite quit . so that was it , their life in colombia had ended and miami it was. her father had some connections down here, people who still valued and idolized their family name , as crazy as it sounded.
music helped her deal with her life , it helped her sort of go to a world where their was an escape. where her life seemed just a very bad nightmare. miami was ideal but it wasn't colombia. she missed the food , she missed the people . god , she missed her ocean. on her fifteenth birthday , her mother wanted to do this big party for her. everyone who was someone , was going to show up. they were out looking through some ideas on what she wanted but nothing seemed to stick out to her , so they had one last party planner to meet with. as they were making their way to the car , mafe had forgotten her phone and decided to go back for it. it all happened in a split second , the loud BOOM echoed around her , smoke filling up her hues , the sharp noise that echoed in her ears seemed to distract her from looking for her mother. it wasn't until she looked for her that she saw the car up in flames. by the time she wanted to run and check on her mother, people were holding her back and the rest was simply a blur.
a lot of things changed for the whole family, sunday dinners had become meetings and there wasn't much life in the household. pepa and mafe decided to try their luck in the city of dreams and luckily enough , both of them were known for something more than just the cartel family. their faces changed peoples perspective of them , the twins were doing what they did best and that was putting on a show , a damn good one at that. it wasn't long til mafe met someone , this one took her for a loop. she thought that love could save her, and after just a few months they decided to marry. she thought this could save her, this could heal her but as the day came, she ran ----- she ran and never looked back. leaving the man that could have loved her, could have given her a good life but deep down she didn't need anyone to take care of her , she would do that all by herself.
hands rest on the keyboard , she’s been at this for over two hours and she still can’t seem to find a damn melody that fits well with what she has written in her notepad , nothing feels right . perfectly manicured nails slam down on the keyboard frustrated , it isn’t until she hears the door to her home studio open that she turns around and sees the femme , an unknown smile creeps onto her petals , one that she doesn’t notice until her face hurts from the grin . ❝ what’re you doing here so late , your date wasn’t up to your expectations ? let me guess , not as pretty as me ? ❞
"bitch, what!?" a short laugh escaped her at the image in her head of what mafe described. "and i thought my family dinners were bad." to be fair, gemma preferred not to advertise the james family drama whenever something went down. "remind me never to get on your bad side." it was almost unbelievable if she didn't know mafe. "i mean, you could've just not went?" that seemed like an obvious answer, but gemma was no stranger to complicated family dynamics. "but oh well, she fucked around and found out."
she pulls up the blanket higher so that it covers most of her frame , though the glass of pinot noir never leaves her hand ❝ i was already pissed that camilo and pepa flaked out on me ——- i can at least blame you for one of my brothers not being there , what’s been going on with that ? ❞ she’s never been one to pry but gemma was a good friend of hers and it just seemed that on her brothers end , he was going to fuck this up : it’s in their blood , happiness for them just seemed far fetched . ❝ oh please , amor mío ( my love ) , you could never get on my bad side ❞ she blows a kiss towards her friend’s direction ❝ please , as If my father would have been okay with his only daughter not going - as if ❞ a flip of pink hair over her shoulder as she takes another sip ❝ but tell me more about you &. enough about my family drama , how’s everything been with you ? ❞
⌞ ☆ . ❛ only across the table ? whew, that's practically saintly compared to some people i've seen. ❜ if there's one thing in life nika is glad about, it's that her own family has always been supportive of her & that even though she may have problems in other areas, her parents were never one. ❛ if you invite people who don't want to be there, you should be prepared for things to go to hell, ❜ she nods in agreement. people who hated each other made for good drama but bad dinners. ❛ how long do you think this one's lasting ? ❜
❝ thank you , someone finally understand , could have done a lot more damage than just a few scratches and a broken nose . ❞ she’s done worse to people , she knows herself how dark she can get and how thrilling it is , but she’s not that person anymore , at least that’s what she tells herself. ❝ my brothers honestly were just drinking and watching as it all happened , my lovely father was the only one who was upset and I think it was more at the fact , that I ruined a perfectly good meal . ❞ the colombian - recording artist stated with a flip of light pink hair ❝ well with the help of my lovely brother , not along ——- I’m thinking two weeks and that’s me being nice . ❞
cameron had always been fascinated to hear the latest charades of the jaramillo family - not that he ever planned to telling mafe that. it was definitely a secret best kept to himself, especially if he cared about their friendship. "and here i thought my family was a disaster," he laughed, "i've been good. ej has been good," he grinned. "and you? i hope you've had some time for yourself."
a small chuckle escapes past crimson petals as she looks towards cameron ❝ oh , you have no idea ! ❞ she didn’t think her family was really a disaster but just a mixture of the worst kinds of temper you would ever imagine , just between her and pepa - it was enough to tumble a few houses down . ❝ I’m so happy to hear that . ❞ she gives his hand a light squeeze ❝ everything been busy you know , just trying to focus on myself and ——- ❞ it was hard after the failed wedding and cam had been there for her ❝ I just wanted to tell you thank you , after everything happened , I really do appreciate it . ❞
she opens her mouth, but closes it again quickly when she decides mafe's question seems to be more on the rhetorical side rather than actually requiring an answer. the colombian's remaining prose is met with peals of laughter that tumble past regina's lips as the brunette concocts a mental image to go along with the other femme's words ── complete with steam coming out of her ears like a cartoon character. once she regains her composure, she finally utters, ❝ let's be honest. ma'am, you're getting a little old for tantrums. ❞ her friendship with mafe may be strained, but some habits are hard to break and she can't help teasing the other like she used to. whatever. frenemies do that, too. ❝ i don't get it, ❞ she begins, head shaking from side to side, ❝ you know she'll be yesterday's news before the next bank holiday. so, what did she really do ? ❞
the history that the mayer’s and the jaramillo’s had was a unique one , their fathers had been in business together ever since the jaramillos had moved to the states. then shortly after mafe and pepa had liked the new shiny toy that was regina, the trio had been inseparable until both twins decided that getting into bed with regina would be smart , pepa being pepa found a friendship out of it . with mafe it became something more but then again it all ended just as fast as it started. regina’s prose causes a roll of her eyes and a scoff to follow shortly after ❝ tantrums are for children who just whine and do nothing , beating someone ass is not a tantrum ——- it’s the true definition of fuck around and find out . . . . ❞ mafe stated with a mischievous somewhat victorious grin on her face, regina’s final inquiry prose causes her to furrowed her brows and play with the water droplets on the chardonnay before her, it was scary how good regina knew her at times ❝ she wants to take the last name jaramillo and wants to remove my mothers pictures from every area of the manor , talking about ` needs a more modern outlook ’ please she wouldn’t know what good taste was , even if it hit her in the face . ❞
her expression was somewhere between a pout and a frown. this was nowhere near the first time mafe had made such comments, and sometimes jinni would go along with whatever scheme she concocted, partially in hopes of keeping her out of extra trouble. however, today a sigh threatened to escape. ❝ no, ❞ she finally said. ❝ rehearsals were super tough today so i'm really not in the partying mood. ❞ and running into mafe's twin was not something yujin wanted to deal with either. she couldn't fully explain it but she felt nothing but bad vibes when around him.
her mother had always called her and her twin , moon babies . they were born on a full moon and in her mother's mind that meant that. they belonged to the night but regardless mafe’s skepticism, she somewhat believed that the moon recharged her , whether it was spiritually or emotionally. ❝ NO ? ❞ she inquired with a head tilt as she looked at the brunette before her , scanning her from head to toe ❝ yeah that’s not going to work —— that word really doesn’t exist in my vocabulary. ❞ and not to sound like a total bitch but it didn’t and she simply wasn’t someone who would take no for an answer. ❝ look relax, I know you’re not a big fan of my brother , so he will keep his distance ——- he’s honestly just going to perform and then he will be out shoving his tongue down some groupies throat ——- I just really need some fun tonight , please ? ❞ she looked at her friend and blinked her lashes with a sweet smile on cherry petals.
“ you’re bloody insufferable sometimes, you know that? ” tilting her chin downwards, brown optics glared towards the other. still, a small smile threatened to appear on the dj’s face. sighing, logan leaned off the edge of her bed to look underneath it, only to sit back up and toss a matching set of so - called undergarments at mafe, with no regard as to where they land.
❝ isn’t that why you like me so much ? ❞ mafe had a way with her words , it’s what helped her get whatever she wanted , whenever she wanted - sometimes it was real and sometimes it simply wasn’t , you never really knew with her. as she throws her the matching fenty pair , she smiles stuffing them in her purse and dropping it on the nearest placement ❝ well don’t you look real pretty today —- any special occasion ? ❞ she steps closer to her , her face inches apart as she tucks a strand of her black hair behind her ear ❝ though , I think it would look a lot nicer somewhere on the floor . ❞
despite knowing he shouldn't, damon chuckled, his mind providing an amusing image of the events. ❝ it sounds like she was asking for it. ❞ he'd gotten into fights over far less. thankfully, no one had ever insulted his mother otherwise he would need to be dragged off whoever had. however, listening to mafe's antics made damon feel like he possessed the epitome of self-control, which couldn't be further from the truth. ❝ why did you even waste your time going in the first place? it's not like this one is going to be around long. ❞ not that he didn't understand the unfortunate reality of having to play nice with people he'd rather pretend didn't exist.
she throws her hands in the air ❝ FUCKING FINALLY ! ❞ she didn’t like people enabling her and her actions , SHE LOVED IT ! she hated when people thought that a women had to be kind , perky and pristine all the time , she could play the role quite well but that didn’t mean that was who she was. ❝ &. that’s why you’re my favorite . ❞ out of all her brothers friends , she liked damon the best , she didn’t need to play appearances , he knew them for far too long to pretend to be someone , she wasn’t. ❝ because he wanted to discuss family business and it’s not like we can say no ——- ❞ it was really impossible to say no , to her father when it came down to them talking " family business " which in their language it simply meant that someone had fucked up and there were going to be consequences ❝ look don’t get me wrong , I don’t care who my dad fucks , he’s a man with needs and has been alone for far too long. i would be a child , if i said that he would never be with anyone else BUT he's making someone his wife. It’s just ludicrous , cosas de loco ( crazy people things ) ! ❞
brenton takes a double glance at the information being shared , 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 . if anything , it makes him laugh aloud like an 𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐓 . had he been in a less senior position , he would’ve probably let loose on a few people too . many knew him to be a hot head in high school , but not like that . ❝ are you fuckin’ with me ? ❞ it’s rhetorical at best , because he knows full well that she’s serious . ❝ how many times have you even done that now ? i swear i’ve heard you go batshit crazy in relation to her before . ❞ then again , was he really surprised ?
mafe believes on the whole you respect me and I respect you scenario , it didn’t matter the status , how much money you made , it was simple . as she hears the laughter coming from the other before her , she gives him a stern - playful look ❝ i am thrilled that my misery truly brings you happiness , really that’s the reason why i decided to tell you . ❞ mafe adds with a sigh escaping her brims , leaning back on the couch ❝ to big head - small body ( aka her father's new fiancée ) , only once and anyone else whose spoken ill will of my mother , well let’s just say it hasn’t been pretty . ❞ she doesn’t get into the details of it all , just wanted brenton to agree that she wasn’t wrong and was in full right to do what she did .
alexei is unsure of how to respond when she wraps up her story of how she dragged her future step mother across a dinner table. he clears his throat and shifts in his seat, somewhat uncomfortable with the words rolling off the red heads tongue. surely she was joking, right? though the look on her face tells him she’s dead serious. ❝right.❞ he replies, running a hand past his hair, which he had just very recently switched to black. ❝um,❞ he trails off, trying to think of what he could say to her, ❝well, how did your father react to all of this?❞ even though her story admittedly scared him, he was curious to know what her father did to his daughter dragging his future wife across a table. that sounded like a soap opera in itself.
mafe is aware of how she sounds , anyone who didn’t know her would think she was some unhinged person with no self control and even though she had mastered the role of patience ( not entirely really ) . she has no issues with her father finding someone new , he deserves happiness or at least a shred of it , right ? ❝ don’t look at me like that , I’m not a total maniac . ❞ she was partially being honest , she thought about things before she did them , it’s just when it came to her mother , she saw red . ❝ how the hell do you think he reacted ? ❞ a frustrated sigh escapes her lips as she looks at alexei ❝ he wanted me to apologize and I told him that I’d give him the number of my plastic surgeon because now she could actually look halfway decent . ❞ she gave a nonchalant shrug after her prose ❝ maybe now she can fix the crooked nose and do something about her manly arms . ❞
he's been alternating between the rich and famous parents free pass and the rockstar older brother free pass to keep him afloat since he returned from school, squeezing his way through the door to places that he really shouldn't be allowed in to without the credit card of a kent family member who isn't currently slinging lattes to ... prove a point ? drew is not entirely clear on why cutting off all contact with their parents also had to involve working at starbucks and abandoning him actually. anyway. he's not looking to dissect luka's severe case of main character syndrome over his mildly grifted brunch. "well, when i said that i want to write a pitch for scream 7, i meant that ... was pretty much my whole pitch for scream 7," he confesses. "i don't have anything more specific in mind. not to spoil too much of my graphic novel, but i've actually kind of got to keep any spare ideas for gruesome slasher - style deaths to myself for now just in case my publisher greenlights a sequel."
the jaramillos were very well respected , from being into several business and heads of several charities to know having their youngest kids on the music charts and billboards of dior and gucci. they’re connection included several a list celebrities such as guillermo del toro , salma hayek , al pacino just to name a few and the topic at hand christopher landon. brows furrowed as she looked at the homme before her ❝ okay so, is that all you were planning to pitch , that was it ? ❞ she’s never been one to hold her tongue and she’s more than sure , her features give a ' are you fucking kidding me ' look . ❝ well , i can set up a meeting with chris and you can inform him of all your ideas in the little brain of yours . ❞ she takes a sip of the mimosa flute in her hand ❝ was there anything else , any deep dark secrets you wanna indulge little ol ‘ me with ? ❞
he isn’t sure how him and mafe became friends, let alone be as close as they were. casey tells himself he appreciates the fact that she doesn’t have a filter, something he’s tired of fakes from the upper east side constantly being – fake, like a damn three dollar bill. it was refreshing to have a punch you in the face type of honesty, it was something he could admire. he was the same way, but he worded stuff a lot differently than she did. ❝me, a child? nonsense. i could never be so disrespectful and irritating.❞ he could be, but only to people who genuinely deserved it, and as far as he was concerned, he didn’t do anything to deserve that type of treatment from his little cousin – he was just a spoiled demon, no questions asked. casey is now fully aware of why lukas refused to go visit him while he was around, lukas knew better, smart fucker. a laugh leaves his lips, shaking his head. ❝what was i supposed to do then, not sleep until the little fucker left? i didn’t get too comfortable mafe… i literally fell asleep, in my own damn room. he picked the lock, you know that? he was going out of his way to be devious.❞ how the hell he managed to get the damn room open was beyond casey. he had a special type of lock that he thought couldn’t be picked, but his cousin definitely proved him wrong. he smiles, sarcastically. ❝annoyingly so.❞ he replies, at the mention of her being perfect. she was perfect on the outside, he’ll give her that, but perfect on the inside? that’s impossible to achieve, he’s sure. he made a face when she used the word ‘knob’. ❝your dad’s knob? jesus mafe, just say she’s sleeping with him, no need to be so gross about it.❞ he teased, though he was being honest. ❝you think she wants to take something from you?❞ he questions, a genuine inquiry, as he rubs his eyes. ❝i doubt she, or anyone, would be able to achieve such a thing.❞
they usually say unlikely people are the best of friends and casey and herself had proven that time and time , again and again . they couldn’t have been more different but there hadn’t been anyone that she trusted more with her secrets and thoughts . she never had to hide or label herself as something else because he accepted her and at the end of the day , that was all that she truly wanted from a genuine friendship. ❝ disrespectful ? definitely not because I would have your head on a platter but irritating , un poquito . ❞ she signals a small space with her thumb and index finger , to match her verbiage . ❝ well, he is related to you . so I wouldn't expect anything less ❞ she adds with the usual devious smirk forming on her petals ❝ but I think it’s an amazing trait to have , rather be devious and cunning that stupid and gullible ❞ of course for mafe to say whatever came out at anytime without any filter. ❝ please , you know very well how my father is - she probably started as a damn prepago ( escort ) and then , she dumbed his ass down . ❞ she murmured as she chewed down aggressively on the celery stick. ❝ no , she simply wants to replace my mother , and if she thinks that I’m going to let that happen —— she is sadly mistaken , but she won’t be around for long , I have talked to pepa about it and he would be more than thrilled to help out . ❞
sage is probably the closest to being a tree hugger that someone who owns a yacht can realistically be, which means that the most he truly does is write some hefty checks for environmental charities and rattle off lukewarm complaints about stuff like overconsumption and landfills piled high with barely - worn clothing. he sighs, slipping his phone into his pocket and lifting his head to look at the shoes mafe was just considering a moment ago, but now is practically threatening to buy, as ridiculous as it sounds to him. "don't you already own shoes that look exactly like both of those ? " at the very least, he's pretty sure that he's seen mafe in shoes that are white before. and shoes that are red. and possibly even shoes that are both white and red.
` selfish people live longer ’ at least that’s what her father likes to remind her of day in and day out . they were fortunate not because of luck but because of all the tough choices that he and her grandfather had to make. she would think of the type of person she would have become , if her mother was alive , if she had raised her in a happy home instead of violence and murder but then again , that was the past and she didn’t need to dwell on that . anything she wanted she got ; no ifs , and or buts . ❝ well, in reality, i think a girl needs a little extra of everything , so why not ? ❞ the real reason why she was indulging in this shopping spree was because she was on the outs with her father but that’s not something that she was willing to share. ❝ I’m thinking we should grab something to eat , all this shopping is making me tired , what do you think , my treat of course ? ❞
