#Javi WIPs

[javitrulovesims]

Just finished an old MM-fication project that i started back in July. Cornelia Crumplebottom and Jamie Jolina look quite stunning on these.

[exhaustedalien]

he's so silly ?

[milla-frenchy]

Wip wednesday

Here's a snippet of The hounds of hell part 3, @aurorawritestoescape and I are working on it 💕💕

Javi woke up in the middle of the night. He was hard. So fucking hard. His hand was cupping one of your breasts, his cock against your ass. He thought about the evening before, how Steve and him fucked you. They railed you so good. Filled you with their cum.

It wasn’t as wild as the first time, when they had spread your cunt with their two cocks, leaving you cockdumb like a good little drunk fuckdoll. But still, yesterday you took it good. Fucking good.

He smirked. As soon as he had seen you dance that first night at the bar, swinging your ass in front of him, he had known you’d want to take their cocks. No need to get you drunk for that, but they had wanted to have fun.

Now you were still sleeping, in Steve’s arms, one leg wrapped around him. Seemed like you really liked climbing him.

But right now, Javi just wanted to stick his dick in your cunt. To stick it really nice and deep. So he squeezed Steve’s arm, and as soon as he woke up and saw Javi’s look, he smiled carnally. And in 2 seconds, Steve was fucking hard too.

Npt: @aurorawritestoescape @joelmillerisapunk @mermaidgirl30 @mountainsandmayhem @sawymredfox

@janaispunk @toxicanonymity @604to647 @iamasaddie @bonezone44 @corazondebeskar

[raspberrybesitos]

Deja Vú | javier peña x f!reader

Summary: You and Javier, your best friend and neighbor, have been hooking up for a while now. He’s infiltrated your daily life, lingering in your thoughts, seeing him everywhere - you’re unable to function without him crossing your mind. However, nothing has been exclusively established by you two. At least not until shit hits the fan when the two of you go on dates with other people. Will things between you and Javier turn into something more?

Word count: tbd (it’ll probs be long i can’t control myself)

Rating: 18+ MDNI (All ageless blogs will be blocked.)

Series warnings: friends with benefits, friends to lovers, lil bit of enemies to lovers at some point, idiots in love, miscommunication trope, flirting, mutual pining, some angst, Javi is a fucking idiot bc he is a man, jealous!Javi, possessive!Javi, protected and unprotected PIV (wrap it up y’all), fingering, oral (f receiving), spanking, some ass play, creampie, aftercare, reader speaks and understands Spanish, reader is female and has hair you can pull but has no other physical descriptions, no mention of hair type/skin color/body type, NO USE OF Y/N, translations will be available at the end of each chapter.

A/N: Mood board does not depict reader, she is completely faceless through and through. This is loosely based off Deja Vú by Beyoncé because how could i, Nini, not write a fic based off of a Bey song??? if y’all don’t know me, i am Beyhive 4L 🤞🏼i was listening to B’day and it’s so Javi coded to me, it’s crazy

Divider by @saradika

Full series here! 🫶🏼

As promised, my lil 200 followers celebration (and my WIP Wednesday) so, snippet under the cut!

You shut the door before he can answer, huffing out a deep breath you didn’t know you were holding in, and lean against it. What a long fucking night. Padding into the bathroom, you remove your makeup and sigh into your towel. You stare at yourself in the mirror and bite back tears.

Shaking your head, you will yourself not to cry - refusing to shed tears for him. You walk out of the bathroom and into the kitchen, grabbing a glass from one of the cabinets. Opening the fridge, you reach for the open bottle of wine. Sighing, as you’re reminded of Javi, having shared the bottle with him after a hookup a few days ago. 

You fill your glass to the brim and chug half of it, slamming down the glass on the countertop. You drag your feet towards the living room, plopping down on the couch. Your head hangs in your hands as you curl into a ball.

“Javi!” You perk up at the sound of a woman calling his name. Rising from the couch, you press your ear against the thin wall that separates yours and Javi’s apartments. “Sí, Javi, sí!” Your brain is short-circuiting as you hear her moan Javi’s name. You can’t help but let your jaw fall open, shocked that he’d be so bold to rub this in your face. Tears of anger and heartache well in your eyes. You attempt to storm off until you hear your name.

A man screaming your name - Javi screaming your name. Everything goes silent. Your ears are ringing and your body is hot, flooding with emotions as your head spins. There’s no way any of this is happening.

Suddenly, you hear shuffling and shouting from outside. Running to peer out of the small peephole at the top of your front door, your jaw drops again at the scene playing out in front of you. Cassandra, the woman from earlier in the night, is fixing her clothes while screaming at a shirtless Javi in the hallway.

i’m excited for this one! it’s like seeing the novelas in my head come to life on the page lol this is very self-indulgent for me

some moot/npt tags: @joelsgreys @nostalxgic @party-hearses @daydreamingmiller @tinygarbage @bastardmandennis @javierpena-inatacvest @amanitacowboy @undrthelights @gracieheartsspedro 🩷

ty @mandoisapunk @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin @jenispunk for the wip wednesday tags <333

[k9effect]

[WIP]

Sneak peek of some of the pfp sketches :) they will be coloured etc but I'm sketching them all out for now!

Let me know who else you want to see!

I've already sketched: Mav ('86 and '22), Ice ('86 (will do '22)), Penny, Bob, Coyote, Hangman, Rooster, Cyclone and Phoenix!

[sniixnn]

coughs

[sapphic-terror]

He got used to burying people a long time ago.

(Or, Javi wears his dog tags every time he goes out chasing, it means nothing (it means everything.)

[littlereyofsunlight]

help, I can't stop thinking about a certain found family of storm chasers!

eventually, this is the story of how Tyler Owens collects his ragtag, batshit, heart-of-gold tornado wranglin’ crew, one by one.

Tyler hadn’t trusted himself to go back, not early in that first season after he’d left his home circuit. He’d thrown himself into summer classes, knocking out prerequisites outside his major and volunteering with Habitat for Humanity. Between the coursework, the carpentry and his regular chores on the family farm, he was too exhausted to miss kissing the dirt of the arena. For the most part.

But a long weekend off of school in September coincided with the final rodeo of the season, and Tyler, riding high on the sureness that his new path—bachelor’s, masters, and an eventual Ph.D in geosciences—was the right one, figured his conviction could withstand a visit. On the familiar drive from Hackett to Lavaca, a little doubt crept in, but he talked himself out of it. “C’mon, Owens, if you can’t ride your fears, you gotta at least face ‘em.”

He arrived in the middle of the first of the roughstock events, bareback riding. He kept to the back of the stands, hat pulled low so he wouldn’t catch anyone’s eye. It was a big crowd, some of them finally flush with the earnings from a good harvest, the mood celebratory as each rider took a go-round. 

The events went smoothly, more or less. A few minor injuries, but nothing that put a stop to the action. Tyler found himself balling up his forgotten bag of popcorn, popping it sometime during the tie-down roping, fluffy kernels scattered onto the weather-worn boards under his boots. His hands gripped at an imaginary rope, thighs clenched as though he would soon be dropping into the chute. When he realized the amount of tension in his body, he decided to get another beer while they set up the barrel racing course.

Turns out, he’d had the same idea as much of the crowd. The line snaked around the stands and Tyler found himself close to the roping chutes at the south end. Some of the contestants and hopefuls were still hanging around, ribbing each other, craning their necks to get a look at the riders waiting to make their way down the bucking chute for the final event. Tyler recognized a few of them, but no one he needed to say hi to. 

A small group of them drifted into line behind him. His ears pricked up at their good-natured shit-talking.

“Dani, what were you thinking?” One kid asks another.

Tyler could hear the shrug in Dani’s smoky voice as they replied. “Wasn’t thinkin’ much, how was that not obvious?” The rest of the group laughed. “They gotta give me a chance one of these times, can’t keep putting me in with the slack. I got more try ‘n half tonight’s riders combined.”

[toxicanonymity]

WIP Wednesday

ty for the tag @corazondebeskar-reads Idk writing is a struggle this wk. a few people have seen this but I'm curious what tumblr thinks 🫣

pt. 2 of the raid, ft. Steve Warnings: dark javi, captive, sharing

"Good," Javi nods. Then squints and asks, "He touch you?" (. . .) You begin to shake your head no.

Javi clenches his jaw and his eyes narrow. "Why not?" His head whips to Steve.

Steve sighs and uncrosses his arms. He extends his hand toward Javi's face and Javi takes it. Javi takes a whiff of Steve's fingers and cracks a smile at you. "Don't lie to me, putita." Javi brings Steve's middle and index fingers to his lips, then locks eyes with you as he tastes you on Steve's digits. Your heart races.

Javi drops Steve's hand and cups your jaw. "Pobrecita. . ." His hand dwarfs your face. "Confused?"

You nod and your voice is small. "You said it's yours."

"What's mine?"

You look down at yourself and swallow. "My body?"

Javi nods. "Say it, putita."

Your eyes settle on his gold chain. "This pussy is yours."

"That's right," Javi nods. "Good girl." He gestures his head toward Steve and explains to you, "only with my permission." He tells Steve to close the door on his way out.

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please share your WIPs if you want

[peepawispunk]

WIP Wednesday

Thanks for the tag @sunshineispunk

Tags/warnings: doctor roleplay, consensual dubcon, Javier Peña/You/Marcus Pike, medical kink

Rating: E

“Be honest, Pike. Did you call me in for a consult just to show me this pretty pink pussy?” Dr Peña asked, sitting down on the wheeled stool at the end of the exam bed, directing the overhead light to point directly at your cunt. He groaned, reaching out to stroke a finger up your seam, slipping between your lips. “You spoil me.”

“It’s a real nice one, isn’t it?” Dr Pike asked, a smirk in his voice. “She’s got a great pair of tits, too.” He pointed out, reaching out with a gloved finger to tweak at your hardened nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. “I think she might be just what we’ve been searching for.”

Tagging @pedroswife69 @half-moon16 @kilamonster @senorabond @educated-zombie @ak-vintage

[angelofsmalldeath-codeine]

Hemmy's Recommendation List | Javier Peña - Part 2

Javier Peña - Part 2

Hi! I am Hemmy and live in a delusional world where I am the female companion to Frankie Morales, Joel Miller and Javier Peña. The amazing banner by the incredible @proxima-writes @pr0ximamidnight; mid-banners and dividers by @cafekitsune

This is my first-ever recommendation list and I am trying to figure out the best format.

These are fics that I have read and enjoyed. I am sure there are many more out there that I have yet to discover. If you have any suggestions, please comment so we can all add them to our 'to be read' lists.

Link to Masterlist

Self-plug: if you need a beta reader or want help with Spanish for the ones who write Javi P and Frankie, hit me up!

Disclaimer:

These creators are putting out content for free and do not have to cater to your personal preferences or expectations of how this or that character should be written.

You are not forced to read through it. Feel free to abandon a series or one-shot halfway through if it is not working for you.

If a creator has not explicitly asked for feedback for their work, keep your opinion to yourself.

Heed warnings and tags, if you don't like soft!Javi, don't read anything with that tag. It is THAT simple. Apply that logic to everything else that is not to your taste.

Warnings and tags on each fic. Read at your discretion. You are responsible for the content you choose to consume.

Javier Peña - Part 2

GIF by spookycora

Series - cont.

Love, Javier  @itsjustsemantics Married Javier Peña Masterlist  @lokischocolatefountain Mi Cielo  @venusandromedadjarin Mi Luz  @pedrostylez Monday Morning  @joels-darlin More Than Just Friends  @darkroastjoel Not Qualified For This  @blueeyesatnight Nowhere To Run  @mvrdvckmvtthew @metalnecklace Nowhere To Run  @undercoverpena-fics Paperwork  @blueeyesatnight Paranoid Heart  @goodwithcheese Perfectly Intoxicating  @gracieispunk Ring  @notjustjavierpena-fics Running Like Water  @freshlyrage Salvatore  @devilmademewriteit Saturdays With Javier  @wildemaven Scathed Series  @dancingtotuyo Scenes From A Marriage  @pennyserenade Secret Smile  @thelightsandtheroses-fics She's Got The Tickets  @vanemando15 Somewhere To Start  @chloeangelic There Was Heavens In Your Eyes  @metalnecklace When Javi Met  @jedifarmer Worth The Wait  @kteague You Are My Best Friend  @autumnleaves1991-blog

One Shots

A Whole New Man  @jawabear Again  @javierpena-inatacvest Arde Tu Piel  @fhatbhabie Arepas  @undercoverpena-fics Back to December  @nonexistent-introvert Comatose  @absurdthirst Coming Home  @undercoverpena-fics Cookies & Whiskey  @jake-g-lockley Dance With Me?  @beecastle Every Inch  @javierpena-inatacvest Family Recipe  @beecastle I Can See You  @proxima-writes I Got You  @yeollie-plz I'd Love To See Me From Your POV  @tightjeansjavi Just Keep Breathing  @swiftispunk Let Me Be Your Anchor  @beecastle Meant to Be  @wildemaven Mi Cielo  @pedrostylez Missed You  @pedrostylez Over & Done With  @loquaciousferret Phone Sex… Amrite?  @tightjeansjavi Picture Perfect  @absurdthirst Pool Sex With Javi P  @tightjeansjavi Rendezvous  @frannyzooey Say No To Me  @lokischocolatefountain Stubborn When It Comes To This  @metalnecklace Sunburn  @metalnecklace Sweet Dreams  @javiscigarette Swipe His Nose Like A Credit Card  @tightjeansjavi Take Me Where Your Heart Is  @pennyserenade Tanlines  @metalnecklace The Third Date  @lowlights Tie Me Up Like I'm Surprised  @tightjeansjavi You Are My Home  @javierpena-inatacvest You'll Always Have Me  @eideticallys

Link to Masterlist

[javitrulovesims]

"Don't you know that a man being rich is like a girl being pretty? You wouldn't marry a girl just because she's pretty, but my goodness, doesn't it help?"

[aurorawritestoescape]

Wip Thursday

Thank you for the tags @milla-frenchy @kewwrites @bonezone44 😘😘😘

Naughty snippet of the Hounds of Hell pt 2🍆🍆

18+ smut mdni

You moaned Steve’s name and his lips brushed against yours as he began caressing your bud with feather light strokes. He was playing with you, winding up your arousal more and more until you were nothing but a trembling needy mess under his touch.

“Please…,” you whined.

“What do you need, baby?” Steve asked you, his eyes finding yours while he was torturing you with his thumb.

Javi chuckled and leaned forward, putting his elbows on the knees.

“Our little slut needs what she came for, Steve. To get fucked. Right, hermosa?”

You looked at him and nodded, feeling your cheeks heat up.

Npt💖 @missannwinchester @toxicanonymity @ellasinnombre @ozarkthedog @xdaddysprincessxx @iamasaddie

[milla-frenchy]

I'm thinking about my man. don't get me wrong, javi is hot as hell. but the size of this man, and the way he kisses, and fucks you from the bottom, and holds you like a koala, and sings, and every single thing he does 🫠🫠🫠. TYSM for The Hounds of Hell 🩷 a real masterpiece by you and @aurorawritestoescape

Aaaah thank you so much 😍🖤 Love the mood boards 👌

Here's a little snippet of part 2, with our big Steve, your man 🫠🫶

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“You don’t remember?” he asked, looking at you with narrowed eyes. You shook your head. “Lemme help you”, he added.

He slipped his hand between your thighs, pulled up your dress and brushed against your folds through your panties.

“Damn…seems like your cunt ain’t forgot, baby…she’s already soaked.”

He kneeled and pulled down your panties, looking at your pussy for a few seconds before looking up at you. You bit your lower lip, waiting for him to place his lips on you, there, and here, in this bathroom. But he smiled and stood up, covered his thumb with your slick, and went up to your clit. He rubbed it gently, while your eyes were fixed on each other, your breathing speeding up every second. He kept his thumb on your clit, and pushed two fingers in your pussy, making you moan. You rolled your hips on his fingers, fucking yourself on them. You grabbed his shirt to hide your face from him, your nose in his neck, as if you were ashamed of breaking so easily for him. 

“Fuck…I’m gonna…”

“Yeah baby, I know. Come on my fingers, clench ‘em again. Even faster than in the car, fuck.”

He pressed his crotch against your hip, and you could feel his bulge. You knew he loved to show how hard he could be, how big his dick was. “Oh fuck,” you whimpered, just before you came. He let you ride out your orgasm, his thumb resting on your clit, his fingers still buried inside you. Then he slowly removed them from your dripping cunt and licked them one by one, not taking his eyes off you and added “I remember everythin’, baby.”

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Thank you for the tag, @mermaidgirl30 and @bonezone44 🙏

npt: @aurorawritestoescape @toxicanonymity @magpiepills @pedge-page @kewwrites @iamasaddie @corazondebeskar-reads

[for-a-longlongtime]

WIP Wednesday

Thank you for tagging me, @lotusbxtch @qveerthe0ry! Let's see, here's a final WIP Wednesday of 'Let Me Get What I Want' because I'm really close to finishing it, finally! I'm terrible at estimating how much time something will take to do, but let's just say that I'm expecting the full fic (around 10.5-11K words, oops) to go up by the end of this week. Thanks for those of y'all who have been reading/liking/sharing for being so patient, I appreciate your support so much! 💜

Tim Rockford x Javier Peña x OFC

Mai is so wet that she takes two of his fingers so easily, could probably take a third if he tried, but she stops him from doing so - a moan escaping from her as she almost impatiently grabs his dick. “Damnit Javi, don’t make me wait,” she practically whines. It short circuits something inside of his brain, especially as Tim chuckles next to them, and unable to wait another second he pushes inside of her, swallowing both their moans with a deep kiss.

“Fuck, you feel so goddamn good,” he gasps when he’s completely buried into her, tight heat surrounding him and making his head swim. “Easy carino, or I’m gonna blow right away…”

“No, you won’t. You’re gonna be good, Javier.” 

Javi whimpers at the feeling of Tim’s mouth close to his ear, soft words firmly ordering him, and he grits his teeth as he fights even harder to hold it together. Mai’s eyes shift from his to Tim’s, then back to him again, her lips parted as she’s breathing heavily already. “Goddamn, you two are beautiful,” she says softly, and he feels her clench around him when Tim licks his neck.

He closes his eyes as he shakes his head, taking a deep breath to compose himself. When he looks at her again, she’s reaching out to tug Tim’s hair gently. “Let him go,” she warns him, a smile playing over her lips. “He’s getting way too hot from having you breathe down his neck.”

“Bossy little thing,” Tim mocks her slyly, his hand cupping her full breast as he teases her nipple into a firm peak. “Telling me what to do, huh?”

“You’re damn right, Timothy.” Mai grins as she tugs at his curls again. Tim huffs at the name as he grabs her hand, pressing a kiss into her palm as he then reluctantly lets go. He rolls back onto the bed to resume his position as spectator, loosening the buttons on his white dress shirt as his eyes meet Javi’s again, and he gives him a wink.

“You’re a goddamn piece of work, aren’t you?” Javi can hardly suppress a laugh as he leans down to take her mouth again, feeling too damn turned on by how she just wrapped Tim around her finger like that. “You two are both trouble."

I'm really behind on Tumblr today because a certain someone's pictures explode all over the place (damn you, Pascal - you're gonna kill us all at this rate) -- so my apologies if y'all have been tagged or posted a WIP Wed already!

@sin-djarin @perotovar @ohforficsake @magpiepills @exquisiteserotonin

@youandmeand5bucks @penvisions @oliveksmoked @ghostofaboy @senorabond

@ezrasbirdie @nerdieforpedro @mysterious-moonstruck-musings @avastrasposts @alltheglitterandtheroar

@rhoorl @i-own-loki @laurfilijames @chronically-ghosted @ozarkthedog

@marisferasiop @covetyou @luxurychristmaspudding @morallyinept @mountainsandmayhem

Dividers by @saradika!

[jolalibrary]

wip thursday

because I apparently can never do this on the actual day. thank you my loves for the tag, @schnarfer @lotusbxtch @luxurychristmaspudding @almostfoxglove

this weeks brain rot comes courtesy of this post that I’ve decided I’m now writing… you’re welcome? 😂💁‍♀️

There’s a pen on his desk that doesn’t belong.

It’s shinier, newer—ink still full. The clip still sparkles under the fluorescent light, it isn’t chipped away from being thrown or chewed on. It’s immaculate, overall a really good pen.

The kind politicians have in their pockets, businessmen pull out from their briefcases or are placed in front of crisp white documentation, tabs indicating where to sign.

It’s why he knows it doesn’t belong.

Thinks it as he exhales, puffing out smoke that shifts into tendril-fuelled dances to hover and live along the cracked and peeling ceiling. Javi likes to stare at it, the way it lingers, shifting. But the pen has commanded all his attention, unable to blink his gaze from it as the paper burns close to his fingers. Dangerously close, hazardous. Jaw slid to the side as it taunted him, practically scratching with the inky tip against the inside of his brain.

He still smells you on his skin.

An absolute, not a mirage. A thing applied to his skin, layered there as though he’d spread it on like cream. It catches his nose in the breeze from the fan, makes him stub out his cigarette before he swipes his fingers against the slope of his nose. Checking, ensuring he’s not losing his shit over nothing.

He isn’t. It’s there. Haunting in how it clings. Latches and embeds. It’s not burned away by the chain-smoking or the varying airs he finds himself in as he goes about his day.

Teeth biting at the inside of his mouth, just under the inside of his lower lip. Nursing the area between his teeth, alternating between straight lips and pouted as he chews, and chews. Because you’re no longer haunting him in just scent, but in things now too. Evidence of you being here, left, placed likely with premeditation, maybe even a smirk across your painted lips. Sat at your desk earlier, Javier. No wonder your back hurts.

tagging: anyone who hasn’t done this because I’m late as per.