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jinxedrat · 2 months
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a page of javi
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creatureesque · 2 months
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hey javiarthur nation
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undeadmay · 8 months
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This screenshot was an accident I swear...
I wanted selfie with Javier but then Arthur decided to move like that and...
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cherriiramen · 9 months
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SOME LATE NIGHT WHITEBOARD JAVIARTHUR doodles with my boyfriend (ilysm <3) because oh my god the lack of these two in my art gallery is going to KILL ME.
Erm
Proceed at your own risk
A very silly doodle is coming
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romagiago · 10 months
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sketches from twitter lol
JAVIARTHUR NATION RISE UP
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hauntrend · 1 year
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just recently bought red dead redemption 2 and of course i get into javiarthur when theres barely even any content and the game is also kinda dead 😭😭😭
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frenzy-101kraglin · 1 year
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Ngl but Javiarthur is so underrated it makes me so mad why do most underrated ships make me so sad like just the vibe even as much as I love angst I need happiness for these cowboys please
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markodragic · 1 year
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Arthur and Javier (Jarthur is a very funny ship name tho you gotta admit)
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I like it!! I think I've reblogged a few javiarthur things previously but I haven't thought abt them much as a ship. its def a very cute idea tho 💕 I also like chavier and charthur so fuck it, ot3 sjfjgk
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newhanovere · 2 years
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i rb others’ nsft content (art, fics, prompts) and will posts links to my nsft fics. all will be tagged as "nsft”. i will be blocking minors from my blog for this reason. again MINORS will be BLOCKED.
i take requests! some characters and ships i’d love to write for include: 
jovier, charthur, sadigail, johnigail, tillier (tilly x javier), tillybeth, javiarthur, vandermatthews
as well as most of the gang in non-romantic settings (such as arthur, john, and tilly growing up, etc.)
i DO NOT ship or support vandermorgan, morston, vandermarston, or any ship that involves a parental figure and a child figure. i don’t care to argue this point.
i’m still figuring out what ships and characters i like and want to write for - if you’re not sure, just ask!
there is no tolerance for any form of hate here. i’m new to this fandom, but i’ve seen an alarming number of straight-up racist interpretations of characters like charles and javier. that kind of content will get you blocked.
i don’t have a tag list yet, but if you’re interested in being on one, please send me an ask or message!
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fics
running in the shadows, a jovier fic. tumblr, ao3
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javier’s loyalty
john and his relationship to dutch
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profile pic by @uncharted2007. blog header by @proud-lathyrus. page dividers by @saradika​. 
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racoonjohn · 3 years
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Too few truly see the man that Arthur Morgan is; that man beneath the gruff threats and dangerous robberies. Fewer still see the heart that beats beneath that rough façade, to the soul beneath that is rarely seen and often scoffed as a weakness instead of an intrinsic part of him. Javier has watched long, observed and understood things that no others have bothered to, and he has developed something of an obsession with unravelling the strongest man of the Van der Linde gang.
[…] “You have loved, compadre,” Javier remarks one night, the fire’s light faded to skin-warming embers. All are asleep but for them and he tunes his guitar with gentle strumming against soft humming that he pauses to catch the reaction to these words, ones he has crafted and shared after hearing hints of something more than passing fancy. Arthur works to bank the coals to be fed air and wood anew come morning, but he stiffens at the words like they are accusations cast at him. “I ain’t one to talk about Mary,” he says, his soul torn and raw still from being the one found wonting. […]
PATIENT OBSESSION by @sentanixiv
@rdrbigbang Reverse Bang, YEEEEAH!! Ok, not only we were starving for Javier / Arthur stories and thought that this Reverse bang could be the perfect opportunity to quench our thirst, but we also got paired up with @sentanixiv which already wrote so many wonderful work inspired by our posts, we couldn’t believe it!! This story it’s so in character that we now turn on the playstation and expect to see these scenes in game and it’s wonderful to see the story between them developing since Javier joined he gang, and unfolding slowly and beautifully! Go give it the love it deserves!! ♥ ♥ ♥
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pimsri · 3 years
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Promises of Spring
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jinxedrat · 4 months
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creatureesque · 9 months
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uh oh its them again
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aplacetoland · 2 years
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can someone please edit javier and arthur together with mods or programs or animation through the game like people do with other characters because i will literally pay hard earned money for your troubles
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let-love-run-red · 2 years
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When you get into a video game from 4 years ago and start to ship a relatively rarepair and have to write fluff for your goddamn self
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rodeo-boots · 3 years
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Pretty on his Knees
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Javier Escuella x Arthur Morgan
Tags: Trans!Arthur Morgan, Cunnilingus, Face-Fucking
(Please read Notes on AO3 for further warnings)
AO3
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There were times when even Arthur Morgan himself needed a break. A chance to get out of camp, away from the chores and obligations waiting for him and most importantly from Dutch, who had a new plan to share every other day. Work grew tiring, now more than ever, with their sudden move from Blackwater and their escape over the mountains, the endless travels that had led them right to Horseshoe Overlook. Thankfully, that wasn't where Arthur had chosen to spend the night.
No, if he wanted to be left alone, he had to ride out, leave the confines of camp and venture into public or nature. Tonight, it was civilization he's chosen. But with pleasant company by his side, that wasn't even half bad.
Javier and he had been drinking for the best part of the evening, barely settling down before the first shots of whiskey had already been in their hands. Arthur didn't mind. If anything, he welcomed the distraction, welcomed the emptiness of his head that only increased the more alcohol ran down his throat. A few minutes, or hours, ago, Javier had started talking, and he had yet to stop, revealing more about himself than Arthur ever heard from him in general. It made him happy that the younger man seemed this comfortable around him, even if for the most part, it might be the whiskey that spoke out of him.
"I said– I told 'em no, I ain't ever seen this man in my life." The man erupted into giggles, Arthur not feeling able to pinpoint where exactly his story had started. Which didn't matter, because he laughed along with him anyways, the sound genuine and bright, more so than anything he's been able to give anyone in months.
After the disaster in Blackwater, all of them had been down in the gutter, Arthur feeling glad that Javier had agreed to go out with him at all. Unlike him, he had been there to witness that mess. But he evidently didn't think about asking him about it now.
He had stopped counting his shots by the time his head started to spin, his nose wrinkling as he stared down into the emptied glass before setting it back down on the table. "The whiskey's gone," he slurred, almost sadly, blinking his eyes as he tried to find Javier where he sat. Even if the man hadn't moved an inch, he kept forgetting about his position, flinching when his voice was much closer than he had expected.
"S'gone?" He asked, leaning into Arthur's personal space, much too close, though he didn't think about pushing him away. It was quite nice, actually. Besides, Javier had merely taken a look at the empty glass himself, his hand accidentally settling on Arthur's thigh. And weirdly enough, that was even nicer than just feeling his warmth by his side.
Arthur usually wasn't one to let himself get touched by people, none to allow anyone to march right into his comfort zone, least of all another man. He had enough issues with his body-image, enough insecurities to rightfully hide, to keep himself safe and spared of any sort of ridicule. But he knew Javier wasn't like that.
Their eyes met briefly as Javier seemed to realize where his hand had been all this time, the color of Arthur's cheeks darkening when he watched the other suck his lower lip between his teeth. His face was framed by dark bangs, hair sticking to sweaty temples in the heat of the establishment, his bowler hat still where it always sat. He didn't seem to plan on breaking eye-contact, his hand creeping higher up Arthur's thigh, warm through the fabric of his pants.
"I know somethin' better than whiskey," the man mumbled, his voice husky and low, still smooth like honey. He squeezed Arthur's thigh, boldly reaching for his crotch to palm what he might believe to be an erection. Now Arthur bit down on his lip, keeping his eyes on Javier as he palmed him; or the fabric he had stuffed down the front of his pants. His eyes grew heavy-lidded, releasing a small involuntary groan at the thought of Javier's hands where he actually wanted them. He could feel himself getting slick, lust burning inside him and causing his nub to throb.
Javier mindlessly kneaded what he thought to be Arthur's cock, moving way less discreetly than what might be appropriate in an environment like this. "How 'bout we take this outside?" Arthur asked, the drink keeping him from feeling anxious about what might be to come.
A chuckle was the initial response he got, Javier's hand retreating slowly as he straightened up where he sat. "Y'want me to suck you off so bad?" He smirked knowingly, confidently, Arthur's throat bobbing when he swallowed his nerves to get up, and lead the other man out of the building.
The darkened alley suited them just fine, Arthur immediately finding his back against the wall and lips attached to his throat, gasping at the feeling of eager hands smoothing down his sides. Javier opened his pants with practiced ease, got to his knees without missing a beat. He looks so pretty like this. Arthur knocked the hat off of the crown of his head to entangle his fingers with his dark hair, feeling like he had forgotten about something until it dawned on him at the same time that Javier seemed to hesitate.
Oh, right.
"Either 'm more drunk than I thought, or you got the prettiest cunt I ever seen," Javier mumbled, the tips of Arthur's ears starting to burn at the comment, his confidence from before wavering. He didn't get a chance to be embarrassed, or to apologize for hiding this very important detail until now, Javier leaning in without hesitation, doing just what he'd promised before as his lips sealed around Arthur's clit.
His muscles tensed at the first touch, sparks of electricity running through his veins when his most sensitive parts finally received the attention they needed. "Oh, fuck–" he let his head thud back against the wall, praying that no one would happen upon them, his fingers tightening in Javier's hair to tug at his scalp. The man didn't need any encouragement to continue, humming around his clit and sending vibrations right through his cunt, starting to suck while his fingers dipped in between Arthur's folds to gather and spread his slick.
Never before had he really allowed another man to do this to him, regretful at having missed out all his life, rolling his hips into Javier's mouth to satisfy his needs. He gasped when the man dipped his thumb into his entrance; wet, hot and tight, another groan surfacing from Javier's throat and causing Arthur to shiver even more.
The other pulled away for a second, Arthur's sound of protest a weak one – he had been so close. "Y'taste so good," was all Javier had meant to say to him, kissing his belly before burying his nose in his curls again, his eyelids fluttering shut while his tongue lazily traced his pulsing nub. "Can't get 'nuff of you," he murmured, his hands settling on Arthur's ass to pull him in, to encourage him to face-fuck him, the coil of pleasure tightening in Arthur's loins as he did just that.
Rolling and rocking his hips forward, he twisted his fingers within Javier's strands of hair, directing his motions just like he wanted, hearing the sounds of slick and wetness as the man sucked down on him. It drove him right off the wall, made him buck his hips even more, inching closer and closer to his release.
When he finally came, he could barely hold back a yelp, hips stuttering onto Javier's tongue, his clit tingling for a few blissful moments before Javier's ministrations were getting too much for him to handle. He pulled his head off of him, slick glistening in the hair of Javier's mustache and the small patch of hair beneath his lower lip, running his thumb over the man's lips as he caught his breath for a moment.
It all dawned on him much too quickly, where they were, who they were and what they had just done. Arthur pulled his pants up without another word, stuffing the socks back down his front before pulling up the zipper. He didn't miss the erection in Javier's own pants, feeling unable to repay him for the favor right now. "I– I'll see you at camp," he stuttered instead, leaving Javier on his knees as he turned, barely able to keep himself from running right back to his horse.
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