#javier navarro

[yoinkyoy]

omg this fucking photo what kind of yaoi is this

[vasiliquemort]

☀️☀️☀️

@borednschooled...

I slam this on your table and run away >з>

[claudia-nomusaabara]

@yoimfran I have to send you a shout you for these pieces!! Thank you so much!!

[the-melting-world]

Escapade

~ In which a suave shoe cobbler is interrupted by a charming seamstress...

These two have been on my mind for too long! They were determined to finally meet. Thank you @borednschooled for letting me borrow the handsome Javier. I hope I did him justice! 💖

Music: "Escapade" by Janet Jackson

~ 750 words

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Somewhere deep in the Vesuvian borough of Little Firent, a well dressed man was propped against a wall, peeling an orange.

His name was Javier Navarro and he was searching his memories for the best method to get this orange undone. He tried to remember how his late mother would have gone about it.

But he came up short.

“Damn everything.”

It was the first curse of many more that were far less tame. They came out of Javier’s mouth the moment he realized that juice had squirted across the front of his embroidered champagne vest.

Determined to free himself from as much of the stain as he could, he quickly wrapped up the half-peeled orange in a handkerchief and tucked it away in his pocket. Then he pulled out a back-up kerchief and started dabbing insistently at the mess.

A loud cough somewhere off to the left broke Javier’s concentration. He paused and looked up to see someone else occupying the narrow side street.

Javier couldn’t decide if they were in need of help or simply taking a break against the wall just as he was.

The longer Javier stared at the stranger’s sky blue hair and breezy attire, the more he appreciated what he saw.

“Were you insulting that orange just now?” The stranger asked, grinning partly behind a decorative fan. With one arm they supported their weight on the wall and with the other they gently batted the fan to cool themselves off.

Javier, who was in a better mood now, gestured down his front. “It insulted me first.”

The pretty fan paused just above the stranger’s nose. Their dark eyes became soft and watchful as they scanned Javier’s form, the hidden half of their face giving nothing away.

“If you’re worrying that the orange made a fool out of you, please don’t. It did not succeed.” The stranger said with a voice like silk. Their body shifted towards Javier, but they stumbled and dropped their fan, bracing themselves on the wall with both hands.

Javier rushed to help them. He gathered their fallen accessory and brushed away the debris from the panels of swan feathers and beaded lace.

“Pardon me, but do you need a hand?” Javier asked as he returned their belongings.

“Would you, darling?” A lock of blue hair had spilled into their eyes. They tucked it behind their ear. “Just to the nearest cafe. I tried to be efficient and take a shortcut, but had I known there would be so many stairs…”

They told Javier that their name was Solo. After Javier introduced himself, the two of them fell into idle chatter as they walked together. They moved very slowly at first. Javier could tell that Solo still needed to catch their breath despite their attempt to hide it. If he wasn’t paying attention to the well-timed intakes of breath during the lulls in the conversation, he would have missed it.

When they reached the cafe, Solo exhaled in what could have only been relief.

They patted their escort’s arm. “Javier, you saved me this afternoon, truly. You’re an angel.”

Javier adjusted his glasses. “I’m no angel.” His sly smile disappeared into his mustache.

“A knight then.” Solo said breezily and gestured with their fan. “In shining citrus.”

Javier laughed. So did Solo, covering their face as they did so.

“Let me buy you a coffee,” Javier said, “And perhaps a pastry to help get your energy back up.”

Solo gave the brightest of smiles. “How could I say no?”

While the two of them were entering the cafe, Solo chuckled, “You know, you could just become my sugar daddy. Then you’d never have to ask.”

Javier’s eyes lit up. “Sugar daddy?” He leaned towards their ear, whispering, “Where do I sign? Can I start tomorrow?”

A flash of white feathers and lace suddenly eclipsed his vision of Solo.

“Mmm. I was only teasing, Javi.”

It was a while before the fan came down. Not until after they were both sitting with their coffee. Composed once again, Solo’s face finally resurfaced. Javier was worried that he had ruined the date before it had even begun when Solo suddenly dived into a new line of questions.

Javier didn’t expect Solo to ask about his profession or where he went to get his clothes made. But they had and so he told them. There was something about Solo’s magnetic charm and easy conversation that made Javier forget all about the orange stains from before.

[into-the-daniverse]

Lucio, Javier, and Rodrigo threesome/hate sex:

Consensual tryst between three men with two of them that HATE each other (Lucio and Rodrigo) while at the same time using that opportunity to compete for Javi's attention.

Aka "I like/love him more than I hate you and I will use this as an opportunity to win him from you."

GOD this sounds amazing 😂😂😂

Good fucking luck Javier, I'm personally exhausted just thinking about having to entertain both of those Ultra Dramatic assholes.

It's probably a good idea to make sure there aren't any weapons or anything that can be used as a weapon anywhere in the same room—though to be fair I doubt either Rodrigo or Lucio really need weapons to cause harm to each other.

[silverlake-gossip]

what do you think of tierney’s podcast? holly’s blog? javi’s music? matt’s movie? robin’s shore– i mean clothes?

Tierney’s podcast — I listened to an episode, but I don’t know any of these newfangled artists on the scene so honestly I had no clue what she and her friend were talking about.

Holly’s blog — Really good stuff. I’m a big fan of thinkpieces, the longer, the better. They should think about a book deal. 

Javi’s music — Really good stuff, saw a live performance some months back. This dude’s gonna go huge and I said it here first. 

Matt’s movie — Let’s hope his agent has some better stuff lined up. 

Robin’s clothes — Very creative! I love what she does with her stuff. Don’t know much about fashion though. Dennis might have more opinions in that area. 

@tierney-rose  @hollybernex  @javi-navarro  @matthew-adams  @robinshore​

[claudia-nomusaabara]

Midsummer Masquerade outfits!

Anele:

I love the white and delicate theme for Anele so I'm going to keep up with that for her outfit! Include a Secretary bird mask to complete her look.

Javier:

Something simple but sexy for him and I wanted to include some wild patterns like his masquerade outfit! So he's got an open robe with some exposed chest and his black domino mask for his outfit.

Bhekithemba:

He'll get the same pattern treatment as Javier but he'll be rocking a boxers type look with an open mesh shirt and a Ndebele pattern to add. He'll also be wearing a Vervet money mask matching his familiar.

Claudia:

She'll be wearing the outfit I had her for last year!

[claudia-nomusaabara]

This drabble was from earlier this year when I had to borrow @the-melting-world 's Solo just so I can have him and Javier dancing together.

Thank you girl!

Two In Time

Javier moved in time with his dance partner and the violin, his right hand clasped Solo's white manicured hand while his left circled Solo's trim waist. Javi lightly grips the material of the dress around her waist, feeling cool white silk and pearls on his fingers.

Javi cocks a grin at Solo gliding effortlessly with him and the other dancers across the ballroom, "You move so well. This gown moves like it's weightless."

Solo chuckles and Javi's heart skips at its purity, "It just comes naturally. I've been making dresses my whole, it's only natural I learn how it moves. It's the same with your shoes Mr. Navarro, clothes can look good AND functional at the same time. Remember that."

Javi laughs heartily, his eyes crinkling at the corners beneath his mask as he spins Solo in time with the other dancers, "I'll be sure to remember that!"

He saw Solo's eyes shine with amusement beneath her swan mask, her smile spreading across her face "You better."

Javier brought Solo back to him, noticing the lack of space between them. Unsure whether it was him, Solo's doing, or both he wasn't complaining.

The smell of light Jasmine wafting from her neck and the spice of blood orange cologne from him made it impossible for Javier to ignore how well they fit together.

His light brown eyes traced Solo's visible features. Her lips were decorated pale pink and what he could see of her cheeks beneath the mask were too. Her cerulean hair swept over the right side of her face, standing her out from the crowd.

Solo glanced shyly away from him and he realized how much he had been staring.

Javier leaned close to Solo's ear his cheek brushing his hair back a little, surprised at his shyness, "I...I'm happy you came tonight."

He felt Solo's strong hand cradle the back of his neck lighting his skin on fire, "Thank you for inviting me. I know there were probably a lot of people banging down your door."

"Not the ones I'm interested in."

"Even the ones that had their eyes on you since we walked in?"

Javier pulled back from Solo's ear, looking deep into her eyes, he reluctantly let go of Solo's hand to lightly cup his chin. Lifting her eyes to gaze at his, softly talking to her, "What if I told you...yours are the only ones I see?"