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cowboyfromh3ll · 10 months
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Can we get being married to Javier headcanons?? Pls and thank you 🙏
Married To Javier Escuella HC
I see Javier hc and go feral
Warnings: None
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He was made for married life
The night of your marriage, he carried you into your home bridal style and kicked open the front door with you in his arms
Said he thought it was super romantic
Probably practiced it a few times before the big day
Wedding cake was tres leches don't argue
He adjusts to domestic life nicely, finally getting a break from all the hardships of life and gets to live out his days with his wonderful spouse by his side
He does a lot of the cooking. Makes you breakfast in bed when he's able to
But he always makes sure you have your coffee
His ring finger is never seeing a break. He will NEVER take that ring off
ALWAYS finds a way to mention you in a conversation with ANYONE
If anyone tries to flirt with him, he just shoves his ring in their face
"ESTOY CASADO"
Honeymoon phases never ends
He is just so head over heels in love. He will continuously do romantic shit throughout y'all's marriage: serenading you, trailing rose petals from the front door toward the bedroom, candlelit baths together, having fully cooked meals ready for you by the time you get home
Indoctrinates you into his self-care routine if you don't already have one
Would do one of those Chicano glamour-shot 2000's couples photoshoots with you (PLEASE TELL ME Y'ALL KNOW WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT)
Omg I can just imagine y'all living your days out on some terrenos in Mexico with your own ranch and cute little animals. Your wedding gift to yourselves
If you don't already know Spanish he'd teach you some key phrases and words to help you out
Also thinks its very intimate to be teaching someone his language and helps him feel more connected to them
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izaacs-notdeadyet · 26 days
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Javier pony 🤯
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rdrthingies · 2 years
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fandomphasess · 4 years
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(Fell asleep before I could continue the art spam.)
My friend requested this one a while back, def want to redo this one!
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kierthurs · 3 years
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Request: Kieran please God I'm begging you draw Javier with wings 🥺🥺🥺🥺
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i didn't finish it n and its not good but i love you too much to NOT draw him
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metallicaredemption · 5 years
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True 😂
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vidjyagames · 4 years
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husbandits · 5 years
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this is a fun way to pass the time, actually
(template is originally by @ripthevoidapart )
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inkrabbit · 4 years
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Seven Minutes in Heaven - Javier Esceulla
 Javi
Your cheeks heat up as you reread the paper, making sure your eyes don’t deceive you. Handing the paper to Lenny, he beams down at you. Of course he knew that you were sweet on the man, having spent the nights staying up and listening to his guitar playing, complimenting him on his songs. He’s more than excited to call the outlaw over, earning himself a look of surprise. Javier stands up, straightening out his coat before walking forward. He takes your hand with a gentle grasp, bringing up so he can press his lips to your knuckles in a sweet kiss.
“So, you got me?” he purrs. You can only let out a soft chuckle as you follow him to John’s tent. Always the gentleman, he holds the flaps open for you, allowing you to enter first so he can tie it up. You sit down on the old cot, hearing Lenny call out that the time has started.
“Now, what do you wanna do?” Javier asks, making his way over to you. He slowly lowers himself down onto the cot so he’s sitting next to you, reaching out to gently rest his hand on your thigh. Your heart speeds up and you bite your lower lip.
“Ah… I’m fine with anything,” you respond. You didn’t want to push any boundaries, worried that it would end up awkward the next time you saw him. But he uses his free hand to reach out, curling his index finger underneath your chin.
“Anything, huh?” He leans forward, hesitating just a bit in order to give you time to back out. You decide to meet him, pressing your lips to his in a sweet kiss. It starts out slow and sweet, his hand moving to cup your cheek, thumb softly stroking your skin. The hand that was resting on your leg moves to wrap around, coaxing you to straddle his lap. You wrap one arm around his neck to bring him closer, using the other to remove his hat. Your fingers run through his hair, removing the tie and letting his hair flow free. You can feel his lips curl into a smile, a soft chuckle reverberating in his throat. He pulls back for a moment to admire your red face before he leans in, peppering your neck in soft kisses. It pulls a low mewl from your lips, gripping his hair and tugging, the groan sounding heavenly.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” He breathes. You can only manage to let out a hum, nodding your head. His hands trail down to the edge of your shirt, slipping under the hems before he drags his short fingernails up your bare back. It sends a shiver up your spine, a smug grin creeping across his face. You tug his hair again with a bit more force this time, jerking his head back and exposing his neck. You watch his Adam’s apple bounce slightly as he swallows thickly, a husky groan escaping his lips when you graze your teeth across his skin. He’s quick to retract one of his hands, going up to grip your face and bring it so you can look at him. Smashing his lips against yours once more, he slips his tongue inside when you let out a soft gasp, his tongue sliding against yours. It’s enough to get a soft moan from you, releasing your grip on his hair to instead thread your fingers through his black locks. Another groan comes from him as you grind your hips against his. He moves his hands down to grip your hips, squeezing and encouraging you to roll your hips once again. Tracing the hems of your pants, you let out a soft hum of approval, only to hear the teen call out that your seven minutes have passed. Pulling back, you see Javier pouting. With a soft chuckle, you peck his lips one last time.
“Come on,” you say, removing yourself from his lap to start for the entrance of the tent. “You think we can go to town real quick?”
“Whatever for?” he questions, following you out as you undo the ties, seeing Lenny’s sly smile as he watches you two.
“Maybe get some privacy?” you suggest, “’Less you don’t wanna continue.”
“Mi amor, I thought you’d never ask,” he purrs. He walks close behind you, arms wrapped around your waist as he plants a soft kiss to your neck, following you over to the horses.
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isaacdoesart · 4 years
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Javier Esceulla
this was like a 15 min doodle but i’m pretty happy considering it was the first time i’ve ever drawn him!
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smarthur-smorgan · 5 years
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I'm slowly falling for Javier Esceulla and I'm not complaining.
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redeadepression · 5 years
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React for Javier: I’m a 25 y/o mixed Latina, though I don’t look it since I have red, curly hair and light skin. I do have big, doe-brown eyes. Aside from English, I speak Spanish, Chinese and Japanese. I was considered too tall and curvy to be a ballerina, even though I was on pointe for a few years. I’m a voracious reader and I have been teaching myself piano since I stopped dancing. I also really love poetry, hiking and photography ☺️📸
Javier Esceulla Reacts | Multilingual, Mixed Latina with many hobbies.
Javier has no idea you are mixed Latina until you tell him
He is incredibly interested in your heritage since it is super important to him
He wants to understand how you ended up with pale skin and red hair
But he won’t dare ask for fear of being rude
All he knows is you are beautiful
He loves your eyes
They’re his favourite of your features
He thinks dancing is wonderful and gets excited when you show off in front of him
Being able to do pointe work is incredibly impressive and he tells you so often
He tells you to forget those that told you, you couldn’t be a ballerina 
He is really interested in the other languages you can speak
Often asking you “How would you say that in Japanese/Chinese?”
He picks up little bits here and there to try and impress you
He thinks you learning piano is amazing and encourages it readily
He loves to play his guitar while you play piano
Essentially jamming together
He isn’t big on being the subject of your photos but he thinks it’s a cool hobby
He likes to take you on long hikes so you can take scenery pictures
He encourages you to write poetry about the things you see together
He finds it similar to song-writing, which he enjoys
He thinks you’re very well suited to one another and enjoys your company immensely
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rdrthingies · 3 years
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Dialogue request: how does the gang react to Hosea's steadily declining health condition? (coughing, wheezing for breath ect)
1) sorry this took a while i am a dumb bitch who forget things
2) noooo sad :(
alright let's do this. As always, here is the AO3 Link
Hosea grew up with asthma, his childhood filled with playing and running and then collapsing and struggling to breathe. However, as he got older it began affecting him less and less, to the point that by the time Arthur came around, the boy had no idea that he had this condition.
But in the year 1897, his coughing returns, his shortness of breath. At first, he and Dutch believe it to be his asthma returning old age finally getting to him. He began drinking the herbal teas again, ones that helped him when he was younger, and taking a new medicine that is also supposed to help his condition.
However, it quickly proved that this was not a case of asthma, as Hosea could feel his chest getting tighter and in such pain that he could barely breathe. He tried to hide it from the others, not wanting to worry anyone, only really telling Grimshaw so that she might look into a remedy.
His first major attack happened during a celebration of a successful robbery of a large estate. People were singing, laughing, and drinks were being passed around. Hosea lit a cigarette, and at his first inhale he felt his lungs seize in a way he's never felt before. He fell to his knees, hacking and gasping for breath. Arthur is quickly there with a hand on his back, trying to help him.
Hosea quietly panicked when he felt the metallic taste of blood in his mouth. But he swallowed it down and reassured his son once he got a hold of himself again, claiming his old lungs were bringing back his asthma.
The next day, Dutch all but dragged him to the local doctors, adamant that this was something worse. Getting the lung cancer diagnosis was somber, to say the least, Dutch near broke down in tears, holding Hosea tightly. However, Hosea was simply resigned to the fact. He figured it was something like this, something that would kill him slowly. The two contemplated on what to tell the others, do they tell the truth? Do they even acknowledge that they went to the doctors?
In the end, Hosea decided that they had a right to know. They were family, family should know when something is wrong.
He gathers everyone around, Dutch by his side for support. "I have an announcement," he cleared his throat. "As you're probably aware, I got sick a couple days ago, and Dutch dragged me to the doctor by my ears." That got several laughs and smiles through the crowd. "We didn't rob him! This was not some crazy con, though we did try that once in Wyoming... Arthur knows," He was stalling, he knew this, but the laughter and smiles on his family's face are what he holds precious.
"I uh... I..." He took a steadying breath, the laughter quickly died down. "The doctor said I've got cancer." The first reaction to many was gasps and disbelief, refusing to believe this was happening. But then, as time passed, as they sat with the news, it became apparent that this was real.
Mary-Beth was quick to start crying, desperately trying to hold back tears but they wouldn't stop. Tilly comforted her while pushing back her own tears.
Others, like Sean and Javier, were quick to ask about cures. What could be done, who do they have to rob or kidnap to ensure he was healthy again.
"There's no need boys," he waved his hand. "This is simply the path of life. You get old, you get sick, and it kills you. I'm not telling you all so you can panic and pity me, I am telling you because you're my family and my family has a right to know." That go more tears, Jenny Kirk, Molly, Abigail, even the men like Lenny and Javier were openly shedding tears. That night, Hosea stood at the edge of the camp, enjoying the night.
He's first approached by John, his eyes cast down like he was a child again caught stealing sweets. "Do-do y'know how... how long you got?"
Hosea smiled sadly, bringing an arm around him. "Doctor said it was early stages, so we can do things to stop it spreading quickly. Other than that, he suspected I could live another ten years if I moved to live in ideal conditions."
"And... are ya?"
"'Course not! You think I'd leave you all to the mercy of Dutch and his ridiculous plans?" It was a sad attempt at a laugh, but Hosea will take it anyway.
"I'll be fine son, we'll be okay."
Arthur joined them soon after, quietly walking up beside the older man, hands gripping his gun belt.
"Hosea I... I'm real sorry."
"Now why on Earth are you apologizing? You didn't give me cancer."
"I know I just... this ain't fair."
Hosea grabbed his arm and dragged him closer, the other arm around him. "You know well as I do that life ain't fair, son. We just gotta go with the cards that were dealt with us." The three stood there for a while, the two younger men quietly crying, and their father comforting them with the hard news.
A week later, after Hosea had another attack while playing with Jack, John left in the dead of night.
In the months following the gang did as much as they could to help Hosea and burden him less, but it got to a point where Hosea was getting stir crazy and annoyed at how much he was not doing. After an argument with Dutch and Susan, they agreed to let him into more jobs, riding out alone. The others were slow to follow, especially those like Abigail and Tilly who had known him for so long, wanting to make sure he stayed healthy. They became used to his hacking, recognizing when it was a regular attack or a bad one, and reacting appropriately.
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oogiesboogie · 4 years
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Me and my homeboys @ Morston,Javiathur,VanderMorgan,JaviJohn Shippers
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metallicaredemption · 5 years
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Lookin' over Blackwater prior to rescuing Sean. I kinda like this shot lol
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rdrthingies · 4 years
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how the gang got their horses
- Dutch: stole The Count from a wealthy man they were conning
- Hosea: bought Silver Dollar for $200 because the family was desperate for money. Silver Dollar was an inheritance but they couldn’t afford to train/keep him with a failing cow ranch.
- John: Old Boy was the oldest horse in the Valentine Stable and was on sale for $20
- Arthur: stole Boadicea from a man who was abusing her. He fell in love with her instantly.
- Javier: gifted Boaz after his first major successful robbery. They surprised him with Boaz because they noticed him looking at the paint once while waiting for the others.
- Charles: Taima was a gift from a tribe he was staying with and helped them through the winter
- Lenny: His father bought him Maggie when he 13, he trained and raised her himself.
- Bill: Brown Jack was his commissioned army horse and took him with him when he was discharged as a last act of defiance
- Micah: he saw the horse, wanted it, killed the man who had him and ran away on Baylock.
- Kieran: Bought Branwen with the last of his money after he saw him getting abused by his owner. He does not regret a thing. 
- Sean: Hosea bought him Ennis as a way to hopefully get him to be more responsible. He took him to the nearby stables and said “I’ll get you any horse you want, but you will take care of it or you will bury it yourself”
- Karen: Demanded a horse of her own if she was going to be robbing with the Boys. Grimshaw had the idea of getting her the old scraggly looking horse as a joke. But the jokes on her because Arthur helped Karen take care of Old Bell into what she is today.
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