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reedrchards · 3 days
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“I was going to be his friend, and I was going to show him possibilities. And he, in turn, would become someone I could trust more than myself.”
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din-jarring · 2 days
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javier peña in every episode of narcos
1x10 despegue
you’re a shitty liar, javi, but i’ll buy whatever you’re selling
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jobean12-blog · 15 hours
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Wear It With Love
Pairing: Javier Peña x female reader
Word Count: 860
Summary: Javi has to leave for work so you help him get dressed
Author's Note: This man in that tac vest is enough to set me on fire and as much as I would love to get him out of clothes I think there is something intimate about helping him get dressed. Thank you all so much for ready! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the beautiful @firefly-graphics thank you Daisy! 🥰
Warnings: it's playful, soft, sweet and sexy (bc Javi duh hehe)
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Pedro Pascal Character Masterlist
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“You should stay home. In bed. With me.”
He looks down at you from the edge of the mattress, his dark and tousled hair hanging loosely over his forehead and his eyes soft as they deliberately sweep over the curve of your body that’s barely hidden by the bed sheet.
You shift and stretch, letting the sheet fall free and reveal your naked skin.
He continues to stare as his hand reaches out to caress the outline of your waist then your hip before he wraps his fingers around the back of your thigh and gently squeezes.
“You know I want to,” he murmurs in a rough voice. “It’s all I want.”
His hand slides back up, ghosting along your arm and delicately dancing over your shoulder until he closes it around the back of your neck and leans down to meet you for a kiss.
“I’ll be back before you know it,” he whispers against your lips.
Reluctantly he stands and grabs his jeans from the floor. Just as he has pulls them over his ass you get up and close the distance between you, pressing yourself against his bare chest as you stop his actions and start to slowly pull up the zipper of his jeans yourself.
Your fingers glide through the patch of hair just below his navel and when you close the button of his pants you let your hand trace the trail of hair that leads upward.
“I love that I’m the only one who knows you go commando.”  
As you speak the words your palm flattens against the bulge between his legs and his eyelashes flutter against his cheeks. You hum appreciatively and press closer to him.
“Can I help you get dressed?” you ask with feigned coyness.
He licks his lips and his hands settle lightly on your waist.
“I definitely like it better when you do the opposite,” he teases.
“Me too,” you reply, “but I do love seeing you in your tact vest…”
The corners of his eyes crinkle when he smiles and throws you a wink.
“I suppose you need a shirt,” you start and search the room for his discarded button down.
The light blue fabric is draped over the nightstand and you grab it and help guide his arms through the short sleeves.
Before you start to close the buttons you place a kiss to his neck, soft and slow, then continue downward over his skin until every button is closed. You fix his collar, trailing your fingers through the soft hair at the back of his neck and then gliding your hands over his broad shoulders.
“I’m going to have to unzip your jeans,” you whisper with a grin. “I forgot I have to tuck your shirt in.”
His lips twitch with a sideways smirk as he watches you fall to your knees.
“Fuck gorgeous…” he groans when you look up at him from your position at his feet. “Don’t look at me like that.”
You bat your lashes innocently. “Like what Javi?”
His lips press together knowingly and he grabs your chin between his thumb and forefinger, the calloused pad brushing across your lips.
“Like you want me to fuck that beautiful mouth of yours.”
“That’s exactly what I want,” you purr.
Your fingers work open the button of his jeans and slide down the zipper then you tug the tight fabric down over his hips. His cock springs free and bobs against his stomach.
Your teeth dig into your bottom lip and you whimper.
“Don’t,” he warns with a rushed breath. “I can’t. I’ll never leave.”
His expression is pained and you let out a pouty sigh.
“Fine.”
You grab the hem of his shirt and pull it down but not before placing a chaste kiss to the silky skin just below the head of his cock.
He let’s out a hiss and you see his hands fist at his sides.
You delicately scrape your fingertips over the corded muscles of his forearms and higher, digging them into his taut biceps as you get to your feet.
Once his shirt is properly tucked in you stand and reach for his belt, threading the material through the loops of his pants then buckling it. You’re still naked and even as you dress him his hands reverently wander over the dips of curves of your body with soft strokes.
“This is fucking torture,” he grits out.
You give him a sweet smile. “It’s your own fault. You’re the one who has to go to fight crime.”
A disapproving sound rumbles through his chest but you ignore it and pull his green tactical vest from the chair, resting it on his shoulders and first securing the straps there then doing the same for the ones at his waist.
Your fingers press against the thick material and suddenly it doesn’t feel solid enough. Your breathing stutters and your palm flattens over the spot above his heart. He closes his hand over yours and squeezes gently before lifting your fingers to his lips and breathing out “I love you” across your knuckles.
“I love you too Javi. Please be careful.”
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ilovejavierpena · 2 days
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Meadow (Drabble)
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Series Masterpost | Main Masterpost
My last fic here in a while. Please consider following me on AO3 💖❤️
Summary: Javier hears you singing to his newborn.
Pairing: Javier Peña x reader (no y/n)
Tags: Domestic, sugary fluff, Javi POV, babies!
Word count: 850
Meadow
Javier tries to be quiet as he returns to you, carrying a stuffed Eeyore in his hand while listening for the sound of Inés' unhappy hiccups. He calculates his steps on the ground to make sure not to step on a twig or a branch, the crackle of it sure to distress his newborn even more.
He finds that the tall grass dotted with wildflowers and the soft earth is forgiving of his feet, so much so that his presence goes completely unnoticed by you. He never knew that this spot existed, having always treated the road as nothing more but a road until you showed him that its surroundings were so much more. There’s a metaphor somewhere in that, something about him just passing through and you making him able to stop and take a look around. 
The sun is warm on his exposed skin, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and you have convinced him to leave the jeans for a pair of comfortable slacks instead. He checks the time to see how long he has been gone and it’s nothing more than a few minutes, realizes that the sun is starting to fade from being at its highest point today. 
As he draws nearer to the spot you chose, Inés’ cries have died down completely until they are not heard at all. Instead, it is the soft sound of your voice that drifts through the air to him. You are singing quietly to his daughter, a lullaby that he remembers having heard before in a distant memory of his own childhood. 
A breeze rustles the leaves of the oak tree you sit beneath, its crown of leaves protecting you both from direct sunlight. As if forced by nature to relax, he hears the birds chirping too. This is peace and contentment, he thinks, and how wonderful it is to do nothing with the people that he loves the most. 
When he finally spots you, he finds you sitting on the blanket you brought with your sweater tucked underneath your slightly bent knees. Inés is resting in your lap, cradled by your soft arms, and sleeping soundly with her tiny fingers curled into fists. You are so beautiful as you stare down into his daughter’s blissful face, your smile even warmer in the soft glow of the sun. 
Occasionally, you run a thumb over the length of her nose but you never stop singing to her. The stuffed animal seems a waste of time now but if he hadn’t gotten it from the car, he would have never caught you like this. 
How has he gotten so lucky, he wonders, to have such an incredible woman to be the witness of his life? He cannot believe how sentimental you have made him, his chest aching as he watches your beauty grow even further as it is enhanced by the nature around you. More than a decade in Colombia and he thought he would never feel anything again. How ridiculous a thought that is. 
When he finally makes himself known again, bursting the bubble of quiet admiration he has been in, you turn your head when he kneels down beside you. You stop singing but Inés sleeps on.
Without a word, you notice Javier and then smile until it widens into a grin on your face that outshines the summer sunshine. He smiles back and places Eeyore on the ground in front of you, purposefully posing him to stand in the grass because you always hate when he is careless about stuffed toys. 
“I hope he doesn’t mind getting left in the car,” he whispers as he makes sure Eeyore won’t tip over, “Sorry it took a bit.”
“It’s okay,” you say quietly, “You have made it up to him; grass is his favorite.” 
“Papá! There are frogs here!” Suddenly, his four-year-old son emerges from somewhere in the tall grass, carrying a stick in his hand that he seems to be using as a sword. He grins widely as he approaches the three of you, nearly stumbling over his own feet as he walks quickly on the uneven ground and Javier holds out his hand in case he has to catch him.
“Careful, Muchacho (young man),” Javier chuckles, “You might scare them away if you trip.” 
“I found the biggest frog ever!” Lucas brags and falls into his father’s embrace, throwing his arms around his neck, “I want to show you!”
Javier looks at you to silently ask if you need him. Lucas presses on, “Come on, Dad!”
Inés fusses a little at being woken up by the noises around her. You take the stuffed animal and wiggle it in the air in front of her. You start singing again. It is something about meadows and daisies, something about being warm and kept from harm. 
“Go,” you stop briefly to urge him, “We’ll be here when you come back.”
And as Javier gets up from the ground and takes his son’s hand, he smiles because he knows that you will.
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My last fic here in a while. Please consider following me on AO3 💖❤️
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former-huge · 2 days
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bella in the background 🥺😭
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djo · 1 year
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PEDRO PASCAL as JAVIER PEÑA Narcos | 3.08: Convivir
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reedrchards · 14 hours
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PEDRO PASCAL as JAVIER PEÑA Narcos - "There Will Be a Future"
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din-jarring · 2 days
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javier peña in every episode of narcos
2x02 cambalache
okokokokok so can sombody explan to me hwat the fucj is goin on here cuz i nee
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perotovar · 3 months
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NARCOS (2015-2017) 3.07 “Sin Salida” THE LAST OF US (2023-) 1.02 “Infected”
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ilovejavierpena · 1 day
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Javier Peña ran so Joel Miller could fly
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pedropascal24-7 · 1 year
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Pedro always has the wildest stories when it comes to finding out he has a new role
- Game of Thrones when there was miscommunication and HBO had hired him, but his agents didn’t know for sure, but he was already getting his head cast, getting costume fittings, and going to rehearsals. And he didn’t wanna ask if he had the part
-he only had a day or two to accept his role in Narcos
-he was in the bathroom when Matthew Vaughn called him about Golden Circle
-took an Ambien before he got the call that he got the role of Joel and then fell asleep and forgot he got the part
Like absolutely incredible stories
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sugadolly · 9 months
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in character vs. out of character (or his default puppy dog eyes)
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