#javier: with isabella

[sarahlovessummer]

-I just watch narcos for the plot

The plot:

[obsessioncollector]

The novel A Heart So White, by the Spanish writer Javier Marías, begins with the words “I did not want to know but I have since come to know.” Encased in this “I did not want to know” is an already-knowing. The reversal hastened by recognition functions only on account of an accumulation of knowledge, knowledge that has not been confronted. That’s why it’s re-cognition; ana-gnorisis: knowing again. In an interview, Marías said that while for some the novel “is a way of imparting knowledge,” for him “it is more a way of imparting recognition of things that you didn’t know you knew. You say ‘yes.’ It feels true even though it might be uncomfortable.” To recognize something is, then, to perceive clearly what on some level you have known all along, but that perhaps you did not want to know.

Isabella Hammad, Recognizing the Stranger: On Palestine and Narrative

[stuff-diary]

Enemy

Movies watched in 2024

Enemy (2013, Canada/Spain/France)

Director: Denis Villeneuve

Writer: Javier Gullón (based on the novel by José Saramago)

Mini-review:

I can't say I properly understood everything this film was trying to tell me, but I still enjoyed it a lot. There's something so disquieting and unsettling about its atmosphere, and it kept me glued to the screen. It also helps that Jake Gyllenhaal's performance was just superb. I love when actors play dual roles, especially when they pull it off as well as him in this movie. While Sarah Gadon is great in this too, I wish Mélanie Laurent's role made better use of her. Anyway, Denis Villeneuve has proven time and time again that he's one of the greatest filmmakers of all time, and even his lesser works, like Enemy, are still pretty fascinating.

[slartemis]

Second Life Avatar Trading Cards

A series of Trading Cards based off of Comic Cards for my SL Avatars.

Even though I don't RP much, I like creating characters and thinking through details that help make them come to life. I had been thinking of ways to show them off easily which was the idea behind the "Usual Suspects" photos, but they were a bit tough to deal with and didn't give much personality or info in themselves.

When I was a kid, I used to collect these sorts of Marvel Trading Cards that just highlighted a character's biography and stats. I realized it might be fun to replicate that with SL characters (especially since a lot of them were originally made for a superhero themed MMO), so I set up this series.

[borbon-casual]

This always makes me smile. Castaños promised Isabel's father that he would always take care of her ‹𝟹.

Isabel II and Her General Staff, on Horseback

Artist: Charles Porion (French, 1814-1884)

Date: c. 1862

Medium: Oil on canvas

Collection: Museo del Prado, Madrid, Spain

Description

This large-format group portrait is an ideal representation of the General Staff of the Spanish Army. In the centre of the composition Queen Isabel II, dressed in the uniform of captain general, wearing the Golden Fleece around her neck and the band of the Grand Cross of the Order of Charles III with its scallop shell across her chest; on her chest and under her lapel two other Grand Crosses can be seen, that of Charles III and Isabel la Católica (Project cataloguing heraldic and phaleristic elements, Royal Academy of Heraldry and Genealogy of Madrid).

The queen heads the cavalcade accompanied by her husband Francisco de Asís de Borbón y Borbón Dos Sicilias , also dressed as a captain general, and by Francisco de Paula , infante of Spain . Accompanying the young queen, Porion portrays some of the military men who took part in the final days of Isabel II 's government: Narváez, O'Donell and Prim, who appear prominently alongside other generals who had already died at the time the work was created, such as Digo de León and Palafox.

[pruneunfair]

What I would change about these manhwas

Matthias is the antagonist as he should be

Instead of a toxic romance story, it would be a story of survival in an abusive relationship

Would tackle the darkest parts of being a mistress to a rich man as a commoner

Claudine wouldn't be a villain and instead another victim of Matthias who becomes Laylas ally

Kyle is the new love interest

The ending would still be very tragic but Layla will at least escape her toxic relationship with Matthias

Obviously Javier isn't going to be the love interest anymore, that will go to Lucas

Javier also won't be a slave bought by Reilynn, they will meet normally and develop a found family like relationship

Iris will be more competent as a villainess

The empire would currently under the ire of the populace and on the brink of a revolution, meaning that Reilynn can't throw money everywhere to solve her problems while acting like a smug asshole about it without consequences thereby making room for character development

Her reputation will be lowered not just for the og villainesses past but also because of her latest behavior.

Reilynns new goal to avoid being sent to the guillotine by future revolutionaries would to try and become a better person with other allys like Javier to help her become more mindful of others

Honestly not much

Just have it be more faithful to the novel

Meaning Keira doesn't need a love interest

Ragibach learns Keiras game and starts to scheme with more strategy, making her an ever growing threat that gets stronger with each defeat she learns from

Zeke gets more attention

Ariande will still have the mentality that she's not wrong but it will actually be acknowledged as a flae

Isabella keeps her high intelligence and cunning behavior in the 2nd life

Ippolotio and Lucrezia are less cartoony villains and more disturbing as people

Larriesa is more then just a yandere fiancé, she'd have a backstory explaing her desire for love and her behavior will be toned down

Arabella would live longer then she did originally

Pretty much almost everyone will be an awful person with consequences

The golden rule will actually matter and give Ariande consequences when she does something evil

Ariande will try to understand her newfound powers instead of forgetting about them until the plot needs it

The first life will be referenced more

Hestia would be called out for her behavior

Cael would no longer be a cardboard cutout

Diana isn't the villainess anymore

The story would focus less on petty revenge but on all of the characters growing as people

The idea is how our biases for our favorite characters can cause us to literally distort the truth

As such instead of constantly blaming Diana until the very end, Hestia would focus on what SHE likes instead to get her mind off of it and discovers how thrilling life is again when she let's her revenge plot go

Cael's suicide would be treated less as a plot device to prove why Diana and Helios are evil but as an actual arc that brings up the real struggles of depression and suicidal thoughts

Helga would eventually stop taking everything out on Hilianne when she realizes it's not her fault the Duchess abused her

Of course this also means Hilianne won't be the punching bag

not all of the male characters will fall in love with Helga

lower Helgas plot armour SIGNIFICANTLY

let the other side characters actually use common sense and call Helga out on some of her bullshit

The running away plot would be handled better

Include some more flashbacks on Alisas family in Edenverre and drop more lore on the siblings we knew less about

Marianne will have more screen time to properly explain how her powers work

Luminas will either not be the love interest at all and instead be a mentor fot Aishas later abilities or he could be MENTALLY Aisha age so theres no maturity gap (think of Luminas still being 2000 but he's physically and mentally a early teen like Aisha)

Aisha would actually feel guilty about the innocent people killed by her father just for being related to her assassin

Ysis and Aisha would have more realistic sibling moments (Ex: Ysis doesn't immediately believe that Aisha is a reincarnated princess of the enemy empire)

Aria will still be descended from commoners

The war between Aria and Mielle will be more equal, basically a battle of traditional villainess vs white lotus

Asher would have a life and personality outside of Aria

The maids would also be their own characters and have some dignity

Isis is actually utilized properly

[eliaswoodt]

The Name List

Organized from A-Z (yes I will add more names whenever I find more I like, probably in reblogs)

I currently have 1035 names (and that’s only including the first names. I have a list of last names, too.)

Angel, Atticus, Atlas, Apollo, Ares, Athena, Achilles, Artemis, Adonis, Avery, Aubrey, Aubry, Aceline, Ashlynn, Aislinn, Anjanette, Arthur, Archer, Addison, Arrietty, Amity, Autumn, Alastor, Alastair, Alasdair, Alistair, Alison, Arren, Arin, Astra, Aoife, Adalyn, Adeleine, Astoria, Agnes, Angus, Abigail, Ann, Anne, Ambrose, Adeline, Avarsel, Agatha, Ari, Azariah, Aniyah, Armani, Anastasia, Annabelle, Adah, Adelaide, Avis, Amelia, August, Axel, Adelina, Amir, Amin, Ayala, Arne, Averett, Adil, Astro, Ava, Anti, Ailun, Akemi, Asahi, Akari, Asako, Atsuko, Azumi, Aka, Aren, Akko

Blossom, Bambi, Babs, Bo, Bella, Blair, Bea, Bonnabel, Badeea, Betty, Bailey, Boris, Bee, Bugs, Blaise, Benjamin, Bog, Buford, Beatrice, Bryce, Bryan, Bazil, Brutus, Bellamy, Brigitte, Bailee, Bailey, Bao, Belladona, Belladonna, Bell, Bill, Bishop, Bones, Boneothy, Benno, Behemoth, Barry, Bellynn, Bowie, Bunki

Clover, Canyon, Cleo, Cameron, Celestial, Celestino, Ciro, Camilo, Cain, Charlotte, Clara, Corey, Cin, Charlie, Cassidy, Chiara, Callista, Cisco, Cynthia, Casper Clinton, Celestina, Clement, Christopher, Cornelius, Clifford, Claudius, Carey, Carrie, Coatl, Cyrus, Cyril, Cecil, Caisus, Castiel, Calla, Cosmos, Cherry, Cheryl, Crowley, Crow, Cassius, Cliodna, Clíodhna, Cliona, Conan, Cordelia, Calypso, Cas, Cillian, Chiyo, Chiaki, Chihiro, Calcifer

Danny, Darlene, Dex, Dot, Diana, Daphne, Demeter, Daedalus, Daeddel, Darphel, Dawn, Derrick, Derek, Dravan, Dravid, Drae, Dallas, Dimas, Dominic, Damien, Drew, Delilah, Dakota, Darian, Darius, Darwin, Devan, Darla, Dagmar, Daelyn, Dale, Dae, Dacey, Desmond, Dabria, Daniel, Daniela, Danialla, David, Davis, Donnel, Dennis, Demitrius, Delaney, Daiki, Daiyu

Everest, Emery, Ember, Elliott, Elliot, Earlana, Eliseo, Ezequiel, Emie, Evan, Eloise, Eric, Emmet, Elizabeth, Eugene, Ethan, Eret, Ester, Elias, Eos, Ellis, Edwin, Ebony, Elijah, Eliza, Enzo, Elissa, Edward, Eddalyn, Esther, Eda, Edalyn, Edalynn, Edison, Eddison, Estervan, Emma, Eden, Erfan, Eun-hae, Erytheia, Egan, Errol, Eiichi, Eiji, Eriko, Etsu, Etsuko, Eiichiro, Ezume

Flint, Finn, Fae, Fred, Fritz, Fang, Frankie, Frank, Fermin, Freddie, Freddy, Finley, Freya, Fai, Felix, Freda, Faolan, Frey, Feylynn, Faelynn, Failynn, Felipa, Febby, Febbie, Febie, Feby, Flynn, Fuji, Feiyu, Fukiko, Fumitaka, Fumito, Fuyuko

Griffin, Garnet, Gothi, Gertrude, Gabe, Grant, Giovanni, George, Gage, Gregory, Gabriel, Gabrielle, Guy, Gilbert, Guadalupe, Gerry, Grey, Gray, Gia, Grace, Gracian, Gracis, Gracie, Gretel, Gideon, Griffilow, Ghost, Ghazaleh, Gavin, Gryphon, Griffith, Goliath, Grayson, Greyson

Harmony, Hannah, Harlei, Harlie, Haritha, Haris, Harry, Harlan, Harvey, Hadrian, Harley, Hari, Harlow, Howl, Hank, Harper, Herbert, Humphrey, Hestia, Helios, Hephaestus, Hollis, Hunter, Hero, Henry, Helda, Hajar, Hasta, Hadis, Howard, Howie, Hannan, Haoyu, Hisako, Hachi, Hiroto, Hoshiko, Honoka, Hiroshi, Hiro, Haitao, Hamako, Haruhi, Harue, Hayate, Hide, Hideyo, Hidetaka, Hisaye, Hisayo, Heiji, Higari

Ivy, Ivey, Ivo, Ida, Iris, Ilyssa, Illy, Irene, Iren, Isaiah, Ira, Idelle, Ivan, Illaoi, Isabel, Isabell, Isabelle, Isobell, Isabella, Ismelda, Io, Ismael, Isolt, Icarus, izuru, Isamu, Itona, Ichiro, Ichiko, Ichigo, Isoko, Ishiko, Isaye, Inari, Ikuko, Itsuki, Itsuko, Inosuke

Juniper, Jupiter, Jinx, Jamie, Javier, Josiah, Joan, Jake, Julia, Jamil, Jamila, Jesse, Jessie, Jess, Jasper, Janus, Jordan, Joshua, Julian, Juilliard, Julius, Juliana, Jeremiah, Jace, June, Junebug, Jazzy, Jackson, Jackie, Jackalynn, Jodie, Johnnie, Jan, Jaime, Jason, Jorge, Justin, Justice, John, Jay, Janelle, James, Jennifer, Jillion, Jill, Jana, Jonah, Jaycee, Jaxen, Junpei, Jona, Jun, Jin

Kenneth, Kat, Kas, Kris, Keith, Kingston, Kaeton, Kingsley, Kent, Katherine, Kyle, Knox, Kristen, Kristin, Kristeen, Kylie, Kaylee, Kamila, Kehlani, Kendall, Kerry, Kry, Kenny, Kath, Kathleen, Krow, Kix, Kedrick, Kennon, Klaus, Killian, Korallia, Krank, Kaz, Kaede, Kirara, Katsuhiko, Keisuke, Kanako, Kenji, Kaemon, Kamin, Katsu, Kaki, Kazane, Kazuyuki, Kazushige, Kenta, Kei, Kimi, Kin, Kohako, Koichi, Kota, Koji, Koharu, Kosuke, Kuma, Kumi, Kuniko, Kuniyuki, Kideko, Kazuko

Lullaby, Lotte, Lapin, Lorelei, Loralai, Lorelai, Luna, Lily, Lucy, Lee, Liana, Lola, Lethe, Lance, Laurence, Luther, Luca, Lennon, Logan, Lennox, Ilias, Liu, Lui, Luis, Lefu, Liam, Lyall, Lowell, Luella, Leona, Leonie, Leon, Lev, Lincoln, Lin, Link, Laverna, Lazarus, Lewis, Louis, Louise, Levi, Leslie, Lesley, Leilana

Marley, Marlai, Mei, May, Mae, Marceline, Marshall, Marshalee, Millie, Mallorie, Marcela, Melanie, Maddison, Mary, Mirabel, Marsh, Murphy, Montgomery, Mildred, Memphis, Molly, Maverick, Maurice, Muiris, Morgen, Max, Moses, Marion, Merrill, Monroe, Melanthios, Maxwell, Matias, Melissa, Maëlle, Marlene, Meredith, Maybelle, Margaret, Maeve, Moss, Mara, Maria, Myrtle, Mona, Mark, Markus, Michael, Micheal, Michelle, Mahsa, Minoo, Mehdi, Mohammad, Matin, Morpheus, Marlowe, Monica, Marilia, Magnus, Malachi, Malachy, Maggie, Makoto, Megumi, Mio, Maemo, Maemi, Masa, Masaaki, Masashi, Michi, Midori, Michinori, Momo, Motoko

Natasha, Noelle, Noni, Neville, Nixon, Neda, Natalio, Ned, Nausicaä, Noxis, Nova, Nathen, Newt, Noah, Nash, Nox, Nathara, Nathaira, Nathair, Nyoka, Nagisa, Nathan, Nate, Nik, Nick, Naohiro, Naoko, Nara, Natsu, Naoya, Nishi, Nobuko, Nori

Olindo, Ollie, Oliver, Ophelia, Odysseus, Orion, Osono, Oxen, Onyx, Otto, Ottoline, Otitile, Ottavia, Octavio, Olivia-Marie, Oakley, Omar, Olivia, Oscar, Octavian, Octavia, Oz, Octavius, Otta, Oisin, Orson, Orlos, Osiris, Owen, Odalis, Odell, Ozuru

Penelope, Patton, Paddy, Percy, Paulie, Page, Pazu, Phoebe, Phebe, Prairie, Porter, Parlay, Pally, Piper, Parker, Payton, Phil, Paul, Philip, Pyre, Piers, Phylis, Patricia, Payne, Payneton, Pip

Quinn, Quincy, Quil, Quinley, Quinstin, Quinlan, Quillen, Quavon, Quaylon, Quensley, Qing, Qrow, Quilla, Quianna, Quita, Qiao, Quinella, Queenie, Qaylah, Qailah, Qitarah, Quenby, Qadira, Qudsiyah, Quan, Qian, Quinby, Quella

Roseline, Raul, Rahul, Rafael, Roque, Rogelio, Remmy, Rei, Rey, Ray, Robin, Ro, Reika, Rowen, Rowan, Rose, Rosie, Ralsei, Riley, Remus, Rosalyn, Rosalin, Rosaline, Renata, Ron, Rat, Ratt, Reef, Roxy, River, Reed, Rufus, Robbie, Renee, Rivia, Ross, Rex, Ruth, Rosemary, Rosabe, Rosabee, Rosabell, Rosabelle, Rosabel, Rai, Rain, Rosella, Rosalie, Rhody, Robert, Raelinn, Rebane, Ren, Rollin, Ralph, Roxanne, Rox, Roderick, Reginald, Reggie, Rio, Ryu, Ryo, Ryoji, Rinmaru

Sage, Sam, Syd, Selkie, Storig, Sal, Sirius, Summer, Susie, Scott, Sunni, Sosuke, Sophie, Satsuki, Sheeta, San, Sulley, Sully, Savannah, Sappho, Selene, Shaw, Sean, Seán, Shaun, Sawyer, Sabrina, Sebastian, Shane, Stan, Socks, Snom, Stolas, Spencer, Sammie, Stevie, Samus, Sarff, Sullivan, Seth, Susiebell, Susiebelle, Sadreddin, Shellaine, Sverre, Saoirse, Sylvania, Sanae, Silas, Sumi, Shiori, Shinzu, Sile

Toby, Tobias, Teddy, Ted, Tomas, Thomas, Tomothy, Tyche, Taiga, Tundra, Tracy, Timothy, Troy, Tatum, Tommie, Tommy, Theia, Tae, Trix, Trixy, Thanathos, Tod, Todd, Toddy, Tora, Torie, Theodore, Theo, Theophania, Talos, Thanatos, Teddy, Tomohito, Tazu, Tanjirou, Touya

Ulysses, Urijah, Uriyah, Urina, Ukiah, Ulnar, Ursula, Ulric

Virgil, Vanessa, Vito, Venacio, Vylad, Veronica, Valentina, Violet, Velma, Venus, Verna, Veld, Victoria, Victorie, Vinyl, Vincent, Vasuki, Vex, Valor, Valentine, Valerie, Valeria, Valerius, Vitoria, Vic, Victor, Vik, Vikktor, Viktor, Vick, Vicky, Vicke, Vickie, Vidya

Wynn, Willow, Warren, Wilbur, Wylie, Will, Walle, Whisp, Wade, Wendell, Wendy, Willard, Wes, Wallace, Wilber, Wyatt, Wybie, Wynnie, Wennie, Winnie, Wynnston, Wynston, Wynsten, Wiles

Xenophon, Xuan, Xio, Xori, Xanthos, Xander, Xavier

Yen, Yukio, Yae, Yoko, Yume, Yaeko, Yui, Yuzuki

Zane, Zana, Zion, Zachary, Zach, Zachariah, Zander, Ziana, Zoe, Zula, Zenix, Zenith, Zaharia, Zaria, Zack, Zakaeia, Zara, Zakaria, Zev, Zaira, Zanata

[tiaramania]

RTVE is making a new show about Queen Victoria Eugenie of Spain called 'Ena' and I'm pretty impressed with the jewelry so far. This is meant to be Ena on her wedding day in 1906 presumably before the bomb went off. The show is being made by Javier Olivares who also made 'Isabel' about Queen Isabella I of Castile and is currently filming so it won't be out for a while. The jewelry used in shows and movies is never going to look exactly like the real thing unless they spend a ton of their budget on it which isn't going to happen but I appreciate it when they at least try to replicate jewels correctly.

Queen Ena's Fleur de Lys Tiara or as it's commonly called La Buena was made by Ansorena in 1906 as a wedding gift from her husband, King Alfonso XIII of Spain. It has become the most important tiara in the Spanish collection and is now worn by Queen Letizia.

[javierxnieto]

javi  barely  glanced  up  from  his  phone  when  the  crowd  surged  through  the  café  door.  he  wasn’t  bothered  by  the  crowd,  it  made  people  blind:  no  one  noticed  much  when  they  were  busy  shuffling  in  line,  staring  at  the  menu  like  they’d  never  seen  coffee  before.  he  tipped  the  cup  to  his  lips,the news  app  on his  phone  scrolled  with  his  thumb,  one  headline  more  useless  than  the  next.  crime,  politics,  stock  markets  tanking—one  could  say  they  were  all  related. the  sharp  tap  of  a  nail  on  the  table  pulled  his  attention.  slow  and  deliberate,  like  whoever  it  was  didn’t  believe  in  asking  twice.  his  eyes  flicked  up,  finding  a smile  that  was  more  formality  than  friendly,  and  leaned back  in  his  seat,  the  corner  of  his  mouth  tugging  up.  his  eyes  stayed  on  her  for  a  second  longer  before  he  nodded  toward  the  chair. “help  yourself.”  his  tone  was  polite,  but  his  curiosity  was  piqued.  no  hesitation, no  waiting  for  permission.  she’d  already  decided  she  was  taking  it.  his  fingers  tapped  the  side  of  his  cup  once  as  she  settled,  but  he  didn’t go  back  to  his  phone.  “busy  morning,”  he  offered  casually,  his  voice  even,  like  he  was  expecting  her.

Who: Open to all! @bfmstarters Where: Aroma Delights

The cafe was rammed, she had no idea why so many people had decided this was the best place to be getting a coffee this morning but it had instantly annoyed her. Isabella just wanted somewhere to sit before she headed to rehearsals and it looked like if she still wanted to stick to that plan she was going to have to share a table with someone. Not ideal. With a petulant roll of her eyes she scanned the room for the person who looked the least like they’d get the least on her nerves, eventually landing on someone and heading towards them. Only able to see them from behind but it would have to do. Tapping a single nail on the top of the table in order to get their attention she pointed towards the chair with a perfectly manicured finger. “This seat is empty, yes?” After all that was the question, if the answer was no she was going sit. Her question wasn’t ‘can I sit here’ because … well she was going to. Although she did add in a smile because...social expectations and all that. The girl wasn't an idiot.

[marvelwitchergilmore]

Secure

Summary; Javier Peña x Fe!Reader -> You meet Peña at a coffee shop but after time passes, he finds out your secret.

Disclaimer: fluff, angst, mentions of guns, mentions of death, illusions to smut, swearing (I think, I haven't proof read this - probably spelling mistakes), spanish is in italics.

You had met Javi one late night in the coffee shop. You were getting the place cleaned up for the morning. Isabella, a regular customer, was sat in the corner with her nose burried deep in her research. The old man who’d you come to know as Pops - a name he told everyone to call him by - was finishing his book closer to the counter. It had been a promise he made to his wife. To read a little, at least, while she was gone. That way they’d have something else to talk about when they met again. Jośe, the young boy who’d run through the door every couple of hours in need of a coffee for his mama and a small cookie for himself, had just left, rushing out of the door going ten miles an hour. 

“Good book, pops?” You asked and he looked up and smiled. 

“Excellent.”

“Good.” You smiled. 

Just as you placed the empty cups from different tables by the counter, the bell above the door rang out. “You open?”

You looked over your shoulder. “Yeah. For a couple minutes.”

“Great.”

He rushed over, you moving the dirty cups from the counter. 

“What can I get for you?” You asked in English. 

“Coffee. Decaf.”

“Coming up.”

Then it hit him. “How’d you know I was American?”

“What?” You looked to him as you changed the filter. “Oh, uh, just a guess.”

He nodded and looked around, suddenly being met with Pops. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Sweet.”

You smiled and waved to Pops. “Have a good night.”

“Night.”

“Nice Spanish.”

You smiled. “Thanks. I’ve lived here long enough, I should know.”

“I’m Javier, by the way.”

You smiled back and gave him your name which he repeated. It sounded nice. 

“So, how long have you lived in Columbia?”

“A couple years. Yourself?”

“Same.” 

The conversation ended soon enough when his coffee was paid for - he had something important to get back to. 

But the next night, you were closing up again and he came in. In fact, for the following weeks, he came in around the same time every night; just before closing. 

He started conversations with Pops who would tell Javier the meaning behind all his books. He actually started taking a couple of night classes at the local college. His wife always told him he needed to socialise more. 

She was a people person. 

And Javier would sit there and listen. Pops, clearly, was a man who demanded respect with a single look. Something, over the weeks, you realised Peña had, too. 

During the week, you had heard rumours about Javier. About his job. 

But it was never something you asked him about. You knew more than to ask an American in Columbia if he was working for the government. 

But still, he’d come in every day and order a cup of coffee and smoke his cigarette. You’d both talk and eventually, it got to the point where he’d walk you home. 

It wasn’t far; maybe a couple of blocks. 

You’d tell him why you came to Columbia - your sister. She travelled after college and invited you to join her. But something made you stay. 

He ask where you learnt Spanish. You’d tell him school, mostly, but the practice came in while you worked in the coffee shop. 

Some days, he’d come in during the day and just talk to you. He’d order a coffee here and there but it mostly remained untouched which wasn’t like him. 

Steve had asked questions at work about who Javi was going seeing every day - at first he expected it was to see one of his ‘informants’ but after he began to smell less perfume and more coffee around Peña, it raises his suspicions. 

Peña would give a vague answer but when Steve told Connie, she knew instantly. 

It wasn’t that a woman’s intuition was lost of Peña, it was just something about Connie that scared him. She seemed to know what he was thinking about whenever she looked at him. 

Little did he know, she’d seen him a couple times walk into the same coffee shop and leave with a smile on his face. One Connie nor Steve ever saw on the man’s face. 

But surpringly, it took him a while to ask you on a date. 

Javier wasn’t one for dating. After all, his job didn’t exactly allow it - especially in Columbia - but Connie (and Pops) thought he would have at least done it sooner. After all, the man came in every day for weeks just to simply spend time with you. He’d walk you home and always made sure you were safe. And god help any man that approached the counter and started flirting with you. 

It was like Javier had a radar for those who were flirting with you because each time, not two seconds later, Javier would stroll into the shop and make his way to the counter. Most times, it was like you had a radar for him, too. His coffee would be ready for him to pick up and if the guy wasn’t scared away by the look Peña gave them, he’d order a couple more cups for Steve and Connie (she’d usually come by in the afternoons to check in on him when she had the day off). He’d stay until the guy left and most people who looked away from their books noticed. 

And maybe, in truth, you had noticed a little, too. Most guys tended to scarper when Javi walked in. A few of them would even apologise to him and you for thinking differently. 

Eventually, when he asked you on a date, you said yes. 

He was so nervous. Imagine; Javier Peña, nervous around a woman. Even the heavens wouldn’t believe it. 

But he was. 

He’d asked after he dropped you off at your apartment. His palms were sweating, his mind was racing, and you were right in front of him. 

But the moment you smiled, his nerves eased. 

You smiled at him, nodded and said; “I’d love to.”

He smiled back, a little more confident, and before you opened your door, you kissed his cheek. 

“Goodnight, Javi.”

“Night, hermosa.”

As you closed your door, leaning against it, you smiled but you knew. 

You were in deep trouble. 

It didn’t take too long before you were both…intimate with one another. Four dates, in fact. It was longer than either of you had presumed but it kinda made sense. Mostly, the dates went as follows: 

You’d both ask questions which the other would answer, just simply wanting to know more. Then, you’d take turns picking the restaurant or bar. Next, you’d both head back to the coffee shop - the temp waitress had a family to get back to in the late nights - where you’d wrap your apron around your waist and serve the last couple cups of coffee to the night owls. Finally, Javi would either walk or drive you home (usually walk since he could hold your hand or wrap an arm around your waist) and finally would kiss you goodnight. 

It felt different. 

You’d gone on dates before but…they didn’t feel like this. Like…it was the first time but it was also the millionth. 

It felt…natural.

Homely.

A couple more weeks passed and you’d see Javier at least once a day. He always pop into the cafe to either kiss you good morning (when you hadn’t spent the night together - which was a rareity) or to kiss you goodnight which, you weren’t ashamed to admit would always turn into something more. 

One morning, as Javi lay back in bed, the cover draped over his lower half, he watched as you got dressed by the end of the bed. 

But that was when he noticed them. 

How he hadn’t before shocked him. It was like he studied every inch of you - and not only in the night but that morning too - and yet, how did they slip by him. 

“Hermosa?”

You smiled at the nickname before turning to look at him over you shoulder. You just wished you both had the day off. 

“The marks…”

It took you a moment to realise what he was talking about. But then it hit you. 

A memory you wished to forget. 

“They’re just from…” you contemplated telling him. 

He’d understand, right? He never confirmed it fully but you knew he worked as DEA. He’d understand carry a couple extra physical scars from a job, right? 

“They’re nothing, Javi.” 

You heard him shuffle around before you finally felt his hand on your back, tracing them before placing a soft kiss onto a couple, brushing your hair from your shoulders. 

You felt yourself melt into him, his other hand now reaching around your stomach to capture the other side of your waist. 

Slowly, you both lay back but then you remembered. 

You had a job. 

Unfortunately.

Javi groaned. He had one, too. 

You pressed a few kisses to his lips before he moved from on top of you and headed for the bathroom, him leaving you resting on your forearms with a huge blush across your cheeks. 

God, you were falling. 

Hard. 

It would be a while longer until Javier would find out the truth behind those scars; Find out the story that came with them and you. 

And it wasn’t in any way either of you thought it would happen. 

4 months later…

The sun was still burning hot over Columbia. Thankfully, however, the humidity was becoming less close and claustrophobic. 

Yourself and Javi had been going pretty strong. You had met Steve and Connie - albeit a little surprisingly. 

One of your waitresses had cut their hand whilst cutting up some of the breads for lunch later that day. Connie had been passing on the street with Olivia when one of the customers ran out asking for a nurse or doctor. 

Connie came rushing inside. 

After asking for your first aid kit and a space away from the customers, she handed you Olivia who you stood with in the kitchen as Connie cleaned out the wound and did what was necessary. 

“You’re lucky. It doesn’t need stitches. Just keep it wrapped and clean.” 

Your waitress, Elena, looked to you confused. You translated in Spanish and she nodded before thanking Connie. 

You gave Elena the rest of the day and offered Connie a cup of coffee and some food on the house. She thanked you before sitting down at one of the tables and placing Olivia on her lap. 

Yet, by the time you finished up, Javi had come strolling in and was a little shocked to find Connie sat inside. 

And, as suspected, Connie was shocked to find Javi there, too. But then it began to make sense. 

The smell off the coffee shop - it was Javi. 

It was you. 

Later that night, after Connie had insisted, you sat down and had a double date with Connie and Steve at a local place. 

Steve was glad Peña had finally found someone. As much as he himself had enjoyed the single life, there was just something about being married. About having someone to go to when things got too tough. 

And, this was something, if Steve ever said it out loud, Jacier would have to agree with. 

Sometimes it was like you were the only thing keeping him breathing. Keeping his mind awake when all it wanted to do was drown in the crime and the cases he delt with on a daily basis. 

The last six months, from the moment of meeting, it had felt like bliss. 

But sometimes it felt like Javi was waiting for the other shoe to drop. And, although you never voiced it, you did, too. 

And finally, late one night in the coffee shop, it did. 

Javi had worked later than he’d wished to have done. His paperwork had kept him back, making seven typing errors in one sentence. 

Most of the time, he wouldn’t bother. But with Messina…everything had to be up to code. 

And legible. 

But as he walked up the street, he found flashing lights outside your coffee shop, a waitress sat by the ambulance getting patched up and no sign of you. 

His heart dropped. 

“Peña?” 

One of the cops recognised him. “I wasn’t aware we’d called the DEA.”

“You…what happened?”

“Oh, uh, robbery. Or, attempted. Two shooters. One deceased.”

“And the other?”

“Hospital.”

“How?”

“The owner faught. One of them came from the back and sneaked up on her. She said she was fine and needs to go home. We’re gonna bring her in for questioning tomorrow.”

Peña nodded, trying his best to keep a clear mind. So you was okay? Why hadn’t you called him? 

As quickly as he could, he ran to his car and sped down the roads towards your apartment. But the closer he seemed to get, the more he began to panic. 

You had faught? 

It wasn’t that he was surprised but…no, he was surprised. Most people when met with two armed gun men didn’t exactly fight against them. Especially when the only other person in the shop had been knocked clean out and now had a severe concussion. 

But you had faught. You had, what? Killed one gun man and injured the other? 

This seemed more than just a robbery, to Peña. He didn’t exactly know why. Maybe it was the fact that the toll hadn’t even been touched. Maybe it was the fact that they’d knocked out one of the waitresses. Maybe it was the gun they had been using - Peña saw them as they got taken in for evidence. 

This couldn’t have just been a robbery. 

Peña didn’t bother knocking. He knew where you kept the spear key and he knew the code. 

He shouted your name as he entered, shutting the door behind him. “Honey?!” 

Javier had to double back as he passed the enterence to you living room. There you were, sat on the sofa, blood splattered across your body, hair, arms and clothes. You had a first aid kit open in front of you. Javier could see the bloody gauzes in a pile in the table. 

“I’m fine-“

He rushed in, pulling you up and hugging you. God, he thought you might have been dead. That the cop had got it wrong and he’d decided to just hear what he wanted to. 

But he didn’t.

You were here. 

You were alive. 

Are.

“Cariño,” Javi’s voice was soft as he took you in. Any anger he had right now could be saved for later. All that mattered was that you was alive. 

You pulled back from him to sit back down. You needed to clean the wound. 

One of the gun men had got you. Thankfully it wasn’t too bad and since it was night, you got away with telling the cop the stain on your uniform was from the kitchens. 

Peña pushed the first aid beside him as he sat on your coffee table, you knees interlocked with his. 

“It doesn’t hurt?” He asked you after a couple of minutes. He was shocked. Most men he’d met would be at least grunting in pain by now. 

You shook your head.

Something changed in Javi. His back became straighter, his gaze more focused. 

“Those scars. How did you get them?”

“Javi.”

“There’s something you’re not telling me.”

“They’re nothing-“

“Bullshit.”

You stared him down. He wouldn’t budge. 

“How did you fight? Those men. One is dead and the other will probably do so in hospital. What happened?”

“Nothing.”

“Y/N.”

You bursted. You tried your best to look away as Javi questioned you but when he said your name…

“I was a cop, alright!” You hadn’t meant for it to sound so loud. 

Javi just looked at you. You hadn’t told him? Was this how you got the scars?

You sighed as you looked down. Well, it was out in the open now. 

“I was a cop, back in the states. FBI.” You explained, your voice a little quieter now. “I had a partner, a couple years back. We had been working on a case for months. Turns out, all the information, all the insider stuff he’d found - it had come from him. He wanted into their circle. The people I had seen die, everyone’s families and children and friends had all died because he was the mole. He would tell the group where to find the families, he’d tell us he knew where the groups would be that night. Then he’d go back and inform them that we were on our way. It as fucked up.”

Javi waited for you to continue. 

“Look, I felt something was wrong so I tailed him one night. I put a call in and somehow…he found me one night. He caught be by the shipyard. When my agents finally turned up, I was almost dead. When I woke up in hospital, a guy came in. CIA. I had a bag packed, my life covered up and a plane ticket to wherever I wanted to go.”

“So you came to Columbia?”

“My sister stopped over for three days and I stayed. I don’t know what made me but I did. An agent found me a job at a local place since I wasn’t ready to go into the field or anywhere near it. The job stuck and then I decided to buy the place.”

“And the guys?”

“Local gang, I guess. They look into everyone’s background and they must have thought something was up with mine.”

“Did they say anything?”

“Just that I was American and that I had a dirty secret.”

“They know you were a fed?”

You shook your head. “Probably thought I was an informant or some shit.”

Javier nodded. You could see the worry in his eyes. 

“I’m fine, Javi.”

“You could have told me, you know.”

You looked at him. Maybe. Maybe you could have told him earlier. Maybe you should have told him earlier. But what would that have done? Make him worry more? Make him panic when you were left alone?

You’d been in Columbia a good few years before you met Javi. You were one of the best agents the FBI had in the field and - if you ever wanted it - there was a job waiting for you at the FBI in the states, the CIA or, probably now, the DEA. 

You were protected. By your career, by your knowledge, by your skills and by the fact that you entire past had been burried so deep, not even the Pentagon had access to it. 

Your gaze was both soft and serious. 

“I’m telling you now.”

Over the next hour, Javi went to your bathroom and grabbed a fresh face cloth before getting a bowl of warm water. Sitting back in his place on the table, he held your chin softly, Turing your face so he could wipe away the splats of dried blood. 

Once he finished, he placed the cloth down and turned back when he felt your hand grip his. 

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”

Javi just nodded, interlocking his knees with yours once more. “I get it. I do. I just wish…”

“I know.”

You both shared a look with one another. It didn’t need to be said out loud. 

Peña leaned in, and pressed a secure kiss to your lips. 

You would be okay. 

You are alive. 

And, over time, more stories would be revealed. What happened on certain jobs, what scars came from where, what they signified…

But in this moment; it didn’t matter. 

All of that could wait until tomorrow. 

For tonight, he wanted to show you what you meant to him. He’d say the words soon enough, but right now, he just needed to show you. 

And you were okay with that. 

After all, you felt the exact same way. 

[narcosfandomdiscord]

narcos fandom smut alphabet - finished!

you know what goes really well with summer sunshine and narcos tv rewatches? SMUTTY FIC!

(they put that bisexual lighting on Isabella for a reason, after all!)

this was our first month of prompts over at @narcosfandomdiscord! for every letter of the alphabet, we had two smutty prompts that fanfic writers used for inspiration. �� our group ambition was to create at least one fic per letter—26 new narcos smut fics during the month of July—and we totally smashed it, in large part thanks to prolific work from @salt-is-a-terrible-currency. happy reading!

if you prefer reading on ao3, check out our collection. all fics tagged as #nffalphabet on tumblr. and it's just that simple 🥰

if you have any questions, you can message us on tumblr or join our narcos fandom discord here!

🍰 Prompt List & Fic Masterlist 🍰

July 1 — A — angry sex, anal

Right For Once by @drabbles-mc — Steve Murphy x f!Reader, angry sex, 2.3k

Infuriating by @salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, angry sex, 1.5k

Our Man In Mexico by @hausofmamadas — Horacio Carrillo x Andrea Nuñez, angry sex, 2.5k

July 2 — B — blood, bound & begging

Final Warning by @purplesong1028 — Amado x Pacho, bound & begging, 490

Please (with your finger) by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, bound & begging, 1.2k

blood on vacation by @ashlingnarcos — David Barrón x f!Reader, blood, 1.8k

July 3 — C — cuffs, choking

If I go too far by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, choking, 737

mentirosos by @narcolini — Kitty Paez x gn!Reader, cuffs, 1.1k

July 4 — D — domesticity, “don’t make a sound or they’ll hear us.”

Taking Care by drabbles-mc — Diego Ramirez (Narcos OC) x F!Reader, domesticity, 2.1k

Lipstick's smudged by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, domesticity and “don’t make a sound or they’ll hear us", 447

A Few Moments by @purplesong1028 — Miguel Félix/Pacho Herrera, “don’t make a sound or they’ll hear us", 482

July 5 — E — edging, eldritch

The first time I felt a ghost by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, eldritch, 716

July 6 — F — fight or fuck?, friends with benefits

No relationship talk by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, friends with benefits, 422

Unbroken Rules by drabbles-mc — Horacio Carrillo x f!Reader, friends with benefits, 2.9k

July 7 — G — gag/gagging, gun play

Paper-thin walls by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x f!Reader, gag/gagging, 361

Whatever He Wants by purplesong1028 — Amado Carrillo Fuentes x Miguel Félix, gun play, 416

July 8 — H — honor bondage, hatesex

Dress blues by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x f!Reader x Gurney Halleck, honor bondage, 1.8k

THE DISTANCE BETWEEN US by hausofmamadas — Enedina Arellano x David Barrón, honor bondage, 2k

July 9 — I — infidelity, in public

Never meet your heroes by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, in public, 955

Don't Mention It by drabbles-mc — Javier Peña x f!Reader, infidelity and in public, 2.7k

No Strong Suit by purplesong1028 — Miguel Félix x Pacho Herrera, infidelity, 439

July 10 — J — jealousy, "just shut up already"

Unprofessional by drabbles-mc — Walt Breslin x f!Reader, jealousy, 4.3k

A bad idea by @artemiseamoon — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, jealousy, 2.3k

The ring by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, jealousy, 1.1k

July 11 — K — knotting, knocked up

Which time? by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, knocked up, 418

Secrets in the night by artemiseamoon — Horacio Carrillo x Original Female Character, knocked up, 3.5k

Someday When It's Over by drabbles-mc — Horacio Carrillo x Original Female Character, knocked up, 2.8k

July 12 — L — luxury, lingerie

Eres guapa by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, lingerie, 544

Desire by artemiseamoon — Enedina Arellano x Original Female Character, lingerie and luxury, 3.9k

Round-trip Ticket by drabbles-mc — Steve Murphy x Original Female Character, lingerie, 7.7k

July 13 — M — mirrors, "make me forget (all about him/her/it/them)"

Another brick in the wall by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, make me forget, 812

Favors Owed by drabbles-mc — Maria Elvira x gn!Reader, make me forget, 2.7k

Like Old Times by artemiseamoon — Judy Moncada x Original Female Character, mirrors, 1.4k

July 14 — N — nipple play, "no one does it like you"

No One Like You by drabbles-mc — Javier Peña x f!Reader, no one does it like you, 2k

Sore by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, nipple play, 580

July 15 — O — on all fours, one night stand

Cascade by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x f!Reader, one night stand, 580

July 16 — P — praise kink, pulling hair

Dress blues, pt 2 by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x f!Reader x Gurney Halleck, praise kink, 404

July 17 — Q — quiet (or trying to be), quickie

Sweet, sharp, addictive by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, quiet (or trying to be) and quickie, 464

July 18 — R — role reversal, ruined

Bad Guy Treatment by drabbles-mc — Steve Murphy x f!Reader, role reversal, 3.8k

What is she to him by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, ruined, 444

July 19 — S — submit, "say my name"

Stoke the flames by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x f!Reader, submit, 387

July 20 — T — trapped together, tied up

On company time by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x f!Reader, trapped together, 574

July 21 — U — upper hand, underwater

The Weight of It All by drabbles-mc — Walt Breslin x Sal Orozco, underwater, 2k

he keeps his rules. you keep him. by ashlingnarcos — Horacio Carrillo x gn!Reader, upper hand, 1.1k

Polkadots by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, underwater, 359

July 22 — V — virginity (loss or roleplay), video

Off the Backburner by drabbles-mc — Steve Murphy x f!Reader, virginity, 4.1k

In this moment of pretend by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, virginity roleplay, 435

July 23 — W — "we probably shouldn't do this", worship

Stay A Little Longer by drabbles-mc — Horacio Carrillo x f!Reader, "we probably shouldn't do this", 1.5k

Lunch break daydream by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x f!Reader, "we probably shouldn't do this", 497

July 24 — X — exhibitionism, exes having sex

It's complicated by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Helena, exes having sex, 971

Not Yours Anymore by drabbles-mc — Steve Murphy x Original Female Character, exes having sex, 3.2k

no witness by ashlingnarcos — Walt Breslin x f!Reader, exes having sex, 2.4k

July 25 — Y — yearning, "you look good like this"

Superman (4) by @garbinge — Javier Peña x f!Reader, "you look good like this", 5k

Lost Time by drabbles-mc — Horacio Carrillo x f!Reader, yearning, 2.9k

If he closes his eyes by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x Original Female Character, yearning, 442

July 26 — Z — zipper, zeal

Things Like That by drabbles-mc — Danilo Garza x f!Reader, zipper, 2k

Zealot by salt-is-a-terrible-currency — Javier Peña x f!Reader and Nathan "Cable" Summers from Deadpool x f!Reader, zeal, 4k

(note: we hit the link limit on this post so from now on, links will be to fics + to authors on their first appearance.)

[eudaimaniacs]

convincing (Javier Peña x Reader)

character/universe: javier peña (narcos)

word count: 1,040 words

warning/s: smut, teasing, nude-taking, and swearing

notes: i know this isn't full smut as i am not yet experienced at writing more of it. hoping i can edit this to become the full smut i always wanted it to be. it feels rushed because i just listened to lana del rey and thought i should write something. enjoy!

It's a lot of fun whenever you tease or convince Javier Peña. 

You know how much that man gets frustrated when you call him while he's working and talk seductively. His partner, Steve, chuckles whenever Javier's mood turns from focused to sexually frustrated. Javier wants to go home and fuck your brains out to teach you a lesson. The last you teased him led him to ditch work and give you the most mind-blowing sex to date. Every surface in the apartment wasn't safe from Javier's lust. You didn't count how many times you came or rounds, but all you remembered was how Javier made you feel good.

You wanted to do that again, as Javier settled to have one or two rounds of sex because he was committed to catching Escobar. You respected his temporary habit but were hungry for some mind-blowing sex from Javier. You planned to make him sexually frustrated to the point he ditches work and ruins your legs.

The day before, while Javier wasn't home, you convinced your friend, Isabella, to take Polaroids and do a sexy photoshoot for Javier to see. You used some of the clothes that Javier loved or hadn't ruined yet. He loves your black lingerie and how it compliments your figure and the sheer fabric showing your breasts. Isabella lent you some of the clothes she recently bought and hadn't used. She told you that it's now yours since Javier has ruined many of your lingerie and dresses.

The photo shoot started with Javier's favorite dress and sexily posed to the camera to tease him. The Polaroids showed you slowly undressing up until you were bare. You made sure that you showed every curve and body part at any angle to tease Javier. Isabella joked that when Javier sees this picture, he should keep this in a box for Playboy or any porn magazine to not see and hire you as their model.

You sneakily snuck the pictures into Javier's car as you dropped by the embassy without his knowledge. Step one of the plan was complete, and the next thing to do was call him. You went home and dialed Javier's number, then lay on the couch to wait for him to answer.

"DEA, Agent Peña," his deep voice picks up.

You smile and reply, "Hi, Javi, it's me [Y/N]. Just checking in."

Javier sighs and says, "Hermosa, I know what you're doing. Not right now; I'm trying to focus." You giggle and answer, "You're so fast to assume, Javier. What's wrong with your beautiful and sexy girlfriend checking up on you?"

You hear a loud groan and cigarette puff then you giggle again as Javier puts the phone to the side. The dark-haired agent sees Steve smirking, then chuckling as he sees Javier's mood change. Javier flips the bird and picks up the phone again to talk to you.

"What are you feeling right now, cariño, now that you're trying to tease me?"

You smirk and answer, "I want to feel your massive dick ruining my insides so I don't walk for weeks. That's the feeling I want right now, Javier."

Silence consumed the phone call until Javier voices, "Nice try, hermosa. You didn't convince me enough to come home and straighten you out with what you want."

You darkly chuckled and replied, "Are you sure, agent Peña? I may not have convinced you with my words, but something else will." You ended the call and waited for the first step of the plan to do its work. Javier groans as he goes back to work and tries to find out what this thing that's going to convince him to fuck your brains out.

It was night, and you spent the last hours getting pretty for Javier or more getting ready for him to ruin you. You lay on the couch after eating dinner and watch TV to pass the time. After 15 minutes of staring at the screen, you hear a knock on the door. You smirk, immediately knowing who it is. You didn't answer the knock and pretended to play dumb. The pounding became more desperate, and you shouted that you were about to come.

As you opened the door to greet Javier, he immediately pushed you to the wall and hungrily kissed you. You moaned and grabbed his neck as you continued to make out with him. Javier stops the kiss and pulls your hair back. You smirk as you see his eyes darken with lust and hunger when he looks at your body and what you're wearing.

"Naughty little slut, you managed to sneak into the embassy to fucking tease me. Your fucking convincing work, happy now?"

You softened your eyes and played dumb, "What did I do now? What did I do that convinced you to fuck me?" Javier laughs and proceeds to show one of the Polaroids, "Can your dumb, slut brain remember taking this photo and the entire set?"

You giggle and reply, "Did it work, Daddy? Did these photos finally convince you to fuck my dumb, slut brain?"

"You're damn right, [Y/N]. You made my fucking day harder to focus on any of the work I had to do. Someone almost found those photos, but thankfully, it was only for my view."

"Only for you, Javier."

Javier smirks and carries you to the bedroom. You smirk as you lay on the bed and tried undressing Javier. He immediately stops you and commands you to undress. You teased this man more as you slowly stripped yourself. Javier's dark eyes intently stare and smirk before remarking.

"I should've focused on doing my fucking job, but guess where my mind was? On this incredible body and fucking you good."

You smirk and reply, "I think I did my job well." Javier grins and answers, "Wait and see, hermosa."

He goes to the table and shows his shiny handcuffs. You smirk and bluntly say, "You're now going to arrest me, agent Peña?"

"Hands above your head, [Y/N]. You're under arrest for teasing a DEA agent."

You smirk and whisper, "That convincing worked successfully, agent Peña." Javier smiles and gives out the best night to date. Maybe you should do this often, convincing him.

eudaimaniacs © 2023

[forever-rogue]

Idk if your taking requests rn especially for Narcos but how about Dulzura reconnecting with her old roommate Sarah and she asked Dulzura if she’s still with Javi and she tells her about how they have five kids now.

AN | No, but just imagine the surprise! Can be read as a stand alone or part of the ‘verse! ❤️

Pairing | Javier x Fem!Reader 

Warnings | Language

Word Count | 2.7k

Masterlist | Main, Javier, A Good Man ‘Verse

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"Hi honey," sometimes the sight that greeted you when you got home was still enough to leave you floored. Your older kids were running around, the younger two were coloring and Javi was on the couch, holding the baby in his arms as he tried to get her to sleep. You stopped for a moment, loathe to kill the moment. 

"Mama!" Diego stopped you first and ran over to you as best as he could, wrapping his arms around your legs, "you're home!"

"I'm home," you beamed at him, ruffling his dark hair affectionately as Lucia waved happily before going to join Santi and Thea. The two of them had been too wrapped up to notice that anything had changed, "hiya Javi. Doing okay, cielito?"

"Tired," but he nodded as he slowly stood up, trying his best not to wake the barely sleeping baby. She was finally out and he let out a sigh of relief, "this one has been fussy all day."

"She's your daughter after all," you leaned in and gently pressed a kiss to his cheek, trying not to wake her, “hello, my love. I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you,” the relief was clear on his face. He’d been through a lot and could handle almost anything, but two days alone with five kids? That was like some sort of hellish crash course, “part of me was worried that you wouldn’t come back at all.”

“The thought did cross my mind,” you teased, “but I happen to be fairly attached to you. And our children of course.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he snorted in amusement as you playfully scoffed at him. He grinned before playfully swatted at your bum, causing you to jump slightly, “now we’re even!”

“Javier-” but before you could reprimand him, the baby started to wake up and make a few sounds of discontent. You held out your arms and motioned for him to hand her to you, which he gently did, “come here, Isabella. I think you’ve tortured your papa enough for today.”

“I wouldn’t say torture-”

“Javi, it’s okay to admit that it’s rough and not always fun,” you insisted, “it doesn’t mean we don’t love them. They’re just…a lot.”

“A lot,” he agreed as he followed you into the kitchen, “whoever decided that five kids was a good idea?”

“The same person that decided to make us very fertile,” you grinned, sitting on the bar stool as Javier went to start dinner. The other kids were still occupied and it seemed like your youngest really had just wanted you, “oh! Guess what - exciting news!”

“Oh my god,” he shut the fridge and turned around dramatically, “don’t say you’re pregnant again.”

“No,” you stated firmly before dissolving into giggles, “no. Definitely not.”

“Thank god,” but he was laughing, and so were you, “I think that might literally kill me. I’m an old man, Dulzura.”

“Whatever Javier,” you shook your head fondly as Isabella babbled away happily as though she was part of the conversation, “what I was going to say was that I ran into Sarah over the weekend!”

“Your old roommate?”

“Yes! I haven’t seen her…” you mused for a moment, “I think since we were in college. So like you know about twelve years. It was so nice to run into her…we’re going to get lunch tomorrow.”

“That’s great,” he leaned over and touched your face, brushing his thumb over your cheek, “I’m glad you got the chance to see her again.”

“Me too,” you grinned and before clearing your throat, “Javier? You know how very much I love you, right?”

“What did you do?”

“Nothing! I just want to make sure you know you’re the love of my life,” your voice was sweet as honey and your husband just raised his eyebrow. Yeah, he knew you better than that, “that you’re the only thing in life I want.”

“Dulzura…”

“Fine! What I said holds true though,” you offered him the best puppy dog eyes you could muster up, “could you, pretty please, watch the kiddos tomorrow so I can go? I can bring Bella so you can focus on work…or I can reschedule. I should have asked first, I don’t want to force this on you.”

“Relax,” he leaned over and kissed you softly, “I want you to go and have fun, okay? You don’t have to ask, I don’t mind at all, they’re my kids too. Okay?”

“Okay,” your lips pulled into a small smile as you sighed softly, “thank you, Javi. You always know what to say. I love you.”

“I love you, Dulzura.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

It felt so strange to be out and only have one child in tow. Granted, it was your youngest and she still needed the most attention. But still…it was surprisingly tranquil - not that you didn’t love the chaos of your small brood. 

You were running slightly late, despite your best efforts, and were left breathless by the time you were at the restaurant. You were held to the back patio area and found that Sarah was already waiting for you. 

“Hi! I’m so sorry I’m late,” you offered her a sheepish smile as you set the carrier on one of the chairs; Isabella was already out for a nap. Sarah shook her head and stood up to give you a hug, “it’s so good to see you again. It’s really been way too long.”

“Seriously,” she agreed before peeking at the sleeping baby, “and who is this?”

“This is my daughter, Isabella,” you grinned as you gently stroked her rosy, chubby little cheek, “I think she’d be out already but she’s been a little fussy when it comes to sleeping lately so I’m sure she’s tired.”

“She’s adorable,” and yeah. You agreed - the two of you had made some pretty cute kids, “it’s hard to think that she could be anything but an angel.”

“Ahh,” you sat down and laughed softly, “she’s got you fooled already. She’s good at that.”

“Yeah, but how could you ever be mad at a face like that?” you sighed heavily and gave her a sheepish little shrug, "ahh, I'm guessing you don't!"

"We do not," you confirmed, "do you have any little ones yet?"

"Ahh no," she leaned back in her chair and relaxed, "not sure if I even want to. And I'm not with anyone. Dating…sucks. I'm just happy doing my own thing and whatever ends up happening will be just fine. Still - I can't believe you have a kid!"

"Oh," you were about to explain before the waiter came to take your order, and had a moment of reprieve. You knew that your life was a lot, but you still loved it, "she's my youngest actually. I, ugh, I have five kids."

She almost choked on her drink as your cheeks warmed up, "five?! You have five small humans?"

"I have five small humans," you grinned, "a girl, a boy, twins - a girl and a boy, and now this little lady. Lucia, Diego, Thea, Santi, and Bella."

"Holy shit," she was incredulous, "three girls and two boys! Wait - you have to have another now - even it up, ya know?"

"You're the worst," you laughed, "its okay, Javi makes it three boys, he's basically a big kid."

"Javi," she looked at you with wide eyes, "Javi. As in hot professor Peña!? You’re still together?"

"That Javi," you nodded happily, "we're married. We actually had our tenth wedding anniversary a few months ago."

"Oh my god," she reached over and squeezed your hand, "that's so romantic. I always wondered if the two of you stayed together, but this is…wow. Ten years and five kids, and you're still in love? It's disgusting."

"It's the worst," the two of you shared a small laugh, "but yeah, it's just been. It's been a lot, you know? But I wouldn't change a thing."

"It's the stuff like that that makes me believe in things like happily ever after," a wistful sigh escaped her lips. You agreed.

"Enough about me," you waved your hand, "tell me everything - it's been a long time!"

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

It was later than you had intended by the time you'd gotten home, and despite the fun afternoon, you were glad to be back with your family. 

Javier came out to greet you as soon as he heard your car. He was dressed down but still handsome as ever; as soon as you opened the car door he was at your side and pulling you into his arms. 

"Javier-"

"Dulzura," he took your face in his hands and pressed a soft, gentle kiss to your lips. You practically melted into his touch, still growing shy and trying to hide your face in his chest, "silly girl. How was your afternoon?"

"It was good," you reached up and brushed a few of his rogue curls out of his face, "would have been even better with you there."

"I always feel the same," he brushed his knuckles across your cheek, "how was Bella?"

"A dream," you peeked into the backseat and found her fast asleep in the car seat, "little miss was on her best behavior. How were the others?"

"Good," he promised and you relaxed ever so slightly. It wasn't that you didn't trust Javi…the kids were just a lot, "took them and the dogs to the park and they were good so they got ice cream on the way home."

"Aww, that's wonderful," you kissed his cheek, "so either they have a ton of energy or they've crashed…"

"Nap time all around," he winked, "let's get this one inside and then take advantage of the quiet."

"You read my mind," you gave him a high five as he gingerly took the baby out of the car seat.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You were currently sitting on the counter, helping Javi with dinner. Not so much helping as sipping on some wine and keeping him company. He stopped what he was doing every once in a while and gave a kiss, just like he always did. Even after all these years it still made your heart so happy.

“Sarah said something funny today,” you smiled at him over the top of your wine glass and saw him stop chopping for a moment, “after I told her we’re married and have a bunch of kids.”

“Oh?” he knew you were up to something from the little smirk on your face, “dime, trouble.”

“She said we gotta have another kid and make sure it’s a boy,” you tried to keep your face as neutral as possible as Javier turned to look at you with a look of shock and badly disguised panic on his face, “you know, since we have the three girls and two boys.”

“Dulzura…”

“Relax,” you grinned at him softly, “I am not pregnant and I told her that I’ve got you. You’re like a big kid.”

He let out a slow exhale before pretending to throw you a mock glare, “excuse me - last time I checked I am the most mature out of all of us.”

“Whatever you say, cielito,” you slid off the counter and stood behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist as your rested your cheek on his shoulder, “I love you regardless.”

“Hmm,” he hummed in content as he gave your hand a squeeze, “I love you.”

“I invited Sarah over for dinner next weekend,” you untangled yourself away from him and gently nudged him to the side with your hip, taking over the chopping duties, “it’s supposed to be nice weather. I was thinking we could have a barbecue. Maybe invite Steve and Connie and some of our other friends. It’s been a while since we’ve had a chance to get together with everyone.”

“That sounds great,” he agreed, “I also had an idea too.”

“Look at us go,” you high-fived each other, “what’s your idea, Javi?”

“I was thinking, now that the kids are a little older, it might be nice to go on a little trip,” you stopped what you were doing and you turned to him, “it doesn’t have to be anything huge. We could just kind of try it out as well. Maybe we could go camping for the weekend or something.”

“Oh Javi,” if your hands weren’t currently covered in different juices you would have grabbed him then and there, “that’s a lovely idea. Crazy, but lovely. Are you sure?”

“We’re going to have to take them all out together at some point, so we might as well get in some practice,” he explained, “and I do happen to love all of them and like spending time with them…so.”

“So…” the smile  on your face was enough to let Javi know that it was a worthwhile idea. But your face quickly fell and turned into a frown, “wait - Javier. You don’t like camping.”

“We’ve gone camping before-”

“I forced you,” a little pout form on your lips and Javi couldn’t stop himself from kissing it away. When he pulled back you shook your head, “you didn’t want to go at first.”

“I ended up having a lot of fun,” he promised, “anything with you, or our kids, is worthwhile.”

“Javi…”

“Dulzura,” he put his hands on your shoulders and gave them a reassuring squeeze, “I want to do this. I wouldn’t suggest it if I really didn’t want to.”

“Okay,” you nodded softly as pressed kisses all over your face.

“If you don’t want to go camping, we could also try something else,” he reassured you, “maybe not Disney World just yet, but we’ll work our way up there, yeah?”

“Yeah-”

“Can we go to the zoo?” Santi was holding onto his blanket as he padded into the kitchen, wiping the sleep from his eyes, “I wanna see the animals.”

“Come here, mijo,” Javi crouched down and held out his arms, wrapping the boy up in a warm hug before settling him on his hip, “you want to go to the zoo, huh? What about camping?”

"Both," he put a chubby little hand on Javier's cheek and gave him a serious little look, "what's camping, daddy?"

You couldn't help but laugh at your son; he was so much like you. Always ready for an adventure even when you weren't positive as to what was going on.

"Camping is when we go to the woods and sleep in tents and spend a few days away from home in nature," Javier explained and Santi was clearly trying to put everything together, "we could swim, fish, and sleep under the stars."

"Oh," his little eyes lit up with excitement, "can Stevie and Charlie come too?"

"They sure can," five kids and two dogs? Pure chaos. 

"Okay," he nodded seriously, "we go campin'. But can we go to the zoo first?"

"Of course," Javier was never one to say no to his children, "how about we go tomorrow?"

"Yay!" He cheered happily, kicking his legs to be let down. As soon as his feet hit the ground, he started running towards the stars, "I gotta tell them!"

"Well then," you turned towards your husband, "it sounds like we've got some busy weekends coming up."

"Think we'll survive?" he teased as you raised an eyebrow at him.

"Only one way to find out," you reached for your glass and took a long sip, "we have to do what we always do - dive in headfirst."

"We're pretty good at that."

"Yeah, we are," you agreed softly, "I love you, Javi."

"I love you, Dulzura,” he whispered in between kisses, “you and our bunch of chaos.”

[love-and-hisses]

Throw Back Thursday: From early 2020, when we were fostering Isabella and her kittens (Los Mewchachos), brothers Diego (the floofy one) and Javier were wearing their crazypants.

(Video muted because music was playing in the background and we do not need a copyright strike, NO WE DO NOT.)

[kpwx]

Literatura japonesa.

Audición, de Ryū Murakami

El pabellón de oro, de Yukio Mishima

Vida de una geisha, de Mineko Iwasaki

Retrato de Shunkin, de Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

Diario de un viejo loco, de Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

La vida enmascarada del señor de Musashi, de Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

Arenas movedizas, de Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

Historia de la mujer convertida en mono, de Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

La llave, de Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

Cuentos de amor, de Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

Hombre lascivo y sin linaje, de Ihara Saikaku

El gran espejo del amor entre hombres, de Ihara Saikaku

Indigno de ser humano, de Osamu Dazai

La felicidad de la familia, de Osamu Dazai

Ocho escenas de Tokio, de Osamu Dazai

El mapa calcinado, de Kōbō Abe

El lagarto negro, de Rampo Edogawa

El extraño caso de la isla panorama, de Rampo Edogawa

La mirada perversa, de Rampo Edogawa

Por qué rechinó la polea del pozo, de Seishi Yokomizo

Gokumon-Tō, de Seishi Yokomizo

Yatsuhaka-Mura, de Seishi Yokomizo

Asesinato en el honjin y otros relatos, de Seishi Yokomizo

El clan Inugami, de Seishi Yokomizo

El diablo toca la flauta, de Seishi Yokomizo

Los misterios de la gata Holmes, de Jirō Akagawa

El libro de los cinco anillos, de Musashi Miyamoto

Los cuarenta y siete rōnin, de Shunsui Tamenaga

El infierno de las chicas, de Kyūsaku Yumeno

El gato que amaba los libros, de Sōsuke Natsukawa

Diarios de damas de la corte Heian, de AA. VV

Kaiki: cuentos de terror y locura, de AA. VV

Vita sexualis, de Ōgai Mori

El libro de la almohada, de Sei Shōnagon

Diez noches de sueños, de Natsume Sōseki

Una extraña historia al este del río, de Kafū Nagai

Estoy desnudo, de Yasutaka Tsutsui

La devoción del sospechoso X, de Keigo Higashino

Hanshichi. Un detective en el Japón feudal, de Kidō Okamoto 

Los cuentos siniestros, de Kōbō Abe

Ensayos y libros de viajes sobre Japón.

Japón: un intento de interpretación, de Lafcadio Hearn

El ética del samurái en el Japón moderno, de Yukio Mishima

Eso no estaba en mi libro de Japón, de Beatriz Lizana López

El alma japonesa, de Enrique Gómez Carillo

El elogio de la sombra, de Jun'ichirō Tanizaki

Gracias, Japón, de Javier Landeras

Los placeres de la literatura japonesa, de Donald Keene

Crónica japonesa, de Nicolas Bouvier

Viaje al Japón, de Rudyard Kipling

En el país de los dioses, de Lafcadio Hearn

Japón inexplorado, de Isabella Bird

Círculos infinitos. Viajes a Japón, de Cees Nooteboom

[adarafaelbarba]

Name: Eliana Velasco (née Roberts)

Nickname: Eli

Age: 30

Occupations: Bronx Gang Unit ADA (formerly)

Manhattan Gang Unit ADA

Family: Henry Roberts (father)

Sarah Roberts (mother)

Olive Hastings (sister)

Jose “Joe” Velasco (husband)

Javier “Javi” Velasco (son)

Lucas “Luca” Velasco (son)

Eloise “Isa” Velasco (daughter)

Isabella Velasco (mother-in-law)

Oscar Velasco (father-in-law †)

Sierra Velasco (sister-in-law)

Hector Velasco (brother-in-law)

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Name: Jose Velasco

Nickname: Joe

Age: 37

Occupations: detective, Manhattan Special Victims Unit

Family: Isabella Velasco (mother)

Oscar Velasco (father †)

Sierra Velasco (sister)

Hector Velasco (brother)

Eliana “Eli” Velasco (wife)

Javier “Javi” Velasco (son)

Lucas “Luca” Velasco (son)

Eloise “Isa” Velasco (daughter)

Henry Roberts (father-in-law)

Sarah Roberts (mother-in-law)

Olive Hastings (sister-in-law)