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19 she/her

[catheccino]

He’s the new ribbon

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[yazthebookish]

Gwyn and Azriel by @mistilteinnart 🤍

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[temporiibus]

in this house we love and respect camila dunne.

[littlestpersimmon]

go to sleep

[babybluebex]

plum [bucky barnes x reader angst]

➽ pairing: bucky barnes x fem!reader (y/n) ➽ word count: 1.8k ➽ summary: bucky’s plagued by nightmares, but you always help him calm down.  ➽ warnings: explicit language, violence, anxiety/panic attacks ➽ a/n: i just 🥺 metal husband needs cuddles. enjoy!

(gif made by me hehe)

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[quanxie]

the moment™

ep09 // ep01

[ttoya]

“I think it’s best if you were honest with your feelings.”

[no-droids]

Home

gif credit: @javier-pena

Part Eighteen of the Rough Day Series

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 19.5K

Warnings: SMUT, religion kink (maybe?), squirting, consensual stalking/pursuing, canon-typical violence, mention of underage drinking, uhh I believe that’s it but as always, let me know if I’ve forgotten anything please!

A/N: Hey yall!!!  So I know this chapter has been a long time coming and though I’m not completely satisfied with it, I hope it brings a little happiness to you for an hour or two while you read!  School has been kicking my ass and I’ve been in a bit of an emotional slump recently, but I pulled a few all-nighters to post this on time and it’s finally finished!  Thank you to everyone who has stuck with me and sent me encouraging words over the past month or so, I hope you enjoy the end of the Sanctuary arc💕

Also like last time, part 2 of my collaboration with @followwhereshegoes will be posted after the chapter!!  As a reminder, sweet girl is a reader insert and every imagining of her will be different—this is Lisa’s interpretation of her and her artwork is absolutely gorgeous, so please go give her a follow!

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[letaliabane]

Besides the pink shirt, this has to be one of my favourite outfits from S3X04. Look at him! That hair, the arms, the neck (literally this ep has so much neck content), that face! 

Dom Javier Peña large and in charge, goddamn!

(P.S I know these aren’t my best screenshots, most of the times he’s lookin FINEEEEEE is when he was moving lol)

screenshot masterlist

[thenightvisitor]

haru + jealousy through the years

[qveenbvtch-deactivated20230113]

Funtimes in Babylon

javier peña x fem!reader

word count: 4.7k

warnings: swearing, drinking, some drug use (in this chapter), very brief teeny tiny mention of being touched without your permission(not graphic i swear), possible typos because of my tired quarantine brain, watch me make shit up about living in a foreign country in the late 80′s, IDK how visas work even after googling it, reader can be a stubborn brat sometimes, reader is also a lil depressed and trying to figure her shit out, but aren’t we all? javi is a flirt flirt flirt flirt flirt, this is a slow burn, eventually there will be smut, so gird yer loins muh dudes (or not)

in the summer of 1988 you make the somewhat rash decision to move to Bogotá to study for your post grad. but after spending less than one semester at your university you decided to drop out. it’s kind of hard to focus on school work when the streets are filled with bullets and drugs. not to mention trying to come to terms with your own pre-mid life crisis. but hey, Colombia has been good to you, and you aren’t ready to leave just yet. so when you take a job bartending at a local dive bar you figured it would be an easy way to ride out the last few months of your visa. that was until a certain DEA agent by the name of Javier Peña became your favorite regular. 

chapter one

When the day finally came that you had successfully completed your last year of college, you promised yourself that you were definitely done with school. Besides, after having dedicated the last four years of your life to sitting in lecture halls for what often felt like days on end, writing paper after paper, and having meltdowns late into the night over your own stubborn intellect (or lack thereof at times), it seemed only fair to flip higher education the bird and bid it adiós. 

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[darthamidalas-deactivated202104]

office saints

chapter 2 | part 1

pairing: Javier Peña x Fem!Secretary!Reader

words: 4.6k+

warnings: first date nerves, seemingly unrequited feelings + mutual pining/yearning, confusing and conflicting thoughts, office romance + the complications of it | mentions and dialogue of having a sister & nephew, no Y/N.

a/n: hi pls ignore that i took chew on my heart and put it in this also ignore the screwy canon timeline many thanks okay enjoy ! 

You don’t talk to him again until next Thursday. 

Three days have passed, not including the weekend, since your last encounter with Javier and you wouldn’t say you’re tormenting yourself with the thought of him because that would mean recognizing that he shouldn’t be taking up so much of your mental capacities, but that’s exactly what you’ve been doing. 

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[longitud-de-onda]

un veneno

summary; the year is 1980. javier peña has been at the embassy in bogotá for a year when he meets you, fresh out of college and brand new to the country. set before narcos season 1.

rating; nc-17

warnings; angst, fluff, sexual content, language, alcohol, unhappy ending

playlists;

jan/feb/mar apple music • spotify

apr/may/jun apple music • spotify

jul/aug/sep apple music • spotify

january: captivate - you arrive in colombia, running into javier peña in the week before you start teaching. for some reason, you just can’t get him out of your head.

february: blossom - your friendship with javier grows as you find yourself spending more and more of your spare time with him.

march: eloquence - javier makes an unusual offer that you jump on, however it has unseen consquences.

april: melt - a heatwave leaves you and javier lounging around in your apartment most of the time, fans constantly running. but when it’s that hot, things start to boil over.

may: storm - the new relationship dynamics leave both you and javier in territory you’re not familiar with.

june: ecstasy - javier takes you on an idyllic vacation during the june school holidays 

july: thrive - your relationship with javier is hitting a easygoing phase, things are normal and lovely, and both his own friends and yours are around to observe

august: ideal - javier’s been taking later and later nights at work. and it’s taking its toll on both of you.

september: purpose - a letter from your travelling friend, charlotte, brings a decision that you thought you could pretend you didn’t have to make.

[javisjeanjacket]

Orange Peel - (javier peña x reader)

A/N: after the absolute beat down I gave y’all last week with Fold, I decided to write something fluffy to make up for it! lol 😅

Warnings: fluff, making food and eating food, some spicy implications, but nothing actually spicy, simping pretty damn hard for (1) DEA agent. 

Word count: 1.7K

The soft morning light pushed it’s fingers through Javier’s bedroom window. 

You groaned softly at it’s intrusion and stretched your sleeping legs. Awareness began to return to you and a smile crossed your features.

Stillness had settled over the apartment as the two of you slumbered, enraptured in each other and in a kind of peace that can only come from the untouchable safety of domesticity. The city below had never ceased it’s bustling, the horns honking and doors slamming through the night, yet you and Javi had remained unbothered. You had fallen asleep to the feeling of his fingertips trailing up and down your bare back and he had drifted off to the sound of your slowed breathing and the smell of your skin so very close to his.

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[plagg]

[moonlit-djarin]

In My Arms

Paring: Javier Peña x gn!reader

Warnings: Domestic and Soft Javier. 

a/n: Thanks @mitchi-c for putting this idea in my brain and letting me run with it.  💕

word count: 1.3 k 

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Time had ticked into the late hours of the night, and Javier was not home. The sun had set 5 hours ago. Dinner sat cold in the fridge, covered with a thin layer of plastic wrap. Unless a miraculous change of fate occurred, the leftovers were destined for the trashcan later this week. The shared apartment was dark. Illuminated by the dim light of the side table lamp and the orange glow from a streetlamp outside. 

It was not unusual for Javier to be gone this late into the night. He pulled late nights with his head bowed into files like he picked a cigarette out of the pack in his jacket pocket. 

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