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Pairing: Javier Peña x gn!reader
Warning: a little suggestive in the beginning, fluff
Summary: you’ve been playing the same song for hours now, please play a new one.
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Dancing around the house, swishing around the kitchen cooking dinner you didn’t hear the Peña man coming in. Chucho huffed out a laugh and went on to another room.
Two strong arms wrapped around your waist and pressed you against a well-defined torso. “If I remember correctly you were in the kitchen when me and pa went out. Why don’t you take a minute. Relax a bit. I could help with that.”
His lips were on your neck slowly trailing up and down. The moustache above his upper lip tickled you making you giggle. “Stop it, Casanova. I’m trying to cook dinner. I know the Peña man’s hunger. So shoo and shower. You smell.” Javier groaned but complied.
You watched him retreat from the kitchen and shook your head with a smile. You turned to the radio on the cupboard. You put in the Christmas cassette and turned it to your favourite Christmas song. You began to dance around the kitchen stirring and frying everything. The song came to an end but before it could end you reset it to play again.
Half an hour later Javi came down from upstairs. He had a slight irritating look on his face. You looked over as he came into over the kitchen again. You were about to reset the song to the start when Javi stopped you, “You’ve been playing the same song for hours now, please play a new one.” You giggled at his exaggeration. “Okay, love.”
You turned to the stove and looked into all pots cooking on the stove. Different heavenly smells wafted into your nostrils. “Bear, can you please set the table. Dinner is ready. And after you are finished get your father.” Javier kissed your cheek lovingly before beginning his task.
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1800-fight-me · 3 years
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Okay from this prompt here could I please request some angst-with-a-happy-ending for Javier Peña and me?
“I made a mistake. Okay, I made a lot of mistakes. I don’t deserve a second chance and I don’t deserve your forgiveness but….”
“You’re hoping I’ll give it to you anyway?”
“Yeah. I am.”
Oh, and this conversation should take place in the rain, after he chases her down the block just to talk to her. 🥺🥺🥺
Javier Peña x Female!Reader (no y/n)
Rating: M- minors are not welcome here!
Warnings: cursing and angst
Word count: nearly 800
Author's note: Thank you so much for the request Claire! This is a great one! This is set in my Notice universe (which has other drabbles set in the same universe which you can check out on my masterlist), after the relationship has been established. Yay more Javi and his secretary!! I hope you like it!!
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Where the hell was he? The ambassador was on the phone and refused to give you a message, instead demanded to talk to Javier right now and you can’t fucking find him.
You’ve looked everywhere in the whole goddamn office.
In a last ditch effort to find him you ducked your head in the supply closet and saw him leaning against the wall obviously flirting with the new girl.
He had that crooked smile on his face that you thought he reserved only for you.
Your heart cracked in two.
You cleared your throat and he looked up at you, panic immediately flickering in his eyes.
“Agent Peña, the ambassador is on the phone for you and wants to talk to you immediately,” you said in a voice as monotone and unemotional as possible.
You then turned on your heel and shut the door firmly, but didn’t slam it, and marched out of the office- not letting a single tear fall until you were outside alone.
Fuck. Why did you let this happen to you? You were warned about Javi’s past. Why in the world did you let him convince you it was a good idea to start a relationship with him? Why did you start sleeping with your boss?
Shit. Now it’s raining. Your day literally could not get worse. First you spilled coffee on yourself, then dealt with the hellish ambassador, then found your boss slash boyfriend flirting with someone else, and then on top of all that you were getting rained on. You were done.
“Cariño-“
You didn’t turn to look at him but you cut him off in a sharp tone.
“Did you talk to the ambassador?”
“Fuck!”
You heard him run back in the building and you rolled your eyes.
There was no point in wiping away your tears, the rain washed them away and you were soaked to the bone already because of the downpour.
You decided to walk home to your apartment, well the apartment you shared with Javier. He had begged you to move in with him about a month ago and then this happened. Maybe you would spend the night at your friend’s apartment to get away from this situation for a little bit and be able to breathe.
You were almost home when you heard him yell your name. You whipped around to see him, clothes soaked through, running toward you.
“Stop, just wait,” he gasped, trying to catch his breath.
You stared at him, hands on your hips.
He moved to grab your hand but you flinched back and you saw the devastation in his eyes when you did and it almost made you regret it.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have- nothing happened, nothing would have happened-”
“Am I not enough for you?” you asked, voice quiet- dreading the answer.
“What? No, you are everything to me, mi amor. I told you that I love you, we moved in together, I haven’t done those things with a woman in years,” He said, desperation in his voice.
“Do you regret it? Is this too much for you? Do-do you want to go back to the life you lived before we met?” You asked, tears blurring your vision, but nothing could cloud the panic growing more and more evident on his face with each question you asked.
He reached out toward you, and this time you let him pull you to him. His hand tilted your chin up to look at him and he wiped the tears and rain away with his thumbs.
“No. Never. My life is so much better with you in it. I love you,” he said, voice rough with emotion.
You nodded and he sighed before continuing.
“I made a mistake. Okay, I made a lot of mistakes. I don’t deserve a second chance and I don’t deserve your forgiveness but…”
“You’re hoping I’ll give it to you anyway?” you asked.
“Yeah. I am,” he said after a long moment.
The tension in the moment was high until you nodded and he heaved a sigh of relief.
“I’m sorry, cariño, really I am,” he murmured.
“I know, Javi. I’m sorry I made you run in the rain,” you said with a small laugh and he chuckled.
“Kiss me.”
“Anything you want,” he said fervently then quickly complied, leaning down to press his lips to yours.
There in the pouring rain, his lips firm against yours, he made a silent promise to repair and protect your heart for as long as you’d have him.
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I thought I told you to stay quiet with Javi and make it spicy pretty please? 💕💕💕💕💕 thank youuuu
WHEW!!! One hour, 793 words, and it is 🌶🌶🌶
Enjoy!!
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Be Quiet
Word count: 790+
Rating: explicit, 18+ only
Outline: Javier Peña x “You” (cis/het female reader who works at the DEA offices in Colombia; “blank canvas”/no physical description/no name/no use of “Y/N”); standalone mini-fic that fits in with the first part of “Escalation” as you and Javier are starting your relationship
Warnings: mentions of sex acts in the DEA offices with the possibility of getting caught; oral sex/F receiving; light pinching and slapping on legs/F receiving; Javier’s a smidge mean in this one
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Your back rubbed up against the cold tile of the restroom wall and the chill seeped through your satin blouse like it wasn’t even there. Your skirt was hitched up to your navel, one leg slung over Javier’s shoulder as he ate you out and plunged two thick fingers into you over and over again. You were completely hazed out, mussing Javier’s hair absentmindedly with both hands as you thunked the back of your head softly against the tiles.
“Shit, shit, shit…” you whispered urgently to him. “Keep going, Javi… keep going, just like that.” Your supporting leg started to shake and threatened to give out as Javier worked his magic on you. He was maddeningly skilled with those thick fingers of his, not to mention his plush, pouty lips and quicksilver tongue. His broad shoulders made an excellent resting spot for your legs, and you tried to remember how many times you had done this exact thing in this exact bathroom stall with him since you first started fucking each other. Four? Six?
Javier preferred to guide you into the farthest stall in the men’s room for this activity because it was seldom-used, and the men who did stop by were quick with their business. Men tended to pee in one of the urinals closest to the door, wash up, and leave. The women’s restrooms were all a non-stop revolving door of ladies chattering together and fixing their hair and makeup… and not infrequently since you had started working there, you had seen one or two miserable girls crying over the very man who currently had his face buried between your soft folds.
It wasn’t that you thought you were more special or more beautiful than those women, but you knew that the key difference between you and them was that you didn’t care if your “relationship” with Javier consisted of a quick fuck at work a few times a week. It was the 80s now after all; were you supposed to wait for a ring before you had a good time with a man?
Although if you were being entirely honest with yourself, you would admit that Javier was addicting. The more time you spent running around in secret, the more you wanted to; each assignation seemed to stoke the fire rather than quell it. And you couldn’t deny that you felt a little bit special that he had chosen you to be his new fuck-buddy, but you also knew that it could end at any time. So you took whatever he gave you with relish, treasuring each time that he looked deep into your eyes as he fucked you on his office couch or stroked the back of your neck as you blew him.
You let out a small squeal and a whimper. “Oh fuck! Javier right there, I’m going to come!” Javier laid a slap to the inside of your thigh, high up near your panties.
“Be quiet,” he growled. “Someone will hear you.”
You bit your lip and tried to breathe steadily. Javier hooked his fingers and hit the tender, spongy spot of tissue behind your pubic mound. You cried out a loud, “Ah!” without meaning to as your climax burst you open and made your head spin.
Javier pinched a good inch of your fleshy inner thigh between his fingers as you rode his other hand to completion. The pain mixed with pleasure and made your orgasm feel even sweeter by comparison.
“I thought I told you to stay quiet.” Javier’s voice had an edge to it that you had never heard him use on you. It sent a thrill up your core as you came down.
Javier removed his fingers with a loud squelch and then wiped them on the front of your panties, finishing with a long stroke down the inside of your thigh. You knew that the next time you used the ladies room you would be able to smell yourself, mixed with the slightly cigarette-smoky aura of Javier’s mouth and the woodsy-spicy notes of his cologne where his neck had rubbed the inside of your leg.
Just as you grabbed Javier’s tie to pull him to you for a kiss, the restroom door opened and you both froze. Javier leaned over you, bracing both arms against the tile wall as if he was providing cover. You listened to a man humming loudly as he urinated. Javier’s deep coffee eyes were locked on yours, and you couldn’t look away.
He leaned toward you and his mouth came to rest on your ear, his mustache tickling you and sending goosebumps racing down your neck as he whispered as quietly as he could...
“You make that much noise again and we get caught? I’m never going to fuck you again, Querida.”
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lavendertales · 3 years
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ARI'S FIC REC LIST
I've seen many doing this and I want to share some of my most favorite fics and series along with their incredible writers for more exposure because it is of upmost importance. THEY ARE INSANELY TALENTED. But I am subjective and I digress, so let's get into it:
Angels of Mercy series: Narco! Javier AU mini-series by @maharani-radha-writes. LISTENNNN. Javi’s attitude and issues as a narco?? Any time. This is one of the most fascinating and intriguing fics I have EVER read. HIGHLY RECOMMEND.
Rogue series: Din Djarin x force sensitive fem!reader by @acourtofsnakes Y’ALL. This series owns my ass. The depictions of sentiments and places and situations are ethereal. A wonderful story, just brilliant.
All that I am series: Oberyn Martell x fem!reader by @asta-lily WONDERFULLY CATCHY. You won’t be disappointed one bit! Also Oberyn comes with his own warning, we all know this, right?
The Sun Queen series: Boba Fett x black queen!reader by @batfamily14. THIS IS JUST WOW. Especially if you’re a sucker for Mr. Boba Fett, this ongoing series is simply too good to pass. An absolute must read.
Fire in the sky: Frankie Morales x fem!reder one shot by @disgruntledspacedad. Beautiful and intimate and just… ugh. All up in your feels for this man.
Cozy: Jack Daniels x fem!reader one shot by @f0rever15elf. The softness you never knew you needed! A must read especially if you’ve had a long day. Also check out their entire masterlist because there is a variety of amazing fics in there!
Laid bare: Din Djarin x fem!reader by @pedros-mustache. One of the most INCREDIBLE things I have ever read. I literally cannot describe how much I adore this fic. Superb.
Old habits die hard series: Javier Peña x Horacio Carrillo by @cheesybadgers. I have feelings for both those men and this amazing person COMBINED THEM and I am unwell. Get ready to face feelings and to get damn invested.
Biblichor series: Javier Peña x librarian fem!reader by @jedi-jesi. IT’S A RIDE FOLKS. It’s heartfelt and hot and it’s got twists and a beautiful read overall.
To sell your love for peace series: Javier Peña x fem!reader by @brandyllyn. This is one intense ride. Javi’s his usual asshole self but boy if he isn’t amazing when he catches feelings and has no idea how to act with them.
Lacuna: Javier Peña x nameless OFC one shot by @walt-breslin. If you wanna get your daily dose of pure pain, READ THIS. It will break you. It’s hauntingly beautiful.
Improper: King!Din Djarin x fem!reader one shot by @1800-fight-me. Smut, protective Din, feels… all you can want if you ask me. Outstanding read!
Who would've thought? Din Djarin x reader one shot by @captn-andor. ANGST ANGST ANGST AND FLUFF and again, FEELS. Just... so achingly beautiful.
Safety: Din Djarin x gn!reader one shot by @boxdyeblonde. I really can’t describe in any way other than BEAUTIFUL. Utterly amazing, so well written and full with emotion. We stan protective and soft Din in this house.
Connection series: Din Djarin x fem!reader by @beskarhearts. Introverted folks getting together?? YES, finally proper representation lol. In all seriousness, a wonderful and captivating series, absolutely stunning.
Mary Magdalene series: Javier Peña x OFC by @itssmashedavo. INCREDIBLE, an absolute must read!! The descriptions are my favorite part of the series and the depth it goes into… my, oh my. It will keep you on your toes and will get you so damn invested!
Meet me at sunrise series: Marcus Pike x FBI agent!reader by @lunaserenade. WONDERFUL. Catchy and heartfelt and so very beautifully written it makes me want to cry. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.
Day and night for you: Steve Murphy x fem!reader one shot by @knivesareout. LISTEN. I could recommend you Ashley’s entire masterlist but this particular fic got to me. Mostly because there is a shortage of Steve fics and this smut is so well written and debilitating, it will change how you feel about Steve in the best possible way.
Bogotá Lights: Javier Peña x gn!reader one shot by @mitchi-c. WE LOVE SOFT JAVI IN THIS HOUSE AND THIS IS TOO BEAUTIFUL TO BE LEFT OUT.
Read you like a book series: Marcus Pike x fem!reader by @the-ginger-hedge-witch. I got so sucked into this and Marcus is just *chefs kiss* the slow burn is soooo good and everything in between is such a wonderful depiction of a growing relationship!
Fly away with you: Ezra x fem!reader one shot by @santigarcia It’s… SO GOOD. And I do mean GOOD. The smut is incredible and the setting is also great. One of the best Ezra fics I have ever stumbled across.
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Little white powder
Pairing: Javier x gn!reader Warning: fluff, heat, hydrate or diedrate!
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Laredo heat was unbearable again. Nearly everyone was seeking a cold spot. Emphasis on nearly everyone. Javi was outside tending to the fence while you were inside your flower shop. You had an advantage over your husband. Your flower shop had an air conditioner.
Speaking of the sweaty devil. He was walking into your shop in all his sweaty glory. He breathed out in relief as is heated skin came in contact with the cool air surrounding him. “Do you need something to drink, Javi?” The man only nodded.
You walked into the back of your shop and into the brake room were your old but trusty fridge stood. With a creak the door opened and you retrieved two water bottles. You turned around and walked off into the costumer area. You stopped in your tracks as you saw no soul outside in the display room. “Javi?” There was no response. “Javi?” This time you shouted louder.
You turned abruptly when the door to your cold storage opened and a shivering Javi came out. He smiled sheepishly at you as you raised a brow. “Well, this idea was bad. Maybe I should have waited outside and not on the north pole.” You rolled your eyes and threw the bottle of water in your husband’s direction. He caught it with ease and opened it. He emptied the whole bottle in one go. Before you could open your own water bottle, Javi took it and jugged it too. “Hey!” You slapped him on the shoulder and he flinched. He put the half empty bottle down and looked at you in betrayal, “OW!”
You just shrugged, “Your fault. Come on Jav. Make yourself useful and help me.” You pointed at a bucket full of roses. He understood at once and got it for you.
You were working on bouquets and arrangements while Javi either brought you the flowers or found something in your shop he could fix. Javi came back from the breakroom toilet he fixed when he saw you putting the new floral decoration into a water filled vase. "Don't you need that little package with this white powder in it" You turned to the man standing in the door and smiled, "Nah, it's in the water already, there is this pump you see right next to the basin.” You pointed under the sink and he saw a blue pump attached to a canister with big bold letters. He could read ‘cut flower fertilizer’. “The hose leads to a canister of this specific fertilizer for cut flowers"
Javi only nodded, “Do you need anything else that should get fixed?” You looked up in thought. Your eyes widened and you nodded, “Yeah there actually is. Can you check the light bulb in the warehouse? It’s been flickering the last month.” Javi nodded, “On my way, querida.” You smiled softly, "Thank you, honey. Love you.” Javi beamed at you. His heart always beating faster when you said those words, “Love you more.” You wrinkled your nose, “Not possible.” “It is.” “It’s not.” “It is!”
Javi walked over to you with a few long strides. He took your wrist in his hand and pulled you in his chest, “It is possible.” Before you could protest, Javi crashed his lips onto yours.
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20. I think you had enough eggnog
A/N: When I wrote this I had the image stuck in my head, that Steve would scream from the outside the office, ‘Would you like to marry him? You know, like the grandma from Mulan. You will understand when you read it. Enjoy!
Pairing: Javier Peña x gn!reader
Warning: cursing, two idiots in love, alcohol (I mean, it’s in the title. What did you expect?”)
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Christmas parties were fun. Christmas office parties too. Or that’s what Javier wanted to tell himself. The only thing fun about the embassies Christmas party was the free booze. And maybe seeing who actually was a lightweight.
He drove to his workplace with a scowl on his face. Steve tried to make him smile with pictures of Olivia and reindeer antlers on her head. He had to admit, the kid was extremely cute with the headpiece on her little head.
The next thing he notice was you. You and your ugly Rudolph with sunglasses on a beach t-shirt. You laughed with a few agents before noticing your two partners. You lovingly nicknamed them ‘the Golden Retriever’ and ‘Grumpy Cat’. You smiled at the group you currently talked to and waved them goodbye.
Steve and Javi observed your wonky walk over to them. You were no lightweight but also not a heavy drinker like Javi.
You blobbed down next to Steve and smiled at them, “How are my two favourite detectives doing?” Javier rolled his eyes at your drunken smile. Steve knew that his friend was masking a smile under his annoyed expression. After all, he saw the two of you dancing around each other. Conny and him had a bet who would ask who or who would confess first.
Steve turned to you and raised his eyebrow, “How many glasses of eggnog did you have?” You just smiled at them and shrugged. You looked down into your cup and saw that it was empty. Both men looked at you then at them self. They had a silent conversation and came to a mutual agreement. But before they could lecture you sprung up from your seat and went to the table serving as a bar. Javier immediately stumbled out of his seat to follow you. He took away your cup and stirred you away from the bar. “Okay, that’s it. No more eggnog for you, missy. You are way too drunk.” You groaned at him and pouted childishly. He shook his head.
He searched for Steve who was at his side in an instant. “Let’s go, Estrella. Let’s get you home.” You nearly fell asleep during the drive home but were held awake by Steve. You groaned and grumbled the whole time.
When Javier parked the car and killed the engine Steve shook you for the last time to stay awake. You glared at him but the blond man wasn’t fazed by you. Javi opened your door and helped you out. Your knees wobbled, so Javi picked you up without a second thought. Steve grabbed your thinks in the meantime.
You looked at a blurry Javier and mumbled into his jaw, “Your back will hate you for carrying me into my apartment.” He nodded but shrugged.
Steve fished out your apartment keys and opened your door. He left your things at your couch and said goodnight. Javi nodded at his partner and went into your bedroom. He laid you on your soft bed and pulled off your shoes and socks. Then followed your jeans and jacked. You grinned up at him dopily, “If you wanted to undress me you only had to asked not wait till I got drunk.” The man huffed a laugh and shook his head.
He went to your bathroom to get the supplies to remove your make up. He was really focused not to mess up and hurt you in the process. While he was doing it he notices the change in your expression. He could only describe it like you had hearts in your eyes which made his lips quirk a little upwards.
“Javi, did I ever tell you I like your eyes.” He shook his head and smiled a little more, “No, hermosa. You didn’t.” You pouted and squinted your eyes together, “I am sorry for not telling you.” Your voice resembled that of a child’s voice. So small and innocent. “I really like them. Like, like-like them. Like I like you.” You snickered what made him chuckle a little. “Now I said like a lot. But it’s true, I like you. A lot. And Javi, I promise you tomorrow I will tell you this when I’m sober. And be assured, this is not the alcohol or my inner whore speaking. Even though she really likes to come out and play, if ya know what I mean.”
Javi’s cheeks grew a little hot at your statement. The tips of his ears turned slightly pink. “Okay, carino. Time for you to go to sleep. I will wake you up and we can drive to the small bakery before work.” You nodded snuggling further in your duvet. You looked like a caterpillar cocooning itself.
The next day you came crashing into his and Steve’s office wit a wiled look on your face. “I’m so, so, so sorry for yesterday. And also a big thank you for putting me to bed. I really appreciate that.” You took a lung full of air. The agent noticed your nervous tick. He carefully stood up and came around his table. He took your smaller hand into his large, calloused one and softly drew cercles on the irritated skin you just picked on. You looked up into his eyes and channelled all your courage, “Do you want to go on a date with me?” Javi slowly nodded, “How about tonight?” You nodded, “Sounds nice. The place across the market?” Javier nodded. He looked down at your lips and began to lean down.
Before your lips met Steve barked into the office, not bothering to look at your embarrassed faces and went straight to his phone. He dialled the number of Conny and his apartment. Conny immediately picked up, “Honey pay up! You lost.” Were Steve’s exact words. Conny just huffed and hung up. Javi turned to Steve with you still in his arms, “Fuckin’ Hillbilly.”
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Bad Words
Pairing: Javier Peña x female!reader
Warnings: talk of pregnancy, children, swearing, parenthood
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“Fuck!” How does some small plastic toy hurt like hell? Javi felt a lot of pain, that's in your job description when you work for the DEA in Colombia. But how the hell can small pricks of Lego hurt so damn much.
He took a deep breath to lessen the pain. His son reached the phase of pulling every toy he had out and let it look like a toy bomb exploded in his or every room of the house. Thankfully you nor his children - yes, plural. He also can’t quite believe that he had a wife and kids- were home. Mateo was hyperactive and so you packed him and his smaller brother, Sammy, into the family car and drove to the park. You instructed Javi to try and clean the house. Everything was fine till he stepped onto a Lego prick from his son and then another one. He cursed the Lego obsession Mateo had probably inherited from him. Now he knew how his father felt when his plastic bricks were lying around.
You came back with a very sleepy Mateo holding your hand and a sleeping Sammy on your hips. Javi stepped yet again on a small plastic stone cursing out loud. Earning a loud gasp from his oldest son, “Papa has to pay! Mama, he has to put money into the swear jar.” Sammy woke up, startled by the outburst of his older brother. His curly, brown hair stood up in every direction. He stared confused at his father, trying to put the pieces together on how he got home when he was only mere minutes ago at the playground on a swing.
You chuckled softly at your youngest child. Your other was pushing his father to put a dollar into the swear jar. “Come on, Matty. Time for a shower.” Mateo groaned but went into the direction of the bathroom.
You heard Javi curse again when he tried to fish out a one dollar bill only to land on the 100 dollar bills. "Honey, easy with the f-bombs, okay?" Javi looked up from his wallet. Looking at you as if you had grown a second head. "Are you kidding? You curse more than I do." He scoffed. Yes that may be true. A sailor would blush and lower his head in shame at how much you would curse through the day. You smiled sweetly at him, adjusting Sammy who fell asleep on your shoulder again. "Yeah, but I'm the responsible parent. Do as I say, not as I do."
Javi rolled his eyes, "Well, that's just some hypocritical fucking bullshit."
You two quickly found out your dynamic as parents. You were loving and nurturing but stern when needed to be while Javi was the fun parent and the one who would easily cave in when the boys wanted something. And that's why you always boast yourself for being the one who could say no to your boys. Javi was also the one who would freak out when the boys would only sneeze.
When you first were pregnant with Mateo, Javi claimed you would be the one who would spoil your kids rotten. But everything came different. Before the baby was even born did he have ten stuffed animals because, “Look at this, carinó. It’s a fluffy cat with a big, pink nose. I had to buy it.” You told him he was the stofty in the relationship, Javi only scoffed and rolled his eyes. He knew he was whipped the day he heard you crying in the bathroom with a positive pregnancy test in your hands. And he will never admit it but he was the bigger softy.
Sammy woke up from his nap on your shoulder and looked at his father with half lit eyes, “Papa, you have to pay. Dijiste una mala palabra.” Your son was so worn out that he slurred while he spoke and switched between english and spanish. Like his father. “Yes, yes, mijo. I will pay. If only you were so accurate while you had to clean up.” Finally Javi found a dollar bill and put it into the swear jar. Or as Javi referred to her ‘the toy jar’. Every time the glas container was full the boys were allowed to pick a toy of their choosing, the rest went into the Disneyworld box.
Mateo was showered and tucked into his bed. With half opened eyes he sleepy told his father about the adventures he missed today. “Papa, can we have a dog? Mama says no and I will not take care of it.” He looked down at his son and smiled softly, “I’ll talk to mama. Now go to sleep, mijo.” Mateo snuggled further into his blankets and drifted off to sleep. He quietly walked out of the bedroom of his oldest son and closed the door. He heard you emerging from his youngest son’s bedroom. “Papa, you need to say goodnight. Or you will get an earful from your youngest son on how you are neglecting him. Javi smiled softly and shook his head. Oh yes. He once made a mistake and didn’t tuck in his son. He forgot that Samuel Peña was a very resentful young human being.
When he was finished tucking in his boys he went into your shared bedroom. Shedding his clothes and pulling on his sleeping clothes he climbed into bed next to you. You scooted nearer and laid your head on his chest. Javi looked down at you, “I hope our next kid is going to be a girl.” You scoffed, “Bold of you to assume I will let you knock me up again. Your children are heavy, Peña.” He pouted playfully. “Why do you want a girl?” He looked at you lovingly and smiled at you, “Because girls tend to be a little more organized.” You laughed, “Javi, they are half you. You are one of the most chaotic people I know. Even your father told me that your room looked exactly like both of the boy’s rooms. If we would get a girl she would be a little less chaotic but still messy.” Javier scoffed, “I’m not messy, querida!” “Yeah? Tell this to your office table.” He smiled and chuckled softly, closing his eyes. He turned his head so he could kiss the top of your head. “So, when do we try for a girl?” You tried but failed to hit him on his thigh. It felt more like a brush. “Not today.” “I'll ask you tomorrow.”
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31 Days of December
Now that it's November, December is near. That means I'm going to make advent calender.
Here are some prompts for this calender you can request a person I write for and a plot you would like me to write. There are some that already have a name next to them. These already have a plot and are crossed out. There are also three prompts marked red, those allready have a plot but no person. I will not tell you what the plot is because this is a advent calender.
Decorating - Nathan Bateman
Baking Cookies - Dick Grayson
Ugly Sweater - Santi
Christmas Songs - Frankie
Krampus - Erik Lehnsherr
St. Nicklas - Erik Lehnsherr
Secret Santa - Triple Frontier guys
Snow - Bucky Barnes
Being Sick - Geralt of Riva
Hot chocolate - Charles Xavier
Christmas market - Marcus Moreno
Halftime- Marcus Moreno
Fake dating at a Christmas party - Bubbles and Santi
Turkey - Poe Dameron
Candles - Jason Todd
If you hang one more Mistletoe, so help me - Nathan Bateman
I can't reach the top of the Christmas tree - Taron Egerton
Building a snowman together - Alex Summers
Christmas Movies - Jack Daniels
I think you had enough eggnog - Javier Peña
Scarf - Geralt of Rivia
Sleigh ride - Poe Dameron
Gloves - Warren Worthington
Mommy kissed Santa - Dick Grayson
Oh, Christmas Tree - Bucky Barnes
Silent Night
Holy Night
Too much food - Ben Hardy
My car broke down in the snow - Peter Parker
New Year's resolution - Din Djarin
New Years Kiss - Eggsy Unwin
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Writers Wednesday
This is my piece for @autumnleaves1991-blog Writers Wednesday. My brain decided that I attempt not only to write for Javier Peña for the first time, no it also said "Why not in a (sort of) in the 'You are my Best Friend' universe?"
Pairing: Javier Peña x fem!reader (a little ooc) Warnings: corny Javi, suggestive language, hints of being nude, mention of being drunk, steamy but no smut
It was an unusually cold spring night in Laredo. Only a few hours ago it poured cats and dogs making the air clammy. The fog was thick clocking everything in its withe film. There were only signs of sprouting leaves on the trees next to the road. The whole scene felt eerie. Like a scene in a horror movie.
Running along the pavement with uncomfortable heels on your feet to get as fast as you can to the phone booth wasn't your ideal after hours activity. You wanted to slip out of those death traps when you slipped yet again on the wet pavement for the fourth time. Why again did you decide to wear them when you knew that you had a long day of arranging flowers for a wedding and taking part in the ceremony? Some days you were an enigma to yourself.
The old truck your boyfriend deemed drivable broke down in the middle of nowhere. Thankfully some cosmic being took pity on you and let you break down in front of a telephone box.
Pulling your coat closer to your body so the chill and the dampness of the air wouldn't reach your body, you stepped into the box. Coin after coin you slipped them into the slot and began to dial the number.
It rang for a few minutes before the gruffy rumble of your boyfriend rang in your ears, "Peña!"
Your teeth were clattering together as you tried to speak, "J-j-j-avi, the c-car broke down. P-please come p-p-pick me up. I-I'm at that long s-s-street where you turn right into the shortcut you showed me on s-saturday." You heard Javie leave out a sight. You were the one who dismissed the funny noise as normal for the car's age. "Get into the car cariño and wait for me. I will be there in a few minutes."
And true to his word Javier Peña arrived at your location in five minutes.
You got out of the car when the headlights of Javi's car turned off. Running to the car you slipped on the wet pavement and landed right in Javi's arms. The man looked down at you with amusement in his eyes, "Cariño, I know that you have fallen for me. You don't need to show me." As he put you in a standing position you slapped him on his shoulder. He feigned hurt while you rolled your eyes, drama queen. "You were shot at, Javi. I think a bullet hurts more than a light slap on your shoulder."
He only pouted at that. Was he drunk? He wasn't that goofy since high school.
Javier put a towing rope on both cars and mentioned for you to get into your car again. But before you could get into your rust bucket Javi whistled at you to turn around. Before you were finished with turning to him you had a blanket in your face. He shrugged and threw, "To keep you warm.", over his shoulder.
The short drive to the ranch was uneventful. Your lover parked the cars and killed the engine of his truck. You were out of the car when an arm came around you. "Come on carámbanos, let's get you warmed up." You gave him a side eye. He smirked, "I meant a warm shower but I also could warm you up." He wiggled with his eyebrows to underline the ambiguity of his sentence. You giggled and shook your head at that. Bumping into him you mused, "The proposal is tempting buuuuut,..." You pulled him in for a long, breathtaking kiss. He wanted to deepen the kiss only for you to abruptly stop it and smirk at his wrinkled brows. Wiggling free from his arms you used his state of confusion to run into the house.
You greeted Chucho on the way to the bathroom and you hurried up the stairs. Javi on your heels. You may have heard the older man saying something like "Kids." and shook his head for emphasis.
As you sprinted into the bathroom you didn't anticipate that your lovely (and quite aroused) boyfriend was faster than you and stood before you as you were closing the door. Out of surprise you screamed. Finding the whole situation hilarious the DEA agent bent over with laughter.
You hit him again on his shoulder only for him to laugh harder. When you figured out that he wouldn't stop anytime soon you began to strip, climbed into the shower and warmed your body up with the warmth of the water.
When you didn't hear the madman laughter from outside the shower curtain you knew Javier was finally finished. You felt two strong, tan arms encircle your frame, getting pulled to a solid chest. Javi nuzzled your neck and gave it feather light kisses. "I'm sorry, querida." Trying to do damage control he caressed your curves and bumps. But you wanted him to be as frustrated as you. "Even though I'm really tempted to let you continue your path I really don't wanna right now. Tell your little friend he isn't getting any today." The man behind you whined but you shook your head and stepped out of the shower. Leaving Javi behind in the shower.
Finishing up for bed you saw your lover pouting and huffing like a child as he crawled to get into your shared bed next to you. He was a man-child after all. You were laying on your back and Javi was facing you, but you paid him no mind.
Laying in there in bed, being ignored by you he tried more desperate attempts to get into your pants, "Please baby." To emphasize what he wanted as he rocked his hips into yours. It might have worked but you were too stubborn to let him get away with it. So you turned around on your side, back to Javier.
Pouting yet again Javier knew he was getting nowhere. So he tried something different. Slowly he reached out to pull you into him by your waist. You could feel his arousal at your butt but tried not to move and give him any relief.
"Can I make it up to you, me reina?" You looked into his eyes to challenge him, "Can you? Maybe, if you admit I was right and you are getting deaf, old man." He groaned and gave you a death glare, "The car was fine when I drove it. There was no rattling or other strange sound like you said." You looked at him with a deadpan expression, turned on your other side and threw a, "Good night, Javi.", over your shoulder.
The man next to you huffed to - horny to go to sleep. With every minute passing by he got more desperate. He hated this game, he never begged. But desperate times call for desperate measures. "Okay fine. I'm sorry I said your car was fine and that you broke down in the middle of nowhere and at night. Can you forgive me? Can I make it up to you?" Smirking you turned to your very frustrated boyfriend, "See Javi, that wasn't so hard. Now do your worst, cowboy." Your lover was on you in mere seconds, giving you a wink and a salute followed by a, "Yes ma'am." as he went south.
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