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Theyâll Know Youâre Mine: Javier Esquella X Male Reader
Fictober Prompt: Day 3, Public sex Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Public sex, exhibitionism, anal sex, mentions of past anal fingering and groping, neck kissing, riding, top Reader and bottom Javier Summary: At the saloon with the gang, Javier just canât help himself.
The smoke and darkness is what gives Javier the idea he can get away with it. Saloon night with the gang is always fun, full of drinking and gambling, sometimes even a few drunken hookups. Javier isnât drunk though, neither are you. Dutch put you both on a probation of sorts after getting distracted during the job. To be fair, Javier had initiated the kissing. And the groping. You simply acted as any partner would and returned.
You may have also had a few fingers in him, but thatâs besides the point.
Itâs Javier that seems to have some kind of incessant need to fool around in public. Sometimes itâs just sharing a blanket so he can get his hand around your dick at the campfire, but it can get as intense as sucking you absolutely dry under the table of a poker game. Even with all that, heâs never gone this far.
As the gang shares smiles and drinks, Arthur and John failing miserably at beating Dutch and Hosea at cards and Sean somehow making out with his own hand and having no idea of it to name a few, Javier has worked his pants off and planted himself firmly on your dick. The coat you lent him provides some cover, but if anyone were to look for more than a moment, it would be quite obvious what he was doing. He had already prepped himself, already been palming you through your pants for several long minutes before starting this little public ride of his.
âLucky youâre tight.â You mutter, watching Bill attempt his flirting on Kieran over Javierâs shoulder. âWhy do you always do this?â
âWhat?â He smirks, cupping your face in his hands as he pants between bounces. âI like when people know youâre mine, mi vida, my everything.â
You turn slightly to kiss his palm. âCould do that without having me fuck you in front of them all the time.â
He smiles and leans himself into you, hiding his face in your neck as he rocks in earnest. âToo much fun, amor.â
Your head falls back against the wall from the sensation of the new angle. He swallows you with what feels like the suction of a man desperate to be flooded with cum. It feels like he might swallow you from here, inhale you completely. His mouth opens against your neck, mouthing mindlessly as you know youâve hit that spot he loves so much. With his tongue warm against your neck and a choked sob spilling out of him, he cums over your shirt. His body shudders and stills, but you grip his hips to keep him moving for your own end. He slumps, distracting himself with making marks on your neck until youâre slamming him down, flush onto you. It takes several waves, several spurts deep into him, before you can think again.
Over his shoulder you can see the same bustle of the saloon, and in the bask of your pleasure you start to think Javier might be onto something.
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Javierxm!reader where reader admires Javier who gets flustered about it would be so cute!!
Alright, first fic after a while of not writing, with my favorite mexican man, let's do this. I hope you enjoy it, feedback is always appreciatedđ
Warnings;: One mention of reader being a guy, but it was written with a male reader in mind. Not really any other warnings
Usually, Javier would sleep as much as he could unless he had guard duty and was up until the early hours of the morning before someone would come to relieve him and take his post. But tonight, tonight would be an exception.
He's sat by the fire, sharpening his knife. The only sounds being the crickets chirping, someone snoring, the crackle of the fire, and Javier's knife running across the whetstone. Until footsteps were added to the mix.
"Javier? What are you doing up this late?" It was you, and Javier felt the hints of a smile tug at his lips as you sat down on the log across from him.
"I could ask you the same." He chuckled, taking a moment to glance up at you. The warm glow of the fire highlighted your features perfectly, shadowing some parts that the fire's light had trouble reaching but you still looked absolutely handsome either way.
"Can't sleep." Javier answered simply, and you nodded in understanding.
Your eyes stayed on Javier where he was sat, his outfits always so well put together, sometimes you thought of how much money he spent buying the clothes for each piece of his outfit.
It wasn't often that you'd find yourself fantasizing about someone, but Javier had wormed his way into your mind, plauging most of your thoughts like an illness without the cure. Yet, you didn't know if you ever wanted to find said cure.
His voice was something that could be described as angelic, soothing the loudest parts of your mind to a quiet and low whisper. His eyes dark as coffee, but when the light of the setting sun would shine in them, they appeared like pools of honey.
"You're staring, that's kinda rude y'know?" His voice broke your train of thought and when you finally looked at his face, he was staring deeply into your eyes. Looking into your very soul.
"Uh- Sorry." Clearing your throat, you looked away. And Javier being the man that he is, knew there was something on your mind, and he wanted to know.
"Anything you wanna say?" Javier asked, stilling his movements and giving you his full attention.
Looking around, for peering eyes because you knew Micah was definetly up at this hour and his antagonizing would be endless if he saw or heard, and in general because you could not look at Javier without picking him apart to find more things to love and admire.
"No. We- well, I mean. I guess. I'm just, thinking." Trying to choose your words carefully, you stumble over them, only further peaking Javier's curiousity.
Javier leaned forward, "Go ahead, tell me, we're both men here I think I can handle it." He inquired, his tone becoming a bit more playful.
"Well uh,.." You started, palms becoming sweaty before you cleared your throat "You're.. pretty. For a guy, I s'pose." Your voice became softer as you admitted your reason for staring.
Before he could get a response in, you had stood up and began to make your way towards the outskirts of camp, most likely to relieve whoever was on guard duty and take their place in keeping the camp safe.
Javier stayed, processing what you had said to him. What you had called him. Pretty. You had called him pretty. He felt his entire body grow warm, and it was not just from the fire infront of him. He shook his head to stop thinking about it and went back to tending to his knife.
Except he couldn't stop thinking about it, and he wouldn't. There you go, invading his mind and making his heart beat faster than it should. And that's how he stayed for as long as he could remember, sitting by the fire, sharpening his knife, thinking about what you had called him with a flush overtaking his face. The corners of his lip quirked up in a small smile.
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Javier just being very in love with his very tall bf
please and thank you
A/N: I'M BACK. Because I'm sad, I have COVID and I'm miserable, thank you very much. Also my dog is snoring next to my ear so I'm sorry if I make any mistakes, she's distracting me. Anyway, enjoy
(English and Spanish are not my first languages, please forgive me for any grammatical errors)
Mi Amor
Javier x male reader
It was a chilly night in Colter. You were hovering over a fire, staring at it silently. It's been tough lately, the gang lost many people. But you kept your hope for a better tomorrow.
However stress was eating you out. Your boyfriend, Javier went out with Arthur to look for John. It's been a while since they were gone, and seeing how the snow kept coming, you couldn't help but feel scared that they got stuck in it. If not, some hungry wild animal got to them.
It wouldn't get much from Javier, you tried to cheer yourself up. He's thin and short, not much meat. Well, short compared to you. But thinking about it, he was shorter than some members of the gang. Non of them could compete with you, of course.
You were... Well, tall is an understatement. You were almost a head taller than Charles, who was the tallest from the whole gang. But even you outgrew him. You used to be slightly insecure about it, seeing your background, but Javier loved it ever since he met you. He always made you feel loved, he had a gift in that. Whenever you were at your lowest, or overthinking, he came to cheer you up.
But he wasn't here now. In fact, you didn't know where he was. You weren't even sure if you'll see him again. Out of all people in the camo, why was he the one that decided to go? Why couldn't it be Bill or Lenny? They would've done better. This fool isn't even made for a weather like that, he's Mexican after all!
But before you could go any further down the road of worry, you heard horses outside. Not long after, the familiar voices of your beloved. Oh, yes, and Arthur's too.
You jumped up, excited. Delighted even. You ran to the source of the sounds, seeing as others were helping John down from the horse, Abigail immediately going to scold him. You rolled your eyes. She could give him a break at least now.
Before you could observe what was happening after, you felt arms wrap around you, pulling you into a hug.
"oh, mi amor! I was so worried will you manage without me!" The short Mexican cried out, hiding his face in your chest. You immediately slapped the back of his head.
"you worried?" You frowned, sending down a glare. But upon seeing him rubbing the back of his head, your gaze softened. You hugged him, picking him up a bit. A gesture he loved. "I thought I lost you... What took you so long?"
Javier chuckled nervously, nuzzling to you, the exhaustion washing over him.
"got some company on our way back..." He muttered, sighing softly. You smiled a bit, rubbing his back, watching him.
"I hope nothing serious?"
"wolves"
"then it wasn't anything serious" You laugh at his offended gasp before getting a light punch on your stomach.
"I could've been eaten!"
"noo, they wouldn't go after you. Look at you. You're a cute type. Not a meal you'd want to eat"
"oh you said something different that one night-" you covered his mouth before he could finish, a slight blush appearing on your cheeks. Yes, it was a nice night, but not the type you'd want the whole gang to hear about.
"oh shut your mouth pendejo..."
"esto es por que te amo" he chuckled softly, taking your hand off of his mouth, taking your collar and pulling you down into a soft kiss. You blink few times, surprised before smiling slightly, kissing back.
Javier was a fool. You knew that. But he was your fool. And you'd be damned if you didn't merry that fool sooner or later. He always found ways to throw you off your feet.
And it was easy, considering the height difference.
^^^^^^
!! Any mistakes in the Spanish parts are fully my fault, I'm still learning it but Google Translate showed that I wrote the sentence correctly, so it's partly it's fault as well. !!
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Can you do Javier x male reader, where they are in secret relationship because reader is a OâDriscoll. But male reader is not the same like other OâDriscoll. Like he is kinda cute maybe???????
I ASKED YOU EARLIER BUT I WANTED TO BE ANONYMOUS SNSNSNSNSN
((a/n): iâll look past it if you somehow forgive me for forgetting about this đ«¶đ)
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âThe hell did Dutch mean by activity anyway?â
Javier shoots the burly man a look. âActivity, Williamson. You know, sightings? Rumors? Gunshots? Come on, compadre.â
Bill huffs and puffs and Javier simply shakes his head and continues trekking down the dirt path toward some cabin Dutch insisted they check out.
âI just donât see why this is-is- is necessary, thatâs all!â
Bills flaps his hands about, further trying to get his point across but Javier ignores his complaining. He would have brought Arthur or even Micah but he knew they were too smart. Would have raised eyebrows as soon as he started his spiel about âDutch needing us to check something out.â Probably still would have gone, but would sniff something out for sure.
Thankfully, Bill was not Micah nor Arthur and therefore was simply thinking nothing of it and wishing he were back at camp with a bottle in his hand.
Upon arriving at the derelict cabin in the forest, Javier promptly instructs Bill to keep to the tree line.
âFor look-out,â he says with a friendly clap on the manâs shoulder. âAnyone sees my hermano here and simply walks the other way, haâŠâ
Bill puffs his chest out (much to the amusement of Javier) and marches to take point by the trees, leaving the other to turn on his heel and enter the cabin.
Broken glass cracks under his boots, the sound quickly complimented by the clicking of another set of spurs rounding the corner.
âWhatâs with the oso?â
Javier lets out a mirthful chuckle, casually draping himself against the wall. His arms cross over his chest as he gazes out of the window.
âBill? Harmless. He is my companion for now- my excuse.â
His mundo stalks closer and pulls his arms apart to slot himself against him. Javier lets out a content sigh at the weight and warmth of the other man, tucking his head under his chin. (M/n) cradles the back of it with his hand, resting the other on his hip.
âThis jacket,â he says. Javier hums in question.âDidnât I give this to you?â
Javier peeks down at it. Brown, with red accents. A little bird on one of the pockets. âYes,â he answers. âMy favorite.â
âOf course it is,â (M/n) laughs quietly. He pulls away to kiss the man, holding him close. Itâs slow yet desperate, as neither of them know when theyâll get this chance again.
âHeâd kill me you know,â he breaths against his lovers lips when they part for air. âIf he knew what you were doing- who I was-â
Javier hushes the man with another kiss.
âI know, vida. Iâm sorry.â
(M/n) smiles mournfully. âI love you though. I canât help it.â
It makes Javier laugh and relax against him, knowing they only have a few minutes left.
âAnd I thank Dios for it everyday.â
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Kinktober Day 2: Voyeurism with Javier Escuella
Pronouns: The reader isn't referred to as a man, but it is said that if they were to sleep with men, they could be in danger.
Physical Sex: can be any gender
How far are things going?: Not full-blow sex; however, both Reader and Javier are jerking off at the same time.
Warnings: jerking off, Javier being a pervert, the reader being into it. MDNI
Outline: Reader has been cought bu Javier before, but that dosent stop reader from having some me time again. Especially when they spot a fimilair shape around their tent late at night
What inspired me to write how I did: Nothing!
Other: If you have any characters you want featured this month send an ask! and i will try to fit them in as i am trying to write for more people this month!!
Long days can lead to even longer nights if you have the energy. But you didnât have the privilege of bedding up with someone as you didnât quite fancy women, and well if you attempted to ask another man, you were sure to be run out of town on a good day and worse on any other. So here you sat, aching in your tent alone. While some men were still dragging themselves around, most werenât of a clear mind or even thinking of stopping by your tent.Â
Your belt clinked lightly as you pulled off your heavy jeans. You kept your underwear on for plausible deniability in Case another incident occurred, like a few weeks ago.Â
The campfire had almost been ash as you began to palm yourself through your jeans. It was hard to ignore your desire for virtually any of the men in camp. However, one man seems explicitly to always make comments about you. Javier.Â
âHey, Jefe! Are those new pants? Went out to spoil yourself, huh?â âHey, why donât you join me for a little knife play? It's getting boring just playing with myself.â When he played his music other times after the incident, he would always stare if you went to your tent, even for just a moment.
A night just like this one, except you two were the only ones in camp; you took the opportunity with great stride to get yourself off. Youâd grown used to touching yourself in silence, but it never hurt to have the time to be able to moan and move around on your cot. The gentle guitar playing lets you know that 1. Javier was busy, and 2. There was some noise close enough to him to drown you out. So you started.
You yanked down your pants, pulling down your underwear to go to town on yourself. Oddly enough, the music Javier played helped you keep the rhythm. You were so in your mind imagining a man taking over and touching you himself and marking up your neck and taking a firm hold on your hair. A man kissing you with so much desperation that it felt like he wanted to be one with you.Â
Soft moans escaped your mouth as you lost focus on everything else. Losing so much focus, you didnât hear the music stop; you didn't see the shadow of Javier's body grow large against your tent before he made his entrance. âAmigo! Why donât you join me by the fire-? OH SHIT.â He had fallen backward on his ass, yelling he was sorry in both languages he knew in a panic. You heard his footsteps retreat to the campfire and a bit farther.Â
You sat up in your bed, pulling the wool blanket over yourself. You felt like you were on fire. You did not want him to see you like that when you two didnât even spend much time together in the first place. Who goes from glances and longing stares when one didnât have a shirt on to see the other jerk off? Javier.Â
While you couldnât fully indulge, being able to get any friction seemed to melt away the day's stress. The feeling of your hands being muffled by your underwear was a different type of pleaser that made you feel more desperate. The pit in your stomach got warmer as you imagined being walked in again; maybe this time, heâd step in and join you instead of walking out. Despite the work you all did, his lips looked soft, contrasting his strong nose and stern features. His hair is well taken care of and brushed daily to frame his face perfectly. A low groan escaped your throat. Since he has walked in on you, he gave you a new nickname, Jefe. You werenât sure what it meant because when you had asked random city Spanish speakers you ran into, they looked at you confused. It means âBoss.â He had been teasingly calling you âboss,â which confused you for such a strong character he had. While you didn't take things lying down, you also weren't as overpowering as he was.
He also began giving you items of clothing he had for you to wear, such as his shawl, his red tie, and even his hat, which he got a kick out of. Heâd almost get offended if you took it off.Â
The soft glow of the lantern you kept outside your tent caught a shadow. Before panicking, you realized the figure was slowly moving outside your tent, a very familiar bowler hat being unmistakable. You couldnât help but continue the touches as the figure settled beside your cot and sat on the outside floor. You let out a small moan, watching for movement and movement you saw.
Javier leaned back, making a small dent in your tent's wall, and from the sound of the fabric moving, you could tell he was also taking his pants off. The slight rattle of the chain that adorned his vest gave away the rhythm of his hand movement. You matched his movement, letting a low string of moans leave your mouth just for him to hear. Over the next few seconds, his boots scraped against the dirt, and an idea hit you.Â
âOh, Javier..!â
You saw his body tense, but his hand never stopped moving. You felt flushed. If he had been caught, would he want you to see? You didnât want to ruin the illusion, so you kept at the small gasps and sounds. His choked breathing could be heard, with a slight wet sound that felt so dirty. His shadow showed that he had moved to his knees, one hand bracing himself against the ground. You couldnât help but imagine being under him or on top of him. Were his eyes open? Half lidded? Or were they closed to focus on the noises you were making? Would he whine more if you were masturbating together?
You finally reached into your underwear to keep up with the speed he was going. You continued to moan his name before it became cries, and you finally came undone. Your legs felt weak as Javier let out a hushed moan. His pants slowed down, as did your own. His body slumped back down once again, leaning on your tent wall. You didn't want to speak to him directly and hoped his horned-up mind would ignore it. In your best sultry voice, you whispered, "Hmm, I should ask him to join someday.â You saw him perk up, slowly get up from his sitting spot, and stumble back to his tent for the night. You couldnât help the butterflies in your stomach at the idea of him joining you next time you wanted to have some alone time.
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Y/n walking up to Dutch calmly
Dutch: Yes, y/n.
Y/n: Tienes unas tetas muy bonitas, señor, ¿puedo tocarlas?
Dutch: What?
Y/n: Tienes unas tetas muy bonitas, señor, ¿puedo tocarlas?
Dutch: Javier, I need you to translate something.
Javier: Si, what do you need me to translate?
Dutch: Y/n repeat what you just said.
Y/n: Tienes unas tetas muy bonitas, señor, ¿puedo tocarlas?:
Javier dying of laughter
Dutch: What did he say?
Javier: He said âYou have very nice titties sir, can I touch them?â
Dutch: What? *looks at y/n*
Y/n walks off smirking
Dutch: What the fuck just happened?
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I would love to see javier x male reader!! Maybe something where reader gifts javier a present?
i realised that like i havent completed a single ask, and i swear im getting to them (maybe in a year or so), but i REALLY wanted to do this!
javier escuella x male reader, criticism always appreciated. i chose to not include that much spanish, i donât speak spanish and do not want to butcher it or makes any of my spanish readers uncomfortable, sorry. set in chapter 1 :) DID NOT PROOF READ
javier has been stressed recently, itâs hard to get through winter by itself, but its been even worse after everything that happened at blackwater. the whole gang was barely getting by and he wasnât sure everyone would survive the winter. he tried to not worry you too much and act confident in dutchs plans, but you could practically read his mind.
you saw how he was getting less and less sleep, staying up thinking about what happened on that boat with the pinkertons. how he was clinging onto you whenever he could, acting like you were gonna leave him or die if he wasnât there with you. you wanted to treat him to something nice, get rid of his worries or atleast make him feel slightly better, even if it lasts only an hour.
so the second you hear that javier is going on another stressful mission to try kill colm oâdriscoll with dutch and a few others, you decide to go looking for something to surprise him with. yes, it was a dumb idea. you probably shouldnât have done it in the winter alone, especially after what happened with john and the wolves. but you honestly couldnât care less, javier deserved something nice.
while you were waving them goodbye, javier gave you one big hug, and a little kiss on the cheek. most people were okay with you and javier being two men inlove, but it was still the 1800s and you werenât going to get murdered for your love. you caught micah scoffing in disgust at the sight of you two and you roll your eyes, before drifting your attention back to javier.
âstay safe, loveâ you say, as javier wraps his arms around your waist and you put your arm around his neck, the rest of the gang was still preparing themselves for the mission. he smiles softly, âi will, amor.â you exchange one last kiss, before he gets on his horse and rides out with the rest of the gang.
once you make sure theyâre out of seeing distance, you hop on your horse and ride into the snowy forest, looking for things to get for him. you end up finding an old pocket watch and a piece of wood. perfect! you could try carve him something, like a mini guitar or a horse. you rode back to camp, thinking of what you could do.
you go into your tent and begin carving a mini guitar for him, after a few hours he gets home and you quickly put it under your pillow and run over to him, pulling him in for a hug and a kiss, he laughs as you practically jump up on him, wrapping his arms around you and hugging you back. âsomeoneâs excited to see meâ he smiles, and you smile back at him.
âi have a surprise for youâ you whisper in his ear, before leading him back to the tent. he was clearly thinking of some other surprise with the way he was shamelessly looking at your ass while smirking. when you get inside the tent, you reach under your pillow, getting nervous that he might not like it. when you pull out the mini hand-carved guitar sculpture, he gasps, eyes wide.
he stares at it in shock âyou did this for me?â he says, as he sits down next to you and admires the mini sculpture. âi just thought that youâve been stressed lately, i wanted to do something nice.â he looks at you, he places the sculpture in his lap before resting his hand on your cheek, bringing you in for a deep kiss. his lips were soft, and you felt his facial hair tickle your face, making you giggle a bit. he deepened the kiss, grabbing your waist as you straddled his lap, you finally break the kiss and rest your forehead against his. âi love you, javier.â âi love you more, my sweet thingâ
ending is rushed! i can make a smut pt2 if you guys want :) this is so bad im sorryđ barely any of its even about javier ARBE anon, if you dont like it and want me to redo it, just ask!!
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So, the pull has ended and the fics you picked were:
âšCharacters reaction to finding out your a toe walker
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âRoller skating with characters modern AU
For anyone wanting another Rdr2 character just keep in mind Im only writing mxm so please suggest male characters :))
Edit: I accidentally put Kieran down twice, ignore that, I'll add up the percentage for him when it's over
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Boysâ Night: The Van der Linde Boys X Male Reader
Dutch Van der Linde, Arthur Morgan, Charles Smith, Bill Williamson, Micah Bell, Sean MacGuire, Kieran Duffy, Javier Esquella
Fictober Prompt: Day 31, Orgy Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Orgy, threesomes, kissing, anal fingering, anal sex, oral sex, blow jobs, rough sex, voyeurism, exhibitionism, Seanâs drunken mind, marking, viagra-esc tonics, almost everyone is passed around to everyone else, Reader takes both top and bottom roles Summary: Sean has an idea that leads most of the boys in the gang to a damn fun time.
Sean, in his mildly drunken wisdom, decided that a boysâ night needs more than just poker, five finger filet, and songs. With most of the older folks and women out of camp for a special con, Sean knows his only hindrance might be Dutch. So he enlists the best sycophant heâs ever met.
âCanât tell me it wonât be fun.â Sean grins. âAll aâ us-â
âI ainât gonna be a part aâ some invert orgy.â Micah mutters.
Sean leans closer. âOh, really? Even if a certain cowpokeâs involved?â
Micah glares up at Sean from his seat by the scout fire, then follows the Irishmanâs eyes to the filet table. There you stand, arms crossed as you watch Morgan and Marston play. And Micah might be able to turn it down, let his senses say no again, but then Dutch leans a little closer and whispers something in your ear. Micahâs head swims with lewd images of the two men he finds himself pining for in his alone time despite his best efforts.
âFine.â He snaps, holstering his gun and glaring at Sean. âBut ainât no one ta know âbout this, understand that?â
Sean grins with a little chuckle. âYa mean âside from the boys fuckinâ ya?â
Micahâs fists clench at his sides, but he stops himself from punching Sean. Heâs in too deep at this point, half hard in his pants and more frustrated than heâs ever been. âShut yer damn mouth, cowboy, âfor I decide ta leave ya with blue balls.â
Sean puts his hands up, giggling to himself. âGot it, big man.â
Micah stomps off and Sean watches him carefully. The blond makes his way over to Dutch, coaxing him away from the table and back to the fire. This might be easier than he thought.
Dutch is skeptical at first, concerned about how the gang might take such a proposition. But with Micahâs easy words, Sean watches the gang leader become so much more comfortable with the idea of the gang doing this for bonding and morale.
And the word spreads fast.
Folks are a little nervous at first, shuffling and unsure. Plenty of pining goes around camp on the average day, but being given the green light is a little daunting. So, Dutch being Dutch, he makes the first move. Shedding the hat from the blondâs head, Dutch pulls Micah into a kiss by the collar of his shirt. Most of the gang watches as he walks Micah back into the filet table and lets his hands wander. Sean gets the next burst of confidence, practically lunging to kiss Lenny. John bursts out laughing when they fall onto the ground together, but heâs silenced quickly by Javier. Then Bill sheepishly cups Kieranâs face before the former OâDriscoll puts his arms over Billâs shoulders and kisses him as if heâs been waiting to for years. Itâs only yourself, Charles, and Arthur left standing in the midst of the mess, looking around at the others of the gang in various states of intimacy and undress.
Arthur clears his throat, the red of his face only getting worse as he glances around. âWell⊠supposeâŠâ
You look over at him, those pretty eyes staring back at you. âYouâŠuh, you wannaâŠ?â
Thereâs a weight on your shoulder and you turn to see Charles, his other hand held out towards Arthur. The workhorse dips his head, his hat hiding his face as he steps forward and takes Charlesâs hand.
âWe could go somewhere a little private.â Charles suggests, nodding towards Arthurâs tent.
The thought is comforting, making your pounding heart calm a bit. Most others have simply started at their partners where they happened to fall. Only Bill and Kieran have moved behind the chuck wagon. Sean nearly has Lenny out of his pants on the ground, Javier is shamelessly grinding into John against the tree, Dutch has Micah surprisingly whimpering at the attention he gets, Charles simply leads you and a bashful Arthur away from the others.
Arthur sits on his cot, rubbing a hand down his face as he takes a breath. You donât blame him given the circumstances.
âWe donât have to.â Charles says, sitting next to him with a kind hand on his shoulder. âJust because Dutch said it would be a good idea, doesnât make it true.â
Arthur shakes his head. âNo⊠I beenâŠâ He sighs. âBeen wantinâ somethin; fer a while.â His hand reaches up to hold Charlesâs on his shoulder, his eyes finding yours as they scrunch from a smile. âGuess I got a dirty mind.â
You chuckle lightly at the joke, happily taking Charlesâs hand again as he pulls you into his lap. Charles kisses you softly, one of his hands on your waist. You gasp, pulling back slightly, when he starts to rut against you with a half-hard dick. Arthur has moved behind Charles, kissing at his neck while his hands lift up his shirt. Charlesâs chest is broad and built, firm to the touch when you rest your hands on him. You watch Arthurâs hand move, twisting into your shirt to pull you forward. Youâre pressed flush against Charles as Arthur kisses you over the other manâs shoulder. Itâs Charlesâs turn to give neck kisses now, his hands firmly holding your hips so you grind down into him.
âI want ya.â Arthur mutters against your lips. âYa wanna fuck me, partner?â
You nod, kissing him again.
âWhat do you want from me?â Charles asks, his hand tilting Arthurs head so they can look at each other over his shoulder.
Arthurâs breath hitches as he looks at the man. âI⊠I wanna suck ya off, Charles.â
Charles smiles and that in itself is a slight. âOf course you do.â
The three of you move, hands guiding and wandering as clothes are shed. In the distance, Sean can be heard begging and groaning, thereâs some curse shouted in Spanish, and the camp echos with skin slapping skin and the slurping, popping, and smacking of spit. Itâs all overwhelming and you try to focus on whatâs in front of you.
Arthurâs on his back, Charles nearly sitting on his chest as his dick is sucked. Youâve already spread Arthurâs legs, the tube of gun oil feeling heavy in your hand. You open it quickly, spilling half of it before getting your fingers covered and entering Arthur. In front of you, Charles throws his head back with a deep groan as his hips begin to stutter and fuck into Arthurâs mouth. You canât help your free hand pumping yourself as you watch, your other scissoring Arthur open. Itâs premature, you know it is, but you canât take it anymore. You should stretch him more, but your dick aches in your hand and you retract your hands to grip Arthurâs hips instead.
You press into him and hear a muffled moan as Charles shivers from the vibrations it brings. Both of you still, giving Arthur time. You watch his hand grip at Charlesâs hip, pulling him forward. Charles sits up, propping himself on the box behind Arthurâs cot so he can get the proper angle to fuck down into Arthurâs mouth. You start your pace, rough and fast like Charles. Arthurâs legs shake as he wraps them around your waist, his hand squeezing at Charlesâs ass. You wish you could see their faces, but you can imagine. Charlesâs is likely twisted in pleasure and concentration, Arthurâs might be slobbery and tear stained.
Itâs Arthur that comes first, his dick untouched as it releases a flood of cum onto his stomach, a few spurts hitting Charlesâs ass. Arthurâs body goes still as he whines, being used as a set of holes by now. Charles is next and you watch the bounce of his ass lose its nice rhythm as he shoots his release down Arthurâs throat. Charles seems to bury himself deep and Arthur grips his hips as he swallows what heâs given. You double your efforts, wanting to fill Arthur from both ends. You gaze falls downwards to watch yourself fuck into Arthurâs tight hole. Charles catches you off guard, tilting your head up for a kiss as he straddles Arthurâs stomach. His hand reaches down, passing your furious thrusting to fondle at your balls as they bounce off of Arthur. The heat builds fast and you release just as Charles bites at your lip.
When you let go of Arthurâs hips, he falls back down to his cot completely. Charles continues to kiss you as you pull out, smiling into it. You can hear Arthurâs labored breaths beneath you and youâre so in your own head that you donât register the footsteps.
âMind if I try somethinâ, fellas?â
You turn from Charles to see Micah leaning against Arthurâs shaving stand. He only has his red shirt on, half buttoned, and a smirk rests on his face. Charlesâs hand has yet to leave your balls and you feel him squeezing slightly as his other turns your head back to him for another kiss, silently telling you to ignore Micah.
âAw, come on, Smith.â Micah drawls. âLemme have a turn.â
Charles pulls back, his lips wetted and dark from all the kissing. âA turn?â
You hear Micah take a step forward and Charles moves fast. He leaves you and you nearly fall onto Arthur, only just catching yourself before collision. You look over your shoulder to watch Charles push Micah down to bend over Arthurâs weaponâs chest. A new pool of heat starts when Charles sucks on his fingers before shoving them into Micah, eliciting a moan from the older man.
âShitâŠâ Arthur mutters under you.
You turn to look down at him, chuckling. âDonât think itâs what he had in mind.â
Arthur smirks. âYeah, I doubt it.â
His hand finds the back of your neck and pulls you down for a kiss. Micahâs whimpers and curses fill the tent and you feel yourself getting hard again. Arthur grunts against you, pressing up until he brushes his dick to yours.
ââm gettinâ too old fer this.â He mutters, blushing at his still soft dick.
Behind you, Micah gasps and you look back to watch him bury his face in his arm as Charles enters him roughly. Charles thrusts like a beast, fucking every last pathetic noise he can out of Micah. Kind of serves him right.
âC-CharlieâŠâ Micah gasps, his voice light and breathless. âAh! FuckâŠâ
Arthur hisses, his hand wrapping around his dick and trying to get himself going again. You trail your hand down, helping him stroke himself, but to no avail. After a few seconds a bottle lands beside Arthur on the cot, a tonic bottle. You look up as Arthur cranes his neck in the same direction. Standing to the side is Bill, a timid looking Kieran right behind him. Both of them are bare besides a blanket draped over Kieranâs shoulders.
âIt helps.â Bill mutters, his eyes trailing over to watch Charles and Micah for a moment. âWorks fer whiskey dick at least.â
Arthur looks the other outlaw up and down strangely. âThanks.â
Bill clears his throat. âYa wanna trade, Morgan?â
You look down at Arthur who glances between you and Kieran. He catches your nod before looking at Bill. âSure.â
Kieran steps forward, a sheepish grin on his face. You give Arthur a final kiss before standing. As you pass him, you chance giving Kieran a kiss and he accepts it, melting into you for the few seconds it lasts. When you pull away and turn to Bill, the large man has taken himself in his hand at the sight. Your eyes catch on that motion, swallowing thickly at the size, nearly as big as Charles. You find the sense to step closer to Bill and kiss him. Behind you, Kieran squeaks from something and Arthur mumbles an apology. Billâs hands find your hips, pulling you against him well enough to smush your dicks together between your stomachs.
Charles practically growls behind you and you hear Micah gasp again. âHowâs that for a darkie, Micah?â
Thereâs a thud and you imagine Charles let Micah go or maybe even threw him on the ground. A few beats later, Sean calls out to Charles with a drunken shake to his voice. Bill pulls you with him, keeping his lips busy on your neck until he turns you around to bend you over Starussâs little table. Bill fumbles, finding a tonic on the ground and pouring it over his hand before he pushes his fingers inside. You spread your legs for him, raising your ass a bit now that youâve lost whatever care for shame you had at the start of all of this.
âGentlemen.â Dutch greets, settling himself against the tree behind the two of you. âDonât mind me.â
Billâs fingerâs stall for a moment, likely nervous about fucking someone in front of his boss, but he continues after a few seconds. You try not to think about Dutch watching you, feeling that same set of performance nerves. Bill fumbles more as he moves, spreading your ass cheeks apart with one hand as he guides himself inside. Both of you groan as he enters and pushes himself in fully. Bill leans forward, pressing a kiss to your shoulder before he starts thrusting. You fix your feet steady on the ground when the table under you shakes from the combined weight. Billâs thrusts are moderate and steady, hitting deep and brushing heavenly every time.
Thereâs a small groan, sounding like Kieran, that makes you shiver when you think about what Arthur is doing to him. A few more thrusts from Bill makes you grip the table tighter as your legs feel shaky. Then thereâs a shout of Spanish with Charlesâs name mixed in. Billâs hands wander up your body a bit, caressing your sides as he keeps up his steady fucking. A low groan reminds you that Dutch is watching and you have half a mind to look back at him, but Bill picks up his speed and you bury your face into your arm instead. Billâs climax pumps you full, the trickling feeling distinct as his dick already starts to push the excess out with a few final thrusts.
Only a moment after Bill has stepped back there are hands on your hips. Sean pulls you to him, falling to his knees in front of you and taking you in his mouth too fast for you to think. Your hands go to his soft hair and he relents immediately, letting you fuck his mouth without question.
âArthur!â Kieran cries somewhere in the background.
Behind you, hands grip your hips as kisses are pressed to your neck. The tickle of a mustache tells you itâs likely Javier, but youâre too occupied with fucking Seanâs willing mouth to think further. You release for the second time, letting Sean take everything you have. In the midst of your high, Javier presses inside of you and starts fucking without inhabition. His hands on your waist hold you still, his lips beginning to suck in a mark to your neck. Sean stands, grinning at you before he runs over to Arthur and all but jumps on the older manâs dick. Javier wraps his arms around you, filling your ears with mumbled Spanish that is slurred by ecstasy.
Your eyes move around camp, finding several things to admire. Bill has Micah in his lap, stroking him with one hand and fingering him with another. John and Lenny each have each other in hand as they kiss, Charles watching them from the campfire. Dutch has Kieran on the ground, fucking him roughly as he mutters about OâDriscolls but Kieran moans all the same. Arthur stares from afar, Sean bouncing on his dick as he watches the sight of Javier finally burying himself deep and mixing his cum deep inside of you with Billâs.
âYouâre so warm, cariño.â Javier mutters in your ear before he chuckles. âWhoâre you seeing next?â
âNot sure.â You take a few breaths. âHavenât seen half of them yet.â
Javier pulls himself out, causing the mixed cum to leak out. âJohnâs a good hole, dirty mouth too.â
âIâll keep that in mind.â
You turn in time for Javier to kiss you before he heads over to Arthur, teasing words spilling out as he climbs onto the older manâs lap to replace a spent Sean. When you turn back, Dutch is a few feet away. He beckons, gesturing to the ground and some part of wanting to please your boss makes you sink to your knees without question. Dutch guides his dick to your lips and, once again, you donât hesitate. You only get a few bobs in before Dutch clutches at your head, beginning to use you without care.
âShit!â Bill yells, not sounding pleased. âWagons!â
Dutch pulls you off and you turn your head to peer through the trees. Glimpses of horses, a few colorful dresses⊠shit indeed. Everyone scrambles, hiding in tents, pulling clothes back on, trying to clean up cum from various surfaces. You all but fall into your tent, rummaging for at least a union suit or some kind of underwear. Pants, you find pants and pull them on.
âDutchâŠâ Hosea calls. âWhatâs gone on here?â
From your tent you can see Bill hiding behind a tree, not a thing covering him. Dutch comes out of his tent, somehow fully dressed, and greets Hosea as if he hasnât fucked half of his men in the last hour. Miss Grimshaw looks around, sniffing with a crease in her brow for a moment. Sheâs distracted by Tilly asking a question and you take the opportunity to grab the union suit you know to be Billâs on the ground in front of you before running over to him in the trees.
âOwe ya.â He mutters, pulling on the covering.
You nod, turning to leave, but Bill catches your arm and pulls you closer to kiss your cheek. You give him a smile before circling around the trees, acting like youâd gone out to piss. Passing Lenny and Sean hiding out by the lake with a single fishing pole as an excuse, you sneak as best you can to Arthurâs tent. As if expecting you, a half dressed Arthur with a bulge in his pants, hands you the clothes youâd shed earlier. You dress the rest of the way next to the munitions, eyes checking for onlookers on occasion.
The camp settles, the secret kept. Everything is well and most of the boys have elected not to bring it up, others whisper and snicker about it. Itâs dark when Micah sits next to you and you look at him, finding flushed cheeks for only a moment before he kisses you. Itâs surprisingly soft despite the chapped and bruised lips. He pulls back, glancing to see if anyone saw before looking back at you with a sparkle in his blue eyes.
âDidnât get the chance, cowpoke.â
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Hey I saw you were writing for rdr:) would you be comfy writing Javier x male reader? Maybe a confession or something like that? Ty:)
Drunk Confessions
Javier Escuella x Masc!Reader
warning(s): drunk reader, overall fluff
Javier and (Y/n) were close. They had met back when Javier first joined the gang, (Y/n) having joined a year prior. They got along almost immediately, usually one being found with the other.Â
The pair were now practically inseparable, but (Y/n) had a secret. He had fallen in love with Javier, and it was more than just a tiny crush. He had fallen head over heels in love with the man, and it broke his heart. There was no way Javier felt the same way, and it was the 1800s, if he confessed his feelings to Javier, he could very well be killed. So for years, (Y/n) kept his secret, even if it pained him to not tell Javier.
Until one day, (Y/n) spilled his secret.
Javier and (Y/n) had gone out together to scout out a potential homestead to rob, deciding to wait until the owner left in the morning. They had set up camp nearby, and (Y/n) had forgotten his tent. Javier suggested they just share a tent, so thatâs how (Y/n) ended up in Javierâs tent, sitting on one side while Javier sat across from him.
The two men shared some whiskey, laughing and exchanging stories as the night wore on. Eventually, (Y/n) had become decently drunk, turning to Javier with a goofy grin.
âYou know, youâre really handsome, Javier. Itâs no wonder all the ladies fall for ya. That includes me, thereâs no escaping the Escuella charm.â (Y/n) stated, laughing before he became quiet, noticing Javier pause in taking a swig of the whiskey.
â(Y/n)..do you like me?â Javier asked, making (Y/n) smile again.
âOf course I like you, Javier! How could I not?â (Y/n) asked, almost flabbergasted.
âNo, I mean, do you like me? Like, are you in love with me?â Javier asked, sitting up as he waited for (Y/n)âs answer.
(Y/n) seemed to pause, thinking to himself before he nodded, raising his whiskey.
âYep, I am in love with Javier Escuella.â (Y/n) stated casually, smiling as Javier froze slightly, earning a nudge from (Y/n), who seemed a bit restless.
âWell, I feel the same way, (Y/n).â Javier confessed, a slight blush spreading across his face as he admitted his feelings. (Y/n)âs smile grew, and without thinking, placed a kiss onto Javierâs lips.
Javier paused, melting into the kiss before (Y/n) pulled away, a loving grin on his face. Javier smiled, brushing some hair out of (Y/n)âs face before he let out a yawn, realizing it was about time they went to bed.
âAlright (Y/n)..letâs turn in for the night.â Javier stated, earning a nod from (Y/n) before they both laid down, (Y/n) cuddling into Javier as he dimmed the lantern, watching the light shrink until it disappeared, the tent now dark. Javier rubbed (Y/n)âs back, reassuring him that heâd still be there in the morning, smiling softly to himself as he drifted off to sleep.
~fin~
authorâs note: while it would be scary, Javier would feel the same way, he loves his darling (Y/n) so much!! happy pride month everyone!! <33
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Javier and John (separate) with a taller male s/o who has a habit of throwing them up in the air and spinning them when excited
Please and thank you
A/N: Decided to make it into headcannons because it'll be easier. Enjoy!
(English is not my first language! Apologies for any grammatical errors)
Up, up and away!
Javier/John x male reader headcannon
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Javier
He loves seeing you excited. You being excited makes him excited.
He does not, however, enjoy flying.
When you first threw him in the air, he was terrified. You just got back from a big mission. You managed to get a lot of money, and Dutch, as a reward, allowed you to keep a big part of it.
You were thrilled! You decided to share the news with Javier.
He didn't see you coming, so you ran up to him, picked him up and threw in the air.
You were way taller than him, so it was easy.
Hilarious too, seeing him screech and panick.
You started laughing when he came down, catching him and hugging close to yourself, spinning around.
That man clinged onto you for dear life.
When you finally told him what happened, he tried to be happy.
Well, he was happy, but he felt like he'll pass out.
When you eventually put him down, you had to hold him to steady him.
You had to give him a second before he could return your excitement.
After that, it started happening more often, but you made sure he realised you were coming.
A light tap on his shoulder, a hug and then you threw him in the air.
He was still terrified, but he found it fun as well.
Laughing happily, giving you a kiss on the lips when you caught him.
He tried to return the favour once.
Once.
He almost broke his back.
You made sure he won't try it ever again.
Overall, he's perfect for throwing in the air.
Very aerodynamic.
John
So the first time you did it didn't go as well as you hoped for.
Long story short, he threw up.
It was a similar situation that was with Javier, only that John saw you coming.
But he wasn't ready.
As soon as he got thrown into the air, he could feel the breakfast coming up.
He tried to calm his stomach when he landed in your arms.
But then you started spinning.
And oh God.
He's not used to getting thrown in the air. Carried, sure, but not thrown.
You were stunned.
He was embarrassed.
But thank God you just laughed it off.
If you're brave enough, even gave him a peck.
Yea it was disgusting, but you wanted him to know it's okay.
He appreciated it.
You helped him get cleaned up.
And he helped you.
Taking your clothes off was always his favourite part...
The next time it happened, he was prepared.
He didn't eat anything before that.
But when he realized that you were way more careful, he relaxed.
Started enjoying it even.
To the point he made you excited on purpose just so he could get the little spinning.
He loved the feeling.
And don't worry, the throwing up was only a one time event.
Okay it did happen again.
But he was drunk!
He was still smiling afterwards.
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Spanish Flirtations
Anon asked: I have a request for you. Could you write a male s/o who has been trying to flirt with Javier in spanish but it ends up in disaster with weird translation,that is strange. Like he picked up a little from Javier and from townfolk but he ainât sure what they mean,anf Javier justs teases them.Â
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I hope you are ready for this cute cringe-fest! Javi does tease him a bit but he also teaches!
*I literally picked up these Spanish pick-up lines from a few sites and google translate so I have no idea if they are correct lmao.Â
Originally published on February 2, 2020
Translations are in the parentheses. Spanish is bold.
Javier Escuella x Male Reader
Warnings: Fluff, cringe, pick up lines, Micah is mentioned being a jerk like once for a second
Words: ~1k
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âI got this. I can do this. I am amazing. I am wonderful. I am-â The list goes on as Javier listens just outside the outhouse of the saloon.
 Honestly, he has no idea whatâs been going on with his partner but seeing his partner in distress and even trying to pick himself up like this- It makes him concerned.
 You both agreed not to drink too much and thankfully both of you stayed true to that. So maybe heâll have a heart-to-heart with you on the ride back to camp. Anything to see what is up with the sudden jitters from you.
 â(Name), itâs about time to go,â Javier says loudly making you stop sputtering your self-speech.
 You exit the privy and lean against it trying to look all suave. Javier raises an eyebrow at the sudden change of behavior as you smile widely. This is the moment youâve been waiting all day for. The moment youâve been practicing for. If it fails, you will have other moments but itâs time to see how your Javi will react.
 You muster up all the confidence youâve been building and in a deep voice say, âSi besarte fuera pescado, caminarĂa feliz por el infierno.â (If kissing you were a fish, Iâd happily walk through hell.)
 Javierâs eyes are wide with surprise before something twinkles in them. His lips twitch before he lets out a chuckle. âThat was⊠hot and cute. You almost said that right,â Javier states feeling a bit proud of you.
 You look at him a bit confused and ask, âWhat part did I mess up?â
 âYou meant to say pecado (sin). Not pescado. Pescado is fish. Nice try though,â Javier complements.
 You are surprised that he didnât tease you that much. Instead, he was helpful. Too bad this is the only one you actually knew. The others ⊠you have no clue what they mean but you did your best to learn how to say them by heart.
 âIâll have to give you a⊠a⊠What is it called?â Javier suddenly looks confused.
 You stare at him as he points to his lips and tries to recall it. Having done this charade game before with him, you start saying a few words in hopes that itâll help him remember.
 âWarning, word, speech, lips, kiss, shou-
 Javier snaps his finger, âKiss! Iâll have to give you one at camp for trying to flirt. Oh, whereâd you learn all that by the way?â
 There is no way you are going to tell him about the Spanish speaking girls who have turned into your wing women.
 Anyway, you may have dealt your favorite card and wrongly but you have three more to try out.
~*~
Itâs been a few days and you finally decide to pull out the next line you learned. You donât care if it goes wrong at all. Seeing how happy Javier gets from hearing you speak his native tongue makes you beyond happy.
 Thankfully, he seems to be doing guard duty. It wonât take but a few minutes of his time and surely youâll risk it just to see his expression. You walk away from the camp after your own chore is done or planning a mission is done and head his way.
 His spot is a bit within the trees so itâs perfect to not be spotted by enemies or your fellow campers. Especially nosy people like Susan or Micah who seems to hate your relationship with Javier. Your blood boils at the thought of him saying âit ainât rightâ.
 Everyone else has been supportive and you are thankful for it.
 Now you gotta focus at your task at hand in order to not be called out by anyone for disturbing someone on guard duty. Youâre quick and spot your man and rush over to him, immediately leaning against a tree.
 Javier is staring at you a bit confused until you speak.
 âÂżTienes un mapa? Me he encontrado en tus ojos.â (Do you have a map? I seem to have found myself in your eyes).
 He bursts out laughing.
 You remain confident as you ask, âWhat did I say and what does it mean?â
 When he calms down he explains immediately what you said wrong, and you know you misspoke something to get a reaction like that.
 âA pick-up line that made no sense, mi amor (my love),â Javier states before he translates what you had said.
 âDo you have a map? I seem to have found myself in your eyes. A common pick-up line but you said it wrong. You misplaced lost with found. It wouldâve been âI seem to have lost myself in your eyesâ so instead of encontrado it would be perdido. Would you be willing to try again?â Javier asks with that expression you love.
 His expression is love-filled and joy from spending time with you. He doesnât need to ask you twice.
 âÂżTienes un mapa? Me he perdido en tus ojos.â
~*~
âÂżHace calor aqui, o eres tĂč?â (Is it hot in here or is it just you?)
 Your voice comes out raspy and Javier stops all movement. Both of you are huddled close to the fire as the others sleep.
 âYou⊠You actually sounded perfect,â Javier says with amusement.
 You nod your head before rubbing the back of your neck. It takes him a moment to realize why you suddenly turned embarrassed.
 âYou have no idea what that meant, do you?â He questions with a chuckle.
Your cheeks feel warm from the slight embarrassment but you feel more eager to know what it means. So, you admit it with pride. Javier feels a rush go through his stomach at how genuine you are and the love he feels for you grows immensely.
âIs it hot in here or is it just you?â He repeats in English.
 It takes a moment before your cheeks heat up and he laughs at your proud smile. In the heat of the moment, you try out the next line you shouldâve saved.
 âEres guapo. ÂżQuieres ser mi novia?â (You are cute. Do you want to be my girlfriend?)
 This time Javierâs laugh comes out a bit too loud and he is quick to muffle himself by plunging his face into your shoulder. It takes a couple of moments for him to gather himself before he pulls away slightly.
 âSorry (Name). That was just perfect timing for that one, though you made a slight novice mistake. Do you know what you said?â Javier asks with a raised eyebrow.
 You canât do a poker face. Your smile is wide as your cheeks somehow become hotter as you admit, âI only know I called you cute? At least I hope I did?â
 âYou did! The rest was asking me to be your girlfriend,â He says the amusement laced as his accent seems more prominent.
 Ah, you wish your wing women wouldâve clarified the lines they taught you. Oh well, beggars canât be choosers with learning the language of love. Javier takes your hand in his and he seems content with this moment.
 âThe correct way to say it for us would be novio (boyfriend). ÂżQuieres ser mi novio? Do you want to be my boyfriend. Since we are already sweet on each other we would refer to each other as such or mi pareja, my partner,â Javier murmurs as he places a kiss on the rough skin of your knuckles.
 You test it out feeling the tip of your tongue tingle at the new word and a bright smile on your face.
 âMi pareja.â
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Uhmm, taking like, requests and stuff on character fanfics, so send em in (p.s, I'm only doing male reader or trans male reader bc it's something I'm more comfortable doing)
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â So I've decided to re-do my blog, this is, as stated in the description, a yandre focused blog. THIS IS MEANT FOR HORROR PURPOSES. I find the pyshcology and horror aspects of the "yandere" trope. None of these fics are examples of healthy relationships, obsession is not love.
This is a sideblog. I will not name my main blog. I want them completely separate. 17.
Writing style, and fic format are very inspired by @yanderes-galore and @lonleydweller. If either are uncomfortable with amount of inspiration I take I will change it.
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can someone please help? i spent a really long time working on a fanfic but i think i accidentally posted it privately or accidentally hit scheduled pisting but i dont know how to find it? i still cant really work tumblr idk what to do
#fic took me hours too#help#idk what to do#fanfic#javier escuella x male reader#male reader/gn reader only#x male reader#cod mwii#male reader#fanfiction#help please#what do i do
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LOST BETS AND SKIRTS
In order to get money for the camp. The men and woman in the gang made a bet against each other that whatever group could con/rob the most out of people by the end of the week would pick what they did with the money raised but they also got to pick the punishment for the other groupâs failure to collect.
The bet was won by the women and they decided that the men all had to wear skirts for the next week and that all of them had to go out of camp at least 5 separate times with the skirts on and they couldnât just sit around camp and wait for the week to be over.
So all the men had to go into town to buy a skirt to wear for their punishment, using their own money. In the end Dutch ended paying for everyone as he was feeling very generous. But anyway, picture a group of men going into a boutique looking at skirts and trying them on. It was a sight to see.
Also, the women managed to get them all together at the end of the week and took a picture of all of them together in their skirt. Ms Grimshaw later on got a frame for the picture and she often walks by it and laughs, thinking back to that week.
WHAT TYPE OF SKIRT THEY GOT
Arthur let Charles pick out his skirt, as he was too overwhelmed by all the choices. Charles ended up pick out a light brown skirt for him. It was simple and Arthur can easily move around in it.
Bill got a simple dark brown skirt that flowed way too much in the wind and he may or may have not accidentally flashed some people because I fell like the man hates wearing underwear.
Charles got a purple skirt with a nice lace detailing on it. He looks magnificent in it. He looked like a god, even. Arthur spent almost his whole week drooling over Charles.
Dutch being Dutch got a really nice expensive black skirt with a nice red jeweled pattern. He also got the skirt tailored to him because he is Dutch.
Hosea got a blue skirt that reminded him of something Bessie would have worn. It made him feel powerful, and he rocked that shit.
John and Javier got matching black skirts. They both rocked them and in the end, the two started to wear skirts around camp 24/7 unless they were some place cold.
Kerian got a simple blue skirt that matches his shirt. Initially, Kerian was very self-conscious about the way he looked in his skirt, but over the week, he slowly became more and more confident.
Lenny manage to find an orange skirt that looked similar to his orange handkerchief. He mostly liked the experience, but he hated the attention that just wearing a skirt caused.
Micah got a red skirt because he loves the color red. He decided to fuck it if Iâm gonna make a fool out of myself. At least I look good. So he fully committed to his art and got the whole womanly shebang and for his week he dressed up as a woman and robbed way too many men blind.
Pearson picked out a simple black skirt. He spent most of his week in the saloon with the others. He enjoyed the skirt, and it reminded of his time in the navy. So when he got drunk, he spent his time telling stories of his time in the navy.
Sean got a green skirt that matched his hat perfectly. He also got it because it has ruffles at the bottom of it. Sean flashed multiple camp members on purpose as a joke.
Swanson was surprisingly fine with the whole ordeal. He got a black skirt and rocked that shit. Now he only really wears pants when itâs cold and those are under the skirt.
THEIR FEELINGS ON THE PUNISHMENT
9/10. Arthur thought he would absolutely hate the whole experience, but he enjoyed it. He also thought it was funny that he was a man in a skirt chasing down his bounty. As no one really thinks that they would ever be chased down, tackled, and hog-tied by a man wearing a skirt. Also during this time his wallet kept fluctuating as he kept buying Charles fancy drinks then would go and caught a bounty to get back the money he spent on Charles.
8/10. Bill was surprisingly fine with having to wear the skirt. He actually enjoyed it, but he would never tell anyone. But sometimes when heâs a little too much to drink, he slips it on and struts around the camp in it. But during his week he went out more than the 5 required times and he surprisingly enjoyed everyoneâs eyes being on him. Also, the first time he wore it to the saloon in Valentine, some drunk made fun of him and he beat the absolute shit out of him. So when he continued to show up throughout the week with the skirt on, no one dared to say anything to him.
10/10. Charles liked the whole experience. On the occasion he does wear the skirt as it is the perfect thing to wear when the weather is warm. Charles didnât mind the attention he got while wearing the skirt, as it was mostly people completing him or buying him drinks.
7/10. Dutch thought he would hate it but ended up really like the whole experience. He kept the skirt and wore it on occasion around camp when it was hot as hell out as it had a nice breeze and he didnât feel so hot and stuff down there. Dutch also had the thought when he was wearing the skirt and people would look at him funny that at least heâs wearing something and not going around butt ass naked.
7/10. Hosea enjoyed the experience and took it as a good lesson on womenâs beauty standers. It had a downside, and he wasnât able to con as many people as he would have liked due to the skirt, but he still managed to get a good bag in the end. At the end of the week, he took it to Bessieâs grave as a gift.
10/10. Javier really enjoyed it. He enjoyed the attention that came along with the skirt as well. He picked up many ladies and men in the saloon due to his skirt and his charm. Like I stated, he is only ever found in a skirt when heâs at camp. He finds it nice and comfy. He also likes how he is defying societal norms.
8/10. John enjoyed it. The whole experience brought something out in him. He started to care more about his appearance and his clothes. The experience also brought out a more feminine side in John, but if anyone dared questioned or asked him about it, he would threaten them with his knife. His thoughts were definitely along the line of if you say the wrong thing about me and my knew found femininity, I will cut your balls off and shove them down your throat.
6.5/10. Like I said, Kerian was initially very self-conscious about the way he looked in the skirt, afraid that one of the others would make fun of him despite being in the same boat. As the week went on, he slowly found confidence not a lot, but some was better than none. Due to this whole experience, Kerian started to feel more comfortable with himself and the way he presented himself. He started presenting more androgynous. Eventually, overtime he wanted to explore his feminine side beside wearing skirts around camp. So he managed to work up the courage to ask the girls how to do makeup. They were all happy to give him tips and tricks. In the end, Kerian never thought a stupid bet would make him more comfortable with himself.
7/10. Lenny is very chill and enjoyed his time in the skirt. Like I said earlier, Lenny didnât really like the attention when he wore his skirt out for the designated 5 times. The only times he was fine with the attention was when a surprising amount of women kept buying him drinks. After the week was up, he cut the skirt up into different sizes and uses them as rags.
10/10. Micah has commitment to his craft. He shaved his facial hair off; he got one of the girls to do his makeup. He made up a fake back story and perfected his voice, which he surprisingly sounded like a woman. Some of the guys thought the girls brought another woman back to camp, only to find that it was Micah. The whole camp, even Swanson and Pearson, went to see Micah put his plan in action. They watched from a far as Micah played damsel in distress and robbed man after man. He ended up with a bag full of goods. He also kept the git up and on occasion when heâs in a good mood heâll put it on and play damsel in distress.
8/10. Pearson enjoyed the whole experience but he wonât tell anyone that. While Pearson was out, he blended in well and never got any comments on the skirt. Also, like I said earlier, when he got drunk, he told stories of his time in the Navy. Letâs just say the gang found out how much of a freak Pearson was when he was younger. 0/10 the gang will never let him get drunk enough for story teller Pearson to come out.
9/10. Sean loved it. He still wears his skirt around camp. He doesnât give two fucks what others have to say about him and his skirt. He went out his required 5 times, but other than that, he mostly lounged around camp. When he was out, he found that he was mostly ignored. Most people thought it was a cultural thing, so they didnât say anything.
10/10. Swanson throughly enjoyed it but he was also drunk half the time, so that also probably added to his willingness. He spent more than his 5 required times out of camp. He never got questioned on why he was wearing a skirt as people just thought it was a religious garment. Also, like I said earlier, Swanson now only wears a skirt, but when itâs cold, he wears pants underneath his skirt.
EXTRA
Jack got jealous after 2 days that everyone was wearing a skirt, so he convinced Abigail to take him to go get one. He got a black one to match Johnâs.
10/10. Jack loved it and he, like his father, wears the skirt around camp all the time. I feel like he also continued this into his adulthood as a way to honor his father. But during the week, Jack went out with John a couple of times to show off that he was matching with his daddy. While Jack was out with John, he saw his father threaten and beat the shit out of a couple of people that made comments about the two of them. John then made Jack promise to never tell Abigail and Jack stuck to his promise and never told his mother.
Trelawny was just visiting for a week and the week he came was the week the punishment happened. Trelawny decided eh why not, even though Iâm not a part of this I will participate. He went in to town with the others ended up getting a really nice red skirt with black lace detail on it.
10/10. Trelawny loved the whole experience. He also very much enjoyed the attention that he got when he was out. He also enjoyed how many men and women bought him drinks throughout the week, but as pay back he would do magic for them. I must warn you, when he gets too drunk his magic starts lacking, and he starts speaking French. So if you donât speak French, Iâm afraid that youâll be very lost when he starts ranting.
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